#ex aid lb

[t-u-i-t-c]

dan kuroto + text posts

#ex aid lb #kr lb #umbrella.edits #umbrella.posts #please do not repost #putting in the lb tags bc it's just a silly post #brought to you by me tagging a bunch of posts with his name and compiling a collection #these aren't all of them just the ones i think fit best for him that i've seen #feel like the dark mode suits him but really it's me just preferring the look of dark mode overall #click for higher quality

[ankhisms]

#SMACK. sibling moments #kr ex aid lb

[trills-n-clicks]

Lieutenant Shre Laverick

Mainly going by Shre, he's the lieutenant of TF Arach.

NONE OF THIS INFORMATION IS OF ACTUAL PEOPLE, SOME DETAILS ARE TAKEN FROM MYSELF BUT IT IS NOT BASED ON ME!!!

TF Arach Masterlist

DOB: January 25th 1993. [30 years old]

Relationships: ↓

//////// Pentick- Ex-partner <dead>

Mary Laverick- Mother <alive>

Dawson Yolen- Biological Father <dead>

James Laverick- Step-Father <dead>

Sharlet Yolen- Aunt (Father's side) <alive>

Lin ////////- Niece (Mother's side) <alive>

Bornel /////////- Brother <dead>

Sally /////////- Sister <alive> {Married to Alicia ///////}

Physical details: ↓

Head: Black, chin-length, mostly straight (1A) hair(he likes to keep it in a ponytail and clipped out of his face). Dark brown and hooded eyes. Slightly crooked, down-turned Greek nose. Thin lipped. Oval face shape.

Body: Mesomorphic, trapezoid shape, only way I can describe his build is Sleep Bod™

Marks (scars, birthmarks, tattoos, missing limbs, etc.): Large Phoenix tattoo on his back, from shoulder to shoulder. Birthmark from nose ala to corner of mouth in a curved shape. Scars include cuts across wrists from SH and interrogation from enemies. Burns from actual fires(spanning from legs to neck in splotches) and cigarettes(he was used as a bit of an ashtray, so trauma :'( ). Missing limbs include just his left pinky lost during torture from enemies. He's got a nose bridge piercing as well.

Other (height & weight stuff, skintone, nationality, etc.): His skintone is very pale, no freckles, a few moles scatter his body and face though. He's Australian and with relatives from Thailand. He's 7'2 (2.18m) and weighs 285 lbs (129.2 kgs). Yes he is a big boy. He likes wearing a grunge and steampunk mixed style, but he despises gears, instead going for chains. He likes the cling-clangy sounds they make.

Personality details: ↓

He's questioning his sexuality but knows he's greyromantic and on the ace spectrum. He's also a cis man. He likes the colors navy and black but will never admit that he is quite fond of deep red-ish pinks, especially roses. Outside people describe him as reserved, gloomy and quiet, but Arach describes him as sweet, wistful and quite father-like. And he may be an introvert, but he needs social interaction, otherwise he'll spiral down. He does have a sensitivity to smells, just smells them stronger in general. But he also had a few mental disorders including PTSD, Anxiety, and he's slightly on the spectrum for autism.

And Military info!: ↓

He joined in 2011 at 18 years old and was transferred to work in the SNS just 2 years after boot camp. He has skills in hostage rescue, basic emergency medical aid, covert operations, sniper techniques and knife combat. But he struggles in self hostage situations(ooo trauma) and clearing bodies(the smell always gets to him).

Basic picture using gacha(I just use the app to visualize what they'll look like with color) ↓

And I will insert a photo I drew below ↓ (it will not have color)

Left is his hair up and right is it down, ok it's not the best but it was my first variant of him and the rest are doodles.

I'm sorry if it's too long, read if you want but you really don't have to, he will be basically described in the fic.

#call of duty modern warfare #call of duty mwii #call of duty #call of duty oc #call of duty original character #cod mwii #cod mw2 #cod #cod oc art #cod ocs #cod original character #cod oc #mwii #mw2 oc #mw2 #mwii oc #Trill's OCs!

[sebeth]

Who's Who In The DC Universe #1: The Atom I, The Atom II, The Atomic Knight, The Atomic Skull, Auron

The Atom I by Rick Hoberg & Romeo Tanghal

The “original 98-lb. weakling, Al Pratt bought dinner for a drunken vagabond who turned out to be Joe Morgan, a former boxing champ

Morgan put Pratt through an intensive training and exercise program

Pratt chose to become a costumed crime-fighter instead of pursuing a boxing career

Atom gained “atomic strength” from an encounter with Cyclotron in 1948

The Atom was a charter member of the Justice Society and later joined the All-Star Squadron

The Atom retired after the JSA’s breakup in the 1950s

He later became a professor of nuclear physics and married a woman named Mary

Al’s godson is Nuklon  (aka Atom-Smasher) of Infinity Inc

He remains mostly retired but will don the costume when duty calls

The Atom made frequent appearances in the various Justice Society series and in All-Star Squadron. Damage (Grant Emerson) was later revealed to be Al Pratt’s long-lost son. If I remember correctly, Atom died in the Zero Hour mini-series so he never encountered Grant. I am unsure of the explanation behind the disappearance of Al & Marys son or how Grant ended up in the bad guy’s custody.

The Atom II by Gi Kane

Ray Palmer was a graduate student trying to find a way to reduce matter in an effort to aid farmers in increasing their yield. Ray discovered white dwarf matter was needed to successfully reduce objects.

Palmer shrunk himself in order to free himself and others from a cave-in.

Ray became a professor at Ivy University and the hero known as the Atom.

Palmer married Jean Loring but the duo later divorced.

Ray and Jean told their story to author Norman Brawler, ending Ray’s secret identity.

Ray suffered adverse health effects due to years of exposure to white dwarf matter.

He currently lives with an alien culture located somewhere in South America, permanently remaining at his six-inch size. The aliens are around six inches in height.

I’ve always loved Ray – a likable, relatable genius. “The Sword of the Atom” was the mini-series/special where Ray moves to South America. He fell in love with one of the aliens (I can’t remember her name) but their love was doomed when loggers (I think) destroyed the alien civilization, causing her death.

Ray returned to America, solved his shrinking health-related issues, and resumed his heroic adventures.

The 2000s were not friendly to Ray. Jean, his ex-wife, decided to murder Sue Dibny, among others, for…reasons. Ray became a shrunken recluse allowing Ryan Choi to become the third atom. Donna Troy, Jason Todd, and Kyle Rayner searched the multiverse for Ray Palmer for…reasons. Jean Loring became Eclipso and a Black Lantern and murdered more people for…reasons. Ryan Choi, a delightful character, was murdered for…reasons causing Ray to resume the mantle of Atom.

Did DC have to murder Ryan? DC has dozens of speedsters, kryptonians and Bat Family members. I think the universe can handle two Atoms.

…reasons = bad storylines I can’t be bothered to remember the details of.

Ray has had multiple solo titles and is a long-standing member of the Justice League.

Ray has appeared in the Justice League Unlimited cartoon and made multiple appearances in CW’s Arrowverse, most notably the Legends of Tomorrow series.

The Atomic Knight by Murphy Anderson

Gardner Grayle was an army sergeant who was placed in a sensory deprivation tank and subjected to a series of simulations, studying his response to nuclear war and its aftermath

Grayle tapped into his latent telepathic abilities and took over the simulations and the staff

He fantasized beyond a nuclear war, instead conjuring up a fantasy where he and a group of others wore radiation-proof suits of armor. The Atomic Knights helped restore order to post World-War III America.

The fantasies expanded to include an appearance by the mythological Hercules

Grayle fell in love with Marene Herald, a psychiatrist attached to the project and included her in his fantasies

Superman discovered the project when Grayle’s fantasies began reshaping reality. Superman shut down the project and freed Grayle from the tank.

The sergeant had to re-adjust to life in the real world and Marlene’s real place in his life.

Grayle joined S.T.A.R. Labs and use his precognitive abilities to prevent catastrophes

Grayle occasionally dons a suit of armor, stolen from the army, and goes into action as the Atomic Knight

The only Atomic Knight(s) I’ve read was their appearance in the Convergence Legion Of Super-Heroes mini-series. I will say, if I was stuck in a sensory deprivation tank and subjected to a series of post-Nuclear War scenarios, I too would create my own fantasy world.

The Atomic Skull by Curt Swan and Murphy Anderson

Albert Michaels was a director of S.T.A.R. who suffered from a rare nervous disorder that short-circuited the electrical impulses of his brain.

Michaels stole his own inventions from S.T.A.R. and turned them over to SKULL, where he quickly became the leader

Skull attempted to cure Michaels by implanting a neural pacemaker made of radium in his brain.

The implant malfunctioned, mutating Michaels’ brain waves into a new form of energy

The Atomic Skull is a C – D level Superman villain. He did make a few appearances in the Justice League Unlimited cartoon.

Auron

Kidnapped by the Psions, the Okaaran woman X-Hal was forced to take part in a genetic experiment and was mated with a Branx warrior. The mating produced two children, one who became the first Citadelian, the other the being called Lambien.

The Citadelian left Okaara when X’Hal went mad and destroyed three of Vega’s 25 planets in her fury.

Lambien was raised by X’Hal once the Warlords of Okaara found a way to harness the incredible power granted her by the Psions’ experiment.

Lambien received some of X’Hal’s powers and appointed himself the guardian of Okarra

Lambien later joined the Omega Men

His power continued to grow and though he feared he may become as insane as his mother, he retained his sanity

Lambien changed his name to Aurion

Aurion and the Omega Men destroyed a Gordian fleet of Citadel slavers on earth and then returned to Vega, where they helped end the Citadel tyranny.

If you are a fan of the Wolfman/Perez era of the Teen Titans, a few of these names should be familiar even if you’ve never read an issue of Omega Men. The Citadel and the Warlords of Okaara feature in the origin of Starfire. And Kori swears by “X’Hal” in almost every Titans issue. Marv Wolfman is the creator of the Omega Men and Starfire which is why he can interweave the story elements between the two series. Starfire debuted in late 1980 and the Omega Men in mid-1981.

I’ve never read the 1980s Omega Men series (it’s on my TBR list as I’ve heard it is excellent). I have read many of the other appearances of the Omega Men from the 1980s to present day – their Teen Titans appearances, the Invasion, the Adam Strange, Rann-Thanagar War, and Tom King mini-series and I can’t recall Auron featuring in any of them.

Love the Omega Men, they’re a fun group.

#dc comics #dcu #atom #al pratt #ray palmer #atomic knight #atomic skull #auron #omega men #teen titans #starfire #marv wolfman #who's who in the dc universe

[dark-twist-fairytales]

Keegan Moore

Here is the information on Keegan!

Tw!: Implied child abuse. Scarring (visualized).

NSFW warning: Tattoo placement is on the front of thighs, and while it isn't explicit or detailed, just a pre-emptive warning.

~Name information~

Name: Keegan Sage Moore

Nicknames + Origin: Kee- Shortened verision of his name due to not being able to say it fully. Sagey- Derived of his middle name, but only used by family. Tic-Tock- A nickname given by bullies, and while used in a derogatory way, uses it in pride in the bully's face.

Pronouns: He/HIm/His/Himself, but also accepts They/Them/Theirs/Themself

Meaning behind name: 'Keegan', a name pre-picked by his father, no matter if they were a boy or girl. 'Sage', a name picked by his mother for the nature match amongst her children. 'Moore', lost to history for him

~Base Information~

Age: 27

Birthday: July 8th (07/08)

Height: 6 foot 6 inches (198.12 cm)

Weight: 217 lbs (98.43 kg)

Sexuality: Asexual, Demi-Romantic

Meaning: Asexual means he doesn't feel a strong sexual attraction to people. Demi-romatic means he feels a romantic attraction to people ONLY after he developes a strong friendship/gets to know them for a while.

~Physical Information~

Scars: 

Explanation: Burns (Cigs) - Kee's stims has always happened, even while a child. His mother, not pleased with it, would place lit cigarettes against his shoulders. | Cluster Burn Scars, Hypertrophic - These are raised scars from multiple burn scars being placed in the same spot. | Knife #2 - This is the reason his father is in prison. An attack towards his siblings with a knife. He took the hit on his hand, and stalled his father enough for the police to come and take him away. This happened when they were 15 | Knife #1 - A bully attacked at school at age 17, while in high school. It looks less like the 2nd cut, since his sister was nearby and was taking first aid classes.

Hair Type: Medium brown, thick, fluffy, and cut a certain way for sentimental reasons.

Eyes: A dark blue with purple-ish undertones. Some reports spot stars of red in them when angry and speaking full sentences, others report golden specks when actively talking.

Distinguishing Features: Uneven haircut. Large scars on palm of left hand. Large patch of burns on top of both shoulders.

Piercings: None

Jewelry: Sometimes wears a red and white, mushroom patterned ring on right hand, but only a few days out of the year.

Tattoos: One on lower back that a needle and thread running though 'MOORE' with the thread connected to a spool, and another on both thighs that is the solar system connected like a puzzle

~Medical Information~

Physical Disabilities: Speech disabability, unable to say the letter/sound 'n' or too complex of words.

Gained?: Had since birth (mother smoked during pregnancy)

Allergies: None that he's aware of.

Dietary Specifications: No special need.

Mental Disabilities: Seperation Anxiety (minor form, but can get intense at certain moments). Night Terrors (not reported nightly, may be connected to anxiety). Learning disablity (origin unknown, only seemed to be in English/Language Arts/Reading, but only ever in English)

~Family Information~

Mother: Anabell Lily Moore (maiden name: Kindle). Deceased.

Father: Nicholas Morsal Moore. Alive, in prison

Siblings: 4

Older Brother: Nicholas Morsal Moore II. Alive, ex-Toppat member, currently house-husband

Older Sister: Natalia Lilith Moore. Dead.

Triplet Sibling (Younger): Conner Rose Moore. Alive, tattoo artist

Triplet Sister (Younger): Laurn Rosemary Moore. Alive, doctor

Distant Realatives Relevant?: Yes

Uncles: Rhett Hamlet & Flynn Jameson Kindle

Why: Cared for triplets after they turned 16

Life Before The Clan:

It was complicated. He couldn't get a job when he was old enough to move out, and he had to move out once he turned 18 for legal reasons. Unlike his siblings, he didn't have anything set for him academically, and took to crime to get money to pay for anything. He did get paid for a few things, like his tattoo was paid for and he got money for it for being a test for a new ink gun and ink (courtesy of Conner). He still in contact with his siblings, being the eldest triplet, but they aren't often seen around each other.

Powers?: There is an odd occurance, typically seen the strongest around his siblings, but the only thing people can explain it as.. 'Stars within the void, both so bright and so dark, that it's impossible to see'.. Whatever that means.

Joining the clan

Roommates with Ezhno

#henry stickmin oc #my art! #information plotting #tw scars #scars #keegan moore #edit: ON HIS OWN POST I SPELT HIS NAME WRONG IN THE TAGS #IM SO SORRY KEE

[truthlassoed]

          ❝ i’m willing to fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. ❞

« adria arjona, 5,000 (immortal), she/her, dc comics » ∙∙ loading case file for diana prince. known aliases, if any: wonder woman. current location: new york, new york.  current occupation: museum curator. she is known to be compassionate and unyielding, so proceed with caution. their current alliance: civilian. penned by ree. ©

GENERAL DETAILS.

full name: diana of themyscira (birth), diana prince (civilian). nickname(s): di, princess diana. name meaning: "divine." age: 5,000 years old. date of birth: march 22nd. place of birth: island of themyscira. race: amazonian. gender and species: cis woman, demigoddess. pronouns: she/her/hers. sexual orientation: bisexual, with a preference for women. romantic orientation: biromantic. religion: hellenism. occupation: museum curator, princess of themyscira. education level: masters in art history from columbia. living arrangements: a penthouse apartment in manhattan. speaking voice and accent: very diplomatic and proper. the amazons have their own accent but she’s developed more of an american one from living in the states. spoken languages: she is omnilingual and can speak multiple languages.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.

faceclaim: adria arjona. hair color and style: wavy waist-length black hair. eye color: blue. height: 5′10". weight: 132 lbs. body and build: slender and athletic frame with a well-toned yet muscular build. tattoos: none. piercings: both ear lobes. clothing style: classic and elegant looks with a lot of monochrome colors. her taste in jewelry is sophisticated yet chic. distinguishing characteristics: defined cheekbones, freckles under her eyes. signature scent: amouage honour 43 fragrance.

HEALTH.

sleeping habits: tries to go to sleep before 11 pm every night, but will sometimes stay up late watching the cooking network. eating habits: a lot of greens: salads, vegetables, and legumes. she is a vegetarian and rarely eats dairy products. sociability: diana seems to garner attention wherever she goes. rarely does she need to seek out conversations with others as they usually come to her. she is a very sociable and respected woman in many circles. addictions: n/a. drug abuse: n/a. alcohol use: will have a glass of wine every so often but nothing excessive.

PERSONALITY.

label(s): the god killer, the independent woman, the soiled dove, the animal lover, beware the nice one, heart of gold, the amaranth, the heroine. positive traits: compassionate, honest, intelligent, generous, resilient. negative traits: stubborn, opinionated, naïve, unyielding, competitive. astrology: aries. personality type: enfj. moral alignment: neutral good. hogwarts house: gryffindor. element: air. primary vice: pride. primary virtue: kindness. weather: sunny days. color: red. music: marina. movie: roman holiday. book: little women. beverage: pinot noir. food: ice cream. animal: owl. season: spring.

FAMILY.

mother: hippolyta, queen of the amazons. father: zeus, king of the gods of olympus. significant other: n/a. best friend: lois lane, artemis (on themyscira). exes: steve trevor (deceased). sibling(s): jason (twin brother), ares (half-brother), eris (half-sister), hercules (half-brother, deceased). children: n/a. extended family: antiope (aunt, deceased), cassie sandsmark (neice), the gods of olympus. pet(s): n/a.

short bio: as a young girl, diana was told stories of how she was molded from clay and brought to life by the greek gods to be a leader for her people. born on the island of themyscira comprised entirely of female warriors, they looked to her for guidance and strength in times of hardship. several thousand years later, diana was called upon to be their representative to aid men in their war against each other. it was then that the princess learned of the true heritage her mother had kept secret from her for so long. she was in fact the daughter of zeus, hidden for centuries to shield her from the wrath of his wife, hera. though angered at this discovery, she fulfilled her duties in man’s world and fought to end world wars i & ii before going into hiding. diana made a promise to herself that she would no longer interfere in the affairs of men. unless, of course, a time would come when she had no choice.

#❛ pain shapes a woman into a warrior : ( s t u d y ) . #bio .

[pugetsoundsocialistrifle]

hi! i was wondering, what’s a good gun for someone who’s never used a gun before?

Good question!

The short answer is “Get a 9mm Glock 19 Gen 5.”

The long answer is...

I’d say that it partly depends on what use-case you have in mind for that gun. Different guns have different purposes, so I’d be recommending something different for self defense versus hunting versus just something simple and cheap to plink targets with.

I’d caution you to learn how to use a gun BEFORE you go out and buy one. And I don’t mean just watching youtube videos, though some ARE helpful, but to drill in good habits of safe and correct handling and operation it is very helpful to get instruction from a professional. Classes can be expensive and are often taught by ex-cops and other types of right-wing weirdos, so even though I want to say “Find an SRA chapter instead,” I recognize that SRA chapters are not everywhere (yet). So I have to say it is worth the money to get instruction from a professional, even if it’s a right-wing environment. I’ve done this before. I left my antifa patches at home and just internally cringed whenever the instructor made cop-brained comments. However, this is up to you because only you know your own individual circumstances. I do not know your situation or where you live. I am not endorsing that you intentionally put yourself in a situation where you think you will be discriminated against. It is simply imperative to learn how to use a tool before you invest the money in buying one. It is dangerous to own a tool and not be able to effectively and safely operate it.

before you buy a gun, have a way to securely store your gun and ammunition. (In your HOME. Never leave your gun in your car.) I would recommend a gun safe over a gun lock because it’s harder for someone to remove or force open a safe than it is to remove a gun lock or simply steal a gun and remove the lock later, especially if your safe is bolted to the wall and/or floor. There are drywall anchors rated for 80+ lbs. This matter is even more important if you have roommates or kids. Your state may have legal requirements on where and how you store your gun, so make sure to look those up ASAP.

Find someone who would be willing to hold your firing pin or other vital part if you are having a personal crisis. The #1 source of gun deaths is suicide, which even if you think it doesn't affect you, is still an important reason to SECURE YOUR GUN AND AMMUNITION.

Also also also, get an Individual First Aid Kit (IFAK) from North American Rescue (NAR) or another reputable retailer and learn how to use it. Learn how to apply a tourniquet and HAVE AN IFAK WITH YOU WHENEVER YOU HAVE A GUN WITH YOU.

So with all that said, if you want something that is simple to operate, reliable, practical for defense, low-maintenance, high-quality, easy to find replacement parts for, easy to find gunsmiths who could repair it, easy to find ammunition for, magazines aren’t very expensive, has lots of good options for aftermarket mods, is still perfectly good with stock parts, and can be covertly carried, get a 9mm Glock 19 Gen 5. If you join the glock sports shooting foundation (GSSF) you can get a glock at “blue label” prices which is the same significant discount that cops pay. Should be $400-500.

My first gun was a glock and I haven't regretted it once.

To start you out, have a playlist of videos that solidly cover firearm basics from a youtube gun guy.

Also, have a video of how a glock works. (This is the same mechanical operations of the glock 19 as well as all other glock pistols.)

– Anonymous Contributor #1312, Puget Sound Socialist Rifle Association

#guns #edc #glock19

[monterraverde]

“Rules”: repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, feel free to add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!  

tagging: 👀

B A S I C S

Name: Rika Navarro Age:  28 Birthdate: 17/7/1994 Species: Human (Half-Elf) Gender: Female Orientation: Bisexual Profession: Data Entry and Organization at Silph Co., Ex-Elite Four

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair:  Green, long, thin and wispy hair that comes to rest on the back of her thighs. Eyes: Garnet Red Skin: Slightly tanned pale skin marred by battle scars of varying origin (Pokemon attacks, raising dragons, abuse) Height: 5'4" Weight: 110 lbs

F A M I L Y

Siblings: Isabella Navarro (Younger Sister) Parents: Antonio Navarro (Father, AWOL), Cassandra Navarro (Mother, Deceased), Hassel (Adoptive Father) Grandparents: Unknown Other Relatives: Wallace Waters (Cousin), Lisia (First cousin once removed), Wallaces immediate family (Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin), Giovanni (Adopted Uncle, Informal) Any Pets? Partners: So many pokemon its hard to count

S K I L L S

Organization

Charisma

First-aid

Dragon taming

Pokémon Syncing

Pokemon battle

Pokemon training

Dance (Flamenco and Ballet)

Stealth

Deception

Persuasion

T R A I T S

—— Positive —— Cheerful, Motherly, Caring, Fun-loving, Strong willed, Adamant, Protective, Powerful, Determined, Goal Oriented. —— Negative —— Stubborn, Clingy, Depressed, Quick to anger, (Slightly) Sore loser, Haunted.

L I K E S

Colors: Green, Red, White, Black, Gold, Earth tones. Smells: Rain, petrichor, hot sand, lush forests, campfires, the ocean, Whiskey, Rum, Wine, Citrus fruits. Textures: Dragon scales, carding fingers through hair, Sand under your feet, fleece, blubber, smooth stone, smooth leather, fur. Drinks: Milk tea, Whiskey, Rum, Sangria, Wine, Coffee, fruit sodas.

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes?: Used to, recently quit Drugs:  No Driver License: Yes, In paldea, for Cars, motorcycles and Cyclizar. Been Arrested?: Yes, assault charge was dropped shortly after though.

Tagged by: @redlegend

#:: about Rika #:: king and crown

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#Berline #ConstructeurJaponais #Coupé #Honda #HondaCivic

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#he's so happy for taiga 🥹 #ex aid lb #kr lb #umbrella.thoughts #umbrella.posts

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@pleuvoire

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[antitheticpages]

MAGGIE REYNOLDS

FULL NAME: maggie parker reynolds NICKNAME(S): mags, ren, agent reynolds ALIAS(ES): anna bullock, cherilyn sarkisian AGE: 33 (though varies depending on the verse) GENDER: cis female PLACE OF BIRTH:  inglewood, united states of america HOMETOWN: inglewood, united states of america EDUCATION: associates degree from hudson county community college; bachelor’s degree in law from rutgers university ACCOMPLISHMENTS: juris doctor degree from ru; successfully completing education at the academy in quantico. JOB HISTORY: legal aid, manhattan; fbi special agent

EYE COLOR: hazel, often presents as green HAIR COLOR: brown HEIGHT: 5’3” WEIGHT: 125 lbs. SIBLING(S): twin brother, mason parker reynolds (deceased) EXTENDED FAMILY: charles reynolds (uncle) ; lorena reynolds (aunt), deceased; cousin, layla reynolds PROFESSIONAL: john verico (fbi), jordan taylor (dea contact) PERSONAL: nick wilson (ex-almost), sarna ashford (deceased)

TRIGGER WARNINGS: familial death, mentions of terminal illness, terrorism, & human trafficking.

responsible father deceased when they were young, mother dropped the ball but they took care of each other, as well as her. as teenagers, maggie and mason (14) were taken in by their aunt and uncle, charles & lorena reynolds and their daughter layla (10).  they were moved from california to new jersey. tragedy struck just two short years later when lorena was involved in a car accident that took her life. charles was left raising three children under the age of 18 by himself. two of which were not his own, yet he raised as such.

after graduating from high school, maggie attended columbia university for a bachelor’s degree in law, which she received before continuing onto a career in the legal profession at a law firm in lower-manhattan, where she worked for five years.

Instead of enrolling in college, mason enlisted into the military. once he returned from active duty, deciding not to pursue a military career, mason was the original of the twins with the desire to become a special agent for the fbi, and eventually was able to convince maggie to train alongside him. when they turned 27, after a thorough vetting process, they were both accepted to the fbi academy in quantico, virginia.

the start of her fbi career, at age 28, was as an agent within the counterintelligence division, of which her brother was also pledged. Both individually, and in concert, the twins began tackling case files and assisted in the apprehension and arrest of those involved within terrorist organizations. Eventually they both joined the undercover program and were occasionally split up for their respective cases. for maggie’s first undercover role, the drug enforcement agency requested her (due to lack of available female agents) for a case that targeted a medical doctor who was trading prescriptions for sex. after a few easy visits to the office, they were able to obtain enough information to arrest and prosecute.

everything changed four years later when mason was tragically killed during the planned infiltration of a terrorist cell. for some time, maggie was kept out of the field until she was able to pass rigorous psychological evaluations that proved she was fit for field work once again.

upon returning to the field, her resolve was greater than before. she wanted to do the best she could to prevent further loss of innocent life. Eventually, she joins the human trafficking task force within the criminal investigation division and dedicates herself to prevention, detection and rescue of human trafficking victims.

#maggie*

[the-vampire-den]

Shiori Matsuzaka

Name: Shiori Matsuzaka

Height: 5'2

Weight: 115 lbs

Blood Type: O

Likes: Normalcy, girls

Dislikes: Vampires, magic

Sexuality: Lesbian

Birthday: December 7th

Personality: Shiori despises her situation. Turned by her ex-girlfriend and the best friend of Miyu, it's often up to her to stop her best friend's immoral deeds. She's the one who needs to protect the humans she considers friends and allies, and she fears the idea of ever drinking human blood, lest she become more than a fledgling and lose the ability to reverse the vampirism. She actively searches for a cure to her situation, and though Miyu loves being a vampire and doesn't understand how Shiori could feel differently, she respects her enough to aid in her search for a cure, despite knowing that Shiori becoming human would lead to the two being separated forever, as Miyu is the predator and Shiori the prey.

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#🎵 Shiori

[chaotic-cute]

Diabolik Lovers OC

Basics

Name: Josephine Ako Age: 19 Species: Witch Race: French (Mom) and Japanese (Dad) Eyes: Dark Purple Hair: Dark Purple Height: 170cm (5′7″ ish) Weight: 90.7 kg (200 lbs)

Personality

Her personality type is INFJ

She is kinda a scaredy cat ngl but she tries to act tough

She is very naive and believes deep down everyone is good, it’s just that people have been hurt so badly they want to act bad. 

She is very friendly and easily excited

Super bubbly 

People think she’s dumb even though she’s pretty smart

Super sensitive and will cry if someone mentions her weight :/ 

Powers

 From her mom, she can grow flowers and plants along with speaking with animals and having them aid her. Later on in her life, she is able to have animals attack others and get a familiar, Nacho. Nacho is a black cat that is very clingy to Josephine and wants to sleep all the time. 

 From her dad, she can communicate with the dead and see them. She can ask them for help and move them on peacefully. Later on in her life, she is able to have spirits use their need for revenge in her favor and attack someone.

 Having these two powers, as she comes to accept the death part of her, she can revive people from the dead and move on parts of the living to rest. She can also harm the dead and send them to hell.

 Although she sounds like an almighty being, she’s kinda weak, physically.With her intelligence and magic, her lack of strength, and reaction time (sometimes) she can easily get folded like an omelet.

 She gets sick after using her powers. Often feeling like a bad omen, and if she pushes herself too hard she can cough up blood. Or worse, faint.

Relatives Kuro Ako (Brother) (Alive) Age: 22 Species: Witch Powers: Transformation into people and animals. He can not turn into anything that is not alive Chole Sauveterre (Mother) (Dead) Age: 42 (when dead) Species: Witch Powers: Healing of anything, speaking to animals and plants, restoring life basically How did she die?: Karl Heinz :) (figure out later)

Takeshi Ako (Father) (Dead) Age: 45 (when dead) Species: Witch Powers: Grim Reaper (basically can kill anything he touches and move them onto another plane) How did he die?: Karl Heinz  Jacquline Sauveterre (Aunt) (Alive for now) Age: 50 Species: Witch Powers: Mind reading and psychic abilities (seeing people’s futures a little and know people well) How will she die?: Guess... It’s fucking Karl Heinz

Relationship

oh boy where to begin...

She is very affectionate

Can and will smother you with kisses and hugs

“Hello, darling, I made you your lunch for today! I noticed you didn’t eat yesterday and it’s important to eat. I love you!”

Yea no she’s very clingy

Gets very flustered by flirting from someone and is over all very shy

Her ex is an incubus named Leon 

She loved him more than everything and thought they were gonna get married someday until he cheated on her.

Kuro may or may not have taken some teeth from him <3

When she is around the boys she’s on guard, knowing how they are with Yui.

Not to mention she listened to the horror stories from other witches of how vile they can be. 

She loves getting forehead kisses.

She did have sex with Leon before and can see why people love sex so much but she feels like she can’t fuck someone unless she really likes them.

Lowkey melts if she’s called princess and is a sucker for pet names

Might be suitable for Reiji, Shu, Ruki or Laito

Unsure on which one to pick for her

#Diabolik Lovers #diabolik lovers oc #diabolik lovers shu #Shu Sakamaki #diabolik lovers reiji #reiji sakamaki #diabolik lovers anime #diabolik lovers ayato #ayato sakamaki #diabolik lovers kanato #kanato sakamaki #diabolik lovers laito #laito sakamaki #diabolik lovers subaru #subaru sakamaki #diabolik lovers yui #yui komori #diabolik lovers ruki #Ruki Mukami #diabolik lovers kou #kou mukami #diabolik lovers yuma #yuma mukami #diabolik lovers azusa #azusa mukami #diabolik lovers karlheinz #karlheinz sakamaki

[the-forbidden-tuna]

Soren beats anorexia: an Ikesoren wg fanfic

this is my first fic! I hope I did a good job!

After the end of the mad king's war the Greil Mercenaries continued their work as they had before the war. Their duties were much like those they had before the war, such as clearing up bandits, finding people that went missing during the war, and many more messes that had been left behind after Ashnard’s rampage.

     The Greil mercenaries now fought against a group of bandits south of Melior, the war and the subsequent failed occupation of daein had crippled the economy of crimea and many had turned to thievery in order to survive.

"Shinon, provide cover! Boyd, back me up here! Soren, I need you to watch my back!" Boyd and Shinon rushed to his aid as Ike fought a particularly burly looking bandit with an eyepatch who was flanked by a weedy looking archer and a female thunder mage. “C'mon boys! Let's show these knight wannabes what real war is like!” yelled the eyepatched bandit.

Most bandits were inexperienced and weak compared to the mercenaries

however, these ones proved to be far more dangerous than the others, likely they were ex-military. The eyepatch bandit blocked Ike's every strIke and the archer used his cover well against shinon. Meanwhile, Boyd was stuck running from boulder to boulder to avoid the thunder mage's spells. "dangit, we're getting torn up over here where is Soren?!" "huff, huff, here Ike, I'm coming!" Soren staggered out from behind a rock, pale in the face, he looked terrible, his face was gaunt with a dazed expression and he looked like he was about to pass out at any second. "Can you help me against this guy?" shouted Ike, "I’ll, *huff*, try, I don't have many spells left in this tome" wheezed Soren. Soren casted a wind spell at the eyepatched bandit, but it was a glancing blow that only seemed to make him angrier. Soren attempted to cast another one, but halfway through the attempt, he collapsed. "Soren!" shouted Ike "Rhys get over here and help him! get him out of here!" Titania you cover Rhys and Soren, make sure the archers don't get them". The eyepatched bandit took advantage of the momentary confusion and struck at Ike with his axe. Ike moved out of the way at the last second but the blade left a deep laceration in his bicep. Ike then thrust his blade into the bandit's chest. Titania rushed through and struck at the thunder mage, decapitating her in a single blow. Shinon wasn’t faring too well, the enemy archer shot an arrow through his shoulder as he leaned out to take a shot, fortunately, before the enemy could take another shot, an arrow sprouted from his neck and the enemy collapsed, choking on blood. Shinon looked to the direction the arrow had come from and caught sight of rolf sitting in a tree, giving him a thumbs up “not bad, kid” Shinon called out with a proud, rare grin on his face.  

After the battle Ike rushed to Rhys, shoving past mist who was trying desperately to patch Ike's wound. "What happened? Is he sick? did he get hit with a poisoned arrow?" asked Ike urgently " is he gonna be alright?". Rhys looked up at him "he should be fine, and so far I haven't seen any signs of an infection, it instead looks like he collapsed from exhaustion" said Rhys. "He hasn't done that before!" said Ike, "we rest often and stay in shape, he trains just like the rest of us!". Rhys looked to Soren who was groggily returning to consciousness “what did you have for breakfast this morning?” he asked “does your stomach hurt? Do you feel like you have food poisoning?” “I was too busy, I didn’t have any, I didn’t need it.” said Soren grumpily. A look of realization crossed across Rhys’ face “ah” he said and turned to Ike,  "I think it's malnutrition, come to think of it, he doesn't eat nearly as much as the rest of us".  It was true, Soren was stick thin with a slow metabolism, while Ike would gorge on 2 lbs of meat at dinner, Soren would only eat a single rib or just a salad. Despite how divine Oscar's cooking was, Soren seemed to eat only the bare minimum of what was necessary for him to survive, and in this case, less than even that. "You need to get him to eat more, Ike, or else another episode like this might get him killed, plus this could compromise our strength as a unit" said Rhys. Ike sighed, "i'll see what i can do".

That night at dinner Soren only ate a tiny cup of soup "cmon Soren, you need to eat much more than that" said Ike. "Since when did you care about how much i eat? this is the portion size I typically have" snorted Soren "since you almost died today" said Ike as he held out a spoonful of soup for him "you need to have more energy if you are to fight with us". "I'm full!" snarled Soren "this is enough!" "Sounds like you're hangry" said Ike, smiling. An annoyed expression crossed Soren’s face “wow that is the dumbest word I've ever heard” he said, shaking his head. “I tell you what, I'll feed you a little more food each dinner so you can gradually get used to the larger portion sizes without any pain. Does that sound good?" asked Ike wearily, "Ike if i have any more I think i'm going to rupture my stomach" said Soren. "You won't! I assure you!" said Ike, he leaned in "look, you're the tactician, so tell me, how does having one key unit that might faint from hunger at the most critical time affect our combat effectiveness or chance for victory?" "It'll decrease it" said Soren with a defeated expression on his face "fine, i'll do it" he leaned over to the spoon Ike held out and drank the soup.

And that was how it was, Soren would eat to his fill and Ike would hand feed him a little extra, and then the next day Soren would be able to eat a little more. The more Soren ate, the more he seemed to enjoy food, and the more willing he was to let Ike feed him. It continued like this until Soren had increased to a healthy weight, and Ike stopped hand feeding him, their combat effectiveness grew and Soren never had another fainting episode.

However, even after Ike stopped hand feeding him, Soren kept increasing his portion sizes. He started to adore food, stuffing himself until near bursting at every meal. Mealtime became the thing he looked forward to every day. He ate more and more until eventually he was eating as much as Ike.

Without Ike's musculature and lightning-fast metabolism however, Soren began to grow heavier. It was barely noticeable at first, his pants became a bit more difficult to pull up in the morning, his clothes became tighter, his rounder buttocks stood out when he leaned down, his belt began to dig in around his waistline. However as the months came and went, Soren's weight gain sped up, his portion sizes surpassed Ike's and he developed cravings for fattier and sugarier foods. Sorens formerly emaciated body began to swell and bloat, his flat chest rounded into a budding pair of moobs, his flat stomach gradually inflated into a large round flabby belly that sagged over his belt, the bottom forming a "w" shape. A pair of love handles strained against the sides of his shirt and wobbled as he walked. His butt grew wider and rounder, and his thighs and biceps expanded against his straining sleeves. Soren's face began to fill out and look chubbier, forming a double chin when he looked downward. To Ike, Soren seemed rather oblivious to his weight gain, only seeming to notice small things like how hard it was to button his pants, or how he got out of breath after walking a short distance to the latrine. Ike should have been upset at this, seeing his prized tactician and best friend gaining weight, however the extra pounds didn't seem to affect Soren's performance in battle very much. His magical prowess was as good as ever and his tactical insight was as sharp as ever, he did not need to be an agile muscular man swinging a sword to be effective. No, Ike, who had not felt much in the way of sexual attraction in his life up until now, felt a different feeling as he watched Soren's waistline expand, his belly hanging lower and lower, his face and cheeks getting chubbier and chubbier, and the sides of his butt growing closer and closer to the edges of the chair he sat on at dinner. Overpowering lust.

One year after Soren began eating more, Ike was lying half asleep in his room at an abandoned estate the greil mercenaries set up camp in for the night when he heard a pleasured moan coming from the bathroom. Ike got up wearily, picked up a dagger, just in case the noise was from an intruder, and sneaked over. He peeked around the corner to the bathroom and his face flushed red. Inside sat a nude Soren on the latrine, masturbating. His now uncombed and unbraided black hair hung down to his elbows all around his face, which showed an expression of utter intense ecstasy, panting and grinning. Soren had to be around 350 pounds by now. His thighs were wider than his waist was when he first started increasing his portions, while his moobs had grown into sagging flabby honkers that would be the envy of Titania and Mist. The red area around the young Mage’s nipples had grown from the size of dimes to circles 3 inches in diameter. his love handles had expanded, sagging and covered in thick, itchy red stretch marks. Soren’s double chin was prominent now, even showing itself when Soren stood completely straight. The most notable feature, however, was Soren's engorged belly, a huge, thick, soft orb covered in hundreds of angry red stretch marks that hung down halfway down his thighs and over his dick, which Soren was lifting up his belly with his left arm in order to reach. "Goddess, im so fucking SEXY, gonna keep eating until im the fattest fuck in all of tellius, make fucking Oliver look malnourished, Goddess I need MORE, I want to be so fucking FAT” he whispered, his voice dripping with primal, thirsty craving. Then suddenly he let out a massive belch and ejaculated, spraying cum all over the soft, creamy fat of his underbelly. Soren moaned in pleasure, his dark hair hanging over his eyes. He then stood up and turned around to wipe up the small amount of cum that had fallen on the floor. Ike let out a squeak as this action revealed Sorens massive, cellulite-dimpled bare ass to Ikes eyes.

for most of his life, Ike was afraid he was asexual, almost nothing had him turned on, he knew what beauty was and which people he thought were beautiful and which weren't. he had something of a crush on Soren ever since he was little. However, he never felt truly, intensely turned on....until now.

What were the odds that he would ever find obesity attractive? and what were the odds that he would find out Soren had the same kink as him. Ike could reassure himself now that he was not asexual, for seeing an obese Soren in the bathroom, jiggling his new doughy stretch mark covered fat while stroking his cock filled him with a sense of overpowering horniness.

Unfortunately for Ike, Soren heard his little whimper of excitement. He suddenly snapped around, his moobs and gut wobbling and jiggling with the action and he saw Ike, flushed red, staring around the corner. Soren's dark red eyes widened and his face turned beet red with embarrassment (“or was it lust?” thought ike). Then his eyes narrowed "Dammit Ike, gimme some goddamn privacy!" he snarled as he covered his crotch with his hands, letting his belly flop back down over his dick. he rushed to the door, his whole body jiggling with the movement, and slammed it shut. “Sorry, sorry!” shouted Ike, his face red with embarrassment this time instead of horniness. "Fuck!” he thought, “did I just mess things up with Soren? Dammit, why did you look in on him?! Ike, you stupid perv! dammit dammit dammit!" he thought. Ike rushed back to his quarters and slammed the door shut.

A few days passed with silence between Ike and Soren. He tried to avoid him out of shame and fear that their incident in the bathroom had destroyed their relationship. Ike wanted to let things simmer down between them before talking to Soren again. While Ike was sitting in his room in their abandoned manor camp, moping, he heard a knock on the door. “Come in” said Ike, his heart fluttering at the thought that it might be Soren.  The door opened and Oscar, with a concerned expression on his face, walked in. “ You don’t seem happy,” said Ike, “what seems to be the problem?” Oscar sat down in the old rickety wooden chair in the corner of their room. “Ike, we need to talk… about Soren,” he said gloomily. “Well, I'm all ears,” said Ike. “I know you wanted Soren to eat more due to that malnutrition problem that nearly got him killed a year ago. I understand you and him made progress on that, but, me and the others have been thinking you two have been making too much progress if you catch my drift.” said Oscar “Yeah I did notice he has gained a bit of weight” said Ike. “A bit?!” exclaimed Oscar. He leaned in and lowered his voice, “ he has to have gained 200 lbs at the very least! He looks like he’s about to burst out of his clothes at any second! I know you slept through breakfast so you missed it, but he arrived first and ate half of the food I prepared, half of the servings I prepared for 11 people! And when he was done with that, guess what he did?” hissed Oscar, clutching his forehead “belch?” asked Ike. “This isn’t funny! I mean, I guess there was that, but that’s not what I meant, I meant that he drank all the bacon grease! The bacon grease! It’s savagery! It's barbaric! It's unhealthy! I want you to talk to him, Ike, this has gotta stop before he goes from starving himself to death to eating himself to death! I tried talking to him about it but he just scoffs about it and blows me off. I know he’ll listen to you, Ike, can you please talk to him for me?” Oscar said, with the expression utter fatigue. “I suppose I was gonna have to do this sooner or later” sighed Ike

Ike found Soren in the library of the house, which curiously still had a few legible, albeit water damaged, books on it’s shelves. Is it just me, or is he even fatter than when I saw him 4 days ago? Went through Ikes mind as he saw him seated at a table on a creaking chair, reading a book on magic while stuffing his face with shortbread cookies. His enormous ass cheeks hung off either side of the chair, which seemed to be on the verge of exploding into splinters at any second. Because life as a mercenary gave them little opportunity to buy new clothes, Soren still wore the same mage robes he wore 200 pounds ago, how he managed to squeeze his tree trunk thighs and fat ass into those pants was a mystery to Ike, he probably did it with the assistance of some weird spell I don’t know of yet thought Ike. Nevertheless the pants seemed on the verge of bursting, the seams were already beginning to tear, white creamy flesh pushing through the holes in the seams like icing being forced out of a hole in an icing bag. The same was true for his sleeves, which bulged against the pressure of his bingo wings.  Amazingly, his belt still made it around his waist, however it pushed deeply into Soren’s belly flab. His massive gut and its stretch marks were visible through the gaps of his robe. “Oh hey Ike, wha seemsh to be th’ probl’m?” Soren asked, his mouth stuffed with cookies. “ about the other night….” began Ike. Soren’s chubby cheeks flushed red, he gulped down the bite of cookies “don’t worry about it, it’s my fault, I was foolish to leave the bathroom door open when im…uh.. Doing it. You must think I'm a freak, especially if you, uh, heard what I was saying,” he said. “Nonono! Soren you aren’t a freak! And it is not your fault! I shouldn't have stared at you while you were doing that, it was a creepy thing for me to do!” said Ike. He hesitated, then decided to say ”even if that makes you a freak then….” Ike blushed intensely and he leaned in and whispered to Soren `It would probably make me a freak too”. Soren’s eyes lit up “you mean you’re turned on by this…uh… stuff too? Haha! What are the odds!? Is that why you fed me?” Ike shook his head “Nah I fed you because you were malnourished and it was the only way to get you to eat more. I didn’t know I was into it until you kept pushing yourself even after I stopped feeding you and started gaining weight” said Ike. Soren nodded and smiled “heh, I suppose I miiiight have left the door open because I wanted someone to come in and see me, that way I’d be humiliated like the fat piggy I am, so it really is my fault. I shouldn’t have snapped at you though, that was probably my post-nut clarity and I apologize for that” Soren whispered. “No worries, '' laughed Ike. 

“But Ike, thank you, for making me eat more,” said Soren, “ I feel happier, freer, I feel like my true self now, it seems like I was suppressing myself so much and it nearly starved me to death, plus I’ve been having the time of my life watching my waistline expand”. Ike smiled “why thank you, I didn’t think it would have this much of an impact on you when I did it” he said.

“But Soren, I did want to talk to you for another reason too, I'm not gonna ask for you to lose weight or go on a diet, but I do want you to slow down” Soren snorted and rolled his eyes, “ugh, did Oscar put you up to this? I'll tell you the same thing i told him, I’m a branded, I can handle this weight a lot better than if I was a normal beorc, it’s not gonna cut into my lifespan” Ike shook his head “you age slower than me but that does not mean you won't have health problems from this” said Ike grabbing a handful of Soren’s flab. “Plus, you won’t be very useful to the mercenaries if we have to roll you wherever wherever we go” he said with a chuckle. “Again, I'm not asking for you to lose weight and go back, but just don’t gain any more, you look perfect at this weight” said Ike. “But I want to be fatter Ike, no, I NEED to be fatter” said Soren giddily. “Soren, Is that you talking or just the brain between your legs? Cmon, I love you like this, but I also don’t want all this to put your life at risk. I'm asking you this for basically the same reason for which I asked you to eat more. Plus, you already look perfect like this.” Ike said while smiling. “I suppose I do look really sexy right now” Soren said with a sly smile as he gave his immense belly a slap that sent ripples across his entire corpulent form, his grin trying to be more devious and seductive after noticing Ike’s face go red with thirst. “Y…yeah” he stammered. “Honestly, I never really thought I’d ever get this big” Soren said “yeah it looks great on you, but again i'd be wary about gaining any more” said Ike. Soren sighed “I suppose you’re right, I’m an essential part of the greil mercenaries and I have a duty to perform, I can’t let my own personal kinks cut into our battle effectiveness” Ike nodded.

 “But there is one more thing I want to do,” said Soren with a mischievous grin “Oh?” Said Ike, his curiosity piqued. “The book I'm reading here is a book on magical enhancement of food. I've found a spell that will multiply the amount of calories in food items 40 fold. The reason my weight has exploded more than usual these past few days is because I've been testing it out and I think I've mastered it.” Soren rambled as he held up the book He was reading when Ike walked in. “Testing spells on yourself too? That’s not the wise tactician I know” said Ike, clucking his tongue beforehand. “don’t worry, I tested it on animals first, It's perfectly safe” said Soren impatiently. “Anyway, I was planning on doing this alone but now I’ve found out you’re into this kink too, so I was thinking of getting a ton of this calorically enhanced food tonight and you and I are gonna have a fun time, what do you say?” Ike’s face turned blood red and his rock hard cock leaked precum onto his undies. “uh…yeah..sure” he stammered his heart thumping wildly in sexual joy. He then composed himself and said “as long as you promise me that you wont try to get any bigger after tonight” “alright, I promise” “and no more drinking bacon grease” “no promises there” Ike’s face hardened “Dammit Soren” Soren laughed, causing his moobs to jiggle “ehhhhhh fine, no more bacon grease”.

Ike waited in anticipation all day for his meeting with Soren. Every time he thought of how Soren had expanded from a malnourished skinny boy to a massive fatass superchub gave him a massive erection. Soon the evening came and Ike headed toward Soren’s quarters. Soren was waiting for him in his tightest mage robes with his hair unbraided and hanging down over his eyes, seductively reclined on an abused couch with his belly hanging over the edge. Placed around him were not only a scattering of lit romantic candles, but tons of decadent desserts, which had been enchanted with Soren’s new calorie multiplication spell. Cakes, donuts, pastries, cookies, and much, much, much more. The sight of all this made Ike feel like his dick was about to punch through the front of his pants. Hey Ike, ready to fatten me up like the good little piggy I am?" said Soren seductively "Cmon, feed me, feed me until I burst out of these clothes" Ike closed the door behind him and stammered “Is it… is it alright if I take off my pants?” “ well if you aren’t undressed, you can’t fuck me in my fat ass” said Soren, slapping his round jiggly behind while grinning mischieviously. Ike’s brain flooded with sexual excitement and he quickly stripped off his pants and underwear, letting his erect cock spring out. All thoughts of concern for Soren’s effectiveness and mobility went out the window for the time being “When I’m done with you, that couch is gonna be nothing but a pile of splinters” said Ike, his voice dripping with lust. Ike rushed over to Soren and embraced him, letting his naked body sink into Soren’s plush fat rolls. Ike reached toward the table, grabbed a slice of chocolate cake, and brought it to Soren’s mouth. Soren tore into it, gluttonously gobbling it up in no more than 8 seconds “more Ike, please, I need more. Add more sweet decadent lard to my waist.” Ike eagerly obliged, feeding Soren sweet after sweet, shoving them into Soren’s mouth and watching in ecstasy as Soren glutted himself, moaning in pleasure between bites of fattening confection. Already the effects of the magically enhanced calories began to show themselves on Soren’s body, the belts tightened, the holes in the seams of his pants and sleeves began to widen as his blubber expanded. Soren’s belly began hanging lower, and lower, and his moobs expanded against his robes. At the sight of this Soren increased the amount of food he was eating, taking larger bites even faster, speeding up his growth. Ike tightened his embrace, his cock digging into Sorens soft white love handles. 

      In a fit of lust, Ike grabbed a donut and shoved it into his mouth, the taste was divine, and Ike could feel a warmth around his waist. When he touched it, he felt the tiniest layer of flab there. “ yu wan shom too?” asked Soren, his mouth full of chocolate cake. The young mage grabbed a slice of cake with his chubby fingers and brought it to Ike's mouth. If Ike was not currently overpowered by lust, he would have screamed in terror at the prospect of partaking in this action. Sure, he found weight gain to be extremely sexy, but he loved being muscular and lean, and worked very hard to maintain his muscle mass, plus gaining weight would most certainly infringe on his combat effectiveness since he was a frontline swordfighter. However, he was too caught up in the moment, and any concern was out the window. “eh, I have a fast metabolism, taking care of this weight should be a piece of cake” Ike’s dopamine-flooded brain thought. Ike smiled hornily "oh fuck yes Soren please, fatten me up too, please, I need MORE" he moaned. Soren leaned into him, his soft warm fat rolls pressing hard against Ike's body, the sensation of which making Ike’s brain go insane with excitement. Soren shoved the slice of cake into Ike's mouth and Ike gulped it down in ecstasy, the amazing chocolatey taste overloading his taste buds, the warm feeling returned and Ike could feel his waist expand a little more. As Soren fed him, he could see his muscles start to lose definition, sinking into the growing layer of fat that Soren was glutting onto him. Soren took a break from eating to feed Ike, stuffing food into Ikes face with his chubby hands. Ikes lean body, now devoid of most muscle tone, also began to swell. Most of his fat accumulated in his torso, his pecs expanded into a pair of soft breasts, and his 6 pack abs were overtaken by a thick, doughy ball of a belly that stuck out far and hung over his waistband. Stretch marks manifested across his thickening love handles and on the front of his expanding belly. Ike moaned in ecstasy as his naked form inflated with fat as he ate bite after bite of the magic food. Watching Ike's weight explode increased Soren's arousal 10 fold "yeah that's right, eat up you fat hog" Soren purred in delight. he wished Ike had left his clothes on so that he could watch them grow tighter, but watching the weight gain in action on his naked body was a unique experience as well. It soon became apparent that Ike’s appetite, once the most ravenous of the group’s, now paled in comparison to Soren's, (once the most pitiful appetite of the group). Ike soon reached his limit, his now obese stomach painfully stuffed. Soren brought a cupcake to Ike in his fat arm “Soren, huff.. No more… huff, i'm too.. Full'' he huffed. “C’mon Ike, you can’t get as big and fat as me if you don’t eat more” he said as he gave his own fat belly a smack, making his fat jiggle beneath his overstretched robes. “Not…huff… yet Soren, gimme some time first… I need to dige-BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRAAAAP!!!” Ike let out a deafening belch and at that moment the abused couch finally gave out beneath their combined weights, collapsing beneath them with a crash. Soren squealed with joy “oh goddess YES!!! it's my turn Ike, FEED ME, get me to burst out of these clothes, they are getting too TIGHT!!!” Ike eagerly obliged, pressing his own fat body against Soren's, their bellies flattening against each other as he fed the young mage dessert after dessert.

He kept shoving food into the wind mage’s mouth until… SNAP! The button on Soren’s pants burst off and flew across the room, Soren’s eyes widened and he grabbed 3 donuts and shoved them into his mouth one after the other. SNAP! SNAP! RIIIIIIIP “oh yes fuck FUCK!'' Soren moaned in pleasure as the seams of his pants and sleeves finally gave out, the fabric tearing down the sides of his fat thighs and arms and letting the soft white fat push out like rising bread. Soren sat up, letting the seat of his pants burst open with a deafening tear, the last of his pants fell away, scraps of fabric falling to the couch, revealing Soren's nude behind. “Oh goddess, it feels so GOOD” moaned Soren “I NEED MORE!!!” Ike had never seen Soren so aroused in his entire life, never in his life did he possibly imagine that the normally calm, level headed strategist he had practically grown up with had had this beast of filthy, intense, kinky lust hiding deep inside him this whole time.

     With a grunt of effort Soren pulled his obese body off of the remains of the couch, his belly now hung to his knees, hundreds of new stretch marks covered it, the angry red new ones in steep contrast to the fading old ones, his moobs were massive slabs of fat hanging heavily over his massive round belly. Soren fell to his hands and knees, his gargantuan distended belly pressing hard against the ground, his raven hair hanging over his face. He began to gorge himself, grabbing slices of cake, eclairs, cookies, donuts with his chubby fingers and stuffing his face with them. Ike flushed red as the action put Soren’s massive, lumpy, cellulite covered ass on display for him. Amazingly the waistband of his black undies still held on to his waist. However, the seat of the poor garment was ripped to shreds and the massive naked mounds of warm fat that were the mage’s ass cheeks parted to reveal Soren’s anus. As if on cue, Soren, overtaken with primal arousal moaned “come on Ike, fuck me, fuck me like you’ve never fucked anything in your entire life, punish me for being such a bad piggy”.  Uncontrollable lust overtook Ike “oh goddess, Soren you fat fuck, I thought you’d never ask”. Ike jumped onto Soren, burying his hands in Soren’s back rolls and forced his dick between Soren’s lumpy obese ass cheeks, penetrating his butthole. “Oh yes oh yes, Ike, Oh Fuck FUCK” Soren moaned between bites of donut. Ike thrust in and out as Soren stuffed himself, Sorens moobs and belly jiggled in rhythm to Ike’s thrusting and ripples of fat traveled across his entire body. Ike’s own fat belly pushed against Soren’s as he continued to gorge himself on food as well.

Even as Ike fucked him Soren’s body still continued to swell expand as he stuffed himself. It seemed harder and harder for him to get his dick through Soren’s buttcheek fat to get to his rectum for every bite Soren took. With a resounding SSSHRRRRIIIIIPP! Soren’s moobs and belly finally tore through the rest of his robes and undershirt, the fabric falling away to reveal a jiggling field of snow white fat. “Oh yes yes YES Soren YOU FAT PIG!!!” yelled Ike That moment was enough for Ike to climax, he sprayed his load into Soren’s anus, cum leaked through Soren’s buttcrack and dribbled onto the floor. Ike pulled out and Soren bellowed in pleasure, precum leaking out from his dick, which was now almost buried beneath his fat pad.

Ike grabbed 2 donuts and ate them one after the other, “ cmon Ike,” panted Soren, i haven’t had my turn yet, cmon flip me over, I don’t think i can do this by myself anymore”. Ike went to the side of Soren, sunk his hands into his fat, and pushed as hard as he could, the massive mage had to weigh at least 600 lbs by now, even with his massive muscular biceps, it took every ounce of strength he had to flip Soren over. Finally he managed, and Soren flopped onto his back, his round belly stood up like a mountain while his moobs hung to the sides. Already knowing what Soren meant by “my turn” Ike went on his hands and knees and lifted up Soren’s fat pad, it took a tiny bit of difficulty to finally find Soren’s rock hard dick beneath all of his fat rolls, but he managed. Ike buried his face into Soren’s fat pad, face flushing with pleasure at the sensation of the warm lard caressing his face. He found Soren’s dick and began to suck it, moving his head in and out, in and out. Soren seemed to have eaten his fill and now smeared chocolate icing all over his fat body, moaning in pleasure “oh goddess, oh yes, Ike, oh fuck, oh goddess, it feels so amazing” “yes, yes, YES!!! GOD IM SUCH A FAT WHORE!!!” Soren busted a massive nut in Ike’s mouth, Ike failed to contain it and it splashed all over his face. Ike snapped his head out laughing “you were not lying, this was a good time”

Ike, exhausted, lied on his back next to Soren. Soren yawned “just wait till Tormod sees us now” “yeah were *yawn* probably not gonna hear the end of it from… him…” and just like that both of them fell into the best food coma they had ever had.

 They both woke up to a room in an absolute mess, all the food had been devoured and crumbs littered the room. Both Ike and Soren were significantly fatter than when they first entered the room, Ike was around 315 lbs now while Soren had to be at least 650, maybe even close to 700 lbs. “That was the best sex ive had in my entire life” said ike in utter bliss “well it’s pretty much the only sex you’ve ever had in you’re entire life”, laughed Soren” “ugh Soren no need to rub it in”. Ike stood up and looked down at his belly. “ Oh crap, maaaybe that wasn’t such a good idea” he said, he laughed and poked his belly “look what you made me do” “yeah we might have gone a bit overboard said Soren, who was, to Ike’s amazement, actually managing to get to his feet on his own. “You think you can still walk?” asked Ike, “probably” said Soren. “Hate to say it but we probably can’t be doing this too often, as much as I love this, you’re a bit too heavy, and I did not see this happening to me either” said Ike, chuckling as he slapping his belly “yeah this miiiiiight cut into our strategic effectiveness” said Soren, “how about we do this again once i get back down to 350 lbs” “you think you can?” asked Ike  “shouldn't be too hard, I don’t see myself eating any more enchanted food until then, plus you have a better metabolism than I do so you should be fit again by next time” Soren said. Ike laughed, “a deal’s a deal then, can’t say i'm not giddy for the next time” he said Soren laughed too “same here, guess I should start losing weight by cleaning up this room”.

Epilogue

Sothe sat cross legged on a wall on a stone fortress, carving a piece of wood into the shape of a flower, with a cup of hot chocolate next to him that he sipped from time to time. Next to him, Leonardo stood vigilant, the young blonde archer holding a pair of binoculars to his face and scanning the surrounding area for the enemy commanders. Behind them, Edward practiced his stances with a sword. They were currently under siege from the laguz alliance due to Pelleas’ foolish acceptance of the blood pact. Everyone was in a sour mood, but Edward, Leonardo and Sothe tried, with varying levels of success, to make the best out of it, killing time doing what they loved. Sothe looked at Leonardo, his piercing golden eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep. “See anything yet?” he asked. “Not really, just a sea of fur and teeth, to be honest, it's pretty hard to find any officers that stick out the subhumans kind of all look the same” Sothe winced at the slur. Sothe sometimes forgot that he was in a Daein freedom fighter group now, no longer in the Greil Mercenaries and, as such, as good of friends as Edward and Leonardo were, they sometimes let slip the racist attitudes Daein instilled into its citizens, an attitude that once infected Sothe in the alleys of nevassa. “Leonardo, what did I say about using that word?” Sothe scolded. “Oh yeah sorry sorry, it was ‘that word is to be used only by bad people, of which I am not’” Leonardo said apologetically, Sothe showed a small grin of approval. Sothe loved them, and was currently trying to get them to kick the habit of using that word. However, like any curse word, the word “subhuman” has a tendency to slip out at any moment. “Wait a minute, I see some beorc there too, coming toward the fortress….and….bloody hell, that guy’s fat as FUCK” leonardo giggled, “hey Edward check this out!”  he called.  The energetic young brunette swordsman bounded over and grabbed the binoculars from Leonardo “where?” he asked excitedly “over by that lone tree by the road”. Edward panned over, and burst out laughing, letting the binoculars drop and hang from his neck, he bent over clutching his stomach, tears of hilarity streaming from his eyes. “HAHAHAHA he looks like a whale” he somehow managed to say. “Ehhh… gimme those you idiot” Sothe said playfully, grabbing the binoculars and ruffling Edwards hair. He sipped his hot chocolate, brought the binoculars up to his eyes and looked across to the tree Leonardo mentioned. “Huh you’re right, there are beorc there, and, wait is that Ike? Holy shit….and …..” Sothe’s yellow eyes bulged and he spewed hot chocolate in shock “HOLY SHIT IS THAT SOREN!?”

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