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salternateunreality2 · 4 months

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Preggoroth: Nesting

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Sephiroth: How can I help you, Genesis?

Genesis: *plunks down in chair, kicks feet up on Seph's desk, starts talking about his day*

One-Winged Angel: *starts playing*

Genesis: *jumps* What the fuck?

Sephiroth: You disturbed the nest. Prepare for war.

The single innocent paperclip that started all this by being moved 3cm to the left: 📎

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Poor Cloud Strife. He and Zack have been identified by Seph's lizard brain as "BABIES".

Kidnapping, surprise cuddling, feeding, swaddling, and lots and lots of proud staring and purring.

My babies. My perfect, beautiful babies.

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ALL THE SOFT THINGS.

Sephiroth's inner child is being HEALED through this process. He has built nests EVERYWHERE, from his office to Lazard's office to his apartment to Angeal's kitchen to Cloud's barracks to Genesis' closet -- any space that Sephiroth has ever felt a little bit safe or a little bit comfortable has at minimum a very soft blanket.

Zack is HERE for it, and has bought him ALL THE PLUSHIES. Not content with the Shinra SOLDIER propaganda plushies, homeboy found an entire zoo's worth of (hopefully) stuffed animals and even hand-made a few extra.

One of the homemade ones is an octopus/squid/tarantula/chameleon monstrosity that is Sephiroth's second favorite, after his lizard.

Zack created the chimera after years of listening to Sephiroth's voice warm slightly when talking about how a tentacle could hug you really well, that many eyes in weird places would be great for recon, and how he felt like he could never be his whole, true self, like a chameleon.

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Shinra Official Baby Shower

Boring AF, with lots of stupid gifts, schmoozing, and ceremony.

Scarlet gifted him a bunch of mechanical mobiles, which Genesis "accidentally" firagad later.

President Shinra gifted a (for him) measly check and publicly announced that the children will be "Sons of the Company" and offered "medical" treatment for life and an apartment closer to said "medical" treatment, and "nannies". Fortunately, the Turks jiggled some wires and oops the broadcast was fucked. President Shinra was uninformed about who the father is, but those in the know laughed at him behind his back for the "Sons of the Company" thing.

Heidegger had his people prepare a gift basket, but Cloud got a hold of the order and makes it secretly great, with boring stuff on top. Lots of tasty and helpful gifts for the expectant Sephiroth buried under bland diapers and onesies.

Reeve made some unhackable baby monitors to prevent Hojo's tampering or observations. He told Sephiroth about the unhackability in private, when he also gave him a mobile and a white noise machine, all also unhackable.

Hojo somehow came down with the flu and didn't make it, and his gift got accidentally incinerated. Oops.

Rufus gave Sephiroth the majority of the registry's big ticket items, like strollers, car seats, etc.

Palmer had his administrative assistant buy something off the registry, and Anne, a surprisingly insightful woman, got it in blue with a bunch of squirmy sea creatures on it. Sephiroth wrote a thank you note just to her.

Other employees brought generic cards and cheap registry items.

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Cadet Baby Shower

The cadets couldn't afford jack shit, but organized a diaper drive and it turned out to be one of the best and most needed gifts of all.

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SOLDIER and Turk Shower

This was actually more like a rager, with a ton of fun games and the rest of the registry getting filled out.

Many of the Turks and SOLDIERS gave miniature weapons of all sorts that Sephiroth was completely delighted with and squirreled away almost immediately. To this day, Lazard is still emptying tiny-weapons caches all over the Tower. The SOLDIER-Turk merch war was absurd as well.

His closest friends gave him a set of 150 bug-out bags hidden around the city and Gaia. Each bag contained cash, food, and clothes for him, a friend, and his babies, and...

His most treasured gift: a USB with a photo album plus a handful of physical pics, including 4 Lucrecia hard copies in each bag. All his friends and comrades were represented, and his closest friends had written letters to be stored on the USBs. AGSL had each hidden a quarter of them, and no one except Sephiroth himself knew the location of all of the bags.

Zack was not permitted to know the location of more than 3. It's not his fault his mouth is so fast! He's a speedy guy!

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Sephiroth, unable to sleep, has repainted the entire SOLDIER floor and all of his nest areas 300 times by now.

He has also done heavy and light construction work all over his and his friends' apartments.

He considered building a "baby gate" to Cloud's dorm, but stopped himself while carrying the lumber and a drill onto the elevator, realizing he didn't want to become his father. To be perfectly clear, it wasn't the "imprisoning an adult employee against his will", it was the "anti-Hojo sentiment" that stopped him.

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"Sephiroth, darling, we need to talk about the 3am construction," said Lazard, holding Sephiroth's hand and looking him in the eye.

"Oh, yes, I can't sleep, so I prepare for the babies. They seem to enjoy it, as they stop kicking my bladder every 2 seconds while I'm up," Sephiroth replied, glaring gently at his belly. "In fact, they're getting excited now. It is the third time this hour!"

Lazard winced.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart, that sounds awful. I'll let you go in just a second, but could you please give some thought to another hobby? Several of your colleagues and even myself are experiencing fatigue due to the construction noise. Perhaps knitting would help? I know you're preparing for the babies, and you're doing an excellent job."

"Oh! Thank you for bringing this to my attention, I forget sometimes that not everyone is used to sleep deprivation. I will certainly consider it. Now if you'll excuse me, the children are getting restless and I drank a gallon of water."

"Of course," said Lazard, and let him go, relieved at the easy acquiescence.

It wasn't until the next day when he woke up to newly knitted carpeting throughout the entire SOLDIER floor that he began to question his suggestion.

"It's better than the construction," he muttered under his breath...until he passed Cloud and Zack knitted into the wall.

Excess blankets/tiny socks/hats/etc. get donated and save some cold children's lives ❤️ Helpfulroth ❤️

@snowbanshee

#ff7 #sephiroth #zack fair #cloud strife #genesis rhapsodos #angeal hewley #baby cloud strife #lazard deusericus #die hojo die #preggoroth #soldier ff7 #turks ff7 #shinra #rufus shinra #scarlet ff7 #palmer ff7 #reeve tuesti #heidegger

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just-prime · 8 months

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Take 6 I guess...

Wow. Just everything about that is wrong.

A cool visual here or there for sure. Whale falls in space? Fucking impeccable. The Chimaera fixed up with the gold plating? Very pretty. The weird Dark Crystal horse thing? Strangely cute.

Getting some Baylan backstory was nice, and he continues to the MVP both acting and writing-wise.

Have I run out of nice things to say? Yes

First off, fuck the 'a long time ago, in a galaxy far far away' shit. This show has not earned that! Not in the slightest!!!

Also I know it's supposed to be super mega turbo hyperspace…but still, it looked like utter shit. I can't understand how a show with this level of budget keeps shitting out crappy visuals...Oh wait it's Disney! Nevermind, makes total sense.

All the stuff with the nightsisters? FUCKING DUMB. Nowadays, no one cares about the nightsisters anymore unless it's Merrin or Ventriss, and Elsbeth is a far cry from either of them. I was worried from the start when the map temple was clearly nightsister in origin, and Elsbeth being revealed as one in hiding made absolutely no sense. It's weird and very much Filoni throwing darts at Clone Wars arcs he wants to rehash and recon. Also, the live action Mothers are lacking the grandiose nature that made Talzin have such compelling character design.

The fact that Sabine never slipped the cuffs seemed deeply weird. As did Thrawn somehow having an entire battalions-worth of Stormtroopers who survived the ship crash. There was also a throwaway line about some of the rando bandits on the world being Jedi trained, which REALLY came out of nowhere, but is clearly setting up Ezra having learned new skills.

Oh and Ezra shows up, is ALSO wearing noticeable contacts (blue). He looks way too old, and I felt absolutely nothing when he and Sabine hugged.

Okay, on to why we are all here...Thrawn

Let's start of with the mandatory FUCK YOU FILONI.

There was weirdly bad music through this entire sequence too, which was glaringly noticeable. Just to you know...set the mood for the butchering going on.

HE'S TOO PALE!!! They colored him like everything else in this show, copied whatever colors Rebels used, and then mutes the hell out of it. So everything looks washed out and sad. Also I don't know what it is about the eyes that feels off but there's something there that hits uncanny valley in a way that I feel could have been easily avoidable...

Yeah, and all the 'Army of the Dead' rumors that have been going around are all confirmed. They are literally emptying the catacombs of this ancient nightsister city directly into the cargo hold of the Chimera. It's so dumb. I hate this.

Two more episodes left, and given the rate of the leaks being true, it's probably gonna end on a cliffhanger, which is gonna be fucking stupid. So yeah. I'm gonna go scroll @ascyndic's blog so my eyes can rest and look at some incredible art of how Chiss should look...And potentially reread @furiosophie's fucking incredible post·mor·tem series to get a hit of realistic Thrawn characterization...as opposed to whatever this gross HttE ripoff swill we got.s

#ahsoka critical #dave filoni critical #ahsoka spoilers #ahsoka series #rambles #thrawn #nightsisters #ezra bridger #sabine wren #star wars #anti filoni

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ariesgamesandminis · 7 months

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cacophony-eg · 7 months

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Trick or Treat? (Chimera Shipping Fic)

A/N: Happy Halloween!

here's a little Chimera treat for this holiday season. =3

Red Son gazed upon the Monkie Boy and Dragon Girl in awe, tears of joy welling in his eyes at their offer, his hair warmly glowed and flickered with soft flames. The demon never thought this day would come, he had hoped they would one day see the darkness and choose the path of villainy but had never expected it to happen. Nor could he ever anticipate that the two heroes would invite him to join in on an evil plan of their own making.

"Of course, I will join in on your crusade to extort civilians all across the city!" Red Son declared, nearly choking on his words as his chest swelled with pride.

"Well, I wouldn't call it extorting..." MK began, glancing over at Mei for assistance.

"We usually call it trick or treating," The dragon girl stated, with a twitching smile holding back a giggle. This was honestly turning out better than she expected, she had imagined the Bull Prince to call their yearly mission childish and turn down their request.

"Yes, Yes, I am aware of the modern way of celebrating all hallows eve." Red Son assured with a wave of his hand "Your party disguises themselves in costumes to not be recognized while going door to door demanding treats or trinkets in exchange for not harming the ones who reside there or their land," The fire demon explained.

"Huh, maybe it is low-key extorting?" Mei pondered out loud, with a slight nod of agreement towards Red boi.

"But legal, traditional extorting?" MK reasoned, with a slightly nervous smile.

"Now enough with the semantics" Red Son asserted "you two claimed to have a plan already constructed."

The Dragon Girl and Monkie Boy shared a devious smile that caused The Prince's heart to flutter and cheeks to warm.

Mei dashed to a nearby wall, pulling down a large map of the city, with coloured coordinated circles scattered all over it, as Mk rushed over with a handful of markers.

"Green symbolizes places that give out soda," MK began.

"Yellow are places that give out goodie bags," Mei added.

"Red is..." The Ponygirl started as The Noodle Boy used the markers in his hands to do some air drumming.

"FULL-SIZE CANDY BARS!" They both cheered.

Red Son nodded looking over the map, they had done a splendid job in recon, "and what does the blue symbolize?"

"Healthy snacks..." Mei answered in disdain, as MK stuck out his tongue in disgust.

The Demon Bull Prince's lips twitched upwards in a slight smile but used one of his hands to cover his mouth. It was a childish notion toward healthy food, but he could understand the sentiment. When you desired one thing... or two things, anything else only felt like a distraction or an obstacle towards your goal.

"So what is your plan of attack, where do we strike first?" Red questioned looking over the map, mentally clustering key areas together and calculating a route.

"Well, that's kind of the main part we need your help with..." MK explained with a shy, eager smile. "We both figured with your great planning skills-"

"We could reach our goal to collect the most Candy we ever have!" Mei declared with a fiery determination. "And become Halloween Candy Royalty!"

Red Son could feel both his cheeks and hair heat up as they both looked up at him with unwavering looks that held no doubt he was the perfect addition to their team.

"I will see what I can do" The prince coughed out; to mask his blush. Plucking a purple marker from MK's hand, the demon stepped closer to the map as he scanned over what they already had. Red Son, temporarily tuned out the two chatty mortals as they talked about possible costumes.

The disguises were inconsequential to the demon, he needed to focus on the task at hand. The Prince would not fail in proving himself a key member of their trio. The three of them had accomplished much together, the demon hoping to make his... What did Mei call them… frienemies? Into a stronger type of companionship. Help guild the hero's to become something more sinister, and this crusade would be the perfect opportunity to do just that.

Red Son silently promised himself that he would not be replaced by anyone, he would not lose Mei or MK to anyone else. He would prove to be superior to all others so the two of them would have no doubt about his capabilities and-

"Oh that's a great idea that way you and I can be Red Son's first and second Mates" The Dragon girl agreed with her best friend.

The Demon Prince had to reel himself away from the Map as his hair burst into a large gust of fire "WHAT ARE YOU TWO TALKING ABOUT?!" Red shouted in shock, turning to face the two heroes.

"Oh just which one of us should be your first mate and which of us should be your second mate," MK answered casually.

Making Red Son's jaw nearly drop to the floor. The three of them had not even discussed about becoming each other's intended or any courting steps, and yet the two heroes were already talking about who would be his first MATE!?!

"MK, you should be the first mate, you're a lot better at leading than I am, plus you two balance each other out," Mei suggested.

"No way Mei, you and Red Son work great off each other and click together way more, you should be the first mate," MK countered his best friend.

Red Son's eyes widened as the two heroes argued back and forth, constantly stating that the other would be a much better first mate than themselves for the prince. The Prince listened to them in stunned silence, as their argument continued; making several good points along the way that even the demon hadn't thought of, and may very well use to convince his parents of their trio courtship.

“Even just visually you and Red make a better pair” Mei argued back “Your cinnamon roll energy with his hot pepper vibes jell way better, and will get way higher appeal”

“No way, you and Red Son are like a bonfire together, you two are bright and blazing no matter where you go, everyone will pay attention to the two of you.” MK replied back.

“Come on MK, you would keep Red from going overboard, that’s perfect first mate material,” Mei declared to her friend.

“Yeah, but you would be jumping overboard with Red, that’s way better first mate material,” MK argued.

"ENOUGH!" Red Son shouted, the prince feeling as if his whole body may combust if they passively praised him anymore. "If I were to take a Mate, I would have you both become my Mates at the same time, so you both are First Mates!" The Prince declared leaving no room for argument.

"Hmm I guess that works" Mei nodded.

"Red Son would be the Captain so it is his choice who’s the first mate," MK concluded.

The Prince blinked several times "Captain?"

"Yeah, of course, you'll be our Pirate Captain," Mei said happily.

Something in Red Son's mind suddenly shattered "you two were talking about crew mates..." The demon groaned face-palming himself, feeling like such a fool to assume these two would ever so casually desire him as their mate.

"What did you think we were talking about?" MK innocently asked.

"NOTHING!" The Prince snapped, wishing to end this conversation.

"What other kinds of mates are... There..." Realization hit The Dragon Girl first as she gasped and her face lit up. The Demon Bull Prince quickly whipped around so his back was facing the two of them and was once again looking at the map.

"STOP DISTRACTING ME, IF YOU TRULY DESIRE THE PERFECT CANDY COLLECTING ROUTE" Red Son shouted at the two of them, hair still a flickering fire, as a mix of anger and shame towards himself burned inside of the prince.

MK looked over at his demon friend with a worried frown. Mei leaning towards her best friend, whispering something into his ear that had the Monkey King's successor's face morph from confusion, into surprise, then a bubbly kind of joy.

The two best friend's shared a silent conversation that consisted of hand gestures and mouthing words before the two of them looked over at the unassuming Prince with a new kind of determination in their gazes.

The two heroes stroll up to either side of Red Son, each hooking one of their arms with the Prince's, leaving no room for escape.

"So you would take both of us as your mates at the same time?" Mei clarified, pulling herself closer to the bull prince as she held his arm a little tighter.

"How would you plan that out?" MK asked, his tone not sounding as innocent as it had a few moments ago.

Red Son's hair became a bright flame once more as he looked back and forth between the Dragon Girl and the Monkie Boy. Both shared similar devilish shine in their eyes, and devious smirks as they looked up at him. Their gaze on him ignited a different kind of fire inside of the Prince.

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kierancaz · 4 months

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Ok so I just watched episode 5 of the pjo show and honestly I might get dragged for this but I have some very real criticisms of it that I want to share. And if you enjoy the show that’s fine, I’m enjoying it to but at the same time I have a lot of issues with it and want to talk about it because I think being able to be real and critical of stuff that you like is important.

I think I’ll start with the pacing because that’s my biggest issue with it rn. It is moving so fast it feels like it’s just doing the spark notes version of the book. And ik we are all on the train of adaptations not having to be exactly like the book anymore, (which is literally just a thing that came about bc of this show and if it was any other show to book movie I think ppl would have a different tune but that is an entirely different conversation that maybe I’ll talk about later because I find it very interesting tbh), but the show is cutting out a lot of stuff that I feel was very important to the characters and in the books. I don’t know if this us because of the episode count or the episode length of if it’s the right, maybe it’s all three, but I feel like because the pacing is so fast the story is just breezing past a lot of emotional beats.

Which brings me to my next point. I have not felt a single thing watching any of these episodes. In fact I felt more about this show when I watching a single clip from episode 5 on TikTok than I did while watching the actual episode even at that clip. The show is so bad at building tension for literally anything. And I know everyone hates the movies and all that but the movies scene with Mrs Dodds had more tension and life than the scene did in the show. And I’ve heard people dispute “oh Percy has been seeing stuff all his life he probably thought that this was just that and didn’t realize it was real” but that has nothing to do with this. Why didn’t Mrs Dodds lead him away from all the other students? Why would she attack him in broad daylight when she’d aware that Chiron and a satyr are there? Or even if she didn’t know Chiron was there if she knew there was a demigod there she should’ve at least suspected the presence of a satyr.

The chimera fight was also very disappointing. Now I don’t remember exactly how this fight went in the books or in the movies but I don’t need to remember to know that this fight as equally tensionless and emotionless as the Mrs Dodds fight. And yah, they’re kids, it doesn’t need to be some epic battle or anything, but there should be tension. We should feel a least a little nervous even if we know what’s going to happen. Ngl. I don’t even know what to say about the Medusa fight bc I don’t even remember what happened. I don’t remember what happened in the books when it came to Medusa besides Percy cutting off her head and sending it to the gods. I’d definitely have to reread the books again before I comment on the change of theme surrounding Medusa and like half of the main theme of the series because Rick did some serious reconning with this stuff but unfortunately my books are lost somewhere in my basement.

I do think the Minotaur fight was fine really good though. The bond between Percy and his mom was built up really well and it was pretty devastating with that last scene between them. You could really feel the impact that Sally’s “death” had on him. However, it was so fucking dark it was hard to see half of what was happening and I’m gonna talk about that more later.

The next thing I want to talk about is the acting/casting. And before anyone says anything this has nothing to do with Annabeth being black or Percy not having black hair. Their characters feel flat and honestly I think that if it’s anyone’s fault it’s the directors and the script. I’ll use Walker as a reference because he’s the only one I’ve seen in anything else, in The Adam Project he was brilliant. Like there were multiple times where his performance alone had me in tears. That movie had me ugly sobbing at least three times and Walker was definitely part of the reason why.

In the pjo show he just feels… dull. And a tad bit lifeless which is baffling. How do you even make a character like Percy Jackson that, I’m sorry to say but, boring. Even the movies managed to give him more personality than the show, and I genuinely hate to say that but if I had to rank all the Percy’s show Percy is at the bottom which is so hard to say because Walker is perfect for this role but still he has more Percy Personality in that Kraft Mac and Cheese ad that he did with Ryan Reynolds. I do realize that part of this could be because we don’t have Percy’s inner monologue, sorta like what happened with Harry in Harry Potter, but there are ways to combat that like having a character be more expressive and stuff and that is also just not happening.

*(Also if anyone of curious my Percy Ranking goes 1: book Percy, 2: musical Percy, 3: movie Percy, 4: show Percy).

Speaking of expressiveness, Leah as Annabeth is also very disappointing because in her interviews she seems so Annabeth and I can see why Rick choose her but in the show all of her lines are delivered the exact same and the most emotion we get from her is a pinch of her eyebrows. And it’s a similar issue with Walker because he doesn’t emote that much either and neither does Aryan so I’m definitely thinking that it’s an issue with the directing instead of the actors. I don’t have much to say about Aryan. He’s ok, he has the same issues as the others of just not having a lot of emotion or very good dialogue/line delivery but again I don’t think that’s his fault and instead the direction of the show.

Listen I think they’re all incredible and the chemistry that they have in interviews is amazing. But the fact that I can see more of their characters in interviews than the actual show is insane, especially because it’s so obvious they all care about their characters and the world of Percy Jackson so much that I think if they were left on their own they could do this show perfectly but someone behind the scenes is stamping down their performances for the sake of the show taking itself too seriously.

Charlie and Dior were both great for the screen time they had. I mean not much to say about them tbh bc they didn’t have that much screen time but Dior’s scream after her spear was broken was literal gold. Adam Copeland as Ares was amazing and Lin Manuel Miranda as Hermes is quite possibly the worst thing that they could’ve ever done.

I know a lot of people were praising the change they made with Annabeth and Percy’s relationship and how that instead of disliking each other because of their parents they disliked each other because of bad personal impressions. But honestly I have to disagree. If I remember correctly Annabeth disliked him because he was son of Poseidon, and Percy disliked Annabeth because she was rude to him. And to me that made perfect sense because Annabeth was literally being indoctrinated by the gods/what they teach at camp for years/half her childhood why wouldn’t she hate Percy based solely on the fact her mom hates his dad? And I think that was actually kind of important as a character trait and I’m pretty bummed it was changed. (Ngl tho like I said earlier I haven’t read the books in a long time so I could be wrong about this, I’m just basing this off what other people have said about the beginning of their relationship in reference to the show and the books).

Also going back to what I said about the lighting ‼️SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 5 ‼️this really pissed me off because so many shows do this and it only started becoming a real problem in recent years. In episode 5 when Percy and Annabeth are entering the amusement park it is so goddamn dark I could not see what was happening. I have no idea what that machine over Percy’s head at the entrance was or looked like. I don’t know why it made him so scared because I could not see it. I could not see their faces as they were talking. I could literally barely see where they were when they panned out to show them walking through the amusement part and this makes no sense to me. You have this huge elaborate set that I would really like to see but it is so dark the only things I can make out is a ferris wheel and maybe a bumper car? I could not see shit, it was so annoying and so many new shows do this where the scenes at night are just so dark you cannot see anything. And I get that sometimes it’s intentional, you’re not supposed to see what’s going on, but this is not one of those scenes so why am I having such a hard time finding our main characters?

I really need to reread the books again and when I do I will add more to this probably or just remake the post. But so far I think the show is really mediocre and pretty disappointing, and I think it’s important to point this stuff out and not just heap piles of praise onto the show just because it’s written by the og writer of the book. We’re definitely going to get more seasons and I would like those seasons to be better than this one and actually let the actors shine and for the show to reflect what was so amazing about the books. Also, I just want to say that there are moments/stuff that I like about the show and as critical as I am of it it’s because I like the series, not because I’m just trying to be a hater. But seriously, I used to hate the movies with every fiber of my being but because of the show I have a new found appreciation for them, which I think that in and of itself says a lot about how the show has been so far.

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nade2308writes · 3 months

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If you only knew I'd sacrifice my beating heart before I lose you

Taking the liberty of writing stories for on of the newest pair of OCs that @thethistlegirlwrites created. I enjoy being inspired by other people's writing.

Summary: Nico gets interrogated by the equivalent of the IAB in Chimera.

@febuwhump

They had been stuck there for hours, reviewing his past, how he was turned, how he lived after the turning and the things he did. Domenico Pontevecchio never thought his unlife in LA would turn this bad when he woke up on Thursday. He never thought Damien would follow him here, and then try to turn his unlife upside down.

Again.

As if he didn't escape New York City to find some peace.

He should have known. It never worked out for the good guys. Or those who thought they were good. Nico hoped he was one of those. On his bad days he knew he didn't deserve to be still walking on earth. But today was one of the exceptionally bad days, yet he did not feel like that. He felt like he had to prove himself, that he was good. And his self deprecation and depressive thoughts had to wait.

He was rapidly losing his patience, the longer the woman they sent, spent on spinning him in circles. She was trying to prove a point, and Nico was tired of being the punchline of it.

"For the last time, he came at me with a silver gun in one hand and a stake in the other. Once he let go of my son, that is. What else do you want me to say? It was self defense."

"And what happened next?"

Nico flashed back to that moment on the roof. The fear in his kid's eyes, he wasn't sure if it was for him or the vamp that had his arm around his kid's throat, or for his father, Nico himself. Shay and Sierra were there too, following close behind him when they got the tip that the vamp who held Nico's kid hostage was seen in the area. Joey was with him when they got the news and she told him that she would do recon when they arrived at the scene.

She was good at blending in between the shadows, and Nico learned that she would do anything, at any cost, to help people in need. Especially those she cared about. What Nico did to deserve that care directed his way, he couldn't quite tell just yet.

Then it all happened like in the movies: they found his kid and the vamp who had him, they chased him, cornered him, and that prompted the vamp to climb the stairs of the old building they cornered him at. Human Nico would have cursed at the lack of an elevator in the building, because twenty flights of stairs would have been stretching his strength, even for his size and physicality, but as a vamp, strength and speed did not matter.

Nico must have gotten lost in thought, because his interrogator looked like she called his name several times before she realized Nico was not there with his head.

"I'm sorry, did you say something?"

The woman's face changed when she brought her chair closer to him and sat down.

"I was asking you what happened next and then you disappeared on me. Do you wish to take a break before we continue?"

Nico shook his head.

"No, I want to get done with this as soon as possible."

He did not want to be confined in the interrogation room longer than he was supposed to. And he didn't want the woman in front of him to know the darkest thoughts he had at that moment. The fear he experienced when he saw his son hanging off the roof for a split second before the vamp released him and Shay and Sierra got him to safety before they returned. By then it was too late, Nico pushed the vampire off the roof, after accidentally shooting him with his own gun. He survived, but the incident was documented and reported by someone who thought Nico did it on purpose. For revenge.

Given the stains on his record from the past, Nico was grateful they did not kick him out of the mentoring program outright.

"So, let's summarize, Mr. Pontevecchio. The vampire whom you pushed off the roof of the building, by accident, according to your claims, kidnapped your son from his dorm room on Friday. You got a distress call from your son's cell phone, something you two set up if he was ever in trouble. That was before or after you turned?"

"Before."

"Okay. And after that you told Maira Lawson about what happened, right?"

"No, I told my mentee first."

"Josefina Quintero?"

"That's right."

"Why is that?"

"We were on a job together when the call came and she probably saw how distressed I was, and asked what was wrong. Believe me, I didn't know where my head was at that moment. That man is very dangerous, and the longer he had my boy..."

Nico did not finish that sentence, remembering the sight of his partner's dead body and the sight of the blood pooling around his middle where Damien stabbed him. He delighted in watching Nico as he lay there, weak and vulnerable, unable to help his partner.

"Why do you think he took Riccardo from his dorm room?"

"To get my attention. He used to taunt me, back in NYC, before my turning, and after, until I got here. I visited Emma Cole's seminars to block out the connection with my sire. So far it's been effective. I guess he wanted to have me under his control again."

"The logical thing would be to get your son, right?"

"Yeah. And he guessed right. My son is my weak point. Ricky is one of the things I kept from my old life. I just never thought Damien would go so far to grab my boy."

"And when you faced him on that roof, what was your thought process?"

"My only priority was to have Ricky back with me. Ask the people that were with me, they will tell you."

"One human and two vampires, Mr. Pontevecchio. Don't forget that."

"You shouldn't forget that we might not be alive anymore, but that does not make us less human. Some of us have more humanity than you all put together."

Nico knew he shouldn't have snapped at the woman, but his nerves were frayed from all this questioning. What was even the point of all this?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pontevecchio, I shouldn't have said that."

Nico sighed.

"What is the point of all of this, Mrs-"

"Van der Sar. And yes, before you ask, the famous soccer player is a distant relative."

"I wasn't going to ask, but I'm glad we cleared that out."

She put herself together and looked at the papers again. Nico tried to read her, but that was impossible to do. Mrs. Van der Sar was an enigma to him.

"The Agency wanted to make sure that everything was regular during the incident, because if it wasn't, they would have shut your program down, and that would put a dark spot in our record."

Nico knew exactly what she meant by that. Maira was a good director of the Agency, but there was always someone above her that wanted to keep things under control. So they sent the big guns. Sort of the equivalent of the IAB for federal agencies.

"Just tell me what happened, Nico. Confess if you have to. But don't try to get out of this mess by playing the grievous parent."

That enraged Nico. First, she used the name he allowed only the people close to him were allowed to use. Second, she made it sound like Nico wanted to do what he did.

It's not like I killed Damien.

"The only truth is that Damien had a gun with silver bullets in one hand and a stake in the other. He didn't specify that, but when he fired one of the bullets to incapacitate Shane Barrett, I figured it out. Ask him, I'm sure he'll have some choice words about that." Nico kept eye contact the whole time and noticed that the woman interrogating him was sweating and uncomfortable. Good.

"He was taunting me, as always, dangling my son in front of me like a carrot, expecting me to follow and I did. He was ready to throw my boy from the roof. I couldn't let that happen. That's when he changed his mind and let Ricky go. Barrett and Stoker took him with them and got him to safety."

"And then you pushed him."

"Then, he stared at me like he was amused. Ended up throwing the stake on the rooftop, but he still had his gun trained on me. I couldn't afford to let him shoot me and escape, so I tried to come up with something until Stoker and Barrett returned. But once again he was unpredictable. He tucked his gun in his pants and came at me. I gave as good as I got in that fight. It was either him or me. And he has done enough damage for me to let him waste me, for good this time.

"It was not out of revenge that I pushed him, Mrs. Van der Sar. It just happened. He had me pinned, and I was trying to get free, but before I could do anything he had the gun out and pistol whipped me. I was dazed and confused, but I could see him aim that gun at me while his hand grasped the stake. He was going to kill me. So I flipped us, he lost momentum, we grappled for the gun and I barely even touched it when it went off. It must have turned towards him when we switched places. Next thing I know is Damien trying to pull me close to him, he still had the stake, and when I pushed on his shoulders to get him away from me, he slipped and fell. I swear I never noticed we were on the edge."

Just then the door to the interrogation room opened and in entered a very pissed off Maira, with Joey, Sierra, and Shay in tow. He could see some other members of both teams lurking in the hall behind them, and Nico had to do everything in his power not to smile and enrage the interrogator even more. He thought he saw Pete Jemison standing next to Kira Burke.

Good, there is backup in case things go belly up.

"What is the meaning of this?" Maira's voice boomed in the small and tight space that Nico was sure that it was supposed to be out of commission for how uncomfortable it was.

"The Headmaster sent me-"

"Then he should have notified me, before you cornered MY people!"

Nico suddenly sat up straighter in his chair and looked at Maira, then at Joey and the others. They looked like they were spoiling for a fight, especially Sierra and that made him wonder what happened. He knew that she was a Stoker and getting in trouble was the trademark of those with that name.

"What are you talking about?" Nico found himself asking Maira.

"I am talking about the Headmaster sending this woman to question MY team, and the young vampire you are mentoring."

"He did what?!" Nico pushed off his chair and watched Mrs. Van der Sar trying to put herself together. She couldn't hide her flinch, though. She was afraid of him. Now that there were more people in the room, she didn't look like she had things under control.

Nico knew women could be vicious when they wanted to, so he kept an eye on her.

"She wanted to get some dirt on you, pun not intended, to bury you, again, not intended, so the Headmaster could terminate the mentoring program. I guess those who say they want to see progress made aren't satisfied when the progress is actually happening."

Maira was spitting mad. Whatever happened, it was probably ugly.

"You have no right to come here and interrupt my investigation. You and your team can-"

"I'd be careful with what I say next, if I was you." This time it was Joey who spoke and Nico was proud of her and where she started versus where she was right then.

"Or what, you are going to say something back?"

"I can make sure you get new teeth if you prefer it to go that way."

The woman shut her mouth and looked at Joey like she wanted to slap her. Nico allowed himself to smile for a moment.

"The Headmaster will hear about this. This is outrageous."

"He already heard about this from all of us," Shay spoke next and she did not expect that, flinching again. Shay had a good five inches over Nico and he looked more menacing. "I'm pretty sure that a lot of people involved in this charade already know about this mess. We are not here to go down for an imaginary reason because your boss wants Nico out of the way."

Nico felt warmth spreading through him, despite the lack of warmth in the room he was in.

"I haven't finished with Mr. Pontevecchio. Yet!" The woman acted as if she was still the one in charge.

"You have. As of this moment, you are not to speak with him, or anyone else about this. I suggest you go and exorcise whatever demon you have, in a way that won't involve my people in the process. Mr. Pontevecchio acted in self defense when he pushed the vampire, an evil, rotten scum of the earth. There are several witnesses of this, including footage from a TV station helicopter. Ms. Quintero's sight is enhanced so much that she would have been able to tell what color the vampire's eyes were. She gave a sworn statement. Ms. Stoker and Mr. Barrett saw enough to back that story up. You are cornered, Mrs. Van der Sar, so I suggest you gather all your things and get the hell out of my building. Mr. Pontevecchio got a concussion out of that encounter and he needs to rest. Now, if you'll excuse us, we are leaving."

Maira motioned for Nico to follow them. He took a deep breath and released it. It was finally over. He was free.

With that came the headache he was trying to ignore ever since he was taken in for questioning. He winced at the pain that was pulling at his temples and wished there was something he could do to prevent the hurting.

He felt a presence next to him and he knew who it was even before she spoke up.

"You are hurting."

"Not more than usual."

"Have you done a lot of undercover work while you were with the New York agency?"

"Why?"

"If you were lying like this you would have died long before you actually did."

Nico spluttered and the movement made him wince again.

"You still want to insist you are not in pain? I think the only one that didn't notice was that turd who interrogated you."

"You mean they all know?"

"You got whacked on the head with a Colt Python, Domenico. What did you expect would happen?"

Sierra using his full name meant she was seriously worried.

"You know what you need."

"No. Absolutely not. I'm not going to do it. Nuh-huh."

"Do you want to suffer for days to prove a point or take a shot of the liquid that will cure you the fastest?"

Nico couldn't answer that. He wouldn't. If he agreed, then he would have to concede to drinking blood to heal. And that could lead to more things that could go wrong in the future. He couldn't risk it.

"Stubborn ex hunters are the worst patients, I swear."

"What do you mean?"

"Mild blood hangover is better than a multi day concussion, Nico. You forget I have a klutz at home that has given himself more concussions that I can count, and is also a vampire. I swear I'll have to train you all."

Nico smiled. Sierra wasn't a saint herself, but she meant well, and she tried to help.

"It can't get worse than this, I'm sure, Sierra."

Sierra stopped walking and he forced himself to do the same and face her. She had a scowl on her face.

"It can and it will if you let it continue for longer. And if you don't listen to me, I'll go get mi Tío and he can tell you about what happened to Emma's arm."

That sounded scary and Nico gulped.

"Let us help you, Nico. You do not have to suffer."

He huffed a breath. He knew he lost the moment he looked into Sierra's convincing eyes.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it. But not more than the necessary amount of blood, got it?"

"Pinky promise."

Shs actually made him shake hands with pinkies. Other than being troublemakers, Stokers were also weird. But he didn't mind that.

Turning around, Nico noticed the others weren't around anymore. Where the hell did they go?

"They will wait for us at the Rowan house. Robin offered it to all of us, you included. At least it's better than your place."

Nico winced, but this time it wasn't from the headache. He was aware of the fact that he lived in a crappy one bedroom apartment, thanks to how hard it was to find a place to live in because he was a vampire. Not that things were any better if you were human. Going to Rowan house sounded way better than staying in his sad looking place.

"Okay. Anything else you have to tell me before we head out?"

"Not really, but, you do know you got a concussion because you don't have any cushion up there?" She pointed to her hair.

"Oh, shut up." But he was smiling. It was good to have someone in his corner.

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emilitiaennehrt · 9 months

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Chimera Recon XAM

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catierambles · 2 years

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Chimera Ch.4

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Amelia Jones (OFC)

WC 3246 (is a doozy...)

Warnings: Some mentions of previous violence. Smutty smutty smut smut smut (PIV, unprotected sex, yadda yadda. Captain Cunnilingus strikes again!)

@liecastillo still tagging you until you tell me to stop

The tracker moved little over the night, finally coming to a complete standstill and Syverson told the communications officers to let him know if it moved again and not in the direction towards base before leaving the bunker. He thought about confronting her about when they got back in the morning, but that would admit to putting a tracker on their truck to begin with. He had absolutely nothing to go on yet, nothing concrete but a feeling in his gut that something just wasn’t right. The only thing he could do as of right now was keep gathering information, keep talking to his men to see if the mercs talked to them about the area. He considered hiring local help, but they still weren’t trusted in the area and he couldn’t be sure if the local help wouldn’t stab them in the back the moment they got the chance.

Getting back to his office, he locked the door and stripped down to his boxers, falling into the cot against the wall with a hand behind his head. Whatever they were doing out there didn’t sit right with him. Why come out to an area rife with insurgents but then go out to the middle of nowhere and just sit there? What the hell were they looking for out there? Did they have some kind of advanced knowledge of a weapon being hidden out in the desert? If so, why be so secretive about it? Why not just tell him so he could get some men on it and help with the search?

“Fuck.” He muttered, scrubbing his hand over the stubble on his scalp. Speculating would get him nowhere, give him nothing but more questions and no answers. He knew he couldn’t ask Amelia about it, she’d just stonewall him again, and his head wasn’t always north when she was around. Closing his eyes, he forced his mind empty of the many questions and drifted off to sleep.

The next day was uneventful, the humvee coming back shortly after dawn and Amelia and her team locking themselves away in their base as they got some rest. He was getting food from the mess to take back to his office around midday when he saw Chase and…what was his name…Johnson, sitting with a group of his men, their black uniforms standing out against the sea of desert camo. They were smiling wide at something someone said, Johnson giving a laugh and he thought back to the conversation he overheard between Amelia and Locke when she gave him the order to have them buddy up to the soldiers.

“Captain!” One of the men called over, having noticed him watching, “Come on over, Sir!” He thought about it for a moment before deciding “why not” and headed over, the soldiers shuffling to make him a seat.

“How’s it going, gentlemen?” He asked as he sat down, setting his tray down on the table.

“Captain, Johnson was just telling us about an op they ran in…where was it again?”

“Columbia.” Johnson said around a bite of food. “Or damn near close to it to not matter.”

“Right, Columbia.”

“What were you doing down there?” Syverson asked.

“Drugs, what else?” Chase said with a snort.

“Some rich guy hired us to take care of some drug lord that was using trade routes to smuggle people and drugs through the area. They were kidnapping locals and tourists, using them as slave labor or holding them for ransom, one of the tourists they kidnapped was the guys' son on vacation with buddies.” Johnson said.

“That could go sideways a whole lotta ways.” Syverson said and Johnson nodded.

“Probably would have, if Amy hadn’t been there.” He said.

“How so?” Syverson asked.

“Well, we did a little recon, followed one of the shipments back and found the compound and where they were holding the hostages.” Johnson said, “Problem was, they had armed guards on the civilians at all times and sporadic patrol patterns. Real mess, strategically.”

“Sounds like it, shit.” Syverson said, going over in his head how he and his team would have done it.

“Locke suggested that we go in precision style, quick and clean, but there was a chance that they would start killing civvies the moment shit started to hit the fan.” Johnson said, “While our orders were just to make sure the guy’s son stayed alive, we didn’t want a massacre, you know?”

“I gotcha.” Syverson said with a nod, “So where does Amy come into it?”

“She shot down Locke’s idea pretty quickly and put together a plan to get someone on the inside, giving us a home court advantage.”

“Okay, I’m following you.”

“We thought about setting ourselves up as local muscle to be hired, but she shot that down too. Three gringos armed to the teeth looks pretty out of place among the locals, you feel me?” Johnson said and he nodded. “But some ditzy broad throwing around money while on vacation wouldn’t bat an eye.”

“She didn’t.” Syverson said.

“They took it hook, line, and sinker. Grabbed her while she was on the way back to her hotel.” Johnson said proudly.

“How long was she on the inside?” Syverson asked.

“Three days.” Chase said.

“Three days?” He asked and the two mercs nodded. “Shit.”

“While she was in, she sabotaged the security network, fouled up their communications, and made it so no civvie would be caught in the crossfire when we made our entrance, giving them a secure route out.” Johnson said.

“So what happened when you guys finally did?” Syverson asked.

“We breached the outer walls, took out the guards, and hit the main house.” Chase said with a shrug.

“Guy had Amy at knifepoint, using her as a human shield basically.” Johnson said.

“Stupid fucker.” Chase said with a snort.

“Stupid, dead, fucker.” Johnson corrected. “We breached the door, Amy disarmed him and slit his throat.”

“Well, damn.” Syverson said.

“Kid got back to his father and we got our payday.” Johnson said.

“Well done.” Syverson said, digging into his food at long last.

“Thank you very much.” Johnson said, taking a bite of his own.

“Why don’t you boys tell me a little something about yourselves.” Syverson started and they gave him even looks.

“What do you want to know?” Chase asked after a moment.

“How’d you get in this business? Locke is a former Marine, guy’s got “ooh-rah” written all over him. What about you two?” He asked.

“Former Marine also,” Johnson said, “Special Infantry Division. How I met Locke, he recruited me when my commission was up.”

“Chase?”

“Navy Seal.” Chase said simply.

“And Amy?” Syverson asked and they went quiet.

“Board pulled her in.” Johnson said after a moment. “Don’t know where they found her, don’t want to know. When the Board pulls someone in personally, it’s best to not ask questions.”

“I’m just at a loss how a small town high school cheerleader became a mercenary, that’s all.” Syverson said and Johnson pulled a smile.

“Found out about that, did you?” He asked and Syverson gave a smile of his own.

“Brother, I found pictures of her in her uniform.” He said.

“You’ve got to share those.” Johnson said, pointing at him with his fork.

“Share what?” They jumped, looking over to see Amelia with her own tray of food at the head of the table.

“Jesus Christ.” Johnson said, “You’ve got to stop doing that.”

“Never.” She said with a smile and moved around to where Syverson was sitting. “Scoot over.”

“Woman, there’s no--!”

“I said scoot over!” There was some more shuffling as they made her room and she sat down next to him, pressed against him from hip to knee under the table. “Share what?”

“Uh, I was just telling the Captain here about our op down in Columbia.” Johnson said and she groaned.

“Please don’t tell me you told him about that ridiculous outfit you found me in.” She pleaded.

“Pretty sure there wasn’t enough fabric for it to be considered an outfit, there Ames.” Johnson said.

“Oh, really?” Syverson asked, suddenly interested.

“One more word, Johnson, and I’ll kill you in your sleep.” She said and he waved away the threat.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” They fell into companionable chatter after that, sharing stories of their various exploits. Amelia brushed against him every now and then as she ate and talked and after a bit Johnson bumped Chase with his shoulder, moving his head at them, Chase looking at them and snorting in amusement.

“What?” Amelia asked.

“Nothing.” They said in unison and she narrowed her eyes at them.

“We going out tonight, Amy?” Johnson asked, changing the subject, but she shook her head.

“Not tonight.” She said and he nodded. “Well, fellas, it’s been fun, but I have to get back to work.” She got up from her seat, taking her tray with her. “Syverson, talk to you later?”

“You know where I’ll be.” He said, making a point of not looking at her as she walked off.

Later that night, Syverson was in his office, looking over more recon reports when there was a knock on his door.

“Yeah, come in.” He said and looked up when it opened, the corner of his lips pulling into a small smile when he saw Amelia standing there.

“Want some company?” She asked, holding up a bottle of amber liquid and two glasses.

“With an offer like that, how could I refuse?” He said and she gave a small laugh, walking into his office and closing the door behind her. “Lock it.” He said and she gave him a look, but did as she was told, throwing the lock on the door. Going over to the desk, she put the bottle and glasses down and pulled out the cork, pouring a couple fingers into each glass and handing him one. “Cheers.” He said, tapping her glass with his and downing it quickly. “Damn.” He said, looking at the glass, “Where’d you get this?”

“Came with our kit.” She said, sipping hers a bit more slowly as she leaned against his desk.

“Maybe there’s some advantage to the private sector after all.” He said, pouring himself another glass.

“I’ll put in a good word for you.” Amelia said with a snort as she took a sip from her glass. Downing the rest in one go, she put her glass down and walked around the desk, Syverson turning in his chair to look up at her.

“Darlin’, why do you think you didn’t come here to have a drink with me?” He asked.

“You’d be right.” She said and he stood, steering her back against the wall and looming over her. Not taking her eyes from his, she pulled his shirt from his pants and he took the hint, dragging the shirt over his head and throwing it aside. Her eyes moved over his chest and she pushed her hands over the muscled expanse, fingers moving through the hair covering it. “Silas.” She whispered and pulled him down into a kiss, his own hands going to her waist. She squeaked against his lips as he suddenly picked her up, turning around and sitting her on his desk, situating himself between her legs. They parted only so long as it took to pull off her shirt, throwing that aside too and he picked her up again, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to his cot.

Setting her down, he knelt over her, looking at her under him, her hair around her like a halo against his pillow. Her fingers went to his belt and started to undo it, but he stopped her, taking her hands in his.

“Patience, darlin, patience.” He said when she looked at him questioningly. As much as he wanted to rush it and get inside her as quickly as possible, he also wanted to savor her. Her hands went to his arms as he pushed his battle rough palms over her skin, cupping her breasts through the lace bra she wore and squeezing gently. Moving down, he pulled off her boots and socks, discarding them somewhere and pushed his hand up her leg before going back up and undoing her own belt, pulling the pants down her legs and leaving her in her small clothes. “Goddamnit.” He whispered as he looked down at her, the moonlight coming in through the window and lighting her pale skin.

They met again in a kiss, Syverson parting her lips and delving into her mouth with a groan as she held the sides of his face. Reaching under her, he undid the clasps to her bra and pulled it from her, settling over her with her breasts pressed against his chest. Sliding his hand down her back, he pulled her hips up, letting her feel him between her legs. Pulling away from her lips, he stared into her eyes before ducking down, pressing his lips to the side of her throat, her hands sliding down to his back, nails digging into the muscle.

“Silas, please.” She pleaded, “I want you.”

“Patience.” He said against her skin and slid down to her chest, his hands molding her breasts again as he took the tip of one between his lips, laving it with his tongue before moving into the other and blowing gently against her skin, watching the tips pucker and harden. He pressed kisses to her stomach as he held her hips in his hands, and, hooking her small clothes with his fingers, pulled them down her legs and off her body. “Fuck.” He whispered as she lay there for him, spread out like a feast for a starving man. Moving his eyes over her skin, they caught on an ugly scar on her side, the single blemish on an otherwise unmarred expanse. He’d ask her about it later, maybe, if he remembered, but for now he didn’t want to bring up any painful memories.

Parting her legs, he pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, dragging his lips along the soft skin, the smell of her arousal in his nose. Turning his eyes up at her, he found her watching him, eyes dark and lips parted. Keeping her spread, he kept eye contact with her as he lowered his mouth to her, sealing his lips to her core and snaking his tongue through her folds. She fell back against the cot with a moan, her hands going to his head, moving through the dark stubble. Finding the nub at her center, he pressed at it with his tongue before sealing his lips around it and sucking gently. He lapped at her slowly, pulling her between his lips.

“Silas. Silas. Silas.” She said his name in a chant, tugging at his shoulders and he allowed himself to be pulled up, pressing his lips to hers again in a deep kiss. She went to undo his belt again and this time he let her, her fingers making quick work of the buckle and he helped her push his pants down and off along with his boxers. He laid against her again, reveling in the feeling of their bare skin pressed together, his own arousal pressed into her stomach and he wove his fingers in her hair. Pushing a hand down her side, he hooked his fingers behind her knee, pulling her leg around his waist. Reaching down, he took himself in his hand and knelt, almost pulling her into his lap. The tip of him brushed against her and he choked back a moan before he aligned them and pushed forward slowly. Her back arched off the cot as he slid into her, her hands pressing against his stomach. Inch by agonizing inch until he was seated between her hips. He paused for a moment, chest heaving at the feeling of her wrapped around him so tight and warm, gripping him in silk. Falling forward he stayed kneeling, her legs wrapping around his waist as he gathered her in his arms. After a while, her hips started to move, arching up to meet him and he took that as a sign.

He moved slowly at first, hips pulling back before pressing forward again, her whimpers in his ear almost musical. His muscles tightened as he fought the urge to move faster, take her harder. Her teeth sinking into his shoulder is what finally broke him and he surged into her. Picking his head up from her shoulder, he pressed his forehead against hers, looking into her eyes as he picked up speed, almost withdrawing from her completely before joining them again in one fluid movement. Her eyes closed tight as she wrapped herself around him but he pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

“Open your eyes, baby.” He said, “I want to see you.” They opened and with his arms still around her, he turned them so she was over him, his feet planted on the cot as he thrust up into her. Being able to scrape together just enough brain cells, he reached up and pulled the cord for the blinds, covering the window and protecting them from being seen by any passers-by who happened to still be up. Amelia sat up on his hips, rocking against him and he met her movements with his own, hands holding her hips. “Fuck, baby. You look so good right now.”

“Silas, I’m--”

“Me too, take us there darlin.” She rode him hard, leaning back and bracing herself on his thighs. Looking between them, he swore as he watched himself vanish into her, head falling back against his pillow. Pushing up on her mound, he rubbed his thumb against her clit in time with her hips. She started to flutter around him and his jaw clenched at the feeling. Sitting up, he took her in his arms as she rocked in his lap, looking into her eyes again. “Do I feel good?” She nodded, biting down on her bottom lip. “Yeah?” Sweat ran down his back as they moved together. She started stiffening in his arms, her hips jerking against his until her release hit her and she cried out, all tension leaving her. His hand at her tailbone kept her moving even as she clenched and released around him, drawing out her orgasm. With one last upward roll of his hips, he gave out a growl, seating himself in her to the base as he spilled inside her. They clung to each other, breathing loud in the silence of the room, eyes closed. She started pressing featherlight kisses to his face and he smiled, meeting her lips with his in a sweet kiss.

“Silas, I--”

“What, darlin?” He asked but she paused.

“Nothing.” She said after a moment, “Do you want me to stay?”

“Would like nothing better.” He said and took them back down to the cot, swallowing her whimper as he slipped from her with another kiss. Grabbing the blanket that had been folded up on the floor, he pulled it over the both of them as she stretched out along his side, resting on his chest. He laid his hand on her arm draped over him, his thumb moving back and forth over her skin as he settled in. Pressing one last kiss to her forehead, her small giggle making him smile, he relaxed on the cot with a sigh, closing his eyes.

#henry cavill #captain syverson #chimera #my writing

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frogwithapen · 10 months

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If i were to write an FMA Assassins Creed crossover, WHICH I'M NOT! IF LIKE TO FOCUS ON THE FMA EPIC I'M ALREADY WRITING, THANKS!, It would look something like this:

Xerxes would be analogous to the Isu. Both societies are considered ancient history, they both had slavery, there was epic scientific powers we cannot comprehend, both vanished completely in the space of a night marked by cosmic event that happens according to a solar cycle. This makes Ed and Al half Isu-adjacent, but they don't find out until they meet Father...

Trisha was an Assassin for the brotherhood. She wasn't super active with two rambunctious, supernaturally gifted alchemist boys to raise, but she didn't hide it from them either. She taught them the philosophy of the Assassins, if not the actual work.

Technically 2b on my paper, but I'm on mobile and don't know how to indent things. Altaïr is in his post mentor phase at this point, because this is a world's coexist crossover, not a rules of one within the other crossover. So he's doing the travelling sage thing, checking in on otherwise isolated Assassins and meeting their kids, studying Xerxesian artifacts, meditating. He mediates a lot. Primarily on Alchemy, in ways lost since the fall of Xerxes. He does this so hard he becomes capable of (some) circleless Alchemy.

2c. The Auditore family also exists. They're mostly engaged in background politics in Central. Ed and Al love visiting their 'cousins' whenever Trisha's work had them in Central.

2cii. They still put their trust in the wrong people, get framed for treason and semi-publically executed, though. Because this is a merger, not a fix it.

3. Roy Mustang is still Roy Mustang. Independently ideological and trying to change the system from within. He knows nothing about secret orders of Assassins or their enemy organisations.

3b. Madame Christmas, on the other hand, is deeply entrenched. She's an Assassin herself, running her brothel as a safe place and information exchange. It's her who helps smuggle Ezio and Claudia out of Central.

3c. Riza, also, is hiding the existence of Assassins from Roy. She was offered a place with them, but she decided watching this crazy apprentice of her father's was more important.

4. Ed has no compunctions against 'disappearing' corrupt officials. He's got a pocket watch that says he's allowed to do it and everything. That's how that works, right?

As an aside, Ezio's off doing his running around the countryside thing. Turns out the guy who framed his Dad was working for this 'forth Prince of Xing' who wanted an artifact they were keeping safe for Altaïr. It's not the key to immortality, but he's going it will be enough to win the emperor's favour.

4c. Ed totally kills those brothers in the armour in lab five. Yes, they're human. That hasn't stopped Ed yet and he's not going to start hesitating for a couple of death row serial killers.

Actually!

Ed and Al have a different set of values in this, don't they. "We work in the dark to serve the light", "stay your blade from the flesh of innocents".

As much as they miss Trisha, she would probably string them up by their ankles or something if they resurrected her. No human Alchemy attempts for them!

This means that Ed can't do circle Alchemy...

He can fake it, though.

Two people he looks up to can do it, his Teacher and the Mentor, so he knows it's possible. So he hides circles in his clothing, claps to activate them, and tada! Mystery alchemy, a la Kimblee. He's going to kill that guy first chance he gets.

As for Roy, he just happens to walk in while Ed's down an arm for unrelated reasons, Al's experimenting with Xingese remote alkahestry, and there's a mildly suspicious array and blood splatter in the basement. It's easier to let him believe they attempted the taboo than tell him the truth.

(the brotherhood sent him and his assassin master on a recon/training mission to a desert town in the east. They ended up in a fight with a hack of a priest and his hack of a chimera. Ed's arm got mauled and the senior assassin prioritised getting the rest of him back to Pinako over the festering wound in his own gut. The death rites were held in the basement only hours before Roy showed up)

#fanfiction #fullmetal alchemist #assassin's creed #my writings #that's all I've got for now #excuse me while i find my clown makeup

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theironwarsmith · 1 year

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Serpertine

It was a frosty dawn. The thawing ice sparkled on the edges of the valley in the morning sun. Amongst an outcrop of rocks halfway down the valley's eastern side and in the shadows, the Serpentine waited for its prey.

Other members of the cell had waged a deliberate misinformation campaign with the aim to draw a small Imperial Army recon force down this valley, as to ascertain whether the information regarding a rebel base was in the vicinity. The destruction of this force would draw a much larger force away from vital positions.

The Serpentine and the Ghost, a squadron of Sicaran Battle Tanks, were to take up positions on either side of the valley and catch them in the crossfire. The valley centre had little in the way of cover, whilst the rocky sides provided plenty of it. The tanks were covered in specialised cameoline tarps that blended them into their surroundings well. Useless whilst on the move.

Their prey came into sight, a modified Chimera APC equipped with an autocannon on the turret, two light IFVs with around five troops inside each and a final motorised squad, ten soldiers mounted in an armoured truck.

The commander of the Serpentine monitored the convoy, using his magnoculars to pick out any threats. +++The Chimera should be neutralised first, there is a missile launcher in the motorised squad, the IFVs have twin-linked heavy stubbers. Leave a survivor from the motorised squad if possible.+++ The order was sent across the voxnet, an affirmative response marked their receipt. The countdown began.

The twin accelerator autocannons spat forth shells at terrific velocities, tearing the turret and the driver's compartment of the lead Chimera asunder from both sides. As the rear hatch opened, the IFVs darted to either side of the road with one dipping into the river next to it.

The armoured truck was next to go, with one Sicaran pummelling the cab to shreds as the other tore apart the open air troop compartment, mangling the soldiers within. The return fire from the IFVs was pitiful, wild and poorly aimed.

Synchronised explosions were the death knell of the IFVs as they received their own barrage of fire from the far superior Sicarans.

A head poked out briefly from the smoking hatch of the wrecked Chimera, looking towards the outcrop where the Serpentine was hidden. A moment later the top hatch sprung open and three battered looking soldiers popped up with a large heavy weapon. A series of intense bursts of light and energy shot up. 'A multi-laser. A multi-laser.' the commander amusingly thought to himself. A stray energy beam hit the front armour, doing nothing but tinting the paint a shade darker. The four heavy bolters of the Serpentine took aim and, along with its acclerator autocannons, they reduced the wrecked Chimera and its contents to scrap and burnt meat chunks.

#warhammer #warhammer 40k #warhammer 40000 #w40k #40k #warhammer 30k #warhammer 30000 #horus heresy #alpha legion #xx legion #30k #sicaran battle tank #sicaran #imperial army #chimera apc #chimera

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charonfaustinus · 1 year

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POV: You talk to him about hanging out for a night, alone on your bedroom. "Uhhh, can we discuss about that later?"

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#Blender #Chimera Recon #military #bird #robot #avian #exlitry

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dragonofthestone · 1 month

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Alternate Chimera version of Tim and becoming part of the Devil's Nest;

Tim after escaping from Creta/Amestris Lab has since been picked up and carted around as part of a traveling circus/side show.

Advertised of course as the lizard man or something.

Occasionally attracts some military attention but thry te s to move off quick enough to avoid getting to much attention or anything.

Of course hearing word of this when it stops near Dublith Greed wants to check it out send Martel Dol and Bido out to recon and gather info/ check things out.

Thus discovering a caged Chimera

#thoughts #all the aus man

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spd-magenta-ranger · 9 months

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Transformers Resurrection: True Chaotics

What dey plannin? When Dawnbringer and Sideeye eye each other like this, you know chaos will soon follow. They awoke back to back and are particularly close; think Cherri and Angel Dust in Hazbin Hotel. They love to cause chaos, race each other, blow stuff up, shoot stuff up, then relax and paint each other's nails and watch action anime together. Fire and lightning are both offensive elements and mix quite well together. And together they're the ground recon speedsters of the Chimeras.

"I say, (spins handgun in hand) we get a little up close and personal." "You can't fight up close and personal to save your life!" "Oh shush! I'm improving!" "So you say. (unsheathes arm blades) You electrify the air and I give em a baptism by fire?" "(smirks) We'll be home before dinner."

Enjoy! Transformers: Hasbro

#transformers #transformers g1 #transformers au #humanization #hasbro #transformers generation one #takara tomy #original character #originalcharacters #ocs #ocartwork #chaotic neutral #sideeyedoestheirnailsandisproudofit #fire #electricity #wholesomefriendship #whowantstohearthemsingaddict

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theowlhousefanboy · 2 years

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Great Video Games That Need To Be Ported/Relisted on Steam and/or GOG These Days.

The Operative: No One Lives Forever - GotY Edition and NOLF 2: A Spy in H.A.R.M.’s Way.

Transformers: War of Cybertron and Fall of Cybertron.

Oni (by Bungie Studios).

Myth: The Fallen Lords and Myth II: Soulblighter+Chimera.

Tom Clancy’s Ghost Recon expansion packs Desert Siege and Island Thunder.

Tom Clancy’s Rainbow Six expansion pack Eagle Watch, RSII: Rogue Spear+Urban Operations, Covert Ops Essentials,and Black Thorn, and RSIII: Raven Shield expansion pack Iron Wrath.

Aliens versus Predator 2 (by Monolith Productions).

Battlefield 1942+The Road to Rome and Secret Weapons of WWII, Battlefield 2+Special Forces, Euro Force, and Armored Fury, and Battlefield 2142+Northern Strike (with all their official multiplayer servers fully restored).

American McGee’s Alice and Alice: Madness Returns.

Black & White+Creature Isle and B&W 2+Battle of the Gods.

Freelancer.

Star Wars: Rogue Squadron II - Rogue Leader (maybe even RSIII: Rebel Strike).

Peter Jackson’s King Kong: The Official Game of the Movie.

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yugiohcardsdaily · 3 years

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Posted Cards Master Post - 21

October 2018

Orphegel Core (Japanese)

Orphegel Diver (Japanese)

Orphegel Einsatz (Japanese)

Orphegel Galatea (Japanese)

Orphegel Longirsu (Japanese)

Orphegel Orchestrion (Japanese)

Orphegel Prime (Japanese)

Orphegel Schereton (Japanese)

Crusadia Arboria

Crusadia Draco

Crusadia Equimax

Crusadia Leonis

Crusadia Magius

Crusadia Maximus

Crusadia Power

Crusadia Reclusia

Crusadia Regulex

Crusadia Revival

Crusadia Vanguard

Guardian Angel Joan

Noble Knight Joan

Artorigus, King of the Noble Knights

Avalon

Glory of the Noble Knights

Gwenhwyfar, Queen of Noble Arms

Ignoble Knight of Black Laundsallyn

Ignoble Knight of High Laundsallyn

Isolde, Two Tales of the Noble Knights

Lady of the Lake

Last Chapter of the Noble Knights

Merlin

Noble Arms - Arfeudutyr

Noble Arms - Caliburn

Noble Arms - Excaliburn

Noble Arms - Gallatin

Noble Arms of Destiny

Noble Knight Artorigus

Noble Knight Bedwyr

Noble Knight Borz

Noble Knight Brothers

Noble Knight Drystan

Noble Knight Eachtar

Noble Knight Gawayn

Noble Knight Gwalchavad

Noble Knight Medraut

Noble Knight Peredur

Sacred Noble Knight of King Artorigus

Battlin' Boxer Big Bandage

Battlin' Boxer Cheat Commissioner

Battlin' Boxer Counterpunch

Battlin' Boxer Glassjaw

Battlin' Boxer Headgeared

Battlin' Boxer Lead Yoke

Battlin' Boxer Rabbit Puncher

Battlin' Boxer Rib Gardna

Battlin' Boxer Shadow

Battlin' Boxer Sparrer

Battlin' Boxer Switchitter

Battlin' Boxer Veil

Battlin' Boxing Spirits

Jolt Counter

Last Counter

Number 79: Battlin' Boxer Nova Kaiser

Number 105: Battlin' Boxer Star Cestus

Number C105: Battlin' Boxer Comet Cestus

Gouki Bearhug

Gouki Deathmatch (Japanese)

Gouki Destroy Ogre (Japanese)

Gouki Face Turn

Gouki Headbatt

Gouki Jet Ogre (Japanese)

Gouki Moonsault

Gouki Octostretch

Gouki Re-Match

Gouki Heel Ogre

Gouki Ringtrainer

Gouki Riscorpio

Gouki Suprex

Gouki Tagpartner

Gouki the Giant Ogre

Gouki the Master Ogre

Gouki Thunder Ogre

Gouki Twistcobra

Dystopia the Despondent

DZW - Chimera Clad

Halfway to Forever

Light Wing Shield

Number 39: Utopia Beyond

Number 39: Utopia Roots

Number 39: Utopia

Number 93: Utopia Kaiser

Number 98: Antitopian

Number 99: Utopic Dragon

Number C39: Utopia Ray

Number C39: Utopia Ray V

Number C39: Utopia Ray Victory

Number F0: Utopic Future

Number F0: Utopic Future - Rising Sun Future Slash (Japanese)

Number S0: Utopic Zexal

Number S39: Utopia Prime

Number S39: Utopia the Lightning

Rank-Down-Magic Numeron Fall

Release Reverse Burst

Reverse Breaker

Rising Sun Slash

Shining Hope Road

SZW - Fenrir Sword

The Door of Destiny

Utopia Buster

Utopian Aura

V Salamander

Xyz Agent

Xyz Change Tactics

ZS - Vanish Sage

ZW - Asura Strike

ZW - Eagle Claw

ZW - Leo Arms

ZW - Lightning Blade

ZW - Phoenix Bow

ZW - Sleipnir Mail

ZW - Tornado Bringer

ZW - Ultimate Shield

ZW - Unicorn Spear

Beat, Bladesman Fur Hire

Bravo, Fighter Fur Hire

Donpa, Marksman Fur Hire

Dyna, Hero Fur Hire

Fandora, the Flying Furtress

Helmer, Helmsman Fur Hire

Mayhem Fur Hire

Rafale, Champion Fur Hire

Recon, Scout Fur Hire

Sagitta, Maverick Fur Hire

Seal, Strategist Fur Hire

Training Fur Hire, Fur All Your Training Needs

Wiz, Sage Fur Hire

Dinomight Knight, the True Dracofighter

Dinoster Power, the Mighty Dracoslayer

Disciples of the True Dracophoenix

Draco Face-Off

Dragonic Diagram

Dreiath III, the True Dracocavalry General

Forge of the True Dracos

Ignis Heat, the True Dracowarrior

Ignister Prominence, the Blasting Dracoslayer

Lector Pendulum, the Dracoverlord

Luster Pendulum, the Dracoslayer

Majester Paladin, the Ascending Dracoslayer

Majesty Maiden, the True Dracocaster

Mariamne, the True Dracophoenix

Master Peace, the True Dracoslayer

Master Peace, the True Dracoslaying King

Master Pendulum, the Dracoslayer

Metaltron XII, the True Dracombatant

True Draco Apocalypse

#not duel monsters #october 2018 #ygo cd posted list #long post //

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