#striker 🐍

[ask-the-monster-nest-xxx]

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Yakumo stood on the bridge looking out at the water. People came up and down the water on boats, and the snake yokai liked to people watch and observe how they acted if they were in love. He hoped one day he would have that relationship to. It started to rain, and he pulled out his umbrella to cover himself.

[ask-the-monster-nest-xxx]

Olivine gasped as he looked up at Striker. The priest blushed as his head was fuzzy from the drink. But Striker had tried to defend him which was heroic and sweet. "Thank you for taking care of me. I truly appreciate it." He went back to resting his spinning head in his hands leaning on the brief case. "I am sorry if this ruins your plans"

Olivine was trying out the essence guns as he wanted to get better at shooting so he could protect everyone. He didn't realize he was being watched.

Considering his usual surroundings, gun shots were far from surprising to hear for Striker, but there was a certain... quality that made it sound odd, like a singe or burst of liquid after every shot, so he got curious, sneaking over to see some... human he thought with green hair just seemed to be doing target practice, but with guns that seemed magical in nature, and far less discreet then his blessed weapons, so he snuck closer right behind the human, one hand resting on his lasso at his side and squaring up his posture so he was ready to counter if they tried anything "Well's thats one way to make a ruckus for sure"Striker noted matter of factly, one hand on his hip.

[neofox]

I like tol x smol 🤎💙

[helluvahell]

　Give this a click if you wanna see what my muses' genitals look like, ya filthy animals!

[deathshadowed]

@strikers-saloon

A wanderer, yet she didn't exactly mind the...quieter lifestyle. It was different, yes but maybe, not in a bad way. Violence once overfilled her life to the point where the cost only could be paid with her own life along with Villám's. The ring of Wrath gave the somewhat ex bounty hunter a sense of familiarity, the desert heat and atmosphere made her self bestowed exile almost like a never ending trip in the wilderness. Perhaps that what she should've done in life too, travel and survive. Enjoy the untouched land scorched by the sun.

Karma didn't shut society out completely nor she wanted to. The desire to help the less fortunate ever present, although with now less risk. She had no complaints about labor, still she was extremely careful to not damage her hands. She didn't fancy losing her natural talent even if she hasn't utilized it nearly as much as she used to, it gave a pillar of stability and safety.

The ride to the outskirts of the property was quiet, peaceful, settling on a smaller hill. The owner, an older imp has complained about hellhogs eating his crops, but he didn't have space for keeping the intruders. Therefore only one solution to get rid of the problem. Karma received plenty confused looks and warnings about bullets not being able to pierce their shell. But who said she would aim at the covered parts?

Weapon maintenance was a calming routine, paired nicely with the fiery sunset. The hogs will soon emerge after dusk. Villám's snort indicating unease was her warning of an another being near. The bone white haired woman whirled around, rifle ready, her hold firm and a confident finger already on the trigger; aiming right at the approaching...imp? Not quite.

Karma didn't speak, it wasn't her in the position needing explanation, her interest in his words indicated by not firing instinctively. So her old habits haven't really died, it seems.

[ask-the-monster-nest]

Yakumo continues to look at the books in front of him pushing up his glasses and then writing notes down. He had a couple bottles of water nearby plus some finger foods when he needed a snack. "Got to control it... can't let my power out of control any more..." he murmured. He was in a dorm room, thankfully he was alone. Eiden was in a seperate room. Olivine stayed in the teachers quarters.

His sensitive hearing picked up the sound of movement. "Who is there! Did you need to borrow my notes?" He asks

Yakumo was working on school work in his room and it was getting late. He wondered how Striker was doing and wished he could have come with him. But he had to learn to control his magic to protect his family. He didn't know how ever his husband had snuck into the school.

It was hard to find out where his precious black beauty was but with some help, he finally found the school. Striker was stealthy but he was seeing it was pretty late for him to look for his husband. However, he did get a glance in the classroom to see him! His black imp tail swaying as he purrs seeing how precious his husband was. He moves to find a way inside quietly to surprise him.

[infernal-general]

"I'mah go into the basement with snacks!"

Referring to

“It's all perfect but the snacks are much enjoyable on my leather couch!”

[myplushheart]

living in our own little world while the fandom kills its neighbors

[infernal-general]

@strikers-saloon @diadxrling

                            i would do whatever it took to protect you 

                            let my hands drip  r e d  to keep you safe, 

                                            keep you smiling bright enough 

                                            to overwhelm the sun, herself

                             so you need never fear the shadows, again

[ask-the-monster-nest-xxx]

"Your not a monster, love. I understand you have been told or heard that many times but your a decedent of a powerful bloodline. I know your not a monster like others say but someone with a gentle heart and a loving one at that. Besides, I know it's true since I fallen for you and love you with all my heart. You deserve to be loved, spoiled, and cared for no matter what. You deserve that." Striker said this but was having their kids by his side who was also worried of their papa.

"You have to understand and know you have to love yourself as you are. Others shouldn't try to bring you down in that self hate but bring yourself up to shower yourself in love."

Yakumo also blushed and played with his sleeves. "I know but I worry about it all the time. I've been known to get unintentionally violent because of the dark snake side.. I don't want to hurt people"

[venomtorn]

And so her headcount ends in a tie, but not bested. She...sort of can live with that.

[blitso]

dynamics !

[deathshadowed]

“You are hopeless.”

[infernal-general]

@strikers-saloon liked

She couldn't remember the last time she was truly happy. The cause of her radiance wasn't the invitation to such grand event -she could care less-, but spending quality time with her love.

Rozália moved with grace, fluidity of a serpent just like her mask indicated, the sanguine velvet fabric of her dress trailing behind her. She knew she should be paying attention to every movement, attendant, every little detail in the background; but not today. Not this time.

“The first dance is yours.”

Her fingers gently brushed over his knuckles, her excitement heightening upon hearing the familiar notes of Whatever Happens.

“Doesn't matter if you aren't a born dancer, I can lead. Grant me this, Desert Rose” she whispered lovingly

[vikkirosko]

hello, I would like a scenario where stolas, fizz and striker with a s/o who covers him with lipstick kisses and then gives him a shy smile

Headcanons Lipstick marks

🦉 Stolas x Reader 🎩

For a long time, you and Stolas haven't had many opportunities to spend time together. However, after he divorced Stella, you had a lot more time that you could spend together and you both tried to make up for the lost time that you could spend together

Quite often, when you were alone, you kissed. He gently hugged you around the waist, and you stroked his cheeks with your palms while you kissed. And on a quiet day that you planned to spend together, you came to his office, but before he could say anything, you kissed him. You kissed his face, and when you pulled away, he saw a shy smile on your lips

You ran away from his office, and Stolas didn't quite realize what it was until he saw his reflection in the window. There were lipstick marks on his face that you left. Now the reason for your innocent smile and the fact that you left so quickly was obvious. This caused him to laugh softly and a warmth in his chest

Stolas came to you quickly, not hiding his own smile and pulling you in for another kiss. The marks of your kisses excited him and he would like to give you as many kisses as you gave him

🐍 Striker x Reader 👢

Striker was often in various places of Hell because of his work, but every time he had no "orders" he returned to you, to your small apartment where you were always glad to see him, where you helped treat his wounds. You have been in a relationship for a long time and Striker knew that he could always come to you, even if he was stained with someone else's blood

Due to the fact that he was often absent, you tried to catch up. You spent a lot of time together, trying to stay in the house, because Striker had a lot of enemies. And he especially liked kissing you. He often kissed you when you were spending time together or when you were going about your business

In the morning, you periodically left to, for example, go to the store or do something for work, although you usually worked from home. And this morning Striker woke up to the feeling of a kiss on the cheek. He opened his eyes a little and saw you and your shy smile. You kissed him on the tip of his nose again and said you'd be back in a couple of hours and left. It was only when he got up and saw his reflection in the bathroom mirror that he understood the reason for your shy smile. There were a lot of lipstick marks on his face that you left before you left

Striker couldn't help but grin at the lipstick marks. When you returned, he managed to wash the lipstick off his face, but that didn't mean he was going to ignore your kisses. He intended to return them to you with interest, especially now that you've returned home

🎪 Fizzarolli x Reader 💟

Fizzarolli loved spending time with you and loved kissing you. His feelings for you were strong and he wasn't shy about showing them to you, to which you responded in kind. You showed your feelings for each other regardless of whether you were alone or in a public place

It's enough when Fizz applied his makeup, he could smear your face with his makeup, laughing and smiling. You also laughed, joking that now you can go on stage together, but one day you decided to respond to him in the same way that he usually did, but for Fizzarolli it was still a surprise

When he washed off his makeup, you hugged him from behind and started kissing his cheeks. Fizzarolli laughed, turning to you and pulling you in for a kiss. You were kissing, and when you pulled away, he saw a shy smile on your face. It was a little unusual, so Fizz looked at his reflection and laughed when he saw the lipstick marks of your lips on his face

Fizzarolli liked to see the marks you left on his skin and he took advantage of the opportunities to leave similar marks on your skin. It seemed to bring you closer together, and although you didn't leave similar marks on each other's faces when you had to go somewhere, it didn't mean that you erased them on other parts of your bodies

[riririnnnn]

I kinda feel a bit stupid to not have realised faster that Aiku's backstory is actually pretty sad.

He was held back by reasons which were completely beyond his control—he wanted to play in a way which none of the adults around him could provide him with. It was like there was no place where he could belong. To be told over and over to do something which is exactly the opposite to what you want is kinda draining, y'know.

He's like Yukimiya, but unlike the model boy, Aiku's dream actually did end—he wanted to be the world's best striker, but he just couldn't become one:

Anybody who has lost a dream knows how gut wrenching the feeling is when you finally realise that maybe you can't just do it anymore, especially when the reasons are something you can't control at all. And it's even more hurtful when all the people around you are showering praises at you for what you are doing when in reality it's the very same thing that is eating up your dream!

And I find it rather ironically bittersweet that he always wished to be a striker and ended up being a defender with a new wish to destroy (the mass produced) strikers—wanting to tear down something that you always yearned to be; sad.

To be honest, what made my heart ache the most was when he said this:

The classic, "What if?" And we all know how much painful this, "What if?" is.

I understand that his statement wasn't said out of jealousy or resentment, it was just a thought, and many of us know how thoughts like these feel like—it tugs on some strings that we have long let go of and the heavy feeling attached to it actually feels weightless and the sadness you were supposed to feel isn't there anymore; kinda empty.

But well, I really like that he is ready to be a guardian if a striker (like he himself used to be) comes forward some day. It's like he is trying to be that someone he never had who he himself needed the most and that he wants to be someone...

The only red flag with green hues🐍💜💚