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[bloodyconviction]

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[spidermuses-tbd]

Important Announcement!

As you can probably tell from my having disappeared for literal months, I'm not feeling much in the way of inspiration for Tumblr. So I'm doing an overhaul and pruning of my blogs once again.

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[bloodyconviction]

Toshi gives a little kiss on stains forehead, He was laying on his back, it was very dark out, yet he couldn't sleep. The pain in his side usually hurt worse in the cold. But he simply wanted to ignore it and give his partner some love. "You're very sweet" he whispered to test whether his boyfriend was awake.

(me chanting fluff in the background)

@sinners-saintsandsaviors

@sinners-saintsandsaviors FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF

Chizome had been half-asleep until this point, simply enjoying getting to rest by Toshinori's side- he got this privilege, he won All Might's heart- when he felt the forehead kiss. His mouth twitched into a small smile, one that grew at his beloved's words, and instead of answering he simply pulled him into his arms.

[sinners-saintsandsaviors]

Toshi felt calm, in moments like these he felt reassured. That what he did as a hero truly meant something. He didn't care about remembering, or fame, or money and he sees now that most heros did. Retirement has done wonders. And Chizome taught him just as much as he taught chizome. A good end to his story.

[bloodyconviction]

All Might saw the truth, then. That he spent his career as the only real Hero, a shining beacon of hope, in a sea of selfish fakes. "...You're my angel," the killer murmured, tightening his hold on Toshinori. "Light of my life." This was the only natural ending: beautiful, radiant Toshinori getting the adoration he deserved, and the loyal Chizome dedicating his life to serving him.

[godofvillains-a]

bloodyconviction​:

…So he was recognised. Fuck. But oddly, Shigaraki didn’t seem to want violence… Then again, the last time they’d seen each other had been three years ago, on that night in Hosu. There was bound to have been some maturation done in that time, right?

Playing it safe, Stain simply shook his head. “Not a bother. Like I said, he’s a cute little dog. And this is my daughter.” What was he trying to do, set up a playdate? It sounded ridiculous in his brain, but logically it might actually be a good idea… Chiaki was having a hard time making friends, with being a villain’s kid and having a ‘villainous’ Quirk, and any kid of Shigaraki’s- hell, it was a surprise that the guy even had a kid, with how young he was- would most likely be familiar with this struggle.

“She’s eight, and a good kid. Really clever too.” And with that, his tension was gone, and he was instead barely holding back from gushing about his kid.

      Shigaraki had a hard time finding friends for Eri. She was home schooled due to obvious reasons, but none of the villains he hung around had kids, or at least kids they had custody of. So the man felt kind of bad Eri was a loner, even though she has stated she was lonely and wanted friends. 

      “Ah, so she’s right around Eri’s age then. Eri is probably not what you expect from me being the parent. She’s very kind and soft spoken. Well behaved. She’s been through a lot. She’s not my blood, but I picked her up and adopted her as my own kid,” he informed the other.

     “You have to admit, being villains, it’s hard to find play mates for our kids, right? None of the villains I am allied with have kids, or cannot see them. So it’s very rare when Eri gets a play mate. She’s awfully lonely. Perhaps the two of them could meet some time?”

[bloodyconviction]

Ah, she's adopted. That made far more sense than what Stain had been thinking. A kid of Shigaraki's being well-behaved and kind was, however, a surprise- the villain really must have grown, considering just how immature he'd been before.

"A gentle soul, then," Chizome noted. Hmm... if this playdate went ahead, he'd have to make sure Chiaki wasn't rough on her- she liked biting, that included biting people, and generally, people didn't like when eight-year-olds latched onto their arms. "And you're right. Hard to find friends for your kid when the parents keep calling the Heroes on you." More than one potential friendship for Chiaki had been ended that way. "So a playdate's... a good idea, actually. I'll make sure the kiddo doesn't play rough. She tends to get bitey."

[bloodyconviction]

"So, Chizome, how do you like the body armor I had made for you? Getting used to it?"

@symbiote-quirk

@symbiote-quirk

"Working great." Chizome gives a thumbs up from the table, working on... something in a notebook, though it's not clear what it is. "A lot less restrictive than my old costume, and definitely lighter.

[bloodyconviction]

[ DISCOVER ]  for receiver to find sender at the end of a trail of blood. (Via QuirkIdol)

@quirkidol

This meeting was meant to go like any other. Per their agreement, he'd meet with Crystal Star, give her his intel, and then promptly fuck off again, having better things to do than hang around with a false Hero he couldn't even kill. But this time he... couldn't really do that. The way to their usual meeting place, instead of its normal grubbiness, had been splashed and smeared with fresh blood, and the Hero Killer had a horrid suspicion that Murasaki was the source of it. No one else tended to be around these parts at this time.

Indeed, as soon as Stain arrived, he was proven right, seeing the Hero on the ground. Yep, that was her blood. She was bleeding pretty badly. Maybe even-

"Are you conscious?" Was the Hero Killer's first question, striding forward and kneeling down next to her. No point in letting her die here and now. Not when he still had information to give. "If you can hear me, try and move. You're not dying here today."

[alannasroleplaymemes-moved]

Romantic Headcanon Meme

Send a number (and, optionally, a ship) and I’ll describe:

How my Muse acts differently around their love interest(s)

What my Muse admires about their love interest(s)

What sort of daydreams / stray thoughts they have about their love interest(s)

Their worries/insecurities regarding their love interest(s)

How they express their interest/affection prior to a relationship

How they go about confessing their attraction

How they respond to a confession of attraction

How they respond to an anonymous love letter

Any physical/emotional/mental/spiritual feature(s) they find attractive

Personality traits they find attractive

How my Muse handles date night preparation

Ways my Muse goes out of their way for their love interest(s)

Ways my Muse seduces (or tries to) their love interest(s)

My Muse’s attitude towards sex and when/how to bring it up with their partner(s)

The differences between lust and love for my Muse

My Muse’s kinks and how they would bring them up to their partners), if at all

My Muse’s sexual fantasies regarding their partner(s)

How my Muse shows their love for their partner(s) non-verbally/through actions

What my Muse says instead of the words ‘I love you’

Any pet names my Muse has or would call their partner(s)

How my Muse would comfort their partner

How my Muse would tease their partner

My Muse’s thoughts on marriage and their position as a spouse

My Muse’s thoughts on starting a family and their position as a parent

My Muse’s thoughts on their experience / skill in bed

My Muse’s favorite part about having sex with their partner(s)

My Muse’s go-to gift or treat for their significant other(s)

My Muse’s favorite way to spoil and/or pleasure their partner(s)

My Muse’s preferred method of being spoiled / pleasured by their partner(s)

Ask any other question you can think of!

[rpresourcehelp]

Sinful Ask Meme

Original by ladys-roleplay-meme

Various Sins, old and new, from: Latin, Greek, The Inferno, and LaVeyan Satanism. Send a sin and I’ll answer when my muse committed that sin and why! Specify muse if applicable!

LIMBO - A time my muse acted faithless and disloyal.

LUST - A time my muse cheated, or was overwhelmed with sexual desire.

GLUTTONY - A time my muse spent too much money, time, or effort on something that was fruitless or materialistic.

GREED - A time my muse hoarded something selfishly and/or refused to give something away, materialistic or not.

ANGER - A time my muse wallowed in a dark emotional or mental place, refusing to get out.

HERESY - A time my muse went out of their way to troll or act contrarian, especially out of spite.

VIOLENCE - A time my muse attacked someone unprovoked or without reason.

FRAUD - A time my muse manipulated and outright lied or even gaslit someone.

TREACHERY - A time my muse betrayed someone after building up a relationship.

LUXURIA - A time my muse went out of their way to peacock their wealth.

GULA - A time my muse overindulged to the point of harming themselves.

AVARITA - A time my muse greatly envied wealth or a goal so insatiably they could not be stopped.

ACEDIA - A time my muse was extremely indifferent, apathetic, or bored to the point it hindered their progress in life.

IRA - A time my muse was impatient to the point of agitation or acting out.

INVIDIA - A time my muse was vindictive and held a grudge or wished harm upon others.

SUPERBIA - A time my muse put others down in order to boost themselves up.

TRISTITIA - A time my muse was overcome with needless self-pity.

VAINGLORIA - A time my muse was so jealous they acted out for attention or to divert attention from someone else.

STUPIDITY - A time my muse willingly acted without judging ahead of time.

PRETENTIOUSNESS  - A time my muse made an unnecessary scene of things or twisted a scene in order to be right.

SOLIPSISM - A time my muse didn’t or refused to realize that the sun didn’t revolve around them.

SELF-DECEIT - A time my muse lied to themselves to avoid the truth.

HERD CONFORMITY - A time my muse followed orders without question.

LACK OF PERSPECTIVE - A time my muse refused to acknowledge the impact of their words or deeds.

FORGETTING PAST ORTHODOXIES - A time my muse claimed an old idea, innovation, or otherwise as new (or claimed something new as something old) knowingly and purposefully to reach their goals.

COUNTERPRODUCTIVE PRIDE - A time my muse held themselves back for the sake of keeping an image.

LACK OF AESTHETICS - A time my muse lacked pleasant and harmonious balance to themselves and those around them.

[tellnxlies]

“Birthday plans? I have this mug of coffee, if that counts for anything.”

[bloodyconviction]

"That's sad, even by my low standards."

[godofvillains-a]

bloodyconviction​:

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…Well, that sure was a dog. One of the small kinds. A… sausage dog? No, that didn’t sound quite right. Stain, walking home with his kid asleep on his back, hadn’t expected any kind of delay, so this yapping little creature was kind of annoying to him.

Still, he was a serial killer, not an asshole, so he dutifully squatted down to give this dog a few uncertain pets. More of a cat person, he… frankly, he had no idea how to interact with dogs, especially smaller ones, and it was clear in the awkwardness of his motions.

In fact, it was almost a relief to hear the owner’s voice summon the dog- ‘Mon,’ apparently- back to his side. It would have been an actual relief if he didn’t recognise that voice. Recognise its owner. Tomura Shigaraki? Here, of all places? Fuck. He’d better not want a fight, because Stain wouldn’t give him one. He had his daughter with him, after all. So instead of hostility, he just kept it simple and hoped Shigaraki wouldn’t recognise his voice.

“No harm done. You’ve got a cute dog.”

      Mon twirled in circles a few time at Shigaraki’s feet, then sat down. Shigaraki stared right ahead, studying the man before him. He seemed familiar. But the voice was a dead give away, he knew exactly who it was the moment he spoke.

      “Thanks. Hope Mon didn’t bother you too much.” Blood red eyes fixed the figure on the back of Stain. Noticing he seemed to be having a child with him. A slim finger pointed ahead towards the body on his back. “You got a kid, Stain?” he inquired.

    There was one thing he wanted to make clear. “I’m not here to start a fight, so you can relax if you’re worried. You’re not exactly one of my targets, and I don’t really care what you do. But I am curious… how old is your little one? I have one too… Her name is Eri and she’s nine.”

[bloodyconviction]

...So he was recognised. Fuck. But oddly, Shigaraki didn't seem to want violence... Then again, the last time they'd seen each other had been three years ago, on that night in Hosu. There was bound to have been some maturation done in that time, right?

Playing it safe, Stain simply shook his head. "Not a bother. Like I said, he's a cute little dog. And this is my daughter." What was he trying to do, set up a playdate? It sounded ridiculous in his brain, but logically it might actually be a good idea... Chiaki was having a hard time making friends, with being a villain's kid and having a 'villainous' Quirk, and any kid of Shigaraki's- hell, it was a surprise that the guy even had a kid, with how young he was- would most likely be familiar with this struggle.

"She's eight, and a good kid. Really clever too." And with that, his tension was gone, and he was instead barely holding back from gushing about his kid.

[godofvillains-a]

     Shigaraki sat at a bench at the park. No one else was really around except for him and his dog, Mon. Mon was currently off the leash, bounding around in the grass. Chasing little bugs and eating the grass and rolling around. Then someone came by.

    Mon got excited and trotted over to the strange, placing his little paws on t heir legs and yapped at them. His rump wiggling.

     “Ah, Mon, come over here.. Not everyone wants to be jumped on,” he called over to his pet, who followed command and got off the leg and trotted back over to Shigaraki.

[bloodyconviction]

...Well, that sure was a dog. One of the small kinds. A... sausage dog? No, that didn't sound quite right. Stain, walking home with his kid asleep on his back, hadn't expected any kind of delay, so this yapping little creature was kind of annoying to him.

Still, he was a serial killer, not an asshole, so he dutifully squatted down to give this dog a few uncertain pets. More of a cat person, he... frankly, he had no idea how to interact with dogs, especially smaller ones, and it was clear in the awkwardness of his motions.

In fact, it was almost a relief to hear the owner's voice summon the dog- 'Mon,' apparently- back to his side. It would have been an actual relief if he didn't recognise that voice. Recognise its owner. Tomura Shigaraki? Here, of all places? Fuck. He'd better not want a fight, because Stain wouldn't give him one. He had his daughter with him, after all. So instead of hostility, he just kept it simple and hoped Shigaraki wouldn't recognise his voice.

"No harm done. You've got a cute dog."

[endist-deactivated20220929]

[leneemusing]

even more injury memes

[ FOLLOW ]  for sender to find receiver at the end of a trail of blood.

[ DISCOVER ]  for receiver to find sender at the end of a trail of blood. 

[ SEE ]  for sender to look towards receiver after a battle and realize they’re bleeding. 

[ TELL ]  for receiver to look towards sender after a battle and realize they’re bleeding. 

[ SHIELD ]  for sender to take the brunt of an attack for receiver. 

[ COVER ]  for receiver to take the brunt of an attack for sender. 

[ SHOCK ]  for sender to find receiver covered in blood and delirious. 

[ AID ]  for receiver to find sender covered in blood and delirious. 

[ CONCEAL ]  our muses haven’t had time to slow down so receiver has been hiding a serious injury which sender finally uncovers. 

[ REALIZE ]  our muses haven’t had time to slow down so sender has been hiding a serious injury which receiver finally uncovers.

[ ATTEMPT ]  for sender to intervene in a fight receiver is in but receiver has already sustained an injury. 

[ LATE ]  for receiver to intervene in a fight sender is in but sender has already sustained an injury. 

[ FIND ]  for sender to rescue receiver after they’ve been tortured. 

[ LOCATE ] for receiver to rescue sender after they’ve been tortured. 

[ CHECK ]  for sender to show up at receiver’s house because they haven’t been heard from in a while only to discover receiver is recovering from major injuries. 

[ FOUND ]  for receiver to show up at sender’s house because they haven’t been heard from in a while only to discover receiver is recovering from major injuries. 

[ SAVED ]  for sender to rescue receiver from a dangerous situation but reveals they’re injured afterwards. 

[ SUCCEED ]  for receiver to rescue sender from a dangerous situation but reveals they’re injured afterwards. 

[ LOSS ]  for sender to attempt to rescue receiver only to be stopped by a serious injury. 

[ FAILURE ]  for receiver to attempt to rescue sender only to be stopped by a serious injury. 

[ MELTDOWN ]  for sender to witness receiver being hurt which causes them to go into a murderous rage. 

[ VENGEANCE ]  for receiver to witness sender being hurt which causes them to go into a murderous rage. 

[bloodyconviction]

have a chiaki :)

she's way easier to draw than stain is and i'm constantly tired, so-

[thenihilistofthevoid]

Pursuit and Deception

(A starter for @bloodyconviction for the thing we talked about the other day)

“That was a nice movie. Fake ID worked a treat too.” It wasn’t a proper movie, but it was a 12 so violent enough for Chiaki’s tastes without unintentionally traumatizing her for life, she was only a little kid but he’d seen much more realistic violence when he was her age at that point. Pocketing it, he scrolled through his phone and sent Shuichi a quick text, promising to catch up later in the week when a feed came through on his phone from Paisley Park of CCTV. Fuck, they were being followed, he wasn’t just being paranoid. Taking several rights and throwing his hoodie into the bag confirmed it, the man was still on his tail. “Chiaki… Don’t look, but we’re being followed. I need you to do exactly as I say, when I say it from now on.” He whispered quietly, his voice calm. [Text - Uncle Chizome] - Chiaki and I are being followed home from the cinema by a guy. Don’t know who he is or what he wants, please come quickly. I’ve got a penknife on me if shit turns south.

[bloodyconviction]

Why couldn’t they leave the house and do one normal thing without stupid Heroes or stupid police showing up and making things scary? Chiaki huffed a little, but otherwise stayed quiet, just giving a small nod in agreement. She trusted Saburo to keep her safe, and chances were Papa would show up and kill whoever it was soon anyway.

[Text - Nephew!] Got it. Send me your location and I’ll be there asap. Stay safe.

And indeed, Chizome was already getting ready, quickly grabbing his usual supply of weaponry so he could protect them.

[thenihilistofthevoid]

This was the difficulties of having relationships with villains… The Hero Killer as your Uncle, Spinner as your boyfriend… Saburo was well aware he was a person of interest to the authorities and wore it as a badge of honour and an excuse to be bad. His name was already stained in filth, might as well drown in it and have some fun. [Text - Uncle Chizome] Sending. Waiting for Guidance from Paisley. Within seconds a small minimap containing Stain’s current position, marked in white, Saburo and Chaki’s located in blue and the supposed enemy in red, another little pop-up appearing with an ID card, the man following them worked for the Commission. “Paisley Park, what lock did you break?” He whispered, recieving identical information. Seeing the option appear, Guidance this time was a little weird. [Guidance] [Ladder] [Labrador Retriever]

[bloodyconviction]

[Text - Nephew!] Omw 👍

So long as the Commission member didn’t make an offensive move in the next ten minutes, Stain had them as good as dead. They were trying to mess with his family, and no one messed with his family and lived. In the meantime, Chiaki was staring at all the screens Saburo had brought up, struggling a little to read them all since she was still learning how to do so.

“…Can we get the labador?” She whispered, recognising the name as a dog. The kid didn’t have a full grasp of how Paisley Park worked, but if the dog helped, the dog helped. And she’d get to pet the dog, and maybe even drink the dog- it would be fun, and it would be a really nice distraction from the fact that they were, you know, being followed home by a government agent.

[thenihilistofthevoid]

“Sure, either option Guidance presents tends to be useful in solving the stuff I find us in.” Saburo nods, quickly selecting the option Chiaki asked for and waiting to see precisely how a fluffy good boy could get this Commission shitstain off their tail. [Guidance Accepted] Within seconds, the rope holding back the 30 kilo animal snapped and a black labrador came rushing towards the Commission Agent, barking furiously and snapping at his heels like he’d just insulted it’s sainted mother. “Hey hey, easy…” The man said nervously, now eyes were on him as he radio’d others, their positions and identities lighting up on Stain’s map as 2 other colleagues trying to grab the kids in a pincer movement. The black labrador, having finished antagonizing government agents, came over and began licking Chiaki’s hand, she might have a treat after all.

[bloodyconviction]

Chiaki watched the dog with curious hungry eyes, seeing how it managed to force the agent into revealing himself by dialling backup. "Um, I think there's gonna be more people coming," she mumbled to Saburo, sticking close to his side. "Should tell Papa. Now 'm gonna pet the doggy, cause it's a good boy, an' let you deal with all the grown ups." Ignore her tummy rumbling.

[Text - Nephew!] watch out. 2 more agents on my screen. in alleyways either side of you two.

[shepardlives]

“I’d kill for you. Please ask me to kill for you.” “No.” Is a top tier ship dynamic no I do not take criticism

[shepardlives]

The idea of a person being capable of incredibly immoral acts but held in check but their love of their partner sends me every time

[bloodyconviction]

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