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bajistadiamond · 7 months

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Hey can you make Singer! Yuu sing "Birth of Venus" with a siren girl that they are doing a duet with like siren in the sea?????

Yuu Singer, 🎶💎Ramshackle💎🎶 (Birth of Venus)

Answer: First, I think this is the first non-Disney song to feature in this AU. Second, I hope I picked the right song, because the other one said "Venus Illegititima." Third, this takes place years before Yuu's birth, but it explains some things about this universe.

Nabila Al-Asim was a beautiful and very nervous woman. Today was her boyfriend and fiancé's 18th birthday, and she wanted everything to be perfect.

"Friend, take a second to breathe." She advised Amira, her best friend.

Amira was the second princess of the Coral Sea Kingdom and met Nabila at the Golden Radiance Academy; a small magic academy, specialized in music and arts only for women.

The white-haired woman sat at her vanity to take a few seconds to calm down.

Amira got out of bed and went to her friend to do her hair. "Your boyfriend will love the party you threw; you have nothing to worry about."

Nabila looked at her friend. "Do you believe?" "Clear!". She assured the red-haired woman. "Although, you might want to be careful." Amira warned mischievously.

Nabila knew her friend too well to know that what she was about to say was stupid. "Oh yeah? Why?" But she played along with her confidant.

"Because maybe Salman will end up falling in love with me after our performance." Amira said, feigning a faint with a sigh. Seconds later Nabila threw a cloth in her face.

"You are stupid". The white-haired woman said with a laugh.

They both laughed, because for them this was a recurring joke since they knew that neither of them wanted the other's boyfriend.

After all, they both swore to be more than friends; They were and always would be sisters in everything except blood.

The night was perfect to spend a wonderful evening.

All the guests were very satisfied and surprised, although they shouldn't have been.

The party was organized by the Asim family, and they knew how to outdo themselves at parties.

Salman, Nabila's fiancé, even though he was from a wealthy family, would never have thought of having him birthday party on a private island.

Luxury was present in the mansion, the ice sculptures, the food, the drinks, the exotic flowers and there were even white doves with feathers that threw colored frost when they flew.

Although Salman would have preferred something more discreet, but perhaps that was the price for falling in love with the sister of his best friend, who descended from the most eccentric and partying family in Twisted Wonderland.

Right now the dark-skinned man was wondering where the hell Nabila was while she drank a glass of sherry.

"How's the birthday boy?" Salman looked at the newcomer; Hakim Al-Asim hugged him by the shoulders while he enjoyed a piña colada.

"I'm fine, super happy; you don't see me." Slaman said, forcing a smile. Hakim sighed. "I know you're a social misfit…" "Hey!" "…but can you at least try to talk to new people today?"

Salman thought about it for a second before pouting and shrugging his shoulders; Hakim smiled at his affirmative response.

"Only if my girlfriend is present." He asked Salman to his friend who agreed. "If I can find her, I haven't seen her or Princess Amira in over three hours."

Salman was worried, but before saying anything the lights of the floating stage installed a few meters from the beach turned on.

Nabila was radiant on stage; an aqua green dress, a pearl necklace with an amethyst pendant, golden sandals and natural makeup, for Salman she was the most spectacular woman in the world.

"Good evening and thank you for being here for the birthday of an incredible man and the best man I have ever been with." Nabila said with a smile. Everyone applauded and Hakim nudged a very blushing Salman.

"Now, as a birthday gift, I'm going to sing one of his favorite songs with the help of my friend." He declared Nabila gesturing to the water just as the beautiful Amira came out of the water and sat on the stage; her mermaid tail was emerald green, and to complement it she wore a golden shell bodice, a pearl comb with diamonds, and pearl necklaces.

"Enjoy the show~!" Amira said with a seductive voice that charmed more than one man...

Αχ αχ αχ αχ αχ ~

Amira's voice echoed in the water as she gracefully swam around the floating stage. Nabila moved her hips and shoulders as she prepared her song to use "the voice of the gods"

I've met with my peace ~ Between the moon and where I stand ~

The magic of Nabila's voice did its work immediately as she raised a hand to the sky and the stars shone in sync. Many of those present were surprised because many believed that Nabila did not have any magical abilities.

I have found catharsis ~ In every wave that crashes on the cliffs and I ~

Your secrets were never safe with me! ~

Nabila winked at her fiancé as she said that; Hakim chuckled because his sister always managed to leave his friend speechless.

When I scream, the sky is listening! ~

Salman couldn't take his eyes off his beloved; For him there was no other woman he wanted to be with. Nabila sang loudly as she spun elegantly, letting wisps of magic envelop her and transform her long dress into a shorter, more provocative one.

Αχ αχ αχ αχ αχ ~

Amira jumped back on the stage while singing the chorus; the view was spectacular

Your secrets were never safe with me! ~ When I scream, the sea is listening! ~

Amira sat back down on the stage when she came out of the water; She wagged her tail as she let the light make her shine. Nabila made her magic turn her friend's tail into her legs and into a green pleated skirt. Amira sighed in surprise, she normally used potions for that; her friend's magical ability always managed to leave her breathless.

See what happens when you try to silencе me! ~

Amira jumped up and danced with Nabila. They both played with Nabila's floating purple fabric. The party guests were enthralled with the dance that somehow combined Arabic dancing and synchronized swimming. Salman did not take his eyes off his fiancée, he felt that he was watching a nymph giving a show on Olympus.

I've met with my peace ~ Between the moon and where I stand ~

Nabila looked at her boyfriend and smiled mischievously when he blushed like a tomato. She was happy that he liked her gift; This song was special, since according to Salman, he was listening to this song when he saw her come out of the pool and it was as if he saw Aphrodite being born.

I have found catharsis ~ In every wave that crashes on the cliffs and I ~ Learned how to breathe underwater ~

Amira jumped into the water while Nabila moved her magic to return her friend's tail. Nabila let the fabric of her outfit wrap around her shoulders and let her float as the magic around her turned the stage into a large sea shell with a golden throne instead of a pearl.

While my lungs begged me for air ~ I fought my way to the surface ~ And carried myself to land ~

Hakim blinked, letting a couple of tears fall. His little sister was no longer a girl, she was a woman and he hoped she would be happy.

Αχ αχ αχ αχ αχ ~

Nabila made her magic make some flowers burst and the petals float in the air; she made sure not to leave pollen in the air knowing that there were allergic guests.

Your secrets were never safe with me! ~ When I scream, the sky is listening! ~

Amira took the pearls from her neck and threw them into the air, Nabila with a smile took them and wrapped them around her waist like a belt. The purple fabric was wrapped around Nabila's white hair creating a beautiful Rapunzel style braid.

Αχ αχ αχ αχ αχ ~

At this point everyone present was singing in unison, even if some were out of tune it didn't matter. Everything was harmony in the air.

Your secrets were never safe with me! ~ When I scream, the sea is listening! ~

Amira rose above the shell on a throne of water while taking advantage of the magical impulse that Nabila sent her to create a small palace of water and corals behind them.

See what happens when you try to silence me! ~

Princess Amira's mother was looking lovingly at her daughter from her sun lounger on the beach. She was happy that her daughter made friends with other races when she was allowed to leave the protection of the palace under the sea and rise to the surface. Although, years ago, the relationship between merpeople and other races, especially humans, has improved, there is still discrimination; So, she was a proud mother.

I've met with my peace ~ Between the moon and where I stand ~ I have found catharsis ~ In every wave that crashes on the cliffs and I ~ Learned how to breathe underwater ~ While my lungs begged me for air ~ I fought my way to the surface ~ And carried myself to land ~

Amira let her friend finish the song, she was very proud of the once shy and introverted woman now turned into an extroverted woman.

See what happens when you try to silence me! ~

Nabila lifted him from the golden throne and began to walk on the water to reach the shore. The magic burst into golden brilliance as the shell returned to a floating stage and Amira dropped back into the water.

See what happens when you try to silence me! ~

Nabila sang the last verse in front of Salman. Everyone applauded except Salman who looked at his girlfriend reverently before she gave him a passionate kiss...

...

Yuu blinked and yawned as he woke up. "What a strange dream." He thought as he sat up and stretched. For a second he didn't recognize where he was in the darkness until he heard a snore that wasn't Grim's. He looked to the right of him and saw Leona asleep next to him; Yuu then remembered where she was. He looked at the time and sighed when he realized it was 4 in the morning. He carefully lifted him out of bed, put on a jacket and went out onto the balcony. The cold air of the bedroom savanna hit his face and was very comforting. In a few hours he would start the plan to beat Azul and he hoped it would work. Yuu was hoping to see if his dreams would give him some clue or answer like he usually did, but instead he gave him what seemed like a flashback of people he didn't know. Although… for some reason, Salman reminded him of someone.

Note: In this universe, the Asim family is known for their platinum white hair. - Salman means protector. - Hakim means wise

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pistachi0art · 3 months

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pop pony and eclipse horses ☀️

#FYI Penumbra and Pulsar are SIBLINGS #NOTHING MORE #I hate how I have to clarify this #anywho #more kinda hlvrai pony stuff #hlvrai gordos feetman #hlvrai tommy #aaaand is this the first time I’m introducing Eve?#ppl here know Amira but Eve is her overhauled #uhm #Eve Chiller #oc #hlvrai x mlp

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kiame-sama · 8 months

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The Yandere OCs having a nightmare where they harm/kill reader

Warnings; yandere, yandere relationship, violence (nightmare), death (nightmare), reader centered gore (nightmare)

Walter Woods;

A body lay open on the operating table, the constant drone of an EKG whining out the flatline. Another patient lost because he wasn't good enough to keep them alive. Another patient gone because Walter let them down.

The sorrow weighed heavily upon his shoulders, a harsh reminder of his failure squealing in his ears as his eyes slowly trailed up the lifeless figure. A painful stab seemed to rip into his chest as he realized it wasn't just any lifeless corpse laying there, it was your lifeless corpse.

- Walter wakes with a startle, enough to disturb you from your peaceful sleep. He is breathing hard and shaking due to the nightmare that was still fresh in his mind. Walter is on the verge of tears at this point.

- "What's wrong?" Your voice is what snaps him out of the stupor he is in and gets him to return to the present. Truly, he is just glad you're alive and that his horrible nightmare was just another nightmare.

- "Nothing, love. Nothing's wrong." He will hold you close and kiss your forehead, relieved that his nightmare was not reality. He is likely going to stay awake for a while on account of the fright he received.

Evan Rothchester;

The satisfying squish of human flesh beneath his hand met his blade as he sank the knife deep into the person's stomach. Red blood seemed to burst forth like a fountain where the knife was sunken in. Another body for the pile that was Evan's life.

He sighed as he wiped the blood from his skin, using a hand to rip the black hood off of his victim's head. Evan's blood ran cold when he saw just who it was beneath the hood. Your eyes slowly drifted up to look at him, the betrayal clear in your expression before your eyes rolled back. The second your body went limp Evan rushed forward to catch you, to try and undo what he had done.

It was too late.

Your lifeless figure leaned forward against his chest, laying limply in his arms. How could he? How could he have done this to you? How could he live with himself?

- His eyes shot open as he sat upright with a small shout of fear. The shout quickly raising you from your slumber as you also shot up, wondering what the problem was and why Evan responded in such a way.

- "What's going on? Are you okay, Evan?" You are clearly concerned as you question your Mafioso lover, startled and disoriented by the sudden way Evan woke the both of you.

- Evan is panting and looking around in confusion, but as soon as he sees you next to him and safe in bed, he pulls you close into an almost crushing hug. He is shaking and gasping as he holds you close, trying to confirm to himself that you are still there and there is no way he could have done such an unforgivable thing to you.

Carlos Vargas;

Carlos stares in a bored way as his hapless victim squirms within their binds, seeming to struggle for freedom. Just another day feeding the animals at his sanctuary and today it was human on the chopping block. The body tumbled and fell down, landing with a sickening thud as the tigers closed in.

He was about to turn away to continue his work when a familiar voice screamed out to him, "Carlos, please!"

The voice made him whirl around in time to see the tigers close in, your frightened and pleasing eyes begging for him to help you. He rushed forwards towards the fence, but there was no way he would reach you fast enough. Your cry was cut off sharply as fangs closed around your neck, silencing you permanently.

- "NO!" Carlos wakes with a loud yell, trying desperately to stop his beloved tigers from killing his dear darling. The shout startles you awake just as quickly, trying to find whatever it was that Carlos had screamed about.

- As soon as it dawns upon Carlos that you are not being mauled by tigers and it was all a nightmare, he will actually begin to cry. He will hold you and kiss you and just try to calm himself before anything else.

Jackson Locklear;

- Once Carlos calms down, he will insist on holding you while the two of you return to sleep. Even if you get back to sleep, Carlos will be awake for a while yet, trying to stay calm and keep himself from having another nightmare.

Your limp body lay in Jackson's trembling arms. His body wracked with sobs as he tried to get you to not leave him. There was nothing he wouldn't give or do to have you come back to him.

Your eyes stared in an empty way up above you, as if looking to the stars you would no longer see. Though you had once been so full of life, you didn't respond to anything Jackson did in an attempt to rouse you. It seemed there truly was no saving you.

With your death, Jackson's world crumbled away into nothingness, swallowing him whole into despair. The awkward way your body lay only made your tragic fall all the more heartbreaking to poor Jackson.

"I'm so sorry.... Please, don't leave me... Please..."

- Jackson wakes slowly, sobbing and trying to take a moment to breathe despite the absolute sorrow in him. He can barely hold himself together as he gasps and shakes in distress and anxiety. It felt so real to sit there and hold you in his arms, leaving him disoriented in a way he had not expected.

- You woke to the sound of heavy and heart wrenching sobs, seeing him sitting with his head in his hands. Jackson is near inconsolable at that moment. In his mind, he may as well have actually done it despite it all being a nightmare.

- Only when he actually takes a moment does he register the sound of your voice as you try to soothe him despite not knowing what was wrong. Upon hearing you and realizing you are still alive, Jackson will immediately grab you and hold you close. He will be so thankful that it was just a horrible nightmare and not actually reality.

Orion Medici;

Another snoop digging through his drafts looking for ideas to steal. Soon to be yet another body under Orion's belt. He had always prided himself on his quick wit and his even quicker skill with a blade.

The figure turned around only to have their throat meet the sharp end of his blade, a clean cut from one side to the next suddenly adorning their soft skin. What Orion didn't expect was the shocked and familiar face he was met with.

The knife fell from his hand with a loud clatter as the world seemed to pause, your throat gurgling where you had been cut. He barely had time to catch you in his arms as you convulsed, trying to stop the rapid loss of blood despite the clear futility of your efforts. Orion was no better as he tried and failed to staunch the flow, hyperventilating as he made continuous attempts to help you.

"Wh- Why, Orion..?"

- Orion woke with a sharp gasp, the blankets balled in his fists and damp with cold sweat. It takes him a moment to orient himself despite being somewhere very familiar to him. He will look around in bewilderment before seeing you and feeling his entire being relax with the sheer relief running through him.

- You are still asleep and resting peacefully beside him as he gets his breathing under control, watching you sleep for a moment. It has felt so real to him that he honestly thought he had killed you, and that thought alone made his heart ache with an intense pain.

- He will be able to return to sleep, but he will likely hold onto you rather tightly just to make sure you are still there with him. He will continue to hold you even while he sleeps, effectively trapping you until he wakes up again and releases you.

Hahne Yamare;

Hahne was a good right hand man. A damn good one. He would be damned if he didn't carry out Evan's orders to the exact, and this was no different. It was just another target he had to eliminate and Hahne would make sure he followed through.

The crack of a rifle went off, the body not too far from him collapsing to the ground with a pained wheeze.

Hahne was no monster, despite his more than monstrous actions. He would not leave the soul lying there to die slowly and in pain. But as he drew closer to the figure, a hollow thud seemed to resonate in his chest when he saw the frightened and dying eyes that he had once loved staring into.

"No! No, this wasn't supposed to happen!" He cried out as he picked up your body, watching the light fade from your terrified eyes, "please! I didn't mean to, please!"

Despite his desperate begging, there was nothing Hahne could do as the light faded from your gaze and left you laying there with an empty stare.

- Hahne jolted as he woke, falling from the bed in a confused panic. His panic woke you, making you look over to where he was on the floor in concern as he struggled against the blankets. When he finally managed to free himself, he was panting and frantically looking around for any sign of you.

- When he does finally catch sight of you, he wraps you up in his arms, trying to just hold you and make sure you were truly there with him. The thought of having been the one to kill you nearly drove him mad, and he needed to know you were alright.

- When he calms down he will tell you about the nightmare he had and he may start to choke up just a bit. The only way he can get back to sleep is if you hold him and let him hold you until he manages to drift off again.

Amira Woods;

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Amira cries out as you collapse into her arms, the clear safety shank she keeps on her person protruding from your neck. She can't help but focus on the way that it seems to move and twitch with every beat of your heart, spilling more and more of your precious lifeblood.

Truly, she thought you had been a stranger trying to grab her, not her beloved. She was in tears as she held you, trying to keep the bleeding contained despite having hit your jugular. If she could just get her brother Walter on the phone-

The choking cough that rattled from you broke off that line of thought as your eyes began to roll back, a clear sign that you were not long for this world.

- "Wait!" Amira wakes up with a shrill scream, tears pouring down her face as she practically flies out of bed and onto her feet. Her sudden awakening startles you awake as well, looking around in a panic to find whatever has set Amira off. When you don't see anything immediately, you look to her for answers.

- When Amira takes a moment to take a breath, she realizes that she is standing in your shared room and you are completely safe in bed. She will start crying all over again as she looks to you to comfort her following the nightmare that still held dominion over her mind.

(Didn't realize I pushed post, so I will reblog with Julie, Kaya, Hada, and Ollpheist added on)

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bia-lou · 7 months

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Peda en mi casa, lleven ropa chida.

-Lizzy

(It's just our favorite drones in nice clothes)

✨✨

@maryalezoo

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sleepyfan-blog · 15 days

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Author’s Note: Cedric’s debut in Space Marine Husbandry Sentience! First and Latest part of Cedric’s 40k adventures. Next fic

Tagged: @egrets-not-regrets

Warnings: panic attack

Summary: Cedric wakes up on the forest floor of a world he doesn’t recognize and wanders until he finds people.

Cedric blinked rapidly several times as he stared up at the dense forest canopy he found himself in. The young Astartes slowly got up from where he'd apparently been laid out on the ground as confusion warred with unhappiness within his heart. The last thing that the young apothecary remembered was falling asleep in his bunk on The Sigismund to the sounds of his brothers and squad mates sleeping - and their newest squad mate's snores (he had a deviated septum from when he'd broken his nose in training as a neophyte. It hadn't quite healed correctly and it wasn't worth it to correct the minor defect, especially when there was a good chance that Munse was going to get his nose broken in a brawl and Cedric would re-set his nose properly then). He would have been woken up before being ordered into a drop pod…

Which meant that this must be a dream… Or more likely a nightmare of some kind. He looked carefully for his Brothers, straining his ears for any sounds of enemy fire. He knew who he would see crawling towards him on his hands, legs dead weight dragged behind him, looking up with him at hope that he might be able to save him this time. Sometimes he was even able to save the injured brother within the confines of his own mind, only to wake and realize that it was only a bittersweet dream. Other times he watched as each of his squad mates was hunted down and killed by the Tau, before he was captured - spared because he was a medical professional.

Or maybe he would be subjected to the last cries of the… Many civilians he had tried and failed to help - or who were too far gone for what first aid he could spare them on the battlefield, and to grant them the Emperor's Mercy, in order to avoid a lingering death that risked Temptation by the Ruinous powers, or being captured and tormented by xenos until they died. Either way, this was likely to be a miserable dream - unless… He usually wasn't so aware during his dreams, perhaps he could control things in this dream? Unless he had somehow been translocated from the Sigismund to… Wherever the fuck this forest was. It was sunny, and as he breathed in and out deeply, he could catch the faint scent of woodsmoke on the breeze. He couldn't see the smoke, which meant that he was either too far away from the fire to see even the smoke, the fire was too small, or had recently been put out. Or perhaps a combination of all three.

He looked down at himself, frowning a little. Most of the time in his nightmares he was wearing his full armor - but he was currently wearing what he'd gone to sleep in; his black and red tunic, pants and socks. The ground beneath his socked feet was dark and rich. Cedric hesitated for a moment, trying to decide if he wanted to take his socks off or not. It was unlikely that he was going to find anything in this relatively peaceful-seeming forest. He began to jog at a comfortable pace (after having removed his socks) into the wind, the scent of wood smoke becoming more intense as the day wore on.

A handful of hours later, and Cedric found the source of the smoke - a medium sized cooking fire, surrounded by a dozen or so civilian humans. They were laughing and speaking to one another in a language that the Primaris marine did not recognize. From what he could tell, this was a family group of some kind, as many of them shared similar facial features between the different age groups he could see. There were several older humans - grey and white in their hair with age. Several adults of varying ages, and six… No, seven children all under the age of twelve, laughing and playing with one another.

A deep, aching sense of loneliness threatened to drag Cedric down to his knees, and he was utterly unaware of the distressed whine that escaped his chest as he stared at the clearly joyous group. Their carefree, happy faces. The way that the young ones chased each other around - some sort of sphere made of leather being tossed from child to child.

One of the adults closer to where Cedric was standing and watching them looked over in his direction.

The young Astartes, painfully aware of the transhuman dread that often afflicted the mortals who encountered him, hid behind one of the very large trees, hoping that they wouldn't investigate further. In part because he had no way of communicating with them, and because… He wanted to watch the little ones play without being potentially chased off by the adults. Not that they could really stop him from watching as none of them appeared to be an armor and all Astartes were living weapons - and Primaris Marines such as himself were (according to the Mechanicus) even better… But he didn't want them to leave, either.

He had no way to contact his brothers if this wasn't some very strange, semi-lucid dream, and no way to converse with these civilians either - unless they did speak Gothic, and preferred whatever language they were speaking in when interacting with family members.

Cedric waited several minutes before peering around the trunk of the massive tree (the reddish-brown bark was spongy to the touch and had a delightfully earthy scent. It's tree branches were dozens of feet up in the air and had flat green needles) once again. The adult humans had not changed positions, and the children continued to run around the forest clearing, throwing the ball at one another, as half of them chased the others who were in possession of the ball. Eventually the chasers versus the being chased would change when the ball would change hands, and back across the forest clearing they would go.

One of the youngest children mis-aimed their throw, though the strength with which they threw the ball was admirable. It bounced off one of the gigantic trees inches from one of their teammates and ricocheted passed where Cedric was lurking and out of sight of the young ones. The ball bounced off a couple of trees before rolling to a stop in front of Cedric's feet.]

The young apothecary swallowed hard, suspecting that the children would charge into the forest after the ball - whether or not they were allowed to by their adult family members, and he had nowhere to hide in time - hiding behind the tree from the oncoming children would reveal himself to the sitting adults. Maybe… Maybe he could roll the ball back towards where the assembled children and adults were, and they would assume that it had bounced back towards them, while hopefully keeping himself from sight? Another anxious whine left his lips as he stared uncertainly at the ball, starting to reach for it.

Before Cedric could make a decision, four of the children ran to his hiding place. The child who'd thrown the ball not even noticing Cedric's half-crouch as they gleefully dived for the ball, scooping it up in their tiny hands, raising it over their head victoriously.

… The other three children had stopped running and were staring up at him, a mixture of emotions that Cedric was unsure as to whether or not he was identifying correctly on their faces. The oldest - or at least the largest of them - stepped forward and said something to the other three, who scampered back to the group.

Fuck! Now what? Should he run? No, it's not like he was doing anything illegal or sinful… right? He's just… Lost. Maybe one of the baseline humans did speak Gothic? Or at least enough for them to communicate? Another anxious whine left his lips as the baseline human child looked at him directly in the eyes and said… Something.

Cedric hunched his shoulders, trying not to seem threatening as he… Found himself unable to look the human child in the eye. As carefully and clearly as he could manage, he spoke in Gothic "I do not understand you, young one. Do you know this language?"

The child stared at him uncomprehendingly for several seconds before pulling out a small metallic object that reminded Cedric somewhat of a data slate, though much smaller. The child focused on the tiny slate for several seconds before a neutral voice with a Maccragian accent spoke "Hello, I am Amicus De'leth, Brother-Sargeant of the seventh Company of the Ultramarines. One of my humans has called me, asking for help as an interpreter?"

Cedric had no blessed idea who this Brother-sergeant was, but a wave of relief that nearly caused him to cry washed through his body. "I… I am Primaris Brother-Apothecary Cedric of the Black Templars, sir.. I'm… I don't know how I ended up on one of the worlds of the Realm of Ultramar, the last thing I remember was falling asleep on my bunk on The Sigismund."

"… Do you have any of your brothers with you, Cedric?" The Brother-sergeant asked from the square communicator.

"No sir. I woke up alone, without my armor… Or weapons… Or med kit… I don't even have boots on sir…" Cedric responded, another anxious whine leaving him as he started to realize just how woefully underdressed and unprepared he was. The world began to spin unpleasantly beneath him, so he grabbed onto the large tree he'd been spending the better part of twenty minutes hiding behind as he desperately tried to fend off a panic attack.

"Little brother, Cedric! I need you to focus on me, on my voice. I know that you're feeling overwhelmed, but I need you to keep calm, alright? I've asked one of the adult humans in the group you found to bring you to me, alright? There are several Astartes bases in the city I live in… Black Templars are a successor chapter of the Imperial Fists, right?" The Ultramarine asked his voice firm and grounding as Cedric tried to claw his way to some sort of emotional equilibrium.

His head was swimming - and he wasn't sure if it was just because of the confused panic trying to stop his hearts. Something felt off- wrong. He couldn't put his finger on what. But he had to answer the brother-sergeant's question. It would be insubordinate of him if he didn't… Fuck, why couldn't he stop whining wordlessly? It wasn't helping him regain some sense of emotional equilibrium in the slightest, and the human child was looking at him with open concern on their tiny face. "Yes sir, The Black Templars are a successor chapter of the Imperial fists." Cedric doesn't know why that matters.

"Alright, there aren't any Black Templars that I know of nearby, but there are several Imperial Fists, and I figure having an older brother or two around to explain… Everything that we currently understand about what's going on - which isn't life-threatening or dangerous, near as any of us can tell - will help. Forgive me for the assumption if I am wrong, but you sound… Young, Cedric. Am I correct? How long has it been since the rollout of the Primaris Marines? This posting means that getting reliable news is… Difficult." Brother-Sergeant De'leth inquired.

"I… I've been training under my mentor for about… Four years, sir? After the holy resurrection of the Imperial Regent he gathered all of the primaris marines ready for deployment and brought reinforcements to those chapters who knelt before him and swore loyalty to him and to the Imperium once again. Those who refused to kneel were slaughtered by the Ultramarines and Lord Regent Guilliman, sir. The Lord Regent himself spoke to High Marshal Helbriecht. I'm not sure how old I am, sir. The Mechanicum never put much stock into measuring our ages in such a way, sir. Only how effective we were in learning combat and our specialized roles, if we tested into them."

"Father… Father lives. Of course he does. I'm going to ask the young one who's comm device we're using to talk to each other to get their father, so that he can drive you to the base. Cooperate with them." The Ultramarine ordered "The father speaks some Gothic."

"Yes sir." Cedric responded, unable to stop himself from saluting the strange comm, snapping to attention at the stern voice of command, ducking his head a little.

"Good lad. Follow Amira to her father." The Ultramarine brother-sergeant ordered, which Cedric dutifully obeyed.

The vehicle used by Amira's father to get Cedric to the Astartes base reminded him somewhat of one of the ground-tanks used in skirmishes against xenos, but it was much less well-armored, didn't have any weapons on it, and the engine was distressingly noisy. The baseline human had greeted him in heavily accented Gothic and spoke little on the drive, for which Cedric was grateful, as it allowed him time to try and figure out why he felt so strange. His mind was still clouded and his thoughts were somewhat sluggish and hazy. He had managed to more or less calm down, despite how utterly without any of his gear he still was, especially after Amira's father had handed him a small, soft toy that vaguely resembled some of the terrestrial creatures found on Feral and Death worlds. It had two black plastic eyes, soft yellow-brown faux-fur. It had two small rounded ears, and was dressed in a facilimile of ultramarine armor - though the fake armor was slightly less soft to the touch than the faux-fur.

Irrationally, Cedric wished that the armor was the white, black and red of a Black Templar Apothecary, with a red cybernetic eye in it's left socket, and jagged scars across it's lower jaw. Still, the small toy was a surprising source of comfort as the young primaris marine buried his face in its' plush fur. he'd had to nearly fold in half and was laying down in the back of the car in order to fit, his knees against his chest. Cedric stayed curled like that until the vehicle came to a stop and the baseline human called out.

"We are here."

"Thank you, sir." Cedric responded, carefully setting down the toy and using a single finger to carefully open the door of the vehicle with it's handle, not wanting to accidentally break part of the mechanism when the human had been kind to him, more than he had needed to be. He carefully shut the door and gave the other a salute, watching the human drive off.

An Ultramarine - a sergeant from his red helm and markings - was walking alongside an Imperial fist as the two of them made their way over to him.

The Imperial Fist whistled as he took off his helmet, looking Cedric up and down "I've never meet a Primaris marine before. You're a big lad, aren't you? I am Brother-Captain Yonnas Bilnes. I'm in charge of the Imperial Fists - and our successor chapters - in this territory. Let's get you a pair of boots and something to eat, and I'll explain where you are - and as far as we've been able to discover - how any of us appeared here. I'll introduce you to our head apothecary o nce you've settled in. It's always good to have another medic around. How long have you been a battle brother?"

"Err… Six months, I think? Sir." Cedric responded, dutifully following the silent order to follow the two into the large building, keeping a respectful three paces behind the higher ranking astartes.

#space marine husbandry #space marine husbandry sentience #oc: cedric #oc: Amicus #oc: amira #cw: panic attack #my writing #warhammer 40k #oc: Yonnas

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homestuckinthebutt · 4 months

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Hey Ninjago fandom, I thought I'd introduce two of my next Gen OCS, these are my Jaya fankids

-Why these names?

Amira means mirror, or to reflect. I thought about how water reflects on its surface and can be very beautiful (named by her father) In an old interview it was stated by Tommy Andreason that one of Jay's earlier working names was Wynn while they were coming up with the idea of Ninjago. I thought was a really nice name fitting of the Smith's family first names and their patterns so I decided to use it :)

-Why is Wynn a master of storm?

Well, their parents are elementals of lightning and water- lightning is a creation element where water is a branch off of the ice element ((((presumably,,,, theoretically)))) thus creation elements cannot be combined with others if both parents are elemental masters, however, with an heir to the lightning power already, Wynn had the luck of the draw and inherited aspects of both elements. Although not as strong as his sister Amira's power he still packs a Punch. We already know the fact that sometimes powers can skip generations as well, but nothing stating about how with the right circumstances, powers can merge. (Maybe the wind element became available too?? Who knows))

-Some details I thought of while designing these kiddos were...

That they would both have freckles of some amount, roughly the same eye color, different hair textures, (Amira's hair texture coming from Jay's family) Wynn having Nya's cheek mark, and finally, both incorporating pieces of their parent's previous ninja suits (eg. Deepstone armor, belts, etc)

Tell me what you think of them! ⚡⛈️

#some of this is just theory too but im really proud of them nonetheless :)#ninjago #ninjago jaya #jaya fankids #wynn walker #amira walker #sheepbundraws #sheepbunnyart #ninjago fankids #ninjago oc

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chipadees · 5 months

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she's everything to me, your honor

#my art #artists on tumblr #digital art #character design #illustration #original character #purple #oc: amira

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vinetooth-prime · 1 year

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Finished a long-running pic!

Amira & Emi, in Emi's apartment, with a gifted scale of Soo-Won mounted on the wall, casting a gentle glow.

#Guild Wars 2 #GW2 #Guild Wars 2 art #GW2 art #art by op #llimus art #my art #OC Amira Holt #Amira art #gw2 human

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amiraallis · 6 months

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"Every time you say 'huzzah' I imagine your sona in a lil wizard outfit casting a spell" - My friend Jitters (@jitterbuck.bsky.social over on bluesky)

#furry #furry sfw #furry art #doodle #my OC #wizard #spells #magic #huzzah #amiraallis doodle

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yummyyummie · 1 year

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Amira finds it endearing when prey put up a fight that they clearly can't win, because if you've wound up in her belly you've already lost

#tw vore #v0re #soft vore #safe vore #dragon #dragon vore #oc amira #my characters #my art #i s'pose you could count it as not losing too considering it's rather safe and warm in there #just might not be ideal if you've got things to be busy with #cause she likes keeping folks around for a while #amira doesn't care though - she's a dragon and she'll do as she pleases

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nikkiissleepy · 1 month

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#its not exactly her but #oc styling #sleepy.jpg #shining nikki #this is really close to the long wrap skirt over pants design i have in mind for amira #just pretend its longer here fjdjdjjd #also she has longer hair and different colouring (hair+eyes) but i just liked the vibe of this lol #will make another of her later

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charlottejoancheng · 7 months

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What if there is a Generator Rex revival/reboot, but make Ben 10 as one of the leading characters together with a much newer charismatic female lead who can drive the show?

#art #illustration #painting #artist #artist on tumblr #Ben 10 #cartoon network #ben 10 series #generator Rex #providence #sketch #ben tennyson #Rex Salazar #Amira White #oc #fusionfall #2000s cartoon #revival

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kiame-sama · 1 year

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Can I get yandere oc’s reaction to darling randomly introducing the oc’s as their husband/wife?

Walter Woods;

"Oh? So it wasn't a dream I had last night? What a wish come true."

- He will take it in stride and go along with it, immediately acting as if the two of you are married. Agreeing that he is your husband and you are his spouse. Walter will be over the top about it and try and make it as attractive of an option as it could be.

- It is honestly something he has dreamed about and he is proud as can be to be Dr. Woods with his amazing spouse. His hope is that you will enjoy trying out his last name and agree to marry him when he finally asks. This may be part of giving him the encouragement he needs to actually ask the big question.

Evan Rothchester;

"Bout time you got used to it!"

- Evan may be cautious of wedding events, but that doesn't mean he didn't have all of the official paperwork done and ready to be filed. If anything, he is just waiting for you to accept the fact that you belong exclusively to him and he is happy you are aware of that fact.

- Weddings are a sore subject for Evan, but the idea of being your husband and introduced as your husband is just giving him a confidence boost. He likes the sound of being your husband and he will happily take up the title as soon as you give it to him.

Carlos Vargas;

"I didn't even have to ask or nothin'!"

- He already sees the two of you as married anyway, so he is more surprised that you were the one to do it first. He already talks about you as if you are married anyway, and it's not like he is going to just let you leave before he has a chance to make it reality.

- Carlos will 100% tease you for the casual introduction and may insist to have you call him your husband at all times. It will be an inside joke for the two of you and he loves the idea of being legally bound to you so you stay with him.

Jackson Locklear;

"R-really? Are you sure? I'm so happy!"

- Jackson sincerely hopes you aren't joking or just playing with his feelings. He is so ready to give you his heart the moment you ask him and he would love for nothing more than to share his love with you.

- It makes him genuinely so happy to hear you call him your husband and he will wear the newly appointed title while beaming with absolute pride. All he wants is to have that be his accurate title at all times.

Orion Medici;

"Ah, did the paperwork already go through?"

- Let's be honest, Orion was already somehow tricking you into marrying him in some way, shape, or form. He has done his searching and all he wants now is to settle down with you regardless of how fast you may think he is moving. Unless you two marry that first night he gets you into his bed, it will not be soon enough for him.

- Orion has had plenty of flings, but he'll be damned if he lets you get away from him. Out of all of the experience he has, you are his preference and he is certain beyond all reason that you are his ideal choice. Better to not question him, and as he sees it, you already call him your husband, may as well make it a reality.

Hahne Yamare;

"Aww, you could have asked me first! I'll always say yes for you."

- It flusters him for a moment to hear you call him your husband. Truth be told, he likes the way it sounds coming from you way more than he would like it from anyone else. He IS your husband and he would like you to say it as often as possible even if it is just the two of you.

- You calling him your husband is the first time he has felt completely confident with who he is. He knows his identity, he knows his found family and sister love him, he knows he loves you, he is truly at peace with everything and he loves that you add to his peace of mind.

Amira Woods;

"E-eh? Really??"

- She will become immediately shy and flustered if you ever call her your wife. She certainly likes the sound of being your wife, but she may need a moment to process everything before she can respond to you.

- When her brain does catch up to what you are saying, she will be a nervous wreck. One would think you said something incredibly dirty to her based off of her shy and flustered response to your words. Amira does like the sound of your voice calling her your wife, likely to trigger her flustered response all over again.

Kaya Braziel;

"That's Dr. Braziel, to you. I'm (y/n)'s wife."

- She will emphasize the doctor part, but she will also make sure that you know she is completely on board to marry you. You may not be able to tell just by looking at her, but she is all flustered and excited. Calling her your wife is like casually stating that you reciprocate her feelings.

- The moment you casually call her your wife is the moment she is planning out what flowers she wants at the wedding and what arrangement they should be in. Kaya is excited at the prospect of being married to you and basically having her name on you as if you belong to her.

Julie Winter;

"I do! I do! I do!"

- She is completely and utterly thrilled that you want her to be your wife. Secretly, she has been preparing wedding plans for a very long time and has a book put together for what she has considered as a theme for the wedding. Not only has she prepared a book of wedding plans, she has also been making custom wedding pottery in preparation.

- She will also begin to introduce herself as your wife and will hear no argument against it. Her excitement basically puts you on the spot and forces you to choose breaking her heart (which she will absolutely snap) or keep digging the hole you have already put yourself in.

Hada Yamare;

"I accept."

- Hada takes you calling her your wife as your proposal. You don't need a ring, but she will want to have couples pajamas and to have a more traditional Japanese wedding. She loves her heritage and the culture she grew up with, so she will want to honor the heritage however she can.

- Don't try to back out of it now, she desperately wants to marry you and play the role as your loving tall sea-woman. As far as she is concerned, you trying to back out is just pre-wedding jitters and she won't let you run off. In her mind, you proposed first so you had better follow through.

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amiramorozova · 8 months

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Dual Summoner and the Darkling -Another tale- Pt. 5 Bedroom (18+)

I was pulled from my thoughts when I felt his hand on my shoulder as I looked at him seeing that he was looking in my eyes. "Amira..you ok?" He asked as I nod. Those thoughts about him made me want him more as I leaned in close. "I'm just fine." I assured him as I kissed him. He kissed me back as we started to get enthralled again as he kissed my neck again as I moaned softly.

This man..he has such an effect on me.. I thought

I knew too well that it was our soulmate connection but still, I knew what I wanted and clearly he did too as we both removed each others clothes before we let them fall to the floor. I may have been shorter than him but that didn't mean I couldn't outsmart him. I pushed him on my bed as he was surprised and then went over as I climbed on top of him.

"Amira.." Aleksander said as I knew too well he wanted this just as much as I did. Part of me knew this was just my desire to feel something I hadn't in awhile but then I stopped..could he have tumbled someone else in the time we'd been apart? That thought lingered in my mind for a few moments.

He put a hand on my cheek as if he could tell I had hesitations "Amira..I've been searching for you all this time." He said as I felt my hesitation slip as I kissed him and he kissed me. I felt him adjust me before he thrusted inside of me as I moaned in the kiss and he used it to his advantage as his tongue slipped into my mouth and I was surprised.

The pace between us was evident and I broke the kiss as I moaned and leaned my head back..I had a feeling that I shouldn't be enjoying this but I couldn't help it. We kept thing going as I tried talking while tumbling. "Have you tumbled other girls?" I asked as he seemed to only increase his pace as I gasped.

"Even if I had, none compares to you." He said as he kept thrusting up into me as I gasped..and moaned as I leaned my head back. Part of me started to scream in my head that I needed to stop but I was too much into this as I knew I hadn't in so long..but the idea that another grisha touched him sort of angered me..

"That was not a.." I moaned as he hit just right spot within me that made me tremble, it didn't seem to matter what I did..We were soulmates..We were betrothed..We belonged together. " Amira, eya fyela chi.." Aleksander said as I knew he had to be lying..he just told me he loved me and that couldn't be true. (Translation: eya fyela chi - I love you)

My mind started to have many thoughts while we continued like why did I even allow this? He was the only one..the only one that I allowed to be with me like this as we moaned before I felt my release hit me. I stopped thinking about Kaitlyn being there as we kept going till we both collapsed after we both reached our end.. he had his arm around me as we both caught our breaths.

He had me look at him as we looked at each other and he seemed satisfied like I felt. "Eye Fyela Chi" Aleksander said as I shook my head. "Stop saying that..you don't." I said as I knew this was a mistake..all of our hookups were mistakes yet I kept making this choice. I removed his arm and got up as I knew if I stayed there he'd just try to remind me more about what just happened.

Saints..I'm doomed to make this choice over and over with being his soulmate..soulmates always end up together..but this was.. I thought

I felt him come up behind me as he pulled me close to him, the skin contact didn't help my thoughts as he smirked. "DId you or did you not tumble other girls before finding me again?" I asked as I knew the answer..a man has needs. Women had needs too, I had to satisfy my own when I needed.

I felt him touch my side as his hand slid down it "Yes, I had. I searched everywhere for you..but you seemed to always be so many steps ahead of me..you're different." He said as I looked at him from the corner of my eye. Was I really different? I tumbled with him..how many girls had he manipulated to use them?

He turned me around to face him "I didn't force you into this. You wanted this just as much as I did Amira.." He said as I hated the truth in his words..I did. I could still feel his hands on me in places no one else had touched even though he was only touching my shoulders. "You're my soulmate..you didn't ask the most important question. What I was thinking about when I was with them.." He said as I wondered if I even wanted to know. "What were you thinking about?" I asked as I figured it couldn't be that bad.. He lifted one hand up to my cheek as he leaned in and kissed me..my mind didn't want to resist all the way as I kissed him back and when he pulled away he looked into my eyes. "You..I thought about how it felt with our on again off again hook ups...how you look so distracted in pleasure..the way you looked just a few minutes ago." He said

I looked at him in surprise knowing that I was always being a bit harsh. "I am used to not having you around..so forgive me if yo-" "Push you into desire..make you feel things that you know you shouldn't." He said as he moved his hand down and slid his fingers inside of me as I moaned in reaction. "Whatever you do to yourself, is nothing compared to what I do..that brings you pleasure." He said as he started to move his fingers as I trembled under his touch and closed my eyes.

He started to increase his pace as I moaned again "See, your needs need taken care of too..you just need to let someone take care of them." He said as he continued but he backed me up to the wall which gave him more space to probe as I tried keeping my thoughts cleared. "That's it Amira..just let me take care of you.." He said as I tried to not let it show but fuck he knew exactly what he was doing as he knew how to bring me pleasure like no one else.

He kept up that pace as he wasn't letting up and I moaned but I should have been paying attention to the fact he was also getting hard on my moans cause he removed his fingers as I gasped to thrust inside as he thrusted inito me fast and hard as I gripped on his shouders as we both moaned before it wasn't too much longer we released togther..

Saints..that felt good...but like with every time we cum togther..saints..another pregnancy scare in my future.. I thought

Eventually we pulled apart and got dressed as we walked out..Kaitlyn was having some tea and she whistled seeing us. "Damn, when you both go at it..you go at it for awhile.." Kaitlyn joked as I knew I still had my job. "Shut up." I said

Aleksander seemed to smirk as he took my hand and kissed it. "I will get you to see that eya fyela chi. I'll see you around.." He said as he left.

He keeps saying he loves me..no way he does.. I thought

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