#slight nsfs mention

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Masterlist 2

Emoji Guide

Dark themes = 🖤

Smut = ❤️

Find Masterlist 1 here

Marvel

-Steve Rogers

Steve Rogers and his 200 year old partner who he calls daddy (mild ❤️ mentions)

-Moon knight

The moonboys with a male reader whos a stoic tall history teacher

The moonboys (mainly Steven) watching horror movies with alien male reader

The moonboys with a lover who has C-PTSD

The moonboys with omegaverse, with a beta reader.

Moonboys and Khonshu with a touch starved reader

-Namor/kukulkan

“Clipped wings” Part 1 Namor x mutant reader

-Eddie Brock(and venom)

Eddie and Venom with a ftm reader

-Andrew Garfield (tasm) Peter Parker

Peter Parker x deadpool male reader

Spiderverse

-Miguel O’Hara

Miguel O’Hara scent/sweat smut drabble❤️

-Peter B Parker

Peter B Parker with a narcoleptic boyfriend

-Hobie Brown

Hobie Brown with a boyfriend whos a juggalo and a fellow spiderman

Hobie Brown sfw alphabet

Hobie Brown nsfw alphabet ❤️

Hobie Brown x deadpool male reader

Hobie brown x lead guitarist male reader

Hobie Brown x Male reader whos spiderman and the son of Miguel from another dimension

Hobie Brown x insecure male reader

-Pavitr Prabhakar

Pavitr Prabhakar sfw alphabet

-Peter Benjamin Parker/Spidernoir

Spidernoir with a ftm reader

Spidernoir with a lover who keeps touching his web slit/spinnerette ❤️(a little bit)

-Ben Reilly

Ben Reilly is in spider heat and wants nothing more than for you to dominate him ❤️

-Multiple

Miles and Prowler Miles with a black cat reader whos in love with miles, and is dead in earth-42.

Relationship headcanons for Miles Morales, Miguel O'hara and Hobie Brown.

Platonic/parental headcanons for Peter B and Miguel with a spiderman male reader whos very protective

DC

-Bruce Wayne

Bruce Wayne x male reader cuddling and edging, drabble ❤️

Bruce Wayne x male reader, meeting the family

-Dick Grayson

Dick Grayson x male reader whos a dancer and hero

Dick Grayson x powered male reader whos the son of oliver queen

Dick Grayson x clarks son reader, who are hopelessly in love.

Dick Grayson x Rogue doctor male reader

-Jason Todd

Jason having a depressive episode and the reader takes care of him, so he goes into subspace ❤️

Jason todd x older vigilante male reader, part two (little bit of  ❤️)

Jason Todd x snobby rich male reader with brat taming ❤️

-Tim Drake

Tim Drake x ftm reader, ft cuddling and homemade coffee

Tim Drake x flirty son of Trigon male reader, whos a sorcerer vigilante

Tim Drake x autistic male reader, where they mirror eachother, ft the batfams reaction to that

Being Tim Drakes boyfriend and his family is protective of him

Tim Drake x male reader, pulling all nighters and falling asleep

Tim Drake x older male reader

-Damian Wayne

Platonic Damian with a Alien reader who pretty much adopts him

-Wally West

Wally West with an autistic male reader

FTM Wally West x Male reader with Wally being eaten out drabble❤️

-Barry Allen

Barry Allen x cat burglar male reader

Barry Allen x alien male reader whos culture roughhouses

-Eobard Thawne

Eobard Thawne with a male reader whos just a normal guy.

-Roy Harper

Roy Harper with a villain male reader

-Clark Kent/Kal-el

Clark Kent being flirted with by a rich male reader, instead of reader flirting with Lois

Clark Kent with a kryptonian partner, featuring scent kink and kryptonian words ❤️

-Conner Kent/Kon-El

Conner Kent with a male reader, featuring kryptonian headcanons ❤️(a little)

Conner Kent with a male reader whos culture is similar to kryptonians and who purrs

Conner Kent with a male reader whos stoic around everyone, but cocky and smug with him

Conner Kent with a male reader whos a clone of plastic man.

-Hal Jordan

Hal Jordan x Red Lantern Czarnian male reader (slight  ❤️)

Hal Jordan x male reader, with a scent/musk kink ❤️

-Guy Gardner

Guy Gardner relationship headcanons

Guy Gardner nsfw alphabet ❤️

Guy Gardner trying to top fellow lantern reader, but being dominated ❤️

Guy Gardner being put in subspace by his star sapphire lover, with sounding ❤️

-John Constantine

Constantine nsfw alphabet ❤️

Constantine with a male reader whos like Dean Winchester from Supernatural

Constantine x tattoo artist male reader (mild ❤️)

-Harvey Dent/Two-Face

Harvey Dent with a male reader who distracts him during work

Harvey Dent/Two-Face cuddle fluff

-Minhkhoa Khan/Ghostmaker

Minhkhoa Khan relationship headcanons

-Multiple

Yandere Jason x speedster male reader x Yandere Dick

Yandere Jason x speedster male reader x Yandere Dick part 2 🖤

Batboys with a villain reader who constantly flirts with them

DC characters and my personal headcanons for them (ethnicity, gender, etc)

Martian Headcanons

Kryptonian Headcanons

Dick grayson x Wally West x male reader

Platonic batfam with a kid reader whos a clone of jason, raised by the Joker

Platonic Batfam with a sick vigilante male reader who wont rest

Star Wars

-Anakin Skywalker

Padawan Anakin Skywalker x dark side leaning male reader

Anakin Skywalker x mandalorian reader with cockwarming ❤️

Anakin Skywalker flirting with the reader and making out

-Paz Vizsla

Paz Vizsla x sith male reader, ft Darth Revan and lots of headcanons

Paz Vizsla x ftm reader headcanons

-Din Djarin

Din Djarin adopting a foundling pantoran reader and being a father figure.

FTM Din Djarin getting eaten out in his pilot seat with his armor on ❤️

-Boba Fett

Boba Fett x male reader with gunplay❤️

The Boys

-Billy Butcher

Billy Butcher x male reader whos Homelanders brother

-Homelander/John Gillman

Homelander x supe male reader whos much more powerful than him ❤️

Homelander dating a ftm reader

-The Deep/Kevin Moskowitz

The Deep x male reader where he gets off just having his gills played with ❤️

-Multiple

A-Train, MM, Frenchie and Hughie as boyfriends, headcanons

Slashers

-Jason Voorhees

Jason with a male reader whos childhood friends who meet again years later

Jason Voorhees nsfw alphabet ❤️

-Chad Martin-Meeks

Chad with a male reader who grew up together and fell in love.

-Billy Lenz

Billy Lenz with somnophilia ❤️(🖤 cuz theres no explicit consent)

-Poly Ghostface

Billy and Stu with a male reader who has anger issues whos tired of being angry

One Piece

-Donquixote Doflamingo

Doflamingo with a lover whos shorter than him

Yandere Doflamingo with a male reader who gets stockholm syndrome ❤️(🖤 a bit, cuz yandere)

Doflamingo x young adult male reader with back pains

-Sir Crocodile

Ftm Sir Crocodile being fucked into submission by the reader ❤️

-Dracule Mihawk

FTM dracule mihawk x service top male reader ❤️

-Red Haired Shanks

Shanks x martial artist male reader whos love language is physical affection and words of affirmation

-Trafalgar D Water Law

Law being Bratty and being punished by a bigger Zoan fruit male reader ❤️

-Vinsmoke/Black Leg Sanji

Sanji being tied up and desperate to touch the reader ❤️

Reader spanking Sanji to let off some steam ❤️

-Roronoa Zoro

Reader punishing/spanking Zoro, but it ends up with them arguing, but making up❤️

-Edward “Whitebeard” Newgate

Whitebeard with a tall male reader whos never been shorter than anyone before ❤️

-Smoker the white hunter

Smoker SFW alphabet

Teen Wolf

-Jackson Whittmore

overall Jackson Whittmore nsfw headcanons ❤️

-Scott McCall

Bottom Scott McCall x kanima-werewolf male reader, ft some tailplay ❤️

Rick and Morty

-Rick Sanchez

Yandere Rick Prime headcanons 🖤

Ovetime

-Josiah Nguyen

Yandere Josiah headcanons 🖤

Call of Duty

-Simon “Ghost” Riley

Ghost being secretly married to Soaps brother

Ftm Ghost x male reader smut drabble ❤️

-Kyle “Gaz” Garrick 

Ftm Gaz x male reader, pussydrunk reader with overstim, drabble ❤️

-Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

Dom rudy headcanons along with a few cute ones ❤️

-Phillip Graves

Graves with a male reader whos gone through a near death experience

Graves with a vampire boyfriend

-Multiple

141 with a male reader who wears a lot of dog tags

Poly Alerudy with a male reader whos childhood best friends and post lovers with Soap

Cod boys with a male reader who wears a mask and has a huge burn scar

Cod boys with a reader who repeats words or phrases they say

Poly alerudy with a short male reader

Alejandro and Graves with a reader who rubs their face against their stubble

Poly alerudy with a tall male reader who is basically a giant cat

Alejandro, Rudy, Graves and Soap with a reader whos create as copying noises

Ghost, Soap, Alejandro, Rudy, and König with a reader whos a famous volleyball player

Alejandro and Rudy with a mute s/o

141 with an autistic reader who makes noises, like meowing and hissing

Soap, Gaz, Ghost, Roach and Graves as pups with petplay❤️

Alejandro and Rudy taking care of their sick and hurt lover

Lookism

-Multiple

Lookism characters with a male reader who has a squishable chest and butt

Barbie (2023)

-Kenneth “Ken” Sean Carson

Ken x male reader drabble, where Ken gives the reader head and has a praise kink ❤️

Stereotypical Ken x Male reader x Pompadour Ken where they compete whos best ❤️

Baldurs Gate 3

-Astarion Ancunín

Astarion with a Bard Tiefling male reader, random headcanons

Fight Club

Jack/The Narrator

Jack x medical staff male reader (drabble, from jacks pov)

-multiple

Tyler Durden and Jack “The narrator” throuple relationship headcanons

Scott Pilgrim Takes off

-Todd Ingram

Helping Todd Ingram get over his crush on Wallace and it leads to make outs.

-Stephen Stills

Stephen Stills x male reader meeting in a club ❤️

My Hero Academia

-Enji Todoroki/Endeavor

Reformed Enji with a hero male reader whos very flirty when they are on patrol

#Masterlist #male reader #marvel imagine #marvel headcanon #dc imaigne #dc headcanon #star wars imagine #star wars headcanon #slasher imagine #slasher headcanon #rick and morty headcanon #rick and morty imagine #one punch man imagine #one punch man headcanon #call of duty imagine #call of duty headcanon #pokemon imagine #pokemon headcanon #the boys imagine #the boys headcanon #harry potter imagine #harry potter headcanon

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❝ You're just making sure I'm never gettin' over you ❞ [part 1/2]

Peter Parker x male!superhero!reader | break-up, light angst, mentions of nsf(t) stuff, 'nudes' | wc: 2k

masterlist; part1; part 2;

Peter had made sure to erase any traces of (Y/N) from their once-shared apartment. He finds himself tonguing his cheek as he confronts his ex-boyfriend on 'their' rooftop with a naughty Polaroid of (Y/N) in his hands.

Peter regretted even agreeing to spend the night out with Flash. He knew why he had but now he wished he hadn't - if he could, Peter was sure he would punch himself right in the jaw, so he'd experience this spiderweb (hah) of pain that climbed from up his jaw to his temple then and not now. The club he'd gone to was called Highball, nothing at all special other than the fact that Flash got VIP lounge access because of a friend. Peter had mulled over the thought for hours before deciding he needed something other than Grey's Anatomy to take the edge off his breakup. Flash had a whole entourage of friends and Peter mostly nodded his head to the bone-shaking music on the booth seats. He didn't hate the blonde for inviting him out. Sure, he had a somewhat complicated relationship with him, what with him being his high school bully and all. But Flash was just being nice and said something about Peter looking particularly pathetic. I probably look worse now, he thought with a muffled moan. He was hunched over his desk as he squirmed and knocked his knees together. A few concerned classmates glanced back, wondering what kind of drinks he'd gulped down to be this hungover. Sure, the brunette was clumsy, a bit messy too and came off as snarky if the smell of coffee wasn't emitting from the stains on his shirt but he was so studious! This was new. "Mr Parker" his head shot up faster than his headache liked, Peter grimaced and pursed his lips but mumbled out a 'yes, sir?' The professor eyed him apprehensively, was that slight disappointment Peter saw through his squinted eyes? "Your opinion on the current discussion, Mr Parker?" Peter bit back a snappy retort but his eyebrow twitched either way. The man had disturbed him just to ask for his opinion on whatever the fuck he'd been droning on about at 8-fucking-am? "It's uh, it's great, sir" he grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose and nodding just slightly. "You...you think the modern-day slave trade is...great?" A few heads turned to stare and Peter's eyes widened. "O-Oh! Oh my God! N-No! Not at all!"

Peter elected to be the last student out of the lecture hall, worrying over his backpack which only had two wire-bound notebooks, stray pens bouncing around, a few crumpled receipts and his web shooters. His professor gave him a pointed look as he approached the front. Peter grinned sheepishly, "I'm sorry I just..." he trailed off. How was it easier to find an excuse for web-slinging than it was for getting drunk? The guilt probably made it harder to lie, he thought. "You have been concerning me as of late, Mr Parker. You show promise. I'm willing to look past your tardiness if you're alert and aware in this class, however, lately" Peter looked at his shoes as he scratched the back of his head. "I know, sir, just been a tough couple of days" his professor arched a brow. "Something to do with Mr (L/N)?" Peter's eyes widened, fist tightening on the strap of his backpack. It's been weeks since the breakup and Peter had taken the liberty of completely cutting-off contact, he'd even emptied their apartment of (Y/N)'s belongings. Hearing his name now felt so taboo. "He's been absent for a while now...after your" he scrunched his face up in pity "...tense, sudden, uhm, distant seating from each other". "Oh God" Peter was now covering his face. Had it been that obvious? A goddamn professor had taken notice! "I'm an old man, seen it all" Peter nodded while still hiding his face "Please don't let this ruin two of my best student's grades". "Yes, sir" he groaned as he walked out of the class.

The only comfort from today was the fact that he only had two lectures. Only one of which he had made a total buffoon out of himself. He'd have enough time to recuperate before it was time for patrol - AKA, nap time. Peter entered the apartment and greeted them aloud. No one answered. He felt stupid as he stood on the threshold of his front door, his grip on the poor doorknob making it squeak in alarm. Peter all but growled as he kicked it close and tossed his backpack on the stupid, lumpy, couch. "Come on, Petey. Lay with me" Peter grits his teeth together as he dug the heels of his hands into his eyes. He'd been petty in telling (Y/N) to get all his shit out of the apartment. Hell, he'd even opened all the windows to air out (Y/N)'s scent after a rough fight with Doc Ock which had left him bruised and annoyingly in need of (Y/N)'s tender care. He had no privilege anymore, but he wished he had, he could hear what (Y/N) would've told him. "Shh, I got you taken care of, pretty boy. Don't worry, I'm here, shh" "Fuck" he should have probably taken off the clothes he'd worn to the club - and his lectures - before he fell onto the mattress, but he felt his throat burn with the familiar rise of a sob and he simply turned to his side. "Fuckkk" (Y/N)'s side had that familiar dip, Peter could feel it, and it felt achingly foreign since he never laid on his side. Just an arm or leg tossed over the territory, maybe even his whole body if (Y/N) had gotten him in a pliant enough mood to spread his legs apart. Peter felt as though the dip was heating up in retaliation. Equally as peeved that (Y/N) wasn't there. Where he rightfully belonged, a voice whispered in his head. Peter felt tears slip past his eyelashes and he began sniffling.

The mattress wasn't exactly something he could simply toss out. Being a college student and freelance photographer whilst paying rent for a shitty apartment in New York meant that buying a new one wasn't in his budget. The whole gig as Spiderman didn't exactly pay well. Maybe he was being dramatic, imagining a dip in the mattress had feelings? Wanting to throw it out simply because his ex-boyfriend had slept on that side? He was definitely losing it. But he could do this, he could get over a boy. He had gotten over his previous partners, albeit, they did stay as friends...and they never made him feel as (Y/N) did but he'd gotten over them. For Christ's sake, he's fought against such a fantastical array of supervillains that would rather have him dead and squished on the sidewalk. He could get over a boy. With that thought in mind, Peter peeked open his eyes to stare at (Y/N)'s side of the mattress. The shitty round rattan bedside table (Y/N) had gotten from a sidewalk and refurbished for fun left a dust imprint on the floor that made Peter sigh, he'd need to wipe that away... He paused as he noticed a gleam of white stuck between the floor and mattress, hidden slightly by the bedsheets being bunched up above it. The brunette reached down, thinking nothing of it as he pulled it out. 'Meet me here, Spidey ♡ ' That was (Y/N)'s handwriting. Peter could not not know it from the hours they spent studying together. He turned it to the front and his face erupted in such delicious shades of red he did not know it could even make, it reach all the way up his ears and down his chest. (Y/N)'s vigilante suit was bunched around his hips, skin looking ever so delicious with only the camera flash, moonlight and New York lights washing over him. Peter felt his mouth go dry as he took in every little detail that shitty little Polaroid camera he'd gotten for (Y/N) for Christmas managed to capture. His lips were exposed, teeth slightly covered by a wicked tongue that was mid-lick and one of his eyes were exposed. His mask was lopsided in a way that reminded Peter of the times they'd meet up during patrol to kiss each other until oxygen ran out. "Fuck" Peter didn't need to look at the background to know where (Y/N) was. He knew exactly where the shithead had taken this picture. "Fuckkk" This day could not get any worse.

(Y/N) felt him before he heard him. Call it his spidey senses if you will, but (Y/N) could tell Peter apart from the millions of brunettes on this Earth even if his senses were taken. He'd worshipped that body too much to ever forget it. The usual thwip and thud came but then cool silence. (Y/N) hummed, feigning amusement as he straightened up from his crouched position on the ledge of the building. "Took you long enough, Spidey" "What is it that you want, (vigilante name)?" He turned his head ever so slightly to peer at Spiderman from over his shoulder. Peter gulped at the sight of (Y/N)'s darkened profile. The way the shadows sharpened the planes of his handsome face, his fingers ached to hold him. "Still bitchy?" And suddenly all that aching turned into ash in his mouth as his hands clenched into fists. "I don't have time for this" (Y/N) laughed, so sharp and loud it made Peter flinch. "No time for me but plenty of time for Flash Thompson and his goons?" (Y/N) faced him, taking steps towards him and a part of Peter cursed at himself for not moving back. He stood his ground, glaring at his ex-boyfriend through his mask. "You seriously think you can replace me with him?" (Y/N) sneered. "You seriously stalked me?" Peter said incredulously. A flash of hurt came across (Y/N)'s expression, his eyebrows sloping all pretty and it made Peter equally as hurt as he was angry. "No, I wasn't...I"

(Y/N) was so close, their chests nearly touching. But then he pulled away, arms crossing his chest as he turned to stare at the city instead. "I got worried" Peter swore his brows reached his hairline from that statement but he said nothing, knowing that (Y/N) was chewing on the insides of his cheeks as he tried to find the words to speak. Peter hated that he knew that about (Y/N). "I was an asshole, yelled things I didn't mean in the heat of the moment but I just, I can't sleep without knowing you're okay so I..." he took a breath, shoulders hugging his neck as he let his hands go limp by his side after a loud exhale. "I did some light stalking. Not Edward Cullen shit, I just make sure Spiderman isn't doing something stupid". Peter crossed his arms, watching (Y/N) for a long minute, urging him to continue. "You're usually back by 4 am when it's quiet, no bullshittery brewing. I checked the police scanners, so I know. I checked all the usual crime hotspots too, so I know. I checked if you were home so-" "You knew" Peter finished. (Y/N) swore he couldn't remember what made them fight so badly that he hadn't even fought when Peter told him to get the fuck out of their apartment. All he knew was the hotel mattress he had been sleeping on felt so foreign, uncomfortable, and strangely unclean - despite the hotel being on the higher end. (Y/N) couldn't sleep. Physically could not get his mind to shut up. Too spoiled by Peter's lips on his neck, drowsily sleep-talking, and Peter's arms around him holding him close so he didn't untether into the land of nightmares.

"...How'd you know I was at the club?" Peter scratched the back of his head and (Y/N)'s shoulders droop. His head shook as he chuckled. "Flash, asked me if I wanted to join" "But he knows we-" Peter scoffed as realized. Right. What better way to get your friends to get back together than drinks and dirty dancing? Nice try, Flash, Peter thought. He leaned against the door leading up to the rooftop, watching (Y/N) as he sat on the ledge, still facing each other. (Y/N) leaned on his hands, in the same pose as the Polaroid. Which prompted Peter to tongue his cheek. He reached into the neck area of his suit, mask lifting above his nose in the process, to pull out that goddamn Polaroid. His ex-boyfriend watched, crossed legs opening as Spiderman marched close and shoved it to his face. "Oh". "Oh," Peter mocked. "The 'light' stalking, I can forgive" (Y/N) perked up at that "But nudes?" With his mask partially lifted, (Y/N) could tell that Peter wasn't angry enough to be taken seriously - his lower lip trembles when he's excited. "Partial nude" he defended. "Unwanted partial nude" Peter retorted which made (Y/N) tilt his head as he pushed himself up to stand. Since Spiderman was between his legs as he towered and berated him, as (Y/N) rose, their breaths fanned across Peter's lips. They were closer than before. "Unwanted?" did he have to whisper so seductively? Peter felt his face warming. Peter tensed as (Y/N) pressed forward, their chests now touching. Peter scolded himself for wishing the suits they wore wasn't in the way. "Is that why you haven't tossed it away? Why haven’t you ripped it apart? Because you" his finger ghosted along Peter's sternum and towards his navel, "didn't like it?" Peter's lower lip trembled and (Y/N) fought back a smile as his hands wrapped around Peter's waist and he pulled him in. Closer. So close Peter swore the very air he was breathing was (Y/N)'s. "Never said I didn't like it" Peter whispered, his hands reaching between to cup (Y/N)'s face.

#s3thwrit3sstuff #reader is lowkey manipulative #just a smidge #can't decide if reader should be top or bottom #reader is giving dom vibes tho #mattress became angsty for some reason #gay reader #reader insert #male!reader #male reader #male reader insert #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel x male reader #spiderman #spiderman x reader #spiderman x male reader #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x male reader #andrew garfield peter parker #or any peter parker fancast you want

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autism analysis of ps2 horror games but MOSTLY haunting ground and some of sh2

slight nsf*w mention just scroll if you're not interested im rambling, mentions of assault but not in depth

This is really long

Psychosexual horror is a very neglected trope I think but also rightfully so for being such a squeamish subject for people. Horror themes relating to sexual encounters is like. not something everyone wants to relive or sit through in games so it's not ideal to come across it. I think about how interesting in SH2, the bubble head nurses in relevance to James are something people are crazy about 1. for their boobs 2. they are relevant to james being that theyre apart of his guilty conscience and cognition of women around him while he's unable to touch and hold mary like he absolutely Should be able to. Ahhhh dying illness pain. Theyre good people. James Wants to be a good man and is desperate to be convinced he Is one, despite silent hill holding him down and persisting the signs that he is an immoral fucked little man.

I liked that. It's guilty. Very guilty and lots of emotion, but he couldnt help it, and all he could do to combat was deny he ever did. Desperate repression and punishing yourself for carrying such awful rancid fantasies about infedelity etc etc and you're still in genuine love with your wife. Not so black and white in a situation like this

Its fun

I guess that might allude to why haunting ground is so fun for me. My favorite theme of horror in games will always be Psychological yes, but psychosexual is very fun with how much variety it can be sometimes. Sex is tied to a lot of emotions and for one person can be the best thing in the eworld and for another the worst.

Haunting ground is very themed with sex seeing as how the protagonist is being chased solely for her womb for reproduction reasons but the motivation most of the stalkers have for fiona is actually infatuation and ambition.

debilitas is innocently chasing after fiona under the impression she's alike to his expensive bisque dolls. she is the princess, she's 'pretty', with fair skin and blonde hair and blue eyes, she's slim >_> the conventional traits of what some random dude would label Pretty- she's "perfect" and clean, like the dolls debilitas carries around the castle - the first Girl he's met! (as daniella is more treated as a failure, "wench", servant, bloodied and unkind woman. she doesn't smile kindly like fiona does, nor does she give off 'innocence'. her eyes look tired, slender - she's cruel and nasty..)

he chases relentlessly after fiona, not for sexual gratification, but out of admiration and infatuation. he thinks fiona is like a doll! his most dangerous attack is picking fiona up and hugging her so tight, he cant control his strength - and therefore she's crushed under his weight. it's only until despite all his chasing that fiona decides to spare him that he realize she's not actually like. some scampering mouse lol. she showed him. mercy! and debilitas suddenly feels incredible guilt. running away, hiding in his shack - he doesn't dare come out while fiona is still roaming the castle, doesnt want to get in her way - and when you confront him, he begs for forgiveness by offering a gift - the way out of the castle!! ( at least in a "new game +" lol)

his AI difficulty is easy to maneuever, too, so i feel like that's why daniella's introudction is such a spike in difficulty and processing.

immediately, daniella pursues fiona with... um. err..

two interpretations of daniella's dinner made for fiona is that she fed fiona bits of her mother, or that daniella drugged her. the former is more popular. weakening down fiona to the point she falls unconscious, just so daniella can observe her - it's.... um.

- i feel like now that i forgot to mention the already reoccuring shots of a person watching fiona from behind, from her side - lots of lingering views on her in haunting ground, it would be best to comment on that now. it's genuine voyuerism at this point. a violation of her privacy - and this is from the start of the game, by the way.

daniella watching over fiona while she sleeps, with this context, it feels a bit. alarming! fiona is obviously freaked when she wakes up, but because daniella has disturbed her, she has a total meltdown and suddenly becomes hostile.

daniella is a very traumatized girl, no matter how you look at her. no one quite knows what she is, but either way, it's sad! her "creator" made her with the intention to make the "perfect" woman, but she cannot feel pain, or pleasure, and she can't taste food, either. she's lacking in humanity. HOWEVER, you learn that daniella has also been kidnapped at a young age. so...

...? is she a homunculus? is she a kidnapping victim who was so traumatized to the point of shutting down?

nevertheless, it comes to light that daniella is also infertile. she can't bare children (how did they... find that out.. i was really squeamish to hear about this part, very nauseating details that are subtle, but sickening when you think about it.)

Riccardo is seriously fucked for his impact on debilitas and especially Daniella + fiona. he’s not as fleshed out as the first two stalkers, but he serves his purpose. he’s controlling, violently misogynistic, and terribly cruel. kidnapping daniella at her young age, traumatizing her just for her to serve as fiona’s maid for the rest of her life — how could daniella Not resent fiona? the girl she was groomed to serve and she never consented to any of it.

riccardo will ruin the life of anyone else’s and throw it all away if it means it’ll benefit him— so it’s no surprise that when he comes across fiona, she’s nothing more than a prize or an object. he literally believes that fiona belongs to Him.

But that’s really all there is to it. It’s interesting, at least, that the person stalking Fiona throughout the game is revealed to be lorenzo— a man who swears he only intends to help Fiona and nothing more than that. but he quite literally just. has the same intentions as Riccardo

I feel personally.. that while it is probably necessary to explore every variety of infatuation and obsession — all these characters desire fiona in one way or another . Whether it be sexually, out of ambition, out of objectification or all three. it’s just that the first half, debilitas and daniella serve so much more complexity than the latter half.

i feel like that’s why, when you talk to any haunting ground fan— their favorite always happens to be one of the early stalkers, most likely daniella. she’s a fan favorite for a reason, but it’s also because she serves so much interesting potential and is such a fun character to think about— you do have people still making theories about whether she’s believed to be human or a homunculus.

I dunno. I like haunting ground a lot. My brother got this game when it came out and he adored it. he’s more of a fan of like. girl characters running away from action/intense situations in ridiculous revealing outfits (fiona’s figure is especially sexualized) but he’s some gay guy who likes playing pretty women in gta online LOL. he loooves girls in horror or action media. even if it’s sometimes for weird reasons i don’t get. he’s really funny to me. i asked him if he still had his copy, because i remember him looking on ign for walkthroughs trying to figure things out — he sold it LOL he couldn’t beat the game…

But I Remember Playing A Lot of It. As a 7 Year Old Girl

Haha

bye

#zach and alex iknowyou just followeed mee im sorry ignoree this 32k r32i4 rejdwe3249 32940934 9032490 32I havee uautism

[squidsavior]

just slightly rambling about some thoughts about detaching myself from a possessive person and how it’s effecting me and writing this muse.

slight mention of possessive partners and ns/fw stuff ( mostly how I want to write but I can’t ) 

This muse has been shipped with their character for years. To the point it was one of my favorites. But seeing how possessive their muse was about mine makes me uncomfortable to the point that.

“I don’t want ships like that anymore”

because this isn’t the first time she was in a questionably possessive partner. And when we write poly it seemed to felt one sided? As the other character would go off with two other guys.

Despite, me suggesting multiverse stuff. They said that “but what if it’s normal?”

So I just... ran with it? Because it seemed like I couldn’t change their mind.

And when it has to go with NSF/W stuff  they were the only person i felt comfortable writing it with because 

1. I don’t usually write that stuff and I don’t have a lot of experience so we aren’t judging.

2. just knowing the person for a long time. and of course they ask if I was okay with it. Or if I don’t feel like writing ns/fw when it was happening.

I do want to try writing nsf/w stuff but I just can’t? With my lack experience of writing that stuff because I’ve been surrounded by very openly horny people. To the point I was grossed out in the past where I was like “yeah no way I’m gonna write that. in the future when I get older” but now I’m just

¯\_(ツ)_/¯  “ok sure. I’ll give it a shot. I won’t be perfect but you’ll help me right?” But now it seems like I need more time to trust any close mutual of mine to write these sort of things. Like at least a year or two of knowing the person.

strange how trusting a person can fuck you over with writing a character because of a ship.

#◤ 🦕 〉 Out of the Blue ◥ #venting cw #tbd maybe;;

[mino-diabolik]

Complete your OC Info★:

[Admin!Danny: Thank you for the mention @mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat ⭐️]

(A. Appearance)

Shape of eyes? Length/style of Lashes?

Similar to his mother, Mystic has hooded round eye shapes. Though they are naturally this shape, it may flatten or thin depending on his mood or the attitude he may be trying to conviene. Either instances go rather well with his visage, where his round eyes give him that bubbly and amiable air (much like the friendliness Shin gives off with his person on its own), while he is also capable of convening fear (or others) into the second party’s person.

Any piercing? How many?

None, nor has he been interested in getting any. He simply doesn’t like them.

Hair color? Was it dyed before?

Mystic’s hair is a pitch black, contrasting rather well with his jade skin. He has dyed it multiple times in the past, actually. Most notably, red. After which the tint fell out, he was blond with dark roots for some time. From there, he never dyed his whole head again, instead stuck to getting highlights, all ranging from red to green and even white and blue.

Describe casual outlook/outfit

(Canonly speaking, as in, not the one he wears in his sprite) Mystic wears a gray hoodie, which isn’t large enough to seem enormous on him, but it is rather long. He can tug at it and it will reach just over his knees. On top of it, it’s an opened dark jean jacket with wide matte black sleeves; the hood of the garment underneath pillows around his neck. The bottom half of his attire are a pair of simple dark slim jeans, white socks, and flat black Converses.

Any physical uniqueness?

Mystic sticks out in the crowd—and even within his family—because of the mismatched nature of his eyes. As it is quite a rare mutation known in the Human Realm, people tend to not believe those are the actual colors of his eyes. Even amongst creatures from the Demon Realm, this trait attracts a lot of attention.

Are they confident with their looks?

Not even a question. Mystic is not humble in the slightest about being called handsome or attractive. He knows damn well the effect he tends to have on people he meets and uses that his advantage when he can.

“Oh? Are you going to tell me I’m mistaken?”

What kind of expression do they usually wear?

Mystic is always smiling. To strangers, to friends, to family, to people he is head over heels—he smiles to everyone, but of course, not all convey the same feelings.

(B. Bout them)

Height? Weight? Age? Occupation?

5’7” (170cm). 60kg (132lbs). Mystic (when compared to some of the boys) is oldish, having been born sometime before the American Revolution; he remains at the physical age of eighteen but is well over 240 years. His occupation is that of a bounty hunter (sometimes, hitman) and casual student of Ryoutei Academy—

“Meaning that I can go and leave as I want, whenever I please. You won’t see me in the classroom everyday, but I will appear around every two to three days of the week. I’m a busy man out of school, after all.”

How would you describe your OC's personality?

Mystic is amiable, and the kind of person that can walk into a room full of strangers and come out with multiple friends. It’s very easy to approach him as a stranger and start up a conversation with him. As gullible as it might make him, he is soft to pleas and others treating him well enough, that he will wholeheartedly believe they don’t have bad intentions unless they prove him wrong. He tends to have short fuse (it’s a family thing, apparently) but can’t handle a verbal argument in such state, so he tends to become violent.

Three hidden knowledge or secrets about them.

Mystic tends to be afraid of heights. He will fly when necessary, but keep it at a comfortable height. Just don’t make him look over the edge of a tall building, he will start hyperventilating.

Mystic’s dreams tend to be so vivid and enveloped in magic, he can wake up soaked in water, bleeding, or bruised, depending on what he has encountered within the realm in his head.

(Slight NSFW warning here but—) Though not really a secret, Mystic is quite the masochist. He tends to act proud and hard to get due to tendencies his biological family has rubbed off on him, but lord, does he love getting degraded—

Talk about their room design

Mystic’s room in the Banmaden has the same layout as the rest of his family, except he has moved in and thrown everything he needs to feel comfortable and at home. That being, a desk/maker’s space of his own at the corner of the room, where he keeps his charcoal and watercolor art pieces; he keeps his what he is the most proud of pinned into the wall. Aside from that, the basic color palette of his room is shared between blue spruce and black with dark wood in terms of the furniture is made out of.

Do they have someone that they like?

If we’re talking about liking someone in terms of “I like hanging out with them” it’s basically all of them. As said before, he can walk into a room full of strangers and come out with an army of friends.

Though if we’re talking about feelings of attraction, then I could say it doesn’t get any better, really. Just check recent interactions, I mean—

Canonly speaking, though (main/primary universe), I can firmly say Ruki and Kino fall within this category.

Do they have someone that they worship?

His mother. Throughout his years of being cared for and looked after his mother, Mystic has been unable to find a single flaw on that woman. She is the mother every child deserves: kind, caring, understanding, accepting—everything good really. She’s beautiful and poised, but will crack a sincere smile for her loved ones. She doesn’t have a short fuse and is actually very coolheaded, thinking about consequences before she takes any action. Unless it’s in time of crisis, which is understandable.

What are they skilled in; What are they not skilled in doing?

Mystic’s social skills are off the roof, he is also a fast learner, good at body-on-body combat, drawing, as well as quite avid at driving and holding firearms. One of the things he isn’t good at, though, is being patient or sitting still, he can’t stay focused on something for too long without getting distracted by something else a second later. He also tends to be bad at reading people, or keeping a straight face himself.

(C. Community)

Do they have many friends?

Again, a lot of them—

How do they behave towards friends; How do they behave towards strangers?

Mystic is the very friend that will bring you more trouble than comfort, but is always there to brighten up the mood on a solemn day. He does tend to flirt as a joke, and makes it clear it’s a joke by exaggerating his comments beyond the scope of ridiculousness. To strangers, he doesn’t turn a cold shoulder at them, but actually guides the conversation. He is friendly and cordial, but will outright tell you to back away if you manage to irk him with a certain comment or if he just isn’t in the best of moods at the time.

How do they behave towards closer friends?

He enjoys chatting their ear off until he either runs out of things to say or they tell him to shut the fuck up. Whichever happens first, he will sit there and make them company for as long as he can.

How do they behave towards their best friend(s)

Oh, boy, better prepare for a day without rest. He will arrive at their house without previous notice, crash through the door, jump through the window—whatever passage is left open for him—and proceed to drag them out for some quality time. After all, he often doesn’t have any free days, so it’s just normal for him to want to enjoy his precious time as much as possible, right?

How do they behave towards the ones older than them?

“With fear—”

It really depends on who we are talking about. He doesn’t feel all that different from his elders within the crowd of his family (Elle, DJ, and Shin) but feels is imposed under the fear of God by his uncle and older cousin, whose glare is capable of making him a puddle of piss.

Do they like hanging out outdoors?

Mystic very much enjoys being outdoors. As much as he also likes staying rolled up in the comfort of his bedsheets, he can’t stay cooped in on a single place for long amounts of time. Makes him desperate and itchy all over, for some reason.

Do they prefer to be alone or with a group of friends?

He prefers being a in a group of friends, even if he isn’t feeling very sociable that day, he very enjoys just a bit of reassurance he wouldn’t be alone.

(D. Diet)

[Admin!Danny: Take it away, Mys—]

Do they prefer eating rice or noodles?

“Noodle all the way! Have you seen how many variations of them there are?! And just into how many plates they can integrated into without making it look odd?”

Do they like soft drinks?

“Once in a while. Not often, though. I rather have a glass of water, maybe some juice or tea.”

What are their most hated food; What are their most favorite food?

“Most hated food…? I can’t think of anything, really. I’m not a picky eater. I’ve never really been a picky eater; not even as a child. In terms of favorite food—honestly, I just really like seafood. Anything from lobster tails, clams, fish, shrimp… just any kind, really! Also, you know, bring me a platter of my favorite chips and I’ll kiss you on the spot—”

Are they picky in terms of meals?

“Nope, as I said before. Fufufu. Never have been.”

Do they like eating junk food?

“Ooh, I love it! Dip with me to the store and buy the entire aisle with me!”

Are they stable in the concept of three times of meal a day? Are they taken regularly in time?

“Ha… haha……”

The answer here is no. Unfortunately, due to his crowded schedule and the nature of his job, Mystic is always on the move and never capable of sitting down at a certain time in the day to have a decent meal. More often than not, he stops somewhere and buys something really quick, in case he has to jump out of his seat and chase.

Do they prefer sweet or salty food?

“Either or is fine. A lot of sweet cloys my appetite, though. Kazuha does tend to prefer the sweet over savory or spicy, so I deal with it whenever I’m around her.”

#diabolikloversoc #mystic tsukinami #complete your oc info game #danny #mystic facts

[mishietishie]

𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕘 𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕠

Hello there darlings! Welcome to my blog!

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖

Fluff

Angst

Headcanons (SFW)

Drabbles

Oneshots

Yandere/lovesick themes

Platonic/romantic relationships

Comfort/reverse comfort

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖

Straight up NSF

18- x 18+

Abuse

Zoophillia (human x animal)

Plot that is meant to make homo - and transphobia seem valid

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖

Slight suggestive themes

MENTIONS of homophobia, transphobia, racism, etc

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕠 𝕀 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖?

Oc x oc

Reader x oc

Fem, masc, gn, and trans aligned readers, ocs and Canon characters

LGBTQ+ relationships

Almost any relationship dynamic (dm or request if you're uncertain about a dynamic)

Readers of any body shape and nationality (you're all beautiful ♥️)

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕞𝕤 𝕕𝕠 𝕀 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣?

Jjk

Mha

Kny

Spooky month

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

(More Fandoms will be added in the future)

ℝ𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤

I'm taking requests, but I won't be able to respond immediately

I can work with the emoji anon system ( 👽 anon, 🤡 anon, etc)

Before you request anything, make sure to check what I will and won't write. If you're not sure about something you can always ask in a respectful manner and I'll try to answer you in a respectful way back

𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕠 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣

I'm a minor, which means I won't write NSFW.

I'm a lovesick fool who's never been in a relationship before and craves a loving embrace

I'm still in school, hence the fact I won't be able to reply to requests as fast

I really like listening to music, especially Arctic Monkeys, måneskin, Melanie Martinez, and MCR

Animal crossings lover

Your #1 fan!!

𝔾𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥?

𝕊𝕦𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕀𝔾?

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Last updated: 8/04/2024

#blog #writers on tumblr #mishietishie

[princeanxious]

So in trying to answer this ask Tumblr just decided to eat the damn ask instead of putting it into my drafts so here we are!

So. This got out of hand very quickly..and i ended up spending two days on these. They were supposed to be Doodles!! And thats not what happened!! Im not really mad tho bc they turned out very well but like....... my idea was that one dragon defends and the other protects? So, obvi Remus ended up w/ Dee and Roman and Logan ended up doing the ‘fighting’ but it really panned out as a ‘heated’ game of consensual glorified Cat and Mouse. All of this taking place as a mock adventure in the Imagination.

I’m well aware this was supposed to be light hearted and funny and sweet, and the first piece(Demus) is! The second piece(Logince) tho.. it took on a mind of its own. So. Deal. And accept two days worth of complex work pls ;; (give em a tap for better quality!!)

Bonus close-ups because I PUT SO MUCH DETAIL INTO THESE DANG IT:

#sanders sides #logince #demus #dukeceit #luka draws #tw cursing #remus sanders #deceit sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #slight nsfs mention #i hope everyone knows my commissions are still open hhhhhnnn #long post #ish #fantasy dragon au

[godsoftheskyau]

I was about to send a roman thirst ask but then the line 'if roman is the sun then virgil is getting that vitamin d in more ways that's one ;)' popped into my head and honestly I dont know what to do about it

I was holding onto this ask for a good bit bc every time i read it i’d wheeze a bit bc a Roman thirst ask sounds hilarious but also just makes me want to upload a doodle sheet of multiple poses of Roman showing off being buff to spite yall xD

And as for the second half of this ask, all I have to say is Yes, and Lets move on and not look into it too much xD

#gots asks #look Virgil is weak for buff Roman just like the rest of us aight #slight nsfs mention #slight nsft mention

[gummie-crayon]

i swear one of the sides says "Penis-haver (derogatory)"

what

what provoked this 2 be sent

its roman tho

#imagine the sides have like . doll anatomy so they make fun of thomas 4 having a full body #slight nsfs #ask 2 tag #roman mention

[dewdrop-writes]

Genshin Impact Masterlist

♥WHO YOU PRETEND I AM (Zhongli x fellow god! reader) (cw:  mentions of violence and blood, character death (not reader) and self-deprecating feelings)

SAGAU

♥TEYVAT’S WEILDER

(series, Rejected! God! Darling who has a strong connection with Teyvat)

Part 1 

Part 2 

Part 3

Part 4 

Part 5 

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

♥ THE CARESS OF FREEDOM (Venti x reader)

♥FREEDOM'S WINGS (Venti x reader part 2)

♥ THE FATED THREE (Consort! Zhongli, Ayaka and Diluc x reader)

♥ETERNALLY YOURS (Ei x reader)

♥THE BLAZE OF KINDNESS (Thoma x reader)

♥WHISPERS OF THE WIND (Kaedehara Kazuha x reader)

♥THE FIRSTBORN (imposter! albedo x reader)

♥SUBJECT 2 SAVING YOU  (imposter! albedo x reader) (cw: mention of injuries)

♥BEGGING FOR UNATTAINABLE FORGIVENESS (Archons x reader) (cw: angst, slight mention of injuries)

♥TEYVAT’S WORSHIP HEADCANONS (+ KLEE HCS)

♥WARM AS THE ICE AND SNOW (Fatui villain au) (cw mention of injury, trauma)

♥The archons (+ Travelers) when someone insults their Creator

♥ MESSENGER OF THE STARS (word vomit exploring the relationship between Celestia and the Creator a bit)

♥ More about envoy of clestia

(+amazing art of the envoy)

♥OF GENTLE BREEZES AND TOUGH HEARTS (Xiao x reader) (cw: injury, blood)

♥OF WARM BREEZES AND SOFTENED HEARTS (Xiao x reader par 2)

♥ALWAYS FAITHFUL, THE ADEPTI (Xiao and Ganyu x reader)

♥IN THE NAME OF JUSTICE (Yanfei x reader)

Zhongli

series:

♥THE DRAGON, THE KNIGHT, THE LOVER  (Zhongli x reader)

♥REBORN FROM THE ASHES (Zhongli x reader)

♥THE HEART OF A DRAGON (Zhongli x reader)

♥AN UNWELCOME AMBUSH (Zhongli x reader)

♥ TAMING THE DRAGON (Zhongli x reader)

♥ THE DESIRES OF A DRAGON (Zhongli x reader) (NSF/T) (same au as the series)

♥ AFTERGLOW OF THE DRAGON (Zhongli x reader) (suggestive) (AU sidestory)

♥ A DIVINE GIFT (Zhongli x pregnant reader) (AU sidestory)

♥ COMFORT (Zhongli x AFAB reader on their period)

♥ WHO YOU PRETEND I AM (Zhongli x fellow god! reader) (Not SAGAU) (cw: angst with a happy ending)

#maserlist #genshin masterlist #genshin x reader

[linpunny]

Hot Clover

A/N THERE IS NOT ENOUGH ZORA IDEALE CONTENT RIGHT NOW AND I SIMP MIGHTY HARD FOR THIS COOL MASKED JERK. So please enjoy “Hot clover” a multi work fic of Zora Ideale.

Warning: Female self insert. Angst. mentions of curse words. slight nsf. i mean its midly spicy if that. (if anyone sees sees any other warning or triggers I should add let me know PLEASE)

word count : 1185

Chapter 1: Stolen glances

 “Ahhh! I’m not done yet!!” You flipped over in bed your sleep ridden eyes could barely make out the numbers on the clock. 7 a.m.

“Asta!!” You groaned as you threw the covers on the floor angrily. Slamming the door open you felt a breeze as a small idiot cleaned the floor of the black bulls base very loudly with a rag. Sighing you thought ‘how could someone clean so loudly?’ Just as you opened your mouth to sound off and express your unhappiness for being woken up by Asta, a voice shouted “You stupid shitty shrimp!! What kind of idiot cleans so loudly this early in the morning?!” He scoffed, his deep cerulean eyes blazing hot. You closed your mouth and stared at Zora, unable to look away, hypnotized by his appearance. What little clothes he had on ‘not that he wore much to begin with’ made your mouth dry. He was pantless, the only thing he was wearing were skintight black boxers and his signature mask. ‘Does he sleep with the mask on...?’ You questioned. His gaze turned towards you, his red brows knitted together in frustration. He stood there silent his eyes looking you up and down for what felt like an eternity. ‘Tch’ he clicked his tongue and walked back to his room and slammed the door shut.

 Shortly after Zora returned to his room you looked to Asta who was now yelling again as he landed on Zora’s trap magic. He was stuck paralyzed in a dumb position. His right leg sticking up, his hands in the air gripping the rag. His mouth tout, he begged for you to help. You laughed and closed the door to your room and fell onto the bed, pulling the covers up. “Zora..” you smiled as his name fell from your lips. You drifted off to sleep once again this time with an image of Zora in his damn near too tight boxers that were barley doing their job of covering his bulge.

————-

A knock on the door jolted you awake again after a few hours of shamelessly dreaming of him. You were flustered, your cheeks cherry red, heart thumping loudly, skin covered in goosebumps. You tried to steel yourself as the knocks continued your door. “Wait a minute!!” The knocks were heavy handed, loud and brash. ‘Captain Yami’ you rolled your eyes and opened the door just enough so you could make eye contact with him. “Kid didn’t you hear me knocking?” He took a drag of his cigarette blowing the smoke at you. You blinked and scoffed, “How could I not hear you? You almost broke down my damn door Captain!!” You stared daggers at Yami. He forced the door open with his foot and grabbed you by the head lifting you up to eye level “Do you have a death wish today dumbass?” You remained silent, “Huh, I didn’t hear you?” “N-no” you stuttered. “Good, because you have a mission today.”

 Yami continued to grip your head and walked you to the common room of the base and flung you down on the couch. “I’m not even dressed yet Captain!” he laughed and blew more smoke your way, “Sounds like a personal problem.”

There you sat in an over sized shirt with a clover emblem and purple boy short underwear with your arms crossed over your chest. Zora walked up beside you and placed a hand on your shoulder “I wasn’t aware that clothing was optional, should I change?” He shot a toothy grin your way and leaned in closer mocking you. Shoving away Zora you flicked him off and sank as low as you could into the couch. “Vanessa wears more clothes than you do Zora.” You mumbled trying to hide the blush creeping on your face. “Oi! You two idiots shut up already.” Yami yelled. Zora and you glared at each and then focused your attention to the now impatient Captain who was on his second cigarette since entering the common area.

Yami flicked the ash of his cigarette to the floor and took another long drag before speaking. “The two of you have a mission to go on-“ you interrupted Yami, “Again?” Sighing Yami continued “Yes, again. Get ready you leave in an hour. Zora knows the details. “ turning around Yami yelled for Finral to use his spatial magic to take him to the bathroom to fight yet another monster shit.

“Again? You don’t like going on missions with me brat?” Zora stood in front of you his head cocked to the side “We can leave now if your ready, purple is one of my favorite colors..” he was enjoying this. He watched as your face turned red with embarrassment. “S-s-shut up you uncool masked jerk!” You shut your eyes tight and tried to ignore him. ‘If I can’t see Zora then he can’t see me.’ You didn’t want to see his stupidly attractive body, you didn’t want to see him in your dreams and you didn’t want him to see you in your underwear. “no response huh?” Zora placed both hands around your waist and picked you up to throw over his shoulder. Your eyes grew wide and you shrieked and wiggled your way out his grasp and fell on the floor hard. He chuckled as you ran away horrified. “Maybe next time you should answer when your being talked to you damn brat!”

Running a hand through his crimson hair he waited for you to return. His thoughts drifted to the way his hands felt on your hips. Even if it was just for a moment it nearly sent him over the edge. He had gone on plenty of missions with you over the last few months, but it never occurred to him how supple your hips were, or how intoxicating your scent was to him. It was painfully obvious for Zora to see you were attracted to him. He noticed every fleeting look you gave him throughout the day. He took pride in making blush creep over your skin when his eyes meet with yours. And how could he not notice the way you nervously nibbled on your lower lip when he walked into the room? Either you were trying to flirt or you were just really bad at hiding it. “Probably the later” he thought aloud.

Vomit. You had wanted to vomit. You felt like never leaving your room. He was a tease. One you couldn’t resist. The skin where he had touched you burned hot with desire. “It was a prank. It was just a joke. Calm down, calm down..calm down!.” you begged for your heart to stop leaping out of your chest. He was waiting and you were reeling from his touch still. Sighing you threw the shirt to ground and put on a fish net undershirt, a black camisole and a gray suspender skirt that scooped right underneath your bust line. After finishing lacing up your boots you pulled the black bulls robe over your head and shut the door. It was mission time after all.

#black clover #black clover zora #black clover fic #black clover mutli fic #black clover female reader #black clover smut work eventually #black clover wip #black clover zora ideale #black clover angst #yami sukehiro mention #asta mention

[maloryinthemiddle]

May a poor, lost soul request some NSFT Malcolm headcanons?

of course! especially if it's NSF.....

he’s too afraid to tell the girls he dates he likes to have a more submissive role when it comes to sex

he was in denial about liking dudes until a bully was too rough with him once and the sexual awakening began~

he wants to be pegged by his girlfriends so badly

also likes femboys (i hope this term doesn't offend, idk how else to say it)

did i mention slight masochism too [sometimes]?

he fantasized about Cynthia going down on him a lot

likes it when girls cry during sex

loves hermaphrodite porn

when it comes to sex with girls he prefers the cowgirl position 

he always eats his own cum after he masturbates and reasons it'll probably help his IQ

i could write a thesis on what might’ve happened with the whole ‘Stilts’ accident but i’ll spare yall the horror 

wilkercest ones (look away if you weak)

sometimes starts fights with Reese on purpose because it's their foreplay

when he was little he was fascinated with watching Francis masturbate/hooking up with someone (Francis said he ‘had’ a lot of ppl in their room... per s4ep9)

he lost his virginity to Reese (hahaha)

(did i do this right?) sorry if this is not what you expected, anon lol

#ive never done these before so excuse meeeee #i tried but REESE VOICE im stupid #Malcolm in the Middle #mitm #wilkercest

[dr-skellington]

And The Winner Is...

So I was hella bummed to miss HIV/AIDS Awareness Day... So I wrote this for National HIV/AIDS Testing Day but I feel like it can emcompass both

anyways happy National HIV/AIDS Testing Day! If you’re sexually active y’all better go get tested! 😜

This is being posted to both my main and nsfs blogs because all of us nsfs content creators are guilty of (more often than not) creating content that doesn’t portray safe sex, which is the only way to prevent STDs and AIDS. For all my followers out there, please use condoms when engaging in sexual activity and if you don’t want to get pregnant, use some form of contraceptive as well. Stay safe. Love you guys <3

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Fandom: Sanders’ Sides

Pairing: Loceit

Words: 2,899

Summary: Janus has been in the epicenter of the AIDS pandemic since it began. He’s seen more death, felt more loss, and heard more pain than any human should just within the last seven years. He’d all but given up on family, friends, forming bonds of any kind, because he knew they would just be taken away from him.

Until he met Logan Abbott.

Tags/Warnings: death, character death, HIV/AIDS, takes place in the 80s, specifically ‘87-’89, mentions of ballroom culture, descriptions of illness, descriptions of delirium/fever, descriptions of unintentional minor starvation, this is not a cheery fic guys just keep that in mind and be careful

December, 1987

“Number 37?”

Silence.

“Number 37.”

People glancing around. Logan nudges Janus. “Janus, that’s you.”

Janus startles slightly when Logan nudges him, blinking. He’d been completely zoned out, staring at the white wall opposite their chairs. “Ah, yes. Right. Thank you, I’ll be back in a moment.” He stands up, meeting the nurse’s kind smile with a blank look and following her back to the doctor’s office.

Janus shuts the door behind him, the click of the deadlatch nearly deafening in the silence. He takes a seat across from the doctor in a stiff polyester chair, shifting his weight nervously and crossing one leg over the other. Janus folds his hands in front of him and gives a slight nod.

The doctor smiles at him, opening up his file and looking over a page as she speaks. “So, are you ready to hear the results of your test?” She looks up, one of her eyebrows slightly raised.

All he can manage is a nod, his heart hammering in his chest. Please let it be negative, please let it be negative, it has to be negative.

“You tested positive, Janus. I’m sorry.”

Janus sits in numb silence for a moment, his mind screeching to a halt, the sound of his racing heart unheard past the ringing in his ears. Positive. He had HIV.

“Run the test again.”

He doesn’t even realize he spoke until the doctor is replying, a sympathetic frown pulling at her lips. “We’ve run the test twice. I’m sorry, but that’s the result.” He shakes his head, looking at her with wide, frantic eyes.

“I can’t have HIV, I can’t die! Not yet!”

The doctor raises her hands in an effort to placate him. “Janus, you aren’t going to die. This doesn’t have to be a death sentence. There are options; treatments, support groups. There’s AZT. You don’t need to fight this forever, you just need to fight until a cure is found-”

Janus jumps to his feet, pushing the chair back. “What cure?! No one is looking! The world wants us dead!” He’s bordering on hysterical; shouting, trembling with his racing heartbeat, tears streaming down his face. He wasn’t an idiot. Doctors may promise help and support and solutions but the facts were that no one cared enough to even look for a cure and the only worthwhile treatment killed as many people as it helped. He’d seen the effects of AZT, seen how it can make your body shut down. He was just as well off not doing anything, in his mind.

His doctor sighs, lowering her hands. “I understand that this is hard to accept. I’ll give you a moment to yourself, I’ll be right outside if you need me.” She walks past Janus and shuts the door quietly behind her, leaving him in silence.

It lasts for all of ten seconds before he’s falling back into his chair and hiding his face in his hands as sobs wracked his body. In the span of thirty seconds his entire life had been thrown up in the air, all plans for the future shrouded in a veil of futile hope that he’d even live long enough to see them happen.

The virus had swept through the gay community like the final plague of Egypt, claiming countless lives in the last seven years and looming over thousands more. It had become apparent very quickly that there would be no help. Not from the president, or any governors; no one. Hospital staff would do their best, but even they could only do so much and due to lack of knowledge many of them were afraid to get too close to those on the downslide, afraid of catching the virus themselves. It was the kind of plague that left even the most healthy man riddled with anxiety. It was the kind of plague that didn’t care about sex, race, gender, religion; it only cared about spreading death.

It was the one thing in this world Janus was afraid of.

Janus had been only nineteen when the pandemic began. He remembered hearing of it through rumor, how so-and-so’s brother/cousin/son had become mysteriously ill, only to die months later. He remembered when it was no longer a rumor and people in his own backyard began to drop like flies. He remembered friends locking themselves away, ending relationships, never leaving the house in fear of catching it. He remembered moments of silence in ballroom and the absence of it on the television. He remembered the first house he had joined and the exact number of days it took for him to be the only one left standing. He remembered burying friends, brothers, sisters, mothers.

And now Logan would have to bury him.

Oh god, Logan. How could he tell him? He knew the pain of watching the man you love withering to nothing before your eyes while no one offered help. Now that he was on the other side, though, nothing terrified him more than Logan not being there, being left alone to rot in a hospital bed while this virus stole his life from him. But Janus was not a cruel man.

He had to tell him. He had to give him a choice.

Janus took another moment to collect himself, wipe the tears from his face, and stood. He left the doctor’s office without a word and made his way back to the hall Logan was waiting in like countless others from their community. The way Logan straightened up and looked up at him with hopeful eyes when Janus finally turned the corner crushed his heart in his chest. This may be the last time that he gets to see that face, hold those hands, kiss those lips.

He walks up to Logan, who’s stood up to meet him with an expectant look. “Well? What’d she say, Janus?”

Janus takes Logan’s hand in his, squeezing it gently. Logan’s expression morphs into one of pain and sadness.

“I’m positive.”

“Janus…”

Janus takes a breath through his nose and lets go of Logan’s hand. “I’ve been on your side of this too many times to ask that you stay in good conscience. If you… If it’s easier for you to leave, to move on now before things get bad… I understand.”

“Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten! The winner is Janus from the House of Fidelity!”

Janus Jackson was twenty-three when he met Logan Abbott. By then he had buried half of his house and five boyfriends, and had decided life would be more tolerable if he stopped forming close bonds with other people. Despite this self-declaration, anyone you asked would claim that Janus was an open, kind, charismatic young man. He could make the terminal men laugh, gossip with the most effeminate queens, and trade beauty tips with all the trans women without making anyone feel awkward, out of place, or invalidated. No one knew his whole story, but everyone loved to fill in the blanks. This was just as well, in Janus’ mind, as it made it nearly impossible to tell which parts were fictional gossip and which were the sad tale of his life.

Logan was a twenty year-old nobody from out of state. He’d moved to the city for a change of scenery, or so he claimed to anyone who would ask. Janus could tell there was more to it though, and had he cared at all about making friends he might have pried. He assumed Logan came out and got shamed by his community, as was the story for many of the people in the ballroom scene. It was their home, their refuge where they could be themselves when the world told them they were a mistake, a disease, a cancer. Logan had taken quickly to the ballroom scene, finding like-minded people to watch the night’s categories with.

Logan blinks, his eyebrows furrowed and lips slightly parted. “I… Janus, I would never leave you just because you have the virus. You mean more to me than that. I love you.”

Janus sighs, relief and sadness washing over him; he was thankful he had met Logan, that he wouldn’t have to go through this alone, but the guilt of putting Logan through the same pain he’d gone through would weigh him down until his dying breath.

“I love you, too.”

At some point during the night, be it during a category Janus was participating in or just idle chit-chat, someone had pointed Logan his way. Janus swore he would find out who it was and make them suffer, but for the moment he had to uphold his reputation and make Logan feel welcome. Logan had come wandering over like a little lost lamb, taking the chair next to Janus tentatively and glancing at him.

“Are you… Janice?”

Oh, this bitch.

Janus rolls his eyes. “Janus.”

Logan blinks. “That is what I said.”

“You said Janice. My name is Janus. J-A-N-U-S. I can hear the difference.”

Logan looks at his lap. “I see. I apologize. Though admittedly I feel a little better not having had the chance to accidentally misgender you.” He casts a glance around the room; gay men, a few lesbians, trans women - some more obvious than others - and those you couldn’t label at first glance.

Janus snrks. “Oh honey. You better watch those comments before you offend the wrong people. This isn’t the suburbs, where you can gossip and slander behind closed doors.” He sighs through his nose, crossing one leg over the other as he gives Logan a once-over. “But I can’t fault you for not knowing. Yet. What is your name, pup?”

“Logan,” he says, just loud enough over the emcee to be heard. Janus leans in with a soft smirk.

“Well Logan, after the ball you’ll be coming to my house and talking to mother. We can’t have a cute thing like you living on the streets.”

Logan blushes and nods, and the two turn their attentions to the next category being walked.

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In the spring of ‘88, Janus got a bad flu. Janus and Logan had just buried their house mother the week before, leaving the two of them and Roman - their newest and youngest house member, a gay Latino boy who was barely older than eighteen - in their house. Roman had been debating leaving to join another house, but his loyalty to Janus as an older brother-now-house-father (oh, the irony) kept him in that dingy apartment. Roman and Logan did their best to look after Janus, checking his temperature every few hours, feeding him soup and helping him drink water, helping him bathe when he was too weak to stand on his own. The flu lasted nearly a week before his fever finally broke. Once it did, Logan was hopeful that Janus would recover quickly, but he never fully did.

As the months went by, Janus seemed to have less and less energy. By the beginning of fall his diagnosis had been moved from HIV to AIDS, and he had stopped walking the balls. If he was having a particularly good day, he would still show up and show support for friends in other houses. Roman had even walked a category on one of Janus’ good days to cheer him up, earning the House of Fidelity their first trophy in almost a year. Janus had cried when Logan wheeled him down the runway to accept the trophy at Roman’s insistence.

The days began to grow colder and Janus never left the apartment. If he even got a cold, he could die, so he and Logan decided it would be better, safer, to stay indoors with the heat on. It didn’t last too long; November rolled around and Janus was admitted to the hospital with an infection. He couldn’t sleep, had trouble breathing, and would only eat if Logan was there to make him. No one thought he would live to see Christmas. Even after his infection cleared, Janus stayed in the AIDS ward with the other men who were too sick to leave. The place smelled of chemicals, with a backdrop of hacking coughs, desperate prayers, and crying. He hated it there, but Roman and Logan made sure to visit as often as they could to keep him company.

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On Thanksgiving, Logan walked into Janus’ room to find him gripping the pole of his IV stand, walking the length of his room like it was a runway. His eyes were unfocused, swinging his arms around in a delirious attempt at vogueing. Logan carefully approached Janus, gently guiding him back to bed, his heart beating anxiously in his chest. Janus sat on the edge of the mattress and looked up at Logan with a soft smile.

“What are my scores, baby?” He asked airily. Logan swallowed, his eyes burning with tears.

“Tens across the board, my love.”

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“Everyone misses you in ballroom, dad. Every night I got people comin’ up to me and telling me they hope you’re doin’ okay.”

Janus gives Roman a small smile, patting the teen’s knee as he sits before him on the bed. “And what do you tell them, Roman?”

Roman grins. “I tell them my dad’s the strongest guy there is! Just watch, spring’s gonna come and you’re gonna get better, I just know it.”

“I’d love to see the looks on their faces when I walk into the room like nothing happened.”

Logan smiles, running his fingers through Janus’ matted hair. “I’m sure you will, love. You just need to rest up.”

“Rest up later, it’s Christmas!” Roman shouts, bouncing a little. Janus chuckles.

“Yes, yes it is. Logan, did you bring the packages I told you about?” Logan nods and hands Janus two sloppily-wrapped presents. Janus hands the blue one to Logan, and the red one to Roman. “Merry Christmas, you two.”

Roman grins and snatches the present out of Janus’ hand, ripping the paper off. “Oh, bitchin’! Thanks, dad!” Roman holds up the leather jacket to inspect it, showing it off to Logan. Logan nods in amusement, watching Roman put the jacket on before he carefully unwraps his own present. He gasps as he looks down at the picture of him and Janus laughing together as they sit next to each other, Janus’ hand on Logan’s knee.

“Just in case. Don’t want you forgetting how hot I am,” Janus jokes lightly. Logan looks at him with teary eyes and takes his hand, squeezing gently.

“Never.”

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“I’m sorry, I’m s-sorry, Logan,” Janus sobs, his body shaking as tears make their way down bony cheeks.

Logan shakes his head, taking Janus’ hands and looking him in the eye. “You have nothing to apologize for, my love.”

“I-I didn’t want to d-die alone, I’m sorry, I’m s-so selfish.”

“You couldn’t have gotten rid of me if you’d tried.”

The pair sit in silence for a moment, Logan rubbing Janus’ knuckles as Janus cries. It was one of those days where a fever made Janus overemotional. Sometimes he thought it was still 1987, and when he realized it was almost 1989 he would lay there and cry, apologizing for trapping Logan with him. It was the same conversation every time.

“I don’t w-want to die.”

“You won’t die, my heart, not for a long time.”

“I should h-have taken the AZT, I should have tried e-everything I could.”

“You said so yourself, there is a significant chance that taking AZT would have shortened your lifespan even more. I’m thankful that we’ve had this time together, I wouldn’t want to change a thing.”

“I-I’m so sorry.”

“... I know.”

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Janus Jackson passed away on January 2nd, 1989, just twenty minutes after his boyfriend Logan had left the hospital. He’d passed away in his sleep, having been well looked-after and held in the arms of the one he loved until he drifted off. The funeral was a week later, and something told Logan that he would need to find a big space to hold it in. True to thought, the day of the funeral the entire church was full of people coming to say goodbye to Janus and celebrate his life, drawing a crowd so big that it spilled out the front doors. No one had known that Janus was religious. No one except Logan.

Logan tested positive for HIV just two months later. He’d sat in the doctor’s office in contemplative silence, nodded, and thanked them before leaving the room. That day, he’d walked the streets of Brooklyn and thought about his time with Janus; all the laughter, the excitement, and the tears. The one thing that kept coming back to mind was all the nights he would sit by Janus’ side in that hospital bed, listening to him cry and apologize, listening to his regrets. Logan returned to the doctor the next day and got a prescription for AZT.

Logan Abbott lived to the age of fifty-four. He had a small number of boyfriends in his life, a few after Janus’ passing, and had buried almost all of them. Shortly after testing positive he had joined ACT UP, leaving behind the balls that Janus loved so dearly to instead fight for his community’s life. When he finally passed on a cool spring day in his own home, Janus’ gift in his hands, he found he had no regrets, looking forward to seeing Janus once again.

#not safe for sanders #death tw #aids tw #hiv tw #illness tw

[motivationtown]

💫 w dop ?

HELL YEAH DOPPY IM ACTUALLY TALKING ABOUT OUR DAUGHTER HERE BUT LETS GO

(Also warning for slight nsf/w mention)

Trish una deserves FAR better, ESPECIALLY in the light novels. Like she just disappears after the Diavolo fight??????? She’s just gone????? She’s not even in the epilogue with Giorno and Mista and everyone else who survived so where the FUCK is she. She just had that one notorious BIG battle and then she proceeded to never use spice girl again until the Diavolo fight where she p much does nothing but almost die. I swear she’s p much a mcguffin and I hate it.

AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON THE LIGHT NOVELS, first purple haze feedback and this lovely passage:

And then there’s the bonus chapter which is practically

Trish: Can I go grieve my friends at their funeral?

Giorno: NO! I’M BUSY TRYING TO COSPLAY AS YOUR DAD!

Trish: Okaaaaay!

And it pisses me off so much because like! Where the fuck is her development from the notorious BIG fight? Why is she such a pushover in this book?!!

And don’t get me started on Jorge Joestar because fucking. This.

This is the only mention of Trish in all of the 666 pages.

[chiefcollectorbreadworld-blog]

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