#poor little meow meow? what atrocities did he commit? taking care of a child?

[levbolton]

he’s so important

[kachimera]

Leon, Mathias, Sara, Hector, Isaac and Dracula for the bingo <3

(@viralvava also asked me for Mathias ) *cracks knuckles*

Leon: no bingo :)

Listen he's not a bad dude, just a little insane and messed up by circumstances  (see next character) (also ppl pls remember he's a darn knight he has a body count let him be mean). Questioning on the ruthless bc while he is ready to do what's right no matter what and bc he's to be feared when he's pissed he's still a good hearted guy who will try to help others he aint in it for misery, and on family dinamics bc i dont think it's very healthy to be an orphan.

Mathias: double bingo :D

YES THIS IS THE MAN I WAS THINKING OF. MY POOR LITTLE MEOW MEOW. Why are you so fucked up. Why can you control others emotions but not your own. Why do you make your problems everyone else's problems so disasterously. I wanna dissect him and see how a person can end up like this. Also getting pissed off at god for stuff is a mood so interesting in a messed up way. And im sure his alchemist family inheritance played on this disaster too. They had to inhale mercury at some point at least.

Sara: no bingo

BEST GIRL. My bby. In life she was someone sweet and good, maybe with some issues like ppl pleasing or insecurity and frustrated over ppl taking advantage of her generosity (a mood), but overall good mental health. And then circumstances happened (see character above). She gets kidnapped, dies at the hands of her own fianceé after begging him to do it, is turned into a weapon, murder ,  learn how they've been betrayed, more murder, see Leon pass away, take care of the belmonts for generations, plenty of murder, finally kill the bastard responsible for it all, m u r d e r, kill said bastard multiple times, deal with some of her kids getting possessed. All that mixed up with general vampire madness and the sheer frustration of getting fucked over so unfairly and damm you end up messed up. She's the well meaning but deeply hurtful matriarch of the clan now. Don't let me rant abt her or i wont stop help-

Hector: bingo! (Kinda)

He's a fun guy to think abt bc, he was born "cursed", is hated or used by others and his destiny kept dragging him around. (For example, did he really have much choice in moving into Drac's castle when he was a hated child that would have been burned by fellow humans?) But he isn't an innocent little baby, he becomes powerful and prideful and commits atrocities- so, how much of his bad parts are his and how many are from him? At least until he, wether for pride or regret, decides to make a choice of his own to leave the castle and finally makes peace with humans and gets a pretty wife. And when someone (see character below) ruins his peace and his dark fate tries to drag him down again, he realizes this and overcomes it. Idk i had a point i swear. Anyways he hot

Isaac: Double bingo! (Kinda)

Problematic badass pathetic hoe 10/10. Like Hector he has a terrible fate but he instead clutches onto it and makes it his purpose. God rejected him so he finds a god in Dracula, humans were cruel to him so he makes cruelty his method. He lost Hector and then everything so he makes Hector lose everything. He's always on this fine line of being wronged and wronging others, he never fully gets what he wants, he keeps spiraling down and down and its 👌

Dracula Triple bingo combo! (Kinda but shhhh)

Ah yes the previous asshole but rip and rotten. He's had time to soak in his dark powers, turn Death from his ally into his husband confidant, assimilate vampire madness to compliment his neurosis and just become a proper bastard. And then Lisa appears and he feels love again, remembers his humanity, and has his own son (all of this with some general fucked up-ness but he legit cares). And then he sees her die at the hands of humans and just loses it. Any grip he had over the powers of chaos is just gone, he lets himself fully fall into madness and makes his suffering everyone else's suffering (like before but amplified to a thousand ) and through this he loses his son, his generals, and with each ressurection, himself. To resume: Utter fucking nuclear disaster that learned n o t h i n g and will learn n o t h i n g (until Soma).

[mafiabosstsuna]

Can I get xanxus and hibari (separate) and their sweet gentle pregnant wife spending quality time together

Xanxus:Xanxus isn’t sure how they wound up together, but somehow it works. She keeps him grounded in ways he never expected. It’s ridiculous, he thinks, that he fell in love with girl who refuses to kill even spiders.Her hands are cupped around the little arachnid as she nudges the door open with her foot, and releases the creature onto the ground.He’d been about to kill it, hand raised to exterminate it quickly, lips tugged down in annoyance-  -And she’d grabbed his hand, frowning at him like he’d been about to commit an atrocity.“Xanxus! Leave the poor thing alone!”He wondered, absently, how someone so soft could be so beautiful. How was it that she didn’t annoy the living daylights out of him, even as she coaxed the worthless bug into her hands, unbothered by its nature.Somehow, she loved even the things that sent others screaming.(Maybe that’s how she fell in love with him, he thinks.)“It’s just a spider,” He scoffs, trailing after her. He’d wondered what she could possibly be doing with the damn thing, but his eyes drifted down to the sway of her full hips, swinging with each step.“That doesn’t mean it deserves to die,” She told him sourly, and bent down. The swell of her belly made it awkward, and before she could lose her precarious sense of balance, he reached for her waist to steady her. “It never did anything to you.”She huffs and turns around, blowing a strand of hair from her eyes.“It was living in my bathroom.”“Maybe you were living in its bathroom!”———-Hibari:Hibari had known about the litter of kittens before she’d even set foot inside the house with them. She’d found them in a damp cardboard box around 2PM, just after lunch at her favorite cafe. The meows had caught her attention, and she only paused to stroke each of their heads before marching home with them, box and all.As if Hibari wouldn’t know his pregnant wife’s whereabouts and activities at all times. And he’d like to blame the acquisition on her pregnancy- hormones, or anticipation of being a mother, maybe- but in the end it didn’t matter.This was just who she was. This was the woman he had married, long before she was carrying their child.She knew he’d never say no to the baker’s dozen of fuzzy bodies, squirming and bumping into each other, eyes barely open. Still, they bumbled across her lap, each of them already vying for her attention. After all, she was their mother, now.He’d never seen her more at home than she was, cradling a kitten in one hand and a bottle in the other, carefully guarding the rest from wandering off the edge of her lap- or what little there was left of it, with a rapidly growing bump taking up more and more room. Still, she seemed to balance the kittens perfectly. She was a natural mother- always nurturing and caring for whatever animal she’d managed to find.He knew she often helped lost children at the grocery store, and stopped by the park to watch them play. Now, she was at ease with a lapful of them, furred as they might be.When he took a seat next to her, scooping a few of her kittens into his own lap, she didn’t so much as startle- simply handed him a bottle.“The one with the speckled nose already ate.” The kitten was nudging Hibari’s bottle greedily, and he gently lifted one of its brothers instead.“You’re in charge of finding them homes, this time.” He tells her as the black ball of fuzz in his hands bats playfully at the nipple instead of latching. “We can’t keep them.”“Fine,” She sighs heavily, like he’s given her a great burden. But there’s a soft smile tugging at her lips as she chooses a new kitten for their turn. “I’ll get rid of the poor, orphaned babies.”Hibari rolls his eyes, and his kitten finally settles down to eat.“Maybe we’ll keep this one,” He concedes as it nips his finger instead of the bottle. “He has more fight than his siblings.”“Why do you get to pick one to keep? That’s not fair!”“I’m not the one who keeps bringing them home, that’s why.” He smirks, satisfied with her pout.“I’m keeping this one.” She proclaims, cradling one of the litter to her breasts as it meows in protest of being separated from its brothers and sisters.

“Why that one?” Hibari does not give her breasts an appreciative glance as he asks, not even if a kitten is the perfect excuse

“Her tail is bent,” She rubs its chin with a delicate finger, eliciting a raspy purr from its little throat. “The other cats will make fun of her. So she needs us to love her.”

Sure enough, the orange tabby’s tail was crooked to the side midway. A small, private smile graced Hibari’s lips- one only his dear wife seemed capable of drawing from him.

“You’re so determined to love the misfits.”

“Well, I love you, don’t I?” He laughs, soft and genuine.

“Are you telling me I have a bent tail?”

“No, but your nose is going to be if you keep making fun of my kitten!”

They spend the afternoon feeding kittens, and he helps her prepare bottles for the rest of the night. When her alarm goes off after another scarce four hours of sleep, she groans and buries her face in her pillow, still asleep.

Hibari smooths the covers over her shoulders and takes a bottle to the chorus of meows awaiting him in the kitchen, and thinks of the child he’ll soon be soothing after a midnight feeding.

For now, his baby sleeps with his wife in their bedroom, safe and sound. Hibari is more than willing to take an extra cup of coffee in the morning if it means they won’t be disturbed.