#kaercu

MISS NEELA. If we're talking JJK, I really like her and Ijichi. I think she would be so charmed by how polite, kind, and gentle he is. Furthermore, she thinks he's quite handsome and oh man, why does her heart feel like it's spasming and skipping beats around him? It's also sweet to imagine that the already exhausted, overworked manager has someone who will dote on him and make sure he's taken care of, too. He deserves that .

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I hate talking about this man sometimes, and this is one of those times. Fighting, play fighting or actual fighting, does it for him. Pinning someone down, getting a little rough, proving he’s stronger… yeah, that’ll get him going. For Atlas, intimacy is tied up in power, so anything that makes that dynamic obvious tends to flip the primal switch in his brain.

And I hate that I feel like I have to say this, but I’m going to say it anyway: he is never taking that power of choice from someone. It’s not like every person he gets into a fight with suddenly becomes someone he wants to sleep with. But if his partner happens to enjoy being roughed up a little, he’s absolutely going to take advantage of that. And if they don’t? That’s fine too, he can always come find them afterward and work out the leftover adrenaline from whatever fight he just got into with some random third party.

Other things that get him going: begging, teasing him, or challenging him; being a little brat on purpose just to get under his skin. Sex is also one of the ways he burns off frustration, so yes, technically you can ragebait him into it. He’s also kind of a simple man in the sense that seeing someone strip/naked or hearing someone say “I need you” is already enough to get him halfway there. If he likes the person.

To the surprise of absolutely no one, he’s got a handful of kinks and they all involve him being dominant. For fun ( and to satisfy @fakedeers ), I’m going to speedrun his top ones so I don’t have to think about this man’s sex life any longer than necessary:

Sadism — shocking to no one. He likes hurting people, specifically his partner. Choking, slapping, gagging, a little emotional humiliation, yadda yadda, you get the idea. He is mean even in bed.

Overstimulation / Edging — he wants his partner begging to be allowed to come. Ideally in tears. And if they’re not crying yet? Well, he’ll keep going (or keep stopping) until they are.

Degradation — again, not surprising. He’ll call his partner things like whore, slut, bitch, worthless, he’ll be mean about it. But even while degrading them he’s still making it clear they’re his. Because in Atlas’s mind, degrading someone and claiming them at the same time makes perfect sense. You’re not just a slut, you're his slut <3

Recording — get the camera, it’s time to make a movie. He likes filming his partners and taking pictures afterward, especially if his partner looks completely wrecked. He really likes taking pictures after giving his partner a 'facial'. *But this kink is reserved strictly for long-term partners. He has no interest in doing this with a one-night stand or casual fling.*

If he’s in a polyship with another muse and Ophelia (or with two other people), he absolutely will send videos to the third person. And yes, he enjoys getting pictures or videos of them in return.

engagement isn't always personal — sometimes it's just timing, timezone, or luck. people are busy, asleep, burned out, or scrolling past at the wrong moment. your post missing notes doesn't mean your writing is bad or that people don't care. it's rarely that deep. but the rpc has a habit of turning stats into self - worth, measuring our value in reblogs & replies like they're proof of existence. & when you start confusing visibility with worth, you stop writing for joy & start performing for attention — & that's where the burnout begins.

@kaercu  :     [   bandage   ]   sender   changes   the   bandages   carefully,   apologizing   even   when   it   doesn’t   hurt  (  from  clara!  )

INJURY  IS  A  GIVEN  OF  LIFE     when  you  are  not-so-miss  Kinosaki  Mei.  Perhaps  childhood  was  fine,  hell  if  he  remembers,  but  something  about  adolescence  just  kick-started  this  wonderful  streak  of  misfortune  he  seems  to  maintain.  Oh  well,  right?    Oh  well.     At  least  there's  someone  real  good  looking,  over  here,  tending  to  him.  That's  got  to  count  for  something!    There's  that  half-full  whateverism  he'll  just  force  himself  to  cling  to!     All's  well  that  ends  well! 

He  melts  his  features  into  a  gentle  smile,  the  tips  of  summer-sunny  lashes  intermingling  through  the  narrow  of  his  eyes.  He  does  his  best,  on  instinct,   to     relieve  the  other  of  apologetic  temperament.  “You  don't  have  to  apologize  so  much,  you  know.  I'm  just  grateful  you're  doing  this  at  all.”    He  lets  a  beat  come  to  be,  something  comfortable  as  he  continues    to  watch  the  effort  made  to  aid  him.     He  can't  help  but  think  of  himself  in  her  place,  patching  knee  after  knee  every  time  his  little  brother  would  wander  off  into   the  land  of  unabashed  boyhood    and  indulge the  energetic  trysts  therein.    

"Besiiides,"     he  leans  in  just  a  notch,  still  keeping  comfortable  space  between  them,     "I  can  barely  feel  a  thing.  Miss  professional  over  here's  got  me covered  –   I'm  starting  ta  half-believe  you're  keeping  a  medical  degree  from  me,  Clara."

Even with the stopper not yet plugged, the water threatens to overflow. His upper can fit in the bathtub, but as for the full length of his tail ... it's the intention that counts, right? This man didn't have to offer him shelter. He certainly didn't need to run him a bath. Yet here they are. Hiromi as a lumpen shape in a too small tub, and that man constantly smiling from above.

If he wasn't in the middle of flushing out a wound at his left hip, the siren would have liked to converse under a more humanoid guise. Most land dwellers don't take kindly to the unnatural. Except for the strange host of this humble abode.

@kaercu's chiyo, semi-unprompted, always accepting.

it's not the first time she has had to wrestle a suspicious individual to the ground, and it certainly would not be the last no matter how much she tried. easily does the exorcist fight the smaller girl to the ground, but it's not without a struggle that, to be very truthful, she doesn't expect in the slightest. this brat is much stronger than she looks, stronger than the average small frame would simply not allow otherwise, however the very moment the stench of something non-human wafted through her nose, rema knew there was nothing average to be found here. she sits atop her now, having fought to roll chiyo on her back so the exorcist may effectively pin her to the ground.

@kaercu liked this for a one line lyric starter ! 　　　　　　⤷ 3rd degree burns by citizen soldier .

" people think I'm too emotional, taking everything too personal... "