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Yandere! Kai Chisaki General Profile

Yandere! Kai Chisaki x fem! reader

Tw: kidnapping, violence, mentions of dub-con, Kai is awkward and literally can't not pop boners around you constantly, threats, mentions of blood, mentions of needles, slight objectification, allusions to neglect, Kai forces you to watch him kill someone, masturbation, fem! reader, MDNI

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Tidy

First and foremost, being Kai’s darling requires a certain level of cleanliness.

They by no means need to be a germaphobe or obsessively making sure every surface is spotless, but keeping their living space fairly clean and orderly is something incredibly appealing to Kai.

And once his darling is living in the base and has a room all to themselves, it pleases him greatly to see his darling’s bed neatly made every morning, their clothes (all hand selected by him, of course) hanging up in the closet, or any other small display of them just generally wanting the area to be somewhat neat.

He likes the reassurance that his darling has a bit of sense about them, that they understand that cleanliness is important.

And honestly, one of the most heartwarming things Kai can imagine is his darling purposefully cleaning something for him, that they’re willing to spend their time and energy voluntarily making sure that something has been sanitized, cleaned or straightened up all in the name of making him more comfortable, of helping alleviate some of the disgust and fear of his everyday life.

He loves the idea of his darling being a sweet little domestic partner, a housewife of sorts, and if they have a natural liking of keeping things on the cleaner side?

Well, it only makes Kai fall harder, deeper, more completely, because god, how is his darling so fucking perfect for him?

Sweet

Kai is honestly a bit pessimistic; he’s not especially positive about things in life, not especially kind or forgiving, and though he hasn’t really given much thought to what he does and doesn’t find attractive, even he can’t deny that there’s a certain allure to someone who’s the opposite of him; of his brash and cold words, someone warm and sweet and soft.

A darling that doesn’t hesitate to throw kind words at him, to praise the people around them and just generally make people feel good about themselves is something he quickly becomes enamored with, the compliments at first catching him off guard.

His darling saying something along the lines of wow, the gold in your mask really brings out the shades of your eyes – it’s really pretty, is only met with Kai’s cryptic, stoic stare, making them shrink in on themselves while he internally tries to process the idea that his darling likes his eyes.

He’s confused at first, slightly irritated and wondering if they meant it in some sort of derogatory or mean way, but as his cold eyes search their own warmer, slightly nervous ones, he’s taken aback to realize that they mean it, that they’re being genuine with their words.

In all honesty, growing up in the yakuza and being surrounded by criminals and an parental figure that used tough love more than anything, having someone actively praise him or deliver compliments is something he’s completely unused to, completely confused by

But he can’t deny the way a little seed of warmth grows in his chest, the words feeling strange but nice.

And as his darling only continues with their offhand compliments, their small, sweet words, Kai only grows more and more addicted to them, and though he tries his best to compliment them back (it comes off more threatening than anything – your hands are very clean, I wish I could keep them for myself), it’s a bit difficult for him to recover from their honesty, from the way his heart hammers against his ribcage at just one mere kind smile from them.

It’s disorienting, but Kai would be lying if he said he didn’t absolutely love it.

Patient

He is, admittedly, a bit poor with processing and expressing his feelings; he’s never experienced a relationship or romantic feelings of any sort before he met his darling, and as a result he’s a bit clueless when it comes to courting them, to how he should act around them.

Of course, he wants nothing more than to completely woo his darling, to sweep them off their feet and get them to fall madly in love with him, but he’s realistic enough to know that no matter how many cheesy, dreadful rom-coms he watches, no matter how many articles or pieces of advice from colleagues and clients, it won’t change the fact that he’s just naturally not romantic, that he’s just not good with expressing himself.

He wants to be a wonderful partner, always spoiling his darling and making them feel treasured and loved like how he really feels, but it’s difficult for him to break away the layers of carefully built shields around himself, the thick skin he’s acquired through years of working in the underground mafia.

And, because of this, his darling absolutely needs to be patient – they need to be able to give him the time and space he needs in order for him to process his feelings, to try and make sense of how and when he should approach them about his desires to hold them, to see them smile.

And while it’s likely that his darling won’t even be aware of his obsession and romantic feelings towards them until much later in his infatuation, they need to be understanding of how fucking hard it is for Kai to be vulnerable, to allow any sort of happiness or weakness into his life.

Because really, his darling is his one true, huge weak spot – one he loves dearly and would give his life for, but still isn’t quite sure how to rely this to them.·      

Smart

In Kai’s world, strategy, power and manipulation are absolutely everything; he needs to be at the top of his game at all times, making sure that he’s making the right decisions, playing the right cards and just generally making every possible move towards the restoration of the Shie Hissakai.

He’s constantly strategizing, thinking through decision after decision, scenario after scenario, and as a result he’s grown to absolutely demand intelligence out of those around him, to require brains and a general threshold of understanding for those he deems close to him, and his darling is no exception.

They don’t need to be book smart per se, but he needs to have confidence that if he were to explain something to them (though he avidly tries to separate his darling from any and all yakuza business) that they would understand, that he wouldn’t need to spend hours going over the same piece of information again and again before they finally understood.

There’s a certain attractiveness to intelligence that he can’t quite explain, but very much feels – when his darling makes some sort of quick remark or statement in response to something he said, there’s a sense of pride swelling in his chest, because that’s his beloved who’s so smart, so understanding and quick thinking.

He really likes the idea of his partner and him being a bit of a ‘power couple’ (though he absolutely refuses to give up any of his own power over his work or them – he is in charge, as he always will be), in that they’re both forces to be reckoned with, smart and strong and a powerful team together.

It’s enticing, and though his darling likely couldn’t change his mind about anything, Kai enjoys asking them about their opinions and thoughts on certain matters, just to understand how deeply they agree or disagree, how deeply his darling’s smarts run.

That, and Kai will be taking every possible opportunity to bond with beloved, even if talking about hero society is the way to do it.

GENERAL YANDERE TRAITS:

Controlling

Kai is, as in most aspects of his life, absolutely desperate to be in charge of every little thing around him.

He needs to be dictating every single thing you do, everything you say and think and feel, otherwise things get ugly, quickly.

There’s a part of him that’s absolutely terrified that you hold so much emotional weight over him, that he cares so much about you, that he does things because of you.

He doesn’t like the way he feels so helpless in the face of you, even as unassuming and weak as you are.

He doesn’t like that you hold such power over him, knowingly or not, and as a result it helps to quell down this anxiety and fear when he’s telling you that you’re not allowed to leave your room, that you must wash your hands every ten minutes on the dot, that you aren’t to speak to another living soul besides himself.

Kai craves for you to feel the same overwhelming, disorienting love that he does for you, but more than anything he craves absolute control over you.

He wants power over you, to know that you will follow his every word, his every command, anything and everything he could ever want.

To him, it shows that you trust him, that you love him and that you’re giving yourself to him, to let him love you and show you how much you mean to him.

In his eyes, it’s all actually strangely romantic – you’re his sweet little quirkless woman, the girl he thinks he loves, the one he’d do anything and everything to protective and keep his, and in return all he asks is that you let him decide everything for you, that you depend completely and solely on him.

It’s a fair deal, really, and after all, he knows what you need much better than you do - after all, he knows you better than you know yourself.

He has a, for lack of a better term, brutal schedule that he keeps you chained to – he’s rigging an alarm for your room that goes off at exactly 6:30 in the morning, a steady beeping noise that does the job quite nicely, if the camera feed showing you frowning and covering your ears with the single pillow he’s given you is anything to go by.

He’s sending in a henchman (masked, so that there’s no chance of you finding him attractive) with a tray of nutritionally balanced breakfast items that you will eat, lest he’ll use force against you.

Your breakfast will consist of a pile of meat of his choosing, steamed vegetables on the side, and a small container of starch next to the plate.

A smattering of vitamins are enclosed in a small box in the corner of the tray, the some ten different pills ranging from the size of his pinky nail to a quarter patiently waiting to be swallowed.

(When you ask, he doesn’t tell you what they’re for - he just tells you they’re good for you, that you’d better take them, we wouldn’t want you getting sick, now would we? You don’t need to know that they’re all for diseases or conditions that run in your family - he checked - but you don’t have - it’s just a preemptive measure to make sure you don’t develop them, that nothing could ever harm you and take you away from him. Plus, the small white one you eye suspiciously will help him in the future, he hopes - after all, he’s certainly not ready for you to fall pregnant anytime soon.)

You’re scheduled for testing most of the day after that – various blood tests, check ups on your physical and mental health, mandatory meetings with him in his office to discuss your ‘progress’.

(You’re still not exactly sure what he means by that - he won’t give you details when you press, instead getting this weird sparkle in his eye while he stares at you, the eye contact making you squirm while he tells you that you’re very important, you’re the key to my success.)

Dinner is the same as your breakfast, and directly after is a shower that lasts for ten minutes – no more, no less, where you’re required to shampoo, condition, and scrub your body.

(You don’t know it, but there’s a camera set up in the corner of the shower that’s constantly rolling, just so that Kai can get some peace of mind and make sure you’re doing as you say - it’s certainly not to aid him when it’s late and he’s sitting in his office, eyes trained to the screen as he aches and throbs and yearns for you, both aroused and disgusted by the thought of being intimate with you, of being inside of you…)

You’re to be in bed by 9:00 at night, tucked underneath the covers and eyes closed so that you get the proper amount of sleep, ready to be awoken so rudely the next morning and repeat it all.

Deviation is quite rare in his itinerary for you – sometimes he’ll join you during your meals, or inform you that certain tests are being postponed until further notice, but for the most part Kai will absolutely be keeping you on his regiment – having such obvious control of you is something that he absolutely needs, a requirement he’s simply unwilling to compromise on.

The feelings you give him are already disorienting enough, strong enough to leave him feeling weak, dependent, angry, and the only way to regain some semblance of power is to show you that you utterly and completely belong to him, that you have absolutely no control over your new life, over your life in which you’re Kai’s beloved, perfect little woman.

Possessive

Because Kai has never really developed feelings for anyone in his life, romantic or really even platonic outside of Pops and Chrono, you present an anomaly for him.

The way that he feels for you, the desperation that overtakes him where you’re concerned is something he’s completely unfamiliar with, something strange and new and something he isn’t entirely sure how to handle.

(He’s never been a fan of romance, and has spent very little time indulging in any sort of media discussing the topic, and as a result he does genuinely feel like a fish out of water, even if he doesn’t entirely hate the experience.)

And really, the strangest thing about the development of his feelings for you is the way that he just reacts to you, unconsciously moving or thinking things he would never do otherwise.

There’s a part of him that he completely loses control over when you walk into the same room as him, when he sees your lovely eyes fixed on him, when you say his name, when you so much as breath in the same space as him.

(He’d requested you start calling him Kai in private a few months into your ‘stay’, if only because the way the letters roll off of your tongue makes his eyes flutter closed and a sharp exhale sound from below his mask.)

His eyes are snapping to you every time you enter his peripheral, amber eyes appraising you and scanning up and down your body, noticing a new detail every single time - he wasn’t aware you had a mole there, or a small scar here.

(But now, don’t you worry, he’ll remember well.)

And because he’s so unsure of how to manage the new urges and responses that you present him with, he falls back onto his more aggressive traits, the more primal parts of him that don’t really express themselves much in his day to day life taking center stage.

That is, Kai suddenly turns into a jealous, possessive freak because of you – he’s plagued with worries that you’ll leave him, that one day he’ll wake up to find your bed empty, your smile vanished along with your body he was just beginning to crave touching.

(Though he rationally knows the security system of the Shie Hissakai base and the numerous tunnels and henchmen would prove your escape extremely unlikely).

He’s paranoid that you’ll find someone else within the organization that you like more - someone more conventional, friendlier, more intimate with you.

(Just the thought of another man touching you makes Kai’s muscles stand taught, fists flexing and his quirk spiking up out of control, his bloodlust skyrocketing because absolutely nobody should be laying their filthy, disgusting hands on you and ruining you.)

And though it makes him feel stupid, weak, pathetic, he can’t help the way jealousy sits heavy in his stomach as he watches you smile and thank Chrono for dropping by with a new book to read, one Kai himself had heard you mention something about offhandedly, one Kai remembered and went out and personally bought just for you.

He can’t help the way his fists clench as he stares behind the computer screen, vowing to himself that he’ll be the one to deliver you gifts from now on, so that you won’t associate anything sweet or thoughtful with anyone but him.

He hates the way you make him feel (at least, that’s what he tells himself – but even he can’t deny the warmth spreading through his entire chest when you softly murmur thank you, Kai, I love it as he places the elegant, dainty gold necklace with his initials in your palms), but he knows that there isn’t much he can do to change it.

He knows that for all the negative feelings your smile and touch stir up within him, he’d never really choose to let go of his devotion for you because god, do the positive feelings make up for the negative ones a thousand times over.

And so, once he comes to terms with the fact that you do inspire jealousy within him, that he’s territorial over you in a way that makes him feel more animal than man, he’s taking it and running with it – he wants everyone within the Shie Hissakai to understand that you are completely off limits, that you’re property of Kai Chisaki himself, that you are quite literally owned by Overhaul.

He’s threatening undermen, buying you expensive clothing and jewelry and trinkets to make you feel loved, appreciated, even if the ring he presented you with while you ate the mystery dinner from Chrono’s tray the other day looked much too similar to a wedding ring to comfort you.

He sees you as his possession, an item he can have and own and cherish, and while he does want you to love him, to want him in the same way he wants you, there’s just something about marking you as his, dressing you up in clothing that he bought for you, covering you from head to toe in antibacterial lotion that he chose the scent of, keeping you his sweet little partner that makes him oddly giddy, an honest, genuine happiness washing over him that he hasn’t felt in years.

So really, just let him dress you, feed you, bath you and remind you that you’re nothing without him, that he’s the only one you can trust and should care about, and Kai will be over the moon. He might, maybe even smile fondly at you, petting your hair and whispering a soft I love you to your sleeping form.

You’re just that special.

Dependent

Although he’s strong and almost infuriatingly independent, once his emotional connection with you develops, Kai is a bit of a lost cause.

You mean absolutely everything to him – his whole life before you revolved around re-establishing the Shie Hissaikai and ending hero society, but once you show up?

Well, it’s still important to create and harvest the drug, to be using Eri and making sure the organization will continue on strong and prosperous, but surely it wouldn’t hurt to take just a small break from vigorously rubbing in some hand sanitizer after a business meeting and let his mind wander to you, to imagine how you’re probably curled up on your bed trying to nap, looking all peaceful and calm and - dare he say it - cute.

It’s not too big of a deal to take a few minutes to drop by your room and check up on you, right?

(Besides, seeing the way you brighten up when he steps into the room makes something in his chest swell with pride; you wanted to see him, didn’t you? Not really, no - it just gets so lonely all alone in the windowless room, but Kai doesn’t need to know that.)

Surely it wouldn’t be bad to take a break from the mountains of paperwork and watch the live footage of you in your room, working diligently at the puzzle he gifted you with the other day, right?

Kai is, for lack of a better term, completely whipped for you – your safety, happiness and health are things that are constantly on his mind, swirling questions of what you’re doing at any given time, when you last ate or slept or used the restroom circling through his head so much it feels like a never-ending loop.

Once Kai gets a taste of how good it feels to care for someone, to have a special person in his life that makes his heart race, his throat get a bit tight and his hands to start sweating, he’s clutching onto it with desperation, doing everything in his power to keep the sensations of happiness, of contentedness, of genuine love blooming in his chest.

He’s addicted to you, and while his every waking thought is either fixated on the drugs or you (though as time passes it slowly becomes clear to him that you take more of his headspace than his work, a disturbing discovery but not one he bothers to fight), his devotion to you only deepens.

Of course, Kai is absolutely terrible at expressing how much you mean to him – he’s so emotionally stunted, so unsure of how to approach you and the way you make him feel, that more often than not you’ll be left wondering what you did to irritate him, why he’s always staring at you so intensely, why he’s always stopping by your room and asking you personal, strange questions.

(Do you prefer cold or warm climates? What’s more upsetting to you – seeing a child or a puppy kicked? What areas on your body are ticklish? Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?)

Honestly, Kai will likely just be one huge mystery to you – he doesn’t want to expose himself and his feelings, and as a result he won’t show any traces of vulnerability to you – you’re left completely in the dark, left to wonder why and how you’re still alive, and when the yakuza boss will decide that you’ve lived past your expiration date.

Sure, he does buy you gifts; jewelry much too expensive for your tastes, dresses and skirts that accentuate your form in darker colors (he’s particularly partial to greens and golds – always dressing you up in gold necklaces, gold heels and sleek jade dresses that dip just a bit too low on your chest), occasionally a bouquet of flowers in your favorite colors that he insists brighten up the mood a bit.

(Though you don’t have the heart nor the courage to tell him that a bundle of roses sitting in a vase in the corner of your stark white room doesn’t make you any more comfortable there.)

Sure, he spends hours upon hours upon hours behind the computer in his office staring at you through the screen, the many cameras and audio bugs placed around the room picking up your every action, word and movement, his wide eyes feasting upon your innocent, perfect form as he simply takes in the beauty that is you, the feelings of love, adoration and utter want swimming in his chest intoxicating him.

Sure, he’s killed guards left and right for staring at you for a beat too long, for making some crude, disgusting joke about how they’d love a piece of you, that Overhaul’s too uptight, bet he doesn’t even fuck her – what a waste, she needs a real man to show her how its done.

Sure, he spends the majority of his time obsessing over you, doing daily check ups on your health and your safety, but Kai won’t ever display a moment of weakness to you – he only says he loves you when you’re asleep, laying so gracefully across your bed, his form seated at the edge of the mattress while he lightly strokes your cheek, his mask discarded onto your nightstand as he leans down, closes his eyes and takes a deep inhale of your scent, pressing his lips ever so lightly, softly, tentatively against your forehead.

He doesn’t want you to understand how much hold you have over him – because if you did, Kai is absolutely sure that you could manipulate him into getting whatever you want with just a simple kiss and whispered word of affection.

After all, Kai Chisaki needs you, and although he’s embarrassed by how much you mean to him, how crazy you make him and how absolutely obsessed with you he is, he wouldn’t change a single thing.

After all, he’s never been able to love someone, to touch them and protect them and desire them, and he’ll be damned if he ever loses you.

DEALING WITH RIVALS:

Kai is, to put it simply, insanely possessive over you; you’re his girl, the only one he can love and touch and really feel happy around, and as a result he absolutely refuses to allow any other man to get even remotely close to you.

It’s a combination of jealousy and deeply rooted insecurity about his romantic skills that makes him so quick to snatch you away from other men.

He won’t ever admit it, but he’s very aware that he probably wouldn’t be your first choice, that his issues with intimacy and expressing himself and the fact that he kills on a daily basis likely does nothing but push you away, make you more hesitant to fully give yourself to him, to actually love him.

But instead of communicating with you, of putting himself in a position where you could actually see how much of a mess you make him, Kai instead decides that isolating you from every other man in the complex is the best solution.

This fear only serves to make him more strict on limiting your contact with every other person on Earth who isn’t him, every other man that could possibly draw your attention, that could make you forget about Kai and instead fall heads over heels for them.

He’s methodical in his approach to keeping you utterly and completely his – making sure that your contact with others is incredibly limited, that you understand the consequences of becoming too chummy with anyone but himself.

Because you’d have to be his captive before his feelings for you even really form, he doesn’t have to worry about any men that he doesn’t know approaching you, fighting for your affection and love.

He only needs to consider the possibility of one of the very few people he allows you to have contact with – namely, a select group of the eight bullets, himself and Chrono.

It’s an ease to his mind to know that he’s really only competing with a few other guys, and although it makes him feel stupid, pathetic, weak to be comparing himself to someone like fucking Rappa, there’s a certain part of him that can’t help but wonder if it’s really someone more like him you’d like – muscular, social, not hesitant to touch you, all of the things he really isn’t.

It’s stupid and he knows it, but as he stares into his mirror with an expressionless face, looking at his nude body and his hands that can so easily take and give life, there’s a certain amount of insecurity settling in his chest.

Obviously, you don’t really have a choice in who you spend your time with, who you’re forced to depend on, who you’re destined to be with until your dying breath, but Kai really truly would prefer you to want him, to actively be choosing him.

And when one of the few people he lets have contact with you starts pushing the boundaries too far, getting a bit too friendly?

Well, all of those pushed down insecurities and destructive thoughts are rearing their ugly heads, forcing him to take measures he would prefer to not deal with, to not have to feel such terrible, sick things in his heart as he watches you laugh and smile.

You’re his, whether you like it or not, and Kai will absolutely make sure the fact is drilled into your pretty little head, even if the methodology is less than tame.

When he spots Sestuno leaning on the doorframe of your room, smirking down into the space while your lovely, tantalizing voice gushes about some show you used to love watching before you got kidnapped, immediately he’s scowling, thin eyebrows drawing taut as he realizes how fucking close Setsuno is standing next to you, how his gaze is aimed directly at you, how you’re just letting him stare.

Kai’s pissed, and as his footsteps grow harsher, more distinct against the cement of the underground hallway, he’s nearly growling.

He hates when he gets like this – it’s so painfully obvious how much of an emotional hold you have over him when the jealousy is seeping through his every pore, when he’s nearly driven insane just by another man looking at you.

It’s infuriating that something as simple and weak as you are able to make him a complete mess with just a few actions, just a few smiles and looks directed towards others.

It’s infuriating, but as he approaches Setsuno, the anger at himself is drowned out by the rage he feels towards his underling – immediately he’s clearing his throat, piercing eyes staring right at his subordinate as he interrupts the conversation, letting out a surprisingly calm sorry to interrupt, but tests are scheduled for right now. Wouldn’t want her to be late, would we?

And although Setsuno holds respect and genuine awe for his boss’s abilities, a twinge of fear climbs up his spine, making him hastily nod his head and return back to his station a few hundred feet away, nervously awaiting what he’s sure won’t be a pretty sight whenever Kai is done with your tests.

All throughout the blood draw that day, he’s tense, not really responding to your questions as thoroughly as he normally would, not paying as much attention to you as he’d like to.

(He’s staring at you, yes, but he’s sort of staring through you - not as observant as normal, not with the same concentration as normal, as if he’s counting your eyelashes or memorizing every blemish and pore on your face.)

Instead, he’s thinking of exactly what he’ll be doing once he safely escorts you back to your room, once he makes sure that you’re safe and sound and completely unaware of what he’s about to do.

And once your door is closing, he’s immediately scowling and stomping over to Setsuno, approaching the man with a deadly glare and scolding him in a voice so eerily calm that it has the other man gulping.

You know your place – you aren’t to look at her, touch her, speak to her, be anywhere near her. So tell me, what did you do today, Setsuno?

And when the other man can only respond with the truth, Kai won’t hesitate to disassemble him a few times – each with an interval longer and longer, sometimes not assembling every limb back together until it’s just barely not too late, letting him feel the excruciating pain of his arm being ripped off again and again.

There’s this twisted, maniacal look on his face as he does it - like he’s enjoying hurting Setsuno, like with every time his leg is ripped from his body, he’s ripping away some of the damage that him talking with you caused, ripping away any semblance of attraction or even a friendship between you two.

If Setsuno wasn’t busy in excruciating agony, he’d almost be scared his boss’s expression.

Kai’s pissed, and it’s only after twenty or so rounds of assembling and disassembling that he’s finally calmed down – though he won’t leave without hearing the words I’ll never come near her again, I promise! She’s yours, Overhaul, all yours!

And once he does, he’ll only firmly nod, leaving Setsuno on the cold ground, assembled yet terrified, as he retires back to his office to review the last hour’s worth of footage from your room.

Jealousy isn’t a pretty look on Kai, and he holds back absolutely no restraint when he feels that his claim on you is being tested.

So when Setsuno, one of the only people here you feel you can call a friend, begins avoiding you like the plague, don’t be surprised when Kai shows up, telling you how Setsuno’s just strange like that, always changing his mind back and forth. Don’t worry about it – I brought you a deck of cards, would you like to play?

TAKING HIS DARLING AWAY:

To really catch Kai’s attention, a very specific set of circumstances must occur.

You must be quirkless, a civilian, and he must have stolen you off the streets for testing.

Only then, once he’s got you under his grasp already, do his feelings begin to form, in all their horrible and wonderful glory.

But, because had stolen you away before his feelings for you even manifested, there really isn’t a forming-the-obsession-and-stalking-before-kidnapping phase for him.

You’re already at the Shie Hissaikai’s base, already under his control and grasp, and as a result you’re already accessible to Kai, already close to him and so very vulnerable to his wants and whims, to him being around you as much as he pleases.

He doesn’t experience any sort of longing to steal you away, nor does he have any kind of dilemma on kidnapping you.

However, because of the way in which Kai got to know you, it creates a bit of a unique situation as his captee – you’ll find as his feelings grow and develop, as he becomes more and more dependent on you, that your surroundings seem to change, that you periodically get moved to different rooms, different spaces in which you spend the majority of your time.

The rooms get progressively nicer, larger and more private, soon getting to the point where you even have a small kitchenette in the corner, where you’re able to prepare little snacks and food items.

(Kai must always be present in the room during your little cooking episodes, however – you need to be eating healthy, making sure that you have a balanced diet, though the minute that you turn around excitedly and ask him if he’d be willing to sample whatever you made, he’s fighting a blush and nodding stiffly, trying to calm his racing heart and quell the thoughts of how you look so much like a lovely, domestic wife cooking for him…)

You won’t be sure of why you’re gradually being treated better and better, getting spoiled with gifts that you didn’t ask for, spending time with Kai in quantities that make you cock your brow but shrug, knowing that if you confront him it’ll likely be more trouble than it’s worth.

You won’t know, but Kai sure as hell does – he wants you to like him, to love him and need him, and as he progressively decides to upgrade your living space until your room is right next to his own, allowing quick and easy access (and thin walls, of course) it helps quell his desire to be near you every moment of the day, to be on your mind just as constantly as you’re on his.

And really, it’s only a plus that he can press his ear to the wall and listen to you breath at night (he moved his bed to be right next to yours, only the thin wall separating the two of you), or that he can basically speak to you through them - even as much as it terrifies you.

It’s better this way, really - it helps quell the fear of you somehow slipping through his fingers.

As his captee, your experience with him really depends on your own behavior and tolerance – the only way you would’ve ever caught his attention is being a mix of quirkless and kind, reaching out with soft, understanding words rather than screaming, fighting or cursing him out like every other test victim he’s picked up.

And so, if you keep this behavior up, Kai honestly isn’t too terrible of a captor; he’s relatively clear on what he expects from you, relatively easy to please as long as you follow his every command and keep talking to him about your day, about yourself, asking him how he’s feeling at any given moment.

He’s possessive and controlling to an almost staggering degree, yes, but his expectations are crystal clear, if a bit sterile.

And so, if you can put up with him placing cameras in your room to keep an eye on you every minute of every day, of him regulating what you eat, when you bath, how you sleep, you’ll be fine.

If you can deal with him bringing you into his office for hours on end, just having you sit and read or chat to him while he works simply because your presence is enough to help ease the stress of running the organization, then you’ll be just fine.

If you can deal with the daily check ups that progressively get more and more personal (it started with a simple blood draw, checking your temperature and an eyesight test, then gradually moved in a full body examination over your clothing, then without the clothes, then with you sitting in what appeared to be a gynecologist’s chair), then you’ll be just fine.

It’s about tolerance with Kai – if you’re patient and generally obedient, life under his rule will be surprisingly easy, even if loving the man who kidnapped you isn’t as simple.

As his feelings grow, Kai honestly gets a bit clingy; you calm him in a way he didn’t know was possible, the warmth spreading through his chest foreign and strange yet addictive as you place yourself on the leather couch opposite his desk, trying to ignore the way his amber eyes pierce through you, or the way there’s a very obvious tent in his pants when he reaches across his desk to place a strand of your hair behind your ear.

He’s wanting to visit you constantly, though he rations himself a bit if only to keep some semblance of self-control.

And though he wants to be constantly touching you, feeling your soft skin against his own (that he knows he can touch with no penalty, and since the day you willingly held his hand, he’s been harboring the fantasy of hugging you, resting his hands on your waist, cupping your cheeks, running his hands through your hair, kissing you…) and just being around you, his awkwardness when it comes to opening up to you persists even once he’s absolutely sure that he’s in love with you, that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you by his side.

It’s just not that easy to tell you that his happiness depends on you now, that you’re on his mind in both the waking and sleeping world, that he’s devoted to you in every sense of the word – and so, he tries to show it to you by making sure that you’re in pristine health, that you’re spoiled with the most lavish gifts and items and goods that he can find, that you’re treated like a queen by everyone in the Shie Hissaikai, or else they’ll have hell to pay with Kai himself.

He hopes that you might understand via these methods, as it’ll take him years to fully admit to you how much you mean to him, for him to feel comfortable actually telling you those three little words he’s thinking as he stares at your sleeping form, as he watches you smile while you read a particularly happy part of your new novel.

He loves you, and as long as you stay good and obedient and personable with him, life under Kai’s rule won’t be too difficult – removed and odd, yes, but as long as the feeling that you’re some thing he’s studying and obsessing over doesn’t bother you, then you may even find yourself being okay with the locks on your doors, the threats of his men down the halls.

It’s okay, you tell yourself as he traces a single, ungloved finger across your collarbone.

It’s okay, you’re not dead yet, you’ll be okay.

PUNISHMENTS:

Despite the general softness that Kai possesses for you, he has absolutely zero patience when it comes to you misbehaving.

He’s still the boss of the Shie Hissakai, a yakuza member who’s used to being completely obeyed, to killing rebels with a flick of his wrist.

He’s still a criminal, even if you smiling at him leaves him flushed under his mask, and the moment you step out of line, he has no problem reminding you of that fact, no problem making it explicitly clear that he’s the one in charge.

He’s very much a worshipper (though more on the down-low, if only because a small part of him is still absolutely mortified that he’s fallen so deeply for someone like you), though despite seeing you as a bit of a goddess, Kai doles out punishments right and left.

Of course, there’s always the omnipresent threat of his quirk hanging over your head; you’ve been told by Rappa how excruciatingly painful undergoing a disassemblement is, and if the muscular, violent Rappa is saying that?

Well, there’s no doubt in your mind that you’d be almost glad to be dead after such an ordeal.

You’re painfully aware of just how much power Kai holds over you; how his every whim and emotion could potentially spell your death, how any small misstep (or lack thereof, to be honest) could result in your blood splattering across the walls.

And call it self preservation, but in the face of a violent, painful death at the Shie Hissakai boss’s hands, obedience begins coming quite naturally to you, as does being hyper aware of every little thing you do.

It doesn’t take long to figure out that Kai is very much not a person you want to cross, as just a few simple demonstrations of his quirk in action on unlucky yakuza underlings are almost violently shoving the truth in your face.

It becomes your mission to be the picture-esque captee, to not give him any trouble and follow his every command to a T.

After all, Kai is a difficult man to please, and while your mere presence relaxes him, makes him happy in a way he can’t remember ever experiencing, he’s not afraid to do what he needs to in order to make you understand that you will be following his every word.

Along with the ever present threat of him using his quirk on you (something which Kai has sworn he will never do, if only because he’s terrified that in doing so you’ll lose some of the precious purity you harbor), he has a tendency to use other methods to keep you in line via fear.

Killing is a part of his daily routine, and while he doesn’t particularly enjoy ending someone’s life, it’s something that he sees as necessarily in order to keep his underlings in line – and when you’re in need of a punishment?

Well, who is he to deny such wonderful timing and opportunity?

And so, when he drops by in the evening to bid you a goodnight, he can’t help but smooth his shirt down slightly and run a hand through his hair outside your door, feeling like a teenage boy with how he so desperately wants to look good for you, to impress you.

He opens the door without a knock, amber eyes flicking across the room to find you sitting on the edge of your bed with the latest book he bought for you perched in your hands, your eyes staring raptly down at the yellowed pages.

You’re so pretty when you’re focusing on something, Kai’s found, and as he watches you read with an air of complete concentration, he can’t deny that a small pang of irritation eats away at him.

He’s here, present inside your room, having sped walked through the hideout to reach you in his haste to see you, and yet you’re ignoring him in favor of a book?

It hurts a bit, if he’s being honest, if only because shouldn’t your attention be solely and completely focused on him, not some mish-mash written down on a page?

His brow twitches as he clears his throat, watching the way you jump and immediately meet his gaze, surprise flitting across your features.

You make some comment about not seeing him that only makes Kai feel worse, the distinct realization that you don’t just sense his presence as he does yours hitting him.

But before you really have any space to say more, he’s telling you to follow him, that there’s someone he’d like you to meet, which you do, hesitance eating away at your gut at the irritation swimming in his eyes.

He’d meant to have a simple conversation with you, to bask in your presence and maybe and lightly hold your hand (something that still makes him flush from the tips of his ears to the base of his neck, though he’d rather die than admit it), but now that you’ve made such a clear choice to ignore him, to prefer your book over him, he’s deciding that the man he’d planned on killing tomorrow for having made openly insubordinate comments about himself and Chrono would be receiving his punishment early, with another set of eyes viewing.

You know immediately that something is off the minute he closes the door behind you, the bald man tied to the chair in the center of the room staring wildly at you, his dark eyes pleading silently as the gag muffles any words spilling past his lips.

You can’t hide the shock and fear on your face, terror at what exactly Kai plans to do eating away at you, though when he moves to stand next to his victim you can only harshly swallow.

Tell me: do you know why I might be angry at you?

His voice is deceptively calm, apathetic yellow eyes boring into yours as you stutter out a weak ‘no’, genuinely at a loss as to why he’s upset. Kai can only frown, humming lightly before tugging a glove off, making the man beside him squirm.

I bought you those books for entertainment purposes yes, but don’t you know it’s rude to ignore others in favor of fictional characters?

You’re freezing at his words, the realization that he’d been angry at you for not noticing him earlier hitting you like a ton of bricks.

Really, I know you’re smarter than that, so I’m letting you off easy this time. But, don’t think you’ll be going completely unpunished – it’s just that Yamaro here just so happened to be willing to take the punishment for you.

The man’s eyes go wide, his squirming and struggling more desperate than before as kai unceremoniously taps a finger against his bare hand, the man immediately exploding in a shower of blood and guts, making bile rise up the back of your throat.

Kai clicks his tongue, shuddering at the splash of blood against his arm, but those cold eyes stay focused on you as you gag and look anywhere but at the sight in front of you.

It’s your fault, (f/n). If you hadn’t been so rude, he’d still be alive. Do you understand your lesson now?

That of course is not true, but Kai won’t tell you – not when you’re nodding, frantic in your desperation to get out of the room, and when Kai nods a few seconds later, opening the door, you breath heavily, staring at the cement ground in fear and shock.

The guilt is overwhelming, the idea that you’re responsible for that man’s death weighing heavily in the back of your mind, exactly as Kai hoped for.

He’s silent the rest of the night, dropping you off at your room without a word, and when you awake the next morning and he steps inside your room, you’re immediately throwing your book to the side, forcing a smile and a chirp of good morning, Kai. How are you?

It’s a bit of a dirty method yes, but Kai couldn’t care less – obedience is what he wants, and he’ll get it from you, even if he has to lie and kill right in front of your eyes.

Anything to keep you in line and his, after all.

OVERALL DANGER:

8/10

In all honesty, the danger that comes with being Kai’s darling is that there is truly, genuinely no escaping him.

He’s so thorough in his planning, so steadfast in his organization and meticulous thought put into every possible scenario that could play out with you that your future is quite literally sealed the moment he feels the trace edges of his feelings form.

Kai is, without a doubt, not a good man – his devotion to his organization is commendable, but his moral compass is deeply skewed, the mere existence of Eri enough to prove that just as he’s willing to do anything to ensure the success of the drugs, he’s willing to do absolutely anything to make sure that you stay by his side, that he gets to keep you like a prized possession that only he gets to gaze at.

You’re something he revers, his dedication to you unparalleled, and because of Kai is absolutely making sure that you’re spoiled, that he rewards his dearest, as he calls you, with the finest jewelry, the best food and the strictest schedules he possibly can in order to keep up your perfection, to keep you pristine and healthy.

He loves you, in some sick, obsessive way, and poor, poor Kai is so unused to having someone with whom he holds such deep, desperate emotional connection to that he’s honestly floundering a bit.

And lucky lucky you gets to experience every drop of cruelty, desperation and yearning the Shie Hissakai boss has to give you – and receive you shall.

#yandere bnha #yandere mha #yandere overhaul #yandere kai chisaki #_lee's profiles #_bnha #_kai chisaki

[memesfromstuff]

* THE BOYS S01E01 STARTERS.

"how's he gonna find his dick? it's invisible."

"get up, get up! come on, come on!"

"stay back. just stay the fuck back!"

"what are you smiling at?"

"you okay?"

"can i… can i get a selfie?"

"i really need to talk to you about something."

"later, kid."

"i'd like to make an appointment for you to come over and lay some cable."

"that doesn't mean what you think it means."

"laying cable means sex."

"that's disgusting."

"despite your best efforts, i'm actually still hungry."

"i'm actually more hungry now."

"where are we gonna go after all this hot talk?"

"what was i supposed to do? kick his door down."

"i said okay."

"yeah, but you didn't mean it."

"i don't think that's… i don't think that's true."

"well excuse me for waiting."

"you ever heard of chivarly?"

"listen, this is about you getting what you deserve."

"hey, don't you ever besmirch billy joel."

"i can't stop, i can't stop, i can't stop, i can't stop."

"let the energy go through the wall."

"you should look away."

"i hated it. i mean i can still smell the hairspray."

"but it wasn't a joke to me."

"since when did hopeful and naive become the same thing?"

"i mean why would you get into this business if not to save the world?"

"just, uh, don't get upset, okay?"

"i sign this and i can't talk about it?"

"look, i know you're upset, but we're just trying to help."

"then say you're sorry."

"i mean, you people say 'our condolences' and 'my sympathies' and 'our

regrets', but nobody can look me in the fucking eye and say 'i'm sorry!'"

"i'm not signing anything, get out."

"can i think about it?"

"we could really use the press right now."

"don't worry, i didn't get the job."

"if you're negative, negative things happen to you."

"come sit with me."

"good for you. you want to make this right, what happened. but you can't."

"this is a lot of money. we could really use it."

"be realistic."

"you can't do this."

"you don't have the fight, you never have."

"i'm sorry, but it's true."

"are all these people here for me?"

"i- i haven't done anything yet."

"yeah, that's why we love you."

"so, you ready for your life to change?"

"pretty cool, huh?"

"i used to stand in the mirror, pretending to be where i am right now."

"on my first day, i felt like a fraud. but the good news is, everybody feels that way."

"and hey, we're a team now. we'll help each other out."

"i hope that's not inappropriate to say."

"settle down, we're just talking."

"look, i know that you're powerful. i get it."

"your powers are no joke."

"goes to show you, doesn't it? the bollocks people will believe, if you get them

scared enough."

"cool. cool, cool."

"i'm not gonna piss you about. i heard what happened."

"i'm sorry, who are you?"

"i said who the hell are you, how do you know that?"

"listen, i was thinking that you and me should have a bit of a chat."

"you don't sound like a fed."

"you got it all wrong. it's what i can do for you."

"if you knew half the shit they get up to… fucking diabolical."

"how do you spank a supe?"

"you'll love it."

"thank you for an extremely weird conversation."

"i don't wanna go to a second location with you."

"this is your one and only, mate. once i go i'm gone."

"what have you got to lose that you ain't already lost?"

"where are we?"

"keep your mouth shut."

"fucking hypocrite."

"you want to hear something crazy?"

"dude, that's nasty."

"they're fucking laughing."

"so what are you gonna do about it?"

"oh, for chrissakes. clean yourself up."

"never let them see you like this."

"someone's fucking hiding something."

"like what, like i'm fucking james bond?"

"no, no. i can't, okay?"

"i'm not an infiltrator."

"i'm sorry, i'm just gonna fuck it up."

"i'm not… i'm not like you."

"i know, i know, it's a tough swallow."

"i think maybe you can."

"friendship does cut both ways."

"i don't know what you're talking about."

"i'm fine, i'm just having a bad day."

"and… i didn't fight. and now i just feel sick."

"turns out i'm not who i thought i was."

"sorry, i didn't mean to just dump all of that on you."

"just 'cause you fall on your ass doesn't mean you have to stay there."

"that's not who you are. so, who are you?"

"i'm a fighter. i'm gonna fight. i'm gonna take that son of a bitch's head clean

off his body."

"little scary, but- but cool."

"okay, man. i'm in."

"don't want to be late to your first official meeting."

"i had a whole welcome speech planned."

"beginning to wonder if you'd even show up. all that pressure, it's a lot for

anyone to swallow."

"i'm here, and i'm not going anywhere."

"can we get back to this, please? this is a serious crime."

"now, what i do want to hear, is who you saved this week. huh?"

"that's that? that was- that was a lot. th- i've- hold on, can you just- can you

repeat it again?"

"or you can take the blue pill. or is it the red pill? anyway, take the other pill

and quit being a cunt."

"which pill do you want me to take?"

"just quit being a cunt, that's what i'm saying."

"could you empty your pockets, please?"

"accidents happen, right?"

"after all, i mean, you were saving the world."

"can i use your bathroom?"

"and i look him right in the eye, and i smile."

"that was awesome, man."

"i get why you dig this job."

"i think it's best that i take it from here, you know what i mean?"

"i know you can help. i got it."

"you ever seen an asshole tear up 45k?"

"i'd appreciate your discretion."

"of course. you have my word."

"you think i wouldn't find this?"

"who was he?! he put you up to this?"

"do you think i'm a fucking idiot?"

"sorry about the mess."

"you should fuck off."

"you're gonna fucking tell me, or i'm gonna smash your fucking scalp off."

"is he… is he dead?"

"well, he ain't moving."

"would've taken me forever to work that one out."

"let's get him in the booth. the trunk."

"we're both in a shitload of trouble."

"what?! then who the fuck are you?!"

#rp memes #roleplay memes #sentence starters #rp starters #roleplay starters #rp sentences #[ category: tv series.]

[skeletonapricationday]

SPICY DAVID HEADCANNONS

I have not found any smut related thing to this man, and to me that is a crime. I carnaly desire him, I long, I pin for him. Gimme David smut. This is mainly for a female reader but feel free to ignore any gender related comments and enjoy regardless of your sex. Anyways I'm lazy so here's some Headcannons.

No titties, Itty bitties, or big ol' honkers he doesn't care. David has never been one to have a specific fetish or type for his partners body. Hell he's just happy someone like you wants to have sex with him. As long as he can bury his face into your chest while you fuck, regardless of wether he's pressing against a flat board or being muffled by your mounds, he's a happy camper.

David isn't one to shave often. He's always sporting some kind of bush down there, he loves nature afterall. His pubes don't worry or bother him since he doesn't grow alot of body hair in the first place. For hygienic reasons he does trim, working in the sun all day does make him sweat.

Once again David is all about nature! He doesn't care if you're all smooth like a baby's bottom or if you're Becky with the good hair, a meals a meal. He nearly cums when you cum, even without contact, so he does enjoy a good session of oral. Picking pubes out of his teeth later isn't a concern.

David surprisingly isn't much of a moaner. All those years of working as a camp consular has trained him to be quiet. He's used to thrusting into his hand while biting his bottom lip, keeping himself silent for the campers sake. This has turned him into a whimperer. He's all whines and hushed begging. Whenever he shoves his head into the crook of your neck during the heat of the moment, it's like being given a private concert.

Davy loves a good pet name. Call him sugar, sweetness, darling, or even pretty boy. He doesn't care. As long as it's a term of endearment it sends a pang to his heart and heat to his dick in the bedroom. Expect alot of silent pleads, he just wants to be called a good boy.

David is easy to have his feelings hurt. Pretty please be nice to him! Degradation just isn't his thing. He would always try for his partners sake, if that's your thing, but he doesn't enjoy it. Being called a hurtful thing just makes him wanna cry. It's even worse if you request he do it. You remember what happened when he last pretended to be tough. This doesn't mean he's utterly vanilla though.

Overstimulate him. Oh does he adore becoming a whiny mess. As long as you warn him before hand that you're going to do it, he's down. He especially loves when you claw the amount of times he's cum into his back (be careful with your marks though, yall don't need any nosy campers asking questions. Always keep it under the shirt.) David has been extremely sexually repressed throughout his life, he's got plenty in the tank to spare.

David's libido isn't insanely high. He'd much more enjoy a sweet picnic, or a romantic hike in the woods compared to sex. He'd never reject it though. This does mean most of your sexual ednevours will have to be initiated by you. You learn pretty quickly as long as the area is clear he's down to bone, so it isn't much of a problem. Just crawl in his lap late at night while all the campers lay asleep, and it is on like Donkey Kong!

David surprisingly doesn't do porn. He's always had an overactive imagination. Who needs adult entertainment when you have the perfect titties in your mind? Better yet, who needs porn when he has you? You learned this by asking about his porn taste, only to find out he doesn't have one. He does do strippers on the other hand, you learned this before you were in a relationship. Having to drag his drunk ass home from Muffin Tops.

Thighs, utterly delectable. Wiggle your thighs at him and his mind goes south. He just can't help it, they're tempting him. Especially in those little shorts (as long as he ignores the sexist implications of the women's camp consular uniform) he can't help but stare. Expect alot of thigh grabs, thigh hugs, and small little hickies hidden on the inside of your thighs. Delcious~

His favorite sex positions are the ones where you have to be close, which means any positon. He'll find a way to make it work. Riding him while pressing your forehead to his, a mating press with his face hidden in your shoulder, doggy as he pants against your back, spooning while he's inside you. As long as he can work his way near you, and I mean really near you, it's his favorite. He especially enjoys a nice romantic night of missionary since he can see your face, kiss you whenever he pleases, and when you lock your ankles behind his back it feels like heaven.

He's such a sweet boy. He may be on top of you, fucking into you in a dominant position but he's a bottom. No matter how you have sex, you're the one in control. Feel free to swap the position or flip him over and rock his world. He doesn't mind it, whatever you say goes. He loves when you're really dominant, those nights where you're beyond frustrated from bratty campers are his favorite.

David preens when you mark him. It does sadden him that due to the nature of his job you can't mark him more, but it's understandable. He'll take whatever he can get. Scratch marks down his back, check. Hickies hidden on his chest, check. Bitemarks on his thighs, for sure check. Mane him however you please, just keep it under his clothes.

I adore this man. Obviously love him. Keep your eyes out for an actual smut shot, or even normal one shots. I just want my little work husband.

#David #david camp camp #david campbell #camp camp #fanfiction #david x reader #camp camp david x reader #camp camp david #headcannons #camp camp headcanons #david camp camp headcannons #smutty headcannons #smut #smut headcanons #spicy headcanons #i'm just spicy and you're boring #fanfic #fanfic readers #fypage #x reader #x female reader #david camp camp smut #lmao #lol #god i just want him #5 minutes and i could change his life #I'd be his sugar mommy #even though im broke

[rnisa]

Hey! Mind doing headcanons of wammy boys + light (pre death note/au without the death note because that light/kira is dead to me 💀) on what their type of s/o would be? Thank you and have a wonderful day 💝💝💝

Hi there lovely Anon! Yes, I would LOVE to. Let's bury Kira!Light together. Please note that I headcanon every character in the series as bisexual so these are meant to be gender-neutral. However, you can headcanon them however you like, and have fun within your own imagination. The more people who can enjoy my work, the better!

What Type of S/O Light and the Wammy Boys Could Have - AU where there is no Death Note

Light Yagami

★ This could definitely just be me projecting, but I can see Light being attracted to someone very different from himself, the "norm", or what you'd expect. He seems relatively bored with his life as a teenager, kind of as if he's maxed out on a video game and everything feels too easy. He's definitely a manwhore and dates around a lot, but hasn't really had a serious relationship. He never had a serious partner throughout school; his dates were just for fun or to pass the time. In university, Light begins to date Kiyomi. Because objectively together...they make sense. They look good together. But Light's interest in her was minimal. Once he realized she was "all or nothing" and Light was losing interest, he split things off amicably pretty fast.

★ I can see Light being drawn to someone...strange and unusual. Honestly, this is going to sound weird but without the Death Note I can definitely see him at least very attracted to her appearance given how she stands out (but in this AU, they never meet.) Light strikes me as the type who would want someone interesting and different from the norm. "Annoyed to Lovers" is very fitting, he'd be annoyed, maybe a bit put-off from someone who is loud and without shame, but he would find these traits endearing over time. You don't need to be a genius but you do need to be intelligent and able to have serious discussions with him. If you can't keep up with him or at least try to (and succeed, he's not the most patient but at the same time he is above average) he won't want you.

★Light is attracted to someone who can challenge him. He's not used to someone who talks back to him really, and at first he finds it annoying but it quickly becomes a turn-on when someone does...of course, that'll only make him want to 'put you in your place' all the more. He's had enough of people who swoon over him and come to him so easily. Someone overly emotional, stubborn, tough and strong would balance him out well. As much as he's turned on by you talking back to him, he would cherish the moments he's able to push you into a more submissive state. He's a brat tamer. There would be arguments, but they are resolved. He does have a thing for a traditional relationship so no matter your gender, he wants you at home, looking cute and sexy when he returns from work for the day.

L Lawliet

★This might be an unpopular opinion but I can see L as the most versatile one when it comes to his tastes. At the core, L wants someone who is nice, and kind. He's worked on some awful crimes, seen the very worst of people...the poor guy's exhausted. He's also not in any position to be dating around much, and the lack of experience means he does not really have a whole lot to go off of. While he would love the comfort of a partner, he at times thinks he can't possibly have a relationship. In his mind, he can't give most people the average life they want, a "normal" life. To be with L you do need to compromise a lot, and essentially alter your entire way of living to fit into his. This isn't for everybody, and he understands that. ★All this being said, L of course, has standards. But out of every character you've requested for, I can see him being the most open minded, having more types. It's not because he doesn't have many chance to meet people so he'd take what he could get - ABSOLUTELY NOT. It's just that he doesn't have very many preferences due to the lacking of experience. He will be drawn to a warm person, full of life, with a generally positive disposition. I can't really explain it but if there is a natural sort of chemistry there, it will happen. Someone who stays with him and keeps him company, your presence is enough. You couldn't be overtly meek or shy, as a relationship probably wouldn't take off at all. You need to be the one who takes charge and makes the first initial moves.

★ You don't need to be a genius to be with him either, but again, you cannot be shallow and willfully ignorant to the world around you.

Near

★ Like L, Near would be difficult. It's really hard to say what would be his type.

★ Again, probably me projecting but I can genuinely see Near connecting a lot and having many online friends. He's easily able to mask his online appearance and do things safely under varying pseudonyms. I don't know why I HC Near as a gamer so much, but it's just pretty funny to me. I don't think it's too far fetched but I'm sure that's not for everyone...

★ Going with that headcanon, Near would most definitely be able to socialize in games. I do think he has a circle of friends he regularly games and chats with, when he's not working. Rester and Lidner are very supportive of this since it gives them a break helps to broaden his social skills. In this scenario, Near could become attracted to someone purely for their mind. He wouldn't realize it at first, but slowly he'd talk with a certain someone every day, even when he isn't up for gaming. One day he doesn't hear for you, and he is surprised. You must be busy. Day two, you haven't appeared online. Now he's worried. After day three he's already sad and tries to find a way to ask Rester about this. As smart as he is, Rester definitely figures out that Near loves someone before he does. It's at this point once you finally come back and apologize for being away, "Sorry, life got busy!" , you realize Near's...passive clinginess. Uh oh.

★ I think many people he'd interact with online would mostly find him annoying. But, those who are patient with him and able to take the time to understand him would find that he is just incredibly "sheltered", and, once they got to know him, he would have a strong support circle. He develops feelings for you because you form a bond. You obviously wouldn't have much in common besides gaming, but you are essentially one of Near's gateways to the outside world. Youre watching a new show and tell him about it? Near's already on episode two. You just got Animal Crossing and you're playing it with all your friends? Near buys it, just to have another way to connect with you. You talk, share each others thoughts and feelings. He learns what your dreams are, what you want. He knows a lot about you, but you know very little about him which becomes frustrating to you.

SO it's hard for me to say when it comes to Near, again due to lack of experience. I don't know what his type would be but he has the capacity to form a deeper bond with very few. You need to be patient and persistent.

Mello

Thank God, an easy one.

★ Mello is a bit toxic in my HC? Like he's done some rude shit. He's pretty annoying and you need to be mentally and emotionally strong because there will be plenty of arguments.

★ I think his type is on the surface, a bit superficial. Depending on what you are he's all for big tits/big dick/fat fuckin' ass. He doesn't want someone who traded in their brains for beauty, but he is definitely the most visually inclined here of them all. Mello's type would be someone who can be tough...but not as tough as him. He's definitely more into the high maintenance type, and he's not sure why. He's attracted to those who take care of themselves physically, from looking good to always cleaning up and always dressed nice.

Beyond Birthday lmao the gif

★ B has a type in my HC: people that are completely put off by him. For some reason, it gets him off when he's able to make someone uncomfortable and confused with his actions. He likes their reactions (usually of disgust). B is more interested in the innocent, naïve, curious type. He is a great actor, and I'd like to think he has plenty of experience. He has little sense of self/is constantly in an identity crisis, so I feel he tries out a "new" personality each time he's interested in someone new. He'd spend time stalking them and finding out what they look for in a partner, and become that, for a short while. He's drawn to interesting and mysterious people, what he thinks "interesting" is essentially anyone who deviates from the norm, in some way. I do think he's one of the more sexually-inclined people in this list, I could see him meeting someone just as uhm...what's a nice word for fucked up... as he is through some kind of online fe tish site, and building a relationship purely based from a BDSM agreement. I could go into detail on another post but I'm going to try to keep this one relatively tame.

If he was genuinely in love, and with the right partner who he's able to open up to and talk with, I do believe he could have gotten help before committing murder. B has a lot of issues to unpack and requires legitimate professional help, therapy, even short-term hospitalization. But I do think there could have been a chance. BUT , there wasn't a chance, and this didn't happen. So B would not divulge the true and honest inner workings of his mind to you. It's unfortunate, but if you date during or after (AU he doesn't attempt to cancel his subscription to life and is never caught, continuing to carry out murders just to fuck with L? Or if he somehow managed to avoid his triple life sentences and get out of prison?) you would essentially be dating a monster in disguise. Literally.

#death note x reader #light yagami #l lawliet #near death note #mello death note #light yagami x reader #l lawliet x reader #near x reader #mello x reader #nate river #mihael keehl #beyond birthday #beyond birthday x reader #bb death note #death note

[t0yac1d]

Ocean Eyes (C.Grimes x F!Reader)

Summary: Ocean eyes, they're eyes you can get lost in. And both you and Carl have that habit of getting lost in each other's eyes.

Warnings: Spoilers (?)

Word Count: 1,094

I've been watchin' you for some time 

At first it was a glance, your eyes were just scanning the room but that glance turned into a longing stare. That was until Carl looked back at you, catching you off guard. He smiled and chuckled at you as your eyes frantically looked anywhere else besides him. 

Can't stop starin' at those ocean eyes 

But as hard as you tried to keep your eyes away from his you just couldn't. They were so pretty. 

Burning cities and napalm skies 

He made his way up to you, the corner of his lips meeting his eyes from how hard he was smiling. 

Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes

His eyes, they were all you could look at as he spoke to you, all you could really focus on. 

Your ocean eyes

How could eyes that have seen the worst things possible, from the death of others to killing some, still be so beautiful and innocent. 

No fair...

Although you were barely listening he still spoke to you, he knew you weren't really focused on his words right now but can he really blame you? 

You really know how to make me cry, when you gimme those ocean eyes

You mind came back to you, now listening to what he was talking about. You softly smiled at him, he was adorable, he's seen too much happen, too much death and yet he's still smiling, still acting like how a kid would at a party. 

I'm scared...

You admired that, admired how he can conceal it all, admired how he can still push through things no matter how bad the situation was. It was one of the things that made you fall for him. 

I've never fallen from quite this high, fallin' into your ocean eyes 

His eyes were the other, so calm yet so bold. So promising, protecting, honest and trustworthy. 

Those ocean eyes 

You knew you'd make the right choice in dating the Grimes boy.

I've been walkin' through a world gone blind 

I can't stop thinking about her, can't stop thinking about that beautiful face. Especially her way of thinking, and how closed off she was. It made her even more interesting and makes me that much more intrigued. 

Can't stop thinkin' of your diamond mind 

So tough, hard to get into. Her mind is so closed off, so barricaded, she doesn't let anyone know what's going on in there and no one would ever find out unless she let's them. It's fascinating, I don't think I've ever met anyone like her. 

Careful creature made friends with time 

She arrived at Alexandria a few weeks after we did, she was so much more closed off during those weeks, not trusting anyone fully, not staying long during conversations. But soon, she started opening up, words couldn't express how happy I was for her to trust us- to trust me and to confide especially in me. 

She told me everything, ever since that party we've become inseparable. She told me about the groups she was once with, her family, how she managed. 

He left her lonely with a diamond mind 

And a guy she once trusted so much she spilt everything to- like how she's doing right now. How he took advantage of that and took advantage of her hurt and fragile mind, making it much worse. She explained that's how she became so closed off and apologized for not only seeming like she didn't want anything to do with the place or people but for also pouring her heart out. 

She teared up as she did so I hugged her, told her it was okay, that I'm proud of her for trusting me enough to tell me everything. 

And those ocean eyes..

I looked him in the eyes, the same way I first did at the welcoming party. God, he could turn his back on me and betray me yet here I am pouring my heart out to him like I've known him all my life. 

No fair, you really know how to make me cry when you gimme those ocean eyes 

I let the tears out, leaning into him and holding him close, I know he would never hurt me, that he would do anything for me, that he loves me. 

I'm scared...

Bur what if this doesn't end well, what if he does turn his back on me and use everything he knows against me. 

I've never fallen from quite this high 

She backed up, wiping her eyes with her sleeve, she looked up at me, and God did she look as beautiful as the day I met her. 

Fallin' into your ocean eyes 

Since day one, there was another thing I noticed about her besides her beauty and her mind. It was her eyes, so deep and rich, looking at them makes me feel at ease, makes me feel like everything's going to be okay and that everything is okay. 

They were as deep as the ocean, I could stare at them for however long I want to and try looking away, but I can't. I don't want to come back up for breath. I could drown in these beautiful, astonishing, caring eyes and I wouldn't care. 

As long as they were hers I wouldn't mind anything. 

Those ocean eyes 

She leaned close to me, slow enough for me to react in case I don't want to kiss her. But I won't back away, I've been waiting for this. I had a feeling about her, a feeling that I would want this girl in my life forever. 

I closed the gap between us and I could feel all my worries disappear. Even though I didn't want to I had to break it. I rested my forehead on hers and was the first to speak, "Do you, maybe, want to go out?" She looked at me for a moment, eyes scanning mine for any hint of a joke. 

I've never fallen from quite this high 

She nodded her head, nervously. 

Fallin' into your ocean eyes 

I smiled at her, and brought her into a loving hug. "I promise- no, I swear to make you feel like the most special and loved girl here." I smiled, kissing her once again. 

"You sure?" She timidly asked, I frantically nodded my head. 

Those ocean eyes...

"Cross my heart and hope to die." He swore, crossing his heart. I guess this is the universe's way of making up for the apocalypse and fallen members. Just one step at a time.

#fluff #i love him #twd x reader #carl grimes #twd carl #ocean eyes #song prompt #carl grimes x you #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes x reader #his eyes #blue eyes

[imagine--if]

could you maybe do dating arisu ryohei hc?? love your blog💗💗

A/N: Thank you 🥰️ of course I can!! Enjoy reading 🧡 I'm gonna be getting back on track with answering more of your AIB requests that came in when my inbox was open, so look out for that!

🧡 Dating Arisu Includes… 🧡

🧡• Okay, this guy's a sweetheart. That's these headcanons in a nutshell 🥰️

🧡• You probably met and ended up helping out Arisu through a game, and if you're a quick thinker like he is and pretty much finish each other's sentences to win and end the game as quickly and safely as possible, that one game is basically all you need to start talking and having each other's back during other games too. Once he starts hanging around and understanding someone, they're in his group of friends that have sort of formed during your stay in the borderlands, and it just works 🙂

🧡• Once you're his friend, which happens fairly quickly, there's that mutual trust and understanding for each other that just happens?? I don't really know how to explain it, but you've seen how he is, and how he cries over people's deaths that he didn't even really know very well 🥲 soft boy 10000%

🧡• Arisu's very caring and earnest, he's got a good heart even though he gets scared sometimes and focuses on survival. But you two very quickly become partners in and out of games, start talking about things you have in common, like certain computer games... and yeah, he gets attached pretty quickly 😊

🧡• It's small things like holding each other's hands so you won't lose each other during a tough round to ending up not letting go once it's over with. Chishiya gives his smug smirk and raises his brows slightly as he looks away... which is his way of saying everything without saying anything 😏

🧡• Everyone just unspokenly knows that you two are together even before Arisu and you end up talking one night about what you want to do when you make it out of the Borderlands, what there is to go back to, and he blurts out that he needs to make sure you two will stick together after it all and make notes or something for us to find if we end up not remembering anything 🥺️

🧡• It's one of those cliche starry backgrounds on the rooftop of some high-up building in the Borderlands where you're like "You want to stick with me afterwards?" and he looks you straight in the eye and says "I can't imagine it any other way," and a second later he ends up kissing you in the softest way possible 😍 aaghh

🧡• If you couldn't be any more attached to the hip before then, well, somehow Arisu manages to go beyond that. He may be protective of his friends, but the second that Niragi gets too close or Chishiya tries making you a part of his more selfish plans, Arisu's pushing you behind him and telling them to back off. Or on one of the very rare occasions you two get separated or go to different games, he'll be checking all over for injuries and wanting to know every little thing that happened 😵 someone calm him down pleeaase

🧡• He can be extremely affectionate when you're in a safe or calmer space, particularly when there aren't too many people around. The both of you comfort and understand each other, and it gives Arisu that bit more hope and love to push on until all the games are through and you can make a proper life together... he's such a romantic and doesn't realise it until you 🥰️

🧡• I've said it already but Arisu is just such a sweetheart and always puts you before himself. He really likes you two working as a team and doing things together, being able to guess each other's actions and thought process with a glance. You're that close and honest and caring couple with the relationship that everybody wants to have, and its so sweet, he'd literally die for you 🥲

🧡• So when you finally make it out of that twisted world, expect the clinginess and playing video games late into the night and having the most loving relationship ever, because Arisu is honestly the best boyfriend material 💛

#arisu alice in borderland #arisu x reader #arisu x you #arisu ryohei #ryohei arisu #aib arisu #aib x reader #alice in borderland x you #alice in borderland #imawa no kuni no arisu #alice in borderland season 2 #aib season 2 #aib s2 #aib spoilers #alice in borderland imagines #alice in borderland manga #alice in borderland s2 #alice in borderland chishiya #aib headcanons #aib #aib chishiya #chishiya shuntaro

[slashingdisneypasta]

Alright, Toon Patrol in a fairy tale environment. Here we go!

In this world, I guess either the toons take the place of the fairy tale characters and have their own stories (like Bugs Bunny would be 'The Clever Hare', Popeye could be 'The Iron Sailor' or something, etc). Either that, or the toons are in the medieval time period.

In the Toon Patrols case, they are a group of misfit bandits. They don't have specific territory since they can go anywhere- and they do go everywhere. They attack unsuspecting travelers, royal carriages, etc. They're so notorious, you can find wanted posters for each of them posted in towns and taverns.

Smartass is, of course, the leader. Rumor has it that he was spurned by a royal lover, and that has led to his spite for the upper class (totally not a reference to my divorcee HC).

Greasy is the amorous one. Pretty ladies are in danger of his wandering eye and hands in this AU too. You can always rely on Greasy to get a handful of women they rob. He is also the bandit most often found in pubs on his own.

Wheezy is the- well, the archer in this AU since guns wouldn't be a thing back then XD just because you can't see him, doesn't mean he doesn't have his eye on you; anybody that manages to run away from the other weasels are at risk if getting an arrow in the leg- or worse, depending on whether or not they're 'disposable'.

Psycho is the lunatic who never should have been given knives. Faster and much more animalistic than his teammates, you don't want this nutter chasing you down in the forest.

Stupid is the strongest of them all, and is often tasked with carrying the heaviest loot and/or the camping equipment while they're on the move.

Eventually, when the old king died and was replaced by a mysterious man by the name of Doom, the new king decided to use the renegade weasels and made an arrangement with them; he would clear their names and ensure they would never be arrested for their crimes, if they worked for him. Seeing this as a once in a life time opportunity, the weasels accepted.

I'm indecisive on whether or not they join Dooms guard, or if they remain as bandits and are simply rebranded to a more 'lawful' term. But either way, they give Doom information they get from their victims, and do the occasional job he gives them.

This one I'm gonna leave S/O headcannon free since sleep is finally catching up to me XD I'll let you fill that in if you want ^^ i hope you like these!

Bandit!Greasy:

Alright so it is almost 1.30 am so I hope this is coherent XD But um- this is gonna be clunky. Because-

TOON PATROL

IN A F A I R Y T A L E AU???

This is something I trust didn't know I needed so bad, I-

AGHH.

XD

I L O V E THIS IDEA. Even without the weasels this is absolutely a fairytale I would read!! A corrupt King with evil little known-criminal minions? It reminds me if Scar and the Hyenas while he was King! I wish they had shown us more of that time 😅😅

Omg!- I would love if they were like evil corrupt knights omg XD You know I love that kinda thing 😅😅😅 But both ideas are great, I just love the concept as a whole XD

AS IT HAPPENS, I DO WANNA FILL IN THE X READER STUFF, YES. I hope you like these 😅 They're all set before Doom becomes King, I think 🤔

~

Bandit!Smartass x Random Background Villager!Reader who's tough, rational and level headed. She is the only woman Smartass acknowledges as a lady?? Despite no real fairytale role or happy ending afforded to her?? She's just a washmaid??? But she's low-key, and he likes that. No fairytale ending means no drama. And- he just likes her. Genuinely. They argue like an old married couple and the Toon Patrol Bandits always seem to stop by her village by 'coincidence', and everyone knows its just a matter of time.

-or circumstance. When Y/N's village becomes a target for a raging dragon maybe Smartass will... you know... face his issues with love and realise that Y/N is Not Like That? She wouldn't hurt him, or she's just Worth It, and steals a carriage+leaves the rest of the weasels behind wherever they were when he hears in order to get there for her.

Bandit!Wheezy x Wicked Witch!Reader who hates people *cough* except him. Yes, she's one of those crazy ones who like to curse villages, eat children and take princesses hostage when she's bored. She's kindof wacky. But Wheezy has come to just really... like her? Like hanging with her? They click???? She's nuts and actually out of her mind and truly freaky, kinda weird looking with her gross hair and soot on her face and rags covering her body; completely uncivilised. But? He? Loves her?? She's funny and she's cute in a mangy-dog sorta way, and she doesn't mind he's gross himself. He doesnt know about telling her his feelings,.. the crazy bat might try to set something on fire from shock,.. but he knows it and that's all that really matters.

Until a king sends his guard to come and execute her for her crimes against the crown (she... might have... perhaps... turned the queen into a chicken) and it becomes very obvious Wheezy's butt-fuck in love with her when he refuses to get out from between her and the pack of guards.

Bandit!Psycho x Sleeping Curse!Reader who is, obviously, asleep when the Toon Patrol Bandits come across her in the forest. Most of the weasels are uniterested in the sleeping woman and move on, but Psycho is immediately intrigued, feeling instinctually close to this snoozy female laying like a corpse in the woods. This is his mistake, but its also how the story is written (fate), so I guess he cant really be blamed. He doesn't know why... but he's drawn to her, staring at her and watching her sleep. He can not figure out why, but he just... has... to stay...

And now...

He's getting...

Sleepy...

Psycho is drawn into the curse with her, standing over her body dead asleep like a stone guard until the day that Prince comes along, and kisses her- and he is jolted awake instead.

Turns out, the princess had been put to sleep by her parents a long time ago. It was an effort to keep her safe- the idea was that she would sleep, blissfully unaware of the dangerous world around her, until the right person came along to protect her; then she would be allowed to live, because she would have her guard. Different worthy men would be drawn into her sleep with her so that they couldn't get away before proving themselves or not, and when a threat (a foolhardy prince attempting to have what wasn't his to take) came along, they would wake before her and if she woke up then that would mean that he had gotten rid of the scoundrel- and she was safe in his care.

Psycho is the only one in a thousand years, who protected her.

Bandit!Greasy x Hag!Reader and Greasy is just... enamoured with her. Completely besotted. Smitten. No one knows why; she's so ugly. Has she spelled him? But no, she seems just as confused as everyone else!... Maybe Grease is just a freak?

This goes on for a few months- Hag!Reader tries to go about their sad unloved life, trying to ignore and forget the odd bandit that's surely maming fun of her, and Greasy keeps seeking her out and being kind to her!; giving her food, shelter, and gifts! He compliments her, too, says her dirty smudged skin makes him wanna sin and her sunken eyes spell him to think dirty things that make her head spin!... He never once ignores her flaws or tells her she's prettier than she is- he seems to get off on them, instead!

... Greasy may never admit that its because he had a premonition that he and her were meant to be, the day he first saw her on the street. No one knows he can do that, and they can't because seers are often killed for their gifts- but he can do everything else in his power to convince her he loves her. He wants her.

And he will. For as long as he lives.

Bandit!Stupid x Princess!Reader. It's a classic story; Reader is approached by all kinds of princes and noblemen from around the world asking to marry her but she loves the sweet bandit she met. He's the only one she wants.

... except Stupid doesn't know that 😅 He thinks he's just lucky when they keep running into her carriage (travelling through known toon patrol territory) to stop and rob, and he gets to see her again. He thinks its lucky, that she always has just enough gold to please them. He thinks it's lucky, that she's so kind and understanding about them 'robbing' her.

She won't tell him, though. She's happy to get herself robbed every week just to see him (she's got the riches, so why not?). This way they can be friends, and she doesn't upend his life which being with a princess would do. If she has to go down in history as the strict Queen that never married, that's okay. Maybe one day lobg after she's dust, someone will decode her journal; figure out her love story with the sweet, dumb bandit.

But its okay if they don't.

#i hope pyscho's is coherent!! #i wanted to put a twist on thr usual sleeping beauty storyline but it was 2.30 am so... 😅😅😅 #again- thank you so much for this ask!! #sorry it took so long to respond to ):

[mystic-hysteria]

Get to Know You: Sims Style

Thank you @bunnybananasims for the tag! I really do love doing these types of posts hehe.

What’s your favorite Sims death?

Hmm, I like the burn-up in the sun death for vampires. Although it never has happened once in my game, I do like how dramatic it is.

Alpha CC or Maxis Match?

Maxis Match for sure.

Do you cheat your Sims' weight?

Nope. If they roll the want to work out, or automatically do so, I guess they can become fit. Other than that, I couldn't care less.

Do you move objects?

All the time. I dunno why, but I create the buggiest lots sometimes, so uh, some intervention is needed.

Favorite Mod?

This one's a tough one! If I had to choose one mod I can't live without it has to be ACR. Without it the game's so dull I think.

First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack?

Haha! It was Supernatural for TS3.

Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing?

Neither? I pronounce it LIVE mode.

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

My in-game born Ray Cooke.

That's the only HQ photo I have of him but it's so outdated I'm sorry! He's the son of Rainelle Neengia andJulien Cooke's son, and Stella Terrano. He's so cute if I do say so myself.

Have you made a Simself?

Never. Weird I know.

Which is your favorite EA hair color?

Brunette? Yeah, Brunette.

Favorite EA hair?

Ripp's hair. It's just nice!

Favorite life stage?

Teen / Adult

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

Gameplay... Building is a means to an end for me.

How has your “Sims style” changed throughout your years of playing?

It depends on what CC I was using at the time. When I first started playing TS2, I only cared for hairs and clothes. I also had mismatched hair systems.

As you can see, poppet with simgaroop with god knows what else. My defaults also didn't match!

I call this stage of my simming career trying to find my style. I tried different hair systems and different CC styles. I have a dedicated PV-ST hood with only true maxis match CC.

This is when I about settled for Dreadpirate's Pitstop skins and Simgaroop hairs. I also started using face details (?) like wrinkles, shadows, and shapers. It really was a game-changer.

Some of my most recent pics. Although I changed hair systems again, this time to Trotylka's Remi hair system, it pretty much is the same. Feels nice to settle on one thing and stick to it.

Who’s your favorite CC creator?

Oooh I have lots, but the top of my head I can list @moocha-muses @deedee-sims @pforestsims @lucilla-sims @mdpthatsme and so so many more. My game thanks every single CC creator out there.

How long have you had Simblr?

I have no idea. I used to be active on @hystericallytragicsimmer before, so I don't know if that counts as well. I'd say 2018-2019ish/

How do you edit your pictures?

Photoshop :)

What expansion / game pack is your favorite?

I'll say one for each game:

Ts2: Seasons / Ikea Stuff

TS3: Supernatural / uh i don't know

TS4: City Living / Vampires

As for tags, tag yourselves lads :)

[radiant-reid]

would love to know what kind of life you think spencer would have if he wasn't in the BAU (like in an alternate universe)! e.g. his career, friends, family life, etc (love ur posts btw heheh)

oo this is such tough one and i know he talked about having some random imagined future as a farmer in the show ?? but that's not here

career: the easy answer is engineering but engineering dudes and the new finance bros, ew. I can't imagine an alternate universe where he's not rich, but i don't think he would have gotten rich from tech. i can't see him as an entrepreneur either but maybe he would have started a business ?? also, teaching, i think he's too smart to be a professor all his life. and we'll hope he never finds a cure for something because he might ✨ disappear ✨ the things i can see him doing;

-medicine, because he loves helping people out -law, probably starting with criminal defense because i don't think he could be part of an unfair prosecution team but then if he ever had to defend someone he thought was guilty, i think he'd switch to medical malpractice suits, environmental, and immigration. i don't think he'd be able to do it for too long so i think he'd eventually become a judge because he's quite smart - maybe controversial but politics (hey, president Reid) because he's smart and honest so he'd be better than 98% of politicians out there. - once he has money, i definitely think he would have founded a charity

location: i just cannot see him living on the west coast. and i know he's from las vegas, but i can't see him living somewhere hot either, idk he screams snow at winter to me. dc or boston make sense to, maybe nyc or chicago for a little bit when he's in his 20s. when he has kids and gets married, i think somewhere outside of a city, hopefully Potomac MD since i'm convinced it's the nicest place in the country. wherever he lives, he has a very nice house worth at least a few million as well as other property like an apartment somewhere he goes for work and a lake house

family life: i think about this a lot. he'd definitely be married and have 3 or 4 kids, but i'm not sure the order of gender. GG twins, B, G could be a winner or G, BG twins, G. whatever it is, more girls than boys (if not all girls) and i'd really love to see him with twins. i also think they'd be pretty close in age and he would have taken some time away from work when they were little. private school (international if they'd like), a nanny who can speak another language to them so they're bi-if not multi-lingual, international travel, ivy colleges, trust funds. lots of luxury but he's very careful to teach them their privalage

wealth not a private jet (he's environmentally conscious) but first class always. he invests in lots of start-ups, particularly medical ones, and stocks, and founded a charity. he doesn't flaunt his wealth but i think he has lots of designer clothing, and because he's so wealthy he mostly buys from eco-friendly shops for things like socks when he could get cheaper ones from Walmart. loves to spoil people, his wife has a very pricey engagement, nice jewelry, birkins, nice cars, the kids get everything on their birthday/Christmas lists, their house has elegant art and furniture

friends a lot, some from work but probably more from outside of work. especially once he comes out of his shell as an adult and because i think his wife would be an extrovert who quickly discovered her dorky boyfriend could charm people and contribute in just about any conversation

#i'd love to know what y'all think his au job would be #spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid headcanon #cate's soapbox

[broadway-feferi]

all because of her crush on that jade human her poor lowblood though sollux or somefin tried to warn her waterever its a win either way for me lyrics under the cut btw wrote em myshellf

Jade:

thank you for saving me!

what’s your name?

Feferi:

Oh glub, um, I’m Feferi!

Jade:

feferi? how cute!

well, thank you feferi!

Feferi:

Come on Fef, this is so not like you!

I mean, she was, really, pretty…

But that’s not the point!

Oh, this is a bad idea…

Meenah:

My dear, sweet Feferi, that's what I

do! It's what I live for! To help

unfortunate fishfolk like yourself.

Poor souls with no one else to turn to

I admit that in the

past I've been a nasty

They weren't kidding when

they called me, well, a bitch

But you'll find that nowadays

I've mended all my ways

Repented, seen the

light, and made a switch

True? Yeah

And I fortunately know some uncommon sense

It's a talent that I

always have possessed

And here lately, please don't laugh

I use it on behalf

Of the miserable, lonely

and depressed (Pathetic)

Poor unfortunate souls

In pain

In need

Tuna longing to be saner

Kankri wants to get the girl

And do I help them?

Yes, indeed

Those poor unfortunate souls

So sad

So true

They come flocking to my kingdom

Crying, "Save me, Meenah, please!"

And I help them?

Yes, I do

Now it's happened once or twice

Someone couldn't pay the price

And I'm afraid I had to

rake 'em 'cross the coals

Yes, I've had the odd complaint

But on the whole, I've been a saint

To those poor unfortunate souls

Meenah:

Now, here's the deal: I’ll make you a

potion that’ll turn you into a human

for three days. Got that? Three days.

Now, listen. This is important: before

the sun sets on the third day, you've

got to get ol' jadey to fall in love

with ya, that is, she's gotta kiss

ya; not just any kiss, the kiss of

True Love. If she does kiss you before

the sun sets on the third day,

you'll remain human permanently!

But, if she doesn't, you turn back into

a troll and... you’ll be culled by me!

Sollux:

No, Feferi!

Meenah:

Have we got a deal?

Feferi:

If I become human, I'll never be

with my fronds or lusus again

Meenah:

That's right

But, you'll have your human. Life's

full of tough choices, innit? 

Oh! And there is one more thing! 

We haven't discussed the subject of payment!

You can't get something for nothing ya know

Feferi:

But I don't have any-

Meenah:

I'm not asking much. Just a

token, really! A trifle!

You not gonna miss it

What I want from you is... your throne

Feferi:

My throne?

Meenah:

You've got it, sweet cakes. 

I’ll be the heiress, and you’ll be human

Feferi:

But what about the wrigglers? How can I -

Meenah:

You'll have your land dwellers! 

Your human Jade! So there’s no need 

To worry about those stupid lowbloods! Ha!

The fish up there don't

like a lot of glubbin’

They think a gal who worries is a bore

Yes, on land, it's much preferred

for ladies not to say a word

about the environment, the 

homeless, or the poor?

Come on, they're not all that

impressed with conversation

True “activists” avoid it when they can

But they dote and swoon and fawn

On a lady who's withdrawn

It's she who holds her

tongue who gets humans

Come on, you poor unfortunate soul

Go ahead

Make your choice

I'm a very busy woman

And I haven't got all day

It won't cost much

Just your throne

You poor unfortunate soul

It's sad

But true

If you want to cross

the bridge, my sweet

You've got to pay the toll

Take a gulp and take a breath

And go ahead and sign the scroll

(Look here Serkets, now I've got her, y’all)

The boss is on a roll

This poor unfortunate soul

#broadway feferi #homestuck #broadwaystuck #feferi peixes #feferi homestuck #broadway meenah #meenah peixes #convivialChameleon #(i loved working with y'all!)

[a-tale-of-legends]

There's no doubt in my mind that the protags are often compared to the previous champion once they gain the title, regardless of who that champion was. But I do think that the Sinnoh and Galar ones have it the worst.

Cynthia is constantly treated as this major threat by the fandom. In game maybe less so, but I wouldn't be surprised if people thought of Cynthia as The Cynthia, you know. So here comes this kid, an 11 year old I must add, who just takes up Cynthia's title? Impossible, there must have been a fluke! Or better yet, Cynthia went easy on her, there's no way someone like Danica would become champion, right? I don't think in the early years of Danica's champion reign she ever really noticed these comments. They weren't exactly the majority and for the most part Danica was living her best life, battling others, training pokemon, gaining an interest in baking. But it's when she gets a little older she actually starts to hear these things said about her. About how she's an imposter. A mere shadow of what Cynthia was. I think that got her really depressed for a while, honestly. Which sucks bc this girl loves battling. Being champion was something she earned and loved, but that small majority just made it so hard. However, I do think that Danica was able to overcome this. At least until Kiran went missing, since at that point she stepped down as Champion. Mostly to focus on finding Kiran, but I wouldn't be surprised if the girl was just tired.

Galar is a while other story, since we can really easily get a sense of how people could react to a champion. Again, while I believe - for the most part - the general public was happy that Naomi was their champion, you can't tell me that the transition from " The Unbeatable Champion Leon!" to " Naomi" isn't jarring to the more die hard fans. Again, like Cynthia, I wouldn't be surprised if some people called Naomi's victory a fluke, that she cheated somehow and that she should be dethroned as champion. Unlike Cynthia n Danica, I think this small majority is waaaay louder than what Sinnoh has to offer. Tabloids talking about Naomi, "analyzing" her battle with Leon, people picking apart everything she does ( mind you, she is just 15. A 15 year old with anxiety mind you). Leon and the rest of the league honestly do a good job at blocking this noise out, making Naomi's reign as champion as smooth as it possibly can be, but shits tough. Especially for Naomi who's still building her confidence as time goes on. Again, she has a large support system that makes things easier, and eventually she's able to not give a damn....most times. But the first year or so was. Rough. It does not help that she's a Chosen and has to deal with Chosen Shit. ( Though, the wolves also pull in their weight in making sure Naomi is feeling as good as she can be. Fogging up cameras is a signature move of theirs~)

Last thing before I end this off is that the most scrutiny that Kenji has faced was when he proposed the splitting of the league. Which, I mean, fair, that's pretty big and it wasn't surprising to hear people not be a fan of that. But I also think, in smaller doses, Kenji does get compared to Red a lot. I mean. Kid from small town that turned out to be a pokemon battling prodigy and single handedly defeated team rocket? Not hard to compare the two. And at first, it was something that Kenji loved. Red was his hero after all. But then he met Red. And then, after that, he grew up and started to do his own thing, make his own path. The phase " Wow, your just like Red!" started to lose its warmth. He didn't take offense to it! Just that it wasn't like how he was as a kid. And then the phrase turned into " Why can't you be more like Red?", mostly in the fact that Kenji was a very extroverted, energetic kid, while Red is " cool calm and collected". The phrase doesn't come up often, in fact it was pretty rare, but when it does, it hurts. Kenji is already dealing with his own self doubt as is, wanting to live up to what he assumes everyone's expectations of him, as well as ( as mean as this sounds) to be what Red couldn't. So to hear " why can't you be like Red", fucking hurts. Blue can attest to this, it's not fun. It's no fault of Red of course. Kenji knows that Red is just as hurt by the pedestal he's been placed on as Kenji is the one being compared to him. But it hurts. It's like what he's already doing isn't enough. Like he isn't enough. Why can't he be enough?

And yeah, that's some oc angst for yah!

#r rambles #legendverse #oc: naomi einar #oc: kenji hino #oc: danica yamamoto

[munamania]

abelia, daffodil, camellia, jasmine, nutmeg, 3, 12, 21, 37, 49 go crazy

tehehe let's go

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

i want to be that bitch but i hate having things touching me when they don't have to be. closest i got was a necklace i had on for several months but i snapped it over spring break :/ ig hopefully when i get a piercing i'll have that at least!

daffodil ⇢ do you have siblings? if yes, in what ways do you think you’re similar to or different from them?

yes i do! i have two older siblings. i've always been told i'm very similar to my brother, which i find sweet and heartbreaking cause he was in college before i was even like. conscious. i looked up to him so hard though so it makes sense. i have a similar like physicality to him too. i think we're all u know. a product of our upbringing. my brother has always been an artsy dude, always more of a radical thinker and funny and i've modeled my music taste after him for a large part of my life. he's a little more of a stiff now having like a family and a job but he is a freelancer so that's cool lol. my sister is hardcore like. she's disney adult not in an I can't forgive you way but it becomes a bit much very quickly. she and her husband are very Capitalism. she's also very much more likely to side with my dad on things or at least vouch for his perspective. so i think there's always been a bit more of a tough barrier between us. but i've still hung out with her and her husband a lot in the last several years

camellia ⇢ what were you like when you were younger? do you think you’ve changed a lot?

mm. i dont know that we wanna get into this <3 im the same im different every little girl i've ever been lives inside me idk who she was at the time idk if i know who she always was but we're all here and also i've changed so much in a year alone but i have a lot of the same um problems lol idk

jasmine ⇢ do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again?

i don't have a good answer for this other than i still havent rewatched dead poets society since november 2019.

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?

UGH um just once i would like to have a genuinely homey feeling room but something still feels off. i have some posters and i got lights but it still feels like. cold. idk!

3. do you leave the window open at night?

not rn but you know who does! peeta <3 during summer i like to yeah unless it's way too humid or something

12. what kind of day is it?

i was on a shoot today for someone's short film and it was really fun! i love working in film i love the crews i've worked with. i stepped in this GIANT puddle and my foot got so so so cold but luckily it was a moderately warm day out. otherwise im very tired and lacking motivation but um <3 we stay silly

21. something you’ve kept since childhood?

i have cards from when i was really little and a lot of notebooks and papers from like middle school containing plenty of bad fanfiction and notes passed between my friends and random written rps

37. someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

this one friend of mine who's like insane like i've almost cut her off several times. but we just don't talk a lot. and two of my other friends who are twins and are literally always a piece of my heart though it's been so long since we've really talked

49. can you skip rocks?

i used to be pretty okay at it as a kid now... idk i might flop <3 i'd still try though. sometimes i just liked to throw bigger rocks to see a splash

#asks #still using these as motivation um thanks for letting me just talk and talk and talk <3

[msmargaretmurry]

4, 6, 11 tnno (my favorite fic of all time ❤️)

awww thank you!! that's so lovely to hear! ❤️❤️❤️

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

i am cheating and picking two, a funny one and a feelings one:

“Dylan, please, no one respects your privacy,” says John. “This is Toronto.” -- sorry i think i am very funny and that this is still very funny

AND

“I love you and I want you in my life.” -- perhaps a bit of a predictable choice BUT it's really the theme of the whole thing, right? that the love is there is important, but the choosing to do the work to be with someone, to be part of their life, even when (especially when) it's hard or scary -- it really doesn't matter without that.

6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?

first of all, it's the first novel-length fic i ever finished, so it holds a special place in my heart for that reason. (71k would be a short novel but it still counts!!) also the process of writing it was SUCH a treat. i had two lovely friends alpha/beta-reading as i went and they were so supportive and enthusiastic that it just made the writing process really fun and joyful. i'm sure there were points at which i got a little stuck while writing it, but i honestly can't remember any of them now. the day i finished the first draft, i sent the last chunk of the story to them right before leaving for a weekend trip to meet both of them in hershey, pa, and they were very mad at me because they wanted to read it but we had so many activities to do 😂 the hershey bears got shut out which was a bummer but we went skating in the haunted old hockey rink and got ice cream sundaes at friendly's after the game and those parts were fantastic. this wound up being my last trip before everything went into lockdown for the pandemic and so all of it -- writing tnno and the weekend in hershey, which are inexorably linked in my head -- quickly took on a "that was a lifetime ago" kind of feeling and are now tinged with a kind of strange but sweet nostalgia for the beforetimes. it's very special to me for that reason, too.

11: What do you like best about this fic?

this is a tough one, but i think what i like best is how even as the conflict shifts and kind of morphs and takes on new points of contention as the story goes on, neither dylan nor connor is ever 100% in the wrong or 100% in the right. i often find conflicts that are "person A does bad thing to person B, has to fix it" kind of boring, and i think i did a pretty solid job of making both sides sympathetic at most moments -- for example, connor did the ghosting, which was shitty, but once we find out more about his feelings, he becomes (i hope/think) pretty sympathetic and even understandable; dylan is the one who was directly hurt by connor, and he deserves time and space to work out his feelings, but at a certain point it becomes clear that his waffling on forgiveness has gone too far and he's creating new hurts where there don't need to be. for two people with so much history, i don't think a conflict could or should ever be clean-cut, and i'm really pleased with how much nuance and complication i was able to pack into the places where they're at odds on this fic.

#ask #writing #my fic #tnno #thank you anon!!

[lindajenni]

mar 15

harvest time (a repeat daily) "but when the grain ripens, immediately he puts in the sickle, because the harvest has come." mark 4:29 i was communicating with a friend the other day.  she is an avid gardener and we talked about how we loved to watch things grow and how amazing it was.  there is a planting and there is a harvest.  "to everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven." eccl 3:1 a dear friend keeps my yard for me but i like to have a few indoor plants to grow and watch the wonder of God's Word at work.  years ago i used to grow african violets because i think they are pretty.  (a former boss got me started on them.)  someone reminded me of that recently and i was enticed to order three again to grow. i told my friend that one is very healthy and growing.  one is semi-healthy and struggling to put forth new growth.  the final one is very sickly with just a tiny blob emerging.  i told her it was on life support and i had begun talking to it and commanding it to "live," in Jesus name.  (you may think that silly but that name has all authority.)  unless i am being deceived, i think i see a tiny leaf struggling to grow. you may ask why i am speaking so much about plants.  well the truth is we are all much like these three little violets i am attempting to grow.  of course, we all know the parable Jesus told about sowing seeds and how some prospered and some did not.  see mark, chapter four if you need refreshing.) speaking of my violets again - the healthy one is looking good and i expect to see blooms from it before too long.  that's how "healthy" christians are too.  they may have gone through times of pruning before, but now they are walking purposefully with God and are ready to bloom and produce the fruit He wants from their lives. then we have the semi-healthy ones.  perhaps they want to do better, to be better, but they keep getting distracted by various things.  i know we must all be diligent to perform the needed tasks, but not to the neglect of the Lord.  i have often thought before that there just wasn't time to pray.  i have since learned better.  it's amazing how God can multiply your available time when you put Him first.  time is like the parable of the loaves and fishes.  He can multiply anything. then we come to the sickly ones on life support.  they have believed in the grace God offers and rejoiced in it at one time.  then, perhaps slowly, they began to be deceived by the message the world was offering.  things like real love means being free to love anyone.  after all, we were given free will and just maybe we want something different from the norm - different from God's way.  God's wants us to be happy and you just can't be happy living His way. soon their spirit becomes calloused like tough skin on one's hands or feet.  it becomes so hardened that it mat be cut away without any pain whatsoever.  friends, it is that pain that lets us know there is a problem; that lets us know something is wrong and danger lies ahead. heavenly Father, in Your great, abundant mercy i pray that You call again to those standing of the brink of eternity.  grant ears to hear, eyes to see and a truly repentant heart.  speak once again to their spirit before the plunge into that great abyss - separation from You forever.  in the name of Jesus i pray. addendum:  all my violets have died since.  they just need more attention than i was willing to give them without blooms that gave me pleasure.  perhaps that should be a lesson to us all.  it reminds me of the parable in luke, except the vinedresser asked for one more year.  "then he said to the keeper of his vineyard, ��look, for three years I have come seeking fruit on this fig tree and find none.  cut it down; why does ituse up the ground?'" luke 13:7  something is either useless or producing fruit.  His Spirit shall not always strive with man.

#prayer #faith #rapture #jesus #jesus is coming

[danniellaval]

The kindness behind the cruelty of The Priest’s “It’ll pass”

Ever since the strike came to an end, the internet has been bombarded with a backlog of promotional content. Lately, I’ve seen more of Paul Mescal and Andrew Scott than of my father –to name a few people and because one of them is relevant to the subject of this article–.

So, after watching yet another clip of their interviews, an exchange in which Paul recites Andrew Scott’s Priest “It’ll pass.” as a gut-wrenching moment in media, I knew it was about time I got around to watching Fleabag (2016–2019).

There’s something so personal about media so intense –media that is favored by a niche of people– that it becomes sort of silly. It's almost as if we were just rehashing a fake deep something. But it is deep enough to have many individuals that connect with any part of it.

I sat down to watch Fleabag on a day when I didn’t want to do anything. Purposefully ignored my responsibilities in favor of watching a short series, the premise interesting and the promise of 20-25 minute long episodes enough to finally seal the deal for me. And despite my interest being piqued by all the bits I’d seen on the internet, I just never got around to it –which further proves my belief that you watch, read, or listen to things exactly when you need them and not necessarily when you want to consume them–.

Season 1 is a tough blow for those who have a weird time existing. Life, as weird as it can get, makes your interpersonal relationships, your job, and your “purpose” in life this confusing, convoluted thing that (because you don’t understand it) makes acting up the easiest way to go about the discomfort you refuse to face.

Once the reveal comes, it feels a bit on the nose, and yet, everyone treats Fleabag like she’s a fragile creature. In the end, she is nothing but a self-made ticking time bomb.

When Season 2 rolls around, Fleabag has knocked down everything around her hard enough to start building something new on top of that rubble. And she’s doing great! Despite being virtually alone, she has never been, felt, or looked better. Allegedly.

In what I consider one of the best episodes in recent TV history, she meets The Priest. And thus, she introduces the season with, “This is a love story.”

Quickly enough, Fleabag and The Priest find themselves entangled in a dynamic where they both bounce off each other. They just get the other. It’s all pretty idyllic until feelings start creeping in, and they’re faced with the elephant in the room: he is a priest, and he can’t offer her anything more than interesting conversations and addicting rapport.

We would all be lying if we said we wouldn’t feel lured in by the prospect of conquering something forbidden. Of getting it for the sake of getting it, and the satisfaction that follows.

Spoilers ahead!

After Fleabag’s playful yet confessional, “Don’t make me an optimist. You’ll ruin my life.” and The Priest’s later counterpart, “I can't have sex with you because I'll fall in love with you. And if I fall in love with you, I won't burst into flames, but... my life will be fucked.” We’re faced with the fact that allowing yourself to be changed by someone –particularly when your trademark character trait is to be cynical– could lead to ruination. 

How dare you defy everything I’ve come to know about myself? How could you wreck all the walls I’ve built around myself? How did you manage to crack my carefully crafted facade?

Relationship consummated, and a very beautiful and realistic monologue about love later, we get our hearts broken into tiny little pieces alongside Fleabag’s.

To some, The Priest’s “It’ll pass.” is about the cruelest you can get in the face of someone who’s confessing their love to you. And it is so very cruel, because, despite the very obvious obstacles, it is a reciprocal thing. But at the same time, The Priest is being cruel to be kind (in the long term) –even if we don’t understand or want to accept this yet– because his faith will always come before his wants.

I did read an article that argues that the presence of the fox during the final scene indicates that they do end up together because the fox only appears when The Priest is questioning his faith and if it’s worth holding on to in the face of something he seems to truly want. We assume they don’t end up together because they go in opposite ways, and we don’t know what happens after that.

But even if they don’t end up together, isn’t it beautiful how they both allowed themselves to be changed by the love they shared?

Isn’t it awfully kind that by letting her down, The Priest is allowing himself and Fleabag to be free to pursue something else that may be more fitting for each of them?  

#tv series #fleabag #blog post #writing

[achalvarma2098]

Guide to Becoming a Foster Parent in the UK: Steps, Support, and Making a Difference

Introduction:

Thinking about becoming a foster parent in the UK? It's a big deal, you know. It's all about making a real difference in a kid's life. So, if you're considering stepping up in UK fostering, let's talk about what you need to do to become a foster parent in the UK.

What Being a Foster Parent is About: Becoming a foster parent in the UK means giving a kid a safe and loving home when they can't be with their birth family. It's about being there for them, helping them grow, and teaming up with social workers and experts to make sure they're okay in the UK fostering system.

Steps to Get Started:

Do Your Homework in UK Fostering: Start by checking out UK fostering agencies or local authorities near you. Find out what they need from you and the kind of support they offer to foster parents in the UK.

Get the Ball Rolling in UK Fostering: Reach out to a UK fostering organization or authority and let them know you're interested. They'll have a form for you to fill in, asking why you want to be a foster parent and some basic info about yourself in the context of UK fostering.

Get Checked Out and Trained Up for UK Fostering: UK fostering social workers will pay you a visit, have a chat, do some background checks, and see if your home is a good fit for fostering. Then, you might need to do some training covering everything from understanding kids' development to keeping them safe in the UK fostering setting.

Get Approved and Matched in UK Fostering: Once you pass the checks and training in the UK fostering process, you'll get the go-ahead as a foster parent. The organization will then try to find a child whose needs match what you can offer in the UK fostering system.

Keep Learning and Getting Support in UK Fostering: As a foster parent in the UK, you won't be left alone. You'll have ongoing guidance, training, and resources to help you do the best for the child in your care within the UK fostering framework.

Things to Think About in UK Fostering: Remember, UK fostering isn't always smooth sailing. There might be tough times dealing with a child's past experiences or behaviors. But it's also incredibly rewarding in the world of UK fostering.

Conclusion:

Becoming a foster parent in the UK is a pretty amazing thing. It's not just a job; it's making a real impact on a child's life in the UK fostering system. If you're up for the challenge and ready to give a child the love and care they deserve in UK fostering, follow these steps and get ready for an incredible journey in UK fostering.

#fostering #foster home #uk fostering #foster care #fostering in london