bleh

not a bot trust just need a spot to rb in peace I want lavinho so bad who relates

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my august fanart for fanfic is from

Surgeonfish by Myrddinembreis

this whole fic is law at his best (so, his worst), and i was just floored by this scene that the author describes as "law escapes the oubliette with the power of love and radiation."

(as per usual, please remember to leave comments and kudos for the author!)

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[pocketwei]

loguetown

[betaminshitto]

shanks had an ugly kissing face im sure of it

[blueskittlesart]

i dont have a caption for this one but know that this took me multiple months of work to produce. i hate drawing birds

[acetier]

“Dead ahead. Don’t miss.”

((aka me realizing i’m still down bad for revalink at 3am : ^ ) when you call revali’s gale in the dark beast ganon fight so you can take the final shot together 👌 close up under cut!))

Edit: @ginneke​ wrote an amazing fic inspired by this piece here!

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[starry-dew-drops]

i really like that bird :(

[writer-freak]

hello 👁️

i absolutely love your writing! i recently read your post about chamber taking care of an injured reader, and was wondering if you could write a similar concept with tejo?

have a good day/night!

A/n: Tried to make this different from what I wrote before for Chamber so that it isn't too similar

The pain didn’t register at first.

Just noise,gunfire, shouting, the sting of smoke in your throat. Your legs gave out before you realized you’d been hit. And then-

Darkness.

Muffled voices. A hand pressing down on your side. Your name, urgent and sharp, cutting through the fog.

“Agent down. Bullet wound. Breathing, but shallow. I need an extraction team.”

That voice. Tejo.

You tried to speak. To lift a hand. Anything.

Nothing moved.

You only remembered his hand gripping yours. Steady. Firm. Thumb rubbing slow circles over your wrist.

You woke to the soft hum of machines and a dull ache spreading through your ribs.

The light in the room was low, dim, gentle. You blinked slowly, adjusting to the blur of your surroundings. The medbay, maybe?

No. It was too quiet for that. Too warm.

And then you saw him.

Tejo sat at your side, one elbow resting on his knee, the other hand cradling yours. He wasn’t asleep. His eyes were on you before you even stirred awake.

“Still with me” he murmured, voice low, gravely but soft.

Your throat burned when you tried to speak, so you didn’t. Just tightened your fingers around his. Barely a twitch.

But he felt it. Of course he did.

His thumb brushed over your knuckles like it was instinct.

The days blurred together.

You slept more than you were awake. Each time you woke up, Tejo was there. Moving around the room quietly, adjusting your pillows, bringing you water, changing the playlist to something you liked, even though it wasn’t his usual taste.

He didn’t ask how you were. He didn’t need to.

If you winced, he moved. If your eyes fluttered open, his hand was already there.

Touch was his language and he spoke it fluently.

His thumb brushing your brow when your dreams turned dark. The weight of his hand at the back of your neck when you cried, not from pain, but from frustration.

No matter what he stayed right by your side.

The first time you tried to sit up without him, your legs buckled instantly.

You barely had time to gasp before arms caught you, fast, firm, but still careful.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked, holding you steady.

“I just wanted to walk” you muttered, face flushing with heat.

Tejo didn’t scold you. He didn’t roll his eyes or lecture you.

He just stared at you for a long, heavy moment before whispering, “Don’t make me watch you fall again.”

That hit harder than the bullet.

You nodded silently, and he helped you back into bed, slowly, gently, like you were made of glass.

Healing was slow.

And you hated that.

But Tejo never rushed you. Never pushed.

When you were too weak to hold a fork, he fed you without a word. Not teasing you, no grin on his face, just caring for you.

Once, when the nightmares got especially bad, he woke before you did. Hand already on your back, warm and grounding you.

“You’re safe” he whispered, pulling you close against his chest. “I’ve got you.”

Later, when you were stronger, you made it to the couch on your own. Just a few slow steps, breath held the entire way.

Tejo didn’t clap or cheer. Didn’t make a scene.

He just gave you a small, genuine smile as he tossed a blanket over your lap and sat beside you, close enough for your knees to touch.

You let your head fall onto his shoulder.

“Thanks for staying” you whispered.

He didn’t look at you when he answered.

“I don’t leave the people I care about.”

That night, your hand found his under the blanket, and he didn’t hesitate to thread his fingers together with yours.

He was quiet for a long time. You thought maybe he’d fallen asleep.

Then, softly:

“You scared me.”

You looked up.

“I didn’t say it then” he said. “I’ll say it now.”

You squeezed his hand gently. “I’m still here.”

His eyes softened. “Yeah. You are.”

He lifted your joined hands and pressed a quiet kiss to your knuckles.

“And I’ll make sure you stay.”

Tejo didn’t need a big declarations. He didn’t need to say I love you.

He just stayed.

Held your hand.

Watched over you.

And when you were strong enough to walk again without falling, you saw the way he looked at you,not like you were fragile.

But as the strong person that you are.

Divider by: @saradika-graphics

[writer-freak]

Request: Hello!!! I love your writing, could I request getting Flirty with Tejo from Valorant? 👀

A/n: Hope you enjoy, I also made it a little suggestive towards the end I hope that's fine <3

You leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching Tejo clean his weapon effortlessly. His focus was sharp, his fingers steady as they worked over the metal.

“You keep staring like that, and I might start thinking you’re plotting something,” he mused, not even looking up.

You smirked. “Maybe I am.”

That got his attention. Tejo finally glanced at you, one brow raised in quiet amusement. “Oh? And what exactly are you scheming, hm?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” You pushed off the wall, stepping closer, just enough to invade his personal space. Not that he seemed bothered by that.

He set his gun down with a soft click and leaned back slightly, studying you with that same unreadable expression he always wore. “You’re awfully bold today.”

“You don’t seem to mind,” you teased.

A slow, knowing smile appeared on his face. “No, I don’t.” His voice dropped just a little, smoother now, with an edge of something playful. “But if you’re going to flirt, at least make it worth my time.”

Your heart did a little flutter at that, but you refused to let him have the upper hand so easily. “Oh, so you do want me to flirt with you?”

Tejo let out a quiet chuckle, the kind that was more felt than heard. “I’m just saying, if you’re going to try and get my attention, you should at least commit to it.”

You tilted your head, pretending to consider it. “Alright, fine.” You leaned in slightly, voice dropping to match his. “How about this? I could make you forget about that gun in your hands, just for a little while.”

Tejo’s smirk widened ever so slightly, but instead of taking the bait, he reached past you, casually picking up a bullet from the table. “Oh, I never forget about my gun.” He twirled the bullet between his fingers before flicking it back onto the table with a soft clink. “But go ahead, keep trying. I enjoy watching you work for it.”

You let out a small laugh, stepping even closer, so close you could feel the heat of his body. “You think I can’t distract you? You’re underestimating me, Tejo.”

His eyes flickered with a glint of something dangerous. “I’d say you’re the one underestimating me.”

You ran your fingers over the table casually, slowly, your eyes never leaving his. “Oh, I don’t know. I just figured a man like you, so cool under pressure, so disciplined, might be easier to crack than you'd let on.”

His lips curled into a faint smirk. “You really are a handful, aren’t you?”

You stepped even closer, your voice lowering to a near whisper. “A handful? Maybe. But I’m your handful, Tejo.”

His smirk faltered for a second, the tension between you thick. But instead of reacting, he took a breath and casually reached for his gun again, as though toying with you. “Keep this up, and you might just make me regret it.”

Your mouth opened, then closed as you realized exactly what just happened. He had flipped the game on you.

You huffed. “You’re impossible.”

He chuckled again, this time standing up fully. He stepped past you, but not before lowering his voice right by your ear. “Don’t stop now, mi cielo. I was just starting to enjoy myself.”

Yeah. You were doomed.

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[mrigaaaa]

NSFW headcanons

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Request: HELLO HELLO could i ask for some cypher nsfw headcanons 👁️👁️ and perhaps more content for Kay/o as well 🙏 for male/gn reader!

I just had to add Tejo to this!

The mask will not be coming off most nights, he loves that power difference. As you can’t see his face but he sees every part of you.

Loves teasing you, especially when he finds a certain something in your search history, loves holding it above your head while you become flustered and embarrassed.

This man is a bully, don’t know if I made this clear enough.

Will quietly tease you even when others are around, enjoys watching you squirm while trying to make sure the others aren’t aware.

Has so many toys hidden away, and he makes sure they’re all getting their uses.

Shibari. That's it. Jk jk but he can spend hours making sure the knots are perfect while you beg for any kind of attention.

He is a whiner though, high pitched with the occasional groan.

Has to be touching you the whole time, and it's not just for sex. (But that's a whole other post)

I have to make this clear, but sadly he has no idea what is happening, so you’ll have to teach him.

But hey, that means he’s open to anything really, and can do everything.

Would rather have you on top as he’s less likely to injure you but won’t complain if you didn’t want to.

(I think this has been said pretty often) He vibrates, fingers, thighs, everything.

He definitely records everything, and anything that has you in it is hidden safely away, some special ones are just for his view.

If you have a high libido, great! As a robot he doesnt tire, meaning you can go for as long as you want.

Dirty talking king right here!

Constantly switching between Spanish and English, especially if you don’t understand spanish.

He’s a groaner, makes sure to lean into your ear too.

Loves quickies, will do them anywhere, before, after and even during missions.

His sex drive is pretty high.

Wear his clothing, do it, he will be ready to go immediately.

Loves when you pull on his hair, that's when he becomes loud.

He loves seeing you with his marks, especially if you can't hide them around the others.

His favourite places are your thighs and shoulders.

Probably decent at aftercare, would clean you in the shower but that would lead to another round. So he just wipes you down and cuddles you for the night.

[cevnny]

Lavi again but more skin ig😂✌️✌️

[traincat]

So I've only recently gotten into Spidertorch because I read Amazing Spiderman #680 so I went on TUmblr and read your fic and now I'm hooked. Do you have a list of MUST read comics for spidertorch shippers? That'd help me so much with my newfound obsession

I definitely do! Since we’re talking 50+ years worth of team-ups between two of Marvel’s biggest heroes, this is far from a definitive list - I mean, they literally meet in Amazing Spider-Man #1. Mostly I’m just highlighting my favorite issues. If anybody else would like to add onto it, please feel free!

Marvel 616

Recs under the cut! Surprising nobody, it got long.

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[cevnny]

Lavi 👅👅👅👅

Ok idk how to draw tha tattoos

[bread-and-muffins]

Manifesting this :')

[ninjaqueen120k]

I Found That Bonked Captions Has Not Private Dada Silva Brazil Kit Away 💙 And Lavinho Brazil Kit Home 💛 24/25 Outfit Style For Copa America 2024 Celebration Fun! 🇧🇷⚽🥳 From LalaMelonFlora.

Source: Gallery Images From X (Private) And Pinterest

Thanks To Send For lesaraxdragon.

[riririnnnn]

*picks up Loki*

My sweet summerchild.

Now rest of you, come here.

I'm about to change the trajectories of your lives forever and no, I'm not talking about soccer.

I'm not a therapist or a psychologist, but I'm sure 99% of my problems will fix themselves if Noa and Chris just squished me between their tiddies.

Like, come on man, please!

Just watch me eat up Blue Lock's electricity budget as Ego uses his electrocution gun on me while I trespass the building to bend the laws of universe to make Lavinho and Snuffy pregnant.

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I'm deeply embarrassed.

I'm sorry.

[gh0stly-mp3]

Hihii! Can you do some fluff hcs with lavinho?please there is almost nothing of content of him and that makes me sad ngl

(sorry English is not my first language so im sorry for any misspelling)

Hey!! I guess now I'm the official Lavinho content creator hehe! Good for you, I have plenty of headcanons about him! Hope you like it! :D

an idiot in love -> hcs

aka: um idiota gamado

lavinho x gn!reader

synopsis: just some lavinho hcs in a relationship

tags: established relationship, you and lavinho are dating, more of lavinho being a brazilian icon, fluff and crack

warnings: mature language, words in pt-br (w translation), + the translation to the words in the last hc are in the end of the post

a/n: just so you guys know, i'll be closing the requests for a week, cause some of them will take some time and i want to write other things too (cof cof kurona cof cof)

masterlist.

Lavinho's love language is phisical touch, so he absolutely ADORES hugging you from behind, messing your hair, kissing the back of your hand and just being clued to you

Lavinho also loves giving you gifts, when he sees something that reminds him of you and he thinks you'll like he buys it. Usually is something small, like a crystal, a keychain, a pin or a bracelet. And every time he goes back to Brasil for the holidays he buys you many of this little things.

He gets really happy when you agree/propose to experiment brazilian dishes, and he'll do the same with some dishes from your home country

Lavinho is very competitive in thing that don't matter, like who eats faster, who brush their teeths faster, who gives more kisses. He looks so silly (and cute) when he gets focused in winning this competitions he creates. He pouts every time he loses his little competitions, so you better be prepared to having him hugging you tightly while being the drama queen he is

- "Xuxuuu [cutiee]! Why did you do this to me? What did I do to deserve this?" - He whines

- "Babe, I only brushed my teeth..." - You said, holding out your laughter

- "But you did it faster, now I'm gonna throw myself of the bed and sleep on the floor" - He tries to spin himself to the edge of the bed but you quickly stop him

- "No, Lavi. You're awesome, but this time I happened to brush my teeth faster"

- "But fo you still love me?" - He pouts while looking at you with puppy eyes

- "Yes, I do, Lavi"

- "Yes! Then I'm so foda [fucking awesome], cause the best person in the world loves me!" - He said proudly

As you could see, Lavinho is always making jokes about everything, it's hard for him to take anything seriously. But, for the sake of your relationship he forces himself to be more serious when needed, but after the issue is solved he'll be back with his jokes at full force!

Lavinho loves to have you leaned on him while you watch some trash romance comedy together. He loves making braiding your hair when you have your head on his chest

His pretty chill, but when he gets nervous he gets in a infinite spiral of overthinking and you need to get him back to reality. And when you menage to calm him down he'll apologize and give you many kisses as a compensation for helping him

- "Hey! Lavi! It's everything okay, I'm here!" - You said firmly, grabbing his face with both of your hands

- 'Hm? What... Porra [fuck], sorry..." - He finally answered, he's voice now lower - "I did it again, didn't I?"

- "Yeah, but now your here with me, and you'll be ok"

- "Thank you, my love. What would I be without you?" - He asked rhetorically, starting to kiss your whole face seconds after

He gets very frustrated because there are some words in Portuguese that just don't have any translation, like saudade¹ or his favorite word: cafuné²

- "Docinho [sweety]! When will you get home? I miss your cafunés" - Lavinho whined on the phone

- "You miss my what, darling?" - You asked, confused

- "I miss your... Porra [fuck]... You guys don't have a word for it, but it's like "head caress"

- "Oh, okay! I'll be home soon to give you your "cafunés, honey"

- "Yes! I'm waiting!" - Then he hung up the phone while making happy noises (he loves cafunés)

Extra: When "I'm Still Here" won the Oscars for best international movie he started jumping and yelling in happiness, and then he took your face in his hands and kissed you passionately

• saudade¹ -> the word for the feeling of when you miss someone, when you miss someone you feel "saudade"

• cafuné² -> a word to describe the action of running your fingers through someone's hair gently