#janitor rhythm doctor

[herosplatling-replica]

i keep forgetting to queue stuff up so: doodle pages from the past while!

(featuring @sirwow's Hinode, @emphasis-on-the-oopsie's Penny, @granat-sof's Leo and Micky, and @fufupng's fusion of Desert and GEB)

#rhythm doctor #doodles #polyrhythmcule #paian #ada paige #ian rhythm doctor #the intern #emm paige #cara melo #internbot #janitor rhythm doctor #featuring: #hinode #penny paige #leo #micky #stalwart caretaker of the dawn #atlas #<- cameo

[emphasis-on-the-oopsie]

If no one will blorbo-fy janitor i will do it myself

#rhythm doctor #janitor rhythm doctor #the janitor & intern vic friendship is growing on me #intern vic #internsona #yuki doodles

[nightmun]

Here’s a quick little sketch I did a while ago of more Cole harassing people, this one based on dialogue from the janitor in game

Here’s the dialogue it’s based on if you’re curious:

#rhythm doctor #cole brew #Janitor #my art #I just love imagining Cole as mildly annoying to people #particularly to the janitor the insomniac and Lucky #this dialogue just reaffirms that headcanon #I need to draw more stuff related to the janitor dialogue though cause a lot of it is really entertaining #or really sweet in the case of the dialogue about Ada

[odxball]

i'm gonna have to do some much tagging

#rhythm doctor #rhythm doctor ian #ada paige #rhythm doctor logan #rhythm doctor hailey #rhythm doctor edega #rhythm doctor samurai #rhythm doctor insomniac #cole brew #nicole ting #rhythm doctor mrs stevenson #rhythm doctor mr stevenson #richard dan hugh #rhythm doctor miner #rhythm doctor janitor #rhythm doctor hugh #lucia moon

[mystorl]

have dublar shooting their shot (yes they wanna date the janitor)

#rhythm doctor #dublar #rhythm doctor janitor #rhythm doctor oc

[lolatulips]

"... That's not a bird."

Well well well, hello there! Guess who's been having a time with Rhythm Doctor and decided to put one of her favourite little guys in there just for the fun of it!

For the uninitiated, meet Allen Impala! He was the deuteragonist to Joshua in one of my older projects, Ask Joshua Freeman. I really like him and the main cast from there mean a lot to me, so I've decided to bring them over to my mainest hyperfixation so I can have more fun putting them in situations, starting with Al!

To celebrate the occasion, I've even taken the liberty of updating his old character ref a little to better suit what I'm going for with him this time.

And what might I be going for, you may ask? Why, an Interloper, of course! Allen is a little interdimensional traveler, going to boundless places in the multiverse and across dimensions... in order to STEAL as many precious items of interest as he can.

That's right, baby! Allen is a little Cat Burglar this go around! With the help of his goggles to see whatever might be of value, he sneaks and takes in order to send his findings off to a land between dimensions, somewhere that something (or things) are willing to buy just about anything from him. In return, he gets money, games, food, and a base of operations he calls "Fort Thievery!"

Unfortunately, he ended up in Middlesea Hospital during one such attempt at an excursion and was found out as he was hiding in the vents and feasting on junk to try and curb his neverending appetite. From there, doctors asked him questions, monitored him, panicked over the unnatural speed that his resting heart rate took on, and generally made it a lot harder for him to do his job in retrieving goods to steal. But hey, it isn't all bad! At least most of these people are either nice, entertaining, or willing to get him food or aid in whatever way they can! And hey, with one quick call, the rest of his friends might be able to come on over and have some fun around here too, make things a lot less lonely around here!

Now if only he could find his phone...

I'm really so happy to introduce him to this world fr haha, please do not hesitate to ask any questions about this little goober gremlin, I'd be more than happy to answer them!

#my art #rhythm doctor #rhythm doctor janitor #rhythm doctor oc #oc allen impala #feel free to draw him if you want I'd be honoured! #he is a menace but oh so loving too ahaha! #i cannot wait to show off the others and figure out things for them too #it'll be great!

[kabii-kins]

Not minecraft fanart

#fUCK YOU IT'S JANITOR TIME #*dances* #rhythm doctor #rd janitor #my art #minecraft #not minecraft

[blueberry-lemon]

(rhythm doctor act 5 out now)

Design by RD's pixel artist Winston. Drawings by me, with consultation by Winston.

In RD, most things are designed for pixel art first, and then extrapolated into a drawing afterward. Same approach here.

It was fun to make someone feel strong and larger-than-life. RD has a lot of characters who are sort of "passive", so we wanted someone who had a definitive voice and wasn't content to let the world push him around.

Because Lucky is a famous athlete, every character has a different relationship to him.

Characters like Logan, Hailey, Nicole, Janitor, and Mr. Stevenson are fans of his. Characters like Paige, Ian, Cole, and Miner have never heard of him. Potential for some fun interactions.

Anyway, enough of me over-explaining! In short, it's great to have a new addition to the cast that can shake things up at the hospital.

Winston did great with the design + animations, based almost solely on the prompt: "strong athlete who is frustrated at being in the hospital."

#rhythm doctor #lucky jonronero #lucky #character design #illustration #artofkylelab

[sirwow]

Hello once more rhythm doctor tumblr. Short rant this time around but I was analyzing Hailey and Logan more and MAN. Logan gets flack a lot but I have a few not so kind words to say about Hailey (this is all light hearted by the way but anyways-)

Logan frankly gets shit on for his nervous pathetic little white boy behavior (which is fair, he is) but Hailey is not helping the situation. Post 1-2, mid 3-1n and the whole of act 4 she has ditched on Logan. The first two she ditched on him mid confession attempt! She can’t complain about him not confessing with how aloof she is about him and it’s even worse when you realize the next thing.

Why doesn’t Hailey just confess herself? Girl you’ve got feelings and if you feel so mixed about what signals Logan is sending then just ask the dude! 4-4 is a bit of a sore spot on this because instead of telling him how she felt she sent a song to him that has lyrics about love 😭 why she so passive aggressive,,,

Lastly she’s just kinda a mean girl at times. Like she may love Logan for his nerdy personality and shenanigans but pokes fun at him a lot. Calling him a manga reader (/neg light) shut in during the pre-act 5 dialogue, talking behind his back about him being unclear (girl your hypocrisy), and even some cut content of post 1-Xn of her questioning him if he’s scared of the dark.

Now despite all this no I don’t hate her, I quite enjoy Hailey really, more it’s a issue of her side never being addressed while everyone (but janitor which is joint blame) points to Logan. This does suck boowomp but I think as things stand right now it gives great space for people to go more in-depth with Loghail n potential for future chapters.

Also some clarifications- Hailey is still a child so that excuses some things slightly like being mean (because that’s what 13-15yr olds do). Also the song thing is kinda also on Cole for suggesting it. I know you love music man but you are no better at romance. Her ditching and not confessing is all on her tho.

#rhythm doctor #rhythm doctor writing #rhythm doctor hailey #loghail

[i3utterflyeffect]

can i know more about your oc then?

oh avec? uhhhh sure!! i'm not sure what you want to know but i can talk more about xem!

just off the top of my head, random fun facts... uh

they act very germaphobic, but most of that is because xe has very recently become aware of how deadly diseases can be and. since xe is also (technically) a disease, xe's very adamant to not spread anything, even if xe's more akin to a parasite than a virus. the others don't think too much of it, since, you know. it IS a hospital

i've mentioned this before but most people are aware Avec isn't an intern! they don't exactly know what Avec is but people have theories:

Sentient robot - Hailey, Ian, the Janitor, Cole

Ghost - Lucia, Logan, Insomniac, Nicole

Weird intern - Edega, Miner, Mr. and Ms. Stevenson,

Doesn't Care - Samurai, Lucky, Farmer (aka Hugh, aka tutorial kid), Richard Hugh (hates everyone the same and thinks the robot was a waste of funds, uses them as proof that there should be less funding, also Avec's worst enemy but does not know this)

Unsure, but does kind of want to know - Ada The jury's still out on it and Avec just lets people draw their own conclusions because xe thinks it's kind of funny. xe does like the idea of being a sentient robot more than being a virus, so if xe was REALLY pressed, that's the lie they'd spit out. xe avoid answering though, and people usually don't care enough to pressure xem-- plus, what are you going to say if xe IS an intern. what then.

Avec does take host in a human eventually in the later parts of xyr story! it's an accident and xe isn't extremely happy about it, but it happens anyway and it's very difficult to set things straight again when people are under the impression you're out to hurt someone!

Avec could potentially survive for an indefinite amount of time in a host if they have a pacemaker, but it would be a pretty miserable existence for both Avec and xyr host.

Avec does sort of have the ability to starve! without xyr usual feed of electricity, they become tired, irritable, and generally just more flighty. xe would die if not supplied with electricity after around 7 days. for most Morendo viruses, it would be 3, but since Avec fed off of the electricity fueling xyr body, xe has a much more generous window of survival

xe really wishes they could swim. xe just thinks it looks fun.

Xe actually really likes Cole's music and listen to it a lot! Xyr favorite song is All The Times!

I've thought about if xe had a boss stage (and have tried to make it repeatedly, to no avail sadly), and I think that if I had to pick a song for it, it would be Coordinate Shift by Ferry!

anyway i've gotten distracted by the adofai super battleworn insomniac level again so that's all for now. sorry that most of this is rhythm doctor based, xe's dynamic with the others makes xem more fun lol

#tommy's foolery #rhythm doctor guud btw............... #if you don't buy it at least listen to the soundtrack. fuckin bangin #tommy's rhythm room #Avec Mordentia (OC) #Avec Morendo #avecc................ my belvobbed. #<- foaming at the mouth

[herosplatling-replica]

made a rhythm doctor oc for a fic and now im so attached to them 😭 their name is a pun on the spanish word for caramel! they tend to give away pastries at the end of the day so ada and hailey were subjected to their surplus bc they don't want to waste any food

#rhythm doctor #patient oc #nicole ting #cole brew #cocole #hailey rhythm doctor #ada paige #cara melo #the baker #the janitor #janitor rhythm doctor

[emphasis-on-the-oopsie]

Clipboard Notes

Relationship: Ian/Ada Paige, background cocole, background logan/hailey/lucia

Rating: G

Warnings: None

Summary:

“Ian I know I should’ve finished this write-up during my shift but I am straight up going to die from exhaustion, can you write it up please you are very sweet and handsome” A series of clipboard notes Ian and Ada wrote to each other

Notes: hi hello paian nation!!!! this is the 3k fic i've been writing :]

AO3 Link

#rhythm doctor #paian #ian rhythm doctor #ada paige #rhythm doctor ian #ada rhythm doctor #rhythm doctor ada #nicole ting #cole brew #samurai rhythm doctor #logan rhythm doctor #the janitor rhythm doctor #fanfic #astra writes fic #look upon the results of my desperation

[nightmun]

Last but not least, we’ve got Lucia and the janitor! With that that should be every character in RD! It was fun drawing all these lads, especially since I haven’t really drawn many of these guys much yet. I hope you enjoyed all these though! Now I’ll get back to posting shitposts and some properly rendered stuff I’ve stockpiled over the week I’ve been posting these

#rhythm doctor #Lucia moon #janitor #my art #I actually remembered these two this time :D #I do hope we get more Lucia content in the next act cause she’s really underused in the game so far #I wanna know more about this gal so I can grow more attached to her #at least the janitor has a lot of dialogue and man I love this dude #he’s very funny

[improbable-outset]

𝐀 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞: 𝐑𝐞𝐝

Hank J. Wimbledon x gn!Reader

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.7K (What the hell man?? Where did these words come from. I promise this was only supposed to be a snippet to the Yan!Hank I’m working on!!)

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𝐓𝐖 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐖: Non-cannon Hank bc I said so 🤌🏽🤌🏽Yandere themes, Obsessive behaviour, some psychological horror, serious gore, graphic descriptions of injuries, injury marks during work, mental asylum settings, cursing (sorry can’t help myself) a brief description of mental disorders and slight manipulation at the end - please be mindful of the triggering content.

𝐀/𝐍: Okay, so I’ve got the Yandere themes from @saltymongoose head cannons here and here. (Look salty, I would submit this to you but I have no idea how submissions work) Of course, reader isn’t a Player! But a Doctor! I put my own twist to it so it will match the story line. Yeah it gonna be a little bit more… violent than wholesome. Also you don’t understand the amount of research I had to do to perfect this 😭 watching a documentary of inside a psychiatric hospital and read a handful of articles. Also after watching season 4 of Stranger Things I kinda grew an interest on asylum AU’s - I’ll give you a small spoiler for this fic quoted from the show ‘what have you done?’😟 (also want to thank @deimosed for those sweet words from my last Hank fic)

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: After working your way up your career ladder, you’re excited to be offered a place in Nevada’s notorious psychiatric hospital as a full time psychiatrist. This is a massive opportunity for your career. But things aren’t so glamorous and rewarding as it seems when you start to discover the inside works of the hospital with their dark and twisted system to ensure everyone, especially the employees, abides by their extensive rules and policies. You start to learn that the hospital's high reputation may not be so organic. Meanwhile, you develop a secret admirer amongst one of your patients who will do anything to be alone with you and to have you for himself (and maybe save you) - even if it means breaking a few rules.

USE HEADPHONES FOR THE AUDIO.

I’d let these people bleed out if you told me you liked the colour red.

The janitors must’ve used some strong cleaning products again. Waking up to the bitter-sweet smell of disinfectant is not really the ideal way to start your morning. After a few inhales, it starts to get into your head and makes you nauseous. It’s not a scent that you would call ‘homely’.

Fortunately, it does fade as the day goes by but the pungent smell of old piss quickly replaces it by late afternoon and then the vicious cycle starts again in the morning. The sickeningly sweet smell really reflects the cryptic ambiance of the building.

But for patients like Hank, who has stayed in the hospital for a while, the stench doesn’t bother him. It does start to grow in you to the point where you forget what fresh clean air smells like.

Hank takes another glance at the clock for the umpteenth time in the last couple of hours. It was coming up to that time. He can feel his heart accelerating as the seconds pass by. Since he’s all ready, he can sit and watch in front of the clock until finally hearing those footsteps echo in the hall, getting louder as they step closer. Two nurses reach his room, both in their scrubs and ready to escort him out.

“The doctor wants to see you Hank, let’s get going,” the taller of the two says.

They both lead him to another room. This isn’t anything new to Hank. Having to go to the checkup rooms regularly to see the doctor was part of the routine. More footsteps could be heard and immediately he knew it was you. He has your footfall rhythm memorised. Even outside the checkup sessions, he can easily recognise you walking from a distance away. He watches as you make your way in - a warmth reflecting from your eyes with a smile.

“Nice seeing you early today Hank, did you sleep well?” Your voice is amplified over everyone else’s; it’s sweet, hypnotic and endearing to the ears.

All of his senses heighten as soon as you’re near (or as he watches you from afar). As you step closer towards the seat opposite him, he catches the familiar soapy aloe vera scent from you. It’s refreshing and it's definitely more pleasant than the sterile smell of the hospital. Whenever his session ends, he feels like he can still just capture the scent lingering a while longer the minute you leave the room. You’re just so fascinating with how you approach things and how you approach him.

You start to write on your clipboard the date and his name. Hanks eyes are stuck staring at your hand holding the pen. He secretly wishes that you would accidentally misplace or leave your pen one day in the room before you go to your next patient so he could keep it for himself - something that you touched and held onto everyday and probably has your sweat and fibre on it. But unfortunately, due to previous cases of patients using pens as weapons and poking peoples eyes out, doctors and anyone else using a pen has to make sure they keep them safe with them.

“Your mood has definitely improved in the last few weeks Hank, I’m pleased to see that,” your praise causes a wave of euphoria to surge through him. He wants all of your praises. All of the sweet words that come out of your lips. He knows he wants you for himself and wishes the nurses weren’t in the room with the two of you so he can be all alone with you.

The check up comes to an end and you finish it off with “I’ll see you next week Hank,” before you leave to go off to your next patient while he stays in the room with the two nurses beside him a little while longer. It’s easy to forget that he’s not the only one you’re caring for especially with how he’s so engrossed in the moment.

But the thought of you looking after other people besides him, giving them your attention and your time to them doesn’t sit right with him. Actually it enrages him. They don’t deserve you. You need someone who you can feel safer with. These people don’t have the facilities for that. The more he thinks about it, the harder his fist clenched to the point where the knuckles were turning white. Fortunately, he’s able to keep this heated anger in control quickly since he’s still on the fucking medication that slowing his brain .

But Hank is not going to allow their luck to run any longer with you…

Working in a mental hospital isn’t something that you nor your colleagues discuss outside of work. As far as people outside are aware, you’re just a doctor working and giving care in a private hospital. Confidentiality is strictly enforced - anything that happens in the building stays within the four walls.

You have to wear full sleeves to hide the bruises that you get from handling some of the violent patients. The nurses always have it worse since they do interact with them more but that doesn’t mean yours aren’t visible enough to raise some concerns. You do try to scrutinise the job and see the rewarding sides to it though, despite how exhausted you are already.

That burnt soreness on your tongue is still there from the hot coffee you finished just earlier and what's worse is that after rummaging through your work bag, you found that you’re fresh out of breath mints. Well shit then - you’re stuck with having coffee breath until your tight lunch break. Coffee breath was the last thing that you’re concerned about though, with the busy schedule you have today. You just completed the inpatient care and are now providing care to the outpatient department.

Your clipboard is under your tight grip as you’re filling in the details. Sitting opposite you is Peter, your last morning patient. He has a skinny and pale frame and just like most of the other patients, he has a buzz-cut hairstyle.

“So, it’s been a good month since I prescribed you your new medications for your schizophrenia. How has it been affecting you?” Your eyes are still glued to your clipboard.

“It’s been better than the old one, I don’t have any severe side effects,” Peter replied, possessing a strong southern accent.

“That’s perfect, but I will still need the nurses to check your blood sugar levels from time to time. High cholesterol is one of the side effects of this new medication,” You scrape your tongue with your front teeth briefly, trying to soothe the soreness as you speak while mentally reminding yourself to push through and that this is your last patient before your break.

Out of nowhere, the sound of someone screaming could be heard coming from a few rooms away. It's normal to hear some patients yelling occasionally whether it’s them resisting medication or their mood swings going haywire. After all, one of the biggest conflicts between patients and doctors is medication. But this doesn’t sound like someone was resisting. None of the screaming that you’ve heard sounded like this. This is more shrilling, you can almost hear the fear in their cry before it cuts off with crunching sounds and gargling despair and then it stops.

“Doc…?” Peter’s voice shakes as he speaks. He's now starting to hyperventilate - a bad sign that his anxiety is accumulating.

“Everything will be okay, I’m sure the nurses got it handled,” in truth, you were pretty tense yourself but you had to keep your composure and stay calm, for the sake of your patient.

One of the many vital rules that is heavily emphasised is that healthcare staff must leave their patient in a healthy and calm condition. Anything else is a sign of inadequate treatment and can result in a strike. You’re already on your first one and the punishment you faced was just about bearable. You can’t afford another strike on your record - the week has barely started. Really, that should encourage you to prioritise your patient but you can’t help but wonder what was going on out there. It doesn't help when you hear more screaming, this time it’s a masculine voice and you could just about make out what he’s saying before it stops.

“Please don’t hurt me! Where are the fucking nurses ah-!” There’s a painful howl before it cuts off silent again. You and Peter stay quiet waiting for any more disturbing sounds but the silent prologue for a full minute.

“Will it make you feel better if I take a look outside?” He nods, still staying quiet from shock. You’re not going to leave the room since you can’t leave Peter unattended, they’re watching what you’re doing in a control room through a monitor, so you just stick your head out the door and scan the wide hallways. Of course, you can’t see anything because it was coming from one of the other rooms.

The temptation of just leaving the room is drilling in your head. For God's sake, why would they be focusing on you and watching you do your job when they should be focusing on whatever the hell was going on out there?

It seems like they read your mind because the emergency alarms start blaring through the perpetual halls with red lights flashing. You’ve never heard the emergency alarms go off, not until today at least and that was enough for you to exit the patient room. You can hear Peter calling after you, asking where you’re going or what you’re going to do. You don’t really know what you're doing, you're just following these intrusive thoughts, jogging lightly and just hoping it’s not the worst. Whatever the worst may be.

There's more uncontrollable screams that continue to echo through the halls sounding more distant as it bounces off the walls but with still the same level of fear etched in their voices if not, more. The ringing of the alarm is still going off, sounding more urgent and louder. Your head starts to spin as you replay that one sentence in your head…

I’m sure the nurses got it handled.

You stop for a moment and look back at how far you’ve gone - Peter's room feels like miles away now when you’ve only walked a few metres. You have a sense of discomfort that seems to erupt inside you. A strong feeling that something was going to happen. Before you could turn back to continue you felt something hit the back of your head causing a sharp pain shooting through your skull. Your body collapses forward and slowly and you feel your consciousness slip away and vision fade into blackness.

There’s a sharp inhale before you feel your senses coming back to you slowly as you open your eyes. It took you a moment to gather yourself together and remember your surroundings. There’s no more screaming or alarms - nothing but the sound of your pulse hammering in your ears. The halls are still flashing red. Not good. Your vision is still a little blurry and your heads throbbing like mad. Stupid concussion. You still don’t know who the fuck just slammed the back of your head like that.

What’s worse is you don’t know how long you were knocked out but if it’s this quiet, something is definitely not right. What happened to Peter? Shit. With extra precaution and making sure you don’t collapse again, you lift yourself up from the floor and make your way to Peter’s room with wobbly steps. The room isn’t that far for you but your body is still weak and moving painstakingly slow. When you reach his room, you almost throw up at the sight inside.

Someone got to him before you could because now he’s on the floor with his mouth stretched open so wide, the cheeks are torn out. Despite Peter’s thin face and prominent cheekbones, you could still see the fleshy meat from his cheeks that had been plumped out. There was no way someone could do this with their bare hands. Some sick person must’ve used a metal instrument to rip this poor man’s face.

His arms and legs were completely popped out of their joints and dislocated. The crunching you heard earlier must’ve been the sound of bones joints snapping from elsewhere. His gown is now stained with blood from his mouth. You’ve seen a lot of gory scenes at your job but nothing like this. You can’t stomach the sight any longer so you leave feeling utterly repulsed and a little guilty that you can’t do anything. Why did you have to leave him alone? You were hoping the image would leave your mind but it’s already locked in making you feel queasy.

You don’t know where you’re going since there’s no lead and the screaming has stopped. There’s a feeling of emptiness and torment hovering around you as you stiffly walk through the halls, closing in on one of the ward rooms - you weren’t prepared to see inside so when you catch a glimpse of one of the patients on the floor, the squeamish feeling inside your stomach returns.

Inside you could see a few more patients on the floor, arms and legs dislocated as well as their heads being twisted until their necks were snapped. Their faces aren’t mutilated like Peter’s but you could see some of them have holes on the side of their heads where their ears used to be and are now replaced with a crimson pool that dripped down their faces and on the floor. Clearly whoever did this, wanted to get the job done fast.

Each room you pass, you see more and more limp forms littering the floor, not only patients but the healthcare workers there as well - doctors and nurses. It’s all out of control. There are bloody hands smeared and printed on the wall too. The more you continue to walk, the more alone you feel knowing that the people you care for and work with are gone. You feel like you’re surrounded by ghosts - spirits just floating around you. You push your way through the double door and make your way to the main reception, now fully bracing yourself for the worst yet to come.

Hank can feel the heated vexation across his face and the blood rushing in his ears as he gawks down at the last dead body with pride. He was sure that he managed to wipe out everyone in this poor excuse of a hospital. It’s not like it’s a big building so surely after 2 hours, he can wrap it up and call it a job well done. But it’s not complete until he finds you again. Find your sleeping form that is, since he had to knock the fucking day lights out of you. You don’t deserve to see what he did - he’s hoping you’re still knocked out before he retrieves you.

Before he could turn around, there’s the sound of the heavy double doors squeaking as you pushed your way with aggression. The hostility quickly melts away from you as you stare intensely at him, frozen in place from shock. Your mouth starts to quiver and Hank notices a few tears just spilling from your eyes.

“What have you done?!” Your voice breaks with distress. Hank steps a little closer, the metal pipe slips out from his bloody hands as he walks towards you. You’re always easy on the eye but now the glow that would always radiate from you is flushed out. The eye bags under your eyes is more visible now and the rims of it are now red from your salty tears. You look raw and Hank finds himself absolutely adoring this state of you. Probably more now than ever.

He still doesn’t understand why you’re so upset though. Why do you cry for these people? You didn’t mean anything to them. They just used you as a product for your intelligence and for their advantage. Of course you don’t understand that now but one day, you will be grateful for what he has done.

And that’s a promise.

Dividers by @maysdigitalarts

I usually rely on Grammerly to check my spellings and grammar but I’m literally typing this on my phone as I speak so there might be some errors.

#madness combat #madness combat x reader #hank j wimbleton x reader #hank madcom #hank madness combat #hank j. wimbleton #hank j. wimbleton x reader #madcom x reader #MadCom hank #graphic descriptions of violence #graphic description #yandere madness combat #SoundCloud #ayrus writes

[lokisprettygirl]

Hear me now (Jotun Loki x Female Reader AU) (18+)

Read chapter 9 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 10

Summary : You take a step forward with Bluey as he wouldn't stop touching you.

Warning : 18+, Dry humping, Bluey is a relentless little thing, reader wants it (no non con here folks), mentions of injury and blood, mentions of domestic violence

"So he can heal people? Just like that? Phil is not sick anymore?" Natasha asked you as you both mopped the corridor on the ground floor of the facility, she had the wet mop and you had the dry one, you both were mopping in an opposite rhythm.

"He is absolutely fine now, just how he used to be and you know how HIV is, it doesn't get cured, it only gets worse" you mumbled and she nodded

"Remind me to come visit him when I am dying of cramps" you chuckled, actually that wouldn't be such a bad idea for you as well. You saw Bruce passing by so you greeted him with a good morning and Natasha just stared at him, and he did the same. You saw the look and you knew what that look meant

"Soooo you know you are married?" You smiled and she blushed furiously, you could see her cheeks getting rosy

"I know that and I just.. he's just nice you know, the last time a man was nice to me was when I met Bucky, all those promises and he ended up hitting me on our wedding night, who am I kidding? Bruce might be the same" you sighed as she said that. You hated her husband, he was everything you hated about men.

"You know you need to leave him, he doesn't deserve you, he lies, cheats, hits you and he doesn't even have a job anymore" she sighed in response. It's not that she didn't want to but getting out of a loveless abusive marriage wasn't that easy especially when she didn't have the security to fall back onto.

"I'm just looking for a right time to kick him out" she told you and you nodded

"Dr Banner does have a kind heart, he risked everything to save bluey" you smiled and she blushed again

"You know what, shut up now"

"And he's tall, and very cute"

"Okay I see what you are doing"

"No I'm just saying.."

"Come on y/n who are we kidding? We are just janitors, we don't have what other women have, educated sophisticated women, we clean other people's garbage and the dirt they leave behind, reputable men like Doctor Banner wouldn't want us, he needed us that's why he noticed me, that's it, you remember your ex Clint right?" your smile faltered as she said that, she wasn't wrong but you just wanted her to find happiness. She didn't deserve such an unhappy life.

Your last ex boyfriend Clint was a cop, you felt exactly how you felt in all the flings you had before, they could never touch your soul, Clint didn't either but you wanted a man, a companion, a partner, that's the problem, you can't live with them and you can't live without them. He wasn't horrible to you, he was nice but at the end he found a lady who worked as a clerk in a bank, he told you that it was humiliating for him to introduce you to his peers and family because of your job and hence he ended the relationship.

That day you got paid so you bought ice cream for bluey, you had a feeling he would enjoy eating it. As soon as you stepped inside the apartment he peeked his head up from the freezer and looked at you. Home. You felt at home instantly

"Hey there, did you miss me?" He growled a little, you kept the ice cream inside the refrigerator and then walked towards him

"I am tired, so tired" you placed your forehead down on his as you sighed and closed your eyes. You can't wait for another Sunday. He stood up inside the freezer and all of a sudden he was towering over you so you looked up,

"Whattt bluey?" You asked him softly and he tilted his head. He hated it when you left him in the morning, but he knew that you had to, he wished he could have done something to help you but he didn't know how. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer for a hug, you hummed as you felt his cold body wrapped around you, one of these days you are just going to combust, you knew that.

It was exuberant to get home and have someone like him waiting for you, you were already addicted to his presence in your life, the way he could just make you feel so vivacious and sparkling with enthusiasm was something you have never had in your life, you always knew that there was something missing inside you, you lacked an important part of yourself, a piece of your heart, a fraction of your soul and he seemed like the last piece of that puzzle

"Thank you I needed that" you sighed in contentment and moved away from him

"I'll go take a bath and then you can watch me make dinner okay?" You told him and he nodded. Bath. He knew what bath meant, that's when you came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around you, that's when he got to see those extra exposed skin of your body. He was wearing just a little something down there, why did you keep yourself covered all the time? Why can't you be bare just like he was? Is it because you two are just friends? That's what you said. Friends, not lovers, what does lovers mean?

You turned the music on and he purred as he stepped out of the freezer, he sat down next to the cassette player, the vibration coming from the speaker made him feel calm for some reason.

You smiled as you looked at him. As soon as you got under the warm water, you couldn't help but wonder what other abilities bluey had. Five more months until the winter arrives, you talked to Bruce about that bullet in his head and he said that he can't operate him here, or in this city. It would be too risky and they would get caught, he wanted you to take him to Alaska in winter and he told you that he'd get there at the same time and operate him there.

You closed your eyes for a moment and when you opened it, bluey was staring at you, you gasped as you looked at him.

"Gods you scared me bluey" you took a deep breath and his eyes were fixated on your breasts, you used the bubbles to cover as much as you could.

"Bluey how did you get in here? The door is locked" you asked him and he put his head down on your shoulder. You couldn't help but let out a moan as he took a sniff, you grabbed his head and pointed towards the door

"Go out now okay?" You told him sternly and his eyes teared up, you have never seen him so sad even when he was all chained up, your presence made him happy and now you were making him sad.

He got up and you sighed, he twisted the door knob to step outside. It was locked, how did he get in?

Bluey didn't understand why you didn't want him around you, he didn't understand why his y/n didn't consider him a special friend, a lover. Did you already have a special friend in your life? Was that it?

He walked towards the window and there was a cat outside, mewling, she looked at him and growled so he did the same, he remember seeing a similar picture in the book you gave him, what was this thing? He didn't know but he had to explore so he looked at the door you used to get in and out and walked out. You were showering after the bath when you heard the door smashing shut so you put on a robe quickly, it only ended just below your buttocks but you didn't have time. Your heart stopped as you didn't find him in the room, you checked the freezer and he wasn't there either. Where did he go? Your eyes teared up instantly. If he gets caught they'll take him away and hurt him.

You quickly bolted downstairs, indecently dressed and barefooted to look around but you didn't find him, a shard of broken glass got stuck in the bottom of your leg, making you cry out in pain

"The backstreet" you mumbled to yourself, you lived in a very unsafe neighborhood and luckily not many people roamed around here during the afternoon so you just hoped that he was okay and nobody saw him, you turned towards the nearest alley, and there he was trying to communicate with a cat, she was growling at him and he was doing the same,

"Blueeeyy" he looked at you as you called out his name, he walked towards you and pointed towards the cat, he must have seen her from the window.

"We have to go now okay?" You grabbed his hand, he could see you limping and tilted his head, you felt so scared that he'd be seen by someone. As soon as you reached your apartment you glared at him

"Never ever do that again do you understand?" you raised your voice and he took a step back, he growled as he pointed towards the window

"It's just a cat, just a cat, you don't go fighting every moving thing you see out there you hear me?" He didn't want to fight, he just wanted to play. You sighed as you felt yourself panicking. He was okay, he was here. You had to calm down. You put your feet up, the pain was starting to set in, he noticed the blood dripping out of you and his eyes teared up again.

You are bleeding. You are hurt because of him.

You sat down on the couch, the shard of glass was all inside the sole of your feet, it hurt just looking at it.

He quickly sat down on the floor in front of you and pulled it out, then he rubbed his fingers over the wound like he did for Phil. You almost forgot about that healing quality of his. Experiencing it yourself was .. magical

"Thank you" you told him and grabbed his hand, dragging him to the kitchen to wash the blood off him and you cleaned yours as well. While you wiped the blood stain off the floor, he was feeling horrible for going out, he shouldn't have, you got hurt because of him. He wouldn't have gone anywhere if he was chained up so he grabbed one of your scarf that you have taken out to wear in case it gets too cold and walked towards you

"A gift?" You asked him as you wiped your tears, you could have lost him today and just the thought scared you. He shook his head as he heard you .

He wrapped it around his neck and gestured you to tie him up with it, he deserved to be tied up, you never got hurt when he was tied up.

"Bluey what.." before you could finish your sentence he sat down on the couch and tied his legs somehow

"Blueeey nooo nooo blueyy" you started sobbing as you finally understood what he meant, and it broke your heart,

"Oh blueey Give that to me okay? And nooo..never" you sat next to him and cupped his cheeks, the tears fell on them so you wiped them away, he didn't have to feel as if he deserved to be tied up, you'd never want to see him like that again.

"Bluey I.. I love you okay? I …love you..and I can't lose you. You know out there.." you pointed towards the door and he looked at it

"People are bad, they will hurt you, you can not go out there" your voice cracked as you spoke, you can't imagine horrible people out there hurting him again

"They won't understand who you are and they'll get scared, they will attack you and you'll get caught again" you pecked on his cheeks one by one and he placed his head down on your chest

"I am not upset with you and I'll never put you in chains or tie you up so don't even think about it, you are free here and I know this apartment is small and not enough but.." you started crying and he hated it. He hated those tears, hated the look on your face. He hated that he was the reason for it.

"But this is all I can do, I will take you home, your home I promise, your world, you will see it again. Not now but someday definitely, alright? You just have to stay here for now"

You mumbled softly and he made the hut shape with his fingers then he pointed towards you

You nodded as he did that. You are his home. Atleast you are for now.

"Let me make dinner okay?" You got up from the couch but he grabbed your hand,

His fingers trailed over your exposed thighs making you tingle all over

"Blueeey" he looked at you, your voice came out all whispery and breathy. As his fingers reached the inside of your thighs you took a step back and you walked towards the kitchen

"Bed now, you need it after that stunt you just pulled" maybe putting pajamas on around him will be much better, you wanted him to touch you desperately but you didn't know if that was the right thing to do. Worst part is it didn't even feel wrong, it felt natural but then why did you feel so horrible like a monster?

You boiled the eggs for him and decided to make instant noodles for yourself as you didn't feel like doing much today, you washed your hand and when you turned around you bumped into him again. You looked up at him and he had that same look in his eyes, the look that said that he wanted to ravish you

"You are a stubborn one aren't you?' he tilted his head as you said that.

"What do you want hmm?" You asked him softly as you took few steps back until you hit the sink counter

"You want to see me?" You untied the strings of the robe, his eyes glanced at the exposed skin as your cleavage came into his view

"Come here" you bit on your lips and raised your hand forward so he walked towards you and grabbed it

"Do you know what to do now? What now hmm? What do you want to do to me?" You looked at him and he pressed his nose against the crook of your neck and took several sniffs like an animal

You slid the robe down from your shoulder, wrapping it around your waist as you held them in your fist so it wouldn't fall down, you weren't even wearing a underwear. His mouth parted slightly as he looked at your bare breasts, he placed his hands on your shoulders, rubbing his thumb over your collarbone then he moved down slowly, you closed your eyes and leaned your head backwards as his fingers brushed over your bosom,

"Ohhh blueyy" he purred as you moaned his name. Fuck the decency, you can't stop him anymore, if this makes you a monster then you'd want to be one, the way he touched you livened up every cell in your body and you didn't want him to stop. He tugged on the robe so you let it go and it dropped down on the floor leaving you in nothing, you were all naked in front of the man you lusted after so desperately. It's not that you were a virgin, far from it but he made you feel like one, you have never been with a blue man god so there was that.

"This is what you wanted? Wanted to touch me like this?" You asked him and he purred again, you pressed your body against him and he shuddered, he was hard, so hard, you could feel him straining under his boxers

"This is what I wanted too but I thought I would hurt your innocence, felt like a pervert, still do, but I can't stop you anymore now can I?" you rubbed your hand against his bulge and he let out a whiny sound. He wanted you to keep going, he wanted you to touch that part of him, the sensation felt so good and it kept intensifying more and more with every rub

You grabbed his hand and took him away from the kitchen, he watched your ass jiggling as you walked in front of him. Beautiful, he found you so beautiful. You laid down on the bed over a stack of pillows, then you folded your knees up and parted them, your glistening folds were met with his curious eyes

"Come here" you opened your arms and he crawled on the bed until he was between your legs

He needed a release, and you were going to give it to him but you wanted him to follow his base instinct. You still felt wary of the situation and didn't want to take an advantage of him. He kissed your forehead and he looked at your lips, so you cupped his cheeks and kissed him softly, he moaned right into your mouth, he tasted sweet and cold, you didn't expect him to taste like that but then what did you expect, he wasn't a normal human man.

The kiss was everything you hoped for it to be, you never thought you'd get him like this when you saw him the first time, yes you did think about him all night but you didn't think you'd get lucky enough to actually do this with him

He bucked his hips into your wet core and you moaned loudly,

"Mmmm that's it, keep going Bluey, that feels good?" He looked at you as you cooed in his ears, he nodded his head, he understood what good meant and it felt so good, better than anything he has ever felt before.

Your arms wrapped around his neck and you ran your fingers over the marks on his back, he purred so you kept doing it, his hips continued to move, he growled in your ear as the sensation started to build slowly, you knew he didn't have any orgasm since he got captured. You wanted his first one to be good and on his terms, you wanted him to use your body, however he seemed fit and you wanted him to take his pleasure from you

"That's it, that's it Bluey, keep going baby" you whispered in his ear and his pace increased, he growled and grunted, moaned and purred continuously, the sounds he made were heavenly and you just wanted to stay like that forever, the hardness of his flesh combined with the friction of the fabric against your clit drove you insane. He was all over you, he was humping you like an animal in heat and you absolutely cherished it.

He stopped his movements to catch his breath and looked down, he noticed the wet patch on the fabric he wore, his precum and your juices all combined like it should be. That's how it was supposed to be, you are not just friends, you could never be just friends after this.

"It's okay Bluey it's okay..breathe for me.. take a deep breath, that felt good?" You placed your hand on his chest, his heartbeat felt faster than ever. He nodded then he hid his face between your neck and shoulder as he felt bashful again. He was feeling shy about the situation, mainly because he found you so beautiful, so so beautiful and you were allowing him to touch you like this. He couldn't have been happier.

He started moving his hips again and your hands roamed down his back as you grabbed his ass, hard as rock, he was built like one of those Greek statues, carved out of perfection, you knew every inch of him was just divine. A god indeed.

"Goddd yesss.. yesss keep going.. that feels good blu, so good, oh yess" you whispered and then you moaned with him as the pleasure coursed through your veins, you were going to cum like this, you never came even with a man inside you but you were going to get an orgasm just from him humping against you,

"Mmmmmhmm ohhhh" he let out few sounds that sounded like words, the deep rumbling voice of his was like music to your ears, his pace increased, the bed was moving along with his rhythm, everything felt so raw and electric. The desperation was visible from both sides, it was purely lust but you both cared about each other more than anything, you're all he knew and loved, and you loved him too.

He moved his hips in circles once in a while, he knew what he was doing, his instincts kicked in, and all of a sudden you didn't feel like a pervert anymore. You felt like a woman in love who just wanted to share that feeling and her body with the man she was in love with. He was close you could tell, you knew once you get him inside you, you will never be able to look at any other man again, he would ruin you with everything he owned.

Few more humps and he made a noise that was a mix between an animalistic growl and a manly grunt, that sound combined with the movement of his hips was enough to throw you off the edge and you came along with him, right with him. He was breathing heavily after he orgasmed and made a mess inside his boxers, he kept his eyes on you, they twinkled with the pleasurable release he just had, he was so frustrated with not being able to touch you all this time and he needed this so badly, he wanted this or a version of this the moment he laid his eyes on you.

His special friend, his y/n, he wanted to explore this further, he wanted to see the different ways he could stay tangled around you like this, and he knew there were several ways. He just had a feeling. He also adored how beautiful his y/n was without any coverings on her, he loved your soft plump flesh underneath, the contrast of your warm skin against his cold ones felt soothing, the urge to bite the soft skin of your neck was strong but he controlled himself. He'd never hurt you. Never

"Blueeyyy?" You called out to him and he nodded

"Are you feeling hot? Do you need to go in your bed?" He shook his head but you knew that he needed it especially after this.

So you got up, and gave him a fresh pair of boxers then you took him to the shower and asked him to clean himself, you would but you didn't want to see him bare just yet.

You cleaned yourself up, and stepped out of the bathroom, a smile apparent on your face, you couldn't stop even if you wanted. You dressed up in a nightgown and when he came out all wet from the shower you dried him up and made him sit down in the freezer so he could catch his breath. You have taken the step you were dreading to take and you knew there would be no going back from here, not after what you felt as he rutted against you so shamelessly.

You had no idea what the future will bring for you two but you knew that you were going to live your life for once.

Even if it was temporary.

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