#sentience au

[kit-williams]

Happy Valentines day

Male Lead: Gabriel

Universe/AU: Warhammer 40k/Space Marine Husbandry Sentience/Non Canon

Canon Status: Canon for the Non Canon (basically sexy marines are non canon so please do not label this Space Marine Husbandry use the Space Marine Husbandry Sentience tag)

I'd like to thank Barn Anon for infecting me with their precious non murderous baby their Blood Angel Gabriel and giving me permission to 'Go nuts' in putting their blorbo in smexual situations.

tw: Smut, I know some people will add the fact that the word love is used so yeah I use the word love in this.

He croons to you in gothic sprinkling in some English but he prefers to tell you such romantic things in High gothic as he can easily find his words in his native tongue as his slowly kissed up your leg and down your arm... running his tongue over your arteries.

You were a nervous mess as you felt like a pervert? Sex with Astartes felt oddly taboo... though you felt your head swimming as you looked at Gabriel in a different light... you had let a man into your home... you had let this hyper warrior male into your home, you had let him take care of you, you had been taking care of him, you both had given each other affection... you felt like a pervert taking something wholesome and turning it to lurid. But Gabriel assured you that it was far more of him seducing you verses him being seduced by you.

He coos with a laugh as you worry about being some degenerate and reminds you of how the only real degenerates are Emperor's Children. His large mouth presses to yours as his hands move down your to your waist as he pulls you onto his chest. The height different wasn't that bad... but your hips could not grind against one another as you two kissed. But he still kissed you slowly and tenderly.

A large hand of his ran over the swell of your ass, palming and massaging one of the cheeks as his other kept your mouth moving against his but holding your chin gently. His tongue slipping between your lips as drool oozed out of the corners of your mouth as your smaller tongue was bullied into compliance by his own. You finally pull away to breathe as you sit on his stomach. He looks at you like there was fire in his eyes... like you were the center of his world... like how all those love songs teenagers sing completely miss. How that puppy love doesn't compare to the way Gabriel looks at you.

You fidget with the hem of your shirt pulling it off over your head... feeling the heat rush to your cheeks as it doesn't come off sexily or cleanly... you forgetting a button... oh how self conscious you feel but when you finally get your shirt off you're left looking down at him. He just has to loosen a few things and then he is naked. There is a bit of a belly on him but it feels so firm... his pectorals look firm and almost like a body builders but you can see the layer of fat that just barely covers the muscles. You do your best to not look behind you and between his legs... you feel him nuzzle your softer flesh and watch the pleasure move on his face.

You look back and just watch him slowly harden then seemingly quickly harden and you look back and he looks at you with a hungry yet cheeky stare as if watching you watch him was a turn on. He's big... not as massive as you were expecting but if he was the size of an average man he'd be on the longer and girthier side of the scale... a fit but not impossible. You swallow and blush looking away from his red eyes, "I... I think you'll fit."

"I know I will... even if you are on the smaller end I will be careful." He coos as you feel his hand that was on your ass move down and his finger... his middle just dip into your sex. You lay on him as he just gets you ready... the way he breathes in your ear... his mouth on your shoulder and neck, the way his teeth just rest on the skin as he kisses and sucks. How strange you feel breathing in his ear and moaning softly into his shoulder. "Are you ready?" He says softly.

"Y-yeah." you say nervously as you feel the head of his cock pushing and prodding against your sex as you swallow and use his hands to balance as you push down. The slickness of your sex allows his cock to glide through you as you soon feel your hips against his. "Oh god you actually fit..." The blush dances over your face as your walls clench around his cock.

Gabriel just nods as his head is against the pillow as a hand rests on his forehead as he feels the way you clench around him and the warmth of his hips against yours. How you tremble before you lie down just resting your head against his body. "Gabriel..."

"Yes Darling." He says with a strained voice trying to not move though that slick warmth that he rests inside of you makes it very hard not too.

"Please move." You say as he spreads his legs and bends his knees, you can feel him raise his hips off the mattress slightly as he churns his hips up slowly. You moan softly as he pulls in and out of you slowly but this intimate position makes it feel a bit more intense. You moan in and out panting softly as his breath shutters out as his hand rests on the back of her head as his eyes look over at her mouth wanting to kiss her hard... perhaps after bringing her to orgasm in this position.

Gabriel feels odd... as he has thought of how he wants this to go.... and idea of how he would go through this. He had a plan all the way up to this point and now he was running blind. He tried to keep his hips slow and steady but his enjoyment was growing stronger and stronger as he increased his pace as his fingers played with your hair. Your moans of his name cause him to press his hands into your thighs a bit harder to squeeze the flesh there, feeling the soft flesh against his firm hands.

He arches and hisses in delight as you run your hands through his red locks, running your nails against part of his scalp as he groaned with restrained desires. Missing your mouth against his... you could see it in his eyes how he would stop what he would be doing and just pick you up to kiss you like a lover... just like the way he had earlier in the day kissed you till your lips felt numb.

You pant his name and he could smell what was coming. He rolled his hips along with yours as the world became so small and consisted of his body and yours. You feel that slow build up of an orgasm slowly and lazily reaching its climax as you do not shriek in pleasure but gasp softly as it comes to you like a tender lover.

You feel Gabriel's mouth on yours as your tongues play with each other. Your naked flesh pressed against his enhanced body... "Gabriel... Gabriel did you..."

He shook his head, "Not yet." He breathes out as you feel your back against your plush bed and look up at him. Saliva connects your mouths as he pulls away and you watch the strands snap. He really does look like an angel. You think as he just smiles so handsomely down at you... how could someone be so handsome?

You gasp and moan as you feel him slowly slide in and your hips fitting snuggly against his. You watch him press his chest to yours as one of his hands comes behind your head and cups it as his face presses into the top of your head. "I would kiss you and your neck but I'm just a little bit too tall to do that."

You feel him all around you as his arms hold you in and he is above you and one arm behind you as he thrusts into you as the bed creaks from this position as he soon moans feeling your mouth on his for a brief moment to kiss and suck on his flesh but that is forgotten as he hits that right spot inside of you. You chant his name as he rocks deep inside of you arching under him as he builds up another orgasm for you.

He pants and breaths delicate words to you... how you are gorgeous... how you feel so wonderful around him... how he loves you so... and you feel like a yowling cat besides him as you just start to chant and cry out his name. You hear something rip as his hand twists the bedsheet too tightly as that sing song like tone of his voice slips to something deep... a noise you can't explain yet it sends a thrill down your spine.

He arches his back slightly in a position that mustn't be comfortable but he forces himself to crouch over you to press his mouth against yours while rocking against you. You feel your own eyes roll back as you grip the back of his head tightly, trying to wrap your legs around him still. His mouth slips from yours as you let out a pleasured scream for this orgasm. He stills over you just breathing hard.

"Oh by the Throne you're tight." He manages to breathe out before looking down at you and crooning your name, "I didn't hurt you?"

"Hurt? No... oh God no. Did you cum inside of me?" You say lifting your head looking at where you two were joined as your walls were still tightly clenched around him trapping him in place.

"Was I not suppose to?" He asks a bit worried looking down at you.

"Don't worry about it." You can't help but moan softly as he slowly pulls out. You watch how his pupils nearly devour his eyes as he looks at where he just was. Gabriel wouldn't deny the fact your body wasn't closing up right away... there was something amazing running through him at seeing you gaping wide with his cum slowly oozing out of you.

You smile as his eyes look at you and he crawls over you again pulling you into his arms and kissing you again tenderly and very much full of all of his love. He rubs his face against yours and croons in gothic at you. You laugh no longer feeling that nervous energy that you felt at the start... no longer feeling like a pervert as this felt right with how he holds you tight.

"Love you Gabriel." You say pulling away to breathe.

"I love you too." He purrs back as you lay with him not worrying about anything for awhile before life has to move on. You lay on his chest focused on how his fingers move against your back and his lips against your own.

The everything Taglist:

@bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty

[shiorimia]

they were saved, but at what cost?

(sentient cartoons AU)

[ceruleancattail]

for the Sentience Event:

Floyd Twins + Idia + Riddle with a player that favors them?

Like kissing the screen or praising them for each win in the battle. I don’t care I’m being manipulated by them I wanna kiss them and all their issues away.

Sentience presents:

A Player’s Favour

Self Aware Jade, Floyd, Idia , Riddle x reader

Tw: Yandere

Jade hardly ever wishes.

It’s such a low commitment thing, is it not? Merely lamenting about your inability to achieve a certain goal. Jade has encountered a thousand of wishes during his time in Octavinelle.

Patrons wishing that their circumstances were just a bit better. They wish the tests were easier, wish that they could miraculously come across a windfall, wish for a partner… most of these end up merely as castles in the air.

Hopeless delusions of people who will never put a single step forward for their goals.

Yet whenever Jade feels your touch through the screen, fingers pulsing with warmth gently caressing his body…something in him just sparks alight.

If he strains his ears just right, Jade can hear all your little praises and coos. Soft, tender whispers for him and him alone. It’s become a habit, whenever he’s in class. Carefully listening for your lovely voice purring just for him.

You must understand, Jade isn’t one to merely wish. By hook and by crook, he’ll ensnare you in his affections. Wrapping your heartstrings tight around each and every one of his fingers. He’ll play you just like another puppet in this Twisted Wonderland.

Whispering sweet nothings into both of your ears, leading you through the mirror with his fingers firmly intertwined with yours. The ghost of a smirk dancing like a mirage on his lips, Jade only coaxes you forward. Inviting you closer. Closer to him.

When Jade finally kisses you, all you can feel is a sinking dread.

You’ve just realised how sharp his fangs truly are.

Floyd’s a sensitive guy, y’know?

He’s spent years honing his senses. Hunting under the azure depths of the sea, armed with nothing but his own fangs and his wits. It’s a little difficult to catch him by surprise, yeah?

Floyd can feel you. Your gaze lingering a little longer on him then the rest, whenever he’s in class. It’s not exactly the most unpleasant feeling, though. Your gaze carried a certain kind of warmth that was… quite inviting, to put it mildly.

Do keep those eyes on him, shrimpy.

Sometimes, Floyd does answer questions. You always seem happier when he does, vigorously rubbing into his hair. If he’s lucky, he feels something soft press against his cheek. A little sneaky peck from his sneaky little shrimpy.

Just what wouldn’t Floyd give just to be able to pay you in kind? To feel your body squeezed by his arms, locked into his embrace.

Would you yelp? Tremble like a fish caught within the weaves of a net? Look at him pleadingly, beg for him to release you?

Floyd wants to know. He needs to know. Every waking moment was spent horsing around in Night Raven College, creating ruckus after ruckus. Tearing up the school until you deem him worthy enough of your loving gaze-

It’s a little frustrating sometimes, honestly. The way he has to beg for the slightest crumb of attention from you.

Once he has his fingers wrapped around yours, Floyd’s not hesitating. His fingers grip your wrist brutally, leaving crimson welts throbbing on your skin. Yanking you out of the mirror, nails digger deep into your flesh.

Finally, you’re here.

He won’t let you look away ever again, shrimpy.

Idia feels your gaze.

Not as acutely as he would like, but those vague, hazy feelings are good enough. Idia would settle for anything, if only it was from you.

It doesn’t really help that you were more then…generous with your affections. Gentle little kisses pressed to the crown of his head whenever he shows up on screen, gushing little coos filled to the brim with affection whenever he lands a critical hit… you don’t really hold back, do you?

Little by little, Idia tries to pinpoint your gaze. Azure eyes darting from the left to the right, trying to determine where exactly you were. He does it in lessons, idle fingers twirling a pen unconsciously.

Just like a moth, drawn to the brilliance of the moon’s silvery light. Idia just can’t help himself, not when it comes to you. Your touch, your gaze, your love… he needs it.

He wants it.

He loves it.

Idia craves your attention like a starving man, hungrily devouring every last morsel you offer him. Yet his heart is a bottomless pit. Having tasted the sweetness of your affection, he can only demand for more.

He wants to feel you next to him, your heartbeat pulsing against his, the warmth of your body pressed flush against his chest… there’s a thousand and one things he’ll like to do, and every single one involves you.

Idia will engulf you in his affections, his love burning fiercer then any wildfire. All you can do it accept it. Allow the flames to latch onto you, forked tongues caging you in a personal prison called: Love.

Please don’t be scared, Idia begs.

Just take his hand.

Riddle’s turning as crimson as his hair.

He just can’t keep his mind focused, not when he can feel your lips on his skin. The way your breath wafts over the nape of his neck, drives him insane. The gentle caress of your fingertips has a deep scarlet blooming all over his cheeks, like Heartsabyul’s most prized roses.

You have no idea how many pieces of pencil lead were snapped in half because of your expressions of affection. Riddle’s always in a fluster, scarlet eyes wide open. He’s shooting the screen a desperate look that couldn’t be described as anything but pleading.

Riddle’s throwing himself into every single lesson, hands moving furiously across lined paper. It crinkles under his touch, folding itself into twisted creases spreading across that snow-white surface. Much like his heart, twisting and tying itself into knots that can never unravel.

Are you watching now? Don’t you see how hard Riddle’s working for you? He’ll get all the stars in this class, just for you.

Look at him Look at him Look at him-

Why aren’t you looking?

Whenever he feels your attention wane, Riddle’s desperately grasping at whatever faint hint of warmth lingering on his skin. Eyes narrowing, his insecurity twisting into the bitter flames of annoyance, greedy tongues lapping at the edge of his conscience.

Riddle’s worked too hard for you to simply just disregard his efforts just like that. He’s going to get your attention back, even if he has to drag you by the neck for it.

Riddle has always thought you’ll look better collared.

Collared by his hand.

[strawbubbysugar]

Another scene from my soulmate au fic So(u)l! AaaAA I can’t wait to upload it I’m so excited !!

[qxurugosk]

Familiar Felines

Space Riders Au and the Catnap design belongs to @onyxonline

[punkrock-confetti]

Yooooo whatttttt who’s this bozo

[eudaemon-m]

0 thoughts

[pixlokita]

Glitchtrap Gregory in a nutshell

P much

[curi0uscreature]

* I come bearing more older AU transgenderism

[yexiushands]

what if Fate AU with master Senti and servant Azure Empyrea Hua

(redraw of this scene from fate below)

Reverse ver with master Hua and servant Senti:

[an-albino-pinetree]

first hug ;v;

[solsticesoda]

Here's Cooper my TADC oc in @sm-baby 's Carnival AU. He is playing Roller Coaster Tycoon and you are the unfortunate guest.

[stemwriter]

Some more SAGAU thoughts

By the way, like all my SAGAU content, this is the older AU where the player is not the Creator or anything, just... a person, and there's no romance or anything since it's more "what do you mean there's this person from another world entirely who can possess people? what do you mean the world is slowly revealing its true, artificial nature to certain people?" than anything romantic.

Anyway:

I find the whole "sky is fake" thing funny in this context. Imagine a player hearing that, and saying something like "oh shit, they know it's a game", and the character(s) who hear(s) that is just stunned because that was not??? what they were thinking????? at all?????? and then the Realization™ starts. The disembodied voice was right.

also I do find it kind of eerie because (yes, this is silly, 99% of the time it's just glitches, but I'm thinking about that person who sees Venti stalking them, they probably last posted about it like 6 months ago) it could be happening to you. They know you exist. They might not know what you are, or they could know very well, neither option is that good. Do they envy you? Do they despise you? What are you to them? I think other people have brought up the idea of the characters being stuck to the script, and if that's the case, you may never know...

(please help me it's 2 in the morning and i'm sleep deprived)

[ceruleancattail]

Hey, would I be able to may a request for the Sentience ask?

Would I be able to request a female player who is torn between Leona and Malleus? Constantly going back and forth and leveling their cards and loving on both of them please?

Hi! I Hope it’s okay that I made the reader gender-neutral, because I’m more comfortable writing that way. Thank you for understanding.

Sentience presents:

Claws and Flames

Self Aware Leona x Malleus x reader

Tw: yandere, suggestive

The silence gets unbearable, sometimes.

Leona’s hand is rough. Hardened with callouses, scraping against your wrist like sandpaper. He holds you firmly, just like a shackle around your arm. Keeping you bound, right next to him.

Where you belong.

Shifting around, your lips curl into a straight line. Wiggling your arm ever so slightly. In an attempt to slip out of his grip as discreetly as you could.

A snarl stops you right in your tracks. It rumbles like thunder right out of the depths of his gut. A guttural sound that has your entire bloodstream run ice-cold. You freeze, before willing your arm limp once more.

That seems to pacify the beast beside you. Heaving a long sigh that weighed on both of your shoulders, Carmel locks of hair brush against the nape of your neck. Leona plops himself onto his side, leaning into your body.

An oversized house cat, you mused silently. Instinctually, your other hand reached for his mane, running your fingers through gingerly. Massaging his scalp absentmindedly.

“Soft..” You mutter, twirling a strand in between your fingers. Leona merely acknowledges you with a grunt, and a dismal swish of his tail. He seems to lean a little closer, despite his nonchalant attitude.

A beat of silence passes between both of you, before he decided to speak up. Leona straightens up, emerald eyes meeting yours. There was a certain intensity behind those eyes that made you shudder.

“Softer then that lizard would ever be, huh?”

A soft chuckle emerged from behind both of you. The amused laugh of one so assured of victory. Gloved hands caress the curve of your cheeks gingerly, fingertips lingering on the plush of your lips before they pull away. The warmth tingled ever so slightly, before vanishing into thin air.

A weight pressed itself into your other shoulder. Ebony hair spilled onto you, as glossy as raven’s feathers. Something sharp jutted into your face. A pair of horns, sharp as daggers.

One wrong move, and they might just draw blood.

Your lips move before you could even form a complete thought.

“Malleus…”

The sound of your voice seems to delight him. Nuzzling into the curve of your neck, Malleus beams at you happily. Lips curling into a bright smile, eyes looking at you and you alone.

A dry cough, choked out onto a clenched fist. Leona narrows his eyes at Malleus, gaze shape enough to wound. He speaks, each and every letter of his words dripping with venom.

“What are you doing here, Draconia?”

Tilting his head politely, Malleus opts to ignore Leona’s words. He instead contents himself with pressing his lips into the bare skin of your neck. It’s warm, like the cockles of a roaring fireplace. Giving you a little peck of… affection, so to say.

Satisfied with his kiss, Malleus glances up at Leona. The ghost of a smirk dancing across his lips.

“I don’t hear my darling complaining about my presence, Kingscholar. Perhaps I am favoured a little more then you… were.”

A growl falls from Leona’s lips, before you feel his grip on your chin. Pressing hard enough to bruise, he yanks you towards him, trapping your lips within his. By the time he’s done, you’re a stuttering mess, lungs desperately scrambling for air.

“Ain’t no complaints on this end too, coat hanger.”

Leona drawls, smugness radiating off his very being.

Both of them glare at each other, before their gazes fall on you. An unspoken question burning within both of their stares. This wouldn’t be the first time they asked.

Just who do you favour?

You’ve chosen silence time and time again. Being honest, you do care for them both. Investing your time and resources into both of their cards, cheering for them both in the story. It’s safe to say you loved them both… when you were still on the opposite side of the screen, that is.

Now, you’re caught between two walls of flame. Swirling passions lapping at you with forked tongues, hungry for every crumb of affection you could dispense. Choosing one over the other will surely send the other into turmoil. The resulting destruction wasn’t something you wished onto this world.

So you remain silent. The heat was still bearable… for now.

[nobody-nexus]

The Zooble Meeting has commenced

(They're about to fight)

I wanted to draw a bunch of Zoobles so I took from some of my favorite AUs :> and ofc added my own Zooble into the mix

Carnival Zooble belongs to @sm-baby

Freakshow Zooble belongs to @hootbon

Corruption Zooble belongs to @rabid-mercenary16

Fight Club Zooble belongs to @burrotello

Sinful Zooble belongs to me ^^

[xx-sketchy-xx]

Hi hi!! I've been adoring your art from afar for a very long time, I can't believe I haven't been followed, I thought I was! But your art is very delightful!! I find myself coming back to it over and over again! Colors, posing, the feeling in your lining ... Everything! Looking at it really helps me rekindle a good artistic spark back into me! I hope you've been well, and maybe I've been able to give you a smile as well! :D

I fell hard for your oc. They are just so FREAKING ADORABLE. ✨🔥💜❤️

I love them so much. Yes, yes I am very much smiling.

I also can’t believe I haven’t been watching you! You are so talented ✨