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polarmary ¡ 11 months ago
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The justice siblings have been grounded due to misbehaving
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socius-animae ¡ 1 month ago
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You know, I haven't slept since I started thinking about this pathetic man.
This ramble has two topics, 1.3k. So done with life, please go to the section below the cut if you are interested in my views on Zahard actually trying to perpetuate his love for Arlen rather than loving her and Zahard's love and behavior is the result of an unavoidable situation. By the way there is a little bit of my reader insert concept if you curious in how I would create a Zahard x reader relationship.
"Zahard was in love with Arlen Grace, noting that he loved her more than anything."
Okay, that's a statement I took from Zahard's wiki about Arlen. I'm going to describe a few things I still remember about their relationship.
Imagine you are Zahard and now you have someone that you love so much:
That person you love, first over, is reject you feelings no matter how many times you confess.
She reject you, she also fights you, opposes you, has a child with her fiancé, and then you kill her child repeatedly—each time personally using your own hands. (You sound alike to a maniac hh)
you refuse to marry any woman than her
Then making difficult for all the strong women (aka Zahard's Princess) in your kingdom to marry because they must collect something first which might cost their own life.
You also use them as soldiers, and
after more than ten thousand years, despite the many rebellions still remaining in your kingdom, all because of that woman, you continue to love her.
So, Does Zahard actually love Arlen or rather just trying to perpetuate his love and objectificate her?
Before we start, we must know that, Zahard in fact, is practically engaging in violent acts, such as killing Bam and using women as soldiers, meaning his daughters, along with all the troublesome complications of needing to put together a 13-month series. That would also be strange, considering the princesses call him "father" (if I remember correctly). And many more severe problems and wrong doings he do, but this time we will only talk about his feelings towards Arlen and what that emotions caused. It might not covering all stuff.
To me, this seems more like an obsessive attachment rather than genuine, healthy love. True love typically respects the autonomy and well-being of the other person, whereas Zahard’s actions suggest a desire to control and preserve his emotions at any cost.
I also want to discuss how Zahard objectifies Arlen and disregards her wishes as the love of someone who loves her more than anything. Would you really do that to someone you care about and love so much? Well because it's either such as yandere, or there's something wrong with you. Whether it's the definition of love, the way it's expressed, the cause and effect of it, and all of the above.
Right now, I'm doubting Zahard's love for Arlene. Zahard didn't try to kill Arlen or hit her, hurt her psychically or anything like that, if I remember correctly. Which is to say that Zahard might have wanted something sincere? Wouldn't his love be more tender? Also, what was the reason for Zahard's feelings for Arlen?
Arlen is said to be a kind-hearted person and almost no one wants to quarrel with her, wouldn't a person like Arlen tend to bring up something like "Ah, I'm not good enough for her.", which leads to the journey of being more value to add to oneself to be good enough in front of her. It makes sense that Zahard ran out of time wooing Arlen and the rest is resentment that all the effort was in vain.
This guy is so mysterious, it's annoying. So please give me more of those crumbs 😭😭 However, does it make sense to treat the girl you love like that? Hello? Even if it belongs to another man, it's still the child of the girl you like.
Zahard didn't think about Arlen's feelings, he even found pleasure in killing her child. Doesn't that sound like resentment rather than jealousy? It could have been extreme jealousy, either because Zahard was already like that or there were other factors.
This guy's actions make it hard for me to define love. In the traditional sense that knows its limits and doesn't sound like an endless obsession. I also have a feeling, is Zahard's love gradually dying out?
During his meeting with Bam on the hidden floor, you know, where there's data Eduan (hehe, he's so handsome), it says in the wiki, Zahard no longer wants to kill Bam out of hatred.
Zahard once continuously declared his love for Arlene, so isn't this a decline? I assume Zahard also has the power to lock Arlen up somewhere or just force himself on Arlene. That sounds pretty normal, then again so what? You failed to move on😭
should I just reconcile myself with "Zahard loves Arlen more than anything." Please, what are these parameters of anything? Is it okay if Zahard doesn't respect Arlen's wishes. Was Zahard there trying to snatch Arlen away from V? Other than the constant confession?
If Zahard really loves Arlen "more than anything" then he will let V and Arlen be happy, because Arlen is more important than his own happiness, more important than the desire and lust to be loved by Arlen.
You know, it's different when you say "more than anything". That's very selfless (so demure). You love her more than yourself. More than your own personal interests and desires. That's really sweet, but this is how you treat her. And you still call it love and not something that's kind of an identity that you've forced yourself into?
Is loving Arlene an extension of the ego? We can't say because we don't know why Zahard fell in love with Arlen. Or is it just me who forgot, if it's a matter of personality then it would be back to the paragraph above.
We also don't know anything about Arlen other than things related to Bam, grudges, anger, but Arlen has a gentle girl's atmosphere, then if she's that desperate, on the verge of madness because of Zahard, then what is love for Zahard if it's so brave as to be defined as above everything else.
I refuse to call that love. And we continue to wonder many things such as the truth of Zahard's love, is it all just a justification for the emotion rooted in love, why is this topic so difficult? I had a hard time figuring it out.
Although Arlen is lovable, she deserves to be treated with dignity. And Zahard didn't do that. Maybe Zahard just loved Arlen, that love was twisted because things changed Zahard, and didn't love her more than anything else.
Maybe, how SIU presented how Zahard love Arlen, just a traditional thing to add a lot of drama and mystery, avoiding unimportant plot holes like relationships and questionable motivations. Zahard's actions were either obsession, love out of normality, bent, or feelings that Zahard labeled, directed only towards Arlen it was more like symbolism.
So, my conclusion should I call it love? Obsession? Something that defines a person? Something you need to guard for your own sake? Something blinding you to everything? Something that changes you? Maybe it's love but you don't care about its autonomy. Well this can be seen from many angles, but I will use a certain angle for the sake of my concept haha.
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Now, onto the discussion of my reader-insert concept. If we're discussing canon, then yes, it would ultimately be up to SIU, the creator of TOG, since we, as readers, can only assume things. But this also opens up the opportunity for us to have fun with the fiction.
my concept is: what if there is someone Zahard truly loves? This person is the one who triggered Zahard’s obsession with Arlen. Oh, not that he’s taking it out on Arlen—maybe that’s possible, but I feel like that’s not quite right.
This "someone" (or you) is actually one of the warriors climbing the tower. So, where were you? Nowhere, really. There was something, but you needs to be removed from the picture because you’ve done too many things wrong by changing things that were supposed to happen but didn’t because of your actions.
For example, Zahard’s love that was meant for Arlen is now directed toward you. That love is still delicate and pure—really akin to naive love—but if you continue this, the future of the TOG story will never happen. And that’s bad, okay?
Why is it bad? Let’s just say you climbed the tower with the agreement that you wouldn’t interfere or significantly influence things. So, accepting Zahard’s love would be a violation of that agreement. That love must either be redirected or terminated, and he must grow a new love specifically for Arlen.
You must take responsibility for your actions. So, you repeatedly erase Zahard’s memories and the memories of your friends who might share the same "seed." You do this often enough for Zahard himself to start feeling the strangeness of this "love" directed at Arlen.
It’s like trying to carry water in a bucket with a hole in it—except Zahard can’t describe where he went wrong, so he continues to cling to his feelings directed at Arlen and calls them his form of love. Yet, it’s all just an act to preserve the existence of that love, and so many of his impulses are misdirected toward Arlen.
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Now let's lean towards canon knowledge, we can compared to that, Zahard was still said to love Arlen more than anything. I have another perspective. Now the question is why does Zahard express his love like that? Why does he need to go to such lengths for Arlen's affection which is obviously impossible to get with those maniacal things? As per usual we can only speculate.
We could say that it was a snowball effect from the tower climb. Remember, when all the warriors except V, started turning to things that made them get strayed far from humanity as they climbed higher in the tower, I guess that's an acceptable reason considering there's still a lot we don't know about Zahard. But is there a probability that the 12 head families and Zahard didn't take that path on their journey? Can they maintain their power without destroying their empathy?
In one of the flashbacks in Gustang and Traumerei's past arc where Traumerei kills for the first time, I think it's impossible to avoid the degeneration of their compassion for those outside their own main circle or friends. It's like they were forced and the trials and tribulations, the life-threatening tests changed their perception of things.
If we harmonize these reasons, can we consider it plausible that the way Zahard treats his incomparable love is in such an antagonistic way? I mean, dude, come on. You can choose not to move on, keep her name in your soul or whatever, but it's already wrong when you reject her choice to love someone other than yourself.
Like where have you been? You busy trying to be king? Locking up the tower floor? Making complicated deals with administrators? Becoming more powerful? You tried to pursue her and you were too late, she was already engaged to someone. Someone who was also once your comrade-in-arms, which means you had plenty of time to pursue Arlen properly, but why are you like this now. Geez, Zahard is really pathetic.
Of course Zahard still has a hard time accepting this rejection and is single until now, the only thing wrong is how he responds to her rejection. I still don't condone what he did regardless if it's just the way the world works, an unavoidable fate, forced with no way out, absolute law make him twisted, something like that. In terms of concept and character design, I love it, so yeah, it's tough man.
The conclusion this time was that Zahard had been molded in such a way that his love was bent and that caused all sorts of chaos in the tower.
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The second explanation is what everyone would have expected, it was practically teased to the other head of the family. And it does lean towards canon. But oh don't worry dear reader, even still, we can be delusional and think whatever we want about this guy. That's why the fandom exists after all.
And we all love this desperate golden head. So yeah, this is the end of my ramble, although I have a lot to say, but I need to sleep and hope I can actually get beyond the Prologue chapter.
I find it kind of funny that I write for various fandoms but never get past the Prologue chapter or chapter 1. So pray for me, so I can write more and pass my exam.
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cienie-isengardu ¡ 1 year ago
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Personal Headcanon for alchol tolerance of the boys.
Bi-Han and Kuai: Zero alcohol tolerance. Cyromancers and alchol don't mix.
Smoke: Medium tolerance. He can take a few but he'll end up on the floor if he drinks too much.
Sektor : Does not drink because it fucks with his ability to operate normally. Hates the taste so good luck getting him to drink.
Cyrax: High alcohol tolerance surprisingly but you won't know because he doesn't drink often. Is definitely the one who drives everyone back assuming Sektor doesn't feel like it.
It seems we have a similar idea for Sektor, as the one that doesn’t mix well with alcohol (I like to imagine the alcohol makes him too emotional and thus vulnerable which is why he hates it so much, beside the general low tolerance to begin with).
However, my personal headcanon about Bi-Han, Kuai Liang and Tomas is totally opposite to yours. 
For cryomancers the first sips of alcohol may not be the best experience due to the sensation of “warmth” but that is a deceptive feeling, as alcohol leads to lowering body temperature and I like to think that is something pretty cool for cryomancers. Because the more chilled out the body is they feel much better and have annoyingly high tolerance however by rule, Bi-Han and Kuai Liang are not allowed to drink much on missions. Their body temperature naturally is low for a normal human being and while drunk, from medical standpoint, they easily could pass as a walking dead, because their body temperature drops to the level that should kill any normal person. So they aren’t allowed to drink much to not rise the unnecessary and difficult to explain doubts.
As for Tomas, sorry guys, but I’m here for the high tolerance of Slavic blood! Even if the stereotype may be harmful, damn it, I want Tomas to be acknowledged as of Slavic origin and in my head he is another Lin Kuei with annoyingly high tolerance for alcohol, especially compared to other members. May be a bit reckless while drunk and be hangover-ish if he overdone the drinking but a few drinks won’t defeat it!
Cyrax in my head is always relatively normal compared to everyone else. Most likely better than average human being with alcohol tolerance but not even close to beast like cryimancers XD
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stormratyaps ¡ 5 months ago
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tw: ableism (as a general topic, not a specific event), brief mention of examples of ptsd symptoms
one thing im passionate about is how most education systems are ableist. one way I experience this ableism myself for example is by the teachers not including trigger warnings in their course before they assign or show material in class. Am NOT saying do not teach about these topics. Am saying if you show triggering material to students who suffer from (C)PTSD, they will experience symptoms including dissociation, depression and suicide ideation, decline or inability to focus or concentrate, memory loss (they may forget every thing else that was thought in the lecture also) and all these things are not only dangerous to the individual and disruptive to their live, but also makes them unable to study or work on the assignments. this is why it's ableist, bcs it means pushes ppl out of education and denies them same ability to learn as others.
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chiptrillino ¡ 1 year ago
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Hi where is your blue spirit art from? You posted close ups for 2023 recap but I can't find full art
uh so... i never posted these? sorry but they are headshots anyway so there is not much more to see i had shared two drawings about him like link 1 and link 2
but this year was kind of weird brain vise for me. a lot of artwork stayed in my folders or is still in process.
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espytalks ¡ 1 year ago
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I love waking up, opening my windows, and seeing butterflies at my flowers. Its so fricken rewarding! I love butterflies!
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sulumuns-dootah ¡ 4 months ago
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Hello there! I’m new to your blog and am not sure if your requests are open, but if they are, could you please write the WHB Kings finding MC singing some goofy song they made, sort of in the realm of an inappropriate Al Yankovic one? I have been doing this in Tomodachi Life and have become obsessed 😭😭 TYSM!!! 💖💖
A/N: Hi! Hope you're enjoying my stuff as well as this one. My requests are open all the time ^^
WHB kings overhearing you sing an inappropriate goofy song
⟡ Masterlist ⟡ 
Characters: Satan, Mammon, Leviathan, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Lucifer, Asmodeus (for added ✨pizzazz✨)
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Has to do a double take
He's always thought that you're much more innocent, but the moment something inappropriate leaves your mouth, he's bursting out laughing
You better write those lyrics down if you haven't yet
I would be carefull though, if he overhears anything eluding to having some spicy time, he's immediatelly by your side and taking you up on that non-existing offer
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For some reason gets flustered?
On one hand it could be that he simply may have intruded on your privacy by catching you singing in private
On the other, it might be because of the song you're singing
If you notice him, he'll probabbly start grinning
There's still some child inside him that makes him chuckle when someone uses inappropriate words
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He's disappointed
You couldn't sink lower in his eyes
Levi gets apalled, that you'd be so immature to amuse yourself with some improper lyrics
He really thought you're better than that
When you notice him standing behind you, he's just there, with his arms crossed and shaking his head
You don't even get hanged
That's how much he's done with you in the moment
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Looks like you've gotten yourself a fan!
Beel loves anything inappropriate
Dirty covers of some songs? He'll make it a contest as to who can make the more dirty one
Your singing will also make him stick around a lot more
Even to the point, where Bael has a surveillance on you all the time to see if the king is with you instead of doing his duties
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Kinda mad at first, because you woke him up
But after listening for a bit, he'll just roll over and smirk
Maybe once he's more rested, you could sing for him
When he can't fall back asleep, you'll turn around to see him groggily leaning against the doorframe and clutching his blanket
"Well go on... Or did cat get your tongue?"
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First and foremost really enjoys your voice
When he finally realises what you're singing, he finds it amusing how you're not ashamed to say certain things
Part of him wants to give you the disappointed parent treatment like Levi
But then again, there are way worse things you could be doing and hey, if it makes you happy, then why not
As long as Gamigin doesn't pick up this habit too, he's okay with it
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Asmodeus
Anything remotely dirty perks up his ears
"Huhu? What a dirty human I have here"
Yeah, same with Satan - if you sing about sex, it means to him you want it, sorry, I don't make the rules
Asmo loves finding out new things about humans though
Do you have any other fun secrets you could share?
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bear-remn ¡ 6 months ago
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— kanato headcanon's
hii, omg i laugh a little while reading this, bc its so true! kanato can be put in a stereotype and cant get him out if that but ill do my best so i hope i dont desappoint!! and ty so much for enjoying my blog, it means a lot to me that you guys like what i write and specially my art!
so here i bring kanato, and with a little warning as well as i did with laito, kanato is also a very complex and deep character, he isnt childish all the time and definetly not a kid, he is a hole ass man with the usual mommy and daddy issues (cortesy of diabolik lovers to every character)
tw: this post has nsfw content (+18) , so if you dont like it dont read it!!
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kanato was so friking difficult to draw, i dont love it but in another moment ill draw him again until i like the result.
his looks and selfcare
so, kanato, i have some thoughts, to begin with lets talk about his appearence, i like to think that kanato has the kind of ethereal beauty, maybe bc he is the one who looks the most like his mother, so the beauty is serving. kanato has round eyes and long lashes, and his dark circles juts makes his gaze pop out.
oh, and kanato gaze? i think he may be the most scary one, ofc not all the time, kanato round eyes makes him have a cute and friendly gaze and as well one that sink into you the moment he see's you with dark eyes and a terrifiying aura.
i like to think that kanato has the most pretty eyes of the sakamaki brothers, and even if his brothers may say he is kind of femenine, kanato doesnt care, he may be more of a femenine beauty but still is so godamn handsome.
i like to think that kanato does not really take care of his skin. its like shu, he has a pretty and soft skin just by washing his face with water, dont have acne even he always eat sweets, but he do use a good soap like laito, a bar soap and only for his face, and really hates when his brothers use it for their hands, kanato throws it away if that happen's.
i think kanato has a sensitive skin so he has to be carefull with what he cleans himself, one time in his teen years, kanato used ayato soap by mistake and he got urticaria, but the soap was'nt used before so kanato knew it was'nt for the dirty soap, it was just a cheap soap. since then kanato only use natural soaps, he likes lavanda ones, vanilla or coconut, he likes sweets escents. also uses natural shampoo.
kanato prefers long baths bc he enjoys the hot water, and really really hates cold showers.
kanato likes to style his hair, he doesnt have fluffly hair, so he has to style it to have more volume.
i think kanato do not use sunscreen, he thinks its dumb since he is a vampire and tecnically dont age like a human so he isnt worried for that.
and since kanato has sensitive skin, i belive he also has some sensorial issues, like he can't stand someting itchy or to rough to the touch. kanato will literally burn it, he has to feel soft clothes, like cotton or silk, and yes, he loves silk, actually, kanato has slik sheets and pillows.
i think kanato has a normal sense of fashion, like i dont get why people sometimes put kanato in lolita or cute core or whatever, kanato really loves comfy clothes and more like "grandpa" clothes, like chunky sweaters, he likes to use belts and classic shoes, dont like sneakers.
and for his body, i think he does have wide shoulders, but he is skinny bc he dont excersize, it happens the same with the sunscreen, kanato think is dumb to excersize bc he has super strenght so he does'nt really need muscles to prove how powerful he is. kanato has big and slim hands, good cared nails. i also think kanato dont have a small waist, he has a more thick waist and prominent v line, but not so much like his brothers. i like to think that kanato has a mole on his side stomach.
and he also can grow a beard but dont like it, he think he looks terrible and freak out a little every time he sees a little hair on his chin.
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so, i have a lot of thoughts in kanato.
to begin with, i think kanato has a lot of sensorial issues, like he cant stand being with a big group of people for too long, the noise of people talking or just hearing them breath it makes kanato stress out a lot. this also happens with food, if the food has a weird texture he has the instict of throw up. and lastly i think this also happens with the touch, like if he touch sticky things, clumpy or bumpy, something of a strange consistency, kanato will go crazy.
and i also think (maybe canon?? im not sure) kanato is not a cry baby, its just his way of manipulate things at his favor when he needs it. i think he only has really cried for anger in his life, not really bc he is sad.
i think kanato likes to collect figures, not teddy bears of plushies, he likes specially horror figures, like lucky boxes or just iconic horror figures. and speaking of horror, kanato is a big fan! he has maga, movies and books of horror stories, he thinks humans maybe do has good ideas but sometimes he thinks its too absurd, like zombies? where did that come from?
i think kanato likes to walk, just, go around and take long walks, it help him clear his mind and dont think too much of his mother. and its no secret kanato has a hard time in rainy day so i think he listen to music with earphones bc he feels down if he hears the rain.
i also think kanato has a special way of expressiong himself with other people, like, he takes everything literal so he says things very literal, and has a short temper, cant stand stupid or slow people (me neither kanato, i got you) it gets on his nervers.
i like to think that kanato gets the ick with a lot of things, like if he sees someone drop their food and pick it up again and eat it, kanato cant belive it, or when someone says a joke that its not funny, he gets the ick, also when someone has bad taste in music, kanato cant stand bad music.
and speaking about music, kanato is a big fan of the classics singers, but also some divas, he just likes how their voice can go so high. but he dont really like singning, he despite its but love it at the same time. vampire things.
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so... kanato is one fo a kind. maybe the most kinky out of his brothers.
so to begin with, kanatos dick, a solid 16 cm, very avegare, mostly for his complexion. is a pretty dick, with a pink tip and not pubic hair, kanato has two veins coming from the croch to his tip. and its slightly pointing up with a little curve.
(and btw, so its not too crazy, the lengts i put are when they are hard, like hard and wild. i belive all the brothers are team blood, except for subaru but thats another story)
i think kanato its a switch, but he prefer to be dominant rathen than being dominated. oh and he has a really high sex drive, but not like, with everyone, when he is into you and really loves spending time with you he get the urge to be under your skin everytime he can, but likes to make you know it too, he wants you to want it.
i think kanato can be very unpredictable, mostly bc his mood swings a lot, but if you are patience and please as he wants you to, he may become interested in you, constantly looking out for you and wanting to spend time with you, thats his love lenguage, quality time!
at first i think kanato will ask you to do things for him, and in some point he will start doing things for you, like if kanato sees you cooking he may join to help, at the begining you are in shock for his actions, so caring and nice all of the sudden, but then you will get use to it, and if you two are close enough. kanato will tease you in a cute way.
"am i suppose to be impressed by your cooking? maybe if you cook topless il be more thrilled hehe"
you see, kanato is not really a dirty talker, he has a more sooting tone and his way of speak when he wants to get you in the mood its more loving and like a smooth seductive. oh and he will call you by nicknames before having sex, but during it kanato loves to say your name or call you a good girl.
i think kanato also loves spending time with you, like a little cute married couple.
and if you two are doing any other activity he suddenly will kiss you, just bc he finds you so cute and precious, he cant get his eyes off your lips, he loves kissing you. kanato is a tender kisser, likes to feel to softness of you lips and how your tongue respond to his, and if you two kiss for a while he can get worked up "you like kisses? i'll kiss every part of you, so be a good girl, okay?" and then will start kissing your neck, likes to kiss right where the big vein in your neck pump, he can feel the blood flows through his lips and that is a turn on for him.
"you like when i kiss you here dont you?... i feel how your body tremble when i do it... you're so cute like this..."
kanato takes his time with you, likes to build up the mood and stuff. when he get enough of you neck, he'll mess with your earlobe and your chest. kanato dont love to be rough in bed so the foreplay is really calm and slow. will put his knee bewteen your legs as he suck on your tits, likes to play with your boobs, suking your nipples makes him so hard while hearing you moan softly while gripping his hair, and he loves when you hold onto his hair.
kanato is'nt a rusher but when you had enough of teasing he will take your clothes, and i mean it, kanato will tear them from your body.
"i don't care about your clothes, i'll buy you nices dresses so i can rip every one off your body"
and maybe unexpected, but kanato do likes 69, likes to eat you out so much, he think that your juices are as good as your blood, and he definetly makes you eat pinapple with him for this moment. he likes to tease your clit and sometimes will stick a finger inside you as he keeps on sucking you. and a little detail i like, i that when you suck him off, kanato doesnt realize his hips moves unvoluntary, so sometimes you may gag, and after you cum or he does, your eyes will be really watery from how many times he thrust into your troat.
oh, and he also likes to play with candles while fucking you, like when he is inside but not moving waiting for you to feel confortable, kanato will take a candle and with his powers he get the fire to melt a little so little but hot drops of candle fall into your stomach and chest.
kanato is a classic, loves missionary, mostly bc he loves to watch your face while fucking you, kanato is a slow and deep kind of guy, like he makes sure you feel him real good so he tends to take it all out to put it back again. and really loves seeing how it goes in, he thinks its very romantic to see how your bodies make one.
"you should see this... you take me so well... so good for me... you're such a good girl for me..."
and when the pace become steady he will be hipnotized by your tits bouncing, he loves your boobs. probably will stick a finger inside your mouth as he keep going.
but i also think kanato can be a player, a really kinky one.
for started, kanato likes the dinamic where he is the one in charge and you are his slave, his pleasure slave, and when he is in that kind of mood, kanato will tie you up, use his powers to make you stay still and play with you, loves to edge you, cut your pleasure gives him pleasure, hearing your cries for not cuming and desperate moans makes him really hard.
like if your are getting fingered he will take his fingers before you cum and if you attempt to touch yourself he will use his powers to make you stay still "oh... dont be a bad girl, you'll come when i say so... either way i am the one controling your body... hehe" and then he will finger you hard to make you cum, kanato loves to hear how wet your pussy get that he will ride you trough you climax by oral.
and he has make you squirt but he doesnt know how, the firts time you squirt was on a busy night, you had come a lot by that point and he just keep going even after you just cum, no breaks, so kanato was amused when he sees how you wet the bed and his legs got, he thought it was so hot that he got mad bc he didnt get to drink it all.
and if kanato feels to horny, probably for the full moon, he will get savage. starting soft and nice but at some point of the night kanato will be basically destroying your pussy, like fucking you so pussy drunk he cant stop even if you had cum before. loves to heard the wet sound every thrust makes.
"fuck... you might eat me tonight... hehe... how can you feel so good huh?... keep cuming... i have more for you" and with his sloppy thrust, cocky grind and needy eyes. dear lord.
when kanato is about to cum he will start to fuck you a little harder, and will bite you at the moment too sometimes. kanato will thrust deep as he feel it coming.
"be a good girl and take it... yes... such a good girl for me.."
the aftercare its two ways, or you and him cuddle for a while and then sleep after cleaning himself and you with wet wipes, or you two go for a snack before goign to sleeep. you know, to keep the sugar high.
and when you two are well rested he may began kissing your neck again while playing with you nipples "you deserve a reward for making me feel so good... i think you are able to take another one... right?"
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strawberrymochin ¡ 9 months ago
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Springtime Fushiguros♪
Context-: exploring the memories of childhood of fushiguros, marking the spring time of you and satoru gojo.
Basically im traumatized by all the stuff going on in jjk universe, so imma create my own happiness.
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The pink cherry petals covered the grounds, sweet smell lingering in the air, distant laughs of some family echoed from the field you were wandering in, thinking about the reason, he might have called you here.
Satoru gojo, the strongest jujutsu sorcerer to be alive suddenly called you last night, after having months of no conversation. He said he needed a favour from you, what on the earth could it be?
It couldn't be related to any sorcery since you weren't in this field, atleast now you weren't. Moreover, he has the potential to wipe out an entire country with his limitless. He is the first member in his clan to inherit six eyes, his birth distorted the balance of the world. What favour would he need from someone like you?
Or maybe it's the higher ups!
Your eyes widened, chest tightened, almost struggling to take a proper breath at this thought. There's no way this would happen. You had been carefull. Carefull not to let it out.
'Sup!' your thoughts were cut short by the voice of the white haired guy, as you turned to face him. He was in his regular student uniform. Eyes as deep as the mysterious blue sea peeked from the sunglasses. He had a playful face as always, though you sensed something off in it and you knew what it was. Others might not notice but you do. You always have.
'I might not be much of help yk right?' you smiled a bit at him nervous at what demand he might make.
'Ahh, it's not something like that. I'm not forcing you, but—' his voice trails, maybe finding right words, 'I would like you to take care of someone.' He hesitated a bit, rubbing his hand on his neck, his eyes directed to a bench on the field.
Your heart skipped a beat.
Two kids. A glum faced boy, probably 5 or 6 years old, and a cute girl who seemed a bit older than the boy. They are probably siblings.
You should have known he was never yours.
'Zeni'ns.' he said fixing his sunglasses. The girl smiled a bit at you which you gladly reciprocated, while the guy refused to glance you a look. 'Umm, what did you say?' you asked again, not paying much attention before, busy observing the kids. (Not to mention your heart which was breaking in pieces)
'They are zeni'ns.'
'Zeni'ns?? They are not your kids?'
Gojo be like-: ಠಿ⁠ノ⁠ಠ
'I'm 18. How could you expect me to have my own kids?' he said being sceptical.
A brief wave of relief washed your nerves. 'Oh' you couldn't help but let out a chuckle at your overthinking.
'They are Fushiguros—' gojo started to explain when, 'you just said that they were zeni'ns.'
'Would you lemme finish? They are basically toji's kids. He took in his late wife's last name.' a shudder ran through your spine at the mention of his name. How can he be so calm while talking about it?
He continued, 'Before his death, he mentioned about his kid, Megumi. Megumi fushiguro. The kid is about to be sold to the zenin clan.'
'But he's just a kid!'
'yeah, I don't think none of us would want that. So, i would take care of that and the financial support of both Megumi and his step sister Tsumiki fushiguro. But the problem is I won't be there all the time to look at them, as I'm continuously assigned with new missions.'
'So, you want me to supervise? I can do that, but I can't be much to prote—' he cuts off your words.
'Nah! Don't worry about that. I will protect the three of you. I want us to raise them together. While we date.'
You could believe your ears, when he said the last part. You had always liked satoru gojo, and once even drunk confessed him, embarrassing yourself to death. He never answered that though. Everything after that took a form of such stormy blunder. Satoru had to go through all those horrible situations, losing someone very close to him. A memory you hate and desperately want to trade. Everything fell apart and you all drifted away. And when you decided to leave, for everyone's safety including yours, satoru wasn't there.
'kk. I will help you raise them.' you gladly accepted, shooting a kind look at the kids. This was a dream come true to you. A family. You desired it desperately, wanting to have a family, ever since you lost yours.
'Thanks. Move in with me then.'
'Sure.' you smiled to yourself.
And that was the first time you saw Megumi and Tsumiki fushiguro, taking them in, staring your new life with Satoru gojo.
A new trail of memories are yet to be traced in the springtime of your life.
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writingdisposal ¡ 1 year ago
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Vying (Alastor x Gn!Reader x Vox)
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cw: mentions of violence, drugs and vulgar language (minor stuff, nothing extreme)
wc: 3,750
Part 2
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Hell's latest arrival is fascinating indeed. They have already accumulated a vast amount of souls in an alarmingly short period of time. It has even the Vees in a mild panic as they discuss the matter in the conference room of Vox Tech Interprise.
"How come no one has even seen 'em?" Vox groaned, leaning back in his chair. Valentino was playing around with a few pills. "I don't know, but some of my whores have gone missing," he crushes a pill in frustration as he spat out, "I don't enjoy some new-comer threatening my business." However Velvet seemed the least bothered by it. She scrolled on her phone, whilst the guys kept discussing how to move forward. According to the web forums, imps and sinners alike have been attacked. "And none of your fancy cameras caught them?" Valentino asked, a snicker escaping his lips, "Looks like they weren't worth all that money..." Vox shot him a glare. White noise quietly filled the room before dying down again.
Sighing Vox replied, "That's why I'm so fucking confused! No matter who, I was able to track 'em..." "Heh, sounds like the whole Radio Demon thing all over again," Velvet remarked, still scrolling away on her phone. Vox clenched his fists. Valentino noticed and whistled lowly, "Carefule sweetheart, you're breaking the TV again." "Why are you even here if you're not bothered by the situation?" Vox snarled. Giggling Velvet answered, "Why shouldn't I watch you two losers panic over some nobody?" "This 'nobody' has killed several sinners and is on track to become a new Overlord if this continues," Vox retorted, standing up to leave the conference room, "it's going to be bad for business." Valentino continued fiddling with the drugs, whilst Velvet just hummed, "Don't get too upset though, darling!" Vox grumbled, leaving as swiftly as possible.
Either this new arrival will pose a threat to the business or become a new ally of the Vees, there is no other way to look at it, at least for Vox. Now that the damn Radio Demon is also back in town, this new-comer could also attract his attention. Sighing deeply, Vox can only hope Alastor won't humour their existence and just ignore it instead of making them sell their soul away. The infamous Radio Demon getting even stronger. Vox couldn't imagine how fucking annoying that would be. He was also expecting the hotel to take priority over the new-comer, at least for a little while.
Typing away on his broad computer, Vox quickly skimed through his camera systems in case they caught something. They caught no attack, however an unfamiliar figure appeared on screen. It was a far leap, that this was the power hungry new-comer, but it was at least something to go off on he supposed. Keeping a close eye on them, Vox continued stalking their moving. They are of a fairly small frame for sinners. Not necessarily petite, but small enough for it to be noteworthy. Their appearance resembles that of a beaver, Vox noted. They picked something up from the ground. A phone perhaps? To be honest, he thought he was wasting time. They were just aimlessly walking around and now seem to be entering an alleyway? Curiosity got the better of him and Vox switched into the right camera.
The scene before him shocked his very core. The one possibility he hoped to not unfold was staring right back at him. Alastor stood before them. His grin was as bright as ever. Both of them were conversing, but the camera was far high up, picking up only little audio. Vox was fuming, slamming his fists on the table. Should he go and interrupt them or just watch them? Alastor didn't notice the camera yet, seeing as how the screen was still clear. In the end, he opted to keep watching them.
In the meantime, Alastor was quite amused by the little copycat in front of him. "My, my! It seems my legacy is still intact on earth," Alastor declared proudly. The other sinner could only cross their arms. "Your 'legacy' is only known because you got caught," they snarled, pointing a thumb to their chest, "I never got caught! Only that wretched heart of mine failed me!" Alastor gripped his staff tighter as his grin started straining. "Carefule now, sweetheart. My death is a touchy subject," he warned, the static noise slightly increasing. They only rolled their eyes, Alastor however heaved a breath to calm down. "Nevertheless, you are just like me! Using the same style and method as I used to," he remarked. Clenching their fists, ready to fight, the other sinner barked, "I'm (Y/n)! I'm more than you! What the fuck is your problem? What do you want from me?" The Overlord twirled his staff as he adjusted his coat and said cheerfully, "Well you see, my dear! I've come with an offer." (Y/n) raised an eyebrow, but ultimately relaxed.
"I've noticed your rapid killing spree, yet again reminding me of the simpler times when I first arrived in hell," Alastor chuckled, a wide smirk etching on his face, "I thought to myself, a talented soul such as yourself would need a good ally to guide them through the furious flames of Hell, so I wanted to offer my services!" "No thanks," (Y/n) curtly answered, "I don't want to keep hearing your yapping." Alastor shrugged, "What a shame, I would have preferred to use no violence." Before the new-comer could react, Alastor pinned them up against the wall with his shadow arms. (Y/n) struggled against the demon's might, while Alastor stepped forward slowly. "I think you misunderstood, dear," he explained, static noise following his voice, "I need your allyship and I believe it to be quite beneficial for you too." "Why? 'Cause you won't kill me? I don't care!" (Y/n) shot back. Alastor snickered, but before his lips let another word leave, white noise fills the air.
Vox slides through the air and finally lands behind Alastor. He adjusted his suit before speaking, "Radio Demon." (Y/n) saw Alastor's grin exceedingly strain. He turned his head before fully facing the other Overlord. "Can't you see we are busy here?" Alastor asked irritated. "What the fuck are doing with the new-comer?" Vox replied. Clicking his tongue, Alastor retorted, "That is none of your business. Now shoo, we still have matters to discuss." "You're not discussing shit without me!" Vox barked, "I want them for myself and for the company." "Oh, piss off!" Alastor hissed, his static noise increasing significantly, "Your little group was too late and now I got to them first." "My Vees are more capable of taking such a soul than your old ass!" "Why you little-" Alastor stopped as he realised (Y/n) left his grip.
"How?" Vox exclaimed. He looked around the alleyway before they both hear a voice from above. "You guys suck!" They yelled from the rooftop, "It's gonna be on my terms if I wanna see you again, so leave me alone!" Swiftly they left, leaving the two Overlords simmering in anger. Vox sighed in defeat, "I guess, I'm taking my leave- Huh?!" The camera which got him here in the first place was now destroyed and hanging by merely a single cable. He looked to his side, seeing Alastor's leaving figure wave dismissivly without another glance. If Vox's internalt cooling system wasn't that effective, he would have steam escaping his frame right now.
After leaving the alleyway, Alastor made his way back to the hotel. How troublesome for Vox to show up. Alastor would have preferred this interest of his to not get noticed by Vox and subsequently by the other Vees. A contract with (Y/n) would certainly have been most ideal, but Alastor was ready to accept just about anything as long as they followed his lead. He viewed them like a little puppy and a very cute one at that. They keep on barking, but sound far too adorable to be threatening. "Maybe," Alastor thought, "we can even expand our relationship to something more proper." It was an indearing image to have them be sweet to him, especially since they have such a feisty personality. He would even graciously offer to be sweet as well. Ah, to get to that point will be difficult, but so thrilling as well!
His thoughts wandered back to the hotel. Charlie went on and on about how wonderful it would be for this 'oh-so' tortured soul to find themself healing in the hotel, so that also could have helped with his relations to her too. Alastor gripped his staff tighter. But of course that won't happen because of that noisy little picture box. The next time he sees that good for nothing demon, he is going to make him remember what it means to get on the Radio Demon's bad side.
Nevertheless Alastor kept his pace brisk and his destination in mind. "After that disaster, whatever chaos is happening in the hotel will probably lighten up the mood," he mused, grinning with far more genuine care. For what it's worth, the hotel has so far always been mildly entertaining at least. "Oh shit," a voice said as soon as Alastor entered. Before him stood (Y/n) who apparently just secured a place in the hotel, assuming by Charlie's big smile. Laughing hysterically, the Overlord couldn't help saying, "I thought you wanted to be left alone? Change of heart, my dear?" (Y/n)'s expression soured at the mocking display, while Charlie looked confused. "Wait do you guys know each other?" she asked, gazing between the both of you. "Yeah, we met. That fucker pinned me up against a wall," (Y/n) explained, frowning at Alastor who had stoped laughing, but still had a shit eating grin on his face.
"Oooh, kinky~," Angeldust remarked. Alastor briefly glanced at him before resuming to look at (Y/n). "So you're also staying at this wonderful establishment?" He asked, loving the way their eyes widened at the revelation. "Not anymore," they answered curtly, making their way out of the door. "Wait! Hold on!" Charlie intervened, placing a hand on their shoulder, "I'm sure we can look past this!" "No, not as long as that guy apologises for stalking me and pining me up against that wall!" (Y/n) stated, crossing their arms. Charlie looked at Alastor. Alastor looked at Charlie. He frowned. "You can't possibly be serious?" "Come on! It is the only way to fix the damage," Charlie expressed, placing her hands on her chest, "I know it's difficult to admit when we were wrong, but it is never too late to start doing the right thing." Alastor rolled his eyes. "Very well, as you wish," he cleared his throat, fixing his gaze upon (Y/n), "I apologise for my rude and improper behaviour. It won't happen again."
(Y/n) relaxes a little. Although she didn't really believe his apology, Charlie being able to keep him in check was good enough for now. "However!" Alastor continued, "I want you to keep in mind, my behaviour was purely made out of good intentions." "That's a lie if I ever heard one...," Husk chimed in dismissivly. Alastor shot him a small glare which made Husk turn away. Charlie was beaming, "See? We can all become good friends!" "I'd be fine with settling for acquaintances," (Y/n) stated, smiling for the first time since arriving in hell. "Just fine by me, darling," Alastor commented, "How about I give you a tour of the hotel? I know my way around here quite well." (Y/n) wanted to decline, however upon seeing Charlie's pleading eyes, they accepted.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Alastor clasped his hands together, "Let's start immediately, shall we?" He extended his arm for (Y/n) to interlink it and hesitantly they did. As they are making their way through the hall, (Y/n) hears Angeldust lowly whistle, "Damn, wouldn't have thought creepy eyes to have the hots for someone..." Groaning quietly, (Y/n) tried ignoring that statement. As soon as Charlie was out of sight, (Y/n) stopped holding onto Alastor's arm. He allowed it, continuing to talk about the hotel. They stopped at one particular room. Alastor taped on the door. "This shall be your room! Allow me," he said, opening the door and letting them in first.
The room was definitely spacious. A cushy queen-sized bed accompanied by a cute nightstand. "Sweet!" (Y/n) exclaimed, jumping face first into the bed. Groaning they commented in muffles, "So much comfier than my old bed..." Rolling onto their back, they sat up and looked more around. In the corner there was a closet as well as a nice couch coupled with matching table. A TV stood in front of the bed. However Alastor noticed the TV too and by the snap of his fingers replaced it with an old fashioned radio. It looked as stylish as the man himself, but (Y/n) would have definitely preferred the TV. "Hey! Why did you replace the TV?" "Well, I believe it to be way more entertaining than that picture box!" Alastor explained, adding, "You also know you will never have someone listen in on your conversations." Slumping back onto the bed, (Y/n) groaned obnoxiously loud. Instead of finding it annoying, Alastor merely laughed at the childish display.
"You can be quite cute when you're less feisty," he commented mindlessly. (Y/n) sat up straight. They looked at him. How can he make such a comment after attacking them? "Is this all a game to you or something?" They asked, genuinely confused at the disconnect this Overlord had to their situation. Alastor cleared his throat, adverting his gaze. "I do not view it like that necessarily, but I suppose the analogy might still work," the Demon began, stepping closer and closer to the bed, "The feistier you get, the more interested I become, so I win. You act more docile and you will still have to deal with me, so you continue losing." "But if I become 'docile' as you put it, you will lose interest, won't you?" (Y/n) asked, backing away slightly as Alastor's grin seemed to reach his eyes again.
"If that's what you believe, sure," he chuckled, "I might lose interest." Scowling deeply, (Y/n) hoped for their looks to kill. Sadly Alastor still stood before them and continued, "You know, I only mean well." "Yeah right," they retorted sarcastically, rolling their eyes. "No, no," he replied, taking a seat on the bed, "I'm quite serious, dear." (Y/n) raised an eyebrow, saying, "So that's why you attacked me? You make no sense!" "Alright, allow me to explain my thoughts," Alastor began, placing his staff to the side, "There are many dangers as well as quirks in hell a new-comer such as yourself wouldn't know." He gazed in (Y/n)'s eyes. Their shine reminded him of the stars his mother and he would wish upon. Alastor continued, smiling softly, "I mean, you thought I could kill you for example." (Y/n)'s eyes widened. "You can't?" They asked shocked.
Alastor shook his head, "No, not exactly. I do have ways to eliminate folks, but not to kill them for good. That specialty is reserved for angels only." Giving him a questioning look, (Y/n) silently asked for him to elaborate. Alastor did, explaining how the extermination takes place every year. Well, now it happens every 6 months. "Wow, yeah no," (Y/n) murmered, scratching their head, "I wouldn't have known that..." They scowled, "But wait, that doesn't explain you trying to force me into some allyship?" Chuckling Alastor explained, "That was far too forward, I'll admit. I just couldn't help, but find having my little fan in a contract with me to be most adorable." "I'm still not your fan, or copycat for that matter," (Y/n) pointed out, smiling at his ridiculous behaviour.
Alastor shrugged, "I suppose we will never come to an agreement on that." The Demon stood up before remembering something. "Oh! On that note, you might want to visit the cannibal district," Alastor suggested, loving the way their eyes lit up, "I'll gladly accompany you anytime you wish." (Y/n) nodded, joking that he should pay for their visit as an actual apology. Surprisingly Alastor agreed, calling it a 'rendezvous'. "Sure, as long as you pay, I don't care what you call it," (Y/n) remarked, finally relaxing on their bed. "Then that's settled!" Alastor declared, making his way out of the door after adding, "If you need me, I'll be in my room right across the hall." That made (Y/n) look at his retreating figure with wide eyes. This motherfucker planned this right from the get-go. What clever little asshole...
Ah, whatever! The guy is kind of okay now in (Y/n)'s eyes. I mean, he did give them solid information about this place, so that's good. Pulling out the phone, they stole, the sinner fiddled with the password before opening it. The background wallpaper was some red guy with a wolf? Werewolf? "I guess, I can ask Alastor about the creatures here...," They thought, mindlessly scrolling through the phone and occasionally changing bits and pieces. Their thoughts circled back to what Alastor said with how someone can listen into their conversations. Was he referring to that TV guy? And does this apply to anything electronic like a phone? I mean, a radio is also powered by electricity, but Alastor is fine with those, so maybe it's only TVs.
Chuckling to themself, (Y/n) muttered under their breath, "That TV guy was so lame... Showed up to just bitch..." White noise fills the room after the words leave their lips. Through their phone Vox entered the room. "Hey! That was uncalled for!" He yelled, pointing at (Y/n) who sat up on the bed with a grin. "I figured you were a loser, but you definitly topped expectations," they giggled, finding his flushed face hilarious. Vox was about to retort, but instead he cleared his throat. He lowly chuckled, "I think we met on the wrong foot, let's start fresh." Stepping closer, Vox took the opportunity to take (Y/n)'s hand and give it a quick peck. "The name is Vox," he looked up at them through hooded eyes, "I'm the CEO of VoxTech." (Y/n) retrieved their hand, wiping it on the bedsheets and murmuring a quiet 'ew'.
Vox frowned, but quickly bounced back with a smirk. "I told you, you suck," they reminded him, growling, "And if I wanna get to know you, it would have to be on my terms. Now leave before I show you what I'm capable of." "Oh, I know what you're capable of," Vox smiled devilishly, "my cameras caught a good handful of your attacks. It was truly fascinating to watch you eat those souls up." (Y/n) quirked an eyebrow, "You done?" Vox continued, "So I want you to join my team, the Vees. You will experience great benefits from it, I can assure you." "I don't wanna join some team. Alastor is already enough to deal with for now," (Y/n) explained, turning their back to Vox, so they could continue playing around with the phone.
"Hey!" Vox's voice was a little distorted. He turned (Y/n) to their back, effectively pinning their shoulders. "That old-timey freak is a waste of time. If you go with me, I can open any door you want! Everything will lay beneath our feet! All you have to do is join me," Vox explained, sparks of electricity flying through the air as he tightened his grip. (Y/n) blushed a little due to the closeness, adverting their gaze. Expecting some sort of rebuttal, Vox didn't understand their reaction. As he allowed himself to actually think for a moment longer, he realised the position, he put them in. "Oh wait, shit," Vox immediately backed away, stuttering, "I-I didn't mean to- Fuck, I blew it..." "I make that decision, mind you," (Y/n) reminded him, making Vox's eyes wide. "So you're considering my proposal?" He asked, his voice laced with pure anticipation.
(Y/n) couldn't help, but find the behaviour mildly amusing. If Vox had a tail, it would be walking back and forth right now. "I guess, I'll think about," they replied, noting the huge grin on Vox's face, "But I don't you to be around me and listening into my conversations. Especially those with Alastor's." Pouting Vox groaned in annoyance. "If you don't follow that, I will not only refrain from joining the... your team, I will also make sure to eat your soul up and leave no crumbs," (Y/n) threatened, making Vox chuckle. "Sure, whatever. As long as you consider me, I can follow that small request," Vox said, stretching his arms, "Well! I'm gonna take my leave now." Smiling softly Vox looked into (Y/n)'s eyes, "It was a pleasure speaking to you, sweetheart." And with a snap of his fingers he left as he came, finally leaving (Y/n) alone.
Heaving a big sigh, the sinner relaxed once again. What a weird guy... "He is just like a puppy...," they thought, smiling gently. Hell really is chaotic, as expected, but this certainly tops expectations. (Y/n) can't wait for what Hell has in store for them.
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shippyo ¡ 15 days ago
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Hey chat,guess who they tried to scam 😎
To all my artist friends who are starting doing comissions,be absolutly carefull with these people,this person asked me all nicely to basically comm me to make art of their cat ,when the p/yment got in process this all happened and basically they basically tried to scam me
Never and ever give money back in those cases cuz all the stuff of the email is 100% false if it isn't obvious enough
Im asking to ya all chat to mass report this mf and be carefull yourself,specially my younger followers who are starting to take comissions themselves🙏😔
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dw about me i also reported it to paypal and its all ok
i just feel mad this comission wasn't real mainly cause of the cute idea and i did the sketch already
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Fly high Jex 😔
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crystalizedcryolite ¡ 3 months ago
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Guys carefull behind you !
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Please disregard any and all inaccuracies or forgotten stuff lol
Anyways... THIS IS WHAT I WAS WORKING ON ALL THIS TIME! ALL THAT WORK FOR ONLY THREE SECONDS WH-
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rayshippouuchiha ¡ 10 months ago
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I was rereading berry vs bacteria and I know people joke about Kisuke being a mess but I just can’t see it.
Onmitsukidō is a stealth based organization so I feel like they’re be carefull with things like strong scents that could give away their location or leaving behind evidence. And he was a part of them long enough for those habits to be ingrained in him
He started the SRDI and is a scientist so he’s probably well aware that if he or his lab space is contaminated it could ruin the results of his experiments. Even if he wasn’t aware in soul society he’s spent the last century in the living world we’re we’ve made leaps and bounds in the study of Virology and Bacteriology. ( personal headcannon that he subscribes to science digests and goes thru PHD programs every couple of decades to make sure his knowledge isn’t out of date )
I know I’m taking it way too seriously but the whole this hyper competent genius who canonically made the Deathdealing Vaccine and Anti-Hollowfication Vaccine has no idea idea what personal hygiene is really bugs me for some reason.
Sorry for rambling
oh no I can honestly completely agree that realistically Kisuke would be up on his hygiene and would be more than aware of proper lab conditions and the dangers of cross contamination and the like. It's a crack type au so a bunch of stuff just got swept aside and/or scrambled up for the lols of it all.
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illfoandillfie ¡ 1 month ago
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Imperfect
Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader
Summary: Ben comes home after being away for a while but the celebration you anticipated doesn't go quite how you thought it would.
Words: 4,191
Warnings: smut, references to periods, oral sex (m and f receiving), gagging (not in a sexy way), P in V sex, sex toys, things don't go according to plan.
A/N: I think this one was inspired by a porn blog i followed (since deleted i think??) who wrote a post about seeing her long distance bf and everything going wrong and i just couldn't shake the idea.
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“You can’t say stuff like that when I’m so close to my period,” you whined, thankful you were alone in your flat so no one would see your blush, “You know how horny I get.”  “Well if you get off tonight you really should tell me about it. In detail.” Ben replied and you could only imagine his cheeks were flushed too, especially after the filth he’d just come out with. “Actually, I’ve got a minute now if you wanna...phone sex is hot.”  You laughed, “You might have time but, unfortunately, I do not. Rach’ll be here in a min.”  “Not even for one little wank? I promise I’ll be fast. Been so long since I’ve had you that just the word cunt is giving me a stiffy.”  “I’ll make it up to you tomorrow when you get home. Promise.”  “How?” There was the sound of shuffling fabric under the word.  “Stop trying to start phone sex, I’m about to go out!”  “Who said I was starting anything. I gave you a list of things I’ve been thinking about doing to you and I wanna know which you fancy most. If I was tossing off while you told me, whats the harm?”  “You’re terrible.”  “Doubt you’ll think so tomorrow. And I hope you spend the night thinking about everything I said, I want you wet when I get there so I can be in you sooner.”  “Believe me, I wont stop thinking about it.”  “Neither,” Ben groaned.  “Are you seriously touching yourself?”  “Yeah,” he voice was breathier than before, “I got my cock out when I thought you’d be down for a quickie and it was too hard to just leave it. You’ve got a sexy voice.”  A car horn tooted and, peeking out the window, you could see your friend Rachel waving from her car.   You waved back and turned to grab your bag, “She’s here, I gotta go.”  “Your loss.” Ben paused for a moment, letting out a series of fake, but no less arousing, moans, followed by a much more real grunt, “See you tomorrow.”  “Can’t wait, I love you.”  “I love you too.”  “I’ll be waiting for you in bed. Naked.”  Ben groaned just before you hung up, giggling to yourself.    
You weren’t actually in bed when Ben arrived home the following afternoon. Neither were you fully naked, but Ben wasn’t too disappointed. Laying on the couch in only a bra and one of his shirts was close enough, and somehow more erotic.   “Fuck I’ve missed you,” he said as he dropped his bags where he stood.  You pushed yourself to your knees as he swooped in to kiss you, pulling you tight into his arms and then manoeuvring you onto his lap.  It felt like you could breathe again as you wrapped your arms around his neck, though if anything the fierce kissing made it harder. Ben groaned against your lips as your rocked in place, his already semi hard cock trapped within the confines of his jeans. His hands wandered under your shirt and up to your breasts, giving them a quick squeeze over your bra, though stopping when you hissed through your teeth.   “Sorry, my period’s due tomorrow and my boobs are still really sore.”  “Shit, sorry babe. Do you want me to stop touching them?”  “No, it’s okay, just no squeezing or anything too hard y’know.”  “This better?” He asked, rubbing over your nipples with his thumbs as he gently cupped your boobs.  “Mmm, yeahs thats good.”  Ben smiled against your lips as he kissed you again, still carefully toying with one nipple as his other hand slid down to your hip. He gave you a brief squeeze, the motion of it encouragement to keep rubbing against him as he hardened under you. A particularly well timed roll of your hips made Ben whimper against your lips.   “So hard already?” you asked, following the words with a kiss to the corner of his mouth, and then another proper one full on the lips.   “Mmhmm,” Ben hummed, his fingers tangled in your hair as he kissed you back, eagerly parting his lips for your tongue.   “I’m flattered,” you chuckled breathily after another minute, Ben’s lips now on your neck, both hands roaming down to your arse as if checking he remembered what all of you felt like.  “Told you I’d missed you. Have you missed me?”  You reached between your bodies, readjusting a little so you could undo his fly and help free his cock, “Should I show you just how much?”  “Yeah,” he panted as you palmed his hard length, “Bedroom?”  “Not yet baby. Missed you so much I don’t think I can wait that long. Need you in my mouth right now.” At that you slipped off his lap, lowering yourself to the floor.   Ben helped to remove his pants before spreading his legs so you could wiggle into a comfortable position between them.   It was a position you loved being in and one you’d been sorely missing while Ben had been away, so you weren’t inclined to tease him too much as you took his length in your hand, stoking him a few times to make sure he was truely hard.   Ben was panting even before you’d lowered your heard and you were eager to hear more. His moans were fun over the phone but nowhere near as pretty as hearing them from above you while you licked and sucked his cock.  
Ben was clearly enjoying everything you were doing, his panting turning to gasps and groans as you finally wrapped your lips around his head. It was impossible to supress the hum of satisfaction as you revelled in having him this way again, gradually letting yourself sink further down his shaft. His hand was resting on the top of your head, helping to guide you but mostly giving him something to tug on as you stroked what your lips hadn’t yet reached. You gagged a little as you readjusted to his size, but thankfully Ben found that as hot as anything else you’d done, letting out a loud moan as you brought yourself back up to take a few breaths before taking him in again.   “Fuck babe,” he grunted, “Gonna make me cum,”  You hummed again, pressing yourself down further, desperate to prove him right. But it had been a while since you’d last blown him and in your eagerness you rushed things a bit much. It was badly timed, pushing yourself to take more of him as his hips bucked at the feeling of your mouth. You gagged again but this time weren’t able to draw back as fast and so the one gag was followed by another and then another before you could manage to pull back and force yourself to breathe. It was uncomfortable, making your stomach lurch and your throat sting. And you couldn’t imagine it had looked or sounded particularly sexy when it felt so bad, not even with the string of saliva clinging to Ben’s cock and your lip.   “Woah, babe, you okay?” Ben asked, his hand moving suddenly from your hair to instead rub your back.   You nodded, swallowing back the acid reflux in your throat as you tried to breathe normally. “Let’s switch it up,” you said when you finally felt able to talk, “Bedroom?”  “Are you still up to it? We can stop.”  “No, no, I really fucking want to. I just need a glass of water first.”  Ben leaned forward to kiss you briefly, “Probably good I didn’t cum then, huh. More for your needy cunt.”  You whimpered at the growl in his voice, the unexpected interruption not enough to dowse your desire.  
Once you’d had some water you made your way to the bedroom, finding Ben already stretched out in the bed, cock in hand.  “Was worried you were gonna leave me to sort myself out,” he joked with a grin, laying back a little so you could clearly see just how hard he was.   With a laugh you hurried to join him, pulling the shirt you wore off as you went. Before you’d even properly climbed in beside him, Ben’s hands were on your waist tugging you in close, and he was kissing you again. You managed to manoeuvre yourself so you were straddling him again, his cock pressing against your cunt in a way that made your stomach flip with excitement.   “You want help with that bra or d’you wanna leave it on?” Ben asked against your throat, his finger toying with the clasp.  “Umm, leave it. Don’t want any other distractions right now, just need you.”  Ben dipped his head to kiss the top of your breast, his hands slipping further down your sides, and before you’d even registered the change he was gripping you tight and rolling you under him.   You let out a surprised little sound, though you were soon distracted as Ben kissed you again, his hand moving between your legs.   You were wet enough that his fingers slipped into you easily, a groan falling from his lips as he pressed them deeper.  “Babe if I don’t fuck you soon, I’m gonna make a right mess of these sheets.”  You laughed and nodded, eager to feel him fill you properly, though you were also aware you weren’t really properly ready. So you told Ben to get the lube to make things a little easier.  
He was quick about it, moving no further away from you than was absolutely necessary to reach into his bedside table. You bit your lip as you watched him shift to his knees and stroke lube along his cock, his tip so flushed it looked painful. But moments later he was pushing your legs wider so he could better observe as he spread lube around your hole, watching as his fingers disappeared into you.   “Now Benny, please,” you whined, unable to withstand waiting much longer.  Your breath caught as he settled on top of you, your legs spreading wider to accommodate him as he lined himself up and pressed into you. He went slowly, which you appreciated because it meant the stretch was easier to handle than if he’d rushed it, but you suspected he was thinking more about how close he was. His hips stuttered a few times and he had to pause once to let out a long breath, eyes squeezed shut as he tried to keep his composure. It was a little torturous, knowing he was so much closer than you, feeling him move so slowly when you wanted friction, but it was hot too. Knowing he was willing himself to last longer just for you, and that he was only so close because you felt so good around his cock, that was a rush. It made you want to touch him more, to really test his stamina. You grabbed Ben’s arse with one hand, fingers pressing hard against his soft skin which just made Ben groan, his hips jolting a little at the unexpected touch.   “Babe you have to give me a second,” he whimpered, “I’m so fucking close.”  You just laughed, “You don’t have to try and wait, Benny, I love when you cum in me. Just try and fuck me a little too, okay?”  Ben nodded as he let you guide him into another kiss, his brows knitted together as he tried to hold back anyway. But he did rock into you, his pace uneven, groaning on every stroke.   You let your hand slip down to your clit since Ben was already focusing on so much, moaning at the combination of sensations. But, as much as it was working for you, it was even more effective for Ben. A sudden clench was all it took.   “Je-Jesus, fuck, sorry,” Ben managed to grunt as he held himself inside you, his orgasm making him moan. You didn’t mind that he’d finished so quick. It wasn’t as if it was unexpected, and you did love the feeling, and it was nice when he collapsed onto you afterwards, but it was a little disappointing none the less so you decided you should tease him a little anyway.   After a few quiet moments as Ben caught his breath you said, “Well at least you sounded pretty,”  “Fuck I’m sorry honey,” he groaned against your throat, “I really tried.”  “I know you did,” you rubbed his back, “I guess my pussy’s just too good.”  “Oh it is,” he said earnestly, pushing himself up a little so he could see you properly, “But I’ll make it up to you.”  “Oh yeah? How?”  The soft pout he’d been using slipped into a cocky grin as he unentangled himself from you.  Your breath hitched a little as he slipped out of you but he quickly made up for it, scooting down the bed so he could lie between your legs.  “Oh I see,” you laughed, relaxing back against the pillows as his lips latched onto your clit.  
Ben was very good at eating you out. He’d done it on your second date, which was partly why you’d agreed to a third, and had only improved in the years you’d been together. But it was extremely hot when he ate you out after he’d already cum in you. It felt so filthy, especially because he was so talkative about it, telling you how much he loved seeing his cum dribble out of you, how seeing it made him want to cum into you again and again. He fingered you as he spoke, but his mouth was never far away, so you could feel his breath as he moaned about how good you tasted together, how he could eat you out for hours if you’d only let him. And then you’d gasp as he sucked at you again, his fingers steadily thrusting into you as he licked up your wetness and his cum, toying with your clit in the best way. The bonus of having Ben go down on you was that he was getting turned on again to. You liked to watch him sometimes, when he was too preoccupied to notice, pushing yourself up on your elbows to better see him buried between your thighs. But when you saw him rubbing himself against the bed, seeking out any little pleasure as he revelled in licking your cunt, you dropped back to the pillow with a moan. He clearly took the sound as encouragement, becoming somehow more enthusiastic, his touch firmer, his own hums and moans more frequent.   There had been a lot of build up – just being apart and missing him, and all the things he’d said on the phone to work you up, and the joy of finally being able to touch him and kiss him and take him – so Ben had no difficulties in bringing you to the edge and drawing you over it. Your legs tightened around his head but he barely seemed to notice, so intent on prolonging your pleasure and so desperate not to let a drop of your release go to waste. You ended up needing to tug on his hair as you whined for him to stop, your clit becoming oversensitive as he continued to touch it. Though when he looked up at you, pouting a little at being made to stop, chin glistening and hair all over the place, you were so struck by how hot he looked, you nearly pushed him back down and let him keep going.  
“How was that?” Ben asked as he moved to lie his head beside yours on the same pillow.   You didn’t bother with words, letting out a satisfied hum as you stretched a little.   Ben just chuckled and pulled you into another kiss.   He had started to harden again while he was going down on you, but it was too soon for either of you to be properly ready for more so, for a little while, you just lay there and talked. There were a few soft kisses in between but mostly it was just nice to catch up on things you’d missed while he was away, Ben playing with your fingers or pressing his nose into your neck so his voice was muffled and your skin tingled with his breath. You ended up laying perpendicular to him, across the width of the bed, your head resting on his stomach as you laughed at something stupid together. It was whilst you were lying there that you turned your head the other way and saw Ben’s semi had grown. “Can’t even talk to a mostly naked girl without getting hard,” you tutted jokingly.  “What can I say, that bra makes your boobs look phenomenal. And I didn’t really get to fuck you before.”  “Just stuck it in and came straight away.” you laughed.  “Very pathetic, I know,” he chuckled, “Especially after telling you all that stuff yesterday."  You snorted at the reminder, and moved your hand to wrap around his shaft, “Lucky for you I’m willing to give you another shot.”  Ben groaned at your touch but quickly stopped you, “How do you want it? From behind? You always cum easy like that.”  You agreed quickly, already pushing yourself up, eager to feel him in you properly.  
Ben didn’t disappoint. His grasp was firm as he gripped your hip with one hand, using the other to guide himself into your cunt. Though he also thought it was funny to stop once he was situated and pretend to cum instantly. You rolled your eyes at the joke and told him to pop a Viagra if he had to. He just laughed as slid his now free hand over your arse and up to your hip, holding your tight as he gave a quick thrust. It soon became very apparent that the little blue pill was unnecessary. He took his time building into a steady rhythm, finding a pace that worked for both of you. You moaned as you finally got to feel him properly, his length stroking against your walls so perfectly that you couldn’t help but moan. Every now and again he’d add in an unexpected thrust, maybe a little harder than the others, maybe just out of time with what you were expecting. You’d gasp at the surprise but it never failed to make you clench around him, which in turn made Ben from grunt behind you. On one particular rough thrust, you let yourself collapse a little, your arms folding under you, so you were panting into the bedding as Ben held your hips in place and continued to pound into you, not immediately switching back to the previous pace he’d set.  You stayed like that for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of being properly fucked, though you soon realised Ben was reaching his peak faster than you were. With a little effort you managed to slip you hand down to rub your clit. Ben did his best to help stimulate you too, grabbing and squeezing your arse, even toying with your arsehole a little, spitting on it and rubbing around it. And it did help, a bit. You were getting closer, just not fast enough, and not as fast as Ben.   “You gotta cum babe,” he panted, his steady strokes slipping out of time.  “I can’t Benny,” you whined, pressing harder against your clit, getting desperate.   Ben lasted another couple of minutes but there was only so long he could hold out. He moaned as he came. Once again you felt that mix of disappointment (more acutely this time since you’d been closer than before) and pleasure at how good it felt when Ben came in you. And once again, Ben was apologising.   “It’s okay Benny,” you said, rolling over onto your back so Ben could settle on top of you, “Just means we have to go again as soon as you can manage it.”  He laughed and nodded, stifling a small yawn, “Well that shouldn’t take long.” 
He was sort of right. A couple of minutes to recover, a little dirty talk to speed up the process, and half of a porn video pulled up on your phone, and he was ready to go again.   You suggested that you’d be on top this time and he eagerly agreed. Unfortunately, that mornings travel and the two orgasms he’d already had seemed to be taking a toll. Ben was clearly exhausted, his cock softening unexpectedly as you were trying to ride him.   His cheeks coloured pink as he realised he wasn’t stiff anymore, “Shit, sorry, give me another min.”  You lifted yourself off and Ben worked on stroking himself back up, the slick left over from your cunt making his fist glide along his shaft.   “There we go,” he groaned, fully hard once more.   You sank down once more, sighing happily at being so full again. But before long you felt his erection soften again.   “Maybe I do need that Viagra,” Ben frowned.  Carefully shifting from his lap, you lay down beside Ben and stroked his hair, “No honey, you’re probably just worn out. It’s okay.” You were going to say more but you cut yourself off when you caught sight of Ben’s cock. “Shit, Ben, are you bleeding?”  “Wha-?” He sat up, both of you examining his now very soft dick.  You grabbed him, perhaps a little harder than you meant to if his sudden sharp inhale was anything to go by, to try and see where the blood was coming from when you realised what it meant and started laughing.  “What’s so funny?” Ben asked nervously.  “You’re not bleeding. I am. My period started.”  “Oh thank Christ.”  You groaned partly because you knew you’d have to get up and find underwear and go to the toilet and you didn’t really feel like getting out of bed, and partly because it would have been nice on Ben’s cock but he clearly wasn’t up to it and by the time he was you’re period would probably have killed your mood. But then an idea came to you.   “What if I used one of my toys?”  If Ben were a dog, his ears would have pricked up.  You absently drew your finger along his thigh, “You can watch and talk to me and touch me and just generally help me get off, and I’ll still get to cum how I wanted to but on a dildo instead of a real dick.”  “I’ll be so helpful.”  You laughed at Ben’s eagerness, “Can you start by getting me a towel? I know my periods just started so it shouldn’t be too messy but I’d rather not risk staining the sheets.”    By the time Ben got back, still naked, holding two folded towels so you could choose, you’d grabbed out the toy and found some clothes to put on afterwards. And once you’d spread out the towel and gotten comfortable, Ben kept being helpful. He offered to lube up the dildo for you, and kissed you a lot as you eased the toy into yourself. It felt nice to be full again, but it was made all the more enjoyable by Ben’s constant stream of talk, telling you how gorgeous you looked, how on a regular day he’d be so hard just from the idea of you wanking in front of him. He kissed your neck and the tops of your breasts, ran his hands over your thighs and rubbed your clit so you could focus on fucking yourself. And when you moaned, he told you to do it again, to keep going because he loved seeing you all fucked out, even on fake cock, and he so badly wanted to see you cum. All you had to do was keep your hand steady and listen to his pretty voice. The way it got deeper as he said more, the way he groaned when you gasped out his name, his cock twitching just a little against you. He made it easy to finish. And when your grip on the toy faltered, when you lost the pace as your orgasm hit, Ben placed his hand over yours and made sure you didn’t stop fucking yourself until you were totally spent.  
You collapsed back against the pillows with a satisfied sigh, Ben propping himself up on one elbow beside you.   “How was that?” he asked softly, reaching over to brush some hair out of your face.  “Good,” you laughed a little when you thought about it, “Not what I thought tonight would be, but still good.”  Ben snorted and shifted to lie beside you properly, pulling you into his arms, “Well it’s a good thing I don’t have to go anywhere else anytime soon. Your period will give me a few days to recover and get my cock working again.”  You laughed more.  “And then we can work through all those ideas I mentioned on the phone.”  “Sounds like a plan.” You rubbed your thumb over his cheek as you caught him in a kiss.  He hummed happily against your lips, only breaking away to say, “This is pretty prefect though.”
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sweet-potato-42 ¡ 11 months ago
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in such a situation lets remember how to adress this stuff
obvious main priority is supporting victims and speaking out about the things that allowed this to happen. Support Shelby and Lexie and everyone else who is hurt by the abusers
be careful on what you pressure other ccs to do. Dont pressure for a statement especially if they might have experienced stuff themselves. Expect them to stop showing support for Wilbur by unfollowing and no longer mentioning him. Dont pressure people into making a full statement and especially dont pressure them to tell personal stories
Remember we dont know these people we are just viewers. Be carefull with speculation. Ive seen a lot of people speculating about who wilbur might have been manipulative to in terms of friends.
Give ccs some time to see and react to the accusations and response. However dont go overboard and expect them to respond at some point. If a long time passes and they are still ignoring the situation while everyone else has unfollowed or spoken about it then its odd.
Dont be parasocial these peoples job is to be public figures they know that people watch their every move and will notice when they support someone.
If someone speaks out and tells a story then supprot them well and listen to what they have to say
I do admit earlier in the heat of the moment and fear for what would be revealed i did not get this across properly for what to expect from a cc. I will be more mindful of my phrasing in the future. I do want people to be carefull in general and not take advantage of reasonable comments to use as excuses for other ccs though
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moon-0f-m4rs ¡ 5 months ago
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Mercs with a borrower friendo :3
(this is my 1st time writing anything so ummmmm...... hiii)
Scout
Yaps, yaps and yaps more,, and ya gotta bear it. Like, whenever he was annoying anyone else in the team, they'd just walk away or get him to get away. But now,, cant do nothing about it. At first he definitely took advantage of it, but over time i feel like he'd pay a bit more mind to not being too insufferable. Also, therapy sessions every now nd then. Man needs a bit comfort even if he can't admit it. Hes not that bad when it comes to handling, can be gentle, but also sometimes can get a bit too careless. Oh but he teases alot, alooot. Would get u snacks, but never try bonk..... u'll explode 😓😓
Solider
Before even getting found out by him, you had to have a tiny american flag in ur bag whenever you went out. If you didnt, this guy wouldnt adopt you as THE AMERICAN BORROWER YOU ARE!!! And since, say, you did.......... best dad ever. 10/10. Well i mean,, accidents happen quite some timesss.. (racoons.. or his idiocy) He keeps an eye on ya tho, 24/7. Also, youre probably his only voice of good sense that could shush him down whenever he gets a bit dum dum, thats appreciated by everyone.
Pyro
Dress ups, tea parties and some arson on the side since he provides u matches. At first he was way too curious about you to be gentle, but over time he learnt to be carefull. Likes touchin u, prodding and tapping and stuff. Keeps him aware ur real and not am image in his head. He would definitely make crafts for u, like just minature sized objects or something like that. Would get really attached, so, you get scary dog privilege :3
Demoman
Wee lil' friend you are hes rather fond of. Hes caring and protective all the time. When he gets sloshed, he just becomes grabby, clingy nd loud. At times, just cuz hes used to do so, tries to get you to drink sum with him (if you're an adult ofc). This guy stuffs pepole up with granades on a daily, but would never hurt someone smaller than himself. Sometimes u gotta remind him to be quieter, but tbh, if youre living next to an everyday battlefield, your ears should be well used to it by now.
Heavy
A presence he doesn't rrly mind. When hes not in battle hes a quiet man, just going through his day, so having a tiny bud on the shoulder is no issue. He'd be pretty scared of handling said bud tho, ees hard to be careful when being beeg man. But you can always just stay in the pocket or as i said already, shoulder. Guaranteed food around him too. Heavy does not mind sharing sandvich with leetle leetle friend.
Engineer
Workshop assistant :D Every borrower must know how to make tools, atleast the basics, and i feel like he'd be amused by these but in a positive way. He would definitely make tiny functioning thingys for ya. And now if we dont care about the amount of noise, a small wrangler to you and you can shoot with his sentry meanwhile hes occupied with something else on the battlefield. Super fun and caring guy, one of the few that know what personal space means tbh.
Sniper
Rather antisocial typa guy, so if you're around him then its either just sitting in silence or a small talk about either his job or whatever you have to offer. I also dont feel like he'd be overly touchy in any situation. He sometimes can offer you resting somewhere on him; hat, shoulder, pocket, whatever you like. But thats for whenever he's not sniping. He'd rather not get startled by a move and miss the shot.
Medic
It all.. ALL depends on how he found you, what mood he had and overall what was his first thought he had about you. And if it was all somewhat positive, then another assistant you are. He could get a full review of how it is when inside of a human body from u!!!! fun ain't it? :D He wouldnt really go out his way to be careful, at first at least. Later on he might give some respect, if you prove yourself to be productive and entertaining that is. Archimedes would definitely be interested in you, taking you as their own.
Spy
He wouldnt be too invested in you, maybe sometimes taking you on the battlefield as a extra set of eyes or something. Also it would be a pain to even spend time with him since his smoke room would be a literal gas chamber. But maybe he'd let you just ride along in some pocket, as long as you kept it clean, and just.. do spy duties idk. Maybe if he got you some of your own mini gadgets then mini spy???? hhhmmmm??? im outta ideas for him idk
hon hon france
uuhhh... yea (this took me like 2 weeks my god)
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