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Imagine waking up tied up in your Yanderes' home, with a grinder between your legs. They're using it to keep you distracted and calm- to keep your mind away from how terrifying the situation is. They don't hurt you, but when you're good they'll use a vibrator inside you to keep you pliant. Pavloving your brain to correlate themself with pleasure. Just stop struggling for them, they promise it'll be amazing.
#yandere#nsft yandere#gn reader#yandere imagines#nsft yandere imagines#yandere x reader#yandere f/o x reader#male reader#female reader#evil f/o#nsft f/o#tw: kidnapping#tw: yandere#tw: cnc#tw: nc
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We've always shared the bed at sleepovers, and everytime I fall asleep in anticipation of you using my sleeping body, which is always ready for you...
#r4p3b4it#fauxc3st#r@petoy#sibcest#dumb slvt#fauxcest#free use slvt#c/nc#cnc somno#tw somno#somno fantasy
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New messy awful evil stupid religious idiot hot Rosekiller on my AO3 for @messymoony rn.
Enjoy
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Had a thought about Azula’s plan after the war is desperately trying to seduce Zuko so she can kill him and escape but in the process she catches feelings…
Yessssss
I feel like this works for Azula and Zuko at almost any point during the story, except instead of needing to kill him and escape, she just wants something else.
My headcanon for after the finale is that Zuko keeps Azula imprisoned but can't resist visiting her all of the time. She plays mind games with him but he's not totally unaware that she's trying to (and sometimes succeeding at) manipulating him. She starts working on seducing him. Naturally he resists at first but then gives in. And at some point she realizes she wants to be with him. Maybe she even had a chance to escape and chose not to, deciding to keep working on him until he wants to be with her, too, not just in prison but in the palace.
#asks#maseratus#zucest#shipcest#azula and zuko#azula and zuko: commentary#commentary#noiv#nr#avatar: the last airbender#tw: incest#r: brosis#nc
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Thor
Ultimate Universe: A New Era Begins
#marvel#avengers#marveledit#comicedit#thoredit#thor#thor odinson#1610#ultimate universe: a new era begins#marco checchetto#ultimates#marvel comics#avengerscompoundedit#uggghh do not want this to happen#they should have left it dead#just like marco's art and thor so i'm pretending that's not from the tw*nc*st universe
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Asking you about Shadow's Chaos Energy, boots and rings!!!
First off, I love you.
Secondly, yesIcandothatabsolutelthankyouforasking.
This is *entirely* headcanon. There is no evidence for this. Prepare for an absolute ramble.
(I want to state here- I am not a medical professional. This is purely for fun. I'm blending basic medical science and electrical sciences with science fiction. This is fiction. I'm not claiming it's real, and I'm not even claiming to perfectly understand the science. This is for fun. It's fucking hedgehogs XD)
( tw // body horror, just in case.)
Chaos Energy- I think Chaos Energy works like energy in this world, specifically electric just because of how it's depicted, and follows similar theories. Where it deviates is, like, it's a fantasy world, right? And there is obvious mentions and uses of magic and other stuff. I think the Chaos Energy in Sonic's world is BOTH standard scientific energy AND magic, following both sets of rules simultaneously.
Specifically, both energy (electric or not) and, by (most) common conjectures and fantasy systems, magic, have a give and take. We have seen what happens when something/someone gets overwhelmed with chaos energy, and we have also seen what happens to the chaos emeralds themselves when they are overcharged/undercharged.
I mention this because I want to establish that Sonic's dumb fucking luck, Shadow's chaos energy, Amy's multi-faceted magic, and Silver's time travel- they all fall under the purview of Chaos Energy in its various forms with its various uses.
We have also seen machines run on Chaos Energy. Hell, we've seen Chaos Energy replicated in Chaos Drives. However, with it being largely described as 'unstable' or 'unpredictable,' it's a bit of a gamble to use.
So WHY do I care so much about this with Shadow?
THESE THINGS!
(before I continue, shout out to @autisticshadowthehedgehog, and also, go check out their awesome headcanon/theory which is WHERE I found this image, finally. I had been looking for images of these since Xenohog showed me and couldn't find them again.)
Just gonna quote @autisticshadowthehedgehog here since they put it most succinctly:
"A prototype of Shadow that is present in the cutscene of Black Doom and Gerald Robotnik finalizing Shadow’s creation in Shadow the Hedgehog (2005), it’s obscured from sight but it’s there along with other tubes with other prototype Shadows."
What this translates to me to mean is that Project Shadow, even AFTER Black Doom's genetic donation, still struggled.
There have been a multitude of studies surrounding how electricity and electrical pulses can impact cellular growth. There's a bit of a back-and-forth about how effective it is and *when* it's effective. There is a dedicated field of medicine specifically for this called Bioelectric medicine. Absolutely wild stuff.
If you like reading up on this sort of thing, here are some fun studies you can read about.
X / X / X
Anyway, this is where I get funky with it.
I like to think that Gerald, after trying and failing to get Project Shadow to grow correctly and live, and in running out of time with GUN, BUILT an electrical infrastructure around which Shadow's body grew. Gerald BUILT Shadow's ability to control Chaos Energy into their body LITERALLY.
By doing so, he was able to directly control the electric impulses for cellular growth (to speed up/stabalize/fine tune the growth), and also give better and more-stable 'wiring,' for lack of a better descriptor, for the Chaos Energy to be utalized through.
However, because of the unstable nature of Chaos Energy, Gerald needed to employ... well, Sonic X calls them 'limiters' and Archie calls them 'inhibitors'. I don't remember if there is a term for them used in-game and I'm VERY much a 'game lore is the only lore I care about' sort of bastard so I'm going to be a bit nebulous here due to the lack of a concrete term. I'll do the best I can though. First, however let me break down some terminology.
Electricity limiter - thing that limits current flow
Surge arrester- protects against voltage surges
Surge limiter- limits the magnitude of voltage surges.
WOW! WHO WOULD NEED THAT, CONSIDERING THEY'RE BUILT TO HARNESS A VERY UNSTABLE/UNPREDICTABLE POWER SOURCE?????
So my thought is that ONLY Shadow can use THEIR inhibitors because they're literally BUILT FOR THEIR SYSTEM. Maybe it's a magnetic connection, or literally a little plug in/plug out action, but they are built for THEIR SYSTEM and THEIR SYSTEM ALONE. IT would also explain why they can take the ones on their wrist off OCCASIONALLY, but not the ones on their ANKLES, because they would absolutely combust with no ability to limit the amount of Chaos Energy coursing through their body. Like, I use the phrase 'pop a gasket' jokingly but I'm kinda not kidding when I say that about Shadow. Dude could just electrically (chaotically?) fry themselves.
(side not, with both electricity and magic, there are conductive metals, and gold is a highly conductive metal in both circles. Amy's gold bracelets would be for her to better tune into the Chaos Energy/Magic and Silver's could be to also harnes Chaos Energy to help with their telekinesis. Sonic doesn't wear/use/need any because he is, I say this all the time and I say this lovingly, that bitch with the blue hair and pronouns who just walks in and freeballs everything and WINS.)
EDIT: Totally forgot to talk about the boots can we talk about the boots I've been dying to talk about the boots all day!
So, two more bits I need to go over, which also kinda factor into the inhibitors and how they work. Gonna be citing Wikipedia.
Overcurrent- larger than intended/designed electrical current exists through the conductor.
Overvoltage- raising the voltage (electric pressure) beyond designed limit of the circuit or electrical element.
SIDE NOTE: Electrical elements can include but are not limited to: resisters, capacitors, and inductors.
And what happens if you fuck with an electrical system and overwhelm its capacity? You've seen warnings for it, I'm sure.
It's fire.
Well, really, it's heat. And sparks. And shit that will cause fire. You overwhelm an electric system, you run the risk of fire. You can burn the writing and cause permanent damage to the system, which may result in melting or outright open electrical-induced flame.
The inhibitors work to stop that but you don't want that to be your ONLY failsafe. That would be dumb. And it's not like you can build an electrical breaker into the bastard, so what do you do?
You give it an inconspicuous outlet. One that utilizes the energy in a way that is productive to the system.
LIKE HIS ROCKET BOOTS.
Shut up, gremlin.
Air shoes, were they to exist like they do in Sonic's universe, would have a mechanical component which would most likely be electrically powered for air intake and outtake, forcing air out at a rate fast enough to propel. However, in every depiction of Shadow's shoes, from the very beginning, there's some sort of energy being expulsed. if Shadow so chooses, they can HOVER. They don't have to move they can just HOVER.
Okay, you say, okay, but they use colored light trails to denote speed in the Sonic universe. Fine, sure, I'll entertain the idea that these are just air shoes, but then something needs to be powering them. A physical battery would be too unstable, especially with the fact that these are taking a pounding constantly. Artifical Chaos, though more stable than regular Chaos Energy, still has it's faults, and also, there is an energy supply ALREADY PRESENT. If Shadow is able to harness and utilize chaos energy, then it would make the most sense in my opinion to have the energy being used be just straight Chaos Energy, pulled directly from our favorite mall goth icon.
Shadow alone powers the shoes.
Again, like with the inhibitors, you can come up with fun ways that they could click into the circuitry system that is Shadow. I... like the idea of Shadow being more monsterous then they realize, which is revealed as time goes on, but one of my favorite concepts (one that I've seen actually fairly often) is that Shadow has the three-toed black-arms feet. It would explain the wide/high toebox of their shoes. But I'm gonna add onto that and go hey, hey, what if we made it more fucked up and there was literally a little hole in their heel, with a pin or plug being in the shoe, that Shadow's foot fits directly into and ONLY Shdaow's foot fits directly into like the most fucked up iteration of Cinderella you can imagine. Ey? Ey? How we feeling on that one?
So yeah, with this headcanon, Shadow's a funky-ass little critter, a little critter with a wire harness.
Cheers <3 Thank you, SO MUCH, for letting me ramble about this. It's not even a headcanon I think about THAT OFTEN but even so, I love it and I don't talk nearly enough about it as I want to.
#shadow the hedgehog#headcanon#au#tw // body horror#nowonderi-nc#ask#THANK YOU I LOVE YOU THANK YOU!!!!!#op rambles#sonic#sega#sth
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TAZ NC Day 3: Three!
Magnus was never good at sleeping. He was too— too restless for that. His legs could never quite stay still, his mind would never shut up. And he got overwhelmingly hot far too quickly. And then overwhelmingly cold after he threw all the blankets off. His ma used to tell him that he slept like a puppy, thrashin' around and chasing things in his sleep. When he told Julia that, she had laughed and said that just about summed it up.
His sleep had gotten worse since he lost Julia. A lot of things had gotten worse since then.
Magnus sighed, turning over. The tarp he had laid over the ground didn't do much to soften the various rocks and sticks, and his sleeping bag wasn't any help either. Next to him, Merle snoozed away. He had lost his pants somewhere since he had laid down and Magnus didn't even want to think about that. On his other side, Taako was propped up near a tree, snug in his sleeping bag. Magnus knew he was fucked when Taako fell asleep before him. Taako wasn't even supposed to sleep, he was pretty sure.
He turned over onto his back this time, looking up at the starry sky. It had been… Gods, had it been six years already? Nearly six years, at least, since he lost Julia. Since he lost Steven and Raven's Roost and the little budding hope he had in his future. He felt like it had barely been half that time and, at the same time, it had been twice as much. Time didn't mean much to him after that. Nothing really did.
He had wandered aimlessly for a while, brushing off housing offers by those who survived the bombings. They still saw him as a hero back there. How could he be a hero if he hadn't even properly got rid of their villain? How could he be a hero at all? He supposed it was that kind of thinking that got him into the advertising business. At the very least, he was helping someone. And if he got Got while trying to fight some stupid thing? Well, that was no one's fault but his own.
In the adventuring business, there were very few places to mess up. And Magnus had made his fair share of mistakes, but he always got the job done. No one really cared until Merle.
Here's the thing about Merle: He just kept popping up every time Magnus thought he was gone. That man was a disaster in a way that even Magnus wasn't, but gods-damn, he had great timing. His shitty healing had gotten Magnus out of a few of his worse spots, even as Magnus had begged him to leave. After one particularly nasty wound (turns out taking on a pack of hellhounds— hellpuppies, really— wasn't the smartest thing to do alone), Merle had practically glued himself to his side.
"You don't get to die on my watch," he had said. As if saving people who would much rather just deal with the consequences of their actions was an everyday occurrence for him. When it became obvious that Merle wasn't leaving, Magnus stopped complaining.
And they roped Taako in eventually. Well, Magnus saved him from some kind of demon bear— it's— it's a whole story by itself, but the point remained: Taako got roped into sticking with them and suddenly Magnus was very aware of what his actions looked like from the outside.
They weren't— they weren't exactly your standard adventuring group. Hell, more often than not they got more injured on the way to the monster than they did actually fighting the thing. But for once, it was okay. For once, Magnus felt… a part of something. In a way that mattered. It wasn't just him anymore. He had two people on his side once more.
Three was a pretty good number.
Hammer and Tongs had three bedrooms attached to it. Two upstairs and one downstairs near the shop. Magnus used to have the downstairs room until it became obvious he and Julia weren't going to be spending the night in their own rooms anymore. Steven had not so much traded as he just decided to move all of Magnus's things into Julia's room and all of his own things downstairs. That left an empty bedroom of course, and they had plans to— for—
"Mags."
Merle's voice startled him. Magnus jumped, reaching for his ax, but Merle sat up very quickly, hushing him.
"You're gonna wake up Taako," he hissed.
"Taako isn't asleep, homie," Taako said from the depths of his sleeping bag.
Magnus exhaled, trying to get his heart rate back down. Merle reached over to take his hand, squeezing tightly.
"You okay?" he asked.
Magnus had to squint to see him in the dark— Merle was squinting too, but that was probably because his glasses were off. Taako's eyes just about poked out of his sleeping back, looking at them both with what could either be disdain or worry. It was hard to tell with Taako sometimes, but Magnus got the message anyway.
"I…" Magnus glanced between them. He swallowed back some tears. "I will be, I think."
#taz nc#taz november celebration#magnus burnsides#merle highchurch#taako#taz#taz balance#mine#ise cube writing#i could not resist doing Three on day three sldkfsdf#pls enjoy!#tw suicidal ideation#passively at least#ask to tag#<- fr if anyone needs anything else on this tag pls let me know
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cute
#art#my art#digital art#artists on tumblr#drawing#cc by nc sa#doodle#bright colors#eyestrain#thekitty#sparks alight#sparklecare#sparklecare hospital#tw sui ideation#oc art
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Dean: *is heterosexual, homophobic, misogynistic, racist, and a Proud American^TM; is meant to be in order to appeal to a conservative audience, and if he does anything “feminine” it’s literally for a laugh because of how solidly he conforms to cisheteronormative standards outside of that (see: his fanboying over soap operas); he is thee macho man of the show, and he not only adheres to but loves the self-serving flaws of the culture he’s a part of*
Dean Stans: Well we don’t care about the actual implications of his character being, at its base, a glorification of cishet white American patriarchy. What if I wanted to see him fuck the first white guy who is remotely available.
#and thus came both w*nc-st and dusty yell stans#anti dean winchester#dean critical#fandom critical#show critical#spn meta#spn#tw homophobia#tw misogyny#tw racism
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the candles burned out the light | kim gun-woo/kim myeong-gil, bloodhounds (2023) | 4.7k | explicit | noncon
Violence is an art he has mastered.
tagging all my pals who are in myeonggun rarepair hell with me (or have otherwise expressed interest in my writing for this fandom): @pondsphuwin, @convenientalias, @godotismissingx, @bobafvcks, @highflyerwings, @rhaenys-queenofkhyrulzz, @pashminabitch, @cumberbatchedandproud 💙
#bloodhounds#bloodhounds netflix#bloodhounds kdrama#bloodhounds 2023#kim myeong gil#kim gun woo#myeonggun#blood tw#violence tw#noncon tw#uhh not the scar convo i promised but i hope you'll enjoy the nc instead??? *chucks it at you and runs away*#i'm well aware this isn't everyone’s cup of tea (or that ppl might have moved on from this fandom/pairing already)#so even if i tagged you please feel free to ignore this <3 it's no problem at all!!#seamayweed fic#seamayweed stuff
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I know I've been giving big brothers so much love but...
The thought of a big sister or even mommy using me, corrupting me just makes me lose all words and thoughts 🤤🤤
~ I love you big sis, I'll do anything to help you!
~ Of course I trust you mommy, I know you'll only do what's best for your baby.
#r4p3b4it#fauxc3st#r@petoy#sibcest#dumb slvt#fauxcest#free use slvt#c/nc#tw fauxcest#md/lg babygirl#md/lb little#big sis lil sis#big sis lil bro
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Literally this idea
hhh in love w/them fr
TW: NONCON TALKS, NC SOMNO, not excplicit but its the main topic!!!
they just can't help it!! seeing you all scared, tears welling up in your eyes asking them to stay over and protect you!!!! you cant understand why you keep waking up all wet n horny while they sleep right next to you!!!
its gotten to the point you'll subconsciously seek them out, rut your pussy against either of their legs and their NOT supposed to play with you?? your literally asking for it!! and wearing the skimpy pjs???
and after all, its not wrong if you want it...unconscious or not
#tw: noncon#tw: nc somno#tw:noncon somno#tw: somno#darkvixxen#hellcheer x reader#dark!hellcheer x reader#dark!eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x reader#dark!eddie munson#chrissy cunningham x reader#dark!chrissy cunningham#dark!crhissy cunningham x reader
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Acutally fickign crazy how someoe ME ME ME MEME EME ME couldl accualy be like hey guys can yall help me im not feling good and theyll be like THE WEATHERS FUXKING CRAZY TODAY like alr thx for amswering i guess ill just kill myself
#onikspeaks#tw sui joke#tw suicidal joke#GTNSCJWJBJEVKFGIWNVJKE VNDN BE SN. ND. FM D.VN DN NC. MCVNENVNE CMENFNWK#THE WAETHWR. THE WATERHE QUITE CHILLY INNIT BRUV#struggling here#mental health struggles#mental hwelrh mattwrs until ur not uwu sad boy but actually thinkgjn some VILE shit#killing myself#thees a tag dfor that good to know#we all just depressed arnet we#🤟😝💅
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I’m back in my rypay phase, the most lonesome task is shipping twincest from a children’s movie series that is almost 2 decades old 💔
Isn't life just one big rypay phase?
It's so hard being obsessed with an old ship.
#asks#anonymous#rypay#ryan and sharpay#ryan and sharpay: uncategorized#high school musical#tw: incest#r: brosis#nc
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Falling for You
It's @taznovembercelebration day 27! We're so close to the end of the month! Today's prompt was "Ow!" - just to warn you, there's some mention of blood, it's not extensively, but there is a grazed and bleeding knee.
Read below or on Ao3. Catch yesterday's here if you missed it!
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“Ow!” Says Taako, loudly, really loudly, because if he has to be in pain then he at least gets to yell about it.
He debates just staying down. Maybe if he simply melts into the floor he won’t have to deal with the consequences of falling over and spilling his very large, very expensive, ‘treat for the week’ fancy drink down himself in public. His knee’s definitely bleeding, he can tell from the prickly pain, and also all the blood on it when he tried to look. Maybe if he just pretends it’s not happening it’ll be fine? No one can laugh at him if they think he’s seriously injured.
“Are you okay?” Asks Kravitz. Handsome, unobtainable Kravitz.
Because of course he does. Who else would witness Taako in a ridiculous moment if not Mr-Put-Together, Mr Casually-Wearing-A-Three-Piece-Suit-Every-Day-Of-His-Life, Mr Taako’s-Perfect-Man?
Taako plays dead. More time to think.
“Taako?” Kravitz sounds worried enough that Taako cracks an eye open.
Kravitz’s face is close, he kneels close by, hand out as if he wants to touch but isn’t sure if he’s allowed. Welcome to Taako’s world.
“Hey handsome, what’s a nice guy like you doing in a place like this?” Taako rests his head on his arm, casually, mysteriously, handsomely.
“I was just here to get a drink and… well.” Kravitz struggles to find a nice way to say ‘I saw your idiot self stack it and tip a bucket of coffee which was more milk and sugar syrup than anything else over yourself and that derailed my day a bit actually.’
“Well, as you can see, cha’boy’s all good, funky fresh, just, you know, hanging out.”
“You’re hanging out?” Kravitz asks, voice cracking slightly.
“Uh huh.” Taako doesn’t nod, it feels a little bit like his brain’s going at a different speed to the rest of him.
“Down here?”
“Yep, what part of this looks like it wasn’t on purpose?” What’s with this interrogation! It’s just plain rude not to believe his blatant lies.
“Taako, you’re bleeding.” Kravitz’s voice is so low, so soft, he’s close enough that Taako can smell his weird mix of old man cologne and bow resin and it shouldn’t be hot but it is every time.
If he’d known all he had to do to achieve this level of intimacy with Kravitz was lob himself on the ground he would have done it ages ago.
“‘Tis but a scratch, my man.”
“The source material doesn’t paint that quote as being the best defence here.” Kravitz is smiling now. Taako likes making him smile. Maybe he could do it more.
“Well Taako’s fairly sure all the important stuff is still attached. No need to worry”
Kravitz looks like he wants to test that theory. Taako’s willing to let him. He has some suggestions about which bits Kravitz should check on first.
“Hmm.” Kravitz sounds unconvinced of Taako’s okay-ness. “At least let me take a look at your knee.”
“Fine.” Taako says. He sighs dramatically, flawlessly feigns a huff.
“I mean, I won’t if you don’t want me to, I don’t want to touch you without permission or…”
Taako’s already rolling over. Stupid respectful idiot.
“There you go handsome, get an eyeful.”
Kravitz snorts, grabs a pair of latex gloves from his bag, and begins prodding.
“Does Taako even wanna know why you’re carting those gloves everywhere with you, kemosabe? Got a hot date? Or do you just look for men to prod in the street?” Taako realises a second too late the implication nestled in what he’s saying, but fuck it, he smiles through it and hopes Kravitz doesn’t mention anything.
“It could be both.” He says, absently, focused on making Taako’s knee hurt as much as possible apparently.
“It sure coul… Owfuck!”
“Hmm.” Kravitz frowns at his knee.
“Having fun there?” Taako tries not to squinch his face up too much as Kravitz prods again.
“Huh? Oh! Sorry Taako. I’m just trying to make sure the cut’s clean and the bleeding is stopping.”
“Uh huh. Remember it’s attached.”
“I should hope so… ah. Yes. Sorry, I’m not used to dealing with patients who can feel pain. Anyway, you look to be fine, I think it’ll close up soo…”
“Nope, no way, turn that horse around there my guy, why are you dealing with patients and why can’t they feel pain?”
“Because they’re dead.” Kravitz says, as if that’s a reassuring answer to the question.
“You have to tell me right now if you’re a serial killer.”
“I’m a doctor, Taako, I work in the mortuary.”
“Yeah, sure, that’s what they all say, if I had a gold piece for every time…”
“How many times have you heard that?” Kravitz interrupts.
“Look, cha’boy’d have one gold piece, but still.”
“Has Sloane didn’t mentioned my job then?”
“What do you think?”
“She didn’t?”
“She didn’t.”
“Shit. I mean, er…”
“Fuck?” Taako supplies, helpfully.
Kravitz laughs again, gold star to Taako.
“Fuck.” Kravitz affirms. “I thought this time she might have mentioned it as then it wouldn’t send you running because you were warned and armed.”
“Hey, bones, look!” Taako wiggles both of his arms. It’s feeble, he’s shaken, but it succeeds in making Kravitz laugh again. “I’m armed.”
“It certainly looks like it.” Kravitz drags his eyes appreciatively over Taako’s biceps and he feels a rush of gratitude replace the resentment towards Lup for making him do the ridiculous plank challenge with her.
“Cha’boy doesn’t exactly have a conventional job either. I don’t mind if you’re the grim reaper.”
“I don’t collect souls, Taako… only toes.” Kravitz can’t keep a straight face long enough to convince Taako of the lie.
“Uh huh. How about numbers, do you collect them?”
Kravitz smiles broadly. “I don’t know if I’m interested in a collection, but if the right one came my way I might be inclined to acquire it.”
“I hear 3 is a magic one.”
“Hmmm, no, I think I’m okay for 3.”
“42? Meaning of life, pretty spiffy if you ask Taako.”
“I’m all good on that front. Contractually I have to believe working is the meaning of life, otherwise the government can fire me.”
“You’re a hard one to please, Mr Reaper Man… how about, Taako’s number?”
“Now that’s a number I’d be very interested in acquiring.”
#TW Blood#It's not extensively mentioned but there's a scraped knee and it's bleeding#taz nc#taz november celebration#Noodyl Writes#Taakitz
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my mother is visiting me tomorrow and my anxiety is through the roof because i Don't Like Her :)))) it will be a suffering kind of day until she leaves
#she wanted to come for my birthday next month... i'll be 33 i do not care about birthday anymore#also the last time you visited i found out you did an Illegal Wire Fraud that bankrupted my entire life savings and forced me to change ban#and i still have ptsd just thinking about it!!!!#i should've listened to my therapist and gone NC years ago but here we are#tw parental trauma#idk what to tag this as lmk if i need to add tags bc jfc i wish she would go away forever
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