#ooooh what does this button do?

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<< gonna let poli speak for himself! doodles w/ it below the cut :3 >>

<< also gonna @ some ppl he's interacted with/i'd love to see him interact with; @odysseus-of-ithaka @thrpr0phetuseek @just-a-mer @eury-the-cow-man (HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY EURY BTW) @ask-captain-odysseus @king-of-the-fish >>

"Hello, my friends! Polites here! Just wanted to reach out and clear something up, since I'm sure some of you have been wondering."

"As per my mod's wonderful (/hsar) headcanons, I'm asexual. (Demi-homoromantic asexual, if you want specifics.)"

"BUT."

"With those I'm close to, if I know they're good with it, I'm known to be pretty flirty at times. Along with the fact that my mod (though aroace and someone who usually avoids shipping) likes the concepts of Polycrew and PosePoli."

"So long story short, if you've got a Poseidon, Eurylochus, or Odysseus, and are good with flirting interactions? Feel free to send them my way."

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<< hello there! this is a rp/ask blog for EPIC!Polites :D >>

<< ooc will usually look like this, in character will be typed w/ the chat effect! >>

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<< tags; >>

#you can relax my friend! - in character

#a scroll brought to me by the crows - answered asks

#600 men under your command! - Crew interactions (Ody, Eury, etc)

#divine intervention is not what we seek - interactions w/ gods

#the island we've been searching for! - Ithaca interactions (Penelope, Telemachus, etc)

#this life is amazing... - Underworld

#we'll survive what we get into! - alive AU (wasn't killed by the cyclopses)

#friendships form in the most unlikely places / #underworld duo - interactions with Tiresias ( @thrpr0phetuseek )

#that same face with a different smile / #out of place duo - interactions with siren!Odysseus ( @just-a-mer )

#churning waves turn the peace to chaos; 🌧 - interactions with Poseidon ( @king-of-the-fish )

#you are my sunshine; ⚜️ - interactions with Eleni ( @allthegodshatemeforsomereason )

#ooooh what does this button do? - out of character

[voidfell]

General Tags

[disneyprincemuke]

fly on the wall * fem!driver

she crashes in her third race of her f1 career, but she's more concerned about its repercussions than the concussion

pairings: sebastian vettel x fem!driver, lewis hamilton x fem!reader

warnings: crashing the car

notes: ooooh my god i had to rewrite this 5 times because it wasn't up to my liking initially, and then tumblr was having some issues saving my shit so i lost it?? it's very sad fr

(series masterlist) | (📂 the rookie season)

"are you alright?" sebastian's voice comes onto the radio.

his eyes are trained on the big screen, cameras focused on the car parked into the wall out of a turn. he couldn't get an answer out of his driver so he had to resort to the third party.

if his assumptions are correct, she would have hit her head on her seat hard at impact. but things like that can lead to so many bigger things that he might not even be prepared for. 

her vision slowly returns, blacking out for a mere second as the car went into the barriers of the baku track.

she had issues with her brakes for a few laps. sebastian had suggested retiring the car if she didn't feel safe, but she pressed on. the issue didn't seem so serious and it seemed manageable.

at first. 

it's a driver error - missing the early braking point to accommodate her already tweaking brakes. she missed it by a millisecond, clipped the wall and got sent straight into the wall.

she sighs, pressing the button on her steering wheel. "i'm okay," she answers shakily, tears now filling her eyes.

"okay, that's the important part. don't think about anything else. i'll see you in the medical centre." sebastian is quick to shut her thoughts down, clearly prioritising her wellbeing and not the car.

"i'm sorry," she sighs, voice shaking and lips quivering. “i’m so sorry, seb.”

this is only her third race in f1, how could she have already crashed out? on a race where she was so close to that podium. it would have been such a monumental moment — a woman on the podium. 

with 20 laps left in the race and her in 5th place, it wasn’t all that far out of reach at the time. yet, here she is causing a yellow flag as she starts to notice the smoke surrounding her. 

"like i said. don't think about anything else."

she sighs to herself as a marshal appears above her halo, greeting her with a soft smile. she nods, letting herself get helped out of her car.

but only one thought eats away at her: she crashed on her third race. what's everyone going to say about her now?

“let me talk,” sebastian sighs, hands up in the air as he tries to calm the girl sitting on the examination bed. he’s barely able to get a word in.

she’s slouched against the wall, purple balaclava in her hands as she traces the thread that holds it together at the hem. the minute he walked in, she looked up immediately with tears in her eyes and a string of apologies.

it hasn’t stopped since he poked his head through the door, cutting him off before he could even ask if she’s okay. 

“do you not see the problem?” she shrieks, eyebrows furrowing at sebastian. “i just crashed out! imagine what the media has to say about my performance today? they’re just going to use this as a reason to justify that i shouldn’t be on the track!”

sebastian drops his hands to his side, deciding that he’d just let her get it all off her chest. it might make her feel better. 

though, it doesn’t make him feel good that she’s continually talking down on herself. he vouched for her for weeks for a reason, and it’s because he believes in her. more than she does in herself, it seems. 

“i didn’t work my ass off my whole life just to be undermined because i’m a woman!” she tosses the balaclava aside, now picking at the loose skin by her fingernails. “i didn’t get this far for everyone to count me out because of one crash! can you fucking believe that shit? it’s a fucking rookie mistake, seb! i’ve been racing for years!”

she drops her hands by her side and groans again, rolling her eyes. “i’ve earned my rightful spot to be where i am! they are not going to care about that!”

sebastian shrugs slightly, overlooked by the infuriated woman across him. he can barely get a breath in before she continues, shutting his mouth immediately as she continues her rampage. 

“imagine the headlines tomorrow! a driver is as good as their last race — i know that! don’t try to sugarcoat it. you know i’m right!” she rambles on, eyes darting all over the room. she’s pushed herself off the wall slightly, clearly flustered over the course of events. 

she avoids sebastian’s eyes, the fear of fully breaking down in front of him prominent. crying over a crash seemed like such a silly thing to do, but there’s no denying how demanding the sport truly is. 

in her short three races in the season and people’s neverending criticism of her abilities, it makes her lie awake at night rethinking her position on the grid. 

following her crash, sebastian hadn’t expected for her to ramble on for this long. he initially thought that the crash would have sent her into a shocking silence, so while her anger is warranted, it was definitely not on his list of things to be ready for. 

“imagine what they have to say about me!” she throws her hands in the air, scratching her head gently. “imagine what they’ll say about you! it’s not going to be good, trust me! i’m a woman in a fucking racing car in a male-dominated sport!”

“hey!” sebastian’s voice bounces in the room, making her lift her head with her eyes narrowed into a glare. 

the sudden movement reminds her of her restrictions, hands coming up to nurse the back of her neck. she feels a sharp pain shoot through her head all the way down to her shoulders. “what?” she hisses, quickly looking down to hide the pain. 

“you literally just crashed head-first into a wall at 250 kilometres per hour! you’re lucky all you got was a concussion and whiplash! it could’ve been worse!”

“if i was lucky, i’d have been able to recover and get on the podium as we discussed! i was already 5th!”

“and you didn’t! that’s okay! you learn from things like these!”

“no, it’s not! i’m already hated as it is!”

“it’s part of the sport! fernando alonso has crashed, lewis has, and so have max and charles! every other big name in formula 1 has had their fair share! you’ll be okay!”

she finally meets sebastian’s eyes, slouching even more as she audibly sighs. he watches her body deflate, leaning back dejectedly. “it’s still different.”

she’s still in her fireproofs. her race suit had to be taken off during her short time with the doctor, hanging on the back of the plastic chair in the small medical room. her helmet sits next to her, underneath the balaclava she’d thrown on top of it. 

her hair is in a loose ponytail with stray hairs poking out and resting on her face. the adrenaline has yet to leave her body, chest heaving as if it’d just been over and beads of sweat still scattered all over her.

“i know it’s different. but everyone else who says whatever isn’t the person behind the wheel, you have to remember that,” he says in a soothing tone, finally coming up to stand next to her. he sighs, putting a hand on top of her head. “and i know it sucks.”

she shakes her head. “no, you don’t. we’re different; our problems are different.”

“the way they used to hate me, and things they say about you are different, yes,” sebastian nods in a low voice, his thumb now tracing circles on her head. “but you still can prove them wrong. you just started driving in formula 1 — you’ll have way more chances to shut them all up.”

“i could’ve already. if i just controlled the car a little better.”

“it’s okay.” he slides himself onto the examination bed, sitting next to her. he intertwines his fingers and rests his hands on his thigh. “everybody crashes at one point in their career.

“let the media say what they want, but not all that criticise you have been in a race before. nobody on that grid thinks you’re lesser than you are just because of what happened today.”

“you don’t know that.”

sebastian just shakes his head, refusing to elaborate any further. he leans back into the wall as well. “oscar is on the way with some snacks for you.”

crashing out during a race is never easy. years before he decided to retire, tapping and crashing out of a race has always been demoralising. it always feels like the first time when he does.

“i don’t need snacks. i need to go back to 4 hours ago when i was still on track for a podium finish in the first half of my rookie season.”

“with your talent, i can assure you that this will not be your only opportunity in formula 1. i will make sure of it, of course. wherever i go, you go.”

the door creaks open, cutting her off before she can throw an answer back as sebastian. “i’ve got your favourite snacks. i also stole a couple of twix bars from your backpack, i hope you don’t mind.”

“well, why’d you take them and still tell me about it knowing i wouldn’t even have given it to you in the first place?” she reaches for the nearest object next to her, yanking it towards oscar by the door. 

“because it was calling my name,” he shrugs, pushing the door fully open to reveal who he’s strung along to the medical centre. 

“i took a packet of haribo,” logan shrugs as he steps in. he flinches when she clenches her fist, scrambling to pull something out of his paper bag. “but i got you a can of sprite to make up for it! don’t be mad!”

her gaze softens when she notices lewis hamilton standing behind her friends, a paper bag hanging on his fingers as he grins at her. 

“how are you, sweetie?” his voice is empathetic and low, giving her a look that she’d seen from everyone she’s passed on her way here. 

she sees lewis and sebastian exchange glances, almost making her roll her eyes again. 

she doesn’t talk to lewis that often, but he has addressed her before when she would trail behind sebastian on the track. she would often greet him softly as she hid behind her mentor, or simply excuse herself when she sees either oscar or logan passing by. 

he’s a role model and the last thing she ever wanted to do was be too overbearing. to see him come to her aid is only a dream come true. 

“i hope you don’t beat yourself up because of that. you drove a brilliant race today,” he smiles. “everybody crashes out. don’t even care what others have to say about you. you did well.”

lewis understands being cast out as a minority. he will never understand the struggles and pressure put on her, but he can at least relate to a certain extent. “don’t even sweat it. you’re now one of the world’s greatest in a fast race car. you’d smoke anybody who would dare challenge you.”

oscar tilts his head. “why would someone random just challenge her out on the street?”

“oscar, shut up,” logan shoves the australian slightly, landing a warning smack on his shoulder after. “let her have her moment.”

lewis laughs but does wave oscar off as he returns his attention to her. “what they say will string, but trust me, this is not the end of the world. i know it feels like it.”

she nods to herself. “okay, hand me the snacks so i can eat away all my pain. i deserve it.”

taglist: @wcnorris @treehouse-mouse @laura-naruto-fan1998 @mindless-rock

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<< @just-a-mer hey look! /silly >>

exchanging headcanons and AUs with friends like

[hyunjins-orange-slice-too]

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩

pairing: slightly subby chan x gn reader (it’s not daddy!chan? ooooh who is she?)

genre: smut

warnings: oral (m.receiving), semi public, reader is called baby, unedited

an: what is this? idk. i just wrote it, right now, in like 10 minutes. needed to get the thoughts out of my head. did it help? no. ngl, lowkey inspired by this second pic. no i will not be explaining further.

masterlist • kofi

‼ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ⚠︎ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ‼ adults only • mdni ‼ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ⚠︎ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ‼

“baby, what’re you—“

he was shocked as you knelt before him, hurriedly unbuttoning his pants, pulling them down his thighs. you palmed him through his underwear, excited.

“baby there are people in the next room over.” he warned. “the guys.. these walls are thin.”

you didn’t care. let the guys hear you. all you were concerned with at this point, was having him in your mouth.

“we really can’t—“ he tried to reason with you, but his words were cut short as you pressed your lips to his clothed erection. you kissed and licked and ran your teeth along his covered shaft. you needed him so bad you lost sense of yourself and just started nuzzling your face into the fabric.

you were drooling, his underwear practically soaked through. “baby.. please—“ he whispered. and you weren’t sure if he was begging you to stop, or begging you to keep going. you looked up at him and his worried expression kept flashing between you kneeling between his knees and the door. he knew this was wrong. knew that you both could get caught. but he was losing his rational thinking the more you rubbed against him.

you hooked your fingers around the elastic of his boxers and pulled. the material slid down his thighs and his cock sprang free. you wasted no time and immediately attached your lips to his length, your tongue caressing the large vein that ran from his balls to his tip.

you took him in your hand, holding him next to your face and planting little kisses up and down. “you.. want me to stop?” you asked.

chris’ knuckles were white as he clung to the arms of the chair. “we- we could get caught.” he said, breathless.

you slowly took his tip in between your lips, gently sliding your tongue through his slit. “but i want to suck you soo bad..” you said, giving him your best doe eyes and soft voice. “can i suck your cock? please?”

you stroked him lightly, turning your attention to his balls, softly sucking one into your mouth. his head fell back, his mouth open. “fuck—“ his voice cracked. “o—okay.”

you flattened your tongue against the underside of his cock and slowly licked a stripe from base to tip. once at the top, you took all of him into your mouth, gagging around his length. he could feel your breath against the small hairs at the base of his cock, could feel your throat contracting around his tip, could feel your spit dripping down his balls. his hands twitched, wanting so bad to be tangled in your hair, pushing you further down, forcing you take more of him.

your hands gripped his bare thighs as you worked him, making a mess of the fabric of his desk chair underneath.

“baby..” he whined. “baby.. fuck.”

his left hand balled into a fist, banging against the arm rest, trying his best to contain himself. he needed to be quiet. but all he wanted to do was moan and cry and whimper for you. wanted to tell you how good you were making him feel. but all he said was, “gonna- gonna cum.” his voice was high pitch and breathy, the sound almost watery as he held back tears of pleasure.

your hands found their way under his shirt, your fingertips toying with the ridges of hard muscle. gripping his abdominals, you took his cock as far as you could down your throat.

with a broken whimper of your name, he released down your throat and you swallowed every drop greedily. you made sure not to miss a single bit, even licking your lips afterwards.

you pulled his underwear back up, along with his pants, securing the button. you stood and attempted to fix his hair from poking up every which way. you kissed his forehead. “alright.” you announced. “back to work. there’s an album to finish.”

he looked at you, dumbfounded. his eyes wide and glassy, almost like a puppy. “but what about you?” he asked, still catching his breath from his orgasm.

“i’m okay, channie.” you kissed him one more time before heading for the door. “helping you get off like that is enough to satiate me.” you smiled at him, opening the door and giving him a little wave as you exited. “i love you. i’ll see you at home.”

the door clicked shut behind you and chan slowly turned to his computer, blinking slowly, trying to get the words to come into focus.

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<< @siren-of-pearls saw the ask you sent, do you want me to make it my alive!au so she does recognize him or no? sgsbfh >>

[hyukalyptus]

nsfw alphabet - hueningkai ! - cw. some mention of spanking (paddles/whips) in k, r, and t.

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex) - biggest snuggle bug. i think he'd be too lazy to rly clean up even, just reaches for a t-shirt off the ground to clean y'all up a bit, then grabs u to snuggle, either spooning u and rubbing ur ass or ur laying on his chest :3

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) - ooooh ykw, i've never thought about what his favorite body part on himself is. probably his chest? i feel like he's pretty proud of his broad chest, and ofc fave body part on u is ur tummy

c = cum (anything to do with cum) - hm..likes stuffing it back inside u after it drips out

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) - rly wants to beg for a devil's threeway but is way too nervous ><

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) - ykw. i'd say average..? like he's had a few partners, maybe one or two one night stands, but definitely not a ~player~ he knows what he's doin!! very very good at making u feel good. i feel like he's the kind that's hyper aware of what the other person is feeling and is always trying to prioritize them.

f = favorite position - missionary (the jiggle)

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) - oh my god i think he's so fun during sex! i think he doesn't take it too seriously, but still understands the intimacy of it. like he does not get held up by the little things. likes trying new things and giggling at things with u during sex. ugh. so hot.

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) - i genuinely think he's a pretty hairy guy and keeps it that way.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) - full on sweepin ya off ur feet. knows all the right buttons to press to turn u on, knows exactly what to say, knows how to say them, etc.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon) - pillow humper.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks) - feel like he loves spanking ya a lil harder than most, like he loves paddles and whips with feathers, etc., and ice.

l = location (favorite places to do the do) - the bed. or shower for hand stuff.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) - what u wear! loves seeing ur body exposed ofc, but loves when you love what ur wearing, just thinks its such a turn on to have someone comfortable in their own skin and clothes lol

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) - i don't think he loves the "please stop" or "no!!" kinda stuff. like if u say no or stop, he gonna stop. doesn't like messin around with that.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) - loves receiving :p think he's a whiny mess, especially licking his balls OMG. as far as skill.. he's a munch. gets all slow and sensual with it too.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) - somewhere in the middle (with penetration at least), like he's not overly rough, but likes a nice rhythm to it.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) - not his fave. might have one in a dressing room backstage to get hyped up but that's about it.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) - yes! i think he'd definitely be down to experiment. he'd be a lot more wary of any "painful" stuff but since he loves spanking so much, he'll try them, just super super cautious.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) - i'd say he could last a while if he wanted, but gets kinda impatient. can definitely hold it off until u cum first though.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) - has absolutely no problem with them whatsoever, just doesn't have a lot himself. likes paddles and whips like i said, but doesn't have a ton of the other kinds of toys. would definitely use one if u wanted. and maybe he's got a pocket pussy somewhere around here.... but honestly prefers his hand.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease) - not a tease imo.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) - WHINY WHINY WHINY and grunty .

w = wild card (a random headcanon) - LOVES it when u pull his hair. like literally can't even do it in public or he'll moan.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) - longer than average. kinda veiny.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?) - lower than normal ig ? idk i don't have an incredibly high sex drive myself and i see myself a lot in him so maybe that's where im coming from, but probably cums...once every 3 days at least?

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) - love love loves a good nap right after he cums. like i said, just kinda grabs whatever t-shirt or towel he can find to wipe y'all asap to get to cuddling and napping <3

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<< OKAY OKAY AS A POLITES RP BLOG I NEED TO STATE MY THOUGHTS >>

<< in my case, polites is aroace (as i am as well). >>

<< BUT. >>

<< when he knows the receiving end is good with it, this motherfucker is SO FLIRTY. >>

<< so i can't say this is entirely inaccurate. >>

I stand by the idea that out of the trio, Polites would be the most willing to manwhore his way out of trouble. No wonder Jay had to kill him off so soon. There would’ve been no conflict. /silly

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Rivalry 2: Charlie VS Spearette

Charlie: (holding Vaggie's spear while going through Sir Pentious's old stuff) There's gotta be something in here I can use to take some of the shine out of this thing.

Spear: ........

Charlie: Shhhhh! You had your chance! And after that comment you made the other day about how you like to watch us at night, just be happy that I'm just trying to dull you up a little!

-Big Shiny Red Button on a Mechanical Looking Box-

Charlie: Ooooh, what does this button do? (push)

-CLICK!!!-

-Green gas fills the room-

Charlie: *cough-cough!* Oh! Fuck! *hack-cough-wheeze* Air! I need air! (sprints out of the room coughing) Shit! *cough* What the hell was that?

........

Charlie: ......(squeezes her hand and feels something fleshy and supple) What the.... (looks over and sees an hour glass shaped woman with light grey skin, white hair, and black accents standing next to her)

Spearette: (in a voice that's way to sultry to be for a spear) Well, hello, Charlie. Nice to finally be able to actually talk to you. Would you mind letting go of my wrist, dear? Not that I don't appreciate the touch. I'm just more of a full body holdin' type of lady~

Charlie: WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!?!?! (drops the wrist like it's going to bite her)

Vaggie: (rushes in) What's going on?! Charlie, are you okaaaaaaaaay....

Charlie: (glances from Vaggie to the spear woman before using her own body to cover the lady next to her) Vaggie, don't look! It's a succubus!

Spearette: Rude, very rude. Is that any way to talk to the woman who helped save your asses in the war against heaven?

Vaggie: (tries to summon up her spear only for the woman to transport to her side) WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!

Spearette: (engulfs Vaggie in a full body hug) Ah~ This is so much better! I've wanted to do this for ages!

Demon Charlie: (explodes in a whirlwind of fire) GET. YOUR. FILTHY. HANDS. OFF. MY. FUCKING. GIRLFRIEND!!!!

[semisolidmind]

What about a Bad End! Journey Wukong and *also* Yandere Macaque? Reader is having trouble enough trying to tame one yandere monkey warlord and then here comes Macaque who also decides haha nice human go brr

ooooh i do like this

(it's happening in the version of the au where wukong has the cuffs on his wrists and ankles that throw him to the ground whenever reader says the spell, but with macaque (who's still on wukongs side in this iteration) tagging along. like, this is happening after they were both keeping her on the mountain after their time with her as her little monkey companions. now reader has two rabid monkeys to deal with.)

when the bodhisattva summons reader (and by extension her two "husbands") to aid in the holy monks quest, both monkeys are given magic restraints (wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, a circlet) and told to protect the humans on the journey. the bodhisattva does this because she knows the monkeys won't allow reader to go anywhere without them, and the temptation of an easy immortality boost would be too much for them to leave the monk alive.

not only do the two mystic monkeys practically one-shot every enemy they come across without much help from the other pilgrims, they really only care about protecting their wife. were it not for reader's "request" that they help him, the boys wouldn't give a shit about the monk (aside from making fun of him/threatening to eat him/the awful headaches the stupid circlets give them). reader has to act as the intermediary with all the different people they have to save, too, or else the monkeys wouldn't be bothered to help.

on that note, the monkey warlords don't really interact with the other pilgrims very much, and they try to keep reader from doing so too at the start. the boys don't care about these other demons; they kinda just make fun of them for being bad at their jobs. the other pilgrims become friends with reader, but in that regard the two warlords keep to themselves.

oddly enough but maybe not that surprisingly, reader doesn't use the throw-down spell on macaque nearly as often as she does on wukong. mac learned early on that pushing readers buttons whilst bound by the restraining cuffs is a bad idea. he isn't as annoying as wukong is, and knows how to play his cards to get reader to give him some affection occasionally (without threats against the safety of every town they come across). and if you think he doesn't get at least a little smug about that fact, you're overestimating him.

wukong and macaque spend their downtime hunting, lazing around, or invading reader's space. they like to make fun of the pilgrims when they're in earshot, knowing that the other demons can't do anything in retaliation. they're completely unconcerned with the journey as a whole; redemption and enlightenment who?

and what's fifteen years to a couple of immortal monkeys, anyways? after this boring escort mission, they'll be back on flower fruit mountain in no time at all. at least they've got their cute lil wifey to keep them entertained :)

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@thrpr0phetuseek

Just two dudes chilling in the underworld...stalking ppl

Greet the world with open arms? More like Open fist season, Greet these hands bro

[notavampire-carenthusiast]

"What's this button do-??"

"Ooooh- okay- it does that-!"

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name: Luca

age: 10

height: 3'10

song association: wichitalk - Pigeon Pit (specifically the line "do the dead grow older too? As much as I liked being 10 years old, I'd like to think they do"

pronouns: he/it/ze

likes: cars, robots, skateboarding, vintage games, drums/guitar, night, city, stars

dislikes: doctors, blood, his bio family, confusing technology, things being too bright/too loud, hurting people

Extras: A vampire that was turned medically rather than traditionally, transman, has hallucinations/dissociative episodes about his life, can't remember much about his life, short for his age due to malnourishment, will avoid eating until he passes out or loses control of itself

backstory:

- from a poor family

- abusive dad

- transphobic family

- very often snuck out to escape

- did not do well in school

- died in early 2010's/late 2000's

- died while running away/sneaking out

- was found by a laboratory and turned into a vampire

- was poked and prodded in order to research vampires

- being turned so young has adverse affects on his mental development- never developed past 10

- his memories are fuzzy and scattered until he escaped the facility

mod stuff under cut

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- mod is an adult ( @fromtheberrybush )

- no nsfw

- mods pronouns are he/fae

- no homophobia, transphobia, racism etc

uhhh tags???

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[missamyrisa2]

Miss Amy can you tickle me until I admit that I’m cute ?

Whatttttt are you actuallyyyy implying you aren't a cute lil giggler? Noooo you're notttt an adorable fluffyy gigglebug who wants all this special teasyyyy attention? Oooh goodnesss myyyy goodnesss we have such a stubborn cutie here don't weee? You know what we do to stubborn ticklebugs don't youuuu? You know what happens to defiant sweetiepies who don't accept that they're adorable and lovely and amazingly cuuuuute? They get tickled darling, they get tickled. Oooh yess. I know you loooove thisss I knowww ~ you don't wanna sayyyy please tickle me ticklemama because I'm ever so cute and ticklish? No? Oooh don't worry. I'll get you to say it. You will say it. Uh-huhhh yes you willlll ~ you're cute and you know it and that's why you have this ticklish tummyyyy tum yes you do.

Mmmhmm you just relax. Nope, nope you put these arms here babydoll or I will tie them with my scarves and then you'll reallyyyy get some pitttie tickles toooo. Just keep them there while ticklemama kisses your tummy and tickles these sides mmhmm. Yesss your sides. Niiiiice ticklish soft sides here. Oooh ticklish tummy ticklish ticklish tummyyyy! Muuuuahh. Are you cute yet? Nooo? I know, I know you wanna be allll tough and non-crumblyyyy yes, my beautiful non-crumbler tough cookie you're gonna stay all uncute up there while I buzzzzzzz your navel with my liiiips huh. And rub these sides? With my thumbsss? Are you ticklish heree? Ticklish right on your lower bellyyyy? Does that tickle? My nails right here on your waist? Good thing you're not cute and giggling otherwise I'd need to hold you down and nibble every one of these ribbies~

Oooh why yes that's exactly what I'm doing. Because guess what, silly? You're cute. You may not wanna say it ~ and you may not be able to say it much when I'm done with ya, but you are adorable and soooo cute like this. Now, now. What did I say about those army arms? Tsk tsk tsk. My defiant cuteness. You're getting the scarves now. Mmhmm. Nice and soft and cute and snug and secure scarves to keep you alllll secure to my fluffy bed. Now, if you would juuuuust cooperate with me. Ahh yes, wrap the purple one hereeeee and the pink one hereeee and there we gooooo~ you can pull and struggle alll you like now darling darling darling. This is gonnnna tickle tickle tickle!

Ah yes, these armpits. Niiiiice ticklish armpits. We'll rubbbb and massage and yes, gotta massage the armpitsssss until you melt and can't think straight mmhmm. Rubbyyy rubby hereee with this thumb and rubby rubby on that pit with this thumbbbb ~ and ooooh getting so pink are we? Let's just kissy kissyyyy those pitties tooooo~ and mmhmm, yes I ammmmm tying my hair up. You're so cuuute and adorable and ticklish here that you're getting an Amy special, that's riiight you get my natural tickle tool now. We're gonna use my niiice soft ponytail tip and brushy brushyyyy these pitssss and your neeeeck and collar and ooh yes, those chest buttons! Tickle tickle tickle. Why, you don't even need to admit it darling, you simply ARE cuuuute! Yes you can shake your head all you like. You won't stop being cuuute no and you won't stop being ticklish when I take my ponytail to these ticklish ticklish niiiiippplessss~ noooo~

Awwww there there cutie pieee my cute cute darling darling. You just giggle and gasp it out. And me? Why, I think I'll just mmhm take this here and move your head to one siiiide because I seeee a ticklish blushing neck all pinky blushyyy from my teasing and I'm just gonna kissyy kiss you here until you melt to absolute nothing for me~ and then my beautiful angel, I have a little supple paintbrush with your name on it and I've just been mapping out quite the canvas for myself ~ I think if you won't say ittttt we're just gonna have to paint 'cute' allll over this wiggly ticklish body oh yes we will. I'll sketch those looping letters on your tummyyy and tiny ones on your hipssss and over your riiibsss in cursive over and over and around your chest buttons and even in your armpittties tooooo and two sets of biiiig block letters on your solessss mhmmmm~ cuuute pink letters telling the world just how cute you are~! <3

[op3n-arms]

<< @eury-the-cow-man @just-a-mer canon. /silly >>

Perhaps… the gang? (Ody Poli and eury)

The whole crew is here btw one of them dared

( @nimbusthewinion not what you want but get this instead of smut 🤭)

[smilesrobotlover]

what are your headcannons about the links (four sword) relationships with one another? (Platonically)

Ooooh this is a fun question!

Green and Blue have a hard time getting along with each other, as in they butt heads a lot. They’re both the most aggressive, and are the bigger fighters. But they can put aside their differences when it matters and work really well together. Blue won’t admit it, but Green is a much better leader than he is, and he does respect his good decision making (tho Green is a tad impulsive). Generally they work really well but don’t get along well lol.

Red looks up to Green a lot and Green stands up for him whenever. Tho they’re the same age, they have a big brother-little brother dynamic. Red feels comfortable around Green, and Green looks out for Red. Very cute :)

Green and Vio work pretty well together, and Vio is always Green’s voice of reason. If Green is losing himself, Vio pulls him back. If Vio is trying to go out on his own, Green pulls him back to the group. They complement each other well and are homies :) their whole situation in the manga helped them grow closer and more understanding of each other.

I’m trying to figure out what Green thinks of Shadow. I think he pities him the most, feeling bad that he felt lonely so much so he’d act out. He’s trying to be there for the poor guy and show him love.

Blue pretends that he hates Red but he has a soft spot for him. He recognizes that Red has a lot to offer seeing how he saved his life several times, so he respects his skill. But he won’t admit it and does find his child-like wonder a little annoying at times. But they do get into fights a lot cuz Red sure does know how to push his buttons.

Blue and Vio don’t really fight but they’re not super close either. They’re just too different. Vio is more mellow and fights more with his head, and he prefers to read, while Blue is hot headed and fights with his fist, prefers to spar and do things for fighting. Blue is also a neat freak while Vio lives in his own filth lol. They’re just too different to be super close. They’re still brothers tho, not strangers. But yeah.

Blue resents Shadow, but he’ll never say it. Shadow caused a lot of issues and is the reason a lot of his problems happened in the first place. Especially when some bad things happen, he blames the others and Shadow for everything. Silly Blue

Vio wasn’t expecting it, but he and Red have a lot of similarities. Both he and Red don’t really want to be knights anymore and so they have a sense of understanding between each other. Overall homies. Vio actually talks to Leon about the knight thing since Red was terrified to do it.

Vio felt very guilty over everything that happened with Shadow, because he realized how hurt Shadow was. And instead of helping him, he felt he pushed him away. So he’s trying to make up for it. Shadow seems to understand him the most out of everyone after all.

And Red wants to be friends with Shadow and is open to him being apart of their family.

And Shadow is trying to distance himself from the others cuz he doesn’t feel right being accepted so easily, but the colors won’t let him do it and he’s secretly grateful for it. He loves them.