Here comes the stretchy goop to prove you wrong.
“WHAT?!”
Oh, no you DON’T! The heightening intensifies.
“Oh–!” Lori jerked away, laughter gone, hands clutched tight against her chest. “Um. N-Never mind.”
“So NOW you decide to be afraid of me.”
Aku rolled his eyes. Well that took long enough.
lol even more self-insert shit
ohandwowlookIdrewhisshoulderbladesrightthistimeyaaaaayyyyyyyy
At least he didn’t say “feel how hard I am”
I’m so glad someone besides me was thinking it.
She giggled. “I was just curious about that black soft-looking stuff you’re made of!”
“Soft? Aku is not soft! Touch my arm, you’ll see!”
He slammed his arm down for inspection.
… Random sidenote, but I had this random idea of how Aku smells(at least when he doesn’t use soaps, shampoos and conditioners on himself)?
Like… I had this thought of Aku smelling like burning wood.
Well he is technically a tree so I think it makes sense
He smells like a campfire and a bit of burnt out candle.
“Well what a coincidence….” she holds out a bag to him, it had a red ribbon tied around it. “Here!”
“Oooh!” Excited to see what sort of goody was inside, Aku reached for the gift like it was his birthday present and pried it open with his claw tips.
Horns vibrating at hearing the yelling of “YOU DID THE SEX?!” Aku squinted and tried to ignore the yelled question as he picked up another thin mint cookie and popped it into his mouth.
Being Aku is suffering. Some time after that conversation had ended, Aku lay down on his bed and a put a pillow over his face.
what’s underneath flug’s paperbag?
The Shogun of Sorrow 