There Can Only Be One Gayest Mfer In Town 🔫🔫🔫

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐧! 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡.

𝐁𝐮𝐭, 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭!

hey

hey friend

dont kill yourself tonight ok

you have a really pretty smile and i know its not always easy to manage one but itd be a bummer if we never had the chance to see it ever again

youre really important and you matter a lot so stay safe and try and have a nice sleep

Mitsuri or Shinobu with a service top s/o who’s never been pleasured by their own significant other? Just how she would hand her s/o being confused about her wanting to return the favor

𝐈'𝐦 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭!

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭!

𝐒𝐨, 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐈𝐃. (𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐝-19)

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 1700 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 (𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐞, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞.. 30)

bro I have like 50 jjk drafts but no jjk asks. this is all me coming up with ideas like there’s no tomorrow.

Narinder on catnip headcannons. 🌿

Btw here are the effects of catnip incase you need a reference or knowledge on it.

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐧𝐢𝐩, 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬(?),

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫/𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬

Narinder on catnip is... something else.

To put it simply.

He will consistently meow.

In general, he rarely meows and is pretty ashamed of it.

But on catnip, he's meowing 24/7, he doesn't shut up.

For some reason, the affect lasts longer on him than the average cat.

He's constantly rubbing his cheeks against people (people he knows)

If you don't know, cats have scent glands in their cheeks, when they rub their cheeks against you or an object, that's their way of marking their territory.

He often does it against the other bishops, which they're oddly often fine with (even after they've all become followers).

It tends to make Shamura tear up, when they become a follower.

Because after everything that happened, it makes them so happy that Narinder has kept some of his old ways.

Especially one of his old affectionate habits.

The rest of the bishops always seem happy when he does this.

Except for Heket, for some reason she has no reaction.

Well, outward reaction.

Inwardly, she's happy, but she's also kind of mad.

In the sense of "who the fuck gave him catnip again"

and that brings us to this;

Narinder has an IQ of 1, when on catnip.

He can still speak, sure.

But he will literally make up random words and random shit in general.

He also tends to take naps on the random rooftops

He doesn't remember any of it though.

He also can't walk in a straight line and gets scared by his own shadow.

A lot of adulthood is shouting “AUGH MY LAUNDRY” hours after you put it in the washer/dryer and running to go fetch it

seeing if my inbox still works

it does coolio

Really happy to see this at my local library

I saw that requests are open, so I found a quote list and had an idea!!

“I had a nightmare about you and wanted to make sure you were okay.” With Shamura? We know Shamura is something of a prophet, so they likely have dreams of the sort. What if they dreamt of their s/o dying(something brutal and painful of course lmao), and sought them out to make sure that it was only a dream? Jsut some nice hurt/comfort, if you will!

Thank you so much, and have a great day/night! :)

𝐀/𝐍 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐂𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐆𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐠

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐞-𝐲, 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲(?), 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 "𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐭" 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩.

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚

The bishops eyes slowly closed, drifting off into a much-needed slumber. The book they read slowly slipped from their slim phalanges and onto their lap. Their head rested back against their seat, comfortably laying against the soft velvet material of the cushion. The warm comfort of their library slowly faded from their mind, an image of you replacing it.

They smiled, a slightly toothy one at that. They happily walked toward you, slowly wrapping their arms around your waist and pulling you close. Soft kisses were peppered atop your head as they held you tight. Their grip was suddenly loosened, and they looked up in response.

Upon looking up, they saw their brother, standing directly above your gruesomely-torn-apart body. Your own blood spilled from your lips, the only remaining life you had left draining from your eyes. Narinder's chains caused slight bruising, his claws caused bloody scars. Your skin was tattered and torn (if you know that reference, I love you), ripped apart and shredded.

Shamura's eyes flooded with tears, their throat ached with screams that were never released. They breathed heavily, trying to run toward you, but their body wouldn't move. They screamed and yelled your name, but nothing was heard.

Their eyes soon fluttered open, their breaths heavy as they moved their head from side to side to assess where they were. They grabbed their book, closed it and set it on their desk. With a gentle sigh, they stood and head straight to your shared room.

Upon reaching the door, they hesitated. What if that wasn't a dream, and you really were dead? They shook their head, attempting to remove those thoughts from their mind as they opened the door, noticing your sleeping body.

A soft smile approached their lips as they walked ever closer to your side of the bed. They couldn't deny, they felt a little.. bad that they decided to wake you. But they went with it, gently tapping your shoulder, peppering soft kisses to your forehead.

A soft yawn escaped your lips as you awoke, your dreary eyes looking up at Shamura and smiling toward them. "You're finally coming to bed..?" A small laugh escaped you as you moved over, opening your arms for them. They nodded softly with a gentle laugh, laying next to you. "I had a nightmare, wanted to assure you were alright," They admitted, before looking down at you, noticing you had fallen back asleep before they could even finish their response.