Hi pinnie!! I haven't checked out your blog in a while so I'm happy that tumblr notified me of your posts and reminded me about the blog!
I'm going to go through as much as I can tomorrow, but before that, I wanna be a teensh bit greedy and ask if we can get some headcanons about what Morell, Belo, Patches and Nebul (aka my all-time faves) would be like with a reader who's into CNC? Thank you :)
[Yeah, I don't know if I recommend notifs here because I usually dump like 20 posts in one day weekly, and I know that spooks people because some unfollow. It's up to preference.]
TW: Consensual non-consent; Implied rape
CNC with Belo, Morell, Patches, Nebul
Morell loves this. He's even more susprised that you're into it! It feels too good to be true. Although he will rattle his favorite ideas -which usually involve chasing and tying you up like an animal- Morell is very willing to listen to any specific scenarios you have in mind. Make sure you drill that safeword in because he's going to get waaay into this. There's nothing like a squealing thing trying to fight him off yet squeezing his cock like a vise.
This doesn't sit well with Belo. No part of him wants to take you by force (though he's a lot more evil than he judges himself), so you may have to word things differently. Putting this concept in the lens of penance may work- Belo does take joy in "correcting" your perceived bad habits and misconceptions, telling him he can use more forceful sex to achieve such can work wonderfully. He may ruin the fantasy by halting from time to time to check on you though, but generally plays along nicely and even finds himself slowly leaning into the authority it gives him.
Patches is timid to start, but he understands your needs and wants to fulfill them. He can be scarier than people give him credit for, and is good at wringing control out of your hands in a very clincal, methodic manner. He likes having access to your body, especially for sexual experimentation he thinks of often. He will sometimes lose control to Stitches, who is by far a lot more thrilled by the concept, but also a lot more chaotic with his rampant desire to dominate you. One will respect your safeword, the other may not.
With Nebul, you are in good (debatable) hands. He knows how to create proper noncon scenarios and might even surprise you with how much they're tailored to your tastes. The problem is that he doesn't see this as noncon play, he genuinely wants full control of your body and sex, this is only part of making you willingly fall into such a role, permanently. It's fantastic that you already have a penchant for this type of fantasy, as he can keep hitting that nail and slowly but surely, make all your sexual encounters "consensually nonconsensual" bit by bit. Even the power of your safewords get roped into this fantasy, further muddling the waters of what you do or not want. Fall into pleasure and forget your will.
God damn AO3 getting me hooked on a rarepare and makin me want to make another oc.
Ok so I have now discovered the ship that is sabrebeast and I fucking LOVE IT. Thanks to two of the fics I read I had to make a new oc. I know I had one with Hank and Alex before but this honestly bumped saberbeast up to my OTP. Her name is Vivian(Hank insisting to name her something close to victor) and this girl is a powerhouse. She is essentially her mother’s namesake having claws, protruding fangs, claws and a small tail as well as patches of fur(sadly not blue). Debating if she’s going to have extra digits on her feet like Hank but she can climb as well as him.
Viv is very much a bundle of sunshine compared to her cousin Honey with others considering them night and day. Despite the personality differences both are more animalistic minded and are very close.
Sometimes these will have drawings to go along with the text, sometimes they won't. This wont be a sign of anything other than me being lazy and not wanting to deal with the camera on my phone. -@that-dense-idiot]
[Since I'm not getting a whole lot of asks, I'm going to be adding incorrect quotes to this. New idea: fun facts will happen too.]
Grimbly. He may not exactly be in the greatest danger, but he did trail off around half an hour ago and has been running around panicked like a stupid animal. He'll tire himself out and probably sleep on a tree for the first night, if no one comes looking for him.
The most likely outcome is that Morell will find him after moving away from the tents to set up traps.
Who stays in the tent the entire time?
No one truly stays in the tents the whole time, but Santi is typically the one who remains inside the longest.
There's no one to fuck out here except his own coworkers! And most of the time they don't even let him touch them. He relies on you for food mostly, so the incubus decides to preserve his energy. Santi isn't exactly in a bad mood, he's just cautious.
In great contrast, Nebul, Morell, Belo and Patches are usually out there for most of the day.
Who eats a poisonous berry?
Also Grimbly. Lover of fruit but uninformed fool that he is, he was bound to put something in his mouth- Especially with Gallon's mildly psychopathic encouragement. It's just a berry, he probably mixes those with his drinks already (he does not)...
It's not a life-threatening situation, as Grimbly can filter poisons pretty well, but he has a bad time for a while until Patches successfully diagnoses his stupidity.
Patches and Morell have the most knowledge on what is or isn't poisonous inside the forest. Gallon is well informed by mostly an opp.
Who becomes one with nature?
Nebul, surprisingly.
He's standing in the middle of nowhere for prolonged periods of time simply to watch the wildlife. Nebul also just enjoys the silence. He may be dead, but the wraith believes there's something to be gained by communing with nature and what it has to offer. Having no real need for sleep either, he may stand outside at night doing the exact same thing.
Although Sybastian is the guy that no doubt would survive the longest in a forest-like context, he does appreciate the commodities of tents and artificial heat, enough that he's not as interested as some others may be with nature.
Who gets jumped by the local wildlife?
Fank-e is a candidate here. He's loud, unknowable to the average animal, and generally a frightening, bizarre presence that's bound to throw some wildlife into fight rather than flight.
Santi typically doesn't commune much with wildlife, and most non-infernal wildlife steers clear from him. The unintentional effect he can at times have in animals is throw them into hormonal fits, which will more than likely cause territorial aggression. He's not fond of these instances.
Vinnel would be in more danger if he didn't have the ability to float upwards, away from strikes.
Belo, on the other hand, is like the unrequited whisperer of the crew. Animals flock to him. He's a Disney princess. Can hardly patrol without something crawling on him or trying to take a patch of his fur for its nest.
Who just walks back to the car?
Oh Gallon tried.
He's not a big fan of being in constant contact with dirt and mud and plants and bugs and everything and every texture that makes his slime tremble. He's not having the best time and seems to be constantly walking on the slime equivalent of his toes. He copes with his frustration by putting his coworkers in mild to severe amounts of danger.
More details:
Krulu may fully manifest independently, doing so to manually adjust parts of the forest and/or retrieve Clergy members. His presence frightens wildlife away and creates an unsettling quiet for a long while;
Morell is still in charge of cooking, even if that cooking is just meat from his catches and snacks sometimes. He sulked about not being allowed to take half the kitchen with him;
Stitches has taken over more times than usual in this environment, his shenanigans usually rob the others of sleep;
When Santi is particularly hungry but not having any luck, he'll eat actual food out of boredom and coping;
Everyone wants in on your tent frequently, and you might have to rotate- Santi gets more time because he does need to eat regularly, something he flexes about;
Some of the staff has taken some bobbles with them for convenience. They've presumably never been to a forest before, so it's mildly entertaining watching them explore.
hey Pinniee.......so i recently stumbled across a new..........certain interest of mine.... and that may ormay not be gettting exteremely turned on when i drink and am encouraged to drink.....I feel like Gallon would like this for obvious reasons but....are there any others that mayhaps....indulge this certain interest of mine? the remasters are brilliant!!!! by the way! you're truly an amazing artist and i find myself thinking of your characters and world semi frequently (especially in unrelated situations and im just like????okay but theyd match my freak<3)
TW: Noncon on most of these
Who likes getting you stupid drunk?
Fank-e is an unlikely candidate, you'd think. But this robot has a particular obsession with seeing squishies out of their mind. That's why he always has stashes of psychostimulants and boosts- Generally many mind-altering substances. Logically, the machine doesn't do drugs, it can't. But it likes seeing you tripping the fuck out of orbit, and stuffing his hands everywhere while you're at it. Alcohol is really no different. Even when you get sick form it, Fank-e's still hovering over you in excitement.
In the same way Jayde doesn't mind buying affection, he also doesn't mind buying you a few drinks for it. Are you sure you can handle Hell's alcohol? Are you? Then show him. Take a few shots with the imp. He's got less body mass than you, so surely... Jayde loves the way you get sloppier with each sip, when you can barely hold yourself together and giggle at all his lame jokes. He likes how he can slide a hand into your shirt and you barely care. You're so pretty like this, letting him take you anywhere, touch you anywhere.
Lacai can and will use pheromones often, but sometimes, it's a bit of a challenge to use other means of getting someone into his hands. Drinks? Oh, he can afford some of the best, he knows places where the ambiance is just right and every glass is served to aesthetic perfection. Oh, just another one, Lacai promises that next one looks even more gorgeous. Take a photo of it, post it somewhere. Not many people get the privilege. One moment you're looking at your drink, the next the world is spinning and his tongue is inside your mouth.
Fasma is a bum. Misery loooves company. He's such a piece of shit for dragging a pretty thing like you down with him. Really, you've got a lot to look forward to, kid. You're not like him. But if there's anyone he'd love to have some drinks with, it'd be you. You're just too gorgeous, let him treat you to the finer stuff, make this old man some company. He's totally not grinning watching you get wasted, totally not going to slip his fingers into your skirt and watch you slump all open. Yer such a lightweight, he'd feel bad stealing from you even if he didn't like you.
Liter is heavy into alcohol. You're talking about the slime that got Gallon into his craft. Liter plies anyone he likes with drink and good vibes, he's a great talker too, so you're bound to stick around. While he's careful not to give you something crazy, what he does offer is sure to have you blackout hammered. It burns your throat but it burns so good, doesn't it? Yeah that one gets him in a mood too. You poor thing, come closer, he'll hold you so you don't fall, inside him...
Shags isn't a drinker. Buuuut, he shares a similar fascination to Fank-e, in a less intense manner. There's something about seeing the way you transform before his very own eyes, Shags always stocks up on the drinks you like, excitedly following your drunken rambling and engaging in your shenanigans. Please, have all you like, he can afford it, and it makes him so happy to see you so satisfied. Even the way you hold the glass is beautiful... He waits until you pass out somewhere, and promptly lets all his built up arousal seep off him like waves. You're in good hands, rest well...
Caius does enjoy getting blood drunk. And here's a funny thing- You don't even need alcohol to get drunk with him. Just let him feed a little too long and you'll see, that funny little lightheaded feeling that takes you over. He does so love caressing you in that state, singing your praises. Caius does, however, like joining festivities with his own drink, though always encourages you to have more with a blood-soaked grin. Oh what a joy you are like this! He loves jolly people- You're a magnet. And may the heavens damn him if the Magister isn't making the most out of it. Dance, dance with him...
Vorticia is a refined woman -When she's not pigging out at the table- She's incredibly fond of Gluttony's wines and whiskeys and all that good stuff. Flavored alcohol is especially to her tastes, and she knows you'll enjoy it too, you have an eye for this after all. There's nothing like long conversations across the halls, watching you stumble on shaky legs like a doe, until the Queen is carrying you to your chambers, still holding a glass to your lips. Doesn't she spoil you? Don't you like this?
Dishonorable mentions
Mooncalf. Everyone knows fae are indulgent, trapping you with food is common, but so is offering good alcohol. While Mooncalf is not typically the fae type you'd associate with liquor and such, he still delights in occasionally getting you drunk. You already belong to him, so why not celebrate, always?! Be jolly, be wild, be crazy with him, dance like a butterfly under the moonlight with him!
Rinx. He loves to watch you eat, he also loves to watch you drink, no wonder he likes watching you get drunk too. He's more excited and curious than aroused, but it's only a matter of time until he starts pawing at you, particularly if you're the type of drunk that gets a little frisky.
Patches and Stitches. One is a desperate opportunist, the other just likes to embarrass you, a match made in anything but heaven. Patches will subtly keep edging you new drinks, Stitches sloshes shots in his head and dunks them into your mouth like a horror show. You're wobbling your way into their hands regardless of who's piloting....
Cero doesn't so much enjoy the drunk part as he does the wardrobe malfunction that follows. Your helpless state as you slump there barely capable of making a phrase, dress askew, bra peeking, hair unkempt. You're hopeless. And he's steaming alive.
Idk likely it would be, but imagine someone meeting one of the clergy boys at a campsite
[You can either treat this as an AU where none of them are in TCE or as a result of their "day off" activities.]
TW: Dubcon
Likely candidates are the following:
Sybastian is a mimic, and mimics don't often stick in one place for too long. They drift along to where groups of people are in order to feed properly. Sybastian infiltrated your campsite and either pretended to be an actual tent, or a large enough piece of equipment such as a foldable chair. It's guaranteed your first meeting will be scary, with the mimic likely waiting to get you alone (preferably at night) and taking your frightened squealing as an invitation to get handsy.
The ensuing chase is thrilling to him, and although you survive the night thoroughly soaked in his saliva, you may just see more of the mimic when you leave the campsite, perhaps carrying him home with you.
Morell is no stranger to camping and spending quality time in the wilderness. You may encounter him during the day, but it's also likely that the two of you meet at all because you set foot on a cleverly disguised trap that snagged your leg. The squealing got him there fast alright, and although you might immediately start begging for your life -He does have the intimidating stature of a killer, and you've watched too many movies- The shroom very quickly decides he'd rather patch you up than chop you up...
An unpleasant and traumatic first meeting that definitely only escalates in intensity, as Morell is quite reluctant to leave you alone after that... He may not have hunted any piggies this time, but he's definitely not coming home empty handed!
Stitches is a bumbling force of chaotic nature and will land himself in the strangest places under the throes of the moon's pulse. He barges into your campsite because someone must die, someone will die- And once his job is done, the dullahan decides to fuck around while he's got time. You're unfortunately cute, at the wrong time and the wrong place, so your first meeting is essentially spent trying to protect yourself from the undead's shenanigans, as he spends the night trying to play games with you and snagging articles of clothing off your body... Perhaps the rising sun is what saves you from that lurid touch going further, as Stitches hisses and skitters away.
Although you may not see Stitches the following day, you definitely get to meet Patches.
