Welcome to the Dark Lord's Massacre

"Looks like some mortals stumbled into the lion's den. We'll have to see just what happens to them after my friends here are done. I hope you don't mind being eaten alive, slave." [ Independent Despair-AU Gundam Tanaka RP/Ask Blog ] [ M!A Status:None.]

[mayahan]

Little Hamster Bartenders Serving Tiny Food and Drinks

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"P-Passionate One... W-What is the meaning of this costuming...?"

"Tanaka-senpai!" He practically squeaked with surprise, his hands holding tightly the rim of his jacket as if they needed to grip something. "I-It… In all honesty it isn’t my o-oooh!" A particular shift made him shudder, hastily his jaw grit shut and his eyes went wide.

"…N-Not my option… I-It’s the effect o-of Greyface M-Magic, senpai."

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Much longer and this stimulation would go from arousing to overwhelming indeed, but that was a problem best left unspoken. Touch made him start, eyes momentary wide with surprise before they returned to that part lidded expression.

This was incredibly awkward, given, but Gundam’s concern and his show of care more so than desire were comforting. Without a doubt, Tanaka easily earned Kiyotaka’s trust, and even in such a situation the former prefect would rely on him blindly. With shaking hands, Ishimaru held onto Gundam’s wrists, relieved to have him here in spite of how ashamed he felt. “T-Thank you…” He hummed his response.

Tentatively, he pushed off the wall, almost immediately regretting that decision. Whether it was the toy or his own overwhelmed body, his legs were hardly much of a support. Ishimaru stumbled, the unwarranted movement made him gasp in spite of himself. His mind - hardly too helpful in this sort of situation - beckoned he lean somewhere.

Almost instinctively, his choice was to lean against Tanaka, hiding his face into the breeder’s shoulder, Kiyotaka’s heat overwhelming as he tried and failed to keep his composure. “Hmmm!”

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Gundam nodded very slowly when the other seemed to thank him. Honestly, it felt weird not to want to help in this sort of situation. Seeing someone he cared about in this awkward and undesirable predicament was something he wasn't accustomed to. It only seemed natural to try something, anything, to help the former prefect from having to deal with it for any longer than he already had.

But the moment he felt the other lean against him, he straighted up. He stayed completely still for just a moment; trying not to somehow disturb Kiyotaka. He eventually realized that standing still wasn't going to help anything and tried to loosen up, though. He glanced down at the other, blush starting to fade just a little. This really was starting to be a test of his resolve. Seeing Kiyotaka like this... It was difficult to resist to say the very least.He put his arms around the other now.

"...Should I carry you?" His voice was still sort of strained."I-I'm sorry... This is somewhat difficult for me to-... No... Let's just try to hurry and get you out of this situation, hm?" He tried to make his voice sound just a little bit calmer, despite his heartbeat increasing speed what felt like every second.

He really wanted to just kiss the other if nothing else... But he wouldn't push his luck, at least not quite yet.

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ø - ((I am almost expecting the most awkward result, I have a knack for bad luck with ask memes))

12. BOYS NIGHT OUT ((I excitedly wrote that in all caps this is going to be amusing as hell. Also I know that feeling…))

"Studious One!" Gundam shouted excitedly into the phone. His plans wouldn’t fail tonight. "You and I must have a sleep over! I have been informed they are normal for mortal of our age and that it will help me blend in more!" Which could also mean that it sounded like fun and he wanted to try it out. "We can also go out to try other things if you like!"

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Watching Gundam’s extensive care in pushing back the gathered pups and keep them from the door, Kiyotaka entered as hastily as he could and shut the door behind himself that the outside wouldn’t entice the little pets further. Surely enough, the former prefect was startled. Blinking owlishly at the four dogs beneath him, the cat waiting just further down the hallway, he was finding it hard to compute the amount of care and attention these numerous pets required.

At the very least, he’d certainly underestimated Gundam’s Super High School Level title.

"They’re so energetic!" Ishimaru spoke with amazement, leaning down beside the breeder. Sure, he knew the energy of a newborn pet; Koi reminded him that she needed plenty exercise daily otherwise she could release her frustrations upon his furniture. But these were four yipping, bouncing, thumping little puppies who chased hands and fingers and liked to play bite more than anything else. Such energy was almost a bit exhausting, however he reached out to briefly rub the tummy of one rolled over pup. "To think you are raising them all… your devotion is astounding, Tanaka-senpai!"

At the mention of Koi, he flustered slightly, plucking gingerly from his pocket the tiny calico he’d brought along. Though it appeared she had no interest in being lowered, instead climbing up along Ishimaru’s sleeve with her sharp little claws, mewling and hissing tiny threats to the puppies beneath. “Koi! Come now, it’s quite fine!” Ishimaru’s attempts to soothe her went unheard as she had now climbed to his shoulder, forcing the prefect to freeze awkwardly so she may keep her balance on her new little perch. Flustered with his ineptitude, Kiyotaka glanced to Tanaka with pleading eyes and a sheepish smile. “Pardon, I think she isn’t very much of a puppy kitten. Is there somewhere I may rest her down to explore without risking her having a rowdy meetup with the puppies?”

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Gundam stared up at the former prefect as he stepped inside. It seemed that he was, if nothing else, fascinated by the puppies. He seemed in a slight amount of shock. Gundam smiled to himself. Hopefully, this wasn't a bad thing. The animals were loud, but it was going to be a quite the problem if Kiyotaka didn't want to have them around... There were more animals than just this, after all. He watched a little closer, smile widening when he heard the other man's words. So maybe it wouldn't be too much of an issue.

"They can be! They either do this or sleep, there is no in between stage. I can promise you they will grow tired soon enough." He laughed under his breath. Such was the nature of puppies. They would run and run until they wore themselves out and had to sleep for several hours. He picked one of them up and it just licked his face excitedly.

"Ah... It is nothing that impressive. I simply enjoy their company. I have always had many of them to prevent me from needing the attentions of too many mortals, after all." He patted the pup's head as he thought. It really was hard to imagine living without all of his pets. They were, after all, some of his only friends. He had always had animals around to keep him from feeling completely alone. They were comforting and always loving.

But at the small hissing sound; he found himself looking to the small calico kitten. It seemed she wasn't used to the company of more animals, particularly the younger canine kind. He placed the puppy down and stood slowly. The puppies had been running around for a while, so it would be fair enough to place them back in the pen with their mother.

"Of course. I understand her senitment. They can be quite loud!" He laughed somewhat overdramatically. "I'll place them back with their mother. I am sure Andromeda missing her children anyway." He nodded slowly and began to walk toward the puppies pen, all of them following while trying to eat his shoelaces.. He should probably get to work on disciplining them before too long...

"Ah! But please, both of you make yourselves at home! My home is not the largest but if you wish to, you can go anywhere with the exclusion of, perhaps, the basement. So feel free to do as you wish."

[beben-eleben]

Cups Full Of Cuteness

[gxdmxtherwxlf]

chinburd

*squawks*

[tiptoe39]

this is needed on my blog

[epistephiliac]

Because cuteness.

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"P-Passionate One... W-What is the meaning of this costuming...?"

"Tanaka-senpai!" He practically squeaked with surprise, his hands holding tightly the rim of his jacket as if they needed to grip something. "I-It… In all honesty it isn’t my o-oooh!" A particular shift made him shudder, hastily his jaw grit shut and his eyes went wide.

"…N-Not my option… I-It’s the effect o-of Greyface M-Magic, senpai."

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For there to be a moment in which he is even more red-faced than this would be nigh impossible. The former prefect had his shoulder leaned against the wall, his breath hot shudders as he tried to keep his calm. His thoughts were hazy with the prolonged teasing he’d been through. and - like it or not - he was regrettably aroused. His clothes felt restrictive, his knees at last giving in and nearly causing him to trip in his steps.

The suggestion of help made Ishimaru whine, one hand covering his mouth and the other still pulling down his shirt to hide how undeniably aroused the undesired toy had made him. From all his shivering and shaking the rabbit ears had drooped lightly, giving his lidded eyes and needy expression an even stronger appearance.

"I-It’s… rather… um…" Kiyotaka could barely speak, for a moment his crimson eyes couldn’t stray from the breeder’s own. As if reminded of where he was, he shut his eyes and tried desperately to formulate an answer. "I… I don’t know-…"

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He reached out rather slowly now, placing both hands on Kiyotaka's shoulders. It was really hard to ignore just how needy the other looked... There was a part of him that wanted nothing more than to act on that, but he quickly realized he was terrified of actually doing so. The last thing he wanted was for the former prefect to push him away...

"At least allow me to assist you in walking..." He did his best to smile. Now that he was staring straight into the former prefect's eyes, he found himself getting just a little lost. He really needed to be careful.

"I... W-Whatever you need... I can help you..."

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this is your chance to see him squirm and scream your name all you want without breaking him you should bite

"...Maybe I will."

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"What just happened?"

"Hmm? Are you talking about that foolish Grey Mortal?" Gundam grumbled to himself as he watched his pet. Oh there was so many things he could do to prove himself. It was worth it too. No one questioned a god, after all.

"They thought themselves greater than I…. They wished to insult me as they feel I have gone far to easy on you. What do you say, pet?"

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"Well…I dont know so much the details,because I wasn’t there too,but I think that they exaggerated a bit if they actually insulted you" Kiyotaka couldn’t even image that the main topic of that argument was actually him. He couldn’t tell if his master was telling the truth because he didn’t know what actually happened,but he wanted to believe him. "By the way,I mean,why did they insult you? Can I know what were you talking about?" The hall monitor then asked,he was a bit curious to know what did create that discussion.

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"To explain in more detail, that Grey One questioned my control over you." He crossed his arms as  he glared at his pet. "'They called me weak for being unable to do as I pleased with you. To which I responded that I could do whatever I wanted... However, II realize I have been holding back, which may make me appear rather weak." 

He chuckled under his breath. The chanced were, Kiyotaka would be a little upset with theses words. Gundam didn't exactly enjoy being too pushy, but being insulted had pushed him over the edge. "Now tell me... What do you think? Have I gone too easy on you, rabbit?"

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Not to mention, you ARE the shsl breeder. Who better than you to help him now?

"N-Note I breed animals... Wh-Which while akin to a rabbit, he is not one."

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Why shouldn't you? You are his master, as has been proven, and the rabbit outfit can only be removed by HIS master, isn't that right? He's been under that tease for so long, would you leave your little rabbit to deal with himself after all that embarrassment on his own?

"You pose a very good and very tempting point... I wouldn't want him to suffer any longer than he must... after all..."

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"Gundam! Where is my flashdrive? The white one that says 'AEJ'. I can't find it anywhere!"

“‘AEJ’? Ah, forgive me, Master but you are familiar with my inability to recognize various technologies. Explain to me once more what you mean by Flashdrive.”

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Once he was up the stairs he stopped for a moment, breathing somewhat heavily. “Now, to the library.” Brushing it off, or trying to, he made his way to the large doors down the hall. 

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"Um... Yes." Gundam stared a little as he kept his hands in his pockets. The poor mastermind really was awfully flustered with this situation. He hoped they found the flashdrive soon... 

It was then he noticed something in his pocket. He pulled it out and stared... It was a white box with AEJ written on it... 

Oh.

"Um... Master Chihiro..."

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3 Came To Visit!

[thedevraj]

"…Really? So you’re..you’re with us, then? Well, sugar my macha! I’m so glad you see it that way, too. I’ll drop the act, Tanaka-chii. Mm, and yes, you’re right.—Oh, the Goddess—that’s Junko. She’s got Tsumiki watchin’ this place. Sit down, man! Take a load off! And that can of ginger whatever, feel free to have it.

After what I did before, you’re damn right. You must have done that much sooner than I did. They needed someone to give them hope, rally them, y’know?

But that’s why, my friend..we’ll show them. We’ll save them from their ignorance. You’ll help me with this, won’t you?

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"Ahh so you finally came to the realization. Forgive me, my acting isn't the best these days. I find it much easier to simply force people into enacting my whim than to try manipulating them. And of course Junko is the goddess... Who else would I refer to with such reverence?"

"Thank you very much for you offers. You treat me much to kindly. And I must agree. They are pathetic without strong leadership. Humans know nothing of their own faults even when they look directly at them. I'd be more than happy to assist you in whatever you ask, my fellow god... You and I have quite the job on our hands."

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"P-Passionate One... W-What is the meaning of this costuming...?"

"Tanaka-senpai!" He practically squeaked with surprise, his hands holding tightly the rim of his jacket as if they needed to grip something. "I-It… In all honesty it isn’t my o-oooh!" A particular shift made him shudder, hastily his jaw grit shut and his eyes went wide.

"…N-Not my option… I-It’s the effect o-of Greyface M-Magic, senpai."

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No sooner had his wrists been freed and the damnable toy now went full throttle. Ishimaru bit hard enough on his lower lip to draw blood, quickly using his now freed hands in order to get some support from the nearest wall lest he fall on account of buckling knees. His face a cherry red, his breath now ragged panting, his clothes feeling too tight and too warm, Ishimaru tried to swallow his voice and somehow explain lest Tanaka make predictions. Then again, few predictions could be worse than this reality.

"A-A… It’s a… an accessory fo-oooh!" Nope, this wasn’t going to work. As if his embarrassment didn’t make explaining the situation bad enough, the terrible teasing made his issue increasingly harder to ignore. His free hand clutching his shirt and pulling it down as if to hide himself, his eyes fixed on the floor. "E-Excuse me-" He stated instead, now taking very awkward and ginger steps towards the washroom.

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Gundam started to try to stop the former prefect from causing his lip to bleed, but knew better. At this point, the situation was probably exceptionally delicate.  The wrong words would probably end in both of them even more red faced than they were. Even worse, it could lead to a rather shattering development in their relationship... So he just watched; wondering if there was anything at all he could do to help. Of  course, when the other started to run off, he found himself following unintentionally...

"A-Ah... Do you need help or anything...? I-I may be able to assist in some way-" Wait no that sounded very weird. He fought the desire to cover his face with his hands. "I-I mean... I am sorry for your current state and wish to assist you?"

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That also means you could use the bow to tie him wherever you wish and he'll be helpless to pull free unless you let him go.

"...I... That would be true, yes... I hadn't thought of it in that particular way... W-Wait no! I shouldn't do that!"

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"P-Passionate One... W-What is the meaning of this costuming...?"

"Tanaka-senpai!" He practically squeaked with surprise, his hands holding tightly the rim of his jacket as if they needed to grip something. "I-It… In all honesty it isn’t my o-oooh!" A particular shift made him shudder, hastily his jaw grit shut and his eyes went wide.

"…N-Not my option… I-It’s the effect o-of Greyface M-Magic, senpai."

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Just as easily the ribbon came undone, offering no resistance. Ishimaru shuddered and bit back a whine, now the entirely of his body seemed to shake. “I-I am embarrassed… Pardon I-I just… t-the tail is at an a-awful angle!” He explained vaguely, hopint to be released entirely soon so he could take care of the jittering tail on his own, the happy toy thrumming each time harder than before it felt.

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As he continued to pull the bow away, Gundam did his best to look directly at the ohter's face. It was more than difficult to put up with this sort of thing. Of course, hearing the word tail only made him more confused. He glanced up finally.

"...Tail?" He grumbled. "I am... Sorry what do you mean... tail?" He was a little more familiar with the possibilities of what kind of tail was being talked about than he wanted to be. He coughed awkwardly and held the ribbon up now.

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by logic doesn't taking off the ribbon mean you are his master? it's kinda like proof to the point. Like, if it doesn't come off then you aren't his master, but if it does than kuddos. Then you get to boink your bunny.

"I-I... Uh... I.. suppose you are... right."

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"P-Passionate One... W-What is the meaning of this costuming...?"

"Tanaka-senpai!" He practically squeaked with surprise, his hands holding tightly the rim of his jacket as if they needed to grip something. "I-It… In all honesty it isn’t my o-oooh!" A particular shift made him shudder, hastily his jaw grit shut and his eyes went wide.

"…N-Not my option… I-It’s the effect o-of Greyface M-Magic, senpai."

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This was becoming unbearable. His wrists still tied together, Kiyotaka hid his reddened face into his hands, giving a muffled groan as such. He’d not be half as bothered with the ears and the collar if it were not for that infernal tail and how every instance he moved it thrummed elsewhere, making this exchange awfully indecent.

Almost too scared to speak, he nodded hastily to his upperclassman. “P-Please… senpai…” Was the most he managed to say without risking another moan.

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Wow... There really was no way to express just how awkward this situation was. He reached a hand out, still shaky. Surely he could remove the bow... He was a god, after all. A little curse like this one should stand no chance against him. 

"I am very sorry this happened to you..." He pulled on the bow; hoping to remove it. "No need to hide your face."

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"P-Passionate One... W-What is the meaning of this costuming...?"

"Tanaka-senpai!" He practically squeaked with surprise, his hands holding tightly the rim of his jacket as if they needed to grip something. "I-It… In all honesty it isn’t my o-oooh!" A particular shift made him shudder, hastily his jaw grit shut and his eyes went wide.

"…N-Not my option… I-It’s the effect o-of Greyface M-Magic, senpai."

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Trying to keep his fidgetting to a minimum less he hum any more unnecessarily wanton notes, Ishimaru kept struggling instead with the bow tying his wrists together. How it was that such a delicate ribbon of sattin could keep him perfectly tied was far beyond him. “Acco-ording to what I was told, I-I can’t remove my… ah… my attire…” His shaky knees made him move from foot to foot, forcing the former prefect to bite on his lower lip in order to remain quiet.

"S-Supposedly my… my master can remove these… but I ha-aven’t the lightest idea of what that MEEEEANS!” This time Ishimaru went stiff as a board, trying desperately to keep still, his face beet red.

This was hell.

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Really this situation couldn't be more awkward. Every little noise Kiyotaka was making was just making the redness spread on Gundam's face. Surely there was something he could do to help his little rabbit. He clenched his teeth at that thought. That was a little too ironic.

"Ah... Master?" He mumbled the words. While he had considered himself to hold that position he wasn't going to say so. The least he could do was try to untie the poor guy... 

"Um... I-I could attempt if you would like... I-I mean... U-Um... Considering how uncomfortable you.... seem." He shifted just a little. "I am... After all, experienced in dark magic..."