#that boy has no self preservation instinct

[the-goddess-of-gays]

Jason: Truth or dare? Leo: Truth. Jason: How many hours have you slept this week? Leo: Leo: Dare. Jason: Go to sleep. Leo: Leo: Leo: Never have I ever- Jason: tHaT's NoT tHe GaMe

[coloursofaparadox]

>:[

[symphony-in-a]

And he’s gotta GASP for breath to do it. The DEDICATION to absolutely ripping the phantom to shreds

I think we as a society don't discuss "WHY MAKE HER LIE TO YOU TO SAVE ME?" enough cause like ok Raoul go off king

[yourchocolatenachostudent]

Wait, but what if Daniel was telling the truth and not what Armand wanted to hear? Because that's his look at the end... He was deep in Daniel's head at that moment, digging, wasn't he? What if he saw that this admiration was sincere? After all, despite the fact that Daniel is scared as hell, he is also intrigued, because this boy has no instinct for self-preservation at all. He doesn't think Armand is boring, he thinks he's hot as fuck and that's exactly the trait that makes him so fascinating.

[cavillscurls]

darling, hold out your hand (j.miller)

a daddy next door drabble

Joel reflects on your kiss, the type of man he is, and the type of man he longs to be.

warnings/tags: MDNI. joel pov. follows the events of chapter two. age gap (20s/50s). angst. some fluff. impure thoughts and desires. joel wrestles with his self-loathing, per usual. self-flagellation. religious allusions. sexual frustration. discussions of masturbation (m), but no actual deed. denial (?). no dialogue. word count: 1.1k

two | series masterlist | three

It wasn’t his intention. 

Never his intention.

He has to repeat the mantra to himself over and over in order to seek salvation. Never his intention. And he hopes whatever power in the universe burdens themselves with his thoughts forgives him because he knows. He knows that in every realm of existence, tangible or otherworldly, he is not worthy of redemption. 

He knows this. He never has been. 

He was a goner the moment you stepped foot on his porch. Passing glances through window panes and brief outlines of a silhouette leaving the adjacent home did little to spark his interest. But when you appeared to him in the flesh, sheen with sweat and bearing sweet gifts, he forgot himself briefly. Lost was composure and grace, fervidly replaced by instinct, desire. Infatuation. 

Bad, bad man. 

Something about you, frightening in its clarity, screamed vulnerable, lonely. A voice of fate calling to him, showing up on his very doorstep, and beckoning him to take charge. Not by the means of abusing his power—never, he would never hurt you, never fail you—but he could be whatever you needed him to be. 

Not that you needed him at all. Such confliction. 

Beautiful, and smart, and curious, and the fucking sweetest thing he’d ever laid eyes on. And when you kissed him, a part of him was reborn. It bloomed and swelled and ached in his chest, a caged thing, smothered by his own restriction, looking to be set free. He saw it in your eyes. The same thing he saw when he stared at himself in the mirror. Desperation. A longing for something unspoken, nonexistent, but perhaps, on the precipice of emerging from its hiding. A dire plea to give, and take, and give, and take some more. Something to be nurtured. 

Something to be taken care of. 

He paces the entirety of the house that evening like a madman, knuckles white from tugging at his hair, jaw sore from the way he grinds his teeth. 

He should go over there and ask to see you. Apologize for his lack of self-control. He’s a grown man, he knows better. He should know better. 

But no, no. That won’t do. What would he say to your father if he answered the door? Showing up asking for you is incriminating enough, there’s no chance he comes up with something clever enough to get out of a line of questioning. 

Guilty, guilty, guilty. 

Besides, who is he to assume you even want to see him again? Speak to him again? Look at him again? 

He could avoid you; he could act as though the incident never happened on the occasion he is forced to see you. But he knew that was neither productive nor sensible, and he’s already the kind of man who had spent plenty of years running from his problems; he isn’t sure he has the strength to do so any longer.  

He feels sick to his stomach. 

It’s a familiar feeling. The same way he felt when he saw you across that yard, taking his own necessary stroll away from the bustling crowds, when that boy grabbed you. Blinded by rage and instinct—to preserve, to protect, to shield the precious from the tainted—he was lost even before he found you. And once he had you, talked to you, touched you, held you, kissed you, something snapped inside of him. A cosmic event that has worked its way through his entire nervous system, setting his skin alight and numbing his brain to any other thoughts other than you, you, you. 

He can’t admit it to himself, but nestled deep, there lingers a regrettable sense of possession. 

She chose me. She wanted me. 

And he could deny the truth until the sun burnt out or the world stopped turning, but it wouldn’t curb the obsession because he wants you. In every way a man of his position, his age, shouldn’t. And he knows he’s not strong enough. Not smart enough. Not careful enough, because if you hadn’t left him standing in the yard, he wouldn’t have stopped. If you had asked him to take you into his arms, take you into his home, take you, he wouldn’t have—couldn’t have—denied you. 

His shower that evening is an unforgiving sort of cold. Punishment. Though somewhat relieving in the way it distinguishes the fire under his skin. 

He pours himself a shot of whiskey. Neat. Downs it in one go and reaches for another. A bad habit for stressful days, but he’s been good about it lately. Surely one minor step back in judgment wouldn’t be as catastrophic as his sober choices. 

He lies awake, bloodshot eyes boring up at the ceiling long into the early hours of the morning. Naked. And there’s an ache that both the cold and the alcohol could not diminish. It churns in his gut and weighs in his cock that lays heavy on his stomach. Hard, and leaking, and fucking pulsing for relief since the moment you got into his truck. And he knows he could rectify the discomfort; his hands are burning where they bunch against the sheets, longing to touch. 

He’d start with slow strokes; anything too quick, too sudden, and he knows he wouldn’t last. He’d close his eyes and paint a perfect picture behind his lids: plush lips, and wide eyes, or the sight of what he knows to be the softest skin. It teased him all evening in the form of supple breasts revealed over the line of your tank top; the sliver of skin between the hem and your skirt he was lucky enough, just for a moment, to dig his fingers into; the curves of your legs from beneath your skirt, so carelessly blown astray for him to take a greedy peek.

He could hardly tolerate imagining his hands anywhere else. Your hips, your thighs, your cunt, soft and warm and inviting and the andetode to all his suffering—one touch, he just needs one touch to cease the hellfire. 

But he doesn’t allow himself the pleasure. Instead, he forces himself to deal with the pain, a reminder of his actions, his foolishness. He wouldn’t disrespect you in your absence as he so blatantly did in your presence. A feeble attempt at the unworthy redemption, though he’s certain he’s already crossed the threshold of irredeemable. 

He groans, his abdomen contracting relentlessly in some pitiful form of reprieve. This is what he deserves. A new town, new opportunities, and he grasped for the one thing stamped unattainable, destining himself to be alone. This is what he deserves. He clenches his eyes shut, focusing on his ragged breathing, and attempts to conjure the idea of sleep. It never comes. This is what he deserves. 

You’re in his dreams. Haunting and beautiful. So close, yet unbearably out of reach, and the pain persists. 

This is what he deserves. 

Because he knows. He knows, better than anyone, that there is no version of him that deserves you. 

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Ao3 | KOFI

[radiance1]

"Look into the beady little eyes your past self, and question if you wish to destroy him."

Dan did. There was obviously something wrong with his past self, because that's a literal teddy bear, looking at him with his beady little eyes. It would be so, so very easy to destroy his past self if he wanted to.

Instead, he just, sorta, picked him up.

Was he always so tiny and innocent? So, trusting? The boy didn't even move back when he reached for him, no, he walked forwards into his hands.

No survival instinct?! He has none! He's tiny, utterly defenseless and doesn't even have the basic instincts of self-preservation! Even a blob ghost has something akin to such instinct.

He lifted his past self up to eye level. Was I always this... cute and cuddly? He shook him, up, down, left, right, the only thing that caused was for the other him to laugh.

He squeezed his past self.

A loud sound- not unlike that of a squeaky toy, was what was produced as a result. Then he just, stood there, unmoving, his brain churning to try and provide understanding yet also trying to restart itself.

His past self tilted his head, reaching a paw forwards to poke him on the nose.

He blinked.

His younger self blinked as well.

He pulled back his lips, bearing his fangs as he snarled as his younger self.

The boy copied him, his mouth shifting as what were undoubtably the cutest little fangs he's ever seen were bared at him in a cute and less intimidating imitation of his own snarl.

That's it.

It's decided.

He's keeping him.

He no longer cares about going back to his timeline to repay his grudge against the Batclan, who he suffered humiliation after humiliation from because they just would not fall or submit.

He's content to stay with this version of himself. This, smaller, more unthreatening version of himself that seemed to have a crippling lack of fear.

Because he's undoubtedly felt the same sense of loss as he, himself did, in the future. This one has no family, no friends, and would most surely not survive with just himself and would be hit harder when he realizes that he's alone.

...

His timeline doesn't need or want him anyway.

===

A few heroes have travelled back in time from their ruined timeline, everything utterly destroyed and despair premating the very air and choking your lungs with every breath they took.

Either that or the dust, really.

The air in the past was fresh, clean, full of hope and new opportunities. They wouldn't waste it, they would protect it, this time. Prevent the fallen from falling, and having children not be bound under the protection of a ghost shield and parents living their lives in fear because they knew what was out there.

They just had to get rid of one man- no.

One monster.

Dan Phantom.

[symbioticsimplicity]

Hi!! Its me, your resident severe asthmatic! I'm very familiar with the junk your lungs do when they fucking hate you! (And I've been choked out a lot of times, but that's unrelated.)

So a lot of the time when your lungs are compromised, the fluid that builds up in them is mucus-y and it makes breathing much, much harder. Its difficult to cough out, which if you're not careful will lead to puking. Being strangled will cause this temporarily, but if you have any underlying lung issues, like say, breathing in spores from an entirely hostile hell dimension, its going to agitate that A LOT.

The problem with the whole mucus bit, is that it will keep doing that for as long as your lungs are distressed. So on top of any damage you suffered, you're now suffocating in this dense mucus. You can hack it out, but that will also agitate your lungs and its a vicious cycle.

Most people will need to be still for a while to recover and not suffer any additional damages while they do.

Steve Harrington however did not do that, because of course he didn't.

So let me give you a run down of what that would entail: Strangulation, which caused the initial distress then leads to lungs full of mucus-y fluid. This fluid leads to either vomiting or continued coughing which will continue to produce fluid. Having this filling your lungs leads to shortness of breath, dizziness, impaired vision, lightheadedness, and increased body temperature. If left for long enough, oxygen deprivation can lead to confusion, loss of memory, and significant fatigue.

Also?? Having fluid in your lungs hurts, a lot. Homeboy would feel like he's in a vice grip until they sorted that out.

Especially since that happened TWICE.

... so apparently strangulation can cause fluid overload in the lungs and essentially cause vomit to get in your lungs... which can lead to some very very bad problems... and considering the Upside Down particles and everything... Steves lungs are fucked.

( P.S apparently vomiting after strangulation is somewhat common, I'm just thinking... the Creel House is the second time he's been strangled for a while in like, what, 24 hours? Less? baby boy- )

[nitrowyverine]

I thought playing Obscura would help me get rid of my brain worms. no, it just gave me new ones. For Obscura, specifically.

I'll be adjusting the format from my TOUCHSTARVED expanded thoughts post. Brain dump after the cut!

[Demo/CH 1 spoilers are included]

(Header Image from Itch.io page! All images in this post are either from there or the Rotten Raccoons tumblr page)

Design/gameplay thoughts:

In full honesty without fluff: this game fucks immensely.

The setting for Obscura might be my new all-time favorite, like, ever. Mystery underground scandalous marketplace??? Under a mountain???? it's a diverse and vast city that's still elegantly contained and claustrophobic, but in a spicy way. The worldbuilding and flavor is excellent. I really want to run a TTRPG in a similar setting now, since its an area with so many possibilities.

CH. 1/the "demo" has a LOT of meat on it. It's got different endings, variations, a whole soundtrack. Speaking of sountrack-

Obscura is also one of the few games I've put on the soundtrack to just to vibe to. The soundtrack is SO good, and sets such a strong mood/tone. I think it complements the game perfectly.

Allot of people have mentioned it, but I am also a fan of the Safeword pause menu. It's a nice and comforting touch, especially when the game can get so intense. It lets players take a breather if they need it, but also doesn't interrupt the intensity/mood of the game for someone who doesn't want a break from the narrative.

Now, onto character specific thoughts!

Cirrus:

IN MY HOUSE WE DON'T BELIEVE IN NOT STARTING OUT STRONG

Shout outs for having your asexual option in the dating sim be. The kinkiest guy there

Cirrus is a bit too intense for me, however, that is NOT a bad thing in the slightest. I think his route is well done for those who are up for his brand of intensity.

I might still play his route because. damn this boy's issues got me curious about his backstory. ($10 on mommy issues)

I had the hardest time getting to Cirrus's good end during my playthrough because having pretty much any self-preservation instinct around Cirrus gives you a bad/neutral ending. He's the only one I had to pull the guide out to get the best ending. (I think I'm just too sassy)

I get medusa vibes from Cirrus. The snake imagery is more likely tied to the lunar church, but his staunch reluctance to take his own mask off makes me wonder (this is mainly referenced in asks answered by the Rotten Raccoon studios). Refusal to let people see his eyes + snakes + power + slightly unnatural abilities to influence is, something.

I am shaking this man like a snowglobe WHAT IS YOUR DEAL I MUST KNOW MORE

(I am. metaphorically shaking him like a snowglobe. I would never shake this man im terrified)

CONCLUSION: Most likely to shame you for your anime choices. Least likely to be normal about it when you ask for help peeling an orange.

Keir:

HERE COMES BIG MAN

yeah he's tied for favorite right now. the slow burn in his plot is just too good? big man....freckles...secret soft side...im weak

he's so nice I keep forgetting. He kind of kidnaps you? not even kind of he just drags you off the street and goes "you live in my house now". Even Griff calls MC a stray early on. My man really said "Here's a convenient lost human I'm dragging them home now"

oh my GOD they were ROOMATES

I definitely was too nice to him in my first playthrough until I realized he does need (and want) to be sassed to death.

this man is like 6'6 and the canon-ish Vesper height from the CG is 5'4. THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE. This kills the man (me)

The sprite of Keir's ears blushing SENDS ME INTO A FRENZY

I quite liked the gameplay style of Keir's route. I was so focused and invested as soon as I realized I needed to remember specific directions to save the heist group during timed decisions

Something I haven't seen discussed yet: I'm mega curious about the dagger Keir has on his outfit. It's specifically pointed out in text that it's high-quality, and I vaguely remember an ask that Rotten Raccoons answered that said it's a status symbol. (The dagger also just looks SO cool. and....it looks like Francesco's...?)

(My bet is that he either 1. stole it. or 2. got it from Oleander during their tryst (WHICH WE ALSO NEED TO TALK ABOUT-))

CONCLUSION: Most likely to be gifted a "WORLD'S BEST DAD" mug from his similarly-aged peers. Least likely to live down that one time he ate soap because he thought it was edible.

Francesco:

someone keep the "silver dust" away from this lad im scared

Originally, I was least looking forward to playing Francesco's route since I just wasn't interested in his initial concept. After playing his route though? It was excellently done, and I genuinely had fun. It was refreshing to have a character more naive than Vesper, so more cultural aspects were explained and we got a good alternate perspective on the marketplace. Also, it got REAL spicy in new and exciting ways the other chapters didn't. I'm really looking forward to the next chapters with his route!

I totally love the contrasts in his design and his character. He's got both bright red and blue highlights in his design, his outfit is very pointy and angular while his hair/smile is soft and flow-y.

And in his personality, he's both sweet and open, but extremely cagey about some information, and quite pragmatic when he wants to be. I think he's way smarter than he lets on.

that doesn't mean I don't want to bridal carry him and tuck him into bed at night after a all-nighter party

I do think Fran's slightly looser demeanor could lead to him being even more brutal than the other LI's. Remember that one anime clip (Found it, it's this one from Danshi Koukousei) where a group of friends wants to fight for fun, but one of the friends asks why they need rules in a fight? And said friend is shown like secretly holding a rock and was ready to use it? that's Fran. He would not have chill and does not heed the rules.

"Protect the boy", but mostly to prevent him from tasting blood. Because if that happens we're all fucked

CONCLUSION: Most likely to eat that M&M off the ground because you dared him. Least likely to beat the puppy allegations.

Oleander:

Oleander is tied for favorite with Keir. Oleander is just *chefs kiss* LOOK AT HIM. inscrutable......

Somewhere in an ask answered by Rotten Raccoons studio, they mentioned that for Oleander's route, they were going for a "Sexy boss situation that doesn't feel like a work safety violation". They hit that right on the nose; there's intrigue and a power imbalance, but in a non-restrictive or terrifying way.

I love being involved in the business part of his route. I keep making decisions like "Hmm yes my primary goal is to romance Oleander. But what would be the smartest business move here? How do we advance our agenda?"

Also, I do love playing a sexy evil secretary in a vn. love having a job and being evil at it AND being paid money. 10/10

That dance scene is everything I could have ever wanted no notes

I am fascinated to find out more about what he's been up to since his last trek into the marketplace. Seems like people are trying to kill him all the time anyway, so what would be enough to cause him to leave?

he's like an angler fish, but the lure is his booba

I relate to Oleander in that. I have too many online usernames because I can't stick with one. People get my 800 online names mixed up often. He has the same problem, we're basically twinsies

This man is pretending to be a himbo like his life depends on it (It probably does). He's too smart though, I know for a fact he has at least three different schemes going at any given time.

CONCLUSION: Most likely to be able to help you properly lace a corset (this man knows the boot-to-the-back necessity of the process). Least likely to be allowed to be banker during monopoly night.

Vesper:

black mask enjoyer 4 life

(all three are good I just wanted to say which one I picked. And to add my conclusion section)

CONCLUSION: Most likely to get their shit rocked by a falling piano. Least likely to survive an argument about pineapple on pizza.

Concerns:

With how separate the four routes are, the game could potentially feel like four separate visual novels all in one universe. Maybe I haven't played enough VN's, but there is a feeling of separation between the routes.

In the very beginning of the game, when you're picking your route, I wish there was a bit more heads up/information between who you're picking. For example, I had a rough idea that going into the church is where you'd find Cirrus, but only from information outside the game. I didn't know sticking around for the brawl would push you into Kier's route. It's overall pretty vague to which route you're going based on only in-game information.

Misc thoughts:

Vesper: "How are you going to keep me?? ;)" Keir and Oleander: "crimes" Vesper: "Wh-" Keir and Oleander: "you're an accomplice now congrats we're in this together. wanna get drinks"

catch my socially anxious ass wanting to be under the mountain and wear masks so I don't have to make eye contact with strangers all the time. at least its a fun thought to have when I mask for covid

OKAY FRANCESCO AND KEIR'S DAGGER MATCH? AND ARE RED/BLUE LIKE FRANCESCOS OUTFIT? DOES IT MEAN ANYTHING??? probably not but I do like the pretty knives....

For real, I got the brain worms for this game, I'm on the edge of making a big ol playlist. the headcannons? They go on my friend. they go on. I'm laying awake at night thinking about what each character would order at a coffee shop

by the time I publish this post. I did start working on the playlist

yes, I've also designed my own vesper, its such a prime opportunity for character design.

Obscura also may or may not have inspired me to get involved with an otome jam game team, more on that in the future possibly.....

OVERALL: I got the first chapter/demo of Obscura for free from Itchio/steam. High marks for writing, sound, art, game design, all of it! I am on the edge of my seat waiting for CH2.

TL;DR: If you haven't played it, and love spicy and dark stories, go play it! Part one is free! and fantastic.

Itch.io

Steam

[hadesoftheladies]

why you should have hope for separatism:

-this is one of the first times in history where women en masse are educated and (are expected to) participate in the working class which means now more than ever women are better equipped to take care of their own financial needs (even with all the tradwife influencers, not many women will be able to convert because house-wifery is strictly limited to the upper-class, which is shrinking more and more, so most women will always have to work anyways, and most women see this! even the ones that joke about being housewives/strippers are serious about their careers!)

-separatism is mostly non-action. it is strategic non-interaction with men or male media which makes it extremely accessible and easy to replicate across cultures. it removes women from exploitative relationships with men. this means the only thing you need to do to convince women to become separatists is attack the idea that their lives will be unfulfilled without men. and more women and girls are embracing that culture simply because of their experiences (and access to education)!

-late stage capitalism and the rise of blatant misogyny men display is radicalizing women. which means more and more women are open to living together and raising children together romantically/platonically. (literally every woman i've talked to who's unmarried lives with their parents or wants to live with women because men are genuinely an unattractive option--thank you men for showing your asses <3)

-the internet and globalization positions women from all over the world to share their experiences (and we have many shared experiences), which means consciousness-raising has never been faster or easier or more powerful!

-men and boys are failing and dropping out of school way more than women and girls which means that women and girls are on the way to dominating academia and relevant industries! women will make up more of the skilled workers in future job markets which means that women who are educated now will likely be better off and more pursued financially than men. women's influence in society is increasing! think about it. as much as male violence is increasing, male literacy and competence and skill is DECREASING (even nepotism or sexism will not be enough to fix that problem because hiring men will still result in profit losses and other financial inconveniences). in short, male culture is killing men!

-resistance to pornography and understanding the evils of pornography are also increasing. awareness of male violence is increasing!

please read more literature on separatist strategies and don't think whatever is happening on tiktok/IG is how all women think. most women irl are not stupid enough to trade in their jobs for prostitution because women don't actually want that. many women i've talked to in real life also don't want children (in these conditions or at all)! they aren't radfems but they still have self-preservation instincts and intelligence!

there is literally so many ways we can use the current sociopolitical climate to our advantage. it is too early to give up. like wayyyy to fucking early.

[justnatoka]

Rejections are hard

David x GN! Reader

A/n: Just a silly little thing to get back into writing.

Word count: 558

Prompt: “I don’t like saying ‘I told you so’, but-“ / “Like hell you don’t, it’s your favourite phrase.”

You give David a peptalk. That's it, that's the whole drabble lol.

David sulking was not a sight you were used to seeing. He was sitting in his chair at the cave, slumped in on himself with a stormy expression, almost pouting. It was an odd mix of scary and adorable that you didn’t really know what to do with. The boys decided, very wisely, to give him some space. They were tiptoeing around him, not wanting to get their heads ripped off if they pissed him off even more. You found it quite ridiculous. Guess you had no instinct for self-preservation.

So you strode over, standing in front of him with your hands on your hips. After he didn’t even glance up, you let out a sigh.

“Listen, I don’t like saying ‘I told you so’, but-“

“Like hell you don’t, it’s your favourite phrase,” he growled, his face becoming even more sour.

“Okay, fine. But I still told you it wouldn’t work. Michael was too much of a boy scout to really turn his back on his humanity. I mean he was all kinds of messed up after he first saw us feed. Remember how quickly I got used to that?”

“Yeah, well not everyone is a little psycho like you,” he spat, still refusing to look at you.

“Now listen there, mister. I know you’re sad your boyfriend didn’t join your little boyband, but there’s no reason to insult people.” Your voice got cheerier. “You love me like that anyway.”

He only grunted at you.

After staring at him for a few long seconds in silence you kneeled before him, taking his face between your hands and forcing him to finally meet your eyes.

“You still have me, and you still have the boys. So what if that little wimp didn’t have the guts for all this? He didn’t even see you for who you really are. He didn’t deserve you. But I see you, David, and the boys do too. So let him run home to his mommy, it’s his loss,” you shrugged dismissively.

It took a few moments for a small smile to start showing in the corner of his lips, he was nothing if not a stubborn ass after all.

“Did anyone ever tell you that you suck at this?”

You snorted.

“I’m used to making people cry and beg, not cheer them up.”

He breathed out an amused laugh, and the next time he looked up at you, it was with affection.

“I’ll be fine, you don’t have to force being nice anymore,” he teased.

“Oh, thank god.”

He let out a full on laugh this time, and a smile grew on your face at the sound.

“Well then, my job here is done. I’ll go and get some food, so you can finish the breakup cycle with binge eating boxes of bad takeout. We can even shit talk Michael if you want to.”

“Sure, you do that,” he waved you off.

When you exited the main room of the cave, you found the boys standing around a bend in the tunnel, staring at you. No doubt, they were listening to the whole thing.

“How did you do that?” Marko asked, his face full of disbelief.

You sent them a smirk.

“Oh, please, he has a soft spot for me. Even if he doesn’t admit it.”

Then you walked away, leaving them gawking.

[tidbitsandbats]

making myself cackle (blood cw)

White teeth flashed into a smile as the figure lowered itself, dark fingers dragging through a gleaming puddle that sat in the middle of the deserted alleyway. This was, Wally thought, absolutely a crime scene. Dark liquid splashed across the concrete, fat droplets still oozing down the uneven brick wall. There wasn’t a body, but Wally doubted that whoever the blood had come from would have survived the loss.

Wally was frozen, locked still as a statue as he watched the creature, the Nightwing, hold its blood-slick fingers up to the dim light. The figure shifted, hand lifting further, and Wally had no time to consider what was going to happen before the creature was leaning in and dabbing its fingers against its tongue.

“Hm,” Nightwing said, its voice low and masculine with a clear Bludhaven accent “Definitely blood,” it said, which Wally could have easily told it by the sight and smell alone. What the fuck

There might, Wally thought a little bit faintly, be an even bigger vampire problem in Bludhaven than he’d thought.

I think one of my favorite wips right now is a "the bats and birds are unknown" au where Wally moves to Bludhaven and comes to the erroneous conclusion that his neighbor (Dick) and Nightwing (who he saw once but still isn't convinced is real) are both vampires.

it's 80% crack but I'm having a good time

[luna-loveboop]

Wanted to share some thoughts, cause I NEED TO SHARE IT. (Though it might be quite obvious, yeah...)

So, the whole thing with Warriors acting more stern with Wild lately. One could think: "Why just Wild? Hyrule can be quite reckless sometimes, and Wind is THE BABY, so why not them too?"

Well, there's one thing that they don't have, but Wild sure does...luck of self-preservation.

Wars can trust that others, even IF they let emotions take over, would still try to avoid DYING.

WILD WILL NOT. This fella uses his FACE as a SHIELD for ANOTHER PERSON, when there's NO NEED FOR THIS, while being in his "right mind".

SO WHAT CAN YOU EXPECT OF HIM, WHEN HE LOOSES HIS MIND IN A STRESSFUL SITUATION?

Wars still gave him the benefit of the doubt for a while, but after this whole fiasco with Twi's injury - Wars just can not help it, he FEARS for Wild's well-being, because "Champ" himself DOES NOT (with his whole "failure of a hero" thing, I presume).

And how does one even adress it? I doubt Wars saw many people who didn't care about their life before, he was at war, usually people want TO SURVIVE there. He's on edge cause he sees a problem and has no idea how to aproach it.

I want to preface this by saying I have a severe inability to stay on topic but yeah let's talk about it.

So you touched on something me and Jesse have both touched on- that Wars' actions towards Wild come from a place of concern and fear. I think that this is true. Wild DOES lack self-preservation instincts, and Wars has to be afraid of losing him- of the young knight earning more scars. Wild can be an idiot sometimes, but Wars saw him lose his head and attack the shadow when it was just proved to be lethal more than they knew.

There's a difference of perspective between ours and the boys tho that is important and I think contributes to people judging wars for this. See, to Wars perspective, and all of the boys, they could die at any time. An injury could be fatal and they can't see the future. We however KNOW that Wild survives, because we know he goes on to tears of the kingdom. We know Jojo has said that he is reckless and will get himself hurt but always comes out of it. But Wars has watched a billion (<exaggeration) soldiers die and is terrified of it happening again. Whereas we watch the comic from the outside, knowing for certain Wild will make it, Wars is living out that reality harshly.

ANoThER thing I think people forget to account for is Wars is not just a captain, he's a soldier but also leader in an army. I'm not the best with phrasing sometimes so I'll try to say this well- people in the army don't always get to be nice. Oftentimes armies have very harsh environments in treatment towards soldiers because when it comes down to training and life and death there is no time for niceties or feelings. Wars was pushed into the most major promotion ever pretty much to be an army leader. If he's now in the mindset of viewing Wild as a fellow knight/soldier who is not a leader... angry words and facial expressions is pretty mild to be honest.

Wars is a really nice person for all he's gone through, but fighting in a war is a very different experience than a solo journey like the others had. I think it's time to acknowledge that he was forced into far more of a role than the pretty hero, but also an armies leader, and it takes a lot of work to be a nice person through all that. Wars is a nice person who has a ton of strength to be so kind after all he's been through and his actions towards Wild make sense considering his past with what journey he came from. Thank you for coming to my ted talk- no I'm not done.

If anything I said was in any way offensive let me know. I hope my words didn't somehow come across as harsh.

Although him (in a way) treating Wild as someone who is out of line is understandable given his past, it's still not excusable. Wild isn't a soldier and he's not the leader.

Now for Wild time I'm going totally of the rails let's go

Wild doesn't. Yeah ok Wild doesn't like Wars. I've made like. Fifteen thousand nine hundred and fifty two posts on this (<big exaggeration). Wild has not really... spoken to Wars throughout the Lu storyline, tho he did in some of Jojo's starting doodles. Wild has really only spoken to Wars since it all went down when mr. stubborn got injured. I think Wild has a lot of resentment towards Wars for being the knight he was supposed to- who succeeded. Wild has flat out ignored Wars a lot of the time and honestly I'd get pretty frustrated with that too.

Also I along with the other nine hundred people want Wars to trigger an army memory in Wild. For the angst.

Wars is wrong in how he's acting towards Wild and Wild is wrong in how he's treated Wars not as someone worthy of respect. It's hard to pinpoint what's going on in Wild's head but I DO know Wars thoughts- he's terrified for Wild's life and angry that he ignored him and fought the shadow.

But yeah you're right. Wild has no self preservation instincts and Wars can't rely on him to freaking stay alive. Thank you for sending me an ask and sharing your thoughts with me!!! You matter and I love hearing from you /gen <3

Also. Let's make this clear. I love Wars so much. So very much. He's literally a fairy godmother. No hating on him or Wild on my posts. Thank :D

[meanbossart]

Hi!! I don't know if this has been asked before, but I was curious about the DU Drow's relationship with our dear little wretch Sceleritas Fel! What's their dynamic like? Btw love love love your Drow. You made him so freaky and fun, I should not but by god I want to chew on that man

THANK YOU SO MUCH! Oh boy, I love Sceleritas Fel a lot and I feel like they had a pretty in depth relationship.

The way I wrote DU drow's backstory involves him being almost solely in Sceleritas company for a couple of years. I really took the line "You always needed a lot of assistance" that you get from him to heart - Sceleritas didn't just serve idly, he was a grim cheerleader and sponsor who, for whatever reason (I guess just inherit nature - this is his whole life's purpose after all) would have always been eager to see DU drow succeed. After He killed his matron and Sceleritas finally appeared, he became a near-constant companion in leading him out of the Underdark and through the surface, save for seldom times where he was just gone for a little while, but never for longer than a couple of days.

As a pre-adolescent and through young adulthood (And eventual bhaal...hood) I picture their relationship evolving pretty drastically. child/pre-teen DU drow was a badly socialized feral child with very little grasp on reality, I think he assumed Sceleritas was some sort of figment of his imagination for a very long time - but followed his instructions nonetheless as he had no other direction in life. He was near-mute and seemingly lacking cognitive capabilities/self preservation instincts, so when Sceleritas said go, he'd go. When the butler would point at something he could kill and eat, he would try (and at the start, usually fail) when Sceleritas told him to seek shelter from the elements or danger, he would do it. When he came into contact with people who seemed to have his best interest in mind (concerned travelers and the odd kindly city person whenever he happened to be passing through a town) and Sceleritas told him not to trust them, to take whatever advantage he could from the situation and, often, kill them, he'd do just that. It was almost as if Sceleritas was the master and he was the thrall.

As he grew a little older (15 and on) and his skills in survival and cunning had been honed, as well as him growing a little more talkative, the dynamic would begin to flip; not only that, but DU drow would slowly grow more and more frustrated and skeptical of Sceleritas promises that he was leading him to his supposed destiny, and would try to press him for what that even entailed - Sceleritas would never fold or tell him anything (he didn't want to ruin the suprise!) and instead just reassured DU drow that if he could just outlast his circumstances for a little longer, that he would eventually be greatly rewarded - that he just needed to prove himself first.

This is also around the time where DU Drow first killed him in what was probably a fit of anger and frustration; a decision he immediately regretted and panicked about, since he was so reliant on his guidance and Sceleritas was essentially the only reason he had to keep on living - but when the butler just popped back up after a few days later (he figured it would be good to scare him a little bit!) and DU drow realized he was immortal, it became a habit to take his frustrations out on him.

After a while of finally joining the temple and learning of his status as Bhaal's progeny, DU Drow would completely grow into the role of Sceleritas superior and master. He was tyrannous and demeaning and Sceleritas loved it, of course. He was still very attached to his assistance, but now it mostly applied to trivial things and everyday necessities; fetching and sending off mail, arranging his meals and meetings, keeping track of his schedule, cleaning and organizing his space, every so often playing little pranks on the other bhaalists and Orin, and, of course, aiding with DU drow's constant bouts of violence and cruelty, as well as every so often listening as he vented his frustrations at him. He took Sceleritas everywhere - DU drow most definitely didn't need him anymore, he simply wanted him around (to the despair of most people).

Sceleritas would also... Gently criticize him for some of his choices, specially DU drow's masochistic penchant and his obsession with Orin - which was usually met with a swift demise at DU drow's hands for daring to question him. Simultaneously, he would enable the same habits by complying with DU drow's orders of arranging for his wounds to be cared for or keeping close track of Orin's schedule, conversations and habits for him when requested.

If we're talking main campaign, tadpoled DU drow was understandably surprised by the visits he received from this tiny dapper gremlin LOL but he very quickly fell into his flattery like second-nature. It was only around Act 2 where he began to turn on Sceleritas for trying to order him around (telling him he should kill Isobel) and obviously for setting him up to kill Astarion, seeing the butler as an enemy and traitor from that point forward even though he would remain inexplicably fond of the little guy throughout.

[givehimthemedicine]

lumax as a premature relationship

first: I don't mean any of this like "the show shouldn't have done it". what I mean is that with lumax, ST is telling the story of a relationship whose flaw (if it can be summarized into just one) is that it happened too soon.

probably out of comparison to milkvan, and the delay of canon byler, lumax gets lauded as the wholesome ship based on true friendship that slowly blossomed into romance. but that's not accurate. Lucas is a good friend to Max, but Max isn't to Lucas, and it certainly wasn't slow.

even platonic lumax should've been a slow simmer but was a speed run

the newly-introduced Max has high walls, which suggests anyone who wants to get close to her will have to take a slow approach. but then before you know it, Lucas is just kinda. in there.

yes, it takes him most of the season to earn Max's trust, which sounds long, but isn't. the first time Lucas and Max ever spoke was Halloween, Wednesday. the arcade I think is Saturday, and the junkyard is the day after that? so she broaches the darkest subject in her life... 4 days after meeting him. with like. zero prompting. "that fog looks cool! btw my parents are divorced and..."

Max's walls are only so high because of how badly she wants to let someone in, so it's understandable that the right person could get in relatively fast. I have no problem with that trope. sucker, in fact. but opening up here was CRAZY for someone with huge trust issues:

you have to be careful who you confide in about abuse because if your confidant mishandles it so that your abuser finds out you told, things could get MUCH worse. she simply doesn't know Lucas well enough to know he won't accidentally put her in more danger (which actually he already did: by following her out of the arcade after she said not to, and again by showing up at her house).

this talk was moments before Max saw a demodog, meaning she's gone along with the supernatural story without any evidence. I'm not criticizing that; she's a kid who likes fantasy, wants friends really bad, and isn't above playing make-believe in order to be included. what bothers me is she confided in Lucas about her abuse BEFORE seeing a shred of proof this entire outing wasn't the elaborate prank she feared it was. in the infinitely more realistic scenario that these boys are just messing with her, and will ditch her after they've had their laugh, this could so easily have led to a much darker situation at home.

the timing of that conversation was so objectively, stupidly unsafe that I'd call it bad writing if it was an isolated incident. but, self-preservation instincts so terrible they can sometimes be better explained as elf-sabotage - that's just classic Max.

romantic lumax seemed kind of forced because as a new kid in town, all Max wanted was friendship

the snow ball is about a month after everything else. Max and Lucas don't seem to be a couple yet. it doesn't even look like they're dates. so to kiss him suddenly felt like another jump way ahead. he sure looked surprised.

I guess a month is a while when you're 13, but the romantic aspect felt rushed to me because the whole season is full of indications that Max only wanted friendship. and that's made super clear by her constant focus on group friendship. her dialogue throughout 2 is consistently group-oriented.

her behavior is too: as of Halloween, Max has Lucas and Dustin in her pocket. if she's crushing on Lucas, or enjoys attention from boys in general, why on earth would she go out on such a limb seeking Mike's acceptance after she already has what she wants?

because that's not what she wants most. she wants to belong to the whole group, like she keeps saying. (I'm going to ramble much more about this theme in another post soon)

Max continues to prioritize friendship / group activities even after lumax becomes a thing

a few examples:

lumax's idea of "romantic time" can include their friends, in contrast to milkvan prioritizing alone time.

Max (and Lucas) drop 1 on 1 time (washing out his eyes is a scene that's an easy kiss opportunity for your standard tv teen couple) in favor of a long trek in the sun to build a radio tower so Dustin can talk to a girl she doesn't believe exists. Max and Lucas do skip off together, but again in contrast to El and Mike who leave early to make out, they only leave because it's time to go home.

^that's the same Max who tagged along and earnestly participated in armoring up a junked schoolbus to fight monsters without any proof.

despite downsizing for trailer living, she kept the Michael Myers mask in memory of the first night she felt like a part of the party.

unlike others who yell for their loved one from the UD, Max calls out for Lucas and Dustin.

her life-saving montage includes many platonic as well as romantic moments.

alright killjoy, if Max only wanted friendship, how's it make sense that SHE initiated all the romantic stuff?

ST is not a universe where grabbing someone's hand in a tense moment is necessarily an indicator of romance. Dustin said he could feel "the electricity" when Lucas and Max held hands on the bus, but then, Dustin also ships stobin.

the kiss, I could actually come closest to calling a writing misstep because.. it wasn't written. it feels forced because it was, as a last-minute unscripted thing - not because the Duffers decided it fit Max's characterization, but purely because they thought it was funny how uncomfortable Sadie was with filming her first kiss. <- this interview is actually so gross.

but, that kiss is canon regardless of how I feel about bts lore, and it fits and it works in the sense that this is the story of a flawed relationship. Max initiated it despite not being ready for it, simply because she thought she was.

Max's childhood fears about bad relationships have made her overeager to prove a good relationship can exist. so the first time a boy is actually kind to her, she's like OH SEE LOVE IS REAL I DONT HAVE TO GROW UP TO BE MY MOM LET'S GOOOO and hurls herself into something she's not mature enough to realize she's too immature to execute well.

if that kiss was so misguided, how's it still Max's happiest memory?

there's no conflict there.

she grew up around terrible relationships and probably feared she was destined for the same, so to find a nice boy like Lucas must have given her such incredible relief and hope. in her young mind, that dance was her happily ever after. you never forget how good a moment like that felt, regardless of how well reality lived up to it.

that said. can I point out that reality hasn't lived up to it?

Max choosing the moment lumax began, as opposed to any moment from the year-and-change of its actual contents... might be less good the more you think about it. like. she doesn't describe this as her favorite memory. she says it's the time she was happiest. in other words, she hasn't been as happy before or since.

that kiss marked lumax's moment of greatest potential, which I think is what made Max so happy. not the relationship she's actually gotten so far.

mmkay and then what do I do about the fact Max STILL wants to date Lucas?

once again, Max is the one who makes things overtly romantic by doodling a picture of them holding hands. but as you may know from my recent lumax diatribe, I don't see how the ship is seaworthy at present.

so the top layer of my interpretation is that Max is still operating under the same ideas that caused her to kiss Lucas in the first place. she's not thinking about how it'll work; she just wants. this is fast-forward Max again. it's a similar moment of hope to the snow ball kiss. romance with Lucas once again looks like her lifeline out of an awful situation.

the layer underneath that is less fluffy:

Max might've accepted this invite in as much an "I might die tonight so it won't hurt to make some lighthearted plans for the future, he did just save my life so why hurt his feelings for no reason" way as anything else. I don't mean her affection is fake. she just might consider the movie date a pipe dream.

consider that her attic monologue happens only a couple minutes after the doodle, and shows that her suicidal ideations are barely behind her. like, the wanting-to-die part is just bait at this point I think, but the deserving-to-die sentiment still feels fresh and sincere.

consider that Max so recently scolded Lucas for assuring her things would work out because that's "never true" in her life... and now here she is drawing a doodle of things working out.

sure, this could be a girl who's thinking "yes!!! ✅ Attending Event! I genuinely expect to be alive, deserving of love, and in the mood for romance this Friday!" but to me, it honestly seems more like a girl thinking "God, I wish."

btw the doodle would've been perfect as the advent of romantic lumax, imo

if lumax had grown slowly out of a healthy mutual friendship, Max really could be ready right here.

imagine: s2, Max earns her place in the party, but to grow especially close friends with Lucas takes a year; the bus talk happens in s3. we can tell their friendship is starting to want to become more. depression interferes in s4. but their bond helps pierce the fog, and they protect each other from Vecna/Jason.

you hit me with the movie doodle after THAT buildup? adorable, precious, showstopping. at that point, that date could've been their happily ever after. <- this is what people think it is already!

lumax is one of many flawed relationships (and that's okay)

another sign that lumax is supposed to be flawed is its place in the larger pattern of flawed relationships: parallels with other characters and ships.

Max and El in particular share a similar stumble into their relationships: both bond with the first boy to treat them with kindness, and throw themselves into a relationship that actually costs them the friendship they should've had with that boy.

and all the party relationships illustrate different friendship/romance progressions:

lumax is the story of a romance that should've been a friendship first/also and isn't going to succeed til it gets this right

byler will be the story of a romance that was a friendship first and will succeed by remaining one also (or so the themes and patterns suggest)

mileven is the story of a romance that should've been a friendship instead.

literally all of ST's relationships, including the endgame romances, have flaws that are intentional and meant to be explored. in fact that's like... most of what the show is. and most fans can readily admit that about all of them, until they get to lumax, which they think is uniquely meant to be perfect and is flawed only in its writing. this view strips lumax from its broader context and ignores many lessons it's there to teach us about ST's overarching themes.

understand: my aim in pointing out lumax's flaws is not to persuade anyone to enjoy it less or stop shipping it!

flaws don't mean you aren't allowed to like a thing. if anything, it makes them way more interesting to discuss, and more compelling to root for/against. we don't have to pretend our characters are perfect in order to enjoy, ship, and learn from them.

more on all this coming soon in another post exploring different types of love in the Max plot!

[waterdeep-weavemoss]

Hi! I'd love to hear your thoughts on Dark Gale! I feel like the concept I'm thinking about (read: gnawing at the pulp of my brain) is OK, but could be better. Any insight you have is greatly appreciated!

Hello! Thank you for asking about dark Gale! Do you have a snack and a drink? Alrighty. So.

Gale to me is a pretty dark character already. His ambition becomes obsession, and he seeks to cross boundaries he should not cross out of (well placed) anger and a deep insecurity.

On first meeting he is sweet, kind of bumbly, personable. The first thing you do to help him out is take his hand and wrench him from a portal. It’s a far cry from Astarion holding a knife to your throat, Lae’zel pointing a sword at you, Shadowheart judging you for keeping Lae’zel’s company. First meeting Wyll, he says he needs to kill a devil. You meet Karlach because you’re trusting him that she’s a devil and needs to die. All of them have some kind of violence attached to them whether that’s from being martial themselves or in Karlach’s case the huge amounts of blood you follow to get to her.

Gale? Nah. He’s just stuck. He needs help, you pull him out, he shakes your hand, assures you your kindness will be repaid. If you send him to camp instead of recruiting him then and there, he says he’ll cook for you! And what he’s done here is ingratiate himself with Tav, make himself as indespensable as possible by volunteering an essential task, and he’s offered knowledge regarding ceremorphosis.

Later in camp, you can talk to him about what’s going on and he’ll compliment you (‘you’re a good sport’ / ‘spot on’) and if he’s a little arrogant well that’s because he has the skill to back it up and he is kind and he does cook, so you forgive it. You get to the grove and if you’re a good aligned Tav you step in front of Arka’s crossbow, you save Arabella, you rescue Mirkon from the harpies. Gale approves. Alright then, he’s a pacifist? He likes kids. This is a safe guy. And you can forgive the magic item consumption because well. He’s a good guy and he wouldn’t hurt anyone and he’s useful around camp and you seem to get along well. That’s fine. It’s like a chronic illness. We can manage that.

And then he can’t keep quiet anymore. The consumption of the weave hardly has an effect now. His guilt compels him to be honest, so he gathers everyone together. He calls himself a walking shadow, he admits to being a magical prodigy and his relationship with Mystra. Alright then. He used to be far more powerful than he is now, well so was everyone. The man clearly resents Mystra for not allowing him the kind of power he felt entitled to.

He kneels in front of Tav- kneels, this powerful mage, because is is trying to get them to see- and lets them into the dark. All this time, he has been walking around with parisitic magic in his chest, dark magic, something corrupting. He’s not said a word about the danger he poses not only to the party but to a good chunk of the surrounding area.

Gale is deeply self preserving. He can be persuaded to stay after massacring the grove by saying there’s strength in them staying together, in the survival instinct. By contrast Karlach just ups and leaves. His morality is grey and it’s what makes him interesting. In the grove, if you say it sounds like he has something to confess, he pointedly asks Tav if they’re without vice or sin, and then says no. He doesn’t think they’re quite that boring. He will bend the rules or break them if needed, it doesn’t take much to nudge him onto the darker path. He is just like Astarion in that his insecurity manifests as hunger for power and control. Unlike Astarion however, Gale is a rich boy who voluntarily isolated himself, and where Astarion becomes gentler as his story goes on, Gale becomes insistent and obsessive and even possessive. He says he’s getting that crown ‘for us’ in his act 3 scene, and… no he’s not. He’s still doing it for himself, it’s just now he can tell himself it’s for something greater because he’s in love. Just like Astarion insisting that ascending will keep him AND Tav safe. No. They’re both wrong, and frankly they’re two sides of the same coin.

Nevermind his combat lines, all misconceptions about him being a pacifist are utterly shattered when he admits to Tav that it turns him on to see them post battle, sweaty and bloody. He clearly revels in it all. I don't think it'd take much for him to go seeking a fight just for the thrill of it.

And if you happen to dump him, well… he reminds Tav of the bomb in his chest. He says maybe it’s best not to shake such a vessel as himself. The threat is subtle, but it is there. Hells, if you take him to meet Astarion alone he threatens to incinerate the vampire if he uses that knife on Tav. He’s not a gentle person and he’s created this incredible persona that hides it well under layers and layers of politeness, kindness, amiable chat, a willingness to take important tasks off Tav’s hands.

This isn’t to say I don’t absolutely love the guy. He is wonderful in many, many ways, but that undercurrent of darkness runs deeper than first appears.

[fatkish]

JJK Boys x SU Pearl Reader

Nanami:

Likes how organized and cleanly you are, doesn’t mind that you clean his entire house and do all his chores. Actually appreciates that you steam and iron his clothes

Thinks you’re kinda like a housewife. Forgets just how strong you are on occasion

Was reluctant to allow you to open doors for him because he’s a gentleman, even tried arguing with you to stop but eventually gave in and let you

Loves that you’re always prepared by constantly having bandages, extra clothes, first aid kits, etc and that you carry extras of his things in your gem. Originally had to fight you on what you could and couldn’t store in your gem like, you can’t store his wallet or keys in your gem but you can carry his bag and an extra set of keys

Enjoys having you prepare his meals since you learned to cook in order to better ‘serve’ him. Loves the meals you prepare for him

Isn’t too thrilled about your lack of self worth when it comes to his safety. Has had multiple lessons with you and lectures you on why you’re important and how your life is worth something to him

Thinks that the light you can project from your gem is a very useful trick

Enjoys seeing your drawings and knows that your very skilled

Isn’t too worried whenever you get ‘poofed’ and need to reform. He is patient with the time it takes

Doesn’t really care about your shapeshifting abilities but thinks it can be useful

Yuta:

Was extremely thankful to you for teaching him how to sword fight until he realized that you don’t have a sense of self preservation and hates that you would throw your life away for him

Teaches or at least tries to help you learn to be your own person outside of your instincts and pre existing need to serve

Thinks you’re incredibly strong and looks up to you as a pillar of strength and is amazed at how elegant and ballerina like you are when fighting

Since the clan elders don’t think you’re a real person and don’t really understand you or care to, they consider you to be one of his ‘things’ similar to Rika, so you’re allowed to follow him around

Enjoys how you’re able to carry his things and loves watching you summon them from your gem

Thinks it’s cool how you can project holograms and pictures from your gem as well as use it like a flashlight

Thinks your shapeshifting abilities are awesome and interesting

Was terrified when you first got ‘poofed’ and kept your gem on him and wrapped in a soft towel the entire time it took you to reform. Is still extremely worried every time

Sukuna:

Likes that your happy to serve him and devote yourself wholly to him

Was originally annoyed by how much you follow him around and open door and such for him. But once he understood that you do this as a way to show how important he is and your servitude to him, not that you think he’s weak and delicate, he grew to appreciate it and now relishes in it

Gets off on every time you address him as “my lord”

He doesn’t really have many things for you to carry for him so he just lets you carry weapons that he ‘obtained’ (stole from Jujustu Sorcerers) for you and was thrilled to see you become a decent fighter with them

Whenever he’s bored he’ll make you sing or dance for him to entertain him

Thinks your shapeshifting powers could come in handy

Lets you draw him since you’re good at it and may occasionally pose for you

Isn’t too worried about you being ‘poofed’ since he knows you’ll reform but will kill anyone who ‘poofs’ you

Gojo:

Loves to dance with you and has tried to fuse with you on multiple occasions only to fail

Loves to have you sing with him

Doesn’t mind that you open doors and such for him, thinks it’s fine since you enjoy doing it

Lets you carry his bags when he’s shopping since you can just store things in your gem

Loves watching you train against your self projections and even cheers you on which can be distracting

Loves how he doesn’t have to clean or do chores since you enjoy doing them

Loves watching you unknowingly project your dreams when you sleep and will tease you about them

Lets you draw him and has you teach him to draw better but never actually gets any better

Asks you to shape-shift into the weirdest things for his own amusement but you still accept his requests

Is extremely impatient when waiting for you to reform after you get ‘poofed’