#non canon husbandry
Note
Barn Anon. Here's another one, my foot is numb cuz dog's sleeping on my lap and I can't move.
Pregnant? His human is pregnant? Gabriel nearly knocks his human over when he rushes to hug her. She's crying? Don't cry, unless it's out of happiness. He purrs and kisses her cheeks, he plucks the pregnancy tests from her hands to look at the results himself. They've made something! Would it be a boy or a girl? He's torn. He's had brothers for the bulk of his life but a little girl that looks exactly like his human?
He purrs happily and peppers her with kisses, good little human, he'll take care of her as her pregnancy progresses. He'll handle all the housework so she can rest and focus on growing their child. Their little miracle. Perhaps it's not as much a surprise to him as it is to her. He is aware of a few of his battle brothers with bonded humans that are "single mothers" with little ones that look suspiciously to those Blood Angels. Maybe it is mostly his fault for not using protection when he's fully aware of this possible end result. But... this can be a little surprise from him to her right?
He rumbles as his human mutters about needing to set up check ups and a nursery. He can handle the nursery, can he go with her for her check ups?
Set after Gabriel's Valentines day special
You feel your leg bounce as you rub the barely visible bulge on your stomach. You know exactly who the father is... given that he was the last person you had sex with. Gabriel coos to your softly sitting on the floor next to you trying his best to comfort you. Oh God you were an Astartes-fucker... and you got pregnant! He rubs your hand as he is certainly feeling your panic rising.
Gabriel should feel guilty as there was a possibility of getting his dear human pregnant but he just wanted to show her how much he loved her and was this not also the greatest way for him to show his love? His eyes flick over to the nurse as she calls her last name and he helps her up.
"Emotional Support Astartis?" She says with a smile and you just nod.
"Yeah I'm a mess of emotions right now." You say softly replying as you worry about people finding out... would someone try to take your kid?
"Well you've got your big guy. Lie down please." You obey and she tucks some of those hospital paper around you and some tucked into the top of your pants as cold get is rubbed on your stomach.
Gabriel watched just cooing happily but internally he was doing his mental checkmarks... he would have to tell the acting chapter master what he had done and then the chief apothecary would want to look her over... and then the small coven of alpha legion that is friendly with the legion? Were they basically a legion again? Either way they would make sure no one suspected anything.
You gasped seeing the blurry blobby mess that was your fetus? kid? You just were surprised to even see something perhaps you were hoping to be told no it was no longer there. You look over at Gabriel and you can tell he's holding his breath his eyes focused on the screen just looking over the little blurry blob with you. You wonder if they would have his red hair...
The visit goes well as you hand Gabriel the ultrasound picture... it doesn't look like much but... you can tell it means a lot to him. For Gabriel as he looks down at the little photo. Of course, the Apothecary would be able to get a clearer picture of their child but he didn't know why... but this was something he was going to cherish.
@egrets-not-regrets @liar-anubiass-blog @barn-anon @bleedingichorhearts
#warhammer 40k#reply#answer#barn anon#tales from the barn#non canon husbandry#aftermath of sex#pregancy#the consequences of creation and love#the consequences of not using protection
37 notes
·
View notes
Text
𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝕾𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙:
𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: So uh… how we doing today?
𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams,@egrets-not-regrets.
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗:
Viață mică - Little Life (Romanian)
Viață - Life (Romanian)
𝕬𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖉𝖌𝖊: If you are under the age of 18. Shoo! Go away! Skedaddle! Why you reading this in the first place? Be 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 for/of yourself.
TW // SMUT/NSFW, Language, Filth, Google Translation.
Returning home, I threw my keys onto the counter and started to take off my coat and placed it over the leather couch. Swiping up some mail from the same counter.
I sighed and started to flip through it. Stopping for just a second to take off my shoes, using the counter as support. I wondered where Amadeus was as he usually greeted me at the door like usual. His mock helmet nuzzling against the top of my head, brightening up my day just a little bit brighter when he would greet me so sweetly.
Placing the mail off to the side. I started to take off my shirt next. Figuring if I was alone I could partly streak my own home for a moment and gather my clothing back when I was done taking my planned shower.
Throwing my shirt off to the side, near the leather couch. I made quick work of my pants, unbuttoning them and throwing my pants off to the side on the couch too when I wiggled them off.
Taking the mail from the counter again. I slowly made my way down the hallway and passed a spare living room that I had to do a double take at. My heart jumping in my chest at the split second dark flash I saw until I realized it was just Amadeus.
A very, very needy looking Amadeus.
My god, wasn’t he a sight to see.
The curtains were closed blocking most of the sunlight, but there was this streak of light coming through, creating a god-like glow on his pale naked skin. His most prominent scar going across his chest lining up with the angled sun streak. His lean body leaning back on the love sofa. He huffed, his chest rising up in down quickly. His c*ck twitching against his body, producing some prec*m off the tip. Was he…?
Maybe that shower can wait.
Amadeus tried taking multiple cold showers, but it simply wasn’t enough for his heated skin. He doesn't know really why he was so hot, so needy. It wasn’t like him to be so sexually high. He tried taking care of his sudden erection, c*ming once, twice, then thrice by his hand, but it pained him more than anything, like he was endlessly edging himself. It just wasn’t enough for him. He needed something more.
His eyes snapped open when the scent of his viață mică reached his nose. His mouth falling open to capture more of her scent while he leaned forward on the sofa. His c*ck pulsing at the sight of his viață mică half naked at his waist.
He watched with half lidded eyes as she placed her hands on his thighs, slowly running her fingers up and down them as she cooed at him. Flushing her chest up against his c*ck. The skin against skin contact making his body ignite even more. A strangled groan rumbling through his chest while he clutched the sides of the sofa, creating an indent in them with his nails.
Throne, this is what he needed. He needed his viață mică to take care of him and his aching c*ck.
He felt like he was in paradise. The need was still strong, but it was pleasurable and it didn’t cause him much discomfort as it did with his hands.
He felt himself twitch, her hands taking the bottom of his length and slowly tracing his prec*m all the way up to his tip before her warm mouth opened up, cooing up at him before wrapping around him.
He nearly thrusted up into her mouth. Another groan falling from his lips, crushing the arm of the soft he gripped onto, by the Emperor.
Her tongue swirled around his tip. Then bobbed her head up and down. A sinful squelch sounding out. Her hands sliding up and down his V line and thighs. Throne, it was all too much, but it wasn’t enough at the same time. He needed more. He needed to be inside his viață mică.
Bringing his hand forward, he gently took her by the throat after she popped off his c*ck for a breath. Surprising his little bonded as she jumped in his hold while he came forward and pressed his lips against her swollen lips. Tasting his needy self on her tongue.
Slowly, he urged his little bonded down to the animal skinned rug beneath them. His lips slowly working his way down her body. Listening to how her breath hitched and her heart beat pick up its pace. His fangs itching to mark her up, to draw blood from that soft flesh of hers. To taste the sweetness of her blood and c*nt.
“Ești prea dulce pentru mine, viață mică(You are too sweet for me, little life.)” He groaned, kissing the inside of her thigh. Suckling a little there while he watched her squirm beneath his touches; his affections. “Dându-te mie.(Giving yourself to me.)”
“I-I hope that means you're enjoying yourself.” She stammered beneath him as he hummed, moving her panties to the side and wrapped his arms around her thighs. His hands softly pressing against her soft stomach, keeping her in place while his tongue slithered out of his mouth, pulling his little viaţă close, a squeak leaving her shuddering body.
Twisting and thrusting his tongue. He listened to the many pretty little noises his little viață made. Her thighs coming in and closing around his head as he ignored how his c*ck was aching for release. He needed to feast, to taste the sweetness before he would stuff his c*ck right inside of her tight c*nt.
He kept the top of her body still on the ground as she cried out. The rest of legs locking around his head as he let her ride out her climax on face. Lapping up anything her delicious, throbbing core would give him.
“Throne, Aș putea să te mănânc toată ziua.(I could eat you all day.)” He mumbled, dragging his lips back up his viață mică body. His hands dragging up the sides of her body and arms. Tugging off her bra while he was at it.
“I hope… you are paying for that.” She huffed, his lips meeting hers once more. His c*ck twitching underneath him while he dragged his hands up her arms, pinning them up above her head.
“Îți dau tot ce vrei, mica mea viață.(I give you everything you want, my little life.)” He spoke, nuzzling his little bonded head before dragging his lips down her face. “Ți-aș da orice de-al meu(I would give you anything of mine.)”
“Ți-aș da viața mea( I would give you my life.)” He admitted, vowed. Kissing her cheek bone. “Ți-aș da sângele meu.(I would give you my blood.)” He kissed her shoulder. “Fiii și fiicele noastre.(Our sons and daughters.)” He purred, running his fangs over her throat, making her shiver beneath him. “Viitorul nostru.(Our future.)”
She gasped beneath him. The simple noise pleasing his ears. His fangs drawing blood from her while he inched himself closer and closer to her tight core. A moan rumbling out of his chest.
He rolled his hips slowly; deeply. The unholy squelch of their hips coming together and their gasps and huffs staining each other’s heated skin. Bodies desperately trying to get closer to one another with each thrust, with each beat of their heart’s.
Truly, his little viaţă was too sweet to him.
Amadeus groaned, nearing his own climax after making his mica viata c*m multiple times on his c*ck before he did. The moon resting between the curtains now.
His lips rose off her skin to stop drinking from his little weakened viaţă, but her hand slid from his own, dragging up his arm and wrapping up and around his head. Threading her fingers through his hair before gripping at it, urging him to drink more.
A deep moan came out of his lips. His c*ck pulsing inside of her as he couldn’t help, but drink some more of her blood. Her whimpering command clear to him.
He didn’t stop when he climaxed himself, his hips slowly grinding back into his little bonded. His head lifting up from her shoulder to lap at the deep mark he created, making sure there wasn’t an ounce of wasted blood on her precious skin.
Throne, he wasn’t finished with his viață mică yet. He still has a lot more to give to his mica viata. He could feel it.
Though, he doesn’t really know what got into him, wanting to breed his mica viata, but he wasn’t really complaining if it had her yearning for him while he drank her sweet blood from her and f*cked her.
Touching his own head against her own. He kept moving his hips into her coated walls. Licking her blood off of his lips as he enjoyed the little sounds she gave him.
#warhammer 40k#space marine husbandry sentience#fanfiction#oneshot#x reader#reader insert#blood angel#oc: amadeus#mating press march#tw: yandere#tw: smut#non-canon? but like not#it’s resting between#I hope the translation was readable…#rip animal rug
51 notes
·
View notes
Text
You watch as Gabriel sits with your nephew, the two of them playing with your nephew's toys. You didn't know your Blood Angel was so good with kids. You've heard that Blood Angels in general were one of the best to leave children with without any worry but wow, he's almost a natural.
Gabriel managed to pull a shy giggle from your nephew. Your nephew is the shyest of the kids, yet Gabriel managed to get him comfortable enough that the two of them are playing together now. You sigh softly. It's a shame that Space Marines don't reproduce. (or at least that's what governments say) You think Gabriel would be absolutely adorable with a little baby Space Marine.
Well, not that anyone knows what a "baby Space Marine" looks like. But they gotta have a baby stage right? Surely they can't just pop into the world as a fully formed adult?
You look up when your nephew suddenly jumps up and you spot his parents. Gabriel is quick to return to your side, soft happy croons as he hugs you tightly. You completely miss how he looks on longingly at your nephew and his parents.
Tagged: @kit-williams • @egrets-not-regrets • @bleedingichorhearts
i think this will be non canon?? idk what to put this
#Gabriel the Blood Angel#space marine husbandry sentience#space marine husbandry#warhammer 40k#non canon
31 notes
·
View notes
Text
Holiday Compilation
~*~
💙A forgotten pair of gloves by myhouseofstoneyourivygrows (M, 43k, wangxian, LWJ & LSZ & WWX, LXC & NMJ, modern, anxiety attacks, implied/referenced rape/non-con, implied/referenced past child abuse, hurt/comfort, light angst, yunmeng sibling dynamics, not Jiang clan friendly, chronic illness, adoption, fluff, happy ending, hopeful end for jiang sibs, Christmas) — this fic has unfortunately been deleted
with peaceful wings unfurled by sunflowersfield (T, 9k, WangXian, Modern AU, Christmas, College/University, Fluff, Falling In Love, Getting Together, Happy Ending, Minor Character Death, (Lan Qiren passes away before the story begins), Grief/Mourning, First Dates, First Kiss)
Close to the Truth by Winglesss (M, 14k, WangXian, Modern AU, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Party, Ugly Holiday Sweaters, Romantic Comedy, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fluff and Angst, Homophobia, Tooth-Rotting Fluff)
he gets under your skin by Skadiseven (M, 87k, WangXian, Inspired By While You Were Sleeping (1995), Modern AU, Accidental Engagement, Chicago (City), wangxian's tendency to self-sacrifice, Christmas, Mutual Pining, There's A LOT of Musical References, Slow Burn, Angst with a Happy Ending)
Do You Feel What I Feel? by istartedtheapocalypse (M, 33k, WangXian, Modern AU, Kid Fic, kid fic ish, wangxian in a hallmark christmas movie but hornier, and with slightly more plot and angst, the background XiYao has lighter than canon levels of toxicity but it is still a lil toxic, Holidays, Christmas)
The Maine Thing (Is That You Send A Card) by Comfect (T, 16k, WangXian, Modern AU, Romance, Excessive Use of Rom-Com Tropes, Inspired by Hallmark Christmas Movies, Meet-Cute, Snowed In, Slow Burn, But Not That Slow A Burn, finding yourself, Cozy, Libraries)
A Very Hallmark Untamed Christmas by User_Shay_Wade (M, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, Small Town, Attempt at Humor, Reference to anal sex, Inspired by Hallmark Christmas Movies)
hurry down my chimney tonight by gusuvibes (G, 20k, WangXian, Modern AU, dad!lwj, WWX and JC are Santa's Elves, Holiday Setting, A-Yuan is too smart for his own good, Fluff and Humor, NHS is a pimp, but not literally, Happy Ending, Surprise Santas, Christmas)
The Mistletoe Virgin by Vamillepudding (G, 12k, WangXian, Modern AU, Romantic Comedy, Friends to Lovers, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Deaf LWH, Christmas)
💖 sweet chaos by eachandeverydimension (G, 86k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Canon Divergence, Fluff, Romance, Light Angst, Falling In Love, Different First Meeting, Qīnghéng-jūn's A+ Parenting, Night Hunts, Chinese Language, Good Sibling LXC, Good Sibling JYL, POV LWJ, Getting Together, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Chinese Culture, Slow Burn, No Homophobia AU, Chinese festivals)
"Congratulations, Get Rich" by Attila (T, 9k, WangXian, Modern AU, Chinese New Year, sibling shenanigans, Dumbasses, Humor)
An Accurate (Anachronic) Jianghu Christmas Carol by Mikkeneko (T, 7k, Minor WangXian, Inspired by A Christmas Carol, Crack, Christmas Crack, Breaking the Fourth Wall) - Dickens fusion; a lot of the fun comes from the MDZS characters remaining stubbornly themselves while shoehorned into the Christmas Carol roles, and lampshading the incompatibility of the crossover—and the author reminds us of the inherent hilarity of Dickens’ original prose
Cornday by Lan_zhans, WangXianPatriarch (T, 2k, WangXian, Pining WWX, Fluff, Tickling, Teasing, Flirting, Halloween, POV Alternating, Canon Compliant, Post-Canon) - WWX’s birthday plans are disrupted by a night hunt that involves chasing a haunted scarecrow through a maize field
Tips on Rabbit Husbandry by Full_Metal_Ox (G, 329, WangXian, Fluff, Rabbits, Extended Metaphors, Animal Metaphors, Easter (?)) - posted on Easter Sunday 2019; pet rabbit care as an extended metaphor for Wangxian’s relationship
Praying for Cleverness by x_los (G, 3k, WangXian, Female WWX, Qixi, Gender Changes, Always a Different Sex, Accidental Marriage, Marriage, Festivals, Holidays, Awkwardness, Fist Fights, Pining, Crushes, Sisters, Episode 7)
definitions of home by sasamelons (G, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, Modern: No Powers, Childhood Friends, Growing Up, Diaspora, Parent-Child Relationship, Sibling Bonding, Chinese New Year, Chinese Food, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Family Fluff, Family Feels)
what part of party don't you understand by wildwestwind (T, 1k, WangXianNing, Modern AU, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Cultural Differences, Trans Female WWX, Kid Fic)
Wish on a Dandelion by Cupids_arrow (G, 5k, XiCheng, WangXian, Modern AU, Qixi, Established Relationship, Self-Esteem Issues, First Dates, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Sad and Sweet, Romantic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff)
if nothing else (let's dance under the stars) by EllaYuki (G, 865, WangXian, Qixi, Fluff, Post-Canon, LWJ POV)
Preparing the Soil by Rynne (T, 26k, wangxian, post-canon, established relationship, family issues, Chinese holidays, Chinese New Year, not JC friendly)
A Flower in Bloom (or Wei Wuxian Crashes a Party) by UmbrellaMartialGod (E, 30k, WangXian, Post-Canon, Crossdressing, Humor, Fluff and Smut, Established Relationship, Festivals, Dancer WWX, Insecurity, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Porn with Feelings, mild possessive behavior, New Year)
Let Food Be Your Medicine by bigolegay (M, 9k, WangXian, mid-autumn festival, Baking, Food as a Metaphor for Love, WWX centric, Minor Original Character(s), mooncakes, Caiyi Town, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans, Kissing, Food as a Vessel for Grief, JYL in flashbacks/thoughts) - Mid-Autumn Festival; WWX, wishing to present LWJ with lotus seed cakes, learns mooncake-making from Gusu villagers; a lengthy exercise in Food Porn, with detailed descriptions of the cooking process
藕断丝连 by RoseThorne (G, 458, WangXian, LSZ & LWJ, Grief/Mourning, Memory Loss, Memories, POV Third Person, POV LSZ, Rituals, lotuses, Qingming Festival)
Christmas Star by LadyVamp (E, 45k, WangXian, XiCheng, XuanLi, Modern AU, Romance, Inspired by Hallmark Christmas Movies, Christmas Fluff, Romantic Comedy, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Smut, Misunderstandings, Happy JC, Eventual Smut)
To heal and nurture by Aki_no_hikari (G, 11k, wangxian, post-canon, memories, married couple, fluff, festivals, healing, light angst, TGCF Crossover, fictional village harvest festival in honor of Yushi Huang, probably amounting to Mid-Autumn Festival)
WangXian Christmas Stories by @mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess
see you yesterday by glyphic (M, 138k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Modern with Magic, Ghost Hunters, Time Loop, Case Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Memory Loss, Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn, Halloween)
5 TOTALLY TRUE STORIES OF THE YILING PATRIARCH TO TURN YOUR HAIR WHITE!!!!! (and one story that actually happened) by dragonofeternal (T, 2k, LSZ & WWX, Parody, Crack, Listicle, slander, 5+1 Things, Fluff, Ghosts, Hungry Ghost Festival in the +1)
merry christmas ya filthy animal by belovedmuerto (T, 7k, XuanLi, WangXian, Modern AU, Family, Southern California, Christmas)
The Joy of Storytelling / 桃花運 by Irrelevancy (G, 4k, Songxiao; modern AU, Kid Fic, Daycare, Qixi, Mutual Pining, single dad!SL, canonically horrible storytelling XXC)
Qingming by hanbunnotsuki (G, 2k, WangXian, Traditions, Qingming festival)
clear and bright | 清明 by queerebrum (G, 1k, JingZhen, Qingming Festival, Post-Canon, Orphans, Public Display of Affection, Grief/Mourning, these tags are scary, i promise it's soft)
覆水难收 (spilled water cannot be reclaimed) by fieryrondo (T, 3k, JC & WWX, grief/mourning, canonical character death, 2nd person pov, musical instruments, character study, JC centric, Qingming, Hungry Ghost Festival)
if you sing deck the halls one more time i'll deck your face by lao_you_tiao (T, 1k, 3zun, JC, JL, and WWX, modern, fluff & humor, Christmas)
Trash_Candy_XU’s whole MDZS tag is a series of holiday shortfics following Wangxian through the 2020 calendar: character birthdays as well as both Chinese and Western holidays.
The Gift Exchange by tellthemstories (T, 10k, WangXian, Modern AU, modern cultivator au, they’re all teachers, gift exchanges, Denial of Feelings, everyone knows, Christmas)
Harvest Festival Times Two by theleakypen (G, 2k, Wens & WWX, MXY & WWX, MM & WWX, Modern AU, New York City, technically also a college au but that barely matters, Sukkot | Tabernacles, mid-autumn festival, Extended Families, Synagogue-Assigned Party Guests, Chinese Jewish Characters, Best Friends, Background Relationships) - diasporic Chinese Jewish Wen Remnants host a joint Sukkot/Mid-Autumn Festival
a good night | full heart full belly by frostferox (G, 2k, WangXian, Modern AU, Hanukkah, Wangxian adopts MXY)
Reclamation (where you can see the glow) by theLoyalRoyalGuard (G, 3k, LXC & LWJ, Post-Canon, Hanukkah, fluff and feelings, Family Feels) - the Twin Jades, going through their mother’s effects, learn that she was Jewish
The Fellow-Travelers by Val Mora (valmora) (G, 944, Slice of Life, written for Hanukkah) - SL and XXC are invited to share a campfire by some traveling OC Jewish mystics (who use the terms “Dao” and “cultivators” in a code-switching sense
Summer's End by flowercity (FaoriE) (M, 3k, WangXian, Fae & Fairies, Mutual Pining, Wet Dream, very vaguely described, Samhain, birthday fic)
sweet as the winter sun by Joythea (G, 1k, WangXian, Fluff, Post-Canon, Canon Compliant, Secret Santa, Winter Solstice, Domestic Fluff, Post-Canon Fluff, Making Tangyuan together, Eating Together, Tooth-Rotting Fluff)
Fun With The Easter Bunny by WangXian4Ever77 (E, 4k, WangXian, XuanLi, Modern AU, LWJ as the Easter Bunny, Easter Egg Hunt, tail pulling, Butt Squeezing, Annoyed Easter Bunny, Easter Bunny Kink, Fluff and Smut, Humor, Rabbit Puns, sneaky WWX, Playful Lying, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Kissing, Rope Bondage, Rough Sex)
Sisters of the Moon by honeylotus (E, 9k, WangXian, Semi-Public Sex, Fix-It of Sorts, Fisting, f/f Wangxian, Winter Solstice (Wiccan/Pagan))
yeh ladka hai allah by teorusu (G, 18k, WangXian, Modern AU, Islam, Islamic References, muslims in omegaverse, A/B/O Dynamics, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Misunderstandings, Omega LWJ, Alpha WWX, contrary to popular belief : this is sfw, Banter, Scenting, Fluff, Eid, Ramadan)
We Wish You A Logical Christmas by little_ogre (M, 9k, WangXian, Star Trek AU, Mutual Pining, Happy Ending, Going to Vulcan for Christmas, WWX is Vulcan, LWJ is human, what could go wrong, Pon Farr)
It’s the Great Pumpkin, Lan JingYi by DragonsPhoenix (G, <1k, LJY, linus van Pelt, Peanuts crossover, developing friendship, halloween, Great Pumpkin)
A Koi Tower Christmas by East_Of_Akkala, glitterlessgold490 (T, 14k, WIP, MM/QS, XuanLi, Modern AU, POV MY, POV MXY, POV QS, POV JZX, MXY has ADHD, Sugar gliders, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Homophobia, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Humor, Crack and Angst, Child JL, holiday parties, Himbo JZX, Most of the Trigger Warnings in This Story are JGS, Past Infidelity, Ableism, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Christmas)
Tofurkey Day by East_Of_Akkala & glitterlessgold490 (T, 10k, LXC/JGY, LXC/NMJ, pre-3zun, wangxian, modern, diasporic AU, humor, crack, polyamory, secret relationship, brotherly love, sibling dynamics of all sorts, WWX has ADHD, autistic LWJ, smart NHS, Thanksgiving (U.S.) ) Extended family Thanksgiving dinner at the Lans’, with personality, dietary, and political clashes, little kids, pets running amuck, and the characters being themselves Up To Eleven.
Ornaments Under the Stars by trippednfell (M, 6k, wangxian, modern, inspired by hallmark christmas movies, kid fic, disabled character, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, WIP)
I Want to Spend this Christmas with You! by cheese_fish (G, 4k, wangxian, modern, christmas, fluff)
another ghost walks down the hall by isshun (G, 2k, wangxian, modern, hurt/comfort, Hungry Ghost Festival, Chinese rites & rituals)
forever can never be long enough for me by isshun (T, 12k, LWJ & JYL, wangxian, modern, established relationship, food as a metaphor for love, Winter Solstice (Dongzhi), hurt/comfort, bonding, loving WWX hours)
Five Shades of Home by DrPanda99 (G, 13k, WangXian, Chinese New Year, Grief/Mourning, Introspection, Hurt/Comfort, Homecoming, WWX's Canonical Self-Esteem Issues, Domesticity, Yunmeng Brothers Reconciliation, (or at least the start of it), Good Uncle LQR, Post-Canon)
The Nines of Winter by ArcadianMaggie (E, 13k, WangXian, Modern AU, Dongzhi, Snowed In, Sharing a Bed, Hot Cocoa, Getting Back Together, home for the holidays, Puppy rescue, Panic Attacks, LWJ's Pet Rabbits, maybe just a tiny bit of angst, Fluff and Smut, and family feels, Hand Jobs, Kissing, First Time)
Make My Wish Come True by justpeace (T, 9k, wangxian, modern cultivation, gender changes, fem wangxian, Christmas, fake/pretend relationship, sharing a bed, case fic, getting together, angst, butch LWJ)
Fall in Love with me this Christmas by Bldreaming (Not Rated, 24k, WangXian, Modern AU, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, Christmas wedding, JYL Lives, Good Sibling JYL, JYL and JZX Live, Married XuanLi, man of honor wwx, Best woman Minamian, Reunions, Fluff and Smut, Secret Santa, Sexting, Phone Sex Blow Jobs, Semi-Public Sex, not a slow burn, Winter Wonderland, Yanli loves christmas, Christmas Music, Christmas Presents, Christmas, Smut Getting Together, First Love) - implied/referenced switching during phone sex
~*~
#Wangxian Fic Rec#The Untamed#wangxian#MDZS#wangxianficfinder compilation post#long post#holiday compilation
180 notes
·
View notes
Text
David Nolan HeadCanons
Previously:
"As the most basic pretty white cishet man in Maine, David also got: Random WWII and American Civil War knowledge, almost encyclopedic recall of the NBA, NHL, MLB from 1986 to 2002, and a nostalgic love of Louie L'Amour Westerns."
@cpark1899But why no knowledge of the NFL (football)?!? The Patriots Dynasty!! @rebelbyrdie 🤣
A Non-Exhaustive Explanation of my take on David Nolan. Also some history/literacy nerd stuff.
I only use Seasons 1 and 2 of OUaT for canon reference...because after that it is a disaster.
David was a Mama's Boy and a Farm Boy. He was also very poor. The chances of him being literate are slim-to-none. His mother was most certainly illiterate. He would have learned culture, religion, history, and everything else by listening to others. He and his mother would have both worked from sunrise to sunset to make ends meet. They were serfs. They didn't have money for books, nor time to devote to reading.
When he became Prince James, he may have been given reading lessons (or at least taught to sign James' name) This is not certain though, because Royals and Nobles didn't nessecarily need to read. They had people to read for them. Literacy was definitly higher in the Noble and Royal ranks, but not a given. Aditionally, he was being tutored in a ton of other things to be James, so reading may have gone to the wayside.
So, in my mind he was functionally illiterate. Now since he was married to an educated royal, he may have been embarrassed by this. However, since there was a war and enemies on all sides, I doubt it was a priority.
The Curse.
As far as we can tell, Regina had partial control of some details of the curse. The extent of her control and choice is debatable. What we do know is that it integrated the people into 1984 Maine, USA.
David is a bit of an outlier curse-wise, but here are some Storybrooke headcanons that I have for him.
He played sports as a child. Pee-wee hockey, basketball, and baseball. He played baseball and was a very good first baseman and batter. He always had second-hand equipment and had to keep a paper-route to pay for his uniforms, fees and gear. He could have gotten a baseball scholarship to the University of Maine, but he had to stay home and help keep his family farm going when his father died.
His mother died shortly before his "marriage" to Kathryn.
He and Kathryn (Softball 1st base) dated on-and-off during high school. They broke it off when she "left for college" and he did not.
Within the "history" of the original curse, Kathryn attended Yale alongside Regina. She played softball there. When she came back to work for her father at Storybrooke's bank, she and David got back together.
Then, of course, he was comatose for twenty-eight years. Things are harder to fit in here, and I personally think Regina did some "patchwork" to integrate the curse's history and the new situation.
During that time the bank "took the farm". Which is why he worked at the shelter. Kathryn thought he left her and Storybrooke to play minor-league baseball so he might make it to the Big Leagues someday. Which was why she never realized he was in a coma.
Now, post-curse, David knows he (and everyone) owes a lot to the curse (even if he refuses to mention it). The curse gave him a High School education along with modern farming and animal husbandry knowledge. He can play the guitar a little. He knows enough about engines to keep his truck, and/or a tractor running well. He knows his way around hand tools from the Enchanted Forest and power tools (from the curse).
He still loves hockey, basketball, and baseball. Football is too slow for him. As for the NFL: He personally does not like Tom Brady. He did not like his attitude, which led to a dislike of the Pats. If pushed, he will say he likes the NY Giants. If he has to watch football, he prefers high school and college teams the best.
He is now literate and reads about 4 books a year. Usually Westerns. He really likes audiobooks and podcasts better than reading. They remind him of listening to his mother by the fire.
In a settled-down Storybrooke, David resigns from the Sheriff's Office to farm again. He is a member of the Storybrook Agricultural Co-Op and Farmers Market. He started coaching the middle school baseball team and started working at the animal shelter again.
He has watched the Ken Burns Civil War documentary 8 times. He is a mediocre bowler and ran exactly 1 10K with Emma and swore he would never do it again.
Favorite Movie: Saving Private Ryan
Favorite TV Shows:
Curse - Gunsmoke
Current - 1883
Favorite Foods:
Shepard's Pie and he knows that everyone finds that hilarious (He will never admit that Regina's version is better than Snow's especially since Regina smirks every time she makes it)
Blueberry Pie with vanilla ice cream and caramel sauce
Strange Quirks: Speaks fluent French but has the worst accent imaginable. Still thinks Pro Wrestling is real. Has gotten poison ivy rash 34 times in his life because he can never identify it correctly and he is very allergic.
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
For some reason I’ve been thinking a lot about the pre-Konoha political and economic layout of Naruto so here are some Thoughts. I should also probably mention that I’ve never actually seen the part of the series that covers this so I’m working under the assumption that Madara and Hashirama forced the leadership of all the other villages they could subdue to come live in their new village, more or less as hostages, a la the alternate residence duty/sankin kotai system. Tbh some or a lot of this probably conflicts with canon but uh. You know.
There were several independently run villages, which were largely self-sufficient, but there was a certain level of trade and cooperation between them. The concept of Fire Country hadn’t been established yet, so there was no sense of being part of the same group; the only thing linking them together was proximity.
When Madara and Hashirama were forcing them to unify into Konoha, they were biased toward villages that were led by clans with kekkei genkai, but there were villages with other leadership systems. They were overlooked because Madara and Hashirama did not recognize them as powerful entities and they either collapsed in the chaos or managed to hang on with a diminished presence.
The only significant alliance during this period was between the Yamanaka, Akimichi, and Nara clans. Their unity allowed them to industrialize agriculture in a way that none of the other villages could, and as a result they had a lot of economic power, since they produced a large surplus of food and other goods that other villages needed.
The Yamanaka specialized in all kinds of farming and growing, including staple crops like rice and soybeans, but also more specialized medical herbs, fruit trees, and anything else that grows. Their reputation for skill in flower arranging is a shade of this - as a demonstration of their skill, young Yamanaka would be expected to present an arrangement of flowers they had grown themselves, with the variety, coordination, and difficulty to nurture of the plants showing how much they had learned about agriculture. The Haruno family would have been from this village, and Sakura would have excelled as an estate manager.
The Nara focused on animal husbandry, raising, breeding, and harvesting resources from all kinds of livestock. A key image here is Shikamaru as a shepherd, watching the clouds while his flock grazes.
The nature of the alliance was that the Nara and Yamanaka would harvest raw ingredients and ship them to the Akimichi, who had advanced methods of processing raw materials into other goods. This included foodstuff, such as soy sauce, tofu, and sake, but also other areas, like weaving and leatherworking.
This alliance allowed them to produce far more goods than they needed, and at a higher quality and variety than anyone else. This gave them a lot of economic power and dissuaded other villages from attacking them, as losing the ability to trade with them could be devastating.
When Madara and Hashirama forced them to join Konoha, their strategy relied heavily on having the independent wealth to be able to disregard this fact. They weren’t afraid to destroy large stores of goods or even fields and herds. The threat of famine is what ultimately led the three clans to surrender. After losing almost all of the leadership, the three villages collapsed into one, which still survives, but without the economic power if once held.
The Aburame clan’s main exports were honey, silk, and carmine dye. Obviously the clan’s ability to commune with insects shaped these industries a lot, but there were also plenty of non-clan members living there who contributed greatly as well. This village is the one that survived the most intact, because the Aburame leadership saw the writing on the wall, realized they had no change of resisting the unification efforts, and focused on a peaceful transfer of power, training non-clan members to be able to run everything after the Aburame were forcefully relocated to Konoha. Sai would have lived in this village if unification hadn’t happened, probably raising cochineal insects to produce dye.
The Hyuuga lived on the border with what would become Lightning and had a centuries long feud with a specific lightning clan that they competed with for land and resources. Conflict between the two groups was almost constant and death was frequent, even for high-ranking family members. At this time, the incentive was to have a lot of potential heirs, so that someone was sure to survive to run the family. The seal acted more like a cyanide pill in a fake tooth - something someone could use to end their own life if they were captured. Everyone with a byakugan would be expected to have one.
The Hyuuga relied heavily on foraging, using the byakugan to quickly search large areas for food and resources, and stockpiling rare herbs, mushrooms, and the like for trading. They would also trade these in powdered or other processed forms, to prevent others from figuring out how to grow them and potentially cutting off their monopoly on them. This strategy required them to have access to large swaths of land, so they would often ignore other villages’ borders, which did not make them popular. The constant conflict also made them very suspicious and insular, which didn’t help either. When they caved to unification, they more or less burnt their village to the ground and salted the ashes, in order to prevent their lightning rivals from benefiting from anything they left behind.
I admittedly don’t have a lot to say about the Inuzuka. They probably specialized in hunting, and were one of the last holdouts against unification. The clan head did not give in until her dog had been killed and never forgave Madara or Hashirama for it. The remnants of this village are the most likely to recognize a returning Inuzuka on sight as lost brethren and welcome them back with open arms. If I ever write fic of this, the narrative hook will be that Kiba and Tamaki are having an arranged marriage for clan alliance reasons.
One of the non-clan villages was run by members of a particular dojo. Although it was part of Fire country when the borders were drawn, culturally it was more closely aligned with Stone country, leading to people from this village to have surnames like Rock.
Another non-clan village was led by a guild of blacksmiths. They survived the upheaval as their was a huge demand for their weapons. (Yes this is where Tenten is from)
Anyway. Comment if you want to see my notes of different calendars the different countries in naruto would use because I think it would be funny if Konan and Nagato had to date everything 5 different ways to make sure their terrible employees know when to show up
#naruto#listen#i dont know okay#i just needed to get it out of my head#also i choose to believe that hyuuga can only see when the byakugan is active#and as a result can only see in black and white#so when they lived in a hyuuga only village they just didnt#know that color existed#thats why their uniforms are white#dye is expensive#why bother
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
my AoT fanfiction 〰〰
🦄 this house [2/5]
in the company of ghosts and their survivors, hitch keeps doing her job. a non-linear hitch dreyse character study through regime change and yearning.
🧦 husbandry [1/1]
three years after the rumbling, paradis island's cattle-rearing goddess sends two of the survey corps' finest to deal with a population of feral sheep.
wips: yumihisu pre-canon kidfic, reijean canon divergence, hitchannie-reijean college band au
links
archive of our own
discord
side blogs: @atheologica + @buwanbyul
last.fm
1 note
·
View note
Note
Fandoms don't hate poc. They hate heterosexual characters.
White women sent hate tweets to John Boyega because he didn't like their I Can Fix My Pet White Boy ship and then cried misogyny when he rightfully called them out on it. The erasure of Finn's character is largely ignored, or it's weaponized in their arguments that RoS was bad when what they actually care about is that Reylo got sunk and Kyle died.
White Voltron fans treated Allura like garbage, and talked over and ignored black girls and women who were uncomfortable with their Space Mommy headcanon. Klance shippers constantly erased her, and Sheith shippers either ignored her or performatively shipped her with Lance—a character they hated and loved to tear down, incidentally—to get her out of the way of their precious Wife Husbandry ship. Even now, her appalling death and Montgomery and Dos Santos's equally appalling indifference to it are ignored in favor of whining about fanon ships. (Klance shippers also frequently exotified both Keith and Lance with Korean and Latino stereotypes to make them sexier, incidentally, and created an entire AU around this after Season 7.)
White Starfire fans and Dickbabs fans alike sent racist harassment to Mame-Anna Diop when she was cast in the role on Titans, and fans are more interested in Raven and the pasty Batman characters than in either Kory or Gar (both of whom are played by nonwhite actors). The show repeatedly mistreats and sidelines both of those characters—two actual Titans, the team the show is supposed to be about—and fandom largely ignores this.
A vocal subsection of the Fire Emblem fandom erases the personalities and goals of the PoC from Three Houses, insisting that they are a hive mind who hate all white people and can only be shipped with each other, and ignore the fact that Claude‚ the only non-white main character, is biracial in favor of arguing that he actually hates all white people when his canon goal is to bring people together. This subsection of fandom regularly harasses fans of color who don't fall in line with this.
Brian W. Foster, a white man formerly associated with Critical Role, QRT’d a woman of color who criticized the show’s Campaign Three intro to childishly mock and dismiss her concerns. This led to his 183k+ followers dogpiling and harassing someone who was offering genuine, rational critique, with a wide variety of slurs thrown at her. His apology was half-baked and generic and made no reference to the specific person whom he used his platform to attack.
And Yennefer of Vengerberg is repeatedly erased and ignored in a show where she is unquestionably the female lead. Her actress, Anya Chalotra, received racist harassment bad enough for her to leave social media, and the character is torn down by fandom so that fans can fawn over—you guessed it!—their white faves.
Characters of color are disdained, warped, erased, infantilized, hypersexualized, and conveniently "have no chemistry" with the white characters. The fans of color are talked over, ignored, harassed, dismissed, or otherwise have their opinions used as a cudgel when they fit a white fangroup's narrative.
Fandoms. Hate. People. Of color.
6K notes
·
View notes
Text
Untitled Wednesday Library Series, Part 52
The last few weeks have been weirdly productive, both in terms of overdue projects and backlogged reading. Does that mean I’m relaxed and well situated in the grand scheme of things? No. Does it mean I have a book to talk about this week? Thankfully yes.
Getu Bekele and Timothy Hill’s A Reference Guide to Ethiopian Coffee Varieties in the 2018 second edition.
The How
In recent years, Getu Bekele has been a presence in English-speaking coffee circles. Under the banner of the Addis Abada-based G Broad Trading, he mostly works with domestic producers and as a breeder, but occasionally pops up as a consultant for (mostly American) interests.
This book is one of a dozen or so that make up the current canon of specialty coffee, but I only picked up a copy recently after seeing it on a friend’s shelf.
The Text
Broadly speaking, Bekele’s project has been to facilitate better flow of knowledge between farmers and the rest of the industry. Farmers know more about coffee management than anybody, but (so his argument goes) have limited access to end-user rubrics. More importantly, buyers may be able to articulate taste and demand, but their understanding of the underlying agroecology and husbandry is poor. That‘s truest of Ethiopian coffee, which has superlative diversity and regional/local character despite being poorly understood internationally.
A survey of Ethiopian production methods and of the development and features of important varieties seems valuable, then. This does a pretty good job of being that. It doesn’t get as technical as breeder data sheets nor as heuristically useful as some roaster/barista-focused stuff, but instead (nominally, but I’ll get to that) targets importers and buyers.
To that audience, the message is clear and relatively novel: Ethiopian coffee’s diversity and localization isn’t magic or happenstance, but rather the logical result of cultivation by people with knowledge and goals. Not much time is spent explaining that — a little up front and a tiny bit near the end — but the intention is baked into the structure of the variety descriptions.
The entire book is built on this diagram of variety heritage; every terminal point gets at least a paragraph of characterization. While plenty of these are indexed publicly by projects like World Coffee Research’s catalog, those resources basically never include contributions from smaller farmers (who make up most of the industry, of course), let alone culture- or language-specific information. Thankfully this one does.
The Object
The look and feel, while good, do clash a bit with the text. It’s hard to dislike in general, but it’s unmistakably the product of firm like Counter Culture Coffee. It falls just on the far side of slick, which raises my hackles more than a little. A reminder that despite its healthy perspective and good words, it’s still by and for specialty coffee dudes. Nobody buys books that look like post-2016 websites as readily as specialty coffee dudes. The designers what they were doing, and I’m sure their numbers reflect success.
Chapters lead with excerpts from the bigger central map, which is a flourish I love and will absolutely be stealing. Bonus points for that.
The Why, Though?
Mostly because I hate pretending like the industry byline ‘indigenous landraces’ means anything useful these days. JARC works too hard for that.
Also there’s this non sequitur image buried 3/4 of the way through in the dryers section.
Magnificent indeed. I’m charmed.
22 notes
·
View notes
Text
i still think it’s really funny that canonically the underland humans have herds of (one would hope) non-sentient cattle. i know nothing about animal husbandry so it’s probably not weird, technically, but like. my idiot brain is going heehee cows in a big hole :D
14 notes
·
View notes
Note
Cuckoo Anon
Firmly assuming this would be non Canon but this popped in my head and I Must spread it!
Everybody Here is 21+
You know those kinda cheesy romance novels you see in the book/magazine sections of stores?
With handsome, sometimes shirtless, men holding collapsing women in long silk gowns? With titles like The Highlander's Woman or Drowned by Temptation.
...You have to turn your eyes away with a blush as you walk past the book section in your local grocery store.
Astarte romance novels, a Whole new genre has popped up over night and you are Not coping well.
They range in subject and Marine type, Taming the Chaos, Renegade Revelry, His Loyalty Abounds.
Oh lord you are So embarrassed but you can't look away! Or rather you keep flitting your eyes trying to not look, only for them to get pulled back.
The photography for them was honestly immaculate, and that makes you both respect the artist, and loath them all at once.
Good lord, you should just hurry up before Your Astartes gets back from finding his items.
Then again...a quick peak wouldn't hurt. Just for curiosity! In fact you'll Only read the description! Not actually going to read about...that kind of stuff with a Space Marine.
You reach for the shelf.
"Hrm?"
"Eep!" You jump at a familiar grumbling greeting behind you. Whipping around you see your Astarte, with him is a cart full of items he'd set out to retrieve. His posture portrays confusion at your sudden outburst.
Your embarrassment doubles, and your blush erupts filling your face and neck with heat. "Ah h-hey b-buddy! Don't sneak up on me like that! You almost made me jump out my skin! Hahaha." You try to play it off, while blocking his view of the shelves that must not be named.
Your Astartes still looks confused. He tries to peak around your body.
You move to intercept. "Ah hey! Did you find all you stuff?? Great! Great! Let's head home I'm pretty ti-ERD!" You yelp as you big fella gently picks you up and places you to the side.
"Wait No No No! Don't look!" He holds you back just using one arm as if blocking a pet trying to snatch something off a plate.
You can't bear to watch and cover your face with your hands. Maybe he won't understand the titles? Oh please let him not understand your written language! He has eyes doesn't he? He'll clearly be able to see you were eying books about handsome space marines sweeping mortals off their feet. You're pretty sure Astartes can understand Context Clues!
"Hrm..." Your woken from your dooming as your marine grunts again, and you peak through your hands. He's straightening his posture, and he's-he's got something in his hand.
He'd plucked one of those FORSAKEN romance novels off the shelf, then without another word, places it in the cart.
He then sets the cart in the right direction, and with an exceptional gentleness brings his ceramite clad arm behind your person to usher you foreward.
Curiosity, though baneful to you already, bids you look at which one he'd grabbed. Perhaps he thought you wanted it and were too embarrassed to ask. The thought makes want to melt into the floor.
Until what you see surprises you. The book in question doesn't feature your marine type on the cover, not even a similar faction. But the human model does share some physical qualities with...you??
You glance up at your Astartes as you walk. He glances to you, and...the arm behind you moves from simply nudging you along, to being gently but tenderly wrapped around your form, bringing you closer to him.
You blush for an all New reason, as your space marine continues to proceed to the checkout.
Maybe...maybe those novels aren't so bad after all.
I like to think a lot of these are penned by either people fucking/getting fucked by their Astartes OR are written by Astartes themselves. Oh sure you'd expect the far more SPICY novellas to be written by either noise marines or Chaos space marines dedicated to Slaanesh right but then there's one or two that's being written by a Black Templar with a pen name and a whole god damn author persona because he would rather flog himself publicly naked then let anyone know he's the one writing those erotica level novellas about a Chaos Space Marine seeking redemption and using the power of love as a way to heal, and of course the other series he writes about some mortal and a Black Templar.
Of course I also see the grocery store romance novellas also sometimes being set back home usually just either sticking to a single location but given the scale of 40k that either single fortress monastery or battlecruiser is large enough to contain the plot. Also you bed your britches that for those photography ones that got some battle brother from that specific warband/chapter/legion to pose because if you're going to have a trashy cover and use photographs and not god damn paintings that they use to have then its going to be accurate. (Its the Emperor's Children... both Loyal and Chaos who handle this)((Occasionally the Blood Angels))
As for you dear reader... how cheesy some of these stories can be though sometimes they have a habit of veering off into borderline horror at times with how grim and dark some plot lines can get. Sure if you pick one up about and probably written by a Chaos Space Marine there might be a likely hood of casual sacrifices being mentioned though bless the editors and publishers for making sure those stories are properly tagged. However, even the darker novellas tend to follow the 'power of love' trope, the guy gets the gal, etc. (For better or worse in the case of Night Lord stalker and/or yandere romance/erotica novellas)
Goodness me what started out as one or two books has amassed into a collection... and you don't think you can find anymore to add to it when you clearly get ahold of a story written for an Astartes verses a human. How can you tell? Well besides it being written in gothic and from what you've been able to translate how it is written in a very different style... but far more focused on the mortal. Perhaps like with the different types of marines they've got stories that focus on the mortal?
You can't say only speculate as your Astartis refuses to answer you. But how are you to know he's been writing about you and all the filthy things he would love to do to you. Basing the pair in his books, for both mortals and Astartes, off of the two of you. But who can say... its only speculation.
Tag list: @bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog @thevoidscreams @barn-anon
#warhammer 40k#non canon husbandry#you know how tempted I'm just to make a “spicy” husbandry au/tag#literally the same as my sentience just more sex#it's really hard to keep the lusting out of the normal tag#cuckoo anon#tales from the barn#is there some esoteric lore for husbandry in here?#shrug emoji#mayhaps#i couldnt add much to the prompt
34 notes
·
View notes
Text
𝕻𝖍𝖞𝖘𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑 𝕾𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓
𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: In the honor of my birthday (03/26). I give you the rest of my imaginary cake as I do not like cake. Have a vine too.
𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets.
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗:
Moje Zlato - My Gold (Slovak)
Zlato - Gold (Slovak)
𝕬𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖉𝖌𝖊: If you are under the age of 18. Shoo! Go away! Skedaddle! Why you reading this in the first place? Be 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 for/of yourself.
TW // SMUT/NSFW, Filth, Language, Google Translation, 𝙽𝚘𝚗-𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗.
Getting out of the bathroom, I didn’t expect Dorvenos to be on my bed with his fiber-like suit still on. Showing all the best curves on his body. Was he planning to go somewhere afterward?
“…Dorvenos.” I greeted the relaxed Salamander, ringing out my hair with a towel. His red eyes flickering down at my choice of pajamas before settling on my face.
“Little Zlato, how was your shower?” He asked, gesturing for me to get on the bed.
“Eh, it could have been better.” I said, looking at him skeptically, not moving from my spot as I turned to throw the towel in the dirty laundry basket. “What are you in my room for?”
“To… congratulate you.” He admitted.
“…Why?” I asked, really wondering of that ‘why’ he would. I was simply helping out the old lady on the corner of the street all day. Helping her plant and carry some soil out of her husband's truck. It took all day, but it was worth it seeing her home prosper again.
“Can I not reward you?” He questioned, tilting his head a little to the side. Seemingly tired with the singular question.
I wanted to say “no” and be petty to him. Tell him to get off my bed and go to his own or I could say “I’ll go to sleep on the couch” but the bed was far more comfortable than that old, rickety thing and I was not in the best shape to take that. Gardening was a lot more work than some people realize.
“Reward me how?” I asked, slowly inching my way towards the bed and him. Hopefully, he’ll just move over.
“With you of course.” He sighed, leaning up quickly to snatch me from the side of the bed. My heart jumping at the suddenness as I tensed up in his arms while he tucked me between his legs.
“Me? What?” I questioned him this time. Placing my hands on his fiber suited chest, the rubbery texture of it throwing me off a little. I could feel how his muscles contracted underneath it, working together to help him move and to help him breathe. Even his soft beating heart’s that went off one by one.
“Yes, you, my little Zlato.” He grinned, his lips tickling the top of my forehead. His hands slowly tracing the curve of my back as I shivered in his hold at the sensation of the fabric of my clothing dragging up with his hand.
“What are you planning there, you drake?” I lightly insulted him, practically calling him a subadult.
“I was going to tell you that your strength was admirable today.” He stated, lightly running his lips down my cheek. His eyes looking at me with a certain desire in them. “It was… fascinating.”
“How your little body moved to pick up the soil.” He spoke, his Salvic accent coming out stronger. His heated breath hitting my neck. “How the sun hit your glistening body.”
“Oh, how I wished to eat you up right there.” He groaned, dragging his hand up my backside, threading through my damp hair and gently pulled my head back. His tongue pressing up against the center of my throat. Sending a pulse down to my core. “Such a good little bonded.”
Slowly, he dragged his other hand down her soft body more. Trailing over the skin of her thigh. His mouth sucking at her neck, tasting her skin that smelled like her body soap. Not willing to leave her throat just yet with his hand still in her wet hair.
She whined, her hands pressing up against his chest for support while his fingers traced the waistband of her panties. Feeling her body for her unspoken words of disagreement before he slid his fingers underneath. Trailing down to her pulsing core.
He stopped when he felt her tense on him. A soft rumble leaving him as he waited for any sort of words to tell him to stop, but he got none as he expected. His little zlato was a little shy one in these particular course of actions.
Pulling her head forward. His middle finger slid above her wet folds first, gathering her natural slick before pushing through her gummy walls. Her body tensing up on him again, her breath hitching as he used that to his advantage. Taking her opened lips in his while she refused to moan outright for him. Her body curling into him. Craving for him.
“I pondered what you would taste like.” He confessed, leaning back from the kiss with a huff. Listening to his little zlato trying to conserve her pretty little sounds. Moving his finger in and out. “To taste you while you were working.”
Letting go the back of her head. She leaned immediately forward into him, her forehead pressing up against his chest as he leaned back on the bed. Her walls guiding his finger deeper into her.
“…Dorvenos.” She huffed his name, nuzzling into his chest. A quiet purr rumbling through him, loving how she moaned his name while he pushed another finger through her walls. Her nails gripping at him through his fiber layer.
He kept an average pace with his fingers, occasionally scissoring her until he stretched her enough he could slide a third one in through her soaked folds. A moan escaping her mouth while she shifted on him, chasing him as he grinned.
“Let me hear those pretty little sounds of yours.” He hummed, pushing a little deeper, touching her weak spot just right where she wanted him. A gasp coming out of her as she shivered. Her walls tightening around his fingers.
He let her ride out her afterglow on his fingers before she rested up against his chest. Staining his fiber-muscle layer with her juices. His fingers leaving her clenching core to taste what he longed for.
“You sweet little bonded.” He spoke, licking her slick off his fingers then jerking up in surprise. Not expecting his little zlato to be so bold. Grinding the outline of his c*ck.
“Dorvenos…” she whined for him. His c*ck twitching underneath his fiber confinement and purred when she grinded again on his clothed c*ck. Throne, the things his little zlato does to him.
Taking ahold of her *ss, he rips off her pajamas off with ease before ripping his own clothing off. His c*ck coming out proud and hitting against his little zlato wet folds. Eager to get her all sweating again. To smell her natural scent.
He groaned, squishing her butt cheeks in his hands. Her wet core brushing up against his c*ck. A shiver going down his spine as he twitched against her thigh.
“Málo zlata!(Little Gold!)” He gasped, hips jerking upward, both party’s moaning out. He was not expecting his little bonded to sink down on him. To take him— so well.
She bounced up and down his c*ck, coating it with her slick. His hands resting on her waist. Waiting for her to fall back into him as he knows just how much bigger he was to her.
“Please, r-right there!” She suddenly begged, breathing heavily. Her legs shaking with exhaustion.
“Right… here?” He questioned holding her hips and thrusting upwards in the same spot. Gaining a high-picked moan to please his ears. He already knows all her weak spots, but he loved to watch as his little zlato rolled her eyes back. How her body practically melted in his arms.
“Y-Yes!” She moaned, throwing her head back, exposing her neck to him and he couldn’t help but lean forward and suck on her skin there again. Feeling how she clenched around him. How her throat moved when she swallowed. Loving the show of submission.
He groaned, wrapping his arms around her, picking up his pace as mewls and gibberish ran out of his little zlato mouth. The bed squeaking underneath the quick movement.
“P-Please, keep going.” She begged him breathlessly as he suddenly flipped positions, needing a better angle. Watching her chest quickly rise up and down.
“I don’t plan to stop, little Zlato.” He stated, starting his quick pace once more into her core. Hitting her at a much more numbing angle.
#space marine husbandry sentience#warhammer 40k#fanfiction#x reader#reader insert#oc: dorvenos#salamander#tw: smut#tw: yandere#non canon#I don’t think I have progressed him enough#but hey#I gib you a snak#the bed did break afterward
33 notes
·
View notes
Text
WIP Ask Game
From @shinyhappygoth
Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
My fanfic folders are quite disorganized between WIPs and finished works, but here’s a sampling of documents in the depths... ranging from half-written stories, to abandoned concepts I’ll probably never finish, to mere kernels of ideas with no actual writing yet.
Ace of Hearts Enjoined
After Atlantis
After the Bombs Subside
An Angel’s-Eye View
Aziraphale gets (almost) exorcised - caretaking prompt conglomeration
Aziraphale starts selling books
But There Were Two Beds
The combination to the safe
Dreamsharing fic - Put Our Heads Together and Dream the Same Dream
Fire Trap
Forgiveness (Can You Imagine) 5+1
“Holiday season” ventfic
How Deep Is My Love For You ('Cause It's You I Need to Show)
How to Exorcise a Demon
Houseplant Husbandry (or: The Hazards Of Non-Soundproof Doors)
The Ineffable Invention and Implementation of Bureaucracy
Poet Crowley - Antonio Penn
Post-canon touch-free happy ending
A Quintet of Foxes
Secret Agent Hal
Ask away, if you are interested! And consider yourself tagged if you would like to be tagged.
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
“Canon” does not mean “moral:” A reminder to the FanPol
Okay, so I have a lot of feelings about the whole SessRin thing, so I’m going to post about it.
The first thing I want to point out: Fiction set in another time period may depict things that we know today to be immoral, but which people at that time and place did not. I am mentioning this up-front, because eventually some of the younger folks are gonna have to learn about Uncle Tom’s Cabin and Huckleberry Finn, and unless you keep this idea in mind, y’all are gonna have a really Bad Time in high school.
(More under the cut, to save your dash)
So in this post, I’m going to discuss several aspects of SessRin, and this also means I have to get one thing out of the way:
I DO NOT SUPPORT THIS SHIP.
I have grudgingly accepted that it is canon, but that doesn’t mean I have to like that it is canon, nor that I am totally okay with the way it is handled. (I am not.) I am mentioning this, because I know that the Fandom Police are going to misconstrue this post as me being super into all sorts of Nasty Shit, and I am not. (Also, some of that Nasty Shit isn’t even relevant to the SessRin ship in particular, but some folks don’t let petty things like facts get in the way of a personal vendetta.)
So let’s look at the several things wrong with SessRin, and why it happened anyway:
1. Mayfly-December Romance: Sesshoumaru is well over a century old (it’s implied he reached maturity before his and InuYasha’s father died), and Rin is a mortal human being.
Given that Sesshoumaru still views his wife as beneath him, it’s possible that he simply chose Rin because, as a human, she is less-powerful than he is and will thus be more inclined to submit to his will. (Yes, this is abusive. Buckle up; it’s not getting better.)
2. Wife Husbandry: Sesshoumaru is a sort of father-figure to Rin in the InuYasha series. Sooooo creepy.
Yes, it is creepy. It is not incest (as I’ve seen argued about people who are “like a father/brother/sister/whatever”) because they are not related, but it is still creepy. (Yes, this aspect of the relationship is creepy for non-incest reasons! A relationship doesn’t have to be incestuous or pedophilic to be shady AF!!)
BUT. Also remember that Rumiko Takahashi has drawn from a lot of Japanese literature and folklore for InuYasha and YashaHime. As gross as it is, the very first novel, The Tale of Hikaru Genji, has the titular character foster a young girl in order to ensure that she grows up into the Perfect Wife. This practice, while super-shady, would have been considered normal in ancient Japanese culture. Even Victorian novels often have the “foster sibling/child that you fall in love with later when they’re an adult,” and due to shifting cultural mores, they did not consider it at all weird or creepy.
It is okay for us to consider it weird or creepy, AND ALSO acknowledge that people in the culture depicted would not have considered it weird and creepy.
3. Teen Mother, Adult Father: This. This right here is the reason I am squicked by SessRin, because I have Done The Math. Hisui looks to be, at most, 3 or 4 in last week’s episode when Rin gives birth. This makes her, at most, 16. Relationships between adults and teenagers are based on an imbalance of societal power. This makes them almost invariably abusive.
Is this less disgusting than Rin being 12? Yes, but only because a 16-year-old is more likely to survive giving birth, and a 12-year-old isn’t at all. Sesshoumaru does at least give the tiniest sliver of a rat’s ass, since he didn’t get Rin pregnant young enough that birth would rupture her pelvic organs, but that still doesn’t make this okay by modern standards. We are right to be concerned for Rin here. The differences in societal power and emotional maturity are the REASON why most people frown upon marriage to underage teens. We recognize that teenagers are much more mature than, say, a 10-year-old, but that the difference between a 10-year-old and a 16-year-old is still Not Enough to make up for the big maturity gap between a 16-year-old and a 19-year-old.
(By the way, marriage at 15-17 is still legal in many US states. Look up if yours is one of them, and call up your state legislature about getting that shit changed. Also eliminate the parental-consent loophole, because a 12-year-old should not suffer just because her parents are okay sending her off to be molested by her new 30-year-old “husband.”)
But the sad fact is, while marrying a girl of 15 or 16 is beyond the pale nowadays, it was just barely within the realm of acceptable to feudal Japanese society. Remember: this is a time period in which women weren’t supposed to have any real power, by design. The inequitable nature of an adult-teen relationship was not all that different from the inequitable nature of a relationship between a man and an adult woman, because women were not allowed to have the same rights. The obvious differences between a 15-year-old girl and an 18-year-old woman were simply Not Important to nobility in a lot of feudal societies, except that it meant that the younger person was more likely to submit and obey her husband/lord.
This is also why we have the sad situation in which Rin views her husband, not with the sort of regard with which Kagome and Sango view InuYasha and Miroku, but with the same childish hero-worship that we saw from her when she was an actual child. She is too young to be emotionally mature yet. This is why so many of us are angry about SessRin in the first damn place.
4. It Glorifies The Relationship: This one I think could go either way. Remember, the idea of a girl in feudal Japan being considered marriageable at menarche was also mentioned in "Miroku’s Past Mistake.” In the manga version, when Shima says, “I’m 14 now! We can be together,” Kagome’s immediate reaction is, “She’s even younger than me!” It is clear that we, as the modern reader/viewer, are supposed to agree with Kagome that Shima is just too young to get married.
Meanwhile, let’s look at the kind of person Sesshoumaru is:
He doesn’t care about any human at all, except for Rin, and perhaps a bit for his now-sister-in-law Kagome. He brutally murders humans throughout InuYasha with little provocation and no remorse. He is not a good guy, even if he does consider InuYasha and his friends to be decent allies.
Sesshoumaru is still not a good person, y’all. In S1E15 of YashaHime, he proves that he’s still not a good person by a) going over Rin’s head and taking their newborn twins from her with zero warning or concern about her consent, and b) “protecting’ InuYasha and Kagome by essentially banishing them to his father’s grave indefinitely.
So whether this depiction of SessRin is positive or negative depends largely on how you view Sesshoumaru. Either way, his relationship with Rin was never “pure” in the first place. He only protected Rin because he felt that she was different from other humans. It’s not the kind of love that makes for a healthy relationship of any kind, be it parent-child, platonic, or romantic. It’s the old, nasty “You’re not like other girls” line in a new guise.
5. We Still Had Plausible Deniability Before S1E15: No we didn’t. This shit was telegraphed from the beginning of the series. If it took the explicitly-stated fact that Rin had just given birth to Sesshoumaru’s babies for you to see this coming, then you are particularly unskilled at understanding subtext and foreshadowing and should probably work on that.
I came to terms with the unsavory fact that Rin was the mother of Sesshoumaru’s twins by episode 3. I don’t like it; I especially don’t like the way it’s handled; it is still, however, a Fact that SessRin is canon now. You can either accept the fact that YashaHime depicts an unhealthy relationship and cope with fanfiction like a normal person, or you can quit watching. Either way, nothing you or I do will change the fact that Rumiko Takahashi wrote the series the way she wrote it.
#long post#cw csa mention#sessrin#Fandom Police please do not reply#yashahime#inuyasha#problematic ships
25 notes
·
View notes
Note
Your opinion on the sentience of Disney animals? (Specifically tts ones like pascal or Maximus) (Bonus: how sentient are the animals in bitter snow?)
hhh
disney-style anthropomorphism is something i can apply suspension of disbelief to in a cartoon without harming my enjoyment of the story most of the time, but i don’t...like it. and with rta where it goes SO FAR i’m just kinda. hhhhhhhh
and then too there’s this element of...i have to just accept that these animals are as sapient as any human while simultaneously being kept as pets. the sapient horses are simultaneously officers in the royal guard AND stabled with their saddles and bridles on. pascal is smarter than a lot of the supporting human cast but he also gets picked up and squeezed and tossed around like a stress toy and never complains and i just have to turn off the part of my brain that goes womp there goes pascal’s ribcage again every single time rapunzel picks him up and squeezes/cuddles him.
and then even when they’re acting kind of, sort of like animals, all the animals just act like dogs and i don’t like that either. so it’s like this juggling act of accepting that the animals are basically people while also accepting that the horrible husbandry isn’t a problem while also accepting that all animals are dogs. and i can do it while i’m watching an episode, because, whatever, it’s a kid’s show on disney channel, fine.
but i Don’t Like It.
anyway so. as far as bitter snow is concerned, They’re Not. the animals in bitter snow are animals, with a pinch of hand-waving for the wild/non-domesticated animals like ruddiger, owl, and pascal. this is the reason their presence in the story is so much more limited than in canon, because they’re... animals, and animals that don’t act remotely like animals are a pet peeve of mine that i can Deal With in children’s cartoons but my interest in writing them like that is somewhere well below zero lol
32 notes
·
View notes
Text
I saw a Witcher/Hellsing crossover mentioned in the tag and I was just inundated with ideas for it, so I’ll ramble here instead of attaching a tl;dr to that post. I’m a huge fan of the Witcher, and yet somehow I’ve never actually considered a Witcher AU for Hellsing (and Andercard of course; it’s my modus operandi). This is based on the Witcher games, books, and a little bit of the The Witcher RPG since the Netflix show isn’t my thing.
First of all, for the unfamiliar:
Witcher = a person (usually as a child) that has been mutated and trained to be a monster hunter. They have greater endurance, enhanced healing, enhanced senses, are able to drink potions that would be deadly to the average person, and can perform a small degree of magic called ‘signs’. One can tell a person is a Witcher by their eyes, since they look like cats eyes. Sometimes Witcher’s have other indications, but the eyes are the most consistent feature.
To become a Witcher, a candidate must go through three trials. All of them are exceptionally difficult and painful. The first two trials, the Trials of Grasses and Dreams, basically break down the body through use of various potions and rebuild it, while the third is basically a test for those who survive the first two trials. Very few children put through the trails survive; sometimes there’s only one survivor among those brought in to undergo the trials, and those who die do so in complete agony. Understandably, many Witcher’s are bitter about this whole ordeal and resent being turned into what they are. Witcher’s are also regarded with suspicion and dislike and no better than the monsters they kill, which makes being a Witcher even more torrid.
Vampires = vampires in the Witcher aren’t like your traditional vampires. They’re a race rather than creatures born of humans and they reproduce as any other creature does. Lesser vampires are generally unintelligent, beastly, bat-like creatures, while Higher vampires are intelligent and near indistinguishable from a human. Higher vampires often live among the other races and can integrate well, though some choose to live only among their own, and a rare few even stay with Lesser vampires. While Higher vampires are very different from their Lesser counterparts, they can turn into giant bats or similar creatures.
Higher vampires also don’t need blood to subsist. They can eat whatever they like, but some vampires do drink blood because blood is addictive to them and offers an experience not unlike drinking alcohol. Blood also has rejuvenating and strengthening qualities to it. Lesser vampires do seem to drink blood as part of their diet.
Honestly, Witcher vampires require a lot of explanation, so here’s the wiki for them. They’re a really interesting take on vampires.
Conjunction of the Spheres = a point in history where different dimensions collided with the world of the Dwarves and Gnomes and various different races fell through rifts and got trapped there. At the time the books start, they’ve all been there for well over a millennia and have thoroughly integrated.
Anderson:
Since Nilfgaard is based on the Roman Empire and has a religion functionally similar to Catholicism, I think it’d be appropriate to place Anderson as being from there. He’d be proud of being Nilfgaardian and would introduce himself as a Witcher of Nilfgaard alongside mentioning his guild. But being a Nilfgaardian Witcher is kind of an oxymoron since the Witcher schools were around before Nilfgaard started spreading through the South, and Witcher’s aren’t actually wanted or really used there anymore... in fact, the school most strongly associated with Nilfgaard - the Viper school, which is where I’m placing Anderson - was straight up destroyed by Nilfgaard. An Emperor (Upsurpur of Fergus var Emreis, specially) tried to take over the School of the Viper, failed, and then the Nilfgaardian army destroyed their keep and banned the Viper Witcher’s from entering core Nilfgaardian cities. Nowadays, most Nilfgaardian’s barely know what Witcher’s even are. Viper Witcher’s are thoroughly displaced; unwanted and relatively unknown in the South, reviled in the North, and with no keep to take refuge in, but Anderson still considers himself Nilfgaardian and is loyal to the Empire and the Great Sun despite no longer being welcome in his home city. He’s also has loyalty to Emhyr because he always regarded Fergus’ son as the rightful Emperor during the Usurpers reign and he’s happy when Emhyr returns to take the throne.
Before all that happened, Anderson grew up in various orphanages in Nilfgaard, going first from a decent one in the City of Golden Towers, and then to an over-packed and impoverished one closer to the border. Support for the orphanage eventually fell through, and almost all the children ended up at the Viper school when a Viper Witcher saw an exciting opportunity to expand the guild and took all the boys. Anderson went on to become a Witcher, while all but one other orphan died during the trials.
The potions used on Anderson were experimental and had a lot of vampire components for regeneration purposes. Anderson has a chip on his shoulder about that and specialises in hunting vampires as both a consequence of his hatred, and because his enhancements make it easier for him than his fellow Witcher’s.
Continuing under the read more since this is getting long.
Since Anderson’s trials emphasised regeneration, he has very accelerated healing and benefits hugely from Witcher healing potions. To accommodate his frequent use of potions, Anderson has a very high tolerance, which has been strengthened by both himself and teachers in his youth by repeatedly testing his limits. In battle, he tends toward longer blades than his fellow Viper’s and keeps a multitude of them on hand. He’s particularly good at using them as projectiles. His signs are used on occasion, but not often; everything but his Yrden and Quen are relatively weak. Sometimes he uses potions to bump up his Igni.
He’s also just a well-read and educated as he is in manga/OVA. The School of the Viper highly valued knowledge, so all Witcher’s received a decent education. Anderson built on this by attending lectures at academy's during his journeying and has visited and appreciated Oxenfurt Academy a few times despite it being a Northern institution.
His visual mutations are fairly mild: bright green, slitted cat eyes and slightly pointed canines. He gets the same sort of toxicity appearance as Geralt in the games if he takes too many potions (reference). He can pretend to be human with some effort, but the eyes are hard to hide since the pupils are slitted and they have a degree of luminescence.
While the keep still stood, Anderson collected information on the Wild Hunt alongside his fellow Witcher’s. He also became a teacher of young Witcher’s, but many of them died during the conflict at the keep and more still when Viper’s had to remain on the path year round instead of wintering at their home. Eventually some of the remaining Viper’s did start wintering at other places/keeps despite their reclusive, secretive nature, but a lot of Viper’s simply remained on the path year round. Anderson is among those who rarely chooses to winter and will instead travel to a warmer climate to do work.
Many provinces in the south are... fairly safe and prosperous, so Anderson often travels around all the Continent to find work. He has some disdain for Northerners like he does Protestants in canon, especially since they treat him like a monster while most Nifgaardian’s don’t even know what he is. Basically, Melitele and the Eternal Fire are stupid, Elves are hot respectable beings, Northerners are barbarians, dwarves and gnomes who??, and god don’t even get him started on Skellige. Typical Nilfgaardian in his opinions.
Alucard:
Alucard is a little harder to figure out since I like to think of Alucard as one of the vampires that arrived during the Conjunction of the Spheres, and we don’t actually know all that much about the world vampires came from... the books have basically nothing. The games expand on vampire lore by giving us three tribes and links to Etruscan civilisation, but its still slim pickings. Since Alucard stayed in society and assimilated, I think it’s fair to say he was part of the Gharasham tribe.
I also think vampires were generally peaceful since if one kills a fellow vampire in the games, they’re rejected and pursued by vampire kind. That might not be the case in the world vampires came from... but since other vampires are the only ones who can kill a fellow higher vampire, they would have to be somewhat peaceful to accommodate their longevity and near inability to die. Alucard might have warred once or twice, but it isn’t until he encounters humans that he really starts going off the rails.
Over a thousand or so years, Alucard kills humans for fun and consumption and gets into human husbandry. When the Witcher’s start being made, numerous of them try to kill him over the years, and all of them fail... until a group surges in together and defeats him. He’s consequently stuck in a state of non-death for a century before a fellow vampire locates him and helps him reform. Luckily, Alucard doesn’t return to his awful ways, because a century of being isolated and stuck in a never-ending state of fear taught him a lesson in basic decency. He develops some respect for humans, and especially for Witcher’s.
His interest turns to observing humans and Witcher’s instead, and they’re a lot more complex and interesting than he gave them credit for. Especially a certain green-eyed Witcher who seems to particularity dislike vampires... he does, however, still indulge in blood on occasion, since he sees no issue with drinking of those who seek battle with him or do ill unto others. Maybe innocents get caught up in that sometimes, but he doesn’t deliberately go after them these days.
On top of being a higher vampire, Alucard would also be an Elder vampire since that seems to be the case for all vampires who came during the Conjunction of the Spheres. It fits the fact that the Elder vampires are incredibly, incredibly powerful beings. Staying true to canon, he’s perhaps the most powerful of Elder vampires, being among the first to arrive and active enough to keep him in peak form, while other Elder vampires are withered recluses.
Since he partakes in so much blood, it could qualify as a drinking problem... but he drinks so much of it that its gotten to the point that it rarely negatively impacts him.
Together:
Alucard finds himself fixated on a vampire hunter Witcher he hears about during his journeying. They clash a few times, and Alucard thoroughly impressed with Anderson’s abilities and it convinces him to tail Anderson through the North (and occasionally in the South). It takes decades for Anderson to warm up to Alucard, but Alucard’s thousands of years old; he can wait! And he does, doggedly pursuing Anderson until they develop an amicable rivalry.
This would probably take place after or before the events of the main books (not the short story ones). Otherwise, there’d be an awful lot going on around them.
39 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
brennan-lee-mother
Aro!Fabian is real to me
thegirlwithataser
welcome to the freak show
masterkota
On A Journey . . .
glxystamp
Untitled.wav
miuskinhelp
"I'm a FUCKING genius!"