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Say ‘aye’ if you agree we should have men with bigger body types in the game we know and love, jenshin impact.
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Lohen didn't really look too deeply into your file like he should have; Varka spilled his drink all over the folder. All he knew was there was a mercenary in the wind and Varka wanted him in his hands. He could see the man getting visibly more pissed day by day as more of his search teams were coming back to base with less and less people. The ones who returned didn't have much of a lead anyway.
“Lohen,” Varka had clearly been talking but forgive him, he was enamored at the idea of catching this masked crusader. “Lohen, you'll go with Illuga and the traveler. See if you see anything out of the ordinary and I'll meet up with you guys.” Lohen nodded excitedly as Varka dismissed them, pulling Illuga back.
“Keep an eye on Lohen. He can keep his own for the most part, but he's got a few screws loose if you know what I mean,” Varka cleared his throat. “Make sure there's three– four, including Paimon, with you when I find you.” Illuga nodded and left.
Once they set off, Lohen couldn't stop thinking about who you were or the thrill he'd get if he got his hands on you.
The entire part of being a mercenary was to do the job and get out. The traveler was just circled in red ink on the paper your boss had given you, a target smack in the middle. The hard part was to do it blind. The vision bestowed to you gave you a never missing aim and the exact layout in your head but took your sight in exchange.
It was not obvious you were blind, quite the opposite. Imagine Matthew Michael Murdock but like way less red and not aura farming in cathedrals or whatever the hell he does. No one knew because you never really said anything. You went in, did the job, and got out.
When Lohen walked, all he saw were bodies. The smell of iron was heavy with the pools of blood covering his boots. Paimon was practically shitting herself.
The first night was quiet; no one slept that night. You were camped out a few feet away, just resting. Day one was always to find information and stalk around. Day two was usually to see if it was a repeat of day one. If it was, day three was the final day and if it wasn't, then day three was to follow and execute. Either way, missions never really took longer than three days. Illuga was posted up keeping watch along with the traveler and Paimon while Lohen mapped out everything waiting for Varka.
Varka came the second day, and it was clear no one slept a wink.
“All of you need rest. You can update me later,” The bigger man wasn't really a surprise– you knew someone was coming but just not to that extent. “I managed to find a few survivors. They're camped out a few feet away. We can go and question them in the morning.” He said reassuringly. That was a problem. The paper didn't necessarily say everyone had to die but you preferred to not leave any stragglers.
That night, it was quick and painless for the survivors. A small colorless and odorless poison that got stronger near heat.
When they left the next morning, you packed what little you had and quietly followed behind.
“You know, I've never heard of a woman as a mercenary.” It was quiet, calm, and very calculated. Lohen, and he was a mile behind the rest of them. Perfect. The perfect space where no one could hear him scream.
“You look twelve,” You turned around slowly, and you almost looked like a regular person. “How long till they start looking?”
He looked up at the sun and the direction of the shadows before, “5 minutes.
“I can have you out in 30 seconds.” A sweep of the leg and he jumped, so you lunged. He fell quickly, but drew his weapon.
“I should let Varka have you, but you're just so interesting. I'm tempted to take you out all on my own.” It was sly, cocky, so pathetically full of himself.
One punch. Two punches. Then another and then the knife was at his throat.
“Do it. See if Varka and the traveler don't have your head.” He chuckled softly, his split lip getting blood on you as he talked. He could notice your eyes were glossy and glazed over. Almost as if you weren’t looking directly at him but—
“Hrgh!”
He talked way too much, plus he wasn't the main attraction, so you settled. The knife was clean through. Lower abdomen: not necessarily fatal if treated right away.
You got off of him, making your way in their direction with the sounds of the other three’s talking before he threw his throwing blade, gasping and clutching his side. It was kind of cute in a pathetic way that he stumbled against a rock, pressing his back against it. It stuck your lower calf, which you didn't really notice with the adrenaline. Raising the sniper towards the sounds, the small floating one was in the way, but you didn't mind taking her out either. Still closing one eye to aim, even though you couldn’t see, felt like a phantom piece of you that was still there, but hey, you always liked playing games at the hardest difficulty.
Ready. Aim. Click. Boom–
“Sniper!” He was getting really fucking annoying. He should’ve been dead by now. The traveler from a distance tackling Illuga to the ground and getting hit in the shoulder. Not direct, but a hit’s a hit. They got up and ran for cover, not before Varka charged at you.
The sniper shell hit the ground, another, straight at his collarbone.
Boom.
He clutched his shoulder, swinging his claymore at you. Thankfully, you got out of the way, not before hitting him over the head with the sniper cause there wasn’t really anything else to use, and going after the traveler. He was pretty far ahead, but nevertheless, another shot rang out, hitting the traveler deep in the thigh.
“I’m fine, Varka, go after her!” Lohen coughed.
Behind you, Varka and Lohen were staggering, trying to get to safety, and to be honest, you could’ve finished the job right there, but the adrenaline was wearing off and it was making your leg cramp hard, so you had to flee, but not before signing “look what you did” to him as a statement. He watched you escape, pounding his bloody fist against the rock weakly, your face the last thing in his mind before everything went pitch black.
I thought the most interesting part was to leave it on a cliffhanger, thoughts? Idk if this is lore accurate character lohen but I did do his quest, I just wasn’t paying attention and spam clicking x to make him stop talking and give me the 60 primos. 💔
since my last year-in-review, i've published a total of 65,503 words ❤️ which is less than the previous years but a lot better than zero, so i will celebrate the win ✨
thanks to everyone who has read, kudosed, commented, shared, or recommended my fic. it means a lot to me! 🦔
below you can find all the fics i posted since last august (check out this tag to see the moodboards for each fic and extended summaries, this tag for art commissioned for my fics, and my previous years-in-review masterlists to browse through my entire fic catalog)
stevetony:
🌫️ reverberation (616, t, 460)
The echoes of their relationship across time and conflict.
🕸️ ampersand (mcu, t, 17k)
What if Peter Parker was actually a Stark Industries intern, Steve Rogers signed the controversial Sokovia Accords, and nobody knew who Spider-Man was? Oh, and Iron Man and Captain America are vigilantes.
💋 she’s a maneater (au, e, 5.1k)
At the September Foundation gala, Toni meets Steve and instantly wants him. And Toni Stark always gets what she wants.
🦔 the hedgehog (and the hoglet) (mcu, t, 13.2k)
A self-indulgent, domestic, tooth-rotting continuation of Steve and Tony’s love story, now featuring a public coming out, a marriage, a baby, and an infinite amount of hedgehog facts.
📰 what remains (mcu, g, 1.7k)
After nearly a decade out of the public eye, Steve Rogers agrees to reflect on his time as Captain America and why he stepped back. He gets asked about Tony, instead.
🖤 i’ve killed everything but my shame (616, e, 2.3k)
Tony Stark is the Director of SHIELD. He’s also grieving the man he secretly loved, so much so that he starts to hallucinate him; or maybe that’s just the alcohol.
🐦🔥 man without a soul (mcu, t, 9,7k)
The serum strips Steve of his soulmark, because Captain America is loyal only to his country. He falls in love with Tony Stark anyway.
🥀 i’m sorry i’m the one you love (mcu, t, 2.7k)
Steve shattered Tony’s heart in Siberia, and now it might cost him his life.
🕰️ will you be there in the morning? (mcu, t, 11.7k)
Every time Tony dies in the final battle against Thanos, Steve’s day resets.
stevetonybucky:
🍷 take a bite of my heart tonight (au, t, 1.2k)
Tony’s brilliant plan? Reunite his ex-boyfriend with his ex-boyfriend, with Tony himself as the missing variable. What could possibly go wrong?
ps. i also make video edits and gif sets. thank you for the support on those as well ❤️
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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 (MINORS DNI) thinking ‘bout STEVE ROGERS who, despite seeming like an innocent man who doesn’t have a lot of sex, is really really good at sex.
he uses his strength to always hold your legs on his shoulders or hoist you up against the wall. he makes sureeee you keep eye contact on him whenever he’s deep in your walls.
“keep your eyes on me darling.” he’d say in that soft voice as his balls are slapping against your clit with each rough thrust.
he’s so gentle with his dominance too :( he pulls your hair but doesn’t yank, he picks up your head but doesn’t force it up, he prods his fingers into your mouth but doesn’t shove. he’s never mean, even in his most stressful moments, the most he’ll call you is “a brat” and “cock slut” and even that is pushing it.
call him captain and he’ll be bending you over the counter, fucking your hole until the only thing you can say is captain. when he doesn’t shave and he lets his beard grow— oh he eats your ass alright, making sure you get that sensation of his beard all up your cheeks and thighs, spitting in your hole and toying with it with his fingers.
“gotta stretch this pretty girl out.” he says as his tongue swirls your tight hole. “shhhh, I know baby doll, just lemme do it and I’ll be in you in no time.”
he knows exactly how to make you cum each and every time. and he gets real frustrated if he can’t make you cum… he just wants his pretty girl to be okay, that’s all!
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Like Peter has curls right! Just regular curls and he’s very strict about them. Like goes to the same barber since he was 12 type shit. ONE DAY his barber is sick and instead sends his son in to cut instead. Peter, on a time crunch is like “whatever, I usually just get it trimmed it’s fine”
Barbers kid FUCKS UP and takes a chunk out of the back of his hair. Peter loses his shit and calls the barber, asking for the haircut to be free, barber folds and barbers son gets shunned.
They end up having to buzz it because hello? You can’t take a chunk out of someone’s hair and cut the rest, it’ll be uneven. Peter is very upset with said buzzcut and goes back home to May, who is 10x more upset and cries about it to Tony, who also gets pissed because Tony doesn’t like change!!!! Like at ALL
hates changes to his safe people!!!!
Ok idk if this explained it, but how I see Peter is this way and this is the backstory😭🥹
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they warned me about those stairs bro...
tagging @rabbitmotifs @morgue-ruins @garydose @theghoulofme @aloe-vera-ghost (sorry i cant remember who else has tagged me in things before... but everyone who wants to should do it anyway... at least i actually tagged people this time)
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I don’t think I’d survive getting a PhD BUT you might catch me putting stickers on my masters degree once I get it (after i survive undergrad first lol)
@northernhealer @rockellex @thewritingautisticat @loftwingofcrimson @butterfly-teacup @i-do-anything-but-write + open tags
Rachel: Hello, I'm Rachel. I work at a shop now. Here to help. Look, they gave me a badge with my name on it in case I forget it. Very helpful, as that does happen.
ohhh i love cbrfufu's picrews!!! anyways thanks for the tag boo <3
(+ alternate vers because i saw the plague doctor mask and jst has to)
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Aj: “Plants are basically the ideal friends. They are quiet, friendly, and easy to please. All they need is a little water and fresh earth, and they are perfectly happy to lie there all day in the sun. And they don’t make increasingly awful life choices, or hide their relationships. They have never, as far as I know, fucked a bee.”
this was funny asl so I might do one for my oc page @blackandgoldspiderwoman
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Tony had been isolating himself a lot. More than usual. Enough that Rhodey was worried, Pepper was worried, hell, Happy even asked if he was okay and didn’t seem sarcastic.
So when everyone Tony loves gets a text message at the same time, more than a few people started panicking, trying to find the guy. A very easy task, as it turns out, because FRIDAY immediately connected the concerned parties to the comms of an Iron Man suit stationed on top of a bridge.
And as everyone talks over each other, trying to get a word in about how life is worth living and arranging emergency rescue services to the bridge, Tony sits bleeding out in his lab. With the voices of the people he loved most in his ear, nobody checking if there even was a body in the suit on the bridge.
Now there’s a body in that lab. but it’ll be minutes before they discover it. It always was hard for them to remember that the suits werent his body. It was always hard for people to remember that his skin wasn’t actually tough as metal.
hard to remember that things did get under it, every once in a while.
