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xjulixred45x · 5 days

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I need to ask from morbid curiosity mostly. I have heard of diabolic lovers mostly from top 10 unfortunately not good ones. What are your unadulterated thoughts on the brothers?

I have talked individually of Subaru and Reiji, and there is a post where i Say which Diaboy i HATE the most, but i Guess is therapeutic talk shit about them all :)

in order from oldest to youngest, not in order from worst to """best"""

Carla to me is practically a P3d0, and it's worse if we consider that canonically she likes Yui to call her "Onichan"🤮 and he's such a son of a bitch, he tortured her SO MUCH (along with Shin) that it made her think about COMMITTING SUICIDE. a scourge

Shin is the definition of Carla's lapdog, and since he has the power he feels comfortable mistreating everyone (but if they were stronger? He comes out with his tail between his legs) GOD THE SCENE WHERE HE MAKES YUI LICK HIS OWN BOOTS. just as bad as his brother. Only he's not a fetishist.

Shu just seems boring and bland to me, I'm sorry I can't say much about a character who literally does NOTHING. Her background is fine, but I think she was very wasted on a character in a bad story.

Reiji IS A SON OF A BITCH, he not only decided to kill his brother's friend BUT THE ENTIRE VILLAGE, OUT OF JEALOUSY, and on top of that kill his mother who wasn't even abusive (compared to the other two, she was quite loving). honestly an idiot.

Ayato is unbearable, I just can't stand him, he acts like a little child. apart from the fact that he is the one who objectifies Yui the most and who insults her the most along with Kou. without forgetting that he is considered the "hero" of the franchise😑

Kanato is all of the above combined in an amorphous and delusional mass in believing that he is the victim and that he is right in everything, being also a necrophiliac and cannibal, there is no need for me to say more.

Laito is, sadly, one of the best written in the entire franchise but at the same time he is a FIRST DAMN, he was the first to cause Yui's suicidal ideas, apart from the fact that HE IS a sex offender who should stay away from people .

Subaru is a hothead who gives me certain Incel vibes, he believes that all women are equal and that gives him the right to treat everyone like shit and be physically violent. Even if he has the most "justified" trauma next to Laito, it doesn't make him any less of a horrible person.

Ruki is simply a control freak who, since he is now a vampire, believes he is above everyone else and is honestly a second Reiji but with a cheap background. but he has my eternal hatred for the cat.

Yuma just doesn't catch my attention beyond his design and being just as aggressive as Subaru, he has literally beaten Yui to death in almost all of her endings. I don't like.

Kou is INSUFFERABLE and eager, not only for being so materialistic but for the way he messes with Yui's self-esteem makes my heart bleed.

Azusa is a MANIPULATOR, no matter who it hurts, he literally Guilt Trips Yui to make her hurt him! and then he cuts her! He might be the "Best" but he is still trash.

Kino is similar to Kanato in that he is spoiled and a horrible being at the same time, he has no consideration for those other than him and that makes him DESPICABLE ON HIS ROUTE, he literally killed a child in front of Yui so that he would not try to escape . it's bullshit.

Overall, I think that would be it. They're all trash, but different trash.

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en orden de mayor a menor, no en orden de peor a """mejor"""

Carla para mi es prácticamente un P3d0, y es peor si consideramos que canónicamente le gusta que Yui le llame "Onichan"🤮 y es tan hijo de puta, la torturo TANTO(junto a Shin) que le hizo pensar en SUICIDARSE. una lacra.

Shin es la definición de perro faldero de Carla, y como tiene el poder se siente comodo con maltratar a todos(pero si fueran mas fuertes? el sale con la cola entre las patas)DIOS LA ESCENA EN LA QUE HACE QUE YUI LE LAMA LAS BOTAS. igual de malo que su hermano. solo que no es un fetichista.

Shu simplemente se me hace aburrido y soso, lo siento no puedo decir mucho de un personaje que literal no hace NADA. su trasfondo esta bien, pero creo que fue muy desaprovechada en un personaje en una mala historia.

Reiji ES UN HIJO DE PERRA, no solo decidio matar al amigo de su hermano SINO A TODA LA VILLA, Por CELOS, y encima de eso matar a su madre que nisiquiera era abusiva(en comparación a las otras dos, era bastante amorosa). sinceramente un imbécil.

Ayato es insoportable, simplemente no me lo puedo aguantar, actua como un niño pequeño. aparte de que es quien mas cosifica a Yui y de los que mas la insulta junto a Kou. sin olvidar que es considerado el "héroe" de la franquisia😑

Kanato es todos los anteriores combinados en una masa amorfa y delirante en creer que es la víctima y que tiene la razon en todo, siendo también un necrofilico y canibal, no hace falta que diga mas.

Laito es, tristemente, uno de los mejor escritos de toda la franquicia pero que al musmo tiempo es un MALDITO DE PRIMERA, fue el primero en causar las ideas suicidas de Yui, aparte de que ES un delincuente sexual que deberia manterse lejos de las personas.

Subaru es un hiracundo que me da ciertas vibras de Incel, cree que todas las mujeres son iguales y que eso le da el derecho a tratar como la mierda a todos y ser físicamente violento. aun si tiene el trauma mas "justificado" junto a Laito, no le hace menos de una persona horrible.

Ruki simplemente es un maniático del control que como ahora es un vampiro cree estar por arriba de los demas y sinceramente es un segundo Reiji pero con trasfondo barato. pero tiene mi odio eterno por lo del gato.

Yuma simplemente no me llama la atención mas alla de su diseño y ser igual de agresivo que Subaru, literalmente ha matado a Yui en casi todos sus finales a golpes. no me gusta.

Kou es INSUFRIBLE y con ganas, no solo por ser tan materialista sino por la forma ej la que se mete con el autoestima de Yui hace que me sangre el corazón.

Azusa es un MANIPULADOR, le duela a quien le duela, el literalmente le hace Guilt Triping a Yui para que lo lastime! y encima después la corta el!

Kino es similar a Kanato con lo de ser un mimado y un horrible ser al mismo tiempo, no tiene consideración por quienes no sean el y eso lo hace alguien DESPRECIABLE EN SU RUTA, literalmente mato a un niño enfrente de Yui para que no intentara escapar. es una mierda.

en general, creo que eso sería todo. Todos son basura, pero diferente basura.

#diabolik lovers

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markrosewater · 26 days

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First, I want to say I really like Thunder Junction more than I thought I would. It could end up being my favorite set this year. Great job to you and the team! Second, back in AFR, the commander precons had a humanoid adventurer face commander and a monster alt commander. I thought that was really cool because I'm a big fan of monsters and weird creatures and love building decks with them as the commander. Magic has some really great monsterous creature types that are underrepresented as legendary creatures. I don't know if I'm alone in this, but I'd love for one humanoid and one beast/monster commander to be the norm for precon design. The Grand Larceny, Desert Bloon, and Quick Draw precons are great examples of this. Having Yuma, Gonti, and Stella Lee as the humanoid face commanders and Kirri Talented Sprout, Felix Five Boots, and Eris Roar of the Storm as the more monstrous alt commanders.

I bring this up because I was really hoping for something a little more monsterous for the Most Wanted precon alt commander. Like a Skeleton or Nightmare or Horror or Minotaur, or Bird. Something along those lines would be really interesting with one of the outlaw creature types. Instead, we got a Dwarf. Vihaan Goldwaker is a great card, don't get me wrong. I just wish that every precon could have alt commanders that are a little more "out there" in terms of creature type usage instead of another human or dwarf or elf, etc. What are your thoughts on this?

My thoughts are there's some one out there who loves Dwarves who's super happy because we made a Dwarf card for them. I hear you that you'd like more non-humanoid legendary creatures, and that is something we're dedicated to doing, as evidenced by the decks you did enjoy, but there's a lot of player desires to meet, which means we need to spread the love a bit.

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elaineas-elysian · 9 months

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►┆|| 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒖𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒊 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑻𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑭𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆 ||

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🤎 //Admin’s Note: As stated once more, these Headcanons are what I genuinely visualize the Mukami brother’s preferences to their Significant Other’s Fashion Style. If their lovers style is different from the Clothing Style they have anticipated, that doesn't change the fact that they still heavily love them dearly. All in all, I hope you enjoy these Headcanons, because as much as you do, I enjoy writing them as well! 🤎

Ruki is actually into girls with the Light/Dark Academia clothing Aesthetic. He finds it intriguing how the Beige Vest and Cardigans matches your apparel, as well as the Silver necklaces to compliment your beauty. If your reading a book with this type of Clothing Aesthetic, Ruki will genuinely enjoy a Library date with a cup of Tea.

Kou is interested in the Gyaru Clothing Style Aesthetic. Since he is in the Idol Industry, he has seen a Variety of Clothing Styles, but Gyaru was always fascinating to him on a female. Low rise jeans along with platformed boots is one of his many favorite combinations for Female’s wearing the Gyaru style. He will probably convince his Significant other to Model for him in a Gyaru Outfit.

Yuma likes the Cottagecore Aesthetic on his S/O. It reminds him of the beauty of nature, especially when he does his gardening and grows his Plants/Crops. If you wear your hair down with a Cute White Dress filled with Flower Pattern Designs and Ruffles, surely he won't help but to stare at you first glance.

Azusa loves the Soft Clothing Aesthetic. He thinks that the tiny Ribbions and Lace are absolutely delightful on a ladylike figure. He will definitely offer to comb your hair or style it for you because, you’re his Eve no matter what the situation may be. He loves when you wear knee-high socks and flats with a small miniskirt and jewelry, it’s one of his personal favorite combinative’s as well.

#diabolik lovers #⚰️. headcanons #mukami brothers #ruki mukami #kou mukami #yuma mukami #azusa mukami

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loki104-uwu · 2 months

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i'm bored so does anyone want to do a little challenge with me

Ok so whatever state your from or live in currently is your Statehumans Sona/oc/persona whatever you'd prefer to call them

(You can draw them, make them in Gacha or just tell me and I'll happily make them for you if you want to but don't have the time, and be creative with their outfits if you want to nobody's judging here)

Mine is Arizona, born and still currently living there not gonna say where though.

Ok so I picked this outfit because one the skull shirt represents Tombstone and a tiny bit of the Yuma territorial prison.

The socks are of course the color of the flag even the hair is.

her eyes are like that because once again, Tombstone.

Paint because there is a lot of colorful street art which I love.

Bandanna because why not and idk about the boots, I was originally gonna do fluffy boots because of Flagstaff but I don't really know what do you guys think?

Also gonna throw in my sister's headcannon because she keeps pestering me, The Countrys are the States parents so whatever state you are the country the state is in is your sona's parent so mine would be America.

Kinda curious to see the designs for my sona's "siblings" i'm very curious

#loki104 #my oc #sona #my au #persona #arizona #arizona pride #statehumans #united states #america #country humans #country humans america #state humans #state humans arizona #statehumans arizona #countryhumans #country humans america mentioned #art challenge

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dreamerwitches · 1 year

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Hello it me once again I would to ask you yet again about designs but for the Oriko Magica girls.

Oh yes! Of course! I think Oriko might have my favourite outfits overall of the spinoffs since no designs are too gross. Like usual, these are my opinions, please continue to enjoy Oriko no matter what I say

I'm very fond of Oriko's outfit. I love the bridal and upperclass theme. I think it suits the fact her weapon isn't too close contact either. She doesn't really need an outfit that allows for too much movement. My only gripe is that her dress gets less fuller as the series went on, being far smaller and shorter in magireco... GIVE. ME. BALLGOWN. REALNESS!

I know a lot of people like Kirika but I'm just really not a fan of her outfit... I'm sorry. I detest a tight mini skirt on someone who's meant to be fighting and needs to be mobile. I think the droopy sleeves are silly too though it's suitable that they hide her claws. I think she would've suited a much more tuxedo styled outfit (give her trousers and a stylish jacket!). I'm also quite fond of her early/Online appearance with brown hair and a dark blue outfit. I feel it makes her a bit more unique, otherwise she gives me Kazumi vibes a bit too much

I think Yuma's outfit is very cute but did she need the cat theme? She never has anything to do with cats... It just feels like 'she's a cat girl cause Oriko needed a cat girl'. I think I actually prefer her concept outfit just because it's cuter even though it still has the cat theme. It might have been nice if her outfit was a cuter play on Kyoko's outfit considering her wish. I think her weapon works though

Sasa..! My secret fave! I love a girl with a clown/jester theme! I adore her hat and jacket as well as the reoccurring motif on her gloves and boots but I could do without the super short dress and thigh socks. Maybe a dress with a spiked hem to interweave with her jacket and maybe tights with a diamond motif to go with her buttons

Komaki's outfit isn't too special to me but I think it works. The colours are okay and there's good reoccurring patterns. Like usual, could do without the thigh highs. Her weapon suits her personality too

Not a fan of Lina's outfit but I think it works. It has a nice theme and I think all the colours work well together to fit with it. Maybe the skirt doesn't work so well since she has a lot of straight lines in her design then there's this round and puffy skirt. Maybe trousers would've worked better or a straight pleated skirt. Her outfit doesn't really fit her wish (though it's hard to link an outfit to it anyway) but it fits her leadership role.

Ah, Mio... we've finally got a stupid outfit XD what. Are. Those. Bottoms? Skirt trousers? I think the puffy trousers suit her best. Her outfit is just all over the place. I like the cape and top but I think all the special parts happen in her chest and the rest feels empty. Perhaps bell sleeves would work with her trousers. I always found her hair clip weird too. Perhaps two or some kind of hat to spruce up her head.

Miyako is another of my favourites <3 her outfit is very cute but considering she uses dolls to attack, it just isn't enough. Give me porcelain German doll realness. More bows, more lace, more frills! I think it'd look better if her hood was down too with a cute hat or head piece.

Mai's outfit is just a little boring to me. It doesn't suit her stern personality but it doesn't really help that we know very little about her... I don't think her hair bow and skirt suit her and her asymmetrical sleeves are weird. I think it would've worked better if one was more of a different style. Perhaps more of a knightly/warrior theme would've suited her more since she's one to follow orders

I love Koito but her outfit is surely something... It's um... a bit weird... I like the feathers but I feel like they weren't utilised very well. Her hat is just ugly and her dress is frumpy and shapeless... I think she's one that needs a complete redesign

Yes, we're doing the minor girls!

I'm guessing Futaba's death outfit is her magi outfit. Cute and has a good flower motif but a bit basic. Don't like her asymmetrical socks/shoes, just seem silly and a bit off compared to the rest of her outfit

Chihana's outfit is fun and quite suits her. The colours are appealling too. My only gripe may be that her headdress is a little weird

YES we're doing the witch magi!

Cecil's magi is very cute and works rather well with her witch. Maybe she should have bunches like Cecil...

Stacy's magi isn't my fave, she doesn't seem to have a very noticeable theme. Stacy seems to have a sewing theme but her magi has a more scholarly appearance. No apparent link to cats either.. But the uniform feel is kinda cute. Nice to have a magi with glasses though!

Virginia's magi is cute but we don't see her whole outfit... I like the shapes and it all seems balanced well (also I think I'm soft for her cause she looks like Elly...)

#Ask #oriko magica

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ludoka · 2 years

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Pokemon Masters has given me so many mental images.

Like one where Skyla, Drake, and Ingo are having coffee at a coffee shop while talking about transportation. (from a morning in which I met the three of them and they talked to me about planes, ships and trains respectively)

Roxie, Piers and Emmet putting on an involuntary mini-concert in the middle of the square. (Not at all influenced by a full afternoon listening to songs by Yuma Uchida, GRANRODEO and Brianna Knickerbocker. Not at all)

Burgh and Mina with paint up to their hair as they throw paint-filled water balloons at a wall. Because there is nothing more fun than getting dirty while painting.

Nessa, Elesa and Sonia playing with extravagant and even ridiculous clothes that Valerie has hanging around. And even giving ideas of new SS designs.

Or that super silly image of Hilbert asking Hilda if she can walk around in the high heels she was given along with that uncomfortable pink dress. And she just lifts her skirt to show she's got steel-toed combat boots that definitely don't match that dress.

Those and a lot of other images. I really love the images that game gives me 💖

#pokemas #Pokemon Masters #pokemon masters ex

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pangtasias-atelier · 3 years

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A Reborn World’s Anomaly

Well, my first fic after a long ass break is for a character that literally no one knows. So blame @mimisgarbage for sharing my love in this dumb whore. Also, I can never just write about fat Yuma, gotta mention the fucked up ending cause I am still emotionally scarred and hurting from that shit

“Those idiots really did it,” Nagamimi glances down at her newfound arms. Her entire body newfound, she barely marvels in her appearance. No longer in the form of a stitched doll somewhat resemblant of a rabbit, her form is now that of a person. Her black attire the same as ever, the sleeves of her rich black outfit engulfs the entire length of her arm, barely stopping at her wrists. Attached to both sleeves is a single white ruffle that nearly engulfes her hands much like her arms. The rest of the outfit is a short skirt that is much less concealing. Ending a tad bit above midway above her knees, the extra ruffling added at the bottom gives a bit more fabric to cover her up alongside her black leggings and black pumps. A rich lilac vest sits atop her outfit with a darker purple cravat right above said vest. Her dragging bunny ears are replaced with blonde hair, two flowing braids of hair parting it down the back with one being far longer so as to reach down to her knees.

“Nagamimi!” A shrill shout sounds as Mio runs towards Nagamimi. Not quite sure as to how she knows Nagamimi or where she even came from, the innate trust she has in her and Unit 13 has in her eases Mio’s already minimal concerns. Mio no longer as sickly frail, she runs with reckless abandon despite her black boots, her long yellow-green hair flows behind her freely. Her short white top rustles from the movement but her black shorts thankfully covers her up. Unwilling to fully stop, she nearly rams into Nagamimi through forcefully grabbing her arm with glee. ‘What are you doing out here?”

“What’d I say about grabbing me like that?” Nagamimi raises her voice yet she makes no effort in putting up the slightest amount of resistance. “I was just saying an extra goodbye is all,” Nagamimi’s eyes never once taken off from the horizon she stares at the increasingly diminishing figure.

“They already said goodbye. The rest of Unit 13 is still celebrating! And Julietta but he celebrates for everything,” Mio tugs at Nagamimi’s arm.

“Yeah,” Nagamimi continues to stare; the tension in her jaws remain. Her mind races. The thoughts jumbled, sudden, instantaneous moments churn throughout her conscious. Flashes of the world destroyed. Flashes of everyone but a select few killed, those near the stage of a dragon spared. Flashes of Unit 13 destroying VFD and with it, a world free of dragons. And yet, Unit 13’s leader’s sudden call had raised questions. Questions only for Nagamimi as the rest of Unit 13 had been purposefully left out of the loop by their leader. With the near teary state their leader had been from such an unexpected call, Nagamimi had no choice to leave it alone. With only her and Unit 13 knowing the truth of their remade world, there simply had been no opportunity to speak about the contradiction of Yuma existing. A man-made human created for the sole purpose of destroying dragons only to instead willingly turn himself into one, his entire existence is contradictory.

And yet, Unit 13’s leader was willingly overlooking such a strange anomaly. Yuma slain by their own hands, Yuma had refused to back down despite the two’s relationship. The deep burning shame and regret haunting them afterwards, the image of Yuma dying in their arms from the wounds they themself inflicted, properly analyzing the situation was simply out of the question for them.

“What’s wrong?” Mio staring at Nagamimi’s face, she glances between her face and the place where Unit 13’s leader once was, their entire silhouette now gone.

Nagamimi deeply sighs. Her entire frame puffing up with air only to expel it still feels too insufficient of a sigh. “I just don’t want to go back to where everyone is. They’re so loud,” Grumbling herself so as to sell the lie, she immediately gives herself away with her smirk.

“You’re a terrible liar!” Mio pouts as she drags Nagamimi back inside.

“I hope everything works out for those two this time,” She earnestly wishes under her breath before she follows Mio’s efforts to get her to rejoin the festivities.

Stepping off the usually packed trains of Tokyo, Unit 13’s leader deftly weaves through the hustle and bustle of packed foot traffic. This new world exactly the same – minus the disappearance of dragons – as their old, destroyed world, the address Yuma had given them is easy to get to. A quick search revealing apartment complexes, Yuma no longer living at ISDF with dragons ceasing to exist, he had eagerly expressed wishing to see them. The shock of Yuma somehow being alive still refuses to wear off, so they hurry through the crowd despite the angry complaints tossed their way from their rushed state.

Eventually reaching the address Yuma sent them, their prepared mental state or rushing up a litany of stairs is still high on adrenaline even when they find Yuma’s apartment to be on the ground floor. Fishing their phone out of their pocket, they double and triple check the address before placing it back. They clear their throat. Their fist shaking, their lungs refuse to cooperate with them as they hold their breath back upon knocking twice. The instant a second passes without a response, their chest seems to well up with water as the sudden inability to breath sinks in.

“It’s open!” A shout responding to their dread and panic, the prickly moist tears that threatened to protrude begin to recede. They almost slam the door open upon their rushed entrance. “I’m in the kitchen,” The soft yet smug tantalizing voice of Yuma’s penetrates their ears and sinks into their very flesh. Their legs continue on moving towards the captivating voice. They stop upon the sight that awaits them.

The kitchen in a somewhat state of disarray, Yuma is at the epicenter of it all. His engorged figure makes it hard for him not to be, Yuma’s hefty body taking up a large swath of the kitchen area. Surrounded by cats, Yuma’s obese body seems even somewhat laughable with the tiny pets clinging to him.

No longer possessing the fit musculature for a body designed with the singular intent of killing, Yuma’s figure is instead comparable with a body designed solely to eat. Where once there was a defined outline of abs shown only in more personal, intimate moments from their dates, Yuma’s heaping gut lurches forward into a massive overhang. Tucked in neatly and safely behind the comfort of his turtleneck, the fabric surprisingly doesn’t fight back its owner’s corpulent body; instead, it conforms to Yuma’s soft curves making up the doughy mass of his gut. His overhang reaching down a bit above his knees, the end up Yuma’s gut ends in a notably defined bell shape, the curve of his stomach curving ever so slightly inwards below his navel. His stomach mercilessly pulled down by gravity due to its sheer weight, the mass of lard rests comfortably on his thighs. The inner rivulets of fat making up his thighs are hidden behind his tank of a gut. However, the sides of his thighs jut out from so much fat crammed into his figure. The edges of his thighs peeking out from behind his gut offer a sense of their own immense girth, the inner mystery of his thighs filled in by the width of his overhang. Each thigh wider than a person, and with extra width to spare for a second, the two tree trunk thighs fill the fabric of Yuma’s pants. His pants perfectly tailored to fit him just like his turtleneck, the legs of them taper to fit his body, the entire canvas of sagging puffed out fat making up his legs visible. Rolls marcating the edges of where his ass and legs meet, Yuma’s ass juts out behind him, a slight fall to them as well from its own weight like Yuma’s stomach. A cat clings onto the fabric of his pants; its nails digging into the thick fabric as it hangs off the side of Yuma’s thigh.

Yuma’s legs slowly shift in clear, deliberate motions. Moving obviously a challenge with so much girth in the way, his pendulous gut sways from the movement. It slaps against his thighs. Turning to face towards Unit 13’s leader, he lets out a sigh – half from spotting his partner and half from exhaustion. “You’re finally here,” His face is puffed out from the extra bits of flab piled onto his cheeks and chin. No longer so angular, it’s instead rounded out to give a more soft and welcoming aura, The apron attached to him offers an even more welcoming aura, the width of it only covering half the width of his expansive gut. Even his breasts splay out the sides of the apron. Both heavy tits rest comfortably on the shelf of his gut, each sploying out somewhat to the sides. The apron lacking a knot, it instead has a collar to fit around his doughy neck. Two cats vye for Yuma’s attention, one on each soft shoulder. Yuma’s doughy looking arms rest comfortably on his plump love handles. Too much effort to hold up the two burdened arms despite each only holding a bowl of cat food, his fat bunches together.

“Yeah,” Unit 13’s leader is at a shock – partly from Yuma’s mere existence yet mostly from his newfound weight. “I made it,” Releasing a radiant smile as the edges of their lips upturn, their feet glide along the floor as they step forward with zero hesitation. Their fingers gingerly wrap around both bowls in Yuma’s hands. The cats meow at them as they walk back. The cats circling their feet, they take great care in placing the bowls down, yet they do so quickly before the cats can prematurely grab them while still in their hands. The cats content with their food, Unit 13’s leader saunters back to Yone. They press a hand on Yuma’s stomach, their fingers sinking ever so slightly into the warm mass of fat. “Sorry about the wait, big guy,” Immediately accustomed to Yuma’s strange reappearance and even stranger figure, they loop an arm around Yuma’s, the warm pile of pudge encases their arm on all sides.

Yuma lets out a small huff of breath before shaking his head at the nickname; his near shoulder length gray-brown hair swishes from the motion, bits of his green eyes momentarily hidden behind his hair. “I guess I’ll never get you to stop calling me that,” A twinkle in Yuma’s eye, he follows their steps as they slowly lead the way.

“It’s hard to not call you what you are,” They give a couple affectionate pats against Yuma’s wobbling stomach. Leading Yuma out of the kitchen, they make their way past their cats that are preoccupied with eating. “Plus, you seem to get a kick out of it too,”

“Oh, I get a kick?” Yuma counters. His personality much the same, he continues his rebuttal. “I’m not the one insistent on using such a nickname, am I?” His fatigue starting to get to him, he huffs afterwards.

“We’re almost there, big guy,” They ignore his rhetorical question and instead lead Yuma further back into the living room. Yuma merely rolls his eyes with a scoff thrown in for good measure.

Upon reaching the couch, they reluctantly remove themselves from Yuma. A wide permanent indent marking his spot, Yuma gratefully lowers himself down on it with only minimal creaking from the loveseat. His bulk finally resting, his fat bunches up together. His thighs take up nearly the entire expanse of the loveseat. His gut rests on the wide pedestal that is his thighs. “Make yourself comfortable,” Yuma challenges.

Without a pause, Unit 13’s leader sits in the tiny crevice left available between Yuma’s fat and the armrest. However, they lift up Yuma’s gut, the mass of fat barely lifting up despite their best efforts. Shifting around, they place their back on the armrest as they sit on Yuma’s lap. Most of their body smothered under Yuma’s gut, they let go of his stomach with a grin. “Got the best seat in the house. Even comes with a personal heater,” They rub Yuma’s gut with their right hand; their hand goes in slow counter-clockwise motions.

“Glad to be of service,” Yuma suddenly blushes as his stomach growls.

“Now it’s my turn to be of service,” Opening up their phone, they start ordering food without waiting for any input on Yuma’s end. Tapping and scrolling away, they smile as Yuma simply starts searching for something to watch.

Deciding to simply take this newfound world without question, they let out a contented sigh as they place their food order, ready to enjoy their first date with Yuma in this world.

#My writing #ssbhm #maleweightgain #male weight gain #fat!Yuma #fat fiction

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voids-voyager · 5 years

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Arc V Month Day 5 - Favorite character design/outfit?

TIME FOR DESIGN/OUTFIT TALK!!! MY FAVOURITE

I don’t have a favourite exactly, I’m just gonna list some characters and talk about stuff I like about their designs, so cut for length.

I will say that something I really love about Arc V’s character design, is that you can tell what dimension a character is from by looking at their design. Sora is a very interesting example of this, as his modified uniform could def fit in at Standard, while also looking just a little out of place, but it fits in just as well when you find out he’s from Academia. Just stuff like that, I adore to bits.

ADDED EDIT: Forgot to mention a thing about the yuboys colour schemes, it’s added now! It’s a neat one

Ramble continues underneath

Let’s start with the boys!

Yuya: Yugioh protags fascinate me with how they’re able to have hair colour combinations that shouldn’t work yet somehow does, and Yuya definitely fits that bill. His giant ahoge is such a charm point for me to boot. His goggles surprised me with how they’re both a signature part of his design, while also having character meaning to him, hiding behind them when he’s sad, but also putting them on when it’s time to get serious. His baggy pants and the simple t-shirt create a very simple sillhouette that gets elevated with his eyecatching white jacket. His little black collar is a part I often forget he has but gives him him kind of an edge as well imo.

Yuto: I don’t have a whole lot to say about this edgy boy, but a part I do like is how his outfit looks like a ragged school uniform with a cape thrown over it. His shirt resembles the Zexal school uniform, just in a darker colour, which is a very nice touch. His cape being red on the inside gives it a nice dramatic flash as well.

Yugo: Ok so like, first thing I love alot about Yugo’s design, is that it’s mainly white. His main colour is for the most part white, and for his character type(stubborn, heated, energetic), it’s unusual to see, white as a theme colour is usually reserved for serene or loving characters, or ones that can be portrayed as ‘too good for the world they live in’. Which, can kind of fit, since he lives in the Commons but usually doesn’t act like he lives in such a hellhole. Though overall I just like how sleek his design looks, the pattern on his front look so good and I love his jacket.

Yuri: Oh Yuri, how many layers does one boy need? It’s certainly dramatic with two capes. A detail I really like is that the jacket he’s wearing over his shoulders could very well be his Academia jacket, and how it’s definitely there, but doesn’t stand out very much or is that well-defined could represent his uncaring feelings towards Academia itself(or I’m just reaching, but hey anyone does). I do like how he and Yuya both have a jacket over their shoulders, but they look very different

A last note I wanna talk about with the boys… I really love how their colour schemes are more or less opposites of the protagonist of the series their dimension is based on. Yugi’s school jacket was a dark blue and he usually wore punkish and dark clothes while Yuya wears colour and his jacket is white. Yuri has pink and purple hair and wears more colour and his red jacket almost like an afterthought, while Judai was very rarely seen without his, has the most normal hair colour of all protags and has very casual clothes. Yuto has such dark colours compared to Yuma, and while Yuma had no cape or cloak, Yuto has the longest one out of all the yuboys. Yugo’s outfit is almost wholly white with some red(and the blue and yellow parts on his suit), while Yusei wears mostly dark blue, it’s a big contrast! And I honestly love it, it’s so neat to me.

EDIT: I forgot to mention how the boys main colours are based on the card borders colour of the summoning method their dimension is based! Yuya’s orange shirt stands out alot, fitting with how normal cards look, but then the star on his goggle lens and his pendulum being light blue for pendulum summoning is so neat! XYZ cards are black, Synchro cards are white and Fusion cards are purple. It’s just, such a great detail that I love to bits.

That’s not even getting into how their personalities are almost opposite of them as well, but going into that would take too long so let’s move on to...

The Bracelet Girls!

Can I get a “HELL YEAH” for girls in pants?? Or shorts, it’s not skirts or obnoxious short-shorts. First note I’m not gonna talk about Yuzu(cause i find all her outfits to be ranging from eh to terrible) but know I love her little musical note pin she has on the collar of her uniform, and her shoes are very cute.

Serena: Honestly I love how her outfit change is different, but still similar. She’s thrown away her Academia uniform and their ideals, but not herself and her own ideals and her outfit kinda reflects this. I love her ponytail and big ass ribbon that, thank the gods, isn’t in a traditional ribbon shape, it’s like she’s making herself seem bigger to look threatening xD

Ruri: She! Looks! Like! She! Has! Been! In! A! Warzone!! Like she should, cause she literally has, and been living in one! Her wearing actual pants is great, even if they look a bit much like thights, but I’ll take what I can get. And I love her boots and jacket, they’re tough-looking and it mixes well with her long, elegant-looking hair. Her earrings and hairclip have been talked about before, but as she’s still holding on to them and wearing them, they’re obviously important to her, and fits in with her deck.

Rin: First off, I adore her hair. That green colour and how messy and curly it is? Love it, it’s the best, and how it’s short. It honestly gives me witch vibes, which fits in with her deck. Her riding suit’s colours honestly kinda clash a little in a bad way to me? But I still love the design for it, and how she has gloves in her back pocket. It’s just a cool design all around, and her little earrings and choker are simple, but also fits in with her windwitches and her style in general.

Also, a note i really like about them, they’ve all got these little antennae like things in their hair, a different shade to their hair major hair colour, all at the same location, and i’ve liked that detail alot since i first noticed it.

Plus, I adore how they have proper ygo spikes. Girls in this franchise so often get stuck with more normal hairstyles and not very spiky ones, but they’ve got fun spikes and curls and I’m so happy about it.

And now, for some miscellaneous ramblings:

Can I proclaim my love for how Gongenzaka’s outfit looks alot like an ouendan uniform? A type of male cheerleading? The later significance of his sash is really sweet, and I love how hit sandals make noise as he walks, and his design just fits in really well with his ‘steadfast dueling’ style. You really believe he can win a duel without budging an inch.

The Tyler sisters designs are just A+ stuff. You’d guess they’d be here since they have PANTS. And they look so cool, and they look like they could really be related. Their designs are just really cool and pleasant to look at.

I actually really like Zarc’s human design, even if the cowboy pants are a bit silly. He looks like he’s clad to cushion or protect what he can of his body during action duels. The thick gloves would be good for hanging onto ledges or his monsters without overly damaging his hands, that he needs to play his cards. His hair being white with green stripes is really nice too, and with his big dragon form being black, it kinda shows a change in character.(or i’m overthinking it again) His hair locks with the stripes looking like the dragons head is also just a really good touch.

Ray’s outfit is kind of futuristic, and you kinda get the vibe she would be a turbo duelist? Especially with the glasses she’s seen wearing once in a flashback, and that you can get that even without her wearing a riding suit or it being stated is so cool. Also the fact that she looks like a proper grown woman even with twintails is really nice. Her little weird fringe is neat too, I like it.

Special shoutout to: Shun’s coat for the dramatic effect it gives him constantly. Tsukikage’s ninja outfit for not looking like a typical ninja outfit and being more cool but still telling us ‘he’s a ninja’. Shingo’s black button-up under his uniform jacket that looks classy and thus can clash accordingly with his silly personality. The LDS trio for looking distinct and also fitting in with their personality, Hokuto’s headpiece with stars tells a lot about his haughty personality, Yaiba’s more rough outift fits his wild personality and Masumi, while simple, can tell alot, her holster for her duel disk is one part I really like. Also, they all have a colour that matches up with the summoning method they use. The updated Academia uniforms. While still resembling the original ones in GX, looks much more like an army uniform. Reiji’s scarf and it’s crazy antics. But also for matching with his glasses, both being red in colour and giving his design a splash of colour.

#arcvanniversary #goddamn this got so long #i just really love talking about character designs and outfits #outfits especially #yugioh arc v

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The Girl I’m Running From Now--Chapter 1

PRESENT DAY

Sunlight filtered through thin curtains hitting me directly on the face. I furrow my eyebrows as I try to gain my barrings. Slowly, I open my eyes and stare up at the white ceiling. I glance around the room and see that I’m in an unknown room. Finally, I’m fully awake and start to feel groggy and taste of remains of whiskey on my breath. As I try to get up, a strong hand holds tight onto my waist. I look over to see who’s bed I’m in. My eyes widen and my stomach begins to roll like a washing machine, ready to empty its contents at any moment, as my mind processes the nude form on top of me.

In the bed with me is a beautiful brunette. Her pale skin is warm to the touch and her face, usually hard and serious, is now soft and peaceful.

The sight only makes my head spin further.

Alex Danvers. I’m in bed with Alex Danvers. The sister of the woman I love.

I am screwed.

I carefully remove the woman’s arm from around me and adjust the pillow I was lying on so she could hug to her body. I quickly look around the room for my clothes and find almost all of my outfit from last night, except for the ankle boots I was wearing. I quietly make my way out of the bedroom and to the living room. In a matter of minutes, I grab and put on my boots, making sure to pull on my leather jacket and pull my phone out of my pocket. I run out of the apartment, making sure the door does not slam behind me and make my way outside the building.

I breathe deeply in an attempt to calm myself down, before calling for an Uber. I tap my right foot urgently as I wait the five minutes for the driver to arrive. The driver arrives on time and I practically throw myself into the back seat, locking the door for good measure. The man doesn't say a word, thankfully, and drives me to my apartment. The drive I quick and silent, a perfect atmosphere to allow me to further wallow in my guilt and disgust at my actions. The second we reach the apartment, I thank the man and run out and into my building. The stairs move quickly under my feet as I run up to my apartment.

I yank out my key and open my door with a loud bang. I begin to panic further as the sound of Kara’s ringtone fills the air. I shake my head, willing for her to stop calling. She blesses me by leaving me a voice message. I pull out the phone and ignore the icon. I quickly call my landlord an let him know I will be leaving later today. He covers his surprise by saying he would be keeping the deposit. I agree and tell him I’ll be leaving him the keys on the kitchen island before abruptly hanging up.

I take a moment to pull out an iced coffee I had been saving in the back of my fridge and chug it down. As I drank I came to the conclusion that I had to leave much earlier then I had planned. I was waiting to leave after the wedding but now I knew I had to make a move, quickly. I toss the glass bottle in the recycling and quickly make up my mind on where to go.

I take a few minutes to look through my phone and find the email about a job in Colorado I had received earlier in the week. I quickly email the employer back and look for apartments for rent near the school. After sending an email to a few landlords about some open places, I grab the keys to my Jeep Wrangler and lock up before running back down and into my car. It only takes a few minutes until I make it to my destination. I pull up quickly and park near the entrance. Not missing a beat, I lock up the Jeep and head inside.

An older man, around forty, looks up from the desk he is behind and smiles kindly at me. My serious look must have startled him as he careful speaks up once I’m in front of him.

“How can I help you?”

“I need a trailer. Big enough to store the furniture and boxes for a one bedroom apartment. I need it today,” I explain.

The man stares at me for a moment then turns to the computer. I tap my foot, waiting for him to finish. He turns back to me, a long slip of paper in his right hand.

“This is the lease. You have four days to bring it back. The price depends on where you will be dropping it off,”

“Colorado,” I cut him off, “Durango, Colorado. Also, I’d like twenty moving boxes, large in size, and if you can direct me to someone who can pack up my belongings.”

The man proceeds to stare at me for another beat then turns back to the computer. Fifteen minutes later, I have a slip of paper in my hand and a trailer hitched onto my Jeep. I quickly make my way back to the apartment, having dialed the number the store’s attendant had given me on the way there, ready to wait for the four men that would help put in the furniture inside the trailer. The whole moving process finishes right as the clock strikes 2oclock with the help of the men, all the boxes I had packed up were also placed into the trailer along with my furniture.

I look around the apartment, satisfied that there is nothing inside and make my way down the stairs and into my Jeep. I breathe a sigh of relief as I tun the keys and the motor comes to life with a loud purr. I wait a moment for the oil to circulate in the vehicle before pulling out of the spot and out of the building’s parking. Just as I stop at the traffic light next to the building I make out a grey Hybrid turn on the street. My eyes widen in fear and I quickly maneuver my way out of the street and onto a side road. My foot presses har on the gas as the house past by me, trying to escape from being seen by the owner of the Hybrid.

I make my way out of that part of the neighborhood and I make my way into the parking lot of a Walmart. Making sure I find a spot easily able to move out of, I park and turn off the engine. My breathing heaves heavily as I try to grasp my bearings. My breathing finally calms and I can feel the Jeep’s cabin slowly become cool from the outside temperature. Just as I’m getting ready to leave the Jeep and make a quick journey into the store, my phone starts ringing. On the screen of my phone is Kara’s face, bright and happy as always. I just watch it ring for a few minutes until the call is forwarded to voicemail. I carefully take the phone and lock it inside the Jeep’s passenger compartment.

The trip through Walmart is quick and through. I pull out dozens of packets of sunflower seeds, chips, sodas, energy drinks, and basically any junk food that would keep me awake on my trip. It takes another few minutes to pay for my bounty and reach my Jeep. I can hear the phone ringing again as I pull out of the parking lot. I shake my head, refusing to answer and make my way out of the city. It takes forty-five minutes to leave the city and another hour to leave the state. My breathing had quickened when I saw the sign that said ‘Leaving Midvale, California’ and finally steadied when seeing the ‘Entering San Diego, California’ sign approaching fast next to the road. The phone keeps ringing after each hour on the road as if keeping track of how far away I was getting. It was getting so aggravating that I turned the phone on to ‘Airplain Mode.’

I finally made it to Yuma, Arizona after five hours. Checking on the dashboard I notice I only had half the tank full, so I pull over to a gas station and fill up the tank. I’m quickly on the road again after a quick trip to the woman’s room. I finally felt free from the suffocating air that had surrounded me this morning.

Had suffocated me from the first time I met her.

The first time I met Kara.

The first time I knew my life no longer was my own.

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MIDVALE, CALIFORNIA

7 YEARS AGO

My father’s business, Luthor Corp, had exploded with wealth and over time Lex had decided to follow in his footsteps. It began a competition between us, Lex and I. I had lost the war and the love for STEM quickly after Aunt Mercy had announced Lex the winner and I the loser. It was obvious she decided to take mother’s side in placing Lex on a pedestal and me lonely lovechild that would only bring shame to the Luthor family name. I had gotten into a verbal fight with my mother directly after that, effectively sending me to live with my cousin Sam and Aunt Patricia in Midvale to prevent me from causing another scene with her.

I was taken out of my previous school, a boarding school in Scotland, and sent into public school. I truly hoped Midvale High School would be the first and last public school I would attend. The school was nice in appearance, its only fault was that it was infested with teenage hormones and idiocity, a thing I had escaped by being sent to a school of rich kids. My only saving grace was Sam, who was my own age and would share classes with me from time to time.

I had gotten through my first week of school, only to be told that we would have to take practice state tests at the end of the week and into the next. By that first Friday of school, I was done with public school. The students were annoyingly stupid, rude, filled with gossip and overall overgrown puppies that could not take any direction whatsoever. I remember my feet dragging as I walked into the test room, a room used of upperclassmen English AP and Dual Credit classes. The smell of well-read books hung in the air and relaxed me as I took my designated seat. I sat there waiting for the last few minutes before the bell rang for us to start the day. My mind ultimate started ranting about the tests, my finger running over the book I had in my hands.

State tests. They have no point really. The only point was to make up a paper trail to the government that the state was doing their job in giving an education to the masses. It was silly really, especially since it did no go to the actual impact of our culture. All it did was to create a system of creating mindless humans that could dictate all fifty states in one song!

My mind continued to rant and seethe in anger and annoyance when chatter from outside made its way inside the room. I rolled my eyes.

Noise! Do they always have to make a scene? Do they not know that they look ridiculous shouting halfway across the hallway?

I slowly turn my head to the door at the end of the room and watch as a boy with spiky hair and pale skin laughing loudly with another boy, this one obviously Asian had fair skin and short curly hair. They both stopped at the entrance and turn around.

"Come on Kara,” the Asin boy shouted exasperated, “We gotta start soon!”

My right eye twitches with annoyance as the other boy shout for this Kara person to hurry up. I shake my head and decide to turn back to my book when a figure makes its way into the entrance behind the two boys.

What?

My breath catches as a girl carrying a book in her hands stops next to the two boys.

Time stops.

I can’t breathe.

My heart for some reason skips a beat then hurridly runs forward in a sprint.

I can feel my face warm up all the way down to my neck and to the tops of my ears.

My eyes move on their own as they look over the teenager. The girl is tall, about half a foot taller than me. Her soft face has a shy expression as if embarrassed by the actions of her friends shouting. Her glasses frame her face perfectly, lining up just below her soft eyebrows. He hair flows in soft curls over her shoulders, a lovely shade of honey in color. She looks small in the large grey sweatshirt she is in, the oversized bellbottom jeans helped as well. On her feet were a pair of vans, no longer white as there were now scribbles and doodles drawn onto the surface.

I try to hold a gasp as her dazing blue eyes somehow catch my stare. She stares back at me for a few seconds until my mind catches onto my rational actions and I quickly turn back around to the front of the room, pretending the beautiful girl doesn’t exist.

I can hear them move to their seat. For some reason, a voice inside of me pleads that she be placed in a seat in front of me. My silent prayer is answered when she takes a seat three seats in front and a row to the right of me. A small smile makes it’s way on my face as I see her fumble through her book, looking for a pencil she brought. The bell rings and we all get ready to be given the testing packets, my eyes glancing every few minutes to the blonde.

The day goes on, the tests are passed, and I finish within two hours. Usually, I could finish the whole sixty question tests in one hour, but my continued staring at the girl make makes my mind go blank for a moment before I quickly gather my thoughts and go on the next ten questions or so only to restart the process all over again. Long after I turned in my test, to the annoyance of all students in the room as I was the first to finish, I would read my book and look up to the girl again. A vicious circle that continued well into the day and finally ended when lunch finished and anyone was allowed to leave.

The following two days passed by just the same. She would enter the room, and my mind would no longer belong to me. She would glance over at me a few times from her seat. My heart soar when she did, as she would give me a soft smile and I, in a panic, would look away with a furious blush on my cheeks.

It's a pain to have my conscious leave me due to this girl during those three days.

It was annoying.

It was not me.

It was exhilarating.

It was the first time I had ever felt my heart pound with want and need.

It's my first love.

And all I knew was her first name.

Kara.

The girl that took my breathe away with just one glance.

The girl that ultimately would take my heart and never return it.

The girl I’m running from now.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17432783/chapters/41041712

#Supergirl #SuperCorp #Fanfiction #Lena Luthor #Kara Danvers #Glee #Marley Rose

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