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Updated Story List

Contained here are a wide selection of Humans are Weird stories.

Ever wonder what an interstellar war with humanity would look like? Or how about debating ethics and political ideals with an alien empire?

Or maybe all you wonder is how frustrating it would be to try and explain Minecraft is and why a Bionic Commando had his wife made into his new arm.

Whatever your flavor I’m sure you’ll find a story here that you will like :)

Stories with recuring characters are organized together, while stories that follow certain themes.

The list now includes 80+ new stories since the last update.

( Please come see me on my new patreon and support me for early access to stories and personal story requests :D https://www.patreon.com/NiqhtLord Every bit helps)

Earl Von Morgan & Tilith

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186229837551/humans-are-weird-threatening-a-human-does-not-end

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186510502391/humans-are-weird-we-can-play-the-game-and-play

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/627842764293505025/humans-are-weird-the-little-details-a-morgan-and

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/669573395946635264/humans-are-weird-sewing-chaos-an-earl-von-morgan

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682888171713904640/humans-are-weird-night-of-bloody-velvet-a-earl

Part 6 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/728537223971078144/humans-are-weird-hearts-of-steel-and-lightning?source=share

Part 7 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/731708095976357888/humans-are-weird-the-price-of-history?source=share

Elizabeth and Mara

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186292345701/humans-are-weird-absorbing-culture

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186419007951/human-augmentation-a-mara-and-elizabeth-story

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188601444856/humans-are-weird-artificial-intelligence-a-mara

Jimmy: Crime lord of Karkoga

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186624536246/humans-are-weird-professional-criminals

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186834153316/humans-are-weird-criminal-organizations

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/612097642990829568/humans-are-weird-criminals-part-3

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/650532478495375360/humans-are-weird-criminal-organizations

Part 5: https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682210526535761920/humans-are-weird-criminal-organizations-suffer

Part 6 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/706986518295789568/humans-are-weird-criminal-organizations-the-end?source=share

Admiral Amara

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185604083511/humans-are-weird-war-is-the-death-of-honor

Part 1.1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186007897816/humans-are-weird-war-is-the-death-of-honor

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611245167401451520/humans-are-weird-funeralsgraveyards

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/654957728339509248/humans-are-weird-war-crimes

Yuri: The Unseen hand

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/613447872933920768/humans-are-weird-calling-out-stupid

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/620344951235133440/humans-are-weird-cruelty-of-man

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/660650053735743488/humans-are-weird-the-meaning-of-victory

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/668927797173059584/humans-are-weird-combat-drugs-a-yuri-story

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/670803783760183296/humans-are-weird-a-game-of-daggers

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/677155082489479168/humans-are-weird-shattering-revolutions-a-yuri

Part 7 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/708250366526013440/humans-are-weird-buyer-beware-a-yuri-story?source=share

Part 8 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710157303504109568/yuri-the-unseen-hand-a-portrait-of-the-character?source=share

Part 9 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/720304733805510656/humans-are-weird-freedom-for-a-price-please?source=share

Part 10 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/724733793023475712/humans-are-weird-missing-your-mark-a-yuri?source=share

Part 11 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/724733793023475712/humans-are-weird-missing-your-mark-a-yuri?source=share

Mr. B + Lizzy

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185661752991/humans-are-weird-we-can-be-useful-in-so-many

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/644214938898972672/in-the-distant-future-friends-are-hard-to-come-by

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/655570853188222976/humans-are-weird-the-hand-of-andromeda-ch-1

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/655571025349738496/humans-are-weird-the-hand-of-andromeda-ch-2

Assassin by trade, Tailor by day

Part 1: https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/649236626288017408/humans-are-weird-assassins

Part 2: https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/681581266713313280/humans-are-weird-assassin-part-ii

Part 3: https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/683528289979154432/humans-are-weird-assassins-part-iii

Part 4 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/711426367670124544/mr-robinson-the-tailor-assassin-name-mr?source=share

Strength of Humanity: Military Focused Stories

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185448191721/humans-are-weird-size-doesnt-scare-us-the

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185972973186/humans-are-weird-even-in-defeat-we-make-the

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185266054216/humans-are-weird-we-are-giants-in-the-bodies-of

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186108119921/humans-are-weird-resistance-fighters

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187390035806/humans-are-weird-flamethrowers

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187436915146/humans-are-weird-man-of-the-line-the-navys

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187528803481/humans-are-weird-overkill

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189143564946/humans-are-weird-overkill-part-2

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187571226936/humans-are-weird-super-weapons

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188010812016/humans-are-weird-rules-of-war-vary-between

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188143823276/humans-are-weird-rules-of-war-vary-between

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188542738466/humans-are-weird-our-understanding-of-warfare

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188619598146/humans-are-weird-sacrifice

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189206106511/humans-are-weird-machines-of-war

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189766022546/humans-are-weird-fight-or-flight

Part 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189784377106/humans-are-weird-snipers

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611189888202817536/humans-are-weird-artillery

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/613186295535108096/humans-are-weird-fighter-jets

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/614727199092817920/humans-are-weird-final-stand

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/614817926346899456/humans-are-weird-last-stand-glorification

Part 22 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/615461390232305664/humans-are-weird-logistics-of-war

Part 23 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/618482864530571264/humans-are-weird-super-dreadnought

Part 24 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/623586197256716288/humans-are-weird-planetary-assaults

Part 25 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/626408427862769664/humans-are-weird-mech-suits

Part 26 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/629304288151240704/humans-are-weird-close-quarters-fighting

Part 27 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/629479430240206848/humans-are-weird-cyber-warfare

Part 28 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/636601673199091712/humans-are-weird-orbital-strikes-part-1

Part 29 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/638504411850768384/humans-are-weird-orbital-drop-assault

Part 30 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641032401641947136/humans-are-weird-tanks

Part 31 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/647340475221721088/humans-are-weird-boarding-enemy-ships

Part 32 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/658114334712561664/humans-are-weird-shock-troops-part-i

Part 33 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/659386142386487296/humans-are-weird-shock-troops-part-ii-the-drop

Part 34 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/667637632784793600/humans-are-weird-defensive-pacts

Part 35 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/667637720218288128/humans-are-weird-the-unseen-war

Part 36 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/672706105326075904/humans-are-weird-the-venshi-war

Part 37 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/677782237025058816/humans-are-weird-retired-soldiers-and-old-wounds

Part 38 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/678465033548759040/humans-are-weird-march-of-the-iron-children

Part 39 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/679089977650528256/humans-are-weird-ambush

Part 40 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684199760446488577/humans-are-weird-dueling

Part 41 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684802296945754112/humans-are-weird-treachery

Part 42 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/686693501651517440/humans-are-weird-all-war-is-deception

Part 43 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/687334444155191296/humans-are-weird-siege-warfare

Part 44 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/688556882164629504/humans-are-weird-retreat

Part 45 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/695574923609063424/humans-are-weird-do-your-duty

Part 46 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/696836542170382336/humans-are-weird-bring-your-pet-to-war-day

Part 47 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/697482060971032576/humans-are-weird-military-parades

Part 48 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/706986173189554176/humans-are-weird-the-difference-in-power?source=share

Part 49 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710156611981869056/humans-are-weird-in-the-line-of-duty?source=share

Part 50 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710156780432490496/humans-are-weird-the-coming-storm?source=share

Part 51 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710791266599845888/humans-are-weird-the-lone-road-the-transport-hit?source=share

Part 52 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710791350188195840/humans-are-weird-the-impossibility-of-man?source=share

Part 53 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/713328357231804416/humans-are-weird-reckoning-conquest-log-archive?source=share

Part 54 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/714593114385514496/humans-are-weird-purple-to-the-rescue-please?source=share

Part 55 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/717140786889768960/humans-are-weird-uldren-war-part-1-the-flesh-of?source=share

Part 56 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/719659160717983744/humans-are-weird-a-ship-without-a-name?source=share

Part 57 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/722840329530851328/humans-are-weird-the-spacers-creed-please?source=share

Part 58 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/724120283269775360/humans-are-weird-the-hammer-and-the-anvil?source=share

Part 59 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/727272808996061184/humans-are-weird-aesthetic-vs-function?source=share

Part 60 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/731708006748798976/humans-are-weird-flight-of-silver-wings-part-1?source=share

Humans are weird: Project Crow

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188251556966/humans-are-weird-super-soldiers

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/651775452842721280/humans-are-weird-psychological-warfare-a

Humans are weird: The Black Fleet

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/670803719541211136/humans-are-weird-the-black-fleet-part-i

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/672069680401416192/humans-are-weird-the-black-fleet-part-ii

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/674611489459634176/humans-are-weird-the-black-fleet-part-3

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684802230366388224/humans-are-weird-black-fleet-part-iv

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/700025243394260992/humans-are-weird-black-fleet-finale-part-i

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/703812497572020224/humans-are-weird-black-fleet-finale-part-2

Philosophy of Man

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185517609516/humans-are-weird-what-is-a-god-to-a-man

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185285541821/humans-are-weird-we-choose-who-leads-us-whoever

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186135495031/humans-are-weird-we-fight-way-too-much

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186951498461/humans-are-weird-the-concept-of-surrender

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187277763636/humans-are-weird-friends-today-enemies-tomorrow

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187391279301/humans-are-weird-indoctrination

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187772645431/humans-are-weird-desensitization

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188231214686/humans-are-weird-vendetta

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188423251521/humans-are-weird-repaying-kindness-tenfold

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189099129046/humans-are-weird-patience-has-its-limits

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189624462676/humans-are-weird-prep-work

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189953786061/humans-are-weird-xenophobia

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190938986506/humans-are-weird-death-of-an-empire-is-the-birth

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611819933149675520/humans-are-weird-creatures-of-fear

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/612636664417894400/humans-are-weird-childlike-wonder

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/617867290316275712/humans-are-weird-greed-or-something-more

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/619785788493791232/humans-are-weird-to-stubborn-to-fear

Part 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/624693594146701312/humans-are-weird-never-enough-time

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/634070521612550144/humans-are-weird-space-borders

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/635338142532157440/humans-are-weird-multiple-human-governments

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/639011293783851008/humans-are-weird-speech-writers

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641032506233274368/humans-are-weird-rationalize-anything

Part 22 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/669573346071117824/humans-are-weird-their-own-worst-enemy

Part 23 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/676514407685275648/humans-are-weird-a-wandering-mind-and-a

Part 24 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/678465092461920256/humans-are-weird-changing-of-the-guard

Part 25 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/679724673487044608/humans-are-weird-salvage-rights

Part 26 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/680943610625196032/humans-are-weird-theological-debates-part-2

Part 27 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684125391814852608/humans-are-weird-debating-emotions

Part 28 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/685417381707792384/humans-are-weird-dangers-of-genetic-modification

Part 29 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/689853893283299328/humans-are-weird-the-weakness-of-peace

Part 30 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/691143435007246336/humans-are-weird-the-virtue-of-patience

Part 31 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/696200382185144320/humans-are-weird-the-nature-of-free-will

Part 32 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/700025317622005760/humans-are-weird-the-conventional-approach

Part 33 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710157428479655936/humans-are-weird-the-weeds-of-the-universe?source=share

Part 34 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/711426219756994560/humans-are-weird-new-edenism-extract-from?source=share

Part 35 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/713962297331154944/humans-are-weird-human-politics-session-is?source=share

Part 36 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/730438589625909249/humans-are-weird-the-game-of-politics?source=share

Part 37 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/730438705479811072/humans-are-weird-we-have-the-means?source=share

Humans are weird: Dark stories

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190455720946/humans-are-weird-torture

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/622076825699598336/humans-are-weird-executions

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/622616451806871553/humans-are-weird-humans-lacking-humanity

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/625965799495073792/humans-are-weird-bio-terrorism

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/631038135300685824/humans-are-weird-serial-killers

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/631748256531152896/humans-are-weird-perspective

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/637832653411958784/humans-are-weird-war-crimes

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/639011387004403712/humans-are-weird-ptsd

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/677155146827988992/humans-are-weird-salt-the-earth

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/679724551797702656/humans-are-weird-quest-for-immortality

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682210463135776768/humans-are-weird-interrogation-gone-wrong

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684125343714623488/humans-are-weird-suicide

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/687971337834250240/humans-are-weird-ghost-stories

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/689853654524690432/humans-are-weird-wmd

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/690473828341661696/humans-are-weird-black-market

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/692409244262219776/humans-are-weird-let-chaos-reign

Pat 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/695574862751727616/humans-are-weird-fanatics

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/699367647016550400/humans-are-weird-behind-the-curtain

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/700669039368880128/humans-are-weird-this-land-is-my-land

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/701276664004542464/humans-are-weird-the-fixer

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/702552731733393409/humans-are-weird-prison-complexes

Part 22 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/708250230902095872/humans-are-weird-gun-on-the-table?source=share

Part 23 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/708250298511147008/humans-are-weird-the-price-of-faith?source=share

Part 24 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/711426478798258176/humans-are-weird-interview-with-the-devils-right?source=share

Part 25 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/712065901798768640/humans-are-weird-the-place-humans-dare-not-tread?source=share

Part 26 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/713328473691832320/humans-are-weird-space-werewolf?source=share

Part 27 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/713328549038374912/humans-are-weird-playing-god-alien-i-only-have?source=share

Part 28 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715228456691122176/humans-are-weird-i-did-nothing-wrong?source=share

Part 29 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715228571656978432/humans-are-weird-the-story-of-the-living-moons?source=share

Part 30 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715877960686698496/humans-are-weird-beating-the-odds?source=share

Part 31 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/719658995710918656/humans-are-weird-we-came-in-peace-please?source=share

Part 32 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/721575102989385728/humans-are-weird-the-wish-of-the-butcher-dont?source=share

Part 33 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/722224039072006144/humans-are-weird-urban-legends-part-1-what-lurks?source=share

Part 34 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/723465061208817664/humans-are-weird-space-vampires-a-continuation?source=share

Part 35 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/726658019869556736/humans-are-weird-the-silver-star-heist?source=share

Part 36 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/730438482155257856/humans-are-weird-beast-of-the-octagon?source=share

Humans are weird: Inspirational

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189428050861/humans-are-weird-rallying-speeches

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/621159106616688640/humans-are-weird-a-being-of-one-made-of-trillions

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/635958807572430848/humans-are-weird-hope-for-the-future

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/637231913015361536/humans-are-weird-honoring-the-dead

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/645432064693452800/humans-are-weird-the-nightmare-of-the-universe

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/646071605301297152/humans-are-weird-theological-debates

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/647340426781655040/humans-are-weird-how-to-make-a-traitor

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/676514625017315328/humans-are-weird-criminal-detectives

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/686031240642576384/humans-are-weird-medics

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/686693778904465408/humans-are-weird-the-man-who-bested-gods

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/687971549418045440/humans-are-weird-reflecting-on-life

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/687971621915557888/humans-are-weird-galvanizing-the-human-spirit

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/699367776895352833/humans-are-weird-will-to-survive

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/700669112881479680/humans-are-weird-belief-in-ones-self

Part 15 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/705728603640446976/humans-are-weird-what-is-art?source=share

Part 16 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/714593475631480832/humans-are-weird-the-thing-that-lives-in-flames?source=share

Part 17 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/716502760274722816/humans-are-weird-strange-sense-of-beauty-zinth?source=share

Part 18 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/725406021496045568/humans-are-weird-scars?source=share

Part 19 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/726001927666778112/humans-are-weird-what-comes-after?source=share

Part 20 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/728537107709165568/humans-are-weird-friendships-everlasting?source=share

Humans are weird: D&D

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/634658118208487424/humans-are-weird-dnd

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/645432021554954240/humans-are-weird-dnd-part-2

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/656847073479737344/humans-are-weird-dd-part-3

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/669573248814546944/humans-are-weird-dd-part-4

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/675252601348112385/humans-are-weird-dd-part-4

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/680943362606579712/humans-are-weird-dd-part-5

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/689230074121256960/humans-are-weird-dnd-part-v

Part 8 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/705084790098051072/humans-are-weird-dd-part-6?source=share

Part 9 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710157068303269888/dd-villain-the-herd-master-dd-villain-the-herd?source=share

Part 10 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710157181909090304/dream-demons-lore-demons-are-constantly-seeking?source=share

Part 11 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/723464842828234752/dungeons-and-dragons-wrath-of-the-oak-father?source=share

Humans are weird: What is an emperor?

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/702552853003354112/humans-are-weird-what-is-an-emperor-part-1

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/721575043559292928/humans-are-weird-what-is-an-emperor-part-2?source=share

Humans are weird: Soul of Humanity

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185145214386/the-soul-is-humanities-greatest-weapon

Humans are weird: Terror CampaignPart 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/675252667088617472/humans-are-weird-terror-campaign-part-1-shadow

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/703812125292986368/humans-are-weird-terror-campaign-part-2-hunters

Humans are Clever

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185194304161/humans-are-weird-the-clever-man-is-the-most

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185081220326/humans-horror-movies-nightmare-fuel-for

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185571019271/humans-are-weird-politics-is-the-warfare-of-minds

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187008726646/humans-are-weird-sniffing-out-impostors

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189539133836/humans-are-weird-retaliation

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190627083861/humans-are-weird-direct-approach-not-needed

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/628769953901854720/humans-are-weird-political-maneuvering

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/643582910058971136/humans-are-weird-false-flag

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/644836922434469888/humans-are-weird-the-long-game

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/680943468372262912/humans-are-weird-adaptability

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/683528344911937536/humans-are-weird-diplomatic-negotiations

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/689230026619699200/humans-are-weird-calm-under-pressure

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/693670926653505537/humans-are-weird-miscommunication

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/693671008496926720/humans-are-weird-tricks-and-treachery

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/693671071136825344/humans-are-weird-windows-required

Part 16 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/716502684717481985/humans-are-weird-the-sign-says-closed-part-1?source=share

Humans are weird: SCP foundataion

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611994932205502464/humans-are-weird-scp-foundation-Pentries-part-1

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/618488701063954432/humans-are-weird-scp-list-part-2

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/629795140163272704/humans-are-weird-scp-part-2

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/639778251595710464/humans-are-weird-scp-list-part-3

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/650549178176520192/humans-are-weird-scp-list-part-4

Part 6 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/724120168065875968/scp-4271-the-wandering-sign-classification?source=share

Humans are weird: Brackhill Keep

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/632879244528254976/humans-are-weird-sports-part-2

Humans are weird: The mixed species 17th Engineer Battalion

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/651132984410456064/humans-are-weird-merging-multiple-species-into

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715878019887235072/humans-are-weird-plant-the-flag-a-story-from-the?source=share

Human Space Pirates

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186882167701/humans-are-weird-space-pirates

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186975300276/humans-are-weird-space-pirates

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187093035051/humans-are-weird-space-pirates

Part 4 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/719658874001571840/humans-are-weird-privateers-for-hire-part-1?source=share

Part 5 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/721574910617649152/humans-are-weird-humans-are-weird-privateers-for?source=share

Part 6 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/726658198863560704/humans-are-weird-privateers-for-hire-part-3?source=share

Humans are weird: Super Villains

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188188469391/humans-are-weird-super-villains

Humans are weird: Soldier Without a War

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/656846994206326784/humans-are-weird-soldier-without-a-war-part-i

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/717140707072229376/humans-are-weird-soldier-without-a-war-part-2?source=share

Humans are weird: Smugglers

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/694323951440216064/humans-are-weird-smugglers-part-1

Humans are Funny

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186724488531/humans-are-weird-teleporter-shenanigans

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186904975101/humans-are-weird-board-gamescard-games

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187030967181/humans-are-weird-sports

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187066952786/humans-are-weird-video-games

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187137595796/humans-are-weird-horror-movies

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187251495421/human-are-weird-bullshitting-through-situations

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187390735256/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-2

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185503077766/humans-are-weird-common-sayings-are-confusing

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187409489211/humans-are-weird-movies

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187453279066/humans-are-weird-shipping

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187483162011/humans-are-weird-spam-mail

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187504895866/humans-are-weird-redemption

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187616453846/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-3

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187638320406/humans-are-weird-horror-movies-part-2

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187724174836/humans-are-weird-religion

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187896056576/humans-are-weird-movies-part-2

Part 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187896659956/humans-are-weird-zombie-movies

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187974675041/humans-are-weird-rule-34

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188017867586/humans-are-weird-using-teleporters-improperly

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188209053926/humans-are-weird-movies-part-3

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188475717461/humans-are-weird-we-come-in-different-shapes-and

Part 22 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190250447576/humans-are-weird-hobbies

Part 23 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190267573046/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-4

Part 24 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190389794881/humans-are-weird-scifi-culture-spaceships

Part 25 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190576984551/humans-are-weird-candy

Part 26 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190819638496/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-5

Part 27 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190943622826/humans-are-weird-horror-movies-part-3

Part 28 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/614265469319397376/humans-are-weird-horror-movies-part-4

Part 29 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/623239824462200832/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-6

Part 30 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/624964132114956288/humans-are-weird-mythical-creatures-beings

Part 31 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/627403833320128512/humans-are-weird-historical-figures

Part 32 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/627569335531192320/humans-are-weird-super-hero-movies

Part 33 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/627846757228986368/humans-are-weird-aliens-reacting-to-south-park

Part 34 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/628445235889979392/humans-are-weird-video-game-logic

Part 35 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/630744872107868160/humans-are-weird-weather-patterns

Part 36 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/631212408164188160/humans-are-weird-super-hero-movies-part-2

Part 37 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/632336140118228992/humans-are-weird-warhammer-40k-board-game

Part 38 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/632879244528254976/humans-are-weird-sports-part-2

Part 39 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/635958738050842624/humans-are-weird-holidays

Part 40 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/638504293563072512/humans-are-weird-scifi-entertainment

Part 41 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/639766255357788160/humans-are-weird-wise-cracks-and-randomness

Part 42 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641625227379474432/humans-are-weird-habits

Part 43 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641625278458871808/humans-are-weird-anime

Part 44 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/648002597958156289/humans-are-weird-different-modes-of-transport

Part 45 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/649236570023559168/humans-are-weird-religion-part-2

Part 46 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/655570921080455168/humans-are-weird-libraries

Part 47 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/658742278882459648/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-8

Part 48 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/659392175021375488/humans-are-weird-world-of-warcraft

Part 49 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/668261251250601984/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-9

Part 50 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/670170137937264640/humans-are-weird-weddings

Part 51 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/671520423323779072/humans-are-weird-fast-food

Part 52 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/673971457172422656/humans-are-weird-birthday-parties

Part 53 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/676514532549640192/humans-are-weird-extreme-medicine

Part 54 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/679089935024799744/humans-are-weird-nerf-wars

Part 55 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682888101092343808/humans-are-weird-gambling

Part 56 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/685417555952812032/humans-are-weird-strange-books

Part 57 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/691778970234109952/humans-are-weird-alien-tourists-on-earth

Part 58 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/691779055907930112/humans-are-weird-drinking-contest

Part 59 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/692409178289061888/humans-are-weird-thrift-stores

Part 60 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/695574762723966976/humans-are-weird-4chan

Part 61 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/697482120440971264/humans-are-weird-pets

Part 62 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/701276735594020864/humans-are-weird-weaponize-anything

Part 63 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710156561049370624/humans-are-weird-intervention?source=share

Part 64 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715228728771362816/please-come-see-me-on-my-new-patreon-and-support?source=share

Part 65 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715877900829753344/humans-are-weird-facing-fear-alien-appears-as?source=share

Part 66 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/716502820556292096/humans-are-weird-not-having-it-death-alien-shape?source=share

Part 67 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/718409264100687872/humans-are-weird-renaissance-faire?source=share

Part 68 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/720304793951830016/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-10?source=share

Part 69 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/722840468944306176/humans-are-weird-an-important-mission-please?source=share

Part 70 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/725406075908767744/humans-are-weird-ghosts?source=share

Part 71 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/727273148201959424/humans-are-weird-mmos?source=share

Part 72 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/728537154526035968/humans-are-weird-birthday-parties-part-2?source=share

Part 73 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/728537682849021952/humans-are-weird-not-what-i-expected-human?source=share

Part 74 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/729172028406611968/the-war-of-blackened-winters-im-going-to-tell-you?source=share

Part 75 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/730438650924613632/humans-are-weird-escape-rooms?source=share

Part 76 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/731707337311682561/humans-are-weird-cats?source=share

Humans are weird: ET Stay Home

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/702552940992413696/humans-are-weird-et-stay-home

Part 2 https://at.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/humans-are-weird-et-stay-home-human-perspective/4p5y3wwu8o6p

Humans are weird: Ace Pilot

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/668261435486470144/humans-are-weird-ace-pilot-part-1

Humans are weird: Mad Scientist

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/699367531293671424/humans-are-weird-mad-scientist-part-1

Humans are weird: Odd Behaviors

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187183225611/humans-are-weird-braces

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187751015616/humans-are-weird-tiny-creatures-are-the-deadliest

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187854782756/humans-are-weird-sleep-paralysis

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187892948311/humans-are-weird-donating-bloodorgans

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188329297086/humans-are-weird-space-stations

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188875292181/humans-are-weird-sabotage

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188760010341/humans-are-weird-bar-fight

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188962610466/humans-are-weird-the-power-of-words

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190054091261/humans-are-weird-anything-can-be-our-pet

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190378247146/humans-are-weird-food-fight

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190529942816/humans-are-weird-multiple-personality-disorder

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190689726856/humans-are-weird-power-of-cheering

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611237517369425920/humans-are-weird-sleeping-habits

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/619787583741935616/humans-are-weird-gaming-communities

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/620740460199149568/humans-are-weird-human-general-weirdness

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/624045008444702720/humans-are-weird-desire-to-copulate-with-anything

Part 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/628124118538125312/humans-are-weird-revolution

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/632287873697251328/humans-are-weird-karma

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/633416518025216000/humans-are-weird-cults

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/633416608922091520/humans-are-weird-mutiny

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/634070460487876608/humans-are-weird-loyalty

Part 22 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/634658221295075328/humans-are-weird-a-line-not-to-be-crossed

Part 23 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/637231825379590144/humans-are-weird-languages

Part 24 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/640366070453174272/humans-are-weird-confidence-to-inspire-fear

Part 25 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641143896541364224/humans-are-weird-space-shantys

Part 26 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/642302248435761152/humans-are-weird-space-australia-20

Part 27 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/643598826193747968/humans-are-weird-pack-mentality

Part 28 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/646728149131018240/humans-are-weird-fearsphobias

Part 29 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/658113989121916929/humans-are-weird-tips-for-having-human

Part 30 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/670170067523207168/humans-are-weird-city-planning

Part 31 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/674611558046957568/humans-are-weird-bounties

Part 32 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682887841513144320/humans-are-weird-social-media

Part 33 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/686031314741248000/humans-are-weird-here-there-be-fire-monsters

Part 34 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/691778904914051072/humans-are-weird-need-for-sleep

Part 35 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/694324017975410688/humans-are-weird-clothing-and-fashion

Part 36 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/696200606319362048/humans-are-weird-the-human-test-aka-paranoia

Part 37 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/698109555101597696/humans-are-weird-need-for-speed

Part 38 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/702552666064175104/humans-are-weird-news-broadcasts

Part 39 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/705728662673276928/humans-are-weird-withdrawal?source=share

Part 40 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/706986419425542144/humans-are-weird-horror-vr?source=share

Part 41 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/727272970491428864/humans-are-weird-depression?source=share

Humans are weird: Insurgency

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/642893632181010432/humans-are-weird-insurgency-part-1

Humans are weird: Planetary Defenses

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187112050596/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187322410421/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses-the-guns-of

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187834446786/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses-the-battle

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/672706432506937344/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses-siege-of

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/673971382567174144/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses-siege-of

Humans are weird: Outdoor activities

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/673971297850654720/humans-are-weird-extreme-outdoor-activities

Humans are weird: Outdoor activities

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/673971297850654720/humans-are-weird-extreme-outdoor-activities

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21wanderer · 6 months

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Worn to a shadow

Huge shout-out to Max steel leather boy, wherever you are. Max has made these awesome leather biker suits for dolls, and acts out action-packed sequences with them. The bikers would almost always lose, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but the leather suits were so often going to waste rather than claimed by new and worthier wearers.

Body a day - #16: Shadow

There are many dangers that lurk in the shadows, just out of sight, unnoticed most of the time...

At 19 years old, Jake was just a happy-go-lucky guy, who enjoyed the simple things in life. Particularly his motorcycle, dressing up from head to toe in black leather made him feel sexy and desirable… and granted, it did work, when he walked and drove about dressed like that, he caught attention.

But he had unfortunately also attracted the wrong kind of attention. Jake hadn’t noticed, but he had been followed. Stalked like a prey from the shadows.

Hitman Alexander Mann had noticed the young biker, he knew Jake’s identity would be the perfect cover. He was stealthy and swift, and before Jake even noticed Mann’s approach, he felt the hitman's strong arm around his neck.

Jake gagged, frantically trying to struggle against his unknown assailant. Mann had done this numerous times, he just held on, knowing that it wouldn’t be long before the teenager lost consciousness.

The hitman pulled Jake down as he collapsed on the floor. Still breathing though, after all he wasn’t Mann’s target, just the means to getting to it. Mann began to undress the young man. First pulling off his brand new AlpineStars boots. The kid’s got good taste in gear, he thought to himself. He stripped Jake out of the leather suit, it was still warm and damp on the inside, it reeked of teenager. While he usually had to remain calm and collected, Mann couldn’t help feeling excitement with the prospect of taking this identity. Especially with that sweet leather gear that came with it.

With a final pull, Mann got the motorcycle suit off the young biker. He chuckled, when he saw that Jake was going commando under the suit. The kid’s got guts, he thought. For a moment he admired the slick black leather suit, smooth, shiny and creaky. “Nice suit. Very nice…” Mann muttered to himself as he slipped on the teenager’s leathers.

Mann felt himself getting aroused as he pulled on the suit. “Heh… No offence, but I actually think it looks way better on me, kid,” he whispered gloatingly as he zipped the suit all the way up. The teenager didn't respond. He stepped into Jake’s boots, they were also nicely warm and damp, and they were a perfect fit. He grabbed Jake’s helmet resting on the motorcycle, the masquerading almost complete, with the helmet and the leathers nobody would know he wasn’t Jake until it was too late. “Now I’ll just take those gloves, kid, and I’ll be out of your hair,” Mann whispered, bending down to claim the last of Jake’s possessions.

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anya-anya002 · 4 months

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Wishing funeral director! Mr.Turner a happy birthday would include….

First off- it’s Mr.Turner’s birthday?

Was almost everyone’s reaction within ‘Parks and Kin’

It’s not like any of you could be blamed….it’s not like Mr.Turner’s the warmest man on the planet-

he’s just somehow slightly less cold than the clientele here

Upon finding out it’s his birthday, you wanted to get him something

Should you get him anything? What the hell do you get a funeral director for his birthday?

And then it hit you….

You’d told Mr. Turner to meet you in the embalming room for an “important discussion,” little did he expect to see you laid out on the embalming table, covered in a thin linen. At the bottom of your feet was an assortment of bones that read:

ᵂᴵᴸᴸ ᵁ ᴮᴼᴺᴱ ᴹᴱ

“Is that real bone?” he asked, a smile slowly began to grace his face as he brought a hand to your thigh. You shudder at the warmth of his hand clashing with the nerve-chilling cold of the metal slab.

“Do I get extra points if it is?” you tease, and that just riled him up. His lips swiftly pressed against yours to prevent another word from leaving yours. His eyelashes fluttered against the apples of your cheeks while you paw and tugged at anything on him your hands could find. Your teeth lacked against each other as his hand slithered up to your tummy to the hand that held the sheet up to your breasts. Your pulse was throbbing as he pulled the sheet down and started cupping your lukewarm skin.

His breath heaved against the crook of your neck as you sigh, placing a hand on his shoulder as your thighs pressed together lewdly. His lips were wet with saliva as he nibbled and bit at your supple skin as you moan. Pillowy and soft, they drag up to your jaw as his warm, thick, long fingers wrap around your hardened nipples as you moan softly. His breath ghosted against the side of your face as you heaved.

“This is the best gift,” he whispered. His eyes still glued to the dingy, off-white linen that pooled around your hips and stomach as you breathed.

“This is no doubt gonna do something for you,” you joked. He scoffed, pinching your nipples hard as you squeal in pain and excitement, your hips beginning to rock on their own. Trying their damnedest to must his as he scooted himself closer towards the table top.

“And what if it does?” he asked, growing slowly climbing atop the cold, steel, embalming table as your heart thrumped loudly in your chest. Both your breathes caught in your throats as the soft thuds of his limbs melting the dip in the slab as he now fully rested atop you.

“I’ll let you figure it out,” you grinned then gasped at him pushing you back down onto the table, your muscles tensing like you've been thrown into a tundra. All the nerves on your skin jumped up. Leaving your skin all pimply as Alex’s breath on your skin brought heat to your whole face.

“How about we find out together?” Mr. Turner purred, pressing his hard-on into your thigh as he moved his hands from your breasts. Large, found their way back to himself, slowly beginning to undo the zipper of his jeans as you suck in a breath.

“Don’t get shy. You suggested it,” he taunted before unzipping himself and revealing a surprise: he’s gone commando today. Your cheeks stung as he chuckled at your wide, doey-eyed face, pulling his cock out with no hesitation. A smirk lightly graced his face as you chewed on your bottom lip.

The room felt as if it were spinning as you spread your legs slowly, making a heavy imprint in the sheet. Alex ran his hands up your thighs. His fingertips gently swiped side to side as if searching for some type of hidden treasure. Your breath hitched as your hand crept underneath the cloth to meet his. The warmth of his skin radiated off him as he inched closer between your legs. Your eyes were glued to the obvious lump beneath the sheet that slithered ever so close to your cunt.

“Y/N,” Alex said in a low, hushed tone. By now, your skulls kissed as he breathed heavily. The hand that was under the cloth gripped at your thigh, pushing it aside as he slid between your legs. Your mind racing wildly as you looked up at him.

“Yea?” you sigh, your eyes couldn't bring themselves to his. Your knees knocked against one another as he pressed a chaste kiss to your temple before rolling the head of his cock against your leaking slit as you moaned into the table. Gripping the ends of it as you shivered underneath him.

“Don’t hold back,” he said, and then he drove into your tight hole as you held back a moan, his hand shot for your jaw. Forcing your lips to pucker as he plunged deep into your pussy. A long groan left you as you clench around him.

“That's it, Princess, let daddy know how good ‘is cock feels,” he hummed. Alex rocked his hips into yours, the light clatter of glass bottles filled your ears. Your eyes screwed shut. The crumbly feeling of static ran through your fingers. Your stomach flopped as his hips quickly began to fuck harder into you.

A bevy of moans and whines tumbled from your lips as Alex flung his head back wantonly. His thrusts somehow perfectly hit your spot as you writhed.

Your body jolted whenever your skin met the untouched, frigid parts of the metal slab. Unintentionally clenching around his cock, the both of you pause. Moaning into the still air. His clothes chest heaved while his left hand gripped your face a little tighter. Your teeth clacked together in tune with his thrusts.

“Fuck you're so tight,” his cock nudged at your spot again as you drooled onto the web of his palm. Your toes curled against the slab, and the sticky slaps of your skin grew louder, echoing throughout the embalming room. Both your huffs filled the air as he reached for your breast with his free hand. Engulfing your chest with his large, calloused hand palmed at your tit while he moaned softly.

Gasps and cries of bliss leave you as he rolls his hips into yours. You bucked back into his, clenching and unclenching around him now arching your back and wrapping a leg around him.

“Yea, fucking milk my cock angel,” he sighed, watching your greedy hole spasm around him. A creamy, white ring of slick formed around his dick. Moaning as the both of you buck into each other. Alex removed his hand from your face, your moans now louder as your eyes screwed shut.

The cold air grew warm as you both began to melt into each other. Bucking into each other as the clatter of embalming fluid filled the room. His cock drove deeper as Alex moaned into the crook of your neck, gripping the fat of your thigh as his thrusts started to speed up. His moans grew louder, and his chest heaved. His locks of hair fell out of place as his hips started to stutter.

Your breath caught in your throat as he twitched inside you. His brows furrowed as he opened his mouth to speak.

“Baby, where do you want me to cum huh?” he asked between moans, still thrusting quick inside you as you squirmed as your abdomen pulled.

“I-” You blinked away the fog that clouded your head and looked up at him. Alex paused, panting as he held onto your leg. He now looked into your eyes. The syrupy, saccharine brown of his irises shined in the cold, blue fluorescent light. He couldn't help the slight grin on his face as you breathe.

“It's okay, just point to me where,” he cooed, his tone shakey as he tried catching his breath. You can feel his pulse racing as you raise a trembling finger towards your breasts. With a huff, he carefully slid out of your hole. Making you miss the fullness he gave you as he straddled your stomach. His tip poked at your breast as he stroked himself.

Mr. Turner huffed. His hips bucked into his fist wildly as you bit your lip in anticipation. He cursed loudly as you press your breasts together. Screwing his eyes shut while you watch in awe.

“Fuck you look so fucking pretty baby,” he groaned, flinging his head back. His cock head full of blood as it twitched in his palm. Swiping his leaking tip as pressed your thighs together tightly.

“Tell me how much you want my cum,” he blurts, moaning as his thrusts suddenly slowed. His mouth fell open, you could only blink in slight shock.

“I want your cum,” you stuttered. Your fingers weakly pinched at your nipples. He moaned in response, drips on precum fell onto the valley of your breasts.

“Yeah fucking beg for my cum princess,”

“I want your cum on my tits Mr.Turner,”

“Yea baby? You need my fucking cum huh? Such a filthy fucking slut, bringing me in here and letting me fuck you on the embalming table?” he taunted, his hand now moving faster as a grin snuck into your face watching him now squirm and fuck in his hand with need. Moaning louder as his thumb swiped his slit.

“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum baby,” he groaned. Pre still dripping from his cock as you hummed and watched while he cursed. His hips still thrusting while you scoot down directly below his leaking girth. He snagged his lip between teeth as he let out a low, guttural groan.

His hips stuttering as fat drops of cum fell on your breasts. His groans echoed throughout the room as your eyes fell on his cumming cock. Heavily breathing, Alex crumpled atop you. The pounding of his heart could be felt between your chests. Your eyes fluttered shut as you reach a hand up to card through his hair. Feeling his chest expand and compress against yours.

“Happy Birthday Mr.Turner,”

* 4 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 🫧~

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅: @yourstartreatment @himesuedi @disfordangerous4 @harrysbestiee

#anya—anya #my fics #alex turner #practicum #alex turner x y/n #alex turner x reader #alex turner x you #arctic monkeys #funeral director! alex #explict #public smut #mortuary au #mentor x mentee #you guys…#it was bookie’s birthday #Bout late asf #my brain hurt

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layla4567 · 7 months

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Hello there! I love your May The Force Be With You so much that I am requesting one! Here’s mine: The reader calms Cal down when he is using the Dark Side (During Jedi Survivor near the end when he’s chocking Lan Denvick) but you choose the reader calms him down.

oki doki!

I'm right here

Pairing: Cal Kestis x Fem reader Summary: Cal seeks revenge by using the dark side of the force against the hidden base of the Imperial Security Office. You arrive just in time before he does something crazy Warnings: Blood, violence, fight, chocking, spoilers of jedi survivor, angst but fluff ending kinda (If I forget something let me know) A/N: This is my first request, sorry for the delay, btw I had to research the game to write this lol

Cal walked with sure and furious steps towards the base, wielding his saber that now shone bright red ready to attack anyone who crossed his path. The red light contrasted with his green eyes and gave him a menacing look, Cal wanted revenge, to avenge the death of his friends and his seething anger toward embracing his dark side. You stayed on the ship praying that nothing bad happens to him or that he doesn't cause a lot of blood to flow. You understood Cal more than anyone and how painful it is to lose a loved one, especially when they had already lost someone before.

Finding Lank Denvik sitting behind a command desk, Cal approached him with BD1 slung over his shoulder. The redhead's gaze showed no compassion or patience.

"Cak Kestis"-Lank said

"Listen carefully, deactivate the alarm system now"

"Or what? You're a Jedi, I know what you're capable of and what you're not capable of."

Denvik took out a blaster that he had hidden but Cal was faster and took it out of his hands thanks to the force. The freckled man took out his own gun without stopping pointing it at him.

"On the comms. Now"-The redhead said impatiently and intimidatingly, knowing that one mistake and he would just have to pull the trigger.

After deactivating the alarm Cal explained that he was there because of Bode, and saying that he found him thanks to a tracker. Unsurprised, Lank, as if accustomed to her pathetic carelessness, simply casually commented that Bode's reports indicated that the two of them had become quite close since Coruscant. Cal's gruff expression softened slightly as he lowered his gun slowly, something in his brain clicking, as if his gears had been set into motion.

"You were the one who sent him to infiltrate my team.."

"That's right, he was my weapon for a long time, he was very effective. Not like those armored idiots in the inquisitorious"

"So it's true, Cere died because of you"-Cal's gaze became hard as steel again as he gritted his teeth.

Lank leaned forward in his seat. "No, there are still months until Operation Jedha"

"You're lying!"-The redhead used force by clenching his fist to push Lank's back against his seat and immobilize him.

"The empire burned the archives led by Darth vader!!"

"Lord Vader? I have to stop this while I can"

The man approached the commandos again but Cal extended his hand firmly and pushed him back again in anger.

"Don't you understand? He lured you here to destroy me! They're coming! I'll be a dead man unless-"

The redhead clenched his jaw, tired of listening to him speak, without thinking twice he drew his fist towards his chest and Lank's head hit the table making a thud. Cal looked at him with a sullen expression, the only thing he felt was displeasure for that man. With his black inquisitor suit, to go unnoticed, he decided to head towards where Bode was always with his droid at his side. When she arrived she saw Bode's daughter Kata packing her bags, the little girl explained that that was what her father had told her to do because they were supposedly going on a trip. At that moment Bode entered the room, when he saw Cal his muscles tensed, the redhead took a step with a predatory look in his pupils but Bode extended his hand in a stop sign and explained his past. That he was a Jedi Knight assigned as an undercover agent during the Clone Wars. Bode also talked to him about how he met his wife and they had Kata and the deal with Denvik. Cal let his guard down a little at Bode's story but that was his only mistake. Using force, Bode pushes him making him fall on his back and escapes with Kata and the compass alerting the imperials.

Cal, flushed with anger and with dilated pupils, leaves the room without being able to stop Bode and his daughter, just at that moment dozens of imperials are preparing to shoot him. Cal wields his saber embracing the dark side and faces the soldiers, dodging and blocking each blow while with his red saber he cuts the armor and flesh of the Imperials. He is an unstoppable beast, like an enraged bull he cuts the skin and impales several imperials without much difficulty, the desire for revenge and anger moves him as if he were carried away by a wave or ocean currents. Memories of all the people he received love from and then lost came to his mind. He no longer knew how to differentiate between anger and sadness, a whirlwind of emotions debated inside him but an emotion stronger than the others surfaced and won everything. Hatred.

Meanwhile in the Mantis

You and Greez were waiting for Cal to finish his mission. Since you were used to fighting you already had your uniform and your blaster on your belt, you nervously felt it to know it was still there. Greez reassured you by telling you that Cal knew how to defend himself and that he would be fine, but Cal knowing how to defend himself is exactly what worried you. Many times you had seen him succumb to the dark side of the force and you had to hug him so that he would return to the light, you hoped that this time it would be different, that Cal would not make too big a massacre. But you couldn't blame him, if he were you you would have done the same, he was just hurt and he needed to somehow vent those feelings into something to make sure Cere's death wasn't in vain.

Suddenly a roar and screams shook the Mantis and made the ground vibrate. You two had to hold on to your seats to keep from falling to the ground. You looked at Greez with concern and fear, you had to get out of there as soon as possible. After the tremor passed you jumped up from your seat and headed towards the exit of the ship. Greez stopped you screaming

"Wait! where are you going!?"

"I need to find Cal, he's the one causing this."

You adjusted the blaster to your belt and were about to leave when he grabbed your arm firmly, you turned to look at him with a frown.

"No, no no wait! Don't do anything stupid. Trust him"

You removed his hand with a distressed gesture.

"You don't understand, he is in contact with the dark side, he has no self-control. I am the only one who can stop him!"

Before Greez could say anything you jumped off the ship, landing on one knee on the cold floor of the base and ran like hell. Greez yelled something at you but you didn't listen, all you thought about was finding him. You ran and ran with your hair flying in the wind wishing it wasn't too late. At your sides there were imperialist soldiers on the ground dead and bleeding, you looked away in horror.

"Please don't let it be late"-you prayed in a low voice without stopping running

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Cal continued massacring soldiers, he was breathing heavily and his hair had stuck to his sweaty forehead from the effort. The lightsaber gave off red sparks like fire and hummed with every cut and movement, the freckled man did not notice the fatigue, the hatred and aberration he felt was like pure adrenaline injected into his veins and drove him to continue attacking no matter what. When there was no more imperial, Cal, breathing like a rearing horse, deactivated his saber. You were still running around the corpses when you finally saw him, you felt your heart beat out of your chest and with slight relief you trotted towards him. Cal saw you and a look of surprise wrinkled his forehead, he didn't expect to see you there.

"Cal!"

You shouted his name as you quickly approached him with a small smile and great relief, at least he was still alive. You were not even a meter away when your smile faded and with horror you saw how Denvik was approaching Cal from behind with a blaster in his hand.

"Watch out behind you!!"

The redhead already saw it coming, so returning to his sullen and enraged gesture, he unsheathed his saber and blocked the shots with ease while he attracted Lank with the use of force, preventing him from moving. Cal raised his saber and held it tightly dangerously close to the man's neck, the red glow shining on Cal's face and giving him a menacing look. You closed the distance between you and Cal and came to stand close to him at his side, scared of what he might do.

"Come on Jedi, if you're going to kill me, do it now. Do it!!"

But Cal had other plans. He put his saber away and raised his clawed hand, levitating Lanken as he writhed and put his hands on his neck, coughing. Cal was choking him.

"Cordova, CERE! THEY ARE DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!! And now you're going to pay for it..."

Lank was beginning to cough and gasp for air, his face was turning slightly purple while his eyes wanted to pop out of their sockets.

"Cal, enough is enough..!"

Your cries of fear and anguish were words inaudible to Cal as if they had been carried away by the wind. He couldn't listen or even reason, he only had eyes to see Lanken die, the man who made him suffer so much and took away his friends, his family. Cal's gaze fell on the man's face as it went from violet to pinkish red, and a slight grimace of satisfaction crossed the redhead's lips for a moment. Cal seemed to enjoy his suffering, using force was much more pleasant than if he had impaled him with his saber, a slow and painful death was what Lanken deserved. You, horrified, placed a hand on Cal's tense shoulder, hoping he would listen.

"Cal listen to me, I'm here, please don't do it. Don't become a murderer like him."

Cal didn't seem to listen, he just kept seeing his enemy, you tried to attack from the other side.

"Do you really think this is what Cere or Cordova would have wanted? Prove that you're better than him."

You grabbed the freckled man's cheek, forcing him to look at him. He looked back at you, blinded by fury, but you didn't care.

"Cal look at me, this won't make them come back, please come back to me, I'm begging you"- you cried.

The redhead's face softened and he released Lanken who fell abruptly to the ground while holding his chest and coughing and retching. For a moment Cal seemed to come back to himself, as if a blindfold had been removed from his eyes and his gaze softened, once again showing that sweet and gentle look that made his green eyes shine with heavenly intensity. He looked around as if seeing it for the first time, realizing the damage he did, feeling a little guilty under the sad sight, you approached him and rested your forehead against his, grabbing his cheeks gently.

"It's okay, it's over"

You rubbed your forehead against his like horses would and then hugged him tightly, burying your face in the crook of his neck, not wanting to let him go again. He sighed, holding you and he relaxed his body as if you had lifted a great weight off of him. As you slowly peeled yourself away from the hug, you noticed that his eyes were watering. You tenderly wiped away the tears that surrounded his cheek with your thumb. You understood Cal's pain more than anyone and you didn't want him to suffer alone because he wasn't alone, and he never was. You gave him a sweet kiss on the lips to reassure him and assure him that you would always be by his side supporting him and then feeling slightly better he gave you a shy smile, the one you missed seeing so much.

"Let's go back to the ship, Greez must be worried"

You told him as you placed a hand on his back and you both walked tiredly towards the Mantis.

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thewintersoldierdisaster · 1 year

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a/n: had the little idea for the first half of this one late in the day sunday and couldn’t resist, even though it’s post-andrei’s birthday. BUT it’s @smileysvech ‘s birthday today so it functions as a little present for her and is the reason reader’s birthday is two days after andrei’s in the fic 🥰 HAPPY BIRTHDAY! 🥳 also this is my sixth fic in two weeks so i think i might take a beat to work on the next batch, but we’ll see - either way, there’s over 30k of svech fics for you to enjoy on my page 😂

word count: 1.8k

tw: birthday smut and extremely google-translated russian

summary: yours and andrei’s birthdays are two days apart and you celebrate

“Happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to you,

happy birthday, Mister Svechnikov,

happy birthday to you,”

you giggle, ruining the sultry, faux-Marilyn Monrone voice you had put on to sing to Andrei. You set the cake in front of him on the coffee table and watch as he closes his eyes to make a wish. He opens his eyes and blows out the candles, the light reflecting in his eyes briefly.

“What did you wish for?” You ask, obliging when he opens his arms for you to sit on his lap. You’re careful of his knee, the giant brace still makes you a little sad to look at, knowing it means he’s missing the fun part of hockey - the playoffs.

Andrei kisses the side of your neck, “can’t tell you. It won’t come true then.”

“Hmm, I guess that’s a good point,” you smile. “Birthday candle rules must be followed.”

His hand rests on your hip and you lean forward to grab two forks - since it’s just you and the cake is small, you’re not bothering with plates and knives. You spear a piece of cake onto your fork and Andrei darts his head forward to snag the bite. “Hey!” You exclaim, looking at your empty fork. “That was mine!”

He grins at you, “what’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine.” To demonstrate, he loads up his own fork and holds it to your lips, cake bumping against them until you open your mouth for the bite. You purposely moan a little, keeping the fork in between your lips. Andrei shakes his head at you.

“Little tease,” he pinches your side gently and you squeal. You wiggle in his lap and Andrei inhales sharply.

“Oh, I can tease with the best of them, Drei,” you murmur, looping your arms around his neck and biting gently on his earlobe. You can feel him, hot and hard, under your ass and you grin against his skin.

His arms tighten around your waist and you shift, dragging your ass over his erection. “Milaya,” he murmurs, voice hoarse, “it’s my birthday.”

“I know,” you shift on his lap so you’re straddling him. “That’s why I’m not wearing any panties under this dress,” you lean in and whisper in his ear.

Andrei groans, his erection like a steel rod against you thigh. The fork in his hand is gone, tossed onto the table somewhere, and he guides both hands under the hem of your dress, fingers finding your bare ass and squeezing. He kneads at your ass cheeks and you’re getting wetter by the second, sliding against the fabric of his basketball shorts.

“All for me?” He asks rhetorically, pulling you in and slipping one hand under your ass, his middle finger teasing at your clit.

“Mhm,” you hum, clenching around nothing. Feeling a little self-conscious, you carefully repeat the Russian phrase you’d learned for this moment, “Syad'te poudobneye i rasslab'tes', solnyshko.”

Andrei’s eyes fly up to yours and his smile widens. “Trust me, my love, I’m not going anywhere.” He chuckles a bit and kisses a line from your jaw down your neck. “It’s fucking hot when you speak Russian.”

You slip your hand under the waistband of his shorts and find him commando. “I can tell,” you smirk, wrapping your fingers around him and twisting your wrist a bit.

He groans, head dropping back against the couch. One hand grips your ass tighter and two fingers on the other hand find their way inside of you, curling gently, teasing. You clench around him and roll your hips, losing concentration a bit as you try to shove Andrei’s shorts down. “I…wait, this is about you,” you gasp, Andrei’s fingers filling you.

“Where else would I put my hand?” He replies cheekily.

“Be a good boy,” you admonish him gently, finally getting his waistband down so his cock can bounce free. You grin at him, stroking him with the fork pressure you know he likes. Andrei’s face goes slack and his mouth drops open a little. “Good boy,” you murmur when his fingers stop teasing you. They’re still stuffed inside of you, but you’re going to get up on your knees in a second and he’ll withdraw his hand.

Making sure his knee is still in a good position and you’re not going to jostle him too much, you lift up carefully and position him under you. “Happy birthday, Drei,” you murmur, sinking down on him, using his shoulders for leverage. His hands automatically find your waist, smearing your own arousal on your skin, and guiding you up and down. He kisses your neck and chest as you ride him, murmuring in Russian.

You clench around him, rolling your hips. Andrei trusts his hips up into yours and you worry about his knee, so you double your efforts, your thighs burning from the workout. His eyes are shut tightly and you feel his stomach muscles contract. “Hey, come for me,” you whisper, carding the fingers of one hand through his hair. “It’s your birthday, you get to go first.”

“No, no,” he groans, “together. It’s rude.”

His hand finds where you’re joined and he strums his fingers over your clit, fingers slipping with the combination of your desire. You moan, dropping your head to his shoulder and move faster, rolling your hips and reaching down to cup his balls. The combination of your hands and his sends both of you over the edge and you clench around him while he comes in you. You shiver from the aftershocks, draping over Andrei’s chest and shoulders while he holds you in place.

He softens and slips out of you, but you stay on his lap, the both of you a mess. You giggle and kiss his jaw. “I’m glad I brought the cake in before I sat on you,” you say, “now we don’t have to go anywhere for sustenance.”

“What if I’m still hungry?” Andrei asks, a glint in his eye.

“Well,” you tangle your fingers in the chain around his neck, “it’s your birthday, so you can eat whatever you want.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Andrei growls, carefully leaning you back on the couch and shifting so his head is in between your thighs.

You shriek-laugh, “your knee! Andrei, be careful!”

“I know what I’m doing, solnyshka,” he smirks up at you from between your legs. “I’m a professional.”

Because Andrei’s birthday this year fell on Whaler’s night, the team sends a care package that arrives on Monday. There’s a fresh new blue and green Whalers jersey that you promptly steal, a plush Pucky the whale, and a Canes flag that’s been signed by the fans wishing Andrei a speedy recovery. The note include mentions that it was a Twitter fan who organized the whole thing and Andrei’s extremely touched. He’s been so positive during the early days of his recovery and knowing that the fans are all behind him is only helping to keep his spirits up.

“Told you they love you,” you say, resting your chin on his shoulder while you read over all the names and messages on the flag.

He wipes the back of his hand under his nose and nods. “I just want to be good for them.”

“You are,” you kiss his cheek sweetly. “And you’ll be back better than ever.”

The next day is your birthday and Andrei starts it off right by eating you out before you’re even complete awake. You stroke his hair like he’s a pet and mumble, “I can’t believe I have to get out of bed now.”

Andrei kisses your stomach, resting his chin on your hipbone, “you’re only doing a half day, right?”

“Mhm,” you hum. “Still, you look fucking edible and I don’t want to put on pants.”

“I don’t want you to put pants on either,” Andrei laughs. His fingers tickle lightly against your inner thigh and you squirm. “But you’ll be back home before you know it.”

“You’re supposed to tell me to quit my job and that you’ll take care of my every whim,” you whine, breaking off into a laugh because you both know that he absolutely would take care of you if you asked. But you both also know that you’d go totally crazy if you just sat around doing nothing all day.

Andrei sticks his tongue out at you. “You’d be bored,” he says, patting your hip. “Better get up or you’ll be late.”

Despite your reluctance to get up, the morning goes by quickly - your coworkers bring you coffee and a breakfast pastry and they’ve decorated you office. Before you know it, it’s one and you’re driving back home with the windows down and Shania Twain blasting.

“Drei?” You call out kicking your sneakers off. “Where are you?”

“Kitchen!” He calls back and you find him standing at the kitchen island, frosting a cake.

All that registers is that he’s standing up and you frown, “aren’t you supposed to be resting?”

He looks up, smidge of frosting on his cheek, and waves the spatula at you. “I rested all morning and have been sitting most of the time. I needed to stand to finish frosting,” he explains.

It finally clicks that he’s making you a cake for your birthday and your heart melts. “Oh,” you smile softly, coming towards the island and casually pushing a stool under his ass so he’ll sit down. “You made me a birthday cake?”

“There’s even birthday coffee,” he grins, pointing at the Nespresso. Two thick mugs are sitting there, one with rainbow sprinkles on the top. You giggle, “I’m assuming that one’s mine?”

He nods, snagging your wrist in his hand so he can tug you in for a kiss. “Can’t do too much with the leg,” he mutters, “but coffee and a birthday cake I can do.” Andrei’s arms wrap around your waist and he squeezes you in a little hug.

You cup his cheeks in your hands and kiss him again. “Birthday cake and coffee with my guy is the only way I want to spend my birthday, Drei,” you grin, wiping at the frosting on his cheek with your thumb.

He wants to finish decorating the cake, so you pull up another stool and tell him about your day while he shakes the sprinkles over the top and sticks a few candles into the frosting. Opening a bakery isn’t even close to being in Andrei’s future, but he’s so cute while he decorates and he’s clearly having fun.

You prop your chin in the palm of your hand and watch him, a small smile playing at your lips while you imagine a future where Andrei is decorating birthday cakes for your kids, where your kids are helping him and eating more frosting than they’re putting on the cake.

“What?” He looks up, catching you watching him. His eyebrows draw together and he swipes at his face. “More frosting?”

“No,” you say, “you’re perfect.”

#andrei svechnikov #andrei svechnikov x you #andrei svechnikov imagine #andrei svechnikov x reader #andrei svechnikov fic #hope you have an amazing birthday!!#if this is weird that i wrote you a lil birthday fic let me know 😅#svech girlies have been so sweet so i figured this would be fun!

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DC Studios | Chapter 1: Gods and Monsters

Chapter 1: Gods and Monsters:

Creature Commandos: An animated seven episode series, written by Gunn, that is already in production. Originally a team of classic monsters assembled to fight Nazis, this is a modern take on the concept. The voice actors have yet to be cast but the executives are looking to find people who can voice the animated characters and also portray the live-action versions when the anti-heroes to show up in movies and shows.

Waller: A spin-off of Gunn’s own HBO Max hit series, Peacemaker, Viola Davis will return as the ruthless and morally ambiguous head of a government task force. It is being written by Christal Henry (Watchmen) and Jeremy Carver, the creator of the Doom Patrol TV series.

Superman: Legacy: The movie featuring the Man of Steel that Gunn is writing and may direct, although no commitments on that end have been made. While the two previous titles are meant to be “aperatifs,” in Safran’s words, Superman is the true kick off for the duo’s DCU plans. “It’s not an origin story,” Safran said. “It focuses on Superman balancing his Kryptonian heritage with his human upbringing. He is the embodiment of truth justice and the American way. He is kindness in a world that thinks that kindness as old-fashioned.” A release date of July 11, 2025 has been penciled in.

Lanterns: Greg Berlanti’s long-in-the-works Green Lanterns TV series has been scrapped and the duo have parted ways with the longtime DC series steward. In its place will be a new take on the space cops with power rings. “Our vision for this is very much in the vein of True Detective,” Safran described. “It’s terrestrial-based.” It will feature prominent Lantern heroes Hal Jordan and John Stewart and is one of the most important shows they have in development. “This plays a really big role in leading into the main story we are telling across film and TV.”

The Authority: a movie based on a team of superheroes with rather extreme methods of protecting the planet that first originated in the late 1990s under an influential imprint known as Wildstorm, run by artist and now head of DC publishing, Jim Lee. “One of the things of the DCU is that it’s not just a story of heroes and villains,” said Gunn. “Not every film and TV show is going to be about good guy vs. bad guy, giant things from the sky comes and good guy wins. There are white hats, black hats and grey hats.” Added Safran: “They are kinda like Jack Nicholson in A Few Good Men. They know that you want them on the wall. Or at least they believe that.”

Paradise Lost: The duo describe this HBO Max series as a Game of Thrones-style drama set on the all-female island that is Wonder Woman’s birthplace, Themyscira, filled with political intrigue and scheming between power players. It takes place before the events of the Wonder Woman films.

The Brave and the Bold: “This is the introduction of the DCU Batman,” said Gunn. “Of Bruce Wayne and also introduces our favorite Robin, Damian Wayne, who is a little son of a bitch.” The movie will take inspiration from the now-classic Batman run written by Grant Morrison that introduced Batman to a son he never knew existed: a murderous tween raised by assassins. “It’s a very strange father-and-son story.”

And, importantly, it will feature a Batman not played by Robert Pattinson…

Booster Gold: an HBO Max series based on a unique and lower-tiered hero created in 1986. Safran said of the series, “It’s about a loser from the future who uses basic future technology to come back to today and pretend to be a superhero.” Gunn described it as “imposter syndrome as superhero.”

Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow: Taking its cues from the recent Tom King-written mini-series, this movie project promises to have a different take than what most think of when the idea of Superman’s cousin comes to mind. “We will see the difference between Superman, who was sent to Earth and raised by loving parents from the time he was an infant, versus Supergirl, raised on a rock, a chip off of Krypton, and who watched everyone around her die and be killed in terrible ways for the first 14 years of her life and then come to Earth. She is much more hardcore and not the Supergirl we’re used to.”

Swamp Thing: a horror film that promises to close out the first part of the first chapter.

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March 4, 2017 - FKA twigs wears:

- Jean Paul Gaultier Fall 1995 Circuit Board-Stitch Cropped Jacket (from HOLArchive)

- Jean Paul Gaultier Indian Goddess Shiva Butterfly Mesh Top

- Acne Studios Cat-Eye sunglasses from Fall 2016

- Mini Antigona Bag by Givenchy

- Commando Steel Cap Boots by UNDERGROUND

#fka twigs #fashion #2017

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captainlondonman · 2 years

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HI VIZ WORKIE

HI VIS

Portacabin Workie

The guys had all packed up for the weekend but a dirty van was still parked out the portacabin. No sign of life but then I was suddenly aware of a guy looking out one of the windows in my direction. I’d been sitting quietly reading the paper , well I say that but I was more interested in looking at the hiviz workies that might be around and who had been working on digging various holes in the road. So I pretended to look at the paper but aware I was being watched. Which workie was it? There was one I really got hard watching. A bruiser of a guy, always dirty, smoking and swearing loudly. He was a good 6’2” burly thick neck always in Hiviz jacket and usually jogging bottoms so when he bent down I could see a well formed black hairy arse and at the front it almost looked like he wore a cock ring as his cock stuck out making a horny outline when seen side on. He was always unshaven with close cropped black hair. He was not at all my type as usually it was fit , healthy well dressed guys but there was something about him that every time I could feel my cock hardening.

The portacabin door opened and shit it was him and he had been looking at me. However he showed no interest , shut the door got into his van and drove off. That’s a shame. So as I was about to get up I saw the door swing open. He had not locked up. It didn’t take much for me to walk over to shut it as no one would be around for the weekend so it might as well look safe.

I put my hand on the door to close and even though no one was around I could smell the stale odour to sweat and piss. He must have just pissed before leaving as in some ways it felt fresh. I’d never been in a workie cabin before and thought what the hell, this is a one off chance to check out. Besides my cock was already stiff as a brick.

I got in and closed the door behind me.. What a bloody mess, there were clothes, hi viz trousers, jackets, helmets, gloves strewn everywhere. The floor hadn’t been cleaned in ages and it was thick with mud and tar. Unwashed cups lay on the table and a big bowl of butt ends.

However next to the door there were clothes neatly hung on a peg with boots on the floor under. There were a pair of ripped camoflague army type trousers, dirty with tar patches and well worn, in fact they looked as if never washed, a ripped blue sweat top, an army jersey where the person had smeared their hands across and holes all over it. At the back was a filthy orange Hi viz jacket covered in grime and tar marks. On the floor a well used pair of rigger boots with the steel caps showing and a pair of crusty grey socks that were once white. Next to the boots on the bench a packet of cigarettes and a bottle of beer.

I could smell the person who had worn these, the sweat, the cigarette smoke, the dirt and without thinking I started to examine the clothes rubbing my hands over them all. What made me do it I don’t know but I lifted the trousers off the peg and started smelling the crotch. Christ it smelt of piss. Obviously the guy was commando and I could see the piss marks where at times he had not shaken his dick. But there was another smell and I could see dried cum marks. Christ he was dirty bugger, obviously wanking on the job and allowing the final drips to stain the jeans. Without thinking I put my nose to the crotch for a quick sniff but as soon as I did a wave a being dirty took over and I rammed my face deep into the crotch breathing deeply and with every breath my cock got bigger and bigger. Thank God no one was around and the more I ran the crotch over my face so my hand started wanking slowly as I was wanting to cum but at least not yet. I could smell the piss and cum on my face and loved it. There was only one way now and that was to put the clothes on. I quickly stripped everything off and stood there pure and naked with a throbbing cock. There would be time for that wank and when I came I know I would shoot everywhere but most of all I wanted to come inside his camoflague gear and leave my own dried cum for him when he came in on Monday.

I sat on the bench and pulled on the crusty socks. God they were yellow underneath and I could smell the cheese. They looked a bit big but I saw my feet fitted perfectly. Next the sweatshirt. I smelt the armpits and could sense the sweat. Did this guy ever wash. But I wanted his smell over my body. Next the camouflage. Like him I was going to be commando and when I pulled them up my cock stuck out like a tent. I could see some precum staining through. They fitted perfectly. As did the boots though they looked 2 sizes bigger than I would take. Then the army jersey and I smeared my hand across it as I pulled it down. God my hands suddenly looked dirty and I even had dirt in my fingernails. They looked bigger and real workie type stubby hands. Finally the HI VIZ jacket dirty smelly, tar marked which I zipped up. That was me in the gear. Christ this was great, beyond expectations. On the bench were a pair of gloves. That would just finish everything and I wanted to wank wearing the gloves and cum in the gear. What happened to the clean cut guy? This was not me. Was it the smell,? thinking of Bruiser?, christ what? but I felt dirty and loved it. I picked up the packet of cigarettes and took one out. What for I didn’t smoke and hated it but now I wanted nothing more than to have a fag and a good deep puff. As I took it out I held it between thumb and second finger. Christ that was so workie but it was instinctive and I wanted a fag and now. But before lighting up I needed to wipe my nose and just drew my sleeve across my face and then brought up a good gob of spit and spat onto the floor. I would never do this but now it was me what I wanted. I felt dirty and a workie.

My cock was now rigid and I started massaging my balls with the gloves on while puffing on the fag with the other hand. I had to see what I looked like. There had to be a mirror some place. Next to the bog (bog? Surely WC) was a grimy spattered full length mirror. I walked over fag in one hand the other gloved hand still massaging my cock and balls. I stood in front of the mirror.

Fucking Hell, who the fuck is this. Shit man what the fuck is going on. This wasn’t even my voice, the words that spilled from my mouth were deep sounding Brummie accent. Jeesus what the fuck.

Standing there staring at me was a forty year old well built, a good beer belly lying over the waisband, in full gear, the cock sticking out, and what a size, fag in hand, shaved head and a good few days growth on his face. My hands were big thick and covered in black hair, with bitten dirty nails. I looked like a footie hooligan with thick neck, squashed nose. Where was the twenty year old fresh faced guy that’s me? I put my hand up to my face and wiped across and sure enough there was the same growth and as I wiped so the dirty gloves left a mark as if I’d been putting in a full day on the roads.

Shit what the fuck has happened, yer a fucking workie. Shite I need a good puff. It was me speaking these words but not my voice.

Yet as I stared at myself and puffed the fag so my cock stood rigid and a leer came over my face. Fucking hell man you look a proper workie, its what you wanted, a right dirty smelling bugger. Christ man have that wank you deserve it.

As I started to massage the length of my cock through the material I heard a van draw up outside and then the van door closed. Fuck what’s going to happen now?

The door was flung open and in walked Bruiser.

I knew it’d be you he says smiling from one side of his face to another

Do you think I fuck off and leave the door open. Who do you think left these clothes you’re now in hanging just by the door. I knew you couldn’t fucking well resist. I just left you, went for a coffee and came back knowing full well I’d have a grimy mate like you standing here. Much fucking better than that cleancut college kid. Don’t look so fucking startled. Its what you wanted. A right dirty Brummie workie. It’s got you going man. A right fucking knob on there Shit you certainly got a big un. Much bigger than your college knob. Pass us a fag before you finish the lot off the way you’re going. Aint you going to say something.

I a’int the only one with a big dick mate. Shit that’s making one fucking large pole in your joggers. Christ this was me saying that and to Bruiser.

Too fucking right. I’ve had a hard on the whole way back hoping you’d be here looking just like this and you’re fucking better than I expected. I wanted a real workie and I certainly have one, he said dragging on his fag.

Then I ‘d better get to work on that cock of yours so come on, flip it out and let me see what you’re made off.

With one hand smoking his ciggie with the other he eased down the elastic of his joggers and flipped out his huge tool, a good 9inches.

Ain’t washed for a few days so you can get this stinking piece of meat down yer throat. We workies know how to give a bloody good blow job don’t we.

Too fucking right. I hope yer right and yer cocks stinks as I want the full taste of yer manhood.

I stubbed my fag out and was down on my knees smelling his cock. Christ he was right I could smell the piss and cum but its what I wanted and all the way down my throat. I wanted to savour his stinking dick so licked carefully around the head taking in the left over piss and taking the full thick shaft in my hands.

Get my prick down that throat of yours. I’m fucking horny as I have been waiting to see you and was wanking all the way here so I’m ready to put a load of cum all down that throat of yours.

Shit, Bruiser I said that’s one big dick to take but don’t worry I want the whole fucking load you can give me.

At that he grabbed me round the head and start pulling me in.

Breathe properly man and get it down you. That’s it. Slowly I felt his sweaty dick move down the back of my throat. He must have pissed just before he came as I had that tang in my mouth and loved it.

That’s it man swallow my whole big prick. I only want workies on my cock and you’re the best I’ve made. Fucking dirty whore man. Go on suck it let me feel those lips of you right round the shaft. He pulled me in and set me out time after time swearing

Yeah fuck it man, take it all, fucking dirty workie take all my cum.

I had hold of his legs and pushed and pulled them as he stood stock still

Suddenly he stopped shoving my head right up to his balls.

Jesus I coming I hope you fucking gag on all that’s coming to you.

I could feel his body tightening and then without any warning he screamed fucking hell and shot a fountain of cum down my throat. I wanted every drop of it and swallowed and swallowed but there was so much it was also spiliing out of my mouth and down my chin.

You know how to suck a man. Shit that was fucking great. Now take the last drop.

As I leant back I took my hiviz arm and wiped the cum off my mouth on chin leaving a big white smear across the jacket.

I ain’t rubbing that off mate so everyone can see I’ ve given you the best blowjob ever.

Too fucking right.

I stood up and as he flipped his cock back into his joggers he looked at my dick.

Now you need a bit of satisfying.

You know what Bruiser there’s only one way that’s going to be achieved I said rubbing my cock and unbuttoning the flies

And what’s that he said

I’m going to fuck you rigid I said as I pulled my prick out. Christ it was big and the foreskin slid back revealing a monster head

You wanted a workie, well you got one and this workie wants a fuck. Lets see that hairy ass of yours.

I’d never fucked a guy in my life having always been the sub but now with the Brummie voice, looking like a footie bloke I wanted my cock up his arse.

Before he had time to reply I turned him round and pulled down the joggers round his knees.

Just what I thought a nice hairy ass and I love hairy ass for a good fuck. So bend over and spread those hairy beefy legs.

Take it easy mate that’s one big prick you have there but I want it deep inside. I knew you were the fucking type as soon as I walked in.

I put my hand between his crack and massaged the hairy bum finding the hole. I shoved in one finger and then two and Bruiser started to moan. Hope there’s a lot more than that coming.

Christ man once this dick of mine is up you you’ll know.

I gobbed up a good bit of spit and smeared it over my cock.

Putting my beefy hands in the gloves around him I started sliding it in. After the first wince it started sliding more easily.

I aint the first to have fucked you mate

Maybe not but youre the biggest. Christ its fucking great. Get it all the way

If that’s what you want I said as I rammed my dick the whole way up and felt my balls swing against his arse. I felt the hair against me as he let out a long moan.

He was bent over the table sticking his arse out so he could feel the full thrust and my hands were round his waist. Christ he was hairy all over as my hands went round the front grabbing his belly.

You want a good fuck so I giving it. I started to pump slowing so I could savour every slow move and felt his muscles grab my cock inside him. The more he used his muscles the more I wanted to speed up the fuck.

Go on mate gie it to me fuckjng me hard as you want.

I was ramming my prick up and down and the quicker I rammed the nearer I was to spurting a great load.

Christ I’m ready. I could feel the cum leaving my balls and ready to explode. Shit I comin as I qickly took my cock out and let rip with a fountain of spunk all the way up his HiViz jacket.

Fuck man that arse has given me the best fuck ever I shouted in my Brummie voice.

Bruiser pulled up his joggers and sat back on the bench. I wiped my cock with the gloves and smeared it over my jacket so the cum makes would harden nicely. I put my dick back in the camos and could see some staining coming thro from the left overs.

I never thought you’d be as good as that, he said. All my dreams come true when I set those clothes out for you. Give us a fag.

I lit up 2 fags and handed one to him. Both of us taking long draws.

Now then Mate he said, you have to decide as I’m about to lock up. Your old clothes are over there and then you can go back to reading your paper and being the little perv or we can turf them out in the nearest bin and you come back with me as a Brummie Workie.

I took another long draw, wiped my hand across my mouth and spat onto my jacket

Doesn’t seem as there much of a fucking decision to make, Bruiser. I’m a fucking butch workie who knows how to give a good fuck and can be as dirty as I fucking want. Bin those clothes, I’m.staying as I am This is the bloody life , a dirty workie, with some fags, booze, mucky work on the roads and best yet a good load of fucking with the lads.

When we get back to your place make sure that cock of yours I had a taste off gets rammed up my arse.

I put my gloved hand down and gave my balls and cock a good rub. Better get going Bruiser I’m as horny as fuck.

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I was made to spend the last night fully dressed up in gear, and what a night it was! Very cozy and very sweaty 😁

On the top 2 layers of football Jerseys, with the larger green one as the base leyer.

Some Wave Board trackies that split completely in 2 halves (but I was made to have those very strictly closed up). Adidas shiny shorts underneath those, giving everything a cool bagginess.

And with a special leather and metal wristband that reminds me who's in charge of this. All gear picked for the occasion and made me to buy it by Boss @kungfurre

Gone full commando in this, and wearing a steel cage to keep all Boss's properties the way they should be 😉

#gearfreak #sportsgear #trackpants #sagging #baggy

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halzore · 2 years

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In Solemn Moments.

Hi everyone. This is Late. This was supposed to be done friday. It is now Sunday.

This is a little Rex x Child!reader. Uses gender neutral pronouns, is in the third person from Rex's perspective and it is a request for the lovely @bombshe77

This is slightly off from the prompt you sent me. But i really enjoyed writing from Rex's perspective. Thankyou for sending in the request.

On the off chance someone reads this, feel free to send me more requests! and also leave some feedback, I'd love it lots

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Rex had only been to the Jedi temple a handful of times, all for similar reasons. Rex followed the familiar path to the Jedi War room situated in the heart of the temple. The hydraulic doors hissed as he entered. Kenobi, Windu, Mundi as well as some of his brothers were in the room, staring at a giant hologram centred in the middle. General Kenobi turned to face the Captain.

“Ah, Rex. Anakin did say he was sending you in his place. How did the latest siege on Felucia go?” Rex moved into the centre of the room, plugging his data disk into the central control panel. He felt his heart clench as the battle statistics were beamed up. He saw the number of days on mission, the number of brothers lost. It was not an easy campaign for the 501st.

Rex took a breath to centre himself, he was stronger than this pain. He had to be right now, steeling himself, he began to give his report. He took himself back to the dusty pollen-filled planet, to how the commando droids ambushed his men, how they were pinned down for weeks underneath heavy droid artillery, how as they gained an inch of land on one front they seemed to lose a mile on another. Not even the creative hi-jinks of Ahsoka and Anakin could save them this time. It was another loss on Felucia and another devastating loss for the 501st since Umbara.

Before he knew it the briefing was over, he found himself in the hallway, one foot after another, retracing his path from earlier. He remembered Cody putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder after his speech was over. He remembered the look of sympathy Kenobi had offered him before General Mundi went on to talk strategy of how to recoup lost ground on the planet. It was all for nothing, the deaths of his brothers, of the people relying on him to keep them safe. Clones were supposed to withstand this kind of loss, but since Umbara, nothing had been quite the same for Rex.

Rex’s feet stopped themselves at an archway. It was ornate and cracked from the endurances of history, a kind of beauty unfamiliar to Rex. The archway allowed for a golden shaft of light to enter the hallway, its like the light was calling him toward, beckoning him with some unknown pull. Rex turned it over for a second, he shouldn’t be here, he should head straight back to the barracks, but apart of him was too tired to care, too cold.

He never quite realised how beautiful Coruscant could be. The Jedi gardens wound through the temple, around corners, a water feature being tended to by an elderly Jedi as a group of younglings dug in the garden beds looking for worms and other creepy crawlies, their laughter wafting through the peaceful air. Rex meandered down the pale cobbled path and came to stop in front of a tree. Its brilliant leaves littered the pavement making a soft bed for Rex as he sat at the base of it. The ombre oranges of the leaves were nothing like he had seen on any of his campaigns, so delicately gentle in its simplicity but strong and resolute in its colour. Rex put his head in his hands and took a strong deep breath in, his eyes rolled shut and he let the peaceful air roll over him, willing it to take away the pit that had made its home in his stomach.

When Rex closed his eyes, time seemed to stop. It all just felt like an unruly storm of all his worst memories and darkest fears. He felt like he was slipping slowly into his own darkness.

He felt a small hand on his forearm. He looked up. A small face looked back up at him. “You’re not a Jedi.” The kid was so small, smaller than Ahsoka when Rex first met her.

“I’m not.” Rex replied. The kid seemed to stare into his eyes so intently, a watchful curiousness interrogating his psyche.

“You’re sad.” The child said matter-of-factly. “What’s wrong?”

Rex struggled, this tiny Jedi was so untouched by the horrors of the galaxy, holding so much care in their small but intense gaze.

“Nothing’s wrong kid.” Rex was trying his best to reassure the kid and convince himself of the statement. Rex took a breath, looking down at the youngling.

“You know, Master Yoda says the trees call to you when you’re sad. That’s why I’m here.”

Rex looked at the kid with concern. “Are you sad?”

The kid nuzzled underneath Rex’s arm and settled their head in the crook of his shoulder looking up to the starship studded skies of Coruscant. “No. But if you’re here, you’re sad, and everyone needs a friend when they are sad.”

“Yeah, they do kid.” A small smile formed on Rex’s face the weight on his side shifted to snuggle in closer. The youngling was warm and safe beside him, reminding him of when, as cadets, they would all curl up together after the Kaminoans had disappeared. The child squirmed to face him once again.

“What’s your name Mr. Soldier?” Rex had never been addressed as such and his heart softened as he went to reply.

“My name’s Rex, what’s yours?”

“My name is Y/N.”

“That’s a very nice name.” Kamino had never trained him on how to speak to little ones, neither had Ahsoka. He hoped he was doing okay.

“Can I tell you a secret Rex?” Rex was slightly shocked by the question. He nodded in the affirmative and the child to his side kept speaking. “I was lying to you earlier.” They left a beat. “I am sad.” Rex’s heart sank, the child continued. “I’m sad because there is so much pain in the galaxy, and I can’t fix it. I wish I could make everyone happy. But I can be happy for those near me who need it, and make them smile.”

Rex pondered the youngling’s words. Even miniature Jedi sounded like little oracles. “Well Y/N, I think you made me a bit happier.” Rex offered.

“I think that’s all we can do. Especially right now. You’ll get through this Rex, I believe in you.” The youngling closed their eyes and relaxed completely into the clone beside them.

“Thankyou for sitting with me Y/N.” Rex’s mind began to quiet for what felt like the first time in months. The wind blew cooly against his face as the youngling’s chest began to rise and fall rhythmically. A soft otherworldly comfort began to engulf Rex, his own breathing slowed as he let his head rest on the trunk of the tree. Maybe this place called to him for a reason, he wasn’t a Jedi, but he could have sworn he could feel it. Feel it healing him, warming him from his persistent winter. An orange golden leaf fell from the tree, skittering down gently through the wind and landing on Rex’s shoulder.

Maybe this is what Ahsoka meant when she said she was one with the force and the force was with her.

For the first time in a long time, he felt at peace.

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OOR 1999 - Nr 14/15 - Rammstein interview

'Bestrafe Mich' and send me to Rammstein. Everything turns out not to be so bad with these six cheerful friends from the former East Germany. They are not scary, but they take their bang, fire and squirt circus very seriously. 'Rammstein an die Front? Geht nicht!'

by Herman van der Horst

Germans want to be everything, but please not German

Rammstein presents their CD Live Aus Berlin with a video in the Berlin art house Tacheles. Along the way I practice: Du, du hast, du hast mich, du hast mich fragt. 'Deutsch muss knallen!' my German teacher always advised us. In that regard, Rammstein is of course the right place for you. We consider the controversy surrounding these six cheerful friends from the former East Germany to be well known. That they were initially labeled as 'wrong'.

And later not wrong. Well, Rammstein is anything but 'wrong'; I was able to see this with my own (wet) eyes in the live video that was shown. Their show is a cross between a cartoon and a Commando video game. Innocent fun. A bit of S&M, a bit of Weisses Fleisch, a bit of religion, a bit of incest and a lot of pretending to be heavy. But in the end it all looks like a barbecue at the Krupps steel factory that got slightly out of hand.

As soon as the singer in Bestrafe Mich starts hitting himself with such a ticklish whip, I start laughing. And I can't get rid of that anymore. Although those rolling 'r's in Mein Krankes Gehirn are really beautiful and they have a schlager 1) with Seemann in the very best 'Junge Komm Bald Wieder' tradition. Their music is called tanzmetal. Metal is clear. But tanz? For elephants maybe...

After the video there is a buffet and the group members mingle with the journalists. Everyone consistently calls them by their surnames: Kruspe! Landers! Lindemann! Lorentz! Riedel! Schneider! But you just try to find the right faces to that by candlelight. That evening I had at least two incredibly deep discussions about the meaning of life, with Germans who turned out not to be Rammsteiners at all. Oh well, things can change.

The next day we are driven to the place where the interrogations will take place. The taxi driver warns that the address we provided may be very difficult to find. It is located in a secret Stasi area in the former East Berlin. Before the fall of the wall, this was a white spot on every Western map. And the house numbering is still incorrect, the driver sighs. Eventually he finds the address anyway. A little later we find ourselves in a lugubrious courtyard. There is a smell of torture and executions. Then we end up in a dark, dilapidated stairwell. When we reach the top, a heavy door opens slightly and we are led into an office. In one corner stands Rammstein's singer Lindemann in command fatigues. He holds a sten gun and an artificial cock against his chest. There is no head on its torso; he keeps it clutched under his other arm. It's a doll. I think.

The interrogations are already in full swing. They take place in small rooms that open onto a sparsely lit corridor system. There's a lady walking around with a clipboard. As we walk through a dark hallway, she says, shuffling through her papers, "You get Schneider." So not Kruspe, Landers, Lindemann, Lorentz or Riedel? "Nein, Scheider!" she repeats firmly. That cannot be changed. Oh well, I think, that sounds nice too, Schneider. After looking at my notes I see it's the drummer. But hey, wait, you still need an interpreter, she says. And away she rushes again. A moment later she returns with the interpreter, a lady who reaches about my waist. Now it comes down to it. After all, I'm here to brush up on my German. I take a deep breath. 'Deutsch muss knallen', crosses my mind. And here it comes: 'My German is ausgezeichnet!' The aus-ge-zeich net bounces down the hallway with a bang. The interpreter is impressed. She is off the hook.

The door to the interrogation room opens with a creak. Inside there is a table, above which hangs a light bulb. In the darkness I spot a stocky figure. "You're Schneider?" I ask to be sure. He nods. 'Horst' I say, holding out my hand, 'Von der'. Then we can get to the point.

What I'm curious about first, Herr Schneider, is whether it was your intention to make a parody of metal.

"No. It's not a parody. We stay away from that. We take ourselves, our music and our show very seriously."

Most metal groups take themselves seriously. That deadly seriousness with which they sell air. You exaggerate that so grotesquely that it really makes me laugh.

"That has something to do with your own preferences. Apparently you find this kind of music comical anyway. If people don't understand this music, or have never heard it before, it might be comical. Possibly. But then I can't help you."

Your texts are a good way to learn German. Rammstein could easily be on Sesame Street.

"If you want to see it that way. But where are you actually going with this?"

Preferably home. But since I'm here: is Rammstein an escape into a fantasy world for you?

"For me it is a content of life. In part it is indeed also an escape from reality. You simply have that possibility in a group. We create a fantasy world that can come to reality for an hour on stage."

Does that also have to do with the fact that you come from the former East Germany?

"Certainly. After the fall of the Wall, there is a lot of anger and frustration here. Many people are dissatisfied with their social situation. I must also add that a group like Rammstein could never have emerged in West Germany. Western musicians probably would have made a decision in advance: can we do this? How will people respond to it? We didn't care about that at the time. We hardly knew how the music biz worked. The Germans of course also have that eternal feeling of guilt about their past. That's why they reason: we don't have to have our own opinions, because we are guilty of certain crimes. I think that the Germans should no longer hide behind that. A generation has now emerged that is asking itself: should I carry that shame along my whole life? Should I deny my ancestry? We want to be everything, but please not German. It is a complicated topic. It is also very difficult to talk about it without immediately being called a Nazi. Anyone who says: I am German is a Nazi. But that's how it is here! We had to experience that in a bitter way."

Did Rammstein ever censor themselves?

"We started out very naive and open-minded. In the underground you can do very daring things because no one gives a shit anyway. That attracts a few freaks who think just like us. But if you suddenly get success, things will be different. As soon as the housewives start getting involved, it suddenly becomes a different story. Then you start setting boundaries. In the second place we started to wonder: where are those boundaries? Can we still cross them? Should we go that far again? Should we even continue? Well, we have indeed gone a lot further with that second album. At least I think so. And now we are again faced with the question: should we always provoke further? Or will that eventually become annoying? That people say: oh, that group is only looking for topics that people can be aggravated about. That is not our goal."

So this means the end of Rammstein.

"Maybe. That's why we made a live record."

As closure

"Yes. And then: finish that shit. Exactly. That would be a fitting statement."

One more grand farewell concert in Kosovo, perhaps? (at the time of the conversation the bombings were still in full swing)

"For what? We don't do politics at all."

No politics. Just take that whole bang, fire and squirt show of yours to the war front. You don't have to take that truck with fireworks either. NATO takes care of that.

"Why? As a mirror for...[chuckles nervously]...the catastrophe that's unfolding there...I think you're out of your mind."

As your final and ultimate provocation.

"It would be completely inappropriate. I think that is sick. That is a way of provoking to seek publicity."

With all due respect, Herr Schneider, but isn't that what Rammstein was about?

"Sure, sure. But to perform in a war zone and show off there... No! Look, you have a normal form of provocation, which is called show business. But this would be a political action, which no longer has anything to do with art or performance. It would undermine the entire context of music and show business."

It should remain show business. A circus.

"Exactly. It's a show and nothing else."

Time is up. Schneider stands up. “Rammstein an die Front,” he says, shaking his head. 'Geht nicht!' A little later the stairwell and the lugubrious courtyard appear, to my astonishment. to end up on a completely different street in Berlin. Wandering around Unter Den Linden, I come across a fence with the following written in large letters: 'Nie Wieder Krieg'. I think I am being followed.

1) For many 'critical' music journalists, the typical German 'Schlager' music is very 'wrong' in a 'tacky' sort of way, but the music enjoys some popularity as well in the Netherlands, especially in areas near the German border where German TV shows can be watched

List of other Rammstein OOR interviews

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