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muffinsin · 4 months

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👀 anon here, my fav is Bela! Though I totally get not having a fav, they are all such fun characters

And the latter please! Let's say the girls/their s/o been a little shit all day so their dom partner punishes them by putting just the tip in and jerking off that way, despite how much their partner begs for more. Maybe they'll show mercy idk 👀👀

I can’t blame you at all hun! ;)

Thank you for the clarification :) Gonna be switching things up here- switch Bela, top Cassandra, bottom Dani, although all 3 sisters will have a G!P in this👀😋

Let’s get into it! ;)

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Bela

You squirm beautifully below her, fingers fisting the sheets as she teases you. With one hand resting next to your head, her arm used to hold herself up above you, she smirks down at you.

Her sensitive tip is right against your entrance, sliding through wet pussy lips as she thrusts her hips a little. “Spread them for me, little one”, she commands gently. You do so quickly and eagerly.

She’s wet from you already as she finally pushes her tip inside of you. You moan, grinning in anticipation. Yet- the feeling of fullness you yearn to experience again doesn’t follow. Instead she merely laughs, her hand cupping your cheek as she adores your surprised and shocked expression. Her tip rests in you, and only her tip.

“Is something wrong, little one?”, she coos. You whimper up at her, hips grinding down, but she won’t budge. “Mhmm, no, I don’t think so”, she coos.

Instead you feel her lean over you properly, her breasts pushed against your face. She does not need to voice her command, and merely moans breathlessly when you wrap your lips around her nipple. Your other hand reaches up to toy with the unoccupied one, and your other eagerly feels her lean hips, then slides to rest on her smooth back.

“Please, more, more please!”, you beg around her nipple, hips desperately trying to receive more of her inside.

She thrusts slowly, moaning as her sensitive top brushes against your walls. She’s barely inside, yet the pleasure on her tip and her nipples feels wonderful. Perhaps, if she wasn’t trying to tease, she’d push herself deep inside already.

“Ngnm”, she groans, back arched a little as she thrusts her hips quickly, careful not to thrust deep, yet desperate enough for more pleasure for her.

You shiver underneath her, moaning at the foreign feeling of just the tip inside. It’s driving you crazy, the feeling like the most torturous edging you have ever received- so close to what you want, yet seemingly so far away.

“Please, Miss! Please push inside”, you beg, but she ignores it once again.

She looks beautiful this way, with her near golden hair falling off her shoulders and tickling your flesh lightly, her eyes closed and lips parted with each moan that rolls off her wet tongue.

You hook your legs around her hips, attempting to push her inside some more. Bela doesn’t budge, and sticks to the short, but fasts thrusts. Her cock twitches every few seconds. She feels so good, her tip and nipples the most sensitive parts of her body.

You can tell she’s close already from the little pleasure given to her, her adorably intense sensitivity a blessing and curse at the same time. You hope she will grant you her full cock, you need it!

Your lips swirl around her quickly, hands groping her breast, fingers pulling her left nipple as you suck on the right. “Mghmmm! Y-Yes, more, little one”, she groans. A slight blush covers her cheek; she’s needy for you, and can barely refrain from thrusting deep inside of you.

For a moment, when her hips shake and her arms tremble, you believe the blonde will fall, but she continues to hover over you even as her hips pick up the pace once again.

Bela’s back arches nearly completely as your fingernails dig into her skin and you suck her nipple roughly, tugging and pinching the other and teasing it with your index finger.

Her tip is bright pink already, and her thick thighs shake as she leans over you.

“YE-AAH! A-AAh~!”

Bela’s hips buck as she cums at last, her hips jerking forwards helplessly and granting you the feel of her cock sliding a little deeper inside. You catch her easily as she slumps down on you, gasping and groaning as she thrusts lightly.

Your turn, you decide. You merely feel half her cock inside of you, and are painfully riled up from her teasing. If she won’t give you what you want, perhaps you will simply need to take it.

Bela gasps in surprise as you flip the two of you, her back hitting the bed and sinking into the mattress, her breasts still fondled by you.

“Nghnnn! Lo-ove…!”, she pants, shivering and moaning when you at last sink down on her fully.

“No, you’ve had your chance to ruin me, Bela. Now you’re getting fucked, my darling”, you whisper, your fingers teasing her nipples as you raise your hips for the first time.

You’re sensitive and all too eager for proper thrusts into you, and quite riled up from her teasing.

Bela gasps and mewls below you as you ride properly, your grip on her breasts used to lift yourself off her. Her hips thrust weakly, attempting to match your pace despite her post-orgasm sensitivity. A blush covers her face as you praise her for this, more moans slipping from her lips.

You choose a fast pace this time, feeling your orgasm approaching faster than you’re used to.

You lean down and brush your lips against hers, feeling the blonde’s cock deep within you. She fills you wonderfully as you grind your hips down, and her moans and gasps are music to your ears.

“Good girl”, you coo, your hands sliding from her breasts to her smooth stomach, feeling the soft skin as you once again start to ride her properly.

Bela cups your breasts eagerly, her hips thrusting and her fingers toying with you. She feels the slightly painful ache left behind by your nails on her back, pressing harshly against the sheets, and it makes the blonde feel even more riled up.

“Mommy…!”, she moans, eyes shut and lips parted. She gasps when you ride more desperately, her cock aching and drooling precum within already.

You feel so close, your head thrown back and your ass slapping against her balls and thick thighs, your breasts toyed with as golden, lidded eyes stare up at you. You can tell she is as close as you, right on the brink.

“S-So good! Ye-Aah~ yes!”, she moans lowly, her eyes rolled at the back of her head no matter how much she’d rather look at you.

With a squeeze of your breast, you cum too, your cunt squeezing her cock and your flesh breaking out into goosebumps as she thrusts for a few more moments, just long enough for her to reach her orgasm as well.

With a naughty grin, she wraps her arms around you, a soft kiss placed on your forehead as you both lay panting in each other’s arms.

Cassandra

You stand helplessly, arms chained above you and legs spread. Marks litter your skin, consisting of black lipstick, bites and hickeys, bruises from spankings and fingers digging tightly into your skin, nails scratching.

“Not feeling so brave anymore, are we, my little lamb?”, she teases. You feel her between your thighs, her hard cock resting against your entrance.

“After all, you’ve had so much to say earlier, morsel”, she adds, a teasing, sharp nail dragging along your bitten and marked breast.

You whine into the large, black gag sitting snuggly in your mouth, and jump as a hand connects with your thigh. “Speak up if you want something, slut. I can’t make out a word you’re saying”, she speaks roughly, a knowing smirk on her deep black painted lips. You can’t speak, words and even moans muffled and slurred.

“Now then, what was it you said you wanted?”, she hums, recalling your eager and greedy hands sliding between her thighs the moment she woke up. “Yes, you wanted your Mistress’s cock deep inside of you, wasn’t it?”, she coos, and you shiver.

Her hips thrust forwards and you feel her cock rubbing against your soaked slit.

“You’re such a greedy slut, ”, she says, your name whispered in your ear. “Why don’t I change that”, she adds, a mean smirk forming on her lips.

You gasp when she pushes herself inside with merely her thick tip. She’s warm…

“Maybe after this, you will learn to appreciate what is given to you”, she whispers, her warm breath and full lips tickling your ear. The chains rattle as you attempt to move, to somehow pull her in deeper, but it is of no use. Cassandra doesn’t thrust in deep, merely grinds her hips as her tip keeps sliding in and out of you, fucking you with the bare minimum.

It’s driving you crazy, something she is well aware of.

Golden eyes take in your trembling and naked form, marked up for her, a beautiful canvas she is not done painting. You feel her hands come up in front of you, her skilled fingers finding and pulling your exposed nipple. Her other hand slides up further and wraps around your throat snugly.

She crackles when she squeezes with both her hands, pulling a shocked gasp and breathless moan from your gagged mouth.

You feel dizzy with the lack of air, your senses on fire. Every small push of her thick tip into you feels more intense, every tug of your nipples or squeeze of your full breast has your knees buckle a little. You feel her breasts against your backside, as well as the smooth muscles along her stomach.

Her hair tickles your ear as the dominant woman leans forwards, eyes glistening sadistically.

“You want to breathe, you must only ask me, little lamb”, she teases, her grip tight. She keeps thrusting her hips lightly, her hand leaving your breast in order to stroke her cock while her tip rests in you.

“Ghnnn! Mmmmm!”

Loud laughter rings out in the room. “I’m sorry, pet, I can’t understand your incoherent little words”, she teases. Tears spring to the corner of your eyes, your chest feeling tight with the need to breathe.

Eventually, she lets go of your throat, instead brushes her lips against it, marking you yet again.

You try to turn your head, hearing her pant as she strokes her thick cock. Her tip rests inside of you, thrusting a little, yet by far not enough for you to feel her properly. You want nothing but for her to fuck you hard, to push herself deep inside; a dangerous request, given you will surely be unable to use your legs afterwards.

Muffled, slurred moans and grunts of pleasure fill the room fast, her hand sliding alongside your body until it rests between your legs, fingertip tapping your clit teasingly.

“Can you get off from just my tip inside of you, little lamb? Let’s see you humiliate yourself for your owner”, she whispers lowly.

Skilled as she is, you know you don’t stand a chance. With one hand on her own cock, teasing and jerking herself off, and the other toying with your clit, both of you moan from pleasure.

She’s skilled and knows exactly what to do to ruin you, to control you. Cassandra knows how to drag you to orgasm and yet take it the moment before you can cum, to edge you for hours to no end, as well as to hold you down as you receive more and more pleasure after each orgasm. Also, she knows exactly what she must do to bring you close within minutes.

Her fingers work wonders, rubbing and teasing, feathery light touches and rough ones altering. You whine and whimper into the gag, squirming as much as you can in your helpless position as the sadist takes what she wants from you.

You are her prey, after all. She never fails to remind you of this.

“Good little lamb, show me how I make you feel, pet”, she demands, gag ripped from your mouth before she works back on teasing your clit.

“Ple-ha-aah!!”, you breathe out, head thrown back against her shoulder. She traps your clit between two fingers, her index finger stroking it fast and ruthlessly.

“Please A-aaah! Please fuck me!”, you beg, mind hazy. You’d allow her to do anything to you, if only she’d push her large cock deep inside of you and make you cum around it.

“Keep begging me, you helpless thing, you might just earn yourself your reward”, comes her hushed response. You feel closer and closer to the edge, your poor clit red and aching.

“PLEAAAH!”, you shriek when she suddenly pushes deep inside, stretching and filling you completely, just for a moment until all you feel is her tip again.

She chuckles, her tongue licking away tears you didn’t know slid down your cheeks. “That’s it, morsel”, she praises, moaning at the salty taste.

Your knees buck helplessly as she plays with your clit, red and sensitive, bringing you so painfully close to orgasm.

You scream when you cum mere moments later, your emotions and reactions raw and uncovered for her. Golden eyes widen eagerly as she takes it in.

Judged by this, you know she is not stopping her teasing touches of torment anytime soon.

Daniela

Pretty, golden eyes stare up at you as you lean over her, the bratty redhead’s cock twitching and bumping and bulging the black lace panties she is in.

She glances at you adorably, cheeks flushed as you finish up tying her hands with smooth, red rope. You bring them over her head and press down, silently demanding her to keep them pressed to the pillow above her. Another rope is slung across her thighs and hips, keeping her lower region still and in place for you.

“Please, my love…!”, she gasps, hips thrusting up. She grinds against her underwear almost desperately, so beautifully pent up from humping your ass as you were bent over to clean the library. It’s this exactly thing that earns her this punishment.

“No, you needy girl. Today you’re only getting what I give to you”, you coo. Daniela frowns at this, her mouth opening to complain again. You shush her with a fierce slap to her inner thigh, which results in a gasp and surprised shriek.

“Ow! So mean!”, she complains with a faked gasp, though you see the excitement sparkle in her bright eyes. Daniela giggles as her panties are removed, her eyes widening in excitement when you place a white vibrator wand on the bed, as of now merely resting against her waist.

Her grin is promptly wiped off her face as her own, wet and smeared panties are thrust inside her mouth, your index and middle fingertip pressing against them to prevent her from spitting them back out. “Spit them out, and I will personally make sure you don’t cum for a week, Princess”.

The threat is enough to have her obey and stop attempting to push them out. She knows your words are no empty threat, recalling the last time she had made you stick to your promise and nearly came within seconds when the week at last passed and she received an orgasm again after days of cruel teasing and edging.

With the auburn haired brat silenced and tied up to your liking, tripped bare for you and with her cock erect and dripping, you at last begin your game with her.

Daniela moans as her soft thighs are grabbed and your nude body straddles her properly. She inhales harshly as her tip slides inside of you, and shrieks in shock when you don’t allow anything else inside.

Her hips thrust up sharply, and she shrieks in pain at the rope restraining her cutting into her soft skin. “Mgmn! Nhmn!”, the helpless woman complains, her golden eyes wide and desperate as she attempts to rock her hips. Still, she can’t push herself deeper inside of you.

Daniela feels the panties in her mouth becoming more and more soaked from drool as seconds pass and you grind your hips down on her, yet never allow more than the tip inside of you.

Her eyes follow you eagerly as you reach for the vibrating wand, her nipples rock hard and her cock leaking precum against your entrance as you turn it on and hold it to your clit.

“Mhm! Mmmm! Hmpf!”, she complains uselessly, the vibrations against your clit so intense she feels them reach her tip even. Your moans only spur her on.

“Fu-ck, you look so good like this!”, you groan, eyes drifting shut occasionally as the toy buzzes wildly against your clit. Daniela squirms beneath you, face flushed pink and drool covering her lips, eyebrows furrowed as the little brat attempts to beg for more and complains about the unfairness of this particular punishment.

Moans and groans slip past your lips as you feel yourself nearing your orgasm, the pleasure on your clit growing more and more intense with each passing moment.

Her auburn hair is spread around her head, beautifully against the soft sheets and pillows. Golden eyes roll to the back of her head when you lower the vibrator, instead press it against her shaft.

“G-Good Go-Aah! God! Yes..!”, she moans beautifully, although her makeshift gag allows the worlds only to come out slurred and muffled. You notice her fingers fisting the sheets, her thighs trembling slightly even under the deep red rope. Your fingers rub your clit, moaning just at how warm and sensitive it feels.

Daniela whimpers when the toy is removed just as fast as she received it, instead held against her nipples.

The sensitive buds are painfully hard and erect under the toy, her back arching off the silk sheets and her eyes pressing shut. The panties poke out of her mouth, soaked and twisted, muffling each of her phrases.

“Good little princess, show me how good you feel, Dani”, you coo.

The redhead opens her eyes again, pools of golden finding your eyes and sparkling with hunger and lust. Her arms and cock twitch, her thighs tremble.

Daniela nearly cries out when the toy is removed again so soon and instead held back against your clit, leaving her poor nipples sensitive to the touch.

Daniela’s little whimpers and moans do a real number on you; her sensitive and needy cock twitching and practically begging to be pushed in fully arouses you to no end.

Wetness drools down her cock already, and tears spring to her eyes as her tip is so painfully teased. She wants nothing but to push herself inside of you fully, to bury herself deep in you and thrust until her limbs ache.

You’re so close, mere seconds away.

Gasps and mewls fall from her dark painted lips when the panties are dragged out of her mouth, instead tossed mindlessly to someplace on the bed.

She wastes no time trying to beg: “Please, Mistress! My love! Please! Ple-mhmmmph…”, your lips on hers shut her up efficiently, the vibrator buzzing hard against your clit.

Daniela gasps at the feeling when you cum around her tip, tears springing at her eyes as you only chuckle and pant, yet don’t push yourself down on her properly. She knows, this is going to be a long night.

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #👀 anon #bela dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #daniela dimitrescu x reader

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atlas-library · 3 months

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Giggling and kicking my feet and twirling my hair and going "oh my gawd" every time I re-read the nsfw alphabet that you did of toge your brain is so huge💞 gigantic even. You said you don't think he talks during those times (understandable), but do you think he doesn't even like...say tuna? If he has to say something (best dirty talk ever)? Actually, do you think he ever has to fight off the urge to actually speak and say something during sex, and then gets like. Upset at himself inside?

Okay so first of all, I'm gonna cry, this is the sweetest comment ever omg 🥹🥹 I haven't given up on this blog btw, I haven't posted in a while but I just got sick + I have a new job starting soon + somehow the creative juice got sucked out of me, BUT I'M STILL HERE AND THIS COMMENT!!! IT GIVES ME MORE REASONS TO KEEP PESTERING Y'ALL!!! 😭😭😭 so yeah tysm for your comment it just made my night 🥹🥹💗💗

Okay, regarding your questions (nsfw, so find it under the cut!!)

I actually think he would use some rice-ingredient words!

In-between the moans and whimpers, the pants and grunts coming from you both, he would probably ask how you're doing— A small "Mustard leaf?", or even some "Tuna tuna!" when he feels you drift away. And if you ask him how he's holding up, he'd try to give you a shaky "S-salmon..!" so you keep going.

I just think overall he tries to keep quiet, mostly because of how insatiable he is and thus how long sessions can be— If it's his first or second orgasm, he's not necessarily going to slip out. He has enough control to remember he can't fully let go. The more you go on, though... well, you both remember the time when he screamed of pleasure— That was wild, even for him. Sometimes you leave him a crying mess, and all you can do is watch as he pants and lets out unintelligible whimpers.

I also definitely think he would try to say your name. I headcanon Toge with a speech impediment, mainly him stuttering and stammering because he doesn't often get to pronounce new words; he knows his commands by heart, as well as Yuuta's name (and even then, he would pronounce it "Yuuda" at first). However, I think he'd try very hard to pronounce everyone else's names correctly, especially if he got caught doing it and basically got the equivalent of a pat on the head. For his significant other, it's clear he'd try his hardest: he can't tell you how important you are to him, so he'll try to do something simple yet very meaningful for the both of you. He'll try to pronounce your name, without stuttering— And it might slip out during sex.

Whenever he uses it, even though it doesn't seem to affect him, it does affect you: you can't say if it's actual cursed energy or simply your feelings for him, but you find yourself staring at him, admiring his features and drinking any sound leaking from his lips.

🍵 Okay, let's take a breather now. 🍵

...

🍵 Breathe in.. breathe out. 🍵

About your last question— Toge's curse is being a passionate soul forced to silence. He hides it well, but he feels a lot; he's a control freak, similar to Maki (even though they'd never admit it), because that's how he hurts the least amount of people. Before the school, before Gojo, before Panda (his first friend)— Toge was alone. He wouldn't say a word, hands would be shoved against his mouth if he dared breathe too loud. The only person who never shushed him nor feared him ended up being cursed by him— Clearly, everyone's better off far away from him.

The problem is, Toge is a lover. I'm an Inuokko shipper first and foremost so this might be where this idea comes from, but, even platonically, I think Toge would be the one to relate most to Rika. They're like two sides of the same coin when it comes to love. @gelatosushix made a wonderful post about it, so I won't dive too deep into this, but basically: Rika kills when she loves, but Toge dies when he loves.

A common mistake would be comparing Toge to a moth, drawn to fire and getting burnt by it. Toge isn't the moth; he's the flame. You're the moth. He's captivating, he has this mysterious aura yet somehow seems like an open book, but only if you ask the right questions— Only if you learn his language (and I'm not talking about rice ingredients). He intoxicates you, draws you in with his gaze (whether a purple wine with violet droplets, or a fiery brown with amber lights).

Then, he pulls his collar down: tattoos, or maybe burn scars, marking his cheeks and tongue as death takes the form of a baby-faced man. He's a weapon, one even Maki can't wield. He's feared. And yet— The raspiness of his voice, the deep accents scratching his throat— They get to you. Stupid moth flying to its death. At least it'll be sweet, you think.

Toge kills for people, because killing goes hand-in-hand with dying in his case. Toge loves by pushing away; that's how it's always been, that's what he's been taught. Yet you're here— You're holding him, stroking his cheek, singing his name, giving yourself to him. It feels right, it feels like everything he's ever wanted, it feels like so little yet so much to him— And he hates it.

You deserve it all and he deserves nothing. You deserve words. Not silly ones, actual words— But he can't say it. He can't stutter that he loves you, because what if? He could curse you. He could ruin your life, and Toge's already ruined so many lives in the past— It weighs on his soul, yet he can endure it; as long as you're not the next accursed.

So he bites down. On your skin, on his hand, on the pillow— Anything, anywhere. He bites down to keep the sounds from coming out. And if you reassure him, tell him that you know, he doesn't need to say it— He starts crying. He hates himself, he hates his curse, he hates the fucking marks on his face.

His hips slam against yours, he grabs at your skin; you're near, he knows it. He knows you by heart, that's the least he can do.

Deeper, deeper, deeper— You reach the stars first, but he follows soon after. And he keeps crying. He cries the rest of the night, even with you holding him and whispering against his lips. He has to grab onto you so he doesn't run to the bathroom to desperatly try and wash his markings off.

Toge is a lover, a passionate soul forbidden from opening his heart; he hates emotional sex because of how much his heart bleeds from it. It ignites his flame, lures you in even more; and when his cries fill the room, when he hugs you tight— It's like you're a butterfly, pinned by the thorns of a rose you were drinking from.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jjk headcanons #toge #inumaki toge #toge inumaki #toge headcanons #toge x reader #toge smut #atlas answers #atlas writes #atlas headcanons #atlas posts #(i hope it answered your questions! i got a bit carried away🥹)#(it gets me so shy for no reason🥹 hopefully you like it..)#👀 anon

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rodolfoparras · 3 months

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thinking of Price with hyperspermia...🤤🤤🤤

-can I be 👀anon?

Hello I just learned about this condition?? now I’m thinking about jerking him off so many times til he’s got cum pooling all over his stomach dragging your fingers through the mess before slipping them into his mouth watching the way he eagerly cleans them up 🧎🏻‍♂️

Also of course you can be 👀 anon sugar!!🫶🏻🫶🏻

#PRICE NO ONE WILL LOVE YOU LIKE ME LET ME CREAM PIE U #alec answers #👀 anon

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torntoblivion · 8 months

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pspsps I'm curious

what are ur personal arlecchino headcanons? fics/requests aside what do u think of her when you're writing something just for urself :3

- 👀 anon

hey hey! me personally, i see arlecchino as a cold and calm woman on the outside but on the inside, she's temperamental and intense. i feel like she hides her feelings all the time but shows them when she's very pissed off. scara and childe do describe her as insane, that insane side is probably just her angry self.

towards her partner arlecchino would be so patient and kind, she treats them with utmost respect and is very protective of them. arle would definitely kill someone for her partner, not exactly like a yandere, she'd kill anyone who hurts them.

i also think arle unintentionally snaps at her partner when she's angry, doesn't have to be angry at them, but she would feel horrible about it and do her best to control her temper. she has a possessive side too! she wouldn't be abusive abt it don't get me wrong but she might be a little overbearing.

that's all i could think abt i could share more if comes to my mind!

#asks #👀 anon

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blushedfemme · 1 day

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oh. my. fucking. god. I'm literally going feral about every single one of your collab-ish posts with peppermintmochafem, but this one with forcemasc is ohhh----- god this idea of being remade into a perfect butch boytoy by two gorgeous femmes, who just know what's best for me and do it so gently makes me actually dizzy so-- yeah i volunteer as a tribute, moreover, a willing base to make a good boy out of ;)

~👀

@peppermintmochafem look!! a volunteer for our double dom femme forcemasc program 😙💞

#clarke answers #👀 anon #hehe glad you enjoy our lil collabs #forcemasc #forcebutch #also sorry this is so late btw!!! <3

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aphroditelovesu · 3 days

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Forgive me, because I know you have many wips on your hands. Do not feel pressured to answer this right away. I was just wondering how do you picture Alexander in TLQ? The only description of yours that I remember is that he has heterochromia. In the Alexander Mosaic, he has dark hair with a chin strap beard. An ancient writer also described him as blonde haired and blue eyed. How do you envision him when you write?

- 👀 anon

I visualize it according to some old descriptions. Dark blond hair, almost brown, tanned skin, heterochromia (one blue eye and the other brown) and a short-medium height. I think Alexander would be around my height lol, that is, definitely not tall, but he is strong and fit.

I think this facial reconstruction of him would be a good example of how I visualize him. But, as it's a fanfic, you can picture him however you want :).

#ask #👀 anon

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webslingingslasher · 4 months

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ok but how many bodies does peter have. and what would he say when trouble asks him?

CAN I CLAIM THIS? - 👀

i wrote something for this and was so confused…. turns out it’s in my drafts collecting dust. i’ll post it when i get home!!

#👀 anon #3rd fav emoji of all time- u win!

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dirtyvulture · 7 months

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Could you do a one shot with boxer!Natasha and boxer!reader where it's an enemies to lovers trope so to speak. Maybe the sexual tension keeps building and building between the two until one day after their sparing match in the gym they get in a heated argument in the locker room after they've finished showering and they take turns trying to top the other until reader comes out on top, literally. Perhaps a little tribbing 🫣 and maybe a little submission from Natasha before her flipping the tables and telling reader something like "My turn" 😂

-👀

Hi anon!

I did write this (kinda similar) fic already!

I'm going out of town for the next two weeks so I'm taking a pause on writing but maybe when I get back I can write you something. :)

#👀 anon #vulture answers

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streaminn · 11 months

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Longtime lurker, first time asker!

Any snippets of a jealous Enid? Maybe she happens to see Joel and Wednesday walking around Jericho?

- 👀

gotchu eye anon, hope this is fine! thanks for lurking and enjoying my work :)

we need some yoko and enid friendship nowadays

"Yoko hold me back"

The vampire choked on her drink, turning to her friend with a "What?"

Enid's nails dug into the wood "Hold me back," and Yoko didn't need to to be told twice before she wraps her arms around the werewolf.

She laughs nervously when Enid began struggling, her teeny blond of a friend shuffling towards one direction with rabid dog noises. Just what is she- is that Wednesday?!

ah - a rabid snarl struck yoko's ears and she quickly held her friend closer - no wonder Enid's like this.

She's with a guy and honestly what's with Addams and curly haired dudes? You'd think she'd have a type because Yoko is certainly seeing a pattern.

Then curly dude leant close and all hell broke lose with it.

Yoko stood there, watching as Enid all but pounced on the two. An obviously fake smile on her face as she leant close to Addams.

Well, you can say Yoko certainly tried.

#writing #👀 anon

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wildemaven · 2 months

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Ashley! look at me 👀

Strangers is, perfect

Staaaaaaaahp!!!! Anon, come here right now 🫂This ask has me giggling first thing this morning!!!! ☺️☺️☺️ I am so glad you are liking it!! And I’m even more excited for you to read what’s to come!!

Also, I know that line is a Boys reference, but my mind immediately went to the tiktok trend 😂 which made it even more funnier to me! Lol

Ps. I was feeling a little meh about the series the last few days, but reading things like this makes me so happy and excited to finish writing this series for you!! Thank you!!!!

#asks answered #👀 anon #strangers series #sweet friends saying sweet things

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muffinsin · 4 months

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👀anon here, I've re-read pretty much all of your masterlists at least a few times each at this point 😅 am always impressed with how prolific you are and how good your writing is! Thinking about your dimi hands hc...could I request how the girls would be with a s/o with an oral fixation? They notice initially things like their s/o near constantly having sweets/candy or a pen or a toothpick etc in their mouth but eventually those are replaced with the girls' fingers and maybe other things 👀👀

I’m glad you’re enjoying my works! :) makes me incredibly happy to hear y’all liking it this much🙇‍♀️🫶

speaking of: little info to everyone- Masterlist 3 is now due and out!!

This is a very interesting concept! Boy, have I got some ideas for it!👀 (the referenced hand HC post can be found here)

Let’s get into it!🙌😚

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Masterlist 2

Masterlist 3

Bela

Bela picks up on your oral fixation first. She’s very perceptive as it comes to the people she cares about, after all

Now, she doesn’t normally mind it

She does remind you of bacteria sometimes, though, and not to nibble on things that could be dirty, even if not so to the naked eye

You’re her partner, her little human. She cares for you. She also tends to view humans as weaker than they are, and doesn’t want bacteria to be the reason you get sick

It starts with nibbling on your thumb or sleeve, your nails even

She has a nervous habit of biting her lip or the tip of her fingernail sometimes, so she barely even notices this at first

Then, she finds that you nibble on the end of pencils as you write and pause between words or sentences

Rarely she even finds wooden pencils with bite marks at the back. She is fast to dispose of those, however, whether they are from you, a maiden or one of her sisters

She doesn’t want them around

In some situations she even needed to remind you not to nibble on the paint of your paintbrush when painting- You didn’t even seem to notice

In other instances, she finds you absently reading with your necklace lifted to your mouth

She wonders, does this fixation of yours also apply in bed?

She knows you enjoy giving her oral. You never turn it down, and are always eager to have her pant from the pleasure she receives

It doesn’t help that she is painfully sensitive most of the time and grows incredibly wet for you

She is somewhat of a meal, really, between her legs

Still, Bela is curious about your oral fixation and thinks of taking it to the next level

The next time you’re intimate, and have your fingers inside of her, she strikes

Bela swiftly pushes her slender fingers in your mouth, three at the same time

For a moment, she’s unsure- did she interpret it all wrong?

No, for she then notices you lick and suck them all too eagerly

It’s a flustering and adorable sight to her

Often, she will randomly make you suck her fingers. They’re strong and thin, and you seem to take a lot of pleasure from having them in your mouth, your tongue swirling around them eagerly

But, it isn’t quite what she has in mind yet

After all, if you must suck on things, there are plenty other options…

The moment Bela grew aware of your oral fixation, she has had distinct fantasies of you sucking her breasts

Her nipples are so sensitive, she can’t help it. She loves whenever you brush your tongue against them during sex, and it has her fantasize of you sucking them even more

Still, she is too shy to randomly bring it up

Again, during sex, when you’re pressed up against her and fondle her breasts, she is too lost in the pleasure to keep her naughty fantasy to herself

With her hand tangled in your hair, she gently guides your lips to her nipple

“Suck it, little one”, she pleads softly

You do not need to be told twice ;)

And Bela? Oh, you draw the sweetest of sounds from her

She makes it a point to have her fingers and breast in your mouth as often as you like. She will never refuse

At times, even, she will randomly make you suck her fingers during the day merely to fluster you

Of course she will not turn you down to do either for mere comfort reasons too

She finds both actions rather comforting too, should they not happen in a sexual manner

Every time you do nibble on something, she will tease you lightly, though

Cassandra

She doesn’t think you have an oral obsession at first, just that- well- you like chewing things

She finds you biting pencil ends as you concentrate

And your fingers at times, even

Or chewing gum (which she DESPISES) for hours

Or perhaps sucking candy at every given opportunity

She doesn’t mind, she just thinks it’s intriguing once she picks up on it

When you start absently sucking the tip of your thumb when you’re concentrating, she crackles

“Maybe you should get a pacifier?”, she suggests jokingly

Never did she think she would become one

Sleeping on top of you has always been something Cassandra likes to do, with her skin pressed tightly to yours and her hand rested on yours

As such, her chest is often close to you-

Cassandra is shocked when she wakes up in the middle of the night one time from a strange feeling around her nipple

Upon looking down, she finds you have it in your mouth, having had her breast pressed up against your chin prior

She shivers and shrieks a little when you bite down occasionally

Mistakingly, she thinks this is foreplay. But when she giggles, she hears no reaction from you. You’re deep asleep

She grants you this for the night, unwilling to wake you, but will absolutely pull her sore breast away the moment you wake up

She is not a chewing toy!

The interaction has her curious, though

The next night, she slips her fingers inside your mouth as you’re barely awake. Call it curiosity

Again, in no time you start sucking them and nibbling a little. She grins at her discovery as she pulls her wet fingers away again

During the next days, she likes to randomly tip your chin and push her fingers in you

“Good pet. Suck them for me”

To clean them, she claims, but there’s nothing to clean, really. She even makes sure they’re blood-free for her precious human

You’re flustered at this, but enjoy it

During sex, Cassandra implements this too- always has, in a way

It’s as if she just takes more notice of it now

How your hands busy yourself on her while your mouth explores eagerly, biting and nibbling on her

Her lips, her jawline, her throat, her collarbone, her breasts and nipples, her ribcage and waist, her hip and her lower stomach, her cunt and thighs, even her behind

She gasps at each bite placed on her unexpectedly. You must really enjoy working with your mouth

She loves to have you suck her fingers, she realizes

During sex, she makes you do so while riding out your orgasm especially

She especially likes you nibbling and sucking her inner thighs

She’s sensitive there

Cassandra still enjoys teasing you about your oral obsession at any given opportunity

She likes to randomly push her fingers in you and watch you attempt to ignore them, only to end up biting down or sucking in the end

Daniela

Daniela is no stranger to a bit of an oral fixation, although hers is not quite as strong

She too enjoys nibbling on things occasionally, especially as she sleeps peacefully

It helps her relax

She loves to nibble on some of her stuffed animals, too, sometimes even strands of her hair

Still, it takes her surprisingly long to pick up this behavior in you

Then again, it’s not something that bothers her. She finds it cute whenever she finds you nibble on something

The only reason she takes proper notice of it in the first place, is because you’re cuddled up together and she suddenly feels you raise her hand, intertwined with yours, to your mouth

You’re nibbling on the tip of your nail, breath warm against her colder and soft hand

She’s a little confused by this, though looking back, she has seen you do it before

Or sucking sweet or sour candy, which she always begs she can have

Or chewing well smelling gum at nearly all times

Or nibbling on your sleeve, until it’s wet

Or biting your lip and licking it over and over again

She wonders- why do you do it? Do you like it for comfort reasons? Or also sexual ones?

Her curiosity and teasing knows no bounds, and so she promptly turns you to her and pushes her fingers inside of your mouth instead

She likes watching them slide past your lips

“Do you like that, my love?”, she asks, genuine, though teasing

You certainly do!

Daniela quickly finds she likes having you suck her nimble fingers. Especially during sex

Her favorite thing to do?

To tie you up nice and snug for her, finger herself and make her cream for you merely to push her wet fingertips in your mouth and make you lick it all off

“Do you like this, my sweet?”, she’ll tease lightly, with a knowing smirk on her soft, painted lips

She loves making you suck her fingers and swirl your tongue around them- it’s addictive to both of you

Out of all things you could suck on her body, she loves having her breasts or cunt sucked best

Her sensitive nipples rested in your mouth, or moans drawn from her when she moves lower at last

In non sexual situations, she grants you to nibble on her whenever you want

Daniela doesn’t mind, even offers getting you a stuffed animal to bite down on sometimes

She also makes sure you always have chewing gum or candy on hand

Even if she wants it for herself

She still enjoys pushing her fingers in your mouth too, if only to see your reaction, then swarm off giggling to herself

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #👀 anon

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atlas-library · 30 days

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Thank you so much for your reply💞💞 I'm the anon that asked about if toge talked or not during silly time® I loved the answer so much thank you💞💞

If it's ok for me to ask, I also have another question!! A while back you wrote about how you think he would sometimes "go cold" on other people (and I think it was mentioned in the nsfw alphabet too). Are those depressive/manic episodes? What goes on inside his head when he does that? Is it something that is triggered? Does he even realize he is being cold to other people?

(also, sorry for not replying sooner🙏🙏)

note (after i FINALLY finished writing this post) : GUESS WHO FINALLY FINISHED WRITING THIS!!!! this is probably all over the place, i'm so sorry, but honestly this is taking me so long and driving me crazy so at this point!!! i shall blabber about specific points in other posts rather than trying to keep everything in this one. Enjoy!! :D

making my night once again, anon 😔💗 literally never apologise for "not replying sooner", you could have literally never replied and it would have been okay, don't worry you don't have to feel obligated to do anything 💗💗💗

and i'm so glad you're asking this question omg 👁️ i've had this on the back of my mind (and in discord convos) for a while now, i guess it's time to talk about it a bit more 😔✨

listening to nda while writing this because the bass gets to me

okay so, quick disclaimer, i'm not a doctor 👁️👄👁️ i read articles from google and try to find testimonies from people, but 👁️👄👁️ which is why, if i say some wrong shit, please correct me, like, genuinely 👁️👄👁️

cw. inumakis are sketchy, scarification mentioned, child abuse/neglect too, mental health ohgodbuckleup, personality disorders (from cluster b), aspd + bpd mentioned, toge seeks some thrill by jumping off buildings and bridges so that's nice 👁️👄👁️ ig we can say that's some suicidal ideation/attempt there 👁️👄👁️

Okay so, we need some background info before we dive in Toge's mind and mental state.

The Inumakis are very secretive, seen as a cult (something that's honestly kinda "wild" in the Jujutsu world because... wym we're kinda a cult but we got this big secretive cult that's more of a cult than us......), and they're basically naturally ominous even when they don't try anything.

The first thing you notice when you see an Inumaki, if they're an Inumaki by blood, is the markings on their cheeks. I personally don't hc them as tattoos, but as burn marks (which then had purple ink rubbed into the wounds) : the Inumakis use scarification as a way of identifying their clan members. Still, it's very specific: you need to be an Inumaki by blood. But your blood is only recognised as Inumaki if your mother is a "pure" Inumaki. (For clarity purposes, we'll use the word "pure" to describe Inumakis by blood).

Toge's father is an outsider who married his mother, a pure Inumaki. Despite his father being an outsider, this makes Toge a pure Inumaki. Toge has a cousin, his uncle's daughter, who doesn't have the markings because his uncle married an impure Inumaki.

INUMAKIS WITH CHEEK MARKINGS

Kanon (Toge's mother)

Kanon's brother (Toge's uncle)

Toge

INUMAKIS WITHOUT CHEEK MARKINGS

Toge's father

The wife of Toge's uncle (Toge's aunt)

Shion (Toge's cousin)

You can also get markings on your tongue, but it only happens if you have the cursed speech. Even then, there are different levels of cursed speech: so far, Toge's cursed speech is the most powerful in the clan. Thus how he got his tongue marking (made by burning as well) at a young age, before he even turned five.

I like to hc his mother, Kanon, also has cursed speech, albeit a lighter version that didn't draw attention and thus let her avoid the branding on her tongue. The more emotional she gets, though, the more powerful it gets (it "leaks"). Gojo experienced it first-hand, although only for a simple command ("Stop").

Toge's mother is, with her husband, the head of the clan. This actually doesn't mean much, Inumakis are very individualistic when it comes to the outside world, but they're very close with their own. They have this entire "us vs them" mentality, something that also leaks out of Toge whenever someone criticises the ways of his family (Maki does it the most). He regrets it instantly whenever it happens, mostly because he disagrees with most of his clan's customs and traditions... it's just his first instinct to separate himself from the person criticising them.

Toge's mother being the head of the clan simply means she's the clan's spokesperson whenever politics are involved; she also gets the final word during meetings, but it doesn't often reach this point. It did for Toge when his cursed speech got dangerous though (when he was barely two years old), and she basically forced the rest of the clan to let Toge stay with them.

(I know I'm talking about his mom a lot but she's very important. 😔)

🍙 small breather 🍙

Kanon, Toge's mother, is pretty much the roots of Toge's mental state. He's a carbon copy of her, physically but also psychologically: they're both strong-minded, resilient, kind and smart— But they're also control-freaks.

Kanon always had Toge glued to her hip, and even though she didn't mind him befriending Shion, his cousin, she clearly only let it happen because it made Toge happy. Kanon loves Toge more than she's loved anyone else— She loves him more than she loves her husband, by a large margin. Toge deserves the best because Toge can do no wrong— He can, actually, but she doesn't care. He's her son, and she'll love him till her last breath of life. When the accident happened and Toge got sent to the school, Kanon's mind broke a little, and she lost some of the control she had over herself during all these years— She became quiet and docile, weak, always hiding in her husband's shadow. Gojo met her that way, even though he knew better than to mess with her.

Kanon's and Toge's minds are so similar it's scary. The only big difference between them is: Kanon learnt how to deal with her chaotic outbursts and recklessness. Meanwhile Toge never learnt any coping mechanism— Mostly because Kanon didn't want to admit he was that similar to her. Thus, the adrenaline Toge is constantly seeking, the reckless behaviour, and the cold shoulders.

Now, regarding your questions about Toge "going cold".

Okay, so, again: I'm not an expert. But, I personally hc Toge has having antisocial personality disorder with comorbid borderline personality disorder... which is basically a ride, and at first glance looks like the literal embodiement of "you go from 0 to 100".

Okay so, this part is going to be a bit messy because the point right now isn't to write a whole essay about how or why Toge would have these PDs, nor to check every box for him to "qualify" as having these PDs; I guess we can call it "random facts that tie in with your questions", in a way. Idk, it's gonna be messy.

Toge has little to no emotional empathy. Let's start off by saying empathy =/= good person, so if you disagree please do some research and if you still haven't changed your mind, do some more research. <3

When I say Toge has little to no emotional empathy, it basically means that he pretty much... doesn't care about people. On an emotional level, at least. For example: Maki could cry and he wouldn't feel anything, perhaps mid-annoyance because her sniffles are too loud (if it were Yuuta, it'd be pretty because Yuuta genuinely looks pretty when he cries. Still though, the sniffles are annoying).

What Toge has instead is cognitive empathy. He may not think you losing your grandma in a traumatic accident is sad to the point of tears, but he's able to understand why anyone would cry at that, and he respects it and even offers you a shoulder to cry on. It actually makes him The friend when you need to vent or cry about something: he won't get emotionally involved, at least not like people with regular emotional empathy do, but he'll still listen (because he's a great listener) and basically ask you what you need most: for him to share your emotional outburst, for him to go on like nothing happened, or for him to hype you up without any of your previous outburst lingering in the room. Since he has little to no emotional tie to most things, it makes it easier for him to adapt to what you need, especially since he won't feel any guilt for not crying with you about your dead fish.

It can definitely make him sound a bit "callous" at times, or make him look like he doesn't care (he does, but in a very neutral, dare I say "monotonous" way)— But he does make sure you're feeling okay. He just doesn't necessarily share your feelings towards most things, or if he does it's really toned down, even for simple things such as joy (but again, it doesn't mean he's emotionless or dislikes you in any way).

Toge is addicted to adrenaline. Part of it is because he needs to feel. Part of it is also because he's used to sacrificing himself (more on that later). And part of it is because he loves the adrenaline rushing in his veins and numbing him from anything.

I've talked about it before, but Toge's a passionate soul, someone who gives endlessly and expects nothing in return— That's just how he is. His curse prevents him from talking, gives him one less way of sharing. And it's frustrating. All of this also ties with his own trauma, the neglect he faced when he was still at the Inumaki compound, of course— But he also seeks danger to cope.

Gojo's often found him on top of a building, or on a bridge, not always jumping but always looking down. Always playing some balance game— A dangerous game Gojo wouldn't even dare call an edgy prank. Toge doesn't think when there's danger, or maybe he does— He thinks about the best course of action, how to protect everyone but him. He's not part of the equation. Not only because he's extremely selfless; also because his only selfishness is putting himself in harm's way.

Toge thinks very little of his life. This entire thread so far doesn't include any significant other (other than canon characters) Toge would have, not because I don't want one included but because it's about his behaviour in general; but I think it's worth mentioning the people who hold Toge dear, whether it's romantically or not.

Toge is too selfless to live, but also too selfless to die. His only selfishness is caused by the adrenaline rushes he seeks.

Toge's a weapon. He's a thorn, an inconvenience, a dead weight people have to endure; he bleeds and makes people bleed, he's the flame that burns moths in the dead of the night. Of course he's helped people before, it's hard to live a life without helping at least one person, whether it's saving them from a collapsing building or helping them cross the street. Still.

Toge can't love, Toge can't allow himself to love. Last time he did, Gojo took him away.

Toge feels, Toge loves, Toge has only known obsession and destruction, yet he takes care of people like he takes care of the school's garden: gently. It's ironic that he's unable to do the same for himself.

He lacks empathy, he doesn't lack feelings but lacks the skills of expressing them, he lacks a stable mind that would make him happy or sad all day instead of happy-sad-sad-sad-happy-happy-sad-happy-happy— His way of showing he cares is by giving, but what else is there to give once you've run out of silly words, run out of gestures, run out of money? His life. So he pushes people away when there's a fight, yells to run, and only when everyone he cares for is safe or gone does he part his lips to bleed enemies: "Die," he spits out, similar to a snake sinking its fangs into its prey. No one needs to fear him, no one needs to see how ruthless he can be— So he gives his life, buys time, hopes that everyone will turn their back on him.

Toge sometimes has "lows" and "highs". What does that mean? From Maki's point of view, that he goes from 0 to 100 very fast. That he's hot and cold. Then again, she wouldn't be (entirely) wrong.

No one knows what triggers a low or a high; Gojo has an idea of the type of situations that would trigger it, but nothing precise. Yuuta doesn't know either, but he gets it— Or at least he tries to. Those two have seen Toge in distress the most, and still don't find much to say about all this.

During lows, Toge stops caring, starts fantasising about acting selfish, yet always chickens out— Again, that's not who he is. He feels a bit down, a bit angry at the world, but nothing a nap can't fix; unless it's a big low. Then, he hides in his room so he can cry and hit his head with his palm, tries to breathe louder than the sounds stuck in his eardrums, spams Yuuta with texts so Gojo doesn't have to catch him jumping off a bridge again.

He hates himself, too. More than usual. And, somehow, that's the hardest part.

Yuuta's had to find the right words too many times, he's had to explain to Toge why he cared so much about him and why he'd never stop caring as Toge was harshly pushing him away (both literally and metaphorically). Maki doesn't always have the patience, and she's already yelled "Okay, whatever!" and left— Only to feel guilty and check on him by the end of the day.

Gojo, similar to Yuuta, doesn't leave either— The only difference is that Gojo doesn't try anything. He'll follow Toge around and will talk about random stuff happening, but won't try to comfort Toge in any way. Toge likes it. Yuuta can be too overwhelming, too caring towards him— Almost too desperate to show his undying affection to the people he loves, and Toge finds it humiliating whenever it happens during a low: it's like Yuuta's pitying him.

Toge pushes people away so he doesn't get hurt. They'll hate him anyway, it won't take long before they fear him or decide he's the worst, even though he tries so hard to always be kind— They'll think he's manipulating them, and Toge doesn't know if it's true or not. Probably to some extent.

So he pushes them away first. This way, he knows why they'll start ignoring him, and he won't have to hurt from it. But... he also pushes people away because he wants them to stay. That's the biggest irony; he'll try to act cold and mean, to hurt them enough that they leave and never come back... because he wants them to stay despite all this. He wants to be loved despite his flaws, despite his curse, despite the fact that he's a thorn and not a rose.

Gojo stays, he's never left. Panda stays, he's understanding. Yuuta stays too, but he's confusing. Maki leaves but comes back, they're two sides of the same coin. Toge has people who care about him, but it's never enough; he's a time-ticking bomb, a mess of a curse.

Maybe he's not kind by nature; maybe the reason he tries so hard to be nice and giving is to hide how deadly he's forced to be.

anyway hope that answers your questions! 😃

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