& RETCH.

[diito]

oh man -- people are still alive here!

[diito]

ZERO:

@diito

“If my cooking’s so shit then let’s see YOU do it, smartass!”  At the emphasis, Zero kicked the boiling hot pot of…whatever she had managed and failed to make, straight onto the ground as it rolled and ended to a stop near Dito’s feet.

          there was no masking the smirk that decorated his lips ; nor the soft, vibrating chuckle that’d escaped them, soon after. she was so easy to annoy -- it was like taking candy from a child. “ wow, way to go, z. you know thing is going to complain about not having anything to eat, now, right? no matter how inedible and grotesque it may’ve been. “ lithe fingers idly brushed curly locks away from his eyes, before continuing. “ you just adore making things harder for yourself. “

[blubberbags]

independent. selective. crossover friendly. intoner five of the drakengard 3 series.

[diito]

LADY FIVE·:

Five continued to stand with her arms out, dumbfounded and offended by his explanation. The corners of her lips settled into a displeased frown, “Mistook me? For one of my soldiers?” The nerve of him! Did she look anything like one of those non-playable characters? Her visage was clearly unmistakeable, irreplaceable! 

As he continued hissing at her like a feral squirrel or something, her jaw went a little slack and she gasped, the theatrical sound hitching in her throat, “Dito!” It seemed his oversharing intercepted Five’s earlier impulse to embrace him, and her hands planted on her own hips, almost to mirror his own posture from just before. 

“Who taught you to behave this way, honestly? Your manners have always been bad, but this is getting to be a problem…” She studied him up and down with knit together eyebrows.

“You’re leaving me no choice— I just may have to discipline you. Ball gag, rope and no food for two days… maybe that will teach you to be a little nicer to possibly the only person in this world that loves you.” Five was definitely sulking. Perhaps this way she could manipulate him into an apology, even if he never gave any. If he at least managed to diffuse the situation in a shitty way, she’d see it as his version of one; she wanted to believe in him.

“It can’t be that bad.” An attempt to downplay his suffering.

          “ who taught me? ” a solitary, brunet brow would rise, golden eyes rolling, briefly, in response. who else could have? he was locked up beneath her hawkish gaze at all times, just about. it was her suffocating nature that’d driven him to this point, to begin with. “ . . . the finer details of it don’t matter too much, i suppose. “ his brow would twitch, now, the disciple fighting the ever-nagging desire to retch in response to her provocative threats. her taste in punishment had always left plenty to be desired. why couldn’t his intoner have been more like him? a little bit of blood && a lot of entrails were far more satisfying than mere sexual favour and petty torture.

          dito would breathe a long, impatient, but tempered sigh betwixt parted lips ; a single, palm-open hand coming to rest against his cheek, trying his hardest not to snap back at his lady with more snide remarks. that would do nothing but dig him into a far deeper, more inescapable hole than the manageable one he was held within, currently. “ it was only a joke. you seemed a bit tense, is all. i thought a little change in pace would fire you up a little. “ lying through his teeth, of course -- and through ages of dealing with his buxom intoner, he’d grown quite proficient at it. a small victory, if anything. “ do you never tire of playing the big, bad, dominant intoner && the poor, helplessly obedient disciple game? i thought experimenting was all the rage, these days. “

[diito]

     disbelief painted his features, albeit briefly -- gloved hands resting at his hips as he breathed a long, drawn out sigh. the disciple had no clue what had even possessed him to spook five, of all people, but not only was it a waste of time -- now he was stuck with her incessant ogling && coddling. “ i . . . thought you were someone else, that’s all. ” he’d murmur in response, drawing lithe fingers through curly locks as he spoke. “ one of those dear soldiers of yours has been slacking off quite a bit -- i figured a little scare as opposed to plucking a limb from him would do some good, this time. ”

     dito was far from being the best liar, but his intoner also had the awful, predictable habit of taking things at face value. “ and i don’t have any sort of routine for you, besides the ever-nagging urge to vomit out my innards every time you touch me. ” he’d had a way with words ; honestly -- so much so that he’d made himself smirk with the tiniest, fleeting sense of victory. he knew he couldn’t push too far, however ; since she had her ways of manipulating him. and quite easily, at that. 

@blubberbags // cont. from here.

[aeristheancient-deactivated2019]

so since i recently returned to tumblr, do me a huge favor guys and REBLOG THIS IF YOU WOULD INTERACT WITH AN AERITH GAINSBOROUGH FROM FFVII. i’d really appreciate it as i’m trying to find partners to thread with again after a long long hiatus. thanks !! 

[savageintoner]

this is juli and she roleplays a very angry albino tsundere that looks like a bunny. She curses, murders and has a love / hate relationship with just about everything: she does not cook, she does not clean, she does not do anything unless she wants to. What could be better? obviously, you want to wait hand and foot for this queen of queens okay? so if you want to roleplay with Zero from Drakengard 3 than by all means sell your soul to the savage intoner. 

[daemonusdea]

man, it smells like updog in here, z.

how could you. – @diito.

  “ …? ” Her brows are knit together, a puzzled expression answering him for a moment, trying to smell whatever it was he was talking about.

        “ What the fuck is updog? ” It occurs to her a split second later, what exactly had transpired, and what had so foolishly fallen out of her impulsive mouth…There’s a moment she looks to him betrayed and scandalized, before adjusting a steady grip on her sword and flashing an intense, death-wishing scowl.

     “ …You know what? You’re a horrible disciple, and I’m gonna kill you in your sleep for this, just you wait. Better be proud of yourself while you can, you absolute rat bastard. ”

[diito]

     words cannot hope to express how happy i -- ( and this murder boy . . . ) -- are to see a flicker of life in this fandom.

[diito]

I'm not sure if you are too familiar with the spiderman series but thinking about how much of a match Dito would be with the carnage symbiote is both awesome and terrifying given how similar in personality the murder boi is to the comic book character Cletus Kassidy

i … know next to nothing about spiderman, but this sounds interesting ?? you can fill me in via dm or something if you want!!

[diito]

          the thought of this loser even attempting to have a healthy relationship ( be it platonic or otherwise ) is just hilarious to me bc he’s the living, breathing embodiment of dysfunction. like. this. that is dito. it’s awful.

[diito]

>:3c

          “ … look, z. i know i’m pretty handsome && all, but all of this staring is starting to give me lady five vibes, y’know? and not in the good way. “

[diito]

CASUALLY SITS ON. "Hello, manlet."

          --- falters beneath the weight of this SHE-DEMON. 

[flowerofantiquity]

[diito]

grandma·:

@diito is DOING SHIT HE PROBABLY SHOULDN’T BE DOING. 

     “ I’m beginning to wonder how Five put up with you for so long, what with how often you’re always complaining and bitching about shit. How about you cut out the dramatics for five minutes and let’s get this shit show over with, yeah? We’re not getting through the forest any faster with your bitching. ” Even so the Intoner would never admit how much it amused her that all he did was complain or kill, it was most certainly hypocrisy on her end. 

     “ well, i’d mention how it’s no surprise your own disciple up and left you because of your incessant nagging, severe lack of culinary skills and general, all-around bitchiness, but, you never had one of your own, huh? that’s too bad. “ gloved hands were perched against his hips as he spoke, smirk pulling at his lips, now. he knew just how to press every single one of zero’s buttons, and it was always more amusing than the previous instance.

[diito]

dweebsmuses·:

“I’m far too contaminated to do anything about it.” Ignoring the comments made by the POD, 2B would stand, doing her best to fend off the chanting machines. Every swing hurt. That wasn’t something that she was supposed to feel. All she could do was stumble about, slowly crumbling inside and out. It felt as though she had failed her only purpose. “You should leave while you still have the chance.”

     a weighted sigh would leave the disciple’s lips ; brow furrowing further in budding annoyance. he didn’t have time to partake in a pity-party, right now. not with those annoying little hunks of metal trying to tear him flesh from limb. “ yeah, yeah. we can sort that out once these things are out of the way, right ? “ he’d breathe a quiet growl, sweat layering his forehead && curled bangs, eventually maneuvering himself to press his back to the android’s own, inadvertently ( or so he’d prefer it perceived ) helping her remain upright, if only temporarily.

     “ as much as i’d love to save my own skin, do you really think i know piss from water about this place? kinda’ need you here. “ the thought of relying on anyone else in itself left a bitter, stinging taste in his throat. bile, likely -- quite a disgusting thought process. shrugging it off, gloved fingers would beckon toward an opening being created amidst the machines’ reinforcements. an escape route that would undoubtedly suffice, were she able to navigate herself through it without toppling over. “ dunno about you, but i’ve had enough of fighting these things. you gonna’ hike your ass out of here, or do i have to drag your lifeless carcass out of here? one way or the other, i ain’t dying here, and i’d prefer if you didn’t, either--- “ a scowl marred his features, now. “ yet, at least. “

[diito]

                                @dweebsmuses​ // continued from here.

     “ oh, come on -- you’re not really giving up that easily are you, lady ? “ the disciple would grunt, large spear clutched firmly within his grasp, oil && other fluids dripping from the metal as golden eyes narrowed at the android. he knew nothing of her -- of her purpose, her origins, her motives. but she’d been the only semblance of normalcy he’d come across in this place, and he wasn’t going to let his one realistic shot at gathering information && returning home be laid to waste by a few constructs of nuts && bolts.