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#if he cant handle me at my most possessed than is he really into it?
redrobin-detective · 2 years
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When yo man says he’s into the occult but can’t handle it when you wake up at 3am delivering cursed prophecies you later don’t remember 🙄
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hanasnx · 2 years
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Love how you portray Ani with your writing 👀 I was wondering about what your thoughts are on Anakin and Jealousy? I was thinking about how Ani might get insecure more easily but the reader wouldn’t really catch on cause they’re genuinely not interested in anyone but him… or I could imagine this in reverse too tbh but maybe him maybe being a lil but cocky about it yk (and I imagine that this could lead something a bit more steamy if you know what I mean)
hi you’re gorgeous i love jealous anakin i love toxic anakin i’m here for both concepts.
these were my thoughts on anakin’s jealousy, and a little bit about how reader handles it. some of it is a little bit “crack fic” material maybe, or maybe not who knows. i just had a lot of fun using some of my notes :) suggestive stuff and established (fwb?) relationship ahead—
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anakin has always had a warped relationship with jealousy, i imagine, and it would start of with things like getting jealous over obi wan patting the head of another child padawan instead of anakin’s when he was a young boy. obi wan would never have showed any favoritism, but to anakin he doesn’t quite grasp why obi wan doesn’t give him more attention that he already does.
of course he cant talk to obi wan about that.
as i’ve seen in TCW— which i felt like was pretty in character for hayden!anakin— was how anakin walked in on rush clovis trying to kiss his wife padme, and he beat the shit out of him without thinking another thought.
it’s always 0 to 100 with that kid.
i think that at first, you think it’s hot that anakin gets jealous. how adorably possessive. but when you have to get in the middle of a bar fight it’s exhausting. you’d quarrel with him about it, because all the guy did was touch you, but to anakin that means permission to step in. and when anakin steps in, it’s like when a bull sees red.
it’s not something we see him grow out of, because in episode 3 he’s yelling at the council for not making him a master, which i think stemmed from a place of jealousy. how his vast accomplishments and power should’ve earned him the seat, and that he deserves one as a master jedi. and then ofc the whole “i saw you with obi wan, padme i’m gonna choke you now” it escalated in seconds just from seeing them together and jumping to his own conclusions.
hes a real “you’re the most jealous man i know” “you know other men?” type (like that meme djksdj)
now that ive gotten my info in order, lets get to the good bits
☥ anakin and you would have a secret relationship. whether it was fwb, or more than that, it’s not an excuse you get to use often as a fail safe if a guy can’t take a hint or take the answer no. there are other times, where you lean into the conversation, let him flirt a little cos you think he’s cute (especially if you and anakin have labeled your relationship as an fwb). you wanna get out there more, and this guy seems nice enough.
now anakin, who can’t let you know he’s jealous (because youre either fwbs or just romantic partners, and he cant have his sense of urgency giving anything away to you or to bystanders), decides to make it your problem that youre flirting with someone in his vicinity. so he squeezes in. in between you and this guy. stands in between you, faces you entirely, to ask you a question. as innocent as ever.
“where’d you stash those power converters?”
“ani, i’m a little busy right now,”
“so tell me and i can get out of your hair.”
“ugh, um, i think in the storage in the west wing.”
it’s the fact he asserted his dominance that leaves him satisfied to leave. (didn’t acknowledge the guy you’re with, faced you entirely, and cut in between you two). however, as time goes on, and you get more bold with whoever you decide to flirt with (or let flirt with you), anakin does the same.
☥ if he sees you with someone new, especially if you’re smiling and hes around your age, anakin will talk to you about it after. “i don’t like the way he was looking at you.”
“he was cute,”
“he looked like a murderer.”
“stop making up reasons for me not to go out with somebody, i deserve happiness.”
“his eyes were too close together, that’s how you know he’s a murderer.”
it’s almost comical.
☥ you mention a new guy in passing and anakin’s first thought is “Is he trying to sleep with you?” and you tilt your head at him with a sort of :/
“ani, darling, just because you wanted to bed me the second we met doesn’t mean everybody does.”
“i want you to know, (y/n), my senses are fine tuned when it comes to you and anticipating the intentions of those around you.”
“you’re guessing,”
“i’m guessing.”
☥ if he saw you at a bar, and a guy managed to worm his way into your interest, anakin invites himself in. and whispers dirty things in your ear before you realize what he’s doing.
just loud enough for the stranger to hear, “i can’t stop thinking about last night. you’re so experienced, it was unlike anything i’ve had before.” and he straightens, “call me.” and grins at the guy you’re with before he leaves. the guy is now getting up to leave—
i wrote some notes about this particular subject ill just plop here hehehe:
☥ im absolutely here for anakin struggling against his jealous and possessive behavior bcos you and him arent “together”. having to stay unattached means he had a very hard time letting go of the fact you liked it when some other guy had his hands all over you trying to show you how to shoot a blaster
you were born with a blaster in your hand, your dad was a hunter and taught you how to use one to kill and then how to skin the animal, your whole life you’ve had one on your for emergency purposes in your criminal line of work, you know how to take any model apart and put it back together, modify it to fit your needs, use them in the war you fought in alongside anakin
and some guy is behind you, correcting your stance and wrapping his arms around yours, showing you where to aim and youre letting him. giggling at whatever he’s whispering in your ear
and anakin is watching from afar.
☥ “what’s she doing?” he asks rex
rex glances at you, “oh, it looks like she’s getting acquainted with our new bombs expert, sir.”
“and why would she be doing that?” anakin gestures to your scheme of pretending not to know how to aim
“he gives us better deals, sir. especially when he’s in a good mood.”
“i can put him in a better one.”
anakin strolls over and tells the bombs expert to show him how to use a blaster. when the guy starts moving his arms for him, anakin is like “no no. like you showed her,” and points to you. and the guy stands behind him (shorter than anakin btw so hes gotta lean over to see past anakin’s shoulder) and you’re behind them literally struggling to not laugh out loud.
you’re red in the face. hand covering your eyes which are tearing up from laughter. smile plastered on your lips bcos you can’t control it. you peek out at anakin letting this guy struggle to show him how he was showing you KSKSND
☥ you elbow him while you’re hiding your face but he can see how red you are. “what? what’d i do?” he asks, completely innocent
“why’d you do that?” you say through your snickers
“i wanted him to see how stupid he was being.”
“you’re lucky it was fucking funny. hopefully he’ll still call me.”
“oh, in that case,” anakin turns to go back and you gotta grab his arm
☥ “you know how to use a blaster.”
“i just liked how excited he was to show me.”
“why?”
“you didn’t see him? he was tall, handsome—“
“i’ve heard enough.”
“why are you pissed off?”
“because i didn’t like it.”
☥ however you don’t mind the hard jealous sex you get from anakin after—
☥ “i like it when you’re jealous,” you say as you take off his clothes
anakin, through gritted teeth, “yeah. and i’m getting real tired of it.”
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i always love having somewhere to put some of my notes, hopefully this wasnt too ooc for anakin i get pretty anal about that sometimes cos im obsessed with him. feel free to ask me to explore this idea more!!! ty for the message!!
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inkyajax · 1 year
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What do the genshin men (ajax, thoma and ayato and alhaitham) feel towards the reader? Do they all think they are in love?? Somehow I cant picture ayato in love, it feels more like how much he likes the power he holds over both thoma and reader. Ajax feels like a puppy overflowing with love and lust, obsession and passion...and somehow alhaitham seems like the most normal one hahahaa what do you think??
omg anon IN LOVE with this question!!!!!! beware, i rambled a LOT beneath the cut!! <3
so for the most part, i agree with you! i do think ayato is capable of being in love but it definitely isn’t healthy or ‘real’ love and it absolutely comes from a place of power, control, and ownership. i was talking to my best friend about this not too long ago and was saying that irl i don’t think ayato and i would get along because to me, he would want a precious, obedient, submissive little thing that’s going to almost always be good for him and dote on him, that absolutely lives to please him and do exactly as he says because they find their primary worth and validation in being good for him—he is such a busy man with so much resting on his shoulders that the last thing he wants to come home to is a serious brat (me). i, on the other hand, would act out because he’s been gone *all day* and i want attention, and i just don’t think he would want to deal with that at all. i think he can handle a very slight brattiness, just to keep things fun and interesting, but anything more serious than that and he’s throwing u out.
(and then with thoma, i see him as a service dom/switch. he aims to please, and he enjoys pleasing his baby (and ayato). he likes to be told what to do and how to do it, and he finds a lot of validation in serving others/caring for others).
ajax my beloved!!!!!!!! YES YES YES one hundred million percent yes anon!! like i said, i personally feel like he has these borderline yandere tendencies. he’s possessive, protective, obsessive, and extremely clingy. but his love is fierce and real and absolutely smothering. when he loves, he loves HARD, he loves forever. he’s extremely committed to you and he is willing to fall on his sword for you in an instant. BUT he expects you to feel the same way. he expects you to love him back just as fiercely and he expects you to submit to him completely and wholly. he sees you as his most prized possession, and he fully intends to treat you like the royalty you are (whether you like it or not). he believes it’s his job to protect and support you and he takes this incredibly seriously.
alhaitham i could write you an entire paper on to be honest!!!! he’s really interesting. i think that it’s difficult to genuinely catch his attention but when he does fall in love with you, you have him for life. i agree that his love would be the most healthy/normal out of the four. i think he enjoys taking care of (and being smarter than and teaching) you to some extent; he likes that power and control, and i hc him to genuinely enjoy teaching others as well, one of those types that just loves to whip out their impressive breadth of knowledge—a vast collection of carefully curated facts and pieces of information—and show off. so he would enjoy teaching you new things and/or about topics you are not knowledgeable on, relishing in the way your eyes sparkle at how intelligent he is, secretly basking in the praise and the adoration—the only hints he likes it at all being the slight quirking up at the corners of his lips and the way his gaze softens and shimmers, the way his voice is suddenly dusted with icing sugar; tender, sweet—and he would enjoy learning new things from you, too!
with that being said, he is not here to lead you (like ayato would), he is here to guide you, to journey with you, and be just a teensy bit smarter, stronger, wiser, and better than you (leading requires way too much responsibility and, as we all know, the man is not about that. he doesn’t ever want to be bogged down with obligations and duties in that sense! they get in the way of his own endless pursuits of knowledge, and hinder his spontaneity). he isn’t looking for a pet to own, he’s looking for a genuine partner. this is why i think he’d be such a great daddy dom!!! he genuinely wants the best for you and genuinely wants you to keep improving yourself, while also being able to enjoy being the superior, the one in charge, the one calling the shots.
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this-should-do · 1 year
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OUGH the tags about the toxic love story, I NEED to see ur toxic Barney and Gordon PLEASEUH
bestie im afraid that i dont particularly have anyhting to show rn, most of it is just words in my head, at most i have the last drawings at teh end of this post that are in reference to a sequel to a story me n a friend are wanting to write lmao but yeah, i love mkaing shit up about characters that have littel to no development in canon
to sum up, barney has ISSUES from before the rescas that cause him to latch onto gordon BAD and he never quite fets over it during those 20 years becuz trauma really prevents you from processing shit especially when ur arney who just refuses to take the time to actually tink about his issues outside a horribly self demeaning and sabotaging way if he isnt actively repressing them, so tehn when gordon shows back up (with his own issues well talk about in a minute) he reignites a bunch of feelings barney had but they get buried under 20 years of resentment and dissillusionment as well as the feeling that are reignitied are twisted and fucked up by rosetinted lenses about who gordon was so when gordon shows up with his brand new issues as in from the last day of just the rescas plus the newer issues of hte past 5 minutes of being luanched into a future where everything is different frmo what he knows when he is a man of staticness and immutable reality tethering him to proper functiong, he just cant handle it so when he isnt acting like a machine to cope with war hes trying to act like things are the same as they were before and in his hurting lowkey tries to force others he knew (particulalry barney cuz they were very close before the rescas, though they had not reached a confession state yet) to act liek they did before without meaning to by way of only responding as a person would when they perform to standard, otherwise he tends to shut down mentally, always counting and documenting when things are different without meaning to int turn the way this behavior affects barney is that becuz barney is a guy who tends to force negative feelings down and always try to be funny while simultaneously keeping everyone at arms distance, forces himself to playthe role of himself 20 years ago to his own harm while constantly flipping between keeping gordon at arms length (which hits the counter gordon has for howt higns are different without him even realizing it becuz ona surface level barney is acting the same, leading to a faster breakdown of his part) and jealous possession of gordon and wanting to keep gorodn to himself becuz in his brain he knew and cared for gordon more than anyone else and that he was first and gordon is HIS friend and his person to love (this also sets of gordons counter in a different way becuz its still not quite how barney was before, but thats to be expected nobody can act as they were before perectly even someone as adept at pretending ot be anyone but himself as barney is) however by constantly trying to keep up the old him persona, he feels unloved as himself further cementing the idea that he ash to keep up the act otherwise gordon wont love or care for him which further spoils gordon in his own mind despite his unhealthy attachment to gordon who had been a piece of the past to hold close to himself for comfort over 20 years, making their relationship very muddy this is all of course ignoring the pain that preceeds a state where this dynamic would occur , meaning thetime during the games before a peace time, where 99% of the time gordon is locke dup nerneath his Freeman persona which upsets barney who has to deal with all the rough edges he forgot about plus more so he starts to resent gordon not just for in his eyes abandoning him but also for not being the same as he remembered, a similar but different struggle to gordon, which inturn causes barney to lean into this distant but casual persona we see in game, perceptively frineds enough that people can tell but no where near what you might expect someone who was such close frineds with someone who disappeared for 20 years might act
so essentailly they are contantly doign things unintentionally or not that hurt the other or make their own self hurt, or having an unhealthy attachment to the other lmao now i also have more about their relationship that develops in a story me and a friend are rying to pull together, but that part of it wouldnt happen for sosososoos long same for the stroy it self being published lmao, but just know that it relies on barneys obsession and selfishness and possessiveness over gordon and having to deal with someone else being close to him when he couldnt be there after losing gordon a 2nd time vis a vis epistle 3 shenangians
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ssplague · 2 years
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I WANT OUT! Proceed with caution, cause this one is fucked up to the MAXXXX 👍🏼 If you are still down to ride, then here’s your ticket 🎟 Buckle the fuck up 🎠 Strap the fuck in, cause it all goes downhill from here 🎢
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Trigger warnings: Toxic relationship, mild physical abuse, manipulation, coercion, gas lighting, slight mention of baby trapping, noncon/dubcon, implied yandere, possessive & obsessive lovers.
I aggravate your ire
To show you my desire
💍 🏃🏼‍♀️ 💥 🏃🏼‍♂️
“I don’t have to take this” you get out of bed, walk into the closet and grab a pair of jeans off the rack. You pull them on, happy you’d managed to keep your sweatshirt on once he’d pounced on you earlier. You couldn’t stand to be in his presence for a second longer.
“Aw what’s wrong? Princess is butt hurt?” He has the audacity to mock you right now.
“Fuck yourself” you snap back.
“That’s your job Pretty girl, now get back to it” he’s teasing you still.
“I’m leaving” you mumble, taking the time to remove your wedding ring and dropping it on the dresser with a clatter.
“Sure you are” he rolls his eyes.
You’re just throwing a tantrum, he slipped up and was a little too hard on you before you were completely in the mood. He’ll give you a few minutes to calm down before he comes downstairs and starts guilt tripping groveling.
It’s not as if you really are allowed to ever leave him; As if you were allowed to take one step out that fucking door without him behind you, or approving of it beforehand.
You know better than to even attempt that shit.
Or so he thought you did.
Katsuki Bakugou gets out of bed with a frustrated sigh, readjusting his semi in his gym shorts and that’s when he sees it.
Your ring is off, it’s sitting on the dresser.
You never take that off, he doesn’t allow you to go anywhere without it, you don’t want to go anywhere without it
Then he hears something that makes him feel like he was punched in the gut.
Keys jingling.
“No! No! No!” he’s sprinting out of your shared bedroom.
Shit. You thought you had enough time.
You thought he’d still be upstairs in bed not taking you seriously. You make a mad dash towards the door. He clears the stairs with a single jump and you swear he must have used his explosions to propel himself forward because somehow he beat you to it.
“Move” you say in your most threatening voice.
He glares back at you.
“Get out of the way Katsuki, I’m leaving you”.
“No” he whispers “You aren’t going anywhere”.
“Yes I-“
It’s like a bomb was set off.
“I SAID NO! I TOLD YOU, YOU CANT FUCKING LEAVE, I NEED YOU! I LOVE YOU Y/N!!” He’s screaming, he’s in your face, he’s grabbing at you and it’s all you can do to keep slapping his hands away.
You try to retreat somewhere else in your shared home but he follows you, he’s furious, but he’s also completely hysterical.
He follows you, you can’t shake him.
“Leave me alone Katsuki!”
Into the kitchen.
“Y/N!”
Through the living room.
“Go away!”
“Y/N! Just talk to me!”
You race back upstairs before he rounds the corner. You’ll jump off the balcony; You shouldn’t get too hurt as long as you fall into the flowerbeds below, then you can run and scream for help if he pursues you.
You managed to make it into the bed room and lock the door. You don’t waste even a second crossing the room and grabbing for the patio door handle, you slide the balcony door open and the fresh air briefly caressed your face….before you are yanked backwards by your hair.
“LET ME GO! LET ME GO! I DONT WANT THIS! I DONT WANT YOU!” You shriek as he drags you across the floor.
Splintered wood littering the floor around the bed, he blew up the fucking door to get to you.
Of course he did.
He tosses you on the bed, you kick and punch as he wrestled with you, finally getting ahold of your hand to slip your wedding ring back on. He breathes a sigh of relief as it glitters, sitting pretty right back where it belongs. He presses a kiss to each finger, and then stares down at you with tears in his eyes.
“Why?”
You don’t respond, continuing to struggle beneath him.
“Why do you do this princess? Hah?” You turn your head to avoid his gaze.
“WHY CANT YOU JUST LET ME LOVE YOU?!!” He shakes you roughly, nails biting into your shoulders “I LOVE YOU Y/N!”.
“Please stop! Stop this, you’re acting crazy again! You promised-“ a choked sob prevented you from continuing to plead with him.
“Crazy?” His grip on your shoulders tightened and then released, only for him to instead grip the zipper pull on your jacket and practically rip the offending fabric off. Your bare chest is now in his hands and he roughly kneads your breasts “You drive me fucking crazy! You always have, and you know it you fuckin’ bitch, you know it and you get off on it”.
A harsh slap to each of your tits has a shocked gasp leaving your lips.
“You like knowing you can fuck with my head like this don’t you?” His tongue circles around one of your nipples before he bites down “If you leave me, you already know what’s gonna happen…You know I can’t live without you baby, just like you can’t live without me”.
You two have pretty much isolated yourselves, after what happened last time you’d split up. It was decided that outside of working, neither one of you has contact with family or friends.
Lest they once again get swept up in the chaotic whirlwind that is this love.
It still remains a mystery how all of them managed to remain unharmed, despite the trail of tears and destruction that forced you two back into each other’s arms.
Before you realize it, you’re pulling your jeans off and spreading your legs for him.
“There we go princess…Just give up all your tough talkin’ bullshit…we both know that’s all it really is, you are so lucky I’m in love with you and willing to chase you around when you get all worked up like this” he watches his cock brush up and down your lower lips, collecting the ridiculous amount of slick dribbling down your ass and pooling on the sheets beneath you.
“I think you have too much time on your hands, throwing bratty little tantrums like this…You get too caught up in what goes on in that pretty little head and start acting out like this…” the flared head of his cock begins to push past your soaked lips “Awfully wet for someone that doesn’t want me, you sure are quiet now pretty girl…getting soft on me? S’okay I know you-“.
He should have kept his mouth shut.
“Get the fuck off me! You sick fuck I can’t stand you!” You wail, limbs attempting to kick and scratch him again. Now he’s getting frustrated, his balls hurt from how full they are, and the pounding behind his eyes reminds him of the humiliating tears he’d shed earlier.
“I dont need you, I’m better off without you!” You shriek as his hand comes to grip your throat and squeeze.
“You really are delusional aren’t you angel? You must be if you’ve started believing your own lies…poor thing” he’s tired of your bullshit, and you know it.
The fight in you goes out like a candle doused in water. He rewards you by bullying his cock into your too tight hole.
Once he’s all the way inside your snuggly little pussy you both breathe a sigh of relief. The two of you just melt into each other, after he forces his way inside you.
“I’m sorry”
It’s barely audible but he hears you loud and clear.
“Please don’t stop loving me”
He’s waiting for you to say the most important thing, the thing that makes his life worth living.
“I love you Katsuki, I could never stop even if I tried” you’ve started crying again and you look so gorgeous when you are this lost, this broken.
Now he can rebuild you, piece by piece with each thrust in and out of your slobbering little cunt. You grovel, choking on both spit and words as you thank him for destroying you, over and over again. Now you are the one that’s begging him not to leave, threatening him to stay or else. They aren’t empty threats when either of you make them, you’ve both proven this.
Therapist throughout the years try to relate so many of his deep seeded issues to the treatment he received from his mother. That’s all they can get out before he’s walking out of their office, never to return. His mother adores you, that’s one of the reasons he absolutely had to have you. He’s fucked you up, put you through so much, and he knew it was wrong when it all began but he can’t get enough.
Now neither can you.
You’re both stuck.
The first stutter of his rapidly pistoning hips has your legs automatically locking around him, and your internal walls clamping down on his cock hard enough to make him hiss.
“The fuck do you want hah? Fuckin’ tell me!” He screamed, but it wasn’t out of anger, you knew that.
“Not letting go till you cum” you sneer up at him “keeping you trapped”.
“That fuckin’ desperate are you? You want the man you hate to blow his load in this sloppy pussy? Didja remember to take your pill this morning princess? I don’t think ya did” he laughs as your eyes widen at the realization, and for some fucked up reason your cunt fluttered around him before squeezing even tighter.
“Oh you want it bad don’t cha baby?” He taunts, holding your legs in place in case you try to back out.
“No! No I don’t-“
“Don’t worry, M’gonna give it to you baby, just a few more”
“Katsuki stop, don’t do it!”
“Fuck here it comes! You ready princess?”
“No!” You sob loudly “Oh god, Please don’t!”.
Despite your desperate cries of refusal, you make no moves to get away or stop the inevitable. When the rough pad of his thumb makes that first circle against your clit, you are absolutely done for.
“That’s right, that’s itttt…howzit feel to know yer pussy sucks my cock better than your mouth ever did, hah? C’mon speak up fuckin’ cry baby, can’t have fucked ya dumb that quick”
Are those supposed to be words of encouragement? Or a few jabs meant to be the last of your torment for this session?
“The brat and her lil’ Princess cunt know exactly what to do with my cum once they get it, so good fer me….”.
Pussy drunk Bakugou’s just as annoying if not more so than his sober self.
“Say ya love me dammit! Say it again!”
“Even though I wanna kill you one minute and fuck you the next, I love you with all my heart…. You really are the best there is” you caress his face with the same hand on which your wedding ring is, admiring its beautiful sparkle in the twinkling twilight the windows let in.
That’s all there is too it, because when it’s all said and done you are just as fucked up and crazy about him as he is about you, and neither one of you ever truly plans on or thinks of really escaping from this fucked off situation.
❤️‍🔥
A/N: I sincerely hope that @hotwings0203 & @shorkbrian would be proud of me for my small attempt to write up something not even half as amazing as either one of their works but 🥰
S’not much but it’s a start, with exception of “Locked in Syndrome” this is probably the darkest thing I’ve written. My other yandere content is fucked up but in a sexy way? I dunno! Not gonna lie, I’m kinda nervous on how receptive my readers will be to something like this….Comments are always appreciated!
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thefanficmonster · 3 years
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Hidden Powers
Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)
Warnings: Abuse allegations, Swearing, Mild melancholy
Genre: Humor, SLIGHT Angst, Fluff, RPF (Real Person Fic) - Sorry the genres are all over the place
Summary: A misconception or misunderstanding turned rumor threatens to bring down Corpse’s entire career, but luckily, Y/N knows better than to stand aside and let it happen.
Requested by Anon. Hi darling! Thank you so much for your request and I’m so sorry for the long wait but here it finally is and I hope you enjoy the fic if you happen to come across it. Love, Vy ❤
“Fuck this game!“ Y/N yells out in frustration as she is met with the screen informing her of her failure - aka death - for the fifth time in the past hour. “Has anyone ever even passed night four? I’m sure the king of FNAF Markiplier has but I’m also sure he hasn’t done it one a livestream! And my big mouth really had to go ahead and swear not to end this stream until I pass this God forsaken night, ughhh!“
Typically, Y/N’s quite the fearful rat when playing horror games, especially when home alone like right now, but this FNAF game has gradually turned her into a raging gamer instead. Not raging as in kicking ass at the game but as in the game kicking the ass of her sanity. She’s been struggling with this specific night for a while - the better half of her previous stream and an hour into today’s. Well, seeing how little progress she’s making with each try, it’s gonna be way more than an hour into today’s livestream as well. She’ll be lucky if she manages to get past it before hitting the three hour mark or just rage quitting which she’s bound to do eventually if her gameplay keeps going at this rate.
Another try later, she’s once again jumpscared into a failure screen that’s practically mocking her at this point. Throwing her arms above her head, Y/N sighs heavily, the frustration she’s harboring becoming more and more evident in her body language. “You know what, I need a break. Lemme see what you guys are saying in the chat.”
Scrolling through comments upon comments greeting her, sending her compliments and some trolling her with some hateful remarks she comes across a question which makes her brows furrow. That same question is repeated by a few other people but they fly by so quickly she doesn’t manage to catch the people’s usernames.
“A bruise on my arm? Where?“ She says out loud as she inspects both her arms, looking for what her chat had been talking about. That’s when her eyes eyes land on the purple mark on the skin just above her right elbow. She laughs, “Oh this? I know I’m a clumsy person but Corpse is to blame for this one.“
Little does the girl know, her boyfriend, who’s currently in his own apartment instead of camping out at hers, is watching this very stream, laughing his ass off remembering how that bruise came to be.
His laughter is cut short though when he catches glimpse of Y/N’s chat which suddenly floods with concern from her fans - assumptions and allegations of him being an abusive boyfriend starting to pollute the previously cheerful comment section. His stomach turns, for many reasons, each reason making it tighten in a worse and more painful knot. 
The first blow comes from people actually coming up with such a thing. How could they even allow their minds to wander to such a dark and disgusting place where he’d be even remotely an abuser.
The second blow to his heart is delivered by the fact that people believed it. How and why could people believe such an absurd idea?! How low did these people think of him? What kind of piece of shit did he come off as to some people?
And the third is the mental image the idea gives him. It’s such a fucked up scene, he can’t even conjure it up, he can’t mentally picture it. Hell, he could and would never even raise his voice at Y/N. He’d never dare upset her or hurt her feelings let alone hurt her....like that!
“Whoa, whoa, whoa!“ Y/N’s gasp reaches him as though it was meant to fish him out of the downward spiral he started going down with these overwhelmingly dark thoughts, “What’s with this nonsense some of y’all are spewing in the chat?!“ She sounds downright angry and irritated, ready to fight whoever will continue spreading these rumors about her lovely boyfriend whom she absolutely adores. “Guys, I mean, seriously?! Do you have any idea what you’re talking about and WHO you’re talking about? Do we have the same Corpse in mind here? I doubt we do - you have some villainized, abusive version, and I have the loving boyfriend who tried to teach me how to handle a lightsaber so we can have a lightsaber fight and my dumbass used my own weapon against me. Yeah, I was pretty salty Corpse laughed his heart out while I was cringing in pain, but man, you guys take it farther than the farthest.“ Seeing his sweet, kind and non-confrontational girlfriend who always avoids conflict at all costs turn into this protective lioness because someone is talking shit about him is heartwarming and scary at the same time. “Y’all better shut the hole where these fucked up rumors surfaced from before you get one of the most innocent, loving and caring individuals in hot water for the BS you came up with! Copy? You better.“
Corpse has never in his entire life seen the topic of a stream chat change so quickly, the rumor never once getting brought up again.
That’s some serious power right there - power he never knew Y/N possessed because of her cute and soft exterior. Now he knows what kinda beast of a woman he’s dating - one prepared to do anything to protect him, no matter who from. And damn does that make him feel emotional and loved despite the shit that just happened. She can make him forget all the bad within the blink of an eye - that too is another superpower of hers, but this one he’s known about from the very start.
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Touch-starved
Levi Ackerman x GN!reader
This is pretty self-indulgent, Its a Levi x touch-starved reader. Modern AU. Hurt to comfort.
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Before you started dating Levi, everyone you knew, including himself warned you. They told you that a relationship with him wouldn't be normal, that it wouldn't fulfill your relationship needs. But you loved him and even though he wasn’t very affectionate you knew that he loved you too. Thought that wasn't clear right now. Currently, you were at the wedding of one of your friends, it was nice, too nice. It made you realize how much different your and Levi's relationships were. The biggest difference was how many other people in relationships touch each other. Before you met Levi you thought you could never be in a relationship without touching, but then you fell for him and learned that he was uncomfortable with touch. Which you respected, but sometimes you wished that you could have a reassuring handhold or a thank you kiss on the cheek, it didn't have to be PDA, just in private. Though you don't want to break your boyfriend’s boundaries. Your feelings only worsen every time someone starts hitting their glasses with silverware, trying to get the new couple to kiss, which they did, it made you jealous. Using this jealousy as the fuel you move your hand from the cup you were holding to Levi’s leg, reassuringly. Though it was quickly shoved off and hanging by the side of your body, you didn't have the motivation to move it. You repeat to yourself that he loves you, you try and remember the sweet moments in your relationship but none are coming up. You never ignited to yourself but you were touch starved, even before meeting Levi. You don't know how long you sat there, your body limp, your brain is overthinking. Half of your brain is trying to convince you that he does love you, while the other half was telling you that you deserved more from him. You were broken from your limp body and crazy thoughts from the clinking of glass and silverware and then cheering after the couple’s kiss. You watched as they kiss and hold on to another’s hand while sitting down, it hurt, you felt hatred inside you. You abruptly stood up and walked toward the doors, you couldn't leave, but you could at least get some fresh air. That was your plan anyway, but as soon as you got outside and out of sight of everyone, you broke down,  it just so much. You had the boyfriend but you didn't have the kisses, hand-holding, cuddles that you thought were a part of a relationship. For god’s sake, your love language was physical touch you should have known that a relationship with Levi would fail. 
"What's wrong brat?"
Levi turned the corner, and though his words were rude his voice was softer than normal. You breathed in trying to calm and hide your breakdown but Levi was pretty good at seeing through you. He ruffled your hair, that’s right he does give physical affection but pat or ruffling off your hair was the most, and he did that to everyone, it wasn’t the special relationship touches you wanted, you weren’t special. Your boyfriend slid down to the ground with you
“Why are you out here, sitting on the dirty ground?” 
As much as you hated the absence of physical touch in your relationship, you couldn’t tell him that, he had his boundaries and you’re supposed to respect that, so you held off on telling him.
“I don’t know I just wanted some air.”
You lied, and he saw through it.
“Why did you want fresh air?”
You were really tiring to hold back your thoughts and opinions of his boundaries but it had been building up for the past six months, and so it all came spilling out.
“Because I feel unloved. I mean I know you love me but you never physically express it. I feel like your repulsed by the idea of me and my body, I can’t even hold your hand. You just shove me away, and I just feel disgusting a guilty for even trying because I know you have boundaries and that I was warned that this would happen but I thought that I could handle it, but I can’t. I’m touch starved and the one person I feel comfortable enough to help me, to cuddle me, to love me, doesn’t want to, or they cant. And it makes me feel so guilty for feeling that way, and that just adds to the terrible feeling inside. I don’t think I can deal with it anymore, I thought that my love for you would fill that hole, the one missing physical touch, but the love just made it worse because I love you too much to break your boundaries. And-and, I think it would be better for my heart if we stopped. If if we we stopped our relationship.”
You were so emotional that you were stuttering some words, the tears that you stopped when Levi showed up had come back even worse. Sometime during your speech you stood up, Levi stayed on the ground leaning against the building, and at the end of your declaration, you speed-walked into the building and the restroom. You whipped your tears as well as you could. Walking out of the restroom you headed to the bar, you didn’t know what you were gonna order, you just knew you were going to need it. You reached the bar and tried to stutter out an order but you couldn’t name a drink and the bartender moved onto someone else. Dissociated you walked back to your seat, and once again the sound that backend the couple to kiss was being made. You sat in your chair dissociating for a while, the only thing you processed was the sound of silverware tapping glass that happened every so often, and that the chair next to you was still empty. He probably took the offer to leave you and this relationship, and even though you encouraged it, you still weren’t ready for it. You rested your elbows on the table and then your head in your hands. You started to cry again for so many reasons, realizing that you lost the few head pats and hair ruffling he would give you, realizing that you would probably be more touch starved now. Suddenly there was a weight on your back, and arms wrapped around your neck loosely like a hug. You didn’t have the energy to shove off whoever was responsible so you tried your best with words, feeling more anger than sadness all of the sudden.
“Whoever is touching me, stop.” 
The arms and weight stayed, and that small bit of anger changed back to sadness
“Just please, I can’t right now, please sto-”
Before you could finish your plea the person behind you spoke up
“It’s me”
Levi, his voice was softer than you ever heard, and you weren’t sure if you could believe it, both because of the voice and the hug he was giving you.
“Why?”
“I don’t want to lose you, can we talk outside?”
You nodded your head, then you felt him remove himself from you, you stood up and to your surprise, he grabbed your hand, you couldn’t tell if he was holding you in a possessive way, a caring way, or a loving way. What you did know was that it was tight and desperate. When you reached outside, your hand was still in his, his other hand was trapping you between him and the wall.
“I think you miss understand my boundaries, along with how much you matter to me.”
You still weren’t sure if he was just finalizing the break-up or trying to stop it from happening, you stayed silent to find out.
“I don’t like being touched, I don’t have a reason it just how I’ve been for a while, but I’m okay with touching others, it gives me control, the ability to stop if I’m uncomfortable without having to ask, if you want more physical contact I don’t mind giving you what you need, just let me be in control.”
It made some senses, but you wondered why he hadn’t been affectionate with you before if that was the case, so you question him
“Why haven’t you then, why haven’t you touched me, or held my hand.”
“ I wasn’t ready, and when I was I was, honestly scared.”
“Why?”
“As I said, I don’t know, I never really understand my emotions or where they come from. But I’m not scared now, I want to make you happy, I don’t want to be selfish anymore.”
You let out a breath that you were holding, finally allowing yourself to relax.
“ I don’t think you were selfish, and I’m sorry that I pushed you this far, and I don’t want to break up, I just wanted the pain to stop.”
Levi removed his hand from the wall and moved it behind your back pulling you into him.
“I am selfish but you need to stand up for yourself more, brat.” 
It was relieving to hear him call you that, it was like his way of saying that he loved you, that he would stay with you. It was his way of saying that he would be with you even if it was hard and that all you needed. 
A few weeks later and you can’t even remember what being touched starved felt like. You didn’t expect Levi to be so clingy, he’s almost always touching you.  At night he’s your big spoon, when he’s working he makes you sit on his lap, in public he either holds your hand or wraps his arm around your back or shoulder. There have been multiple occasions where he’ll whine, or as close as he can get to whining, for you to sit on his lap while he works
“Come here.”
“Baby I’m just as busy as you.”
“And, I said to come here, we can share the desk if you need to, just come here.”
You walk into his office just bringing him a cup of tea, but he pulls you into his lap before you can leave or protest.
“Thank you for the tea.”
“Are you going to let me go?”
“Of course not, you should know that by now.”
“Your right, I love you”
“ I love you too brat”
Of course, there are moments when you feel the need for his comforting touch but he feels uncomfortable, so you two compromised. Whenever this happens, he’ll allow you to play with the buttons on his shirt cuff, or put your hand in his jacket pocket. He feels guilty that he cant always give you the support you want, but you make sure to ensure him that he’s been doing more than enough.
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before dating
- will start noticing you only after you either,,
A) do something intentionally heroic
B) do something incredibly stubborn/borderline reckless to save someone
-there is no room in his big boy ego brain for anyone who doesn’t possess hero qualities,, soz thats just the way it is
-thats not to say he would only date someone from the hero course tho,, he would 100% take interest in someone from any course
-as long as they’re as dedicated to helping others and giving their 100% to everything they do,, he’d be happy
-would watch you for a long time but would be incredibly obvious about it. he’d try and hide it and be sneaky, but everyone knows. even you.
-when he finally asks you out, there was not a single plan involved. he just saw you alone and decided to man up about it on a whim
-that being said- after he does ask you out, he immeadiately panics about what to do on your first date. que frantic google searching-
top searches from that night include
how do cool guys dress
how to stop blushing
first date ideas that arent romantic
why am i sweating so much
-first date is an utter disaster by traditional standards
-he takes you somewhere with an athletic aspect- like minigolf or laser tag. he pays for you but immeadiately follows it up with “you better actually play and don’t just make me waste my money! its not gonna be fun kicking your ass unless you try, got it?”
-you have fun and can’t stop smiling- but not bc lil katsuki is charming you.
-no, you’re smiling bc he’s embarrassing himself at every turn trying to impress you. at first it’s a little off-putting, but then you realize just how much he cares and it’s kinda cute
-cute in the a dog-chasing-it’s-tail-until-it-gets-dizzy-and-falls-over kinda cute; but adorable nonetheless
-bakugou walks away from the date thinking he crushed it. just absolutely blew it out of the water,, there’s no doubt in his mind even though there 100% should be
early relationship
-incredibly touchy,, but not in like traditional or “cute” ways
-prior to you, bakugou’s only significant feeling was pure rage,, so needless to say he doesn’t know how to handle his sudden urge to touch you all the time
-he’s super nervous about it and doesn’t know if it’s suddenly okay hug and touch you as much as he wants to,, so he resorts to less traditional means of skinship
-so he’ll flick your forehead when you smile just right at him. he’ll pinch your cheeks when you talk too much. he’ll drop his hand flat and heavy over yours while you’re writing,, just so the pencil skitters across the page and you yell at him.
-he’ll push you over. not like a hard shove or anything,, but if he sees you sitting on the ground or squatting, he’ll just sort of push you over??? especially if you’re standing up from a chair,,
-ofc he catches you before you can fall or anything, but really he just uses “saving” you as an excuse to touch you
-he’ll push at you, catch you, and then smirk at you with “god, you’re so clumsy. i won’t always be around to save your sorry ass, you know.”
-it’s annoying so you just push him away and glare, but unfortunately for you, that’s what he wanted the whole time bc he’s a little shit
-that being said,, he’s still suprisingly sweet in even weirder ways
-bakugou’ll make you food. but he’ll never be around when you eat it,, you’ve tried before to eat the meals he cooks for you right after he cooks them, but he gets too embarrassed and finds an excuse to leave right when you’re about to eat the first bite
-he’ll tease you. a lot. about everything. but nobody else can tease you,, if somebody’s embarrassing you, bakugou will either threaten them until they stop talking or make a scene until nobody is paying attention to you anymore
-he’ll leave you little notes. most of them just have little doodles on them with reminders about homework or training, but they’re cute nonetheless
-when he takes you out on dates his hands always crackle when he first sees you. you’ve come to learn that the more dressed up you are, the more his palms will crackle
-normally you have to be the one to initiate any sort of romantic contact,, pls just kiss him already he’s almost always thinking about it but cant find the courage to do so
-when he does kiss or hug you on his own accord,, don’t say anything. he’ll pull away super quick and get all red!!!
established relationship
- suuuper clingy
-, not in the sense that he’s constantly phyiscally all over you,, he just won’t go anywhere with the class if you’re staying back, or will just follow you around the whole day if he’s got nothing else to do
-like,, if the bakusquad is looking for him they’re honestly just better off looking for you since he’s never far behind
-strangely enough, bakugou’s pretty quiet?? if he’s comfortable around you, he’ll stop being so prideful and picking so many arguments.
-his whole badass front at school wears him out,, so if katsuki comes to hang out with you after a long school day he’ll probably want to sit and just listen to you talk
-is a whole ass cat when it comes to physical affection. he normally acts indifferent entirely, but when he wants attention he wants attention
-might as well just drop everything you’re doing since he’s gonna throw you on the bed and just lay directly on top of you until you stop fighting him
-pet his hair super softly and tell him he’s strong and that you’re proud of him pls,, katsuki will cry
-formal dates happen less often now, but you see him more,,, in fact, you’re almost never without him. when he’s not doing school or studying or training katsuki is always where you are
-he’s pretty possessive and jealous- not just of like other guys, but literally anything that’s getting your attention. see examples 1 & 2
1.) ooo new book that has you super enthralled??? soz, it’s not just your book anymore. katsuki sits you on his lap and tells you that the only way he’s gonna let you continue to “waste your time on something so stupid” is if you read it out loud to him
2.) omg you got a new puppy that you’re just enamoured with?? tough, it’s bakugou’s puppy now too,, and he never lets it leave his side so the only way you’re gonna get to cuddle with the puppy is if you cuddle with bakugou too
-he’s super proud of you so he’ll introduce you as his s/o to everyone he meets,,, and if the person he’s talking to also has an s/o??? good lord katsuki would never shut tf up about how much better and stronger and cooler you two were than the other couple
-is not embarrassed about pda. at all. if everyone already knows you’re together than there’s nothing to hide,, he thinks that since he put in all the work to get you to love him than he should be able to reap the rewards,, anywhere. at anytime.
-that being said, he does find showing affection in front of others to be v v embarassing!!! so to combat that he turns it up to 11 and flirts and flusters you so bad so that all the 1A guys just think he’s super cool and manly with u instead of soft
-that being said, the second you guys are alone it’s like a switch has been flipped and you could fluster him only by batting your eyes just right
-insists you ‘cook’ with him. katsuki doesn’t let you do much but like cut up vegetables or stir, but he likes to listen to you talk while he does everything else
-generally pretty touch starved but only really indulges if you make the first move. like, he won’t ever tell you to come sit with him on the couch, but if you sit down?? then immeadiately he’s pulling you into his side and doesn’t let you up until he’s ready to get up as well
-still pokes and flicks and shoves you. also now feels comfortable enough to prank you. he thinks you’re adorable when you get mad enough to yell at him so prepare to be mad a lot.
-tells you he loves you damn near constantly. he wont say it first tho bc ~tsundere~ but after you admitted it first, he’ll say it. and once you know??? then he’s gonna make sure it’s known,,, blasty baby doesnt do anything half-assed esp not something as important as showing his love
-he likes to pick out your clothes for you bc otherwise you’ll walk about looking too cute and its a problem bc he never figured out how to get his hands to stop crackling
-will call you dumbass, idiot, moron, halfwit, klutz, etc in public but in private it’s usually princess or little brat or very rarely baby
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Shiggy headcanons because he <3
warning: some nsfw and I say when it starts
okay first off, yes please help him take care of his skin but be nice about it, he is self conscious about his skin and will think you think hes ugly if you dont bring it up right- best way to go about it is say that you know it bothers him and makes him uncomfortable physically and mentally and you want to help him and you think that these products could help
cause he appreciates you looking out for him a lot
it also helps if you do a skin care routine with him! he thinks of it as a fun bonding time for the both of you and you being there in the habit of doing it everyday helps to remind him to do it everyday
at the beginning he could be very selfish and demanding of you (mainly of your attention and time) while also not giving you much in return- he didnt mean to, he legitimately has no idea what a healthy relationship looks like, all he knows is that he craves your attention and love but doesnt know how to give it back and is scared to anyways
you're really gonna have to be patient with him, help him to understand that you need to be given affection as well and that relationships require work from both sides - hell take everything you say very seriously because he doesnt want to disappoint you
he opens up in odd increments, hell go from you cannot know anything about me to heres my life story in 10 minutes, leaves out details here and there that hell save for another time, but hes not trying to trauma dump or anything its just so healing for him to be able to get it out to a positive outlet that sometimes he can give you a bit much without warning, but of course you want to help him so you comfort him as best you can
so scared of touching you, at first hes wary even with wearing gloves because just what if - what if something goes wrong and suddenly you're gone, he cant handle that
but he slowly gets there, first getting more comfortable with just you touching him and then hell carefully link his pinky with yours or press your foreheads together, small things that you learn to love
when he learns to control his quirk to the point of not having to worry about this anymore, he excitedly runs up to you hands out and just grabs you, let's his hands run all over your body in the most innocent way possible, for the first time he can actually feel you fully and hes so in love
if anyone even dared to hurt you he would kill them without a second thought, you are without question the most important thing on this planet, nothing else matters
he can be extremely possessive, but it's mainly because hes terrified you'll leave. he doesnt think hes attractive or has a good personality or any good redeeming qualities, he has no idea why someone as perfect as you would even consider looking in his direction, but he never wants you to leave
god he loves kisses. so much. could kiss you for the rest of eternity and would never get bored. when you pull away he will chase your lips and pull you in again
tell him hes gorgeous please. he needs to hear it, he has no idea how genuinely beautiful he is :(
he loves when you wear his clothes. they're more than likely all very dirty, especially if you wear them long enough to get them to smell like you because he wont wash them just to keep the smell (so you're probably gonna have to wash his clothes and help him to get into the habit of doing so), but he thinks you're so gorgeous in his clothes. its probably another aspect of him being possessive and liking things that make it obvious that you're with him, but he wouldnt mind if you stole everything in his closet
loves having you seated on his lap, especially during important meetings. yeah, hes got the hottest s/o on the planet, no one else can have them, cope.
seriously he loves showing off that you're with him he will brag endlessly if the situation allows it
loves playing video games with you of course, at first you were lucky to be able to be seated at his side and watch as he played, but now he got you your own special controller and cant wait to continue playing whatever 2 player game he can find
he gets you really cute gifts, probably stolen or things he found laying around, but they're always so soft - the sweetest gift he ever gave you was one of his old plushies that he keeps in his room, he washed it and everything for you and gave it to you so that even when hes not there you have something of him
loves when you play with his hair, it's probably tangled 90% of the time because he cant be bothered to even think about brushing his hair but will let you brush it for him and run your fingers through it and everything
though he does whine when you accidentally brush too hard and pull on his hair harshly, but his hair is seriously tangled and the brush might get stuck in it unless you're brushing it often
wants to protect you from the world. hes so worried about you constantly, he doesnt know what hed do if something happened to you, but if you're out hes always got an eye on you if hes not physically holding onto you
not a relationship thing but I just gotta throw in my nonbinary he/they Shiggy headcanon :)
I was trying to keep this mainly sfw but I just gotta include some nsfw, poor baby is extremely horny. mega horny 24/7. he probably wants to fuck you as soon as you start dating
whether you do or not is up to you, but just know he is not experienced at all. hes watched insane amounts of porn but quickly realizes that he cant use that as a basis for what to actually do with you, so you're gonna have to teach him a lot. even if you're inexperienced as well, you'll probably have a better idea generally than he does
after a lot of practice and semi embarassing moments, he gets pretty good at sex honestly. he genuinely wants to make you feel good and will listen to everything you say. hes very open to everything you want to try too
hes got some more extreme kinks that many people wouldnt be willing to even try, and he respects if you dont want to go into them because again he wants you to enjoy yourself
hell sub a lot at the beginning of your sex life because hes confused and you're probably taking the lead on things, but as he gets more confident that he actually knows what hes doing he goes more and more into being a dom - can and will still sub if you want him to, but generally ends up domming
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euphoricsunflowers · 3 years
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touch — lee hoseok/wonho
a/n: wbk i haven’t been writing much recently, but today i felt a sudden rush of motivation so i wasn’t gonna let it go to waste!! gif is mine!!
a/n: thank you for 1k followers!! i hope to repay the vast amount of love i receive from my anons and my darling mutuals!! love you all <33
word count: 1.6k
content: sub!wonho, dom!afab!reader, no pronouns used for the reader, reader doesn’t cum so take that as you will, unprotected sex (i never put that here but uh wrap it up kids), choking, riding, hickeys, overall just another fic about how much i adore lee hoseok thank you
disclaimer: as this fic contains choking, i just want to remind you to please be aware that kinks are inherently dangerous and if you are going to partake, please do your research into doing it in the safest way possible. always have a safeword and safe signal. thank you.
summary: he comes home after a long day, and you always want him after so long.
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one of your hands cups his cheek while the other holds his waist close to you. your touch isn’t demanding or possessive, it’s simply just adoring. your fingers brush a bit of his hair out of his soft, doll-like eyes, pressing a gentle and fleeting kiss to his lips as he exhales quietly, playing with the hemming of your shirt with his fingers absentmindedly. all feels well and peaceful as you greet your sweet lover, “how was your day, hoseokie?”
“my day was really long, but being with you makes it all fade away,” he sighs comfortably as your hands stroke his sides, shuddering when your grip tightens a bit, “ah- how are you, my love?”
“i’m well, darling, i’m very well now that i have you,” you say with your voice suddenly lower and much more deadly, “you’re so pretty,” your hands just keep touching his waist and his chest, fingers brushing his nipples over his clothes just to keep him on edge, “baby,” the pet name with your voice so seductive makes him whimper.
“ahh- yes?”
“what are you so nervous for, angel? i just want to touch you—,” he whines at your words, “—i just love touching you like this. you’re so passive and docile, you let me do absolutely anything to you, hm?” it’s not true, he knows that. it’s comforting to remember that you know his limits, you know how far you can push him, but you also know how he likes to be spoken to. it’s hot, more than anything.
“i- yeah, you can do whatever you please with me,” he groans as his eyes shut when your hands start touching a little lower, moving from grabbing his ass to rubbing his inner thighs teasingly, “b-but, uhm, could you please not tease me? please?” he pouts subconsciously, knowing if you said no and continued teasing him, he wouldn’t stop you, he’d just get progressively more whiney and would beg you even more to make him feel so good.
it’s an appealing idea to leave him teased and denied for hours until his body cant physically handle it anymore, to make him squirm with need, but when he begs so softly for you to not tease him, it’s hard to not give in and give him everything he wants, and as such, you find yourself complying, touching him as he wishes.
he moans as he clutches your shoulders for any kind of support, and it’s cute to watch someone as big and strong as him just absolutely fall apart with just a few touches, “oh, my darling, is this really all it takes? just a few little brushes of my fingers against your cock and suddenly hoseokie can’t even keep himself together? that’s cute.”
“ahh, please,” he looks down, trying to avoid eye contact, he knows your gaze is too strong and he’s shatter immediately under it.
“please what, baby?” you taunt, making his shyness incredibly apparent as he’s forced to be more direct with his words.
“can we continue this in the bedroom?”
you giggle, “sure, i’ll ride your dick until you pass out, how does that sound?” you ask, already walking over to the door.
“that- uhm,” he gulps, “t-that sounds good,” he whimpers shakily as he watches you walk away, following behind you like a puppy as you lead him away.
he sits on the bed nervously as you sit beside him, cupping his cheeks and caressing his skin the way you did before in order to relax him, pressing kisses to the edge of his lips before moving down his jaw, spending a significant few minutes sucking and biting a hickey into his skin. he breathes somewhat shaky in pain, but it’s not major enough to really hurt him. he can take a lot, and you intend to do a lot.
as such, when your kisses find his neck, kissing right over the vein on the side, his heart rate picks up anxiously. you leave another love bite just above his collarbone before pulling back to trace you finger over it, “you’re so beautiful.”
the intimacy of the moment flusters him, but you always fluster him intentionally as you say, “and don’t think for a second i only mean your body. of course i love your body, i love the way you squirm and moan and whimper, but you have the most beautiful personality, my hoseok.”
his cheeks turn redder, loving the praise but still so unable to handle it, “p-please,” he’s also getting so needy as you talk, with every moment you’re not riding him, he becomes even more desperate for you.
“take off your shirt,” you command suddenly, and he does as you say with ease, discarding his shirt to some random corner of the room, pulling you closer to him once his hands were free. you press kisses to his chest, taunting him with a lick against his nipple.
his whole body reacts, squirming even more for friction against his cock when your fingers play with his other nipple, groaning helplessly, “fuck- oh! oh my-,”
“oh? does that feel good?”
“p-please,” he murmurs, burying his head into your shoulder, “please just get to it already, i-i cant handle your teasing. i need you so badly, my love,” he’s demanding, sure, but he knows he can be demanding. he knows that as much as you control him right now like a puppet on your strings, he knows what to say to mess you up just as much.
“alright, alright, i understand. take off the rest of your clothes, baby,” you kiss his forehead as you get off of him to take off your clothes too.
“do you- uhm, do you want me to do anything?” he fidgets nervously as you walk back over to him. his eyes never leave your body, still so overwhelmed by your presence and, for all the love his body gets from you, he adores you physically just as much. you’re absolutely everything he wants, “i could eat you out! or uhm, i’m not sure, but i can do something. i want you to feel good too,” he frowns.
“baby, trust me, i feel amazing right now,” you smile, leaning down to kiss his chest as you climb back on top of him.
“yeah?”
“to have someone like you so willing to please me, so desperate for me it ruins you, is my greatest pleasure, baby,” he seems adequately comforted by your words, so you take that as a sign to continue, “and besides, i’m already thoroughly turned on, so you don’t have to worry about that.”
there’s a response lingering in his throat, but it doesn’t meet daylight as you being to play with his cock, all that leaves his mouth are throaty moans and helpless whimpers.
before he knows it, you’re already on him, sinking down, moaning freely for the first time this evening, and it makes him endlessly happy to see you feel pleasure. he’s just as wrecked, but you show it less than he does, because it’s so visible how he sighs, eyes fluttering closed, as you start to rock yourself back and forth.
“f-fuck,” he stutters, feeling your hands rest on his chest for stability, and he knows where that’s going, “oh, you’re so- so perfect, you just feel so good, can i touch you? please?”
“go for it,” you mumble, feelings his hands reach to hold your waist, enjoying the way his hands caress your skin just like you did to him before.
he groans as he gets more riled up from your movements, feeling a building feeling in his stomach, “please keep going,” he cries softly, “and uhm- could you- could you choke me? please?”
you smile almost sadistically as your hands wrap around his throat, feeling his pulse with your fingers. you push against the sides of his neck, watching his eyes roll back and his lips parted in an ‘O’ shape.
“good boy,” you mumble, and he faintly smiles at the praise before breaking out in moans, “you’re so per- perfect to me, hoseok,” he can’t coherently respond, but you can tell how happy compliments make him. he’s so easy to impress, so easy to sweep off his feet, “can i get you to cum for me, baby? really good and hard for me?”
“o-oh fuck, i’m so close-,” he stutters cutely.
“already, sweet thing? it hasn’t even been that long and you already want to cum inside me? you’re so adorable,” he whimpers again, his body seizing up as it hits him, and you don’t slow down one bit, “there you go, cutie, there you go, ride it out. you look so hot and slutty when you orgasm, my pretty boy.”
his voice is heavenly, drowning out your words as his head clouds over and he feels a kind of fleeting euphoria he’s missed, the kind only you give him. he wants to feel this way forever, but eventually, the feeling dies down, and his thoughts return to him.
“hope that made your long day a little better, my love,” you whisper, and suddenly your voice loses all that intensity and returns to be the comforting whisper in his ear, a lullaby he could fall asleep to, “now let me clean us up, and we’ll cuddle till we fall asleep, alright?”
he tiredly nods, and it takes all of your self control not to burst from how cute he is as he murmurs, “i love you, you know.”
“i know, baby. i love you, too.”
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yoonia · 2 years
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❥ Replies for “slow dancing ● chapter vii”
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@freyawreya:
Crying its hitting all the feels!! Can't believe JK would do that he just so good 😫 😩 OC better make Joon go thru hell before getting together cuz he needs to feel the pain 😤😤 Cant wait for the next chpt
Forgive me for making you cry. As I have mentioned, Namjoon won’t have it easy lol
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@blushingatyou​​:
Ngl I teared up. Truly hurting for jk and oc. At the end of the day jk made the right choice: they are soulmates, literally bound to each other. I know Namjoon and oc still don’t know each other very well so he might be a bit distant just to be kind, but I still don’t know how to feel about the way he interacts with oc. I’m sorta glad he’s giving her space tho. I’ll be tuning in for the next chapter!
This is so true. Both of them barely know each other. They never got the chance to thanks to Namjoon himself tho. We’ll see how things go on the next chapter as they now have the chance to get to know each other a bit better (without JK distracting them lol) 
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@yhern05​​:
😭😭😭😭
I’m right here with you 😭😭
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@piecesofapril11​​:
Omg I want Jk back. That was too painful. And Namjoon sounds like an insensitive jerk. Like I know they’re soulmates but she really loves JK. Give her some time dude.
Okay I should not say jerk. I take that back. But Namjoon is being possessive.
Yes, that comment from Namjoon was a bit out of place and untimely placed. but he has his reasons for it. we’ll see more into Namjoon and Jungkook’s thoughts on the next one :) 
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@sumzysworld​:
I was most terrified of how you'd handle this transition...trust me when it brought tears to my eyes
Is it wrong if I’m enjoying how emotional everyone is getting? lmao I wasn’t sure how this chapter was going to turn out but this was needed, so here we are T^T
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@havetaeminforbreakfast​:
The chapter we've all been waiting for 😭😭😭😭 idk if I'm sad or... I'M DEVASTATED
I suppose we all have been waiting for this to happen 😭 I don’t think anyone was truly ready tho
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@shaybeans​​:
I don't know who am i rooting for... Being in love is so intense.. it's more powerful than "s.o you're meant to be with".. hopefully, joon will show some good personality traits cuz damn he sounds like a villain, and i seriously don't think OC would be happy with him like this.. sorry i was just speaking my mind.. i really love all your writing.. and i decided to be an active reader and leave a comment hehe.. now I'm going to work heartbroken from this chapter/j
ah I’m so sorry, I hope you were able to focus at work after this one. I guess we haven’t seen what is going on with Namjoon and what he was thinking. I agree that being in love feels more intense and we’ve seen how OC was with JK. We’ll just have to see how OC is going to deal being left with Namjoon now :) 
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Rabbit iiiiiii
Ending.
Want a chapter two? Let me know!
Draco finds a Hufflepuff attempting to cheat. He torments her, keeps her under his wing becoming possessive , unsure of his feelings. After turning Reader into a Rabbit he realizes how much of an ass he was. But now hes in Azkaban for his crimes.
A/n. Okay. So i asked Multiple people. “What happens in Azkaban?” They all said “you sit in a cell.” And im sitting here like. “I cant write that.” So THIS is what i came up with. I hope its okay :/.
W! Mind games, self injury(scratching), fear of going insane, Draco gets kicked and punched around.
@khemz1312 @goofygobber @rosiehufflepuff @trashyvicks
“Cheers love”
Draco said once you vanished from his sights, he never thought the twins would help you come see him, or anyone for that matter. Of all people, he was not exactly the most loved at Hogwarts. The man looked both ways down the very long hallway not seeing anything except for darkness. At least no one would bother him while he was thinking.
He made his way back to his spot under the window to think about his actions; maybe he went a little overboard with how he handled catching you. But a teacher? That's not as fun. Draco looked down at his hands counting the cuts all over them, he had the most on his palms and around his fingers. He was very roughed up, as soon as he got here the dementors were not very kind to him. Draco blinked his eyes feeling sleepy and slightly cold. He rolled his eyes leaning back on the wall reminiscing the time he turned you into a rabbit.
You were so cute like that; so little, curious, fit right in his pocket. Dracos hands fell to his sides and his eyes started to close. You had gotten used to him when you were a rabbit…
So tired…
When he got out Draco wanted to master the spell to change humans back whenever so he could turn you into a rabbit again. If you let him of course, he laid down on his side, holding himself.
Fading….
His father.. What would he do about that? Obviously he could not take you home . Maybe a flat of his own would be better. And that shop? It made him smirk as his eyes started to close. Cute..
Footsteps could be heard and they were getting closer now. It woke Draco up from his slumber which he was not happy about. The one time he was actually getting some sleep in this place.
“Dinner already?’ he asked, in a condescending tone as he got up to rest his back against the wall. “Is it more than bread today?”
The cell opened and closed after the figure stepped in. Draco scrambled to his feet with wide surprised eyes,“..Father?”
“Not the best cell.. But it suits you.” the man said, dusting the dirt off his clothes.
“What are you doing here? Who let you in?”
“I'm here because I have unpleasant news for you.” he took off his gloves while he spoke.
“..news?” Draco stepped over to his father.
“That girl you turned into a rabbit is dead.”
“..she… shes ……….” Draco went as far as the chain would let him to his father. His ankle was straining against the cold tight cuff link. “H..ho-w…”
“Quiddich”
“What?.. But she doesn't fly! She doesn't have a broom!” the man grabbed his fathers coat shaking it, asking him multiple questions just for Lucious to throw him off and kick him away from him. Draco hit the cold brick wall on his side in the corner. He held his head trying to process this , he was hurting inside and out.
“They needed one more , and you were not there so I suggested...”
Draco glared over at his Father, who looked rather proud of himself. His hands went to his hair white knuckling them. “You…”
“She didn't last long, it was a waste.” Lucious stepped to his son grabbing his chin so he was looking at him. “And to think she would still be alive if you just left her alone”
“Its not my fault!” Draco shoved his father just for him to strike him down into the cell floor. “Get your hands off me boy, remember who your authority is. “
“Shes dead because of you!, shes.. !!! …………………..” Draco felt very cold all of a sudden, looking down he saw that his hand was fading as if it was getting sucked up by something.
“Wait.. Azkaban would never let you come into the cell…” Draco stumbled up, hitting the wall to steady himself. “They wouldn't.. Your not my father! Get out you bloody dementor!!!”
“Draco dont you know your own father?”
“Shut up! I know my father and thats not you!”
“Pity, enjoy your time here.” the figure of Lucious faded and Draco woke up in a very cold sweat. He was still laying down under the window, no one was with him in the cell and his body ached.
“Dementors.. “ slowly he got up moving to the corner to hug his knees. “Do your bloody worst, im Draco ffffffucking Malfoy.”
It won't be the last time the Dementors mess with Draco… they were determined to break him. Throughout the two years he was there you had not come to see him again except that one time the twins helped you. Draco told you now to bother the twins so you didn't. Fred and George did try to cheer you up though as much as they could. They even got a hold of Dracos old robes that they gave to you. It helped but you wanted the real thing. Him.The carrot cravings went away after a couple weeks which was nice. You did not need to carry a bag of the produce with you anymore.
Hufflepuff was still weary of you and Slytherin were still jerks. The Ravenclaws sympathized with you and you found comfort in them when you needed it. You wanted to visit him, see if he was okay. But all you could do was hope and stare out your window at the moon knowing he was looking at the same one ..
Two years later.
“You killed me”
“Shhhuut up….”
“Im dead, because of you.”
“...”
“Do you ever wonder? What could you have done differently? Acted in a more.. Reasonable way?”
“Your not .rrr.-re-al..”
“Not anymore, my time on this earth has ended. Because of you Draco”
Draco ran into the bars punching at them, blood was dripping from them now. The figure of you faded away right as he got to them to reappear in the cell next to him now. “Your not real..” he said again.
“Treated me like an animal, toyed with me..-” he swung at the dementor watching it fade away then reappear. “I was just a hufflepuff, an innocent girl.” Draco shook his head but the thoughts just got louder and louder.
“Dead”
“Dead”
“Gone”
“Killed”
“Stay here”
“...with me, let's be together” you held out a rotted hand to the shaking man. “Be like me”
Draco had been tormented by these dementors at least 3 times a week ever since his ‘father’ had come to see him. Day in and day out for at least 6 hours a day a dementor came to him as you to try to get Draco to crack.
The first time he almost fell for it, but he quickly realized it was not you. You were not a crying mess trying to touch him and you could not float….
But still seeing your figure hurt him, your body was made to look dead to cause even more damage to the man which it did. All he could do was endure and think about you, the real you. It was all he had to hold on to. He told himself when he spent his first night here that he would be okay, he would make it out fine.
But now hes crying on the floor at least twice a week with new bruises, cuts, and a giant headache. He fully knew how awful he was to you now, he had to apologize properly. That motivated him to fight, along with keeping you safe from his father. He would get out, he would be okay.
“...b-b-b-e like you?”
“Yes Draco, like me. Lets be together, lets get out of here.”
“Get .. out..”
“Yes , lets get-”
“No, you get out. Get out of my cell, get out of my head just GET OUT!, ill never go with you! Your not real and your NOT HER!” he stepped back, tripping over his feet and grabbing the cell bars to steady himself. His clothes by now were tattered and his dirty dark blond hair was in a pony tail. The cuts on his face turned to scars and his nails were bloody from him scratching at his itchy skin . Everytime he swung at the dementor it would fade out leaving traces of itself on the man making him freak out and scratch at his own skin till they turned purple.
The dementor faded through the bars down the hallway and Draco sunk down to his knees scratching at his arms trying to free himself of the lingering black smoke.
“Rabbit… “ Draco choked in a big breath glancing over at the small window to see the moon shining in on him. “Ill get out.. Ill be okay. We will be okay……………………….”
A few days later a man had come to Dracos cell. He unlocked the old door letting it swing open. The man stepped to the side gesturing to the hallway and Draco looked up from his hand to see Snape looking in at him.
“Hurry up, its filthy in here.”
“How is she….”
“Why don't you see for yourself? Do i look like a owl?”
“More like an over dramatic snake.” Draco slowly got up limping to his old professor who helped steady him.
“Im glad your okay, Malfoy.”
Draco rolled his shoulders and cracked his very purple bloody knuckles. “Of course i am”
Meanwhile, those two years you had graduated and opened up your own shop with the help of Fred and George. They pulled some strings and found an empty building you could sell potions in. it was a small building but you liked it.
The Wet Nose it was called. With little bunny decorations all over the inside and on the sign, the sign was your favorite. It had a little bunny looking over the sign with its ears down. You tried to make it apparent you were here so Draco could find you.. All you could do was wait now..
Draco had left Azkaban with Snape , showered, eaten , and dressed in real clothes. He was in clean black pants with a matching suit top with awhite shirt underneath and black shoes. His face was still heavily scared and his knuckles were starting to slowly heal. The scratches on his arms would not heal though. They would stay that way for a really long time. He worried if you would still want him like this. He also kept his hair long , just past his neck he liked it. Draco was not completely free of the dementors, he could still hear them in his head from time to time. Whispering things for him to come back and what not. He always had to shake his head and they would go away for the time being.
Snape had dropped him off at Diagon Alley as he requested. Before he left he got out of the car to give Draco one final word.
“Malfoy”
“What? Which way am i going?”
The man rolled his eyes and pulled Draco in for a one arm hug, even though draco loathed this. The poor man fought and cursed, slipping free of this unwanted affection.
“The bloody hell was that?”
“Go down this way, on the left.”
“Fantastic but what was-” he slapped him on the head.
“Oww!!! What gives?”
“Thats, for barging into my classroom.” and with that he left.
“Barging into my classroom” mocked the man fixing his hair.
Draco wasted no time getting to your shop. He found it easily and just stared at the sign. He was scared. Terrified, would you still want him… you said you would wait for him.. But.. the way he looks. He shook his head, making the dementors stop. “No. she will, she waited all this time. She will.”
Ring ring!! The bell on the door went off once Draco opened the door. The first thing that got his attention was the many smells coming from all over the room. All the windows were open with plants sitting in them . He had to make his way to the back where the register was, passing all types of potions a variety of colors. When he finally went to it he saw a little brown rabbit sitting on the counter wiggling its nose. The rabbit tilted its head at Draco and the man did the same.
“Biscuit? Is someone here? And you didn't ring them up you silly animal” you joked coming from the back room up to the counter.
You looked up from the rabbit to see Draco standing there, his smile slumped and he had his mouth half open. He was in awe. It was really you. The real you. Quickly he fixed himself and his smile went all the way up his face, the man stepped closer with a happy, relieved tone.
“Hey, Rabbit”
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A fistful of begonias and a handful of nightshade. The black and pink surge brightly like a warning against the dark cloth of Heysel's coat. They rest in her breast pocket like a pinned badge declaring a condemnation in the most beautiful colors. The night has gone on so long that no one will appreciate this - except, for the man who made it so. The same man who has finally tied Heysel to a stake. The man who awaits her last words, before the flames send out a warning far stronger than flowers.
—— floral expressions // accepting!
Begonia– Beware
Nightshade (Deadly) Belladonna– Silence, Falsehood
Heysel tips her head down to better look at the flowers in her pocket. The petals shiver in the cold night breeze; the rim of her glasses shines under the moonlight.
“What a choice, Warden. I knew you had a romantic streak in you.”
She does wonder when exactly the last of his patience had run out. What could have caused it, what silent revelation had finally made this man no more tolerate but act with certainty- grabbing her right as she exited her house, dragging her so unceremoniously she almost toppled over, tying her to a stake, leaving her one last message with blooms.
She’d protested in the beginning, of course. Pleaded for her life as expected from her, theatrically played the part of the terrified maiden. Perfunctory at best. Both surely knew she was above such a thing- not because dignity came before life but because Heysel merely was not the sort to do so. Some didn’t like oranges and some preferred mountains to the shore and Heysel would have gone smiling and laughing. Simple as that.
And smiling she did, silently, as she watched him loop rope tight around her wrists, as she handled her body with the finesse of a resurrectionist, a butcher disposing of a carcass. She watched and smiled a long sharp sickle of a smile, and in the meanwhile she thought.
Thought this cloaked weapon of a man an iron mechanism splendid in its efficiency, a coiled engine of strength, fine as a black hound. Look at how relentless he is, observe how ruthless. Obsessed to the point of possession. Willing to discard a name to embody a title. No man who wants to be a man behaves like this: he wants to be a concept, a word, a guillotine. He wants to be as pure as the end. Heysel believes she understands. Moreso, she believes this an immense waste of potential.
A little dark seed had lodged itself in the comfortable depths of her mind, a long time ago, upon witnessing him and what he could do. It had remained dormant and waiting until now, when his grip seized her, and then it unfurled, all at once in a single burst, in a cruel, grotesque idea. A concept of a terrible plan. It would have been difficult to make real. It would have been vile and it would have been slow as a true act of poisoning.
Heysel watches him watching her, and thinks: I could have killed him minutes ago. I could free myself right now, this very instant, burst into an inferno of eldritch shapes and tear him to shreds. Yet I won’t. It is important I don’t.
This is an experiment that likely won't come to fruition. But maybe it will, would be hilarious if it did, and her plan all hinges on this event happening.
She shuffles her bound feet against what of flammable he’s strewn around her shoes. She's so small, against the stake, in the middle of the plaza.
And she’s still smiling.
“I have a request, my hellhound friend.”
Her voice is soft; her head cants to the side. Stray locks of hair billow in the wind.
“Please... Bare your face. And look at me as I burn. Keep watching, until there is nothing more of me.”
That is all. It will hurt but she’ll endure. Humans can go through the wholesale destruction of themselves soundlessly, and she isn't human.
“Thank you for the flowers, again.”
She closes her eyes. He really doesn’t need to know that she’ll come back.
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Wilbur is a Prince of Heart fucking bite me
*clears throat* now that i have your attention please watch as i become mentally ill and explain why wilbur soot is a dirk strider kinnie. all /rp of course. analysis under the cut because i talk. so much.
basic summary: wilbur is destructive about emotions, he destroys others emotionally and most notably destroys himself for being emotional, he wants to be in control and spirals when he loses it but ultimately falls down mentally from broken trust and a misguided want to care for and about others. he lashes out at perceived flaws and puts people into titles, such as putting himself as a villain, and perceives himself as a negative force overall but is unable to stop caring and as such can often turn to using how much he cares into a destructive force. he needs to learn how to healthily let go of control and how to trust others. he used to care healthily and needs to relearn how to do so, but the fact that he is growing into becoming a healthy heart player when he fell due to untreated destructive tendencies is a signifier of being a prince
oh classpects my beloved <3 as a heart player (thief of heart :]) wilbur is absolutely a heart player and anyone who says otherwise is Wrong. anyways what people not super into the classpecting buiz dont know is that while aspects can have certain aesthetics tied to them, they arent defined by those aesthetics, and sometimes themes present in characters is uh, just them being characters and doesnt have anything to do with classpects. thats why every canon heart player in homestuck has something to do with romance (especially failed romance), but being a heart player does not mean youre inherently tied to romance, not really. also characters are often influenced by others and that can mess with things, but classpects are an ultimatum, you have to look at the whole arc of a character to classpect them, and thats hard in a story thats not done yet like the dream smp
but anyways. aspect is more about worldview, its how you see things, and it can either be something youre born into or something you grow into (which is determined by your class- for example, tommy is a knight because hes always had a connection to blood [which is also why i like knight more than thief, because as a thief, thief classes take their aspect and did not always have them, but tommys always been connected to blood, to relationships, in a literal sense he protects {knight} his relationships {blood} and sticks by them {also knight}]) which i think is why it can be so hard for people to agree on one aspect- you have to consider whether or not that character always embodied it or if they grew into it. in a world of unreliable narrators, worldviews have to be actively read into and you have to often push what a character says aside because they may be straight up lying. and because theyre lying, that can affect how they come off and their actions and words may seem disconnected when they arent
wilburs hard to get a handle on his class because of how often he contradicts the fuck out of himself, his aspect is easier to figure out because we've known him long enough to see how he fits into the heart mold- he cares about others, definitely! but he does have a vaguely inherent selfishness about him (calling l'manburg *his*, destroying it because he cant have it, because he's paranoid and doesn't think theres a chance of it ever being what it was meant to be, even when hes given the chance to have it again he destroys it instead because he doesnt want to try and fix it, claiming he doesnt care even though he destroyed it because he cared too much). unhealthy heart players can be cunning but impulsive, perceptive but emotional and falling into gut instincts. exploring their own identities and others identities as well, placing importance in titles and roles and all that jazz, and what parts of this are played into or not is determined by class
wilbur is a prince because princes have a significant projection of self importance. but because princes either destroy their aspect or through their aspect, and are active destroyers, they can often destroy things (or people) if they believe its not working correctly, or if theyre losing control. unhealthy princes can often lash out and destroy others and themselves for perceived weaknesses, and will often focus on themselves. unhealthy princes often start thinking theyre the root of why theres so many shitty things going on. princes in general also try really hard to compensate for insecurities and do by justifying what happens to them with narratives that they deem to be correct. they arent actively malicious, but if they see a perceived flaw it can often piss them off and cause them to lash out
wilbur loses control (and i must note here, he also loses trust, and accepting that you can trust others and that its okay to not be in control is a sign of a healthy prince) and spirals because of betrayal and paranoia, and that only makes him want more control over what happens so that he cant be betrayed again. he tries to destroy his own emotions, becomes distant and untrusting, tries to destroy others emotions by stating his own current worldviews and stating that they cant trust others and that hes going to destroy what and who they care about. however, because wilbur is still emotional and still cares, as a apart of his character, he still often backs out of destruction (or offers himself up to be destroyed instead, "if youre going to kill anyone kill me"), its in his most conscious moments that he shows that hes not as malicious as he wants people to see him as. he sees himself as a villain and as the cause of all bad things, and encourages pursuits of power because he sees control and power as good things
tommys quote of "he treated other people badly because he wanted to be treated badly" (paraphrased of course) works well here for why wilbur is a prince. he destroyed because he wanted to be destroyed, destroyed lmanburg and hurt others and drove them to hurt others (the pit) because he saw himself as a destructive force needed to be taken down. he wanted to be in control of his life, his safety, others safety, of his possessions and of the narrative, and it all swirled into him wanting to be in control of his own death. bards are too passive, they invite destruction rather than cause it, wilbur can be mistaken as a bard because of how he often acts with tommy, but that can also be seen as a princely thing of trying to be in control of who he cares about
also the lying about what he cares about feels very prince of heart lol. bitch saying he doesn't care about l'manburg then staring wistfully at the van.. yeah. he cares. but it serves his goal more to pretend he doesn't. l'manburg itself was a decision driven by emotion, it's an emotional priority, and that's why wilbur cares about it (heart move), but wants to destroy it because he feels like the original emotions he put behind it are gone and corrupted and that he and others no longer deserve it (prince move). as such, he clashes with tommy, who cares about it because he got a family from it (blood move) and wants to protect it and keep everyone involved safe (knight move)
you could argue that wilbur fits classes like witch because of how he manipulates emotions and others but i think that lays way into how revivedbur is currently acting and not how wilbur is as a whole. he's too driven by impulses to be a witch, and i think a witch wilbur would be way more actively villainous than a prince wilbur, however surprising that may sound. princes are destructive sure, but ultimately their downfall comes from whether they trust others or not, and wilbur only trusting tommy (and maybe phil? im waiting to see more interactions between them to see if wilbur is going to really be open to phil or not) isn't enough to save wilbur from his spiral. he needs to learn how to healthily release control and how to trust others, how to step back and snap out of thinking he knows best. also i feel that it's a bit easier to see when princes are full of shit than it is to see when a witch is full of shit lmao, at least from a personal perspective, of course when you're a viewer of the story it's easier to see manipulation than it is when you're apart of the story
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perfectlynoone · 3 years
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06- Insecure
Why are we so insecure? the littlest thing and I’m thrown straight into the deep end of worry and anxiety. I should NOT have been allowed into a relationship. fuck knows how I’m even still in one. But the first hint of rejection or the sign of another girl and I’m gone. I’m gone right into the overthinking and trust issues and that’s so fucking wrong. Because I trust him to the ends of the earth. I just feel so insecure about myself that I think I’m not good enough for him. And sometimes I know I’m right. Sometimes things happen and I think ‘he really is perfect’ and then I look at myself and feel a fraud. Because he calls me the perfect girl and yet I possess so many qualities he hates. Like weakness... in the sense that if you have a problem, you need to talk to someone, you need to deal with it so you can be happy again. Correct? but I don’t do that, I run away from my issues and my problems and pray they’ll just eventually go away. I smoke, and I know... trivial. But he doesn’t like it, yet I cant get through the damn week without it. he hates emotions and I’m emotional 24/7. and I know what you’re thinking, he sounds bad. He shouldn’t dictate what I do and not do. And he doesn’t. but he puts me on this fucking pedestal that I’m better than what I am. And I just want to scream in his face that I’m a mess. that I cant handle it when he doesn’t reply for a few minutes, that I get so emotional sometimes and don’t tell him cause I don’t want to ruin his night, pretending I’m fine so he doesn’t waste his time on me. I’m fucking falling apart at the most minor inconvenience and he has no idea. and I cant cope. I shouldn’t be in a relationship until I can deal with my own issues, I should at least be able to tolerate myself before I even entertain the notion of loving someone. But I’m in too deep now, because I love him.
Love... such a simple fucking word with the depths of the universe behind it. Love is the best and worst feeling in the entire world. 
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daddy-daichis · 3 years
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Yesterday the very beautiful and talented @fuwari-s tagged me in this game and since that post is already really long i figured id make a new one lol  (Also thank you for tagging me, it made me so happy)
The Game: Tag your 2D lovers + the other trend I saw yesterday and wanted to do which is Would you actually date them IRL. So ill put that under the cut because it is a lot.
HQ: Atsumu, Daichi, Issei, Bokuto, Hinata, and Kyoutani
BNHA: Bakugou, Denki, and Hawks
JJK: Sukuna and Mei Mei
Others: Kagami from KNB, Levi and Jean from AOT, and Mikoto Suoh from K
So if you want to know if i would date them irl that is below the cut lol
As for tagging... if you want to do it :) @eijirosriot @bokutosnumberonefan @hinosreis @tetsus-kitten @sugawarakoushihoe @mynameisjackattack and anyone else who wants to do one or both of these challenges.
Alright so would i date these men (+ mei mei) in real life. Short answer is yes lmao. Long answer, with some headcanons that may or may not  venture into 18+ category but only slightly. all aged up to be my age which is 26.
Atsumu - PLEASE, YES
we would be so chaotic together but he would also be really loving. As long as he can still prioritize me in a relationship, not over volleyball, just as much, then we will be golden. We would have such a good time and i feel like we would have a lot of fun bickering, which i really enjoy. Play fighting as a form of foreplay, if you will lmao. We’d probs be friends in HS and then get together after he starts playing for MSBY and he is secured in his position (and himself tbh). I just love this cocky bastard. he also gives me switch vibes and as a switch, i love that for me.
Daichi - YES
All i need is to be wrapped in his arms on the daily and i would be happy. Man would know how to take care of me and that is all. Love of my life, too good for this world. Wholesome husband. He would be able to manage my crazy side and chill me out when i get to anxious. I would want to be bratty just to get him to drop his good guy routine sometimes and I feel like he would like that.
Issei - YES
Funeral home employee can get it. Matsukawa Horse cock Issei can whisk me off my feet and straight into bed. we would have a lot of fun picking on oikawa together (out of love of course) but we would balance each other out a lot. His darker humor would go well against my lighter humor. Also I feel like our level of hotness is pretty comparable... like we aren't the prettiest in the friend group but still good (if that makes sense)
Bokuto - YES
Big ball of sunshine to light up my day, he would literally fuck the sad out of me every day I just know it. Like atsumu, as long as I am a priority to him itll work out. We also kind of have the same sad moods so I feel like we could either both just curl up on the couch together and watch a movie or bring the other out of a funk easily. I love this giant himbo so much.
Hinata - most likely yes
Pretty much the same reasons as bokuto but I feel like I would get drained of his energy faster, so he would def have to cuddle me more. For everyone else so far I can imagine being high school sweethearts, but with hinata i think he wouldnt settle down until later, or even start dating so it would probably be a lot of pining and watching him from the side lines for a while, which would be really hard tbh. but the way he would smile at me after a match would make it worth it so...
 Kyoutani - Hard YES
I love a boy with anger issues, what can i say... (cough couch my irl husband with anger issues couch couch) I would love to be his weak spot and the one person he would go to to help him not feel angry anymore. I think that my fun personality would help him to unbox himself a bit. I just want to give him cuddles and a place to feel accepted. id also i KNOW hes a monster in bed... 
Bakugou - FUCKING HARD YES, PLEASE
if he was real the things i would do to and for him... A lot like kyoutani i would want to give him a place where hes accepted, and a place where he is unconditionally loved. I would be able to handle his misguided anger and calm him down and give him space. I headcanon that hes very cuddly in private to just his S/O which is something that i love. I love his lil smirk and would do anything to get him to smirk at me. As long as he is able to set me as a priority it would work out, but that would be what he struggles with so it would be a thing we would have to talk about. But I also feel that once you say something about it he would check in with you because of course he has to be the best bf/husband. I feel like I could talk for hours about him so Ill just wrap it up by saying that I love me a passionate man who would probs be a lil possessive, and I would use that to my advantage. 
Denki - GOD YES
I really do think that denki and I are soulmates. we are both the perfect blend of funny, pervy, while still being soft. I feel like there would be a lot of mutual pining at first but he would end up the golden retriever gamer boy to my alt bisexual and thats just the perfect pairing. We would pull so much shit and then get away with it because thats just us being us. I see us being scolded by bakugou a lot for the stupid shit we would pull. Also late night drives in his shitty tuned car to taco bell while we sing alt rock songs from the 2010s. also the switch vibes are immaculate.
 Hawks - Probably
So it would honestly depend a lot on what version of hawks.. him in the hero commission is a no, because he wouldnt be able to be honest with me about a lot of stuff. Like his name, or when i can see him again, and that would give me too much anxiety. When hes free of them and is actually allowed to be himself I think it could work then. I know that he of course wants to still be the best hero, so he would have the same problems as bakugou with finding a balance, but if he wants to i think he could. He would also have a lot of trauma from his relationship with his parents and the commission so I dont know if he would be able to give his love away as freely as he wants so we could get therapy together. I love that for us. But i would happily wake up next to this beautiful birb man if he would have me.  
Sukuna - A hesitant yes
so.. the anger issues that ive mentioned before.. yes. I would like sukuna. I would be his lil bride and sit on his lap on his throne as long as he didnt kill my loved ones or my cats lmao. I would also be ok with being his and itadoris gf while hes living in itadoris head. being with him is just asking for an unhappy ending tho, whether its a life always on the run, or someones trying to kill me, or someones trying to kill him, or hes trying to kill someone. But yes i would like to be with him but that would mean sacrificing a lot. 
Mei Mei - god yessssss..
Please Mei Mei step on me and make me ur lil house wife. I see us living in a pent house apartment with the most breathtaking view of the Tokyo skyline. I would want for nothing and she could take me where ever she wanted and i would just follow her around with heart eyes.
 Kagami - YES
my basketball husband! i love him and would love to be loved by him. Id follow him wherever. He would take care of me and is just so dreamy.. also i guess the mild anger issues.. but hes really not that bad. He would just be such a good s/o. He would cook us nice dinners, wed have a few cats, and he would carry me around a lot because hes so strong. While were on the topic of strong... his stamina... everyone on this list probably has good if not great stamina... but kagami just hits different..... have you seen him in the zone? have you seen his thighs? his sex zone has got to be incredible. 
 Levi - Yes
I was going to say it depends, but really it doesn't... if were in the aot universe and hes my captain and I fall in love with him u can bet ur ass im gonna try and get with him because i could die at anytime. if its some au where he is here in our universe and somehow we meet... like of course im gonna be in love with him. our height difference isnt too bad, im only like an inch or 2 taller than him. I think we would both have a great time together. I would make him laugh, and he would help me clean, because lord knows I hate cleaning. BUT i hate cleaning because its something that I always have to do alone, and I feel like levi would have us be cleaning together like he makes the scouts do. and hes just so sexy... 
Jean - big yes
This beautiful handsome man... idk what to even say about him. Hes strong, funny, handsome, cocky, but very much full of love. would love to run away from the world with him. I feel like if he was in love with me before *tries not to give away spoilers* the marco incident (?) that after he would become very clingy and attached and im ok with that. There would have to be lots of cuddles and reassurances and i just want to see him happy and not at war, with both real life people and himself... id give him the best kisses and he would become addicted to them. 
Mikoto - No? But maybe...
I feel like we could be.. but if you watched the show then you know.. But i would love to be Homra’s princess TBH. No one would mess with me or they would have to face the wrath of my big fire boyfriend and his whole ass gang. But on the other hand I feel like Mikoto wouldnt allow himself to fall in love, so it would probably be a hush hush topic. everyone knows the boss and I are in an entanglement, but they cant talk about it. Then Anna starts asking questions to Mikoto and he has to come clean to her, which would be so cute. He tells her is a secret but she doesn't care lmao. in conclusion, I would want to, but I dont think he would let me.... Maybe friends with benefits tho....
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ok if you read all this im officially in love with you. Please take my heart. 
This took me like 2 hours to do because I love thinking about it so much. if you have any thoughts about any of this hop into my dms or comment on this because id love to hear them (especially if you think i belong with one more than the others lmao). 
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