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/ finally cleared a hades 2 run i feel like i could do anything. maybe ill finish making kyou's carrd / (good one, i know!)

Cracking his back on the corner of a wall. ... Honest to god moaning over it, and startling himself immediately thereafter โ€” when did he make noises like that?

" I'm kinda like Aran Ryan if he was purple instead of green. I'd for sure blatantly cheat at boxing. Like, look at me, I kinda have to be unless I'm fighting with a debilitating illness. "

... I don't think they got sirens in the river. Also no but that's not the point.

No, I mean the eternal mist. They don't have boxes underwater... unless they're putting me in a treasure chest.

My horny ass could NOT be a sailor. If a siren's song so much as potentially graced my ears I'm going overboard into that eternal mist.

How can I make this timeline about Radical Highway.

โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’” ๐’Š๐’• ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•... โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’Š๐’•'๐’” โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž ๐’“๐’†๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’ ๐’๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’. โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž โ€Ž ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ: ๐‹๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐š ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ฃ๐ข ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ.

" Nahhh... I ain't a flattery guy. My praising is honed to a razor's edge. " ... That said, he's certainly not equipped for much else at present, given the way he almost jolts at her pressing herself into him โ€” even with the gap between his body and hers (overlooking her chest).

A low, quiet whistle. " I dunno what sparked this part of the curse, but fuck me... I reckon your best interests were in mind. " Some of the horror is justified, to be fair โ€” mostly in regards to the critical lack of a way to hide them. That blanket's a joke. A curtain could compensate. ...Maybe.

/ morning. kinda feel like ass, replies (reply, really) will probably be a bit staggered... it's not looking good for our hero

" ...Ahhh, fine. Whatever. Maybe I should just grab your ass instead or somethin', I don't think I can, like, actually get much more done. " Half-jokingly said, but he does eventually, graciously, release his grip on that overwhelming bust. Christ, he might get wiped out for standing too close!

" ...I really don't. Feeling up someone's tits is probably the best thing I could be doing with my time regardless of the fact that you're, like. Y'know. Swelling. " Fuck, her body IS getting hot, though. Is she gonna wind up a full on furnace if this continues? Should he move his hands...?

g'moooorning... ... bleugh. i need to get somethin' better to cling to.

/ hades 2 finally clicked thank god for fuckbusted combos

oh noooo. ...he considers saying something like last time, but he opts not to comment โ€” this is a sight best preserved fully in memory (lest something be crushed in fist again). face aglow almost instantly.

He peels his face off the ground, just to see her bailing from the scene of the crime... phoneless. If he had to guess, she has more than one (or could buy another), so it's not a huge loss. ... For her. Whatever happens from here is hardly something he'll remember, but the perpetrator?

/ i think this might be the funniest way kyoufu's come close to death so far

Oh, fuck, his vertigo's gonna get completely ruined. Going up is fine, he's cool with that (if concerned), but coming back DOWN damn near splatters him - it's like watching someone belly flop from a hundred feet up. ... A harsh, long wheeze is forced out. At least she didn't kill him?

He's about to bring up that just being a demon hardly rules anything out, but gravity is quick to crumple him - knocked down so he's sat on his knees, hands near-glued to the floor. " ...Point taken. " First he's heard of them having gravity manipulation, too... at least she's interesting.

" Not exactly caโ€” oh, god, are you one'a those, like... super dedicated cosplayers or something? Are you some anime girl I've never watched? " That is, for the record, basically any anime. He's somewhere between concerned and annoyed - why does he get the freaks?

" ...Th- you- HUH? " Glancing down at himself - he's barely done anything today OUTSIDE of showering. Such is the nature of a well-spent Saturday; at least that's what he thought. " What the hell kind of angels are you hanging around, girl? "

แด›สœแด€แด›'๊œฑ สœแดแดก สแด€ แด…แด ษชแด›!

" Huh? " For a second, there DOES seem to be some show of mercy - not that he lets go, moreso he just keeps his hands pressed deep into the ocean of flesh. If he COULD, he'd certainly try to crane his head to score a view of the rest of her... but that seems to be a very, very lost cause.

" Hiii. โ™ก " No shame, and certainly no remorse... watching as her chest starts swelling around his hands, listening all-too-close as she whines out in what he can only assume is need. He's doing something good for her like this; at least he's fairly certain. " These things really are soooo huge...

All is perfectly well in this sudden show of perversion, as far as he can tell. The moaning, his hands sinking in... this is standard fare. What changes his stance: the fact that his wrists are getting swallowed up in the flesh, too. He pauses, head cocked to the side, as Alastor confirms his--