#LET MY MAN DRIVE
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signs that you are indeed not a passenger prince
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i have to say i love the art from your pfp where erik's holding charles it looks so sassy idk i love seeing erik holding charles in various ways and you just draw that perfectly thank you very much erik please do carry charles everywhere he's a princess and he deserves that
thank you my friend !! he is his princess thats so true .....
#xmen#xmen comics#xmen tas#cherik#charles xavier#erik lehnsherr#professor x#magneto#snap sketches#ok this my last ask drawing for the weekend. probably thank you for chattin with me everyone !!!!#i needed an excuse to draw charles' combat outfit hello .... i must draw it more its my favorite#BUT YAR here ye be :] a gift from me ..... because i should draw charles being carried more#im gonna go drive back to my dorm after i have some dinner and then ima throw up about the upcoming week lets do this gang !!!!!!!!#old man yaoi save me. please.#NEXT WEEK i def wanna actually tackle some drawings ive been hoarding theyve been clawing at my brain walls all week#idk ... we'll see how the week goes ...
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we had a new washing machine delivered the other day and this 6’5 tongan lad gets out the truck and puts it on his shoulder and i go 😧 and my bf goes “please don’t do that in front of the missus”
#HAHAHA the guy was so humble about it#carried it up the drive and everything like no big business#let my bf carry the groceries after so he knows i still think he’s my big strong man
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Looli No That's A Horrible Idea-
A WheelSwap screenshot redraw! WheelSwap AU is on my mind-
I tried to make the background more of a toy look but MAN that's hard to do so I gave up halfway through lol
#the amazing digital circus#amazing digital circus#the digital circus#digital circus#tadc#kinger#tadc kinger#kinger tadc#princess loolilalu#tadc loolilalu#loolilalu tadc#au#tadc au#wheelswap au#tadc art#screenshot redraw#tadc redraw#help my man Kinger#HIS GLASSES ARE BROKEN WHO LET HIM DRIVE
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littles life just being The Job is so!!! we know nothing of the historical guy as a person except that he did his job and in the terror it is not really any different. hes the only 'main' character of the ones that hold on until the bitter end that dies in uniform...
also not to go 'and thats why he was quiet and that is also why he was angry' but being the no1 dutyfulfiller is literally the reason he was both v angry a lot of the time (EP5!) and why he didnt say anything abt it (dave. why did u give the doorslam to blanky dave. dave can we talk about how edward was supposed to be the one to angrily slam the door and u made it a comic relief moment for blanky dave i just want to talk!!!)
i used this quote in that crozier webweave for a bit abt jopsons corpse already so this is cheating but in that one dalton day poem where it says 'maybe thats just the way a body has to be - it dissapears' that is nedward. bc thats what he does. he disappears. there is a first lieutenant on the terror. the first lieutenant acts according to his role. his job will be done. ned little does not factor into this.
#once again recycling my own tags on someone elses post into their own post but . do u ever get emotional abt edward little.#the narrative didnt let crozier escape this the narrative doomed all of them from the start that THE NARRATIVE ATE LITTLE#there is nothing left if that man except His Role im going mad doesnt it drive u crazy how there is Nothing Left Of this Man but his role.#edward little#the terror#crying screaming wailing throwing up#also yes i do hold a grudge re that doorslam scene why do u ask.#cavetext
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my professional bg3 villains tierlist
#im so sorry gortash girlies#this is not an attack on you i just personally dont like your dog#i understand his storys probably good and shid but the inherent tragedy of orin just grips me like a steel watcher's fist#ketheric is also there i guess#what makes him compelling to me is moreso that he knows hes a terrible man and believes himself beyond redemption#and he knows what hes doing will drive him further down the dark path but has the mindset of ''back out now and itll all be worthless''#orin the red#orin anchev#ketheric thorm#enver gortash#bg3#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#ive rambled so much to a friend about orin#ohhhhh babygirl you are so tragedian#free my girl she did everything but like. idk. let her go
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Team red needs more attention
#Wade ‘let the blind one drive’ Wilson#Peter ‘absolutely no- OH MY GOD-‘ Parker#Matt ‘I turn now good luck everyone else’ Murdock#PLEASE I NEED IT#matt murdock#peter parker#wade wilson#team red#marvel#spider man#spiderman#daredevil#deadpool
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TES fest day 6: abandoned
In the grief of supposedly losing her brother, Lilanwe certainly made some choices. She joined the Worm Cult, becoming a much more cold and cynical person. Granted, it wasn't entirely Auredil's fault for what happened to him, but I don't know that she'll ever really forgive him for leaving her behind.
#yans art#tesfest24#elder scrolls online#lilanwe#like man lily and auredil's story is so fucked when I think about it now (in the best way. I love drama)#siblings who grew up relying only on each other and get pitted against each other by gods#she loses him and finds him and loses him again and refuses to accept that he's really gone while everyone around her tells her to let go#it becomes an obsession that drives her further away from people who care about her and she becomes angry and bitter#and she turns to this lone crusade against the worm cult. just hunting as many of them down as she can#just this vicious cycle of revenge and death which -chef's kiss-#also just the contrast between the two of them and her feeling like she's living in his shadow#her being an ex-agent of the worm cult who can never truly make amends#and auredil being meridia's champion who sacrificed himself to save nirn. thus dying a hero and absolving himself from the aftermath of tha#understandably she's resentful!#thanks for coming to my tedtalk
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making logan drive a car with this livery on the 4th of july weekend is insane
#f1#formula 1#british gp 2024#logan sargeant#let my man be patriotic!!#the most american guy to ever american in f1 is being forced to drive this#he’s about to blast the hamilton soundtrack the entire weekend#it’s psychological torture at this point *jokes*#or am i??
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i heard there was a river in the empty sekai
(credits for inspiration and the original go to rice as part of this mv!)
#project sekai#mafuyu asahina#mizuki akiyama#nightcord at 25:00#you all don't understand how much this stupid (/pos) song changed my brain chemistry#i say “let's take a boat out on the lake” and “oh man i fucking love fishing” and “fish are swimming in the pond” so frequently#it drives venus crazy i think#also to be transparent i did trace over the original image#i usually don't (like for my red flags drawing) but i started doing it without realizing and then didn't want to change it up#so especially this time please support the original artist their style is super fun#i also stole their text bc i have no idea what font that is#or how to use whatever type tool may exist in procreate#my art#fanart
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The Pirate (Dad Squad)
EVERYBODY COME GET YOUR LINEBECK SOUP!!
Abel shook the strange feeling off of himself as they stepped through the gate created by the item. If it had led them here, that likely meant its twin had opened a portal to this land as well.
Blinking a few times to reorient after the brief kaleidoscope of light, Abel took in the sight of a bright sun, the smell of sea salt, and the sound of crashing waves. They were obviously by the ocean, though he had no idea where in particular, or what sea. He only knew of the Lanayru Sea, but tales spoke of other bodies of water that rivaled it.
Rusl walked ahead first, adapting quickly, eyes alert but face placid. Abel watched the Fierce Deity walk after him, unreadable as usual.
Something clearly caught their attention as they stood at the edge of the dock, staring. Abel peeked around them, wondering what it was, when he caught sight of the scene.
A ship was sinking. But it was moving towards them. Its deck had just been submerged, and its mast was all that was remaining. A man stood atop it, glaring ahead fiercely as if willing the boat to make it to the dock in time, but his posture was proud as if this had been planned all along.
What in the world...?
The mast managed to reach the dock in the nick of time, allowing the man to step off. He blew out a sigh, looking like his knees were about to buckle, when he caught sight of the group of men. He sized them up quickly, eyes widening a little at the sight of the deity, and then waved sharply. "How's it going? I'm just passing through. Gotta go now. Important things to do."
"Wait," Rusl interrupted, stepping into his way. "Can you tell us where we are?"
The man blinked, hackles less raised, confusion evident. "Where you--this is Mercay Island. How do you not know that? What, you get clocked by those red spandex wearing freakshows too?"
Abel immediately stiffened. "The Yiga were here?!"
"The who?" the man bounced back, looking even more confused as the wind whipped through his dark brown hair.
"It's a group of demon worshippers," Rusl explained. "They've taken our sons. We're tracking them. Where did you see them?"
The man's face flushed, eyebrows coming together in outrage. "They took someone of mine as well! And he's my best crewmate! Well, he's my only crewmate, but that isn't the point! I came here in search of a new ship to track them down since they--they sunk--"
Here the man sniffled, glancing away in seeming anguish at the lost of his boat.
"I'm sorry about your ship," Rusl said appeasingly. "But perhaps we can help each other."
The man hummed, crossing his arms and squinting at them as if he were debating the matter.
Abel started to grow impatient. "Do you want to find your crewmate or not?"
"Don't get short with me!" the man snapped. "I am Linebeck, captain of the seas, and I know this place better than anyone, especially you guys. I'm your only chance to find those freaks, so you're going to take orders from me now!"
The Fierce Deity picked the greasy looking man by the back of his coat, bringing him to eye level. The man, in turn, squealed, flailing his arms and legs in a desperate maneuver to get out of the hold, yelling, "LET ME GO, YOU BEACHED WHALE!"
Abel glanced at the deity, tempted to tell him to toss the man into the sea, but if he truly had seen the Yiga, then they unfortunately needed his help. Rusl just sighed, seeming to grow a little tired of being the sole negotiator of the group.
"How do you propose we find the Yiga if your ship has been damaged?" Fierce asked, silencing the man's squeals. "If I retrieve it, will you be able to repair it expediently?"
"Retrieve--it's sinking into the sea, you small brained land mass!"
Abel did have to almost laugh at that one. Rusl looked unimpressed by the man's impolite demeanor, but at least his insults were entertaining. Nevertheless, they needed to move.
Fierce seemed to sense Abel's impatience and Rusl's disapproval, casually tossing the sailor aside as he walked up to the mast. The man spluttered, shakily trying to get to his feet before promptly falling back on to his backside as he watched the deity singlehandedly start to pull the ship out of the water with a firm grasp at its mast. Abel heard the wood start to give, though, not tolerating the force it took to fight the water crushing the rest of the ship, and he put a hand on Fierce's shoulder. "Let it go. We'll have to find another way."
Rusl turned to Linebeck. "We'll work with you, friend, but not for you. Understood?"
Linebeck gulped, still trying to process what he just saw, and then he huffed, rising. "F-fine. Whatever. But I'm still in charge."
Abel felt his eyebrows pinch together. "That's not--"
"Let's go!" Linebeck announced, twirling around and marching towards the island. "I know just the ship we can acquire."
The three trudged behind him somewhat reluctantly. Abel bristled at being given orders from someone like this, but he kept his mouth shut for now. Instead, it was the sea captain who spoke first.
"So... what are all your names?" he asked as he continued to stride ahead.
The Ordonian answered first. "I'm Rusl. This is Abel, and Fierce."
"Fierce?" Linebeck repeated, glancing back at him. "Weird name."
"It is my title," Fierce clarified.
"Title? Who calls you Fierce? Fierce what, Fierce Breaker of Personal Boundaries?"
This man talked entirely too much.
"What's the plan?" Abel asked before the conversation could continue.
"That ship," Linebeck said, pointing towards a relatively large ship sitting in the harbor. "We can use that to track those scum."
"If you already had another ship, why were you perturbed at the loss of your other one?" Fierce questioned.
"It's not his," Abel surmised quickly.
Rusl smiled, rolling his shoulders. "All right, then. Who owns it?"
Abel glanced over at the Ordonian, a little baffled. He still hadn't entirely wrapped his head around what kind of work this man did - he was the most polite and kind of the group, easy with people, yet he condoned stealing in a heartbeat.
Not that Abel wouldn't steal if he had to, but... he had to. Rusl was... he didn't know. This just certainly was not the first time the man had done it, that was for sure.
And clearly, this sailor was more akin to a pirate.
Sighing heavily, Abel listened as Linebeck prattled on about some women "who won't be a problem," and the three men started moving steadily towards the boat.
Surprisingly, it only seemed to have two women aboard - Linebeck claimed that the rest of the crew was at the market. That at least made things simpler.
The four moved quickly. Rusl crouched low, leading the way and pulling out a dagger he hid in his belt. Despite being quite the swordsman, Abel had observed that Rusl often resorted to a dagger in close combat, and the more he saw it, the more he questioned the blacksmith's occupation. Fierce, on the other hand, left his hands open, likely not wanting to use his powerful blade on a couple women guarding a ship. Linebeck was also unarmed, curiously.
Sighing, Abel unsheathed his sword. He caught up to Rusl, and the two rushed up the gangway, picking a target and quickly overpowering them. Rusl never unsheathed his dagger, only using its small hilt to smack the woman across the temple, knocing her unconscious and covering her mouth as she fell. Her companion caught sight of him before Abel could get to her, yelling, but Abel easily tossed her overboard while Rusl pushed the other down the ramp.
Fierce walked aboard next, glancing around, while Linebeck sauntered aboard. The pirate's face was tight, as if he hadn't quite expected the ferocity the men had displayed, but he tried to cover it with a quick little, "Well done. Now we can depart."
"Not yet," Fierce said quietly, his voice in that low tone he used when stalking prey. Abel immediately went alert, whirling to find what he was looking at, when--
"Intruders!!"
Turning sharply, Abel saw a woman pointing from a door leading below deck. Within an instant, at least ten other women appeared, all armed and snarling.
"You said they were in the market!" Abel yelled as he readied for a fight.
Linebeck didn't reply, seemingly vanishing into thin air, and Abel only caught sight of his blue tailcoats slipping under a barrel.
"Did--did he just--"
"Not now!" Rusl snapped as their enemies charged on them.
Abel focused quickly, dodging a strike from a nearby fighter before parrying her blade and kicking her away to create some distance. Thankfully, he still had at least one functional shield left, and he quickly used it to block a jab from another enemy. Before he could retaliate, the two women were swept away by a... screaming woman?
Abel glanced to his right to see Fierce holding one of the fighters by her wrist and using her as a weapon to ram into the others. At his questioning glance, the deity explained, "The little hero usually does not approve of killing mortals. If these women prove problematic, I'll eliminate them, but for now--"
"Behind you!" Abel interrupted, pointing as another fighter tried to leap off the rail of the deck and stab Fierce in the head. The deity swatted her like a fly, and she rammed into the opposite end of the ship.
"Jolene!" some of the others shouted. Abel immediately perked up at the reaction - clearly this woman was important, maybe even the leader.
"Toss her off!" Abel ordered the deity, moving to intercept a few other enemies. He glanced to his left to check on Rusl and found the Ordonian starting to accumulate a pile of enemies who were on the ground writhing or motionless.
The former knight felt a swell of pride for his friend before looking back to see Fierce easily throwing the leader off the ship. As predicted, the others followed to check on her, leaving the men in peace temporarily. Abel put his sword and shield away to pull out his bow and arrows while Rusl pulled the gangway up to prevent them from returning. Moving to the edge of the ship, Abel nocked the arrow, aiming for a second before letting it fly. It sank into the woman's shoulder, making her scream in pain.
He nocked another arrow.
"Abel," Rusl interrupted, putting a hand on his shoulder. "The fight is over."
Abel continued to stare at his target. Killing her would put the rest of her crew into chaos. It would prevent them from following them.
Rusl's hand tightened a little, reassuring but firm. "Abel."
Sighing, Abel slowly lowered the bow and arrow. His focus was interrupted as he heard splashing, glancing over to see Fierce throwing the bodies overboard.
There was a scrape of wood on wood, catching the men's attention, and they all drew their weapons to see--
Linebeck, peeking out from under the barrel. "Oh, are they all gone?"
I'm going to kill him. Abel marched forward, eyes alight with rage, when he was held back by Fierce, who pinched the back of his tunic to prevent him from moving ahead. He turned to snap at the deity, but his words were quickly overrun by the pirate, who dusted himself off and continued, "Well done, then! We're ready to set sail! I'll man the helm."
As he moved forward on the deck, he scurried all of a sudden, filled with seemingly feral energy, and stood on his tiptoes at the railing, shouting, "THAT'S FOR ALMOST BLOWING UP MY SHIP TWO WEEKS AGO, JOLENE!"
Before anyone could comment, he rushed to set sail as if his life depended on it, guiding the ship out to sea.
Abel blew out a frustrated breath, and he felt Fierce release him. He kicked the barrel under which the pirate had been hiding, taking little satisfaction from it but having to get his anger out somehow.
Rusl took a moment to calm himself as well, though far less noticeably, before he walked over to the wheel. "So where are we going?"
"Bannan Island," Linebeck answered, eyes on the horizon. "That was the direction they went, towards the north sea. They also claimed to be going to a Banana Island, so I think they heard the place's name wrong."
Banana Island. Goddess. Sometimes Abel was almost embarrassed that these were his enemies. Though it simply proved that sheer numbers could cause enough of a threat, despite how idiotic they were.
There was silence for a while as Marcay Island grew steadily smaller. The adrenaline of the fight wore off, and Abel slowly slid to the ground, feeling his stomach grow steadily more upset at the tossing of the waves.
"Who are these people, anyway?" Linebeck eventually asked, glancing at Rusl. "What do they want?"
"They essentially want to see the world burn," Rusl answered, crossing his arms. "Somehow that involves taking our sons hostage."
Linebeck pursed his lips, debating some issue, and sighed. "Well, that's rotten luck. Good thing you have me."
"Oh yes," Abel huffed. "Where would we be without you?"
Linebeck didn't seem to catch his quip, or if he did, his rebuttal was interrupted by Fierce asking, "Why did they take your crewmate?"
Linebeck's face soured, and he glared ahead of him at nothing in particular. "Whatever the reason, Link can probably get himself of out of it. But... I need a crew. So I'm finding the kid."
Link?!
No. Surely not. There was no way this disgrace of a man had a Hero in his crew, and--
Oh goddess he did, didn't he? That would be why the Yiga targeted him.
"Our boys are named Link too," Rusl said, eyes widening a little as he came to the same conclusion. "Heroes of Hyrule, spread across time. I think they must be targeting them because they know they'd stop them otherwise."
"Heroes? Hyrule?" Linebeck repeated, staring at him. "My kid isn't a--I mean, he's--look, he's my crew, and... he's a good kid, but..."
The pirate bit his lip, staring at the wheel a moment, still and silent. Worry etched every feature before he shook his head.
"The Yiga will perish," Fierce assured him. "We'll find your child."
Linebeck flushed. "H-he's not my child!!"
"Right," Rusl chuckled, patting the man on the back.
Abel sighed, ignoring the pirate temporarily and looking at at sea. The horizon bounced up and down along with the ship, giving him a headache, and he closed his eyes. He wondered if they'd actually have any luck this time - all they'd found were scraps of information and cold leads. This attack seemed fairly fresh, so hopefully they could make it in time.
Ugh. Closing his eyes made the seasickness worse.
Thunder rumbled, catching Abel's attention, and he hastily opened his eyes to see dark clouds ahead. "Uh..."
"Are we going to sail through the storm?" Fierce questioned, staring at the abysmal weather.
"No sailor goes through a storm on purpose," Linebeck immediately said. "That's just suicide. Lucky for you, I'm an excellent sailor. We'll skirt around it - I don't want to lose too much time."
At least Abel could agree with the man on that. But still... even he, someone who did not navigate the ocean, knew not to get near a storm out in the open sea. "Are we sure about this? We should probably try to avoid it altogether."
"And give those sea vipers time to get away?" Linebeck growled, glaring at the clouds. "Ha! I, Linebeck, master of the seas, can handle this just fine! I'm getting my crew back, blast it!"
Well... he couldn't fault him for his determination, at least. But still... Abel sighed, hugging the wooden support rung under the railing, lightly bouncing his forehead against it. "We're going to die."
Abel's relatively mild quip felt more and more like a promise the closer they got. The winds picked up, the sea turning a sickly green, and Abel nearly threw up with how much they were being tossed around. Rusl nearly flew across the ship as one wave almost overturned them, and Fierce had to grab him by his shirt to save him. The three men clung to the rail desperately, occasionally getting beaten by walls of water spilling overtop them.
Abel looked to the helm worriedly, feeling completely out of control and petrified, only to see Linebeck standing firmly, holding the wheel with a steel grip. He glared defiantly at the sea, almost daring it to try its worst, confident and firm in his stance.
At the sight, the former knight had to admit he felt almost a little reassured.
Another wave crashed into them, and Abel watched Linebeck release the wheel a moment, letting it turn sharply, guiding the ship to ride with the wave. Then he grasped it, guiding the mast with gritted teeth as he fought against the whipping winds. Fierce pulled Abel close, shielding both him and Rusl with an iron grip to the railing so the waves wouldn't knock them off.
Honestly, with the way they were getting tossed, Abel would be surprised if they didn't capsize. He clung desperately to both the rail and the Fierce Deity, feeling the mythical being's strong arm pressing him and Rusl closer together. Rusl and Abel exchanged a look, some kind of finality or certainty in each other's eyes as they nearly flew over another wave, facing it head on.
They still had to find their boys. Abel had to get back to Tilieth. He'd survived a damn apocalypse, he wasn't letting this be what killed him.
Glancing up at the pirate again, Abel saw the same fierce determination on his face. It was a promise, and despite how Abel's entire world was trying to kill him, he took comfort in it.
Abel closed his eyes, his forehead touching Fierce's sleeve, his hand brushing against Rusl's as they both held on to the deity for dear life, shivering and trusting and letting go.
Hylia... I leave this up to you. Don't let me down.
He lost track of time. All he heard was the crashing of waves, like claps of thunder, roaring in his ears, making his heart pound. But slowly, surely, the boat jostled them less, the wind didn't howl as it had, and the ship rocked and bounced up and down like a hammock instead of feeling like an earthquake.
Abel opened his eyes, dripping wet, tasting salt and bile, and saw sunlight.
Linebeck smiled down at them, hands on his hips, looking triumphant. "Told you I was the best."
Rusl barked out a laugh, slowly rising while Abel continued to shiver in Fierce's hold. "Well, I'm certainly impressed."
"Are you alright?" Fierce whispered softly, his arm shifting to rest his hand on Abel's back.
Hesitantly, Abel rose, testing his legs, though his knees certainly felt like they could give out at any moment.
It was official. He despised sailing.
But he could recognize and admire skill when he saw it. "Well done, Linebeck."
The pirate beamed, postiively preening at the praise, and Abel found he couldn't hold himself together any longer, leaning over the rail and vomiting.
Linebeck cackled quietly, heading back to his original spot. "Well, it isn't for everyone, I guess. But I promise the rest of the way is less rough."
Rusl helped Abel sink back to the floor while Fierce grabbed some water at the Ordonian's request.
"You good?" Rusl asked. He was shivering too, just as soaked to the bone as Abel, but he seemed far better put together.
"Nothing fazes you, does it?" Abel asked hoarsely, somewhat annoyed and jealous.
Rusl smirked. "We all have our strengths. You're certainly a better fighter than me."
If you say so. Abel pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a little less nauseous, and accepted the water Fierce offered him.
The sun slowly dried everyone off as they continued to make their way to their destination. Eventually, Rusl, being the talkative man that he was, starting gently interrogating their captain while Abel leaned against Fierce with his eyes closed. The deity didn't mind, letting himself be a pillow, but Abel could hear fabric shift as he turned to listen in to the other two.
"How did Link become part of your crew?"
"Well, I was hunting treasure," Linebeck explained. "Link wanted to find the ship I was looking for. His friend, uh, needed some help. So we worked together. I figured the kid worked so well it only made sense that he stick around. He..."
Here the pirate paused, and Abel looked over at him. His eyes were cast downward, and though shadows pulled at the dark circles under his eyes, he had a gentle smile on his face.
"He's a good kid."
Fierce sighed quietly, barely audible over the breeze. "I must figure out why these Yiga are after our children."
Linebeck grew flustered. "I said he wasn't my kid!! Look, he's just a useful member of the crew, okay? Honestly, I'm not that soft!"
Fierce blinked, the slightest crinkle to his nose, a dead giveaway that he was bemused. "You speak of love and affection as if they are weaknesses."
"Wha--I--this is silly, I am a pirate, and--"
"And?" Rusl prompted, eyebrows raised, a mischievous, gentle smile pulling at one corner of his mouth. Fierce may not have understood the man's blustering, but Rusl clearly was just trying to mess with him now, seeing right through his bravado.
Personally, Abel was just a little exasperated by it. Men who pretended they were "tough" and nothing affected them all the time simply to show off annoyed him. He used to maintain a calm façade not because he was trying to prove a point, but because the last thing people needed was to see someone in charge panicking. This was different. This wasn't a way to keep others feeling safe and secure, this wasn't a means of protecting others, this was a pitiful attempt for Linebeck to protect himself.
Perhaps it wouldn't annoy him so much if he didn't suspect the man behaved this way in front of his kid too. He could act a fool to others, but if he denied his affection for his boy right in front of him, Abel did not approve of that.
But he didn't have to say anything. Fierce's innocent confusion would tear down his argument well enough.
Linebeck huffed, looking like he was scrambling for an argument, but Abel had to interrupt it when he caught sight of something. "Is that land?"
Everyone turned to look, seeing a small splotch of yellow and black andd green, and Linebeck laughed triumphantly. "There it is! Land ho! I told you I would get us there in record time! Now hold on, you sorry land slugs, we're coming in fast!"
He was true to his word as it seemed to take little time to reach their destination. For once, it was blessedly easy to find their target - a large ship with the Yiga symbol on its mast, painted sloppily as if it had just been done, was at the port. Linebeck worked to slow their approach, when Abel instead insisted, "Don't slow us down, just ram it - we'll take care of the rest!"
"There's a cannon on this ship," Rusl noted.
"We can't risk hurting the boys if they're aboard," Abel argued, shaking his head. "Just damage it enough to stop them from escaping, and we can board."
Linebeck nodded. "Just so you know... it's uh, all up to you once we get there. I'm a fantastic fighter, but I'm afraid my sword is on my own ship."
Rusl and Abel both stared at him dully. "Right."
The men prepared themselves, weapons at the ready. Fierce pulled out his double helix blade, making Linebeck's eyes double in size. "Geez, overkill much? Get ready, we'll hit them on the port side."
"The--the what side?"
"Port, on the port--ugh, on your left!!"
The three moved, and Linebeck snapped, "Your other left!! Left from facing the bow!"
Abel sighed heavily, positioning himself and bracing for impact alongside the other two. As the Yiga ship grew closer at an admittedly unnerving rate, he prepared to jump.
Their boat slammed the Yiga ship, impaling its hull slightly and causing it to rock so severely that they could hear some of the enemies screaming and falling into the sea.
Linebeck roared in satisfaction. "HAHA, TAKE THAT YOU BRAINLESS JELLYFISH!"
Abel let the momentum of the movement carry him, Rusl, and Fierce across as they leapt with the contact. The Yiga boat was still nearly on its side when they landed, causing them to slip a little, but Abel recovered quickly, decapitating the first Yiga in sight before moving on to the next. The team moved quickly, with Fierce taking out swathes of the enemy in one fell swoop while Rusl tore ahead. Abel scoured the area for signs of a leader, entering the underbelly of the ship as well.
When he reached the brig, he froze, breath stolen from his lungs. There was another gate there, its bright kaleidoscope dizzyingly swirling, and two Yiga stood before it, holding an unconscious boy.
Oh hell no! Charging ahead, Abel stabbed one Yiga quickly, kicking the other off the child before finishing him off. Rusl hastened in shortly thereafter, wiping blood of his sword.
"Anyone else?" Abel asked as he knelt down to check on the child.
Rusl shook his head, cheeks flushed, eyes aflame. He held up a booklet. "Found a journal log, though. Might be able to help us."
At this point, Abel honestly wasn't surprised, just exasperated. He supposed the Yiga's main purpose in being here was to take this boy. Theirs were still at large.
At least they'd spared this boy the same fate.
Fierce entered last. "The enemy has been eliminated."
Abel sighed, looking down. The boy in front of him was young, not even a teenager from the looks of it, though he was likely close. His hair was thick and wispy, golden as the sands and thick with mositure and sea salt. He wore a green tunic and undershirt, paired with white trousers.
"Link!"
Catching the men's attention, Linebeck rushed into the room, kneeling down beside the boy. His hands hovered over him hesitantly, face paling at the abrasions on the boy's face. At first his concern was genuine, but his eyes shifted to the dead Yiga around him and suddenly he looked woozy.
Abel fought the urge to roll his eyes. He motioned with his head to Fierce, who quietly removed the bodies. With the distraction gone, the pirate returned his attention to the child, considerably less pale but still oh so hesitant and gentle with Link.
The boy stirred, squeezing his eyes before slowly blinking them open. Abel could see the immediate sparkle of relief as the boy registered seeing Linebeck, and the former knight smiled a little.
Linebeck smiled in return, hands finally settling on the child, patting hsi cheek and helping him sit up. His grip settled on the boy's shoulders, and he took a steadying breath.
And then he started shaking him like a rag doll.
"You stupid sea monkey, what were you thinking do you have any idea how much trouble I had to go through just to get to you, they sank my ship, now we have to get a new one--!"
The other men stared, a little caught off guard, and then Rusl gently pointed out, "Easy, you're going to give the kid whiplash."
Linebeck paused, glancing at them, leaving Link nearly limp in his grip, eyes dazed and clearly dizzy. The pirate huffed, pulling the boy to his feet, and Link stumbled around a few paces before nearly collapsing against him.
Sighing, Linebeck settled an arm around the child to keep him from falling over, letting him lean against him. "Well. The job's done, at least. But... didn't you say your boys were missing too?"
Rusl smirked. "Ah, so he is your boy?"
Linebeck jumped, eyes widening. "W-wha--no, I--you're dodging the question!"
Rusl waved the booklet in response. "I'm sure this log will have valuable information for us. But you and your son should get out of here. We'll make sure the Yiga can't come back."
Linebeck was practically inflating with hot air to rebuke Rusl's claims about him and Link, but he instead stormed out. "Honestly, I rescue you ungrateful sea barnacles and you mock me. I'm leaving."
"You forgot your kid," Abel noted dully as the boy shook his head and steadied himself.
"Link, let's go, what are you waiting for!" Linebeck called from above deck.
Abel put a steadying hand on the boy's shoulder while Rusl smiled warmly at him. "Better get going, son."
The boy looked between them, adn then the Fierce Deity, and then he nodded, saying softly, "Thank you. Thank you for taking care Linebeck."
With that, the kid ran outside, and Rusl laughed. Abel had to chuckle at the ridiculousness of it all.
"Let's get through this gate and seal it," Abel suggested. "We can read the journal after we get out of here. The less likely they can come back, the better."
Fierce's reply was cut off by voices from above.
"Linebeck, look! It's Jolene's ship!"
"Of course it is, I stole it!"
"But then why is your ship over there?"
"What?! My ship was--that's my ship!"
"Oh! I think I see Jolene on it!"
"She fixed my ship? SHE STOLE MY SHIP??"
Rusl and Abel exchanged a look, and then they both snickered.
Fierce glanced hesitantly above deck, but Abel shook his head. "Leave him to his fate. Clearly this is not their first encounter, and they've managed without us. We should go."
With that, the three men strode forward, preparing for another adventure.
#Tetra and Ciela were with Aryll and Grandma because there are only so many characters I can write that I don't know much about lol#I feel like Rusl might get annoyed with Linebeck occasionally but overall can see right through his little act#Abel on the other hand... whether he can tell it's an act or not he'd drive him nuts LOL#Fierce is just like “he isn't a threat and he's helping me so ok”#I feel like if Linebeck had stuck around and become a permanent member of the squad Fierce would've eventually inadvertently called him out#Fierce: Why do you choose to hide your concern and care behind meaningless words and bolstering bravado? Does it make you feel powerful?#Linebeck: *spluttering*#anyway Linebeck is an excellent sailor thank you for coming to my tedtalk#no matter how goofy or immature or cowardly he is this man is king of the seas and even Abel can respect that#Let Linebeck Be Cool 2024#and then let him be a goof again lol#this was SO much fun to write oh my gosh#sorry it took a while to write but here it is :)#hope y'all enjoy <3#also hope Linebeck feels right#Dad Squad#abel#rusl#fierce dadity#linebeck#phantom hourglass#legend of zelda#writing
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the safest driver in Nueva York 🚗💨💨💨
#SO LET’S RIDE???#love xina and her janky ‘antique’ car#funny as hell that Miguel toughs it out through so much shit in the comics but Xina’s driving is Not One Of Them#been seeing 2 fast 2 furious edits of suki so I used her for reference heehee#xina kwan#spiderman 2099#atsv#spider man: across the spider verse#my art
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TAKIISHI CHIKA IN CHAPTER 153
#✧* ꜝ takiishi chika#𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓴𝓲𝓴𝓲#TAKIISHI CHIKA I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK I LOVE YOU I LOVE I LOVE YOU I LOVE I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU#I WANT TO BITE YOU / EAT YOU / KISS YOU / CONSUME YOU / DEVOUR YOU / CLAIM YOU / DO EVERYTHING TO YOU#SWEETHEART LOVE DARLING HONEY ANGEL SWEETIE BOO DEAREST SUNSHINE CUPCAKE GEM PRECIOUS GORGEOUS BEAUTIFUL BELOVED CHARMING MY EVERYTHING ADO#SOULMATE TREASURE MY LOVE ENCHANTING LOVELY HEARTBEAT ANGEL FACE CUDDLE BUG SWEET PEA SPARK BUTTERCUP FIREFLY DREAMBOAT BUTTERFLY STARSHINE#SWEETS POOKIE SNUGGLE MUFFIN DARLINGHEART STARLIGHT MOONBEAM CUPID SWEETY PIE FLOWER DAZZLE BELOVED ANGEL POOH BEAR SUNKISS HARMONY SWEET C#TAKIISHI CHIKA DON'T MAKE ME GO EVEN MORE INSANE / BOY YOU DRIVE ME TO THE EDGE AND I WILL DIVE IN FULLY LET ME DROWN#I HATE YOU CHIKA I HATE YOU FOR MAKING ME OBSESSED WITH YOU I WILL NEVER GET A REAL BF LIKE THAT#PLEASE BE REAL AND LET ME LOVE YOU AND BE YOUR COOL GF I CAN KICK ASS TOO IM SO GOOD AT FIGHTING#I CAN TWIST HANDS I CAN KICK HIGH WE WILL BE SO HOT TOGETHER#i mean we are alr together in my silly little brain#GUYS PLEASE IM NOT WEIRD IF I CANT HAVE A REAL BOY TO OBSESS AND LOVE / I HAVE TO COPE SMH PLEASUE UNDERSTAND THIS#I MEAN MY MAN IS THE BEST ISN'T HE HMM#kichi / takikishi forever#F O R E V E R#MONSTER MY BABY IS A MONSTER#IM IN LOVE WITH A MONSTER#EXPECT SO MANY CHIKA CONTENT AS USUAL#YOUR CHEEKS I WILL EAT THEM AND KISS THEM AND BITE THEM#takiishi#takiishi x reader#takiishi chika
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Kinktober day 13: Size difference
You had been pestering him all day, thirsty for attention but he was still minding his own business. You tried everything to get him to at least look at you but he ignored your presence almost on purpose.
It was frustrating, since the morning you had been trying to get him to touch you, however it was impossible, you didn't know if he was upset with you for some reason so in the end you gave up.
James wasn't upset and yes, he had noticed every attempt you made to gain his attention, he wanted to see how far he could take you, of course when he saw that you stopped insisting, he went for you, he was going to take what was his.
As you walked towards the kitchen, a pair of hands grabbed your waist and lifted you off the floor, you yelped in surprise and frowned at James.
"Hi sweetie" He smiled mischievously at you, amused by your annoyed expression.
"That's all you're going to say, you've been ignoring me all day you son of a..." You couldn't finish speaking as his lips pressed against yours, his arms around your waist kept you off the ground, it was kind of impressive how strong he was to hold you like that, it turned you on. "You need me so bad, don't you baby? Well, I'll give you what you need."
He put you on your shoulder and carried you over the kitchen counter, when you were already seated, he pushed your chest so that you rested on your elbows, pulled down the shorts you were wearing, opened your legs and spit on your pussy to proceed to massage your folds with his fingers.
"I think if I get you ready first, you will be able to take me fully this time, will you be able to take it my love?" your thighs trembled at the thought, the short time you had been together you had never been able to take James, the stretching of your hole was almost painful with his huge fat cock, you looked him in the eyes and nodded, you desperately wanted him to fill you.
He started to put his fingers in you, one by one until he fit four of them inside you; he loved to see how your walls closed around him, fuck, if you gripped his fingers like that, he was sure you would suck him inside you as soon as he fucked you for real, he finger fucks you for a while until you were loose enough. You protested at the loss of contact when he withdrew his hand from you, unbuttoned his pants and let his cock pop out, it was so hard it sure hurt a little, the head was wet with pre cum and you couldn't help but reach out your hand and stroke it a little.
"I need your cock to stretch me, ruin me for others James, I'm begging you” You didn't even look at him, just at his wide length, gods, you couldn't even completely wrap your hand around him, it made you drool.
He chuckle at your dirty words, deciding that he had already played with you too much.
He tentatively puts the tip in your hole, his erection contracting as he goes deeper, you bite your lip as you get used to the stretch, James stops every so often to let you adjust, caresses your cheek and kisses you to relax.
"Look baby, you're taking it so well, your pussy was made for me, it fits perfectly around me.... Oh yes, so tight" He is amazed as he watches you open up for him, you squeal when he's all the way in, you can't help but contract around him which makes him hiss, his fingers dig into your sides.
For a moment you are still, his cock is splitting you in two, your walls clinging to his length in a tight grip, your clit throbbing with need, your wetness staining the inside of your thighs and his pelvis.
The moment of stillness doesn't last long, after a few heavy sighs, you are pulled off the kitchen counter, you are barely held in the air by James' forearms, you don't even know how your position is physically possible, he grabs you as if you weigh nothing and begins to fuck you crudely, he moves your body at the angle that gives him the most pleasure, all you can do is hold onto his shoulders.
"I love how petite you are...letting me use you as my personal sex doll...so perfect baby, I'm going to fill your womb until you can't take it anymore" he's so lost in the sensations that he forget any filters, you try to circle your hips to grind your unattended clit. Finally, with just a little rubbing to your sensitive part, you convulse in ecstasy, your eyes rolling as a powerful orgasm hits you, leaking your fluids all over the place.
The sight of you being undone by the rough way he takes you, is all James needs to spill his cum inside you, wave after wave of his cum is showered inside you, filling you completely, so much that even your lower belly swells a little.
James' arms are shaking from the effort, so he places you back on the counter.
"Maybe this is a good time to tell you that I'm not on birth control" you murmur softly, glancing sideways at him, completely surrendered and exhausted. James shrugs, downplaying it and chuckles softly.
Writing obscenities in the wee hours of the morning is fun, however, imagine the James you want, he is already a huge man.
#just the thought of him lifting me up drives me wild#imagine that man taking advantage of you#I would let him#no questions asked#james hetfield#jaymz#james my beloved#load james#st anger James#james hetfield smut#kinktober 2023
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Gojo and Geto could have flourished in the Jujustu world If they confessed a little sooner but Yuji and Megumi were doomed the second they entered it.
In other words, Gojo and Geto were in a burning building with a fire they made and let fester. They could have put it out, but by the time either of them tried, it was too late. Gojo didn't even know there was a fire until it had fully engulfed Geto and started crawling up him as well. Geto knew about the fire and made no effort to stop it because he saw no point
While Yuji and Megumi stepped into a burning building hand in hand and watched together as the fires grew. They were aware of the fire they had set and that it would engulf one or both of them soon enough they just didn't know how hot and harsh the fire would get
#jujutsu kaisen#satosugu#gojo satoru#geto suguru#itafushi#yuji itadori#megumi fushiguro#jjk anime#jjk manga#they have absorbed me#free me from this curse#THEY CONSUME MY EVERY WAKING THOUGHT#I'm honestly not sure if this is a good analogy but it seems to fit#i want them to be happy#GEGE AKUTAMI PLEASE MAN AT LEAST LET ITAFUSHI BE HAPPY#gege akutami#i hate how much they parallel#it hurts my heart and soul#it drives me into Insanity
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Okay maybe i was assuming things, but the vibe i was getting is that creature being a Penny Farthing guy when he was alive is a huge joke in the fandom. Like we all collectively think he was obsessed with his fucking bicycle and its hilarious. I've been planning on putting it in my fics, i've been making jokes about this man and HIS FUCKING BICYCLE
WELL!
I just found out that because he died in 1837, HE WOULDN'T EVEN FUCKING KNOW WHAT A PENNY FARTHING IS!!?
#i'm not a history person so don't take my word as law#someone with better history knowledge pls explain if maybe they had something similar??#this is so fucking funny to me#ive been making fun of this man when he doesn't even know the joke#THIS MAN HAVE NEVER SEEN A BICYCLE AND THEY LET HIM DRIVE A CAR#girl horse and buggy#nooo my fics#pls i was gonna be so funny#i was gonna make him find one in a antique store and buy it and bring it home to lisa and she's just fucking over it and he's so happy#lisa frankenstein#the creature
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