#I was even considering getting a pet leech at one point

[blorboindulgence]

There's not much Gonta content out there but I like to think about him and bugs sometimes.

"Would Shuichi like to hold Turnip?" "Eh!? Is that a leech!? Isn't it going to drink my blood if I hold it?" "Oh, don't worry! Leeches eat one time a month! Gonta fed Turnip few days ago!" "You fed it... your blood?" "Yes! Leeches need little blood and Gonta has a lot. It is no problem! Leeches like Turnip are very clean and do not give infections more than regular cuts do. Leeches even make blood flow more with their venom, isn't that cool Shuichi?" "...yeah Gonta, that's pretty interesting." "So Shuichu want to hold Turnip?" "Absolutely not... but I appreciate the offer."

"Gonta saw Kirumi's uniform has webs on it, does Kirumi like spiders?" "Ah, I actually do find spiders to be somewhat charming. I know it seems counterintuitive for a maid to like such a creature that creates webs I have to clean up, but they put such dedication into weaving their intricate homes and keeping the population of other bugs down." "Gonta happy to find someone who also like spiders, most people hate spiders." "Yes, I try to move them outside whenever I find one to avoid killing them."

"OH MY GOD, THAT CENTIPEDE IS HUGE!" "No Kokichi! It not centipede, it is giant millepede!" "Does it really matter? Keep it away from me, I don't want it to bite me or something!" "It matter a lot! Centipedes mostly eat other bugs while millipedes eat greens, it not able to bite you." "Eh, really? You know it's not very gentlemanlike to lie, don't you Gonta?" "Gonta promise not lying! Most it can harm people is squirting substance that may irritate skin in self defense." "Interesting, it's still creepy though."

[bones4thecats]

Hi hi hello! It's me 🧑‍🧑‍🧒 again, hehe. Your writing always sparks joy! And I have a new idea for a request (^w^)

Could I request Ace, Deuce, and Floyd with a reader who often patches them up or straightens out their hair/clothes for them whenever they get into some sort of mischief or fight? Like, they clean wounds and uses plasters or bandages with cute designs or fix crooked ties or collars. It's their way of showing affection (like a little cleaner shrimp haha)

I hope you have a wonderful day! Remember to stay hydrated (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

When Their S/O Straightens Them Out

Characters: Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, and Floyd Leech Requester: 👪Anon A/N: This is honestly so cute! By the way, like in my other Twisted Wonderland pieces, the reader is not considered to be MC (or Yuu Sei and I have dubbed him in my au) ⚠️ Spoilers/Trigger Warnings for: Book 1 Chapters 24-28 and Book 3 Chapters 33-39 (not fully-centered - just mentioned) and Mentions of speaking lewdly, fighting, injuries from fights, and physical assault leading to almost-permanent damage ⚠️

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»»———————————-　 Ace Trappola 　———————————-««

🪅 Ace has always had a big issue when it comes to relationships. It is literally canon that he had a girlfriend in middle school and when he lost interest he ghosted her till they broke up

🪅 But, when he finally met you, the first year began to seemingly become more mellow around you. Well, he was still a little rascal to others, but he loved to just sneak behind you a spook you instead of dunking buckets full of water on you

🪅 And he was the same until another Heartslabyul student began to get a little close to you. And by close, I mean by stating his care for you loudly during practices, oblivious to the fact that your boyfriend was a mere few feet away from him

🪅 Let's just say the jealousy bubbled over and he threw a basketball at his face, sending the other into anger. And to sum it up, you and the teachers were beyond pissed

"I mean what were you thinking?! You could've gotten suspended, and if you think Riddle would get super angry about a missing tart imagine a suspension!"

🪅 Ace sat there as you began to re-wrap his injuries from the fight, and seeing the fairly deep cuts and scrapes reminded you of when you helped the rest of your dorm and the magicless human and his pet cat against Riddle's overblot

🪅 He watched carefully and pretty much ignored your scoldings in favor of seeing your face flush slightly in anger and contort as you spoke. Ace may not seem like it, but he does love to observe you caring for him. Some would call that slightly creepy, but you found it flattering, he paid you more attention than his homework

🪅 You began to put the bandages away with the cleaning materials when you felt two arms hug you from behind and a man's chin lay on the top of your head

"Thank ya', lovely."

"Anything for the Ace of my Heart."

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♠️ Despite what he wants, Deuce does still have his delinquent urges inside of him. He is severely protective over you to the point where others would think that he was forcing you in the relationship. Thankfully you know better

♠️ He loves to see you happy, even if it means others make you that. But Deuce can tell what someone is really thinking. He spent quite a bit of his childhood around people who hid their true emotions, heck, he was even one of those people!

♠️ So, seeing this random Pomefiore student come up to you constantly and act as if he just wanted friendship, but in reality he was just trying to woo you over. Wanting you to leave Deuce for himself

♠️ Deuce was getting angrier by the day, so it was bound for his anger to finally take over and cause him to act out

♠️ All it took was hearing the other man speak awfully gross things of you in the changing room after Track and Field practice. And he took the first hit

♠️ Next thing he knew you were fixing him up and trying to heal around the collar that came from Riddle earlier that day. The housewarden had found out about the disagreement and yelled his signature spell's name, making you sigh in annoyance

"Dearest, I understand that you love me. But you shouldn't have put yourself through that kind of action, Great Seven knows if he were to press assault charges onto you!"

"Y/N... I'm sorry. I've tried so hard to be the perfect straight-A student for you, my mother, and grandmother and then hearing that- that bastard talk about you that way just made me snap. Y'know?"

♠️ You smiled gently as you laid the extra materials aside and held your boyfriend's face to look at you. You rested your forehead onto his as he sighed and hugged you back

"I love you so much, Deuce. Just the idea of you being minorly hurt, nonetheless severely hurts."

"Understood. I'll try to be a bit better, okay?" Deuce asked, his smile enlarging as you nodded and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you so much for loving me, Y/N."

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🎭 When you first met Floyd during your first years at Night Raven College, you knew that you would feel sorry for his future one and only. Little did you know that you were that one and only

🎭 Everyone understood the memo when Floyd was around. Do not speak ill of him or someone he was close to, it would only result in the sadistic eel-mer to pop up and practically squeeze you until you had a permanent dent in your ribs

🎭 Unfortunately for a new Octavinelle first year, he viewed the rumors as dumb. He was obviously acting this way to gain attention in that way, there was no way that a puny-looking eel-mer was stronger than the gorgeous and powerful betta-mer that he was!

🎭 Over the passing couple weeks, you have been hiding every interaction close to flirting away from the Octavinelle trio, knowing that either Azul and Jade would tell Floyd in a heartbeat

🎭 But, again, sadly for that new student, Floyd was walking around instead of being on his shift -due to finding it boring- and found the male taking his hair, which was flipped onto one side, and attempting to use dark-red and white colors to attract you. And that was not just going to pass by Floyd like nothing

"Y/N! Who is this you're talkin' too? A new friend?"

🎭 The sharp row of Floyd's teeth poking out from his smile didn't even spook the other male. And when he tried to lay a hand on you, Floyd snapped and began to twist the other male's arm to the point it was on the bridge of breaking. He just smiled as you laid a hand on his shoulder and asked him to put the guy's arm down

🎭 He did and watched with amusement as the other being began to run away in pure fear, gripping his arm as the pain echoed. You just groaned and adjust Floyd's jacket and look over his hands for any kind of scrape from work or being an idiot

🎭 Floyd smiled with wonder in his eyes as you cleaned him up like a little shrimp. Kind of like the magicless guy from Ramshackle!

"Y/N~ Would you ever leave me for that little baby fish?~"

"No. Why, you jealous?"

"Psh! Please. I know that I'm better than all those other bottom feeders."

[ryuichirou]

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Today we talk about Idia ships again + the Leech parents (there is a sketch down there) + some other random stuff!

Anonymous asked:

i found out that one of my favorite western artists has a partner whose art i also like. that makes them the third english speaking artist couple that i can count on for my favorite cesty ships (two shroudcest and the other is of another fandoms' ships), and that includes you two on the list :D i just think it's funny and cute enough to share

Ohh, that’s so cool and adorable! I love artistic duos hehehehe.

Thank you for telling us, Anon! I’m happy that we are on your list ❤️

Anonymous asked:

Do you like reading or hearing about other folks OCs?

I do, but unfortunately I don’t have time, energy or mental capacity to do it these days. There are a lot of people waiting for me to reply at this point and I feel bad enough for making them wait…

Whenever I draw commissions though, I like it when a person talks about the character a little bit. It helps me to get a better feeling of what the character is like as I draw them.

Anonymous asked:

So you have who Idia would be the happiest with…now who would he be the worst off with? Also who would he have the most toxic relationship with and why?

Hmm, let’s just say that any ship that we have with Idia has some potential to become toxic at some point. Especially considering the fact that we kind of love toxic ships lol Ortho/Idia is toxic in a way: aside for obvious reasons, they have codependency, and them being together would enable Idia to never poke his nose out of his shell. But even if this situation ends up being a huge mess and dynamic becomes completely unhealthy, I can’t imagine Idia being miserable or unhappy in any way: Ortho is his everything.

Speaking of shells, Azul/Idia also has a lot of toxic potential, and this is really the point of our Marriage AU with these two. They work well together, and they would have happy moments, they could even end up being an almost healthy couple if they work through their issues (and both of them got plenty), but it requires a lot of dedication, empathy and being able to compromise, and they kind of lack some of these things. Communication also matters – Azul doesn’t want to show his vulnerable side and doesn’t even register some of his own emotions, and Idia doesn’t want to burden himself with helping Azul through this either. So it’s very possible for Idia to realise that he is very unhappy with Azul after some time… well, we talked about it a lot in replies about Idia escaping Azul’s “golden cage” in the AU. It could also take a very dark turn, because Azul is capable of doing scary things when he is hurt, and he is very jealous, petty and vindictive.

Can’t say much about Lilia, because as we established it wouldn’t be much of a relationship, but all the time they would spend together would probably be a happy time for Lilia and Idia; the only thing that sours this experience and makes it a horrible memory is the fact that it would end at some point.

The Tweels would probably be an easy answer for this question lol But then again, they wouldn’t really date… but realistically, Idia is the worst off with them. They’re just playing with Idia, even if they genuinely like him. Even if they’re obsessed with him and want to keep him by their side forever, he is still more of a pet than a partner, and that’s kind of toxic lol

I guess Sebek is also an option, but if they miraculously end up having an affair, it would probably end pretty soon :( It would be a very fast yet toxic storm of emotions lol

Speaking of Sebek…

Anonymous asked:

I notice that in several different posts that Sebek never really sees Idia as an equal rather as someone who should feel lucky that he even has Sebek’s attention for any amount of time. On the flip side, though, I also noticed that Sebek also gets jealous (such as in the Evil Exes post and the reply where he caught Lilia and Idia doing it). Is this a purely possessive thing where he thinks that Idia has no business being with anyone else because reasons, does he genuinely have feelings for him, or does it just hurt his feelings in a general sort of way? What are they, really, in their own minds?

Hehehe SEBEIDE MY LOVELIESSSS thank you for sending an ask about them, Anon! I’m happy to talk about them. And that you saw the Evil Exes post, which means you’re from ko-fi. Thank you for supporting us <3

Sebek is very confused: it’s probably a mix of everything that you’ve described. He doesn’t like Idia because he irritates him and makes him mad in record times with just one little provocation or snarky remark. Idia goes against everything that Sebek believes in, therefore in his mind they are… what exactly? Sebek can’t really pinpoint it, and he probably won’t even want to do so. Even if they have sex several times, Sebek flip-flops between “this is a huge mistake, why would I do it” and “I’m blessing your pathetic self with my glory and you should be thankful”. This is the level of Sebek’s own understanding.

In actuality, he does enjoy the intimacy; he does get thrilled when Idia provokes him. Maybe it’s due to the fact that Idia is just so wrong on so many levels in Sebek’s mind, but he is drawn to him. He wants to fix him, to break his cynical mind into understanding that he is wrong and Sebek is right. But Sebek only gets more mocking, which means no closure, which means the obsession grows stronger.

Is he jealous? Yeah, on a very childish level. He doesn’t like Idia, but he enjoys whatever they have, so he feels possessive. It also feels super wrong to him that people like Lilia would treat Idia any better than he deserves to be treated.

But also Sebek probably wants to be special to Idia. The fact that he spent all this energy screaming his truths into Idia’s snarky face and breaking his body into obedience and yet that ended up meaning absolutely nothing is very painful for his poor soul lol He desperately wants him to say “thank you, Sebek, for explaining to me how the world works”.

As for Idia… he absolutely tries not to think about it and to keep Sebek’s role in his life to a minimum. Even if they were to have sex, Idia probably puts the responsibility completely on Sebek, because it’s always him who initiates things. It’s not Idia’s fault that Sebek’s head is so far up his own ass that he doesn’t understand that he is just horny, and that Idia just happens to be an easy target because he is helpless against this beast. And yes, it doesn’t matter that Idia enjoys it too!

That being said, I think over time, if their relationship continued, Sebek would become calmer and would get used to Idia’s behaviour, at least on some level. He’d still get provoked by him, but he’d become more aware about it and even catch Idia’s intentions from time to time. After Idia’s next even worse remark he’d snap again lol But I do believe that despite this insurmountable obstacle Sebek can develop genuine feelings for Idia and they can get an actual working relationship, Sebek just needs more experience interacting with various people and becoming more open-minded, like Lilia wants him to be.

Anonymous asked:

headcanon that no one asked for, but I kind of love the idea that Idia has a thing for the reliable businessman type. Like, he may say that it doesn't matter who his internet friends are in real life, but he has still unconsciously built this image of Crimson Muscle as a serious older man with a job and a family, and sometimes he gets pretty worried about it. "He always takes the lead with no hesitation, does he have some important executive job irl? Wait, is he married? Agh, what am I saying, that's not something I should be worrying about... I'm his gaming buddy, not some kind of "other woman"! Oh, but he definitely has kids, hasn't he? Oh sevens... what if they are my age? If he finds out would he start treating me like I'm just a brat?". He can't decide if he likes the idea of a steamy romance with an older man (pull yourself together Idia, that'd never happen), or if he is just scared of losing one of his closest friends

I don’t even have much to add, Anon, you nailed it. I absolutely agree that this is the case for Idia. I don’t know why he is so drawn to this image of the older reliable businessman type man who is so experienced and so mature and serious and probably has his own life and family (and yet finds time to hang out with him!)… but he absolutely is. That silly boy.

Anonymous asked:

Do you think Mrs. Rosehearts would look exactly like Madam Red if she ever gets fully revealed?

Good question, both of them are doctors too, aren’t they?

I think Madam Red is too stylish for Mrs. Rosehearts, if that makes sense?? She is one bold woman, and Mrs. Rosehearts strikes me as someone who prefers very old-fashioned kind of look.

Victorian era Madam Red would somehow look more modern than Mrs. Rosehearts lol I also think she doesn’t wear lipstick.

Anonymous asked:

Hey Ryuichi, you probably heard of the Leech Mob theory. Apparently, it's hinted a few times that their parents are in the Mob. So i was wondering how do you picture their parents? As in personally and Appearance?

I enjoy reading how every fan pictures different versions of the Leech parents. I feel like Floyd is more like his dad, while Jade is more like his mom.

( Also, apparently, they have a grandma, too))

Yeah, it’s a pretty obvious thing! We really like that the Octa-boys have this yakuza/mafia motif, and the fact that whenever they talk about their family, it’s always kinda….ehhh... 😳 God how much I hope we’ll get to see their parents! AND THEIR GRANDMA TOO!

I made a rough sketch of how I picture them, but just like with the Ace’s brother sketch from the other day, the designs aren’t 100% concrete yet and we might change some stuff about them. Well, this time this isn’t even much of a design, just silhouettes lol But I think it’s still pretty easy to tell the overall vibe. The dad is freakishly massive and intimidating; the mom is very elegant but dangerous nonetheless.

Also, based on how they look, I guess I agree that Floyd is more like their dad and Jade is more like their mom lol

When it comes to their personalities, I think Papa Leech has this wild, scary and sadistic side that made him a legend in his own way, and he is chaotic in some ways, but he is also very disciplined and makes sure that everyone knows their place. He’s your typical mafia boss, the one which makes an entire room get silent as soon as he just walks in there. He is also a bit calmer now that he used to be + has a bit of a… silly? Side? He gets very into movies when he watches them, he talks to characters, yells at them, sobs when a dog dies, all this stuff. Sometimes he is a fun dad (although his idea of “fun” is sometimes scary), but he is the one who disciplines Jade and Floyd the most.

And Mama Leech is a huge worrywart, but only with her kids. With them she is dramatic and fussy, a bit overprotective, but it’s also not 100% obvious if she is genuinely worried about them or just completely messes with them. She kind of likes embarrassing her boys lol She is also a master of emotional manipulation and is much scarier and more powerful than she actually looks. She also prefers to make it seems like she is just a sweet obedient wife, but Papa Leech married her because of how deadly she actually is.

(don’t mind how sketchy the sketch is, it was a quick one)

[whump-queen]

Kane & Raiza Ep 1 Part 3: A New Game

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Content: sadistic choice, torture, shock collars, blood, violence, vampire whump, begging, degradation, pet whump, broken whumpee, muzzles, conditioning/training, cruel/sadistic whumper, tooth whump mention;  Words: 1.3k

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"I have a new deal for you, pet.”

Raiza smiled down at Kane, still trussed up and terrified at his feet. 

“You may be utterly terrible at controlling yourself, but one of the things I love about you is your ability to take pain."

Kane shivered, petrified to make a sound. Raiza chided on, his tone casual.

"So I'll tell you what. For every second of the shock you take, you'll earn one drop of blood. The voltage is at a 5 right now-- If we go up to 7, you'll earn two drops. at 10, that's 3 drops. So now it's up to you pet, whether you want to exchange pain for blood, and how much."

Relief flooded through Kane when the goal changed to something possible for him to achieve, his aching shoulders untensing. He was actually being given a chance.

He leaned into Raiza's touch. "Thank you so much, Master. Thank you for giving me a chance." 

He considers his options. If he goes up to 10, the pain will be twice as bad. It might even leave lasting damage, the thing he was so excited about the shocks not doing, but he'll earn blood 3 times as fast.

Honestly, he'd be willing to go in the sun at this point if it would earn him a meal.

"Could I do 10, sir? For... as long as you're willing to allow me to earn it? Even if it's a long time? Thirty minutes? An hour?"

He licked his lips at the thought of it. If Raiza let him go for an hour, that was ten thousand drops of blood, which might be a couple meals' worth. A human couldn't lose that every day, but they would definitely be okay losing it once in a while.

It was possible for him to earn that, if Raiza let him. He could feel full again.

Raiza threw his head back and laughed—sardonic and cold.

“Yeah alright leech, you wanna do 10? You got it.”

He cranked the voltage control all the way up.

“And you know what, sure. An hour. I’ve got time. This is gonna be a fun little show.”

Raiza smiled, “But there’s no taking it back, you know. You’re in it for the entire hour once I start it. Chicken out, and you get nothing.”

Raiza settled down back on the chair, still smiling, buzzing with anticipation to hear how Kane would scream at a power of 10, and for an entire hour… it was going to be like, whatever ASMR does for people who are into that. 

Kane was determined. He was so excited. No matter how badly it hurt, he got blood at the end. A lot of blood. He'd actually get to feel full again!

"I won't chicken out, sir. Thank you so much, thank you."

Raiza only chuckled and pressed the shock button, setting it to last a full hour.

Kane had braced himself, knowing it would hurt, but he was still slammed with just how much it hurt.

A blood-curdling scream ripped from his throat as the electricity tore through him, it was so much worse than the first two times. 

And this time, it didn't stop. 

Every muscle in his body was seized tight. His spasming kept making his brittle body knock hard against the floor, adding to the pain, but it was nothing compared to the torturous, endless shock itself.

He would be stuck like this for an hour. Kane couldn't even think. There was nothing but agony. 

As it went on and on, his voice grew hoarse from screaming, his shrieks dulled to raspy, pained whines. He wanted to ask how much longer was left, but he couldn't speak. He bit down so hard he could feel one of his teeth crack. 

It was not the worst pain he'd experienced, but it was definitely in the top five.

The only thing keeping him sane was knowing that it would end, and that when it did, he would get to eat.

When the shocks finally subsided, Kane kept shaking hard for minutes after. He still felt like he couldn't speak, drawing deep, desperate breaths through his nose as he attempts to recover. His face was messy with tears, his entire body was incredibly sore, and his neck felt like it'd been burnt with silver.

Eventually, he was able to pick his head up enough to look at his master.

He had done it. It was over.

He was going to be fed. 

"Th-th-thank y-you, s-s-sir."

Oh Raiza loved this. The way Kane screamed, the way his entire body shook in his chains, the way his voice eventually gave out and he could hear him trying to choke out words but his vocal chords just couldn't work anymore, fried to crisps by the constant screaming~

Raiza could watch this all. day.

He was almost disappointed when the shock eventually stopped, contemplating doing it again just for fun. After all, there was no way Kane would know whether the time was up or not, right?

But he decided to file that idea away for later as he watched Kane continue to shake violently long after the shocks had stopped.

God he must be so sore, every one of his muscles tightening and cramping around the unforgiving voltage piercing through them for an entire hour, and when Kane struggled to look up, finally meeting his gaze with tear streaked cheeks, and thanks him, Raiza was hit with that familiar jolt to his chest, that fuzzy warmth in his head, and suddenly he felt so lightheaded he may as well have already bled out cups and cups of blood for the little vampire. 

God he was fucking perfect. 

Raiza took a deep breath, steadying himself before standing and approaching where Kane still lay, shaking on the floor.

“That was very good. You took that so beautifully, pet.”

A bit of positive reinforcement to dial the message in. 

He flicked open the knife once again, holding it over the metal bowl.

“Well, a promise is a promise. That’s two cups of blood you’ve earned today, pet. Want me to measure it out exact? Or would you rather I just bleed into this until I think it’s enough.” 

"M-measured out exact, if, if th-that's okay?" Kane decided timidly, his voice raspy and hoarse. He ddin't want to take the chance of being tricked, of being given less blood than he's been said to have earned. 

"I-I won't be able to st-stop myself from lunging, sir." He wanted to make sure Raiza knew in advance, terrified of being punished for being unable to control himself again.

Raiza chuckled, amused at Kane's little warning, "I know, pet. That wasn't the game. I'm going to measure it out over here by the table and then bring it over like that. But first, the muzzle. I'm not getting anywhere near to those fangs once you're all feral." 

He approached Kane to remove the muzzle, though the he thought of leaving it on did not miss him.

His subconscious conjured an image of Kane with the bowl of blood right in front of him, tongue straining through the metal bars to reach it... 

But in taking it off however, he'd probably get bitten.

Hmm... he could always remove Kane's fangs first...

Oh thats a nice idea.

Raiza, upon completing his task of removing the muzzle, approached the work station and set it on the table with the rest of his tools. 

Kane’s eyes widened in terror when his captor turned back around. 

Instead of a measuring cup, Raiza returned holding a pair of rusty pliers. 

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[voidsumbrella]

8, 14, 22, 29 for the usual trio this time!

8) Do complex puzzles intrigue or frustrate them?

witch adores complex puzzles, they eat that shit up, solving complicated things is literally the meaning of their existence, the more brain power it takes up, the better (as long as it's not distracting from something else time sensitive lol). not... that their solutions to the puzzle will always be viable or within the bounds of the rules or achieved without cheating, but they'll have a blast working things out either way~

wraith is fine picking at stuff intermittently, but sitting down under any sort of pressure or audience to solve something in a concentrated burst makes their skin crawl. give them a decade or so to mess with it and it's fine.

haven's a little hit or miss with them, it's gonna vary heavily by genre. give him something that's complicated by dint of requiring a specific method and meticulously following it and he's fine; lateral thinking and logic puzzles make his brain lock up and he just walks away feeling like an idiot.

14) Would they agree with the term ‘guilty pleasure’? Do they have any?

witch: no, they consider those terms to be mutually exclusive. selfish pleasures, maybe, but that isn't the same as guilt.

wraith: they don't understand why they should feel bad about things that bring them joy. other people's feelings of shame are other people's problems; they'll sleep in as late as they please.

haven:

22) Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?

witch Will call everyone pet names, it's a very normal part of their speech, everyone is going to get "darling" "honey" "sweetheart" etc etc tossed at them at some point, it's just what's gonna happen. the use of "love/lover" is reserved exclusively for wraithhaven tho.

they're not too big on being called pet names though, which is fine, as neither wraith nor haven are big on using them. wraith enjoys pet names in general, they think it's a charming facet of speech and don't mind it being applied to them. haven gets flustered when people use them on him, which is fine when it's witch but just embarrassing and upsetting when it comes from strangers.

29) What recurring dreams do they have?

witch rarely dreams, for better or worse. the ones they have don't repeat.

wraith has almost full control over their dreams, so they don't get recurring dreams as a like, subconscious processing response thing. but when they get overwhelmed in their waking life, then tend to retreat to an endless blank space, a flat neutral gray extending in all directions, where they can sit and catch their breath until they feel up to wandering somewhere else.

haven has a whole catalogue of recurring dreams, some of them Plot Relevant, most of them Not Very Good! he's for sure got your run of the mill "oh god i have to do high school again"/"showed up to work and realized i forgot my pants" type stuff, but he's got some specific ones, too. aside from the outright "relive your trauma 1 to 1" memory dreams, his least favorite is the one where he's walking down the center of a long straight road in the middle of the woods. there aren't any cars, but he's barefoot, and most of the pavement is covered with long, jagged slices of broken glass, with the only safe spot being the six inch strip he's walking on- if he falters at all or loses his balance he'll be sliced to ribbons and left for the vultures. he walks for hours, terrified of slipping up even a little, until the scorching sun starts setting and his sweat soaked clothes start leeching the heat out of his body, leaving him shivering and desperately trying to make out the edges of the path in the dying light. he always, eventually, stumbles and falls face first onto the spikes, waking up right before making contact.

[afniel]

Had a completely normal type of dream (stress dream) where I bought a pet leech and was feeding it and my partner and brother were both like, ew, that's super gross, why do you even have that? At first I was defending my decision, like, it's fine! He's a medical leech from a reputable lab! Nothing bad can possibly come of this! Doesn't even hurt, look! And then I realized that I was completely unprepared to keep a leech. I didn't have an aquarium for him, I didn't know anything about how to keep a leech healthy, I wasn't sure if any of the meds I take might actually hurt him, I wasn't sure if something in leech saliva might react with me, I had not at all thought this through at all and now I was stuck with a leech, who was currently living in a plastic sandwich-sized box because that was all I had on hand. I thought for a second about putting him in the fridge as a humane-ish way to get rid of him, and then I felt incredibly bad about even thinking that because it's not his fault I didn't think this through, so I was like, well. I'm stuck with this now, what do I do about it?

I was telling my partner this over brunch and I said, "Man, I know this has to be a stress dream about something specific. For all that my dreams are always super obvious and literal, I know this one is going to be too. I can't wait for the meaning of this to hit me right between the eyes like a fucking two-by-fothis is about raid isn't it." I got fucking got mid-sentence.

And they went, "Wait. Did you actually just figure that out right now? I thought you were joking. You didn't already know that? Because that was really obvious."

I was like, "NOPE, I really did just figure it out!"

Anyway I'm having a normal one. Sitting here going, 'wow, I'm really tired, raiding on this schedule sure is taking all my energy, I kinda got back into this on a whim and it's going great but I'm not sure I can do it next tier, this is a lot to deal with actually,' and having a dream that I have impulse-purchased a new pet that I cannot just get rid of because of a heavy sense of responsibility, which I literally feed with my own blood. Hmm. These things cannot possibly be related. It's fine, don't worry about it.

(Extra bonus weird points: my first and third and fifth thoughts after waking up were, "Wow, that's a weird thing to dream about, considering I don't have blood." My even-numbered thoughts were, "Yes I do? What do you mean, 'I don't have blood,' that is not the case? I very much have a normal amount of blood excuse me? Explain yourself?" No explanation was forthcoming. I really half-woke-up fully believing for a second that I did not have biology and finding it odd that I dreamt that I did. QUESTION MARKS?????)

[sophiethewitch1]

Chpt. 3 - The Lie And The Hunt

Word Count: 3.2k

You can barely breathe, but knowing these two hadn’t immediately arrested you calmed you down… if only slightly. Any human outside the walls are criminals, that was how it was. Vampires were the same, but not in the same way. Vamps were regularly allowed to break laws like that one, and it was a typical occurrence for Vampire families to take ‘vacations’ outside of zone territory - where they’d feast on any poor humans they’d find with ease and vicious delight. Illegal, but illegal in the way that it’s only illegal if you can’t afford the fine. The world never changes, you suppose.

The important part of all this was that they must think you are one of them. A disgusting concept that makes you want to gag, but this miscommunication might just save your fucking life, so you’ll go along with it. 

Good god, you think you might’ve actually fooled the bloodsuckers. If Asa can manage to keep quiet like you told him to, you could get out of this unscathed.

Pulling Asa out of the trap, you murmur to him small ‘I knows’, trying to comfort him. He’d run off this morning, and at some point he must have fallen into the silver trap. You look down, wincing at the sight of singed blood and bone. At least it couldn’t be infected. 

Biting your lip, you try to imagine how they’d mistake you for a vampire. You don’t have any inhuman features, and you haven't shown any superpowered strength or speed. Not that you had any of course, you just worked out a lot. The benefits of having to chase after a toddler with a god’s strength.

So it must be… aura and scent. Aura and scent were two sides of the same coin, and many lower-ranked vamps couldn’t tell the difference between them. You didn’t understand it yourself, but you think scent was more of the physical realm, while aura was of the metaphysical. Asa had said that an aura was the feeling associated with a smell. 

He said you smelt like pine-leaves, and that your aura felt like home.

What must have happened was Asa’s scent and the herbs you use to cover yours when you bathe mixed, and cancelled out any traces of yours. And Asa had long ago imprinted on you, claiming you as his, so his aura would also linger on you. Humans had very weak auras, if any at all, so that would have been overpowered too.

It was a fucking miracle, and if you hadn’t had to scrub off all that rogue guts last night it wouldn’t have happened. But still, it had, and you would be eternally grateful for it.

You turn to stare at the vampires again, one with unruly silver hair and one with messy black hair. These two need haircuts, and bad. They both look at you, and you glare them down. 

Even if you were safe, that didn’t mean Asa was. They now knew his blood’s scent, and no vampire would ever forget the scent of someone’s blood.

The man had likely found Asa from his aura and scent, so that meant the smell of his blood had leaked out… It was far too late to stop them from reporting back to their Uppers of the strange child. All you could hope was that they wouldn’t realise his hybrid status till it was too late for them to find you.

After all, it wasn’t like the Vampire Nobility didn’t know about Asa. They just didn’t know where he was. And since you weren’t being hunted by bounty hunters every second of your life, you’d assumed that the Elders had decided to keep your half-breed a secret. After all, humans were considered pets, slaves, and prostitutes. But in no way were they good enough to breed with.

Oh no, no, no. That was far below their immortal statuses. Damn leeches.

So now, all you had to do was run far, far away from these two. They were the current threat, and you’d gotten quite good at avoiding those. Your glare hardens even more, your protective instincts rising to the challenge.

They would not have Asa, you were certain of that. 

You glance down to Asa, who’s quietly sobbing into your jacket. He’s been through far too much the past few days, and you could bet he was in a lot of pain right now as well. Most vampires had super regeneration, but Asa didn’t, especially when it came to silver. Asa was a complete grab-bag of random vampiric abilities and weaknesses, it was impossible to guess what next thing he’d overpower or crumble to. 

Everyday you thank God that he’s immune to sunlight. 

“Stay quiet, baby,” you whisper to him, and he sniffles, rubbing at his snotty nose. Your heart sinks at the view, wishing you’d found him sooner. Poor thing…

“I know… I was quiet, Baba,” he murmurs into your chest. He’s probably got blood, tears and snot all over you. Time for another bath then.

“Good boy. You did so well, Asa. I’ve got it now,” you whisper to him, pressing a kiss to his forehead. He lets his eyes fall closed, his tiny body focusing on trying to heal him, even if it can’t. 

You look back to the vampire soldiers, a hard set in your jaw.

The silver-haired one is taller, standing a good head or so taller than you. The black-haired one seems to be more your height, maybe a couple inches taller than you. It doesn’t matter either way, even a two-foot-tall toddler of a vampire could kill you in seconds.

You didn’t like them, on principle. Their very existence here was a threat to your and Asa’s lives, and you weren’t very excited to be risking that. If you wanted any social interaction you could go down to one of the secret human settlements, where even if you had to keep Asa’s vampire side a secret, you weren’t in any immediate danger.

Here, you were in very immediate danger.

The smaller one steps forward, and you wince. His eyes were terrifying. The small slitted emeralds were a sign of a strong vampire. A general rule of thumb was the more inhuman traits the stronger the vampire. Asa was, as always, the exception. He looked like a normal human boy to humans, but his aura felt like a pure vampire to vamps. 

Your eyes dart to the silver-haired one. Maybe his hair wasn’t dyed, maybe it was natural. A terrifying thought, one that you’d have to take into account. If he hadn’t run away from Asa’s presence, he would have to be pretty strong already.

Or starving. Gulp.

“Are you his parent?” the shorter one (Daire, I think the taller one called him) asks, head canting towards Asa. You nod again, pulling his head closer to you, fingers intertwined with golden locks. His hair was so soft, and you found it comforting to touch.

“You don’t look similar,” he says. That would be because you’re not actually related.

“That’s your opinion, his nose looks just like mine.”

Daire walks closer to you, and you resist the urge to take a step back. It was all about mind games with these creatures. You needed to show your dominance, or you’d be swallowed whole. Literally.

He stands barely a hair’s breadth away, and takes a deep inhale. Smelling you. You always found it funny when Asa did it, but with this freak? Oh, you wanted to shoot him so fucking bad.

“You smell… strange.”

“Fuck you.”

Oops, that was supposed to stay in your brain. The tall one laughs at your words, and you do your best to not attack him like a rabid animal. You were better than these beasts after all, you had basic sympathy.

Daire’s lips turn at the edges, but you don’t see any other sign of the vampire’s dislike for you.

You really, really didn’t want to make an enemy of this man. A soldier near the border should be more on the weak side, since all they had to deal with was humans trying to escape. And the weakest vampire could decimate the strongest human, it was no match.

But still, these guys didn't look weak. So, you were fucked.

That’s why you had your bow, your herbs, your tricks. A one-on-one fight would end in you dead and Asa captured. So you needed to be smart, convince these vampires you’re one of them, make them throw away any doubts.

Think, think, think. You’d already shown your apprehension towards them, when you’d found Asa caught in a trap. So you couldn’t pretend to be just a random family out on vacation, they’d be friendly towards the soldiers.

Think, think, think…

You click your tongue. You’ve got it. A dumb idea, but it’s all you’ve got.

“We’re not interested in any new bloods. The Wall’s ways are not our ways, the way of the Hunt is the true path,” you say, your voice calm. The man with the silver hair scoffs, and the other steps away, rolling his eyes. You bite the inside of your mouth, near euphoric at his response.

There’s nothing the Walled Vampires hate more than an old-timey religious zealot. And boy, where you going to make yourself the most annoying Evangelical Vampire Puritan to ever fucking exist.

“Ugh, look, we need to get you back to the city, whether you want to or not-” the taller man speaks up, but you cut him off with a laugh.

“Ha! My family has remained true to the Old Ways since the beginning of the Collapse! Do you think we’re going to return there just after we got out? Your captive prey is a dishonour to all Vampyric bloodlines. We will never, never go back to that way of life,” you say, your voice tinged with pride. It’s not even fake, you truly are proud to fool these stupid motherfuckers.

“Okay, but you did just admit to illegally hunting humans, as well as being outside Zone borders. So, I am gonna have to take you in.”

…What did he just say?

 I-illegal? It’s illegal now?! What?! What?! Fuck! Shit! Fucking mother fucking- It’s not like they even care! You know for sure two months ago a human group was slaughtered by a Noble hunting party! Why the fuck are they trying to arrest you for something that they don’t care about!? Shit!

“That- that's a law now? We’ve been outside for so long, we didn’t know,” you say, your mouth growing dry. Daire’s green, slit eyes flick to you.

“You said you ‘just got out'.”

Gulp.

Okay, so that lie fell through. Is there any way you can salvage this? You rack your brain for ideas, and can only think of that one. Would it even work against these guys? They seemed strong - really strong. But you’d tested it, and even Asa had given it the okay.

…The simple fact of it was, that it was your only option now.

“We need to go home to get our things,” you demand, still using your haughty and annoying persona.

“Silvan?” Daire says, turning to the other vampire. So, that’s his name. You were miserable to announce you now knew both of these leeches' first names. Silvan sighs, shaking his head. His hair really lives up to his name, the shiny strands catching the morning light. 

“Sure, fine. We’ll need your weapons confiscated and hands cuffed, though,” he says, and you scoff.

Well, it’s a damn good thing your plan didn’t require your hands to defeat these assholes.

“How will I get my things home without my hands? And you’d steal my weapon, the bow I hunt with?!” you lie, raising your voice into a scratchy squeal. Daire covers his pointy ears with pale hands, glaring at you. You glare back.

“We can carry it for you, and you’ll get your bow back later,” Silvan replies, thoroughly done with your shit. He yawns, covering his mouth. The show of sharp white fangs makes you flinch, but you fake an enraged expression, playing it off.

“H-How dare you yawn at me!”

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s get moving, alright? We don’t have all day.”

No, you didn’t. Time for one final reckless attempt at not getting caught, you suppose.

…You’re glad they can’t smell the fear coming off of you in waves.

The four of you stand in front of an old collapsing log cabin, one you hadn’t seen since this morning. It’s small, with barely three rooms fitting inside, but it was your home. The two vampire soldiers give the place an odd look, and you roll your eyes. It wasn’t like there was much chance of happening upon giant mansions or castles outside the Walls. You were lucky to have found this ugly house and shed in the first place.

You were honestly pretty depressed about all this. Either you’d win this little game you’d set and have to abandon the place, or you’d be taken into the Walls, and never see it again either.

Still, you’d prepared for this. It wasn’t the first time you’d have to abandon your home and belongings abruptly, and it probably wouldn’t be the last.

You struggle with the cuffs and Asa in your arms, awkwardly moving him around in your arms. Once again, you’re extremely lucky they don’t use silver cuffs like they used to, which would immediately reveal you weren’t a vampire, but instead plain old iron. They’re carved with sigils, old magical symbols that could reduce or buff a vampire’s strengths. They were extremely expensive and needed to be made by a Holy man, so you didn’t have any in your arsenal.

You’d be keeping these cuffs for future usage.

Walking up to the door, the two follow behind you. The old wooden steps creak under the pressure, and you wonder if the old house’s porch will even be strong enough to hold up you four. It doesn’t matter, you’d never see this crumbling ditch again.

…It still makes you sad.

You look to Silvan, frown, and then turn your attention to Daire. He seems... safer.

“My keys are in my back pocket,” you tell him, and he raises an eyebrow at you.

“And?” 

You roll your eyes, shake your butt, and say-

“Could you please open the door for me? Lords, you people are idiots.”

It takes a few seconds for the meaning to connect in his head, but as soon as they do, he’s as red as a tomato. You blink in shock at the… vampire… blushing like a virgin. Your mouth drops open, gaping at the man.

He turns wide green eyes to you, looking like a deer in headlights.

“Uh- I- you- wait- you- wait, what?”

You turn to Silvan.

“Is there something wrong with him?” you ask, the question genuine. You don’t think you’ve seen anything like the evil beast from lore that’s currently shutting down because someone asked him to touch their ass. This was a miracle in itself. You were seeing lots of those today.

He sighs, shaking his head.

“No, he’s just a three-hundred-year-old virgin,” he steps around you, shoving the door open. It flies off its hinges, slamming against the floor in a plume of dust.

“Hey-! What the fuck do you think-”

“You’re never gonna come back here anyway, don’t worry about it.”

Your mouth falls shut. He’s right about that, at least.

Following the two inside your home, you’re careful when you place Asa down on the small dining table. The kitchen here only holds average cooking utensils, nothing suspicious. And the rest of the room only holds a couch, a rug, a bookshelf, and a fireplace. All things that vampires would have, even if they didn’t really serve a purpose.

You look down at Asa, who shivers. It was useful for us, though. Both of you were weak to the cold.

Daire raises his nose and sniffs the air. He doesn’t say anything, but you feel the sweat drip down the back of your neck anyway. You didn’t have much longer till they figured it out, especially with how Asa was bleeding.

You go to the cupboard pulling out the medkit. You didn’t have any fresh blood to give him, and you definitely couldn’t use your blood, since that would be the most obvious sign you were human.

…Fuck. You were so screwed. You needed to get this over with, and soon.

A handful of bandages and a bottle of disinfectant is what you end up grabbing. Asa frowns at the sight of the blue bottle, and you shake your head at him.

“C’mon baby, you know we gotta,” you mumble, shaking the bottle. He hisses, and you roll your eyes. So dramatic…

“He still hasn’t healed?” Silvan’s voice comes up from right behind you, and you startle. He gives you an odd look for that, which you ignore. Of course, you didn’t notice him quietly lurking behind you, you were human.

Go back to work, don’t think about it. Stay calm. Your fear will make your scent stronger. Stay calm, damn it.

“No, he hasn’t. I need to administer first aid and then get some blood from the shed,” you mutter to the man over your shoulder. He nods. 

“Why not just give him your blood?” Daire asks, and you scoff. Ignoring his question. If the man was supposedly over three hundred, then he should know that’s far too intimate. He probably just wants a sniff of your blood, pervert.

You spray Asa’s leg, and he grits his teeth, letting out a bone-chilling growl. Eyes flash from slit red to round blue, back and forth as he fights off his berserk state. You squeeze his tiny shoulder, doing your best to reassure him. Which was dumb, because Asa wasn’t dumb, and he definitely knew you weren’t safe.

Whatever. Don’t panic, focus on Asa. Focus on the feeling of the cold, the way it seeps into your fingers. On the feeling of your jacket against your skin, the weight of your steel-lined combat boots. Focus. Focus. Focus.

“I… need to get him blood now. And I won’t leave you alone with him while he’s hurt, so please come with me,” you say, and they agree without any hesitation. Good. 

You turn back to Asa.

“You wait here, okay? I love you, honey,” you press a kiss to his temple, and he lets out a small rumbling sound. You grin, infinitely amused by the fact little Asa could purr.

“Alright, let’s go then,” Daire says, turning to leave your home. You resist the urge to snarl at him, wanting just one more moment in your home with Asa. But no, that’s not the reality you live in.

…In the reality you lived in, in a few moments, somebody would be dead. Because that’s how it worked.

“Killed or be killed, (Y/n).” 

The words of your father weren’t easily forgotten. Every day you wished that he had been wrong, that you’d been safe outside the Walls. That you’d be safe with Asa by your side.

But you weren’t. And you’d kill for just a second more alive with him, because that’s what you were.

A killer, a survivor, a parent, a protector. 

And a hunter.

“Yes, let’s go."

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NEXT CHAPTER

[ultimatedemonsimp]

So, I've been playing Twisted Wonderland, so that mean y'all get some kind t-headcanons. (Also, I started to run out of ideas for Diasomnia, especially considering, half of the time, I forget they exist. I sincerely apologize to the simps of Diasomnia, I probably didn't do your boi(s) the justice they deserve.)

Lee Things That The TWST NRC Students Do:

Heartslabyul Dorm:

Riddle Roseharts - His face goes as red as it does when he's mad and he'll scream at you if you mention it.

Trey Clover - Has a laugh sweeter than his tarts, you could survive off of how rich it is.

Cater Diamond - Once got asked to do a photoshoot on a bed of feathers for a magazine and now the whole crew from that set is sworn to secrecy to not tell a soul that Cater Diamond himself is feather ticklish.

Deuce Spade - Has a few small tattoos from his days as a delinquent, and will wheel around to slap you if you touch them.

Ace Trappola - That area around the heart on his face will make him die of mush and giggles.

Savanaclaw Dorm: 

Leona Kingscholar - If he's in a mood, he'll walk up to whoever his favorite ler happens to be in the moment, and lay with his stomach on their lap, like a cat asking for belly rubs.

Jack Howl - He'll softly pet his ler's head in the middle so they know he's okay.

Ruggie Bucchi - Curls up into a ball around your hand and paws at your arm if you go for his belly (Actually, I think this is true for a majority of Savanaclaw students, but I already had the others so-)

Octavinelle Dorm:

Azul Ashengrotto - Holds your hands to try and stop you from getting a bad spot, softly inter-locking your fingers together as he begs and protests in the most tired, winded voice to ever leave any merfolk like himself.

Jade Leech - Can't stand having both himself and Floyed tickled at the same time, especially if it's by the same person.

Floyd Leech - Can stand that above scenario, as long as his hands aren't bound, he wants to help the ler wreck his twin so they might let him go. If they are then he absolutely can't.

Scarabia Dorm: 

Kalim Al-Asim - Can't sit still while getting a henna tattoo done, even though he loves the way they look, he can't stand getting them done, so he tries to sit and take it, but Jamil ends up holding his arms in place while getting them and while they dry so he doesn't scratch them off because they tickle.

Jamil Viper - No. 1 way to tease him is to look him in the eyes while you wreck him, he needs to focus and concentrate when using his unique ability, so it's a reminder that he can't think straight enough to save himself.

Pomefiore Dorm: 

Vil Schoenheit - (Oh, queen-) Won't admit it to save his life, but there is a part of his reason for keeping the skin under his clothing so flawless is that he wants any of his lers to notice and compliment him on it.

Epel Felmier - His little country accent comes out when you hit a bad spot and he will threaten to carve you like one of his apple if you mention it at all.

Rook Hunt - As much of a hunter as he is, gets really helpless if his ler corners him like an animal.

Ignihyde Dorm: 

Idia Shroud - Purposefully will arch up into his lers hands.

Ortho Shroud - Comes up and asks for tickles without shame, doesn't see why he should be ashamed when it's such a cute bonding activity.

Diasmonia Dorm:

Malleus Draconia - Might act a little bit pissy when you grab his horns, but if you use them to access this little spot on his neck, he'll melt.

Lilia Vanrouge - Squirms like a little worm if you hold him against you to tickle him.

Silver - The post-tickle afterglow smile is STRONG, to the point of that primal aggression over shit that is overly cute.

Sebek Vigvolt - Never fights Malleus when he tickles him, but does protest when he's been tickled too tired to follow him around.

[rubywolf0201]

I suppose over the years why I don’t like Dazai is because he is literally the worst.

Seriously because:

- He abused a sickly teenage boy both physically and emotionally (Akutagawa)

- Manipulated another teenage boy (who is emotionally vulnerable I might add) even SLAPPING him during his mental breakdown, making no effort to calm him down (Atsushi)

- Forced an unequal rivalry between two boys where one wants to kill the other. (Atsushi and Akutagawa)

- Constantly annoys his partner, even disrupting his schedule. Oh and I forgot to add that he compares him to a terrorist at one point. (Kunikida)

- Let a young teen that his ‘partner’ took care of right in front of him and doing nothing to prevent the young teen from dying (Rokuzou (I think that’s the kid's name that Kunikida care for) and Kunikida)

- Manipulated a teen's group of friends (someone he considered as family) to turn on said teen and that’s not considering that he annoys him like he did to his current partner. Oh and Dazai never saw his former partner as a living being but I’ll get to that later. (Chuuya)

- Never really cared for his colleagues and partners as sentient beings but as chess pieces.

- Throughout the animanga, he never changed his behaviour. (Though I can say the same for Mori and probably some of the other characters as well in this franchise)

- Never apologized for his behaviour. AT. ALL. Never said sorry for his abusive behaviour towards Akutagawa and Chuuya. Never said sorry to Kunikida, Atsushi or towards to any of the ADA for annoying them constantly.

- Always keep his ADA colleagues under the dark regarding what he’s doing, regardless of what it is.

- Leeched spotlight from much more interesting characters, including the MAIN PROTAGONIST HIMSELF. (The first four episodes Season 2 and Season 3 always seems to revolve him and his days at the Port Mafia and have no impact on the main plot whatsoever)

- A two-faced liar who doesn’t really care for anyone but himself.

- Not to familiar with Dead Apple but I heard that he joined with the main antagonist (Fyodor) to bring in some dangerous Ability user to which the latter destroyed half of Yokohama.

- An omnipotent being who knows everything, killing off the suspense the manga/anime has built upon.

- A massive Creator's Pet (nuff said)

TLDR; Dazai is the worst main character to exist in animanga history.

[thesunshineriptide]

Hello just letting you know that i completed the servey

Have a good day/night

Astral Mysteria

You described yourself as: Kind smart motherly emotional nerdy soft spoken timid polite respectful anxious (to name a few)

Your pet peeves are: People who harm others, people i care about not caring for themselves, not being listened to, people who dont take others into consideration, tests and math

As of the time of writing this, you are the first and only person to say you belong at RSA, and as a result, it isn’t the dark mirror’s job to sort you.

It is, instead, the wishing well of old that will reveal your fate to you.

Partner - Dominic 

Dominic (Last Name) is the best match I can find for you at RSA. He’s caring, polite, and firmly spoken. He protects his friends and goes as far as to offer to pay a cleaning bill to a rival school’s student to smooth over a misunderstanding, not even flinching despite that student being a beastman that towers over him. He’s evidently rather smart, considering he’s based off of Doc from Snow White, and would likely be able to keep up with you and never let a dull moment pass. He honestly seems like the Lawful Good version of Jade Leech in most regards, but with the added benefit of not being Jade Leech (and therefore not being just a little bit sadistic)

Friend - Neige LeBlance

Neige Leblance is likely one of the nicest people you could meet. Perhaps a bit naive to some, but endearing nonetheless. Kind, patient, and always optimistic, it’s likely he’ll latch onto you and never let go as soon as you’re in his sights. He can be a little insensitive at times, but he’s wholly well meaning and often tries to consider others feelings above all else, seen as when he (spoilers) performs on stage with Vil  after the VDC results

Enemy - Floyd Leech

Floyd, as much as I adore this eelmer, has openly said he dislikes having to consider others. He also hates listening to others, in particular authority, and…enjoys squeezing. I could really see him getting on your nerves, maybe even to the point of physicality or legal action. It’s unlikely that he would see you as an enemy - it seems he doesn’t really consider others as enemies at all, luckily - but it’s likely you’ll see him as one.

[gc-genshin]

Chapter One: Acatalepsy

Acatalepsy (noun): The idea that it is impossible to truly comprehend anything. 

Pairing: Various x female reader

Summary: You and Xiao have a nice chat.

Warnings: Explicit language

Word count: 2.3k

A/N: Since so many people wanted this series to continue, here’s officially Chapter One! Happy reading!

      Prologue          Chapter Two         

You're still having a hard time believing what you're seeing. 

In front of you sat Xiao, one of your favorite characters from Genshin Impact, glaring daggers at your seated form. A small table, no bigger than three feet wide, separated you from him. 

And there you sat across from him, shaking in your metaphorical boots under his intense gaze. 

Let's recap, shall we?

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“Hi, my name’s [Name] [Last Name] and I'm from a world where you're a fictional character in a video game. It's nice to finally meet you, Guardian Yaksha Xiao.”

As soon as his name slipped from your lips, your neck was met with the end of his polearm. Though you somewhat expected this kind of reaction, you swore your soul had never left your body so fast. 

“How do you know my name?” Xiao really did growl at you this time. His amber eyes pierced into your now soulless body, looking downright murderous. 

“How do you know that about me? That I was apart of the Yaksha?” If you didn't know any better, you'd say Xiao was getting frantic. You did know better. But you were also a dumbass. 

“Would you believe that I'm twenty-two now?” You managed to choke out. The polearm nearly breaking the skin on your neck was your only answer. “OKAY, OKAY, I’M SORRY! Please give me a chance to explain myself! I’ll tell you everything, just please don't turn my head into a shish-kabob!” You pleaded while closing your eyes. Wow, this is the second time today that I've danced with death, you thought humorously. 

Xiao stared. And stared. Then stared some more. You were starting to sweat from his unresponsiveness. Peeking an eye open, you saw Xiao contemplate whether or not to believe you. You watched his beautiful amber irises flicker across your face, looking for any sign of deceit. 

When he found none, he pulled his polearm away. Not completely, he was still on high alert, but enough so that you could breathe. You nearly wept real Jesus tears when he did. But that almost changed when he roughly grabbed your upper arm and transported you to his room at the Wangshu Inn. 

The moment you both rematerialized he let go of your arm. Having been caught off guard from teleporting, you fell to the floor dizzy while trying to keep the vomit that crept up your esophagus down. 

Xiao stared blankly at you, “What? Have never experienced teleporting before?”

Looking up at him from the floor, you take a deep breath before responding to him. “No, teleportation is nothing but a pipe dream from my world.” You then slowly sat up and gave him a tired, lopsided smile, “I’d be long dead before it's ever invented.”

Xiao once again just stares at you. You were such an odd human. He had never experienced someone with your type of personality. 

Focusing on the task at hand, Xiao walked over towards a small table and proceeded to sit down on one side of it. He then pointed to the side in front of him and uttered a simple word. 

“Explain.”

—

And so you did. 

You explained everything to him. Like how you were currently a medical student, studying to be an ER doctor. You explained to him how he was a part of a video game you played in your downtime when you weren't studying. How you knew his background. That you knew what was going to happen in the future. 

You explained it all. 

“So… in your world you're actually twenty-two?” Xiao asked slowly, trying to fully comprehend what you had told him. 

“Yup.” 

“And your occupation was a healer?” 

“Well I was still studying to become one, but essentially yes.”

“And I am considered a fictional character from a video game that you played.” 

“Yup.”

“And you know everything that's going to happen in the future?” He pressed. 

“Well not everything, only up to a certain point. Which leads me to ask this…” You prop your elbows on the table, interlacing your fingers then resting your chin on them. “Have you seen boy around my ‘age’,” you put air quotations around age, “ with long, braided blonde hair and dressed in all black?” You asked. “He would also have a floating companion that talks a little too much.” 

Xiao shook his head. “No, I have not come across anyone that fits your description.”

Looking off to the side, you thought to yourself. Good. So he hasn’t been to Liyue yet.

Xiao raised an eyebrow at you. “How is that good?”

Startled, you whip your head to Xiao. Shit, I guess I said that out loud. 

You give a hefty sigh. “Because it gives me a good idea of where I am in the storyline.” You say, looking back to him. “If he hasn’t shown up in Liyue yet that could mean I'm near the beginning of the game. Hell, he might not have even come yet.” You raise a finger to your chin. Then what would be the point of me being here? Would that make me the next traveler then? You looked towards Xiao. Well whatever the reason is, I'm here now. And it's important I found out why. I'll figure out the Aether situation when I get there. 

Xiao looked at you confused. “Who are you talking about?”

You snapped out of your thoughts. Hesitating to answer Xiao, you wondered if it was a good idea to tell him about our main protagonist and antagonist just yet. 

You give him a apprehensive smile. “I don't know if I should tell you just yet.  I don't unknowingly want to start a butterfly effect. I'm sorry.” 

Xiao then sighed and put his head in his hands, seemingly at a loss as to what's going on. 

I think this is the most emotion I've ever seen from him. 

You had half the mind to reach over the table and pet his head to try and calm him down. But then again, you quite liked having your arm, so you decided against it. 

You gently spoke to him, “Trust me, I don't know what the hell’s going on either hun. If I knew more then I would tell you in a heartbeat.” You freeze, catching your little mishap. Xiao slowly lifted his head from his hands, looking at you quizzically. No anger, no vexation. Just pure confusion.

“Hun?” You feel your face start to heat up in embarrassment, hearing him say it. It was a bad habit that you had, calling your friends pet names; mainly just friends that you trusted. And you trusted Xiao. 

“I'm sorry! It's a really bad habit of mine. I usually call all of my friends a term of endearment. Hun is short for honey, but I swear to God I didn't mean to call you that, it just slipped out!” You quickly explained to him, shaking your hands in front of you.

Xiao stared at you. You noticed he did that a lot. He's probably just trying to understand your weird mannerisms. “It's fine… I guess.” He said, finally looking away from you. 

One… Two… Three… Four…

Ah, the silence is awkward now, say something [Name]!

As soon as you were about to open your mouth, Xiao beat you to it. “So what's your plan now?” He asked, now looking back at you. 

You blinked at him for a few seconds, processing what he said. You then looked up to the ceiling, deep in thought. What is my plan now? What am I going to do? I obviously can't stay with Xiao, with him being an adeptus, and leech off of him. Maybe I could go to the Adventures’ Guild? Earn some commissions, maybe be homeless for a bit? But I don't even know how to use a sword. No, that wouldn't work–

Cutting your thoughts off, you responded to him with the only answer you could think of. 

“I don't know, haven't thought that far ahead.”

Xiao should be used to this already. He really should. But he couldn't help but send the odd girl an unconvinced look.

“You haven't thought of a plan?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“Hey! Need I remind you that you were there from the very beginning? I haven't really had the time nor the mental capacity to think of a plan for the future!” You huffed at him indignantly. This guy. You shake your head, clearing any annoyance you had with him. Getting irritated isn't going to help your situation [Name], relax. Taking a deep breath, you looked at Xiao. He seemed to be in deep thought, so you decided to not bother him. 

Crossing your arms on the table, you finally felt exhaustion catching up to you since the adrenaline of everything was wearing off. You laid your head in your arms and sighed, trying your best to ward off sleep. 

Xiao looked over at you. Seeing the state you're in, he decided you weren't fit to travel anymore. He then stood up, having made up his mind. 

Noticing the abrupt movement from across the table, you see Xiao stand up and walk towards the door. 

“Wh… where're you going?” You mumbled to him, too tired to raise your voice. Xiao looked back at you with his hand on the doorknob. “You're not fit to travel any more today. I'm going to talk to the receptionist about getting you a room here at the Inn.” He then opened the door and left. 

You stared at the spot he was in for a few seconds. Huh, maybe he isn't such an asshole. You then put your head back into your arms, smiling softly. “Though I knew that already. Thank you Xiao.” That was the last thing you said before finally succumbing to sleep. 

—

While walking down the flights of steps to talk to Verr Goldet about your accommodations, Xiao felt a shiver going up his spine. A whisper of his name in your voice flew through the breeze and into his ears. He paused in his steps, contemplating whether he should go back or not. You said you knew what  happens when you called his name, yet why would you say it right after he left the room? Xiao suddenly felt nervous for reasons he did not know and teleported back to his room, polearm at the ready to strike any threats that appeared before you or him.

When he only saw you slouched over the table asleep, he relaxed. That was strange. I could have sworn I heard her beckon me. Glancing at you once more, he decided to ask you about it later. He then left the room and teleported right in front of the front desk, scaring Verr Goldet and the Inn’s cat out of their wits. 

“Archons, Xiao! A little warning next time would be nice!” Verr Goldet exclaimed, a hand over heart hoping it wouldn't burst out of her chest. Xiao proceeded to ignore her. 

“I need a vacant room.” Xiao stated. 

Always straight to the point, thought Verr Goldet. “I'm sorry Xiao, but we don't have any vacant rooms. We're all booked for this years Lantern Rite Festival.” She tells Xiao. The young adeptus deadpanned at Verr Goldet. “Don't look at me like that. Why do you even need another room?” Verr Goldet wondered. 

Xiao sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “It's a complicated situation. Let's just say I have an unwelcome guest with me right now.” 

Although curious, Verr Goldet just shrugged knowing he wouldn’t outright tell her. “Well either they stay with you or you kick them out. We don't have any rooms for them to stay in unfortunately, so the choice is yours.”

The young adeptus sighed once more. 

How troublesome. 

—

Appearing back in his room, Xiao looked at you. You were still hunched over the table, in what looked like an uncomfortable position, yet you were still asleep. Xiao weighed his options. On one hand, if you stayed with him he didn't know if you would leave, which would cause problems for the both of them. On the other hand, he could wake you up and kick you to the streets but deal with gnawing guilt that would eat at him if you were ever harmed because of his decisions. 

Making up his mind, he walked over to your sleeping form. He then crouched next to you and gently scooped into his arms, doing his best not to wake you. However it seems that you were a deep sleeper and didn't stir in the slightest to being moved. You did, however, snuggle in closer to his chest seeking the warmth it gave off. 

Xiao froze, waiting for you to stop moving before moving you over to his bed. Settling you on the bed, you immediately started reaching for blankets craving the protection they gave you from the cold. Xiao only shook his head and rolled his eyes at you, handing you the blankets you oh-so-desperately needed. Is she really twenty-two? Because she acts like a child. Xiao watched as you pulled the blankets up to your chin and snuggled into his pillow, [h/l] [h/c] hair draping over it. 

Not needing sleep, the young adeptus decided to sit next to you and watch over you. Not in a creepy way, but in more of a way of trying to understand you. You might have been the strangest human he's ever met, but you were charming. In your own, unique way. 

While watching you, Xiao was trying to figure out what to do with you. As far as he knew, you were defenseless, didn't know how to protect yourself, and had a sharp tongue that would most definitely get you into trouble. 

In other words, Xiao hadn't thought that far ahead. 

There she is! Chapter One! I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did writing it!  As always, feel free to leave any suggestions and constructive criticism and if you wish to be on the taglist, please let me know!

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[lucifers-horror-harem]

Can I request headcanons for a poly relationship with Brahms and Vincent Sinclair?

Oh my gODDDDD ANON UR MIND!!! Legit I went OFF with this headcanon post and honesty I’m obsessed with this pairing now. I might even write a smutty one shot regarding this but like fuckkkkkk I hope y’all enjoy this cause i had SO MUCH FUN writing it!

Brahms/Vincent/Reader Poly:

Since Brahms and Vincent are two killers that are based in a specific location and would probably never leave their homes, here are a few specific headcanons for each killer in the other’s home.

Vincent in the Heelshire Manor wouldn't affect him too greatly, other than the nagging feeling of being homesick. Though if he has you by his side, it makes the ache less harsh. For the most part as long as Vincent has a room he can call his workshop he really won't mind. And because the Heelshire mansion is so huge there would be more than enough room for such. 

Brahms would be very against having Vincent in the walls, feeling threatened by his presence, but once he is more used to the three of you being together he might not mind it as much. Actually, Vincent enjoys Brahms' space. He finds the room quite relaxing, though a bit too cramped for his liking. 

Ultimately, both are fine as long as they are given their privacy to work and relax on their own time. 

Brahms in Ambrose would cause the most upheaval. He would glue himself to your side, following you wherever you went as you were the only comfort he had in this strange place. Brahms isn't used to not only being out of the walls but essentially having a whole town to himself to explore. It would be a lot at first, but with yours and Vincent's gentle urging, Brahms would slowly embrace this new change.

He would love the tunnels under Ambrose, allowing him to move to different places in town without needing to walk down the street just in case there were visitors in town. He prefers to slip in and out of places largely unnoticed so less attention is brought to him.

While he does not actively participate in the slaying of visitors in Ambrose for the wax collection, he has been known to attack anyone he deems a threat to you or the Sinclairs. This is his home now and anything that is a threat to that home must be dealt with accordingly (and brutally). Vincent often complains that Brahms ruins the bodies, but understands that Brahms can't control himself when he reaches that point. 

Speaking of the other Sinclair brothers, Bo unsurprisingly hates Brahms. When Brahms first arrived, he was very shy and nervous around Bo, actively afraid of the loud and easily angered brother. Once he realized that Bo was no threat to him, he actively enjoyed "playing" with him. Bo hates it when he uses his childlike voice, but Brahms continues to do it anyways to put Bo on edge. Brahms might also use his stealthy abilities to purposefully scare Bo, appearing out of nowhere and giving him a heart attack and running off before Bo can retaliate. Bo would never admit it openly but Brahms intimidates him simply from his stature and the inability to read him.

Lester was intimidated by Brahms when he first arrived, the man much taller and more muscular than he was. But when Brahms learned about the road kill Lester collects and disposes of, he simply asked if he could take care of the rats as well. Lester did, and the two have no issues with each other, though Lester still feels a slight unease when around the other man. 

Now, for the personality dynamics of the boys.

Brahms and Vincent get along much better than one might initially suspect. The two are utterly territorial men, often with you in the middle of their affections, however they eventually grow to understand each other and how it would be easier to protect you if they were both there. You’re the common denominator that keeps them from fighting each other, and the fact that you dispense love equally between them is an important factor. 

The two will eventually grow to respect each other as well, with Brahms eventually being comforted by Vincent's company if you are unavailable. He will often sit quietly with Jonesy as he watches Vincent work on his sculptures, very rarely interrupting him. Vincent isn't bothered by this presence, and is often comforted if either you, Brahms, or the both of you are in the room with him doing whatever as he sculpts. 

Vincent grows fond of Brahms, feeling protective of him when he becomes distressed and overwhelmed. Growing up with Bo, he has learned how to help diffuse highly volatile situations. Even if he can't speak very well, his gentle reassurances help while he deescalates Brahms’ tantrums. A plus for you, really. 

As the two of them both wear masks to hide their faces, they might reveal themselves sooner rather than later simply because they're in the presence of another person that truly understands what their going through, as well as someone who loves them unconditionally (you, of course). Expect them to take of their masks one night while the three of you are together, the two of them slowly revealing themselves to each other and you. Brahms’ burn scars, and Vincent's scars each on one side of their face, cause them to be moved when they first see each other. They'll have their masks off around you more often after that. 

Now,,, the somft dating headcanons,,, 

Brahms and Vincent are both touch starved individuals so just expect to be giving lots of love to these boys. Just you cuddling with them makes them melt, and if they see you giving attention to one you know the other will grow jealous until you give them some love as well. Brahms is much more clingy than Vincent however, and you'll have to be a bit more firm with him about your space even if he ignores it most of the time. Vincent is a lot more shy so when you give him hugs and kisses he is more likely to freeze up instead of latch onto you like Brahms the Leech Boy would. 

Both spoil you as much as humanly possible, mostly with love and physical affection though they have their own little ways of treating you. Vincent makes you small wax sculptures all the time, enjoying the smile on your face as you look the figure over with adoration. Brahms gets a bit annoyed over this, as he doesn't have much of an artistic hand. But Vincent is happy to give him some wax and either let him mess around with it or teach him some techniques to properly use it. Brahms is so proud once he is able to make you something small, probably a bowl, and he absolutely melts when you squeal in delight at his thoughtful gift. Vincent can't help but feel happy himself too. 

Lots of snuggle piles with the three of you, often with you in the middle. While they don't tend to have a favorite position as long as they get to hold you, they do have a few regular positions. When you read out loud to them, Vincent tends to sit behind you, your back up against his chest, as Brahms is tangled amongst both of your legs as he rests his head on your lap, his arms draped around your middle. Vincent holds the book open for you so both of your hands are free to pet and play with Brahms’ hair, which he thoroughly enjoys. Sometimes Vincent and Brahms will swap places, or one of them will rest their head against your chest as you act as the big spoon. Also expect many blankets and pillows to further complete your nest as well. 

Luckily for Bo, Brahms’ need for structure in the form of the daily chore list will keep you busy cleaning up the living space and making enough food to feed all the men you were caring for now. If Bo has been particularly good, Brahms might tag along with you to the gas station to deliver him lunch after you bring Vincent his. Vincent is usually busy with his art so you give him a kiss on top of his head and leave his food on his work bench, knowing he will get to it once he is hungry. Bo won't dare to lash out too much when he is being fed, especially not when Brahms stands behind you like an imposing bodyguard whenever Bo is nearby. 

Date nights with the two of them are rather unconventional. Most of the time whenever the three of you are together it is considered a date whether or not it is super romantic. Just coexisting in the same space is often enough for the three of you. Vincent is happy enough to show you and Brahms around Ambrose, obviously knowing the best places to relax and get away from the stress the town can bring. He knows exactly where you can see the best sunrises and sunsets too. And Brahms is more than happy to tag along, though if he was in his manor than he would probably have a hard time leaving even with the two of you by his side. 

Expect lots of quiet nights reading, softly talking amongst yourselves, watching old vhs tapes found around town on the small TV, and listening to music. Sometimes Jonesy will keep you all company and get lots of snuggles and belly rubs as well. 

Now onto the headcanons you filthy animals were waiting for. You know. The naughty stuff ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Being the needy man he is, Brahms is probably the first to initiate sexual touching. He is certainly not shy about his desire for you, not even being embarrassed about growing hard around you. Vincent, on the other hand, is too ashamed to initiate contact in the beginning, even if he feels the same way. Most likely he will let Brahms take the lead with you first, enjoying the act of watching you both. You can't get enough of the sight of Vincent sitting in his chair, hand squeezed tightly around his member as he edges himself while watching Brahms grab and explore your body. And with Brahms’ jealous streak he doesn't mind having you first either. 

Slowly, Vincent will find his way into bed with the two of you, probably at your urging. If Brahms is feeling particularly generous, he might be the one to say something. "They’re so soft Vinny, you have to touch them." With some gentle persuasion, Vincent will touch you the way Brahms touches you, making your toes curl and your breath hitch. Brahms watches eagerly, touching you as well and grabbing your hand and holding it over his cock as you pump him until his seed spills over you.

Vincent isn't shy about body worship once he realizes how much you want him. He will kiss and caress every inch of you, pulling out all sorts of noises that you never thought were possible. Brahms looks on in awe, his mouth often following behind Vincent's as he mimics the actions, much to your delight. 

Brahms has a hard time holding himself back around you while Vincent can take an entire night with you, so together they tend to even out. They'll go until you're too exhausted, but usually Brahms will finish first, leaving Vincent all the time in the world with you. That is, until Brahms’ gets hard again and finds his way back into the fray. 

They are both comfortable being switches, not minding if they are on top but if you want to top they will gladly let you spoil them. They both love being ridden, holding you in their arms as you bounce on their cock, until you leave them a shaking mess beneath you. They also enjoy receiving oral from you, and you tend to include both of them in the activity. Sometimes you will jerk the two of them off with your hands, give oral to one and use your hand on the other, or on at least one occasion, have attempted to at the very least lick both of them at the same time. 

As the three of you grow more open and experienced with each other's bodies, you can expect to try taking them both on at least a few occasions. Sometimes one of them will be performing oral or fucking you as you take the other in your mouth. If you happen to be AFAB, expect double penetration to be attempted at least once, though Brahms is a bit too impatient to go through the whole ordeal so it isn't an activity you often engage in. 

Now, Brahms and Vincent both grew up in very strict and sheltered homes, so the thought of being naked in the same room as another man, or sharing the same person with another man in the same bed might cause them trepidation in the beginning of your sexual relationship. Eventually, however, they grow to love each other as much as they love you, though they might show it to each other in a different way. While they might not initiate sex with each other if you aren't around, they will slowly begin to experiment with you in the bedroom. Touching you turns into touching each other as well, and they find that while each other's touch is much different than yours, they enjoy this new feeling. 

In fact, they might have been known to, on occasion, jerk each other off if their needs grow too intense and you aren’t around to provide for them. When you caught them, they were facing each other, pumping each other’s member as Brahms buried his face into Vincent's shoulder. Initially they were wildly embarrassed and thought you would be mad, but you assured them you weren't, your words of encouragement helping them finish. 

Time for kinks!

They both share voyeurism kink, and while Brahms can be a bit annoyed and bratty if he has to sit on the sidelines, both are content to watch the other have their way with you, getting off on just watching. Hell, both of them spy on you on the regular, watching you get dressed or shower before you either notice them in the doorway or they allow themselves in. 

If Vincent is able to get a hold of a camera you know he will be taking pictures of you constantly, with or without you knowing. While it partially adds to his voyeur kink, he enjoys being able to take artistic nudes of you, as well as less artistic ones where you are simply being wrecked by one or the both of them. 

Wax play is a big kink of Vincent's as he enjoys watching your expression as he tips the candle over your skin and watches how the hot wax makes you jolt for a moment before it begins to solidify on your skin. Brahms, however, is not a fan, simply because he finds it tedious as well as being unable to enjoy it himself. Putting hot wax on a hairy man is not a fun time. 

They both enjoy bondage, though Brahms doesn't really know how to properly execute it until meeting Vincent. All three of you have been tied up at one point or another, allowing the other two access to their body. Vincent enjoys the more eloquent knots and ties, creating intricate designs on both you and Brahms. Brahms is a good candidate for being tied up as he gets worked up so easily and this is one of the few ways to help him take his time. The ties that you and Brahms execute on Vincent aren't as beautiful but they do the trick, and he often has a hard time edging himself with the two of you giving him attention. 

Any kinks that you have are eagerly accepted by Vincent and Brahms, as they are always happy to bend over backwards to satiate your needs. Even if it is a little embarrassing, they're willing to try anything at least once with you. 

Ultimately, the open communication and understanding between the three of you help immensely when it comes to taking care of each other's needs. You would all drop everything to satisfy your partners, and they would do the same for you.

[dixbolik-lovers]

Ooo, if we're doing requests again could I get the Sakamaki's and Kino snuggling with their parental figure in the parental au?

How sweet~ XD

. . . 

Shuu

Considering his tendencies to pass out anywhere, Shuu is bound to fall asleep if you’re cuddling him. It feels weird to be acting so childish, but when it comes to his need to just take a nap and forget about the world, Shuu can’t be bothered to care too much. He’s always liked using warm, comfortable humans as living body pillows, so he tries to tell himself that this is no different. But when you’re running your fingers through his hair and he feels your chest rising and falling with your breath... it’s hard not to get the impression that he’s being way too vulnerable here. 

Reiji

His pride hates every second of behaving so childishly, but the needy parts of him that have always wanted something like this are insistent. Reiji is painfully tense even when he’s lying next to you or curled up in your lap. He feels awkward, uncomfortable, and downright humiliated, and that’s before you start rubbing his back and praising him for letting you do this. It’s at that point that Reiji more or less breaks. He has to hide his face to preserve his dignity, and he can never be made to admit to it, but he’s absolutely snuggling into you just a little bit. Don’t point it out. 

Ayato

At first, he’s as bratty as can be. If you have boobs, his face is going right in them. Being an ass about the whole situation is the only way Ayato can preserve his pride and make himself feel anything less than pathetic for wanting your attention. He loves being held and cuddled, but of course, actually saying that is beyond him. The best he can do is make cheeky remarks... and act disturbingly like a kicked puppy if you try to stop. He’s never been held like this before, and it’s getting to him. If you keep encouraging him, he’ll get extremely attached to it. 

Kanato

Once his pride breaks down enough that he’ll cuddle with you, Kanato is a leech. He’ll snuggle into your side like a child, bury his face against your shoulder, and cling to Teddy while insisting that you pet him and treat him sweetly. The closest thing to control that he can hold onto is making demands, so that he does. It’s the only way he can feel less vulnerable like this. Even so, Kanato is unfortunately likely to wind up in tears when the affection and repressed desperation start to get the better of him. Just rub his back and talk to him while he has his breakdown. 

Laito

The sheer vulnerability of the situation makes Laito incredibly uneasy. He’s used to cuddling after sex and such, of course, but being held just for the sake of it is disturbing on a lot of levels. He’s so starved of non-sexual affection that it’s getting to him. Bad. Laito is, of course, good at playing off how affected he is and pretending like he’s just fine. But in this situation, it’s all he can do to force a smile and make some perverted jokes at your expense. When you squeeze him closer and start rubbing his back, you’ll be able to hear the way his breath hitches in his chest. 

Subaru

He doesn’t deserve it. That’s the number one thing Subaru can think. It’s been years since his mother did anything so gentle, and the cuddling reminds Subaru so much of painful, long-gone memories that he can hardly take it. He gets aggressive because he doesn’t know what else to do, even though the reality is that he really just wants to snuggle into your hold and stay there until he feels less like a monster because of it. Of course, there’s no way he can let himself do that kind of thing... so Subaru winds up just lying there stiffly and trying not to do anything pathetic. 

Kino

He tries to make it casual, but that doesn’t exactly work. Kino’s childish side is apparent to anyone who meets him, but even then, cuddling up to someone like this feels like a little too much. Or so Kino would like to think. His attention-starved side gets the better of him in no time, and he’ll wind up much, much clingier than he wants to be. And of course, he’s running his mouth the whole time. Talking nonsense and finding ways to insult you is the best way that Kino can hold onto his dignity... and even that falls apart when he starts to sniffle and find it hard to keep his voice steady. 

[twstedstoryshop]

Because of @/pannacatto, I now have sudden Jalia brainrot. Preface that Jalia will kind of have traits between Jade, Lilia, and Shopkeep so yep. Onto my mad ramblings.

Jalia is a close family friend of the Leech family and has helped the Leeches for a long time of-- let’s say, making things disappear without a trace in the depths of the Coral Sea... The only repayment they wish for is to keep having close ties and have the permission to treat them as “family”

Jalia seems to have a strange fixation on the concept of family as Jalia doesn’t have a family of their own. They’ve been around for too long to even consider the notion. So if given the opportunity, they will cling onto any kind of interaction/bond. To be seen as family by them is the highest trust.

Jalia adores the Tweels. The Tweels themselves? Ehhhh... Jalia has a tendency to be VERY rough in their play-fighting with them to the point that the two of them come out nearly battered and bruised. Jalia also likes to teasingly threaten them via, “Oya, oya, if you two don’t get out of my clutches, I might end up keeping one of you as my bride~” Tweels: [STRUGGLING FRANTICALLY]

Jalia has this running joke of asking anyone if they want to be their bride. Mostly just to scare people... We don’t know if they’re actually serious or not about it.

Meta note, this thing of asking people to be their bride is based on like how fae steal humans away to be their partners or merfolk drowning sailors accidentally because they fell in love.

They also have a habit of adopting all sorts of creatures and tending to a multitude of strange plant-life. Back in their deep sea home, they mentioned they have quite the menagerie of deep creatures and plants they care for dearly. “The creatures on land are so vastly different to my darling pets. Much less... Nippy, huhu~”

What kind of creature are they? Jalia likes to put it simply as a deep sea Gulper Eel. But that seems to only be scratching on the surface of what they truly are...

[twisted-imagines]

Hello! I know someone has done a similar request to this on another blog but I was curious on your interpretation: how do you think the Leech brothers and Azul would react to having a crush or a SO that REALLY likes seafood, maybe even a particular fondness to eel or octopus dishes? (My personal favorite is squid n salmon 🐙🐟) Feel free to do whatever format you think would work best for this request!

I personally don't eat seafood much so it may be inaccurate, but I had fun with this one~ Scenario part is about eating their animal counterpart🤭 My attempt at comedy. Why did it turn to horror with Floyd though?

Maybe someday I will stop to just randomly go MIA. Maybe.

Octavinelle and a s/o who loves seafood

Jade Leech 🐬

"I promised you the sight, here it is, [Y/n]."

You pant heavily, supporting yourself with hands on your knees, for a minute all you can think about is calming down your breath, but a burning pain in your throat severely hinders your attempts to. Somehow a guy who was born in the sea and never left it before a few years ago can climb higher and faster than you, and you've lived your whole life with your legs. You feel like your skull is squeezing down on you, putting an immense pressure on your brain.

"My my, someone really needs to exercise more. How about joining the Mountain Appreciation Club, [Y/n]? We could do mountaineering more often and build up your stamina?"

You are about to tell him that he'd better kill you now than make you suffer another climb, but once you lift up your head up words die in your throat. Jade sure kept his promise, the sight before you is majestic.

He told you there is a lake somewhere behind that hill and that flora and fauna there is diverse and rich, but what he didn't mention is just how beautiful it is. Untouched, lush greenery, flowers of all colors of rainbow scattered across all the glade that sway to the wind, strive to reach the sun. The horizon is just a straight green line, with mighty trees towering over a pristine blue lake in the middle of this small haven. You can't look at the water for too long, bright sun rays it reflects blind you immediately.

You notice that your head no longer hurts and you can freely breathe in the fresh air, clear of foul smells that people bring when they flock together. But here it's just you, Jade and wild inhabitants of this sanctuary.

"It's beautiful."

"I expected you to enjoy this place. I'm glad my prediction was right. Feel free to explore it, I've made sure that there're no creatures that might hurt you. Before the sun starts to set, enjoy yourself."

You leave your gear and backpack behind and stride forward, having half a mind to take off your shoes and feel for yourself spangled with dew, glistening under the sun bright green grass. You briefly turn to Jade who is still standing behind, seemingly not turned his gaze away from you. He sends a small smile your ways and nods his head encouragingly as if knowing what thought visited your head. You are positive you've never felt so close to nature and to Jade too.

You can't possibly notice, you're already way ahead, touching the water with your leg, retreating when you realize it's too cold for you, keep trying anyway, but the smile does not leave Jade's lips, it grows wider the more he observes you. He can't tell you yet, but the feelings he harbors for you make his heart sing, they are not like anything he's felt before. Oh, how he wishes he could go out with you like this, spend time together without any care in the world, see you smile and look only at him. But things like confessions and relationships need careful planning, he can't possibly let himself be sloppy when it comes to you. Jade is patient, he can wait until that time comes.

"[Y/n], there are lots of different plants and fungi, unique to this area. I go search for them, can I leave setting a camp to you?"

"No problem, go do what you need to do, Mushroom Boy.”

He can't even be mad at you, what a lucky human.

When a noise of someone's footsteps adds to the singing of birds, with cicadas whining and creaking of a bonfire near you mixed in, you know that's it's your companion who's finally returned. Although you stay focused on your task, heat from the fire makes it tempting to turn away,but you just raise your voice to greet him.

"Took you long enough, Jade! I've had time to set camp and to fish! Look, I caught all of these myself!"

Jade approaches you from behind, ready to apologize for his absence, but before he can the sight in his peripheral vision takes away his speech. The fish you have caught and skewered to put above the fire is certainly not what he expected to see. Not what he has ever wanted to see you do.

"[Y/n], I humbly request you to put this poor thing aside or go eat it somewhere a few meters away from me or I might not forgive you for slaying technically one of my kind."

You force yourself to stay in place before you can possibly turn and face himself. You're not ready to look death in the eyes. And the day was just starting to look great, how miserable.

• If his brother at least has a bigger pet peeve than cooked eels, Jade hates seeing eels being prepared as food the most. Like always, you can't tell from looking at his face, but he's furious on the inside. He can't police what you eat and it's not like few humans consume eels. Still, he doesn't want his s/o eating his animal equivalent, even though it can't possibly have the same self-awareness or intelligence that he possesses as a merman. If you insist and don't try to at least hide it from him, expect some petty Jade in the days following. You don't want to comply and listen to his wishes? Then neither does he, he will find a way to annoy you while staying as classy as ever.

• But when it does not concern eels or their distant relatives Jade is all about you exploring sea cuisine, he himself will never miss a chance to partake in some seafood as well. He smirks when he learns that you also share a common love for octopuses. You understand, right? Not only they are tasty-looking while alive, but cooked and seasoned they're just the best. Cue a distressed Azul hiding from both of you in his VIP room.

• When Monstro Lounge was still new Azul really needed someone both skilled and trusted on the kitchen, Jade became both. He will gladly cook something for you and his cooking is amazing. His dishes and how they taste is everything you've ever wanted from your dinner. Can he also cook for you in the morning and in the evening? Jade says that he should have a very important reason to stay with you for the whole day and to live with you... If your fixation with seafood, sea creatures, and the way he prepares them makes you think about becoming more serious about your relationships, particularly starting them or bringing them to a new stage if you two are not quite there yet, Jade won't mind. He always reminds you he's there for you whenever you may need him.

• If Monstro Lounge menu is to undergo a change you're one of the first to taste any new seasonal dish, made by either of brothers, however, Jade usually prefers to take care of you himself, no matter if you're at the cafe as his friend, quote-unquote crush, of just as a customer. If he has to appeal to your taste buds first for you to consider him a suitable mate Jade will try his best for sure.

Floyd Leech🦈

"Thank you, Rook, I really appreciate it!"

"Don't mention it, Trickster! My humble persona is always ready to help you and hunting just happens to be my specialty. Until later!"

Capricious male from Pomefiore runs away faster than you can question whether fishing and hunting are the same, but at least he helped you out. Your boyfriend doesn't get along with him at all, but to your thought Rook is not a bad man. Or maybe you just have a thing for flamboyant people.

You reminisce about how you recently commented on the college's cafeteria lack of fish dishes you loved so much, only for the male to overhear it and offer you a whole basket of different sea dwellers today. You aren't sure if some of them can be even found in locations of NRC or near it, not to mention actually having it be caught and delivered to you. And for a small price of "remembering his good deed". Shady deals are pretty much a part of your life at this point, but you are sure this particular one won't sit right with Floyd. Well, not like he should know about it anyway.

You get to the task at hand, it is preparing all the goodies that you got. Clams and oysters, crabs and lobsters, mackerel, salmon, squids, and several other creatures, some that you don't recognize at all. You know you will be having a blast both preparing all of this and then eating! Your evening promises to be amazing.

"Oh, it smells so good! [Y/n], is there any tuna? Say there is!"

"I believe I see some! We're having a feast today, Grim!"

With an excited mewl following you to the kitchen you place the basket on the countertop with a small thud. It's cold to touch and permits no smell that fish usually gives off. You're as unfamiliar with magic as one can get in this world and Rook knows about it just as well as the next Heartslabyul student. Pretty considerate of him to cast some cooling spell on it. But you will be doing everything with your own hands from this point, just like you always do. Apron in place, sleeves of your shirt rolled up. When fleeting Ramshackle dorm somebody left the knives too, you take the one that you sharpened prior. Time to get started!

"[Y/n]! It's the best! My lovely, tasty tuna! Let's dig in!"

Salmon's pale orange meat easily pierced by a fork, an alluring aroma of spices surrounds you, you place it in your mouth and it basically melts there, leaving a unique aftertaste. You've missed it. You are no chef, but your skills are enough to cook the dishes you've eaten countless times already. It's due to thank Rook for the amazing evening. Nothing can make it better at this point.

"Shrimpy, I'm home! Did you miss me? I missed you~ What a tasty smell-"

Faster than you can take another bite, Floyd bursts into the dorm, making a beeline straight to the kitchen, lead by the scent of your cooking. You've forgotten, haven't you? Elated about the perspective of finally partaking into your favorite dishes once again after the long while, you forgot about inviting your boyfriend altogether. Caught red-handed; or more like open-mouthed. Floyd stops right before the dining table, watches intently first your dinner, then you. You slowly put the food back on the plate, your nervous chuckle fills the awkward pause, before your unexpected guest stars to talk again.

"Whatcha doing here Shrimpy? Eating? Why not come to Monstro Lounge? Why not welcome me?"

Hit with the string of questions, put under the pressure by the deadpan gaze he is giving you while still upholding that carefree smile of his, you hurry to the cupboard to bring Floyd a plate. The male has already leisurely taken his place behind the table. Back turned to him, you don't feel like you can be rescued from this situation, or at least pardoned from giving him some sort of answer. You know pretty well how badly Floyd handles separation and boredom, since entering these relationships you've become his first and most welcome relief from both of those feelings. Being excluded from your life is rather upsetting for him.

By the time you sit back the grey cat, your only other companion in the dorm is nowhere to be seen.

"I was just about to call you. It's been a long time I have eaten any of these, got a little carried away. Sadly, Monstro Lounge has little of things I like, and I already tasted everything I could."

Listening to your rambling with a placid smile, Floyd hasn't said a thing, only hummed twice, commenting on how he is usually the one preparing you all the dishes at the cafe and now it is his turn to taste your cooking. You hope that the sigh you let out is not visible, the stress instilled by the awkwardness of the situation you got into is slowly draining from your body, making your movements lighter, calmer. A hard contrast to Floyd, who seemingly didn't move one inch in his seat, continuing to observe you.

"And where did you even get all of these tasty creatures from, Shrimpy?"

You hurriedly bring some piece of meat from the variety of dishes you prepared to your mouth to and bite into it, your words muffled and hurried. You did nothing wrong so why does it feel like an interrogation?

"O-oh, my friends gave me this basket, I'm very grateful to them-"

You don't manage to finish your sentence.

"Ah, Shrimpy~ Lying to me, not welcoming me to dinner and now eating one of my kind...

You really want to get at me for something, don't you?"

• Perceives you eating eel dishes as a personal attack, Floyd will make you stop at any cost if he sees you eating one. He's peeved at the sight and starts to think back to things he could have done to you that made you angry with him, or reasons for you to trying to start a fight, you're basically eating him! He doesn't fear a Shrimp like you, but the sight is unnerving him.

• But Floyd does share your fondness for seafood, it's the only food he has eaten for most of his life after all! Monstro Lounge has a wide variety of fish dishes and he will gladly prepare anything to you as long as it's in their stock. And he's a pretty great cook too! And utterly the worst to eat with, he'll annoy you so by taking away your utensils and feeding you himself until you'll eventually either lose a nerve or burst from embarrassment. While Floyd generally loves eating what you prepare, he especially looks forward to you cooking sea creatures, not only for the taste but also to see how a land dweller usually eats them, what kind of recipes you have.

• Will cook some squid or octopus at Monstro Lounge, just before the closing, a time during Azul always goes out of the VIP room to supervise the cafe, and then share it with you, praising the taste and smell all the while, looking at his friend straight into the eyes, searching for a reaction. Encourages you to do so too. It will not end without furious Azul chastising laughing Floyd, and depending on if you like to join your boyfriend in his pranks, then you too.

• If you did something to upset him, but not enough for him to argue with you, expect to see Floyd order a handful of shrimps and eat them in a simultaneously gross and intimidating way. Does he want to threaten you? You don't know if you should be scared that he's eating "you", angry that he wastes food instead of talking with you or amused by his childishness.

• If you happen to be somewhere near the lake or sea, where there are sure lots of fish, Floyd will hunt some for you. Two birds with one stone: he gets to see you happy and hear you thank and praise him, and he can spend some time in the water, trading human legs for his dear tail and fins. Fishermen hate him, he catches what he needs, but all other fish swims away, scared.

Azul Ashengrotto🐙

"It sure is busy during this time of the year."

You have to grab your boyfriend's hand tighter, afraid to lose him in the raucous crowd that is so hell-bent on pushing you from side to side. Merchants touting passers-by to look at their stands, food stalls and crowds that get drawn to them, why would you want to get a picture with this monkey, no, children happy to ditch their parents and go run amok and you don't want to get started on the unbearable heat, today is unusually hot. Most of your vacation with Azul has been calm and relaxed, you greatly enjoyed yourself, resting under the shadows, once or twice nearly lulled into sleep by the tranquil sound of waves hitting the shore. The most action you got was when you showed off your new swimwear to Azul and when you had to catch the sandal that almost got taken by the sea, so this commotion is tiring you exceedingly fast. The only upside is that Azul is still by your side, his company definitely the best part of this small getaway you have.

"It is, yes... But it is to be expected, especially from the main street. Wavecrest Neptunalia is one of the few holidays that merfolk and humans share and come together to celebrate, each on their own land. It's a festival dedicated to praising the sea so there bound to be a lot of "sea gifts" for you to eat too."

He goes on a little rant about the origin, customs, traditions, and so on. You only know just how stunning he looks. You get little chance in the college to see him wear less fabric or express himself so freely, you don't even have that much time to be with him at all, damned be responsibilities of dorm leaders, extra curriculum and other crap. Doesn't Azul not handle hot weather well himself? He's a bit red in the face, and a few loose silver strands have stuck to his forehead, but otherwise, he seems very upbeat. You like that look on him.

When he expectantly turns in your direction you do not show you've been preoccupied with looking at him, rather than listening, although some parts did get through to you.

"You sure did your homework, Azul."

"I always do my homework- Ah... Yes, it's our first trip and you would have no way knowing about it, I wanted to give you the insight."

Isn't he the most adorable and loving man in the whole Twisted Wonderland? To you he is. He may have his own hang-ups, but you love him whole, you can't not to. You smile warmly at him and squeeze his hand, he may overheat if you try to do more while in public, you can deduce as much from the way his face reddens profusely at such small gestures.

"I appreciate it, thank you."

To turn back your head to the street, just in time to notice the sign of some rather intriguing looking restaurant. Perfect, you get to hide from both people and less than nice weather and also eat!

"Well then, you mentioned "sea gifts" - I want to try them, let's find someplace to eat! This one looks interesting."

The interior is styled with a lot of sea motives, the main attraction, a huge barracuda skeleton, hanging from the ceiling. You notice Azul looking around, in the end being pretty unimpressed, humans design and decoration abilities did not meet his expectations. Despite that both you and he find yourself shocked by the diversity the menu is offering. You make a mental note to make sure you walk out of this place on your two, and not rolled out by Azul in a form of a happy, big ball.

"Dear, you know what to order, I must excuse myself. Don't get bored."

He sends you a smirk, before disappearing into the general direction of the restroom. But look at this menu, they even have a separate page for every creature, crazy...

By the time Azul returned you have already made an order, waiting time passes unnoticed, you're too engrossed into your chat, discussing with Azul nothing in particular, you believe you could enjoy being silent with him. You don't mind it when your boyfriend goes quiet when your first dish is served to you.

"Octopus carpaccio, huh, [Y/n]."

You look shocked, like a guilty puppy. Only a sigh follows suit from him. He did forget octopus was nearly the first in the list of your most favorite seafood. You sure do love his kind, no matter the form they come in, he's the prime example. Azul catches himself on the thought that all people dear to him are either octopuses or love to eat them, no in-between. He wonders whether there's some kind of odd curse cast upon him. His businessman smile takes place on his face.

"How about a deal? You won't notice me eating this fried chicken later and I'll pretend this one never happened too?"

• Azul is unfortunately used to be the butt of jokes about eating his animal form, all credits to Leech twins, he's also well aware of how popular octopus dishes are in general among people, mer or not. He's rather chill with you liking to eat something made of his animal counterpart, but no matter how distanced he feels from his merman form he gets nervous at the sight of you eating those dishes, of anyone really eating them before him, and he gets more agitated if you taunt him with it. His hands are full with two eels, he doesn't need you teasing him too, no matter how lighthearted it is.

• Is it deep-fried? Yes? Then Azul loves it. No? He won't see the allure, even if you try to convince him otherwise. He eats his vegetables, but not without a feeling of disgust, he would rather have something less "grass-like", so he understands when you express how much you love seafood, and he's happy as long as it's healthy for you. For that reason he will either feed you at Monstro Lounge or in a really trustworthy place, goes in hand with his little quirk of going out with you to different restaurants and cafes.

• Please, don't tell him that his merman form looks tasty, he will get scared, it's not a joke. If he finds a pot to hide inside first you'll have to persuade him to leave it and then make it up by paying him countless compliments, apologizing is a must too. No, you can't take a bite! Maybe from his human body, but not this one. You don't like human flesh? Oh, mighty sea, help him.

[aggressive-positivity-network]

I just need anything with the mercs and bugs. Like just arthropods in general. Please just the boys and some bugs, please 🥺

Mercs & Creepy Crawlies

Headcanons

Medic:

“Bug? Vhere?”

He is interested in all living creatures, so of course he would have no qualms with insects. Of course, he would prefer mammals, but whatever.

His favorite to study? Cockroaches!

He likes to use them as mini-science projects. When he gets bored or burnt out, he usually takes to the “Roach-Mobile,” using electronic signals to move the cockroach every which way.

He’s also a big fan of scorpions, millipedes, and the occasional revived fossil.

It’s one of the few things he likes about living in the desert.

Lately, though, since he’s become more and more exhausted, he usually hangs out in his butterfly room. That always seems to relax him.

Heavy:

Heavy usually doesn’t notice insects unless there’s a scorpion in his boot or a fly on his sandwich.

However, he unfortunately has a very rare allergy to ladybugs.

It usually doesn’t flare up unless they go to a campground or a park where there are a lot of ladybugs.

He sneezes something awful.

And when Heavy sneezes, you definitely notice.

It hasn’t gotten very bad over the years, especially because of the arid air around the base.

But one time they had a ladybug infestation after a shipment for Medic went wrong. Until Engineer exterminated them, Heavy was sick as a dog. He even swelled up a bit and ran a low-grade fever.

“Lady is little, but make big man feel sick...”

Any occasional ladybug in the base is practically killed on sight.

Demo:

Since he lived in Scotland, the only bug he is familiar with are worms, so he doesn’t really have much to say about the others.

Except, of course, leeches.

He is deathly afraid of them.

When he was young, he was attacked by a leech swarm in a lake, and he lost a lot of blood. He even had to go to the hospital.

Ever since then, he gets sick even looking at a leech.

Medic is thrilled. He has a nice, healthy, slightly obsessive interest in phobias.

The doctor likes to tease him whenever possible, and will always offer leeches as an option when Demo gets injured.

One time, he even held up one for Demo to see.

Demo proceeded to scream, throw a grenade in Medic’s direction, and run like the devil in the opposite direction. He didn’t even take out the pin, just threw the whole, inactivated explosive.

Medic laughed and put it back in the tank, but hasn’t done it since...he already spends enough on the lab as it is.

Soldier:

He has and takes care of a pet scorpion in his Sniper Square.

Their name is Roman.

They literally have a bow on their tail made out of an old t-shirt.

Soldier feeds Roman insects, small frogs, and other meaty things - he even gave them beef jerky once.

He is pretty much immune to scorpion poison because Roman has stung him so many times.

Other than that, Soldier is pretty chill with every other bug.

Sometimes he’ll just be at the table.

Playing with a brown recluse.

Or even a black widow.

Like man, do you have any self-preservation instincts?

Sniper:

Bugs make his job a lot harder, especially centipedes and Soldier’s pet scorpion.

Sniper’ll be aiming for a shot, then he’ll feel a bunch of legs crawling on him.

Sometimes it’s sweat.

Sometimes bug.

He thinks dragonflies are pretty cool, though.

If one lands on the muzzle of his gun, he won’t take the shot. He considers it bad luck to startle a dragonfly.

Sniper isn’t afraid of any insects - I mean, come on, he lived in Australia - but he doesn’t like most of them because of how small, quick, and usually poisonous they are.

Just dragonflies.

In fact, he secretly likes collecting dragonfly stuff along with apricot stuff.

Pyro once got him a scented sticker with a dragonfly on a peach for Smissmas, and he almost went insane over it. He has stuck it on the wall of the Sniper Square, right next to the slit he shoots out of.

Pyro:

There aren’t many day bugs that Pyro likes.

Miss Pauling doesn’t them keep any, so what’s even the point?

However, fireflies are a different story.

Pyro catches massive amounts of them every night and uses them as a night light until morning.

Engie is in the process of making small “fire-bots” so that the firefly population doesn’t go extinct.

The only other bug Pyro is interested in is butterflies. He spends a lot of time in Medic’s butterfly room as a result.

His favorite is watching them come out of their chrysalis. He’ll just sit in the butterfly nursery and stare at them at they come out.

Pyro is very gentle with them, so Medic trusts her to go fetch all the new butterflies and set them free.

It’s their favorite job ever.

Engineer:

GRASSHOPPERS!

No, I’m serious, he is obsessed with grasshoppers.

When he is feeling burnt out, he can and will build as many tiny, robotic grasshoppers as necessary to feel better.

Sometimes he sets them loose and watches them hop around.

Any merc can walk in and see Engineer cross-legged on the floor, staring at an endless sea of robo-hoppers.

“Should I come back later?”

“Yeah.”

He thought about making robo-birds to catch them, but then thought about how he’d have to make robo-cats to catch the birds, and robo-dogs to catch the cats...he got so overwhelmed that he just put the grasshoppers away and took a well-deserved nap.

Scout:

Messes around with pretty much anything that isn’t poisonous

He was actually once dared to eat worms, succeeded, and then proceeded to eat a few worms whenever he could find them.

??????

Medic thinks it’s because of a vitamin deficiency, but no one really knows for sure.

Scout was also always covered in mosquito bites.

He refused to put on bug spray because of the smell and the fact he can’t stand still long enough for it to be applied.

Finally, out of sheer frustration of Scout’s whining about itching all the time, Engineer “came across” a dog tag necklace that suddenly took care of the bug problem.

Scout wore it proudly, and he hasn’t had a bug bite since.

Medic owes Engineer several favors for that one.

Spy:

He will not tolerate bugs.

He doesn’t like cockroaches, flies, scorpions, ladybugs, butterflies, or mosquitos.

But Spy has a special burning passion for spiders.

He will not visibly freak out, of course - he has too much pride for that.

However, he will take the magazine from under his arm and slam it down on the spider, instantly killing it.

He cracked a wooden table after seeing a black widow.

Medic has tried exposure therapy, but Spy has managed to kill every single one of his specimens.

But hey, it’s free pest control, so no one else is complaining.

I wonder if I should add Ms. Pauling in the future...what do you guys think?

@leepogo