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I love your interpretation of Lunter😭 You're honestly one of the main people who got me hooked on this ship. Do you have any headcanons about how they show physical affection? I think a lot about how physically affectionate Luz is with her friends and how touch starved Hunter probably is...
:))) HEHE TANK YUOOOO it's an honor to know that my journey to spread The Lunter Agenda was successful.
And yeah, I've got a few!
Firstly, Yes!! the boy is definitely touch starved. I think I mentioned this briefly in the past but I think Hunter's physical abuse and subsequent trauma shoulda been explored more in terms of physical vulnerability ad how he interacts with others + how it plays in with also wanting to experience stuff like hugs (it's also why the scene in hollow mind where he takes Luz's hand makes me [shakes fist at the sky with tears in my eyes]).
-Chronologically speaking, I like to think Hunter is the first to instigate touch, just leaning his side against Luz, and her secretly freaking out but trying to act all cool so he doesn't get embarrassed and pull away.
-"I don't like being touched. the Last time someone touched me, I was 9 years old." "Hunter, Luz is laying on your lap right now." "Irrelevant."
-Forehead touches are so important for the soul and I think these two deserved one, I genuinely love those little head bumps friends or lovers do w each other, and I think it fits them well.
-PATCHING EACH OTHER UP, and in the same ilk: Luz helping apply medicine to Hunter's scars, or even helping him with any splinters/strain he might get from carving palismen all day and vice versa.
-Luz is more physically affectionate in canon and I love the idea of her casual affection rubbing off on him and him seeking it out like. "Hello, Luz The Human and also My Girlfriend. Such a coincidence that you're sitting here in your room where I purposefully left the demon realm to find you at. Anyways, I'm gonna kiss your head and squeeze your hands okay bye."
-Also: Luz obviously finds her comfort in physical affection, it's cute to me to think that she grumpily walks up to Hunter, bonks her head on his chest or back, and he just knows to give her a tight squeeze and pat on the head.
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pyrrhicpaths · 1 year
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Actual footage of Iris dealing with TALLcott. sdlfkjf
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parchmentknight · 3 months
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arcade gannon but i took off his clothes to ponder his body (it is very good)
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because i promised:
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and he was very fun to draw! just wanted to show my hc; this isnt meant to be some sort of "p.in-u.p" art, but hey, if you like then you like :3
also haiiii arcade enjoyers 😗heres a morsel for yall i know yallre seeing this,, ,, , enjoy
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cozage · 1 year
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Would you write HCs for Sanji, Zoro and Ace (separate) with a dominant s/o who always manages to leave them all flustered and shy even if the s/o barely does a thing?
A/N: God Sanji was so painfully easy but the others were SO hard. I loved the challenge and I hope I served them justice. They got really dirty really fast- i hope that was okay 😭
Characters: gn reader x Sanji, Zoro, Ace
Cw: NSFW!!! Some kinkiness in this one. Flirting, edging, bondage (kind of), a little bit of humiliation
Word Count: 1.5k
Hey Minors- DNI with this post! I have so much more content for you to check out! If i find any minors interacting with this post, I’ll block you! (and then you won’t be able to read any of my work, so just skip this one!)
Flustered
Sanji
Quickest way to get him flustered? Corner him in the kitchen. Anything in the kitchen. Anything at all. This man gets flustered over anything and everything.
Your favorite thing to do is to come up behind him while he’s chopping up ingredients, peek over his shoulder, and ask if you can have some. If it’s a fruit or vegetable, you just reach over him and grab it off the cutting board, pop it in your mouth, give him a kiss on the cheek, and continue on your way. At first you didn’t even realize it made him flustered, but now that you know? Oh you do it all the time. Sometimes you even lean in on him and grind against him a little bit, just for extra fun. 
The first time it happened he almost fainted. He’s gotten better about it, but his knees still get weak every time you come up behind him like that and whisper in his ear. 
Another thing that absolutely flusters him is the way you eat fruit. Not just the obvious banana, but cherries, strawberries, oranges, everything. If you catch his eye while you’re snacking, you just hold his gaze and slowly nibble away at whatever is in his hand. You’ll swirl your tongue around it, pucker your lips out, anything you can think of in the moment. 
Most of the time he’s captivated by the way you sensually bite down on each morsel, excruciatingly slow, while you only watch him. When there are other people present though, his eyes nervously flit around the room, trying to make sure that nobody notices your seductive moves (not that you’d care even if you were caught)
Ohhh but your absolute favorite thing! to! DO!!! And damnnnn, does it get him worked!!!! Up!!!!! You love to see something weird or adventurous or just totally random and nudge Sanji to point it out to him. “Wanna try that in the bedroom?” you purr in his ear.
Sometimes it’s obvious, like handcuffs or food, but other times it’s less obvious, like candles or obscure clothing accessories. His eyes practically jump out of his skull every time you whisper those words to him. He ALWAYS nods enthusiastically, to which your response is always “Wanna go there now?”
This poor man is so in love with you he practically races back to the bedroom with you in his arms, eager to see what you’ll do to him next. 
Zoro
Zoro started out as the dom in your all's relationship until one very fateful, life changing day. 
You walk into his weight room, seeing him bench press an ungodly amount of weight. You saunter right over to him and straddle his stomach right in the middle of his bench press. 
“What are you doing, woman? Get off me!” Zoro pushes the barbell up with some difficulty and holds it in a locked position. “I’m trying to train!”
“You’re always training,” you pout. Your finger starts at his collar bone and traces down his chest until it reaches his belly warmer. “You never pay any attention to me.”
“Don’t be a brat! I’ll get to you when I’m done!” He struggles under you, trying to shake you off, but you squeeze your legs together to keep yourself on him. You sit back slightly, your weight now against his cock, and he gives you a baffled look, surprised at your boldness. 
“You just stay right there,” you murmur. You bend down to kiss the nape of his neck and begin working your way down his chest, mimicking the trail you just make with your finger. “I’ll take care of the rest.”
And you certainly do take care of the rest. Zoro stays in his locked position, the weight of the barbell trapping him in his current stance. After that, Zoro only ever wanted you to take the reins in the relationship.
Anytime you walk into his workout room after that, he drops whatever weight he’s currently holding. His arms hurt for DAYS after that first encounter, and he does not want to be trapped in that position again. Sometimes you just wink at him and relay the information you went to tell him, sometimes you tease him about it. On a rare occasion-the occasion he always hopes it will be-you’ll command him to pick whatever he dropped up again, and you’ll get to work on him. 
Sometimes you’ll just suck him off, sometimes you’ll do a quickie, sometimes you’ll sit on his face, but the most glorious moments are when you have him hold a stance while you slowly work on him. Edging him close and then stopping right before he cums, hearing him curse at you while you moan his name. Oh, those are your favorite moments. And they’re his too.
You guys made a code word for “I’m horny and want to fuck”, which is “I don’t know, Zoro, what do you think?” and GOD it is so hilarious to watch his face grow red in public when you seemingly ask him an innocent question. The crew always makes fun of him because they think it’s funny to watch him get worked up over having to be a part of a conversation, but you know better. 
Honestly even just the little things like winks or little kisses on the cheek as you pass him makes him unsettled. PDA in general makes him so awkward and tongue-tied, and you love watching him get flustered over the littlest of things. 
Ace
People always think that Ace is the dominant one in your relationship, but they just aren’t paying enough attention. And neither of you ever care to correct them. 
Sometimes you joke about it when people make jabs at your alls sex life. “Oh Ace, you want this rope for later?” some crewmate will jest. “He won’t need it, but I might,” you respond. Ace always goes beet red when you make lewd jokes like that, but everyone just laughs it off. 
This man will do anything you tell him to, without ever needing incentive to. Sometimes you like to put the promise of a reward in place, just to see how quickly he can get a task done. Little rewards like kisses are usually enough to get him moving, but sometimes you like to offer extra special rewards in the bedroom to see just how fast he’ll work.
You love to sneak up behind him and trace the outline of his back tattoo. The second he feels you, he tenses, but he quickly relaxes into your touch when he realizes it’s you. He’ll even lean his head back to see you, silently begging for a kiss from you. Of course you always give him what he needs. 
Sitting on his lap always gets him flustered too. He’ll just be sitting, casually talking to his friends, and you’ll just sit down on his lap, like it’s the most normal thing. If he’s eating, you’ll take a bite of whatever he’s having. When you’re feeling really devious, you’ll just straddle him and wrap your legs around his back and your arms around his neck, completely demanding his attention until he gives you a kiss. 
Oh and you also LOVE to take his hat from him. Just as you walk by him, you’ll take it off his head and swiftly place it on your own without saying a word. If he starts to protest, you just look back at him and wink, and that shuts him up real fast. 
He gets a little bratty occasionally, trying to act dominant in front of his friends. You’ll grab the tassel hanging from his hat and pull him down to your level. “What was that now?” You taunt him so only he can hear you, daring him to defy you now that he was eye level with you. He will instantly start stumbling over his words, embarrassed. You always give him a kiss on the lips and let him go off. As long as he knows who is in charge, that’s all that matters (and honestly, it kind of turns him on, you acting like that). 
In the bedroom, Ace loves letting you take control. He is such a pillow princess if you let him be. He’ll just lie back and watch you act on your own volition, letting you ride him all the way to both of your orgasms together.
Of course, he loves to love you. He’ll do literally anything you tell him to, and he loves to try new things and experiment with new ideas, and he’s always very vocal about how he feels about those ideas. He loves making you feel good and hearing you moan out for him, and he loves seeing all of your ideas and fantasies come into play by his motions.
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sleepingdeath-light · 11 months
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yandere househusband hcs ; wally
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requested by ; anonymous (09/05/23)
fandom(s) ; welcome home
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; wally darling
outline ; “maybe yandere househusband wally who wants to tend to everything but hates when y/n is away ? they get tired of it though and end up leaving regardless”
warning(s) ; references to panicked behaviour, possessive mentality, jealous character, stalking, thoughts of imprisonment, thoughts of career sabotage, thoughts of drugging/making reader ill
the day you got married was the happiest day of his life — if he were able to, wally knew that he’d have been practically sobbing from joy
he rewatches your wedding tape pretty much daily and his breath always catches in his throat and his heart skips a beat when the camera pans to you when you start walking down the aisle towards him
call him sentimental, but you’re the centre of his world and he’s not afraid to act like it
he thinks he’s the luckiest person alive because you chose him — believes that you’re far and away out of his league and he dreads the day that you realise it too
you’re perfect, you’re everything to him, and he’s just… him
this mentality means that he’s fucking terrified of losing you and will break down and panic whenever you’re out of his sight for even a moment
being in a different room in home is difficult enough, but you going out to work every week is as close to hell as he’d ever like to be
every morning that he wakes up in your arms is pure bliss — an excuse to shower you in affection and bask in every morsel of love that you provide him with — and he could happily spend hours in bed with you
laughing, whispering, cuddling, kissing, being together away from the world
but then your alarm goes off and the illusion is shattered and he’s met once again with the reality that you need to go to work today
he goes through the same stages every single day, like clockwork, hoping for you to change your mind and give in just once
(isn’t that the definition of insanity?)
he starts off by reasoning with you, calm as he can pretend to be, cooking you your hearty breakfast (he’d even learned to cook for you) as he tries to rationalise you staying with him today
you just went to work yesterday
you haven’t had a day off in so long
you’re looking a little off-colour, maybe you should sit today out
one day off wouldn’t hurt your colleagues
and so on until he plates up your food and sits at the table with you, chowing down on some apples whilst you eat and diligently debunk every argument he made
then his arguments will start to get a bit more desperate, more frenzied as he runs his hands through his messy hair (not having bothered to put it up yet)
you don’t need to work, he can provide for you through home
poppy will bring you food so there’s no need for the paycheque
everyone misses you whilst you’re away so why would you want to upset them
but, of course, these don’t work on you and you just smile and shake your head and get up to change into your uniform
wally follows you, still arguing — almost yelling — as he slowly devolves into begging you to stay
he can feel his chest tightening and his vision is fading in and out and his hands are trembling as he collapses in front of you and grabs onto the edges of your blazer
no longer arguing
no longer shouting
just begging in a broken whisper that’s as close as he can get with his permanent grin to sobbing
begging you not to leave him
please don’t walk out the door
what if you don’t come home
he can’t live without you, please
please, please, please
he’ll do anything you want
just don’t walk out of that door
exasperated, you sigh, and kiss the top of his head and gently pry his hands away from you as you reassure him that you’re only going to be gone for a few hours
that you’ll be back before he knows it — and he shouldn’t be so silly about the whole thing since you’ve never not come back to him
and he whispers that maybe this time you won’t
and you very firmly promise that you will before hurrying out of the door so you’re not late to work
leaving your husband dejected and silent, kneeling on your bedroom floor and just staring emptily at the carpet
you’d gone. again.
you’d fucking left him. again.
because he was such a failure that he couldn’t keep you home and now he was going to lose you
he’d seen what your coworkers looked like, how they acted and sounded, he’d followed you to work plenty of times — and he saw how some of them looked at you
they looked at you like he did and he wanted to kill them for it — and he would if he knew it wouldn’t upset you
because the last thing he wanted was to drive you away
but still: you were his spouse, his darling, his muse — and he couldn’t believe the unneighbourly gall those people had to look at you that way, to even think of you that way
you were his
so rather than take a life, wally channelled his anger into the moment and wreaked havoc throughout home
tearing up canvases, tossing tables and generally destroying whatever he could
even home didn’t dare try and intervene
not until he’d gotten his rage out enough and he was back to being his calm and (semi-)rational self
when he’d calmly stand and walk through the chaos he’d created, up to your bathroom where he’d get dressed and do his hair up — humming a merry tune as he went
then he’d pick up a dustpan and broom and get to work on cleaning up his mess so you’d come back to a clean house
you only deserved the best, after all
and he couldn’t have you knowing about how he could get
it’s when he’s cleaning up home that he starts contemplating new ways to make you stay home — to stay with him, away from those nasty prying eyes
maybe howdy will have some sleeping pills that he can crush up into your food — or something even nastier — so that you’d get sick enough to stay home for a few days
wally certainly wouldn’t mind playing nurse
or perhaps he can have home lock all of the doors and windows and prevent you from getting out — you’d have no reason to leave and you’d have all the time in the world to see why you shouldn’t
home loved you too, after all, and he was sure they’d be up for it with a little convincing
then again he could always call up your place of work (it was easy enough to snag their contact information the first time he followed you in) and just lie
maybe your service was poor or maybe you were secretly a criminal stealing company assets… he could just take a few files from your folder, you’re trusting enough to not check before you leave
it would be easy enough, all of it, to pull off — but more planning would be needed, and he really didn’t want to hurt you
he loved you, after all, that was why he was doing all of this
why he chose to stay at home, why he learned to cook, why he became the best househusband he could be
and why he knew that he needed to do something to keep you with him
but, then again, there was always the chance that he could convince you on his own — no drugged food or spiked drinks or sabotage required — to stay at home
he just needed more time — and he’d give you all the time you needed because that’s what good husbands do
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little-miss-dilf-lover · 11 months
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Hello! Could I please request Pietro maximoff pussy eating hcs 🤭🤭
hiii!! ofc! absolutely🤭🤭 thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌
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contrary to popular belief, I think he'd be really slow, really slow
he loves to tease, so I feel like getting you worked up is a large part of the fun
he'd take his sweet time with you. would be very light and teasing, winding you up, almost. like he'd stroke the crease between your thigh and pussy, barely touching you, just so he could see you twitch at his featherlight touch. the way you anticipate his next move would make him achingly hard
he'd be slow and sweet, kissing your thighs, stroking over your lower stomach, calling you sweet names, anything. he's a charming guy, so he knows what to say, how to say it, and when to say it
once he eventually brushes his tongue over you, he'd probably groan at the taste (not only was he teasing you, he was also teasing himself. so when he finally got to taste you, he couldn't help but make a noise)
he'd lick stripes up you, parting your folds. coating his full tongue in your arousal. savouring and swallowing every morsel of your flavour
loves to make out with it, sucking your lips, flicking over your clit, humming into your folds, just anything. a total pussy fiend!! 
it's def his favourite part of foreplay, or it doesnt even have to be foreplay?? he just eats you out because he wants and loves to
he wouldn't be afraid of the mess, he actually encouraged it. his chin would be slick with your juices, completely soaked in your arousal. hed muffle whines into your folds, like he couldn't get enough of it or you
he'd part from you every once in a while to praise and tell you how good you taste
his arms would be wrapped tight around your thighs to stop you from squirming and moving, holding you to his face
before you'd get close, he'd have his two middle fingers circling inside of you, pressed and rubbing your g-spot as he flicks over your clit, suckling and nibbling on it
he's be latched to your pussy as you came, swallowing and savouring the cream, squirt, juices or liquid, whatever came out, he'd want it
after he'd kiss around your inner thighs, praising you, trailing them up your stomach and to your lips. he'd sloppily kiss you, making you taste yourself on his tongue, "don't you taste good, draga, hm?”
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assortedvillainvault · 2 months
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Hi! I'm so happy to see your requests are open, I loved your Maleficent x shy reader hcs and I would love more for her. Can I request Maleficent x touch starved reader headcanons, where the reader is uncomfortable being touched at first bc she isn't used to it, then realizes she's starved for it and starts to crave it? Thank you <3
Good Evening Anon, please accept this humble offering! Love me some denial and a crumbling will when it comes to touch starved shenanigans, y'know?
PSA I can never remember whether it's Diaval or Diablo for the name of her raven, but Diaval sounds cooler. Regardless this is very much meant to be the animated original 1950's Maleficent, not the live action - no hate to it just not my cup of tea. Though it can probably be read either way so if you prefer live acton then power to you m'lord.
Maleficent x TouchStarved!Reader
Ah yes, her favourite game.
Her fingers are cold, and her nails thick like the claws they’re pretending not to be. The way you jolt at even the slightest contact is a facinating little game to her and Diaval.
You want to think that your snappishmess at being touched is offputting. Like you’re a caged animal, snarling away before you rip off some fingers. The harsh way you flinch from elegant (and unexpected) hands on your face and shoulders and hair gives you tension headaches and sore shoulders.
But from a dragons perspective it’s akin to petting a dewey eyed, fluffy little creature. Squeaky and trembling. A kicked-puppy sort of Cuteness.
Tasty
It’s no wonder her nickname for you is Morsel.
T’would bloody help if she would stop appearing silently in your personal bubble and scaring the living daylights out of you.
She’s so tall her horns clip the ceiling how is she so QUIET-
Half the fucking indecency is that she’ll run the back of her fingers down your arm or your cheek to ‘soothe’ you. You know. Like she does to her BIRD-
Are you a pet or a partner honestly.
If you actually ask that she’ll smirk. Archly, slowly, you can physically feel her gaze travelling up and down over you and you know what you (and your erratic heart rate) don’t need that question answering thanks you’ll just go ok bye-
Dear you’re part of the dragons hoard, she’ll consume you regardless. The lines between pet, partner and meal really aren’t all that well defined.
The worst part will be when you finally get used to the looming, heavy, weighted blanket feel of her presence in the room. Because when she’s not there, you’ll miss it. And it will hurt. It will feel like someone removed one of the walls without asking, and you’re exposed. You’ll run your own nails over your arms and it won’t feel the same.
Eventually, the lack of those condescending, brief, addicting touches will leave you wracked and achy.
When she returns, the sheen of desperation she can taste in the air has her grinning maliciously, and one elegant finger will beckon you to her idly.
Fffffffffuckit.
You’ll swipe at Diaval’s smug chattering later, you want her to stroke your hair and damn the conseqeunces. Maybe you’ll forgo all dignity and climb into her lap. Who knows??
She knew. And now that you've stopped being so silly about it, she's going to keep you exactly where you are. Really little one, did you expect to belong anywhere else?
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bloodbrown · 6 months
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I'm gonna offer a little morsel to chew on that's been driving me insane😳 for your consideration, imagine on the off chance P manages to take an actual break at the hotel, not just a quick round of chats with everyone, or weapon/strength upgrades, but a full on extended break.
And during that break he discovers he's got a love of reading, and just so happens to gravitate towards the sweet and sappier type of books! (He of course reads anything that piques his interest, but for the sake of this thought I'd imagine that he keeps to these softer books as a sort of escape from the horrors beyond the hotel!🥺)
And in these books he keeps learning about all the ways in which humans and characters show affection: The plethora of darling terms of endearment or the meaningful warmth that comes from a special nickname, the endless tiny ways to show concern or care. It's the gentle kiss placed on the inside of a wrist, giving someone your umbrella/overcoat when the rain or chill is too much, looking into someone's eyes and being so whole heartedly lovestruck it makes your chest ache and heart thump a fierce pace.
(I think he'd get really caught up on the concept of when a couple is heading to bed one will often sleep on the side closest to the door, that even when asleep they want to shield their beloved🥺)
After his discovery I honestly think he'd become a bit of a mother hen, doting and even a dash fretful at that! He once saw you make your way down the stairs of the hotel without holding onto the railings, nearly tripping and straining your ankle. You try to pull that stunt after he's read his books? Right in front of lover boy? You are getting a glower and have a choice to make, either the railing or his hand, you have to hold one! >:(
I'm telling you, he may be made out of rigid cogs and unfeeling metal, has single handedly ravished droves of enemies and terrors, but this man has sugar glass ribs and a jelly heart, so unendingly sweet and warm, and if he could I bet he'd open his chest and give you his very own heart, hoping you'd see how the pace of its ticks speed up, just for you.
I have so so many more sappy sweet thoughts, and I hope it wasn't an annoyance to get such a behemoth of an ask, but from one P enjoyer to another I wanted to send something in! <:) I hope you're doing well, and have a wonderful rest of your day/night! ^^ (Oh and!! just wanted to say that I love all of the writing and hc's that you do for the mad lad, you capture him wonderfully!🥺)
I absolutely love the idea that P realizes he should get a day off like everyone else. He's worked to the bone every day, poor guy. And can't imagine Geppetto would be too happy about his Ergo-harvesting puppet realizing that he can take breaks lol
And P would totally take romance novels to heart, I bet he'd also take to writing little love letters and leaving them around for you to find... even if his handwriting is less than stellar 🥺
He is such a bleeding heart of a man, and I say this with the ultimate amount of affection.
Also I'm never annoyed by asks, even long ones, most of the time they make my day 🐸
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yestrday · 2 years
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I want to playfully bully academy!au Xiao so baaaad. It's not even a joke anymore, it's an insatiable urge. Daydreaming about him 24/7 for real.
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freaky little thing like him would probably like it too, i bet. it’s not that he wants you to búlly him, but he’s so touch-depraved that he’ll take any morsel of attention from you. he fervently denies it whenever the topic is brought up with the other harem members, but when it comes to you it’s just so so obvious.
you think what you’re doing is playful. and maybe it is. you never go overboard, after all. no one’s in any real danger, you’re pretty sure you haven’t touched any sore spots (yet!), and you believe it’s all in good-natured fun. but this isn’t a game anymore, this is xiao’s whole lifestyle already and you have an unknown duty to serve.
and it’s not that hard to do anyways, especially when scowly, emo xiao crumbles under your touch and becomes blushy and stuttering. you snake up to him in the hallways when no one’s around, big shit-eating grin on your face when you corner him like prey. you snatch him by his tiny waist— fucking whóre— and slam him against the lockers.
( you’ve always wanted to try this move, you think. but now you feel a little silly. )
( xiao is going fucking crazy did you just kabedon him this is exactlyliketheanimes youshouldkissss )
“what.” he always likes playing the role of the unamused victim. he feels like you’d just be weirded out if he throws himself at your feet like how he really wants to.  “i don’t have time for your nonsense, [ last name ].”
“aww, don’t be like that~!” you laugh. your fingers graze his collarbone as you gobble up the exposed skin. “it’s not even that hot out. why’re you showing so much? you better button up or else some. one. will. eat. you ☆“ xiao’s breathing grows labored when you tease his chest through the thin uniform shirt, golden eyes watching your hand as he awaits your every move. “it’s soooo thin that everyone can see your cherry nípples!” your eyes widened in mock surprise. “oh my gosh! are you actually into that?”
“sh-shut up...!”
“acting coy and cheeky... you’re not very good at hiding your real feelings~” you grin at his tomato-red face. “you actually like this, huh? ewwww.” slam. xiao is hyperventilating now because is that your knee in between his legs holyfuckholyfuck. “you are so weird!”
“or. not!” you pull away now, smug grin replaced with a light-hearted smile as you dust his shoulders and pat down his messy hair. “you should put on some more layers, xiao! it’s really cold out. i still have some papers to deliver so i’ll see you later!”’
you wave at him before running to your next destination, and when you round the next corner he finally collapses. he places a hand above his chest and can feel his heart beating at a thunderous pace it might just pop out of his ribcage. his mouth is the only thing that muffles his ecstatic scream as he rejoices in the middle of an empty hallway.
the other harem members can guess it, but there’s no way he’s telling anybody that he dressed like this just for you.
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⇢ hc notes !
modern! xiao and teyvat! xiao are highly different in... some areas because one has access to the internet and the other doesn’t.
both obssess over you and are socially inept though, so there’s still a high abundance of similarities.
it’s really just the difference in perviness.
teyvat! xiao genuinely doesn’t know these kind of things and he becomes a wild animal when he tries them out cuz thats just really how it is
modern! xiao is. well. being a moody half- shut in kinda makes you desperate and develop a lot of weird stuff.
both just want genuine affection :(((
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venusjailer · 3 months
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Will I ever stop pathologising the AP main characters and creating incredibly detailed backgrounds riddled with childhood trauma? It’s unlikely!
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(INSANELY LONG) (LIKE INSANELY) (YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED) EXPLANATIONS BELOW
(And If you have hc’s feel free to share!)
Patrick: cmon. The entire plot of AP is literally him just begging to be noticed.
Bro is devoid of attention right until the very last scene (aka the one with his lawyer). Sorry to all the SiGmA mALe AMPS fans but this is not a “sigma 🥶”, this is a man who did not receive a MORSEL of affection during his formative years.
His obsession with ‘fitting in’ (ie being accepted and therefore cared about) through his clothes, his looks, his social circle; his outbursts of intense emotion and inability to regulate them (almost as if he was never taught how to do so); the way he views the women in his life in an almost maternal way (namely Evelyn and Jean) - he just needs a hug!!!
And some intense therapy. And heavy duty psych meds.
Paul: this one is partly canonical, partly not.
The way that his character is almost revered by the other guys at P&P is interesting; he comes over as this über cool, competent, successful finance bro almost to a greater extent than they think they are.
But then he gets drunk with Patrick away from the office and from the constraints of corporate professionalism and becomes this silly goofy little guy.
I don’t necessarily think his work ‘persona’ is an act: I think it’s the parts of himself that he has to accentuate in order to succeed.
Also - I took influence for this from the amazing Paul character studies written by my dear friend @leoblooms on AO3 - please check them out
Luis: this one is pretty self-explanatory.
He’s the only confirmed canonically queer character in AP (although, come on, Patrick’s canon closet is made of glass at this point). And yet - in a way that so many LGBT+ people have suffered with throughout history and sadly even to this day - he can never, ever show it. Being openly gay in his environment would make him a social pariah.
Instead, he has to fit in: he’s marrying a woman, he’s acting like ~one of the guys~, he’s hoping that he can suffocate that part of himself by burying it six feet underground. But as so many of us know all too well: you can’t hide who you are forever. The bathroom scene with Patrick just proves this.
I also wanted to make a note of this because it’s very interesting to me - I read the most AMAZING fic a couple of years ago that was written from Courtney’s perspective, and in it it was mentioned that Luis is Catholic. I’m a Christian as well (from a famously progressive denomination) and although a lot of attitudes are changing within the Catholic Church, particularly right now, the ‘gay = sin’ mentality does prevail for many.
So it makes sense that if Luis was raised Catholic he has been suppressing that part of himself for a very long time. I can see him lying to himself and having girlfriends in high school.
Courtney: my literal baby girl. I’ve written a whole 18k character study on her because I find her so canonically fascinating.
My headcanon is that her father was absent from her life from a young age - but this is rooted in how she actually acts in the source material.
In the boardroom scene, Luis thanks Patrick for “taking care of Courtney last night”. To me, it sounds like he’s taking on a role that’s almost paternal. She is also notably reliant, and almost clingy, on the men in her life: telling Patrick she can’t go out because she’s waiting for Luis to call, and practically begging Patrick to call her after they’ve slept together.
Additionally there’s the whole ‘fucking my best friend’s boyfriend’ thing - I’m getting WAY off topic here but I see so much of her in Cassie from Euphoria. Unless someone is purposefully malicious and nasty, I think there’s always a reason for that kind of thing, even if it is complex and unsavoury.
I hate to use the term “daddy issues” because it absolves absent/abusive fathers of all of their damage and unfairly places the blame on young women, but if I had to describe a reason for why she might act in this way - having seen it first-hand myself from many people - that would be it.
Evelyn: so I did take some influence from Reese Witherspoon’s character in Legally Blonde here - but I think Evelyn is actually one of the smartest characters in AP and so I feel it’s fitting.
She comes over as incredibly ditzy and shallow, but remember we’re seeing and reading all of this from Patrick’s perspective - of course he’s not going to have a high opinion of her, because…it’s Patrick Bateman were talking about here.
In reality, she’s probably one of the most socially clued-in characters. For example: she effortlessly hosts big gatherings with grace and decorum even if the majority of guests are, let’s be honest, fucking insufferable.
She’s also the only character who can actually handle Patrick and meets him on his own level. She absolutely refuses to take any of his bullshit (“what am I supposed to do with that? Floss with it?”).
Her actions and force prove her to be the strong willed and savvy and to me that suggests intellect, as much as it may be hidden - again, due to the environment she exists in.
Bryce: he’s so interesting.
I’ve not written as much about him in my fics as the others, but his actions in the source material suggest that underneath his finance bro Wall Street image, he’s someone who’s very disillusioned, and almost broken.
I really wish the scene of his…episode?…in the club hadn’t been cut from the film. I’d recommend anyone to watch it (and the rest of the deleted scenes because they’re class) if they’ve not seen it already.
There’s also The Informers, the book and film adaptation of another of of Bret Easton Ellis’ works, which features a young Tim Bryce (referred to as Price) and the complex relationship with his father. I’ve not read/watched it in full yet, but whilst they’re on holiday Bryce’s father gets drunk and acts lecherous and gross towards young women on the beach, and Bryce is disgusted by this (perhaps he’s not as much of a raging misogynist as his peers?), and then makes ‘joking’ comments about Bryce being the subject of attraction by other men, to which Bryce walks out on him (perhaps he’s less condemning of homophobia than the others? Or, possibly…maybe he has less than hetero feelings himself? Not to spoil any of Mergerizations but I headcanon him as bisexual tbh).
This behaviour suggests that, at least as a teen, Bryce was very assertive of what was and wasn’t okay and was happy to make these views known.
But due to bullying by his father and, again, the environment that he likely grew up in, he has to suppress this part of himself to be accepted.
WOWWWW that was a whole ass essay. If you’ve read to this part, 1) I’m sorry 2) THANK YOU 3) I love you!!!!
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sunnydayjackass · 2 years
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Not sure if your requests are still open, but if they are: Incubus Jack AU? Thank you!
Never thought of that but it works so well 👀
Did HCs for now but very well may write more on this.
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Loves to have any sort of touch with you, subtle or overt. Skin on skin as innocent or purposeful as possible just sets Incubus!Jack’s nerves ablaze with blood rushing to his cheeks though he does his best to temper it, along with trying to control where that bloodflow goes depending on how this little touch transpired.
Needy. So fucking needy. 25/8 it's a struggle initially to keep his composure around you-especially at night.
Like when I say needy- it's teetering way closer to desperation but you're far more than just a one night meal. There's something special about you, he can't quite put is finger on it initally but he's smitten.
Any sort of brushed or accidental touches make him burn up, when they come with purpose though? It's just reinforcement that he needs you further. Accidentally bumping into him or brushing your hand against his? When you curl up to him on the couch or in your sleep? Another part of his resolve chips away.
Now--you were always aware Jack wasn't normal, you had just made peace with "it is what it is" and that it could've been worse. Who would ever complain about a handsome attentive beefcake?
But that first kiss you share it's electric. It's addictive and electrifying. Jack is devouring every little sound you make, savoring every little movement no matter how subtle, and your taste? Positively divine. His head is in a fog, riddled with hunger and ecstacy that bleeds into you- glassed over eyes, kiss swollen lips still parted while you sluggishly piece together what the fuck just happened and how you can get more. Really- you're both on the same wavelength.
If you initiate the kiss, oh Sunspot, you save him so much worry and trouble. There's a small part of him that worries of your rejection, he could always entrance you, have you spellbound to him and drowning in absolute sin. But he doesn't want that, he wants you to want him. You're different, you're special, you're worth the wait even if he's starving
If Jack is the one to break the seal on affections, you glean a peek into that carnal desperation- the way his hands hold your head firmly in place with his fingers carding through your hair. Or the bruising grip digging into your hips or waist. How his teeth snag your lowerlip and draw blood, not that he won't focus on soothing that wound- he's completely drunk off you and as soon as he can feel your arousal, it only fans the flames further
In the time building up to that moment, the hunger pangs definitely get to him. Nagging at the back of his head to push things along but you're absolutely none the wiser. Incubus!Jack finds other ways to manage his hunger and while it may not be the same, or moral, it's safer for you and this...situationship.
These "snacks" so to speak consist of plenty of voyeurism. Be it "accidentally" walking in on you while in the shower or bath for a peek to promptly retreat and relieve himself to the image, pumping himself off in your bed-surrounded by the sweet scent of you or if hes particularly starved, fucking one of your pillows or an article of clothing.
The most satisfying morsel you can give him in the midst of this is when you masturbate in your room. Ordinarily, Jack respects your privacy or he does his very best to anyway. But the moment he so much as catches a whiff of your arousal or a soft telltale sound...his ear is presseed to the door scrambling to free himself from his pants. With his shirt inbetween his teeth to keep himself quiet- as this is a very delicate and risky situation to play out, he's eagerly fisting his leaking cock to the soft lewd sounds passing from your lips and the wet squelching sounds from your toy or your fingers working your sex.
Should you moan his name however- that plays out very differently. He'll stuff his aching self away and gingerly push open the door saying he heard you calling. "Oh Sunshine...all you had to do was ask." He'll coo all so sweetly.
Incubus!Jack absolutely has a form he does his best to conceal with you until the dust and everything has stacked up neatly just as he'd endeavored. Curved horns that protrude from his silky tufts of hair, the base at his scalp is particularly sensitive and will have him purring for you in no time. A tail, and a forked tongue that he's eager to put to work on you, maybe some of his teeth are a little sharper but just a tinge (all the better to mark you with). Jack doesn't find his wings to be very practical so very rarily do you ever see them- only if he's particularly pent up or absolutely drunk on you does he lose the control.
Even a while after you both break the seal and give into falling into bed together, Jack takes some time to come clean out of worry. It happens a night while you're basking- exhausted, sticky, and spent-in your afterglow and catching your breath while Jack holds you close to his chest that you move to run your hands through his hair lovingly do you feel just the tips of his horns barely breaking the skin to pop out that you recoil and look at him-naturally confused and ask what that was.
Despite being full, so content from an immaculate meal and feverish lovemaking- Jack absolutely blanches. He'd been so so careful and in a lapse of laziness and post coital bliss, slipped up. Swallowing thickly, he'll turn his gaze to you and quietly, in that soothing loving voice, ask you not to be afraid and let him explain, his gaze is of a beggar-pleading for your patience and his once satisfied stomach now wrought with knots.
Slowly hell let the horns, tail, and wings unfurl from his body while hunched over in your bed with the sheets bunched around his waist. Jack is quietly pleading with you not to be afraid, that he would never do anything to hurt you--he was just worried that you'd...
You're the opposite of afraid though, surprised still, of course and at a loss for a words. Hesitantly you reach out to carefully ghost your fingers over these new to you appendages as though you're the one somehow worried about hurting him. Jack is holding his breath but dares to lean into your touch, looking at you so desperately you can't help but ache a little for how distressed he looks about it, about his appearance. The real him.
"Your truths make you... you." You parrot back to him, a quote he'd gifted you with moons ago as you soothingly trace your thumb over the markings on his cheeks. "And that's what matters." Paired with soft croons to him that you still adore him all the same, reassuring him on his appearance and that your feelings haven't changed makes Jack sag with relief against you.
The kisses he peppers you with quickly turn feverish again, from chaste to wanton. "I'm...so lucky to love you." Jack pants into your ear, dragging your body back to his to show you just how appreciative he is of your acceptance. Worshipping your body, showering you in words of praise, fucking you into the mattress until you're leaking of him and all the love he's now able to give you unbridled.
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fedzkun · 1 year
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5 hc game: au where Izuku *is* All Might’s son?
Izuku was still born Quirkless, since All Might was originally Quirkless. Yagi was originally going to hide his family, but upon further consideration, decided that having Inko and Izuku near him would be a better guarantee for their safety. He set up a house in the same neighborhood of Pro Heroes (where Endeavor also resides), so that there’s the extra security.
Upon discovery that his own son was Quirkless, Yagi knew that Izuku would inherit his Quirk. So they registered Izuku’s “Quirk” as a stockpiling-power type in preparation. All Might began training a five-year-old Izuku on all aspects physical: acrobatics, dance, running, parkour, weights, etc. Unlike with how Endeavor trained Shouto though, All Might took extra measures to make Izuku’s training “fun” and more like playing. Gran Torino and Nighteye helped as well, especially when Izuku showed a love for Quirk Analysis. And sometimes, All Might’s friends like Star and Stripes or David Shield or any of the Top Ten would visit and teach Izuku too.
Izuku grew up surrounded by Pro Heroes. He grew up with the expectation that he was going to be a Pro Hero like his father. He went to a private elementary and middle school, and people there usually don’t get up to extreme bullying tactics. For private elementary, he had Shouto as his classmate. Shouto and Izuku ended up attending the same private middle school as Iida Tenya. Though, Shouto despised Izuku for having a better father than him, and he hated how Endeavor kept pitting him against someone who hasn’t even yet shown a morsel of power. And so, due to his father’s influence, Shouto grew up always testing his mettle against Izuku.
Izuku had no idea that Shouto didn’t like him, thinking that the sudden ice spikes and fire bursts were just the way Shouto socialized. And that Shouto was just a sparring partner his own age. Izuku became very good at dodging as well. It drove Shouto nuts whenever Izuku would put his food tray on his table during lunch, but thought that it was a power play thing so he stayed put to “defend” his table territory. Izuku discovered Shouto’s true feelings by the time he received OFA at the end of middle school, leaving him to reframe everything he knew about friendship, including his own friendship with Tenya.
All Might is preparing for Izuku to take the U.A. Recommendation Exam. Izuku passed marvelously, but somehow, Shouto ended up at Top 5 and on the chopping block. That same day, however, the HPSC came knocking on All Might’s door to recruit Izuku for their Hero Program. All Might was against it, knowing that they plan to use his son for their own ends. However, the HPSC insisted that it was Izuku’s choice and said something that tied up All Might’s hands on the matter.
Izuku, sympathizing with Shouto, accepted the offer, withdrew from U.A., and opened up a slot.
…All Might was right.
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dukeoftheblackstar · 9 months
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Lazy Headcanons (feel free to share yours)
I really like the idea of lazy headcanons for muses. It can be intimate or just their plain guilty pleasure wherein nothing (apart from work and emergencies) would ever pry them off it.
Plo Koon:
Plo Koon's thirst for knowledge is probably as thirsty as I am for him (and puzzles). If he's down with a good book that's really got him hooked of something his centuries of season haven't stumbled across, he's not above having to raise a finger and make you wait till he finishes the last remaining pages or just so until he can reread the section of that got him really hooked or confused.
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I'd like to think Plo (at least my version of Plo) is also into puzzles and board games like chess, checkers, game of the generals (kekekke) and such. He's got about 1238912839128391 ways to make a move but would ponder so heavily on that one killer shot and wouldn’t really pay much attention to you but wouldn acknowledge your presence with "Mmmms...." and "I see."
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This isn't much of a headcanon because it is canon when he handed of C-3PO to Wolffe.
He'd happily pass having you entertained by someone else if he's not interested or if he's about to indulge in some solo-reading bonanza or would rather not be interrupted on any of his personal wind-down activities.
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Meditation is a must for our Baran Do Sage Master Jedi short King ♥ I HC that he'll write a note over the door of his chambers just so his boys know not to invite him in the usual 104th foolishness at least for the day. No sign means they're welcome to barge in (hopefully not as this worries Plo so much that his boys will eventually ingest so much Dorin gas they'd get sick. But has not the heart to lock up because boys are like cats clawing at the door when Buir has been in there far too long) while sign means Wolffe has to have extra headaches today.
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Plo Koon requires little management when it comes to nourishing himself because he's tapped so much into the force it basically nourishes him. But in times when he can actually indulge in consuming food, he really savors and enjoys it. Given he does this in his private chambers, but who's to say he's not doing it all soaked in a bubble bath with scented candles and some good tunes? ♥
He has an old phonograph-like device handed down from generations to generations. A Koon phonograph from his father's father's father's.
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And in the event that the Wolves are indeed persistent (as there is no 'Meditating on-going sign') and are so adamant to check on whether Plo Koon is still alive, he will do little to no protest and just be in his tub with a tray over, Dorin delicacies with his mask off and assure the boys that he is not depressed, sad, troubled, annoyed at them, ill, or anything apart from his best self.
He does this in his most very tired dad-voice and is all "Yes, yes, Commander Wolffe, I am unharmed. I simply wish to eat my dinner in peace." He sighs as the rest of the Wolves puff up trying to not inhale Dorin gas and Wolffe tries, tries, to do the same.
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Comet passed out on the floor and Sinker and Boost about to panic and sound the alarm.
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Warthog quietly picking a morsel from Plo's plate.
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luvv-maxx · 5 months
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|: Call of Duty HC 🫶 :|
Note : This is my first post, other than the intro post, so Don’t get all mad if I misspell anything or I have a certain HC you don’t agree with. 💕
Characters mentioned : John price, Simon Riley, John Mactavish, Kyle Garrick, Kate Laswell, Nikolai, Alex Keller, and Farrah Karim ‼️💕 the sillies
John Price-
Greatest and most stressed father of the year award.
💥 silly Quokka smile💥
Y’know those iq ads that show the older you are, the less you know? He gets so offended by that so he tries playing it to show he isn’t dumb, but gets pissed when they just aren’t interactive and send him to the download page.
He’s an animal dude, he can rock with any animal you put him next to. But I am guessing, personally, that he was like obsessed with black bears specifically. Nobody knew why. He just found them cool and amazing as a kid, and still does.
He has that old dad cough that sounds like he’s dying of influenza. AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON HIS SNOR—
You know how some dads hug and sway you and themselves as you hug? He does that. He got that treatment when he was younger, it conditioned onto him. When he first did it to Simon, MF was confused as shit and gave the most horrendous and judgmental side eye after they finished the hug.
speaking of the others, They will get spooked like cats when Price suddenly sneezes like a bazooka or coughs like he just smoked 20 packs of cigarettes at once. Especially Kyle, he most definitely had a heart attack the first time he heard Price cough twice in a row thinking he was dying.
Supportive ahh bisexual dad.💕🥺
Gives off “Hey Gay, I’m Dad!” Jokes if you came out to him.
Simon “Ghost” Riley
I both Can and can’t see why people simp for this man.
sure, He makes booktok people horny af for his mask and deep British accent, his tattoos, the fact he could break their neck in one morsel of strength but would decide not to if he knew them, etc etc.
but that’s most likely from trauma, both unresolved and buried down or spoken about like jokes but gets angered when someone jokes about it. (Both is me. I’m those examples. Yippeee ‼️)
breakfast. He isn’t picky but he is. Beans? Fuck that shit, Burn. BURN. However, the most darkest and traumatic tasting coffee ever grounded from the pits of hell itself just made for the traumatized Masked man? Sure. Call it a cup of FUCKING JOE.
Though he doesn’t sneeze or cough like Price does, He sleeps dying influenza patient Victorian man style. First time he and Soap were forced to sleep together, Soap woke up miraculously early, thought he died and cried there for 20 minutes before Ghost woke up all tired like he was hibernating.
I think he loves Riley for not only is she just adorable and a great dog, She is the best thing to have when dealing with snakes.
He was fixated on one animal when he was younger. Motherfucking Raccoons. He found them so hilarious and goofy as a kid, he now fell in love with a man who is the human embodiment and reincarnation of the raccoon king.
One pet peeve Ghost has is when someone smacks their lips. No matter what, you smack your lips, he smacks you too. He’s that badass mum that goes “Keep smacking them lips, I’ll smack you.” While cracking his knuckles viscously.
Traumatized gay man. 😔💪
John “Soap” Mactavish :
Listen, He likes bubble baths. That’s a pretty well known fact. But.. Have you ever considered.. He may try doing Romantic dates in a bath tub? He’ll do those corny but sweet rose petal trails to a bathtub filled with bubbles and rubber ducks with a goddamn rose in his mouth seductively.
anyways, hope your happy with that visual. He most definitely does the continuous bumping his wrists together, not knowing he’s saying ‘hard sex’ in ASL. (I did this multiple times, both before and after. It’s unconsciously stuck to me. I fear myself only.)
If he ever visited England to see his boyfriend Lieutenant, Ghost, nobody could fucking understand him. But when Ghost visits Soap, Everybody sounds so fucking confusing to Ghost that he just walked out into a forest for a lap. Like when people read a cringy sentence and have to put their phones down, walk around their house two or three times, before going back.
He makes fun of Kyle whenever Helicopters are mentioned in a convo, just like making puns to piss him off.
“ Oi Gaz, do ye like the band ‘The fall out boys’? ” while giggling like a mean middle school girl. 😔✊
He likes frogs. Did as a kid, still does now. But the catch is, He cannot go towards one if his entire life was on the line. Like, He finds them cute but nearly pisses himself when They jump towards him.
silly little bisexual ‼️😊
Kyle “Gaz” Garrick:
So. You wanna hear my head canons of my Husband? /Jkjk—
I could imagine this dude was judgmental as a kid, full on mama’s Boy conversation with his mama like “ Let me guess, Aunt Stephanie said this! She is always talking crap about you, Mama, but I don’t see dad coming home with a new hickey every weekend. “
when someone goes low, he goes the lowEST.
I like to think he has a sister or two who influenced him on skincare, periods (for if he pulls anyone with period hauntings), and how to style various hairstyles just so his sisters didn’t have to pay a shit ton of money for the same hairstyle.
Do any of you guys just.. think this man bakes? Just baking when he’s bored or stressed. No thoughts. Just cookies.
He loved otters as a kid, but now finds Pallas cats better.
trust that he has heard tea from nearly every country that even agents don’t know about.
Bisexual. Leaning more towards mlm but nonetheless free-styling .
Kate Laswell :
the queen. The majesty. The LESBIAN MUM.
I like to imagine her wife is the ultimate mastermind, Like Kate is just the boss of tf141 but instantly does any bidding her wife asks her to do.
She’d be a great aunt, Mum would be even better.
I bet she met her wife in either a serene area like a flower shop or a bloodlust filled chaos like the battlefield. Two ways this could go. No in-between. Retired lesbian medic, Or Flowershop owner.
Kate seemed like the girl to like Penguins for not only their cuteness but their habitats , their diet, their life, and everything about them.
Would I be wrong to say that she most definitely got a piercing when she was a teen but took it out some time later?
She’d be a great friend to have, she’d be the one who’d order for you if you’re nervous.
You cannot FUCKING. DENY. That she has a border collie with a sweet name like Dolly
She has a wide range of music, but Music from Dolly Parton inspires her. Just imagine it.
a canonical lesbian with immense sarcasm.
Alex Keller :
Mmm the white man. /jk
He seems like he’d be the average uncle. I actually have an uncle that looks sorta like him, but balding brown hair and is named Corey.
He most definitely had a golden retriever or Siberian husky as a kid, some dog breed that’s hella energetic.
i can imagine how Any dog interaction he has now, they always try at least once to steal his leg like fetch.
He regretfully wore old spice when he was a teen but thankfully stopped after smelling himself.
He seemed to have played baseball as a kid. He just gives off that vibe.
He most definitely mispronounces easy af words on accident when distracted.
speaking of that, he seems to be a baking when stress kind of dude but also, if he did that, he’d pause halfway through cause he got distracted then forgets what he was doing. The only reminder being the burning kitchen after thirty minutes of distractions.
Silly little pansexual ‼️💕
Farah Karim
would i be wrong to headcannon that she would be the best muffin maker? Like even better than Gaz and Laswell.
She is so pretty ‼️
her favorite animal once was hedgehogs but now it’s lionesses. A massive change but both great animals.
I bet when she was a kid that she would threaten to bite people, and when in fights, actually did bite people. Worth it. (i have done this before as a kid. Proud af)
She would rock those black a leopard print sunglasses mums wear to beaches. Just think of it.
I wanna think that she had once owned those rabid chihuahuas and called the dog something sweet and unsuspecting like “Mr. sprinkles” for the fun and hell of it.
silly little demiromantic bisexual 🫶💕‼️
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pinklovestummy · 4 months
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Enki (Fear and Hunger) belly kink HCs
This post includes: Hunger, Starvation, Disordered eating, Bellyache, Belly rubs.
Skip if not interested.
MINOR SPOILERS AHEAD
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Hunger:
If he chose to spare his sister:
• Being thrown in a well to wither away is the first real encounter he has with hunger. He eats bugs and little creatures to survive, sure, but that's it. Minimal nutrients that give him minimal relief, yet they keep his stomach awake and begging for actual sustenance.
• Starvation weakens his already fragile body even more, his days in the well are cold, lonely and horrible, his only company are the bugs and the pitiful growling of his stomach, which echo through the empty well.
• He develops an unhealthy sense of superiority when it comes to eating, once he's finally out. He thinks that if he survived being stuck in a well with bugs, then a couple of skipped meals can't harm him. Thus, he will take his need to eat for granted, making him fragile and underweight. He's almost constantly empty, yet he fails to acknowledge it.
• The dungeons painfully remind him of the starvation he felt down the well, making his hunger impossible to ignore now.
If he chose to kill his sister:
• He lives comfortably in the temple, taking food for granted and only eating because he has to. Meals are tedious and far less interesting than reading and studying, often preferring to skip meals than interrupting a particularly good reading.
• The dungeons are a harsh slap to reality, the supernatural darkness that drains his energy makes him feel actual hunger for the first time ever. A primal, deep and desperate hunger, one that grips at the walls of his stomach and makes them grind horribly for a morsel of food, a hunger that leaves him empty and aching, unable to concentrate or even walk. He never thought starvation could take a toll so powerful on his fragile body.
• Regardless of his past, he's absolutely defensive when it comes to his stomach making noises. He will not vocally acknowledge his need for food until it gets too uncomfortable, and he will not complain out of pure pride.
• If his stomach growls hard enough to be impossible to ignore, and someone points it out, he will either snap in embarrassment or roll his eyes in annoyance.
• If he's alone, he will probably sigh and clutch his stomach, before trying to ignore it yet again.
• He probably gets irritated very quickly if he hears someone's stomach growling more than twice. Will probably shame them for that bodily function.
"You just cannot be silent for more than five minutes, can you? That pathetic stomach of yours is getting on my nerves."
Bellyache:
• He probably has a very delicate stomach, due to his fragile body and him not eating that much in general.
• If he eats more than he typically does, his stomach will surely hurt.
• Heavy or sugary food will cause him digestion issues, too. This man probably survives on soups and fruit.
• (CW: EMETO) Since his body is so fragile, it is expected of him to get sick easily. And he vomits even more easily. A little fever, or a cough a bit too harsh and he will puke. It's like his body wasn't made to have a healthy weight. But he's hardly shaken by throwing up, merely annoyed by it.
Bellyrubs:
• In your dreams. Like a stray cat, this man will barely let anyone talk to him, let alone touch him. He will judge you.
• However, if he got comfortable for some miraculous reasons, it would probably make him feel incredibly shy. He isn't used to affection or positive and genuine attention to his body, so he's probably very sensitive.
• You would need to be gentle with such a delicate stomach and a fragile body. Soft, slow rubs would feel rather good.
• He's arrogant enough to demand to know why you stopped.
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kursedmayo · 3 months
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HC time. Donnie realizes he can separate the milk and cereal into two bowls when he eats cereal to preserve maximum crunch, like, its so efficient.
Just take a spoon full of cereal, put it on the bowl of milk, then scoop the cereal up with the milk and shove it into your mouth. No matter how long you take to eat nothings gonna get all weird and soggy and I bet Donnie's one of the slowest eaters out of all of them and hates the texture of really soggy cereal so this is like a eureka moment for him.
He does it every time he eats cereal now and smugly chides Leo on eating those tasty little morsels so inefficiently and Leo thinks he's weird for eating cereal out of two seperate bowls. Like, he does think it is a good way to keep cereal crunchy, but he doesn't like washing dishes and also he doesn't want to agree with Donnie cuz he knows it'll make him 100000x more smug about the whole thing so he stubbornly trucks on about the one bowl cereal method and bicker with Donnie about it constantly.
Mikey actually likes soggy cereal (Leo and Donnie stared at him for a long while after he said that once) and Raph would rather eat cereal raw/with no milk so both their opinions on the cereal matter is considered invalid.
It wasn't until Donnie finally ends up getting one of those bowls with two compartments and Leo ends up stealing that a lot to eat cereal. Then they start fighting over that bowl instead. Typical disaster twins stuff Ig.
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