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#i was so calmes when it happen it was scary I usually cry at nothing
yoohyeontual · 2 years
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I feel so much emotions and none at the same time right now
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mysicklove · 6 months
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𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆
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DAY 24: SPREADER BAR
With: Zenitsu Agatsuma
Word Count: 1.2k
Warnings: Sub! Zenitsu, gn! reader, crying, reader kinda is pushy but Zenitsu is fine with it, VERY sensitive Zenistu, overstimulation,
A/N: I hope i didn't take this too far. Reader is kinda pushier than my other fics, but idk. kinda nervous about this one for some reason. tbh, I'm not really liking any of my kinktober fics </3
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Zenitsu squirms. Plain and simple. Kiss his cheek and he is giggling like a school girl, touch his chest and he is shrinking away from you with a whine, stroke his cock and he is accidentally closing his thighs together. It was just instinctual, he’s sensitive, and even if he likes the touch, he seems to struggle staying still and letting it happen.
So, you bought him a spreader bar. Zenitsu adores handjobs, but its always a pain to keep respreading his legs (You once slapped his thighs as a warning to keep them open, and he immediately sobbed and begged for forgiveness. You never slapped him again). It was good to take measures into your own hands. 
But, he happened to be a little nervous about it.
“Y/NNNNN. Is this really necessary?” Zenitsu whines, his face pink from embarrassment at being completely bare in front of you. You were clicking on the cuffs to his ankles, while he lays against the headboard. 
You kiss the inside of his knee, before moving up closer to him. “You know it is. How am I supposed to make you feel good if you keep moving away?”
He pouts and looks away. “Don’t mean to.”
“I know baby, you’re just so sensitive. I love that about you,” You coo, leaning forward to kiss his temple. You rest your hand on his abdomen, and he flinches, eyes flickering to yours out of nervousness.
He looks down at his open legs and covers his face. “So embarrassing.”
“Hmmm. It’s cute, legs spread like a little whore. Only for me, hmm?” He whines at the slight degradation, moving closer to you to seek comfort in your warmth. But of course, he agrees, slightly nodding and playing with his fingers.
Your hand moves down to his cock, and he lets out an airy breath. Immediately you hear the clanging of the cuffs as he tries to move. You grin, glad his thighs aren’t stopping your antics, and pump him once, and then twice. His hand grips onto your pants and he looks up at you with pleading eyes. 
You continue, now going faster, and he keens, back slightly arching off the bed. He tries to keep his mouth shut, but it gets harder with every second. A minute goes by, and he is already spasming.
“F-Fuck slow down–You know I can’t!” He isn’t used to this, he usually gets a small break in the moments you take to pull away his legs. A chance for him to calm down, to not let his oversensitive body overwhelm him.
His legs are trembling and flexing as they try to force themselves together, but can’t. You continue your merciless pace, and his mouth hangs open, moans and whimpers falling with every second. Tears have already begun to well up. “I can’t. Wait, please! I can’t! Too much. It’s too much!”
You slightly slow your pace at his words and watch the way the pre drips down your hands. His thighs are shaking and he is twitching. Tears begin to spill over as he finally has a chance to catch his breath. You rub his face, brushing the drops away. “’m sensitive! Can’t keep up. You are going too fast, Y/N!” He sobs, and you coddle his face in apology, glancing back at the way his whole body seems to jerk when you reach the head of every slow stroke.
You coo at him, murmuring sweet nothings into his ear, as the spreader bar clanks with his movements. “But doesn’t it feel good, Zen? Your body is so reactive. You just need to relax and let it happen.”
He looks up at you with crocodile tears in his eyes and lets out a couple of sniffles. “Well, it did feel good. Just scary. Don’t got any control over myself,” He warbles, burying his face into your clothes for comfort.
You smile at him and begin to pick up the pace of your hand again. His hand tightens into a fist on your clothing. “Let me take care of you. I won’t let anything happen to you. Just gotta relax for me, yeah?”
A second goes by, and then two. “Mhmkay. Just, try to be gentle. Please?”
“Of course. Doing so well, ya know. Being such a good boy,” You praise, and he lets out a happy hum, soaking up the words. 
You slowly make your way to your original pace, ignoring the way he jumps, or tries to hyperextend one of his legs at the feeling. He begins to pant, and he’s clutching at you desperately, trying to keep himself relaxed, but also grounded.
Eventually, you reach your original pace, and his knees are caving in. He wants to close his legs desperately, but he can’t, and his body is reacting immensely to the intense pleasure. “Fuck. Fuck. Its a lot. It’s too much!”
“How does it feel, Zenitsu?”
He thrashes around the sheets, crying again, but seeming to enjoy it more than before. He doesn’t look afraid, just simply letting it happen. “Good! Mhmmokay im okay. Just–Just hard. Cant….Think!”
The bed creaks from his sporadic movements, and you are even having trouble keeping your hands on him. His hips are turning from left to right, and his back is arching occasionally. His mouth is open again, and his eyes are hazy. “Can’t last. I can’t!”
The bar continues to rattle, and his legs continue to strain against it. You are even worried that he might break it from the force of his movements. “You can cum whenever you want, my love.”
He doesn’t respond, just nodding his head, with his eyes slightly rolled back. His hands can’t stay still, interchanging from clutching at you or the sheets, to holding onto his legs to try to help stop force against the bar.
With his upcoming orgasm, the pleasure becomes more intense, and he begins to sob. “Fuck. S-Sensitive. Oh god, feels weird! Gonna cum. Please please please! It’s too much again!”
“You already have my permission, Zen. Relax, let it out.” He nods into your clothing and clings onto you like a lifeline but listens.
He cums, and it’s much different than before. He can’t curl up into himself, as he usually does, but tries to anyways. His body goes stiffer than usual, and he lets out three high pitches, broken moans. He shuts his eyes and arches his back into you. The white liquid coats his stomach, but he can’t even feel it, instead focusing on riding out the waves. 
He looks cute like this. It seems like it was his strongest orgasm in a while, and you are intrigued by it. Your hand slows down, and forces out the last couple of drops from the tip. 
You accidentally overstimulate him, and his whole body jerks and he lets out a whimpering sound. You gulp and pull away, trying to think of other thoughts, because overstimulating Zenitsu may be adorable, but if he reacted the way he does with a handjob, you may kill the poor boy with anything more.
But he blinks at you, eyes red with tears. “Again?” He breathes, still twitching occasionally from the aftershock. 
You gulp again, not sure if going again would kill him, or you.
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allfearstofallto · 1 month
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Wow I loved your latest child piece, do you think he would try desperately to make his sons like him? Give them gifts and go fishing together with his oldest son? I mean he can see that the kid is terrified of him but he tries to reassure him but to no avail. I think he would let his anger out on some of his poor Fatui men or on his missions whenever these moments happen to him. That’s so angsty how Childe loves his family but they only see him as the monster they think he is.
Y'all I actually really do like writing for yandere Childe's family!! The angst is so fucking good!!
But since I can't keep up with the nameless kids, the older boy is Adonis and the younger one is Damon
Yandere! Childe x Fem! Reader
Forced Marriage AU
TW: Yandere Themes, Reader has children, mentions of previous abuse
“You look so cute all bundled up like that, my sweet,” you praised your older son, even patting his head and squeezing his cheeks the way you knew he liked. Yet nothing you were doing could lift the dark cloud that was over him, the fear in his eyes was paralyzing and he was gripping the hem of your dress so tightly, you thought he'd rip it if he were made to let go.
“P-pl-please don't send me away, mommy,” Little Adonis whimpered through tears and you felt your heart shatter. Orange hair framing his face, you brushed it to the side. You hated just how much they looked like their father, his genes so strong they were like little carbon copies of him. And their cries always tugged at your heart, you hated that he made you feel empathy for his face
With your other son still on your hip, you tried to comfort both boys. Finding it difficult to soothe with your hands full. Adonis had gone from whimpering and labored breaths to full blown sobbing at this point, wiping the tears from his chubby cheeks with the backs of his mittens. You tried to stop him from crying, tried to get him to calm down. When the older one cried, so did the younger, and soon Damon was also in your arms shedding tears.
“Your father just wants to take you out for a bit,” your voice was shaky as you tried to reassure him, “You won't even be far. The pond is only a short walk away.” Your words fell on deaf ears as they continued to cry, both of them getting your dress wet with their fat tears.
“What's all the commotion?” The voice that asked this question somehow managed to make both of your children suck their tears up quickly and fall into an almost scary silence. They peaked up at you, waiting for your response to Ajax, who was giving you his usual charming smile.
“I- I just don't think Adonis is very fond of the snow,” you spoke quickly while patting the boy's head, even cupping his cheeks to try and wipe away some of the wetness from his face.
If Childe noticed how tense the entire family has become at his presence he didn't speak on it. Instead he took a knee right in front of his son, also reaching up to pat the boy's head, but he flinched away from his father's touch. You squeezed his shoulder a bit too tightly to hold him in place, making him look up at you in a way that broke your heart. He felt as if you were betraying him, but you knew better, what Childe could do to him was much much worse.
“That's nonsense. He's from Snezhnaya, he should love the snow,” he finally got to pet Adonis’ head. His large hand that was covered in scars and callous practically getting lost in the orange locks.
“Maybe he takes more after me,” you took Childe's hand, trying to put his attention more on you instead, “It doesn't even get cold in Liyue. You remember how much I hated it here when I first arrived, don't you?”
His eyes went dark for a moment as he squeezed your hand a little too tightly, “You hated it here for a lot of reasons.”
“But the cold was the worst part,”
“Adonis will be fine,” he spoke while placing a kiss upon your lips, then one on Damon's forehead, “My father took me ice fishing when I was practically an infant.”
“I-i suppose,” words muttered with your head down.
The two of them slipped on their boots together, with Childe even helping his son tie his. You felt on edge watching the both of them leave out the door. It was the first time that you'd ever left Childe alone with him, and the instinct inside of you that was telling you to protect them was on high alert. There was nothing you feared more than your husband.
But nothing could be done. Childe kissed you again on the lips and you pressed your forehead to your sons, quietly whispering words of assurance to him and most of all Please be good.
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karasimpno · 1 year
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haikyuu men reacting to you getting followed on your way home
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I had something pretty scary happen to me last night, so what better than fictional volleyball men to seek comfort in! (lmao this was actually a year and a half ago, it’s literally been sitting in my drafts that long. happy 1.5k, friends!)
featuring: iwaizumi, bokuto, daichi, sakusa
contains: mention of being followed, fear, comfort, gn!reader
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Iwaizumi starts when you slam the door behind you and fall back against it, letting out a heavy exhale. He looks up from where he’s slicing vegetables for dinner with a concerned expression. “Babe?” he asks, concern lacing his voice, not used to you waiting by the door before kissing him hello. He sets down the knife and walks over to you calmly. “Are you okay?”
The lump that forms in your throat threatens to break as you purse your lips together to keep from crying. “No,” you barely manage to whisper, and before the syllable is even off your lips, one of Hajime’s strong hands is on your waist, pulling you closer. His other hand gently but firmly cups your cheek, drawing your gaze to his, all fiery intensity at seeing his love hurt like this. “What happened?” he whispers.
It comes out in a jumbled, rushed mess - “there was this guy - he was following me, I - whenever I would speed up or - he would walk faster. And I tried to get away, but he crossed the street too and - ” you don’t realize it, but you’re trembling, heart racing again at the memory. It ignites something in your boyfriend.
“I’ll fucking kill him,” Hajime growls, and you don’t doubt him for a second. Your resolve crumples at that very moment, and you fall forward into his sturdy chest, his safe, strong arms instantly wrapping around you. “I was just so scared,” you whisper, and Hajime’s thoughts turn to nothing but you, holding you tight and reassuring you: you’re safe.
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You don’t actually realize how scared you were until you see the look on Bokuto’s face when you walk in the door. 
Big, warm, owlish eyes find yours and something inside your chest heaves, sending a shudder through your body. Your boyfriend is already whipping around the kitchen table before you reach can an arm out to steady yourself on the wall. Usually so strong and buoyant, Bokuto almost startles you with his softness as he pulls you into his embrace. Big, strong arms wrap around you and you allow yourself to collapse into the safety they provide.
“Baby...” he whispers against your forehead from where you’re nestled into his neck. A hand snakes up to tangle in your hair and press you closer against him. His fingers are strong, tense, and you can practically read his thoughts - if only I’d been there...
Bokuto bends down and scoops your legs up, which you eagerly wrap around his waist as you bury your face farther into his neck. He smells like sunscreen and cologne and you could almost cry at how comforting that exact scent is. Supporting you with one hand and using the other to rub comforting patterns up and down your back, he gently carries you back to your shared bedroom, where he holds you for the rest of the evening and lets you know - you’re safe, you’re safe.
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“Oh my love,” Daichi murmurs, pulling you into his embrace on the couch. His thumb had been gently rubbing over your knuckles as you calmed yourself down enough to tell him what had happened on your way home, but now he can’t keep himself from holding you close. If he had lost you...
“It’s okay, I’m okay,” you say firmly. You’re not sure whether you’re reassuring him or yourself, but feeling his strong arms around you is a hell of a lot better than trying to regulate your own heartbeat. “I’m so sorry,” he whispers. “I wish I could’ve...” but he trails off. He knows right now is not about him.
Instead, he pulls you fully into his lap and tucks your head under his chin, running reassuring fingertips up and down your arm. You feel safe, like he’ll never let you go. You feel your elevated heart rate receding, and you relax into his embrace, feeling better already. He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and the two of you sit in silence like that for a long time. 
At one point, after it feels like you two are essentially part of the couch, Daichi puts his hand on your head, his fingers gently scratching your scalp as a low humming begins to resonate from his chest. You always used to catch him singing under his breath when he cooked for you, and the vibrations from his sternum lull you into an even deeper sense of peace now. You forget your worries and for a moment the world is just you and him.
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“Come here.”
The words are the first thing you hear when you finally make it back into the safety of your home. If you didn’t know the man any better, you would be sure the words were angry, even aggressive. But no, Sakusa’s voice was just urgent. You exhale shakily, feeling numb, and slip into Sakusa’s quickly-approaching arms.
You had texted him what had happened after hiding in a late-night grocery store to call a ride home instead of walking. Sakusa had demanded to come pick you up but you had insisted on just calling a car instead, because you wanted to be home as soon as possible. Now that you were here, locked in his warm embrace, you just wanted to lay down, the fearful adrenaline leaving your body in a rush.
“Can we just...” you slip out of his arms and barely have the strength to lead him to your shared bedroom and flop onto the mattress, feeling his weight dip onto the comforter alongside you. Intertwining your legs, he takes your face in his hands and rests his forehead against yours, knowing you need peace and comfort right now. His thumb brushes gently across your temples.
“Breathe,” he whispers, and you do, your chest rising and falling in time with his. “I’m right here,” he says, pulling you closer. “I’m not going anywhere, you’re safe, right here.” You don’t even notice the tears forming until they’re dripping onto his shirt, but he just holds you even tighter and grounds you with his touch.
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kittyfuckincheshire · 1 month
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📺 WHAT DATING VOX IS LIKE 📺
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-vox is very possessive of you.He gave you a reckless to wear that has the Vs symbol on it so people know that your his. So when some one flirts with you anyway he makes them regret it.He doesn't usually blame you for it but he can be a bot hostile after an encounter like that. Angry sex.
He takes pride in spoiling you he brags about all his power and money and proves it to you by getting you the most lavish and expensive gifts.
Your the only one allowed to touch his stuff,in fact he tends to prefer it.If he took off his suit jacket and someone else touched it he would electrocute them till they died. But if you touch it he'll just smile at you.
He can be very consumed bye his work so if he's working to much you usually have to convince him to let you drag him away from it. A shoulder massage works best.
If he found out someone was insulting you would never see or hear from them again and anytime you would ask vox about it he would just say don't worry I handled it.
Vox can be surprisingly tender with you, if he sees you crying he'll pull you down on his lap and hold you and give you head pats to calm you down before asking you what's wrong he'll always remove whatever or whoever made you sad.
Not necessarily so much PDA he has to keep his reputation but he may occasionally grad your waist or put his hand on your thigh if your sitting in public.
In private he can barley keep his hands off you,and not Evan purposely, his hands just seem to make contact with you no matter what. Hand almost always around your waist,shoulder and holding your hips. If he is sitting down his leg is touching yours and his hand is always on your thigh.
Doesn't do anything if Valentine is flirting with you like he does with everyone but if he gets to close or touches you vox will immediately step in and tell Val to keep his hands off his women.
You aren't an overload,but velvette and Val don't seem to mind to much because you don't really get involved in there overlords work.
velvette actually really likes you and you are one of the very few people in which she loves your fashion taste.
Valemtino mainly flirts with you to piss vox off.
Vox absolutely loves and will do so anywhere,whisper into your ear, weather its sweet nothing's or promises of what's to happen in the bed room later,or warnings, he loves doing so because he knows how reactive you are to it, to make you shudder and squirm.
When vox gets mad he can get very force full and scary, he hates scaring you but sometimes it happens,especially when he yells or grabs you while he's angry, but he's never hit you not once.
A shot ton of binge watching shows or movie nights,and gaming nights as dates despite his reputation, vox is not very social and doesn't like parties or anyplace with a lot of people.
You always sleep on vox's chest,if you don't fall asleep on it you wake up on it,he's very cuddly when he sleeps but will deny anyone who asks.
Loves checking you out, if you tell him to stop he says,"why? you're mine, I can stare at what's mine all I want,Or if you didn't want me to stare don't look so fucking hot.
Neck kisses loves giving them and receiving them,doesn't matter how distracted he is,if you kiss his neck once he gets turned on, he does the same to you if you don't focus on him.
He will give you little zaps as a joke or to tickle you as he loves to make you laugh.
He hates using hypnosis on you but if you do something he really doesn't like he'll use it on you to make you stop then apologize after.
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cobrabobra · 1 year
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Dating Carl headcanons:
I think the most important part that people often forget about Carl is a teenager, ani insecure one. How could be not be if he literally has a hole in his face?
He surely knows that his skills are exceptional, that he knows how to handle things, that he's brave and pretty fucking cool, but every teenage boy has his insecurities and Carl is no exception.
I could imagine him being anxious after arriving in Alexandria, seeing that there are boys his age, he begins to think that maybe you'd leave him, that he was your boyfriend because he was the only choice.
He constantly tries to show you that he is in fact the best option for you, trying to protect you, provide for you, going on runs alone just to get you something. He's willing to risk his life just to make you see what he'd do for you.
And that brings another problem, Carl risking his life all of the time. Going alone to the woods, going to the Sanctuary, provoking Negan and his people. But I think that's a mix of frustration, being angry at how things are and wanting to change them and the need to show everyone that he's independent and capable of handling himself.
Another one of Carl's insecurities is not being able to express his emotions very well, he's used to bottling everything up until it explodes and he doesn't want to do that to you, but he doesn't know how to do it differently. He's scared to share, scared that you won't care or be troubled by it when you already have a lot of things on your head, he's scared that you'll get scared of him, that he'll push you away if he shares.
He never considered himself as handsome, he always was the pretty boy type, but that didn't bother him if it didn't bother you. Well, it didn't bother him until he got shot, then he wasn't pretty or handsome or anything other than a disgusting, ugly freak. He tried to hide that it bothered him, that he felt you didn't love him anymore, that you were scared of him, or grossed out. Which you probably were, everyone would be, but it quickly became normal, it wasn't gross or scary, it wasn't beautiful, it was normal, it was a part of him.
"Carl, are you here?" you knocked on the bathroom door, he was in there for quite a while and you were worried. "Can I come in?"
"No, please, don't" his voice was weak and shaky, like he was crying.
"Carl, please. At least tell me what's happening" you begged, your heart beating hard in your chest, you were scared, you needed to know what happened.
"It's just- it's my eye" he sighed, trying to calm himself, he didn't want to look weak in front of you. "I'm okay, just don't come in"
"Alright, I won't. Just- you know I love you, right? Nothing will change that" it was a promise, it didn't matter what he'd look like, what he'd become.
Carl never fully accepted his eye, but it became easier to live with it, thanks to you, he understood that this was a part of his body, that it can't be changed and that it didn't change anything between the two of you, that helped a lot.
You helped him a lot, not just with the way he looked at himself, with his emotions, but you saved him countless times, you cared for him, protected him and he wanted to do the same for you. He never was the best with expressing his feelings so that was his way of showing you his love.
You still did the usual couple things, holding hands, kissing, cuddling, fuck, Carl started to panic the second you were beyond his reach. You were his safe place and he needed you all the time.
It's just the talking about his feelings part that was hard for him.
He wasn't the romantic type, he didn't get you flowers or jewelry, but he made breakfast for you when he woke up before you, he made sure to wrap you up in a blanket when you were taking a nap on the couch. He showed his love through doing these little things for you.
He loves spending time with you, baking together, reading together, taking care of judith together, going on walks together, showering together, everything you did, he wanted to be close, to keep an eye on you.
But that doesn't mean he's clingy, he wants to be near, not to sit in your lap and kiss you all the time (he kinda does want to, but he doesn't do it).
If anything happens to you, I pity the fool that tries to stop Carl from being with you. He'll kick and punch, threaten and beg, anything to be there for you when you need him.
And if someone did something to you, don't worry, they're already dead, we all know that Carl's a little psycho and he'll do everything for his family. He tries to be calm and rational but if somebody lays thair hand on you he simply can't control himself, plus it's not like they don't deserve it.
He'd try to be his best self for you, it was because of you that he wanted Negan to live, he lost himself for a while and you pulled him out of it, because of that he believes everyone, well maybe not everyone, most of the people deserve a second chance, people can change.
He knows you're both young, maybe too young for him to even think about it but he can imagine having a family with you. The way you take care of Judith, hold her in you arms, the way you talk to her, kiss her forehead, play with her, he wants that for his own kid.
He wouldn't settle for just any ring, if he proposes, he's doing it right. He searches for not only the prettiest ring but also the coolest looking one.
When it comes to touching, Carl isn't particularly clingy, but he likes to keep a hand on your thigh, squeeze it a little, tease you. I think there's a lot of teasing, he can be cruel sometimes.
But you teasing him? No, that's not happening, not on his watch. He's too impatient for that, too vulnerable in a way.
He likes to kiss you, a lot. Good morning kisses, goodnight kisses, you look so pretty today kisses, all of them.
"Morning" he said, his voice raspy and tired, his eyes still half closed. He hugged you from behind, his chin resting in your shoulder, his hair tickling your neck.
"Morning" you said, smiling a little, he was so cute like this. "I'm making eggs"
"Mhm" he didn't care about some eggs. He took your chin in his hand and made you look at him, he wasn't harsh or anything, his movements were slow and delicate. He placed a sweet kiss in your lips and it has you melting into his arms.
"Breakfast will be ready in a minute" you turned your head, your cheeks were slightly pink, he never failed to make you blush, not even after doing this hunderds of times. "Wash your teeth"
Carl can be rash sometimes, like when he's really excited, horny or after a fight, adrenaline buzzing in his veins, he'd pull you in for a hungry, desperate kiss, his fingers digging into your hips, his crotch pressed against yours, but he's usually delicate with you, unless you want him to be a little rough.
He's a caring lover, tending to your every need, he'd be a loving father and a great leader, but only with you by his side.
Hope you enjoyed and thank you for your kind words under my daryl headcanons.
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gamergirl-niffler · 5 months
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Darling 💛 I get you usually ain't into emergency requests and all, but I could really use some headcanons for Wrio, Tartaglia, Neuvilette, and Itto. Their s/o is dealing with psychosis, specifically grappling with schizophrenia. I would love to get some comfort from them, hah..
Sweetie 💜 I know you are going through some tough time but remember that I am here to give you any kind of support I only can!
I hope you will like what I wrote for you 💜💜
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☕ Wriothesley ☕
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- Everyone in Fortress of Meropis is looking after you - Duke’s lovely assistant.
- When the world starts to change its shape and the Fortress doesn't look the same anymore, you stop recognizing people.
- Those aren't the residents anymore… They are shadows and they are after you, wanting to rip you apart. They want you dead.
- When this happens and you aren't near Wriothesley, there always is someone who will keep an eye on you while someone else is running to find the Duke.
- When Wriothesley reaches you, you are already trying to get away from whoever is holding you from fear of your life.
- The moment you see him, you run right into his arms. “They… T-They are after me, Wrio. They want to get me.”   
- He hushes you and quickly picks you up. Wriothesley takes you to his office so you are away from everyone and everything.
- He of course makes you a cup of the tea that always calms you down.
- If you see things that scare you, don't you worry - your beloved Duke is there to keep you close, wrapped in his arms; his palm covering your eyes to not make you look at whatever is hunting you.
- Shadowy figures fill the room, your mind gets filled with too many bad voices to count, and all you can do is cry and beg for all of this to stop.
- “Shhh. You’re alright, Y/N. I’ll keep you safe. Even if I have to fight the dark shadows for you,” he assures you, patting your back. His voice is just a whisper. 
- As scary as all of this is, Wriothesley’s voice is like a ray of light in the darkness. No matter what voices say you trust him. 
- When the worst passes, the two of you enjoy some good tea, while talking. True, it's not the easiest since you can't focus because your thoughts are running wild but Wriothesley is patient with you. 
- If he needs to repeat something even a hundred times, he’ll do it or he will simply continue your subject. Anything to make you feel better.
- Once everything fades away, he is there with his cocky smile.
- “I am sorry, Wriothesley… You need to deal with something that terrible,” you whisper, feeling ashamed of forcing him into dealing with someone like you.
- He just scoffs and hugs you tightly. “C'mon, no need to apologize. I love you and nothing will change that. I’ll do everything to help you.” 
- He will forever keep an eye on your meds, making sure you take them. He will count them and write everything down in a little notebook to keep the track.
- If you have any treatment you need to attend, be sure he will join you. Wriothesley doesn't need to be there but he wants to, just so you can witness his support. 
- Even Sigewinne checks on you. As a head nurse, she needs to be sure you are doing okay.
- Wriothesley will take you for walks on the surface, hoping that leaving the rough interiors of Fortress will make you feel better.
- He promises you to always be there. No matter how difficult and scary it may be, your Duke will be close to protect you.
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💧 Neuvillette ⚖
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- From his past experiences, Neuvillette is fully aware of how fragile the mind can be. No matter if it's the mind of a Melosine or of a human being. 
- He saw his fair share of troubled people during his life but the illness eating you from the inside of your own mind really hurts him.
- Of course he doesn't treat you like a child. You are his beloved mate and he knows you're not handicapped or anything like this, you just have a bad moment.
- The Chief Justice is doing everything he can to ensure your safety when you are near him as well as when you are on your own. 
- You are sitting at the cafe and enjoying some tea and sweet cake when Melosines pop out of nowhere, right next to your table. “Good morning! Are you feeling alright? Is there anything I can help you with? Hope you remembered your meds today.” 
- Each Melosine you meet on your stroll through the Court of Fontain asks you how you feel and if any of them can help you. You know it was Neuvillette’s idea but you don't mind it. Little Melosines checking on you is really cute.
- One day you can’t shake off the feeling of someone watching you and whispering about you. Shadowy figures creep around and you only can see them with the corner of your eyes.
- Your panic only rises with each turn. All you want is to chase away the shadow creature but it is always gone. There was only one thing to do… RUN… run for your life to hide in your house. They can’t get you there, right? RIGHT! 
- Of course your panic doesn’t go unnotice. One of the Melosines sees you pushing through people in a desperate attempt to get back to your home, and she immediately goes to report to Neuvillette.
- Neuvillette finds you inside your home - your place is a mess, looking as if you tried to secure yourself from the outside world. 
- You are sitting among that mess, squeezed tightly in a corner of the room, curled into a small ball.
- The sight of you makes his heart shutter. Without even mentioning the mess he slowly approaches you, calling your name quietly. “My love, Y/N. I am here. What's wrong?”
- You shake your head, holding your knees close to yourself, not even looking at him. “I… I don't know. It just seems like there is something following me! I feel scared, I feel hopeless! I want it to end,” you explain and immediately burst into tears.
- Heavy rain starts to fall but Neuvillette keeps it together on the outside, all for your own comfort. “I can assure you that you are safe, my love. Will you allow me to maybe hold you?”
- You just nod your head and soon you’re wrapped in his embrace. Neuvillette doesn't speak, waiting for you to open up on your own and once you do he is listening to your every word. He provides words of comfort and small touches like wiping your tears and stroking your hair.
- He never judges you for what's happening to you since it's beyond your own control but as iudex and your mate he promises to always be there.
- No matter how you may feel about yourself and your illness, he will be there till the very end, helping and guarding you.
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⚔ Tartaglia ⚔
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- He doesn't really notice it at first. You are stressed, it's normal. Who isn't stressed? Of course he notices all the odd things about your behavior but doesn't take them as anything bad. Untill…
- One day he finds you wandering around your little hut, looking around like a lost child. You seem really lost as if you didn't recognize your own surroundings despite living there for years. Not to mention you’re bare foot and without a winter coat with all the snow and harsh cold around you.
- “Y/N! H-How are you?” He asked with a worried smile. You quickly cling onto him.
“Tartaglia! I am so happy to see you,” you say happily and hug him tightly. Of course he returns the hug yet it still feels off.
- “Why aren't you home? It's cold out here,” he says, cupping your red cheeks to warm them up a little.
- You blink, looking right up at him. “That's… My home?” you ask slowly and look over your shoulder. 
- Tartaglia nods and slowly leads you inside, he doesn't want you to get sick or anything.
- When you look around the inside of the hut, your eyes still seem lost. It's like you aren't yourself even in slightlest. 
- Tartaglia is trying to start the fire in the fireplace when suddenly you are on the floor, screaming and backing up until your back hits the wall.
“A-Ajax… be careful! There is a man behind you. He is going to kill you!” You scream. Your face is filled with true terror.
- He stands up straight and looks around the room but it's empty. There’s no one there but you and him. Hut is so small that no one could even hide. Yet you look serious, your fear isn't fake. You are seeing things that aren't here.
- He drops the wood and joins you on the floor. Tartaglia hugs you tightly, pressing your head to his shoulder like he would be trying to hide you from everything. “Don’t worry. No one is brave enough to go against me or someone I love,” he says quietly, stroking your hair and the back of your neck. 
- The voice in your head is dangerous, and it keeps on talking about how terrible, good for nothing you are. All you can do is cry while nuzzling his shoulder. You feel tired of it, you don't know where you are and all the scary people just follow you, mocking you no matter where you go.
- Tartaglia finds it weird. You aren't his beloved and change is so sudden, you apparently don't recognize your own house and see things that aren't there, swing from happiness to panic in a  second. Of course he is not going to leave your side. He could never abandon you in such a state. Tartaglia holds you the whole time, listening to your words even if they weren't true. He protects you from all the phantoms that hunt you. “It's okay, lovely. I am here, no one will put their hands on you when I am here and I am not leaving,” while whispering his hand gently strokes your back, providing comfort.
- Once you are calm enough, he carefully picks you up to move you to your warm bed. Tartaglia joins you there to show that you are really safe with him. He will listen to whatever you have to say, no matter how odd it may sound. You may spit nonsense and he will nod and talk with you about it.
- When the fatigue after an episode gets to you and you fall asleep, he wonders what he can do. At first he considers asking Dottore for help but the more he thinks about it, the more terrible the idea seems. He doesn't want to put you in danger.
- In the end, he sends a letter to a doctor from Liyue just to find out more about what's happening to you. Of course he takes his time to talk with you about what is happening to you.
- You may feel as ashamed but don't you worry! He is up for the challenge if it means helping you.
- He is stubborn and in love, so no matter what you are stuck with him.
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👹 Itto 🎆
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- He is basically clueless… Just at first of course!
- Shinobu and Granny Oni have lots of learning to do but since he is taking you seriously, he catches on pretty quickly.
- One day you don't show up on Inazuma’s treets, which worries him.
- You simply can't take it. People are whispering about you because of who you are dating and what you are doing with your life. They are always close, telling you all kinds of nasty things, calling you worthless, stupid, a waste of air.
- Suddenly, there is a knock on your door. “Um… Y/N? Are you there?”
- “Go away Itto! Just go away!” you yell at him, finding a safe place to hide from everything.
- You are home what makes him happy! But your yelling worried him. “C’mon, sweet cheeks! I brought some cool stuff that will make you happy! I promise,” Oni assures you and after a moment of silence he decides to walk in.
- You sit on your bed, wrapped in a blanket from head to toe as if you are trying to hide from him and the whole world. It breaks his heart.
- He puts all the stuff he brought onto the table for sitting next to you. “Hey… I know I can't do much but this big and strong Oni can try and hide you in his arms.”
- You just look at him but after a moment you climb onto his laps. Itto smiles and hugs you tightly. “There ya go. Nice, cozy and safe. Now tell me what's in that pretty head of yours.”
- Itto is holding you close when you speak. No matter how dark your thoughts get, how cruel the whispers become, he is listening to you.
- When you burst into years he panics just a little. “N-No, no, no, no. There is no place for crying here,” he sits you on the bed next to him and then puts his head in your lap. “You always liked my hair, yeah? How about playing with it?”
- You start playing with his soft long hair, slowly calming down from everything. That's to him you started to feel safe.
- When you felt better, Itto was more than happy to gift you with stuff he brought. He got your favorite sweets and a plushie that you dreamed about.
- Next time this happens, he is right by you, providing any possible kind of comfort in the best way possible! In Oni way! 
- Itto will care about your comfort and make sure you feel alright no matter what. You can hide from the whole world in his arms.
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Hii! I saw your requests were open so I started SPEEDING!! Anyway, I was wondering if I could request a little drabble with Megumi and Gojo with a GN s/o that gets sent on a hard mission and is forced to use their domain (you come up with it since I have no brainpower) and after using it their eyes become pitch black with no sclera (the white part of your eyes) so I’m just wondering what their reaction would be the first time they saw it😭
A/N: I’ve got a few WIPs I need to finish, but they’re scenarios. I wanted to do HCs, because they’re much easier to write, so I picked this request for that. I didn’t really know what kind of domain to do either, so I just didn’t specify it. THe HCs for each character ended up very different, because I kinda wanted to do two different angles
~Gojo Satoru~
•Gojo got to you just as you fell out of the domain, that had been floating high up in the air
•You’d won your fight, and you’d released your technique, but you were too exhausted to break your fall
•Gojo of course caught you midair and teleported to the ground with you
•You were breathing quite shallowly, and you were covered in wounds of different severity, but nothing life threatening
•When you opened your eyes, Gojo was shocked to see they were totally black
•You were starting to panic, because you couldn’t see anything
•Gojo tried to calm you down, since getting agitated would only worsen your injuries and would not help the situation
•Hearing you cry out “I can’t see! I can’t see!” was heart-wrenching, and he decided to get you back to Jujutsu High for treatment as fast as he could
•Of course that was his intention all along, but now he was really in a hurry
•Gojo was reassuring you the whole time as he carried you back to Jujutsu High
•”It’s gonna be okay doll, I’m sure this is temporary” he said, trying to calm himself at the same time
•In his head he was more like “Wtf, wtf, what the hell am I gonna do?”
•Gojo wanted to be there for your treatment, but Shoko kicked him out of the room, because she needed to focus
•Gojo was just pacing back and forth behind the door, impatient as usual
•After a while, Shoko came out of the room, and just told Gojo to get in there
•You were sitting on the bed, and when you raised your head, your eyes were almost back to normal, just a little bit of blackness left on the edges
•Gojo was really relieved and so were you, it’s a pretty scary experience to go blind and not know if it’s temporary or not
•He knelt down in front of you and put his hands on your cheeks, brushing his thumbs under your eyes
•He just stared at you straight in the eye for a while, until your eyes were back to normal
•Gojo doesn’t really get scared for himself, like ever, but seeing someone he loves in such a panicked and scared state, really rattled him
•He asks if you’re okay, and you just nod, placing your hand on top of his on your cheek
•You’re just really tired and Shoko said you should stay at the infirmary for the night, just to make sure you’re okay
•So you decide to go sleep, your eyes still hurt and you can feel a headache coming on
•Gojo makes sure you’re okay, before he has to leave for another mission
•You’re okay the next day, but Shoko told you that whole after effect thing was probably going to happen again, which you didn’t tell Gojo, you didn’t want him to worry
•He of course finds out eventually, and he’s kinda pissy about you not telling him
~Fushiguro Megumi~
•You and Megumi got separated during a fight and when he finally found you, you were unconscious on the floor
•He’s of course worried, but he keeps a cool head and checks on you
•You seem to be fine, minimal injuries, but even when you wake up a moment later, you’re pretty out of it
•When you open your eyes, Megumi is visibly shocked, because your eyes have turned pitch black
•He asks if you’re okay and if you can see, which you find to be a bit of an odd question, because you can see just fine
•You question why he’s even asking you that and he tells you your eyes are totally black
•”WHAT?!” you exclaim and scramble to get your phone out of your pocket
•You turn on the front camera and you can see that your eyes are in fact totally black
•You’re not in pain, at least not any more than you’d expect to be with your injuries
•Megumi doesn’t really know what to do, because you don’t really seem to be any serious pain nor does the darkening of your eyes seem to impair your sight
•He just helps you up and the two of you start walking back to where you’re supposed to get picked up
•He does occasionally ask you if there’s any change in how you feel, but there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with your eyes
•Your eyes start clearing up after a few hours and are completely back to normal in about 24 hours
•Megumi thought it was kind of weird, but nothing more, a domain can have some weird effects on a person’s body, so he feels like it’s not that out of the ordinary
•He does kind of keep hovering around you more than normal, because he just wants to make sure you’re okay, and that you don’t suddenly go blind or something
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"You want me to react to you so bad, so fucking bad, princess." Akaza is growling as his temper starts to flare finally, it only took the entire day. Quirks of his brow, scary side eyes, tics in his jaw, clenched fists that he loosens with an exhaled breath through his nose. He knows he should calm himself again, should just blow out that air and let his rage go as quickly as it came.
But right now he can't. Shoving you into the couch, inky black fingers digging under the waist band of your pants that he roughly rips down while keeping eye contact with you.
"If you're wet, little kitten, because you're enjoying being such a brat, I'm going to finger fuck you until you cry. Until you're soaking the couch and begging for my cock." Fingers hovering over your cunt now, already feeling the heat radiate off your core as he half crowds you, pressing his cheek roughly into yours now so he knows you can hear him, "And you'll have to beg all week for it. So now's your chance to apologize baby."
Staring at him from the corner of your eye seeing his at half mast icy blue gaze cutting through your skin and you know he means it. You're his princess you are but he won't give in once he's set a punishment.
"I- I didn't do anything wrong!" You pout and he chuckles darkly in your ear before his fingers gently dip between your glistening folds. Immediately he's met with a sticky sound as his middle and ring finger move up from your drooling cunt to your throbbing clit applying a dizzying pressure and when you gasp it only makes it worse for you.
Both of his thick digits slam into your cunt causing a delightful stretch but nothing to the mix of pleasure and pain his cock can cause at the start of a quickie. Bullying in his tattooed fingers into you the same way he would his cock when you're asking him nicely to fuck you in the bathroom stall at a concert.
Roughly setting a pace that has you moaning loudly, has you arching your back and cumming with a cry of his name in a matter of seconds but he doesn't slow down. Doesn't give you a second to recover or kiss your temple like he usually does. No, no, he just watches you with that icy cold gaze, pressing into that spongy spot that has you gripping at his thick forearm with the pretty pink claws with black French tips he paid for.
"Kaza." You whimper, laying it on thick as you try to stop his pace even if it had your cunt gushing around him.
He nudges your throat with his nose lovingly, "Hmm, yes princess?"
"Kaza please." A press of his lips is his only reply, you cum again, tears in your eyes and he jolts your body with the force he's using, feeling nothing but white hot pleasure that's sure to melt what little of your mind you had left, "Hakuji please."
"That's not gonna work baby, I told ya what would happen if you were wet after provoking me all day and princess..." he pulls out from your cunt to flick over your clit roughly so the sticky click of your arousal can be heard, "you were soaking wet."
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chicken-fifi · 3 months
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BTS Reaction | They Think You’re Friends With Them for the Fame
Pairing: BTS Memebers x Reader
Requested by anon: Can I pls request a BTS headcanons? They have a crush on their female friend who is not a celebrity, so they can't confess to her because of their reputation/job, but they are really close. One day someone from their company revealed a sensitive information about them. So, the members and the company accused her of it because they thought that she was only with them to become famous. They also told her many hurtful things. But later it was revealed that it was not her and they try to reconcile with her but it was too late. Can you please make it as angst?
Genre: angst
A/n: currently listening to bts for the week on my commute to uni!
Tunes: no music, watching Kim of Queens
Jin:
In all honestly the damage that was dealt was hard to look past
Seokjin when overboard in his accusation 
He was nothing short of vile and horrible you
But you can’t really blame him
I mean this is livelihood and you’re
Or rather were
His best friend
So a betrayal from you would’ve been by far the worst
His one friend
So close to him who never seemed to care about his celebrity status 
And this happened?
The pain that comes with it once he realizes he’s screwed up 
And that nothing he does will fix that is a tough pill to swallow
Suga:
Kinda hard here for me
Cause Yoongi is already a quiet one
But when it comes to you, he’s never quiet
So the fact that it’s radio silent from the time the leak occurs
To when he end up confronting you about it
Shouldn’t come as a shock
And the amount of calm and distance he sets once he does confront you is honestly terrifying
Getting his trust back is tough 
But him earning yours back one he realizes he’s made a horrible mistake is even harder
But he tries to make things right
If there’s one thing I say with confidence is that
J-Hope:
Hobi’s the one who’s the scariest when mad?
I’m making that up?
Well, if I am….
Just roll with it
Hoseok is so serious and stoic that it’s genuinely scary to be on the receiving end of that coldness
And he gets heated when he brings up the issue
Voice raise, eyes on fire
If fear doesn’t strike you at that moment….
Well, idk what to tell ya
He says some pretty vile things to you too
And when he realizes his mistake
The shame that he feels is immense
So much so that he can barely look you in the eye as he begs on his knees for your forgiveness
RM:
Similar to Suga in that’s Namjoon’s on the quiet side when it comes to the issue
He doesn’t bring it up immediately though
He takes some time and is much more silent than usual as he takes some time to think
He doesn’t want to do something rash
But he also can’t help but think that you would do something like this
In mind, as much as he may think he knows you
He really feels as though he doesn’t know a damn thing about you
When he finally approaches the subject with you
It gets fired up pretty quickly and ends with a mutual loss of trust
For many reasons
When the truth comes out that it wasn’t you
Guilt
Just pure guilt
And he doesn’t have the heart to tell you everything to your face
So he writes a letter
Voices everything there and prays you will at least read it
Jimin:
Heartbroken
Betrayed
Hurt
Confused
So many emotions are going through Jimin’s mind as he processes this information
I wouldn’t be surprised if he started crying when he asks you about it
But he’s also so frustrated with the situation that he can’t really listen to you
He’s heartbroken and angry and gosh it’s hard
In his feelings he accuses you and it doesn’t well
When he does realize that he’s in the wrong
He on your front step
Tears streaming down his face again as he apologizes for not trusting you
For being so quick to jump ship
And that he understands if he’s already lost your friendship
Because even he would struggle to forgive himself
He does struggle to forgive himself
V:
You can’t tell me he would go to the Wooga Squad for help
And the members
As much as he would want to keep it between the two of you
Taehyung needs some advice from people he can trust to make sure he’s not going overboard
And ultimately they can’t give him much
It’s best for them to stay out of it and let you two handle it
The initial conversation starts off quite mature
But it goes down south as you both struggle to see eye to eye and understand one another
Emotions run high, but you both stop the conversation before it gets too bad
But damage has already been dealt
But compared to the rest probably on the less serious side?
When he does apologize, it’s rough
You can’t undo what’s been done, but ultimately here
You guys are a thousand steps ahead of the game
Jungkook:
Sweet little Jeongguk
The tears this man will shed
It breaks my heart thinking about it tbh
He’s a stubborn one too though
He won’t budge even while in tears as he confronts you about it
You cry seen him hurt and not trust you being his friend for the sake of having a friend
Nothing is said other than the whole trust thing and a word or two that was said in the moment
And upon the realization of his screw up
He’s still stubborn about it, but not for long
(5 minutes)
He’s apologizing and recognizing his mistakes
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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months
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I just had a very cool idea.
So imagine that Caine makes a specific bad adventure and child! reader has a nightmare about It and they go for the tadc cast for comfort ( this is platonic obviusly)
Thank you!!! :3
TADC cast x kid!reader who's having nightmares! (Platonic)
Originally I was gonna have caine be a part of this but since the child.. would like understand that Caine was the reason the scary stuff happened in the first place considering Caine literally.. announces the IHA.. you know? Woukdnt make too much sense to seek comfort from the source of fear...
Anyways
I want french fries rn but its 11pm rn
Anyways hope you enjoy!! I am so so sleepy!!
Written on mobile, I might stick to it for the foreseeable future... at least until I get a new more comfier chair to put at my computer
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POMNI:
Probably the worst for comfort but I dont think shes terrible. So when you turn up at her door late one night she of course let's you in and snatch her bed. Even she can agree that Caines most recent IHA was a little on the intense side. Rubs your back until you fall asleep, and tries to make you feel less scared and alone by letting you know you werent the only one scared
Does it help?
Not sure, I guess it depends on the kid! You're choice!
RAGATHA:
Probably one of the best when it comes to comforting you! Gives you one of her softest blankets (she makes her own blankets!) As well as making sure your stuffed animal is in the bed
Makes it a point to tuck you and your plushie in to "not let the bedbugs bite". Runs her hands through your hair. Very good for any headaches you may have gotten from crying
Tells you nice stories until you fall asleep
JAX:
I think, similar to zooble, once he gets over the fact he was suddenly awoken he would be.... okay at comforting. Hes more eager to get back to sleep so he may be a little pushy in regards to getting you back to sleep. Kind of comes across as him dismissing your fears. Awkward back patting to try to get you to calm down
Hes a cranky one, I think, when it comes to sleep
Not many ideas for jax
KINGER:
I mentioned somewhere, I think in a cuddling hc... somewhere.. that kinger would put himself beteeen you and the door, effectively working as a barrier of sorts to protect you. That still stands here, even in a platinic/familial sense. Gets very into about how hes going to stand guard over you for the night while building a pillow fort around the two of you. Let's you snuggle into his robe (very soft and warm) while telling you stories he came up with... I think he would try to undo any fear you may feel around caine, since I personally think kinger is. Just used to caine. No point in being afraid of someone who could have hurt you at any time but hasnt done so... funny coming from the paranoid man
Ragatha would do the same, with the caine-fear thing
ZOOBLE:
Oddly enough they're pretty solid at comforting you! Once they get past the fact they were awaken in the middle of the night they pull you into bed. I think zooble would have fairy lights in their room, or the LED lights that you string up on your walls. Usually they have them in one color but to make you feel better they have them slowly changing into different colors. Very calming, I think. Quietly mutters that it's okay to be scared sometimes. I dont know I'm just soft for gentle older sibling zooble... offers to stay awake to keep watch over you
GANGLE:
Let's you fiddle with her ribbon, maybe
Like you know how sometimes people let another person fiddle with their hands and fingers? I think that's what it would be like for gangle
Plus ribbon has a nice texture, I think
Turns on the lights (dimly) if you're nervous about sleeping in the dark
Stays awake until you fall asleep. I think she would read a book to you. The only one who actually reads from a book. Acts out some of the scenes. Nothing too special, just some simple flair with her hands and stuff you know?
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yaesnovels · 1 year
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⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ you’re okay | tartaglia / ajax
cw; use of safeword, mention of blindfolding, aftercare, very very sweet ajax and mentioned (not elaborated) jealousy
wc; 0.6k
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ajax froze on the spot, not moving an inch the moment he heard you call out your safeword before he immediately pulled out of you.
“please, take it off”, you mumbled, ajax immediately moving to take off the blindfold from over your eyes. once you were able to look into your lover’s eyes again, you broke down, tears were just rolling down your cheeks with no sign of stopping. ajax quickly laid down next to you, pulling you into his arms with you facing him and planting a soft kiss on your forehead while you were hugging him tightly and sobbing against his shoulder.
“shh, it’s alright, baby, i’m here, i’m here”, he whispered. “i am so sorry, baby. i never should’ve taken things this far.”
he was softly mumbling sweet nothings into your ear until you had finally calmed down enough to whisper an apology; “i’m sorry for making you stop.”
you didn’t know why you were apologizing, if you were honest. and ajax didn’t seem to understand either. “shh, you don’t have to apologize, baby. we have that safeword for a reason and i’m proud of you for speaking up like that. i didn’t realize it was too much for you like i should have”, he said, in the softest voice imaginable and the way he was talking to you almost had you start crying once again.
“shh, no more crying, yeah? i’ll go and get us a bubble bath ready and get you some hot chocolate, too”, he suggested, giving you a soft kiss on the lips. you nodded only as a reply and ajax quickly got up and pulled your blanket on top of you.
ajax was feeling incredibly guilty for not paying attention to you more. you were supposed to be his biggest priority, not his own pleasure. yet, he was so caught up in one single moment of jealousy and didn’t do what he was supposed to.
he would never describe himself as jealous – he trusted you, that was all he needed for himself. and he was absolutely unable to explain his sudden outburst and jealous reaction because something like this never happened to him before.
while he was waiting for the bath to fill with water, he looked at himself in the mirror. why did he look so exhausted? what even happened to him that he had a reaction of this magnitude that he was able to hurt you?
ajax sighed and went back to your shared bedroom where he found you fast asleep, feeling a bit bad that he’d have to wake you up now, but he wanted to spoil you with your most favorite things to make things up to you before you could sleep.
“hey, sweetheart, wake up. your bath is ready”, he whispered, softly brushing away a strand of hair out of your beautiful face. he couldn’t help himself but laugh softly when you shook your head with a pensive expression.
“come on, you wanted the bath”, ajax tried to convince you. “i’ll even get you your hot chocolate now if you come along. and breakfast in bed tomorrow.”
he grinned when you immediately opened your eyes and smiled brightly. “there we go”, he once again leaned down to give you a soft peck on the lips before he walked behind you towards the bathroom.
while you were sitting in front of him, your back against his chest, you looked up to him, noticing he was much quieter than the usual baths you would have together.
“are you feeling bad?”, you asked him, snapping him out of his thoughts. ajax, once again, sighed before he nodded. “you don’t have to, you know that, right? i know, this never happened before but we had the safeword as a precaution after all! i love you, ajax. so much. i can’t even explain how much i do. don’t think this will make things awkward for us because it won’t, i swear. and i promise, you didn’t hurt me. it was just a bit scary because you weren’t your usual self. it didn’t feel right. that’s why i wanted you to stop.”
ajax blinked away a few tears that were about to roll down his cheeks, unable to look at you. “i never wanted to hurt you, baby. i’m so sorry. i love you, too”, he replied, pressing yet another kiss on your forehead before he pulled you in closer into his arms and just enjoyed the short moment of peace with you.
a/n: this was an attempt to write something more on the emotional basis instead of full blown smut as well as an attempt to heal my inner child 💕 i hope you enjoyed this one! if you want this with another genshin character, send me an ask and i’ll try to come up with something 💕
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echo-goes-mmm · 7 months
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Silas and Wren #5
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Warnings: implied abusive parents
Silas startled awake. He glanced out the window; it was dark as pitch out. Odd, what had woken him?
A muffled shout struck his ears.
Wren.
He threw off the covers, and sprinted towards the east wing. 
Vampires had been diurnal for generations, but thank god he still had his night vision.
Wren’s door was closed, and he hesitated before throwing open the door. 
Wren was thrashing on the bed, whimpers and muttering pouring out of him.
“Wren, wake up!” he whispered forcefully. He didn’t want to shout, he could panic even more. But Wren didn’t wake, instead crying out in his sleep.
Silas moved to the bed. Wren could hurt himself if he didn’t stop moving so erratically. He pinned him down by the shoulders, firm but gentle. Shattering his shoulder could kill him. 
Wren’s eyes flew open. His breaths came shallow and fast, and Silas could hear his frantic heartbeat. Wren ripped himself from Silas’s hands, rolled off the bed, and dove underneath.
“Wren?”
Silas bent down. Wren had curled up against the wall, a tiny ball of trembling. The faint moonlight glinted off his eyes, and it made him look like a terrified animal.
“Hey,” he said, soft as he could. “It’s okay.” Wren stared back at him, and said nothing.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he coaxed, “Could you come out, please?” Wren shook his head and whined.
“Okay. That’s fine.”
Silas stood up. He could just… pick up the bed, or go around and drag Wren out by the ankle. But if he were hiding under the bed, he would never forgive someone if they forced him out.
What would Wren want?
Silas took the downy cover off the bed. He folded it tight, and placed it under the bed, pushing with his foot it towards Wren’s huddled shadow.
He waited to hear the shuffling to and from, and it went quiet again. Aside from Wren’s pounding heartbeat.
Now what? 
Maybe some company? He always wanted company after a bad dream.
Silas got another blanket from the linen closet. He sat on the rug, back against the wall, Wren only a couple feet from him. He pulled the blanket over himself.
“Did you have a nightmare, Wren?” he asked. No answer, except another whimper.
“That’s okay. I get them too. Like sometimes I’m back at my parents’ house and my father is yelling at me. Or my mother is upset. Or my brother says they don’t want to see me anymore. It’s scary.” He heard some shuffling. Maybe this wasn’t the best move. Wren didn’t need to know his problems. He had his own nightmares to deal with.
“But it’s just a dream,” he said, switching tactics. “I’m not really there. I’ll wake up in my bed, and I’ll be okay. Even if the dream really hurt, my brain will calm down in a day or two. And my parents are still mad at me in real life, but this is my house and I’m away from them. They can’t hurt me.” 
Wren’s heartbeat was beginning to slow. Good.
“And I know you’re pretty scared right now. And I don’t know what you dreamed about and you don’t have to tell me. But whatever happened in the dream isn’t happening now. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Silas turned his head towards the bed. “You’re my friend,” he whispered, half-hoping Wren didn’t hear him. “Maybe you don’t feel that way, but I do.”
He listened hard, trying to find Wren’s heartbeat. But it was quiet. He peeked under the bed, but Wren had stopped trembling and his eyes were closed. He had the blanket wrapped around him, buried in a little nest of fluffy fabric. He was asleep.
Oh well.
Silas plucked a pillow from Wren’s bed and settled back on the floor. He might as well get cozy, just in case Wren had another bad dream.
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Wren woke up exhausted and sweaty, the combination of the quilt and the bed above him trapping in heat. Strange. He usually slept with the sheet when he was underneath. And he didn’t remember deciding to sleep on the floor. 
Oh no.
Memories from last night flooded into his brain. He had an awful  nightmare, and woken Master Silas. 
He even hidden from him, under the bed like some kind of animal. How embarrassing. He took a few deep breaths to steady himself. It was just a dream.
It didn’t make sense, though. He never had nightmares in other masters’ houses. Even in the market, dreaming was relatively safe. Hmm.
Wren untangled himself from the covers and crawled out from the bed. And mere inches from his face was Silas.
He flinched in surprise, but Silas was sound asleep. Huh. Carefully, Wren maneuvered around him. Had he really stayed the night? It certainly looked like it; Silas was propped up against the wall with a pillow.
Wren barely remembered what happened. He freaked out, Silas chatted at him, and-
I get them too. 
I promise I won’t hurt you.
He glanced over at Silas, still sleeping on the floor. There was a bit of drool in the corner of his mouth. 
It was sweet of him to stay.
The thought struck him like lightning. Silas was just a softie who wanted some company. There was no real reason to be scared of him, even if he was his Master, and a vampire on top of that. 
If Master hadn’t bothered to hit him yet, he probably wouldn’t. Wren had even burned him with silver, and Silas hadn’t so much as slapped him. As long as Wren was polite and remembered his manners, he’d be fine.
Wren decided not to wake Master Silas. It was still early, and Wren had already been rude and woken him once. 
He’d apologize to him when he got up. 
But for now, he would go shower. He needed to scrub off last night’s sweat and tears.
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redr0sewrites · 8 months
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can u do aaravos x reader hcs of them when they get into a fight and then make up afterwards
like ofc aaravos gets really scary when he's angry but i feel like he'd be the one to immediately apologize if he goes too far
and if he gets really pouty then reader does cute and silly things to cheer him up
eeee i got this req last night and i was so excited to write it!!!! i love my star boy ♥️
🥀Cw: some angst (with comfort), aaravos is Bad At Feelings™️, arguing, aaravos sucks at communicating somtimes smh, he also has attatchment issues
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fights with aaravos dont happen often, but when they do they can get nasty
he can get petty sometimes, and is also very stubborn. it can be hard to change his mind, and he can sometimes get offended, thinking that u dont trust him or that u think hes incapable
it will usually start off as something small, like for example ur worried ab him overworking himself
aaravos will jump to conclusions and blow it out of proportion, he'll think that ur losing faith in him and that ur going to leave him
tbh hes his own worst enemy cuz his fear of losing u just makes him act nasty and cruel during fights which only pushes u away
during the heat of the moment, aaravos might say some things he doesnt mean
he can be pretty scary when angry, hes like a cornered animal and gets defensive over anything
afterwards, he will feel esp bad
if he made u cry, the guilt will be eating at him for hours
aaravos will sit silently beside u and be going over what to say, but when he opens his mouth he just gets really anxious. after fights and when ur really upset with him are one of the only times u will ever see him unsure, normally hes always so calculating and put together but he is not good at apologizing
he will try his hardest to apologize tho
hes a firm believer of the "dont go to sleep angry" rule and will talk to u as soon as hes calm
once aaravos isnt angry, hes pretty levelheaded and mature when communicating ab an argument u two had
but only if he was in the wrong
if U were wrong, he will pout and be bratty ab it
hes too clingy to ignore u, but will literally be hugging u cuz hes scared u'll leave while pouting and side eying u while saying hes angry (he isnt, hes just a little bitch)
if he was wrong, he'll dote on u and be very sweet and gentle for the next few days
the worst thing u can do is ignore him, aaravos loves attention, ESPECIALLY ur attention and u ignoring him lets him know that he fucked up bad
if u were wrong, he will want to be pampered and will wait for u to apologize on ur own time
depending on whether or not ur a hot-headed person, arguments can last for as short as a few minutes to lasting a few days of the both of u being petty
after any argument, no matter how small or who was right or wrong, aaravos always ends up being clingy and needy
hes afraid u'll leave, he doesnt want to be alone again and doesnt want to lose u
however he will poke fun at u cuz hes just like that 🙄
"aww, is my little star upset? ur so cute when u pout my dear, how could i not tease u?"
aaravos could never get physical in fights, he sees that as a huge red flag
if u flinch in an argument, he immediately stops, there is nothing more important to him than making sure ur safe and that will break through any level of anger that he has
the idea of u being scared of him makes aaravos scared cuz, as previously stated, he is SO FUCKING AFRIAD OF LOSING U😭
if hes being a pouty little bitch after an argument, it's honestly so easy to cheer him up
how to cheer up a pouting aaravos:
1. cuddles 2. food 3. talking it out 4. playing with his hair 5. REASSURING HIM U ARENT LEAVING HIM
overall, aaravos overthinks things, and that leads to most of ur arguments but he will recognize when hes wrong and take responsibility. he can be difficult and downright irritating at times, but he tries his best to be a good person (elf???) for u and loves u unconditionally
the little bitch (affectionate) is constantly afraid that u'll leave him
PLSSS I LOVE HIM SM 😭 hes both very mature and immature and its so funny
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bloodbatzzz · 3 months
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DANNY PHANTOM AU + ART (BELOW THE CUT)
DISCLAIMER Hello! Let’s make this quick! I wanted to talk about an au I’ve been brainrotting for a long time now! However it doesn’t have a name yet— after reading everything please feel free to shoot me some questions or your take on my au !
After years of developing his powers, Danny had gotten pretty used to them! Danny now stood at age seventeen, continuing his work as a hero in the night and a civilian in the day. Danny knew that changes would come into his life, whether they were wanted or not. Danny was prepared to take all of it in a stride.
But a guy can only take so much until he’s faced with something he cant.
To Jazz’s dismay, Danny began to show signs of paranoia, impulsivity (more than usual) and fits of anger, and episodes of lashing out more often. At first Jazz had passed it off as little brother going through some kind of phase, but as time went on, Jazz was soon forced to realize it wasn’t fading.
It was here to stay.
Tired and gloominess was all that Jazz had seen etched in her little brothers features. A type of tiredness, she’d only ever seen on a man who’d lost everything. It’d grown to be noticeable as Danny began to lose weight, beginning to eat less and his energy beginning to wane. The only thing he would do now was go ghost in order to save, and it seemed like those were the only times Jazz had ever seen him energized.
Sam soon had begun to catch on, and yet with little answers from Danny went to Jazz for information. But with little information of her own, there was nothing she could supply Sam with but the obvious.
Danny was sick.
It wasn’t until later his own mother had fallen victim to one of Danny’s angry outbursts, and each time an outburst happened. Jazz couldn’t help but notice the fear and confusion in Danny’s eyes, like an animal who was unsure of why it was snapping. Like it snapped because it was confused.
Like it was scared.
Jazz could no longer watch by the side and allow her brother to disregard her worries, she needed to know what was going on. Once Jack and Maddie had made their way into the lab, and Jazz was sure they would be left undisturbed. Jazz had followed Danny up to his room, and without another word knocked.
Alas, no sound came from the other side. Not even a hint of acknowledgement. Jazz was tired of being ignored, and as Jazz opened the door, the sudden feeling of dread shot like a bullet into her heart. Her blood ran cold. She hadn’t even opened the door fully, and yet her body was preparing to run from whatever was behind the door.
She willed herself to calm down, it was just her brother she would reason. What could be so scary about that? He was about as harmless as a fly. And as Jazz, with a renewed confidence, open the door;
The horrors would soon be revealed.
Green glowing spectral goo lay dry and spattered onto the walls and floors, the room messy and scattered about like Danny had been in a hurry. Jazz’s eyes shifted to locate Danny’s pillow, strewn so far from his bed, the bedsheets ripped apart and pieces of it lay frayed.
The fear and dread Jazz had felt before returned, when her eyes fell onto at last her brother.
He lay curled up onto himself, body shivering horribly like he’d been out in the winter cold. Only, it was the middle of summer. A gentle gurgling and choking noise echoed throughout the room, and suddenly all the hesitancy Jazz felt went away. Replaced with the sudden urge to help her brother,
Jazz ran and threw herself towards him, grasping his side to pull him towards herself. All at once, green like orbs shifted to stare at her, pupils dilating, it all went so fast. The sudden bearing of her brothers teeth glowing the spectral goo as he lurched forward to no doubly take a chunk out of her with the claws he’d seemingly acquired.
Jazz screamed and delivered a kick to his ribs, her little brother letting loose a heartbreaking painful cry before stumbling back, he wheezed before a glob of spectral goo exited his mouth. And only then she’d realized he’d been vomiting up pieces of things she couldn’t make out.
She could make one thing out though, he was in terrible pain.
A trip to Vlad was usually like no other, a few days after the incident Jazz had spent hours negotiating with Danny about going to Vlad for help. Danny had argued tiredly, however when he knew there was no budging, he begrudgingly agreed.
Vlad concluded that Danny’s ghost side had been devouring his human side since the day he’d gotten his powers, but it was little by little, and only now it’d been showing its damage. It would get worse.
The spectral goo wasn’t what Jazz thought it was, it was Danny’s body’s way of expelling the infestation his ghost side had been doing to him; he’d been throwing up his own insides.
There was no way of stopping it, as it only occurs within halfas which were then thought to be impossible. And although he wasn’t a halfa himself, he added on that there was a way to slow it.
Vlad conducted a study of Danny’s condition, coming up with a concoction of his own into a fluid that would bond the two of Danny’s human and ghost side, to stabilize the forms for a months.
With its successful use, Vlad began to make more of it, making a syringe pack for Danny to keep on him at all times in case of flare ups in his condition.
Jazz even now cannot look at her brother the same; the permanent eye bags he’d gotten. He’d returned to his normal cocky and pun giving self, however due to his request, Sam and Tucker were denied any information.
Despite Jazz’s attempts to try and forget, Jazz still can’t take the image of her brother lunging at her.
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If you're okay with it, can you do a fic or headcanons of Wolfie (Nightwolf) with a toddler regressor who's prone to nightmares and doesn't want to take naps for that reason because "the monsters will get them"? 🔮
I tried to hard to write this as a fic but no matter what I did, words didn't wanna word :(
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<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
CG Fujin w/ Toddler Nightwolf Nightmare Hcs
🐺 Wolfie over here doesn't get nightmares incredibly often
☁️ They were really prominent after the events of MK11
🐺 ^ They did eventually calm down and nowadays he rarely gets them
☁️ But we're going to focus on when they were really bad :(
🐺 The really bad nightmares are actually flashbacks to his time as a revenant, when he was forced to work for Quan Chi
☁️ Big Nightwolf knows how to cope with these nightmares, speaking with his Momma and having some tea, calming himself down
🐺 But little Nightwolf? He's just a child, a scared, terrified child
☁️ Nightwolf actually adores naps most days, so it began to confuse Fujin why Nightwolf was so animate about not even taking one
🐺 He wanted to play with his stuffies more, or have a longer bath, or watch more tv!!
☁️ The TV one highly confused Nightwolf, since he usually moped until Fujin offered his favorite show
🐺 The only problem is that, little Nightwolf, especially toddler or wolf Nightwolf, needs a nap
☁️ Getting incredibly fussy and irritated without one
🐺 Fujin never forced Nightwolf to take a nap, just encouraging him and asking if he'd like to take one
☁️ He also never forced Nightwolf to tell him what was up, since Nightwolf always frowned and seemed upset by the question
🐺 He didn't want toFujin to see him as weak, he could handle the nightmares when he was big, why couldn't he when he was small?
☁️ Fujin was also incredibly patient with Nightwolf when he was fussy and irritated, making sure he watched his tone when Nightwolf raised his voice at dinner because Fujin got the wrong plate
🐺 He knew Nightwolf was suffering with nightmares while he was big, but didn't know that little Nightwolf dealt with them too
☁️ He didn't find out until he finally persuaded a slightly sleepy Nightwolf to take a comfy nap
🐺 He'd tuck him in, read him 3 whole stories, have whatever stuffies he wanted!! They could also whatever yummy food he wanted for dinner too
☁️ It was very convincing, but it was also incredibly clear how anxious Nightwolf was
🐺 Looking around the room, eyes darting from corner to corner, trying to find something that wasn't really there
☁️ He forced Fujin to check under the bed and closet, hiding under his blankie for protection so nothing would come out and snatch him back to the Netherrealm
🐺 Fujin knows young mortals can have quite the imagination, and knew that sometimes they fabricated things being there when they weren't
☁️ He didn't make it super far before Nightwolf practically screamed his name
🐺 Getting tangled up in his blanket as he frantically tried getting to Fujin because he wanted to hide in his Dada’s arms
☁️ Fujin gently rocked him, having Nightwolf hide on his lap as he sat on the bed
🐺 That's where Nightwolf spilt everything
☁️ About the bad bad memories that flooded his mind at night, and how scary it was waking up
🐺 How he was scared the monsters from the Netherrealm would come out of the closet or under the bed and snatch him away when he was sleeping
☁️ Fujin firmly held and comforted his baby, letting him sob and cry into his chest
🐺 He explained to Nightwolf that that couldn't happen, no one was going to come snatch him and all the bad things are gone now
☁️ That his scary dreams are very scary, yes, but they cant hurt him now, and he was so brave for telling Fujin about this
🐺 They decided to skip naptime and cuddle instead, watching a softer movie as they ate one of Nightwolf’s favorite meals
☁️ For a good while, naptime was still iffy
🐺 Very specific requirements would have to be meet if Nightwolf wanted to take a nap
☁️ Fujin had to take a nap with him, a chair had to be put up against the closet, and they put up a dreamcatcher (which got cleansed weekly)
🐺 Overtime naptime did go back to normal, and Nightwolf recovered better from his old memories
☁️ They kept the dreamcatcher though, it makes little Nightwolf feel safer, just incase
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
I actually don't think enough about how Nightwolf suffered and would have really scary memories about his time as a reverent. It screwed up Jax pretty badly.
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