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not chaotic good, bad, or neutral, but a secret fourth thing, chaotic horny in which i make decisions based on whether or not astarion would fuck me

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i lowkey also wanna write more yakuza!shouto but i literally can only peel myself away from this damn game to work

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havent been posting because im too busy playing bg3...

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the yan port mafia era dazai vs yan dabi divide is that even though they both kill for you without thinking twice about it, dazai holds their deaths over your head if you give him more pushback than he'd like. their blood is on your hands you know...he's the knife and you're the hand that wielded him...the guilt and terror makes for a nice leash and collar. dabi on the other hand cares too much about your opinion of him. depending on the situation he might never even let it slip that he had a hand in whoever's death. dazai gloats and guilts. dabi's just a loyal hound doing it's duty.

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you start csm like haha look at this guy with a chainsaw for his head and then you read it and you’re like. capitalism breeds evil and the fight for survival of the fittest can turn even the most moral men into willing candidates for violence. even so the human desire for connection and peace persists. at some point down the line of your own misery, when your basic needs are met you’ll understand that all you ever wanted was to be loved unconditionally. even when you didn’t know what that meant. even when you mistook it for lust or sex. after you stop starving you just want to belong and you want to be surrounded by your belonging. all forms of vegenance you might seek fade. even the most inhuman of us crave that and you find yourself always the same. of course you just wanted a hug. the only difference between a devil and a human is not accepting your vulnerability. look at this vomit panel tho ew haha

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like i nullified the druid grave AND goblin camp quests ?!?!?

welp i dont know how but i entered the wrong part of the map and now it wont let me work towards three of my quests...including saving halsin

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welp i dont know how but i entered the wrong part of the map and now it wont let me work towards three of my quests...including saving halsin

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went into bg3 thinking i would romance astarion but you have to make such mean choices to win his approval 😭😭 might have to go with wyll instead

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per my gamer bf: gonna reload from a save point

HELP I ACCIDENTALLY KILLED LAE'ZEL

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HELP I ACCIDENTALLY KILLED LAE'ZEL

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bf bought me baldurs gate but ive been so wrapped up in the hot characters that i didnt google the plot and had no idea it involved parasites and now i can hardly play because that's a huge squick for me 😭😭😭

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he looks just like a dream

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You text your f/o “can we fuck tonight?” What are they doing/replying?

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btw if anyone is ever trying to edit something and struggling i highly suggest you just post your fic !! guaranteed you will find at least (3) mistakes once you make the writing public and people start to interact with it

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yakuza!shouto x reader writing warm up

you fucked up.

badly.

broke into the wrong place at the worst time.

in your defense, you've been casing the joint for hours. it was supposed to be empty. how the hell were you supposed to know it was anything but?

the scene before you is gruesome. the body on the floor still warm. and the killers? yeah, they're staring straight at your dumb fucking ass.

you just had to choose this fucking house to break into. didn't you? what shitty fucking luck—not that you've ever been on particularly good terms with the lady. besides, you're really a horrible thief. too loud. too clumsy. probably should've gone into construction instead.

you're fast at least. from all these years of running. you're good at creating space, at keeping a distance between yourself and others. thank fuck for that because if your speed fails you now you are most certainly going to eat a bullet for dinner.

maybe a bullet wouldn't be so bad actually. you've had worse things to eat. what kind of metals are in bullets anyway? your anemic ass could certainly use some iron.

focus.

there's a car running in the driveway. likely an escape vehicle which means it would be an absolutely stupid thing to steal. the assholes are probably tracking it somehow. hitmen do shit like that, right? they keep close watch on their property?

the footsteps behind you are close. way too close for comfort.

fuck it. whatever. gambling's never been your vice, but it's probably worth the risk. you'll just hightail it out of here and ditch the car the moment you get the chance.

the driver's side door swings open when you pull at the handle.

idiots. who forgets to lock their fucking getaway car?

no matter. you're not one to look gift stupidity in the mouth. those morons can eat your fucking dust.

you throw the car in reverse and slam your foot on the pedal just as two hulking forms come into view. they have their weapons raised, poised to shoot.

tires screech on gravel as you tear down the driveway. you keep your head low in case your pursuers decide to empty their entire magazine into the back seat in a last ditch effort to kill you.

the rain of bullets never comes.

odd.

they probably could've hit you. is the car you're in worth so much they wouldn't risk dinging it?

the moment you hit the city you pull the car into a narrow alleyway and shift gears into park.

the night is too quiet and still. it does nothing to keep your mind off of your rabbiting heart. the stupid fucking thing is beating so fast you're certain you're setting some sort of world record.

you take a long deep breath in to steady yourself, relaxing your grip on the wheel.

"i'd torch the thing if i were you," comes a voice from the backseat. "you're dead if they find even a trace of something that could lead them to you."

that rabbiting heart of yours? yeah, it near about stops. you can barely find the courage to turn to meet the eyes of whoever the fuck you just took for a joyride.

the man is beautiful in a way that cuts like a knife. lean build. smooth skin...well mostly smooth anyway. there's what looks like a long since healed burn around his left eye.

the man also has a gun in his hand. he's not pointing it at you. he's not even fucking looking at you. he has his elbow propped on the window and his head resting in his hand.

yeah, you are so totally screwed.

"arson's not really my thing, but thanks for the tip," you reply, throwing open the door. it hits the brick wall of the alley with a dull thud.

you wince at the impact, wondering how much it costs to buff that kind of dent out of a car like this.

you chance a glance behind you, and the man is looking at you now, red eyebrows raised in amusement.

fuck.

motherfucker's toying with you.

there isn't a large enough gap for you to wriggle out of the car, and you don't have the strength to yank the door closed again now that you've so dimwittedly sandwiched it into the wall.

the asshole in the back's just watching you. he seems curious what you'll do next.

psh, as if the solution isn't obvious.

you start the car, moving the gear stick into drive, and slowly scrape your way down the alleyway, aiming for the entrance.

"bit conspicuous, don't you think?"

"shut up," you spit, stopping the car nonetheless. "like you could come up with anything better."

a lazy smile touches the corner of his lips.

"i'd never get myself into such a predicament. i would have-" the man is cut off by a buzzing in his pocket.

holy shit he has a phone on him?!

"do you mind?" he asks, answering the call anyway. "i kind of need to take this."

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just saw a reverse trope writing prompt list and one of them was accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss and hear me out this concept but with shouto