#how she fucking demonizes the way im reacting to situations and the things i want. like sorry for being 23 years old and for being on the

[pepprs]

my mom thinks im a bad person

[wildfire317s-oc-box]

What happens when you let me think to much pt.3:

So keep in mind im not a psychologist i am just going off of personal experience and why similar characters in other media do similar things.

My theory about why Douma is the way he is:

So right off the bat Douma was raised by cult leaders to be a cult leader and from what i have researched (because im a horror nerd and im curious about such things) that on its own can really fuck someone up mentally. But that much is obvious; What may not be obvious is that im pretty sure that while he was growing up he was emotionally neglected far beyond the whole "our cult has to have everyone happy all the time" thing he grew up with and this can be sort of seen because of how his parents died: his mother murdered his father and then killed herself without first bothering to make sure there was anyone to care for him or even make sure he was out of the house, leaving him orphaned. Pretty sure any parent that does that while their child is still around and not going to have anyone else to care for him is emotionally abusive (and to be honest probably major narcissists because seriously who actually wants to force people into being happy all the time but a narcissist unless they really dont know any better). Speaking of that Im pretty sure the trauma from that happening right there in front of him (whether he actually knows it or not) is what really broke him, when it comes to his thoughts at the time its actually pretty common to think something along those lines when in shock from a traumatic event (like how people who are being held at gunpoint might think "really this had to happen while i was wearing my new guccis" or something). And then there was the pressure to be the new leader of his parents cult and likely having to lead by example during the general age group where emotional development is pretty important since he was a small child when he had to take over like probably not even in double digits yet; the age where most people are learning what emotions are, why they have them when they have them and how to properly react to them and there Douma is having to be happy all the time for these adults that he's essentially been drop-kicked into leadership of and not getting the chance to learn most of the other emotions. And thats not even including how he was raised to act as a sort of prophet because his eyes were a literal rainbow. Im also worried his parents were either physically abusive towards him or eachother while around him considering his reaction to akaza literally punching his head off and him thinking that he was just being friendly and saying hello (that or its the fact that he most likely has a pain kink), however what he says to shinobu while shes dying suggests that his parents were most likely verbally abusive to each other and then probably lied to him when/if he asked about it. I think the fact that he goes after women most of the time also has something to do with what happened in his childhood (probably his mother murdering his father and then killing herself as she was technically the one who left him orphaned) along with him thinking women are more rich in nutrients for demons due to the fact that they can nurture babies, similar as to why akaza strictly goes after men wether he knows it or not. Maybe this is why he wanted to keep kotoha/mama hashibira because despite her situation she chose to not abandon her son unlike his own mother (and probably the countless others who were in his cult). I also think this may be why he (occasionally) has to literally mess around with his brain to remember things from farther back in the past, since one type of trauma response is blocking out memories of certain situations, similar situations and the times before and/or after the traumatic situation for a certain amount of time. Another trauma response is denial, insisting that nothing is wrong with him emotionally or psychologically until being completely being proven otherwise and breaking the dam.

Long and short of it is: he was raised to at the very least appear happy all the time by emotionally neglectful parents, became orphaned through a traumatizing series of events, got drop-kicked into the most likely very stressful position of cult leader probably way before he was anywhere near ready to actually take that position and had to lead by example the only way he knew how during crucial developmental years leaving no time to learn other emotions let alone anyone to teach him other emotions. Trauma responses are kinda fucking him over along with all that ^ and probably making him a ticking bomb. Basically it's not so much that he literally can't feel human/demon emotion but more so he never learned how to and has worn his "happy mask" for so long he forgot it was ever a mask to begin with and eventually forgot it was even there.

[mammonsvulva]

Hi there! I just discovered your page and i loved the bachata headcannon!

On that same line, can you do a female latina headcannon? Like, more specifically, Colombian, you know, an MC that's like normally fluent in english but when mad she just burst on angry spanish screaming session with latin curses and a strong accent and also just getting really mad if deemed as Mexican by default? I'd love that! Thank youuuu (also feel free to ignored this if it's not of your fancy)

I hope you have a great day!

Of course! I really hope you like it! :)

(I tried to incorporate things some of my relatives say as Colombians please don’t hate me🥲)

The Brothers + Datables and a Latina MC with Colombian Habits

Lucifer❤️

Lucifer has always been amused by the boldness MC portrayed, that is until Mammon pissed her off

MC actually f*cking explodes, calling Mammon “culicagao” (like a bratty kid) and a bunch of profanities out of rage

Actually leaves Lucifer surprised, who could she hate so much that she’d put a curse on them?

Is actually kind of scared to speak up after she went silent, kinda just stares at her like “what the fuck do I do”

“I’ve told Mammon A THOUSAND TIMES. IM NOT F*CKING MEXICAN”

(Oooohh Mammons gonna get his ASS WHOOPED)

“MAAAAAAMMMMOOOOONNN????”

Mammon💛

Could learn a thing or two from MC, had some strong clap backs

Is counting his money when OUT OF NOWHERE MC just starts incanting a literal curse

Literally has his quaking in his boots dude, like he’s genuinely terrified

He can’t keep up with anything she’s saying and feels like his time to die has come

Doesn’t say A WORD when she calms down, jumps when she starts apologizing for reacting like that

“W-w-what happened? ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )”

“I LOST 10 GRAND IN BLACK JACK! ITS FUCKING RIGGED!”

Is genuinely more cautious for a while, kind of traumatized him

Mammon thought it’d be a great Idea to take her to meet one of his witches, MC already didn’t like her but listen to this

First thing the witch said was “Aren’t you that Mexican transfer student or whatever?”

(‘Oooh Ms. Girl you fucked up’)

Leviathan💙

Wishes he could have MCs confidence, ‘how does she respond like that 0•0’

He’s reading Manga while MC just lost on the same level for the 5th time

Accidentally shifts to his demon for he got so scared

Has to whip his tail up and grab the controller before she could slam it, genuinely terrified for his well being

Once she calms down she goes to give him a hug, to help with her frustration

*PANICS* “I-I can h-help you with that level, if y-you want..”

MC watches as he beats it with ease and heaves a sigh of relief, literally such a stupid game

Gets just as offended as MC when somebody said “I went to Mexico on vacation once, what was it like growing up there?”

Will let her handle it and he’ll be her Moral Support <3

Satan💚

Loved that MC was always ready, he was like that too being the Avatar of Wrath

Is genuinely amused when MC burst out swearing because she got a bad grade, he actually thought it was hilarious

Thinks of like a game to keep up with everything she’s shouting, makes her more upset

“What the fuck are you laughing at juemadre de la-“

“You’re Hot when you’re mad, Did you know that?”

Makes her go silent immediately, why is he like this, making people wanna act up on DIAVOLO

When they’re BOTH mad at something it’s like a f*cking BOMB RAID bro

They both just keep adding more, even when Satans speaking a Demon Dialect and MC is speaking Spanish LMAOO

When an arrogant soul decides to purposely mislabel MC as Mexican, the fool needs to count his seconds with MC and Satan both getting on his ass

Asmodeus💞

Has always liked the spunk MC had, it entertained him to watch her bicker with his brothers

Surprised, but not happy AT ALL with the fact that MC could blow up like that

Gets on MC for lashing out, “MC! THIS IS TERRIBLE FOR YOUR SKIN, DO YOU WANT WRINKLES?”

Gets MC to tell him what made her loose her cool like that

“That stupid b*tch from class posted saying “That Mexican transfer student isn’t pretty enough to be this annoying”

Almost explodes as bad as MC did

“MS. GIRL SHE SAID WHAT? Lemme hop on Devilgram and end her career real quick💖”

Devilgram post- Asmodeus 19:34: “Aw sweetie, Not everybody can be as gorgeous as MC and muah, but don’t go trying to drag her in the dirt with you. Filthy🥱”

No mercy on the haters💔

Beelzebub🧡

Like Asmo, found it entertaining to see MC bicker with his brothers every now and then

MC just couldn’t keep calm anymore when she messed up the recipe she was working on AGAIN

Beel becomes more concerned than scared, ‘Is she ok? :(‘

Gets up to hug MC, hoping it’ll help calm her down a bit

She explains that she kept ruining the dessert no matter how hard she tried

“MC, it’s ok to do it wrong, because it helps you learn how to do it right :)”

She’s tried again, except this time with Beel to help her :)

Gets upset when someone defaults MC as Mexican, knowing how much she hates it

He may be a teddy bear but man don’t f*ck with his Chef

Belphegor💜

Thought MC was amusing with the way she made sure everyone knew she wouldn’t take any BS

MC just happened to stub her toe while Belphie was sleeping, and now he’s awake, and heated

“What the f*ck happened?”

Is actually more concerned than upset, she wouldn’t lash out like that for no reason

When MC explains that a picture of her in the RAD Catalog still ended up being there even though she made it clear she was against it

“Oh, MC- you look good in every photo, I wouldn’t be upset about it”

Assures her it’s not a big deal and then invites her to come take a nap with him

Will mean mug the f*ck out of anyone who assumes MC is Mexican, because he finds extremely disrespectful (as it is)

Might commit homicide if they keep saying Mexican but I ain’t no snitch

+

Diavolo♥️

At first took MC as disrespectful, but learned it was only when she felt she was being disrespected (then by all means, go off)

Surprisingly, Diavolo speaks Spanish, but he still kind of struggles to keep up

He’s just laughing the whole time too, like MC isn’t furious

Later, MC calmly explains just some random student pissed her off again

“Who is this student you say? Do I need to have a chat with them as the Demon Lord of The Devildom? :)?”

Dia actually admires how passionate MC is about her home country, agrees that it’s disrespectful to mislabel someone

Because he can, Dia starts to learn about Colombian culture and throwing parties just for MC

Starts saying shit like “politas pa la rumba!” (I’ll buy beers for everyone¿) just to sound cool to MC

Barbatos💟

Barb doesn’t understand how someone could be so beautiful but so hostile sometimes, overall doesn’t really mind though

Is surprised that such things could conde from MC, kind of chuckles thinking about it

He figured he should try and step in to calm the situation

“Is there anything I can do to ease you, MC?”

It ended up being that Diavolo was completely ignoring her and brushing her aside when he never did that with Solomon

Asks if she’d like him to talk to Dia about it, since he may approach it better than she will

Barb will quietly correct anybody who believes her to be Mexican, just so MC won’t have to deal with their arrogance herself

Takes his free time and makes dishes from Colombia, or Colombian themed cookies or cupcakes to make MC happy :)

Simeon🤍

Is trying to teach MC better ways to respond to idiots, more Angelic ways

When MC blows up for the first time in front of him, the literal shock she sent him into omfg

*GASP* “MC?! WHY ARE YOU SAYING SUCH VILE THINGS?”

Like, HELLOOO? SHE DARES TO SAY SUCH THINGS IN AN ANGELS PRESENCE?

Helps to calm her down after showing distaste for her words

“You’re lips are to beautiful to speak such sinful things”

Will go on to give MC a long but kind lecture about why exploding like that is bad for her Aura and whatever

Will politely make it known that someone was wrong for assuming MC is Mexican, does get a bit irritated though

He now goes up to MC when she’s getting upset, to remind her to breathe and comfort her with a deep hug :)

“See? It’s ok MC~ just breathe in and out for me, ok? :)”

Solomon⚛️

Will piss MC off on purpose just to see her pop off, he LOVES it

Literally her #1 cheerleader when she blows up, adding on to what she’s upset about

“Period MC” “No way she said that! What a fugly b*tch” “Right, she’s just a hater”

Hypes her up all the time, even when she’s obviously in the wrong

Sol needs ALL the tea, pulls up like “who we talking shit about?”

Will get on someone’s ass just because, now think about when someone mislabels MC😳💥

Gives MC a sense of pride hearing him say “Cagué” when he messes up a potion, he obviously picked that up from her

Luke⛅️

Gets kinda (really) scared when MC becomes a little aggressive

Actually bursts out crying because he was scared MC was mas at him

MC traumatized this kid so bad, he ran to Simeon like he was getting chased be some demons

“M-m-mom is really m-mad and *sobs* I’m s-scared *sobs more*”

MC IMMEDIATELY feels super bad because she scared away his soul

Simeon, having talked to her about it already, mouthed “Apologize now.” In a very not polite manner, kinda scaring MC too🚫🧢

Has MC apologizing PROFUSELY, trying to explain it wasn’t Luke’s fault

Once he calms down, they go to bake cookies like usual, except this time he’s sniffing the whole time :( 💔

I really hope this fit what you asked for :( </3

[queenofcats17]

The Ink Demonth 30

So, after seeing this post, I wanted to write it. 

I have just realized that @hello-im-not-a-possum is the originator of this AU idea, so this is for them.

This is old and I decided to repurpose it for the “Partner” prompt

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Henry…honestly wasn’t sure what was going on.

He’d left the infirmary after getting the valve wheel and had been greeted by…a sight he hadn’t seen before. It was a Boris wearing pants, suspenders, a shirt, and a Bendy mask on the side of its head. And it was holding a dustpan.

Henry couldn’t help but stare. He wasn’t sure where this Boris had come from and where it had gotten a shirt of all things. He was assuming this was Sammy. Mostly because of the dustpan and the mask, as well as the fact that this was where Sammy usually popped up.

“….Hi,” Henry said slowly. 

The Boris raised its dustpan menacingly. Henry took an instinctive step back.

“Hey! Wait!” He put his hands up, scrambling to find something to appease the irate music director.

This was a change, so maybe he could pick Sammy up as a companion. Maybe he could save him. But he had to act quickly. Sammy in this state wasn’t exactly the patient sort.

He held up a can of soup. “D-Do you want some soup?” He asked with a shaky smile. 

The Boris slowly lowered its dustpan. 

“You would offer me sustenance?” It asked with Sammy’s voice.

“Yeah, sure.” 

For a moment, Sammy stared at Henry. Then he dropped the dustpan and sunk to his knees. 

“My Lord,” he gasped, lowering his head. 

Henry grimaced, kneeling and rolling the soup can to his former friend. This was weird, but he could work with it. 

“Do you…want to come with me?” Henry asked slowly.

“I would follow you anywhere, my Lord,” Sammy said without a hint of sarcasm or insincerity.

“Okay. Cool.” Henry nodded and turned away. “Well, let’s get going.”

Sammy discarded his mask and followed without another word.

Henry hadn’t been entirely sure how they’d get from the Music Department to Boris’ safehouse, but luckily for him the Ink Demon still triggered to chase them. It seemed generally displeased that Sammy was with Henry now, and grew especially displeased when Sammy tried to attack it.

“Sammy, no! We gotta go!” Henry yelled as he dragged Sammy through the hallways. “We are not fighting it!”

“But I must protect you!” Sammy protested, waving his ax in the general direction of the quickly gaining Ink Demon.

“While I appreciate that, I’d rather have you alive!” Henry responded. “I’m not going to lose you again!”

Hearing this made Sammy abruptly stop swinging, which made it considerably easier to drag him. Henry only noticed how much Sammy’s tail was wagging once they had successfully escaped the Ink Demon.

“Sammy? Are you alright?” Henry asked.

Sammy didn’t respond, just staring ahead with a dreamy look while his tail vigorously wagged.

“My Lord values me,” he whispered to himself.

Henry couldn’t help but sigh. This was going to be a thing he would have to deal with, huh? At least Sammy was alright. And the tail wagging was pretty cute.

It was at that moment that the bacon soup can rolled into view and Boris poked his head around the corner.

Sammy jumped into action, getting in front of Henry and brandishing his ax.

“Speak your name and state your purpose!” He demanded.

Boris whimpered and moved away, ears drooping.

“Sammy, it’s alright, he’s a friend,” Henry said, getting between Sammy and Boris. “He’s going to help us.”

Sammy narrowed his eyes, pausing for a moment before slowly lowering his ax.

“Very well,” he said. “Rejoice, hound, for my Lord has chosen to spare you.”

Boris looked over at Henry with an expression that radiated confusion.

“I know, he’s kind of weird.” Henry smiled apologetically and patted Boris’ head. “But he’s on our side this time.”

Boris nodded, although he still regarded Sammy warily on their way back to the safe-house.

.

It didn’t take long after they got to the safe-house for Sammy to become incredibly attached to Boris as well. The majority of this was because Boris had provided them both with bacon soup. It also helped Sammy to see Henry interacting positively with Boris. Seeing how much Henry cared about Boris convinced Sammy that the wolf was to be trusted. And more importantly, protected.

This meant when the time came for Alice to steal Boris away, Sammy fought her off tooth and nail. So when Henry woke up, he was greeted with two cartoon wolves, ready to continue helping him on his journey.

Even before that, though, Henry found himself incredibly glad to have Sammy around. Yes, the former music director tended to throw himself into dangerous situations with no regard for his own personal safety, but he was also incredibly helpful with dealing with the corrupted Butcher Gang members and Searchers.

And it was really nice to have someone else to talk to, even if Henry did still have to deal with Sammy’s prophet talk. He hadn’t realized the toll it had taken on him to have to go through all of this alone and almost completely silent.

“You know, I’m really glad you’re here, Sammy,” Henry remarked as they headed down to level 14.

They had finished with all of Alice’s errands except for the one on the Projectionist’s level and Henry wanted to express his appreciation now in case the Projectionist killed Sammy. Because Henry was almost certain Sammy would immediately try to fight the Projectionist.

Sammy blinked, clearly surprised by this comment, and quickly looked away. “I’m glad I can be of service to you, my Lord.”

“It’s not just ‘being of service’,” Henry insisted. “You’re a good ally to have and I’m glad me and Boris have you to help watch our backs.”

Sammy said nothing, although his tail began to vigorously wag.

Boris made a noise that might have been a laugh and hugged Sammy. The relationship between the two of them had improved even further since the safe-house, which made Henry happy to see. 

“I am…glad that you both enjoy my company,” Sammy said slowly, tail wagging even more vigorously at the hug. “…Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Henry smiled and patted Sammy’s shoulder.

The elevator reached level 14 a minute later, and Henry and Sammy got out.

Henry approached the railing, scanning the ink flooded level below. If they were lucky, maybe they could avoid the Projectionist.

Unfortunately, that didn’t seem to be in the cards.

“Ssh…There he is.” Alice’s voice came through the speakers as the Projectionist walked out of one of the doorways. “The Projectionist. Skulking in the darkness. You be sure to stay out of his light, if you don’t want trouble. Just bring me back the pieces I need.”

“Alright. We need to get the ink hearts and avoid him,” Henry whispered. “So don’t go fighting him, okay?” He looked over to make sure Sammy understood, only to see that Sammy was already jumping over the railing to go attack the Projectionist.

“Fuck!” Henry all but sprinted down the stairs to where Sammy was attempting to defeat the Projectionist.

Thankfully, they were able to take him out before Sammy was killed, although Henry did die at one point. But, as usual, he was resurrected at a Bendy statue.

“The monster has been defeated!” Sammy proclaimed proudly once the Projectionist fell.

For a moment, Henry just stood there, catching his breath. Then he grabbed Sammy by the shoulders and all but slammed him against the wall.

“M-My Lord?” Sammy’s eyes widened, taken aback by Henry’s sudden violent gesture. Henry had never behaved like this toward him before.

“Stop doing that!” Henry yelled.

“S-Stop doing what, my Lord?”

“Stop just running into danger like that!” Tears were welling up in Henry’s eyes.

“But I…I must protect you,” Sammy said.

“Then don’t try to die!” Henry’s grip on Sammy’s shoulders tightened slightly. “If you want to protect me then stay!” His voice dropped in volume as he began to quietly sob. “Please. I can’t lose you again, Sammy. Please.”

Sammy paused, unsure how to react. On one hand, he felt he needed to defend his Lord from whatever threat might arise, taking preemptive action if needed. On the other hand, it was clearly upsetting his Lord that he was putting himself in danger. But why did it matter? Sammy was but a humble servant of his Lord. His life was of no consequence.

Still, if his Lord wished for him to cease these actions, he should obey.

“Very well,” he nodded solemnly. “I will…Try not to behave so recklessly in the future.”

“Thank you,” Henry whispered, pulling Sammy into a partner. “I…I know you don’t think of yourself like this but…I consider you my friend. And my partner.”

Sammy’s tail began to vigorously wag once more, which got a laugh out of Henry.

“Alright.” Henry pulled back with a tearful smile. “Let’s, uh, let’s go get those ink hearts and get back to Alice so we can get out of here.”

Sammy’s tail abruptly stopped wagging and his ears drew back.

“I still don’t see why we must play her games,” he grumbled as he followed Henry into the labyrinth.

“I know I know.” Henry nodded as he scanned the corners for ink hearts. “But she controls the elevator.”

Not to mention, they needed to follow the script, even with this change.

Sammy grumbled under his breath, but said nothing more on the subject. Instead, he began to sniff the air. Before Henry could ask what he was doing, Sammy was off like a shot.

“Hey! Sammy! Where are you going?!” Henry scrambled after him.

It turned out Sammy could sniff out the ink hearts. Which was unexpected (even though Sammy was currently a canine), but not unwelcome, and ended up cutting the time Henry usually spent searching in half. This skill also helped them get out of the labyrinth since Henry hadn’t picked up the ink heart on the platform in his hurry to save Sammy.

As they grabbed the last ink heart and got back in the elevator, Henry once again thought about how happy he was to have Sammy there with him. He wouldn’t be alone this loop. Not even for a second.

[diorthesuperior]

Sharing is Caring

Vocal unit + y/n smut

“Sweetie they've heard us one too many times, these walls are pretty thin, not that they're complaining, don't be afraid, one extra person in bed won't make you too loud”

You let the warm breath escape your mouth, speechless.

“You said this would be us time but fine ”

+*+

“Are you sure she'll be okay” Joshua noted clearing his throat.

“Well she thinks she's about to have her first threesome and doesn't know there's 5 of us here so”

“Isnt it too much?..”

“Joshua don't underestimate my girl”

“My bad”

The atmosphere was quiet but the same thrill rushed in all 5 in the room. The vocal unit had neighbouring dorm rooms. However seungkwan had his own room with you since you were his girlfriend and you worked as a stylist under pledis. It was a known fact that the other members in the vocal unit could hear you and seungkwan most nights as you were both quite vocal in bed.

The door knob turned and the door slowly opened.

You walked in wearing a pair of black silk short shorts and a dark blue bralette. You had a robe draped over yourself, concealing yourself slightly but not enough.

“Hey baby I-”

You stalled and looked at all the faces that were glued to you.

“Sweetie I know there's more here than you anticipated but my friends here, you said you wanted to try new things and I was thinking maybe this”

“babe”

“Y/N”

You looked around at the faces you knew so well. Your relationships were innocent and friendly, this was a situation you couldn't have imagined ever.

Seungkwan walked over, leaning in to place a soft kiss on your lips.

“Sweetie it's alright if you don't want to I can tell them to leave ”

“N-No, let them stay”

Seungkwan turns towards the boys giving them hope. Followed by you removing your robe showing your glowy skin, prominent collarbones and a bit of cleavage.

“wow fuck” woozi mutters adjusting his position on his chair, manspreading.

“shes beautiful seungkwan” seokmin blushed.

“tell her that yourself, or show it” he smirked while pushing you on bed.

Your boyfriend was the best and always the sweetest but when it came to “bed time” he was a dom demon and fuck did it turn you on.

Seokmin looked deeply at Seungkwan, slightly questioning him through his eyes.

“You heard me, show my slut the love she deserves”

You sat up by the weight of you arms looking up at your boyfriend and then at seokmin who seemed a bit hesitant.

“Huh? Seokmin don't act like you haven't masturbated to the sound of her moans from your dorm”

Heat flushed straight to your face and core. This situation was unfamiliar and you felt guilt for feeling this kind of way by another man but you couldn't help it.

Seokmin sat beside you on the bed turning to pick you up, placing you on his thighs.

“Babygirl you smell so good”

He pushed your hair to the side of your neck, tucking the remaining strands behind your heated ears. He started sucking purple marks on your neck down to your collarbones reciting some breathy moans from you. His hands travelled your figure, resting on your arms as his thumbs rubbed slow circles into them.

He grabbed you by your chin and tilted it slightly down, inches away from eachother.

“I've wanted to mark you up for ages babygirl, thank you for letting me decorate your beautiful skin”

Before you could reply, his tongue was in your mouth fighting for dominance. His taste was sweet and his rhythm was so good. He left you breathless and needy when he pulled away to look at you.

You seemed to have forgotten your surroundings, enjoying every bit of seokmins affection. Seungkwan came over with a slightly red face. Seokmin moved you off his lap and walked back over to his seat, knowing very well seungkwan was about to do something.

“Sweetie you seemed to enjoy that too much, were you trying to make your boyfriend jealous? Isn't this supposed to be 'us time'?”

You gulped and put you head down unaware of what to say or react.

“Slut look at me or at least reply...fuck this I'll make you respond”

He roughly grabbed you and shoved you on to his thick thighs. Your face was towards him while the others got your backside. Your shorts had rode up exposing your ass, making the others react in all sorts of ways.

Joshua and Jeonghan were the quiet type but watching their members get you more and more riled up really got to them. The grunts and low moans made while they pumped themselves on the nearby chairs were sinful.

“Sweetie why don't you ride my thighs like the good slut you are, this can be a warm up. The boys always heard your reaction to this so show them how you ride my killer thighs”

His voice went down an octave and the teasing foreshadowing words made your core throb.

His hands squeezed your ass tightly, followed by a rough spank. The loudest moan rumbled from inside your chest. The members around hardened and watched in awe, muttering praises.

“Let my dirty slut hear your praise. She's so horny and wet for you all. She acted as if this was something she wasn't up for at the start but she's loving this so much. She likes it when others are watching”

You close your eyes tightly to hide your reaction. His hands shifted from your ass, up your thighs to your waist and pulled you in closer to straddle his lap. You moved your hips slightly, brushing up against his large hardened bulge. A loud whine choked from you from the stimulation of his white jeans against your slick sensitive pussy. Seungkwans hand grabbed a fistful of your hair, grabbing at the roots and pulling your head back so he can leave wet kisses on your new exposed skin.

“Looks like my sluts been marked already. Such a whore”

The throbbing between your legs continued as you hardly grinded on his bulge and thigh, pulling his soft hair which got a moan in response. His moans were like alcohol. Beautiful but made you more and more crazy. It made you want to cum there and then on his thighs.

As you listened to his breathy groans you continued to straddle his muscular thighs, everytime you rutted closer towards his bulge. Your chest rose up and down as you got more and more turned on, proving to be a great view to seungkwan. As you grounded yourself down on his thigh he touched your chest and teased soft kisses everywhere he could reach. One harsh movement and you were arching reaching closer, your chest in his face. He swiftly removed your bralette without restricting you of your movement on his thigh. He tensed his thigh making you yelp even more. His eyes caught contact with yours as he lowered to suck at your nipple, flicking his tongue around your sensitive hardened nipples due to the temperature change.

He switched to your other, sucking gently on your nub, biting down refreshing yet another loud moan from your rose lips. Your face was red from embarrassment at how loud you were but you really couldn't help it you were overwhelmed.

“Sweetie don't be shy, everyone here has heard and wanked to your loud moans and screams before”

“He's right princess” Jeonghan muttered up.

Your hips moved faster against his thigh from the pleasure taking over your body, moans exiting your mouth at a rapid pace.

“Baby im”

“Cum on my thigh like the big slut you are”

“Youre so dirty cumming on your boyfriend's jeans” Woozi said in his deep yet amazed voice.

“Cum for your daddy like a goodgirl” Joshua added.

With all the attention, praise and his firm grip holding your movement harder against his thigh, you let out a cry of pleasure as your orgasm washed over you in waves.

“Thats it sweetie, get use to it this won't be your first ”Seungkwan smirks moving you to lie down to come down.

Seungkwans white jeans had a huge wet stain on the thigh area. All the boys looked like they were struggling to keep themselves together. You put your head down again in embarrassment, the stain was huge and soaked through.

One of the boys stood up from the chair quickly and made there way towards you with dominance.

“Fucking whore leaking making such a mess with that sopping pussy of yours”

You gulped loud unable to hide your arousal for his dominant state. The way he shouted at you made you melt.

“Ill have to teach that pussy of yours a lesson and put you in your place”

“P-pease sir”

“its daddy” he exhaled pulling your silk shorts down to you ankles, allowing you to do the rest and kick them off which ended up flying towards seokmin who wasn't complaining.

Woozis eyes trailed down towards your glistening core. He smirked running a finger over your folds collecting your arousal on his long digit. Without warning he suddenly pumped his finger inside you. You were weak and rested your forehead on his shoulders and you gripped onto the sides on his shoulders. He pumped another two fingers inside your pussy. He curled his fingers inside you, a series of moans screamed past your mouth.

“Spread them legs wide whore I want to taste you so bad”

“Daddy please eat me out I'm begging”

Woozi kneeled before your open legs and licked his lips before licking a long stripe up your pussy. He flicked your throbbing bud with his tongue and groaned against your clit.

“Wow fuck you're just as sweet as I imagined”

You threw your head back as his tongue dived within your folds licking up all your leaking wetness, sucking on your clit harshly. Your legs started to shake from the sensitive contact.

“So wet for me who makes you feel so good whore?”

“d-daddy..” you struggle to speak out as he licked up and down your cunt.

You tried grinding into his tongue to create more friction and that is when he pulled back leaving you empty. Right when your were about to reach the edge he stopped.

“Whore you stained your boyfriend's jeans so I'm not letting you cum just yet.”

You moaned in frustration praising him trying to get him to fulfill your needs and to be touched.

“Daddy please I'll be good I promise”

“You promise”

“Yes I swear”

“Thats a good whore now where was i”

He pushed three fingers inside you with ease because of how wet you had been. He pounded his fingers rapidly in and out of you, curling his fingers slightly hitting the spot that made you moan out heavenly sounds for the others. You came hard on his fingers, your slickness covering his fingers. Once he let you ride out your orgasm he removed his fingers and sucked them infront of you. Your core was absolutely ruined. It was pulsating frantically. He pulled you in for a kiss and you could taste yourself off his lips.

“Whore taste good doesn't she?” he whispers

“My sweetie knows how to put on a show” Seungkwan speaks out taking a look at the other members who seemed to have enjoyed the viewing alot, proof being the various moans and unzipped pants.

“Now sweetie since you're so wet and horny I think you deserve some more from me”

“Seungkwan please”

“Say it sweetie”

“Please I want you to fuck me with you cock and fill me up with your cum please”

“Since you've been so good I suppose I can, boys, prepare yourself, you've yet to hear her most beautiful sounds.”

You lie on your back on the bed, legs ready to be taken by seungkwan and thrown over his shoulders. You didn't need any warming up.

He put his tip and your entrance, his tip hitting your clit making you moan yet again. He inches into you and bottomed out, a moan tearing through your throat as you adjusted to the stretch. His dick was big and though your were his girlfriend you still weren't use to his size. After a few moments he started moving, speeding up his hips. He watched your wet pussy swallow up his whole dick with a smirk plastered on his face. Every time his dick disappeared fully the loudest pleasurable moans emerged from you. You held onto the back of your thighs as seungkwan pounded into you, fast and hitting the right spot. He placed one of your legs down and kept one thrown over his shoulder. He slowly lifted you a little and pounded into you hitting the gspot consecutively without fail. Bliss overtook your body.

“Joshua, Jeonghan come over here I know you've been wanting to get your dick rubbed”

Without hesitation they made their way over and sat on the bed, one on each side of you.

“Y/N flip and cock your ass up for me for me like a good girl”

“Yes Seungkwan”

“And you've got two hands, put them to use sweetie”

You gasp when seungkwan enters you again, showing no mercy and pounding your pussy into oblivion.

You look at joshua and jeonghan and bit your lip. They're both infront of you with their erect cocks standing, red and leaking precum. You use your thumb to smoother their precum from their sensitive tips down their length to make some lubrication. You work your hands on their cocks and slowly pumped into a faster speed making them groan and moan loudly. Jeonghan let out the most beautiful moans, they were so high and desperate yet he sounded so content.

“Princess fuck yes”

“Baby faster” Joshua growled throwing his head back, his adams apple emerging from his neck. He looked so hot. Both of them did. And they were both in your hands. You were in control of their moans and pleasure and it made you feel so good. Seungkwan continued moving in out of you switching up the rhythm.

“Seokmin over now” Seungkwan ordered.

Seokmin got up from his seat zipping up his jeans from previous actions.

“Theres no need to zip that up, sit infront of my sweetie, she'll take care of that mountain, isn't that right sweetie?”

Seungkwan spanks your ass leaving his red hand marks on your cheeks making you moans again.

“Y/N please suck me dry, you don't understand how flustered I got when I found out you were the new stylist in pledis. For our fear comeback when you tailored my pants, your head was down at cock level and I wanted you so bad”

You leave kisses on seokmins chest, becoming familiar with the earlier sexual encounter with seokmin. Everything about Seokmin was so endearing and hot. Your core started throbbing and pulsating. The tightness of your walls on seungkwans girthy cock made him groan in pleasure.

“Fuck Seokmin you're making my girl so tight”

You blush and look up innocently at Seokmins eyes. That fucking killed him. Such dirty actions he'd seen you do all night and you give him puppy eyes when you're down beside his cock your lips he admired so much about to touch his tip.

“I knew don't worry. The bulge in your pants in the performances right after me fitting you shows how you felt”

You swipe your tongue over his slit and took as much of his big member as you could into your mouth, the rest you pumped with your hands. Seokmin pulled on your hair from the vibrations of you moaning on his cock. Seungkwan fastened his pace making you moan around his cock even more. You sucked on his head and hollowed your cheeks as you bopped your head up and down his length.

You started whining as you started reaching your high from the endless attack on your pussy but also the breathy groans from seokmins pleasure and the others moans who watched. You let out a strangled moan and clench around seungkwans huge cock. All of this was becoming too much for seokmin too, his hips started shaking as he finally released his seed down your throat.

You swallowed it all and licked at his slit getting every bit of his cum. You came around seungkwan and lay down from exhaustion.

Woozi, jeonghan and Joshua all watched and pumped themselves in sync with the pounding and head bopping, releasing on themselves as they watched the sight unravel.

“Sweetie you did so well”

“Whore how about you come back to mine and we'll record some of your moans for adlibs for the upcoming album”

“Send the adlibs to me for keepsakes” jeonghan sighed out, wiping his cum off his hands. Joshua raises his hand slightly.

“Me too if you don't mind”

You lay on the bed exhausted surrounded by a bunch of sweaty hot guys.

“Sweetie remember when you said you wanted 'us time' earlier, how do you feel about that now”

“Yeah I changed my mind”

[writingiyuu]

affection; sanemi x reader fluff hc 🌪🌧

requested.

posting it earlier because I can.

warning: slight or more angst

people wondered how you both get together. you were his tsuguko and you both only exchange words during training. who proposed first, they often ask. everytime you wanted to answer it you could sense sanemi’s malicious intent somewhere around you even though he dosent seem to be there. with that, you did not say any futher.

however, this relationship was quite a shaky one. not only he was busy slaying demons, also he refused to accept any affection you try oh so hard to give him.

“stay away from me”

“get out”

“go away”

and so much more. you were wondering, the fact that he accepted your proposal (yes you proposed first hehebebebe) and the day after you wanted to hug him and so on, any means of affection, he would quickly turn away. the moment you ask, he would tend to say for you to train more and not focus on this relationship right now.

you were confused. he accepted you but now he dosent want you to care about this relationship? about him? wehh???

despite all that you’ve been nothing but patient. waiting for the day he finally reacted to you lovingly and showed you the attention and love you crave from him. until one day, you utterly could not stand it.

that day was a rainy day. the storm continued from the wee hours to the current evening. and you absolutely hate rainy days. it reminded you of the past, where your entire family wad murdered right in front of your eyes. you can still remember it, fresh on your mind the pools of blood, mixing with the rain, seemingly making your house look like a bloody swimming pool. you only got out alive because your siblings hid you near the well behind your house. and after a long period of time, when you gathered courage to step out, you saw that. although this memory gave you the drive to train harder, it still traumatised you. and no one knew. not even sanemi.

back to the present, you were sent to do a mission with sanemi. news of many, not only villagers but demon slayers have been going missing in the recent nights. do you have been sent on a mission with sanemi to find out the situation and if there is, a demon, exterminate it. you kept thinking, at least im with sanemi. at least in with sanemi. at least-. a tree crashed down and nearly hit you, if not for your dearest boyfriend.

“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING. WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO DO RISK YOUR FUCKING LIFE? SNAP OUT OF YOUR TRANCE WE ARE ON A FUCKUNG MISSION HERE.”

you were in a daze but the amount of profanities suddenly shot at you and you were not even prepared for that, shocked you to the very bone. you could not control your emotions, you started hiccuping and the next thing you knew, turquoise tears was flowing down your cheeks.

your boyfriend, sighed and rolled his eyes. did he not care about you? you thought. bad thinking. it made you want to cry even more.

“this ain’t a fucking childcare. what do you want me to do huh? it was your fault that you couldn’t even take care of yourself. you could’ve been killed. stop playing victim.”

one thing led to another, you immediately raged out. “I CAN’T. I’M TRAUMATISED. THERE IS SO MUCH GOING IN MY HEAD AND YOU DON’T EVEN CARE! I’M SO SORRY SANEMI, THERE’S ONLY SO MUCH I COULD HANDLE.” with that, more tears started flowing down your cheeks and you immediately ran, not knowing where your little feet would take you. you can hear your boyfriend,or at least, your mentor shouting after you calling you to come back but you just ran. and ran, into a demon.

you were shocked. how could you not sense the demon? and upon seeing it, you wanted to coil back in disgust so badly. it reeked, it reeked so badly. you may not have the nose of tanjiro’s but this smell, is so strong and foul, it can actually kill.

you looked around you, blood was flowing around your shoes, it was the villagers and demon slayer’ s blood. again, how could you not sense it. and immediately, it triggered your traumatic past and you immediately collapsed. then, the demon had started crawling towards you.

your senses were dulled. you couldn’t process to even take your sword. you could only crouch there, not functioning due to the smell and also whatever happened beforehand and that triggered memory. the demon smacked its lips, and opened its mouth. you could see layers and layers of teeth and the throat which lead to the dark abyss of the demon’s stomach. you thought it was the end when it’s tounge shot out to grab you by the waist and into the stomach.

in a blink of an eye, the tounge got sliced off. and you were carried to a safe distance. you could smell ohagi, yes, in this situation. immediately you thought of your boyfriend. you looked up, and saw sanemi. he immediately said “stay here”. and you did. you could hear some slashing, and you could hear internal organs bring ripped out. but you couldn’t hear him. you tried to, but you just can’t.

after what felt like hours, you were soaked, and you were uncomfortable being by yourself. but after being patient, your boyfriend came and carried you back to base. he did not say anything when he picked you up. he kept silent all the way back to base. you were fine with it, as you couldn’t say anything at that moment. you laid on his back with a faint smell of ohagi drifting to your nose along with the smell of rain, you drifted into sleep.

you woke up at the butterfly estate, with a cool pack on your head. shinobu came in as if on queue, and aided you. so on and so forth. you asked her then, “where is sanemi?” she smiled and said “(y/n)-san, you’ve been out for 2 days, he went back to his place on the first already and I’m sure he is there”. he didn’t even bother to stay to look after you. *sigh*

sensing your disappointment, shinobu added “he actually told me not to tell you this, however he came here thrice a day just to see you, so don’t feel disappointed that he is not here fufu~ maybe he is just too embarrassed or shy to admit that he cares lots for you”. immediately you looked at her and felt bad. kinda. maybe sanemi actually wanted to love you the same way as you love him but he just has difficulty to do it?

immediately you went back to the wind estate, but apologising to the insect hashira first. she seemed to understand what you wanted to do and sent you off. “ganbatte!” she said, before you left.

you raced back to the wind estate, only to see your boyfriend, training by himself again and again. your heart swelled when you saw him. after what you heard from shinobu, you couldn’t look at him the same way again.

sensing your presence, he immediately loomed at you. he stood there for a moment and processed for a moment before striding towards you. you looked at him, he looked so cute, but afterwards, you couldn’t help but blush. his abs was on full view and he was sweating through his white uniform. he became hot, the closer he came.

upon arriving, he asked. “you still having a fever?” you were taken aback, he cares? he cares??“sorry for letting you go for a mission in the rain, I’m sorry I didn’t know about your trauma. I should’ve asked from the start of the mission. you have been looking uneasy since then. I am sorry.” he said all these, while looking on the ground. he was standing in front of you, like a giant but yet he looked so small.

you hugged him, and he hesitated and then finally hugged you back before nuzzling his head at the crook of your neck. you could feel his breath on your neck as you touched his sweaty back. but you just don’t mind. “i forgive you, but in return you must pay me back all the affection I’ve given from start till now”.

“that’s not a problem.”

from then on, everyday when you both trained finish, in public, he would give you a light peck on your cheek, forehead and occasionally your lips. and after you both showered, lying on your shared futon he would be the big spoon and cuddling you with his legs wrapped around yours. sometimes, he would make ohagi and give it to you. otherwise he would cook you your favourite meals. but your favourite was when you would face him and cuddle towards his chest with legs tangled together while he caressed your hair and putting kisses on it.

bonus:

“sanemi,, thank you for visiting me at the butterfly estate when I was sick~”

“wha- how did you- SHINOBU!!!!”

he hugged you even tighter and buried his face deeper to hide the furious blush on his face.

a.n: sorry it was super longg I didn’t type a draft or this beforehand i came it up on the spot. sorry it so draggy :// but thanks for reading !!

[141119 @writingiyuu]

[ask-the-good-creeps]

Saw this on another blog and thought, wow, i wonder what your answer would be. How would the creeps react to falling in love with another creeps s/o? like, if hoodie fell in love with EJ’s s/o. How would they both react? im also curious as to how Toby, masky, ej, liu and Hoodie would react. Thank you!! :)) Ps. Love your blog!!! ❤❤❤❤

//Thanks, amigo! Here’s your answer://

“You’re what?” The demonic doctor hissed as he practically threw Hoodie against a wall. He held the proxy up against the off-white plaster by his neck as he growled.

“I’m...I’m in love with her.” Hoodie repeated quietly. The man didn’t know how it had happened. They just brought Toby in one day for an injury and while Jack was patching him up, Hoodie had started talking with her. She was perfect in every way to him, and had easily captured his heart. He found himself coming in at random times with no real reason but to speak with her. Unfortunately, she was already taken. By the medic himself.

Hoodie had decided to bring it up to Jack neutrally, to see if they could problem-solve it together. He was rethinking that course of action now; he hadn’t expected the normally calm and collected doctor to lose his cool and get violent like this. 

“And why, exactly, are you telling me? You think she’d leave me for you?” the doctor snarled at him behind his blue mask. Despite said mask being expressionless, it felt to Hoodie as if he could practically see Jack’s rage through it...along with something else. Something a bit more...desperate.

“No,” Hoodie answered honestly. “But you’re worried it might happen, aren’t you?” he spoke quietly, looking into Jack’s eye sockets bravely as he spoke. The medic growled, low in his throat, but didn’t dispute the proxy’s assumption. Truth be told, he was worried about it. He didn’t know how she had fallen for him in the first place, and now that there was another man willing to cherish her as he did, a man that wasn’t an inhuman monster? 

Yes, Eyeless Jack was very worried about losing his mate. He let out an angry sound that was a cross between a whine and a sigh as he dropped Hoodie back on his feet. The proxy looked at him and swallowed the slight feeling of fear that crept up his throat at the demon’s silence.

“I...I don’t want to take her from you. That’s why I’m telling you, not her. I don’t know what to do about it, and I wanted some advice.” the proxy told him.

“Stay away,” Jack replied. “Don’t come back here unless you need medical treatment.” The demon didn’t mean it as a threat; he just didn’t know what else would work. Hoodie certainly took it as a threat, though. He nodded slowly, and made his way out of building 1609 without another word.

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Toby had been desperately in love with his partner for ages. He had been excited beyond words when they had agreed to leave their old life behind and join him and the other proxies in their cabin in the woods. Toby and his love had shared a room, naturally, and were very happy together. They didn’t have so much as a single argument...until now. 

“I th-thought you loved m-me,” Toby whined, hurt clearly showing in the depths of his amber eyes. 

“I do love you!” they responded, equally hurt. Masky stood awkwardly in the corner of the room, his own eyes full of guilt and cast down to the floor. This was his fault. He didn’t mean to cause drama, it just slipped out. He couldn’t believe those three simple words could cause so much pain.

“Then why d-do you h-have feelings for h-him?” Toby continued, gesturing toward the masked man, who tried to further avert his gaze. He wished he could just shrink into the corner and disappear right about now.

“I don’t have feelings for him, Toby!” they responded, eyes full of tears as they approached the man slowly. Masky felt his heart break a little at that, but there was nothing he could do about it...except try and undo some of the damage he’d caused between the lovers.

“Toby,” he caught his partner’s attention, “I told them that I loved them. That’s all that happened before you walked in. There was nothing else, nothing else has happened between us behind your back. They’re telling the truth...I’m sorry,” Masky looked up pitifully to gauge Toby’s reaction. He looked back down quickly as he saw the hurt in Toby’s eyes turn to rage. The brunet latched a hand around the handle of one of his hatchets.

The weapon embedded itself in the wooden wall right next to Masky’s head. He flinched, knowing that Toby never missed with his aim...this was a warning. 

“If you ev-ver talk to th-them again,” he hissed through gritted teeth as his paranoia started to take over with the voices in his head, “you w-won’t live to s-see another sun-nrise.”

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Masky was in tears. He was barricaded in his room with some light, sad tunes playing for him quietly over the radio. He was miserable. How could she? How could she fall for the medic? He knew that there was a stereotype out there that women loved dating doctors, but Eyeless Jack? And his s/o? There was no way.

As soon as he’d seen Jack lean in to kiss her like that, he’d up and left, returning back to the cabin and hiding himself away without so much as a word to the other proxies. He let the tears fall as he pulled out another cigarette. He normally didn’t smoke inside, but this wasn’t a normal circumstance. 

He had seen them getting closer. The way she laughed at his sarcastic jokes. The way he ‘stared’ at her whenever she walked in with Masky. he mentally kicked himself now for not seeing the signs, for not seeing in coming. Why did this have to happen to him? Hadn’t he been through enough already?

There was a light knock at the door, followed by someone twisting the doorknob and trying to push it open, unsuccessfully. He heard her voice calling out to him, but didn’t respond. He heard her sigh and start mumbling something to someone else...there was a pause of silence, then the window next to him shattered. 

Eyeless Jack was now in the room with him. Masky turned away and mumbled a quick, ‘get out’, but the medic didn’t leave. 

“Don’t punish her for my actions.” The doctor hissed as he stepped in front of Masky, looking into the proxy’s very soul, it seemed.

“You two kissed. You love each other. How am I punishing her by wanting to be alone?” He muttered.

“Right, that’s all well and good except,” Doc would have rolled his eyes if he still had them, “we didn’t kiss.” Masky looked up at him, finally.

“I saw it!” He argued.

“You saw something that never happened? Interesting. You’ll have to show me how to do that sometime.” Jack spoke sarcastically. He continued before the proxy could speak further: “Look, I did try to kiss her, but she pushed me away. Nothing happened between us except me being an ass going after someone who already has a mate. I love her, but she loves you, so I’ll just get over it.You should do the same.”

The demon walked over to the door and removed the barricade with ease, and the door instantly opened up as she walked in and wrapped her arms around Masky.

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Liu wasn’t present. Instead, Sully was in control, clashing blades with Jeff over and over as the two men fought. Sully got a good slice into Jeff’s stomach, and it healed quickly.

“I thought we were past the whole ‘trying to kill me’ thing! What’d I do this time?” Jeff demanded in his raspy voice as he stared Sully down from a distance with a break in the knife fight.

“You know damn well what you did, fucker.” Sully growled back and charged at him again. Jeff dodged the best he could and they continued to fight a little longer. Jeff actually did have an idea of what he’d done to piss off Sully, but he had no clue how the split personality had found out about it. He’d kept it under wraps this whole time.

“Liu! Come out and talk to me!” Jeff pleaded with his brother as the battle continued.

“Maybe we should talk about it,” Liu relented inside his own head, prepared to take control back from Sully. Sully fought it - hard.

“C’mon, you spineless idiot! He takes everything good from you! He killed your parents, he scarred you for life, and now he fucked your girl, and you just want to talk about it?!” the split personality spoke out loud as he chastised Liu.

“Wait, what?” Jeff stopped a few paces away. “I’m ace, you moron! I have no interest in ‘fucking his girl’! I do like her, but I’m not going to try and take her from you!”

“Liar!” Sully hissed. Thankfully, Liu had the sense to remember that Jeff doesn’t lie. He managed to forcefully seize control from Sully and dropped his knife as he looked up at his brother.

“You’re not going to take her?” He pouted.

“No.” Jeff quirked a brow. “Look at me, Liu. You really think any woman would choose my ugly mug over you?” the eternally grinning vigilante sighed and sheathed his own knife, but kept his distance in case Sully returned for more.

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Toby had brought it to Hoodie’s attention immediately once he realized. The two had discussed it for a while like adults, wondering how to help Toby with his unrequited love for Hoodie’s lover. Eventually Hoodie ended the conversation with a light-hearted joke about setting Toby up on a blind date with his love’s younger brother, and Toby had chuckled quietly at the mention of it, despite the emotional pain he felt in his chest.

//Not much would really happen if Toby fell for Hoodie’s love...they’d just talk it out, because Hoodie is a rational man, and Toby trusts him not to overreact in situations like that.//

[askdragonagecompanions]

Can you please do one when the companions meet a blind mage inquisitor?

[personal headcanon im going to be using so I hope you don’t mind: but the mage inquisitor doesn’t wear shoes, just the foot wrappings we see the dalish, solas, and fenris use because they learned how to adapt a minor spell so that when they tap their staff to the ground the can kind of identify the layout of where they are and how many people are there. Kinda like Toph from Atla]

Dorian: At first he didn’t even realize that the Inquisitor was blind. Granted they met in the heat of battle. Even then he didn’t even know until the fight was over and he went to properly introduce himself. The Inquisitor was quite adept and never hit a friend, or him thank the maker. When he realized the Inquisitor was blind it was because their eyes were quite pale and out of focus. He felt a little foolish for not having realized it sooner, he wouldn’t have held out his hand to greet them. Honestly he’s fascinated by it. They’ve managed to adapt a simple spell one learns at an early age to work similarly to a bats echolocation. They can’t see but the vibrations and feedback alerts them to structures and people as well as enemies. It’s exciting and he can’t help but ask his questions on how they learned to do it and how it works. His mind has a million questions, and he’s quite grateful that the Inquisitor doesn’t seem to mind too much. Dorian knows sometimes his constant questions can be a bit much. As their friendship grows Dorian works with the Inquisitor to try and maximize the spell. Their battles keep getting bigger and more intense and he worries for his friend, not that they’re not capable, he just wants to make the feedback process faster so that they can have more time to react. He isn’t bothered by the fact that they’re blind. At first it’s more of a fascination on how they’ve adapted and it turns into respect and a want to help improve on that method.

Solas: Like Dorian he’s quite impressed with the Inquisitor’s ability to adapt a spell to work for their advantage. He wonders how draining it must be to their mana. Solas holds his questions at first. He watches the Inquisitor in battle and stays near to them just in case. After all they are in this situation because of him and they need to survive to close the breach. It’s amazing to watch them in battle. They wait until they have the precise location of their enemy and let off a barrage of spells and then wait again. He knows its because they need to make sure that the target has not moved too far, but he’s also seen that this technique alerts them to enemies he didn’t even know were lurking. Assassins hiding themselves. They rarely are able to get the jump on the Inquisitor. It isn’t really until Skyhold that he asks the Inquisitor how they learned to adapt the spell, he notes how the way they bed the fade to their advantage is quite unique. They get into many conversations on how since the Inquisitor can’t really see they rely more on their senses, hearing, touch, sometimes smell. They had to learn how to cast a little different from others, they can feel the magic and focus on that feeling and willing it into a certain shape or when they use their one spell as they tap their staff against the ground (a motion barely noticeable unless you were watching for it) they imagine it as sending out ripples and get a sort of image in their mind. It’s hard to describe. Nonetheless Solas is quite impressed. 

Vivienne: Vivienne does quite a bit of research before inviting the Inquisitor over. The “Herald of Andraste” is quite a big title and she wants to see how they live up to it. The only thing that surprises Vivienne is their style of footwear but then it clicks. If one is going to use the vibrations to map out where everything is you can’t really have thick soles blocking out the vibrations. Ah well they’ll just have to compensate on the rest of the outfit to make sure no one glances down. Clearly the Inquisitor is quite capable on their own. The way she helps the Inquisitor is on their outfits to wear around Skyhold. She learns that they like soft fabrics and materials, ones that aren’t scratchy or heavy to wear when not on the battlefield. She makes sure that not only is the Inquisitor comfortable with what they wear but that they look stunning as well. With their permission she helps them decorate Skyhold as well. Sometimes Dorian joins in and while he can be pompous he does have a great fashion sense. She also works with the Inquisitor trying to learn how they do it so that it can be used for other mages who are blind which the Inquisitor seems thrilled about. The Inquisitor is an inspiration to many, not just mages, or those fighting against Corypheus’s madness, but to the disabled people of Thedas as well. It is no secret that the Inquisitor is blind. Vivienne just makes sure they look amazing when they’re in public. She also makes sure to help coach them on how to approach the nobility and not let them get under the Inquisitor’s skin. 

Varric: He’s one of the few that had the pleasure of meeting them on the battlefield. If it were a novel it was a great plot twist to learn that the mage who just jumped down and started blasting demons left and right was actually blind. He makes a mental note of that on the off chance he actually does survive and writes a book about this whole thing. He saw them in battle and know they can take care of themself pretty fucking well. What he decides to help them with is make sure they’re not trying to put on a brave face and internally freaking out. They need someone to talk to, someone to let them know its okay to freak out. This shit’s crazy. As they get closer Varric sends word to his publishers that they should start selling some print in braille. Sure Josie does a good job of getting as many spell tomes written in braille as she can, but it has got to be so boring just reading about that all the time. As soon as he gets one of his back, The Tale of the Champion no less, he slides it over to the Inquisitor. He also works on getting a deck of Wicked Grace cards made with braille.

Sera: Okay so she’s the first to admit her first reaction with the Inquisitor wasn’t the coolest or whatever but she was excited. They fought so good, and yeah they were a mage which was a little scary, but they were only going for the shitheads so that was nice. It wasn’t until the bad guys were gone that she realized the Inquisitor was blind. She couldn’t help but ask how the Inquisitor knew how to hit all those people and be so good at it. She probably should have worded the question better or something… but the Inquisitor didn’t take it badly so that was good. The Inquisitor does try to explain it and she gets the gist of it. They use a spell it sends out vibrations like when you stomp your foot real hard, and then uses those to get like a map. Its a little confusing and she doesn’t really understand the magic part of it but she’s also really excited. It’s so bad ass especially when the shits they fight realize they just got their ass handed to them by someone who’s blind (someone who’s amazingly talented and cool and blind) but still usually their enemies don’t care to learn how cool the Inquisitor is. Sera waits until they’re closer to ask just how much their magic map thingy lets them see, but then rectifies that by asking if they can still do pranks. It makes the Inquisitor laugh and Sera takes it as a good sign. Sera makes sure to describe everyone’s faces when they get pranked to the Inquisitor so they can enjoy it just as much as she does. So the Inquisitor might be a mage, but they’re the coolest mage Sera knows. Definitely less creepy than Dorian bringing undead into battle eugh. (unless the Inquisitor picks the necromancy specialization then Sera groans because “And I thought you were the cool one. You’re still cool I guess just creepy now.” )

Cole: It does not bother him that they cannot see. What he does to help comfort them is different, he focuses mainly on scents and sounds that bring them peace of happiness. The Inquisitor does much for others and sometimes forgets about themself. He notices there are days where the Inquisitor wonders if they are a burden to those around them, and on those days he brings him to his favorite spot. It’s a small glen, most call it quiet but they’re not listening. The wind makes the leaves rustle. The bees flying around fill the air with a soft hum. It smells of lavender, and on a very good day the sun shines through and warms it all up. Sometimes he can even coax a few nugs to cuddle with them. He waits until the Inquisitor’s mind is less clouded before telling them, “You are not a burden Inquisitor. You inspire, you fight, and you protect. You are a hero to the people and amazing to your friends. Do not doubt yourself. You are loved.” They have a bright soul, only made brighter by the anchor. Their magic is different than the other mages in Skyhold. It isn’t sharp or electric like Solas or Vivienne’s, and it doesn’t tear at spirits like Dorian’s. Their magic is fluid, easily shaped and easily sent out like waves only to rush back with information for the Inquisitor’s mind on where everything is. 

Iron Bull: Bull never planned for his first meeting with the Inquisitor to happen in the middle of a fight, but apparently the assholes that attacked the Chargers and him didn’t get the fucking memo. What he does notice right away is that even for a mage they fight differently. They’re like a spider weaving their web. As soon as someone even starts to approach them the set off a barrage of spells and take em down, then they way again, waiting for the next person to get close to them or even one of their allies. They don’t seem to dodge the arrows flying straight towards them even if they were someone obvious to see. He has his suspicions and they only get confirmed when they properly meet. He’s up front with them, he’s Ben Hasrath and will be sending reports back to the Qun, but he and the Chargers are also good in a fight and more than willing to help. He waits until they’re closer to ask his big question, do they think someone without magic could adapt something similar to that trick of theirs. He waits until they’re closer because one he wants to make sure its okay to ask about it, and two he wants to make sure he can trust them. The reason Bull asks is because he wants to have a fall back plan if he ever ends up losin his other eye. He’s not the type to just stop fighting, and if the Inquisitor can keep fighting so can he. The Inquisitor thinks for a while but then gets really excited and tries to think of a way to adapt the spell into a physical action or item that could be used by those who do not possess magic. Bull’s more than happy to act as their guinea pig cause there’s no real magic at play and he’s the one who asked about it in the first place. They don’t get it nailed down perfectly, but they’ve started. It’s gonna take a while to learn, but Bull’s determined and stubborn as hell so he’ll get the hang of it one day. It also helps him get a better understanding of the Inquisitor and honestly he’s really impressed with them. It’s easy to just sit back and accept what people tell you, that you’ll never be able to fight being blind, and yes there’s a lot more challenges but damn. The Inquisitor didn’t give up and they’re great in battle, just not so much against weapons that aren’t connected to someone like an arrow. Bull always tries to take the archers down first so that the Inquisitor doesn’t become a pin cushion.

Blackwall: Blackwall has worked with plenty of soldier’s in his time, seen many go blind, lose limbs, so he knows better than to ask the Inquisitor about their sight. He figures they’re a mage, they’re great in battle that’s all he needs to know about the subject right now. The more he fights with them the more he notice they seem pretty vulnerable to archers, so he brings the subject up to them, being polite and apologizing if he’s crossed the line. The Inquisitor doesn’t seem to mind and explains how their “sight” for lack of a better term only works for those touching the ground. It makes more sense now. Blackwall thinks about it and suggests having a code word or sound when archers are present so that the Inquisitor can throw up a barrier spell to act as a shield so they don’t get turned into a pin cushion as often, which grants a chuckle from the Inquisitor. 

Cassandra: Okay so her fist meeting with the Inquisitor was not under the best circumstances. It didn’t matter if they were blind. They were still very much a suspect and her anger may have blinded her in realizing that they were blind. It wasn’t until she brought them out of the dungeons to see the breach that she realized it. Most who saw the breach the first time had a look of horror, the Inquisitor had just looked uncomfortable before mentioning that they couldn’t see. Didn’t mean they couldn’t feel it though. They described it as if the fade itself was bleeding into their world, which was an… odd way to put it if they couldn’t see (granted looking back it made total sense with the Inquisitor being a mage). She was prepared to protect her prisoner and that they wouldn’t be able to fight, much to her surprise she was wrong. She told them to put down the staff before realizing if they could fight it would be better for them to have it. There were going to be many demons before they got back to the forward camp. She made a mental note not to underestimate the Inquisitor again. They were strong. As they grew closer she apologized for her behavior. She thought they had killed the Divine and there seemed to be no other suspect. As they get closer she actually trains with the Inquisitor especially since they are fighting against red templars. If any of them keep the ability to dispel magic the Inquisitor will need to be prepared for such things. Cassandra doesn’t go easy on them in training either. The Inquisitor is quite capable in battle. Through their practices the Inquisitor learns how to sense in a way the sudden dark spot that’s growing as someone dispels the magic and avoid it. Cassandra’s impressed to say the least. 

[cruddyborderlandstheories]

i have so many theories!!! theyre all screaming at me!!! i must write out them all!!!!! 

so here’s one that’s been knocking around my head since finals week began:

the Writing 3 Playlist on Spotify 

I think this bad boy is a hint at the game’s timeline

maybe not 100% explanatory, but I think we can guess certain parts of the game through this

and i just wanna tell y’all now, almost all of this is speculation, as honestly im 90% sure the playlist was created bc it had borderlands-y songs in it (although the last few have me scratching my head)

lemme explain why im writing this, though I’m very thirsty for lore

tl;dr: game goes like this: lilith powers stolen. go to promethea, go to jungle, find brick mordy and tina, get into a fight, lose fight, go find other VHs, get into another fight, Krieg shows up to save Maya, maya die. (oh no she ded), the twins have their we are GODS moment, the VHs get summoned to the Eridian homeworld, there’s a huge ass final battle, someone attempts to create an end-of-the-world scenario

so the playlist itself was created to help one of the authors of the game get into their borderlands jam 

it starts with a Cage the Elephant song, “Trouble”, the band of which we all know wrote the first song used in BL1. Not really much else to say here, but we do know the opening cutscene of the game involves our current team of Vault Hunters being attacked by the Children of the Vault. this is, of course, not indicative of any songs used in bl3, but we can assume it captures the general feeling of the game.

Second song: “Fire” by Barns Courtney (holy shit I love this guy so fucking much!! if you’ve never listened to his music, PLEASE do so! I really recommend “Rather Die”- I am in the process of making a bl3 animatic to it actually lmao). 

So anyway, I’m just sayin’, the lyrics of this song...

“Oh, a thousand faces staring at me Thousand times I've fallen Thousand voices dead at my feet Now I'm gone... And my mother told me son let it be Sold my soul to the calling Sold my soul to a sweet melody Now I'm gone... Oh gimme that fire ...”

Honestly, I would not be surprised if this song was about Lilith’s loss of her powers. I mean, she used to call herself the Firehawk because she burned the shit outta bandits. c’monnn.

The man, the myth, the legend himself even says that "[The song is] quite defiant as well, like this cannot be how it ends, it cannot be my situation."

Mooooving on

“Majesty” by Apashe and Wasiu

holy fuck i love this song so much. and its so very obviously about the Calypso Twins- at the very least its Tyreen.

“All the stars and galaxies address me as your majesty So better say your majesty, I might react erratically Throw you in a fire, purify you I'm the sire, my empire's on the rise You better find yourself a place to hide Your place to find, but say it twice My name divine, I'm aimin' high Don't look in my face or eyes Take a bow and save your life Glory to the emperor, my temperature is risin' Always hot, it's getting violent”

I mean come on if its not when we meet the twins for the first time after they steal lily’s powers, then its definitely when they do something absolutely badass and really show us why they’re revered as gods. Possibly related to the Holy Broadcasting Center?

“The Way I Do” by Bishopp Briggs 

this one honestly had got me stumped as to its purpose, i lowkey kinda think its getting Sanctuary 3 up and running (and possibly meeting Maya for the first time- still not sure about that). I wouldn’t be surprised if there’s a whole thing for Scooter and this song fits pretty well. I imagine we also meet Vaughn and the Children at some point, so maybe here?

“Greeting the Menace” by Zack Hemsey 

yeah i uhhhh dunno. This sounds like a song about a dude getting tortured which scares me a bit lmao. 

I thought maybe this song and the next 2 could be VH-based songs, as the next 2 have no lyrics whatsoever and the third is called “Best Friends”, but who knows... If this is the case I could make the argument this is about Zane or Moze, leaning towards Zane cuz he’s pretty covered up, plus I think “Best Friends” would be more Moze’s style lmao

I could also see this being a song about Troy... could explain all the ‘body mods’ and the missing arm.

“ProtoVision” by Kavinsky

If we’re going with the idea that these next few songs are about the Vault Hunters, then I imagine this would be Fl4k’s. It’s got that synth and some guitar which I think fits perfectly with his robo-hobo aesthetic lol

Other than that, I truly have no idea what part of the story this song could reference since there aren’t any lyrics. Maybe Promethea’s city? I could kinda see it, it sounds pretty high-tech

Similarly, “diatribe.” by Oliver Michael

the beginning gives me a whole meditation vibe which I kinda associate with Amara and her phasecast skill which “sends out an astral projection” of herself. 

Then again, this could be the outskirts of the Promethean city... I could see myself wandering around the huge ass foliage and discovering an abandoned research base to this song idk

“Best Friends” by grandson

aaahh i love grandson. I think this could be a Moze-based song. I just get that vibe from her leather jacket... anyway

I also could totally see this as discovering Brick, Mordecai, and Tina in the research base (if that truly is where they are). Cause we saw them in the trailer hanging out there. 

tbh the lyrics themselves kinda remind me of pre-Tales Rhys and Fiona and all their friends

“All of my best friends Like to go and get fucked up Then they talk about all the lives they never got to live Oh, they're still waiting for some sort of invitation It's never coming along, oh no, you'll get just what you give”

but idk if that’s what its meant for

“Bap U” by Party Favor

hmm another ‘lyricless’ song. not really lyric-less but uhhh the lyrics are pretty nonsensical lol

I could see there being a fight scene with Brick Tina and Mordy as AIs helping out here, maybe exploring the abandoned research base?

“Not Human” by elegant slims 

oh you know what im going to say here hahaha

monster troy p l e a s e

i wouldn’t be surprised if Tyreen started accumulating more powers here, like perhaps the previous fight scene was over the Vault on Promethea and the twins were able to access it before us? and Tyreen gives the Vault Monster the succ

“Crack in the seams You're breaking through The animal inside of you You're not human anymore... Your eyes go black electric blue The animal inside of you Life on a string Watch it swing Hide your teeth”

and one (or both) of the twins start going feral lol

“Way Down We Go” by KALEO

one (1) fear and that’s that someone dies during the scene that corresponds to this song

hopefully its just the boys being depressed over a loss instead of a victory, but oof

anyway, you know what they say: “sometimes you gotta fall before you make it big” ;) thats a typhon deleon quote

“I’m a Wanted Man” by Royal Deluxe

I want to believe these next few songs are us recruiting the rest of the Vault Hunters not seen yet

I kinda associate this one with Axton since his whole History with DAHL, but who knows! It could be Gaige, too. or Maya since she looks like she’s being incredibly gay criminal on the Maliwan Monastery planet. Maybe both Axton and Gaige? I would love that

“The Devil You Know” by X Ambassadors 

Could also be Axton! I lowkey think its Salvador or Timothy Lawrence. The reason I think its Timothy is cuz the whole song gives me huge Handsome Jack vibes, but it could also be Sal cuz I totally imagine him becoming a bounty hunter to fund his gun addiction lmao

“00000 Million” by Ella Vos

this one also gives off Maya vibes imo. I wouldn’t be surprised if this one is about her and the introduction of Little Blue. I could also see Athena and Janey here, just living their lives out in a cottage somewhere. awww

“Jungle” by Tash Sultana

Ahh a love song [pukes] Hopefully this one is about Athena and Janey, cuz there is a depressing lack of both of them in all the trailers we’ve seen! It sounds lowkey sad, though. I hope nothing happened to them D:

“Don’t Wait Up” by Dustbowl Revival

this one gives me very big Fiona and Sasha vibes. 

Of course, there’s also the fact that the song is about a dad, and we still don’t know who the heck “the Father” is on all those Calypsos posters. We also dunno who in the heck “Mother” is, either. Sounds like Father left the cult, though, oof, and Mother stuck around. Wonder what that’s all about, maybe he felt like the twins were working fast/efficient enough and left to do things himself? Very lost on this idea tbh. the song seems very out of place, but it has to connect to something, yknow?

“Dies Irae” by Apashe and Black Prez

For those of you who don’t speak fluent Latin (the fuck guys?? lmao jk), the title means "Day of Wrath". Nice, nice, nice. 

the lyrics, you might be asking:

“'Cause I'ma beast. Where you at? I've been unleashed. Whatchu doin'? Sink my teeth. Y'all can't fathom I'ma beast”

me: [vibrating in my seat] monster twins monster twins monster twins monster twins

at the very least this is definitely a fight scene here. Probably with the twins again (hopefully). Maybe they found some way to imbue the cultists with fucked up powers and are sending them against the VHs as giant demon things and as we fight through the temple (apparently with some Guardians) we realize the final one is Troy and/or Tyreen?

I like to imagine this is where Maya gets her powers stolen, if only because the next few songs... I think she’s around because she’s now the only person with Siren powers on the side of the Crimson Raiders, so they might need her help with the Vault in some way

“RAMPAGE” by GRAVEDGR

y’all wonder why I seemingly forgot about Krieg in the above songs? Well, this is why. 

The only lyric for this entire song is “Bitch, I'm on a rampage- mask on my damn face”

I mean come on, Krieg with his psycho mask on, the fact his action skill is literally called “Buzz Axe Rampage”, the fact he loves Maya as shown in his introductory trailer... it’d be so perfect. And I bet badass psycho Krieg would be the only thing able to beat back whatever’s attacking at the moment. I’m just imagining him smashing down a wall and going apeshit

“Black Out Days” by Phantograms

Another song I think is about Krieg and Maya. I don’t think Maya does too hot in this game, I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if she gets the Roland treatment if you know what I’m saying. I wonder if this causes Krieg to devolve back into insanity cause the whole song seems to focus around that. I hope not D:

“Hide the sun I will leave your face out of my mind You should save your eyes A thousand voices howling in my head Speak in tongues I don't even recognize your face Mirror on the wall Tell me all the ways to stay away”

To be honest I could also see it being that Maya gets her powers stolen and thoughtlock-ed by the twins to fight on their side (as she’s seen fighting with the big demon elemental things), and maybe we have to kill her or hurt her in some way to get her to stop attacking us. God I hope not.

Let’s hope this is someway about the twins and definitely not about our favorite Siren and/or Psycho

“The Finishing” by Stavroz

oof i think somebody dies... If its not Maya, my best guess is Krieg or Lilith. Maybe Mordecai or Brick? Oh I hope not, I love both of them way too much for it to be healthy. But, hey, at least Tina learned some coping mechanisms :(

“Intro” and “Apocalypse Please” by Muse

merged these into 1 because Intro is like 15 seconds long and is literally the introduction to Apocalypse Please. 

Definitely reaching the end of the game here... 

“And it's time we saw a miracle Come on, it's time for something biblical To pull us through And pull us through And this is the end This is the end Of the world Proclaim eternal victory Come on and change the cause of history And pull us through”

I think the twins (or whoever may have become the main villain- perhaps the Eridians?) have claimed victory/gotten the ultimate power in one way or another, and/or this is the Crimson Raiders getting themselves ready for a final stand-off with the big bad evil guy. 

I would really love if there’s a scene right at the end of this where the Twins have their huge “BOW TO ME” moment and then they just get COMPLETELY obliterated by a new villain. Just absolutely decimated.

New villain, like if they opened a Vault and whatever was being imprisoned there just wipes the floor with them (something like the Destroyer, if not the Destroyer itself), or fuck shit maybe even Tannis? or the Eridians looking for help in the war. or the Eridians bringing war. Who knows!

Again, could just be the Twins having gotten their hands on the end-game material, like realizing they can turn troy into big demon fuck (no i am not letting this one go) and we are kinda fucked now.

“Free Animal” by Foreign Air

I... have no idea lol

maybe Krieg getting rescued, maybe (one of?) the twins getting recruited by the Raiders for the final fight? It could fit into the ‘Beast’ imagery. Fuck, maybe even rescuing/finding Typhon or something? Idk, im kinda in the party that Typhon is going to be coming back some way or another lol, I’d love to meet the guy

“Dreams” by ZHU and Nero

This definitely sounds like a new BBEG has just been introduced or the big bads just entered the final phase of their plan, like the Crimson Raiders just learned about something life-changing and this is their “oh shit” moment

i wanna believe that the Eridians or another alien race (like the Seraphs!) are going to come in at the ‘end’ of the game and the Watcher is gonna be like “bitch did you really think I thought these dumbass ECHOnet streamers were the epitome of War??” I imagine we’d be on the side of the Eridians here, since y’know, the Watcher came to us for help.

Of course, the twins could still be the BBEG and have gotten their hands on that universe-destroying power that was described on the website (”to recover a map to ancient Vaults and prevent a universe-destroying power from falling into the wrong hands”) so maybe the Eridians called us in in order to meet and get help against the COV?

“Beyond the Fray” by Cassandra Violet

personally i think this one is about the Eridian homeworld

“I'll mark the day When we can meet beyond the fray Don't lose the will to see your home You find the way so we can meet beyond the fray I'll fight to see that you get home Consider this small clue Look beyond your point of view Make a space for honesty hide“

Wouldn’t even be surprised if someone made a sacrifice so we could get there... I imagine its hidden somewhere in the alternate dimension or wherever the Vaults lead to so it couldn’t be found, so maybe Lilith’s got her powers back at this point and she sacrifices herself to send us there?

idk...

“Outside the Realm” by Big Giant Circles

ah yes, another reason I think the end of the game involves the Eridian homeworld in some way. Have you heard this?? huge “we just stumbled upon a long-lost-alien-planet” vibe. I love it. Maybe even just a shot of Sanctuary III slowly gliding over the giant planet, having just exited phasewalk. God yes

“Battle Royale” by Apashe

another reason i think the final fight is some giant battlefield/wave fight instead of just against 1 or 2 enemies. not to mention the fact that the VH skills we’ve seen so far are crowd control based instead of raid boss focused. 

Its likely the VHs against the Cult of the Vault, but if we defeat the Twins halfway through the game, then the Cult will dissolve on its own. Either way, I really really really really really want a huge fight against an army. I don’t care if its against the Children of the Vault, the Eridians/some Guardians, or if its against the Seraphs or a new set of aliens we’re gonna get (maybe whatever the Destroyer was/is?). idk idc i just want a huge battle. I imagine we’re on the Eridians’ side, as I said above, but who knows, maybe the Watcher went rogue. 

oh and also, the next song:

“Doomsday” by NERO

oh hey, I recognize this song, it’s giving me major BL2 flashbacks lmao

Also the last song in the playlist, which is giving me the big fear (tm)

I imagine that we wouldn’t have been brought to the Eridian homeworld if it wasn’t kind of a huge deal, and what’s more of a huge deal than the end of the universe?!

that’s what i’d call doomsday, anyway.

could be the reason the Eridians are coming out of hiding after all this time. Either to stop our dumb human asses from opening the Vaults, or to get help against these alien fucks because our dumb human asses keep destroying their first line of defense- the Vault Monsters.

If the twins actually DO remain the main villains throughout the whole game, then I imagine this is them prepping to destroy the universe

but maaaan i really want some aliens... maybe the universe destroying power IS the aliens? aw hell yeah

[anxiousauthor89]

Head First

Angry, confused, and bitter Trinity grew hate for the man that left her with this seed. She tried to get rid of it 4 months ago, thinking life would be back to normal. She would work out a lil bit, lose the weight and go slap Shawn back to his senses. But it didn't happen that way. In fact, she had met a new man. Long dreds, shining gold teeth, tattoos everywhere, and gave her more dope then she can handle. When they first met she got fucked up at a party. Trying to forget about Shawn. Trying to self abort the baby. The internet said drinking and partying can terminate pregnancy. But this baby was worse than the roach that wouldn't die. So when she met Junior, at the party and realized he was actually an enemy of Shawns, she decided to spill the beans on how grimey he is. See, back in the day Shawn fucked Juniors ol lady. She had twins. And he never got over it. He was always down to hurt Shawn in some sort of way if he could. But Shawn was not to be played with. You really got to catch him sleeping. And he never sleeps. Knowing how careful she had to be to get Shawn back, she told Junior he got her friend pregnant, and she wants to fight her to make Shawn mad. "Nah man." Junior said. "That's dumb. One thing he care about is his kids. Give her this sack." he said as he threw it at her. "If she still pregnant and he know about it that mean he gon let her have it. But give her this sack and I bet she wont birth shit. Dat nigga gon boo hoo cry booyyy I cant wait to see his ass hurtin ol puss ass." he grinned. She had never done drugs. But this could end it all. And get revenge on Shawn. "This shit aint gon have me, I just need to get this situated and im off this shit." she told herself as she smoked the dope in her car. The high hit her so hard she passed out and woke up to Junior knocking on her window. "AYE! TAKE YO DRUNK ASS HOME MAN ITS 6AM!" Lowkey ashamed she got it together and rolled the window down. "My bad man. Aye I think I lost that sack gimme one more man my bad that Ciroc is on me." Junior knew the look that high gave people. He had gained a customer. He smirked and said "Mhm here. I'll fuck witcha." He walked away rapping to himself, knowing she would be back. And just like clock work, she was. Every other day. She couldn't help herself. It felt like the perfect escape. Before she knew it the end of the year was approaching. By this time shes almost 9 months along, and made a fool of herself every time she attempted to talk to Shawn. The holidays were approaching, so she decided to spend some time with the only people who would love her, even when she didn't love herself.  "You know I be missing you why you only come when its food?" her daddy pinched her cheek. She laughed and kissed his bald head. He adored her. A preacher that could make hell shake but would cry when they got whoopins. He had a heart of pure gold. "Make sure you wash your hands and change your shirt before you help with this food. Why you got on them big ol clothes anyway I thought you were out of that tomboy stage...?" her mother teased. She had always been a chubby girl that could rock boy clothes and still be cute. Trying not to do anything that signaled her dishonesty she replied "mama you know I like TLC this how Lisa Left Eye dresses." laughing and doing a twist of her hips. "Mhm. Ya look more like Lisa Left & Lost It but okay. Yall think im dumb." she mumbled. That was it. Mama knew. And she knew mama knew. But aint no way she was gon admit it. Not around the other family members anyway. She and her sister Melodie were close and they always had been. She began to worry about how she would react knowing there is a whole baby being hidden. They told each other everything. But this one Trinity had to deal with on her own. She was determined not to say a word. She hadn't even gone to the doctor the entire pregnancy. She had a plan. All she had to do is wait it out. The time was near. She felt it in the pressure her lower belly was experiencing. The sharp pains in her back. It was close. And she was ready. She tried to quickly walk away so mama wouldn't see the shame on her face, but Uncle Leroy caught it. "She pregnant! And out of wedlock at that! Told yall she should have came to that shut in service we woulda been praying that lust demon right on out of her!" he blurted out. Overwhelmed with rage and embarrassment from his statement putting her on blast she shouted back "SHUT UP! THIS WHY I DONT COME WHEN YALL ARE HERE! MIND YO BUSINESS! AINT YOU ON WIFE NUMBER 3? YOU ALWAYS BEING JUDGEMENTAL AND RUNNING YO MOUTH! I CANT STA.." "HUSH GIRL!" Mama interrupted. She knew how Trinity felt about some of the family. And she understood. But disrespect she could not condone. "Go sit on my bed baby. Rest ya nerve, hea?" she softly spoke before she kissed her forehead. Already too embarrassed she picked up her purse and walked out. "Where you going? Its Thanksgiving you not gon stay?" her mom yelled from the screen door with her hands on her hips. "No mama im sorry. Happy Thanksgiving. Tell Melodie I love her." she said trying not to cry. Putting the car in reverse she thought about her plan one more time, reminding herself that she has every reason to follow through. She drove 4 hours back to the apartment she shared with a friend and laid down. She felt so uncomfortable. But tried to fall asleep anyway. Thinking she had to pee, she jumped up heading to the bathroom. "EEEW What the fuck why cant I hold my pee?!!" The liquid was running out of her faster than her feet could run to the toilet. Finally she got in the bathroom, slipping on the wet spots she was making with her trail. She sat on the toilet breathing hard, dizzy, and feeling like she had to take the biggest shit. "I aint had cheese in months I know im not constipated, this shit hurts what the fuck?" Within her next breath a contraction hit, and she became aware of what was happening. Eyes growing big and knees starting to shake, she wiped as much of the liquid as she could. She ran to her closet and pulled out her dirty clothes bin. Behind it was her bag, packed with an extra change of clothes for her after she delivered. She put the bag in the passenger seat and drove to the hospital. She sat in the parking lot for a few minutes, trying to get her mind right before going in. "Lets go Trinity. You got the plan figured out." She thought to herself. Taking one more deep breath as the contraction passed, she got out and walked into the emergency department. A blue eyed blonde haired lady grabbed her hand and said " I know that look you're in labor. Come on I just cleaned out this room. We need to take vitals and get you hooked up on a monitor. How ya feeling?" Starting to wobble from all the pain Trinity mumbled "Im fine." In reality she was far from fine. It felt like the baby was right on the verge of coming out. "Ms. I have a question." She stammered. "When I have this baby how long will it take to get parents to pick it up? You can give me the papers now & by the time it comes out a mama and daddy should be here right?" she almost smilied thinking this was the perfect solution. That was her plan. Just give it to somebody. Its always commercials about people wanting kids. It was a no brainer. Laughter snapped her out of her happy place she had briefly found. "No honey. Bless your heart. That takes time. You should have began that process when you found out about the baby." she continued laughing. "Unless theres a case of accidental death, looks like you're stuck with this one! My assistant will check on you soon, then we will see about managing your pain with an epidural. Sit tight." she closed the door. Hearing those words took Trinity from panic to desperation. Now she had no idea what to do. She played it cool until the nurse walked out. "Ok think bitch THINK!" she said out loud as she leaned back on the bed. "This slow hoe saying accidental death what the hell lady?! Be for real! That's not an option." she smacked her teeth. A pain hit her belly and she put her hand down on her butt. "What the...am I shitting on myself?! OUUUCCHHHH! OH MY GOD AAAH!" She laid back and reached further down and realized....that's hair...The baby was there. And it was coming out. "Oooooh ssshhhiiiit. Ooooooh shhiittt! Shit! Ssshhiiiit!  Ok. Chill Trin." She laid quiet, thinking of a new plan. "Knock, Knoooock" A nurse came in. " Just making sure you doing ok. We cant have you pushing out the baby alone we want both of you to make it okay sweetie? I will be back soon." The smiling nurse walked back out. "We want both of you to make it." Those words were ringing in Trinity's head like monkeys with symbols. "I got it." she said. She put her phone in her purse and put her bible in the bottom of it. She couldn't look at it knowing what she was about to do. She looked around the room once more, and laid down. Spreading her legs open she held on to each side of the bed, shut her eyes tight and began to push. She heard what sounded like water balloons hitting the floor. Growing fearful that her time was ticking and the nurses would catch her, she bit down on the sheet and let out a scream while pushing her absolute hardest. Feeling like her heart would explode, and her whole body shaking, finally she felt the release. The baby was out. And falling to the floor. Head First.  

[simcophogi]

The Amazing Anon Tag

I was tagged by @sundaisims , tysm bb!! I absolutely LOVE this one! ♥ 

Under a read more cause I talk way too much about my story/children.

Also, I’m gonna put who I tag out here, sooo, @ayshio  @floraite  @bbysim  @krniko  @sammyshuno @englishrosesims 

So I’m answering this for the story and characters in Heart’s Grave. Which I mean, isn’t very far along but I have a bunch of posts ready to post I’ve just hit an anxiety wall again. (Also because the Burgos kiddos are telling me their own story, I have no control over their madness)

How did you come up with such unique & fascinating characters?

I dunno if I would say they’re fascinating but ty! The way I create characters is different than a lot of people I’ve talked to, I come up with an idea and put that idea into different situations and see how they react. I think perfect characters are really dull so if I find a flaw with one I latch onto it and expand it. I make sure I find all their faults and try to build them out from that. (By shoving them into a situation that revolves around that fault or fear and I think all my characters hate me tbh). I also have boards and playlists for all of them and I’m always tempted to keep diaries for them because they’re always evolving/changing but I don’t have enough time omfg.

When you started writing your story, what did you take into consideration?

I yelled a lot to @harusumee about people who worked for the grim reaper, so I mean I had to think a lot about death and that there will be some triggering things in the story?? Also Austin is ace and I really wanted to make sure I capture it well. (I mean I’d hope I’d do ok, considering I’m gray-a + aro, I have experience with it on some level pff) I didn’t want it to come off as an “I’m making her ace because of dumb reasons”. It’s just who she is, and I didn’t want it to be a big deal.

How did you shape each character’s background/family?

Funny enough, Zam didn’t exist when I created Shay. I got the gist of like half the story and then was like wait, she HAS A BROTHER?? I basically get your general family ready to go, parents, grandparents, and then have them sit down for a family dinner and see who comes in late. (Zam was fuckin REALLY LATE to dinner, which also helped me develop his character PFF) But then after dinner, they just chill in their house and I kinda figure out who they want to talk to, what they do, and what comes to light. This probably sounds a little crazy I guess, but it makes them more human, imo.

Do you plan everything before starting, or are you more spontaneous?

I do a bit of both. I really like planning so I’ll get the outline ish going and then while I’m following along with it I realize there are 20 other things that have to happen between point A and B, so I have to go back and edit all these things and then I go back to the plan and it’s a never-ending process of trying to have a plan but all the fuckin characters screwing it up. I hate them

Does reality inspire you, or do you rely more on your imagination?

Imagination 10000%. Sometimes reality is in there, but it’s all my imagination. I wouldn’t be anywhere without it. I can’t do anything remotely real/not fantasy or sci-fi because my imagination is like, ALIENS. DRAGONS. DEMONS. SPACE. So if I ever try to be semi-real, 9 times out of 10 I’ll fuckin mess it up.

When did you KNOW you were going to make this story?

The moment I thought of how I could wreck these lesbians I was like, I’m going to do this. Also the moment I explained to Zell my idea and she yelled at me I knew it was good. 

Also, I would just like to apologize to Zell for all the times I’ve made u cry with my angst ideas. Im not actually sorry

What has shaped your story into being the way it is?

The characters tbh. I had a straight-forward plan that I liked from just nicely planning it with Austin and Shay, and then fuckin Zam introduced himself and just kicked the plan aside and was like no, you're going to do this. And then later on whenever Holden and Eudora get introduced, Holden just fucking ripped it apart and was like this is all bad I’ll fix it for you and have I said I hate them????

[ohkimani]

my heart as of now.

my amazing best friends understand my need for space. like the cat i am, being unbothered is usually best for me. but they show their affection in the most amazing ways and i never go a day without reminding them all how grateful i am to them for being in my life. 

we enjoy watching each other grow in every way, like the daisies we are, and discover our strengths. we feel everything just like anyone in their 20′s should. we drink too much wine, trust the wrong people and laugh at the wrong parts of jokes sometimes. every thread used to stitch us together is another story of mayhem and, if we tell it, ‘the funniest shit ever’.

my beautiful mother. her soft voice of reason on the other end of the line, my lifeline most days. sternness in her name, karen, and in her will to make me understand that things will not always be okay but they will get better. passionate in her teachings of loving all but not at the risk of losing myself. she will always be my lighthouse.

and taylor, the sister i never had (nor asked for tbh) but somehow low key got anyway. i think i say enough about my appreciation for her in my life on a daily basis.

all of these amazing people i find myself smothered in love by some days, in the best way, are the threads that keep me together. like any normal person, i have had my loose threads which obviously have had to be snipped and trimmed to keep myself from getting caught on things. but with these beautiful strings that have laced together my better and stronger parts, i walk light footed through my worst days.

however, as of late, i have had to personally deal with the only human being i have ever legitimately grown a toxic disdain for. and i live with her. this isnt something that has just suddenly happened over night, this pure hatred for her has seeped in through the cracks i have yet to fill in my soul. i reached my wit’s end  with her recently when i wanted to enjoy the release of ‘call it what you want’ in my living with my other roommates, before politely asking “do y’all mind if i play this out loud for a second” to which ‘go ahead’ was the general consensus. 

throughout the entire song, she not only decided she wanted to talk over it but continuously remind me how much she does not like taylor or her music. this is something she does a lot but hasnt done in a while, which was why i was so frustrated with the sudden need for her to express these feelings once again. she continued on her rant until i finally paused the song, looked her in the eye and asked her “who fucking cares what you think?” 

im not an aggressive person but after just about two years of having to deal with everything she has done to make me angry, cause my best friend to have a mental breakdown and subsequently move out for the sake of her well being, and send her own roommate(s) crying to me about how unbearable she is, i had lost it. 

i raised my voice, which i never do. i ripped into the core of her being with every word until she cried. even when she was crying i continued to batter every part of her character. the seething words that left my lips were so unlike me, i had to make an urgent appointment with my therapist because i was worried about the person i became when she sent me over the edge like that. it was concerning.

it has been almost three weeks now since that night and after it happened, i removed and blocked her on every form of social media....even email. after discovering i had blocked her on instagram, she texted my other roommate who i was having lunch with at the time and said “i dont know how you can be friends with that dumb bitch” these words still ring in my head. with that, i decided it was time i finally spoke to her calmly about that night. the conversation pretty much consisted of her telling me she was hurt by me yelling at her and me saying everything i said to her that night, with a quieter voice.

i sat down with her and had an entire bullet pointed list of things that i have had to say and would clearly express to her. i told her, to her face, as calmly as possible “for you to make me angry enough to purposely want to hurt you....for you to hurt me and the people i love enough for me to want to make you cry, you have to be an awful person. never in my life have i experienced the rage your entire being makes me feel”

she cried again. but this time, behind my back, she has continued to try to isolate me in my own home. she has turned one of my roommates against me, telling her im some crazy unstable bitch and has tried to do so with the only other person i used to feel safe enough to even look at here. 

i was having an amazing time with my friends today, watching them work out at practice and finally introducing myself to the new coaching staff when the sudden realization that i would have to come home and rest my head in a place where i feel so despised, misunderstood and demonized made me break down inconsolably in front of my friends. the thought of walking into a space i dont feel im welcome in, where i am supposed to live for so many more months is so horrifying that the anxiety has brought me to tears every day for the last two weeks but today being the worst. i am not in a good place physically. not in the slightest.

im so grateful for my friends offering to let me kick it at their apartments until as late as i need to because even though they dont understand how i feel, they know that for me to react that way to anyone must mean they arent decent in the slightest. 

i spent the majority of the afternoon and evening at different places and my best friend walked me all the way into my room so i didnt feel too on edge coming home by myself. i hate it here so much. i hate it with my entire being. this girl is so terrible in every sense of the word and i know im not crazy. im not insane. im not unstable. i have never been in a better place mentally and emotionally in all my life. the horrible things she has said about me to other people i live with attribute to my shunning is so painful and i have no idea how im going to survive this situation. i dont know if it’s going to get better. i dont know how much worse it’s going to get in the future. she doesnt deserve to ruin my peace of mind and she so dense and i cant force awareness on the incompetent. 

i am not okay but everything else in my life is fantastic and i could never be more grateful for the beauty that is the relationships i have with people who have never made me feel this way. 

[lawsfallmute]

Her.

Giving your youth and beauty to mediocre and hopeless. Most of the time I feel like you are trying to buy me time on a maxed out credit card, paying back interest payments with your own patience and blood. And sometimes I want to do my best impression of someone you deserve, and when a problem looks an awful lot like a page I want to commit ink to paper. The worth of your love will never be able to be repaid and alls I can do to try is by not quitting. In a world that everyone looks like a wrong answer, I would settle for being your best guess. I can say that I have been alive long enough to learn that there are so many chances to destroy yourself from the decisions you make in this world..You’ve never had to sell me on the idea of absolute certainty in the trustworthiness of yourself. But at times It's hard to trust your judgment on how you could fall in love with someone like me. For years I have been questioning myself on this very subject..I have this ever looming anxiety for the past decade that I am never going to amount to much for other people, and for the past 8 years I have strived harder than most to become so many respectable things so that I could offer you some semblance of parlay, betting that one day I could amount up to the life you spit into this doomed shell. Everything that i've done in my teenage years to now was done to better myself to find a spot in your heart. You may not think that, maybe that comes off as a one of the most ridiculous things I have ever said to you but its true. Never in my life was I happy with what I had when it didn't have you in it. I wasn't as happy as I could've been without you. I have a sense of self worth, and I knew that I wasn't enough for a lot of people. But the way you make me feel..You make me feel like a flower in the desert finally seen its first day of rain in months. You make me feel so absolutely amazing, ill never be able to tell you with words..One day I will, I promise Ill never stop looking. I spent so much time learning new things, getting better at respectable hobbies or goals in life. I strived to be a better cook, a better listener, a better lover, a better writer, a happier person, a healthier person, a more gentle, attractive person..I've went to such extreme lengths to pick up things to better myself not just for personal gain and acceptance, but so that one day you could look at me like the way I look at you and go "What the fuck did I do, to deserve to have someone so breathtakingly amazing as you in my life" and that I am this person you want to spend the rest of your life with no matter what happens when my entire life i've felt useless to everyone around me. There is not a single person in the world living now, to be created in the future, or dead that will ever hold such a deep and extreme respect and love as you do in my heart. I think that maybe I should take a different approach to what im writing because being such an amazing person like you..I am sure there are so many people in this world that told you they loved you, and how much..But whats more important to me is why you loved me. It dates back far, but recalling memories of why I love you vs now doesnt seem right because you've changed into such a beautiful and outstanding person. I love how you react to things that I do with such love and admiration, ive hated the way ive looked for years but your compliments make me feel like I am above the demons telling me otherwise. I love the way you try to hold back your laugh, and let a giggle slip. It shows me that nothing can stop such a beautiful sound and smile such as yours from surfacing no matter if an extremely determined person such as yourself tries to stop it. I love how you tease me, and never run out of new innovative ways of slyly slipping in a witty statement to keep me on my toes. I love the way you arent afraid to have a different opinion than me, and even less afraid to stand your ground on it *even though we dont disagree about very much*. I love how excited you get when you find out there is one more thing to add to the list of a million things in counting that we have in common, as if you needed more justification as to why I love you. I love the way that you'd look at me for more than a few seconds, and look away hold your hand over your face blushing because I found you admiring me while I ranted on about something I was passionate about, or maybe because the topic was more often than not about you. I love how your voice picks up with enthusiasm when I take an interest in anything you have to say, but never changes pitch when you are explaining something to someone else. I love how you always try to hold your hand on your nose in skype calls because its a sure fire way to indicate that you are blushing, and that makes you ever so anxious. I love how I am never able to anticipate how you are going to handle, or react to a situation even if I have done the same thing before, its always worth giving you my 100% because you always give it back. I love the way you speak to me, I showed my mother something you sent to me years back..Something to do with how you felt about me, and my mother said " I like the ways she talks about you" And i thought about it for a moment and replied " I do too" And to this day I feel very much the same. I plan on writing a lot more things just like this, so let me keep a few things I haven't mentioned in storage so that Ill have a few cute things to say in the meantime whilst other thoughts come pouring into my mind. I love you.

[tumblunni]

I had some sudden more ideas for npcs in the monster petshop game, and a bit of worldbuilding and stuff!

I was just consideringwhether maybe this should be a fantasy setting with different non-human races, or one that’s just all humans. I dunno, games with catchable monsters seem to ALWAYS be just humans, that’s weird now I think about it! I guess its so the line between sentient magical beings and the pet ones isn’t blurred, but in my petshop idea the monster pets can all talk anyway so that’s not an issue. Tho I dunno if it’ll be to the same degree as in the Monster Rancher anime where monsters are all so similar to humans that they can live their own entirely separate lives without a human partner, and like.. start shops and hold property and stuff. Seriously that worldbuilding is so surreal and cool, you get to see stuff like a giant golem running a little metalwork jewelry store in the background of a crowd scene. I wanna see the story of that guy! Tho it gets a bit confusing cos some monsters can’t talk, and some monsters seem to have more petlike intelligence, and those two things don’t often coincide. I still cry forever about that episode with the guy who abused his giant worm monster, and how with its design and how it doesnt talk you’d probably assume its a mindless evil monster but its actually just a quiet sad good guy and like.. how its full sentience level is revealed by it choosing to refuse an offer from the bad guys to join them, and dying trying to save the life of its abusive trainer. And how it actually does succeed in making him realise how wrong he was to treat it like an animal, and to treat animals like mindless toys! And how he breaks down crying and then how he cradles the lil baby worm and promises to do better this time, and then how his original worm comes back to life way WAY at the end of the series and I CRY FOREVERRRR ... Anyway, sorry, where was I before I got distracted?

OH YEAH! Fantasy races! Which really should be called species, but I guess it stuck cos they’re often used as metaphors/replacements for actual racial diversity, especially in traditional fantasy. IM GETTING DISTRACTED AGAIN!!! So yeah that thought led me to an idea for a particular fantasy “race” I could add. But then it somehow developed into... I dislike designing overly humanlike fantasy races, like seriously what is the point of even bothering if they look identical to humans except short or with weird ears? So I thought.. what if this “race” is actually a disease instead?

MORE LONG THOUGHTS BELOW THE CUT!

So, I was thinking they could look like just normal humans but with a greyish skin colour, odd coloured eyes, and some sort of flower growing on their head. They’d be like ‘flower spirits’ but in kind of a negative way? They look like humans because this is a sort of magical genetic condition that turns humans into this. Though they still get predjudice because people are afraid of ‘catching’ a disease that isn’t actually contagious through touch or anything, but people are happy being ignorant fucks and excluding them from society ‘just in case’ their paranoia comes true.

But anyway! The details! At any moment an inherited carrier could manifest symptoms, and rather literally manifest a glowing flower from their forehead. It grants you enhanced magical powers, but at the cost of your life being tied to that magic. The flower is like if your soul has been forcibly pulled outside your body in a very fragile form! You have to tend to it like a normal flower, and you also have to sorta feed it by doing enough magic or absorbing the energy from magical objects. (So these guys’s magical power is to negate other magics.) If left untreated it will eventually be fatal, and if the flower wilts it’ll also kill you even faster. If you fail to take care of it, it drains energy from your soul instead, which leads to the grey skintone and general weak health. But even if you keep the flower alive it’ll eventually grow too big and you’ll be unable to drain enough magic to keep up with its energy consumption. By the time the story begins, medical technology has actually advanced enough to find life extending treatments for this, even if we don’t have a complete cure. You can’t get rid of the flower but you can take medicines to slow it’s growth. I mean, really the problem is just that this thing outpaces its host, its a really impractical parasite! It ends up killing itself by getting too greedy! (Which makes me think probably the predjudiced slurs around these people would be like... ‘you got that disease cos of your greed/sin/etc’. Even though its just genetic.) And then I think the final breakthrough to save people from this disease wouldnt really be a perfect cure, just to regress it to a budlike inactive state. You’ll always be physically marked as a victim of this disease, and you’ll always have the ‘demonic’ magic-draining powers. And it’ll probably be a long time before people stop treating the sufferers like shit, even after this...

So umm.. yeah. Its kinda gonna be like an analogy for the horrible HORRIBLE way the AIDS outbreak was handled by the government, and how it happened because the victims were ‘undesireables’. And how in this post-outbreak world the whole thing’s practically been covered up, lessened, forgotten. And people still deny it, and still treat gay people like shit, and its taken so damn long to make all this progress and just... gahhhh... How pretty much every LGBTQ person who’s that old lost a dozen friends, how people got so desperate they used to hold ‘die-ins’- protesting by literally saying ‘leave me here on the doorstep’ when they were about to die. Make the politicians see exactly what they’ve done! And similarly the massive MASSIVE quilt full of patches commemorating everyone who died. God... And seriously just HOW LITTLE EDUCATION there is on this subject! Even amoungst modern LGBTQ communities! How eager we are to sweep things under the rug, even if its LITERALLY a rug made of dead queer folk! *sigh* umm.. sorry for the heavy subject matter there.

So yeah, this would be a ‘race’ in this setting, or rather a minority group, but in fantasy terms its a ‘race’ but.. whatever. Dumb language rules! Very small community of flower disease folks, treated like demi-humans. And this leads to a bunch of new ideas for npcs that could deliver this plotline! Of course, the main one would be an actual member of the flower disease folks.

I’m imagining her as just an absolute sweetheart shy gentle giant sort of lady. She’s introduced being this terrifying presence walking into the town, your protagonist being the only one who doesnt understand why everyone else is being all hushed whispers and closing all their shops. Since you come from a sheltered rich kid background, you’re very out of touch with common issues and had no clue this disease even exists. (Even though rich folks are the ones who had the power to help them, are the ones who refused, are the ones who spread the propeganda and then tried to cover up all their own failures...) So you’re the only one who treats this seemingly terrifying vagrant as a normal person, even though it’s (initially) just because you didn’t know the situation. Because of this, she ends up seeing you as a friend and coming back again. And then its up to the player whether you fall for all the predjudice and decide to cut all ties with her from here on, or whether you continue to stand up for her rights and try and change the way society treats her.

ANYWAY, her personality once she opens up to you would be the total opposite of her imposing appearance. She’s a chronic sufferer of self-hate issues, who’s been living completely alone in the forest for a long time, after being kicked out by her family and having no-one to turn to. I’m thinking she constantly speaks like... shy equivelant of Fuujin from FF8? One word sentences, but whispered instead of yelled. And like.. “.......ah..............s-....sorry........?” *questioning inflection of silence* “......uhhm........?” *unfurls hand hesitantly from under cloak and points at loaf of bread* *counts out coins meticulously, making sure to spread her hands and show she’s wearing gloves, she’s keeping them in a pouch, she hasn’t touched them* *places them on the very edge of the counter and backs away slowly, assuming you’re thinking the worst of her* *won’t take the bread directly from your hands, just in case* *struggling to speak again* “... th-.... ah-...... t-thank....... you.....” *mumbles her way out of the store quickly and awkwardly* This is kinda how she’s had to deal with buying supplies from EVERYONE EVERYWHERE. This tends to happen with like the one store in town that’ll take pity and throw her some food, at a greatly inflated price. She’s just had to like.. keep trying. Wear them down. If she keeps coming to a town repeatedly they’ll eventually get frustrated enough to give her what she wants.... or they’ll call the sheriff to chase her off. Either way she finally gets a yes or no answer on that place, and can tick it off on her cross country map of spots to find actual supplies. So she like.. CAN NOT function in a regular shop environment anymore. Probably the first hint that she isn’t really scary is how she’d totally freak out at you treating her normally! She’d be TERRIFIED!! There’s no way she’d actually agree to talking normally, she’d adamantly refuse to taking anything for free, seriously WHAT IS YOUR DEAL, ARE YOU A DEMON??? *sobs into the complimentary bread* It’d be a few visits before she actually opens up to you, and even then she’s very monosyllabic. She literally hasnt talked to anyone for years, she’s become so hardened to loneliness and cruel treatment that she can’t remember how to react to kind people anymore. And her voice is so hoarse both from this and from.. well.. the disease. She hasn’t even had the minimal treatment that’s available nowadays... for the rich, at least. So along with her sidequest being to help everyone understand her, you’re also searching for a doctor who’d treat her, and trying to save up the ridiculous amounts of money it would take. Its far easier if you succeed at destroying enough of the town’s ignorance, and make at least a few friendship links between her and your other sidequest pals. You can start having a town-wide fundraiser to get her the lifesaving medicine! Tho probably that leads to its own sidequest of having to track her down after she runs away, worried that she doesn’t deserve it and she’s just gonna cause more problems for her new friends. NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Anyway, the general structure of her as a customer is that she kinda accepts ANYTHING, and doesn’t have much money to do it with. She’s very lonely, and only built up the courage to come to this town on that first day because she heard about your petshop that sells to lower class citizens, and the idea of getting her own monster friend was like a ray of hope in her life! If you decide not to chase her away from the town, she settles in the nearby forest where all the stray monsters live, and becomes like the scary local cryptid. “I totally saw an eight foot tall woman feeding the crows!!! What the fuck!!!” She has a problem with sacrificing herself to protect all these wild animals, they’re just SO BEAUTIFUL and MAKE LIFE WORTH LIVING!! She’s always going hungry cos she gives all her food to them, and then they start to love her in return and she gets a veritable army of feral pals that’ll defend her from anyone who tries to burn her tent down again. So she starts off desperately trying to buy a monster from you, any monster, and then after she gets her first one she starts befriending the forest monsters with its help, and becomes your biggest customer of monster supplies instead. She wants to give all these wild babies the closest life to a normal pet as possible! But she also still will buy literally any monster from you, ever, anytime. Doesn’t matter that she already has fifty, she can always take care of more! Though you do get better results if you give her ones high in defense stats and etc, cos its tough to live out there in the forest, even if your trainer is going hungry to ensure you get the best snacks. Oh, and she’d probably be ABSOLUTELY OVER THE MOON if you could sell her a monster that also has flowers or flower patterns. (Tho i think protagonist would be worried it would be insensitive, but she actually does like them cos they make her feel less lonely) She’s also an incentive to help out with your cookery crafting skills! Cos initially she’s having trouble being able to access any of the other shops in the town, she’ll just buy whatever spare food you have lying around. Even your absolute worst failed dishes are like heaven to her! So you can get more exp from cooking and also make a profit from it, thus helping you get better at crafting fancy dishes for your sweet monster pals. (And your strange tall pal!) Oh, and it’d probably also be an element that people in the town try and ‘politely’ advise you that you shouldn’t sell to her ‘for your own safety’. Because of the flower people’s magic draining powers, there’s the very real worry that one of them could be buying monsters from your store just to drain them dry and slow down their own death. But it sucks to assume the worst of her before you even know her, and honestly even if someone was doing that it’s dishonest to frame them as evil and predatory when seriously they are only committing a crime TO SLOW DOWN THEIR OWN DEATH! I bet that would be the most terrifying depressing situation for them, having to kill a small animal cos you’re having an attack of your symptoms and you just desperately don’t want to die...

And now on to the other supporting npcs I thought could be useful to this plot!

I thought of maybe there being bakers cos... well, the first scene I thought of while planning her personality was her trying to buy a loaf of bread. SIMPLE BRAIN PATHS! WOO! But somehow these bakers ended up gaining a way bigger plot role than I intended O_O I’m imagining them as some sort of Super Duo, just cos this plot idea requires one who starts off sympathetic to flower lady and a boss that provides an obstacle in this. I’m thinking maybe the good guy baker sneaks bread out to flower lady, and their greedy boss is all like ‘no! There are laws in place! Food waste must be destroyed! No giving to the homeless!’ (THIS IS AN ACTUAL THING THAT EXISTS. Almost every major fast food company does it! You can get arrested for stealing food from the bins, or for being an employee who tries to give the food to someone, even if it’s excess food that would just be binned anyway.) But then I ended up humanizing the grumpy boss instead of having them JUST be an enemy. I started imagining this as a family business, and the grumpy boss is their grandma? And then i thought maybe that would be a good vehicle to deliver the backstory worldbuilding about this disease, and now I am REALLY SAD about this grumpy grandma! I was thinking maybe she’s actually someone who lost a lot of friends in the initial outbreak of flower syndrome, and used to protest against it, and became all bitter and depressed after what happened, which is why she’s such a cynical mess nowadays. I think maybe the plot would work better if its like.. the grandkid baker just THINKS that grandma would object to serving a flower disease customer, and then when grandma actually sees who’s been ‘stealing’ her profits, she breaks down crying. Nobody in her family even knew she was so close to the tragedy, she’s been keeping it secret cos even though she isn’t infected she could still be ostracized for being part of that community and all. I’m thinking its gonna just be a very direct analogue, I’m gonna say that LGBTQ people were demonized as the ‘cause’ of this disease back when it was poorly understood. ‘Its caused by greed and sin’ = people pick whichever subjective ‘sin’ they wanna blame... So grandma shows you all her quilt that she’s been keeping secret, full of patches commemorating everyone she knew who died, and tells you about how the tragedy went down and how she got her start as such a cold and untrusting person out of the fear of ever loving anyone again in case she lost them. And everyone gets to have ALL OF THE HUGS, even though hugs can’t erase what happened :( But finding a family that can support her can help flower lady right now, grandma is determined to find a way to save this one person and make up for everyone she couldn’t save! They help you on your quest to track down a doctor, and they give flower lady a place to stay as part of their family, no matter what anyone thinks! And then i think maybe after flower lady manages to get her medicine, grandma actually leaves on a journey with the doctor, to learn how to become a doctor too. She was in medical training when she was younger, before she had to drop out of education due to all that happened. And she just ended up inheriting the family bakery, even though she personally sucks at baking and hates it. (Which is why employee/grandson does all the work and stuff) So now she sees this as a chance to redeem herself, you help convince her that its not too late! She’s gonna use however many years she has left to help people! if she has to be cursed with outliving everyone, she’ll use this long life to make a difference! So its sad cos grandma has to leave on her journey, but grandson takes over the shop and flower lady is employed as an assistant. And they keep in touch with grandma in the mail. (You can sell them a good carrier pigeon monster to help!)

Another npc there could be is... another greedy guy!! I started thinking him up cos i was just wondering about who could be a friend to the grandma. I mean, the npcs have to have relationships and rivalries between each other, its not like the protagonist is the only one who matters, lol This idea i have is (for some reason) someone who looks like a younger AZ from pokemon, wearing a cowboy hat. Kinda? He’s a travelling merchant and ssssssort of the same greedy archetype as grumpy grandpa, but sort of not? He’s an even more huge penny pincher than her, but he doesn’t seem to have his heart in it. He’s constantly desperately wringing any potential money out of anything, overcharging as much as he possibly can, getting himself hurt doing silly get rich schemes. But then he’s not really a jerk about it. He’s very friendly and cares about his customers, unable to actually scam them even as he announces his intentions to do it. He’s constantly betrayed by his own kindness, and ends up giving away free stuff to anyone who has a sob story! He also never seems to actually really spend his money on himself, its not like he actually has any of the luxury he’s always rambling about. I mean, he does indeed seem to have a genuine greed and a few lofty dreams, but then he just puts all his profits in his savings no matter how much it hurts him to do it. *crying over a fancy hat as he dumps his purse in the Swear Jar*

So anyway, his connection to this plot about the flower disease is that his Secret Reason For The Greedy is only revealed if you befriend both him and the flower lady. After you progress the story enough to get her first Happy Ending of getting adopted by the baker family, her second Happy Ending of finally getting the medicine, and her third Happy Ending of becoming the new assistant baker after grandma moves away, the plot still stubbornly continues because really no ending is an ending, yknow? I’m thinking this sort of formula could work really well with a game that has no real overall plot, and is more of just a slice of life theoretically endless thing. When you’re playing Monster Rancher there’s never really any huge changes in the town you still always have the same shopkeepers and nobody even ages. And even though Animal Crossing has villagers moving in and out, its also kinda the same, there’s never any real character development or shifting of the status quo. So I’m thinking having changing generations of the town and continuity between them could be a good way to keep stuff engaging even as you keep playing the same sort of gameplay forever. Maybe some people move away, maybe some people move in, maybe some people get married or have kids, who knows!

So yeah, after the status quo change of the baker grandma moving away and flower lady leaving her homelessness tent to become a full time resident, thats’s when this new sidequest starts. Stuff still isnt instantly perfect for her, she’s still facing predjudice from some people, especially now she’s in a rather public position as an employee. All the controversy over having her work with food, even though SERIOUSLY, DUDE, you can’t catch it from just touching someone who has it! I think she’d feel absolutely terrible, she’d be worried that she’s causing her benefactors to lose business because she’s here. And she’d also have just normal social anxiety adjusting to doing her first job ever, and having to do so much talking. She was homeless since she was very young, she even has trouble with complex mathematics cos she never finished school. Another reason merchant guy could be a good friend of the family, he could help tutor her on this stuff! And general shopkeeping techniques, cos both her and grandson are both super good guy pushovers and all. (”Don’t worry, I’m a wimp too, and even I can manage to be greedy with these five simple steps! ....that’ll be 50 dollars.”) But the main plot for him and flower lady is how he finally reveals his secret reason for being so greedy. One day he just comes along leading a little girl by his hand, and lifts her up so she can see the lady at the bakery counter. “Daddy, she’s got flowers like me!!” He’s been sending all of his profits home to pay for his kid’s medical bills, and he finally decided to let you know once he met someone else with the same condition. He’s been keeping it a secret because people hate flower sufferers so much, and he desperately needs to keep up the trade route with this town otherwise he can’t afford to look after her. he’s so damn relieved to be able to stop lying to you, and to finally introduce his lil bundle of joy! And to let her see someone else with the same condition, for the first time in her life! And then the lil girl could become friends with tall flower lady, and be all like ‘you look so pretty!’ which is something nobody’s ever said to her since she got sick, and just... HEARTWARMING TIME And it could help flower lady keep hope even though predjudice hasnt completely stopped in the world. At least now she’s found some good people, and she can see that her bravery in working at this job is inspiring young sufferers to feel that their life isnt completely over. So they all send off another letter to grandma together, and have a nice family dinner with this other family, and with yours too. :3 (...also, merchant guy apologizes for lying to his close friend grandma for so long, and they laugh at how they both had so much in common and never found out until now! And she is HELLA EXCITED to meet his daughter when she comes back ^_^)

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I wish you would write a fic where Katsuki Bakugō meets Rin Okumura and they become bros and stuff :D

Title: Classroom BoredomFandom: Blue Exorcist x Boku no Hero AcademiaSummary: Somehow Katsuki expected more from a class just for those kin with demons. At least his seat neighbor was all right for an overly chatty wanna be knight.AN: AAAnd now completely done. Considering I was aiing for 500 wors originally and this is now three imes as long… this is set a few decades in the future of AnE! Also, here “Kin” means related to a Demon King. This doesn’t mean the Demon King himself necessarily but can also refer to demons associated with said Demon King.Katsuki Bakugou, 15 years old, kin of Ilbis, Exorcist in training and utterly bored. When he had signed up for the advanced exorcism class instead of just the mandatory one, fully set on actually working in the True Cross Order, he had expected glorious battles - not boring lessons.

All the hope he had put on the classes for those who were kin with demons had been shattered within a day too. School was boring. It was so much mindless studying and recitation and remembering- the kind of things Deku was interested in but never Katsuki.

As Miwa sensei lectured, one by one everyone fell asleep. Even Deku was distracting himself by growing some weird ass plants on his arm. When he was doing things like that, it was hard to imagine that somewhere blood of the crazy and weird as hell Earth King was running through the teenager’s veins. Well, not that he was the only one, Satou and Mineta were related to the Earth King as well, but Deku was the only one who used his powers so weirdly. Perhaps he was the only one who could use his powers like that. Rumors had gone up that Deku was actually related to Amaimon, though Katsuki had yet to see prove.

Sighing he dropped his head on his desk. This class was so boring.

“Pssssht!”

Katsuki turned to his left. His seat neighbor, Egan- something he couldn’t recall, waved at him while smiling the probably biggest smile Katsuki had ever seen.

What the fuck.

“You’re bored too?” Egan asked.

For a moment Katsuki considered ignoring him, but finally decided against it.

“Yeah.”

“Awesome! Well- not really, but yeah. Mako- Miwa-sensei is a real bore, right?”

Katsuki could only nod. “The only really interesting lessons are Aizawa and Toshinori’s.”

At that Egan nodded. “Yes! Aizawa has some awesome Tamer stuff going on. His Nebari summons are hella creepy though. Toshinori’s Aria lessons are fun too! Do you have demon pharmaceutics? Yukio’s classes can be boring but you should-”

“EGIN!” Miwa interrupted. “Don’t interrupt class!”

“Yes, sir!” Egan- Egin shouted, waking everyone up who was asleep.

What a weirdo.He was bearable though.

The next weeks continued in similar matter. Whenever Katsuki was about to dose off, Egin would start a conversation until the teacher called them out. Sometimes they only talked for a few minutes, on other days for the whole lesson. And somehow, whenever Katsuki wasn’t bothered by Kaminari and Kirishima, Egin would hang out with him or worse: drag him to the rest of his classmates and have him socialize with them. Katsuki didn’t even know how Egin managed it. One moment the blonde was alone, the next he was sitting in a circle with the rest of the demon kin teenagers.At least he got some more information on Egin, who was weirdly blank. Yukio Egin, the pharmaceutics teacher, was apparently his older brother by ten years or so and Egin wanted to gain the Meister Knight and Aria. Egin was also shit at any recitations so the Aria Meister didn’t make a lot of sense to Katsuki until he heard the other teenager sing a whole lot of Latin bible phrases and prayers and what not. He honestly hadn’t expected that from a guy that sucked at remembering something as much as Egin.

The thing that interested Katsuki the most though, was who Egin was kin with. He had to be kin with some Demon King, otherwise he wouldn’t be in the same class as Katsuki.The summons Egin made weren’t really helpful solving that riddle either. Usually one stuck to their own kin and maybe another one that fit. But Egin apparently was the prime example for “screw the rules” as he summoned demons of all kinds and classes, often earning disapproving glances from Aizawa. But about that Egin didn’t seem to care too much. In general, even though he was in the top five, Egin seemed so give zero fucks about school. It was odd since he was such a straightforward and determined guy.

“Katsuki!” Egin called and waved at him. “Class is about to start!”

“I’m coming, idiot,” Katsuki said and dragged himself towards the gym.

Inside Egin had already managed to get into a heated argument with Kaminari on how good Egin actually was at summoning. It was starting to look a bit like a small or, hell, maybe even big disaster as Egin ran over to the only blackboard in the gym, a piece of chalk in hand. He erased the previously instructions on how to properly evade a demon to make place.

“I’ll show you then!” Egin declared and began to sketch a circle Katsuki wasn’t even sure of to what element it belonged.

“Bane of ancient times, here my call, by the blood of my kin, come forth!”

Not that he’d ever admit it, but what happened next scared him just a bit. One moment Egin appeared happy and successful, the next he was plucked from the ground and in that beast’s mouth. His classmates started screaming, terror slowly crawled inside the previously peaceful classroom. So this was actual combat.

No wonder they were still going to school.

Egin’s demon was terrifying. About five meters tall with at least a hundred yellow snake like eyes. Its mouth made up at least half of its body in total, the rest being a weird chimera like mix. The knowledge he had acquired in school so far couldn’t help him determine what this thing was. It radiated warmth, had spider legs, red scales, messy dark fur- it was a living nightmare. One that was about to kill Egin.Whatever courage Katsuki could muster up, he poured into his next action. He made his way towards the beast, fire already biting at his palms. No matter what this thing was, surely it would hurt it if Katsuki burned his eyes?He was nearly there when Asui hold him back.

“What the-“

“Your fire won’t help,” she informed him. “I can feel it. That thing is fire.”

“How would you know?!” Katsuki shouted. “That thing will kill Egin!”

“I’m kin with Egyn,” she told him, appearing rather unbothered by his temper. “And so far it hasn’t done much. It looks like it’s waiting for an attack.”

The worst was that Asui had a point. Recklessly and mindlessly storming into battle, wasn’t that something Egin had also told him to get under control. Katsuki turned to look at the demon again. It definitely was waiting for something as it made no move. It didn’t even try to devour Egin.

“What are we supposed to do then?” He asked.

“Iida’s run for a teacher and the rest,” she pointed to the other students, „are working on a strategy. Just because you have the fastest reaction, doesn’t mean the rest of us won’t do anything.”

“Fine,” Katsuki bit out just the moment the demon suddenly screamed.

Everyone jumped with fright, expecting the beast to suddenly lose control and go ahead and attack them. For one moment, nobody reacted. It felt as if everyone even stopped breathing, completely frozen.

“That’s enough.”

From behind the students, at the gym’s entrance, Egin’s older brother stood. Instead of looking panicked or even just worried, he appeared annoyed.

“Nii-san, stop with the act. You’ve had your fun. Now stop before the class seriously hurts themselves.”

“Spoilsport!” Egin’s voice rang through the building.

Katsuki couldn’t quite believe his eyes. The demon carefully dropped the completely uninjured Egin to the ground.

“You’re always ruining my classes. And do I have to remind you that your exam nearly got me killed?” Egin huffed as if moments before he hadn’t been dying.

“I didn’t even come up with your Exwire exam! It’s been decades! You can’t still be holding that against me, Rin!”

“I can and I will. Now-“

“What the fuck is going on?!” Katsuki expressed what all the other teenagers were asking themselves. Why was Egin alive and well and complaining about his brother ruining his classes.

“I’d like to know that as well,” Todoroki added while a bunch of their classmates nodded.

“This, my dear students, was your exam!” Egin exclaimed cheerily. “Allow me that I reintroduce myself. Okumura Rin, Honorable Knight and a bunch o other titles making me the glorified babysitter of my siblings, at your service. I’m your actual teacher, not Mako-kun. He was just my step in so I could observe whether you’d be worth my time.”

“Liar,” Egin- Okumura’s older brother said. “You would have taken the class regardless of what impression they make on you as long as it gets you away from your paperwork.”

“Shut it, Yukio. Not everyone can do paperwork for nearly a century and not go mad. You’re weird like that. Anyway, Ashido, you have to be careful with your summons. I’d stick to weaker once for now in stressful situations. Todoroki, just because you have a bit more power than the rest doesn’t mean you can-“

And Egin- Okumura latched into criticizing and/or praising how they all reacted and behaved just like a freaking teacher. Somehow Katsuki still couldn’t fathom what the fuck was going on but apparently that was alright because neither could his classmates.

AN: Basically (semi) immortal Okumura twins teaching Cram school and hiding their identities because have you tried going anywhere when everyone knows your name?