#hardcormarshal

[amplectormors]

@hardcormarshal

“We would be the best of friends if that were true, wouldn’t we?”

[son-of-regis]

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“I kinda want to see if you wanted to go to our secret spot and maybe talk? There is something i want to talk to you about.”

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[commandernochill]

Oh No

@hardcormarshal replied to your post “Oh No”

It never failed. He really needed to stop visiting the countryside, it seemed to summon meks. And where there were meks, almost guaranteed, there was Loqi, and Cor would be damned if he was going to let him wander Leide unsupervised. The older man broke from his run, sword drawn but not up, as he approached the robot. Then... ugh, oh no. His nose wrinkled as a scent seemed to waft out of one of them, an attractive scent, though he was on business. "Commander?"

It took Loqi a moment to register the voice at all; he was busy fighting down burgeoning panic. Of all the times for him to go into rut--

Oh.

Oh no, he knew that scent.

It still took him a moment to get a modicum of normalcy to his voice.

“Marshal.”

[violentremnant-blog]

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He chuckled. “No. I don’t.” He ignored the Marshal momentarily, instead going to gaze around his new surroundings. So this was his baby brother’s home? Interesting. “He belongs in my self conscious. After all, he is merely a remnant of me. Mother created them to become one with me. That is all they are. Remnants of something greater.” 

[goodbooi-blog]

Side-eyes the behemoth and wonders if they're still cool.

    This food still is okay.  Though it should really think about being eaten soon, before it gets too old and doesn’t taste as good.

[leorugiet]

hardcormarshal replied to your post: ☀ What's your rp pet peeve?

The vile violet of purple prose [which I think I’ve been guilty of, oops]

we’re all writers, we’re all guilty of it some time and again, there are some people who just make it a way of life... and i just cant deal with writers like that.

[securiis]

@hardcormarshal

"I've had better."

When Cor covers his hand, he gives the man's shoulder a squeeze and loops his other arm across his chest, pulling him in close from behind. "Glad your rookies are safe." there's a lilt of something dark in his voice, but he doesn't wish to talk about the seasoned glaive he lost earlier.

"Why don't you come to mine tonight? Unwind. I don't wanna be alone, either."

[captaindrautos]

He's Cor the Immortal because everyone he cares about dies while he keeps living on.

[amplectormors]

hardcormarshal replied to your post “If you didn’t want me, why did you bring me here?”

The omega deflated as the alpha who picked him up used that tone. He hesitated a moment, then took off down the hall toward a room where he could smell other omegas. Apparently the king kept a collection.

“Go. Now.” Mors shooed him away. He started to take off his cloak, and headed over to his own room.

[son-of-regis]

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Noctis opened the door and walked in. He had a few things in his hand. “I can’t find my dad, Iggy or Clarus around. I need some help with this assignment.” He said handing him the paper. “It’s a timeline of the royal guards dating back when my grandfather was in power. and it’s due in a few weeks.”

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[violentremnant-blog]

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He sighed heavily, looking down at his Lucian uniform. He hated it. It was uncomfortable on him but he was supposed to wear it whenever he went to the citadel because those old fucks just loved to rub the fact that he was there in his face. Regis was different though. He was a very nice and genuine man. Perhaps that was why Cor liked him so much. “Fine. But I’m not talking to any of the council members.” He pulled his sleeve over the cuff and set his beloved Souba against the bedside table. He wasn’t allowed to have his sword there either. 

[leorugiet]

hardcormarshal replied to your post: "Dying is easy, young man. Living is harder." said...

That’s how Mors dreamed of going out.

“Actually I think his dream death was falling asleep after orgasm, drunk, after eating a feast, in the middle of an orgy.” He shrugged. “Who am I to say so?”

[mr-hammerproof-thickskull]

"Collar and Chain"

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“What the hell, old man?!” Cor asked, tugging at the thick leather band around his throat and grabbing hold of the chain attached, trying to pull it from Cid’s grip. “What the hell are you playing at here? Take this thing off of me!”

Cid scoffs as he reads his car magazine and hand the chain slowly around his open fingered gloved hand.  He was told to babysit the Immortal, and knowing how Cor could be, it wasn’t going to be a push over. “Aw shut it. Don’t like bein’ here with ya as much as the next guy.” He pulls out a smoke and lights it. “Besides, can’t have ya runnin’ about again on ya own.”

[son-of-regis]

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“I’m sorry for bothering Cor, but daddy told me to come to you. There are strange people in the castle”

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[violentremnant-blog]

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He chuckled a bit at the man’s response. “Of course. I would be disappointed if you did.” He had spunk, and Kadaj liked that. Though the young prince wasn’t yet sure how he wanted to go about breaking in his new Omega. His older brother Yazoo was always kind to them, giving them their space and making sure they were properly tended to and comfortable. If they came around then fine, if not, he let them do as they pleased and moved on to another Omega in hopes that the new one would want to bond with him. Yazoo was currently on his third Omega but Kadaj didn’t have the patience for that. No, he’d rather just break the man’s will and force him to submit. It would be more fun that way.

“Come along then.” He turned his back to the man, not bothering to undo the cuffs or offer him the clothes he previously spoke of. Instead, his guards grabbed the man by each arm and pulled him along towards their vehicle that another man had pulled around front for them.

[suigin-hono-blog]

“ You’re so hot…”

hardcormarshal answered the blond: Here

“It’s summer in Lestallum,” Cor pointed out, wiping his brow with the shirt he’d just removed. Was he teasing or oblivious? Hard to say.

...Dang, the Immortal was something else, still, either way they both weren’t wrong. Turning the blond sighs and wipes his forehead. “Yeah...aren’t you hot in all that? I mean, you would think the Capital would choose a different color for hotter days like these, right?”