#oc: ajax

[vicciouxs]

growing up can be scary sometimes.

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[kit-williams]

A Drabble

tw: oral; idiots in love;

-Timeline: Before the story proper-

Perturabo was use to Penelope being excitable... she was in her early twenties after all verses him being well over a hundred years old by the time they married. It amused him greatly how differently she acted in the public eye verses with him privately. It made him feel like he had something all his own and it was the truest version of his wife. But he watched her slide into the room looking at him bewildered, "Why didn't you tell me you were hot?!" She says in that whining tone of hers.

Perturabo gives Penelope a deep frown counting slowly in his head. She has a habit of saying stupid things not realizing at first what she says. With her also being from the mountains she sometimes messes up the phrasing... that and her being a commoner once she tends to speak far more casually with him in private... and well of course he loves her. Love was something Pertruabo did not give out his love easily as Calliphone was the only other person he would have said that he loved before he realized he loved Penelope in a different way.

"Let me rephrase!" Her eyes sparkle realizing her slip up, "Why am I only now finding out you had a beard!" She whines softly.

"I see you visited Calliphone." Pertruabo points out knowing full well that the only paintings of him left of his time before meeting Father were with his sister.

"Of course I did. And I only now just saw how amazing you look with a beard! I feel robbed!" Penelope says with her dramatics as he could hear her bare feet upon the stone as she walked over to his desk.

"Unlike Russ I did not enjoy the feeling of my hair getting tangled and knotted. So I shaved my whole body." Perturabo says returning focus to a building design.

"Do you think you'll ever grow it out again?" He feels her cheek against his arm.

"Why?"

"It looked good on you."

"Do I not look good now?" He looked over at her with a blank look on his face. He wasn't afraid of what she would say...

"I fell in love with you now. Clean shaven, tubes, and all. I mean I doubt I looked good when you first met me."

"You looked good."

"Bo I had three teeth missing, crooked toes from them being broken and not healing right, awful hair, and a myriad of other things that would leave many poets desiring something."

That got Perturabo to frown, "That doesn't matter." He bristles not liking how she talks about herself sometimes. He chose her so why does-

"Exactly dear." Penelope says softly with that pleasing smile of hers that causes her eyes to close slightly, "You loved me at my worst looking. No I'm not saying you have bad taste in women I'm saying that if looks were something you were really picky on then I wouldn't have a chance."

"They never complemented my work earnestly." Perturabo says softly.

"Their loss." She says before climbing up to sit on his thigh wrapping her arms around his neck and presses her cheek to his as she smiles just showering him in affection.

He doesn't like showing affection in public a weakness that could be exploited... but she's a mortal and needs it... and he wont repeat nearly letting her walk away from his life by withholding it from her. He sighs softly pulling her into a hug enjoying the comfortable silence before speaking up, "After the Crusade." She looks at him before he continues, "I'll regrow my beard after the Crusade. My head hair..." He feels a modicum of self consciousness at the thought.

"I can live with just a beard... and maybe some chest hair too?"

"You're insatiable." He kisses her cheek seeing the gears in her mind thinking, "You're thinking of something."

"Beard Burn." Penelope says with a sigh.

"You really are insatiable." He laughs softly to which she scoffs.

"Would you rather I be like Lady Dorn? Mindful and demur and stone faced too? Or perhaps I shall have a frown upon my face as well." She says before she pouts dramatically at him.

"You're pouting."

"Well I'm not very good at frowning I suppose." Penelope says before kissing him.

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She doesn't know how this man got into her room... and why he was naked. But she had to admit he was insane enough to try and seduce her though he looked... familiar?

"Speechless?" That familiar voice rumbles out.

Her eyes widen, "Bo?"

"In the flesh," He lies as what this puppet really was is metal, "You really do not like it when I'm closer to your height."

She sighs putting a hand to her cheek, "Like I've said... a decade of being use to you towering over me does not go away just like that. But... I suppose... it's been awhile for you."

"Partially I do not trust myself to not hurt you," He partially lies to his beloved spouse looking away not wanting to think too hard about everything as he came here for a mental reprieve... not to be eaten by guilt...

He looks at her feeling her weight on the bed as she gives him a kiss for his troubles before pulling away and looking over him, "By the Ancients Perturabo you're so hairy!" She says before putting her face into his chest and making a pleased noise.

"Oh yes probably not as hairy as some of my sons from the mountains are," He says with his eyes closed as he can't help but preen under her pleased gaze, "But I hope its enoUGH!" He nearly jumps as he feels her mouth around him as he looks to her sparkling eyes as she grins with her mouth full giving a giggle. He swallows and burns the sight into his very essence, "Well you look quite pleased."

"Oh yesh bery peeesed," Penelope says with her mouth full.

"Don't talk with your mouth full Nelly." Perturabo says causing her to laugh and she lets him slip free from her mouth. As she crawls up to meet him in an embrace and to enjoy the night.

-Timeline: Perturabo got to Penelope first-

Guilliman didn't know what was spurring his traitorous brother on. Perturabo was moving aggressively carving out a large territory for himself. The spies that were able to give any information was sparse and usually wildly outdated by the time it reached him but something was spurring him on. The radical inquisitor was able to get a recording... "Apparently the rapid border expansion of the Iron lord's territory is because of something he acquired. We're uncertain if it's from his recent fights with the other traitor primarchs but the Iron Warriors have been consolidating and changing their focus."

Guilliman was very familiar with how Perturabo was moving... it was his methodical expansion from the Great Crusade... he was bringing planets into compliance. And given the numbers the Inquisiton estimate... Perturabo was a threat. His mind thinks back for a moment... perhaps the thing that changed was Penelope? But that was well over fifty years now when he first got that distress call from the Iron Amarantos and he assumes that the perils on that half of the Cixitrix Maledictum got to her before she could get to one of the crossing points.

"We don't have any information on this sudden Demogauge. All we know is that she just appeared around the same time of the expansion. The Iron Lady as she's been called." Guilliman refrains from rolling his eyes... of course just like Ferrus, Perturabo was associated with Iron.

The pict capture plays as the agents get into their positions. "This one is also important... but its clearly a young Astartes." The Inquisitor says as notes pop up as the image of a... familiar man walks on screen. He looked so much like Perturabo... then again what one of his sons didn't but there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind that this wasn't a normal son of Perturabo.

"And here comes the Iron Lady." The Inquisitor says but the Astartes uses a different title.

"Play it back now." Guilliman orders as he listens to the title again... "That's not Iron Lady..." He has a sinking feeling he knows who is about to walk on screen.

"What does it translate to then my Lord?"

"Iron Mother."

And upon the screen with a newfound grace she glided into view draped in the colors of the fourth legion straight from the days of the great crusade was Penelope. Though Roboute wonders if it really is her give how she was closer to the size of Alpharius or a Primaris marine and Roboute watched her sweet talk a planet into compliance... because she was the gentle hand to the Iron Lord... she was the gentle hearth where Perturabo was a roaring forge... Roboute didn't have many chances to meet his brother's wife. But he remembers one of the few times she was around and Perturabo was bristling. Perhaps it is the hindsight now to realize that her death is what damned the fourth legion... but he remembers the way they simply looked at each other. Something Roboute was jealous of, at the time, with how tenderly she held his face... how lovingly she looked into his eyes...

"It can't be her..." He whispers... this must have been some poor mortal or some abomination Perturabo had made to replace his wife... if he never got over her.

"Who is she..." An Inquisitor asks.

"Back in the Great Crusade era... before the Heresy... Perturabo had a wife," His eyes focus on one of the Astartes standing next to her before pointing, "and a son."

The Ram, the bulwark of Ossento system, Warsmith of the 101st Grand Company... and more titles but Guilliman couldn't help but see how much he looked like his father... the way he seemed to look into the camera and just smile.

The alarms blare as the sigil of the Iron Warriors appears on the screen. A virus the tech adepts and priests scream as a video forces itself to play.

"Hello Guilliman." Penelope says, "You probably have a dozen questions seeing me again... and like this." She says softly, "I would love to answer them but straying too far from your brother would... well he wouldn't like that but I'm willing to meet you still perhaps not at Macragge but I think you will be please with what I have to say. Take care Lord of Macragge." And with the video ends the virus dies

[primarinite]

whatever

[toadslug]

himbo hours

[just-sams-art]

Introducing! Ajax, God of Insanity!

Some info on him:

They are a drama queen

He's basically a theatre kid (treats everything like a stage play or show)

They're always over the top

He's been sent to the void once and killed once but they got better

He exaggerates everything, from their expressions to his actions

They always bow as he teleports away

He hurts to look at for mortals (it's a little less for the rest of the pantheon)

(Inspirations: Michael/The Distortion (Magnus Archives), Ballet and theatre costumes, ENA, and tumblr sexy men (apparently))

~~Taglist~~

@theninjabozo @the-sinkmire-symphony

[wizzsp]

Ajax, my Gunslinger / Warlock baby (she/they). Perfectly normal, nothing to see here.

(Don't stare at the arm for too long. It'll start to feel like its staring back.)

*PLEASE DON'T REPOST / USE AS YOUR OWN CHARACTER.*

[mikahooni]

some art for the vicn trilogy

[bughazard]

[ID: 1: A digital sketch of an anthro spotted hyena with his legs pulled up towards his check. The camera is slightly behind his shoulder, and he has his head turned to look towards the camera.

2: A digital sketch of an anthro striped hyena from the shoulders up. She has a happy expression and is sticking her tongue out, and she is holding her hands up like paws. end ID]

Im only realizing now that I'm posting these places that these are like really low contrast but whatever

[aries1144]

Little Pearls

G/T Mer, Fluff one shot, might turn this into a mini series if u guys like it hehe

Caitlin didn’t expect to wake up in a cage made of coral. Then again, she didn’t expect to become a mermaid last night, either. But at least she was conscious. Where were her friends? Why was it so dark? And who was snoring so loudly?

She tried to see if she could swim past the bars, but the spaces between were too thin. She sighed. Might as well try yelling…

“Guys? Ajax? Is this a prank?” There was annoyance in her voice. “This isn’t funny! And wake up whoever’s snoring up!”

“I am awake.”

The low, echoey voice vibrated through Caitlin’s skin. She furrowed her eyebrows. That definitely wasn’t one of her friends. She swam back a bit.

“Hi…?”

There was a low chuckle. It didn’t sound sinister, but it was still concerning that she was in almost complete darkness, and everytime she heard something, her entire body would react to the sound waves.

“Hello there, little pearl. Though, I suppose you can’t see how small you are right now.” His voice slightly softened. “I should show you some light, shouldn’t I?” Another loud noise made Caitlin’s heart drop. A loud snap shone a crystal light from above, and there, she saw him.

A giant.

He was huge. The cave was even larger, and full of crystals that the giant also wore around his neck. He had a long, salt and pepper beard, a teal tail, and a soft grin on his face as his dumb eyes looked down on Caitlin.

She screamed.

She backed as far away as she could in the cage, but she couldn’t escape. The top of the cage opened. A huge hand grabbed Caitlin by her torso. She tried to escape his palms, but she was too weak, and now she was at eye level.

“No use in squirming, darling. You’re all mine now…” He smiled softly, but that didn’t stop Caitlin from grunting, and kicking her tail.

The giant simply laughed.

“That’s adorable, hon. Assuming those other pearls are your friends? I’ll set you down with them.”

She blushed a bit when he called her a pearl. It was the same voice her father would use when he called her ‘sweetie.’ She frowned, in thought of him, and her mother, and the worry they must have felt with her not home.

She was distracted for long enough to be put in a larger cage. Only this time, it was a tank. A large one at that. The giant’s hand forced her into a corner of the tank, where she heard familiar voices.

“Caitlin?!” The voices of Rosetta and Whimsic said in unison. “Are you alright?”

She lightly rubbed her head once the giant’s hand left the tank. “I’m fine.” She looked to her right. Ajax had his head down, hugging his tail.

“Are you okay?”

He shook his head. Whimsic laughed. Ajax looked up at them with a quick glare. “Don’t laugh!” He was blushing. Hard.

“You weren’t this flustered when Cait wasn’t here.” Whimsic taunted.

Caitlin furrowed her eyebrows. “You have a crush on me?”

“No!” He said harshly. His face then turned pale. He softened his voice. “I mean, no. I’m just…”

“Bi-panic?” Rosetta chimed in.

“That.”

Caitlin, Rosetta, and Whimsic let out cackles. Ajax let out a small, embarrassed laugh. Though, the moment was interrupted by the giant.

“Why, if you aren’t the cutest little catch of pearls I’ve ever seen!”

The laughter stopped. Their faces became pale. Now he was speaking to all of them.

He asked for their names. They gave it to him. It only made him gush more. “Such adorable names! Ohhh~ I can see your little faces turn red. I could just pinch them…”

Their hearts dropped as his enormous fingers entered the tank.

“Hm…no. I wouldn’t want to cause any harm to my tiny treasures.” He retracted his hand. “I just find little merfolk so fascinating! What brings you four to the Quiet Abyss?”

“We were sleeping.” Ajax said bluntly. “And then I woke up in a cage. Last I checked, we were all sleeping on a jellyfish.”

“A giant jellyfish, little Ajax. How attentive you are.” He smiled down at him. Ajax was blushing a bit. “I do admit, I did take you four in my cave. But there are some terrible creatures out there who would want to harm you cuties. Not to fear—I will protect you all.” Faster than the blink of an eye, he snatched the four into his hands. “Now, let’s all eat some breakfast. I’m sure you’ll all love what I have prepared for you.”

And so he swam with the young ones in his hand, towards the kitchen, where the first escape attempt would be made.

[wintuvern]

ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟᴇɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜɴɴᴇʀꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀɴᴅꜱ, ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 2

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Pssst, go check out @infamous-if !!!

[roadkillgodfather]

Dimitri still resents Ajax in the Normal Guy au for showing signs of neurodivergency and "squandering" his potential by becoming a mortician instead of a surgeon.

[vicciouxs]

graffities. . . and police.

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[rituwool]

Hee hee washing maching

Shiny rubber version also

[primarinite]

oh yea forgot i updated their icons

[toadslug]

When you can use your plant magic to shower your boyfriend in pretty flowers 🥰🥰🥰

Redraw of this sketch from December 2022:

[ehrmantrautpup]

concept of my arcanist oc, Ajax 🐸 he's a dunmer/falmer, hermamora cultist, and nixhound musher 🫛