The Architect / Anyone
anonymous
March 30 2010, 05:00:25 UTC
Architect / Anyone.
PC, NPC, OC, fellow darkspawn, whatever; no gender preference - s'all good. Myep. Preferably focusing in on the character's clinical nature and apparent tendency to experiment on folk. Bonus points for medical bondage and/or the inclusion of musing scientific(ish) notes. Multipart = awesome.
Re: The Architect / Anyone
anonymous
March 19 2011, 00:55:46 UTC
There's nooo architect/F!warden. There's really no Architect period. x.x Needs to be fixed. However, whoever, when and wherever. I care not. Just need some of the Architect. :D
Re: The Architect / Anyone
anonymous
March 19 2011, 11:38:38 UTC
This anon is very, very, very tempted to take a look into the thoughts of the Architect, but it might take some time. Anon still needs to write two one-shots for a different fandom - they'll try filling this some time soon, anyway.
Beyond the Pale [1/3]
anonymous
July 2 2012, 03:09:45 UTC
Original prospective A!A who needed to re-play Awakenings, here. It's only been, uh, two years and some months. But hey. *shuffles feet* I bring porn? I'm the kind of slow that re-defines slowness, clearly.
Anyway, have a fill. This is part of the Silver and Scarlet series, as seen on the old sockpuppet, tannufilling.
Noteworthy kinks/contents: Bondage, but just of the strapping-to-table medical variety. Most of the kink in this one comes from the taboo of who all's involved. *thumbs up*
The world came back in a smear of distorted color. A person in a cage, the ceiling...
The strange emissary he'd seen moments before being knocked out, standing over him, so close that Tannusen could all but taste the darkspawn taint flowing through its veins
( ... )
Beyond the Pale [2/3]
anonymous
July 2 2012, 03:11:22 UTC
She nodded silently to him, or more specifically to the erection straining at his breeches.
"A different fluid?" the creature seemed to be having a one-sided conversation with the dwarf, and it sounded... contemplative. "Would it, too, carry what is needed?"
A shrug of the dwarf's armored shoulders. Tannusen's eyes were focusing better by the moment, and he took in the dark blotches of the taint on her skin, and the silvery-gray of her eyes. A ghoul, and she wasn't standing at that distinctively odd angle he associated with ghouls, or doing anything particularly insane.
"And how would I best... extract this fluid? Not by knife or needle?"
Tannusen shuddered. There was a part of his mind hard-wired to enjoy that mental image, the same part that had as a thrall years ago begged to have it cut off, burned, branded, locked away... but the rest of his mind knew that was a very bad impulse. The Warden struggled against his dark urge for self-destruction for a moment. "I would... prefer not," he managed to gasp out
( ... )
Beyond the Pale [3/3]
anonymous
July 2 2012, 03:12:03 UTC
The darkspawn shared a long glance with his ghoul companion, and then bent, slowly as though the action might snap his thin form, pale lips parting. Tannusen had a brief flash of memory that darkspawn ate people, but it only made his cock pulse even harder in the creature's paused grip as its too-cool breath ghosted over his tip.
"M-Maker," Tannu moaned softly, straining so hard against the straps holding him down that the aged leather creaked, throwing his head back against the slab under him at the feeling of a cool, faintly-damp tongue swiping once across his slit.
The creature immediately straightened, not moving its hand from around him. "Are you certain... this is not causing you harm?"
"It's not, it's not," Tannusen babbled helplessly, "please-- do something, move your hand more, touch me, anything, please--"
"Touch you?" the darkspawn mused aloud, "Where?"
"Anywhere," the mage gasped out, "everywhere, please
( ... )
Re: Beyond the Pale [3/3]
anonymous
July 7 2012, 13:05:59 UTC
I like how *cough* delicately this pairing is handled; that it's not some cracktastic "OMG the Architect, he so sexy!" thing, or a brutal rape-by-Darkspawn, but is just Tannusen finding all his kink buttons pushed by the situation and talking his way through to a satisfactory outcome. I liked the touch that the Architect didn't even particularly understand what was going on.
PC, NPC, OC, fellow darkspawn, whatever; no gender preference - s'all good. Myep. Preferably focusing in on the character's clinical nature and apparent tendency to experiment on folk. Bonus points for medical bondage and/or the inclusion of musing scientific(ish) notes. Multipart = awesome.
But, really, it's all up to you, Anon.
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Could be a long wait, but I see it already has been. At least an anon is interested?
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There's really no Architect period. x.x
Needs to be fixed. However, whoever, when and wherever.
I care not.
Just need some of the Architect. :D
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Anyway, have a fill. This is part of the Silver and Scarlet series, as seen on the old sockpuppet, tannufilling.
Noteworthy kinks/contents: Bondage, but just of the strapping-to-table medical variety. Most of the kink in this one comes from the taboo of who all's involved. *thumbs up*
The world came back in a smear of distorted color. A person in a cage, the ceiling...
The strange emissary he'd seen moments before being knocked out, standing over him, so close that Tannusen could all but taste the darkspawn taint flowing through its veins ( ... )
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"A different fluid?" the creature seemed to be having a one-sided conversation with the dwarf, and it sounded... contemplative. "Would it, too, carry what is needed?"
A shrug of the dwarf's armored shoulders. Tannusen's eyes were focusing better by the moment, and he took in the dark blotches of the taint on her skin, and the silvery-gray of her eyes. A ghoul, and she wasn't standing at that distinctively odd angle he associated with ghouls, or doing anything particularly insane.
"And how would I best... extract this fluid? Not by knife or needle?"
Tannusen shuddered. There was a part of his mind hard-wired to enjoy that mental image, the same part that had as a thrall years ago begged to have it cut off, burned, branded, locked away... but the rest of his mind knew that was a very bad impulse. The Warden struggled against his dark urge for self-destruction for a moment. "I would... prefer not," he managed to gasp out ( ... )
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"M-Maker," Tannu moaned softly, straining so hard against the straps holding him down that the aged leather creaked, throwing his head back against the slab under him at the feeling of a cool, faintly-damp tongue swiping once across his slit.
The creature immediately straightened, not moving its hand from around him. "Are you certain... this is not causing you harm?"
"It's not, it's not," Tannusen babbled helplessly, "please-- do something, move your hand more, touch me, anything, please--"
"Touch you?" the darkspawn mused aloud, "Where?"
"Anywhere," the mage gasped out, "everywhere, please ( ... )
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I don't think it's going to have done his sanity any favors, but that's Tannu for you.
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