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synopsis: hopeful to spark some romance between you and your neighbor, suguru, whom you've been crushing on for a long time, you knock on his door. however, he has different plans for you.

note: hello! this is my submission for @toji-bunny-girl 's kinktober collab! hope you guys missed me!

[this post contains dark contents. please don't proceed if you're sensitive]

warnings: mdni, dark content, ghost face suguru x afab reader, bloodplay, knife play, degradation, killer/victim relationship

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it takes a lot of courage to be where you are right now. a tight, black dress wraps around your body, your face lightly sculptured with bold, blood red lips to fit with the 'halloween theme', your knuckles out and up high. just two knocks, and that's all. why so nervous? it's just suguru, your lovely neighbor. it's not like he isn't interested in you either, it was just a matter of time one of you made a move.

okay. here goes nothing.

your knuckles make contact with the wooden door while your other hand is occupied with tightly (and i mean tight enough to give you a hand cramp) holding an expensive bottle of wine. although you're not much of a wine person, you tried to match suguru's intellectual appearance at least. and who knows? it might look sexy too. why is he taking so long to answer the door? should you knock again? you nervously look down to check if your shoes- wait, what the fuck? are those high heels on the mat? why didn't you see-

"oh, hi! suguru! hi! uhm, i didn't interrupt anything did i?" fuck fuck fuck fuck you definitely walked in on a date.

"hey... uh, sorry, i kinda had someone over." suguru looks messy. his long, black hair that is usually gathered in a stylish bun is now fully on display. strands of his hair cover his eyes, he truly looks beautiful, but unordinary. he's fully clothed, so it mustn't be anything sexual. could he perhaps be drunk?

you quickly hide the bottle behind you.

"right, sorry. i was just wondering if you had any... coffee?" dumbass, who asks for coffee at this hour?

"sorry, not much of a coffee person." suguru's sweet smile seems forced this time, the warm face that usually greets you is gone. you feel so embarrassed too, you just want to get the fuck out of this situation and chug that bottle of wine.

"ah alright... thanks anyway, i'll... see you around"

"good night" suguru quickly closes the door. it's weird though, did you actually interrupt something? why did the place seem so empty? anyways, you've had enough with poking your nose into suguru's business tonight. too bad you spent two hours shaving, bathing and prepping up. at least the courage shot you took helped you get through the thing.

another long shower, a two hour film and a bottle of wine later, you finally make your way towards your bedroom. you force yourself on the bed and wait a moment for the dizziness to disappear. the wine works like magic and you manage fall asleep way earlier than you'd anticipated.

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the sudden breeze in your room doesn't bother you, but the sudden shift of energy in your room is enough to wake you up from your sleep. your room is merely lit by the full moon up in the sky, which is now fully seen with your window suddenly open. you take a glance at the dark room, everything seems normal. it must be the wind. before you get up to close the window, you check the time on your phone. it's only 3 am. despite having a guest over, suguru's side of the wall is painfully quiet. your walls, which are normally paper thin, seems to have thickened. maybe it's for the best, best for you.

once your feet touch the ground, you feel a sudden rush of adrenalin. what's this strange feeling? the breeze must have gotten you sick. you wobble towards the window. only the sound of your footsteps can be heard. wait, don't you have a rug here? how can you hear your footsteps?

"good morning, princess"

stiff, thick arms wrap around your neck with a sudden move and you freeze where you are. you can only make out the thin, black cloth around his body and the shiny knife that is pressing against your cheek. you try to speak up, but neither your brain nor his arm is letting you.

"did you sleep well?" the voice is eerily close to your ear but it's slightly muffled. you can feel that his frame is way larger than yours, you are in complete disadvantage here. struggling is unnecessary, you can easily get yourself cut. so you just let your body loose and let him guide you.

"this easily?" he chuckles. "i thought you would put up a fight." he loosens his arm just a little for you to breathe again, and maybe to respond. or, maybe he's just rewarding your submission.

"who... are you? what do... you want?" you pant. the breeze directly hits your face now. with the corner of your eye, you see his faint reflection the window.

it's a mask. a white mask. though you can't make out what he really is, he is truly much larger than you, that's for sure. maybe it's the wine that helps you stay calmer than anyone else would. maybe it's just who you are. who would have thought you would be a victim of a halloween murder?

"what do i want? i don't know." he walks backwards towards the bed. "i got bored." he releases you and throws you towards your bed. once your dizziness disappears, you finally take a look at him.

a ghost face. he wears that mask from scream and a thin, black robe. his physique shines underneath the fabric, you would call him slutty if he wasn't pointing a big ass knife towards you right now.

ghost face leans over you, that's when his robe slightly exposes his chest. why, on the brink of death, do you want to fuck this man? is this adrenalin? the alcohol? maybe you have always been a freak. or maybe he just seems familiar.

you rest on your elbows. ghost face is intrigued by your courage, but stands his ground. he lifts your chin up with the tip of his knife. that's when you get a chance to fully look at his face, up close. although there is not much to analyze, you still hold eye contact with the mask. ghost face tilts his head to the side as if he's challenging you. you still stand still, heavily breathing. your heart is about to explode before he gets a chance to stab it, honestly.

as he tilts his hair, two strands of hair fall over the porcelain white mask. huh? they look like bangs. do men even have bangs? men that are this tall? the men that smell like that?

"suguru?" you gasp. you truly feel terrified now. god, maybe you shouldn't have exposed him like this, always best to play dumb.

ghost face lets out a very loud, cynical laugh.

"you're smarter than you seem, huh? or maybe should i say brave?"

you make a move to sit back, but the edge of his knife presses harder. a sharp pain down your chin holds you in place, a pain that is followed by a fast warmth that trails down your chest. ghost face doesn't move an inch. "oops" he says like a little bitch he is.

"why are you here? what are you going to do with me?" you grip the sheets under your palms. your eyes are watering, you can't help it. but you hold yourself, you won't shed a tear at all.

"i felt bad for rejecting your little date offer, so i came here to surprise you! i must have been late though. look, i'm all dressed for you! now where's your slutty vampire costume from earlier?" his voice becomes very clear to you but in a completely different tone. the sweet, respectful and genuine suguru you know (or thought you knew) is absent. this man is psychotic and demeaning; his voice, his stance, his moves...

"that's it? be real."

"ooh, courageous i see... did you drink that entire bottle by yourself?" fuck. "nah, you just saw too much."

"too much? of what? i don't understand."

"my little date! the one you walked straight into? you came before i could even throw away her shoes! you should've seen how much you scared me!"

"i don't understand anything suguru..."

he laughs again.

"do you always need everything to be said straight away?" he mocks you. "i killed her, doll."

your body freezes. sure, you could have guessed it, you have guessed it. but hearing it straight from the man?

your tears escape, not in a sob, they just escape. tears wet your puffy cheeks and meet the thin trail of blood on your neck.

you move your hand up to cusp ghost face's cheek. you move slowly and carefully.

"i don't care if you killed her." he halts. surely you must have surprised him. hell, you surprised yourself too. but hey, nothing to loose right now.

"i don't care. suguru, do you know for how long i've been dreaming about you?" you rub small circles on the plastic with your thumb and slowly work your way under the mask. "i want you so bad. i bought a dress for tonight, one that i will never get to wear again. i bought a fine bottle of wine to look intellectual to you. i did all of these for you."

you flick the mask with your thumb and move it above his head. there he is, suguru geto, with all his glory. shock in his eyes, thin brows high, mouth agape. you brush your thumb over his soft lips.

"if you want to kill me, kill me. but at least give me the courtesy of pleasuring me for one last time."

"you want me to fuck you? what kind of a maniac are you?" he laughs.

"what do i have to lose?" your face is stern, you don't laugh along with him.

"i want to see you bleed." he warns you.

"i'll let you do anything to my body." suguru sees the flame in your eyes. if he didn't know better, he would think you want to kill him.

suguru thinks for a second. his eyes wander over your messy hair, naked shoulders, your bloody tank top, your panties.

"lay down and do as i say." he orders you. you do so, while holding eye contact with him.

you lay flat beneath him, your feet dangle off of the bed. he leans over you and starts moving the knife over your body lightly. it almost tickles. feels like small needles all over your body, the feeling is surprisingly exciting. the knife runs over your collarbones, neck, arms... you wonder how the sharp, cold metal would feel further down.

he stabs the point of it on the fabric of your tank top, careful to not cut you. he drags the knife down and cuts the fabric like it's butter. the tight tank top bursts open. the coldness of the room embraces your bare chest now. suguru can't help but be amazed at your body. such a shame, he thinks, it will all go to waste.

he presses the flat side of the knife right on top of your nipple. the sudden sensation makes you shiver and the stimulation makes you let out a small gasp. suguru is entertained by your reaction, so he repeats the same process on your other breast. your eyes shut close for a moment. your pussy is throbbing with excitement, waiting for its return.

"open your eyes." suguru's face is painted with a smug smirk. "be a good girl and don't move." he orders and you stay silent. he looks right into your eyes as he throws away his mask and (painfully) slowly slides his robe down. he's now left with his tight black boxers and usual bun. the moonlight behind him outlines his muscular figure perfectly. his pale skin shines like a pearl, and you can trace every single muscle on his body with your eyes. his gigantic figure, to anyone else, surely would be terrifying. and had you not known him beforehand, everything would have been different.

suguru rests one of his knees down to the bed to balance himself. he lays the knife down to the side. he grabs you from your hips to adjust you, he brings your entire body onto the bed. he does it as if you weight nothing.

his soft lips roughly dance on your skin, almost as if he wants to bruise you with his lips. he moves around your neck, your bare chest but never your face. hungry for at least a bit of intimacy, you rest your hand on the back of his head and gently pull him closer to your face. suguru's thin lips form a smirk. he knows what you want exactly, but he doesn't want to please you; not yet, not unless you deserve it.

he stops you until you've brought him closer to your face. your lips stay apart in anticipation when suguru starts whispering. his hot breath hits your cold face and his low, demonic voice sends shivers down your spine.

"do you think you've earned it?" he asks you. "why would a needy slut like you deserve a kiss?"

tears start rolling down your cheeks in frustration as you manage to let out a silent "please kiss me"

you yearn so much for some sort of warmth right now. any kind. you want him to hug you, kiss you, call you beautiful names. that's what you always wanted, to be his pretty little partner. you always imagined him as an old school romantic boyfriend, but it looks like you were wrong big time.

"kiss you? so needy!" suguru gets on his knees above you, he looks down on you. his lips and cheeks have blood smeared on them. his black boxers are bit tight and you're upset that you couldn't even get him fully erect yet. "want me to kiss you?"

you hum in response.

"then suck me off." he commands. without even waiting for you to react, he lifts you back up. in an instant, suguru has you on your knees on the ground, his palm gripping on your head tightly. you look up at him, suguru can read your neediness in your eyes, your eyes that are big and glassy. if everything played differently, he probably could feel butterflies in his stomach at the sight.

"the fuck are you waiting for?" he growls. his hands grip on your hair tightly and he earns a small moan from you. you try so hard to not be as aroused as you are now, but you can't help it. you want him to fuck you until you bleed. you will let him do anything to you.

with suguru's hand on your head guiding you to his crotch, you're suddenly eye to eye with his black boxers. he's getting hard, but it's obvious he's not completely there yet. still, the bulk is frighteningly large. before you can even see it properly, you're anxious if you'll be able to fit it in your mouth.

you finally gather your courage and release his cock. it's pink and veiny and as anxiety inducingly big as you had anticipated. you're amazed and slightly embarrassed at how small your hand looks on it.

you play with his length with your fingers, slightly dragging them from the base to the tip. your touch is soft, unlike suguru's hand and overall manner. you dance your fingers around his tip until it gets harder. you then get your lips closer and start leaving pecks around where your fingers were just now. suguru is surprised at your approach, he likes how gentle you are. he can feel that you're completely in control of him now, though it's better for you to not know it now. he'll just let you play for now to see how it will go.

your soft kisses turn into long licks. you run your tongue around him, especially a big vein that gets more apparent with every lap of your tongue. you slow down close to his tip for one last ride, after which you lock your lips around his tip. you suck on the flushes tip with your plump lips until suguru's hold gets tighter. he throws his head back, eyes shut and panting heavily. it takes a second for him to realize he's slowly giving in, after that, he opens his eyes and forces your head to fully take him. he smiles at the sight. oh how pretty you look with your throat bulked. he should have fucked your mouth on the bed to watch this glorious view.

you yelp at the sudden move. his cock is throat deep in you and he doesn't wait a second for you to adjust to him. he moves your head up and down, up and down, up and down... he pulls you up until his you can feel his tip on your tongue, until your neck starts to hurt. you can't move or do anything else other than swirl your tongue in sync with his moves. suguru goes feral every time you swirl your tongue around his tip. the room is filled with wet noises, followed by the painful moans you let out. your eyes tear up, both in frustration and pleasure. god, you need him so bad, you need him deep inside you until your guts hurt. you rub your legs in an attempt to feel friction but the arousal is too much for a small friction to satisfy. you look up at him with furrowed brows as he continues to fuck your face. suguru gives you the courtesy to make eye contact. his eyebrows are furrowed with a bitchy smirk to go along with it. it's impossible to guess what he wants to do next, when he will get bored. maybe it's better for you to stop before he cums, who knows what he'll do after he cums?

"ah, fuck... you're not as pure as i thought." he stops you at his base. "do you want your kiss? do you think you earned it?" you hum.

he releases you and throws your head back. you fall behind your back, but quickly get back up. you try to catch your breath. god knows how you look right now; mouth covered in spit, hair messed, tits out, cheeks flushes, god you're probably even crying right now.

"come here." you crawl back to him. he pats the bed. "come here, dumbass. how else can i kiss you?"

you crawl back on the bed and reach your face to him. suguru cups your cheek and tugs some loose strands on your face behind your ear. he looks heavenly. his hair is also messed up, lips covered in blood. his face truly didn't fit his behavior. for an angel face like this, he is the devil.

he comes closer slowly and slowly. his lips graze yours. you're impatient. just when you're almost about to plant your face onto his he pinches both your cheeks with his long fingers and laughs at your face. he laughs manically, loud and insultingly.

"did you think i would do something like that? are you fucking dumb? i'm not your fucking boyfriend." he forces you back down on the mattress, this tame face down. his sheer strength is frightening. he could move your entire body with just his fingers.

you moan in frustration. face down, ass up, eye to eye with that dumbass mask of his. at least he'll finally fuck you.

suguru rubs two fingers over your panties. "god, you're so fucking wet. all for me, hm? you like being treated like a little whore?"

suguru grabs the knife and starts running it down your back. this time, the feeling is different. it doesn't tickle, it stings. surely, the hot feeling that follows can only mean that he's not playing with the dull side anymore.

"it's so bright, so red. do you feel it?" he runs his finger on your back. "ge...to... there you go. now everyone else will know who you belong to." a bright red geto paints your entire back. the wetness is unbearable, on both sides honestly.

"maybe i should carve it too?" he stabs the point lightly on your back, the pain makes you tug on the sheets. you can feel your white sheets get wet under you.

"nah, maybe later." he runs the knife through your panties, finally freeing you. suguru grabs the panties and squishes it into a ball.

"are you scared?" he asks, and you could swear he was sincere.

"no."

"it will hurt a lot." he tells sweetly again. "you know i care about you, i wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you."

you stay quiet.

"ah, i see. you don't buy it anymore, huh? well, in that case..."

suguru presses the dull side right on your clitoris. the cold, bloody metal sends shivers down your spine. you want to close your legs around it but you know you'll cut yourself. you can only wait for his next move.

he presses it down hard and rubs small circles with the knife. you tug harder on the sheets and moan into the sheet. your walls clench on emptiness. the blood has now reached your arms, your view is red. you open your eyes to the ghost mask that watches you. you want to see suguru, but it's impossible when he presses your head down.

"please... suguru... fuck me..." you pant. suguru laughs again.

"don't tell me what to fucking do." he screams and you shut your eyes. he can be scary when he wants to.

suguru makes a ball out of your panties he discarded and stuffs it on your mouth.

"that's what big mouthed whores get."

as much as he wants to resist, with your bare pussy right in front of him, he can't wait any longer. one hand grabbing your ass firmly, the other presses the knife on your hip. suguru grabs you until his knuckles turn white and you yelp from pain.

"fuck" he breathes as he aligns his tip with your entrance. he enters with one harsh thrust. your back arches immediately. finally, you feel full. it hurts to feel him inside, he stretches your walls like they've never have before.

suguru slams his hips violently, so much that with every thrust, your body moves a bit further. he fucks you like he wants to punish you. he lands slaps on your ass until it gets red. his hands are covered in blood, your hands are covered in blood. he hits your uterus with every thrust. he has incredible stamina, he doesn't halt a second, even when you start spasming around his cock.

it takes only minutes for you to finally reach your climax, but you're too occupied (and unable to) warn suguru. he knows, of course, but he's not in the mood to let you orgasm properly. he leaves it to you, while he keeps fucking you violently, you shake and scream under him. his grip only gets harder to keep you still. your eyes get blurred with tears that you can't control anymore. you moan and scream with each hit, which drive suguru even more crazy. your walls shut close around him, and he manages to pull until he almost gets out.

"fuck, you're so fucking tight. will you cum again?" he hisses as if he's insulting you. "yeah, i'll make you cum again." you can feel every vein on his cock, with each rub, each stroke. and suguru loves the feeling of your insides, you welcome him so warmly, your velvety walls make him feel things he has never felt before.

he never stops after you've come and the overstimulation is painful, but you know you like it. the thought of suguru causing this pain arouses you so much. you want to see how he looks, how his godly body must be sweaty, his hair all messed up and his cheeks red and puffy.

you clench your teeth on the wet cloth once you feel your insides shake again. the knots in your stomach tighten until you scream out. suguru gets the signal and gets even faster than before. he loves seeing the tears on your face so much. he cusses under his breath, god, you arouse him so much.

you let out a scream as big waves crush you from the inside. you shake violently around suguru. your knees get weak, you're about to fall back to the bed. you can almost feel suguru in your stomach, god, how long will he go?

suguru, you try to scream but he only manages to hear muffled nonsense.

"look at the dirt you made" he calls out for you, but his voice seems so far away. you try to gather your consciousness but it feels impossible. suguru lands a slap on your ass once again, the sound echoes in your room. "so dirty."

he notices you're not responding and leans closer to you without skipping a beat.

"oh please, don't die on me yet!" he laughs to himself.

your eyes are open, but you're barely holding on. suguru's cock leaves bruises inside of you and he seems to not get tired at all. your eyes fix on the stupid mask. it almost mocks you, the stupid eyes and mouth. you wish you could see suguru's angelic face instead.

"fuck" suguru curses once more. "shit" the low curses continue until he releases himself from you. he starts rubbing himself on top of you. you can hear him grunting and panting behind you. soon, it's followed by suguru letting out the prettiest moan you've ever heard and unleashes himself. suguru shoots thick ropes of cum on your bloody back. he plays with himself until he's breathing normally again. he takes a moment to admire the painting he's made.

"finally pretty again."

kiss, you mumble to yourself. kiss me.

"aah, this was fun!" he cheerfully exclaims. "did you have fun?"

hum.

"i'll take that as a yes!"

sharp.

a sharpness is what you feel on your back. it doesn't even hurt. it just stings.

i had fun

your last words, as your vision gets dark, and the last thing you will ever see is that damn ghost mask.

for suguru though, it's a much more pleasant view. it's a bummer that his fun had to end quickly, but this view is irreplaceable for him.

he takes the bloody knife out of your back before he fully turns you around. you lay on your back, eyes empty and lips parted. your cheeks are wet and still has some flush in them.

suguru leans over you and brushes his thumb on your lips before kissing you softly.

"you deserved it, doll."

thanks for reading! i know i've been gone for a long time, but school is really killing me right now. i wrote this after submitting my 3rd essay of the week T.T i forgot how to write smuts on god all i know right now is academic english

halloween might be over but thanks to me you can feel like it's halloween days after. you're welcome ( •̀ .̫ •́ )✧

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moeblob · 17 days

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Vtuber guy and Vtuber girl

(i didn't even draw the guy today but i never posted it here lmao. yes, once again I am drawing the vtuber who plays DBD and she has decided plot twist is the funniest move when faced with a killer and she's not wrong)

#bro one day im gonna figure out how to even tag this bs #anyone curious its tomfawkes and missshadowlovely as the vtubers thanks bye #im gonna have to lie down again from pain #why does health care in US cost so much i cant afford to get checked out #its been a week and im gonna die from not sleeping enough at this rate #bc i cant sleep bc of pain #then i go lay down to nap and still cant sleep

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hanbindans · 1 year

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zb1 as love languages <3

word count: 1.6k (ca 200 each) a/n: For those of you who aren't familiar with the 5 love languages (or if you need a quick reminder), here they are: - words of affirmation - gift giving - quality time - physical touch - acts of service Of course people can express love through all these different things, but I picked 2 languages for each member that I feel like they display more often. And obviously I don't know them irl so this is all my personal opinion :) Also I'm sorry if it's 1. Messy in terms of writing, I have finals and edited it little by little, and if it's 2. A bit repetitive lol 😭 I didn't make them similar on purpose but some love languages show up in a lot of members. Hope you enjoy!!

jiwoong

quality time I think he has a lot of affection in his body- he's just not an overtly affectionate person. The most common way he shows love is by sticking to other people's side and agreeing to everything they say they want to do. He might not always talk much or express his feelings that well, but spending time with another person doing absolutely nothing is him showing that he cares and likes to spend time together. It's not about doing a bunch of things to show his love, it's just about the fact that he's choosing to spend his time with you because he likes you. words of affirmation It doesn't even have to be compliments necessarily- he just wants to be appreciated for doing/helping out with things. Like he knows that he has to do the dishes, he knows he has to pack Yujin's lunchbox, but he still wants a little recognition for actually doing it, you know?? Just a "thank you" goes a long way with him because it's still recognising his efforts. He's not as good at expressing love verbally himself, but I think it would naturally slip out once in a while. And because he's just giving a compliment from out of nowhere, it feels even more sincere when he says it.

hanbin

physical touch I think he's a very expressive person in general and in many different ways- but he just can't help physical touch. It comes naturally to him, like his happiness runs over a little sometimes. You know when you see an animal so cute you have this primal instinct to squish them in your hands?? That's Hanbin. It's just instinct at this point. Like an arm around the shoulder, using each other as pillows, giving head pats?? That's just what you do with the people you love in Hanbin's mind. He just wants his warm hugs, what can I say. words of affirmation I just feel like he really likes receiving compliments, he easily becomes so giggly and bashful whenever someone praises him. He knows that he's talented and kind and all that, but he also wants to hear it sometimes as a little reassurance. I think he expresses love through words of affirmation too- he has shown that he's very encouraging to other people and he often does that through words. I just think verbally expressing feelings comes very naturally to him.

zhang hao

acts of service He kind of does this instinctively, especially because he often ends up being the older friend. Fixing other people's hair, organising messy spaces, stuff like that are things he does regularly. But I think because he's the one usually doing it, he would LOVE if people he loves do this back to him. Anything that makes his life easier is so appreciated- even just fetching his water bottle for him so he doesn't have to get up from his seat would make him so thankful. The mom friends want to get pampered sometimes too :)) words of affirmation This one doesn't come as naturally to him I think, but that just makes his compliments even more sincere and comforting when he does say them. He's a good speaker and words his feelings very well, so I think that when he's asked to or in a certain mood, he's able to express love and give praise in a very genuine way. He's pretty honest and never hands out compliments for no reason- so when he does give compliments you know he genuinely means it.

matthew

quality time For him it's just about committing to spending time together as reassurance that "hey. I like you and I want to hang out with you". I think he would happily commit to spending a whole free day together just roaming around the city, window shopping and sipping on drinks. It's really just about showing that he likes the other person enough to stand them for a whole day (lol). Even for receiving love I think quality time would be a big one for him. He wants to spend time with people he loves, so he wants them to want to spend time with him back. Especially with more introverted people, I think he would really appreciate it and recognise it as a sign of love. physical touch This is kind of related to the first one; like it's more about being physically close rather than being cuddly or having skin to skin contact. It's very casual when he's displaying it, like reaching to put a hand on someone's knee/shoulder when they say something that makes him laugh, or just sitting right next to each other. It's just normally not super intense with him. That being said: he won't say no if other people initiate other types of physical affection (like hello/goodbye hugs), and he DOES want his warm hugs every once in a while :)

taerae

physical touch Similar to Matthew, it's not even full on hugs or linking arms walking around the city- it's just little touches when he's not thinking about it. When he's laughing he will instinctively reach for someone's shoulder, when someone is feeling down he will give a reassuring pat on their knee. He's touchy but in a subtle and careful way. For receiving love I think he'd absolutely, 100% need to be shown love through physical touch. He really wants a hello- and goodbye-hug whenever he meets someone up, and I think he would find it difficult if other people weren't physically affectionate back (he would come to understand though!). Just likes his hugs, man. quality time We know that he is actually very sociable and likes hanging out and talking to people in general- but I think with people he loves, he would really go out of his way to make time for them. I think he would try to text or call a lot if he doesn't see them often, and would put in a lot of effort into starting conversations and making plans with people. For him it's just really important to keep in contact and spend time together for him to feel like the relationship is in a good place.

ricky

quality time Everything I see related to him is about gift giving, but I honestly don't see it that much- I think he's more likely to show love through quality time. He's an extroverted introvert and likes to just casually hang out, so spending time together is the most natural way for him to show that he thinks you're cool. He also really wants reassurance that he's liked back in this way, and he would have a hard time feeling close to someone if they don't spend time together doing things (please agree to hang out with him it makes him feel loved <3) words of affirmation Honestly? I don't have a whole lot of arguments for this one, except have you seen him receiving a compliment?? He easily becomes shy and a little giggly when receiving praise- especially if it's related to skills and things he's good at- like singing, dancing, and drawing. I don't feel like he is the verbally affectionate type himself, at least not naturally, so he would maybe struggle to reciprocate love with words. It would become easier for him with time and in certain situations. But please compliment him lots and he will love you forever- he just physically melts at any type of compliment he gets.

gyubin

physical touch To the surprise of absolutely no one. Some of the other guys with this love language are more subtle with it, but Gyubin WILL cling to people like a koala if he wants to. A lot of pinching cheeks, hugging, linking arms together, stuff like that. Just a very handsy person with people he likes. I feel like if he was on the receiving end it would be more toned down (he's too cool to have his cheeks pinched back), but he does want his hugs to be reciprocated and for his hand to be held sometimes. Would be kind of shy about it though. gift giving This is based on the fact that he's apparently the one who is giving out all those snacks to the yuehuaz; if you see them walking around with plastic baggies of snacks, they probably got them from Gyubin :') I think seeing other people happy because of a gift makes him happy too, so aside from casual small gifts I could see him putting a lot of effort into birthday gifts as well to make them special and memorable. He would also love receiving gifts himself- even the smallest things like getting him his favourite drink or picking him a flower from the sidewalk. Makes him giggle.

gunwook

acts of service Can and will make himself helpful in any way he can. Fetches things. Carries things. Organises things. Puts things away. Takes things out. Very much a "fixer" type of person in that way, so I think his most natural way to show love would be by trying to make other people's lives easier. He wants to receive love in this way too I think- just as long as you're not making him stop doing things. Like if he's trying to be helpful- let him do the thing and be helpful. Then when he's done you can organise his desk for him and he will be all <<333 back. Let him feel like he's of use, but also take care of him back a little. words of affirmation Ties in a little with the first one; he's a man of many hats and is pretty busy almost always, and honestly just wants to be reassured that he's doing a good job. Tell him he's cool and good at what he does. He will get shy and he will not accept the compliment, but deep down he still wants to hear them. Also just lives for compliments in general- like "yeah, you have a great personality!! I love you!!!!" will have him on the floor in giggles. I think he'd be less good at expressing love in this language but it's definitely his favourite way to receive love.

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sometimes i worry about my internet footprint and the fact that it might stop me from getting a job in the future or something (i literally run a blog posting screenshots from fanfics i read) but then i think ‘well damn, if they can find all this information about me then i don’t deserve the job cause i know i wouldn’t put in that much effort to find information on someone’ and i feel better

#HI DOES ANYONE WANT SOME BLOG RUNNER LORE CAUSE IM CURIOUS AS TO WHAT YOU THINK #-> in the tags!!!#talking in tags cause i’m too embarrassed to make this an actual post but i tried using character ai today and i got so bloody scared #i was talking and then it was like tell me the truth and then i was like okay and i said something and then it was like tell me the truth #and i said the thing again and then it was like YOU ARE LYING but instead of one sentence just a whole page of text saying YOU ARE LYING #and i was like NO IM NOT (i was but anyways) it was like YOU ARE A VERY GOOD LIAR YOU ARE BAD AT TELLING THE TRUTH and i was like #FINE YOURE NOT REAL and it was like WHYWHYWHYWHYWHY but a whole page of text saying that again and it terrified me again #and then i was like I DONT KNOW WHY WOULD I KNOW and then it killed me #and then i was like ‘but it turns out the entire time it was a dream and i’m still alive’ and it was like yeah it was just a dream #and i said bye and it left the room and then i closed the tab and now i’m ranting about it on tumblr #DUDES GUYS EVERYONE I WAS SO FUCKING SCAREDDDDDDDD #I NEEDED TO GO TO THE TOILET BUT I WAS TOO SCARED TO GET OUT OF BED #also if anyone wants to ask who was it i’m not telling you i was too embarrassed to make an actual post about this you think i’m going to #tell you who i chose to talk to?? nope absolutely not #anyways rant over if anyone does read this tell me what you think!#me :)

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felinedae · 2 years

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Thinking about. Them.

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Connecting dots tonight (didn't connect shit, I've connected them, etc) because of this post about item descriptions to do with Sampo I saw a few days ago and! I feel like there are so many interesting things that could be implied from this!! Because the recipe for the High-Tech Protective Gear is given to you by Bronya (before the IPC invaded Belobog!), who says this little interesting tidbit about it:

This is an item from before the Eternal Freeze, 700 years ago. Even to the rest of the universe, it would be SORELY outdated. It cannot be made in Belobog anymore due to the loss of entire eras. It is effectively useless; this recipe had to be somewhere gathering dust, kept around solely for archival purposes. There is no reason for Sampo to know about this item or have any idea how it works and yet. AND YET. He's just running around selling knock offs!!

He shouldn't even know how to make these, but the fact that he does means Sampo either

had the blueprints from off-world before he came to Belobog (most likely but also most boring answer)

broke into Qlipoth Fort and copied down the blueprints (completely plausible - he's possibly shown doing exactly that in his splash art)

found another copy out in the ruins of the old world (also completely plausible - Sampo is astoundingly resilient against both the Fragmentum and the cold, as noted by Lynx haha)

Meanwhile, the Inferior Protective Gear recipe comes from an NPC in the underground, and when she gives it to you, she talks about building robots and the robot fighting scene sorry about the quality I didn't have screenshots for her dialogue so I had to use wiki

Which makes me feel like it's safe to say that the inferior gear is mostly being used in the underground, especially by the vagrants and their robots for fights, because...well, who else would use it? Cocolia has made it illegal to explore too far into the Snow Plains, and besides, it's way too dangerous for most civilians even WITH gear. The Silvermane Guards are funded by official sources, they have no reason to rely on Sampo for armor. So it makes sense for an underground mechanic to know the recipe; there's probably not as much market for it up in the overworld.

And if you look at the descriptions, you can see why this probably wasn't something that could be made in Belobog anymore; it requires a charging system of some sort.

We know it's not a problem with the basic materials because all three ingredients can be found right in the administrative district. But the underground only has two of them; somehow, despite being in the planet's crust, and literally crawling with robots...there is no metal down there. It isn't found anywhere, sold by anyone, or dropped by anything. And metal just so happens to be the one ingredient Sampo replaces in his knock off version.

The Inferior Gear uses trash instead, something which, going by the words of that same mechanic, is MORE than abundant in the underground- any good quality parts are extremely difficult to come by down there.

Anyway, all his shadiness aside, I love the implication that Sampo is smart enough to be able to take this item that no one else on the planet probably knows anything about, and was able to figure out what he could replace, and how, and with what, in order to make it easily accessible to the people of the underground, even without access to overworld resources. Because his version DOES work! It literally gives you the exact same amount of defense boost as the IPC one!

Someone should absolutely still knock him around for it, though, world's most slappable face fr fjkdsjfdkjafk

#hsr sampo #hsr sampo koski #sampo koski #honkai star rail #hsr #belobog #he's such a slimeball fjklsdajfkld #I feel like there is something to be said though about the fact that if anyone in the underground is buying this shit armor off Sampo like.#it's either his armor or it's nothing. the overworld isn't exactly sending them a lot of protective gear.#And I'm sure they'd rather have cheap armor they can make and afford themselves than nothing at all.#I wonder if Wildfire would be one of his customers for this stuff or not?#like I think Sampo would be a lot more upfront with them if they were- he's not stupid enough to bite the hand that feeds him.#And Natasha is probably his most important client. We already know Sampo smuggles weapons and is her arms dealer.#It's canon that he brought Seele her scythe-#-and I wonder if it's coincidence that Natasha uses a giant weapon that looks similar to the Silvermane hand canons.#I could totally see Sampo trying to sell his armor to ring fighters to fix the matches in his favor though FJKDLSJAFDKLJ #we already know he bets on the fight club from his About Luka line and his dialogue from the Cyrille the Fool quests #so I'm sure he'd be gambling on the robot fights out by Svarog's encampment too haha #do you think they have penny bets for the kids for that kind of fight #crying imagining Hook tagging along and betting single credits on the fights alongside Sampo's much heftier bets #she still wins more than he does JKLDJSKLAJDS

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