#vinn has a thought

[vind3miat0r]

every time someone likes my old listener oc ref sheets post a part of me dies inside

[vexinghearts]

I have a request to make. Platonic yandere shinobu and kanae +child reader. Please and thank you.

ʚ Thank you so much for requesting!! I hope my portrayal of the two is close-to-canon & satisfactory ɞ

- Vinn

Kanae & Shinobu are no strangers to taking in a child. They've done it once before with their loving sister, Kanao, yet something was different with you. The two of them came across you when they were on assignment. A demon had been reported in the west, up near the mountains resulting in a string of slaughters.

"Oh, how unfortunate to hear. I'd say we'd better get going then, right Shinobu?"

"We'll slay the damned demon in no time, Master."

The two are quick to set off on their journey having taken a few days to arrive near their location. It was nighttime by the time they do so, which is when a scream rang out through the wood surroundings. The scream put the two on high alert, immediately the two ran towards the source of the sound.

As the two approached the house, they saw a demon on the doorstep, eating away at a now dead woman's forearm. The demon seemed to be distracted by the woman's taste, only ending in it's own decapitation by the older Kocho.

Kanae was rather surprised that a demon was caught off-guard so easily, but Shinobu only said that the demons had the same intelligence as that of a fish and that Kanae shouldn't be so surprised. The young woman sighed and looked down to the fading body of the demon beneath her feet.

"Perhaps, Dear Sister, however you and I both know that is not true."

Shinobu puffed her cheeks, but said nothing else. The thought occured to Kanae to check the home for any survivors. When she looked up the steps she saw that the the sliding door was ajar. Seeing this she gained the hope that there was a survivor, even if only one.

It didn't take long for the sisters to find you. The heartbreaking muffled sobs were quite evident, coming from a closet. Kanae remembered when her and her sister had been in this situation and it tugged at her heart. It took a moment for Kanae to approach the closet door, unfreezing after Shinobu snapped her out of it.

"Hello? Child? You can come out now; you're safe."

Her voice was calming and kind as she coaxed you out of your hiding spot. The door slid open slowly, revealing your teary eyes to the sisters. Kanae kneeled down to your height with a kind smile on her face, holding her hand out to you.

"It's alright, we won't hurt you...My name is Kanae Kocho." She had gestured back to her sister who stood beside her. "And her name is Shinobu."

It took a little bit to succeed in coaxing you out of your hiding place, but it worked nonetheless. You crawled out of the closet, looking to be no older than six. Shinobu observed your quaking body and pitied you. She knew what it was like to lose a guardian, and she knew what you were feeling, however she wasn't too sure what Kanae wanted to do on this situation, but she had an inkling it would be a similar solution to one previously.

"Dear, we regret to inform you, but your guardian has passed on. You will have to accompany us from here on out."

"What?! Kanae, we already-"

When Kanae looked up to Shinobu, Shinobu shut her mouth and huffed once again. She knew that Kanae wanted to save others from their own tragic fate, but adopting every child they come across? They already had one child to take care of, but two was too much. ( ha get it? ) // ( Kill me please /j )

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It takes awhile for Shinobu to get close to you, but after countless nights of cuddling up with both her and Kanae and Kanao, she eventually grows close to you and insists on you laying by her futon. Kanae doesn't mind this, happy that Shinobu had taken a liking to you.

When you're older and have the potential to gain suitors//suitresses(?) , Shinobu tends to chase them off, believing you need her and her sisters only, however Kanae is the opposite. She pushes for you to find a suitor out of love, wanting you to be happy outside of the life of a demon slayer.

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After Kanae was killed while on mission, Shinobu forbid you from becoming a slayer, resulting in you becoming a part of the Butterfly Children. You took care of Demon Slayer's, but did not partake in the missions. However, before Kanae's passing, she had taught you her breathing style. Whenever Shinobu was gone, you were there to protect the younger Butterfly Girls. But, if Gyomei were off of assignment for once, she would leave the five/six of you with him. Afterall, she trusted him, especially since he had taken both her and Kanae in all those years ago.

When the Kamado Siblings arrive at the Butterfly Mansion, she is not too thrilled to have a demon within her walls, but makes peace with it considering Ubayashiki himself had permitted it. She tells you to tend to the boy, but not to get too close to the box he keeps with him.

However, you didn't listen and became quite friendly with the younger Kamado, knowing her now as Nezuko. Shinobu wasn't thrilled with this discovery, but couldn't find it in herself to punish you. If there is ever a day you become too friendly with a certain sibling, however, she will not hesitate to deny him entry at her doorstep.

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Hello Hello Hello 💕

I am so sorry to my lovely requester for taking so long on getting this out! I had to gather a lot of motivation for this, having thought that I could dive head first into writing a oneshot/drabble about one of the (in my opinion) most complex characters in Demon Slayer. Turns out I was wrong lol

I know that there wasn't much Yandere!Kanae (considering I kinda killed her off a bit early in the story) But I do think this turned out better than I expected it too when I first started!

I hope you enjoyed this drabble/oneshot/I'mnotreallysuretbh!! Please let me know what you all think 💕

( Also, should I start a separate blog dedicated to oneshots so they don't get lost? )

Also Also! I made that little header at the top myself!! ( Super proud of it tbh 💕 )

[felinespooky]

Yet Another Twisted Wonderland Theory

Still about Yuu

I am back on my mad ramblings regarding Twisted Wonderland. This time it’s not gonna be as far fetched as a previous post I did that proved to be nothing more than connecting dots that are never there. I feel like this one actually has some merit though as long as I don’t spiral out of control thought wise. Without further ado, let’s begin.

The theory this time around: The game Yuu is more of a conglomerate of the various manga Yuus.

“But how would that make sense?” I hear you, but before I can answer any of that, we are to hit the necessary bullet point questions:

* What connects the Yuus together?

* Who’s crazy enough to do this?

* What purpose does this serve?

Starting with “What connects the Yuus together,” I would have to say I don’t have all the answers considering that, at the time of writing, one Books 1-3 are out and available. Although, I’m only aware of Books 1 & 2 being in English; I play on EN so everything will be lagging behind all things considered. And to make it easier, I’d advise to have a separate tab that has information about what is canon to Game Yuu (@starsilluminateourgalaxy, @mee-op, and @darkscorpiox are where I find all the information regarding Game Yuu)

**A/N: Now, this is where I’d make a vinn diagram but unfortunately with the busy schedule I have going on, I haven’t been able to sit down properly and go full on MatPat or Theorizer on this section before someone or something demands my brain. I will one day make this list; just one a different post or a future edit.**

Now for “Who’s crazy enough to do this” question. The answer is simple: Crowley, our deadbeat bird dad. It’s been heavily hinted, dare I say proven, that it’s him we heard in the beginning of the game as Spooky Hand TM. Spooky Hand/Crowley does this whole speech right before waking up:

“Ah, my lovely Lord,

The noble and beautiful flower of evil,

You are the most beautiful, number one in this world.

— Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who’s the most…

— For thee, guided by the Mirror of Darkness,

Follow thy heart and take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror.

Flames that turn even stars into ashes,

Ice that imprisons time,

Great tree that swallow even the sky,

Don’t be afraid of the power of darkness,

Come now, show your power,

Mine, theirs, and yours,

There’s only little time left,

Do not let go of that hand, at all cost.”

Now, going by key lines, it seems more like an incantation of sorts. Like, asking Hades to release a soul, and the companion to a flower. As if Yuu/the player is merely a seed that’s in the process of blossoming into whoever you want. Hell the “mine, theirs, and yours” line in particular strikes me as off.

Which brings me to the “what purpose” question. The answer is to merely complete a timeline that doesn’t end in tragedy. I believe there is a “time loop theory” running around in the fandom. Though it doesn’t function like the usual trope like in that one Supernatural episode; it functions more like an Undertale loop. In this case, it’s Crowley being able to do it instead of us. Now, why would this matter? I believe it’s because Crowley feels guilty about what happened the first time, most likely a death to some unknown previous Yuu. He genuinely felt sorry for this kid and decided that until he can figure it out, he’d let them stay. Plus they’re keeping Grim under control… but then they die. Best guess is either the cave he sent us to with Ace and Deuce, though that might’ve been different than the one we know, or Riddle’s Overblot. Regardless, he probably felt guilty about it, so he decided to rewind time. Except, something happened, the kid changed. He’d be confused, but he can’t blow his cover since he’s not supposed to be messing with time. So he takes it by the chin and acts normal. And the timeline does change, this Yuu (Yuuken) survives! But only a little as eventually, this one dies to Leona’s Overblot. However, he’s not letting this piece of Yuu die, he tries again. Except, it’s a different Yuu, Yuuka. The timeline changes just a little, she survives just a bit longer than the other, but she soon succumbs to death. This pattern happens until it’s Game Yuu’s turn. This time, Crowley has decided to create this Yuu, one that’ll survive everything in Twisted Wonderland! One that’ll survive Grim’s Overblot this time around! Maybe for shits and giggles, he forms this one into the image of the very first unknown Yuu. After all, if he just so happens to have something from the previous Yuus, how hard can it be to make life? However, that’s not the only thing that’s changed, he’s changed too. He was probably an actually great dude, but getting too attached to the most unluckiest kid to ever exist has wounded him. So, he tries to keep us busy and away from him. He probably cries seeing our Yuu just living life ignorant of his goal. But sevens forbid he cry, so he acts. All the while he hints at his works, calling himself kind and generous, probably wanting us to remember if possible.

Even if this theory flops like my other hot take, this makes for some hella great Crowley angst. Let the deadbeat crow suffer.

[loverraccoon]

Field of Lovers

Epilogue

I felt the breeze blowing my hair in and out of my face as I laid out on my blanket. A small smile crossed my face as i covered my eyes in hopes of shielding them from the sun. I was thinking of him more than anything.

The only man who had the same effect on me as the burning sun. He shined so brightly I could barely bear to look at him. He burned me up but kept my heart warm in a gentle way. I could barely stand to be in his presence during his brightest hours but those few minutes I endured without making a fool out of myself were some of the most beautiful memories I've gained over the years.

"Tia, come inside, lunch has just been prepared!"

I sat up and looked around the beautiful country side once more knowing fully well this is my last day of peace. My current abode is my grandparents' home. They gave birth to my dear father well dear to them. Not dear to me at this age.

I recently turned 26 and all I ever hear my father and mother talk to me about is how they were married by the time I was 22. I couldn't care any less though since I find locking myself into a loveless marriage to be worse than being alone. I am actually quite happy as I am and I don't need any other man pestering me more than my father does already.

Even if I wanted to get married it wouldn't be fair. I only have one gentleman on my mind and he is far out of reach for me. My father would definitely not call him a gentleman and to be honest neither would I.

After dinner I found myself reading when my maid Rose came in. She was very endearing to me in every way. I respected her a lot and appreciated her everyday. She worked very hard for her family and husband and I longed for a life where I could work and be married. Managing a household is nice and all but i wish to work at something instead of maintaining a house and staff. I longed for freedom of choice in all matters. In matters of love and purpose especially.

Rose had a calm disposition but if I ever dared ask her about her favorite meals to prepare her face lit up with joy and all she could do was talk about her ideas or thoughts on different types of recepies. I loved her dearly even though we were what you'd barely call friends but I trusted her. She knew me well and she also never told anyone else the things she knows about me.

We suddenly heard a loud cracking sound and Rose immediately shot up and ran downstairs and I hurried after her. My grandmother came into view as she started shouting at the young maid who accidentally dropped a teacup.

"Do I pay you to break my belongings or do I pay you to keep it the same as it always was by my design?!" Her raspy voice and dark features left a hint of fear inside the maid even if she was but an old lady with graying hair. Ever since her husband died she's been a terror to the maids and this maid just made a big mistake. She should prepare to be bothered for the next few months.

After my grandmother finished reprimanding that poor maid she gestured to her husbands old office and looked me directly in my eyes. I followed her into the room and she sat down in his chair.

"My child I know things I can't hide any longer" she rested her hands on the table as she spoke to me. I sat down in front of her. I felt a looming dread creep up on me.

"Your parents are very unhappy with your marital status and they plan on sending you away to live in Laurance with your aunt." I felt my heart sink as I thought about all that I'll be leaving behind. My friends, my secrets and... Vinn.

"If I may ask why are you telling me this?" I asked holding back tears.

"Child most women my age morn their husbands and I don't. I never loved or cared for your grandfather and i regreted my marriage to him everyday of my life. Don't let some young man make you into a fool with promises about loving you forever. I told your parents to send you to Laurance." Words were bursting off of my tongue but before I could speak my grandmother continued.

"Marry a rich man who can keep you happy. Don't fall for the tricks your heart tells you. I want you to have a better life than I did. You're such a smart girl and deserve freedom, don't suffer your whole life with a man who doesn't care about you for nothing." She said holding back tears.

I knew grandfather wasn't a good man but it was painful to see the mark he left on this woman.

"I love you grandmother but my life shouldn't be in your hands." She stood up with an expressionless face.

"You can have your own opinions and I'll have mine" she looked out the window blankly. She had no direction, no goals and nothing to live for in our eyes. We were very alike in that sense. I'm not sure where I'm headed. I do as I please and have nothing in my life that is mine.

That night I slept knowing fully well that next week was my last week of freedom. It was all but rash but I wished to tell Vinn everything that happened. If I see him at all that is.

The next day I set off on my way home to Florian. A new future is dawning and my static life has been turned upside down.

[fortheloveofkiller]

Sorry that I'm suddenly asking about Vinn now but What kind of person is he? Both as a child and a marine?

It’s no worries! Vinn was a very headstrong kid whose heart went out to everyone that needed it. He was able to read Caldia like a book from the second they met, and he thought she was good, despite who her father was. Vinn was and is well liked, he could have had a million friends, but he chose Caldia.

He’s always been goal driven, whether it was achieving his own or helping Caldia achieve hers. At some point, he admitted to Caldia that he wanted to take the Marine route in life and she…wasn’t a fan to put it lightly. He ended up doing it, but still stays loyal to Caldia, as much as he can even though they hardly see each other now. Unbeknownst to Caldia, Vinn has risked a lot to help keep her under the radar, including his own job and life. He accepts her anger at him for his choice to become a Marine, but he still sees her as his best friend.

He’s genuinely not a bad guy but he’s not without his flaws. He’s made mistakes in his career, and he is secretly rethinking his life choices due to him becoming more aware of the damage so many Marines caused and keep causing people. He doesn’t want to end up like that.

[violaceum-vitellina-viridis]

letters to the other side, pt. 1

it’s a random day in august 2024, and i miss you.

i mean, i miss you most of the time – it’s a background radiation to my entire life, now. it has been since i was 13. it’s gotten smaller, by which i mean it’s gotten bigger, by which i mean it’s gotten more familiar; i don’t notice it as much, anymore, i mean. i go most days without thinking about you, at least not explicitly. just when i think about vinn, or katie, or chelsea, or angela, or that night at the natatorium, or when i hear certain songs, or or or. 

i think about you a lot, is the thing, but still. i think about you less now, at 27, than i did when i was 17, than i did when i was 14. it’s been fourteen years, after all; my life is so much more than it was when you were around. it doesn’t always feel like it, though. 

i finally got your tattoo, this year, for your birthday. haven’t gotten the chance to show you – your grave, i mean. i think you’ve probably seen it, wherever you are. i need to get it touched up. i don’t know if you’d like it – if you’d approve. i think you would, or at least you’d like that i like it, because you were like that. non-judgemental. it’s one of the things that i miss the most about you, how much you never cared what everyone else thought about us. how much light there was to you that never really dimmed. they called it christ-like love, and i guess that’s probably what it was. a love that transcended. 

this grief is a home, now, not just background radiation but the mortar keeping my foundations and walls steady. you are that mortar, the ways in which you, and the lack of you, shaped and molded me into who i am and am not today.

it’s a random day in august, in 2024, and of course i miss you. 

as ever and for always, wayne: i hope you had the time of your life.

[radi0activesmile]

@the-smallest-star

"Gritt is my son," he speaks out before the hellhound even has time to finish asking if he's close to the young star. It's a fact he's considerably proud of-- and explains why his smile is so tight (and his death-mark is currently glowing rather vibrantly against his forehead).

Vinn explaining his connection to Clementine did, in fact, cast away any thoughts that the Hellhound might be an enemy-- or a clout chaser, hoping finding the missing idol would earn him some form of fame. "A fine young lady you've raised," he says before looking about the terminal.

"Chemical warfare, hm?" That explains why he can't get a good scent for anything other than the acidic scent of toxins.

"You don't need to be vague with me, good fellow. We both know who that someone is." Someone he should have skinned and made into soup months ago. With that, he folds his arms behind his back and turns on his heels towards the exit. "I know a shortcut to the colony."

[wirehead-game]

redraw of the kiddos. (may2019 v oct2024)

ill be so fr, i havent developed adva or even thought abt her in so long. i was always insecure she was like. a frisk clone. and tbh she kind of was.. everyone competing to use her for their own reasons...

(KOWARETA HITOGAWARI GA HOSHII NO SING IT HANATAN anyway) vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvb vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv cat stepped on my keyboard thanks hermione

とにかく i havent developed any of these 3 in so longsies. i am developing graham/brielle. so much. and rena kind of . but vinn/citrus/adva are soooo underdeveloped its crazy.

i was spitballin concepts tryig 2 find out HOW TO MAKE ADVA A FUN CHARACTER and i was like.. maybe since shes prewar.. she has data, recording... maybe it is proof that ends some kind of dispute between two sides .

oh what if thats what if i did with those two captains from my dream.... 'THEY FEUDED SO WE FEUD' kind of two-lineages... but they were lovers or smth idk did avatar do this i cant remember

idk. i just need to revamp her

AND I STILL HAVENT DECIDED ON A COSTUME OR EVEN A FINAL NAME FOR CITRUS JFLJSDFLS

wait when looking up names for . oranges. smoene named their villager on orange-island acnh "clementine..." i could so do that... clementine fits her so well. . . .

hmmmm ill find smth

[vinnbe]

i wouldn't mind (a friend) event starter for @lucielxbe

vinn has managed to slip into one of the quiet corners of the festival, needing to recharge as his social battery dwindles. he isn’t used to huge events like these, let alone being in such a dense crowd. though he's been enjoying himself, he’s starting to get tired. he contemplates leaving early, but he hasn’t accomplished his main goal yet: to make at least one new friend—for his aunt’s sake. she’d be disappointed if he didn’t at least put in some effort.

scrunching his nose, vinn scans the sea of people. his eyes dart from face to face, searching for someone who looks like they might need company. most people here seem to be attending with a group of friends, and vinn would rather approach someone who’s alone; it’s less intimidating that way, and the thought of embarrassing himself in front of a single person is far less terrifying than doing so before a crowd.

his gaze finally lands on a guy standing by himself. vinn takes a deep breath before walking over. as he makes his way towards the guy, he mentally rehearses a dozen conversation starters, but reality often proves trickier than imagination. as he approaches, his foot catches on a loose patch of earth, and he nearly trips, flailing slightly before righting himself. his cheeks flush as he bows in apology, even though he caught himself before a collision could take place.

“i am so sorry,” he blurts out. he supposes this could help break the ice too. “the ground is so slippery from all the water.” his laugh comes out a bit awkward, but vinn tries his best to calm his nerves. “i’m vinn, by the way.” once his name is out in the air he wonders if perhaps he should have used his korean name instead to make things easier, so he quickly adds, “you can also call me jinwoo,” just in case his korean name feels more approachable.

[terraliensvent]

https://www.tumblr.com/terraliensvent/746952815359000576/have-a-few-asks-in-my-inbox-and-im-a-bit-too-busy?source=share

context you asked for;

Kina said something about the war about Palestine. Vinn posted a video of their cat going “um… anyways” because his cat LICKED their phone’s camera.

Bug, Kina and their little white knights ganged up on Vinn, basically attacking him for sending a video of his cat instead of responding to the thing about Palestine.

Vinn’s response, “I don’t have anything to say about it” I got more context of this from Vinn as they meant, they don’t like to talk about or get involved in conversation to do with wars, politics, ect.

Bug and Kina then started saying quotes to Vinn about the Palestine war, this can be seen as them forcing their beliefs on Vinn.

I would also like to remind everyone that Vinn is the person that Bug and Coy basically attacked for not being on Coy’s blacklist and was showing off their new Synthetic Terra, which was a Coy design. Only for Coy to add Vinn to their blacklist and deadnaming them in the process.

Vinn is also the person Bug, Coy and past staff enabled harassment against over being blamed for the first Tumblr blog and the same person they stole the MYO from.

Looking back at all of this indicates that Bug, Coy and Kina are acting like this towards Vinn on purpose, and this can be considered as online bullying. Which is illegal in most places and they can be charged for it.

Vinn has left the server and wants nothing to do with the species if Bug, Coy and Kina are lying about them all saying they’d step down and LEAVE the species.

Please go support the victims of the Terraliens staff and members from the PSA and present, this is beyond disgusting behaviour from the current and past Terraliens staff even allowing this behaviour to happen within the server.

post related

my initial thoughts

this is great context thank you anon

ok so

im gonna maintain the stance that if they didnt want to see or participate in political discussions they could have gone to a diff chat, its like seeing a tweet talking about palestine and going into the comments and posting a pic of your cat; its just unnecessary and you can move on

that said there is the possibility that kina and bug already had a distaste for vinn and that may have influenced their behavior, but in this specific situation i think it isnt the most important. i also wouldnt go so far as to say its online bullying and harassment but again im just basing that off of this specific situation because it seems like vinn was the catalyst of their own volition and not out of bug/kina seeking them out to be mean.

[loganslowdown4]

I love this episode so much!

Here’s last week’s poll! I’m so happy majority votes Melle Vinne!

This week’s poll I voted for Fast Timmy! I’d fight that brat, he can’t outrun me, he thinks he’s so ‘fast’. 😂

And somehow I got first vote, but I inadvertently learned that upload is at 7am EST every Wednesday—

And this episodes question about who would I ask and what? Well, I know that Roman and Youngblood missed out on another chance to talk to Burgundy Redd and I’m hoping in a future chapter they’ll come across her again. Because I just KNOW (feel it in my gut) she has more information that could be enlightening!

And that’s all my notes on this week’s podcast upload! I’m going to be finishing my thoughts and theories on Episode 10 of Roleslaying on YT (Frogtown Baby) soon!

“Roleslaying with Roman” Podcast - Ep. 3 is out now!! Check out what ridiculousness we get up to this week! And thank you for all the support we’ve gotten so far!! 💘  

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/47nJTPvXqdf6gJAnlu31Jk?si=05b508097e97487b

Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/roleslaying-with-roman-a-dnd-adventure/id1707109949?i=1000629375000

[vind3miat0r]

curious who your favourite iwtv chararcter is

i love Armand my bbg he did nothing wrong 💔💔💔

i have actually told my dad before that if i was in Louis' place i would have been entranced by that pathetic wet cat of a man and would have been manipulated for more than 70 years 😭

but yeah i jus think hes neat and Assad really knocks the acting out of the park for him :3

[sassyduckqueen]

Behold the holder of the Swan Miraculous, Atrarus aka Felix Culpa, uncle of Felix Vanily de Graham and Adrien Agreste!

So I am really happy with how this turned out. I wanted to go with a fairly dramatic look so I took inspiration from the actual black swan, from Swan Lake Ballet and from Howl's moving castle.

Now despite the dark and dramatic look, Atrarus is actually a good guy. His miraculous is the Swan Miraculous and its Concept is Preception. Now I did think about going with a white Swan but since black swans are rarer and less likely to be associated with good, I thought I'd go with that instead of a class white Swan. The kwami is called Vinne (thank you to @naruwitch for both the name Vinne and Atrarus) and he is a mischievous, fun loving kwami who likes to play pranks on people. The miraculous is a collar brooch that appears as a pair of wings when active and as a small silver Swan with rubies and bronze detail when not.

As for his powers, I have decided to give him three as he's an adult and i intend for him to be fully attuned to his miraculous and kwami.

The first is called Temporal Hiatus. It is the beginner level Power and gives the user the ability to pause time for 5 minutes within a certain raidus. Everything within the raidus apart from the user is affected.

The next is the intermediate ability. Its called Temporal Distortia and can change someone's perception of time for 5 minutes. The affect depends on what the user wishes to achieve such as slow their time perpection or speed it up.

The final ability is the master level ability. Its called Temporal Reversal. It allows the user to rewind up to 5 minutes of time, restoring anything to its previous state and transfer the Temporal energy to a target, effectively giving them the effects that has been reversed. However, it also has a time limit of 5 minutes. As soon as time runs out, the affected will be restored to their original state and time will be restored. For example, someone could have their arm broken and the user could use Temporal Reversal to 'heal' the injury and even cause someone else to break their arm in the same place but the effect of the reserval will disappear once its used up its time so the break will reoccur on the original and disappear on the victim.

Anyway, I'm really happy with this design and we'll be seeing him real soon in the story 😁

Edit: forgot to mention the Transform phases. To Transform its 'Vinne, Assemblé!' And to Detransform its 'Vinne, Dégagé'. These terms come from Ballet so I thought they were perfect for the Swan Miraculous

[vinnieswife]

Hyperactive

Vinnie hacker x reader

Warnings: smut,dirty talk,daddy kink,choking kink idk lol

Words: 2178

It's a stormy afternoon, clearly you just wanted to stay in bed, sleep or watch some series on your laptop, clearly those were not Vinnie's plans.

Let's be honest, Vinnie is a hyperactive person, he can't stop still for two seconds, and it's something you love but God, at the time of sex his endurance surprises you, he could give you 4 rounds in a row without stopping, with the same pushing force than the first round.

And there you were trapped in Vinnie's arms begging you for some action.

"Oh lord Vin it's 7 pm,you are unbelievable" you tell him laughing.

"Oh come on please, just one round, please"

"You are a liar, do you think I'm stupid ?, when you say -one round- you literally mean 3 rounds at least"

He suppress a laugh "come on I promise, just one"

“What I get if I accept your deal? Huh? "

"Cuddles and I promise that I will watch My Little Pony with you"

"That's a good deal" you smile.

Then he approached and placed himself on top of you, one hand on one side of your head and the other caressing your neck, then he cut the distance between your lips and his, biting slightly your lower lip, while your lips collided with each other he caressed with his tongue over your lower lip, asking for permission, to which you opened your mouth to allow his tongue to lightly caress yours. Vinnie is a great kisser, his kisses can make a thousand butterflies flutter in your stomach or that a bad day has a happy touch.

"Can I take this off?" He have ask referring to your (his) shirt. His kisses began to go down your jaw leaving small bites and bruises until they reached your neck, he sucked on your soft spot making you moan, and grab his curls, he smiled against your skin while continuing to leave marks on your neck and shoulder.

He bit into the gap where your neck and your shoulder come together to get a loud moan from you. Your skin lit up with every kiss planted on your skin, with every little touch that Vinnie's stomach had met your abdomen when he leaned further down.

His kisses descended further to your collarbone and the top of your breasts. "may l?" No matter how many times Vinnie had seen you naked, he would always ask you a thousand times.You nodded smiling, his hands traveled to your back, undoing the hook of your bra. Vinnie took off the piece of fabric from your body, observing your breasts and leaving a kiss between them.

His mouth traveled to one of your nipples, wrapping his mouth around it,his tongue moving in gentle circular movements around the bundle,while his hand twisted and pinched the other.

Out of nowhere Vinnie gently bit your nipple down making you moan at the sudden movement.He smirk against your skin leaving there a few kisses before keep going down.

He kisses your ribs, your sides and your abdomen stroking your hipbones. His strong (and hot lmao) hands stroke your thighs and slide down your shorts,also he remove your underwear with his teeth.

He start teasing your thighs biting on them lightly,making bruises and stroking them with his hands.Then he plants a kiss on your clit making you gasp at the sudden pleasure,his tongue explores your folds tasting you, you moan and tug on his hair making him groan sending vibrations though your pussy making you squirm. Long, satisfying wet stripes were dragged from your core to your clit, where he would suck and pull with his lips, leaving your legs shaking and toes curled.

Vinnie looked up and made eye contact with you, his dark gaze making you want to tug at his hair and release you for him right there. His eye contact was so seductive and commanding, it made the butterflies in your stomach flutter even more, and even more so when he thrust his tongue into your core, testing you in every way possible. He start to the tease your entrance with his tongue slipping it in and out in an agonizing slowly pace.

“Vinnie please...”you beg

“Please what love? Finish the sentence”he smirks,making eye contact with you,stopping his movements.

“Please I need more Vinnie”

“Oh love,that’s not my name,say it right”

“I’m sorry vi-daddy please”

“That’s better baby”

He kisses you clit,sucking harshly on it making you moan at the roughness,his finger run over your folds easy slipping in your entrance,he start pumping in and out at a fast pace,biting lightly at your clit every often.

“Can you take another one princess?”oh he can be a dick sometimes,and also a fucking dom in bed,but he’s never going to do something without asking if you are comfy with it.

“Yes I can,please”

He ads another’s finger pumping both in a faster pace than the one before,he just loves the sign of you begging under him,asking him for more and of course he’s gonna give it to you,he start massaging your clit with his tongue moving it side to side or just sucking on it.

"You're doing so well baby... I love you so much," he murmured into your folds, his tongue licking all your wetness.

"I love you too but ..." you breathed, unable to finish your sentence. I could hardly pull the words out of your mouth, your vision was starting to blur, white stars were burning in the corners of your eyes. With a few more pumps you come undone on his fingers moaning loudly,your hand flying to Vinnie’s hair tugging on it harshly making him moan,the vibrations giving you more pleasure even when you just come.“Taste sweet as always love, did I make you feel good princess?” He mumbles kissing your bruised thighs.

You nod with your head, not having the force to talk.He start moving upwards kissing your stomach,your ribs,your breasts stoping at your neck giving to them a couple os kisses.You grab his face with both of your hands,pulling him close to kiss him,you two just separate for air when the kiss started getting too passionate.

“Vin please...”

“What do you want love?, cmon tell me” he says looking at your eyes.

“I-I want-t you t-to...”

“Words Y/n stop mumbling things like a slut who doesn’t know what she want”he grabs you by your throat gripping it tightly

“I want you to fuck me hard”

“Beg for it then”oh god,now you know the game have just started.

“Vinn please,make me yours please” you start kissing his neck for a little push.

“Do you want me to fuck you dumb love?”

“Yes please,I will be good I promise”you lol at him with pleading eyes and he kiss you harshly,biting your lower lip making you moan loudly.

You broke away from the kiss for a brief moment, images from the night before flashing through his mind, leaving his mind wandering to think of you right now, or a few seconds in the future. "You under me, like last night." He returned his lips to yours, kissing you fervently, taking your breath away as you moaned into his mouth, giving him the green light that it was okay to move on.

"Moaning." Once again, his words mixed with your lips. His phrase sent chills down your spine.

"Screaming my name."

More butterflies churned in your stomach. He knew exactly how to get you where he wanted.

"Your hands ... Grabbing my hair, running them down my back."

His soft lips parted from your lips with a gasp, where he began to descend, moving from your chin to your neck, kissing the bruises left the night before.

"You ... You squirm with impatience while I would bother you."

His voice was warm, but soft and husky, and still dark in the evening . He invited you, asked you to indulge yourself more deeply and lose yourself in his touch, in his tempting mantle of entertainment.The front door of the house rattled shut, indicating that you and Vinnie were left alone "I guess that's my signal," he chuckled, pressing his lips against yours once more, kissing you feverishly."Your signal was when I kept begging you," you reminded him in the kiss, their words intertwined as he laced his lips with hers.

A playful smile appeared on his face, your lips pressed against his teeth as he gets closer to you, his chest now pressed against yours. "So needy, right?"

He wakes up to take off his sweatpants and his underwear, when he get completely naked you keep looking.

"Mmm-hmm," you confirmed, running your fingers through his hair, grabbing him so he could rush up and insert himself inside you.

“Vin please”

Vinnie's hungry kiss sped up when he finally heard your pleas. He lined up with you, his tip brushing against your folds sending an impatient impact through your torso until finally, he thrust into you, a loud moan came out of him and you moaned loudly into the kiss.

Slowly, Vinnie's pace began to pick up, filling you completely now each time, your back arched off the mattress. The kiss became hungrier and more necessary, Vinnie nibbled your bottom lip very gently as he grew hungrier for the connection that would fill the void between space and time, that would fill his void for more of you. . Another thought crossed his mind as he took your hands, placing them above your head, intertwining your fingers with his.He gently moved inside you, watching your face intently as he writhed in pleasure, he moved closer to your face and whispered into your lips.

"Open your eyes and look at me." He said softly, but you understood the order. You opened your eyes and found his eyes immediately, watching you intently as he rolled his hips towards you gently, slowly picking up his pace.

"That's princess. Are you okay?" He said kissing your neck, his hand reaching up and grabbing your chest, caressing it in his hand.

"Vin harder,please." You moan and, to his surprise, you met his every thrust, your hips brushing against his. He kissed you generously for your answer, and did what you asked by moving his hips faster, earning a moan from you; Your nails dug into his back harder. His slow, gentle impulses soon became fervent and needy, every time you let out a groan, he quickened the pace chasing your release, desperately wanting to see you wake up beneath him.

"Vin." You moaned: "I'm so close."

"Let it go, doll." He said taking his thumb towards your clit adding additional stimulation, you had to bite your lip to avoid screaming.

"Come for me precious, let me feel you come". You loved listening to his dirty talk while I pound into you, reaching your orgasm at an alarming rate.Vinnie covered your mouth with his hand, muffling your cry of pleasure but not by much. Vinnie's own orgasm followed immediately after yours when he held his hand over your mouth, desperately trying to muffle his own sounds of pleasure by biting his lip and he spilled himself deep inside you, his trusts coming to a stop,

Then he got hold of you and let you rest on him. Vinnie kissed the top of your head as both breaths slowly returned to normal.

"How are you doll?" He asked in his deep, husky voice for a deep love affair.

"In good right now but I'm completely sure that I'm not going to feel my legs tomorrow" You whispered against his chest, lavishing his chest with soft kisses. Vinnie leaned his head against the pillows enjoying your kisses immensely and knew for a fact that he was chaining you to this bed and keeping you here forever.

"Good night Y/n"

“Good night Vin”

[ahelluvahigh]

Alastor. Right. He can teleport people, can't he? During one of his visits to the hotel, he remembered hearing Husk grumble about how Alastor has plucked him out of places with no warning. Yeah... he can get Vinn out. "'m holdin' you t' that. Don't you fuckin' die on me, okay?" Okay? Shit. He's doing it again. That's such a tell that he's nervous. He's got to stop it.

... Later. Bigger things to deal with now. He places one hand on Vinn's shoulder, squeezing it as he wraps the little webbing he was able to produce in the short time span around the hound's leg.

"'m comin' back down if y'er not up in five minutes." It's obvious he doesn't want to leave. He doesn't like the idea of leaving a man behind (ignoring that he just told Vinn to leave him behind), but... Gritt. Gritt needs help, and Anthony needs to be able to see that he's alive.

It's only then that the spider puts his weapons away and uses all six hands to hold Gritt to him. "C'mon. We're gonna go see Angel. Y'er gonna be okay." He tucks the young imp's head against his shoulder and darts towards the entrance. Just the breathing stuff. Just the breathing stuff-- but they're so far under the water. Can Gritt's body stand the pressure? What about the temperature drop? What if he--

Bzzt.

Before Arackniss can complete that thought and put the air-tube into Gritt's mouth, his body tingles-- that sensation one gets when their leg falls asleep-- except all over his body.

He's on the shore.

With Gritt.

... Did his shadow go back to Alastor? Did it explain?

"... Thanks." Now please bring Vinn up too. I've got your kid. Promise.

"TONY!" he shouts, coughing immediately after-- he's only raised his voice a handful of times since Anthony died. It seems his throat isn't used to it. "WE'RE OVER HERE!" Another cough as all six arms hold Gritt that much more closely. Almost home, Gritt... almost home.

@arachn0philia

Ooooo Frank had broken something, Vinn could tell. Gator jaws were no joke. He managed to wheeze through it. "Can't... feel m'legs. He broke... broke something." Shit. Fuck. He should of been more careful.

He managed to turn his head, wincing as he then reached up and squeezed Arackniss's shoulder, "Get him... out. Don't need the suit... just the breathing stuff. I can... I can get Alastor... he gave me somethin'. He'll get me out. But Gritt... he needs Angel. And a doc."

He probably needed a doctor too, but Arackniss couldn't carry them both. "Trust me eh? Promise... I'll see you... then you can make... make me a hammock." He managed to laugh, then regret it as it sent pain through him.

[sullustangin]

[i don't mean this as hate to you, and i'm sorry if it feels as such, this is not my intention]

so you're saying that people should not be able to kill characters just because you personally don't want that option and its outcomes? should we really go back to class story plot armor bullshit when BW removed the option to kill malavai and beta players bitched about this bc he was the only healer comp? i don't think so. it was blatantly stupid.

almost every kill option is justified. it'd be hella weird if a dark v sith couldn't kill a person who crossed them or a person who know something and might let others know. it's like not giving a light sided character an option *not* to kill someone even if the person was redeemable/didn't deserve it/etc etc.

class companions not being involved at all is another story, and i agree wholeheartedly that it's dumb not to include them, especially since about ¾ are unkillable atm. there are some loved ones that almost everyone would love to see. or at least not very hated ones. i'm not even asking for all comps to be involved, that'd take a long time and might cause some backlash (because honestly, i think everything about this game causes some degree of backlash)

i think the devs currently don't have good resources and that's why the latest expansion was so... underwhelming. maybe even last several expansions. story problems are also probably a result of that.

sorry for the long rant, just wanted to express some thoughts

No. That's the opposite of what I'm saying. Players can kill everyone they like. I don't care. I just don't like their decisions making it impossible for me to enjoy the characters I kept alive. That's currently the case, because the game company is catering to they who slay, not me.

At the moment, SWTOR writers assume everyone who can be killed is dead. They are, as I said in the original post "playing to the most basic, barebones, lifeless possibility in the game." And they're writing around that presumption. They literally don't have enough characters still alive to carry the story.

What I'm saying is that the writers should create content that involves potentially dead characters, i.e., Theron, the Tiralls, Koth, people from Vanilla that are a kill choice, etc. If they fit the scenario, they should be written into it. If a player has chosen previously that critical characters are dead, then maybe they don't get "the full experience" of content compared to someone who did let those characters live.

Example: Me personally, I kill Vinn Atrius on every playthrough. Let's imagine that SWTOR decides to do a whole side quest about Vinn. I don't get that quest because I killed him. Instead I either get nothing or I get a quest about the fact I killed Vinn and now I have to deal with the grieving wife/husband/child/bantha/whatever who wants an explanation from me.

Example: People who dumped/exiled Theron after Nathema but let him live get the option to hook back up with him again. They and people who continued their relationship with him get a dating sim a few extra scenes between partners that move the overall story forward. They who killed Theron get nothing because, well, he's dead.

If you have a game that advertises that 'decisions have consequences', then guess what? Decisions should have consequences, like having some content locked out to them. Think of other Bioware games where, if you make a decision, certain people leave your party permanently. You don't get the spiffy content about that character if you made them leave.

Should SWTOR try to put out content with a range of characters to improve chances that everyone gets a little content? Sure. But if someone killed everyone, then they have to live with the consequences of that empty ship/war room.