#and disparage MC's relationships with them

[chantillyxlacey]

man tho i really do hope there’s a future dialogue option to say to w.ayne that “i’ve only known you for five days too bucko, so maybe you could stop running your mouth about how “superficial” my bonds with literally everyone else in town are :) ”

[wings-of-ink]

God-Cursed - IF

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You were found as a newborn, clutched in the arms of your dead mother at the base of a tree. No family came to claim you, but the men who came to your rescue adopted you as their own and became the only parents you’ve ever known. Growing up in the village of Stonebrook, you never want for much, until the day you first fall ill. Life plagues you with a mysterious condition that no one can diagnose or cure. You never know when it will strike or if it will eventually kill you. Living between fear and hope as you age, you try to come into your own as an adult with the ever-looming threat above you. As years pass, your condition seems to improve, until a mysterious mark appears on your body and opens up new questions.

It appears that you’re marked for death with no answers as to why, and your only chance to survive is to go out and seek them.

Journey through the land of Iroda, a fantasy world where the gods have abandoned their people and magic no longer prevails as it once did. Something is brewing that may change this world forever, and you’re in the middle of it, though your role is a mystery you must solve. Wanted dead by some and alive for mysterious purposes by others, you just want to survive. With the help of a few friends, find the answers that you need, and make your choices.

Customize your character’s looks, gender, sexuality, and personality. Choose to pursue someone in romance, friendship, or as simply a means to an end.

For those aged 18+ only.

Potential triggers/topics of sensitivity include, but are not limited to:

Swearing and adult language

Violence

Blood, possible gore

Injury, sometimes severe/life-threatening to the MC

Animal death (natural) and in reference to self-defense and food

Optional sexual content (explicitly detailed)

Nudity

Touching (non-sexual) without specific consent (this work is not written with specific touch-aversions in mind)

Chronic illness with severe symptomatic episodes

Childbirth with complications resulting in death and allusions thereof

References to pregnancy for side-characters and MC’s birth mother

Death (human, unnatural, accidental)

Abduction of MC (possible feelings of helplessness and fear)

Religious trauma

Cults

Depression/Anxiety/Panic

Nightmares

Disparaging thoughts

Substance use and references/use of alcohol

Canines, some aggressive

This story will have four main love-interests, detailed below, and one “mystery” romantic option. In addition, for readers that wish, there will be optional physical-only encounters that can occur with two of the ROs and a couple characters that your MC will encounter in the world. Should your MC wish to woo one of the love-interests, they will eventually be locked into that relationship. There will be no poly options for this story.

In the world of God-Cursed, MCs will be free to explore all relationships to a certain extent before making any permanent choice. Until then, flirting is regarded as simply another aspect of socialization. If your MC is the flirtatious type, they will not be “punished” for it. A couple of the ROs may be a bit anxious about your MC’s interactions with others if feelings are stirring, but it will not do permanent damage to the relationship you’ve built.

Your MC will not only be able to flirt with ROs either. Regular characters that you come across may have flirt options that will not lead to any sort of relationship, but might be useful in flattering your way into their good graces. Perhaps your MC may earn a permanent discount with a merchant or pull a secret from a cult member after making them blush from flattering speech. Or, your MC may irritate someone who doesn’t appreciate the advances, making your task more difficult.

Three of the ROs are gender-selectable (and will be cisgendered to your choice). The remaining two (including the mysterious suitor) are locked into male.

Main Companions (romanceable):

Oswin Twinflower

[AKA: Yarrow] (he/him – gender locked)

A childhood friend who’s just not the same anymore. Once a free-spirited softie with a perpetual smile and a penchant for mischief, Oswin has grown into a dour adult. After he came of age, he slowly distanced himself from you. In the ten years since, interactions between you have been awkward or downright hostile with no in-between. He doesn’t joke anymore. He doesn’t smile anymore. There’s something lost about his eyes these days…

-Personality: despite that furrow in his brow that says ‘stay away,’ Oswin actually prefers being in the company of others, as he cares deeply for friends and family. He’s organized and thorough – valuing the predictable and structured, and being driven to always improve upon his skills. Oswin can also be self-conscious, hard on himself, and a bit insecure.

-Appearance: standing around 6'2"/188cm with athletic build, Oswin has black hair that is slightly wavy and kept to his ears, bright-green hooded eyes, and brown skin with bronze undertones. He has a firm squared jaw, which is often prickled with light scruff. Oswin most often scowls, even when he doesn’t necessarily intend to. He dresses in simple tunics with leather armor and boots, and isn’t one for frivolities save for a special tattoo & necklace hidden under his clothing. A few notable scars mar his flesh, each telling a story. His sword is always kept at his hip.

-Occupation: Oswin makes his living as a sort of mercenary (though, he’d insist on being called a “hired hand”), mostly escorting wealthy merchants from town to town. He also helps as a local guard and is very popular among the villagers. Having trained with one of your fathers in the arts of sword and bow, he’s renowned as a formidable combatant.

-Fun fact: loves honey – is terrified of hates bees.

Zahn

(gender selectable)

A sweet and fun soul whom you meet along your journey. Zahn is just trying to fulfill their duty to their faith. They seek to help you in anyway they can, though there’s something torn behind their smile. Where did this fun-loving acolyte come from, and why do they look so sad when they think no one is looking?

-Personality: social and sweet, Zahn is enthusiastic and open-minded about most things. They’re incredibly flexible (in mind and body) and see possibilities in everything, being highly adaptable and skilled at improvising. Casual, warm, and always friendly and willing to lend a hand, they can make a very trustworthy companion.

-Appearance: about 5'5"/165cm tall with a petite build, wild blond hair and round blue eyes, Zahn has fawn colored skin with a rosy hue, and a dusting of light freckles with a touch too much wind and sun across their cheeks and nose. They appear a bit tired with slightly sunken eyes and a mite too thin with the lines of their jaw and neck a bit too pronounced – evidence of years of difficult living. If they grace you with a toothy smile, you may be lucky enough to see the slight gap in their front teeth. Zahn dresses in rough linen tunics, usually with layers to make up for how thin and hole-filled they are. They have a particularly ratty cloak that they seem to cherish.

-Occupation: acolyte of Din

-Fun fact: They may be a bit malnourished on the small side, but that doesn’t stop them from wielding a bow with scary strength and precision.

Duri’naan

[AKA: Duri] (gender selectable)

A demigod to whom you owe a debt, they seem quite curious about you.

-Personality: charming and laid-back, Duri prefers their own company most of the time but readily embraces tight friendships, of which they never tire – though it is all or nothing for them, no surface-level relationship will work for long. They are perpetually curious and casual, having an air of cool confidence and a love for teasing, which can sometimes make them appear disinterested or cold. They are always paying attention, even if it doesn’t seem like it, and often understand others more than themselves. They can stress easily – especially when things stop being fun, be a bit competitive and too independent for their own good.

-Appearance: standing approximately at 5'9"/175cm with a lithe but toned build, Duri’naan has long and straight grey hair, and honey-brown upturned eyes. Their skin is a warm beige, lit up with a bright smile that sometimes shows off a little sharp snaggle-tooth. They bear a strange scar on the back of their neck and are missing a bit from the upper part of one ear. Duri wears simple clothing made from a single and very long swath of blue-grey linen, wrapped around them in such a way that you’re not quite sure how it stays up. They also hate shoes for some reason and are always barefoot.

-Occupation: just takin’ the air, you know, not fishing.

-Fun fact: Duri’naan has a hobby of stealing miscellaneous things from others just to watch how they react (they always return what they take, leaving the items in strange places).

Rūndis Lyreheart

[AKA: Rune] (gender selectable)

A serious and powerful mage with an oddly fervent dedication to the God of Destruction, Casimir. Though they are capable of wielding great power, they prefer to spend their days as a traveling bard – saying it’s for the purpose of angering their mother. They’d have you think they could not care less about your plight, yet cannot resist lending a hand.

-Personality: Rūndis is an introverted day-dreamer who is curious and in search of deeper meanings at all times. Though they dream, they also have a rational side that comes with a penchant for efficiency and decisiveness. They tend to be calm and analytical, but are prone to anxiety especially in close relationships, making them seem a bit aloof or combative.

-Appearance: standing around 5'7"/173cm, Rune has shoulder-length curly hair that is all black except for a flash of purple on one side. They have almond-shaped purple eyes that are a testament to the magic that flows easily through them, and a beauty mark just under their right eye. They have a strong build and brown skin, wearing a stoic and serious expression that you wouldn’t expect from a bard. Rune favors fine robes and cloaks in colors that match their eyes, but only when they choose to stand out, otherwise they prefer common clothing. Tattooed upon their chest as a sign of devotion is the sigil of Casimir. They also adorn themselves with different types of jewelry.

-Occupation: traveling bard (primarily)

-Fun fact: Rune can play about any instrument you put in their hands, but their favorite is the lyre, which they play so well that many audiences have been left in tears.

Other Characters:

-Dov Northbreaker [Your papa]

Your loving papa is a mighty woodsman with an even mightier heart. The typical gentle giant, Dov has raised you with love and care since you were a babe. He’s deadly with an axe, though he only uses them on trees.

Dov is soft-spoken, very introverted, and shy. He has an affinity for animals and carpentry. He loves to create and fix anything and everything especially for his child or husband. Dov is also a very deep feeler and, though the quiet type, wears his heart on his sleeve – easily tearing up when moved.

Your papa is extremely tall and has very wide shoulders with massive muscles built by chopping trees down by hand for many years. His skin is tan, his eyes are brown, as is his shaggy hair, but his beard has patches with dark red running through it.

-Kip Northbreaker [Your da]

Your fiery da and spouse to your papa, he’s as quick to sass you as he is to shoot a bow. This lovable clown understood absolutely nothing about children, but adopted you regardless when you needed a home. He loves you with his whole being, even if he never lets you win at darts. He works as a huntsman and fisherman, and though his skill is unmatched, his looks and demeanor never seemed to fit his choice in work.

Kip may be the compete opposite of his husband, being extroverted and, often, loud. He tends to be the life of a party, and seeks to make everyone laugh. You grew up with him pranking you as often as possible without doing too much psychological damage.

Your da is above average in height and has an agile build with a good amount of muscle from wielding a bow regularly. He has fawn colored skin, short and wispy brown hair, and hazel eyes. He keeps his beard cropped short and always seems to be smiling. He has a love for expensive clothing and pops of bold color.

-Lakota Twinflower [AKA: Aster]

Your best friend since childhood, Lakota is an affectionate soul who would never hurt a fly – though he’d give it a stern talking-to. Being sickly as a child, you were brought together a great deal, especially since his parents are the town healers. You were practically joined at the hip, enough that people believed you were siblings.

Lakota is sweet and gentle all around. Taking after his father, he loves to help others and is skilled in medicine. He’s a soft sort and a little bit gullible, which his sisters frequently took advantage of growing up. He was always closest with his big brother, Oswin, and you. He takes what he perceives as failure very hard, so he strives to do things perfectly.

As an adult, your friend is fair-skinned, with wild curly blond hair that reaches his shoulders. Being almost average in height, his frame is quite lean and wiry from his years as a sickly kid. He has deep brown eyes, cannot grow a beard for anything, though he has tried about every tonic combination to encourage one.

Customize your MC

Play as male, female, or non-binary

Pick your character's physical appearance (including tattoos)

Choose a main hobby/skill/career your MC excels at

Get a cool scar with an interesting or embarrassing story attached

Buy 1 of 4 nameable mounts to ride and feed treats to

Shape your characters personality throughout the story (no “personality checks”)

Romance some people or don’t

Create a steady and enduring love with 1 of 5 suitors

Make some life-long friends

Enjoy some aromantic physical encounters with 2 ROs and/or NPCs you meet in the world

Enjoy some romantic physical encounters with all 5 ROs at some point in the story (some ROs will require a locked-in [committed] romantic relationship before you get to this point)

Go on a quest for answers and survival

Meet some gods

Find some demons

See the magic that still lingers in the world

Get the shit kicked out of you and have a few mental breakdowns totally fun times

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[joiedecombat]

I've been thinking about love triangles (for some reason XD) and it reminded me of the potential for a triangle we had with Antares, Alien MC and Slake. So many questions.

How was Antares really feeling when he learned about Slake?

Is there any possibility that Alien MC would be interested in Slake again, and would Slake want to get involved with her again?

Give me the drama XD

Oho, an Antares ask!

You'll forgive me if I keep a few details under my hat to revisit in The Fanfic, but there's plenty of ground to cover regardless!

Slake showing up unexpectedly shook MC pretty badly, which immediately put Antares on alert. By this point, after all, he's seen her handle a good bit of trouble, so the fact that Slake rattled her just by showing up got his attention. Being stuck in the position of observer, control freak that Antares is, did not help either.

I don't think it's accurate to say he's jealous once he hears who Slake was to MC. He'd certainly deny it, but there's also the fact that the way MC talks about Slake to him is very disparaging. There's no lingering tender feelings there.

What Antares is feeling, primarily, is protective. He's developed a good bit of respect for MC by this point. He's brought her onto his ship, which in his paradigm makes her his responsibility (the excuse he gives later when he shows up to help her out against Slake's thugs, but it's not only an excuse). Slake shook her - Slake knows her, in ways that could make it easier for him to get her at a disadvantage - and as the two of them agree, he is probably up to something related to their current mission.

Slake is someone Antares would ordinarily dismiss as riffraff. The fact that his presence rattles MC, and the fact that he took advantage of her in the past, elevates(?) him to the status of "someone Antares would like to crush underfoot in passing, given opportunity." He finds it personally annoying that someone so far beneath MC ever had the opportunity to cause her grief in the first place.

As for MC - Slake burned her badly, and while there are memories and old conflicted feelings there that aren't easily shaken off, she holds no affection for him now. Her understanding of him when they were together was a much more idealized one, and this far down the road she's seen enough to have a clearer view of the kind of person that he is. She'd have to be in a very vulnerable state to feel genuinely tempted to rekindle a romantic relationship with Slake, after how he treated her in the past and knowing what she knows now.

Slake, on the other hand, would probably take the chance to take up with MC again. It wouldn't really be about her, though, so much as it is that Slake doesn't like the idea that she could get over him. It chafes him to see her succeeding as a PI, a profession he introduced her to. He'd want to prove, to himself and to her, that he could get her if he wanted her.

[jerzwriter]

I've never been a big fan of Ethan and the reason is the boss relationship scenario. I don't think that's ever right. I like your writing because it's more real so I have to know were you ever bothered by that?

Hey Nonny,

Thanks for the ask. There are a few things I'd like to address on the topic.

It's fiction... it's not real life. So while I fully appreciate being responsible and not wanting to reflect something you disapprove of gratuitously, it's still fiction. It's not a real-life choice I'm making, and...

The forbidden romance trope is popular for a reason. They're juicy, they're fun, and I love exploring them. I think we need some drama in stories to keep them interesting. As much as I love seeing my own OTPs and others in loving bliss, that gets old if that's all we see. One of the reasons I chose Ethan as my LI in OH is the story was intriguing. All the other romances are just romances - there was no intrigue/drama there. It's nice; I'm not knocking it or disparaging anyone for choosing otherwise - but for me - I want the drama llama to show up a little more than that.

I'm a grown-up. I've seen a lot. This shit happens. Workplace romances happen ALL THE TIME. Workplace romances between bosses and subordinates happen ALL THE TIME. Am I condoning? No. Am I judging? No. In America, all people do is work... that's where people are going to meet. Sometimes it works out wonderfully, and sometimes it's a train wreck. Just like all other relationship starts. I've seen romances that have stood the test of time... like happy, married, kids, the works... that started in ways that got the side eye. The older you get, the less judgy you get. Life isn't neat and easy. It's messy and complicated. And you never know where you'll find yourself, so remember what they say about glass houses. I never saw Ethan as a lecherous workplace lothario that preyed on interns. He wasn't Mark Sloane. In fact, it's canon that he struggled like hell because the relationship went against his own moral code... but sometimes love is real, baby, and in my HC for him, it was... and when love is real... you go for it. Life's short, and love is rare. Oh, and don't say, "But in Book 3!" *BABES* Book 3 wasn't canon. The writer knew less about the story/characters than my grandma, and she died before PB was a thing. And, if we're going to villainize Ethan for poor coding, then we have to villainize all for bad coding because I'm still trying to figure out why Bryce kissed my MC in Book 3 when I didn't romance Bryce. BUT Do I hate Bryce? A pixelated character coded by man? NO. I've never gotten the weird fandom obsession over this...

In closing... Ethan didn't normally date people who reported to him, and Kaycee normally didn't date her bosses. But both were smart enough to FINALLY see they had the real deal, and you don't let that go.

So, no. It never bothered me :)

[humanoidtyphoons]

barbie comparisons, maybe:

- enchanted. giselle falling for robert, realizing her love at first sight relationship with edward was shallow, enjoying expressing negative emotions, and breaking free of the more fairy tale world and enjoying the human world instead.

- the simpsons episode, where lisa tries to tackle barbie, create a lisa doll. i have no idea how well it’s aged, but it’s something i wonder about all the same. esp. if sasha was so eviscerating about it, and then never disparaged a barbie doll again for ‘setting women back 50 years’.

- star trek, tng, the sexist episode where riker lands on a planet that’s matriarchal but then ?? horniness??? ruins them??? listen the episode wasn’t v. good, tho i think that the idea if women ruled the world has it’s own flaws and bias has merits, but you need better balance than what’s being presented here. i get that barbie land is meant to be a girl’s fantasy, but when the ken-dom happens... i got flashbacks to this episode, okay?

- possibly the smurfs: the lost village movie? the conclusion that the ‘female’ smurf wasn’t a character trait, smurfette can be many things. tbh, i think it’s an average movie, but i think it was slightly better at handling the smurfette’s isn’t just one box fits all.

- lego movie. i know. will ferrell, but i thought MC&lord business being parallels to human child and human father worked better, bc it was two fold. for both the story and the child’s imagination.

- toy story 4. the philosophical questions were a mixed bag, but. i think the writers maybe had a clearer idea of asking ‘what is a toy’, and how woody deals with that than... this.

i just. idk. i wanted to like this movie. i had zero expectations for it. but it overcomplicated itself quick, unfortunately. it sounds like i hated it, and i really didn’t. it had some great moments, but overall. it just. overall came away really wobbly and unsure of itself.

like the ambition was good! but. i think it stretched itself thin, and i wish it had focused on gloria&sasha’s fractured relationship which was affecting barbie herself.

like these comparisons really aren’t hey these things did them better, bc aside from enchanted, i’m not sure they did, actually. lego movie, prolly tho. but i’m just. trying to compare and being like. idk. something, tho.

[vendetta-if]

What would Uncle Luka would do to Yvette if Daddy Victor didn't plead for him not to do anything once MC was born and abandoned them?

Luka wouldn’t probably go as far as killing Yvette because he knows Viktor wouldn’t like that and probably would damage his relationship to Viktor real bad. Not only that, he wouldn’t want to draw the ire of the Constellation Agency as well by killing one of their most precious assets.

But he would totally be trying his very best to drag Yvette’s name and reputation through the mud any chance he gets 😅 Like paying paparazzis to pester her and journalists to release articles that disparage her every once in a while and all those kind of petty stuff.

[ifbeumont]

How would the ROs react to seeing someone else flirt with the MC during the crushing stage?

Adonis: He would interrupt the conversation and proceed to pretend to be MC's boyfriend. Then, he would just use the excuse that he was the MC's backer, and so they have the obligation to be loyal to him.

Olivia: She would be very irritated but wouldn't do anything about the flirting, since she feels that the MC are their own person and she doesn't have the right to do anything about others' romantic interactions with them if they aren't even together.

Daphne: She would pretend to not care about it and go 'how does this have anything to do with me?' but would be openly glaring at the person flirting with the MC.

Victor: He wouldn't show a reaction and it would seem like he didn't care about it at all. Secretly, however, he would order his assistant to do a thorough background check on that person. If he finds something disparaging, he would subtly mention this information around the MC in order to dissuade them from forming a relationship with said person. Even if the person was actually good, he would take decisive actions to separate them from the MC by forcing them to leave the country.

[erotomania-if]

Because of the quick Vegas marriage & Hope's rep, when the cheating news first breaks (before the retraction, although I'm not sure how much the public buys it?) there would probably be lots of comments/memes online that are basically like "duh": shocked pikachu, *pretends to be shocked* meme, sarcastically surprised kirk, etc. Like it was the expected outcome for their marriage to crash and burn, painting MC as a naive idiot for trusting & marrying someone like Hope.

Can we tell Hope that MC chose to trust them, even knowing their rep, because they loved them, and defended them against all the people who tried to warn them against the relationship or were disparaging about Hope (I'm guessing there were quite a few). But now Hope has basically proved all those people right that MC's trust in them was misplaced, and made them feel stupid for trusting them in the first place.

You'll be able to say 'I trusted you and you broke that' or 'I feel so stupid' etc but no you won't be able to throw their reputation in their face.

The only thing I'm gonna be really insistent on about MC and Hope is that they were in love when they got married and it was genuine and real and I don't think I could say that their love was real if your MC was holding everyone else's poor opinion of them in stock to throw in their face when they screwed up. It's not the kind of love I'm writing anyway lol.

Your MC married Hope regardless of what people thought of them, because they loved Hope for who they really were and that was worth more than some gossip. All of the public's drama ceased to matter the second MC fell in love. Their opinions just did not matter.

The public finding out is supposed to be MC's practical day to day problem to work around, but the hurt is meant to come from the heartbreak, not other people's opinions, you know? Cos MC already put all that to rest before ever getting married in the first place so the hurt can’t be ‘they were right about you’, the fear has to be ‘was I wrong about you?’, you know?

[beelsnack]

Hi!!! I LOVE UR WRITING AND I MEAN A LOT! Its the first time EVER I ask for something and I know you are the right person! I don't know if you can write a HC of a female MC or it NEEDS to be neutral but just in case: How would the brothers react to a fem MC who is like"flat", (almost no breasts) and is super insecure? If you only write neutral, how would they react if MC was insecure because they have no curves at all and they think they are plain? THANKS A LOT 💞💞

Omg I’m??? So honored?? Thank you so much, I hope I can live up to the praise. ^////^

Yeah, I can def write a female MC! My only rule regarding MC’s gender is that you specify in the request if you want a certain gender for the MC. Other than that, I default to gender neutral pronouns!

I feel like I kind of mixed the two versions of your request together without meaning to, lol. This ended up being more like a fem MC who thinks they are plain. I hope you like it regardless!

I’m sorry this took so long, friend. I was in a bit of a creative slump and I wanted to put my all into your request!

CW: Suggestive situations, but nothing explicit

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Lucifer: “Come on, stop staring.”

Lucifer smirked from his position beneath her, using one arm to prop himself up while the other reached up to trail along her jaw. “Am I not allowed to admire your beauty?”

“I’m not beautiful,” she muttered, glancing away shyly. In the heat of the moment, both of them had discarded a majority of their clothes, but now that she had a moment to think, she hesitated. “Especially not compared to you.”

“I wasn’t aware that our relationship was a beauty contest,” he sat up fully, brow creased in concern. His hands made their way to her waist, steadying her as she straddled his lap. “Tell me what’s on your mind, my dear.”

She bit her lip, face growing warm. “It’s just…wouldn’t you prefer someone more…more?”

“My dear,” he chuckled lowly. “You are already quite the handful.”

“I meant…physically.” she crossed her arms over her chest, and Lucifer couldn’t tell if it was a subconscious gesture or not. “I’m not exactly…you know, well endowed.”

He was quiet for a moment before sighing and tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “If I wanted to be with someone based solely on appearance, I have my pick of the whole Devildom. You, my dear, are the only one who had managed to enrapture me with more than just your pretty face.”

Mammon: “Hey, human! Check it out!”

Mammon actually knocked on the door while he spoke, they were making progress.

She looked up from her schoolwork and smiled at him. “What’s up?”

“The Great Mammon is on the front cover of Devil Today, that’s what!” he tossed the magazine he had been carrying on top of their textbook. Splayed across the front in full color was Mammon, staring coolly over his sunglasses at the camera. The only change from his normal attire was swapping out his normal brown and white jacket for a black leather one, so it was clearly supposed to look casual.

Her eyes drifted from Mammon’s picture to beautiful demoness hanging off of his arm. She was exactly what a model should be - tall, slender, well-endowed, the works. The human felt a surge of jealousy climb up their throat, and she had to struggle to force in down.

“Hey, hey,” Mammon planted his palm flat on her desk, leaning down so he was eye-level with her. “What’s with that face?”

“What face?”

“The face yer makin’.” he frowned. “You look like you just took a bite out of something rotten.”

Her eyes flicked back to the glossy magazine cover. “Nothing. The picture looks great, Mammon.”

“You really think you’re getting out of this that easily?” he might lack common sense, but Mammon could read facial expressions and nervous tics like most people read books. “Come on, tell me what’s up.”

“I just…” she sighed, slumping back in her desk chair. “I keep wondering when you’re going to dump me for one of these amazing models you work with.”

Mammon’s eyes went wide behind his glasses. “You’re kidding me, right?”

When she shrugged and looked away, he huffed and took her hand. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. I wouldn’t trade you for anything.”

“Even Goldie?”

“Hey now, don’t be cruel!”

Leviathan: Was she really getting jealous over an anime girl?

A quick glance at the screen in front of them told her that yes, yes she was.

“Whoa, I, um…!” Levi gulped, scrambling for the pause button. The main couple was in a locker room, the girl clad in nothing but a pair on gym shorts and a flimsy tank top. There had been plot that lead up to this scene, but she had stopped paying attention a while ago.

“The reviews didn’t say anything about an r18 scene…” Levi mumbled, face turning bright red. She could see his bright orange eyes flick over to her briefly before he desperately searched for anything else to look at. “Oh, man. Ohhhh man…”

“Levi?” she gently placed a hand on his arm, and she felt him tense, but he didn’t pull away. Maybe the exposure therapy WAS working. “You good?”

“I-I-I…” he kept looking back and forth between her and the screen, face getting redder with each pass. Yup, he was definitely comparing.

Almost instinctively, she curled in on herself. Of course, she should have known she couldn’t even begin to compare to a 2D girl.

“Ah, wait, no, don’t look like that!” Levi stammered. “I just, um…th-this is the first time…I’ve thought the 2D one was…b-b-better…”

She stared at him for a solid thirty seconds before her brain caught up with what was happening and her face grew just as hot as Levi’s looked. “…Oh…”

Satan: Well, someone was certainly popular.

Satan had asked her to go to a new cat cafe that was opening up after classes had ended. He always took a bit longer to reach the entrance since his last class was all the way across the campus, so she had found herself a nice bench to sit on and read while she waited. It was only a few minutes before the doors opened to reveal Satan…

And a whole group of succubi.

Obviously, since he was one of the Seven Rulers of Hell, Satan got quite a bit of attention. Although she didn’t want to admit it out loud, the thought of him surrounded by demons whose literal reason for living was to turn people on made her feel a bit…inadequate.

One of them had linked her arm with his, manicured claws drumming along his forearm and she smiled coyly up at him. They were too far away for the human to hear the conversation, but the way her glossy lips pouted cutely up at him certainly didn’t make the human feel any better.

As they descended the stairs onto the cobblestone walkway, Satan’s eyes met her. Almost immediately, the vaguely irritated expression he had been wearing melted into something warm and he shook the succubus off of his arm without a second thought.

“Hey, sorry for making you wait.” he was at her side in a second, extending a hand to help her up from the bench. “Were you here long?”

“Only a few minutes,” she peeked over his shoulder at the fan club that was slowly morphing into an angry mob. “Um…”

“They’ll get over it,” he held onto her hand as they began walking, leaning over to kiss her temple. “Come on, let’s go. What were you reading?”

Maybe she didn’t have anything to worry about.

Asmodeus: This was a mistake.

A new nightclub had opened up in the Devildom Cultural District, and as Devilgram’s biggest influencer, Asmo had gotten some VIP tickets. He had practically begged her to come, since it was so rare that she wasn’t bogged down with homework and other mundane things. The thought of going clubbing with a bunch of demons made her feel a bit queasy, but she had agreed anyway.

Of course, Asmo was taking forever to get here. Knowing him, he was still in the bath. But, her name was on the VIP list, so the bouncer had let her stand behind the rope to wait for her date.

She watched as what seemed like every Devilgram model was let into the club. She couldn’t hear anything being said over the pounding base of the music, but she had caught enough disparaging glances to get the general idea that she was being judged.

She probably looked like a kid playing dress up compared to everyone else. Although she had thought that she looked fairly decent when she had checked herself out in the mirror before leaving, being surrounded by the Devildom’s best and brightest put a very unflattering filter over her self image.

“There you are!”

She jumped as Asmo appeared in front of her. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t noticed the bouncer let him in. He looked stunning, as always, hair curled stylishly and already long lashes made even longer with mascara. Honestly, this man could show up in a garbage bag and make it the next fashion trend.

“Ooh, that dress looks amazing on you, darling!” he pressed a quick kiss to her cheek, briefly overwhelming her senses with the smell of his cologne. “I’ve never seen you wear that color before! Look at you, stepping out of your comfort zone.”

“Thanks, Asmo,” she laughed. “You look amazing too.”

“Don’t I?” he held out his arm for her hold onto like a proper gentleman. “I tried this new moisturizer today, and it’s a miracle-worker! You have to try it.”

“Is that Lord Asmodeus?”

“Of course it is, any club owner worth their salt would invite him for the opening!”

“Who’s that mousey little thing with him though?”

She could only catch snippets of conversations, but the Devildom rumor mill was already turning. She couldn’t help but frown, tucking herself closer to Asmo’s side.

“Don’t listen to them, darling,” he leaned down to whisper-yell into her ear. “They’re just jealous, and jealousy doesn’t look good on anyone.”

Beelzebub: This was the last time she was working out with Beel.

It might have been different if they were working out at the House, but being surrounded by demonic weightlifters made her feel a special kind of incompetent.

Everyone in the gym looked like they should be starring in a weight loss infomercial, but she felt like she was the before picture and everyone else was the after. She was wearing a baggy T-shirt that she was pretty sure wasn’t even hers and basketball shorts. Everyone around her was all toned muscles and six packs, and her arms felt rubbery just from a few reps with a five pound weight.

“You need some water.”

Someone of Beel’s size had no right to be as sneaky as he was. She hadn’t even heard him set down his weight, and suddenly he was standing in front of her holding out a water bottle.

“Thanks.” she sighed, setting down her weight. She hadn’t realized how thirsty she was until she took a drink. “Man, I feel tired already.”

“You’re doing good,” Beel smiled. “Maybe next time you can try the ten-pound weights.”

Just the thought made her biceps twinge. “Maybe…”

“You don’t have to feel self-conscious.”

“Huh?” Damn him and his unexpected perceptiveness.

He sat down next to her on the bench, popping the cap on his own water bottle. “You were looking around at everyone else, and you had this look on your face like you just ate something bad.”

“I’m that obvious, huh?” she laughed weakly.

“Not really,” he shrugged. “I was watching you.”

“You were?” she had been too busy comparing herself to everyone else to notice.

He nodded. “I like how you look when you’re determined. It’s…cute isn’t the right word, but…”

She couldn’t help but laugh, bumping him with her shoulder. “I get it. Thanks Beel.”

Belphegor: “Hey, come on, wake up!”

Sometimes she swore Belphie purposely fell asleep whenever it was the most inconvenient for other people.

She honestly didn’t know when he was conked out, but he was deep in slumber by the time she closed the textbook she had been using to fill out her study guide. He had folded his arms on the library table that the two of them had commandeered and pillowed his head on top of them.

“Why do I even bother…?” she sighed. Even so, she poked his cheek. “Belphie, come on. They’re going to close the library soon.”

He mumbled, but stubbornly remained asleep. Growling under her breath, she stood up and placed both of her hands on his shoulders.

“Bel. Phe. Gor,” she punctuated each syllable of his name with a shake of his shoulders. Finally, he groaned, one drowsy amethyst eye blinking up at her.

“Man, I was having a really good dream…”

She huffed, crossing her arms. “Were you even sleep long enough to dream? We’ve only been here for an hour or so.”

“O ye of little faith.” he yawned, sitting up. “I guess it’s best you woke me up, it wasn’t a dream I should be having in public.”

“Please tell me you weren’t having a wet dream in the school library.”

“Mm,” he smirked up at her. “It wasn’t a wet dream yet. More like moist.”

“Gross.”

“Well, I thought it was pleasant.”

She rolled her eyes, beginning to gather up the books she had spread across the table. Belphie continued to watch her through heavy-lidded eyes.

“You were really cute in my dream.” he finally said. “Not that you aren’t cute in real life, but still.”

She paused. “You were dreaming about me?”

“Who else would I dream about?”

“Literally anyone else.” she frowned, refusing to look at him as she shoved all of her supplies back into her bag. “I’ve seen some of the succubi around here, there are way better options.”

“Do you really think that?” Belphie reached out and grabbed her wrist. He wore his usual disinterested frown, but there was genuine concern shining in his eyes. “You really think I would trade you in for a bigger pair of tits attached to a screeching harpy?”

She just shrugged.

“If this was just about how you looked,” he stood, still holding onto her wrist. “Do you really think I would sacrifice my precious nap time to study with you?”

“Well, I mean, you still had your nap time…”

“That’s beside the point.”

[arsenicxarcana]

anonymous love letters

just saw a thing in the tags about valerius pouring his heart out anonymously to MC so of course i’m thinking about valucio

lucio getting an Actual Love Letter from an Adoring Admirer (like he says he always gets, and sometimes he does, but this one is more personal) and of course no one will help him discover the identity bc they just think he wrote it to himself

(he can’t exactly tell them this writer outclasses any attempts he might have made to do that, either)

so he just focuses on trying to come up with one in response (fuck this is hard, maybe we could meet somewhere??? wink wonk???) and he might get valerius to help him with this bc poetry and being subtle is more his arena

and valerius gets kind of weird about it after reading what he’s supposed to be responding to, all o////////o;; and struggling a bit to dictate a response that may be a BIT more personal than lucio had been going for, as if he knows the writer

because of course he does, it’s him

valerius will never tell him outright, not in a million years, their relationship has never been like that and it would be foolish to assume otherwise, might even disparage the writer for not burning this while they had the chance - and is even more o////////o;;;; when lucio comes to his admirer’s defense like i know you hate feelings but this really moved me ok

i just wanna meet them and let them know that :c

valerius: ..... maybe one day you will

[michiigii-writes-mysme]

This is gonna be a weird request (you’re free to ignore it!!) but who in the RFA would most likely be suitable for an mc with depression? Most to least list? Thank you so much if you’re willing to answer this! I really love your headcanons!

This is a tricky one…I can very easily see someone with depression being upset that they’re favourite is less suited to a depressed MC than the route that they hate.  So, I’ll start with this:  All of the RFA will stick by their MC, no matter what her health is like.  They won’t care if she has depression.  If they love her, they will stick with her, no matter what hurdles they have to jump, or baggage that she brings with her.

That said, certain personality types or illnesses do not necessarily blend together well.  For example, someone who has depression may not naturally get along very well with someone with a strong type A personality (everything has to be in its place, everything has to be on time, etc.).  …kind of like how you don’t see a lot of people romantically pairing Seven with Vanderwood: the fit just isn’t very good.

That said, the Most to Least for “RFA+3 suitable for an MC with depression” is under the cut!

Most:  Jumin

He has the resources to support MC no matter what state she is in.

He has unending patience when it comes to his woman.

He will do anything and everything to keep her comfortable, provide for her, and help her cope, and he has the finances and connections to make sure that that is always possible.

Second most:  Zen

He is patient and supportive, and his MC can do no wrong in his eyes

He will do anything and everything in his power to take care of her, to watch out for her triggers, to encourage her to get help, to keep track of her meds…anything.

The only reason he comes behind Jumin is because he isn’t as ridiculously affluent, and he has to put a lot of effort into his job; his area of effectiveness isn’t as wide as he might want it to be

Third most suitable:  Yoosung and Jaehee

Yoosung and Jaehee are tied, because they would do what they can, to help.  They would try. 

 Because of their pasts, both Yoosung and Jaehee would have a good amount of empathy for MC, at the very least, so that would help them keep things in perspective when MC has her low days.

But there would be hiccups.  They’re only human; they’re not perfect, so MC would have to make allowances for them, too.

Efforts would need to be made on both sides, for their relationship to work, but in general, MC would be able to lean on them for support when she needs it.

Somewhere in the middle:  Vanderwood

If Vanderwood were already in a relationship with MC, they would be committed.  They wouldn’t walk away.

But, they are busy.  If MC needs a lot of help and support, their relationship would be a struggle, because Vanderwood works a lot, and Vandy can’t just leave their work to an assistant, or even come home to MC every night.  They can’t always take MC on their “work trips” to keep an eye on her, either.

If MC is used to self-monitoring and taking care of herself, and has other supports besides her significant other, then the relationship can work.

But Vanderwood wouldn’t particularly like having to sacrifice his MC, like that.

Not very suitable:  Seven and Saeran

They both have their issues.

In Seven’s case, he also gets depressed.  There could be times where their mutual depression ends up feeding each other, until they end up worse.  There could be times where one of them triggers the other.

Saeyoung runs a lot of risks for himself, personally, if he ends up with an MC with depression.  In this case, the lack of suitability is not that he can’t help MC, but that MC might make him worse, and vice versa.

In Saeran’s case, he, himself, needs a lot of care.  If MC is too depressed to properly function, that can cause problems.  For some people, seeing that their loved ones need them can help them break out of executive dysfunction; it’s possible that MC would be able to help Saeran when she can’t even take care of herself.  It’s the same with Saeran; it’s possible that seeing MC in need would be enough for him to ground himself and get things done.

But it’s also possible that they both could end up neglecting each other.  It’s more likely that there will be days where neither of them eat, neither of them think rationally, and neither of them thrive.  Depending on the degree of MC’s depression, she might not be able to support Saeran when he needs it, and he might not be able to help her.

In Seven and Saeran’s cases, they would need a lot of effort and a lot of outside help to their relationships.  The boys would be willing to make those efforts and sacrifices, but how about their MC?

Least:  V

Understand:  This is not to be disparaging to V.

V is very accommodating, patient, and willing to do things that will help his significant other.

Unfortunately, he is too accommodating, patient, and willing.

V has a history of being foolish for the sake of his romantic partner.  He has been known to self-sabotage in the interests of helping his loved ones.

If V had a depressed MC, she had better have a good understanding of her own issues before things get serious between them.

A lot of ground rules and contingency plans would need to be in place before V has the chance to enable her.

The problem with V having a depressed MC is that he would let her do whatever she wants to him.  And that isn’t a safe relationship.

Both MC and V need to be stable at the beginning of their relationship.  Otherwise, they’re only setting themselves up for failure.

[switchydragon]

Hypnostory: Legend of the Hypnoslut Dragon

This is an MC story I did in mid-2017. CW: Contains fictional hypnosis with triggers and the like. Be careful if you're easily affected by such, also contains bimboization, mind-breaking/addiction, penetration, human/dragon relationships and more! Have fun, and let me know your thoughts!

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The Legend of the Hypnoslut Dragon!

Once upon a time, in a cold, small little town in a besieged, cursed valley, there was a witch. Not an evil one; she was quite benevolent, with her light brown hair and fair skin, her kind words and actions would please many who found her a lovely presence. Harmless and cute, but somewhat eccentric, they’d say. And with her, does our story begin.

‘Twas a dark and stormy day, when the witch was awoken by a loud flapping in the distance. She rubbed her eyes and yawned, the noise driving sleep from her body. “Oh...Tisaala’s back…” she said with a disparaged sigh. The big, green dragon would come, bringing death unless the villagers sent her their finest virgin! Alas, so many of her victims would turn into crazed madpeople, unable to feel the same satisfaction the dragon had given them when they returned. Moments later as she was preparing tea for herself, Candace watched the emerald-colored lizard fly off with another, before crossing her arms. “Hmmmph! Why, I ought to bring that dragon to justice!” She said, feeling squeamish...how would she, a lowly little witch with...no actual magic, ever face a great beast like Tisaala and live, let alone vanquish her?

The wingbeat shook her unstable little home like a mighty breeze, and the answer landed directly on her head: A tome, bound in red vellum with a white spine landed on Candace’s head from above, disturbed from its shelf. Candace grumbled softly and rubbed her head, looking at the tome. “Arts of the Mind: Controlling Others with Hypnosis”  Huh, thought Candace, maybe I should read more...maybe that’s why I have no spells...Regardless, with a title like that...it had to be a book of power in some way! Maybe it held the secret to stopping the dragon! She quickly turned to the cover page, stating the author as someone named “Yuki” Hm. Wonder if that’s important or something.Candace was eager to get into this “Hypnosis” thing!

Several hours later, the witch was getting fairly annoyed. She’d powered through the book within a fraction of the time she’d thought she would. Yet, not a single magic incantation was in the book! Just things about “Hypnotic pleasure, mental orgasms, blanking 101, total hypnotic obedience...” the list went on. How was she going to beat a dragon with a “Mental orgasm”? Whatever it was, she bet it couldn’t pierce the dragon’s indestructible scales.

Slamming the book down onto her table, Candace sighed. She looked out the window into the dark and stormy eve, night had not quite set in yet. The witch gulped upon looking at the storm outside. She had to do something before it got too bad...after all, the dragon’s lair was a few hours away. Candace closed her book and stuffed it in her backpack, then put her wide-brimmed black hat on, setting out. Villagers waved, some catcalling as usual, some yelling friendly words of encouragement. The witch ignored them, walking north as the rain pattered down her hat, soon soaking her clothes as she trekked onwards.

The road to Tisaala’s lair was a harrowing one. Candace saw dead trees decaying all around the path, skeletons lying off to the sides of the overgrown road, and worst of all, horrible-sounding crows cawing as they circled above her while she journeyed across the darkened, dead grass and wasteland-like soil. How could any creature live here, especially a giant dragon who probably needed lots of food? Candace took a few deep breaths and sighed, trying to focus as the maw of Tisaala’s cave drew ever closer, while a crow departed a nearby a hollow tree-trunk, flying off into the distance, letting out an uncanny caw as it winged off into the horizon.

Candace arrived at the dragon’s lair soaked, cold and thoroughly annoyed. As she approached the massive cave that was the entry point to Tisaala’s home, Candace shivered...it was was so cold! Taking the first few steps in, she gulped and began to look around...the cave appeared normal, but Candace felt like she hadn’t even entered the worst part of her journey yet. She took her first tentative steps in, her black boots making a squishing noise as she did. Unfortunately, said squeaking was loud enough for the dragon to hear.

“Who dareth enter the mighty Tisaala’s lair and think to return unmolested?” Said the dragon’s massive voice, bellowing through the cave as Candace hurried behind a large rock, letting out a terrified squeal as she heard the dragon’s steps start to draw closer! “Thinking to avenge the virgin I have stolen from your town? ‘Tis in vain, for he has already fallen victim to my lust, as shall you~!” The dragon prowled through the cave while Candace tried to look around, hoping to spot Tisaala before the she-drake saw her. Moments later, Candace succeeded in that. She saw the vibrant green scales and the verdant hues of Tisaala’s eyes as she drew closer and closer, the mouth of the cave just big enough for Tisaala to stand on all fours in. With no other option but to move now, Candace walked in front of the dragon.

“Hey, you big lizard! Look at me!” She managed to say despite the fear pressing into her from every angle.

“What’s a human doing in my lair? And a beautiful one at that too, you are indeed a gem, mortal…” Candace saw how Tisaala’s eyes were already sizing up her soaked, dripping body and clothes. Candace inhaled deeply, and Tisaala laughed, a mighty noise that shook the whole cave. “Aww, whimpering with fear? Do not worry, you’ll be making other noises soon enough.”

Candace mustered all her willpower, then in the most soothing, relaxing voice she could, remembering the book’s instructions as she stared the dragon in the eyes: “I want you to focus on my words, focus hard on them. Focus so they can help you, my Tisaala, the dragon, relax so much, so deeply…” She didn’t know how, but her words were working! Within moments, Candace saw the dragon’s eyes start to droop, then gulped as she remembered what the book would suggest at this point...physical connection...she quietly approached, and inhaled deeply.

Walking forwards despite the fear wracking her body, she placed a hand on Tisaala’s snout, and continued talking. “So good, so nice to just let all that stress of being awake, being conscious, to just fade away, my hand helping you to let it all flow away, moment by moment, second by second…” She saw Tisaala’s eyes start to close all the way, YES! Candace shouted in her head as she finally commanded: “Aaaaaand….Sleep~!” and saw the giant dragon’s jaw touch the ground, her eyes closed tightly.

Candace quickly shuffled through the pages in her book upon seeing the dragon go under, thinking back to those things about domination, mind control….she had to protect her village and make sure this dragon never hurt anyone again! Candace cleared her throat and got to work, starting first with that “Mental Orgasm” thing. Whatever it was, the dragon would think again before hurting her village!.

“And, 5,4,3,2,1! Awake up, fully relaxed, remembering everything I’ve told you, and ready to obey!” Candace smiled upon seeing the dragon awake up, starting to shake herself off...before said dragon jumped on her, grabbing Candace into a tight, scalebound hug.

“Nrrraaa, Mistress, it’s so good to see you! I’m so eager to obey, please command me as you see fit, my divine Goddess, beautiful Mistress~” Candace felt like she was going to be crushed, and fought against the dragon’s warm grasp.

“Nnnggh, come on! Let go!” When she said the word come, something amazing happened. Tisaala collapsed on her back, letting out a vast moan as she closed her eyes.

“Nrraww..My-Mistress is a goddess, sh-she can make me cum with just words….I AM Mistress’s eternally enslaved hypnoslut...” Candace heard Tisaala mutter as she stared up at the ceiling. So she had gotten the better of the dragon...Candace tried to remember one of those phrases from the book, and smiled.

“Come on, you big, dumb dragon, just blank out for me! That’s it, go blank!” She said, happy as she saw Tisaala’s eyes turn a hazy, dull color and her tongue loll out, mouth wide open...the dragon was helpless now! “Hmph! That’ll teach you! And DON’T ever come back!” Candace said, walking deeper into the cave, hoping to find the virgin the dragon had abducted earlier.

As she entered into the much larger inner chamber, Candace gasped. The room was fully lit, somehow. She saw the horde and couldn’t stop her mouth from gaping all the way open, as she let out another yelp. The witch took one more look around and found the ex-virgin, a nobleman’s son, sleeping on a massive pillow in the far corner of the room, snoring the day away.

Candace didn’t see any chains or evil instruments around the giant cavern of glistening artifacts, gold and other luxurious items...she giggled, with the dragon vanquished this was all hers! Now, she just had to get the victim to safety. “Hey! Wake up! You need to get out of here!” Candace yelled at him from across the room, and he sleepily rubbed his eyes.

“But I dun wanna...” the prince muttered, as Candace took off her hat and growled. No stupid man was going to steal HER loot!

“NOW! Get out NOW!” She asserted, and the man sprinted out, pulling his underwear up in the process. Candace smirked, watching him run before turning to the hoard. The dragon-vanquishing witch quickly went about exploring her new wealth, from the gold cuffs studded with diamonds, to all manner of gems and crystals in the sea of glistening gold, she felt enthralled, till a massive shape struck her from the side. She felt like she was being crushed. “W-who?” She choked out, something was holding her tight, something massive was hugging her...she looked up and saw the dragon’s lustful, deranged eyes. Tisaala must be hers too,

She inhaled deeply before saying, slowly and carefully: “You obey me?”, making sure to phrase it like both an order and a question at the same time. The dragon nodded fervently, bobbing her head up and down quickly.

“Yesss, I serve Mistress Candace, who gives the big dumb hypnoslut Tisaala the dragon so much pleasure! I’ll do anything for the powerful, divine Mistress Candace!” Candace giggled, feeling content. “That’s right! And you’ll always be my big, dumb hypnoslut!” She said, repeating and reaffirming what the dragon had just said as a way to confirm it...whatever that meant, Candace felt the control surge through her...she was in charge, and she was going to make this dragon pay for hurting her village! She looked up at Tisaala, who hadn’t released her yet, then firmly ordered her to let go: “Tisaala, my  hypnoslut, I order you to let go of me!” As she looked straight into her eyes. Tisaala complied immediately, leaving Candace to fall gently down onto the firm pillow below her.

Candace nodded, seeing her orders obeyed so fully and immediately, and then issued another one: “Tisaala, I order you to change into a form more appropriate of your Mistress!” With a flash of magic, the dragoness changed into the form beautiful, green-haired woman with scales down her arms and legs, wings and a long tail. The now transformed dragoness looked at Candace knelt at the foot of the pillow, looking up at Candace.

“My Mistress, does this form please you?” Tisaala asked, smiling at Candace. Indeed, the emerald dragon was quite the beauty...Candace smiled and began to undress.

“Of course, and you must please Mistress now, with your body. You need to repay her back for all your awful actions.” She said, and laid down on the pillow.

Tisaala nodded, and dived onto her, hugging Candace as she asked her: “Mistress! Where should I please you first?”

Candace hadn’t felt her breasts played with in forever...in fact, she hadn’t really done anything like this before. “W-well..hypnoslut, I want you to use your tongue on my breasts.” She said quietly, experimenting.

“Yes Mistress!” The dragoness immediately started licking, trailing her long, warm tongue along Candace’s left breast, to her right. Candace gasped in pleasure, the warmth of her tongue plus the wetness felt so amazing, it was like liquid heaven across the neglected tit-flesh.

“Now, kiss them.” Candace got out despite the pleasure clouding her mind already. The dragon wordlessly obeyed, laying a nice wet, sloppy, and warm kiss on her nipples, before pulling off them with a pleasing Pop! as she would move to the other. Candace’s body shook with each touch of her dragon’s lips on her ample C-cup breasts.

Then Candace’s mind went to her needy crotch, the area she hadn’t even touched in years..., panting in pleasure, seeing herself already dripping all over; she felt eager to grant it some attention. “Slut, I want you to please my…” she scrambled through what little words she could remember in her head, heavy with arousal..”M-my sex..” she managed to choke out, then without a moment’s warning, she felt the dragon’s tongue start to lick all around her needy, dripping genitals, the pleasure from her snatch a raging inferno compared to the pleasure from her tits, and Candace felt herself losing control more and more with each passing moment.

As the pleasure inside her began to peak,  another thought came into her head...Tisaala’s tail waving back and forth dreamily…”My little dragon hypnoslut, I want you to use your tail i-inside me.” She said, and panted slowly as the dragoness looked her in the eyes.

“R-really Mistress? I get to put my tail inside Mistress?” She asked, looking jubilant beyond belief. Candace examined the rhythmic, swaying motion of the tail, and another idea popped straight into her head.

“Yyess, pet. In fact, when I-I...mmm…” she tried to remember that word from the book… “O-orgasm, you’ll find yourself feeling that pleasure too, as though it’s linking us together even  more...and when I say that word come I want you to have that-that orgasm with me…” She said, hastily tripping over words as she saw her new pet’s eyes light with the pleasure she was already feeling.

“I love Mistress, I’m her hypnoslut forever!” Tisaala said, then loudly, and Candace felt herself invaded by the tail. It felt warm, just like the rest of the dragon’s body, but it was so big, Candace felt filled in a way she’d never felt before. Then, Tisaala started thrusting. The in and out motion, so quick and hard was overwhelming to say the least, and she yelled out the phrase, letting the pleasure take her so hard in a climax the young woman could barely comprehend. She screamed with pleasure till her lungs couldn’t take it, then collapsed into a hazy mess, her body weak as she felt Tisaala snuggle into her side.

Eventually, the young witch woke up, the dragoness still attached to her side like a puppy clinging to its mother, and Candace sighed with relief...hopefully, the effects of whatever magic she’d done on her little dragon slut would stay forever, meaning she’d never have to come back to this place...but as she looked around, seeing the gold and jewels once again, she sighed. How was she ever gonna get this all home?

“Mistress is awake?” She heard the dragoness’ voice break the silence of the giant cave as she turned her eyes to Tisaala, groaning. As she sat up to gather her thoughts, Candace was hugged again by Tisaala, who was currently staring into her eyes deeply. “Please Mistress, hypnoslut Tisaala needs Mistress! She’ll be a good girl for Mistress and leave her village alone! Pleeeeaaasseee?” She begged Candace, and the witch sighed, pressing her face into her hands…

Candace thought about it...back home all she had was her old books she never read, and it was always so cold there...here, she had a beautiful, magical dragon who bowed to her every whim, and all the wealth one could ever need. Plus, the dragon’s warm body made her feel more comfortable than she ever had at home. Maybe living here would be okay enough. Maybe living here would even be great! She smiled, and then hugged her new loving slut.

“Of course, now get to giving your Mistress another one of those orgasm things. That was so good~!”

Tisaala happily obliged, and they lived happily ever after in the dragon’s cave, licking, kissing and cuddling in each other's embrace. Long after that day, the village would tell tales of the powerful witch who had given her life to slay the mighty dragon plaguing them, and the young boy who ran home to tell the tale so courageously, clad only in his underwear!

Occasionally, some would even say they could hear her moans of inhuman power echoing through the valley, remnants of her battle and victory!

The end.

[bmp-slbp-matchup]

Analysis on Fuma Kotaro

I hope the anon that asked me about an analysis on Kotaro is reading this because they are the reason I’ve actually written one.  Idk, if I have done it right, but when have I ever done anything right, so. I’m sure this is incomplete and I’ll think of 100 things to add after having posted this, but I could write a whole year about a single aspect only, so I think this should be enough for now. Spoilers for Saizo’s and Kenshin’s main route. It’s kinda long, so cut cut cut ~

The role in which Kotaro is usually seen is that of an antagonist in various routes, mainly of the characters in Kai and Echigo. Seeing him in this state, there are several aspects of his personality that are striking: His skills as a ninja, his relationship with his enemies and attitude towards his victims plus his constant habit to disparage himself verbally.

Kotaro presents expertise in dealing with his missions which is proven through different aspects. Firstly, his weapon of choice, the kusari-gama, requires utmost focus of its bearer, to allow them to make use of the chain-sickle efficiently. Not only do his opponents acknowledge his skill, but the reader also can conclude that much, given the fact that Kotaro succeeds in not only capturing limbs, but even thinner and unsteady objects, such as swords with his chain. His enemies are formidable fighters as well, strong members of the Uesugi Clan whose attacks he dodges nimbly, the most respected ninja Saizo Kirigakure whom it takes several attempts to kill him and Yukimura Sanada whose attacks he easily escapes and doesn't think of as a threat. Apart from his physical capabilities, Kotaro also shows psychological and manipulative proficiency. With the use of limited information he causes unrest withing other groups which makes it easier for him to reach his aims. Furthermore he is undeterred by deceiving others and making up lies to create an onesided emotional bond between him and his adversary. He arouses pity by playing the victimhood and knows exactly what to say to invade somebody's emotional affairs and thus make himself likable. When hearing that the MC is close to her family, he arouses her compassion by talking about his late sister whom he was close to and tops it off by finding a communality with their fellow distaste of the current political situation and their loved ones falling victim to it. It takes him no time to take advantage of a childhood story she reveals to him to make it seem like they had already met back then. Even after his true identity is revealed, he still succeeds in getting the information he needs by making use of manipulative and intimidating methods. What makes him different from many other ninja, whose capability he actually shares, is his garrulity. Not only fellow ninja like Saizo, but even samurai such as Kageie Kakizaki notice that and mention it. It's noteworthy that Kotaro manages to reveal a big part of his plans without giving his opponents a single oppurunity to escape the situation or win the upper hand because of it. Additionally, it neither deteriorates his dealing with his weapon that, as mentioned, requires maximum attention.

His constant talking while fighting actually serves something else that has to do with his relationship towards his opponents and his attitude towards his victims. Despite his charm and eloquence, he manages to not only frighten his enemies, but also provocate them to cause them to lose focus. Kotaro isn't someone who solely relies on his abilities as a ninja, but makes use of the emotional state of his counterpart. He does not only influence the MC, but is also aware of all the connections surrounding him. Seperate from how his opponents view him, he also picks up on their relationships. He challenges Kagetsugu's choice to protect the MC, noting that she is Kenshin's woman, thus assails his emotions and tries to rattle him. That means he is not only aware of the MC's relationship with Kenshin, but also Kagetsugu's who, he knows, blames the latter for something that happened to his sister. In total, this makes five relationships he is aware of and takes advatage of in one single situation: Kenshin and Kagetsugu's sister having been affiliated with each other, the tension between Kenshin and Kagetsugu, due to the good relationship of the latter with his sister, the MC being Kenshin's woman and Kagetsugu protecting the former despite that. Not only do his comments have a confusing purpose, but also serve as provocation. Once he realizes that Saizo had forgotten about the MC due to amnesia, he is quick to make fun about that situation, provocates not only both parties involved, but also Saizo as an individual who suffers from those circumstances anyway. Even though he shows a clear dislike towards the MC, his actions never seem to carry a personal motive. Kotaro blames her for the loss of Saizo's personality which he admires, but it never is his reason to antagonize her. It's always her that gets in his way and evokes his hostility first. Unlike other antagonists - or even protagonists - he never mentions her gender in a negative way or views her as inferior because of it or any other reasons.

Despite everything, Kotaro seems to have a serious problem with what he is doing which doesn't only show itself physically in form of a severe headache, but his general attitude towards himself. There barely is a scene in which he doesn't talk himself down - as the MC says - "as if his self-deprecation makes him less of a monster". He doesn't think that he deserves it to be a good human and tries to justify his actions by convincing himself that he is wicked and unworthy, therefore doing what this kind of person does. Striving to be the perfect ninja, he takes the view that he has to kill innocent people for it and despite being conscious of his guilt, he thinks he has no choice.

  However there is more to him than his antagonistic side, especially his first impression on others that opposes it, which allows him to be a romantic interest to others. What attracts notice in scenes with Kotaro is his way of speaking which is rather sophisticated, polite and therefore charming. Despite sometimes ruining it with his odd behavior, he doesn't fail to make others sympathize with him. He is seen as a normal citizen, being accepted into a village after having been heavily injured and doesn't cause any suspicion, apart from that of a child whom he has frightened. Not only can he make himself accepted, he even succeeds in making others fall for him with his personality only, as it isn't possible for him with incentives such as social position. Lady Kiku who is of the Takeda, is smitten by him to the point that she doesn't only suffer during their relationship which has no future, but also quite some time after having learned the truth about him. Even when serious about his feelings, Kotaro knows no limit, not able to give up on his habits with the only exception of not harming his love interest directly. He is attentive, when it comes to her reactions and expressions that reveal what she likes and dislikes, which does not prevent him from presenting her with cicadas as a gift. Still, those feelings don't serve as a moral compass. He doesn't get to harm others when spending time with the MC, thus not feeling the need to talk himself down, starting to accept himself and even wishing for a peaceful world. However it is only the beginning of an improvement, as he can neither grasp the meaning of killing someone for someone else's "sake" nor the meaning of dying for someone else's "sake", despite them not having any advantage of it. He lets go off both of it, for his love interest, but not before being surprised about their view on the matter.

Another trait that is often associated with Kotaro, but one that is lost on me, is his pathological obsession with Saizo. It strikes me as an unnecessary addition to Kotaro's comical side which is needlessly emphasized. On the one hand he often makes a point of mentioning how much he admires Saizo as a fellow ninja and stresses his respect to the point of allowing him to kill him. Again, he uses deigning expressions to refer to himself whenever Saizo associates with him in any way, while he praises the latter. On the other hand, he still is his opponent and not only does he harm him indirectly, by attacking the clan he serves or his loved ones and hindering him from accomplishing his missions, but also directly by defering to his attacks and fighting him physically. Nevertheless, he shows regret after having reached the aim of doing so, namely hurting Saizo. The majority of his actions and reactions are inscrutable anyway, providing his personality a weird token without the use of an obsession that is overemphasized and contradictory in itself.

[han-pan]

For salty asks: 1, 7, 10, 19 and 24 ^^

EEE I didn’t see this come through! Yessss so much salt :D I am gonna answer this for our lovely SLBP boylords. From the salty ass ask list :o https://han-pan.tumblr.com/post/166052754080/salty-ask-list 

1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?*

Mmn. Since we’re talking otome, I’m gonna presume xMC since the Brotps don’t bother me. But Masamune, and Kotaro. @_@ Both of them have ENORMOUS communication issues and it drives me bananas. Masa’s dependency on MC’s ESP is irritating enough. And Kotaro just makes me shudder. I’m an adult looking for an adult partnership…not a child I can legally boink. 

7. Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?*

Saizo! I can’t believe it, and it makes me so sad. When I first played the game I was just totally taken by Saizo! And now I want to strangle him. Emotionally unavailable dudes are SUPER not my jam!

10. Most disliked arc? Why?

Main story route for Hideyoshi! I will cry Hideyoshi’s MS is possibly the worst thing ever until the day I dieeeee. @hajeema​ and I came up with an AMAZING alternative plotline for Hideyoshi that hedges more on the political nature of his relationship with Nobunaga and had potential for #makepuppyhappy2k17 AND you cut out the whole “romancing literally everyone except Hideyoshi” and can make a Hanbei route out of it. What’s there to lose??

19. What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom?

I’m gonna say two things: 1, spoilers and the absolute willful blindness and disregard for the companies that provide us with these beautiful stories…and 2, the tendency to romanticize behavior in certain routes, and disparage it in other routes. Or the tendency to like things that Character A does, simply because they’re Character A, but Character B is a Horrible Horrible Person if he does anything similar. 

Bueller? Anyone remember how Toshiie got drunk and too much on MC and then realized it and felt so awful and left her alone and wanted to give her space and stuff because he realized what a terrible thing he did? But when Hotaru ~literally assaulted MC~ and wouldn’t stop kissing her, it was cute? Bueller? No? Just me? Ah. 

24. Would you recommend SLBP to a friend? Why or why not?

HAHAHA OF COURSE I WOULD. This  trash can fire is so much fun and I love these boys and the amazing wonderful pals I have made through this splendid and insane little corner of the Internet. I love this trash can fire. Yes please. Come into the folds my pretty…..

[queenofallthewrongchoices]

Yeah so I’m going to say this and be done with it because you seem to be emotionally involved with this character to the point that you are unable to be objective. My comments are not meant to critique his character or disparage him in anyway. I think he’s great. He’s the main LI that I’m romancing. My whole point is that I would like to see him have similar moments with MC’s daughter that Eiko and Levi have had because even though she isn’t technically dating any of them officially these moments are foundational in what could be a serious romantic relationship. So to me it is important to see how they interact with one another beyond occasional conversations hear and there. And not to get into too deep with my personal life but I also lost a parent young similarly to Luz so I remember having to watch my mom navigate through the grief of a spouse and moving on and eventually finding happiness with my stepdad. That’s why that’s important to me because my mom made sure that the person she chose to spend her life with had a good relationship with my brothers and I as well before she invited them into her life permanently. And as for as Thomas being the MC’s lawyer that is something that is a relatively new occurrence. He has been around and interacting with MC’s kid way before then and I personally have wanted those moments no matter how small even back then. It’s possible to like a character and still acknowledge the absence of certain elements that you’d like to see with them, which I guess is more of a critique with the writing than his character specifically. You have a wonderful night.

ppl are getting upset bc thomas doesn’t spend time with the mc’s daughter even tho he’s a widower taking care of his own daughter, handling a major lawsuit and then taking the mc’s custody case pro bono. if ur romancing him it’s clear there’s attraction but he states that’s its complicated. It is complicated. that’s not an excuse. he’s not a bad person bc he’s not spending time with the mc’s kid. and then comparing that to the other li’s is ridiculous?

eiko and levi dont have kids nor have they ever been married\divorced. they’re not thinking about how when you get involved with someone who has kids, those kids get attached. what if the relationship you’re embarking on doesn’t work out? and then you break up and it’s sad for the child in question bc they got attached to that person. it can get messy. if ur romancing thomas, it’s messy. he’s already too involved in the mc’s life, he’s not wrong for feeling the way he’s feeling or setting rules for himself. 

for him and the mc, their kids have to come first no matter what. 

eiko and levi are great li’s but they’re coming fm a different place than thomas is, different sets of baggage and different levels of how involved they can get with the mc. levi having a little bit more wiggle room bc he’s their neighbor and helps the mc with babysitting on occasion and even helping the mc get a second job. eiko bc she’s one of the kid’s teachers in what happens to be their favorite subject, she also has ‘past relationship baggage’ (different from thomas) that we dont know about yet but she’s there for the mc and sees first hand how the mc and her daughter are treated by the school and its PTA. 

all three li routes are different and that’s good. thomas is not a bad person bc he’s not making time to hang out with the mc’s daughter. he’s not their dad. he is literally working to prove why the actual father is a bad fit. 

[pumpumdemsugah]

im 20 pages away from finishing Annihilation: the southern reach trilogy and ive decided to write all 3 books.

its a little spoiler about the personality of the main character and her relationship but i was thinking there was something familiar about her personality and it was that there are lots of main male characters that her like her. very guarded and literally only realised what someone means to them when faced with death . tbh its mostly her fault her marriage failed . she made it hard for her husband. i dont dislike and would go as far as saying i love her character but it leans on the positive. her personality traits fits well with the environment and makes her actions not seem left of field even though a bit reckless

given the main cast is almost completely female but the husband (but even then you only get to know him through the main character) i think it was probably very intentional though not exactly played out how it does with the guarded male mc that makes them insufferable    

i really like the book. it flows really well even when it does cut to a passage about her home life . i dont mean it in a disparaging way but it doesn’t over use flowery language . i think some writers get so caught up in their work being beautiful that it becomes very hard to follow and almost tiring . though there is some porse and sweet wording its not over used so it makes it easier to focus on it when it does come up. 

so far id give it a 7.9 out of 10. a very nice read and very engrossing when it really get to it but i found the start a bit hard to connect with but it wasnt bad . shit is generally always happening so cutting to a less tension filled flashback can be well timed