I Continue To Redraw Old Art (Eden Belongs To @parasocialitevn)

Wow thank you so much for the fanfiction! He raised my self-esteem a little!

They Believe What?

Flags: mild angst, body issues, self doubt

MC has body issues, that they have hid from the brothers. Now that a fancy ball is on the horizon those doubts have risen, and they seek to change themselves thinking it will make things better, make the brothers feel proud to be with them. Not realizing that the brothers already feel proud of MC. When they find out, they find a way to make MC understand, they don’t need to change. The are perfect and loveable as they are!

Beel rummaged through the fridge, agitated and frowning. “There’s gotta be something! I gotta find something!” Mammon shut the kitchen door and entered the family room. “What’s got Beel all upset? He’s in the kitchen acting like he’s done somethin’ to make Lord Diavolo mad!” He threw himself into a chair and flicked through his apps on his phone. Satan put his book down and frowned. “I’m not sure, but I think it might have to do with MC. Beel gave them one of his cupcakes and they turned it down. Beel was upset but didn’t say anything at the time.” Levi looked up from his game. “MC turned it down? That’s funny… MC loves those cupcakes almost as much as Beel.” Asmo nodded as he placed a tiny star on his fingernail, positioning it just so. “Oooh I love them too, so I know MC would never turn one down! It’s not like we get them on a regular basis!” He blew gently to help dry the glue. Then he looked up. “But, you know..is it me, or has MC seemed off lately?” The others frowned but nodded. MC had been off.

Satan nodded. “They barely moved at the cat cafe. Normally they play with the cats, but this time they just sat and listlessly pet them. They said they were tired..” He frowned as he recalled the memory.

Belphie sat up from his nap, rubbing his eyes. “Yeah, yesterday when I asked if they would nap with me, they just got mad and pushed me away.” He pouted, acting the disgruntled younger brother, but silently he worried. Why would MC push him away?

The front door opened and Lucifer entered, arms loaded with bags. “Mammon! Come help me.” He handed bags over to Mammon who’d reluctantly got up after being threatened to lose his precious Goldie. “Wha’ is all this?” He tried to look inside a bag.

“MC asked me to pick some things up for them on the way home.” Lucifer’s eyebrows furrowed. “Although I’m unclear why we need so much yogurt and celery. I think even Beel would take some time to make a dent in this amount.” Asmo started, his jewelled nail accessories falling off the table. “What did you say?! Yogurt and celery!?” His voice rose to a shriek as he flung himself at Mammon and ripped a bag out of his hands. “Oh no! Oh no! There are grapefruits as well! Oh MC!”

The others stared at him in shock. Lucifer coughed and spoke up. “And why, exactly does this upset you Asmo?” The others nodded, totally baffled at Asmo’s reaction, like something horrible had happened. Asmo whipped out a container of yogurt and waved it around to emphasize his words. “Because MC was complaining they were fat! Fat! And that they needed to do something quick! Before the RAD dance Diavolo has planned! Don’t you see??!” He threw the container on the table and started pulling groceries out of the bags. “This! All of this! MC thinks this”, he sneered the words out, “diet! Ugh! Is going to solve all the problems they think they have because they hate their body!”

Mammon gasped.”wait, ya sayin’ that MC doesn’t like themselves? Why the hell not? They’re gorgeous! You all agree right!?” He glanced at the others who were all nodding in agreement. MC had shown them pictures that they’d said were of people who humans desired and wanted to be like, but none of them had considered that MC thought they were less than those other humans. In each of their eyes, MC was perfect. Lucifer loved how they cared for his brothers and himself. Mammon loved their wild side, how it was tempered by a practical side. Levi loved that they listened and would ask questions about his gaming and anime. Satan loved their ability to see the good in anyone, how they were so gentle with the animals, and how they loved to read.

Asmo loved them for their beauty, their generosity and how outspoken they were. He secretly tried to act like MC when he encountered something that made him feel less, he never knew they suffered from the same self doubts!

Beel loved their appetite, their laughter and how at peace he felt around them. And Belphie, he loved their body. He thought their body was perfect as it was. He loved to hold them and hear their breath, feel their body move as they slept beside him. He loved how forgiving they were and how they obviously loved him and his brothers.

The seven stared at the bags on the table.

“Right, well we can’t let them continue to believe that crap!” Asmo glared at the yogurt. “We need to convince MC that there is nothing wrong with them, they are beautiful!”

MC huffed in frustrated amusement. They’d tried to cut back on what they ate and, once again found themselves being thwarted by the brothers. MC would have thought it was deliberate, but no…surely not? Beel himself said he was training for an upcoming game, and had invited them to do some altered training with him, to keep him company. Unfortunately, although the exercise was welcome, Beel and the others insisted that MC follow the same diet. Satan assured MC that he’d adjusted the amounts for a human, but it still seemed like lots. And the affection? Where was that coming from? Suddenly none of the brothers could leave a room, go to bed, move between classes without needing a hug, a kiss or just for MC to sit in their lap. What had gotten into them?

And now the dance was just two weeks away! What were they going to do? There was no way they’d find anything to compete with how sexy and beautiful most of the students were, never mind how Good the brothers would look in their tailored outfits! MC sighed in despair and gasped as Barbatos suddenly appeared around the corner of the RAD hall.

“Ah MC. I was looking for you. The Young Master has requested your presence.” He held his arm out and MC took it knowing he’d just stand there, in the same pose, otherwise.

As they entered the student council room, MC was amazed at the fabrics draped all over. A tall thin demon stood next to Diavolo, a bolt of gorgeous silk in his hands. He turned as they entered and MC was surprised to see his eyes light up, and a delighted smile appear on his face. “Ah, My Lord! Is this the one you asked me to meet? This delightful vision? Their soul, it shines beyond any I have seen before! This surely cannot be a human? No it is one of the angelic race yes?” He fluttered towards MC, his words fast as he circled them, his hands lifting their hair, then turning their face to catch the light. “Surely I will be awarded the highest honour to creat an outfit for this divine creature! I accept, you must allow it!”

Diavolo chuckled and bent to kiss MC. “That is okay with you, isn’t it MC? You will allow Mr. Machiatelli the honour of creating your costume for the dance?” MC stared at them all stunned. Their voice squeaked. “Mr. Machiatelli? The famous Devildom designer? Asmo loves his work and shows me all the new pieces he designs. Why would?”

The designer clapped his hands, interrupting MC. “It is settled then! I will create a masterpiece to showcase this divinity! My work will shine more than the heavens with this beautiful creature as my canvas! My Lord I cannot thank you enough for this opportunity!” Tears in his eyes, Mr. Machiatelli kissed Lord Diavolo’s fingers, kissed MC’s fingers and then abruptly kicked everyone but his two attendants out of the room as they spun MC this way and that. The attendants taking notes snapped at them from the designer. Fabrics were picked and discarded, sketches were made and tossed aside. Then one of the attendants gasped. “Master! The Queen Maud silks!” The designer froze, then cried. “Of course! Of course, they are the only fabric suitable! Give me the pad!” He sketched intensely, skipping from side to side, glaring at MC, mumbling under his breath before suddenly stopping. He stared at what he sketched. His attendants looked over his shoulders and gasped. One of them ran to the door and called for Lord Diavolo who suddenly appeared. Mr.Machiatelli handed over his sketch pad reverently, sweat beading his brow. Diavolo looked at the sketch then at MC. His face broke into a huge smile! “Yes! You will make this for them! I demand it. This will be their design, no one else shall wear this.” Mr. Machiatelli clapped his hands in delight. “It shall be as you say my Lord! This will be my crowning jewel, the ultimate creation of my life’s work! I shall name it after this delightful muse you have brought into my life! The works I will create for you!” He turned as he said this and bowed so deep MC thought he’d fall over! They blushed, but couldn’t get a word in, as Diavolo started telling the designer what else he expected of him, when they needed the outfit, and that he could have exclusive use of rooms Barbatos had set up for the designer specifically. MC was escorted home, their mind spinning.

The day of the dance and MC found themselves in a flurry of activity. Asmo had inserted himself into the design of their outfit so he could coordinate their makeup, nails and jewelry. The jewelry, that MC found out, had been bought by Lucifer. Because as Asmo said, “nobody has an eye for jewelry that is better than Lucifer!” MC was too afraid to ask how much it had cost after seeing the gems set in platinum. Asmo spent 3 hours on MC. Between the bath, the massage with scented lotions, the application of nail polish, styling their hair and their makeup, MC was terrified to look in a mirror! Luckily Asmo wouldn’t let them. Instead he opened his closet door, where Barbatos stood at the threshold. MC blinked, before realizing that Barbatos had built a portal and instead of being in Asmo’s closet he was actually in a room at the castle. MC could see Mr. Machiatelli barking orders at his attendants in the background.

As Asmo led them forward, Mr.Machiatelli turned and gasped. “Ah! My divine creature! You are more magnificent than the last time I saw you!” He rushed forward to kiss MC, but Asmo intercepted him with a chiding, “Ah! No,no! You’ll ruin all the hard work I put in!” Asmo pushed the designer back so MC could enter the room properly.

Mr.Machiatelli scowled briefly at Asmo then turned towards a shrouded mannequin. “Your costume awaits, my delightful muse!” His eyes sparkled, his movements became even more elaborate. As Diavolo, Barbatos and Asmo gathered around you, he pulled the shroud off and revealed the outfit.

Everyone was stunned silent. Then Asmo squealed in delight. “Oh! Oh! It’s the Queen Maud silks! You used the silks! The Machiatelli’s (the name for Mr. Machiatelli’s followers ) have been dying to know when you would use them! And you picked MC!💕💕” Asmo broke out his phone and started snapping photos. “To be at the momentous moment in time! We have to document this! I’ll be the envy of everyone!” Barbatos picked the phone from Asmo’s grasp as Diavolo spoke up. “I understand your desire Asmo, but you must promise to wait until MC is presented at the dance before revealing photos taken here? You don’t want to ruin MC’s moment do you?” He tilted his head in question and stared at Asmo, who paled in response. “Oh. Oh MC!” He grabbed MC around the waist, careful not to ruin the work he’d spent hours on. “I’m so sorry! I forgot why we were here! You’ll forgive me? Please?”

MC patted his back, “of course Asmo. I knew you didn’t mean anything bad. You were just excited.” MC smiled and kissed his cheek making Mr. Machiatelli sigh in envy.

“Enough, enough! We must dress our majestic divinity as they deserve to be dressed!” With that the attendants grabbed MC and took them to a corner of the room which had curtains set up. Mr. Machiatelli picked the outfit up reverently and followed them.

Diavolo, Barbatos and Asmo stood waiting, both Asmo and Diavolo fidgeting, while Barbatos stood at attention not moving a muscle.

When the murmurs and MC’s gasps stopped, Mr.Machiatelli stepped through the curtain. His smile was blinding as he bowed to those waiting. “And now, what you are all waiting for!” He swept the curtains aside and revealed..

Asmo started crying. Diavolo turned red and Barbatos started hiccuping from swallowing wrong. MC stared, and then wailed. “I knew it! I look ridiculous don’t I! I don’t have the right body to look good in this! It’s all wrong!” Mr. Machiatelli and his attendants froze in horrified shock.

Just as MC started to frantically try to take the outfit off, Asmo grabbed their hands. “No! MC! That isn’t it. I can’t describe the feelings I have seeing you like this. I. I think I’m both jealous at how fabulous you look and so proud that you are the one I love probably more than I love myself! I was overwhelmed! I’m overwhelmed! MC, you outshine the heavens in this outfit. I mean that.”

MC stared at Asmo. He was being serious, MC could tell. He wasn’t using flowery praise, or making outrageous gestures. He meant what he was saying. Asmo thought they, MC, looked as beautiful as he was saying. MC blinked back tears, not sure what to say. Diavolo stepped up and took a hand. “What Asmo says, goes for me too MC. You took my breath away. I have always admired, and yes desired, you. Seeing you in this outfit made me feel that if I declared you as my partner right now, nobody would have a word to say. They would all bow before you and declare you co-regent with no one disagreeing.” His smile broke through his serious speech and he cast a decidedly lecherous gaze over MC. “I find it a pity that I have to share this vision with those here, if I could lock you away in my room and not reveal you to the others at the dance, I would!” MC blushed at the intense gaze he continued to cast over them, his hand tightening slightly as if he was going to snatch them away as he’d said.

Barbatos cleared his throat, which caused Diavolo to snap out of his trance. He bowed and cast a teasing smile at MC. “Ah, my apologies. I forgot myself for a moment.” He winked and stepped back. Barbatos frowned at him then sighed. “Please remembered where you are My Lord.” He turned to MC. “MC, I always knew you were beautiful, that your soul was a rare gem. However seeing you like this has made me realize that you are beyond beautiful. I have no words to express how lovely and desirable you are at this moment.” He bowed over MC’s hand and kissed it lightly, his thumb caressing their wrist causing a frisson of awareness to run up MC’s arm. They stared, stunned at Barbatos as he stepped back, the usual bland look on his face. MC suddenly realized that Barbatos didn’t just accept them and tolerate them…he Liked them! MC blushed in confusion and looked at the ground. A knock on the door made them all start.

Lucifer entered and stared at the occupants. His eyes lingered on MC, and a proud smile flitted across his lips. “I’ve come to see what is taking so long. Guests are starting to arrive.” Barbatos straightened his jacket and gestured to Diavolo. “My Lord?” Diavolo sighed and nodded. “We shall go first and see you all downstairs. Mr.Machiatelli, you have outdone yourself! Please be a guest for tonight and enjoy the refreshments and entertainment!” He strolled out the door, Barbatos on his heels.

Mr.Machiatelli and his attendants gasped at the offer and quickly exited to their rooms to get ready. Asmo smiled at Lucifer and winked at MC. “Shall I leave so you can admire our MC?” He giggled and skipped out, calling over his shoulders. “Don’t be too long or the others will coming hunting!” His,laughter floated down the hall as he disappeared.

Mc, still blushing, couldn’t look at Lucifer. They waited, not sure what for.

The rustle of cloth, and his shoes appeared in their sight line, polished and black, shining in the candle light. MC felt a soft touch on their hair and saw his hand playing with a strand of hair. His hand slipped under their chin and he coaxed them to lift their head. His eyes were soft, he only showed this softness to MC. He stroked a finger over their cheek, until they fully met his watchful gaze. “MC. Believe me when I say, I have never seen anyone. Whether Angel, Demon or Human who makes me feel as you do. No matter how you dress, how you act. You will always be the one star in the heavens that I will always seek out, wherever I am.” His lips caressed theirs lightly, not disturbing the makeup Asmo had applied. He stood back, and held his arm out. “Will you allow me to escort you?” MC nodded, unable to speak. Their heart was beating so hard they couldn’t speak. Had Lucifer ever expressed himself like this before? As they neared the ballroom, the brothers appeared and surrounded them. MC could see the approval, and admiration in each of their eyes. Felt the tension as they became the centre of a gasping crowd of demons.

As the brothers growled and shoved demons aside, Lucifer calmly walked with MC on his arm, an overwhelming aura of pride surrounding them and MC believed. It wasn’t their imagination, the were loved more than they had realized. MC smiled. Their eyes shining in happiness and a burst of bright laughter bubbled from their lips as they turned their eyes, shining with love to Lucifer. “Thank you” the laughed and clutched his arm ready to enjoy the night fully.

Unbeknownst to MC, dozens of demons fell under their spell that night and a new fan club came into existence at RAD over night. The brothers spent a lot of their time making sure MC never found out so they didn’t have to share.

reblog and put in the tags the real reason you joined tumblr no matter how horrible or embarrassing it is

In one of the posts the developer mentioned Kage as a wet rat and I couldn't resist (I love both rats and Kage lol)

It seems I shouldn't have deceived my dear husband… (Kage and Kei belong to @minevn)

*NSFW* The mating habits of Yandere! Animal-Human Monsters

Yandere!Monster men who sometimes forget that their poor darling is a human and misinterprets their actions when it comes to mating. Short drabbles about yanderes trying to seduce their darlings, but the list gets progressively darker the further down you read.

*Warning* dub-con, non-con, yandere possessiveness, dead dove

Yandere!Crow Harpy who was a little disappointed when you refused to move out of your house. You didn't understand why the feathered man seemed so infatuated with you, but after a long while of him begging you to move in with him you agreed, only on the condition that he moved into your home. It wasn't a traditional harpy relationship, but he was ecstatic regardless, deciding that if he couldn't build a nest with you he could at least win your favor as a perfect mate by decorating it. It got on your nerves sometimes, coming home from work to find shiny bits of trash and feathers tucked into every nook and cranny of your home. Eventually the two of you created a list of acceptable "treasure" to bring home, and what you considered to be actual garbage. He spent weeks "decorating" your already furnished house, before one day pulling you into the living room where he had piled every blanket and pillow you owned into a makeshift nest on the floor. His smile was insecure, desperate for your approval as he wrapped you into his large wings, holding you tightly against his warm body before sinking down into the mass of fluffy objects. You could hear his heart hammering against his chest erratically as he gently began placing kisses against your collar.

"I wanted to help build a home with you, so it wasn't yours or mine, but ours. I pray that my attempts to prove I'll keep you and our future children comfortable impressed you..."

Yandere!Merman who couldn't help but feel awestruck by your beauty, often going on long rants about how much you inspire him. It was a chance encounter while you were studying abroad, and you grew emotionally attached to the beautiful man who sang you words of praise. Although he whined whenever you had to leave the beach, the bags under his eyes became deeper as the weeks went on, chronic exhaustion taking it's toll on the merman. Whenever you tried to convince him that his sleep was important, he would only give a dopey smile, responding cryptically about how his secret project was just as important as spending time with you, and that he would have time to sleep once it was all over. One day when you arrived on the beach he was already there, shaking with excitement and impatiently trying to drag you into the ocean before you could get on your snorkeling gear. Deep where the sun barely touched, a huge intricate mural was sculpted into the ocean floor. As your eyes widened in an attempt to take in just how massive the artwork was, following each perfectly symmetrical swirl, two strong arms snaked around your waist with a tired, yet content, sigh. He blew words into your ear that you were somehow able to understand despite the water, as he sunk with you into the middle of the circular masterpiece.

"You take my breath away every time we meet, and I wanted to do the same for you. Please say that, if you could, you would lie here in my arms forever.."

Yandere!Puppy-Hybrid who was always just a ball of energy, a hyperactive sweet heart who couldn't sit still when he was awake. Most of your days together, it was easy to forget that he could even have urges, with how innocent your relationship was, kisses and cuddles but nothing more. As a species who had mating cycles, although he would never tell you out loud, he was always waiting for you to go into heat. But it was taking so long! He did such a good job being a patient boy for you, you didn't even know why he was being so whiny lately, attributing his neediness to his attention seeking personality. But eventually, he took your phone to do some research. At first he was shocked, humans didn't have mating cycles?? How did you know when it was time to make a baby? Then he came across an amazing discovery. Ovulation. It took a couple of months, holding your belly to his face and breathing deeply for a couple of minutes each day, but he finally learned the subtle changes in your scent throughout your cycle. You had no idea what was going on, thinking he was just being extra goofy lately, until he refused to let go one day, tightening his grasp as his breathing turned into heavy pants, grinding your leg in between his.

"Ah.. you can't hide it from me.. I've been waiting for this for so long... Please don't say no..."

Yandere!Humanoid Spider who always did his best to never frighten you. Even when you first met, it was with him holding his hands up and pleading for you not to run away from him in a soothing voice. Despite the lower half of the creature you met in the forest being a giant spider, the top half was such a kind and handsome man that you quickly began to trust him, soon considering him to be a good friend. He was so thoughtful, always raising his hands as a show of surrender, whether he was approaching you from afar and didn't want to startle you or if you were jokingly fighting over something silly. Even amongst humans, he was the one you trusted the most. If you had known anything about spiders though, you would have been more on guard with his overt displays of feebleness, especially after he began telling you how beautiful you were. You didn't even fight back at first when he suddenly grabbed you from, until he bit into your neck. The kind man, no, the monster you thought you knew, wasted no time sliding your pants down as he still held your backside to his chest, chuckling into your shoulder.

"Ah, my stupid little human~ Were you just pretending to be that naive because you wanted me to take you? ❤️"

Yandere!Naga who couldn't feel love in the same way that humans did. As a researcher working towards her doctorate specializing in Naga people and their many sub species, you were overjoyed to meet a small tribe of Naga men who were willing to allow you to enter their home and record their daily lives. There were so many types of Nagas loosely related to snake species still alive today, and they each had their own cultures, languages, and biology. Based on the coloration you couldn't tell what type these men were, but despite not being fluent in their language they were very kind to you. They seemed to have been in a period of mourning before you arrived, and lavished all their attention on you, babbling on in one sided conversations you could only understand a few words of here and there. One phrase they all stated was flattering only for the first few times they repeated it, but quickly became unnerving as they became more comfortable caressing your face and running their fingers through your hair. And when they pulled you into the center of a giant nest, taking turns thrusting their long tongues down your throat and running their hands over your body, trapping you in a pile of cold men staring deep into your soul with hungry eyes, you learned the species they were closest to.

"We need you... We need you..."

Yandere!Humanoid Scorpion who rescued you after a tourist attraction went arry, promising to protect you until you could be rescued. A strong, bulky man who enjoyed holding you (almost too tightly) in his arms whenever his peers came near. Everything was honestly lovely until in the black of night you were awoken by a strange chorus of sounds echoing outside the burrow the hybrids allowed you to sleep in. A blue light illuminated the large home, and as it noticed you finally woke, approached, revealing himself to be the scorpion man who rescued you, glowing with bioluminescence. Before you could ask what was happening, fear struck you like a bolt of lightening seeing a large, inhuman cock emerging from just below his human half. He lunged forward, and you threw up your hands in self defence. Your hands intertwined with his, fighting against him with all of your strength, but the harder you fought, the more excited he grew. You pushed and pulled, but he didn't loosen his hold on you. Eventually it seemed he had enough playing, and threw you effortlessly onto the bed. Tears streamed down your face at your helplessness, but this only widened his smile as he peeled the shirt off your sweaty body.

"There is no need to fear, my mate. As you can see, no one can match my strength. You and our brood shall be safe under my protection.."

Yandere!Humanoid Waterbug disgusted you, from the twitch of his antenna to the flirtatiousness of his voice. The moment you met him on the water of your lake house, there was no escape. Every time you left or returned back home he was effortlessly skating across the waters surface towards you, begging you to come closer. Although you did your best to ignore him, his loud cries for attention eventually wore you down. Maybe if you entertained him just this once he would leave you alone? You approached him calmly, but as soon as you were within reach he grasped your hands tightly, pulling you partially into the water. He spoke sickly sweet words of affection, chilling you more painfully than the cold morning lake water. You tried to turn him down politely, gently pulling at his grip. He pulled you into the water further, swiftly pushing the two of you away from the shore in one kick of his legs, his unamused gaze no longer holding the playful, flirty gleam it had before. One set of hands held yours tightly, while another pair grabbed your head shoving it without warning under the water. You struggled against his grasp, rapidly losing oxygen as you panicked, black spots filling your vision. But before you lost consciousnesses, he brought you back up, still staring into your eyes with cold fury as your lungs felt like they caught fire. He confessed his love again, but when you began sobbing he thrust you face forward into the water again with a painful smack, holding you down beneath him until stopped struggling. In the air once more, snot flowed and mixed freely with your tears as he aggressively smashed his face into yours, fishing out your tongue and biting it harshly.

"There's only one correct answer to my question, (Reader).. Be mine, or die. If I can't have you, then no one can."

Yandere!Marsupial Hybrid you never saw coming. Lost in the Australian outback, you cursed yourself and your impossibly terrible luck. Hybrids and monsters freely roaming the world were terrifying enough, but being in the land where even the greenery was planted by Satan himself? Your phone had lost it's signal about two hours ago, and your jeep died shortly after that. Trudging along by foot, you continuously felt eyes following your every step, and the fear that a giant spider or monster snake was stalking you made you cry for hours as you walked under the merciless sun. On top of the heat and new blisters forming on your soles, you had to use a restroom as well. Quickly surveying the tall bushes to make sure you weren't about to go next to one of Satan's previously mentioned bushes, you pulled down your shorts in discomfort. The feeling of eyes on you hadn't left since your vehicle randomly gave out despite being double checked before you left the city, but your bladder couldn't care at that moment. A rustle nearby ended your attempt to go before it started, pulling up your shorts so fast it hurt. A hybrid with round ears and a lung brown tail with white spots charged into you, knocking you down. His face was red and slick with tears and sweat, his eyes wide and frantic as he latched his sharp teeth into your neck with excitement. Everything was so fast, with his alternating between feverish rambling and biting into whatever part of your flesh he could reach as he tore off your clothes with a desperation you couldn't comprehend. Tears blended with your own as he kissed, licked and bit every piece of you as he fought your legs open, ignoring your screams of pain.

"You accepted me didn't you?! You knew I chose you! Ah, it hurts! Why'd you put your clothes back o-ah! I need you, I need you now!"

Genderbend 🫶

I don't mind at all, thank you very much for noticing(´ ∀ ` *)! As for the characters, well… REDACTED/Ren (14 Days with You) Morticia and Gomez (The Addams Family) Doppo Kannonzaka, Jakurai Jinguji, Jyuto Iruma (Hypnosis Mic) Idia Shroud, Azul Ashengrotto, Rook Hant (Twisted Wonderland) Estes, Angela, Miya (Mobile Legend) Ahri, Kain, Lux, Jix, Thresh, Zed, Shaya, Reican, Morgana, Eveline (Legend of Legends) Ayato, Tartaglia, Qiqi, Zhongli, Ningguang, Neuvillette (Genshin Impact) Leviathan, Asmodeus, Thirteenth, Solomon (Obey Me) Mammon, Satan, Solomon, Lucifer, Paimon, Belial, Asmodeus, Minhyeok (What in Hell is bad) Evil King (Keeper of Stories) Harper, Dante, Sophie (Camp Willowpeak) June, Yani, Kei, Habiki, Kage (Mine) Ezra, Blair, Steph (restart heart) Eden (Parasocialite) Robin (Metanoia) Sydney, Jordan, Hawk, Wren, Kylar, Landry (degrees of lewdity)

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I’m never getting over this Sylus card

Spending Halloween with the orphans (I'm going to take all these kids), Whitney (love that bitch) and Kylar, then running from Ivory's ghost and fighting Bailey because I don't want to give that hot ass a pound but lose and get caught farm (GET BACK MY WITCH COSTUME, BASTARD) only to escape on a centaur (I'll remember her forever), get a kiss from a crying Whitney and get kidnapped by Kylar at our wedding….yeah….I definitely like this game

Today I have my first job interview in a foreign (mostly) company, I'm so damn nervous lol. I feel like my legs are going to fall off from the weight, and ants are running all over my body, although I kind of prepared mysel...m'eh

I drew REDACTED when Sai blocked the blog to calm down, but forgot to post it

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