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Don't get possessed!
You'll end up like this...
Gassy air bubbled from deep inside my soft, pudgy stomach. The smell of semi-digested beer wafted into my nose as my lips flapped in the gust of a violent belch dragging itself out. God, this body was disgusting, but this is what I did to it; this is what I did to him...
I used his cellphone to snap a pic of the sweaty slab of meat I'd been wearing for the past three years. It was the disgraced body of a former jock. Jake's stomach rumbled like it always did when I filled it to the brim. Even after all this time, it still hasn't adapted to the crap I've constantly been stuffing it with.
Swallowing yet another beer, I toss the can into the corner of his dark living room, where it collided with discarded pizza boxes and half empty milk jugs. I'd let the entire apartment overflow with the garbage generated by this once-godly body, and there was a lot of it.
The place smelled like a dumpster in the sun.
You might think this is a disgusting way to live. Well, I did too. Everything about the situation was nasty; the damp basement apartment, the stacks of dirty dishes, the closet of unwashed clothes. The entire place had a permanent stench of body odor, and I know it followed this body around everywhere.
I had never in my life felt so absolutely disgusted by my surroundings.
But that was the exact fucking point.
To explain, we'll have to flash back to a few years ago. Let me show you a photo of Jake when I first possessed him. I took this right after jumping into his perfect body...
The athlete had just gotten back from the gym. It was another perfect workout for the perfect jock, and I could feel the grit and intensity swelling in every muscle. The college footballer would normally shower after any physical activity, but I was happy to crack open a beer and bask in his sweaty glory.
I don't know if you could tell, but I am not a fan of Jake.
He was a pretentious bully at my university, and he got away with anything. I tried my best to stay out of his way, but ultimately found myself staring into the headlights of his fancy Christmas present: a shiny black camaro. The asshole ended my life while driving back to campus after one of his famous parties!
I hate to be dramatic, but I was not ready to pass away, and I was not going to let an asshole like Jake get away with my murder. The police couldn't solve the crime any more than I could console my mourning family, so I took matters into my own ghostly hands.
Jake, beautiful Jake, didn't have a single iota of remorse. He continued to get belligerently drunk, and continued to shame and ridicule anyone shorter, weaker, or fatter than him, which was just about anyone. The worst part was people let him: they allowed it because he was the strongest, the most handsome, the prize quarterback with a winning smile!
I had to do something to stop the piece of trash lurking inside his god-like body.
So I possessed him. And I did this...
When I took over, it was like putting on a body suit. As a ghost, I was invisible, so I got right behind and slipped inside. First, I shoved a leg in, then an arm, and then the rest followed.
He struggled, flailing the few body parts he still had control over, but it was in vain!
My head was the last thing to get situated, but once I slid it into place, his yelling subsided. His thoughts evaporated, and I broke in his handsome face with a wicked smile. It felt different, grinning with someone else's mouth, but I was just glad to have a body again. His was definitely an upgrade compared to my old one. The height I stood at, the breadth of my shoulders, the weight of muscular pecs hanging off my chest; it all took some getting used to.
I enjoyed living inside the jock's body, but I was on a revenge mission. The first thing I wanted to screw up was his diet!
I started shoveling massive amounts of fast-food down his throat three times a day, packing on forty pounds in just a couple weeks. Obviously, I quit going to his football practice and even dropped out from his classes. I needed the time to bulk his body up.
His teammates and coaches all reached out, but I told them to get lost. He took everything from me, so I wanted to do the same to him...
This is a pic I took of Jake's body after almost a year of controlling him. I wanted him to look and smell as awful as possible in public, so I kept him as sweaty and hairy as I could. Despite my best efforts, his attractiveness was still shining through. If anything, he looked like a hot, hard-working bear on the way home from the job, and that was not what I wanted.
This made me realize that I could destroy more than just his looks.
In his body, I marched back to campus and begged the manager of the university gym for a job. A bunch of his old friends were there to see it, so I made sure to act as pathetic as possible in the six foot hunk, practically grovelling for any position. I even dropped to Jake's knees in front of the guy, giving a lot of the gym-goers second hand embarrassment.
Ultimately, the manager offered me a janitorial position if I would shut up. I accepted it gladly, kissing the guys shoes with Jake's lips like some kind of submissive idiot.
So even though Jake's body was still attractive with the extra weight and fur I'd given it, the dingey old uniform of a janitor made sure to mark him as the bottom of the food chain. I wore it like a badge of honor, even if I never washed the damn thing. Wearing a stained boilersuit labelled 'janitor' everywhere definitely told the world what Jake was worth!
By that point, people really only saw Jake as a walking mop, if they even looked his direction at all...
This last picture is one I took after about a year of working for the school. No one had spoken to me (Jake) in that entire time, unless they needed a toilet unclogged. The man had truly lost any respect people had for him.
The overalls hide the giant gut I'd managed to grow on his torso, but you can look at the top pic if you want to see how fat and hairy I ultimately got him. He looked nothing like the explosive athlete he'd been a couple years ago.
I took that photo right before I released Jake's to his body.
The jock probably wouldn't recognize himself. He'd wonder why he was suddenly so fat and hairy. He'd be terrified by the janitorial uniform on his back and even more horrified by the layers of dried sweat swamping his skin. It wouldn't be until he realized how much time had passed that he would fully understand the punishment I'd carved out for him. I wonder how he'll react when he finds out that he's spent the last three years scrubbing floors in the gym instead of working out in it.
I wonder if he'll clean himself up and learn a lesson? Or maybe he'll just accept his fate and give in to the habits I've made for his body. I don't know, and I don't care.
I'll be long gone by then.
Honestly, I have to admit that it's kind of fun living like this. Disgusting, sure, but there's something about reveling in the laziness, the degradation, the stink. I never allowed myself to be so laid back in life. Maybe, I learned something from this experience with Jake as well. I'm starting to think I'll find a new body to possess and live in. Someone I can take over and use for my own immediate pleasures.
Maybe you're the right candidate! You've got a nice body I could jump into. You won't mind if I hop in and drive for a few years, would you? You'll be disgusted by the state I leave you in, but hey it's not like it's my body I'm fucking up, right!
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◈ Pairing: Zhongli x fem!Reader
◈ Summary: You've just gotten out of an exhausting relationship with your boyfriend of ten years. Your boss, who you've only brushed shoulders with a few times in the six years you've worked at the company, suddenly makes you an offer that you can't turn down.
◈ Contains: NSFW, Angst, Boss/Employee Relationship, Power Imbalance, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Emotional Manipulation
Already, this was more care and consideration than you've ever received in the past after having sex. Zhongli and you were technically just office acquaintances, albeit him being hellbent on changing your casual dynamic.
“Good morning Mister Zhongli.” You gave him an appreciative smile as you set his usual osmanthus tea in front of him along with a few binders.
Zhongli glanced up at you with a smile, his eyes softening. “Good morning, dear. How are you feeling this morning?” He asked, genuine concern lacing his voice.
A blush colored your cheeks at his reminder.
“A little sore still, but I'm fine.”
Zhongli raised an eyebrow, but didn’t comment on it. “I trust you had a good night’s rest?” He asked, handing you a binder.
You nodded, a sincere smile on your lips.
“I haven’t slept that well in a while. So... thank you.”
Zhongli returned your smile, his eyes warm. “I'm glad to hear that, dear. It’s the least I could do for keeping you up late.” He said lightly before taking another sip of his tea.
The flush on your cheeks deepened at his words.
“Also, thank you for bringing my clothes.”
You didn't find out until days later that it was Keqing who insisted his driver take a whole chunk of your closet with him, insinuating that you were going to be spending a lot of nights at Zhongli's place and that she was completely fine with it.
“There’s another meeting with Mister Kamisato later today to sign the contract. I’ve also gone ahead and booked a private room at an upscale club this evening to celebrate the collaboration. The dinner will be served there as well.”
Zhongli gave you an appreciative smile, his eyes landing on a faint mark peeking out from behind your blouse's collar.
“I’ll be outside if there’s anything else you need from me.”
“Please stay for a moment longer.” Zhongli said, getting up from his chair. “I wanted to discuss something else with you.”
Zhongli made his way around the desk, stopping when he was standing right in front of you. You inevitably caught a whiff of his cologne because of how close he was. He reached out to fix your lopsided collar so that it hid the mark he left on your neck a little better.
“What do you need to discuss with me?”
Zhongli's gaze rose to your eyes. “I will be paying someone a visit in Mondstadt in a couple weeks. Would you like to accompany me on a business trip?” He asked softly, a hopeful smile playing on his lips.
“A business trip?” Your eyes widened.
If it were a business trip like he said, then it was your job to go with him and handle all the petty little preparations and paperwork involved like booking flights, renting cars, and hiring temporary personnel.
“Of course. You’re my boss. Wherever you go, I go."
Zhongli smiled at your response. “Good. I think it'll be a memorable experience for you.”
He reached out, gently taking your hand in his own and pulling you close. Maybe the spell he had cast on you last night hadn't worn off yet. Before you could snap out of it, he had his hand against your face and was leaning in to kiss you.
You quickly turned your head and avoided the kiss, slipping out of his grasp.
“Not at work.” You took your boss's hand, leading him to his chair and gently pushed him back into it. “I don’t want to be a distraction to you."
Zhongli stared at you in muted surprise, his lips parted.
"I’ll be outside if you need me.” You added before scurrying off.
Zhongli watched you go, feeling dazed and slightly disappointed by your rejection. You were right though. He shouldn’t act on his desires while the two of you were at work. He took a deep breath and turned back to his screen, trying to push the tantalizing thoughts out of his head. This was the first time he tried to kiss you at work since you had become his assistant. Maybe he was also still affected by last night. He had never meant to force you into anything, but his desire for you had gotten the better of him.
Your heart finally calmed down a bit and so did the slight pinkness on your cheeks. Your boss was a very attractive man. You were shamelessly aware of that. It's expected that after last night, things would change between the two of you. You were still much too sensitive to his every touch and glance, shivering if he so much as brushed a hand against yours. You were like a pile of dried timbers. A tiny spark could set you ablaze.
#zhongli x reader#zhongli smut#zhongli fanfic#zhongli#genshin zhongli#zhongli x you#zhongli x y/n#minors dni#18+ mdni#mdni
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this isn’t specifically based off of the prompt, but I felt it fit good enough, and wanted to have an excuse to post this on tumblr too
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Day six: Apology
Today marked seven years since Aziraphale and Crowley parted ways. It was funny, really, because that day would also be the day they see each other once again. God seemed to like her sevens that way.
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"We're closed!" Crowley called across the old bookshop at the knock on the door, pulling his reddish-black curls into a messy bun. He threw himself down onto his cushiony black leather recliner with a sigh, and picked up the book he was currently reading off of the the side table. Just as he opened the book, though, another three knocks sounded from the front of the shop. Crowley groaned loudly as he pushed himself up and stormed to the front of the shop, not bothering to put his sunglasses on. Before he even thought to check who was there, he flung open the door, only to be met with a very familiar face.
"...Ang- 'Ziraphale?" The demon forced down his old habit.
"Hello, Crowley." The way the angel said his name stung, like being gently spritzed with holy water. Crowley looked him up and down, noticing he was now dressed in all white, and possessed purple eyes. "Why are 𝘺𝘰𝘶 here, 𝘚𝘶𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘈𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘈𝘻𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦?" Aziraphale cringed, quietly hoping he wouldn't do that. "Crowley look, I'm sorry I made you think I chose Heaven over you. But I-"
"Stop. Don't want to hear it." He cut him off, clearly mad that it took him this long to apologize for something Crowley thought he himself would have gotten over by now.
Aziraphale flinched at the harshness on his tongue, but tried again nonetheless. "Crowley," He stepped forward, "I am truly 𝘴𝘰 very sorry." Crowley, who had put on his glasses to hide his own over-expressive eyes, raised a brow. The angel sighed hopefully at the first sign that he might not just be talking to a brick wall. "In Heaven, time doesn't really pass, so I only realized how long it had been when I came down to visit you. Really, it hasn't been that long, I mean-" He laughed awkwardly, "There have been times when we'd go 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 without seeing or talking to each other. But, this time... It's just- We had never been that 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 before. You spent so much time in the bookshop that you practically lived there, and you even moved some of your plants in." An angelic smile spread across Aziraphale's face, which would usually make Crowley blush, but today was different. He didn't even let his blank unemotional stare falter in the slightest.
The angel's smile fell. "Crowley?"
The demon never broke eye contact from underneath his glasses, even though he knew Aziraphale couldn't see his eyes. "What? 'Ya want a kiss on the cheek?" He leaned against the doorframe, one eyebrow raised in annoyance.
The blonde's pale face grew pink. "I- Well not- ..I wouldn't mind." The last bit of his stuttering mess of a sentence was spoken quieter, but still caught the attention of the demon. Crowley's face and ears became redder than his own dark hair, before he remembered he was supposed to be mad at the angel. He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"The point is" He began, sighing angrily, "Good for you. You said sorry. Now what? You 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 me after I had- had kissed you, and you LEFT." Just then, Crowley was glad he had put on his sunglasses earlier, because in that moment, tears pooled in his eyes and threatened to fall. "Then, 𝘚𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘕 𝘠𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘚 𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘌𝘙, all of a sudden you're comin' back to Earth to try 'n apologize? For both of our 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 existences, ever since I fell, you've been tryin' to convince me that I'm 'good'." He hissed, now looking down at the ground. "But you called me the bay guy. You grouped me with all the rest of those fuckers in hell." The demon's voice cracked, a detail that didn't go unnoticed by his angel.
"Oh, Crowley dear," The angel cooed, taking another step closer. "I thought I could fix them, stop the second coming, but they-" Crowley's pupils shrunk into thin slits, he lifted his head to make eye contact with Aziraphale. "The 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵?" They both went silent.
"I thought you-" He was cut off by a loud groan, followed by the slam of the bookshop door. He pushed it back open and shut it gently behind him, speed-walking to catch up with his fast pace.
"I'm not with them anymore, I'm on my own side- You know that! You've known that for several 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢, Aziraphale!" He miracled the door shut behind the angel as he walked in, "They don't inform me on this shit! Not since Shax became 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘶𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭, she couldn't give less of a shit about 𝘮𝘦 anymore." Crowley plopped down onto the recliner he had been sitting in earlier, which is when Aziraphale noticed the book sitting on the side table.
"You read the book I suggested you!" He beamed, picking up the book with the navy blue cover.
"Huh?" Crowley looked up at the angel from his spot on the chair. He turned the book to face him, smiling enthusiastically.
"You've recommended about half the shop to me at this point, it's hard to read something you 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 suggested to me."
The angel still smiled sweetly, despite the harsh tone the demon continued to carry. He blushed slightly, knowing Crowley had always been a liar when it came to feelings.
Aziraphale knew he was reading the book because it reminded him of the blonde, and couldn't help but compliment him. "You really are quite sweet, Dear." He cooed, earning a quiet serpentine hiss from Crowley, who seemed deep in thought.
"Crowley?" Yellow eyes turned to make eye contact from under dark glasses.
"I love you."
And even though no one saw it, the demon's expressive eyes blinked a few times in shock, pupils shrinking once again to thin slivers.
"I tried to tell you that seven years ago. That would have been a great time to reciprocate." He looked down at his lap and fidgeted with his chipped black nail polish.
Aziraphale sighed loudly. "Please, don't be dramatic Crowley."
"Me? 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤?" The demon scoffed, "M'kay, I forgive you."
#ineffable may 2024#ineffable may#ineffable husbands#ineffable divorce#good omens#gomens#good omens season 2#good omens 2#go2#good omens 3#aziraphale#crowley#aziracrow#angst lol
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Lunch Break pt 2
one | two | three (coming soon)
Word count: 718
Frank Woods x CoD Bell/Mila (or brown-eyed f!reader if you want!)
I think this will be 3 parts, total. The next part probably won't be as short, but 😏 you'll be glad for it, I think.
Should have gotten her number.
Frank knew he should have gotten her number. He thought he was being slick, waiting until the next day. Showing up at the coffee shop in the park like he said he would. Give her a night to think about him. To wonder why he didn’t ask her in the first place.
So, of course, as soon as he walked back into work Hudson wanted to speak with him. Then he was packing up his shit and on a plane two hours later.
That had been, fuck, nearly a month ago.
Her number wouldn’t have mattered in the end. Making a date with her? He would have had to cancel. Give her some lame excuse. Not like he was telling her about what he did for work.
Why was he even thinking about this woman? Because she was pretty? He’d met pretty women before. The fiery personality. Her dark humor. The casual way she had flirted with him.
All right, she was hot.
And he hadn’t even gotten her name.
Frank tossed his cigarette on the ground and crushed it under his boot. It was a beautiful day out. Good day for getting a cup of coffee in the park.
He might not even see her, he realized. Maybe she ditched the park. It’d make sense- too many assholes.
Frank reached the kiosk and paid for his coffee. Then he turned towards the seating area. There she was, a different giant book in her hands. A cigarette perched between her fingers.
Fuck it.
He took the table next to her. If she noticed him she gave no sign. He sat at an angle, once again not looking directly at her. But he could see when she took a drag of her cigarette and turned a page in her book.
She blew out the smoke and said, “Thought I scared you off.”
Frank chuckled and took a sip of his coffee.
“Nah, just got busy at work, sorry.”
He turned to look at her. She was staring ahead, smoking her cigarette, but she had lowered the book into her lap. She met his eye. Sunlight crossed her face, the dark brown of her eyes now amber. Lit up like the gemstone. She wasn’t just pretty, she was beautiful.
He cursed Hudson for pulling him away.
She shrugged and turned back to her book.
“No big deal,” She said.
What had he expected? Her to yell? To have waited for him? Some stranger she had met in the park just once?
But the way she just shut down the conversation like that surprised him. Had he already missed his shot?
“Hey-” He started to say.
She looked up from her book, slowly - as if she was being dragged away from it. When her gaze once again fell on him all he could see was disinterest in her eyes.
Was he now the guy bothering her when she just wanted to read her book?
“Wanted to make it up to you. Would you be interested in going out sometime?” He cursed himself for faltering under the look she was giving him.
Fuck he really was that guy.
“There’s nothing to make up,” She said simply.
Shit.
“Why does every man act like he’s the only one in the whole world?”
“Wait a minute-”
She put her book down on the table and looked directly at him.
“It was harmless flirting.”
She stood up and crushed her cigarette into the ashtray. Then she picked her purse up from the ground and shoved her book into it.
“I thought you were good-looking. And what you did- it was nice. That’s it. Don’t think I’m sitting here waiting for you.”
“Hey, I didn’t say that-”
“If you were interested you would have acted like it. And now you’re here weeks later? All your options dry up or something?”
She shouldered her bag.
“I’m not the woman you keep in your back pocket just in case. Or when you get around to deciding you’re interested.”
And with that, she turned on her heel and walked away.
Frank sat there dumbfounded, running through the exchange in his head. It was different to be on the receiving end of her ire.
And she hadn’t even listened to what he had to say.
#frank woods#frank woods x cod bell#call of duty#bocw#frank woods x oc#american!cod bell#frank x mila#if you know me you knew conflict was coming#don't worry the resolution will be worth it
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I love the changes my body is making because he loves them. When we meet he told me he loves small breasts. I was a 36B. When he started breeding me I was worried pregnancy would make me too big. I didn’t want to be unattractive. When he finally succeeded in forcing me to start growing his baby, he admitted it was a lie. He loves huge leaking tits and he can’t wait for me to grow. I’m a 38D now and already starting to get shirts and things wet. He loves it and I’m so thankful this granny has changed me to be better for him.
He never hid his dislike of my waist tho. I nearly had abs when we met and he thought it was a turn off. As the months went on I started needing bigger pants. I went from a size 0 in women’s to a size 8. I was horrified, thinking I just wasn’t being active enough. He encouraged it tho, saying I finally had an ass to grab and he didn’t feel like he was going to brake me by squeezing too hard anymore. Eventually I let myself keep stay at size 10.
All of that before I even got pregnant. Now I can’t wear pants at all. I hate the extra pressure of a waistband on my huge belly. That makes all the stuff from before seem so silly and pointless. I was going to get so much bigger with his child anyway. Since I’m stuck wearing dresses, he doesn’t let me wear panties anymore either. Sometimes I think he would pick out my whole outfit if I let him. I might, but he’d probably pick a tight dress with no bra either. I’d be stuck having everyone stare at me, and what if I leak wet spots into it?
On an unrelated note, a woman at church touched my belly last Sunday. She was the first one other than my husband to do that. I’m not sure how I felt about it. Of course he always touches my belly. He loves feeling how big it’s gotten, trying to catch the baby kicking, and playing with my belly button. I don’t like my belly button anymore. I’ve always had an innie but it’s disappearing. He says it’s cute watching my body struggle to stretch for his growing baby. He’s most excited for week 34 because the baby is supposed to have a growth spurt. He thinks I’ll get stretch marks (I don’t have any yet).
We’re having a late baby shower too. I’ll be 36 weeks pregnant by then. At this rate I’ll be huge at the party. It will be so embarrassing walking around trying to thank guests. I think he’s looking forward to having everyone gawk over what he’s done to me. I’m always so nervous and shy in public. He probably loves my belly because it lets everyone know how he takes control of me in the bedroom. I mean, with his dominating personality it’s obvious that he used me for his pleasure to cause this.
I’m ranting. I don’t want to bore you… is there anything you want to hear about? The change in my sex drive maybe? I’ll give you any specifics you ask for.
Hey! I’d love to hear what your favorite part about being pregnant is! Thanks for reaching out, I’d love to chat more! Glad to hear your pregnancy is going well 😊
#big pregnant belly#pregnant women#pregnancy fantasy#pregnant kink#pregnant#pregnancy#preggo kink#baby fever#breeding k1nk#pregnant🤰 belly
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I absolutely love your art of Sundown, he’s one of my favorites (next to Akira) 🙂 honestly he’s hilarious in the Dominion of Hate, he’ll literally fight Akira for no reason, he’s got this “tired single dad handling 6 kids” energy to him, and he even like…scolds Oersted? It sounded like? (His voice actor, Reagan Murdock, played Aki Hayakawa in this anime called Chainsaw Man, so i guess he has experience with voicing a guy who needs to wrangle teenagers 😅) do you happen to have any hcs for him?
I'M SO SORRY IT'S TAKING ME SO LONG TO GET TO THESE ASKS, i'm packing to move, so that's taking up most of my time and energy ;;;v;;;
BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH WAAAAAAA, I'm glad you like how I draw the schüt man <333 (who has somehow accidentally become The Muse, whoops lol)
Sadly there are currently no in-game dialogues showing how he interacts with the other party members (party banter like octopath is a common DLC request), but Mad Dog has a line about Sundown "being bad with the little ones", which is either Mad Dog's interpretation based on what he wants to see, or Sundown's stoicism and bluntness really does tend intimidate the kids. (I don't watch CSM so I will take your work for it... But I'm sure Mr. Murdock does a great job! He has a great voice for it...)
But from what we do know for sure (from his recruitment quest and his dialogue to Sin when out of the party of the final 4) is he is very tired, and wants nothing to do with you.
tbh that's part of the reason I'm fascinated with him, is in a whole party full of spunky/quirky anime youngsters who have Psychic powers, martial arts, laser canons, ninja powers, etc. (the oldest being Masaru who's usually hc'd at 25 years old for the meme).... there's just. A guy. Maybe late 30s/early 40s. With a gun.
People joke about Masaru being the Straight Man (which is true to some extent), but I feel like he handles the weirdness a bit better than Sundown does, just on account of his adaptable nature. If Mad Dog's reaction to O. Dio's true form was any indication, supernatural stuff is... Not normal for their time period. So I think Sundown is much more the Straight Man in the DoH just cuz he stands out so much from everyone else. (not that he isn't silly in his own way... he's based on Clint Eastwood ffs lol)
...and I wrote all of this text without even getting to my headcanons, so if that isn't any a warning for how much I can ramble about him at length, then let this cut should tell you. (you asked, sorry not sorry lol)
So warning in advance, there's gonna be a teeny bit of overlap with Mad Dog hcs on some of these because of how much the two intertwine with each other. They kinda come as a package deal.
Some of my hcs you've probably seen in this comic. Most notably; not just the survivor's guilt, but also in the panic of the raid on the town and the flurry of using the Hurricane Shot, he's not entirely sure if he only shot the invading bandits. :( He worried he might have gotten some townsfolk in there too. (Mostly illustrated on pages 5-6 when all the figures kinda blend together)
At the time I made the comic I thought it was just a theory that he'd placed the bounty on himself, I somehow missed the fact that it was canon. But the fact that it is canon definitely drives home both the survivor's guilt, and him fearing death despite having a death wish. (There's much easier ways to off yourself homie, you don't gotta have a bizarre death ritual with randos obsessed with fame and glory... </3)
On the earlier topic, he might not so much be bad with kids, as he is... blunt. He doesn't sugar coat stuff, and he's probably very hands-off. If he really was the respected sheriff of [Unnamed Town], he probably had some experience with kids in the past, but I suspect between the trauma and some degree of wanting to keep everyone else safe, he's cold and aloof on purpose. He was probably more sociable before The Incident. (Much like a certain blond knight)
But he does work well with others in the DoH and is brief but polite to everyone, even the younger characters. (I cry every time he says "thanks" or "sorry" when another party member heals him... TT0TT)
All that aside, some of the more domestic hcs:
• I think Sunny is very skilled at sewing!! Living out in the wilds and not having access to new clothes very often/if at all means he had to get good at repairing his own clothes. And between sleeping out under the stars and the bullet holes, he has plenty of practice... (MD called him girly for it once, and with a completely straight face, Sunny said "Why do you think being self-sufficient is inherently feminine...?". MD never mentioned it again.)
• The trade-off however is that he's... Not an amazing cook. Everything is either eaten raw or roasted over a fire, and he doesn't have a ton of access to spices and herbs in the wilds... Very utilitarian in his cooking methods.
• That ties into the next point; the dude's got a cast iron stomach. If the guy can canonically down an infinite number of glasses of milk (LONG after most adults develop lactose intolerance), the guy can eat pretty much anything. Including whatever rattlesnakes (and cactus) he found to eat.
• Sunny is probably a very skilled dancer! If for no other reason other than dodging bullets for years lmao. MD catches a glimpse once. Sunny looks him dead in the eyes and says "No one will ever believe you."
• I've already discussed this, but Sunny probably used to be left-handed, and either due to societal necessity or an injury, he became ambidextrous!
• Now that I'm thinking about it actually, I drew Young Sundown in the comic with much less facial hair to just make him look younger... But it actually makes sense that between the depression (and possibly self loathing), he kinda uses the facial hair as like... A mask? Like, so he doesn't have to see himself in a way? (I might be reading too much into it, the OG art does show he shapes his scruff and it's not completely unkempt, so maybe it started as Depression Scruff, and he just shaves it as best he can with a knife lol)
• I used to hc that he didn't name his horse because he didn't want to get attached. (He just calls it Horse) But after talking to another Really Cool Wild West Artist in the JP fandom, it's not impossible that he could have had the same horse the entire time... So that's not a hill I need to die on lol.
• For obvious reasons, he's a hard guy to get to laugh. If he does, it's usually wry and understated. But on the rare occasion he does genuinely laugh, he's more inclined to stifle it at first, more out of habit than anything else. It takes a lot to get him rolling in the aisles.
...But that's getting into BBFF territory, which is a whole 'nuther post, and definitely not something I have rambled about at length and stored on a hidden discord server.
AND that's not talking about my Mad Dog hcs......
-gripping you anon- Do you see why I am in hell.
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my part of the huge telephone game hosted by @bowelfly!
full chain here
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Everytime I go into the Zosopp tag, I just see people SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING about the lack of posts IN the Zosopp tag. THE ZOSOPP ECONOMY IS IN SHAMBLES
#one piece#op fanart#zosopp#roronoa zoro#usopp#this was also just an excuse to play dress up with zoro and usopp XD#oh why is usopp wearing a detective outfit???#well im so glad you asked!!!#The gang stopped at this town on an island and there seemed to be some mysterIOUS shenanigans going on#robin and usopp formed a watson and sherlock holmes duo!!! but only usopp dressed for the part LOL#cue usopp getting super into his role and interviewing whoever he can while robin solves the whole mystery with just a few clues#she likes watching usopp have his fun tho wahah so she follows him around and nudges him in the wrong direction for funsies#the ultimate reveal ... usopp: MS BAKER IS THE ONE WHO STOLE THE COOKI- Robin: yeah they're all trading addictive drugs#Ms baker: DRATS and i wuda gotten away with it too if it werent for u two meddling kids!!!#am i talking about usopp and robin on my zosopp post? yeauh#anyways usopp is like wauwah ROBIN!!!!!! UUUU >:((((!!!!!#then he trots off to zoro because he hasnt seen him all day and he wants to tell him about the fun adventure he just had XD
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the persona 3 protagonist 25th anniversary nui in food appliances!
#lizzy speaks#persona 3#minato arisato#makoto yuki#guys friendly reminder that this is what adulthood is about dont listen to anyone who calls you cringe#hence why im putting these in the main tags. i mean they're not incorrect for what the photos are about. lmao#anyway this was a very fun birthday!!! i feel very loved and supported by so many people and i got to do very fun things (like this)...#i think... birthday is like thanksgiving to me. in the gratitude respect.#a reminder of all the lovely people that i have gotten a chance to meet and how i've learned from them#it makes me very happy to have been born... i think every day is a great day to celebrate life's grandeur + brilliance + magnificence#it's just a very poignant and strong feeling that i have that i'm happy to have met so many wonderful people#and while there are some people i've only known for brief periods of time or people who i havent really been good at keeping in contact wit#i do cherish it! im so grateful. so happy that there are people who cheer my silly shenanigans on#while there are ways in which aging makes me go “oh hmm” i think overall i'm happy that i get to keep on living and learning#i have so much fondness for humanity and people... like even if i dont get to talk to ppl directly i just get very emotional yknow#like wow.. you exist.. thats so fucking awesome... i hope you have an awesome day... im glad our paths could cross#if you have read up to this point of my tags.. thank you for reading and being part of my life#i will keep on being the silliest guy ive ever known! cheers to more shenyanigans and self-discovery :3
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I've been thinking about how you've made Talas' physique even MORE powerful lately. And now I'm just imagining him, one-armed, chucking Graves like the world's angriest javelin at their common enemies.
That's genuinely so in character that I had to draw it. Average hunting tactic... and Graves would be all too excited for it, honestly
#in all seriousness honestly im really glad !! This is kind of what i always imagined talas would actually look like :]#i just wasnt confident enough to draw him like that initially but little by little ive gotten better at conveying his body type properly#and i genuinely want him to come across as strong as hell even besides the fact that hes big. like i wanna convey it in shape too#he literally kills huge sea monsters for a living as a day job and then kills the other people who hunt those monsters for fun#and hes banned from walking into any tavern unless he drops his whole paycheck at the counter as soon as he enters#he should simply look the part so im trying my best for that. i have to do him justice#anyway thank u i hope u enjoy this too. i was gonna draw graves just being chucked on their own but then i drew the harpoon#and i thought it was so hilarious to have them on that instead than chucked like a football (which would also happen)#but in said case they'd be less excited about it#if u read all of this also props to you heres a present. its fish (slaps you in the face with it)#windyart#ask#anon#scribble comic#talas#graves#challenger deep
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love this animal. the saffron
#thinks abt them and cries forever (hasnt gotten anywhere near the oart where i will actually cry forever. probably)#like i JUST died to the king the first time and we're still in sillyfunny mode. i fear for this lads future#their Problems are beginning to set it tho .#n like. i already liked the group at first but theyre Really growing on me .. so so good#considering the way the game is im glad its not as repetitive as i was afraid of. tho it IS hard to remember stuff after a while#theres so many things to do and keep track of!!!!!! siffrin needs to get a notepad or smth my memory is just as bad as his#i was doing good w that part until we got to floor 3 ;; and theres still so many things in 1 and 2 to backtrack for.........#all in due time tho . and i still have a couple places where i need to use those star things at bc i got the right path first somehow.....#isat#isat spoilers#? i mean. the dying to the king first round is in the trailers so even i already knew abt that but. who knows
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happy one year to her and one of my better opening lines for a fic <3
now, because i'm curious:
#to hell and back again#i genuinely can't believe it's a year but i guess that's how time works huh :')#anyway umm gonna leave some retrospective thoughts in the tags:#1. i hold this fic near to my heart but also have a very complicated relationship with it now-#mostly bc i feel like my writing has improved so much and it's hard for me to reread parts of this lol#2. i honestly feel like it's a product of its time? like i think if i was publishing it now people wouldn't like it nearly as much#(especially with the opening line wHICH HAS A POINT AND COMES FULL CIRCLE AT THE END OK JUST TRUST ME)#3. on a sadder note this also means it's been a year since we had to put my family's eldest dog down#i remember i was gonna post this first chapter later when i had finished another fic up#but then our dog just like. straight up started dying on my mom's bedroom floor#and my mom was too distressed/upset to take her to the vet so i had to put her in my car and take her on my own#and then had to go to work right after that#so yeah i was upset and was like 'well dammit im gonna post this then bc it's silly and makes me laugh and i am sad'#so yeah!! some thoughts and behind the scenes info for anyone who's bothered to read this many tags#idk these things just feel like Tags thoughts not Post thoughts#anyway thanks for all the love this one has gotten!! i'm glad people are still enjoying it though *will voice* it's been a year mike#byler
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Honestly i do really appreciate this new trend of being happy and joyous whimsy and shit that has appeared on tumblr because it is a really wonderful thing to aspire to, and it’s really amazing to see so many people genuinely healing. But i really don’t like those posts that are acting like you are a scourge on society and the people around you if you’re like. Visibly and obviously depressed/suicidal/whatever and having a bad time. Like there’s an in between here…… not everyone is always going to be happy and whimsical and enjoying the beauty of life all the time….. sometimes mentally ill people are still going to act mentally ill…. Did you guys forget that… please don’t forget that… we are still trying
#i just don’t like those posts that are like CHOOSE ENJOY YOUR BEAUTIFUL LIFE OR BE MISERABLE AND DIE#like. look. I’m really glad a lot of you are healing. but part of healing is regression and you can’t be so rude to people#who aren’t at the same point of Happiness and Joy and Contentment With Life as you are#or who have maybe gotten to that point and then regressed back to the suicidal depression for whatever reason#like please keep people who are still deeply struggling and find it difficult to Be Happy in your heart okay?#i know you’re sick of seeing people revel in their depression and yeah it’s not great but sometimes you just need to let it be
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i think its unfair and kinda weird to compare ppl criticizing pjotv to ppl who dislike it because leah, a black girl, is annabeth because like, the only complaints i have are the awkward pacing and them doing just telling and barely any showing. like, i LOVE leah. i can love the show and still criticize it without being racist?. just because riordan, the writer, was on the writing and whatever doesnt mean the show is without its flaws
#i loved it but praying s2 is better pleaseeeee mgs#the underworld was my least fav part of s1 it was soooo ughhh but im glad its gotten on screen anyway#i feel crazy cause like i see ppl saying ppl who criticize pjotv are racist and wrong bc riordan was on the team but that literally. doesnt#mean that its amazing and has no flawss even the books have flaws and riordan was the writer ?? like come on.#lets be able to point out minor things we dislike while still enjoying the media as a whole#its not b&w#pjotv critique#pjotv crit#rr crit#coralpost
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I’ve gotten a bunch of new followers recently, so I figured I should introduce myself! My name is TJ and I like to make things. I started out crocheting, but over the years I’ve learned knitting, sewing, doll furniture making, sewing, and most recently embroidery. I usually link to the pattern in the notes when I post finished projects if I use someone else’s patterns, but I do frequently make my own patterns and have shared a bunch of both sewing and crochet patterns for free! If there’s ever a pattern you want a link to and you can’t find it in the notes of the post, please let me know! More info below the read more
That said, the pattern for the crochet UFO music box is available here or as a kit here, and the lemon armadillo pattern is available here. The rainbow quilt in the picture is a free pattern called the Postcards from Sweden quilt, the floral quilt is a crumb quilt with no pattern, the embroidery I made up as I went, and I designed the patterns for all the sewn plushies in that top picture.
I mostly post about things I’m making, and I’d say more than half the time what I make is plushies? Some tags I use to make it easier for my followers to blacklist non-crochet/non-sewing posts include #tj cooks, #tj bakes, #the person behind the yarn, #tj talks about work, and several others I can’t think of at the moment lol. I have some health issues that are now (thankfully) mostly under control, but I have pretty severe, fairly odd allergies and have weird salt issues and talk about that sometimes. I also play a few instruments, and very occasionally will post snippets of me playing and singing. Please let me know if there are any tags you’d suggest I use for blacklisting; I try to be sure I tag clearly enough for anything that needs to be blacklisted to be caught by the filters, but I am not infallible
#sewing#embroidery#crochet#plushies#quilting#long post#the person behind the yarn#idk what to put in an introduction-y post lol#I just do not want to get any more people asking for the pattern for the ufo#I am glad it has gotten notes! I am happy to share the link and glad to be directing people to the pattern designer#but I have linked it so many time I now link it (and the lemon armadillo) preemptively whenever I make a post like this#I do accept commissions but right now it will be a while before I accept any more#I have a huge list of holiday presents charity auction fills art trades and commissions to finish#before I can even think of adding another thing to my to-make list#but I bought the yarn today to finish one of the commissions#have a creature almost done for my nibling's yule gift#and I'll try to get at least part of the quilt for the kidlet done this weekend#after which point all of my Must Be Done By Mid-December list will be done#and I'll have a little more flexibility in my schedule#kids get their gifts in time for the holiday their family celebrates#the rest of my friends and family might get their gifts a little late and that's okay lol
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I knew there is something familiar about the healing. You are inspired by the best romance novel ever written, no wonder it scene in your fic is so amazing.
It is so nice, even though Wangxian and MDZS is nowhere near the galaxy level of Twilight Saga and Edward/Bella ethereal story when it comes to loves, devotion, sacrifice and well-written book with the best characters' development.
I wish MXTX will learn one or two things from Twilight Saga because her writing desperately needs some improvement. I read the second book of Heaven Official Blessing and cringed so bad at it I can't even finish it.
anon eye—
#asks#i read this and immediately choked on my water#i cannot fathom what to say to this so i shall simply say nothing at all#i have very neutral feelings about the twilight series (never having read it)#but my teenage self was made to watch bd part 1 in theaters#ENTIRELY against my will#and I'll have you know that the teenage stilton that still lives in my brain just had a heart attack#though she thought the vampire turning scene was pretty sick (in a good way)#anon I'm so glad you like twilight lol#but I am also so so glad that mxtx did not learn ANYTHING from it whatsoever#anyway#this is the most unique compliment for tmaaf I've ever gotten and I take it gratefully#because that was a damn fine bit of cinematography#i'm not entirely sure that it was anatomically correct#but what else is fanfic for?#😆
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