Akima Akari
Meaning: Demon Light
Age: 1700 (In human years he is 17)
Dorm: Ignihyde
Inspired by: Pain and Panic
Appearance: Akima has soft, tousled pink hair that falls messily around his face, its gentle hue contrasting sharply with the stark environment of STYX. His eyes, a muted grayish-blue, hold an almost distant, sleepy quality, as if perpetually lost in thought or exhaustion. Dark eye bags linger beneath them, a testament to countless sleepless nights and the weight of his circumstances. Despite his youthful appearance, there is an underlying weariness in his gaze—subtle but impossible to miss, as though he has seen far more than he should at his age.
Lore: Akima Akari met Idia Shroud when they were younger at STYX, before Ortho’s death. Akima was a demon specimen discovered in Chiconahuatl, found in the midst of a brutal civil war between the flame and glacial demons. Taken by STYX for research, he was transported to their facility, stripped of his past, and labeled as just another test subject.
Idia first saw Akima through the reinforced glass of an observation room—a pale, sterile space devoid of warmth or comfort. Akima sat on the cold floor, dressed in standard STYX experiment clothes, a restrictive collar fastened around his neck, marking him as an asset rather than a person. His eyes held a quiet defiance, yet there was an unmistakable exhaustion in his posture. Each specimen had their own isolated chamber, but something about Akima felt different—something that made Idia hesitate longer than usual.
Despite his usual reluctance to interact with others, Idia found himself drawn to the demon boy. Perhaps it was curiosity, or perhaps it was the way Akima’s presence disrupted the rigid order of STYX. Whatever the reason, that moment was the beginning of something neither of them could have predicted.
As time passed, Idia began sneaking out of his room late at night to visit Akima. The walls between them slowly started to fade as they spent more time together in secret. Idia introduced Akima to the things that brought him comfort in his own isolated world—anime, manga, and his favorite music group, Premo, inspired by the Three Fates. He shared his passions with Akima, showing him the freedom and creativity that existed outside of their cold, controlled environment.
What began as stolen moments in the dead of night blossomed into a deep, inseparable bond. They became best friends, relying on each other in ways that neither could have anticipated. In a world where trust was rare, Akima found a safe space in Idia, and Idia found someone who understood the quiet pain of being trapped.
When Ortho, Idia’s beloved little brother, died, the weight of the loss nearly broke him. But Akima was there, a constant presence by his side, offering comfort in the only way he knew how—through shared silence and understanding. He didn’t need to say much; he just stayed close, offering a shoulder to lean on during the darkest days. Akima’s quiet support helped Idia carry the burden of grief, and through it, their bond only grew stronger.
In the aftermath of Ortho’s death, Idia and Akima’s friendship evolved into something more—something that transcended the walls of STYX. It was a connection built not on words, but on the unspoken understanding of two souls who had both suffered, yet had found solace in one another.
Signature Spell: "Pandemonium's Veil"
Incantation: “Chaos reigns, shadows swirl, let pandemonium unfurl.”
Effect: Aki summons a cloud of dark, swirling mist that disorients and confuses his enemies, much like how Pain and Panic's antics often caused chaos. The mist distorts reality, making it difficult for others to discern friend from foe or to act with clarity. Enemies caught within it may experience heightened anxiety, fear, or even hallucinations, throwing them into a state of confusion or panic. This chaotic energy can also interfere with their magical abilities, disrupting spells or weakening their power temporarily.
The spell plays into Aki’s ability to manipulate shadows and create an atmosphere of confusion and fear, reflecting the chaotic duo’s role in Hercules. It’s not only a tool for disorienting enemies but also a way for Aki to take control of a situation where confusion reigns supreme.
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WARNINGS: Mention of harassment, ambiguous (unclear) consent
You stormed out of the gym, your hand still gripping Kim's wrist, though your hold was careful not to hurt him. Kim followed in stunned silence, his eyes darting between your face and the ground. He didn’t dare say anything until you stopped at the edge of the parking lot, finally releasing his wrist and turning to face him. “What the hell was that?” you demanded, your voice still sharp with anger but tinged with concern.
Kim flinched slightly, rubbing his wrist where your hand had been. “Hyung, it’s not what it looked like…” “Not what it looked like?” you repeated, incredulous. “Dan, you were pinned against a wall by some guy who looked like he was ready to…” You trailed off, shaking your head as you struggled to keep your composure.
“That’s not how a professional relationship is supposed to look. What’s going on?” Kim hesitated, his gaze dropping to the ground. He shuffled nervously, clearly uncomfortable. “Jaekyung… he’s… intense. But it’s not like he’s…” He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s complicated.”
“Complicated?” You crossed your arms, your protective instincts flaring again. “Dan, if he’s doing something to you, you need to tell me. That guy looked like he was about two seconds away from crossing a line, and I’m not about to let anyone hurt you.”
Kim’s eyes widened at your words, and he shook his head quickly. “No! Hyung, it’s not like that. He’s… rough around the edges, sure, but he’s not…” He trailed off again, struggling to find the right words. “I can handle it. Really.”
You frowned, not convinced. “Handle it? Dan, you looked terrified back there. That doesn’t scream ‘I’ve got this under control’ to me. If you’re in over your head, you need to let me help you.”
Kim sighed, his shoulders slumping. “Hyung, I appreciate that you care, but… you don’t understand. Jaekyung… he’s just… intense. It’s how he motivates people. He’s not actually trying to…” He gestured vaguely, unable to finish the sentence. “He’s just like that. I promise, I’m fine.”
You weren’t buying it. “Motivates people? By pinning them to walls and making them uncomfortable? That’s not motivation, Dan. That’s intimidation.”
Kim’s lips pressed into a thin line, and he looked away. “It’s not as bad as you’re making it out to be. I can’t afford to lose this job, hyung. I need this.”
Your chest tightened at his words, the weight of his struggles hitting you harder than ever. You knew how much this job meant to him, how hard he’d worked to get where he was. But that didn’t make what you’d seen any easier to swallow. “Dan,” you said softly, your tone losing some of its earlier edge. “I’m not saying you should quit. I’m saying you shouldn’t have to put up with this kind of treatment. If he’s crossing boundaries, you need to stand up for yourself. And if you can’t, then I will.”
Kim’s eyes flicked back to you, and for a moment, you thought you saw a hint of gratitude in his expression. But then he shook his head. “I can handle it. Really. Just… don’t make this a bigger deal than it is, okay? Please?”
You wanted to argue, to march back into that gym and give Jaekyung another piece of your mind. But the pleading look in Kim’s eyes stopped you. You sighed, running a hand through your hair. “Fine. But if he pulls anything like that again, you tell me. Immediately. Got it?” Kim nodded quickly, relief washing over his face. “Got it. Thanks, hyung.” You gave him a long, searching look before nodding. “Alright. Let’s get you home. We’ll talk more about this later.”
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The car ride back to Kim's house was silent, only the soft hum of the engine being the noise filling the silence. You finally break the stillness, glancing over at Kim as you drove. "Dan, I need you to tell me what's goin' on with that... Guy. Is he harassing you? Is he threatening you or something-"
Kim cuts you off with a sigh, eyes narrowed and lips pursed into a soft pout which was cuter than it needed to be (guys I'm not shipping y'all with your brother calm down-). "I said he isn't, hyung! I just need money and a job, and he's giving much more than I need."
"Two things, first, you're telling me you two weren't doin' no sus shit when he was pinnin' ya up against the wall? And second of all, than you need? Sure, in general that's a lot of money being wired to your account, I've seen it. But with the debt of those fuckin' loan sharks... That's not enough." You retort, eyes glaring daggers through the window shield.
Kim fell silent, eyes downcast to his lap as you guys arrived. You unlock the car and watch as KIm grabs his stuff and exits. But before he gets out of earshot you roll down the window and shout - "Don't do anything I wouldn't approve of! And if ya need help, just ask!"
As Kim smiled and nodded, walking away, something about that situation didn’t sit right with you, and you weren’t about to let your guard down. Kim might think he could handle it, but as far as you were concerned, it was your job to protect him—no matter what.
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Amazing, absolutely in awe. I found it shocking how much details were in these docs, and I loved that it was like the actual Wiki fandom profiles. Love the effort put in these profiles, keep up the good work! And don't be afraid to rest up!
In the tumultuous era of the Archon War, when gods and mortals clashed for dominion over Teyvat, the land was ravaged by ceaseless conflict and untold suffering. Among the myriad of warriors, two figures stood out—Xiao, the fierce and loyal Yaksha of the Anemo Archon, and Zhongli, the wise and stoic Geo Archon, Rex Lapis. Bound by duty and a shared desire to protect their people, they fought valiantly against the encroaching darkness.
Amidst the chaos, there was you—a healer, skilled in the ancient arts of restoration and protection. Your talents had not gone unnoticed by the gods, and soon, you found yourself in the service of these two legendary beings. Your journey intertwined with theirs, as you sought to mend the wounds of war and bring solace to those in need. Little did you know, your presence would prove to be as vital as any blade or shield, becoming the light that guided them through the shadows of despair.
The Beginning
The sun was setting over the battlefield, casting a crimson hue across the land. The scent of blood and the cries of the wounded filled the air, creating an atmosphere of unending agony. Amidst this grim scene, you moved with purpose, your hands glowing with healing light as you tended to the fallen.
"Hold still," you whispered gently to a soldier, your voice a soothing balm against the backdrop of suffering. The glow intensified, knitting flesh and bone together, and the soldier's pained grimace softened into one of relief and gratitude.
As you finished, a shadow fell over you. Looking up, you saw Xiao, his amber eyes gleaming with a mix of exhaustion and determination. "Healer, we need you at the front," he said, his voice steady despite the evident strain. "The situation is dire."
You nodded, gathering your supplies and following him. The battlefield ahead was a maelstrom of elemental chaos, with Zhongli at the center, his stone spear striking down foes with calculated precision. The Geo Archon's presence was a bastion of strength, but even he was not impervious to the relentless tide of enemies.
As you reached the front lines, Xiao turned to you, his expression softening for a brief moment. "Stay close," he instructed, before launching himself into the fray with a battle cry that sent shivers down your spine.
Your heart pounded as you surveyed the chaos, but there was no time for hesitation. You rushed to Zhongli's side, your hands already working to heal the deep gashes and burns marring his form. He glanced at you, a rare smile touching his lips. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice a low rumble. "Your presence is a blessing."
With a nod, you continued your work, the three of you forming an unbreakable unit. Xiao's swift and lethal strikes, Zhongli's unyielding defense, and your healing light combined to turn the tide of battle. The enemy forces began to falter, their confidence waning in the face of your combined might.
But the war was far from over, and as the night fell, the horizon was alight with the glow of distant fires. There would be many more battles to fight, and many more lives to save. Yet, in that moment, amidst the ruins and the ashes, you found a sense of purpose and belonging. Together with Xiao and Zhongli, you would face whatever challenges lay ahead, forging a path through the darkness with hope and determination.
The soft glow of the morning sun filtered through the dense foliage of Inazuma's forests, casting dappled shadows on the ground. The air was crisp, filled with the scent of blooming flowers and the gentle hum of nature. In the midst of this serene landscape, Kazuha stood at the edge of a cliff, his white hair swaying with the breeze as he gazed out at the horizon.
You approached quietly, not wanting to disturb his moment of peace. But as if sensing your presence, Kazuha turned around, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Good morning," he greeted, his voice as calm and soothing as the wind.
"Good morning, Kazuha," you replied, walking up to stand beside him. "It's beautiful out here."
"It is," Kazuha agreed, his eyes reflecting the tranquil scenery. "The world is full of wonders, and sometimes, it's the simplest moments that are the most precious."
You nodded, feeling a sense of contentment just being near him. Kazuha had a way of making everything seem more vibrant and meaningful. "Do you come here often?" you asked.
"Whenever I need to clear my mind," Kazuha replied. "This place has a certain peace that helps me find balance."
You both stood there in comfortable silence, taking in the view. After a while, Kazuha turned to you, his expression soft and thoughtful. "I've been meaning to ask you something," he said. "What brought you to Inazuma?"
You hesitated for a moment, then decided to be honest. "I came looking for a sense of purpose. I felt lost, like I didn't belong anywhere. But meeting you... it feels like I've finally found my place."
Kazuha's eyes widened slightly, and then he smiled, a genuine, heartfelt smile that made your heart skip a beat. "I'm glad to hear that," he said quietly. "I feel the same way about you."
He reached out and took your hand, his touch warm and reassuring. "You've brought a new light into my life, and for that, I am grateful."
You squeezed his hand gently, feeling a surge of emotion. "Kazuha, being with you has made me realize that home isn't a place. It's the people we care about."
Kazuha's eyes softened even more, and he stepped closer, his presence comforting and reassuring. "Then let's make this our home, together."
You nodded, feeling a sense of joy and belonging you had never experienced before. "Together."
With the morning sun rising higher, you and Kazuha stood hand in hand, ready to face whatever adventures lay ahead. In that moment, you knew that as long as you were with him, you would always find your way.
Warnings: Pure fluff, confession!
The first light of dawn painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as you stood at the peak of the ridge, your breath visible in the crisp morning air. Your heart pounded not just from the strenuous climb but from the excitement of the upcoming ride. Beside you, Mitsuki Kiryu adjusted his helmet, his usual calm demeanor softened by a rare, gentle smile.
"Ready?" Mitsuki asked, his voice a soothing contrast to the chill of the morning.
You nodded, feeling a flutter in your chest at the sight of his smile. "Yeah, can't wait."
The two of you mounted your bikes, the world below still sleeping as you prepared for the descent. Mitsuki took the lead, his movements smooth and confident. You followed closely, your eyes occasionally drifting to him, admiring his effortless grace on the bike.
As you raced down the ridge, the wind whipped through your hair, and the thrill of the ride filled you with exhilaration. Mitsuki glanced back at you, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Keep up, or I'll leave you in the dust," he teased, his laughter carried away by the wind.
"I wouldn't dream of it," you called back, pushing yourself to match his pace.
The descent was both challenging and exhilarating, with sharp turns and steep drops. Mitsuki navigated them with ease, his experience and skill evident in every move. You mirrored his actions, feeling a surge of pride whenever you matched his precision.
As the trail leveled out, the two of you slowed down, eventually coming to a stop at a picturesque overlook. The sun was now fully risen, casting a golden glow over the landscape. Mitsuki dismounted and walked over to you, his eyes reflecting the warmth of the sunrise.
"That was incredible," you said, slightly breathless.
Mitsuki nodded, his expression softening as he looked at you. "You did great. I'm impressed."
A blush crept up your cheeks at his praise. "Thanks, Mitsuki. Riding with you always makes me want to push myself harder."
He reached out and gently ruffled your hair, a gesture that was both affectionate and playful. "I'm glad to hear that. You're a great partner, you know."
Feeling a rush of warmth at his words, you took a deep breath and decided to take a chance. "Mitsuki, I... I've really enjoyed these rides with you. Not just because of the biking, but because of you."
He looked at you, his eyes widening slightly in surprise before a tender smile curved his lips. "I feel the same way," he admitted softly. "Being with you makes everything better."
Heart pounding, you took a step closer to him. "Then maybe we could... spend more time together? Off the bikes, too?"
Mitsuki's smile widened, and he reached out to take your hand, his grip warm and reassuring. "I'd like that a lot," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.
As the sun continued to rise, casting a golden glow over the two of you, you felt a sense of contentment and joy that was more exhilarating than any ride. With Mitsuki by your side, you knew that every sunrise held the promise of new adventures and shared moments, both on and off the trails.
Thinking about..... bratty male tsundere's crumbling beneath your touch on their pitiful, cute, weeping cocks. It's just too cute to see them cry and sob as you touch their body in ways that they can't even do themselves. It's like you know their body more than they do. Arching their back as they have a dry orgasm since you put a cock ring on their cute, tiny cock. Put a vibrator in their ass or on their dick, man, you could even call it a pussy from how small it was.
If you put the vibrator on their cock, watch them squeal from overstimulation, unable to squirt because of the cock ring, but once you pull it off, they will squirt.
OR
If you put the vibrator in their ass, pound into him with your dick/strap, your massive cock/strap rearranging their insides deliciously~ Watch the beautiful sight in front of you as you fuck them, the vibrator vibrating against their sweet spot, forcing them into a mating press as you fuck the brattiness out of them. Your dick/strap pressing all the right spots in them, you take off the cock ring before they have an orgasm that has their toes curling....
Spoil them with your love after, but before you do, gaze at the beautiful, cummed stained mess you made on your pretty prince~
Thinking about.... Big boys that seem so tuff and intimidating, actually become such a softie and a bottom in bed, their moans high-pitched as they gasp as they have an orgasm, squealing even. Moaning shamelessly as you pound into them with your dick/strap.
How cute.... having them wrapped around your finger..... ❤️
Warnings: Male reader!, cussing, suggestive, cliffhanger, physical hostility, verbal hostility (if you squint very hard!), may contain false info for the actual manhwa, Jinx
You are Kim Dan's brother, always getting him through the thick and thin like the good brother you are. You being you, you decided to visit him at his workplace -which was the gym- to check up on him. You ask around to see if anyone has seen your brother, no one knowing where he was. Till you asked Jeong Yosep, he told you where your brother might've gone. You nod in gratitude, thanking him for his help and time before leaving the male.
You go to the corridors where Jeong told you to go. You look around, before hearing a clatter noise, you peak into the room, your eyes widening in shock at what you see. You see your brother, Kim, being pinned to the wall and looking nervous with another male, who you assume is Jaekyung judging by how much Dan talks about him.
Jaekyung is pinning your brother to the wall, meanwhile Kim doesn't look comfortable. They are only supposed to be working with one another, not having any sexual or romantic relationship with each other!
"Who the fuck are y-?" The black haired male gets cut off by your protective instincts kicking in even before he said that, resulting you in slapping Jaekyung right across the face harshly, leaving a red hand mark on Jaekyung's face, to be exact, his right cheek.
You grab Kim's wrist gently but firmly, dragging him away, before you leave the room, you glare at Jaekyung "Stay the fuck away from my brother. If I see you near him, you're gonna regret even hiring him as your therapist." You sneered at the black haired male, before completely dragging Kim out of the room, leaving Jaekyung too stunned to even talk or move.
A/N: I saw that there weren't a lot of male reader x Jinx, and really wanted to give some to my male readers! Sorry if this was an incorrect story that isn't like the actual story! I haven't read Jinx before but I really want to. Thank you for the likes on my Satoru and Suguru headcanons! Part two for this?
That’s the kind of crap I hate Tumblr for. It’s not sarcasm. Whoever started this thread should be - I can’t even come up with a perfect punishment without reblogging it first. I just hope that you suffer a lot. That’s all.
