#mmmyeah i think that's it!

[ourtlesofturtles]

I finally found a Casey design I liked! So here he is

info about him under the cut :]

Casey Jones is 17 years old, and is overall a pretty cheery guy. It’s odd not to see him with a smile on his face, even in situations a smile is definitely not called for.

sum fun factz:

Plays hockey (duh)

met the turtles pretty recently (like a month or so ago)

clicked with raph immediately. They are best friends forever

He’s a grade under April, they’re in a photography class together but otherwise don’t really know each other

neither of them know that the other person also knows the turtles

skips class a lot. If he doesn’t want to be there will not go. How he manages to keep the grade requirement to play sports is a mystery

sews/alters a lot of his clothes (ie his ripped up hoodie, his pathed jeans, etc.)

[xikyuu]

I’M JUST. *vibrates* /pos HU TAO HITS LIKE A TRUCK (for me,, she’s very good even though in meta, she’s S tier and not SS. meh) LIKE SHE CASUALLY DOES 150K FOR HER ELEMENTAL BURST ALL THE TIME??? WHAT? i have a video of a showcase if you wanna see,, its life.. 20 seconds long lmao

id so say this (mehrak is literally a suitcase animatronic,, thing? idk how explain. its adorable istg) …

side note: got distracted looking for a gif of mehrak and scrolled through kaveh gifs… he’s so pretty. and so very obviously gay…

look at that man. he is canonically an alcoholic, he’s an architect, and most likely in his late 20s early 30s (i think he’s a 30-in-denial kinda person). he is so sassy and loud and ough i love him.

just a heads up -> if your notifs are silent from me the next few days,,, its bc im hyperffixatinf on genshin and/or hsr aha,, stares at you neurodivergently.

i get to explore the new area though!!!

and the event and cyno’s jokes eheheh (i. love. puns.)

hu tao jumpscare (long story short: lower health = higher dmg. skill depletes 30% of current HP. i assume it stops at 1 hp)

YESSSSSS have fun with the neurodivergency!!!! ooooo those screenshots look SICK :000

[melanatedkink]

Straight to the Point

A/N: I know, I know, the upcoming prompts are getting posted soon. But, I got an epiphany. Enjoy!

Pairing: ProHero! Izuku x Pro Hero! Y/N

Summary: Y/N is a bit insecure about dating Deku. Not because of his career. Not because of his popularity. But because he's Deku. And why would Deku truly want Y/N?

Warnings: throat fucking, affirmations, feral fucking, dry humping, gender neutral as possible, drunk sex, brat Y/N

As the alcohol slowly began to wear off, Izuku, known as Deku to anyone who knew him back in highschool, was beginning to think you had enough. See, you weren't a very cheerful person outside of this party. You were pretty solitary, with a resting bitch face to match. You kept most of your opinions flat and honest, despite the person's demeanor or closeness. You hadn't time to beat around the bush. Because people made you uncomfortable. And the less you had to be around them, the better.

However, Izuku was beginning to think you had a doppleganger. Maybe even a secret twin. Or maybe he wasn't seeing straight, or less sober than he imagined. Because here you were, raising a glass for the new year of Japanese heroes. You were absolutely radiant, talking amongst your friends, and hiding that pretty smile behind a hand, even as you were howling with joy. He didn't know you could look like this. It was beautiful in every sense of the word.

You finally spotted Izuku amongst your boisterous posse and beckoned him over. He smiled softly and joined you, mainly to keep you steady. You announced to everyone that he was indeed your boyfriend and that you loved him more than anything. "More than this stupid party!" if he could quote you directly. That earned some cheers and whistles from the crowd. After that, Izuku scooped you up and kissed away your protests.

After the party, he laid you on the couch and went to get some water. You had begun to sober up on the way back, and you were showing signs of exhaustion. And when you were tired, you needed him more than usual. Whereas the sober you would simply invade his space with a hug, or just flopping over him, the drunk you would try to convince Deku to let you touch him.

"Deku, I'm tired. Do I have to drink water, now?" you complained.

"Yes, my love," he called back from the kitchen.

You waited a beat before saying, "Can you feed me?"

"Have your arms stopped working, love?" He teased, with every intention to feed you, anyway.

Izuku came back to the couch with a glass of water in hand. He plopped down, and guided your chin upward with a couple fingers.

"Open up," he coaxed as he lifted the glass to your lip. He paid attention as the water filled your cheeks before pulling away.

You wondered aloud," Say, you know how I'm your girlfriend, right?"

Deku nodded, "Mmmyeah I recall that little development, why?"

"So, would you say that there are some things I get to ask for that others don't?"

Deku squinted, "Are you getting at something?"

"Well, yeah just...give me a second..." you straighten up as you formulate your next sentences in your head, "Can we...I...I want to...suck it,"

Deku froze. Was this the same person who was toasting randoms just a few hours ago? The same one who was giggling through his kisses as he ushered you to the limo? Not like asking wasn't out of your wheelhouse, but you normally never had to. Just your kiss and your hands were enough to get him thinking about taking your clothes off.

He took a sip of your water, "Really? Now? I mean, are you okay to...?"

You nodded, "I really want to, is all. I haven't been around you all night, and I want to."

Deku chewed his lip. He really didn't want to risk taking advantage of you when he knew that neither of you were completely sober. He sighed, "What's our safe word?"

"Apple," you replied without hesitation.

And with that, he started you off with a kiss. His hand curved against your jawline, turning your face so he could kiss you deeply. You sighed. Something about finally being united with Deku felt like a relief. You traced the outline of his ear, journeying down his neck with your fingertips. You felt him shudder against your lips, which made you smile. You teased under the collar of his dress shirt, before sneaking behind to undo his cute little bowtie.

He groaned against your lips and hauled you onto his lap. As you opened your mouth to protest, Deku caught your bottom lip between his teeth. If you wanted to suck him off, he was sure to use your body for some extra kindling. While he teased you with light kisses over you lips and chin, Deku's hands slid down to your waist. He shifted his hips, encouraging you to grind against him. He swore under his breath as you got the message. You placed the perfect amount of pressure against his length. He just had to break away to watch you. Your brows knitted together as you focused between your legs, rather than his face. You knew that if you looked up, you might change your mind and beg for his mouth instead.

Deku slowly unbuttoned his shirt in front of you, making your cheeks run hot. It wasn't fair how gorgeous your man was. Especially when just taking off his shirt. He planted his hands on the couch and rolled his hips upward. His pretty lip hung open as he panted. Then you realized he was testing your resolve. Of course the man who would drop to his knees at a moment's notice would tease you into letting him do it again. Reluctantly, you pressed your palms into his bare chest and swung your leg off him. He chuckled and slowly got off the couch.

"You tease," you muttered.

He smirked, "Just making sure you know what you want,"

He said that as he undid his belt, a little too slowly for your liking. You took over, unbuttoning his pants and shimmying his slacks and underwear off his hips. Just seeing him flop out of his clothes nearly made you fold right then. But you shook off and rubbed your hands on your legs to warm them up before picking him up. He throbbed in your hand at first contact. Deku hissed behind his knuckle.

"Still cold?" you asked.

"A little,"

That's what you get you little... You let some spit fall from your lips, which helped you stroke him much easier. He moaned at the feeling. You brought your other hand to help jerk him off as he was that thick. You continued with your hands until the first sign of precum dripped onto your legs. You finally graced his tip with your tongue.

As the rough pad of your tongue drug over his sensitive tip, Deku found himself breathless. He held tightly to the arm of the sofa, clenching everytime you accepted another inch into your mouth. His head rolled from side to side as his groans turned into whimpers. He typically found himself adhering to your pleasure. Even as you blamed him for being unfair, he couldn't help but prioritize you. It was safe to say that everytime you went down on him, it hit a reset button in his brain and forced his body to take over. And with that, his needs were voiced.

"Baby, run your nails down my thighs. Mmh like that. Just like that. Make me remember how good you are, how good this feels-" his demands broke off into a guttural moan as you did what he asked.

In the end, you really wanted his touch. And you wanted him to feel good. Anything he could ask for would be granted. And then some. Because you loved him. After a particularly deep push down your throat, Deku stuttered and pulled himself out of your mouth.

"F-fuck...baby wait."

"Wait for what?" you asked, sweetly, "You wanna come, right?"

You neared his throbbing length again, this time with light kisses and kitten licks. Deku pushed back his hair, becoming mesmerized at your display.

He let out a nervous laugh, "Baby, are you tryna tell me something?"

You shrug as you tease, "I dunno...maybe I just wanna give my man a reason to choose this more often...or maybe choose me more often?"

Confusion colored his face, "What? Oh....I get it," He knelt down to look you straight in the eye, "That's why you staked your claim at that party. And why you're sucking my dick like you have something to prove. You want me. Right?"

Scarily enough, he was right on the money. All you could do was nod.

"But Y/N," His voice took a mischeivous undertone as he whispered, "You already have me."

You stuttered as he rose up to his full height. It was hard to think as he literally dangled right in front of your lips. But his next words made it easy for you to comprehend. Deku curled his thick fingers over the back of your head while you opened your mouth to take him.

"Take a breath sweetheart, and be loud for me,"

With that, Deku began to inch back and forth, using only his hips and his hands to control his pleasure. Your nose finally tickled his pelvic bone, and he held you there for good measure.

"Fuuuck, you feel so fucking good," He began to rut his hips against your face. His length kept tap tap tapping at the back of your throat. He swooned in pleasure while you were surprised at the sounds he was drawing out of you.

"Oh if i had known you missed me this much, I'd let you do this much more often. Uhn cause it's only you, baby. I only fucking. choose. you." He stated with each thrust, "Who do I choose?"

Deku pulled out just enough for you to meekly answer, "Me,"

He slid in a out, repeating his question, "That's right, say it again. Who do I choose?"

"Me,"

"Who's mine right now?"

"Me,"

"Who's gonna be mine forever?"

"M-me,"

"And who is gonna make me fucking come!"

He didn't have to pull out for you to answer that one. Deku had inadvertently driven himself up the wall. He could barely move his hips when he reunited himself with your throat. He flexed over and over, while you dug your nails into his hips. His dick came out slick with spit and come; the sign of a job well done.

He plopped down on the couch, with you laying between his thighs, unable to feel your knees enough to join him on the sofa. He caressed your face as he stared aimlessly at the ceiling.

"So, do you really wonder about that?" he whispered, "About me not choosing you?"

You sigh, "We're both heroes. Meaning we have a lot in common. Which is why I love you. But, I know that being in a relationship can be more than a hero needs to bargain for,"

He tilted his head to look at you. Deku slides off the couch and wraps you in a tight hug.

"That's why I love you. Because you're not a part of the job. Or an obligation. You're a choice. One that I love to make, every single day,"

[lavender-butterfly-cookie]

Gingerbrave being shadow milk and eternal sugar’s child and eternal “kidnaps” him so the faes wont hurt him. Also after a while he gets wings and a tail, just like his mama.

Gingerbrave: I don't think he'd like this-

Eternal Sugar cookie: Oh don't worry, sugar cube. He'll learn that you're my child as well and I have just as much right to keep you than he does, if not even more. Besides, growing wings and a tail is really a big deal.

Gingerbrave: I mean, it hurts a lot so I wouldn't describe it as that. And I can't even control them.

Eternal Sugar cookie: Exactly. And who better to teach than the one out of us with a tail and wings?

Gingerbrave: I-... guess that's fair. Wait- you're actually gonna show me?

Eternal Sugar cookie: Show you? Nah- that's WAY too much work and I'm too sleepy to get of my cloud. Plus, opening them up and flying around and showing you this and that and-

Gingerbrave: Ok ok, I get t, you're too lazy to.

Eternal Sugar cookie: Mmmyeah, true. So I'll just tell you what to do. Ready?

Gingerbrave: I mean, I guess?

Eternal Sugar cookie: Good boy. Now, what you wanna do is-

The door bursts down and Shadow Milk cookie stands there looking angrier than he'd ever been.

Shadow Milk cookie: GIMME MY CHILD YOU PINK LAZY SUCCUBUS!

Eternal Sugar cookie: You hog him too much! My turn to spend time with him! Besides, those silver flies might hurt him!

Shadow Milk cookie: So?! I do a better job protecting him than you do! At least I can keep him entertained with my puppet shows and not look like I'm half dead on a cloud!

Eternal Sugar cookie: At least I'm a better parent!

Shadow Milk cookie: TAKE THAT BACK!

Eternal Sugar cookie: MAKE ME, CLOWNIE BOY!

Gingerbrave: uhm....

[pinkanonwrites]

Thinking about how it would be to c0ckwarm Vash 🤤

I've been sitting on this post and haven't answered it for TOO DAMN LONG, so here's a treat.~ alien biology vash in this one, btw

NSFW Below the cut!

He's so bad at sitting still, cockwarming is the best kind of torture for him. He does his best but you feel so good and so soft and so warm that he doesn't even realize he's moving until you're gently scolding him again.

Put a towel down wherever the two of you plan on cozying up, cause his dick's gonna be leaking like a faucet the entire time he's nestled in you. Again, it's not like he can help it, you just feel too good. Translucent slick will be oozing out where the two of you are connected, soaking both of your legs and probably whatever's beneath you too.

Once you finally let him cum he damn near blacks out, it feels so fucking good. He's got a low tolerance for being denied orgasm, sniffling and tearing up and begging until you let him chase the relief he's so desperately craving and he dissolves into a blathering, tear soaked mess as he wrecks your hole.

"Vash, honey."

"....Mmmyeah?"

You knew that Vash knew that he'd been caught, and he didn't even need to remove his face from where it was nuzzled into your bare chest to see his 'hand in the cookie jar' expression in your mind's eye.

"I thought we agreed you were gonna stop moving around so much?" You cooed. A full body shiver coursed through him, and you could feel it at every point of contact where his body was entangled with your own. Especially at his hips which, despite himself, gave another unsteady little jerk and thrust his cock once more into your aching heat. You pinched the shell of his ear and he whined, hips falling still even as his inhuman cock continued to wriggle and twitch a bit within you.

"I'm trying." He whimpered, kissing wetly at the inner curve of your breast. "Can't stop it, it's got a mind of its own, y'know."

You cupped the back of his neck, threading your fingers in his soft hair and twisting just enough to make him gasp. "How about just a few more minutes then? Can you wait just a little bit longer for me, puppy?"

"Ohh.~" He groaned, low and throaty. You felt a trickle of sweat beading down the valley of your chest before Vash's tongue dipped to lap it away, moaning at the taste. "It's so good though, so warm. You're so wet, I can feel it dripping out…"

"I should be saying the same thing to you." With your fronts pressed together and your leg slung over his hip, it felt like all the excess slick from Vash's cock was pooling along your inner thighs, slicking the warm skin there to an obscene degree. Pressing a kiss to his temple, you dragged the fingertips of your free hand up and down the length of his spine in a soothing roll. "Just a little longer, then I promise. You can be good for me for just a bit longer, can't you?"

He all but sobbed, and you felt another gush of hot slick filling your core as his length swelled somehow larger. It pressed against all of your most sensitive spots, pleasure sparking behind your eyelids as he gripped your hip just tight enough to bruise. "I can, I can be good, I can. I love you. I love you- ohhh, I love you so much, please."

"I love you too, Vash." Another featherlight kiss against his skin left him whining, words trailing off into babbled nonsense. "So good. My good, good boy.~"

[brisquad-unit-4402]

nightmare hug

it’s my birthday today btw. december 15. sonny be upon ye. i started three new wips with him in the last few weeks ack i wasn’t kidding when i said he was very in my head lately!

tags: gender neutral reader, established relationship, hurt/comfort, cuddling

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You wake up in bleariness and immobility. Underneath the pile of blankets, a greater weight holds you down, stifling your skin and refusing to let you turn out of your position.

It’s nothing to fear. If anything, it’s welcomed. Usually Sonny keeps to his own side of the bed, and the most contact you wake up to is a limb barely touching yours. On the rare occasions he falls asleep with you in his arms, he’s quick to hide it, and considering how he’s the first to wake between you there’s no telling how many morning cuddles you’ve missed out on.

Long fingers and short nails wire around your waist. If you can’t hear his breathing, then you can feel it: a steady rise-and-fall rhythm along your shoulder where he presses his head. His hair prickles your skin while his breathing soothes.

A slow morning hum falls out of your mouth as your voice comes back to life. It’s the prelude to fully waking up, and when Sonny retracts his arms before you can open your eyes.

Except he doesn’t. Even as you snort awake, his hands remain where they are.

“Good morning, Sonny,” you start. You’re so sleepy that it barely becomes a whisper.

It surprises you that he’s just as sleepy as you, too. “Morning.”

“How’d you sleep?”

You’re greeted with silence.

“Not great?”

Sonny buries his head closer to your neck without a word. “That bad, huh.”

When he mumbles you can feel his throat vibrate against your skin. “Mmmyeah.”

“Awww. Well, it’s morning.” You force one arm out of the blanket pile and manage to pat his head. “Don’t worry. I’ll fight off the bad sleep demons any day of the week.”

“I just want a hug.”

“Hugs over fights? Who are you and what did you do to Sonny—“

His hands squeeze tighter. You didn’t even know his nails could dig into your skin like this. He’s clinging on like you’re a stuffed animal, but the amusement ends once you realize that’s not just a sleepy tremble. Sonny is actually quivering.

It’s even rarer for Sonny to let himself be vulnerable.

“C’mon.” Your voice goes soft as you turn around to face him. He stays where he is, holding you while his head is buried to your throat.

He’s practically motionless save for his quivers, which you work out by stroking his back. Your hand draws circles along him, occasionally punctuated by a pat or two. “You’re where you belong, right here at home. You’re safe with me.”

His breath, too, is shaky, little clouds of heat curling around your chest as he tries to form words. “I don’t even remember what it was about. I shouldn’t be so…” His grip tightens. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay. These things happen. It doesn’t make you any less of a person, and it doesn’t make you a nuisance, either.”

He grunts. “Feels like I’m a failure whenever I’m like this, though.”

His hair is silky under your hands, and softer under your lips. “I love you, Sonny. No matter what you think of yourself, I’ll still love you, and I’ll always remind you that you deserve to be loved.” Another kiss to his temple. “Thank you for trusting me enough to let your guard down. Being the one you can rely on is a privilege to me, and one I do not take lightly.

“I don’t think you could ever be a failure, even if you tried,” you say. “You take such good care of me, so I’ll happily return the favor. It’s what I’m here for.”

When you stop talking, nothing follows but quiet. It’s just the sound of your arm brushing against sheet and skin as you massage him, soothing whatever unspoken worries he has left.

When you raise his head your fingers rest along his jaw. “You’re my hero, Sonny. You’re the strongest person I know. No matter what.”

One of his pale hands bumps along to yours. His palm drags against the corner of his hidden eyes. His lashes flutter by the crease of your lip as you kiss the stress away.

Sonny’s shoulders raise when you part with eyes barely open, tide pool blue glossed over with restraint and legs tangled around yours, stunned and scared, a combination you’ve never seen on him.

The restraint falls with a hiccup. He chokes on air as you hold him. His hands lower you down as he clings to you, and for the first time in a long time, Sonny allows himself the right to cry.

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✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi

[actuallysaiyan]

oooooo saiyan!!!!!!! what a lovely list of prompts. could i request "Feel this? It's just for you." w/CSM Kishibe 😳

He sits at the bar, looking over at you. You're younger than him, and still somewhat full of life. He knows he shouldn't even think this way about you, but you've managed to charm yourself into his heart. It's your smile and the way you look at him with those pretty eyes of yours.

He's been without love for some time. Been without intimacy for probably even longer. He's a man after all, he has needs and wants. Whenever he looks at you and sees just how badly you want to impress him, he knows it would take almost nothing to bend to your will if that's what it came down to.

"Kishibe-sama," you start after you take a sip of your drink. "Are you alright?"

You always worry about him. It makes his heart flutter...and even worse, it makes his cock throb and twitch. He doesn't remember the last time someone really truly cared.

"Mmmyeah, I'm fine." He rasps, taking a swig of his drink.

The night flows well between you two, but the more you do things and say things that make him see just how deep your crush is, the more he gets turned on. It's difficult to pull away because he's longing for your touch and for your love.

Once he's paid the tab and brought you outside, he brings you away from the rest of the smokers outside. You two are shielded from the wind in a small alleyway. He lights up a cigarette and then he places it in your mouth. You look so fucking cute, how can he even stop himself? How can he stop himself?

He takes your hand in his and pulls it down to his crotch. You gasp when you feel the erection throbbing there.

"You've been teasing me all night, little one." He grunts as you begin to rub his cock through his pants. "Feel this? It's just for you."

[esotheria-sims]

Mmmyeah. Sorry to break it to you, kids, but I don't think either of you will be going to college. The town teacher is only at Level 5! *glares at Dominick* *cries in BaCC rules*

[icyolive]

"...[Wei Wuxian] had a habit of hiding small change in various corners of his clothes..."

Mmmyeah I don't think that's the behavior of a teenager who is secure in their living situation. Not if the translation is right to say "corners," and he's not just keeping change in his pockets.

I think we tend to forget he's only been with them since, what, age nine? So six, seven, eight years? With Madam Yu's constant rejection. And who knows how many years on the streets before that.

[imaginespazzi]

this is possibly just a super niche thing with my (lesbian) social circle but vinnie hacker is like the #1 crush for lesbians before they realize they're lesbians i swear. i was borderline obsessed w him before i came out and idk how to explain it i think it was partially bc so many girls loved him so it was an obvious choice for a celeb crush, but also partially bc i jsut wanted to kinda look like him/be like him 😭 he like lowkey has masc lesbian energy (not actually, dont come for me).

I....mmmyeah babe that might just be a you guys thing but it's okay cause the explanation checks out I guess? Anybody else wanna confirm this theory?

MASC LESBIAN LITE VINNIE HACKER 😭😭😭

[ziipzeepzop-eez]

boo!! not really a jumpscare!! hi!! i know we've never interacted before but i've seen you around a couple times, and you're pretty cool!! i came as soon as i heard what happened and i'm so so so sorry!! i just wanted to say that,,

you're doing great!! again, i'm really sorry, you lost a lot, and that hurts real bad,, but you're amazing. you'll get through this. offering you virtual hugs and the coziest blanket i have,,

--🐱(っ´ω`)っ

Ohhh my goodness gracious. Well hello there, little one!! You're such a sweet little thing, oh my goodness. 😭🧡 This is so meaningful - color me intrigued!

First off thank you for reaching out, sweetness! This definitely caught my eye.

Concerning what happened,, mmmyeah, I'm some kinda sore over it for sure🥹 It was practically an archive of... myself?? And it just— poof! Gone.

But I will admit, I am optimistic about the future and what it entails. It's still me, y'know? & blessedly, a lot of those same writings are saved in my Google docs!! maybe that also blankets the sorrow and gives a essence of what could have been. Imagine if they weren't saved. I shiver just thinking about it.

Bottom line,, thank you deeply, tremendously, for your kind words. It means so much because - like you said, we've never interacted before!! - but you've seen me 'round and made the choice to reach out. It's intriguing, positively intriguing!

Stick around! I'd love to see more of you! 🤗🧡

Ahh, virtual hugs and cozy blankets. The backbone of my one-man society. ෆ⁠╹⁠ ⁠.̮⁠ ⁠╹⁠ෆ

Mahalo plenty, kitty!! 💗

[jsab-corruptedbond]

What are the main characters personalities?

read the comic, lol nah but fr tho, i don't wanna end up rambling and spoil stuff, I love thinking about character personalities and how they end up being like that, like their backstory and whatnot, why they're scared from this and that, mmmyeah :)

[shiraishi--kanade]

Did you dyed your hair in a more Blue-like purple?

Mmmyeah? I think?

[theroseempress]

on other news I decided to watch murder drones. currently on episode two. thoughts are as follows;

decent show. it hasn't managed to really hook me yet but I'm curious enough to keep watching. think the main thing for me is that idk what the main plot is yet.

N is my favourite. I like the fact that I can best describe him as just a Little Guy but he also is I believe designed to murder people robots. great combo.

I also like how many of his appendages are or can become knives. idk I just find that very visually appealing. knife wings 10/10.

Uzi is also cute. I like her green laser gun and the fact that she replies to almost every comment possible with 'bite me' amuses me.

...mmmyeah that's about it. will update if I have more thoughts.

[mamadarama]

Recent Oremeru event revealed he's 19 and i don't know what to think about that

mmmyeah , checks out to me. i was never really on board with the whole "oremeru is in his mid 20s" thing , it just didnt feel right. 19 does seem a little young though... ive always seen him as the same age as niki or slightly older (so 20-21ish) and i probably still will, at least for a little while .

[elderwisp]

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Dan: You don’t look like a Red Hot Chili Peppers fan.

Ares: Music taste is pretty subjective, don’t you think? You can’t really base that off of appearance.

Dan: Same goes for films.

Ares: Ah… Touche.

Dan: Besides, I didn’t really have a choice. It was either Ghost Punch or this and the reviews are pretty terrible for both. 

Ares: I heard that the film was a total shitshow. I’m Ares by the way.

Dan: Dan. 

Ares: Hmph.

Dan: What?

Ares: Like Dan Nikki?

Dan: You’re ridiculous.

Ares: I made you smile so I’d say it’s worth it.

Dan: [ snorts ] Oh my god! Are you forreal-

Ares: Mmmyeah.