#no more shadow daddies

[ennawrite]

he’s the reason why we need more blonde mmc’s.

[bucketyd]

Shadow Company! Rodolfo Parra AU

Reunion

Started from this doodle:

+ Graves throwng daddy joke at Rudy

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Shadow!Rudy headcanons:

(I'm trying to write a fic based on this!)

- Rudy is ex-Mexican military (served 8 years)

- Served as a SIC of Los Vaqueros for 3 years before he left

- Left the service since Alejandro was being an asshole after Valeria disappeared and Rudy was somewhat in love with Alejandro

- Alejandro strongly opposed to Rudy leaving but Rudy left anyway to "part as friends"

- Moved to Tijuana for new job, but struggled both mentally and financially before being approached by Shadow Company recruiter

- Working as a Senior Officer at Shadow Company (8 years)

- He's known for being a guarded person and never talk much except for Graves, Lerch and Velikan (he's awkward with Oz)

- In their joint mission in Las Almas he's pretending to be indifferent to Alejandro to not hurt him more (he saw how Alejandro acted when he was leaving)

[galaxylover06]

Putting Shadow in Mao Maos outfit to heal my soul

[violetasteracademic]

Chapter Twelve: Little Trapped Truths

Summary:

Azriel and Elain begin the painstaking process of unravelling the mysteries of the castle in the aftermath of their unexpected intimacy.

Warnings: None

Read the chapter here on AO3.

Need to catch up? Find the chapter list here.

Preview:

Food that never went bad, temperatures that never changed—everything was somehow designed to exist in an even, perfect condition. And yet, it was that constant exposure to perfection that somehow dimmed its shine.

Azriel had seen most of the castle's interior with his shadows, and Elain observed much of the exterior with her sight. But both of them were surprised when they closely inspected the gardens.

The plants, herbs, and flowers were organized in an unorthodox fashion. From afar, he imagined it must look like a Cartesian map of grids and leylines. Some were planted directly into the ground. Some in a variety of metal and clay pots. Clusters connected in complex arrangements across the ground. All perfectly maintained without access to true sunlight or fresh water. If Azriel picked a leaf from a stem, a fresh bud formed anew almost immediately. And that metallic smell seemed to emanate from the very earth.

Azriel wondered how Elain felt about it.

He wondered how Elain felt about a lot of things if he were being honest.

If she had any particularly strong opinions about what they had done in her room the other night, for example. Elain- naked beneath him, writhing, thrusting, and begging for more as his shadows plunged into her.

Sneaking in a little Azzy POV before the end of @azrielappreciationweek ! Plz enjoy!

[arson-09]

i HATE the term shadow daddy. If a character is referred to as “shadow daddy” by someone you know its gonna be the most uninteresting, bland and probably shitty male character to ever exist. Bro does the bare minimum and everyone falls to their feet. Shadow daddy isnt a compliment its a warning to everyone else

[taymartiart]

🌶️ Full NSFW doodle below 🌶️

[anetherealpoetess]

adar going from calling elrond beautiful to picking him up on the battlefield and tossing him aside like he's nothing while whispering some snarky shit in that soft masculine melodious voice... dadar ...

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

My favorite funny thing on occasion is to imagine sugar baby/daddy dynamics with Tails ships

Something so comical about the fact that Sonic the hedgehog (hedgehog without a home) would be sugar baby to Tails (fox who has so many labs. Like who needs to worry about money when your little buddy pays for stuff heroing doesn't and keeps his bases fully stocked with ingredients for your favorite food

Or like, Tails, who basically ended up being Sonic's sugar daddy, accidentally gaining more sugar babies by virtue of making sure certain characters don't inconvenience people (basically playing damage control)

While I think it's Rouge mainly who would probably suppliment the money for Omega and Shadow (if need be) and play this sort of role for them, it's still funny to imagine Tails insisting on setting them up in hotel rooms because Shadow was just about to sleep outside and saw no problem with that (and because Tails can't very well just let Shadow do that)

A friend of mine also moved that, under this framework, after the idw issues where the Chaotix took a job helping Knuckles get an artifact back, Tails would just silently patch them rent money as an apology for the whole thing.

Rich inventor Tails accidentally gaining bfs out of the main cast as his sugar babies because he's assumed responsibility for their antics and cares about them too much to just let them live life the way they have been. Do you see my vision?

[mikeystrawberry]

Scary (and Terry) || a shadow of my former self

[idyllcy]

hello :333 hiiii :3333

I'm still offline and deciding what to do with this account, but I'm thinking that maybe the best choice would be to go back to how it used to be! No responses to comments, no commenting under others, no reblogging fics!!! After oata and my other half-written socmed, I'm thinking that it would probably be best to go back to just one fic per week with a blurb every now and then!! All my fic reblogs will go back to my other account

Don't get me wrong I love you all sm but i think im gonna start doing chatting in dms instead of under posts!! the clutter on this account is making me anxious sigh.

That also means no more cressposts ur gonna have to defeat my hundred fourty smth evil exes (ao3 fics) to figure out cresslore :3

[lovelyrottingcrows]

yes, the voices may be louder than ever, but perhaps slapping that old man's ass could fix something.

Not the issue, but surely something

[hazbincalifornia]

Husk watches the kid the same way he watches everyone. Decades of being able to scrutinize poker faces and tightened fingers around drinks, you can figure out almost anybody, including teens who aren’t as good at hiding themselves as they think that they are.

She’s trying. She’s absolutely trying. But the mask slips, the curtains close, her shoulders slouch as the strings she dances herself on go slack. Bloody and sweaty and sassy and scared, worry stuffed down so deep in her throat she’d have to dig for it and refuses.

He sees how he looks at the others too. Something almost wistful at Charlie, but that faded with time. She’s impressed by Angel, she enjoys playing around with Niffty, she admires Vaggie.

She likes Alastor. Far more than anyone ever, ever should.

He pours a drink and splashes in just a shot of loosened inhibition, old enough to want it but not old enough to handle it. Choose the angle. She’s stubborn as a jackass and reminds him too much of how Angel used to be, drowning in her own image. “You know it won’t work out, right, kid?”

She’s dismissive, dodges the question even as her eyes dart upwards for half a millisecond and he sees the singed feathers from their last little scheme like rope burn around her neck.

“You’re entertainment.”

“Darn right I am. I’ve got the looks AND the-“

“He’s got the people he likes and the people he likes to toy around with, and you’re way too young to fuck yourself over like I did.”

She sinks down in her seat, eyes narrowed. “I’m not gonna tell him. I’m not an idiot. I just want to… share the fun for a while.”

“Yeah, well, I’m proof of what happens when the fun runs out and he tightens the leash. Watch your hands, and don’t let him take you for a ride.” There’s a series of rattling gunshots outside, and she takes a drink. Eighteen with the eyes of someone twice her age treading riptide.

[sangijazz]

Tangible Shadow

[redhoodswife]

Morally grey men with shadow powers>>>>>>>

[bigbrainbiology]

My Blorbo is back guys <3

[gayboss-too-close-to-the-sun]

I finished American Gods today, and while I have lots of deep feelings, the only thought I have is: how much of a red flag is it that I want Shadow to adopt me?