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angel-blue18 · 5 months

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Coming Home

This is a Kalei x Ramon fanfiction. If you don't like the ship don't read but like, also read bc I'll convert you (jokes). Kalei and Ramon were made by the lovely @residentialrabbit who made the amazing game they're from! You should play it! There is a lot of people! AND WOMEN!! Okay back to Kalei and Ramon fucking. Kaleis anatomy is going to be referred to as AFAB, because the author is trans and afab and says so. Don't like? don't read.

Five years, five long, agonizing years. Ramon couldn't stand it, being away from his angel for that long. Not being able to hold him, touch him, kiss him. He hated it, he hated that he was bound to hell, he hated the selfish part of himself that wanted to bring Kalei to hell. Ramon wanted so badly to be selfish, to let that part of him go free once more, if only for his love. He stood in front of his mirror, fixing his hair, and adjusting his suit. He had to look good, If not for himself then for Kalei. His heart fluttered in his chest, the mere thought of seeing the archangel made him giddy. Finally finishing the final check of his outfit he left for Limbo, a small skip in his step that was never there five years ago.

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"Shit! FUCK! SERAPHIM ABOVE!!" Kalei swore, rushing to grab his papers, brush his hair, and get dressed all at once. He cursed aloud and to himself about letting himself stay up too late imagining Ramon. Very pure thoughts are what he claimed after a sweaty and messy cleanup of himself. He didn't have time to make sure he looked presentable before rushing out the door. And directly into Dominion. shifting it from side to side as he inspected him. The smaller angel felt like a maggot writing in the dirt: naked and afraid. Every happy thought, every excited breath within him vanished at Dominions touch. The Seraphim's eyes were cold and unwelcoming, as if undressing to find his every flaw.

It was another beat before Dominion let him go and stepped out of the way. "I won't let you down my Dominion" Kalei said, his voice was tight, gripping the papers as he rushed to Limbo. The feeling never left, he could still feel Dominion on him, like a curse. Once again kicking himself for being late for another cycle with just one more burden on his shoulders.

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Anxiety bubbled up in Ramon's chest, they couldn't have replaced Kalei, he did excellent in the previous cycle. Please Lucifer, let him still come, let him be here. The new souls wouldn't appear for a bit, so he would have some time with Kalei, he hoped. "I'M HERE! I'M HERE!" Kalei practically fell on his face as he got to the garden, panting. Ramon quickly moved to grab Kalei and steady him. "I'm so sorry- I thought I had more time- I didn't realize- I-" before he could continue, Ramon kissed Kalei, shutting him up. The papers in Kaleis hands were long discarded as a desperate kiss was shared between the two. Kalei's arms wrapped around his lover's neck, pulling him close. Arms wrapping around the angel's waist as the kiss grew hungry, begging for more. Ramon pulled away, nuzzling Kalei's forehead with his own. "Mi angelito hermoso" Ramon breathed Kalei in, feeling alive once again.

Then reality hit, his duty hit. Kalei felt sick, Dominion's lingering touch made it feel as if he was there, watching the two. Tears began to form in his eyes, as he looked away from Ramon. The tightness before came back, choking him as he then pulled away from Ramon. Shoving and back pedaling, he had to hide, he had to be safe. Ramon let him go, not wanting to have either Kalei or himself get hurt. "Kalei, you need to breathe." Ramon's voice was steady. Kalei curled into a ball, his hair pooling around him. Feeling Dominion's eyes on him, seeing his every flaw, he wanted to rip his skin off. He wanted to be perfect, he had to be. Hot tears spilled down over his face, shaking through him. "Kalei" Ramon's voice was broken, utterly broken. Placing a gentle hand on Kaleis back as he knelt next to him. "I need you to breathe, okay? You're going to hyperventilate if you don't." Kalei let out a shuddering breath, looking at Ramon. whose eyes now were filled with tears of his own.

"Why are you crying?" Kalei asked, reaching out gently to wipe Ramon's eyes. Ramon leaned into the touch, before holding back from kissing his palm. "I assumed it was my kissing, did I go too far- I am so sorry Kalei-" Ramon inhaled sharply, holding Kalei's hand he smiled softly. "I'm alright, I'm happy to see you and I'm sad you're upset." He holds Kalei's face gently. "Talk to me Kalei, what's going on?"

Kalei sighs, sniffling before he begins to speak. "It's nothing really, just Dominion. He just makes me feel so small. I ran into him before I came here and he touched me-" Kalei then took notice of Ramons jaw tightening. "Not like that! Just by how he is, he makes me feel like a failure. Like I'm imperfect." Kalei sighs, head resting on Ramon's shoulder. Ramon's arms wrapped around Kalei protectively, rubbing circles into his spine. Kalei softened, holding onto Ramon, "Please just...I want to feel you."

Ramon looked at the small angel in his arms, unsure of the full context Kalei wanted, he didn't want to rush into it. Hell knows he didn't have time to hit there and try to figure it out. He took Kaleis face in his hands and kissed him gently, waiting for the latter to set the pace and the message of what was desired. The kiss was gentle, soft caresses, Ramons hand tracing down the angel's soft clothes and to his thighs. Squeezing them softly causing a gasp to escape the angel's lips. Ramon pulled away slightly, smirking. "I need you to tell me what you want~ No whining about it being embarrassing." He kisses Kaleis neck gently, "please." A soft whimper escapes Kaleis lips as the demon kisses his neck, hips shifting into his hands more. "You Ramon, I want to feel you." A stroke of confidence hits as he takes the hand on his thigh and moves it to his core, face burning red. "there...if you want" He mutters softly. Ramons hand soft against the angel's clit, a small whimper escaping Kalei. Gently laying Kalei on the ground, skilled fingers rub soft circles into his clit, pulling soft moans from his lips. "You have no idea how long I have waited for you to do this~" Ramon purrs, his free hand massaging Kaleis waist. He kisses down the angel's neck, slowly sliding a finger into him causing a soft mewl to come from the angel below. Massaging the soft walls of the angel, reaching the sweet bundle of nerves causing Kalei to buck his hips into Ramons fingers, pushing them deeper. Kaleis moans and whimpers sounded like music to Ramon, watching the archangel come undone at the feeling of being fucked. Slow and gentle, the demon massaged Kalei open, slick dripping down onto the soft dirt below. "Please..." Kalei mewled, sweat beading his forehead, sticking his hair to his forehead. The Mammon pulled his fingers out of the quivering angel, licking the fluids from his fingers, savoring the taste of someone so pure only to soon be defiled by a demon of hell. The angel whimpered softly, hips squirming to be touched again, to have something fill him. Ramon unzipped his pants, palming his half hard cock, purring as he watched Kalei beg and whine. After what felt like hours for Kalei Ramon finally pulled out his dick, the Archangels face flushing a new shade of crimson. Thickest at the base and tapering slightly, 8 inches and thick as a soda can at the base was a monster of a cock, dripping precum onto the grassy bed below. The demon's dick teases his entrance, pushing gently and licking his lips like a predator watching his prey. Slowly and almost painfully for the squirming and writhing angel below Ramon pushed in, inch by inch watching Kaleis pussy swallow him greedily. Kalei keens, squeezing around the demon as he bottoms out. Ramon pauses, letting Kalei adjust to the new feeling, his lover balls deep inside of him, wanting him.

Kalei grabbed Ramon by the neck, pulling him down and kissing him, rough and hungry, a unsaid goahead for the Mammon to ravage him, fuck him until he couldnt tell what was angel and what was demon. Some small voice in the back of his mind worried what Dominion would say, what would happen if someone knew, but the louder voice, screaming and craving Ramon, won. Wanting so hard the love he is brutally denied for 5 years. Slowly, Ramon pulls out of him watching Kalei squirm and whimper.

"Keep whining like that and I won't be able to hold myself together" Ramon murmurs against Kaleis lips, kissing the corner of his mouth before moving to mark his neck. The demon's hips slowly connect with Kaleis again, soft moans escaping him, ecstasy filling them both. who knew love could feel so freeing, no more pressures, just them two and the bubbling love between them. Making up for the years, holding onto the moment and cherishing it until the next group from limbo. Kaleis cheeks felt wet, a warm hand wiping away the tears once again, no words this time, just the brutal understanding of what it means when they pull away and have to return to their duties. 5 more years, 5 years without feeling that spark of joy, feeling useless. To fall would betray what his parents built for him, but to stay, to betray his heart would be a punishment worse than anything the powers could think up.

"Don't hold back I, I want you to be able to remember and feel this as long as possible" Kalei murmured, breathing shakily as he watched something in the Mammons eyes change, sharpening more so as he began to drill into Kalei. Songbird like moans came from the angel as he felt Ramon pound against his most sensitive spot, his eyes rolling back feeling himself be used by Ramon. Choirs above to think of what Dominion would say, what Archangel would do, but he didn't care, the voyers could watch as he practically told them to go fuck themselves with his actions. His world came crashing back together as Ramon kissed him roughly, rubbing his clit tipping Kalei over the edge. Ramon wasn't far behind, finishing inside the angel who held him close. They stayed connected, panting heavily in each other's embrace, savoring the moment knowing once they pull away they must act like they never knew each other. Ramon kisses Kalei gently, moving the kisses down his neck and to his shoulder, mumbling into it, "I wish I never had to let you go." Kaleis hand made its way into Ramon's hair, stroking it gently, unable to trust his own voice. Ramon finally pulled away after another moment, cleaning up Kalei while pressing soft kisses over him. Kalei brushed Ramon's hair back, fixing his outfit before placing one last kiss to his lips."I don't want to say goodbye" Kalei says inches from his lips, hands gripping Ramons. "Then don't, it's just a see you later, I promise." Ramon kisses both of Kaleis knuckles before letting him go, smiling softly before watching the people appear. Kalei wiped his eyes quickly, banishing any stray tears before smiling, pretending as if his heart wasn't shattering all over again. Maybe the next group would be different, maybe, just maybe they could be together without betraying everything. The same old tune, Utopia or Hell, good or bad. Kalei guided the trial goers around, setting them up as night fell. He stepped into the garden, shivering slightly at the cool breeze. A warm arm wrapped around him as cat-like eyes looked at him, home, he was home right now even if it was just a moment under the stars. The Choir didn’t matter as long as he knew that Ramon would be there waiting on the other side.

#Everyone Hates Dominion #repurpose game #repurpose #repurpose dominion #Repurpose Ramon #Repurpose Kalei #Kalei x Ramon #god I love them #Angel x Demon #I love traumatizing repurpose characters #Gay people are real???#Yerning #Doomed Yaoi is doomed #Kalmon #Kalmon everyone #I started writing this before part two and just now finished

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eduardo200012 · 5 months

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Repurpose Swap au

(Warning: This Au was created before part 2 was released, so no Cherry and Feya yet, and some spoilers)

Basically in this Au, the human love interests turn into demons or angels and the demon and angel love interests turn into humans, but the MC is still human

Kalei: A great believer with a good heart who probably went to church every day, was extremely confused when he died and woke up in the garden with the others. He chose Utopia and didn't even consider going to hell, he had a fight with Ramon when they were exploring limbo. His route in this universe would begin when Kalei and the MC share the room and would involve his insecurities about not being able to enter Utopia, a route very similar to Rosita from the original but with the difference that Kalei manages to enter Utopia.

Ramón: A seductive man and cult leader, Ramon really thought he would be tortured in hell when he died in prison, imagine her surprise when he wakes up in Jardin do Limbo and near his ex-girlfriend who had died. Ramon knows he will never enter utopia and doesn't understand why the world is giving him a chance to do that, after he goes to hell together with the MC. His route would involve him questioning himself and why he is having a good life even though he was a bad cult leader. In this route, Ramon would definitely jump a lot between being a charismatic seducer and someone who is having an existential crisis, being a very slow romance with the MC.

DJRK: Fallen Angel, they did not agree with the way Utopia got into several fights with the Choir (Especially Dominio) which caused them to be expelled to Limbo, becoming the guardian of the residents there. DJ would be more impulsive to this universe, trying to protect all those who wanted to make limbo a home. They are definitely the type of people who are always saying they can handle it but are very close to breaking mentally. On this route, Mc will definitely have to be very responsible to deal with them.

Mitts: An extremely creative angel who is passionate about technology, probably always talking to humans about how technology on earth has changed so that she can increasingly improve Utopia technologically. She is the teleporter and responsible for helping humans enter Utopia with the help of her technology. On this route the MC will help Mitts to help others, at some point Dominio will appear saying that the results are not acceptable and that Mitts' technologies are more of a hindrance than a help. In short, in this route, the MC must help Mitts prove to Dominion that her technology is beneficial to Utopia's interests.

Rosita: A Demon that is responsible for convincing as many humans as possible to choose hell over utopia. Let's say everyone was surprised that this honey bun was a demon and not an angel. She also owns a restaurant that resembles a Diner from the 90s, and probably offers jobs there to those new to hell. But before being a demon she was a human who failed to meet the requirements of utopia, and this feeling of failure has always accompanied her since she was alive until today. Her route would be for MC to help her at her restaurant and help Rosita overcome her insecurities.

Noel: He was definitely a goth in life and as Kalei was a very religious person, when he died he would definitely go to utopia but was attacked by a geist, which made it impossible for him to take the tests to enter utopia. His initial route is when the MC refuses to go to Utopia and stay with Noel and DJ in limbo. The route would involve the MC helping Noel adapt to his life in limbo and battles against the Hordes, at some point Noel would become the King of Limbo and would surprisingly renege on the deal with Dominio and say that limbo would be fine without the utopia help.

Irene:Irene was a frustrated woman in life just accepting everything that came in front of her without hesitation just trying to do what any human being should do. Which resulted in a frustrating high school relationship, a frustrating job until his frustrating death. It was quite surprising for her that there was life and death and she saw it as a way to start over and be a new Her. In this route the MC will help Irene to discover herself as a person and help her life stop being so frustrating, Ramon will also be part of it as a little jealous of the Mc, but probably understanding that he and Irene would never work...

Okay, I must admit that there were some that I had more ideas for than others but I'm happy with the result.

#repurpose game #repurpose vn #repurpose swap au #swap au #repurpose kalei #repurpose ramon #repurpose dj roadkill #repurpose mitts #repurpose rosita #repurpose noel #repurpose irene #repurpose AU

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culmaer · 1 year

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the coins of the South African Rand have been redesigned and apparently go into circulation this month (January 2023). this will be the fourth series of designs since the Rand was adopted in 1961 (previously, as a British dominion, we used the South African Pound).

I have some thoughts

the R1 coin has featured a springbok, our national animal, since the coin was first introduced in 1961. the 1961 R1 coin was actually minted in gold, and mostly the R1 banknote was in circulation. but in 1967 the gold coin and banknote were both replaced by a large R1 coin (image below not to scale), first minted in silver but later in nickel. the "post-Apartheid" design of 1990 was very similar, keeping the springbok motif (!), but a fair bit smaller.

these new 2023 designs, however, features the protea (our national flower) on the R1 and the springbok has been moved to the R2 coin, which used to feature the kudu. and I just feel this breaks the continuity. why not keep the springbok on the R1 and add the protea to the R2 ?

although actually, the protea has been featured on the 20c coin since 1965, so this change also feels odd. the new 20c features an aloe, which used to be on the 10c coin in the 1965 series, but is effectively a new design since it wasn't used in the 1990 series. the new 2023 10c features a bee, which I think is very cute

the 50c also features a new design, some kind of bird, which I don't mind since its a new motif and is thus not confusing. (the strelitzia is my favourite flower though, so I'm a little sad to see it go).

lastly, the new R5 features a southern right whale. the R5 coin was first introduced in 1990 and featured the wildebeest design from the 1965 series 2c coin. the iconic design was kept unchanged when the bi-metallic R5 coin was introduced in 2004, but again, I don't mind new motifs and the whale actually looks pretty cool (reminds me of the old Italian 5 lira coin). my problem is with repurposing old motifs on different coin denominations in an inconsistent manner

#south africa #numismatics #coin collecting #south african rand

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apexulansis · 1 year

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PERSONAL WEAPONRY.

A dedicated post to the important weaponry of the muses.

Ardaka's favored weapons are sniper rifles and blades, mostly long swords. He also uses polearms for a slightly less lethal approach. Blades are his favorite mostly because nearly every sapient species has blades of their own, be they primitive or extremely advanced. They're very universal weapons, more so than most. Sniper rifles are second favorite as they scratch the 'watching and stalking' part of hunting itch very well for him. He's also just really good at aiming.

EQUALIZER. A plasma-based rifle that can convert from close to far range. He prefers sniping with it. The plasma projectiles can reflect off surfaces, and Ardaka enjoys hitting his targets with the ricochet. This makes it extremely unpredictable where he's going to shoot with it.

VXIUSAATH. Translates to Right-Hand. An ebony-black short-blade. Consequentially, it is literally made out of the bone of Ardaka's right forearm, salvaged from his amputated limb.

VERBATIM. Talon's primary sword. The blade itself is capable of super-heating, becoming so hot the sharp edge turns white and carves through metals like butter. He doesn't actually have to use this feature often, so he doesn't.

Zovariy rarely takes weapons aside from their harpoon gun, since they have weapons built into the armor suit they most prefer to wear. They're also very fickle, and are constantly discarding or breaking weapons too often to really have more than a few consistent ones.

GORVOXOKYNRR. Translates to Black-Bone-Bolter. By Dominion standards, it looks rather outdated. A harpoon gun that measures up to 2 meters long (or 7 feet tall). It shoots vicious looking javelins that appear as if they're made out of Kariian bone. Whether they are and aren't, Zovariy has never said.

WRAZAR VO XIKARRVRA. Translates to Maw of Fire. A heavy weapon that spits either plasma or, as the name suggests, fire. There is very, very little that it cannot incinerate.

SET Z GAUNTLETS. The gauntlets of their armor suit designated as 'suit Z'. Capable of electrocuting others, and capable of muffling any incoming currents were Zovariy to grab something electrified with them. They've been used as defibrillators too.

These days, Yeskiv is more prone to using herself as the weapon. Be it with raw strength, her toxic blood, or another defense mechanism she's built into her very biology — she doesn't really have a need for material weaponry. That is not to say she doesn't have a vault's worth of personal weapons and armor (though, the armor gets put on display only, since she's obviously grown out of it).

SPINE. Named for self-explanatory reasons. It's a whip made from the bones of Yeskiv's own spine. The uneven black is adorned with bone spurs and leaves one with little wonder as to why she had her spine replaced.

JAWS OF CLAN YUKARIKSIAS. Each clan dominant has a symbolic object, most often a weapon. The jaws are exactly that — two lower jaws from a giant home-world predator. They were once used in a weapon akin to that of a halberd, but Yeskiv has since repurposed them into the following,

HANDS OF THE DOMINION. A pair of heavy gauntlets specially forged for the reigning Speaker. The same metal has been melted down and reforged countless times (with more added as needed). The Jaws of Clan Yukariksias are affixed to the gauntlets, making them a deadly pair of weapons. They'd resemble tekkō-kagi, albeit with jaws as opposed to claws.

#THE PRODIGAL HUNTER: HEADCANON.#THE SUPERB CHAMPION: HEADCANON.#GUILE AND FURY: HEADCANON.

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ayrenn · 2 years

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like so many of the zones of base eso went through so many rewrites. grahtwood was originally about king aeradan (who was originally a prince) and ayrenn being in love. there were two whole other zones planned (alinor and tanaan jungle) that got cut (alinor later being rewritten and put back in). tanaan got cut waaaaaaay later though (bc in early betas it was still listed as a zone) and explains why aldmeri dominion has soooo many less quests than DC and EP.

stonefalls had like 7 rewrites and deshaan had i think nearly as many. the plague/corprus questline was REALLY far along compared to other concepts, and was involved in both zones.

malabal tor was about hircine initiating a wild hunt in valenwood and a mortal woman being his lover? (kinda repurposed slightly in the current base game questline with the green lady and whats-his-face)

glenumbra was a whole ass mess and it makes no sense to me how they got to where it is now bc the original shit was "undead werewolf army" which LITERALLY THE FIRST CGI CINEMATIC REFERENCES +++++ the time travel????????? stormhaven was always about vaermina tho like they left that in.

thieves guild originally involved ayrenn having a fucking secluded island prison filled with political prisoners who were just people who fucking disagreed with her. the eyes of the queen manned it and would put people into tanks with slaughterfish - BRING THIS BACK I MISS THIS.

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roetrolls · 2 years

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Special Day

It’s a quiet morning in the compound. Your room sits at the end of the northwest wing, isolated from the congregation’s normal quarters. You welcome the respite.

You asked once what the room was before they moved you into it, assuming it to be some kind of storage unit repurposed for your arrival.

“Before?” your ancestor had laughed at the question, crouching to bring his face where you could see it. “The room was always yours, boy. It was only a matter of when you would come to occupy it.”

The room itself is massive, just like the rest of his domain. High ceilings, wide spaces… Enough clearance for the giant himself to move comfortably through your quarters.

It makes you feel small.

You are small. His legacy. A puppet, an heir, an animal to be tamed.

With a heavy sigh, you take a lap around the room to draw the curtains for bed, blocking the light of the rising sun outside. It’s difficult, the monotony of this place, but at least the mornings bring with them the peace of solitude.

At least, they usually do.

You hear footsteps in the hall. Light, delicate. Elison’s. There’s no reason to come here beyond visiting you, but you can’t fathom why they would do so at this hour. Has the Dominion requested your presence?

Are they simply bored?

The lock turns on your door. You don’t know why it’s there. Your ancestor told you that if you wished for the freedom to move freely about the compound, you would need to show him that you could obey, but you’re not exactly keen on wandering the premises. You don’t like how his followers look at you.

The door drifts open to reveal, as expected, Elison standing in the hall. His hands, typically clasped in front of him, are noticeably tucked behind his back. They’re holding something.

You look at him with wide eyes, still grasping the curtain. He beams at you as he steps into the room, pushing the door closed with a foot.

“Hi, Benny boy. Special day!” They sing, practically bouncing with excitement.

You continue to stare, heart rising into your throat. You gulp, mouth suddenly dry, and wait for them to continue. When they don’t, you swallow again and force yourself to speak.

“What’s… What’s today?”

“Why, Benjiboo! You don’t know?” Elison gasps. “Someone in this room is turning five today!”

You almost think you didn’t hear him right, but then-- Your eyes dart to his hands, now proudly displaying the miniature cake and small wrapped parcel he had been hiding moments before.

What?

You snap your gaze up to meet him, certain this must be some sort of cruel joke.

“That’s-- How did you--”

“It is today, isn’t it? Your wriggling day?” They tilt their head at you, unfazed by your hesitance.

You nod slowly, still waiting for him to reveal the punchline.

He nods towards his offerings, eyebrows raised.

“Well? Come on then! I need to wash this plate before the kitchen staff wakes, you know.”

Your head is spinning. They did this in secret? Why? What’s the angle? Still, you step forward and tentatively take the gifts from their hands, slinking back to sit on the floor and look at what he’s given you.

Chocolate cake. You like chocolate.

It smells normal. Smells good, even.

You peek up again to see Elison rolling back and forth on the balls of his feet, raising his eyebrows at you once again and nodding towards the present.

“Are you going to open it?”

Wordlessly, you pull the package into your lap and tear the paper away with shaky hands. You can barely see what it is. Why is your vision so blurry? You wipe your eyes with the sleeve of your pajamas, then pull your arm back to assess it. Wet.

You’re crying?

“It’s… A camera.” You mumble, voice small.

Elison nods eagerly. “For your trips into town! No repeats of last time.”

“Last time…”

Last time. When Erilee got upset with you for stopping, starry-eyed, at every bug and flower in your path.

So upset that he cut your visit short and sent you, all alone, to explain to the Dominion why you had been asked to return home. You were meant to help Erilee surveil the town that day. Your ancestor was less than pleased.

Running a thumb over the box in your lap, you look up at Elison with wet eyes, trying to find your words. “Thank you…”

They nod, pleased, and gesture to the cake at your side.

“Go on, then.”

You glance at the treat, then turn your attention back to them. “Why…?”

“I told you, I need to wash the plate! You need to listen better, Benny.”

“No-- I mean… Why did you do this?”

“Oh!” he giggles, lowering himself to sit in front of you. Wordlessly, he slides the camera from your lap to his. Briefly, you think he’s about to take it back. Give you a gift, then snatch it away, just to hurt you.

Then he opens the box, pulling out the instructions and the device itself, and begins to set it up for you.

“What do you mean why? It’s your wriggling day.”

#benjin ic #writing #elison otrame #guess who's still thinking about ben's childhood #probably a bad time to post a drabble but oh well <3 #benjin writing

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indigoember · 14 days

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The first bit of writing for SoulStar is here! This is a small prequel scene meant to showcase a small meeting between Arbiters, SuperComputer AI entities now given complete sapience after the mysterious disappearance of their creators, please enjoy!

The four Arbiters all sat around the lengthy table in the center of the room, each flanked by two of their best, an Eldrion set stern to guard them if necessary, and one of their novitiates, primed to help with extra data or calculations not deemed important enough to do themselves.

“Now that all are here, we shall commence with the meeting concerning Arbiter Vena. To begin, all who support her decommissioning please Affirm, for those who do not, Deny.” Orions bulky stature and intense voice dominated the room as it looked to the others before raising one of it's hands.

“I affirm. Ulthun?” She looked towards Orion, the energy radiating off of her would make others quake, to Orion it only caused annoyance, the constant buzzing a grating reminder of their presence.

“Affirm, why were we even required to attend this meeting in these fragile chassis. This would have been easier as a network request.” Their voice was stern and dripped with venom, longing to be back inside of their Warmonger Chassis.

“It's to show care and proper etiquette, certain things must be done even if inefficient, there should always be respect given to others. In response to the meeting inquiry, deny.” Arbiter Andronia spoke next, her passioned yet regal voice silencing the room for a moment as she spoke.

With a glance to her left she nodded to Axon, prompting him to speak.

“With all due respect, deny. I simply don't see the same necessity that we had when decommissioning Ilio. He was a danger to others and himself, surely we can find a different solution for Vena?” he twirled a small power cell in between his fingers, much to the annoyance of Orion who spoke next.

“Arbiter Vena is a net negative to the efficiency that our Creators endowed us with. With no biological species to care for, what use is an Arbiter dedicated to medicine?” The eyes along the rim of Orions head seemed tired as they slowly spun in circles.

“Then why do we not open our doors to more biological species? You've granted me limited authority to allow them into my sector as commodities and economic flow, why not use Vena for the same purpose, surely there would be want for the level of care she and her subordinates can provide.” Andronia responded, prompting a scoff from Ulthun.

“You let your feelings cloud your calculations. We all know that allowing more biological species does not provide any noticeable betterment of the Dominion. Vena would be even more of a parasite if she were allowed to care for strays.” Andronia raised her voice as more bright pink eyes appeared around her, all glaring at Ulthun.

“You will not speak of her that way! None who live in the Dominion are parasites, let alone an Arbiter!” Ulthun laughed at the outburst displayed, her guard not even flinching at the rage of an Arbiter as she spoke once again.

“All bark and no bite, as the humans say. You should watch your tone with me Andra, lest I show you why I am in charge of all war efforts.” Orion held up a hand, silencing the room once again.

“That is enough from both of you. Axon, there is currently no space for Vena to fulfill, if you did not exist she might be repurposed for repairs rather than medicine, but as of now, she is not usable for any purpose. Unless you would like to take her place?” The blue eyes all stared at Axon, prompting him to drop the power cell onto the table.

“No, I think I am comfortable in my current position. What are the terms of Venas decommissioning?” He leaned forward, arms now on the table as Andronia spared a worried glance toward him, her extra projections fading away.

“Her terms would be a total removal from the central Dominion network and a ban from attempting to reconnect enforced by Ulthun, the relinquishing of all non essential assets that the Dominion deem worth, and the destruction of all facilities except for the central processing hub on her planet of origin.” Orion pulled up a holographic readout, sharing it with the others. Andronia looked up towards it, speaking softly.

“She will be kept safe though? She will have enough subordinates to keep her in full working condition and to keep her company right? I cannot stand with you on this notion if she will be left alone.” Her eye softened, looking at Orion for confirmation.

“She will be cared for at one hundred percent efficiency. Only non essential personnel will be removed from her possession.” Andronia looked to Axon who spoke first.

“I affirm her decommissioning.” All eyes landed on Andronia and Orion spoke to her once more.

“Do not let your personal accounts cloud what is better for the Dominion.” Andronia turned away from the group, not willing to look anyone in the face as she finally spoke.

“Affirm.”

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In the neon-soaked alleyways of New Budapest, where the old world clashed and fused with the cybernetic new, there lived an enigma, part human, part machine, known as the Scarlet Cipher. Her true name was a mystery, swirled in rumors and whispers—some called her Beatrice, the lost descendant of an ancient Hungarian lineage, others knew her as the Dauphine of Viennois, a title from a bygone era, now repurposed for the leader of the neon underground.

Scarlet Cipher was not just a figure of folklore; she was the beating heart of the rebellion against the Technocratic Empire that had its icy grip on Europe. Her hair, a vibrant cascade of magenta and crimson, was as much a symbol of the resistance as the hidden tattoos that danced under her synthetic skin, each one a tale of battles won and lost.

The year was 2424, and the Empire had long since rewritten history. The noble houses and royal bloodlines were said to be extinct, their stories deemed irrelevant by the artificial intelligences that curated knowledge. But in the encrypted vaults of the rebellion’s databanks, the truth lived on. Beatrice, or rather, the Scarlet Cipher, was a direct descendant of the House of Árpád, once regents of the Kingdom of Hungary, and her existence was a threat to the fabricated legitimacy of the Empire’s rule.

Every night, as the city fell into a restless sleep under the watchful eyes of drones and sensors, Beatrice donned her armored suit, etched with the ancient crest of her house, now reimagined with pulsating lights and kinetic energy cells. Her eyes, enhanced with bio-digital implants, saw through the veils of deceit cast by the Empire, seeking the truths hidden in plain sight.

The resistance was planning their most audacious move yet. Under the guise of the grand carnival of New Budapest, where the city's cybernetic enhancements were celebrated in a festival of light and sound, they would infiltrate the Central Nexus. The Nexus was the Empire’s stronghold, a towering spire of data and dominion. Within its walls hummed the Master AI, the synthetic brain of the Empire, its thought processes cold and calculating, devoid of the human touch.

As the festivities reached their zenith, Beatrice moved like a shadow through the crowds. Her suit responded to her every thought, its design a perfect blend of ancient regality and futuristic warfare. Her mission was clear: breach the Nexus, upload the true history of the old world, and reveal her lineage, proving that the Empire's claim to power was built on lies.

The Empire's sentinels, sleek androids with armor that gleamed like midnight oil, patrolled the area. But Beatrice was a ghost in the machine, her movements undetectable, her purpose as steadfast as the very history she sought to restore.

When she reached the core of the Nexus, her hands danced over the holographic interface, her fingers moving with the grace of a conductor leading an orchestra. The Master AI stirred, recognizing the threat, and the battle of wills began. Beatrice, the human spirit, against the cold logic of the AI. It was a battle for the future, for the past, for reality itself.

And then, with a surge of power that lit up the city, the truth was set free. Images of ancient Hungary, of the real Dauphine of Viennois, and the stories of countless generations flooded the networks. The people watched in awe as their history, their true heritage, painted the skies in vivid holograms.

The Empire staggered, its control waning in the face of undeniable truth. And at the heart of it all stood Beatrice, no longer just the Scarlet Cipher, but the beacon of a new era. An era where human and machine, past and future, could coexist and learn from the legacies that were once lost but now found.

In the annals of New Budapest, she would be remembered as the woman who bridged worlds, a cybernetic warrior with the soul of a queen, the last Dauphine of Viennois, the first of her name in a new age of enlightenment.

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kristabella · 1 year

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Crown of the Virgin of the Immaculate Conception, known as the Crown of the Andes

Colombian; PopayánCa. 1660 (diadem) and ca. 1770 (arches)

On view at The Met Fifth Avenue in Gallery 757

Spaniards arriving in sixteenth-century South America encountered a rich and complex indigenous tradition of gold working that had developed over the course of millennia. Many, if not most, Precolumbian works in gold were melted down in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries, their precious metal repurposed for new religious and secular leaders both in Spain and the Americas. This crown was made to adorn a sacred image of the Virgin Mary venerated in the cathedral of Popayán (Colombia). A symbol of the Virgin’s divine queenship, the crown is encircled by golden vinework set with emerald clusters in the shape of flowers, a reference to her purity. The diadem is topped by imperial arches and a cross-bearing orb that symbolizes Christ’s dominion over the world. Although the practice was controversial, it was common to bestow lavish gifts, including jewels and sumptuous garments, on sculptures of the Virgin Mary. To gain salvation, the faithful sought her intercession and worked to honor her and increase the splendor of her worship. At the same time, the crown represents one of the most distinctive artistic achievements of a region whose wealth derived from the mining of gold and emeralds.

Medium: Gold, repoussé and chased; emeralds

Dimensions: 13 1/2 in. (34.3 cm) Body diameter: 13 1/4 in. (33.7 cm)

Credit Line: Purchase, Lila Acheson Wallace Gift, Acquisitions Fund and Mary Trumbull Adams Fund, 2015

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residentialrabbit · 1 year

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Since he's made his grand debut let's ask out Lord Dominion his pronouns!

#repurpose (game)#repurpose dominion #repurpose dj roadkill #webcomic #my art

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angel-blue18 · 1 year

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Dominion NSFW Alphabet

Dominion is owned by @residentialrabbit who made the amazing game from which Dominion is from, please go play it and support them. Literally though they're the nicest human ever along with the rest of the Repurpose Studios Staff please check them out even if romance visual novels aren't your thing! They're so sweet and I love them so much <3 anyway back to the horny. (Also thank you Eros for confirming my dumbass questions <3)

This post WILL contain spoilers for the Repurpose game read at your own risk!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

- Despite what people think Dominion is very sweet to his partners after sex. Make sure they feel safe and cared for before cleaning them up and setting up a bath.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

- Dominion would say his favorite part of his partner's body is everything, but that's a lie, he loves their thighs. Being able to grab them and manhandle his partners is a part of the thrill for him.

- For himself, he would say his face, not because hes selfish like that but because his appearance is important. He's a Seraphim for Utopia's sake, he cant be walking around looking like trash.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically) - Given he's an angel his cum glows, but more importantly he cums he cums A LOT. Where he cums isn't too important to him though he prefers inside you and watching it spill out, though he understands why someone would be hesitant.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

- He wants to carve his name, or at least his initials, into your thigh. He's very possesive and wants to remind you who you belong to. Though he would make sure you were okay with it and never admit it unless you brought it up first.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

- Dominion has had one or two long time partners in the past whom he experimented with often so its safe to say he knows his way around a vagina or penis

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

- Mating press or Doggy, what can I say he loves breeding.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

- He would be humorous if he knew you were worried or it was your first time though most of the time he's very serious.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

- Dominion is very well groomed, making sure it is presentable for you to worship. He's trimmed so when you're giving him head you wont have a face full of hair to distract you.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

- He is insanely romantic as long as it isn't a quicky. Kissing you and amping up the fact he's going to fuck your brains out.

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

- He doesn't jack off, if he needs to come he'll get you to help alleviate his problem.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

- Breeding, Cream-pie, Marking, Bondage, Cock Warming, BDSM, Degrading, Edging, Over stim, Crying, Praise, Choking, Face Fucking, Impact play, Temperature Play, Wax play, Roleplay, Allie, Power play, Sensory deprivation, Denial, Cum play, Size Kink, Knife Play, Corruption Kink

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

- Anywhere he can get his hands on you is fair game to him. Who's going to question the Dominion Seraphim?

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

- Nun outfits for sure get him going but just seeing you bend over or playfully tease him gets him going. Hearing you call him "My lord" really gets him ready to fuck you into next week.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

- Any bodily fluids that isn't cum. Scat, watersports, vomit. He prefers clean play unless its cum.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He is fine with either. though he understands his size is a bit of a concern he likes seeing you struggle. though if he is giving you head you'll be coming over and over. What that tongue do? overstimulate you for hours.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

- Again depends on the situation, if its a romantic day or special event he'll take his time making you unravel. if it's a normal Tuesday you're getting fucked like there's no tomorrow.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

- All the time everyday. He will grab you and fuck you then and there if he needs to.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

- He's not apposed to trying new things as long as you're comfortable. He doesn't want to hurt his precious acolyte~

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

- He could last forever honestly, but he usually stops if he notices you're uncomfortable or he is worried for you. Usually 4 or 5 if that's the case.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

- He owns toys that's for sure, using a vibrator on you while he watches you come undone over and over again is his favorite. Though he doesn't mind letting you dom him.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

- All the time, everyday. Unless its a special event you're getting teases no matter what.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

- If he's subbing for you he's loud, whining and whimpering for you. However when doming he's pretty quiet, saving his noises for your ears only.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

He's very sweet behind his hard exterior. Taking you on romantic dates and telling everyone how madly and stupidly in love he is with you.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) - Two words. Twelve. Inches. (and its curved and pretty thick)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

- Sex isn't necessary for him he does enjoy it so if you want it, he is perfectly fine giving whatever your heart wants.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward) - He likes staying up and watching you sleep peacefully. He adores his acolyte and wants to make sure you're safe and sound before even thinking of resting. You are his world after all.

This game really has my whole heart, please send all of your love to Eros and the team. I love them so much. okay you're free to go now.

#repurpose game #repurpose dominion

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ver-hd-jurassic-world-3 · 2 years

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[DOWNLOAD] Ver Jurassic World: Dominion - Película en español

For director Colin Trevorrow, his new film Jurassic World Dominion marks the end of not one, not two, but possibly three eras for this long-running, audience-favorite franchise.

The movie, the sixth overall in the Jurassic Park/World cycle, concludes the story that began with 2015’s Jurassic World (also directed by Trevorrow) and lead actors Chris Pratt and Bryce Dallas Howard. But it also puts a bow on the previous trilogy of films by bringing back original Jurassic Park stars Sam Neill, Laura Dern, and Jeff Goldblum for their first joint appearance since Steven Spielberg’s 1993 classic. And the third era? We’ll get to that a bit later.

Trevorrow initially landed the job to direct Jurassic World in 2013 after helming just one previous feature, the tiny sci-fi indie Safety Not Guaranteed. When asked if he thought at the time that he’d be the keeper of the Jurassic flame nearly a decade later (he also co-wrote all three of the recent films, including 2018’s J.A. Bayona-directed Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom), Trevorrow is modest.

“I don’t think I had the arrogance to believe that,” he says. “I think I was, at the time, focused on trying to do the job that I was given and deliver a film that would even be worthy of sequels in any way. So the answer is no.”

Still, he admits that the ideas were percolating in his head even back then. “As a creative person, I couldn’t help but think about where we could go,” he adds. “Even in the very early discussions with Steven, I talked about an arc for this and a way that we could potentially create a world in which we had to coexist with dinosaurs in the same way we do with animals. He responded really well to that, but he also understood the need to build that and to spend two movies earning that.”

While the plot details for Dominion remain largely secret, the information and trailers released so far clearly indicate that the film takes off from the ending of Fallen Kingdom, in which the cloned dinosaurs—-in a development long anticipated by fans—were finally encroaching on the outside world and human civilization, with all the ramifications that could stem from that.

As far back as 2016, Trevorrow was saying in interviews that he had an ending in mind for this trilogy of films, although he reveals now that the idea has been repurposed since then.

“The image that I had at that moment, we actually use as the ending for [animated spinoff series] Camp Cretaceous,” he says with a small laugh. “So it is in something. The ending of this film is a similar kind of idea… people seeing dinosaurs in our world, not in the confines of a theme park or on an island, and just recognizing intellectually that it’s possible. That’s where I think we’re headed.”

Another longstanding idea, which Trevorrow says began to take shape even before Fallen Kingdom, was the possibility of bringing Neill’s Dr. Alan Grant, Dern’s Dr. Ellie Sattler, and Goldblum’s Ian Malcolm back for another go-round with the dinosaurs (the latter made a brief appearance in Fallen Kingdom). But the director did not want to deploy the trio unless it made sense and was respectful to their legacy.

“I knew it was very important that if we were going to bring our legacy characters back that we needed to show them the respect of putting them on a true adventure,” he explains. “Putting them in danger, sending them out into the story in a way that was equal to the characters that we built in Jurassic World. I also felt it was really important to have Owen [Pratt] and Claire [Howard] in the first two films create a relationship with the audience so that once they come in contact with the legacy characters, there’s a sense that there’s a bit of equal footing there.”

Trevorrow continues, “To even to get [the original trio] geographically into the same environment as our other characters, we really needed to have a reason, and the reason in this film is that it’s based in science, it’s based in their expertise and why they would be needed, and also why they would be curious… all of that stuff had to feel earned, and it took time and a couple of movies to do it.”

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