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scaredpigeons · 5 months

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More than some stress relief

Blade x Stelle NSFW 18+ MDNI

CW: Stelle asks Blade to spar with her, and unfortunately that results in some unresolved sexual frustration, because c’mon, he’s still a whole ass man. Luckily, mama Kafka steps in to lend a helping hand. (Not her literal hand, she just buys the toy lol) phone sex, mutual masturbation? The fleshlight blade uses is connected to Stelle through the (magical) necklace that was part of the set. (Magical) creampie.

WARNING: Blade is very violent in his descriptions of how he threatens to bone Stelle. If you’re uncomfortable with him saying things along the lines of: —until the carnage is unrecognizable, —until you’re nothing but hot pulp running through my fingers (just to paraphrase loool) please do not read this. Blade is a very broken man, I was really trying to play off his more violent tendencies with this one. Stelle is so fuckin down bad tho (relatable)

If you are 18+, comfortable with some gory descriptors, and willing to read, please continue! Enjoy.

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🐺👾: you want to…. Spar with blade? Are you a masochist or something? Should I be concerned?

🦝🗑️: shut up

🦝🗑️: I have this crazy lance and I don’t really want to hurt anyone by practicing with it

🦝🗑️: I know he’s got that healing thing going on

🐺👾: 👀 ….

🐺👾: I’m telling him you called it that

🦝🗑️: DONT U DARE

🦝🗑️: JUST PLEASE ASK THE MAN IF HE CAN SPAR WITH ME WITHOUT KILLING ME

🦝🗑️: AND DON'T TELL HIM IT'S ONLY BECAUSE HES WEIRDLY INDESTRUCTIBLE

🦝🗑️: I don’t wanna like, offend him or anything. Obvi I don’t want him to get hurt, but like, the off chance I slip up with this thing… he isn’t gonna get murked. You know?

🐺👾: okay okay I get it, I’ll ask

🦝🗑️: 😩🩶🩶💯🔥

🐺👾: he agreed. Here’s the coordinates. Have fun, don’t die.

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“Thank you for agreeing to this, I really appreciate it!”

The man in front of Stelle says nothing, only stares as the winds coming off the water pick up loose strands of his hair, making the inky strands flow behind him.

“You… remember me, right?” Stelle tentatively asks.

Still nothing.

“It’s okay if you don’t, we don’t even have to go through with this, I just thought you would be the best person for what I’m—“

“I remember you, Trailblazer. My mind is not so far eroded that I’d forget you so easily.”

His voice is dark, just as raspy as she remembers it. She has to clench her teeth to suppress a shudder. If March could hear her thoughts, she’d blush and squeal, smacking her arm in scandal. If Dan Heng could hear her thoughts… he’d institutionalize her immediately.

This man is dangerous. Incredibly dangerous. Stelle had to lie about where she was going just so no one would try to talk her out of it.

Danger always pulled at something inside her though, that nasty, deranged thing inside her that craved violence and adrenaline. She figured it was a side effect of hosting a stellaron inside her body, but man— did this guy make her wish she could have something else inside her body too.

*Wink wink*

Aeons. She’s such a fucking simp. If it wouldn’t make her look bat shit insane, she’d smack herself right now just to get her shit together.

“Oh…” she said instead. “That’s good. I’m glad.”

An awkward pause lingered between them, and she found herself thinking that maybe she was standing a bit too close to him, despite there being at least two feet between them.

“Are you… doing well? The last time I saw you, Kafka was… helping you feel better.” She said hesitantly.

It could’ve been her imagination, but she swore that the furrow of his brow softened ever so slightly.

“We’re not here to discuss such trivial matters.” His voice was harsh nonetheless.

“Right, right.” Stelle said, scratching the back of her neck sheepishly. “So, how do we do this?”

Blade summoned his sword, dragging his fingertips across the edge before spreading the tainted blood across the flat of it, causing the cracked blade to glow and radiate with unnatural power.

“It is not your time or place to die here, so luckily for you, I will show restraint.”

—————

Stelle could tell Blade was holding back, true to his word.

Any flames she created were either quelled by his winds, or overfanned by his elemental power to the point that they grew too dangerous for the environment around them, or even Stelle herself.

She found that with her control over the lance, she could call forth and dissipate her fires at will, so the damage to herself was minimal.

She worried that if the flames grew too large, she’d lose control over them— but every time, she willed them away and they would flicker out, leaving charred shrubbery and stone in their wake.

Didn’t mean they weren’t hot as shit though.

The first time she’d used the lance, the freezing temperatures of Jarilo XI dulled just how hot her new weapon could become.

But now, well she couldn’t tell if her sweat was from the flames or just how hard her opponent was pushing her.

He was toying with her, clashing together brutally before jumping away and circling her like a hawk.

He was resistant to her taunts, though keeping up with him left little room for her to pause long enough to think of something to say.

He seemed completely at ease though, the violence in his eyes and the murderous grin doing nothing to help the degenerate part of her brain that was screaming and crying and throwing up at the opportunity to observe him like this up close, without Dan Heng around to make her feel guilty for admiring this man so much.

Her arms grew heavy, and she’d not even made him sweat, let alone injure him in any way.

She knew that the lack of true danger was causing her to remain at a reasonable power level, flash backs to the Herta space station incident making her shudder.

She was really no match for him in this kind of situation.

He lunged for her again, and this time, she was too tired to react properly. She parried his strike, but missed the signs of his next move, getting her feet swiped out from beneath her as he tackled her to the ground. His sword stabbed into the dirt just beside her head as he landed on top of her, effectively straddling her as he pinned her with his intense gaze.

Her eyes flitted back and forth between his as her breath heaved in her chest, her heart racing as she struggled to right herself after being disoriented so badly.

Something in his expression shifted, and instead of murderous amusement, his gaze seemed… hungry.

He leaned closer, ever so slowly, and continued staring at Stelle so intently it made her do something so embarrassing she knew she would never live it down.

She whimpered.

His eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he was gone.

He pulled away from her and disappeared within the same breath, leaving her lying there in the dirt as she caught her breath.

She ran her hands over her face. “Well fuck.”

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🐺👾: what did you do to him?

🦝🗑️: ???????

🐺👾: last week. When the two of you sparred, did something happen?

🦝🗑️: ….

🦝🗑️: why

🐺👾: ever since he got back he’s been fucking pouting.

🐺👾: well, I mean pouting in the way that blade does. It’s more of a scowl than anything else, but I’ve known him long enough to differentiate between his various types of frowns.

🦝🗑️: … nothing happened. We fought. I lost, obviously. But no one was hurt or anything. 🙃 everything’s totally normal

🐺👾 added Kafka🕷️💕 to the chat

🐺👾: Kafka, what’s she hiding?

Kafka🕷️💕: some sexual tension, most likely.

🦝🗑️: …. -_-

🦝🗑️: mother, why hast thou forsaken me????

Kafka🕷️💕: nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetie.

Kafka🕷️💕: Bladie may be a tragic creation of the abundance, but his body was once human. It wouldn’t be a far stretch to say that some of the more… human tendencies of a man may still linger within him.

🐺👾: F

🦝🗑️: F

🐺👾: so you’re saying he’s pouting and kicking shit because he’s sexually frustrated? That’s fuckin nasty.

🐺👾: @🦝🗑️ you need to fix this. I don’t wanna look at him sulk anymore

🦝🗑️: me?!!?!? Tf am I supposed to do??? How is this my fault???

🐺👾: you fought him and now he’s horny. Fix it.

🦝🗑️: … bruh

Kafka🕷️💕: I don’t think the traditional way of solving this problem will be the best idea, silver wolf. 🤭

🐺👾: wym? 🤨

Kafka🕷️💕: I don’t think it’s safe right now for our little trailblazer and Bladie to get together on a more intimate level… he’s still a bit unstable mentally.

🦝🗑️: you let me fight this man while hES UNSTABLE

🐺👾: heh. L

Kafka🕷️💕: fighting is what he knows. It’s what comes natural to him these days. Emotions? Not so much.

🦝🗑️: I mean… I’m always down to help anyone whenever I can

🐺👾: *tucks hair behind ear* “i’M aLwAys DoWn tO HeLP aNyONe WHeNeVEr I cAn”

🦝🗑️: BRO FIGHT ME

🐺👾: no thanks, I have better ways to waste my time

🦝🗑️: ENGAGE ME IN A BATTLE OF FISTICUFFS RN

🦝🗑️: IM ALWAYS DOWN TO HELP BUT USUALLY I GET NICE REWARDS TOO

🐺👾: heh… you want a nice reward for this one too?

🦝🗑️: I STTA ILL COME FIND UR LITTLE HOLOGRAM AND SMACK THE SHIT OUTTA YOU

🐺👾: wtf does stta stand for you heathen

Kafka🕷️💕: ooh! She’s used this one with me before. It’s “swear to the aeons.” Cute, right?

🐺👾: 🙄

🐺👾 has left the chat

Kafka🕷️💕: I think I have an idea on how you can help, if you’re open to it.

🦝🗑️: …

🦝🗑️: what do I need to do?

———

“Stelle sweetie!” Himeko knocked on her cabin door. “You have a package here.”

Stelle nearly slipped as her sock feet slid along the smooth floor of her room in her haste to reach the door.

She tumbled along gracelessly and threw open her door, huffing as she took the package from Himeko.

A box, about five hands wide and three hands deep, wrapped in plain brown paper, with a little card tapped on and slathered with all the necessary postage.

“Thank you!” Stelle said hastily, reaching for her door.

“Wait—“ Himeko put a hand to the door shaft, stepping forward a bit with worry in her eyes.

Stelle cringed a bit, looking up at Himeko and trying to hide the shame she felt creeping up the back of her neck.

“Listen,” Himeko started, eyeing the little card on the package with Stelles name written in pretty, looping letters. “I know you and that stellaron hunter have some strange connection that we aren’t sure about, and I know you’re unsure too, but I just want you to be careful, okay?”

It took a solid two panicked seconds for Stelle to realize that Himeko was speaking about Kafka, and not the other stellaron hunter she’d so guilty formed a connection with recently.

When the realization dawned on her, she tucked her package to the side and pulled Himeko into a tender side hug, snuggling into her chest a bit as she usually did.

“Thank you for worrying about me, Himeko.” Stelle said, pulling away. “It means a lot to me, and I promise I’m being careful. I won’t do anything to jeopardize the safety of anyone on the express.”

Himeko sighed, smiling as she pulled back too. “I know, I just worry about you. We’re all here to support you through this, you know that.”

Stelle grinned. “I do, thank you.”

The red haired woman nodded, smiling still as she said her goodbyes and left Stelle to her own devices.

She’d never closed and locked her door so quickly before.

Throwing the package on her bed, she hastily sat beside it and pulled the card from the packaging.

She took a moment to trace her fingers over the pretty script on the card, before she tore open the envelope and read its contents.

Stelle,

Inside this box you’ll find the fun toy I told you about, along with a new shipping label to send it off to Bladie.

I’m off on my own right now, far away from him, and I figured he’d handle it a lot better if it came from you, and not me. hehe~

Also, you’ll find a beautiful little necklace I had added to the set, that’s for you to wear. I’m sure you’ll have a wonderful time with it.

Thinking fondly of you always,

Stelle blushed a little, Kafka was always saying the strangest things. She tucked the card away in her nightstand and gently pried open the package, not wanting to tear the postage stamps.

Inside was indeed the… thing that she was told about, and she blushed furiously while looking at the nondescript white box, though the size and shape was very indicative of what was inside.

She pulled the new shipping label out, looking at the address inquisitively and realizing she had no idea where Blade even was, not recognizing the planet.

She sat it aside and pulled out the other small box inside, opening it up and finding a rather beautiful blue choker necklace. The colour was reminiscent of her garter, and she smiled, happily pulling the gift from its box and wrapping it around her slender throat.

It clicked nicely in the back, and fit perfectly. She smiled, patting it and thinking about how it was such a thoughtful gift, however strangely unrelated. Then again Kafka was a bit of an enigma regardless, so who knows what her thought process was when putting these two together.

Stelle closed up the box, slapping the new shipping label over the old one and eyeing it as it sat in the middle of her bed.

Fuck, I should probably write him a letter, some kind of explination so he doesn’t just throw it away without opening it.

She scurried to her desk, pulling out a very cutesy animal themed stationary set that March had gifted her after their mission on Jarilo XI.

The envelopes and cards were soft blue, covered in cute little bunnies and bears and what Stelle thinks are pink raccoons, surrounded with hearts and little stars.

She laughed at the idea of Blade handling such delicate paper, and got to writing a quick note on her desk.

Hey,

Don’t hate me, but SW was complaining about your… mood lately, and I thought this might help. I totally fuckin get it, trust me, I understand. Traveling with a group of people that’s more like family than anything else can really put a damper on your… personal time. So please take time for yourself, if not for me, then to at least make silver wolf stop complaining to me that you’re moody.

I look forward to the day you’ll spar with me again.

-Stelle

It might’ve been doing a bit too much, but Stelle couldn’t help but feel like the note might help him to be more receptive to the gift.

Being a bit delusional never stopped her before, so why should it now?

She slid the card in the envelope and slapped it to the package, picking it up to go and have it delivered. Hopefully she could feel a bit more at peace once it was gone.

—————

A quick and impatient knock sounded on his room door, pulling him from his deep meditation on the floor.

“Hey asshole, you’ve got a package.”

He and Silver Wolf were sent together to fulfill one of Elio’s scripts, and it was a brief period of lull in their respective duties.

The inn they were staying at wasn’t lavish by any means, but they were discreet, and that’s really all they could hope for.

Blade released a breath through his nose as he rose from the floor, walking over and opening up his room to find his fellow hunter standing impatiently, tapping her foot on the rough carpet of the hallway.

Blade hated carpet in the hallways of inns. Always disgusting and ridiculously coloured.

“Here.” Silver Wolf shoved the box in his hands, her grin was wide, spreading to her eyes which twinkled up at him with the mischief he tried so desperately to avoid.

“Who could possibly know where we are right now.” He grumbled at her, though she was already turning to leave.

“I have an inkling, and hopefully the stick falls out of your ass soon.” She laughed maniacally as she waltzed down the hall. “Enjoy!”

Blade felt his brow scrunch up tight as he eyed the package. The blue envelope tapped into it was terrible to look at, the childish print making him want to throw it away immediately, but the unfamiliar lettering spelling his name across the paper made him pause.

He brought the package to his bed, sitting down and thumbing open the envelope.

The contents of the card made his stomach drop and then lurch into his throat. He was ready to run silver wolf through with his sword.

Calm yourself.

He took steady breaths, though he was angry, he was also rather curious about what exactly was in the box.

With a carefulness he didn’t remember he had, he pried open the package to find a smaller white box without any words or indicators of what could be inside.

He lifted the lid, only to drop it in shock at what lurked within. He knew what that was. He was older than most but he was still a man, and he knew exactly what had been sent to him— what was to help his “mood.”

He sighed, pinching his temples. He didn’t know whether he wanted to thank silver wolf or strangle her. Either way, he’d be getting some kind of relief today.

———————

Stelle was eating dinner when she felt the first phantom touch.

Fingertips, as soft as a whisper, ghosting over her pubic mound and making her stomach dip.

Her eyes darted around, but everyone else was still enjoying their meal, chatting quietly together with the melody of silverware accompanying their voices.

She was sat beside Dan Heng tonight, but both of his hands were above the table.

She leaned back to look at him below the waist, looking to see if he’d manifested his tail and was making a pass at her, or more likely, was absentmindedly flicking it about like he did whenever he took his secondary form.

But no, he was tailless this evening, and now eyeing her a bit warily as her eyes darted around.

“You okay?” He murmured, not wanting to bother the others.

The touch ghosted along her outer labia now, making her drop her fork in shock.

Everyone was looking at her now, and she felt something pulse around her throat, right where her new necklace rested.

Her face heated, and she placed her utensils onto her half finished plate before scooting from behind the table.

“I’m… not feeling the greatest. I think I’m gonna go to bed early, if you all don’t mind.”

She stood quickly, standing there for a moment as the touches continued, soft and inquisitive.

“Are you alright?” Welt asked, concerned. “Would you like me to bring you some tea, or medicine?”

“No!” Stelle jumped, before she caught herself and smiled sheepishly. “I’m alright, just feeling a little off. Probably just need some good sleep. I’ll see you all in the morning?”

They all nodded, watching her go with worried eyes, but letting her leave without more questioning, which she was so grateful for.

As soon as she made it to her room, she felt the first touch swipe through her core, and she nearly keened.

Her throat pulsed, the necklace weakly glowing in the dark of her room.

Her body felt hot. She was embarrassed at the amount of wetness that was pooling in her underwear, but most importantly, she was so fucking confused at what was going on.

Something wet and blunt prodded at her entrance, and her knees buckled as she locked her door.

She nearly crawled to her bed as her choker pulsed and pulsed with a weak glow, and the blunt thing, which felt suspiciously like a pair of fingers, finally slipped inside her, curiously prodding around, as if feeling her out.

She slapped a hand over her mouth as she squeezed around the phantom digits, their touch lingering at her g spot with ridiculous precision. The fingers withdrew and she breathed a sigh of relief, though it was short lived as something much, much larger prodded itself at her entrance.

Her eyes widened, and she scrambled to pull Kafkas card from her bedside drawer.

“you’ll find a beautiful little necklace I had added to the set, that’s for you to wear. I’m sure you’ll have a wonderful time with it. “

Stelle hadn’t realized what those words meant at the time, but as the blunt head of a ridiculously sized phallic object pushed at her hole, the meaning slapped her in the face like a rouge automaton.

Her back arched off the bed as the phantom cock pushed into her, and she choked on a moan as it buried itself deep within her. She was so ridiculously wet she wanted to cry, and knowing who was on the other end of this feeling made her eyes roll back into her head.

The thrusts started slow, but slowly worked their way up to something more intense, almost violent. Her insides churned, and she felt the telltale signs of an orgasm building up so quickly she might scream.

No, no no no. She scrambled, reaching for the necklace, but when her fingers reached the latch, the thrusts changed angles, pounding directly into her g-spot and she cussed into the dark of her room.

Her orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave, crashing into her and seeping deep into her bones. It was the first actually satisfying orgasm she’d had in an incredibly long time.

Her fingertips shook as they lingered on the necklace a moment, before she threw them back to her sheets, gripping them tightly as the thrusts continued.

Fuck, this feels too good.

Through the post orgasm fog, she wondered if he knew.

Did he know it was connected to her?

She suddenly felt overcome with guilt. If he didn’t know, this felt a little like taking advantage of his struggles. If he did know, then she wanted to hear him say it out loud, that he knew exactly what he was doing to her.

She wanted him to hear exactly what he was doing to her.

With shaking hands and twitching thighs, she slapped around her bed for her phone, biting her lip through the pleasure to scroll through her contacts.

It was nearly at the bottom, and the last time it was used was a hack of Silver Wolf’s, and Kafkas words, not his own. But she had to try regardless.

She clicked the call button, bringing her phone to her ear as she bit back moans.

Suddenly, the thrusting within her stopped, though the phantom cock remained buried within her.

She gasped as the ringing came to a halt as the line picked up.

There was no answer, though she swore she could hear his breathing, just a bit heavier than usual.

“Don’t… don’t stop.” She whispered.

She thought she heard his breath catch in his throat. She definitely heard the swallow before he spoke.

“What are you talking about.” His gravelly voice reverberated through the phone, and she felt the cock inside her move ever so slowly, in and out.

She bit her lip. “I didn’t know at first, I swear.” Her thoughts were scrambled as the soft thrusts continued, and the knowledge that he was actively fucking himself with the toy while she spoke make her stomach jump in pleasure.

“You didn’t know what?” He said, voice low and nearly at a whisper.

“It’s… we’re… we’re connected.”

The toy stopped, and she sucked in a breath of relief, hoping to gather her thoughts so she could properly explain herself.

Suddenly a moan was ripped from her chest as his cock thrust into the toy with vigor, and his intense pace was picked back up tenfold.

She tried to hide it, but the damage was done, and if he didn’t know before, he certainly did now as he listened to her whine and whimper through the phone.

“I thought the inside felt far too realistic.” He growled. “You’re squeezing me so tight, little Nameless.”

She gasped, his voice along with the stimulation was far too much, and another orgasm was quickly approaching.

She tried to play it off like she wasn’t being fucked within an inch of her life though.

“Yeah well, it’s… been a while since I’ve gotten any action, s-so forgive me for being a little tense.” She stammered.

He switched his thrusts to hard and deep, so hard Stelle could nearly feel the sensation of his hips hitting hers, and she’s almost positive the fat of her lower half would be rippling in the recoil if he were actually here.

“I knew as soon as I saw you that you were just a needy hole begging to be filled.” Blade said, voice deep and oh so condescending.

Stelle fisted the sheets, her eyes nearly rolling into her skull as her needy moans slipped through clenched teeth. He was right, he was so right— but that didn’t mean she needed to concede so easily.

“That’s bold talk…” she hissed, biting her lips until they felt raw. “…For someone who literally ran away from m-me as soon as his blood traveled south.”

His dark laugh made her squeeze around him, and she knew he could feel it because the laugh trickled off into a deep groan that set her face on fire. She felt like her fingertips were alight with electricity, like her body was attempting to defy the artificial gravity on the express as she arched off her sheets.

The pounding within her never faltered as he continued speaking his vile, filthy words at her.

“You’re lucky I did, little Nameless.” She could almost imagine his murderous grin, the violence that vibrated through his voice was astounding. “If I had stayed I would have fucked you until not even your beloved crew would have been able to recognize the carnage I’d left behind.”

She couldn’t stop the noise that flew from her throat, a guttural keening that had her gripping her cellphone in embarrassment as he laughed once more.

“Oh?” He teased, voice edged with gravel and venom. “You must be desperate to enjoy the idea of me fucking you until you’re nothing but hot pulp slipping through my fucking fingers.”

Oh she was so desperate, so fucked. If anyone else had said something so absolutely horrifying, she’d have run far, far away.

“Does the rest of the express crew know how fucking depraved you are?” His thrusts seemed to pick up speed, which would’ve seemed nearly impossible, except she couldn’t exactly think at the moment, only sob as they slammed against that spot inside her over and over again until she felt herself slipping slowly.

“Do they know that their precious little star wants to be fucked by a monster?” He snarled, and she cried out into the soft light of her room, thrashing around as her orgasm teased its way at her— but she was holding it back, why, why?

“Please,” she gasped. “Please, can I—“ oh, she thought distantly. Oh I’m so fucked up.

Blade groaned, the slick sounds of him thrusting into the toy ringing in her ear. “So desperate, so polite. You really are something else.”

She keened, arching her back as the feeling licked at her further, so close to toppling over the edge.

“Go on then,” Blade whispered darkly. “Cum for me.”

It crashed over her, more powerful than anything she could remember feeling. It pulsed through her in quick waves, so strong and violent as he just kept going.

It started to dance into sickly sweet overstimulation as she heard his breath quicken, and she steadied her breath, wanting to savor this moment.

“You know,” she breathed. “I’m a lot tougher than you think.”

His breath stuttered, his pace faltering ever so slightly.

“I could take it,” she whispered. “I don’t think you’d hurt me in any way I didn’t want you to.”

He faltered, and she heard him cuss under his breath through the phone.

“Yeah?” He whispered. “You’d take what I give you?”

She nodded at her ceiling, knowing he couldn’t see her, but her mind was too foggy with brutal pleasure to think straight. He was undoing her.

“Every disgusting, violent, nasty thing you’d give me Blade,” she said, clutching the sheets as tears welled behind her eyes, praying he was almost finished but simultaneously never wanting it to end. “I’d take it so well for you, and I’d thank you for it.”

“Fuck.” Blade moaned, deep and guttural, and his thrusting seized inside her. Much to her shock, she could feel the warmth of him filling her up, pump and after pump of him coating her insides.

They both lay there, staring at their ceilings and breathing heavily over the phone, not speaking but not really wanting to anyways.

Finally, once the breath returned to her lungs unlaboured, she felt him pull himself from the toy.

She felt like she’d been hollowed out, like a crater had been formed where her insides should be, and without him there plugging her up—-her guts would fall out and she’d be left empty.

He made a confused noise, and just as he did she felt the telltale squelch of cum slipping from her still twitching insides, and she groaned in frustration.

“Well then,” he chuckled, softer now than before— almost a forbidden sound. “That makes cleaning up easier for me.”

She smacked her hand over her face. “This is the weirdest toy ever invented, and I'm going to cry the next time I have to face Kafka.”

“I figured this had something to do with her,” he said, shuffling noises heard from his end of the line. “She can never stay out of my business for too terribly long, unfortunately.”

“Mine too it seems.” Stelle sighed. She smiled when he made a neutral sound of agreement.

“You sound like you’re in a better mood.” She said, uncaring of the consequences.

“Well, before I realized what this really was, I was just hoping to release some inconvenient pent up energy.” He said, voice flat. “But I suppose doing it this way has added benefits. I’m no fool, I understand how the human brain works.”

“So this… helped you?” Stelle asked tentatively.

He sighed. “I’d be lying if I said it was entirely useless.”

Stelle smiled, stroking the choker around her throat, the delicate glow now completely faded.

“I’ll keep my end of the connection on, it's simple enough. Just call me next time, okay? I don’t need to embarrass myself at dinner again.”

“I make no such promises.” She thought she heard the faintest of smiles in that last sentence before the line went dead.

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spongek-squidge · 1 month

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My Headcannons for which bachelor(ette) is the most intimidating on first meeting

90% self indulgent headcanons 10% canon, let me have my fun~

#1 Shane

We all expected this one

Gruff old alcoholic man is not a very trustworthy or comforting persona

Also he’s rude when first meeting people so that doesn’t helps

Only reason he doesn’t completely scare people off is cause he’s baby faced (this fact annoys him greatly)

#2 Sebastian

Emo boy who lives in his mums basement, smokes and owns a motorcycle?

He’s literally the kid everyone’s parents told them to avoid

No matter if you love that bad boy persona or not there’s still that intimidation around it, ya gotta admit!

#3 Haley

She’s very mean

Literally comes off as everyone’s Highschool bully when you first meet her

She’s also just intimidatingly pretty on top of that so…

Pretty much a tie with Sebastian tho, I only put her lower because pritty gurl

#4 Alex

He a buff mysoginstic boi!

He’s like chill when you meet him but the bias leaks off him like the sweat when he’s exercising in his bedroom

Literally just a highschool jock, you move into town and think Haley and Alex are gonna be the biggest asshat powercouple

In reality they’re just some confused queers with dual mummy and daddy issues

#5 Abigail

Goth gfs are inherently a bit intimidating ngl

Also she just has a lot of energy and an urge to fight, that’s a fairly intimating combination-

Also if she could drive a car she would have biggest road rage, she got those vibes about her

#6 Harvey

Okokok hear me out

Ik he’s a big sad wholesome man but he’s also a doctor and anyone who sticks with the education system that long is a bit intimidating ngl

Also he’s a very tall boi and if you combine that with my head canon of him being dad-shaped it can give off an unintentionally intimidating aura!

Also people just don’t like going to the doctors so that won’t help

#7 Leah

She works out and it shows

It’s hot af but also a bit intimidating ngl

But she’s too chill for that to put her further up the list so here she be!

#8 Elliott

He uses big person words that I don’t understand

Big people words intimidate me

Words are powerful

But also I could easily beat him in a fight so he’s lower down than Leah

#9 Maru

One of her favourite objects is radioactive ingots

Need I say more?

Most of her intimidation comes from Demetrius being an overprotective cockblock tho, so it’s not as much her as her father

#10 Emily

She gives off chill aunt/cousin vibes

However she is also high as a kite 24/7 and that level of zoned out can be a bit freaky, especially when she zones out staring at you

She’s fine tho, would never take drugs that make her act up in a negative way

#11 Sam

He is a golden retriever and you can tell from the second you meet him

Big smile constantly and no thoughts behind those eyes

Only intimidation he could ever possibly have is the skater boy stereotypes, but other then that he’s got no negative vibes whatsoever

#12 Penny

I’m sure we all saw this coming, but she’s really not intimidating at all

She’s a shy woman that just wants to teach kids and read her romance novels and I love that for her

If she needed to intimidate someone she’d have to summon her mum to do it for her, no chance she’s scaring anyone herself

#stardew valley #sdv #stardew valley headcanons #sdv harvey #sdv penny #sdv haley #sdv leah #shane sdv #doctor who #sdv alex #sdv elliott #sdv sebastian #sdv maru #sdv bachelorettes #sdv bachelors

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eleajay · 2 months

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Charlie’s wings

Saw somewhere on Hazbin wiki that Charlie has wings as well? I dunno, but hey! An excuse to let me draw her some wacky designs! Sure why not lol

(Btw the Chinese in p1 says “referenced swan wings” on the left and “referenced hummingbird wings” on the right.)(And p4 is the back of the wings.)

So my headcanon is that Lilith has 1 pair of wings, with the outer being pure golden and inner black with golden stripes, the pattern similar to Adam’s, since I think Lilith was supposed to have wings basically identical to Adam’s had she not been cast out of heaven, so her demonic version of the wings just coloured the inner side black.

Charlie, on the other hand, had never actually summoned her own wings before. She loved her parents’ wings back when she was little, but couldn’t quite summon her own due to her young age. As she grew up and grew rebellious, she became more or less a bit distant from her parents, and since wings aren’t exactly required in her everyday life, she kinda just forgot about it altogether. After the battle with Adam tho, she was reminded of how having wings could have saved her from falling and having to wait for dad to catch her, so she just decides to ask Lucifer to teach her how to summon the wings.

Lucifer had thought her wings would either be 1 pair like Lilith, or be 3 pairs like him. He even thought it might be 2 pairs, but never did he imagine it was going to be 1 on the right and 3 on the left. The imbalance made it extra hard for Charlie to learn how to fly, but she did eventually (don’t ask me how I’m not an expert in aerodynamics and if it doesn’t make sense I’m just gonna call it hellborn magic like how Pegasi in MLP are able to fly) So, she’s not very good at flying and she won’t resort to it if not absolutely necessary, but she sometimes pulls them out just standing on the ground to scare off bad people, ldk.

Also my headcanon is that there’s actually a spell to summon your wings and hide them back, it’s not very long or complicated, but it’s not in any demon language, or any human language for that matter, it’s in angelic language. Charlie couldn’t learn it when she was young, because dad and mom never speaks angelic tongue and all the demons she grew up around don’t know it either. Lucifer and Lilith were from heaven, and they have been using the spell for like, ten thousand years, they’re so fluent with it they can use it silently. (think silent spells in Harry Potter I guess?) While Charlie can’t really do that with certainty yet, when she tries to use it silently it sometimes doesn’t work.

#Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin Charlie #Charlie Morningstar #Hazbin Lilith #Lilith Morningstar #Hazbin Lucifer #Lucifer Morningstar #my art

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prince-of-red-lions · 8 months

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I got bored in church today so I started coming up with band headcanons for the chain so here (sorry it’s really long I’m a huge band nerd)

concert band:

time - flute. he’s just the whimsical type to play flute, also he can go incredibly high and his fingers probably blur cuz of how fast he’s playing

twilight - baritone/euphonium. twi just seems like that mellow yet determined type, though he will get very aggressive if you call it a “mini-tuba”

warriors - trumpet. I don’t think I need to elaborate.

wind - trombone. wind is 100% a trombone kid- making jokes 24/7 and whether their funny or not is a 50/50. he blasts super loud to annoy everyone but he’s low key amazing at playing

four - four stumped me a bit. I’m not too 100% sure because his personality is rather complicated (hahahsrhjrjfjajajahz), but I think he’d play alto sax. he can play the others too; tenor, soprano and bari (ITS 5X HIS SIZE AHAHA).

legend - trumpet. he’d be first chair and extremely smug about it, though he’s so insanely good at trumpet. he makes a 3 octave instrument 5 octaves. he snarks a whole ton at the rest of his section and constantly has to put people in place (people aka warriors).

hyrule - flute. also very whimsical along with time. :) he seems like that happy type and just likes the flute cuz it makes a pretty sound. yes hyrule we love you for that <3

wild - percussion. so obviously percussion. he’s extremely good at everything in the back. he loves to double up on mallets (holding two mallets in each hand) and go ham. he can make it sound very pretty tho :) he can do fancy things with drumsticks and the metronome fears HIM. he also summons demons in the back of class during warm ups (very proud of him. if you couldn’t tell, I’m a percussionist).

sky - let’s be honest, he’d be in orchestra (what a traitor /pf). but if he were in band he’d defo play clarinet. very soft and mellow, and does the instrument justice. very attentive in class and definitely a teachers pet yet not to the extent it’s annoying. he just really enjoys being there.

jazz band:

time - he would play alto sax but would definitely do flute cameos whenever he could. he likes making the crowd go “WOAH! A FLUTE IN JAZZ? THATS EPIK”

twilight - I think he’d learn trombone for jazz. amazing at improvising and his solos are astounding round of applause for twilight 👏👏

warriors - still trumpet, he loves jazz and quite good at the whole concept. 10/10 he loves those high notes in his solos

wind - still trombone. he likes playing around with glissandos and very good at them. his playing is very fun and interesting!

four - i think he’d do piano despite the fact he has 4 saxes to choose from. a god at music theory and has so much fun with the piano. four’s fingers can stretch impossibly far to reach keys. that boy loves his soloing!

legend - trumpet as well. nothings really changed, he likes smooth jazz and you cannot change my mind. he’s usually pretty nonchalant about jazz but he secretly has so much fun with it.

hyrule - electric bass. he loves to have funky solo’s and makes it all look super easy. he can get super energetic and start having *too* much fun in which the band director needs to tell him to calm down 💀

wild - DRUMSEEET! my boy can really rock out on this thing. he really knows how to make the song interesting without being overpowering (sometimes). really good at making things pop

sky - upright bass! that lil guy loves his bass and rather shy with solos, preferring to let others do the solos. he downplays his 11/10 improvisation. which is stupid sky you are amazing at bass

extra headcanons:

time and hyrule would talk a lot in class despite the fact time tries to pay attention. those two have so much dirt on the rest of the band and they KNOW it.

wild and four like to go early before rehearsal to just screw around. whether it be remixing music or just straight up doing some crack stuff, they have a blast.

wind would help twilight with trombone since he’s still a bit new to it. even though he can be a bit annoying to the band, wind is a great teacher and twilight is improving a lot.

wind and warriors would be the evil duo of “who can blast the loudest”. everyone in the band despises them for it.

like I mentioned earlier, warriors is constantly challenging legend or just testing him in which legend blasts warrior’s ego everytime without fail.

more on the double mallets with wild, he quite enjoys making small peaceful songs or finding them to play. if you come early you can hear him practicing and his playing is very soothing. :)

like I said, sky would probably be in orchestra, but I like to think he does both. often doing cameos for both groups, as well. almost like the middle man because the band and orchestra hate it each other, but both agree sky is an exception and everyone cherishes him.

time is the president of the band. everyone loves time. the students and the director. he’s probably one of the best players in the band. extremely mature but in those SMALL moments he’ll do something devious.

twilight is also cherished by the band. he’s very hardworking and has adopted several students. many look up to him as he’s a bit more approachable than time. (time is scary to new people)

though warriors can be annoying, he’d never do anything purposely to screw up the band during performances or whatever. he loves being here even if he’s showing off 24/7.

four is really a jack of all trades when it comes to sax. everyone teases him whenever he plays bari due to the size difference, but no one goes to far because deep down their all scared of the tiny short gremlin who will start speaking in music theory language and confuse everyone.

wow, your still here? 💀 im concerned for your health and mine. really though, if you read all that, I admire your dedication and thanks for listening. there will certainly be more headcanons to come so if you liked this do not fret, it’s not the end. sorry this is so long and sorry for the people who talked in church that I shamelessly tuned out.

#band #insane rants like wow holy crud #rambles from the ocean #band talk #linked universe #lu #linked universe four #linked universe wind #linked universe wild #linked universe time #linked universe warriors #linked universe twilight #linked universe hyrule #linked universe legend #linked universe sky #once again sorry for so much #I couldn’t help myself tho

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ladytauria · 6 months

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Would you consider writing 13 and/or 18 from the prompt list for jaytim?

i would!! <3

i wrote them both bc i thought they worked very well together, though. i did change the wording of the second prompt to make it fit. (it is still bolded tho.)

i went through… 3 or 4 different concepts for this fic before i finally settled on reverse robins, bc i have been thinking about another reverse robins au (i blame @bi-bats). this is not that au, but instead a different one which ran away with me as soon as i got into the flow of writing it <3

there is also a part in it that is inspired by something @deepwithintheabyss said in a chat once. (which i’ll clarify in the tags & end notes on ao3 lol).

ANYWAY. this is more in the gen/pre-slash vein as it technically covers tim & jason’s first time actually meeting / speaking to each other, &. as it ran away with me the way it did, probably kind of messy? ^^; but i hope you like it, nonny, & thank you very much for the prompt!

It isn’t very often that Tim comes across Robin. Both Batman and Nightwing do their best to keep them separate and—so far at least—the little Robin hasn’t made an attempt to circumvent their efforts. Except tonight, though he has a feeling that the little bird didn’t necessarily mean for their paths to cross.

He’s sitting in an alley; canary yellow cape wrapped around his body. Tim drops, silent, from the roof, landing six feet from him. This close, he can see the tremors wracking his frame.

“Robin,” he says.

Robin flinches, hard; nearly smacking his head back against the brick. Guilt rises in Tim’s throat. There are shiny tears trailing down his cheeks, though the white-outs of his domino are still down. Tim feels the moment Jason’s eyes lock on him.

He immediately shifts into a non-threatening stance. “I’m not going to hurt you,” he says, holding up his hands, fingers spread wide.

“Hood?” Robin’s voice wobbles.

“Yeah, it’s me,” he says; crouching down to Robin’s level. “Are you alright?” There’s a mild strain of fear toxin being sold right now. Tim’s been working on tracking down the source, but so far, all of his leads have led him to dead ends. Could Robin have been hit with a dose? That would explain his upset—maybe the lack of Batman, too.

Robin shivers. He draws his cape tighter around him. He shakes his head—though whether in answer or not Tim couldn’t say. He buries his face in his knees again, muffling a soft sob.

Tim’s chest twists. “Do you want me to call—”

Robin’s head jerks up again. “No!” he says, immediately, the desperation in his voice nearly knocking Tim back. “Please, please don’t—”

“Okay,” Tim says, gentling his voice. He doubts it does much with the voice modulator in the way. “Okay, I won’t call anyone.” He bites his lip. He can’t leave him here. Whatever’s happened, whether it’s fear toxin or not, it’s affected him deeply. “Do you feel safe enough to come with me?” He offers his hand.

Robin stares at it, biting his lip. Then he nods, taking Tim’s hand. His grip is tight—almost too much so.

They rise to their feet together.

“I’ll call my bike,” Tim says, still in that gentle tone. “Do you think you can hold on?” The hand not holding Tim’s is still clutching his cape, holding it around himself. He’s still shivering. Even the fingers in Tim’s hand are trembling.

Robin nods. “Y-yeah.”

He gives his hand a squeeze. He hopes it’s reassuring. Then he pulls out his keys and presses the button that will summon his bike to them. It takes less than ten minutes for it to roll up to the mouth of the alley. Robin finally lets go of his hand when he goes to climb on the bike. As soon as Tim is settled, he climbs on behind him; his arms snug around Tim’s waist, his front plastered against Tim’s back.

Tim drives. Not to his Nest, but to one of the well-equipped safehouses he has on this end of the Narrows. As soon as they’re off the bike, Robin drifts close to him again; so close their arms are almost brushing. He walks them around to the alley. He offers an arm to Robin automatically, and though Robin’s own grappling hook—and the spare—sits on his hip, he steps into Tim’s arm, against his chest.

Tim is not a tall man. Despite that, and the fact that there are only three years between them, Robin barely comes up to his shoulder. Tim secures his grip on him, holding him close, and grapples up the fire escape.

When they land, Robin doesn’t move; staying pressed against Tim’s side, his forehead pressed to his shoulder. Tim doesn’t make him move. It’s easy enough to wrap both arms around him, let him stand within the circle of them as he disengages the security on the window.

Then he nudges him. “C’mon, Robin. Let’s get inside.”

A beat passes before Robin moves. Tim follows right behind him, re-engaging his security after he shuts the window. He pulls off his helmet with a soft, mechanical hiss, letting it dangle from his fingers. Robin has pulled his cape around him again. He stands, something almost unsure in the stance of his body.

“C’mon,” Tim says, laying a gentle hand on Robin’s back. He leans into it, but doesn’t resist when he walks them forward, until they reach the couch. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll get us something to drink.” Something warm, preferably, but even just water or a sports drink would suffice.

Then he’ll get to the bottom of whatever’s going on here.

He finds some tea; one of the few herbal blends he keeps. He brews two cups. While he waits, he takes off his domino, gloves, and the most prominent of his weapons. Then he takes the cups to the living room. Like Tim, Robin has removed his gloves and domino, alongside his boots and gloves, leaving Jason Wayne sitting on his couch. His cape is wrapped around him again, and he’s tucked all of his limbs into it, curling into a ball so small he takes up only one of the couch cushions.

Tim’s chest pangs.

“Here,” he says, offering Jason the cup.

Jason takes it, both hands curling around it and pulling it to his chest. His eyes are rimmed with red.

Tim hesitates a moment—and then sits right next to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Jason melts into his side.

“Sorry,” he says softly.

“For what?” Tim asks, stroking Jason’s bicep with his thumb.

“Being difficult. I didn’t— I know you’d rather have called someone. I. I promise I won’t stay for long.”

Tim turns his head, tucking his nose into Jason’s curls. It’s not the most pleasant of smells—he smells like sweat, like Gotham night air. Under that, there’s a hint of soap. “You’re not being difficult, Jason,” he says gently, carefully. “And you can stay for as long as you need.”

Jason exhales slowly. “Thanks,” he says.

He doesn’t sound convinced. Tim tightens his arm. “I mean it. It’s not… I don’t mind having you here.” He doesn’t. He may not be on the best terms with the bats, but that animosity, that strain, doesn’t extend to Jason. He may not be happy that some other kid took on the cape he died in, but he could acknowledge that Bruce and Damian had learned from their mistakes. Jason patrolled far less than Tim ever had, and almost never on his own. He was kept away from the worst of the rogues, too. Most of his life was focused on the non-cape side of things; school and hobbies and friends, and, recently, working with the Martha Wayne Foundation.

Tim would have despised it.

Jason thrives.

And Tim admires what he’s accomplished. He’s a good Robin. A good person. The only reason he’s never reached out—

Well. Bruce and Damian barely tolerate his presence, reaching out only when there’s no other choice. Cass— He’s not sure she’ll ever forgive him for choosing this path. His relationships with Steph and Alfred may be fine, but the other three could easily make things difficult, and— Honestly. He has no idea what Jason has been told about him.

The way he’s curled against him suggests it may not be all bad.

There’s also his philosophy on vigilantism. He’s chosen a different path than the others; a path with far more blood and violence. It’s no secret that Jason has fought with Bruce about methodology before, and Tim— As tempting as it is, sometimes, to steal Batman’s partner right out from under him… Tim won’t make that worse. Spending time with him could very well fan those flames higher.

He’s not going to explain all of that right now. Or maybe ever. Instead he says, “My problems with Damian and Bruce have nothing to do with you. They would probably rather you avoid me—and that’s fine—but… you’re not unwelcome in my territory, or my safehouses,” he says. “If you need a place to go, back-up—you can call me.” He pauses. “And that goes for civilian life too. You need me, you call. I’ll answer.”

Jason twists. He presses his face against Tim’s shoulder. It can’t be comfortable—he’s still wearing his armor, a sturdy kevlar-weave. “Thanks,” he says, and his voice is watery again.

Tim moves his hand to cup the back of his head. He kisses Jason’s crown.

They stay like that until Jason pulls away.

By now the tea has cooled. When his cup is about half gone, he asks, “Do you want to talk about what happened tonight?”

Jason bites his lip and shrugs. “I dunno. A lot,” he says, quietly. “Bruce an’ I are fighting again. About my mom.”

Tim hums. Steph has complained to him about Sheila Haywood more than once. He’s never met the woman himself, but from everything he’s heard—and looked into—he’s… not impressed, to put it mildly. “Sounds stressful,” he says.

“Yeah. He thinks— He says she’s taking advantage.” Jason sounds disgusted. “But— He doesn’t get it. She’s had a hard life. The system fucked her over, and she didn’t have the money to fight it. She just needs a little help, that’s all, and—” He cuts himself off. “I just wanna help her. Like I couldn’t help my other mom, the one that raised me. An’ it’s just— Every time I bring her up now, Bruce gets this pinched look on his face. Damian’s no help. Steph’s no help. Even Cass isn’t any help! I just— It sucks. An’ we fought about it again today.

“So I— Tonight, I told him I wanted to patrol on my own. Clear my head. ‘Cause he said I could now. An’ it was fine, it went fine, until. There was this robbery, an’ I guess— I guess they had that new fear toxin— an’... I just…

“What if he gets tired of fighting? What if— What if he— What if he decides that he doesn’t— My mom can’t. She can’t afford a kid right now, an’ I— Damian— He’s in this too, and Steph, an’—” He’s working himself up now, voice cracked and wavering, little hitching sobs threatening to burst with every word.

Tim puts his mug down—takes Jason’s, too. Jason lets it go without a fight. Then he pulls him into a hug; tight and all-encompassing, like he can shield him from all the hurt he’s feeling. “Bruce will never kick you out,” he says, voice quiet and sure. “He gave you his name, he signed the papers. You're his now, permanently. He’s not going to go back on that. It’s the same with Damian. You’re family to him now, and Damian— If he’s nothing else, he’s loyal to his bones. Steph adores you. Cass does too. Fighting— It’s not going to change that.” He pauses. “But if I’m wrong. If they kick you out, or— If you just can’t stay there anymore—

“You have a place with me.”

Jason sobs, then.

Tim holds him.

He’ll keep holding him—as long as he needs.

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severeaesthetic · 1 year

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respectfully….. can i request for the second part of the presentation prank with floyd that’s using jade on next slide?? 👀

no pressure tho you can ignore this request

People I would cheat on my boyfriend with (Floyd Leech)

🔞This is a NSFW continuation to a previous post. Minors please don’t interact. I take no responsibility for you reading this no matter your age. All characters are aged up to 18+🔞

⚠️AMAB reader, male body parts mentioned, cuckolding, swearing, male masturbation, blow job, anal (m receiving), oral, exhibitionism (?), semi public sex, NO INCEST, degradation kink, biting/marking, Floyd, unsafe sex/no condom, gag being used, Pet names/degrading- Good boy, Slut, cocksleeve, baby, darling-, bondage (with magic plants? Does that count?), He/him pronouns

“If I knew my slut wanted to get fucked by my brother I would have let it happen earlier.” He said extremely serious. He stood up and turned off the recording. He threw you over his shoulder and walked out of Ramshackle to the botanical garden where Jade was. The looks you received from people while walking to the garden were enough to have you hiding your face in your hands. Every one you passed had wanted to ask what you did, but the look Floyd sent them was enough to curb their curiosity. When he reached the garden he slammed the door open. He saw Jade at the farthest end of the garden and made his way over. Not before running into Leona where he was napping. Floyd kicks his tail “Oi, Lionfish! Wake up!”

Leona grumbles and opens an eye looking at him “you have a lot of nerve waking me up. I could always go for an eel snack.”

“Unless you wanna hear my boyfriend get fucked by my brother I suggest you take your nap elsewhere.” Floyd says as Leona continues to lay there and pretend to think. You finally take your face out of your hands and look at Leona.

“Please Leona! Fore the love of the Seven! I beg of you please leave!” You sounded desperate causing Leona to snicker before standing. He pat you on the head laughing at you.

“Have fun herbivore, whatever you did has to be real bad” he says before walking out leaving you and the tweels alone. Floyd muttered a spell to make sure the door was locked. He finally made it to the table where Jade was looking at his babies. Jade said a spell that cleared the table.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing my brother and his cocksleeve on this fine day?” Jade said putting his elbow on the table and resting his chin on his hand. Floyd laid you down on the desk with a look that said to not move.

“He decided to be a brat and pull a prank involving you. So I think it’s only fair to let you in on his punishment” Floyd says taking his spot in the seat his brother was just in. Jade smirked and walked over grabbing your legs and pulling you to the edge of the table before casting a spell to make your clothes disappear.

“With pleasure” Jade smirks as he summoned a bottle of edible lube and squirted some on your dick. He stroked your dick a couple a times before taking it into his mouth causing you to moan loudly and arch your back. Your hands entangle in Jade’s hair trying to push him away. Your boyfriend didn’t like that though, he was enjoying this a little too much.

“Nuh uh baby, no touching” a spell that causes vines to wrap around all your limbs lightly pulling to keep you form touching his brother. “This is your punishment. And both of us need to enjoy it.”

“Floyd! Ah fuck. Please I’m sorry!” pulling against the restraints you let out a whine as Jade takes you further down his throat. Jade speeds up his movements before slowly inserting a finger inside of you as. You loudly moan his name as Floyd pulls out his own cock and begins stroking it matching the pace jade was going on your dick. Jade adds another finger before gently grazing his teeth along your dick making you shudder.

“Please! let me cum! I’ll be a good boy!”

“Oh yeah? You’ll be a good boy? You’re begging like a common whore though” Jade speaks after he replaces his mouth with his hand his pace speeding up. Adding another finger, he roughly pushes his hand in and out successfully hitting your prostate making you scream out in ecstasy. He doesn’t stop the hand on your dick as you cum, working you through your high. Floyd cums after you with a groan leaning back into the chair. After forever Jade finally stops stroking your dick (not that you mind), and he resting his hands on your thighs rubbing them gently waiting for you to calm down. “He’s ready for you Floyd.”

“I’ll let you play first Jade and then I’ll have my fun” Floyd said spinning around in the chair (with his dick still out. I’m sorry, this is just really funny to picture🤣).

“How generous of you brother” Jade says before he pulls his pants down far enough to take his dick out. He stroked it a couple of times before inserting it into your hole. You were a mess underneath the brother of your boyfriend, pretty tears were falling down your cheeks as sobs fell from your lips. Jade slowly started thrusting in and out of you as he leaned down and licked the tears as they fell. Floyd began to stroke his dick again groaning at the sight of his boyfriend (love of his life) being fucked by his favorite (platonic!) person. Jade grabbed your hips roughly, you were definitely going to be bruised tomorrow. He began thrusting harder and faster while leaning down to mark your neck.

Floyd was most definitely zoned in on your fucked out expression and the sounds coming from you. Being fuck like this took away your ability to form sentences so only whines and gasps could be heard from you. Jade groans and bites down hard on your neck drawing blood when you squeeze him and cum without warning. Jade follows soon pulling out and coming on your stomach (as per Floyd’s rules they discussed prior). He got himself dressed and went back to looking at his mushrooms like he didn’t just blow your back out. Floyd walked over and stood between your legs, he cast the undoing spell and the vines disappeared. (This is probably just me and Floyd may be ooc but I think he can be really gentle and loving to people he does not want to hurt under any condition. Like his lover and his momma. He’s a momma’s boy but not in the creepy way). He grabbed your wrists and placed gentle kisses to the marks the vines left behind. You gave him a derpy smile and he leaned down placing a kiss to your lips.

“You okay Shrimpy?” He whispered. Which was unusual for other people, but he was always gentle with you, no matter his mood swings. You only nodded and made grabby hands for him to which he responded by picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist. He takes a seat on the chair he was previously on. “Was that too much?” He said as you buried your face in the crook of his neck. You shake your head and lightly grind your hips against his.

“Wan’ you” you muttered placing kisses on his neck. “Please. Need you.”

Floyd smiles shaking his head before lifting your hips up to insert his dick in you. “You’re insatiable you know that.” He began to thrust up into you. He had a gentle hold on your hips making sure not to add more bruises (he would do that at another time when he wasn’t taking care of his baby). You had a weak hold on his shoulders. High pitched whines came from your lips causing you to suck on his neck. Neither of you were in a rush to reach your highs this time. Floyd took his time thrusting up into to you before reaching with a hand to stroke your dick. He pulled you into a passionate kiss as you both reached your highs he slowed his pace and worked you both through them. You were thoroughly fucked out and fell asleep in Floyd’s arms. He cast a cleaning spell then a spell to put your clothes back on letting you sleep.

“Do you think the punishment was fitting?” Jade says walking over with some of his babies.

Floyd looked down and placed a kiss on your forehead “Absolutely.”

#twst jade #jade leech #jade x you #jade x reader #twst floyd #floyd leech #floyd x reader #floyd x y/n #x male bottom reader #x male smut #x male y/n #x male reader #twst #twst x reader #twst wonderland #disney twst #jade x you x Floyd #tweels

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seetangus · 4 months

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I have been summoned by the call for Azula x Reader asks! How about Azula with an S/O who is a werewolf? They lock themselves into a room every full moon but dont tell anybody why and at this point Azula has become to fed up with their behaviour that she ends up bursting into their room on a full moon to confront them about it, and instead of her S/O theres just a huge ass humanoid wolf. This would probably lead to a freak out and a possible fight scene until Azula manages to figure out that this wolf thing is her S/O, and when Azula stops attacking wolf cuddles ensue! Bonus points if S/O frets over her in the morning thinking they attacked her or something.

Full Moon Secrecy - Azula x reader

[masterlist]

Azula x gn werewolf reader, warnings: fighting, body transformation

1.281 words

Hi! Thank you for your request. I must say writing this was challenging. I honestly don’t know if I will accept werewolf reader or any kind of non-human reader requests in the future because I don’t think I’m good at writing them and I’m generally more comfortable with “normal” reader types. However feel free to request again (with a human reader tho lmao) I hope you like it, I really tried my best! :)

- Seetang

Azula and you had been in a happy relationship for a few months now. Well, it was mostly happy; her bossy demeanor and your rebellious reactions sometimes caused problems, but you always quickly settled to peace. You loved each other, after all.

However there was one thing that upset Azula: every full moon you went to a room alone and locked yourself in.

That was because you are a werewolf. You did not have the courage to tell Azula, because even if you knew she loved you, you did not know if she would love you as a werewolf - if she would accept it. You doubted she would. So locking yourself away from her was the only possible solution for you to keep the secret for yourself and to keep her safe - you knew she was a good fighter, but you simply were too dangerous when you transformed. You wouldn’t forgive yourself if you hurt her.

Month after month you locked yourself away without Azula finding out your secret, but it was obvious she slowly was losing her patience. She knew everything about her subordinates, she knew everything that happened in the fire nation and she knew everything about you - except for why you locked yourself away, and as much as she respected your wish to keep it a secret and trusted you, it made her furious to not know what you did every month in the room you locked yourself in.

Full moon came, and you had to go to your room again. You wished Azula a relaxing night and good dreams and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Normally she would give you one too, but today she did not. She simply wished you a good night, but her voice also sounded different than usual. This unsettled you a bit, but you couldn’t ask her about it as you had to hurry to reach your chamber before the full moon came.

Having arrived in your room, you locked the door. The only furniture in this windowless room was a mattress. The straw filling was spilling out of it through cuts you had torn into it in your werewolf state.

Now began the waiting. You sighed, laying down on the mattress. It would be over tomorrow morning, you told yourself.

< • ◇ • >

Azula waited a few minutes. Until she was sure you had reached your room and locked yourself inside it. Then she stood up, walking to your room. She had inspected it before, but there was nothing but a lousy mattress inside it - she would never lay down on something like that! And she wondered why you did, you lived in the royal palace after all! Why would you sleep anywhere else in the first place when you had the option to share a bed with her, Azula?! She loved you and understood most of your thoughts, but she could not make sense of this, no matter how hard she tried. Also, the walls were littered with scratches. It was a very unpleasant room.

Well, today she would listen to whatever it was you did in there. She wouldn’t look inside, after all she respected your wish to be left alone in the room, but you hadn’t said she couldn’t at least listen to make sure you didn’t do anything foolish in there.

Having reached her destination, she pressed her ear against the door and began listening. She heard weird sounds. She heard you grunting with a very dark voice… Did you feel pain? Were you throwing up? She had never heard you make such sounds. Or was there anyone - or anything - in there with you? The voice increasingly sounded like that of an animal. A big dog, or a wolf.

Now she heard what sounded like wolf calls, and she heard things scratching over the walls.

“Y/N, what are you doing in there?”, Azula asked in the demanding tone she used when there was something she wanted. It always ensured she got exactly what she asked for. But not this time. The scratching continued and no answer could be heard.

This was enough. No one could simply not answer her, Azula, without serious consequences. She would not be kept in the dark about what happened in there any longer!

She summoned her energy and sent a ball of fire at the door, burning it almost completely down in an instant. Light flooded the previously dark room you were in, unveiling the thing that was inside it.

Azula could not believe her eyes. There was a wolf standing on two legs staring at her. A wolf. On two legs. With claws as big as her forearm.

This was no time for asking how that wolf got here. For asking where you had gone. The only thing that mattered was that this wolf was dangerous and had to be defeated.

So she did not hesitate and attacked.

< • ◇ • >

Blue flame lightened up the room and the howling of your wolfish mouth filled it with sound as you dodged her fire to the best of your abilities.

Her attacks were relentless, but so was the instinctive defense your changed body had to offer. In the (literal) heat of the battle for one single moment, you looked each other in the face. Eye to eye, you suddenly froze. Azula noticed something. The eyes of the wolf before her were human. Your wolven mind also knew it had seen Azula before. You stood there, Azula full of disbelief and both of you slowly realising who you were fighting.

After a short moment of silence, Azula got the courage to speak out what she was thinking, even if it seemed impossible: “Y/n… is that you?” Hearing her voice, fractions of memories from your normal state of being entered the consciousness of the werewolf that was you, so, reluctantly and as good as your bodily features allowed, you nodded your head.

You shyly reached out with your massive paws to touch Azula. Instead of defending herself, she took your paw in her hand and caressed your arm with her other hand. Slowly, she approached you and carefully put her arms around you. You did the same to her.

You both sank on your knees, holding eachother tight.

< • ◇ • >

The next morning, you woke up. You were a normal human again. Looking up, you gasped; the door open! In fact, it had been burnt almost entirely down… what did this mean?

Looking down, you were even more surprised and worried; Azula laid there with you! Wait… had she burnt the door? Had you fought? Had you attacked and hurt her??

You began shaking her in the hope of waking her up, you didn’t even want to imagine what had happened here last night!

To your great relief, Azula slowly opened your eyes and looked at you sleepily. You hugged her and asked if everything was alright.

“Thank you for your worries, y/n, but I am always alright.”, she answered, “You should really know that by now.” Hearing her voice and her usual condescending tone you somehow loved made you feel great.

“I am so happy I didn’t hurt you, Azula, just imagine what could have happened! I could have hurt you!”

Azula looked at you almost in an amused way: “You hurting me? Y/n, you never fail to lighten my mood.”, Azula said, standing up. “It’s also nice you’re looking normal again. However, you could have told me you were that wolf-thing. No need for all that secrecy.”

With that she stood up. “You better hurry y/n, or we’ll miss breakfast.”

You really loved her.

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manchasama · 1 year

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Okay so this is completely raw train of thought that I refuse to be embarrassed over. It also may jump around because it was written on two different days, since I had more Ideas(tm) about it.

Also, Emmet in the distortion world is absolutely influenced by @that1nkyone‘s Distortion Guide AU, tho not lifting anything from where they are taking that story. Just that their idea of Emmet being in the distortion world definitely inspired my brain to go this way.

This is in my (god damnit I need a title) anti-mob AU

How Ingo Disappears

Ingo and Emmet get overwhelmed by some group. Possibly make it Team Plasma, set during B&W 2 or something. Or just some splinter group trying to rekindle things. (Actually maybe when I think this AU out I could figure out how to make team Plasma the mob group. Hmmmm....) Either way, and for whatever reason, Ingo and Emmet are tied up while the group tries to do their thing.

(I imagine it's a desperate fight, so the grunts don't have a lot of time to restrain the bros once they got the upper hand. Just tied their arms behind them (tight, so tight, but not stripping the coats bc again no time). Normally this would be to their detriment because the twins would get free and wreck shit again. This time, there wasn't enough time to get free. Also possibly they were overwhelmed bc they let their guard down/were out of practice, having lived relatively peaceful lives since they became subway masters. I'll have to see where the story is at the time.)

Whatever the group is doing, Ingo gets his feet under him to try and stop them, and is walloped upside the head in retaliation, concussing and stunning him. (Emmet is Furious. Retribution will be had, once he can find out if Ingo is okay.) So Ingo isn't able to respond to things around them. And it's tragic that, because all the group wanted was to keep the subway masters out of the way. They weren't the goal or target of this, just collateral damage. No, they were summoning (Giratina probably) and just needed enough time to finish that.

And they do. But Giratina is not subservient to them. It does not care or agree with their goals. (What happens with Giratina will be for Emmet to witness. Whether Giratina harms or kills, or does something else.) Still, even that isn't the focus.

No, the focus is that as the hole in reality widens, as Giratina forces its way through, Ingo is lying too close to the center. The hole widens, and Ingo tips, and falls. (The last thing he sees with his blurry vision is Emmet and Chandelure (figure out a way). That is why later, all he remembers is the figure in white and the purple flames.)

I think in addition to that, Emmet goes after Ingo. Rather than be left behind, I mean. He's tied up a ways away, hands bound behind his back, pokemon trapped in their balls in the hands of their captors. Help won't make it in time ofc. Emmet sees Ingo fall, helpless to save him, but he can in his anger free himself from whoever is pinning him, and throw himself into the void after Ingo.

(As Ingo vanishes, disappears from this world, as Emmet's soul follows suit, one of the trapped pokeballs /explodes/, destroyed as the pokemon inside frees itself the only way it can. Chandelure follows Emmet, catching and guiding him in the buffeting void. Neither see where Ingo went.)

So, I'm thinking the twins were cuffed, just for the idea that Chandelure can help Emmet break the chain between them, but they can't get the metal cuffs off his wrists without hurting him (would hurt his skin trying to melt it off, not strong or precise enough to smash them off, etc). So Emmet is in the distortion world, searching desperately for Ingo. Chandelure can barely sense Emmet in the twisting world who is right next to her, let alone find Ingo.

Since there is no day, no night, Emmet searches until he passes out, wakes up and repeats it. Time is basically meaningless and blends together. Chandelure guides him to food and makes him eat, but is also searching for Ingo with that desperation of shared souls.

Eventually, Emmet's strength is giving out, despite chandelure trying her best, and his despair is too great. He lies there, unwilling to move, and begs her to eat his soul, replenish herself and escape. He's done. (As when they were kids, pushed so far that death was welcome).

Chandelure not only refuses, but instead tries to feed emmet's soul instead (as when they were kids and they'd rescued her, so did she want them to live). Emmet knows that if she continues in her weakened state she will die keeping him alive, and he knows if he stays here she will keep trying. So he does the hardest thing; he gets back up and continues on (without Ingo at his side).

Later when he recounting some of this to Ingo, he does admit that it was the hardest thing in his life. To get up and move on without Ingo. (Not giving up on him, just having to go through that without Ingo. They've been through the toughest times together, and that time they were not).

Not sure on the timing of this, might redo some of arceus so that red sky and volo happen at the same time. Because like, imagining ingo's troubles… So the idea is that he's realized Volo is dangerous and going to attack akari, and he's desperate to get to her. Perhaps he knows they will not be match for him with a god pokemon on his side, perhaps he just can't see victory in a head on confrontation, perhaps he is torn between his duties to his wardenship and his love of akari. For whatever reason, he's heading to a battle he doesn't know how to win. If akari will even believe him. If volo hasn't already attacked her. Etc etc.

The reason I want the red sky, is it makes a good time for emmet to escape the distortion world. The veil is weakest, can come through a rift, chandelure senses his soul or emmet catches a glimpse and just throws himself at it, whatever. But also the red sky would make it so he hasn't even realized he's left the distortion world, at least not entirely. Because there is still no day, no night, and everything is odd. (Just has more gravity lol).

Maybe Volo attacked Ingo, leaving him trapped where a distortion was to appear, expecting him to perish there. Might work.

Regardless, when Emmet and chandelure find Ingo, it's not the tearful reunion either were hoping for. However Emmet was filled with so much relief, so much joy at finding his brother, that he can put some of his wants on hold because he can tell that Ingo Needs To Do Something. It's the look they have when they are focused on saving or improving people's lives, as their shadow selves. They've always put the world in front of their own needs, and this is no exception.

Additionally, emmet is temp mute at this point. No point in talking, plus going mute due to high emotions. It take a while for him to start talking again. (After everything settles, when it's just the two of them, Ingo's memories still muddled but he /knows/ that emmet isn't fine. Emmet doesn't have to hide from ingo. They talk through a lot of things, etc.)

Ingo doesn't know what to say either, how to articulate what he's feeling, what he needs. This was obviously the man in white, and he wanted nothing more than to cling to him, to cry and laugh until all his emotions are drained and peace is left behind. But…akari. He /needs/ to help her, to save her from volo's plans. All he can do is ask for help.

Emmet can sign even if he can't speak, and despite the lack of memories between them, their instincts guide them true. Thus, Ingo goes to confront Volo head on, and Emmet hides in the shadows ready to take advantage.

(Oh man did I never write this down? Okay, let's see what I remember.)

So I've had the idea that Emmet makes it to Hisui for a while, even if I didn't know how why or when. I thought I wrote more about it so if this IS duplicate, suffer lol. Because I wanted to lean into their past of being the "ghost" or whatever I end up calling it, that haunted the mob into destruction. I don't know for sure if they ever found out there were two people behind the persona. Either way, Ingo and Emmet have always been able to play that part.

So the confrontation with Volo (Yes he is a true villain this fic), the idea is that Ingo is keeping Volo's attention, while Emmet hides waiting for a chance to strike. Because that was the mistake so many had made, that Volo made; thinking Ingo was alone. Sort of line.

...Nope, I don’t remember specifics right now. Dang. If I do, I’ll write them down this time.

(Ingo has some scars from hisui. Emmet has scars on his wrists from where the manacles rubbed endlessly. Chandelure I think has crackled glass now, after pushing so hard trying to save emmet and find ingo. It's not always obvious, but sometimes.)

(Part of why Ingo is so messed up in hisui is the lack of memory and running on instincts means he keeps crossing his subway master persona with his ghost persona, but he doesn't realize they are two different sides he usually didn't let cross over. So when his reactions mix, he instinctually know something is very wrong with it. Sometimes it distracts him, sometimes he disassociates trying to remember, sometimes it frustrates him trying to remember.)

Oh idea. Ingo gets stabbed. :p No but seriously, let's say the collection of the plates happens at the same time. Ingo plays a more active role in assisting akari, always there (frustrating volo who wanted to be the support model, but ingo is there /more/). Volo needs to get his hands on the plates. Perhaps Ingo is keeping them safe, but that doesn't jive with Volo getting the drop on him. Because lets say Volo manages to convince akari he will keep the plates safe. Maybe she leaves Ingo to "guard" volo or something, or maybe volo goes after ingo to make sure he is out of the way when volo goes to confront akari (weakened after she subdues the second god pokemon).

Either way, volo has command of all the plates, which gives him influence over all pokemon. He can force wild pokemon to fight for him, can prevent ingo's pokemon from fighting properly (they can only resist so much), and basically volo takes down ingo via cheating. Ingo is a good enough trainer, and friends with enough wild pokemon that it is close tho. So close that volo gets close enough to ingo to stab him and take him out that way (somehow just go with it. Maybe uses a pokemon to do it).

Volo goes off to get akari, who is trying to clear the red sky. He thinks if he takes her out, arceus will have to listen to his call. Because he'd have all the plates, have taken out arceus' chosen, would be able to have command over the other two god pokemon to have all three, etc.

Then Emmet and Chandelure come to ingo's rescue. Chandelure pulling what she can from emmet to give to ingo to heal him, etc.

By giving Volo command over other pokemon via the plates as well as influence over partner pokemon, that makes his threat and the fight way more difficult, rather than a wash it would normally be. Gives a reason why emmet has to get to volo, to separate him from the plates, in secret.

(A thought, have to see if it fits. Chandelure and emmet have to get close enough that she can drain volo, while remaining unnoticed. Emmet strikes when volo goes down on a knee, wondering why his energy is so low. Slow process, and Ingo (and akari) need to keep volo distracted to not notice. Volo's partner pokemon still have free will, so they need to keep those engaged to not let him know either.)

#fun times ahead #submas #pokemon writing #anti mob au #yeah it's messy and all but hey #i was just getting the ideas down while i had the energy #one day i need to gather all my notes for this au and Plan it #since i went all over the place with what would or could happen #but yeah i still am way too fond of this au #i like double lifes and fun characters who also kick ass okay #also i gave up on capitalization suffer through the inconsistency

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cookinary · 1 year

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Werewolf Chai AU

Some people were curious so here’s what I got so far for this AU!

SPOILERS FOR HI-FI RUSH AND THE POST-GAME, PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK

So a few months after the post-game, the second SPECTRA computer gets plugged back in (probably by a clumsy bot or something)

AI Kale gets back online and starts plotting for revenge

He manages to get his hands on Chai (he either get some bots to kidnap Chai or he mind-controls him just enough to lead him where he wants)

Instead of simply using Chai to do his bidding, AI Kale decides to "upgrade" Chai

He turns him into a cybernetic werewolf like Roquefort

And cranks the mind-control up to 11

In his wolf form, Chai still has his music player visible in his chest (it looks tiny tho)

His robot arm/paw is aesthetically different from his normal arm/paw

He can still summon his guitar but it's HUGE now

Instead of using the little grabby thingy as a base, he straight up uses a steel beam

Talk about heavy bass

AAAAYYYYYYYY

In his human form, Chai does not look that different

But since he's full cyber/robot now, he has junction (? is that the correct word?) lines visible all over his body like Roquefort does

They glow orange/yellow tho!

Anyway, AI Kale sends Chai to get rid of the gang

It takes a moment for everyone to realize that "Oh shit, that huge cyber wolf is actually our beloved moron"

They can't fight Chai head on (Chai is already crazy powerful, now imagine him with Roquefort's strength) so they decide to go and destroy the SPECTRA computer instead

They do that by leading wolf Chai down to the secret room

And tricking him into crashing into the computer, effectively destroying it for good and freeing Chai from the mind control

Chai actually finds his new body and powers pretty fucking cool

This ends up with him becoming even more fearless and excited when it comes to dealing with enemies

Much to everyone's dismay

"Chai, this Kem-Ono is highly unstable, you should—"

"I'M GONNA HUG IT"

"CHAI—"

Some things are subject to change but I think this is a solid base so here you go

I don’t have art for it yet but I’ll try to doodle some concepts between school work and stuff!

#Hi-Fi Rush #Hi Fi Rush #HiFiRush #HFR #Chai #Hi-Fi Rush Chai #Hi Fi Rush Chai #help too many tags #Hi-Fi Rush AU #Werewolf Chai AU #<- that's how i'll tag this thing from now on #excited for this tbh #i have so many ideas aaaaaaaaah #keep in mind that i came up with it yesterday evening so nothing is set in stone #anyway hope people like it!#toodles

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legend-of-cupcake · 2 years

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Wtf this explains so much and also brings me so many questions?????

Does this mean Sakura is God? Because it sounds like from this chapter that she’s the one who has decided to form the 7 mysteries, and is also the one who has decided they aren’t needed anymore? Or is she acting on the orders of god perhaps?

This does start to connect a few dots tho...

Sakura was the one who told Nene to go see Tsuchigomori, using her curiosity about Hanako to lead her to the next school mystery-- knowing it would ultimately lead to the yorishiro being destroyed. And this isn’t the only example! Both the Mokke and Yako lost control because their rumors were changed, which we know was caused by Sakura and Tsukasa, which gave Hanako ample reason to deal with the situation without rising any suspicions.

So perhaps she truly has been in the one pulling the strings all along??

However...

Sakura claims she’s bound to a supernatural as the price of her wish, just like Nene. We don’t know how much of that is true tho, because we know Sakura definitely isn’t human considering she’s allegedly been around for 100 years. BUT she’s also made it very clear time and time again she can’t control Tsukasa for his actions and kinda lets him do whatever.

She could’ve said this simply to gain Nene’s trust, or perhaps her and Tsukasa are more equal in their partnership then what Sakura wants Nene to believe.

BUT THIS LEADS ME TO MY NEXT REALIZATION!

Hanako has had his heart set on destroying the yorishiros since the very beginning, under the guise that its to get rid of an alleged “traitor.” However its become pretty clear to me that there isn’t a traitor among the 7 except for Hanako himself, all the other mysteries don’t agree with the yorishiros being destroyed and don’t understand the reasoning. But when asked about it, all Hanako says is:

God will forgive him... He’s so sure of it, even though he must know he’s going to cause many bad things to happen to the humans in the near shore. It made me wonder:

Did Sakura tell Hanako to destroy the yorishiros?

After chapter 91 I was so sure that Hanako wanted the yorishiros gone so he could make a wish to god, and perhaps that is part of the reason on why he’s been doing this, but maybe he never would’ve done anything in the first place without Sakura’s prompting? Perhaps Sakura was the one who told him about making a wish to god, which was what motivated him in the first place.

I mean as far as I’m aware, Hanako and Sakura have not been in the same scene together, so we don’t know what their relationship is like. Which honestly could’ve been intentional? We can’t know they are or are not working together if we haven’t even seen them in the same room

I know it seems like a bit of a stretch, but it all makes sense in my honest opinion! We know Hanako has been dead for 50 years, yet it’s only during chapter 1 we learn that Hanako has only just started thinking of wanting a human assistant (which we now know was to destroy the yorishiros). Why would he wait all those decades before finally taking action? What could’ve possibly have changed? I very much doubt Nene was the first and only human Hanako has encountered who could summon him in those 50 years

I think what’s changed is that Sakura (or maybe shes just working on gods behalf) has decided the 7 mysteries have to go. She entices Hanako by the rumors of a wish being granted, and even helps his yorishiro Tsukasa out of wherever he was trapped (I’m assuming Hanako’s boundary like Sumire) so they can work together for their own reasons. Otherwise isn’t it just a little too convenient that Tsukasa and Hanako reunite after so long, right when this conspiracy to bring down the 7 mysteries is going underway?

Idk I’ve digressed too much I think, but these are all my thoughts after seeing the new chapter. Sakura is far more important than we have given her credit for

#tbhk #jshk #toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun #tbhk theory #tbhk theories #theory #this is a mess im sorry #my thoughts are here there and everywhere

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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 1 year

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OOOKAY WELCOME BACK, apologies for the week-long delay, I was sick all week and had to deal with some other family stuff, but! I’m more than ready to watch now and might actually watch two eps, but we’ll see.

what is this episode six? SEASON 4 EPISODE SIX HERE WE GO

before i get started I’ve been thinking about Azure way too much and now I’m suspicious of how sketchy they make him and am second guessing my guess that he’s up to something, it’d sure be nice if they’re just doing that to throw us off and he fr is just chillin or doing his best, STILL SEEMS SKETCHY BUT AAAA

okay okay

so we got Tang, we got Mei, we got a glimpse of Mk, so this ep might be Mk and Pigsy? or maybe just one of them and they run into somebody else? Heck if i know LETS SEE WHAT ITS CALLED

OHOHOHOHOHO

OKAY

ITS PIGSY AND SANDY THEN

SHOW ME THE MONSTER

OH EXCELLENT

BIG OL MASSIVE GIANT SWORD HOLY HECK SKELLETONS

RIP PIGSY FOR LANDING HEREBGD;SLFKMASDF

SHA WUJING TIME BABBYYYYYYYY

I love that Pigsy has his rake now and it looks natural for him to summon it but he still doesn’t identify as being Zhu Bajie, hang on WHAT IF THE TITLE IS ACTUALLY ABOUT PIGSY AND NOT SANDY WAITBGSDL;FM

HECK THAT’D BE INTERESTING BUT I DOUBT IT ANYWAY LETS WATCH THIS HECK I’M

its been a week my mind is whirling I HAVE TOO MANY THOUGHTS

SANDY MOMENT :D!!!!!

SCREAMS!!!

OKAY OKAY

HECK WHATS GONNA HAPPEN?

HE ALRIGHT?

HE CRY

IS IT A TRAP?

SKETCHY?

HECK IF I KNOWGBS;LKFMAE

A H?

BABY???

Pigsy: ahaha, hang on a minute- Pigsy, internally: holy heck this ain’t good-

CAN’T EVEN REMEMBER SHA WHATS HIS NAMENBGLS;DMF

WHATEVER LEFT ALL THOSE BONES?

SANDY RIGHT?

MAKES GRABBY HAND S

SANDY WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOINGBGLSFD;AWEF WHEEZINGNBSDLKMSDMFMODS

I’M

*star wars voice* ITS A TRAP

Nah that’s p funny dude whats with the uwu voiceHGL;KASJFSD

Those are some fire eyebrows ngl

AH YES NOT SO GREAT PIGSY GOTTA FIGHT TIME GHSD;LFJ

“uh.. yeah sure”

Pigsy fr

HELPGMLSDMFF

FINALLY A WORTHY CHALLANGER

U H

“oh nuts”

WHAT DID HE JUST

CALL THEMGNSDL;F

GIBRONIES??

HELP??

giant bros is what i got out of that for some reasongbsdl;fmks

ALSO MAN

U H

THAT’S A LOT OF DEAD GUYS KILLED BY SHA WUJING

POOPER SCOOPERSNLKDSF

OH LETS GO SHA WUJING TIME

HORRIFYING WE LOVE TO SEIGSD;LKSMF;OE

A FREAKING WRESTLING MATCHGBDSF;LMOEWF

OKAY CALLED IT THO PIGSY AND MK EP GOT IT

I AM

KINDA FILLED WITH MORE FEAR FOR MK THAN PIGSY RN FOR SOME REASONGNSDLFM

SWORD GIRL GUYGBDSFLK;MAOWE

Mk absolute beloved

I love how they’re animating him in this season actually he’s so shaped

SCREAMS

WE’RE HERE

OH PLS

THE

THE FLASH THERE

WITH MONKEY SMILING AND HANGING OUT AND SHOWING OFF

OH HECK MORE FLASH HANG ON FRAME BY FRAME TIME

paused on Wukongs smiling face and y’all I am normal about this monkey *nods nods*

Okay so stonneeeee again, cracking open like an EGGG

OH AND NOW WE GOT A LITTLE CARVED SONE MONKEY IN SOMEBODY’S HANDS CUPPED IN SOMEDOYS HANDS

kay well its not wukong’s hands, that sleeve is too flown, and the hanfu looks green nd gold hmm interesting

WELP YUP P MUCH CONFIMED MK STONE MONKEY OF SOME KIND IG WHICH ONE IS HE?? IS HE LIKE?? ONE OF THEM?? OR??? ANOTHER THING ENTIRELY?? WHAT APPROACH ARE THEY TAKING HERE?? AAAAAAAAAAA

AND THEN INK MONKEY MOMENT

is it monkey king… isss ittt- I mean it looks like him but it’d be funny if it just turned out to be ink Mk or something though I don’t know how that’d work GHSDLKF;JSD

Mk is big worried

oH BOY WE’VE GOT THE SILLIES, THE DORKS, THE PEOPLE THAT GREETED WUKONG AT THE DOOR GHSDLKFJAWEF

“FIFTY YEARS??”

BETWEEN THE TWO OF US

I’M

ECK

I’M GONNA CRY WHY THAT’S SO FUNNGYSBFAL;WEFM

“Wowwww…” IMGMSDMNFL;SDKF

ALRIGHT

CALING HIM HEADBAND

MAYBE I CAN GIVE YOU POINTERS ON THE OTHER SEVENTY

THATS SO SILLY I LOVE HIMGNSD;LKFM

Its so funny how he’s just unphased by those guys, bruh’s been through enough that nothing anybody could say is impressive or threatening in this momentn;lsdkmfwe

THE SCREAMING BEHIND THE DOOR PLS GHSDL;FJ;SDF

AH MK SMILE

OH BIG SHADOW HELLO

OH OLD MAN SCOOP

HE’S SO EXCITED

PLEASE DON’T KILL HIS EXCITEMENT

AYO??????

SIR?????????????

YOU’RE NOT EVEN THE REAL GUY ARE YOU?? HOW DO YOU KNOW???? CONFUZZLEMENT??????? PARDON???? EXCUSE ME????? EXCUSIE MOI???

OKAY WELL BACK TO PIGSY AND SHA WUJING IG LETS GOOOO

Sandy’s biggest regret, all the lives he’s taken ig

;-;

oh man

heck

here we go i’m gonna love this exchange probably

OKAY

WELL

I ADORE THAT

PIGSY IS “well I aint’ that” *shrugs* LIKE

I LIKE THAT Y’KNOW

OKAY BUT NOW I’M WAITING FOR LIKE

EITHER SOFT MOMENT

OR BIG PIGSY MOMENT

SITS AND WAITS

I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO WHATEVER IT IS

FIGHT THE SANDY

AAAA PIGSSYYYYYY

OH THE WAY THEY ANIMATED HIS EXPRESSION DURING THE ALL THE WAY HOME PART PLEASE THAT’S EXCELLENTNBGGKMSDF

SKELLENTONS STILL YELLINGSDNF,MSDF

WHOAH HEY

HEY

OKAY WAIT

PAUSE PAUSE

KAY IS IT GONNA BE

THE YOU WANNA SEE A MONSTER

AND THEN HE GOES BIG

IS IT GONNA BE DO YOU WANNA SEE A MONSTER AND HE SHOWS HIM A MIRROR TYPE THING

SORRY I JUST LOVE THESE CHARACTERS SM

THINKS PIGSY’S WORTHY THAT’S SWEET- OH GENUINELY THO PIGSY BEING JUST AS POWERFUL MAKES ME HAPPY IG BGS;LDKFMSOF

OH BACK TO MK

YEAH HOW DO YOU KNOW SIFU

“there is little i do not know” OH YEAH ALRIGHT, THANKS GOOD EXPLINTION I’LL TAKE IT BGSL;DKFM

HEY WHY WHACKY

HEY

HEY R U D E

HOLDS MK IN MY ARMS GENTLY

DON’T HUSH HIM HE’S DOING HIS BEST AND HE TALKS WHEN HE’S NERVOUS

AND HAPPY

AND JUST IN GENERAL HE’S A DELGITHFUL LAD

STUTTERING VOCALLY OUT LOUD RN

“I’m I to believe Sun Wukong is the greatest master in history?” WDYM WHAT

HEY STOP HITTING MY BELOVED LAD

AND SHUSH HE IS PRETTY GREAT |;A;/ THATS HIS SIFU YOU TALKING ABOUT

HELPGMLFS

OKAY THERE WE GO

ITS I AM THE GREATEST

GOTCHA FAM YOU’RE DOING GREAT

HAHA

NOT THE ONLY REASON

SIR PLS HE’S THE MONKEY OF THE MIND ITS HIS THING

WHEEZINGNLSD;FKMSD

HELP

THIS MAN AGGRESSIVELY ASKING ALL THE QUESTIONS EVERYONE WATCHING THE SHOW’S BEEN ASKING PLS HGSLDFJ

DOES MK REMEMBER ANYTHING??

HECK WAIT I’MNOT READY FOR THIS IT’S BEEN FOUR SEASONS AND WE’RE GETTING ABCKSTORY I’M NOT READY

AW HIS FACE

PLS

SCREAMS

HE FR

LOOK

OKAY I NEED AMOMENT

GIVE ME

TEN MOMENTS

AAAAAAA

|;A;/

ITS LITERALLY THE PICKING HIM UP OFF THE STREET AND GIVING HIM NOODLES TROPE I’VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT SINCE SEASON 1 PLS

anyway tho lad covered in mud, stone crack, yup, this lad a stone monkey BUT HEY I’M

HECK

WHAT DO I EVEN THINK ABOTU THIS WE FINE

Pigsy smiling at the little lad tho ;-; pls

i REMEMEBR PIGSY

AH??????

AH???????????

OH VERY WELL

HANG ON I’MJUST

WHAT IS THIS

HECK

HELPGFMDS

MK JUST THROWS UP

A H???

KAY WHAT AM I SUPPSOED TO THINK ABOUT ALL THIS HANG ON

IT FEELS LIKE ITS GOING SO SLOW AND SO FAST AT THE SAME TIME

HIS LITTLE FLASH THERE WITH LADY CRAFTING ANIMALS????

BROKEN STONE MONKE ON GGROUND???

WHAT IS ALL THIS HECK I FEEL LIKE I DON’T RECINGIZE ANY OF THIS RN ITS BEEN TOO LONG SINCE IV’E READ THE BOOK

Pls just give this lad back his mentor ;-;

HECK ALRIGHT PIGSY TIME

WOW

PIGSY ACTUALLY

VIBIN

OH HECK HE HAD A MOMENT

|;A;/

HECK I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH BRAIN TO REALLY APPRECIATE THESE BITS RN

HYPE PIGSY MOMENT

THE BLUEST GUY I KNOW

;-;

YEAH

WELL

;-;

OH sha Wujing buddy

AW MO

PLS

JUST TOOK MO

THE POWER OF THERAPY CAT

PLS

HEART SHAPED FIREWORKS

YUEAH LAND ON PIGSY

I LOVE YOU AL

AW HUG MOMENT

COME ON

YEAH ALRIGHT

SOFT MOMENTS

TANG SCREAMINGNLDSFDS

OKAY WELL THEY’RE SUS OF AZURE NOW TOO IG NICE FUN OKAYGBSDLFK

AAA WHERE’S MY MONKEEEYYY WHERE’S THE #1 MONKEY OF ALL TIIIIMMEEEE

we probably won’t see him huh

LOOK

KAY

gimme a sec I need to think about this

it was used to form another okay

lays down hmm

hmmmmm I’m not sure

hoooowwww i feel about that

Y’know?

Like I’m all for cool monkey past and all that, v neat and stuff, but like :T I’m a big fan of swk being one of a kind, like who’s going there grabbing his rock and compressing it into another little monkey? unless it was like… he was designed spiciifcally to beat swk, if you know what i mean

u h

hang on hmmmmmmm

oKAY I’LL PROCESS THIS LATER MOVING ON

CAN’T BELIEVE THEY REALLY LEANED INTO NO PARENTS NO NAME FOR MK

actually big fan of that bit, i like that a lot

he’s gonna say something wrong and get hit in the head again right? I am-

MONKEY KINGNGSL;KMFSD

YEAH ALRIGHT

WELL THANK GOODNESS ITS NOT THAT

HGDSLKFJL;DSKAF

W RO N G

HMMMMM

INTERESTING

WELL

OKAY

SO WE’RE NOT GETTING A STRAIGHT ANSWER

“not even I know what you are” WELL THANKS THAT’S REAL HELPFUL

“I’m just Mk!”

“The Monkey. Kid?”

*surprised pikachu face* /j /j /j

HM OKAY HERE WE GO WHAT NOW

OH INK MOMENT HI

OH BOY

HORRIFYING THANKS

YOU NEED TO GET ON OUT OF THERE MATE

OH THE SHADOWY EYE THING

OH HI

MK OR MONKEY KING INK

AHA

MK INK

SO WHY AND HOW?????

OH THAT

OH I LIKED THAT THO

THE HEADTILT THING

BIG FAN

ALSO BIG FAN OF HIM NOT BEING WHAT MONKEY KING IS BUT SOMETHING ELSE THAT’S NEAT GLAD THEY DIDNT’ LITERALLY MAKE HIM LIKE

I DUNNO ANYWAY

RIGHT

U H

I FEEL LIKE I GOT EVERYTHING BUT ALSO MISSED A LOT Y’KNOW????

I’M STILL NOT SURE HOW I FEEL ABOUT MK BEING PART OF MONKEY KING’S ROCK EGG THING OR WHATEVER THE HECK HAPPENED THERE

BUT THE INK MONKEY MK LOOKS EXCELLENT

I DON’T KNOW WHAT HE’S DOING THERE THO SINCE LIKE

U H

ITS A JTTW BOOK HE WASN’T THERE DURING JTTW WAS HE??

I’M CONFUSED AS TO HOW THIS SCROLL WORKS MAN BUT MOVING ON

MONKEY MK REAL WE BEEN KNEW

OKAY I JUST WANT TO WATCH THIS WITH MY BROS NOW SO I’LL END THIS HERE

MIGHT WATCH EP 7 LATER TODAY OR THIS WEEK SINCE I DIDNT’ WATCH AN EP LAST WELL AS I MENTIONED, U H

SANDY’S BIGGEST REGRET, KILLING A RIDICULOUS AMOUNT OF PEOPLE, I DO FIND IT FUNNY HOW THERAPY CAT AND NOT SPEECH WAS WHAT IT TOOK TO SNAP HIM OUT OF IT GJDSFLSDF

MAYBE A BIT OF BOTH

I THINK THE SPEECH SAID MORE ABOTU PIGSY THAN SANDY THO GNEUINELY AND I’M VIBIN WITH THAT

ALSO I NEED TO CRY OVER PIGSY TAKING MK IN SCREAMS

I LIKE THESE CHARACTERS, BIG FAN OF THIS SHOW FR

HECK I REALLY WANT MORE PIGSY AND LITTLE MK MOMENTS, LIKE DESPERATELY, THEY SHOWED UP ONE MORE TIME I WANT LIKE A REAL FLASHBACK SO BADLY BUT I DION’T HTHIK WE’LL GET IT AAAAA

OKAY KNOX OUT

#knox reacts #lmk s4 spoilers #monkie kid season 4 #lmk s4 english #I'm sure everybody's watched this by now but just to be safe n all that hGJKSDLJF #HECK I'M HAVING MIXED EMOTIONS #AAAAAAAA #WE FINE #THE ENDING REALLY SCRATCHED MY BRAIN WITH THE ANIMATION THO LOVED THAT

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