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hbaker-burning · 2 years
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hey uhhh @singularvoice can you please do,,, soemting to help me with the fuckijg circus kid???? it's really startin to get to me hhaha... ha....
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lazyneonrabbitt · 8 months
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double p*netration with carmy/lip/reader please 😳😳
Ohohohoho anon ILY for this.
There's porn here. 18+ blah blah minors piss off.
"What if we both fuck her tonight?" Carmy's question came during a shared cigarette, hanging out of the kitchen window.
"What are you talking about, we basically always both fuck her." Lip offers him back the cigarette with a questioning look.
"Yeah, I mean, we do. But we always take turns." He gestured between the them to accentuate his comment to which Lip's brows raised in interest before quickly waving the whole thing off again. "Forget about it man, she won't do anal. Begged and bribed my way through college to let me but she never would. Absolute turn off for her."
"Think she'll fit us both?" It was a sincere question, thanks to some stupid videos Richie had shoved in his face after work. 'To give him some ideas.'
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You were straddling Carmy, his cock all the way inside you while Lip's hand rested on your lower back, stuffing three lubed up fingers insides of you as well. Your moans were muffled with your face in the crook of Carmy's neck and biting down. Lip being rough with you was nice, especially with Carmy being ever so soft with you to balance it out. Fingers were pulled from you and a short moment later you feel the tip of Lip's cock slide down your ass. Your high pitched whine was a sound he knew all too well.
"Shh, baby. He won't do it." It was Carmen who comforted you, a hand on the back of your head and the other rubbing soothing circles on your shoulder. You felt him move further down and prod at your entrance where Carmy was still inside. He pulled away for a moment, only to return his previous actions with his dick covered in a thick layer of lubricant. "Just keep breathing, baby.." Carmen's soothing voice whispered, kissing the side of your head as Lip held his head on the other side of you. "Gonna fill you up real good, gonna go slow for you." With some awkward moving around he pushed his tip past your entrance.
"Fuh-- god, ahh.." Your pained cry was joined by groans of the two boys. Your fingers pulling hard on Carmy's curls as gour tried to breathe through the pressure of them stretching you beyond anything you ever felt.
"Hhnng.. Too much--" Lip slowly pushed further in despite your protests, each time only a fraction of an inch and stopping to let you adjust for a moment. "You can take it, sweetheart." and "doing so good for us." fell from their lips. All while Carmy moaned with every one of the other's thrusts, the feeling of Lip's cock against his was new but not unwelcome. His sounds only turned you on more. You kissed and licked at every bite mark you had left on Carmy's shoulder, apologizing between gasps and sighs.
Once fully in, tears were streaming down your face. Any bit of movement shot straight to your core, being so full made you feel every single twitch. Being pulled backwards against Lip's chest you let out a cry one of them rubbed right against that spot that had you see stars. It felt so good you were afraid you'd come as soon as they started to move.
Carmen took the change in position as an oportunity to play with your tits, rolling the hardened nubs between his skilled fingers. "Ah Carm--" You tried to beg him not to tease but all the stimulation took your voice, nothing but whines leaving you.
Whines turned into moans from all three of you as Lip announced he felt like you adjusted long enough and carefully lifted your hips and pulled you down in a slow, steady rythm. It only took a few thrusts for you to be a babbling mess, trying your hardest to form a sentence but failing. To your luck Lip understood your fucked dumb language and moved his fingers to rub on your clit, adding rhat bit of extra pressure to push you over the edge.
You cried out as your walls clenched around the two cocks buried deep inside of you, encouraging them to keep thrusting. Carmen's hands laid over Lip's, squeezing your skin and setting a quicker pace. Both boys only chasing their own release now, dragging you along to another high with their hard thrusts and loud groans, both so close that they could barely hold back. "God, Lip- Close.." Carmen rasped as his grip on you tightened. "Fuck- Yeah, me too." You clawed at Carmen's chest, forehead pressed against his collarbone as you clenches hard around them again, their desperate tones getting you off before both of them followed suit. They came one after the other, only one or teo thrusts in between, stilling inside of you until they were fully spent.
You fell limp against Carmen, having Lip pull out first and grabbing some paper towels for you to leak onto as Carmen pulled out and carefully placed you on the bed.
"Sould we run her a bath, get her cleaned up?" Lip gives you a quick look before answering. "Lets get a warm towel and clean her off first. If she wakes then we'll bathe her."
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A/N: this one was funky to write. Three people together is like a nasty game of twister so not much position swapping happened lol. Hope you enjoyed it!!
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fenrislorsrai · 2 months
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Fandom Trumps Hate- Good Omens Offerings
this is a non-exhaustive list because there are so many Good Omens offerings. These are just Discord pals that were go "aaaaaaaaaaa what if nobody bids on me!?!?!?!"
well, then what if I give you the opposite problem and EVERYONE bids on you. AHAHAHAHAHA. Chaos for a good cause! my favorite!
Read the full offering for details. I've just given a super quick summary and additional fandoms they do if you're going "I hunger for CROSSOVER" plus said nice things about them. HAHAHAHA. YOU HAVE TO ACCEPT MY COMPLIMENTS NOW!
Get art or words as a gift for your favorite fandom for a charity donation! Fandom Trumps FAQ on how it all works. @fandomtrumpshate
Dorli-+ Legend of Zelda, Avatar The Last Airbender- illustration, banner, or book cover -- up to M rating - does trans/nb characters, f/f ships - absolutely the softest, squishiest looking character work. get the most huggable version of characters. (or squishy AND hot. ohohohoho)
SassishMoon- illustration up to E rating- does trans/nb characters, f/f ships -special note, I got art for Moon last year and it was fabulous. also have a collab coming out in a zine and it is HOT HOT HOT.
WarGoddess- + FullMetal Alchemist- Illustration up to E rating- interested in angst, unhappy endings, genderbending- lovely textures. beautiful skins tones and absolutely fabulous wings.
Sightkeeper- illustration up to E rating- option for comic page if bid goes high enough!- interested in trans & nonbinary characters- Delicious line work and delightful facial expressions. also: monsters
TheRavenMuse - 5-10K fic up to E rating- make it dark, make it weird! and by weird, has done Bentley/Bookshop smut. TIME FOR CRACK.
contritecactite- + Final Fantasy: VII, XII, XV, Ace Attorney 5-10K fic up to E OR 5K podfic of your work up to M rating- interested in trans & nonbinary character, F/F, polyships, and canon compliant/fill in the gap in canon type fics- go get you some RADIO omens. and Book Omens. writes very caring stuff... and sometimes caring is a good healing fuck.
accidentaldemon- under 5k up to E rating- interested in polyships, trans & nonbinary characters, and humans AUs- do you need some Crowley & Young Shadwell fic? AccidentalDemon has you covered.
TawnyOwl- 5-10K up to E rating- loves AUs where they meet and find they're perfect for each other in a new and special way.
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Ngk_is_cool - under 5K up to T- TV or Book Omens! time for all those secondary character to shine! anything but a/c. especially interested in ace and queerplatonic relationships. do you want a fic with some footnotes like the book?
Shaninal- under 5K up to M rating- A/C in some canon complaint fluff and humor. OR beta read for 5-10K up to E rating for Good Omens, Percy Jackson, or Miraculous Lady Bug
EdosianOrchids- 3 options! 2 soft & fluffy up to 5K and one 5-10K hurt/comfort. TV or Book Omens. especially known for chronic pain, disability, and PTSD focused fics. Come and get some HEALING and comfort for the chronic issues. also does aspc fics.
HKBlack- 10-20K up to E rating. Interested in trans/nb characters. Love AUs with a happy ending. THERE WILL BE PUNS. SO MANY PUNS
This is only a partial sampling go see the whole Good Omens tag
and if you are have a gomens offering not listed here, feel free to add in reblogs! Let's give some charities some money!
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whump-kia · 8 months
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hello hope you’re having a nice day! just wanted to say: whumpees being carried/mostly supported. fireman carry, bridal carry, one arm slung around caretaker’s shoulders struggling not to slump to the ground entirely. bonus points if they’re delirious/half-conscious and trying to talk :)
oh. oho. ohohohoho. this is SO good.
first of all--it requires someone else there. is it the whumper, delivering them to their next session? a caretaker with no muscles, struggling to take their weight? the team's strong one, holding them up like they're nothing? are they strung between two members, laughing incomprehensibly as the team keeps their eyes forward, ignoring their madness?
why are they unable to walk? are they feverish and sick, curled into oneself and trembling from illness? are they wounded, in the leg, in the stomach, do they have a concussion making them too dizzy to stand? have they been mentally attacked, just rescued from the hands of a particularly violent whumper or given a taste of a psychic spell that rendered them useless?
and finally, are they aware they're being carried? are they, as you said, delirious or half-conscious from blood loss, unaware they're even being supported? are they completely unconscious--presumed dead, perhaps? or are they stoic, laser focused on the task through the pain, organizing the team even while being half-supported? are they stubborn enough to try and walk on their own, only to fall on the shoulder of the strong one, giving up and gasping for breath?
there's so much you can do with this trope and it's all so delicious, so so good. thank you so much for the ask, rowan!
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medicsredpills · 1 month
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What type of experiments do you usually perform? Does it involve alive or dead organisms?
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Ohohohoho machine, you really do kznov hov to make me happy! Shoving you all my prozedures vould take a vhole lot of time, days if you may, so im gonna show you my favorite! Svitching body parts! Specially alive! Since i get a more interesting result if the subject survives!! So ve can say i really like mutalation
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... : **&$&*$*#&$!!!!!!
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Aghhh vhat the hell, its not like you vould tell anyone machine, ive been dying to show someone my brand nev studie!
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But remembeeerrr, this is a secret between me and you machinee
Dont betray me.
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Medic : Guten Morgen!! Rize and shineee!!
... : go to hell
Medic : AGH!! Du Sack verrottender Rosen DONT BITE!!
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Medic : ugh, here is the drama queeen, he does not enjoy vaking up vithout his cup of coffee, last time ve have spoken he vas being a real pain on my behind, and it vas not my intention to keep him alive!! But im glad i did!!
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Medic : oh yes!! About the svitching body parts, *snort* im thinking about exchanging his head for a donkeys ass!!
Blu spy : ...
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dukeoftears · 7 months
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IVE NEVER CONSIDERED PAPYKAARD BEFORE THAT SOUNDS SO CUTE... actually now im curious what are some of your thoughts on rouxls ships/what his relationship experience is like
OhohoHOHO you have come to the right place!! I love rouxls ships here I will list every one I like and why I like it :3
Kingkaard: This can be two things, either King is a doofus dumbass who is annoyed at himself for falling in love with his servant while Rouxls is a self righteous dumbass and it's goofy shenanigans, or... you have the darker, more toxic variant that isn't cute or romantic (and SHOULD NOT BE ROMANTICISED PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK). I like both a lot, I usually go with the second because it gives my Rouxls a nice backstory (and also gives me an excuse to project my own past traumas) (I mainly do it to project) but with the sheer number of proshitters who romanticise it... :/ goddamn I hate when people romanticise ab*se. There is nothing cute about it. I remember I found a Kingkaard fic with that dynamic that represented what I went though so well that I had to take a break from my phone for a while. And the comments? Full of proshitters who found it "deliciously painful and want king to break him blah blah" :/ goddamn that made me take a second break
Getting off my high horse now, this post isn't where I rant abt proshippers or traumadump
Queenkaard: I LOVE THIS ONE SOO MUCH HEHE it's technically m/f in canon but I like hcing Queen as a genderfuck sapphillean and Rouxls as gay so it's achillean in my thoughts anyways X) Queen would take every opportunity to fluster Rouxls and would be genuinely touched with the gifts he gives her as a sign of his affection
oh yeah side note: Rouxls' love languages would definitely be gift giving and verbal affection :3
METTAKAARD: Two trans gay men who KNOW they're beautiful in love??????? I cannot explain how much I ADORE Mettakaard it is my FAVORITE SHIP OF ALL TIME... on one hand they are both so goddamn flirtatious with each other but then on the other you have them comforting each other as they show their flaws to nobody but each other.... oughfhfhf <3
Papykaard: TWO GOOFY PUZZLE BOYOS WHO COOK TOGETHER I feel like this is great in both the qpr and the romantic way, Papyrus would definitely decide to tutor Rouxls with puzzles and from there, Pap falls first but Rouxls falls harder <3 Papyrus would listen to Rouxls rant for ages and the same vice versa and they would cook together, and Rouxls feels so safe around Papyrus because Papyrus doesn't care about rank, or status, or how clumsy and dumb he is, Papyrus loves him for who he is and he doesn't have to pretend to be something he isn't anymore... Honorary mention to Swap Papykaard where you have swap papyrus and rouxls, I started this in a rp with my friend who writes swap papyrus and we actually found it has a really cute dynamic <3 Rouxls would definitely look after Paps when he doesn't feel the will to get out of bed, and swap pap would always listen to his infodumps and it's just CUTE
PAPYMETTAKAARD I love polycules and here you have PAPYKAARD AND METTAKAARD AND PAPYTON AT THE SAME TIME?!?!!! Sign me up!!
Swatchkaard: "I hate you" "I loveth thee too <3"
Those are the main rouxls ships I like, but a few honorary mentions: Seamkaard can be cute with the right dynamic, I like them as qprs especially :) Jevkaard / Nosuit can be silly and fun too, I don't actively ship it but I do enjoy the ship
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silentmoths · 2 years
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hihi! may i request genshin men/women whom you wouldn’t expect to cry or break down easily crying in the reader’s lap? no specific gender for the reader hehe
OHOHOHOHO HELL YEAH
sorry this was so late, had to pull a sicky from work yesterday because If i didn't I think I would have really had a gd mental breakdown, so I needed rest, and apparently so do
Diluc, Jean, Zhongli, Ningguang, Childe, The Kamisato siblings and Yae.
Fluff, comfort, sadtimes, lotsa smoochies
Diluc
When he breaks, it's quiet at first, barely a sniffle as he turns his head into your belly to hide his face.
However it doesn't remain quiet for long. Years of grief and pain will do that to a person, especially one who insists that he's fine on his own, bottling up his emotions and his true thoughts until he physically, mentally and emotionally just can't do it anymore and it explodes outwards with harsh, wracking sobs.
There isn't much you can say comfort-wise, you know why he's upset, you know there's no bringing his father back, there's no reversing everything. So instead you sit and you card your fingers through that stupidly soft mop of red and you hum quietly, sounds and touches for him to slowly focus on when he's ready.
You wont speak of it afterwards, these private moments with diluc are to remain exactly that. the fact that he trusted you enough to come to you when he felt that vunerable was special enough.
Jean
The poor, overworked, underappreciated acting grandmaster. She was always friendly and approachable, uncaring that at times, her job seemed thankless. which is exactly why you're caught so off-guard when you decide to show your appreciation by bringing her a Pizza, fresh from good hunter, to share for lunch.
She blinks down at the meal on her desk, and then back up at you, and at first, you think you'd done something wrong, but then she sniffles and tries to rub at her eyes, and before long there's torrents of tears and you're so caught off guard that the only thing your brain tells you to do is pull her into an embrace and just let her cry it out.
She's muttering apologies the entire time between wet, shaky sobs and you can only shake your head, tell her it's alright, let it out.
You make a mental note to kick some of her higher-standing officers into gear and have them show her little acts of appreciation more often, if simply bringing her a pizza had caused all this.
Once she's finally calmed though, she smiles at you, soft and warm, if still a little wet.
As it turns out, lukewarm pizza tastes amazing after a good cry.
Zhongli
The usually stoic ex-archon of liyue? considering how much he'd seen, felt, loved and lost in his lifetime, it's really a wonder he didn't cry more.
Even then, he's very...quiet about it. Simply laying his head in your lap without a word, which was the first clue something was off, for him not to be speaking, the second clue was that he hadnt asked. In all the time you'd known him, Zhongli always asked before doing anything, be it as simple as holding your hand, or kissing you.
So you can only sigh softly when you see the glimmer of gold slide down his cheek, his eyes shut, but his brows furrowed, before another golden tear slips out, and another.
You don't ask him what the matter is, there could be several thousand, or there could be one. He would tell you in time.
You simply run your thumbs across his cheeks, collecting the little golden tears, even they tingle with his raw geo energy, and are sinfully beautiful for such a sad moment.
When he finally opens his eyes again, you smile and lean down to press a kiss to his forehead. He could very well have had a full break down, to cry and scream and sob, but he never does. Part of you wonders if that's due to his own self control, or if he simply...didn't know that was an option. But he smiles back at you today, and mumbles a quiet apology, one you wave away
Despite this, he does not deign to move for some time, nor do you force him to. you might not have godly levels of patience like him, but for him? you'd happily sit forever.
Ningguang
It is so very rare for the Tianquan to finally snag a moment alone, and in those moments, she often chooses to spend with you. She apparently very much enjoyed the fact that you treat her like a regular person, treated her as an equal and not as a ruler. Which is why it was you who most often saw her cry, but even then, these events were few and far between.
This one however, you had somewhat expected. The jade chamber, her dream, her lifes goal, now lay in ruin, sunk to the bottom of the ocean. Everyone had branded Lady Ningguang once again as a hero, a noble sacrifice... That didn't mean she wasn't allowed to be sad about losing all her hard work. which is why, whent he dust had settled, she'd come to you. The look on her face was all you needed to open your arms and let her engulf you.
Her grief is loud, screaming sobs that remain muffled by your shoulder, sharp nails scratching your back as she lets that sadness consume her, and you smile, because she needed this, even if it was ugly, even if it hurt.
It feels like hours before she finally begins to settle, her chest heaving with the exhertion of such forceful emotion, and she slumps. you're there to catch her, you always would be, winding your arms around her middle, rubbing her back and mumruring words of comfort and reassurance.
It would take a few more hours before the Tianquan was anywhere near ready to face her public again, but her secrataries would do their best to keep public eyes off her for a few days so that she may have a silent moment to grieve the loss of her home with you.
Childe
The harbinger had caught you off guard. You'd been spending the day with him, causing chaos and the like, anything to escape, as he called it 'paperwork hell'
It's as you're both winding down for the night, that you crack a really stupid knock knock joke at him, but instead of laughter, his eyes well with tears and he crumples into you.
Of course you're shocked and panicked at first. had you done something to upset him? could you do anything to fix it? it's only when he rasps out that that was the exact kind of shitty joke his siblings would tell him that you realise.
Childe was horrifically homesick.
Of course he had to be. For as rough, tough and unflappable as the eleventh harbinger could be, he was still a kind, caring, family-loving kid. he was still a kid, a kid who had been shipped off and then quite literally shipped out of home without as much as a goodbye, I love you.
So you simply pull him closer, holding him as tightly as he was holding you, which was damn-near squeezing the air from your lungs, but if that's what he needed, so be it.
the entire time, he rambles wetly about his siblings, their little quirks and their jokes and how each of them were just so perfect and how much he missed them and wishes he could see them again.
Once he's calmed some, you suggest perhaps writing a letter, something you knew he already did, but this one would be simple, to the point, one that told each of his siblings how much he missed them in detail. An idea that he gets behind as soon as he can wipe his eyes properly.
Ayaka and Ayato
Ayaka had been the one to ask if you would join them today, you didn't exactly understand what was going on until you enter the estate and everything seemed...sombre.
A quiet question to one of the housekeepers had confirmed it...today was an anniversary... commemorating Mrs. Kamisato's passing... it was then you understood why Ayaka had asked you to come. The quiet, reserved woman never made it a secret how much she missed her mother, and had told you on more than one occasion that you were alot like her in many ways.
However when you enter the main building proper, you're all but engulfed in her embrace, tears already running down her face even as she smiles up at you. thanking you for coming.
You would always be soft for her. Even now as you sit, legs tucked neatly beneath you and her head resting on your lap, stroking her hair and humming a soft tune as she talks about...anything really.
It's not until another presence flops beside you that you're even aware ayato was home, the young commissioner was often so busy with yashiro commission duties that he was seldom seen.
but his face is heartbreaking. Usually he kept his expressions stoic, if not a little aloof...but today his eyes were a little red, wet-rimmed and puffy, his expression forlorn and despondant.
of course, he likely missed his mother just as much as ayaka did...so now your free hand was occupied with stroking his hair as well.
Ayato is alot quieter about his grief, simply laying there, eyes shut as he listens to his sister recount stories and happier times, but you do happen to notice the way the commissioner's hand clings to your sleeve, exactly like a sad child would.
A couple of days later, you recieve what had to be the biggest bouquet of flowers to your home, along with several other extravagant gifts, none of them have a sender, but you know.
Yae
Lady Guji spent a good majority of her time being shrewd, bossy and more than a little bit intimidating. However if you did what she asked and were quick about it, she was actually rather easy to get along with.
It's one night when you find yourself unable to sleep that you slip out of the sleeping quarters and find yourself face to face with Lady Yae. She was never particularly strict about the shrine maiden's sleep routines, but she shoots you a glance before turning her gaze upward towards the sky, and that's when you see the faint, watery buildup along her eyes.
You should have simply let her be, but you're not the kind of person to let someone crying stay alone, especially not someone who was so well put together. So you find yourself leaning against the rail and asking if she needed anything.
'company' was her response, her gaze still fixed upon the stars, and so you simply nod, shirking your usual shrine-maiden mannerisms and pulling yourself up to sit on the wooden railing.
Without any prompting, she begins to speak, about her old friends, other yokai that had long since left this world, the stories and the adventures and you slowly begin to realise that for all she was, all she had, Yae Miko had lost just as much as she'd gained.
Her greatest loss was Raiden Ei, how she'd closed herself off, become a shut-in, sealed herself away from the world to preserve eternity, all without saying goodbye to her closest friend and confidant... that really had to have been an upsetting time for Lady Yae...
you're not sure what to say, so you simply listen. it's only when her voice cracks that you open your arms, surprised when she does indeed take the offer, resting her forehead against your chest with a quiet, sad sigh. She speaks about how she misses the way things used to be, how Raiden Ei's eternity was something that was beautiful, but felt unobtainable, and how she wished her friend would come back to her.
after a while, she finally falls silent, and you simply remain, a hand resting on her hair, you desperately fight down the urge to touch her ears, even as they give the occasional twitch.
Sure, after a while she finally seems to be back to herself, threatening that if you were to ever tell anyone about what had just transpired, your remains would never be found, but you can only chuckle and nod. Classic Yae.
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rainbow-pop-arts · 10 months
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Hi, this is last part of my Trigun Maximum vol 6 thoughts for @trigunbookclub!
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Some thoughts on TriMax chap 38-39 under the cut!
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Aw, Milly’s an art teacher! 。^‿^。
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Vash’s being beaten by kids again
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Look at him just chilling in the church
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….Hol’ on lemme just-
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Oh, come ON
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PLEASE, LET THAT MAN CATCH A BREAK 
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Wolfwood too, he just tryna eat his noodles
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Woah, he had a gun fight and his angel arm stopped a bullet
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OH NO, Meryl’s having a….panic attack? Breakdown? I dunno, but she got reminded of what happened to Vash
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This is just like Nimona fr
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NO STOP
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That kid just like me fr (I too would try to tell the adults that Vash isn’t bad (Ó_Ò))
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NAAAAAH, IS THIS WHY THE CHAPTER IS CALLED COLORLESS EXPRESSION???  (┳Д┳)
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I wanna see an epic final battle between Vash and Knives in the manga, the ’98 anime’s final battle was cool, but TriStamp’s? Ohohohoho, it was epic
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So Vash and Wolfwood are checking out the city with lots of plants that Knives visited, and uh…Wolfwood’s threatening someone
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Woah, cool epic plant ability, he can have a vision of what had happened there
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Ain’t no way, that plant that exploded was Tesla? (When I read the name Tesla, I got scared that I'll see a flash back of Knives's and Vash's discovery, luckily I didn't.....yet)
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It’s kid Vash and kid Knives’s birthday! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°
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How Vash and Knives were born (Naaah, did they literally just got dropped as newborns? Like did the plant they came out from just opened up and spit them out?)
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Baby Vash and Knives (SO CUTE!! (*≧∀≦*))
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The fact that Knives had hope that he and Vash could get along with humans, while Vash was kinda unsure about that. Then when they’re both had grown up, Knives wants to destroy humanity while Vash tries to stop him 😔
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Welp, looks like humans did created plants,I always thought they were aliens. But somebody told me that TriStamp’s plants are actual aliens that went to earth then humans found their mummified remains and scientifically modified them
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Oh no, there’s a problem in the ship!! (It seems Rem was worried that the crew’s waking up, probably because she’s gonna have to explain to them why two kids are awake)
That’s all for TriMax vol 6! ‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º· Bonus thoughts: Wow, the scenes in this volume felt…more painful than the previous volumes. It seriously hurts when people thought Vash is a monster but he’s actually not and despite that he still smiles. Knives too, he may be a super-duper bad guy but he’s just furious that humans are exploiting his own kind. And kid Knives had hope that he and Vash could get along with humans.
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Gee, I sure do hope it doesn’t get worse next volume!!! (It totally will, I just knew it and I’m scared)
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themistressofdolls · 5 months
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A good reason on why you should become an evil queen is that you can force people to pay attention to you you can leverage the threat of pleasure or pain against victimthings, ohohohoho.
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cevansbrat0007 · 2 years
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Sweet Dreams: The Reward
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Sweet Dreams: The Reward
Summary: Follow up to Sweet Dreams. You couldn't sleep, and neither could your baby. And then Daddy things into his own hands. Now you owe him his reward. Andy Barber x Black Reader
*Warnings: Insomnia, Daddy Kink, Oral (fem receiving), Fingering, Cursing, Smut, Minors DNI
A/N: Part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series. Thanks for reading! As always, I’d love your feedback, so please let me know what you think. Semi-proofread. Not beta’d. All mistakes are my own.
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You enter your room and quietly strip off your nightgown before climbing onto your bed. Your husband had told you that “he’d wanted you on all fours”.
“Ass up.” He’d said. 
Because he wanted to remind you to wake him during times like these. So he could fuck you back to sleep.
You shiver as you wait for Andy to return after putting your little BiBi back to bed.
“Good girl.” He coos at you a few moments later as he closes and locks the door behind him. “My baby followed Daddy’s instructions.”
“Yes, Daddy.” You whimper. 
He shucks his pants and joins you. You feel his large, warm hand press down against your shoulder blades, forcing you to bury your face into your pillow. “There we go. Scream into that for me so we don’t wake our baby.” He growls softly.
Andy settles in behind you. “You are not the only one in need of a snack tonight.” And then your man parts your cheeks and buries his face between them to lave at your wet pussy.
Oh shit! You loved when he ate it from the back!
“Daddy!” You wail into the pillow as his expert tongue worships your pulsing clit. 
“Mmm.” He growls out. “So much sweeter than cookies. Feel good, baby?”
“Oh yes, Daddy. Eating me up like a fucking meal. Unngh!”
“Yeah? You love it when Daddy eats his cunt, don’t you?” You feel two fingers enter you, vigorously pumping in and out of your dripping core. They twist and curl inside you, quickly finding your special spot, making you cry out.
“Ohohohoho! Fuck me, baby!” This man was eating you like a goddamned beast!
Andy pulls away from your pussy to sink his sharp teeth into your left ass cheek. “You gonna squirt for me, honey? You gonna get this pussy even juicier for me?”
That was Daddy’s big thing these days. Making you squirt for him. You had never done it before until he had gotten his hands on you to play. He’d spent one evening working you over, encouraging you, promising that you could do it for him. 
“C’mon, baby.” He’d cooed at you, his mouth devouring your creamy cunt. “I know you’ve got in you to soak Daddy’s big dick.”
And surprisingly, by the end of the night, you had. Damn, Daddy!
“If I get your dick, baby!” OhFuckOhFuckOhFuck
The filthy sounds coming from your sopping wet pussy were enough to make you come on its own. He always fucked it so good. With his fingers, his mouth, his thick ass cock, fucking everything! 
“You want that, baby girl?” He snarls as his fingers continue to drive you crazy. “You want to ride Daddy’s dick tonight?”
“Yes, please!” You hiss. “I need it, damn it!”
“Then you cum real good for me right now and I’ll let you have it.” He goes back to making your pussy cry. Beautiful, wonderful asshole.
You rock your hips against his fingers, knowing you were only seconds from going off. 
“That’s it, honey. Give me all of it and I’ll give you what you want.” He grunts as he slurps at your messy folds.
“Fuck, Daddy!” You cry out as you collapse onto the bed, your fingers bearing down around him, your body convulsing. “Shiiiiit! It’s happening. It’s oooh ohhh mmhmm!” At this point you know you’re speaking straight gibberish. And you do not care. 
“Good girl.” Andy purrs, his voice filled with promise. “Now you have thirty seconds to rest up before I'm gonna need you to hop on my dick.”
If his dark tone was any indication, you really weren’t getting any sleep tonight.
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skinandscales-if · 1 year
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If the RIs could change one thing about themselves, what would it be?
ohohohoho here we go, this will be with the pre-developed cast in mind
Atlas: His hesitance. He thinks far more than he acts, and believes this is why he cannot do anything efficiently. He wants to be better, always.
Puck: Their desire. They believe they want much more than they can receive, and are consistently unsettled with how much they yearn for things to be different.
Skye: Her focus. She doesn’t believe her inattentiveness allows her to keep up with anything, and truly thinks that her lack of focus has kept her from processing her pain.
Reese: His anger. Despite his turns to it, he genuinely hates how angry and stubborn he can get over any issue, and wants very much to get along with others.
???: Her pain. It is a consistent roadblock in her actions and makes her slow- she does not need pain to succeed. Only hate.
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articskele · 9 months
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SPEAKING of playlist analysis! Here is my Meta Knight playlist, my favoritest playlist, my pride and joy-
Plus all of the explanations and meanings and stuff under the cut, in case you wanna go in blind first ouo!!
This Will Be The Day: This is Meta Knight joining the GSA and meeting Jecra and Garlude and stuff! He's young and reckless and doesn't yet realize just how serious and dire the war is- So this song is a pure representation of Meta’s current outlook! This is an adventure, a challenge, a revolution, an epic anime fight scene just waiting to happen! And the mention of fairytales and legends refers to Arthur and the knights (Falspar, Dragato, and Nonsurat) and how Meta idolizes them!
Eleanor Rigby (feat. Dream Jumpscare): OHOHOHOHO THIS ONE- And here the bright outlook is shattered as the reality of war sets in!! This one has the most animatic ideas bouncing around- Basically Jecra’s been missing for weeks but he comes back possessed, ambushing a GSA camp in the middle of the night and Meta’s forced to kill him-
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AAAAAUGHH THESE LINES THIS IS JECRA AND META KNIGHT IT’S LITERALLY THEM- THE GSA NEVER HELD A FUNERAL FOR JECRA BC HE WAS POSSESSED AND THERE WAS THIS UNSPOKEN WARINESS ABOUT IT- SO META HAD TO DIG HIS GRAVE AND OUGHHHHH AGONIES
And that part at the end where the music slowly builds up is Meta alone on a rocky ledge (the whole thing takes place in like a mesa desert) looking through a journal with photos of him and Jecra- Tears fall onto the pages and it just cuts to him with his mask off just crying as the sun rises over the horizon-
Experience: The fall of the GSA. It becomes more and more obvious that this is a fight they just can’t win. Meta’s forced to watch as ships crash and troops are obliterated around him. Just utter destruction as the few survivors left are scattered across the galaxy. It’s over… What do we do now?
Hush: The start of Meta’s crew, and maybe also his plans to take over Dreamland? Super intimidating, almost secret society vibes as the group grows and they begin construction of the Halberd. This one reminds me of Smash Bros Meta Knight’s almost regal aesthetic with the frilled cape and the detailed armor- I imagine the ending is the crew taking in a young Sailor Dee, like they’re trying to be comforting but it just comes off as menacing lol-
Settle It With a Swordfight: Tonal whiplash time! The other side of Meta's crew and a representation of Revenge of Meta Knight!! Note the more energetic electronic vibe and the guitar, as a callback to the first song and representing Meta’s readiness for a challenge!
Take Off: Meta learning to Chill Out after Revenge of MK, just being with his crew bc the Knightmares are a FAMILY and they LIVE ON THE HALBERD together and they do KARAOKE ON FRIDAYS
Awoken: META KNIGHT IN PLANET ROBOBOT- Both the effects of getting cyborg-ified and all of the guilt and angst involved, and breaking out of it through sheer willpower and Kirby's help! It's very electronic but there's no guitar, like trying to emulate Meta Knight's power but it's noticeably forced and artificial
Pain: OK I KNOW THIS IS LIKE. THE EDGY SONG EVER. But the way I saw it, it represents Meta Knight's will to fight and struggle and improve and keep going and live! There's the full on heavy guitar this time, just the very essence of those burning feelings!! I imagine the "take my hand" parts are him in the New World saving a Waddle Dee from an abandoned building full of beasts
Sword of the Surviving Guardian: Ok this theme was just too much of a bop not to include- But it also shows just how far Meta Knight’s come! As a warrior, as a friend, as a legend. This is a testament to his growth and a toast to his future!
Legends Never Die: OK I ALWAYS IMAGINE THIS SONG IN 3 PARTS FOR EACH CHORUS AND EACH GENERATION; Arthur and his knights (plus Galacta Knight), Meta Knight, and Kirby with the Ultra Sword- OUGHHH it’s so cool and gives me chills every time- Legacies written in the stars and the immortal call of heroism, to protect and persevere and stand up for what’s right
AND THAT'S IT :D The autism was STRONG when I made this as you can probably tell lmao- But for real, I'm extremely proud of this! It tells Meta Knight's story through the music, every song plays a role, I even took the instruments into account, it's great ouo!!
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salamandergoo · 1 month
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hello again! i hope you had a wonderful past few days. I had another stoncy thought: Jon and Nancy both have matching hand scars after everything that happened at Jon's house in season one,right? well, i mean Steve was there for all of that too, he was a huge part of that whole night, but i cant decide if it would be romantic or too odd for them all to decide that Steve should have the same matching scar. i have this vision in my head of Jonathan holding him,kissing his neck, as Nancy cuts his hand. "oh Nance, his heart is beating so fast." or maybe better yet they all get small matching tattoos low on the soft skin beside their hip bones. any time they are in a crowd, they just have to wrap their arm low to pet above the others' clothing and they know the touch means i love you, and i can't wait to kiss this tattoo later.
Ohohohoho I love a little bit of fucked up kink. Blood kink/knife kink stuff is 👀 to me. Steve being breathless as he sits between Jonathan and Nancy, Jonathan’s arms tight around his waist and lips pressed to his pulse point. He’s got all the markings of a masochist, loves pain mixed in with his pleasure. Maybe Jonathan’s got a hand down Steve’s briefs as the knife presses against his palm.
Nancy likes the feeling of control, it gets her heart racing too and she can’t help the way she grins, sharp as the knife in her hand. She drags it across Steve’s palm, slow so she can draw out the moment, digging deep enough that blood blooms around the blade… it’s hot against Steve’s skin when she pulls the knife away and nearly spills over onto the sheets, but Nancy catches a bead with her thumb. She holds it up and eases it into Steve’s mouth and his cock jumps against Jonathan’s palm as he tastes the sharp iron of his own blood.
Nancy guides his bloody hand to her chest and tugs it so he smears blood from her breast to her belly, marking herself with his blood. Then she guides him by the wrist to reach back and cup Jonathan’s cheek, smearing it on him too. They’re bound by something that goes beyond words, marked by the very life that runs through Steve’s veins.
It heals nicely, leaving a pale scar that matches his partners, but every time he leans on it while it’s healing, feels that spark of pain, he feels it deep in his gut too, remembers how he was held and kissed and fucked.
The tattoos are Jonathan’s idea. He’s on the line between high and sober one night and tells Argyle he wishes there was something more than the scars. He loves the way it connects them, but a part of him is a little sad because he worries Steve might feel like an afterthought because of how much time passed between him and Nancy and then Steve’s cut. And Argyle is like “well there’s more than one way to draw blood, my man” and the idea sparks in Jonathan’s head.
He can’t stop thinking about it, about ink drawing blood. He’s not much of an artist, not like Will, but he can throw together little sketches. He thinks about that night, how Steve came back for them. How he saved them and turned over a new leaf, his first step in becoming the man he is now. That night was so many things to all of them.
So he draws the bear trap. Then he thinks about how he threw the lighter. And he adds some flames in the background. And then he remembers the nail bat, not that he could ever forget it. Forget the grim determination of making it, the spark of desire and the sheer relief that came from watching Steve wield it. So he adds a few nails scattered under the trap.
When he shows it to Steve, he’s immediately on board. Somehow, Jonathan knew he would be. Showing Nancy is what he’s less sure about. But she’s on board too, maybe they’re all adrenaline junkies now, searching for the next thing to get their hearts buzzing, but Steve is all too eager to drive them into Indy.
He’s already got a tattoo, a little ice cream cone on his wrist, Robin’s got a matching one and they’ll press them together all the time. He knows a guy who has a little machine and ink and uses clean needles. He doesn’t ask any questions, just raises an eyebrow when Steve insists they all want them in the same spot.
Nancy barely flinches, Steve has to hide a boner, and Jonathan makes Steve and Nancy hold his hands so he doesn’t try to squirm away. It’s frustrating as they heal, Nancy and Steve have to remind each other not to scratch at the healing tattoos, but the ink settles and stands out.
Nancy loves to press her fingertips to her boys’ tattoos, to cuddle up close when they’re sweaty and naked and just touch the skin. Steve leaves hickeys below them on Nancy and Jonathan. And Jonathan loves to just look. He’s got a number of photos that just barely skirt past being explicit. As much as he loves the photos, he loves seeing them on his partners more.
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giantchasm · 2 months
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Hi Sack :D have you thought about 🥀 for Peony :) also 🍨💥💼🕰️ for any oc(s) bc I want to hear more about your ocs
🥀 (Wilted Rose) - Do they have a Soul form? What would it look and act like? How much control over themselves do they have? Is it still possible to save them, or are they too far gone?
Ohohohoho. I have not thought about that! That's delightfully painful.
I think before I answer, I should try and explain how I interpret Soul forms in my Kirbyverse, since they're not all that expanded upon in canon.
Soul forms are what happens when someone avoids death by unnatural means. They're the result of someone not only actively refusing to accept their end, but going to the extent of attempting to undo it, regardless of the cost, usually by the means of harnessing dangerous magic.
To simplify things, there are effectively two types of Soul forms: Soul forms that are achieved through innate power and Soul forms that are achieved through outside power.
Drawcia Soul and Soul Forgo are examples of the former. They're beings who were simply so powerful that even following their deaths they were able to use that power to cling to the mortal realm in some way, shape or form.
Soul of Sectonia, Magolor Soul, and Marx Soul are examples of the latter. In a vacuum, none of those characters would have been able to cheat death, but through the use of external sources (the Miracle Fruits, Master Crown, and Galactic Nova respectively) they were able to do so anyways.
The latter, moreso than the former, has a tenancy to drive people... um, mad. Here's a small snippet from my current WIP fic (not involving Peony, but canon to my Kirbyverse as a whole) that gets into it a little:
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That's why whereas Drawcia Soul and Soul Forgo at least mostly seem to have it together, Soul of Sectonia, Magolor Soul and Marx Soul are so... [glances at the suicidal husk, agonized monster and frenzied corpse] ...like that.
(This is also why I don't consider any of the Soul battles exclusive to the True Arena canon. I'm too distressed by the idea of those characters being unsalvageably ruined even in death.)
But with all that exposition out of the way (that Soul forms are the result of someone staunchly refusing to accept their death and that there are two types of Soul form) now we can get into what I think a Peony Soul would be like.
First of all, obviously, she'd be dead. Potentially by natural means, but just as likely through her magic. As Peony grows older she relies more and more on it and starts to straddle the line between the mortal and spirit realms. The tips of her limbs turn translucent. White streaks appear in her hair. Her eyes glow sometimes. She has to be reminded to quite literally re-tether herself to the living world.
If she were to overuse her magic in some grand fashion, I can see that killing her outright. And that, perhaps, would be the start of all this.
Peony is already naturally someone who refuses to accept the natural order of things. One of the biggest conflicts of her story is her wanting to resurrect Sectonia and Haltmann but repeatedly being told "No. You can't do that. That's not how it works," by the literal Grim Reaper and her stubbornly refusing to listen to that. So if Peony were to die... I can see her approaching her own death in a similar manner.
What I'm envisioning is a Peony who not only won't accept she's dead, but doesn't even process it. She can't bear the thought, and so she won't. She well and truly believes she's alive.
But being alive requires energy. And energy requires, well...-
Did you know Peony is almost lich-adjacent? Like not even just within this "what-if" context. She's quite literally someone who drains the life force of those around her, then either uses that energy to empower herself or redirects it to the ghosts to temporarily tether them to the mortal plane.
When she touches plants, they wither and die, and the same can only be assumed of people, albeit to a much lesser degree. That's why she begins wearing gloves all the time when she's older; because it's made clear she likely drains peoples' life force just by touching them. This is something that's probably okay in moderation, but possibly deadly if left unchecked.
So, a deceased Peony running on denial...
I can see her as that taken to the extreme- a horrifying tornado of energy that drains the life force of everything around her, living and deceased in an attempt to resurrect herself. A vortex that swallows other souls. She doesn't even mean to, necessarily, it's just innate- born of sheer, visceral desperation.
I don't know what this would look like, but conceptually alone, that's pretty scary.
As for whether or not a Peony like that could be saved...
Well, that depends on your definition of 'saved.' I'm of the opinion that once someone is dead in the Kirby universe, there's no undoing that; especially once they've reached the point of a Soul Form. There would be no bringing Peony back to life, regardless of how things ended.
But seeing as how this would be a Soul form mostly borne of her own innate magic as opposed to an outside source (at least... until she started absorbing the life force of others), maybe it would be possible to reason with her and talk her down. All this would do, however, is force her to come to terms with and accept her death. The best ending in a scenario like this would involve managing to stop her being a monster, but still not result in her coming back to life. Ever.
Worst case scenario: her now-nightmarish spirit wold have to be put down and dragged to Hades by Morpho Knight. Best case scenario: she's made to accept the reality of the situation and, if she's lucky, she can join the ghosts she's spent so long interacting with in watching over the mortal realm.
Wow! Pretty messed up. There's a reason I haven't thought about this before, ahahaha. It was a fun little "what-if," though, even if I'd never do that to her.
I'll be answering the rest for Peony as well, except for the ones that have already been asked for her.
🍨 (Ice Cream) - The Invader Armour undergoes a drastic transformation depending on its pilot. If they were to wield it, what appearance would their mech take on? What abilities would it have?
See, now this is an interesting question in that I've also never thought about it, but it's something that's a lot more likely to happen within Peony's "canon." She's literally daughter of the HWC's current president! She probably has been in one of these things at least once. Maybe she shouldn't have been, considering she's approximately eight years old, but her mother isn't exactly the most responsible, and Kirby: Planet Robobot in and of itself is a game about a toddler operating heavy machinery, so maybe I'm overthinking this and that's fine.
I figure, much like it does with Kirby, it would probably both take on a form resembling her and mimic/amplify her powers. So it would also be something that utilizes Soul magic! As for how this would vary from the usual usage of her magic, though, I'd actually have to think about it more. Give me some time to chew on it ahahaha.
💥 (Collision) - What’s your OC’s combat style like? Do they adhere to any particular code of honor or ethics in a fight, or are they totally unfettered by that sort of thing?
This one has already been asked for Peony in another ask, so I'll answer this one for my second favorite Kirby OC: Peacekeeper!
Something that's interesting about Peacekeeper is that while she's seemingly a sorceress on the surface, it's fake. It's all fake. Peacekeeper has no innate magical talent. She was originally a tech Ancient, and while her magic Ancient s/o tried to teach her magic, she never had a penchant for it. She's only capable of using magic through tools.
As such, any magical abilities she'd utilize in a fight are solely based around the magic in her staff. Most obviously, she can use it to seal others in crystal, but she can also use it to launch shards of crystal as projectiles and to teleport.
Primarily, though, she's actually a brawler. Peacekeeper is large. She has huge, sharp claws and mighty horns. She also has a lot of pent-up anger. When she isn't attempting to be a wizard, she'd be trying to tear things apart with her hands. Angry, forceful swipes. Kicking, clawing, and attempting to choke people. Hell, she probably even uses the staff as a blunt weapon.
She does not follow a code of ethics, seeing as how her entire gimmick is that she's willing to attempt to kill a four-year-old. She's underhanded and sneaky and more than willing to use the element of surprise or gang up on people to get the upper hand. The way she sees it is the ends justify the means, and honor in battle means nothing as long as she gets what she needs to done.
💼 (Bag) - Inventory check! What items does your OC typically carry around with them? What do they carry them in?
This one I'll answer for Peacekeeper as well, as I've already talked about Peony's absurd amount of personal mementos.
The big one, obviously, is her staff. It was stolen from the other Ancients and is something she keeps on her person at all times. She sees it as her method of enacting justice.
Another distinct thing is her mask. She uses this to hide her identity and maintain anonymity, and would wear this throughout most of the 'game.'
She also always has a ball-and-chain tied to each wrist. Surprisingly, these are not something that were placed upon her by others. She tied them to herself both as a display of her restraint and as something to slow her down should she ever lose it. She does not see herself as above her own principles, and so they're meant to be something to help "put her down" if she ever becomes too dangerous.
I also like to think she has lots of little trinkets and mementos from her underlings, "The Peacekeepers" on her person at all times. Something I wanted to avoid with Peacekeeper was the "villain mistreats their (once beloved) subordinates" thing that the Kirby series does so often since it's... well, overdone, as much as I love it. She sincerely has a good relationship with her followers. They simply enable each others' desire for revenge and ability to hold a grudge in the worst way.
🕰️ (Clock) - What would a Dreamy Gear version of them look like? What sort of accessories would they have? What kind of role do they play?
See, now answering this for any of my OCs is sort of tough! I haven't actually read that novel yet ahahaha. (The only novel I've read is the Hades one, both for worldbuilding reasons and because I LOVE PAPI). It's more or less just a steampunk aesthetic though, yeah?
I'd also have to give this some thought! Although if anyone else has suggestions about how I could incorporate anyone, I'm certainly willing to hear them. :3
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ruby-the-kaiju · 1 year
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So because I’ve been thinking thoughts about them why not post prey/predcanons of my favorite men rn eh?
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Ash Williams:
-He is super sensitive in terms of being a pred, from being ticklish to downright in pain if his prey is too rowdy the poor guy doesn’t know what to do sometimes, think about it like you have him at your bending will
-Of course ash being ash may do something stupid if he’s not careful but after awhile of experience he knows that if he and his prey are going to enjoy their experience they should both relax as it causes less trouble in the long run for both of them
-he’s super gentle with prey he wants, taking it slow for the most part and playfully teasing his prey, he’ll ask and question if his prey are alright especially if he has eyes for them :> he can’t help it
-loves feeling where his prey is, he’ll poke and prod just to make sure or just to be a little shit head
-on the opposite end of the coin if he sees you as food and a threat you might as well kiss your ass goodbye, he won’t hesitate to smother a jackass with hot water (canon btw) his poor throat will burn for awhile but he doesn’t care as long as it gets the deal done
-Ash is very mouth oriented, mouth play is a MUST for him if he truly likes you. His quips is one of the reasons but he does it to make the mood light and fun especially if he’s protecting someone by noming them (especially considering if it’s someone he loves)
-if he loves you you can bet he’s protecting you at all costs, he can’t lose anymore of the people he holds near and dear to him, but when things have died down he’s very sweet and cuddly but still very playful! And if he has eyes for you you’re never get see the end of one liners, kisses, and touching
-will literally nom his delta, he doesn’t give a FUCK he loves his car too much. But if he knows he’s nomming someone else with it he’ll make sure the delta will protect you too
-loves food play, mostly sweets though but he can’t get enough of food
-If he becomes prey he is a SQUIRMER and a FIGHTER, doesn’t matter if you’re friend or foe he just has to move about until he settles down…can you blame him though?
-He’s a fighter too, he’ll try to claw his way out every chance he gets
-But if he gets nommed by the same person enough times he’s fairly okay with it after awhile…doesn’t mean he still won’t be disgusted by being hacked up and covered in slime
-he’s just overall defensive until he comfortable
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Evil Ash:
-Dude is literally reformed prey so 😩
-completely opposite of ash for the most part, he eats prey mostly just to eat as he feels like it’s one of the reasons he can stay amongst the living
-on the rare occasion will he be considerate, even then if he has feelings for you 9 times out of 10 he’s gonna make you his belly pet
-loves complementing or degrading his prey
-the quips are just as bad if not worse than his human counterpart
-his breath literally smells like death and the smell in his stomach isn’t any better
-able to reform and use his prey as apart of his army, stating he gave them a new purpose
-once reformed and he has feelings for you expect to be feeding and pampering him, he loves that
-Will purr if you go a good job
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Herbert West:
-OHOHOHOHO BOY be prepared to be his lab rat cause he’s going to do a LOT
-shrinks you down with something he made
-he doesn’t mean to hurt his prey but it happens a lot of the time, teeth grazing preys skin, being too rough and quick, and more
-he writes everything down for scientific purposes
-since taking reagent he doesn’t really need to eat so thank your lucky stars if he forgets about you, at least you won’t get digested
-and he won’t sleep either, the reagent keeps him up and awake so he’s moving around all the time…good luck getting some sleep yourself
-his insides glow a hint of green due to the reagent, which you happily tell him about
-rarely will he nom prey for comfort or protection but when he does he can’t help but enjoy it just a bit
-feels practically EVERYTHING his prey does
-very stoic and only a small amount of things can get him flustered with prey so good luck
-quippy but not overbearing with it like Ash is
-mostly is quiet, so when he’s sat down and working on something that is PEAK time for snuggles with Herbert
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chazz-is-a-zelda-fan · 8 months
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Wind, Wildfire, Clear Skies
ty for the ask!!! 💫💫💫
wind - what was the easiest part of your wip to write? ohohohoho. the most painful part. the late-night sobbing and screaming and mourning for a person you want to be so badly, that you’re supposed to be at this point and you’re not - and the gentle care of someone who sees you as that already. (dad lance my beloved)
wildfire - who’s your most emotional character? silver, easily. he’s just like me frfr in the sense that he feels like if he hurts everyone before they hurt him, then he’ll be safe. and all he’ll have to do is fight off the crushing loneliness that threatens to consume him daily, no biggie :) lance has more of a protective rage, silver is just a traumatized kid with no healthy outlet.
clear skies - how long have you been writing your current wip? uhm. well. i’ve had the concept for maybe a month now so we’ll go with that - i don’t have a solid answer for long i’ve been *trying* to put this idea into words lol
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