#legion mate

[spiritsncrystals]

[unicelluar0rgan]

watching Legion Mate rn

EMOTIONAL DAMAGE

[thebladeblaster]

Happy Birthday, Aichi Sendou!

The blorbo’s birthday is today! 6/6/24!

[hessadvv]

Reasons why legion mate is the best season

-galliard punching kai in the face

-"evil"Aichi(not really but I take what I can get)

-"possessed" Aichi(the closest we got to him being reversed)

-that glorious coat Aichi was wearing

-quatre knights

-Ren and leon completely ignoring Aichi's wishes for them not to intervene and coming to help anyway

-Ren playing dumb

-jillian and sharlene pushing Kai into the water and calling him an Idiot

-Kai literally teleporting when they tried to do it again

-stand up le vanguard

-JUDGMENT

-Ratie..just Ratie

-the quatre knights literally worshipping Aichi

-Galliard hating Kai the entire season (consequences,am I right?)

-blaster blade physically appearing

-Aichi really sealed himself on the freaking moon

-kai FINALLY facing consequences

[khainovo]

hi 😌

after seeing your post I thought it might be fun to request Raul Serra / Toshiki Kai bodyswap!!!

idk I just think their expressions on each other would be funny, thanks in advance if you do do it

sorry this took a while! but kai clearly doesn't like serra (after legion mate reveal ofc)

[thebladeblaster]

This is literally Aichi x Kourin fr

From my twitter

[soyashi3173]

🎊 Happy Birthday to my "Ototo" (Little brother) Aichi Sendo(u) !!! 🥳

☄️ ☄️ ☄️ ☄️ ☄️ ☄️ ☄️ ☄️

Kai Toshiki is Adrien Daumas

Photos by : Kaitou Kiyoki / kadder_b_photographie

Edits by : Me

[thevoidscreams]

Me, when Hydra DOMinatus *Heavy Breathing*

Yes.

Teeth latched into the back of your neck as the cold ground rushed up to greet you, and the weight of your pursuer forced you into the leaf litter beneath your body.

The Astartes above you kept growling something in that odd tongue of theirs over and over as he tugged at your clothes and readjusted his jaws on the trapezius muscles and held them there. Firm but not enough to hurt. Until you tried to squirm away, and they closed a fraction more. His teeth broke skin ever so slightly, and his tongue lapped it up.

His drool mixed with your blood and splattered on the ground in the dirt beneath you as he panted through his nose and grunted, getting you free of your pants at last.

Maybe going out into the woods to find yourself an astartes wasn't the best idea after all. But your empty hole was already enthusiastically preparing to greet its guest.

The blue vambrace of one arm was all you could see, bracing his body as he freed his cock with his other hand.

Your eyes caught a sign on a tree ahead in red blocked painted letters.

[WARNING: Unbonded Astartes reported in this park.

Unbonded Astartes rut begins March 11th and ends May 15th in this park. Traverse area at your own risk.]

Then something about how the park wasn't liable if you got hurt or pregnant Yada-Yada.

The thick tip of his cock probed your entrance. Fat globs of precum oozed down from your hole and over your clit.

It was hot, inhumanly so.

"Well... you gonna do it or wha-" Your words were cut short as the first few inches were thrust into you. Pulling a cry of agonizing pleasure from you.

"Fuck!"

He laughed around his mouthful of your neck and his cock throbbed as he pushed into the hilt.

Your eyes rolled back, and your nails scrapped at the dirt. It was too much too quick.

He didn't wait, his cock grinding you into the earth as be took his much needed relief with your body. He took you fast and rough, the wet slap of skin meeting skin dueled with your cries for the loudest sound in the forest. The burn of his cock stretching you became molten pleasure and your hips worked to meet his thrusts.

"Fuck! I think I'm gonna." One hand came around your throat, squeezing lightly over your pulse, making your head feel light and swimmy. You struggled to think but your orgaam was rapturous.

The construction of your pussy around his cock drove him over the edge as well. You yielded so nicely for him after he ran you down.

You'd make for an excellent place to dump all of his seed. He might even stick around for pussy this good.

His teeth let up as he kept pounding. Licking your neck and nibbling the shell of your ear. His cum dripped down your thighs and wetted his hefty balls as they swung and hit your skin with an audible plap.

He didn't stop, not for an hour. You were too tired to move after. When he pulled out a gush of cum went with. He scooped you up. Carrying you to his cave. He'd have to collect his things so you could take him home with you.

After you woke up, that was.

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

As Cold as Death

Author's note: Nanael in Soul Mate Sad AU. @sleepyfan-blog and I talked about this, and they are find with it.

Summary: Nanael arrives to the scene in this AU.

Warnings: Mentions of torture. A Chaos Warband has their hands on A Loyalist. LMK 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 had been on Ancient Terra for a few weeks, trying to escape the Black Legion Chaos Warband (who would be considered Feral and Non-Treaty compliant, not that he knows that, yet).

When he feels a soul deep agony that has him falling to the ground and screaming, writhing in agony, as his time counter flickers and twists strangely.

The noise he makes attract the attention of the war band- several members and most of them are annoyed. One of the Dark Apostles of the group..

After he stops screaming writhing and is just sweating and reeling from the strange agony he's in poke at him and mutter in a strange language that has his head hurt.

'What was that?' Nanael wonders as he's roughly dragged by two of the larger members of the Chaos war band back into his damned cage that he'd just managed to escape as they toss him in.

"Someone was messing with the Little Lamenters Soul Bond," The Dark Apostle Elona Hidemauler informs the War Lord of the band, which Nanael just manages to hear, straining his ears as he keeps his eyes closed.

"Interesting," The War Lord Maraddeel Trarth says, his voice sounding more amused, yet bored than anything.

"We need to wait a bit- too much, fun with the little birdy, could have his soul flying back to his Father too soon," The Dark Apothecary Toradreel says.

"Aww... but he screams so pretty when his feathers are plucked," Verzos says with a wicked smile on his chaos mutated face. "He escaped his cage again, he needs to be punished."

"The Start of the Severing of his Soul Bond will have him too weak to move much for days, if we are lucky, weeks," Skaevadror points out, the Chaos Psyker, "It was a Nurglite that was starting to Sever the bond, but did so in a way that none of the backlash would end up on the one they were Severing with... Likely a Deal."

'I don't know my soul mate,' Nanael thinks, the sting of pain, of rejection has him closing his eyes and keeps his tears inside. Showing weakness is a bad idea, especially to this lot. 'and they would make a Deal with Chaos, for... something that the cost is their Soul Bond.'

Which is both deeply concerning and hurts. He needs to escape this Warband, to find Loyalists and warn them that there is a Chaos Warband that needs to be handled.

He shifts a little, he's so hungry, so thirsty. The bastards haven't given him anything to eat or drink, not like he'd trust them to give him something safe to eat.

Fuck, he's not sure if it's safe for him to drink of their blood- not with how heavily Chaos mutated and warped they are. One of the bastards, Urvox, had caught him trying to escape and had broken one of his wings, which was still badly hurt and hung limply at his side.

He will Endure, he will escape them. Hopefully he'll get his revenge on these assholes, after he regains his strength. One of the other Black Legionaries comes over to his cage, and he opens one of his eyes and glares at them silently.

Urvox, one of the younger Black Legionaries sneers down at the loyalist and uses a large metal bat to bang on it, "Loyalist scum! What are you plotting?"

"To escape- your deaths if I can manage it," Nanael snarls back, and his rewarded with a spiked mace to the legs as he snarls and swears at them.

Trying not to cry out in pain, while another one of the Warband Horandast crouches next to his cage, a smirk on his face, "If you gave in, it'd be easier on you, Scout."

"Never!" Nanael hisses out, "I won't fall to Chaos!"

"Hah, they all say that," Maraddeel says coming over, an arrogant stride to his gait. "And, yet- well. Fall, you Imperials do. Or die."

"I'd rathe die!" Nanael says honestly. "So kill me, and be done with it!"

"Nah," Maraddeel, "not yet, you have use, feathered bastard."

"As what?" Nanael snaps, trying to get him to talk.

"Oh, for a little of this, a little of that," The Chaos Marine says with a smirk.

Some of the Chaos Word Bearers would be ever so delighted to get their hands on a Winged Son of Sanguinius- the properties of their blood, and what they represent to their Chapters, both first found and the successor chapters, made them Potent Sacrifices to the dark gods.

Nanael needs to find a way to escape these Chaos bastards clutches- he has to. If he can manage to grab his armor and weapons on his way out, that would be ideal, but if he can only grab his own self, then that would be something. The loss of his armor and weapons would sting, and bring him shame for the losses of such valuable things.

Nanael waits, and bides his time, pretending, well showing more of just how wounded he was. How it affected him, also the fact that his soul mate had made a Deal that had affected their bond to him.

Black Legionaries could be very arrogant, and one night- he took his chance, while all of the bastards were drunk on stolen Mjod to escape his cage, grab his armor. Unable to get at his weapon, or any weapon as he runs as silently, and as swiftly as he could manage.

He checks his armor for traps, disables and disarms them. Fuck. He's so hungry. So tired. So thirsty. He puts on his armor and grunts at the weight of it. But as he puts on his helmet and continues to run, his hearts leap and he ruthlessly squashes down his feelings of hope and positive emotions.

A badly battered Nanael finds some civilization- there are structures- and a lot of baseline humans- although he sees some Astartes of various chapters in and nearby the base.

Woozily he moves from shadow to shadow, as best as he can in brightly colored armor. He hears the 'bong, bong, bong' of a church bell, and his steps go towards it.

He stares up in awe at a beautiful mosaic of his Lord Father, The Primarch Sanguinis rendered in beautiful metal and colored glass. He reverently, gently touches the stained glass and sways.

He leans against the wall of the church and curls up a mess of tangled, broken, blood limbs and feathers at the feet of his Primarchs painted window.

[lacunasbalustrade]

@hessadvv

No wait, this works. Power of friendship beats the narrative, the narrative beats isolation (because it pulls you into the story), and isolation beats the power of friendship (bc your friends can't help if you isolate yourself).

[heartscrypt]

hey guys did you know that there's a series of cfv 3ds games that never got localized or fan translated and ive been playing the roms through a shitty ocr screen translator. here are some of my favorite scenes from the first game so far (note: these scenes could be entirely wrong because the translator is kind of shitty but i digress)

- izaki asks you what gift he should get morikawa for his birthday. the choices are 1) one (1) grade 3 card 2) an astrology book and 3) a signature from ninja master m. clearly morikawa is an easy guy to get gifts for

- misaki practices her customer service greeting in the park because customers think she's too unfriendly. she gets tired of smiling, says her cheeks hurt, and then is basically like "this customer service thing is so dumb. cardfight me"

- jun kidnaps you just to cardfight you God help me he is crazy

like BITCH? YOU'RE JUMPING ME? OVER CARDS?

- i don't have screenshots but there's this scene where you as the protagonist go to find kai bc u wanna fight him and miwa intercepts you like "kai? oh that lazy bastard he's probably napping ill take you to him"

- in the same scene kai wakes up from his nap and says hes too busy to fight you. its really funny because hes clearly not busy if hes asleep on a park bench and miwa is even like Oh yeaaaa so busy (sarcastically)

- kai does give u a couple cards in compensation. i think the protag gets a little pushy about it like "no i wanna FIGHT bitch" (translator was a little weird here) and miwa steps in like Hey hey heyyy 😅😅😅 Let's not poke the beast here this is the best u are gonna get kid

- miwas also prone to napping in parks apparently

- i dont think this is the right translation but this next screenshot is extremely funny so i'm keeping it in

[spiritsncrystals]

He knows what you are

[thebladeblaster]

CFV GIF dump

[knightofspades]

Happy birthday Naoki!!!

3 bdays in a row is not good for me 😭

[beastsovrevelation]

I had another Good Omens fanfiction dream this morning.

Basically, Crowley was due to give birth. You might ask, Pestilence, what's with you and Crowley being pregnant?.. The answer is, I don't know, and neither does my therapist.

So, Crowley's due to give birth, he's scared and in pain. Beelzebub shows up, along with a few other demons (I guess I'll look through the Key of Solomon, I remember a few have to do with healing). She told him they'll support him. I have a feeling, the dream adhered to my idea that Crowley and Beelzebub are siblings (in spite Beelzebub looking like she does in S2, so Indian).

Crowley had to change to his snake form, because while his human form was male (so he couldn't give birth without surgery, which was too dangerous), his snake form was female. The demons put him in a whelping box (genius idea). Crowley gave birth to either 4 or 6 baby snakes (apparently, they're called snakelets). It was a live birth, which, fun fact, some snakes do give (i think boa constrictors, and snake Crowley kind of looks like one, aside from the colouring). The baby snakes then morphed to human form. I don't think Crowley nearly died, but he lost a lot of blood, and got extremely exhausted. No, it probably wasn't realistic to how snakes actually give birth.

(They were far larger, though)

Oh, and at some point, Aziraphale found out, but someone (possibly Beelzebub) forbade him from coming, because an angel's presence would distress the babies, and they wouldn't take human form. They could also die.

No, I don't think Aziraphale was the "father". The babies were demons, while, according to my headcanons, when an angel procreates with a demon, the baby's an angel, as it's the original form (though, they do retain some demonic features). Maybe, Crowley mated with an actual snake, or something... It would be very Greek and Norse god of him, but what the Heaven, dude... I guess, Beelzebub could act as the litter's she-father, once the two had reconciled. Which, is a word I use for maternal figures who, traditionally, would be considered more paternal. You know, kind of emotionally detached, more provider than carer, often absent, that sort of deal.

This is incoherent, but I only remember fragments. I guess, I will put it down in my notes for the future. I already did. (I'm kind of tempted to write the birth scene, I like writing birth scenes, they're brutal).

Don't you just have a love/hate relationship with when you are already swamped with WIPs, but the Fanfiction Gods send you another vision?..

Also, don't you just hate it when you give birth to a litter of snakelets, with the help of your coworkers, and your estranged sister.

What the Hell do you even name that many damn whelps...

[hotdogshipping-miwa-enthusiast]

So there has been discussions on this page about the son of police chief scene on this page before. I am not here to argue about that I just want to show off the absurd leeps in logic subs put on that scene

Miwa said connections and this man made a whole family tree and I have never loved the underground more