#swordfight!

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Swordfight!

Choose your fighter

Who'd win?

Choose your fighter / who would win?

I choose Benton Fraser and he'll win

I choose Benton Fraser but he'll lose

I choose Ray Kowalski and he'll win

I choose Ray Kowalski and he'll lose

They'll just end up admiring each other's swords and surrender

They swordfight until their legs give out

Voting ended onFeb 22, 2025

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Volume 49 Suigetsus

[xx-deathwalker-xx]

Hunter

Fantasy family au

Featuring @x-crosslate @r1pwitch and @emile-hides

The King stared down the figure, unsheathing his sword and directing it at the cloaked intruder as deep violet eyes glowered back at him, the figure swiftly unsheathing a curved scimitar of their own.

“Ohhhhh your majesty, your greatness, your excellency. Please please please can I take them? They’re the most perfect subject!” The mad doctor excitedly rambled out, practically drooling at the opportunity to cut apart a living human. “It’s been so long since I’ve experimented on a human you know! Ph please please please PLEASE can I take this one?!”

“It depends on what he tells us.” The King spoke. “Who are you, and why are you intruding on my castle?”

“Honestly this is one hell of a dump, deer boy.” The intruder said before they came charging at the King, swords clashing together loudly as the King parried perfectly. “Huh, you fight better than I thought you would.”

“I can kill you just as well!” The King retorted, returning with his own charging slash.

Metal on metal the two fought, foot and hoof swirling together in perfect synchronization as the two waltzed to the dance of the blade. Every dodge, slash and lunge was perfectly met in a graceful manner that the doctor almost forgot the two were fighting as he cheered on his champion King with excitement. A hoof ducked and swept underneath the intruder, knocking them unsteady and allowing a chance for the King to push the intruder onto their back as the royal pressed the tip of his blade to the throat of his attacker.

“It seems that I have won.” The King smirked triumphantly, edging the blade closer to the neck of the attacker, their hood now blown off to reveal startlingly snow white hair. “Now tell me who you are or my friend here will have a new plaything to tear apart, he’s very eager.”

“Cross!” Moss suddenly yelled from their doorway, having opened it to the racket of clashing blades. “Oh look what you’ve done this time! This is why you shouldn’t challenge everyone with a blade on sight!” The witch sighed as he pushed the King’s blade away and helped the stranger to their feet. “I am so sorry your highness. This is Cross, they are my significant other. They come to visit me when they aren’t out adventuring and hunting demons.”

“I see. Apologies then Cross, I had assumed you were here to do me or my doctor harm.” The King said as he sheathed his sword, the doctor beside him sighing in a frustrated huff as he let them be, mumbling about not having any test subjects as he left.

“Whatever.” Cross shrugged. “Good fight is all I really care about.”

“Right, then I assume you wouldn’t mind aiding us in war?” The King offered, hoping to find an easy alliance in such a powerful intruder.

“Can I kill shit?” Cross asked without hesitation.

“Well, yes, that’s kind of what war is-“

“Then no problem short stack. Just lemme do what I do best.”

The King fumed internally at the blatant disrespect he had been shown, but could do nothing to protest it as it seemed to merely be the hunter’s nature.

[xx-deathwalker-xx]

Last night I had a dream where I was at a convention in the apocalypse where only nerds and geeks had survived and there was this nerd kid named Carson who wore a cape and me and my little sister had survived and were at this convention and he tried to kill her for recources or something (I think she didnt know the name of a character this guy was a hardcore gatekeeper) and so he took out a sword and I took out my sword and we had an epic swordfight and I protected my sister.