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spiralingemptyness · 8 months

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Clone wars hc

Been lurking on tumblr for a bit (while) and decided to throw my own clone wars hc cause the hyperfixation be hyper fixated (sorry for any spelling errors).

Kit Fisto and Obi-Wan are bffs - They both lose their robes and seem to flirt with anything that walks. meaning they have get togethers and give each other flirting advice.

Jocasta Nu and Admrial Yularen are BAMF, and are severly underrated. you don't get away with hurting someone they care about unpunished.

Rex's first thought of ashoka was "that's a child" followed by "that's a child on a battle field" and then "that's a child on a battle field with no clothes, what the kark".

One of the shinies from Monnk's battalion definitely asked Fisto (while high on pain meds) if he lactates and monnk and fisto lost their shit and couldn't stop laughing for 5 min straight.

Kix (and other medics by default) have tranq/hypo guns for any vode or jedi that try to leave med bay when on bed rest.

Fox and Amidala gossip and constantly talks shit about Palpatine

Kit Fisto Smile Supremacy, this man win's best smile, it never fails to cheer someone up.

Rex definitely twirls his guns before putting them in his holsters when he's done using them

Bly is obviously in love with Aayla, and he tries to hide it (and fails miserably) but he's so respectful about loving her and swooning, that Quinlan couldn't even give him a shovel talk.

the clones were absolutely baffled when they met the jedi's

Wolffe and Fox are twins, they might be at each others throats 90% of the time, but if you talk shit about the one of them, the other won't hesitate to beat your ass.

Monnk says the most off handed shit in a dead pan tone (ex. Monnk: well I'm not gonna live, laugh, love this. Fisto, laughing his ass off: I-I'm Sorry? Monnk: I'm just saying this is gonna be a bitch)

Plo Koon is Plo Buir, He's at least adopted the Wolf Pack and Ashoka

the 501st and Ashoka are siblings

Grey adopted Caleb Dume

The Iron Battalion/13th battalion took one look at Cal and immediately adopted him

Ponds isn't dead (cause fuck canon), he found Boba before his schemes could go off and made him a deal, He helps Boba plan the assassination attempts on Windu (he trust his general won't die, but he gave him more headaches) so there's no casualties, but slowly the attempts stop and now Boba just lives in the 91st venator's vents.

The first time Cody picked up Obi-Wan's lightsaber he thought it was so cool, and now he just wants to glue the damn thing into his hand

Hound spoils Grizzer, he absolutely adores the massif

Jesse make sure Kix is actually taking care of himself, and make sure he's not over working (and when necessary, he uses a hypo to make sure Kix sleeps, cause Kix will hold that over his head and pay him back for it)

Fox and Thorn are opposites but they are really close

The corrie guard has a list of all the good and bad senators

The most forms that Monnk and Cody (and occasionally Ponds) fill out are forms for more robes

Cody's name is Kote (but goes by Cody cause so many nat borns mispronounce it) and Obi-Wan randomly asked if that was his name, and Cody was just utterly shocked

After Umbara, Fox say a very traumatized trooper (it's Dogma) who is facing shitty consequences for doing the right thing and adopts him into the guard

After Kix woke up from his stasis and found artoo's (again, fuck canon) he would stay up on nights he couldn't sleep and watch videos of him and his vode from artoo's memory bank

Clones using their Jedi's lightsaber - Cody using Kenobi's lightsaber after he loses it for the millionth time, Rex using it to back ventress away from ashoka, Fox finding quinlan's in a dumpster (with quinlan in said dumpster)

Hound let's grizzer purposely tackle people when he can easily apprehend them because it's funny or because whoever he's chasing pissed him off and he's petty

Yoda is the ultimate menace (like srs palpitine hates his ass, but yoda -and everyone else- hates him even more)

Yoda still keeps in touch with Rys, Jek, and Thire (mainly Thire) after the treaty or smth

The Corrie found Quinlan Vos in a dumpster and now he won't stop bugging them (expecially Fox)

Fox is a walking encyclopedia of every republic laws, you do one minor thing wrong and he can quote every law you broke, word to word

A trooper (let's call him Sharks) from Fisto and Monnk's battalion can just get a group of sharks to gather around, at every planet, every time, without fail

Plo's disappointed dad sigh can make a separatist army fold into defeat

Kenobi absolutely loathes caf, he hates it with a passion

Each high ranking clone officer has to deal with something of their jedi - Cody has to deal with Kenobi flirting with seperatist and losing his lightsaber, Rex has to deal with his general constantly crashing ships, his batshit crazy plans and his general continuously using the force to throw him, Monnk has to deal with his general randomly "shedding" clothes, and all the clones have to deal with their generals and commanders not wearing armor (Except for Jaro Tapal, HE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO WEARS ARMOR)

Corrie Guard can sleep standing up, very useful when guarding in the pods during senate meetings

The nice Senators (mainly Chuichi, Amidala, and Organa) and Vos very often get things for the Coruscant Guards, and whenever the guard see's the gifts they are baffled and bamboozled

Rex called dibs on Domino squad after the moon mission

Echo and Fives without hesitation took Tup and Dogma under their wing

Fives, Hardcase and Jesse started a prank war in the 501st that accidently evolved into a GAR wide prank war (with Coruscant being neutral ground, cause the guard doesn't need to deal with that shit, doesn't mean they don't help out)

Fox holds ALL the blackmail, and has multiple informants in every battalion, plus he has the power to withhold caf shipments

Fox also regularly reads his batchmates mission reports to mae sure their ok

The Corrie guard accidently adopted a stray tooka and a loth cat, now they're the guards emotional support animals

Rex keeps complaining about his brothers flirting with their jedi's that he didn't even realized that he third wheeled between Anakin and Padme that he joined their relationship

every mothers or fathers day without fail, shaak ti and plo koon always gets presents and gifts from their children (troopers and cadets.... and ashoka)

Coric is Kix's Ori'vod, he didn't admit it at first but Kix grew on him and well medics stay togeth

Coric purposely avoided being CMO of the 501st because they are hellions, Kix wanted to strangle him after he realized what being CMO of the 501st meant

Rex was on the 212th with Cody when Anakin was still a padawan

Rex hates evals, natural blonde plus Kamino is a recipe for hell. Also he was shocked at Skywalker being nonchalant about his hair, Anakin just though it made him cooler

That's all I have for now, if you see any you've seen before my bad, I honestly just typed the first that came to mind and kinda spiraled from there. I'm just now starting to interact with tumblr, so I might upload more and maybe even some art if I can stay focused long enough.

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rayshippouuchiha · 5 months

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Naruto curled around the baby in a little blanket nest he made for them: This is great! I wish kakashi was here to watch the entrances and guard my back though…

Kurama: and you don’t find anything weird about that thought?

Naruto: hmmm, no not really.

Kurama: riiiiiiight

Kurama is having an entire field day with this situation because his kit is an idiot not to realize that he owns that wolf of his and has for years now.

#What We Make It AU #Naruto #RayRambles #KakaNaru

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bleedingichorhearts · 1 month

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I need to be pet repeatedly and vigorously by big astartes men

𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖞 𝕻𝖆𝖙𝖘:

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: I’m assuming you just want very heavy pats from a very cuddle induced Space Man? Kinda just ended up as cuddles?

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets, @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan, @sleepyfan-blog.

Dark Angels: Let’s just magically say he got affected by some… pollen? and that made him very eager to return to you. Never in his lifetime has he been wanting to curl up around you and nuzzle your hair while tracing his fingers up and down your back and massaging your head. That’s a lie, he always wanted to, just never did.

Emperor’s Children: Would do it, no orders/questions asked. Even if he was influenced by this “pollen thing.” Purple Space Man does/will do it in public. He will pat you on the head anytime he gets! You’re a pretty little thing, how could he not?

Iron Warriors: Stubborn, stubborn Space Man. He doesn’t know why he feels like he should just set you in his lap and pat the hell(Chaos?) out of you, but guess what? He does it anyway. You are snatched the moment you round him to see what he’s working on. His hands threading and patting your head while you sit there confused.

White Scars: From this speedster, you get the fastest Tapotement of your life. You won’t even know what he just did to you until you feel yourself become like jello. (No, he didn’t kill you. He just put you to sleep really quick. It had his hearts working extra time. All he wanted was to pat you!)

Space Wolves: You, pat the wolf? You get a pat back. It ends up in a pat battle, but it actually ends up with you winning. All yours praises, scritchs and pats to him are incredibly powerful against this weakening wolf. Please, continue your work.

Imperial Fists: After building/fortifying he has gotten very needy to return to you and just snuggle in bed, pat your head and drag his fingers down your back. Cooing sleepily above you. Feeling how different your skin is to compared to stone/metal he works with. It reduces his stressors. Not that he would admit it.

Night Lords: Why does he want to just drag his talons through your hair you so much? Why is he feeling this sudden urge to “pat” you like you did to him one time? He try’s this “patting” to you and quickly finds out that his likes the new hobby. He gets you at the worst times.

Blood Angels: He comes to you immediately to sedate this sudden urge. Feeling that effect of that “pollen” running around through his systems. He’ll have you sat in front of him with his legs trapped around you, close to him while he pats your head. Cooing softly into your ear.

Iron Hands: Grumpy Space Man. He tried to avoid these sudden urge to come to you and be… affectionate with you, but it simply got more stronger the more he prolongs the inevitable. So, once he sees you and snatches you up for a patting session. Do not say anything.

World Eaters: If angy spicy man wants to pat? He gets his pats. There is no escaping it. Space Man will pursue to pat you. He can’t help it! You calm him down!

Ultramarines: Classic, classic blueberry. He’ll have you wrapped around his torso (as much as you could, lol) and chuff at the top of your head. His hands dragging letters into your back. Probably reciting the codex.

Death Guard: His pats are slow and escape resistant. If you’re in his arms getting patted chuffed, and cooed at? Congratulations, you’ve earned your self a personal masseurs, that you are not escaping from for at least 12 hours.

Thousand Sons: He’ll pretend that he is not feeling such… affections for you. Avoiding you until the feeling begins to strengthen then he knows that is the only way to resolve the problem is to go ahead a pat you… and it ended up being comfortable. He plans to do it again soon.

Son of Horus: This Space Man will growl and purr while patting you down. What? You trying to leave while he’s patting you? Growl. You’re accepting his affections? Purr and growl.

Word Bearers: You’ll find yourself laying on top of him for this one. Dozing off on him as he slowly pats you. His whispered words and coos lulling you to sleep. Let him worship you darling.

Salamanders: To be stuck in a patting session with a Salamander is like being trapped in the flames of a furnace. You’ll be like a hand cooked kebab once he believes you got enough affection from him. It was a very pleasing experience though!

Raven Guard: Him patting you was uncommon, but also rare. Usually he’s too busy trying to find you shiny things until he got hit with a wave to adore you. He’ll come back to pat you and coo at you while keeping you close to his chest like a mother hen.

Alpha Legion: Patting sessions were already in progress. It was unknown pay back for the glitter you got him with the other day. So don’t be surprised if you find yourself covered in layers with glitter after the session. He definitely got sent to sleep outside that night.

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mxiaogod · 1 year

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—14. [ANCORA] BEIDOU AU X FEM! AFAB READER

WARNINGS : STRANGERS TO LOVERS(?), PENETRATION, ORAL, SPIT PLAY, ANAL, SPANKING, DEGRADING PET NAMES, MENTIONS OF BLOOD, BITING, FACE SITTING, NSFW (DNI IF YOU AREN’T 18+)

Yall mb I was hibernating, thank you for 282 followers, this is crazy, you lot don't even fit in my house.

— It was never intended to be like this, fleeing away at eventide to escape the shackles of unjust governance that your little town was enacting. A wolf howls in a distance, filling the air with its mighty hymn. Your boots crunch beneath your feet as it touches gravel, legs straining trying to get to the final train departing. Your thighs itch from running and running, your breath catching and your chest heaving, and your lips have lost all color from the sinking feeling in your gut. "Just a little more," you mutter, below a whisper.

As the soles of your feet touch the entryway of the last train, your shoulders loosen as you release all your worries, releasing it one with the wind. You dash to your roomette, sliding the rusty door open with a little bit more force than usual, you settle in the dusty bed that was made comfortable with burlap, pillows rigid with a few stains and stray hairs from previous occupants, but you have no say, there are no complaints for people with little opportunity like you.

You think back to your frail little sister, her lithe hands, more bones than flesh, gripping your hands like you were her lifeline, before you left, you had written her a letter, explaining how this was needed, that you had to leave her with a relative to fend for the both of you, how you had found a better job, paper stapled into a tree bark that had said the castle was hiring a new maid and you had to take it, being there was a newly implemented law in your town that said no woman should work and must take a husband to serve them, terminating you from your logging job. You had no choice but to take up the offer, immediately sending a letter to the castle and receiving a positive response.

You rid your mantle and pelice, leaving you in your chemise and stockings, sitting down on the rigid bed, leaving a soft thud in its wake. It was deadly silent, the shrill of the night swallowing every sound until there was a soft tapping by your door, careful and calculated knocking so only you can hear. Your eyes widen, have they caught up to you? No, it can’t be, you were sure that nobody had seen you, with unsteady hands, you grab a dagger stashed on the garter of your stockings, gripping it with might, lips in a thin line as sweat drips down the valley between your breasts, dagger held up at your chest, as the knocking continues you stand behind your door, willing yourself to not open it but as frail as the door is, anyone could come barging in. You stand your ground until a soft whisper, chaffed and ragged, womanly but commanding, speaks into the dead of the night. “Please, I’m in need of help.” Each syllable sounding more forced than the other. A gulp followed the silence, your fingers gripping the ledge, sliding the door open as force came toppling down your body.

“Hmph-” You attempt, bloody fingers engaging your lips, painting them with malice, your hand with the dagger wrapped in her hand, skilfully hindering the threat. “Shh,” She muttered, with her pointer finger kissing her full lips, “I’m not going to hurt you.” She adds, “I require help, do you have a medical background?” You shake your head as you attempt to speak but her hand stays, she realizes, and releases your mouth. “I- I don’t, but my sister- my sister has a sickness that requires me to fix her most of the time-”

“Okay.” She interrupts, nodding her head, “Okay- fix me up then.” She commands an invisible threat hanging in the air, leaving no room for argument. You scurry for your chanerie, taking out a kit you had prepared beforehand, just in case something had happened to you. She moves swiftly, taking her coat off, her body guarded by armor, solid but subtle that you weren’t able to tell she had it in the first place. It had a gash running sideways, penetrating the metal. Her arms are firm, lean, and scarred, your mind clouding with lust, your gulp didn’t go unnoticed. She removed her armor next, leaving her in a blood-stained, shredded tunic. You take out a needle and thread with unsteady hands, grabbing a flask that somebody had left on the bedside, you open it and smell that it was liquor, “This might hurt, tell me when it does and I’ll stop, okay?” You warned, she stared at your face, a puzzling look on her face, her brows furrowed, “I’m okay, m’ tougher than I look, sweetheart.” She says, the corner of her lip tugging up slightly. You broke off your stare as you focused on the task at hand, her gash, her gash was macabre, gnarly. Located on the side of her hip, It looked like someone had taken a blunt sword and slashed her with force. It was angry and full of intent that you had started fearing for your safety. Somebody was out for her blood and you were here mending her.

You pour the liquor on her gash, getting no reaction from her other than a movement in her eye, which you now noticed had an eye patch on the other. You pour the rest of the liqour in your hands, sanitizing both the needle and the thread. You push her shoulders, silently asking her to lean on her side, she catches on and lays on her side, her head by the door, it was an uncomfortable position but her exhaustion had caused her to fall to the floor. You start stitching, spaced a quarter-inch from each other and from the skin edges, singing a song in your mind, a song you sing to your sister while you stitch her up, it helps you bypass the nausea from blood and flesh.

As you finish up, wrapping a gauze around her waist, reaching around her multiple times has created a tension in the air, her breathing now ragged and your thighs now clenched, she stares at it with a sneer, her lips pursing and her blink staggering.

You finish up, sitting back on your feet, wide eyes staring at the godly woman in front of you, brown hair falling harshly around her like the opposite of a halo. You're heaving, biting your lip to release some of the pressure building up in your body as she sits up.

You back up, scooting by your shin, the wooden floors burning your skin, to prevent yourself from doing anything that you’d regret by dawn. Her gaze turned predatory, a smirk full of mischief painting her full lips. In her tunic, her pants low at her waist, she gets on her hands and knees, and starts crawling painfully slowly towards you, like a predator catching its prey.

You’re forced to lean on your back as she towers over you, her gaze pinning you down. You look oh so beautifully laid out for her, your chemise falling sideways on your shoulders as she leans down to kiss it followed by her canines biting lightly. It was so raw, so carnal, your eyes closed in pleasure, tears escaped your eyes as Beidou lifted her thumb to free your lips from your teeth. She leans in and catches your lips between her mouth, her tongue invading yours. It was hot, wet and full of desire as she swallowed your whines. Your hips lift by themselves, grinding on air. “So needy, so desperate, are you?” She sounds with a throaty chuckle. “Tell me darling, have you ever been fucked here before?” She quips as she runs a warm palm to your pelvis down to your cunt. You grind on her palm, a small nod and a “Mhm” accompanying it. Her gaze darkens but it's gone in an instant. “I guess I should have expected that, you’re a little slut aren’t you?” She mocks as she grinds her palm back, adding more force to your throbbing clit. “M’ not a little slut.” You say, shaking your head no, “Oh but you are, look, I know this pussy doesn’t lie, which means that you are, no?” She teases, her warm lips kissing behind your ears, then your nape, down to the mounds of your breast she pulls the neckline of your chemise down, baring your breasts to her, nipples erect from the cold. She passes a hot tongue to your nipple, circling around the tip making it ache with need. You release a whine into the night, grinding feverishly into the fabric of her pants, her hands disrupting, pinning your hips down as she leans back on the soles of her feet, eyes filled with desire, mind clouded with lust and need, she bites her lips and smiles.

You knew she was teasing you, so you reach for her hand, placing two of her fingers into your awaiting mouth, sliding it back and forth, coating it with your saliva. Beidou’s eyebrows furrowed as she licks her lips, she grabs you by your armpits, lifting you with ease, your legs automatically wrapping around her hips, you halted, “Your wound-”

“No need to worry your pretty little head about it.” She warns as she places you down on your bed. She pulls her tunic up, revealing a set of firm abs and full breasts, you gulp as you notice metal rings dangling on both of them. You lick your lips, wanting a taste. She drags your underwear down to your feet, her thumb immediately parting your pussy lips. “Look at that, so wet, all for me baby?” She taunts, you nod, eyes hazy as you watch her. “All for you.” you respond, mind hazy, lust dragging your eyelids closed.

"Open" She commands, you open your mouth, tounge out as she spits a fat glob down your throat, "Swallow" and you do, her hand forcefully clamping your jaw shut. She drags her fingers to your mouth, back and forth until it’s coated with your saliva. She trails it down your lips, to your heaving sternum down to your pelvis then circling the pads of her fingers onto your throbbing clit, using your wetness as lubrication. She bites her lips, eyebrows furrowed as pure desire veils her face. She circles your opening, testing waters, you give her a small nod. "Good girl" she viciously smiles as she spits in your face. In return, you give her a gasp and a lustful grin.

She inserts both of her fingers at the same time she lowers her face as she licks your clit skillfully, like she’d done this a hundred times. You arch your back beautifully, “Arch for me, my darling girl, looks so beautiful like this.” She muffles, fingers and tongue assaulting your swollen pussy.

She sucks, licks and bite on your clit, overstimulating the nub until you loose feelings of your legs, she circles her thumb on your the puckered ring of your ass, using your arousal as lubrication. She eases her thumb inside your ass while she flicks her tounge on your pussy. It's so messy, so filthy and raw. Both of her fingers are occupied, fucking both of your holes at the same time, she looks up, your head lolled to the side as drool drips on the side of your mouth. She gives a throaty chuckle mockingly.

Her strong hips thrusts along with her fingers, her tongue darting out to lick at her canines. She presses her face to the delicate skin of your neck, dragging her sharp teeth, sending shivers racking down your spine, your body moves in waves from the assault she’s giving.

“Such a good girl, yeah? Playing doctor for me, isn’t that right?” She teases as she bites down your neck, drawing blood. Your eyes shut close from the pain and pleasure, a strained gasp tearing from your throat. She licks the blood beading at your neck, a numbing sensation starting to form.

She flips your position, her back now laying on the mattress while your thighs are on either side of her head. “Ride me, beautiful.” She eggs, as you hesitantly put your weight on her hips moving in waves, wringing your pleasure.

You bump the soles of your feet into her waist, striking her wound; she grunts in agony in your pussy as you press your calf deeper into the wound. Her eyes roll back and her jaw slacks from the agonizing pain shooting on her side as you press your pussy harder into her face, your head thrown back with your mouth open in pleasure. “Fuck! you like me in pain, don’t you love?” She snides, smack! A searing pain shoots from the globes of your ass, an audible gasp tearing from your lips. Her teeth latched onto your thighs, leaving marks in their wake. Her exhale filled with pain fans your clit as you grind your hips harder, soles pressing harder to her side.

“Just like that darling, use me, use me for your pleasure.” Your back bows, both arms supporting your weight above her head as your eyes roll back, a cry resounding deep into the night. "Good, that's it, you're doing so good, so good cumming for me." Her tongue works egearly, drinking your cum making sure nothing goes to waste. “Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.” Beidou chants as she watches you reach your quim.

Your back falls beside her with a thud, eyes immediately closing as sleep cradles your tired limbs.

Your shoulders strain from carrying your luggage, and as you exit the station, a carriage awaits you. On the blue beyond, the castle stood out. Every stone was level and square, as if the builders were obsessed with perfection, as if they truly loved what they created. They were walls built to protect a community, to echo with laughter, and to provide shelter for millennia to come.

An employer takes you on a tour of the castle and discusses your responsibilities as a domestic servant.

"Here we are, the queen's quarters," he said monotonously, his hands holding a gold door knob with elaborate carvings.

Through the heavy oak doors of the imposing keep there is a large chamber filled with rows of guards with armor and colors so flamboyant they almost distract your attention from the piles upon piles of glittering, golden treasure clustered around. The room smells of gold, the hard odor plating your tongue. The light from the teardrop shaped windows reflects off the treasure at all angles, filling the room with a warm, golden, glowing, glimmering light. A familiar image greets you, back straightened against a throne, brown hair framing her like the opposite of an halo, mischievous vermillion eyes, with her lips quirked up.

"It's nice to make your acquaintance, again.” Ancora.

#lesbian #genshin impact smut #genshin impact #sapphic #beidou smut #beidou x you #beidou x y/n #beidou x reader #art by @/Kateina_P on twt.

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gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan · 11 days

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The Starring Astartes of Poor Unfortunate Soul AU

Author's note: So, this is based on the wonderful, wicked Idea that @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @kit-williams were talking about how Biochemical Rejuvenation treatments are used by certain ranks of the Imperium.

Tagged: @whorety-k :) I had to have some sweetness for Smyith before his life goes... to Nurgle.

Part One

Warning: Illness, chronic pain, chronic fatigue, late-stage breast cancer, early-stage dementia, Comatose, car accident, PCOS, parkinson's disease, please let me know if there is more, I need to tag and add to the warnings! Keep yourself safe.

It's not been unlocked by Ancient Terra and how the Loyalists and Chaos Marines usually aren't trying to give too much technology and medical knowledge that isn't already made/discovered by the ancient humans upon Holy Terra. But... sometimes, the bonds between Astartes and Human pull the Astartes to doing things that are... ill-advised.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @kit-williams, @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k

Tagged: @whorety-k

This post isn't really going to be story, but it will help me, and anyone who reads understand who's-who, of the Main Character Astartes who read this AU. This is more of a "set up" not-chapter.

Seven is the favored number of Nurgle, and very important in Nurgilite Cultist stuff. So, Seven Astartes with humans suffering that will be going to a Death Guard for help. To keep their human safer, happier, 'healthier', and with them.

Loyalist Space Marines:

Su'cona he is a Salamander from post-heresy, after the second death of his Lord Father, Primarch Vulkan. His human has Chronic pain.

Zadakael is a Blood Angel who fought in the same battle that slew his Primarch Sanguinius and is one of the first to have fallen to the Black Rage and survived, somehow, and landed on Ancient Terra. His bonded has Parkinson's disease.

Symith is a Space Wolf who is from after the Heresy and during the time when his Primarch Leman Russ just got lost in the Warp, and they realized that he isn't returning. His Bonded was in a bad car accident and is now in a coma.

Renegade Space Marines:

Karlsor is a Night Lord from after the Heresy, and after the death of his Primarch, and the scattering of the Night Lords. His human has PCOS.

Alpharius nicknamed Chief by his human, true name Zariel, his bonded human has late-stage breast cancer.

Chaos Space Marines:

Zaarius is an Emperor's child from after the Heresy and is a Slaneshi space marine. His human has chronic fatigue.

Zeth is a Black Legionnaire from after the Heresy. His human has early stage dementia.

Hura is a Death Guard Chaos Marine and is the one that is providing the curse for what ails their humans. For a Price, of course.

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socially-awkward-skeleton · 5 months

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you're a mentor — an old scarred wolf, an injured soldier, a disgraced paladin. your teachings read as shamelessly pretentious, speaking in rhymes and biting down hard into anyone stupid enough to make the wrong move. this isn't your first life, nor your second, nor your sixth — you'll make the most of your time shackled to this world, no matter how many loops it takes to get it right. with every defeat, you reincarnate; a little smarter, a little quicker, crueler and nastier. will you choose to be brutal, equalizing, that final strike in the face of your enemies? will you go soft, become tender and domesticated? the choice is yours. it's not like i can stop you.

*the scream i scrumpt over the brutality into becoming tender because if that isn't Kit's arc idk what is. Violent monster incapable of mercy in American Beasts -> protective mother figure in the New Dawn AU

animal intuition

loyalty is the saint you pray to. if you ever were stabbed in the back by your beloved, you'd probably apologize. to your enemies, you're fierce. to your allies, even fiercer. you cultivate a thick inner circle built on promises and devotion, fit only for the best of the best. it's impossible for most to even begin to dissect the type of person you are, owing to your unbreakable emotional walls and confusing philosophies. dream careers? body guard, movie star, unwitting pawn. don't let people get the best of that loyalty.

cauterizing rage

the house has burned around you, and you’re the only one left standing. is it gratifying to be the survivor? fear and anger are weapons in your capable hands, used only to serve your agenda of fighting back when deemed necessary. you're a powerful person, built from the ashes of your despair and your family's mistakes. with time, you'll bloom into someone softer, like the full blossoms that grow each spring and wither away with the leaves in fall. they won't disappear if you take your eyes off of them. you're enough.

#tagged #oc: kit cross #oc: rory sinclair #oc: artemis

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mooshkat · 6 months

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in the woods somewhere

While exploring the woods and playing with the local wildlife, fox shifter TK accidentally stumbles onto werewolf territory and meets Carlos. Despite his efforts to keep his guard up after a disastrous heartbreak in New York, the wolf manages to catch TK's attention and the two slowly begin to trust each other as TK keeps coming back to see him.

What will happen when TK gets caught in a trap while coming to visit Carlos?

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The forest blurs around TK as he plays chase with the fox he'd found while exploring the woods, leaves and dirt scattering around his paws as he dodges and weaves between the trees.

By the size of the kit, TK guesses that they're not even a year old, old enough to be on their own but still playful and curious. He's going slower than he can run for them, letting them keep up behind him and almost get a few nips at him before taking off again.

TK's so focused on keeping enough distance from the kit that he doesn't notice he's stumbled into werewolf territory until it's too late.

The scent of it hits him all at once and he stumbles to a stop, looking around at his surroundings. The forest has given way to an open field, stretching out in one direction farther than TK can see. There are cows roaming and eating grass, or lounging in the sun, soaking up the heat.

In the other direction, the field ends after a few hundred feet with a wire fence, and a large farmhouse sits on the other side. It looks like something straight out of one of those cheesy Hallmark movies, where the city girl goes home to her hometown and realizes she loves the rugged farm boy more.

There's a man standing on the porch, leaning against the fencing that wraps around it. It's hard to see any defining details on the man from this far, but TK can tell his head is tilted as he watches them.

continue reading on ao3 !

#tarlosfic #911lsfic #carlos reyes #tk strand #tarlos #katie.txt #moosh worbs #🦊🐺 tfath au

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So you have any hcs about how hunter's scars affect him and how he and Darius deal with them? Scar tissue in general can cause a lot of pain, and that much across your whole body would absolutely put Hunter in chronic pain

Oh, yeah, it's most definitely going to affect Hunter, and it won't even be something easy to ignore either considering that it's like half his face, his neck, his arms, his legs... probably part of his head as well, since the horns during the possession had to pierce through the skin there.

I imagine that there had to be already a certain amount of pain he felt on the scar on his cheek, because it was big and deep, and everything about Hunter's life at the castle points to the fact that he wasn't exactly receiving the top notch healing attention, especially if one considers the healing kit in his room, and the very alarming way in which he tried to sew the Golden Guard patch on his cloak as if he were instead stitching a wound.

Obviously he wouldn't have had enough care back then to do anything other than just ignore the pain, and that probably would be his go-to strategy after everything is over, except that with so many scarred tissue (including a significant amount over his face that would inevitably show because Hunter is SO bad at keeping his expression neutral with feelings alone, so I feel like any sudden twitching or spams because of his scars would show so fast) and with people actually caring about him and his wellbeing, he wouldn't be able to pretend that everything's alright for too long, even if his pain threshold is worryingly high for someone his age.

Now, once they actually have a conversation about it, and probably about Hunter's tendency to hide his discomfort, Darius is definitely going to spare no effort in trying to get Hunter some good care, especially if some of the long term pain can be avoided with the righ treatments. There will probably be lingering pain regardless, but even a little bit less of it is better than doing nothing and just having Hunter in a lot of pain in a regular basis if they can help it.

The advantage they have is Darius is lowkey exactly the kind of person who will be able to help with the day to day care.

Any moisturizer, gels, or creams that Hunter needs to apply on his scars? Not only Darius would probably move sky and earth to get the best quality products for Hunter, he would help him apply them too, in part because Hunter might kinda forget to do that or just feel like he has to use as little of the products as possible to not inconvenience Darius if they're expensive and that just won't do. That would make for a good opportunity too for Darius to help him massage the scar tissue, he feels like someone who would know about those things and if he doesn't? Well, it's Darius, he's so terribly committed to everything he does that he would probably insist on learning so he could help his kid.

Since Hunter has significant scarring on arms and quite possibly legs as well, he might need some sort of physical therapy, especially because he wanted to play Flyer Derby and the stiffness he's going to have because of the scars won't be much help for that. Even if he feels like he can do it, I think he would give in eventually because alright, he does not like his limbs feeling like that and besides, he really wants to continue being part of the team and for that he needs to be mindful of what his body needs.

Because it probably won't be too easy for Hunter to trust strangers for a while, I can see Darius and him going first to a healer for that and learning how to do the exercises properly so Darius too can help with that in a far more comfortable environment. I can't imagine it would be pleasant for Hunter to have someone he doesn't know nor trust close to him and touching him on a regular basis during the therapy even if logically he knows they're trying to help.

With Darius' papa wolf tendencies, it feels like it doesn't matter what it takes, he's going to put it his all to help because Hunter deserves to be a life in as little pain as possible. You know he's also absolutely not having Hunter going to school if he's having a bad pain day. Nope. Who gives a damn about perfect attendance, he's not having his kid forcing himself through a day of suffering just for something as inconsequential as that, schoolwork is always something he can catch up on later, and Darius would never berate him even if he had bad grades anyway.

#hunter deamonne #darius deamonne #dadrius #the owl house #toh

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koyoriin · 1 year

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So I finally got around to getting both FFXIV PvP Series Pass sets! And well…I have some thoughts on PvP. tl;dr: If PvP is going to remain unbalanced, then the Series Pass and limited time on rewards should be replaced. If you feel like reading the rest, feel free to keep reading below:

I’d just like to preface this by clarifying that I’ve actually been doing FFXIV PvP for many years now, well before the changes that came with Crystalline Conflict (CC). PvP was not great back then, and doing it to farm Wolf Marks was almost a chore, and I never touched Feast because of the exclusivity behind its rewards (top 100 for the armour set). If you really like PvP in FFXIV; that’s great! More power to you, and I’m not here to shame anyone for it. This is purely to address the issues I’ve seen from hundreds and hundreds of PvP matches over the years, and the grievances I have with the Series Pass.

The changes for PvP that came with CC (the overhaul of the class kits for example) actually felt great after the old system! Most importantly a unique all-class armour set was no longer limited to Top 100 winners! Having simplified kits made it easier to focus on what was going on in the moment, which skills to use in certain situations, etc. But it was a double edged sword, and in turn it made Frontlines (FL) very, very annoying.

> Crystalline Conflict (CC)

CC itself is…not for me. I did it a lot to grind out the Archfiend set, and I personally was not fond of the format; in it’s early days, it was “whoever can stunlock and wipe the enemy team first wins” the vast majority of the time; and it still is now. It was really a coin flip whether or not you were going to win or lose a match, and frankly I also wasn’t comfortable having character names out during CC; it did result in people messaging me after matches as well, which was highly uncomfortable.

I will give CC the credit of being better than Feast, and more accessible; I do acknowledge that and I appreciate that the rewards from the Series Pass are actually obtainable by more than the top 100 for a change. But the grind was not fun, and even casual matches felt personal due to the names (again; I say this knowing that the format is not for me). A year later, and the state of CC is still the same.

> Frontlines (FL)

So what about FL? It was the format I was the most used to having done it for years; so this time, when the False Monarchy set came around, I figured I would do an experiment and see if I could get the set without ever touching CC (the answer is yes, you can, and there’s roughly a month of breathing room or so). I frankly didn’t even like the set; I did it because of a fear of missing out on the rewards. But with the advent of the CC kit changes, it also resulted in a lot of annoying strategies;

- MNKs and DRKs running up and camping bridges in Secure so they could knock people off for easy KOs and then run away without any consequence (I’ve also encountered groups of up to 5 doing this repeatedly per match)

- DRK and DRG/SMN combos using Salted Earth to pull people in before wiping out massive groups with stacked DRG or SMN LBs; and if you guarded through the first one, another DRK would just wait to pull you in (I’ve even seen two factions group up against the remaining one to pull off this trick repeatedly).

- SAMs using their LB and then countering any other counter with Guard before pressing the second input for an OHKO, or having a PLD cover them; I’ve used the SAM LB to take out entire teams before in CC and felt like it was unfair, and in FL it’s even worse when half the time you aren’t even able to see who you hit in a large group.

The really irritating thing is; all these things, from MNKs being able to stunlock repeatedly, bridge knockback KOs, DRK chain pulling, etc. were all here from week one of the CC PvP overhaul. A year later, and we’re still contending with this on a daily basis in FFXIV’s PvP, in both CC and FL.

> So what about the Series Pass?

As someone who doesn’t particularly enjoy competitive activities, it feels awful. Getting through the Series Pass simply to get around the fear of missing out feels like a chore. I think the worst part about it is that it goes against the previous attitude put forward by the dev team, where you could “unsubscribe whenever you like and do other things so you don’t burn out on the game.” I do other content in the game (Expert roulette, Tribal quests, Savage/Ultimate prog, etc.) every week, but farming out the Series Pass was by far the worst part of the dailies I was doing. It is, in my opinion, some of the worst content FFXIV has to offer, and myself and many others felt that we had to complete it in order not to miss out.

I do fully acknowledge that the current PvP is better than it was previously; the classes are more user friendly, FL matches are generally faster, and there is no longer the looming exclusivity of Feast rewards. However, it’s not great. It feels like a chore to participate, and this is largely due to the limited-time nature of the Series Pass.

I understand that having something time limited like that draws in numbers, but most people I have encountered who do PvP, do so because they;

- Feel like they have to, and the flaws of PvP “are what they are”.

- The others prefer not to touch PvP at all despite being interested in the rewards.

- And the remaining third are the minority I’ve seen who are vocal about winning, and tend to state that people who don’t care about winning shouldn’t be doing it.

> What can be done about that?

Well…all I have are opinions that I can share, which are based in experience from doing FFXIV PvP semi-casually for years. Prior to CC, being able to farm out Wolf Marks to purchase the rewards they would add every so often was fine; I do really like being able to access Feast-type rewards, but the time limit on them makes the whole process really not great. Being able to do it on your own time made it tolerable, and I had fewer complaints about it back then.

Going back to a system like that (being able to purchase sets/weapons with Wolf Marks) would be preferable; what they did with Wolf Collars and the Trophy Crystals is actually quite nice; being able to trade 1,000 for a Collar, and 10 Collars for a Hellhound Weapon. If they integrated something like that for more “prestigious” armour sets (ex. trading a higher amount of Marks for a resource = then 10 of that resource for a new set/weapon) would be fine to me. I know that would mean people would camp on Wolf Marks, but with a 20,000 cap anyway it’s not like you can really make significant progress when they drop new items.

If they really want to leave PvP unbalanced like it is, then I think they should remove time-limited content like the Series Pass. It works on FOMO (fear of missing out) to get people to play, and it’s a coin flip as to whether or not every day’s match is going to be “okay” or “absolutely awful”, and I’ve long since lost enthusiasm to keep grinding this kind of content daily when faced with the kinds of tactics people like to pull.The people I’ve met through PvP and seen on threads about the subject are largely unenthusiastic about the content, but do so because of an obligation to get the limited rewards before they go.

tl;dr: I feel like FFXIV’s PvP remains its weakest point by far. Rather than try to bolster it with time limited content, if they have no desire to balance the gameplay then the Series Pass and gating rewards with a time limit like that, should be removed. A system like the current Wolf Collar exchange would be a nice solution to bypass that, if each new set has its own “Collars” equivalent that can be purchased with Wolf Marks and is not gated by time.

Anyway, that’s just my two cents!

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humming-pokemon-helpers · 22 days

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[It’s a video, still shot in Lostlorn Forest. The flames seem to be more well-managed than before, but still burn; the fighting, however, seems to have drawn to a momentary pause at the current spectacle.

Reshiram, following Vision's pointer finger, lifts from the ground, soaring in what would be a majestic dive if it weren't for the fact it was headed for not just Colress and his Pokémon, but the half of Vanilla's team and a certain orange-haired swordswoman, who pointedly grabs the scientist's Klinklang and dodges to the side of the impact site. As Chiru grabs Ringogo's back and lifts off, two Pokémon remain: Necrozma, incredibly still sealed in a container of shadows, and Amadeus, too focused on holding the powerful illusion to notice her surroundings, let alone moving by breaking it.

Fur raised, both Vanilla and Wolfgang drop their current battles to rush to the kit's side as fast as their legs, not built for running so much as leaping, carry them. They snarl something at each other in Pokéspeech, nodding, before charging instead at the Reshiram from each of their directions, the malice contained into their fur glowing brilliant red and channeling itself into brilliant spectral armor, Vanilla's the dismantled pieces of a knight's armor, the sword they carry blazing brilliantly as it turns to a longsword, and Wolfgang's the makings of a samurai's, his claws turned into blades of their own.

Together, the two battle-bonded fighters are strong enough to deflect the dragon's Outrage on their own, Wolfgang turning over his shoulder to bark a scolding remark at his daughter, who grabs the Ultra Beast and makes a run for herself. As the dragon winds up with its wing to crush Vanilla, seemingly avoiding Wolfgang, Vanilla absorbs the bulk of the hit with their blade, striking back with a... Secret Sword, perhaps?

Wolfgang takes his chance to strike next, sinking Bitter Malice into the reeling dragon's left shank with his claws as it swings its head into the wolf's armor in response, shattering one of his spectral shin guards. Vision shouts something at the dragon in reaction, and though it looks puzzled, it turns instead to Vanilla again, trying to whack the hybrid with its tail before a narrow dodge below grazes his spectral chestpiece, dissolving its energy as they Night Slash upwards into the blazing tail. For the moment, Vanilla and Wolfgang retreat, noticing the way Reshiram's footsteps totter and its wings flap meaninglessly. Better not to get trapped by a confused legend. Together, though, they stand proud, a look of shocked relief on Vanilla's face.]

#pokeblogging #pkmn irl #high stakes pokeblogging #a vision in the mirror #tw violence #ask to tag #//battle bond designs below the cut as well! if only i had time to color vanilla's...

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Max, Rafael, Mina and Tavvy were running in between the tables, giggling and laughing, Jem was watching the children closely.

Magnus and Alec were sitting down, at the opposite side of the hall, kids were running around, music was playing.

"Im hungry." Simon sat down, which was followed by Isabelle and Clary, Jace was talking with Kit.

"Dinner will be served at 8. We got 30 minutes."

"Who are they, I saw them come in the limo, and they have the men in black around them?" Isabelle nudged Magnus's arm, pointing at a woman who was talking to Ithuriel, but near her were two men, in black suits, that were standing and looking at the crowd of people.

"That is Queen El, my aunt, she didnt want the guards, but they advised her that it was for the best."

"Dont point Izzy." Alec warned, as his sister stuck her tounge out at him, which he rolled his eyes in response.

It was Stanley Morningstar and Johnathan Fairchild's wedding. Seven months after Magnus and Alec's wedding. Magnus was superised that Johnathan took his idea for the ribbons which was decorating the ceiling.

"Oh no." Alec watched as Max quickly walked over to them, holding a plate, which appeared to be half eaten cake.

Before he got to them, Alec picked him up, and sat him on his lap.

"Want some cake?" Max took a fistful and gave it to Alec, who placed it in a tissue.

"Max where did you get the cake from?" Clary took the plate away from him, as Max frowned.

"The kitchen, Uncle Kit and Ty, gave it to us." Max said, Magnus wiped Max's hands.

"No more cake, dinenr will be ready, go and get Raf and find grandma okay? Good boy.!" Alec kissed his son's forehead, who nodded and ran to where the kids were, Alec watched, as Jem lead the kids to Maryse, and Jocelynn.

"It was delicious." Simon said, wolfing the last piece down.

"I was hungry you know." Isabelle playfully slapped his arm.

"Im gonna check on Jace and Sebastian." Clary said, going back into the crowd.

"Your dad is coming" Alec nudged his husband arm, as Asmodeus and Lucifer walked towards them.

"Congratuations on your son's wedding sir." Alec shook Lucifer's hand, who smiled at him.

"Well ill leave you to it, dinner is being served now." Lucifer stated, before leaving the group.

"What do you want?" Magnus eyed his dad, who sat down.

"Nothing, but I need you home as they want an after party, well that is what Stanley wants its a family tradition, you and Alec. No kids."

"But -"

"No buts. I am not serving guests on my own in my own house."

"You wanted to hos-" Alec stopped talking as his father in law shot him a glare.

"GRANDDAD!" Rafael ran up and jumped, Asmoeus catching him.

"Lets get some food. Are you hungry, im hungry?" Asmodeus picked up Rafael and took him to the table where they were sitting.

"Well that sucks." Magnus muttered.

"Should we help? We can come over?" Simon helped, as starter food was placed on the table.

"Its a family thing, so its just the adults getting together."

"Did you do it when you guys got married?" Isabelle said, taking a bite out of the chicken leg.

"I did, stayed there until 1 am, and dad kicked everyone out. Came back to Alec around four in the morning."

"You were so tired, you forgor your keys and you were crying." Alec remembered that night, thinking he was being burglared, and remebering sobs and opening the door.

Magnus was fast asleep and didnt wake up later in the afternoon.

aweeee this is sweet!!!!

#ask #love this so fluffy #talent anon #tsc #the shadowhunter chronicles

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gloryofdawn · 11 months

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It always bothers me when people are like, "Oh, if the Space Wolves joined Chaos, they'd be a/the Khorne legion!"

Have you met the Space Wolves? They'd be a Slaaneshi legion through and through. Yeah, they do the whole berserker rage, glory in combat, whatever, but they resonate with excess *so* much better. The feasting, singing, and drinking are just the start.

Remember, Blood Claws are the only ones (outside of occasionally Wolf Guard and psycho Jarls like my boy Sven Bloodhowl) who actually use jump packs and bikes, and while this is partially to facilitate getting them into rip and tear distance faster, they get a *huge* kick out of Going Really Fast. Lord if I can't remember his name, but in one of the Ragnar Blackmane novels, one of his packmates gets so into a drag race they were in with some Orks that the others started making fun of him for being part Ork. He was behaving like they were.

They also come ready-made with the sort of jading that happens with hedonism taken to Slaaneshi/cenobite levels. You start as a Blood Claw, and everything is exciting. It's all about the rush. As you age and calm down, you become a Grey Hunter, and later, when your temper has all but settled, you become a Long Fang. Can you imagine a group of Long Fangs desperate to feel the rush of their youth again, going into ever-more depraved levels of excess and sensation just to chase the high they had as Blood Claws?

They also fit in nicely with the whole Perfection thing Slaanesh likes to do sometimes. They take their art very seriously. Space Wolf armor has so much embellishment and decoration on it, and yeah, some of that might be GW trying to sell kits in uniqueness, but a Blood Claw's armor has as much personality in it on average as any Captain, Honor Guard, or what have you in another legion. Then there's the whole perfection in battle angle you could take...

I could go on, but the point is, the Wolves are a much more interesting experiment in purple than in red, and I feel like people dismiss it out of hand because they're angry.

#wh40k #warhammer 40k #Warhammer #space wolves #slaanesh #khorne #chaos space marines

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velathetanager · 1 year

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More Payday Plush AU

The dolls were given their own names to differentiate them from their big counterparts. The ones I have set in stone are as follows (ideas for the rest appreciated).

Dallas - Nate

Hoxton - George

Wolf - Pup

Chains: Nick

Houston - Derek

Clover - Lily

Jacket - Ricky

Sokol - Ivan

The dolls are not, in fact, murderous. However, the heisters believe they are, and sometimes they don’t help with this idea. Wolf once saw Pup with a nail gun. No one knows where he got it or what he was going to do with it.

Ricky came with two other dolls. One is a girl in a green top and pink pants, along with a horse head (still plush). The other is a guy in a white suit and blue shirt, along with an owl head (still plush). When the three travel together, Ricky is able to speak perfect English, and so are the other two. Jacket is terrified of them in this state and has been known to lock himself in the restroom when they show up like that.

George and Derek don’t hate each other or anything; they actually get along pretty well and will cuddle sometimes. That being said, they do hate each other’s big counterparts and will go to great lengths to make their days worse. The same is true between Ricky and Ivan.

Derek will squeak and cover his face around Lily.

Nate once pulled haunted BS on Dallas for a week after the latter picked up a medic bag the doll had been trying to take. How did Dallas handle it? Bought a toy doctor kit somewhere and gave it to Nate. Nate was immediately satisfied and guards that thing with his life.

#PAYDAY 2 #Payday 2 AU #Payday Plushes AU #payday 2 dallas #payday 2 wolf #payday 2 chains #payday 2 hoxton #payday 2 houston #payday 2 jacket #richard hotline miami #payday 2 sokol #payday 2 clover

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tanthamoretober · 6 months

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Here you go friends, the final round up of all the fics written for the nsfw prompts in the last chunk of Tanthamoretober.

See them all in the Tanthamoretober collection on AO3.

Multi day prompts:

Days 8, 10, 27, 28 & 29: Voyeurism, Magic, Mirror Sex, Dom/sub play, Long distance, Full Moon

Nymph Butter by TheArcher Rating: Explicit Summary: Graydon and Boorman are starting to get down to business when they find they have an unexpected guest spying on them. Graydon continues to choose the most inopportune moments to try and find out how Elora feels about him. Part 2 of Harvest Festival

Days 6 & 28: Biting, light masochism

a halo, a waiting room by myrebelliousphase Rating: Mature Summary: Jade opens her eyes, and for a second, they’re that familiar cognizant hazel. “Thank you,” she says gently as her pupils bleed inky black into her irises. Her eyelashes flutter, and when she speaks again, it’s with the same strain as before. “Ready?”

Part 1 of oh baby, can you hear me moan?

Days 8 & 21: Public sex/voyeurism and wet

feeling good by Anarik Rating: Explicit Summary: Meet me at 7:30 at the back of your house? K. Continuation of Festival Ideas (also appears under the prompts ‘festival’)

Days 4, 6 & 27: Face sitting, Biting, Dominant/submissive

Lightning Strike by TheArcher Rating: Explicit Summary: Direct Sequel to Nymph Butter.

Elora’s scrying spell dissipated before her eyes and she was alone in the grove. The air was cold outside but inside she was burning up. She couldn't tell what she wanted more: to have the confidence and strength Graydon had shown or to be the one beneath him, following his demands.

What was she doing? She couldn't be touching herself among the trees. Not when she had a private room and a fiancé. Part 3 of Harvest Festival

Day 25 & 26: Leather & lingerie

Make Me A Saddle by Silver85 Rating: Mature Summary: Did you know Jade leatherworks? Neither did Kit. Part 19 of Loving Me Loving You, (AWOOOO)

Day 1: First time

First Time by slvershdws Rating: Mature Summary: Well, they waited long enough, didn't they? Part 2 of Endearing Idiots (sequel to My Own Kind of Light)

Day 21: Wet

Salad by sofys37 Rating: Mature Summary: Lili gets caught off guard, she didn’t see Jade coming but she recovers and smiles. “I only take appointments in my office, you can come back tomorrow when we are open.”

“Oh, it’s ok, I’m not here for an appointment.” Jade gets a glock she had in the pocket of her hoodie and smiles. “I’m here to kill you, bitch!”

(also appears under the prompts ‘something in the woods’ and ‘fireside’)

darling it's better by Geek_and_Nina for lowkeyed1 Rating: General Summary: fast forward to when they're a little more used to this odd predicament and a little more romantically inclined Part 3 of The Laughing Whale

Day 22: Roughness/Anger

seeing stars by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Explicit Summary: that thing Jade found comes up and it's wonderful and then other wonderful things happen Part 22 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompts ‘kissing in the rain’ and ‘found footage’)

Day 23: Softness/Tenderness

The Architect of Catastrophe, chapter 25: Forever With You, My Darling by Silver85

Rating: Explicit Summary: A surprise extended epilogue for Tanthamoretober. This is a prompt fill for kissing in the rain and soft/tenderness.

Day 24: Roleplay

The Big Bad Wolf by Silver85 Rating: Explicit Summary: There's something about being chased by a werewolf in the woods. There's something else about being caught by one.

Part 17 of Loving Me Loving You, (AWOOOO)

Zombie Crack: Night of the Living Dental Dam by lowkeyed1 Rating: Teen and up Summary: Jade and Kit try a little Halloween roleplay… Part 1 of Tanthamoretober Crack Fics (also appears under prompts ‘cemetery’ and ’creepy setting’)

once more with feeling by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Teen and up Summary: kit and jade go on a stupid walk for their stupid mental health Part 24 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompts ‘creepy setting’’ and ‘cemetery’)

Day 25: Leather

Halloween Crack: Kiss of the Cat Woman by lowkeyed1 Rating: Teen and up Summary: Kit and Jade are on their way to a Halloween party when their car breaks down… Part 2 of Tanthamoretober Crack Fics (also appears under prompts ‘black cat’ and 'I’ll be right back”)

leather lips and lights by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Explicit Summary: jade has a revenge plan for kit's teasing while she was on her conference but it really didn't go the way she planned Part 25 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompts and ‘black cat’ and ‘I’ll be right back’)

Day 26: Lingerie

Funhouse Crack: Mirror Maze by lowkeyed1

Rating: Teen and up Summary: Jade and Kit go on their first date. On Halloween. To the carnival Part 3 of Tanthamoretober Crack Fics (also appears under the prompts ‘dead-end’ and ‘mirrors’)

vengeance by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Explicit Summary: day after the bathtub fic! when i tell you jade got home as fast as possible Part 26 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompts ‘mirrors’ and 'dead end’)

Day 27: Dominance/Submission

The List by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Explicit Summary: definitely not making fun of acre's naming protocols jade is on a trip and she leaves a list

Part 27 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompts ‘underneath the sky’ and ‘campfire stories’)

Day 28: Sadism/Masochism

wake up by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Explicit Summary: kit makes jade watch movies again, but she keeps falling asleep and jade keeps her awake very different from their last movie binge... but also not different at all Part 28 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompts ‘came back wrong’ and ‘full moon’)

Werewolf Crack: A Galladoornian Werewolf in Tir Asleen by lowkeyed1 Rating: Teen and up Summary: Boorman and Graydon were all set to have a little fun in the woods -- until the full moons rose Part 5 of Tanthamoretober Crack Fics (also appears under the prompts ‘came back wrong’ and ‘full moon’)

Day 29: Long Distance

Little Shop Crack: Mean Orange Bad by lowkeyed1 for LuckypupsMama Rating: Teen and up Summary: Graydon Krelborn is working at Mr. Willownik's flower shop, when he finds a strange and unusual pumpkin plant… Part 6 of Tanthamoretober Crack Fics (also appears under the prompts ‘carving jack o’lanterns’ and ‘cult’)

pumpkins by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Teen and up Summary: kit and jade are moving in together two years ago there's a whoopsie Part 29 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompts ‘carving jack o’lanterns’ and ‘cult’)

Day 30: Nipple Play

Costume Party Crack: Children of the Corn Cob by lowkeyed1 Rating: Teen and up Summary: Airk and Kit wear a costume to Boorman's party that Airk regrets, at first… Part 7 of Tanthamoretober Crack Fics (Also appears under the prompts ‘horror movies’ and ‘costume party’)

lost in wanting her to win by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Explicit Summary: kit and jade have some fun at gray's party Part 30 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompts ‘horror movies’ and ‘costume party’)

Day 31: Sensation Play

Corny Crack: Children of the Corn Cob II: The Final Crack by lowkeyed1 for GravityAlex Rating: Explicit Summary: Elora and Airk had so much fun at Boorman's party, they decide to meet up again… Part 8 of Tanthamoretober Crack Fics (also appears under the prompts ‘trick or treat’ and ‘something in the woods’)

peace by Geek_and_Nina Rating: Explicit Summary: A wedding Part 31 of Show Don't Tell (also appears under the prompt ‘something in the woods’)

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The Golden Snake Tooth | Chapter 18

Prologue | Last chapter | Next chapter

Notice/warnings: jailbreak, knock out, shouting

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Moe tried to fight and get away from the guards as the guards took him to be executed.

When they got to a small hallway, all the three doors closed suddenly.

“What’s the meaning of this?!” the Captain exclaimed angrily, looking at the closed doors. Then she banged her fist a few times on the door that they’re supposed to go through. “Open up!” Captain Luggins ordered.

When she finished banging her fist, the small door window opened to reveal Pepe. “What’s the password?” the piranha asked with a smile before closing it.

“What?” the Captain asked out loud, sounding a bit off guard.

The small door window opened again and Pepe said, “Nope!” Then he closed it again.

“Open this door!” Captain Luggins ordered again.

The small door window opened again and Pepe, who gave a deadpan look, said, “Not even close!” Then he closed it again.

Captain Luggins growled, not in a good mood. “I am going to give you three seconds!” the Captain shouted with warning.

“One!” she started with a loud voice, not hearing the hatch above the two guards and Moe opened up. Then a claw picked the guard on the right of Moe.

“Two!” the Captain continued with the loud voice as the other door on the left opened. Then a paw grabbed the second guard and pulled the guard in.

“Three!” the Captain said finally as she turned around to look at Moe.

The wolf gave her a smug look when Captain Luggins saw that the two guards weren’t there. Then his smug look faded as she stomped over to him.

But the next thing that Captain Misty Luggins did surprised Moe, she started to uncuff his wrists.

“What are you doing?” the wolf asked, confused at the Captain.

“I am helping you, along with your friends.” Captain Misty Luggins answered, getting the cuffs off. “I’m just doing my part and that’s getting that cuffs off. But after this, it’s beyond my control.”

Then both of them looked at the door that they were supposed to go through opened up and Lou came in, holding a frying pan, with The Crimson Paw, a figure wearing a full on black ninja suit and black mask, by his side.

Captain Misty Luggins sighed and turned around, looking down at the wolf. “Don’t expect this to happen again.” she said to him.

Then Lou hit the Captain on the head with the frying pan, knocking her out, and the Captain fell to the floor.

Moe looked at the Captain then looked at the closed banging door that they came through.

It was some guards and they were trying to break down the door.

The masked figure grabbed Moe by his wrist and they ran through the other door while Lou ran through the door he came in.

“What’s the plan?! Crimson!” Moe yelled at the masked figure as they both ran from the guards.

As the two ran, three of the guards that were chasing them were knocked out by some members of the tavern.

Moe and The Crimson Paw ran into the courtyard, where a lot of guards were running to them.

Moe and The Crimson Paw looked around to see where they could get out of this.

Then The Crimson Paw grabbed Moe again and took him to a rope that was connected to a pulley system, holding a crate.

As she got him by it and holding it, The Crimson Paw grabbed a nearby crossbow and shot the rope.

The Crimson Paw held onto the rope with Moe as the rope quickly pulled them up while the crate went down.

All of the guards stopped and looked at them fly up for a moment.

Moe and The Crimson Paw got on the wall of the palace and then ran quickly as a group full of guards ran after them.

When the two criminals got close to the edge of the wall, The Crimson Paw shouted, “Jump!” The two took a big leap over the big gap of water in between the palace and the towns of the kingdom.

They landed on the nearby rooftop of a home and started to run on the tiles of the rooftops until they saw the black wagon being pulled by Kit with Pepe, Lou, and Webs in the wagon.

Moe and The Crimson Paw jumped off the roof top and got caught by Lou catching them and setting them in seats.

“Thanks, Lou.” Moe and The Crimson Paw said, looking at him as Pepe drove them out of the kingdom and into the woods.

Moe felt a tiny slap on his snout and he looked to see who did that. He looked at Webs, who just got her arms crossed. “That’s for leaving Snake.” she said, glaring at him.

“I deserve that.” Moe said to her before he looked at Pepe. “We need to get Snake.”

“That’s where we’re going.” Pepe said, glancing at him.

“Then let me drive! I know where it is!” Moe exclaimed.

Pepe and Moe switched seats so that Moe could drive.

‘I hope we’re not too late.’ the wolf thought as he drove the wagon into the deep part of the woods.

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