#BECAUSE OF ONE FUCKIG THING

[goose-24-7]

mfs will really say a character is autismcoded bc theyre introverted and cant read social cues well (which probably has more to do with them being a shadow creature than anything) or get excited easily and really like something (news flash: you dont need to be neurodivergent to have a special interest)

bonus points if you can identify the two characters im talking about in this post, no looking at the tags!!

[thalassous]

more people gotta see enjolras as that one vine thats like. "hmhmhm. you were wrong! <:)"

(goddess braids enj from the-march-hair because lord thats so smart)

[trainingdummyrabbit]

gnawing at th walls thingking about roland

[crazysodomite]

ive become so bad at sketching and composition that im considering busting out blender and just make it there and paint over it 😦

[sick-as-a-dog]

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[squid--inc]

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[bookclubforghosts]

Tired of being a cantankerous and melancholic guy. I wish choosing kindness and positivity would come easier to me. Everyday I work at it and it feels like customer service and it makes me very tired but I will persist and someday it will be natural.

[dark-night-hero]

Imagine when Michael Kaiser realizes things a little far too late.

Imagine Kaiser wondering when did you started to be so cold? The thing is, you treated him the same as every, it something felt so wrong, so odd. When did you started looking at him like that? "Meine liebe? What's wrong?" He asked as he embrace you from behind and loooking up from the book on your hand, "Nothing." You smile at him, a smile that send shiver down his spine.

Imagine everything was the same as it was before, but he felt like something within you has changed, precisely the way you looks at him was far for different than before. It was so cold and a little hard to read. But you still lean on his touches, still return his smiles, you still kiss him on the lips whenever he would go out and come back from practice. Is he just over thinking?

Imagine it was one of those nights were he would take you to a five star restaurant for a meal, nothing special. He just wanted to take you, seeing you all beautiful and dressed up was enough for him. And yet on the entire meal you never said a word, he was unsure if it was just the fact that you were just preoccupied with the meal or maybe something else. He just hoped that its the former.

"Meine liebe." Looking up from your meal, Kaiser wipe off the sauce off the side of your lips with his thumb before bringing it to his mouth to get a taste of it. Upon seeing him act shamelessly, you felt blood creeping up your face. "Kaiser!" "What?" He chuckle. Everything felt so right.

Imagine, as the two of you ace each other on your bed. As you traces his tattoo all the way from the back of his hand up to his neck, he felt a shiver down his spine as he pulled you close to him, breathing your scent. "Kaiser?" He could only humm in return as his embraces tighten. "Do you have something you want to say to me?" Thinking about it for a moment, he chuckles, not noticing the way you stiffen. But then he slight pull away from you to give you a kiss on the lips. "Ich liebe dich."

Imagine, the truth is Kaiser loves you very much. Like really, he loves you so much. A far little than he could imagine. He when he walked inside the house, the one the two of you have been living together for half a year now and saw you looking so coldly like that. He stiffen. He don't know what he did wrong, nevertheless he must apologise. But does he really doesn't know?

"Meine liebe? What's wrong?" He asked as he hold you by the shoulder when you brush off his usual kiss of a greeting. "It's been half a year." You said and he nod, you must be talking about your relationship right? "So how was it?" "Huh?" "How does it feel to play with my heart?" "Huh?" He almost sounded as a broken record as he kept saying the same thing. He was confused, what are you talking about all of a su- ah.

"What did my brother every do to you to do me like this?" You glare at him. "And even if he does im fact did you something. Does I have anything to do with it?" "Wai-" "No! You wait! I waited two months Kaiser! Two fucking months for things to come out of your damn own fucking mouth and yet I hear nothing!" His heart was painfully beating on his chest as he sees tears started rolling down your cheeks quickly wiped away by you. "So I guess it's true, this. This fuckig relationship means nothing but a damn fucking bet to you?" You looked to hurt, betrayed when you said that.

Imagine the way his mouth open and close. As much as he doesn't want to say it wasn't a bet, that he truly loves you the, that it was love at first sight the moment you walked into the field that day to talk to your damn brother. He doesn't want to sound hypocrite, because he did in fact made a bet with Ness, but it was just a damn excuse on his part so that he could be close to you.

"Scheiße" You curse and once again he flinch. "I should have listened to Noa when he said you were a damn bastard." You spoke brushing off the ever ending tears on your face. "Are you satisfied now? If you are then leave. The half year mark you made with Ness is over, you can leave." When you see him unmoving you push yourself off the counter and shove him hard on the shoulder. "I said leave! I don't want to see your face!" It hurts seeing his face like he was hurting too, like he actually love you. And you know he does, but the trust has already been broken.

Imagine the way he pull you into embrace, letting you hit him if it means venting out the pain you were feeling right now cause by none other than him. "Let go." You said and he shakes his head. "Michael Kaiser, let go." Once again he shake his head and pull you tighter on his chest. "Don't make me repeat myself Michael Kaiser before I regret loving you." "Ju-" He clear his throat as his voice cracked. "Just a minute." Then there was nothing but silence.

Imagine, if someone were to see Kaiser getting kicked out of his own penthouse, others would think it was hilarious. But the truth is that you don't have anywhere to go, Noa doesn't approve of your relationship so you have nowhere to go. And as soon as the door shut behind him, he just stood there before sitting down, leaning against the door and on the other side, he could hear the sound of your cries.

"I mean it when I said I love you, you know? Meine liebe." And as if hearing that he said, only cries can ne heard on the other side. Kaiser was the type of person who would admit his own mistakes, at least to the person he cherishes the most. So he would wait, just like how you waited for the chances he didn't take. He would until you were ready to forgive him. If you could forgive and trust him again, he would.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

[banggyu0308]

soobin getting you to suck his dick / fuckig your face right after a concert 🤭🥵🥵 its just the adrenaline and your outfit and oh my god he needs his dick in you in some way or he'll explode (bonus points if the members know what you two are doing becauss soobin is not as sneaky as he thinks he is) — 🌸

kjqwhswuiq >///< soobin who comes off of the stage still elated, the cheers echoing in his ears as he takes his in-ear out and wipes his face with a rag handed to him by a staff member, each of them congratulating him and the others on their performance, looking around, wide-eyed and grinning when he catches sight of you, all dressed up in something he knows you knew he'd like, dress's neckline low and the slight fishnet tights are so tempting, he's holding the towel a little tighter in his hands.

he can't even help it, he's dragging you to an empty room backstage, lips on your neck because you look so, so pretty, he can't help it, needs to get his dick wet TT <3 having you suck his cock on your knees so he can have such a perfect view of your pretty tits, then ripping open your tights because he's just too needy, doesn't have time to handle these things properly, and shush, he'll buy you new ones, alright? you look better without them on anyways~~

and your pretty whines when he fucks into you, he's so tempted to cover your mouth, but he doesn't want to hide them, does he? it's okay if everyone else knows, they've all heard you before, it's nothing new..~

and then soobin who pulls out to cum all over your tits and your dress neckline, making a mess of it, don't worry he'll buy you another dress too, just couldn't help it :(( kisses to your neck when he helps you to the van, he'll make love to you later to make up for it <3

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #2

What if I started putting silly thumbnail images on these posts what if that was a thing that I started to do

Anyways this week is PKNA #0.2 here we gooo- THIS POST IS REALLY LONG SO OPEN AT YOUR OWN RISK

OK so I'm running a bit of an experiment this week - which is to say that in between this week and last week's reading I bought all the English copies of PKNA that exist (there's only 6) and I know the official translations took more creative liberties than the fan translations (which from what I understand are more direct) SO I'll be reading both a physical official English copy of this chapter AND pulling up the fan translation at the same time to compare and contrast noticeable differences in dialogue. Also that's why some of the photos will be screenshots and some will just be me taking actual photos of a comic book lol.

Right off the bat the official English has Scrooge calling Donald a muttonhead which I think is the superior insult here. Also he gets fancy red text in this panel

All of Uno's text is green as well, which is a fun touch! (It's subtle on camera just trust me on this one)

snoozer male confirmed 🛌

DARN TOOTIN!!!!! See, they had to capture the American audiences by making Donald sound as much like a cowboy as possible (it's working on me so far yeehaw 🤠)

First of all, rude. Second of all, is it his aunt or his mom you need to make up your mind buddy. THIRD of all, PK calling him "king ugly" is giving "Darkwing calls Taurus Bulba 'fatboy' in Darkly Dawns the Duck because he can't think of a better comeback." YEAH WELL YOUR MOM-

I THOUGHT HE JUST CALLED HIM A CUCK

Raider has this weird laugh going on that I think is supposed to make him sound like a rooster? Either way he needs to be stopped

OK AND I GUESS ANGUS FANGUS ALSO GETS HIS OWN LAUGH ON ACCOUNT OF BEING A KIWI??? WHAT IS HAPPENING 😭THIS ISN'T FUCKING ONE PIECE (also sorry for there being a glare on like all my photos the lighting in my room is really strong ok)

Dork Avenger.... he's never going to recover from this

she knows

NO FUCKIG WAY IS THAT A REFERENCE TO DARKWING DU- also that fuckass laugh again

The fan translation references Mouseton so I guess buy the official English copy if you prefer references to Darkwing Duck over Mickey Mouse

Ok so they're definitely NOT shooting him with tranquilizers but I appreciate the effort. Y'know despite the fact that the officer is still just holding a regular gun

This is also the ONLY coloring difference I've noticed so far, which is that the bullets are now yellow instead of blue. Is that supposed to mean they're tranquilizer bullets??? Is it somehow less violent if the bullets are yellow now??? What are they, banana flavored??? Idk

What?? Nooo... Lyla is a totally normal human woman. I mean duck.

Who the fuck is Lyla Lee

Ok I guess he's Red Raider now instead of just THE Raider

I'm living for the more ~flowery~ dialogue in the official copy. HOLY HONK!

CAPTAIN CLOWNSHOE!! YOU POMPOUS WHOMP!!!

The folds of spacetime say happy pride month 💖🏳️‍🌈

SWEET FUDGYJIGGERS!!!

YOU MEAN LIKE A TIMEPHOON?!?!?!?

oh my god what if the robots kissed

I don't know if I'm gonna do the comparison thing for the upcoming 4 issues cause this took me like 2 hours to make this post lol (also I hit the image limit and had to combine a bunch of them into one). The major difference between the dialogues I noticed is that the official dialogue is a lot more flamboyant with its language (and Donald says a lot more insults). They also snuck in a few more pop culture references.

This has been an epic Live Puffy Reaction hope you enjoyed. That's all I got.

[clannfearrunt]

splatoon blog pros and cons

pros:

splatoonthoughts in one place. it's all in one place

i have a lot of old posts in my splat tag that I don't know about anymore. could be a reset

people who want splatoon will not be subject to the full spectrum of my whims on main

cons:

i worry it will sit dormant fairly frequently like my kirby blog @winged-eggers

worried i will retain habit of I Need To Polish Everything Before I Post

clean slate means clean slate - prior context for stuff like characters and such are not necessarily on there

i like subjecting everyone to the full spectrum of my whims on main because how the hell else do I play pied piper to the rest of my interests

there's also a secret option of shift @winged-eggers into a combination Kirby/Splatoon blog since my main AUs for both series has been merged and some things like base world functions are shared. this would HOPEFULLY also come with the change of "stop fuckig hiding the lore, post your damn ideas so it doesn't sit dormant for 90% of the year"

i dunno. what do the people think

[trainingdummyrabbit]

Hand over the little beasts

on it boss!! o7 this took . fuckig Forever bc i had t doodle everyone since the screencaps i have for them have like 5 pixels Total and would be Incomprehensible so <333 Behold My Beasts!!!

team control team!! they r so silly 2 me :] more abt em under th cut bc uhhhh. yknow.

- Jacob - Snow White's Apple (+Penitence) my first little guy!!! he has a very serious and to-the-point demeanor, and has a very flat inflection on... pretty much everything about himself. he's the one that most embodies his role, for lack of a better term. takes his job very seriously, and intends to do well. his attitude is very dry, but he is very genuine and earnest when it comes down to it in an odd sort of way. he's the type to say something completely off-the-wall entirely stone-faced, and will oftentimes take things said to him in a similar manner. there isnt that much that seems to be able to catch him off guard. if theres something in his way, then he will simply have to overcome it. he'll try anything once. jacob is very intent on keeping things orderly, and will enforce this with his peers if he needs to. bluntly. chaos and a lax attitude are the catalysts to things going wrong, so its as simple as minimizing the chances for this to occur. simple. despite his nagging with the rest of the team, he means no sharpness by it-- he's direct (and maybe a bit... heavy-handed,) but he simply talks to others the way he would address himself, and sees nothing wrong with it. (unfortunately, this makes him come across as rude more often than he'd like... not that hes usually aware.) because of his unexpressive exterior, its oftentimes very difficult to get a grasp on how he thinks or feels about things-- especially since he himself seems to pay it very little heed, even when he Maybe Probably Should. one of the ones most likely to work himself to death without realizing it. hes doing his best ok.

- John - Sound of a Star (+Wingbeat, Hornet) very lax and lackadaisical-- hes insistent on doing what he needs to and very little else. in fact, he makes a very big show of it; always taking his sweet time, not really showing concern for much of anything, even when things are, as they say, Kind Of Really Bad. (Jacob tends to need to prod him along more often than not.) despite this, john is actually one of the more reliable agents of the facility-- always getting things done thoroughly and efficiently with very little instance of error. truthfully, he's actually very prideful in the work that he does, and quite enjoys showing off his skills when he gets the chance. infuriatingly, he tends to respond to questioning of his abilities with a flippant "im just that good." and well... its honestly what he believes. truthfully, he has a complete aversion to genuineness of any kind-- responding to questions with snarky remarks or quips, complaining about assignments, cracking jokes in the face of catastrophe. its... honestly more of a nervous habit than an active choice. in his eyes, if he cant do anything about an issue, theres simply no reason to worry about it. and so he coasts along, completely unruffled on the surface. at first, he didnt really see what the big deal was about the facility. everyone always spoke like it was a death sentence-- but it was just kind of poking some creature or another and leaving a few times a day and that was it. so he let his attitude reflect that. but once things started climbing, he began to slowly understand just how out of his depth he was; and his demeanor... didnt change. why should it? why bother? confidence was half the battle anyway, no point in showing your weakness. honestly, he has no idea what hes doing and simply acts the part-- it just hasnt burned him yet. (not to mention, with how serious the rest of his team was... well, they could use the encouragement.) and well, if it works... who cares about what lies underneath, right? no big deal. just get good.

- Jose - Lament (+Lament) the asiyah layer's special errand boy. for a good while, he was the team's most skilled employee-- always taking care of things cross-department due to being the only one who could really cover that role. watching newbies, working with new abnos, tackling faraway ordeals... that was all on him. and he didnt mind at first, really-- he enjoyed doing good work, being relied on by his peers... but um, well, he'd love maybe a little break, once or twice, thats all... but there's always more work to do, so... he was the first to work with fotb-- certainly not the last, but definitely the most Common. he also happened to be the most Receptive to it. already he was pretty high-strung from the pressure of his responsibilities, but... it was safe to say things reached an entirely new level after that. he wasnt used to abnormalities being so reasonable, for lack of a better term, nor to be able to just... have a conversation, like that. maybe he was listening just a bit too genuinely. they dont want anyone to die. they really dont want anyone to die. but theres nothing really they can do. just keep running! just keep your head up! if anything else, just stay alive! but at this point, death really isnt the worst thing that could happen to them in a place like this. truly, the worst has already happened. there's no escaping the facility, after all. but what could he do about that? so he repeats like a mantra; just dont die. just dont die. please just dont die. he wants to do good so fucking bad. so much is on his shoulders, and he Has to carry it. its practically compulsive. he has to do it because nobody else can. nobody else should Have to. and so he fusses over just about everyone, completely unable to speak of Why it is he's suddenly so skittish-- especially because of just how busy his responsibilities keep him. he just cant stop. theres no time. every second wasted is another chance something could happen. not once, though, did he really worry about himself. the contrast was stark-- constantly running himself ragged for the sake of others, yet paying no heed to his own safety. all that mattered was carrying out his tasks... which made things difficult as the stakes kept rising, but his own capabilities did not. the people he worried about were suddenly able to do things he couldnt even imagine-- and he was struggling paces behind them. he pretends not to notice how much more of his time is spent waiting. its... how do you deal with worrying about those facing trials far beyond anything you know, and you yourself are fully unable to reach them? it was best not to worry about it. ...he was never much good at that, was he?

- Mabel - Mimicry (+Noise, Mimicry, Our Galaxy) hes just some guy. like... he just works here. kinda stands out like a sore thumb, honestly, because of how strikingly... normal he was. a little awkward but well-meaning, prone to wandering (and slacking off...) he mostly just took care of smaller tasks and issues for a while-- coming in so late comparatively, he fell pretty far behind, pretty much just working on zayin level abnormalities well past day 20 or so. more often than not, he was the only one in the control team's main room while everyone else took care of pressing tasks cross-facility, only getting to share a word or two of pleasantries before they had to run off again. he knew the work was important, but... well, everyone always looked so sullen. he could never really understand why-- and whenever he brought it up, it seemed to just sour the mood... after a while, he just stopped trying. things suddenly changed, though, when the facility got its first aleph: nothing there. and somehow, he was decided to be most fit to work with it. it was strange, to say the least, mostly taking care of things that barely seemed to acknowledge his presence and then suddenly... that. hed be lying if he said he wasnt afraid, but this was his job, and he was trusted with it. so obviously that meant they knew he could do it, right? right. things switched around very quickly. he wanted to say it wasnt a bad thing, but... it was weird, is all. going from some nobody standing alone and aimless to... tackling things that shouldnt exist, killing things with power he isnt sure is really his. a lot of things were suddenly like that, honestly. he. suddenly feels like he has to be on his best behavior. um. is this thing on? manager are you seeing this? he gets a lot quieter after that. as it turns out, hes very harsh when he doesnt mean to be. hes honest, but sometimes that honesty could hurt. hes a bit intense… everyone else was, so it kinda rubbed off on him. hes compensating for his own lack of interest in bloodshed. he wants to be respected, but it just ends up scaring people. he isnt quite sure how to stand up for himself now. he just does what hes ordered bc hes never had a choice before, so why now? he needs to figure out who he is again– the ego did quite a number on him. he kinda fucks up on interactions way more than he thinks he used to. he keeps himself small and quiet so he doesnt accidentally trample over anyone. (he doesnt like the strange looks the clerks give him now. he doesnt exactly Like his ego gear or what it does to his brain, but it keeps him safe, so... hes here to help, remember? don't be scared...) honestly, he does really yearn for kindness and gentleness. its just… hard to admit. especially to people he still subtly thinks are above him. hes not stupid. he knows abandonment when he sees it. he cant really blame them for it, but… it still hurt, yknow? he wasnt Supposed to be anything, which was insulting, but now that he Is everyone treats him so differently, and somehow thats even More insulting. hes more than just a machine yknow… but, well, if that's his job, then. whatever.

theyre basically just.... a bunch of randos who are all trying their best, got disillusioned and distant, then suddenly clung together after realizing just how fucked everything was all of a sudden. theyre all overwhelmed, but theyll be damned if they dont look out for each other. jose was team captain first, but after some shuffling, the title fell on jacob. they all seem much happier with this.

they all honestly bounce off of each other really well despite everything-- jacob keeps everyone facing the right direction, quickly and calmly guiding the team. john provides a more lighthearted energy, but also is very skilled at keeping a level head and offering clarity when the others get overwhelmed. jose and mabel both cover for everyone else, but Especially each other after their own respective... trials. despite The Horrors, theyre all honestly keeping each other together very well.

bbbbut thats only four of them right? five to a team and all. well the fifth is um, well. yknow, its. well,

(also heres everyone elses sprites from various places in th playthru bc ilove them :] yay)

[proseka-headcanons]

Hey mod Ichika I wanna hear you ramble about Ichika ships (/pos) can you talk about Ichihane, Ichirui, and/or Ichiena because these are all rare as hell

NO ONE HAS EVER ASKED ME ABOUT ICHIRUI HOLY SHIT

Ok sorry my demons

Firstly!!!

Ichihane

Ouuugh the sillies. The skrimblos.

They've interacted a fair amount of times but it'd be so cool if they did street performances together for funsies

Just playing some fun songs and Kohane dancing and them singing together... very cute

They also both have neurotic prey aninal energy but they will deck someone with no hesitation for their friends frfr rizzless girlflops

Ichirui

The fuckig parallels...

The way they were pushed away and labeled weird for one reason or another... Ichika because of how she hung out with Shiho and Honami who became the targets of bullying and Rui for his ideas and inventions... how they dealt with their isolation differently... Ichika becoming hyperfixated on Vocaloid, that being the only thing keeping her going, Rui pushing people away and doing solo shows and inventing... how they love their friends so much and would do anything to keep them from leaving again...

I think Rui would engage in some kind of shenanigans and Ichika would follow along because it's something new and interesting and maybe a bit of her more reckless side she suppressed as a kid is resurfacing and and and I think they would so totally garden together and share flowers and their meanings

Ichiena

They are AMAZING. The shuffle unit for April's fools. They are in it. They should kiss

Ena being a little hesitant to go along with Ichika's ideas because they're "odd", but finding that she has a lot of fun and feels like she belongs? Good fucking shit, I eat that up. They would share their interests together and also. Ena bringing Ichika shopping is so silly to me. Ichika dresses like me and has such bland bi loser fashion and Ena is NOT accepting that she is SPICING UP that wardrobe whether it means ripped jeans with Vocaloid patches, cropped shirts with cacti/succulent designs, etc. ENA IS ADDING FLAIR TO THAT WARDROBE

Sorry my demons

[loadedchekhovsgun]

actualy hi.i wanna talk about my cwilbur limbo interpretation (it is ripped from my source) Bahh i have this realy shitty old thign from a roleplay that was meant to be like wilbur's own skethc of it and all so forgive me if its illegible becauseliterally his handwriting is so bad his hands are so fuckig shaky fuuck bro

his limbo to me is like. it was very overstimulating. its either too loud or too quiet, too bright or too dark, too much of everything or too much of nothing it was very extreme like his ideologies or thought processes

there were trains going through every five minutes, very occasionallh stopping to pick up the shadow things because his limbo was a point of transportation he was stuck at. the world always moving on without you changing without you and you are stuck stagnant and there is nothing you can do

but the thing about being dead is that like life is even worse sensory wise. limbo fucked up his sensory issues Bad. his red glasses? mostly to combat any and all lights. he cant stand noises that remind him of the trains, or loud noises generally. caves? absolutely not he hates being underground now but like when you come back to life suddenly everything is So Fucking Much.and you suddenly realise that limbo was shockingly dull which makes him feel so conflicted because it still processes as one of the most overwhelming overstimulating times of his life but compared to Living it was so much duller sensory wise. its a lot to process

he could barely hear people through those doors bro it Sucked trying to play solitaire with tommy was miserable dear god

oh and also after he got that pack of cards literally the only way he could play was he'd check what cards they were whenever a light would pass by until he memorised the most minimal textures on the cards and now he knows the whole deck by heart !

THE DOT MATRIX. displayed everything said about him Ohh Ohh its so vile its so vile why is that a thing why would you give a man with a crippling self image the ability to see everything people say about him while he's dead its HORRIBLE.

his limbo is very important to me that shit fucked him uppp p for the long term

[lovelively]

A DREAM COME TRUE

After years and years of being a feeding and sex slave for the love of your life, the Vampire Vox Akuma, he finally decides that it's time to reward you for your dedication and loyalty...

Pairing: Vamp! Prince!Vox Akuma x Reader

TW: Blood (?) , Nasty Dirty Dungeon

Genre: Fluff, angsty Voxxy

You were laying on the floor of the nasty, dirty and cold castle cell that you have been living in for longer than you can remember. It's hard creeping a track of time down here when most of the time you are backed out or asleep because of the House lord. You loved him, oh it was impossible to measure your love for the Vampire. You were set on sacrificing your life to him. You were wanting to marry him, hell you would die for him if that was his wish. There was nothing you wouldn't do for the man, or rather Vampire, of your dreams. So when you heard the heavy footsteps approaching your "chambers" again, you were willing to do whatever it is that he wanted from you. But this time, it was different.

Instead of being greeted with the same sadistic smile and cold laught of you beloved you were greeted with a warm smile and a soft voice. It seemed as though the Vampire was in a good mood. He strode over to where you were laying, bandaged up by his glorious self after he had once again fed off of that sweet nectar like blood of yours. To him, your blood was almost like a drug. It took him to a high he had never felt before, each time he fed from you he felt like his soul had left his body and he finally felt as though his hunger was saturated for the first time in his life. But that never lasted long. After 3 days maximum he would come back for more. It was always like that. But it wasn't as if he only saw you as food, no no, he saw you as more than that. Though one would beg to differ seeing as he used you as a fleshlight once ha was done feeding. Or he multitasked, feeding from and fuckig you at the same time. After one of those "sessions" as Vox calls them you would either be passed out already once he finishes or you would pass out the moment he pulls out of you, so exhausted from the previous actions that your body couldn't hold itself up any longer and the loss of Voxs cock and hips holding you up gave your body the rest, making it collapse right then and there. Those actions weren't new to Vox or yourself yet he always made sure you would eat and drink properly after you wake up. You always found it sweet yet you didn't understand why he treated you so well. Of course you were greatfull and love the way he treats you and of course you would still hope that he would change his mind some day soon, make you his wife and have you gift him a healthy heir, one deserving of the Akuma name, one able to rule over the creatures of the darkness. But in your mind, that day was far away. His royal Highness had made it clear to you that he was looking for a challenge when he was looking for a woman. You were anything but that. You were painfully obedient, always at his command, never talking back. Of course you would like to speak your mind once in a while but the fear of loosing him was too great. You felt as if you needed him to breath, to live. Without him you would be hopeless. You have grown accustomed to the cold cell that you lovingly called your room. You have long forgotten what an actual mattress felt like, yet you didn't miss the feeling one bit. You were content with the way things were. You would dedicate your life to the man you loved. Wasn't that the job of a wife? Of course you weren't married to the Vampire that has stolen your heart, yet you felt as though he owned you, not just by property and usage but also by heart. Deep down you hoped that you were more than just food, more than just a sexslave, more than just a prisoner to him. That he loved you too, even if it was just a fraction of the love you felt for him. But you only needed 1% of your love to be reciprocated to be able to die happily. But Vox had other plans.

As the Vampire male made his way towards you, your every sense was focused on him. The sound of this steps, loud and heavy, making his presence clear to any being that was in the room at that very moment. His looks, hair falling into place perfectly as always. His suit hugging his every curve as if it was a second skin granting your eyes to be blessed by his godlike body. His Cologne, the smell filling up your nose, he smelled nice, he always did, yet you never seem to fing the right words to describe it. The smell made you feel at peace,at homes even. Everything about this man was perfect but the moment his voice ringed in your ears you felt like you were going to melt. "Why hello there, my love" his smooth, velvet voice filled your ears and made you feel as if you just heard your favorite song for the first time in ages. Then it hit you. "My love"? Vox had never called you anything like that ever since your first time in the castle. Confusion and worry was written all over your face. 'Did something happen? Did he meet someone? Is he going to dispose of me now?' your head was running hot with questions. Vox seemed to notice the distraught look on your face and quickly continued his sentence. "What is this look on your face dear? Shouldn't you be happy that I think of you highly enough to call you something more than just a pet or a slave?" You looked at him wide eyed. Had you made him angry? Or upset even? But none of those emotions were found as you looked up at the , fairly young, Prince. A gentle smile on his handsome facial features. Not as sadistic or mockingly as usual, everything seemed to be different today. He didn’t seem like the man that used you for his needs and desires he was acting like… LIKE A LOVER! ‘Am I deserving of this? What have I done to deserve such attention from my beloved?’ As if he read your mind, Vox kneeled down in front of you, his expensive trousers meeting the dirty, wet floor. “My lord! You shouldn’t kneel in front of a pathetic being like me. Pleas get up from the floor, it’s dirty and -“ you stopped mid-sentence. His calloused hand meeting your dirty cheek. You finally dared to look up at you master and were shocked to see the sad expression on his face. His usually so soft lips, always covered in your blood by the end of the night, were tugged down into a frown. His eyes that usually shine so bright were dull and starting to fill with tears. “Oh my love, what have I done to you? You used to smile so brightly at me, each and every time that I have come down here to fulfill my desires. You used to tell me you loved me, even though I always acted as though I didn’t hear it. I used to take such good care of you whenever I used your body. Now look at you! I didn’t even take the time of the day to re-wrap your bandages. What kind of man would leave his loved one in such a state?! HOW DARE I CALL YOU MINE IF I CAN'T EVEN TAKE CARE OF YOU?!" Vox grew more furious with each second. Resulting in him being close to having a mental breakdown. He wouldn't calm down, thrashing around and pulling at his hair. Blaming him for something that isn't the case: that you hated him.

You, of course, didn't. You still loved him wholeheartedly. But you felt as though he now saw you more as a worn out toy than a prized possession. But it seems as though he saw you as more than that. He stopped seeing you as an object or a slave and started seeing you as a human. A woman. HIS woman. Tears started pouring out of his golden eyes, eyes you fell in love with, the second they met yours that one fatefull night. He loved you. The steaming hot tears and his quivering lips and voice standing as your proof. A man- no - a royal, superior being like him, in love with a mere human woman like you? You weren't anything special, you were just Y/N. A person who wanted nothing more but to be wanted, needed even. It felt right when Vox told you, that he would keep you as his 'lifestock' as he called it. When his desire for your blood seemingly died down, you felt worthless again. Not needed. Unwanted...

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't realize that Vox had calmed down and was looking at your face, which wore a far off look. He took your hand in his, ripping you away from your negative thoughts. Pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles he looked up at you, his golden eyes filled with nothing but love and adoration for the human before him. "Allow me to love you, won't you beloved?" He asked, a gentle smile playing on his lips. Upon hearing those words you started tearing up. Your dream had finally come true. You earned enough of his trust for him to see you as something more than a food source. You nodded, not trusting you voice at the moment. It had finally happened. Your dream came true. The man of your dreams acknowledged your love, your loyalty, your absolute adoration for him. You were more than happy, you were ecstatic! But what you hadn't expected was for Vox to seal his promise to you with the softest kiss you had ever experienced. His lips moved on yours as light as the wings of a butterfly almost as if he was scared that if he applied just a bit more pressure he would break you. You kissed back with more force than your vampiric lover. This encouraged him to apply more pressure as well. Soon the once so innocent kiss turned into a full on make-out session. His lips left yours to move down to your neck kissing it delicately, feeling each small scar from where his fangs had pierced your skin. You could feel his fangs gliding across the sensitive skin of your neck. But all of a sudden he pulled away. Looking into your bewildered eyes he asked, his voice shaking with uncertainty "Do you want to be mine? Forever? Please my beloved, I cannot imagine a life without you. Let me hold you for the rest of eternity." Tears started building up in your eyes, happiness and love flooding all of your senses. A quiet "Yes" pressing past your lips before they were connected with his once again. "Then let me make you eternal. Let me preserve your beauty for the rest of our endless lives." Soon his fangs pierced your skin again. This time hurting more than ever. A burn spreading through your entire body. Fangs growing, skin paling. Once you were fully turned the pain stopped. You looked at Vox who was now kneeling next to your fallen Form. You hadn't even realized that you fell yet he here you were, your lovers worried yet exited eyes roaming your body for any bruises. He held you like you were made out of the finest China. Carrying your weakened Form up to his chambers, he laid you down on his king-size bed, adorned with satin sheats. The feeling was strange yet very welcome. Your sore body needing all the comfort it can get. Meanwhile Vox called in his maids to prepare a bath for you and get you clean clothes. Once the bath was ready, Vox carried you to the bathroom leaving after to give you your privacy.

The hot water felt like heaven to your sore body. Once you got out and dried yourself off you stepped back into the bedroom. There waiting for you was a meal made for a king - no a God. And next to said meal was your very own vampire lord waiting for you to finish cleaning up so that he could eat this heavenly dinner with you.

I'm so sorry that this ended to abruptly, I have no idea how i should end this!!! But, here you go ig. I hope you enjoyed this even though I took such a long time publishing it. Anyways, requests are still open, I'm open to literally any Fandom and yes @petitreve I'm still working on your twst idea <3

Love, Lively ♡

[obey-me-disaster]

The demon brothers playing windtrace

This is in honour of that one player that recognized my signature as an Obey Me reference when I was hunter. If you happen to come across this, I was that one Diluc at the Dawn Winery

Reposting this BECAUSE I JUST GOT OUT OF BEING SHADOWBANNED.

Lucifer

Hands down best hunter out of all of them. Everyone is doomed when he is hunter.

The match doesn’t last longer than 40 seconds.

The others swear he can smell their fear, it’s not even funny.

He usually plays as Zhongli. They share the same vibes so I can see him going for the old man.

I also see him using the Raiden Shogun just for the fact that she is terrifying for the others.

One the other hand, he sucks at hiding. Not the worst out of his brothers but he is still not good.

His hiding places are decent, but when running away he gets stuck on the walls a lot.

Weirdly enough he doesn’t get stuck as a hunter.

Has a tendency jumpscare his brothers by appearing out of nowhere

Mammon

Not the best at hiding as a rebel but he rarelu gets caught cause he is good at running from the hunter.

Always and I mean ALWAYS goes for the favor. Does he get it? Not always, but he always tries.

He has a hard time finding the others unless he uses the favor. He is fucking blind.

Never looks up, passes right by the others cause he didn’t bother to check some weirdly placed objects.

But once he does it’s over for the others. He gives Lucifer a run for his money with how much he scares the others when he runs after them.

He uses Childe and Itto the most. He finds them fun and they look cool. That’s his whole resoning.

I might be controversial on this one, but I see him using Diluc and Ningguang just cause they are known as the richest people in Teyvat.

He gets too cocky towards the end of the match if the think he is winning and will start bragging about how he is the best…that often leads to him losing.

Leviathan

TRY HARD. He takes it way to seriously as both a hunter and a rebel. He fucking screams when he loses.

He has past experience because windtrace is bassicaly prop hunt, and genshin isn’t the only game with that sort of thing.

He has strategies for every map for every situations. Where to run, where to hide, where to take cover. Where to check for hidden rebels.

He choses his character depending on the map and what others chose since he wants to be ‘lore accurate’, in his words.

He tries to only play as tall characters when he is hunter because they are better when chasing the rebels, but sometimes being more 'lore accurate’ matters more.

Gives a whole speech on how he will for his fallen team mates every time he is the sole survivor.

He is annoying to catch as a rebel because he always goes for the high places only to jump and use invisibility so the hunter loses sight of him…and then goes and climb a high place again.

He gets so annoying if he wins. He treats it like it was only natural for him to win.

Satan

Takes it pretty seriously. Nowhere near Levi’s level tho.

He tries to hide how seriously he takes it bacause it’s just a game, but everyone can feel how annoyed he gets as the game goes on.

Tries to match the characters with the backround of the map. The map is green? Tighnari, Xiao, Collei are used.

He think it will help him blend better with the map so the hunter will have a harder time seeing him.

If there is a map where he can’t use that strategy, he tries to use a taller character. His go to was Zhongliat first…until he saw that Zhongli was Lucifer’s go to.

He tried using Lisa because she is a librarian…until he started to climb walls and heard her. He ends up settling on Xiao

Levi refuses to tell him that a lot of people see Xiao as Zhongli’s son.

He is pretty avarage as a hunter. He is pretty observant, and he actually looks up to see if people are hinding in trees and stuff. His problem is that he sometimes gets so caught up in difficult hinding spots that he ignores the more obvious ones and he feels so fuckig stupid when he realises his mistake.

He has well thought out hiding spots, but they are pretty hard to come out of, so if the hunter sees him he has a hard time getting away from them.

Asmodeus

He picks whatever character he thinks is the best looking. He usually picks Kaeya, Lisa, Miko and Ayato.

He keeps running into walls as both hunter and rebel.

He somehow always has the luck to hide near where the favor spawns. It drives the others insane becase he just moves a bit and the favor is his.

He gets distracted by his devilgram account a lot when he is rebel and stays hidden in his spot for too long. Because of that he often gets jumpscared by his brothers when they go to catch him.

Tries to talk his way out of getting captured but it never works.

When he first started to play he refused to transform into objects cause in his words 'His characters are too pretty for that’

To his credit, he learned how to survive without a disguise pretty well, so he doesn’t rely on it too much.

He loses track of his brothers pretty fast when he is hunter which frustrates him to no end. His luck with being where the favor spawns is his saving grace when he is hunter.

Beelzebub

Scarily observant as a hunter. He sees the smallest movement his brothers make and goes after them in the same second.

Plays as either Xianling, Razor or Itto. He likes Xiangling because she is a cook, Razor because he cares about his family and Itto…well because he is Itto.

As a rebel he has a tendency to hide in the most obvious places possible and in a way it works a lot of the time. Due to how obvious that spot is, his brothers tend to go right past him.

He tries to distract the hunter if they are chasing after Belphie.

When he is rebel and sits in his hiding spot for too long he gets hungry and starts eating. Because of that he doesn’t have enough time to run.

He has the worst luck when it comes to getting the favor. It always spawns in the oposite side of the map from where he is.

Despite not getting the favor he still wins a fair amount of times. He always catches the person that took the favor first too.

Because of that his brothers became hesitant to go take the favor.

Belphie is spared 100% of the time. He never goes after him as hunter.

Belphegor

Little shit. Is the most annoying rebel to catch ever. He goes to the places that are the hardest to reach only to dissapear before the hunter gets there.

He is smart and lazy so he often finds the places that require the least amount of effort to get in and run away from.

He is pretty good at getting into hard to reach spots, so an easy hiding place for him to get in, is hell for a hunter to reach.

Fell a few times asleep while playing because the hunter never found him.

He sometimes lets himself be caught by Lucifer only to place beacons right in front of him so his vision gets limited.

Never goes after Beel when he is hunter.

Pretty lazy as a hunter ngl. He tries to chase after rebels as little as possible unless it’s Lucifer. He relies on shortcuts and on confusing the rebels in order to catch them.

Really good at guessing if an object from the map is an actual object or a player in disguise, it’s like a sixth sense to him.