#breath weapon asks

[ranticore]

while i'm still in the dnd mood i present my big orange priest, you know the one. bottom pic is a few years old now

#jokingly i asked the dm if he could have the other famous copper dragon breath weapon instead of the normal one dragonborns get #so his breath weapon is actually a 'slow' gas. basically he exhales weed smoke on command #but can't get high himself #copper dragonborn

[howidiedinbotw]

I was doing a no-weapons run, and I'd caught a wild horse while we were both running from stalmoblins early in the game. I called him Savior, and even though he was not a strong or fast one, he accompanied me everywhere. Just when I'd gather enough hearts to get the mastersword (the end of the challenge), I decided to do what I'd avoided all game and attacked an enemy - the moblin who's fighting a poor rando on the broken bridge next to Akkala Citadel. I charged, backflipped off... and my horse ran off the bridge. As I looked down in despair, the moblin used me as homerun practice and yeeted me off, so I died too. Right next to my horse.

(Then revived the horse and went back to go Kill Bill on the moblin)

#i need an in depth explanation as to how a no weapons run works #legend of zelda #breath of the wild #how i died botw #link #link loz #botw #ask/submission

[windowsloth]

chromatic dragonborn since I had so much fun with them yesterday

#what’s the cutoff between types of dragon #color-wise I mean #like I can have a blue dragon who gets real close to green #or a green who’s maybe a tarnished copper #is it more about the breath weapon than the actual scale color? #is there actual lore here?? I don’t know a ton about dragonborn lore tbqh #I do like how the BG3 character creation blurb is weirdly defensive about their origins tho #‘they’re definitely not actually related to dragons. stop asking about it.’ #anyway #digital illustration #sketches #dragonborn #hashtag dragonborn #illustration

[fabdante]

What do you think about reboot Vergil's relationship with Eva? Especially during Vergil's Downfall? Do you think Vergil would bring it up to Dante afterwards, if he returns post-Downfall?

I think both Vergil's have very complicated relationships with their mother.

Reboot especially I think. I have a related series of posts I still need to finish about Eva and Sparda and the twins (part one and part two!) that I'm definitely going to rehash a bit here!

This is going to perhaps be a bit speculative and headcanony like the two posts linked above. It's also going to like depend on the notion that we really don't like...know what Eva is in Vergil's Downfall. Like if it really is her, if it's a version of her Vergil's made up, if it's her ghost, if it's some impression of her made on the world, etc. I've mentioned in other posts at more length that I prefer the idea of Vergil's Downfall being entirely an internal journey, and while this isn't largely contradicted by the game I do know it is meant to be like...external (that said neither really clarifies what Eva is in Downfall)

Carrying on now! Longish post about Vergil and Eva's relationship as I tend to headcanon/interpret it under the cut!

I know that they're not supposed to play favorites, in Downfall whatever Eva is claims she didn't, and all but in my headcanons and interpretations of the reboot, I tend to poise Vergil and Sparda's favorite and Dante as Eva's. And this is largely due to which parent they each seem to mirror more. I mean, in game we are constantly told Dante is very similar to Sparda by people who knew Sparda very well. People like Phineas and even Mundus, probably the character closest to him we meet in the game outside of Eva.

We have, however, one instance were someone compares Dante to Eva. This was pointed out to me by @kobochajunkbox in part two of the Eva and Sparda post (my friend I hope you do not mind me tagging you asdfghjk, credit where credit is due). In it Phineas says he see's Eva in Dante. And then promptly suggests that Dante should kill Lilith and her unborn (side note does the baby count as unborn after that boss fight I have no idea) child.

And this is maybe reading a lot into the order of lines here but it almost gives off this vibe that Phineas is mentioning this plan because Dante reminds him of Eva. Because this is a line of thinking the Eva he knew would have. Because Phineas sees Eva in Dante, because he knew Eva on some level, because Eva is in this series the sort of person who would be ok with the plan of killing a woman and her child if it meant the possibility of a greater good, then Phineas now thinks Dante can stomach doing the same.

Which, again, may be reading too much into things but I find this take on Eva just really interesting. I find this version of her, being ruthless and scary and a sort of willing to do what she has to for her plans and ideas sort of person, interesting. Particularly coming from a character like her, an angel in the reboot. I mention it semi often but I personally like the idea of scary angel reboot Eva. I like the idea of her being just as dangerous and deadly as Sparda. I find it interesting, even if there might be little to go off there. I find it even more interesting if she was all of that and was trying to change, was trying to become a different person, even while she is aware she is a person capable of great violence and great harm who has historically caused great violence and great harm (I mean, just look at what the angels and demons both did to the Nephilim to begin with)

Which brings me back to my point.

If we read Eva in this way, this person who is willing to do what she must for a plan, no matter the costs...well...she sounds a little similar. She sounds like Vergil.

And I think this might just be why she favored Dante, particularly when we consider Eva after her fall from grace. I suggest in my Eva and Sparda posts my idea of Eva in the reboot, and that is this character who longs for a bit of this fire she sees humanity have because she herself feels cold and detached. She herself is used to seeing herself as a sort of cog in a machine, this ruthless and terribly scary thing. I think she maybe wanted to change that, and I think maybe when she saw Dante, this kid so full of life and energy, that she thought maybe she could tap into that life.

With Vergil, though, I wonder if he sort of...worried her. Because he reminded her too much of herself. Willing to do anything for his ideals, no matter who it hurt, no matter what damage it caused. Reboot Vergil in particular seems like the sort of guy chasing a destiny he has given himself (as implied by some of his lines but also my favorite bit of deleted dialogue also in the dubious canon of the Vergil Chronicles, I have not forgotten Kat calling him destiny boy and so on and so forth).

I think to further this like Eva and Vergil parallel that I find interesting is just how often Vergil is poised with more angelic imagery in the game. Like how when we meet him he's bathed in light or how he's you know, the blue twin. There's also something to be said about the games visuals that ties into this meta I wrote about Vergil and my belothed, Bernini. Something something, marble statue boy, something something, beauty is goodness is godliness in classical art something something angels. Anywho!

It's perhaps a lot to use all of this to suggest that Eva may have liked one of her kids more, but she also doesn't really talk about Vergil that time her ghost or whatever figment of her visits Dante in the game. She doesn't even mention him. Which to be fair like sure she's talking to Dante but she, again, doesn't say anything like 'I failed to protect you and your brother' or 'We didn't give you and your brother choices' like anything she brings up that also involves Vergil she just...leaves out Vergil. She just doesn't mention him. Which feels a bit odd?

And I do want to be clear I don't think Eva like...hates Vergil like she can favor Dante and still love both of her sons like she clearly cares about both of her children. They just have such a fascinating relationship if we look at it from this angle. I mean, there had to be some reason why reboot Vergil feels like his mother favored his brother. Like there has to be some reason why he's come to that conclusion, and it's clearly something that's bothered him for some time given the entirety of Downfall. Even if Eva didn't mean to, she left that impression on her son.

So, I think the relationship between Eva and Vergil is definitely like...really complicated. Far more complicated then their preboot counter parts, even though I mean they are still complicated (perhaps because we have less concrete answers with the reboot).

I would like to think if Vergil came back for good, not just back to be a menace, that he'd be able to talk to Dante about this sometime. Even just to see Eva outside of his own perspective of her. Like, I think it'd be good for the twins to be able to talk about Vergils inadequacies about himself which are not Dante's fault but he needs to talk it out with someone asdfghjkl

#fab talks #fabtalks #fab talks headcanons #ask #i need to finish the other part of the eva and sparda posts series it's about like possible motivations to have the twins and the twins as #weapons and what happens when your weapon turns out to be like a living breathing person and how that kinda messes with your plans and #feelings and what not asdfghj #dmc reboot

[08theverysmallhuman]

fuckign. Urge to write the dissonance of how isagi looks and how freakish and monstrous the bluelockers actually find him in regards to how he grows as a striker but also how he like. Talks and acts

#blue lock #bluelocker voice yeah i met him in the canteen and he asked me what my weapon was? i didn't know we were allowed to maim the enemy team #like. canonically he's scheming and muttering under his breath in the middle of the match. both bachira and nagi saw it #08.text

[lizziemcglizzy]

Nothing is funnier to me than seeing someone complaining about how hard a boss is in BOTW/TOTK and all of the comments are some variation of “skill issue”

#legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #breath of the wild #link #please idk why it’s so funny #imagine asking for tips on how to fight a boss and the internet says just get better #sometimes it is a skill issue tho #most of the times the problem is that the player is running around with like 5 hearts #and using a stick as a weapon

[cxldblxxded]

the dnd movie has rewired my brain chemistry methinks

#ooc #moopisms #something something dragons obliterating battlefields with breath weapons makes me cream #also paladins #and swords owned by paladins that come apart and can be put back together in battle #i want to be smited. smote. is that so much to ask for #everything about it was great tho highly recommend if you like fantasy and stupidity

[cangrellesteponme]

f0rest-stims/680240809166159872/cherry-blossom-dice-source

Mey Rin's personal DnD dice? 👀🌸

they're so pretty! truly fitting for our best pink girl

#she's on her way to roll for damage on a red dragon's breath weapon with these #ota's ask answers

[jrueships]

If the heats play the nba finals this year, I want to see Demar supporting his best friend. If he doesnt show up, jimmy can take the bestie spot 😑

the heat IMMEDIATELY playing like ass after you sent this... 😭 deebo really doesn't wanna make the trips i guess DAMN

#BUT IF THEY MADE IT TO THE FINALS AND LOWRY STAYED TO THE SIDELINES STILL!@@ DEEBO COULD OCCUPY HIM! #AND LAUGH AND SMILE AS HE WATCHES HIS MANS STILL AT WORK EVEN WHILE HURT ! #barking out orders and jumping up n screamin n yellin as he tries coaching his team like the beloved&beloathed Floor General he is #jimmy getting annoyed with kyle so he snarks to deebo to get his boyfriend under control (in a sarcastic taunting anti way) #but deebo just ignores him.. in fact he Encourages kyles tyrannical rule #pj muttering to deebo under his breath like 'kyle is SUCH an asshole' all tired of it but demar just smiles with the biggest goofiest grin #cue the happy sigh as he watches kyle absolutely chew the pants off of jimmy for a bad play 'haha yeeeeep <3! he SURE is!' #'thats my 7 💙' #he doesnt even have to do anything to get jimmy off kyles back... eventually kyle knows how to run off anyone away... #except demar. who refuses to leave his side #has to be actually pried off him into a whole nother country via trade just to get away from him and even THAT didnt stop him! #SO WHY SHOULD THE FINALS HUH???? #maybe demar will show up during a crucial do or die heat celtics game @@!!! #THE SECRET WEAPON! #who knows... #BUT GOOD IDEA! and the jimmy threat of Course we MUST stay focused boys we MUST #ted asks #kyle/demar #jimmy

[niamhuncensored]

on the one hand, i understand why batman doesn't kill. i understand that a tenant batman's belief is that anyone can change for the better at any time, and that killing them cuts off that potential.

on the other hand, we genre-savvy readers know that that just won't happen and/or won't last for most of the rogues gallery. To us, outside the narrative, it becomes less like "anyone can change, we just have to give them the ability to change," and more like "I demand an omelette. No, I will not break eggs, what do you take me for?"

The Joker needs to fucking die.

#i have a vision for this personally #i'm imagining batman beating up the joker in a dead end alley when a group of civilians stop him. he turns. they have weapons. #he doesn't take a stance but he does stand his ground while they ask him to leave joker to them. so they tell him about how he hurt them #how he raped and impregnated them and then kidnapped and killed their baby #how he brainwashed their daughter #how their son had PTSD from the time he was strung up on a knife wheel #how they heard his laugh all the time #how they got fired because he was holding up traffic and how he stepped in their three-day potato salad #And Joker - conscious but unable to stand - giggles about all of this. and jokes. #'if their daughter is still brainwashed then maybe he should pick her up next time he's out of arkham.' #and batman sees that while he was waiting around for joker to improve #he was failing the people he was trying to protect. he's not their savior. he doomed each and every one of them #by giving him a 16th. 17th. 18th. 19th. 20th chance #he grapples away. and the mob sweeps in #they kick the living shit out of him. there's no other way to say it. #he laughs at first but then they crush his jaw. thats when he realizes how serious this is #they beat him until hes a barely breathing mess. until his lungs are punctured and his limbs are broken or dislocated #then they leave him for dead. no one person has struck a coup de grace. no one has killed him. he does not see the sunrise.

[factorialsfandoms]

Writer ask game! 1, 9, 11, 49

ALSO, I saw your tags on Silver’s CPR fic and… are you in healthcare or were just dragged into a very bad situation and had to do compressions because most people don’t recognize you have to break someone’s rib cage to do proper CPR

Not healthcare! I don't work now, and doubt I could do CPR properly any more because my joint stability in my arms was trashed by genetics, but 10-ish years ago I had a summer job as a lifeguard. And got really, really unlucky with what shift I was on. Not sure what happened - and don't want to know - as it happened in a pool a colleague was watching, but after I cleared both pools we swapped so he could answer questions from the call operator.

(Am very thankful I've never had to use the training we did for babies because that's terrifying just on the dolls.)

Now your number questions!

1. What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

All questions tricky, but after scrolling through my (Zelda, because I have too much) fic I'd probably pick Leviathan Legends? Its not the best, and I still need to finish anything else for the series, and is more representative of what my writing at least tries to me. I was a bit surprised by all the physical pain there, but then I'm 9 days into whumptober which has all been Zelda, and there's only 36 fics. So that's a quarter before I've even considered it ^^;

9. How do you find new fic to read?

First is subscription emails from ao3 or things people are reblogging/posting on tumblr to be found on my dash. Depending on if I'm actively looking (email) or it just happens (tumblr). After that, I tend to start looking from character tags (for LU, X-centric tags too). I have favourites whose tabs stay open on my phone, then sometimes I hop from those to another for the day's flavour. Then if there's a lot I haven't read I narrow it to completed fic and/or keywords/keytags like 'fluff' or 'angst with a happy ending'.

11. Are you partial to a certain character/pairing or are you more equal-opportunity? If you are partial to any character/pairing, why do you think that is?

Oh I'm definitely bias. I will play with whomever fits, but I'll tend towards whatever character I'm dangling from the toes. For Zelda stuff my tags currently go - Hyrule (24), Legend (12), Time (9), Sky (8), Warriors (8), non-LU Link (5), Wild (4), Twilight (3), Four (3), Great Fairies (2). Which really tells me I need to write some Wind fic. But then I'm mostly writing cruel things atm, so... I'd rather not angst the kid??? But I'll have a thing. Because he's a good boy and should have something! I... do have one idea for Wind PoV at least, but its for an incredibly au au I've been building. As for why I pick thing... Across fandoms I've tended to notice I drift towards characters with a lot of their details missing. Side characters with interesting tidbits never explored, ones whose lack of presence overshadows the narrative but are long dead... In other fandoms I also really love filling in blanks from canon? Missing scenes and stuff like that (less so Zelda, there's not /missing/ scenes in the same way as you get with film and books, even with LU), events you know happened but not how. Its a similar sort of thing. Hyrule's games give me a very neat framework with a lot of space to play in. Meanwhile Legend just has a very distinctive voice that's fun to dabble in sometimes. The others... Tend to get dragged into fics with one of them as convenient or needed, though Time, Sky, and Wars all have fics where they are the central character having emotions and doing things. As I had ideas. And I have some chaos for Four that's been slowly burning in my brain a long while. Pairing wise... Depends what works for what I'm writing. Even in fandoms where I ship I multiship. LU wise its Legend & Hyrule at the top, but that's as much an artefact of who I like writing most as anything. More you write people the more they show up together.

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

Theoretically I got my laptop out to today's whumptober prompt, but those get written on the day itself or not at all, and I haven't actually started yet. I have... A lot of WIPs, all of which get poked from time to time. But! Multiple times now has my brain be drawn to the fic summarised as "Princess Aurora's attempts to reconstruct the Legends of the Four Sword with only half-remembered folk stories of her youth and a scattering of pages found in the remains of the burnt-out royal library", so have a bit of that! This is from pretty late, but I tend to write the end of anything before the start.

But then, the Hero of Lightning pulled the ring from his hand. With the motion power cracked through the skies, lightning summoned to its hero's command. Preparing for more sorrow the Hero of Fire called out one last time; the Hero of Lightning's smirk became a softer smile as he looked upon his soul-brother, twisting the lightning to himself - and, more importantly, to the Hero of Darkness. For long had the Hero of Lightning been gathering magic into the ring, limiting the flow within himself in exchange for it passing undetected by the enemy's hands. And now he released it, not at the Demon Lord's back, but rather at the fifth hero, the Hero of Darkness. Realising what had occurred, the Demon Lord turned, throwing much of his power behind a single attack as he lunged at the Hero of Lightning. The smirk vanished into a scream as darkness tore through his chest, a single shot with every intent to kill. And yet, when he fell, there was yet a smile on the Hero of Lightning's bloodied lips; the Demon Lord was too late, and the deed already done.

#if someone gets stabbed between the ribs of a corset by broken weapons what do #ask and answer #i honestly remember very little of the actual happening #which is... probably for the best #fun fact - at the time I was trained if training for water rescue they taught you 5 breaths per cycle and everyone else 2 #also had cpr training when I was first aider for a LARP group which had all sorts of fun bonus questions #like #and quick ways to remove armour because you can't do CPR through plate mail #same goes for high corsets tbh #I can't imagine chest compressions working well through boning

[cicadianrhythm]

aaaaaaaaaaa

I have to figure out how to complain about my neighbor smoking weed without sounding anti weed or karenish. It's coming through the wall and my stupid allergies think it's the exact same thing as getting kicked in the chest by a donkey.

#how does one politely inform someone that a controversial substance #only barely being recognized as a bullshit thing to get mad about #is specifically a problem to you and only you #and fucking hurts #when your demographic uses insincere politeness and false injury as a weapon? #should i dress punk? i could dress punk #mix my messages a little look i am making a complaint a karen would make #but do you see my jacket #my jacket brings a whole separate set of questions to the table #a new known unknown #indeed my words are asking you to conform to a societal expectation that is unfair #but my jacket is asking to pet your dog and what the coolest color guitar youve ever seen was #the conversation is somewhere in the middle #preferably somewhere i can breathe without going fetal position

[detectiveconnor]

connor isn’t typically fazed by brutal crimescenes. he loves his work and always has. when he has a long day at work it is likely picking through bits and pieces of people in a psychological sense - people whose mind works in a way it is tiring to crawl into. “I killed him because I Deserved -”, and, “she never listened so she deserved-”, and, “I don’t care who deserved anything. I wanted her to stop, so I got the bitch to stop.” if there is something that can make him think I’ve had enough for today, something that can tire him out (there isn’t, really, but if there is), it’s multiple interrogations in a row. it’s the way the words complement the fact this man was stabbed 28 times in the chest, accent the fact this woman was tortured and throttled until she stopped moving because she felt unsafe and was trying to leave.

#murder tw #domestic violence tw #it's the way people each live their own truths and some people's version of the Truth is that that is a reasonable way to live #by Taking Without Asking. connor has worked with people who use violence in the past #there's ....... #it is a lot of being very switched-on. in a way that he isn't normally #it is because he is a detective. not a social services provider #he knows the How. he knows the what and when and where and who. and the surface level 'why'. #it's the rest of the truth they're living that gets him sometimes. it's just tiring. connor does not have to disdain people to do his job #but he doesn't have to like them #.... anyway. there are a couple of crimescenes that would get to him the first couple of times After in human verse #scenes where the victim fought and fought and fought and fought. crawled their way toward help. tried and tried. #and scenes where someone was strangled #either or #but those wouldn't rattle him in a 'long day' way #it would be more ...... hmmm..... in the moment a breath of processing #''You okay?'' from the Lieutenant #but the answer is yes. he's fine. let's start with the murder weapon -

[inupibaldspot]

Walk him like a dog

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader

Note ₊˚⊹♡ : The first year trio are watching Gojo who is completely head over heels for you.

To the world, Gojo Satoru is the strongest but to the people who know him Gojo Satoru is a menace.

When he was in high school, he was a different breed. Yaga could not sleep at times from all the stress Gojo would cause; be it either an earful from the higher ups or checking the news only to find out there had been an explosion conveniently where Gojo’s mission was assigned.

Sometimes he would get pictured sent to him by the problem student himself, a picture with a beaten up enemy and Gojo winking at the camera with a note saying ‘Yay~ another victory! I mean it’s as normal as breathing for me (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ’

Even when Yaga would use his authority and lecture him, sometimes Gojo Satoru would not listen; be it simply ignoring or rebutting it with his opinion— an opinion no one asks for.

And when that happens, Yaga would pull out his secret weapon ‘You’! He didn’t use this card all the time but at time Gojo was simply so uncooperative, he had to! Any word coming from you would be listened to by him as if it were law. Right now, at the age of 28 he seemed to have matured- no stopped acting as childish and Yaga didn’t have to rely on you so often.

That same Yaga watches from the window at his new first years— Kugisaki Nobara, Itadori Yuji and Fushiguro Megumi— behind a bush, hiding peeking over to you and Gojo who were on a bench.

“Ah…” Kugisaki sweat dropped at the pair. “Gojo-sensei is so smitten.” She said observing at how you were simply reading a book, as Gojo yaps away but one thing very obvious was the gentle look he gave you.

When you finally looked Gojo’s way, their white haired teacher suddenly stops, they notice a faint blush peeping under his blindfolds and when he does starts talking he stammers. THE Gojo Satoru was stammering, biting his tongue simply because you were looking at him.

“Kugisaki, let’s leave.” Itadori covers his eyes, his right eye peeps through the cracks of his fingers. “Sensei is doing such a bad job at flirting with y/n, I’m getting embarrassed.”

Kugisaki lifts her hands and grabs the collar of Itadori’s and starts shaking it. “This is the closest we’re getting to romance in this school and I want to be the witness.” She grits her teeth.

Just then Nanami walks along the path, making the pair look over. You smile as you call out. “Nanami-kun.”

Nanami stops and waits as you stand from your bench, walking over to greet him. The students stare; as soon as you got off the bench and walks Gojo follows suit not even a millisecond later.

Kugisaki cringes. “He is like a puppy…”

They could vaguely hear Gojo start to make fun of Nanami, but when you think his ‘joke’ was a slight bit too harsh; they watch you give Gojo a side eye and almost immediately their teacher shuts up.

‘y/n has the strongest sorcerer at the palm of their hands .’ Kugisaki and Itadori collectively thought.

Before Kugisaki could comment she senses a small wet feeling on her forehead, then another and then she was drowning in it. Suddenly it started raining.

“Geh. Let’s get out of here.” Kugisaki says as she quickly brought her hands up to cover her bangs. “I don’t want my hair to frizz up.”

Itadori and Fushiguro follows her lead as they walk away to the nearby building and when they did reach shelter, Kugisaki quickly turns around to check on their teacher and you, a fellow sorcerer.

Her mouth drops slightly taking in the situation at hand, Nanami was no where in sight. She assumes he left because of the rain too.

But that wasn’t the focus.

Her eyes were focused on Gojo and you, holding hands smiling fondly at each other, she also noted that he was using ‘Infinity’ to not get wet from the rain.

Gojo laughs as he raises one of your hands high which makes you let out laugh, but complies as you proceed to twirl. As soon as you make two twirls, their teacher places his hands on your face as his leans down, his lips on yours.

Kugisaki and Itadori squeal and blushes at the intimate scene infront of them, jumping. “Sensei, finally did it! He kissed y/n—!” Itadori smiles.

They watch you smile into the kiss and you bring your hands up behind his neck, slowly trailing them into his hair, deepening the kiss.

“I’m so happy,Kugisaki.” Itadori wipes his tears with the back of his hands, extremely happy for his teacher’s happiness and success in his love life.

“I don’t know why you guys are making such a fuss.” Fushiguro finally decides to add into the antics of his classmates.

“Huh?” Kugisaki quickly turns and glares at the dark haired man. ”Is your heart made of stone or something,Fushiguro?”

“Yeah! I heard Gojo-sensei basically raised you.” Itadori chirps in. “You should be more happy for him.”

Kugisaki nods in agreement.

“I mean…” Fushiguro sighs as his hands are up massaging his temple, mentally preparing for the outburst to come.

“They’re married…”

“Ehhhhh???”

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagine #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo imagines #gojo imagine #gojo satoru imagine #gojo satoru x reader #gojo fluff #gojo saturo #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #jjk

[sellenite]

cherry blossoms 01 pairing: virgin!Choso x fem!reader contents: phone sex, mutual masturbation (f! and m!), JOI (m! receiving), Choso's first orgasm, praise kink (but in the softest way possible), friends to lovers, soft-smut word count: 1.9K MDNI | 18+

virgin!Choso who met you shortly after he met Yuji. He was wary of most people, but he thought your eyes were kind and pretty, and your voice was soothing and soft as you introduced yourself to him. He blushed when you asked him what his name was and he told you, still a little nervous. And then you smiled up at him, so sweet and bright, and told him yours and he swore it became his new favorite word.

virgin!Choso who started spending more time with you, because you made him feel safe. He was used to violence, used to being treated like a weapon by the people who had claimed to be his “allies.” But everything felt different with you. You helped teach him about the world, helped him to understand himself. You were patient and gentle, warm sunlight on the cold, barren existence that had been his life for so many years prior.

virgin!Choso who liked hearing you laugh more than anything. Sometimes he would make you laugh on accident, sometimes on purpose, but he didn’t really care either way. He liked watching the way your eyes creased at the corners, sometimes the tip of your nose. He liked when he made you laugh really hard too, when little tears would roll down your cheeks and the sounds of your giggles would be cut off by your panting. He made you laugh really hard today when he so innocently asked about something he had heard Yuji say to Megumi:

“Yuji was talking about something called ‘sloppy toppy’… Do you know where you get that from?”

You swore you were going to die of asphyxiation from the way your body convulsed and curled in on itself. Choso didn’t understand what was so funny, but he smiled as you wiped tears from your eyes.

virgin!Choso whose eyebrows knitted together intensely when you told him what “sloppy toppy” meant. He understood the basics of sex (as in he knew that it was how humans reproduced), but he had never experienced the desire for it or feelings of lust. But this new vocabulary word had introduced so many questions he had never considered before; how sex could just be for pleasure, how many different ways you could have it, what it felt like... The blush on your cheeks darkened as his questions turned more intimate, letting his genuine curiosity guide him.

“The first and most important thing about having sex is that you feel safe with the person you’re having it with,” you explained to him after a while of answering his questions.

“Safe like how I feel with you?” Choso asked you softly, looking into your eyes with his deep purple ones. You felt your breath catch in your throat, your cheeks blushing pink. You nodded softly, but gently changed the subject.

virgin!Choso who couldn’t help but go home that night and think about everything you had taught him. He thought of your pretty eyes as you explained everything to him in your soothing voice. He thought of the way your soft lips looked when you smiled or how they glistened when you wet them with your tongue. He laid in bed and felt an unfamiliar pressure in his pants, almost as if he was in pain. He shifted around, trying to get the feeling to go away but it felt like all he could focus on was his dick. He lifted up the waistband of his sweatpants to look at himself, seeing his cock resting stiffly against his stomach, swelling up as fluid leaked from the tip of it. He groaned low in his throat, suddenly wishing you were there with him in his room. He wanted you to be there to help him; to explain in your soft, sweet voice what was happening to him, why his cock was so hard and why it was dripping so much.

virgin!Choso who called you because he just couldn’t take it anymore and he didn’t know what to do.

“Choso? Everything okay?” You asked him in your sweet voice, slightly concerned because it was almost 1:00 AM at this point and he usually didn't call you this late.

He swallowed a lump in his throat as he held the phone up to his ear with one hand, the other pushing the waistband of his sweatpants down to free his throbbing cock. He groaned at the feeling of the fabric brushing against his sensitive balls as he shifted them down.

“It’s so hard right now and it keeps leaking… I don’t know what to do,” Choso’s deep voice whined over the phone.

“It’s-? Ohhh…” You felt your breath catch in your throat as his words sank in, sitting up in your bed as you heard his needy tone. You bit into your lip, feeling a steady ache between your thighs building at the sound of his voice alone. You took a deep breath as you collected yourself the best you could.

“Umm, well… Sometimes the best way to make it go away is to make yourself cum,” you explained softly, feeling an odd mix of embarrassment and arousal at the same time. Choso was your friend, and he was calling you so innocently about his problem, he probably didn’t even realize how erotic it was.

virgin!Choso who did in fact realize how erotic it was when hearing your soft voice on the other end of the line made his cock twitch.

“I don’t know how…” Choso groaned softly in response to your suggestion, watching the fluid leak from the tip of his aching cock and drip onto the bottom of his stomach.

You squeezed your eyes shut at the sound of his voice, simultaneously tensing your thighs together as your own need grew rapidly. You bit your lip as your next response bounced around in your head for a few moments before you answered.

“I could… Tell you how… If you want,” you offered softly, your voice like a sweet whisper in Choso’s ear. Choso nodded quickly as his hand gripped onto his phone a little harder.

“Please,” he said softly, and it took everything in your power to not moan at how hot his husky voice sounded when he was so desperate for you.

virgin!Choso whose phone was now on speaker as you guided him through how to touch himself. He wrapped his large palm around his girth, groaning in pleasure as you told him to use the leaky fluid from his tip to slide his hand down his length. He listened obediently, his breath shaky as he followed the rhythm of your voice, telling him to slide his hand down… up… down… up… down… up…

He couldn’t help but let out a soft whimper as your voice controlled his every movement, feeling his hips twitching, jerking up into his hand instinctively. The sounds were so erotic: his whimpers through the phone; the soft, wet sounds you could hear coming from the movement of his palm over his skin. You were trying so hard not to touch yourself, your thighs squeezing together impossibly tight as you bit into your lip to suppress the urge to moan back in response to his whiny breaths.

“Squeeze your fist a little tighter when you get to your tip, Choso… Does that feel good?” You asked him, your own breathing getting a little heavy from trying to remain composed.

“Yes… Yes… Feels so good,” Choso whimpered as he fisted his cock on the other end of the line. You let out a soft moan of your own. You didn’t even remember moving your pillow, but there it was, in between your legs as you humped your aching, panty-clad pussy into it.

virgin!Choso who heard your soft moan and he almost came on the spot, his breath stuttering as he heard your angelic voice sound so lewd.

“D-do that again… Please,” he begged softly, increasing the pace of his hand as his hips thrusted up into the tight grip of his fist. His head was tilted back into his pillow, eyes almost closed, his lids so heavy from pleasure. You could envision all of it now as your own eyes squeezed shut, grinding into your pillow a little harder so the seam of the casing rubbed against your swollen clit. You heard the wet sounds of his fist sliding up and down his shaft and you moaned a little louder as you rubbed your clit into the pillow.

Choso whimpered as he heard your moans through the phone. He could feel a coiling pleasure building in his lower body quickly now, every thrust into his fist making him feel even more desperate. The sounds he was making were breathy and frantic as he braced against the dizzying pressure of the newfound sensations. His body was acting on pure instinct, pushing himself rapidly towards an unknown edge.

He whimpered your name out and you knew he was close. Your own arousal only increased as you imagined it was him you were humping so desperately as he whined beneath you. Your fingers slipped into your panties, sliding into your soaking hole as you rocked against them, moaning loudly as you felt your own climax building.

“K-keep stroking your cock for me, Cho… Want you to cum nice and hard for me, okay?” Your voice was breathless and punctuated by your own soft moans as you heard Choso groaning and whimpering in agreement as he loudly fucked into his fist. His back arched as he thrusted his swollen cock up into his palm, wishing it were your hand, your mouth, or the space between your thighs that he now realized he was longing to see.

virgin!Choso who sobbed your name out as he came into his fist, fucking up into his hand as ropes of his warm cum shot out of his swollen cock and fell back onto his hand, his abdomen, his thighs... His balls were so heavy—his thick cock twitching with every spurt that released from his slit—and his hips jerked up as he painted his body with his seed. He whimpered as it kept coming, his head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut as he panted and moaned loudly. You could hear him whine louder from the other end of the phone, as you brought yourself closer and closer to your own climax.

“So good, Choso… You did so good,” you praised him breathlessly, your own body leaning forward as you moaned into the phone. You rolled your hips furiously into the pillow, bolstered by his desperate whimpers as you came around your fingers. You whined for him now too, riding out your own high as Choso’s breathing slowly returned to normal on the other side of the phone.

virgin!Choso who broke the silence first.

“Did you… Did you cum too?” He asked breathlessly, plump lips parted slightly as he stared up at his ceiling, eyes still half-lidded as he came down from the high of his first orgasm.

You swallowed as your body relaxed into your bed, pillow still trapped between your thighs.

“Um yeah, I did,” you laughed a little nervously. The reality of what just occurred between the two of you was sinking in now that you both had climaxed. There was some silence on both ends as you both breathed heavily.

“Good,” Choso said softly, smiling up at his ceiling. “Maybe next time… We could do it together?”

virgin!Choso who would not be a virgin for much longer after that night!

PSA: thank you so much for reading <3

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Omg bro yk whats been on my mind for do long?? A demon king trying to court a hero reader. Like the hero has already fought and defeated the king but somehow he comes back and he's desperately trying to get the hero to join him (in more ways than one). He wants the reader to be his spouse and leader of his army against the corrupt human race and the reader (now fallen from stardom due to the evil kings defeat) just wants him gone and to be left alone. Idk if this makes sense but I need to see SOMEONE write abt it before I lose my last marble.

-Doll

This is giving me Dragon Quest vibes, haha. Not a trope I'm too familiar with, but it sounds interesting nonetheless. I shall do my best! Sorry for the delay, I hope it's close to what you imagined. :)

Yandere! Demon King x Hero! Reader

As it goes with villains, they always find a way to return. This time, the Demon King has a different plan in mind. You were prepared for anything, from evil schemes to ancient conjured weapons...except for a wedding ring cordially placed before you. Do you say yes?

Content: gender neutral reader, monster romance, 🔥proposal (literally)

[Part 2]

You still remember everything so fondly. How you crawled out of that enormous crater, body battered and weak, as everyone watched in horror and held their breaths. Finally, you raised your fist victoriously. The Demon King had been, at last, defeated. The people cheered and cried and pulled you up under thundering waves of applause. Peace was no longer just a dream.

A sweet, innocent memory, even more so given its fleeting nature. The genuine smiles of gratitude quickly turned into crooked grins asking for favors. Before you knew it, you became some sort of political accessory to convince the masses. Posing for photos, shaking hands, being interviewed with bizarrely planned questions reeking of propaganda. You suddenly felt burdened, heavy, disappointed. This was not the kind of fame you envisioned for yourself.

Thus, you gradually vanished from the limelight, keeping your distance from everyone else and spending most days in solitude. Better than having to look into those unscrupulous, opportunistic eyes measuring up your worth. You had fulfilled your job and purpose.

This morning you're woken up by the sound of your belongings rattling in their shelves. The wooden frame of your bed is creaking, and you struggle to get up. An earthquake? A wave of nausea flushes over you. You recognize this feeling all too well, though you never expected to deal with it again. This is a disaster alright, yet the forces of nature have nothing to do with it.

You rush outside, swinging the door open and nearly tripping in your hurry to confirm your suspicions: the demonic creature is approaching your humble adobe with heavy steps, as the ground crumbles and shatters underneath. The Demon King himself, in flesh and blood. Although the blood splattering his armor is most likely not his. Same for the visceral remains threading his weapon. Regardless, your jaw tightens nervously, and you stand back, in a defensive pose. "You're a stubborn one", you say smugly, trying to maintain your composure. "Can't say I'm a fan of dying, that is correct." A ragged, monstrous voice erupts from the tall, armored figure.

"What brings you back?" You demand. The surroundings are too peaceful for him to have tampered with the city. Did he stop by to formally announce his destruction? "I have an offer that might interest you." The Dark Overlord has closed the distance between you, now looming above your much smaller body. You shiver. "I don't barter with Demons!" You conclude, turning around, prepared to leave. "Even when your precious people are on the line?" The horned beast warns with a grin. "If there's nothing better to do as a Ruler of Realms than killing petty humans..." You swiftly retort, going back into your house and slamming the door shut.

He stands for a moment, speechless. "Y-your Majesty? Should I take care of the humans, or (Y/N)?" Only now he notices his scaly butler, bowing to his side with claws resting over the weapon. The Demon King raises a hand, shooing the servant away. The annihilation of the human race can wait. There are more important matters to deal with presently. He'd expected your rejection, naturally, but not in such fashion. The indifference, the flat voice, the empty eyes devoid of emotion. Have the city dwellers tampered with his hero? He expected to see your fierce rage and in return he was met with a hollow shell.

Bright blue flames erupt from the openings of his armor, resulting in a menacing show of lights. He's known it for the longest time, of course. Humans are rotten to their very core. Vile, deceitful creatures that have slithered their way up, exuding undeserved arrogance. He's been trying to show you this very fact, yet you were blinded by naive faith. Your unwavering, honest heart that won him over has turned out to be your early demise. Not anymore. His vengefulness knows no bounds when it comes to traitors.

The sudden spike in temperature alerts you. Was it your rudeness that angered the Demon? You don't care anymore. Whatever happens to the city is out of your hands. And yet...you're buckling the straps of your old suit made for battle. Sword in hand, you gaze at your reflection. What could the Beast want? The fortified city no longer holds the value of its olden days. Just like you've left your hero days behind. Without much contemplation, you run out and head for the main gates. The path is paved with ash and rubble and your grip on the weapon tightens. Regret immediately wells up in your chest, ready to burst out. Is it too late? The entrance is engulfed in fire, charred corpses toppling against the ruins of the walls.

You reach the town hall - or rather, what remains of it - and face the Demon King. Has he gotten stronger since your last encounter? You hold your breath as the horned monster turns towards you. "I've tried to tell you, again and again. Time after time." He sighs, defeated. "Between the two of us, I'd say you were the stubborn one all along." His voice is softer than what you would've expected from someone that had just massacred an entire settlement. There's not a single scratch or sign of struggle. Was he merely holding back during your last fight? One thing is certain: you're his final obstacle. You raise your sword, determined. Hot sweat trickles down your face as the flames surround you. "Well, at least you've convinced yourself now, I hope. There's nothing left for you here." The Demon King lowers himself, extending a fist towards you. A spell? Secret weapon? Your leg muscles contract in anticipation.

His fingers open and stretch out, slowly. In his palm, a barely noticeable ring. Given the ridiculous size difference, you assume this is better fitting for a human. You stare at it in confusion, discerning the wedding vows carved in the noble metal. "What's the meaning of this?" You mutter, glancing at the Beast now resting on one knee before you. "What? Is it not your human custom?" He looks away for a moment, clicking his tongue. "That useless butler. He told me- Forget it! You are to return with me to my Kingdom. As my spouse."

Of all the things you've prepared yourself for...Your brows furrow and your mouth hangs open in shock.

What is your answer? The Demon King will not leave empty-handed.

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