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1n-bl0om · 1 year

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more ethan x chad hcs

SCREAMVI SPOILERS

enjoy the hcs, tee hee

(sexual and suggestive stuff. more creepy things)

- ethan is possessive to the extreme. he plays nice but is such a possessive bf. he keeps an arm around chads waist if they are standing around, letting people know he’s taken.

- ethan has multiple polaroid photos of chad. most without his knowledge

- expanding on a hc from last time. ethan is a biter. he likes to bite chad and mark him up. he loves to leave bruises on his hips and little marks all over his body. it’s to the point that chad looks like he lost a fight

- even before getting together, they always slept on the same mattress. there was a mishap and the school didn’t have enough, so they made due. chad gets too hot and ethan is too cold. they end up waking up cuddling. chad is practically sweating and ethan is content

- ethan has been spotted stalking chad. mindy thinks it’s extremely weird and chad just goes “but he has separation anxiety, it’s okay.”

- ethan and mindy get along relatively well

- ethan loves film and the way you can perfectly capture human emotion. most of his storage space is photos of chad

- their first time together is rough. ethan surprised chad by taking charge. he got very dominate and rough with chad. he’d never been manhandled before, it gave him butterflies

- they share clothes a lot. the first time chad wears ethans clothes it’s by accident. they share the wash and chad just grabs whatever and keeps it moving. he goes to class wearing ethans sweater. then ethan sees him and he shuts down and feels so possessive. he finds himself wanting to see chad in his clothes more and more

- if chad sees anyone eyeing up ethan he straight up asks what their problem is and to leave them alone. ethan just does it through action, he’ll pull chad closer or kiss him

- chad is more skilled with fighting. he can land punches well and take someone on with brute force and thinking. ethan is more skilled with weapons

- ethan has a knife kink. he wants to take a blade and cut chad up. he wants to make him squirm and beg and bleed for him. he wants to carve his name into chad so whoever sees him knows that he belongs to ethan

- chad is such a sucker for ethans voice

- within the fist week of knowing each other, ethans thoughts went from violent to possessive. he wanted to keep chad for himself

- they are always touching each other in some way. holding hands or laying on each other. ethan always has to have his hands on chad

- ethan is sickly sweet with pet names. he calls chad “my beloved” and “my love”, etc etc. anything with “my” before it (thanks @stringischeese for this hc)

- even before they got together mindy thought they were together

- being with chad makes ethan softer, but not any less psychotic

- ethan rigged the raffle to get close to chad. he did it to inact the plan, and instead he fell in love and lust with his target

- before they got together, mindy made a joke asking how ethan was in bed. chad replied with how amazing he was. he’d never seen her so red. they aren’t sleeping together at all. chad just made the joke to fuck with mindy.

- ethan was behind him. mindy laughed so hard her stomach hurt. ethan was jaw dropped and chad was mortified but kept on joking to save face. and ethan couldn’t stop thinking about having his way with chad after that.

- ethan gets off using the photos he has of chad. he loves the ones where he looks the most vulnerable and had no clue that ethan was watching him

- ethan rarely likes people. his mood is sour until chad walks into the room, then his whole world lights up. he follows chad around like a lost puppy

- ethan is fairly sweet to chad. he never imagined himself tolerating someone enough to like them. but chad came around and ethan is obsessed with him. crazy in love

!! bonus !!

like i said before “tear you apart” by she wants revenge is so chadthan coded:

“Or maybe this is danger and he just don't know. You pray it all away but it continues to grow. I want to hold you close. Skin pressed against me tight. Lie still, and close your eyes girl. So lovely, it feels so right. I want to hold you close. Soft breasts, beating heart. As I whisper in your ear, I want to fucking tear you apart.”

i try to keeps hcs kinda close to canon or else they don’t make sense to me (personally). ethan is really creepy and a literal killer. he is definitely creepy and obsessive towards chad. he hates people. i think he can be sweet and caring, it just depends. but he’s always nicer to chad than anyone else.

#scream #scream vi #ethan landry #chad meeks martin #ethan landry x chad meeks martin #chethan #chadthan #chad/ethan #chad x ethan #screamvi #scream 6 #blooms ghosts

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honey-tongued-devil · 2 years

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Hi!! Could I ask for “Look at me. Breathe, there you go.” From the prompt list (I believe it’s number 8) with either Sevika or Silco? Bonus points if y/n is having a anxiety attack (as someone who suffers from them). I’d love to see that caring side!

↞“Look at me. Breathe, there you go.”↠

Freaking gold for my Silco brainrot. I’m sorry if it’s short and it’s not perfect, but even today I had an exam (but I wanted to adhere to one-prompt-a-day). This one is special, you can literally hear Silco in the last part... Because I added the audio! It is a paid cameo from @madmizchyf The requests are open, send me a prompt either at your choice or from one of the two lists, specifying with which character you want it!

↠Word count: 860 ↠No use of "y/n", gender neutral reader (no pronouns for the reader) ↠List: hurt/comfort (n.8"Look at me. Breathe, here you are." ) ↠Pairing: Silco x gn!reader (not explicitly Romantic, it’s okay for anyone who needs to hear the Kingpin console them) ↠Tw: Description of a Panic Attack

↠If you have any requests, ask the devil.↞

The lights are too strong.

You feel them as if they are piercing your skull, intense, with colors so saturated that pinch an indefinite point in your behind your nose, getting you a growing start of a terrifying sense of nausea. It’s inside your head, it makes your brain itch until it hurts just to keep your eyes open.

And the music is no less, it fills that place making it even more asphyxiating: you feel it in your intestines, it goes back to tightening your stomach in a vise, fondling your diaphragm making it tremble to the rhythm of the bass, and enveloping possessive lungs.

You can’t breathe at all.

There is not a glimmer of air in that prison of flesh and excess, not a single inch of space between the crowd dancing drunk, screaming, letting the unnatural lights illuminate their faces deformed by adrenaline and only-god-knows-what substance.

The room around you starts to spin, your fingers tremble, and you find yourself sinking fingernails and fingertips into your own flesh in order to maintain control, remain conscious, aware that hell will not spare you if you fall to the ground.

You sweat.

You lift your eyes to the ceiling in desperate search of the familiar handrail while with such a slowness that makes you go crazy a drop of sweat runs an invisible path from the forehead to the tip of the nose.

You are struggling, you are struggling like an animal that clings to life to keep control, and as soon as the slightest space between people’s bodies on the dancing opens up you shoot, pushing people away without looking back.

You don’t have time, you’re suffocating, you’re dying. Cross the space that separates you from the office of the Eye of Zaun with the impetuosity and despair of a man who after spending forty days in the desert sees an oasis for the first time.

You don’t knock, don’t have enough strength to do it, just open the door wide and close it behind you quickly, trying to push away the noises, the light, the smell of alcohol, the screams, the smoke, the intermittent darkness, the bodies that crush against each other.

Your body is heavy and you can’t resist gravity anymore, falling to the ground: knees clenched to the chest, the door behind your back as the only support, shield against the world that rages mercilessly out there, voracious, ravenous.

The only thing you are trying to find with your gaze is Silco, but tears make it difficult to focus on the elements of the room, and you perceive only a blurred silhouette approaching, accompanied by the ticking of the boots.

You try to raise your arms, no matter how pathetic that gesture may be, you need comfort, a safe place to take refuge, and that man’s chest tastes like safety, like home.

But your arms don’t respond.

You just want to cry louder, open your mouth wide and scream, but the air is thin and your body remains motionless, silent in letting tears run through your cheeks.

As long as man’s thumbs do not gather them in a delicate caress, a light contact like the morning breeze but strong like a hurricane. His is a delicate gesture, he lifts your face just enough to make you meet his two-tone eyes -a combination of sidereal ice and fire of the deepest meanders of hell.

"Look at me. Breathe, there you go."

He takes a deep breath, then a second, slow, until almost instinctively you begin to imitate him, filling the lungs with air all the way; only then he leaves your face sitting in turn with his back against the door; with one arm he wraps your shoulders as he places the other under his knees, picking you up to hold you in his arms, in an almost religious silence.

You breathe deeply, the smell of his cologne is mixed with that of cigars in a mixture so familiar that you finally get back in control, first little by little, then all of a sudden.

And you start crying.

It is more a liberating cry than a desperate one, the arms of the man that seem to isolate you from the chaotic and evil world allow you to be fragile, to cry in that place where if you show weak hyenas and vultures are ready to pluck you to the bones.

And he staysquiet.

His fingers gently caress your head, moving behind your ears some tufts in a gesture affectionate and respectful: he is waiting for you to be completely vented, he is waiting that all the anger, fear, anxiety you carry inside you have found a way to manifest themselves, without forcing you to suppress emotions, and you cannot help but hold onto him even more.

"I know sometimes your mind is unquiet, but it’s okay, it will be okay. Nothing is either as good or as bad as it seems at the time. Breathe..."

Your heart tightens in a vise as his lips rest on one of your temples, letting them touch your skin in a caress when they open to talk.

"breathe."

#arcane x reader #silco #silco arcane #arcane silco #silco x you #silco x reader #arcane x gender neutral reader #silco x gender neutral reader #silco x female reader #silco x male reader #arcane prompt #arcane writing #arcane x female reader #arcane x male reader #arcane

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yanyanderes · 2 years

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guess what!

I made a Yandere rottmnt playlists, it's like a Donnie/ Mikey team up >:) at least that's what i'm going for. I wanted to try and include songs that I don't usually see in other yandere playlists. I like to think that the bouncy sporadic songs are Mikey's emotions and mental state, while the more robotic ones are Donnie's ones, but that doesn't mean they can't be mashed together. Especially when it gets intense, It's still being worked on btw.

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4SIsEk3ZUViUDg4AWsRI43

I will admit though that there are some versions of the songs that didn't exist on Spotify or didn't exist at all that are on youtube (and all of them are vocaloid songs, go figure), linked below.

I used to listen to this one on repeat when it came out, it's a BOP!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TPUsuJfxJs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKAwm92AyF8

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vd-iHw-ytNc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XdSQ2VR6O44&t=44s

Also here are some song recommendations just because i like them c:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yY8Ul2sDXZ4

Yandere 2012 Donnie? maybe

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SIvNh9jLhbI

I personally think this one fits 2012 Raph

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vLJeoQS1GfM

Imagen singing this with Mikey

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=abm8eeeHuIk

aight i KNOW I CAN’T MAKE A COMMENT ON EVERY SONG-

well, i mean, i c o u l d , but i might make another post that’s too long, so i’ll comment on songs that caught my eye-

scary world (for rottmnt donnie and mikey): really gives me the vibes that they’re trying to convince (y/n) that the world is way too scary and dangerous for them. i can imagine it for both of them, but this one sounds more like a donnie song to me. mostly because mikey’s concerned with (y/n) actually being harmed by big, scary things while donnie kinda exaggerates things and makes them sound a lot more intimidating so (y/n) is more likely to come running to them for support.

dumb dumb x everybody likes you (for rottmnt donnie and mikey): mostly about jealousy. i think the “everyone is dumb” part fits with donnie most, and the “everybody likes you” part fits with mikey most. donnie sees the people (y/n) surrounds themself with and wonders why they chose them over him. he’s the awesome robot genius! they’re all just a bunch of idiots! and for mikey, at first, he doesn’t mind (y/n) having friends and is actually super happy for them! but then the crazy starts settling in and instead of “wow! i’m so glad they have so many friends” it goes to “why won’t everyone just leave them alone??”

notice me senpai (for rottmnt donnie and mikey): gonna be honest, i’m really biased because ihascupquake was my childhood and i would listen to this song on repeat all the time. even then, i think it’s a really good depiction of their obsession, and then when the girl snaps, i can see that being the point where donnie just straight up kidnaps (y/n), and then the happy part at the end is mikey trying to help (y/n) ease into the new lifestyle of the lair.

unrequited love and he who sleeps beneath (for 2012 donnie): this sounds like a song that would describe donnie after april rejects him or something and then he falls for (y/n) and descends into madness. slowly, he gets more and more obsessive, only to learn that (y/n) is in a relationship with someone else. bonus points if the person she’s dating is casey, or even better, april. sorry this one didn’t go into as much detail as the others, the song really just speaks for itself

daywalker (for 2012 raph): another song that speaks for itself. really good representation for raph being all brutal and basically looking for an excuse to go out and hurt someone.

punk tactics (for 2012 mikey): i’m imagining mikey’s been real grumpy lately because he’s jealous of all the people (y/n)’s been talking to lately, but they don’t need to know that so (y/n) decides to cheer him up by hanging out with him, and they end up singing karaoke. while (y/n) is enjoying themself, they notice how mikey is singing the words like he really means them. damn, he must really like karaoke night, huh?

anyways, that’s all my rambles, sorry i can’t cover all the songs, but they’re all really good! gonna have to add some of them to my own playlist lol

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hamiltonforpowerpoint · 11 months

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Right now 911twt is having a talk about how Eddie would never be violent to Buck(fr) bc someone implied it and it got me fired up so here are some fanfic tropes that are loud and wrong

Maddie Buckleys A+ sistering

Like please read that back to yourself. The only time A+ should be used is in parenting. Maddie was just as much a victim to their parents as Buck. The fact y’all blame Maddie for so much is crazy especially bc a lot of it is explained as her being in a yk ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP. It’s giving Bianca and Nico treatment

“single dad” Buck through nasty ways

This isn’t about pre finale or Eddie goes missing in action. This is about people who specifically: made Maddie/Chim abusive, made Eddie neglectful(and Ana abusive), killed off Connor and Cameron. I get it, your a girl dad Buck to the max but out of all the ways you do it choosing this nasty ways are crazy. It also makes it seem like you don’t know Buck character me thinks

Extreme Lawsuit fanfics

This is my least popular bc at the end of the day it’s fanfic but never have I seen a fandom take an event and make it something so…wrong. It’s like Buck can do no wrong and the 118 are his personal demons to torture him. I’ve only touched one or two lawsuit fanfics that I liked bc it treated the other characters like human too and not just Buck

The racism

My fav subject I know. Tons of fanfic have microagressions and some are just pure racism. The way Chimney is treated, making Eddie super aggressive, The way Ana was treated (coming from some who likes bashing fanfics), and personally for me the top two worst offenders. Racist Ana and white savior buck. White savior Buck makes me foam at the mouth and not in a good way. There is a clear line between defending and supporting a friend against racism and being like “stop this my black friend and I won’t have you treat her like this 🥺let me tell you off😡” especially since ppl like Hen are so out spoken

The “Eddie’s always wrong and Buck is always right”

My least fav fanfic type that occurs in so much fanfic. Eddie is human but so is Buck. Why is it always Eddie making the mistake, having to deal with the 118 wrath, having to apologize. It’s worst when it’s a fault on both ends and Buck does a three word apology and Eddie likes “no I shouldn’t have done blah blah blah” Usually this boils to down Buck insecurity. This might come off wrong but at some point insecurity bc the problem more than the excuse. The best way I can explain this is Zelda and Gorgug relationship in Fantasy High. It’s kinda hard to explain but it really showed how effecting it can be to your partner if you keep making these decisions based on fears and insecurities. You may think your doing the right thing but when someone really loves you all you are doing is hurting them. Idk if that makes sense

Bonus/Add On

Hurt Eddie fanfics that are actually Buck centric

Like damn can Eddie get the spotlight for once /hj 💀

#911 fox #911onabc #911abc #eddie diaz #evan buckley #hen wilson #chimney han #bobby nash #118 firefam

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hum--hallelujah · 7 months

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all ears and all scars - Danger Days/America's Suitehearts, Dr. Benzedrine & Horseshoe Crab character/relationship study & hurt/comfort

There's only so much a silent sandpup like him can do. Understanding only goes so far. In the end, it seems the others always turn to him, as if he has any idea what he's doing. All he knows is that he wants to make life better for them. It's the same thing they all want for each other, isn't it?

Benze wants to make life better by making it safer, offering help where it's needed, making something out of what he's lost. Sandman wants to make life mean something, be it by love or smuggling. Donnie wants to make the harm he's done mean something. Crab just wants to make his friends know that their lives do mean something, already, without any of that.

When Sandman and Donnie go to the races sometimes Crab stays behind. If they're not taking the van, there’s no point. They can’t all ride on Sandman’s bike, anyway. Half the time Crab and Benze stay back, do inventory, bicker silently and make each other crazy trying to read or talk. The fact that Crab’s shit at reading and Benze is shit at signing makes things difficult. But they make it work.

Crab will admit it can be frustrating. Not just that Benze never seems to be able to learn sign, that’s just the way his brain works, or doesn’t work; but that the other see him as someone solid, a fallback. He’s not too much of everything the way Sandman is, or trapped inside himself like Donnie. Benzedrine’s brain is broken. Crab is arguably the most steady of them, but they think he knows what he’s doing. They think it’s on purpose, instead of accidentally stumbling into exactly what he needs to do. He’s fumbling through everything and they don’t even see it.

It’s never bothered him as much as it should that he can’t talk anymore. The wound itself hurt like hell when it happened and it took a long time to get used to it, but it doesn’t cause him grief anymore. He thinks, sitting on a rusty stool in the garage while Benze flips through a medical journal one of their sources had slipped into a shipment as a bonus, humming something under his breath about surgeries and biometrics and cybernetic replacements, that it bothers the others more than it does him.

And oh, Sandman is chill about it. They knew each other as kids, though Crab was never as close with him as Donnie was, but meeting up again as they are now, one of them more jaded and one with vocal cords severed, never seemed to faze him. Most sandpups grow up at least vaguely versed in sign, anyway. But Donnie will never forgive himself, and Benze spent a week after they met trying to avoid him before asking, suddenly, if he could examine the wound. Crab had sat patiently, curiously, while the strange little guy’s hands had probed and pressed at his throat. Benze had apologized, said he wished they’d met sooner. Crab thinks he still regrets that by the time they knew each other it was too late for him to do anything. But Crab doesn’t care.

He waves a hand in the air for way too long before Benze registers the movement. That's how he knows it's bad. When Benze looks over, there's something faintly glazed in his eyes, like the blue has been mixed up in a sandstorm. He's not exactly focused. There's a wildness in his gaze. Not many people clock it, but Benze is a whirlwind. They see the soft roundness of his face, the wide eyes, the complete and utter lack of understanding of how life works in the Zones, the way he struggles with words and language, and think he's an easy target, something fragile. They don't know the heart that beats behind those soft clothes and sunburnt skin.

Benze might be crazy. His brain is definitely broken. He doesn't think the way anyone else does. He doesn't talk straight — tenses change a the time, his words come out in the wrong order, similar sounding words mixed up, syllables misspoken. There's times he gets confused about people's names. His own name, sometimes, even. The things inside his head just don't work right.

"Are you okay?" Crab signs slowly, concentrating on making the movements clear. He's known sign for most of his life but only had to speak in it for two years. His habits are sloppy, hands slurred.

Benze blinks a few times, quickly. "Am I... okay?" He checks, face forming into a quick flash of a frown. Crab nods. "Oh," Benze says. "I'm... thinking but fine?"

Crab doesn't think that's how he meant that sentence to sound. He forms his response off his best guess. Maybe they're always trying to translate each other. "Thinking about what?" There's about a half dozen phrases the two of them can bounce back and forth. They've had some version of his conversation, either out of concern or curiosity, enough times that this, at least, is easy to translate.

Benze takes a pause to process the question. There's an untidy stack of papers in his hand, pages torn from books, dictionaries, zines, anywhere Benze could find them. He looks like if he thinks much harder he's going to drop them. Crab huffs with a smile and leaves his stool behind with a hop, reaches out and takes the sheets from his friend before they slip and cut his hands. Benze might think Sandman is the careless one of the bunch, but Benze hurts himself more often than any other.

"You," Benzedrine mutters faintly, glazed-over eyes squinting upwards at Crab. "The... if I could... you... I want just..." he purses his lips the way he does when he realizes his words are getting all tangled up. "Maybe it's not too late?" he says shrilly, high pitched and hesitant and determined all mixed up.

Crab shakes his head. He sets the papers all down and snags Benze's hands in his own. Benze freezes, any small movement stalling completely as he jerks his eyes down to the contact. He'll let Crab know if it's too much. It always startles him but it isn't usually bad. It always startles Crab how warm his hands are, too. He always expects Benze's hands to be cold to the touch, but they're warm and soft and uncalloused. He wonders idly if Benze would let them paint his nails.

He's not gonna use any words for this. He's too much at a loss for that. He doesn't see his condition as something that needs fixed. But he's stopped being offended by Benzedrine's fixation on it. He's a doctor. He thinks he's supposed to fix things. Crab thinks it might be the only way he knows how to show love. He never knows what to say and he has to let his hands speak for him anyway. Sign isn't the only way to do that. If it all goes wrong they'll figure it out as they go.

He draws one of Benze's hands up and lets it go. Benzedrine's eyes become suddenly clearer as his hand hovers just over the thick, raised scar across his throat. His breathing hitches and his eyes flick to Crab's. "I'm sorry," he whispers. Crab isn't sure if he means for overstepping or for the wound itself. Crab shakes his head again either way.

Benze carefully runs soft fingers over the scar. The feather-light touch almost makes Crab flinch, but instead he leans into it, pressing his neck into Benzedrine's hand. It's an incredibly vulnerable position to be in. A doctor should know that. By the careful steadiness of Benze standing in front of him, straw-colored hair illuminated by ugly solar-rigged fluorescent lights, Benzedrine does.

Crab wonders if Benze can feel the fast, fluttery way his heart is beating. He's out of his depth, so far at a loss. He's trying to do the right thing and terrified it's wrong.

"Your pulse is fast," says Benze. His familiar fingers move from the pinkish scar to Crab's pulse point, pressing gently under his jaw. "Are you okay?" He asks, turning Crab's question back on him.

Crab lifts his hands up between them. "If you are," he signs, so wholeheartedly his hands shake. This whole thing scares him. Benzedrine's insanity, the mess in his head that drove him to shoot up just to get away from it. The fact that they'll never really understand each other. The way he's always offering reassurances but sometimes wants some for himself. If he can make others okay then maybe he can reassure himself next.

Benze stares at his hovering hands for a moment, then grabs them again, like he doesn't want to let go. "But you're shaking," he observes, almost clinically. "Your pulse is racing. You're nervous," he says. "You asked me if I'm okay but you're anxious." He says all this calmly and confidently, as a doctor, but then glances up at Crab with a question asking in his eyes.

Crab hesitates, but nods. He feels out of his depth, and he can't swim. Like the way it feels when you're falling asleep and jerk awake with the feeling that you're falling, losing your balance. Maybe that's it. He hasn't been sleeping well. Nightmares he can't tell anyone else about because they'd only make the life they've built worse. So he nods. And doesn't offer an explanation. He isn't sure he has one.

"Why?"

Crab shrugs. He suctions his tongue to the roof of his mouth, like sealing his mouth shut makes any difference. He shifts his weight, almost swaying back and forth on his feet.

Benze hums a few low notes, the way he does sometimes. They never have any particular melody. But Benzedrine has a beautiful voice. "Can I help?" He asks, half sing-song.

"I wish," Crab signs bitterly, pulling one hand away to form the words and mouthing them silently at the same time.

With unusual clarity, Benze peers up at him, before questioning, "You wish what?"

"You could help," signs Crab. He doesn't quite care if Benze gets it or not. Whatever strange nervous, feedback loop energy is hanging in the air says enough already. "I'm just tired," he adds. The doctor will accept that explanation even if Crab's own mind will not. He has no real reason to be bothered. He wasn't bothered a minute ago. He's supposed to be worrying about Benze, not the other way about.

Benze catches the last word, used enough in the station to be familiar to him. Maybe if the others used sign more, it would help him learn it better? Or maybe his brain just won't accept it, maybe things will always be stilted like this. "Tired?" He hums thoughtfully. "Are you sleeping enough?" He asks, his hands moving back to either side of Crab's neck. Much longer and he's going to start going through the motions of a checkup, lights flashed in eyes and all.

Crab nods. He's always some form of tired. Aren't they all? Sleep doesn't change it. Benze should know that by now. "Not always well," he admits, because he is a mostly honest person, unless you play cards against him.

Benze, after the cautious confusion of working out the words, nods, like he expected that. Maybe he did. Far be it from Crab to know what goes on in that cracked head of his. Far be it from Crab to know much of anything, maybe. He’s been operating on instinct for so long that paying attention starts to feel weird. Benze continues humming, a light sound that’s half thought, half music. It’s tense, like most things about him, but soothing.

His thumbs run over the scar over Crab’s throat again and he tips his head in a parody of a knowing shrug. “Bilateral vocal cord paralysis can lead to increased fatigue,” he says. It’s less cold, doctorish and more flowing into that continued subconscious hum he carries on. “You might not even notice it. The effort of even breathing takes more work due to the lack of function… here,” he says, pressing slightly on parallel spots at Crab’s throat. It makes Crab’s breath stutter outside his control, and his eyes lock onto Benze’s.

Benze is staring fixedly at Crab’s face, brows folded slightly, watching for his reaction. It’s unsettling. Still, despite instinct welling up inside him, he trusts that though Benze might be crazy, he’s still his best friend. He would never hurt him.

He forms one hand into the single letter 'Y' and his face into a question. Benze watches it intently, adds the two together. “When the vocal cords are paralyzed they usually fall into a default position that’s too close together to allow for perfect normal breathing. The remaining throat muscles have to pick up the slack, which requires more effort than simply the medulla oblongata and pons’ rhythms.”

Crab doesn’t know what much of that means. He doesn’t know much of anything, as a matter of fact. But when Benze moves his hands away, he knows he misses the touch. It’s a strange version of the kind of comfort Crab usually offers. He’s not used to being on the other side of it.

“Did you know you snore?” Benze hums quietly. He’s shuffling through his stack of papers again while Crab stands unsure of himself in the same place, and looking back over his shoulder. Crab shrugs. Makes sense, he guesses. Benze nods. “That’s why.”

Crab looks over Benze’s shoulder at the papers. He can read some of it, tentatively, uneasily. It’s all the things Benzedrine was muttering about earlier, he thinks. It unsettles him, but at the same time, this is how Benze cares about people. By caring for them. Maybe they’re a little bit alike in that way. He sets his hand on Benzedrine’s shoulder and reaches, fumbles more like, for a pen he’d seen him writing with earlier.

You don’t have to fix me, he writes next to the heading of a lone page of a heartless medical advertisement. It’s wobbly and spelled by sound, so probably not right, but Benze gets it right away. He stares from Crab’s shitty handwriting on the page and then into his eyes. Crab doesn’t know what’s going on in there, but does he ever?

“I know,” he says eventually. “But I still wish-“

Crab signs, “Wish what?”

“That I could help.”

Crab nods. He leans against the work table, stares down at the mess there. He taps one of Benze’s books. It’s one of the ones he goes back to when he’s trying to explain his practices. It’s old and soft around the edges and was written by a real human. Benze says it was one of the only things he had on his person when he broke for the Zones. The humanity is written in the pages. “Read to me?” He signs slowly, not because it’s something he thinks will help Benze. It might. Maybe even probably will. But it’s something he thinks will help him. Maybe even probably.

Benze’s eyes go wide and startled for a moment when he gets the gist of what Crab is saying. Crab thinks he pieces it together more from the gesture to the book and the asking in his eyes than by the actual words he spells with his hands. That doesn’t bother him. And Benze, after a few moments’ hesitation, leaves his stack of scavenged papers to reach for the book.

“Okay,” he says, not quite a question but nearly there. “…Inside?”

Crab huffs, the lift in his chest just brushing the edge of his lips. He nods, loops an arm around Benzedrine’s shoulders when he turns toward the door to the rest of the station. He starts to pull away when Benze tenses up, but he shakes his head.

“It’s okay,” Benze assures him. “It’s fine. You’re good,” he says, far more casual, loose even, than he’s seemed all day. Maybe the switch has flicked somewhere in that cracked brain of his, and the light is getting in. He glances sideways at Crab and offers a smile. His smile is always a little off. Too wide, not wide enough, too flat, something wrong in his eyes. But it’s genuine. He never smiles unless he means it.

They wind up settling on the ancient, worn-through couch in the lounge, where there’s a faint breeze pushing through the fabric covering a broken window. Crab taps the cover of the book again, drops his head onto Benzedrine’s shoulder and tilts it to look at him expectantly. Benze stares right back, like he always does. The sandstorm’s out of his eyes and now it’s more like that breeze.

Benze starts to read quietly, stilted at first before setting into that natural humming tone. It’s just the introduction, the most human part of the book, the part that talks about promises to be kept, lives to be saved. Crab’s head rests comfortably on the soft slope of Benze’s shoulder and the warmth of him beside him is comfortable, safe. His breathing rasps a little, but the doctor is right here. He’s asleep before Benze gets to the second chapter.

#oh yeah btw in my headcanon the suitehearts live in an old fire station outpost thing #i mean like the zones are in california it’s highly populated irl there’s probably fire stations all over out there #so like they have the garage/bay to park their van/sandman’s bike/their supplies #and they’ve got a reasonably adapted living space directly attached to it #anyway. yeahg this…. them….#she writes!#ddas #danger days #america’s suitehearts #dr benzedrine #horse shoe crab #i’ll edit to add a title later once i uhhh figure one out dsjhkjghfjkg #and if i have to make any like. regular edits too. but i’m too tired rn lol

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A New Home Ch. 5

Various Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd Reader

Wc: 1.1k

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It's been a long day of battles, and you're ready to crash on that damn uncomfortable bench.

'Man, I should really get myself an apartment or something.'

Once you've situated yourself comfortably on said bench- as comfortable as a hardwood bench could be- you begin the think about tomorrow.

'Aloha's battle with Goggles is supposed to go down at some point, right? Wasn't Mask just finishing up one of his battles at the same time? Yeah that's right, he complained about how energetic Aloha was or something.'

You're stuck in your own thoughts, contemplating your choices. You already know exactly how Aloha's battle goes, but you still have much to learn from his skills! On the other hand, you're still disappointed that the manga didn't show off how skilled the S4 really was. Getting destroyed by Team Blue first shot and all. Besides skull of course, but that battle wasn't even shown, just the outcome! How annoying. But oh, that's going to be such a fun game to watch! You can't wait to watch Team Blue get wrecked!... Not to be mean or anything, but you've had enough of the overpowered main character moments.

You look up and realise that you probably looked crazy or at least a little weird when you spot somebody staring at you, big grin across your face.

'Alright, cool it. But that's gonna be so fun~ But back to the choice at hand, who's battle do I go watch?'

You'd really love to see Mask destroy his opponent, it's said that he didn't even have to swing his roller once, how impressive! But he said in his battle with Goggles that swinging down and crushing his opponents doesn't count, so does he do that? Does his team do all the inking? Ugh, so many questions.

'Wait a sec, I'm in the Splatoon manga. That means I can probably watch some off-the-record battles at some point! And they’re famous, so I bet some of their big battles are caught on video.’

…So now what? Who's battle is more likely to get filmed. Or rather, who's would you rather see up close? Mask is technically stronger than Aloha and Aloha's definently a more take a video and pictures of everything kinda guy, so maybe Mask?

'But they're both really good teams! Y'know what? I'll just try to catch both of their battles. Tomorrow'll be pretty eventful.'

It'll have to be planned out and executed right, but you're sure you can catch both battles, if you do this right!

You look down at the uncomfortable bench below you, sighing. It can't really be helped, another night sleeping on this bench won't hurt.

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You shield your eyes from the bright sun, it seems you were able to sleep in a bit today. Your weapon and bag are intact, so that's a bonus. You shrug your bag onto your shoulder and grab your weapon by the strap Sheldon gave you, and make your way over to Inkopolis Tower to see what time the big battles are at. There's a big screen on there stating what time Corocoro Cup battles are at, so you get to see that Aloha and Goggle's official battle starts at 10:44 am. As for the Cyan Team, it says 10:46 am. It shouldn't be too difficult to get from Mahi Mahi to Walleye Warehouse. A couple long super jumps and you'll go from one to the other in no time.

'Alright, I'll leave right after Pink Team's Disco Ball Dance, and I should catch the last little bit of Cyan Team's battle.'

You make your way over to Ammo Knights in the meantime, sitting down in the training area and taking the time to clean your weapon thoroughly.

It doesn't take long before a yellow-green inkling with a Gold Dynamo Roller walks in with the same intentions as you, so you turn your back to him.

'I really can't get a break, can I? These main characters are everywhere!' You take a look down at your precious weapon and inspect it, 'Well, I guess I'm bound to run into them if I act like them. I probably got this whole 'treating my weapon like my own child' thing from Rider anyways.'

Recalling how you began a manual like Army's, you're starting to see a pattern.

You finish putting your weapon together, doing a quick durability test and making sure the ink goes through smoothly. Once you've made sure it's running better than before, you look at the clock on the wall and note that it's 11:30. Time to get going. You make your way over to Mahi Mahi Resort, trying to find the best seats that are still close to an exit. You place your weapon down to take your manual out, closing your bag up and making sure it's ready to go as soon as you can leave. You watch the Pink Team get to Mahi Mahi and start sunbathing and hanging out a couple minutes early.

'That's right, Pink Team got there early and was waiting for the Blue Team.'

Aloha spots you in the barely-existent crowd, winking and waving at you. You pretend not to notice, checking the time on your phone. 11:41. You spot an inkling a couple seats over wave at him excitedly.

'Good, that checks out.'

Then you hear the cries of the Blue Team as Goggles drags them into the non-inkling-safe water.

Oh, and there goes Aloha, underestimating his opponents. Honestly, you probably would too if you were up against the Blue Team.

'Aloha really does talk like a party animal, huh? I can barely understand him sometimes.'

The match begins, Specs and Goggles are off to a bad start. Aloha points out that his team never fights and doesn't bother with practicing, which makes you slightly cringe 'cause how are you supposed to get any better without practice?

'You do you, dude. Goggles'll teach ya why you should practice.' You snicker, knowing the outcome of this battle. It's honestly pretty impressive that they manage to lose against Team Blue, they've definitely got some real skill behind that laid-back attitute. Aloha continues to amaze you will his aglitily and flexibility, there's no way you'll be able to get to his level without massive amounts of training.

And there it is, Pink team's Disco Ball Dance! Wow, they're all pretty agile! Better get some aiming-related training in if you ever plan on winning against these guys.

'Diver can break dance? Cool. And that's my cue to leave. Team Cyan, here I come!'

You quickly hoist your bag over your shoulder and grab your weapon, and make your way to Walleye Warehouse to catch the end of Team Cyan's battle.

Next Part

Apr.9.23

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Zadie, Zadie, Zadie I know you said Poison bonus chapter, but may I recommend something even better, Hype Boy bonus chapter just in time for the one and only Jake Sim's birthday.

The feminine urge to write a fic for Jake's birthday is just too much, like my heart says do it, but my brain says finish your Sunghoon fic it's already at 51k and so close to being done.

I'm out of plot ideas for the moment, which like I've sent so many, instead just enjoy some thoughts for the moment.

Once they start dating y/n is quick to realize when Jay gets mad, rather than possibly yell and all at her, he'd just invite Sunghoon to go workout, getting his anger out that way rather than possibly hurting anyone with his words.

Jay is the type that once him and y/n start dating, he won't let either of them go to bed angry, it would hurt his ego, but he'd put himself aside and apologize for the argument even if it wasn't his fault. He'd apologize and just confuse y/n, since she's be just be like 'but I started the argument' and Jay's just like 'well I'm sorry I let you start an argument'. They definitely talk through everything, and Jay takes each and every word y/n says to heart. The boys definitely send that one picture that says 'me and bitch don't argue she tells me shut up and I do' to their gc and are all 'that's u Jay'.

Once y/n and Jay are dating, Sunghoon would find a reason to be at Jay's penthouse every night, just because he wants the good food. Jay would cook all the good food while y/n bakes all the amazing treats, Sunghoon calls them his parents at least once, probably in the gc at some point asking Jay 'what's for dinner', and when Jay's like 'why', he's like 'ur my parents and I'm hungry'; this interaction gets him uninvited from Jay's penthouse for like a week, until y/n ask why Sunghoon hasn't been over to raid their freshly baked goods and Jay lets him back in, but limits his visits to once a week.

Jay said y/n can personalize her area, but she refrains from it, not wanting to possibly put something out Jay does not like. Jay however notices that she does not personalize her desk like he said she can, despite how much he hates it and it hurts him, he puts a few personalized items on his own desk, seeing those makes y/n feel more comfortable about personalizing her own desk. While he might hate the items he put on his desk, he enjoys seeing the joy in y/n's face as she personalizes her own desk.

Jay isn't one for personalizing anything, but once him and y/n are dating, he has a picture of her in one of his desk drawers and whenever he can't just look at her, say he's stressed or just missing her beautiful face, he just opens up the desk drawer and stares at the photo. The boys definitely catch him smiling into his desk drawer at some point, and then clown him about how down bad he is.

Jay officially goes to therapy and stops using his notes app as a therapist after he overhears y/n say guys that take care of their mental health are sexy.

urgh bestie when have you ever MISSED with these? i'm afraid NEVER. i literally cant post your other hcs because they're too similar to my ideas and would be HUGE spoilers but these are too cute not to and i just :( thank you so much for taking the time out of your day to send me these k love you sm

pls ive been thinking about writing a jake fic for WEEKS but life keeps getting in my way i hate it here sm 😭😭😭 might just edit and rewrite an old fic bc i cant not post on his birthday as his gf like come on 🫣

also: FIFTYONETHOUSAND WORDS THATS FUCKING CRAZY AND I SHALL RESPECT YOU FOR THAT FOREVER THATS MADDDD

And to add to the last part: he actually goes to therapy and his therapist suggested him the notes app part bc he knew jay wouldnt do physical journaling but needed to let out his thoughts 😭😭😭

#; mailbox 📬#; strictly business

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enochianribs · 2 years

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Heath’s Ultimate Horror Recs; A MASTERPOST.

We’ll start off with my letterboxd top four (in no true order)

1. The Thing (1982)

First of all, it is unanimously agreed that the only way this movie could have been improved would be if Kurt Russel had worn a crop top that said “baby slut”. This movie has everything and is one of the (if not the original) Imposter movies. It takes place in the arctic, and is a little bit creature, gore, and psychological horror. It’s smart and it's fun! Not too scary, but a good time for sure.

2. Cabin in the Woods (2011)

Please ignore that Joss Whedon made this as it is, unfortunately, INCREDIBLY fun. Like so much fucking fun. It’s a movie that completely deconstructs horror movie tropes, and I don’t mean that in a pretentious not-like-the-other-movies way. It literally deconstructs them, and has the most ridiculous half-twist at the end that really just ties it all together. If you like final girls, and every possible horror movie villain you could get your hands on, this is the movie for you. If you don’t already know the plot, go in blind.

3. Possession (1981)

NOBODY, NOBODY, NOBODYYYYYYYY. This movie personifies what it feels like to have a Mitski-induced breakdown. I believe it was banned for a time in much of Europe upon release for going too hard. It’s not really like “demon on the ceiling. gotta call the exorcist” and more like “go stupid go crazy”. Gets More and More as it goes on. Bonus points for Sam Neill, an underrated horror guy. Foreign Film. 10/10.

4. Jennifer’s Body (2009)

Literally ahead of its time. Girls kiss girls kiss boys kill boys kill girls. Yeah. I’m using the word- it’s camp TO ME. Again, not particularly scary (that’s what the next section is for) but it is very fun and also it is a romantic tragedy. I don’t know what else to say.

SUPER HONORABLE MENTIONS (that might be mentioned in later categories):

Nope (2022)

Candyman (1992)

Alien (1979)

Okay. Now the ones that really got me good (that are rec’able)

1. Hereditary

Did I like the plot of this movie? No. Did I like this movie? No. Did I leave the theater wanting to crawl out of my skin and throw said skin into the trash with the popcorn? Yes. Rancid vibes, and for that it gets #1. Personally, it hit all my marks for going NOPE. -1000/10. (Really though, I thought the plot was dumb but my god was this movie the literal definition of horrific.)

2. The Descent (2005)

I watched this movie at FAR too young of an age. I was like 8. My mom showed it to me because she thought it was cool. It made me scared of the dark for the next decade of my life. I’m a bit desensitized to horror at this point so I didn’t find it that scary upon rewatch. However, it’s my favorite combo of creature, proper build up, character-driven, and action-y. Also it’s a literal blood bath. :^)

3. 10 Cloverfield Lane (2016)

This movie is not a classic horror, but it did fill me with immense dread and shock and it has a left a lasting impression on me. You are a girl who gets in a car crash and wakes up in a bunker with John Badman (?) and another guy and he’s telling you the world has ended outside and that if you were to leave you’d immediately die. Except there’s no way to know if he’s telling the truth. I remember my body physically hurting from the stress after watching this for the first time.

4. It (2017)

I’m not above the clown movie. Listen, was it cosmically horrific? No! But it did have a bunch of good scares and it’s honestly one of my favorite ensemble cast movies to have ever been made. The sequel can die in a dumpster fire though. I still squirm in my seat for a few scenes even though I know Mr. Skarsgard is gonna pop out.

Conceptual Absolute Fuckin’ Bangers ( and/or amazing visuals)

1. A Quiet Place (2018)

I held my breath the entire movie, and so did the rest of the theater because it pulls you in so well. Bawled my eyes out. Amazing story, and it keeps your nerves frayed the entire time.

2. Candyman (1992)

My most favoritest slasher. Actually perhaps the only slasher I will recommend. Underhyped, a story less told and it just feels different in a nice way. It has everything, including the Looks.

3. Crimson Peak (2015)

High drama, and arguably the prettiest visuals I’ve ever seen. Definitely a vibe-based movie and not for everyone. Guillermo Del Toro at his prettiest. I would read the content warnings though, because the plot is also not for everyone.

4. Queen of the Damned (2002)

I’ll use the word again. Camp. This movie almost made me become a Vampire Person (notorious werewolf person). It’s ridiculous and bad but its also good and a vibe and everyone is very hot so what’s not to love.

5. Nope (2022)

MY BABY MY BAAAAAAAAAABY MY BAAABBY MY BABBBYYY MY BABY. Zero criticism, it’s just not on my top four horror list because I don’t think it’s a horror. I think its a sci-fi suspense action mystery masterpiece with horror as an undertone. Literally best movie of the decade.

6. Re-Animator (1985)

Cult classic. And a classic example of they made it so subtext gay that now its just text gay. Ridiculous. Body horror abound. 10/10.

7. Alien (1979)

Can you say anything bad about this movie? No. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen it, but it’s very good. And of course the Face Huggers and Chest Bursters can never get enough of their dues for being icons.

8. The Ritual (2017)

Please just trust me. If you like what Nope did with The Design, you might like this movie. Because ohhhh ohhhh The Design. The first two-thirds I quite enjoy, the last third loses me a bit but then I really like the last scene. But yeah. The Design. Also spooky and fun. And it’s on netflix! Nice!

Here for a fun time, not a smart or “good” time!

1. Pitch Black (2000)

Yes, I am recc’ing a movie that stars Vin Diesel. I like Riddick. Die mad about it. But I also like this movie a lot! It’s bad in a 2000s sci-fi kinda way. But it commits to what it does and I like the characters. Shoot me. Nice blend of horror and action.

2. Tremors (1990)

Heath Lore: for like four years in a row I made my friends watch this on my birthday. It’s so very dumb and also so very fun. And. Gay cowboys. Yeehaw. (There are two sequels made prior to like 2008, and I have also watched those. They are even more dumb.)

3. Poltergeist (1982)

My mom also showed me this movie when I was about 6 or so. Traumatized me for life. I was a little bit paranoid about EVERYTHING. I’m re-watching for the first time in a long time this year, but honestly this movie goes so hard and for what. To be rated PG? That’s how my mom convinced me to watch it.

4. Brain Damage (1988)

gonna be honest. went full monkey brain during this one. main character...sexy. this concludes my thought process. it’s very dumb and bad, and i would probably read the trigger warnings before you watch it.

5. The Evil Dead (franchise)

So much happening, I would argue none of it “good”. Fun time.

6. The People Under the Stairs (1991)

Spoiler alert: there are people under the stairs. A movie where I kept yelling WHAT?! W H A T?! Amazing. 10/10.

Modern Horror Gems (not Oscar Worthy)

1. The Conjuring (2013)

I really like this movie. It’s not perfect and it’s not innovative, but I think it was well made and I think the scares are good. Also Ed and Lorraine Warren (movie versions, not the real people) are relationship goals for real.

2. Shutter Island (2010)

There is definitely a lot happening in this movie. Psychological. Story driven. I did like it though.

3. Revenge (2017)

Action, thriller, horror. Woman stuck with a group of bad men in the middle of the desert. Woman seeks Revenge with a capital R. French film, very violent.

Final category: Movies that make you go Huh?!

1. Titane (2021)

Such a weird fucking movie. So fucking weird. So fucking weird. French film.

2. Eraserhead

I discovered my love for brown noise through this movie and fell asleep within thirty minutes. I liked it quite a bit though, I think, when I finished it the next day.

OK THAT’S ALL FOR NOW. THANK YOU FOR READING <3

#heath's horror rec list

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sunflwryu · 2 years

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man, i just thought of something...the plot for “yes” would’ve been juicier if you were a complete stranger yandere! sunghoon had his eyes on for quite some time, but you didn’t know him cuz you came to the competition for fun. damn, missed opportunity...

also, the rest of this post contains spoilers for what happens in it so go read that if you haven’t yet! also this includes mentions of anxiety but not that much since it was described a lot in the fic.

but anyway, here’s my thoughts/headcanons on what it would’ve been like. ig you can say it’s kinda like a director’s cut but not really...

you came with your fiancee or better yet, spouse??

the staff comes to take you from the audience as soon as hoon finishes his gold medal routine

you and your s/o think it’s like for some publicity stunt so you think nothing of it

so the staff makes you put on some skates and you’re like nonono i don’t wanna go out there cuz that’s too much, and the staff’s like, go ahead it’s gonna be fine and not too long anyway

oh yeah, if you have a wedding ring, maybe one of the staff subtly removes it??

then, hoon goes up to get you and bring you over to the center, holding you close as the surprise plays out like it does in the story

you think that hoon’s just holding you close since you’re not steady and to look good for the cameras, but it’s a little off to you

but hoon’s really enjoying holding you close cuz he’s touching his beloved for the first time??

maybe you think the surprise is from your s/o and you’re wondering how they did it (but you still hate the attention) so you’re not as uncomfortable; the show must be done after this, right? maybe you’ll say like “that’s so sweet”

you wait for hoon to skate you to the exit but his grip is tight and the lights change

hoon starts to proclaim his love and describe things about you that only your close ones would know, and you start to get increasingly scared on top of the anxiety, like you don’t know this man at all aside from the fact that he’s a famous skater

“they love to take walks in nature” or maybe even “our dog [your dog’s name] was what bonded us together” or smthg

bonus points if you just got the dog a week ago

when he kneels down with the ring and the engraved names, you will be horrified and really really scared of hoon, because why is he doing this? why do the staff look okay with this and that it’s all natural? wtf did he tell them?? how long ago was this planned that the ring was custommade and engraved??

hoon’s really threatening btw with the hand squeeze at the end, reminding you of the consequences directly in a low voice since he doesn’t have to come off as trustworthy to you about this

“you’ll be ruined if you don’t say yes” maybe as the chilling last line or smthg like that

oh, and your s/o?

a look of hurt, maybe even betrayal, thinking that you were cheating on them with hoon, cuz how would hoon know some of these things you two didn’t tell anyone yet, like the dog you got recently??

or on the other hand, fear, because they trust you not to cheat and the realization of the inevitable “yes” you will be forced to say

even juicier on the last bullet: your s/o starts to stand up for you, saying that they’re your s/o since they know you have anxiety and can’t stand up for yourself that well, giving you hope to get out of this situation

but hoon shuts that down immediately by painting them as a crazy delusional stalker of yours

who’ll believe your s/o over a well-liked celebrity?

he’ll use money to mess with the legal records so that if your s/o was your spouse, your marriage certificate would be nonexistent or smthg

he’ll bring you in his arms once again and you’re so uncomfortable, and he’ll comfort you about that supposed “stalker” of yours, turning off the microphone when he sees you’re about to protest

“don’t worry, love, they won’t be able to get you as long as i’m here” with a trademark smirk of victory

i mean it’s good as it is now cuz of the betrayal and all, i won’t change it since it’s already published, but oof...i can’t believe i didn’t think of that.

i hope you liked this, it was fun to make! i might do more in the future, so maybe you can send me some thoughts or concepts to make headcanons on. it can be of already existing stories too. i might do them as fics tho if i’m feeling really inspired and the idea’s really good tho so be warned.

make sure to read my rules tho first cuz they still apply. i’ll make an official post? on this once i think more about it and if i like it enough to do it more/put it on my main page cuz fics take quite some time to think of and write.

#park sunghoon : yes #alternate version #yandere enhypen #yandere enha #enha yandere #enhypen yandere #yandere kpop #park sunghoon #sunghoon #yandere sunghoon #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen imagines #enha imagines #enha headcanons #enhypen headcanons

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the-faceless-bride · 2 years

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😏HEHE😏I HAVE AN😏AMAZING IDEA FOR YOU👏🏽 Okay so how about a Poly lost boys with a Harley Joker s/o like how would the boys react to a s/o that's basically like Harley and Joker but all in one

Also I have another idea but I wanna discuss that with you in private cuz i like have it all down and I don't wanna get into but lemme tell its honestly like the most amazing idea I have ever had but anyways

How would the boys react and how would this go down but how about a bonus let's add star and Micheal what's everyone's reaction and how would all this go down and to be honest I wanna see max's reaction (even though I hate him but it's okay👏🏽) but anyways I wanna see how it goes down I mean we all know how Joker is and Harley but those 2 being combined ohh the boardwalk is screwed anyway that's all also make sure you rest before you even do this and take as much time as you need okay don't want you feeling overwhelmed or pressured you know♡

Lost boys Reactions

David

Thinks your dark side is interesting, seeing how your mind works in such a brilliant way and how it sees the world differently than others in this hell whole

Finds your colder and softer side relaxing despite the possibility of you going haywire and fucking everyone up if someone so much as looks at you funny

He thinks your fun and bubbly side is a good chance when it's needed, that his other two blonde morons have someone to have fun with when him and Dwayne are too tired to look after them

He likes when you sit up in his lap and he pets your head, he will bandage any scrapes you got from the boardwalk that day, and neither of you day anything. It's a nice quiet moment you share.

His nickname is Puddin' or blondie

Paul

GIVE HIM THAT WILD SIDE BABY!! he wants you running around and bouncing off the walls with him! He loves when you crack some out of pocket joke at something David says and you both break into hysterical laughter while Marko tries to keep it in

He doesn't fully click with your cold quite cunning side though, simply because he doesn't understand it, your views and thought are just too complex for this poor himbo to wrap his head around

He likes when you speak your mind though, he knows he can go to you for honesty but in a funny way. Not a harsh hitting way like the other boys would do it, you don't poke fun or belittle him

And yes that last statement carries over, you see the boys have been poking fun, at him for decades they always see it at harmless fun and it normally doesn't bother Paul, but sometimes when he is trying to understand something but he can't wrap his head around it the other boys pull the "oh your so stupid Paul, just let us do it" he knows they are just poking fun and wouldn't really say it to hurt him, but it still stings sometimes

His nickname is Paulie or Putz

Dwayne

Aww Husband material 100% he helps you with a lot, he helps you calm down when you get too excited and feel like jumping around, and he helps you work through any of those dark thoughts that pass through your head

He likes to snuggle with you, you sit between his legs when you all get up first thing, and does your hair in any crazy or cutesie style you want that day and take his time carefully taking it out when you all plan on going to sleep

He will often be the one to calm you down when you go on one of your heated rants, kissing your forehead and rubs your shoulders telling you hell help you slit the throat of who upset you that night

He also helps apply your hair dye! The streaks of color in your hair, greens, blues, reds, or blacks he's happy when you're happy baby

His nickname is handsome, batzy

Marko

While Dwayne tries to calm you, Marko adds fuel to your fire... He wants to see the scarier side of you, it kinda turns him on... Look that's just who his is ok I don't make the rules

He also likes how you stick up for him the boys when people call them Slurs because of their sexuality, he will point it out to you. "Y/N! THAT GUY IS LAUGHING AT ME!"

He will also do the same for you, anytime anywhere and if anyone calls you crazy, or the most popular one "psycho little bitch" he will kill someone

Marko's nickname is Angel face or cherub

!!Bonus Time!!

Star

Star is... Kinda scared of you, she sees you as a ticking time bomb that's gonna explode at the slightest inconvenience to you. She thinks you're worse than the boys and can do a lot of damage without reprimands

Your bubbly side is the side she likes best, well for the most part. When you get too crazy or too excited and you feel like doing something crazy she will attempt to talk you down but the moment you insist she will kinda run off...

Your cold side scares her the most. The way you think and talk scares her... She has seen you snap at the boys before and get away with it alive and that alone scares her, she doesn't really care that after you snap it takes a minute or two to apologize to the boy you snapped at because when you've reached a point you always do it again

Stars nickname is Twinkles or scaredy-cat

Michael

Michael is worried for you, he knows he isn't the smartest guy in the world but he is sure the way you work isn't healthy not only for you but the people around you.

You cling to the boy and smother them in affection and cold to everyone else around you, but sometimes that flips and you become more social with other and barely acknowledge the boys existence

Michael talks with you and tries to understand you because I fully believe he has a very serious hero complex and feels like he needs to help everyone he deems a poor soul that needs saving.

Michaels nickname is Mikey or pretty boy

Max

Max is done. Left the chat, ready to walk into the sun. He already has two terror twins he has to deal with and now with you, he is gonna lose his mind, especially once you become a vampire and start killing people

He is kinda judgy about your relationship with his 'sons' and if this means you're gonna be around more he doesn't want you to scare Lucy...

He will tolerate you, but you are not allowed in his store, and if you make friends with his dog he is going to be very upset about it...

Max's nickname is Maxie

#slasher imagine #slashers x reader #slasher headcanons #slasher x reader #slasher imagines #lost boys imagine #lost boys x reader #poly lost boys x reader #the lost boys imagines #the lost boys marko

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no pls I wanna kiss YOUR brain, turnng it into a series would be absolutely amazing!!! and fr, you will do so well I just know it!!!

yes pls oh lord, I didn't think of that but now that you said it, haechan introducing jaemin to oc will indeed cause us so much pain.

imagine being unknowingly the reason why your partner finds somebody that treats them better and will probably leave you for them

the way you framed this sentence already has me biting my fist 😭😭😭

fr I envisioned jaemin as literally perfect (I mean ik we all have flaws but c'mon it's jaemin we're talking about). and fr, as a sunflower I really need to write him a formal apology for always painting him as the bad guy 😩🥹

oh I really didn't add any deets about hyucks ex jsjsjs but in my dream she was literally the kindest person ever. like she's actually, genuinely nice and like you said, that puts oc in like a very weird spot bc she can see why hyuck fell for her and all that, but a part of her (,which is human, I'm sorry is like so fucking envious). but then she can't even wish anything bad for her bc hyucks ex is actually nice 😭😭 I also pictured a scene where oc is crying and venting to jaem ab hyucks ex and she goes, "I wanna hate her, I really do, but doing that only makes me hate myself more" or something like that idk I'm bad w words.

also, I don't want haechan to be a bad person in this fic as well ( I mean I do but not with the others) I was hoping for like him being portrayed as actually a very nice guy, like YK even when he was dating his ex, he was the best boyf ever but then when it comes to oc, it just isnt the same idk. he tries (or maybe he doesn't) but like it doesn't work.

and jaem and oc being compatible is pls 🤞🏻 the most crazy thing ever. bc like she's in love with his friend and what not aaaaaa my heart already hurts.

I guess cheating is allowed, right? or do you want it to be like haechan and oc break up but he’s still jealous and wants her back but on the other side there’s jaemin and she’s stuck (so jealousy, sex, and all that)

oh my dear god. option two pls. if hyuck and oc have sex it's all good bc I mean they're dating but if jaem and oc (or even hyuck and his ex) have sex, pls I want them to break up beforehand, I'll literally d word if either of them cheat 😭😭😭 like YK I mean idk you can write it the way YOU want but I was thinking hyuck and oc break up and then she sleeps with Jaemin and that for some reason makes hyuck real mad like hejsjs I want him to hurt oc with his words then (I'm sorry) like YK "ofcourse you went ahead and slept with him, you were waiting for us to break up" or sumn like that. bonus points if Nana defends oc and they get into a lil fight djjsjsjsjs

now that I've said wayyyy too much, I'd like to say that at the end of the day, it's really upto YOU, you can write it however you want and I know I'll be grateful either wayyy aaaaaaa.

+ this is the first time I've sent such a long message to any one so I apologize if the paragraph breaks are weird.

YK WHAT I ACTUALLY LOVE BUBBLES ANON NOW SO YOU CAN JUST TAG ME THAT WAY ☺️💌✋🏻🌻 ALSO HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT AHEAD BYEEEEE

-bubbles anon

hi again! so i was writing down the outlines for the story and i came up with something:

what if haechan and oc were childhood best friends and she always had a crush on him but he never liked her like that, so obviously he dates other people but they are all silly flings until he meets his ex that is literally perfect and nice and that’s why oc is so jealous of her / can’t stand her, 1) hyuck doesn't love her and 2) she can't find a reason to hate her. but then hyuck and his ex break up (we need to come up with a good reason for this break-up it's going to be hard) and as always oc is the one lifting him up, always by his side and she's confident about making him fall for her (kind of if i get my way vibes). so one thing leads to another and they start dating. but as you said in the first anon it's like a rebound for him like he feels good with oc because she has always been his best friend and they truly get along but he's not sure that what he feels is love. i think it can be nice because jaemin could also try to open her eyes by saying that haechan is not the same he was when they were young and she needs to let go of this image of him she has in her eyes. AND them being best friends before being partners makes it even more painful because not only she's terrified of losing a lover BUT also her dearest friend. obviously this will be implied (maybe there will be some flashbacks) and the story will start with them already in a relationship.

anyway, their relationship has been going on for a year / a year and a half when haechan makes oc and jaemin meet. AND i was thinking that jaemin and hyuck have known each other for quite some time but lived in different cities (e.g.: jaemin had to move and now he's back). option one: if i make it a college!au jaemin could've changed university in his second year and now he and haechan are roommates. so imagine the DRAMA when haechan and oc break up but she keeps seeing jaemin so she’s always at their place and hyuck has to watch jaemin treat her better and all the romantic things going on. maybe the first time jaemin and oc have sex he overhears them but he doesn’t think it’s her and then boom in the morning she’s in the kitchen WEARING JAEMIN’S SHIRT and he loses his mind (like you said and even hurts her with words) option two: if it's not a college!au haechan offers (double stabbing himself in the back) jaemin to be his flatmate so they can split the bills, spend time together and so on. and then the rest is the same as option 1, same pain, same tears. probably this would be more interesting because since they would share a house jaemin would also see their domestic dynamics, idk maybe she acts as if their living together and provides even for his place but haechan doesn't do the same for her and jaemin would get mad ever for that, idk

also, wanted to ask if you minded if i gave oc a name and some physical characteristics (since i think of setting it in korea she'll be korean i guess) or do you want me to write it nameless like in the new stories i’m posting?

and jaem and oc being compatible is pls 🤞🏻 the most crazy thing ever. bc like she's in love with his friend and what not aaaaaa my heart already hurts.

NO BUT imagine that she likes something and she asks hyuck to do it with her, let's say an art gallery, but he finds art boring so he tells her to go alone and then HIII jaemin's right there, going with her. i think it would be even better if he also doesn't like art that much but he'll still go for her like screaming, crying 😭

I'll literally d word if either of them cheat 😭😭😭 like YK I mean idk you can write it the way YOU want

NO NO I'M FINE WITH THEM NOT CHEATING I HATE CHEATING but some people don't mind it so i was asking if you wanted that for extra pain or if it was a big no, happy we want the same thing 😌

bonus points if Nana defends oc and they get into a lil fight djjsjsjsjs

YES!!

+ this is the first time I've sent such a long message to any one so I apologize if the paragraph breaks are weird

no dw nothing weird about it!! (also i'm the first one that after more than a year here still doesn't know how to use tumblr so i won't judge)

YK WHAT I ACTUALLY LOVE BUBBLES ANON NOW SO YOU CAN JUST TAG ME THAT WAY ☺️💌✋🏻🌻 ALSO HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT AHEAD BYEEEEE

perfect, i'm happy you like it! i'll keep that then ♡🌺 HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT TOO

#anon answered #bubbles anon

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dreamii-yume · 2 years

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Fuck it, Genshin Self-Aware AU—Let’s do it, why not? I’ve had some spooky shit happen to me while playing this game for a while now, so why not incorporate them into Yandere ideas lmao

Some characters have what I call “Rare Voicelines” because those are lines that they do actually say in the game, but are not found in their profile. You’ll only really hear them by chance, like Chongyun’s line when the sky clears up from rain, the “Come on Traveller, train with me” one. As far as I know, Qiqi and Thoma are the only ones that I encounter that has a “When Ally is on low HP” line—Qiqi goes “Stop, I’ll do it” and Thoma with his “Don’t despair, I’m here now” I was certainly surprised when I heard Thoma say those lines for the first time since getting him and almost went crazy for an hour trying to activate it again—Because I couldn’t find it in his profile, until I ultimately just went to the wiki to check it out lol my friends were very concerned

But can you imagine how much the Self-Aware characters can take advantage of this? “Rare Voicelines” sounds like a treat, doesn’t it? Voicelines that are not meant for the players to hear in a daily basis, but to find with their own efforts. They can indirectly talk to their Darling that way without being suspicious, without the risk of having their game fixed, or accused of being bugged. They just love it when they see your surprised reaction through the other side of the screen as it eventually turns into excitement.

Although their backs are turned to you most of the time, they could sense whether or not you’re still there—Even when you’re not making them move. Was that a creak of a chair or a bed they hear? Are you getting up? Some might suddenly ask where you’re going, some might panic completely and talk too much out of impulse, nd some just remained quiet—But why do you feel the weight of impatience in them for some reason? Anyway, whether or not you got spooked or entertained, it’ll certainly catch your attention to play just a little bit more.

Most of the characters are observant enough to practically feel your emotions through the screen. Believe it or not, they could tell your mood just by how you play the game—If you’re playing on mobile, they could tell by your touch. If you’re playing on a controller or on a keyboard, they could tell by how hard you press the buttons. They notice if you’re angry, sad, or happy and they try to communicate to you by using these “Rare voicelines” trying to coax an explanation from you through a sentence or two. They just can’t help it, they’re too curious, tell them more about your day! They just want to talk about it, to make you feel better.

Are you the type to talk to your characters while playing the game? Despite being aware that there’s no one around but the characters (Who are mere pixels) to listen to you? Good! They find that really adorable! They don’t have to do anything complex like alternating something in their code to have bits and pieces of your current life qhen you’re the one doing all the talking for them! They can’t reply back all the time, that’ll arouse suspicion—But really, they’re good listeners. They remember your words well…All too well, in fact.

Also, bonus points if you feel genuine sympathy for characters that you tend to neglect! Or if you feel bad for letting a character fall or hurt in the process! It’s fine, the way you care for them is enough to make the pain go away ♥︎

You know how sometimes, the game bugs out and the faces of the characters you’re playing as would suddenly shift into different emotions for a split second? Maybe even the entirety while they’re on-field? Yeah—I like to imagine this is another thing that they take advantage of, another way to convey their emotions without revealing too much of how much control they really have over their own game. Since they have their backs are turned against you most of the time, they can express emotions as much as they want…Well, until you shift the camera angle that is. But still, sometimes they get caught but I mean—Does it really matter? The way your face lits up at seeing them like that was very cute.

The character that is supposed to have a neutral or serious personality is smiling and you’re in awe—You take screenshots and they’re happy to make you this excited, to the point that they couldn’t revert back to their original expressions for a while. They don’t like seeing your disappointment too when they go back, but they have to follow the game’s rule as much as they can. Maybe tomorrow again? They’ll definitely make you happy tomorrow again!

But how about a kind or happy character who’s face just…drops into a serious expression? Maybe you said something that really struck a nerve in them, offended them even—Maybe perhaps going as far as saying things like moving onto a new a game or something? Even if you said as a joke, they’re not amused. No one in your whole character archive is amused when something like that comes out of your own mouth. You laugh through the screen, joking about how they might have heard you say and sarcastically apologized, but they don’t revert back to their default expressions for a long time, until you do or say what they want you to…Which in hindsight somehow terrified you secretly on the inside.

In the end, there is one expression that they all share and that’s horror—Especially with characters who generally sensitive and emotionally unstable. They look like they’re about to cry at any moment now, which makes you panic and do everything in your power as a player to revert that expression back to normal because holy shit. That brought chills down your spine really fast. Were they always programmed at some point to have that expression?

Imagine talking to yourself about wanting to pull for this certain incoming character and the character you currently main in the team suddenly looks absolutely terrified—In fact, everyone in that team is scared. One, two, or perhaps all of them are gonna get replaced, after all. Questions and thoughts that are not supposed to be in their codes as game characters piles up in their heads—You’re going to replace them? Right now? After all you’ve been through? They don’t want that! Didn’t you just say how smooth their gameplay is? Aren’t you the one who said you can’t play the game without them on the team? If so, there’s no reason to take them out! You put too much resources into them already, it’ll all be a waste, don’t you see!? You don’t need another character to raise!

The game generally can’t take that much data at the same time, overloading causes glitches to appear everywhere as their emotions gets a bit out of control. You’re surprised at how much your device was heating up than usual, ultimately leading you to force shut down whatever it is you were using…The next time you open the game, everything is back to normal but why do you feel so unsafe as you play the game now? What is this uneasiness you feel?

Let’s go to the lighter side of things and talk about instances where you just got a new character and are actually putting effort in building their skills, everything. You went out to the nearest boss to test their damage with, but there’s always this ONE character in your team that shows off. This character that was supposed to be the support for the current main character, ends up one-shotting the boss with a damage number that left you stunned. They didn’t even give the new character a chance and it’s infuriating because now, you have to do it all over again…Only for the same character to one-shot said boss once again! This character just keeps on critting when you don’t want them to crit, how is this possible!?

The accused character has no regrets beyond the screen, even finding your expression lace in disbelief funny because won’t you admit it? Even if you’re this frustrated, you can’t help but be impressed with how much damage they did, right? The fact that you’re benching them out of frustration is key evidence of this, it’s really cute. This is exactly what they want you to feel—Regardless of how shit their artifacts and talent levels are, if you want them to reach numbers that exceed even the game’s coding itself, they’ll gladly do it…They just don’t want to break the game, that’s all. So, there’s no need to “test” out other characters, you don’t even need a team composition when they’re all you have.

I’d like to imagine that this is where the rivalry between your characters starts, the new and old characters’ waking call, realizing that if they don’t do anything to impress you, or at least, generate an emotion out of you—They’ll be left behind, forgotten as soon as you settle on one character…They can’t do too much that arouses suspicion, but you’ll feel one day of how much each character’s stats suddenly became so strong. It’s almost like they’re fighting for a damage count that’ll impress you more than the other’s. Too bad your brain can’t help but to conclude it as a buff that the developers sneakily put in though.

#genshin impact #yandere genshin impact #yandere

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kingdaddydaichi · 3 years

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NSFW Alphabet || Katsuki Bakugou

I had so much fun with this! Vodka may or may not have been involved in the making of this little ditty. 🍸 I hope you shameless hussies enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. 😩

*Exhibit A:

(Source)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

I feel like he gets clingy asf, but plays it off like it's something he's doing for your sake. He'll probably never admit that he feels so vulnerable after sex, but he does. If it was a rough session - which it usually is with him - he'll ask if you're okay, if you're hurt anywhere, kiss any marks he left on you - he's such a protective hero boi.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His: he's not gonna lie, he's fully aware of how well-endowed he is. He really is proud of his cock, the way it makes you sing when he works it - and he knows how to work it okay? Favorite non-sexual body part - his arms. He works hard to keep them cut (as in lifting, not cutting). 😬

Yours: listen, Katsuki is an ass man through and through. Go ahead and tell me I'm wrong, I'm 👏🏼 not 👏🏼 listening 👏🏼. He loves to watch the subtle ripples he sends through your ass cheeks when he's driving into you from behind. Also, our big scary boomboom man appreciates a nice, thicc pair of thighs. Bonus points if they're muscular/toned - he loves the way it feels when your thighs have such a strong grip around him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Let's just say our boy's orgasms are explosive. He cums hard and loud, shooting long ropes of his hot seed. Consistency is about average, not too thick, not to thin, but there's a lot of it. He doesn't taste too bad - salty, but not too bitter. You're more likely to gag from the sheer volume and force of his cum hitting the back of your throat than the flavor.

His precum gets honorable mention here. It's fucking delicious. That is all.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It took him no less than 2 years into your relationship to tell you this, and if you ever tell anyone he might actually kill you, or at the very least make your ass bleed. He hasn't gotten to the point that he's ready to try it yet, but he's not entirely opposed to the idea of you pegging him. Someday. It kinda does make his balls tingle a little just thinking about it tbh. He hasn't yet, but he thinks he might be ready to try working up to it and is really close to asking you to stick a finger in his ass and stroke his prostate. He's heard how good it feels and he's super curious to find out for himself.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not very experienced, actually. He's only had 1 or 2 lovers before you, BUT he's determined to be #1 at everything. Couple that with how perceptive he is and you've got yourself a winner of a loverboy. He's going to make damn sure that, even if things don't work out between you two, he will always ALWAYS be the best you've ever had. No other man will outdo him, E-V-E-R.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggystyle all the way, baby. As stated before, he loves watching your booty jiggle every time he slams his hips against it. He gets off on spreading your ass cheeks to watch his slick-coated cock slide in and out of you. God he just loves hitting it from behind, makes his dick so fucking hard.

Bonus 2nd Favorite Position (couldn't help myself): you on your back with your ankles on his shoulders, your ass lifted off the bed, him on his knees and hugging those thick thighs of yours, keeping them closed as he reams into you. (Slight variation of this one: he leans over you, nearly folding you in half, putting you back on your shoulders with his hands pressing into the mattress beside you, angling you such that his prominent corona rubs over your g-spot as he drills down into you. 10/10 you're gonna scream his name when (not if) your liquid gushes all over him.)

Tell me the truth, am I a disgusting human being? Here are all the fucks I give:

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Bakugou is serious asf about his sex game. This is not the time to joke around or poke fun at him, understand me? If you do he will get pissed and either fuck the silly out of you, or if he's feeling particularly ruthless he'll just stop altogether and let you ache for him as punishment until you beg him for release.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He takes care of his body, paying a lot of attention to his hygiene, which includes manscaping to keep his pubic hair trimmed and kempt. The carpet's just a shade darker than the drapes, like a honey blond. If he lets it grow out, it sticks straight out just like his head hair. It's actually kind of funny and he hates it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

*sigh* Let's be honest. Katsuki is not the super romantic type, at least not outwardly. However, if he realizes something he's doing is hurting you - physically or emotionally - he's going to stop dead in his tracks and hold you close, push his fingers through your hair, and tell you how much he loves you and how safe you are. He can be rough and he can be an asshole, but if he thinks he's genuinely hurt you at all, he's all over you, doing everything he can to make you understand that he will never let anyone hurt you, especially not himself. Got that?

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't jack off very often. You two share a very active sex life so he doesn't see the need to. If you have to be apart for more than a day or two, he'll rub one out. Or if the need hits him particularly hard and you're not available or in the mood, he's not above closing his eyes and reaching into his pants to wrap his thick fingers around his cock and start tugging.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lord Baby Jesus, where do I even begin? Kinky, kinky Katsuki. This man should come with warning signs and disclaimers.

First of all, he dom asf okay? Even if he lets you play with his ass someday, he's gonna be bratty about it. He's going to top from the bottom, hashtag facts. And trust that he WILL own you afterwards to securely reestablish his dominance.

Giving and Receiving: Hair pulling. DIRTY TALK - you think he's got a potty mouth in the streets? His mouth is downright filthy between the sheets. Loves it when you dirty talk right back to him. "You love taking my fat cock, don't you princess?" "Mm yessss, fuck me, Katsuki! Your cock feels so fucking good babyyy!" He eats that shit up.

Giving Only: Degradation. Praise. Spanking. Cockwarming. Dom/sub/power play. Shibari/ropework (he tried it bc you wanted to and he fucking loved it). Creampies. Begging. Discipline. Ravishment.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Literally anywhere inside your home/homes - bed, bathroom/kitchen countertops, kitchen/dining table, office desk/chair, any piece furniture is fair game really, up against a wall, washer/dryer, the fucking floor, ugh just all the places to fuck. Not one square foot is sacred tbh.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Wear something that showcases the curve of your butt. Doesn't have to be revealing per se, matter of fact he'll get possessive as fuck if you're showing too much skin in public. At home/privately though? He can't help himself. Dat ass tho...he is going to smack it hard enough that it stings and that's final, understand?

Tease him. You can't be obvious about it though. If he senses that you're doing it on purpose, it'll just backfire. But if you just so happen to brush against his crotch when you squeeze past him, it'll drive him crazy. Go commando in short shorts/skirt and cross your legs just so, his dick will twitch. Even better if you do shit like this in public where you know he won't act on it. But when you get home you best believe he's going to dick you down so hard, won't even bother to take said shorts or skirt off.

His ears and neck are his most sensitive erogenous zones. Whisper in his ear or kiss his neck and he's going to grit his teeth in an effort to fight back the shudder that threatens to rattle his bones.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Let's get one thing straight. Katsuki Bakugou does not share. This is non-negotiable. He will not agree to anything involving additional people - cuckolding, threesomes, orgies, exhibitionism, voyeurism (unless it's him watching you pleasure yourself - that he will gladly do, and probably start palming himself in the process).

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Loves giving and receiving. Giving puts him in full control of your pleasure, receiving makes him feel like you're worshipping his cock, which you probably are. Have you seen this man's cock? Of course you have. Gatdamn.

Y'all, Katsuki's so good at eating pussy. Like how does one get that good at eating pussy? I don't even know, but god the way he flicks his hot tongue over your precious, tiny bud before wearing it down like a fucking feed bag? It's unnatural. Like it could be his backup quirk if blowing shit up doesn't work out. You've seen the way he licks his lips when he gets excited, everyone has.* He doesn't even bother swallowing while he's feeding on you so you just be dripping in slick and saliva and he's just slurping away. It's lewd.

*See Exhibit A above.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

You already know this, but I'll say it anyway. His go-to fucking style is fast and rough, dominant and relentless, hard and dirty. But every once in a while he'll want to take you slow and deep and passionate. He'll hold you so tight in his arms and chest, you'll have to tap his shoulder sometimes to let you breathe. And he'll just roll his hips so fucking thoroughly both of you will feel every last inch, his pubic bone rubbing your clit so hard. You've told him so many times how much you love it when he makes love to you like this, but he maybe makes it a rare treat on purpose. 😈 Little shit.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are difficult for our boy. It's not that he's against them, it's just that he savors every drop of sensuality, he has a tendency to draw the pleasure out as long as possible. He can’t help it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

The idea of having public sex turns him on, but he's only done it with you a couple of times when he was 10000% sure you wouldn't be caught. He can't risk doing anything that would tarnish his reputation and goal of becoming the #1 Hero. He might be freaky as hell, but he needs a sex scandal like an Alaskan needs a refrigerator.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He loves you long time. He's a Taurus for fuck's sake (well, Aries/Taurus cuspie, but that just sweetens the deal). Great stamina. Grinds you down like a whetstone. Can last as long as he needs to to ensure you cum for him as many times as it takes for you to beg him to stop. If he feels himself getting too close while you're blowing him, he'll stop you and go down on you instead. If he's inside of you, he'll pull out and start kissing all over your body, sucking, nipping, licking until his urge to cum passes, then he pushes it right back in and keeps going.

If on the off-chance he does cum before you, he'll be ready to go again in about 20-30 mins. Just give him some motivation, he deserves it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He didn't own any toys when you first got together, but you did. He hated the idea of you using them though, especially when he's right there with you. You've since assured him that you don't want to use them to replace him, but to enhance the pleasure. So now you do use them from time to time.

The first time you managed to coax him into using a toy together, it was a small wireless bullet with a remote. When you brought it out and showed it to him, there was a wild glint in his eye. He carefully inserted the vibrator into you, his cock slowly following suit. He loved the fact that he had complete control over this thing, but later complained because the sensation of it against the head of his cock made him cum too fast. He still wants to use it sometimes though. 😏

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he can be so unfair. He loves teasing you until you're begging him to put his cock inside you. He's not so much into orgasm denial per se; he just loves to hear you beg him for shit - to let you cum, to suck his dick, to stop fucking you when you're overstimmed, etc.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Lol he's fucking LOUD! And he's going to make you cum so hard that you're screaming his fucking name. There was a time when one or both of you lived in an apartment and the neighbors would bang on the wall behind your headboard.

Shit, what sounds does he NOT make? He growls, moans, grunts, groans, yells, swears, fucks you so hard you can hear the wet sound of slapping skin, hell even the bed protests. Another reason he doesn't fuck in public - he can't stay quiet enough to be discreet about it.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Okay, as much of a wild sex beast as he is behind closed doors, he gets embarrassed so easily when your sex life is so much as hinted at around others. It's legit funny how flustered he gets about it.

If he goes into work real tired and Kirishima says, "Hey Bakubro, you look like shit this morning. You and (y/n) stay up too late?" while doing the finger in the hole gesture, Katsuki will just "Shut the fuck up, Shitty Hair, or I'll blast your ass right through that fucking wall!"

Or if you two go out together with friends and the girls are talking about sex-related stuff, Katsuki will just roll his eyes and try to ignore it. But if one of them is all "So, (y/n), does Bakugou ever like accidentally let off explosions while you're doing it?" and you wink and say, "Only when he's especially *cough* frustrated *cough*". Katsuki will go red from his neck up to his hairline and start stuttering, sparks flying from his palms. "H-hey, d-don't tell them sh-shit like that! I-it's none of their god-goddamn b-business, (y/n), what th-the f-fuck?!" Meanwhile, you and the girls are in stitches while he stomps away, just mortified, bless his heart. When you catch your breath from laughing you'll follow it up with, "Looks like tonight's gonna be one of those nights", and you all lose it again.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

As has been mentioned, Bakugou's well-endowed. I figure he's packing about 7.5-8" in length x just under 2" wide. He takes some getting used to, that's for damn sure. Oh, and he's more of a shower than a grower. Like around 6" long x 1.5" wide when flaccid. Katsuki + sweatpants/basketball shorts = swinging dick print, alright sis? Take notes, this motherfucker visibly jumps when he does, class dismissed.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Eh, he's surprisingly not ridiculously horny. Maybe a little above average sex drive? A lot of times hero work just takes it out of him and he comes home utterly exhausted and just needs a soft place to land, and you provide him with all the love and nurturing in your heart. ❤

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends, really, on the time of day and what type of day it's been. If it's late (like past 9pm lol) and he fought more villains than usual that day, he's probs gonna pass out pretty soon after. If it's earlier in the day - especially first thing in the morning - it gets him pumped and almost comically genki.

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a-small-batch-of-dragons · 2 years

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Prompts:May I request a "[number] of times Patton took care of the others and one time they took care of him" formatted hurt/comfort? Could be canonverse, kidfic, etc... bonus points if "the others" includes Thomas with some call backs to I think it was "growing up" where Roman, Logan, and Virgil talk about Patton's contributions. I kinda feel like Patton's getting put down because of the recent stuff, ya know? oof. - anon

*crashes through the wall like the kool-aid man* Heya! Uh so I was wondering if you could maybe do a sanders sides fic where Logan when distressed just latches onto an object and refuses to let people take it from him? Like water bottle? Yeah that’s not leaving. Or maybe a jacket that is not not being taken off no matter what. Something along those lines. Cause I do that and i feel like It’s a very Logan thing to just become obsessed with an object because if that’s there then he’s there and if it doesn’t change then it means reality is okay. Idk if any of this made sense but alas. -Nex

Soooooo question- hope this is a good idea- but like Logan is words, right? So like crazy thought but imagine how frustrating it would be if Logan went mute- if he gets so stressed and so upset that his voice just goes out, and he can't speak a word. And it kills him, cause he's so loud in his head, no one is listening, and he can't speak a single word. And eventually the group or someone notices and its a scramble to help cause Logan's mute and sad and he really wishes he could ask for help - anon

Oh gosh prompt (Feel free to ignore this if you arent taking them!) *Virgil, About the others saying they love him* "I guess... Its nice to know that they think they feel that way" Someone please give this emo a hug. Maybe he feels like he's unloveable because he hurt the dark sides by leaving them, and that because he hurt them, they dont care about him, so the light sides cant either?? Spoiler, they all (Dark and light) do very much care. Have a wonderful day!! - anon

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Warnings: panic attacks, anxiety attacks, food issues

Pairings: DLAMPR, can be platonic or romantic, don't care

Word Count: 3467

Living is not easy, life is not simple.

Sometimes it's enough to...ease the ache.

Patton catches a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye and pauses. He carefully sets the bread on the counter and moves back to the fridge, careful to keep his back turned.

“I’m just about to make some sandwiches,” he says conversationally, “would you like one?”

No verbal response, but there is another scuffle just to his left.

“Good. Have you eaten much today, kiddo?”

Silence.

“No? That’s okay, I haven’t had a proper breakfast either. We’ll each do two sandwiches, then, how does that sound?”

A pause, and then another shuffle.

“Sounds good.”

Patton turns to the fridge, carefully pulling out the ingredients he remembers. Each time, as he sets one on the counter, he pauses, waiting to hear the soft shuffle of approval before moving on to the next.

When he turns, he keeps his gaze on the ingredients and his hands. He makes the sandwiches in plain view of the kitchen, each step exposed and obvious so there won’t be any surprises when the sandwich is bitten into. Every so often he’ll catch sight of a blur moving back and forth or hear the creak of the floor in front of him. He doesn’t look up. He never looks up. As he gets closer to finishing, he sees a shadow cover the counter closest to him.

“I’m almost done, kiddo,” he promises softly, “you can take this back to your room to eat if it makes you feel better, that’s okay.”

A softer shuffle. Not quite acceptance, but curiosity.

“I mean it.” Patton turns his back on the finished sandwich. “As long as you’re eating something, kiddo, I don’t mind where. It’s just important to me that you eat.”

A pause, then a slow scrape of ceramic as someone picks up the plate.

Patton smiles, relief pushing at the bubble in his chest. “Thank you, kiddo. You come back down when you want another one, okay?”

Another shuffle and the small pop that comes with sinking out. Patton can’t help turning around, though, just after he hears it, to smile at a now-empty kitchen. He sighs, bracing his hands on the counter.

Coaxing Virgil to eat when he doesn’t want to or can’t seem to eat has never been easy. Thomas used to feel the urge to skip meals altogether because he was too anxious and even developing this system has been a slow work in progress.

But, when Patton’s back is turned eating and making his own second sandwich, when he turns around the plate is back, littered with crumbs.

He smiles.

Logan is rarely quiet.

Unlike most of the other Sides, Logan has a gift for eloquence. Not to say that the others don’t! Or that they can’t talk or speak as well as Logan can, but Logan seems to have this…connection with words, so to speak, where he can translate exactly what’s in his head into words and out to the rest of them. He doesn’t struggle for them the way the others do. Often he’s helped them find their own words so they can talk, he’s invaluable to most group discussions.

Which is why, in the middle of a heated argument one day, Patton glances over to see Logan utterly silent and knows something’s wrong.

His hands are clenched. His brow is furrowed and he’s staring off somewhere. His face looks like it’s been frozen; the expression is almost entirely blank and even though the Sides don’t need to breathe, it looks like Logan is forcing himself to hold his breath.

“Logan?” Patton tries to call across the room. “Logan, are you okay?”

No answer. The rest of them barely pause.

“Logan,” Patton tries again, “Logan.”

Still nothing.

“Hey! Everyone!”

“What is it, Patton,” Virgil grits out, “not a good time.”

“Yes, really, it would be best if we kept interruptions to a minimum.”

“Oh, you’d like that, would you?”

“Enough!”

Patton feels a slight pang when they flinch at his shout but he forces it down. In the quiet that ensues, he tries calling again, gentler.

“Logan? Logan, are you alright?”

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Roman and Janus’s heads flick around in shock, hears Virgil and Remus stifle curses as they take in poor Logan. Logan slowly raises his head to look at Patton. Then he slowly, slowly moves a hand to touch his throat.

“Shit,” Virgil says, not caring about his language, “L’s nonverbal. We fucked up.”

“Good, Logan,” Patton murmurs as Logan nods, “keep looking at me. Just stay here, okay? You just focus on me.”

“Where’s his water bottle,” Remus hisses to the others, “that’s his object, someone must’ve grabbed it.”

Janus sinks out and comes back with a silver water bottle in his hands. “Is it this one? Someone left it near the door to the Imagination this morning.”

Logan’s gaze snaps to the water bottle and a bit of the tension in his shoulders releases.

“Give it to him,” Patton murmurs, “then back up. Come over toward me and sit.”

Janus carefully makes the hand-off and they do as they’re told, each sitting on the ground as Logan closes his eyes and presses the water bottle against his mouth. Patton stays standing a little longer, watching Logan’s fingers tap out a rhythm against the bottle’s surface. Then he slowly sinks down with the rest of them, each pulling out something quiet to keep their focus.

He passes a coloring book to Roman, a novel to Janus. Remus has tape to redo the grip on his Morningstar, Virgil has his phone. Patton fiddles idly with the sleeves of his hoodie, keeping half of his gaze on Logan.

After a while, the taps slow, and he looks up to see Logan blink a few times and focus on them again.

“My apologies for the inconvenience,” he says softly.

“No need for any of that, sweetheart, you feel better?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“Do you want touch?”

“Plea—oh!”

“Remus,” Roman scolds as his brother all but tackles their Logan, “be gentle.”

“Oops.”

“No, no, it’s…it’s quite alright.”

“Come on,” Virgil says, “if we don’t move now we won’t get anything.”

“Speak for yourself,” Janus calls, already bundling one of Logan’s hands into his lap.

Patton just chuckles.

Patton walks downstairs in the middle of the night to get a drink and almost falls off the last one.

Remus is sitting there, Morningstar clutched tight, eyes staring intently at the wall. There is something intensely unsettling about seeing Remus be still.

After Patton’s recovered from almost falling off the stairs, he takes a deep breath and walks slowly into the room, turning and crouching by the bookshelf.

His fingers run slowly along the spines, squinting in the half-dark, before he feels the shudder of Remus’s gaze turning onto him. He takes a deep breath, knowing it’s just Remus making sure everything’s alright, and keeps looking.

There it is.

Patton stands, turning with the book in his hands where Remus can see it. He walks slowly to the couch under Remus’s gaze, making sure the blanket draped over the back is nice and soft as he sits down at the other end. He opens the book, the thin shafts of light from the window enough to see by.

The spine of the book creaks as Patton opens it.

“I am a bunny,” he reads softly, “my name is Nicholas. I live in a hollow tree.”

Remus shuffles closer.

“In the spring, I like to pick flowers.” Patton turns the page. “I chase the butterflies and the butterflies chase me.”

The Morningstar vanishes as Remus’s body starts to list from side to side, leaning over to look at the pictures. Patton opens one arm and Remus’s head flops into his lap. He cards his hand through his hair.

“In the summer,” he continues, tugging the blanket down over his shoulders, “I like to lie in the sun and watch the birds.”

He smooths the blanket over Remus’s side, tucking him in. Remus’s eyes blink lazily.

“And I like to watch the frogs in the pond.”

Patton smiles as Remus starts to relax. He runs his hand through Remus’s hair again, willing the nasty thought gremlins away so the poor kiddo can try and sleep.

“When it rains, I keep dry under a toadstool. I blow the dandelion seeds into the air.”

Remus’s eyes begin to drift closed. Patton lowers his voice.

“In the fall, I like to watch the leaves falling from the trees. I watch the animals getting ready for the winter.”

Remus’s head is warm and solid in Patton’s lap. He presses them both into the couch, safe and quiet and real. Patton strokes a thumb over Remus’s brow.

“And when winter comes,” he murmurs, “I watch the snow falling from the sky.”

Slowly, oh, so, slowly, he closes the book and sets it aside. He doesn’t need to read this last line as he bends down to press a kiss to Remus’s temple.

“Then I curl up in my hollow tree and I dream about spring.”

Sometimes Janus doesn’t come out of his room until late in the day, and when he does, he shuffles slowly from place to place, his gloves hidden beneath the shadows of his cloak. His head stays bowed, his words quiet, curling up in a sun-warmed chair and falling asleep.

Patton gently shakes him awake and asks if he needs help with his scales again.

Janus nods, letting Patton take his arm and slowly wink them out to Janus’s room. The others know about this, so they’re rarely disturbed and if they are, it’s only because it’s an absolute emergency.

“You go get everything off,” Patton murmurs, pushing Janus gently toward the corner of the bathroom with the changing screen, “I’ll start running the bath.”

Janus shuffles toward the screen as Patton sits on the edge of the tub and turns the tap on. He keeps one hand under the water, checking the temperature, as he reaches up and starts sorting through the oils and salts on Janus’s shelf.

The bottles twinkle and shine in the soft light of the bathroom as steam starts to billow up in the room. The ones he takes down are cool to the touch as he sets them on the side for Janus to consider. After a few moments, he hears a shuffling and glances over to see Janus bundled in a soft towel.

“These ones,” he murmurs, “right?”

Janus squints, crouching down and nodding. “Just a small dose, they go quite a long way.”

“Just a little?”

“Yes, that’s plenty.”

“You go ahead and get in, then,” Patton says, standing to put the bottles back, “I got these.”

He keeps his back turned as Janus slides into the bath, the water already beginning to bubble with the smell of lavender. Patton takes the shampoo and conditioner and a small footstool, perching behind Janus’s head. He places his hands gently on his shoulders to urge him down, wetting his hair.

“Tip your head forward, let me get the back too.”

“Mm.”

Patton works the shampoo in patiently, making sure he’s not hurting Janus as his hands card through his hair. He rinses it out just as carefully, lathering in the conditioner to soak before coming around to help with the scales on Janus’s face. He smiles when he sees Janus struggling to keep his eyes open.

“You can drift off if you want, sweetheart, I’ve got you.” He cups the back of Janus’s head. “I won’t do anything that we haven’t talked about.”

“I know,” he mumbles, “I just…miss it when I fall asleep.”

Patton chuckles. “Tell you what. The conditioner’s got to soak for at least five minutes, why don’t I set a time and wake you up to wash it out?”

Janus hums.

“Sweet dreams, kiddo.”

There’s a knock on Patton’s door.

“Come in?”

The door opens slowly and he turns, letting out a noise of dismay when he sees Roman there, tears streaming down his face.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he coos, standing up and opening his arms, “come here, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

Roman makes a noise, still lingering by the door. Patton stands, hustling over to him and taking him in his arms, guiding him to the bed and sitting down, hands cupped around the prince’s cheeks and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Talk to me, sweetheart, what’s going on?”

Roman just shakes his head, lips pressed tightly together as more tears gather.

“Oh, shh, shh, kiddo,” Patton murmurs, gathering the poor thing into his arms again, “I’ve got you, you made it here, I’m so proud of you. Can you cry this out for me?”

A horrible hiccuping sob settles against the hollow of his throat and he closes his eyes.

“That’s it, sweetheart, I know it hurts…shh, shh, there you go, come on, now. We’ve got you, we’ve got you, you’re right here, with me, it’s okay.”

Roman’s fingers curl into his shirt and hold on for dear life. Patton rubs his back firmly and sets his chin on top of Roman’s head. He feels Roman nuzzle absentmindedly into the crook of his neck and hums, pulling Roman closer.

They’d had a bad day today. Thomas had gotten some feedback that made him incredibly upset and, well, they’d had to hold it together until they made it back home safely. Logan had been coming up with things they could do better. Virgil had been freaking out over how badly they’d messed up. Janus had been hissing insults under his breath at the person who gave them the feedback as Remus enthusiastically suggested ways to kill them.

And Roman…poor Roman had stood there, silent in the face of the criticism, absorbing each word as if he were in a fight, blow after blow raining down on him without once losing the stoic face. In the end, it had been him that suggested that Thomas go do something to help himself recover, something he enjoyed. Patton had retreated to his room, waiting.

And Roman had come to him.

“I’m so proud of you, sweetheart, I’m so proud that you figured out how to ask for help,” he murmurs into Roman’s hair, “you did it, you did it, I’m here now, I’ll look after you, you can rest now.”

Roman’s sobs don’t stop for a while, but that’s alright. The poor thing’s had quite the workout today, he can rest and let go. Patton tilts his head to kiss Roman’s temple as he sags into the embrace.

“Shh, shh, that’s it,” he murmurs, “I’ve got you. You’re safe, sweetheart.”

Slowly, he moves them to lie down, Roman’s head pillowed on his chest as he wraps his arms snugly around him. He strokes his back, cards fingers through his hair, whispers words of comfort and encouragement as the prince falls asleep.

+1.

Patton opens his eyes and blinks.

And blinks.

Static. Everything is fuzzy. The world doesn’t have much color in it today.

His limbs feel heavy. His hair feels greasy. His mouth tastes inside out. He blinks again and he can almost hear the grinding protest as he does.

Moving seems like too much today, so he won’t. He can just lie here. He floats.

There’s a soft knock on his door and it opens slowly, a blur of dark blue spilling into the room.

“Patton,” Logan’s soft voice calls, “Patton, are you alright?”

He spots Patton in the bed and makes his way over. He perches on the edge, a hand coming up to brush Patton’s greasy hair out of his eyes.

“Is it a bad brain day today?” Patton manages to nod and Logan’s expression gentles. “That’s alright, they happen. Have you been able to move at all today?”

“…no.”

“Don’t look worried, I’m not upset.” Logan brushes his face again. “Myself and the others got worried when we didn’t see you for breakfast, do you think you could come to get something to eat?”

Moving sounds like a challenge. But Logan is there, a gentle hand to steady him, and when they reach the bottom of the stairs, the others are there. Virgil shoots up from his chair to help, guiding Patton to the kitchen where Remus sets a plate carefully in front of him.

“Roman made it,” he says quietly, “I’m just bringing it to you while he gets ours.”

Sure enough, Roman and Janus emerge with other plates of food, each settling down around the table as they all start to eat. Conversation is quiet. Remus presses against him, warm and solid and real. Logan murmurs reminders to drink, to pause if he needs to. Virgil keeps a close eye on him until his food is finished.

“Come on, sweetie,” Janus murmurs as they start to clear the dishes, “let’s get you washed up. Do you think you can manage a bath if I help?”

Patton nods.

“Good, that’s good, sweetie. Come, now…I think we still have that bath bomb you wanted to try.”

The bath is warm against his clammy skin, the feeling of Janus’s hands in his hair the first thing that’s made him feel human all day. Janus murmurs something about relaxing but it’s too late, Patton’s already putty in the bath as two more hands carefully prop him up.

“Close your eyes if you like, sweetie, it’ll be alright.”

He understands a little more about what Janus means when he closes his eyes but doesn’t fall asleep; the rush of sensation is staggering. Especially when he’s been floating in a cloud of numbness for most of the day.

When Janus has rinsed the last of the shampoo and conditioner from his hair, he gives Patton’s shoulders a squeeze and asks if he wants to sit for a little longer or if he’s ready to get out. Patton mumbles, damp hair lolling against Janus’s shoulder as he chuckles and kisses his temple.

“Alright, sweetie.”

They stay like that for a little longer until Patton rouses. Janus clears everything away as Patton dries, putting on a new pair of pajamas that feel soft against his skin.

He’s deposited into Roman’s arms as Remus presses play on a nature documentary they’ve been wanting to see. As the soft narration starts to play, Roman leans down to murmur into his ear.

“You can fall asleep anytime you want, Padre, we got you.”

Patton dozes in the arms of his family with a smile on his face.

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gaysimpsstuff · 3 years

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BNHA Characters + Their Biggest Kinks

PT 2 Here

PT 3 Here

Genre: smut, obviously

Warnings: NSFW themes, hard kinks, BDSM kinks, lots and lots and weird kinks

Other: felt horny, wrote this

NSFW Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @combat-wombatus @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy

Characters: Hawks, Bakugou, Dabi, Shigaraki

Keigo Takami/ Hawks-

Authority Kink- mans has spent his entire life being bossed around, he needs you to submit to him completely and without question. Call him ‘sir’ and he’ll melt. When he’s in this mood, there’s no room for brattyness. Just bend over and let sir take his stress out on you.

Wing Kink- Pretty self-explanatory. The underside of a bird’s wings are very sensitive, and get them horny in no time. Same thing with his back, one when you were cuddling, you were playing with his wings and massaging his back, and you noticed he had his face hidden and he was breathing kind of heavily. It was an embarrassing situation to explain...

Breeding- This one comes more into play during Nesting Season, he just has you pinned down and just keeps going and going and going, trying to fill you up with his babies even if you want get pregnant. You’ll always be his little breeding slut. Even better if you have a bird or lizard quirk and you lay eggs (infertile usually). Even with a male reader he’d want to ‘breed.’

Pegging- He likes to bottom sometimes, so that he can whine and cry and beg and be a good boy for his y/n. Expect him to come home from work feeling more tired than stressed. Total pillow princess. He needs you to fuck him into the mattress so hard that he’s only flying tomorrow.

Praise/body Worship- This goes both ways. You’re his everything, and he wants to make sure you’re aware of how much he appreciates you, but he’s so insecurities that he needs it in return. Soft, teasing touches, whispered I love yous, doing so wells, my pretty baby, go a long way for this man.

Dirty Talk- he wants you to know just what he’s going to do to you, how he’s going to fill you up so good, make you need him and his cock, make you cry for him to keep going, beg for his cum. Even when he’s on bottom, he’s babbling and whining. You can’t get this man to shut the fuck up. It can get annoying at times.

Bath/shower sex- this plays more into his bird instincts. Bathing/ cleaning oneself usually gets birds horny. They usually preen prior to mating season so look out for that. There’s just something about ducking you in his bathtub (jacuzzi) that gets him going like nothing else.

Katsuki Bakugou/ Dynamight-

Switch- this man will present as a top, but he has absolutely nothing against getting manhandled and having the life fucked out of him. Just so long as he can do the same to you. Fuck him rough and good and then take his revenge tomorrow.

Rigger- after all he’s been through, he does not wanna be tied up at all. But he has no problem with handcuffing you or wrapping your pretty body up in Shibari and watching you struggle against them. Will totally tease you the whole time.

Gags- You’re still talking? You need to shut the fuck up. Or else you’ve got something keeping your mouth shut. Tape, underwear in mouth, his hand or fingers, or an actual gag. Loves your muffled sounds when he asks you a question. “Want me to keep going? You gotta say so. Aw I didn’t hear anything so I guess you want me to stop...”

Dirty Talk- Just like Hawks, he can’t keep his mouth shut. But this one is spilling the dirtiest filth you’ll ever hear. Plays into a minor corruption kink. Wants you to repeat it all back to him. On the flip side, gets so flustered when you talk dirty to him. Whining about how you’re a pervert, but just ignore him, he’s hard as shit right now.

Dacryphilia- All those years of Deku crying and you think he wouldn’t have a crying kink? Thinks your tears are so beautiful, might even lick them off your face. “Aww, look at you~ crying for my fuckin cock.” Don’t be weirded out if he licks them off your face. He also cries during sex, though. It’s just too fucking good and he hasn’t had a good cry in a while. Tease him about it and he’ll hide his face, but praise him for it and he’ll cry even harder.

Praise- This man shouts enough degradations outside the bedroom, he wants sex to be different from everything else. Gets a little embarrassed first time he praises you, but if you look at him with those shy eyes and a quivering lip, he’s just gonna keep loading it on. He also wants to be praised, both out of insecurities and superiority. When he’s bottoming just repeat how amazing he’s doing, how no one else is as pretty as him. When he’s on top, he still needs you to be praising him. Tell him how good his cock feels, how he’s gonna make you cum, how no one else fucks you as good as him.

Impact Play- mostly spanking. Uses his quirk. He loves it when your skin forms a light burn in the shape of his hand. Spanks you even if his handprints don’t show up on your skin. He needs it to, just keep smacking his stomach and thighs with a paddle until he’s sobbing.

Touya Todoroki/ Dabi-

Degradation/ Brat Taming- Starting off with the roughness with this guy. These two go hand in hand for Dabi, you need to know where you belong. Underneath him, begging and crying for his cock, his mercy, anything. You need to understand your only purpose is to service him, moan for him, and be his little personal cumdump.

Hard Dom- he won’t go easy on you, no matter what, you’re not getting it sweet or easy. It’s always going to be rough, fast, and difficult. Just try and complain.

Size kink- We all know this man is hung like a donkey, too big to handle. Loves it when you’re trying to suck him off and can’t even get down halfway. Even better when he’s pushing in, and can’t get further than six inches in. Just laughs at how “your cute little hole can’t take my fat cock can it, baby?”

Sadism- Pretty obvious, he likes hurting you. Knives? He’s got plenty. Fire? More relunctant but sure. Impact play? Yes sir. Loves seeing you cry and you babble about how much it hurts. His favorite thing is to write his name on your back with light burns that usually fade in a week or so. Always takes care of your injuries afterwords.

Bondage- Can’t have his little baby trying to touch themself can he? Can’t have his darling trying to escape from him, can he? No no, you’re better off tied to the bed, taking everything he gives you like a good little slut.

Sensory Deprivation- He wants you waiting, dreading maybe, anticipating, his next moves. You don’t know where he’ll touch you, what he’s saying, and you can’t do anything to stop it.

Corruption- He has a thing for people who seem innocent, and he wants to corrupt that innocence. To everyone else, you’re naive, doe-eyed, and probably can��t do anything for yourself. He’s going to change all of that. Bonus points if you’re actually fully capable and he morphs into a co-dependant mess. This man is all Yandere nothing else.

Teasing/ edging- Loves working you up to the grand finale, then pushing you back to the first scene. You’ll never forget his laughter as you beg him for your orgasms. You’ll be lucky if he lets you cum at all. He’ll humiliate the fuck out of you for your pitiful begging.

Tomura Shigaraki/ Symbol of Terror

Mommy/Daddy/Renny (Renny is the gender neutral term for Mommy/Daddy)- This man will call you whatever you want, but this is his go-to nickname for you. You’re taking care of him in and out of the bedroom, at least until he matures.

Switch- Up until he matures, your on top of him the whole time. Loves it when you’re in control, but after certain events in the manga and anime, he starts to gain an apprentice for being on top, although being so unused to it, he has a lot less kinks for being on top than on bottom.

Pegging- self-explanatory. He was always afraid of disintegrating his dick, and anal stimulation meant most of his fingers were pointed away from his body while only two or three were touching his skin. Safer. Now he’s got a huge appreciation for anal play, anytime you see him naked, he probably has a butt plug in.

Pet-Play- he’s your dumb little puppy, okay? Treat him like a bitchy little animal and he’ll do whatever you want. Feel free and drag him around on a leash or feed him food out of a bowl on the ground.

Feet- he doesn’t know why, but your feet are such a fucking turn on. Whether you’re wearing combat boots with spikes, fancy heels with a flower on them, or normal tennis shoes. Socks, thigh-highs and tights? Man is already begging. Just step on him and give him a foot job already! He’s begging, come on!

Water sports- kind of gross, skip this one if it’s gross for you (it is for me but for some reason I’m writing about it) but it’s something he appreciates more as a top than a bottom. Controlling when you go to the bathroom, giving you so many drinks, watching you squirm, begging and crying for him to let you relieve yourself, only to piss yourself. And when you do that, he’s on his knees in front of you, drinking it. Loves how embarrassed you get. Says “anything you make is always gonna be the best” while licking his lips.

CNC- something he enjoys as a top or a bottom. Skip this one if it’s weird or wrong to you, or a trigger. Always pre-planned with a safe word and everything, but he always pretends it’s real. Something about you or him not having a choice, being forced to take whatever the other gives them, begging for it all to stop but being betrayed by your body, it all just drives him crazy.

S&M- Doesnt care of he’s the S or M. He just loves pain. Crying when you spank or slap him, watching you scream as he cuts his name onto you.

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