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[scottishaccentsareawesome]

OK, so I’ve been thinking about this a lot....

And after their fight in the debriefing room, you don’t see Rooster and Hangman interact with each other until they’re on the tarmac right before the mission and Hangman says “You give ‘em hell.”

No more confrontations or apologies, but that doesn’t mean there wasn’t one.

Like, say...after Ice’s funeral  (that I’m only admitting happened for the sake of this post).

Rooster was at the funeral. Hangman was at the funeral (he was standing next to Bob in the lineup of Daggers in their uniforms, I just recently noticed that).

...And Hangman probably knew (twenty bucks says he heard it from Phoenix) that Rooster knew Ice.

So, after the funeral, maybe a bunch of the Navy personnel go from there to the Hard Deck to toast the Admiral.

And Hangman looks out the window and sees Rooster standing by himself on the beach.

And something inside Hangman is telling him that, no matter how they feel toward each other, Rooster shouldn’t be alone out there.

Because similar to when he’s in the air, he needs a wingman right now. A good wingman.

So Hangman goes down to the beach.

“...Penny for your thoughts, Bradshaw?” he says, as he reaches the bottom of the stairs, leading to the sand.

Rooster sighs, but keeps his eyes on the ocean in front of him.

“Leave me alone, Seresin, I’m not in the mood,” Rooster replies.

Hangman nods. “I can understand that. You knew Admiral Kazansky, right? You guys were close?”

Rooster swallows. “Yeah,” he says.

“Well, then, I’m sorry for your loss,” says Hangman “...I really am.”

Rooster looks back toward Hangman now, looking slightly surprised at his words.

“Uh...thanks,” he says.

Hangman nods, and sits down on a bench nearby.

Rooster hesitates for only a moment, then sits down next to him.

“How’s Maverick doin’?” Hangman asks. “He flew with Kazansky, right?”

Rooster nods. “Yeah, he was his wingman,”

Hangman actually cringes. “That’s a hell of a loss,” he says.

“Yeah, they were really close,” Rooster continues. “Mav always said that - “ he pauses “ - that after my dad died, the only people who could keep him sane were me, my mom and Ice.”

“...Sounds like they made a good team,” says Hangman.

“Yeah, they were a great team,” Rooster agrees. “I can only hope to have a wingman that good someday.”

Hangman bites his lip. “Still haven’t found a good one yet?” he asks.

Rooster glances at him for a second, then quickly looks back to the ocean. “Nobody that’s lasted very long.”

“Huh,” is Hangman’s only reply, as he processes this information.

“It’s just...that’s something pretty damn special, y’know?” says Rooster. “Having a good wingman, like Ice and Maverick were to each other. Somebody you can count on to always have your back, no matter what. In the air...even on the ground. I mean, your WSO’s got your back, obviously, but they can’t come to help you with extra firepower when you’re getting ambushed by three bogeys and you need backup, y’know?”

“Right.”

“And ice and Maverick, they could always depend on each other,” says Rooster. “...Hell, they were damn near everything to each other.”

Hangman quirks an eyebrow. “Just how close - “

“ - That’s classified,” says Rooster, with a small smirk.

Hangman now takes a moment to process this information. “Huh,” he says. “Well, I guess when you’re that close with somebody, it can be hard not to get...classified,” he says. “Getting to know somebody that well, becoming so dependent on that person...”

“...That’s why you always leave them hanging, isn’t it?” Rooster asks. “You don’t want to depend on anybody, don’t want anybody to know you that well.”

“Yeah, I guess I have a few trust issues,” says Hangman.

“It’s a wonder you made it this far in your career,” says Rooster.

Hangman scoffs. “You’re one to talk, given the trust issues you have.”

“I trust people.”

“You don’t trust yourself.”

Rooster stares at him for a moment, and blinks. “...Maybe you’re right,” he says. “I guess I could use a good wingman, myself.”

“Well, I can only help you if you can keep up with me,” says Hangman. “That way, you can help me out when I need it, too.”

Rooster actually manages a smile. “...You offering to be my wingman?”

Hangman smirks, and shrugs. “Well, when I’m declared Mission Leader I will definitely consider you,” he says.

Rooster rolls his eyes. “Well, if you’re chosen as Mission Leader - “

“ - When.”

“If,” Rooster repeats. “...and if you choose me as your wingman...I’ll have your back, I promise.”

Hangman looks over at him with a smile, and there’s something in his eyes that Rooster can’t quite read.

“...I’ll have yours, too.”

[ammyamarant]

Sometimes I wish "endgame content" for Arknights meant "you need lightning fast reflexes to do a low rarity squad and it's possible to beat it with high rarity but non-meta ops, but you'll be scrambling" instead of "hope you have all the meta units at full max."

Yes this is because any guide I find for DOS S-3 asks for a maxed Mlynar and Eyjaberry, and Honeyberry is not strong enough to replace Eyjaberry. And there's really no good replacement for Mlynar's taunt combined with his S3.

[deepspacedukat]

Fixture

Tbh this is one of the days of the SOC fic challenge that I’ve been looking forward to the most. I have no excuse for this level of filth, and y’know what? That’s okay. I did mention some Senators in particular, simply because I had ideas for how they’d react to such a situation. Anyway. Enjoy!

DARK THEMES ARE IMPLIED. PLEASE READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE CONTINUING.

Day 3: Free Use

SoC prompt list here. SoC Masterlist here. Cross-posted to AO3 here.

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Entire Romulan Senate (DS9 Era) x Reader, Praetor Neral (TNG/DS9) x Reader, Letant (ST:DS9) x Reader, Vreenak (ST:DS9) x Reader, Pardek (ST:TNG) x Reader, Sabrun (Nemesis) x Reader, implied Kimara Cretak (DS9) x Reader x Pardek

[A/N: This is smut, so 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!!!]

Warnings: ***DUBIOUS CONSENT/NON-CON IS IMPLIED. DO NOT CONTINUE IF THAT TRIGGERS YOU*** Interspecies sex, Human/Romulan sex, captive/captors, free use, degrading language, unprotected sex, fingering, woman on top, oral sex (male receiving), exhibitionism, voyeruism, sexual slavery, cock warming, implied threesome.

~*~

In all his years, Pardek had never been so interested in a Senate toy. There had been a few back when he was first appointed, but for several decades, the position had been vacant. Having a Human was a rarity - one that had not been seen since the Earth-Romulan War two centuries prior.

Pardek wasn’t the only one who was intrigued by this woman. Several Senators - particularly the unmarried ones - along with the Praetor made regular use of her. Typically, their sessions began with her lips wrapped around Praetor Neral’s lok. At first, that choice was obviously intended to degrade her. After all, she had been caught spying for the Federation in Romulan territory. Neral had ordered his guards to drag her in front of the Senate to face her crimes.

“The Federation has grown bold in the past few years, now they even send spies into our space, but no more. We will make an example out of this woman,” Neral said as she knelt in chains between his guards in the center of the Romulan Senate floor. She looked resolute rather than frightened, but that changed a moment later. “However, let it not be said that the Romulan Empire is without mercy.”

Confused murmurs and whispers arose from the Senators who had been eagerly awaiting her execution.

“I suggest that we invoke a substitute punishment in place of the usual death sentence. It has been too many years since this distinguished body has had an outlet. I move, Senators, that we make use of this pretty little Human as was done in the previous century,” the Praetor said as he stood and took a few slow steps toward the woman who now looked utterly terrified. “As we carry the burden of ruling the Empire, she will serve as relief for our stress. Using herself in any way we require to perform at our peaks, she will serve the Empire and be an example of where Humans and other members of the Federation belong: at our feet.”

The vote had been overwhelmingly in favor after Neral’s speech. After that day, there hadn’t been a single Senate session where she’d gone untouched. Men like Neral and Vreenak preferred her mouth for the degrading position that it put her in. The latter never even learned her name, he simply called out a gruff, commanding ‘come here, girl’ when he wanted her.

Vreenak was also part of the reason that she’d learned a few words of the Rihan language. He insisted that she thank him in his own language every time he came down her throat. The Senator claimed it was only polite that she do so.

“After all,” he’d explained to her when she’d dared to look confused at his request, “we could’ve tossed you into the Reman mines and allowed those animals to use you. Instead you are allowed to give pleasure to government officials. That honor is not one that a spy is usually afforded.”

Vreenak had gripped her hair particularly roughly, afterwards, making her yelp in pain.

“Now, what do we say?” His deadly quiet tone combined with his authority in the Senate Chamber made her shake.

“Khlinae arhem, Deihu.” She’d stumbled over the words the first few times, but after several repeat performances she sounded as though she’d been born speaking Rihannsu.

Letant had a routine with her, as well, but he made his enjoyment much more obvious. Since he and Vreenak were close friends, the former would often call her over directly after the latter had finished with her. Whispering sultry little words about how cool and impersonal his colleague could be, Letant sought to give her some sort of gentleness as he took his pleasure.

“Your pronunciation is improving, but I’ve heard enough talk. Come here and give me some of those lovely moans.” Brushing her hair out of her face, he’d tilt her chin up and coax her into standing before him. One of his favorite ways to play was teasing her about how wet she’d become. “You were looking forward to this, weren’t you? Don’t worry. I was, too. These sumptuous thighs keep me awake at night...”

As he allowed his hand to wander between her legs, giving her the first real taste of pleasure she’d had all day, he’d pull her off-balance just far enough that she was forced to brace herself on his chest or shoulders. That was a devious, ingenious plan, really. In doing so, he ensured that she was at the perfect angle for him to lean in and latch onto one of her nipples. Some days he’d make her come once before he pulled her onto his lap to fuck her, but more often than not, he felt generous enough to make it twice.

Pardek had asked him about that act of charity one day after the Senate was adjourned, and as they walked together, the younger man had surprised him with his answer.

“She’s no doubt realized by now that she won’t see her home or even her star system again. She’s likely still frightened of us all, and, although some fear can be used to reinforce discipline, I don’t want her to have a coronary on the Senate floor,” Letant had murmured. “Besides, I’ve had a few Terran women in the past. They can be quite enjoyable when properly stimulated. You should try her out, Pardek. She’s wonderfully warm and accommodating.”

There was little the elder Romulan could do but attempt to conceal his blush and hurry off under the guise of being late for a meeting. As he retreated to his own office, Pardek had mulled Letant’s statement over, thoroughly intrigued with the young strategist’s approach to this pretty little Human spy. He had to admit that sex was much more appealing when your partner was willing and unafraid.

The woman’s eyes had flitted his way more than once while she was tending to Praetor Neral’s pleasure at the beginning of each session. He suspected it was due to his seat’s proximity to the man, but that didn’t explain the emotion behind the look that she gave him. Was she afraid of him? But then, she wasn’t afraid of Neral. She hated him, certainly, but he knew what her fear looked like. He saw it every time Vreenak summoned her.

As Pardek watched today’s session unfold from his prestigious seat near the Praetor, Senator Sabrun caught the girl’s gaze after she assisted Letant and summoned her over, offering her a soft smile and one of his hands. Sabrun had only been with her once before, and when a deep green blush colored his cheeks, Pardek surmised that he’d been trying to resist the urge to take her again so soon after their first session.

Several sets of eyes followed her progress as she walked over to him, Pardek’s included. He had to admit that the swish of her nude hips was enticing. What was it about Human women that turned the heads of so many Romulans? Was it their softness? Their scent? Perhaps their eagerness to please their partners?

Coaxing her onto his lap, Sabrun grasped the back of her neck and looked directly into her eyes as she took his lok into her slick, wet slit. The intensity of the moment and each other’s expressions pulled quiet moans from both of them.

Pushing his fingers into her mouth to keep her quiet during deliberations on a legal matter, Sabrun watched her with lust clouding his eyes. She certainly didn’t seem to be afraid of him. Maybe Letant was right and his previous ministrations relaxed her enough that fear no longer possessed her...

He had no idea how long he’d been lost in thought, but when a moan muffled by the fingers in her mouth escaped her, he was brought back to the present just in time to see her riding Sabrun as if both their lives depended on it. Their eyes were locked, and her forehead was nearly touching his. The two clearly had chemistry. Perhaps in a different universe, the two could have been lovers.

She came so hard that Sabrun was pulled along with her almost instantly, and in a flash, Pardek had made up his mind. Once she had recovered her breath and gotten to her feet once more, he met the Human’s gaze and beckoned her over with a wave of his fingers. She looked surprised at his attention, and, honestly, he couldn’t blame her. He’d never availed himself of her services before. With wide eyes, she walked over to him.

The rest of the Senate went quiet when they noted her trajectory. Pardek’s actions and statements were always noted in the Senate given that he’d been a member for over ninety years. When he spoke, it wasn’t rashly or without careful thought, so people tended to listen.

This evening, as he patted his thigh and murmured for her to have a seat, all eyes were on him. Pardek paid them no attention, choosing instead to savor the feeling of her arm slipping over his shoulder to steady herself. His own hands began to roam somewhat slowly, caressing her nude thighs and spreading them for his inspection. Some of the mess that Sabrun had left inside her leaked out of her used and abused slit.

“We shouldn’t let this go to waste, should we?” He asked as he slid his fingers through her folds.

“No, Deihu.” Her voice shook as she spoke. Again, Pardek couldn’t blame her. She knew little of him besides his serious, quiet countenance. His attitude when combined with his stature - he wasn’t a small man by any means - doubtlessly served to intimidate her.

As he pushed some of his colleague’s seed back inside her and curled his fingers experimentally in her depths, she bit her lower lip. The pleasure that gradually filled her eyes made Pardek smirk with pride. He’d had more than his share of sexual experiences over the years, and he was eager to see how well his knowledge applied to Human women.

She let out a little whimper as he pulled his fingers from her depths and moved to free his length from his robes. She even reached for it, but he caught her wrist. There was a pause, then. As her eyes met his, he noted that there was no longer any fear. Brimming with curiosity, she tilted her head in askance, waiting for instruction. Silently, he maneuvered her in his lap as easily as he would a toy. Pardek let out a deep groan as she sank down on his lok, one which was echoed by a gasp from her at his size.

Oh, now he understood the appeal!

Looking out at the rest of the Senators as Pardek pulled her back against his chest, she let her head drop backwards onto his shoulder. He had to admit that the sensation of her stretching to accommodate him as her body melted against him was addictive and like nothing he’d ever felt before.

“Good girl,” he breathed against her ear. He held her hips in place with one hand and brought the other between her legs to rub at the little bundle of nerves that the others had taken such joy in discovering. Since the session was almost over for the day, Pardek would use her to warm his lok until they adjourned.

Afterwards, well...there were many possible activities that a man of his experience could dream up for a pretty little toy like her. Given the attention they had already drawn, he suspected they’d have an audience for their activities, as well. Even Kimara was watching them with rapt interest. Hm...perhaps he should invite her to join in...?

~*~*~

A note for those who are wondering who Senator Sabrun is:

Sabrun was in Star Trek: Nemesis. Since Senator Sabrun wasn't officially named in the dialogue of the film in which he appeared, I'm talking about the Romulan played by John Berg. His Memory Alpha page is here. His character wasn't given a name in the initial script, and he originally had a speech in the film that was later deleted. Sabrun got his name from the Star Trek Customizable Card Game.

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Romulan words:

Khlinae arhem = thank you (inferior to superior)

Deihu = Senator

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stopping here for da night sorry for so many updates im Excited. also final wont be zoomed in to show these details so i dont feel too bad

also i like dis a lot

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their names are neral and kiralla

they're the caretakers of (a section of) hell, and their jobs are to make sure everyone is steadily on the path towards sublimation into oblivion, whatever that looks like for each of the damned

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I hate my aunt so much

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Babygirlification him, Babygirlification that, at this point the entire cast of Call Of Duty is Babygirlificationified™️