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Monstrously Mine
2k • explicit • sheith
“Can I be half-orc, half-minotaur?” Keith asks. While Coran ponders the question, Shiro chokes on his milkshake. Lance also gags, but for an entirely different reason. “Eww, dude. Why,” Lance balks. “With the massive horns and the underbite? Snaggletooth much? That sounds hideous.” Keith looks indecently smug. “You could, lad,” Coran hedges, “but I don’t know about the Cavalier class, then. Not sure we can get you a mount large enough that you can ride.” “It’s okay. I’ll be a Warlock.” Keith taps out some more details on his player profile. Hunk approves immediately; they definitely need more magic-wielders in the party. “And, um, how big are minotaurs?” Shiro asks in a high voice, eyes firmly down on his own tablet. He’s trying to find the right section in his player guide, of course, and definitely not avoiding Keith’s eyes.
Shiro has a monster kink a mile wide and Keith knows it. Not even their friendly all-paladins Monsters & Mana game is safe, they all soon learn.
... Sheith are very embarrassing in this and you'll hear no apologies from me.
[Read the fic on AO3]
More Halloween goodness!X3 Melissa and Vanessa Fos from Nun X Priest Adventure and Ultra Fighters as Felicia 2p Color Palette and Hsien-Ko/Lei-Lei!X3
This is literally just the Marvel character Starhawk.
@nightbug08 That's true! I own a Blood Angels Successor Chaptermaster (adopted alongside a Second Captain) and a lovely Lamenter I rescued from a Space Hulk! They're among the most difficult to take care of, but once you earn their trust, you'll never find a more loyal space marine.
They're incredibly low maintenance. Soft spoken, emotional, honest, disciplined, clean, organized and startlingly resourceful, these Marines seem like the perfect match for anyone looking for a first time Astartes, but heads up! Your life will irrevocably change. Don't be discouraged by what I'm about to tell you, but I'm an educator first and I wouldn't put you or your Lamenter in a bad situation.
You will have to change everything. Or, there's a very real risk of injury, maybe even death.
There's something in their pedigree that makes them...different. Other Astartes are mistrustful at best, outright hostile at worst. You can't take a Lamenter to the sparring yard, and training cages should be booked beforehand. Lamenters are quite tame, but do keep in mind that they are subject to the same Prion disease as their parent chapter! It's best to keep them calm and happy as often as you can--a Herculean effort sometimes given their abnormally high melancholy!
Of course, I'll admit that their cousins have a good reason, and this is where the death part comes in. Misfortune sticks to them like flour to a wet cat, and this bleeds over to those around them. I make light of this, but had to move to the city after I crashed my car, lost my job and nearly got hit with a falling piano all in the same day! Even now, I take very few risks, though the occasional banana peel appears behind me at the bus stop.
I'm fortunate to have the resources for frequent visits to the Apothecary. My poor baby was was mauled by an unsupervised Minotaur just yesterday--no one got hurt too badly, but I've been reading him John Steinbeck books while he recovers!
I can't tell you how worth it he has been. I've never owned a marine that was so loving and loyal, and he certainly does his part to protect me from the strange bouts of woe that plague me like magpies to my box of french fries!
I'm actually working on getting him registered as a service Marine--for both our benefit. If you feel up to the challenge, your Lamenter will be a marine for life!
Alright I might need some help with this one. I found the scraggliest looking astartes hiding in my shed just now (we've been having a lot of snow so I'm not surprised). I got them in the garage at least and started checking for chaos icons, but I'm not sure I recognize the poor little guy coloring? He's mostly yellow with black and white checkerboards on the pauldrons?
Gotta try and get the lil guy cleaned up and fed, he seems young or underweight or something.
Our mechanic rolled a NATURAL 100 to rizz the Minotaur in our Warhammer TTRPG and now the poor doofus is smitten. What started as a throwaway psychopath to harass the Lamenter is now a member of the crew with a backstory and a neurodivergency
How it started vs How its Going
He gets younger every time I draw him
Not gonna finish this, but here's another Argus
Rip Argus he's disabled now
Captain Dastan Athanasios, another Minotaurs OC! He’s Argus’ father figure and will eventually learn how to be a Good Dad(TM)
Chaptermaster Asterion Moloc cast a sideways glance at him, chin raised and snowy white hair playing across his forehead. The Chaptermaster was handsome in the way of a Fenrisian winter: quiet as wind, pale as ice and cold as a steel razor. He had a strong nose and a soft mouth, with proud cheekbones and eyes the color of molten metal. Long white eyelashes, thick hair and an utter lack of scarring on his face leant him the aspect of a sculpture of some ancient warrior god. For an Astartes, he had a liquid, feline grace underneath his genetically enhanced muscle. There was a predatory air about him, as if he could see right through whatever was in front of him to the meat underneath. He was Apocalypse, the rider's white horse.
Chapter serfs orbited around him, painting the air with incense smoke and applying scented oils to the Chaptermaster's pale skin. His body, wrapped in slabs of granite-hard muscle where his limbs weren’t overtaken by cybernetics, was scarred as deeply as the rest of his brothers, and the patchwork quilt of augmetic implants warped his skin like wet paper. Only his face was smooth, and the aspect was nothing short of frightening for its beauty.
-O-
What if Moloc had pretty lips
Argus comes out to his mentor! He's so brave, the Minotaurs are notoriously hostile to heterosexual orientation. Hopefully the High Lords will pass some new legislation and create some safer spaces for them....
(Augmetic eyes/Necrosis Scar transplant version of Argus)