#muehehehe >:3c

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

. HE LOVES ME . HE LOVES MEEEEEEEEE

[apoodl3z]

I just started watching this show and I already love him ( Mach from Regretevator )

[a-hazbin-spider]

It was a mistake, he knew it was, a sorry just admit that he’d wronged him. A sorry meant he owed him, that there was something that really had done harm on the moth. Be it the case or not, he’d said it, no going back, taking it back was a death wish. But then again, he had been too careless, lipped off when he shouldn’t have. Thought he might be okay to say something other than what Valentino just wanted to hear. How stupid. He was stupid, never was told any different, and until it was too late- he hadn’t minded the description shouted at him. But when he shouts it to himself, it’s when he’s crumbling like this.

“I’m sorry.” He whimpers out, more clearly this time, with conviction. He hurts, he’d been through plenty of torment just this past week, but if Valentino really were so harsh right now… maybe he had actually unintentionally made him think he was downplaying anything he may have gone through. Maybe that thought is all bullshit, but it pulled him enough to at least lay his stinging eyes onto his face.

Of course- of course he wanted it to stop, but that isn’t what Valentino wants to hear. That isn’t what he wanted to say. Especially not when the ire of his rage started to simmer down, die gently like an ember. And Angel feels himself quake underneath, like a cold draft that had extinguished said rage had chilled his very core. Pain still ebbs through him, coursing through his veins just like the fear carried through each synapse. And more is added! Claws dig in just as he received a kind touch in turn, the gasp can’t help from turning into a sob.

“I-I ain’t- I ain’t meant to..!” He sputters, it’s quiet, his breath held amicably in his chest, though his boss silences him before he sticks his foot in his mouth.

A tear is dragged from an eye, and he can’t help the small hiccup produced as his body stammers from relief. Relief that the finger had not simply dug in, or mark him with the claw attached. Thoughts like that overwhelm his brain, and while it is hard to actively listen like that. He attempts though. Persisting through his fog, and allowing his limbs to absently cling on. How pathetic.

“M’sorry..!” He gasps again, falling hook line and sinker, as he presses into the nuzzling desperately. Only making another move when teeth gave him a brief nip. Soft whining is barely audible, but it certainly paired well with what Valentino was saying. And feeling a hug again after some time really played on the need for calm and assurance while he’s still suffering a drop, feeling his heart and body ache. Felt a little like cracked pieces of himself were forced back together. He can’t pin down why he wanted it so bad, when he yearned to be let go for being broken. Somehow he wanted to be held and cherished- to make Val happy by being good..!

“No. No, Daddy.” He answers truthfully. He wasn’t bored. If anything, there was a deep seated fear that Valentino would grow bored of him. His reach for safety was somehow also terrifying, a deeply rooted fear. Maybe for the man involved, maybe for his own worth- probably both. Weary eyes peek up, his fingers holding the moth for dear life.

“I wanna- I wanna be good, I do..! I ain’t got another boyfriend, I ain’t bored neither, I swear. I just… I dunno- feels like I can’t be whatcha want. I ain’t wanna make ya mad, honest. Things feel like they should be okay, then they just ain’t. I ain’t th’ brightest, Val. Sometimes I dunno whatcha want til ya tell me. I’m just hopin’ ya still want me.”

Wide eyes stare him down, and if they weren’t enough, the gradual building of frustrated breath would tell him easily that he was in for trouble. He swallows thickly, and despite the seconds feeling like an eternity, it wasn’t even long enough for his mouth to get out a single word. Choking, scrambling, there’s a blur in his perception, blindly skittering back is all that he could do aside from try to gasp quietly for air. He’d wanted to be calm, initially, lead a rational or at least lead a courteous interaction. No dice.

Valentino is still first to get a word in. Three, actually, and not very happy ones. Still, even if he hadn’t learned Spanish, that boot did more than enough talking for him. He feels his ribs begin to bruise and creak, his body unable to keep from a small writhing. “Gagh..! Fuck-”

Like a doll, Angel is yanked up by his robe, his head shaking and only the start of his denial and defense able to stutter out over his shock. But the word ‘stop’ wasn’t able to be spit out, not over Val’s own words, not to a level that he thinks would reach and likely fall on deaf ears. Dammit, it was worth a try. At least something to lessen the sting, to make this the tiniest bit better. Maybe for the both of them! Hell, from the looks of it, his boss was ready to blow a fuse, and pop a vein.

“No- no, please..! I ain’t meant it like that, Val- no!” Air hisses through his teeth at the claws digging into him, his face twisting into a slight grimace from the pain, and only crumpling further from the continued shouting and accusation. The throbbing in his body started to ache from all the impact laid upon it, and it spread through tension into his head, holding back any tears, drowning in the yells and clenching so tightly- it only made it hurt worse, a nice addition to the collection of being knocked down and slapped. A thick swallow tries to help him push back what was blocking his words, soothe his throat and continue. Even if it wasn’t going to do any good. “I didn’t t-try t’say d’hat..! I didn’t mean I had it worse-”

Regardless to whether or not he did have it worse, his call to the moth’s claimed understanding was taken as a game of Pain Olympics. As comparison, and putting his situation out like it were some sort of object to garner pity, or to make it some sort of Pass for himself if he deemed it to be. That wasn’t his point though, really, he was naively reaching for a foothold that couldn’t be found. His boss’s affinity and kinship through their work didn’t hold a flame to getting what he wanted.

Slap! Another strike tosses his head to the side, a hitch in his breath so close to breaking into a sob. But he resists. This… was the good. The better situation Val raved about. But it still hurt. And still stains him. Shit- there had to be something to save this, something he could do..! Even when he’s feeling ire and despair befall him over how unfair it is- he’s struggling to keep it boiling under the surface.

Hot breath pants over the commanding man that holds him. It’s no use to keep himself from shaking, trembling able to be heard with each desperate huff. Hands held up, to hope for space, and to plead his defense. “Val- stop! Per favoré..! I’m… I’m sorry-”

[neiptune]

v v v !!! :3c eye spy all your bllk posting lately … mueheheh. the people (me) are curious!! who are your top 5 favourite characters, and what about them do you think draws you to them ! ♡

hiii coco!!!! so I'm an anime only therefore I may not be all that into the main lore but genuinely they're all insane. that's what I like. they're talented, passionate, fucked out freaks and it drives me crazy.

I'd say my current faves are nagi (I immediately loved him, lazy white haired incredibly talented genius who is also 1.90cm? yes please), bachira, chigiri, raichi and oliver ghfjdgbhjdfgd do you have any faves??

[astarionancuntnin]

I'm here to anonymously tell you something I like about your OC

I like that your OC likes my OC and I like that your OC is horny for my OC and vice versa

Muehehehe

MUEHEHEHE (me too >:3c)

[tomogirl]

🤭🤭🤭

Asjksjdj stoppp you’re making me blush ❤️❤️

Muehehehe >:3c

[miniponilu]

muehehehe :3c

I swear I can hear the terraria backround music

[idv-sunsxin3]

hey, can you write some random relationship Emile hc?

take your time and remember to rest!

Pins// YESSSS- MORE EMILE HC CONTENT TO SHARE! ÒWÓ

ALSO- same to you, Anon! You deserve some rest, too! ùwú✨🌸

Emile Relationship HCs

Header via Identity V Official Twitter

{Headcanons/Scenarios}

Gender Neutral! S/O

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Emile loved to hold hands with you.

He viewed the world as a huge maze to get lost in- holding hands with you whenever you both travel, made him feel secured and less scared about the unknown.

He was half-blind due to the ‘eye treatment’ he received from the doctors- So he would trip or bump into furnitures once in a while.

He suffered a lot through headaches, you often do all your best to get many ways to treat his problem properly.

Emile surprisingly could cope with minor pain when bumping into something, you would see him get surprised but recover quickly with his usual cat smile-

If he trips and gets a slight painful scratch, he won’t cry- He will still smile and tell you that the impact wasn’t severe.

You'll have to get used to it once you both are together. :3c❤️

Emile// *bumps into an empty shelf quite harshly*

Emile// !!! :O

Emile// … :0

Y/N // Are you alright…?-

Emile// Yes! :3

Y/N // (THAT RECOVERY WAS SO QUICK- NANI???)

Emile was quite a dependent person, but he wished to prove you that he can also be independent in some ways! Such as how he managed to keep up by himself at the beginning of a match-

He once tried to cook breakfast for you, but it didn’t work and ended up burning the pan-

You were able to help him lower the fire and comforted him as he whimpered in defeat… qwq

Emile// I failed… q-q

Y/N // No, you didn’t, dear. That’s how the first times are like-

Y/N // Actually, you did much better than Luca-

Emile// R-Really…? ó-ò

Y/N // Yeah, he nearly burned the entire kitchen in his first try-

If you know how to cook, you would teach him how to prepare ingredients, wash them, cut them, and then cook them-

It would be a very fun experience when two people help each other with cooking, after all! nwn

Emile preferred to be the little spoon, but he also found it lovely to spoon you with affection,,, uwu

He had a strange ability that he can hear you from afar whenever you mention him-(impossible, but I want to make things funny anyway-)

Emile often followed you behind when you guide him to places or you would walk next to each other, hand in hand, when taking a stroll through familiar areas.

You do activities together to spend the time or get you both busy.

For therapy reasons, you both usually played piece puzzle games and put the complete puzzle in a frame as if it's a trophy or a memory item.

Emile sometimes wanted to be a little childish and play phone calls with you using a long string connecting 2 metal cans, it's much better than using electric phones-

IMAGINE- Building pillow forts with Emile and snuggle together,,, qwq✨

He sometimes copied what you do, as if you were an influence.

If you share your food with him, he'll share his snacks with you. owo

If you take a nap, he would sometimes take a nap beside you as well. úwù

If you stun a hunter with a gun, he'll do the same- (uh oh- qwq)

Emile is your little meow meow, and I'm not wrong-

It's a fact. Muehehehe! >:3c

Emiles didn't like to be touched in the face by anyone.

It was annoying that doctors had tried to do things with his face-

But if it's you and if you always caress him gently as if his head is a fragile ceramic-

He'll cherish your touch and will crave for it, it's like a small therapy to him,,, uwu

His favorite spots to kiss were the cheeks, the nose, and the forehead.

He often did the bunny kiss with you, booping your nose with his in a cute manner,,,

Emile loved to play with your hands whenever he holds them- he often got distracted by the edges and the size of it.

I can imagine a moment where you blew a kiss in his direction, and he kinda clapped his hands together as if he was trying to catch your kiss with a happy smile,,, omg- 🥺💕💘

[binkmoi]

Cade... I keep forgetting that you are, in fact, younger than me 🤭🤭

Altho, what you lack in age you got me in height

Hey, I'm not even a whole year younger. We'll be the same age in 10 days!!!!

But yes, am much tol lad muehehehe >:3c

[prompt-master]

You should write,,,,a shlav (shiro x slav) fic wherrree shiro and slav have to hide their FORBIDDEN ROMANCE *loud screeching* from the judging eyes of their teammates cuz they think love is UNprOfEssiOnal- well thats mostly just what a lure believes- but then keith and Lance start dating so shiro and his bb slav decide they should tell the team about their SECRET LOVE!!! But then slav gets assassinated by a tiny slug alien with a chainsaw before they could a spill the beans about their wuv >;3c

FINALLY. A GOOD FUCKONG REQUEST. Thank you for my LIFE.

Shiro made sure that he had the most Dramatic Posing possible for the team. Shlavy baby was curled all around his big boy big man muscles that 😍😍 POPPED out like big man muscles do with a worried look

“:( babe.”

Shiro groaned, one hand wrapping around the Small Lad, “mmm…your fuckiNaccent brings hope to Every Fucking Space OliveGarden”

“What’s an olive garden-”

“BUT” shiro through himself backwards into the couch, drapping arms over his face in crimson blue moonlite demo version. “WE CANNOT NOT NOT BE TOGETHER”

“bitch pull yourself together and explain why not” he rolled his eyes “there’s like,,,,a big number chance of our love being 👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾”

Shiro felt tears roll down his face “because lance and Pidge will call me a furry”

He squishes slavs face, Tella Novella music playing in the Room that they are In, “I CAN’T BE MOCKED FOR MY FURRYNESS ANYMORE SLAV. I’D RATHER GO BACK TO PRISON”

“ok god back up, brush yo teeth.” He took a deep breath “we shall hide our love”

“Good point bb love you 5ever”

UNTIL 😤😤😤 DUN DUN DUN THE ANGSTY SHIT PEOPLE TURN BACK NOW IF YOU DON’T WANNA CRY 🔥🔥🔥

AN: I seriously cried fucking buckets writing this guys…i mean it…

Author: I’m so sorry you guys Shiro: :((( slav,,, Slav: *blushes* ….shes hurting our love

AHHH I CAN’T WAIT ANYMORE!!!

Keith and lance had an Announcement. Lance did the splits over the table and took a deep breath “🙏🏾 I’m getting some fine Kagone dic-”

“Yes we are dating……………..”

Shiro cried. They were,,,so brave and he was but a weakling. How could his man muscles fare up to this…*how*. (A/N: *hands you a tissue* im so sorry….>:3 no…muehehehe)

Slab stood up “lol but me and shiro tho”

Everyone gasped

“Woah wait. Shiro. Why didn’t you tell us.”

“Yeah you fucking furry”

“The truth is more than that- we-”

A chansaw smacked shave in the face, throwing him across the wall.

Shiro whispered “no” and punches the assassin without looking.. he run to the love and cradle him. “S–$lavvv…bb….dont die…”

SHAalve put all hands on shiros face and whispered “i……………..”

“Yea?”

“Bitch what the fuc-” he went limp….shiro cried………..

“I never…got to say about How I was dating you…….we were gonna confess and be free”

The rest of the team watched this tragedy take place.

Lance took a deep breath and placed a hand on shiros shoulder, eyes comforting and ready. When his mouth opened he said, “Get over it you furry bitch”

[just-jammin]

oke am less insanege

but

am keeping MORE secrets now muehehehe >:3c

i

am

FREAKING IT 0w0