Not many are foolish enough to fight monsters on their own turf, but Sherry’s impatience and stubbornness draws her to the Coasts of the Shadow Isle without a second thought. Her and a Small crew of Noxian and Bilgewater Sailors patrol the seas, not content with letting the Harrowing push back the civilized world every year. Though Yordles tend not to get along with Noxians, and even less so people of Bilgewater; Sherry is compelled forward by an insatiable lust to tempt fate, pushing forward against an endless wave of darkness. Despite all of this, though, Sherry somehow finds time to joke amidst her constant war on the Shadow Isles.
Some time at this work has refined her weapons for the work. An arbalest loaded with a harpoon and connected by cable, and a pair of enchanted machetes are the tools of this Yordle’s trade.
This is my contribution for @grab-my-boner‘s 1k Writing Challenge. The song I chose was U + Ur Hand by P!nk.
This ties in with my fic “Through The Valley”, but can be read as a stand-alone. Obviously, Lilly and the wives except for Sherry and Amber are OCs. The events of this little story take place between Chapters 6 and 7.
Category: Shameless smut! And some angst I suppose?
Word Count: 2027
Warnings: Negan being a HUGE dick / Negan having a huge dick, heh / Negan’s filthy mouth / Smut (Oral with a sprinkle of objectophilia) / Mention of BDSM themes
The door to the empty penthouse swung open and Negan waltzed in with his wives following, albeit less enthusiastically. He made a mental note of the clothes, books and dishes cluttering the room before he was swarmed by hands, tits and various other body parts, dutifully rubbing against him and he braced himself for what was coming. Sure enough, the five women started bombarding him with a stream of “What did you get us, Negan?” and several variations thereof and it took all of his mental strength not to roll his eyes and just flee into his room.
“A whole lot of food, water and warm clothes that are going to benefit ALL of Sanctuary.”
Another Bendy OC. His name is Sherry, after the drink. He’s drunk pretty much all the time and lives to cause disruption and inconvenience. He is half Leprechaun and Half elf, so he’s just the size of a regular person.
In the first drawing his face didn’t really match the Bendy style so I modified it in the second one.