#O MA GAWD

[patrothestupid]

procrastinate now !

[hismourningflower]

BWAAAH KAI . . You’re fannie ?? 🥺 whaaat ! who ! when where why howw ! ! ! ! when did u announce dwis ?!! i feel so late to da party omgie KAIIII ! ! ! ! ! ! ‘m shaking u by da shoulders squealing at a high enough frequency 2 shatter glass :<

how kind r u to write those personalized drabbles for everyone ! ! 🥺🥺 catering it to each person individually requires so much work n careful observation n n n ! 🥺 u r an actual angel on earth bwabie . . . thank u so so so much not only frm myself but frm everyone else who u sent those drabbles to . . this is embarrassing to admit wah but i rllie do reread it almost every day n it makes mi so incredibly happie each n every time 🥺🥺🥺 hehe now . . . ‘s time for payback >:D mweheheheh

i am fannie babie !!! ehehe ur not late 2 da party at allll i announced it last nite here <33 surprise !! ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ )

eeeek u r gon make me cry coco u absolute sweetheart (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈) is just mi love language 2 mooties… still got plenty o’ gifts 2 give u all !! in fact, haithie is in drafts rite nowww ( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩) ilysm dis will not be da end of fannie i prommy!!

uh oh… every1 is takin revenge tho (｡>﹏<) dis is war !! ♡

[jazeswhbhaven]

A Christmas Beneath Heaven | React | Days: 1, 2, & 3

Alright ya'll let's see if I can get myself back into the swing of things with this christmas event which has me all over the place so far lmao.

It's funny how the plot is this cold that causes MC to be overly horny because I'm recovering from the flu and all I felt was p a i n and n o s l e e p

I've been liking the format that I've been doing my reacts lately as I think it's a little easier to read? (Ya'll let me know if it is or isn't or no change)

Summary, Screenshots with unhinged reactions, recap and what I think so far

So let's jump in with that!!

What's going AWN?!

We're in Gehenna for Christmas once again, and this time it seems the decor is more traditional to Earth standards instead of what they did in the angel cards.

MC keeps running off somewhere and it's pretty much confusing everyone. There's a point where Leraye and Paimon suspect it's a bathroom issue and Leraye says some crazy stuff like???

Leraye apparently doesn't mind if MC were to go to the bathroom in front of him or fart in front of him and Paimon shuts him up by saying don't reveal your kinks <3 So confirmed Leraye is that boyfriend you can go to the bathroom while he's showering or brushing his teeth. (see screencaps below for receipts)

Well, the matter of the fact is that MC is running off to the bathroom but it's not for that. It's because they literally have to jack off as if they're going through a second puberty (honestly I don't remember being horny in my adolescence at all....I was annoyed by everyone else being horny lmaoooo)

Like we're talkin' there's a scene where they rush off to a bathroom in Hades to touch themselves (in detail) and they can sense Foras is in the bathroom (he is)

MC tries to relieve the issue by visiting different devils, I'm talking like bouncing off to every country to get their mind off it. Eligos, Stolas, Vassago, Morax...it doesn't help at all because they're finding something erotic about them in every way.

MC decides to take it upon themselves to find a sage to help figure out what's wrong with them. And well when we get to who it is??? It's fucking Jjyu in a poorly disguised costume. I cannot make this up like you can tell it's him and it's so funny.

So, facts are his full name is Jjyursei. He only works 9-5 as Belial's voice (does Belial know that? lmao) and he's a part-time sage. Crazy. And he was being so rude as per usual I'm just like....you're the size of a trinket/candy I can flick you across this room.

It's also revealed by Jjyu that MC has been hella touchy, rubbing up on the nobles during battles but it's not like anyone minds it because it helps with "morale" (what kinda bs....LMAO i'm sorry I was expecting them to be focused while fighting) and that seems "normal" but MC swears this is different than before.

So he gives them a thermometer to stuck up their ass, and they are literally losing their mind doing that. They also had to spit in a jar, take off their sock, and Jjyu was smelling the thermometer (W H A T) The results are...their desire is off the charts indicating a "hell christmas cold"

So another cool fact: A devil's first time masturbating generates 100C of heat, first time they have sex it's 200C of heat, MC is currently at 800C (gawd damn, like if that much heat is generated I wonder what keeps MC from burning up having sex unless it's regulated to where it doesn't hurt them)

So Jjyu calls a meeting and all hell is breaking loose lmao. Beel even showed up. (Lucifer did not, probably had something better to do) And after getting glared at and nearly jumped, Jjyu explains that MC has caught the Christmas Cold. Beleth doesn't know what that is (bless him) and Sitri explains that it affects humans much differently, because if it was rampant on Earth it wouldn't just affect sexual desires but other unsavory desires (think: THE PURGE).

Naturally, everyone is trying to figure out what to do to save MC, but there's another matter that gets brought up. Mammon wants to fucking buy the thermometer that was in MC's ass. 💀💀💀💀

Satan is pissed off, saying he's not letting that happen because it's Gehenna property (we know the real reason Satan but it's not like he's lying lol) Levi is upset because he thinks this is interfering with him getting proper context. Beel agrees with Levi and Asmodeus is over here like "oh let's make this a threesome <3"

Asmo. pls.

Belphie oddly is being serious when he wakes up to mention that he's never seen anyone get it. This being true because devils don't repress their desires, but MC has been? (I find that hard to believe based on events...)

(Also some of ya'll may have noticed a pronoun mix up but Satan refers to fem!MC as "that guy") Satan though does bring up that he has to remind MC to give in to their desires, and that's indeed true. We see it happen. So perhaps MC does repress enough for the christmas cold to be that bad.

BUT there's someone else who had it. Solomon himself! He caught it when he first arrived in Hell and it was bad, but it cleared up for him. Beel suddenly orders Bael to go find the devil that treated Solomon and to bring him back (poor Bael)

So now MC is being held in a quaratine room. There's nobles watching them, and apparently MC has been masturbating so much they lost weight. Also, they can't see the nobles through the one-way glass but they can see them....so yeah when MC starts up their self-play the nobles have a front row seat. WHATS CRAZIER is that they start masturbating too????? HELLO??????? (idk to me that's kinda hot not knowing that they're watching)

Also, Sitri being shown to be the favorite....MC is like "I wanna finger his hole" and Sitri is out here about to bust down doors to get in there and Beleth stops him lol (NO LIKE he was literally about to tear things apart to get in that room)

AND now it appears that Bael has found the devil that treated Solomon. WHICHHHHHH we get to see on day 4~

SCREENCAP TIME

They are so damn cute, Paimon likes scritching Ppyong on the belly and I'm like yeahhhh when Juno's around they probs fuckkkkk~

Leraye not beating the allegations of having a bodily function kink....maybe even a fart kink (that's real btw and I've heard of folks making content for it 💀)

First, the bathroom in Hades look nice asf. Second, when I said in detail??? Yeah this is for fem!MC btw even the masturbating descriptions. MC is down bad like?

Yup his freaky ass was there watching lmao. He did say he was always gonna know what MC is doing and I bet he was having a hard time not jacking off

Satan being like-

He hates being interrupted or ignored so I can just hear him being irritated lmao

Eligos the bby~ seeing how he reacts to being touched on his head means he probably gets going by intimate soft touches. He was being so sweet <3 (even though MC was fucking HAVING A NOSEBLEED ALL OVER THE PLACE)

Don't stare at him or he will f i g h t

I find this funny because you can literally just be standing there admiring him and he's like YEAH SQUARE UP. Silly.

Vassago also just staring like ???? I found this funny because he's probably an eater but will we ever find out??? H O P E FU L L Y

Now MC, this was a damn mistake.

Yeah Morax I'mma need you to stick three fingers in and see if you can find that nice spot that makes my brain go brrrrrr. Thank you.

Uh huh....sure. (though I wouldn't mind a little Juno in my life forealllll)

Asmo would have have a field day, I wish they would have went.

Jjyu if you don't get yo-

Okay but same. Barb is rideable

Okay so when do they even have time to do all that? Real talk when the devils are supposed to be fighting 💀💀💀💀💀💀

I can picture the pose, he got that big D energy.

Beel and that nose of his. Don't let him catch you with anything else that has MC's scent on it....we know how he gets

The husband and wife are present <3 Love them.

Mammon be fr right now p l e a s e (wonder how much he'd pay for feet pics or used panties)

Astra's bf's are fighting again <3 (they do this often anyway in their relationship lmao)

Levi don't threaten him with a good time. This also sounds sexual

Asmo being like: sitri you goddamn cockblocking bitch i was trying to get some dick and here you go ruining it

😭🥺

BELETH MY POOKIE

Anddddd we're doneee~

So basically the christmas cold for MC is being very fucking horny to point of masturbating to death so here we go. Sounds like Solomon was just coughing and doing normal shit and then got healed. Levi even brought up that MC isn't the same so that means that Solomon most likely handled this a lot better than MC.

So far this event is hilariously amusing. Like I know folks tend to not like the consistent "MC is down bad" writing but in this instance I'm just finding it entertaining because what do you mean we're sick and masturbating every time we glance at someone? (it reminds me of that one episode of 1000 ways to die where the gf had a disorder where she had multiple orgasms a day just doing regular chores and the guy she was dating got knocked down the stairs during one of her episodes and he died from a broken neck)

ANYWAYS let's see how the other days go from here....I actually had to omit a couple screenshots from my react list but it's f i n e.

Stay tuned~

[fushigurokogane]

❤️️🖤 Blood Moon ❤️️🖤vampire!megumi x reader

The night air was cold, crisp with the scent of rain as you made your way through the quiet streets. The autumn wind rustled the dead leaves, sending them spiraling across the pavement. You tugged your jacket tighter around yourself, hurrying your pace.

You had always gone out on late night walks, but tonight, something felt...off. Like someone was watching you.

And then, you saw him.

Leaning against the wrought-iron fence of the park, bathed in the dim glow of the streetlights, was Megumi Fushiguro. His black hair fell messily over his sharp features, his pale skin almost ghostly against the darkness. His gaze flickered to you, sharp and piercing—eyes glowing a haunting shade of red.

“Megumi?” you called hesitantly, stopping a few feet away.

He didn’t answer at first. His head tilted slightly, as if he were listening to something you couldn’t hear. Then, in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of you.

You gasped, stumbling back. “What the hell—?!”

His expression didn’t change, but there was something...hungry in the way he looked at you. Not just hunger, but longing. Conflict.

“You shouldn’t be out this late,” he said, voice quieter than usual.

You swallowed, your heartbeat hammering in your ears. “And you shouldn’t be creeping up on people.”

A faint smirk tugged at his lips, but it faded quickly. He exhaled through his nose, glancing away as if trying to compose himself. That’s when you saw it the fangs.

Your breath hitched. The world around you seemed to still.

“…Megumi,” you whispered.

His jaw tightened. He looked away, his hands curling into fists. “I didn’t want you to find out like this.”

Your mind raced. This wasn’t possible. It shouldn’t be possible. But standing before you was proof of the impossible—his unnatural stillness, the way he moved too fast, those sharp canines that caught the light just right.

“You’re—”

“I’m a vampire.” He cut you off, his voice flat, as if saying it out loud made it easier. But there was something else in his tone. Regret. Fear. A warning.

You should have been afraid. You should have run.

But you didn’t.

“…Since when?” you asked instead, your voice steadier than you expected.

His eyes flickered to yours, searching for something—fear, disgust, rejection. Instead, he found none.

“A while now,” he admitted. “I’ve kept my distance. From you. From everyone.”

Now it made sense. The late-night disappearances. The way he always kept to the shadows, avoided sunlight. How he never seemed to eat around you anymore.

“You didn’t have to,” you said softly.

He scoffed, but there was no humor in it. “I did. You don’t know what I could do to you.”

You took a step closer, testing the waters. His entire body tensed, as if restraining himself.

“I trust you,” you said.

His eyes darkened. “You shouldn’t.”

Silence stretched between you, heavy and charged. His breathing was shallow—or maybe he wasn’t breathing at all.

Then, his hand lifted. Slowly, hesitantly, his fingers brushed against your pulse point. You knew what he was thinking, what he was fighting.

And yet, you weren’t afraid.

“You’re still you,” you murmured, your fingers wrapping around his. “You still protect people. You still care.”

His grip tightened for a brief moment, like he was anchoring himself.

“You make it sound so simple,” he muttered.

“Maybe it is.”

He let out a quiet laugh, something almost human in it. But his smile faded as he looked at you again, his gaze lingering on your lips—then your throat.

“You should go home,” he said finally, voice barely above a whisper.

You hesitated, then nodded. But before you turned to leave, you reached up and brushed your fingers against his cheek. Cold. But familiar.

“Goodnight, Megumi.”

You walked away, leaving him standing there in the shadows. Watching. Waiting.

Hunger burned in his throat, but something deeper, something far more dangerous, burned in his chest.

Because he wasn’t just thirsty.

He was falling.

OH MA GAWD!!! i really <3 this concept of "vampire!megumi" SO MUCH. i might even make this into a series! If you guys like it PLEASE let me know if I should make a part 2! Anyway, I love you all and I hope you have a great rest of your day!! BAI BAIII~! love, ✭ Nika ✭

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Hiiii!!!! I just finished watching black clover and found your account and have been binging all your fics the whole day!! You're so good at writing o ma gawd.

If it's not too much trouble could I please request for a fic (maybe make it a lil long?🥺) where Fuegoleon and y/n are in an arranged marriage situation with eachother and she's really pretty and they have a big age gap like she's like 6 years younger than him?

She's like his complete opposite- he's a soldier she's not, he liked exercise she likes sitting in a corner of the home library- but they still find themselves attracted to eachother?

I know it's a hyper specific ask so if you don't feel comfortable doing it then that's totally okay too!! But I would appreciate it if you let me know if you're not doing it😁

Hiya~!

I'm glad to hear that you've been on a binge! And that you're enjoying the show ^^

I made this to be a kind of a first meeting thing. And I don't think 6 years is that big of an age gap. Like sure, if you're in your early 20s it might seem so, but once you're in your 30s it's nothing. Speaking as something with an irl 5 year age difference with their spouse ANYWHO, I hope you like this ^^

Pairing: Fuegoleon x f!reader Genre: general/fluff Fanfic type: Oneshot Length: ~0.9k Contains: an arranged marriage prompt, 6 year age difference, reader is an educated woman who isn't the fighting type, office first meeting, smiles and careful tender feelings

What am I doing here? Or. Well. I know perfectly well what I’m doing here. I’m here to meet the man I’m, some day, going to marry. And that day will come rather soon. Far too soon for my liking. Because… while I… Perhaps it’s just a foolish wish of a woman who reads far too many books, I would have liked to marry someone I love, rather than be married off. Though my father deems me of fitting age to marry. 24. I don’t think it’s old, but he deems otherwise. If nothing else, he could have chosen a man who’s closer to my own age. Or at the very least, someone with whom I’d have something in common. Damned hells, I don’t mind having someone who is older than myself, as the men of my own age are nothing but silly boys. Much too juvenile. While older ones tend to have a head on their shoulders. And 5-6 years in age difference… It’s not too bad. In 2 years he’ll be 32 and I’ll be 26. And the further along we go, it’ll just become less significant. Something about women growing up sooner than men. I think that’s where this is going. So… if only we had something in common. But what in common would I have with a soldier? I don’t fight. I don’t do reports. I just… read the news and … enjoy my books. A quiet life. A peaceful life. Yeah, I think ‘peaceful’ is a better word for it. So… this man, who I’m about to meet… I wonder… I wonder what he’ll be like. Someone rugged and battered by battle and life? Someone broken? Jagged? Filled with sharp edges? Someone unruly? Only a few more moments… a few steps… And I’ll have… an idea on how happy, or unhappy, I’ll become…

The doors opened into a study. A room filled with bookshelves. A carpet. And a fireplace in the corner.

A cozy little room.

A room where… you didn’t mind spending some time in.

“Good day, miss,” a voice welcomed you in.

And as you turned your gaze, there was a man with auburn hair and a stern gaze. But still, he didn’t seem… unruly or rugged. Strong perhaps, but… not downright uninviting.

“Please forgive me for choosing this place for our first meeting,” he told you. “But I… hoped to meet you first, in private, rather than accompany you out. And while a living room might have been better suited, I… thought them to be cold and … distant,” he seemed unsure of the last word. “I understand you enjoy reading,” he gestured around the room. “Hence, I chose a place where I hoped you might feel… a little more at ease.”

Thoughts.

Being courteous.

He was already thinking about what might make you feel better.

“I understand that… a marriage of convenience isn’t… ideal-“

“Is it not?” You had to ask. Because for most nobility arranged marriages were preferable, actually, as they functioned as business deals. Less complicated than emotions. And as such, it could be run like a business.

More structured.

That’s why hoping to get married out of love, was unorthodox.

“I…” he uttered. “I can’t…” he stumbled. And cleared his throat. “If I may be as frank, my lady, I always thought to marry for love,” he admitted. “But fate hasn’t been as kind.”

A surprised expression rose to you face, as that wasn’t what you had expected. To hear such a personal admission so soon. And him to be quite so honest with his feelings.

But… his honesty would be something you could trust.

“I understand,” you admitted back. “I share your sentiment,” you continued as your gaze averted.

A flash of surprise passed through him.

“Quite frankly I… I intended to treat this like a business deal,” you continued.

“’Intended’?” He repeated.

Which made you pause for a moment.

“I… suppose so,” you admitted with a slight laugh. “But for now, I… can’t say that I’d mind getting to know you.”

“Oh?” There was a hint of amusement in his curious utterance.

“I… Well,” it came out as an exhale. “You have tried to cater to my preferences,” this time it was you who gestured around the room. “From the little you’ve been told. Which tells me that you’re … an attentive man. And a courteous man. Which reflects the… the um… feel of the situation,” you tried to best describe it. “And you’re being honest with me,” you could feel your heart beating. “If you were in this with… anything less than genuine intent of getting to know me, you wouldn’t have admitted preferring to marry for love.”

His chin lowered a little, but he was smiling. He seemed amused by the situation.

“My lady,” he uttered while gesturing towards the chairs in the room. “I think we’ll have a very pleasant discussion, if only you’d entertain it.”

“I don’t see why not,” this time there was an amused smile on your face.

Because… it had only been a few minutes into the meeting, but… you were already getting along.

Yes. It was very likely that you’d have a very pleasant discussion.

[litmot-archived]

O ma gawd could you possibly do one about after Love dying Xanthus vents his frustration out on his writing or poems or smth and soon breaks down in front of dontis

Lmao the angst is something alright<33

Life Eternal

Xanthus Claiborne x Reader

He supposed it was inevitable. You were human, after all. 

That did not mean he was prepared to lose you. He could not forgive himself for not being at your side and saving you when he had the chance. Even his blood was not powerful enough to resurrect the dead, and as he rushed to you, heart beating on the very verge of breaking, all he caught was your last smile in his direction before you faded away forever. 

The scream of anguish Xanthus had let out as he cradled your lifeless body would haunt Dontis until the end of his days. 

Feeling the bond break was the most painful experience of his life and despite himself, he was happy that it was him suffering through this anguish and not you. It was as if the very air had turned stifling. He could not breathe anymore, every movement hurt, and with every beat of his heart, he was reminded of the part of it that was missing. 

He could deal with the physical pain. He had gone through worse, but what shattered him was the blackness surrounding his heart. It felt like he had died with you and all that was left of him now was an empty shell. 

There was no light in the world. Xanthus did not know himself anymore. Everything felt foreign. 

He looked at his art gallery and saw nothing but an accumulation of things that would soon turn to dust. He walked through his mansion, one he had tended to and cared for for decades, and saw nothing but walls and emptiness. 

The silence was the worst. It made him feel like a void, present but absent at the same time as loneliness, emptiness, and nothingness ate him up from the inside. His sanity was hanging on by a thread and the steady ebb and flow of anguish and sorrow in his mind was wearing him down. 

In the quiet, he heard the echo of your sweet voice, making his heart seize until he doubled over in pain, gasping for breath until he scratched at the walls, sobbing for his lost love. 

He played the piano until his fingers cramped, desperate to fill the silence and push you out of his mind. He longed for a moment of respite from this hell, but even that was denied him. 

How much sorrow could one person take? Had he not suffered enough for his long life?

He gasped when he felt a hand on his shoulder, then a head gently resting on top of his. Xanthus did not dare turn around to face the emptiness where you should be. Instead, he closed his eyes, trying to keep his hands steady enough to continue the piece as tears rolled down his face and his shoulders shook with barely contained sobs. 

It was a different kind of death he experienced, and Xanthus felt buried alive.

“I hate what you did to me,” he said, sitting on the windowsill with his feet dangling in the open air. The fall could not kill him. It would not even hurt. “I hate who you left behind,” he continued, talking to the moon. 

He wished it were you instead. 

The full moon reminded him of the time you went stargazing together. You had curled into his side, leaning your head on his shoulder as you told him about the constellations, marveling at the beauty before you. He had listened with a hum, arms securely wrapped around you as he closed his eyes, focusing on you instead. 

Xanthus sighed, leaning against the wall. The soft night breeze ruffled his hair and he huffed as it dried his tears. “I don’t forgive you,” he muttered, cursing the universe, fate, or whatever else was responsible for the grand scheme of things. “I don’t forgive you for taking them away.”

He stopped counting the days he remained sitting there, gazing into the distance as night turned to day and night again. The passage of time was meaningless to an immortal. What would it matter if he lost a decade like this? What was there to lose now that you were gone? He was dead inside.

“Xanthus?” He blinked, slowly becoming aware of the reality around him when he felt hands on his shoulders, gently tugging him inside.

“What do you want?” he rasped, snatching his arm from Dontis’ grip. “Get out. I don’t want company.”

Dontis looked at him sadly, glancing around at the papers littering the floor. He took in his friend’s ragged appearance. “How long has it been since you’ve eaten?” he asked, placing a hand on Xanthus’ cheek and tilting his head to look at him. 

The dark circles under his eyes looked like bruises on his pale skin. His eyes were dull and lifeless, fixed on Dontis but staring through him all the same. 

“Leave, Dontis,” Xanthus said quietly, stepping back to shrug off his hand. “I want to be alone.” He turned his back to Dontis, leaning against the windowsill to look at the setting sun.

“I think you’ve been alone enough, Xanthus.” Dontis bent down, picking up one of the papers. 

I find you in the moon,

You’re in the gentle breeze at night.

Each time I see the stars,

I see the past I can’t leave behind.

You’re in the whispers of the keys,

Dancing slowly through the air.

You are the brightness of my life,

How can I see when you’re not there?

Look at the wreck you have made me.

I am falling apart now that you’re gone.

I want to hate you I’ll always love you. Come back to me.

I can’t live without you. Please come back to me, love. 

“Xanthus—”

“I will forever be alone now,” he said, his voice tight with tears, “so unless you can bring them back to me somehow, I suggest you stop robbing me of my solitude without offering real company unless you want me to snap your neck.”

Dontis sighed, setting the paper down on the remnants of the desk. Xanthus had nearly torn it to pieces.

“It will get better,” he said. “With time, you will find yourself again without them.”

“Dontis, I’m warning you—”

Xanthus stilled as his arms wrapped around him, engulfing him in a warm hug. He sighed, melting in the tight embrace. He was exhausted. He was tired of hurting all the time and having this void in his chest. 

“I’ve got you,” Dontis said, tightening his grip and guiding Xanthus’ head to rest against his shoulder. 

Slowly, Xanthus returned the embrace. He felt a fresh wave of tears overcoming him, and he held onto Dontis tightly as he sobbed into his shoulder. “I miss them, please,” he cried, allowing himself to break apart in his friend’s arms. 

“I know. It will get better, I promise,” Dontis said comfortingly, not believing the words himself.

[absolute-rehydration]

IF WE ALREADY HAVE SPYPER AND SNY💀

(this sny and spyper render is not mine btw i found it on pinterest, couldn't find the og artist)

GET READY FOR MY SIDETRACK ABOMINATION CREATION HEADHACK MUTILATION I CALL THE

SCY AND SPOUT💀🤩

the head hacking gave me a migrane🤩🤩

my gawd SCY (scout) HAS NO DAMN BUSINESS TO LOOK THIS DAPPER AAAAAAAAAAAAAA💖💖💖😭😭

(I GAVE HIM THE SLAY LIGHTING 💖💖💖💖⚾🧢)

I AM MENTALLY DISTURBED MY SPOUT (spy)

HE FEELS WRONG😭😭

I ADDED A FRIED CHICKEN, HE STILL FEELS WRONG😭😭💀😔

(ngl i wanna make more renders of him now💀🖐️)

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I also assigned somesort of au lore👁️👁️ bcuz why not (also i suck at character building I just wanted to pour my random thoughts hoohaa)

- IN this universe :

spy has scout's personality (God forbid) - so he is now a snarky, loud arrogant lousy french con man who thinks that he is a gentleman and could seduce anyone, (he's just horrendous, much worse than scout)

he has less eccentric tastes than the og spy, he is a football and baseball fanatic, he is known as the kookie european who dedicates his time to geeky shit (scout-like shenanigans) bro doesn't know what table manners r

but by some miracle, scout's ma found him cute?

he pulled a joseph joestar🤩once scout turned 2, he wasn't ready for the child support and fatherhood

TLDR; SPOUT (spy) IS A (40+yr Old) MAN CHILD, BUT WITH THAT FACE NU UH😭😭💀 ----------------------------------------------

Scout has a bit of spy's personality but with a mix of that noir-ish vibe ya know??💀

he grew up knowing his father left his mother, and this made him spiteful, he pushed himself to become a man of classy crimes like espionage, smuggling, heists and infiltrations for his motive is to provide for his financially struggling mother, later on these activities became his hobby to get to elite places, drink the finest wines and steal from the elites.

he's a lady's man just like og spoi, he is a young rogue with a calmer demeanor

TLDR; he's serious and dapper now🤩😇he's still snobby and arrogant but in a classy way

(yeah i didn't think scy (scout) through o well)

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Why did i switch their personalities??

BECAUSE IT FUNNI💀

BRO IMAGINE SPY GETTING HYPED OVER FRIED CHICKEN SAYING IT IS AN AMERICAN TREASURE TO THE FRENCH

[imninahchan]

Oi nina, tu acha que o enzo vogrincic teria fetiche de ser um pouquinho dominante?.

01. Tipo no sentido ser ele ser respeitoso com a parceira dele, mas entre quatro paredes ele ser tipo " é Minha mulher porra" (sem ser abusivo escroto logico)

02. Há e tu acha também que ia ter uma pegada gostosa? Tipo da uns cata, beijo/chupão no pescoço, morder a orelha, da aquela pegada/tapa na bunda... dar aquela pegada no cabelo 👀🔥🫠

03. Tu acha que ele ia ser carinhoso também entre quatro paredes, na hora do "rali rola"?

Foi mal a reda��ão Enem kkkk

Mulher aquela fic dele com a leitora na Espanha foi top demais! Tô aqui lambendo os beiço🤣👀🫠 e pedindo part 2 e bis ainda🤣🫣

omg i love this questionnnnnn~ pt 2.

Eu, sim, gosto de imaginá-lo um tiquinho dominante. Não como um hard dom ou coisa parecida, mas aquele que tem o controle do que tá acontecendo. É tudo muito natural pra vocês. É no colo dele que você senta, é pra onde ele guia que você vai.

Olha pra esse homem...

esse face card never declines my gawd, essa cara de malandro, essa helena de troia, esse cabelo, esse james dean daydream look in your eyes, tem trinta anos de existência, o sangue latino, se ele não tiver uma pegada boa... *bate a cabeça na parede*

O pior é que eu acho que ele é todo palhaço, julgando pelos vídeos e fotos que a gente tem dele. E na minha cabeça, ele teria um pouco disso na hora h também. No sentido de tudo ter muitos sorrisos, muito carinho, muitos elogios, mas aí quanto mais a tensão aumenta mais vai se perdendo isso gradualmente; tudo fica mais quente, intenso, indelicado até o orgasmo.

[misdre]

my Even More Expert Than Usual impressions of this year's eurovision

faves:

australia (promise): this grows on me more and more every listen, might actually be my non-finland(yes this is a word now.) favourite this year. insert a joke about australia not even being europe here. catchy electro rock metal whatever with an attractive singer, yes king

austria (who the hell is edgar): ah ma gawd. this song mad catchy.

croatia (mama SC): it's perfect. next

cyprus (break a broken heart): my guilty pleasure fave this year, a borderline boring swedish-produced turd aaand i love it. this was the first one that stuck on my first listen through all the songs. that's just how it goes in this short-term-memory eat short-term-memory world

czechia (my sister's crown): this song would be near perfect if none of it was in english, because the english lyrics are a bit too corny for me. but the chorus is in ukrainian so i feel adequately pandered to. some of it is also in bulgarian and some in russian and i forgot what else. this is the one song that i hope has a really really good stage performance because otherwise it will just be ignored by everyone

finland (cha cha cha): here's a beautiful story…. back in february. it was a sunny winter day.... i walked home while listening through all our UMK (national selection) songs in release order for the first time. and i heard cha cha cha in there, and i typed in our friend group chat: ok so we're sending cha cha cha this year, that's just how it is. that IS how it is. (and my friends didn't believe me!!!! fools. i'm obviously always right?) it's crazy it's party.

germany (blood & glitter): WE'RE SO HAPPY WE COULD DIE! germany sends metal for the first time in eurovision history and the song was recorded in helsinki, it's my duty as a finn to stan. i also read that the german national selection juries hated this but finland was part of the international jury and gave it a 12 and into esc you go. take that, motherfucks.

moldova (suarele si luna): literally only just now while typing this noticed that this artist is the same who did lautar in 2012. that's a fucking excellent song LOOK AT THOSE DANCERS. anyway! moldova single-handedly taking care of my techno folk needs. like, all any artist in esc needs to do is combine folk and techno and it's my favourite that year, i'm basic like that

norway (queen of kings): let me just go grab my viking queen sword and we can leave on a journey through the fjords.

not crazy about it but ok:

belgium (because of you): this is like. inoffensive. it's alright catchy.

denmark (breaking my heart): this is like. inoffensive. it's alright catchy.

estonia (bridges): look, on a year with almost no ballads, the only(?? idk i didn't pay enough attention) piano&string quartet ballad is actually nice. i mean i genuinely like the song, it's good. and i love estonia. they're my new favourite neighbour because sweden needs to be eliminated

france (evidemment): this is like. inoffensive. it's alright catchy. also very french

georgia (echo): would be better in georgian (or just any language that's not english) but still pretty cool. it echoes alright

iceland (power): there's this specific flavour of song this year that is, "i'm aware this isn't very good, nobody else likes this, i only see shit reviews everywhere, but this is seriously stuck in my head all the time so i apparently find it catchy and likable". this is one of those. i really be singing POPOPOPOOOOOWEER WOoOOWOO while doing the laundry or whatever the shit

ireland (we are one): same as above. basic, corny stupid lyrics. but it's the only irish entry i've liked in… uhh ever? so that's.. something.

italy (due vite): there are two types of italian eurovisions. actually good ones and then… this. the due vites. i like listening to these too but it's no soldi or zitti e buoni. i wish i was listening to soldi rn

lithuania (stay): this is like. inoffensive. it's alright catchy. oh did i say that already. truthfully my opinion of this improved several notches when i learned the ciuto tuto part has to do with lithuanian folklore. it's almost like you add folk anything to something and i automatically like it? hmm. well yes

portugal (ai coracao): shockingly catchy for portugal. it's fun and got a bit of a folk sound. did someone feed portugal illegal substances to make them send such a fun song

romania (d.g.t (off and on)): i don't fucking know why i like this.

serbia (samo mi se spava): HEWWO? 0w0 this is a weird techno banger that basically got no clear melody and it kinda fucks. the way the dude goes SPAAVVAA :) in the beginning sounds mad gay and makes me laugh every time

slovenia (carpe diem): a nice little rock song in slovenian. the language does a lot for this tbh. it's also... it's.......... it's inoffensive alright catchy

uk (i wrote a song): i liked this decently much at first but then started seeing people call it A SUPER GOOD SONG AGAIN BY UK WOW THEY DOING IT AGAIN!!!! I CANT BELIEVE THEYRE SENDING SUCH AN EXCELLENT SONG AGAIN!!!! and my own interest started dying because bitch please. this is mediocre at best compared to space man from last year. but. i'm still gonna tatta datta da dai. tatta datta da dai

wish i liked more than i do:

albania (duje): the only ethno balkan ballad this year and! it's not good. and i always like balkan ballads, so this does something wrong. the only good part is the bridge(??) with no singing.

latvia (aija): i'd want to like this more because it's a pretty cool little song but i don't so there's that

spain (eaea): don't really understand this one. i've really tried to like it because of the ethno folk sound but i just don't get it, i wouldn't choose to ever listen to this outside esc. i feel like portugal and spain switched places this year, this is the experimental artsy song portugal would usually send. mom someone mixed the iberians up in mail.

ukraine (heart of steel): it's ukraine, it's dark and dramatic, it's for the defenders of azovstal. and i don't really like it. this song just doesn't go anywhere. but i do think it's fitting for the current ukraine, so that's a plus. they hopefully are going somewhere tho

wish i didn't like as much as i do:

israel (unicorn): ok enough FEMALE EMPOWERMENT!!!! YEA!!! POWER OF THE UNICORN!!!!!!!!!!!!! shit already. there's a centaur instead of a unicorn in the music video. you had one job. one horse. unfortunately the song is catchy

switzerland (watergun): if this was any other country's song or any other year, this could be my actual favourite, i mean like number one creme de la creme favourite. but here we have switzerland, a country that actively keeps blocking aid for ukraine because We ARe A neuTRAL coUnTRy, sending some fucking. no guns!!! song to eurovision. [loads my rifle and aims it at switzerland's head] let's see about that. then again, that's not really this artist's fault, is it. most probably not

no:

armenia (future lover): a toilet break song. though the upulupuu herureruus in the chorus are pretty fun

azerbaijan (tell me more): i had to check which country's entry this even was. that's how much i care

greece (what they say): i get a chuckle out of thinking back to a youtube comment on this song's official music video that was like "WHY ARE PEOPLE SLEEPING ON THIS MASTERPIECE???". because it's shit that's why

malta (dance (our own party)): you can't try to be a new epic sax guy without an actually good song. god this is so repetitive it makes me want to DIE

netherlands (burning daylight): zzz…. zzmgffgfg did you say something? no? mkayzzzz

poland (solo): baybah. :{} did you know that one of the producers of this song is finnish. i wish i didn't learn that today

san marino (like an animal): san marino existing in some weird bubble on its own as usual.

sweden (tattoo): i don't so much have a problem with this song specifically as i have a problem with sweden's melodifestivalen being a shit turd production where the actually good, unique, swedish-sounding stuff gets shoved aside for something like Hey let's send loreen again this year because she won ten years ago and we haven't been doing so hot lately in eurovision, surely she will be sexy and get us another win. and the fact that people are just buying it. sweden, unfortunately i have decided you need to be annihilated from the planet

[shorukarts]

(O MA GAWD SHORUK 😭😭😭😭 I MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY 😭😭😭 IM SO SORRY )

Happy belated birthday hope you haave wonderful day miss yahh girlll ❤️❤️❤️

BROOMIE I MISSED YOUUU !!!!😭❤️

It's okay dear ❤️

how're you doing?

[alastorsdeeryfan]

o ma gawd Lucifer's works so well

Undertale x Hazbin hotel

[wish-i-was-gay]

O ma gawd .°(ಗдಗ。)°.

can these hets stop acting like women would b interested in him?? ＼＼\٩(๑`^´๑)۶//／／ Like he’s a racist who tried to convince his cousin *cough, cough* me *cough, cough* to fxck him （−＿−；）

OBVIOUSLY NO WOMAN WANTS THAT SCRAWNY WHITE BOY WHO LOOKS 12 (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾

[controlneeded]

O ma gawd asked a friend if I can rant to her this is embarrassing eugh

[albedomestic-airline]

O MA GAWD

Forcing Childe to watch as Zhongli rails you and him being unsure who's position he'd rather be in

as a zhongchi i shipper 🤭 i agree !! remember to tc of yourself and drink water xx 💋

warnings: exhibitionism, childe (bottom) x zhongli dynamics <3

your perfect little body was bench pressed ruthlessly by zhongli, his thrusts as relentless as his sinful groans that made you dizzy with pleasure. his voice was something else… steadying up the building coil of pleasure in your pelvis in no time. another… reason was childe, watching you both hawk eyed and not allowed to touch his painful semi.

by no means childe would agree to something like this unless it was a carefully orchestrated challenge by zhongli to have fun with both of you at the same time. if your moans and his groans weren’t enough, it was the way zhongli’s eyes lingered at him from time to time which said, ‘watch me’.

childe wanted you, childe wanted zhongli… the torment increased a tenfold when you started begging, “please- please let me cum fuck i’m so close..”

“zhongli- please” childe also, joined the chorus of begging, well aware that he might or might not get a chance to shove himself inside your abused little hole.

a soft laugh escaped zhongli, unlike his ususl, caregiving and soft dom self, he was feeling nasty today. a daunting order erupted from the depths of his throat which had no cracks of change. “no. i’m not done with both of you yet.”

[vernick]

O ma gawd someone liked my shit drawing:D

[controlneeded]

Imagine having someone to cuddle o ma gawd