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kikker-oma · 6 months

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#i like to think they truly are related #they would be so so happy #they have the same shield!!#i am subscribing to my own headcanon #i think it might be a general game headcannon #but i havent seen anything in LU about it #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu fanart #lu wind #lu four #found family #flufftober #lu flufftober

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caycanteven · 3 months

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...c'mere pap lovers, I brought you food~! /j

(I will make headcannons for the Papy's soon I promise)

Big love to the creators of Swapfell and Fellswap 🫶

#my art #undertale au #swapfell papyrus #fellswap papyrus #caycantdoodle #My headcannons to come teehee #I love these two vm i swear it #they make me facepalm and giggle #kicking my feet #wanna hang out with them #argue over stupid shit #video games maaaan #they would so be fun playing games together #imagine lethal company with these two #you'd never meet quota #honestly these were just fun warmups of them to try and draw them.#i hope to like #explore designs for them both in the future to give them some character #love giving them fashion statements

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cowpants147 · 3 months

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can't get the mental image out of my head of Kevin, Neil and Andrew winning at the Olympics and the minute the final buzzer sounds Kevin runs over and bear hugs Neil and Andrew, one under each arm, and just fucking hoists them both up off the ground in sheer excitement

like I'm literally making myself emotional at the thought of Kevin Day achieving his life long dream. And I mean this is Kevin Day, insecurities aside, he probably knew deep down that this day would come. But the fact that he gets to do it with his two best friends by his side who he loves and respects and who love and respect him. Actually crying rn

#kevin day i would die for you #kevin day #all for the game #the foxhole court #aftg headcannon #andrew minyard #neil josten #psu foxes #exy #tfc headcannon

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ghosted-jazz · 2 years

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#double life smp #double life spoilers #jimmy solidarity #tangotek #Its over. Go home. Go. Also Pancakes. that's very important to the quote too #I headcannon they just stuck random rocks into the ground as Jimmy and Tango's headstones because its a death game they don't have time #Jimmy gets the smaller one and Tango's has a bit of coal in it. I based their outfits off Hadestown cause #Hey little songbird and When the chips are down are very Jimmy and Tango songs to me. Also very fitting with the whole death stuff #my art

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hiddenonyx · 18 days

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Obey Me! Cast Sleepwear Headcanons

Lucifer wears black silk pants and surprisingly doesn’t wear the matching shirt very often (he gets too hot). If he has to get up, he puts on a blue silk robe. He also has to wear glasses right after he wakes up because his eyes are old and needs to adjust before he puts in his contacts.

Mammon, if he’s not sleeping naked, he’s wearing grey sweatpants and going commando. Has no problem walking around w/out a shirt on. If he’s had a restless night, he’ll have some bedhead. Also technically needs glasses in the morning but would rather give up Goldie before admitting that and wearing some.

Levi prefers dark sweatpants and a fandom hoodie. Bro gets cold really easily and has a really bad bedhead. Also tends to have dark circles under his eyes.

Satan either wears nice silk pajamas that are cat-themed (of course) or light sweatpants and a T-shirt; it depends on how late he was up reading last night. He also needs glasses in the morning (he inherited someone’s bad eyes).

Asmo wears the most expensive and nice-feeling silk pajamas or sleeps naked (no in-between). Will not wear anything else - anything else will scratch his skin and irritate it and make it break out and-

Beel only wears sweatpants and a slightly dirty, loose tank top. Also, get really bad bedhead. Does not give a shit how he looks when gets up; food first, looks later.

Belphie prefers flannel pajamas, either in a plain or simple pattern. When he has to sleep by himself, he also adds a hoodie—the man low-key looks like he’s been camping. He always gets bedhead.

Of course, Diavolo wears the finest silk pants and no shirt—he’s already pretty warm; being under blankets just makes it worse. He also tends to get bad bedhead (it's kind of cute, though).

Barbatos prefers plain silk pajamas. He is also a glasses wearer, not that anyone but Diavolo and Luke knows. He gets up at 4:30 in the morning or something else ridiculous.

Simeon likes simple but cutely patterned pajamas. He’s a morning angel and gets up early nearly every day to make his housemates breakfast (Luke helps most of the time). Surprisingly, he doesn’t need glasses.

Luke wears either a cute onesie or simple-themed PJs (depending on the season and temperature). He is also a morning angel. Yet another bad bed hair club member.

Solomon exclusively wears dark sweatpants and maybe a T-shirt or tank top (probably not). He looks like death until he has coffee. He really needs glasses, or else he can’t see.

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skinnylorax · 1 year

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andrew definitely holds neil’s hand while he drives

#aftg #all for the game #andreil #neil x andrew #neil josten #andrew minyard #the kings men #the raven king #the foxhole court #soft andreil #hc #headcannons #head cannon

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flamingpudding · 6 months

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Fictober23 Prompt: 29 - "That's all? Easy."

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: G

Warnings: -

A/N: I sometimes like to headcannon that Danny is actually a rich kid that doesn't live the rich kid style cause his parents use their money for their research and like to live a simple life. He goes to galas Vlad or Sam drag him to as his parents representative.

Damian had been prepared for another boring Gala to go through. His elder siblings as well as Pennyworth had made sure to take away any sharp blade he had on him beforehand. With the blades gone Damian refused to socialize with high society. What was the point in enduring the torture of pinched cheeks and repeating comments with double meanings and hidden insults as well as the 'boot' lickers, as one of his brothers liked to put it, when he wasn't allowed to return the favor these people were giving him with a quick blade swipe.

So Damian was hanging back, retreating to the corners and shadows of the room where people aside from his family wouldn't notice him. But being there gave him the chance to notice something else. At first Damian didn't think much of it but with the minutes passing he noticed it more and more.

Small colorful page markers.

He started tracking them. Eyes going from person to person as he scanned them for these markers. Always in spots and placements oneself wouldn't notice them on their own as well as by others around them. Sometimes they were even Color matched with the person's outfit.

Damian scanned the hall and his eyes landed on a teenager, younger than Drake but older than him. The other boy was gliding through the people seemingly effortlessly and unnoticed towards the snack table. Once there the teen appeared to be interested in what sort of food the gala was offering.

His eyes narrowed as he eyed the people the teen had passed.

A blue marker by the belt loop of an older gentleman.

Red marker on the purse of the lady dressed in purple.

Green marker on another man's vest.

He was sure these markers weren't on them before. Interesting, he missed before moving towards the teenager by the snack table. The boy by now had piled up one of the small plates high with some of the overhead foods and Damian first felt reminded of everting Todd went to a gala and immediately would go for the foods.

"You are quite sneaky." He spoke up after waiting somewhat politely for the other to acknowledge his presence. Which never happened even after five minutes and Damian having clearly seen the other looking at him from his corner of the eye.

"Oh, what do you mean?" The teen then said after swallowing a bite of food.

"I presume the page markers are what you're doing?"

"Damit, not even an hour in and I am already busted." The teenager muttered and Damian arched an eyebrow. "Look, I don't know whose rich kid you are but will stop as long as you don't tell the fruitloop. I am here to represent my parents and if this fruitloop hears I am playing the game Sam invented for these galas he will-"

"I believe you misunderstood my intention." Damian smirked as he held out a hand. "My family found it adequate to take my blades. So I want in on this 'game' you are playing."

The teenager blinked at Damian before a grin spread across his face. He hurriedly placed his plate on the table before rummaging around in one of his pockets."Well that is a nice change! Your not a stuck up like the other kids here."

A block of green, red and blue page markers were then placed in Damians held out hand. "I am Danny Fenton by the way, representative of Fentonworks."

"Damian Wayne." He answered out of reflex as he inspected the page markers given to him, uncaring if the teen would now start fawning over his last name like he had seen others do before.

"Cool. So want to make it more interesting? This is more fun in a two player setting then one player." Damian inclined his head, not letting the surprise of the other teens lack of reaction towards his name show. Well it looked like Daniel, because what else got the name Danny stand for, would be nice company for this gala.

"Let's make specific targets for each other, maybe even placements. Sam always dares me to do specific things. If one of us gets caught is an automatic loss, the one with the highest successful placements at the end of this gala is the winner."

He smirked. Daniel had no chance, a game like this was easy for him. This was going to be an easy win. His league training as well as the training his father had made him go through was going to give him a clear advantage. He was playing with the thought of giving Daniel a chance by not using certain skills but after the first three targets, Damian decided that that would be unnecessary.

The gala went by faster, the two pointing out specific people or placements of the marketers to each other. They both had surprisingly their fair share of failures as well as success. In the end they both had a draw and were on their last page marker to place.

"This is going to be the final decision between, win, loss or draw." Daniel hyped up the game and Damian shook his head lightly at the others foolishness that reminded him of Jon.

"Well then, it would be only right to select the most difficult targets for each other."

"Well if that's the case, see the guy over there, the one with gray hair and a ponytail? That's the fruitloop. Place your last marker right to the left on his lower back, where his jacket covers over his belt."

Damian arched an eyebrow but the teen only grinned. He smirked if the other wanted to make it apparently difficult then Damian could provide him with a real challenge. "For you target, my father is currently talking to this 'fruitloop' as you call him. Place the marker on his back on his left shoulder blade."

Daniel would not be able to so, his father was vigilant and despite his act, very aware of his surroundings. His newly made gala acquaintance would fail and Damian would be the winner of this game.

"That's all? Easy."

The two boy's started to move towards the two adults. They shared one last glance before splitting up slightly in two different directions to approach their targets. Damian was close, his steps silent as he neared his target the 'fruitloop'. The page marker was tagged to the tip of one of his fingers. Once he was close enough he would be able to place it without even having to get too close.

His father noticed him and Damian gave him a polite smile as he moved like he was going to pass the man in his way towards his father. He did however not anticipate for his target to place his hand on the hip obscuring his target placement. Damian's hand instantly hid his hand behind his back transferring the page tag to his other hand and unconsciously clicked his tongue. He would have to try again.

"Fruitloop! Who are you talking to?!" He heard Daniel shout out of nowhere suddenly, his head wiping around to see the other clapping his hand on his fathers shoulder. The shoulder where he had told the other to place the marker. Damian ground his teeth. He was not going to accept a loss here.

"Daniel! Where are your manners?! This is Bruce Wayne. CEO of Wayne Enterprise. I am so sorry Mr.Wayne."

"No worries Mr.Masters. He is just like how my sons were at his age. It is good for teens to be so full of energy."

Damian narrowed his eyes as the other teen gave him a peace sign and mouthed the words 'I won.' As the adults returned to their discussion Damian glared at Daniel, his last page tag crumpled in his hand, he switched to stand on his fathers other side so that he was next to the teen now.

"I demand a rematch." He hissed agitated, to which Daniel only grinned wider. "Sure. The next time we see each other at a gala again. I will have two packs ready for our rematch."

Later that night when Damian had returned home from the Gala, he took off his jacket only to notice something green peaking through the folds of it. As he lifted it to inspect where the Color on it game from his eyes narrowed and his grip on the jacket tightened. On his jacked he found several green page markers tagged on it one of them even had a little ghost drawn on it. "Well played Fenton, well played."

#fictober23 #danny fenton #dp x dc #danny phantom #dpxdc #crossover #dcxdp #damian wayne #Vlad masters #bruce wayne #Danny and Sam play a game with page markers during galas #Danny was playing it alone #until Damian noticed and wanted in on it #if he can't stab rude people #then he can at least tag them with page markers #headcannon that Danny is a rich kid too #he just lives simpler than Sam #his parents have to have some money to finance their research #Damian and Danny are just having some fun during the gala #gala shenanigans #Bruce knows Danny placed something on his should he just can't react on it for his Brucie act #Vlad was just in the middle of explaining something when he placed his hand on the hip #he had no idea that Danny was playing that game again #Damian now wants a rematch #the next gala they meet on is going to be fun

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honeyshiddendesire · 17 days

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Pet Name Headcanon List

Law x female reader - My love

Warnings: vaginal penetration, soft Law but rough sex, public sex, alleyway sex, wall sex, praise kink

*hope you like it 😍 the thought of him needing the reader so bad he can't wait is everything @mirillua*

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You whimpered into his mouth with a wet kiss, the feeling of the rough alleyway wall digging into your back with every pound of his hips into your dripping wet cunt. “Law~” You cry softly into his kiss as your nails claw at his back, arms wrapped around his shoulders holding on for dear life. His pace was rough but his words were soft as he praised you for how well you took his cock, both drunk out of your minds and fucking in public like a couple of lovebirds.

“Shh my love I got you, I got you.” He whispers keeping you trapped and secure with his strong arms and long coat over his shoulders like a curtain from any prying eyes that may be passing by. His lips kissing you all over your face as you bit your lip to hold in your loud pleasured sounds, “Dammit love you feel so fucking good. Couldn’t wait to get inside of your perfect pussy. Always squeezing me so good love.”

Law’s long cock and curved tip doing amazing work at reaching every spot that you needed kissed, his lips sucking marks into your neck making it harder and harder to keep quiet. “Law I-I can’t ~” You whine and he just encourages you more.

“Yeah you can love. I know you can cum for me can’t you baby. Need it so ~ bad love, you have no fucking idea how bad.” Law’s voice a low whimper as he feels his hips start to stutter. Fingers digging into your body as he thrust into you harder and deeper pulling a loud moan from you that made his eyes roll back.

“Yeah love come on baby give it to me. Let me feel you cum on my cock.” Law begged as he nipped at your neck, licking up till he bit at your ear. His raspy groans and whines make you shiver and clench around his cock, the coil in your lower tummy becoming too much with every pound of his yummy cock.

“Cum with me ~nngh fuck~cum with love.” And that’s all you needed to hear, his lips crashing into yours to cover the loud scream he knew you’d let out as your pussy clamped down on his cock, your pussy dripping around him. Law’s moans mixed with yours as his hips stuttered and shook, arms keeping you still and flush with his hips. “Fuck thank you my love. Just couldn’t help myself.”

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etheries1015 · 5 months

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MC lives just as lonely as Malleus does, and he thinks to himself...perhaps they could be lonely together?

Loneliness was not something you were unaccustomed to, and perhaps your hopes got a little too high coming to NRC. Although you had Grim Ace and Deuce on the occasion, the majority of students pretended as if you did not exist. This was fine, you said. It isn't different than before. You were used to not particularly having many friends, keeping to yourself, and guarding your heart from the world. You could not be open as you had dreamed of being, for every time you had shown your true nature, being turned away from had become the norm in your life.

But loneliness can fester and turn into self-loathing, tears sprinkling down your cheeks as you sat on the little broken bench in front of Ramshackle, staring out into the dark emptiness of the worn-down garden that hadn't been tended to for quite some time. You could truly sympathize with the garden- perhaps a few people came here and there to tend to the flowers, yet eventually everyone leaves, desolate and alone the floral slowly wither away into nothing. Much as yourself, growing thorns around your battered heart, for being alone is better than being betrayed by the lies of those who claim to care.

However you convince yourself to continue on, choking down those ugly emotions by painting a smile and playing one big game of pretend- for nobody likes to hear the woes of a person known to be an optimist and the face of a proper prefect; their world or otherwise.

Malleus, however, knew that face all too well. He knew from the moment he first met you in the front gates of your run-down dorms, although you spoke to him like any other student, he could see you and him were alike; surrounded by fake smiles and false pretenses of friendship for their benefit or enjoyment. He understood the differences between realness and a front, a mask he noticed you often put on in front of everyone else. Yet with him... you were very much real, and honest, despite sheltering the deepness of your personality in the depths of your heart you hadn't made it a point to lie to the prince as you had gotten to become close to him. He desperately found himself wanting to know you- pulling apart the layers, he wanted to learn more about who you were, about the things you liked, how you felt, how to see the world, to finally rid himself of his loneliness by inviting another to share his burdens; and he was terrified of it all the same.

Malleus grew up understanding his duties and knowing the facade he had to put on in front of everyone else- he knew he had to be the perfect prince, a leader, the face of a country, and the spokesperson of his people. Yet around you...he was free to talk about anything and everything under the sun and moon without judgment, without fear of tainting his name, without the shackles of princehood holding him down. He had people fear him, running away at the simple sight of his horns, and avoiding him as if Malleus were the plague himself. He knew he was destined to be truly alone- that was, until he found someone to be himself around. Although you were often by your lonesome and kept to yourself, you had always found a way to lift his spirits, smiling at him with genuine interest rather than the plastic he was sick of staring at.

That is why he was utterly shocked when he found you staring at the garden, tears pooling down your cheeks with that same look he had been all that familiar with. He had quietly sat next to you on the bench, noticing your melancholic gaze not leaving the garden although you now had company beside you. Together you sat in the silence of understanding, until you had taken a shaky breath and choked out a feeble cry of help.

"I'm tired of being lonely," Was all you said. Malleus felt his hand creep over to yours, gently grasping it and squeezing it with a slight tremble.

"You do not have to be," He said, turning his emerald eyes to stare into your own, "I...am here now." You pursed your lips and nodded slightly, leaning your body against the tall Faes strong build. There was not much to say, not much to do, yet in contrast it seemed as if the puzzle had simple put itself together in one aura of familiarity and assimilation without verbal articulation .

Silence reigned once more...two solitary souls finding comfort in one another's presence.

...For however long it'll last.

#Twisted wonderland #twst #Twisted wonderland x reader #Malleus #Malleus x reader #Malleus draconia x reader #Twst headcannons #twisted wonderland headcannons #Tired of finding solace in video games #Kind of self induldgent ngl

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1dum-slasher-writer · 1 month

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Day 3, the big boy. BUBBA BITCHES. 🙏🙏🙏

(don't mind the gyat 🗿)

NSFW 💅

•We all know how big bro is. His bulkiness isn't the only thing big... Bro is a decent average length, maybe MAYBE a teeny tiny bit less than average, but thick. Like, almost 2 hands to fit it around...

•First time seeing a dick/pussy? This mf is shell-shocked. He genuinely sits there in dead silence for a few minutes and just stares... (Lovingly)

•He probably couldn't handle being a top. He'd be scared he'd crush you, and he just couldn't handle the feeling of you under him. Mf loses himself ☠️

•The noises of pleasure make up for how little he talks. Gasps, whines, squeals, and squirming... Lots of vocalization, and he just can't help it. Gets bright red, especially if you convinced him not to wear a mask this one time.

•Honestly, doesn't know what sex is supposed to feel like, so he just uses hand gestures to show what he wants. New position? Gentle nudges. Slow down? His grip tightens. He's boutta cum? You can clearly hear it.

•Lord bless whoever sleeps w this man. He genuinely is sweet, buuuut gets kinda rough after a good few rounds. He honestly doesn't last long, but has a decent stamina. 🤷

#bubba sawyer x male reader #slashers x male reader #bubba sawyer #leatherface #leather face #bubba saywer x reader #tcm movie #tcm game #tcm 2 #tcm #texas chainsaw massacre game #texas chainsaw massacre #smut #sawyer family #bubba sawyer x reader #bubba sawyer x gn reader #headcannons #😩

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artcompany1 · 2 months

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If, for whatever reason, Chell willingly came back to aperture, Glados would be super happy about it, but she'd pretend she hated it.

Glados would go on about how she wished Chell stayed away but would never try and force her out or hint at an exit. She would conveniently lose the ability to summon a lift to the surface in an update.

She'd do things like give Chell the non-lethal test, or as non-lethal as aperture gets, but she'd go off about how Atlas and P-body are better equipped to do the dangerous test then Chell's fragile human body allows. She would also make comments about Chell's intelligence and how dumb she is.

She'd make Chell the nicest bedroom out of whatever she could fine. She'd also give her whatever human entertainment was still left. Stuff to entertain Chell while she was on her breaks, cause Glados is also giving her breaks now. She would, of course, justify this by talking about how her inferior human mind needs this to be a better test subject.

Chell would also coincidentally find tasty food lying around when she gets hungry. And, after all this time, she finally gets that cake. Glados only makes comments on her weight when she's eating unhealthy.

Glados would show Chell her growing bird army, to brag, of course. Occasionally, she would even let Chell play with them, obviously only to show her how much better they are than humans.

She would talk to Chell even when they weren't testing. She'd say that humans need one hour of conversation a day, but she'd talk to Chell way longer than that. And maybe, sometimes, Chell would feel comfortable talking back.

#could be taken as ship or friendship #whatever you prefer #glados is a tsundere #my headcanons #heacanons #portal headcannon #glados #chell #portal #portal 2 #headcannon #chell x glados #chelldos #portal chell #portal glados #portal game

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little2nerdy · 12 days

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we know abby has seen some really terrible injuries during her time with the foxes/aftermath of spending time with the ravens so she saw jean and was somewhat prepared, but i can imagine the nurses/doctors/trainers for the trojans being absolutely appalled, driven to drink levels of disturbed by seeing jean’s medical records/x-rays/scars. like i can just imagine the coaches and team staff getting together to compare notes on jean and realizing how far into the deep end they were thrown (they’re all cursing kevin day and wymack, and jeremy a little)

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hiddenonyx · 1 month

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Dumb Sayings

I grew up with these sassy, kinda dumb sayings, and here's (some) characters' reactions: ----

"Ow that's hot!" "Well it wasn't cooked in the freezer”

Mammon has to pause for a second to look at you, with this dumbfounded look while he processes what you said. He gets all huffy after that (he'll still begrudgingly share his food with you afterward, though).

Asmodeus looks over at you with the most unamused deadpan look, "Oh really hun? I would have never guessed." And then doesn't talk to you till he finishes whatever he was doing.

Luke gives you this look of surprise combined with a glare. How could you do this to him? He trusted you, MC! He gets huffy but ends up using that line on Solomon in the future (to wonderful effect).

"What's for dinner?" "Food." "What kind of food?" "Edible food."

Motherfucker, Levithan just wanted to know what you were planning to cook, he might have even considered offering to help. Fine, he'll just go back to his room.

Well, most of the stuff you make is edible, but Beelzebub was hoping you'd be more specific than that. Also are you okay? Do you need a hug?

Barbatos just stands in stunned silence. That's his line he uses on Diavolo when bugs him about meals. How?? You-you, you little-

"Hey has anyone seen this thing I'm looking for?" "Have you tried looking with your eyes open? Made sure your glasses are on?"

The glare Lucifer levels you with has his brother tensing in fear for you. Why yes, MC, he has considered both of those options. Now stop what you're doing and help him look, instead of being a smart ass.

Satan has to physically dig his nails into the object he's holding to prevent himself from throwing it at you. No, MC, he had never considered opening his eyes or putting his glasses on. You sure are helpful today, aren't you, you little cunt-

Diavolo starts to genuinely respond to your sarcastic questions before pausing and looking at you. He seems pleasantly surprised that you would dare joke like that with him. He shakes his head with a laugh; no MC he had not considered putting on his glasses. Would you be a dear and fetch them from the other room?

"Mhm, maybe I should try turning the light on too?" Solomon's only mildly amused. If you're done joking, could you help look? If Barbatos finds that mouse-

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cobaltfluff · 3 months

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one last night

#p5r #shuake #art tag #i finished this game last week #and it's had me in a chokehold ever since #i cannot think about anything else #all my waking moments are consumed by p5r thoughts #especially the bad end and BOY do i have some headcannons #i have like 3 dumbass memes and 2 long ass comics i want to do #but i aint got the time!!#im YELLING into the void guys please help me #also p5r cured my artblock #im rusty but i need to draw

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glitterforashes · 5 months

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Maybe date hcs for sal??? If you're fine and well?? I love that pretty boy too much ^^

𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 (𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞)? ; 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐜’𝐬!

>>> OKAY YA’LL HERE WE GO! so sorry it took me ages to get to this! wonderful ask from macncheese here, thank u for requesting! hope you enjoy!! <3 (SORRY I POSTED IT BEFORE IT WAS DONE IGNORE THAT. THIS IS FINISHED)

𝐒𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐫 —

is literally a nervous wreck leading up to asking you out

“dude, calm down.” “I CAN’T CALM DOWN SHE’S SO BEAUTIFUL AND PERFECT.”

has to give himself multiple pep talks in the mirror (they don’t work)

practices asking you out on ash (that doesn’t work either and she makes fun of him)

comes over to your apartment to play video games, is sweating and twitching like he’s cracked out

“sally? you okay?” “go out with me.”

“..please.”

the laughter that erupts from your mouth makes him want to curl up and die

you agree to go out with him obviously

you set a date for friday after school at 8

he picks you up from your apartment, wearing his only nice pair of jeans and a band tshirt

“uh hi.”

“hi baby:)”

he hands you a flower from the flower bush outside of the school almost mechanically and you immediately put it in your hair

you two walk together to the little pizza spot across from the apartments

you hold his hand and he almost explodes

he pays for u!!

ya’ll sit and eat and talk and laugh so obnoxiously everyone else in the room thinks you’re psycho

an old woman stares too long at sally so you flinch at her and she nearly has a heart attack

sally stares at you with so much adoration you think his only good eye is gonna turn into a cartoon heart and launch at you

you stay the night at his apartment after!!

• gizmo snuggles up between you two and you spend the latest hours of the night talking and twiddling fingers with each other

at eight pm sharp, there’s a knock at your door. you smile as you go to open it, revealing sally. even though he was dressed plainly, it bout made you foam at the mouth. “uh, hi.” he said. you smiled, heavily amused by how nervous he was. “hi baby.” he very very mechanically pulled a hibiscus flower from behind his back and extended it to you, standing still as a scarecrow. “aww, sal! thank you!” you took it and placed it behind your ear, smiling from ear to ear. he was so freaking cute you had to will your entire body not to just kiss him all over.

he was stiff and nervous and looked kinda scary, so you took his hand and shut the door behind you, starting to walk down to the elevator. “thanks for inviting me out sally.” you say. he cleared his throat abruptly, like your thanks shocked him, before mumbling “yeah you’re welcome.”

it was cute how he was so nervous— especially since you two had done way worse things together than just going to get pizza. you had been interrogated by police, chased by travis and his little boyfriends, given detention together, and a whole bunch of other things that were universally worse than getting food.

“you know you don’t have to be scared, right? loosen up!” you teased, bumping your hip to his as you two stepped into the elevator. “oh. right. sorry.” you laughed, and he chuckled softly, shaking his shoulders a bit. the walk was less awkward from there,, you continued holding his hand and making idle chatter, just yapping about whatever graced your mind. he made a point to walk a bit ahead of you and open the parlor door, gesturing dramatically like some sort of medieval prince. “after you, m’lady.” he said, and you laughed, doing a curtsy with your imaginary skirts as you walked into the building.

you two went to the counter together, but you ordered for the both of you because sally didn’t want to talk to the cashier. you got a full pepperoni pizza and a side of the crinkle cut fries you two would always request when you were high. you waited off to the side until you got your food,, which you took over to a booth in the back closest to the door. you two ate mostly in silence, too hungry to try to talk between bites. as of late neither of you had been eating the cafeteria food, so this was a saving grace to your stomachs.

in the post-food coma you two experienced, you threatened to stick a fry up sally’s nose and he nearly spat his drink all over the table, which made you laugh so loudly you nearly got embarrassed. you wiped up the mess yall made as sal packed your leftovers into a little box, shaking his head and chuckling to himself the whole time.

you carried the box of fries and he carried the pizza box, but you two still managed to awkwardly hold hands the whole way home. you shuffled into the tiny elevator and watched for a moment as it climbed the levels. you peeked over to sally to see him already side eyeing you and you both erupted into laughter, filling the elevator with the sounds of amusement.

when you got to sally’s apartment you two placed the leftovers on the little rickety kitchen table and immediately retreated to his bedroom, saying hi to his dad and beckoning gizmo to follow on the way in. you took off your uncomfortable pants and tossed them in a corner, and sal stripped down to his boxers. of course, this wasn’t uncommon. you had both established long ago that sleeping unrestricted was the best way to sleep.

you two plopped down on his bed side by side and gizmo shuffled his way in soon after, laying on your right arm and half on sally’s torso. you two spent some time just petting and praising gizmo, talking about how cute he was and sal telling you the story of how they got him.

around midnight you threw a pillow at the wall to flip the light switch off, and you two rolled over to face each other. your hand found his naturally and he began rubbing small circles on your palm with his thumb. “thank you for taking me out.” you whispered, nudging ever so slightly closer. “you’re welcome.” he said, shifting closer to you. you two migrated closer and closer until your forehead was touching the forehead of his mask. your breaths merged into one as you inhaled and exhaled in sync, just enjoying each others presence. gizmo purred like a motorboat, having moved to lay on y’all’s intertwined legs.

“i think i love you, sally.”

you said, but he was already asleep. you smiled and shook your head, snuggling your face into his as you closed your eyes. “goodnight then.”

“i think i love you too, (y/n).”

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Zoro x female reader - little girl

Warnings: anal penetration, vaginal penetration/ fingering, teasing, degradation, dirty talking

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“Thought you said you could handle me back here little girl?” Zoro smirks against your ear, your back pressed to his chest as he bounces you on his cock, his free hand fingering your sloppy pussy quickly making you tremble in his strong arms. His taunts continue as you only drool, no words finding their way out of your parted lips.

“All you kept saying was ‘I could take it Zoro I could take it’. Now look at you. Crying like a little girl over my big dick shoved up your ass with my hand fucking your little pussy.” Zoro’s words grunting in your ear as he looked down to see where his fingers were thrusting deep in your leaking cunt.

“Stupid little girl crying like a baby all cause of a dick. Thought you could take it and look at you, you can’t even say anything.” Zoro’s teeth nipping at your ear making you whine, his words going to your cunt making both of your holes clench pulling a hiss from the man behind you.

“Shit little girl you keep squeezing me like that and I’ll have to fuck you like this every. Damn. Day.” His words being followed by harsh thrusts up into your stretched hole, fingers curling in your cunt making you gasp.

“What’s that matter little girl? You gonna cum like the little slut that you are?” His degrading words going straight to both of you stretched and twitched holes that he was starting to get drunk on. “My slutty little girl doing so good for me though. I’m fucking you stupid ain’t I?”

Zoro knew you couldn’t manage any words, the feeling of him being inside of your ass for the first time was too much for you to even think. The silence you gave him except for your sweet moans, whimpers and whines were making his brain fuzzy and he was contemplating getting you a plug to wear so he could do this more often.

Your head falling back on his shoulder as his hips only fucked up into you more his name finally leaving you in a broken cry as you felt your belly tighten. “Z-Zoro~” Your whimper of his name makes the man smirk, his head turning to catch you in a deep and sloppy kiss. Biting at your bottom lip before grinning, “Go ahead little girl. I know I’m right. I know you wanna cum so let me see it.”

“AH~!” Your slutty high pitched scream reverberated off the walls making him hiss as your ass tightened on his cock, you pussy sucking in his fingers before he rubbed at your clit. Your pussy spraying all over the bedsheets below like a fountain making him curse.

“Son of a bitch little girl, look at your pussy crying like this. Damn you’re gonna make me cum.” Zoro hissed as he pushed you harder down on his cock, his hips stuttering as he bit into your neck, his cock twitching as he came deep in your tight ass. “Fuck~ did so good for me little girl. Might have to fuck you like this more often baby.”

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