#i go ohhhhhh god its so short. yeah this is how its supposed to be

[boypussydilf]

How about Gina and Gregson for the ask game?

OOH FUN CHOICE. i havent thought about them much. theyre green

ginny

Sexuality Headcanon: she can be a lesbian

Gender Headcanon: trans girl !!!!!

A ship I have with said character: whats it called goulstrade? yeah i like that its cute

A BROTP I have with said character: It is a CRIME that gina doesnt get to be called iris’s sister. they ARE sisters. and i love them. i also wanna give a shoutout to her friendship w ryuu tbh like hes responsible for kinda changing her worldview and letting her finally trust adults more bc he believed in her so much,. and thats neat. and also she shoots him

A NOTP I have with said character: there are no gina ships i have strong opinions about

A random headcanon: i know i said it before but in DGS3 From My Brain the baker street irregulars are like half ginas idea and half her thing. round-up of kids she maybe even knows some of personally. in general i believe in post-dgs2 gina using everything she has available to her to try and make life better for Kids Like Her

General Opinion over said character: Gina Gina Gina shes sosososo good !!!!!! i love her arc i love her everything !!!!!! i wish the writers recognized more what a major character she is. she feels like a part of the Core Group but then gets left out of Core Group events. SHES part of the family too i know it. i love her

slut failure gregson

Sexuality Headcanon: i know in my heart that man is aroace. i just do

Gender Headcanon: Just Some Cis Guy

A ship I have with said character: I have never seen a Gregson ship in my life.

A BROTP I have with said character: this guy has a limited cast of friends and theyre all great 1 gina. obviously. congratulations bitch!! you are forced to have a daughter figure now!! incredible wonderful friendship all they do is yell at each other. 2 iris like their interactions always put their dynamic just in the context of how iris writes about him sometimes but like . Considering everything there is distinctly a nonzero chance that hes known iris her entire life? so idk. just something to consider. 3 he and sherlock are not friends but they are really funny. gregsons curse woe sherlock be upon ye

A NOTP I have with said character: Again, I have never seen a Gregson ship in my life. Shit, maybe yall should start pairing him with random people just to see what fucking happens. Wheres uhhhh *flips through files* gregson/drebber ohgod im laughing so hard

A random headcanon: HGMMMMMMMM . i honestlygot nothin thats actually properly about him . uhh. yeah idk. He exists in proximity to many other characters and has probably had interactions with them! i cant think of anything thats really about him and isnt Actually Canon though.

General Opinion over said character: Best character in the game. tbh. i know ive said this before and also i say it about every character. But they kind of went off with this guy. they made a deeply interesting and complicated character who does some really fucked up things but also cant entirely be called bad . and then had 90% of his screentime be him getting shunted off to get bullied by various people and suffer the agonies of putting up with annoying bullshit. and they were right for that, too. bc its funny.

#Ive done so many of my Long Ass Rambling Ask Games #that when i do one more like. the normal amount #i go ohhhhhh god its so short. yeah this is how its supposed to be #basilask #dgs from my brain #< new tag for dgs from my brain. #headcanons n shit. i went and organized a buncha posts w it last night #the basil dgs cinematic universe is growing

[lord-explosion-baku]

Immortal Servant pt. 2

Demon!Aizawa x witch!reader, demon!Dabi x reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, kinda non consensual touching, suggestive themes, occult shit,

A/N: I said I’d return to this and I thought this request was kinda a good way to get into it??? It was kinda rushed but nobody’s perfect! Here are some boys.

Part 1

You flipped through the pages of your late aunt Wanda’s old grimoire in hopes of finding something, anything, that would help you get rid of the demon who was taking a siesta on your bed. It had been only two months since your immortal servant, Aizawa, has come into your life and you weren’t any closer to getting rid of him than the day you tried to beat him up with an umbrella.

It wasn’t all bad, having him around. He taught you a lot of about your magicks and how to harness the power that was laying in your belly or core or whatever. You asked him not to refer to it as your ‘core’ because that flustered you a bit. Aizawa said a lot of things that flustered you. It was annoying. But he helped you learn how to conjure and find lost items. “Baby steps,” is what he called them. You would complain because the first magical thing you’ve ever done, to your knowledge, was summoning Aizawa in the first place. Sure, it was by accident but you thought after doing that, the whole ‘baby steps’ thing seemed like bullshit Aizawa fed you so he could stay on this plane of existence for longer.

You had actually let your pursuit to get rid of him escape you for a hot minute. You let your guard down and started enjoying your time with him. You would make food, even though he could conjure up a meal with a snap of his fingers, and you would share it with him, noting what his favorite cuisine was. You would take him to coffee shops and when someone was especially rude to the barista, he would teach you how to enchant them and the two of you would cackle together when you made men in suits and grouchy old ladies cluck and bob their heads like chickens. You had too much fun with him!

The night before you decided to finally buckle down and teach yourself how to get rid of Aizawa was the night the two of you shared a bowl of popcorn while playing cards on your sofa. You shoved popcorn in his mouth when you got the upper hand and he accused you of cheating. You couldn’t ever beat him without cheating. He shoved his food right back into your mouth and while the two of you were laughing he scooted closer to you. He put his arm around you shoulder and opened his mouth so you could place one puff into his mouth and you mimicked his action. But your mouth wasn’t greeted again with popcorn. You were met with a kiss.

He didn’t taste like fire and brimstone like you imagined he would. He tasted sweet like grapes while his lips were salty from the popcorn and you… you liked it. So you kissed him back. Again and again until your legs were over his lap, your hips were rolling against him, and you were running your fingers through his soft black hair. It wasn’t until he ran his hands down to your sides that you pulled away and looked into his then red glowing eyes.

“Oh fuck no,” you whispered, getting off of him and the couch. “No,” you said again, louder, gathering the cards and shoving them messily back into the box. You grabbed the glass popcorn bowl and ran into the kitchen only to find Aizawa already standing by the sink. You jumped in surprise and dropped the bowl, the contents of it shattering across the kitchen floor. “God damn it!”

You grabbed a broom from out of the cabinet but the bowl was already back in tact in Aizawa’s hands. You groaned. “Stop that!”

Aizawa sighed and placed the bowl on you counter. “What’s wrong, Y/N?”

“I was going to sweep that up. I could’ve fixed it! I didn’t need you to do that!”

“Y/N…” he put his hands over yours before pulling the broom away. He was probably afraid you were going to beat him with it. “What’s really wrong?”

You breathed out. “You’re here too much!” You went to the sink and started washing dishes that were already clean. “You stare at me all the time. You’re… You do things that I don’t ask you to do!”

“It’s my job…”

“Well! You’re fired!” He scoffed at that. You turned around and glared at him. “I didn’t want you to kiss me!”

“No?” He made his way towards you and placed his hands on the counter, blocking you in. “Because you kissed me back.”

“Go away, Aizawa,” you growled.

“You don’t want me to go away.”

“You stupid fucking demon, you don’t know what I want!” You grabbed a glass and threw it on the floor and started using the broom to sweep it up. You knew it was ridiculous but you had to make a point.

“You’re right,” he said, stepping around the glass. “Yeah, you’re incredibly hard to read and it’s frustrating. The moment I think I understand you or think we’re getting on, you blow me away by doing something impulsive and rash that I often times do have to clean up for you and I don’t complain. I’m here to help you, to guide you into becoming a better witch. I want to help you. I like making things a little easier for you but if you want to act like a petulant child in return, then be my guest. Who am I to stop you? I’m just a stupid fucking demon.” Your heart sank. You didn’t mean to call him that. “If you need nothing else for tonight, I’ll be going to bed.” With that, he was gone.

You ended up spending the entire night trying to translate the grimoire. You thought you might’ve found something a few pages after the one you found the summoning spell for Aizawa. You weren’t great at translating Latin yet but it was for something along the lines of needing help for some unsolvable problem. The spell looked simple enough. It was a simple chant that you did and a pin prick of your finger.

As soon as the blood started to ooze from your the tip, Aizawa grabbed your wrist. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“You’re always telling me to study and that’s exactly what I’ve been doing.” You yanked your hand back. “I’m finally getting shit done.”

“Blood is for summoning, Y/N! What did you read?”

“Something that’s gonna help me with my unsolvable problem!” You slammed your hand to the book. “You!”

“Stop-!” But it was too late. The book flew back and splayed open. Pages started to turn on their own and wide blue blast erupted from it. Turquoise flames swirled around your bedroom, your body warming up as the flames grew closer. Aizawa kept his arm in front of you like a mother protecting a child at an abrupt stop in a car.

The lights in the room flickered as a gleaming skeleton climbed out of the book, clawing at your carpet. The skeleton stood upright and you heard chuckling as the flames enveloped its form. Your mouth fell open when a man stepped out of the chaotic mess and the flames disappeared.

The demon wore a burnt jacket with a white low cut t-shirt revealing weird burnt looking skin that covered his muscular chest and his chin. It seemed to be stapled on to regular human looking flesh. Short black horns, not unlike the ones Aizawa had when he first appeared to you, protruded underneath black spiky hair. A dark grin crept across his face while his bright blue eyes looked you up and down. You shuddered and Aizawa stepped in between the two of you.

“This was a mistake,” Aizawa said. “We don’t need you here.”

The demon tilted his head at him. “Is that you Aizawa? My my, you don’t look a day over six thousand and three.” He took a step closer and his grin widened when you peaked over Aizawa’s shoulder. “Who’s the cutie you’ve got there?”

“Back off,” Aizawa said, pushing you away. “You can’t have her.” You realized then that you hadn’t seen Aizawa interact with anybody other than you and there he was, having a chat with another demon that he could have known since the beginning of time.

“Oh? You have domain over her soul? I can tell just by looking at her that she’s clean as a whistle. You slippin’, old friend?”

“Aizawa,” you whispered. “Who is that?” Aizawa frowned at you.

“Name’s Dabi. But you can call me,” he snickered, “anything you want.”

You figured right then and there that all demons were perverted and immoral bastards. “Get rid of him, Aizawa.” Your eyes flashed to the amused looking Dabi. “Please.”

Dabi clicked his tongue. “Ohhhhhh, you’re in the service business now, I see. How very unlike you. Well,” he clapped his hands together and the air around you seemed to get heavier, “I have a job to do here so why don’t you run off, Aizawa? Go clean the chimney or garden something.”

“Dabi is a lust demon, Y/N,” he sighed. “That unsolvable problem you read about in the book has nothing to do with me but everything to do with… your core.”

Your eyes widened. “Lust demon?? I didn’t want that! I-!”

“You dug your grave,” he cut you off and moved away from you. “Now, lay in it.”

Aizawa vanished, leaving you alone in a room with a thing that was looking at you like you were a piece of meat. How could he just leave you there like that? He was supposed to be your servant! He was supposed to be your friend!

“Aizawa!” You called for him. No answer. You ran for the door but the handle wouldn’t budge. “Aizawa, you asshole!!”

Stapled hands were over yours and you felt your tension ease up a bit. “Aren’t you just a doll,” the demon purred from behind you. You turned to the voice and you couldn’t help but be entranced by the shining turquoise eyes before you. “Y/N, was it?”

“Um, yeah. Listen, this is a misunderstanding. I was just trying to send Aizawa back to,” you gestured at the book on the floor, “where you both came from I guess?”

He quirked an eyebrow at you. “Is that so? So you don’t like being served? You don’t like having you every whim catered to?” With every word, his face moved closer to yours.

Heat rose in your cheeks. “Well, no- I just don’t know if I want to have him constantly, uhh…”

“You don’t have to explain to me, little witch. Aizawa might be a little too submissive for your liking.”

“Wha-? No! It’s not like that at all!” If anything it was the opposite. Aizawa never listened to you. You attempted to move away from him but he grabbed your wrist and you were shoved back against the door. “Hey!”

“You know, I think I might be able to help you- banish him that is. I’d just need something in return…” he took your arm and kissed the back of your wrist. A fervorous wave was sent through you from the contact. It took everything you had not to let out a sigh. What the hell?

“...what? You want my soul?”

You couldn’t get your body to move as Dabi’s hot lips trailed kisses from your shoulder to your neck. “Hardly,” he whispered, beginning to nibble on the shell of your ear. “You don’t need Aizawa to take care of you, do you?”

He placed a hand on the curve of your side and started to move it up. His touch was… so warm… enticing. “N-no,” you managed to stutter out.

“No,” he agreed, raking his fingers across your back. “No, when I’m through with you, you’ll know that you just need me, yeah?” His eyes met yours and he made a move for your lips but you turned your head. “Kiss me.”

“I meant no, don’t touch me!” you pushed him off of you and ran for your side table. You had jars full of herbs you bought from the market before you started growing them in your yard. You knew you had sage somewhere and that always seemed to keep Aizawa at a distance but you were only finding lavender and dillweed.

Long fingers knitted through your hair and you were pulled back into Dabi’s arms. He ran his fingers up your stomach and snickered, “you know, the longer you resist this, the harder it’s gonna be for me to control myself.”

That was controlling himself? You took back everything you ever said to Aizawa. He was a damn saint compared to Dabi. “Expollo,” you cried, trying to wriggle away from the demon. “Expello!” You didn’t know enough Latin...

Dabi tossed you onto your bed and the sheets began wrapping around your wrists. Dabi pulled at your shirt while his tongue ran over your breasts.

Your breathing was labored as you felt heat flood into your nether regions. Dabi was petting you through your sweats. He chuckled when your brows knitted together. “Say yes,” he commanded. “You want to,” he crawled on top of you and leveled his head with yours. “You want to so bad, it hurts.”

“Expello uhhh Dabi!”

“Say my name again. I like- ah!” Something hit Dabi’s back and he winced. Did you do that?

“Ab deme Touya huic domui,” Aizawa’s love voice echoed through the room. “Expelle decretum tenebris.”

There was another crash onto his back and Dabi seethed in response. He turned around and hissed something that sounded like Latin but backwards at Aizawa before the skin around his face started to flake away. He took one last look at you before evaporating into the air.

You unwound your arms from the sheets and sat up looking at Aizawa who was holding a glass full of herbs from your yard. “Where the hell did you run off to? You just left me with him!”

He held up the jar. “Gardening. Juniper and fern extract are great for on the go banishment spells.” Juniper and fern. “You’ve lost your grimoire privileges for like a week, by the way. He’s always been bad news and now you’ve got him running free.”

“He… Dabi where is he?”

“He’s around still,” Aizawa shrugged. “Not here but I’m positive he’ll be back. I’m gonna have to teach you how to wean off other pesky demons, aren't I?”

“I’m sorry,” you breathed out, still trying to analyze what had just went down. “You’re not stupid. I was just frustrated.”

“Frustrated, huh. That might be an understatement.” He grinned, “I’ve told you before that I know ways of getting your frustrations out. You’d never have to summon demon of lust again.”

You shook your head at his suggestion. “I wasn’t trying to do that. I was trying to-,”

“Get rid of me, yeah,” he rolled his eyes. He picked the grimoire up off the floor and brushed some residual ash away from it. “Now you won’t be able to do that. The moment he senses that I’m gone, he’ll be back and I doubt he’ll be as… kind to you while I’m away.”

How eerie. You kinda wished that your aunt warned you about the perverted demons you’d encounter in her will.

“You could always, I don’t know, show me how to send him back?”

Aizawa hummed and wrapped his hands around you. He kissed the top of your head. “Baby steps, Y/N.” It was supposed to be reassuring but your body was flushed and even though Dabi was gone for the time being, residual sensual energy was still pumping through your veins and you found yourself getting a little too excited by Aizawa’s embrace.

You cleared your throat and stepped away from him. “Um,” you said, avoiding his gaze. “I think I’m gonna order some pizza. Are you- uh… in the mood for pizza.”

Aizawa smirked as if he could see right through you. “Yeah,” he said. “Pizza sounds great.”

~

Ab deme Touya huic domui - Expel Touya from this house.

Expelle decretum tenebris - Banish this darkness.

~

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