Thank you, @kieleidos for getting me thinking about Asra with thick thighs 👁👁 Here are some headcanons that are 100% self-indulgent.
Asra with thick thighs
His thighs are so thick that he struggles to pull his pants up over them. Like, he’s got to do the little hop and wiggle when he gets dressed in the morning. If his pants had belt loops, he would probably end up tearing holes into his pants because they just can’t withstand the yanking required to get the damn pants over his thighs.
Are you familiar with the barbell challenge? No? Well, for a time, there was a trend on TikTok where people were lying down on their stomachs and having their friends roll a barbell up their legs to see whether their ass is phat enough to keep the barbell from rolling over it. If Asra were to take part in this challenge, the barbell would not go higher than his mid-thighs.
He can crush so many things between his thighs. In a modern AU, he would 100% send his partner videos of himself crushing/flattening aluminum cans and making plastic water bottles explode. I could honestly see him sending these instead of nudes 💀 Like, come on, look me in the eyes and tell me your soul wouldn’t leave your body if he sent you a recording of himself in the mirror, grinning while he absolutely demolishes a series of cans from your recycling bin.
Hear me out. Thick-thighed Asra would have so many stretch marks on the insides and outsides of his thighs because putting on muscle can stretch your skin! He loves to show off his stretch marks just as much as he loves to show off his muscular thighs, and about 50% of his wardrobe consists of booty shorts and skirts in order to accomplish this.
In addition to being pro-sun’s out, guns out, Asra is also very pro-sun’s out, legs all the way out. Especially when he’s being active. Please join me in picturing his thighs absolutely glistening with sweat after a long, arduous hike. Now, sweat might not sound very sexy, but this sweaty, shimmering thighs are extremely hot. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.
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How old were Makoto Katai and her younger sister Ai?
(Imagine me saying this in a french-royal-like voice) Ooo~ assistant!? *I clap my hands, alone on the ruined theater stage that is my blog* Can you bring in back the Japan School Grade Sistem again, please?
*an old tall man, with a black suite, monocle and mustaches so long that reached his chest, stroll a big banner with this printed on*
Thank you Arsène~ You may go now. *I clap my hand, signaling him that he's not needed in the scene anymore, so he can start moonwalking back from the shadows he came from*
@arcade-lackey , to @cartoonfanorwhatever down in audience: ...What was that?
@midnight-sloth, trowing me popcorns she snuggled from home : Give that poor man a rise!
I hush them both, waving the big, fancy fan in front of my face "Not now, monsier and madame, I have to respond to a query."
@midnight-sloth, offended: DON'T TALK FRENCH TO ME!
So, as you can see... *I take out a comically long pointer* Katai Makoto and Manbagi Rumiko are both in second years, so it'll be reasonable to think that both of them are of the same age. Now, we can dispute on whenever their birthday fall, but I'm confident in saying that they are both 16-17 years old.
While for Katai Ai... *I slap the end of the pointer on the first column, the one with written on 12, 1 (7th)* You can see...
*I squint my eyes*...wait...
*I let out an oltraged scream* ARSÈNE!! THIS IS THE WRONG BANNER!!
*The old man sprints into the scene, apologizing continuosly for the error, while bringing out the right one*
@its-after-3am mutters: It was kinda weird that Komi was only 13 years old...
@tsunesama, while stealing some of mid's popcorns: How didn't you noticed that the years didn't add up the ask before?
Me: *super defensive* I SAID I'M NOT GOOD WITH FORENGER SCHOOL SYSTEM, OKAY!??
@thousandarmedtadanocannon , snickering: Eh, loser.
*I clear my throat* S-so, as I was saying, Katai is around 16-17, as Manbagi, Komi, Tadano and the whole 2-1 class. While Katai Ai, Komi Shousuke and Hitomi Tadano... *I tap the pointer at the column 15- 1(10th)* ...Since there is only one year of difference between their older siblings, they will, following logic, be an year younger than them, so around 15-16 years old.
Okay! Now that I answered this question too... *I shrink the pointer into a normal sized pen* ... Are there any more questions?
*I see an hand raised in the background* Yes?
@weaponscomplex rises up, confused: Yes, ehm... why did we had to do this bit?
...I was getting bored.
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On Sweeter Tides Ch6
Here’s chapter six folks! This one’s a little more on the mature side! Nothing explicit. This is more along the lines of... horny pining? I guess?
For anyone curious, there will be a smutty chapter down the line. It will be its own chapter for those that want to skip it.
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Summary: Rosemary meets up with Vergil as promised.
As he tells her about his family, Rosemary gets curious about his tail.
The next day after work, Rosemary immediately cleans the shop until it is spotless. She then grabs a tupperware container from the fridge and locks up her restaurant before making a beeline for the beach.
When she gets to the spot, Vergil is already waiting for her on top of the rocks.
"Vergil!" she calls out.
Vergil turns to look at her and greets her with a small smile. He pulls her up to the rocks. He notices the container in her hands and eyes it suspiciously "What's this?"
She holds the container close "Well, when I got home last night, I was still wired from the day, so I decided to bake to try and wear myself out"
She opens the lid to reveal six light brown puffs. She looks at Vergil expectantly "Do you want one?"
Vergil stares at the puffs "What are they?"
"Cream puffs. They're pastries with a sweet creamy filling. These have a chocolate filling" she holds one out to Vergil "Try one. I think you'll like it"
Vergil wearily accepts the offered pastry. He sniffs it, taking in the sweet scent. He licks the bread. He smacks his lips quietly, humming at the sweet taste of the bread. He then takes a bite. His eyes light up the moment the sweet chocolate hits his tongue.
"Do you like it?" asks Rosemary.
Vergil eagerly nods as he eats the rest of the cream puff whole. He licks the chocolate cream and sugar from his fingers. He then eyes Rosemary "That was… divine…" he hums as he licks his lips "So that was chocolate…"
Rosemary smiles "I'm glad you like it" she takes a cream puff and takes a bite.
Vergil hums "I can see why so many humans like your cooking. You have a natural talent"
Rosemary blushes. "Stooooop…"
Vergil smiles "It's true. Other humans should feel honored to even get a taste of your hard work"
Rosemary smiles, still blushing.
Just like yesterday, the two sit on the rock and talk to one another. Vergil is more than eager to answer Rosemary's questions about his people. To see the curious sparkle in her eyes whenever he answers her questions warms him like the morning sun.
"So is your father like a god of some sort?"
Vergil shakes his head "Not really. He's more of a… guardian… as long as humans show respect to the sea and the all that live within, he, along with his warriors, provide protection"
Rosemary hums. She then asks "What about your mother? What's her role in all of this?"
"She mainly works on potions and helps my father with the needs of the pod. She occasionally makes rounds with my father. If you've ever seen a dark and red and gold fish swim alongside the purple fish, that is her"
Rosemary gasps slightly "I have seen such a fish! That's your mother? She's so pretty!"
Vergil smiles warmly "I'll be sure to pass that along"
As the two continue to talk, he notices Rosemary flicking her gaze down to his tail. Hesitantly, he brings his tail up. She gave him a questioning look. He nods.
Slowly, she plants her hand onto his tail. He freezes for a moment. The feel of her skin on his scales is… odd… but also comforting.
Vergil watches as Rosemary runs her hands along his tail, over the grooves of the scales. When she reaches the fins and spines, she carefully runs her fingers over them.
She hugs the tail with a smile "It's so beautiful, Vergil…"
He's so lost in the sensations, he's jolted when he feels her fingers run near the slit in the middle of his tail. His eyes shoot downwards to where her hand remains frozen, her face red from the blush.
She sharply pulls her hand away. "I--- I'm sorry! I---I---"
Her stammering is interrupted when Vergil hold her hands in his "It's alright" he smiles "You didn't know"
She lets out a sigh of relief.
Vergil looks out into the now setting sun "It's getting late. You should be getting home…"
Rosemary says nothing. It's apparent to him that she feels guilty. He places a hand on the side of her face "Rosemary… it's alright. It was an accident" he chuckles "If anything. I probably should've warned you"
Rosemary smiles before sliding down the rock. She bids Vergil a farewell as he dives back into the water.
As Rosemary cooks dinner, her mind buzzes with the event that transpired. Or… almost transpired. She almost touched a very sensitive part of Vergil, today.
He was obviously very forgiving, as neither of them predicted such a thing would happen.
Still… she can't stop thinking about it. Not out of guilt… but out of… curiosity.
What does it look like? Is it more human-like? Something like a dolphin or whale? A mixture of both?
She tries to stop thinking about it but that proves to be impossible.
A question slips into her mind: What would it feel like?
Her loins immediately twist from the thought.
After dinner, she goes to bed, dreams of the merman clinging to her mind like a cluster of barnacles.
Rosemary sits out on the beach on a plush towel and underneath an umbrella. The waves crashing onto the rocks and sand; she knows how close she is to the water… but she doesn't mind. She sees Vergil breach the surface of the water. His eyes are heavy with… something. He makes his way to her. When he reaches her, crawls on top of her like a predator.
He pulls her into a kiss. He nibbles on her bottom lip and she allows him entry. She wraps her arms around him, pulling him close and not caring about the water soaking through her clothes.
Vergil lets out a low hiss and rips her clothing to shreds.
He positions his slit right at her core. He pulls her in for another deep kiss.
Rosemary wakes up abruptly from her slumber. She looks around her and is disappointed to see her bedroom.
She runs her hands over her face. Like a damn schoolgirl…
When Vergil dives back into the water, he does his best to shove down the tingling feeling in his tail. He growls. She didn't mean to nearly touch it. It was an accident. How was she to know that's where my…
He lets out a growling sigh. He peeks above the water to see Rosemary returning home.
He sinks back into the water with a growl, the tingling is stronger. Nothing happened and here I am… as needy as a smolt.
As he swims back home, his mind decides to be a bastard and conjures thoughts of having Rosemary at his mercy. The sounds she'd probably make. The feel of her skin. Her need for him.
Vergil stops swimming, irritated with himself. She shakes his head. Trying to think of something else.
He thinks of Rosemary. Her kind nature. Her warm smile. Her hair… as black as the night sky he adores. Her eyes… as beautiful as the stars that twinkle in the night sky.
He freezes. Another low growl bubbles from him. He then sighs.
Oh… what a moron I am…
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