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gifti3 · 9 months
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Asmo seems like the kind of person who acts normal (as normal as an asmo can be) about mc having a breakout but dreads the idea of them seeing even a single blemish on his skin
This can be interrupted as haha goofy ahhh or i can turn this into a serious thing where asmo cant let ppl know hes less than perfect or he'll disintegrate
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radiance1 · 7 months
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You know I had this real random au I made on discord on my other account that I logged out of and subsequently lost!
Where Vlad was a priest and Plasmius is his contractually obligated partner.
Except, said contract is actually 50-50 all the way on the scale of a good deal, but meh.
So baaaaaaasically, Plasmius was (I think) a demon that appeared before Vlad while he was in the hospital suffering from Ecto-acne and basically gave him a:
"Bind yourself to me or die."
Offer.
Like, literally. Vlad became Plasmius' vessel in the mortal world and Vlad is free to live his life. Well, whenever Plasmius wasn't living his life that is.
Which is pretty rare but anyways.
Vlad was a goddamn workaholic who spent most of his time working away on whatever little thing he could, before the rest of that time was spent with Plasmius taking over his body and doing whatever he wanted.
Most of which, due to having a mortal vessel and not as durable as his demon body, ended up with Vlad being injured a few times than not before Plasmius got a grasp on what Vlad's body could and couldn't take, well, compared to his other human vessels he's had in the past of course.
Then, a few years later, or whatever, Vlad and Plasmius have been going around killing a multitude of priests. Mostly the ones that have a high position and the like, and having Vlad replace them and work there for a while.
Why?
Because Plasmius wanted to find a suitable vessel for his son.
Which Vlad was totally a-okay, the killing priests part and taking their place he means. Taking over their roles were surprisingly easy, and he's memorized enough verses that he could recite the entire thing back-to-back from book to book with no real difficulty.
Oh, and he also found how to make holy water! And he could even confidently say that it works because, hey! He's literally the guy being possessed right now, and if it works against him then it'll definitely work on your probably possessed child, miss Samantha!
(He doesn't tell about the demon possessing him part of course, because that would be more paint something that most surely works in a negative light.)
It quite literally never even became a thought in his mind to try and use said holy water against, well, you know. The literal demon possessing him.
But hey, Plasmius brought it up once and Vlad just gave him the most, blank-eyed stare he's ever seen, and then just moved on with his life.
And Plasmius?
Well shit, he's realized he's picked a wonderful vessel.
(Usually, they would try to eject or kill him at their first opportunity, which is quite rude since he helped. But y'know, past is past and what not.)
So then comes time, after Vlad's like, 25th switcharoo they managed to find a picture perfect vessel for Plasmius' son, and he's like:
Plasmius: Kill him.
Vlad: What-
Like, kill priests? Sure no problem Vlad legit does not care, but killing a child? Not something he can do, he gets some shade for his decision, of course, but he's adamant about it.
So Plasmius, powerful demon from hell who is used to taking what he wants.
Lets him.
At the cost of the boy becoming his son's newest and first ever vessel of course.
And Vlad was kinda on the fence about this, but due to the contract- in which he stated that he'll do anything so long as he lives- is, well, there, he had to chose between the two.
And that, was how one young Daniel Fenton, was made the vessel of demon going by the name of Phantom.
Of course, he wasn't happy about such a thing, but it was going to happen eventually, so at least compared to the original plan he'll live.
(Can't remember if Danny's fam was alive or not here, so I'll just say they dead as hell in that Nasty Burger explosion. Cept it was more of a celebration thing, and Danny was running a little late on his way there and then BOOM.)
Vlad tries to make Danny as comfortable as possible after the possession, and of course Danny isn't happy about it, give all three of them snark and sass and being a genuine little shit. Except Phantom doesn't like that, and since Danny is the equivalent of a newly gotten toy, it doesn't end well for him.
Mostly, in the form of numerous injuries that leads to Plasmius lecturing his son about how fragile mortals are and some- looking at Vlad- even more fragile than some others
You know, since he was trapped in a bed for years and all that.
So then Plasmius and Danny wander around, dragging their vessels along behind them. Vlad and Danny do get a quiet a bit closer during this time, Vlad explaning that hey, he didn't want to subject a child to his fate, but it was either that or death so.
And that kinda thaws the ice a little between them.
Vlad says that it'll eventually get better, he's been at this for years and Plasmius regards him as either his most loyal henchmen.
Which is an upgrade from being viewed as a pet since he can actually add his opinions now, well, he could before but now Plasmius would actually take them into consideration if Vlad doesn't wanna do this or that.
Danny is very obviously bummed out about that, and also kinda pitying Vlad but is also still dealing with the trauma of his family and friends exploding and then having to share (Not really even THAT) a body with a demon who leaves him injured far more often than not because of his stunts.
Well, you could say he isn't having a good time.
Then, cut to a while later, and Vlad managed to make these things that allow for them to be separated, but not past a certain point.
Why?
Because Vlad was getting tired about Plasmius' wants for his body getting in the way of working through Vladco (a business idea he pitched and Plasmius backed once he found out he needed money) and there's only so much mental calculations he could do before he tries to find a way around this.
Plasmius thought that Vlad was finally about to do the expected 'fight back against the possessor' and was even a little hurt, before realizing that no, said thought still hasn't crossed his host's mind and he's just upset that he couldn't work on Vladco because of Plasmius' need of his body.
Plasmius, once again. Realized he picked a wonderful host, though this time he thinks there may be a little something wrong with him.
But that's okay, he still loves his henchmen regardless.
Meanwhile, Danny and Phantom are ecstatic, more so Phantom than Danny, and instantly use them. Thankfully, unlike the rings Vlad and Plasmius have, they have bracelets, the point extends city wide comfortably, a fair bit while past that if they strain it though.
So, Danny has been having the best time of his life now, able to spend it doing normal teen things instead of stunts that'll injure him or kill him and having fun.
Phantom?
Well.
He joined the Super scene.
If I remember correctly, he was a hero and his father played the villain, mostly because Phantom wanted to play as a hero, but he didn't have a nemesis like everyone else or something so-
Then for Phantom and Dann's birthday (Phantom kinda declared Danny's birthday his because it was the day he came to the mortal plane), Plasmius decided to kidnap various heroes to participate in an escape game that's really just an elaborate ploy for said party.
Some balloons here and there, confetti, a few gifts and a lot of things you wouldn't expect when kidnapped by a villain. Then at the end there was a birthday cake and a Happy birthday sign hung up there.
Then a Tv turned on and it showed Plasmius, sitting there in a classic villain chair with Vlad standing next to him- a surprise to most heroes there since Vladco was relatively clean actually- and then Plasmius going Happy birthday and then waving over at Vlad saying that he planned most of it.
Kidnapping various heroes was his idea, of course.
But everything else, from the design of each room to the traps to gifts and all of that, and Phantom excitedly shouts a thanks Dad and Papa, with Danny giving a quieter thanks Dad, which leaves the two of them shocked. Then Vlad, who was currently standing to Plasmius' side and working through Vladco investments and business opportunities, tries to play it cool but everyone (heroes included) can see the pink dusting his ears.
While Plasmius is just laughing his ass off at Vlad's reaction.
That's all I can remember right now, of course with a few tweaks here and there because, well, you can probably tell why.
Oh right, there was also this funny thing where, because of the matching rings that Vlad made and the two were wearing. The heroes thought they were married lmao.
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quitealotofsodapop · 8 months
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Hmm...actually, once the identities are revealed...how do Sandy, Pigsy and Tang feel about whenever SWK or Mac casually drop a gods name casually, like "Oh, Nezha said he might drop by later", like that has to feel weird, y'know?
Macaque tries to keep things subtle around the noodle shop gang, but Wukong slips up occasionally.
When Nezha first appears at the shop pre-reveal looking like a grungy teenage demon with snake features (he's associated with them in the mythos) and SWK welcomes him warmly - Pigsy and Tang just assume the kid is relative that the monkey couple trusted enough to know where they are. Soon Nezha starts to get used to being treated like An Actual Child by adults who care about him and his mature facade starts to break down. The noodle shop gang think its more that the kid has a rough home life and needs a safe place to hang out. So whats the harm in letting the little guy stay too?
After the two monkey's are revealled as the Monkey King and the Six Eared Macaque however? Many questions are asked.
Pigsy: *turns to look at "Nez"* Nezha: "..." Pigsy: "Let me guess... Lotus Prince right?" Nezha: "Yeah." Pigsy: "You gonna turn back into your real form or...?" Nezha, looking a bit bashful: "What if I told you the snake-y and gross teenage stuff was my real form?" Tang: "Oh my gosh... you need acne cream." Pigsy: "TANG!" Tang: "I'm just saying! Human puberty is bad enough! Imagine being immortal with it! He needs to keep moisturized!" Pigsy: "Well, atleast he's been eating decently since he's been here... could use more protein though." Sandy: "And plenty of rest! You can't burn the candle at both ends! Even if it's infinite!" Nezha: *is honestly touched* (T▽T)
But yeah the gang do get confused at times when the monkeys bring up random names in history/mythology they know. Like "Cooking with Chang'e" airs one night, and Macaque randomly mentions:
Macaque: "Huh, she's on tv? She used to be really nervous with public speaking when we were little." Pigsy, shellshocked: "How do you know that!?" Macaque: "She's my sister, duh. I was born from a moon rock. She helped raise me until I moved to Flower Fruit Mountain to be with other Monkey demons." Pigsy: *incomprehensible spluttering* Tang: "Does she actually like mooncakes, or is that more a commercial thing?" Macaque: "She likes them, but her favorite kind has osmanthus in it." Pigsy & Tang: *aggressively takes notes for different reasons*
After a while it gets more annoying than amazing. Especially since Pigsy was already unimpressed with any immortal who wasn't Chang'e.
Erlang: "I require an audience with Sun Wukong." Pigsy, not even looking up from the stove: "He's on break." Erlang: "I assume you did not hear me correctly. I require an immediate audience with Sun Wukong." Pigsy: "And I told you: HE'S ON BREAK! Now you wait, buy something, or scram!" Erlang, stunned: "......lamb noodles please." *Wukong returns from break to see Erlang feeding his dog bits of lamb.* Erlang: "Wukong, you must understand that my visit is not one of pleasure. I have tasked myself to inquire about the status of your mission regarding The Egg." Wukong: "No egg here! Except for whats in the fridge. Hehehe." *dad joke* Erlang, glaring with all three eyes: "Hmm..." Wukong: *sweating nervously* Erlang: "...ok. I can see that you're truthful in that there is no Cosmic Egg present in this facility. Why you busy yourself in these mortals matters is beyond me. But be warned simian..." Wukong: "What?" Erlang: "We should spar more often, bro. Me and the Plum Hill boys starting to miss you on the training grounds. Plus you're starting to look fluffier." *Erlang and his dog leaves* Wukong: "Phew! Glad I got rid of him!" Macaque, returns from getting cheese tea, visibly pregnant: "What that jerk want?" Wukong: "Old work stuff." Macaque: "He's lucky I'm incapacitated, or I would have neutered him to match his hound." Wukong: "I know you would." Tang: *trying desperately not to explode cus was that just Erlang Shen?!*
Sandy is a lot more chill. That person he just talked to was a god? That's cool! Hope he's made a new friend today! Accidentally befriends a bunch of them just by being a cool dude. The dragon kingdoms think he's a great ambassador.
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headless609 · 5 months
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SP-High School Head Canons
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Stan: 
In high school, Stan got worse with Randy and Shelley. Due to that, he has gone through a deeper depression. What’s stopping him from spiraling down  are his mom and his frequent occurrences with a busy Kyle. He is really greasy and has painful acne  however is still quite popular, even joining football. Although his popularity he still dosent achieve Wendy’s heart (RIP :,( ) He has average grades and will often gets C and B. He is still a whale lover and wants to peruse in ocean biology and go to Seattle too. He dosent study much though and believes that a force will guide him too it if that’s what he’s meant to do. Even with his free time though his relationships are strained. Kyle is always busy. Cartman is not funnest to hang around if you have sanity left. Kenny is often working at jobs or with Cartman and Butters. And Butters… is Butters.  Stan tried to stay away from alcohol… but who knows how long that will last. 
Kyle: 
Kyle is still a nerd kid. He is also a try hard. He has practically given up on personal hygiene and has let his acne and hair run wild. He still has anger issues and now that he is striving for a perfect record for colleges, he can’t go and “save South Park from Cartman’s evil schemes” because that meant some blood on Kyle’s knuckles. So he lets his anger out in basketball where his height is an advantage. With all his work, basketball matches, studying, tutoring, and very little sleep. Kyle rarely ever gets to see his friend. Luckily for him, he has a very obsessed friend who is willing to sneak through is window and drag is ass outside. (Also Kyle still gets no bitches lol)
Cartman:
Him and Butters are the only ones who don’t have acne stricken faces. Not only that but Cartman’s hair is not greasy or filled with sticks and dead rats( cough Kenny cough). He is still a dramatic crybaby and still manipulative (AND FAT, OMG I FIND IT SO WEIRD WHEN THEY SLIM HIM DOWN OR SAY HE GREW INTO HIS FAT, HE DIDN’T) He gossips with Butters and Shelley and does skin care masks with them. He also has glasses because of his one brown eye that has gotten worse in sight( he couldn’t get Kenny to give him another eye) He dosent do any sports although has joked about joint the cheer leading team. For education, the teachers have given up on trying to fail Cartman so every year they let him cause they don’t want another year with his fat ass. Speaking of fat ass he is still super insecure and his mental gymnastics are slowing fading. What will happen when Cartman finally faces his demons?
Kenny: 
Although being older and high school, Kenny hasn’t changed much. While yea he uses drugs to ease his pain from all his gruesome deaths he makes sure Karen dosent see any of it. He also still deeply cares for Karen. He tries to get Karen to go to her friends sleepovers as much as possible. He does the same, often crashing Cartman’s house due to his absent dad and neglectful mom doing the deeds. He works hard too, although unlike Kyle, who just helps in a public library, Kenny works for multiple jobs including waiter, janitor, cashier, etc. He hopes to move out with his friends and Karen, out of town. 
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oneforthemunny · 10 months
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for horny hours
older eddie or rokkstar eddie and their breeding kink 😨
ya know... I've touched on older!eddie's before (baby, I'm yours if you're feeling a little horny tonight) so let's do rockstar!eddie. minors dni 18+
also for timeline, she's pregnant with the twins but before she knew it was the twins. very early into the pregnancy.
"eddie, please." you groaned, exhausted and far too tired for whatever bullshit he was about to try with you. judging by the stiffness you felt on your ass, you knew what he was up to.
"c'mon," eddie rasped, lips pressed to your jaw, trailing in a sloppy, hot wet kiss down your neck. "please, baby. you look so good right now."
you did peel your eye open to huff, looking over at him challengingly. good would be the last thing you'd describe yourself right now. in sweats and one of his t-shirts, wiped out entirely from the girls and the pregnancy hormones. first trimester was always hard for you, always zapped energy and sick beyond measure. for whatever reason, this one was brutal, worse than persephone or kensington.
despite the acne on your chin that was angry and clustered, or the fact that you had thrown up twice before bed (morning sickness was a myth this time, it was around the clock sickness), eddie was insatiable.
"stop." you huffed, rolling away from him entirely. "'m too tired for this."
eddie's face fell, eyes rounding delicately at you, but he knew better than to try and coax you more. he'd learned that the first time around. "'m sorry, princess." eddie muttered, hand reaching out to stroke your hair. you curled into him, his soft touch soothing and sweet. he grinned. "you just look pretty, baby. you know I can't help it when you look this good."
you snorted, rolling your eyes at him. "please." you scoffed. "I'm bloated, and sick, and I look like shit."
"you don't look like shit." eddie frowned. "you look so good."
"you don't have to lie to me, ed." you glared at him lightly. "I'm aware that whatever demon you've put in me this time is the one that's gonna take me out."
eddie grinned, hand rubbing down the swell of your abdomen, where you'd already started to swell. a tiny bit, unnoticeable to most, but he knew. he knew your body better than you did, every change went unnoticed to him.
"I would never lie to you, baby. you know that." eddie hummed, fingers curling lightly to cradle your stomach. "just look so good like this. can't help myself."
you lifted a brow, a little teasing. "you really like me pregnant, hm?" you leaned towards him, arm propped on the pillows.
"uh, yeah." eddie snorted, shaking his head. "why do you think I keep you knocked up so much."
you rolled your eyes, shoving him lightly. "you're annoying."
"you're beautiful." eddie purred, pulling you closer to him by your waist. "most gorgeous woman on the planet, you know that?"
"hmmm," you hummed, a soft sigh when his nose brushed yours. "I've been told a few times before." you grinned.
lips cradling yours, pressing you into the soft, feathery pillows, eddie's groin pressed into your hip, rolling against you. you snorted, pushing him back lightly. "you're actually turned on?"
"yeah. did you think I wouldn't be?" eddie challenged lifting a brow. "told you, you look fucking hot like this. look even hotter when you really start showing."
"you're sick." you giggled.
"no, what's sick is how good you look right now." eddie growled, teeth pulling at your bottom lip in a soft nip that had you whining. "please? I'll fuck you how you like. nice and sweet, no teasing."
you sighed, looking up at him. "only if I get to lay on my stomach." it was your favorite position, eddie knew that. when he'd truly lay on top of you, hips grinding and snapping, rutting into you, his hands intertwined in yours, chest to your back so you could feel the full weight of him.
"fine," eddie nodded. "but a pillow under you. I don't want to smush my boy."
you scoffed, pulling your tshirt off. "boy? it's a boy?"
"definitely a boy." eddie boasted confidently, his own sweatpants kicked off onto the floor. "'m sure of it."
you rolled your eyes, but didn't argue, rolling onto your tummy, pillow pressed to your abdomen while eddie kissed down your spine, tongue diving between your legs to tease you.
you spent the remainder of the night, face pressed into the mattress, praying the girls wouldn't knock on the door, eddie's hips snapping into yours, face tucked into your neck to muffle his own moans.
by the time you did start to show, eddie was only right about one thing: that he did like you when you swelled more and more. he swore you tasted sweeter... you were certainly wetter, and you blamed the hormones. luckily for the both of you, he spent the majority of your third trimester with his face buried between your legs to keep your pregnancy rage at bay. even when you got so big you couldn't see his mess of curls from over the rounding of your tummy, he'd always give your his hands to hold since you couldn't reach his hair. he couldn't get enough of you like this, something so primal and deep inside of him lurching and roaring to life when he saw you waddle around.
but he was wrong about the boy. very wrong. the ultrasound tech assured you if that when she showed you not one, but two specks on the screen; twin baby girls. eddie had nearly fainted.
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azazelflare · 10 months
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Freddy Krueger X Reader: It’s You
Minors DNI 
CW: dream sex, claiming, cum swallowing, hard fucking
AO3
You knew Freddy as a teen, you would babysit his daughter before the fiasco. You fell asleep one night after finishing your book. When you opened your eyes, you were in a boiler room. You could feel the heat against your skin. You touched the pipe experimentally and you felt your skin burning. You quickly pulled your arm back, you turn your head and you see a man standing in front of you. He had a red and green striped sweater and a brown fedora on. He walked closer to you with his hand, which you quickly realized were knives on a glove, scraping against the pipes. You start to feel scared seeing him walk toward you. He makes it about a foot from you, you are unable to move from your spot. He reaches toward you with his knife hand and you flinch back when he scratched your cheek. You tried to speak but he just shushed you, his unclawed hand holding your chin. You feel his textured skin against you and he smirks at you. “Hey doll. Been a while, hasn’t it?” your eyes widen at the nickname. “Freddy? What the fuck? How’d this happen?” he looked at you, a large smile on his lips. “Well, I made a deal with a demon, now I’m a dream demon.” you looked confused, wondering if this was a dream. “Of course, this is a dream! How else am I supposed to visit you?” You must have said that out loud. He chuckled at you. He pulls you closer to him, his claws digging into your arm. His mouth catches yours and you moan into the kiss. You wrap your arms around him and his eyes widen as you deepen the kiss. He releases the kiss “You have no idea how long I've waited to do that. Ever since I heard you and Loretta fighting that one day, I’ve wanted to kiss you.” His jaw drops at that statement. You just turned 18 that day and you were babysitting Kate and heard them fighting. You continued to play with her till they were done, being a much-needed distraction for her. When he was caught, you kept Kate with you. She stayed with you until CPS took her. When he was found innocent and burnt, you saw the parents kill him. His screams echo in your ears from time to time. Unknown to you, he heard your screams through the fire. He heard you trying to put out the fire with anything close by. When you were dragged back by the cops, you screamed bloody murder. He heard your screams and thought they did something to you as well. When the demons came and made a deal, you were on his mind. He not only made the deal for revenge for himself but also for you. He was not going to make the same mistake again. When he felt you were dreaming he made himself known, in all honesty, he missed you. He was happy when he saw your face again, ten years have really done wonders for you. Your face had lost the acne, and your hair has a little gray streak from the stress of that night. He runs his fingers through your hair, he holds the strip softly. “This is from them, isn’t it?” you nod and you have tears gathered in your eyes. The trauma from that night caused more problems than it solved. You are the town outcast, you couldn’t even buy groceries from the store because every time you went, the other people would glare and sneer at you. Kids would even whisper that you were the devil's bride and you shouldn’t get close. You resorted to buying groceries in another town. Freddy grabbed the back of your neck and pulled you into a hug. Whispering sweet nothings into your ear. You see his ear close to your mouth and you nip and lick at it. He lets out a moan at your antics. He pushes you up against the railing and bends you over it. Your shirt bunches up and he sees the tattoo on your lower back. He smirks seeing the red butterfly, “I see you’ve gotten around, butterfly huh?” you blush and answer him. You were in mourning for a while, and you used sex to heal. His smirk grew larger at your words. You hear his belt unbuckle and a zipper, you wiggle your hips at him and he laughs. “Fucking slut, you need this, don’t you?” a gag appears in your mouth and you nod, whimpering at him. His hand cups your core and his fingers start to play with your clit. You moan through the gag. When he feels like he prepared you enough he runs his dick up and down your folds. He pushes into you slowly, your walls stretching around him. You moan loudly and he pulls your hair, bending your back. He starts to thrust into you slowly and you feel his textured cock rubbing all the right places. He starts to pump faster and faster. The knot in your stomach growing tighter. He pulls your hair tighter and bends down moving your hair out of the way. He licks and sucks your neck and he bites down, drawing blood. You whimper and scream when he did this. He licks the blood off your neck and moans at the taste. “You taste as good as you smell doll. Maybe I should make you my new slut. Would you like that?” you nod your head and he smiles. His thrusts get erratic and you feel a pulsing sensation. He hits your cervix and you feel him cum inside you. He rubs your clit till you release. He pulls out of you and turns you around and makes you kneel. “Clean me up slut.” the gag disappears and you start to lick and suck his dick. You taste yourself on him and you clean him up. He starts to harden in your mouth and you moan around him. He lets out a loud moan and he grips your hair. He starts to fuck your mouth, and you gag and choke on him. He jolts forward and pushes his entire length into your throat. You have tears in your eyes and he lets out a sigh, cumming down your throat. He lets go of you and you cough trying to get breath into your lungs. You look up at him and smile, opening your mouth to show him the rest of his load. “Swallow.” you do as he says and he pets your cheek. “Doll, you're mine now. No one gets to touch you but me. Got it?” you nod and feel yourself waking up. “See ya tomorrow night doll.”
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maochira · 9 months
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Hi! I really like your writing! Would you consider doing head cannons with bllk characters (I'd love for kaiser and reo to be included, but whoever you want!) with reader getting down on themselves because of acne flare ups and scars/marks? (I double checked rules but if this doesn't fit or is not interesting to you please please ignore and I'm sorry for wasting your time!! 😅)
You're not wasting my time don't worry!
Requests open! - masterlist
Tags: gn!reader, established relationship, fluff
Kaiser
-honestly, he didn't notice your acne was that bad until you pointed it out. He did notice it, just not how bad it was
-he doesn't really mind, you're still pretty/handsome to him. And because you're so insecure and fail to see your beauty, Kaiser starts showering you with compliments at any chance possible
-he also helps you to not scratch and touch your face that often. He always quickly pulls your hand away if you reach it towards your face
-Kaiser also helps you with finding out which skincare products work the best for you and he will buy anything that you need
Reo
-he personally doesn't mind your acne and scars at all, but because he knows you're so insecure he gets you those expensive skincare products
-you start a daily skincare routine together!!
-Reo tries to make skincare as much fun as possible for you so
-if you get insecure again, Reo kisses you a lot and reminds you that it takes time until your acne gets better, and he also repeats how you'll never be ugly to him even if you feel like that sometimes
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nyanashima · 1 year
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Transmasc MC Starts T!
MC starts testosterone after leaving the Devildom, and comes back with some noticeable changes.
Operating on the assumption that MC isn't dating anyone, and on the headcanon that the brothers can sense when you're feeling their sin.
Content warnings: Asmo's a rat stache anti 💔. Just fluff though lol
The first thing these boys notice, surprisingly, is the change in your smell. Your hormones are balanced differently now, and their sensitive demon noses pick up on it instantly. You might catch Beel or Satan giving you a little sniff when they hug you.
They’re caught off-guard by the change in your voice. Yes, you’ve talked to them on the phone, but that doesn’t quite do it the same justice as hearing it in person.
The first time you speak, Asmo’s all over you— “Ooh, MC, your voice is so deep now~! We’ll have to catch up tonight so I can hear more of it ❤️”
Mammon and Levi are flustered as fuck. They liked your voice before, but now that you’re speaking more confidently, it’s game over. That, and I don’t think they’re immune to deep voices period. Satan and Lucifer are also blushing a little.
If you’re sensitive about your voice cracks, you won’t hear a peep about it. Satan, Belphie and Mammon will tease and laugh with you if you're okay with it. Levi and Lucifer find your voice cracks incredibly endearing.
Lucifer can sense your boost in self-esteem, and he notices how much more confidently you carry yourself. He couldn’t be prouder of how far you’ve come and how well you’re doing.
If Mammon was smitten before, he’s absolutely besotted now. Watching his favourite person grow into who they’re meant to be is so beautiful and- fuck, he’s crying again.
Levi’s a total sweetie. He doesn’t know anything about puberty, but if you complain, he’ll think up creative solutions to your problems. He sees it as him and his Henry embarking on a journey together; he wants to be your partner in this.
I’m sorry but Belphie can and will refer to your puberty stache as “that thing on your lip.” He says it with love though.
If you’re openly proud of it, Asmo won’t say anything, but he’ll be silently begging for you to shave it lmao
Speaking of Asmo, if you’re upset about your acne, he'll work tirelessly to recreate your skincare routine AND instill self love in you. Acne is gorgeous and nothing to be ashamed of!! He’ll help if it’s really an insecurity for you though.
Satan senses The Rage and invites you to smash plates with him. He gets it.
Beel notices your change in appetite and starts making extra snacks for you. Even if you’re not around, he’ll swing by your room to drop off some poison apples and devil peanut butter. He’d be SO happy to have you as a snacking buddy though 🥺
Belphie kidnaps gently encourages you to nap with him more. Puberty takes a lot of energy… Come on, recharge with him, just for a couple hours…
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A Perfect Puzzle Piece (Sam Winchester x Reader fluff)
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 More Sam Winchester Fluff pwease? I need more soft boy Sam lol. I’ll leave the story up to you
Pairing: Sam x Reader
Warnings: I mean period pains I guess? Other then that just fluff :)
Word count: 837
Note: Wrote this few years ago. Like/ reblog or both if you like it :)
Your head hit the soft pillow as your tired body went under the freshly washed covers of the bed you shared with your other puzzle piece. Sadly he wasn’t there to spread his arms so you could fit into his body perfectly. Out and about, he was working with his big brother, trying to find a way to stop The Darkness from completely destroying the world you once saw as beautiful. The truth was the world was now nothing but ugly and dark, you were just lucky to have found a little bit of light in Sam and Dean. You would always go with them but being a woman came with one little thing-periods and period craps. Every month you’d have those sharp waves of pain that were at times unbearable. Today was one of those days…you woke up and immediately wanted to die. It was a perfect morning….
The pain, the ugly feeling knowing a pad is between your legs and the feeling like you were heavier  twice your actually weight plus the unexpected acne…It was like that time you almost got killed by a demon. The motherfucker got you good until Sam jammed a knife in his heart. Ah good times…
You were in so much pain you couldn’t get up, and you tried. At one point you were crying wishing desperately you were a man but it was useless. You took the pain meds and even took a shower hoping hot water would calm the situation but it didn’t. Sam and Dean got worried as always, even though you told them a million times first days were always the most painful for you. Finally you convinced them to go and do their research wherever that might be and just to leave you to sleep off this whole situation. And that’s what you did…Spending a whole day in bed with Sam’s scent all over the sheets wasn’t so bad after all. You hugged his pillow inhaled the sweet smell of his shampoo not thinking of the blood war between your legs, and for just few minutes the pain stopped and you got to close your eyes, drifting to dream land faster than Dean running towards pie. After you woke up, you were pain free but still alone. Even though he was out for only a couple of hours you missed him and the loneliness kicked in.
“When will you come home? I miss you.” You texted him.
Few seconds later your phone buzzed. “Tonight. We can’t find Crowley, this whole trip was useless. I miss you too. How’re you feeling?”
“The pain is gone for now but I’m sad and I don’t know why.” You press send.
Few seconds later… “It’s okay to be sad. We will be home soon, I promise.”
“I love you Sammy.”
“I love you too. See you soon.”
That was at 6pm that day.
The rest of the day you, of course, spent in bed watching old movies on Sam’s laptop until you got a headache and decided to go and sleep at 2am. It felt like you had spent that whole day working; you were drained, still sad and just done with life and motherfucking nature.  You just needed Sam and his hugs.
At the end he kept his promise. He came back with Dean at around 3am while you were already fast asleep. He took a quick shower got into his pajamas and without a sound joined you. He wrapped his arm around your waist as you slowly drifted back to reality. He placed small kissed on your neck sending shivers all over your body. When you realized your perfect puzzle piece was back you slowly opened your eyes and turned around to face him, snuggling against his warm body.
“You’re back.” You mumbled, feeling a genuine wave of happiness consuming you.
“Hey.” He smiled. “Sorry I woke you up. How’re you feeling?”
“I’m glad you did. Still feel like crap, but better. How was the trip?”
“Useless and tiring. “ He said as his long fingers were playing with your messy and now tangled bed hair. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” Feeling safest as you can possibly be, right there in his arms, with your heart beating fast and your cheeks blushing uncontrollably, your legs went between his as your body climbed on top of him while your lips kissed him hungrily. “Cuddle me.”
Sam gasped by surprise and laughed, feeling your body against his. That’s how pure bliss and comfort looks. That’s how love looks like. It was dark as it can possibly be, but you could still see the beautiful lines on his face and his breath taking hazel eyes glowed in the same darkness. The same could be said about him, your features and silhouette were still visible. His hand brushed away your hair so he could study you more.
“I love you.” He said. “I can’t believe I found you.”
“To the moon and back Sammy.” You said and kissed him again.
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Another Obey Me Thought for the Masses; So I headcanon all the brothers have perfect features/physique- They're demons once angels and immortal being beautiful is just a thing so what does that mean?
It means while they have distinct features and body types their bodies are always more perfect than an average human's and they have no blemishes or feel body pain- No acne no beauty marks no crows feet nothing to show they have what could be considered an "imperfection" (Though I see their Demon form having that-)
BUT because of this I imagine if there ever was an opportunity to swap species and they had to be human/mortal for a day what would their bodies be? Well here's my guess;
- Lucifer; Dad Bod. 100%- Man would have back problems bones creak he can't bend over for shit his hair is receding (falling out due to stress) and graying badly and he has dark circles under his eyes that make him look like a racoon with crows feet and his eye sight is horrendous to the point he's probably been pushed down the stairs and had no idea who's done it so many times. If in a mortal/human body his body hair is out of control and he's perpetually in pain- Very unhealthy and rigid lifestyle and Lucifer would probably feel it 10x fold because of his habits.
- Mammon; Stereotypical model body but I imagine as a human/mortal he had to put more effort so what you get is a lanky model with super Muscular legs from running. So features wise I imagine Mammon's hair is probably on the manageable side but due to his modeling career he has it a certain way- interestingly I can see Mammon also having bags under his eyes or slight wrinkles like laugh lines or dimples but when hes modeling makeup and editing covers it pretty good- I can see him having a beauty mark though where it goes not sure. Dude is definitely on the thinner side though make no mistake- He probably has alot of stomach problems due to the spicy food he eats but you wouldn't tell unless you're around him enough.
- Leviathan; Skinny fat and I refuse to hear anything different. So Levi would be the stereotypical discord mod- gots pudge but is also of a thinner build so it looks awkward- terrible acne and bags under his eyes almost as bad as Lucifer's and his breath/body odor is terrible. Dude's self worth is so in the toilet his human/mortal appearance would probably reflect it and I can see him only showering once in a Blue moon so there's a layer of scum on him that makes him avoid touching people. Poor Leviathan the only way he gets clean is probably when he's swimming and even then that still doesn't count as a shower or bath. Also can see Leviathan being the one dude who doesn't wash his hair but still puts stuff in it so it's just... A wadded mess- Weirdest thing is if he followed Mammon's/Asmo's/ or Beel's regime he'd probably be super gorgeous but that would mean not feeding his anime/game addiction so like... Someone get him a life coach-
Satan; He's lanky. Definitely- I saw some people say he'd probably have a flat ass and I agree the dude is just a tall thin dude who looks pretty awkward or unassuming. I imagine he has pretty bad eyesight too so he has to wear glasses and interestingly I can see him having stress acne but it's not as severe as someone like Leviathan just a little bit here and there coupled with some dark spots or light freckles but Satan takes care of immediately - I can see Satan as the type of person who fasts/doesn't eat until he gets things done (like gets to a part of his book or finishes a portion of homework) so he's on the thinner side but he's still active and moving around probably can't sit still because he has alot of things he wants to do. His hair is probably combed neatley and thin and I can see his hands being covered in slight papercuts from how fast he turns the pages on homework or his books. I imagine when he bends down his legs Crack loudly.
- Asmodeus; Definitely on the most average side- average body with slight crooks probably has some freckles and make up marks he didn't wipe off completely- He has no real physical strength I imagine he works out slightly but not enough for anything and I can see his hair being deeply conditioned and his makeup covering everything. Remember Asmo is a party girl so I can see him having slight wrinkles around his eyes and maybe his nose is crooked slightly but his makeup and taking care of himself really makes up for it. Dude Definitely wore fake lashes you can't convince me otherwise and I can see Asmo kind of being the type to overly Watch everything he eats and lowkey the type to want to get injections or surgery because of some parts of him he doesn't love. Someone please tell Asmo he's worth loving as he is imperfections really are what makes someone perfect ♡
- Beelzebub; Man's is an absolute unit. So since Beel generally already lifts and exercises he's probably a mixture of fit but also does have some fat so he's just a big massive ass unit (you know how in Outlast they called Chris Walker "StrongFat" yeah that's Beel essentially-) dude is just a massive ass unit that probably intimidates everyone who sees him. Because he eats alot his stomach is probably massive and he has bolder features and I can see him protecting his siblings in fights so probably a crooked nose or jaw from getting punched or fighting. Dude also has stretch marks all over his back and stomach- Why because apparently he's going to keep growing so his body has stretch marks and I can see him having freckles all over too. Maybe freckles and acne because he's shoving burgers into his mouth by the double.
- Belphegor; I'm stuck between fat or skinny fat too. So Belphegor is lazy so he's all fluff- squishy stomach squishy arms squishy legs squishy ass just another pillow in the midst of pillows and blankets he finds himself in. What I imagine is the dude probably has a crooked nose too and light freckles since he doesn't go out much he's pale as a ghost and burns in the sun like a vampire (watch take him to the beach he will come back Red all over) he's weirdly got decent(ish) skin for not going out much but he's definitely a bag of marshmallows can't lift can't carry and his legs are probably shaky deer legs because he doesn't like to get up- Can see his bones creaking too like Lucifer's his hair is probably perpetually frizzy/tangled and messy and he probably has a beauty mark or birth mark in a very noticeable part of his face. Dude's diet is probably the quickest thing to make or whatever he can get his hands on so it's terrible. Also covered in bed sores and has REALLY dark circles under his eyes and his skin while decent can teeter into bad pretty quickly- I won't be surprised if the others call him a racoon because he digs in the pantry in the dark and has the eyes like one.
Anyways but that's my take if anyone ever wants to draw this out feel free to- I'm usually down to but this may be a level of detail I'm not equipped for lol. And if you want to add more feel free would love to read it :>
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Come Morning Light, You'll be Safe and Sound (First x Reader Part 3)
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The sun is what woke you.
Winds still clung to you even in his sleep. The boy made it easy to forget that he was still just a boy. How young most of the boys really were; it hurt to think about how many of them should have been worrying about girls and acne, not the fate of their homes. Why did it seem the cost of doing what was right was so often the blood of children?
Yet they were once again sacrificing themselves to save their homes. You'd shield them from it all if you could and let them grow up like normal kids, but it was too late for that. All you could do was be there when they needed it.
Like right now, Wind always had a hard time waking up after a nightmare. The terror always sapped his energy from him and left him exhausted for days afterward, even if he tried to pretend that it didn't affect him. So it's with your fingers softly running through his hair and gentle humming that you bring him to wakefulness. "Come on, sleepyhead, it's time to wake up." You smiled as you watched him roll away from you.
"Don't wanna," he mumbled sleepily, obviously still half in the land of dreams.
"Okay, then I guess we'll just have to give Rancher your breakfast. Like most kids his age, Wind was food driven, and that was proven by the way he launched up out of bed. You couldn't even try to suppress your laughter.
"You are the best little brother anyone could ask for," You told him as you ruffled his hair.
"I'm not a kid," Wind Declared as he glared at you while fixing his hair.
"Never said you were; now come on, let's go see what the wild child's made for breakfast before someone really does eat it for us." If you didn't know any better, you'd almost say you heard First chuckle, but you doubted that. After all, he made Legend seem like an open book.
Still, it was a nice laugh, warm but understated, like the hint of cinnamon your mother used to put into her tea.
Damn, you still missed her, but it was an old ache. She'd died when you were still little, yet her memory still caught you off guard sometimes. It was a pain most of the group shared; after all, you were just a bunch of unlucky orphans.
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Wind had been glued to your side all morning; even after breakfast, he'd insisted on keeping you within eyesight. It made you wonder about what he'd dreamed of last night. Whatever it'd been had to be bad, but you left it alone. You all had parts of your stories you didn't want to talk about, and you'd never push them to talk about something you wouldn't talk about yourself.
You weren't unfamiliar with long lonely nights under the stars or days running on nothing but sheer willpower, nor the way they could leave you feeling helpless with the weight of the world on your shoulders.
So as much as you wanted to pry into Wind's nightmares, you wouldn't. If he ever decided to share, you'd listen, but until then, you'd just comfort him as best you could.
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First was worried about the little pirate; his nightmare had left the boy jumpy and on edge, like danger was just around to corner. While being vigilant was good, being hyper-vigilant would do nothing but leave you exhausted and unable to face a threat when one did appear.
Even knowing this, First's own experiences forced him to be on edge at even the slightest hint of trouble. It was all First could do to keep his hand away from his sword. It did calm his nerves a bit to see the young pirate sticking close to you; between your own skills and the boy's, First had no doubt that the two of you would be safe.
Still, by the time the group had stopped to make camp, he was glad it wasn't his night on watch rotation. Even if he doubted he'd actually get them, he'd at least have a chance at a few extra hours of sleep. Most of them suffered from nightmares of some sort, and First had his own share of demons that chased him in his sleep.
Even so, he wasn't happy that you and Wind would lose more sleep tonight, but that was what it was. Neither you nor the boy would stand for being treated differently than everyone else, and First could understand that. You and Wind had both earned your scars, and come morning light, he had no doubt that the two of you would be safe and sound.
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First was surprised when you sat by him for supper; he'd assumed you'd still be angry with him.
"Thanks for not saying anything about Wind." You said while watching the hero in question as he seemed to be regaling Four with a tale of his time at sea. Wind always seemed to speak with his hands as much as his words. It made First wonder if he could decipher the story all the way over here.
"I understand the boy's pride. And besides, you seemed to have the situation well in hand." Told you after taking a sip of his soup.
"I'm surprised to hear that from you." You teased First, who stared off into the distance before nodding to himself.
"I know you can handle yourself; it's just that you remind me of someone I lost a long time ago, and given who you're surrounded by, I'm sure you can understand what that's like." You didn't know how to respond to that.
Not only was it the most he'd spoken about his past, but he was also right; you did know how it almost felt like you could lose them all over again.
"What were they like?" You asked on impulse, and you almost kicked yourself for it. It was obvious that this was a sensitive topic you were prying into.
"Smart, kind, and beautiful." So this wasn't just someone he cared about; it'd been someone he loved. "But they were far too trusting. That's ultimately what got them killed in the end." Hearing First talk about them explained a lot about his behavior.
After all, wasn't that the same reason you were so protective of Wind because he was the closest in age to your Link before he died, and the thought of another hero dying that young made you sick to your stomach.
"I understand how hard that can be," You said while watching your favorite pirate as he waved his hands in a way that reminded you of storm waves.
"It must be hard for you to be here surrounded by reminders of your loss." First Said as you took a bite of your bread. You thought about how to best reply as you chewed.
"Not as much as you'd think; what really upsets me is how young most of them were when their journeys started." You admitted it wasn't something you'd voice to most of the chain, but it wasn't like First was known to be chatty.
"I can't say I'm a fan of children fighting what should have been adult battles either, but Hyila is neither kind or merciful." You were surprised by the anger in his voice. Sure, he'd been angry, but you'd never heard this level of rage from him before. It was enough to shock you into silence for the rest of the meal.
@my-insanity-is-an-artform
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incorrectlumityquotes · 6 months
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Owl House Fighting game part 4
I haven't done one of these in a while. And I enjoy them (even if I'm the only one)
Let's do King encounter quotes this time!
King: "Weh!"
vs Luz: "I'm not just a cutie pie, Luz."
vs Eda: "I'm in charge now, Eda."
vs King: "Finally, a worthy opponent."
vs Willow: "No mere plant can challenge the King of Demons."
vs Gus: "The King of Demons is fooled by no illusion."
vs Amity: "Those are my Luz hugs, you."
vs Boscha: "All right, you acne‐encrusted hormone bucket. Let's go."
vs Lilith: "And you can't have Hooty help."
vs Vee: "I don't know if you could eat my magic."
vs Hunter: "You're really bumming me out."
vs Emira: "I've never even seen you fight once."
vs Edric: "I still outrank you, Blight brother."
vs Alador: "I can't really help with dad stuff."
vs Odalia: "Ha! You're a terrible parent."
vs Raine: "I could get used to being the King of Songs."
vs Darius: "Ew, gross. It's in my claws."
vs Eberwolf: "There's only room for one adorable furball."
vs Terra: "The King of Demons yields to no weed!"
vs Adrian: "After this, I'll be the King of Drama too."
vs Wrath: "You couldn't even catch me before."
vs Kikimora: "Hey, no fair. She's taller than me now."
vs Belos: "WEH!"
vs Collector: "Are you...sure about this?"
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parttimeprophet · 6 months
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🦷🧸❄️ pretty please <3
🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?
Frankly, just texting me will do the trick.
I happen to be terribly introverted and kind of awkward so reaching out to people is rather hard to me, but once I feel comfortable enough around someone, I will act though we've been friends for five years. Given they're a devcent person, of course.
🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on
As for wisdom:
The clothes you buy are for the body you have, not the one you had, not the one you wish you would have, not the one you are trying to achieve.
Life does not need to be aesthetic to be enjoyable.
Some places were not meant to keep you warm.
I think it is inevitable to at one point or another begrudgingly discover regret to be incredibly convenient. I also think it is crucial to learn from that.
Forgiveness is hard to find when you are not looking for it. Which is not to say you have to grant forgiveness to everyone looking for it.
When someone tells you you've hurt them, you don't get to decide that you didn't. Which is a quote I read ages ago and it has stuck with me forever.
In terms of life hacks:
Magnesium supplements (magnesium glycinate specifically) and peppermint tea before bed might help you sleep better. Also aids stomach issues!
If you suffer from tinnitus often, cover your ears with your palms in a way so that your fingers are at the back of your head, they should be roughly above the base of your skull. Make sure your ears are fully covered, then place the index finger of your right hand on top of the middle finger (do the same for the left hand) and kind of move them in the same way you would when snapping your fingers. The result should be your index fingers creating a thumping sensation on the back of your skull. Repeat a couple times, it might help!
Carrot and tomato juice are high in vitamin a and if mixed with a bit of oil can help acne and other skin issues. The oil is necessary for the body to actually process beta-carotines.
If you apply oil to your hair, make sure it is at least damp, otherwise the oil will cause your hair to dry out even more
If your eyeliner smudges easily try setting it with an eyeshadow of the same colour. If it still smudges, do eyeshadow, a thn layer of setting spray applied with a brush (very important) and then eyeshadown again
For genetically awfully greasy hair; cornstarch as dry shampoo works even better than baby powder. I have bleached hair personally, but I think mixing in some kakao powder should do the trick for dark hair.
Sorry, this was a lot.
❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?
Quite frankly, I will forever be in awe of @kastlequill 's skill. that human, that demon is easily one of the best fanfictions I have ever read, the paragraph about Farsi and Djinn's course of working on that specific mission was divine and I eat up anything regarding the intricacies of language and laguage learning!
In old Kez fashion, I am also a sucker for character studies, and would love to see you and @50cal-fullauto do a Ghost character study. The way in which the two of you portray him is very distinct and organic and given how the emphasis of different characteristica of him shines through in your guys' writing, I'd be entirely too curious to see similarities and differences in them.
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polyklok · 1 year
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I’m gonna be posting physique/appearance headcanons for all the members first, including a version I made using this picrew! First up is our boy-
Nathan Explosion, physique/appearance
Pickles
Skwisgarr
Toki
Murderface
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28 years old, though a lot of people assume he’s older
6’4, the second tallest member of the band (After Skwisgarr, obviouslies)
258 lbs and built like a wall. Very wide, low center of gravity. Sometimes jack-off fans will run into him and just…bounce back off. A fucking tank couldn’t knock this guy over.
He looks chubby, and while he is very soft, but he’s actually quite muscular underneath it. Strong boy.
His hair is perpetually greasy. He washes it regularly, he just has an oily scalp and is too lazy to fix it. He doesn’t mind.
Also, let’s be completely honest, that shits dyed. He was born with light brown hair and began dying it and growing it out as soon as he got an allowance when he was a kid. Now, he makes klokateers check it multiple times a week to make sure no brown roots are visible.
Mf scowling all the time like-
Resting bitch face? He’s got resting demon face.
Speaking of face, he’s very adamant about keeping it clean-shaven. He doesn’t like the itchiness of stubble.
I’m obsessed with him having a slight underbite! The idea is cute to me
He got gauges as a celebration for completing the first Dethklok album. He only changes them about once a month.
Fans send him lots of plugs, both bought and homemade. It goes viral in the fandom every time he changes them, ESPECIALLY if it’s something a fan custom-made. It’s considered a great honor.
He doesn’t like wearing any other pants besides jeans, extremely picky about it. He and Charles once got into a fight about wearing dress pants at a formal event (he still wore jeans).
Actually, he’s very specific on how he likes his clothes (and everything else in life) and buys at least three of something once he decides he likes it. It just so happens that his dad is the same way, so he has a lot of kooky pun-based graphic t-shirts he wears around the house that used to belong to his dad.
He wears eyeliner, paints his nails, shaves his legs, and you can’t do anything about it!
Seriously though, Nathan shaves and moisturizes his legs. He loves the smooth, clean feeling afterwards. It’s how he treats himself on his more self-conscious days.
Everywhere else is still hairy though. Hairy arms, hairy chest, hairy stomach, hairy-
He actually has a skincare routine. After starting band life, he figured he needed to clear his face up, since he had acne from oily skin. It’s nothing fancy, but it helps, and he’s very strict about sticking to it.
Even buys special face paint for the shows so it doesn’t make his acne worse.
Unlike other bands members cough cough Murderface cough cough he actually showers every morning. Right after a show, as well. He just hates feeling gross.
He gets a custom cologne made so he always smells like a mixture of blood, smoke, and…coconut?
It’s strange but it honestly really works for him.
His hands are fucking huge, could probably engulf your whole face in them.
At the same time, really soft. Soft, huge, warm hands. Like a bear’s paw. But less claws. He clips his nails every time he paints them.
Overall, very large and very special guy, 10/10, would totally recommend.
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frogizzhc · 1 year
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SVSSS Headcanons: Luo Binghe Minddump Edition!
Despite acting a lot like a puppy, he is definitely a cat person.
He has written fiction of him and Shen Qingqiu before and is good at hiding his writings.
He had a little lullaby he'd sing to himself that he got from his adoptive mother, he still sings that but he's added another lullaby he made for himself about his Shizun.
If Binghe had the Sims 4 he would grind for hours making the perfect dream house and dream life of him and Shen Qingqiu together with the perfect marriage all from scratch, no cheats.
He's great at braiding hair, especially his own, but he just prefers to just simply tie it up and call it a day.
He's never experienced acne, he had a smooth face all throughout his teen years and young adulthood, Shen Qingqiu sometimes wonders if Heavenly-Demons can even get acne.
He's terrible at matching his words/tone with his intentions so he makes small flash-card with tone indicators to show Shen Qingqiu just so he can get his words across.
He knows how to draw/paint, he's totally made silly little drawings of him and Shen Qingqiu.
He finds himself humming the Regret of Chuunshan.
Binghe's favorite season is spring despite hating how the weather makes Shen Qingqiu have allergies.
Despite being told about his real father, he still imagines the perfect birth father and even a perfect happy family life.
He sometimes lays in bed on his stomach, elbows propping his head up, and legs swinging in the air like a giggly teenager thinking about "cute couply things" to do with Shen Qingqiu.
His favorite things are to cuddle Shen Qingqiu, play with his hair, and have his hair played with (although I think this is pretty much canon).
Binghe likes strawberries but hates blueberries.
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abimee · 6 months
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@ your recent art post, lots of people my age love to act like their life will be over once they get a single wrinkle on their face or an "imperfection" on their skin and it makes me genuinely hope they change their mind soon because it's not good to live life chasing an unreachable beauty standard
ITS SOOO SCARY especially because ive had laugh lines on my face since i was a teenager simply because i have a bit more fat on my face and really like to smile and there is nothing wrong with me having ''creases'' or ''wrinkles'' so young. like i feel like a lot of people forget 99% of stuff beauty standards wants you to focus on is genetics like. acne? how quickly youll form wrinkles? where hair grows on your body? shape of your butt? its literally all genetics and not something that needs to be remedied just because you have it
ive had like perfect skin as a kid and teenager and i wasnt even that good at self hygiene in those years beyond ''get in shower and scrub with soap all over my body'' yet i know people who do like 30 step cleanser routines who still get acne and its like [shakes them] you are not a failure or diseased for getting wrinkly or acne prone you are a human with a body please love yourself and dont demonize the fact that you got a little smile line. smile lines are so fun to have because it means youre a hoot to be around
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