Sworn to the Sword

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SWORN TO THE SWORD shipping meme It's textbook, really. Or, more accurately, parchment, because you've either found yourself or always been in a time (it doesn't necessarily have to be medieval) where swords - and possibly sorcery - are the weapons and the mindset of the day; at the very least, the rough and tumble attitude that comes with a knife's edge permeates the land. And you know how to wield a weapon, be it a blade, your own body, or something else entirely, so you've put it to good use. You've become a sworn sword to protect someone. It could be out of the goodness of your heart, out of heritage, or stemmed from a desire for compensation or power. No matter what the cause, however, one fact remains the same, and that's how you cannot let emotions cloud your judgment. Of course, that may be a little easier said than done. When you're so close to a person, in order to keep them safe, and when you put your very life on the line... ...ah, but you must persevere. Your duty does not allow you to falter. Comment with your character, role, and preferences. I forgot to mention, feel free to AU. Reply to others. Thread.

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Connor | Detroit: Become Human

[increaseinstability]

[ the sword/(im)personal weapon. ota castmates as well as cross-canon, since this will prob be a bit of an au regardless. would prefer gen/~forbidden friendship~ between the sword and whoever he’s been created to protect. not opposed to ship if it’s very slow burn & evolves naturally. would love to start earlier on with pre-deviant/machine Connor and evolve from there. ]

Sandalphon. | Granblue Fantasy. ( OTA )

[primarchials]

( He's bitter but he will protect you with his life. m/m only if shipping happens but just know this guy will be your guardian angel for life. )

Russia | Nyotalia | ota

[rossiya_matushka]

[ The protected. While Anya can very easily take care of herself, she would be more of an authority figure; she is diplomatic, but also has no problem dealing with the unpleasantries of being in charge no matter what the cost. Whoever vowed to protect her would be very well taken care of for their service and loyalty. So long as they didn’t cross her. ]

Misaki | original character | OTA

[wanderhabit]

[Maybe some cute AU where Misaki's a prince or something. Either way, he's a human sized moth-type faerie and is the protected. He has a bit of a crude personality, though. Also voicetesting. If you don't mind that his icons are still in the 13-15 age range (I plan on remedying that at some point in the form of an alt account,) I am totally fine with aging him up!]

Victorique de Blois | GOSICK

[reconstructschaos]

[She is a noble Grey Wolf a captive princess and you are a humble servant, of course! (Or perhaps an enemy, seeking to claim her powers for your own kingdom? Whatever the case!)

Fetch her sweets and get tangled up in a mystery for her to solve, for she is deathly bored of this tower. She's also not above a daring escape from the king's clutches, without the excuse of being let out on a proverbial leash for sleuthing and honing her skills.]

Matt Murdock l Marvel Cinematic Universe l ota

[blind_devil]

[Matt is a man of deep faith who might just have actual angels at his back. Have fun with that.]

[nexttarget]

Clint is watching from the rooftop, he sees the attack coming from behind the man wielding the sword.

He takes the shot it going through what he suspects is a demon's heart... or hopes it's where the heart is as he takes on the one coming from the front.

He takes aim at the other one eyes narrowing, head tilting to the side he takes aim with his bow again and fires twice arrows going through the knees making the man ... creature... not quite human thing drop to his knees. Before scaling down the building.

[blind_devil]

Matt sends up a quiet prayer of thanks as he senses the demon behind him go down. He doesn't know who his savior is, but he always trusts that God will provide his Knight with the help he needs. He pivoted and sliced down relieving the demon of it's head before pivoting back to attack the creature he'd been fighting before. The Sword of Faith glowed as he fought senses extended in all directions.

[nexttarget]

Clint climbs down the side the building and notches another arrow, and his dog Lucky comes out from behind a dumpster and barks at the demon.

He smirks as a shudder runs through the creature. "Don't kill me." He says to Clint.

"Not really up to me."

"I'll do anything, just get that thing out of here..." He says gesturing toward Lucky.

Clint's eyes light up, "Anything?" He laughs a little, he hates this part of himself. "I accept." He says shaking his head.

The demon starts swearing under his breath.

"Sorry my hearing aids aren't turned up.... what was that, Oh I know what I want... Give him the coin."

[blind_devil]

Matt feels a shiver go down his spine when he hears the dog bark. His senses are picking up something strange but he isn't sure what. His ability to see only extends to what God provides and it isn't much. He feels the demons he's fighting back off and he follows his senses down the fire escape sword in a resting position at his side. He lands softly on the ground soundlessly a tall thin man with red hair dressed in jeans and a solid colored t-shirt. A bamboo cane is held in his other hand his blue eyes looking above anyone else in the alley rather than at them.

"I'm not interrupting anything am I," he asks his voice quiet but firm.

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"I get bored sometimes..." Clint shrugs... "He said he'd do anything." the archer smiles easily. "So he has to give you the coin like I asked... or bad things will happen."

[blind_devil]

Well this was an interesting turn. Matt calmly holds his hand out for the coin and is quietly pleased when the demon hands it over. He pulls a leather pouch out of his pocket and tucks the coin inside then puts the pouch back in his pocket. "You and yours may go," he tells the demon firmly, "but if you attempt to spread the coins again I will not show mercy again." He senses the demons flee and he turns to his helper and smiles. "Thank you for your assistance," he says as he slides the sword back into it's cane sheath and rests against it.

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"Could have still killed him, I'm the one he made the deal with," Clint says. "Would have been a little fucked up though." He lets out a slow breath and Lucky trots up and Clint ruffles his fur.

"No prob, I try to keep that shit out of Brooklyn."

[blind_devil]

Matt nods. "I believe that not even the Fallen are without hope," he replies, "I've known some who have turned back to the light and given up their coins." He might have been the one to ease them in that direction. though he would never admit it. "I'm Matt by the way. I grew up not far from here in Hell's Kitchen before I took up the sword."

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"I'm Clint, I didn't grow up here but it's been home for a while now." He says easily slinging his bow over his shoulder. "You like Pizza?"

[blind_devil]

Matt's stomach growled and he nodded. "I like any sort of food," he says never one to turn down a meal when it is offered. He shifts the cane in his hand so that it is extended in front of him and he moves forward sweeping it from side to side. "What's good in the city these days?"

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"Toto's has the best pizza in Brooklyn," Clint says easily walking with the man Lucky trotting alongside them. "They also let Lucky eat there with me, so it's even better."

[blind_devil]

"It's good to know there are still good people in the city," Matt replied easily, "though I haven't lived here since I was in my early twenties when I got the Call." It hadn't been easy life but Matt knew he was doing good and following the will of God.

[nexttarget]

"The call? You mean when you picked up the glowy sword." he snorts a little. "I wouldn't call me people, half people maybe, kind of?" He says shrugging as he makes his way down the street.

[blind_devil]

"Most of us just consider taking up a sword a call from God himself," Matt said, "and people are people no matter where they hail from."

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"You sure god's a dude, or even has a gender?" Clint asks sounding a little amused, "Or that there is even only one?" He goes on, "I mean there is a lot of stuff out there..." He pulls open the door to the pizza place, and Lucky trots in like he owns the place, the person behind the counter tosses the dog a treat, and Clint a couple of menus.

[blind_devil]

"I feel things in my heart," Matt answers, "the Call is different for everyone and believe you me I didn't pick up the sword right away. Why would God, whoever they are choose a blind man with his own plans. But then the sword helped me do some real good and I realized I couldn't deny what they wanted from me."

[nexttarget]

"Because being blind doesn't make you any less." Clint says, "I'm pretty fucking deaf, and I was still chosen for... what I was chosen for, or by who chose me..." He shrugs. "Want me to read you the menu?"

[blind_devil]

Matt takes the menu running his hands over it. "I'm fine....my senses are enhanced which makes it easier to see with what senses I do have. Thank you for offering though," he smiles at Clint. "So do you mind me asking what half of you is what or is that a bit touchy?"

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"Wyldfae." He says ripping off a bit of bread and dipping it in the oil on the table. "It's why when he said he'd do anything not to die, he had to give you the coin... he made a deal with me." He says popping the bread into his mouth. "Can't go back on a deal with a Fae, it can get ugly. "Wanna split a pizza?"

[blind_devil]

Matt nods. "Indeed," he agrees, "and yes....thin crust with meat lovers and olives if you don't mind. Add whatever other toppings you want I'm not super picky. You can't be when someone else is at the wheel."

[nexttarget]

"Olives are gross, everything else sounds good, though." He says smiling, he orders a thin crust meat lovers, with extra bacon and sundried tomatoes, along with an order of garlic bread bites.

"You're allowed to be a little picky... and you're still at your own wheel."

[blind_devil]

Matt smiles. "Being a Knight of the Cross doesn't exactly pay much. I have a law firm in Chicago I work for when I'm not Called. I work with the supernatural elements because even they need a lawyer from time to time."

[nexttarget]

"Ah so you aren't based in New York... my loss than because your cute." Clint chuckles taking a sip of his soda.

[blind_devil]

Matt laughs softly. "Make it worth my while and I might stay for a while."

[nexttarget]

Clint tenses, "Careful how you say things, I am part fae..." He says honestly. But he relaxes and a smile comes across his face. "What would make it worth your while, good knight?" He asks putting his chin in his hand as the pizza is put on the table.

[blind_devil]

"The pizza is a good start," Matt replied, "and then maybe a tour of Hell's Kitchen. It's been a while since I've been home...might be nice to see if anything has changed."

[nexttarget]

"The kitchen hasn't changed much," Clint says giving Lucky a slice of pizza and taking a sip of his soda. "The crime is the same, lots of building going on..." He says picking a bit of pepperoni off his pizza and popping it into his mouth.