#syntax x reader

[fanged-fanfics]

Hellooooo it’s me if it’s not too much can you do a x GN!Reader between Redson and Syntax (being rivals) or if you can’t do that would you be able to do it with Peng and Macaque (also rivals)

❤️🔥 Nerds at War — Red Son and Syntax x GN Reader HCs 💻💚

Genres: Fluff, Comedy || they/them pronouns for reader, he/they/she pronouns for Red Son || No warnings needed

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- Getting the attention of one snarky mech nerd was one thing, but catching the eye of two? That tended to be a bit of a whirlwind

- Both like to brag, so they both try to catch your attention with big displays of their accomplishments and showing off their inventions to you

- Syntax tries to be all suave and charming and Red Son will light the end of his long coat on fire to get him to run off so she can slide over and talk to you instead

- They're not good at hiding the rivalry, like at all. They argue in front of you all the time and are constantly very obviously one-upping the other to try and win your attention

- They often get into insult matches with one another

"Spoiled calf"

"Funny coming from the sewer dweller"

"HEY-"

- Both wanna spoil you in their own way, but their methods are pretty unconventional. Red Son keeps offering to take out enemies and burn stuff for you, while Syntax acts like his method of attempting to impress you with a bug designed to turn people into servant zombies is any better

- Red Son of course makes a point to brag about being royalty, while Syntax makes sure to mention that he's working for royalty. Both want you to experience a life of opulent luxury by their sides, but are also constantly putting down the other's kingdoms

- Syntax absolutely has tripped Red Son using his metal spider legs several times and pushes them out of the way using them whenever he wants to slide over to you

- Red Son loves to keep you warm using his natural body heat, while Syntax offers you his large jacket. They have gotten into fights before about which is better while you were just standing there chilly

- The second you even begin to seem upset at the bickering they drop it to swarm you with affection at the same time, the two demons finally putting their egos aside for another for once

- It really just boils down to they both want nothing but the best for you, and they both see themselves as the absolute best

- Syntax has hacked Red Son's electronics before out of spite. Red Son has lit fire to Syntax's gadgets in return

- Syntax gets infinitely annoyed when he tries to plan a whole scheduled day for you two only for Red Son to somehow always show up

- Both of them will absolutely beat up someone for you no questions asked, you just gotta make sure they don't automatically use that on each other

- Despite being equally snarky and witty, you're their shared soft spot. If you request peace, they'll both immediately do whatever it takes to keep you happy. They're just dorks in love at the end of the day, with really intense egos on top of that

[beauleifu]

So you've written a one-shot of flirty!reader X Syntax, but what about a reverse? Syntax is very flirty and makes semi-suggestive remarks. Meanwhile, the reader is bright red the whole time and has no idea how to respond to all this intimate attention. Maybe Syntax pins the reader to the wall, presses his body close, tickling their neck with his hot breath.

so its taken me literally forever to get back to this request and im SO sorry but! if you still check out my blog you'll find it here :3

Probably shorter than my normal oneshots but its midnight and i finished all my duties for the night~

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FLIRTY!SYNTAX X READER

Lego Monkie Kid

Context: Boredom should be a crime at this point. Huntsman is out on a mission, and you'd set a table for two to welcome Syntax's return from his own personal errand. Despite your anticipation for another innocent night of soft glances and sweet nothings, your idiot has something else in mind~

TW: Suggestive, plenty of flirting/fluff

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It honestly looks perfect.

You take a step back to admire the setup; a cheesy yet simple table set for two, with an elegant tablecloth and a few candles oozing molten wax. Anyone would appreciate the effort - you'd even taken the time to fold the napkins elegantly enough to elevate the look of your tablescape.

Perhaps it's a testament to how much you'd missed your idiot. Sure, Syntax's absence had only spanned 10 hours (yes you were counting), but you were clingy like that.

No, too clingy was impossible. Syntax is just as affection starved as you are.

Sighing in reverie, you settle on one of the chairs, chin resting on your palm. Absent fingers drummed on your cheek, and you let yourself daydream for a minute. The spider gang really had to decide that today, of all days, was the prime time to complete some missions they'd been avoiding. Huntsman finally went out to trade with a partnering demon; he'd been talking about it all week, leading you to chaste him for procrastinating. Or perhaps it was merely a cover story and he's currently visiting Sandy at the moment.

The Spider Queen, Zhizhu, and Goliath, had both taken their respective adventures on opposite sides of Megapolis. You knew better than to pry in the Queen's affairs, but Goliath had decided to restock on supplies like food and toiletries.

Simple things. You appreciate him for that dearly.

Yes, it's your money he's spending, but it's time out of your day that he relieved you of, so perhaps the financial aspect of it doesn't matter.

Ah, and that brings you to your dearly beloved scientist.

Syntax didn't want to go, let's get that out of the way. But Zhizhu convinced the spider demon to pay his old lab a visit in order to collect some old blueprints and research documents to further aid in his current projects. Those of which are too important to divulge with you, yet it's nothing personal.

He said he'd be back soon.

Instinctively, you glance towards the clock, the dull ticking a constant background noise in the apartment. It's soothing- a sound you know you'd miss if you had to move out.

6:45p.m..

You're about to let out possibly the deepest, most disappointment sigh known to man, when the jingle of keys fills the air. Perking up like a dog who'd scented nearby prey, you glance towards the apartment door, watching as it swings open to reveal a slumped character dressed in a familiar black lab coat over a dark turtleneck.

Gods, if you had a tail, it would be wagging.

"Syntax!" You gasp, sliding off the chair to approach him. The scientist's head tilts up, sharp eyes scanning the vicinity before landing on your figure. The way he softens and relaxes at the sight of you is something you'll forever cherish.

"Evening, darling." The gentle murmur washes over you, causing butterflies to swell in your belly. He accepts your hug, raising an arm to wrap around your shoulders, pulling you in as you fall into his side hug. "Missed me, I gather?" Syntax hums, eyes twinkling with amusement and fondness. He looks tired, if the shadows under his eyes have anything to say about it, but otherwise all right. It's a sight you never, ever want to become unfamiliar. Fuck, it's almost shameful how addicting his presence has become.

Huffing, you nuzzle his chest, content to burrow further into the warmth of his embrace, breathing in the ashen, vanilla scent that clings to his clothes, and a smell that's all uniquely his own.

"Yeah. Everyone was out today which gave me nobody to pester and nothing to do."

"Oh, how dulce. Aren't you a little ray of sunshine."

"A lonely ray of sunshine," you huff.

Syntax catches the whine in your tone, but doesn't comment on it. Rather, he closes the door behind him with a soft click! and turns his attention to you. The faint, dull thump of his bag being set down on the couch reaches your ears before both his arms encase your smaller frame. As he rests his chin atop your head, an uncontrollable smile filters the weariness out of your expression.

"Long day?"

The scientist merely hums, a soft rumble that vibrates in his chest. Lazy hands trace mindless patterns on your back, following the curve of your spine and giving you shivers. Oh, that's not fair. "Very long. Had an encounter with an old lab partner."

"Oh?" You cock an eyebrow, tilting your head to free your face. Soft eyes explore his visage of tired affection, the way those luminous, acid green eyes roam your features. It's tempting. "Do tell~"

Syntax quirks a brow. His grip tightens around you momentarily, his voice dipping a few octaves. "They were an ex, mind you."

Well. He could've told you that up front.

Head tilting, you knit your brows together and frown, deciding to play along. "Okay, don't tell."

"What if I want to? They were such a charmer, I distinctly remember the look in their eyes upon glimpsing the hickey you left on my neck," Syntax continues despite your words. Suddenly, his grip on you becomes too tight to wriggle out of. Gods, he knows you too well, knows that this is the exact moment you'd try to disentangle yourself from him, but not this time. With a soft chuckle, Syntax lets his head fall forward, dipping into the curve of your neck. "Their jealousy almost rivals yours at best, my love."

You manage a soft squeak, eyes flicking wide, body instinctively trying to slip away but to no avail. His hot breath on your neck sends shivers up your spine, yet your head tilts to the side despite your best efforts to hold firm.

"Oh?" You whisper, fingertips beginning to tremble, and you grip his shirt tightly. "Mocking me, are you?"

"Would you rather I praise you?"

A gentle kiss is pressed to your neck. The feeling makes your heart leap right out of your chest, the warmth of his lips churning up a rapid rubatosis within your mind.

You can hear your own heart pounding; surely Syntax can by now, too.

At your lack of response, Syntax lets out a dark, thoughtful hum. Slowly, he guides you backwards, hands sliding down your spine to settle firmly on your hips. When the hard surface of the counter presses against your back, reality comes crashing down on you and your thoughts return. Messy and scrambled, heated and intense.

He'd gotten to you.

"I'd rather you shut up-" You manage briefly, attempting to push him away. Yet all you manage to do is press a hand to his chest, and that inclines Syntax to raise an eyebrow.

It seems he's contemplating on having mercy. His thumbs absently stroke your hips, lidded eyes scanning your expression. A frisson of heat hits you hard and fast at the intimate behavior. In the end, though, the smirk on his face is answer enough, and he leans down so he's eye level with you.

Gods, he's insufferable. "I could shut you up with a kiss?" Syntax offers.

At this point, you can't make eye contact. "Syntax-"

"Shh." Syntax gently presses his forehead to yours, eyes never leaving your face. It's quiet. Until he rumbles, "You're so lovely, darling. Just let me look at you."

At that, the breath just leaves you. (Y/N) is gone, the lights have turned off in your mind. He'd struck you dumb with words alone. Clearly he's acknowledged your attempt at an intimate dinner, but the look in his eyes tells you he has other plans. A soft smile dawns on his lips, ones that you ache to kiss, to run your thumb over. But he's being so affectionate and flirty that your mind is short circuiting.

Syntax is taking his damn time. Acid green eyes scanning your face, full of nothing but adoration and love for you. And yet, at the same time it feels like he's teasing you with the silent intimacy. As if he knows how much this is affecting you.

Yeah. The soft smirk plastered on his face let's you know he's absolutely relishing in your awkwardness.

"You're not breathing."

The comment is airy, casual. His eyebrows lift.

You grimace, expelling a sharp breath through your nose, refusing to back down now and avert eyes. Syntax catches this, and gladly accepts the challenge.

He hums, lifting a hand to trace the shape of your jawline, tilting your chin up. "There we go. So quiet, little bird. Won't you sing?" The scientist leans down, ghosting a kiss against the corner of your lips, letting it linger. You can feel him smile against your cheek, relishing in the way your breath hitches. You push, and he only pulls you closer.

"I made- um. I made dinner," you whisper, a weak attempt to change the topic.

It's almost a defense mechanism when you can't handle intimacy.

When you can't handle receiving affection.

Syntax pauses, eyes sliding to the table, and he nods briefly. "I noticed," he mutters, his tone still deep. Almost hungry- but not for food. His hands slide lower, hooking under your thighs, and in a swift moment he lifts you up to sit on the counter.

"Wha- Syntax!" You yelp, instinctively wrapping your arms around his neck. He chuckles, loving how sensitive you are.

"Yes~?"

He's teasing.

Again.

Your brow furrows as Syntax nuzzles into the crook of your neck once more, littering the soft skin with little kisses and nips. He's being so gentle with it, too, in a way that makes it impossible to reprimand him. Your lips part to deliver a sharp retort, but suddenly he murmurs against your neck, sweet nothings that melt you to your very core.

"Missed you so much." A kiss is pressed to your jawline. "Can you imagine? Putting up with a past lover, wishing I had you in my arms..."

Syntax's hands tighten around your hips reflexively.

You gasp softly, eyes fluttering shut due to sheer overstimulation. Gods, your face is so red it burns. Words are useless; if you tried to speak you'd only embarrass yourself. Only his name is coherent on your tongue.

"Syntax . . ."

He purrs against your neck, pressing butterfly kisses all the way up to your lips. Pulling away, Syntax smirks. "Yes?"

You stare at him, cheeks burning impossibly red. "Nothing."

Those acid green eyes narrow to slits.

No, he missed you today. He wants your vulnerability, your softness. Your sloppy attempts at intimacy while he smothers you with affection he knows you struggle with handling. But he'll learn you out of your inexperience, Syntax is stubborn like that.

"Mm. Tell me more," the scientist chides, coaxing another soft gasp from your lips as his hands slide up to your waist. He loves having you up on the counter. You're more accessible that way.

"Or would you rather I shut you up with that kiss," he adds, smirking.

He's giving you a way out.

Swallowing, you nod desperately, leaning forward to capture his lips in a kiss- before Syntax leans back. Dark eyebrows shoot up, and he feigns disappointment.

"I believe my little songbird forgot how to ask nicely," he murmurs, waiting patiently.

Your eyes widen further, cheeks darkening to a rosy hue.

Oh, fuck him.

Absolutely fuck him.

He's not playing fair and he knows it.

"Syntax, please," you whisper, needing this. Needing a break from his teasing and tormenting, craving his touch more than anything. Being vulnerable can come after, surely. "Please just kiss me."

The spider demon waits for you to say the magic words, his expression softening. That signature smile tilts his lips upwards, and Syntax lets out a devious chuckle. Surely he won't make you suffer any longer, would he? He's merciful.

Indeed he is. Your breath is stolen as Syntax leans down, capturing your lips in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. Arms slide around your waist, holding you firmly against his larger frame as he tilts his head, chasing your lips, the gentle heat twisting your gut into a molten pit of pleasure. In that moment, you allow your eyes to close, a shaky sigh slipping out between kisses as you lose yourself in that moment. Dinner is utterly forgotten, yet part of you doesn't even care.

He's so nice, so warm, so perfect. The way he hums darkly against your lips sends sparks through your body like nothing else.

You could kiss this man forever. Your man.

Your idiot.

[the-smut-mongerer]

Hello! I’ve noticed one of your LMK posts of a scenario of cuddling with characters which I found very adorable! I enjoy your writing style and find it interesting! Otherwise, if it’s alright. May I request a angst to fluff scenario of an argument with the following LMK characters: Not-Mayor, Red-Son and Syntax?

a/n: found this ask while digging thru my drafts, hope my characterization is okay! I haven't watched the show in a while.

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tags: ansgt to fluff. arguments, gn reader

mayor doesn't like arguing, and when you're upset because of him, which makes him sad. granted, if it's a situation where he knows he's right, he won't back down, but other than that, he'd tried to rectify the situation. he'd wait until he thinks you're calm enough to talk to you. once that parts over, he'll make you one of your favorite meals that he memorized by heart. following that could be movies, going on a walk or simply cuddling. anything to make you feel better.

red son is a very short tempered person. It is easy for him to get upset, and while he usually doesn't get upset at you, it can still happen every once in a while. Sometimes, he blows up on you for something out of your control or something that was an accident. It's not until he cools off that he realizes his mistake. he tries to make up for it the best way he can, with gifts. handmade by yours truly. he'd also let you spar with him so you can unleash any anger you have out.

syntax doesn't get angry often, snippy? sure every but never angry. he gets angry whenever his projects don't turn out the way it should, and understandably makes him frustrated. Sometimes, his anger gets directed at you, and then argument ensues. afterward, he avoids you, needing space to clear his head and calm down. when he's ready, he'll come to you, a small toy he made for you in hand that he gives you during his apology. he then spend the rest of the day with you, watching your favorite shows even if he doesn't like them.

[nilolol30]

Wassup!

Can I have some syntax x gn reader romance hcs?

Thank you if you do my request :D

Wasssup! sorry if it's short and if there's any misspelling ^^

Syntax romance hcs

He definitely loves talking about his latest ideas or inventions loves having you near him or sitting on his lap as he talks about it.

Don't ever say your going to a store to get something fixed this dude will show up at your house to fix it because "Those fools lack skills and would only make it worse while overcharging you" will definitely add upgrades too.

He gets very worried about your safety and offers to go with you whenever you go out he tries to not be too overbearing so if you want space he will listen [may ask if it's okay to track your phone]

Not that much of a jealous person unless either someone is actually flirting with you or it's Huntsman will definitely but into the conversation and talk over them boasting about his latest accomplishment.

He would swoon if you help remind him to drink and eat he gets too deep into thought while working on projects so if you just slide a cup of water to him while giving him a small kiss on the side of his head you have him kicking his feet giggling completely flustered.

He returns the favor a lot too making sure you maintain your health too may any celestial being save you if he finds out you've skipped eating oh and if you haven't been drinking water only energy drinks a juice yeah he's gonna sit you at the table with a bottle of water and not let you leave until you finished it.

You have a special interest? He wants you hear you rant about it loves listening to you talking about any topic and will try and gift you things that's about the interest and you want to rant about your day? Come sit because he will listen intently someone pissed you off today? He's insulting there family name.

Before turning into a spider demon I think he used to have a really bad immune system so he got sick a lot so whenever you're sick he definitely knows what to do while cheering you up and since he's not human anymore he wouldn't get sick so he's by your side instantly.

[screechingkroh]

The Seer

Has a general outfit design! This,,, is for lore purposes bc LBD's plan finally goes right 💀 huzzah for her, ig. I wanted to go fancy w it but then I decided to keep it simple for the sake of my own sanity. Pls, I am a silly little guy. I'm drawing this fucker, I need my neurons to stay in place pls.

The Seer is stuck w her ass for a while. Because we literally never see her shit (where she lives, the dynamic the Spider Queen and her goons have, that kind of shit), I get to be silly w it.

Also here's more Seer stuff bc I'm trying to figure out how I want their personality to be LMAO

[sublieu]

How each different demon/god would react to you touching a sensitive spot on their back.

Immediately perks up when your fingers reach their tail/patella/lower backside

Azure, Wukong, Pigsy, Kui Mulang, Redson, Mk Yin, Syntax, Sandy, Tang, Ao Lie, Scorpion Queen

"Hey! We're in front of people...."

"I don't care :)"

"Can't this wait till we get home?"

"No."

Tries to ignore it but fails miserably

Dbk, Jin, Peng, Macaque, Nezha, Spider Queen, Huntsman, Mayor, Wukong

"Y/n..leave it alone"

"But why? :("

"You already know why"

":("

"I said no"

No response (is trying to hard not to fuck you in front of a massive crowd)

Mei, Yellowtusk, Pif, Lbd, Dbk, Pigsy, Ao Bing

"..."

"Aren't you gonna respond?"

"... Fuckin tease"

"Did you say something?"

"Your saving grace is because a crowd is watching us"

":)"

[featguler]

you should do arda as a vampire since you brought that up 🙏

arda is definitely an accident.

it's quite laughable to think of a life as an accident, but no matter, he's dead now. if you give arda the choice to die at 19 or live to 100, he would choose the latter with no doubt. 100 is too much. for him, two digits is more than enough. who needs three?

boy, does he hate being an undead.

i see him as, like, someone who loves life. he lives for family gathering and surprising his friends for his birthday.

he misses the dinners most. now, what his mouth considers sweet isn't baclava but fucking human blood. it's so embarrassing to him that he has to remind himself—down, boy, down—whenever he gets just a little bit too hungry around a human.

fuckass young vampire not knowing that you have to kill someone, suck their blood dry, when they feast on them. they left him by the side of the river, hoping he would just be another unsolved murder, and now arda's a fucking bloodsucking creep.

who can he blame?

he tries going to a mosque and the cold tiles burn his sole. he tries opening the gates to a church and his skin melts to the metal. hell, he tries seeking alternative methods, but the air conditioner of that yoga hall enters his nose like it's some kind of arsenic.

and you know what he hates most out of it?

what he hates the most out of this cursed life that he never asked for?

that fact that that he has to be goddamned invited to go inside a house.

even his own house!

it's his own house—an apartment unit, but a home nevertheless! built brick-by-brick (rented) by his own hand (money from part-timing)!

first night as a vampire, he kills a woman by a rundown library. first morning as a vampire, he finds out the sun burns him so he hides under a bridge. second night as a vampire, he returns home to find an invisible partition separating him from the warm allure of his bedcovers.

fuck fuck fuck fuck.

so imagine his discontent when he returned to that stupid, studio apartment on the fifth floor to see you, the new tenant, trying to figure out where to put the tv: next to the bookcase (that he had bought the second year he lived on his own!) or beside the front door.

he stalks you from the window, sitting on the fire exit (what? you think he's some kind of freak perched on the window sill?), and tilts his head at your questionable feng shui decisions.

his mother would kill him if she sees the dining table set up that close to the kitchen pantry.

when he stares long enough, then, he notices that you're a pretty little thing. stupid, clumsy, but pretty.

fuck. he's gaining that pride, the one other vampires warned him about, that immortal pride, thinking all things living are silly little creatures used to adorn the immortal's infinite tapestry.

he needs this goddamned house back. when he sees you turning awkwardly positioned television off, putting on a jacket and heading to the door for a night's out with your friends, arda hops off the stairs to the ground.

no matter that his eyes are bloodshot, his cheeks hollow. no matter that he has longer canines than humans.

he'll talk to you, charm you a bit, and make you invite him to your—his—apartment. maybe manipulate your thinking, making you abide to his orders for a bit before feasting on your blood. he hasn't quite figured that part out, but he'll be fine.

notes: you're crazy for this because vampires are my favorite halloween monsters ever. ever. ever. i love vampires i believe they are real unfollow me if you think they're just fiction. i also love aliens. spooktober special!

[dkniade]

I tried translating the description for the Tartaglia perfume in the Genshin Fragrances series (the perfume collab with Primaniacs), but I’m not fluent in Japanese so there might be grammar mistakes and nuances may be lost with word choice. So y’know, please take this with a grain of salt, and feel free to correct me!

This definitely follows the Japanese version’s characterization, haha

Character: Tartaglia

Note: NSFW/suggestive, tone is slightly dark. Translation notes have a few violent example phrases

But first, the layers of notes described on the website (in English):

Top Notes: Bergamot, Eucalyptus, Green Apple

Middle Notes: Jasmine, Orange Flower, Patchouly, Cumin

Last Notes: Floral Ozone, Nutmeg, Tonka Beans, Agarwood

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(Would that smell nice? Does that match the vibe in the description? I’m not a perfume person, so…)

Product Description

朗らかな笑みが生む危険な光

A dangerous light that gives rise to a sunny smile

心を射貫くライトフゼアノート

A heart-piercing light fougère note

きらりと輝くオレンジフラワーの躍動感に乗せて、飄々と漂うシトラスハーバル。

A citrus herbal that drifts aloofly, matching the liveliness of a glistening orange flower.

冷ややかなパチュリの闇を背後に潜ませながらも、振り返ったその横顔にはトンカビーンズの温もりが宿り、柔らかな表情を覗かせる。

Though the chilly darkness of patchouli lurks in the background, the warmth of tonka beans dwells in that profile which looks back and shows a gentle expression.

それは心地良さと不穏な気配の、不思議なコントラスト。

It’s a strange contrast between comfort and a disturbing presence.

暗と明が放つ軽快な熱に浮かされ、どこまでも翻弄されるフレグランス。

Giving off darkness and light while caught in a flash of zeal, a fragrance that puts you at his mercy completely.

If you enjoyed this, would you also like to check out how his Story Quest’s structure parallels his Character Story, how the Snezhnayan nursery rhyme is like in Chinese, and how he’s characterized in Chinese here?

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DO PEOPLE REALLY DESCRIBE PERFUMES LIKE THIS. I understand describing the actual ingredients (?) but the rest of it is very flowery. (Update: Primaniacs seems to specialize in interpreting manga/anime/video game characters as perfumes. I read through some descriptions for their other character perfumes; this is the style they use for all of them it seems.) The first two lines sound like a shounen anime opening… but the rest is like a reader insert imagine… And what’s with that last line??

(My initial translation for the last line “暗と明が放つ軽快な熱に浮かされ、どこまでも翻弄されるフレグランス” was “A fragrance that floats between a light heat emitting darkness and light, and toys with you endlessly” but after looking the words up in Weblio I think I messed up the definitions a lot.)

We really need to look up definitions for some words here… (using definitions and examples from weblio)

朗らか (ほがらか)：cheerful, bright, merry.

E.g. 朗らか微笑 (a bright smile), 朗らかに笑う (to laugh merrily)

射貫く(いぬく)：to shoot through (a wall, the heart, etc.); to go through; to pierce; to hit (e.g. the bull's-eye)

躍動感(やくどうかん)：energetic feeling; sense of liveliness; vigor

潜む(ひそむ)：lurk (in, behind, under). E.g. 物陰に潜む (lurk in the shadows)

振り返る(ふりかえる)：look/turn around; (physically) look back (at)

柔らか（やわらか)：velvety (e.g. voice), tender, (physically) soft, mellow

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—velvety?? 柔らかな表情… 表情 means expression, so, “tender expression”? “Gentle expression”? (Looks back at item description.) I feel like I’m reading a M-rated reader insert vignette.

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心地よい(ここちよい)(adj.)：comfortable; pleasant

心地良さ(ここちよさ)(noun.)：comfort

不穏な(ふおんな)：disquieting, unpeaceful

e.g. 不穏な犯罪 (a disturbing amount of crime), 形勢不穏なり (The outlook is grave.)

Hm.

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And now, the last sentence:

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放つ(はなつ): (of a light or fragrance) give out/off; send out; put forth; emit

芳香を放つ (send forth fragrance; smell sweet)

軽快な(けいかいな)(adj.)：lightweight, light

e.g. 軽快な手(a facile hand), 軽快な挙動(agile/nimble movements)

熱(ねつ)：heat, temperature; fever; enthusiasm

Oh, it could also mean enthusiasm?

浮かす(うかす): to float, to get up (?), to save (money), to be on the mind (??)

e.g. 熱に浮かされる(to be delirious)

Note: this is the same wording used in the perfume description

So “軽快な熱に浮かされ” isn’t “floats between a light heat” but rather something like “caught in a flash of zeal”…?

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どこまでも: anywhere; in every point, thoroughly; persistently

e.g. 彼はどこからどこまでも武士だ (He is every inch a samurai)

e.g. あなたにどこまでもついて行く。 (I will go with you anywhere.)

e.g. どこまでも目的を変えるな. (Keep to your purpose.)

翻弄される(ほんろうされる): (for people) be made a fool of (by)

e.g. 『源氏物語』に登場する玉鬘も数奇な運命と自らの美しさが引き起こす騒動に翻弄され続けた女性である。(Tamakazura in "The Tale of Genji" is also at the mercy of her fate due to the incidents triggered by her hapless fate and beauty.)

風波に翻弄される: to be toss about by wind and waves

e.g. 船は狂瀾怒濤に翻弄された (The ship was tossed about by the ranging waters)

e.g. 船は翻弄されていた。(The ship was at the mercy of the waves.)

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The ship examples sound way more sexual than the other example sentences on the page involving (heterosexual) humans huh

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There’s no doubt a sexual undertone with this last sentence. “Messed with”… “endlessly”/“thoroughly”… “at the mercy of”…

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“どこまでも翻弄されるフレグランス”

“A fragrance that toys with you endlessly”…?

“A fragrance that puts you completely at (his) mercy”?

“A fragrance that makes you completely submerged in him”?

using “submerged” to evoke the image of waves and water

But, that’s probably not the intention of the product description, and I’m just having fun here

“暗と明が放つ軽快な熱に浮かされ”…

“A fragrance that gives off darkness and light, caught in a flash of zeal”…

…“どこまでも翻弄されるフレグランス。”

…“and puts you at his mercy completely”…?

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“Giving off darkness and light while caught in a flash of zeal, a fragrance that puts you at his mercy completely.”

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(Putting this together is.. oh my, lmao. That is about the most erotic perfume description I’ve ever read, and for Tartaglia of all characters🤣 I’d like to imagine this as a battle, but that doesn’t work for him either—in the Chinese version.)

[yanderes-galore]

Can I ask for a Syntax(lmk) alphabet plz ^^

Sure! I've been writing him quite a bit lately. Hope you enjoy this :)

Yandere Alphabet - Syntax

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Stalking, Possessive behavior, Sadism, Kidnapping, Violence, Blood, Spying, Forced affection, Murder, Experimentation, Forced relationship.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

I feel Syntax struggles on how to show it. Even before his mutation he was antisocial. He probably always had a fascination with you... yet only ever liked observing you like you're an experiment.

If/When he ever got the chance to show his love, he'd come off... creepy? He's oddly touchy and crude. He's not soft with his affection... He's sadistic and possessive.

His grip is harsh, he doesn't mind binding you if it means he can make you love him. His kisses and hugs are always a surprise. He's a nasty man who simply... doesn't know how to court properly for the life of him.

I'd say he comes off as intense, willing to use threats to get his way, even if he's weak without his technology.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Using his technology, he can get pretty messy. I can see him stalking someone you've been dating with the intention of getting rid of them. He's a Spider Demon now... Getting rid of one human should be easy.

I can see him using his robotic legs to pierce through someone, glaring down at them as their blood splatters onto the metal and his suit. Normally he doesn't go into battle with foes... but if they're weak prey...

He'll get rid of them and clean himself off before seeing you if he has to.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Syntax is definitely sadistic and teasing once he has you in his grasp. He may mock you, but his voice is oddly affectionate while he does it?

Syntax likes to toy with you, especially if you're defiant. He's affectionate, always using webs to keep your hands and legs bound. He kisses you, holds you close... It's all a twisted fantasy to him.

You'd be kept deep in the lab Spider Queen gave him. It's nearly impossible to leave, too, since there's so many cameras. Syntax does indeed promise hospitality.

But you aren't going to enjoy it.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Yes. Syntax can be very demanding affection wise and it would not surprise me if he decided to experiment on his obsession to satiate his sadistic curiosity.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

I wouldn't really say Syntax is vulnerable. He seems too proud to show any vulnerability. He's obsessed with you, but it's hard to say if he's all that vulnerable.

The one time I can see him being vulnerable is if you somehow manage to corner him, to make him feel helpless...

At first he hates the feeling, not wanting to seem weak like a pathetic human. He's had that life. But now... if you ever manage to corner him...

It would oddly give him a high once he's used to it.

Other than that scenario, he tries not to be vulnerable.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

It depends on how strong you are. If you're weaker than him, which is the more common outcome, he finds it amusing if not irritating.

He can easily catch you... why do you bother running!?

Yet if you somehow outsmart him or are stronger than him, he panics at first. Although, part of him probably likes to be cornered. He's a strange man... or demon, technically.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

No, it's not a game. Syntax is a perfectionist. Most of the time he hates things not going to plan. This includes escape attempts... which he finds stressful.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

The human experimentation that Syntax ends up doing to you. He views his obsession like an experiment... which ends up being why he's obsessed over them.

He wants to know what makes you tick. He no doubt also wants to make you a Spider Demon like him. He's a sadistic person... one who finds even your pain cute.

Mostly because only he gets to see such reactions.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He often thinks about it. He's loved you since he was human. Yet now that he's a Spider Demon...

He no doubt wants to convert you, make you his, and keep you all to himself as you both serve the Spider Queen.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

I'd say he does, yeah. Syntax also seems like he'd lash out more than cope. He tries to keep his cool, but I feel his temper is rather fragile at times.

If he saw you close to someone, let alone dating them, he'd probably snap and plan some elaborate plan to remove them.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Manipulative, Sadistic, Possessive, Erratic, Teasing, Affectionate, Delusional, and quick to anger.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Well, Syntax no doubt first met you when he was human. You two probably worked together for something and he developed a fascination over you. His obsession originally starts as watching you, taking pictures, stealing small trinkets....

Then, when he works for Spider Queen, he continues to observe you. Once turned into a Spider Demon, he gets better access to technology.

He stalks you with mini spider robots and has many folders on his desktop. He collects pictures and recordings to play back whenever he wishes....

Syntax then starts planning on how to make you his properly. He's waited long enough, hasn't he? He meticulously checks over his plan... looking for weaknesses...

Then acts on it.

There isn't really any courting. More like... planning while you're unaware. You'll barely even recognize him by the time he gets you.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not really, no. Although you're the only one he really "loves".

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Syntax tends to be more bark than bite. Although, he doesn't mind following through on his threats if it means you'll submit. He could isolate you, maybe mark you up...

Or he could speed up the process of making you a Spider Demon... Then you'll need to stay with him.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Pretty much all of them by the time he has you in his claws. You have little privacy when he's around you. There's cameras everywhere...

Freedom is not within reach with his eyes everywhere.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

He's probably the most patient Spider Demon, yet even he can snap if something doesn't go according to plan.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Honestly, you've been his obsession for a long time. If he somehow lost you, he'd be devastated. Although... Since he's essentially a mad scientist...

What's stopping him from finding another way to obsess over you?

Syntax may just obsess over the ideas of bringing you back. Even from the dead.

He's determined and delusional, is this really all that surprising?

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

No and no he would not.

He's worked hard to bring you to him... Why would he ever let you go?

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Unsure. It could be a warped version of curiosity? I highly doubt this man can understand romantic crushes at times... which makes him fixate on them.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He usually leaves you alone. He isn't used to comfort. Yet if it goes on for days... Syntax may just force you to pay attention to him.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Forgot to mention this in Spider Queen's Alphabet months ago... but he and her would make you a Spider Demon so you can't reintegrate with society.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

You can try outsmarting him or distracting him by inflating his ego. It isn't guaranteed to work... but with some planning, maybe you have a chance?

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Unfortunately, yes. He likes to run experiments.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

He's willing to make a huge plan to capture you... to the point of even trying to make it perfect. He may not worship you much, though. But... I can see him doing that too.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Months to years. He needs things to be perfect when it comes to obtaining you.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Yes, be it unintentionally or intentionally, he most likely will break you.

[lmk-yandere-syntax]

Huntsman found this what should I do?!?!?

SOMEONE:

DENY EVERYTHING AND BLACKMAIL

(is silktea a thing? Aka huntsman x sandy, if so use that as black mail >:D )

HAHA I TOKE THIS PIC OF HIS WHEN HE WAS NOT LOOKING

THE POWER A FUCKING HAVE OVER HIM

and think it is I saw huntsman looking at pictures of sandy and watching him threw the cameras I hacked into so I think huntsman has a BIG crush on sandy

not my art idk who it is

[yanderelmk]

Syntax x OSDD/DID Reader(s) Headcanons

A/N: Greetings chat! Honestly I wanted to give some food back to this place, I love and miss y'all and I've deeefinitely grown a lot in my takes. I'll be using a new tagging format too!

Tags: Romance, Headcanons, Fluff, OSDD Reader(s), DID Reader(s)

It was a bit confusing trying to talk to you and then all of a sudden you were going by a different name, maybe even a different GENDER, and were talking as if you barely knew him

It turned out you were understandably extremely anxious about revealing your status as a System to him

Though he wasn't overly familiar with OSDD/DID, he went looking for the few available resources that weren't littered with bias or ableist language (no small feat)

After this he decided it would be best to treat each alter like a new person, first asking if they recognized him before introducing himself and explaining his role in the life of the alter(s) he knows

Of course this doesn't diminish his feelings for you in the slightest

If anything he now sees that he must win the affections of every alter (except if they're age regressors/littles/kids of course)

While definitely not the best with kids, Syntax did decide that he could suck it up for your sakes. Through trial and error and lots of questions, he figured out how to act as a proper caretaker for the little alter(s). Though intimidation is his domain, with you all he can't bring himself to be as stern

This has the effect of anyone who scares the System or upsets them being faced with an extra dose of his wrath

Of course he'd never let you see what he does to the offenders, he doesn't want to upset you so badly you form another alter

He never fancied himself a man of romance, but he does occasionally wonder for those alters who are of age if he ought to buy a ring each of them would like or if he should only get one

[fanged-fanfics]

LMK Characters As Queerplatonic Partners (GN Reader, Pt 2)

Genres: Platonic || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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Spider Queen:

- She's got experience working with workers for her Queendom, but a friend? It's a surprisingly new concept, and at first she almost treats you like she does her minions

- She grows to become very fond of you and begins holding your opinion as highly as she does her own, making sure the others always do as you say with respect

- She confides in you a lot about the parts of herself her own minions don't even get to see. Her worries, insecurities, and the parts of herself she can't seem to come to terms with

- You help her confidence solidify in a genuine way, not just having an inflated ego (though that never fades) and in return she tries to make you feel treasured

Scorpion Queen:

- She's ecstatic whenever you offer up a QPR. A close confidant is all she's ever wanted, and she accepts eagerly to having your presence around more permanently

- She excitedly let's you see everything she's got in her castle, offering you up anything you could want as a token of gratitude for simply being there

- Jin and Yin come by occasionally and she keeps a very close eye on them to make sure they don't disturb you when you're hanging out together

- She does ask for reassurance quite a few times, but it's because she genuinely appreciates your input and takes your words to heart when you reassure her

Syntax:

- He acts like a bodyguard to you, always wanting to be around you and keep a scathing comment on the back burners for if anyone disrespects you

- He tries to teach you some coding he knows whenever you two hang out together

- You're likely the only one who could ask to install a game on his devices and he might actually say yes

- He's usually endlessly smug for you and brags on your behalf for all your accomplishments, insisting up and down that you deserve the recognition

Huntsman:

- He's not really the best at showing his closeness to you, but he does it in his own small ways like saving the best bits of food for you or scavenging for trinkets so you can keep them

- Immediately gets defensive if he thinks anyone is being rude towards you and tries to square up to anyone being a prick the second he detects it

- You're one of the only people he'll continuously praise, he always makes sure what you do is seen and appreciated just as much as any of his deeds

- Lends you his jacket if you're ever in need of one, and you're the only person he's ever lent it out to

Goliath:

- Absolute sweetheart when it comes to you. He's kind and a gentle giant with you around, but he'll switch up and fuck anyone up who tries to mess with you if you ask

- He likes to carry you around a lot due to his immense size and strength, usually by cradling you in his arm somehow or letting you ride on the mech legs

- Always offers to help with anything you're doing, he likes feeling like he's making things easier on you

- Very encouraging to anything you wanna do. He just really likes spending time with you, even if that's doing something really small or completing missions together

Mayor:

- Very eerily looms around you often, mostly as a way to keep others from getting too close to you

- He gives you access to basically anywhere in Megapolis you could ever want, always uses his title to get you into the secret cool places

- Very very devoted to you. LBD may be who he works for, but he'll do basically anything for you the second you ask him to, and he'll always offer to do more as well

- Basically a massive guard dog, but he also allows himself to be harmlessly zany around you and get a hint of a taste for human enjoyment again

[beauleifu]

Syntax: *looking in the mirror* Alright. Today, we're going to get out shit together.

Y/N: *walks in, waving* Sup?

Syntax: Goddamnit.

[glitcheslikeslego]

Show Me Your Moves! (Chapter 25)

AO3 STORY

Chapter 25 : Sleep Powder

Sleep Powder is a non-damaging Grass-Type move that has a chance to send the opponent to sleep.

“Maybe it’s good I don’t have a phone…” You mutter to yourself as you look at the crowd of passed out customers, surrounded by spilled drinks. “It’s like the Grimace Shake all over again.”

You cautiously walked over the people, trying not to kick any of them by accident. 

“Sleep Bug! Download from the nap store today!”

“That’s gonna get obnoxious really fast…” You grumble as you finally make it to the other side of the cae to hang up your apron. You put your name tag away in the pocket before leaving the cafe entirely.

You kind of remembered the route from your workplace to MK’s and after taking a few turns in which you hoped was the right direction, you smile upon seeing the outside of Pigsy’s noodles. You also spotted MK outside, and your smile faded to a concerned cringe as you looked at him.

He was wearing a fuzzy green robe and had incredibly messy hair. He was pushing a shopping cart covered in coloured lights, and Pigsy was asleep inside the cart. You could hear him muttering, but couldn’t make out what he was saying. The closer you walked, you could make out him speaking in a tone similar to Pigsy’s before falling to his knees and dramatically sobbing.

“Uhh, MK? Are you good?” You speak up with trepidation, and MK he turned to you, eyes bloodshot and had bags under them that would make Gucci jealous. 

“You’re okay!” Mk exclaimed happily and he hugged you tight, making you grunt in surprise and slight pain.

“MK, too tight!” You said, patting his shoulder.

He stepped back from the hug with a sheepish grin. “Sorry, I’m just so glad that I’m not the only one awake anymore! It’s been so quiet.”

You pat his head as his eye slightly twitches. “That sucks. Listen, everyone’s asleep, the entire city.”

MK gasped. “Wait, really?”

“Sleep Bug! Download it from the nap store today!”

You sighed in agitation. “And I think I have an idea as to why.”

MK blinked, looked down at his own phone, before looking back at you and throwing it to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

You shrieked. “MK! What was that for!?”

“If that’s the case, then I know exactly what we need to do! Let’s go!” MK grabs your wrist, but you make a fist with your hand and bonk him on the head, making him pause.

“Before you go into the ‘hero stuff’, maybe get changed first?”

As MK ran to get dressed upstairs, you successfully stop Pigsy’s cart from rolling off and put it in a safe place, hoping that this would prevent him from getting seriously injured later in this episode.

MK had gotten changed in record speed and hadn’t even bothered with letting you get in a word before he transformed his staff into a super awesome hoverbike and pulled you on before flying off to–.

“To the Cloud!” He cheered as the wind whipped in your ears. 

The flight to the Cloud was quick, and ended with you and MK miraculously landing in front of the doors to the Cloud, completely unharmed from the crash. The bike seemed to also survive for a second before crumbling into many mechanical parts and transforming back into the staff.

Your heart was beating in your chest as you stared up at the imposing door, the paintings of the two guardians felt like they were staring into your soul. This was your first adventure with only MK, something you from Season 1 would have never thought of doing.

“No guards, hmm… something is definitely up.” MK declared as he leaned on the door.

“MK, wait–!” You reached out for him, but you were too late to stop him from falling through the door and into the Cloud. You ran in after him and bent down. “MK, are you alright?”

MK was face first on the floor, groaning. You went to help him up, but he was surprisingly heavy for someone his size. Thankfully, he recovered quickly and helped himself up. 

“This is the worst day of my life…” He groaned, but his disgruntlement was replaced with awe as he looked at the interior of the Cloud. “Woah…”

You stood next to him with a similar look, the Cloud had rows upon rows of books, all filled with knowledge that any person would love to consume. It was much more grand than the show could show.

“Wow…” You whispered as you two began walking down the biggest, middle aisle to find where the bug was.

"Where are you little bug? We're gonna find you!" MK yelled as he ran from one place to the next, leaving a mess behind.

"MK! Wait up!"

He faltered for a second, letting you catch up to him. The bug was on top of a holographic circuit looking thing, looking like it was charging.

"Found you, bug! Thanks for making it easy for me." MK pulled his staff out of his ear. "Time to bring my friends back."

"Well, well, well."

MK's staff flew out of his hands, and you jumped, turning to face the person speaking to you... more like the spider that was speaking to you. You glared at the demon and Mk stayed still, looking at him in surprise. 

"The one and only Monkie Kid." He put the cube he was holding onto into his pocket, and his goggles disappeared. "You two should be asleep."

MK gasped, and his staff fell end first on his head. "Another person! Wait, one of Spider Queen's goons."

"What do you mean we should be asleep?" You ask, deciding to stand in front of MK if he wasn’t going to be doing anything.

"Uh, because of my sleep bug game that sent the entire city to sleep?" The spider scoffed with a raised brow.

"That was on purpose?" Mk responded in shock.

The spider smirked at my response. "Exactly. Now, did I need to put the entire city to sleep just to incapacitate the Guardians here? Perhaps not, but in for a penny in for a pound either way. You don't have the mental dexterity to debug my game. You're just a motherboard with a decent GPU and no Central Processing Unit."

The techy spider boasted, and MK just smiled dumbly. "Uh... GP wha...?"

You just stood there, his techie jargon going in one ear and out the other.

The spider's smirk formed into a frown. "A Graphics Processing Unit, it means you look good and are well animated, but you don't have any brains."

"Look, I don't know what you're talking about, but are we gonna fight or what?" 

"No, I'm a big fan of outsourcing." With an outstretched hand, the spider used a green hologram keypad to control the Cloud, making everything glow red.

You and MK looked around worriedly. "While I'd love to hang around and chat, I have other things to attend to, and you're about to be eviscerated by the ancient Guardians of Knowledge, so I guess we're both pretty busy. Okay bye!"

He disappeared into the shadows above, and MK called out for him. "Get back here!"

The lights then turned on properly, and me and MK both turned to face the Guardians of Knowledge, who were two hulking figures that were several feet taller than both of you.

"Only those marked in the great ledger of knowledge and time shall be deemed worthy to enter this Temple of Wisdom and live." The two guardians spoke at the same time and raised their weapons.

Quickly, MK grabbed you and used his staff to escape, only to be stopped by the blue one, who was simply holding out his hand. He managed to flip out of his grasp and land before the entrance. 

"You are not on the ledger, you are not worthy."

"But can I add my name to the ledger?" MK asked, their weapons stopped just before they hit my attack and MK took that as his cue to continue. "Uh, like, can I sign up, is that a thing?"

"Of course!" The red guardian responded, the two smiling happily at you two. 

"Knowledge is for everyone." The blue one added on. 

Together, the two picked us up and took us to an office with a giant desk with a fancy looking computer. You sat next to him boredly as he filled out his name. He sat filling out his name for five whole minutes before his ID could get printed out.

"That's a real mouthful." The green one said.

"Yeah, no wonder I go by MK, right?" 

The printer took a while, but MK finally got his ID, and you were back on your way to stop the bug.There was a lot of running and being transported through portals, but you eventually made it to the circuit the bug was in.

“Lemme try.” You said, rolling up your sleeves. It took a while, considering that the demon was right and you had no idea how hacking or computers actually work, but after pressing some random buttons, the bug was safely deleted, and you and MK returned to Megapolis.

You and MK arrived at Pigsy’s as fast as possible, seeing Mei and Tang trying to help a confused Pigsy out of the shopping cart.

“You guys are okay!” MK exclaimed, happily hugging them.

“What happened?” Mei asked.

“It was one of Spider Queen’s goons, he sent the entire city to sleep. I don’t know why, but I think Spider Queen is planning something big.” You explain, recalling the cube that Syntax was holding that would be used in the mech making soup thing.

“Strange…” Tang hummed thoughtfully, wondering just what they were planning on doing.

MK shrugged. “That’s a problem for another day, for now, I’m just glad that the Sleep Bug is off the app store for good.”

Everyone nodded in agreement as you thought worriedly about what would come next.

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[ebonystarfall]

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Hi!!! I partnered with a friend of mine to make this blog!(—Owner 1)

I begged for her email and now I’m forced to write this in her basement (—Owner 2)

Questions:

Q: What is this blog about?

— A: This is dedicated to writing LMK (Lego Monkie Kid) content, such as headcanons, oneshots, and character x reader stuff!

Q: Will you write about canon x canon?

— A: No, neither of us plan to write canon x canon…we’re sorry if that’s what you were hoping to look for!

Q: Which characters will you write about?

— A: Red Son, Nezha (Or Ne Zha depending on who you ask), Peng, Azure Lion, Kui Mulang, Ao Lie, Not Mayor, Syntax, maybe Spider Queen, Chang’e, and nobody else. (Update: Xianliu)

Q: What won’t you write?

— A: Smut, heavy gore, nsfw in general, minor x adult and other concerning things like that, yandere, and angst (I know we will write it on our CRK blog but we won’t do it here)

(Edit: we do angst.)

Q: Why won’t you write about Macaque, Wukong, or anyone else?

— A: Owner 1 is petty and doesn’t plan on writing about characters who has an INSANE amount of content (and also doesn’t really care about the others that weren’t mentioned), and Owner 2 only watched the show for their faves. Also because we don’t wanna mischaracterize the ones who are so popular to not look stupid 💜

Edit: we've come back to crk content

[uwuyangeppie]

hello! can you please do gepard spanking (name) as a punishment, i don’t have a clue whether you do nsfw or not but it doesn’t have to be!! thank you! hope ya have a nice night/morning/evening. :3

i don’t think this is nsfw, but it’s my first time writing spanking so i could be wrong (let me know if it is). anyway i think it turned out alright in the end…

cw: non-consensual spanking (please let me know if there's any other warnings i should add!)

you are terrified.

you can’t help it. you imagine this is what it’s like for every kidnapping victim, although you can’t say for sure if you’ve met any others. gepard has been nothing but nice to you, but the fact remains that nobody knows where you are and he has no intentions of letting you out.

he was quite forward in telling you all this on the day you woke up, which was…

you don’t know how long it’s been. you’ve lost count. definitely more than a week, at least? you’re only allowed out of your “room” (the basement) when he’s home, and it’s quite hard to get a grasp on how much time is passing when you barely get a chance to look out the window.

there’s a very real chance that he’s doing that on purpose.

as kind as he is, it’s a miracle that you can trust him at all (even if it’s just a drop in an empty bucket). if the captain of the silvermane guards can break the law so easily, then you have no idea what’s in store for you, no matter what he spews out.

today, he says he’s coming home late. how late is late? you ask, feigning interest, sensing an opportunity. after all, he never ties you up, worried about your wrists. it’s only ever the door that gets locked.

“probably… hmm, maybe an hour later than normal? i’ll cook a bigger dinner tonight to make up for my absence. i promise it’ll be worth it.” he kisses the top of your head before he leaves- and you almost immediately start trying to break down that damn door once he’s gone.

and you succeed. the fresh air is like a slice of heaven. you never thought you’d be so grateful for something so simple. still, your first goal is to run, run, run, to hide, to tell someone, anyone, everyone what happened to you.

and you do run.

"darling, i'm disappointed. to think i was even going to let you out of the house."

…right into gepard’s chest.

you stare up at him. he was going to let you out…? you didn’t need to go to all this effort…? you- you ruined your chance at freedom with your own two hands?

gepard guides you back to his house, away from prying eyes, apparently done with his work. ah, maybe you’re more important to him than a couple of meetings. in the end, you never did get that far. despair starts to settle in your heart.

he briefly examines the state of your room, but doesn’t say a word about it. you decide to stay quiet about it too.

"i suppose i should nip this in the bud before it becomes a habit for you."

back upstairs, it’s all you can do but tilt your head in confusion. even when he pulls out a chair, your mind doesn’t connect the dots. after all, gepard’s been nothing but nice.

it only begins to click when he bends you over his knee and pulls down your pants with ease. you’re getting punished.

“remember,” he says, voice stern, “this is your fault.”

his hands are rough from the years and the nature of his work. to be honest though, you don’t even notice. you’re too fixated on the sting of your ass. the reality of your situation starts to sink in, and you suddenly feel very vulnerable.

perhaps he notices this. “your fault,” he croons, like this repetition makes a difference to you. he does not tell you to count to a number like some of your other friends have talked about, and you get the awful feeling that he’s going to spank you until he feels like it’s enough.

the next one is harder, in the same spot as the first. you yelp, but for better or for worse, he doesn't react. they gradually get faster and faster, each in the same spot with the precision that only the captain of the silvermane guards could manage. even though you haven’t been asked to count, you lose track of them quickly, just like you’ve lost track of everything else.

“i’m sorry,” you sob, the pain too much for you. “i’m sorry, gepard!”

you're trembling. this experience has well and truly uprooted everything else you thought you knew about gepard, with your cheeks stained with tears, hands gripping the chair legs, and gaze glued to the ground. you brace yourself, waiting for the next hit. it doesn’t come.

“sorry for what?”

“i shoul- should’ve stayed here,” you hiccup. “i never should have left.”

silence. he’s waiting for you to continue. you don’t dare try to pull yourself off his lap, although you’re not sure you have the strength for that anyway.

“i’ll never ru- leave again,” you whimper, tears still streaming down your face. it hurts. it hurts. please don’t start again.

“that’s what i like to hear.” effortlessly, he pulls you up into a sitting position. it only worsens the pain, but when you finally meet his eyes, they’re filled with the same warmth that you’ve always known them to have. your uncertainty about what lies beneath, though, taints them.

"don't cry, darling. i'm sorry, i didn't mean to be so rough." is that really true, though? he leans in to kiss your tears away, and you reflexively lurch back, anxiety temporarily snatching control of your body.

something flickers across his face, but it's gone in an instant. he makes a noise that sounds a lot like "hmmm". now that fear’s holding the reins, though, you don’t notice. you’re too busy scrambling off his lap and pulling up your pants again, still in quite a bit of pain.

after a little bit of thinking, gepard stands up and brushes himself off. it’s almost time to make dinner. you probably won't try to run off again any time soon, especially not after his little lie about how he was planning on letting you out of the house. still, he should probably say something to remind you where you belong.

“oh, you destroyed your door, didn’t you? well, i suppose you’ll just have to sleep with me tonight.”