#enforcer squad

[chronicsyd]

seeing as Arcane Refuses to give us the names of these guys i hereby decree that their names will be: "Maybe maybe not Marcus's daughter", "Vander lookalike", and "Fish man"

thank you all, and good night

[2-dsimp]

“Awe look at our sweet babygirl bro, she looks so out of it already it’s adorable ”

Enforcer cooed with a carefree grin on his face as you sucked on his thick fingers like a pacifier while you were getting tongue fucked by the Torturer’s adept fat tongue that slowly dragged along your plump moist walls spelling out his name from within the depth of your dripping cunt as he peered up at you with a pussydrunk expression.

Moros’s giant frame was on his knees right before the edge of the bed somehow nestled tightly between your thighs that were squeezing his face from the stimulation. While the Enforcer had you propped up against his big chest with your frame placed inbetween his legs as he looked down at you, face flushed in wonderment of your beautiful features. As he began languidly stroking his meaty shaft that was smushed up against the small of your back. His thick mushroom tip smearing precum which dribbled down the crease of you asscheeks and onto the sheets below making an ample mess.

“Ah shii—I think we’re both at our limits from watching those cute faces you’re making babe, Fuck cmere I wanna get a closer look at cha”

The Enforcer murmured in a hushed groan as he slipped two thick fingers covered in your saliva out of your mouth with a pop. Using his hand to tilt your face upwards to the side angling slightly in his direction. He getting entranced by the delicious view of their darling’s fucked out expression, feeling them trembling from the aftershocks of them orgasming yet again on the Torturer’s hot mouth and his plump lips that switched to suctioning harshly on your budding clit.

The Enforcer couldn’t help but bring you into a hot sweltering French kiss as he rapidly pumped his throbbing shaft. Covering your back in thick rivets of his seed in near unison along with the Moros who blew his huge load in his pants. Coming untouched from just the mere taste and smell of your love juices washing over his tastebuds with a low gratifying muffled whimper escaping from his lips that were still pressed up against your gushing twitching hole.

[clonerightsagenda]

Tally at the end of Specials: I've cured myself. Now I'm going to be the responsible one making sure the rest of you don't go too far.

All the subsequent narrators: Tally showed up and immediately started exploding things without asking questions. She's unhinged and I'm scared of her.

[whatwooshkai]

Lucky number 15!

"Look alive, Blades." Heatwave shakes the helicopter's shoulder roughly as he drops a cube in front of him.

Blades smacks him with a rotor, not even bothering to lift his head off the table.

Heatwave smacks his shoulder in retaliation, then slips into the seat next to him. Thankfully the slap fight stops there.

Chase fidgets with his hands, trying to suppress the happy trill of his doorwings. Cohort! Cohort is here! his coding sings.

Which is precisely why he needs to bring this up this morning. It's fairly rare that all four of them get breakfast together- most of Heatwave and Chase's classes are morning classes, and it's rare to see Blades out of bed before midday. But it seems the stars have aligned today, and everyone's in a good mood, so why is he so nervous?

"Have you started thinking about your classes for next semester?" Boulder asks, taking a sip of their cube.

"Oh, Primus, don't remind me," Heatwave bemoans, pressing the palm of his hand to his face. "I have too much to do already to think about that."

Blades gives a noncommittal groan.

"Actually, I wanted to discuss that with you all," Chase blurts, his cohort coding overriding any anxiety he had. "We should take the team classes."

Heatwave raises an eyebrow. "'Team classes'?"

Boulder claps their hands. "I love that idea," they say, optics shining. "The four of us? A team?"

"Yes, this is the year we would have to sign up for it," he continues, scratching at the peeling paint on his wrist. "And we would continue to learn as a team, we would graduate as such, and eventually work as one."

"Yeah, I can get on board with that," Heatwave says, shockingly agreeing without any arguing. "Can't stand my classmates. You guys are alright." He chuckles to himself. "I can at least stand to look at your ugly mugs for more than an hour."

Chase can't suppress the flapping of his doorwings at that. Cohort, cohort, cohort! his coding sings even louder, to the point where his finials start to flick in time to his wings. Cohort together! Cohort stay!

Blades doesn't raise his helm, but his pede gives Chase's a love tap. .:Chase, I love you:. crackles over their internal comms, and Chase has to suppress an embarrassingly happy noise. .:I'm in, I'm so in:.

"I will do all of our registering," Chase tells them, voice tight. He's smiling, it feels a little weird. He feels like he's floating. Cohort stay!! Cohort good, cohort safe, cohort stay!!! "For both the team itself and our classes. You won't have to worry about it."

"Well, you're not gonna hear any arguing from me," Heatwave tells him with a grin, knocking back the rest of his cube. "Alright, I gotta go to class. Thanks, Chase."

He flicks a finial as he walks by, but Chase is too excited to care.

He and the rest of his cohort (his cohort!!!) say their goodbyes and go their separate ways- except for Blades, who is still plastered to the table, cube untouched.

It's going to work this time, Chase tells himself as he heads to the registration office, pre-signed datapad held like precious metal in his hands. They're going to stay. They're cohort. My cohort.

His doorwings don't stop flapping for the rest of the day.

[taudad]

Me when I realized I can legally field all 21 of my XV8 Crisis suits with the previewed T’au rules

[albinokittens300]

!Spoiler Under The Cut!

I know enjoying the connection Jinx is forming with Sevika and Isha as this little found family trio is gonna cause me pain but...I love them. Mama Jinx and Isha makes me so happy for her. Sevika not having to shoulder Silcos shadow by herself, instead with someone who knows what he was like, warts and all...I love it.

Knowing disappoinment is coming my way, the only thing that could make me happier is for Ekko to be welcomed into this found family, to. Prayer circle for Papa Ekko.

[floofysmallbob]

does anyone have any good fics where vi works for Silco and jinx was in Stillwater?

[gnomewithalaptop]

Anyway guess who's still mad DC vs Vampires killed off my boy Kon as part of a scene-setting monologue

They didn't even give him the dignity of dying in the foreground--

[from-ib-to-asshai]

just finished the first arc of arcane season 2 and can i just say how refreshing it is to see a mainstream piece of sci-fi/fantasy media that deals with themes of war, power struggles, conspiracy and politics revolve almost entirely around women? the entire first arc centers almost only on it's female characters, with them being the ones to seize power, have complexity in their actions and be calling the shots instead of how we usually see it in media, with shows like these usually revolving around powerful men making decisions and women just kinda sometimes being there to either seduce or be seduced.

my only real criticism of the male/female balance of the cast is that so far the plot related to science and the arcane are only male characters. the only woman involved in science and discovery was a extremely minor character that died in s1. that's a little disappointing, but considering how women-led the season is so far, i'll take it.

[s3znl-gr3znl]

"Code 5, corp AC spotted."

Date [redacted]

//INCOMING CLASSIFIED FILE//

Coordinates [redacted]

Subject: Independent Mercenary Attack On Coral Survey Outpost 11C.

Officer Daniels had barely received the COM before the approaching AC turned the cadre of drones on the front line into slag.

"Its too fast! Code 1-5!" Cried one of his subordinates, the sound of alarms blaring slightly audible through the mic. "I cant get a lock- AUGHH."

Before he could blink, Daniels watched the merc bisect three of his subordinates MTs in a single motion, the pulse blade dimmed slightly by the hydraulic fluid and mechanical viscera. Daniels pulled his eyes from the security cam and bolted out of the room.

Of course an AC shows up during maintenance.

"Status," Daniels barked into his wrist-mounted COM.

"Sir...tearing through..cant contact...system," came a garbled response. Daniels found some small comfort in hearing his chief engineer's voice.

"Fire up my HC, I'm going to deal with this pest myself."

"Sir? Shouldn't we wait for backup?" His chief's voice now clear thanks to proximity.

Base COMs are still working. Something else is going on here. Did someone leak our objective?

A few moments later, Daniels arrived in the hangar and surveyed the mass of frantic bodies hurridly disconneting fuel pumps and diagnostic cables from his HC. Chief "Patty" rushed to his side and gave him the datakey for the HC.

"I doubt we'll get any backup, Patty," Daniels said as he climbed the stairs leading up to the cockpit. "Keep trying to get through, I'll hold them off until the COMs interference clears up."

Daniels had this dream a thousand times. He had it again as he climbed into the cockpit of his HC. Fire and ash awaits those who seek Coral.

The words echoed in his mind, like a faint ringing.

Dani, you can't beat them.

"Not now, Anise," he shuddered.

"Sir?" Came the chiefs voice through the COM link.

"Its nothing. Code 2-3, attending scene."

[djeterg19]

I don't think Uea quite realizes it yet but I'm so glad he has King in his life because, other than Jade, Uea doesn't really have anyone that he can lean on or rely on to be there for him and to put him first. His sister is still in school and reliant on her parents and loves Uea but cannot be a support to him. And now Uea doesn't even have work as an escape because of this new Krit guy who is a total creeper.

[thebomb-thebird-andtheburntbitch]

When the whole squad pulls up

[2-dsimp]

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How the hitman react when you throw it back

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The Sniper:

Ossian damn near almost died from the excessive amount of nosebleeds and was overflowing with joy pouring from every office of his body. When he had his beautiful crush throwing it back on him of all people. He didn’t know wether to frame the pants you grinded back on in his cherished trophy shrine of you. Or to just keep wearing the same jeans every single day for the rest of his life without washing it so he could still smell your scent.

The Medic:

Koji could only purr the most filthiest things into your ear taking the utmost pleasure into making you into flustered hot mess. As he confidently took the lead dancing the tango with you never failing to make you swoon with his sadistic charm. That quickly escalated to the both of you getting hot and bothered.

The Strategist:

Bjorn was gonna be fine! He calculated this it was going exactly according to plan. Well everything except the prominent boner he had from you merely brushing up against his crotch. Nevertheless he maintained his composure despite his cheeks burning with a fervent blush and made sure that you had the best night of your life with him by your side.

The Hacker:

Devious was Yujin’s middle name and since you decided to throw it back. He decided that he would return the favor since two can play at that game. He even hijacked the DJs booth to play the songs that would give him the upper hand against your skill. Although it was evident he lost the fight clearly he won the war. Since his antics made you compelled to dominate him with your irresistible ass throwing it back even more violently which only made him lean back enjoying the ride while he bared a cattish grin of pure satisfaction.

The Torturer:

Lord have mercy on this soft giants soul. Moros malfunctioned at the mere faintest touch from you and automatically covered his face like an embarrassed schoolgirl. Just having no choice but to let you do as you pleased as he was frozen stiff to the the spot. He couldn’t even move if he wanted too because he couldn’t bear to tear himself away from you to begin with. Especially after he peeked through his scared fingers and saw how much fun you were having at his expense. He’d gladly sacrifice his dignity in order to see his sunshine smile.

The Enforcer:

He beat you to it first he would never pass up the chance to make you laugh from how he threw it back on you with such finesse and sass. All in all he wanted the both of y’all to have a night full of fun and laughter. He was just happy to be there with you although he wouldn’t lie and say that his little friend also was happy with the way you reciprocated his gestures.

[soup-with-a-blog]

the deadly six if they were awesome

[seaseren]

Thinking once again about how all the scions have to know at LEAST like. 4 languages. And thats assuming a HUGE lack of linguistic diversity.

[historyofguns]

The article by Joe Kurtenbach reviews the Springfield Armory M1A Scout Squad rifle, a semi-automatic firearm chambered in .308 Win. with an 18-inch barrel and an effective muzzle brake. Kurtenbach shares his experience using the rifle at a shooting range and reflects on its historical military connections, specifically during his training in South Korea in 2009. He notes the rifle's accuracy, power, and enduring appeal, highlighting its practical applications from military to civilian use. The M1A Scout Squad features a wood stock, a gas-operated repeating action, and detachable box magazines. Kurtenbach appreciates the rifle for its blend of classic design and reliable functionality, dubbing it a versatile firearm suitable for a variety of shooting environments. The author concludes that the M1A Scout Squad remains a robust and iconic continuation of the American walnut-and-steel battle rifle heritage.