I just know Luke and Leia in a raised in the temple AU would have definitely be squabbling one day, Force throwing chairs at each other, Luke bit Leia, Leia is pulling Luke’s hair, Luke is crying, Leia is screaming bloody murder. Just chaos.
It turned out Luke and Leia reached for the last cookie in the dining hall at the exact same time. A witness (*coughEzracough*) filmed the whole thing and uploaded it on the holonet, with commentary like he was watching some wildlife footage
Luke and Leia have to go to “why sharing is caring classes” with the crèche at the age of 16
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Teaser for the next chapter of Madara Fucks Everyone~!
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Hashimada
If Hashirama had known it would be this easy to mollify Madara he would have done it sooner.Â
Madara squirmed, thighs quivering with the effort to not push down to fuck himself harder on Hashirama’s fingers.Â
The obscene squelch of his fingers was almost as alluring as the soft keens and grunts that Madara couldn’t contain. He looked perfect like this. Hair splayed about, completely naked, wrists and chest tied with vines to keep him still. It was hard to believe that a hardened warlord like Madara could be reduced to such a state.Â
The Uzumaki temple had been repurposed as a prison specifically designed to keep Madara contained.Â
Tobirama’s quick response to Madara returning to life ensured that he didn’t make it out of fire country. Mito used her expertise in fuinjutsu to ensure the temple was inescapable.Â
It had been a month and Madara was continuously refusing to cooperate. He had shared vital information about military movement in Iwa, hinted about having more and then went quiet. He’d originally used his knowledge as leverage to gain comfort but dissolved into withholding strictly out of spite.Â
Hashirama was sick of his misbehavior and sought to confront the Uchiha on his own. It had primarily been Tobirama guarding Madara and communicating with him. Hashirama had attempted to put some distance between the situation and himself as Madara’s actions caused him and his family a lot of distress and harm (including causing Mito to miscarry; though the Kyuubi’s influence couldn’t be entirely ruled out).
During a night out, Hikaku had joked that Madara needed to get laid and it seemed that he was right.Â
Hashirama twisted his fingers, ensuring to skim Madara’s prostate but not hit it directly.Â
The Uchiha grunted and turned his head into his arm. His kiss bruised lips parted and he shuddered.Â
Hashirama had been gradually working him open for nearly twenty minutes. Madara was unbelievably tight and despite Hashirama’s continued feelings of anger and frustration, he didn’t actually want to cause him pain. Though the vine clasped tightly around Madara’s cock suggested he wasn’t above causing a very different kind of suffering.Â
“You’re almost ready,” Hashirama cooed, watching the pink rim pull tight around his knuckles.
Madara groaned, “I’m ready now.” His voice was ragged and fucked out. Perfect.Â
“Not yet.” Hashirama replied, not for the first time.Â
Madara’s face crinkled and had he not been drowning in sensation, he might have looked angry. Instead, he looked desperate.
Helllooooooo! It is a sex worker Harry/coding developer and chronically ill Louis! It came to be after Pleasing posted that picture of Harry's hands in the green suit. There isn't much of it written because the past few months I was focused on my big bang so here is a tiny snippet.
Louis managed to wait an entire month before booking another one on one session with H. It was mostly due to the two week long flare and the subsequent fatigue that made him wait so long. Waiting certainly helped his bank account and kept Louis in check. Just because he found a way to pleasure himself that wasn’t just the standard porn video and his hand, didn’t mean he could hyperfixate on it- even though he did watch H’s live show every Thursday and made sure to tip generously.
It was finally the night of and Louis was trying to decide if he needed to cancel or not. He felt like he was on the precipice of a flare all day but he really wanted to make it through. Especially since the past few weeks have been relatively symptom free. He knew pushing himself was wrong but he was tired of making sacrifices.
The anxiety of needing to decide to cancel or not was making Louis feel worse. There was only twenty minutes before the call was supposed to start and Louis had to decide.
So Luke, Leia, and Ezra would have been in the same padawan class right? I just know Anakin would be one of those stage parents who is just “you need to beat the other kids!!” with twins. The other kid being well…Ezra. Kanan (well technically Caleb in this AU but details details) is just “um dude chill my Padawan is not a threat…he is busy trying to be king of the tookas”. Anakin would just be “see Luke and Leia! He is already beating you in animal bonding!” And Caleb just face palms
Luke and Ezra are given a baby doll during a temple crèche class. Ezra is like oddly good with the baby and takes it too seriously. Meanwhile Luke tries his darndest, his best. But when Ezra is doing meditation with Master Caleb Dume, Luke accidentally flung the baby doll off the temple balcony while he was doing a handstand . Luke just CRIES to Anakin, the baby doll pieces in his hands and Dadakin is just “say less” and he goes to work in the garage. The doll is as good as new by the time Ezra comes back. Ezra is suspicious about how the doll look nice and clean but just shrugs.
But Leia filmed the whole disaster and is now used as blackmail against Luke for certain circumstances.
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Just imagining the priors gathered around The Last’s corpse getting the shock of their fucking *lives* when their flesh knits back together in thirty minutes, they hop up, grab the sacrificial axe they were killed with and cock it it like a shotgun.
“He didn’t want to kiss. Dudes haunted.”
“What? How did you just—“
“Dude is haunted. I got four gods to kill first. Bye.”
I gotta resist the urge to draw every demon in my temple AU so far but ghhhghhhh the brain rot.
So I will ramble about them instead
1.
Name: Paean
Title: Father Superior (since they are only summoned by godly followers they felt apt for the head of the temple)
Species: Cat
Gender: Man (He/him)
Description: A curly coated, light gray cat with a deep scar on the underside of his left jaw, leaving his profile uneven. A heretic once missed his jugular but sliced his jaw down to the bone.
2.
Name: Vesta
Title/Role: Prior/Cook
Species: Undecided/Monster
Gender: Woman (She/Her)
Description: Short, orange
3.
Name: Vosegus
Title/Role: Prior/Hunter-Gatherer for the temple
Species: Black puddlepointer dog
Gender: Man (He/Him)
4.
Name: Hathor
Title/Role: Monk (lower than a prior)
Species: Cow
Gender: Genderqueer (She/He)
Description: A red-belted Galloway cow with brown eyes. She has a widow’s peak, short mottled (red/white) hair, and two upright horns.
hey! if you're still doing the wip ask game, then how about number 6, temple au?
hiya :) i sure am! a continuation of the bit i posted earlier:
“she clicks her tongue, once, twice. both feet hit the ground. nobara walks ahead, even though it’s her first time here. the dirt from their trek seems to leap off her, brown that had so willing clambered onto her sandals packs itself tight into the forest floor. the static strands of her hair lay flatter than megumi’s ever seen, even when she’d taken a straightener to it with frightening prejudice. even her obi, meticulously done and then even more meticulously rumpled has been straightened.
she slides her sandal off, left foot always first, and right foot to follow. megumi waits with baited breath. and then she’s standing at the entrance looking back at him over her shoulder.
“well?” she says, and it’s echoed in the perfect arch of her brow, the upwards tilt of her head.
what had megumi even been waiting for? he shifts forwards to step out of his own sandals, wiggles his toes on the clean, cool stone of the step before shuffling to her side. inside, there is a warm breeze and a sweet smell. megumi looks back, out at their shoes at the bottom of the steps and then the tree line behind them.
they will never need to do this again.
nobara grabs the leftwards handle of the sliding door, megumi mirrors her to the right. the heat is like little hands, desperate grasping little hands. the scent is not only sweet but familiar, like something megumi has eaten a million times before and will never be able to name. there’s music too, now that he’s assessing the place carefully — a soft hum of it, calming his pulse.
fingers pull at megumi’s own and he doesn’t have to look to know. so he doesn’t, gives the flesh in his a light squeeze and keeps his eyes forwards.”
