Everything Lobotomy Corporation

Face the Fear, Enjoy the Memes. ( Lobotomy Corporation fan blog for headcanons, fanfic and incorrect quotes!)

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chamomile tea (chesed/reader)

(note; spoilers for the end of lobotomy corp?? it’s set in library of ruina, so...)

In the seemingly endless cycle between battling in the library for his newfound life, upkeeping his corner of said library, and his experiments with coffee, Chesed sleeps very little.

When you bring this up with him, nestled in the crook of his arm in the fourth activity taking up Chesed's time--namely, being with you--the sound of his laughter resounds in his chest and in your ears. "It's not like I'm entirely human, you know. Sleep isn't a huge priority for me."

"Is it such a bad thing to want to sleep next to my boyfriend?" You ask, looking up at him.

This seems to have the intended effect, because he presses a kiss to the top of your head, murmuring--"You can sleep with me whenever you like. Just ask, really."

The way his voice dropped low into his chest carries a world of implications--one you quite like exploring--but not tonight. "That's not what I meant just now."

You can feel his lips tug at the corners. "The other kind of sleep is fine too."

You look upwards to resume your puppy-dog-eyeing, because it was pretty nice when it worked, actually. "Even if you're not joining in?"

"I'd much rather watch and make sure you're sleeping well, love." There's an easygoing expression to his face; the bags underneath his eyes creasing slightly as he blinks slowly at you.

You reach up and run your thumb along those bags. He lets you. He smiles a little wider for it too.

"You look incredibly sleepy yourself, though," you say.

"Isn't that a part of my charm?"

"Cheseeeed."

The sound of his laugh is light and loving. It dies on his lips when you settle into a resting position on the couch, your back against the armrest--and tug his arm back so he's lying on top of you, his body weight offset only by his hand planted beside your head on the couch. The light in the library is low, without the reading lamps--the only light is from the windows, gently pouring into the crowded space as if the building were buried under the sea. There's enough light, though, to see the exact moment Chesed's heart leaps into his throat, and you feel yourself smile a little bit, at that.

"If you insist, darling," he murmurs.

"I do. Thank you." You close your eyes just a second too late to see Chesed's eyes close too. And as he listens to your heart beating, its pace calming deep in your chest, he allows himself to drift off into slumber, feeling safe and sound and loved...

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[slinks into the ask box] can i get some romantic chesed hcs? (like what'd it'd be like to date/kiss/flirt with him n stuff hfgfgnklgfn)

Romantic Chesed 

The first thing he does when he wakes up in the morning is call or text his lover and ask them how they slept

He loves to stay in touch and keep contact, despite his work schedule.

 Even throughout his workday, he’ll be finding a way to talk to them 

When you finally see each other his embrace is quick and almost suffocating

he pulls you in so quickly and gives you a chaste kiss 

His nicknames can range from a cute reference to the time you’ve spent together to something entirely random 

“Hey Pixie Stick... everything okay? Just need a hug huh?  I was missing you too.”

“Good to see you starfish, Nice of you to drop by and see me at work!”

He’s very flirty, whether you’re alone or not 

Heck, if he wants to leave a conversation he may intentionally flirt with you to make the other party uncomfortable

His kisses are ALWAYS quick 

nice, sweet and curt 

Mainly because he doesn’t really know how to kiss very well and is hoping you won’t notice

He’s a little embarrassed by the fact and if called out on it he will fess up

And suggest you help him practice -Mod Binah 

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Lobcorp Men Embarrassed

Yesod:

He will avoid everyone at all cost when he is embarrassed.

Anyone seeing his face is the absolute worst-case scenario

cause he is BRIGHT red

He will hide, almost comically, from anyone that comes near him 

He’s so embarrassed.

“G-Get the hell out of my office! Can’t you see I’m BUSY!”

He actually gets very easily embarrassed, so he will often hole up in his office 

Netzach:

He has an adorable little blush and he just kind of giggles and never addresses it, even if someone asks him

He’s not ashamed really to see anyone 

“Yeah yeah. I’m all red. wooo.... get back to work. I’m on break.”

He doesn’t really give two shits 

Very seldom does Netzach get genuinely embarrassed 

Chesed:

He gets embarrassed more often than most but he will not shy away from anyone

Seeing his cheeks tinted pink is a common occurrence 

He’ll be very coy about it but will admit what is making him nervous or embarrassed

“Oh uh yeah... I must look pretty red... One of my employees just gave me a kiss on the cheek. I guess it got me more than I thought.”

Hokma:

When he gets embarrassed it’s business as usual 

His employee don’t dare mention it unless they want to be scolded about wasting time

He won’t tell you why he’s so pink

It’s none of your damn business

You will face disciplinary action if you ask.

-Mod Binah

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to fill in the blanks (netzach/reader)

The Qliploth Deterrence is up. All is quiet as you slip out of your barracks and into the main hall of the Security Department. The green space is bathed in low, fluorescent light; all you hear is the quiet hum of machinery, your footsteps echoing and bouncing off the walls, and the pounding of your heart in your chest. It’s embarrassing that after so much of this--this whatever you’ve got going on with the Sephirah overlooking your department, you think it might be casual, but you dunno--your heart still pounds like that, but it is what it is. You reach into your pocket for the spare key to his office.

Netzach, for his part in the evening, is slouched over on his desk. He must already on his fifth can of beer, you note, spotting the empty cans scattered nearby. 

He slowly lifts his head to look up at the sound of the door creaking open. When he sees it’s you, an easy, delighted smile plays onto his lips. “Hey there! Glad to see you made it, I missed you today!” the sephirah cheers, dragging himself off the office chair and across the floor. He stumbles, and you step forward to catch him before he can faceplant--when he looks up at you from where he’s already comfortably settled in your arms, a warm giggle spills from his lips, smelling of alcohol like his breath usually does.  

You’re not drunk off your ass, but can’t help but smile, yourself. “I, um, missed you too. You okay?” you ask, easing him into leaning on the front of his desk. 

“Hmm, I dunno.”

You sit beside him on the floor. “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve got a severe deficiency of Vitamin U, that’s what.”

“Oh god, that one was pretty bad. Are you really drunk already?” You’re laughing, sure, holding your gut and crumpling into Netzach’s open arms, but it was still pretty bad.

“C’mon, you know me. It’ll take a lot more than this...” Netzach puts the can aside. His now-free hand settles on your waist instead. “I wasn’t joking though.”

“About the vitamin U thing?”

“That, and I really did miss you today.” There’s a small puff of his own laughter, just a tiny glint of mirth in his eyes as he looks at you. “You did so great out there though. You really gave it your all, and... well, you know the rest, don’t you.”

The pride in his tone is genuine, and you can’t help but smile. For all the things Netzach might not be, he’s always been honest. “Thanks.”

He leans in, his forehead softly bumping yours.  The corners of his mouth pull into a grin--“Now, since I’m your boss, I should reward you, right?”

“I dunno, boss. Do you have anything in mind?”

“Hmmm! Well, uh, let’s see...”

Netzach falls silent for a little bit, the expression on his face easing into something... unfamiliar, on him. You find yourself shifting in your seat a bit, the sudden change in atmosphere a little unsettling. 

When he finally speaks again, he definitely doesn’t sound quite like he did when he was joking around before. Or even during all your other visits. “Sorry, actually... yeah, just one thing. In mind, I mean. And it feels like I can’t think about anything else anymore, even though just a second ago I was totally thinking about something else... weird, huh.”

“What is it?”

“This is sudden and I’m kind of all over the place, but hear me out?” In stark contrast to his playfulness from earlier, Netzach seems almost serious. No--the way the laugh lines at his eyes have eased, the way he’s got the corners of his mouth pressed into something thinner, something more uncertain…

“Of course I will.”

“I love you.”

“Buh?”

“Pfft.” The smile on his face returns for just a moment. “I think... I really do, though. Whether I’m drunk or not, whether you’re out there or in here, whether I’m actually working or slacking off, and even--god--when I think of you, and the thought of you makes me feel like I might wanna work harder, even though don’t think I deserve this, or you, or even-- Ugh, sorry, this is a mess--”

“No, no, it’s okay!” In your hurry to stop Netzach from pulling away, all you can think to do is put your hand over his. It’s tender. It feels raw, somehow, too. Real, in a sort of way you haven’t quite been with each other until now. As you’re mentally catching up to this--this, you run the pad of your thumb over the rough skin of his hands; the wrinkles in the joints of his fingers, not quite sure what should come next.  The motion seems to calm Netzach, though; his breath slowing in his chest as his gaze fixates on your hands.

“It’s okay,” you say. 

“It is okay,” he says tentatively. Like he’s testing the feel of the words on his tongue, or perhaps like he’s testing the feeling the words convey. 

Together, you sit for a while, just like that. When he hasn’t pulled away after, you thread your fingers through his. “It’s okay, and I love you too, Netzach.”

He snaps to attention, eyes wide.  “You do?”

“Of course I do.” 

“Why? I mean, I know I’m technically seriously your boss but-- you’re you, and I just sit here and watch you be you. All day.”

“You don’t have to do anything though. I mean, your job here aside--you don’t need to do anything. You’re plenty ‘deserving’ as-is.”

“...Really.”

“Really,” you insist. “Besides, it’s not like I love you because you’re good at your job.”

“Oh, low blow! Come on, now!” Netzach laughs, full and rich, and when he comes down from the high of it--still short of breath, wiping tears out of his eyes--the tight feeling in your chest unwinds a little bit, and his hand is still in yours. “I’m no good, yeah, but... who knows, maybe that can change. If--god, I can’t believe it, but...” Netzach shifts his weight towards you, still looking a little sheepish.

Hoping it helps him believe it, you scooch closer, yourself, and rest your head on his shoulder, tightening your grasp of his hand. He chokes on air. His posture stiffens. To anyone else, it might be unflattering, but it comes off as endearing in your head, even if for a second you think you might have crossed a line.

But then you actually look, and you are greeted with the red flush on Netzach’s face. He sighs, rubbing at the nape of his neck. “Okay, okay, fine. It might take a bit, but I’ll... get there.  Thanks.”

“Thank you, too.”

Netzach rests his head on you. “This probably isn’t what you had in mind--’s definitely not what we’ve been doing up ‘til now.”

“This is nice, too, though.”

“Yeah… it is.”

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I really enjoyed the male sephirah comfort post. If it’s not too much of a bother can you do the ladies?

This ended up kind of long, oops, so I put it under a readmore. I hope you like it! - Vanilla

Malkuth

When you walk into her office, she chirps at you like usual, almost too busy to notice how terrible you feel.

The first spare second she gets to really look at you she stops dead in her tracks, though–and before she can work through her surprise at not noticing the moment you stepped in, she abandons her work to fuss over you. 

She asks if you want something to drink, she drapes a blanket over your shoulders, she takes out some comfier pillows and pads your immediate surroundings with them… it’s almost like protocol.

When she’s deemed your general surroundings to be comfortable enough, Malkuth sidles up beside you and then she asks if you want to talk about it. She’s an attentive, meticulous listener; she handles your problems, if you permit her to, in a sort of process that’s like something out of the manual for mental stress and damage management, but she’s earnest in her desire to help you.

If it makes you feel safer, she lets you sleep on the couch in her office, promising to join you as soon as she can.

After she’s made sure you’re all right, she finishes up her work; feeling satisfied for having been able to help you, and just a little happier to have you with her here in general.If taking care of you was a point on her checklist, it would no doubt be one of her favorites.

Hod

The first thing Hod does when you step into her office, no matter what, is ask you how you are and how your day was.

So when you reply a little less… good, than usual, it worries her immediately.

She sits down with you and asks if you want to talk about it; she listens to whatever you want to say, and sits with you in silence if that’s what you prefer.

If you don’t mind, one thing she’d like to do for you is to lay your head in her lap, so she can gently stroke your head, so she can hold your hand, so you can be lying down somewhere soft and comfy… and if she’s being honest, being able to dole physical affection out like that makes her happy too. No matter what, you’re still her number one priority, though.

Any work she had that night is put on hold for you, no questions asked. If something especially urgent comes up, and if it’s something you would prefer to being left sitting alone, she takes you with her; your hand firmly grasped in hers the whole time. (She might get flack from Yesod, she says, but she’s sure he’ll come around to understanding.) 

When you’re grounded, Hod feels grounded too, so when you’re feeling under the weather she wants to help you as much as she can. 

Geburah

Geburah is really, really bad at dealing with this kind of thing. She notices immediately; it’s not like she focuses too hard on the paperwork with you around anyway, but the emotion that hits her first is panic.

It takes her a second to pull herself together, but as soon as she does she still feels kind of awkward about this. She starts by asking you what you’re upset about. She’s a bit pushier than the others in this respect. If something or someone in particular has got you down she can focus on solutions; on how she can take care of those things so it’s less likely to get you down again. If it’s nothing in particular, though, then… well, she flounders a bit. But Geburah is nothing if not willing to listen to you vent. She asks you if there’s anything else she can do, too, just because she wants to make sure she isn’t missing anything. 

She can’t help but think of you as fragile when you’re upset, just because she’s unsure of how to deal with these situations–so if you want physical contact, you’ll have to speak up about it. If you do, though, she gives it to you unflinchingly. 

Geburah’s office isn’t exactly comfortable, but she’s willing to swallow her pride and go to the Welfare Department to get/borrow anything you might need or want to feel safe with her.

Because she does want you to feel safe with her. So even if it’s not her forte, she tries her best to comfort you. 

Binah

Binah notices pretty quickly if something is bothering you. She quietly pours you a cup of tea, sends a clerk to fetch some snacks to go with it, and then she just asks what’s on your mind. She’s kind of pushy, too. Just because she thinks it would be silly to tiptoe around an issue you have, if any.

She gives her advice and her reassurances plain and simple. She is outright with her thoughts if she thinks you did something wrong, but will try to be gentle about it even then. She does care for you, after all. (Even if it takes a bit of effort on her part to admit it.) 

If talking about it (or not talking about it, if it can’t be helped) doesn’t do the trick, she thinks instead of things to do that might distract you, or amuse you. Something to take away the pain even if only for a moment. 

…Even if those things are not entirely by-the-book, you find, as she offers to take you into Nothing There’s containment unit so the two of you can play fetch with it. Or perhaps you would prefer going on a little vacation with the use of the perception filter? She’s not had much experience messing with it, but surely it won’t be too hard to just change the look of your surroundings…

Binah is confident in her ability to protect you and keep you safe. Nothing messes with you on her watch. Her ability to keep you happy, though? To navigate more… personal, or emotional interactions? Maybe not so much, but she’ll definitely try with you.

+ Angela

When you walk into your office that day it’s not your office anymore; it’s an atrium. The moon hangs high over the glass roof, and the lush flora and foliage is lit by little lanterns hanging from the trees. 

Angela noticed your mental state, of course, before you came back, and prepared this, thinking you might like it, or that maybe it would help calm your nerves at least. 

Of course, it’s a simulation, so the wind in the trees is just the ventilation in your office, and though the ornate table in the center of the garden looks like it could be real wood, it’s actually just your desk. If it’s not to your liking, she’ll ask you what you want to do, and do whatever is in her power to make that happen. 

She asks lots of questions, because she likes the idea of learning how to take care of you; otherwise she spoils you a little, partially to see how you’ll react, and also because she wants to. 

Angela thinks at first that it isn’t necessary to ask you what’s wrong; she has eyes everywhere, after all. But then she realizes that sometimes it’s important for people to vent. So she listens to whatever you want to say, if anything at all. She asks before giving you her two cents on anything; she considers asking before dealing with these issues directly to be very important. She knows how delicate the mind can be, and doesn’t do anything before knowing for sure it won’t make things worse.

If you want to simply rest, or to not talk about what’s weighing on you–she doesn’t question it. 

She asks if you would rather be alone. If you tell her yes, then she backs off, with a gentle reminder that she will be here if you need anything. If you wouldn’t mind her company, she gladly stays by your side, thinking about how odd it is how much just having someone–or having someone in particular–can change things, and she finds herself sincerely hoping she could lift your mood in some way.

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Hello! I’m Vanilla.

I’ve been something like a mod on the discord server for a little while, but I was told that it was also all right for me to do stuff for the blog, so I’m here. I specialize in writing reader-insert, romance stuff, but I think I can handle most reqs you throw my way. Not super good at talking about myself though pffft. Anyway, I’m glad to be here, and I’m looking forward to hanging out with you all. 

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Netzach: Yesod has these insanely strong opinions on everything. Go on, ask him a thing no one should have an opinion on.

Hod: Hey, Yesod, what's the worst multiple of four?

Yesod: Twelve, obviously. Dumbass.

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Netzach: I've been looking at the man in the mirror 🎶

Netzach: He asked me to break the glass because he didn't want to live anymore.

Yesod: Oh...

Yesod: Your reflection spoke to you? I don't think that's possible.

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Angela: Nothing in life is free. Chesed: Love is free! Hod: Adventure is free. Yesod: Knowledge is free. Binah: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

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Looking for 1 new Mod

I’m trying my best to get the blog back up and running and I am going to be adding one new mod You must have a discord and be willing to join the discord and preferably you’re over 18 cause I need more people willing to write nsfw.  Just shoot us an ask if you’re interested and whatever you’d like us to know

-Mod Binah

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Lobotomy Corp Pets

Angela permits the Sephirah to have office pets but things get out of hand quickly.

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“I think it looks classy in the corner of my office.” Tiphereth sighed sweetly, gesturing to the large fish tank teeming with colorful fish. The little boy was through the moon, excited to have a pet in his office. “Thank you, Angela. I didn’t mean to impose-” “It’s simply fish.” She responded, almost robotically, “I don’t see them impeding your work very much.” “I actually think this will improve my work!” He nearly squealed, watching the bright technicolor creatures swim around. Angela raised a brow and a devious smirk formed. “Really?” “Yeah, It will make the day bearable. Who doesn’t want a friend or a couple of friends to help you through each day?” The Ai smiled, tapping her chin and running through the logistics of her new forming plan in her heard. “Tell me... do you think it would help the other Sephirah as well?”

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The rule was enacted seemingly out of nowhere. Suddenly, the sefirot were allowed office pets. This email out of nowhere was interesting and it didn’t take long for the changes to be implemented.  Angela began in the Control Department, walking the halls and noting the employees and their tasks. She made her way to Malkuth’s office, opening the door without so much as a knock to see the Sephirah hard at work with some paperwork. The cockatiel on her desk danced happily, holding a pen in its mouth. Malkuth took the pen, thanking the little bird for it’s help. “Hello, Malkuth,” Angela finally greeted. Both the girl and the bird looked up, the bird mimicking the sound of the first trumpet upon seeing an intruder. “Oh, Good Morning Angela... Picnic, can you get mommy the white out?” It whistled, kicking off the desk into flight and going over to a little disorganized junk drawer in the corner. It picked up and flung around items as it searched and Angela just watched him eerily. “Your pet is not only for companionship but also has a practical use.” “Y-Yeah, Picnic is a very sweet bird.” “Good to see that it’s helping you work... Do you know if any other Sefirot have gotten into the spirit of things?” “I know Netzach got something and the information department has been abuzz all morning about whatever Yesod has.” “abuzz?” Malkuth nodded, digging through her papers as the cockatiel returned with a bottle of white out. “Yes, Something has them all talking and gossiping.”

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It wasn’t a far walk to the information department and on the way, snickers and giggles could be heard. Angela entered without knocking and wasn’t phased at all at the sight. Yesod was at his standing desk and at his side was .... a naked cat. “It appears your mammal has lost it’s hair somewhere.” She commented, making the Sefirot roll his eyes. The cat jumped into his desk and he quickly pet the affectionate thing. “ Qetesh is a Donskoy. She doesn’t have any hair. It’s more efficient.” “It looks gross.” He sighed at her remark, having heard something similar all morning from his team. “She doesn’t have hairballs, at least.” “I suppose that is a plus.” “Why is everyone so interested in Qetesh? Netzach and Hod have absolutely abysmal choices.” He complained. “Cats are clean, functional, and they are independent mostly.” “What do Netzach and Hod have?” “Frogs.” “...Excuse me?” “Just go to the Security department. They should both be there.”

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There was a hastily drawn sign that read Frog Room hanging on the door of Netzach’s office. From inside he heard gigglings and snorts from Hod and Angela determined that knocking was the best idea this time. Hod immediately asked her to enter and Angela was not prepared for what she was about to see. Inside was Netzach and Hod of course and a couple employees from both departments. There were hundreds of frogs hopping loose all over the room, jumping on people and climing on everything.Netzach had one on his head and Hod was cuddling about 5 of them like babies. “...Do I want to know what's going on here?”  “Fun.” Netzach said simply. “We got a shitload of frogs.” “I can....see that.” She said, being slightly distracted as a happy little frog jumped onto her foot. She looked down at it before kicking it off, launching it to Netzach  and hitting him in the face with a loud slap. He didn’t seem to mind, picking up the little guy. “She’s not the cuddly type, Archibald. You stay here with me.” “Please tell me you did not name them all.” “Oh!” Hod started, poking the head of the frogs she was holding. “Of course we did! This one is Pep, this one is chicken nugget, we call this little guy Squeedly Spooch-” “Don’t forget Durndle.” Netzach butt in, leaving Angela almost in shock. She had no intention of sticking around and hearing all the names.

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Angela stopped by to say hello to the Tiphereth fish tank before making her way to the Welfare Department. The sound of arguing drew her to the hallway that connected the Welfare and Disciplinary departments. The yelling sounded all too familiar.  When she saw Chesed leaning against the wall, holding a puppy in his arms and across from him was Gebura with a leash on ..... “Gebura, is that a Wolverine?” Angela asked, almost exhausted. Both Sefirot turned to look at their boss but Gebura rolled her eyes. “Hello Angela.” Chesed started. “I was just taking Eirene for a little walk. Just to get my precious fluffy sheltie a lay of the land-” “If you’re going to address me do not coddle your dog while doing it.” Angela warned, unamused by the blue haired sephirah cuddling the animal. He ignored her, continuing to hug his precious puppy.  “Gebura’s Wolverine is very aggressive.” “He’s on a fucking leash. What more do you want from me!?” “It bites every employee it walks by-” Chesed was interrupted when the little furry creature snapped its jaws at him. “Get your little monster away from me.” “Maahes is MY little monster!” “I care much less about this now.” Angela said dryly, walking off and not bothering to weigh in on either side.

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Hokma was frazzled, looking under every desk in the department when Angela arrived. She looked at him curiously but he didn’t seem to notice. “Milly! Milly sweetie where are you?” “You lost your pet?” “Oh, Angela, thank goodness.” He stood quickly, dusting himself off and trying to seem less disheveled. “Milly is missing. She’s a miniature pig.” “Where is the last place you saw her?” “She was just running around. Oh, Milly where have you gone.” “Well, when you find her let me know. I’ll go see what pet Binah has decided to keep.” “Yes. Yes. Of course, Angela.” She had already started walking off, trying not to look back at the sound of Hokma panicking. She made her way into the dark halls of the Extraction department. There were discouraging roars and rumbles coming deep from the area and Angela continued stoically through the hall. It wasn’t long before she came upon Binah’s throne. None of her employees were anywhere to be seen. Behind her stood the large black mass, growling at Angela’s approach. “Binah.” “Angela.... to what do I owe this visit?” “Is that the Mountain of Smiling Bodies?” “I call him Mose, for short.” Binah said casually. “He’s cute when you get past the smell.” The creature burped, a bright pink color shooting out from its mouth and landing at Angela’s feet. The collar read ‘Milly’ and Angela just had to sigh. “....He got hungry-” “Put him back.” “There is no rule that says I have to.” “There’s about to be, this was all a mistake.” Angela turned heel, walking out of the room and massaging her forehead. Binah sighed, petting the sticky mess who let out a little grunt in reponse. “....I’ll still call you Mose, buddy.”

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Mod Binah’s Return

I couldn’t stay away very long. I have returned to make content for you all and I hope you like it.  I’ll get to work immediately 

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where's mod netzach?

Yesod help, I’m trying to be inactive but I’m dummy thicc and the clap of my ass-cheeks keeps alerting the anons.

- Mod Netzach.

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Hi hi! Mod Chesed here, I’m going to try my best from now on to post. Lately I’ve felt out of place because of my age and abilities/knowledge of lobotomy corporation. So please bare w me but- I plan to be more active in the future and will try my best to update and keep as close to canon as possible! So if you guys think I’m being too au heavy please do tell me and I will try my best to change 💜

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will you open mods appilcations? i'd love to help :o

If I'm honest? Prob, Bob. I'm not really the best person to run the blog but.. *jazz hands* here I am.

I'll be a bit picky with applications because I want to make sure the quality stays okay here, and because I don't want to make a big mistake within my first couple days running this thing. Promise I'll be chill though. People like you who just wanna help are the type I'll be looking into.

- Mod Netzach

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You got this Netzach!

Thanks, I'll be doing my best. I'm not at a good spot in my life right now, but hey. I'll do what I can while I can.

- Mod Netzach

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Here's an idea, who would the Sephirahs main in Smash Bros?

Malkuth: K. Rool Yesod: Toon Link Netzach: WarioHod: PeachTiphereth A: Samus Tiphareth B: Young LinkChesed: Isabelle Gebura: Bowser or Captain FalconBinah: Dark Samus Hokma: Luigi

-Mod Binah-I main Zelda, personally