#answered?

[stressed-and-fluff-obsessed]

I lost the request but I believe an anon asked for a Striker tickle fic from Helluva so I deliver!

I took a gamble on the Lee and Ler (it wasn’t specified) so I’m sorry if I got it wrong 😭

Sweet Revenge

Summary: Blitzø gets payback on Striker for birdnapping and hurting Stolas

C.W: Swearing, incredibly rushed 😭

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“He can get hurt..?” Blitz murmured as he, Mille, Moxxie, and Loona watched Stolas get carried into the clinic on a stretcher. “Yes sir we found him severely injured in Striker’s hideout.” Moxxie remarked and quickly Blitz’s face became angry.

“He did that to Stolas?” Blitz repeated, not sure if he heard Moxxie correctly but his suspicions were confirmed when Moxxie nodded, “Will he be okay?” Mille questioned a doctor who walked outside.

“His Majesty should be just fine, he just needs to stay here for a few weeks to recover.” The doctor replied and all four of them let out an audible sigh of relief. “Thank you sir!” Mille told him and he bowed before walking back inside.

“Thank goodness he’ll be okay.” Mille remarked and the others nodded before Blitz started walking towards the hospital. “Where are you going sir?” Moxxie asked him, jogging to catch up with him. “I’m going to visit Stolas you guys wait here.” Blitz told them and Moxxie halted his jogging, watching the other imp disappear inside.

“Hey lady.” Blitz called to the front desk receptionist who looked up from her computer. “Yes sir how can I help you?” The woman asked him as he reached her counter.

“I’d like to visit Prince Stolas mind telling me what room he’s in?” Blitz asked her and she nodded, turning back to her computer and typing in a few things before returning her gaze to him with a smile.

“His Majesty is in room 213.” She told him and he began walking away, “Thanks lady.” Blitz told her over his shoulder, starting for the elevator. Once inside a few other demons joined him and he pressed the button for floor two and they ascended.

Once they reached the floor Blitz stepped out and wandered down the hall until he located room 213. He creaked open the door and nearly gasped as he saw Stolas’ fragile frame wrapped in bandages and hunched over in the hospital bed but once he heard the door open he looked up and his face brightened.

“Blitzyy!” Stolas chirped and Blitz rolled his eyes before entering the room and shutting the door behind him. “How’re you feeling dumbass?” Blitz asked Stolas as he waved his hand and the room brightened.

“Quite well I’m just happy I managed to survive.” Stolas replied and Blitz nodded. “What all did that cowboy prick do to you?” Blitz asked him and he placed a hand on his beak in thought then he started rattling off all the things Striker did to him and by the end of it Blitz looked livid.

“Oh would you look at that Moxxie’s calling I gotta hit the road hope you feel better Stolas!” Blitz called over his shoulder, hearing a goodbye from the prince as he exited, shutting the door behind him.

After leaving the hospital room Blitz marched down the hallway, into the elevator, down the elevator, through the lobby and out the doors where Mille, Moxxie and Loona were still waiting.

“So how’d it go is he okay?” Mille asked him, jumping up but quickly halting as she saw the look on his face. “Oh he’s fine. It’s Striker who’s not going to be. Get in.” Blitz snapped at them and they all piled into the van and took off back towards the I.M.P headquarters.

“What happened sir?” Moxxie spoke up but Blitz kept his eyes trained on the road, a furious expression on his face. “Stolas told me what the bastard did to him and let me tell you Moxx I’m going to make him pay.” Blitz replied and Moxxie quickly understood, settling back in his seat.

“What did the cowboy dude even do to make you this mad?” Loona piped up and Blitz explained everything just as Stolas had to him on the way and by the time they got back to the headquarters everyone’s mouths were hanging open with that same angry look on their faces.

“Oh no one messes with His Majesty and gets away with it.” Mille snapped, cracking her knuckles but Blitz held up a hand. “As much as I appreciate it Millie Striker knows me best from the last time we met so I think I have to deal with this on my own.” Blitz remarked, leaving the van and walking towards the building with everyone in tow.

“Now wait just a minute Blitz you can’t just rush in there blindly you need to come up with a plan first.” Loona reminded him and he spun on a heel to look at her and snapped his fingers. “Oh you’re right Loony thank you!” Blitz told her and she rolled her eyes, going on her phone.

Back inside of the building Blitz immediately went to his desk and gathered up a pen and some paper and rushed over to sit Mille and Moxxie on the couch before sitting across from them.

“Okay you two I’m going to need your help here. You guys faced Striker how does this son of a bitch fight?” Blitz asked them and they exchanged glances before thinking for a moment.

“Well sir Striker is very fast.” Moxxie noted and nearly began laughing at the aggressive pen scribbling he heard. “Oh and he is good with weaponry.” Millie piped up, smirking at the same aggressive pen scribbling. “Okay what else?” Blitz asked them, tail snapping in agitation as he practically interrogated them.

“Hmm..” Millie thought for a moment before snapping her fingers in realization, “Striker’s tail is strong and it’s got spikes on it so steer clear of his tail.” Millie told Blitz and the imp jotted that down as well. “Got it thanks you two!” Blitz called over his shoulder as he stood and rushed into his office.

Time for some planning.

~*~

Now at the Royal Palace apparently Stella had somehow overheard Stolas’s and Blitz’s conversation and now she knew what Blitz was going to do so she called Striker.

“Pick up the phone damnit.” Stella swore but after the second ring the line picked up and a heavy accented southern voice came from the other line.

“Hello?” Striker spoke from the other line, “What took you so damn long to pick up?!” Stella shouted at him and she heard the imp audibly sigh. “My apologies ma’am I was busy dealing with another ‘client’ what do you need?” Striker asked her and she started chuckling.

“You best be careful imp boy I overheard my “husband” and his imp talking about you, they’re plotting against you because of what happened to Stolas so I would advise being careful.” Stella told him and the line was silent for a moment before he spoke again, “Will do thanks for the heads up.” Striker told her and she scoffed.

“Yeah yeah just take care of that other imp, I’m counting on you.” Stella snapped at him and the line went dead. Guess we’ll see what happens.

~*~

Back at the I.M.P headquarters Blitz sat in his office racking his brain for ideas, by now the trash can in the corner of the room was full of balled up pieces of paper and still the imp had no ideas.

Blitz reviewed the information that Moxxie and Millie had given him and so far it’d gotten him nowhere. The part he was stuck at was that Striker is fast, and Blitz isn’t really the sharpest tool in the shed so what could he do without getting his ass handed to him?

Mille had also noted that Striker had spikes on his tail and he hummed thoughtfully before bringing his tail in front of him with a thought. Last time he fought Striker he heard rattling from him and slight hissing so Striker resembled a rattlesnake, how did they fight?

Blitz knew that he didn’t fully resemble a rattlesnake and Striker fought with g*ns but that was his problem. He’s seen how well Striker could fight with a g*n and he just didn’t have that level of experience and getting k!lled was not on his agenda today.

Then Blitz got an idea, he was going to go visit Stolas again to see if he could get anymore information out of him and then go to the Wrath Ring to maybe get something to help prepare him, maybe like some armor or something.

Standing up from his desk with a new idea Blitz kicked down his door catching the attention of the rest of the I.M.P. “I have an idea motherfuckers! I’ll be back with some revenge but until then Moxxie don’t be a disappointment for once and hold down the fort for me!” Blitz called over his shoulder and nearly started laughing at the look on Moxxie’s face as he left the building.

Now out of the building Blitz then got in the van and drove down to the hospital, arriving there a few minutes later and walking inside like he owned the place, tail swishing behind him as he walked towards the elevator.

Once he again reached the second floor he opened the door to Stolas’ room and caught the owl’s attention. “Heya Stolas.” Blitz remarked, sauntering over and sitting in a nearby chair. “Hello Blitz!” Stolas chirped, “What brings you back here?” He finished, tail flicking behind him.

“I need your help, I need you to tell me what Striker uses and how to take him down.” Blitz replied, pulling out a pen and notepad from seemingly nowhere. Stolas hummed in thought, placing a hand on his beak for a moment before turning to look at Blitz again.

“Well I do know he doesn’t play fair at all and he has this magic-disabling rope.” Stolas told the imp and the regular furious pen scratching returned before he looked back up, “I also know that he’s working for my scum of a ‘wife’” Stolas grumbled, angry raven chitters escaping him at the mention of Stella.

“Is that all?” Blitz spoke up, snapping Stolas out of his annoyed state and he thought for a moment before answering. “Yes I believe so, if you go to fight him please do be careful.” Stolas told the imp and he waved the owl off, “Yeah yeah I will thanks Stolas!” Blitz called over his shoulder, leaving the hospital room and shutting the door behind him.

Now having most of the information he needed Blitz now had one goal. Get to the Wrath Ring and find something that could help him take down Striker.

Blitz walked down the hall, into and down the elevator and out the doors of the clinic to get in the van and make his way down to the train station.

It was a bit of a drive but it would take him to the Wrath Ring so he didn’t really mind. Once there he parked the van and walked up to the navigation sign, locating the direction in which to go for Wrath and heading that way, just making it onto the train before it left.

Blitz found his spot on the train and sat down, the Wrath Ring was about a 15 minute train ride so he settled and looked out the window. “The hell are you looking at lady?” Blitz snapped at a random demon just staring at him but she averted her gaze when he snapped at her.

Now all he could do was wait for the train to arrive, but until then he could plan.

~*~

“The Wrath Ring?!” Striker snapped at Stella over the phone who’d just told him about Blitz’s plan, tail snapping angrily behind him. “That’s what I told you is it not?!” Stella shouted back at him and he regained his composure before speaking to her again.

“Yes ma’am my apologies for the outburst it’s just not what I expected.” Striker told her, adopting a more formal tone with her which she scoffed at.

“That’s what I thought, take care of that imp or you’ll be next.” Stella threatened him and he groaned inwardly, he did not have time for her petty shenanigans but nevertheless he nodded and answered. “Yes ma’am consider it done.” Striker told her and hung up the phone, let’s see how long it would take this imp to arrive.

~~~~

Now in the Wrath Ring since the train had arrived just moments before Blitz wandered down the streets of the city, looking for some kind of armory shop and was pleased to have found one almost immediately, walking in and being greeted by the shopowner.

“Hello imp what brings you to my fine establishment today?” The shopkeeper asked him and he stared at the owner, “I’m looking for some armor. Something strong, something protective.” Blitz told him and he snickered a little.

“Ahh well I have just the thing for you, come this way.” The shopkeeper crooned, leading Blitz to the back where he showed him a large armor set engraved with steel. “Oooh yeah I’ll take that!” Blitz grinned at the armor, purchasing it from the shop and leaving back towards the train station.

Blitz arrived at the train station a few minutes later but not without a couple scratches from some demons wanting to start a fight with him but this is the Wrath Ring what could he expect.

Once the train began boarding once more back to the Pride Ring Blitz got on and quickly found a seat to the long ride back to the Ring. This would be over shortly.

Back in the Pride Ring Blitz stepped off the train and located his van, stepping in and driving back to the I.M.P headquarters with his new armor.

His plan was to head to the headquarters first to show everyone and get ready and then head over to where Striker hid out, Stolas had given him directions when he’d visited the owl so getting there shouldn’t be a problem.

Blitz drove for a bit before returning to the building, going inside and up the stairs before kicking down the door catching Millie, Moxxie and Loona’s attention. “Oh nice this place isn’t on fire nice job Moxxie.” Blitz remarked, walking in and placing the case which held the armor on the couch.

“Thank you sir but what is that?” Moxxie questioned and Blitz grinned. “This Moxx is going to be what helps me take down that cowboy asshole.” Blitz replied and opened the case before taking the armor out to show him. Moxxie grinned upon seeing the set as Blitz put it away again.

“Oh you have to let me use that sometime in the future sir!” Moxxie exclaimed, tail swishing excitedly behind him and Blitz grinned, “I don’t know maybe I will.” Blitz told him and left towards his office, shutting the door and re-emerging a few moments later covered in his new armor and looking ready to go.

“Please be careful Blitz.” Millie told him and he smiled, “When am I ever not careful Millie? I’ll be fine.” Blitz told her, casting a look over his shoulder before walking out of the now just doorframe of the building and down to the van.

Now that he was ready to go face Striker he climbed in his van, double checking that he had everything before pulling out of the parking lot and driving away, “What the hell am I supposed to do once I get there? Stolas said this son of a bitch doesn’t play fair.” Blitz muttered to himself as he drove, reciting and attempting to remember the directions given to him.

“Meh I’ll be fine I’ll just wing it.” Blitz grinned to himself and continued driving, this couldn’t end well…

~~~~

Checking back in with Striker he apparently was laying out all his items in preparation for Blitz’s visit. Striker stood after laying his things out, looking at them. “Oh yeah this oughta do it.” Striker muttered to himself, admiring the trinkets when his phone rang.

His golden gaze wandered over to where his phone sat ringing on a crate, tail flicking curiously as he wandered closer and let out a deadbeat sigh and picked up the phone, answering it and flinching away at the shrilly voice that echoed from the other side.

“WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG TO PICK UP?!?!” Stella’s voice screeched from the other line and Striker sighed, “My apologies Your Highness I was preparing for Blitzø’s ‘visit’ what did you need?” Striker asked her, gaining his composure and using that same formal tone with her.

She scoffed before answering him making the snake facepalm. “The imp is on his way so make sure you are prepared Striker. I’m counting on you.” Stella snapped from the other end and he could practically hear her dainty feathers ruffling in indifference on the other end, “Yes ma’am consider it done.” Striker replied and she harrumphed before the line went dead.

What was he going to do with her.

~*~

Back with Blitz he was nearly there by now, driving the black van through the rocky terrain of the desert, Striker’s hideout was maybe around 10 minutes away and this was when Blitz started to worry.

“What if I don’t win this fight? What if he beats me and I can’t get back to Millie, Moxxie or my Loony?” Blitz muttered to himself, curling his tail around his leg as he drove but then shook himself out of his thoughts.

“No I’m the leader of the I.M.P and even though Striker claims to be the best assassin in the Wrath Ring I can beat him can’t I..?” Blitz trailed off but still keeping his eyes trained on the road.

“Come on Blitz stop thinking like this you’re going to win.” Blitz reprimanded himself and through at that muttering to himself he’d realized that he arrived. He was sitting in his van at the foot of Striker’s cave.

With a nervous breath he stepped out to the van and went to the foot of the cave, taking deep breaths as he walked as he reached the foot of the cave and was surprised to see a…minecart?

Blitz noticed that the minecart was on a rail that lead further into the cave so after staring at it a moment longer he reluctantly climbed into the cart, curling his tail around himself once more as the minecart jostled and took off down the rickety rail.

Blitz noticed that there were gaps in the rail and it worried him for a moment until he noticed that the minecart could jump the gaps and he settled until a few minutes later when the minecart hit the ground with a crash and he tumbled out of it.

“Oww!” Blitz exclaimed, standing up and brushing himself off before taking in his surroundings, he was in a cave with some discarded rails and signs everywhere.

“Bout time you showed up.” A deep southern voice spoke from the shadows and Blitz whipped around, looking for the source of the voice when his gaze landed on a pair of golden yellow eyes staring back at him.

The eyes then stepped out of the shadows and revealed the person Blitz had come here for all along. “Blitzø.” Striker smirked, tipping his hat to the other imp who sneered, tail snapping behind him, “The ø is silent asshole!” Blitz snarked at Striker but the cowboy waved him off.

“Yeah yeah you think I care about that? You didn’t come here to chit chat.” Striker remarked, pulling his hat off as Blitz used this opportunity, rushing forward and aiming for the jugular but Striker jumped out of the way and flipped Blitz off.

“Oh you son of a bitch.” Blitz snarled at Striker, flipping the other imp off just as he had done to Blitz “I’m going to get revenge on you for Stolas!” Blitz yelled at Striker from across the cave, Striker on the other hand just grinned and readied himself in a battle stance.

“Well then if you’re here for that then quit your standin around and actually fight me!” Striker exclaimed and just like that the first attack was served.

~~~~

Fight over and now on the ground, Blitz had Striker flat in his back on the ground, the smaller imp pinning the bigger down with his forearm pressed against his throat and the other arm lay on the ground. Striker’s tail had stabbed him in the back of the leg and his arms were planted firmly on the ground trying to sit up and get away but Blitz kept him down and unmoving.

“This…ends now..bitch!” Blitz exclaimed and was getting ready to deal the blow but unfortunately and fortunately for Striker Blitz had placed one of his hands and pressed down on Striker’s ribs for support and Striker’s tail had dislodged itself from Blitz and snapped in the air along with a slight hiss, his breath hitched as well and Blitz paused, staring at him with both confusion and curiosity whereas Striker looked mortified, hoping that Blitz wouldn’t catch onto what harbored that reaction.

“Well aren’t you gonna kill me?!” Striker snapped and Blitz removed his forearm much to Striker’s surprise and Blitz grinned, “Now wait a minute hotshot what was that?” Blitz asked him and Striker snarled, “Nothin now if you won’t kill me then let me go!” Striker’s voice caught in his throat with another quiet hiss as Blitz pressed down on his ribs agin and the imp’s face broke out into a wide smirk.

“Ohoho what have we here?” Blitz snarked and Striker’s tail began rattling, “I don’t know what the fuck you are talking about but you better release me right now!” Striker snapped at Blitz and he tsked, “Oh no don’t play stupid with me ive seen this multiple times you’re not foolin anyone.” Blitz grinned and started actually attacking Striker’s ribs this time, scribbling and scratching over them and the older’s response died on his tongue as Blitz did so.

“F-Fuck ohoff!” Striker snapped at Blitz, clamping his mouth shut to avoid any of these ridiculous noises coming out of his mouth. Why him he’s supposed to be a skilled and dangerous assassin! Yet here he was, lying on the floor of his own cave being tickled and unable to move.

“Somethin wrong hotshot? Snake got your tongue~?” Blitz taunted Striker whose tail snapped in response. “Oh fuck yohou!” Striker snapped and Blitz chuckled in response, lifting himself from his earlier position and scribbling over Striker’s stomach making the other curl up, tail swishing and rattling in response.

“You enjoyin this big guy?” Blitz grinned and Striker flipped him off, trying to will his tail to stop moving but it wasn’t working so he settled with wrapping it around his leg but the tip still twitched much to his dismay. Then Blitz got an idea, the imp eyed the spines sticking out of Striker’s tail and reached out one hand to trace over them while the other hand stayed on his stomach, that’s what finally broke him.

His tail unfurled itself from his leg and started flicking at the touch as uncharacteristic giggles poured out of the other. “Fuhuhuhuck you leheheheave my tahahahail alohohone!” Striker snapped at Blitz and the imp shot him a smirk.

“Oh does this bother you?” Blitz taunted him, scratching gently at the space around the spines and Striker’s laughter picked up. “Yehehehes hahahahands ohohoff!” Striker snapped at Blitz who only waved his finger in Striker’s face before taking his hand away from his tail and worming both hands under the assassin’s arms causing him to kick, laughter picking up significantly as small hisses began making their way into his giggly speech.

“Sssstohohohop alreheheheady!” Striker snickered, face heating up at what just happened as Blitz paused for a moment. “Wait just a damn minute…you hiss when being tickled??” Blitz grinned and Striker averted his gaze with a middle finger, “Let me hear that again!” Blitz remarked and Striker’s eyes widened as he held his arms out in front of him but that gave Blitz an opportunity and he dug into Striker’s underarms as the cowboy jerked and slammed his arms down.

“Blihihihitzzzø!” Striker hissed and laughed harder as Blitz dug in harder, “The Ø is silent asshole!” Blitz grinned as Striker laughed harder at the mock-offended remark. “Ihihi dohohohon’t gihihive a ssssshihihihit!!” Striker snapped back through his laughter and Blitz started laughing as well because of the hissing.

“Thahat hissing is awesome dude!” Blitz remarked and Striker flipped him off again. “Well that’s not very nice is it?” Blitz remarked, taking his hands away from Striker’s underarms and moving them higher to the base of his horns, scratching gently at the space there and Striker tried batting the offending hands away but Blitz wouldn’t let him.

“Good spot hotshot?” Blitz grinned as Striker’s laughter died down to giggles but they still stayed strong. “Sssshuhuhut the fuhuhuhuck uhuhup!” Striker hissed but Blitz moved back down to scribble over his sides and Striker’s laughter picked up again.

“Well there is a way you can get out of this alive.” Blitz hummed, over exaggerating it and nearly laughing when Striker’s eyes flew open. “Tehehell mehehehe!” Striker demanded and Blitz made a show with his hands, momentarily pulling away to allow the imp to hear what he had to say.

“Here’s the thing. I want you to take back what you did and apologize to me about what you did to Stolas.” Blitz replied and Striker’s gaze hardened. “No..wahay.” Striker snapped at Blitz and he raised a brow.

“You sure bout that asshole? I could let you go now if you apologize before things get loud~” Blitz taunted and Striker’s eyes narrowed in suspicion before snapping back, “No. Way.” Striker snarled at Blitz shrugged, “Suit yourself!” Blitz chirped before snaking his hands behind Striker and using his claws to scribble over Striker’s back.

Immediately Striker’s eyes widened at the new feeling and he bucked before bursting out laughing, Blitz obviously finding his worst spot. “HOHOHOW IN THEHE HEHEHELL?!” Striker still managed to sound confused through his hysterics and Blitz shrugged, moving up to Striker’s upper back making him curl up.

“This is the spot you were trying so hard to protect when I started this, don’t be so obvious next time.” Blitz replied so casual which somehow made Striker laugh even harder. “OHOHOHO FUHUHUHUCK YOHOHOU LEHEHET ME GOHOHO!!” Striker screeched and Blitz grinned.

“Not till you apologize!” Blitz chirped and Striker flipped him off for what felt like the hundredth time that day, “JUHUHUHUST LEHEHET ME GOHOHO DAHAHAMNIT!!” Striker snapped and Blitz shifted down to his lower back, skittering over the skin there and around his now swishing tail, that’s what finally broke him.

“OHOKAHAHAY YOU AHAHASS YOU WIHIHIN IM SOHOHORRY JUHUHUST LAHAHAY OHOHOFF THE TAHAHAHAIL!!” Striker cackled as Blitz had now begun skittering over his tail with his claws but quickly pulled away and stood up upon hearing the apology.

“See now that wasn’t so hard was it?” Blitz teased Striker and he snarled, tail still swishing from a few minutes ago as he let out the residual giggles and caught his breath. Striker then flipped Blitz off again and imp chuckled.

“Yeah yeah you’ve shown me that like 5 times today, really gotta be going tho, see ya bitch!” Blitz called as he somehow made his exit from the cave leaving Striker with one thought.

What was he gonna tell Stella?

~*~

About 25 minutes later back at the I.M.P headquarters Blitz walked through the door and collapsed on the couch with a sigh. “So how’d it go? Did you beat him?” Millie asked Blitz, her, Moxxie and Loona gathering around the couch to hear Blitz’s response.

“Oh yeah I kicked his ass, in a bit of a unique way though but I can say that that asshole likely won’t be messing with us again anytime soon.” Blitz told them and Moxxie spoke up, “What did you do to him?” Moxxie asked him and Blitz waved him off.

“You know Moxx a business leader should never reveal their plans.” Blitz told him and he heard Moxxie’s halfhearted whines of “Come on tell me!” But he drowned those out and relaxed knowing that he’d been the one to take that prick down a few pegs.

(Woah long one again I know there wasn’t a setting in the Wrath Ring yet but I just figured that’s how an interaction in that ring would go but hope you enjoyed! ^^’)

[windvexer]

I feel like black pepper has become the identical but opposite manifestation of windex in the witchcraft community, RE: the grumblings of whether or not witchcraft could be stretched to take power from window washing liquid.

In the tradition of the mercury drinking alchemists, I'll now take a shot of black peppered windex to meditate upon the slippery flexibility of the arte.

Surely you will obtain nothing but wisdoms so great their light cannot permeate this world. If you can, take notes in this numinous state and reveal to us their riddles.

[ningenshinkouku]

CHUUYA IS SHITTY AND ABUSIVE TO AKUTAGAWA AND NOT A BETTER MENTOR DAZAI KEEP DENYING CANON AND KEEP COPING YOU FUCKING CUNT

you kind of remind me of somebody i know in real life, i don't know if it's a coincidence or what but it is really interesting. are you a reincarnation of him? anyways i hope things are going well for you, don't forget that you can ask me anything if you're still curious. goodbye for now, but i hope our paths will cross again, @skkendndnxns.

[petewentzsvaginabones]

pete wentzs vagina bones are my inspiration in life

me too brother, me too

[duck-short-depressed-king]

Lucifer can I Pretty Pretty Please have one of your Magic Backflipping Rubber Ducks. I will take good care of them I swear!

🍎🪽"Hmmm...."🪽🍎

🍎🪽"Alright, alright. You may have one..."🪽🍎

[actuallycassidyiambusy]

How do you think would one go about “doing the tango” with Brook? Would he use one of his bones? Something else? (Asking for a friend)

Go to bed.

[holycollectivedelusion]

How do you feel about petrification?

I’d love to be a witch who uses magic to turn you to stone, but leave your mind and senses intact. I’d tell you to lie down on an altar and open your mouth, and I’d stroke you until your cock is fully erect. Then, I’d turn you to stone, climb on top of you, and start using you as a dildo, dropping my ass down on your hips as you were helpless to even twitch a finger. When I’ve nearly reached orgasm, I pull off of you and masturbate to push myself over the edge, cumming directly into your open mouth.

So how about it? Do you want to feel the stone creeping up your legs, fixing your body in place with each second? Do you want to be displayed in my parlor, motionlessly watching me pleasure myself to the sight of you?

OAKSJDGROQOWJRGEIQOWJRGWIWJRRGWI

I NEED to know who you are. I have never thought abt petrification before but I have a feeling it's gonna be one of the only things on my mind for the rest of the day 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

You should totally slide into my dms and share some other things you'd like to do to me 👉👈

[sproldenlover]

Thought for the day: Why do people leave newspapers on trains?

What a fantastic question.

[pixelatedvoid]

Silly Game Time: What's the best non-musical sound?

Do you mean sound that isn’t music? (That’d be rain)

Or music that isn’t from a musical? (Videogame music)

[chordsykat]

Ouch! Is the thing Nita's crying against in the trailor what I think it is.

In the words of Neil Gaiman: Wait and see...

[carsonian]

sorry person in my inbox i don't want to be rude but i don't really care for poly avengers & won't be writing that fic.

[kimmurielscryingmirror]

It’s a lewd question, but, who has the bigger ‘mushroom sword hilt,’ if you know what I mean, gromph, Jarlaxle, or kimmuriel?

[ningenshinkouku]

Just the two of us?

is there a need for more?

[petewentzsvaginabones]

yay

yay indeed

[tlscog]

I disliked sol a lot and wanted to kill them but now that he is male (as should be) I love him, he's perfect

What did Sol do to deserve that?

And... the personality of Sol is still the same no matter what gender you want Sol to be. The fact that gender plays part in whether or not the character is likeable despite being the same character regardless of gender just comes off as pretty... shallow.