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diedoverahat · 5 months
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hey🥰can u plz plz plz do the nsfw alphabet with michael!!🤭🤭🤭
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omg this was so fun thanks baby girl. everyone go follow rylea <333 this isn’t proofread so let me know if i messed up lol
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|| Mike Schmidt NSFW Alphabet ||
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
mike didn't know much about aftercare before he met you, but he's gotten a lot better about it now. he always has a warm washcloth to clean you up after, and throws a fresh blanket over the two of you so you can cuddle.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
mike's in love with your hips. he always makes sure to touch them no matter where you are. curled up on the couch? he'll be rubbing circles over them with his thumb. out shopping? one hand in his jean pocket one hand on your hip as you walk. and you've definitely had hand shaped bruises on your hips from when he's gotten a bit too rough fucking you into the mattress.
his favorite body part of his is definitely his hands, mostly because you love them so much.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
when the two of you finish fucking, he'll always push his come back into your pussy when it leaks out, giving you another orgasm as he does.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
more than once he's swiped a pair of your panties and slipped them in his jean pocket before a shift at freddy's.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
he wasn't a virgin when the two of you met, but he was less experienced. he never had the time to mess around. he was a very eager learner though.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
definitely missionary. his biggest turn on is making you feel good, and watching your face twist in pleasure always gets him going more than anything. plus it’s easier to kiss you!
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
in the beginning he was goofy on accident, now that you've been together for a while he's more serious. not afraid to laugh during sex though.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
100% has a dark brown happy trail. he's not extremely messy, but he never goes bare. now that he’s with you he’ll regularly trim his body hair so it's neater.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
he's the sweetest partner ever. constantly checking to make sure you're okay even. just sooo caring and loving.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
mike used to jerk off pretty regularly but now that you’re more than happy to help, he does it less.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
big praise kink!!! he also loves when you pull his hair. this man is a sub through and through.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
this man spends all his time at two (2) places, home and freddy’s. so you two mostly do it in bed or the shower, but on the rare days that abby isn’t home other rooms of the house are put to use.
you’ve only fucked at freddy’s once, mike’s too scared to get caught by vanessa.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
literally you and everything that you do. every single aspect of you gets this man going like no other.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
he would never hit you, he’s only comfortable with light spanking. no degrading or bodily fluids (except spit).
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
his preference is giving. he loves eating you out, and has come untouched multiple times doing so.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
it depends. most times he’s slow and gentle. he prefers when you’re the rougher one, not vice versa, but once in a blue moon he can get a little rough with you if that’s what you want.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
quickies in the morning in bed or in the shower is all you guys have time for most days, so you partake in them pretty often.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
there was a lot of risk taking and experimentation in the beginning of your relationship. now you both know what each other like so there’s less, but he’s down to try new things here and there.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
mike has a solid two or three rounds in him before he taps out. however, when the focus is solely on you he can take the time to give you orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
he didn't own any toys before meeting you, now there's a small collection you’ve both amassed and use stuffed in a cardboard box sitting on the highest shelf in his closet. he’ll use them on himself from time to time but he prefers using vibrators on you.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
mike doesn’t tease simply because he doesn’t have the patience or ability to hold back from diving into your pussy. he loves to be teased by you though.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
mike is so loud. he just can't hold in his whiny whimpers and breathy moans. yes this man whimpers no one is surprised.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
mike comes a shocking amount. like this man comes buckets. the first time you blew him he was so caught up in pleasure that he forgot to warn you before it was too late. he absolutely flooded your mouth and drenched your face in come. he was mortified and apologized profusely until you got over the shock enough to show him how much you liked it by riding him so hard you both almost passed out.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
a respectable six inches, and girthy. shaft is creamy beige. tip is EC9EC0 pink. gains two inches when hard and curves up towards his stomach.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
mike says he doesn’t have a high sex drive but this man pounces on you any chance he can get. he comes up behind you when you’re making food and feels you up. he jumps into the shower with you to “save water”. he grinds his morning wood against your ass when you first wake up. this man is insatiable.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
mike is usually bone tired after but he always stays up to make sure you’re taken care of. when you’re both tucked in he can fall asleep in like fifteen minutes.
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taglist!
@ebodebo @yuenity @mfdxz
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kithtaehyung · 1 year
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— rm : indigo visuals, part one.
from the colors of nature, human, etc.  10 blues included
🎧 visuals explained + sources under the cut. 
01. yun (with erykah badu) dimly-lit lounges, winding down, deep blues, tinged with the gold of erykah’s voice and amber resin of joon’s. (src) 
02. still life (with anderson .paak) ice cold pour in the beginning notes, frost, vivid light blues, and flashes of white in the crisp claps. (src) 
03. all day (with tablo) blooms of blue and yellow, fair weather, sunshine, horns and adlibs bring brightness to the blues. (self-made using gradients in ps) 
04. forg tful (with kim sawol) picnics, light blue denim, wear and tear, polaroid filters, faded jeans and dreams. (src)
+ parts two and three coming soon.
+ + all of these are just my personal visualizations when i hear the songs! i would love to know your own takes or overall indigo visuals/thoughts in the tags or in my inbox<33 
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blighted-lights · 5 months
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whirl from a magma session i did with my twin,,, ough
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ackermanbitch · 1 year
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pictures that perfectly describe every redacted couple imo (its long so under the cut)
amanda and christian
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milo and sweetheart
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davey and angel
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ash and babe
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guy and honey
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tank and sam
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im sorry for this but baby and ivan
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vincent and lovely
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gavin and freelancer
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hoonvrs · 21 days
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moots as songs
@dazed-hee unfair exo ( special mention ) heeseungs sofa cover
@haknom salty tbz
@atrirose cherish ive
@weoris on a ride red velvet
@ynsvnte hysteria muse
@leaderwon upper side dreaming enha
@seongclb 10% katranda kali uchis
@okwonyo bam yang gang bibi
@boyfhees get up ciara
@isoobie love on the brain rihanna
@jungwonderz cmon mario
that’s alr a lot and i know it’s not all but ill stop here😭
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iluvrei · 1 month
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associate your moots with your fav song, now!!
ohhh okiesss les gaur !!!
@y-ujin bff i can't listen to this song without thinking about you it js screams ky xx (imy *sobs*)
@koosuvi mar ur blog screams sabrina legit feeling lighter like a feather scrolling through your page x
@yeritos june believe when i tell u this song is so yeritos coded, no one can tell me otherwise !!!!
@jkookologist tee i js be listening to this song while reading your ramblings about jungkook xx
@minslune i js turn like crazy each time i go through your blog x, this song belongs to you barbs idc!!
@yeonzzen no but your whole aesthetic is so heather coded?!? i can't listen to this song without picturing your blog
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missingn000 · 1 year
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jjk manga coloring computer backgrounds part 1/? // sukuna from sukuna vs jogo
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leafywillow · 10 months
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Tuelia Meadows, aka my take on @wildmelon's cas challenge 🌼
plantsim (may), introvert (long hair), blueberry (brown hair), yellow clothing (horse :D), autumn (brown/hazel eyes), history/english/foreign language (freckles, tattoos, eye bags)
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pirhanaparts2 · 1 month
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tried out js.paint i love it so much
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yes my special interest is still going strong
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1982brucespringsteen · 5 months
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one piece text posts picked from here
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honeyhoneypot · 7 months
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If he was Icarus, flying towards the sun in a frenzy of newfound joy and freedom at his reunification with Alejandro, then who was Daedalus? Who was the person that warned him about Alejandro, whose efforts were futile in stopping his son’s fall into the deep, dark ocean?
Whoever it was, Noah was sure that like Daedalus, their warnings wouldn’t be heard; He could already feel his wings melting, he could sense his imminent fall into the deep.
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CHAPTER FOUR IS POSTED <333 Alenoah's first date hangout omg!!!
This one was so fun to write omg, I hope you enjoy! :D
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diedoverahat · 6 months
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Can you please please please write a smut FIC where reader and Mike is on the Night Shift and we end up thigh ridinggg!!!!
- ps we call him Mikey 😭😭😭
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pairing: mike schmidt x afab!reader
word count: ofc it's 1.9k+
warnings: nsfw 18+
authors note: hi anon! thanks so much for the ask, i had so much fun writing it! hope you love it! mwah <333
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“About time you finally show up.”
Were the first words Mike heard as soon as he walked into the security office of Freddy’s. He sighed loudly, shrugging his rain coat off to hang it on the back of the door.
"Don't start," he said gruffly.
Mike turned to face you, your body leaning against the opposite wall, arms crossed over your chest. You had a smug smile on your face. "I was starting to think you got too scared to come back."
Mike scoffed. "Don't get too excited," He deadpans. "I just had some trouble with the babysitter.”
You don't respond, only following him with your eyes as he walks over and sits down in the one office chair in-front of the monitors. Mike can tell you've been here for a while now, if the half-drunken water bottle and empty protein bar wrapper sitting on the desk is anything to go by.
He only just starts flipping through the different channels when you speak up again. "You're in my seat."
He doesn't look up from the screen when he replies. "You weren't sitting in it."
You scoff loudly, he can hear you push off the wall. The sound of your footsteps getting closer and closer as you walk toward him. "I was sitting in it for thirty minutes before you even got here."
"You sound like a child," He replies, swiveling around to face you. Your body is close enough to slightly loom over his seated form. "Just go get another chair from the dining room."
"No, I was here first. The comfy chair is mine," You press. "You go get a chair."
"Comfy chair" was definitely a stretch, the office chair was only slightly better than the dining chairs.
Mike stares at you for a moment before swiveling back to the monitors. "No." He says, completely dismissing you.
It's quiet for a moment, before you let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine." You state, with a small shrug before shoving between Mike and the desk and unceremoniously plopping down in his lap.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Mike asks loudly, raising his hands up to avoid touching you. You've already gone back to work, idly flipping through the monitors like this is normal.
"You won't move, so you have to share." You say simply.
Mike stares daggers at your back, slowly placing his hands on either side of the chairs arm rests. "You're crazy." He mutters, but the last thing he's going to do is get up and let you win this weird ass game you've decided to challenge him to.
He tries his best to ignore you, he really does, but after a while he can feel his heart start to beat ever so slightly faster. Mike's not proud enough to admit that you're definitely attractive. He'd always thought that, even though you drive him crazy 90% of the time. You have a gorgeous face, and an amazing figure. Of course he would never tell you any of this, you would never let him hear the end of it.
So he doesn't, but on his lonelier nights, he lets his mind run rampant with visions of you on your knees, mouth open and waiting for his release. Or you on all fours, moans pouring out of your mouth uncontrollably as he thrusts in and out of your dripping cunt, hitting the spot inside you that makes you light up like a Christmas tree. Or you on your back, hands gripping his hair so tightly because you can't handle how good his mouth feels sucking on your clit.
Those nights are becoming more and more frequent these days, and he can never refrain from shoving his hand down his sleep shorts and fisting his hand over his hard cock furiously until he ruins his boxers.
Mike's brought back from his thoughts running rampant in his head by the mortifying realization that currently, with you mere inches away from his crotch, he's hard as a rock. It's not helping that all he can see is your silhouette directly sitting in front of him. Your curves fully on display, in your form fitting shirt and tight jeans. He can't help the way his eyes scan down your body. Greedily raking from your shoulders to your waist that tapers down to the swell of your ass sitting pretty inches away from his growing bulge.
Worst of all, you just won't stop fidgeting. Tiny, unconscious movements that jostle Mike just enough to make him feel his dick scrape against the zipper of his jeans. All he can do is stare, sweating bullets basically white-knuckling the chair in order to stay still, scared to even breathe too deeply.
Then it all goes to shit in a matter of seconds. You knock the water bottle off the desk trying to switch monitors, and when you go to pick it up you scoot back just the tiniest bit, but it's enough to grind your ass directly over his dick.
Immediately Mike has his hands tight around your hips, jerking you back up into a sitting position as quickly as he can. His whole body going rigid against the chair in embarrassment, eyes wide and mortified.
You're still too, back sitting up straight as a board. He's waiting for you to say something, to laugh at him, but you're silent. There's an apology on the tip of his tongue, when suddenly you push the chair out from the desk, sending you and Mike flying backwards. In a flash, you flip to face him sitting directly over his thigh. Slotting your knee between his legs and the chair.
Your pupils are blown, eyes swallowed almost entirely by black. "How long?" You ask, softly. It takes Mike a second for your words to break through the fog clouding his brain, but he's just confused. He tilts his head to this side in question, not trusting his voice to sound anything but fucked.
"How long were you sitting here with this," You specify what you're saying by pushing your knee more firmly against his hard dick, making Mike's hands spasm on your hips and choke out a soft whine. "Before you planned on doing anything with it?"
Mike can do nothing but blink up at you slowly. You look almost predatory, staring at him so fiercely he swears you can see his soul. You still haven't moved, he can feel the warmth radiating between your legs against his thigh. His hands jerk almost unconsciously, trying to get you to grind forward. You smile, looking down at your position splayed over his lap and back up to his face.
"What do you want?" You ask sweetly. "Do you want me to move, Mikey?"
Your words hit him like a truck, he moans loudly, nodding his head frantically. "Yeah? You want me to move?" You ask again, tipping into his personal space, hands flat on his chest. You lean forward, breath puffing out over his ear.
"Move me then." You hiss, directly into his ear.
Mike lets out a guttural groan, eyes snapping shut tightly. He wants to, so badly but he just can't.
"Come on Mikey," You goad, your eyes glassy. "Move me."
Mike opens his eyes, looking down at his grip on your hips. Ever so slightly, he shifts you forward. Your eyes flutter closed, lips parting to let out a small moan. Turns out that's all the encouragement Mike needs. He grinds you backward before roughly dragging you forward again. It's absolutely lewd.
"Fuck, Mike." You say breathlessly, chin dropping down to your chest, going completely pliable in his hands letting him move you. He can only stare incredulously at you, beyond shocked that this is really happening. He's waiting to jolt awake home alone in bed with a soiled pair of boxers at any moment.
But he doesn't, you're actually here. Sitting on his lap grinding a wet patch into his jeans. Mike hardly knows what to do with himself. Your body is warm between his hands, alive in ways he never thought to be possible. "Jesus," He whispers to himself, sweat dripping down his brow. “Fuck…!” Mike grits out, wrenching his head up to stare at the ceiling. “I can’t look”
He feels you falter the slightest bit, hips slowing down a fraction. “Why not?” You ask softly, a hint of insecurity puncturing your tough exterior.
“It’s too much,” Mike admits breathlessly, chest rising and falling rapidly. “I can’t look or I’ll come in my pants.”
You let out a small shocked laugh, but it’s quickly drowned out by another moan. Your body trembles with pleasure. "Shit, faster…go faster," You mutter, taking it upon yourself to speed things up. Hips moving frantically on his thigh. Your knee is still slotted tightly to his now aching cock, he can feel every move you make. The friction feels amazing, it's taking everything in him not to hump up against your leg like a horny dog. The heat from your body feels scalding.
The absolute vision you make sends Mike's nerves quivering. He needs more. He brings his hands up to your face, tracing your bottom lip with his thumb gingerly. Your eyes open, looking back at him, not ceasing your movements.
"Can I?" He pants, hoping to god you understand what he's asking. It takes you a second, but eventually you nod. He tips forward and seals your lips with his. His fingers sliding into your hair to hold your head in place as he kisses you.
He takes control of the kiss, tongue brushing against your bottom lip. You part your lips willingly for him, letting his tongue explore your mouth. He greedily swallows your moans, groaning all the while.
You break the kiss first, only a string of saliva connects your lips before breaking under the pressure of gravity. Your lips are swollen and red, glossy from kissing.
“Oh god…” Your whimpers ghost over his lips, forehead resting on his. “Oh, god, Mikey…”
“Yeah,” Mike replies, voice deep and scratchy from lack of use, he rolls his hips up the tiniest bit. “Yeah that’s it…Fuck you look so pretty, so pretty for me.”
You nod, hips moving even faster than before, losing the rhythm you’d built up. Your hands fumble down to furiously unzip his hoodie, tearing the zipper down to reveal his plain white tank top underneath. Your hands greedily rake down his chest, nails brushing over his nipples making him whimper out moan.
“Fuck Fuck Fuck, Mike,” You whine, grip tightening into the meat of his chest. He can tell your close without you even saying it.
“Fuck yes, come, come on my thigh.” Mike begs, gripping your hips so tightly it could border on painful.
“Shit! Mikey, I’m gonna come,” Your eyes are screwed shut, sweat making your hair stick to your face.
“Do it.” He pleads, not taking his eyes off your face.
“I’m coming, I’m coming.” Mike can feel your nails digging crescent moons in his chest as you careen over the edge. Hips stuttering as you ride out your orgasm, he can almost feel the way your pussy trembles as you work yourself through the aftershocks, cut off little moans forcing their way out of your mouth. Your body finally gives out, tipping forward to lean on his chest, wet breaths puffing against his neck.
Mike follows suit, eyes dropping closed as he unloads into his boxer shorts making a second wet patch seep into his jeans. Hips twitching up every other second. He moans loudly into your hair, trying and failing to muffle his noises.
When you both come back down, it’s silent for a few moments as you both wrack your brains for what to say. As always, you’re the first one to speak up.
“So…” You say between panting breaths, he can feel you start to smile against his neck. “Same time tomorrow?”
Mike chuckles up at the ceiling, pinching your waist lightly.
“Fuck off.”
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taglist!
@ebodebo @yuenity @mfdxz
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gothic-mothic · 1 year
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Had so much fun on @mr-parable ‘s whiteboards!! So glad i was able to hop in while they where active, you all where so kind!
Also thank you to everyone who gave me song recs I will be consuming them <3
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magsscribbles · 10 months
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ArtFight attack #3!! Mairon!!
design credits to @minubell !!
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belovedmuichiro · 2 years
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Here’s Izumi and Kotaro, my take on Inotan children! I’ve had their designs in my head for a while now and I’m really happy with how they came out! I honestly think Tanjiro and Inosuke would have some really beautiful kids! There’s some more details about their design and personalities under the cut!
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Written descriptions, plus some extra:
Izumi
Eldest, inherits the earrings
Tanjiro’s “bangs” and eye shape
Inosuke’s eyebrows, eye color, and smile
Smaller scar
Literal combination of Tanjiro and Inosuke’s hair color
Wears Inosuke’s entertainment district dress as a joke, not her regular outfit
Has one fang from Inosuke
Has Inosuke’s energy
She’s a spitfire, but very nice
Has Tanjiro’s strength (and forehead)
Is accidentally loud, kind of like if Inosuke wasn’t raised in the wild lmao
Very protective
Besides her parents, she after Nezuko a lot, they are very close!
Kotaro
Wears his hair up like Tanjiro in the first episode
Has Inosuke’s eye shape, hair color, and bangs
Has Tanjiro’s smile and eye color
Has a bigger scar than his sister
Has a combination of both his parent’s attire
Blue palette
Has two fangs from Inosuke
He has Tanjiro’s charm and is very sweet
Also has Inosuke’s flexibility and doesn’t know his own strength
Takes after Giyuu (who is essentially their uncle) but maintains a much friendlier personality
I imagine that these two were born in post canon, but if I can think of a way to slip them into a more canon setting I’ll definitely write it out! For now, they are just the two blessings Tanjiro and Inosuke were given in a demon free world :)
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h0n3yk1tt3n · 11 months
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So I hope this didn’t creepy but I was on ur instagram looking at ur following to find other BMC ppl and I saw u like hazbin hotel/helluva boss? I was wondering if I had any thoughts on what BMC charecters would look like as demons
OOOOOOO THIS IS A REALLY GOOD QUESTION OKOKOK
SO. IMPS.
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Christine could totally rock the southern belle charm of the Wrath ring. Jeremy and Michael are from Pride. (Jer is modeled after Moxxie bc. Obviously. And Michael is part incubus to tie into being biracial.) Jenna would def work on the shady side of Greed, probably in an attempt to stay afloat in a capitalistic hellscape *rimshot*
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Succubi/incubi
Seems pretty obvious for Chloe and Jake to be from Lust lmao
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Apologies for these subpar hellhounds I'm not good at anthro-
Of course brookie cookie has her puppy symbolism, whereas Rich to me seems like... even though he's a Popular Kid in bmc he needed Outside Help to get there, so he may be tied to some big name like Jake in order to get respect. Probably a similar deal for Brooke and Chloe
AND I KNOW YOU DIDNT MENTION THE SQUIP and honestly it's probably better suited as an overlord of sorts (cough cough vox moment) but I just... needed to draw it as Striker because of THE V I B E S man
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