#quintus

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Leandros

I love him so fucking much

I really do blame space marine two

tw: some smut

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thank you to @bispecsual for helping me brainstorm for this as half of this is her help with her lovely brain worms

thanks to @squishyowl for the ultramarine borders

And special thanks to @kumratart for their recent pictures of Chaplain Quintus to actually to get me to write about Leandros he has been hunting me for so fucking long

There was a Chaplain named Quintus of the noble second company of the Ultramarines... who had fallen in love with a serf under his care. He had so desperately wished that she was the one actively and eagerly seducing him so that he could reject her advances and dismiss any temptations that she offered him. But no it was not like that she simply existed. She existed for many many years in service to maintaining the second company chapel. A rare honor for mortals in this sacred space for only Astartes.

She helped craft the ornate candles that burned during his sermons and other special days, having an eye for detail that he lacked and delicate hands for delicate work. She was far too friendly and smiled too much at his brothers when they came to seek his help. The feelings that flaired in his chest whenever he would watch her talk with his brothers, parroting his sermons, smiling at them... the nasty possessive feelings in his chest when he would find them knelt before her with their head in her lap as she offered them comfort in such a painfully human way.

Though there was a panic he held when he had caught Lieutenant Titus having her attention and all she said of her interaction with him was, He's good hearted but sad... I hope he feels better soon. He was her shadow in a way she either she did not say anything about it or was oblivious to his presence with her. Having watched her pray time and time again with a simple metal Aquila and feeling jealous of the metal when she would bring it to her lips to kiss as she prays. Oh those ravenous thoughts of his that rush through his mind of wishing to know what her lips feel like against the metal... would she whisper such devoted words to him? In his deepest most fevered thoughts he wonders if her lips are as soft as they look, curled around holy words and warming the frigid gold of her rosary. Pressing such words against his own lips and reverent, supplicant kisses to his skin.

"Chaplain Quintus I've finished the tasks assigned to me. Is there anything more you need of me?" She says tilting her head with a smile on her lips that from this angle were unobscured by her hood and she was smiling at him. She smiled at everyone he reminded himself but he treasured those smiles greedily. 

"No." Please stay with me longer... he so desperately wanted to say... but instead what came out was, "Do you wish to pray together?" 

He swears he could see her eyes light up and once more that smile of hers... "Yes. I would like that my lord." 

It would have to do for now...

Her voice fluttered like a soft sigh compared to his passioned sermons... but he knew how she was with him. She hung on each word. Her hands clench tightly together as she was as caught up in her fervent passions that he could incite into his brothers... how her eyes glittered under her hood as she watched. But here with just the two of them her voice was not drowned out by the calls of his brothers.

He touches her without speaking untying the rosary around her hip. The panic jump of her heart as her hands shake with forcing herself to remain clasped together and to not question the good chaplain. He pulls out something he had been working on for her and wraps it around her hip instead. Her Rosary and the Aquila on her person was lacking in his eyes... he opens her hands, silently wishing that he could feel the flesh of her hands against his as he placed the hand carved aquiline eagle into her hands as its talons clutched the ultramarine omega. She deserved to be draped in the symbols of the chapter.

The gasp that leaves her lips as she runs her fingers over the eagle's breast, all carved by his own hands. "My lord Quintus... it's beautiful."

"It is far more befitting of your station as my personal serf and the Prioress of this chapel to have this." He swallows the lump in his throat as he pulls off his helm, placing it on the stone in front of them. She had adverted her gaze, to respect his station as Chaplain. He gently moved her chin up to have her gaze at him, "You may call me Leandros when we are alone..."

He savored the way she spoke his name. Of course she would say his name he was the chaplain and her master. But... How she said it sighing with a smile as she prayed for his protection because that's how often he heard her say it... No he did not lurk outside of the prioress' room near the chapel... He certainly could not hear the wet churning and the way his lip curled back as he ran his tongue over the top of his mouth tasting the air... He certainly did not hear her whimper out his old name in a climax.

His eyes did not dilate when she opened the door... he was done with this ritual of listening to her reach that completion moaning his name. Swapping between Quintus and Leandros... he was tired of returning to his room and pleasuring that sinful flesh of his until it hurt.

He did not purposfully cause her such bodily betrayal by doing things that she subconsciously enjoyed... the way his voice would dip lower with her... his hands, though armored, would brush away phantom candle ash or fix the 'skewed' rosary on her hip. Though tonight was a blessed night as she had tripped and his hand shot out wrapping around her waist, his armored thumb resting under her breasts and the rest of his hand splayed out over her stomach. He pulled her back to him asking if she was alright... and she was quite flustered.

She looks up at him opening the door as she tries to remain calm in her post climax haze as her legs feel weak and her robes disheveled.

"My lord what do you need?"

"I heard my name." Leandros speaks wearing robes and a cloth covering over his face.

She pales before clearing her throat, "I can assure you Lord Quintus that I had not said your name and when I had it was during prayer."

She was ill prepared for him to rush into her room and close her door, "You cried out Leandros. And I can smell the stench of sex upon you."

She shook afraid of what was going to happen as she stuttered and tried to explain, he did not want that and simply pulled her into a kiss as their hands quickly pulled and tugged at their robes leaving bare flesh against flesh.

His hips stopped with a shutter as his seed sputtered into her warm opening. She panted clearly tired from their bodily union. She gently moved him out going to collect something to clean the both of them with. Leaving Leandros to another internal panic… what had he done? He caved to the temptations of the flesh and while he felt better no longer feeling that gnawing craving… he had dragged her into this. He had sullied her with his wanton longings… he had overstepped the bounds in being her master and her being his charge to partake in the mortal decadence. "Do you wish for me to clean you my Lord?" She asked but there was such a difference as she said my Lord it was in that tone she took when instructing him during the copulation. His eyes focused on the bruising that would be hidden under her tunic as she walked with a slight limp and yet her mouth still curved into a smile.

"Yes." He said as she offered him some water placing his mouth on the rim of the cup where hers had been once again feeling as if he was pressing his tongue against her mouth again. He could feel the damp cloth against his cock as she cleaned him.

"I suppose this was a one time thing that you needed?" She asks.

He is silent for awhile... "I am unsure." There was nothing in the Codex Astartes about this and this was not the clear degeneracy of Slaaneshi corruption... he was certain that if it was he would want more of it so why did he feel shame.

"Master Leandros?" His eyes darted to her now concerned face, "Are you alright?"

And for the first time in a long time… he was honest with himself, "No… no I don't think I am." And he melted into her embrace as her fingers moved over the top of his head brushing his short hair as she tried in her very human way to soothe him.

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Sorted caps from Season 1 of Fallout.

Ella Purnell - Lucy MacLean

Aaron Moten - Maximus

Walton Goggins - Ghoul / Cooper Howard

Frances Turner - Barb Howard

Kyle MacLachlan - Hank MacLean

Leer Leary - Davey

Leslie Uggams - Betty Pearson

Annabel O'Hagan - Stephanie Harper

Dave Register - Chet

Rodrigo Luzzi - Reg McPhee

Johnny Pemberton - Thaddeus

Zach Cherry - Woody Thomas

Sarita Choudhury - Lee Moldaver

Michael Cristofer - Elder Cleric Quintus

Xelia Mendes-Jones - Dane

Teagan Meredith - Janey Howard

Michael Esper - Bud Askins

Matt Berry - Mr. Handy

Jon Daly - Snake Oil Salesman

Dale Dickey - Ma June

Cherien Dabis - Birdie

Chris Parnell - Benjamin

Michael Emerson - Siggi Wilzig

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Kudos to the Fallout tv series for it's uncompromising portrayal of the Brotherhood. I think it's my favorite aspect of the television series.

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Quintus in his Pretorian Armor in Gladiator 4k

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La Mauvaise Auberge 2025 [x]

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What the Actor AU Folks did for New Years

Starscream

- got white girl wasted

- tried to fight everyone

- got knocked out with one punch by Megatronus

- carried to bed by Bee

B-127

- didn't drink bc pregnant, but doesn't really drink much anyways so that's no problem

- constantly stressed by Starscream's drunk ass

- carried Starscream to bed

- went to bed with him, turned on his dampeners bc firework sounds bother him, too loud

D-16

- did a keg stand

- took a while to get drunk bc he has a high tolerance

- was giggling a ton once drunk, he is a giggly drunk

- had his New Year's kiss with Orion, which got sloppy quickly

- ended up getting in on with Orion in the bedroom

Orion

- got drunk quickly bc he has a low tolerance

- total party animal, broke a few things, swung from the chandelier

- had his New Year's kiss with D-16

- got it on with him in the bedroom later

Elita

- had a drinking contest with Airachnid and won

- got super flirty with Airachnid after

- may have kissed her

Airachnid

- had a drinking contest with Elita and lost

- was a giggly blushing mess when Elita started flirting with her

- may have kissed her

Sentinel

- got white girl wasted

- finally confessed his feelings to Aethos

- kissed her

- then proceeded to act like a giant bird until he passed out

Soundwave

- was dj for the party

- drank a little but not much

- made sure to give Ravage dampeners so the fireworks wouldn't be a problem

- scolded Rumble and Frenzy for playing with firecrackers

Shockwave

- mixed drinks for everyone, master mixologist

- gave Rumble and Frenzy the firecrackers, trusted them to not hurt themselves

- got yelled at later by Soundwave for giving Rumble and Frenzy firecrackers

Darkwing

- did a keg stand

- ended up throwing up after drinking too much

- is the kind of drunk that cries a lot, so he basically cried until he passed out

Megatronus

- drank a ton without getting drunk, just a little buzzed

- arm wrestled Zeta and won every time

- recorded as much of the party as he could

Prima

- didn't drink at all

- cheered Megatronus on when he arm wrestled Zeta

- gave him lots of kisses as a reward for winning

Zeta

- got so mad when he kept losing to Megatronus

- broke the pool table in his anger

- promptly felt bad and paid for the broken pool table

- spent the rest of the night drinking away his regrets

Alpha Trion

- didn't drink

- took like a million pictures with an old school camera

- added them to a scrapbook

- drew on Micronus's face after he passed out

Micronus

- drank way too much

- laughed his aft off until he passed out

- didn't even stir when his face was drawn on

Liege Maximo

- started causing chaos once drunk

- lit a large bonfire in the backyard

- danced around it like a maniac

Onyx

- hid in the corner until he was drunk enough to tolerate people

- ended up joining Liege Maximo in the crazy bonfire dance

- half of his dancing was basically bird mating dances

Vector

- once he got drunk, he started talking like a medieval knight

- Basically started larping with Amalgamous

- was overdramatic in his pretend death

Amalgamous

- also started talking like a medieval knight once drunk

- larped with Vector

- roared in victory after 'killing' Vector

Nexus

- 'so anyways, I started blasting'

- Basically shot several blasts into the air once the ball dropped

- Accidentally hit Solus

- Got knocked out by Solus

Solus

- kept bragging about his tolerance

- did multiple keg stands

- promptly bashed Nexus's head upon getting hit by a blast from him

Quintus

- just watched everyone from the corner

- will be using half the shit that happened as blackmail later

Alchemist

- mixed drinks with Shockwave

- nearly blew up the bar when mixing too aggressively

[oh-no-another-idea]

Unusual associations tag

The wonderful @willtheweaver tagged me here -- thank you!! I'm going to do Quintus the Necromancer here today...

Seasoning - Black pepper

Weather - A cool and clear dark night where the stars are bright but there's no moonlight

Color - Black and purple

Sky - Gray and bright

Magic power - Animation, healing, regeneration

Plant - Poisonous hemlock, or ivy

Weapon - Large wealth of knowledge, large sword

Social media - Thank goodness he doesn't know what that is

Candy - Candied nuts

Fear - Irrelevancy, failure, loneliness

Method of long distance travel - Foot/ship

Art style - Charcoal sketches

Stationary - Worn parchment

Celestial body - The Ursa Major constellation

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