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Session 52 - NEW BAKALDOR CITY BABY

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> 🎵 Tramont Island / Granblue Fantasy OST

We pick up again aboard the Pelican during her final leg of the journey to Bakaldor. Rested from the previous nights escapades the party all rouse a little later in the day, Mingling and chatting and packing up, ready to go until evening comes.

As they all stand waiting aboard the deck of the ship they spy the city lights come into view in the distance along its sloped coastline. It’s not all too dissimilar looking to Shorewater like this, discounting the many large spiraling buildings that seem to pierce the skies.

As the airship veers closer to port only does the sheer size of the city truly begin to dwarf them all. Unlike Shorewater the streets of the port are much lower down from the rest of the city, causing it too take up most of their vision as it slopes upwards and beyond. Despite the evening time, it seems the area is busy enough, they watch workers and travellers walk too and fro from the top of the deck.

After the chiming of a bell and the yelling of ship hands echo out around them, the ship properly docks. The way off the ship is opened up to passengers via wooden bridging set in place by ship hands and a couple begin the process of directing people to the exit. They watch the crowd with them on deck begin to descend onto port in a busy rush of noise, very different to their brief pitstop in Figstup.

Before they can all rush off themselves they spy the captain and a few odd boat workers wave and make their way towards them. The ship captain laughs, bends over and grabs Plum’s hand in a large friendly shake.

Plum: plum returns the shake awkwardly but not unfriendly. "uh, you need something?" Captain: he laughs as he continues shaking your hand “I do, to thank youse all again for what you did. I'll be giving you my blessings for the rest of 'yer journey that’s for sure” Crewmen: a few of the shipwrights clap Psalm and Vinny across the backs, as they laugh shouting “we’re gonna grab drinks later, we’ll get you a round if we see you in the pubs!” Captain: the captain stands back up straight and elbows one of them as they nod, dropping a hefty sack of coin in Plum's hands. Plum: "oh," plum says, a bit embarrassed now but they feel heartened by this interaction. "no problem, it was nothing. and thank you, blessings go really far." they turn with the coin to the rest of the group like uhmm.. Psalm: Psalm just mock salutes and says "I'll be sure to find you later, then." Keva: keva lightly nudges him with an elbow and kinda gives him a look like "remember what we talked about" aka getting the lifetime rides Psalm: Psalm turns to the captain and says, "This is more than we deserve, thank you. It's hard for me to ask this on top of such a generous gift, but my party and I were wondering if we'd be able to ride with you for free from now on?"

Captain: The captain taps his chin and raises a brow amused at the shamelessness "HAH! I like 'yer attitude... how's about we let you have a discount anytime you do instead, half price sound good?" Psalm: Psalm smiles, "I'll take that deal." Keva: keva looks over to cimm and gestures with a shrug and a hand like 'that's not too bad right?' Cimmorro: hes doing this

Captain: he gives you a smile and claps you on the back alongside plum “ 'at’s about all the thanks I can give and then some, still gotta make a report about all this to the mariners guild” he blows some air through his teeth exasperated, but none of it directed at any of you

As the captain gets a contemplative look on his face they peer around the deck and see Anton in the distance. He has a distant look on his face as he glances out below to port, watching the passengers disembark leaned against the railing.

Psalm: Psalm crosses his arms and looks at Plum, "Should we go talk to him or..." Plum: "yeah I think we should 💀.." plum probably briefed the others on this guys deal anyways so Psalm: psalm just bids the captain goodbye by lightly patting his shoulder and goes over with plum Plum: plum also nods at the captain to say goodbye and walks over to anton. they try to get his attention by waving. Captain: he glances at the two walking off before smiling and waving, he turns to the rest of you "well, i got some other matters to be tendin' ta, enjoy the city as much as ya' can for the time of night" he lets out a bellowing laugh before walking off, the few crewman around joining him Han: stopping her gawking at the city for a moment, han turns to the crewmen and captain and says a thank u for the trip, before trying to pay attention to her actual party

Finn: before anyone other than plum and psalm can leave finn addresses the remaining guys of the group "are you all as keen as those two to spend the night here? personally id prefer we mosey right away" Rokka: "I just wnat to get off this thing 😂 " Cimmorro: "are you suggesting we leave the city tonight?" this is not said in any hostile manner btw Finn: "precisely" also said in a non-hostile manner (love that we have to specify w these two) Cimmorro: "you likely wouldn't want to travel through the night without a guide, first and foremost. plus, i have business here that i prefer to be done in the morning. i might be able to get us some horses." Finn: finn looks like he wants to interrupt cimm for a moment, but at the mention of the horses he turns the thought over in his head "...are you implying the horses would be free of charge?" Cimmorro: "yes, well, it'll be the church's property. so they'll be under my name, but free all the same." Finn: finn crosses his arms and raises his nose at that. he hates the idea of depending on charity. hes too rich and noble to jump at the offer, but on the other hand he just spent 300gp carelessly this morning so it would be a relief. not that anyone needs to know that. "hmph... i suppose everyone else would quite welcome that. and you sound like you really want to attend to whatever business you've got here" he dusts one of his sleeves off a little "so i shant argue pointlessly. however" he pauses and looks at cimm expectantly "i hate to be left idle..." (<- still not-hostile) he doesnt want to Actually say 'pleaaaase take me with you ill be so bored alone' Han: "i wanna walk around city, if you or others wanna join" ^_^ Cimmorro: at this point cimm picks up on finn's mannerisms to know well enough what he wants. to this, he simply tips the brim of his new skyhat (thx ozan) donning the shade of the darkening evening and goes "you're in luck then, plenty of things to do in the city. see, han's already inviting you " Psalm:

Cimmorro: IM LAUGHIGN YES) Keva: keva seeing finn dance around asking to go along with cimmorro and then cimmorro making a big display of his hat like.

Finn: finn pouts at that. he wishes he was on worse terms with cimm so he could tell him his skyhat looks stupid, gaudy and tacky. he almost felt bad for his outburst last night too, damn! he simply sighs and looks at vinny instead "what will you be doing vinny? will you be accompanying cimmorro?" Vinny: he looks over from where he was thinking to himself with a bit of surprise "hm? oh me? i wasn't planning on it, i dont know much about religious institutions but a walk around the city does sound nice for the morning" he glances at han "we could be a trio if you like?" Cimmorro: cimm just makes a side comment like "at the very least it seems like vinny will be busy with the crew members tonight ahoho ahaha" Vinny: he tries his best to ignore this comment Han: "sure!!" Finn: finn huffs a little, not having expected vinny to be one to take han up on her offer...atlhough he shouldve anticipated it, considering vinnys pure, gentle heart... his expression softens for a moment "i-i suppose... that'd be okay for me too" this way he gets to keep an eye on his coffin too, so its probably for the better Vinny: he smiles at you both and does a little mock fist pump "sightseeing in the morning then it is! Finn: finn inwardly cringes. 'in the morning'........................that still leaves him idle for the night. he'll think of something...without cimm...without vinny....and especially without psalm. he returns the gesture with significantly less effort and enthusiasm "so it is decided" Han: han pumps her fist up too ! ^_^ "we dont really have anything to do in evening, right? well.. we want to find an inn, and cimm keeps saying we need guide... we can walk around after too. might as well squeeze the most out of this trip" Cimmorro: "you three play nice in the morning then, hm? i'll be out by daybreak, at least i hope to be. if you guys are up and about and are around the vicinity when i'm done with my business then i might join in on the strolling. goddess forbid i take my eyes off this guy for one second anyways" he jokingly points at vinny "getting a guide early on is preferable, yes. i don't know the rest of the way to antessa from my town is why i suggest it." Vinny: he glances at cimmorro and then rubs his chin "i have heard this city's a little on the ah... rougher side" Finn: "id be most pleased if you were to join us" he smiles at cimm "but vinny and i will hold our own regardless, so fret not..." (<- genuinely wants to assure cimm) Han: han tilts her head quizically at the last comment but then laughs and smacks vinnys back and loops him in a headlock "no worries, no cult gonna steal him here with me around" smirks cockily Vinny: he lets out a little 'oof' at the smack as he stumbles "ah- around the clock supervision on me i see" hes almost embarrassed at the overt attention Cimmorro: he smiles up at han and finn "fantastic. i'll... trust you two then" there was a very faint hesitation but he tries Finn: finn just beams at him like ☺

As the group chat about their plans Psalm and Plum have their own with Anton, inquiring into his well being for the moment.

Anton: as you wave his attention over he blinks, turning his head. After a moment he waves back. Plum: "how're ya feeling?" plum asks carefully. "gonna stick around on the ship for a bit?" Anton: he tilts his head a little somberly "i am still.... processing it all. the captain said i may stay for as long as i like, even when they travel" he glances back at the cityscape briefly Psalm: "That's rather kind of him," Psalm says. Anton: he smiles a little dimly, but a smile all the same "i thought so as well. at the very least the crew here are quite kind" Psalm: "Well, if you ever need company going around the city, feel free to ask either of us, " Psalm gestures at himself and Plum, "just incase you need help getting your bearings." Anton: he pauses a moment as if contemplating "I will seek you out if you've the time then... the crewman invited me to go ah.. drinking tonight?" he seems a little more upbeat at mention of it "everything is so strange in this new era, but surely alchohol hasn't changed all that much" Psalm: "They did? I'll be seeing you then. And you might be right about that." Plum: "i can drink to that," plum agrees. Anton: "ah, your group will be joining them later?" he seems happy about that as he looks towards plum he smiles a little wider Psalm: "Knowing them, they might have their own plans, but I for sure will be joining." Anton: he nods his head "i'll see you a little later then, lets hope i can ah... clear my head a little beforehand" Plum: "take it easy," plum says. "and you can let us know if you need anything." Anton: he nods his head "haha, kind of you to offer but.. thank you, i'll keep you and your friends in my thoughts" Plum: plum is gonna say goodbye to anton and walk back to the group 2 ask what to do about all the money Psalm: psalm also, he waves and leaves with them

Gazing down at their hefty sack Plum counts up 2000 gold’s worth of platinum in the bag, they tuck it away in their bag of holding for the time being as they rejoin the conversation with Psalm.

Cimmorro: "so, tonight's events?" he turns to the general group "find a guide then drinking?" Plum: "fine with me" Psalm: "I have no other plans, so sure." Han: "and find beds" Cimmorro: "and find beds, yes" Rokka: rokka shifting from foot to foot, eager to get tf off this ship "yea, sure, whatever! LETS GOOO" Keva: keva's waiting at the bottom of the wooden bridge already, but hasn't stepped off so as to not get swept up with the busy crowd at the port.... just waiting for everyone else

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> 🎵 Tavern at the End of the World / Witcher OST

As the party walk off into port they make their way ahead to find a local mercenary guild base. Deeper in, the ground streets certainly seem to fit the city’s rough and tumble rumours. They spy an abundance of mercenary and adventurer looking types posted up outside buildings or walking through the night. Not too unlike themselves, they’re chatting and laughing and arguing loudly, making for a lively night atmosphere. Glancing upwards they spy bridges connecting the same buildings above them, like another level to the city they could use if they weren’t afraid of getting lost in them.

The mercenaries each cover themselves in an array of markers and colours signifying them as members of some guild or group Cimmorro doesn’t entirely remember the names of. They’re all almost surprised by the variety, though ones in silver, yellow and green symbols seem to be the most numerous.

Amongst the crowds of weapon wielding types they also see plenty of well dressed gentry, as well as what seem to be cleanly dressed followers for various deities of the pantheon. They’d stand out if it weren’t for the crowds of brawlers. Acolytes of both Wee Jas and Sune mill about, their well pressed clothing almost mirroring each other at times. Cimmorro makes note to casually greet any jasidians he comes across.

As Cimmorro glances about the streets leading, trying to recall where a building of good reputation lays, someone comes flying out ahead of him in the air, seemingly just thrown out of a nearby window with a great SMASH sound.

Recalling his few times having been in the city before he expertly crouches out of the way as the man goes sailing above his head. He hears him land across the street with a THUMP as someone yells expletives at them from the window

??: "-AND STAY OUT YOU COCKSUCKER" Psalm: psalm pretends he doesnt see Han: han cringes and whistles, looking over the person who got thrown Cimmorro: cimm just kinda watches the guy whomp onto the ground all deadpan before walking and peering over him like "still able to walk i hope?" he rly is hoping he wouldn't need to give extra care Finn: finn stares in order to figure out if the guy is hot Plum: plum also wondering if the guy is alright

As Plum, Han and Cimmorro look over at the guy they watch him mumble to himself as he rolls around on the ground, a heavy bruise on his head from the landing but he otherwise just looks inebriated. The person in the window looks like they're about to climb through the broken glass after him before a few people inside start to hold her back a little rushed. Finn mentally ranks the man’s attractiveness as a solid 6/10.

Plum: plum frowns at the bruise but they're not gonna get involved they think Cimmorro: cimm's literally just like this 😅 before going back to his business, he lightly nudges keva with an elbow tho and just reminds her "see? people being thrown about. not the last you'll see tonight i'm sure" Keva: keva snorts a bit while she peers at the guy on the ground "i didn't think you meant literally thrown" Cimmorro: he gives keva a smile "and this is why i stay outside of the city" cimm is gonna continue to find an actUAL MERC Finn: finn raises an eyebrow, wondering if this brunette is worth the trouble... he likes a pathetic man, but... whats on his mind more than anything is why cimm is bothering to hire mercs when he is right here... the rest of the party too, if that for some miraculous reason doesn't suffice. so he shifts his attention more to cimm, wondering how long he'll bother with that guy

As the group continue to walk through the streets at a leisurely pace they find themselves getting… utterly lost, almost embarrassingly so. That man getting tossed from the window must have flustered them something fierce, Cimmorro barely recall which street leads where. They all end up somewhere in the middle of some district or another completely confused.

Han: "cimm, where are we going..." forced smile Cimmorro: "o-on an adventure, for sure" 👼 Han: withering smile...

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> 🎵 The Floor Is Lava - Mischief Makers OC ReMix / Biggoron

As they stand about confused, Han, Finn Cimmorro and Rokka overhear an altercation of sorts. In one of the nearby alleys they spot what appear to be two acolytes of sunite being accosted by a group of mercenaries

??: you see a taller red headed man say in a hurried voice “I was just saying to be a little more mindful, they just fixed that road know” he waves his arms about in the air dramatically ??: the older dwarf next to him waves his hands through the air next to him “now, now really there’s no need to start a fight” the two of them look very clearly outnumbered

Han: "also theres some guys getting jumped over there" points to alleyway "are those some priest uniform? should we help?" looks at you guys Finn: "oho! and what an adventure!" finn jogs up to join cimm, bumping shoulders friendly for a moment "shall we come to their aid? or do we keep venturing, in search of grander pastures?" his deflated energy from earlier is GONE Rokka:

Cimmorro: cimm just kind of gives finn a weird look at the statement before dismissing it with a shake of his head. "we certainly can't turn a blind eye, can we?" he goes ahead and approach the gentlemen with a friendly "yoohoo" Finn: finn thinks they could very well turn a blind eye to this, hes not so chivalrous as to beat just anyone up for free....but cimm is momentarily in charge so he doesnt retort. he just stays close enough to cimm to immediately step in if something happens Mercenary: as you chatter amongst yourselves one of the merc’s crowds the taller man against the wall as he swaggers intimidatingly close “you reeeeally trying to tell me where I can and can’t walk in my own city dandy boooy?” ??: the younger man’s face pales a little as he glances down towards his compatriot “heartwarder pleeease…!” ??: the dwarf chuckles awkwardly under his breath as he pats the merc's leg “really really, there’s no need for this!” Mercenary: as you approach the merc swivels his head towards you "huh....? augh gods another one of them" he studies your outfit briefly before looking back at your face Cimmorro: cimm gives a thin smile at the remark but plays silly "sorry to bother the very, mm, heated exchange back here but i'm afraid me and my companions are lost, see." he makes a show of the group. "was just hoping for some directions, ah, and may perchance know someone we can hire for a job?" his way of tempting them away from violence rn Mercenary: the man gives you a withering stare and grimaces before leaning away from the priest against the wall, who visibly sighs at the loss of imposed personal space "you really got a sense of timing bud, no one out on the street do for your questions?" Cimmorro: cimm gives a small but amused shrug. "you seemed like a talkative bunch? i mean, i can just go if you're not interested." Mercenary: the man leans back with his hands in his pockets as he glances between you and the priest as if contemplating his choices before he clicks his tongue. he turns to the priest against the wall again and leans forward for a second menacingly "don't ever tell me what to do again..." he leans away again, seemingly placated as he turns to the rest of his group "let's go before this one talks my ear off" he stalks off down the alley from where the party came, he makes an effort to bump into your shoulder as he goes. soon enough they amble out of sight ??: the young man slides to the floor out of relief ahead of you. Cimmorro: cimm immediately checks if he didnt get pickpocketed or anything Finn: finn just stares at cimm like 🤨 'why didnt he command me to attack?' wonders if cimms decision to talk this out was cowardice or tactics.......... this wouldntve happened if i cut that man in half tsk "you shouldve just given me the word to strike. i still can, if that bothered you" Cimmorro: cimm gives finn dead eyes in contrast to the sweet but obviously sarcastic tone. "yes because i'd love to have blood on our hands the first day i'm back home! and right in the city where the jasidan mother resides!" he goes over to check the other two acolytes "are you alright?" Finn: finn is unfazed by this....simply thinks to himself that cimm is ungrateful. checks his gloved nails Psalm: "Maybe don't go rushing in to break up fights if you don't want blood on your hands Cimmorro 🤔" Cimmorro: "well, i didn't see anyone else doing anything." he simply says without turning his head towards psalm "one moment longer these guys would be flying out the pavement next" Psalm: "Fair, just be careful is all." /shrug Psalm like we just got here...

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??: you all watch the younger man pull at his hair frustrated as he sits on the ground "auuugh... those brutes never change...!!" ??: the smaller dwarven man turns to you "yes, quite alright now, thank you very much for that!" he gives a polite bow, in a very graceful manner Cimmorro: cimm waves his hands as if to say don't mention it. "i'd advise to just lay low but, who's to say what makes some of these people fly off the handle, am i right?" he shrugs again Keva: keva offers her hand to help the young man off the ground ??: the young man pouts for a moment dramatically before glancing over at you, he takes your hand standing up again. though before you remove it he flips it around in his grasp and bends forward formally to kiss the back of it, bowing forwards "t-thank you very much, my lady" though as he says it he's still pouting with a comically sad expression, he quickly releases it afterwards Keva: keva doing the anime 💥 in surprise

??: the young man pays no mind to keva’s reaction as his attention is diverted ??: the dwarf rubs a hand across his forehead "ooh that's for sure, sadly our work requires stepping on a few toes here and there" despite his exasperation there's a glitter in his eyes that you almost find...cute Cimmorro: cimm gives the dwarf a pensive but understanding nod and a smile. "shall we get out of this alleyway at least? lest we start to look suspicious as well," he laughs ??: the dwarf nods his head quickly "yes, yes! a view of the street would be better on the nerves in sure" he turns and gestures to the young man to follow after him as you all head back out. spotting the rest of your group he politely bows again to you all

Han: hans just vibing just on the outside of the alleyway, looking vaguely intimidating to the flock of guys that just left, before turning her attention to the two pink acolytes, smiling amused by them "how did you step on their toes?" ??: he young man's pout intensifies as he he lets out a frustrated sound again from the bowels of his throat "th-the! ohhh!!" he almost seems too incensed to get the words out before he does "our kind lady of love has given us the great task of keeping these lovely streets clean but all these mercenaries don't like being told to n-not break windows whence they so please...!" ??: the dwarf chuckles a little as he pats the mans knee "right right, relax a little endra" Han: han continues to be amused and slightly perplexed "who is this kind lady of love? i guess thats good work... dont you have guards for this kind of thing?" then quieter to herself, like shes thinking outloud "unless you are guards..?" Endra: the young man named endra puts a hand over his heart as the points the other to the sky "our lady firehair herself, goddes of love and beauty sune..." he gets a tear in his eye as he says it ??: the dwarf follows after him "yes, the princess of passion as she's otherwise known...!" he has a beautiful smile on his face as he speaks "ah... the guards are a little cow toed by most locals, and alot of them get into just as many fights as the guild members" he thinks for a moment "not much difference for the rampant destruction who does it..."

As they chat Cimmorro glances around the street again trying to get his bearings after getting hopelessly lost, it suddenly clicks in his head where they are. Glancing at the signs on the road the shape of the street, he notes they’re halfway to the district holding the major churches in the area, in the midst of a good chunk of closed stores in the business area.

Seems they’ll need to turn around to find any of the actual guilds... most of the people milling about here aren't sticking around. Its quieter from when they started for sure, maybe that explains the shakedown they happened across.

Cimmorro: everyone just hears cimm go like "ahhhh. i know where we are now, we have to turn around to find the guilds, inns too for that matter. my bad :P" Plum: "that's fine," plum shrugs. "not like i know where the fuck we are. lead the way." Rokka: Rokka just nods like I totally get it "lead the way!" Han: han gives cimm a knowing smirk (i know that u got lost. punk.) and gives an ok sign for the rest Cimmorro: hes literally like :3c

Han: han thinks these guys are a little insane but she does love crazy, also recalling how cimm acts when hes allowed to preach for even a moment and connecting the dots there. "huuuuh... sounds uhh.. good of you? i never seen your uniforms in shorewater, theyre very cute :3" she leans in to mock-whisper to the dwarf, hiding her mouth from the rest "whats cowtoed...?" then she suddenly straightens out "oh! i didnt even ask your names!" Endra: the young man dusts off his jacket a little as if realising he may have gotten a little scuffed in that encounter, briefly interrupting his lamentations "ah... across the seas. its true i don't think our lady has much presence over there. thank you though...!" he preens a little afterwards standing more confidently "my name is Endra, and this-!" he gestures grandly and gracefully towards the dwarf with a bow "is our local heartwarder, sir Rioli!" he says it with a grandeur that's almost surprising Rioli: the dwarf laughs as you ask the question "ahh... under the thumb... or hmm.. cant fight back?" he blinks in thought Finn: finn clears his throat "and what exactly is the mission of your faith?" hes not tooooooo condescending about it....the fact that theyre apparently agents of the goddess of love and passion does pique his interest a bit "whats a heartwarder?" Han: han snorts at the preening, thinking damn all acolytes are the same huh lol. "pleasure to meet you! im han, and the rest are vengaboys, when they feel like it" she waves her hand at the rest of the party going in front of them (i assume cimms leading the way). at rioli's reply she ponders for a sec and goes "oh, that sounds irritating... kinda every man for himself here, huh?" Cimmorro: cimm is always like, in the middle of grimacing and laughing every time the vengaboys name is still used

Endra: the young man barely registers the tone as he speaks up putting a hand to his chest once more "to spread and inspire love and beauty across the realms, and protect it in kind. there is no greater purpose i find.." his eyes sparkle again with unshed tears as his dramaticisms kick up, he leans forward to grasp finn's hand daintily "romance and inspiring oneself against impossible odds, devotion and admiration...!" he drops finns hand and gestures once more to the dwarf as they begin to walk alongside you "a heartwarder is a great role, only gifted to the most beautiful souls of the goddess! Great Rioli here is our Bakaldor Heartwarder, truly i know none greater and loving than him" he looks off into the distance wistfully as Rioli walks ahead of him with a laugh Rioli: "Endra is too kind to me, but i do my best to lead the acolytes of the church here. The days are a struggle but the work is worth bringing smiles to ones faces" he has a rosey glow to his face as he says the words. he turns to han after smiling and waving politely "i hope you dont mind if we tag along a little, it seems were heading in the same direction anyway" he clasps his hands carefully as he nods his head after "yes... the city is lovely but not for the ah.. faint hearted" Psalm: Psalm doesn't really want to but he introduces himself also Rokka: Rokka waves "and IMMM ROKKA" Plum: plum also introduces themselves. they like them/their goal Cimmorro: "ah, so both of you are locals then? feel free to huddle along." he begins to walk and lead everyone else. "cimmorro, by the way. from our ruby sorceress' spire up in coralwash." Han: han goes hoooo at endas lil speech over the heartwarden "so sir rioli is a big deal here, huuuuh" at the faintheart comment, han snorts a little "well, thats not gonna be problem for us. actually, we are looking for inns and one guide to travel further north, to coralwash. if you have any suggestions..?" Finn finn finds himself agreeing with their mission about love and spreading passion, but he is greatly displeased by the unprompted touching, he wants to immediately retract his hand when endra takes it. he probably looks like a cat, sans some hissing. halfway through the heartwarder lecture he zones out, remembering to respond once rioli is done "and your lady? whats her role in it? i dont get it, to be blunt. what does she actually do." Endra: endra shakes his head almost aghst "our lady leads us, without her doctrines i would have been lost to darkness and despair. her words inspire me to care for myself others in kind..." he pouts as he holds back his emotions again "to our most devoted she grants us great blessings and boons so that we may continue her work... and most importantly lose ourselves in our love for her, but regardless i will spread her will far and wide...!" Rioli: rioli nods next to him as if in agreement "aha, endra is one of our most passionate newer acolytes, were glad to have him" endra seems to beam at the praise before rioli turns to cimmorro "ohh, a brother from up north? you might be here to see the weary rest temple i imagine" he gives a polite greeting to you before smiling at everyone else "others seem to like me, in kind i strive to repay the kindness" as your question he thinks "i see... i know of a few places i could point you towards in fact, every now and again our acolytes do employ their services" Endra: he pipes up after "especially after dealing with those brutes..!" Finn: things start to click for finn. he sighs a little, exhausted by endras enthusiasm for the topic, he regrets asking. he may agree with their message, but to finn this doesnt look too different from the letterheads...just a different objective. hes glad when endra and rioli move on from talking to him......but he finds himself wishing he could just curl up in the nape of psalms cape right now

Cimmorro: "it is one of my stops, yes." he gives whatever formalities jasidans have in return lol "we're just passing through the city, mostly. heading towards to antessa, so if the place you're going to suggest has someone fit for that kind of thing, i'd be most grateful!" Rioli: rioli strokes his beard thoughtfully "of course of course, most people come through here on travel" he smiles again "i know just the place, we can lead you there on our way. he thinks again "ah, though i warn you if you're heading north i hear theres been a bit of trouble on the road lately" he glances around at you all "though with a group this large you may not be in too much bother" Cimmorro: "oh? you don't say. what kind of trouble might that be?" Endra: endra pipes up next to you gracefully leaning forwards "theres been sightings of a great beast on the main road there, some call it a dragon... though others say its simply a drake........... or giant lizard..." he almost gives you a conspiratory eye as if hes sharing information of great import Rioli: he follows after him "i'm not too sure what it is exactly... but it seems travellers are getting attacked at the very least. so id try to keep to a larger caravan if youre dead set on going, hate to see you folks get hurt" Cimmorro: cimm looks surprised but tilts his head at endra. "and this was only fairly recently?" Endra: he nods very seriously "yes...word started coming in about it a week or so back..." Cimmorro: "mmmn, that is quite troubling indeed. i'm certainly not hoping this happened between the road here to coralwash? and instead farther north?" Endra: endra leans in more intensely a hand to his forehead "ack.. ive heard both... as if it were moving about.. its a truly vexxing thing" he leans back again "we are to love all creations... but none that harm so wantonly..." Rioli: he nods in front of him "yes... i think a bountys been put out recently, so its most likely a real threat if youre headed that way" Cimmorro: "ayayay..." he starts to rub his head from the side. "and if we were to inquire more information on this and this bounty, would you happen to know what the next best place would be?" Rioli: rioli hums rhythmically as he twirls his beard once again "id enquire into one of the guilds, they usually know about most of the bounties put out here. the voice of the brigade would have information most definitely, ill show you the building when we get there" he pats your leg jovially, appreciating the seriousness with which youre considering it Cimmorro: he laughs a little at the cheerfulness. "we're in your care then, sir"

Han: hans face immediately lights up like its christmas "lets hunt dragon" shes shaking Psalm: "No." Han: "WHY NOT!" Psalm: "Give me three good reasons why." Finn: finn doesnt quite light up like han, but he feels his spirits lifting at the prospect of fighting "..." he stares at han. contemplating if he should say anything. Keva: keva grumbles to herself "we're never going to get to antessa" Han: she starts counting on her fingers "one. it would really fucking cool. my pride would soar. two. good practice for future fights. three. ...." she keeps thinking "its pain in peoples butts here, so we might get praised for it...? or like, coin. you like coin, right???" desperating pleading at psalm Plum: "you can if you want, but i'm not gonna join you." plum frowns. Han: PLEADING EYES Plum: plum shields their eyes from han's look w their hands Rokka: Rokkas unsure how he feels about this Finn: ".....i would join" finn quietly mutters Psalm: "Two of those are not good reasons to delay our trip... and we're not exactly in need of money right now." Han: han sniffles sadly, looking down and kicks a pebble at her feet "fine... we dont have to hunt dragon.... whatever....... its not like it would be the coolest shit ive ever done......" she keeps grumbling Finn: "we might not be in need of money but its a once in a lifetime experience... and we'd secure our road" Han: han looks at finn with a ray of hope 🥺 Psalm: "Or we could let someone else deal with it, or travel a different way.." Finn: "ah, theres that cowardice ive come to expect of you psalm" finn shakes his head "let someone else deal with it he says... tsk. how perfectly unreliable" he gives him a sharp glance "we have dealt with far worse than a dragon in that cellar i daresay" Han: han pokes him in the back "stop being so safe and boriiiing" >_< Psalm: He crosses his arms, "I'm not rising to the bait, you two. It's just a waste of time." Han: pouts and pokes him harder one more time Psalm: He gives her an unimpressed look. Plum: you want to delay your uncle's request?" plum raises an eyebrow. Finn: finn pouts and blushes a bit "h-he would understand!" Plum: "well you know him better than i do." plum muses. "i'm not stopping you all, i just don't wanna help."

Cimmorro: cimm overhears the conversation behind him "the creature would be a problem that will cause delay either way anyway no? not saying we should put our heads into its mouth so willynilly, but if push comes to shove we would have to deal with it." Plum: "i think that's different from going looking for it." Psalm "This is different to going hunting for it. Because in your case, I agree Cimmorro." Cimmorro: "true. going out of the way is not really an option... unless our guide is a miracle worker" Han: han in her mind is like (praying) the dragon will find us.. the dragon will find us.... Finn: finn joins in this mental prayer, at the same time, coincidentally

As the party all chatter they slowly make their way back towards where the guilds and larger inns seems to be located within the city, Rioli and Endra bracketing their sides as they do. They spy a few giant buildings before them lining the street, various large entrances and open doors leading to grander interiors filled with mercenaries and adventurers of all sorts coming and going even late into the evening.

They spy a few outdoor food vendors and tables scattered about as dinner time seems to envelop the area

Rioli: he points over towards one of the larger wooden buildings, stacked high up into the sky "that over there is the voice of the brigade, you can inquire hiring people and other information there. I find most of their employs to be the pleasurable sort, they treat my acolytes with care" Endra: he pipes up behind him emphatically "Indeed....! Gentle people with resilient hearts through and through" Rioli: he then gestures to another building down the road, covered in red and pink trappings and decorations "that there is the ken embrace, an inn run by my fellow amors. It should be a good place to rest down for the evening" he smiles before wagging a finger in the air in an upbeat manner "tell them the heart embraces you, and they'll skim just a little off the price! consider it my thanks for the evening"

Cimmorro: "wonderful! may both the goddesses bless you with their best graces," he clasps his hands together gratefully. Han: han skips in a wahoo pose "thanks lots and lotsss!! wheres your erm.. temple?" looks at cimm like is it a temple you people congregate at..? Cimmorro: he gives you a lil thumbs up P: 👍 Rioli: rioli smiles and gives a graceful bow again "and the same to you, may love follow you" he turns to han and smiles as he turns, pointing to the eat at the skyline "its near the jasidian temple actually, the tireless comb works away nearby. The square white building is our main temple, should you need find me i'll most likely be there" he twirls his hand imparting the statement with a little glittery flair Han: han checks out the horizon, trying to spot it <insert some flirty remark from han here thats adequately han-bad while my brain doesnt work>

Endra: endra puts a hand to his cheek as he grumbles under his breath "aooough... next time i'll bring some well equipped friends of my own..." Rioli: he laughs and waves at you all "i'll endeavor to keep us out of trouble, thank you all again vengaboys!" the two split off, leaving you to your own devices once more. Han: waves byeeeee Vinny: thinks for a moment before he turns his head away from where they walked off "well, they were quite nice" Cimmorro: "weren't they?" he turns to the general group again. "so, guild, yes? unless some of you want to begin settling down for the night first then by all means." Han: "business first, pleasure later" ^_^ han good mood now

Cimmorro: if he's gonna eat anything more it's likely just snacks.... krenic street food <3 Rokka: Rokka would get street fewd snacks and just walk while eating

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> 🎵 Dinner Time / CxM OST

The party decide to check out the guild first, heading through the busy street they stroll your way over to the wide open doors of the brigade. The interior is large but has a homely feeling, filled with a an assortment of people seated at tables in a nearby lounge area. A large noticeboard and central desk with numerous attendants speaking to various sorts of mercenaries sit near the entrance.

The ground is covered in green carpets that shine a little in the light, they see a large symbol of a coin over a knife carved into the front of the desk as one of the attendants glances downwards at some paperwork in her hands.

Cimmorro: uhhh i'll approach the attendant and try to get their attention ig "good evening! my group require an aide for our travels northward to antessa." Plum: i'm gonna follow cimmorro since we probably need to pay and we just got all this money i've been holding onto Attendant: she glances up at you as she tucks some of her stray hair behind her ear "ah? looking for a guide for further inland then" she thinks as she shuffles a few things here and there around "hmm.. ive got a couple people available for a job along those lines. did you want a single guide or multiple?" Han: "just one person should be fine.. right..? its not like we need more mouths to feed..." Rokka: "We have to feed them..?" Han: han stares at him "why.. wouldn't we... where would they get food from otherwise... gather our resources..." Rokka: He scratches his head in confusion, "I just thought they could handle it themselves? like have their own thing set" 🤔 Han: han blinks in thought, clearly not having considered that "they... could be...?" Rokka: Rokka blinks back "right.....?" Cimmorro: "i think we can do with a single. though i am curious what additional benefits come with multiple, is it like a bodyguard service?" Attendant: she nods her head "if you want a little more security, it costs more obviously but some people also only work in bigger groups as opposed to alone. consider it renting a set" she smiles and shuffles through a few papers before handing them "here's the singular guides available at the moment" as you skim through them you see three sheets of parchment with names and information listed on them, detailing their skills and abilities as well as conditions they're willing to work, pay etc. etc. she then points to the lounge "look through and see who you like, they're all here at the moment actually so you can approach them directly once you've decided with the offer" Han: if cimms takes the documents, hans gonna try to read them over his head Cimmorro: "thank you," he takes the parchments with han over his head already making a ruckus. it doesn't deter him much from his next question. "one more thing if i may, i heard about some attacks on the main road and bounties that had been offered for it. know anything about it?" Han: puts head entirely on cimm's and nuzzles him "ciiiimmmmmy i knew you wanted to hunt dragon tooooo" <3 Cimmorro: han hears him sigh. "i just want to make sure we know what we're dealing with in case it jumps on us..." he tries to crane his head away from her now Han: sticks to him to annoy him for a little bit more Plum: plum laughing @ han

Finn: finn leans a bit into psalms personal space at what cimm says and he just looks at psalm as if to mock him "oh noooo the dragoooon" he whispers and grins Psalm: Psalm deadpans, "Oh noooo, have fun fighting it on your oownnn." He's still unimpressed. Finn: finn wasnt leaning directly against psalm, but at that he drops against his shoulder (NOT W HIS FULL WEIGHT OFC) and he just pouts up at him "buhhh.... still a coward huh?" Psalm: "I prefer to think I'm being pragmatic." Keva: keva getting a little annoyed with the dragon hunting talk but she keeps it to herself for now Finn: "hmm.......and would you be impressed if i slayed it? if you could watch me..." still leaning against his shoulder Psalm: Psalm steps backwards one step. "I'd be impressed if anyone slayed it honestly, but ideally I'd be far away from that scenario. Unless I have no choice.." Finn: finn playfully stumbles but gets out of psalms personal space. he merely rolls his eyes at the lackluster response

Attendant: she looks back up and nods her head "ahh our bounties" she shuffles through a pile very quickly before handing on over towards you "that ones pretty recent, not too many groups going after it at the moment" you are handed a piece of parchment with information on it.

DRAKE BOUNTY - LOCATED ON THE MAIN ROAD BETWEEN BAKALDOR AND CORALWASH Help wanted to slay a beast terrorising the main road, any group or persons returning with the head of the beast or proof of safe passage hereafter is able to collect a subsequent bounty of 5000 GOLD PIECES. Beast is said to be blue in colour and draconic in nature, beast hunts during the night and has been sighted exclusively during said hours.

Cimmorro: he just lightly smacks the parchment on her face and goes "argh! go busy yourself with this & ask the others which one they want" to the attendant "you have my gratitude~" he takes the addtional parchment and walks away from her, facing the group again passing all the parchments around "so...?" Han: she squawks, lets him go and pouts, but takes the papers and reads them over, trying to spot the people described Psalm: Psalms busy looking at the dragon bounty like "Five whole k...." Plum: "err.. i'm impartial." plum says, shifting through the parchments. "we just need someone to lead us around right? how different does that get between each guide?" they're wondering how exactly we select as a party Han: "well, it would be good to choose someone we all like..." han says as she leads Cimmorro: "well, i personally would at least get someone sociable if i'm gonna be stuck with them for quite some time. but aside from that, it's just a matter of their service terms really." Finn: "why dont we evaluate them personally?" finn vaguely gestures with one hand Cimmorro: "go ahead then, i have matters to discuss"

The party glance at the parchments with the profiles of the guides.

Venerella / half drow ranger / 100g a week 12 years of experience Daily needs tended, additional bodyguard capabilities Notes: I’ll bring my own ale if youre worried about paying for that

Cherin / dragonborn sorcerer / 85g a week 7 years of experience Food not part of wages, additional trapping capabilities Notes: I’ve been a local for years, know alllllll the backways

Mars / half orc fighter / 50g a week 8-10 years of experience Daily needs tended Notes: GET ME OUT OF HERE

Psalm: Psalm reads that like one of these notes is not like the others.. Plum: plum hums at han and cimm like that makes sense. they're the last one's notes like ????????????? Keva: (can't read the notes and has no idea) "what would you write?" Plum: "i'd write 'i'll bring my own ale if you're worried about paying for that'" Finn: "8 to 10 years of experience? why dont they know the amount of experience they have?" finn genuinely frowns at mars' sheet. also finds it suspicious that this mars person completely tends to themself and is that cheap (<- muttering to himself) Psalm: "I say we pick the cheaper one." Plum: "i think we should pick him because i'm worried about him." Han: reading off the page han goes "like, one of these says "get me out of here" and another says "ill bring my own ale"..." she tsks judgingly "i would write something like... lots of experience trapping and hunting, can provide food, quick on my feet, best weapon bow, fine with being used as meatshield, great fuck, adequate talker..." she looks at keva quizzically "what else would traveller want?" Psalm: "You should want customers that dont treat you as a meatshield ." Han: "but you lot are all skin and bones..." Psalm: 'I- ok." Doesn't argue Rokka: "I want to help Mars..."

Keva: keva's not really interested in helping hire their guide and is busying herself eyeing the notice board even tho she can't read anything... still eavesdropping tho if she can

As the group chatter briefly Cimmorro walks off by himself to cast a sending spell at his sister Malaya.

Cimmorro: "HEY WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS ABOUT A DRAKE IN THE MAIN ROAD" Malaya: you hear a girls voice on the other end go "WEAHHH!! CIMM!! HI! oh you didnt know? it hasn't come around the town but it seems like its prowling around... we were going to ask-" and then it cuts out Cimmorro: continues it "ask what? i was worried if it started causing trouble around there. there's a good chance we might bump into it so i might have.." he rubs at his face as it cuts out Malaya: she replies again "ask willow! ask willow if we could hire someone to take care of it i meant...but if you do it thats good too, be-" it cuts out again Cimmorro: if vinny is nearby he just sees cimm claw his face at some corner mentally going GUESS GONNA HAVE TO DRAGON HUNT NOW FFS Vinny: he looks over at you mildly concerned at the conversation and your following reaction as he leans forward a little "er... good talk?" Cimmorro: he turns to vinny with a glare, not really at vinny himself but just the situation at hand. he continues to kinda just grumble to himself while regrouping. "willow isn't home... it's gonna take a while til they do... what if that thing attacks the town... fuck's sake...! i'll be restless unless we do something about it..." Vinny: he stares as the situation dawns on him his face going a little drawn as he lets out a awkward cough "ahh... dragon hunting after all then" he pauses as he closes his eyes with a sigh "well some of the others will be happy about it, at least?" Cimmorro: "i hope they won't turn tail at the sight of it then because i believe we need that thing gone... do you know anything about those things?" Vinny: "well at this point... i think a dragon might be less scary than the horrors weve all witnessed so far" he gets a far away look in his eye "lets hope we chance across it in er... optimum circumstances on our way" he adjusts his glasses a little as he thinks "and i dont know too much.. aside from the basics, we know its colour though i could make a bit of antitoxin to help us against the elements" Cimmorro: cimm's mood sorta gets better at the sound of his plans, as opposed to everyone else just being liek LETS GOOO AND KILL ITTTT WOOO, and looks up at vinny with sparkles in his eyes. "you are like a beacon of hope, you know that?" he keeps walking towards the lounge. "makes it a little less nerve wracking. hopefully i'll get home in one piece, geez." Vinny: he follows after almost laughing at the compliment "it's nothing that dramatic? but whatever makes you feel better about this. for what its worth i hope we can take care of it before it can do any more damage..." he tries to not shake at the image of a gigantic dragon in is head "lets hope its young......" Cimmorro: "okay, well," he stops in his tracks "i know why you hope for that but now i'll just feel bad if it's young.... 🥺" Vinny: he makes a conflicted face back at him "... im trying to find some more hope here lets try and not think too hard about it. killing innocents remember... eating travellers..." he waves a hand in the air as if to focus them up Cimmorro: "right... the terror, you're right..." he just looks dejected really doing a weak fist pump to show a faint sense of camaraderie.

Still deciding on who to pick Finn squints over at the lounge room and with a keen eye based on looks and nearby equiptment, spots the three listed around the large room. A tall drow woman chugging back a tankard. A dragonborn, silver and blue with heavyset arms appears to be reading something, and a half orc man with one eye at a desk staring down at a piece of parchment. He asseses the dragonborn as a solid 5/10 on his personal attractiveness scale

Finn: 5/10...finn can work with it, if the sorcerer is as fun as he made himself sound on the parchment. finn decides to approach cherin and strides towards him with purpose. he leans against the desk in a manner he hopes is flirty and goes "so you know all about the backways i hear?" Cherin: the dragonborn blinks and looks over almost put off "...and whos asking?" Psalm: PSALMS GOING TO HOVER BC HES CONCERNED Han: han spits laughing at finn and turns away from that conversation Plum: plum horrified Finn: "someone who might just hire you" finn absent mindedly twirls a strand of his hair and then smiles in a somewhat conceited manner "or are you not so keen on getting to know each other first?" Cherin: he tilts his head a little as if scrutinising you a moment before replying "you aint paying me for sexual favours just so yer' aware, least i dont think i wrote that" he folds his arms and leans back in his chair a little Psalm: Psalm is literally holding his face in his hands Rokka: Rokkas reaction to finns convo

Finn: "that can just be an extra, if youre interested" finn says this as if talking about something completely normal "i really am looking into hiring you though. we wanna travel upwards to coralwash but dont know our way around" Cherin: the man almost appears offended as you go on "...yeah i dont think i am" he kind of waves his hand in the air as you go on "good luck with...all of that" Finn: "good luck getting hired with that attitude!" finn sneers and turns on his heel. as he spots psalm he merely raises an eyebrow in an unimpressed manner "were you hoping to talk to this novice?" Psalm: "I was going to step in in case you ruined our chances of hiring him, but you've managed it so impressively fast that I didn't even get the chance." He turns to Cherin and just goes, "Sorry about my companion. I'm not sure he's used to speaking to people." Cherin: he looks over at you as you make yourself visible and scrutinises you a little "er...yeah... well. i could tell" Finn: finn just smirks at psalm with great restraint, highly amused by psalms way of putting it "ha! no need to waste any more time with him. hes missed his chance!" finn huffs and pulls psalm away by the sleeve. once theyre a few steps away he talks quieter so ideally only psalm would hear "once he hears of the most gorgeous, violet dragon slayer whos most skillful with his blade and accompanied by 6 brave warriors known as the vengaboys he'll come to remember this moment with great shame!" finn giggles, fully convinced of his own words here "ive also spotted the ranger, if youd like to verify her skills? that one i have no interest in. at least not yet." he tilts his head a little, saying this in a normal way to psalm Psalm: Psalm weighs the pros and cons of being a know it all vs not pissing Finn off and goes, "I'm sure he'll wring his hands at the sky once he finds out." He says this as sincerely as possible, but it's somehow still sarcastic. "In any case, I don't think we even really need a guide, so I've no interest in trying to hire the most expensive one here. Let's just wait on what the others figure out." Finn: finn shoots psalm A Look for being sarcastic but is otherwise non-hostile "hmph... if we dont even really need a guide, why are we here?" Psalm: "Cimmorro wants one, and even if I don't think we need one, who knows? Maybe one will come in handy later? I've just been following everyone around." Finn: finn would like to think psalm is stupid for this, but unfortunately he also has just been following everyone around, so he cant. he thinks psalm is stupid for everything else though "and youre sure you dont wanna pass the time by interviewing the ranger anyway? moneys not an issue for me" he flips his hair arrogantly

Cimmorro: continuing on walking back into the lounge he just scans how everyone kinda split up. 2 people he doesn't want to be with are together so the only logical option is the other group, minus keva who seems to be busy uninvolving herself. cimm walks past you two and goes "if you don't want our travel time to double, maybe even triple, YOU'D WANT A GUIDE. hmph!" and continues walking Finn: finn just tails.jpg at the passive aggressive way theyre being spoken to and looks at psalm like 'are u seeing this shit???' Psalm: Psalm just shrugs, "Well there you have it, really. and absolutely sure, why would I interview someone I have no interest in hiring?" Finn: finn just looks at psalm deadpan rn "for entertainment" like he cant believe psalm is this joyless "and she might be the better option. imagine that." Psalm: "It looks like the others have already made arrangements with the other guy though." Finn: finn spares the group a glance and then shrugs "wait..." he looks at psalm again and squints "i ought to be still mad at you for what happened on the airship, actually. dont come near me again. unless its to apologize. and youd better do it right" he then stalks off to join the others and evaluate this mars person with his own eyes Psalm: Psalm wracking his brain like apologise for what... but with nothing else to do he just walks off to go look at the signboard also.

As Finn’s attempt crashes and burns Plum goes over towards Mars instead to start up conversation.

Plum: "evening, can i ask you some things about your services?" they say and gesture to the parchment with mars' advertisement on it Rokka: Piggybacking on plums greeting, "DO YOU NEED HELP" Mars: Seeing Plum approach, he turns and his like one good eye widens a little. "Oh uh, yeah any particular-" And at rokka’s outburst he tries to hide a wince. "Ah yeah I was about to... ask the guild handlers to omit that part." He looks a little sheepish. Plum: plum snickers a bit but not in a mean way. "yeah, are you...alright?" Rokka: He pats mars on the shoulder "No worries!! I am here to help buddy!" Mars: "Aah there was a snag in my travels, ended up stranded here. If its about the pay I'm truly willing to go a little lower, I just need enough to get by until I get to my final destination." when rokka pats his he doesn't really react other than look up at rokka with a teeny eeny weeny bit of hope? Han: han looks at him concernedly, "i dont really care about pay but seriously.. are you okay? where do you wanna go?" Plum: "oh i get you. you don't need to go any lower though, you're already the lowest one here," plum squints their eyes at the parchment, rereading it."me and him, and the rest of our party," plum gestures vaguley behind them, "are trying to get to antessa from coralwash. we just don't know the area to get there that well." Rokka: Rokka nods "I'll he happy to help ya if u can help us too!" Mars: "I'm heading to Shar Yun actually, so a bit further west of Antessa. Coralwash... haven't been there myself admittedly but I've heard of it, and then to Antessa..." He's looks away for a bit to try to recall where all of these way points are before looking back at the trio. "Yeah, alright that's doable, I'd uh, be happy to help too."

Cimmorro: he continues walking to where Han is "hello my sweetie, how fares the canvasing?" Plum: "great, pleased to make your acquaintance. let me just wait for the rest of our group to stop being fuckers and we can see about hiring you." they look over at cimmorro as he shows up. Han: han takes all this in seriously then goes "how excited would you be to hunt dragon" han looks behind her "oh hi, uh, my.. fruit??" she has no idea what cimm called her this "this is mars, hes travelling to shar yun, and he has problems (i dont know what kind yet)" Mars: He just nods and wonders for a bit what the group he's gotten himself into would be like actually he thought they were the whole group . At han’s proposition he hrms a little. "Oh that thing? Not too opposed to it I suppose, if you guys didn't show up, I likely would've gone and joined a group of that for some extra dosh. Before we get going though, could I maybe know the names of my benefactors here." Rokka: Rokka grabs his hand and shakes it "SWEET!!!! PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS WITH YA" Mars: JUST GOES ALONG WITH THE HANDSHAKE everyone seems nice ^__^ .................................................................. ^ he doesnt know about finn Han: han stares at mars with sparkles and hearts in her eyes "you would....?" nearly cries from how happy she is to get a fellow dragon slaying ally and slams her fist down "okay!! im hiring you immediately!!!" :D

Cimmorro: cimms just kinda :3c at the fruit comment but then kinda just blinks blankly at her "....who's the what and the where now?" it can't be? he just kinda pushes past her to see mars in full "WHAT????" and then he just scans his face all over, hands and everything "you said you're going to--- WHAT???" Keva: the yelling draws keva over to see wtf is happening lol Han: han lets cimm do his thing while being like yikes, weirdo cimm moment Vinny: curious about cimm's outburst vinny peers around him to glance over at mars, he gets a look on his face as if trying to recall something, thinking as he stares Plum: plum jolts at cimm. "are you good?" they're not sure why it matters whether mars wants to go for the dragon or not. Mars: "Oh that's great?" He dounds unsure if this is a good thing or not. At cimm coming over he kinda just watches this new guy but his outburst just makes him think this group full of boisterous guys huh...! It actually takes him a while to recognise Cimm and the recogtion just makes him go. "OH. What- I thought you were in Shorewater" From the last time cimm saw him he lost an eye Cimmorro: "well, i WAS. now i'm here, and you--? and what---? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THIS?" he's pretty much doing a full physical exam on his lost eye talking to plum "a-and i'm fine, it's just, this is my friend!! he was travelling with me before" he says without turning his attention away from his face now Han: han just watches this happen, hand in chin, entertained again

Finn: "are you alright vinny?" since cimm is busy freaking out about the gods know what, he decides to bug vinny for the moment Vinny: he puts a hand to his chin in thought as he continues staring at whatever cimmorro seems to be doing to the mans face (hypocrite echoes in his mind) "i just feel as if ive seen him before..." Finn: finn studies vinnys expression, making sure to take note of the uncharacteristic way vinny keeps staring. he doesnt seem to want to talk much right now, and since vinny is the only person whose boundaries finn fully respects he decides to back off "huh. curious" he just quickly responds and then leaves him be, having seemingly no choice but to watch the drama between cimm and mars unfold Vinny: he continues thinking as he scratches the back of his head humming to himself "so much has happened lately im having trouble remembering why..." he continues watching behind the others alongside finn for a moment

Rokka: In the middle of all the commotion rokka starts introducing everyone to mars "IM ROKKA, this is plummy, thats hannie--oh! And here's cimmy but it looks like u know him? She's keva, that guy is finn, psalm aka my ex roomie is over there, and thaaatsss vinny!" Han: han is like oh ye lol names and waves when she gets called Plum: "oh, i thought you were worried about the dragon thing." as far as plum is concerned that is not a concern or theirs. they give a curious look at mars. "huh, small world." Mars: "Yeah shmall world." His good eye just blinks in shock. He's too busy getting his face turned around like a mannequin head in Cimm's examinations. If cimm does lift the eyepatch the eye socket is there, its just scarred over pretty badly but its still like. THERE Cimmorro: cimm perks up and away from mars at the mention of the dragon again. "well, err.. about that... i would now also prefer if we get rid of that thing. my sister raised some concerns of it being too close to town..." Keva: keva makes a face like 'not you too' Finn: "aha! so we are to be dragon slayers after all?" finn chimes in, without a care for tact or grace at the euphoria of getting to hunt this dragon Plum: "ahhhh," plum says unhappily. "great. at least it sounds more reasonable when you say it. but does this town not have their own guards or whatever for this kind of thing...? i guess not." they mutter Cimmorro: cimm huffs and crosses his arms, at nothing in particular. "it seems to be dire enough for my sister to require willow's actions to hire a hunting group, so i don't think the regular guardsmen are enough." Plum: plum hums. that makes sense. they're learning so much about the world today. "i dunno if i'll be much help, but alright i guess." Cimmorro: he just looks at plum like this 🥺

Mars: "Ah nice to meet you all...!" HE"S STILL GETTING TURNED I THINK? He manages to get a glimpse of Vinny and goes. "Oh, Vildristin, I think...?" Psalm: Psalm gives a short wave. Vinny: he blinks as hes addressed then snaps his fingers "ah...! thats it.. ah hello!" Mars: "Right your couch." He snaps a finger in recognition Han: han looks between these two "how do YOU two know each other??" O_o Rokka: Rokka just looking between mars and vinny like how do they know each other too o_o Vinny: he tilts his head curiously at that being mentioned of all things "th... well yes i suppose my couch" he nods his head "werent you with...?" then to han "i ah, met him recently through ezra" Cimmorro: "small world indeed..." hearing mars and vinny's thing Mars: This is insanity to Mars rn.

Han: "what happened to your eye then?" Mars: "It... Got stolen?" Scratches head a lil Cimmorro: he just hears cimm click his tongue and glare at him disapprovingly when he hears this Mars: "Hey now it wasn't willing......................................." Han: "h....hooowww??" leans in a lil hmm?? hmhmhm??? han looks between them and then settles on studying mars. she pokes over her own right eye "ezra is missing an eye too..." Plum: this actually makes plum more interested in the conversation but they don't have anything to say about it Mars: "The long and short of it is that I had it stolen in Shorewater." Grimaces a bit. "Quarry I was tracking." Han: she tilts her head "why do you sound like you can get it back?" Mars: "Kind of just a theory really, I've been tracking people who this... eye thief? Attacks, and they all mention- Well I guess I experienced it too now- their eye getting taken from them. Figured they might be keeping it for something..." He's off in theory land now and doesn't really look all that pleased about it. "Either way I'd personally like to stop this thing." Han: han hmmmms "and you think theyre in shar yun..? is that how you know ezra?? he also got his eye stolen??" Mars: "Oh you know him too?? Small world indeed......” Vinny: he almost laughs at the comparison between mars and ezra "speaking of, is he...here too?" he almost glances around the room "i thought you were heading the other way..." Mars: “No, no, Ezra and I got to Shar Yun but uh-" He looks away. "We got separated, along with most of my gear. Some kind of trap dropped me off here." Cimmorro: "wait so, that explains it, but how long have you been here?" Han: okay now han looks bewildered "wh- what kinda trap??" Vinny: he blinks wide eyed at the statement "d-does he know youre alive?" Mars: "A pretty odd one I'll be honest." <- A lil embarassed. "I've only been here for Hardly a day really, just kind of got here late yesterday. I wanted to let Ezra know but the best I could do with the funds I had right now was get my bird to send a letter, but who knows how long that'd take."

Cimmorro: "good grief. well i could shoot him a message, unless vinny here would like to do the honors." Mars: He was deep in thought and then blinks and looks up at Cimm. "Wait you can do that??" Vinny: he puts a hand to his forehead as if shocked "oh gods, he probably t-thinks you disintegrated yourself" then towards cimm "ah, yes yes thats true please, let me. you just had a conversation yourself" he looks back at mars "i-is there anything in particular you'd like me to tell him?" Mars: "Just... tell him I'm fine, really, I'll catch up with him soon. I dunno, maybe sorry it took so long to get back to him?" V minutely a wreck about this Vinny: he nods his head "perfect alright, er- one moment" he flicks his fingers through the air as he speaks an incantation "ah, ezra? vinny here, i've got mars with me. he says he's all right and he'll catch up with you soon, he also apologises" after a moment of listening back vinny nods to himself and glances back at you mars "he said ah... he's happy you're alive. wouldn't have been a great first day on the job if he'd got you killed, and that he will meet you there" he folds his hands in front of himself and smiles a little "he sounded quite relieved by what i could tell, and confused.. but well thats to be expected i think" he pats mars on the shoulder as if to say cheer up afterwards Han: han is like aw..... sniffles "well now we GOTTA make sure you get back to ezra safely too...." huffs, determined Mara: "Believe me I was pretty... confused myself." He laughs a little awkwardly but he does sound relieved too. "I feel like I was supposed to help you guys out, but I'm glad we can all find an agreeable arrangement." He says easing up a little bit. Han: "friend of friend is my friend too!" Rokka: rokka nods at mach speed @ han's comment Finn: finn glaring daggers at her back rn and thinking about how much he doesnt want this random mans problems. curse han for her stupid curiosity and boundless love for stupid strangers. idiot. moron. imbecile.

Cimmorro: cimm sighs a lil dramatically. what a turn of events. "that's that then. where are you staying currently?" Mars: He thinks a little bit on Vinny's and Han's words a little touched and realises yeah Ezra is kind of like that. He looks back at Cimm with a full head swivel "Just here actually." He stuffs the parchment he was reading to a back pouch somewhere. "They've got barracks in the guild." Cimmorro: "and you're alright here? we plan to settle down at one of the sunite amor's inn for tonight." he looks at everyone else "do we have a set day we'd want to start trekking to coralwash? i'm good as soon as i get those horses and my commitment with kevster tomorrow is over with." Keva: keva just squints her eyes like why'd he say it like that Rokka: "i'm ready whenever! just happy to touch land again........." Finn: "preferrably as soon as possible" Han: "i just want to walk around, see the city..." she shrugs "and thats all" Plum: "i don't have anything doing so..." they shrug Psalm: "What works for everyone else works for me. What are you planning on doing tomorrow?" Han: she leans over to tease cimm "also, what commitment with keva, so mysterious..." Cimmorro: :3 Han: she doesnt bother pressing him but just makes suggestive eyebrow wiggles Cimmorro: :3 Psalm: "... ok then. "

Cimmorro: "may i leave the buying of the caravan to you lot tomorrow then? since i'll be grabbing the horses." Psalm: "Sure." Han: "thats.. probably fine" Keva: "would be quicker. might be best for there to be still some daylight when we go. give us some time to get the lay of the land and maybe gather clues before it gets dark and the dragon starts its hunt?" Cimmorro: cimm agrees with this Psalm: Psalm just sighs like "Guess we have no choice.." Han: "around midday sounds good..." she turns back to mars "how well do you know the area? :0" Mars: "I'd say well enough, could probably set you guys up with a decent supplies shop. Goods, caravans, the works." That well enough seems to be downplayed just a little.

Mars: "Its fine enough here for the night, you lot can go ahead to the inn. If we're set on leaving tomorrow, I was just gonna head to town, get some long term supplies." Cimmorro: "you sure?" he looks concerned "if you're not comfortable here we did get some discounts at the inn. i can cover for you" Mars: "I have slept in worse..." He mulls over. He's thinking about this a lot harder than expected before eventually caving. "But, what the hell, might be the most decent rest we'll all get in a while...? How much would it be though..." Mostly just mumbling. Cimmorro: "we'll find out. it's fine, it's fine." he waves a hand leisurely. "pack up then, you look like you could use a good nights rest." Mars: "Oh this is- This is it, I'm good to go right now." That sheepishness is back. Cimmorro: "all that you need but the eye..." he smiles a little wistfully. "let's get going then... tomorrow is busy!" Finn: when they leave for the inn finn shoots mars a nasty glare for taking up some of their time with his problems.......which he thinks are actually kind of cool. the stolen eye thing sounds thrilling but finn hates that he didnt get a say in deciding whether to help mars or not. so he takes it out on him, naturally. this is all he does for today, he doesnt bother introducing himself or anything Mars: He senses a hostile presence in the dungeons of fear and hunger but keeps on walking

The newly arranged partty make their way over to the inn across the road, stepping through the semi open front doors before them. The atmosphere is lively but a lot more relaxed than the one outside where a wrong look could send a fight careening their way.

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They glance around and see a group of performers on a small stage, providing entertainment for the patrons, most of the clientele is drinking away and eating under dim lighting among comfortable looking soft curtains and furniture. As they approach the inn keeper amor for rooms she smiles, and with the magic words they’re given that discount.

They’re offered up three spacious rooms with three beds each, the furnishing is strangely lavish and cosy to their eyes, yet still weirdly affordable. Its either that discount or the church just functions on a lower price range... in total you're they’re charged 6gp for the night as they seperate into rooms.

Cimmorro: "well... glad i pushed you over here then?" Mars: "Does look cozier..." He muses trying not to me so suspicious about the price. There's nothing wrong its just a discount.... unclench!!! Han: im gonna suck dick for this discount ok !!! dw !!!)

Keva: keva just literally picks a random room and goes in

Psalm: Psalm will just go for the remaining empty room then Plum: i'm gonna go to psalm's room

Rokka: rokka contemplating his room situation very seriously Han: pulls one of your straps "you wanna room together? again? Rokka: he immediately perks up "I WOULD LOVE TO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" tail wagging and all dat Han: YAY han gonna grab the last room with rokka bye losers

Finn: finn approaches vinny quickly "vinny would you like to room with me? maybe we can get cimmorro to joins us " ☺ Vinny: he makes a face that privately reads to himself as 'i dont know about that' but gives an awkward smile "well... sure we can ask?" Finn: "well what say you cimmorro? would you spend the night with vinny and i?" he smiles...friendly...devoid of hostility Cimmorro: cimm was about to respond to mars when he just looks like this at finn's invitation

Cimmorro: "i don't know... see i had made a promise to keva we would room and vinny is also, well i have to watch over him so..." how to say he wants finn to room with someone else Finn: "i can just watch over him, then" Vinny: vinny wonders silently if he has a say in this Cimmorro: he frowns. "you'll have him all to yourself tomorrow no? i still need him for.... studies." Finn: finn feels like he gets smtH stuck in his throat and coughs. does cimm realize what hes sounding like? "is it really such a problem?..." finn starts to get nervous, his remaining options are...............not great at all. he needs this. more than cimmorro can grasp. Cimmorro: "yes i'll miss him too much 🥺" he jokes. "okay well let him pick. what say you?" Finn: finn gives vinny a hopeful look Mars: just kind of looks around like he isn't comprehending this. "Well why don't... you three just room together really...?" Cimmorro: cimm kinda kicks mars lightly on the shoe as if to tell him to stay out of it Psalm: "Agreed, Mars do you want to room with Plum and I?" Mars: "Yeah sure, hope you two don't mind." and then cimm kicks him and he's just that shocked shrek gif Finn: finn looks at cimm somewhat dejected "... i get it. dont dance around the bush next time." he says before disappearing into rokkas and hans room. problem solved. Vinny: he breathes out a weary sigh as he rubs his neck "im glad were staying in a caravan after this" Cimmorro: after giving vinny a tired look, cimm just lets out a loud sigh as his eyes shoot to the ceiling, dragging his feet to the second room not saying much else aside from just a raise of a hand at keva before he puts his bags down somewhere

Finn: "hem hem" he closes the door quickly behind himself "it would appear we three are to share a room tonight..." Rokka: "high low finn!" he waves from his corner Han: han looks at finn coming thru the door while shes in the middle of inspecting the room like someone paranoid "aaaaaaaaye fiiiinnn!!" ^O^ Finn: "high low?" he tilts his head and shuffles in, sitting down on wherever han placed his coffin, he raises his hand in a low effort wave Han: han picks up his coffin with one hand "where you want your nest?" Finn: "you can just leave it on the ground....but it might trip you both up so...wherever is fine, it doesnt need to be on the bed.........as long as im out of the way" Han: han drops it on the third bed so that its convenient to open "on bed it is then" Finn: finn nods... and climbs onto the bed "so...." he starts awkwardly "any more plans for today, you two?" Han: han peace signs at him "bar crawl with plum, find way to sune temple, smash the heartwarden if theyre into it" Rokka: "hmmm.....not really?" he hears han mention bar crawl " OHH CAN I JOIN? FINN U SHOULD JOIN!" Han: "OF COURSE YOU CAN JOIN BRO....." Rokka: double fist pump in the air "AWWW YEAHHHHHH" Finn: "the heartwarden? seriously?-" finn starts off until rokka exclaims his excitement for the bar crawl "i-i think the only two people id like to see for the rest of the day are you two.........i cant drink anyway, flattering as the offer is" he just wants to sink into his coffin already and let go Han: "aw, pity...... can you get drunk if you drink from someone who is drunk?" suddenly curious Finn: finn blinks and thinks for a moment, but finds nothing wrong with sharing this information, so he nods "but that is a rather rare opportunity that does not come by so easily" 'im more likely to get along with cimmorro' he doesnt say Han: han looks surprised for a second "really?? well, if you ever in mood, you can drink from me. that doesnt sound too hard?" scratches her head. she isnt really bothered by offering n moves on to taking care of weapons real quick before shes reading for a night of fun tm Finn: finn stares at her like tails.jpg genuinely speechless. mouth hanging open. hes gonna need to process that. his eyes are kinda just glued to her while shes doing that Han: han just goes about her business <3 Rokka: "ohhhh" rokka admiring han rn...she's so cool he thinks "yeah, finn! even if ya don't wanna drink ur always welcome to join" Finn: "i-ill think on it....." he nods at rokka as well, very taken aback by the turn this situation has taken...by all means, hes come in here expecting both of them to want him out but...somehow?... theyre tolerating him, accepting his presence and even...offering to spend time and blood- no. no surely its because theyre under contract. theres no way theyd just do this willingly...or would they? finn seems to be lost deep in thought Han: han turns to rokka for a second to agree "ye, we can find you something else to do.... maybe you would like that game, where u hit bunch of balls on table with stick... seems like your type" ^_^

Psalm: "You already know Cimmorro and Vinny, so might as well take the opportunity to get to know each other ^_^” Plum: "that's a good point, and i'm kind of curious about you" plum looks at mars a bit warily. Mars: "Sure," He says jovially enough. "You guys have any plans for the night? Its still a bit young, Bakaldor has a bunch of... decent dives around." Psalm: "I'm going to try finding the shipwrights from the airship we took over here, they owe me a round at one of the bars they said." Mars: "If its by the docks there's some bars around there, would be a good place to start." He says genuienly thoughtfully. "If they're going for quality closer to the city centre." Psalm: "Eh, I'm down to check them all out. Only one night here anyways, so might as well." Mars: He's trying to discern Psalm. "Might be a tall order for one night, but I'm not opposed to giving it a go." Yolo as they say in the scriptures Psalm: "We can stop if I find them." Mars: He just nods to that. "Ready when you are then."

Keva: keva looks up from watching amos squirrel around and stretch his legs "congratulations, you survived" Cimmorro: he doesn't turn to her direction but replies "yeah? for how much longer? euch..." Vinny: he walks in after cimm placing his own bags down before taking his glasses off to rub his eyes Keva: "well, at least you're not alone in it anymore" she turns to vinny "sorry you got dragged in" with a pitying smile Vinny: he tilts his head with a tired smile "i wouldn't have minded all that much but" he glances at cimmorro "i was not forseeing good outcomes to the combination..." he lets out a little frustrated grunt as he moves his things around Cimmorro: while he takes off his jewelry and boots, he speaks up. "seems like everyone else plans to have drinks, i, myself, plan to sleep, as tempting as drinking may be after THAT... but i shall practice restraint." he lies down on his own bed and just stares blankly at the ceiling. he mumbles to himself "maybe i should at least get a smoke before bed... augh." Vinny: he almost laughs at the dejected atmosphere of the room right now and shakes his head "i think i hear the murmurs of a pub crawl brewing next door but i might just take a little evening walk myself" Keva: "not afraid of having someone thrown out a window at you?" Vinny: he thinks for a moment "ill keep my distance from windows.." Keva: "probably would be safest, yeah" she says with some humor as she opens the lid to her treat jar to feed a little to amos (and jasper, if she wants some) Cimmorro: "they come from the scrapers sometimes too y'know" Vinny: he blinks at the statement before he taps his chin in thought "im a little curious to see how tall some of those walkways go actually..." he looks out the window contemplating Keva: okay well now keva's interested Cimmorro: cimm's literally just like. for like 10 painful seconds before he gets up with a groan, putting his shoes back on but not much the rest. if he woke up with vinny not in the room it would be a nightmare. he doesnt need more problems aside from a haughty vampire, magma tuberculosis and a dragon in their pathways right now. "i'm coming with. if you want to be alone, that's fine. i'll be at a reasonable distance away" Keva: "i was planning on staying in, too, but i'll go if you're saying there'll be a nice view from up high" Vinny: he makes an amused face "you don't need to force yourself... im not that v-vulnerable am i!?" he glances at keva like 'am i....' before looking back "i dont necessarily mind the company though... bring your pipe if you like and ill bring mine" he turns back to keva "if were not doing anything else tonight we could probably get as high up as we like... by walking first and with the help of a few tricks" he has an almost cheeky look on his face as he wiggles his fingers, a little sparkle coming off them, a rare rule breaker moment "i feel the strictness of trespassing in this city is less than the typical... though let's keep personal safety in mind as well h-haha" Cimmorro: cimm literally looks at him 🤨 like this when he asks the vulnerable part Keva: keva's like +_+ at the thought of mischief Cimmorro: cimm's tired mood also perks up a lil brighter at the sound of playtime. "sounds better than drinks, actually." Vinny: he puts his hands on his hips and nods pleased the two seem to have perked up at the idea "why waste a night in the city right? i dont see myself ever coming back after all"

As the group all ready themselves for an evening of shenanigans, the hours tick on as dawn grows closer. the journey has only just begun, and with a new friend in tow as well...

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👨‍👩‍👦‍👦👨‍👨‍👧‍👦 The Party has arrived in Bakaldor ! 🦅Mars has joined The Party

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Big Hoodies and Cute Underwear

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Characters: Kuroo, Ushijima and Bokuto

Request: Hiii could you do a HC for Kuroo, Bokoto, and Ushijima walk in on their s/o playing video games in just a big hoodie and cute underwear. Also your work is amazing.

Request Status: CLOSED.

Warnings: 18+, spanking, mention of ass play, slight praise kink, rough sex, they’re all kinda dom af.

a/n: thank you to @nyxdelanuit for beta reading these for me, check out her writing and give her a followwww.

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Kuroo

☆ He’d had a shitty day so all he wanted to do was come home and find comfort in you.

☆ When he makes his way into the bedroom and you’re laying on your stomach in one of his baggy hoodies and a skimpy pair of red lace underwear that show off your ass...well he’s already hard on the spot.

☆ “Hey, kitten.” He only gets a mumbled response as you continue on with your game.

☆ If that’s how you were going to be, then he was going to play his own game.

☆ He’ll sit next to you on the bed and give you a quick kiss on the top of your head before placing his hand on your back, rubbing gentle circles over the fabric of his favourite hoodie.

☆ You do your best to ignore his hand and carry on gaming.

☆ Like hell was he going to let you get away with that.

☆ His fingers slip beneath the edge of your underwear, pulling at the fabric and letting it snap back against your skin before tracing the curve of your ass with rough fingers.

☆ You’ll be biting your lip, trying not to lose focus on the game you’re playing.

☆ He smirks when you tense up beneath him as he brushes his fingers between your folds, collecting your juices around his digits before removing them and bringing them to his lips.

☆ Your eyes had left the screen now, instead watching him from the corner of your eye as his tongue slips out to taste your arousal.

☆“You taste so sweet, kitten. I could lap your juices up all day.”

☆ Don’t even think about trying to move towards him because before you can even blink he’s straddling the back of your thighs and forcing your head down into the mattress.

☆ “Did you really think you could ignore me and I’d let you get away with it when you’ve got those thighs and this,” he brings a palm down harshly on your ass, “on display for me to see? I don’t think so, kitten.”

☆ Then he pushes his shorts down slightly to release his thick cock, precum already leaking from his swollen tip.

☆ He’ll take it in his hand, giving it a few light strokes before slapping it against your ass. He knows you love it when he does that.

☆ Underwear? Those are pushed to the side before he’s giving a quick snap of his hips and sheathing his full length inside you, your velvet walls protesting as they’re forced to take all of him at once.

☆ Your half moan/half scream is muffled by the mattress as he presses your face further into it before he starts to move inside you, hard thrusts that reach so deliciously deep that they brush against your sweet spot every time.

☆“You should know better than to tease me, kitten.”

☆ Then he really started to move, his hands spreading your cheeks apart so he can watch as he buries himself deep inside your sopping cunt.

☆ I wouldn’t put it past him to slip his thumb into your ass, applying pressure inside your rear, stretching both of your holes so well. You’re nothing but a moaning mess beneath him as the sensations overwhelm you.

☆ That’ll teach you to ignore him for a video game.

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Ushijima

☆ It takes a lot to get Ushi riled up, but when he comes home after some practice games to find you sat at the end of the bed, one of his hoodies dwarfing your frame as his eyes trail up your bare legs that are hanging off the edge as you bite your lip in concentration...well, even he’s going to get a little flustered.

☆ Were you even wearing underwear beneath the hoodie? He wanted to find out.

☆ He’ll take a seat behind you on the bed, placing a leg on either side of you, trapping you between his large form.

☆ His hands will make their way to your shoulders, gently massaging them. He knows you’ve probably been slumped over playing most of the day and he’s rewarded with a satisfied moan as you melt under those large hands.

☆“Mmm, your hands feel so good, ‘Toshi.”

☆ When you lean back into his broad chest, he’ll wrap his arms around your front, pulling you closer to him so you can feel how much he wants you as his erection is evident against your ass.

☆ You pretend not to notice though because you’re about to fight the final boss, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to concentrate for long with the way his hands were moving.

☆ He’ll let you have your fun though, he’s not in any rush. Plus he still wants to know if you’ve got panties on underneath the hoodie.

☆ His fingers move to play with the hem, his knuckles brushing against your thighs as he does.

☆ Don’t think he doesn’t notice how you press them together or how your breath catches in your throat as he allows one of his fingers to run up the length of your clothed slit.

☆ So you were wearing underwear after all. Shame. Not that a thin piece of material was going to stop his plans.

☆ He’ll place soft kisses along the side of your neck as his hands move to massage your inner thighs, his thumbs moving so that they gently press against your panties, teasing your dampened folds as he goes.

☆ “Put the controller down, y/n.” a delicate kiss just below your ear. “Good girl.” another kiss a little further down your neck, a reward for doing as you’re told. “Now spread your legs for me.” A final harsh kiss is placed where your neck meets your shoulder as his hands guide your legs so they’re hooked over the top of his.

☆ This is how he likes you, spread nice and wide for him and so so vulnerable as his fingers leave your thighs and move to slip your underwear to the side.

☆ Prepare for a lot of teasing. He’ll run his fingers up and down your glistening folds before he even thinks of putting his them inside you. The way you lean your head back against is shoulder as your breath comes out in tiny pants makes his cock throb.

☆ When he does slip two of those deliciously thick digits inside you...the way your walls stretch as they try to accommodate them is heaven.

☆ And when he begins pumping them inside of you while the index and middle finger from his other hand begin to make lazy circles on your swollen clit, you can’t help but squirm in his hold as one of your hands reaches back to grasp his neck as your hips grind down against the harsh thrusts of his fingers.

☆“I’m going to cum, ‘toshi, f-fuck.” oh he knows, he can feel your walls beginning to clench around his fingers, but he’s not ready to let you cum yet.

☆ In what feels like a matter of seconds he’s removing his hands from your cunt and using one arm to lift you up while his free hand shuffles his sweats and boxers down to his ankles.

☆ The hoodie is also pulled over your head and thrown to the floor.

☆ Now he’s got you back in the same position, only now he’s holding you higher against his chest as you feel the head of his cock poking at the entrance of your empty pussy.

☆“‘Toshi, please. I need you, please.” He likes the way you beg, it’s like music to his ears.

☆“You better hold onto my knees, love.” You do as you’re told, leaning forward in his arms to grasp his knees, your legs still hooked over his.

☆Then he’s lowering your down onto his girthy cock, groans falling from both of your as he sheaths himself inside of you. You almost cum on the spot at the feel of his tip kissing your cervix.

☆ He’ll give you a second to get used to him before his hands are in your hips and he’s guiding you up and down his length, his strength making it easy for him to move you at a fast pace as he rolls his hips up into you.

☆ You’ll be left a moaning mess for the rest of the night as he makes you cum at least three times in that position alone.

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Bokuto

☆ Energetic baby boy cannot stand being ignored. Like it physically causes him pain to have you sitting there in a baggy hoodie that’s so big on you that it’s slipping from your shoulder, and his favourite pair of black lace underwear are poking out.

☆ No. He’s not happy at all.

☆ “Baaaaaabe, please give me attention!” Poor whiny baby. You ignore him though as you lean forward on the sofa as you spot an enemy sniper about to take out on our your team mates.

☆ Bo will just huff and sit back with his arms folded as he stares at your thighs, thinking about how much he wants to bury his face between them.

☆ His thought have him hard as a rock now and he slowly starts to palm himself through his workout shorts.

☆ He needs you so bad and when the hoodie rides up and exposes your scantily covered ass to him...well he can’t take it anymore.

☆ The remote is ripped from your hands and thrown onto the floor as he grasps your legs and spins you so that your head is against the arm of the sofa as he presses you legs to your chest, his hard on pressing against the curve of your ass.

☆ “Kou-“ he presses your legs tighter against you, the air forces to leave your body as he hovers over you.

☆ “I told you I needed you, little bird.” hips are placed against yours, his cock still straining against his shorts as he rubs himself between your thighs to create some friction.

☆ You both suck in sharp breathes at the sparks of pleasure that shoot through you.

☆ Then he’s moving so his head is between your thighs, your legs still thrown over his shoulder.

☆ You won’t get a warning before his tongue is pressed flat against your covered slit, the pressure on your clit causing your hips to buck into his face.

☆ He’ll pull away for a split second to take your underwear off, the crotch damp from his tongue and your arousal, before bunching them up and holding them out to you.

☆ “Open.” He can’t be fucking serious. “Come on little bird, open wide for me.” You do as he says, opening your mouth so he can stuff your bunched up panties inside.

☆ He smirks as you before returning between your legs, immediately thrusting his tongue between your pussy lips, “Better keep those in your mouth, we don’t want the neighbours hearing what we’re getting up to.”

☆ And fuck, you’re already so wet for him, it makes him unbearably hard as he realises it’s him that makes you feel that way.

☆ His renewed confidence has him easing his fingers to you, stretching and scissoring inside your wet heat as his lips attach themselves to your clit, biting and sucking the tight bundle of nerves as your back arches from the sofa, your muffled moans filling his ears.

☆“You look so good with my fingers inside you, babe.”

☆ You’ve cum twice before he comes up for air, your arousal coating his chin. He doesn’t bother to wipe it off before he pulls your panties from your mouth, his mouth crashing against yours as you taste yourself on his lips.

☆ Then he’s pulling back and releasing his cock from his shorts, the prominent vein beneath his shaft that rubs against your walls in the most intoxicating way is visible as his length stands flush against his stomach.

☆ “Kou, fuck me. Please. I want you inside me, make me feel good the only way you can.” You know he can’t resist being praised.

☆ because God, when you praise him like that there’s no way he’s holding back.

☆“Say it again, y/n.” It’s barely a whisper as he hooks his arms under your legs.

☆ So you do, but before you can finish he’s filling you. One hard thrust and he’s completely sheathed inside you, your needy cunt clenching around him as he presses your legs further against your chest.

☆ So deep. So full. It’s pure bliss.

☆ Then he’s moving, hips crashing into yours as his balls smack against your ass. He’s got you practically folded in half so he can reach as deep as possible within you, he needs you to feel all of him.

☆ You better hold his face in your hands and whisper all sorts of praise against his lips as his hard thrusts send jolts of pleasure exploding through your body. Each word of praise has his balls tightening further and his thrusts getting harder as he pounds into your soaking pussy, lewd sounds filling the air.

☆ Then you’re both cumming, you with your eyes squeezed shut as your nails dig into his back as he’s spilling inside you, his forehead pressed against yours as his warm cum coats your walls.

☆ A soft ‘iloveyou’ is whispered against your chest before he’s cuddling into you and falling asleep with you wrapped in his arms.

☆ If he was going to fuck you like that, maybe you’d have to ignore him more often.

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these were so much fun to write omgggggg. i hope you enjoyed reading them as much as i enjoyed writing them <3

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emerald-notes · 2 years ago

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Red Hope! - Part 6

Specially requested by @lelewright1234. Hope you enjoy!

Note: This work is totally fictional and has nothing to do with BTS on real life. I mean no hate toward any person in particular. This plotline was requested. Though I personally hate bullies, I still believe there is hope for everyone.

Fandom: BTS Pairing: OT7 × OC (Leah) Warning: Bullies, OC suffering from amnesia, racist comments etc. Genre: Fluff and Angst Summary: Leah’s having her best moments with the boys. But would their relationship stay the same once the whispers and rumors start?

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 (Complete)

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It had been some months. I was getting used to the new life without my old memories. I still had some flashbacks. But most of them were confusing and I couldn’t make any sense out of them. So, avoiding them were better. So far, everything seemed to be okay.

I was showered with love and affection from my family. My step father would bring me chocolates, ice creams and other snacks every day when he returned from the office. My mother would often ask me what I wished for dinner.

But the boys were a little too extra. They had been pampering me with flowers, gifts and attention. It was cute but embarrassing at the same time. I would put a few words on their behaviors.

Jungkook would not let me sit with Nina in the class. He would always save a seat for me beside him and Nina had to sit behind us. He would follow us everywhere from the cafeteria to the playground. Slowly Nina started to like him too and now we were kind of a golden trio of our class.

After school I had dance classes at evening where I would meet Hoseok and Jimin regularly. They would come to watch me perform whenever they were free. As I was always late to leave they would wait for me after their practices were over and walk me to my house every day.

Jin would frequently send me special foods that he cooked with his master-chef quality. I would sometimes go over to their house with Nina for dinner. He would also teach me how to cook different items. But cooking with Jin mostly ended up with both of us being frustrated; him, for not being able to teach me and me, for being too clumsy to do it.

Namjoon would lend me his favorite books. We would often sit together and read. Those times we wouldn’t really talk much, but being around him was somehow comforting.

Whenever I was looking forward to having some fun, I would always go to Taehyung. On the contrary, whenever I was feeling down and didn’t want anyone being too loud, Yoongi would be my comfort zone.

Somehow, the boys had grown on me by the time. Now I felt like I wouldn’t be able to be apart from them at any cost. I knew, I would gladly sacrifice myself to save them again just like I did before.

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I was aware about the fact that some of the students didn’t like me and they talked behind my back. Nina had suggested me to avoid them and so I did.

But one thing didn’t go unnoticed. Almost everyone would call me and the Bangtan Boys ‘Snow White and the seven dwarfs’. I knew they were probably teasing me because the boys were giving me a lot of attention than needed. But one day I heard a group discussing the matter. “Think about the irony,” one of them said, “a black girl being the Snow White.” Then they started to giggle.

I wouldn’t say that I didn’t care at all because I actually did. By the end of the day, I would sometimes cry myself to sleep thinking about how mean they were toward me.

I told Yoongi about the matter. He remained silent for some time. At last, he said, “They don’t really know you. Don’t let them put you down.”

There was something which was confusing me. And that was the fact that whenever Jungkook tried to defend me they would say stuff like, “Since when are you taking her side?” Jungkook would go red in the face and won’t say anything else.

Jin always gave me a ride home from school since he was in charge of taking Jungkook back home. So, Jungkook and I would always wait for him to arrive. On such an occasion, one day, one boy from our class approached us and started to cut jokes about how I was such a drama queen and that I was just pretending to have an amnesia to get special treatment from the boys. When Jin came to rescue us, the boy asked him, “Are you guys worshipping her as a superhero now?”

That made Jin really angry and he started to scream at the boy. He warned him not to do the same mistake again. Otherwise he would have to say goodbye to his dear legs. That scared the boy off.

I was trying to put the pieces together. Everything seemed to point to the fact that the Bangtan Boys used to be one of them. They had also made fun of me before the accident. But it was hard for me to imagine that. These boys were too kind to me. How could I believe that they were also capable of such cruelty?

I decided I would ask Nina. I had to know the truth. THE WHOLE TRUTH...

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I sat motionless on my bed, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn’t believe what I had learned from Nina earlier today.

I practically begged Nina to tell me exactly what kind of relationship I was in with the boys before my accident. She told me that the truth might hurt me. But I was determined to know it anyway. And so she told me everything.

I was being bullied by the entire school. When Nina joined, it was reduced a little though not wholly. By the time, people got bored as I kept avoiding them. But the Bangtan Boys had been especially mean toward me and their teasing never stopped until the accident. They had been regretting their acts since then.

Nina told me, “I personally hated them too. But I think they have really changed a lot. That’s why I kept the truth away from you thinking they might deserve a chance.”

I didn’t say anything further to Nina about the matter. I came back home. I couldn’t sleep as I kept thinking about the boys all night. Then, it suddenly clicked. All the memories seemed to be poured down to my brain all at once.

I sat up on my bed, my eyes closed. The last thing I remembered was the scene of the accident.

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sulky-valkyrie · 3 years ago

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Hi! For DADWC could I request the handholding prompt “not wanting to lose each other in a big crowd” for Alistair and f!Amell or Surana?

I'd intended to go somewhere else with this, but you know how characters do. I hope you like it anyway!

for @dadrunkwriting

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"Well." Alistair took a deep breath as he stared at the ground. "I can't say what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that."

Neria wished she could say something to fix it. She reached up to pat his shoulder, realized he was still wearing plate mail, then let her hand fall back to her side. "I'm sorry."

He caught the movement and smiled softly. "Not your fault my half-sister already hates me."

"She hates the idea of you," Neria retorted.

"This is probably a terrible idea, what with the fact that we're wanted fugitives, but I think I need a drink." He gave her a hopeful look. "Join me?"

She snorted. "Is this a Grey Warden joke?"

He sighed. "Wow. That was terrible and I'm disappointed I didn't do it on purpose." He caught her fingers. "So was that a yes?"

She nodded and let him guide her across the market. It was just so big, and with the most people than she'd seen in one place since Ostagar. Alistair threaded them through all the merchants and stalls with a practiced ease, letting her just gawk at everything. A dwarf shouting about weapons from Orzammar, some noble shouting at a silk merchant that the blue didn't match the color of her eyes, a suspiciously nondescript man with an Antivan accent who eyed her like a piece of meat; Denerim had everything, good and bad. It was exhilarating. It was exhausting. It was terrifying.

As they reached the Gnawed Noble Tavern, Alistair slowed and turned around. "You okay?"

"I -" she stopped and waved her free arm at the throng they've just passed through. "That was a lot." She bit her lip. "Of people. No elves either."

"Right, Circle . . . not many people there comparatively," He muttered to himself as he leaned against the wall. "We don't have to get that drink, you know." He let go of her hand slowly. Regretfully.

She pursed her lips. “Yes, we do. Your sister is a gold-digging shrew, and we deserve a chance to just sit down.” She shifted her weight from foot to foot and winced.

“Tired of walking?” he asked sympathetically.

“When am I not?” she groused as she pulled off a slipper, shook a few stones out, then leaned against him to put it back on..

His arm wrapped around her on instinct. “I could carry you?”

She arched an eyebrow as she looked at him. Maker, he was so damn tall, and it should be intimidating, but with him, it was just . . . comforting. “You never make these offers in the middle of the Bannorn. Or trekking through miles of Deep Roads.”

“Morrigan would make fun of me.”

Neria snorted. “She’ll do that regardless, and then my feet wouldn’t hurt.”

“Maybe make a game of it?” he asked. “You and Leliana and Zevran could ride Shale, Sten’s and my shoulders?”

“You just want to get your hands on that assassin,” she snickered.

“What? I -” he covered his face to hide the blush that was creeping up his cheeks. “See, this is why I don’t try to be clever.”

“You don’t have to try, silly. Now let’s go get that drink.”

#da drunk writing circle #dragon age #fanfic writing #alistair theirin #alistair x warden #warden surana #prompt fills

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celeste-clearwater-06 · 4 years ago

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Hello! I was wondering if you could please write something about how the Fellowship (+ Thorin?) Would help a s/o who's Disabled and Chronically ill. Like she has a lot of symptoms like chronic pain, chronic fatigue, difficulty sleeping, difficulty breathing at times, difficulty walking at times, higher sensitivity to the cold, difficulty talking at times, and anxiety, depression and executive dysfunction?

I've been really struggling with my chronic illnesses lately, namely my Autism, Anxiety, Sleep Apnea, a really bad Overbite, Raynaud's Syndrome, Asthma, etc, so I'd really appreciate an Imagine like this. I have a really weird disorder where one of my legs is longer than the other, and it's been causing me a lot of pain and difficulty walking lately, and people have been bullying me for it a lot too, so I could really use a Comfort Imagine right now. Thanks so much hun!!

It's no problem! I'm glad I can provide some comfort!! For each character, I'll use a specific struggling area, to make it a bit easier!! I hope I got these accurate enough, and of there are any mistakes, feel free to point them out!! You are strong, beautiful and so, so amazing!! Keep being you!! ❤❤

Help (The Fellowship// Thorin x Fem!Reader)

Aragorn (Autism)

Aragorn has known you for a long time, so helping with your autism is not new for him

He's particularly experienced in reading your emotions and meeting your needs, whether it's helping you out of stressful situations or calming you down, he's there 🥺

If there are large and boisterous gatherings in Rivendell, its almost guaranteed that you can become over-stimulated quickly, and Aragorn immediately senses this (spidey senses õoõ)

He's fast to find your hand and give it a gentle squeeze of reassurance

If that doesn't seem to help, he'll instantly stop what he's doing and take you out of the room

If you're someone who prefers lots of space and little physical contact, he is 100% respectful of this and asks if you'll let him touch or hug you (very much gentleman 😌)

If ever you're confronted by someone of importance, Aragorn is right by your side to ease some of the tension

Sometimes there are things you find difficult to say or get out of your system

The king seems to know exactly what it is and will help you out by saying it or asking you simple questions that you can easily answer

And he always reminds you, no matter WHAT

YOU ARE NOT STUPID 😤😡

You may struggle with some parts of your life, but every day, he's constantly telling you that you're very intelligent and kind

His patience is unending and he'll never let you think down on yourself

Overall, Aragorn is always someone and reminding you that it's all going to be okay ❤❤

Legolas (Anxiety)

Most nights, Legolas keeps watch (since elves don't require much sleep) and notices that you jolt awake out of the random

Now, most of the Fellowship notices that you're usually awake and ready to go before anyone else

But Legolas is really the one to address you first

You were a bit nervous to explain, since you didn't want to worry him or the great of the fellowship, amount the other disadvantages you have

He gently encouraged you, and finally, you explained to him your sleep apnea

Yeah, he was very concerned

I mean, his blue eyes widened with terror when you told him that you could basically die in your sleep if you weren't attentive enough 🙃

Legolas, from now on, sleeps directly next to you, or keeps extra careful watch over you at night

Because he could NEVER see his precious mortal friend become injured... Or worse 🥺🥺❤

The other members had noticed a change in his behaviors towards you as well...

Gimli teased him whenever he caught Legolas giving you some extra lembas bread or offered to carry you 👉👈

You really tried to assure Legolas that it wasn't a big deal when you were awake, since you're aware of your breathing situation

But still 😤

Legolas will always bring you comfort and take great care of you, and that will NEVER CHANGE

Because he loves you very much ❤🦋

Frodo (Anxiety)

Frodo is familiar with the feeling of great anxiety, seeing he had a stress-free life while living in the Shire and suddenly was forced to carry a piece of jewelry all the way to giant ass volcano

It's easy for you two to comfort each other and seek refuge in thoughts and feelings ❤

He's not super comfortable with the thought of you having a panic attack though...

Only because he's never had one

It starts to give him a panic attack whenever you have one around him the first time 😳-

Any time you begin to breathe heavy or hyperventilate, halfling boy is hot at your heels, rubbing your back and reminding you to breathe gently

(So many hugs, if you're up for it)

After you calm down, he's constantly checking on you, asking if you need anything etc.

Really, he just wants to know if he can help 🥺

And even with the weight and stress of carrying the ring, Frodo manages to cheer you up somehow

Samwise (Asthma)

Sam has never had to deal with asthma once in his life

He's very nervous when the subject is brought, afraid it might trigger something inside of you 🥺👉👈

But you just chuckle, assure him that it's alright, and you have ways of keeping it under control

And now, he wants to know everything about it, just to have the awareness in case something happens

Sam just wants to protect you forever, and this was a great way for him to start

He constantly reminds Aragorn that you'll need breathing breaks and will convince Gandalf to let you ride on his horse

He'll scold Pip and Merry if they are trying to drag you around and be silly, because as he says

"You'll rouse him/her/them up! We can't have Y/N gettin injured!" 🤨😠

Sam is MOM

As always, he's very kind and always makes sure your needs are met ❤🥺

Pippin and Merry (Raynaud's Syndrome)

Very confused halfings 🤔

Also extremely concerned!

You were eating one of the lesser pleasurable nights

It was cold and rainy, and a fire couldn't be started, not to mention the quiet arguments of Aragorn and Gandalf in the nearby woods

And Pip's eyes widened when he saw the tips of your petite fingers begin to pale upon hearing Aragorn mention Orcs

"What's wrong with your hands?!" He squeaked, pointing towards your now white-colored fingertips

You hadn't even noticed, nor felt, considering they were numb anyways

Merry looked over his cousin's shoulder and his eyes also widened, not with fright, but wonder

They were both fascinated with your condition, convinced that you were casting some spell Gandalf showed you

Although you reassured them it was just an extremely frustrating inconvenience that you had, among other things

So from then on, the disastrobus duo did their best to keep you out of the cold (and stressful situations!!)

As a distraction, the pair will tell you great stories of the shire, doing little dances and skits that always cheer you up 🥴

Sometimes, they can be a little rambunctious though...

Merry will pick up on this fact quickly, and nudge Pippin to get him to calm down

Even though it may not feel the best

They find your syndrome absolutely fascinating!! 🤔🤔

All in all, these two are always up for keeping your beautiful smile on your face and your spirits high!! ❤🌺

Boromir (Depression)

Throughout the journey, Boromir has always found an easy way to make you smile

After all, he himself has a fascinating way of brightening anyone's spirits

Yours included ❤

Boromir may not have great stories from The Shire, like Pip and Merry, but he sure has a lot of positive things to say

He'll often suggest sparring with the two troublemaking halflings, just so you can see him goof up and get knocked over 🥺

If the nights become cold and weary, he'll give you a warm hug or a nudge on the shoulder

And a few words of helpful encouragement along the lines of;

"Don't fret Y/N. You have more strength than you'll ever know."

"Let our spirits never dampen! We've come this far!" 😊

He's also an incredible listener

Boromir wants to hear what you have to say if you ever need to rant or get something off of your chest

And don't think for a second that he would ever judge you 😤

Son of Gondor sees past all of your insecurities and knows you for your beautiful, amazing self ❤❤

Gimli (Walking disadvantages)

As you travel across great plains and mountains, your limp doesn't go unnoticed by Gimli

It may take him a while to open up about it, since he's afraid he might offend you in some way

And once he asks you, you inform him that it's a difficulty that unfortunately cannot be changed any time soon

And where you come from, lots of people tease and bully you about it

He did NOT handle it well 😳

"wHAT BLUBBERING DULL-MINDED PIGNUTS-" 🤬

Although this Dwarf is short and a bit slow at times

He's fascinatingly strong 😳

And so, he makes it his duty to be your designated carrier 🥺

At first, your a tad skeptical...

I mean, he's only around 4 feet tall...

BUT HAVE YOU SEEN HIM THROW THAT HUGE AX AROUND?!

Gimli will happily carry you great distances when you need a break, and even longer

(Sometimes it's just to show off around the others-)

"Gimli, are you sure you don't want a break?"

"Aye lass! The strength of Dwarves is unending!" 😌

*struggling to breathe*

11/10, fantastic dwarf, will never let you down!!

Thorin (Executive Dysfunction)

Another Dwarf??

Absolutely

Thorin himself has trouble keeping composure with his time management (and sense of direction 🙄)

This means that he'll have an undying amount of patience for you and you only

There's just something about you that he fond of, and it fills in that little sassy, brooding place in his heart

Can also relate to you whenever you grow frustrated at the setback of your journey or lack of sleep

Is 100% willing to help you find your lost belongings (and once again, ONLY YOU)

Thorin will literally make the whole traveling party stop so that you can put something in your bag and make sure that you put it somewhere you'll remember

Always happy to give you extra gentle reminders of keeping your pack closed

The company is utterly SHOCKED with how he treats you

I mean, this man has always been extremely stubborn and hard headed

But when you show up, it's another person he can easily relate and share frustrations with

Also a master at organization?!? 🤔

The one thing he could do successfully was organizing the damn journey and traveling company, so ofc he's gonna be good at that 😂

Yeah, Thorin definitely has a soft spot for you

King under the mountain will never run out of patience and kindness for you 😌💙

Sorry these took so long!! I hope you like them!! ❤❤

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youareunbearable · 3 years ago

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I've been thinking, but what if Beren knew Meadhros before the Dagor Bragollach and the Silmaril quest went down

Sure his father was sworn friends with Finrod, but Meadhros was the Watcher of the North, he probably had worked and fought alongside Beren’s father, Barahir of Dorthonion, Lord of Ladros and Chieftain of the house of Beor. Maedhros worked alongside a lot of men, and he was smart and likeable and a strong general, so he probably kept good relations with the Men that lived nearby that would be willing to lend willing swords to help him protect the March.

He maybe even was a guest to Barahir’s wedding, he maybe even sent a gift at the birth of his son. Beren fell in love with an Elf, and that love must have come from somewhere. As a child he must have visited Maedhros’ kept in Himring for a summer celebration that his family was invited to. He had never seen so many Elves before, and they were as beautiful as they were strange. There was one Elf, tall with dark hair, who could sing Songs so beautiful Beren felt as if he could reach out and wrap the sound around him like the world’s loveliest cocoon.

Even the Lord of Himring, the tall being with survival scars and glowing eyes and hair like living fire, looked gorgeous when he laughed. Apparently the singer he just complimented was his younger brother Maglor, and not in fact a beautiful maid. No one seemed to mind his blunder, and Maglor gave him a warm smile and a head pat so all was water under the bridge.

(Years later, Maedhros would continue to tease Maglor that his beauty and voice must be second to Luthien, if his young lover was able to forget him upon seeing her. Maglor just sniffs)

When the Dagor Bragollach happened, many of Beren’s people fled to Maedhros’ fort, and Maedhros kept them safe. When things calm slightly, he might even send out a search party for the missing Chieftain and his son. The scouts return months later with a sobbing Beren and the Ring of Barahir. Instead of letting the man wallow in his grief alone in the wilds, Maedhros would help him, help him be the leader his people need, help him take his grief out on the swarms of the Enemy at their gate, and help him deal with the grief of losing a father. He might even show him his father’s ring, the Feanorian star signet ring that he keeps as a necklace after his father’s death. Tells him how he gave this ring to his brother Maglor when he went off to go fight Morgoth, and how his brother returned it to him 30 years later after his rescue. Maedhros mentors and guides Beren for four years, long yet also just a blink of the eye.

Beren would lead fighting parties, he would become a swift and terrible blade under Meadhros’ wing, and a kind and just leader. But the bounty that Morgoth put on his head is still the same in this version, and he is still chased and hunted by Sauron until he flees into the woods of Nan Dungortheb, then into Doriath, and still falls in love with Luthien at first glance.

She still loves him back just as fiercely, and when Beren asks Thingol for Luthien’s hand, this time when he asks for a Silmaril, it is a snub towards the Noldor who have hosted and trained and, one could argue, even raised Beren. It is still just as an impossible task as before and Beren still accepts.

He knows he cannot go to Maedhros for this, he has his own battles at the North and Beren could never ask him to go back into the Enemy’s hands, so he writes him a letter explaining that he will not be returning home and still goes to Finrod. Celegorm and Curufin still try to stop their foolish cousin and his men from going on this quest. Finrod once again leaves with his small group of loyal men.

Except this time, as they leave Nargothrond, Amras and Amrod ride on to intercept them and encourage them to first rest, plan, and wait for Maedhros’ backup at their fort in Estolad. There they have more Men and Elves that want to join their group, and when Maedhros comes (furious about Thingol, worried about Beren going on this impossible task, sick with the feeling of the Oath forcing him to want to help send this young Man to his doom on the slim chance he might succeed) they create a real plan, get the schedules of the Enemy’s movements, and maps (a map of Fingon’s path into Angband, a map of Sauron and his lieutenants recent movements, patrol paths, and some secret paths that the trolls and slaves they rescued gave, and the layout of Morgoth’s halls that Meadhros himself remembers from his enslavement)

Maedhros also gives him a small, thin blade of Mithril. "It’s to hide on your person, if you get captured, this blade won’t break and is light as a feather." He gives him this blade, not to free himself or the others, as the purpose his brother Curufin had in mind when he made the blade for Maedhros after he was rescued by Fingon, but as another method of escape. The eldest of Feanor’s Sons grips Beren’s arm and tells him that there is nothing worse in Arda than being at the mercy of Morgoth and his pet Sauron. He tells him this blade may seem like a curse, but it is a gift. Meadhros doesn't pray, he hasn’t in centuries, but he dearly hopes that Beren will not have to use it.

This time, when Finrod sings his Song of disguise, it's over much more than a handful of followers. This time, when they reach Minas Tirith they are better prepared to sneak past the fallen city.

(This time, Curufin and Celegorm don’t kidnap Luthien so Celegorm will marry her, but to keep her safe. She still doesn’t appreciate it and still steals their dog. Well, it’s not stealing if the dog escapes with her. This time, when the brothers are still forced to leave Nargothrond, it's not under exile but as a polite but firm request to leave. This time, when they chance upon Luthien and Beren again, Celegorm isn’t fighting over his ego and heart being bruised, but because this bitch stole his dog, and because they made their dormant Oath writhe under their skin, which one could argue is worse. They still lose against the Man and the Half Maiar, and Celegorm’s dog still won’t come home. This time, when they make to to Maedhros’ Himring fortress, they aren’t screamed at for their political fuck ups, but they get a stern “Why do you two always make things so difficult for me” lecture of disappointment while Maglor plays an unsympathetic and taunting accompaniment)

They still fail. Finrod still fails in his battle against Sauron but he is able to do more damage to the former Maiar, and they free more of their trapped men before he is killed by a werewolf. This time it’s not only Arafinweian Elves that fall, but Feanorian as well. When Luthien comes to save him and carry Finrod’s body away, it is Meadhros’ men that send the news to his nephew in Nargothrond, and this changes things.

When they go into Morgoth’s halls again, this time, Beren uses the little mithril blade he was given. This time, he escapes with not one silmaril, but two. One for Thingol, and one for Meadhros and his Oath.

His hand is still eaten with the Silmaril by Carcharoth. And Beren still grieves for the loss, not because he has nothing to bring Thingol, but because he knows he can’t give Maedhros his due if he wants to marry the love of his life.

When he gives Thingol the Silmaril, he also gives a warning before doing so, that the gem may be cursed with Morgoth’s taint and while it’s shine is beautiful, it hides something darker, for nothing so lovely should make people bleed and die for it. And if Thingol was wise, he would give the Silmaril to the sons of Feanor before the Oath and the Curse of Feanor catches up to him.

Melian agrees. She is ignored. This does not change.

Beren and Luthien are wed, and Beren invites the Feanorians on the Hunting of Carcharoth, and it is Amras and Amrod that slay the beast with the help of Huan after it attacks Beren. Huan still dies. Beren still dies. Luthien still dies. Yet the Fenorians gain a Silmaril. This is different.

The Oath is not completed with just the one, but it is sated. This time, the Sons of Feanor do not send a letter to Thingol asking him to surrender the gem. This time Celegorm and Curufin do not threaten to burn Doriath to the ground on a refusal that never came. This time, Thingol does not tighten security on his borders. Melian still suggests that they give the Sons the stone after she catches her husband staring at it for too long. Once again she is ignored. That, at least, does not change.

Luthien still sings her husband back to life. They still retire tp Amros and Amrad’s lands, and this time Beren’s people in Himring join them. Dior is still born, and he plays and hunts with two red headed uncles.

(Nirnaeth Arnoediad is still fought. Maedhros is not betrayed by Ulfang, who had seen the light of the Silmaril the Sons hold, and does not cave to the sweet honeyed words of Sauron. His people are not cursed. And his sons still live to fight to survive the battle. This time, Nargothrond sends forces, and Luthien convinces her father to send troops as well. This time Fingon, and his men are not focused and he is able to defeat Gothmog. Fingon is wounded from this battle, and he still dies, but not to a Balrog. He dies as his father did, managing to land five blows on Morgoth before he is slain and the Dark Lord flees. Morgoth’s forces are dwindled down deeply, and there is a unity amongst the Free People’s of Beleriand. They still count heavy losses, but not as heavy as before. Maedhros grieves the death of his dearest companion, and retreats to Himring. While he was successful, he is still the shadow of the Elf he was before. He still wears golden ribbons wrapped around the stump on his right arm and he still weeps. His brother’s still don’t know how to help him. But this time, they do not suggest a second Kinslaying)

Thingol still dies to the Dwarves. Melian is still wounded and returns to Valinor in her grief. But this time Beren doesn’t kill the Dwarf Lord of Nogrod, he lets him keep the necklace but takes the Silmaril. Luthien, in her anger and grief, curses that the Dwarves of Nogord will one day succumb to their greed and become a stain upon their people.

(Unknown to Luthien or the Dwarves, thousands of years later, it is a descendent of a Nogord dwarf that convinces the King of Khazad-dum to continue to mine until they woke Durin’s Bane. It is a descendant of Norgord that was a spy for Sauron which allowed him to overtake Mount Gundabad. It is a descendant of Norgord that uncovers the Arkenstone. It was Narvi, a descendant of Norgord and Durin’s Folk that marries Celebrimbor, and whose death caused such a profound grief that became a weak point which Annatar was allowed to breach and convince Celebrimbor to craft with him. And it was in Narvi’s memory and honor that Celebrimbor crafted the Seven Dwarven Rings of Power. However, that tragedy could also be blamed on Feanor’s Curse.)

Dior still married Nimloth, he still had two sons and one daughter. His parents still die of mortal age and he once again becomes King of Doriath. This time, he gives his father’s bridal gift to his Elven foster uncles, Amrod and Amras. For this Dior was raised on the belief that this stone was indeed tainted by Morgoth. He knew and saw the death and destruction left in its wake. He heard Feanor’s Twins whisper about their broken eldest brother. How he blames himself for the deaths of the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, and for the death of the former High Noldiran King Fingon. All because he was spurred on by the confidence the Silmaril gave him. He saw how it turned the greed of the Dwarves into slaying his grandfather and wounding his grandmother. This time, he saw and he wanted no part in it.

This time Doriath is the one to host the refugees of Gondolin. This time, it burns by the followers of the Enemy that followed the refugees there. This time, Elrond and Elros are not raised by the ones who burned their city. But instead they were carried out by their twin uncles Elured and Elurin. This time, they were found by Meadhros and Maglor (they were on the run, as Himring was forsaken and overrun by Morgoth’s filth) who takes in not one, but two sets of twins in.

For all their mannish blood, Elured and Elurin aged more like Elves, and therefore looked and acted like Elves of thirty-one, which meant they were children themselves when they fled their burning home. This is compared to their father and younger sister, who grew like Men and were fully grown by their mid twenties.

Elrond and Elros are still raised by the Sons of Feanor. Elrond still follows his love of healing by trying to help the broken Meadhros, and still learns to sing at Maglor’s knee. Elros still learns to fight and foster his love of leading by watching and copying and learning from Maedhros and still learns to love and care and cook from Maglor. Their travels across Beleriand still make the younger twins open minded and still want to love the other races. Elrond still wants to create a city that acts as a safe haven for everyone. Elros still wants to live amongst men and make the choice that his grandmother made.

This time, Elured and Elurin get a chance to live. This time, Elurin will learn that he loves working with horses. This time, Elured will learn he likes to build things with his hands. This time, they will live long enough to join Elrond in his safe haven of a city, and this time they will help him raise his children, this time they will help guard Celebrain on her travels to visit her mother and their family. This time, they will be captured and allow her to escape back to her husband and their children. This time, it is them that will sail because they can’t escape the feeling of being chased, running wounded through tunnels, and being tortured. This time, Elrond grieves, but his children don’t grow up without a mother.

But that is a tale for another time.

In this time, when the War of Wrath ends, Maedhros and Maglor leave their two sets of twins in Lindon. They gather their brothers who live there, and collect those that don’t. This time, all seven of the Sons of Feanor fight in the War of Wrath in an attempt to take the single Silmaril from Eonwe. Curufin and Celegorm are still slain together. Amrod still burns, but this time to a balrog.

This time their Oath is fulfilled, but for attacking a Maiar it still burns them. Meadhros, lost to the pain of his remaining hand and centuries of grief, leaves his remaining brothers and still tosses himself and one of the Silmarils into the fire of the earth. Maglor weeps, tosses the second Silmaril in the ocean, and tries to drown himself. For it was he who urged his brother to join the War under the cover of taking the last Silmaril, but Caranthir pulled him back, weeping himself.

Amras, weeping, throws the final Silmaril to Eonwe, who has caught up to them. He curses the stone and with the Oath complete, refuses to let it tear apart what is left of his family. Eonwe sends the stone into the sky, and it still becomes a token of repentance, and it is still cast as a star in the sky.

Amras, Caranthir, and Maglor limp back to Lindon, and they are welcomed by Gil-Galad and Celebrimbor.

Caranthir will choose to stay with Celebrimbor in Eregion. He will continue to do trade with the Dwarves, he will continue to make lots of wealth on his trade routes, and he will continue to raise his own Half Elven children he created with Haleth. This time, he will see Annatar for the evil he is and refuse to accept any of his gifts. This time, when Celebrimbor accepts Annatar into his halls, he calls his nephew a fool and he leaves Eregion Numenor. This time, Caranthir will help Elros’ descendants create Gondor and there he will live with his children well into the Fourth Age. He will die being ambushed by a small band of highway robbers traveling to Lothlorien with trade goods.

Amras will continue to travel the world until he finally settles with a band of Green Elves which eventually settle in Greenwood. This band will soon join Oropher's group of Sindarin Elves. Amras will eventually marry a Green Elf and they will have one daughter, Tauriel. Amras will join the Last Alliance during the end of the Second Age, and he will die in battle. His wife will be left to raise their baby daughter alone, and soon she will fade after a thousand years of grief. Tauriel will be raised as a ward of Thranduil’s (in honour of her father, who was Lord of Elves and who’s own brother raised two generations of their children) and becomes dear friends his own son Legolas and spends many evenings babysitting him and teaching him the shapes of the stars.

Maglor will continue to sing by the water, he will still have a hand burned by the Silmaril, and he still will have a mind half lost to grief and guilt. But he will stay with Elrond, Elured, and Elurin in Lindon, and he will join them in Rivendell after the War of Sauron and the Elves, and he will be a grandfather to Elrond’s children, and he will walk Elured and Elurin to the Grey Havens, and he will sing on the shore until he can no longer see their disappearing boat. And come the end of the Third Age, he will sail west with his son and his daughter-in-law with the ring bearers.

This time, the Sons of Feanor will all be reunited on the Shores of the Undying Land.

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ibis-gt · 3 years ago

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hello i have written an au based on @unicornofgt 's fantastic gtms series! please go read that if you haven't yet, it's a real fun ride.

2500 words, warnings for swearing, brief gore and violence.

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Cam woke up. It was still dark out, though, so he decided he’d try and go back to sleep before his alarm clock went off. He went to roll over and pull the covers up, and realized there were no covers because he wasn’t in bed, or even lying down. He was on his feet and he could feel his arm was outstretched, hand curled into a fist as though he’d just thrown a punch. Then he became aware of a little voice screaming in his head. Or, maybe right in front of his head? It sounded frustrated and scared.

“Why can’t I move? Why isn’t anything working!? Oh, shit, it’s getting up, left left go LEFT goddamn it!”

Left? Cam knew which way was left. Should he go left? He sidled that way slowly, unsure of what else to do. He still couldn’t see, it was too dark out, and he didn’t know who the voice belonged to or what it was talking about.

Suddenly, something slammed hard into his right shoulder, spinning him around, and he heard the voice scream in panic. There was the screech of something sharp scrabbling against metal. Whatever had hit him was hanging on, trying to drag him to the ground. He widened his stance and leaned away from it, trying to counterbalance to keep on his feet. The voice cried out again.

“Shit, shake it off, c’mon! Watch out for the tail - hand up! Now!” Cam threw his free hand out in front of himself and felt something slam into it - the tail, he supposed.

“There! Good! Now pull it off!” He got a grip on the tail and tugged as hard as he could. The weight against his right side lessened, and finally with one last metallic screech came free as he tossed it away.

“Oh, god, what the hell? Did we switch to voice controls mid-battle and no one told me? I hate this army. Ok, fine. Forward!”

Army? Battle? Voice controls? Cam’s head was spinning, his adrenaline was pumping, and he still couldn’t see. Following the voice had to be his best option. If they were in a fight, it was his only chance of getting out alive. He made himself march forward, but he was still hesitant. It was one thing to grab for things you couldn’t see, but walking when you couldn’t tell what was in front of you was nerve-wracking. There could be a big pit or something right in front of him, and he’d never know.

“Forward, c’mon, I need to get to it before it gets up! Move!”

Well, the voice would tell him if he was going to step in something, wouldn’t it? It seemed like its survival depended on him defeating whatever that thing that had hit him was. He moved forward with more confidence, picking up the pace and breaking into a jog.

“Slow down, we’re right on top of it! Stomp!”

Cam skidded to a halt and lifted his foot. He hesitated for one moment - what if he missed? - and the voice came back.

“LIttle to the right… there you go. Down! Hard!”

He brought his foot down. Something crunched and splattered underneath it. Cam felt bile rise in his throat as he realized he had no idea what - or who - he’d just stomped on. What if that was another person’s head? He’d assumed whoever it was had been trying to kill him, but he didn’t know. What if they just wanted to subdue him? Why were they fighting?

“Give it another one, just in case,” the voice said. Cam recoiled in horror and took several steps back, and the voice called out in confusion. “What? What’s going on?”

To hell with this. Now that Cam had a moment to think, he could feel something around his head. It wasn’t dark out, there was something covering his eyes. He tried to put a hand on his face and hit some smooth, flat surface. The voice whimpered.

Cam reached up with both hands and felt around his head. Some kind of helmet thing, it felt like. He got a grip on the sides and pulled. It resisted at first, like it was tethered in place, but he gave it a twist and yanked, and whatever had been holding it snapped. He pulled his head free and gasped in fresh air. Fresh-ish air. Better than the stale stuff stuck in the helmet, at least.

He turned the helmet over in his hands, giving it a curious once-over, and stared at the front plate. There was a window that showed a little cockpit, complete with a little chair surrounded by controls. Sitting in the chair was the tiniest man Cam had ever seen. He was probably just about the size of Cam’s thumb. He looked absolutely terrified.

The little man screamed. It startled Cam enough that he screamed too, starting and tossing the helmet in the air. He fumbled for it, knocking it from hand to hand for a moment, before narrowly catching it before it hit the ground.

“Oh, shit, shit, shit, I’m sorry,” Cam said, and turned it back around to see the little man. He’d gone limp and pale, eyes closed, mouth hanging open a little. Must’ve fainted.

“This is so bizarre,” he murmured. “I mean, I had a tiny man controlling me?” He looked up, finally taking note of his surroundings. He was standing in a burned out, desolate city, buildings smoking and crumbling, cars strewn about the street like discarded toys. As Cam looked around, he came to a horrifying realization. The man in the helmet wasn’t tiny. Cam was huge. He dwarfed the nearest buildings. He could track his footsteps by the crater-like prints left in the street.

“O… kay. Okay. I don’t remember being this tall.” Cam laughed nervously, unsure of what to do. Then he caught sight of what he’d been fighting.

Whatever its head had looked like, it was impossible to tell. Cam’s boot had smashed it into gory chunks. Its body was leonine, four legs and paws with razor sharp claws, but with a long, thick, almost lizard-like tail that ended in spikes. A thagomizer, Cam thought. The word came to him unbidden, and he didn’t know how he knew it. He realized suddenly that he didn’t know a lot of things. His name was Cam. Was that his first name or his last name? Did he have another name, too? He couldn’t remember. How old was he? Where was he from? How had he gotten here? Where was here? The questions were piling up, and he had no answers for any of them. His hands still clutching the helmet began to shake. There was no time to freak out, though, he had to keep his cool. If there was one monster, there could be more of them. As if on cue, a chorus of growls kicked up some distance away. Cam tucked the helmet under one arm and started to sprint. He’d get out of the city, find someplace quiet, wake up the little man, and get some answers.

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Luther stirred, eyes slowly blinking open. Somehow he’d fallen asleep in his pilot chair, and he was stiff and sore as hell. He sat up, stretching, and then everything flooded back to him. Oh god. His mech. FM-609. It wasn’t a mech at all, it was a person, and they had taken him off and looked at him. Had they known all along? Had they just been following orders til they suddenly decided not to? What the hell was going on?

Looking out of the windshield, Luther could see that the helmet was sitting upright on the ground. He was surrounded by the dusty, rocky plains, no living soul in sight. Maybe he’d been left behind? The helmet had no power on its own, so he couldn’t call back to the base for help. He wasn’t even sure he wanted to. He couldn’t just stay here, either, that was a death sentence for sure. Luther slowly eased himself out of the chair and down to the ground. It was early evening, the sun just starting to set, dusk settling over everything. He took a few shaky steps forward, then found his legs and started to sprint.

“Whoa!” A voice thundered behind him. Luther gasped, adrenaline kicking in, spurring him to run faster. A shadow fell over him, and he had only a moment to choke out a shuddering sob before fingers longer than he was tall wrapped around him, lifting him high up into the air. Luther kicked and struggled, tears spilling down his cheeks, as he was turned to face the giant who’d been inside of his mech. The sheer scale of the man took Luther’s breath away. He was sitting down, legs crossed, still wearing the mech suit. Those intense eyes bored into him, neon blue and literally glowing, like headlights in the growing dark.

“Hey, hey, hey,” the man said. He seemed to be trying to keep his voice low and soothing, but it wasn’t doing much to calm Luther down. “You’re okay, I’m not going to hurt you, I just have some questions.”

“I - I’m sorry,” Luther choked, “I didn’t - I didn’t know - I didn’t know you were in there.”

“You didn’t know,” the man echoed, his voice flat.

“And that, that doesn’t excuse it, I’m not - I just, I - ,” Luther broke off, his sobs distorting his voice too much to be understood.

“Okay, okay, calm down,” the man tried. “That’s okay. Here - maybe this is better.”

Luther shrieked as the hand opened, letting him slip free, but instead of plummeting to the ground so far below, he fell harmlessly into the man’s waiting palm. He scrambled backwards, trying to get away, but only bumped up against the man’s curled fingers. Luther froze, chest heaving, mind racing, trying to think of what to do next.

“Okay,” the man said again. “Let’s start over. What’s your name?”

“L-luther,” Luther breathed. “Luther Algers.”

“Luther. Hi, Luther, it’s nice to finally meet you. I’m Cam.”

“Cam…?” Luther prompted. Cam frowned.

“Um… just Cam, I think.”

“Is that… is that short for anything?”

Cam shrugged. “Just Cam. I don’t remember anything else. That’s, uh, that’s actually what I wanted to ask you about. I don’t remember anything before I woke up in this suit of armor. Actually…” Cam’s face screwed up with the effort of remembering. “I remember a voice. I think it was yours, it sounds about the same. Just bits of it, though, always talking about a fight. You were using me to fight those monsters, right?”

“I’m sorry,” Luther whimpered. He shrank further back, hopelessly aware that it did him no good. Cam surrounded him on all sides. If he wanted Luther dead, all he would have to do was squeeze…

“No, it’s okay,” Cam sighed. “I’m not mad. Well, I’m not mad at you. I assume someone put you in that suit, right? And they didn’t tell you there was a person inside it.”

“No, they didn’t. I mean, yes, they gave me the mech, but no, they never said… you know. They told me you were a robot designed to fight nemeans.”

“Nemeans?”

“That’s what we call those lion-looking monsters, the thing we killed today,” Luther explained. “You were really good at it.” He looked thoughtful for a moment. “I always kind of wondered, you know… if the mechs were robots built to a schematic, why did they all look sort of different? Different builds, I mean. Like people. But if they were constructs, wouldn’t it be easier to build them all the same, so you don’t have to get specialized parts to repair them?” He sighed. “I guess I know why now. But I don’t know how… Have you always been giant?”

“Not as far as I can tell,” Cam said. “I mean, like I said, I don’t remember anything before. But when I woke up in the city it all looked wrong. Like a scale model instead of a real place. I guess that means I’m used to being your height?”

“Or that there’s secretly a giant civilization built to your scale that humanity has somehow never discovered, and then the government found it and covered it up, and used its citizens as military weapons,” Luther supplied helpfully.

The two of them stared at each other for a long moment, then simultaneously burst out laughing. The absurdity of the situation was just too much for them.

“Yeah, I bet it’s that,” Cam said, wiping a tear from one eye. “Whoo. Okay. You’re a card, Luther, you know that?”

Luther smiled despite himself. “I try.” He’d relaxed considerably over the course of their conversation. He took a moment to look Cam over. Long, dark hair spilled over his shoulders. A thick beard and moustache covered the lower half of his face. His features were all impressive - huge, pointed nose, thick eyebrows, strong cheekbones, strong jaw, softened a little by fat. He was quite handsome, when Luther really looked at him. Those eyes, though - those glowing eyes. Those were unsettling.

Luther’s expression sobered, and he sat up a little. “What do we do now?”

Cam sighed and leaned back. “Well… we can’t go back to the military, they’d probably throw me right back in a suit and lock you up for exposing their secrets. We’ve got to be on their radar at least, since we just up and disappeared. I’d like to get this armor off me as soon as possible, because it’s really heavy and uncomfortable. And then… how much do you know about this area?”

Luther looked around, getting his bearings a little more. “A bit. There should be some groups of rogues around here - bandits, thieves, outcasts, the like. We could try to join up with them. They’d have food, at least, and they’d probably welcome the kind of protection you could give.” He looked back up at Cam. “I mean, if you want to. I’d understand if you never want to fight again. This has got to be horrible for you… Oh god, I’ve been so focused on myself I didn’t even realize…” Luther got unsteadily to his feet, finding it difficult to stand on the soft, uneven surface of Cam’s hand. He took a few steps towards Cam’s thumb and all but fell on it, wrapping his arms around it in the facsimile of a hug.

“Are you okay?” Luther asked, looking up at Cam with real concern on his tiny face.

Cam stared down at him. All he’d thought about up until now was how to guarantee his own survival. He’d bottled up any feelings he had about being used as a weapon, he didn’t have time to break down, he needed to get to safety and figure out what was going on. But now, in this moment of calm, with this person caring so genuinely for him, it all spilled out. Tears welled up in Cam’s eyes and spilled down his cheeks. A huge, choking sob rose in his throat.

“No,” he quavered, hands beginning to shake. “I’m not.”

#writing #cam and luther #gtms au #g/t #giant tiny #this was so fun to write!! i love this verse it's a blast #Deliciouse Moral Quandries nyom nyom nyom

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drakenology · 4 years ago

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aoi todo hcs

warnings: nsfw obvi, size kink, exhibitionism, rigging (restraints and rope), unprotected seggs, praise kink, cockwarming

author’s note: this new ep of jjk got me lookin at todo like 👀. he’s so fine and big and strong and...big. so he’s been added to the simp list. these are just general hcs about todo sfw and nsfw. I luv my daddy <3.

18+ minors dni

Resident little spoon <3

Even though he’s big and intimidating he likes to be babied, covered in kisses and smothered by some nice tiddies (hey, nice rack ;)).

likes laying on your chest, like a big baby with his arms wrapped around you as you sit up and watch tv or read a book. he just loves being close to you.

asks you to tie his hair up for him sometimes. you even put bows in his hair when he’s sleeping and when he gets up and sees them he keeps them in

if anyone asks he’ll be like “my baby put them in for me. is that a problem?”

when you go on dates you often find yourself straddling his shoulders; he loves giving piggyback rides.

but, he’s a huge fan of exhibitionism. he believes that fucking you is the best thing anyone could witness; accidentally or intentionally. so expect to be fucked in public regularly. <3

once on a date at the park, todo had a fiendish idea with a hard cock to match. so he made you sit on his cock nice and still, filling you to the brim on the park bench under your soft summer dress.

“Don’t make it obvious, princess. Wanna sit here for a while.” He lulls against your shoulder when you start whining and grinding your hips. he almost falters when he hears your begging, desperately trying to get him to move.

When he’s had enough cockwarming he’ll haul you both to the nearest bathroom and demolish you no matter if anyone is listening in a nearby stall. He wants you he gets you no matter where you are.

Ahem.. anyways

he loves when you bake for him and he even helps you cook.

playfully dots some batter on your nose.

yall definitely have matching aprons. Something really cheesy like “mr. chef” and “mrs. chef”

loves dwarfing you either sexually or just when chilling in each other’s company.

he’ll hold your hand over his to compare sizes.

“My tiny baby.” He’d coo. Aw he just thinks you’re the cutest.

He likes to be on top when you guys have sex, towering over you and legs kinda hanging off your mattress.

Likes the feeling of your arms slacked around his neck, the sound of your breath hitching as he drags himself out of you only to plunge deeper than the last thrust.

He knows his dick is massive and watching you struggle to take him all was too hard to resist. It made him want to ruin you more, break your pussy so no one else could ever fuck you.

todo is a hand holder.

i believe his love language is hand holding. like he loves holding your hand. whether he’s sitting down or walking down the street with you; cuddling or fucking. his hand is always enveloped in yours.

so.. i think this man might be a rigger.

i’ve been thinking about his big hands holding some rope tightening your restraints. he had tied your hands behind your back, your ass up in the air ready for him to fuck you senseless. his favorite sight.

he’s always finding new ways to restrain you; the sight of you completely at his mercy tantalizing. would hum sweet praises as he fucked you stupid, his hands smacking down on your ass as he spoke.

“you look so pretty all tied up for me, baby. you like it when I tie you up and fuck you stupid don’t you? hm? I can’t understand you baby, speak up. hmmm you’re so sexy, even when you’re creaming all over my dick.”

No surprise he’s an ass man, he’s made that pretty clear. Likes ladies of all shapes and sizes man he just loves ladies

When he picks you up, his hands are always sitting on your ass to keep you stable.

He keeps one hand in your back pocket when yall walk anywhere together. His large hands are always smacking your ass around unprovoked.

showers you in compliments.

you could do literally anything and he’s all “look at my baby! you’re so amazing. everything you do is amazing I love you. C’mere I want kisses”

king of praise.

these compliments go on to the bedroom too hehe. he’ll never let you go without telling you how good you take him, how beautiful you look without a thought behind your eyes as he drilled you with pure ambition.

feel free to praise him too. he likes it even though he’ll try and flip it around and compliment you.

“you’re so handsome todo-kun.” “no. you’re so beautiful, y/n.”

he’s just a big ass ball of love and amazing sex.

he’s the type who will fight anybody over you

you’re always patching him up after fights. and his reasoning behind beating the crap out of these poor guys is always

“they challenged me. you know I can no longer walk away when I feel challenged.”

one day, you and todo are out together having a cute date at an ice cream parlor. you leave the table to go order another ice cream when the guy behind the counter started blatantly hitting on you while insulting aoi in the process.

“That guy looks lame. Take my number down and I’ll bet I fuck you better than he can.” Like sir just gimme my ice cream.

unfortunately todo hears everything. But his shirt was already ripped off, ready to fight when he heard him say he’d fuck you better than he could. A complete challange to his manhood cannot go unpunished.

“Disrespectful prick. Think you can fuck my girlfriend better than I can? Well go on. Show my girl your moves, pussy. Watch what happens.”

Yall are banned from the place from how badly he beat that guy’s ass. But it was nice that he came to your defense.

After every fight he gets into he becomes feral. As if your pussy was his prize after winning.

You look up at his bruised face with half lidded eyes as he slid inside you, his huge cock brushing against your cervix. He looks down at you with love in his eyes, the need to please you to the fullest swelling in his chest as he listened to your sweet moans.

Todo’s forehead rests on yours as he moved his hips at a steady pace, sighing in relief as he dived deep inside your gummy walls. It was like he was in pain from the fight and your core was his painkiller, desperately seeking relief.

“I’m sorry you had to see that, baby. But I don’t like to share.”

okay so recap!

todo’s an amazing boyfriend. Even though he looks intimidating he’s honestly the sweetest, kindest and most sensitive man ever. All your needs will be met, all your desires realized.

let’s show todo more love yall!

#jjk thirst <3 #jjk headcanons #todo aoi #todo headcannons #jjk smut #queue made me do it 🥴

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marsofaries · 4 years ago

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The Itsy Bitsy Spider {Katsuki Bakugou x Reader}

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Cursing, Blood, Assault

Summary: Your grumpy (and ridiculously attractive) neighbor helps you rid of the spider in your new apartment. Things grow from there.

Notes: fem!Reader, ProHero!Bakugou, Bakugou hates feelings

That’s it. You were moving out.

So what, that you just managed to unpack the last box in your new apartment? One look at that eight-legged... creature, and it was their apartment now. You weren’t trying to be dramatic, but spiders were the absolute bane of your existence.

This led to you shakily standing over the said arachnid, a large All Might mug trembling faintly in your hands.

“Oh shit, oh fuck-- FUCK!” You shrieked as the spider took a quick dart to its left. Nope. No way.

It had taken about an hour before the spider was successfully captive. Another hour to finally figure out what to do next.

And now there you were, pacing back and forth in front of your neighbor’s front door, mumbling failed greetings to yourself like a desperate prayer.

“Hi, I’m-- that’s not right. How about ‘I just moved in and--.’ God, I sound like an idiot.” Gathering all of your courage, you rapped three quick knocks on the front of the wood. The urge to bolt was suddenly very powerful.

“I swear to God, Shitty Hair, if you-- Oh.” The door was suddenly swung open to reveal the most gorgeous person you had ever seen in your whole life. With biceps the size of your head, the man completely dwarfed you in size. He almost took up the entire space of the door, his spikey blond locks brushing the top the frame. Vermillion eyes stared at you cautiously as you forgot everything you were about to say. “The fuck you want?”

As you made no move to answer, the Greek god of a man pulled his lips into a scowl.

“What are you, a fucking stalker or somethin’?”

That definitely brought you out of your reverence.

“W-What? No!”

A scoff left the man’s lips, and you suddenly wanted nothing more that to kick him straight in the jewels. However, you were on a mission. A mission to rid a tiny eight-eyed demon from your living room.

“There was a, uh...spider.” You slowly trailed off, waving weakly in the direction of your apartment across the hall.

“A spider? Really?” The blond questioned condescendingly, rolling his stupidly-perfect crimson eyes.

A light flush brushed your cheeks in embarrassment as you stared down at your shoes. You were sure he was going to slam the door right in your face. But he didn’t.

The man brushed right past you, marching right though your open door-- making sure to loudly mumble as many complaints as he could. You stumbled after the tall blond, failing to keep up with his abnormally long strides.

You watched in silence as he crouched by the downturned mug, raising a single perfectly-sculpted brow. However, your silence was quickly turned into a squeak of horror when your neighbor dumped the spider into his bare-hand.

For a moment of absolute terror, you thought the stranger was going to throw it at you.

Wide-eyed, you watched as he pushed open the nearest window and placed the spider on the railing of your fire-escape. Having pushed the window back down, the man turned back to leave your apartment. As he walked past, he shoved the now (thankfully) empty mug to your chest.

“W-wait!”

He paused, sliding his crimson gaze to yours.

“M-My name is (Y/L/N)… (Y/L/N) (Y/N).”

You weren’t quite sure why you felt the need to give him your name. Maybe it was because he helped you when you were absolutely sure he wouldn’t. Or maybe how he decided to let the bug free instead of kill it. Maybe it was the amused huff he let out when he heard your terrified squeak. Perhaps it was all three. You didn’t know.

His striking red eyes suddenly raked your frame before a smirk settled confidently on his all-too-attractive lips.

“Bakugou Katsuki.”

~~~

“HOLD THE FUCKING DOOR!”

You let out a squeak at the sudden yell, sticking the toe of your nude-colored pumps between the sliding elevator doors. A muscled arm wedged itself between the doors, pulling them back open.

“You.” You breathed as none other than your extremely hot neighbor was revealed. The blond was clad in a loose black V-neck and sweatpants-- a large duffel bag thrown over his shoulder. His hair was slightly damp, as small beads of water dropped off the edge of his spikes every couple of seconds.

“Stalker.” He acknowledged with a grunt. The corner of Bakugou’s lips shot up at your protests.

The ride down to the lobby was relatively silent and slightly awkward. You kept switching your weight on both legs as you struggled to find something to say.

“The fuck you dressed so fancy for?” The explosive blond finally said. You couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief at the break in silence.

“I got a new job at All Might Bank!” You were pretty excited, as it was your first day. The bank itself was pretty fancy, and you were cheery that it was named after the old symbol of peace. All Might had been your favorite hero growing up but you grew out of your hero phase as you had gotten older. Nowadays you couldn’t tell one hero from the other.

You turned to Bakugou with a smile, content that he even cared about your life. It was quite a surprise when compared with the vibes he gave off.

“What about you?” You asked cheerily.

“... Agency.” He grunted.

“Oh! Are you a model or something?” You knew it! There was no way that a man as attractive as Bakugou Katsuki was not the cover of every magazine. He was, just not for the reasons you thought. You watched in confusion as the explosive blond emitted a loud snort.

“Or something...”

DING!

You were almost sad as the elevator dinged, signaling the end of the ride. Although it was short, and mostly awkward, you found yourself enjoying his company. You walked side by side until you reached the doors to outside, pausing slightly when he went to part.

“Thank you.”

Bakugou froze at your expressed gratitude, studying your figure with renewed interest.

“You know... for the spider?” You seemed to lose all cognitive brain function when he looked at you with those frustratingly gorgeous vermillion eyes. Bakugou scoffed and turned away, muttering a quiet response. Little did you know that he was trying to hide a light blush.

“Whatever...”

~~~

You were happy to say that these shared elevator rides became a daily ritual, to the point where Bakugou started to bring you his delicious leftovers for your lunch (he made the meals especially for you, but would die before he ever admitted that). Before you knew it, you were quite smitten with the blond.

You couldn’t help but replay this morning’s occurrence in your head as you filed checking account after checking account.

“Good morning, Bakugou-kun!” You called as you exited your apartment. You didn’t even have to look anymore. Bakugou had a habit of waiting for you outside your door to give you his most current dish.

“Morning.” He grunted in response, hating the way his heart skipped a beat.

His eyes scanned over your form, (longer than considered friendly) as he checked your outfit. Bakugou always seemed to have some sort of fashion-ready advice on the tip of his tongue, and with you still thinking he was a model-- you were more that happy to comply. And also for the fact that he really did have a good eye for it.

“Undo the top two buttons… you look like a nerd.”

Your eyes quickly flashed to your white button-up, pulling at the two buttons with one hand.

“Better?”

Bakugou only grunted in approval. He was trying to act like he wasn’t on the verge of kissing the ever-lasting life out of you.

~~~

“Hey, Newbie! Get me a coffee, will ya?” You were quickly pulled out of your daydream by one of your (slightly arrogant) bosses.

“Of course, sir.” You answered as you hurried to the other side of the bank. You’ve been at your new job (and apartment) for about a month, and they still won’t let up on the whole “newbie” stuff.

You sighed as you waited by the coffee maker, situated right to the left of the big glass entrance. Oh, how you would have loved to pour that coffee right over your boss’ head. Too lost in your own head, you failed to notice the suspicious group of men heading straight for the vault until one of them grabbed your arm.

“What the fu--”

“EVERYBODY DOWN OR SHE DIES!”

Oh shit! Oh fuck! Your mind was reeling at a million miles per hour. The man had pulled you to where your back was to his front, and had a blade pressed against your throat. It seemed to come out of the inside of his wrist, being a relatively deadly quirk if handled correctly.

Everyone within the pristine building froze but quickly dropped to the floor after some warning shots from one of the robbers. Another suddenly morphed into some sort of beast and marched to the steel vault door.

You suddenly wished that you had a more physical quirk, cursing it for being so useless in this situation. Yeah, you knew basic self-defense, but it would be futile with three other villains in your midst.

Minutes felt like hours, and you could only hope that someone had alerted the police and nearby heroes. You winced as the blade dug into the delicate skin of your throat.

A sudden explosion burst through the skylight of the building, raining glass shards on the hostages. All at once, people were screaming, running, and blast after blast started ringing in your ears. You let out a sigh of relief.

The heroes were here.

Using the distraction, you quickly gripped the man’s arm tight below the base of the blade. You pulled it away from your neck ever so slightly, ducking your head to pull yourself through the gateway you had created. Keeping your hands locked at the base of the robber’s wrist, you twisted his arm and shoved up-- forcing it to pop from its socket.

A sudden bump to your shoulder from a running hostage caused you to slip up on your little self-defense sequence, allowing the man to break from your grip. He whipped around to face you, holding his dislocated arm. You panicked, so... you socked him in the face.

He let out an enraged cry, thick blood gushing from his nose. You were a bit surprised with how easy it was to land a hit on him. You thought that villains would have been more prepared before robbing a bank named after All Might.

Oh, well.

You punched him again in the nose for good measure, and he was out like a light. His hot red blood coated your knuckles, and you gagged in disgust. Ew. You wiped the back of your dominant hand on you button-up absentmindedly, before being shoved to the floor by your panicking boss. Wow. Your limbs felt like mush now that the adrenaline was wearing off, and you suddenly couldn’t find the strength to pick yourself off of the floor.

A final explosion went off, followed by the most desperate and wretched call you had ever heard in your entire life. And the call... sounded suspiciously like your name.

Your eyes shot up at the scream, searching frantically for the owner of that voice. You knew that voice, you only ever heard it in grunts and light-hearted mocking sentences, but you knew that voice.

“Katsuki.” You breathed, eyes suddenly locked on familiar crimson irises.

Relief flooded his features as he saw you, and was at your side in seconds-- dropping quickly to his knees.

“Oh my god.” Bakugou breathed, grabbing your head and cradling it tight to his chest and-- what the fuck was he wearing? Wait, there was no way... he was the explosion hero you saw on the news! Holy fuck!

“You scared the shit out of me! Do you know how terrified I was when I heard there was trouble at your work?! And you didn’t answer your goddamn phone? Jesus Christ, (Y/N).” Worried rambles fell rapidly out of Bakugou’s lips, seemingly void of any filter. You would have been ecstatic by his cute little worrying if your mind wasn’t reeling by the fact that your crush neighbor was one of the top ten heroes in Japan.

He suddenly grasped both sides of your face and pulled back so you were eye to eye.

“Are you hurt? I swear to God, if someone hurt you-- I’ll fucking kill them.” Bakugou’s eyes were frantically scanning your face, looking for any sign of injury.

“...Katsuki?” You mumbled softly, and he immediately froze. He felt his heart lurch in his throat as his name tumbled from your lips. You, on the other hand, were completely, and utterly lost. “You’re a pro-hero?”

“....What?” Bakugou questioned dumbly. “You could have been seriously hurt and that’s the first thing you think about?”

“What? I thought you were a model.” You whined, lightly smacking his chest.

At this, Bakugou let out a loud laugh, and you just watched in awe. You had never seen him laugh before. Even though half his face was smeared in black makeup and little injuries littered his skin-- it was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen in your life. He pulled back to look at you, but suddenly froze.

“You’re hurt! Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?!” Bakugou shouted, spotting bright red stains on the front of your blouse. You quickly grabbed his hand, hoping to soothe his panicking.

“Hey, hey!” You yelped, gaining his attention. “It’s not mine.”

You gestured over to the villain knocked out next to you.

“Holy shit.” Katsuki breathed, before turning his vermillion gaze back to yours. A quiet, amused huff escaped his lips. “So you’re afraid of a spider, but can knock out a villain?” He questioned teasingly.

A light blush covered your cheeks, causing you to force your eyes down. You suddenly noticed just how close you two were. You were situated about half way onto Bakugou’s lap, as one of his large hands softly held your waist. The other was still trapped between your own. This caused your blush to only darken.

“Hey, eyes up here.” Bakugou muttered, lifting his hand from your waist and to the base of your chin. You force your eyes back up to his, but couldn’t help but sneak a quick glance to his lips. However, Bakugou saw it, and that was all it took.

Bakugou crashed his lips onto yours, and you were quick to respond. You tangled your hands within his soft blond locks, allowing him to completely dominate the kiss. His hands held you tightly to his body, refusing to give even an inch of space between you two. He didn’t let go even as you pulled back for air, his lips chasing after yours.

Time seemed to stop while he was kissing you, and every one was distressed with the thought of losing you. It was soft and sweet, and then rough and desperate-- the sweet smell of caramel, of Bakugou, invading all of your senses.

You finally broke for air, breaths mingling shamelessly. Bakugou rested his forehead on yours, wanting nothing more than to never let you go.

“I’m so glad I found you, Stalker.”

Bonus:

A low whistle dragged out across bank, turning the couples’ gazes over to a certain hardening hero.

“SHITTY HAIR, I SWEAR TO--”

The End.

Notes: This was my first imagine! I hope you guys liked it!

The police watching the final scene like: 👁👄👁 can we go home?

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fett-djarin · 4 years ago

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I posted this on the wrong blog omfg and i didnt realize til this morning but HI ITS PAZ TIME

Paz Vizsla x f!reader

Rating: 18+

Length: 3k Tags: Brief description of injury/blood, thigh riding, fingering, riding, multiple orgasms, creampies, cockwarming, please tell me if i missed anything!!!

NSFW under the cut!

When Paz visited, you knew you were in for a long night.

Usually a long night of steamy, messy sex that left you unable to walk straight the next day.

Tonight was a little different.

There was a heavy rap on your door that startled you awake from where you had been dozing on and off while watching holodramas. You pushed yourself up, nearly running to the door at the knock again. You pulled it open, expecting Paz, but you were surprised--it was Paz, but he had a hand pressed to his side, over the thick leather and padded cloth that covered where the beskar didn’t, and he leaned heavily against the doorframe to your apartment.

“Hey, mesh’la,” Paz greeted you, voice strained. Dark red seeped around his gloves.

“Paz!” You grabbed his elbow, wiggling under his arm in an attempt to support some of his weight. Like you could do much for a heavy artillery Mandalorian warrior easily weighing 300 pounds with the armor on, but you would try.

You stumbled into your apartment, kicking the door shut behind you. Paz’s massive frame dwarfed your own and he leaned heavily on you, which never happened even when the big Mandalorian showed up injured. Then again, no injury before seemed as serious as this one. He collapsed on to your couch with a groan, hand still pressed tight to the wound on his side.

You scrambled to your fresher, pulling out the medkit you kept stocked for cases like this--albeit, it was only a medkit, and you weren’t a medic or properly prepared to deal with an injury more than a shallow blaster burn. You knelt on the floor next to the couch, encouraging him to let you remove the blue-painted beskar plates, laying them aside on the floor. You frowned the blaster residue and new scuffs on them.

"Let me see." You placed your hand over his, pressed against his side.

He grunted in response.

"Let me see," you repeated, urging him to move his hand and you sucked in a tight breath at the ragged wound in the flesh of his side. "What happened?" You couldn't stop your horrified whisper.

"Vibroblade. Didn't--" he huffed. "Didn't see him behind me." His voice was raspy.

You cut away what you could of the fabric--the less damaged sections proving too thick for your little scissors. Stars, how was he still standing? It wasn't too long, but it was deep.

Paz breathed a deep sigh, seemingly relaxing into your couch.

"Hey, hey, stay awake. Paz, stay with me," you shook his arm, making him groan. "I know. But you can't sleep. Not yet."

The medkit tipped, spilling its contents across the ground. A bacta shot. It was small, not enough to close the whole wound, but enough to help. At the very least, slow the bleeding and ease the pain. It was your best starting point.

"Paz, I'm gonna give you a shot, okay? Don't punch me," you said, trying to be as gentle as possible. He hissed, large fists clenching as you administered the shot. When you smeared bacta gel along the raw edges, his heavy hand landed on your shoulder, squeezing hard enough to make you wince. The shot had slowed the bleeding like you had hoped, so the remaining gel should do the trick for the rest...so you laid a patch over it, and now all you could do was wait. A wound of that size would take a few days to heal without stronger bacta or a professional medic's care, but as long as Paz didn't die--in your apartment!--you knew he would be okay.

He better be, because how in the hells would you explain the corpse of a Mandalorian hunter on your couch.

“Fierfek,” Paz grumbled. You nudged the spilled medkit supplies out of the way with your leg, scooting closer on your knees and laying your head on his thigh, beskar cool against your cheek. Paz murmured your name. His hand came up, stroking over your hair and cheek, helmet rolled to the side so he could look at you. “Thank you.”

You caught his hand, twining your fingers together. “Of course.” You shuffled closer, so you could press your forehead to his helmet in a gentle Keldabe kiss. “Feeling better?”

“Now that the imminent threat of death has passed, yes.” Good, he must not be lying if his sarcastic dry humor was already making a reappearance. “You look good on your knees for me, mesh’la.”

“Paz.”

He chuckled, then winced as his side ached. You tutted, smoothing your hand across his chest in a soothing gesture. You could feel his eyes on you through the dark T-visor of his helmet.

“Can you blame me?” He tapped you under the chin with his forefinger, thumb rolling over your lower lip. You rolled your eyes good-naturedly, pushing to your feet and planting a kiss on his helmet. He caught you around the hips, tugging you down on top of him. You squawked in indignation, terrified of hurting him, but he maneuvered you in a way that you fell on his uninjured side, half on top of his broad body and sandwiched between him and the back of your couch.

“Don’t hurt yourself!”

“Don’t insult me, cyar’ika,” Paz chuckled. His touch swept down your spine and he palmed a handful of your ass. “Was looking forward to seeing you...not exactly like this.” You were no match for the strength of the heavy artillery Mandalorian, so you resigned yourself to your fate of cuddling. Not that you minded, but you also couldn’t help but worry over the freshly-dressed wound on his side. Instead, you settled into his side, laying your head on his chest, which was currently free of beskar--a rare occurrence outside of your bed.

He continued to massage your asscheek, occasionally dipping dangerously lower and brushing against your clothed pussy from behind. You couldn’t help but squirm against him, feeling the spark of arousal flutter to life in your belly. He hummed, pulling you tighter against him, and you were practically sprawled across his chest. One of his thick thighs pressed between yours and you bit your lip to smother your sharp gasp. Your hands curled into fists in his undershirt.

Paz hummed, adjusting his body--probably would give the excuse of getting more comfortable--but it pressed the firm muscle of his thigh harder against you. It drew a little whine from you and he chuckled darkly. He used his hold on your hips to press you down, dragging your cunt against his thigh.

“Something you like there, mesh’la?” You could hear the grin in his voice.

Paz had been so serious when you first met. Gruff, intimidating...he towered over you, and honestly scared you half to death with his looming silent warrior persona, but once you two had worked together for a bit and you grew more comfortable with each other, he turned into a giant goofball. Sometimes when he put on his serious-scary-Mandalorian front when dealing with a quarry you forgot that that was how most people knew Paz. Nobody got to see the warmth underneath.

Right now, though, the way the muscle of his thigh dragged against your clit through your pants sent sparks dancing up your spine.

“Y-you’re hurt...don’t--” your breath left you and you stuttered as he rocked your hips down.

“Guess you’ll have to be on top, then, huh?”

You felt heat fill your face, wetness pooling in your underwear. You tugged the cloth covering his neck to the side so you could suck a mark into his skin, feeling the rumble of his groan under your lips. He smelled good, something earthy and the tang of plasma and something uniquely Paz. His thick arousal pressed into your thigh as you rocked against him.

“Kiss me?” Your voice was high, far needier than you wanted to seem. You pressed your nose into his neck, rubbing your thigh against his erection, which made him buck and growl. He paused, focusing on your face, and you obediently, deliberately shut your eyes, holding still. After a few moments you felt him shift around, and then warm breath was ghosting across your face and a hot tongue traced your lower lip.

You opened for him with a whimper, and Paz immediately turned it filthy, his tongue sliding into your mouth and tasting yours, swallowing all of the sweet little noises you made. His hand curled into your hair, guiding your head to where he wanted it, lips caressing yours and deepening the kiss. It was wet, hot, and made your core ache for more.

“Please,” you whispered.

He broke away from you with a huff of laughter. He lowers his helmet back in place and taps your chin, telling you you could open your eyes. “What was that, pretty thing? You’re beggin’ already and we just got started.”

He worked his hands under the waistband of your shorts, running down the front of your panties and brushing over your clit. You moaned as he began stroking soft circles over the cloth. You whined his name when he nudged your panties to the side and ran his thick fingers through your dripping slit, teasing lightly at your entrance.

You groaned at the loss of his fingers, but he tipped them up under his helmet and your eyes snapped shut out of instinct. You knew he was licking them clean and you shuddered on top of him. He was suddenly encouraging you to lift your hips and tugged your pants and panties down in one motion. You straddled his waist, his erection now pressed right to your weeping slit and giving you some much needed friction, but still nearly not enough.

You squirmed on top of him, rocking your hips down, the cold beskar of his codpiece sending a shock through you. He chuckled at your neediness.

“Calm down, baby. Gotta get you ready first.” His deep voice purring underneath you made you clench around nothing. He pulled his gloves off, fingers returning to your cunt, dipping down to your entrance. Paz slid two knuckle-deep into your wet heat, making you whine at the stretch. Fuck, his fingers were thick. Nothing in comparison to his cock though. He always took time to get you ready for him. He would be rough anywhere else you wanted him to be, but sometimes you wished he would just sink you down on his cock and make you take it, make that stretch bite and ache that much more brightly.

You tipped forward onto his chest, mouthing at his neck as the heel of his palm ground against your clit, his fingers curling into that bright spot inside you that made your legs tremble around him.

“You’re needy. So wet for me, cyar’ika.”

Your voice wavered as you answered, “Yeah, I’m the needy one, when you came here hurt and practically pulled me on top of you as soon as--” you yelped as his large hand laid a sharp smack on your ass, massaging the sting into a radiating warmth that made you want more. His fingers pressed into you faster, your nails digging in through his undershirt. Oh, that tightness was building inside you, shivers dancing up your spine as Paz brought you higher and higher. The way the heel of his palm rolled just right against your clit was driving you towards the edge, mouth falling open with a desperate whimper.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” His voice was gruff, dropped even lower and you felt the rumble of it bones-deep.

“More, more, please--” You wiggled on top of him, trying to grind your hips down just so in time with the movement of his hand. He stopped altogether and you let out a frustrated noise.

“Please, Paz, please make me cum,” you whined into his neck, biting lightly and soothing it over with your tongue. “Let me cum on your hand.”

He clicked his tongue at you, and your pussy clenched around his fingers, still inside you. “You beg so prettily. Should I let you? Or should I make you beg some more?”

You let out a desperate moan, shaking your head where your face was buried at the juncture of his shoulder. “Been good, Paz, please….”

He hummed, seemingly mulling it over. “You have been good, sweet girl.” His fingers began moving again, thrusting in and out of you at a languid pace. It wasn’t fast, but it hit that spot deep inside you that made you see stars. “Go on then. Cum on my fingers.” You let out a relieved groan, which quickly turned into a high-pitched noise when he abruptly thrust his fingers deep, grinding his hand against your clit. Oh, fuck.

He did it again, and again, picking up speed each time, until you were quivering around him. His voice was rough, low and dark in your ear, and it felt like he reached in your body and grabbed your orgasm right out of you when he demanded that you cum, now.

It spread warmth from your core, down your legs and up your back, toes curling and legs shaking. His fingers continued moving in and out of you slowly, gently working you through the waves of pleasure while you clenched around him, until you jolted, riding the fine razor’s edge of overstimulation. The obscene slick noise as he pulled his fingers from you made you whimper, core clenching around nothing.

His fingers prodded at your lips, and it was his turn to let out a moan when you took them in your mouth, licking them clean and tasting yourself. You sucked on his fingers, running your tongue along every ridge and dip like it was his cock in your mouth instead. He pulled his spit-soaked fingers from your mouth, moving down to undo his codpiece and fling it aside. “Filthy girl.”

His thick erection slid through your folds. You sighed, rolling your hips, coating him in your slick. Shit, he was big. He always made sure you were prepared beforehand, but were you ever really completely prepared? You braced yourself on your knees and lifted your hips. Paz guided himself to your soaked entrance and you sucked in a harsh breath at the first stretch around the head of his cock. You’ve taken him before, dozens of times, but each time it felt like he would never fit completely. The push of his cock through your cunt, inch by inch, made your legs begin to shake as you took him deeper. He reached that spot deep inside of you, pressed right against the patch of nerves that sent raw electricity through you. You sank down on him slowly, little fretful noises pulled from your throat, as his hands ran up and down your sides in a soothing motion.

“There you go, baby, look at that,” he breathed out as your hips came flush with his. He ran his hand down your tummy, pressing lightly just above your pubic bone, making the tight fit of his cock in you even sharper, pulling a wrecked moan from you. “Yeah? Feel me right here?” His thumb stroked teasing lines below your bellybutton, and you clenched around him, making another noise at the feeling of him so deep inside you. “Take me so well, mesh’la, fuck.”

You tentatively rocked your hips, lifting up an inch and slowly coming back down. Fuck, that feeling was devastating. You wouldn’t last long. Paz’s hands settled on your hips, encouraging you to rise up on your knees and drop back down. It started slow, letting you adjust to the feeling of him inside you, but his grip became more demanding. You may have been on top, but Paz was in control; lifting and pulling you down like you weighed nothing. You leaned forward slightly, now thrusting back into him, and you almost shrieked at the new angle.

This way, each thrust of his cock in your wet heat drilled that sensitive spot inside you with deadly precision. His touch was greedy, working you faster and harder, the slick sounds of your wetness dripping out of you and coating his cock only easing the way he filled you. The sound of skin meeting skin made you pulse around him and he bit out a rough groan at a particularly tight squeeze of your pussy around him. His breathing was coming faster and you were nearly boneless in his arms, head tipped back in pleasure.

“Fuck, you gonna cum again, pretty baby?” One of his large palms gripped your ass, pressing tight enough you knew you would have five fingertip-sized circular bruises tomorrow. You nodded wordlessly, and he took the opportunity to thrust up into you, wrenching a loud moan from your throat. His other hand dipped down to rub fast little circles over your clit, pulling you roughly down into him. Sparks of electricity ran though you and you seized up tight, reaching that high and being thrown right off it. Your orgasm wracked through your entire body, pulling a sound from Paz like he had been punched as you pulsed around him, impossibly tighter.

The debilitating waves of ecstasy washed over you, making you tremble in his grasp. Paz pulled you down to his chest and wrapped his arms around you, holding you while you squirmed and shook. You bit down at the juncture of his neck and shoulder and he thrust into you hard, cumming deep with a gravelly growl of your name. His warm release in you made you shudder again, clinging tightly to him. Your chest heaved, catching your breath, eyes closed with exhaustion.

“Keep your eyes closed, cyare.” Paz murmured in your ear. You nodded, cheek squished against his chest, tucked under his chin. You felt his soft lips caress your hairline, then your cheeks, and you tilted your head up for a sweet kiss to your lips. Paz shifted under you and you made a noise of discontent, clinging closer to him.

“Lay with me,” he said. His voice came filtered through the modulator, helmet back in place.

You sighed, settling in, hitching a breath at the way it shifted his cock still inside your sensitive core. “Like I could move anyway.” Good thing he was a space heater.

Paz just chuckled, wrapping his big arms around you, holding you to his chest. “Get some rest.”

“You should too,” you mumbled, closing your eyes, pressing a final kiss into his skin.

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The Light Within - (CARE FOR SERIES)

Pair: Thorin Oakenshield x Healer!Reader (a pretty short one too lol)

Genre: Another majorly angsty LONGGGGGGGG chapter (I am so sorry) with little smidges of fluff again if you squint but barelyyyy any (I’m sorry! I promise it gets better!)

Warning: Very angstyy gore, violence, mentions of rape (no rape), death of character

A/N: With Y/N now far from Thorin, will he be able to regain his senses and stop the orcs from their takeover of his Kingdom? Will these lovers be divided by death? Or will something else prevent them from having their chance?

PREVIOUS (Through The Darkness)

I winced as Gandalf pressed a cold cloth to my neck, the skin now swollen, bruised from Thorin’s violent tossing. The very thought of the dwarf caused tears to rise, a small sob caught in my throat.

Since Gandalf had shepherded me and Bilbo away from the ramparts, Thorin had called on his kin from the Iron Hills, his cousin Dáin, Gandalf had told me specifically. The King turning his back on the battlefield had been the last I had seen of him before being ushered into Thranduil’s tent that had been left unattended.

I looked up at Gandalf, my tears running freely down my cheeks.

‘Oh my dear.’ He said, wiping them away with the curve of his thumb gently. ‘I am so sorry. Your commitment to breaking Thorin out of his stupor, but that sickness runs deep in his family. That dark magic that was set on his grandfather now clutches his heart. And I believe the only one who will be able to break him free now is himself.’

I pushed away the hair that had fallen in front of my face, now covered in muck and dirt from our escape from the battle briefly.

‘That dwarf ... that isn’t Thorin Oakenshield, that’s someone I’ve never seen before. And I know I shouldn’t worry now, and yet it still hurts so much.’

Gandalf’s deep chuckle made me look up, a small smile on his face.

‘That is because you love him, my dear.’

I looked up at him in shock, words faltering as his fingertips grazed the braid that was now revealed my shoulder, the silver bead holding it together glinting in the light of the lantern sitting overhead. I couldn’t help the shaky sigh that left my lips.

‘That I-I do. I do love him Gandalf! I can’t deny it anymore ...’

Gandalf smiled, taking my hands into his. ‘I knew you would find your way to one another. I knew it from the moment you both bickered when you first met. I knew it when you shared that precious moment within the walls of Beorn’s walls.’

I couldn’t stop the chuckle that fell from my lips, even as the tears glided down my cheeks. ‘I never thought you to be an eavesdropper Gandalf!’

He scoffed.

‘I am no such thing my dear! When one wants secrecy, they must do it where no one shall overhear!’

The smile faded as soon as it appeared, shaking my head, ‘Gandalf I can’t give up on him. I can’t leave him behind.’

Gandalf sighed, eyes momentarily flicking to the entrance of the tent where Bilbo stood on watch, screams and shouts of war rising and growing louder by the second. He placed a hand on my cheek gently.

‘Then don’t my dear, stay and hope that that dwarf comes to his senses. And if doesn’t we will find some way to bring him back.’ I nodded with a small smile, squeezing his hand as he got to his feet with a groan. ‘But first we must fight to live another day. Are you ready?’

Glancing down towards my sword, I gripped it, also getting to my feet.

‘More than ever.’

A cry left my lips as I thrust my sword into the neck of an orc that had fallen to his knees before me, screeching wildly as I withdrew, blood spraying across ground as it collapsed.

Gasping for air, I wiped away the ichor against my pants that stained my hand, leaning against the bridge as I looked over the bloodied field where the chaos raged on between all creatures, armour shining brightly against the harsh sunlight.

The Orcs had descended upon the battle of the elves, humans and the dwarves, taking us all by surprise, their numbers far greater and far more powerful than all three parties combined.

The kingdoms would be ripped apart if they weren’t stopped, and the company that hid within the mountain of Erebor would all but be overthrown.

I turned as Bilbo stood beside me, covered in blood and muck, both of us standing in silence as we watched on. He took my hand in his, voice merely a whisper. ‘Y/N, do you think we will live to see another day?’

I looked to him at this, my eyes wide and glistening before turning away. The very thought of a new day rising after one such as this seemed unlikely, and it frightened me to even hold onto such hopes. Not when all I wanted hid within the mountain, the obsession of gold to strong for him-

Suddenly a deep rumble echoed across the plains, making me turn back towards the battlefield. There, standing upon the great dwarf statue of Erebor, was Bomber, blowing into a large horn.

The makeshift rampart was ripped apart, a magnificent golden bell ringing through the silence that had fallen upon the battlefield, all eyes watching.

Before a familiar Khuzdul battle cry came forth.

I couldn’t stop the loud gasp that had left my lips as Thorin emerged into the sunlight. Cloak and crown gone, instead a sword in hand, running onwards into the fight with the company at his side.

I smiled through the blur of tears as the dwarves began to fight against the orcs alongside the elves and Dain’s army. I looked towards Gandalf with, after so long, a large smile, tears streaming down my face.

‘They’re fighting back-Gandalf, their fighting back.’

He looked over us towards the mountain, his face instantly turning from a scowl to a small smile full of hope, almost like a child, ‘They’re rallying their king! There may be hope for us yet.’

However, that small bit of hope was stamped out when a raven flew over head, landing before me only moments later. I unclasped the note from around it’s foot, hurriedly unrolling it.

‘Gandalf.’

He turned at my firm tone, making his way towards me along with Bilbo.

‘Legolas sends word that Azog has another army attacking!’

‘From where? Where my dear?’

A chill ran down my spine as I read the messy elven handwriting, looking up towards the wizard. ‘From the North, right towards Ravenhill.’

Gandalf huffed, eyes wide in horror before looking towards the hilltop where the dwarves had headed for. ‘We must warn Fili, Kili and the others. If we don’t they’ll be in great danger once they enter the depths of Ravenhill. Bilbo, you know what to do.’

Bilbo nodded and set off immediately, disappearing into the crowd. But as I went to follow, Gandalf grabbed my shoulder, shaking his head.

‘Not you my dear! You’ll take another route, and more importantly to Thorin. If it’s anyone he needs at his side right now, it’s you’

I nod at this before following him, fighting alongside him through the oncoming hoards of orcs before he led me to a group of eagles cawed as they fought of those who dared to attack, throwing them over the ramparts.

Gandalf, leading me over to the largest of the group, gave me a boost up onto the great creature. ‘Keep your head down and your heart full of courage. Get to Thorin and warn him of the oncoming dangers that are coming but be careful. I don’t want to lose my one good apprentice.’

I stared down at the wizard with a smile, shaking my head.

‘Oh Gandalf, didn’t you know that getting into trouble is what I’m famous for?’

With one last smile towards me along with a nod, Gandalf raised his staff towards the eagle that let out a shriek before lifting off in flight, the rushing of wind welcoming me into its arms as I clung to the eagle’s beautiful feathers.

As we rose above the clouds, I could only pray that we would make it to the hill, and hope we were not too late.

The ride to Ravenhill was a lot more dangerous than I had anticipated, on our descent the frost becoming like sharp glass against my skin, the eagles shrieking as they forced themselves through the storm.

Through the fray of white, I sighted the peaks of the blackened ruins of Ravenhill, a ripped flag flailing in the winds violently, the howl of the wind echoing across the hilltop.

I gripped my sword tightly, tightening my group as the eagle flew down towards the towers, giving me time to slip down before it took off to join its pack, continuing to circle above.

Without a moments hesitation, I ran across the the length of the tower, careful of the mounds of snow that covered the path before reaching the crumbled window only to gasp in horror. Looking out over the frozen lake, I instantly recognised the dwarf that staggered across the ice, a towering one armed Orc trailing after him with a chained brick weapon, swinging it towards him.

Thorin, now holding the beautifully elven crafted sword Orchrist, shining in the light of the rising sun, standing his ground against the pale Orc who roared.

I ran down the first set of stairs I came across, down torn corridors and passages, before I slid across the frozen lake towards the duel. With Azog’s back turned to me, I easily found an open, slipping my sword across his side, slicing through the pale skin.

I scurried backwards as the ugly beast reared its head towards me, along with his brick and chain, just catching the ice where I had just moments before stood upon.

‘Y/N?!’ I glanced towards Thorin, and couldn’t stop the brief smile that broke across my face only to shriek as a brick came hauling at me, barely missing me this time. ‘Foolish girl! Leave now!’

‘I’m not leaving you! Not again!’ I screamed, dodging Azog’s sworded up, once again slashing him across the same wounded side, making him shriek, his black blood spilling out across the ice.

I ran to Thorin, the dwarf catching me in his arms as I slipped. I gripped him tightly, regaining my breath as I looked up at him.

‘W-We have to leave! Ano-Another army is set to attack from the North!’

His eyes widened in horror. ‘What?!’

‘Please, we must leave now before it’s too late-’

I gasped at the abrupt shrill high call of the Orc horn I had knew far too well, both of us turning to see the sight of a dark shadowed mass marching over the hill. Shaking my head, Thorin grasped my hand tightly as Azog dragged himself to his feet, growling.

But through all the pain he felt, the monster still smirked, swinging the chained brick high above his head before slinging it towards us, both parting instantly to avoid it.

We circled him, almost working as one as the Orc looked between us, snarling, thrashing his weapon around, all to be in vain, only to become lodged into the thick layer of ice.

It was only when Azog’s gaze became altered over our shoulders I couldn’t help but take a glance, only to shriek as a group of much larger, magnificent and proud as they flew straight towards the oncoming army. And I couldn’t help but chuckle at the small figure of Radogast that sat comfortable upon one of the eagle.

However, it was a moment that had distracted me for far too long, a unexpected sharp pain ran up my side, a scream leaving my lips as Azog swung his sworded arm across me, sending me to my knees. I bit down on my lip hard, trying to crawl away as the towering behemoth laughed aloud.

But as he raised the sworded appendage above my head, he was stopped by Thorin as it came down, who thrust his whole body weight against Orchrist, sending Azog backwards.

Dropping his sword and with all his might, Thorin threw the bricked chain back towards the Defiler, the creature tipping backwards and disappearing fast beneath the water.

It was once the silence fell over us I let out a loud sigh, tears of earnest falling. I whimpered as arms wrapped around me carefully, bringing me to my feet. I smiled up at Thorin, even as he scowled, shaking his head.

‘You foolish woman! Yo-You came back! After everything that happened-After everything I did you came back!’

I laughed softly, pressing a hand to his cheek, heart soaring as he leant into my cheek, nuzzling against my palm. ‘That wasn’t you. I knew you would come back to me, I just had to be there when you needed me.’

Tears glazed his eyes as the first real smile I had seen in months, drawing me close to press a kiss against my forehead. I leant my head against his chest, a tired but joyous smile upon my lips.

It was over, the war was over.

I peaked my eyes open, only to gasp in horror at the sight of Azog beneath our feet, that same dangerous smile painted across his features.

A scream wrenched itself from Thorin, his grip painfully tight on my waist. Looking down in horror to see the familiar blade that belonged to Azog’s arm. Only to be thrown from the warm embrace as the shriek and crackle of ice, landing on the hard frozen lake.

I looked up in time as Azog leapt up out of the ice, sending Thorin to the ground, barely pulling out his sword to stop the jagged metal from piercing his chest, arms shaking uncontrollably, barely able to hold his own against the towering Orc.

I shakily got to my feet, gripping my sword before running at him, screaming as I drove my sword deep into Azog’s chest, a guttural, bloodied gasp leaving his lips before I pulled him off of Thorin. With him staring up at me, I swung my sword down, once more pushing deep into the already gaping wound in his chest.

And as the light faltered in his eyes, I spat. ‘Burn in hell, filth.’

Without sparing a moment, I dropped to Thorin’s side, my hands clasping his face.

‘Thorin can you hear me? Are you okay?’

‘Y-Y/N ...’

I smiled as he gripped my hand, only for it to fade at the scarlet that covered his hand. Looking down I noticed the wound in his chest, the tunic he wore beneath his coat soaked in blood.

‘Oh lord Mahal-’ I whistled as loud as I could, looking up into the skies where the eagles continued to circle, their dark shadows passing amongst the cloud. Suddenly, I coughed violently, leaning away from Thorin, wiping at my mouth, only to find blood.

‘No no no-’

Again I whistled, body shaking as I looked around. A hand pressed against my cheek, gasping as Thorin looked up at me, a gentle smile on his lips.

‘It-it’s alright my dear one, it’s alright-’

I shook my head, pressing a firm kiss to his hand. ‘No no no Thorin. You are going to live! You will not die this day, you’ve just gotta stay awake for me, alright?’

‘I feel so sleepy ...’

I held back a sob, squeezing his hand. ‘I know, Thorin, I know but you have to keep your eyes open! Help is coming! Y-You made me promise you that we would try-that we would try a hand at us! You’ve gotta stay awake-’

However as the words left my lips, his eyelids slid closed, the grip faltering on my cheek as tiredness over took his entire body.

‘Thorin don’t you dare close your eyes!’ I cried, gripping his cheek while the other hand pressed down on his wound, trying to stem the blood that flowed over my fingertips. I looked around once again, screaming into the smoke that rose over the frozen peaks of the waterfall.

‘SOMEBODY HELP US! PLEASE SOMEBODY?!’

I screamed, and screamed, and screamed.

Even when my voice became hoarse, I still screamed at the top of my lungs.

Even as blood spilt down my clothes, I still cried out weakly.

And even as the shadows crept across my vision as I lay beside my unconcious lover, and the blurred outline of a figure came into view, I whimpered.

‘H-Help us ...’

I groaned as I opened my eyes, blinded by the piercing light that entered through the overhead windows. Slowly I sat up, gasping in pain that filled my side, and then I remembered.

The war, Azog. And Thorin.

I rushed to get out of bed, shakily getting to my feet only to fall foward towards the stone floor. However I didn’t make impact, held up by Kili.

‘What are you doing Y/N?! I’ve known you for being an early riser but you must stay in bed! Oin has commanded it!’

I gripped his arm as he helped me sit back on the soft mattress, sighing at the pounding in my head. Once blurring in my vision had faded, I really took in the scene around me to realise we were within the halls of Erebor.

Dwarves and dwarrodams with medical pouches walked through the aisles, standing beside other injured soldiers, a calmness settled over the entire room that we hadn’t felt for months. I looked back up towards him with a small smile.

‘It’s over isn’t it?’

He was hugging me before I could even register it, a small hiccup of pain leaving me before I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close. I ran a hand through his hair, chuckling-or a sobbing-I couldn’t even tell.

‘Oh thank Mahal you’re alright!’

‘The others are too.’ I couldn’t help but relax against him at his words, pulling away to look at him up and down, inspecting him carefully.

‘And you are not hurt?’

‘A few bruises and cuts, every soldier must to be able to tell the tales of war!’

I smiled, but once again thought back to the dwarf I had gone on that desperate mission to save. I gripped Kili’s hand painfully. ‘And Thorin? Is he-’

‘Alive and healing thanks to you.’

I sighed, this time an even greater weight lifting from me. Tears of relief rose in my eyes, looking up at the young dwarf who smiled down at me.

‘May I-’

‘Of course you can. Just don’t tell Oin I’m going against his orders taking away from your time of resting!’

Once dressed in my clothes, which I found had been washed and dried, felt clean against my skin, Kili led me to Thorin’s chambers. More like carried me, taking on most of my body weight to avoid leaning on my right side. I couldn’t help but smile at other dwarves and dwarrodams we passed, earning many in return.

We all had fought for this victory, and free of the Orc’s reign of darkness. Now we could finally smile without the fear of dying on the morrow.

We reached an ornate corridor, adorned with gold and jewels across the walls from roof to the marble floors, and at the very end I could see two guards guarding a large oak door, much different to the room Thorin had taken when ill under the dragon sickness.

There were two other dwarves standing before the entrance, chatting amongst themselves, turning to us as we arrived. With the door slightly ajar, I squinted, looking past the shoulders of the dwarves to see a Thorin, cleaned, bandaged, and peacefully resting,

‘We are here to visit the King-’

The door was shut with a slam, Kili cut off by the one who looked the oldest, his pointed nose raised to us and voice firm. ‘No one is to enter these chambers besides the King’s healer or advisors!’

The Prince scoffed. ‘Do you know who you’re talking to? I am King Thorin’s nephew, I am his kin and I order you to allow us in to see the King!’

‘I know who you are laddie, and I certainly know who this woman is.’

Why did it seem that everyone knew me before I knew them?

I looked toward the dwarf with a raised eyebrow. ‘And who do you think I am?’

He smirked. ‘Word of you reached Ered Luin long before the company of Thorin Oakenshield even reached the cusp of our homeland. Must’ve been a good offer you made our King to join such a company-’

‘I offered my skills-’

‘And much more I think.’

I stared down the second dwarf, cringing inwardly at the ugly smile he sent my way as he looked me up and down, a stare I wasn’t unfamiliar with.

I pushed off of Kili, now nose to nose with him. ‘Watch your tongue-’

‘And you will watch yours missy. You are nothing than a common woman with no title, no family, and nothing to give to this King, or this kingdom. And if word gets out that the King has fallen for a human? Oof, you better run further than the hills. You wouldn’t last a day-’

‘Is that a threat?’

‘No, it’s merely a warning! Because you will be ruined either way, whether you are dead, or defiled beyond reprieve.’

My gut churned at his words, an anger I hadn’t felt in a very long time burning inside me, the memories of my time as a prisoner at the hands of the orcs sweeping through my mind. Everything they had done to me, the way they tied me down, ripped my clothes off, and did nothing but violate me.

Kili, who hadn’t noticed my state, stepped forward in a rage. ‘How dare you speak of her in such a way! You are nothing but cowards! She saved the King’s life-’

‘Then that is her job done innit? Hurry along and find someone else to travel along with, maybe you’ll find some new purpose for yourself, become someone else’s bitch-’

I didn’t remain to hear the rest of the cruel dwarf’s words. Breathing uneven, tears streaming down my face, I ran through the halls, letting the calls of my name that rang out behind me fall deaf upon me.

It felt like everything was spinning, blurred as I fell against a wall, catching my breath, the taste of iron on my tongue. I gripped the marble beneath my nails, as if it would ground myself to reality, distract me from the images of the laughing orcs who had held me down, to dissolve the ugly smiles and laughter that erupted from them once they were finished.

‘Y/N? You silly woman, why are you out of bed? You should be resting! Your wound is bleeding again!’

My eyes shot open at the sight of Gandalf, standing tall over me. Almost instantly, the sternness in his features creased into worry, taking my face into his hands carefully, wiping away the tears.

‘Breathe my dear, breathe.’

I gasped, inhaling as much air as I could, gripping the wizards arms as sobs left me. With the shaking not ceasing, I looked back up towards Gandalf, tears still trekking down my face.

‘Please take me away from here Gandalf-’

‘Why? What has happened?’

I shook my head. ‘I can’t stay here, I-I can’t be here when Thorin wakes up. Please! Take me away from here!’

NEXT (The Aftemath - Coming soon)

A/N: I am so sorry this chapter took so long but here we are! Will it get better? We shall see! I’m sorry!! *runs away*

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