#au: templar

[yurnu]

Redesign of Adam and the exorcists' armor/uniforms ⚜️🔱🎸

[lemonerix]

adult! Templar (un-toasted version)

au where Templar was able to grow up, and is an almost splitting image of Francis.

A lot of ppl get confused bc they look so alike. England would think that he's yelling at his dearly detested rival, only to later realize that he'd been verbally assaulting the poor Knight. Hospitaller would so confused as to why 'Templar' was chatting up some girl and actually getting a positive response, when the Templar he knew was a lost cause when it came to flirting with anybody else but Gilbert (Templar doesn't even realize that he's flirting).

[prymith]

Saint/Spy AU : Ethan Hunt and Simon Templar

What happens when the IMF's best agent and an international thief become more than friendly?

For all the talented writers in the ao3 tag who've developed such a brilliant crossover (including @adiduck and @oathkeeperoxas who've done amazing work).

[designtheendless]

Assassins Creed au requested by @aralezinspace ! ⚔️

[hayzeydayzey]

Redraw of Templar Napoléon from my silly little AU 🤭

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Discarded for Colors Unbecoming

Author’s note: Nanael in Living Waters.

Summary: Nanael gets spotted by the Black Templar shoal, and is swarmed, then abandoned.

Warnings: None? Let me know if I need to add anything.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams

Tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @ms--lobotomy , @thevoidscreams, @i-am-a-dragon34, @gra93fruit-blog

Tagged: @felinisnoctis , @undeaddream

Nanael saw some of the Black Templars head in the direction that he's un and he mentally swears as he tries to figure out what to do next. He's still too wounded to be able to move fast, he's pulled away from his thoughts when he hears a voice call out.

"Come out- we can tell someone is watching us in the kelpie forest," Calls out one of the Black Templars.

From what Nanael can see from the older Space Marine, he's a first born from his size and the way his armor is styled and the scarring on the armor and his form.

His voice brooks no argument or disobedience, and Nanael slowly swims out of the reeds fully and he hears some of the other Black Templars curse, one of them has their fins flare and swim a little away from him.

"Lamenter," the Black Templar who had spoken before says, there is suspicion and vitriol in his voice, "We don't need your kind befouling our kin and bringing a curse and bad omens."

"I was just passing through, sir," Nanael says quietly.

He had been warned by his older brothers that some of the other chapters could, did, and would react extremely poorly to the presence of the Lamenters.

Despite them being a Loyalist chapter who always tried to help in the aid and protection of the Imperium and their fellow Space Marines. He had heard the tale of the time the Mortificators- when hearing which chapter they were to help aid- and abandoned the Lamenters and the system.

He had heard about a half dozen of other stories about a variety of other chapters that had similar such stories. Nanael braces himself, he had been warned that Black Templars could be quite... unpredictable and are one of the more suspicious chapters.

"Squad to me," The older Black Templar says, Nanael notices the helmet that's tucked on his hip, has the distinctive skull pattern of a Chaplain. "We will not give you aid, for if we do, it could taint us, nor will you follow us Omen of Despair."

"... Which way are you headed?" Nanael asks, somehow he's unsurprised, and part of him wants to try and argue- to at least get some help, but knows that trying to push would make things get violent so he just stays quiet and swallows down his request for medical aid and other questions of where are they? What planet is this?

The Chaplain gestures in the direction of the main shoal of and informs him of which direction they are going. Nanael nods his understanding and even though they are the only Space Mer-ines he's found, he knows better, they'll be less than helpful.

"Chaplain Petras," One of the other Black Templars, swimming over from deeper in the shoal, "what's the hold up?"

"Just chasing off some ill luck and bad omens," Petras says turning towards the Apothecary swimming nearby, "nothing to worry about Kestorn."

Nanael swims off- even though he's tempted to try and ask Apothecary Kestorn for him, the Chaplain has decided he's not worthy of aid, and that hurts. But. It's just his luck that he ran across some hostile-ish Black Templars.

He murmurs prayers to The Lord of the Ninth, and the God Emperor of Mankind for help. He continues to swim away from the pod of Black Templars, something tells him that he could have gotten off much worse, but he doesn't know why he feels that is the case.

At least his wounds have stopped bleeding and are slowly starting to heal. He takes some more rations and hydration and consumes them, hoping that it will help his wounds heal faster.

He finds a rocky beach, and he looks around, tired, and doesn't see anyone or anything else on it. For now at least and he activates his air-swimming ability and makes sure to curl up in a ball of scales as a way to keep his bits protected and slightly more comfortable.

He needs to sleep he's so tired. So thirsty. His breathing gets slowly deeper and his muscles slowly relax and he falls asleep, the rays of the sun making his golden scales glitter quite prettily.

[foxalone]

*he looks at the gold heat shape locket sad way possible as he up and leaves it for anyone to find*

Underblood belongs to me

Undertale by Toby Fox

[lazyeldritchabomination]

Hey what if Leonardo was a Templar?

[sherlockholmeshound]

whenever ppl try to come up with some version of 'romance and love isn't forbidden by the jedi, on this one novel-'

i'm just...

[elavoria]

As a now-belated birthday gift to my beloved little warden Amaryllia, I decided to finally try my hand at erotic art—and I’m so glad I did!

Full explicit 18+ piece here on pillowfort or here on deviantart stash.

[sleepyfan-blog]

Candy Store

Author's note: this is the next part of Mer-Cedric’s journey in the Celestial Seas AU with his bonded. First. Previous. Celestial Seas Masterlist

tagged: @egrets-not-regrets @kit-williams @bleedingichorhearts @i-am-a-dragon34

warnings: food mention, ask me to tag something if I missed it/something bothers you

Summary: Cedric brings you to his favorite candy store in the small seaside town you and he are visiting.

“How much interaction have you had with humans, before me?” You ask, looking up at the large black and white scaled mer as he flew alongside you as you and he made your way into the small seaside town you were planning on spending a couple of weeks to months working in temporarily as you stocked up on more backpacking supplies - that and the weather was going to be taking a turn for the worse in the next few weeks, and you’d rather have a more permanent roof over your head, than the tarp-tent that you used. 

“Uhm…” Cedric responded, fidgeting a little with his hands “Not much? Outside of emergency situations where they needed my help, as a healer.” 

You blink in surprise, having not known that about your aquatic companion until now. It explained why he had all sorts of satchels and bags carefully strapped to his body, and how he’d known how to wrap up your ankle when you’d tripped over a tree root and twisted it badly, a couple of weeks ago. Cedric had also insisted on carrying you for several days, after. So that your ankle could heal properly. You’d thought that he’d been overprotective at the time… But as he apparently did have medical training, you supposed that it did make sense for you to keep off of your feet while you needed ot heal. “Ah. So we tend to be a curious bunch. I’m not sure how much interaction these people have had with mer-astartes, so there’s a good chance that you’re going to attract a lot of curious attention. Most people should leave you well enough alone… And anyone dumb enough to be rude you should be able to scare off with your size.”

Cedric nodded, a soft hum leaving him, as he looked at the small town you and he were approaching “Oh! I’ve been here plenty of times. You don’t need to worry about that. A couple of my older Bruders live here, with their festhaftend, so the mort-er humans here have long gotten used to seeing us visiting from time to time.” 

“What… What’s a fest… Festhafthend?” You ask, stumbling a little over the unknown word. You politely ignore the fact that he’s once again hinted towards the fact that his people may not be mortal. You don’t know much about the supernatural species that also call Earth their home, but you do know that poking your nose into places that it doesn’t belong will get it bitten off. 

“Hmm? Oh! Bonded. It means bonded.” Cedric answers, as if that’s supposed to clarify things. He doesn’t look or sound cagey, or like he’s trying to hide something…

Which is why you ask for further clarification “What do you mean by bonded, Cedric?”

“Hmm? Oh… Sometimes an Astartes will find a being of Holy Terra - I mean Earth - whom they are bonded to. A bond is… A bond can mean different things, depending on a number of factors and I really don’t understand it but. Some brothers become like father to very young bonded, like siblings in other cases. Sometimes they become bonded like married. Other times it is the Astartes who is adopted by a being of Earth in a parental role. Bonds happen to beings of Terra and Astartes of all kinds.” Cedric explains, fidgeting more with his hands “It is. Hard to explain. In part because I have never bonded myself. It is apparently a very singular experience.”

You have so many more questions, but the genuinely perplexed expression on the young Mer’s face causes you to decide that when you get to a cafe with free or cheap wifi, you’re going to spend some of the time that you use charging your phone and external batteries looking up those terms, to see if there is any information on these bonds known on the internet. Not that you’d take everything said on the internet as gospel truth. 

~

“Oh! Come with me, this place is very good! And they give out some of their products for free! Very tasty.” Cedric almost chirped down at you, his bright blue eyes lighting up with a nearly childish glee, after you’d checked into a relatively cheap hotel room for the week. He was waiting for you at the door to your room, practically vibrating with excitement.

You can’t help but chuckle a little at his clear enthusiasm “Sure thing, Cedric.” You had your external charges charging in the room and had a couple of good prospects for seasonal work that paid decently already… Besides if you absolutely had to, you could dip into the saving that you had, but you were pretty sure it wouldn’t come to that. 

You’re surprised when Cedric practically drags you over to a brightly painted candy shop, advertising over a hundred and seventy different kinds of salt water taffy flavors. The scent of freshly made chocolates and cooling caramel hits your tongue, and your mouth begins to water. You swallow back your saliva and walk into the cool front room.

There is an older woman behind the counter, where you can see a half-dozen different flavors of fruit-based gummy candy, sugar crystals shining pleasantly in the light. You can also see a dozen or so buckets of ice cream with their tops off in a chiller counter, the names of the flavors up for sale. There are dozens of different kinds of chocolate and chocolate-dipped things. On one wall of the candy shop are different flavors of honey. 

The bulk of the shop, however, is devoted to the many different flavors of taffy, each kind in clear plastic containers that reach floor to ceiling. There is a prize wheel near the payment counter that catches your attention. The older woman calls out cheerfully “Hello young Cedric! How are you today?”

“I’m good, Irene! I’ve brought a friend in to see the delicious sweets you have for sale.” He answers with a bright grin “I have aloe ointment and wound-healing bandages for trade. Oh! I also have some of those pain-reliever ointments for trade as well.”

“Oh who’s this friend? A new-... Oh! A human-shaped friend. I see.” Irene hummed, a warm smile appearing on her sun-weathered face. “Are you going to introduce them to Arnault and Roland later? I’m sure that they’d very much like to meet this new friend of yours.” There is a lilting, almost teasing note in her voice “I was wondering when you’d get a bonded.”

“I would like to introduce you to Roland and Arnault, but you are not my bonded. At least I don’t think you are?” Cedric huffed, his ear fins flicking rapidly as they turn a rosy color. He explains that you’d helped him calm down when a thunderstorm had badly startled him, and in exchange for your selfless help, he’d offered to travel with you for a time.

“I see… Well it was very kind of you to help him, dear. Not many would approach a visibly anxious Astartes, especially one they’ve never met before. That was quite brave and kind of you.” Irene murmured, a gentle expression appearing on her face as she reaches over the counter to gently pat Cedric on the elbow. “Do you know what you’d like to try for free this time, Cedric?”

“Mm-hmm! I want to try the chocolate bon-bon filled with lemon creme, please.” Cedric answered, carefully reading off the label, squinting a little at it.

“The dark chocolate, or the milk chocolate? Also the inside is going to taste both tart and creamy.” Irene responded, smiling a little brighter.

“I know! Miss Angela gave me a small slice of lemon meringue pie the other day. It was. Really intense! But very good.” Cedric answered cheerfully. 

“Alright, then. I just wanted to give you a little warning, since I know that Mer-Astartes have a more enhanced sense of taste than we humans do.” Irene hummed, handing over the chocolate he’d asked. “And for you, dear?” She asks, looking to you.

“I think I’ll try the orange gummy fruit slice please.” You answer, as all of them look good, but gummy candy can have an off-putting texture, and you’d rather know for sure before having to pay for any of them.

“Here you go. One orange fruit slice for you.” The older human answered with a kindly smile on her face. “Now, I believe it’s time for you both to spin the prize wheel! One spin per visit, and you get what it says on the slice of the wheel it lands on. The grand prize being a free quarter pound of any kind of candy you’d like.”

Cedric has already finished his piece of chocolate and eagerly glides over to the prize wheel. He grabs hold of it with two fingers and with the barest flick of hs wrist, sends it spinning and spinning, the steady tap-tap-tapping sound of the marker against the spokes of the prize wheel pleasant to listen to.

It eventually slows down and stops just one to the right of the quarter-pound of free candy, giving Cedric four free honey sticks of flavor or flavors of his choice. He immediately heads over to the small jars holding the sticks of honey to choose and you give the wheel a spin.

The wheel spins for less time, even though you do give it a good heave. You’re also able to get the quarter pound of free candy - which amounts to twenty pieces of taffy, among other options. 

You very much enjoy picking out the twenty different flavors of taffy that sound delicious to you, before going over to the ice cream section of the store. The day has gotten nearly unbearably warm, and an ice cream cone sounds delightful to you. Cedric joins you at the payment counter and carefully pulls out two small, tightly sealed jars and slides them over to Irene, who picks them up and nods “Thank you, dears. Enjoy your purchases!”

You blink, having grabbed out your wallet to pay “Are… Are you sure?”

“Oh yes. Cedric’s pain-relieving cream works wonders for my arthritis. This is payment enough. Go on and enjoy the late-summer sunshine! It’s a beautiful day out.” Irene murmurs, gently but firmly refusing your money with a shake of her head.

“Alright, if you say so…” You blink in surprise but nod.

You happily start to eat your ice cream as you wander out onto the wooden boardwalk, Cedric at your side, taking in the sights of the small seaside town.

[yurnu]

||🔱⚜️ Templar Monster AU ⚜️ 🔱||

Doodles 💖💖💖💖💖

[corvus-the-trickster]

I did not make a new au based on a fucking mod

[battlecatbeta]

🎄🌟✝️

[kinginthemask]

…𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.

[kit-williams]

Hail to the King

For @konigsblog as a thank you for the follow and I guess to what expect of my writings.

tw: this is lewd, delusional König, warhammer 40k shenanigans, König is a Black Templar (see The 40k au for why)((I might try to write another with him as a Blood Angel)) I am shit at trigger warnings

It wasn't his fault that they hadn't kept a better leash on their Schätze. In his defense the chapter serf should have known better and the mortal... well she shouldn't have looked so helpless and cute. Normally he would be thrilled and an honor to join a kill team to slay xenos but this was suppose to be a punishment on learning to not touch what wasn't his.

He walked down the hall of the alien craft chopping down any xeno unfortunate to walk into his path. Most of the Inquisition agents he was around were men... it seems the Inquisitor had been warned about his pecularities.

"You're not suppose to be here." His head snapped over to the voice of a little Maus. He could feel his mouth salivate as the space suit hugged her form in a pleasing way. Oh sure to many baselines she was hardly different from the form of a man but he could see... as well as the custom suit with the symbol of the Inquisition on her front. But the way she was leaning over a console with the curve of her ass just on display.

"Auch, Where am I suppose to be then Maus?" He said annoyed trying to not play his hand but lucky for him his suit hid his eyes from the way they lustfully ran over her body. Though he looked at the bodies of the Xenos littering the room. "You being a little Maus and just coming in after all the fighting is done?"

He could see the pout on the other side of her visor, "Rude. No I cleared the room myself. Oh was a shame that it had to come to blows but then again..." He stopped listening as soon as her hips started to sway with what she was saying. He wanted to dig his fingers into her flesh as his hips moved against hers only hearing her pretty little moans. "Hey big guy!" She finally shouted over the vox.

König resumed paying attention to his Maus. "Ja?"

"Thanks for paying attention...," The sarcasm was obvious in her voice, "anyway. Like I said earlier you're not suppose to be near me and you're suppose to be on the other side of the ship dealing with Xenos."

"The fighting led me this way and given the amount of dead at your feet Maus. You're not exactly alone. It would be a shame if your Inquisitor lost your expertise." He purred out the last few words just buttering her up a little.

"Well... you're not wrong..." He could easily tell she was preening under his complements, "But the Inquisitor said you weren't allowed near female agents or crew members. So be off with you... shoo." She tried her best to wave him off as she turned back to the console.

Konig held a growl in his throat he'd has to teach his Maus manners later. But he was on duty and purging Xenos in the name of the Emperor came first and pleasure later. He started back down the hall before he heard mechanics and her soft little 'Oh hi.' He rushed back as soon as the rapid burst fire rang out and abhorrent xenos cries as he rushed back into the room.

She was in the middle of wrestling one as it was trying to grab her rifle out of her hands. He snarled out as he was upon them in a moment as thick xeno blood painted the walls and her suit as his chainsword ripped through the xeno flesh. Her head turned at the sound of a chime and she grabbed the assumingly heretical technology... then again he wasn't the biggest fan of the Mechanicus and knew Inquisitors tended to flirt with the Dark Mechanicus or heretecks to get better tech.

"Well I'm done here. Thanks again big guy!" She chirped and patted his chest before he grabbed her and pulled her to his chest.

"Nein! You'll just find trouble klein Maus. Und how will you get out of trouble all by yourself hmm?" He cocked his head to the side and watched her fold her arms over her chest. He was giddy as she was just the right amount of willful yet submissive. He knew what was for her own good... he had experience and age. She sighed as she settled into his arm holding her without much of a fight.

König knew he could get his hands on a pretty little Maus during his time here.