SEMI - HIATUS

indie aone takanobu ♡ as told by ozzy ♡

[jaculor-blog]

“Your bathtub is too small…”

guilt pinches at aone’s brow as lips wobble into an unsteady, watery line. he looks down at the mercreature in his arms, though immediately averts his gaze back towards the object in question. he would’ve never thought his bathtub could be too small. it fits his giant body, after all. 

“… — what do i do.” 

he doesn’t want to just put him down on the floor, of all places. he wont be able to move around well. and he’ll probably dry out like a raisin or something. 

“should i… bring the pool inside…”

meme | accepting.

[jaculor-blog]

erythropars:

misc. text message starters ( nsfw + tw )

[ text ]: i’m bleeding [ text ]: you whole ass [ text ]: i hate the youth [ text ]: satan is an alien [ text ]: i cant even kill myself [ text ]: i’m such a bag of dicks [ text ]: why am i allowed near things [ text ]: i’m stealing my neighbor’s car [ text ]: you shit all over my happiness [ text ]: i think someone’s in my house [ text ]: can u give me a reason not to die [ text ]: i’m still gonna masturbate though [ text ]: brb i’m about to get my face fucked [ text ]: peroxide gets blood out of clothes right [ text ]: if you don’t get here within 20 mins, i’ll die. [ text ]: why do i have 37 missed calls from you??? [ text ]: are you really breaking up with me through text? [ text ]: i just wanna get rawed so hard by a giant dude that i die [ text ]: ur such a stupid cunt [ text ]: im sorry that was really uncalled for [ text ]: i thought there was a bug on my arm but it turns out i’m just black

[jaculor-blog]

assholeprincetsukishima:

There’s a weird tingling sensation on his arm as the words begin to form. Aone had never written to him before they had met, so he didn’t know if that was something that always happened, or just what happened after you met your soul mate. Tsukishima’s eyes follow the messily scrawled letters, already reaching for a pen before the question is finished. 

‘Have somewhere in mind?’

anticipations swells in his throat and he swallows it thickly, rubbing his palms against his clothed thighs. he can feel the moisture soak into his pants and grimaces at himself — is there really any reason for him to be so nervous? no, there isn’t, he thinks to himself with a frustrated huff. 

aone’s skin begins to tickle, a familiar feeling to the times the moon shows up on his arm. he panics, nearly breaks the pen between his fingers ; he didn’t think that far ahead. 

‘no.’ he admits, adding an ellipsis at the end to signal he isn’t done writing. ‘have you eaten yet?’

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talontedace:

@jaculor answered your ask “So, like… were you hatched from an egg? Or born like a shark?”

“Whoa!! That’s so cool!!” The fascination in his tone and expression is hard to miss. “Then you just know how to swim and all that right after you’re born? Dude, you’re so cool! Oh oh! I got another question- what do you eat?”

a smile tugs at aone’s lip. the urge to laugh is strong, but his will to keep it to himself is stronger. “yeah, i guess it’s instinct? i never really thought about it.” he absentmindedly swishes his tail across the surface of the water, creating small waves that rush and smack against his human companion’s skin. “what do you think i eat?” there’s a lighthearted, teasing tone to his voice. “plankton, small fish, seaweed. what do you eat?”

[jaculor-blog]

a few mercreature au hcs

aone is a whale shark mercreature.

he’s very large, ~11 ft in length ( from the top of his head to the very tip of his tail ). he’s still growing.

his tail is midnight blue in color and covered in millions of white spots. the spots go up his back and onto his shoulders as well. his belly and underside of his tail is mainly an off - white / greyish color.

he eats plankton like regular whale sharks, but he can also digest smaller fish and seaweed as well. his diet is simple, but he doesn’t mind.

humans are a little scary. he’s very wary of coming into contact with them. but if he does let you see him, it’s because he can tell you’re not gonna try to hunt him. otherwise, he’ll never surface. his instincts are strong.

[jaculor-blog]

kyokenchan:

@jaculor from here

Kyoutani arched a brow, looking at the mercreature, chin propped onto one hand, as he laid on the warm yellow sand. Was it appropriate to tell him what the thing was? It didn’t seem to be a good idea… Then again, there was the possibility of him going to ask someone else, if they were brave enough, that is. 

   Kyoutani frowned. 

           “Depends. You human or animal?”

why is the human frowning at him like that? aone sinks lower into the water, allowing it to swallow up his torso and shoulders. he blows bubbles through his nose, peering up at his human companion with hesitant, reserved eyes.

“i’m... —” he stops, looks down at his lower half. “i think, i’m both... or neither?” he’s never really thought about it before. why would he, though? nobody has ever asked him a question like that.

[jaculor-blog]

“If I fall in love with you, does that mean I’m into zoophilia?” || lmao kyoutani pls

“what does that mean?” his heart fluttered at the first half of that sentence, but it dropped into his stomach at the second half. he doesn’t know what a zoophilia is, or if it’s a good or bad thing. but if kyoutani is worried about it, it must not be good. aone pinches his brows, tail anxiously swishing back and forth on the water’s surface. “is that — bad?”

meme | accepting.

[jaculor-blog]

“My scales are sharp. Please don’t touch them.”

aone draws his hand back in a rush, as if he’d hurt bokuto instead of himself. he worries his fingers in his lap, rings them anxiously. he doesn’t care if his hands get nicked up a little ; he’s terribly curious and intrigued. 

“… — i can’t, even if i’m careful?”

meme | accepting.

[jaculor-blog]

“So, like… were you hatched from an egg? Or born like a shark?”

“…………” 

aone is briefly stunned into silence. what kind of question is that? he squints, brows furrowing ; searching bokuto’s face. what a simple, naive guy. there’s no way he can feel mad or uncomfortable. “like a shark. i guess.” if he means a live birth, then yes — there were no eggs involved. 

meme | accepting.

[erythropars-blog]

mermaid au sentence starters

HUMAN POV

“Are you poisonous?” “Can I try to pick you up?” “How is your hair so soft?” “Why don’t you get pruney?” “Can you be eaten like sashimi?” “Have you ever fought off a shark?” “You’re even prettier than legends say.” “You speak our language surprisingly well.” “I thought mermaids were supposed to be pretty.” “Here, taste this. It’s a human drink called alcohol.” “Is it true that you can erase memories with a kiss?” “Wait! Please don’t leave! I’m not going to hurt you!” “If I fall in love with you, does that mean I’m into zoophilia?” “If you could get rid of your tail for legs and feet, would you?” “So, like… were you hatched from an egg? Or born like a shark?” “Should I build a house on the beach so we can always be together?”

MERMAID POV

“Do I scare you?” “Your bathtub is too small…” “Go ahead. You can touch me.” “You have to stop coming here.” “People are coming. I have to go.” “Can you take me back to the ocean?” “Why is there an eel between your legs?” “Why is there a clam between your legs?” “My scales are sharp. Please don’t touch them.” “Did you really go out and buy me a kiddy pool to lay in?” “I’m not just a fish. Stop treating me like I’m beneath you.” “I’m getting dehydrated. Can you spray me with the hose?” “Can you stop staring at me? You’re making me uncomfortable.” “I cant live on land, and you cant live in the water. We cant be together.” “If I leave the ocean for you, and you fall out of love with me, I’ll die. You have to know this.” “That’s not a pool. That’s a deep hole with muddy water. You cant expect me to swim in that.”

[erythropars-blog]

a friendly reminder that ur boy is currently going through a depressive bipolar episode without any medication or therapy. these usually last 2-3 months for me, and because i’m not being treated, it tends to get a little. out of control.

what should you expect ??? 

sometimes i cant work myself up enough to even turn on the computer. i can go days to weeks without getting online. but this doesn’t mean i don’t want to roleplay with you, even if it takes me forever. i’m just mentally and emotionally unable.

sometimes i cant handle ooc interaction. talking to people when i’m like this is very draining. and a lot of the time, i don’t want to drag anyone else’s mood down with me, so i avoid communication completely. this is also my avpd though. so please be patient if i haven’t replied to your IM or skype/discord messages.

i’ve already done this once, but. you can just ignore me if i do it again. i think about deleting my blogs very often during these episodes, and sometimes i even make posts about it. don’t worry though. i probably wont. i’m just not in a good place when i say that.

i haven’t done this in a while, but. i’ve also been known to talk about hurting myself or, very rarely, other people. this is just my bipolar depression and i will not act on it. don’t worry about this either. 

i’m a real handful and i apologize for these next few months lmao.

[jaculor-blog]

20!!!! FOR THE SOULMATE AU

20. the one where you don’t know your soulmate until you hear them say your name.

how many times has he walked passed his soulmate, without ever realizing it? 

aone knows this is a question many people must suffer through. but that doesn’t make it any less painful to think about. especially for someone as quiet and unsociable like him. some days he feels as if it’ll never happen. 

he purses his lips and attempts to clear his mind as he upturns his gaze to the sky. the clouds obstruct the sun, and if he squints hard enough, he’ll notice the incoming rain on the horizon. but he’s not looking for that, no — he follows birds flitting between the trees with his eyes, the occasional rustle of branches from a particularly strong gust of wind.

he isn’t paying attention as he continues his stroll down the sidewalk. so it’s no surprise when he accidentally shoulder checks someone as he passes by. immediately, color rises to his ears ; neck snaps to the side, and for once in his life, he’s met eye to eye with a stranger. it isn’t often that he comes across someone as tall as him, so it briefly startles him into silence.

as soon as the initial surprise wears off, aone bows his head with a low grunt of an apology. “… — sorry. i wasn’t paying attention.”

meme | accepting.

[jaculor-blog]

ferrudare:

          “ That’s okay, bro. Are you doing alright ? ”

squints. why wouldn’t he be alright? 

“i’m fine.”

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penumbrx:

                    she hesitates JUST a moment before dipping a finger in the batter, popping the digit between her lips. her eyes narrow as if she’s thinking VERY hard, and the prolonged silence isn’t all that PROMISING. “ hmm, i think… ” her eyes flick up to meet aone’s, STILL squinting, lips pressing together – then makiko’s SMILING, even throwing a THUMBS UP in his direction. “ it’s good! it IS pretty sweet, but it’s GOOD like this. not ‘ ROT YOUR TEETH ’ sweet, but ‘ oh man, i need a glass of MILK with this ’ sweet, if that makes sense. ” 

aone nods along with her explanation rather enthusiastically. “yeah, i understand.” he eyes the bowl with an air of pride, large hands gripping the sides a little too tightly. he can practically taste the finished product as begins pouring the mixture into the baking pan. “... — can you preheat the oven for me?” 

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shrapnelsong:

     Smiling at the tickle of his breath against her neck, Alice chuckles softly. “Do they? I’m glad.” Reaching into her pocket to retrieve a mirror, she checks the braids. “Aww, they look really nice, Aone-kun!” 

anything would look nice on her, he thinks. he peers over her shoulder, catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror. he resents the color on his cheeks. “y-yeah, they do.” he tightens his grip around her waist. 

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pls consider

6-10 year old aone watching reruns of dbz 

his favorite character was, and will always be, piccolo

he thought he was a namekian bc they have the same eyebrows

aone, signing to his grandma: i’m gonna turn green like piccolo one day

aone looking for slugs and letting them crawl on his arms bc they remind him of piccolo

when he watches dbz nowadays he probably cries

[derangcdarchive-blog]

Send me  “HC”  + a word and I’ll write a headcanon about it.