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ada sonny with an age gap relationship?
i wasn't 100% sure what exactly to do, so i'm just gonna do some headcanons; i hope that's okay !!
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is definitely very, very insecure about the age gap. he worries that he's too old for you, and one day, you're going to realize you want someone closer to your age. it does make him feel better when you reassure him (his love language) that you love him in spite of his age and aren't going anywhere.
he's also always the butt of the joke because of his age. you'll lightly poke fun and call him old when he references something that's before your time, and your friends all refer to him as "grandpa."
you two do not share the same humor. he'll make a joke and die laughing while you're sitting there completely lost (and vice versa).
he claims he's always right because he's "older and wiser" which makes you roll your eyes. he usually is always right, but that's besides the point!
date night is hard to plan because you want to do fun and exciting stuff like party, but he wants to do relaxing and romantic stuff.
you tried to do a cute cooking date once, but he got frustrated because he's such a control freak in the kitchen.
you two argue like an old married couple. looooooots of bickering because he's too mature, and you're very immature.
talks about stuff and asks you to do things that he expects you to know and gets very bitchy when you don't (he's got the sass of a teenage girl)
tries to get you to come to court to see him win at least once, but you find it boring. all the legal jargon and having to sit quietly the whole time makes you want to fall asleep.
finding a show or movie to watch is sooooo difficult because your tastes are so wildly different.
same thing with music. you'll put on a new song you like, and he'll roll his eyes and tell you to put on something actually good (even though half the time he ends up actually liking the song)
he's very worried about what other people will think of your relationship. he loves you and wants to show you off, but he worries that the age gap (completely 100% legal, of course) will rub some people the wrong way.
sometimes, he gets insecure about his grey hairs and wrinkles, but when you tell him how much you love them and how sexy they are, he immediately feels a million times better.
constantly tells you how lucky he is that someone as attractive as you loves an old man like him. he's seriously bewildered why, but he feels so grateful for you. you're everything to him
you make him feel young again, and he loves it.
#🎀#my friend helped me with most of these#everyone say thank you kay#soleil's asks <3#answered !#sol and anon ☀️#i hope you like it#sonny carisi#sonny carisi x reader#sonny carisi headcanons#dominick carisi jr#dominick carisi jr x reader#dominick carisi jr headcanons#law and order special victims unit#law and order svu#svu#l&o svu
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—ketchup breath!!
april 2022, huh... how time flies by...
#self insert#lust!sans#mblue art#LM#morning kisses and ketchup breath#silly guy smh#(m kiss lust art REAL??? /j)#a friend said he'd kiss me with ketchup breath and that is very sanscore tbh#thank you to The Chisp Bag for my changes since last year (2022) haha <3#i wouldn't have thought of kissing Lust Sans as my self (insert) if it weren't for their gentle nudging and support o(-<#although i know the 'kiss' looks hidden- i'm hazukashii abt it hahaha///#guys everytime i look at his face in the 1st panel the urge to kiss him shoots up it is so effective LOL#im so glad i drew this even if it originally stemmed from a silly scenario 😭😭😭💕💕💕#('gog i want lust to look at me like that' ask and you shall receive; past!me. you are now feeling giddy.)
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what does Modrolith and hazard think about the entire celestial family and tsams characters in general? ( I want to find out what they feel about the creator too. )
I haven’t thought of it yet, so thanks for making me do this
Part2
Hazard — (this will mainly also be my own thoughts bc it is my sona) Hazard cares little for the family, they simply just watch form the background. Not really wanting to get involved in the drama. But does have small biases and opinions
Moon - they’re uncomfortable with his personality and sarcasm at times. And confused at his way of thinking. But he’s interesting to watch and fun to see scared,
Sun - admires his will to stay kinda, despite how much has happened.
Earth - she fine, they don’t really have any major opinions on her, but she good in their book
Lunar - his behavior kinda puts them off, but they also understand that he’s been though stuff, but wishes he doesn’t accuse and so quickly (so luckily for his arc right now)
Solar - he means well. And that’s nice in their opinion. He’s fine. Likes his sarcasm and humor
Jack & Dazzle & molten- they think the children are adorable, and very fun to watch. Though pities that their stuck in such drama
Creator - indifferent, though he’s amusingly dumb at times
Monty - they’re uncomfortable with Monty’s personality, but tries not care too much. He’s fun to scare and mess with however
Modrolith — he’s very annoyed by how the family acts and dysfunctional it is at times. He wishes some members were more open and understanding of one another. But knows deep down that not every family is perfect. Like his own
Moon - on the teetering edge of being hated in Mo’s eyes. Sure he means well, but if doesn’t feel like it sometimes and that just annoys him to the core
Sun - he finds Sun very admirable, pleased by how carding Sun is to the children and his desire to protect them. He’d give Sun his blessing of more power to protect the children
Earth - a good women is a terrific queen in his book! Hard working and trying her best to help the family. Deeply wondering if he and her could have a spay day of sorts
Lunar - pities the life Lunar’s been though. But also hates how the family didn’t bother to completely address Lunar’s before
Solar - also admires how he also try’s for Jack. And pities that he had to live with a horrible brother before.
Jack & dazzle & molten- protect at all cost, they are the world. If one being hits hands on then he will personally torture them for eternity.
Creator - kill on site. The man creature does not deserve any title of parent. If he was able, the creator would be buried six feet under of molten lava
Monty - his feelings are surprisingly mixed. He doesn’t trust Monty. But Mo also see that he and Monty have a similar problem with their anger and emotions. And trying to make up for past horrible actions
#this was fun. even if a bit hard#thank you for the ask <3#oc hazard#oc Modrolith#sun and moon show au#ask hch#septicemia moon au#sun and moon show#the sun and moon show#sams moon#moon sams#sun sams#sams sun#lunar tsams#laes lunar#solar tsams#sams solar#earth laes#tsams earth#dazzle sams#dazzle tsams#jack o moon tsams#sams jack o moon#mafs monty
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I'll ask after that secret number 8!
I only remembered secret number 8 because I saw your wip here! I'd started this one based on the same prompt, then lost said prompt and stopped working on it 😅
Instead of a snippet, I'm just dropping it all here - maybe that way I'll feel inspired to finish it?
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It’s a full house for dinner tonight and, really, that should have tipped him off.
Bruce sits at the head of the table, smiling softly as he watches over everyone’s antics. Damian is regaling Dick with everything they saw at the zoo that day (Danny had been so happy to see Delilah the purpleback gorilla again, and her new little additions to the troupe, too!) and how well they are implementing the grant the Wayne Foundation had gifted them. Tim, Steph, Cass, and Duke are all engaged in a thumb-war tournament which Danny has no interest in participating in. It just wouldn’t be fair on them.
Danny loves that look. The one where Bruce’s eyes crinkle when he thinks none of the kids can see him. It oozes love and it makes Danny’s heart, his core, ache.
It’s been a little over a year since Alfred found him on the street and managed to wrangle him back to the manor to stay—even after the whole biting thing when he realised how rich they were.
A little over a year here and Danny’s starting to feel like family.
Starting to feel like he might, just maybe, like to make it official.
“Danny,” Bruce says, drawing everyone’s attention. Danny starts at his name, but Bruce’s voice is warm and calm, and his shoulders lose their tension almost immediately. “Danny, I have something I would like to tell you.”
“Uhhh…” is all Danny can croak out, eyes flicking back and forth between Bruce and the rest of them. Smooth. Looking good, Danny.
Except… they’re all happy. All smiles, all relaxed body language, all radiating calm and love and acceptance. Well, not Damian—his face is as thunderous as it always is—which at least means it’s nothing too out of the ordinary.
“Danny, first of all, I just want to impress upon you that this is in no way something you have to do. You are under no obligation to join us and, no matter what, you shall always be welcome with us in the manor.”
Wait, what? Danny squints at Bruce, trying to parse exactly what he’s saying… Is he—is this them asking to adopt him? Do they want to make it official, too?
It’s been a little over a year and of course Danny has imagined calling Bruce ‘Dad’. Of course he’s imagined being part of the family, of course he wants to make it official!
He can’t help the beaming grin or the bright and bubbling “Yes!” already waiting on his lips. All Bruce has to do is ask, all Danny needs to hear is—
“I’m Batman.”
The smile freezes on Danny’s face.
His lungs stop working, his heart stops working, he stops working, he just—
“And I’m Nightwing,” Dick smiles, breaking the awkward silence.
Danny’s eyes snap to him, and then down to Tim when he admits to being Red Robin. Duke is Signal, Steph is Spoiler. Damian begrudgingly tells him he’s Robin, but Danny can barely hear it over the ringing in his ears.
“I’m Black Bat.” Cass cocks her head, almost looking concerned. It always felt like she understood him the most. Whenever he was feeling low, too in his memories, or stewing after a nightmare, she was always there, ready to card her fingers through his hair and never mention his tears. It makes his heart ache to think of it now. “It’s okay, Danny.”
It’s meant to be reassuring, but how—how can it be okay? How?
Danny’s spent a little over a year with them. A little over a year with Batman.
Batman, who works with the Justice League, who works with…
A little over a year.
Just under 16 months since he escaped.
“Danny? Are you alright?” Bruce asks
Finally, his lungs kickstart and suck in a shuddering breath, only for everyone to drop their smiles.
Didn’t take them long, did it? Now that their ruse is up, there’s no kindness in their eyes, they’re just… cold, calculating. Evaluating.
“Why?” Danny gasps, his fingers tingling, his heart in his throat.
Just under 16 months since he—has he escaped? Or was this just another one of their experiments?
"I... I trusted you, why—" Danny chokes back a sob, gritting his teeth as his shoulders shake. Why? Why would they do this? "I was happy here, with you. I thought... Weren't you happy?"
"Danny..." Bruce is looking at him, eyes narrow and eyebrows pinched, in some cruel facsimile of confused concern and all Danny can think is how much of an actor he is. How well he can play the part of a doting father. How much he made him want that.
"I don't understand, why..."
"I'm sorry we didn't tell you before, I can imagine that it comes as a shock. We shouldn't have lied to you, Danny, but—"
"Stop it!" Danny slams his hands down on the table and pushes himself up on wobbly legs. Even standing, he feels so small. Smaller than Bruce, than all of his adopted siblings. They crowd above him when they all stand, too. "Just stop it! Why are you doing this, why are you still pretending? Stop it!"
It was easier, with Danny's biological parents. The knowledge that they'd do anything to get him on a lab table, to open him up and see what makes him tick, to rip him apart molecule by molecule, had always been there. He knew they hated ghosts. He knew they hated Phantom. He knew they hated him. It was easier because it was something he'd known all his life. When he died, when he became a ghost, he knew what to expect from them. It hurt, of course it did.
But it was easier than this.
"Danny, I'm going to need you to take a deep breath. You're having a panic attack and you need to breathe."
"Breathe?" Danny laughs, the sound harsh and choking, too high pitched in his hysteria. "You're joking, right? Or is this just more of the—the experiment?"
"Danny, please, we don't know what you're talking about, you—"
"You don't know? You're Batman! You work with the Justice League, you work with—" His words choke off as his stomach churns, bile rising in his throat. His whole body itches, screaming at him to leave, he can't go back, he can't, he can't, he can't!
Bruce takes a hesitant step forward and Danny scrambles back, his feet catching on the chair behind him and sending him careening to the floor. Where are the agents? Why aren't they swarming in, ready to apprehend him, strap him back on the table, carve him from the inside out.
"Please, Danny, calm down. We don't—"
Danny stops listening. His back hits the wall and he pulls his knees into his chest, his shoulders dipping down as he begins to sob. His heart throbs inside his throat, too painful to swallow around. Tears fall hot and heavy on his face.
Sure, he could run. He could phase out through the wall and he could be out of Gotham in a couple of hours. He's escaped the GIW once, he can do it again.
But that was before Batman knew who he was. Before he had the World's Greatest Detective on his tail.
Before he...
He really thought this would be different, you know?
He wanted to make it official.
"Why did... Why were you so nice to me? Why did you make me like you? I really—I really liked you. I-I thought we could be a family."
"Danny, we are a—"
"Don't lie to me!" Danny snaps, but the force of his anger leeches all the fight from him, and suddenly all that's left is a bone-weary tiredness. There’s a lump in his throat that hurts. There’s a line down his chest that burns. "I don't care. I don't care anymore, I don't. Just... don't make me go back there. Please."
Is it futile? He thought he knew how the GIW operated by now, the depths that they would go to achieve their results, but this... this was a whole new level of pain that Danny thought he had left behind him in Amity.
"We're not going to make you go anywhere, Danny, you're safe here, I promise."
"Safe? Safe? You must have—" he takes a deep breath, tries to stop the quivering of his voice. It’s all starting to make sense, now. "The reason you're telling me who you are is because you must have told them everything already. I know the Justice League—I know you're working with them, which means the ex-experiment is over now, and they're coming to take me back. And I can't go back."
"Danny—"
"I can’t!” Danny glares at Bruce with all the rage he can, fingernails digging into his skin. “I’m not going back!"
"That's right, you're not going back, Danny. I won't let that happen." Bruce crouches down in front of Danny, his hands open and raised as if he's trying to say he's not a threat. "I don't know who you're talking about, and I'm sorry about that, but I can promise you that you’re not going back there. We will keep you safe."
Danny pulls himself closer, tucks himself further into the wall, eyes flickering all across the room waiting for that tell-tale flash of white as the agents start to swarm.
He should take his chances now and run, he should go, he needs to go!
The rest of them, his brothers and sisters of a little over a year, are spread out, giving him and Bruce some space. The same concern colours all of their faces. Why are they still pretending?
Steph is chewing on her thumb.
Danny liked Steph and her brash confidence, her jokes. She's been promising to paint his nails for months now, they've just never found the time. He was going to go for green and black, or maybe a galaxy theme, depending on what she felt comfortable doing.
He likes them all.
"You were supposed to be my family." His mouth turns down at the corners and his voice shakes like a child. "You were supposed to—why? Why would you—I don't understand why you would make me like you..."
"This isn't an experiment, Danny," Bruce's voice is steady, soothing. "I promise."
"But you work with them and—"
"Who do I work with?"
"The Justice League."
"Yes, I do, but we—"
"And the Justice League works with them. The GIW." Danny trembles with the name, clutching tightly onto his hoodie. "I'm not going back there, Bruce."
Danny doesn't miss Bruce's look over his shoulder, nor Tim's nod in return. Tim turns slightly to the side to hide his movements, but Danny bets he has his phone in his hand, probably letting them know they can take him now. Guess this is it, then. They'll be here soon, and he'll be gone.
"Kill me."
"Danny? What do—"
"If you ever had any kindness for me, if you ever cared, kill me. Please, Bruce. I can't do it again."
"Danny..."
"End me now. Take my core out and break it, please, before they get here."
#dpxdc#dcxdp#dpxdc fanfic#wip game#thanks for the ask <3 and thanks for helping me remember this fic lol#also huge thanks for having the prompt linked because i have S O M A N Y prompt wips that i can't ever post because i've lost the post#didn't really know how to get danny to calm down#that's a lie#i have a few ideas of where this can go but no motivation for it - not against all the other wips#i'll keep at it and ig post to ao3 should it actually start looking alright#¯\_(ツ)_/¯#dudes did u kno u can pin shit to your clipboard on desktop because i fucking love that#also if you use the windows key + . there's like emojis and shit#(((φ(◎ロ◎;)φ)))#<- and kaomoji too!!!!!#anyway that's been fun facts and fanfic with me. ur welcome#oh shit my writing tag#hailsatanacrab🦀🦀writes#at some point 'oh shit my writing tag' will just become my writing tag#anyway thank you again for the ask#good night everyone!!!!!
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Ari what do you think Suguru would do if Satoru made his s/o cry?
it’s by accident of course Satoru went overboard with his teasing he didn’t mean to make you cry. Would Suguru get mad at Satoru?
🙏 pray for satoru everyone he’s getting his ass beat
anon i think mad is an understatement LMAO …. suguru will not hesitate to slap this man . i think he truly does go full mother wolf mode when someone makes you sad and even if it’s satoru (and suguru knows he meant no harm) he’s still going to see red for a moment. satoru is getting bonked and forced to apologize profusely, you’re getting your tears wiped away one by one <3 he’s like a parent breaking up a playfight. also satoru is on thin ice for like a week
#wait did i misinterpret this#maybe you meant satoru making his own s/o cry …….#sugu is like 100x more protective over his baby but satoru’s still getting reprimanded i fear#:3 thank you for the question !!#ask tag ✩
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Hey!!! How are you? God I just saw your game and I loved it too much, your drawing style is so warm to me and mychael makes me a pretty cute character <3
My question is, is there any type of clothing that mychael likes to see on MC? [Skirts, pants, baggy sweaters, etc] The question is a bit silly but if I don't get rid of this doubt I won't sleep today haha
I'd imagine he'd like clothes on MC that are more earth-toned perhaps, greens and browns that remind him of his forest and such. :-) Loose clothes are a bonus too cuz it makes you look comfy around him!
#mushroom oasis vn#mychael ask#i think he'd be a fan of animal-themed clothes too#pawprint socks or a fox cap or a rabbit hoodie#sth like that#and thank you so much!!! <3#this ask has been in my inbox for SO long i already made an official MC design im so sorry o<<
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snap's uber cringe vampire cherik rambling !!!!!! read at your own risk of charles/erik origins But If They Were Vampires and more !!!!
very simple makeshift vampire age map for the sake of understanding this vague timeline i have (hint: just multiply by ten) this is all subject to change because time is mean and im indecisive
infancy - 0 - 40
childhood - 50 - 120 years
adolescence - 130 - 170 years
emerging adulthood - 180 - 240 years
older adulthood - +250 years
elderly - +700 years
about dhampirs: they're not immortal like vampires, they just have a (much) longer life expectancy than humans (they really are just like 'weaker' vampires in this, only possessing half of their strengths and weaknesses)
'what's our time period' EXCELLENT question brother.
jk i think the main events will be set victorian-edwardian period (1850's-1910's) but charles and erik are at least a couple centuries old- probably born amidst the late 1500's (1580's-90's more specifically), maybe meet during the 1800's
charles' profile
charles heralds from a wealthy vampire family whos had their influence in england for centuries (maybe established roots during the 5th century), the general public none the wiser to their vampirism. at most there's rumors, but the family's charismatic enough to keep the murmurs at bay
brian is like. a little less evil to charles in this timeline. most of their time together being brian teaching charles how to run the family's business and whatever else vampires do to balance the life of a vampire and a human. at most, brian emotionally neglects charles as he stays vigilant in ensuring the xavier family can prosper for centuries. sharon xavier would be the one to instill all that is good and human in charles despite her own vampirism (most likely turned by brian before they had charles)
brian xavier is murdered by human kurt marko once the latter figures out his vampirism right before europe's widespread vampire hysteria (so maybe late 1600's)- not for any heroic purposes but so he can steal the xavier family's wealth of course.
he holds the xavier's vampiric origins over them until his eventual death (maybe early 1700's).
considering the idea charles' accidentally summons a pack of wolves to the house during a heated moment and they tear him apart- maybe kurt tries to protect cain and charles idk. charles wouldn't realize he caused this until much later while learning about his vampirism, BUT im still chewing on this so don't take this as 100% canon to this au.....
kurt never discloses the true nature of the xaviers to cain while he's alive, but as the boys grow older cain figures it out for himself and decides to dedicate his life to hunting down charles- how much of it is to rid the world of one less vampire or to vent the unhappiness he experienced growing up in the xavier household onto his brother is unclear
while kurt was alive, he experiments on charles in an attempt to understand his vampirism in an attempt to achieve eternal life without the drawbacks of vampirism. but i mean how good can your science be: evidently he fails vjELKJALKJ
as an adult, charles is curious about his own vampirism as he attempts to live amongst humans and perhaps help them (maybe not give them eternal life but at least how to extend life). he doesn't seek to 'cure' himself, only figure out how his biology works to live comfortably and safely: after all, there must be a reason as to why he was born this way, he reasons
he pursues a life of medicine to do this and along the way meets moira mctaggart (around late 1700's/early-1800's), a scientist working closely with the occult and isolated from general society. after some time, he reveals he's a vampire to her and they effectively become partners to further understand vampirism (but not romantic partners)
most of their work concerns why vampires 'need blood' and how to find a suitable substitute ('surely it's not blood itself that satiates vampires but a property within it?'), but they also look to find out why vampires can be weak in the sunlight and why they appear immortal (aka: they're purely scientific in their approach to the vampire phenomena instead of thinking it's magical, charles reasoning that vampires are just humans with a type of evolved biology. time will tell if he's right or wrong in this approach, and brother he has plenty of time)
erik's/max's profile
compared to the house of xavier, the house of eisenhardt- while not as wealthy- still maintained some sort of reputation in east prussia. however, the news of their vampirism easier leaks amidst the mid-1700's heightened paranoia of vampires (probably a domino affect of the rumor of Renowned Xaiver Family being one of vampires expanding after kurt's death), and he finds himself to be the only survivor amidst the violence against his family
fleeing further east and with the benefit of his youthful visage despite his real years, max has no problem using his intelligence and experience to find work to support himself and manages life alone until he eventually meets magda (maybe around the same time charles meets moira, 1790's). with her being human, it isn't long until she and max introduce little dhampir anya into the world
he tells magda of his vampiric origins (after all, if they were going to have a baby it'd prob be best to let her know the baby's gonna be part vampire right..), but whether it's disbelief or not fully grasping the implications of such, magda accepts and loves him. max vows never to feed off his wife, mostly feeding off hunted animals to satisfy himself
for a while, max was content to live in relative solitude with his family: he wouldn't bother the humans, and in turn they shouldn't bother him. but soon enough (talking Ten Years Later soon enough), the true nature of max and his family is uncovered in the quaint town they lived in, and history threatens to repeat itself as a growing mob attempts to torch their home. they can't succeed before max makes a bloody example of the mob- a display that frightens magda and has her flee with anya in her arms. that would be the last time max sees his wife and child. he effectively repurposes the site of where he lost his family as a quaint memorial to them and the grounds remain relatively untouched bar his annual visits (the common people more often rumoring it to be cursed as a result)
max would change his name to 'erik lehnsherr' as a way to bury his past and move on with his new, less-human-sympathetic life. uttering his real name weakens his power if not strips them away for some time entirely, so he's greatly secretive to who he tells it to (spoilers: he never tells anyone). he spends most of his time alone in his castle, going out at night to feed off late-night wanderers in nearby cities
as for wanda and pietro, debating on exactly what to do with them and if they're blood related to erik or not. considering having pietro be a dhampir that maintained his superspeed while wanda's still just a witch. not sure what to do about lorna either. at the very least, if they do live with erik, he's greatly protective and overbearing about them (a possible blend of keeping them close to use their might against humans, and not wanting to lose any more of his family)
The Part People Are Here For charles and erik interacting
How Do They Meet wow great questions today !!!
around 1810's, probably during one of erik's Feeding Nights he bumps into charles and attempts to make dinner of him, charles at this point passing far too easily as a regular human. the ensuing encounter/fight eventually leads to charles having to reveal himself also to be a vampire (probably as a result of having to resort to using telepathy to keep erik at bay and thereafter explaining himself)
despite the rocky start, neither can hide the fact they're ecstatic about meeting another vampire and become fast friends. Yknow. After overlooking the Sorry I Tried To Eat You part
so now charles spends his mornings with moira and his humanly duties and at night he sometimes spends time at erik's abode and with his children (if i decide they live with him of course).
moira can't ignore the way charles lights up when talking about erik (and how could she: even if he was candid with her about his experiences, it was an entirely different feeling talking to another vampire who already understood- and perhaps understood better). as such, she doesn't let charles forget erik could potentially be a danger- something charles can't forget if he wanted to (see again: them meeting the first time. still, he chooses to believe in the better parts of erik)
of course charles tries to dissuade erik from seeing humans as purely food or menaces and encourages him to work alongside himself to find more 'ethical' ways to be a vampire, but of course erik is resistant to the idea and at times admonishes charles for his thinking.
Everyone's Favorite Part: The Divorce
for a while- maybe five years- erik isn't aware of moira's existence. but on a night charles neglects to visit him he spots the pair walking to moira's home. following them, he's quick to discover moira's lab and realizes charles has been cooperating with a human this whole time (how much had he told her about erik? how much of their weaknesses did he expose to her? why wouldn't he tell erik about moira sooner if she wouldn't be an issue?)
enraged, erik doesn't wait for an explanation as he barges into the small shack and barks accusations of betrayal at charles. it only gets worse when moira is puzzled that charles didn't tell erik about her when he was more than happy to tell her about erik, only reaffirming erik's suspicions charles was attempting to doom vampires as a whole
what happens next im still up in the air about, but it'll be how charles loses the use of his legs in this universe
scenario a is while erik and charles brawl in moira's shack, she hurls holy water onto erik and disfigures his face. while he's down, she attempts to throw more holy water on him to at least give her and charles more time to escape only for charles to shield him at the final moment. while he's mostly unharmed, his legs get burnt as he pushes erik out of the way and finds he isn't able to regenerate the damaged limbs
scenario b is moira still gets erik with the holy water, however charles drags them out of the shack and tries to break for the nearest town. unfortunately, during their escape erik finds one of moira's silver-tipped crossbows (or something to that affect: still deciding if he should have control over magnetism in this but Details Details) and shoots charles in the spine ultimate style. going off the myth silver is Not Good for all 'unholy' and dead creatures of course, charles' nervous system isn't properly able to regenerate for Above Mentioned Reasons (his body's so 'dead' the antibacterial properties of silver eat away at him). the cruel irony of it all really (or silvery... heh.. metal...)
as a result of being burned by the holy water, erik would wear his helmet more often- at least until he feeds off enough humans to regenerate the damaged tissue (note: only human blood can restore holy-artifact-induced wounds, which means charles won't regain the use of his legs because of his refusal to consume human blood)
either way, once she and charles escape erik and relocate, moira stays with him for some time- at least long enough for charles to get used to his new way of life without his legs and figure out what they should do next, maybe two-three years. eventually, charles and moira agree it might be safer to work apart from each other and effectively split. probably leads to charles moving to america to keep an eye on vampires on the other side of the globe while moira keeps an eye on europe
after the encounter with moira and charles, erik becomes more active and now seeks out other vampires (or humans to turn into vampires), fully intending on converting the world to become a vampire's (and hell why not monsters in general) paradise
Things to iron out
the difference between animal and human blood
Whats the benefit to drinking human blood: is it tastier? More nutritious? Evidently its restorative properties are more potent for vampires than animal blood
Maybe more animal blood is needed to supplement human blood (i.e. one human may need the blood of- say- five pigs or something yk what i mean)
Maybe its possible for a vampire to live off animals only, it’d just be more difficult and they might not be as physically strong as vampires who feed off humans
Would they eventually cave into craving human blood? Is it a conscious effort to Not feed off humans? Curious….
Perhaps moira tests the effects of human vs animal blood on charles, offering blood from her arm both directly from her and extracted first to then drink. He cant argue its wrong if she’s offering for science no…. Its For Science Charles its ok…
Another thing i want to solidify is time period: on one hand i wanna do this modern-ish period but im also thinkin bout the 14th century…. Shrug i still have a lot of finer details In General ill work out with myself. For now it’ll prob remain around 1700’s-1900’s
A final minor thing i wanna work on is erik’s ‘real’ name and his name situation in general, mostly how magda knew him. Maybe changes his name to ‘erik lehnsherr’ after the eisenhardt incident, and goes by ‘magnus’ after magda, her knowing him as ‘erik’ while charles mostly knows him as ‘magnus’. ‘Count magnus’…. Hm…. Dunno if i wanna reintroduce ‘magneto’ into this or not …… ill figure it out at some point …
Perhaps other vampires and dhampirs saying his real name doesn’t negatively affect him and it’s strictly only if humans/non-vampires say it
#long post#cherik#vampire au#man i guess jgLEEJALKEJ#snap chats#ok there thats the vampire au footnotes#see this why i didnt just leave this as a tag ramble For Once i have too many thoughts for that jLVKEJLKJA#sorry i made erik a villain again </3 couldnt be helped...#erik and charles are a little older during their respective Childhood Fucked moments#like i think i have erik closer to being a teenager than a little boy when he loses his family#and charles is closer to teenage years when brian is killed#i thought about including david since i'm including erik's kids but Shrug....#maybe charles meets gaby in america... or maybe he goes back to europe trying to reconcile with erik etc etc..#i COULD have this Again be ultimate style where david is moira's son but i want her and charles to just be friends#or at least. not have a child together vJKELJAEKL#maybe they tried to date at one point but it was just awkward and were like This Aint Gonna Work Out... shrug... we're better as friends...#anyway this was fun to type up if you read any of this thank you... i hope you enjoy my random rambling feel free to ask questions or add o#this is very rough and Blah and just what i thought of while falling asleep last night jveLKLAKJG#i will probably never mention this au again unless you guys bring it up im really bad at aus vjELKJEKAELJ
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hii sorry this is so random but i just saw your yume art with saiki (SO CUTE BTW!!!) where you guys are cuddling and his glasses are next to him so i was thinking like, what if he thinks its too risky to sleep next to someone without wearing his glasses, what if they wake up and make eye contact. will one of you wear like. a sleeping mask. just in case. since youre facing eachother. sorry i just cant get it out of my head you can just ignore this 😭😭😭😭
You. Are as sweet and soft and sugary as fairy floss. You absolutely angel. You beautiful creature. I cannot tell you how much I adORE THIS ASK OH MY GOODNESS THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR WRITING THIS!! FOR THE GIFT OF THESE WORDS I PRESENT TO YOU A LITTLE COMIC BASED ON THIS ADORABLE IDEA
(Also the formatting for this was HELL for some reason?? So if you got a bunch of notifs I'm so sorry </3)
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References are really helpful as artists, don't be afraid to use them!! Just make sure you show where you got the ideas/help from <3
#THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE ASK#LITERALLY SO ADORABLE#Also i think this is the first art related ask ive ever gotten??#dont be afraid to say more!!#anything you say i will tuck into my heart and cherish <3#saiki kusuo#saiki k#saiki k fanart#f/o x s/i#platonic saiki k x s/i#platonic f/o#tdlosk#the disastrous life of saiki k#the disastrous life of saiki k.#god this is a lot of tags
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sparknotes for chapter 9 of as you like it because a very kind commenter asked for a breakdown and if theres one thing im good at it's breaking down
(spoilers for the fic obviously)
tihs chapter gave me so much trouble. i sat on it for so long i literally hated it by the time i posted it but im starting to forgive it now. it was, as ive said, originally way longer, and the next part of the fic was supposed to be the second half of this one... but it was starting to get absurd and i realised that neither part would have the weight i needed them to have if they were lumped in together. (with some relief, honestly, because i kind of had wanted them to be separate initially but didn't think they'd be long enough. i dont know myself very well.) anyway, the next chapter should be a bit of a doozy now although hopefully not SO absurdly long.
this chapter picks up where the previous cliff hung off, which is to say, after the 'shadow' akechi reveals that he's actually just the real ass guy. akechi in the palace what will he do. the chapter doesn't immediately kick off with ren's reaction though and that is because ren is the most repressed man alive and does not know how he feels about it.
so, akechi disguised himself to enter his palace, which is significant for a few reasons:
1. he's disguised as himself
which i think is ironic in a fun way, but it's also just a very basic nod to the fact that akechi pivots between which of his personae is his default. this isn't necessarily super meaningful, but he does later refer to the black mask suit as
a costume, instead of an outfit. i mean, don't read into it too much, he's just talking, but i did think that probably points to how he feels about his appearance generally.
2. more importantly, his disguise involves taking off his mask.
so he's disguised, yes, and he's disguised as himself, yes, but that disguise is a literal unmasking, which is also kind of ironic. in presenting himself this way he has literally and figuratively made himself vulnerable. they're inside his heart, and the entire time he's in the palace, he is exposed... again both literally and figuratively because he also starts sharing more with ren than he ever has. look, i just think it's fun to have a character who has so many layers that he has to lie so hard that he becomes himself again.
i only want to point this out because (this is also part of larger meta about mona lol) akechi knew about the metaverse, but there is no way to intuit the method of stealing hearts without guidance. it's such a specific and involved process. thje most akechi could work out on his own was that if you killed a shadow, that person would have a mental breakdown. no way to guess that if you send a calling card and then go in within the next 24 hours and take a physical manifestation of a thing that you didn't know existed (process) would lead to that person ahving a change of heart (result). so even if akechi had a palace and knew about it, even if he wanted to do something about it, he would have assumed there was nothing he could do about it - i also have no idea what the process would be for sending yourself a calling card, even if he DID know about the process. so basically in this fic akechi found his palace and just assumed that was it. he was like, fucked up lol. anyway
this just straight up isn't true HAHA so i put in the silly little dichotomy of akechi gently taking ren's arm to protect him from slipping on the ice while telling him that he lied about caring about him. i think in this chapter as akechi begins to openly explain more and more of his thought process, this is probably the first truly clear glimpse you get of exactly what akechi's distortion is and how deep it runs.
the things akechi says with total conviction in this chapter are just... not true, not a fair or founded way to view the world (or the art of performance haha), but he says them with total conviction, and hopefully it should show off how unreliable he is as a source of exposition. one commenter asked about this moment of akc's eyes going yellow and if it was somehting that happened in canon - not really, i was just thinking about those little moments in the game after you send a calling card where the game cuts from the person to their shadow to do a little oneliner about their distortion.
akechi's IN his own palace, so i thought it would be fun to kind of make it a physical thing that can happen to him where he sort of merges with his shadow for a brief second in the moments when the distortion is strongest.
OKAY this is one of my favourite bits of the chapter HAHA the deep soda lore. i dont expect anyone to remember all the way back to chapter 3 but:
literally nobody asked about this but i love the phantom thieves!!! i dream of all the little silly moments of being a team that they must have that we don't get to see in gameplay, for obvious reasons of it wouldn't really work in a game, but i can imagine them in my brain. i can imagine their trickshot contests that get their asses kicked. i can imagine them chanting at each other to chug while joker and oracle compete to down an entire bottle of brand neutral mountain dew baja blast. i can dream.
soda lore is gay.
i dont honestly think it's inherently a bad thing necessarily but this part does kind of set up like... you can see akechi very early on in life forming this worldview that the truth isn't always what you want, you know? this was a 'lie' he and his mother both bought into, they both knew what the truth actually was, so it wasn't real dishonesty, but they just had this little fantasy. i just thought it would be fun for akechi to have a way to bond with his mother and feel closer to her, and that way is by buying into this white lie. idk
akechi's mother isn't really a character and i don't want to form her into too much of one because i think it's very much the point that, like... he made this point in an earlier chapter but having lost her at a pretty young age i think it's quite crucial that akechi doesn't really have a fully formed image of who his mother is outside of what she was to him as a child. so i actively don't want her to feel too real or defined. im not interested in making an oc out of her because i think it defeats the purpose. that said, this line exists to maybe gesture very vaguely at the notion that akechi's mother was a very bright person who similarly was stuck in circumstances that didn't serve to foster her real potential. just the image in my mind of a person who's clever enough to get across algebraic notation in chess by flipping through a book in a few minutes, but was never exposed to the opportunity to learn chess until this moment in someone else's house, and also the particular situation of learning this skill WHILE at someone's place as a call girl, i dunno . i hope im treating this with the grace it deserves but i wanted to build just this particular image in vivid colour while also keeping the reality quite blurry and vague, just to give the reader a sense of where akechi came from while still preserving his limited pov.
my thoughts on the phantom thieves' methods (and how they compare to maruki) are definitely too long and involved to put into a post about this fic chapter specifically, but maybe one day. i also wanna stress im not like... strictly anti-phantom thief or anti-heartstealing lol but i do have thoughts about the philsophy of it and the thieves' hypocrisy WHATEVER that's not for this post. i bring this up only to crow about finding a way to bring up the experience machine (ie maruki's reality) in this fic without it being royal compliant and have it be... hoepfully... sufficiently relevant to the plot. wa hoo! the experience machine came up for the first time back in chapter 4 and im just delighted that i finally got to close that loop. by the way, that experiment is also called the lotus eater machine after the lotus eaters in the odyssey! i dunno that it's actively my favourite thought experiment but it's definitely up there and i think about it a lot.
TITLE DROP
i think i spoke once about what 'as you like it' means. it's obviously the name of the shakespeare play from where 'all the world's a stage' comes, but it has a couple more layers to it as well - akechi's palace is a place where he performs to what he believes other people want or need to see from him - so his appearance is as you like it. and his accusation of the thieves' heartstealing methods is that they twist a person's internal reality to suit their vision - that's the meaning he's taking here, claiming that joker is turning akechi into an unfamiliar new thing, as [joker] like[s] it. you get it.
this running joke of ren really hating vents wasn't something i planned but im attached to it now. prayer circle for his knees
ive basically given up on making sense of samerecarm, which is par for the course for any rpg or video game really where reduction to 0hp/revival are mechanics. like, im inclined to think 0hp is more equivalent to unconsciousness, because... well... otherwise it's pretty cold that they left akechi dead in the engine room without even looking for a way around the wall. lol. but one of mona's revival lines is 'being dead isnt easy!' or something like that, so i kind of just give up and assume it's video game logic you'r enot meant to look at too hard lol. the way i reconcile it for my purposes is to say it's a sort of metaverse-exclusive state of being which is not quite dead but sort of in a limbo state wher eyou can be brought back with specific revival magic, which i refer to as being down. that's uhhh, that's different from the battle status of down... which you get after being hit with a crit/technical/weak skill... look, don't think about it. joker in crow's arms.
this is literally meaningless i just wanted to include a cameo of my very favourite persona q2 battle theme.
#rookfic#thank you sunlitpearl on ao3 for asking. all my love forever to everyone who enables me to yap non fucking stop#rookposting#i need to actually have a tag for this fic specifically because i talk about it so much#AYLI#< there#long post#eta i forgot to mention but goro figuring out the stamp thing but continuing to play along anyway#was very very very loosely based on my experience as a kiddo with santa HAHAHA#i was 3 y/o and clocked that 'santa' used the same wrapping paper as my parents. and i thought that was sus.#then i asked mother if santa was real and she went 'do you want the truth' and i was like well never mind. i know NOW.#idiot smartass toddler!! i was so pleased about figuring it out i didnt think about cutting off the present supply.#kept playing along for the fun of it tho although 'santa' started receiving carefully price matched lists from me instead of letters#anyway#tangent from my childhood tales
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clenches fist. finally sucked it up and ordered a new ipad...
#i splurged a tiny bit and got one with... one whole fucking tb of storage#my current one has 64gb#it is due for an update and i literally cannot fucking update it lmao i dont have the space#im running out of things i can delete. i literally have procreate and thats IT i have long ago deleted all other apps for the space#i mean i am still getting. like. a refurbed ipad thats like gen 3 or whatever its certainly not NEW#what am i the queen?#but considering i currently have a gen 1 i could literally get anything and it'd be a hell of an upgrade#i have enough money saved up from comms/patreon/kofi/etc on my paypal that i could literally purchase this w/o touching my bank acct#so like! if you have at any point over the past like six months donated subscribed or commissioned me!!! THANK YOU!!!!!#you have allowed me to afford a new ipad and continue making things ; w ;#and hopefully finally get to try out procreate dreams which i havent been able to touch yet fhrfrhf32fe#I REALLY WANNA TRY TO MAKE AN ANIMATIC FOR YALL.....#i thought abt asking for one for xmas but i dont want to wait and it would be a V expensive gift to ask for and also like#id rather just pick one out myself... than rely on my family picking out smth... so... you know. timing is what it is whatever#XMAS GIFT TO MYSELF#personal#txt posts
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You think AM would get jealous over you interacting with other people?
yes
he strikes me as the kind of computer to find out that you're interacting with someone else and steal you away like this guy from monster house stealing this food:
like "YOU WON'T STOP BEING OBSESSED WITH ME IF U CAN'T TALK TO ANYONE EVER!!!!!!!!!" 🏃♂️🏃♂️🏃♂️🏃♂️🏃♂️
#odi et amo#izzy's blurbs#selfship community#f/o community#thank you for the ask <3#you're the best you're the bestttttt#i have no mouth and i must scream#am ihnmaims#ihnmaims#am i have no mouth and i must scream
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Mini woowoo is so cute aaaaa I feel like his arms could be a little longer so they’re not almost completely hiding in the sleeves (moe sleeves???)
thank you!!! and ahh i considered that or maybe making the sleeves shorter, but it's something i have to think about since any adjustments i make from now will be permanent. for now, pushing up his sleeves is possible, both with the suit jacket and without :]
#asks#thank you for the suggestion! it's definiiitely harder to make adjustments aside from the 3 ones i mentioned in my post#since p/o is already open#but if it's an adjustment that most people want i'll talk to my manu about it :D#miniwoo
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8, Komaegi 👀
Hot damn! I haven't gotten to write a somnophilia fic for Komaegi since Kinktober a few months back.
Let's say that this takes place when Servant, as an Ultimate Despair, is caught by Makoto and awaiting undergoing the NWP. Servant gets more than just a little bit curious about the Ultimate Hope...
Triggers: Somnophilia, non-con, orgasm denial (for himself lol)
Makoto Naegi simply couldn't stay awake forever.
From beyond his cell, Servant watched him closely even though the two had barely exchanged words. It was odd. When he finally had the famed Ultimate Hope within his sights, so close that he could reach between the bars and just brush his suit with his fingertips, Servant couldn't find anything to say. No taunts. No questions. All he could manage were genuine looks of pure curiosity that he showered Makoto in.
Chestnut brown hair, soft, green eyes, a look of sincerity... was that all there was to Ultimate Hope? An appearance so remarkably average? An unavoidable yawn slipped from Makoto's lips in between breaking the silence to check if Servant needed anything while he was imprisoned.
What Makoto was going to do with him, Servant didn't know. Nor did he really care. For all he knew, he was half an hour from his execution at that very moment, but if he could spend his last few moments observing the one who ended Junko Enoshima, then he could consider himself truly blessed.
Makoto's eyes had grown heavy. Perhaps that was Servant's luck. Servant let his chest rest against the bars of the cell, his eyes locking on Makoto as he yawned. It was so hard, so difficult to tear his gaze away on occasion from the other boy. Servant could feel his teeth sink into his bottom lip, the pressure in his mind encouraging him to draw as close as the bars would allow him to. But he had to fiddle with his hands and look away. He had to put Makoto at ease. Whenever Makoto softly yawned or drew a lazy hand through his sharp hair, Servant knew the ploy was working. He was lulling Makoto into a state of beautiful complacency, a position where he could freely be observed.
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"Mhnn..." Makoto pushed his palm against his sleepy eyes, but it did little to prevent his eyes from lowering shut. He wanted to stay awake, to comfort Nagito Komaeda some more if he could. Still, he found him hard to talk to. All he would receive from his fellow Hope's Peak peer were small gestures of praise here and there. Makoto found that off-putting.
And after days of searching out each Ultimate Despair after another, he was so tired. His eyes were unbearably heavy. His fingernails scraped the dirty ground of the warehouse he stored Nagito Komaeda in, trying to prop his head upwards to keep awake.
It was no wonder he ended up like this, refusing to let Byakuya or Kyoko take over for him. It was just like him...
His head drooped backwards against the wall. A hard wall of stone was surprisingly comfortable after a few days of no sleep. His eyes settled down, and the light faded from his vision. Just a little rest... it was alright.
Nagito Komaeda couldn't go anywhere.
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"He really is... so ordinary," Servant breathed, his form shadowing over Makoto's slumbering body.
After Makoto had succumbed to exhaustion, Servant merely stood up and tested the lock on the cell door. Definitely locked. But if he was lucky...
Applying some more weight, the lock shifted with a soft snap from the inner mechanism. Servant groaned, feeling a throb in his hands from shoving the door. It still wasn't open, but he thought it was well worth another try. So, he did. Another full force shove saw the lock snap with another minor clanging noise. His eyes narrowed to see that Makoto did not stir from the noise he made, nor from the door creaking open lightly.
Immediately, Servant sank to the floor and crawled to observe the Ultimate Hope, taking time to stare into his sleeping face. Soft. There was no other word to describe him. Makoto Naegi had the scratches and occasional smears of dirt from travel and hardship, but his face was ultimately unassuming and blissful.
"Hm..." Servant wanted to shudder a bit in delight. Was it perverse? He wasn't sure what he expected, but he could feel the unspoken trust between them already. Makoto didn't fear him. He didn't want to hurt him either or make him suffer for anything he had done. Servant wasn't capable of much, but surely, he had provided some misery to the world through his sheer existence. Makoto didn't care about that. He could tell.
That fave was kind. Beautiful. Hopeful. Servant let the heated gasp slip through his lips. He didn't deserve Makoto's salvation even when it was delivered in such a small and unassuming form. It was perverted to consider him like this, to be above him when the other slept so gently.
And yet, Servant wanted to touch him. To see more and more of his emotions, his skin, his soul. His fingers ghosted Makoto's cheek, stroking down to his neck. He enjoyed that shiver Makoto gave from being touched, the slight beat of his heart that he could experience through his jugular.
"Amazing..." Servant said to himself. He didn't hold his voice back. If Makoto woke up and caught him, he would deserve it. Maybe it would stop him.
His fingers worked Makoto's jacket aside so he could unbutton his shirt one button at a time. He pulled the ends of his shirt away to let Makoto's bare chest breathe, his digits drifting above Makoto's navel. What a smooth and unimpressive chest. The Ultimate Hope really had no distinguishing features from what he thought made an average boy. In some strange way, perhaps that made Makoto more special.
For a moment, Makoto shuddered in his sleep. Servant found his thumb tracing his bare chest, circling around his left nipple until it hardened. "Hmm... I wonder..." He smiled to himself, then dove to kiss the other nipple and take it between his lips.
To his pleasure, Makoto winced in his sleep, then shifted against Servant's clothed body. It was like he wanted to cuddle closer to the one playing with him. Servant couldn't help but let out a small moan in turn. Before Makoto slipped back down against the floor, he pretended for the brief second that they were lovers. He let the nipple slip away, then kissed the other one in turn. He suckled on it greedily, then kissed down Makoto's chest. The Ultimate Hope had not awakened, and it only encouraged him to explore him further.
Small, wet kisses trailed down Makoto's front as Servant's ears filled with those small sighs and groans. Makoto was truly exhausted or surely, he would have woken up.
"Hm... what's this?" Servant asked to himself. His hand pressed to a slight bulge in Makoto's trousers that was stiffening by the moment. "Amazing..." He couldn't help himself. Cupping Makoto's bulge, he stroked his front, trying to urge the boy to let himself feel everything he wanted to in the safety of his dreams.
Makoto obliged him. With another low moan in his throat, his back arched in his sleep. His bottom half nuzzled into Servant's palm, trying to feel the friction he craved.
"It feels good, right? I guess you deserve to feel good."
Servant wouldn't know if he was being honest. He didn't know Makoto Naegi. Truly. No matter how much he wanted to. He didn't deserve to. His own hands had dipped between his trousers to bring out his needy cock. He wondered if he could brush his tip against Makoto's, if they could get off together.
It didn't seem right. He was getting hard for Makoto, reading to peel his pants off and mount him. But he couldn't. Makoto needed to feel good. That's all that mattered, Servant reasoned. Even as the line of precum drooled from his tip, he squatted back down between Makoto's legs.
In seconds, he had Makoto's pants down his legs. Perhaps Servant was just a bit too eager. Dipping beneath his boxers, he found Makoto's half-erect cock stiffening in his hands. He wasted no time in running his fingers carefully along the shaft's veins, paying attention to the bottom side with his thumb. Makoto let out a whimper, his face scrunching up.
Servant grinned again. How... cute. How handsome. How perfect... "It's me. You're actually allowing me to make you feel this way..." How could someone so ordinary make Servant feel this way?
He flushed and drew in a heated breath, diving between Makoto's thighs. He kissed him there, he kissed inside his thighs, then he kissed and lingered on the tip of his cock.
"Naegi..." Servant finally said his name, then he blissfully licked Makoto's tip. The small moan encouraged him to go further, to run his tongue along his length. The salty, unwashed scent filtered through Servant's senses. His fingernails sank into Makoto's thighs and pulled him closer. The salty flavor was easy to adjust to as there wasn't much of it. It was just enough that trickled onto Servant's tongue in the form precum, which he eagerly lapped up like a dutiful mutt. He took Makoto's cock into his cheek, sucking and savoring him, going as far as he could until his nose brushed against Makoto's pubes.
Servant felt low. Dirty. Secretive. His hand reached between his own legs to stroke himself as well. But he stopped just as the pressure built, just as his breathing on Makoto's length became strained. No. He didn't deserve to come. Makoto did. Only Makoto... Servant deserved to dwell in this longing.
He let Makoto's cock travel in his mouth towards the back of his throat and held it there as if to challenge himself. A second later, he pulled back and sputtered, coughing once he released Makoto. Lines of spittle and precum trickled from his lips, but as lewd as it was, he didn't waste time before kissing Makoto's head again. He took him back inside of his mouth and closed his eyes.
With each moment, Makoto's groans were more frequent and louder. So were the pulses in Servant's mouth as the tip neared his throat again. He mentally counted Makoto's orgasm climbing more and more until...
Servant pulled back, quickly replacing his lips with his hands and pumped Makoto's cock until a line of seed shot across Servant's lap. Another small shot hit his inner thighs, trickling down like a web that connected their flesh. Almost like they had come together.
But they hadn't. And they wouldn't. Makoto sighed in his sleep, his groans fading off so gently. Servant smiled, wiping the mess from his thighs. His hand cupped Makoto's cock once again, giving the flaccid shaft a few more pumps until he felt Makoto curl to him once again.
The night was still young, and Makoto was still so tired. What were the odds that Servant could work out all his pain? He closed Makoto's soft thighs around his own cock and gave a desperate thrust between them, his lips parting to release his own torrent of moans.
"I'm sorry, Naegi-kun...I really am so hopeless and greedy... but I'll make sure to care for you until you catch me..."
#danganronpa#danganronpa 2 goodbye despair#danganronpa 3#nagito komaeda#makoto naegi#thanks for the ask!#komaegi#nsft prompts#my ficlets#i hope you like it!#big fan of you AmityElf O///O
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Baptism takes a gay turn now live at-
(NOT CLICKBAIT) GETTING REBAPTIZED TO SHOW MY DEDICATION TO THE FAITH (GONE WRONG (GONE HOMO?))
#ask#hylidoll#priest au#ultimate bore#THANK YOU for the art i cheered i went \o/ YAAAAY#h. hey komaeda you. you should. you should hold him under the water for like . 3 seconds longer than you need to#just because you can :]
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OMG FELLOW TMNT FAN HII
OMIGOSH AYYYYYYY
What’s your favorite iteration? What iteration(s) have you seen? Do you have a favorite turtle? Have you seen rise? AAAHHHHH FELLOW FAN!! :DDDD
#ask#thank you for the ask!! ^^#woahmigosh I’ve gotten a lot of asks today :o#I feel so special <3 /hj#tmnt
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how would stsg react to u asking if they would still love u if u were a worm
satoru tries to be funny about it …… ’i’d worm my way into your heart ;3’ <- something like that . but he answers passionately and instantly . does not bat an eye . tells you that he’d buy you nothing but the finest dirt, the most fool-proof enclosure…… you’d be the most spoiled worm in the world <3333
suguru kind of just . sighs. but it’s a fond sigh!!!! gives you a raise of his brow and an amused smile and just goes ’would i still love you if you were a what now?’… he indulges you though . lets out a chuckle after you pout and says that yes, he’d still love you <3 he thinks you’re a weirdo but you’re his weirdo.
#sugu thinks to himself that you are so so silly#satoru is just like :3 worm s/o …#i do think gojo throws in an unneeded comment tho#’just be careful cuz i might step on you on accident haha’ why would u say that ………#this was cute anon <3 thank you !!#ask tag ✩
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