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i-sea-fiera · 2 years

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The brain rot is strong today so let's do a mechs daemon au post.

First things first, a little background for my au; mechanization is a traumatizing experience, as we know most of the mechs were on the brink of death when it happened to each of them. This affects their daemons as well, most are unsettled from the procedure, so I'll be giving them two forms, one was what they had originally settled as (and still take up) and the other most common form they take afterwards. Second, the second forms lend a look into fight, flight, or freeze, as well as possible character development. Third, I'll be using earth animals since we aren't aware of any astrobiological entities at the moment. This post will be tge first of two for the main crew + Carmilla and Scuzz. If you all are interested I'll also do one for the album characters as well.

Jonny and Maisey

Maisey originally settled as a black backed jackal. Small, agile, territorial. Perfect for the harsh world of New Texas. They were each others only confidant on that damned rock. She's very protective of her Jonny and that got them into trouble more often than not.

The incident that led to Jonny's mechanization also severed the two of them. You can imagine the shock and heartbreak of finding out not only was your heart replaced but your soul has been completely and irreparably changed because of it. Because of that Maisey stays incredibly close to Jonny at all times unless absolutely necessary. Her secondary for after the jackal is a spotted hyena, a stronger hunter with enough bite force to shatter a human femur, as well as a community seeking creature.

Nastya and Kassian

Kassian settled as a silver fox, sharp, quick witted, and elegant, perfectly befitting for a princess, but everything changed when the revolutionaries attacked. After the mechanization he started taking the form of a black mouse when threatened, easy to hide in her coat pockets and escape to the vents. He's the one who actively seeks out the companionship of the others and if he's not on Nastyas heels he can be found curled up with one of the other daemons.

Ashes and Ember

Ah yes, the non-binary arsonist has a naming theme and they're sticking to it. They settled as a maned wolf right before Mickey found them. Independent, slow to trust, and pragmatic. Where Ember is the bark, Ashes follows with the bite. Even after being unsettled Ember didn’t start taking a secondary form until a few decades of living on the Aurora. They slowly get more comfortable being a cross fox.

Ivy and Rowan

Ivy is unsure what Rowan had settled as before the fire, but she does know that he is very comfortable switching between a great horned owl and lop eared rabbit. One for work and the other for comfort. As we know Ivy's mechanism doesn't allow her to retain emotional connections to her memories, that's where Rowan comes in. He holds emotional ties, but can't recall an exact date or detail to save their lives.

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sserpente · 7 years

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A/N: Ceraunophile—a person who likes lightning and thunder. Guilty. Anyone else?

19th October: Thunderstorm. 🌩 | feat. Captain James Conrad

Words: 1353 Warnings: smut

His invitation had reached you out of the blue, one hour after your weekly training sessions. It was a handwritten note—with a beautiful handwriting at that—James Conrad was asking you out. You! The shy little mouse who never dared to speak up during training. You wondered what it was what intrigued him so much about you but that was a question you could ask him during your date.

You had to accept his invitation. You were curious, delighted, flattered and most of all—crushing on him ever since your first training session. His note was like a dream come true. So you sent him a message, confirming that it was okay if he picked you up at eight am.

It was a rather rainy night. Dark clouds were covering the stars and hiding the moon, drowning the streets in utter darkness.

Your village was small, there were hardly any street lanterns illuminating the alley when a black car disturbed the nightly silence with its engine roaring.

James parked directly in front of your house. When he got out of the car, you already opened the door to let him in. You had decided to wear a dark red dress, complimenting your eyes. He had told you that you would be going to some fancy restaurant, so you wanted to be on fleek.

“You look gorgeous,” he offered with a sly smile, kissing your cheek when he entered.

“Thank you. Shall we, uh, get going?”

“Yes. I have booked at table at Maisey’s. You will love it, they have the best pasta.”

You were officially on cloud 9. James was wonderful, a true Gentleman. Not once did he mention his work or your training but instead asked you about your life and your hobbies. With every second that you were eating the indeed best pasta you had ever had and drinking delicious red wine, you fell for him a little more.

“What about your family? Are you getting along?”

“Yes, of course. My mother used to be a writer before she retired and my father was in the army as well. He was the one who got me interested in combat fighting. I… I am glad he did. That way I could meet you.” You admitted coyly, smiling at him before taking another sip of your wine.

James smirked. His blue eyes locked with yours, sending pleasant shivers up and down your spine. The thought of what his lips would feel like on yours or… pressed against your sex was antagonising and when his knee brushed against yours, you clenched, your clit starting to throb in joyful anticipation.

“I am glad I have met you too, (Y/N).” His voice was dark and smooth, holding a promise you hoped to interpret correctly.

Only when suddenly, a loud thunder shook the restaurant, making the lights flicker, you flinched, distracted.

“Perhaps we should head home. I mean, I will drive you home. It’s not safe driving in this weather.”

And once he had brought you home, would he kiss you on your doorstep? Would you invite him in for a “coffee”? Biting your lower lip that you had painted red, you nodded.

“I agree. The bill, I—”

“Oh no, don’t you dare. I’ll pay.”

He allowed no contradiction when he called for the waiter and handed him a few bills, then helped you into your coat. The former SAS soldier even offered you his arm when you walked back outside in your murderously high heels.

It had started to rain. Thick drops were crashing down on Earth, wetting the streets and the grass. Another lightning struck across the sky, followed by an earth-shaking thunder.

James was right beside you. Slowly, so you wouldn’t slip on the wet asphalt, he guided you over to his car. Unfortunately, the two of you hadn’t brought an umbrella but since the parking lot was right opposite the restaurant, you’d had nothing to worry about.

That was until he suddenly shoved you against the car, devouring your lips with his. You almost screamed in surprise when his hot tongue invaded your mouth, challenging yours to battle him relentlessly. Rain was pouring down on your skin, wetting your dress and your hair but you didn’t care. All you felt were his god-like lips that caressed yours in a tender and at the same time demanding manner.

“Maybe we should… continue this… in the car…” You managed to breathe out in between his hot and passionate kisses. Standing in the rain like this together, you would catch a cold or worse but the chance of having sex with this man made up for it.

James only nodded hastily before unlocking the car and shoving you onto the backseat. He barely managed to close it before his mouth was on yours again, his strong body pushing against you, pressing you into the seat.

Greedily, his hands disappeared under your dress to pull it up, revealing black lingerie to him. A growl escaped his lips. You had hoped to elicit this reaction from him. Smirking slightly, you pulled his face down by the hair to kiss him again.

Within a matter of seconds, he had freed his throbbing member from his black pants, the tip, slick with moist precum, rubbing against the thin fabric of your soaked panties as he kissed along your jawline and then attacked your neck with hot kisses and gentle love bites.

Moans of pure bliss escaped your lips. Eagerly, you brushed aside your panties. You were dripping for him. Warm and inviting, your cunt was glistening with your arousal, his tip pressing against you. He rubbed it up and down your clit purposefully, gaining even louder moans from you before finally, he sheathed himself inside you.

Pushing all the way in, your tight walls embraced him by clenching around him, wanting more of his length.

“Fuck…” You whispered hoarsely, locking eyes with him when he pulled out almost completely only to thrust back inside again. Soon, he was fucking you so roughly he knocked all air out of your body. The car was rocking with your movements, filled with your pleasure, the sound and the smell of sex.

James looked you directly in the eye, tugging a streak of your hair behind your ear. He was silently asking you for your consent, begging you to allow him to pump into you even harder.

You nodded, your gaze drifting to where your bodies united. The sight of it almost sent you flying over the edge and you could tell he was close too. It took him a few more strokes before he tensed up, his thick member pulsating and throbbing inside you before you felt rope after rope of his cum filling your pussy.

Panting, he pulled out of you, his dick softening again as he rested his forehead against yours. He wasn’t even near done with you yet though. James grabbed your hips in a possessive manner, his soft fingers surely leaving marks when he lifted you up to his face and buried his mouth between your legs. His tongue was flicking over your sensitive nub again and again, his teeth nibbling tenderly on your flesh. He wasn’t just eating you out, he was feasting on you all the while some of his sticky load dribbled out of you.

Your pleasured sounds of approval encouraged him. Hungrily, he sucked your clit into his mouth, tickling it with his tongue until you saw stars, screaming his name in ecstasy and bucking your hips up to meet his eager mouth until you came undone for him, your orgasm rippling through you like electric shocks. Shaking, you dug your fingernails into his back to ride it out, closing your eyes to calm down again.

It took you both a couple of minutes to regain your composure.

“T-to my place? You can stay the night,” you suggested out of breath, stealing another kiss.

James nodded.

“But maybe we should just call a taxi. I don’t think I’m in the condition to drive right now.”

He chuckled when you giggled against his chest.

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