#~Vulpes (host)

[vulptalia]

Another hot topic by a different Anon!!!

You shouldn't attack people over a character they like because of recent events. They can't control the government and so can't you, especially if all they're doing is making fanart, fanfiction, headcanons, etc etc of said character

^^^ I think it should go without saying that Hetalia fans should be cognizant of the fact that they are dealing with slightly controversial topics when participating in personification of IRL nations. All in all meaning that Hetalia fans should understand, better than most, that fiction ≠ reality.

[kittykatkatelol]

we managed to make 8 patches + start 2 others (and one failed one 🥲) while watching Hamilton

probably going to have to watch Hamilton again a different time since we only listened mainly and didn't watch because ART

heres the finished ones :3

top, left to right- Goodneighbor, Warning Radioactive, Acadia "Synth kind welcomes you as long as you welcome us"

middle, left to right- Valentine Detective Agency, War Never Changes

bottom, left to right- Followers of the Apocalypse emblem, Nuka Cola bottlecap, Railroad Lantern / emblem, Mentats

[obnoxiousarcade]

what should i add to my website

[the-lonelybarricade]

LB my dear dear! I have devoured all yours and MB's ao3 works till date ❤️🤌 and I am feeling pathetically ravenous for more 🫠. Although my question is- since I have seen people asking you for suggestions as to which blog and which writer to look to for more feysand/elucien content I would like to request the same only and only if you are comfortable and have the time for this pressing request. And thank you even if you couldn't for some reason im only scared since you are busy and wouldnt want to burden you with such an exigent task. . I'm sorry to bother you That would be it 🥺 👉👈

You want blog suggestions for Elucien/Feysand authors? And you think you're bothering me??? Anon, this happens to be my exact area of exertise and there is nothing love more than hyping up my friends!

To kick us off my lovely friend @velidewrites is an extraordinarily talented writer and artist, and also just an all-around ray of sunshine whose blog I cannot recommend enough.

There's also @writtenonreceipts who's every work is literal potery. Pick any of her stroies and you will come undone.

@belabellissima has a beautiful Feysand/Elucien series called the State of Grace and is also one of my favorite people 🥺💝

@azrielshadowssing also regularly feeds us with delciioiusly sinful Feysand and Elucien stories 🥰 hehehe definitely read the tags though!

Among a host of other incredible fics, @damedechance has an onlyfans series that will make you feral - Playgirl (Elucien) and darling.exe (Feysand) 👀👀 Come back to me once you finish losing your mind

@xtaketwox and @itsthedoodle come as Feysand/Elucien pair hehe. @xtaketwox has treated us to lots of goodies, but I wanted to highlight her modern soulmate AU which has a dedicated work for Feysand, Elucien, and Nessian! @itsthedoodle has written so many beautiful feysand oneshots and is the sweetest, most unhinged person you'll ever have the pleasure of knowing.

@asnowfern is so talented and writes for a lot of different pairings, including Feysand and Elucien! Right now she's working on a stunning Feysand AU inspired by a chinese legend called Till Forever Falls Apart

if you're a fan of next-gen, @areyoudreaminof has lots of adorable fics and headcanons centering around Elucien and Feysand as parents!

@witch-and-her-witcher again writes for many couples, including Feysand and Elucien! She recently wrote a Feysand and Nyx oneshot, The Little Tiger, that completely fractured my heart and put it back together.

@thegloweringcastle is another extremely talented writer who has a wealth of feysand and elucien fics! One I really love is the The Law of the Land which is a Feysand western AU with background Elucien 🤠

@darling-archeron has been in this fandom since 2016 and in that time has blessed us with so much wonderful Feysand and Elucien content!! (One day you really need to sit us all down and tell us the fandom lore we all missed out on from the acomaf/acowar releases 👀)

@iambutmortal has a lot of delicious Feysand and Elucien stories! For Elucienweek last year she wrote a really addicting story called The Honeymooners

@labellefleur-sauvage has written so many incredible Elucien fics! As well as a very delicious monster!Feyre fic called Meet Me In the Woods hehehe 👀

@foundress0fnothing always blows me away with her writing. For Elucienweek last year she wrote an Elucien sex cult fic titled Both Forever and Rather Die that lives in my head rent free.

@howlingcaptaincommando is working on a really amazing pirate AU, Never Shall I Die, centering around Elucien, Nessian, and Feysand!

@vulpes-fennec has so many lovely stories, including her Prythian Fantasia WIP which centers on the Archeron sisters and their mates 😍

@popjunkie42 has yet to dip her toes into writing Elucien but maybe one day we can convince her 👀👀 That said she has so many amazing Feysand works such as Hate Me Instead and her current WIP Blossoming In Winter.

Likewise my dearest friend @wilde-knight has only written Elucien and Nessian, but I can't recommend her works and blog enough!! She's working on an amazing Princess Bride AU called Burnished Gold

@captain-of-the-gwynriel-ship is a die-hard Feysand, Elucien, Gwynriel, and Nessian! Currently they're working on a Feysand fic Five Minutes to Midnight which also features background Elucien!

@octobers-veryown creates so many wonderful moodboards for variuos ships and characters! I cannot recommend following them enough💕

And finally @rosanna-writer, @reverie-tales, @thesistersarcheron, and @starfall-spirit are my multishipping queens 🥰 On their blogs you'll find wonderful content for Feysand, Elriel, Elucien, and other ships as well!

[sirianasims]

A few days later I made my way to GeekCon, feeling excited.

For one weekend every summer, the famous Casbah Gallery was completely transformed and filled with cosplayers, merch stalls, and a plethora of geeks.

I had never been able to attend in person, Copperdale was too far away, and the online pass just wasn’t the same.

The gallery shop, normally selling tickets and art prints, was now filled with comics and collectibles, snacks and toys. It was honestly a little overwhelming.

I decided to start from the beginning and looked at the MySims display. I had quite a few already, but I really wanted Violet. She was a little expensive though.

I went through my budget in my head and decided that she would be my reward when I hit 50,000 subscribers. Then I moved on to the Voidcritters.

Everyone knew Voidcritters, but it always felt a bit too much like a children’s game for me. Still, I did occasionally stream myself playing video games, and it might be nice to throw in something more casual – although few Voidcritter fans had anything resembling a casual relationship with the game.

Either way, it could get me some new viewers.

My train of thought was derailed by a guy next to me clearing his throat.

“Hi… uh, are you Jules? From DesignedByJules?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“I knew I recognised you! Sorry, I’m Marten, I’ve followed you for years -“

He stopped abruptly.

“OK, it sounds super creepy when I say it like that, but I do follow your channel. Do you play Voidcritters? I’ve never seen it on your streams.”

“I’m considering it.”

His eyes lit up.

“Who are you gonna main? Please don’t say Vulpes, newbies always pick Vulpes just because it’s one of the main characters.”

“Actually, I…”

“You should go for the Earth types, everyone thinks Void is special but Earth is actually stronger if you know what you’re doing.”

“Actually, I was considering Wind. I kinda like Meduso.”

Marten wrinkled his nose.

“Wind is kinda finicky though. If you’re starting with a Common critter, you should try Nymphaea.”

He gestured to one of the decals on the wall.

“If Nymphaeas are in danger, they produce these fungal spores that invade animal hosts so they can propagate the species in a safer environment. In episode 19 there was a bunch of Nymphaea that took over a flower shop and started reproducing like crazy and Leif had to free his friends from their hypnotising pollen and relocate them to a remote nature preserve – the Nymphaea, that is, not his friends.”

“I see.”

I started moving through the shop and Marten followed, still talking at breakneck speeds as if determined to impress me. It was actually a little adorable.

“And you know how Vulpes is based on a fox and Suintor is a pig and such? Some of the fans actually believe that Nymphaeas are based on a real thing.”

“Except water lilies usually don’t have hypnotising pollen.”

“No, but what if something did? I saw this discussion on one of the fan forums once where someone claimed to have heard that there was a rare flower on Sixam that did something like that.”

“It sounds a little farfetched to me. I mean, most super powers are just made up, right?”

He shrugged. “Maybe. I guess we’ll never know where they got the idea from, none of the original creators of the show are still alive and there has been no communication with Sixam for decades. Maybe Sixam was never even real. They could have faked it all.”

I thought of the old pictures of a little blue boy in grandpa Eric’s house.

“No, Sixam is definitely real. My great-grandma went there.”

Marten didn’t seem convinced but dropped the subject. 

beginning / previous / next

[mister-viktor]

— all likes and followings come from @vulpes-ventricle

『 welcome to the lab, dear 』 

hello! welcome to the lab, kiddo. feel free to stick around for a bit, maybe help me with some experiments and research?

i’m mister victor, you can call me whatever you like, as long as it’s masculine and/or neutral. i’m an alter in the luck-ystarz collective. my role is primarily caregiving, but i’m also a host. i enjoy reading, research, and other boring scientist things.

i’m always available to babysit, and i am the proud dada of @sunkissedpup. my messages, and my ask box, are always open, all hours of the day. however, as i am part of a system, it is not a guarantee that i’ll answer immediately. i will do my best to.

this is a SAFE SPACE for everyone, and a completely sfw account. if you make me or anyone else uncomfortable in my space, you will be blocked. it’s quite simple.

tags : #🧪//tinkerings >>> my posts #🧪//mailbox >>> inbox #🧪//bookshelf >>> concepts #🧪//the laboratory >>> unused #🧪//unused >>> unused

[nems-corner]

Nem - 26 - plural idiots who like pokemon

Two co-hosts mainly run the pokemon blogs -- Whimsy / Vulpes ( they / it / vulp / any) and Stella (she / they) We run @askadelcatty, @ask--neon, and @asklotusandmarshmallow!

This blog is mainly for reblogging ooc posts, updates, and otherwise, as well as being a blog that we can send asks from.

credit of the art of stella's sona goes to @slowgo123 !

[a-beneficial-union]

Figuring out the defaulted colours indicative of the Omnitrix's modes. With some variation based around network coding, these are the accepted norm which is downloaded onto Omnis when they join the System.

The influence of these modes on how the individual (or local culture) relates to colour differs on a few details, namely relation to the Plumbers, history with Eon (or the E.A.), and history with one's own Omnitrix. ][Blight and most of the first branch veered away from purples after Eon's fall in an attempted rebrand, but the ninth branch (and its much more fragmented ][networks) tend to use the colour in rebellion, given that the latter were whom the E.A. targeted and the former was generally who was helping with the targeting.

Most seven branch groups, particularly ][Borrowed Time, focus more on browns and woodsy colours, which the Omnitrix doesn’t include. It is their norm to cover the dial when in public spaces, meaning the colours have more medical or technical meaning than psychosocial. Fifth is somewhat similar in that their norm is to outright remove the outer casings of the Omnitrix when in ][dimension hopper public spaces. Both fifth and seventh are heavily judged for these, with fifth viewed as foolhardy or brazen and seventh as cowardly or insecure. Ninth keeps their outer casings enclosed in armor-like dressings, especially those designed as gauntlets or arm guards; they are seen as militaristic and paranoid. First generally keeps theirs on proud display, though it is quite rude to stare. (First has the most influence of these modes on colour interpretations).

(Recovery and drone/auto mode are iffy in their receptions. In first they're widely accepted; in ninth the latter is seen as horrendous and the former is seen as terrifyingly vulnerable. They are both altered states induced by the Omnitrix. Recovery mode is functionally sedation (with the degree being decided via algorithm) which is used to repair the host's body after reaching some threshold of injury or illness, also decided by algorithm. Drone mode, later renamed ‘auto’ mode after the emergence of Vulp transfers, is the override of personality and emotionality for unconditional obedience. This was incredibly popularized during Eon and 10K's time, to the point that it was commonplace for -ens to be in ][drone mode whenever on shift because it made time go faster and their job easier to go along with. Activation of ][drone mode was controlled by those of supercession; those with authority or rank relative to the ][drone.)

Summary: Green good; purple is punk.

The influence of L.E. perception (as visual input) depends on three main factors: development of Anodite traits, systemic acceptance/rejection of demihumanism, and incorporation of L.E. practices in everyday life. Usage of these colours is mostly seem in the even branches and third (which is an outlier in every regard). Whereas magenta and general pinks are discouraged when influenced by Omni mode colourations, L.E. colourations highly favours these hues.

I really need to figure out the industry standard for colour theory for this lot.

[kittykatkatelol]

you kin… a bad person… :(

(Valentino)

I'm nearly only bad people lol

im vulpes inculta, a literal terrorist for the Legion who has a list of war crimes and is only of the very few very evil karma characters, who has murdered, is a slaver, commits arson, and rape

i am dixie, a raider for the disciples who are known to kill just for fun, who live in carnage and torture - I eat people, torturing them to an early grave for fun

i am micah bell, the rat of the Van Der Linde gang, I betrayed my friends and my lover by giving information to the enemy

I am maxwell roth, I would do anything for entertainment, including mass murder and arson

i am barty crouch jr, a terrorist, I am known for my insanity and mass murder and torture all for the dark lord

i am vladimir makarov, a war terrorist who trades blood for money, I nuked towns, had millions of innocents killed, killed my closest friend/lover, all for my cause

and yes, I am valentino, a rapist and abuser.

I do not care. I don't know what you were trying to say to me, but I am aware and I literally do not care. Yes i was bad, I stated this millions of times how I do not condone my prior actions, nor would I do them now, but that doesn't mean I am ashamed of them or let guilt haunt me. I do not care. I am proud of who I am.

[thejavamultiverse]

☆★ ┉ Introduction! ┉ ★☆

Hello! We Are The Java Multiverse Subsystem!

Most Of Us Are OCtrojects, We Are (Lore Wise) All Realm Travelers (Except Two Of Us), And Some Might Be A Little Confused About Systems, Please Be Patient.

The Main Blog Is @cassiopeacollective!

✦✶ ┉ The Alters! ┉ ✶✦

Some Of Us Never Fronted And We Have Very Bad Communication In Between Subsystem Members, But This Will Be Updated Through Time!

Lucius, He/Him They/Them, Host And Body Caretaker, Sign Off Is -Lucius

Ying, They/Them Bird/Birds Chirp/Chirps, Role Unknown, Insys Sibling Of Yang, Sign Off Is -⚪

Yang, He/Him They/Them Dark/Darkness, Role Unknown, Insys Brother Of Ying, Sign Off Is -⚫

Java, She/Her, Role Unknown, Sign Off Is -🦊👑

Harmy, She/They, Role Unknown, Sign Off Is -🦊🌸

Chaos, He/She/They, Little, Sign Off Is -❄️🦊

Ash, They/Them, Anger Holder, Sign Off Is -🦊😡

Lore Master, Xe/Xem Ze/Zir, Role Unknown, Sign Off Is -🦊🃏

Vulpes, She/They, Role Unknown, Sign Off Is -🦊🦊

Prefers To Stay Anon, He/It, Trauma Holder, Sign Off Is -🦊🔥

Juniper, He/They Preferably But She Is Fine, Role Unknown, Sign Off Is -🦊🧨

Lover, She/They/Luv/<3/Love, Love Holder, Sign Off Is -🦊❤️

☆★ ┉ Boundaries! ┉ ★☆

We Are Firmly Anti-Endo! Please Refrain From Interacting With Us If You Support Or Are A Non-Traumagenic System! We Do Not Want You To Engage With Us, And We Are Simply Asking For The Same In Return.

Pro Contact Paraphiles Please Do Not Interact.

Do Not Fake Claim Us! You Do Not Know Our Trauma And We Do Not Owe You Any Explanation!

Some Of Us, Like Me, Have Typing Quirks, And We Will Provide Translations If It Is Unreadable Or Hard To Read.

Anti-Furries, Anti-Therians, Anti-Neo/Xenos, Homophobes, Transphobes, Aphobes, Racists, Body Shammers And Others, Please Do Not Interact.

☆★ ┉ One Last Thing! ┉ ★☆

We Use A Lot Of Sysboxes!

All Of The Four On Top Of This Text Are Made By @sysgraphics

This One Is Made By @userboxezz

This Last One Is Made By @sysboxes

-Lucius

[carrotdetective]

i’ve been talking about DD’s lore to a friend, so i thought i could share a portion of it here:

The Scarlet Bandits and Cerulean Theives, under the orders of Giulia, divided the Primus Empire into two regions: Rache and Venari. The SBs lurk in the Rache region, and CTs in the Venari region. Prior to Giulia’s uprising, the empire did not have separate regions, rather the kingdoms are connected to one political body known as the Primus Council. But when Giulia kidnapped and mind-controlled both them and Brace Investigations, she made them the ruling forces of each kingdom. Specifically, she tasked the BI to derail law enforcement agencies from investigating the crime surge and stealing from Giulia’s rivals and their connections, while the Primus Councilors drained the empire’s economy to fund their boss’ master scheme for an international monopoly.

The following are the kingdoms and bosses (PC [castle bosses] and BI [fortress bosses]) associated with their respective regions:

Rache (west)

Henge: ruled by PC Hutten (Ichthyostega) and guarded by BI Justice (Yoshi), this kingdom is the birthplace of the empire’s laws and home to the Sharplock family. Henge is also the home to a prestigious university the Cutello siblings and Sharplock brothers attended.

Olympia: ruled by PC Alketas (Styracosaurus) and guarded by BI Cleisthenes (Stygimoloch), this kingdom hosts the annual Primus Olympics and the location of ancient cities that are now ruins to visit or research on.

Oma: ruled by PC Beaudean (Sarcosuchus) and guarded by BI Amelia (Obdurodon), it is a sewage kingdom whose citizens manage an underground city, and serve as shelter from the SBs and CTs. Most of the buildings are made from empty shipping containers, especially houses.

Loch: ruled by PC Lochlan (Titanoboa) and guarded by BI Niniane (Dinopithecus), this forested kingdom is haunted by paranormal activity and famous for alleged sightings of a lake monster that resembles a giant Birdo that spits water from its mouth...or nose, whatever this creature really is.

Gaufre: ruled by PC Els (Protemnodon) and guarded by BI Romhilda (Mongolarachne), this kingdom is a hotspot for confectionaries and supposedly contains ingredients needed to bake a recreation of Princess Peach’s cake.

Kazot: ruled by PC Marisha (Rhinorex) and guarded by BI Damien (Notobatrachus), this musical kingdom is home to the wealthiest family in the Primus Empire: the Harmonis. It used to welcome fast-paced music, but the death of a Harmoni member banned the genre and settled for slow-paced music.

Loco: ruled by PC Corrado (Quetzalcoatlus) and guarded by BI Erhardt (Vilevolodon), this kingdom serves as a base to the Primus Military and the heart of the empire’s industries. It is also Thunder’s home kingdom, where she lives with her uncle and PC after her parents were killed in a car accident that triggered Thunder’s amaxophobia. Loco also contains a plethora of jobs for STEM individuals.

Folla: ruled by PC Jolanda (Spinosaurus) and guarded by BI Razor, this kingdom serves as the base of the Scarlet Bandits and one of the two kingdoms that has intense crime activity. Folla is the home of the Cutello family.

Venari (east)

Alpi: ruled by PC Weiss (Libanorhinus) and guarded by BI Noah (Prolagus), it is a mountainous kingdom and popular tourist destination due to its magnificent garden displays filled with colorful and exotic flowers; many are replicas of those native to faraway kingdoms, such as the Flower Kingdom.

Baza: ruled by PC Duman (Leptictidium) and guarded by BI Buqat (Citipati), it is a kingdom filled with a lot of shopping districts, which Baza earned this nickname: “The Primus Mall.”

Viz: ruled by PC Jensey (Palaeoctopus) and guarded by BI Kati (Archelon), it is the cleanest kingdom in the empire and is popular for its hot springs. Viz’s main form of transportation are boats.

Pevnost: ruled by PC Vojtech (Megalania) and guarded by BI Sashmir (Vulpes qiuzhudingi), it is also a hotspot of paranormal activity but ghosts are mostly reported as opposed to Loch’s cryptid sightings. Pevnost has a lot of abandoned castles for avid ghost hunters to explore, and the kingdom is being debated on whether it truly introduced laws to the Primus Empire first before the Henge Kingdom. But some scholars argue that Pevnost serves as the building blocks for Henge.

Lumi: ruled by PC Soila (Dire Wolf) and guarded by BI Jean (Yijenplatycnemis), it is a festive kingdom popular for its amusement park named Lightland. Lumi is also the source for Primus’ entertainment, such as theater shows and animation studios.

Joyas: ruled by PC Fabriana (Megaloceros) and guarded by BI Merald (Therizinosaurus), it is the wealthiest kingdom in the empire due to its caves containing large amounts of gold, silver, and gemstones. However, expeditions to extract these priceless minerals resulted in accidents and deaths.

Molen: ruled by PC Rein (Haast’s Eagle) and guarded by BI Lisann (Eurotrochilus), it is a stupidly windy kingdom with a predictable weather forecast. Molen also serves as a secondary base for the Primus Military and a training area for their pilots.

Drac: ruled by PC Eligio (Baryonyx) and guarded by BI Ruby, this is one of the two kingdoms with intense crime activity. It is also the base of the Cerulean Thieves.

[the-hadal-zone-sys]

There's nothing quite like realizing you're your own person, huh? I thought I was the host for a while, or just a vague blurry identity, but now I know I'm someone else, someone real. I wonder how long I've existed...

Well, seems pretty cool that I'm here now! :)

-Morrigan/Vulpes 🥀

[readerimagines]

Prideful (2/?)

She woke up when the fine thread of the tent she resided in allowed the thin ripples of the pale sunlight to hit her shut eyelids, producing a low, airy mumble as she stretched lazily and yawned, filling her lungs with the clean air that the location of the Legion Camp provided.

The Legion camp.

That's when the realization of where she still was hit her like a train right on her face as she sat up in an instant, immediately going for her bag. Her makeup bag in particular. Once she opened it, dread washed over her as her eyes fell on the emptiness of the container. Maybe it wasn't as genial as she thought hiding her smaller weapons and bullets in such a frivulous place would be, but the idea of someone actually sneaking in the tent she was so foolishly snoozing in, basically welcoming anyone who tried to do anything to her after all the troubles she caused to the cause of her hosts, made her slap a hand on her forehead. Mentally, to prevent any noise to come from the action. The idea of going out and dealing with the consequences of her little stunt was still too unpleasant for her drowsy self.

As much as she hated to admit it, sleeping on a decent bedroll after such a long time felt heavenly, without even speaking of the soft animal fur blanket the Legion made sure to provide for her as they set up her tent.

With a sigh, she rolled out of the makeshift bed and shivered at the contact of her warm skin with the air coming in from the closed tent's entrance. Still, giving up an occasion to wash herself with clean, not irradiated water was inexcusable, so she absolutely savoured it when one of those poor women left a bucket of warm water and a cloth right inside the tent a couple of minutes before.

Finally scrubbing and taking off all the sweat and grime accumulated during her journey to the Fort, Six mentally prepared for the worst as the absence of weight in her improvised weapon case still lingered in her stomach, choking her breath more with each passing second. Every clang of the straps of her leather armor being secured on her body sounded deafening in the silence of her improvised abode in which her mind kept repeating scenario after scenario in which she needed to find a way out to prevent the wrath of Caesar to unleash on her a barrage of punishments for disobeying his orders and bringing weapons in the camp. Six wasn't one for fights, no matter how harsh and unforgiving the wastes were, she was still a person who woke up with no memory inside of a nameless grave not even a month prior. Acting though and mean wouldn't have brought her anywhere good considering her position in a camp full of men who in average would have been able to crush her in a matter of little to no effort, so acting, at least for now, would have been her best bet. Until she got her weapons back and a clearer image of the state, layout and inner workings of that place.

Another sight left her gritted teeth and she swallowed the knot in her throat, only then crawling out of the tent.

The first thing her eyes got immediately greeted by was a woman being slapped so hard she barely could keep herself up on her feet, eyes meeting with the Courier's in a silent plea for stillness. "Don't" she mouted to Six, who shivered hard. So distracted by the scene she tried so hard to ignore to prevent worsening the condition for the poor stranger, the obstacle in front of her felt completely invisible. Not so much when she bumped on it with a gasp.

“Ah, sorr- Ah… It's you. “ She apologized initially, partially from genuine habit of being polite, partially because that place was starting to feel suffocatingly oppressive. She was no hero, if anything all she wanted to do right in that moment was leaving as soon as possible and find a way to free the slaves. When her eyes met instead with Vulpes', all of her gentle disposition was instantly vaporized, a scoff leaving her when he responded to her peevish attitude with one of his shit-eating fake smiles.

“Apologies accepted, now, will you allow us to humor you with a meal? We have some fresh milk and roasted brahmin. Oh, and caramelized fruit too. “

“What did she do to deserve that?“ Her voice nearly reduced to a whisper, instantly regretting outing her concern regarding the slaves in the camp right to the Legion's ruler's right hand. She bit her cheek.

“Don’t avoid my questions, Courier. She, before you insist with your petulance, was a Nipton survivor who tried to flee the Fort.“

“You know that Romans had an ounce of respect towards slaves at their time, right? “

“At the time, they worked hard to deserve such benevolence. Because I can also say that there have been records of slave/owner relationships, but not only it was rare, the slaves themselves revealed themself useful, contrary to these pitiful whores who come from the worst the Mojave has to offer. Nothing special, just a waste of time, even if some of the men married a couple out of their looks. Frivolous, but keeps providing the Legion with future men. Now, will you please follow me? Caesar has a favor to discuss with you, we can skip the breakfast if you desire to keep up the petulance.“

“Do you really think all of that? Stop it with the formalities then, I am a woman too. “

“Whose under Caesar’s protection.“ He specified, then turned around to fully glare at her with a stare that didn't allow any more denials. “I’m repeating myself, will you please follow me, now, Courier?“

She gulped, but a little smirk curved her lips. “Or what? I'm your "favourite Courier", how would Caesar react if you damaged his precious little tool of New Vegas' and the Dam's conquest?“ Still, she started following, not really planning on finding out what that psycho had in mind in case she didn't intend to attend his "glorious" Caesar's call.

He smiled back, weirdly amused. “I thought Nipton was a pretty clear example of what I'm capable of. You, however, would probably prove to be more interesting than those depraved morons. You try so hard to have a dignity it's almost convincing. Such a blessing for your kind. But enough talking, Caesar awaits.“

One thing she had to give to him was his ability to get on her nerves so badly her hands itched with desire. One of ripping his teeth out and wipe off that fastidious grin from his pale face, the mere idea consoling enough to satiate her for as long as an occasion to make her desire come true came around. Still, the way he spoke to her in such a manner made her feel… small. Ridiculous, even. Such condescension dripping out of each syllable he spewed in his long and slow rants about the beauty and radiance of the Legion or his ideals and morals. Ironic, she wasn’t the one wearing a Roman skirt with sunglasses and a dead dog on her head, but maybe his calm and collected composure was what actually got through her and made him look more than he really was. She sped up, gnawing on her cheek as they walked through the second gate of the Fort.

“How old are you? You seem pretty young for your position.“ She asked in a question that genuinely wanted an answer to by the first time they met. He looked too young to be such a cruel and ruthless resource for the Legion. Not that she thought young people weren't capable of atrocities, but he almost looked experience in such matter. Too cold, too calculating and damn precise, despite the scale of his operations.

“Why do you care to know? I speak Caesar’s word to you, age isn’t something that should change the importance of what I tell you, now.“ “I'm curious. I don’t believe in age proportioned respect, don't care about whatever weird hierarchy you're running here, so I don’t mean to undermine the scale of your… let's call them achievements. “ “That’s not something you should say in here, someone could really try to pass through me just to slit your throat while you sleep. “ “They can try. A bullet in the head wasn’t enough to stop me.” He allowed a small chuckle to fall from his thin lips. “Fair enough, but that Benny didn’t look exactly like an ace. Or any bright, to be completely blunt.“ “You don’t look that terrifying either, with a dog's head and all, but you had the guts to put an entire town on their knees. What can I say, appearances can be deceiving.“ The way she spoke her mind so freely in that moment almost fooled herself and her barriers she always kept up in such a harsh environment like the Mojave, but his way with words and approach surely was an asset. Suddenly, it wasn't so hard to understand how easily the mayor of Nipton trusted that guy, at least on a first sight. It wasn't that hard to see through all of it either, but politicians weren't exactly renowned for their smarts or critical thinking, so she simply cleared her throat, trying to recollect herself. “Snake tongue that you have today. What about a piece of bread to fill that empty stomach of yours? Will the wits go away?“ He asked again with that condescending tone that started to almost appear as mirth.

Six decided there and then that she didn’t stand him, but in a weird way. His mannerisms didn't suggest any violent tendency towards her despite the absence of any gentleness and the fact that his politeness did sound like a well crafted act and her curiosity towards his disposition only grew in a twisted game of pushing buttons and seeing what it took to actually manifest a dangerous reaction out of him. Maybe he was just great at self control and Caesar gave him such important role because of his calm and cold nerves of steel that guided his every calculation. Maybe he was just an asshole and Caesar too preoccupied with his grandeur tendencies to accept anyone less self assured and collected to take Vulpes' place.

"Caesar awaits." She repeated with a smug smile, before finally entering the main tent of the camp.

Caesar was sitting on his throne, like always probably, and she crossed her arms, looking at him and at Vulpes that reached his place next to him, rigorous as always.

“Have you thought about that chip? Know that once you get out this camp, you will not get it back unless you do what I asked.“ The older man spoke so differently than the man standing at his side, or any of those fanatics around them, she wondered if they even were part of the same group. “I… I need more time to understand what it does. Mr. House too is still alive, operating like this would probably be a danger for the whole plan… Trying to get past his defenses without debilitating security would mean losing the chip once he retrieves it back once I go down there… “ “Courier, I'll be honest with you. Don't mistake my patience for naiveté and see that you find a way to blow up the content of that bunker soon. Trying to stall on what will bring civilization to the Mojave is the worst blight you could do at this time. While I believe you still need to find a solution, I highly doubt you're completely blind to the whole ordeal. I give you a week. I expect you to finish before that.“

All things considered, she knew he was right. The decision was more about what was less worse than what was the best for the Mojave at that point. The NCR was corrupt, each and every citizen dissatisfied and kept miserable by the condition imposed by the higher ups who just ate away all that the working class produced in order to continue the ongoing war and expansion, while Caesar's Legion… it did keep roads safer and inhabitants disciplined, but through fear and a life absolutely devoid of any other meaning that wasn't a single cause, for a single man, while slaughtering and stepping on everything he didn't stand for, no matter how good and useful. While the prospect of working to live in a tin can and paying enormous taxes with so much bureaucracy it was impossible to do anything or get any form of justice wasn't so appealing, the Legion's idea of future was so grim she didn't have it in her to condemn anyone to that life. “I'll come up with something then. I'll get it done, Caesar.“

“Good. Now go. This fucking headache… “ He muttered silently as he got up from his throne and left sluggishly towards his room.

The Courier made her way out of the tend replaying the whole exchange in her head when she realized no one mentioned her hidden weapons. Maybe she hid them too well and now she couldn’t find them? Call it wishful thinking, but another look wouldn't have hurt, at least to make sure nothing else was missing. Each step contained all of her willpower to not just sprint and retrieve all of her stuff, but letting relief over something she wasn't sure about take control of her was like setting herself up for disappointment. That she still felt once after emptying her bag on the bedroll under her and finding that the weapons were still missing.

“Are you looking for these?“ She didn't need to turn around and see whose voice was that to roll her eyes. Did he need to follow her like a shadow? Hardly containing her annoyance and discomfort in being caught red handed, she finally allowed her gaze to linger on his presence, before dropping on his hands with a nervous exale full of a mix of panic and rage at the recognition of her gun and knife. Joshua's .45 to be precise, because of course she brought such a recognizable piece of work in a camp full of men who wanted him dead. “Give them back.“ “Didn't the guard confiscate everything? That's not good. Caesar is pretty serious about this. Everyone is, except you. And the guard, apparently, but I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt and guess you possess hands fast enough to be able to evade our men's eyes.“ “How can I leave my weapons when all I see is a terrible treatment towards women and hear your men wanting to "try me out"? I don't think it's some unexpected event, me wanting to keep myself safe, now, is it?" Her voice wavered slightly, but she stood her ground. At that point, hiding the truth, was quite useless and probably counter productive. Plus. she hated lying. No matter how dangerous the situation, if they discovered any lie behind her word, at that moment, she would have been done for, together with her plan of saving the army she could have had for Vegas in the underground bunker of The Fort. “Guess you don’t trust me either? What a pity, and here I thought you were pretty comfortable chit chatting with me this morning.“ Vulpes laughed so slightly, his voice devoid of any finality or sincerity towards the words he himself pronounced and he threw her pistol on the mat with half box of bullets, keeping the rest and her dagger in his own sack before raising his chin, a serious expression on his sharp features scrutinizing her. “Use it with any unworthy reasoning and I will personally make sure you won’t leave this camp.“

Six looked at the pistol for any signs of tampering within or on the pistol, finding none. It was just there between her hands, perfectly fine. She looked up at him with very poorly concealed confusion before nodding and hiding her weapon in her beauty case, then back in her backpack. “I have to say, that placement would have fooled many. Although pretty predictable, I cannot deny it's slightly ingenuous, I'll give that to you, Courier. I hope tonight will serve your slumber well once you'll come back. Not that you seemed to have any problem, last one.“ With that subtle warning, he abandoned the tent, leaving behind a flustered courier that just smacked herself on the forhead for real now that she knew for sure he was the one behind all of that situation. And her stomach ache for the whole morning.

Now that she knew for sure he was keeping a close eye on her, sleeping wouldn't exactly come easily or sharing the same serenity the tiredness of the previous day bestowed upon her the night before. Although she still wondered, as she closed the tent, why did he leave her that pistol or why he didn't tell Caesar about it. All was promptly discarded as his way too big ego. That man knew no humility or whatsoever anyway, so it didn't come as a surprise he thought her skill with guns wasn't enough to best him or whoever she decided to fire upon. Backpack on her shoulders, she decided not to dwell on matters of the Legion any longer for the day and leave to complete more of her duties as a courier. After all, no matter how dire the situation was, everyone seemed short of one single man to do some kind of job and the caps in her pockets didn't really hurt.

[fictionkinfessions]

canon clothes!

we have a set of handmade dog tags for vulpes inculta (we know the Legion didn't have dog tags but it still brings euphoria regardless) and a fox tail to wear also for him since our host is him and we have a vulpes fictive

we also have belts and our host loves them since Disciples wore so many belts 😭 - plus on a choker host has a barely noticeable charm hooked to it that is valentino's undamaged antennae :3

~Vulpes Inculta (Fallout New Vegas) + Dixie (Fallout 4: Nuka World) + Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) #😈❤️

(both fictionkin and fictive)

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[veritasislehq]

Welcome to the Isle, Veritas Isle that is. Your journey has only just begun. We are delighted to announce that the following have been accepted! Please click anywhere on this sentence to be redirected to the checklist. Please message the main if you have yet to receive a link to the discord server or if you have any additional questions. We're here to answer any and all concerns.

( fka twigs. she & they. gender fluid. ) the courts of veritas welcome BIRDIE MOREAU! it’s been said that the 289 35 year old VAMPIRE is known to be INTROSPECTIVE and SKEPTICAL. when BIRDIE isn’t working as a LIBRARIAN, they can be found participating in ARCHERY. if you visit their home in SANGUIS POINT, it may remind you of bare feet in the mornings, lipstick stains, dogeared pages, ornate jewelry, a never ending tbr pile, 'the old gods are dead', black and white photos. they may be your best friend or your greatest enemy. ( rosalie <3 )

( tati gabrielle. they & them. non binary. ) the courts of veritas welcome LENNON RICHARDS! it’s been said that the 62 26 year old GHOST is known to be PROGRESSIVE and DISORGANIZED. when LENNY isn’t working as a RADIO HOST, they can be found participating in DANCING. if you visit their home in MIDNIGHT LABYRINTH, it may remind you of circle sunglasses, scuffed up shoes, worn leather jackets, vinyl records, 'there are pasts inside they', midnight sky, flower crowns, bell bottom jeans. they may be your best friend or your greatest enemy. ( rosalie <3 )

( drew starkey. he&him. cis man. ) the courts of veritas welcome JAMESON MALCOLM! it’s been said that the 31 year old HUMAN is known to be COURAGEOUS and CUNNING. when JAMES isn’t working as a PIRATE, they can be found participating in 'COMPLETELY LEGAL' FIGHTING COMPETITIONS. if you visit their home in JUSTPORT, it may remind you of never being told no, nautical decoration, the need to prove yourself, a gilded lifestyle, punching bags, worn out boxing gloves, black coffee, vintage art, fresh tattoos, ashtrays, and bloody knuckles. they may be your best friend or your greatest enemy. ( rosalie <3 )

( dev patel. he/him. cis-man. ) the courts of veritas welcome VINCENT EMEI VULPES! it’s been said that the 93 year old POOKA is known to be LOGICAL and CHARISMATIC but he's also CYNICAL and DISHONEST. when VIN isn’t working as the SHOP KEEP at THE ARCANE EMPORIUM, he can be found FEEDING THE RAVENS. if you visit their home in STARDUST HOLLOW, he may remind you of THE BURN OF ALCOHOL DOWN YOUR THROAT, THE TASTE OF COPPER IN YOUR TEETH, SORE LIMBS AND SEARING EYES, HE’S GRIEF PRESSED TIGHT INTO FUR AND BONE...he could be your best friend or your greatest enemy. ( juliette. she/her. 25. PST. )

[a-beneficial-union]

I'm updating the Branche's Timelines. There are ten main branches, which were made out of order by Paradox as part of a long abandoned experiment. The odd branches (1, 5, 7, and 9) all diverge from First. Later branches have more subdivisions per post-creation manipulations.

Odd -en names are Ben (amab) and Ren (afab, unnoticed intersex); evens (2, 4, 6, and 8) have Jen and Sphen; Third has Den (Deniel and Aiden). Tenth has Bennet, exclusively. All -ens differ exclusively by events external to them, inter-dimensional shenanigans, and varying expressions of phenotype. Paradox's experiment seems to have focused on them from ages ten to eighteen/twenty, as most branches were designed for -en functionality to sharply decline at the age of eighteen (with Tenth being designed for -ens to unexplainably expire immediately before their eighteenth birthday).

(Bennets are allistic, cishet, he/him guys, are people pleasures, natural leaders, and are slightly masochistic. They have mild-to-moderate BPD and, unlike all other Branches (excluding Third) have a thoroughly supportive social network. He is, again, the control group.)

All -Ens (excluding Tenth's, as they were the control group) are autistic ADHDers (ADHD-C) with cPTSD— expressions of this differ. Excluding Tenth, -ens are aroace and agender.

During their eighteenth year, non-Bennet -ens become idiopathically hypersomnic and anemic. How this is handled causes severe ripples on their timeline. Post-Paradox, after Eon's defeat the EA's fall, dimension hopping allows for the spread of resources (including medimagic/smuggled meds and forewarning on timelines) which circumvents a fair bit of the ripples around the eighteen year mark. Common methods of management are as follows:

Transformation reliance. Most forms are fully abled and can be used to substitute supplement the ‘human’ base form. This entails neglect of the base form and an association with the human body and pain. This is common in Fifth and First.

Omni reliance: The Wreckoning (Eon's war) led to the invention of rehabilitory biomachinery, including false flesh (proxxy treatment for anemia) and Recovery Chambers (periodically reverses damage from functional sleep deprivation per unmedicated IH. This method leads to rapid escalation of Omni conversion, meaning less of the base form belongs to the host. Discontinuation can be dangerous. This is common in dimension hoppers in First.

Medi-magic: This is the most common method in Seventh. Two common potions (Wakerrife and De'nuyab) manage the symptoms and have few side effects. Both are expensive, difficult to obtain, and require constant usage lest a relapse occurs. To try and make access easier, those who pursue this route begin studying their Anodite heritage, medi-magic, and the demihuman communities.

Genetic Editing: Removal of their conditions never works. It is rumoured that the Vulp-en strains of the now near unavoidable Transfer Feature Virus was an attempt at mitigating anemia's effects on oxygen dispersement. (This means that neglecting the consequential needs of transfer features create a double wammy.)

Pharmaceutical care and supplements. This is most common in Ninth and Fifth, or any diverged deci where -en's involvement with the Omnitrix/Plumbers/aliens remains confidential. They are first put on Adderall, eventually Modifinil, and are accidentally given doses much higher than they can handle (as they're absolute lightweights). The sharing of medications across decis is commonplace; Ninth with Seventh and Fifth with First.

(Note: “deci” is short for “decibel” and is their word for “dimension”.