#greycoasters
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
ao3feed-arcane · 6 months ago
Text
Apologies
by greycoast Vi’s found a way to shake off her past. Gnawed and scratched until black and blue. Yet, like a persistent bug, it still finds a way to sink its teeth. Or. Author is a big fan of crash out Vi. Words: 927, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Vi (League of Legends), Jinx (League of Legends) Relationships: Jinx & Vi (League of Legends) Additional Tags: Jinx Goes by Powder (League of Legends), well sort of, Vi Needs a Break (League of Legends), Short One Shot, Late Night Writing, Hallucinations read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/9BU2Efi
0 notes
gayromancelovers · 3 years ago
Text
Finding His Pack: A Shifter Mpreg Romance ( Greycoast  Pack  Bk 1)  by Jena Wade, Lorelei M. Hart      
Title: Finding His Pack: A Shifter Mpreg Romance ( Greycoast  Pack  Bk 1)                                          Word Count: 205pgsGenre: Paranormal Gay Romance Blurb:The thing about Fate is…she doesn’t care about rules.Recent college graduate, Cord Smith expected to graduate, find a six figure salary, and move to the city. Instead he discovers his degree might look pretty on the wall, but it…
View On WordPress
2 notes · View notes
i-larp-491 · 8 years ago
Text
Redemption/Reborn
Loud music blares over the speakers, "Obay your master, MASTER..Master of puppets I'm pulling your stings...." The speakers scream. Slade nods along and taps his foot, humming with the lyrics and air drumming every now and then. He was tinkering on the mech soon to be known as R3MMY. "Aw dude you're going to look so badass." *Energy levels 50%* a robotic voice shouted out from Slade. "Ah I got another 40% before I really need to charge." He says with a chuckle, the shop going quiet as the music flips to the next song. "Man it'd be great to see these musicians live. Ah, if only I was before the war...and human, I don't suppose our kind existed durring that period. Sure maybe prototypes, but nothing like us." He looks up at the mech..then over to the memory chip still linked to the computer. "Although, from what I've heard you're from that time...aren't you. Ha! Yes of course you were, look at that semi outdated chip. Since then we've come a long way." He sighs, realizing he's talking to nobody but a mech with no life. He finishes the final touches on the custom parts. Giving each one a custom model number, then walking over to the computer he sits down. "Alright big guy...almost done." He exhales heavily, *Energy levels 20%* "Yeah and I'm feeling it..." He says as he safely removes the chip, walking it over to the mech. Slade approached the back of the mech and opening a port behind the head. As he slid the chip in he tells the mech, "R3MMY, I give you life. May the spark guid you, you'll have to wait and boot up then charge first but...figured I say that now" he says with a chuckle closing the port up. He walks over to the computer to sit down, but crashes before he can start to charge.
**Two hours later**
Slade jolts to life as his spare energy kicks in, "Huh..what?! S#!$ I need to charge...thank the spark I have a backup." He turns around to find no mech behind him. "Oh no..where'd he go." He looks around the room, seeing no dark shadows. "I-i-i don't remember installing a cloaking device." He says nervously, trying to hook up to the station. Out of nowhere Slade is tackled by an unknown entity. Metal clanks together as they both hit each other. Slade is then pinned to the ground and is being held by the throat.
"WHERE AM I AND WHO ARE YOU!" The mech screams in a deep tone
"You're in a shop, near the outskirts of Greycoast or Greyport depending on who you ask. Its miles from the town you called home, Greyfell. As far as my name, it's S.L.4.D.3. or Slade as everyone calls me." He says in a calm tone.
"Tell me Slade, how the hell am I alive. I bit the bullet...I don't know how long ago it was, BUT I KNOW I DIED!" He begins to scream with rage.
Slade sighs, knowing this would happen. "You had a memory chip implant that was salvaged from your corpse. We, rather, I built a body for you and we implanted the chip into the mech body you're in now. So you're now a biomech. With that being said, would you like to be put back to rest? I'm sorry about all this, it was Soren's idea. He just wanted his friend back and figured this would work." He says as R3MMY's grip loosens.
"As much as I'd like to say, 'yes, I left for a reason. Now put me back down.' I'm not going to. I've been given another chance on life and I won't be wasting it." He sighs, "Though I don't think my friends will be able to accept me again..and I'm sure I'm back on some hit lists again." He smiles, "Though I'll let them come after me..I'm back and I'm coming back in full swing. Just gotta remeber to keep myself in check." R3MMY gets up and looks down at Slade. "Just means no ruthless killing, torture, or innocent murder. That'd make me a monster..something I would like to stay away from." He reaches down to pick Slade up. "Sorry about that..thought I was in a hostile situation." He says with a chuckle.
Slade accepts the extended hand and pulls himself up. "Its quite alright, I would've done the same...given the situation."
Music continued to play in the background, the room quiet other than that...shortly after R3MMY walked over and took a seat. Slade watched him do as much, after he figured R3MMY was situated he walked over to grab a gun off the wall. "So I know you've only been alive for a few minutes now..but how would you like to start doing some work. Taking down bad guys, that sort of thing."
He looks at Slade, then the rifle, then back to Slade. "As long as I get to use that Merc Forge Armory rifle you've got there."
Slade chuckles, "Pick from my selection..I have many." He turns and displays the gun wall.
R3MMY stands in awe while stares at the wall. "You've got quite the armory.." He says, drifting over to a 50 cal rifle simular to the one he had.
Slade clears his throat, "Actually I'm the gunsmith...I run the business, I OWN the business." He says pointing to himself
R3MMY stares at Slade, "I've bought a lot from your armory..they're just perfect for my style. Also to answer your question..yes I'm ready to get back to work. Let me work on my aim and we can do some work." He says grabbing some ammo. "So what are we going to be doing.."
Without skipping a beat Slade loads a bullet into the chamber with a loud click. "Freeing slaves."
"I'm in."
1 note · View note
thepinqueen · 9 years ago
Photo
Tumblr media
Motif. Dark grey coasters. _Shop Link in Bio_ #texturearts #wovencoasters #greycoasters #etsycoasters #etsygreekstreetteam #etsygifts
1 note · View note