#transplant warrior

[lovejandbcus]

Thank you in advance for giving and sharing..

Here’s to a Healthy 2024…

#lung transplant #transplant warrior #hairy pits #armpits #hairy

[usavinyls]

#transplant warrior #transplant mask

[smokeclan-oc]

Ivyflower - fluffy dark calico shecat

Family: Ruefeather (father), Cloverbud (mother), too many siblings to name  Gender / Sexuality: shecat / gay  Personality: smart, social, sweet talker, loves to socialize, hates being alone Backstory: It was after the apprentice den was empty for two seasons that the senior warriors realized something had to happen. They did too good of jobs training the young warriors, and they were so focused on the clan, they didnt mingle. So the senior warriors and elders stepped in, arranging matings. The plan was to raise from a kit, the next leader of the clan. First contestant is Ivyflower. From a family of large cats who are skilled hunters and trackers, she picked up on the handed down skills with ease. Outshining her siblings even in the nursery, she picked up on hunting crouches that her clanmates would practice and mimicked them. When a small kit stumbled away from the nursery, five moon old Ivykit had ended up helping track him down even before the mother noticed he was missing.  Now a warrior, its obvious Ivyflower has no intention of having kits. She’s a sweet flirty shecat, who tends to flirt with *everyone*. She just wants to practice mating, she doesnt want to have kits. Because of this she’s definitely more openly interested in mollies than tomcats. It doesn’t put too much of a damper on her clanmates though because she’s so much fun to be around and knows how to balance fun and work. She is *always* chosen to go to gatherings. Everyone knows she’ll be the next deputy.  Ideal Partner: the girlboss from another clan, or the cute femme one, or gimme the other striving for leadership queen  Position | Clan: Warrior | Whisperclan 

Olivegaze - fluffy dark brown tabby tom

Family: Furzeskip (father), Sageleaf (mother), Runningstep (brother) Gender / Sexuality: tom / demisexual - aromantic  Personality: observant, apathetic, impatient, commanding, ambitious  Backstory: It was after the apprentice den was empty for two seasons that the senior warriors realized something had to happen. They did too good of jobs training the young warriors, and they were so focused on the clan, they didnt mingle. So the senior warriors and elders stepped in, arranging matings. The plan was to raise from a kit, the next leader of the clan. First contestant is Olivegaze. He comes from a line of famous leaders like Oakstar and Nettlestar.  A near identical copy of Oakstar, Olivegaze has the historical leader’s insane observant skills. He knows exactly what’s going on in every cats personal life by observing them. He then uses this to his advantage as needed. Typically, he uses it to offer help. Does he see a father who is a little aching thanks to an old injury, trying to  hunt prey for his kits? How sweet of Olivegaze to ask to go hunting for the nursery.  He’s a clever social creature. He ends up being a favored friend of those with secrets to hide, him being known for an incredible alibi. Thanks to this, the senior warriors and elders adore his personality and think he is the best qualified for the leadership position, but they are blinded by his bloodline, since he lacks an emotional attachment to the clan. Ideal Partner: the overly emotional one, or someone like greystripe as his deputy, or the emotional medicine cat who steers him the right way  Position | Clan: Warrior | Whisperclan

Alderknot - small dark ginger/brown tom

Family: Flamebark (father), Oakflight (mother), Sapsnout (sister) Gender / Sexuality: Tom / demisexual  Personality: smart, great leader, talks with respect to everyone, doenst *order* people around, he ask “Cinnamonpatch can you go with the dawn patrol?” Not “Cinnamonpatch youre going on the dawn patrol” Backstory: It was after the apprentice den was empty for two seasons that the senior warriors realized something had to happen. They did too good of jobs training the young warriors, and they were so focused on the clan, they didnt mingle. So the senior warriors and elders stepped in, arranging matings. The plan was to raise from a kit, the next leader of the clan. First contestant is Alderknot. From a long line of pureblood Thrushclan warriors, Alderknot is a perfect choice. Smaller than the average Thrushclan tom, he isnt seen as a big threat, but he is a great leader. When in command of his warriors, he leads them fiercely into battle. His smaller body makes him a great back up, able to weave through battle and support his warriors where needed.  He mentored his nephew, Slugtrail, and then his son, Moosestrike, in his deputy position. Alderknot is a great choice for leader, he’s smart and battle ready. Yet there’s just something off about him. He uses the sounds of a battlefield to guide him, and the feel of the fur against his claws. What the clan doesnt know, is for some reason, he’s been going slightly blind in one of his eyes, but he’s been training since an apprentice to fight his vision problems so he can serve his clan. Ideal Partner: the one who has been helping him train with the blindness, the one cat who knows, maybe he med cat apprentice who has been helping him Position | Clan: Deputy | Whisperclan

Cinderhollow - fluffy round faced tom with grey and white fur

Family: Longfang (mother), Meadowhall (sister) Gender / Sexuality: tom / demi  Personality: kind, loyal, fatherly, doesn’t see borders when it comes to helping another cat, didn’t used to have such a soft spot for kits  Backstory: One horrid bareleaf, a cold wind came from Frostclan’s mountains, and covered the entire forest in snow and ice unlike they’ve ever seen. When the clans began to starve, and herbs became scarce for the first time in some territories, Frostclan stepped up. They sent warriors to other clans to teach them how to hunt and forage in the snow, and the forest grew stronger. After this selfless act from Frostclan, the next generation of kits born after the Frost Wind were breeds of their own. Often coined with the phrase “blizzard kit” these cats just seem like out of a whole new book. Stronger, bigger, smarter, faster, they are prime warriors. More resilient than most, the clans believe this is due to the kits being mixed blood, the frostclan warriors spreading their dna throughout the entire forest after offering some hunting aid to the other clans.  Cinderhollow was the first of many blizzard kits. Thrushclan had been on the verge of starvation when Frostclan aided them. Living in marshes, their main supply of food and herbs seriously withered, and they didnt understand hunting in the soft fluffy slippery snow versus the muddy wet grass of their usual land. His clan flourished when greenleaf came, and the nursery was full when Cinderhollow was born to his very proud career queen mother.  Cinderhollow was born, raised, trained, and named a warrior in Thrushclan. One day he was hunting by himself when he came across the river separating his territory from Whisperclans. A queen was on the other side, calling for help. He forgot about the borders and rushed over to help. Being in a full nursery meant he had some experience seeing kittens, and he knew she was about to give birth. He did the best he could to help her, but when help finally arrived, she had already joined Starclan. Cinderhollow felt he couldnt leave the kits, now that they had no kin. So with the permission of the leaders, he went to join Whisperclan to help raise the kits.  Gingerkit, Brightkit, and Leafkit are all healthy young kits now, nearing apprenticehood. Cinderhollow is having an exceptionally difficult time adjusting to the territory and hunting in trees, but he does his best to be a good example for his kits, even if hes basically seen as an apprentice around here. Ideal Partner: someone who wants to mentor one of the kits, or the eventual mentor of one of them, or one of the warriors who do their best to include cinder, who treats him like an actual warrior  Position | Clan: Warrior | Whisperclan

#ivyflower #olivegaze #alderknot #cinderhollow #whisperclan character #deputy #warrior #transplant warrior #{ queued for your viewing pleasure }

[the-helixverse]

Villain Profile: Iron Lung

The emergence of posthumans in 1951 brought with it a new revolution in biotechnology. Many prominent scientists, psychologists, biologists, physicians and others sought to use these to their fullest potential. One of them was Dr. Julius Leichtenberg.

Born in Hesse in 1937 and later immigrating to the UK, Leichtenberg was an aspiring neurosurgeon who attended the University of Oxford. His biggest influences were American neurosurgeon Robert White and Soviet organ donation pioneer Vladimir Demikhov.

Leichtenberg was fascinated by the idea of head and brain transplants, and believed it was possible to utilize this technology to save lives, whether it was preserving the brain or attaching it to a new body, either natural or artificial. The procedure had yet to be performed on a human and Liechtenberg and others were looking for willing subjects.

However, it was during this search that Leichtenberg, along with several other bystanders, were gravely injured in a fight between a posthuman criminal and police in the streets. The collateral damage left him so badly injured that being rendered quadriplegic was the best case scenario. It was more likely he would not survive.

Already a rather bitter man after facing criticism for his support of brain transplants, Liechtenberg's embitterment turned to spite and he decided to volunteer for his own work. With the help of thoroughly detailed notes and several assistants, he had his brain removed and preserved in solution and attached to a set of artificial sensory relays.

It would've been easy enough for Liechtenberg to simply find a donor body or have one grown for him and move on from there. But, after spending days, weeks and months fixating on his resentment- as well as possible unexpected psychological effects of being an isolated brain- he opted instead to pursue revenge.

The full details of what happened afterward is unclear, but Liechtenberg opted to have his brain preserved in a blast-proof canister and encased in an artificial body, which was then armed with various weapons and means for destruction. Early models were large, clunky and mechanical, which is where he earned his moniker in the press: "Iron Lung."

Iron Lung's primary M.O. is targeting posthumans, particularly those who try to use their abilities to make the world a better place, and either killing them or mutilating them to the point where they can no longer use them. He's shown no qualms about doing the same with other philanthropists, leaders, law enforcement or anyone else who gets in his way.

After numerous skirmishes, he's also gradually adapted his artificial bodies, upgrading them with new and better technology, weapons and equipment. He has now become a large, snake-like figure with a highly flexible body composed of synthetic muscle. He's also learned and employed a great deal of tactical skill, showing both proficiency in combat and the willingness to retreat when overwhelmed.

To date, no one has ever been able to capture him. The most that can be done is to cause him enough harm to force him to retreat and repair himself. With the only vital component of him being his brain, which is always hidden behind several layers of protection, the damage he can take is staggering. Efforts to stop him have gone so far have included RPGs, a Lockheed AH-56 Cheyenne and an FV4201 Chieftain tank.

He also possesses and artificial voice that retains his native accent, and while it sounds disturbingly even throughout (comparable to HAL 9000), the more damage he takes, the more this voice distorts until it devolves into a loud series of electronic whirs and blaring.

Because of the viciousness of his attacks and the nature of his existence, head and brain transplants remain a contentious subject, although a handful have been performed in the years between Iron Lung's emergence.

#the-helixverse #gene warriors #helix earth #oc #original character #my art #villain profile #Iron Lung #brain transplant #alternate history

[finely-aged-dragons]

i have no idea what the hell happened last time the old host tried to play inquisition bc i went into this remembering the coding didn't allow me to be nice to Sera ever and that I'd hate the annoying Egg.

but uh. I've managed to have a decent friendship with Sera without being an ass to her 100% of the time and we're kiiiiiind of a little in love with Solas ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ oops lol

#it's too bad Savraas is a dude and also qunari #I'll just have to start on Ranna's playthrough in earnest ig lol #she's technically an elder/scrolls transplant. the kiddo of captain lex and my pc #did i make her a warrior? i think so. i HOPE so she's supposed to take after her dad #her mum is a master craftself in this universe lol bows a specialty

[the-badger-mole]

PLEASE elaborate on dark Aang killing Sokka, I love your ideas

Aang's demonstrated a lack of respect for the SWT customs and culture. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that they are more overtly dependent on hunting than the other nations, but also I think there's not a little bit of classism, too. As they get older, and Aang becomes more insistent that the whole world be more like the Air Nomads, it would become a sticking point between Sokka and Aang. Suki would also not trust Aang blindly, which would influence Sokka, too. The tension between them would grow over the years, not at all helped by Sokka's feelings about how Aang treats Katara and her children.

Over time, Aang's support for the soft colonization of the NWT of the SWT would become too much, and Sokka would demand that any NWT transplants are subject to the SWT's laws and customs just like they would be if they immigrated anywhere else. Aang would argue that the more "sophisticated" NWT was having an enlightening effect on the rustic SWT. His thinking is that the NWT's influence would bring the SWT closer in line with Air Nomad philosophies, or at least the philosophies as he understands them. Sokka's not having it, though. One day Aang goes too far and supports what is essentially a coup that would leave Sokka as chief in name only so the the NWT can set up an annex government. Of course Sokka will not stand for that. At this point, the rest of Aang's friends see the problem, too and go to support Sokka. There is a skirmish between the NWT colonial forces and Sokka's warriors. Aang goes into the Avatar State, trying to end the conflict, but he attacks the SWT forces, who are being led by Sokka. Sokka takes a hit and he dies. It's too fast for Katara to even attempt to heal him.

When Aang comes back, he sees the death and destruction he's caused. Sokka  is among the dead, and Aang is at a crossroads. He can either realize that he has failed as the Avatar and become the very thing he was supposed to protect the world against, or he can retreat further into his selfish denial and lament what he was forced to do.

Sokka's death has a ripple effect. Fire Lord Zuko officially voices his dissent of the NWT's occupation of the SWT. Katara takes her brother's place as leader of the SWT, and she leaves Aang, taking her children with her, including Tenzin. With Toph's influence, Gaoling and Omashu both unite with the Fire Nation against the NWT and Aang. Something like the Equalist movement takes shape in the SWT and the Earth Kingdom, and Aang finds himself facing backlash. The people of the world begin to question the actual duty of the Avatar, and how much say he should have in any of the world's conflicts.

#atla #anti aang #anti kataang #dark!aang au #tenzin might not be katara's child #i haven't decided yet

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Healthcare Quotes!

(dark humor)

Four: My patient really needs a liver transplant. I want tonight to be the night he gets it. Legend: What’s your blood type? Four, rolling his eyes: Not my liver. I want to see him recover and all! Sky: That would be the fastest way to procure it, though. The ultimate sacrifice for your patient. Truly being a patient advocate. Legend: Let us know when you off yourself and we’ll give it like six minutes so you can be properly brain dead and all. Four, huffing: How about Warriors? He’s strong, healthy— Sky: Nah, he drinks too much, you don’t want his liver. Wars: >:O I DO NOT Legend: *wheezing*

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Mo: *coughing* Hyrule: You good? Mo: I’m dying Aurora: None of that crap until the shift is over, we’ve had enough call outs tonight! Mo, sadly: Aw man

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Warriors: *exiting a patient’s room laughing* Legend: What’s so funny? Wars: This dude has the absolute best insults ever. Legend: Who was he insulting? Wars: Me, because he didn’t get his water fast enough, but man was it amazing. Legend, interested now: So what did he call you?? Warriors, smirking evilly: You’ll never know. Legend: Wha—YOU CANT LEAD ME ON AND THEN LEAVE ME HANGING LIKE THAT

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Twilight, staring into the void: Ilia: What’s wrong? Twi: The girl in 15 said I couldn’t play with her ponies because I wasn’t cool enough. Ilia, biting back laughter: That’s rough, buddy

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Wild: This one teenager I was transporting to MRI said I was so bad at directions I couldn't find my way out of a paper bag. Twilight: She ain’t wrong. Wind: Did you say anything back? Wild: I said “Actually I can, animal control tried to use a bag to catch me and I found my way out of it just fine.” Twi, sighing: I can believe it

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Time, stopping a surgical resident from doing something: That is what we call an artery. When I said don’t kill the patient, I meant don’t kill the patient. Since you were about to cut the artery, I think we need a lesson really quickly on what does and does not kill a patient. Time: For example. Bleeding to death leads to dying. I know this might be hard for you to understand but— Malon: *narrows eyes, raises eyebrow* Time:…But I understand you’re still learning.

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Fable: Yeah, so she was supposed to get a mini-MVR, they perfed her LV, then they fixed that and her papillary muscles tore, then they tried to fix that and she got a VSD, so they just put her on ECMO and balloon pump and shipped her to us. Wild: What does—what?? Time: Her heart woke up and chose violence. Or her surgeon did, I’m not sure which.

#lu in healthcare #quotes #incorrect quotes #skye time travels through the queue

[ghouljams]

Hi! I'm absolutely in love with your Viking!Soap, and I read that ask about Hozier. I, like one of the comments, thought about Foreigner's God. I fucking live for the yearning, and having Soap desperate for the reader, not only because of her, but also beacuse of what she means (the only person who understands, his culture, his languaje, his beliefs, his past, his identity) gives me life.

Imagine something happens to her. She gets hurt, or sick, or kidnapped, or lost or whatever. And Soap is left, yet again, with this bunch of people who talk a rough language, who have another vision of the world. And yeah, he's been living with them, like them, for quite some time. But it feels like losing his home all over again. And he's so desperate.

He's not proud, but one night, after too many others wide awake, scared, angry and alone, he prays. He's already prayed to his gods. Already asked for help. Already begged. There's been no answer. So, despite the fact that he can't express the depth of his despair in this barbaric other language, he prays to gods that aren't his. Gods he doesn't fully believe in.

It feels like a betrayal.

But it would feel like a betrayal too if he didn't beg for your life to anyone who may listen. Anyone who might help.

He's thankful in a universal way when he learns you're okay.

Augh, yeah, the absolute yearning that Soap carries with him. He's left his home behind and joined his new brothers in the 141, but he still remembers the old songs, still prays to his gods, still keeps his family's traditions. I think this an interesting point too, towards viking culture, because they weren't exactly assimilationists and they weren't evangelists either. Soap is wholly welcome to keep his traditions and religion, the 141 isn't going to push him to join their church or forget his home. In my mind all of them have their own pieces of culture from outside of their newly shared home.

And yet despite this Soap is still somewhat of an outsider. He's the last of his kind, the only one left to tell his stories in this strange new land full of strange new people. He doesn't look down on their gods, or their culture(this is a very Christian thing to do...) but they don't feel like they're his. Parts of them maybe, but all of it? No. The vikings he works with and loves, the men he breaks bread with, aren't warring barbarians, they're people with jobs, men who are honor bound to serve their village in this particular way. They're warriors that saved Soap from the path he'd been walking, and he respects them.

AND YET. And yet. He is culturally alone. Even the reader is not exactly a match to him. They speak the same language, but their clans, their villages, their values, have clear differences. Their gods have different names. Their mothers sang different songs. Their lives were altered in similar fashions, but they way they grieve is fundamentally different. But... he still clings to them. They're as close as he can get. He doesn't have Gaz's transplanted family, doesn't have Ghost's cousin-culture, doesn't have Price's "born and raised here" claim. He has one person who might take some of the burden of loneliness, and they hate him.

He prayed to any god that would listen to give him back everything he lost, and they never heard him. The only people that heard him were the 141, and they tried to fill in the gaps. Gave him the things he needed to keep going, and begin again. He'll never be able to repay them for that. So you will have to excuse Soap his assimilation.

#ghoul speaks #viking au #sorry this was more meta analysis than anything else #john soap mactavish

[contentment-of-cats]

More Chiss head canons

Why, yes. I am geeking out.

1: The Chiss came from a 'sleeper ship' that missed its target world around 30,000 years ago after being launched from the Ratukan Empire. The ship spent 3,000 or 4,000 years in transit. The Humans who reached Csilla found not a welcoming world, but a planet that experienced periodic ice ages.

2: The Chiss skin color evolved from minerals in the hydrosphere, and were later found to be a silica-based life form that acted as a symbiont, allowing rapid evolutionary changes. The life form is now extinct, but slotted itself into the genes of the settlers and has remained in Chiss DNA and is outwardly reflected in their iridescent 'freckles' - which are a silicate similar to mica. The freckles will shed from time to time over the course of a Chiss' life. It was debated at the time that this was a sapient life form that was dying out, and 'invaded' the settlers to survive. Others argued that it was a type megavirus or even a hive virus with no sentience. Many settlers died from the 'infection' in a time called 'The Interval' before Ancient Chiss evolved into Modern Chiss about 5,000 years after the founding.

3: The Chiss terraformed Csilla over tens of thousands of years, turning it into a garden world, settling other worlds in the same time period. Before the Intergalactic War where they allied with the Sith, the Chiss governed an empire. After the Intergalactic War and the use of the Starflash along with Ratukan weaponry, the Chiss never terraformed another planet as penance for their sins.

4: Hundreds of Chiss colonies were lost to the warfare that created the Chaos. What is not mentioned in any modern history course is that the Chaos was created deliberately to confound both Sith and Jedi. The Chaos interfered, as as seen in Alliances, with the ability to find other Force users in the Chaos. Palpatine could not find the Sky-walkers until they were taken beyond the borders of the Chaos.

5: Chiss history is heavily redacted. After the Intergalactic War, they changed even their system of writing to make it incomprehensible to outsiders. Cheunh is not allowed to be spoken in the presence of outsiders, and communication instead relies on trade languages like Minnisiat. Meese Caulf, and Sy Bisti.

6: There are Chiss intelligence agents in 'Lesser Space' and even in the Empire and Rebellion itself. Candidates must be smaller than average and undertake extensive surgical remodeling to pass as other species. It includes eye transplants, and only the most dedicated (fanatical) of intelligence officers will undergo the years-long process. The program is top-level clearance, with six people at a time knowing about the program and allowed to read the briefs. The Supreme Admiral, the Supreme General, the UAG Chief, the Speaker of the Syndicure, and two civilians who are kept anonymous.

7: The histories of many planets speaks of blue warriors, or even blue gods who disappeared 5,000 years back. Chiss ruins can be found on Hoth, though nobody can now read the language.

8: There are Chiss who live outside the Ascendancy, descended from exiles and those who fled in other ways. If any Chiss of the Ascendancy happens on the Outlanders, they are instructed to report immediately, detain if possible, terminate in extreme cases only. In some cases, these Outlanders have hundreds of years outside of the Ascendancy and are not keen on going back.

9: Yes, there are a number of women in the CEDF, and nobody would stand in their way. As with Lakinda/Ziinda, it's a way for girls of Common and Lesser families to move up and secure their future outside of making a good match and having children. Blood-born girls like Ziara are heavily pressured not to join.

10: Upon leaving service, Sky-walkers are not encouraged to talk to others about being Sky-walkers, even to other former Sky-walkers. They are largely isolated by the Ruling Families, and pushed to marry within their adoptive or an allied House. Many do marry within their adopting House as it is well-known that the little girls of Ruling Houses are seldom chosen as Sky-walkers.

#chiss ascendancy #chiss #headcanon #thrawn

[anakinfests]

round two is here! enjoy and make sure to kudos and comment for all the lovely creators of these works!

day one twitter thread: here

01. Curious Cultures by anonymous

“I know I am not your. . . ideal partner for this mission, but surely you’ve experienced enough that it should not be too off putting, right?” Anakin’s silence made space seem loud. “You will answer me, Anakin Skywalker, or I will have you sent back Coruscant.” “I haven’t,” or Anakin and Obi-Wan have to get married for a mission and Anakin left out a crucial fact

02. The Will of the Desert by anonymous

Anakin know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Obi-Wan is meant to be his. He just really need the Universe to gets its act together and make it happen.

03. take me out (to the ballgame) by anonymous

Obi-Wan goes to the baseball game against his wishes. He meets a handsome stranger and kisses him. (Not against his wishes)

04. thine cup spillth over by anonymous

Anakin is the son of the Force. The Chosen One. He was born to feed the Force's warriors.

05. Baby Duck Syndrome by anonymous

It is an unexpected shock when it happens because by the time Anakin is born almost all imprints are made, not natural. But Anakin’s master is a Toydarian, and there has never been a successful imprint made between a human and one of them. So as long as Anakin is useful, he does not need to know about imprinting, because it is not something that Watto can do to him, or to his mom. Then the Jedi comes, and Anakin touches his apprentice’s hand.

06. make every last moment last by anonymous

Anakin dreads the inevitable end of the war. Padmé is his wife, but Obi-Wan is his mate. He shouldn't have either . He can't keep them both forever. The future will be here before he knows it, and Anakin needs to get himself together so he can be a good husband again. So he can learn to be a good father. But he won’t be either of those things tonight. Tonight, there’s only one thing he can be.

07. just grab me and take me by anonymous

His hard cock swung between his legs as he rocked on his fingers, nearly sobbing from how it was almost right. He wanted more – he always wanted more – and this was on the edge of not enough. A hand wrapped around his hip and Anakin startled. “Look at you,” purred Obi-Wan, his other hand grazing down the length of Anakin’s bare arched back, “you couldn’t wait, baby girl?”

08. love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind by anonymous

The lack of Anakin at Obi-Wan's side was telling. Something was wrong. Obi-Wan tried to put the worry out of his head, replaying the previous night over and over. He’d spanked Anakin, but he’d done that plenty of times by now. He had also been rather strict with Anakin, but Anakin liked that. Anakin had told Obi-Wan that much a thousand times by now. Obi-Wan sighed, pushing away the datapad and pinching the bridge of his nose as he often did when he was annoyed at a situation. This time, however, he was annoyed at himself.

09. a vision of your blue eyes, so lovely by anonymous

“Let me take care of you,” Obi-Wan soothed. “No, I can’t,” Anakin’s hands ran down his forearms, up his biceps and to his chest where he grabbed desperately onto his shirt. “Why not?” Obi-Wan’s fingers threaded through Anakin’s hair, petting and carding through the short strands. Anakin felt more self conscious than he’d ever felt in his life. What if you hurt me? Was what Anakin wanted to ask. Instead, a sob racked his body and Obi-Wan’s arms went around him easily, like they always were supposed to. Or, what happens after the movie Awake if Anakin met Obi-Wan after his heart transplant.

10. Alpha|Alpha by anonymous

Obi-Wan looked at his former apprentice and smiled to himself. Anakin was the image of the perfect Alpha from the outside – he was tall, masculine, easily aggravated and hot-headed, assertive. Everything the society expected. Omegas always threw themselves at him, and Obi-Wan took unhealthy pleasure in watching them fail to seduce him.

11. Please, Devour Me? by anonymous

GFFA AU Obi-Wan and Anakin enjoy a moment alone together in Hyperspace, and Obi-Wan makes a selfish demand. -- “Like a rancor.” “A rancor?” Obi-Wan tugged at the lace with his teeth. “How insulting.” Anakin laughed but there was a tremor to his voice, the realisation that calling his beloved a rancor was probably a little more insulting than how he'd meant it. His legs fell apart even more, the skirts dipping between his thighs and Obi-Wan gripped the lace of one of the stockings in his teeth and tugged, pulling it down and over Anakin’s knee. --

12. Dream a Little Dream (Of You & Me) by anonymous

In response to a prompt by Anonymous in the SubAnakin_ObikinFest collection. Prompt:   Obi-Wan is an incubus and is frequently pulled into the dreams people have about him. It's never bothered him—it is how he feeds that part of himself and he always makes sure everyone has a good time—but it's become a bit bothersome ever since Anakin started his journey of sexual discovery and his Master is a frequent flyer in those fantasies. And it becomes difficult to walk away the more Anakin grows into a man and also into Obi-Wan's own personal wet dream. Anakin, his strong-willed and bratty Padawan, proves to be quite submissive and sweet in the land of his dreams. DNW: hard kinks

13. books and their covers by anonymous

Obi-Wan knows very well what he is. People look at his master and see a big strong alpha, and then they look at him, they see... well, the exact opposite. As a beta, he may not stand out much in the shadow of his powerful alpha master, but Obi-Wan is the only one who can make Anakin come.

14. i'd follow you down, down, down by anonymous

He watched as the Separatist ships jumped to hyperspace in a flash of blue. His own men’s ships around him began going back to the Negotiator but Anakin didn’t move. Not yet. He stared into space; the blackness of it, the stars that sparkled. There was nothing around him, and if he didn’t turn his ship around, he couldn’t see the Star Destroyer waiting for him. It was all empty, just like him. Just like their room had been when he woke up.

15. all tied up in knots by anonymous

The only thing that eases the sting of Anakin Skywalker's one-sided love affair with his roommate, Obi-Wan Kenobi, is the fact that they're also friends with benefits which means he gets some part of Obi-Wan at least a few times a week. He's made his peace with it, and his favorite part of the day is easily when his no-strings-attached fuck buddy pushes him down onto the mattress for a round of gentle, vanilla sex beneath the covers. Any part of Obi-Wan he can get, he'll take and not ask for more. That is, until he comes home early from work one night to hear Obi-Wan domming a woman in their living room, and Anakin's confronted with the knowledge that Obi-Wan is giving out parts of himself to people he's certainly never given Anakin. And that's just untenable. Follow Anakin as he tries to convince Obi-Wan to dom him, learns what BDSM even is, does paperwork, comes, gets rope burn, and maybe even gets the love of his life. Yes, in that order.

16. Taste of the Divine by anonymous

The day had seemed never-ending, filled with meeting after meeting and the infinite responsibilities of a wartime High General. Even Obi-Wan’s evening promised the sweet embrace of unrelenting work. Although, duty was the last thing on Obi-Wan’s mind when he laid eyes on what waited for him in his quarters. Or rather, who.

17. the way you bend, the way you break by anonymous

Anakin has a deeply rooted, shameful fantasy of having power taken away from him, by force. Obi-Wan, the ever sedulous and equally incorrigible partner, shares this fantasy and indulges his lover.

18. All Good Things (Come to Those Who Wait) by anonymous

“We’ve finally trained your hole to take all of me. Let’s do the same with your mouth next, shall we?" Anakin learns to trust that his Master knows what he's doing.

#obikin #obikin event #sub anakin fest #subanakinfest #vaderwan #obiani #anaobi

[fauchart]

Knaaren OC? Knaaren OC.

Gahlen, druid/shaman that takes care of healing other knaarens when they brawl, and especially when they fall ill - that'd be too dishonorable a death for their warrior caste. They grow their own mosses and herbs, though he sometimes goes outside himself to fetch rare plants, or those that don't survive the transplant to the underground.

Despite being a healer, he's absolutely not a pacifist. He can and will and already have been into numerous fights, and he has a fair amount of kills to his name. Of course.

Close to the royal family, he has at times advised them. A fairly traditionalist knaaren, he's nonetheless not entirely adverse to change, but still distrusts outsiders - and isn't overjoyed about the revered title of Champion having been awarded to Rayman.

Why are they blue? Well I always thought knaarens looked inspired by fish, and this mere idea had me running with the concept of a Knaaren inspired by deep sea fish. That's literally it, I just think it's neat. I'll probably come up with a serious canon reason at some point lmfao Also I've put triangle motifs a lil bit everywhere in their design and I've decided it's a knaaren symbol meaning "health" or something. Yipee.

#rayman #knaaren #ocs #gahlen #my art #hi i'm sorry my brain is kinda going in overdrive about rayman rn and so new ocs are thrown at your faces. bear with me #january 2024 more like raynuary 2024 immarite #anyway hope you like this new guy i love them already. i want them to crush bones

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[smokeclan-oc]

Colddust - large white tom with pale eyes

Family: Rubbleclaw (father), Swancreek (mother), too many siblings to list Gender / Sexuality: Tom / demiexual  Personality: brave, quick to help, maybe a little too excited to fight, but hed never start a fight for no reason, he just isnt that passive, probably would say “you wanna take this conversation outside?” A lot.  Backstory: Colddust was an apprentice on his warrior assessment when he was near the Smokeclan border and heard a cry out for help. The warrior who was watching him lost track of the large apprentice, finding him moments later in a locked battle with some rogues on the side of Smokeclan. He saved the life of the deputy, much to the thankfulness of his young daughter, the medicine cat. Colddust (then Coldpaw) had fulfilled a prophecy she had witnessed moons ago. From rubble will come a cold wind to change the tides and save the stream. Smokeclan offered for Coldpaw to come to Smokeclan and be named a warrior. He was a hero to their clan after all, and with his leaders approval, Coldpaw went.  He was from a good breeding, and Frostclan was more than happy to offer their pure blood Frostclan warrior to Smokeclan as a hero. His father was a strong ruler, and theyd love to have someone with dual loyalties in Smokeclan.  Colddust is loyal to Smokeclan though. Saving the deputy has given him a sense of protection over the clan, and he often looks to the senior warriors for direction. Like his father, he’s incredible in battle, his large paws hurt even without his claws out.  Ideal Partner: the medicine cat who saw the prophecy, or another kit of the deputy who he saved, or an elder apprentice who befriends him Position | Clan: Warrior | Smokeclan

Sandystorm - pale ginger tom with long fur

Family: Yellowheart (mother), Hazelgaze (sister) Gender / Sexuality: Tom / pansexual Personality: charming, smooth talker, just does what he wants and it always somehow works out for him, like a walking demigod Backstory: One horrid bareleaf, a cold wind came from Frostclan’s mountains, and covered the entire forest in snow and ice unlike they’ve ever seen. When the clans began to starve, and herbs became scarce for the first time in some territories, Frostclan stepped up. They sent warriors to other clans to teach them how to hunt and forage in the snow, and the forest grew stronger. After this selfless act from Frostclan, the next generation of kits born after the Frost Wind were breeds of their own. Often coined with the phrase “blizzard kit” these cats just seem like out of a whole new book. Stronger, bigger, smarter, faster, they are prime warriors. More resilient than most, the clans believe this is due to the kits being mixed blood, the frostclan warriors spreading their dna throughout the entire forest after offering some hunting aid to the other clans.  Born to Thrushclan, his Thrushclan signature sage colored eyes show that. Sandystorm was such a tomcat in his home clan. Flirty, popular, handsome, sauve, he was such a smooth talker. He had big paws and he knew how to use them. It surprised absolutely no one when he disappears one day, to reappear claiming he had joined Smokeclan. He was just that kind of guy. Even though he wasnt sleezy, you could tell he could be, and he’s handsome enough he could get away with it.  Sandystorm had been maintaining a close friendship with an apprentice from Smokeclan since he was an apprentice himself. When his now warrior friend told him his mate was pregnant, Sandystorm was so overjoyed with his friend. Realizing he’d be unable to see the kits, he realized his heart and loyalty wasnt with Thrushclan. It was with Smokeclan. He joined them shortly after becoming a warrior, and now is loving godfather to Bluekit, Snowkit, and Stormkit. Ideal Partner: the mate of his bff, like gimme a poly, i have the perfect other cat if we need it, he just gives “moms boyfriend” Position | Clan: Warrior | Smokeclan

#colddust #sandystorm #transplant warrior #warrior #smokeclan character #{ queued for your viewing pleasure }

[troutfur]

More Warriors fans, especially non-Anglo-American fans, should transplant the setting into where they live, tbh.

#warrior cats #wc

[earthstellar]

had a wild Insecticons AU dream

the Lost Light was a eusocial colony that branched off from the main colony (Cybertron)

Rodimus was the Queen but with the introduction of Megatron as another Queen (and alongside general dissatisfaction with Rodimus' initial leadership approach), instead of being co-captains, Rodimus is nearly killed in order to depose him -- as there can be only one clearly defined Queen in a given hive

Drift and Ratchet take pity on him and let him build a sort of empty nest in a spare room/small comb cluster across from them within the hive-ship

but Rodimus is really fucked up by the whole thing and isn't doing well

in the meantime, since Megatron's spark is too weak to support any expansion of the hive population (can't produce new sparks), Rodimus makes a brief attempt to make a challenge for leadership again but Megatron makes the point that with limited space and supplies in the hive-ship, the priority for the colony is not reproduction but rather sustaining their current crew for the time being

Magnus backs this up as being a logical choice that works in favour of the colony's wellbeing, so Rodimus withdraws and is extremely depressed until they come across a hot spot full of new sparks

Rodimus sneaks one on board to sustain it within his little comb cluster in his quarters, but any sparks that aren't either from the current Queen or supported by the rest of the hive flicker out, so Rodimus is caught when he realises this and tries to sneak the spark off the ship again to leave it with the others in the hot spot to give it a chance at survival

naturally this causes a shit storm because not only was this a bad thing to do in the first place (but understandably desperate because of course as a Queen he wants to build a thriving hive and it's seen as an instinctual thing, doesn't negate his poor judgement but it does explain it), but it's also seen as attempting to undermine the current Queen

so Rodimus ends up being the one who is exiled and it ends up being Drift and Ratchet who eventually go try to find him -- the alternative was just killing Rodimus and Drift is the one who convinced Magnus to opt for banishment instead of outright evisceration

banishment for a eusocial species is basically a death sentence anyway, though, and it's the guilt that pushes Drift to convince Ratchet to come with him to look for Rodimus

when they find him he's in such a poor state, hiding out in a cave filled with misshapen hive combs and structures, not enough to store fuel properly etc.

but he's alive and Ratchet helps get him physically well at least; there's no way they can bring Rodimus back because You Cannot Have Two Queens but they help build decent structures etc. in Rodimus' sad little empty nest to make it less sad

Drift can't bear to leave his friend alone with no colony because Rodimus is sure to die at some point on his own, so TL;DR their either find another hot spot to transplant new sparks into some of the hive combs/structures or Drift/Ratchet do the dew with Rodimus so that he'll hopefully produce a decent number of warrior sparks and support class sparks to start building and sustaining a new colony

I woke up around this point in the dream but Good End is that Drift and Ratchet make it back to the Lost Light and either way Rodimus ends up with a new hive so he survives and establishes his own colony with a bunch of new sparks who rightfully see him as their Queen

it's 7 AM I'm having a tea now lol

#insecticons #insecticons au #mtmte #lost light #idw rodimus #idw ratchet #idw drift #driftrod #dratchet #dratchrod #maccadams #maccadam #idw transformers #idw 1 #ratchrod #idw ultra magnus #idw megatron #mechpreg #sort of mechpreg I guess lol