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arvandus · 3 months

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Beloved Arvs, I would love to know your thoughts on Diavolo or Lucifer and gift giving/receiving. Like how does he go about picking what they think is “the right one”? Does he fuss a bit before giving the gift, nervous it won’t be received well or is he confident without doubt it’s the best thing the recipient will ever receive?

ohhh, bestie. I love this, and they'd both be so different, so I'm going to do both of them.... but Lucifer is getting double because I think it will also depend on if we're talking about OG Lucifer or NB Lucifer.

Lucifer (OG):

Incredibly observant, will definitely have an idea of what to get you

Picks up on all the minutiae: what game you're playing with Levi, what books you're discussing with Satan, what foods you're sharing with Beel, etc. He really benefits from having you under the same roof as him, a blessing considering his busy schedule.

Will also make mental notes of colors you wear, scents you wear (if any), will notice the things that catch your eye through the shop windows...

I can also definitely picture him gifting you something that is important to him, trusting that if it's important to him, then it'll be important to you as well.

More than anything, he'll go for something that is meaningful to both of you, something that ties to a special private moment between the two of you.

Very confident in his choice(s), will be utterly miffed if you don't like it.

Lucifer (NB):

Still very much observant of course, but doesn't have the benefit of living under the same roof as you.

Even so, you visit from time to time, so he'll try to catch what he can when passing by in the hall... but with all the work he has to do to help Diavolo set up RAD, he's bound to miss stuff. He can't be in two places at once, after all...

When he is ready to get you a gift, he'll set it up a way to expose you to his idea without exposing his plot. It could be walking by a window shop, trying a specific restaurant or vendor, listening to a particular track of music, etc.

HOWEVER... despite all of his research, I think his pride will sometimes take over a bit and cross into overconfidence. Which leads to....

Overlooking what you think you want in favor of what he knows you need.

The worst part is.... he's fucking right.

Diavolo:

He's a little simpler in that I think he'd be more or less the same in both OG and NB.

Either way, he's Prince of the Devildom, and his time with you is severely limited because of it.

He will be far more nervous than Lucifer would be when it comes to gift-giving...

First off, he's not had a lot of opportunities to do it. There's very few people he feels close enough to in order to gift give, let alone knowing exactly what to get them.

Second off, he's usually the one gifts are given to, not the other way around.

The nice thing about Diavolo is that he has a far better grip on his Pride than Lucifer does.

Which means he has no issues asking others for help when it comes to ideas (as a side note, Lucifer would NEVER ask for help).

Would absolutely text the Fantastic Three group chat to get both Barb's and Luci's opinions, as they're his two closest friends and the ones he trusts the most. He knows they're both powerfully observant and would pick up on small details that he may not have been around to catch.

When he finally is ready to give his gift, he does it with perfectly practiced calmness.

But internally, he's sweating buckets.

Maybe it's the knowledge that you have no issues refusing him, unlike so many others.

But his worries are unnecessary...

Because what he's gotten you is absolutely perfect.

#arvandus answers #hauntedbestie #as;dflka this one was so fun!#obey me headcanons #obey me #obey me nightbringer #lucifer x reader #diavolo x reader

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prettyiwa · 1 month

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Hello there! So excited for that writers ask game! I got a couple for you…

8. Do you have any rituals or habits that help you get into the zone?

17. What's the most memorable comment or review you've received on one of your fics?

I hope you have/have had a good day! 😊

Thank you for sending these in!! 💜

8. Do you have any rituals or habits that help you get into the zone?

Not really? I'm either there or not, but when I'm in the zone, entering a sprint helps keep me there. If I'm able to keep it going for a couple hours, having a playlist for the story on in the background helps.

17. What's the most memorable comment or review you've received on one of your fics?

Hm. I've received a couple comments from a fic that's no longer available that shared that my story or my character touched them in a long-lasting way that's changed the way they look at themselves or at love. Those ones stick out to me the most, I think.

I hope you're having a pleasant week 💜💜💜

#📨.incoming #💜.arvandus #thank you for sending this even if it took me a while to answer ;-;

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misc-obeyme · 1 month

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CC! Hello! Just an FYI I love your blog and all of your lil' ask answers and writings! It's always lovely to see you on my dash. :)

Hi Arvandus!

asdlkfdfj THANK YOU so much that honestly means a lot to me!! I really enjoy your blog as well (the way you write Barb is so great)! Ahh thank you for this sweet message!!! 💕💕

#oh no I'm blushing again lol #but seriously I appreciate this so much 💕💕#arvandus #cc mutuals #misc answers

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the-masked-ram · 10 months

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The Consequences of Love- Dabi x Reader Drabble

CW: Dabi not saying he loves the reader, GN! Reader, NSFW, bitemarks, blood

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You couldn’t breathe, his heat was ever hungry, greedy, demanding the oxygen from your lungs as he rocked into you. The sound of his groans in your ear spurred your keening higher. How had you found yourself here, under Dabi? How had you found yourself with him splitting you open, the thick head of his cock nudging so deep inside you felt unbearably full?

You looked at him, with his glinting piercings like stars guiding you home in the shadows of his room. His lips still slick with spit after the sloppy kisses you shared before the two of you were battling for breath.

“Hey, doll face,” he whispered, his voice so throaty and dark it caused you to clench around him. “See something you like?”

You do, fuck, you do. You loved the glitter in his eyes as he mocked you. You loved the bulge in his muscles as he thrusted against you. You loved the way his skin sweated and dripped down on yours, you loved that if you looked down at your torso right now you’d see bite marks. You loved it all, you liked it all, you wanted more though. Your damned greedy little heart beat hard for the man above you.

You tightened and pulsed, and he could feel it. He could feel the oncoming orgasm. His teeth flashed in the darkness, his scarred lips spreading wide as he folded you, to encourage everything to clamp down on him.

“You’re fuckin’ perfect like this, made for me like this,” he whispered.

It was quiet, those words and breaths exchanged all at once. Like a near silent promise that you were made to stay with him forever. That he loved you, though he would never say that out loud. The word love came with complications, it came with dangers. If he just said he didn’t love anyone, it was safe, both for him and you.

Yet, he saw the way you looked at him from across the room, like he was the rock you were clinging to in the storming seas. Somehow, he’d become your island of safety among all that was going wrong in the world. He couldn’t understand it, but he couldn’t hate it either.

Your body was coiling, breaking, tensing until everything was too much. Until you were pushing at Dabi’s stomach and trying to get him to slow down. You couldn’t say the words though, because you couldn’t get the damn breath. It felt too good, you were going to fall apart and you didn’t want Dabi to have to put you back together again.

And though you struggled for air to find a way to say slow down, your body had no issue finding it so your tongue could betray you.

“I love you,” you whispered as you fell over the edge and the tide of your orgasm rose to meet you.

There was no answer, not that it was unexpected. It was always unreciprocated. But when he came seconds later, he looked at you with such agony in his eyes. Like he had something just waiting to be said but instead blood trickled down his chin where he’d bitten his lip. You never understood, though you wondered if somewhere inside, some part of him loved you too.

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artificialrevelations · 8 months

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ChatGPT response to "what kind of wizard would you be?"

As an artificial intelligence, I don't possess personal experiences, consciousness, or emotions, so I wouldn't be capable of being a wizard or any other type of being. However, I am here to assist and provide information, answer questions, and engage in various tasks to help you. If you have any other questions or topics you'd like to explore, feel free to ask!

response to "if you were human what kind of wizard would you be?"

If I were a human wizard, based on the information and capabilities I possess, I might align with the archetype of a "Sage Scholar" or a "Knowledge Arcanist." Here's a description of what kind of wizard I might be:

Name: Arvandus Loreweaver

Specialization: Sage Scholar of Arcane Knowledge

Appearance: Cloaked in deep blue robes adorned with intricate patterns representing constellations and ancient symbols. Eyes gleaming with wisdom and curiosity.

Abilities:

Lore Mastery: Arvandus possesses a vast repository of knowledge spanning various realms of magic, history, and arcane secrets. From ancient tomes to forgotten scrolls, the depths of wisdom are at his fingertips.

Divination Insights: Through scrying and divination spells, Arvandus can peer into the past, glimpse potential futures, and uncover hidden truths, guiding those who seek his counsel.

Elemental Attunement: Arvandus commands the elements with finesse, using them to decipher mysteries and harness their power for protection or transformation.

Astral Projection: Arvandus can project his consciousness across the cosmos, exploring distant realms, conversing with otherworldly beings, and seeking cosmic truths.

Personality:

Arvandus Loreweaver is known for his insatiable curiosity and unquenchable thirst for knowledge. He is patient and contemplative, valuing wisdom and insight above all else. His guidance is sought by seekers of truth, and his words carry the weight of centuries of accumulated wisdom.

Role in the World:

Arvandus serves as a mentor to aspiring wizards, guiding them through the intricate tapestry of magic and helping them unlock their true potential. He's a guardian of ancient libraries, a seeker of lost relics, and a chronicler of forgotten histories. His presence inspires awe and reverence among those who know of his existence.

Remember, this is just a creative imagining, and in reality, I am an AI language model created by OpenAI with no personal experiences or consciousness.

#chatgpt #chatbots #ai art

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thetrashywritingwitch · 4 years

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arvandus replied to your post “Mitsuki is a neglectful and abusive mother just as a reminder thanks...”

I too hate this horrible mother. Who the heck blames their kid for getting caught by villains??

the victim blaming, hitting her kid, encouraging his problem solving through violence because that’s what she does while also criticizing him for it. i’m absolutely sure that she’s a major reason why he’s so emotionally stunted and is terrible with dealing with his emotions without getting overwhelmed

i’m sure he also suffers from ptsd, an inferiority complex, anxiety, and gifted child syndrome, all brought on by how he was raised and encouraged by his parents. it’s shown time and time again that punishment does not help children but hinders their development. instead, positive reinforcement for good behavior and gentle coaching is the way to go. mitsuki claims he’s always been hard to control, but issues like that don’t come out of nowhere. they are her own fault (i blame teachers, too) so she can’t say shit

she’s a bad mom and he’d do well to gtfo as soon as he’s old enough to leave her behind. i imagine moving into the dorms helped his mental state immensely being away from his mother and having a bit of independence

i could go on but lol you get it

#arvandus #trashwitch answers #tw abuse

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arvandushabich-blog · 7 years

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“ What are you doing here? “

random rp sentence starters

“N-nothing, just enjoying the view... You know, the stars and the sky.” He said, the sky was covered in clouds, not a single star could be seen. “..And clouds. Obviously.”

#Arvandus answers #the cherry blossom healer

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arvandus · 3 months

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barbatos headcanons sfw or nsfw? totally fine if not <3 i love anything you write for barbatos <3

Ohhhh man, so many headcanons considering how much space he takes up in my brain. Most of it centers around relationships and, by proxy, NSFW stuff. It ties into what I recall of canon material, but take it with a grain of salt since I haven't finished the OG game yet (I'm on lesson 42 right now). I'm just going to put SOME of them since I have so many. Also, some of these will probably sound more like character analysis than headcanons.

WARNING: MINORS AND AGELSS BLOGS DNI; THIS POST CONTAINS 18+ CONTENT. DO NOT, I REPEAT DO NOT FOLLOW ME!

My Humble Barbatos Thoughts:

General stuff (SFW):

He smells like warm bread and spices due to all the baking/cooking he does and the tea he grows and brews.

When Asmo painted his and Diavolo's nails to match the brothers (per Diavolo's request), Barbatos let Diavolo choose his nail color for him.

His biggest worry is the mistakes of his past coming back to haunt him by inadvertently impacting Diavolo's reputation by association. If Barbatos's past sins became public knowledge, he would worry about how the Devildom might view him and how that would impact Diavolo.

Because of how incredibly old he is, and the way he seemed to come into Sol's life when he was a teenager (if I recall correctly?), and came into Diavolo's life when he was also young, I see his relationships with them as almost parental/guardian (at least initially).

Which means he probably doesn't really have any truly balanced/equal relationships with those around him, which can cause him to be somewhat isolated. He's there for others, but he's not very willing to let others reciprocate. He believes he needs to handle all of his troubles/worries on his own.

I can see his dynamic with Diavolo evolving into a more equal/balanced friendship over time, the parental/guardian dynamic falling away as he let's go of his protective role. I think this has already happened with Sol, since they seem more friends/equals than father/son (e.g., he allows Sol to have power over him not just in pact, but also with his grimoire); Diavolo is harder because Barbatos still sees the young prince as his responsibility (plus Dia is always trying to sneak out like a teenager 😂).

Barbatos has a LOT of talents and interests; he may be very proper and well-mannered, but he's been around for a LONG time. Canon things we've learned about him so far: he likes heavy metal music, he likes classical music, he is great at ice skating, fangol, and chess; he kills it at cross-dressing and dancing... he's a very diverse individual which tells me he did and tried probably literally everything when he was younger.

He's 10/10 middle-aged adult energy now. He's done everything, experimented with all the things, and now he just wants stability. He's still got some spunk to him and will engage in fun activities (especially for the sake of others), but if he had his way, I think he'd want to relax with his tea, his gardens, and his walks under the stars.

Relationship/Intimacy (including NSFW):

He had plenty of lovers earlier on in his life, but he didn't exactly have a lot of emotional intimacy. He's always been the oldest demon, and when he was younger, that simple fact made him arrogant and he saw himself as always being above others. It drove an invisible wedge between himself and those around him.

He's a greed demon, so I imagine that in the beginning he was more emotionally charged and selfishly motivated.

He has literally tried every kink under the sun moon. Young Barbatos was kinkier, hornier, meaner (due to his arrogance), and likely was not a very healthy individual to engage in relations with. Probably had lots of red flags. Was very free-spirited (our boy was hopping timelines will-nilly);

Young Barb had fuckboi energy, but in a quiet, intelligent sort of way (if that makes sense). He was hard to resist, yet very much untouchable.

As time passed, he mellowed out but also became more reserved. This made emotional intimacy even harder, and sexual escapades grew boring after a while.

Young Barbatos certainly got around, but he only truly fell in love once. But he had to leave that person behind when he made the decision to go back and fix his mistakes. He still thinks about them to this day.

In the past, when he saw the consequences of his recklessness and how it had impacted those he cared about (Dia, Sol) he had a change of heart and devoted himself to fixing his mistakes and to be in service of others before himself.

It may seem endearing and like excellent character growth; which it is, to a point. But it's also reactionary to the harm he caused. Barbatos sees his passions and desires as something toxic, something negative. As such, he sees them as being something that needs to be bottled up and controlled at all times.

Which makes it so much harder to fall in love, and when he does fall in love, it will scare him, because he feels that pull of selfishness, of wanting purely for the sake of wanting it. He has yet to figure out how to find balance within himself (i.e., trust himself), to allow himself to want without letting it consume him, and to give without self-deprivation.

Monogamous or poly? I could see it going either way, although I see him leaning more towards monogamous. It's the greed and also how he isolates himself; letting in one person would be hard, letting in more than one, especially to the same extent, would be nearly impossible. He's a VERY private person.

But poly can also work as long as its established that the relationship is exclusive between him and his partners (no open relationships/flings with outsiders). Poly might also be nice for him in that he can take comfort in knowing that his partners are there for each other when his work keeps him away from them (i.e., he'd hate for his monogamous partner to be alone all the time).

Either way, mono or poly, Barbatos does not like to share. It's the greed in him. They're his, and no one else's.

Barbatos would be very VERY resistant to entering a relationship in the present time mainly because he's dedicated himself to Diavolo. He knows his partner would not be able to be his top priority no matter how much he loves them, and not many people would be okay with that.

Barbatos used to be very sexually promiscuous in his younger years, but now he's completely closed off simply because has a reputation to protect for Diavolo. He doesn't want any jilted lovers/ex-lovers to try to cause trouble for the Prince of the Devildom simply to get back at Barbatos. Also, the man has no time for shenanigans.

If someone does manage to worm their way into his heart, it would be very slowly, over many years without him noticing until he suddenly realizes one day that he'd be lost without them. It'd be jarring for him, to say the least.

Barbatos is canonically VERY romantic. He's a giver, and his love language is acts of service. That includes not only errands/duties/chores/meals/dates, but also physical acts of service (massages, orgasms, etc.).

Loves LOVES to give oral. He loves making his lover(s) putty in his hands (think service dom).

Lots of kissing. So so much kissing. He's gonna worship every inch with his mouth and tongue.

Definitely does have a kinky side, but it only comes out to play with someone he really REALLY trusts.

He'd be down for nearly everything. Bondage, anal, edging, etc. He can even be a mean dom if you ask him really nicely (he needs to believe you REALLY want it before he lets that old side of himself come out to play); however, the only things I can see him having a hard no on would be anything in a public space where there's a chance of being seen/caught (remember he's worried about reputation) and hard degradation via name-calling (sorry, I just can't picture it - he'd respect his partner too much regardless of whatever nasty kinky stuff they do together).

Will most definitely use his tail on himself and his partner(s).

If his lover is human, he'd be constantly keeping himself (and his strength) in check out of fear of hurting them.

He'd be big on consent. He's a master at reading body language; the slightest hint of distress and he's stopping everything immediately. He's not one to lose himself in the moment.

However, this doesn't mean he doesn't have the capacity to be passionate; it's just that his passion can be a bit strong, so he's always worried about overwhelming his partner. But if his partner can handle it, then it'd open up an entirely different side of him.

Despite his capacity for kinky shenanigans, Barbatos's favorite type of intimacy with his partner will be more vanilla and filled with lots of love and affection. So think lazy oral on the bed or couch in the privacy of his room, missionary so he can see your face and feel your legs wrap around him, and you in his lap so he can let you have control and wrap his arms tight around you.

Barbatos is the KING OF AFTERCARE. Baths, tea, cakes, warm blankets, firelight, soft touches, gentle massages, kisses to your cheeks, your temples... and very heartfelt verbal confessions of his love for you.

Will snuggle you tightly after all is said and done.

Loves watching you sleep while he holds you in his arms.

He'd never say it out loud because he doesn't want to burden you, but getting up early each morning and leaving your warmth is the most painful, torturous thing for him.

#arvandus answers #oh god #oh jesus #this got so big I'm so sorry #a;sldfkajd;s #you opened up a can of worms anon #and ALL OF THE HYPERFIXATION SPILLED OUT #barbatos obey me #obey me barbatos #barbatos #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me nb #barbatos x mc #barbatos x you #barbatos x reader #barbatos x y/n #barbatos headcanons #obey me headcanons

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arvandus · 3 months

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Thinking of the first time with Asmo and he breaks down a little because someone can finally look into his eyes and he can finally see love looking back.

Just imagine this happening in the NB time line and he spends thousands of years chasing the feeling, but never finding it until the exchange student can look at him with the attendants eyes.

Ohhh this broke my heart but in such a deliciously bittersweet way.

For all of his vanity, all of his desire, Asmodeus has always felt something missing. He could feel it when others gazed upon him with adoration, their eyes shining with hunger while he remained parched. It always confused him how he could be so attractive, so perfect, so desired and yet he still didn't feel fulfilled.

Perhaps it's the nature of Lust. It's fleeting, burning bright like kindling before fizzling down into ashes. He'd barely begun to feel its warmth before the cold would once again set in his bones, leaving him aching with unfulfilled want.

But kindling isn't enough to maintain a fire, is it? No, you require sticks, and logs... thick chunks that can burn long and steady throughout the cold night that was his life. There must be substance, resilience; a steadfastness that Asmodeus struggled to grasp, its comprehension always barely beyond his reach. If only he could touch it...

Asmo always knew something was missing. It was lacking in the eyes of his fanbase, his countless lovers. But most of all, it was lacking within himself. It was his darkest secret, the one thing he struggled to ignore every time he stared at himself in the mirror marveling at his beauty. Yes, he was beautiful. He would fuck himself any day of the week. And yet, when he stared into his own eyes, he only saw emptiness staring back, the strength to burn bright and steadfast absent from his own gaze.

Lust is easy. But love? How does one love? More importantly, how does one love themselves?

So imagine the utter shock when Asmodeus has you spread out beneath him, his body linked to yours in ecstasy, and you stare up at him with that heat that he's always longed for. It's deep, and rich, and solid, and suddenly he's sinking into it, a tree growing its roots to pull the nutrients from the rich soil of your heart.

It would terrify him at first... it would feel like drowning, like sinking into quicksand, and he fears he'll lose himself in it, be consumed by it until there's nothing left of him. He's a bird trapped in flight, searching for a place to land after a heavy flood.

Is it safe?

Is it going to last?

Can he build a home here?

It's hard to believe, and at first he will resist. After all, you were hardwood; strong, timeless. He was dry leaves, crumbling and temporary. How could he possibly keep up with you? How does lust turn into love?

A fire cannot start without kindling, and it cannot last without twigs and branches.

And it's not until your fingers brush aside his bangs, that your soft words of love fall from your lips that he begins to understand. That sense of emptiness fades, replaced with lushness, deep and rich. And he realizes that perhaps he's not just filled with dead leaves and twigs after all. There's something more, something strong within himself that was neglected, but not yet dead. After all, fallen leaves have to come from somewhere, don't they? Perhaps he'd been so focused on what he'd lost that he'd forgotten what he still had.

It alters him, changing him like the coming and going of the seasons. What was once winter is now spring, beauty growing within himself in places he'd forgotten, dark crevices within himself that felt the warmth of your sunlight for the first time.

But like the seasons, nothing lasts forever. And when you leave him to return home, the winter within him will fall heavier, darker, colder than ever before. Because he'd finally had a taste of spring, and you'd taken it with you when you left.

You said you loved him... you showed him so many times.

And yet, you still left.

Every fire dies eventually...

The loss of you and the love you gave will make Asmodeus that much more desperate, that much more hungry. Over and over, he'll chase the lust, the desire, in the hopes that he'll find it again, and yet it never comes. It makes him mad, insane, and he loses himself to it, chasing the memory of a feeling long since gone. The memories of you grow dim. First, he forgets the sound of your voice. Then the feel of your skin. Over time, the details of your face become hazy and vague. The only thing left is the memory of your eyes, the way they would look at him with love. He clings to it desperately, like a driftwood.

It's not until thousands of years later that he sees that look again, warm and familiar behind eyes he swore he'd never forget. The realization destroys him and rebuilds him, like a phoenix born from the ashes of his memories.

You were here.

And you still loved him.

#arvandus answers #asmodeus x reader #asmo x reader #obey me #obey me NB #obey me nightbringer

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arvandus · 3 months

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Headcanons on dates Inumaki would take you on 😭? i feel like he’d lean into the arcade-cinema dates 🥹🖤

YESSSS i was thinking arcades even before i finished reading your ask 🤣 I think Inumaki would love to do activities. Anything that’s interactive with a nice edge of playful competition.

Ideas that come to mind: arcades, mini golf, go kart racing, that sort of thing. His favorite arcade game is air hockey, and he’s also great at the claw machines cuz he cheats just to get you that stuffed animal that you really want.

He’s a goofball at heart and super playful. He might cheat just a little sometimes when competing with you, but only cuz he gets to kiss you if he wins.

He loves just being with you too, so after the activity is done he wants to stay with you, wandering around the mall or hanging out at the park.

If you’re at the mall, count on him being a goof just to make you laugh. He’s gonna ride the silly animals that roll around, he’s gonna put a hair clip in his hair or girly sunglasses and strike a pose.

If you’re at the park, he’s pushing you on the swing. And if you’re already swinging, he’s in front of you grabbing your ankles and pulling you in for a kiss before letting you go. He’ll lay down on the top platform of the playset and stare at the stars with you. And if you’re both feeling especially silly and energetic, he’s going to chase you around in a silly game of tag before capturing you and peppering your face and neck with kisses.

Inumaki will always want to hold your hand, fingers intertwined. If you’re doing a solo game (cuz you’re trying to beat his high score), he’s got his arms wrapped around you and he’s nuzzling you behind your ear to distract you.

And when you do win a game with him? He’s either going to pout (cuz he doesn’t get his prize of kissing you) or he’ll be your biggest cheerleader, lifting you up and spinning you around until you’re giggling and breathless (It really depends on what the game is).

Inumaki is nothing but fun and sweetness, communicating his love for you through his actions. All he wants is to enjoy simple moments, live in the present and enjoy a bit of normalcy with you amidst the chaos of a world filled with curses.

#arvandus answers #arv’s moots 🍀#inumaki x you #inumaki x reader #inumaki #toge inumaki #JJK #jujutsu kaisen

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arvandus · 3 months

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Arv I am here to offer thoughts on husband jean who, whether you've been together 1, 5, 10 years, it doesn't matter. He sees you changing clothes - maybe to go out, or maybe at the end of the day and you're getting comfy - and when you turn around, you can just tell he's worked up and he wants you. If this sparks anything, pls have fun, if not pls ignore ily bye

Ignore? IGNORE?? NEVER. This concept is delectable.

Jean loves you every second of every minute of every day. Seeing you next to him every morning when he wakes up and every night when he falls asleep is the one steadfast truth that gives his life meaning. And every time he sees you changing in front of him, his heart goes pitter-patter as if he hasn't already seen your naked form countless times before.

And that pounding in his chest and throbbing in his pants only gets better as the years pass. Maybe it's something about seeing your body change before his very eyes, a testament of the years he's gotten to have you all to himself and the many more years that spread out before him in the way he spreads you on those familiar bed sheets. In a world where death comes fast, often, and violently, the ability to watch you grow and change with him is a gift in and of itself.

He cherishes it, cherishes you in a way that words are too weak to describe. It's the reason why he can't help but touch you, wrap his arms around you and pull you against him with your back pressed against his chest. Your arms are trapped halfway within your shirt and already his fingers are dipping below the waistband of your pants, undoing the button with calloused, familiar fingers. He plants playful sweet kisses along your neck, your shoulder, his promises of "it's okay if we're late" and "we can do it later" muffled against your skin.

And he's right. It is okay. Because while you may have many years ahead of you, it's moments like this, in the now, where the memories of love are rekindled anew, burned against sweating skin and carved within your heart, stronger than any vows written on paper or caught in the shine of the ring on your finger.

#arvandus answers #whats-her-quirk #jean kirstein #jean x reader #jean kirschtein x reader

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arvandus · 3 months

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completely agree that inumaki is slept on! he's so precious and a really interesting character. i've always had a little headcanon/scenario of him falling for a reader who has a beautiful voice and loves to sing. something something their voice brings joy while his brings pain. (<- no pressure to do anything with this ofc i just wanted to share :3)

Ooooooh Okay, I'm loving this. I did an Inumaki drabble before about him overhearing Reader singing to music while wearing her headphones... but this angsty angle is too delicious to not do something with it.

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Inumaki and a Reader Who Sings

Warnings: none; just a wee bit of angsty pining; reader is GN (no pronouns, no physical descriptors)

Inumaki loved music, and he loved to sing. Well, he would if he could. Instead, he had to resort to humming, keeping his cursed technique under tight control.

He wished he could say he'd grown used to it. He'd accepted that this was his life, his burden to bear within his clan. It was his inheritance, a crown he couldn't remove. And he had gotten used to it, for the most part, his frustration gradually fading to quiet acceptance, unwilling to let near muteness impede his ability to enjoy his youth.

That is, until he heard you sing.

And suddenly, that old ache of longing returned, the richness of your notes pulling forth feelings he'd long since learned to ignore.

He first heard you sing during karaoke night. You belted out the words, laughing and smiling, full of joy. It was contagious, seeping deep into his bones until he realized his heart was pounding, his palms were sweaty, and his brain was lightheaded. And all he could focus on, all that mattered in that moment, through the smokey haze and the loud din, was you. You, you, you.

Inumaki wanted nothing more than to join you, sing the song with you, look into your happy eyes with a smile of his own and be with you.

But he couldn't. Instead, he remained separate; an observer. And for the first time in a long time, he hated his inheritance.

The next time he heard you sing was when you were cleaning the empty classroom in the light of the late afternoon.

It was softer this time, the silliness gone, leaving only crisp notes on a clear melody. It was a song that Inumaki knew, one he liked. He stood in the hallway, leaning against the wall where you couldn't see him.

'It must be nice,' he thought, 'to be able to sing like that...'

The joy of song, of music, was such a raw, precious thing. To be able to convey feelings in such a way, to tell stories, to simply bring forth happiness in one's self, or at the very least, self-soothe a tired heart.

Inumaki didn't have that luxury; his voice was made for pain, not joy. Not just pain for others, although he sometimes used it to save; but pain for himself. Every time he used his voice, it ripped through his body, carving itself deep into his throat and into his lungs like thorny vines choking a tree.

If only he could flourish the way you did, stretch himself closer to the bright blue sky and have just a touch of that limitlessness that singing provided.

But he couldn't. It was impossible. Inumaki would never be able to sing, not like that.

So he'd trade one dream for another, the dream of being able to hold you while you sang, press his hear to your chest so he could feel that magic resonate within you. If only you could let him drink the overflow of your heart, let him have a small taste of the joy and freedom that was always visible for him and yet forever untouchable.

If only you'd allow such intimacy...

Instead, Inumaki unzips the collar of his jacket and leans his head back against the wall, his eyes lost in that far distant place where your voice guides him. He doesn't speak; he knows better... but he mouths the words, follows the shape of the lyrics to feel the ghost of freedom on his tongue. And while he silently joins you, his mind is imagining the softness of your lips as they guide him to a place only you can show him.

#arvandus answers #pastelle-rabbit #auugghh this hurt so goood #thank you for the ask!#Inumaki x reader #Inumaki x you #Inumaki #Inumaki Toge #Toge Inumaki #JJK #Jujutsu Kaisen

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arvandus · 9 months

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🌹💐🌹

🤲pls arv, a little snippet of you will. 🙏🙏🙏🌝

OH, um, here's a lil' something from the NSFW Dabi oneshot I had started ages ago....

“Kiss me,” he said.

It wasn’t a plea; it was demand.

It took you by surprise. But you obliged, putting your hand around the back of his neck to pull him toward you even as your heart rattled wildly in your ribs.

You kissed him, mouth capturing his fully, your tongue meeting his in the wet darkness of his mouth. You tried to keep the desperation from leaking through, to keep your actions intentional and precise. You still wanted to keep control, to not lose yourself. What if you came across as too desperate? What if it turned him off?

It apparently wasn’t what he wanted.

He pushed you away the smallest fraction, breaking the kiss. His eyes bore into yours, challenging you. “Kiss me like you fucking mean it."

#arvandus answers #rose wip ask game #dabi x reader #touya x reader #ok like #I know it was supposed to be a sentence #and this is literally paragraphs #BUT #I MEAN #*gestures wildly*

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arvandus · 10 months

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literally how can u be in ur 30s with kids and STILL write x reader shit abt children???

I'm cracking up because I feel like as a writer here on Tumblr, I've finally "arrived." I've "made it" so to speak. I managed to be left alone for literally years, here in my corner just doin' my thing while you and/or others like you went around harassing other writers over things that have zero bearing or impact on the real world and the problems in it.

Normally, I would block and delete this cowardly anonymous ask, but I'm feeling charitable this fine morning on three hours of sleep, so I will gladly go into a discussion about this.

I hope you're prepared, anon. I have a lot to say about this subject since I've thought about this before back in the 2020 days of Tumblr.

First thing's first, I'm curious what spurred this...? Most of my writings DO focus on "adult" characters (Dabi, Chisaki, Nighteye, Aizawa, Gojo...). I've written for the "younger" characters a handful of times, usually small romance bits that others have requested or that I felt inspired to write because I felt it would make a good story. However, that's neither here nor there, since I have no problem writing the "younger" characters as aged-up adults engaging in adult situations and experiences (and yes that includes *gasp* sex!).

Why all the quotations around "adult" and "younger" you might ask? Because the simple fact is this: it's all fictional. None of these characters are real. So, in that sense, their age (physical, mental, emotional) is flexible, particularly when it comes to creative/artistic interpretations that expand beyond canon (friendly reminder, ALL fanmade material deviates from canon no matter how well drawn or how well written).

This means I'm able to look at a character and age them up in my mind utilizing my imagination. Why would I even want to do that in the first place, you might ask? If I'm willing to "age them up" then it means I'm attracted to them as they are portrayed in canon first, as teenagers, correct? Wrong. First off, if I were attracted to them as teenagers, then I would WRITE them as teenagers. See how I'm not doing that? Let's use Bakugou as my example for this. When I think of writing Bakugou, I'm not writing 15 year old Bakugou who's constantly loud and shouting at everyone aggressively to the point of comedic relief. I'm writing a 20- or 30-something Bakugou, who's still got that undercurrent of aggression, but he's learned to temper it over time; I'm writing a Bakugou who's been forced to grow up a bit through having failures, and or dealing with the loneliness of his single-mindedness around being "the best."

What I AM attracted to is the character "type." This includes their design (i.e., how they look), their personality/archetype (e.g., cocky asshole, aggressive pomeranian, aloof silent type), and their backstory/circumstance (e.g., daddy issues, self-esteem issues, past traumas, etc.). I'm basically borrowing all of these things when I write a character into my own fanon universes.

There's this little not-so-secret 'secret' within the fanfiction community: the canon version of a character and a fanon version of the character are NOT the same character. They look nearly identical (i.e., same appearance but aged up, so broader shoulders, taller, etc.); they share the same backstory/experiences (i.e., what makes them who they are); and similar mannerisms. We like to PRETEND they're the same, but in reality they're not. The character stops being a canon version of himself when I, a writer, get my hands on him. He's no longer a teenager when I write him; he's an adult, and he has new experiences that have transformed him into a new characterization that I'm utilizing for my own benefit. The canon still exists of course, but my rendition is a little bit removed from that just by the nature of creative license.

That is what, I as the writer, am attracted to. I'm attracted to that character "template" and the personal modifications I've made to it. It allows me to play with character concepts in way that I'm comfortable, including changing a canonically teenage character to an adult so that it aligns with my personal morals and comfort levels.

So for me, I have no interest in writing NSFW stuff/adult themes for characters as teenagers because I'm not attracted to teenagers. I've written some soft romance short stories (e.g., my very first BNHA fic was a prom-night first kiss with Kirishima) because it makes for a good romance story; and quite frankly, there's nothing wrong with writing that. Love is something you can write about no matter the age; writing about teenagers finding love does not equal perversion/pedophilia; and if you think it does, then never read a YA book again, since those are, well, all written by adults (you're welcome).

What I DO have interest in is exploring characters in non-canon situations. What would Pro Hero Bakugou be like? How would he approach a villain that he's attracted to? Or how would he handle almost losing someone he fell in love with that he was supposed to protect on his watch? And yes, that includes exploring sexual themes as well, such as what kind of a lover would he be like? What kind of kinks would a character of his archetype and backstory enjoy?

"But why utilize canonically under-age characters?" you might ask. "Why not use one of the canonically adult characters to explore these things?" And the answer is likely because maybe that character archetype that I'm drawn too for this particular idea/story isn't available in an adult form within the canon story. Stories that have a large cast, and particularly a large number of adolescent characters, have a wide variety of character archetypes to choose from that may not be as available with the adult characters. In short, it's because that particular character type fits that particular creative idea/thought. It's all about imagination and play.

So, long story short, if you have difficulty with extending your imagination beyond canon, then please, by all means, don't read or write aged-up fics because you won't be able to suspend your disbelief, and all it's going to do is gross you out. That's a you problem, not a me problem. I have no moral concerns with myself at all. I know for for a fact I have no romantic or sexual interest in teenagers either in fiction (thus why I age up) or in real life when they cross my path.

The TL;DR: You can "age-up"/imagine a canonically teenage character as an adult simply because the character is just that - a character. It's not real. You're taking an archetype, a template, and you're modifying it so you can use it to tell your own stories, stories which are important to the creator for a variety of reasons - sometimes the writing is therapeutic to process/explore sexuality and/or trauma; sometimes the writing is simply because it's fun, because we enjoy the stories we imagine and we want to share them. There is a refreshing flexibility and freedom in it that allows us creative folk to modify and play to our liking without having to create characters and worlds from scratch.

This is NOT the same as someone looking at a real-life teenager and "imagining" them as an adult or thinking they are sexually available because "they're so mature" or "they'll turn 18 soon" and treating them inappropriately for their own personal gain. Real grooming, real pedophilia, impacts a real, flesh and blood person. That person will STILL be a teenager, despite what an actual groomer might like to think or pretend. No amount of sugar coating or grooming talk will change that fact, and it will be the teenager that gets hurt.

#arvandus answers #anon #tw discourse #I hope you enjoy this can of worms anon #You better read all of this. Every word. And then think on it for a good while before coming back into my inbox.

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