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He would, but the reasons why get disturbing real fast. F's body is covered all over in scars from the horrible, painful things people have done to him. They're visible reminders of exactly what he's good for, and he hates them. The scars make him feel out of place in his own skin, like his body isn't really his after everything that's been inflicted on it, and the ugly, brutal appearance of them is a little too fitting to show how pain and pleasure have gotten all scrambled up in his head beyond any repair.
So if he's using something like a virgin-killer sweater, F is trying to be seductive by showing off what he assumes the target will want from him. He's a living toy you can use and abuse, and he'll always be willing to take whatever you have to give. Pain feels good to him. See the scars? He loved every second of getting them, you know? Showing off his body is a humiliating way to ask to be used, and as much as it sickens him to do it, F will absolutely resort to that sort of thing when he thinks he needs to. It's safer to take his abuse into his own hands than to wait for it to happen, so he'll try to bait you into doing what he sees as inevitable.
Maybe for hybrid au a master who uses their nature against them but in a nice way?
For example if they feel like Fal is overworking himself instead of trying to convince him to rest, they just turn up the heat and give him a fuzzy blanket. Once heâs a puddle they basically just shepherd him to bed.
Thatâs the best example I can think of rn but if you have any other ideas for other gunboys please add them :))
Fal
Oh, he hates this. You know enough about his body to use it against him, and being forced to rest feels like a threat, even when it comes in the form of warmth and soft things gently coaxing him to let go. He fights it as best he can, but crashes every time, too exhausted to resist the instinct to relax once it hits. It feels like you're trying to trick him somehow, and he dreads that pleasure every time it comes.
Ghost
A makeshift nest in your office becomes his safe space. At first, it was nice simply because you made it for him, but the more time he spends settled and comfortable there, the more attached he gets. It feels safe to have somewhere warm and undisturbed to come back to, and since he retreats to the little nook whenever he's stressed or lonely, you always know where to find him. What a blessing it is.
Snider
At some point, you're going to get tired of the constant struggle involved in things like getting him to bathe, accept medical care, or other such Human Existence Ordeals. Then, you invest in a human-sized falconry hood, and it works. While the hood is on, the will to fight just vanishes. He doesn't struggle or get angry, and hardly remembers why he should be even once the thing comes off.
Kirsch
Scruffing him! It's a great way to get tantrums to settle down; as soon as you grab him by the back of the neck, his body goes limp and his mind goes fuzzy. All urge or ability struggle melts away, giving you a perfect opportunity to drag him off and get him to calm down somewhere private. He can't even hate that you're taking advantage of his biology, because the care involved feels so nice.
A tiny lil Hybrid AU ask for you - which of the Hybrids make the most animal-like noises (ex: meows, barking, hissing, chirps)? Not noises that they make themselves make because they think it's cute, but more involuntary noises. - side note, as always, much love for your writing <3
Kirsch â For the most part, he does it on purpose. Purring, chirping, and cute little mews to try to appeal to anyone who can hear him. When he's legitimately upset, however, the horrible yowls come out. Those are loud, grating, and the exact opposite of the cutesy image he aims for.
Herme â Normally, he doesn't allow any inhuman noises to slip out; that would be undignified, after all. ...and then there's the massive exception that is Iron Days. Herme's self-control erodes so far that he can't stop the frequent, loud shrieking cries of avian misery.
Gras â He doesn't do it on purpose (and hates when they ruin his "proper" image), but when he's upset, the chitters and growls come out all on their own. Those noises can cut into his voice in a very uncanny wayâ that starts sounding downright monstrous when he's angry.
Arisaka â Even when he's not present enough for human speech and reactions, his bird instinct side reflexively kicks in with the chirping. If he's startled, touched without warning, something grabs his attention, etc., peep. The quieter cheeps also serve as a self-soothing habit.
Kentucky â Jack Russells are a noisy breed, and the barking habit carries over. Any excitement gets him yipping and yapping on pure reflex. He feels bad about how annoying the response can be to others, but it's nearly impossible to control the sounds for long.
How about a master whoâs crazy possessive and paranoid that others will secretly attempt to defile their gun. So whenever the gun boy is separated from them for even a moment, upon reuniting, the master will immediately take him somewhere private to be undressed and present himself so that they can thoroughly check for any signs of use by others. (Letâs go, inspection kink!)
In this scenario, the gun boy would only get in trouble for breaking the rules if he hides or fails to bring up an infraction before it is revealed by his body. This is because the master solely blames those who took liberties with their gun, so they only care to send perpetrators the message that they are the only one allowed to freely access their gun boyâs body. Thus, regardless of what the incident was and how it occurred, the master will always help the gun clean up and recover from the initial encounter and any punishment earned. Then, they will order that severe retribution is given against any of the others who were involved at the hands of the gun boy himself. (Real âTouch him, and you dieâ vibes.)
I think that the revenge aspect would be especially interesting in the Pet AU where guns are no longer respected as instruments of violence. For instance, imagine a gun boy freely confessing to sleeping with someone they despise just so that his master will order him to attack that person. (Seems like a Kirsch move to me.)
If itâs not too many characters, will you please write some headcanons of how each of them would adjust in this situation for F, Kirsch, Charleville, Siegeslut, Arisaka, and Mauser?
Ooooooh, fun~ owo Also... every time someone uses "Siegslut" in an ask, I gain +1 HP
. . .
F
The stripping part is normal enough, but the inspection just feels shameful. Every time you have to check over the evidence of what other people did to him, F can't help but feel dirty and ruined and used all over again. It's even worse if you don't do anything sexual to him yourselfâ that just feels like rubbing it in that he's too disgusting for anything but violent abuse. He tells you what happened every time, but it never stops being a shock that you gently clean him up and only punish the other person for it.
Kirsch
He's enjoying this system a loooot more than he should be. For one, it's attention. And he quickly figures out that baiting people into touching him, then gleefully reporting them for it, is an excellent way to get them erased. Feeling like you're possessive enough of his body to hurt people for his sake is utter heaven, and he has no shame about being inspected to your satisfaction. The only way he'll end up with a problem is if you don't eventually touch him sexually tooâ he starts to worry that there's something wrong with him.
Charleville
At first, he has some problems with reporting any incidents properly. It feels shameful and dirty to admit that something happened to him yet again, and he tends to blame himself for it so much that he doesn't want the perpetrator to get in trouble. The inspections are horrible, too. Charleville can't help the urge to cover himself or squirm away when you're checking every inch of his dirty, used body for signs of someone else's touch. He wants to be good for you, and the constant reminders of his failure are agonizing.
Siegblut
He hates this. The inspections are undignified and degrading, and Siegblut despises the implications that he's enough of a whore that you'd need to check for use at all. He fights the inspections as much as he can get away with, and stubbornly refuses to tell you if anyone else has touched himâ he'd rather be punished for hiding things that admit that he was weak enough to "let" himself be abused. It's less humiliating to take the consequences than it would be to rely on you to protect him, even if your disappointment hurts every time.
Arisaka
If that's what Master wants him to do, so be it. He doesn't have any shame about being stripped and examined, if only because he's so far dissociated from his own body that it doesn't register as degrading. As he learns that the process doesn't hurt, he's even more passively agreeable. He has a problem with reporting other people's touch, however, as he tends to lose track of if (or when) those incidents happened. Sometimes, he only remembers that anyone used him when you find the evidence mid-inspection.
Mauser
He's unfortunately used to this. An utter lack of bodily autonomy was normal with Ashley, so Mauser doesn't see a problem with that trend continuing now. Being stripped, touched, and examined at his Master's discretion, if anything, just makes him feel properly owned. He'll report any unauthorized use to you promptly and without shame, and with the same bland professionalism as any other report. The only thing he has any guilt about is enjoying the feeling of ownership from someone other than his proper Master.
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hybrid au out of all the puppy boys which of them would lick master out of excitement and which of them would think that's beneath them (if any)
I'll just go over all of them~ XD
. . .
Marks â Will absolutely lick you if he gets too excited. He's not horrible about it, but he also has next to no impulse control and even less shame, so there's really nothing stopping him from doing it.
Ninety â Likes to lick your hands, but more as an affectionate and trusting gesture than one of excitement. Very shy about it, and will only let the behavior show if he knows he won't get hit.
89 â Way too embarrassed to do something like that no matter how badly he might want to. Claims that it would be beneath him. Is actually just self-conscious and worried you'd think he's gross.
Hachikyu â Also wayyy too shy to attempt it. His dog brain makes him want to, sometimes, but the fear of being scolded or laughed at keeps him from trying. Anxiety makes for good self-control!
Kentucky â The other one who's highly likely to lick you out of sheer excitement. He's less oblivious about it than Marks, but also considerably more hyperactive... which leads to weird choices.
Pennsylvania â It depends? He's not too likely to do that, in general, but he also doesn't see it as overly shameful or inappropriate. The deciding factor is probably just if he gets excited enough.
Could we get that âtreating the hybrids like animalsâ ask for F, Love1, Gras and Marks? It might actually be nice for F since at least if master thinks heâs an animal they wonât let people do these things to him
F
What he initially thought was some kind of fucked-up fetish becomes even more disturbing as he realizes that you're serious. There are benefits to it, admittedly. Getting proper care and being kept away from the people who want to use and hurt him is shamefully nice, but it comes at the cost of a lot more isolation. F gets lonely easily without the constant (negative) attention he was used to, and becomes annoyingly clingy and affectionate to cope.
Love1
For someone who relies so heavily on his wits and manipulation skills to get by, this is a nightmare. Not only is it downright offensive that you'd think he's no smarter than an animal, the lack of any means to shape situations in his favor feels dangerous. Love1 plays into the joke at first (it's so ridiculous, he can't help it), but the joking quickly stops as he realizes you're serious. Getting proper care, for once, isn't bad, but these are horrible circumstances for it...
Gras
It's infuriating. He can't charm his way into special favors, can't escape his misery with a good fight or fuck, he's just stuck like this, treated like some overgrown pet. Your little kink was cute enough to indulge at first, but he quickly grows tired of the patronizing treatment and lack of access to human pleasures. Lashing out over it doesn't even get him attention anymore, since you think he's too stupid to know any better. It's awful. He's miserable. He hates this.
Marks
This is working out wonderfully for him! Marks loves attention of any kind if it's coming from Master, and he's too stupid to fully realize that you're treating him like a dumb animalâ or that such treatment might be considered a bad thing. He's delighted to be pet, given orders, and allowed to follow you around like the overly clingy shadow he wants to be. Even if he did figure out that you're treating him like a dog, he wouldn't really mind. Master is happy! All is well!
So⌠seeing as Dreyse is a cow as well⌠do you think⌠whatâd it be like⌠if he⌠âmilkedââŚ.
If you mean in the literal sense, well, we have the "drugged to induce lactation" thing with Sieg, so I think it could work for Dreyse too~
. . .
Dreyse is used to having all "inappropriate" physical sensations suppressedâ either by sheer willpower, or by forces outside of his control. The pills he's given keep his sex drive under control and dull the natural aggression that his bull half leaves constantly simmering under his skin. If that control has been taken away, enough for milk to start, Dreyse is already unsteady. The pressure in his chest goes from uncomfortable to aching in no time, and emotionally compromised as he is, it doesn't take much convincing before he allows you to assist.
During the milking itself, Dreyse tries to keep his composure. He's supposed to endure everything, no matter how painful, without complaint, so this level of discomfort should be the same. And yet, he still finds himself struggling to stay still. Biting back tense little noises because the release is so much. He's not used to being touched, and especially not in such an intense way.
Senjyushi Translation: Beginnings of the Resistance
I don't post to Tumblr all too much but!!! I figured since most of the (albeit very few) fans of this series are gathered here, I'd try to post more translations on this account :D for a better archive of translations please visit the Senjyushi Wiki, now hosted on Miraheze, where I primarily post my translations. If you'd like to see these on the wiki, you can find them here.
I'm no professional when it comes to translating (I only really began because there was hardly anyone there to do the job), so please excuse if there is any awkward wordings or localizations (doubly excuse any awkward localizing of honorifics </3)
To add context about this collection of 13 short chapters, it takes place early on in the original Senjyushi game and serves as a brief introduction to the antique guns ^-^
Chapter 1: After The First Battle
Charleville: Just between you and me⌠itâs absurd to think that antique guns like us are up against the World Imperial Army.
Brown Bess: âŚHey, Charle. Youâre still a Noble Musketeer summoned by our Master, arenât you?
Brown Bess: During our last battle, you kept saying things like âletâs retreatâ. Are you truly willing to fight?
Charleville: Iâm willing to fight⌠well, of course I am. But Iâm different from you, BessâŚ
Charleville: âŚâŚBess, do you know what Absolute Nobility was like?
Brown Bess: Not all that clearly⌠Yet, you heard that voice when you were awoken as a Noble Musketeer, didnât you? âAwaken to Absolute Nobility, Be Nobleâ.
Charleville: Eh⌠I donât remember. I might have heard something like that, thoughâŚ?
Charleville: Right? AhahaâŚ
Brown Bess: Huh⌠youâre as frivolous as ever.
Brown Bess: Right. Since youâre awakened as a Noble Musketeer, youâre destined to become noble.
Charleville: âŚI knew that.
Chapter 2: Ruins of a City
Kentucky: Hah⌠what a mess.
Springfield: Why did this happenâŚ!
Brown Bess: It was the World Imperial Armyâs doing⌠seems that they drop a new type of bomb on any town that resists their control. This place was likely one of them.
Charleville: They steal away our weapons to make us unable to resist, and then they destroy us with their own new weaponsâŚ
Charleville: Some towns are rebuilding, but most are abandoned in ruins like this oneâŚ
All: âŚâŚ
Kentucky: âŚWell, no use in thinkinâ âbout it now.
Kentucky: Weâve still gotta crash here for the night, so we oughta find a spot to settle down.
Springfield: Ah, hold on, Kenny, Iâll go with you!
Brown Bess: Hey! Donât disperse so carelessly, yanks!
Charleville: âŚYouâre quite the bold one, Kentucky. As expected from a militia hunting rifle.
Chapter 3: âEmperor Napoleonâ
Napoleon: KyĹdĹ. This base is awfully dilapidated⌠Why on earth is it in such a state?
KyĹdĹ Granbird: Ah⌠as a matter of fact, the base weâd formerly used was discovered and destroyed by the World Imperial ArmyâŚ
KyĹdĹ Granbird: We narrowly escaped, and relocated our base to this abandoned weapons factory.
Nicola & Noel: EhâŚ!
KyĹdĹ Granbird: Weâre lacking in supplies, and maintenance hasnât been able to keep up⌠Weâll all have to endure these hardships for some time. My apologies.
Napoleon: Hm, so thatâs why. However, there is no need to worry!
Napoleon: For myself, nothing is impossible! I shall magnificently lead you all to victory and make this very base look splendid in the blink of an eye!
Napoleon: And the world you all desire, a world where you are able to live freely without fear of military force or tyranny, will be practically right around the corner!
Nicola: With His Majesty with us, weâre invincible, Noel!
Noel: Yeah⌠his amazing tactics will take down the World Imperial Army in no timeâŚ!
Napoleon: Mm! For you see, I am the genius they call Emperor Napoleon! Isnât that so? Rapp.
Rapp: âŚâŚ
Napoleon: âŚHey, Rapp! Are you listening!?
Rapp: âŚYes, it is as you say. Nothing is impossible for His Majesty Napoleon.
Napoleon: Indeed! Hahahaha!
ââââ
Rapp: âThe genius they call Emperor NapoleonâŚâ
Rapp: No, you are âEmperor Napoleonâs shotgunâ.
Rapp: You and I both are Noble Musketeers awakened by our Master.
Chapter 4: Stolen Decorations
Aleksandr: Even something like an art museum is a target for destruction. What barbarity⌠I cannot say anything other than that itâs truly deplorable.
Aleksandr: Since many of the works of art were taken⌠I donât think there are any antique guns hereâ
Ekaterina: Kyahhhhâ!
Aleksandr: Katya? Whatâs the matter?
Ekaterina: L-look, Aleks. This poor pistol.
Aleksandr: This is⌠truly an awful sight. The jewels have been flayed off, and the decorations on the gunstock⌠perhaps they were ivory.
Ekaterina: Yes. Surely, this must have been a very beautiful pistol. Now, itâs in such a pitiful stateâŚ
Aleksandr: Someone must have sneaked in here, stolen the expensive jewels and ivory, and sold them offâŚ
Ekaterina: How agonizing it must have been to be violated in such a way⌠How absolutely unforgivable!
Aleksandr: âŚEkaterina. Let us bring this pistol to the base for the time being.
Aleksandr: Though the decorations may have been stolen, the gunâs functions may still be usableâŚ
Ekaterina: Still, this one must have been a gun born as a work of artâŚ
Ekaterina: Moreover, to be subjected to such treatment⌠would they be able to answer Masterâs call?
Ekaterina: If something like what happened to this one happened to me, IâŚ
Aleksandr: Katya. I shall never allow such a thing to happen.
Ekaterina: AleksâŚ
Chapter 5: Rose Scar
Ieyasu: GhhâŚ!
Yukimura: Hey, hang in there, Ieyasu! Master! Over here! Come quickly!
Lorenz: The performance of my gun is much inferior than that of Mr. Chassepot and yours, Mr. Dreyse.
Lorenz: After all, someone old-fashioned like me canât be usefulâŚ
Dreyse: âŚThereâs certainly a difference in performance, but even I and Chassepot are old-fashioned compared to modern guns⌠weâre all the same.
Lorenz: Weâre not the same⌠Iâm still the one who kept losing in the war. Your qualities as a Noble Musketeer are differentâŚ
Dreyse: âŚLorenz. There is a difference between self-reflection and self-deprecation. And we donât have the time to be upset.
Lorenz: âŚâŚ
Lorenz: âŚYes⌠thatâs rightâŚ
Dreyse: âŚMm⌠Did I come off too harshlyâŚ
Chapter 8: Senior and Junior Military Guns
Radio: The enemy squad is passing through Point A. We are approximately 5 minutes away from encounter.
Chassepot: Charleville⌠my senior. Youâre old-fashioned, so itâs best not to push yourself too hard, alright?
Chassepot: Please stay behind me, the superior breechloading bolt-action rifle.
Charleville: âŚIâm not some weak Noble Musketeer who you need to protect.
Chassepot: âŚ! Donât blame me if you break.
ââââ
Snider: âŚHm, are they having a falling out? Those French bastards are noisy.
Enfield: Senior Brown Bess. Youâre very noble and strong, but Iâll protect you in times of need!
Brown Bess: âŚY-You should be saying such things to Master, not me.
Enfield: Yes, of course Iâll protect Master, as well! Naturally.
Snider: Hey, Enfield. And me? Your cute little brother?
Enfield: There you go again. Youâre strong, so you can protect yourself, canât you?
Snider: âŚIsnât there a contradiction in what youâre saying?
Enfield: Where? My senior is an 18th century musket, and youâre a 19th century breechloading rifle! Youâre not the same at all.
Brown Bess: Hey, thereâs no time for you to have a falling out! The enemy is approaching!
Chapter 9: Rampant Wrongdoings
Mahmut: This town doesnât seem to be very livelyâŚ
Esen: Yes⌠in this town, the World Imperial Armyâs levy on goods is intense, so daily rations are also delayedâŚ
Esen: Rumor has it that internal embezzlement of these resources has been running rampant.
Mahmut: âŚCorruption, isnât it?
Esen: Yes.
Ali Pasha: Compassion and prayer wonât solve anything. Now isnât the time for you to say detest battle, is it?
Ali Pasha: Why donât you face reality, Mahmut.
Mahmut: âŚAli Pasha, youâre quite the strong one. However, I am a helpless Noble Musketeer who can do nothing but pray.
Mahmut: I donât possess the power to fightâŚ
Esen: âŚSir Mahmut, are you going somewhere?
Mahmut: Iâll take a bit of a closer look at the town⌠Esen, please come meet me afterwards.
Esen: Understood.
Chapter 10: Family
Furusato: Everyone who has come to this Resistance has gone through such painful experiencesâŚ
Kinbee: Mm⌠people whoâve had their families taken away, and people who were deemed criminals for refusing to be drafted and driven out of their hometownsâŚ
Furusato: And those whoâve lost their homes and families because of the World Imperial Army⌠There are many people like that in times like these.
Furusato: Since Iâm a Noble Musketeer, I may not truly understand how everyone feels, butâŚ
Furusato: I was all alone when I came to Japan, so I understand how it feels to be lonely.
Furusato: But then, Kin-kin was made, and then dear Sakai and Kunitomo, and lots more family members, as wellâŚ
Kinbee: Mm⌠If Iâve been of any support, Iâm truly honored, Lord Furusato.
Furusato: Of course. I want to be that kind of person for everyone at this base, like how you are for me, Kin-kin.
Furusato: Everyone at this base is my precious family.
Kinbee: Lord FurusatoâŚ
Kinbee: I want to protect this base so you and Master can spend your days in peace together.
Furusato: Kin-kin⌠thank you âŞ
Chapter 11: World Imperial Army's Search
Kiseru: Oh, Master!
Kiseru: âŚPhew. W-Weâve returned, Master. The scouting went wellâŚ
Cutlery: All we can do is mundane work, but⌠I think we made a bit of progress this time.
Cane: Yes⌠as for the World Imperial Armyâs movements, it seems they are searching day after day for something in a restricted zone.
Cane: It seemed like a large-scale search, so it must be important to them.
Cutlery: We still donât know what it is⌠weâve tried investigating in various ways.
Cutlery: Sigh⌠it seems important to those guys, and if we can figure out what it is, we can find and seize it first.
Kiseru: B-but it might be risky⌠I heard rumors that soldiersâŚ
Kiseru: That some soldiers on the search mission suddenly became soaked in blood all over and diedâŚ
Cane: Yes, I heard a similar story⌠There may be something dangerous in that areaâŚ
Cutlery: Yeah⌠Master, you shouldnât go to dangerous places like that.
Cutlery: Weâre fine no matter what happens to us, but⌠you canât be replaced.
Chapter 12: Red Memory
Dreyse: Tabatiere. How are Chassepotâs injuries?
Tabatiere: Master has healed him, so heâs doing alright. Heâs resting over there now.
Chassepot: Ugh⌠it⌠hurtsâŚ! S-stopâŚ
Tabatiere: Seems heâs having nightmares againâŚ
Tabatiere: Hey, Chassepot, are you alright? Wake up.
Chassepot: Haah⌠a dream�
Chassepot: GhhâŚ! You⌠Dreyse! Because of you⌠because of you my beloved France is⌠I amâŚ!
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I love that sieg is a cow hybrid, he comes with handlebars, he makes for very easy milking bait, but mostly i just wanna give him scritches and kisses until he's a mooing puddle. The question is would he let me?
That depends on your definition of "let". By now, Siegblut is highly defensive, even when people seem like they're trying to be nice. He's had enough cruel tricks played on him to not trust what looks like kindness anymore, fearing mockery that's just looking to take advantage of how lonely and hurt he is underneath all the aggression and posturing. Attempts to get close to him physically are met with Sieg angrily trying to push you awayâ though it's obvious that his threats and nasty words are empty at best.
Once you start petting him, though, he's gone. Cows are social animals, and being starved of all kindness and contact has made Siegblut even weaker to that sort of attention. Gentle scritches at the base of his horns feel so good that he can't find the voice to complain anymoreâ he's pushing his head into your hand before he knows what he's doing, seeking more of the first pleasurable touch he's felt in longer than he can remember. By the time he's too relaxed to fight you, melted from rubbing his ears and running your fingers through his hair, he won't fight the kisses, either. At that point, they just make his whole chest twist up and ache with the natural longing for Master, and he's helpless to stop it.
The moos start escaping soon enough, and Sieg is too gone to think to stop them. When he's distracted by feeling good, for once, he doesn't have the presence of mind to be ashamed of himself. He can worry about the consequences later. For now, he just wants to enjoy someone not being cruel to him.
can we have master properly taking care of tabatiere's tail? telling him that he should hold himself with more pride because he is master's gun, after all, and that he should look and feel the part no matter what other people think of him
Tabatiere is almost uncomfortable with you being near his tail. He's so used to people's disgust and apprehension that the fear of such a response kicks in before you ever touch him. He can't imagine someone wanting to handle him like that, let alone take the time to groom the unruly fur for no reason other than that you can. Isn't that a waste of time? He can handle himself just fine, so there's no need to worry so much. Despite his attempts to casually dodge out of the attention, Tabetiere is visibly nervous.
The praise is what really breaks him, though. Pride is something that's never been allowed to him, and the open encouragement to be something other than an overlooked backup hurts in a way he hadn't expected it could. Coupled with your gentle touch, he's choking back what might be tears... and hoping you'll be too distracted by his tail to notice how emotional he's getting.
This is the last of the old game's episode stories... wow. O_O I know it's taken me forever to get through all of them, but time sure does seem to fly. Love1 was surprisingly easy to translate, also?? I'm SHOCKED that I didn't have trouble figuring out his dialogue here.
Episode 1: âThe spy saw it! ~Crazy Hypedâ ~â
Love1: ...that... ...you really planning to keep quiet? Iâm gettinâ pretty sick of this act.Â
POW: ......
Love1: Hey, anyway, can yaâ even hear me right? If you donât need those ears of yours, maybe Iâll shoot âem clean off~Â
Love1: Now, my aim ainât so great, so I might end up blowinâ off your head instead... Ahaha!Â
Love1: ...alrighty then, bye-bye~â
POW: ......
Love1: Hm~? ...ahhh! Jammed up again.â Guess you got lucky... hm.Â
POW: ......!!
Love1: ...ah, shit. I got pissed off and gave âim a full-power wallop. Heeey, you alive~?Â
Love1: Uh-oh, looks like he passed out. ...hey, you there. Take care of the rest, mâkay~? Iâm countinâ on ya.â
Soldier: Yes, sir! Leave it to me!
. . .Â
Love1: Whew! Guess Iâm kinda worn out. Or maybe, I wonder if interrogations just ainât my thing?Â
Love1: The only spoils aâ war was this lil bottle of booze~Â Now then, letâs pop it open and see whatâs inside~
Love1: Hm? This scent... itâs gotta be scotch!
Love1: Nice~! He mighta been a rat, but that guy had some pretty gooood stuff~!
Love1: Ah, but drinkinâ booze makes me way more prone to gettinâ nosebleeds... Well, Lai-chin ainât here, so itâs A-OK~!
Love1: Down the hatch it goesââ
Love1: ...phah! Ah...! Oh...! Now THIS is the good stuff. What a burn~
Love1: Yep... that gets my blood aâ pumpinâ~! Ah~ I feel like I could go full-auto without jamminâ up.Â
Love1: Alrighty then, battlefield, here I come~! Yes, sir! Bang, bang, bang! Bang, wa-hoo~!
Love1: ...oh! Great to see you stoppinâ by, Mr. Mayor~ Youâre aceinâ it out there~â
Love1: Now, Iâm super sorry for callinâ for ya on such short notice. Musta been a pain to come all this way, huh?Â
Mayor: N-No, itâs not an issue... Iâm happy to step out whenever you need...
Love1: Yeah, yeah, youâre a real upstandinâ guy, super reliable.
Love1: Now then, gettinâ right to the point. ...whatcha doing, sneakinâ around with those rats from the Resistance?
Mayor: H... Huh!? S-Surely, youâre mistaken! I would never dare try to betray the World Emperor...!
Love1: Alrighty, stop right there. I donât wanna hear any more of those see-through excuses.
Love1: Iâve known for ages now, what kinda shit youâve been up to.
Love1: Letâs see~ Food aid, leaking information about base weak points and strategic operations... All of thatâs not gonna fly!Â
Love1: Yep, the evidence is all right here. ...youâre such an upstandinâ guy, but ya whiffed it, in the end.Â
Mayor: Eek...! I am so very sorry! I was threatened into it, I swear...!
Love1: Thereâs another lie! Now, first of all, your entire family is gonna be publicly executed.
Mayor: Huh... no, you wouldnât...Â
Love1: Aha, too bad. Iâm super honest, yâsee~ Whereâd be a good place? Iâll be sure to save ya a seat, so you get a front-row view of the show.
Mayor: P-Please, stop! My family, please spare themâ!
Love1: Huh? Shouldnât you be happy that Iâm the one who noticed your little schemes?Â
Love1: If it had been Ei-chan, heâd woulda wiped out your entire town, for sure.â Ahahaha!
Love1: ...nât~? Phew! This shell casing really wonât come out~ And Lai-tanâs off giving his report to that person... Oh...!
Eins: Hm...? Ah, Love1.Â
Love1: Heya! Ei-chin~! Great job out there. â
Eins: Yes, same to you. What are you doing here?Â
Love1: Well, yâsee, this cartridge got itself splendidly stuck in the chamber, and no matter what I do, it ainât budginâ~ Jamminâ up is such a pain~ Whew!
Eins: Let me have a look at that. ...ahh, there it is. Letâs see...Â
Eins: ...hm! There we go, howâs that?Â
Love1: Woooo~~~! Ei-chinâs the frickinâ best! Thanks a bunch!â
Eins: It was nothing. More importantly... is that blood leaking out of your gas mask? Are you alright?
Eins: If youâre injured, you should go to Master straight away and get healed.
Love1: Blood? Ahh~, thatâs just a nosebleed, Iâm all good.â Â It just splashed out âcause IÂ got all hyped, no big deal!
Love1: Lai-tanâll wipe it up soon enough, so weâre all~ll good!
Love1: Since I get nosebleeds so much, Lai-tanâs started carrying tissues around! Ainât my lil bro the sweetest~!
Eins: Oh... I see. You brothers are awfully close.
Eins: Please, continue to give your best effort together. If anything happens, Fal and I will be there to support you.
Love1: Woo! OKâ! Iâll be countinâ on ya, Ei-chi~in!
Eins: Haha, good. ...ah, Fal must be waiting for me. See you later.
How would Herme like a master who sometimes feeds into his wants and treats him like an object (assuming a relatively kind master)? They'll use him as a footrest or a fucktoy, ordering him not to talk or move, and the whole time they will be kind of narrating things to themselves. Like "I'm so glad that I got this cock sleeve to use" or "Wow, this footrest is the perfect addition to my room."
On one hand, it's a hit to his dignity that Herme struggles to accept. On the other hand, being treated like nothing but a mindless object feels so right. That part is the perfect remedy for when he's feeling overwhelmed with his own humanity, and it's just so, so easy to accept it and give in. Pride hardly matters when he's being a good, obedient tool. That's what he's meant for, isn't it? Following Master's orders, making himself useful, forgetting all thoughts but the pleasure of satisfying your will. Whether the action involved is sexual or not, being utterly brainless for a while is such a relief that he'll quickly come to seek it out. You may have awakened something...
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Since canon decided that they were going to contradict their own previously stated eye color for Fal, I made an edit of what it should be, according to the Memorial Book, as well as one of him with a streak like Fâs! o3o Thatâs⌠lowkey a headcanon now. Heâd dye over it, but still.Â
I want Sieg and Charle introduced to each other as a part of a new experimental gun partner system to balance rose scar effects out. Imagine what happens after a while when the experiment ends.
â˘Â Siegblut isn't too happy about this system. At the same time that he has a shred of dangerous, fragile hope over the idea of maybe not killing every Master who keeps him for too long, he also despises that he'll have to rely on another gun to do that. Especially when that other gun is an Antique. He's going into this expecting the worst from some stuck-up old gun who thinks they're special just because they can heal Master instead of only causing harm. Siegblut fully expects that gun to be the favored one, and he's in a foul mood from the start because of it.
â˘Â Charleville, meanwhile, also isn't expecting anything good. He's more hopeful, kind of, but a large part of him still dreads everything that could go wrong. He doesn't imagine most Moderns would take fondly to sharing a Master with an Antique, especially not when his only reason for being there is fixing the damage that they cause. But... it would be nice to have another gun to be close to, and maybe he wouldn't be treated so harshly if there was someone else around to share the tougher times.
â˘Â When the two are actually together, it goes much better than either of them anticipated. Sieg is grouchy and standoffish, of course, and Charleville is plenty nervous around a large, intimidating gun with a loud voice and a lot of strength... but in the end, it's the sweets that fix the relationship for good. As we all know, Siegblut is highly responsive to praise. So when Charleville openly gushes over his baking hobby, that makes a huge dent in Sieg's immediate hatred of having another gun around. It's easier to get along, after that. Much, much easier.