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yuyinesque · 7 days

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hey sexy, give them a taste of indigo.

disclaimers — amab!reader, afab!oc, trans!catboy oc, riding, lipstick staining, desperation, implied praise kink.

Your kitty prefers “handsome” over “pretty” any damn day, that’s for sure.

Indigo’s hands smushed your cheeks together before as his tongue snuck inside of your mouth yet again, carelessly smudging the carmine-inspired lipstick against your lips. Frantic moans tumbled against the surface of your slob-coated lips as he failed to proceed with the aggressive kiss he initiated beforehand, resulting in him letting out an exasperated moan, his hips gyrating seraphically to subdue an upcoming breakdown. You then, reassuringly, demanded him to quiet down and focus while your cloudy touch journeyed from his waist and down his hips, encouragingly matching the rhythm of them so he could be influenced to dissipate his nerves. Uncharacteristically compliant and reasonable, he nodded drowsily, the subtle presentation of the example of “patience” causing his pussy to clench tightly around you.

“Mmh, n-no.. ffuck you.. Call me handsome again,” Indigo demanded after a moment of him stalling by grinding onto your dick rather than bouncing on it accordingly. Although his words, his jumbled, breathless, needy words, held no weight in the position he signed himself for, his expression was pleading and distressed, needing you to compliment him just a few more times before he could advance… even though he had little to no known way of inuring it. Even the way his ears remained pinned harshly against the top of his tousled head signified that he desired it just once more.

“Do it. Call me- uhn, now… ‘M your handsome boy..? Like this? L- Hah- A-Again..” He was on the brink of folding completely if he hadn’t already with that flush face, those subtle purrs, and a tight grasp on the end of his sweater, and that’s without implying the continuation of the hip circling, evidently trying to charm you into falling into his desires.

Yeah, he enjoys it quite a bit.

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shadowthedragoncat · 6 months

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this october i bring you the scariest thing of all!!

A pixel animation of a complex character design!!!

Tremble at thought of how long it took me just to make this 3 frame walkcycle >:3

Bonus sprites sheet(s)

The first one that i had to redo slightly because i accidentally made two of the same pose (plus it needed some slight editing)

And the final one that i used

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mast3r-rainb0w · 5 months

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[C] 'Gravity Falls' Style: Ju'Gunnuth(OC) in Tokyo by Mast3r-Rainb0w

A commission made via DeviantArt featuring an OC drawn in the "Gravity Falls" artstyle. This original character belongs to their respective owner, but the artwork was 100% made by me! Enjoy!

#gravity falls #gravity falls style #sunset city #city sunset #jugunnuth #ju'gunnuth #oc #my artwork #mastermission #commission #original character #city #tokyo #kaiju #city destruction #original character oc #monster #dragon #dinosaur

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roughsketch2010 · 17 days

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New oc! Her name is Molly :-)

I gave her a Bobert toy

#digital art #procreate #original character #oc #oc original character #original character oc

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lucecolorazul · 9 months

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[oc art] alex yeee

#digital art #drawing #digital painting #digital #digitalart #original character #original character art #original character oc #oc art #oc artwork #my oc art #naga boy #naga

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threezzor · 9 days

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ThreeD Salvaje intenta Ligarte

M.T.-512 / Metal Three / Threed

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ourolite · 30 days

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𝓒ONCEPT.ㅤ some professional boyfriend headcanons featuring xīn’yuè and a few others he figured imperative to receive attention in his overview. lil' commanding, he is. can you already imagine, or are you invested to see for yourself? if you're staying, may we interest you in a fragrance sample or two, free of charge? ℘RECAUTION.ㅤ switch fem reader, daddy kink, toys, condescending praise, slight bantering, implied exhibitionism.

༺ ceo!boyfriend who is the Chief Executive Officer of an intercontinental brand with the hall and trademark “Anzhong”; a subsidiary worldwide fashion industry with product lines that also include accessories, handbags, footwear, cosmetics, clothing, adult toys, and other minor trinkets such as writing utensils or home decor. The industry was also founded in 1928 in Lhasa, Tibet by Chagmo Kyi. You may also infer that the headquarters is located there as well, which is where the CEO in question dabbles a majority of his life besides with you or his two daughters, Maju and Blumei. There are over hundreds of active boutiques worldwide, at least 15,000 active employees, and their headquarters, which Xīn’yuè works at, is located in Lhasa, Tibet. The revenue of this company is at least 9.35 billion, making Xīn’yuè one of the richest CEOS any business has to offer. Similar to most compassionate businessmen, they soften up when it’s safe to, as it’s not considerably so in a workplace. Have to stay firm towards your subordinates, after all.

༺ ceo!boyfriend who is a spoiler as much as he doesn’t want to admit. Considering that he’s rather emotionally constipated, he utilizes his affection through quality time, affirming words, and gift showers. There are times where you receive the secretary treatment despite being the girlfriend, but he’s communicative enough to apologize for such. While the apology would always seem half-hearted and awkward, he redeems himself with a list of things since he knows the apology wasn’t the best; he truly cares for you but is only capable of showing it appropriately when he deems necessary. Relationships aren’t his forte, after all. Not only he has to worry about his career that takes up too much of his time, but his girls that also take up the little time he possesses when he’s on break. You get him to unwind often which he secretly appreciates, but outwardly he playfully reprimands or mocks you for catering to him like he’s some sort of child. You ignore him however, proceeding to give him head massages as the two of you binge your favorite show as the girls sleep. He feels safe with you. Always. But you’ll have to squint to conclude such.

༺ ceo!oc who canonically has two boyfriends. Yes, two. The phenomenon has yet to process ‘til this day, for he not only received the term and accurate accusation “bicurious” from his workout partner, Zolene Irene, but growing up in a judgmental household closes your mind in a negative manner (shout out to his strongly traditional parents that projected their opinions onto him, especially his homophobic father). Both are also spiritual entities, by the way, and as a human, it’s… overwhelming. One is a curt, cupidity maneki-neko with the name Indigo who happens to also be his financial advisor and natural migraine inducer. His other lover is a sasabonsam, a vampiric tree dweller who has yet to conclude the consequence of skipping out of work constantly just to do what he desires. Oh, I forgot to mention that they’re two Taureans. Taureans. The most obstinate Earth sign, let alone one of the three most in general. In summary, order is the last thing that household needs.

༺ ceo!boyfriend whose sex drive is on the low side of the spectrum, so you’re usually the one either engaging in sexual activities first or engaging in them by yourself; graysexuality is no joke. Generally however, he understands that you have needs, so he doesn’t mind pleasuring you when he feels comfortable despite him not feeling anything in return but genuine entertainment. Though, on another note, when you voice your outwardly desires, he not only gives you a captious expression that corresponds with his sardonic reassurance, but claims that some of the things you want from him are completely unethical. Naturally, you didn’t like this response, let alone his inability to take a moment to put himself in your shoes, so you left the idea alone. Naturally again, he felt a subtle sense of regret a while after that discussion, so he planned on how exactly he should make it up to you without giving into your desires…

ℌ Side note, for the most part, it didn’t work. He gave in.

The perspiration bubbling in the subtle arch of your back was prompted by the sudorific vibrations that emanated from the personalized bullet vibrator that was buzzing against your clit. Your tumescent bud pulsated effervescently as your hips scoured against the trembling surface, forcing moans to elude from your tepid, lazily parted lips. The vibrations were mellow and arrhythmic, hence your relatively desperate mannerisms, as you failed to reach the orgasm that was nearing, evading, nearing, and evading. With unreliable assistance, that is, seeing as the tip of the device was stagnant and pressed against your soppy clit, vibrating louder due to its inundation. If only the vibrations were just a little stronger, but even you understood that this behavior was well deserved, for you believed that guilt-tripping him for not utilizing your idea sooner was the best route.

“Can I finish now? Please? Jebel? Bài tuō?” You implored sycophantically, your blissed-out gaze imbued with lechery as your dampened lashes fluttered upwards at the one who was torturing you on the frigid surface. Obstinacy is nothing but a drug with no ideal remedy; this was evinced with the way the asshole you were star-fucking merely hummed dismissively in response, lightening the pressure from your clit just to watch the vulva quiver. The lack of the response immediately influenced your obsequious actions to falter with a miffed pout and a hip gyration; if you possessed the ability to trade places with this individual within seconds he would’ve been cumming and hyperventilating right about now.

“Sweetheart, don’t leave me like this.. Don’t you feel sorry for me? Hm? Mmmh-maybe even horny for me for once? Hm, daddy?”

The left curve of the well-adored and cross-country CEO’s lip quirked up for a moment in acknowledgment, but also derisive, once you mockingly quiered him. Everything was a muddle, a concupiscent muddle. There was no recollection of the prior events; all you remember is what’s happening now and later. What now consists of a yukata-wearing billionaire looming over the desk of his office, the glass surface besplattered with crumpled papers, prurient excretions, and excessive handprints. Then later that said inspirational figure will leave you knee-buckled and exhausted over the desk as he roughly persuaded you on why disobedience was never an option to begin with. An intense idea to state, but you’ve been through much worse, believe yourself.

“I figured it was prudent to continue stalling,” Xīn’yuè clarified vaguely in a collected tone; the eloquence parroted the tone of him relaying messages to one of his many, many subordinates despite you being nude from the waist down, tainting the glass below your ass. He predicted your protests, hence the immediate impulse to slide the bullet vibrator back inside of you, earning a sharp, shaky whimper that was immediately muted by him. He already wasn’t fond of the idea of making you cum in such a vulnerable setting; it was a miracle that neither of you were caught by a frantic employee with effervescent news. “Not only for ‘efficiency’s sake’, but to assure that any potential slip-ups—notably from you—remain a simple mystery.”

Your plush thighs trembled harshly in response, plus the clicks of the vibrator that indicated that the volume was being turned up was just as inebriating as his sardonic statements. You still couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that this was custom made for you, but you could definitely wrap your legs around his waist for ultra stability. Merino white rings enveloped around the midnight-hued toy as he fucked you with it in a gradual pace, not to mention that the name “Anzhong” was embedded within it in bullion only to be sealed with sticky cum created by you. Even the mere thought of that brought you closer, which was also determined with the way your drenched walls embraced the toy with fervor and the sibilated mantras of pleads that escaped your throat.

After acknowledging that you're close, and also annoyingly and worriedly loud, he slipped the object back out, earning not only exasperated insults disguised as guileless complaints, but an abundance of clenches that yearned for the nostalgic repletion. With a miffed, critical look, he took the cum-coated object before tapping your lips with it in order to interrupt your objections, taking the moment to keep you temporarily silenced by pushing it inside of your mouth, his fingers holding onto the ends so it doesn’t slide down your throat and asphyxiate you. His free, clammy hand however, was now placed on your exposed hip, grasping onto the flesh softly before the veins of the exterior emerged from the epidermis. Xīn’yuè’s bored look now embodied some remnants of puckishness once your silence managed to be the only thing that excited him tonight, which was concluded by the twitching awakening of his semi-hard dick.

“Now, be a good, sweet puppy and clean it up. Intractability, by definition, is something I don’t get along with often, so behave accordingly and quit whining.”

⑅ neso productions. all rights fucking reserved, do not plagiarize.

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ourolite2 · 3 months

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꒰꒰ CONCEPT.ㅤ some lovely general headcanons with even lovelier jihane and a few lovely honorable mentions in the midst ! so much lovable energy in the air when jihane's around, no? ꒰꒰ ALLERGY WARNING.ㅤ includes ... yonic massaging, afab!reader, female anatomy mentioned, no she/her prns, no feminine sobriquets, implied insecure y/n, mentions of clitorial orgasms, slight breast play, & eventual fingering.

੭᱙. metaphysicist!lover who’s a doggy-coded individual who ensures your vitality, welfare, and comfortability, but before that she was simply a flirtatious clerk that didn’t waste much time to evince that she’s extremely drawn to you, desiring at least an ounce of reciprocation, for she believed that she could make you reciprocate your adoration towards her completely.

੭᱙. metaphysicist!lover who never used you for your money, even before the relationship! hence you only bought supplies from her, not to mention that she’s proven the authenticity of her products multiple times with multiple clients. an antique shop that contained metaphysical products isn’t something you see everyday at all, not to mention that the manager is the metaphysician in question. as a beginner spiritualist, you’d rather focus on your journey instead, and she was extremely helpful. you knew you were the utmost comfortable around her, so you didn’t mind coming over incessantly to give her your money, for she advises certain things throughout your purchases to prove that she isn’t there to scam you, but to admire your flourishing.

੭᱙. metaphysicist!lover who thrives off teasing you at times; it’s a guilty pleasure, seeing as she doesn’t seek for your discomfort, but just look at how cute your face looks when you’re flustered by her seemingly guileless acts. such as her mint-bloom chrysoprase-based gemstones entrapping her waist to accentuate the way her hips moved sinuously with each step she took, perhaps the way she rested her shoulders on the surface of the cashier’s desk, the deepening of her mocha-imbued arch displaying itself alongside of the duel dimples just above her low-rise baggy jeans.

“o, this? noting (nothing) to your eye, promotes good business. i’m not entirely reliant on crystals, but you’ve been makin’ a business boom as of lately. i was curious if i could keep you around a lil’ longer? heh, perhaps a few discounts for another one of those seraphic smiles?”

੭᱙. metaphysicist!lover who rambles about their new trinkets towards you, vents to you about the frustrations of her career, or seeks to comfort you in obsequious ways just to ensure your insecurities would wilt incessantly when she praises or touches you. one way to do such is to give you massages after a long day; they’re not 5-star massages, but she does relieve the tension within you, for she touches you like you’re crafted from the most authentic porcelain. it started off with simple hand massages, to feet, to legs, to back, to full body. though, there was one that she was interested in trying out as well, claiming that it would not only mend your comfortability with yourself, but help you wonder what exactly you’re interested in. sexually, of course…

𑁤 𝐁illows of wispy lavender clouds permeated the air as crystalline pearls of tears rushed in rivulets from the corners of your semi-crinkled eyes, potentially muddling your vision more as the moments glided into saccharine memories. The rapturous scent, followed by a fine layer of honeyed almond oil on your glinting skin, was enough to establish the sedative amenity. The oil in question delved into your pores with the assistance of a sepia-shaded hand amorously kneading into your upper abdominal region, likely wanting to add solace to your kidneys since they’re too connected to the svadhisthana chakra. Your desire levels were having a dispute with your insecurities after all, so as your guide, she felt compelled to mend such sacredly for you.

Her left palm was cuffing your vulva with considerable pressure, gradually circling her hand in a clockwise manner to cause lower levels of stimulation; you’ve came twice from your clit alone, so she didn’t desire to overwhelm you during your first session. Low, rhythmic moans eluded your chamomile-oiled lips, successfully earning a contented smile from the metaphysician who took it as a sign to maintain the preferred pace. Her right hand, which was granting you kidney massages, journeyed down to your waist before bestowing a gentle squeeze upon it, disarmingly alerting you to blink away your blissful tears and look down at her.

“Invite me to your waist, would you?” Jihane’s a gentlewoman at heart, though any woman who is capable of utilizing such an innately beatific, guileless tone for something so puckishly endearing is an individual you may have to keep a close eye on. If you’re not blissed out during the time, that is. Disregarding the possibility, you nodded in affirmation causing her to grasp onto your waist, pulling you down closer to her other palm, (un)intentionally forcing a louder moan from you.

“I can tell your sacral hasn’t been refined in a while, has it? A shame since you’re so divine, but no fret, no fret. ‘Tis what I’m here for, yes?”

You shook your head mindlessly in return as your hips buckled sinuously against her hand, essentially seeking for more friction as her words brought warmth to your inundated lips. Instinctively, she shushed you while massaging your waist a little, but little does she know, or as much as she inferred, it solely stimulated you more, earning more hip rolls against the surface of her palm. Frankly, if this was more of a professional setting, she wouldn’t have given in so easily, but you’re more than just a paying customer, after all. If you haven’t assumed by now, she likes you.

“You’re a renaissance beauty, my beloved,” She proceeded to deify your features with a seraphic smile, one that contained dimples as profound as the deepest depths of the aquatic trenches, one that was also imbued with a plethora of secrets that were made just for you to explore. Your heart tickled pink as she slowly lifted her hand from your pussy, watching the sticky strands of cum extend from the slippery lips and onto the surface. The ardent warmth had little to no time to suffice, for she was already pushing her two fingers inside of you, earning a whimper-resembling moan to reassure her abrupt thoughts.

“A painting encircled in a gold portrait, one with medieval patterns inlaid within. Heh, I must tell my guides about you.”

Tears proceeded to pour endlessly from your eyes as she massaged your G-spot right after finding it with little to no effort. Your back then began to arch off the silky duvets you were lying supine on before she tittered at the heavenly sight, sliding her hand back up your skin to grasp onto one of your breasts once more, squeezing it fondly before kneading into its corpulence. Ridding the professionalism permanently, she crawled close enough so that your leg was between hers, bending over to replace her hand with her lips. Your hand immediately went to the back of her neck as she began lathering your breast with slobber, adorning it with audacious, tender bites.

“Now, sit pretty and enjoy yourself, m’kay?” She insisted breathlessly after taking an appreciative moment to suck on it; it was miraculous that she was capable of multitasking like this, ensuring that you felt your most divine and beautiful during such a vulnerable hour. Even the mere thought of meaning this much to her was enough to excite you in a plethora of new ways. “This is a private session, and I just so happen to be a little free this evening.”

⑅ neso productions. all rights fucking reserved, do not plagiarize.

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happy-little-arts · 4 months

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Oc animation

Alexander

#drawing #art #original character oc #digital art #animation

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the-girl-who-barks · 7 months

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clowns clowns clowns!

Each of these fellas are $20 each, but i am looking at all offers, art and character trades included :D

Contact me in interested x3!

Discord: jade_harley

Email: [email protected]

#clown #clowncore #clown art #clown oc #original character oc #artist on tumblr

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yuyinesque · 7 days

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MYSTERY CAT. (or simply … indigo!)

“simply… indigo? refer to me as mr. indigo; i’ll become an

universal liability if you refuse. i always get my way, after all.”

𑁍 ﹏ sobriquets: mystery cat, spider-cat, indie, fish face, biscuits, indie kitty. mr. indigo, mr. meanie, bs, mijo, son, my son, puppy, mutt, little nimbus, baby blue/twinkie (via ichor 𖤐), little stray, pretty kitty, pretty boy, prince, young master (indigo), jophiel, anja, quidnunc, (big) lotto, lucky charm, gatito bonito, rich bitch, kitty, bell, pussy cat, alley cat, catnap.

𖥔 ﹏ additional photos: ⚀ ⚁ ⚂ ⚃ ⚄.

𖥔 ﹏ general background: Ever seen one of these before? I’m sure you have. The Maneki-neko, also known as the Japanese “beckoning cat” is a benevolent apparition that bestows alms upon the ones who owns them. Usually you would see one of these statues in casinos or small businesses since these feline spirits tend to beckon in customers or good fortune, hence the way their paw lures in whatever their human desires. The left paw invites clients or customers, whereas the right invites fortune or good health; very rarely you’d find a maneki-neko that utilizes both of their paws simultaneously. Indigo is capable of shape-shifting from male, partially male (calico cat demihuman; calico catboy), or simply a norwegian forest calico cat. While his cat form is presentably female, his human/catboy form is not, as for he is a trans individual. A little more about him is that his own, the one he grants wishes to, is Illūnis, a malevolent apparition called a Rusalka. Despite her indifference towards cats, she saved him while he was just a kitten, for he was, no matter the AU, was on the brink of death. You can assume where he gains a few of his esoteric traits from; being raised by a homicidal spirit isn’t something you usually encounter.

𖥔 ﹏ trademark notables: Innately calls people “dear” when you’re concerning or confusing him (or becomes more polite in general). Nabs jewelry or any shiny material (whether it's his owner’s or something from an expensive store). Has purplish dark circles underneath his eyes considering that he doesn’t get a good amount of sleep due to his insomnia. Consumes unhealthy amounts of sugar, and I don’t mean confectionery. I mean sugar. Sleeps in the most unconventional places to feel hidden and safer. Doesn’t enjoy kids much (lacks the patience) but will risk the moon for the elderly. Ears are always in airplane mode in cat (boy) form, especially when he’s in public. Walks around with a gold coin, consider it a lucky one if you will, though if people tend to test him, he flips the coin (heads meaning whoop their ass, tails meaning flee. unfortunately for him, it nearly always lands on tails). Taps his fingers on his lips when he’s giggly, excited, or ecstatic, though if he uses one hand it indicates that he’s nervous or overthinking. Sleep talks and either spouts suggestive or ominous messages. Knows one too many things about most of the individuals of any given AU. Always in the lap of a highly attractive male in cat form. Comedically, he has a job EVERYWHERE… tired of seeing him in every little shop with a wink or straight-faced peace sign.

𖥔 ﹏ genshin notables: He’s a dendro-bearing resident of Liyue, quite the charismatic and memorable one at that. As a kitten, he used to live in Snezhnaya with his previous owner, Dottore, who not only captured him for personal experiments, but thrown him out when he was no use to him anymore, leaving him in the Snezhnayan snow. Because Illūnis was also once a resident of Snezhnaya, she found the poor thing and took him in as her own. Regrettably and reluctantly, of course. Once Illūnis became the Sentinel of Liyue, naturally they would have to reside there, specifically in Lone Cloud Pavilion. Indigo acts as Illūnis spiritual messenger, so he’s quite literally all over the map. He knows… everything and everyone because of this. Anyway, the citizens of Liyue (besides Traveler and Paimon, of course), have no way of knowing that this gift-giving kitty and this narcissistic catboy is the same person, so you can assume that his reputation varies. He’s much more adored in cat form, but as a human, people were weary of him; he enjoys both reputations, however, so he didn’t do anything. Not to mention that he gets custom-made collars from Ningguang, and he uses false visions he wears depending on the form to keep his existence a mystery.

𖥔 ﹏ atsv notables: Uhhh… anti-heroic spider-cat who will save the world if you keep your children on his taxes. Anyways, N/A for now.

𖥔 ﹏ jujutsu kaisen notables: Uhmmm… a human-born grade two curse who is also a sorcerer for the intel, benefits, and thrill. Anyways, N/A for now.

𖥔 ﹏ yandere au notables: As a yandere, he’d be the possessive and manipulative type, which is practically a given since these traits are in his character. Just not in an extreme degree. Growing up with Illūnis alters his empathy and basic perspectives. For example, stalking could simply be his way of “checking on” someone and manipulation are just as mere as white lies. While he’s not a murderer, he’s not against making scenes look like a simple accident if needed. But first, he’d stick to blackmailing, for, as we know, Indigo is great at finding out every single thing about a person. This could also seem obsessive towards his darling; he knows things about you that you couldn’t even address at the moment since you lacked the proper insight. But he didn’t. A better reason to keep him around, no? Anyway, as I said before, he could get eliminating, but if he has to kill, he’d get something else to do the work for him. He has a voracious, cannibalistic mother after all, so it’s best for his victims to not get too testy. He would also be a self-indulgent yandere, which is the type that prefers to be worshipped incessantly by his love interest. This could also lead to an obsession. If you squint, of course. Indigo is quite the arrogant kitty.

𖥔 ﹏ birthday: april 29th.

𖥔 ﹏ age appearance: twenty (20).

𖥔 ﹏ zodiacal big three: taurus ☼ | scorpio ❍ | libra ⇡

𖥔 ﹏ race, ethnicity, nationality: asian, japanese, nationality varies depending on the au.

𖥔 ﹏ sex, gender, sexuality, pronouns: female, trans male, uranic, he/him.

𖥔 ﹏ mbti: entp-a (the assertive debater).

𖥔 ﹏ likes: bubbles. brain-training (sudokus, anagrams, crossword puzzles, chinese checkers, etc.). honey garlic salmon (reminds him of illūnis and circe). traveling & nature walks or sprints w/ xīn’yuè. taking the longest naps. studying finance/economics, he is a lil’ financial adviser. numismatics!!!!! sitting in laps (‘specially, and only, in the laps of a pretty man). MONEYYYYY WOOOOOO. the elderly, so sweet, so quiet, LIKE JIHANE sometimes. socializing. lipstick (really, it’s a guilty pleasure). gossiping about everything, everyone, doesn’t matter, even matter isn’t safe. dangling earrings, jingly jewelry (often steals jihane’s). icicles! chandeliers (‘minds him of icicles). any self-care methods. physical affection, greatly. words of affirmation, mmh. jewelry or anything sparkling (crystals, keychains, aluminum foil, icicles, etc.). winter!! catnip. journey walks/exploration walks. controversial debates. blumei, best child/puppy ever. kittens, much better than real children. chin/ear scratches. valentine’s day. mmh, fish, but please cook it. why would he want uncooked seafood? diadems & crowns. being called handsome. nami from one piece; y’all sleep on her. kenma from haikyuu; sleeping. nose kisses. bird watching. people watching. romance k-dramas. writing in cursive. yoga!! frankly and secretly? dogs; very energetic like him but they get too loud. puppy/bunny-coded characters. treasure hunting. birthdays, but his.

𖥔 ﹏ dislikes: citrus fruits. spending money cuz be fr. lack of attention/affection. children (kittens are much more tolerable). crying in front of people. pimples.. gross. oversleeping/overexertion. PAIMON, SHUT UP FOR ONCE (genshin au). unnecessarily loud people/music. judgmental individuals (hypocritical ass). hyperactive individuals, what even is zolene. beer, tf? little miss goddamn yashmi-noir (as if she isn’t an upcoming favorite; she’s still an ick tho like maju). over-socializing. too much authority. spicy foods; zolene why. his insomnia. fucking inazuma (genshin au). puppies??! especially if they misbehave?!? seething hot days. FOXES (“they’re catlike freaks despite being another mutt classification… the contradiction is humiliating. y/n, have you seen a tibetan fox? it’s not safe for work”…). needy fucking individuals and they don’t even be cute with it (spider-man au). practicality. unapologetic individuals since he’s ironically apologetic. GREEN, ironically… easter (unless there’s money in one of those eggs). uncooked fish, why does sushi exist, he may ask? the aftermath of a goddamn sugar rush. forest clearings. baths, but knows it’s mandatory in human form too. the fourth of july, LOUD. unnecessary sleepless nights or nightmares. unrequited love. flower crowns, mightest well give him the real thing. & emhalo plants… ew.

𑁍 ﹏ quotes:

About Us: Mystery Cat ୨୧ “Why is the title so indistinct? Mystery cat? Really? What does a man have to do to free himself from this tree? Induce his ethanol intake? Please, a flea could come up with something better.”

About Sentinel Illūnis ୨୧ “Selenic Sentinel number three… What did she do this time?… Nothing? You just believed that I’d know of her? Unfortunately, yes, but we’re not on speaking terms at the moment. She frightened me with her behavior, then—… Huh? Oh no, she didn’t try to eat me. She simply has the audacity of a toddler, feeding me raw fish straight from the sea like I’m some sort of animal. I’m… still trying to wrap my head around the situation before I wrap my hands around her neck. *long sigh* …Really, how dare she?”

About Ichor ୨୧ “Really, Illūnis speaks entirely illy of that woman; never a green flag. He’s a Dao, a malicious earth genie who has also created the Selenian race. Again, don’t question me. I know everything. Tokyo—Ichor is a conflicting individual much like their nymph acolyte. Except be has the personality of that sun mutt but knows things even Illūnis has trouble comprehending. Horrifying, isn’t it? An aspirational man…”

About Gojo Satoru ୨୧ N/A FOR NOW.

About Zhongli ୨୧ “A dignified man he is… *long, dreamy sigh* … I’ve always prided myself on the simple fact that I’m well acquainted with him. Though unfortunately, greed runs wildly in my veins *purrs a bit* … this acquaintanceship is entirely dissatisfying. Traveler, he will become my next plaything.”

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