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Curious question! First, I really love all of your arts! Bless your magnificent artist soul for quenching my thirst for you arts! Second, have you ever thought of copying and paste the characters you make on Character.ai to *ahem ahem* Spicychat.ai?

Thank you kindly 🥰 and no I have not thought about that in awhile actually lol! I’ve already made bots using this app/site right here!

I’m pretty comfortable with what I’m using right now and don’t got any plans to use any other sites. I might start back on making bots but no clue where to pick off on. Already did Nokka, Xavier, and Icha 👀

(just a reminder that you’ll need to Dm me for any links and have an age indicator of 18+ in your bio)

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Yo! How do you make your yanderes soo HOT?! And appealing?! 🧡💜🩶

Awe shucks! It’s not I who makes them appealing but rather you guys. I just lay out how pathetic/intense they can be when being absolute simps for you guys XD.

That’s all there is to it.

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[Imagine A yandere toon! being obsessed with its Co-creator]

Yandere toon! Who’s been growing up with you from the moment the both of you were born. Your father was the said creator of the cartoon called Toonforce Go! Primarily dedicated to you since you had a hand in giving him inspiration to make the series. Ultimately, it’s launch on social media platforms attracted big named companies to endorse the production of said project. And air it live from different respectable channels for kids, teens, and adults to look at.

Your father was blind to how you were always having interactive conversations with the cartoon boy upon the tv screen. Neinov was such a lively and energetic character. Up to no good, always beckoning you to come into his world and have miscellaneous adventures with him. He’s your self-proclaimed partner in crime. Your childhood days were spent stepping in between parallel worlds from fiction to reality with his guidance.

But as you grew older, the less time you spent with him. It appears that your father scolded you to cease your nonsensical chatter about entering his world. Telling you that the connection between you two were only superficial. Essentially banning you from ever from watching the toons episodes.

At your absence the your goofball grew oddly ooc, Neinov’s lighthearted jokes coming off a bit demented. His previous displays of innocent mischievous acts, were now presently considered gruesome even in cartoon standards.

Causing the rating to be changed to only teens and up. In some choice episodes there was bits of errors and strange markings. Of what seems to be a missing poster flashing on the screen for only a brief second.

In some of the frames, the toon was even asking his viewers where his partner in crime could be. Breaking the fourth wall bringing up how much he missed his other half. And if he should cross over some gap to save them from the monster who took them away from him.

Everyone thought it was some kind of Easter egg, or a new character yet to be introduced. Theories were running rampant online. Wondering who exactly the pixelated figure of the missing poster. The lovable toon was looking for could be.

Little did they know that missing half was you in the real world.

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Crazy how Xavier uses blue yet is actually red

He’s actually a ginger lol

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I'VE BEEN BRAIN ROTTING ABOUT THIS SO HARDDD but like... any of your ocs reactions to their s/o dying??? or like, getting ill with a disease that can't be cured. ( rivius and uhm any other of your boys?? kinda curious how nokka would react to wifey dying before him ) your ocs have been in my mind for MONTHS now ever since i found your blog and i've been visiting your blog for more than twice a day, it's so bad. also, I'm sorry if I broke any of your rules when it comes to requesting something...

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[The Archdevil reaction to your death]

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“No, no, no! This is all rubbish! The formula needs one last piece! That’s all it’d take to finally fix them!”

Rivius snarled, the devil was holed up in his laboratory. Completely closed off from the outside world, obsessing over perfecting the perfect formula. A formula that could cheat death in its raw essence.

Your life was taken far too soon, an untraceable contamination latched onto you. Before you could make it to his laboratory to get throughly quarantined. The mad scientist was running on empty, blackened eyes with his pupils glowing red with pure devastation. His tears slowly dripped like magma, burning holes into his scattered diagrams and blueprints.

In his manic episode he chopped off his hair, the long mane. That was his only boost of self esteem to show that he actually belonged in his lineage off giants despite his inferior size. Because of his failure for not being able to defy that damnable improbability from wrongfully taking you away from him.

The Archdevil ran his body haggard like a machine running only on steam, while lamenting over his resentment for fate. He despised how many people threw that detestable word around. As if that was a justifiable reason to accept that your death was meant to be. It was complete bullshit, utterly incomprehensible!

If there was enough time he could’ve cured you. He knew he could’ve saved his dearest attendant. At this point he’ll throw away any sense of morality and go off the deep end. It didn’t matter what he needed to do in order to complete his newest creation. Sure, it may cause calamity and wars between other worlds/nations just because of its god defying existence. But you were worth everything and more.

Stepping towards your encapsulated within in a cyro pod he crafted from scratch. He pressed a hand against the glass a promise escaping from his lips. An almost unrecognizable voice from him misuse full of vulnerability.

“Attendant, I never said you could quit being my assistant. Don’t you know that our contract has no end date? I won’t allow you to rot away. Your rightful place is by my side.”

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A/n: you’re fine! I’m still in the middle of revising my rules! Also thanks for dropping by XD! As for Nokka let’s just say there’s gonna be a rampaging dragon on the loose. 👀

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What if Yujin found out his darling was a singer and did a cover song of 'Unhealthy Obsession' with some random guy?

Yandere Hacker: “Oooh lookey what we have here~ Awe my bae is so obsessed with me hehe! Couldn’t resist this charm and made a muse outta of me—Wait a damn minute”

[The Lynx hybrid now registering another voice in tandem with yours. His furry ears twitching as he blinked at the other singer. Taking the song into context and putting two and two together. Before He flexed his fingers, guzzling down his horrid mix of hot sauce chocolate. Looking like he was about to ruin somebody’s career.]

Kitten Darling: “Wow I didn’t expect this to blow up so fast… Um dude sorry in advance”

[Kitten Darling who saw an anonymous video posted by Havkdeeznuts exposing the poor music collaborator by sharing embarrassing photos/footage in 4K of them sharting themselves in middle school]

Collaborator: “huh? What do you mean by that? Isn’t the video blowing up a good thing?”

Kitten Darling: [Sighing and patting his shoulder] “You might wanna lay low for awhile champ. Just take a break from the internet and uh go on a camping trip”

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miki....your a shark right? can I just om nom on your tail absentmindedly? i bet its rubbery...

Miki: “Are you hungry? If that’s the case, then hold on a second. Your feeble human teeth, can’t break through my skin”

[The shark hybrid laughed, patting your head with his webbed hands. Before he hugs his own tail and bites off a piece of it. His gilled neck flaring as he leans over towards you to drop the flesh. From his sharp teeth straight into your open palms like an obedient guppy.]

Miki: “There ya go! It’s highly nutritious, so you’d be fine after eating that. It makes the hunger panes go away.”

[Work wifey looking down at the flesh that seems to still be moving in their hand. Like it got a life of its own.]

Work wifey: “What the fuck, how do you even know that?!—WILL IT GROW BACK??“

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DJX for Jericho 👀 his outfit is such a tease 😫 I can see his chest but not his abs? So unfair!

MDNI NSFW/ Angels are supposed to be demure lmao that’s why his abs is concealed 🤧

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Whenever he goes to rob you of your rent money. The angel takes a moment to take a plethora of selfies in his ski mask crouched down next to you. Posing as if y’all were doing a cutesy couple date. In a way, it was somewhat of a date to him since he developed a routine of mugging you. As a hobby of his whenever he was down in the dump, missing you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He’s methodical in his strokes, being the peeping Tom he is. His bony hips would stutter seeing you changing out your clothes, inappropriately using his minds eyes. So you could be his prized fap material, the Angel’s gritting his teeth. Beating his meat, imagining how horrified you’d be. At seeing a disgusting loser like him getting off to your figure. With a raspy choked sigh he’d cum with a disparaging smile on his chapped lips.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

His got a slender bony build, doesn’t really eat much not that he needs to. Since angels are nourished through those they decide to become the guardians. The problem is that he’s yet to be assigned one 👀

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OMG, OMG, I'm really excited about the NSFW alphabet, like, too much can I have C, K, D and V for my pretty boy Uriel please? with a cherry on top 🥹🙏

MDNI NSFW ALPHABET I’ll only do three as stated in the rules 👀

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

This incubus’s cum is thick like heavy cream and carries some special properties. Thanks to his lineage his baby batter can be considered as a addictive delicacy since it’s laced with asphrodiasic. It tastes faintly like cherries, specifically designed to keep an incubus’s victim hooked solely on them.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

—> Kink Jar

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Uriel isn’t the type to be very loud, he’s reserved when it comes to intimacy. Especially since he’d only want you to hear the pleasured sounds a mix of whimpers, groans, and trills. He’d make when you’re the sole cause of it. But if you push his buttons he’d gladly give zero fucks about letting the whole neighborhood know just how much you two love each other.

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I NEED MOREE CONTENT OF ICHA THE CULT LEADER FROM THE SPIN-OFFS 😭

he's just so adorable and cute and all hwjcjai 🥺🥺💕💕

if it's okay to ask, can i ask for more nsfw content for him?? he's just so adorable!! (icha favoritism?)

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Yandere Cultleader x Desperate gn reader!

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Synopsis: All you wanted was a chance to be loved well look no further than your local Cultleader Icha who’s grown desperate himself. From playing docile with you all this time. (Continuation off a previous ask I already did. Might drop a part two for altar smut👀 1.6k words)

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Cw:MDNI suggestive! religious themes/gore/cult activity/manipulation/gaslighting/coercion/slight mention of murder/obessive/possessive tendencies/unhealthy behavior/ Icha being delusional.

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“Ευλογημένος Έρως της αγάπης, του πόθου και του πόθου. Ξέρετε ότι η επιθυμία μου υπερβαίνει κατά πολύ εκείνη του μέσου ανθρώπου.”

The Cultleader chanted, in greek of which he learned to fully connect with his patron god. On his knees hands clasped in a prayer position as he was desperate to have you in his clutches.

“Είσαι μάρτυρας, αφοσίωσή μου, Ξέρεις πόσο καιρό έχω περάσει τόσο καιρό με αυτή την τρυφερή αγάπη στην καρδιά μου. Με σιγοκαίει!”

After spending so much time restraining himself. Acting like a docile gentleman for his darling, but seeing no progress. He was barely hanging on a thread from kidnapping you and holding you hostage in his room.

“Κύριε Έρως! Σας παρακαλώ να ακούσετε τις παρακλήσεις μου. “

The young Prophet was so needy for you that he did manifestation spells. Hoping his delusions of you magically appearing in his lap from his earnest summonings. Would come true so he could love on you like the precious babe you are.

“Δώσε μου καθοδήγηση! Ρίξε μου ένα καταραμένο κόκαλο, και θα σου δώσω ένα μπροστινό κάθισμα για το πώς θα αφήσω την επιθυμία μου για την αγάπη μου να με καταναλώσει.“

Since the day he met you he diligently prayed to his patron god Eros. For deliverance from the friend zone you unknowingly placed him in. Whilst holding a doll of you that he made from scratch using the fabric of your used underwear that he’d stolen for religious purposes.

However, his moment of praying were disturbed, hearing the repetitive knocking at his secluded altar. Within the catacombs of an abandoned cellar. Icha bristled donning his cloak with the symbolic rose markings upon his mask.

Icha’s temper was getting the best of him, as he scowled. Prepared to rip the follower a new one for interrupting his needless begging. Blowing out the incense he let Eros know of his departure. Before getting up and marching towards the door.

Though, taking his anger management lessons to heart. He did the box technique and collected himself. He is supposed to be a dignified sect leader after all.

“Devotee, you realize what you’re doing is a violation correct? As I’ve said before do not interrupt me in the middle of worship unless it’s an urgent matter.“ Icha, said in a stern tone masked with veiled frustration.

The Devotee bowed their head apologetically in response, “My apologies! Esteemed prophet, this matter is of urgency! One has come seeking for the revelations of lord Eros”

“I see, I suppose that’s arguable justification to overlook your offense. Lead the way devotee.”

The Cultleader relented begrudgingly following the grunt to the entrance of my underground lair of worship. The fanatic couldn’t possibly turn a blind eye for new worshippers. All the more to get into the good graces of the god of love and desire. With news of a new member to join their cause of finding eternal love. Only to find that the said new follower of Eros was you. The one he’s been craving all this time.

With unparalleled speed Icha shoved the grunt out of the way making haste to you. Panting like a dog in sheer excitement at how lord Eros had answered his prayers and brought his love to him. He’d be sure to show his gratitude to repay such a blessing.

“A-AHEM! Lord Eros has told me all about you! In fact your a-arrival was long overdue. And for the record Lord Eros has already b-blessed us to be soultied! T-tonight actually right at the altar!”

Icha was too excited, and just spilled his evident yearning for you to see. You of course were surprised but at the same time desperate for some type of connection. Which driven you to seek out the cult of Eros, in hopes of finding the one for you.

“R-really Eros was expecting me? And we’re to get a soultie? Is that supposed to be some sort of indoctrination ritual?”

You stammered taken aback by the Cultleader’s statement. Icha’s heterochromatic ringed eyes dilated at you in an unhinged manner. Seeing how cute you were playing dumb he stepped closer. His gloved hand coming to rest on your chin as he lifted your head up to giving a wide deranged smile.

“Of course not, the soultie ritual is sacred! Only privy to you and me. You see, you’re special! The fact that you’re here proves that Lord Eros finds us to be a match made in heaven.”

The prophet declared, letting his hand fall from your face caressing your arms and taking your hands into his. The grip was tight as Icha ushered you further into the underground space.

Passing by cloaked devotees and heading towards the restricted sacrificial room. Displaying a pristine alter where a small statue of Eros lay over watching it. Depictions of Cupids were carved into the walls. While hundreds of scented candles, surrounded the perimeter. As offerings such as roses and grapes.

“Well first things first before we can get to the good part, Lord Eros requires a s-sacrifice.”

Icha continued leading you towards a pedestal where a large ceremonial knife rested. Picking it up in his digits. The blade was sharp and clean. Perfect for the sacrifice he had in mind. To pay his god Eros tribute for such a joyous occasion.

“To fully accept you into his flock as his priestess. And take your place my second in command! You’d need to heed these simple r-rules.”

With a mere clap of his hands two upper ranked Devotes came dragging in a person whose identity was covered by the burlap sac over their head. Labeled heretic.

“Firstly, you’re not allowed to leave. The moment you stepped into his domain you’re considered as his Devotee. Any indication of betrayal/neglect in your duties towards Lord Eros results in immediate dismissal.”

Waving a hand he turned away the Devotees who bowed their heads and stalked away. After leaving behind the muffled hostage wringing around in their restraints. Begging to be released.

“Secondly, Y-you will pledge your complete and utter loyalty to me. Since I’m the Prophet of Eros you must promise to obey and listen to my commands.”

Not even batting a glance at the already bloodied heretic writhing in pain within the sanctity. Icha suddenly placed his arms at the stone altar on either side of you. Leaving you pinned against his cloaked body. Now pressed into yours as he cornered you against the stone with no escape.

“The rules are easy enough to follow right? So let’s have our first crime of passion and send this traitor off together!”

The Cultleader’s voice trembled in pure elation, spinning you around so that he was snug against your behind. His palms steadily guiding your own to point the ornamental knife at the captured Heretic. Who was crying for forgiveness though it was muffled by the sac upon their head.

“Wait you seriously don’t actually mean to kill them right? Is this some kind of joke—“

Your hands were shaking completely at a loss for words. Were you truly going to go through with this initiation process which was basically first degree murder?

“This is just a minor step that has to be done in order for us to finally be bounded together.” Icha interjected, his almond eyes narrowing as he used his other hand to tilt your head back so he could peer down at you.

“You’ve been lonely right?” The Cultleader whispered into your ear, his soothing voice echoing in your mind. Almost as if he was trying to brainwash you like he did the rest. “Searching for someone to care for you, console you, love you. Isn’t that the reason why you came here in the first place?”

“That’s true, I did c-come here for that but I didn’t know I’d have to do this. This is wrong, it isn’t what I wanted—“ You said already having a near panic attack, seeing how the heretic was already missing their hands. The stumps were poorly wrapped.

“Lord Eros and I have been eyeing you for a long time. We’ve seen your attempts at trying to find love on your own. And look at where it’s gotten you, nowhere.” The Prophet hissed, a bit frustrated from your acts of denial. You flinched at his harsh tone recalling how it was just the plain truth of the matter.

Icha chilled himself, seeing that you too realized that obvious fact. after all he was the one to blame for your lackluster love life. Since a smug smile tugging on his lips from the memories of how he successfully hexed every potential suitor to suffer from scrutinizing symptoms the moment you entered their sights.

“But here is your golden chance to get that love you need and deserve! With lord Eros’s help we were finally reunited! To become one as preordained” Icha said in a matter a fact tone, he buried his face to your exposed neck taking in a deep whiff. Sighing in pure pleasure of finally having you in his grasp.

“I’m all yours, and you’re all mine. I can give you whatever you need. I’ll make sure you’re never left aching” The shaking in your body slowly quelled to a stop. Your brain registering his honeyed words, god you were so desperate to even consider this. Icha noticed you relaxing and merely smiled pressing chaste kisses down your neck savoring the taste of your flesh.

“Don’t you see? You’re already the reason for the life I breathe everyday. You’re my soulmate! We just need to make it official!”

You barely even knew this guy who was promising you eternal happiness. But you didn’t really care at this point you just wanted to be loved. You gripped the knife tightly tears welling up from your eyes as you came to a stop at the crumpled figure of the Heretic. Icha lovingly caressing you and talking you through your nerves like a lullaby.

“All you need to do is take the leap of faith with me... I’ll be with you no matter where you lead.”

In the center of the room lies Eros statue. Eyes glowing a faint light. An untraceable wisp of laughter filling Icha’s ears. As The corner of its lips quirked into an unnoticeable smirk of amusement.

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will you do more parts for pyroks story?

Planning on it. As well as any other story parts I’ll make in the future.

However, I won’t write the sequel or any other continuations unless it’s at least got 500 notes. (30-50 reblogs)

Exhibit A- Quio the dilf part 1✨ (which got a pt2 already)

Exhibit B

Soma the Zombie (which also got a part 2)

(Also for those who be commenting/rebloging I love you all, y’all are my crutches for when I got the motivation to write more content! 🥰)

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Uriel baby I made you pasta! (I can't cook I mixed sugar with salt)

(temothy behind me looking super mad because I haven't pay attention to him for a while)

Uriel- “Ah thank you Dreamie! This is very sweet? I mean very sweet of you eheh…”

[ The Valentine prince chuckles nervously. Eyeing the pasta warily but is determined to eat it regardless of how much you suck at cooking. He’d even eat poison as long as you do it with him though. Since he’s a romantic at heart and would think about how y'all would be the ultimate Romeo and Juliet pairing.]

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Also don’t worry bout Temothy he’s got many other bosses checking in on him so he’s not lonely lol.

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can pyrok talk or his just.... staring..

He can talk, but he prefers being nonverbal and expressing himself with his masks/actions. Plus he likes to stare at you, especially since he doesn’t need to blink.

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can we see pyroks full form plzzzzzz!

I’m afraid, that won’t be coming out anytime soon 👀

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Woohooo 🥳

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Okay so since no one is gonna say I am are all the Valentine's siblings fully related??? Like I know that the mom looks young so was she js being a freak to everyone 👀🤨

I am not hating like hell nah I love ur characters js curious 🤔

You’re fine lol! They’re not all directly related, some got different mothers and fathers 👀

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I am shorter then Rivius (idk I wanted to show up)

I’m also shorter than him too, we stan shorties over here lmao!