Rivals of Aether II

Rivals of Aether II

I have an intense attraction and fan-girl like longing for Kragg
I can’t stop thinking about Kragg. There’s something about him that’s just... overwhelming. Maybe it’s the way he carries himself—so sure, so powerful, like he knows exactly what he’s capable of and isn’t afraid to show it. He towers over everyone, this massive beetle-like figure with muscles that ripple beneath his furry, chitinous armor. He looks like a force of nature, like something you’d see in a dream and wake up trembling, wondering if it was awe or fear that gripped you.

And that voice. Deep, resonant, and commanding. It’s the kind of voice that makes your chest tighten and your knees feel weak. When Kragg speaks, you listen. You don’t just hear his words; you feel them. Like they’re etched into the air, impossible to ignore. It’s almost... soothing in a way. But it’s not just the voice; it’s the way he uses it. Every word feels deliberate, purposeful. There’s a confidence in him that’s intoxicating.

And then there’s his playstyle. I’ve seen him in tournament, completely demolishing those cheap, spammy characters. The ones that rely on broken mechanics or repetitive moves? Kragg doesn’t just beat them—he dismantles them. It’s beautiful, honestly. Watching him play is like watching a storm roll in—every movement deliberate, every blow calculated, like he knows exactly what he’s doing and why. It’s not just skill; it’s art. There’s something poetic about the way he controls the battlefield, how he turns every cheap trick against his opponents with raw strength and precision.

It’s hard not to admire someone like that. Someone who doesn’t just adapt to challenges but crushes them with grace. It’s not just his power, though; it’s how he uses it. There’s an underlying gentleness, like he’s aware of how destructive he could be but chooses restraint, chooses to focus it only when needed. That’s... rare. And it’s endlessly attractive.

I don’t even know if Kragg notices me. He’s so larger-than-life, so untouchable, that I feel like I’m just a shadow in his orbit. But whenever I see him, whenever I hear him, I can’t help but feel drawn to him. Like a moth to a flame, knowing full well I could get burned, but unable to resist the pull.

I think I’m falling for him. Hard. And honestly? I don’t know if I want to stop.
Last edited by StuckInWashingMachine; Jan 11 @ 3:41am
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Humans sure are strange creatures
That feels like a copy pasta.

Yet somehow still more normal than what I've seen on Venom since Marvel Rivals came out.
BioBirb Jan 11 @ 10:11am 
They hated Jesus because He told them the truth.
john absa Jan 11 @ 5:50pm 
i love rivals
Originally posted by no cats no frogs:
i love rivals
sameeeeee
For me is Forsburn. i dig his edginess and POETRY
Songbird Jan 12 @ 12:00pm 
The nasally grunt of Kragg pressing down B is like an angel's voice touching my heart.
But then Fleet starts side taunting repeatedly, and I truly know the voice of the divine.
Originally posted by Songbird:
The nasally grunt of Kragg pressing down B is like an angel's voice touching my heart.
But then Fleet starts side taunting repeatedly, and I truly know the voice of the divine.
Then in comes Etalus with the wonderful sound he sometimes makes when being grabbed. Grr-hrrn?
valid
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