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graymanshoots · 6 months

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Simon “Ghost“ Riley SFW+NSFW Headcanons…

…and quotes I found that I believe fit him. With a lil chunk of comforting fluff at the end cause the quotes are sad.

(Just a reminder that these are my personal headcanons for him. Be respectful please.)

Quotes:

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- I don’t think Simon as a person is as ruthless and cold as people make him out to be. He cares a lot about the people around him and locks in when necessary. He may be wary of people when he first meets them, but with the right amount of time and good conversation, he’d definitely be a good companion.

- He keeps work separate from his personal life. The way I see it, him wearing a mask on the field is to preserve his identity and to strike fear into enemies with the skull, like it had been done for him. He doesn’t wear a mask when he’s on leave because he’s Simon then, and people are gonna see him as some random big burly dude, not a soldier when he’s just walking the street.

- I’d say he would like some semblance of a normal life outside of work. By normal, I mean being able to have relationships, maybe get married, and after a lot of convincing, maybe have a kid. If he truly was going to stay alone for the rest of his life, there wouldn’t be as much of a need for him to be so secretive about his face (especially with his background). He has nothing to lose outside of the military. Sad to say, but his entire family is dead, and as far as we know lore-wise, all of his friends are dead except for 141.

- He’s confident and cocky. He’s not shy about his looks. He knows he has attractive features, and he definitely knows his capabilities. Simon is also bigger than most men and has a body sculpted by years of military training. He’s not shy about it. I can see him getting touchy about some of his scars just because they remind him of a dark point in his life, but he also reminds himself that he’s survived through them and takes them with a bittersweet feeling.

- Simon has a lot of mental issues and seems like the type of person to want to deal with them alone. If you were his significant other (you’d obviously have to be extremely close with him to get to that point), he’d tell you about his childhood. He talks about his trauma very casually like it never really affected him, but it subconsciously still hurts to think and talk about. He’ll trauma dump to a close friend/significant other and then think, “My life is kinda messed up.” Later on.

- If he suffers from night terrors or any type of sleeping ailments, I don’t believe he’d push his significant other away. He’d probably need a moment to collect himself because he’d be pretty dangerous in situations where he’s in a panic and isn’t thinking straight, but he’d definitely want to either stay close to you or hold you once he’s somewhat calmed down. He doesn’t mind being comforted; it’s just very foreign to him because he didn’t get much of it throughout his life. When he holds you, he likes to remind himself that he does have a piece of his mother in him and he isn’t 100% a monster. The softness he holds in the deepest parts of himself, he automatically associates them as traits passed from his mom.

- Simon is a soft man. He’d be very gentle as a significant other and as a father. He doesn’t yell or ever really raise his voice unless he’s pushed to a point. But he’d never want to be seen as anything similar to his dad.

- Now he may be soft most of the time, but if someone really pushes him, he can be petty and mean. When he gets angry, he doesn’t think and says things he doesn’t mean just to hurt the other person. He wouldn’t be like this towards his children if he had any, but there are definitely times where he’s argued with his significant other and thrown out a low blow. He’s someone that needs a lot of patience.

- A bit contradictory, but he has anger issues and that’s just that. Of course, he’ll keep level as much as possible, and he doesn’t yell often, but he definitely gets upset at a lot of little things. The someone spills a drink on him on accident, he has to take a moment to calm himself. His coat catches on the doorknob, and he’s gripping the wood tightly, just standing there fuming in silence.

- Carries candy in at least one of his pockets. Seems like the type to have a sweet tooth, and he especially falls into it after getting into a relationship or having a family. He used to just eat candies whenever he had a craving for them, but with an s/o or a family, he eats them whenever he feels he needs a cig or a drink. While sugar isn’t that good for you, he’d much prefer having that than dying of lung cancer or falling into addiction like his brother. He also likes baked goods purely for the fact that they have such a potent smell and can give his dreary apartment a comforting feel when he’s alone.

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-He’s a gentle lover, doesn’t usually go rough unless asked or he’s upset. He likes to take his time when having sex since his work life is very fast-paced and high-stress. After a mission, he’ll want to make love to his s/o, being soft and gentle with his thrusts, enjoying the grip of you around his cock. After the initial soft round, if you're up for another, he’s not against going rougher.

-He doesn't do casual hook-ups often because they usually require him letting someone into his space or him going into an unfamiliar place. He’d do them in his car, bathroom, or generally anywhere that could give him semi-privacy with the person.

-That being said, Simon is not against semi-public sex. He’s not super kinky but is willing to try anything once. He would never do anything that had to do with blood, bodily harm with a weapon of any kind, and scat/piss. Those are super hard no’s for him. The farthest he’d go with ‘bodily harm’ is spanking, but I don’t see him using a belt at all. Besides, his palm is good enough to get the desired effects.

-Simon loves to cum inside. Not because he has a breeding kink, but because he loves watching his cum leak out of your well-used hole. He enjoys seeing your blissed-out face, knowing he’s to blame for your condition.

-He’s a giver more than a receiver. He loves giving you pleasure and often forgets about himself because he just adores your reaction to everything he’s dishing out for you. He doesn’t mind getting sucked off but would much rather eat you out or fuck you than that. He’s not a very selfish lover no matter his mood. It’s always 90% of his attention on you and the rest on himself. Even if you guys are hate-fucking or he’s in a bad mood, he’ll either edge you into oblivion or overstimulate you until you're crying.

-Simon Riley has a big dick; that’s just a fact. He is thick and he’s got good length. I’d say he’s a bit more girth than most men rather than long. He’s a grower and a bit of a shower. When he’s soft, you're gonna assume he’s like around 5.5 inches, but when you get him all riled up, he’ll get to around 6.7 inches.

-With him having been blessed in his nether regions, he does a lot of foreplay. And I mean a lot. He won’t fuck you until you’ve cum at least once and prepped and ready for him to ruin you. He will start with light teasing once he feels he's in the mood. Gets touchier than usual and will start with innocent little touches and kisses before pulling you into his lap.

-He loves doing and getting aftercare. He’ll lay down and settle for a bit after a good romp, but he’ll eventually either get up or let you get up to do some well-deserved sweet and domestic aftercare.

Mini fluff fic:

You shuffled through the kitchen, humming softly to the song playing through your speaker. The sweet aroma of vanilla and cinnamon filled the room, wrapping its scent around everything. Simon was supposed to be back from deployment today, so you wanted to make his favorite dessert as a welcome home gift.

You were so wrapped up in making sure everything was perfect you hadn’t heard keys jingling or the door open. With thoughts consumed, a yelp doesn’t fail to leave your lips when you turn around, bumping right into your husband's chest.

“Do I need to buy you a hearing aid, love?” Simon questioned, his unmasked face showing his amused expression.

“You are like a mouse when you walk!” You argued, lightly slapping him on the chest before turning back to the oven.

Simon let out a low chuckle and grabbed you by the waist, pulling you into his chest before resting his chin on your head.

You relaxed into him, leaning your head to the side, inhaling his cologne. Simon leaned down, pressing his scarred lips to your neck, mumbling something incoherent into your skin.

You squirmed in his hold, feeling ticklish as a small smile appeared on his face. “Simon, the cinnamon rolls are gonna burn.” Your words fell on deaf ears as Simon swayed you along to the music, saying nothing and just feeling you.

His fingers teased under your shirt and lightly gripped onto the skin of your hips, a soft sigh sliding from his lips as he relaxed.

The two of you stood there for a couple of minutes, just swaying softly, enjoying each other's presence before he reluctantly pulled away, pressing a soft kiss to your neck.

“You need any help with the rolls, hun?” He asked, looking at the golden brown cinnamon rolls in the oven. “When I take them out, you can help me with the icing,” you said, grabbing the bowl with the unfinished icing in it. Simon smiled and took the bowl from you, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead before going over to the mixer…

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tantei-chan01 · 3 months

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John Dory's Conversation

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‘Man this hurts.’ JD thought to himself, holding an ice pack to his eye. You're probably wondering what happened to give JD a black eye. Once the group returned to Pop Village, Poppy immediately contacted the other kingdoms, surprising JD, Bruce, and Floyd with her being queen.

After explaining what happened, a certain rock queen decided that they weren't punished enough and tried to attack them, getting a good hit on JD before being pulled back by a larger troll. ‘But it's not like I didn't deserve it.’ JD thought sullenly, 'After all,what kind of older brother just abandons the baby of the family.'

That's what's bothering him. 20 years ago, after failing to reach the perfect family harmony, he just packed up his essentials and basically abandoned his family. It didn't matter if he eventually came back. Having your brothers walk out on you is a pain that can't be redeemed. JD sighed in regret, "You know, they say if you sigh, a piece of happiness leaves you."

JD turns around and sees Delta walking towards him, a soft smile on her pretty face. John gives her a sad smile, "It's not like I deserve any happiness, after what I've done."

Delta frowned as she sat next to him, "Now, Sugar, you know that's not true."

"Isn't it?!" He looked down, digging his nails into his palms, "I left my baby brother alone! And for what?! To hike the Everglade Trail?! To not be in charge and run away from any sort of responsibility like a coward?!" He could feel the hot tears threatening to come out, but he held them back, he didn't deserve it.

Delta gently took his hand and gently relaxed his fingers, rubbing the nail mark on his palm, "I'm not going to lie to ya, John, you made a mistake, a big one." She gently caressed one of his many calluses on his hand, "But that doesn't mean you're irredeemable."

"I could've taken him with me. I could've spared him all this trauma if I had just taken him with me."

"Or ya could've put the both of you in danger! Don't you remember how I found ya?"

JD blushed in embarrassment, "I'd rather not remember."

"You were passed out in the middle of the desert, with heat stroke and no water for miles! Those goggles certainly didn't help keep you cool." She would never forget that day. What you think would be a routing check for stray buffalo ends up becoming a rescue of a strange troll in a puffy jacket.

"Still though," he messed with his goggles, a nervous tick he never outgrew, "I could've done something."

"John, you can't keep thinking of what you could've done. You have to think of what you can do now. Branch is right here, still waiting for his brothers to show that they still love him. He may not forgive you right away, but isn't he worth it?"

JD closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He remembered holding onto Branch's egg after he saw their parents being carried away by a bergen. He remembered how small those hands were against his, how Branch would hide in his hair like all trollings would do with their parents, the first time he heard him giggle, all precious moments.

"Yes," he opened his eyes, finally clear after so long, "he is worth it. It doesn't matter if it takes the next 20, 30, or even 40 years to forgive me. I'm not going to leave him, not again."

Delta smiled at him, happy to see the determination back in his eyes, "That's what I'd like to hear."

#trolls #trolls branch #mute!branch #dreamworks trolls #au #trolls band together #branch #trolls the beat goes on #trolls world tour #trolls john dory #trolls delta dawn

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bentannin · 5 months

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I will say the one thing I did not expect when the vod released on Monday was for the Ashton takes to swing in the OPPOSITE direction.

And while I definitely agree that some of the initial reactions after ep 77 & 78 ranged from concerning to just plain bad (harsh but some of them were genuinely bonkers; sending hate to Tal, painting characters as straight up abusive and manipulative, referencing one of the player’s irl trauma), the new wave of “Ashton did nothing wrong” isn’t exactly much better.

By their own admission, they fucked up. BIG TIME. They disregarded all the warnings and made a big decision without the rest of the group’s knowledge. And not only that, but he actively hides it from them. They have every right to be upset. And when you’ve just experienced a minute of watching helplessly as your friend rapidly loses and regains consciousness, has his arm fall off, and literally bursts into a million pieces right in front of you, it makes sense that you’d react pretty negatively. And while many of the things the Hells told Ashton were harsh, they weren’t completely unfounded.

Has Ashton shown to care about FCG and their well-being multiple times over the course of the campaign? Yes, absolutely. So when you look at their conversation from Ashton’s perspective, of course FCG accusing him of caring about no one would hurt. Of course, because, when asked to name at least one person, there was no hesitation when he said “you [FCG]”.

But when you look at it from FCG’s perspective, it’s a different story:

He was there when they were all given the warnings about the shard. He was there when, over and over and over again, they were told putting two shards within the same body, especially Ashton’s body which already holds two beings (the empress and the half-beacon), would sunder that body. And he was also there when it was decided the shard would go to Fearne, not Ashton.

So, with only that information and having no way of knowing any conversations between Fearne and Ashton (where she says she doesn’t want it, where Ashton says he does, and they decide Ashton will receive it instead), when they walk up the steps of the ziggurat and see Ashton, their friend, glowing and falling apart in immense agony, of course the only things they would feel in the moment are horror and confusion.

And after a minute of desperately trying to keep them alive, of burning his hands on their sweltering skin just to pump in enough health points to keep them standing, because, if he doesn’t, if he fails, Ashton will die with no way of bringing them back, of course FCG would feel hurt.

And not just hurt, but betrayed, because who does that?!

Who puts everyone who cares about them through that? Who looks at every warning and completely disregards them, and then LAUGHS after they’ve just forced their friends to watch as they nearly killed themselves?

The answer, at least to FCG, is no one; no one who cares about their friends would do that to them, so the only conclusion he can come to in a moment wrought with such intense emotion and turmoil is that Ashton clearly doesn’t care.

Basically what I’m trying to say is, the Hells are allowed to be upset. They are allowed to express that they are upset. And Ashton, for as much as I love his character and understand the events that led to this major fuck up moment, is just gonna have to take it.

They shouldn’t be punished by any means because they are still a deeply hurt and sad person, but they shouldn’t be completely excused either. What they did was extremely stupid, and the ONLY thing that kept them alive and kept the Hells from losing him, was the love from their friends and probably the luckiest ring trade ever made (long live Aabria).

And yes, the Hells are being hypocrites, they’re all either on similar paths of self-destruction or enabling them, but almost losing Ashton has clearly started to open their eyes. Hopefully the retreat allows them all to process and decompress in order to address that hypocrisy with clearer heads! But for now, it’s just gonna be the initial anger.

#ashton greymoore #critical role #critical role spoilers #fcg #this was way longer than intended #but hopefully makes sense??#maybe??#i dont want to step on toes but MAN was i seeing some bad takes #love Ashton very dearly but hes a dummy #and thats okay!#love them regardless

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maagicmushies · 3 months

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I think I'm just gonna post my thoughts on every hxh's character's nen and how they aid their individual stories because it's really fun to talk about and these thoughts are constantly bouncing around my head.

killua's is probably the best execution and cleanest cut case of this. Nearly every character who sees Killua use his electricity based abilities instantly become heartbroken realizing what this means. This little boy is familiar enough with the sensation of electricity that he can just replicate it. It's an extension of his training as a Zoldyck assassin, but it's very possible that he was put through worse tests than anyone else in his family due to his incredible potential and right to the family name. Killua's story is about unlearning the toxic behaviors so deeply ingrained into the Zoldycks as a whole and while it is sad, this ability to control electricity is his first step onto that path. It takes something that was constantly used to hurt him and transforms it into something that serves him.

In my opinion, that alone would be good enough writing to justify the ability, but through Greed Island and the Chimera Ant arc it just gets more interesting. Killua gets to refine this electricity control into two more specific techniques, Shock Palm and Thunderbolt. You'd think "Oh, he's an assassin, so these are flashy kill moves like the Chidori from Naruto", but both have consistently shown to do nothing besides stun. Killua can't kill people with these, either because of low power output or because of a subconscious limiter born out of his desire to escape his family. Provided, Killua does still kill people in the Chimera Arc, but to do so he has to always rely on Zoldyck abilities. It's always his claws, the Yo-yo or any of his assassination techniques. To kill is to constantly go back to being a Zoldyck while using his electricity is outright defying their programming. The non-lethal aspect of these abilities also show how much Killua begins attaching his worth to Gon at this point in the story. In contrast to all the utility that a quick stun provides, Gon for most of the story can't do anything besides land killing blows. Killua has just as much potential as Gon, if not even more, he could have come up with something just as destructive, but chooses not to because both in HxH and in Killua's eyes, Gon is the main character and Killua is just happy to be a piece of Gon's story.

This move from being an obedient facet to the Zoldycks to an obedient facet of Gon's life isn't as healthy as it initially seems. Gon treats him much nicer (for now), but it doesn't solve the core issue that Killua doesn't any sense of self worth, he doesn't think he deserves to live for himself. As sad as it is, he can't overcome the trauma of his family without also overcoming this dependence on Gon and removing Illumi's needle is a necessary step in this. This is why I love Hunter x Hunter. Illumi's needle is magic. I mean it's nen, but nen is magic by another name. However, instead of just being a cool setpiece that facilitates well choreographed action, HxH's use of supernatural powers is so intertwined with the characters, often being blatantly metaphorical. When Killua removes Illumi's needle, he is literally forcing his brother's influence out of his brain and able to think for the first time without his family's judgement clouding any of his thoughts. You could have a scene like this in a show without any supernatural elements, but there's just something about the sudden tangibility of these mostly emotional moments that feels right.

The removal of Illumi's needle sets the stage for Killua's ultimate technique - Godspeed. Godspeed: Whirlwind is a big "fuck you" to Illumi's needle. Killua, who once ran away from Pitou, uses it to fearless stare down Youpi. Whereas Illumi's needle suppresses all of Killua's fighting spirit in the face of a stronger opponent, Whirlwind suppresses his inhibitions, allowing his body to move without the limits of the brain. It would be a perfect capstone to his story but we aren't done just yet. Godspeed: Speed of Lightning lets Killua take control of this newfound power of Godspeed and use it for... Whatever he wants to. We see it briefly at the end of the Chimera Ant arc, but it gets a ton of focus during the next arc where it is crucial to Killua escaping with his sister Alluka. It's only because of this journey he got to go on that he does something he should have done for a very long time, it lets him be to Alluka what Illumi should have been to him. At this point, Killua is self actualized, he know what he wants to do with his life. He doesn't want to just mindlessly drift along to Gon's whim, he wants to see the world and let his sister see it with him. That self actualization is Speed of Lightning, all of his power wielded selfishly for the first time in his life. He deserves it.

#Hunter x Hunter #hxh #mucho texto #killua zoldyck #nen

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dreamsclock · 1 year

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prompt u say... in a no nuke universe, how does c!tommy handle seeing the absolute worst of c!dream's scars?

(and vice versa?)

not gonna write this as a fic and instead gonna write it as a mini analysis because i wanna discuss different scenarios so!! buckle in!!

this is a mess. warnings for: scars, death, murder, mild gore (Detail of injuries and scars), unhealthy dynamics (diskduo), mentions of torture, abuse, etc. warnings for general themes in exile, prison, and c!diskduo's general dynamic).

operating under the popular headcanon that canon deaths leave scars, i would imagine the worst of c!tommy's scars are from his canon deaths: one over his heart from the l'manburg independence wars, one across his neck from the final control room, and a head scar from being beaten to death in prison (along with others, but the most common c!tommy final death i've seen has him with a head wound for this). of course, he probably has other scars - from the manberg explosion, from doomsday, from exile, etc - but i imagine a lot of those would be straightforward enough?? along with the first two of his deaths. i think in any of those scenarios, c!dream would be either patching up a wound for c!tommy or something similar, see the scar, and then ask him about it - i like to imagine he doesn't even REMEMBER the final control room death (because i also forgot it LMAO) and tommy takes the biggest offence to this. what the fuck do you mean you don't remember??? that was the biggest deal of my life!! "look, it just slipped my mind-" SLIPPED YOUR MIND???? MY DEATH SLIPPED YOUR MIND?????

for the final death, i think it resonated a lot more for both of them. the first two of tommy's deaths happened even before the life system was canonised, and happened before exile, manberg, and everything that followed. after manberg, things felt like they had a lot more weight to them. tommy's final death came from a very personal place, for both of them. it wasn't war, it wasn't for a kingdom. it was a matter of emotions and desperation and fear and trauma, for both of them, and i think it would be a lot more of a big deal for them both too.

dream finds it when he's trying to wash blood out of tommy's hair after growing tired of him complaining about the mess. it's a knotted, gnarly scar - half feels like there's obsidian still lodged in there - and dream's hands pass over it once, before pausing. tommy's squirming and griping stops very quickly when he realizes what dream's found.

both of them know what it is. neither of them need the confirmation.

but dream isn't going to ask. and tommy isn't going to tell. so dream continues until the back of tommy's head is blonde, free from blood, and tries to be careful when washing near the scar.

maybe later that night, when they're both lying half-asleep (read: staring restlessly at the ceiling of their base), dream asks quietly. does it still hurt?

at the other end of the room, tommy turns over in bed, and sniffs.

do yours?

because dream's scars... they're not exactly hidden. sure, dream wraps up what he can - his mask hardly ever comes off, and he's usually clad in armour and extra clothes and bandages anyway, which cover a lot of skin - but torture scars can't exactly stay hidden. especially not that many. tommy sees new scars every day, though he never asks about them any more.

i don't know how to begin classifying which of dream's scars would be the worst. neither does tommy, who sees burn marks and places where bones have broken the skin and scars from swords and axes and patchily-healed skin where shears have been involved.

he'd tried asking about them at first. what the fuck? he'd said, seeing the first - a strip of skin that hadn't healed right on dream's back, nasty, scarring. a messy little smiley face is cut into it too. dude, you look like you've been fucking cut into little pieces.

dream goes rigid. how are your scars, tommy? he'd snipped back, voice curt, mocking. how's the neck healing? how's the arm?

they'd fought. obviously. they fought a lot, in the early days.

but tommy's unease around dream's scars only grows when he realizes the extent of them. they seem endless, a mural of torture and torment that he just knows are from the prison.

quackity did this, didn't he? he asks, when they're too tired months later to fight. quackity and sam. in the prison.

dream doesn't reply to that.

but tommy is woken up by him that night, when dream shrieks, bolting awake in bed. it's not a human sound. it's barely even animalistic.

tommy never tells him that he'd woken that night. there's no point. dream won't thank him for the knowledge that tommy had seen him curl up in bed, whole body trembling. he won't thank him for the knowledge that tommy had heard the choked gasps and sobs as he'd struggled to breathe, that he'd watched through half-closed eyes as dream had paced until the sun came up.

he didn't tell him any of that. he didn't tell him about the new scar he'd seen either - two of them, wrapping around his neck from the axe of peace, from the staged disk war finale.

tommy remembers how good it had felt, slamming that axe into dream's body.

when he eventually falls back asleep that night, he dreams of prison, and the break in dream's frame when he'd killed ghostbur.

SEND ME MORE C!DISKDUO / NO NUKE PROMPTS OR ASKS!!

#> au: no nuke finale #dreblr #c!discduo #> c!diskduo

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averysexyleon · 10 months

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Did being a parent affected the way you write Ethan and his fatherhood? You can totally pass this if you don't want to answer.

YOU KNOW

I really don't actually know???

I remember kids seemed pretty "not a big deal" before I had one. Like I knew people who wouldn't watch horror movies where kids died or were hurt, or people who would freak out anytime there was a missing kid. and I was always like "I don't even have emotional capacity for that"

and now I'M the person who won't watch a horror movie with hurt/killed kids. (I mean, I will, but for the most part I avoid them)

So I can say that I, as a person, have changed in how I view parent/child relationships. I've only ever played RE8 as a parent.

I don't know what parts of my own 'being a dad' affect how I write Ethan, though, and now that you asked and I'm not sure, it bugs me LOL.

I see Ethan as totally different than me, he's been through probably the worst trauma a parent could have--thinking his daughter was torn into pieces?? fuck--but I think all parents relate to "parental anxiety".

Now that I'm thinking of it, it might be one of the reasons I wrote the vehicle of Rose and Ethan having a kind of "mold connection." I mean it's canon, Ethan does see through Rose's eyes several times in the game, but also, writing that into my story kind of allowed me to not write Ethan having Rose strapped to his body 24-7 which I'd imagine he would after such an event.

*sits moping about this question, not knowing, for an entire week*

#ethan winters #resident evil village

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knowlesian · 2 years

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i’m crying over stede in the bar in e10 again, and i wanted to spotlight something i find endlessly impressive— the care these writers have when they’re landing big moments, and their laser focus on word choice.

really good writers are really careful with how they say what they say; it’s the whole “if i tell you i’m taking you to my cottage in the forest, things are probably going to be instagramable; if i say we’re going to my cabin in the woods, you’re gonna die” joke in action. the essential meaning behind those two examples is the same, the definition more or less the same, but because of word choice they drag incredibly different subtext/implications in with them.

i’m just gonna tear into it line by line, don’t mind me!

What is Blackbeard like? Is he as bloodthirsty as everyone says?

He’s absolutely lovely!

so stede’s instinct is to say ed is lovely. there’s a lot of cool things happening here; stede stuck up for ed, stede got over his urge to just nod and agree and not cause a ruckus when he feels the need to please or impress someone, and stede embraced his first and truest impulse: to be lovely, himself.

because that is unmistakably pushback, covered in a compliment and gently delivered as stede has been taught to handle these things: the men tell us he’s a monster, and stede says oh but he’s lovely. no he’s not, is the subtext here. you’re wrong about him, stede is essentially saying.

(and in my favorite way to turn the lighthouse/kraken metaphor angle, where it’s about life as both/and, not either/or, and to be a monster and a lighthouse at once is to embrace that which makes us awesome while also embracing that which makes us suck with eyes/heart wide open: stede is also unconsciously saying ‘even if you were right! no matter what he is! he is lovely and i love him, all the while.’)

the men, as i covered in my meta here, don’t want that: they want to hear about a cartoon monster, have some cheap thrills and confirm their worldview all at once.

because of what stede says next, i want to stress: he doesn’t want to do any of this. he’s gotten through whatever stories he told after they all cheered his very presence, and he is absolutely fine bragging about his duel with izzy— things are going good in his quest to Win At Terrible Social Situations.

(sidenote: i love how stede just doesn’t ever feel his usual need to impress and hide his more unpleasant feelings or snippy side with izzy; from the moment they met, it’s like stede just went ‘i sense your purse dog energy, and i raise you i’m not scared of a fucking purse dog?????’ for reasons that remain partially a mystery but DELIGHT ME.)

being asked to confirm the stereotype he knows ed hates feels wrong. he doesn't know it yet, but he loves ed, and thanks to everything they went through he knows talking about ed like that would be particularly hurtful.

but: he wants attention, he wants to feel wanted, he wants to win the game for the very first time ever.

because he didn’t win the game, in e5; he realized the game is stupid and hurtful and overturned the table, instead, and it was A W E S O M E.

that night happened, stede learned what he learned and gained what he gained, and yet: here he sits, alone in a bar even while surrounded by assholes. and he knows, down in the pit of his stomach where these kind of painful things like to take root and fester: i have never once won this stupid fucking game, in my entire life of playing it. i found out i could just refuse to play, and doing that felt amazing, but i wasn’t alone then. i am alone now, i thought i was making the right choice by coming home but i am as unwanted as ever and i don’t know how to make these pieces fit into what the world reminded me is my place in life through chauncey, while he played my specific insecurities and self-loathing like a fiddle right before he repeated the last major trauma i experienced in a way that was comedic for the audience, but horrifying and triggering for me. i am angry and scared and i hurt, i think maybe i have made a mistake though i can’t allow myself to know it, not yet— and, most painfully of all: i spent my whole life training for this, i have played this stupid fucking game and gotten nothing but scorn for it for so long, i don’t know if i can take it again after knowing what life feels like without it.

stede looks at the way their expressions change, hears the evidence of the crowd turning on him, and does not so much think as feel: i have never, ever won.

when you invest a lot of time and energy and care into anything, be it a system or a hobby or an ideal, the hardest thing in the world to do, even harder than walking away, is realizing: well, fuck. whatever i used to get out of this, if anything, i am not getting that now. i should stop. i don’t even like this.

so when all the men’s faces fall and he starts to lose them (“disappointed murmurs”, the captions tell us, and choose to be helpful instead of their usual approach of generally scattershot on dialogue) stede scrambles to scoop the ball he knows he just fumbled back up, and uses his audience’s word choice in the kind of social/literal echoing guaranteed to get positive results:

Oh, and of course, a bloodthirsty killer.

that gets him their approval again, complete with wide grins and a bunch of nodding that tells us this is what they want: reflect their beliefs back, stede, or you not only don’t win this one you are going to lose, and lose hard.

these men literally cheered the fact that stede was in the room, however many stories ago that was. we know he’s known one of them since childhood; we can assume he’s at least vaguely familiar with the rest. he expected their scorn, but received jealous admiration. he’s different and has things they don’t that they actually see value in, now, not just what they consider weird gay clothes and weird gay trinkets and weird gay interests and habits that make stede weird and gay in a way they very much want him to feel ashamed about.

just the opposite. they looked at him, and they cheered for his very presence. the feeling that gave him was a shadow of the feeling he got when he put on ed’s clothes and stumbled onto the deck in leather armor and ed said: if you motherfuckers don’t clap for my new half-drowned golden retriever of a boyfriend, i will BURN THIS PLACE TO THE GROUND. CLAP FOR HIM OR FUCKIN SEE WHAT HAPPENS, but it’s still a balm to his very bruised soul.

here’s the seductive difference between then and now: ed made everybody clap for stede. ed’s legend, ed’s status. ed’s name they were clapping for, even if stede was the one receiving the attention and applause.

these assholes might be assholes, and i think stede damn well knows their approval is not worth all this because he doesn't actually think they’re his friends or like them much as people, but they know stede’s name. stede’s new legend and his status.

they’re cheering for stede bonnet: gentleman pirate. the crew did that once and it felt so fucking good that stede started to believe in his own potential to be just that in spite of himself.

not play at pirates; be a pirate.

and now he’s here and the crew is not, mary is Not Happy he’s back and the kids are just as unimpressed. he came back for them; they don’t even want him around.

these men? these... really annoying, could do with some therapy themselves, stuck in a toxic rut men?

for the first time: he entered a crowded room, and the people who made up the crowded rooms he spent his life alone in were happy he was there. they were hanging on his every word, up until now; he’s so, so close to winning.

so stede adds:

Born of the devil, and all that.

i mean. ohhhhh, these writers. oh these very heartbreaking and careful writers.

what did ed’s mother say, when she fed him the poison she’d been convinced to believe was a cure to the deadly illness of reaching too far above one’s station: god doesn’t want us to have these things. we could steal them, or pretend we wear them well and find out if people believe us, but god would always see into our hearts and know we aren’t the sort of people who deserve fine things.

there are a lot of things the writers could have put in stede’s mouth that would have confirmed these men’s impressions of ed that weren’t a one-two punch of accidental pain; he’s a fearsome pirate. a brilliant fighter, capable of pulling off mad plans no mortal man would attempt. he taught me a thing or two about swordplay, actually, and now back to my duel with izzy—

he says none of those things. bloodthirsty, these men gave him; not one of god’s creatures, stede filled in himself. a killer, born of the devil.

now, stede himself knows the first part would hit ed in a wound so old it festers to this day; ed confessed to him that he takes care not to use his own two hands to directly kill, not since he used them to protect himself from a man unworthy of the title ‘father’. he’s hurt people, he’s brought their deaths about. he has not killed them, and it matters to ed that stede knew that.

it’s a thoughtless moment; he’s not consciously thinking to himself, ‘i have just, in the span of so very few words, invalidated a core tenet of ed’s identity. if he heard me say this, he would be so, so hurt: i have accidentally done something very damaging and echoed some racist talking points without realizing it. oooooh fuck. ohhhh no, i fucked up i think.’

however, you know that pit of the stomach, ugly feeling when you say or do something you can kind of tell yourself isn’t a big deal, but you know it actually is? and then a little voice inside you says: you should feel shitty about what just happened, for valid reasons that have nothing to do with how you always feel shitty. this one’s on you, kid, and it’s going to be on you to fix it, too.

i think that’s what stede experiences there.

he doesn’t know all the complicated reasons why, just yet, which accomplishes a couple things at once.

on the writerly level, it calls back to ed’s past and fears and helps us as an audience understand why there’s a direct connection from what he says here to stede’s immediate move into a guilt spiral at mary’s art showing; he knows he feels gross about himself later because he didn’t stick up for ed about the killer part, but only the writers know about ed’s conversation with his mother and so they can reference it in a way that calls it out to us as an audience, but doesn’t pretend stede the character has knowledge he doesn’t.

on a sociological level, it displays a much more modern and coded racism from the bar assholes, as well as a general blindness to the same from stede: he’s thinking bloodthirsty as in pirate, and that’s the surface conversation. but floating underneath it, just like it did with the french captain when he called ed an animal and the way stede stood up for ed contained a subtextual dig about ed not having a tureen, either, is that ed is a pirate who is not white. i put it that way on purpose, because that’s the quiet part loud: it’s not about who ed is for these jerks, it’s about what he is not.

so when stede upholds the legend of blackbeard in a way that would be a knife through the heart of the man behind it, the writers do a couple backflips and give us a whole essay on why and how this is happening without saying more than seventeen words and leaning hard on social cues and the kind of subtext ed understands damn well and stede has learned by now to recognize through watching ed’s response to the same— but again the writers know their shit, because they yanked stede away before he learned to decipher the code on his own and/or ed said to him in plain terms: baby, i love you, but that quiet part kept quiet stuff’s still racist. violence is violence, even when it’s the silent kind.

stede knows saying that was wrong; he can identify that he stumbled there, if not all the reasons why, and we know that because he immediately redirects. no more questions about ed at all is his boundary; and once again, the writers nail it.

the guy straight out of central ‘this one’s an asshole, folks, watch out’ casting (who made a face so excited it looked a little like he was getting off on stede saying ed was born of the devil) is no longer quite as satisfied with these stories.

he wants the monster. if ed isn’t just a monster: what’s the fucking point of this story? if stede isn’t ready and willing to throw ed under the bus, if he actually thinks ed is lovely: is he really one of them?

if ed’s not just a monster, and stede’s not just one of them: is stede the monster?

so he pipes up, you ever kill anybody? i want to feast tonight, and if you won’t give us ed you’ve always been next on our gross little menu.

that’s the other quiet part loud: stede is only safe if there’s somebody else they can all be above, together. once they’re done with ed...

stede was never, ever truly safe among these men, is the point. he has lived his life in moments between these sorts of interactions, cringing in anticipation away from the next one before it even begins.

what do we mean when we say violence? because stede has known a kind of safety and comfort that make it easier to sleep on his nice mattress at night and supplies marmalade and fancy ships and gated communities: it has never once made him truly safe.

it has never even made these men asking stede to hurt the man he loves for their entertainment safe. it’s killing them all, bit by precarious privileged bit.

they can’t see it: stede can.

again, he doesn’t give them the answer they want. killing was unavoidable, not exciting. he’s seen death; and it changes you, forever, but not in ways these men want to hear.

(there’s a fun thematic overlap here, between stede’s two accidental ‘murders’ and ed’s fine moral line that led him to the same sort of murderer once removed aesthetic: it’s not quite the same, but they are ideally equipped to understand the other’s situation, if only they would both open up at once and see what happens next.)

stede thinks he’s telling them killing sucks; they hear, killing is AWESOME. killing makes you a Real Man. probably it makes your dick bigger and harder, and if you kill people your horse will stop shitting itself all the time when you ride it to the bar to complain about your bitch wife with the boys and everyone will love you and you will never wake up crying in the night because you can never be satisfied.

now, they don’t actually want to do their own killing; that would be messy and hard and maybe kind of sad, but they can feed off what they consider stede’s confirmed manful glory and have a circlejerk over his proof that men like them were meant to rule the world.

another round is ordered, the cheers start up again: stede’s face remains deeply, deeply unhappy. they didn’t fucking hear him. he was so clear: they’re not listening. they’re writing their own story on top of his words, a story that isn’t about stede (or ed!) at all, and only serves to confirm what they already believe.

and he knows: ed would have listened. ed would have heard him, but ed isn’t here because stede left him behind, and to top it all off he forgot himself for half a second chasing the high of a win and said something terrible.

seventeen words: it took seventeen words to remove any flavor from this for him.

in the end, it hurts like a motherfucker now, but in terms of character growth and stede pulling out of the cycle that’s a good thing: unfortunately but realistically stede needed to actually get the thing he wanted to realize, oh shit. oh fuck. ohhhh fuck. thanks: i fucking hate it.

sometimes you gotta just touch that stove and find out: yes, it is in fact still hot.

god, this show is smart.

(and i don’t think it’s any mistake that before we follow stede’s depressed ass over to mary’s showing and he subtext yells I AM NEITHER GENTLEMAN NOR PIRATE, I AM SO SAD AND ALONE AND MAD AT EVERYTHING, THIS IS A CRY FOR HELP DELIVERED VIA BAD LIFE CHOICE-O-GRAM, I THINK I FUCKED UP???? we have izzy tearing down ed’s attempts to build himself back up with a similarly short sentence about what izzy thinks it means that ed is in a silk gown, pining for his boyfriend. the way this show uses narrative echoes and parallels without relying on the simple 1:1 absolutely kills me.)

#our flag means death #ofmd spoilers #my ofmd meta #ohhhhh stede you make me so sad #these writers are just so damn good at ...people!!! and all our dumb weird habits!#it's so fucking rewarding to watch this i really should just give in and do those damned recaps

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eshithepetty · 2 years

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I know the big consensus among people, especially anime-only fans (understandably, without the context of the last arc) is that Mob's greatest strength, the thing that actually brings about good change, is his kindness, and while that's certainly not wrong... I think. The reality of his powers is really important to me in regards to this theme as well?

I mean. Yeah. Without kindness, Mob could have achieved none of what he has. But. Without his powers... he couldn't have saved so many people either? I mean, it doesn't matter how good he is at talking. If he wasn't as powerful, if his enemies could crush him in one swoop, if he didn't have the privilege of being able enough to stand against them, he wouldn't have been able to offer all his kindness in the first place. In fact, he, and many others, would have probably been dead. And I think.... that's just a very important aspect of it, to me.

My whole life, I've felt I've got off too easy. I notice the ways I am being treated with more patience than others, I realize how so many people have got it way worse than me. From particular childhood traumas to my academic enviornment to my social standing politically, I've only become more and more aware of these advantages with time, and the way i've chosen to grow alongside them haven't.... always been productive.

Which is why... I think. The ending of the mogami arc, when Mob comes to that same realization, of how infinitely worse his life could have been, how good he has it in the real world, really strikes me. Because instead of being wrought with self loathing, or aiming to punish himself to 'level the field' so to say, as I have a habit of admittedly doing, instead he... just becomes. Grateful. He takes good things away from it, he gains courage, and determination, and the strength to do something with all he's been given. Because well, he shouldn't take it for granted, right? Hating the world, hating himself, for being placed on a higher shelf, does nothing but bring more negativity, when he could be using that position to lift others up instead.

And that brings me to the ending, and ???%. All this time, he has rejected the notion that his psychic powers make him special, or any different. He distances himself from that side of himself, refuses to give it any importance. It either brings pain, or is just an asset, when what he actually is is his hard work and compassion that he's gained all by himself. But he can't divorce the natural circumstances of his life from his person, and neither can we. It's a part of us, what has shaped us, and what influences others' views of us, just as everything we've conciously chosen to do has. And in the end, rejecting that was just a means to escape. From guilt, from responsibility, from viewing himself as a whole person capable of bad and good. In the end, he wanted to escape himself, and become someone special, just as the rest of the characters. But Mob Psycho 100 posits, that the path to bettering yourself is this complete self acceptance. No matter what separates you from the population, no matter how undeserving you feel of the good things in your life, no matter how many people you have hurt, rejecting those parts of yourself, even in all the best intentions, of just trying to be better, only hurts you and others in the long run.

So... that's really it, the best thing you can do - not hiding from your shame. Or trying to throw away what you feel separates you. But accepting yourself in your whole being, as it's only through accounting for all the pieces making you up that you can express yourself to the fullest. Growth, after all, comes not from stifling yourself, but allowing yourself the space for it, after all. So to all of you reading as well - here's to hoping, we all can accept ourselves, too <3

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #euehehgdh kinda reluctant to post this as its kinda just. very personal musings but i think its a very core part of the series so.#just wanted to ramble about it n all ;^^ i hope it makes sense #shigeo kageyama #meta #character analysis #narrative analysis #ramble #mp100 manga spoilers #themes #my own post #the theme of power is just as important in the narrative as kindness #mp100 just kinda goes about it in a different way? idk #either way I find it really interesting

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angievores · 2 years

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PETE and TRAUMA(a little bit about pete mentality)

here seeing this reaction of pete many people are assuming that he likes violence and is dark and twisted like Vegas. But there is more to it. Both Vegas and pete uses smiles as facade but Vegas hides his weakness, slyness and pain while pete hides his trauma(I'll get to it later). Now why pete didn't even flinched because

1)he has either seen Or suffered something more horrible than this. Either this scene was very familiar to him or nothing as compared to what he has gone through.

2)he is mentally very strong because of something happened in his past

3)he is intrigued and this reaction is related to masochism as many people are saying ( I don't have in depth idea of bdsm so I'll talk more about his probable emotional relationship with Vegas)

There's a dialogue as "Dont scare someone to the point that he would even forget how to be scared anymore" seems to describe pete's mentality. He seems to me a very broken character who hides his pain behind his smile.At the same time a mentally very strong person who decided to pick up his pieces and survive.

Now let's talk about how probably he came into this line of work. According to kim bodyguards are either specifically qualified (ex soldier or mercenary) or raised by korn. But pete doesn't seem to be very qualified (his vibe is different from big, ken, arm, pol and match more second family bodyguards). And he isn't raised by korn.In fact it seems he has a pretty normal childhood away from any mafia background with a clear sense of right or wrong like in black and white, where he played with his friends (as indicate in his dialogue of fighting with friends to play superhero after watching movies). For a moment let's talk about his expression in this scene

he seems to reminiscing happiness he has while playing with his friends. Those were very normal days of his life and last time he was truly happy without any burdens

he seems to be mocking himself (that he fought to play hero, to strive for justice, rights and helping others ) for being so naive

this time he seems sad and reminiscing the incident that changed his world

here he shows resentment and anger towards this world which denied him justice or wronged him which forced him to come to this conclusion

I think he has been taken by korn in more or less in the same way as porsche. In fact either kinn Or most probably korn has saved him from some hell like situation or did a life saving favour on him. That's why he vows absolute loyalty to them. He was a very good person but when was wronged and denied justice, korn was the only person who helped him. Now paying him back seems the most right, even if it means doing others wrong. He seems to me one of the most trusted person and second in command after chan(in ep 7 he can order big to stop and is obviously above arm who has access to weapons and phone). He is still a good person and won't hurt anyone otherwise but doing anything in favor of main family is his priority. He takes work very seriously and cares about discipline and rules but otherwise is a clumsy person.

But when you look at his eyes and smile when porsche complains to him about the lifestyle there, it says this is not something of major concern for him because whatever the situation is,it is much more times better than what he was into and that there are other important things to be dealt with.

His smile express him like when people complain to him about bruises when he has stab wounds. (2nd pic) .He has dealt with harsh reality very early in youth. Also about the endearing smile he give to porsche mostly shows maybe porsche reminds him of his past self. (He has many different kinds of smiles that I can do a whole meta on them)

Now the question is what could be that incident or trauma? Did he witness his parents murder or something? Was he kidnapped by a serial killer before?I watched if the show gave us any hints about it. Here are the incindences when Pete is alerted

sudden intimacy (look at his hands trying to cover himself) , he suddenly found porsche very close to him. Porsche and his reaction is complete opposite.

Sudden touch by stranger (he didn't see it coming) and Vegas is very unfamiliar to him

sudden appearance (very close) ,sudden touch and condom(his soul left his body in the whole interaction here) ( he didn't expected anything of that sort happening) but he was comfortable with pretending to make out with pol which he himself initiated. Plus his and pol reaction to condom was very different. Pol even asked him why he screamed so loudly.

I don't know what was that bodyguards deal but he did made pete very uncomfortable (on a sidenote look at arm getting foodgasm , he must be saidraised by korn so never served unhealthy food)

Here too Vegas appears suddenly and stands closer and proposes to take him to his room and comes very close. pete isn't comfortable with Vegas coming into his personal space at all and touching him. He really wanted to break off here. His body language is very tensed.

also when kinn and Porsche caught him half naked in his room (but that was pretty normal reaction in fact most of the above ones too in some way)

I don't know what to make of these incidences. One thing is clear he has very strong sense of personal space and don't like anyone to come very close to him. He doesn't like any unfamiliar touches and gazes and the ones that aren't initiated by him

Maybe he is scared of Vegas but he was pretty comfortable in doing missions with him in ep 7. Even questioned him about his plan about torturing casino guy, was alone with him while escorting drug dealer to don and pretty comfortable. In ep 5 when he comes for Porsche that time too he didn't showed any discomfort

Maybe because Vegas caught him spying so nervous laugh then what about main family dining table scene

Some people say he is affected by Vegas sex appeal (maybe true or maybe not)

All these scenes have one thing in common ,unfamiliar physical touches and gazes.Is his trauma related to physical touch or torcher? I don't know.This must be an overanalysation

I take it as he is just sexually closed off. And he doesn't like any sort of unwanted physical intimacy or sudden touches especially from Vegas who comes off very quietly and pries into his personal space very much even when they have no significant interactions. When Vegas captures him I think he would prefer to be tortured to death than any, even little bit sexual touch from him or maybe he'll surprise us by another side.

Maybe all of it just means he hides an another actual side of him and doesn't want anyone to know but Vegas keeps on coming quietly and catch him off guard so he always fails in front of him and gives off fake smile. Vegas will uncover something that no one has idea of, not even audience and that seems something painful to me.

But he does have a very sad, heart wrenching backstory. His eyes says it all.The show will tell us later . Something that will make Vegas feel that his problems are not all, even pete has same darkness but still carries light with him, and is still able to keep his original self alive.

I also wanna talk little bit about his reaction when drug dealer was in jail and he refused to help. Pete seemed somewhat angry there. I think it was just him taking work seriously. Or does he have something against drug dealers. I don't know but he does have no sense of right or wrong when it comes to deal with main family business.we still have more to uncover from this character. But I still believe outside of work he is good.

It got so long , I have to study but I can't get them out of my head. Please suggest if you have another opinions.

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #vegaspete #pete kinnporsche #kinnporsche meta

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dollettelqver · 6 months

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billy loomis x fem! reader headcanons ♡

fluff & slight angst ♡

♡ billy’s never been a big fan of pda. being more on the emotionally unavailable and unable to manage his feelings side of things, he definitely prefers to keep the ‘lovey-dovey’ stuff private.

♡ he would not give up his plan on partnering with stu, killing people, and most importantly; killing sydney, at any costs. this man has had this mapped out and planned for longer than you can imagine. if you don’t like it, you’re gonna have to get used to it or suck it up, because he’s not going to change his murderous ways for you. this being said, he’s never going to hurt you. And if he does, just for you, he knows he would regret it.

♡ he’s definitely the jealous type, but he doesn’t immediately speak out about it. he waits until he can get that person alone and probably tells them that he’ll gut them like a fish if they don’t quit talking to you.

♡ when it comes to his past or trauma, it’s most definitely a vulnerable subject for him. and billy doesn’t like being vulnerable, not at all. But when things get really bad, or after he commits another killing, he’ll climb your window and he’ll cry into your arms until you conceal him. he’d never make a routine of this, though. it’s a rare thing for him. and after it, he’s back to his shenanigans.

♡ being a psychopath, he’s most definitely day dreamed about different ways he could gut you or kill you or overall tear you to pieces. but he doesn’t necessarily mean to think about it. it just naturally comes to him. he’ll immediately start feeling guilty, because he knows he’ll never hurt you. he’d never actually go through with it. he wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

(these are all that i came up with. i’m working on some fanfics for billy n some other characters but they aren’t finished yet, i hope u enjoy and i’ll be writing some more headcanons soon :3)

#scream #scream franchise #billy loomis #ghostface #scream 1996 #headcanon

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sery-chan-13 · 1 year

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If They Hurt You on Accident Pt. 2

Chota

• He'd feel so bad

• Doesn't care that it was an accident, He'd probably apologize for months to come

•Like you have forgotten about it, but he has not

• It was probably something really stupid like him getting scared by you, dropping glass, and in trying to help you, your hand got cut.

"Hi sweetheart," you greeted your boyfriend while he was doing the dishes.

He jumped and dropped the glass he was holding. It shattered on impact, glass shards spilling everywhere on the floor.

"(N/N), are you alright? Im so sorry," he said quickly, kneeling besides you. "Yes, im alright. Its ok Chota," you said with a smile, giving him a quick kiss. You were picking up the bigger pieces of glass. He tried to help, but one of the pieces he held went against your skin. A line of blood trickled at first. Then more and more blood came. "Ugh. My hand itche-... Chota babe, could you get me the broom... and the first aid kit?" You said, finally noticing the rather large cut on your hand.

He freaked out, running to get both things. He set the first aid kit on the counter, and helped you over. He began sweeping all of the glass as you cleaned and dressed your cut.

"I'm so sorry (N/N)... this is all my fault," he muttered as you two lay on the couch. His arms wrapped around you, intertwining his fingers with yours. He brought your wrapped hand up to his lips and gave it a kiss.

"Chota it really isn't your fault. Plus, it could have been worse. I could have gotten glass in my eye," you mentioned, turning to face him. You smiled and kissed his lips. "How can I make it up to you?" He whispered. "Kiss me and I'll consider us even."

Karube

•Dumbass wasn't looking, and went to put his cigarette out, accidentally pushed it onto your arm

• He feels so bad

• Literally gave him a small amount of trauma, will not put cigarettes out without double and triple checking that your arm is not in the vicinity

"Karu~ When can we go home?" You whined, stretching your arm out. "Whenever that man leaves," he responded. You played with his hand, comparing how big his was to yours.

When the man finally left, Karube began cleaning up, lighting a cigarette. You helped wipe down tables as he organized all the alcohol at the bar.

You were done, so you sat down, arm stretched out once more. Except you didn't notice it was right next to an ash tray.

"Alright I'm done here," he said, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and putting it out on what he thought was the ash tray.

You yelped in pain, pulling your arm back.

"Karube Daikichi, what the hell was that for!" You yelled, rubbing your arm. "(Y/N), I'm so sorry are you alright?" He said panicked, grabbing your arm.

"Karu~ That hurt," you whined, as he inspected your arm. It was only a mark, it would heal easily seeing as it wasn't left on long.

"Didn't know you were such a sadist," you teased. He kissed up your arm, gently rubbing where he had burned you. His warm hands felt nice against your cold skin.

"I'm so sorry baby," he muttered against your injury. "Its ok! Really, I mean it was an accident," you said, smiling. You grabbed his hand in your own. "Now take me home, I'm tireddd," you complained with a laugh. He laughed, sliding over the counter. "Of course princess."

Banda

• Mother fucker doesn't even notice he hurt you

• Sits there and smiles while helping you clean up.

• Sadist but for real

• you probably were walking past him, and he just so happened to have a scalpel in his hand.

Oh how your boyfriend loved being in the borderlands. He was always planning something. A master manipulator in the games

"Oi, Banda, do we have to go to a game tonight?" You whined, being tired from the past game you had played. You had at least 17 days on your visa. Maybe even more, considering Banda forced you to go with him.

"Hmm... I guess we could take a break," he sighed. You walked past him, not noticing the scalpel in his hand.

It pushed against you, creating a fine line across your arm. Or at least that's what you thought it was.

What you didn't realize was how deep the scalpel had actually gone.

"Ne, (N/N), you're bleeding," he said, grabbing your arm. "Oh.. yeah! I passed by you... the scalpel. It's no more than a paper cut, promise," you said with a smile. He smiled back. Grabbing your arm, pressing his hand into your wound making you hiss in pain. "Does that feel like just a paper cut love?" He whispered into your ear. You shook your head.

"Ok ok Banda you win, help me," you said finally. He smiled brightly, sitting you down to clean up your wound.

"It will sting," he said, before pouring some alcohol directly onto the cut. You jumped, trying to pull your arm away from the source of pain. "Ah ah ah, stay still love," he tutted, a shadow going over his face. It was times like these you remembered his true nature.

"You're a fucking sadist," you hissed after he had bandaged you up. "Oh, but you love me for it. My sweet (Y/N), you enjoy it just as much as me."

"Mm... kiss me and consider us even."

"With pleasure."

Enji Matsushita [Jack of Hearts, in case you're wondering]

•Little emo looking ass mother fucker [i say as if I didn't have the biggest crush on him]

• Would laugh, because he thinks you were being dramatic until you tell him what actually happened

• Then he feels bad because oh no my loving Girlfriend who actually helps me do everything around here smh

• Then he goes to worry that you'll hate him forever

• Oh, but you're just so precious, he can't stand it, he just has to make you feel better

• Something that could actually potentially literally break your hand, like a fucking cell door getting slammed onto your hand

"Enji, do I have to?" You complained, watching your boyfriend tinker with something.

You had to help him test things for his game. And honestly, the fear you had of his little experiment going wrong was through the roof.

"Ah? (Y/N), it'll help me greatly... I promise you'll be safe," he whispered.

Today was testing out the closing of the cell doors. If someone could get out it was no fun.

You two walked over to the cells and you sighed. "You owe me big time Matsu," you muttered, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. He smiled softly. You were glad that in times like this, he was still soft and kind to you.

You stepped into the room, still having your hand on the door frame. Suddenly you heard creaking behind you and a slam.

After, you screamed in immense amounts of pain, doubling over. You heard your boyfriend laugh. Tears welled up in your eyes.

"I didn't know my princess didn't like being locked up by herself," he said, still giggling like a maniac.

"En-enji, open the door, my hand," you said, choking on your words, trying to distract yourself from the pain. "Your ha- shit!" He cursed.

You felt pressure relieve itself off your hand, and you yelped.

"(Y/N), oh I'm so sorry," he said putting his arms around you, helping you over to the medics station inside the penitentiary.

"You fucking asshole!" You screamed, tears rolling down your face, as you tried not to look at your hand. He lightly flinched at you tone. "I know, I know I'm so sorry," he whispered, inspecting your hand. Surprisingly, no broken bones from the feel of it. 'I'll have to make it stronger then... not that I want her to break her hand, but since it didn't. It need to be heavier and stronger.'

Even in a time of crisis, he was still focused on his game.

"Close it and open it for me," he instructed. You did, biting onto your lip from the pain. You could still move them, meaning that the worst was the bruising and the pain. He still bandaged it up tightly to help with the pain. And to stop you from living it too much

"I'm not testing out any of your shit anymore Matsu," you mumbled as you two walked back to where you were. He held your uninjured hand and nodded.

"Alright. What can I ever do to make you forgive me my sweet?" He said as he let you sit down on one of the chairs.

He got on his knees in front of you, making you blush. "Enji... it's alright, it was an accident I-"

"Accident or not... you're my darling girlfriend, I have to make it up to you, tell me what can I do?"

"So dramatic my love..."

"Only for you..."

Ahahahahahahaha

Also, the last 2 were requested by people, so if you're wondering why they are here, that is why. If they are ooc, my bad they had like 10 minutes of screen time and personality check. I've read the manga and it is about the same over there so... yeah

#alice in borderland #×reader #fluff #yay

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lokisprettygirl · 1 year

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I have Loki thoughts now. This is probably a very common opinion however:

Loki is a softy at heart. He doesn't necessarily want to hurt anyone, he doesn't want to be hated. He wants yearns to be loved, wanted and charished yet he won't believe it if someone actually wanted to cherish him, it would like seem as though it would be nothing but a joke to him. No way someone would like him.

His ego is a shield.

It's definitely My opinion. The whole reason I started to write him was because I just couldn't see him as the big bad villain Marvel had tried to make of him (I'm drunk so my English is going to be extra bad so don't mind)

If you see the first thor movie he's someone who's hungry for affection and approval, he never wanted to rule the world, he just wanted to have his own place in it, he just wanted to be loved and cherished the way Thor was but people around him always neglected him. My heart literally breaks in tiny pieces when I think about his life on Asgard (sure he was a prince blah blah but that doesn't mean his trauma wasn't valid)

Thor had his friends, he had the approval of his father while Loki just was all alone living on the scraps Frigga offered him once in a while and everyone taunted him as best as they could and for what? For playing harmless magical pranks?

If he really wanted to hurt people, if that's how he was wired he wouldn't have tried to sabotage the attack on Jotunheim.

With my stories I just desperately try to give him the affection he deserves because in canon he never really got that, if someone was to show him genuine affection and care he'd actually think of it as a prank or a joke and that's the saddest thing ever.

#asks #multifandom worlds #i just live loki so much and hes a pretty baby that just needed to be accepted

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luverofralts · 2 years

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Now I’m curious how your and potentialfate-sims reading of the characters differ, so 1, 2, 6, 7, 8, 10, 12, 16, 25, 31, 34, 38, and 50 for Nathan

Nathan knows how to sew because of Dorhack's strange compulsion to force people to sew for him. Ian was driven insane by it, and Abe has the ability to sew clothing, but will never use the skill. Nathan is probably very good at sewing, but has no real need for it in his life. Aside from that though, Nathan's not big on crafting.

Nathan wears deodorant and maybe some aftershave. He doesn't really care what he smells like to others and hates romantic partners that wear overwhelming scents.

6. Nathan doesn't trust anyone but himself. If he were injured, I could see him going to Jorah because he knows that Jorah is too nice for his own good and he's sympathetic to Lucy's family. He might also go to Nickolas since they were each other's shadows growing up. Nickolas is more focused on building his own life now, which pisses Nathan off, so they'd probably just end up fighting about Nathan's life choices.

7. Nathan has a lot of fears that people would think are unusual, but not to him. He has a lot of fears about demons and his own sanity, but his greatest fears are about finding someone he cares about. If he falls in love or has a friend, then that means he's vulnerable to someone hurting that person, and he's terrified of it. He would really like to date Cindra again, but he's afraid of hurting her in any way. Caring about people makes him feel weak.

8. Nathan collects demonic artifacts and creepy occult books and charms. He and Roman probably have a lot of the same items in their collections, though Nathan can't afford or find some of the things Roman has.

10. Nathan regrets breaking up with Cindra and trying to be her friend, since she’s been in his wants ever since they broke up. He regrets showing his hand to Roman before he knew how strong Roman had gotten. That’s pretty much it, since he loves trolling people and anything someone else would have regrets over, he chalks up as a learning experience to avoid in the future.

12. Nathan dresses pretty casual, sometimes leaning into the bad boy image he hopes he’s projecting. He’s fond of jackets, tight pants and sunglasses.

16. Nathan does not want children. He half expects to die before he’s thirty, and wants to live as much as he can before then. Unfortunately for him, he has three so far in my play through, none of which he knows about and one of which he won’t learn about for years.

25.Not really. Nathan never knows where he’ll end up at the end of the day. Sometimes it’s his dorm, sometimes it’s at a random hookup’s place and sometimes it’s in the middle of a cemetery. No two nights are the same and that’s how he likes it.

31. Nathan would choose to be able to cast out demons most of all, but he wouldn’t mind being invisible. Both because he enjoys gathering intel for his crazy schemes and because it would remind him of the days he and Nickolas hid in the walls and spied on people.

34.Not well. Like his sister, Nathan tends to shut down the emotional part of his brain to function. Late at night, sometimes he finds himself feeling emotions and has to drown them out with his usual vices. He doesn’t grieve for his dad; he just ignores that his dad exists. He grieves for his chance with CIndra, but then sleeps with random people to forget her. Lashing out with words and violence usually gives him something to think about other than his problems.

38. Horrifying mostly. Dreams are where he interacts with the piece of Dorhack embedded within him, and where he processes his trauma and fear. He dreams about Roman a lot because of Dorhack’s interest in him, and he’s partly so interested in testing Roman’s patience because of his frequent dreams. Sometimes he dreams about Theo and how powerful he will be, making him hostile to his nephew for what looks like no reason.

50.My favourite thing about Nathan is his attitude and ability to adapt to any situation. He doesn’t care what happens to him and trolls people purely for his own entertainment. I like when he actually forms an attachment to someone else, but then has to immediately try to sabotage the relationship to maintain his emotional distance. He’s a lot like his sister, but darker and more unhinged.

#sims 2 #arkhelios university #arkhelios #nathan chun #ask game

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strawberry-cowmilk · 2 years

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Mc gets slut shamed pt.1

So basically a scenario where Mc gets slut shamed by her close ones. The Mc here is female and I am once again writing late at night so apologies for the dogcrap quality. So not proofread.

This will only be for Lucifer, Mammon and Leviathan. I probably will do the rest some other time.

Link to part 2 with the other four brothers:

Content warnings: slut shaming, strong language, crying, verbal abuse, trauma

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Mc already started dreading the moment she’d leave as soon as Diavolo told her she’d get to spend a week up in the human world with her family, as the ones who are supposed to love her the most do not treat her right at all. Her mother, her father, her siblings were all the same. Conservative. Judgmental. Entitled. Straight up venomous. Mc tried to reason with Diavolo, tried to convince him to not let her go. But alas, her efforts were in vain. What did she expect? She didn’t even mention she feels unsafe in her family’s presence, she just told him she prefers the Devildom. The hardest part would not even be the fact she’d be cooped up with a bunch of asses again, no. Mc knows she will miss her demon boyfriend dearly.

It is currently day 5 of Mc’s stay in the human world. So far, she managed to avoid erupting a big overreaction from a family member by keeping her quiet most of the time. But this time would be way harder. ‘Let’s have a beach trip today!’ Mc’s mother suggested, to which everybody but Mc agreed to. Oh no, she could feel the hurtful words coming for her, she’d been burned too many times in the past.

There were many incidents when Mc’s family told her... things over the way she dresses, her choices, anything. That is why a beach trip is the worst. Beach trip means bathing suit. Beach trip means getting insulted. Even though she didn’t want to go, it wasn’t like she had a voice. She had just accepted her fate and went along with the plans. Mc decided to wear a light blue two piece swimsuit. Just a regular one, nothing special. She threw a long maxi-dress over it and headed to the beach.

What did Mc expect? Taking off her dress at the beach, as one in a bikini surrounded by assholes in full-coverage swimwear. She thought this time would be different, she is an adult after all and they are in public. Dead wrong. ‘Mc, I did not raise a slut. Go cover up, I’m embarrassed even looking at you.’ Stop. ‘Dang Mc, how many men did you open your loose legs for in the last hour? Gotta be at least five right?’ Please shut up. ‘I suggest we cut our trip short and take this bitch to the fucking ER to get an STD test.’ Can’t take anymore. ‘You whore! Quit ignoring me and listen!’ That was it. Mc grabbed her bag and ran back to the house they were staying in, crying. She hid in the bathroom and grabbed her D.D.D., not wasting a single second after having changed into the dress again. As fast as her trembling hands allowed her, she dialed Barbatos’ number and waited for him to pick up.

The butler’s voice sounded from the other line. ‘Mc, hello. How may I-’ Barbatos stopped speaking the second he heard sniffling coming from the phone. ‘Barbatos... please come pick me up early I can’t do this anymore please I beg of you.’ Mc stopped for a while to catch her breath. ‘Please, Barbatos, I’ll do anything. Even if you ask me to-’ a gentle hushing noise made Mc stop speaking. ‘Mc, it’s alright. I’ll come right now, okay?’ His voice was gentle as can be. That was when he hung up.

Not long afterwards, a portal opened up in the middle of the bathroom and Barbatos emerged from the opening. His serious expression quickly softened upon spotting the human crying on the floor. He crouched down reached his hand out and gently rubbed her shoulder. ‘Mc, dear, what happened? If you do not mind my asking.’ Mc tensed up a little upon the sudden contact, but quickly let her guard down. ‘I- I can’t, Barbatos. They’re coming, we have to leave.’ Her normally melodic voice was now being corrupted by cracks and sobs. Barbatos decided to obey Mc’s wish and leaped through the portal with her.

To the demon butler, Mc seems o have calmed down a bit upon having left the human world. But that didn’t mean her crying had ceased to carry on. ‘If I go back to the House of Lamentation right now, there will be a ruckus, right? I can’t right now.’ the human female expressed her concerns, voice still trembling. Barbatos flashed her a sympathetic smile. ‘I understand, allow me to accompany you the demon lord’s castle then. I shall call your significant other afterwards, does that help you?’ Mc nodded weakly while playing with the skirt of her dress.

Turns out, Barbatos had already sorted out the possibility of Mc returning early with Diavolo, and therefore there was a guest room available and therefore he could come pick Mc up at any time. The butler noticed the anxiety in Mc’s eyes after having asked Diavolo to cancel the trip and spoke about his concerns to his master in advance. ‘Good afternoon. Something has happened in the human world, Mc is at the demon lord’s castle right now and appears to be upset. Would you come over to comfort her?’ Barbatos spoke on the phone but Mc barely paid any attention to his words. In her mind, she was reliving the memories of the abuse she had faced.

Not long after Barbatos finished the phone call, the one who came to the castle was:

Lucifer

The eldest brother dropped every single unsigned piece of paperwork on his desk the second he got the call from Barbatos. He arrived at the castle in 10 minutes after the call. ‘Where is Mc?’ He asked and Barbatos gave him the directions. Lucifer could already hear her crying from outside the door. He knocked a couple of times before gently opening the door. Mc looked up to him with bloodshot eyes and it broke Lucifer’s heart. He sat down on the sofa in the room and gestured for the human to come sit next to him. The first born expected Mc to get up and nestle herself in his arms quickly, but instead, she didn’t seem to be able to move from het position on the floor. This was the moment Lucifer knew that whatever had happened, deeply affected his lover. ‘Mc, come here. You can do it.’ The black-haired demon still attempted to get her to move and this time he succeeded. After a good ten seconds, Mc, who was still in tears, got up and allowed herself to be embraced by Lucifer on the couch. ‘Shh, good girl.’ Lucifer praised her after he placed a tender kiss on the top of her head. In response, Mc squeezed her smaller frame closer against Lucifer’s. He didn’t like to admit it, but some sadistic part of himself enjoyed seeing Mc like this. Completely helpless, completely depending on him. It stroked his pride in a way. ‘Do you want to tell me what happened, dear?’ he asked, with his deep voice hushed. Mc felt comfortable enough around him to tell the eldest brother her whole story. The shaming she faced and what had happened today. Besides, she had calmed down a bit from earlier. As Mc was explaining everything, Lucifer had to fight against going into his demon form with every cell of his being. He was mad at those disgusting people for upsetting his precious human, but he didn’t want to scare Mc either. When she finished telling him everything, Lucifer decided it was his cue to speak. ‘Listen, besides the point that those shameful creatures’ arguments are completely invalid to begin with, I need you to know you are much stronger than the mere insults those vermin that call themselves family throw at you.’ He stopped for a while to gaze into Mc’s eyes lovingly while smoothing a thumb over her eyebrow. ‘I am so proud of you for having stayed strong for so long and for not having lost yourself in the process.’ He grabbed one of Mc’s hands and placed a kiss on top of it, as if they were of royal blood. ‘I love you deeply.’

The next day Lucifer arrives at your family’s doorstep in his demon form with his trusty whip in his hand. The news channel is going to have a blast tonight.

Mammon

‘Barbatos! Where’s my human?!’ Mammon yelled as he barged through the doors of the demon lord’s castle. Mammon was already ready to bear some ass up the second he finished the call with the butler and won’t hesitate to make whoever made Mc cry pay. Barbatos led him the way to Mc’s residence and Mammon didn’t waste a single second and barged into the room to tackle Mc into a hug. ‘Don’t go being sad now. The great Mammon is finally here!’ Mc actually stopped crying for a bit at the sudden surprise. Once the shock faded away, she carefully hugged the demon back, which Mammon saw as a green light to continue talking. ‘So, who is it I gotta go beat up?’ He asked. Mc laughed a little bit at his adamancy to fight somebody for her sake, but in a good way. It made her feel loved. Her gleeful expression was short lived though. Tears welled up in her eyes again as she explained what had happened. Mammon stared at her in shock the whole time and actually felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes as well. When Mc finished talking, Mammon pulled out a small box from his pocket. ‘Here... I got this for you when you left. You better be grateful, you know?’ he explained. Mc opened the box to reveal a beautiful, golden necklace inside. It warmed her heart to know Mammon, the embodiment of greed, saved up to buy her a nice gift. ‘Mammon, thank you. I love it.’ She said. ‘Yea, well look, would what those bastards call you wear something as pure as this. No! So, they lie, you see. I am always right about this sorta stuff.’ Mammon explained. ‘You you better not waste your tears on them, understood? Cause they’re not worth it at all.’ Mc hugged Mammon tighter in response. He was right.

The next day Mammon goes up to the human world and steals all Mc’s family’s money to pay for a nice dinner date and maybe matching rings. Who knows?

Leviathan

Levi gathered some snacks and that one anime merch pillow Mc really likes and made his was to the castle. Barbatos was waiting for him at the entrance and quickly led him to Mc. Levi was nervous, as he was not good at comforting people at all, but he decided to give it his best shot. ‘M-Mc, I’m coming in.’ The third born’s heart broke upon the sight of the only one who accepted him for him broken and crying on the floor. He panicked, but didn’t let it show for the human’s sake. ‘I- I brought Azuki-tan. Here, cuddle with her.’ He said was he gently placed the pillow in Mc’s arms. Honestly, Levi eventually became jealous of the pillow because Mc cuddled it so much and looked adorable looking so. He wished he was the pillow, but didn't have the guts to express his desire. Eventually, when Mc seemed calm enough, Levi tried asking what happened. ‘I’d like to know who hurt the Henry to my Lord of Shadows.’ So Mc explained everything, and Levi felt pain piece his heart. He didn’t care anymore. He took the Azuki-tan pillow from Mc’s arms and placed himself between her arms instead. ‘Why would they tell you that?’ He asked himself out loud, to which Mc replied saying she didn't know. It’s been like that her whole life. ‘That’s not fair!’ Levi raised his voice. ‘They only lie to you because they’re insecure and know you’re better than them! Like in the anime about the demon girl and her landlord who is also her fast food delivery guy.’ Mc smiled at het boyfriend. ‘So, don’t be sad. You are enough.’ Levi said, blushing the whole time. He wanted to show Mc he can be as dependable as anyone else. ‘Thank you, Levi.’ Mc said. Then the two enjoyed the snacks in each other’s company.

The next day Mc’s family’s house floods. Nobody knows why up in the human world.

#om #obeyme #obey me shall we date #obey me #shall we date #lucifer #belphegor #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #angst #diavolo #barbatos #f!mc #tw verbal abuse #tw abuse

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sunflowershouto · 3 years

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silly reasons the bnha boys would cry - headcanon

𝐚/𝐧: here’s some lighthearted content cause of all the angst ive been posting + ive been neglecting bnha - leo

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff/crack

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀

✰ Even though fanon tends to over-exaggerate how much Deku cries, he really is a softie and it’s not too hard to get him choked up. ASCPA commercials always do the trick, but the biggest thing for Izuku is if you say something especially sweet, even if it’s casual. It doesn’t have to be any big declaration of love—one time you waited for him after class while he was talking to Aizawa, and he broke out into a huge smile when he saw you in the hallway.

“Aw, you waited.”

Of course I waited! I’ll always wait for you,” you reply, taking his hand.

His brain is making microwave noises and he gets all choked up all of a sudden, inside he’s like “Hwaahwhaahahhhh.!!”

You ask if he’s good and he’s just like. /Voice crack./ “Yep! I’m fine. This is fine.”

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈

✰ It is very very hard to make Shouto cry, and usually he’d have to be completely emotionally ruined to get to that point. But the one thing that can make him cry, aside from extreme trauma and emotional pain, is stupidity. Sometimes you like to troll him and pretend that you don’t understand a very simple, random concept that you’ve asked him about. After twenty minutes of him trying to explain the biology of seals, he’s about to give up.

“But if the seals get eaten by polar bears why don’t they stay underwater all the time?”

“There’s killer whales in the water, and they’d drown, Y/N.”

“Seals can’t drown. They’re fish!”

His soul vacates his body and he just stares up at the ceiling, tears of defeat streaming down his face.

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔

✰ Took me a while to think of anything bc I don’t see Katsuki crying at all over anything silly or minor. But then I realized that I think that a certain level of rage might come with tears. If you do that thing where you just copy his movements and what he says, and keep it up for hours, I think you could probably break him. “wHy aRe yOu cOpYInG mE?!” kinda shit.

“Y/N. It has been. Four. Fucking. Hours. If you don’t stop, I am going to kick the shit out of you.”

“Y/N. It hAs bEeN. FoUr. FuCkinG. hoUrs. if yOu doN’t sTOp-“

He wails the most raw, genuine sound of agony you’ve ever heard and covers his face with a pillow. He is literally vibrating with anger and as soon as he hides his face and screams into his pillow you know it’s bc he’s crying.

And yeah it’d be childish as fuck and he’d probably unironically kill you a little bit, but also? Pretty funny.

𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

✰ Would cry if he had a dream that you left him. You’d spent the weekend playing animal crossing together, building your little island and getting houses for all your villagers. It’s a peaceful way to end your week, and the two of you go to bed and cuddle as you fall asleep. Everything is great until you wake up in the middle of the night to Eijirou leaning over you like a little kid waking up his mom, he’s hella in your face.

“Eiji… What the hell, it’s like four AM,” you grumble, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. You’re a little annoyed until you realize he has tears in his eyes, and you go to comfort him. “Baby, what’s the matter?”

“You left me!” he whined, pulling you close and squeezing you like a teddy bear. “It was awful!”

“I did what?” It took you a second, but you pieced together that he must have had a bad dream and you rubbed his back gently. “Eiji, I’d never do that.”

“You left me… for Tom Nook!” he sobbed.

You have to muffle your laugh in his shoulder to keep from hurting his feelings.

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈

✰ I really think it’d be stupid easy to make Kaminari cry, not in like a mean way. I just think he’d be a kinda whiny BF, but in a very cute way? Gets all pouty if you beat him in a video game and will make sure to start the waterworks if it’ll get him free cuddles. But truly the most notable is that Kaminari will unironically cry laugh at his own jokes. (and honestly same) He truly believes that he is the funniest person on God’s green earth and if you won’t hype up his comedy career he will do it himself. Says the dumbest shit and then just starts fucking howling in laughter until he can’t breathe and he’s actually sobbing.

“AN IMPASTA!” Denki cries before flopping down on top of you on the sofa.

“You’ve told that joke a million times!” you whined, trying playfully to shove him off of you.

“An impasta! The fake noodle is the impasta!” His face is almost purple with how hard he’s laughing and you can see his eyes starting to water as he throws his head back like that one image set of that seagull. Literally fucking slaps his own knee while he cries.

#bnha imagines #bnha x reader #mha imagines #mha x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #todoroki x reader #bakugou imagine #katsuki bakugo imagine #shouto todoroki imagine #todoroki imagine #shouto todoroki x reader #deku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #denki kaminari x reader #denki kaminari imagine #eijirou kirishima x reader #eijirou kirishima imagine #bnha fluff

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