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jaegersdevil · 7 months
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boyfriend!gojo headcanons
haahahahahahahahahhahahhahah.............
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bf!gojo loves when you scratch him behind the ear like a damn cat
bf!gojo gives you 6 wet willies a day
bf!gojo is not allowed a pet because he wanted to cuddle with the fish yuuta got him……
bf!gojo goes on runs (i’m talking like 25km at once because he has so much energy all the time) and he wears singlets
bf!gojo begs for a sip of your drink because “it’s looks so much more delicious than his” so you let him and he drinks the whole thing :/
bf!gojo keeps track of everything you’ve ever said in his notes app so he doesn’t forget anything because his mind is going 2752 miles an hour, every hour, everyday
bf!gojo hums to himself 24/7 (mostly your favourite songs that are stuck in his head or, the most random songs that he’s only heard 24 seconds of thanks to yuuji & his giant fuck off speaker)
bf!gojo has a collection of sunglasses and puts them on you when he’s bored because he loves how cute you look in them
bf!gojo makes you brush his teeth when he’s being a little baby bitch & god forbid you don’t want his oral health to go to shit
i believe bf!gojo takes his shirt off and starts flexing obnoxiously if you say anything about how good he’s been looking lately (like he doesn’t look good all the time……), especially in the living room because “the lighting is better in here”
bf!gojo teleports to the shower (while you’re in it 😐) (“omg this isn’t the kitchen?????”)
bf!gojo loves when you wash his hair (when you’re in the shower together, he just tilts his head back and waits silently, sometimes shaking his hair when you take too long to realise)
bf!gojo watches you sleep and before you start omg ann that is creepy….. he has lost many people ok, gojo will do anything and everything in his power to make sure you don’t join that list, and if watching you sleep soundly helps him avoid a spiral, then let him be
bf!gojo allows you remove his blindfold to wash it because i know that thing is gross (smells citrus-y because other detergents make him feel sick (read: baby with fragrance sensitivity))
bf!gojo hates having his feet touched and will fight anyone who comes close to them
bf!gojo holds your hand every chance he gets, and plays with your fingers (cracking them even though it’s bad!!) like they’re fidget toys 😭
bf!gojo likes to be pampered by you (e.g. eyebrows plucked, non-existent beard shaved, face mask = on, skin = flawless & smooth)
bf!gojo invites all his students over for dinner every sunday and you all cook together (turns into cooking competitions: yuuta always wins & yuuji always complains for an entire week after saying he cheated (until the next week where it happens all over again))
bf!gojo cannot keep his mouth shut to save his life, but he will when you’re doing something that requires silence because he likes to watch you in such a way (reading, meditating, whatever you want; you are the only one who he will willingly shut the fuck up for <3)
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yourbestprincess · 5 months
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Could I get some Danny Johnson (ghostface) with just some fluffy headcannons with an S/O who is extremely touch-starved and clingy, like always has to have a hand on then kind of thing.
LORD YES 🙏🙏🙏 I’m gonna do half fluff n the other half smut cause why not hehe. this is gonna have lots of ddlg 😔 have fun!!!
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FLUFF-
-Danny let’s you touch him all the time. He basically branded you and you’re never gonna get away from him, so he just lets you touch him all the time.
-He treats you like a princess, like oml. But, don’t you dare piss him off or disappoint him or you’re getting punished.
-Since you don’t like to be alone, sometimes he lets you come to help him kill (pre dbd). Like, he’d break into the house of the victim when you were knocking at the door, distracting the victim…then he’d come up behind them, and…SLASH!
-He wouldn’t want you to necessarily kill anyone, but if you did he would find it attractive if you were all bloody, but god forbid if you got hurt. You’re never going out with him again if you get hurt.
-On days where he’s not stalking, he’s on the couch letting you lay in his lap/ sit in his lap. He actually really enjoys this more than he thinks he should.
-Carries you around Dbd style when he’s not in a match. You kinda love it kinda hate it.
-he will hold your hand if you ask.
-he LOVES to hold your thighs.
-he holds you like a baby if you ask.
-This man loves to just drive you around.
- Eventually, after a month or so, he’ll take off his mask around you.
-Always carry’s his knife when you two go out incase someone tries to hurt you.
SMUT-
-Lord have mercy, this man is rough as FUCK. He will literally fuck you for hours.
-He throughly loves overstimulating you. He loves it so much.
-He loves to use his knife to make you bleed. He will never cut too deep though. If he ever got the urge to go deeper he throws the knife and becomes only A LITTLE bit gentler.
-he would definitely enjoy car sex.
-he lets you suck his fingers while you’re fucking.
-loves loves LOVES being called daddy. Don’t ask me why, he just does.
-he loves your size difference.
-He also loves to chase you around, it turns him on to the max.
-pulls your hair enough to make you whine sometimes.
-if you ever dressed up as him he would be so aroused.
-uses his Polaroid SO MUCH. This man has to buy so much film because of you. Before you knew what he looked like, he would go to your work and place the pictures by your desk/work area and lurk around to watch your reaction to them.
-this man is SO HORNY. All the time. 24/7. He is ALWAYS down. (I mean, have you SEEN his mori?!?)
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wackulart · 1 year
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Can we have a part 2 of the one where the reader goes into the tide pools and meets Belos and it picks up in the future (present) and Belos recognizes the reader. Have a great day, and sleep well tonight!
BET
(im glad people enjoyed it enough for a part 2!)
Part 1
Philip Wittebane/Emperor Belos x Reader Part 2
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He couldn't believe it.
It was you.
The Emperor had stepped back from the hall and rushed towards his office the second you had looked over to him. He didn't care if anyone had noticed his strange behaviour. No one would have been foolish enough to call him out on it regardless.
There was no doubt that you were the one who he had seen all those years ago. He heard you speaking to the scouts and god forbid that he would ever forget those eyes.
The eyes that had nearly made him forget that you were a witch and he, a witch hunter.
Once he had reached his office, he immediately moved to the books he had stored and flipped through any that would have to do with time passing, preserving bodies and maybe even cloning.
After a moment, he paused on a page and was sure he had found the correct one.
Time pools.
Though some memories had become fuzzy overtime, the day he met you was one that had remained clear.
He remembered how you explained to him that you would never be able to see him again, that certainly tracked with time pools being unable to reappear in the same place twice. Even finding one was incredibly rare to the point most didn't believe in their existence.
Yet there you were, a demon he had felt a fondness for that he had never expected to run into ever again, standing in his castle.
You had no clue who he was, how could he ever explain that?
Then again, he didn't have to.
He pulled himself from his thoughts as he realized that he still had the intention to grow closer to you. How could he be thinking that way, even after all these years?
Belos groaned, dragging his gauntlet down his mask in frustration. The feeling of his brother's eyes on the back of his neck certainly did not help.
He was not his brother, he could handle this. Despite the way his heart picked up as his mind wandered back to you.
Blissfully unaware, you had begun to wrap up your job. The packages had been delivered and now you were striking up conversation with one of the scouts as you both waited for a captain to come and sign for everything.
Suddenly the scout grew quiet and stiffened immediately, their hand moving to a salute. You hadn't processed what they were doing, almost worried that you had said something wrong until you clued in on the other scouts doing the same and facing something behind you.
You turned and nearly bumped into the person behind you. Before you could apologize, your face went white and the words died on your lips at the sight of the Emperor. His form towered over you easily, being in front of him would make even the strongest demons feel weak.
Instinctually, you fell into a bow in front of him. "M-my Emperor."
His eyes had looked upon you so gently, he had to fight down the sigh of relief from just being able to speak to you again. Even if it was under drastically different circumstances.
With just the raise of his hand, the scouts had dropped their salutes and you stood up straight. He held out his hand to you and as you looked at it, unsure of what he was asking for you slowly put your hand into his.
Then you heard him laugh and he placed his other hand on top of yours. "No, my dear. I need you to give me the papers to sign."
Your face burned red as you pulled your hand back and turned to find your clipboard. Your mind was racing almost as fast as your heart was after your little mistake. With shaky hands, you handed the clipboard to the Emperor. He took it, his gauntlet touching the tips of your fingers for only a moment.
He seemed to move very slowly, but in a methodical way. Something about everything the Emperor did seemed regal and purposeful, to even be this close to him to notice was like seeing the Titan itself walk again.
You were definitely going to brag to the other vendors about this later.
Your eyes followed the pen as it glided across the page frictionlessly. He handed the clipboard back to you and of course his handwriting was perfect too.
You had half a mind to believe that he was the Titan.
"Thank you, your highness." Once again, you bowed.
Emperor Belos chuckled under his breath and a single golden digit lifted your chin before his hands clasped together. "Please, it was my pleasure."
You couldn't stop the embarrassing squeak at the slight contact, not expecting that sort of behaviour from the Emperor, but how could you? In all fairness, this was the first time you had ever interacted with him personally, maybe he was always like this.
At least that was what you were convincing yourself until he walked away and you turned back to notice all of the scouts whispering to one another. You were embarrassed, confused but also a bit interested. There was no reasonable way to explain that interaction, but maybe it was a one-off, a fluke.
That's what you said in your head as you made your way back to your workshop and continued on with your life.
Barely a week later, you had another order addressed to the castle asking for you specifically.
Perhaps he couldn't be with you, but maybe he could still have fun with you.
It wasn't like he would get attached.
Right?
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hopeluna-archived · 2 years
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We lose brain cells when we are together....
Being best friends with Shinso Hitoshi
Characters: Shinso Hitoshi x reader (platonic)
Content: fluff, crack kinda?, little bit of Izuku Midoriya x reader, reader is a crackhead 'cause why not, also a kinda dark joke that my mom wouldn't appreciate, this is long and I have no regrets, this is so self indulgent💀
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Alright lets be honest here first. When you two first met, Hitoshi made some small talk but other than that didn't really wanna converse with you. The crack energy was too much for him. He kept his distance with you but no matter where he went, it was like the universe decided to torment him 'cause he always seemed to bump into you.
Time skip to a more run ins and you talking his ear off, there you were, two best friends. The dynamic between you is basically, You: Crackhead, Hitoshi: tired of the crackhead.
He'll act all grumpy when you drag him somewhere to hang out but don't mind him, he loves hanging out with you. Hitoshi also loves the fact that you don't see his quirk as "evil" as many people do.
If you are a cat person, he is in heaven. It will be a sacred ritual to go to a cat cafe once a week. If you cancel on the plans, well get ready to receive the silent treatment.
The sassiness between you two is high on this one. Its like you'll be minding your own buisness and he'll just randomly go "can you not? Your existence is giving me a headache". Of course he doesn't mean it <3
You two are attached at the hip a lot of the times. And with that comes speculations from people if you two might be a couple. When someone actually asks if you two are dating, Hitoshi would be like "pfft why would I date this ?" and you're there just like "bitch🤚 no cat cafe meetings for a month" and he'll crumble like "NOOOO" .
You are the only being in existence who is allowed to touch his hair. If you ever want to style it, he'll make a offended face but nevertheless let you do it and he'll keep it if you say and glare at anyone who makes a joke of it.
You constanly scolding him about his sleep schedule like yours isn't fucked up as well. Hitoshi will call you randomly at like 3 am to tell you a cat fact. Most of the times, his training with Aizawa stresses him out so you drag him to have a self care routine. God forbid you sneak a picture of him with a face mask and cucumbers on, he will bury you alive.
He acts like he hates it and will groan everytime you tell him stupid ass jokes. Though sometimes he laughs like that one time you went " 'Toshi, 'Toshi" "what?" "Whats the difference between a lightbulb and a pregnant woman?" ".....what?" "......you can unscrew a lightbulb" and cue Hitoshi trying not to burst out cackling.
Friends don't judge each other, they judge other people together. This is a motto that you two go by. Ya'll be in a cafe or a park or just walking and you two would just judge other people together and roast them to hell. And Hitoshi acts all nonchalant but he is definitely interested when you come around and gossip about shit that just happened with other people.
The UA people didn't even know you existed until one day you decided to randomly pop up to embarrass Hitoshi. Its not that he avoided talking about you, its just that they never asked and he is a private person by nature so they just never knew about you.
Denki audibly, and dramatically, gasped when the usual stoic Shinso Hitoshi cracked a small smile on seeing you running at him full speed. The others were kinda surprised too when they saw how easily he conversed with you.
After that, your presence became more and more frequent around the group. One time Mineta tried to flirt with you disgustingly and after you quickly ignored him, Hitoshi dragged Mineta....somewhere. Nobody knew where Mineta was for two whole days, all while Hitoshi had a small smile on his face.
Hitoshi pretended to gag in disgust when one day you came to him rambling on about how lovely and adorable Midoriya is. He will however push you to talk to Izuku when the group is together 'cause he can see how much you like him.
So basically, being best friends with Shinso Hitoshi is definetely a whirlwind. He'll act all cool and stoic but with you its like his brain cells just die and you both radiate crackhead energy. And he'll always be there, supporting you, motivating you and being a shoulder to cry on.
And he will rarely say it but he is glad and feels lucky to have you as his friend.
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Comments and reblogs are appreciated!! Do not repost or claim as yours though, its not cool.
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thatruerealmwalker · 2 months
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So... I have a question for you. Do You draw a reference sheet for a character before drawing them... or do you do what I did for William and draw without making a reference image and then draw one afterwards? Cause that's what I did!
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Of course there is also an alt version with some information as well!
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I also have some more facts about William to share! If your interested in knowing what else I've shared about William, check out the other post here!
The Clothes shown aren't what he would usually wear. I wanted to give him some style for the image to match the critters being dripped out, but this would be to attention grabbing for Williams needs. He would stay with plain clothes and nothing that makes him pop out. (You can consider this what William may want to wear if he didn't need to keep a low profile.)
William's eyes are not actually Red. They're a teal, bluish color. The Red is a stylization choice for showing if William is... not a good place... which is usually all the time. I thought it would be a cool touch to include.
William is about 14... and I think he would be in Playcare for about... maybe a year and a half around... whenever now is? I don't have any solid dates.
I slightly mentioned it earlier, but if William wasn't in this whole situation, his favorite Critter would be Bubba... who is now one of the ones William is most terrified of.
William considers Bobby to be the least dangerous to him due to her nature... yet what he doesn't realize is that Bobby, more then anyone else, would be able to tell that something isn't right about William, see that the face he puts up is a mask. (Her whole thing is Emotions after all!)
William isolates himself from any of the other kids when he can. He'll interact if it means keeping the act up, but he hates when he is forced to do that. These children are all like him, all able to be selected at a moments notice to be killed and have their corpse warped, mutilated, and turned into a monster. He won't open himself up to that heartache, when he would have to look at what they did- what they would put inside of his friend's body... even if it only aids in driving him mad.
If William would to ever be friends with anyone (which would be a miracle with how he would treat them at the beginning)... it would have to be something the other person actively tries to form despite him constantly pushing them away. Even then, he would only be okay with it if 1, the kid for some reason wasn't at risk of being killed or Toyed, and 2, NEVER even think of bringing a Toy near him. If they interact with the Toys anymore then needed, or god forbid have a friendship with one, he will avoid that person just like he does everyone else. (even if it hurts him... even if he wants Someone to care about in this place. He will not spend an extra second more near those THINGS.)
William knows what the Toys are... yet he does not see them as human. He sees them as monsters who inhabit the twisted remains of dead children. Catnap is not Theodore, Mommy is not Marie, no matter what they may claim. (It's partly a way for him to dehumanize them... but William truly does believe the Toys not to be the the person that was used to make them. If a Toy would dare to use the name of the one who was mutilated to make them... William may just snap right then and there.)
Many plans William has made to fight or evade a Toy should he need to revolves around both being seen as weak and quick few step plans. He is a child, and no matter what will never overpower a Toy. He hates it, but acts around that fact. When it comes to a fight, either he kills the Toy without mercy or they get him, there is no other way(?).
I think it would never happen, but I think there is a Small chance that William would be able to be okay with being near a Toy... maybe even calling one a friend... but they would have to take notice of William and pursue that... which is why the chance would be so small... but I think it could happen... given time and care... and maybe a bit of manipulation of Williams desire to not be alone anymore... that would surely go over well.
Oh and hi @realizinau, hope pinging ya again here is alright! (if not sorry!!!!!!)
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vulcan-bourbon · 5 months
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day 2 - Vexes and Watchers
// @desert-duo-week
— I want to know everything about you! — Grian giggles, looking at the Vex half-blood who stood in front of him.
Watcher has seen all versions of his beloved Mr. Goodtimes, in all the alternative universes of all kinds of servers, but for himself personally, this was the first time he had seen such a combination. Piercing gray-blue eyes, human color, but with a gray undertone, skin that was covered with ruby and silver scars, touching blue-black hair with gray hair that itself shimmered in the light. Gray wings, reminiscent of torn bat wings, fluttered in the gentle wind, shimmering with silver and blue veins, with rare black veins. Enjoying the way Scar looked, he even flapped his wings again to see how the wings of the Vex half-blood reacted to the blow of the wind.
Watcher adjusted the mask on his face, God forbid he had already seen his version in this world. There weren't enough problems in the timelines yet, so Grian decided to pretend to be just an annoying trickster god. Well, basically, who he has always been.
— Do you also belong to someone if they call you? And if a summoning spell is used on you, will you die in two minutes? And if you get a wound, will it turn red too? Can you really walk through any material, even lava and water? Is it true that you are hostile and vindictive towards those who harm you? Is it true that you don't attack children? After all, you are not undead, so who are you really? Are you really incredibly jealous and possessive of all things and persons? — Grian jumped a little in the air from excitement and a huge number of curious questions in his head.
—Pesky bird. — Scar jokes, grinning with his smile and showing sharp fangs that predicted danger to anyone who could upset him once again. He didn’t know that this had happened, that Vatcher himself had decided to descend upon his soul.
The Watchers were a myth, one might say, considered a scary fairy tale that was told to naughty children at night. But Scar understood perfectly well that every fairy tale has its own part of truth.
— You know, every demand has its own price.
— Oh, that’s how it is... — Grian laughed, coquettishly and bird-like, tilting his head onto his shoulder and standing on the ground with his bare feet and adjusting his purple poncho and not letting the hood fly off his head. - So, I’ll have a hot drink, and you’ll tell me the story of your world. Agree?
— Great deal, — the half-breed smiled happily, relaxing and surrendering to the situation. — I already like you, what do you say, what’s your name?
— Server light,— Grian jokes quietly, following Scar, in anticipation of a wonderful evening.
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hollyhomburg · 1 year
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Ok but what if mc ends up having one of those huge baby bellies. Imagine how much she’d have to waddle around and how shed just pout if she drops anything cause now she can’t reach it. And the minute she pouts she has all the alphas leaning down to pick it up for her cause god forbid their pup lift even a finger while she’s working so hard at creating their pup. Them going to the beach and digging out a little hole for her belly cause she’s been complaining she can’t sleep on her belly anymore. Them always having her favourite ice cream in the freezer in case she craves it. Yoongi massaging her ankles when they get sore from all the new weight. Namjoon rubbing body oil on her belly to ease the stretch marks while babbling about the baby. Jin giving in to all her cravings because as much as he wants to keep her healthy he just can’t say no to her cute little pout and waddle and cause he is just so happy she’s actually asking for food without thinking about calories. Hobi drying flowers to make into belly masks for her to use on spa nights. Jimin getting her the most comfy shoes and pregnancy pillows and also wanting to subtly (he’s not as subtle as he thinks) lay his hand in her belly and trace little pattens. Tae learning how to braid hair specifically so she can braid MCs hair so that it stays out of her face when she’s having a hot flush or morning sickness, and making sure to have to softest, gentlest makeup wipes for her face. Jk insisting on also getting a pregnancy pillow cause he wants to match her, him growling at the alphas when he can sense she needs space but feels to shy to say so. Them (particularly Namjoon) being so nervous about sex cause now there’s more of mc to accidentally hurt, but they still never say no when she asks cause she’s their little princess and how can they say no when she’s being such a good pup growing their baby. Noodle realising she’s pregnant before anyone else and sleeping on her belly every night until the pup is born. All of them freaking out everytime she gets a fake contraction even when she assures them it’s not time yet. Them freaking out even more when it really is time. Namjoon making them all take prenatal lessons at the hospital so that they are all 100% prepared to do everything for the pup. Them doing a huge maternity photoshoot. Pregnant mc and the pack turning into absolutely love sick puppies for her 🥺☺️ and like the absolute body worship they would give her during sex cause they never imagined just HOW beautiful she’d be while big and pregnant with their pup. (I may have a tiny breeding/pregnancy kink, can you tell?/ hj)
Oh my god this fucking ask~~~ honestly me too like what is it about the idea of being babied and fussed over to this extent. Pregnant bily m/c is something that I think about often especially how cut up the pack would get just when she announced it 🥺 Namjoon and Yoongi in particular are going to be wet lumps for days afterwords ESPECIALLY yoon,
god just imagine him touching her tummy absolutely bawling- unable to sleep just holding her and looking at her with disbelief in his eyes- and Namjoon staying up late just to keep watch over her cuzs shes his pup and she’s carrying their pup and just- ah- he’s gonna burst into tears at random moments, maybe when he just sees her doing her own thing and realizes she’s starting to show a little bit <3 she’d even probably start calling him something cute like “my big soggy alpha” cuz he cries all the time <3
On the subject of a big pregnancy belly just imagine if she couldn’t bend over to tie her does and Hobi bent down to do them for her, they’d fuss over her so much when going out of the house I’m talking zipping up her jacket for her because she can’t see the bottom- even taking her shoes off in the car because her ancles get so swollen <3
Oh my god though can you imagine how much angst morning sickness would bring like- Jin and Jungkook would just about be nesting on the bathroom floor to keep her comfortable. With jiminie and Namjoon staying so so close because their alphas are just about ready to pick her up and take her to the hospital.
Jin would definitely get her on a diet of jk’s special protein shakes  full of electrolytes just to keep her body upto correct weight- so so nervous expecially if she actually lost weight in the first few weeks of pregnancy. Maybe they figure out one of the only ways that she keeps the food down is if she can’t smell the food and only can smell Yoongi’s scent which leads to a lot of sitting in the betas lap and keeping him close when she feels nauseous <3
On the subject of pregnancy sex…how bratty do you think the m/c would need to be to actually get fucked because I have a feeling that the whole pack would be like “nope our baby is too fragile to take a knot right now 🥰” meanwhile the m/c might have gotten a little addicted to Namjoon’s knot and now can’t go a week without it 🥺 he’d have to give it to her so gentle.
maybe he’d even get a little bit over protective and not let the pack touch her while knotted because his instincts make him go a little feral- I’m talking not even Jin’s muzzle would work on him. Also what if she complained about being too heavy but Namjoon sorta just picked her up and fucked her back down onto his cock anyways 🥰
Thank you for sending me this ask now I’m gonna nap thinking about how cute she’d be all pupped <3
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dancingisdangerouss · 2 years
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While Al/Grabber isn't above hurting the Reader, obviously, but in a hypothetical, would he be genuinely enraged at the idea of someone else harming her? He has HIS reasons for doing so, but how dare anyone else hurt her kind of way?
Oh yeah no, he would be pissed as hell. Poor example because I’m tired, but it’s kind of like how siblings act where they’re all “only I can make fun of them” sort of thing. He can beat Reader within an inch of her life, but god forbid someone else harms her.
I think it goes along with the possessiveness he has over her. Frankly, it gets to disturbing levels of “no one else can touch her” to even “no one else can have a relationship with her.” Like it comes to a point where even Lori is a threat, since they have such a strong bond and relationship that Al will never hope to reach.
Also, let’s be honest, he’s got such a fucked up way of seeing their relationship that I think he legitimately doesn’t like seeing her hurting unless it’s by his hand (and even then, he gets weird about it by using the masks to try and deflect having done anything to her). He’s the kind of guy to slap you, kiss the spot and apologize, and then get unreasonably upset if someone did the same thing.
So yeah, he’s extremely possessive and would go hog wild if someone else hurt Y/N, because only he’s allowed to do that. Why should he let someone else mess with what’s his?
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This au seems to have consumed my every waking thought so more info about the fix it au!! And some lil sketches :)
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Spar (he's going through his mullet phase that is not a phase but Jango would like to think it was) and a little baby clone! I didn't think of anyone specific for the baby so feel free to use your imagination.
More info!! Plot edition :)
TW: Child Abuse/Abuse In General, Captivity/Kidnapping, Threats Of Harm To Children
●Jango is fiercely protective. (We need more feral dad Jango in the world.) You probably saw that coming- but in his defense with the life that he currently has he kinda has to be protective. He would do anything for his kids, and gods forbid you touch a hair on their heads. (Palpatine learns that the hard way)
*Jango isn't the only who who's protective for that matter. His kids have their fathers DNA and they tend to show it. They won't hesitate to look out for their brothers (or their father. Do not fuck with that man. If he doesn't get you, they will)
●As I said, Jango didn't agree to this whole clone template thing, but he's here now. When he came to the realization of just what was going on and what he was expected to do- he wanted nothing more than to get the hell away (not the he could, but he did try) He was basically like an animal in a cage and helpless to his captors wrath. The kaminoians didn't hesitate to use the clones to keep him in line. Not only that, but he was expected to act and treat the clones a certain way. So, Jango decided to try and play nice and hence "Prime" was born.
●Prime is entirely a persona created to fool the Kaminoians and anyone else into thinking he's behaving how they want him to. Cruel, merciless, and a hard trainer. Prime is a mask, and only Jango and the clones know that. Away from it all, Jango is very caring and attentive father. He doesn't like having to to put on a hard face but if it protects them then so be it. (Jango has never hurt them just fyi! Even when he is acting as Prime he cannot bring himself to harm them.)
●Despite behaving as if doesn't care about the kids as Prime, he does everything in his power to advocate for them. (Ex: When they wanted to decomission Rex and Jango put his foot down. Did I mention the commander batch was in this au as well btw? Not the point. They'll come up later along with a bunch more familiar faces.)
●The Kaminoians are well aware of just how important touch is to the clones, and are not afraid to exploit it. Isolation is a very popular punishment. (They once isolated Alpha for about 2 weeks while Jango was off on a hunt. When Jango got back he was livid. He had to play it off as if he was mad for another reason like Alpha was missing training but everyone else knew the real reason. Later, away from prying eyes, Alpha got some much needed tlc.)
●The Alpha batch's native language is Mando'a. The kaminoians did not like that- hence why every clone after that is taught basic first and then mando'a later. (Aside from Boba, but Boba is just an entirely different case in general. Boba is apart of the commander batch.)
●Alpha doesn't have a name because he doesn't want one. The clones have very few things they have control of, when Alpha told Jango that he didn't want a name, Jango didn't push it. He wants to give his boys the most control of their loves as he can.
●The Kaminoians don't like that Jango started naming then in the first place, but Jango just argued that calling out a number was frustrating and annoying.
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keicordelle · 7 months
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So excited to finally be able to share the piece I wrote for KiraShion's server's 4th Collab Event! It was so much fun to work with everyone and I can't wait to get to do it again in the future!
Check out the full (18+) zine here for free!
And check out @.OxelLoxel and @.MaleratioThBard on Twitter, who did the amazing art to go along with this fic!
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Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Consent, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, NTR, Bondage
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"You- what are you doing here?" Thoma’s gaze flicked past him to the door: still closed, still silent. By the Almighty Shogun's will, may it stay that way. If he was lucky, he could find out what Tartaglia wanted and get him out of there before anyone found him. Here. In the Kamisato estate. In Thoma’s bedroom. Gods.
"I was in the area and I wanted to see you," Tartaglia answered easily. "Does it have to be more than that?"
It was always more than that with Tartaglia. Their relationship, if you could even call it that, was little more than a delicate dance on a blade's edge. A sparring match with live weapons: one wrong move and you'd find a blade through your heart. But so long as they both followed the steps to their dance, they could both come away with what they wanted. They used each other, plain and simple -- for sex, for information, for protection. There was nothing -- and no one -- Thoma would not do for the sake of the Kamisato family. If that meant sharing a bed with the Eleventh Harbinger on occasion, so be it.
The fact that it was fun was just an added bonus.
But they had never, ever met here, in his own room. Under Lord Ayato's roof. Archons. "What if someone sees you?" Thoma hissed, casting another furtive glance over at the door. The privacy it offered was little more than a mirage, a paper shield held together by wood and hope. Anyone could walk by and overhear them, or glimpse their shadows through the screen. Seven forbid Ayato himself walked by, in search of a glass of water or stumbling back to his room after another late night spent working. Blessed eternity, what would he say if he were to find Thoma here, with a Harbinger's dick buried in his ass and his own cock leaking all over his stomach? Would he be disgusted to discover just how perverse Thoma really was? Would he look down on him with contempt shining in his lilac eyes, his lips curled in revulsion? Or would it be betrayal that tightened his keen gaze as he stood over them and watched their sordid deeds, to find that his loyal retainer had sold himself to their enemies? A shiver chased up Thoma’s spine at the thought of him watching them. A shiver of apprehension -- and of arousal.
Tartaglia watched him, a knowing tilt to his lips as he followed Thoma’s gaze. The red metal of his mask glinted in the light as he tipped his head towards the door, sanguinary and menacing. "It excites you, doesn't it? To know that he might hear you. That he might see you, here with me, in his own house."
It did. Raiden preserve him, but it did. Thoma swallowed thickly, dragging his gaze back to Tartaglia. "That's-" he started. "I-" Whatever protest he might have made died, caught on his tongue. It was no use lying to him, not when he could see the evidence of Thoma’s arousal stiffening against his leg. Thoma shifted awkwardly, high spots of color burning bright on his cheeks as his eyes dropped.
Tartaglia caught his chin, cool fingers curling around his jaw as he tipped Thoma’s face back up, his grip light but unyielding. Forcing Thoma to look at him, drowning in the shallow sapphire of his eyes. "Besides," he murmured, his voice low and intimate. His breath brushed against Thoma’s lips, a ghost of his touch on his skin. "You need me. He can't do for you what I can."
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holy-mumther · 1 year
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Hey could write some relationship headcanons for a fem!reader with Kate the Chaser? If not, it's totally fine! Have a good day :)
Ok ok- so I wasn’t very familiar with Kate the Chaser so I googled her and fell down a rabbit hole lol- I’m sorry if it’s not accurate, I couldn’t find a lot about her canonically (I barely found anything on her personality, I don’t know if she doesn’t have a canon personality or not)
I think either you asked her out or you guys just acted like you were together and then everyone including yourselves just assumed you were together without making it official.
She likes going on walks with you,
She’s probably really protective of you, getting anxious when you’re away for long periods of time.
I think she would like being near or touching you at almost all times. Whether that be hugging you, holding your hand, or just being next to you so she can protect you no matter what
The only time she doesn’t want to be around you is in her chaser form. If she ever hurt you, god forbid she actually killed you, she would never forgive herself.
She thinks very highly of you, she’d be very quick to defend you. You’re hers, her love, she won’t tolerate anyone bad mouthing you.
She puts on her best self around you, she loves you and wants you to think as highly of her as she does you.
However, if the tall man didn’t like you, she’d be very split. She loves you more than anything, but he literally controls her. It’s likely if you were deemed as a problem he would simply have her kill your off.
She would never recover from that. So try your best to not get on his bad side, for both of your sakes
Random little things ;;
Like I said earlier, she’d love touching you at all times, but if you don’t like being touched then she’d respect that but she’d still be right by you
Gives you small little gifts randomly and doesn’t say anything about them.
Would go to kiss your hand then forget she has a mask on, so sometimes she just holds you hand close to her face to avoid the embarrassment of the situation
She’d adore any scars or stretch marks you have. She’d trace them with her fingers softly if you’d let her, she’d show you hers too if you wanted
She’d teach you how to fight / defend yourself if you wanted. You’re important to her and although she wants to be the one to protect you and not expose you to violence, she wouldn’t mind helping you learn
Secretly likes seeing you wear her clothes, she may happen to ‘forget’ her shirts or hoodies in your room a few too many times for it to be an accident
She can’t handle light very well so if you adapt to doing things at night or in less bright settings her heart would melt
Sorry if it’s short, I hope you liked it though, feel free to correct any mistakes I’ve made.
Also- anyone else who made requests I see them and I’ll try to finish them shortly !
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I just looked at your xiao brainrot list and cracked the hardest smile ever. I did not know i was the stone for so many things
But aaaaaaaanyways im in a brainrot mood 🙏 so! PG!Xiao making a comeback
I dont know much about Valorant, because mainly id cry if someone yelled at me but PG!Xiao would 100% get pissed if someone isn't carrying their weight in the match or trash talking on mic and STILL low on the board. Atp PG!Xiao and like two other people are carrying.
PG!Xiao in a CoD match? Id leave so fast. Immediately. I can see him being insanely good with close quarters. He probably always ranks at the leaderboard. Bro got a badge of damn honor for the amoubt of wins he has
Him in a fortnite match? He says "he doesnt take fortnite serious because of the kids and wanna go easy" till hes the last one alive and he's clenching his mouse and practically stopped breathing to focus on winning. I can, without a doubt see him always running solo natches no matter what. And he limits himself on what he buys because "its a stupid game ill delete it later" and "its a waste of money" then buys the newest pickaxe skin.
Pg!Xiao in minecraft. (The screech made me laugh) He would 100% have a hardcore world thats NEARLY on par with PhilZa's. He respects that man too much to actually showoff his building skills and calls it an insult to humanity when someone compares him to Phil. Forbid you say hes better than Phil hes immediately chewing them out.
PG!Xiao on DreamSMP? I haven't been caught up with that in like a good year honeslty, but ill use what i know. Xiao would 100% have underground tunnels connecting to important places and such. He probably knows everything that goes on, on and off streams. Bro's usually spotted in the background just watching with his stream off which makes it creepier (he claims to see how good they are at pvp and if they can even fight him). For the MCC Championship. God he treats it so casually. Hes calm and collected but each time hes first somewhere hes dying inside because he's mortified of the expectations.
Horror game? Oh my god, he collapses when Hu Tao mentions a game and tells him to stream it ("Xiao itll be funny if you scream like you that time-" "It was one time!") she drags Childe along (the fans loving named them the Ragdoll Trio because Childe practically looses his voice when he screams at a jumpscare, Hu Tao laughs so loud, and Xiao inching around every corner) and makes it worse.
PG!Xiao with his setup tho? Probably green and light blue hues? Ik. If Xiao was a faceless streamer his entire fanbase would LOVE his yaksha mask and he secretly adores it when younger fans makes him fanart. (Dont tell anyone but when they send him fanart he keeps it on a wal behind his camera/monitor so his fans wont see it and he can always feel motivated)
Also, the hater thing? Xiao's fans would absolutely without a single doubt turn from the sweetest most welcoming fans into the most rude and vile fandom on a drop of a hat. Even Xiao gets surprised when drama is brought up within the community or with another because his fans are so... a word doesnt describe how he feels when he sees them ripping apart someone for saying he cant beat a certain streamer (the tiktok comment ratio to likes is always reaching a thousand or more)
-🪶(if i spelt anything wrong my bad its 5am where i live🫶)
damn, fischl anon blessing us again-
as always, more under the cut <3
pg!xiao just hits different. just yeah-always happy he's making a comeback lmao xD
actually, i don't know much about valorant either, but i know xiao would carry his team. and yes, you are totally right- if someone is being an ass, you bet xiao will not hold back. not when his rank is at risk lmao
xiao in CoD is a monster (he's actually a monster in any game he touches but especially CoD). you bet he's actually first known for that, like the really geeky gamers just watch his CoD streams to watch him play and try and get some tips. but then they notice how he slays literally everywhere else and suddenly they are his fans <33
and i don't know much about CoD either, but you bet he's probably one of the best known players there. once you see his name pop up, you know you're fucked
xiao plays fortnite just to spite the kids <3. he will buy all skins to spite all the little brats there <3 he will be the last man standing just to spite everyone <3 and no one can convince him to stop. just- spiteful!xiao-
my days of watching minecraft streamers goes waaay back, so i don't know that many, but even i know the legend. so does xiao. and xiao looks up to this man, i can't even. all of his fans are also PhilZa fans, just because. if you stand xiao, you stan his idols too. many pray for a collab, or just the two of them playing together, but they still have to pray.
i must admit- i know just the barest scraps about DreamSMP. i don't really follow many youtubers, i don't have the time for that even tho i wish i would have. but yes- xiao is all knowing. they actually fear him, since he's so calm and just... so chill?? it doesn't help he's an absolute monster but yeah-
it's actually his fans and mods who snitch to him where everyone is. he has a team of spies (because yes he has) and they have mod roles, but are actually not mods. this helps him when he reads the full chat he always has to get his information. but sometimes it's still too fast and they just,,, spill everything in his discord server, probably whispering in vc where his enemies are. it's the best guarded secret in his fandom, you bet his fans will get feral when someone tries to spill.
RAGDOLL TRIO, RAGDOLL TRIO- yes. the one and only trio. everytime he streams with them, he always reaches super high numbers and those best of moments videos on youtube always gain millions of viewers. hu tao is super proud of that and always reposts them, while childe probably owns one of the most known fan accounts of the ragdoll trio. he just loves to edit himself <3
also, xiao is blessed with his fans. he feels so honored how they defend him but actually kind of fears them too lmao. he just prays he will never make them mad. (xiao darling, you could never-)
OKAY THAT'S IT- aaahh this was so fun?? thank you sm for sending your thoughts my dear anon <33 maybe one day i will write gamer!xiao fr. maybe when my askbox is no longer so full-
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yayaneedshercoffee · 1 year
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Chapter 6 | Messed Up Big Time
"Right then, let's chow down before it gets cold!" Soap remarks at his plate, immediately gripping his fork to toss around his scrambled eggs before popping it into his mouth. Immediately let's out a small moan at the savory meal he so desperately wanted to perfect.
Your attention props to your own plate, as you already had your fork in your hand, breaking up the scrambled eggs to make more smaller chunks to better fit your mouth, bringing it towards your lips. Wow, they smell great, but let's hope the aroma of this breakfast befits the flavor it will give off.
Propping a small chunk inside your mouth, you begin to start chewing, and not even seconds later, your eye's widened. Fuck, it's delicious, but how can he make it so savory and perfectly salted, especially since a lot of things are limited for military purposes. Your eyes met Soaps, who was already watching you, guessing he was just waiting to get a comment on his cooking.
"Soap, it's actually really good, delicious even." You let out as you finish swallowing the last bit. He grins, somehow your comment sent good feelings on him, and his body language shifted to him now sitting straight up, having a bouncy movement. His free hand then landing above his chest, sending you a smile this time.
"Aw las, it makes me joyfully knowing you appreciate my cooking, usually its though the men here take things for granted." With that said, you look behind you, watching the whole cafeteria as men converse within their own friends and groups. Damn, these so called Hero's who are sitting so close to you, yet their manners can be so distant. Hell, you even caught a few of them eating with their bare hands.
This makes you upset inside. Damn, this cheerful guy in front of you doesn't really fit in with the whole atmosphere here. Seems like these men really don't seem to care for things around them, like the mentality is just fuck it all, we're all damned anyways.
You can't really judge, because you too felt the exact same way like the whole lot before you does. Things just didn't mean much for you, and after losing everything you actually had a reason to make it back unscathed, you keep working to have a reason to stop coming back from the battlefield. But this mission felt different, somehow deep inside, you actually want to make it back.
Your attention shifts to where Ghost was sitting, immediately your expression is puzzled. He still has the mask on, and hasn't touched his plate, is he not hungry?
"Aye Ghost, you not hungry?" Soap sends to Ghost with an eyebrow raised, Soap was already almost halfway done with his, while you still wanted to savor the meal, you're a slow eater, and you'll be damned if anyone thinks about rushing you when eating.
Ghost wasn't staring off into the cafeteria, or even bothered to look towards Soaps direction to answer his question. He just kept his gaze at the table, fixed and locked, was he daydreaming?
"Earth to L.T, How Copy?" You let out with a hint of concern, using your free hand to wave in front of him. Whatever he was imagining in his head completely faded away and he gave you his attention fairly quick.
"Thought we lost you there aye L.T, you not going to eat?" You sent his way, you wanted to have a playful tone, after all, this was actually great timing for all of you to, well, to actually bond. Forming a good team relationship starts with knowing who they are and understanding them on an individual level, and you actually wanted to take this mission very seriously, you don't want to even think about the idea of crawling back to the General with a gloomy demeanor, already plastered your aura that you've failed him.
God, that uncomfortable sight, heaven forbid, you will not fail this mission, even if you tried.
Ghost hadn't moved an inch since your question was asked, but his eyes did. They narrowed a bit, giving his aura a serious one. His right hand was laying on the table while his left was to his side. His body was facing towards the center of the table.
"I don't eat in front of anyone." Ghost sternly said in your direction, eyes still narrowed right on you.
What the fuck is he here then?
Soap and you lock eyes for a second, confusion written on both of you. If he doesn't eat in front of anyone, why come here to sit with us?
"Laswell's been kidnapped." Was all you heard coming from the masked man, a short, deep groan escaping out of him afterwards.
You pause in place, unable to put the fork of eggs any closer to your face, stunned.
Soap turns to Ghost, his expression clearly showed he was shocked to the very core. "Ay! You serious right now man?!" Keeping his voice low but showing great concern, Soaps head droops downward, indicating his playfulness has fully evaporated off of him.
An affirmative "Hmm" sound comes from Ghost, eyes shifting from yours to Soaps. Holy shit, you'd didn't think Laswell was out in the field again, but even then, she'd never be the type to let her guard down.
"A rescue team involving Captain Price will proceed late afternoon to retrieve her." Ghost explains, immediately following up with, "We've gotten more intel throughout the early morning hours of who's responsible for supplying Hassan." Instantly, you straighten yourself on your chair, ears fully attentive to what's about to be said. Soap does the same, but continues to chow down his last strands of bacon.
"Who's responsible for the missiles being supplied to him?" You asked, hoping that whatever answer Ghost can provide is plausible and provides sensibility. Eyes locked on his, he turns his gaze at you, now he's really expressing some sort of discomfort, maybe even a hint of aggression.
"Cartel members." Well shit, this just got interesting. Why would members of the cartel work with a wanted terrorist? It's an interesting pairing of the two, a mystery you desperately want solved.
"I've already finished my paperwork, but I'll need the both of you to finish up business in your own rooms. I want to move out as soon as possible when we are given the okay to head out." Ghost expresses, a bit in a hurry, geez, we're given a chance to relax a bit, and he's already wanting to grab gear and head out the door.
"Wait, we? Does that mean the next mission will involve only the 3 of us?" Soap questions at Ghost, my suspicion the same as his. Damn, I guess Shepherd really found comfort in the idea of a small squad full of his favorite available players.
"Seems as though I've got to babysit you two even longer than it needs to be." Ghost retorts, immediately eyes falling onto you. What the fuck? If anything it's the opposite way around for your end.
"That's bull L.T, if anything that's my expression, seen as though you two haven't progressed until I got here." As much as that was a white lie, you still found it eligible to admit that you guys did find missiles on a mission you first attended, so in all technicality, you're somewhat correct.
A small grin forms at the side of your lips, sending a few chuckles out of Soap, giving you the 'hell yeah' face, while Ghost gives a "tssk" beneath his mask, like the one from back in the aircraft, and lays into his chair, one arm still on the table, the other, resting on and drapping over the head of the chair.
"Yeah right Reaper, you barely did shit last night." He barks out, oh man, already setting a sizzle on his grill, you decide to keep going.
"Hey, can't deny the ultimate fact, you needed me yesterday." You started off, continuing, even if it gets you in knees deep to trouble, you personally didn't give a fuck. "Me and Alpha team kept the main distraction while your men swept peacefully. I tried keeping the men who still drawn breath alive as much as I could. So, for your snarky remark last night on how I'm a mess up, comes real cheap when considering you." Pausing for a moment to read him, his body stiffened, eyes narrowed once again, already a flame rising behind them. Oh man, you got him good, but it's not enough, you needed more out of him. "If it weren't for your slow ass sweeping the buildings, we'd probably already interrogated and detained Hassan as we speak L.T, and resulting in less casualties from Alpha squad. So, need I remind you, it was in fact you who screwed up. If it weren't for my respect for you today, I would've already started paperwork in having you dismissed off the case."
Silence. Silence was just only present between the space from one end of the table to the other. Your eyes left Ghost for a moment, snapping out of whatever pissy attitude and tone you just slipped out of your mouth, turning to Soap. Jaw dropped I tell you. Man, sometimes you just leave him speechless. Fork fell into his plate, while the last chewed up bacon bits in his mouth slowly fell down as well. Gross, but expected already.
Hearing movement on your left, you catch Ghost gathering his plate together, oh crap, you fucked up big time. 'Shit Y/n, stop being such a bitch and for once stop screwing up at keeping good ties with others' you thought to yourself. You can hear a "not dealing with this shit right now" escape from Ghost, very husky and deep. Crap you actually are the worst.
"Fuck, Ghost, I didn't mean to sa-" you tried explaining yourself, but it was too late, he had ignored your pathetic excuse of an apology and just walked off. Watching him grow further distance away, he still kept his plate in hands, and turning out of sight, leading to the sleeping quarters area, you can tell he'd much prefer eating alone now.
Now you're left with just Soap, who had already grabbed a napkin to clean himself up, already tiding up his mess onto his plate. "I'm sure L.T does enjoy you around just as much as me, just give me time to cool off, then feel free to give an apology." He tells you softly, he can tell you definitely meant to say sorry, and he understands you. "I can sort of guess how he handles heated situations, so just give him some space, I'm sure he does want an apology." Soap  says with a small smile, standing up and walking to your side, he places a hand on your shoulder, and look up at him, he tells you, "later las'! Hope it goes well between you too." following a few pats, then finally walking off.
Now it's just you along with your almost finished plate. You're not even hungry anymore to finish, disgusted at how rude you came off earlier. Fuck man, you didn't have to say all of that, even if it was true, sometimes it hurts more than it needs to be. Okay, now you gotta start thinking of how to approach him and get your apology to be heard. I guess I should stop stalling, and head straight to where he was, his room. No wait, Soap advised you not to immediately start that, I need to give him time alone to cool off, otherwise, I'd think Ghost would smash my brains out by slamming the door with my neck peaking inside his room, and probably mount it on a wall.
You stand yourself up, gathering your mess, heading towards the trash bin to empty out your tray, shaking off all the remaining food left on your plate, and placing the dishes on top of the bin where they started pulling up on.
Your plan of action was to just head over to your mailbox in the community center, to grab the paperwork Ghost had mentioned for you and Soap to look over and go through. Shit, this stacks huge, it's literally the size of your whole abdomen if you really compared. How the fuck did Ghost get done with his already? You look over at the clock on top of a metal doorway, it reads 10:23 AM, damn he must've been awake the whole night, because there's no chance he'd get a perfect nights rest and finish it all before breakfast.
Immediately grunting at the surprising weight it holds off, you start strutting down some hallways, towards the sleeping quarters, where it just so conveniently has your room at the very end, last room in the farthest hallway. Isn't that just peachy?
It's whatever, you actually deserve some sort of karma. Alright, let's get through this pain in the ass part of the job. The quicker you finish, the faster you can go apologize. A little part of you doesn't want to even go near him, but you're too stubborn, you actually want to see him later, and forming once again, a clean slate with him.
Fuck, you're dreading the day ahead of you.
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shirayoru · 2 years
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Okay so I tried myself at hc and idk those are just a few unpopular/unknown slashers I love to death I have pretty broken English so yeahhh anywaysss
James/ hazard jack
 Relationship would include:
- a lot and I mean A LOT of trauma dumping and flashbacks, those also include his quick angry outburst
- be prepared for those too and don't take it to hard if he leaches out on you
- he doesn't mean it really :( he is a great man
- he will apologize tho! And God forbid if he hurted you while doing so 
- it sadly happens quite a lot and anything could be the cause, even tho he tries not having them around you but it's really really hard to control them
- he is probably really obsessive
- he doesn't want to lose you, not like he lost others
- it is hard for him to understand those feelings again it is probably quite the time he felt those
- he is incredibly awkward really
- when he sees you standing on the other side of a hall and he just.. stares until he uncomfortably waved a bit
- wave back or he will get sad 
- if he sees you being to close with someone his more possessive side would come in action, again other people means losing you to someone maybe better
- he is afraid you will find someone more.. normal
- so of their heads go, without you knowing.. or so he tries
- he can't go into the city so eating animals (and maybe even other people) it was but with you?? FINALLY REAL FOOD AGAIN!
- get him... EVERYTHING this man will eat it in no time
- James does have a quite a lot of emotions he can't control, he knows what he does is wrong but it became his Outlet to everything
- it is a part of him, he tried to stop but he simply couldn't, killing became his coping mechanism
- the blood and screams calms him as horrible and morbid as it sounds
- some think it would trigger him but it somehow doesn't and trust me he is confused about it to
- touch starved men but also afraid at the same time
- he wants you sweet soft hands all over him but what if right after you see what he really his or more became and then leave??
- give him a lot of reassurance please
- he will get addicted to your touch real quick tho
- touching his face is a whole another problem
- he isn't particular afraid but, like killing, it made him feel safe especially before he had you
- it protected him and gave him still a layer where people simply couldn't see trough him
- he will take it of after a while tho he is just a bit afraid that he will get hurt right after
- again R-E-A-S-S-U-R-A-N-C-E
- overall he is being trough a lot and you now here and helping him makes it all so much better and safer, he has you and he doesn't need anything else now <3
Dating Karl Dixon/Paintball killer would include:
- Reassurance to the brim! He has being trough a lot and I mean a lot a lot, he is unsure of himself and never got the chance to fully let this shown
- also he most likely is afraid of a relationship, stella was the only girl he ever loved (before you obviously) and even she somehow in someway betrayed him
- possessive has heck and he reasons it, he can't let his new soulmate go so easy not after you accepted him like he was
- if you knew each other since school and was also protective of him right after the whole date fiasco he is even more clinger to you
- he is quite a funny guy actually and loves to joke around a bit, it calms him especially if you join!
- he isn't afraid to show his face, he will take his mask of as soon as no one is at the ruins 
- he does kill after his class simply because it gave him the power he never had in school
- he gets jealous easy again do to school, so he will take anyone talking with you as a thread and therefore should be killed immediately
- Karl is.. difficult to read you sometimes can't make out if he is angry or not especially because he still refuses to talk
- after a decent amount of time tho it can become a bit easier especially after he started saying a few words here and there
- please get him a therapist
- he wouldn't wanna go back home so either you stay with him at the ruins or let him move in with you
- you will still find him at the ruins tho
- yes he loves paintball like really, he is also incredibly good at it!
- please play with him whenever he is asking :(
- overall Karl is insecure about him even tho he doesn't show it often just know that he needs a lot of reassurance and promises and make sure he knows how much you truly love him (unlike a certain someone- looking at you stella-)
Slasher---
Dating Micheal gibbsion:
(Changed the plot a bit here sry,sry)
- you know that he being a known series killer is complicates to live peacefully
- especially after your first date
- he didn't told you from the beginning but about a month in he just was like:" btw I am the infamous Bible doll killer, love you"
- obviously you where shocked but well you loved him
- what you didn't loved was his dumbass idea of going to the "$la$her$" show to get a good laugh
- he dragged you with him and swore on his life that you two will survive
- if not, and I quote, :"if we don't make it I promise I will kill myself for you <3" in the most loving way
- boy does he BRAG with you at the show literally showing you off and all and he gets so much more handsy then he already is
- Micheal is like I said a really handsy and touch starved person, like he wants to hold your hand right now y/n! Don't deny him
- kisses everywhere and anywhere
- like you could be in the middle of running away from the preacher and he will take a quick kiss
- he is a horny as fuck and if you are down for it would do it while being in the show
- like I said he likes showing you off so if you would do it in that love room he absolutely will be a mess
- tbh ur just as crazy as he is
- he cares about you so don't even think about leaving his side your his and ONLY his
- he is a fanboy of most of the slashers in the show especially the doc
- so that means showing you off infront of him at any time
- d̶̶o̶̶n̶'̶t̶̶ ̶̶q̶̶u̶̶o̶̶t̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶m̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶b̶̶u̶̶t̶̶ ̶̶t̶̶h̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶d̶̶o̶̶c̶̶t̶̶o̶̶r̶̶ ̶̶h̶̶i̶̶g̶̶h̶̶k̶̶e̶̶y̶̶ ̶̶g̶̶e̶̶t̶̶s̶̶ ̶̶h̶̶o̶̶r̶̶n̶̶y̶̶ ̶̶f̶̶r̶̶o̶̶m̶̶ ̶̶t̶̶h̶̶a̶̶t̶̶ ̶
- he is crazy, you are crazy and you both are stuck in a show for now and if he decides to confess and does it infron of Megan u stop him so he doesn't talk whole being on break
- he didn't confess tho and you two ended up being the winners <3
- he loves you even more after that, he had no idea why you make him so happy and let him sometimes forget his desires but he is so happy to have you
Chainsaw Charlie Dating:
(Again changed plot and bg)
- mhh going in for some crazy ridesss..
- let me get this straight first, the longer he "played" Charlie the more he..well became Charlie
- idk how it would happen but let's juts pretend you two meet at the show
- this man would find interest in you fast and doesn't waste time
- well maybe he would play around with you way way more and let's you go here and there
- he does use the most fucked up but at the same time cutest pick up lines you ever heard
- he has saved them just for you
- yep ripping you shirt with his saw was an absolute accident y/n! Don't be mad at him
(And ripper told him to lol)
- if he could he would make out in the show like literally he just could have killed someone and goes:" girl wanna fuck?"
- it is more of a joke but when you joke back with a yes... he won't get off from ya
- he loves to change his more higher 'charlie' voice with the cracked up accent to his dark one whenever he is close enough to you
- he is quite obsessed with you so any other slasher getting to you is a death wish
- knows you return his feelings... you will
- yes he watched Texas chainsaw massacre
- yes he loved it
- yes he is a leatherface fanboy
- yes he will use his saw on you *wink wink*
- he can be gentle if he can hold still and will randomly wants cuddles
- " howdy my favorite girl~" *takes you and cuddle up in a corner*
- after the show you two are now together and live on his actual farm
- until he needs to work again smh
- obv you come with him. And if you even are in the crowd holding up anything to support him he will melt away
- he loves you so fucking much thx for coming Into the show hun~~~
Dating the doc would include:
(Again changes Hc that if longer on the show they more become their character lolol)
- first of again let's assume you two somehow in someway meet in the show!
- when he first realized that 'shit they hot af I wanna smash them against a wall but also cuddle up with them' he goes straight ahead!
- well.. no so much he is confused just a bit and just tries a few tactics
- the first one was simple, give you more attention by making the survival even harder for you!
- extra scares, hunting you more often, maybe just maybe give you a scratch or two
- but soon he will realised 'shit that ain't working' so how about the complete opposite??
- letting you escape a few times, running after others may even helping you here and there
- and when one time he was infront of you alone without even the camera he just dropped it:" listen I would love to have a nurse, I Mean what It's a doctor without one!"
- how THIS get to you? You have no idea, it was stupid such a stupid pick-up line if you could even call it a pick-up line
- but it did get to you so woo now you are in a relationship <3
- he still loves to mess with you even after 'work' when he invited you to his home
- he will be a bit softer but well he basically is the doc now so yeah that crazy will still be there
- If you thought that perverted side of him is gonna dissappear after the show, you where so fucking wrong
- he takes your underwear like you two wouldn't live in one household??
- you need to hide them from him :-:
- and oh if you would know about all the thoughts he had..
- and besides that he still his Dr. Ripper-
- so yes he does tear your clothes apart in the most loving way <3
- but will buy you new ones
- it's an endless circle
- much like Charlie would absolutely go crazy if you support him in the next season when he is in
- like he will go extra, EXTRA for you
- pls show him of-
- even tho he is a crazy maniac this mf loves you so bad he won't even let you go to other (normal) doctors!
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katachresis · 7 months
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i might've gotten hit on earlier today, but i can't tell for sure. i was standing there in the grocery store looking at some items, and this guy just walked up to stop next to me. i could see him (i am just assuming he/him for the sake of ease, but i'm sorry to that random guy if the pronouns are incorrect) out the corner of my eye and he was just standing there, not moving. so naturally i thought he was trying to take a closer look at the same things i was looking at and started shuffling to the side to make way with an embarrassed little "excuse me" (god forbid i take up space and get in anyone's way), but he stopped me by reaching out like he was going to catch my arm and saying, "wait, no!"
that was when i noticed that he'd been facing me the whole time. i finally looked at him, and yup, he was looking right at me like he wanted something. for a sec there i thought he'd mistaken me for an employee at the store and was going to ask me a question, but he said, "hi, i like your glasses."
i said, "thanks, i like my glasses, too," and turned away, thinking the interaction was over with. but it was not. the guy kept talking. he said, "i come to this store a lot, and i haven't seen you before. i just wanted to introduce myself." (this made me think: what are you, the grocery police? are you big brothering this store?) "i'm [name i forgot in 5 seconds]. what's yours?" i was perplexed but felt obligated to entertain this strange encounter that reminded me of when you're playing skyrim and a courier stops you in the middle of the road and forces you into dialogue. i told him my name, then had to repeat myself when he didn't hear the first time, and then didn't bother correcting him when he got it wrong the second time. he stuck out a hand, and i shook it even though i hate when strangers touch me because i've been very diligently honing my "normal person" act and resurrecting it from the shambles it'd been in.
again, i thought the interaction was over and i had my goodbyes ready to fire at will, but he just kept talking. he asked, "so, uh, are you... um, a student? here? at [local college]?" this is when it occurred to me that this might be a weird attempt to hit on me. i said, "no." no elaboration.
there was a moment of awkward silence before he started sputtering out stuff like "it's totally fine!" and "that's okay!" and whatnot, trying to reassure me that he totally wasn't judging me for (i am assuming that he assumed) not going to college. for some reason it just didn't occur to him that i could go/have gone to another place that wasn't the Aforementioned Local College. it wasn't like i was looking to give him more info about myself so i didn't break it to him that other colleges exist. instead i just said, "i'm past the age for college," to 1. dissuade him from hitting on me, if that was what he was doing (he seemed college aged) and 2. get him to stop trying to say that he was woke and didn't judge people without a college education without actually saying it.
was it a lie? technically? i mean, besides the fact that there is no "age for college," i'm within the age range of the typical graduate student. but it's true that i'm outside of the age range of the typical undergraduate seeking a 4 year degree, which is what most people think of when they think "college." and anyway, wording it like that did what i wanted it to do (if he was hitting on me). that guy immediately jumped to the conclusion i was in my 30s or 40s, and then wholeheartedly bought into his own assumption. i could tell because i could see his Face Journey.
a couple more moments of awkward silence passed before he said, "oh...sorry... you, uh, have a young face, wow." yeah, i bet my ambiguously 16-20 year old face looks young, but... what face, young man? i was wearing a mask and baseball cap. all you could see of my face were my glasses and eyes. but i didn't say any of that. i just thanked him with my best "middle aged lady" voice and went back to pondering my groceries. he stuttered out something about seeing me around and shuffled away.
anyway i don't want to think about this anymore. i hate suspecting interactions of being flirting because it feels kind of conceited but also i just hate feeling so...paranoid? i want to believe that people can just be friendly to the point of randomly walking up to a stranger to introduce themself for no reason, no ulterior motives. give me back my teenage obliviousness where the concept of someone flirting with me was so utterly alien that i never once had reason to suspect anyone of anything.
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arthurjohn123 · 10 months
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Aphrodite's Testament
A fairytale
Once upon a time  a Prince was born in a faraway kingdom, whose beauty surpassed Aphrodite’s. This moment was nothing short of a miracle to Queen Marie and King Henry, as the two have prayed every night for this to happen. A priest told them to do this as their bloodline has been cursed with such hideousness people would faint from just getting a glimpse of them. This curse was implemented a decade ago by an envious witch who wished to look as beautiful as them. Distraught with such a predicament, they committed their everything to ensure their firstborn does not suffer such a fate. After many years of praying, wishing and longing for this very moment to happen, the gods decided to finally bestow them an offspring whose appearance was so unmatched even Narcissus would fall in love with him, and not his reflection. The moment he was born, the priest suggested the family follow his guidance as he will ensure the baby will stay beautiful forever, if not become even more handsome. Greedily and without thinking, they listened to his words no matter what, the world could burn for all they care, and they would still take the priest’s advice.
The Prince’s name is Ray, a boy whose presence reminded the kingdom of nothing but sunrays, bright and eye-catching. His gorgeous dark hair and jade green eyes have always been revered and recognised by the public wherever he went. Throughout his life, the royal family struggled to take him anywhere without people getting in the way of their carriage. They would scream and shout praises till their voices got hoarse, it was as if he was a spectacle of some kind. He didn’t do anything worthy of attention, nor could he really as he was just a toddler by then. Perhaps his appearance reminded many people of the paintings of his great grandparents, whose beauty was just as astonishing as his. However, the difference is that they won the genetic lottery, meanwhile Aphrodite graced Ray with such beauty that outshine her own. Hence everyone knew he was special, as they felt simply blessed just by looking at him unlike his parents, whose ugliness was always hidden behind curtains, fans and masks. His appearance was regarded as something holy to look at, and touch which has happened frequently. Peasants, merchants and nobles alike always wanted to take a closer look at him, claiming that their souls will be cleansed, and the amount of times these instances occurred only increased the older he got. They would mutter how soft his skin is, how unblemished it was and how he was a masterpiece of some kind. These words would echo in his mind from sunset till sunrise, leaving him exhausted. Thinking about anything but their slimy hands nauseated him so much that he would vomit and fall ill for days. 
The royal family did not enjoy others touching him but the moment they saw the consequences of that happening, they decided to immediately forbid anyone from touching him again lest they wanted to be impaled or put in jail for eternity. Little did they know, the crimes committed against him would only become worse and worse… People coming from all kinds of backgrounds would break into their castle and try to kidnap him. It did not matter how many guards they had outside of his bedroom and outside his window, these desperate and filthy people would always find a way to get their hands on little Ray. 
The amount of these occurrences would increase as he got older, and one of the worst ones happened when he was nine years old. While he can remember many of these instances like yesterday, where each one of them left him in cold sweat, there was one incident that stood out the most, it is the one that leaves his unblemished face pale as a ghost. It was the night of the King’s birthday, and he had invited all of his relatives and the elites, making the entire castle very crowded. So, to avoid all this the young Prince decided to excuse himself and go to bed early that evening which saddened many guests but they let him go anyway because they understood the importance of beauty sleep. Ray thought this night was gonna be mundane as many other previous nights excluding those times he almost got kidnapped. But little did the boy know, one of the male guests got a tad bit too attached to him and followed him all the way to his bedroom silently. This old man probably hid himself somewhere in his room unbeknownst to the boy’s knowledge, and watched the maid help him get undressed and then put his night clothes on. The stalker got to see everything he hid underneath those expensive garments he wore almost everyday, and they got a closer look at him the moment the maid left him unattended for the night. He moved closer to him, and simply admired him while he was asleep. Driven by a complete want for him, he laid beside him under the covers, stroked his hair and quietly muttered praises as if he was his mother. Slowly but surely, impure thoughts began to cloud his obsessive mind, and he removed his covers and started to touch him. This woke the boy up and before he could do or say anything he covered his mouth with his hand and continued to explore his undeveloped body. He wanted to kick and scream but he couldn’t, he was too weak and he felt like he had no control of his body, hence he remained completely paralysed below him. What shocked him the most was when he tore his nightgown off and spread his thin legs apart. It was very dark so he couldn’t see what the man was doing, but he recalls the sound of him undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. Suddenly, the old man stopped the moment his maid burst into the room, with a candle in her hand she yelled at the man to get off of the Prince. Everything happened so quickly, because the next second he saw the man being dragged out by the guards, half naked, kicking and screaming as if he threw a tantrum. After one of the guards slammed the door closed, the maid made her way over to him, and the moment she witnessed his torn up nightgown she told Ray he needed to see the priest immediately.
The journey to the priest was very short, and the Prince travelled to him in a carriage with his parents. Once they got there, it was as if the priest could read through Ray and could retell the parents all the details of what had happened to their beautiful son. The priest claimed the boy’s jade green eyes had gotten dull from trauma and facing something extremely sinful.
‘We must cleanse the Prince from the horror that he has witnessed. With Aphrodie’s help, maybe she will help him go back to the state of salvation and purity once more. He has become impure… And he has fallen victim to its consequences. If he does not become pure once more, his boyhood will be likened to a withered rose, impure, filthy, and worthless. We will have failed what Aphrodite has asked us to do, which is to protect him and his purity.’  The priest explained, agitated, and upset over the incident.
‘Then… Wh-what shall we do? You are our only hope because you’re the only one who can speak to the gods... Especially Aphrodite. She listens to no one but you, Sir.’ The king exclaimed, whilst holding his wife who became dizzy and almost delirious over the horrific situation their son has been through. Her husband used his free hand to dab a cloth on her damp forehead gently, to keep her cool as he was worried this might happen, and he was nothing short of correct.
‘Build Ray a tower, so high that it touches the clouds, it is only then Aphrodite might forgive us for our shameful mistakes. His beauty needs to remain untouched, even by the Prince himself as he cannot be allowed to get dirty ever again. Lust is the most dangerous sin and we cannot have him fall in love with his own reflection, like Narcissus did. Therefore, your highness, we must ban mirrors and anything too shiny from coming into the tower.’
From then onwards, the boy lived above the clouds for many years, alone and protected from anything that could further sully his purity. Everyone but Ray knew how defiled he had become after that night both physically and mentally. Hence, they believed Aphrodite’s idea of retribution was to keep him as sinless and pure as a newborn, if not more, especially for his potential wives. Letter after letter, was sent from every corner of the world, where beggars, commoners, and royalties alike have asked his parents to wed off their daughters to him. By the end of the year, the amount of letters would brim the royal family’s ballroom, which was one of the grandest rooms to be in. 
It seems that the older he got, the higher the number of proposals would be sent every year. Even so, nobody dared to pay him a visit ever since the incident, and thus the Prince came to live in isolation for many years to come. This left the world a big mystery, as almost nobody but his closest knew how beautiful he had become over time. 
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