#theres so much more than the noise sensitivity

[dennisboobs]

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#absolutely do not want to argue because i get where the post is coming from with but im gonna give some thots #re: dennis autism!!!! ok!!!!! #ive talked about it before but there is WAY more to him being autistic than just the buzzer noises. when i first watched that i was like #is THIS really why people hc him as autistic. :/ and i get it! i do! i think he has misophonia inherited from glenn personally #its actually why i captioned the noise sensitive den gifsets as that rather than just. autism. #but personally i see his scripted social interactions and i go. yeah. me. me fuckin too. #and his outbursts. which are VERY personally relatable to me #i have uh. basically the same triggers? very similar triggers at least #i think dennis' neurodivergency presents itself differently because of his upbringing and thats why a lot of ppl go ???? when you say. #'yea i think den's autistic actually' #and like i said i was absolutely like. what the hell are people talking about. he's not autistic #but uh. on rewatches? hm. #dennis quite literally masks almost 24/7 #charlie has no qualms about being perceived as like. weird. but dennis masks SO hard. SSSSSSOOOOO hard #i once saw a post like. charlie has boy autism and dennis has girl autism which honestly fucking hate that but its... kiiiind of true #ASD presents itself differently in adults depending on early social conditioning #mac fights gay marriage. group dates. new wheels. dee day. celebrity booze. all the big ones. all the hits. #look how he acts when he goes off script and is forced to speak off the cuff #the way glenn describes him as being very emotional but unable to adequately express his emotions too like. yeah. same. #theres so much more than the noise sensitivity #i could go on and on about how many fucking boxes he ticks but i honestly hate that shit. i know how autism works and that bitch is autisti #im going to refrain from commenting on the reasons why i feel charlie is more acceptably hced as autistic vs dennis because mmmmm but #dennis being 'hypersexual' (not about the sex. at all) and socially adept (has scripts/systems. charlie is more emotionally intelligent) #smells a lil stinky. smells a little bit like infantilization on charlie's part. #ada speaks #ok ill spare you guys. someday ill write a proper meta on this. ive talked about it before but.

[ddejavvu]

ok so personally, Im usually so adverse to romantic interactions that even if I click on that someone is genuinely pursuing me, ill ignore it or pretend they arent. maybe a defence mechanism? idk BUT it does make for the most rabid situations and thoughts ever ever ever

imaging best friend!James and reader maybe getting into the situation in which they have to share a bed sometime. maybe its a group vacation or something. in my head - James potter is a serial humper in his sleep sometimes. hes a big guy in all aspects, and he also cant help but wanna cuddle with you to sleep!! but that also means he wakes himself up a couple times by grinding softly on u, and he feels so bad, but thankfully youve never woken up cus of it. separately, youve also learnt to not mention that you can quite clearly uh..feel him some mornings when ur both drowsy, pressed together n still groggy. and you, oh so conveniently also never mention that you kinda like how it feels. but, hey-ho.

its the middle of the night, and as usual, James is spooning you from behind, he has to be bent a little to fit his head in ur hair, and hes pressing his entire body against ur back. the air still smells of washed-off sunscreen and sea salt, and theres a fan going in the corner of the room. and this time James wakes up to YOU humping HIM. im talking, his breath hitches and everythingggg until he realises ur sleep. ur asleep and grinding back on him and ur breathing is all stuttered and he always guessed youd be a little quiet but ur little noises are so breathy and holy shit ur wet????? theres no way you get this wet.. until James realises that hes propped himself up on his arm and is just staring down at where ur moving ur hips on him and he tries to snap himself out of it by waking u up. ur still groggy but absolutely mortified when he tells you "yeah bug, you uh- y'got a little excited 'bout me in ur sleep, huh? s'okay yknow, its okay :]"

and he 100% offers to help you out. even when u say that friends arent suppose to do that, AND also mumbling about how guys normally didn't really make girls cum and mentioning abt how you always hear people say its too complicated, he just brings up how you just grinded on his lap in ur sleep, and that felt good, so, how can it not be allowed? its just a friend helping out a friend! :) and that he can definitely get u off, he'd be sooo good at it!! the only way this goes in my head is that not much shuffling around is done, all that changed is that ur on ur back now, and hes licking his bottom lip into his mouth as he looms over you slightly from ur side, his hands moving down and down. he'd definitely be tilting his head and "yeah, this part feels really good, yeah? yeah" all nodding and smiling n shit. 'best friend' James from that point on, takes any opportunity to 'help you out', he'd transition into using more than his fingers too. he was in love with you before this but now???? hes a goner.

babe thank u for blessing me with these cause i did NOT feel like writing today so i let you tell me a story and it was amazing <333

this post is 18+, minors dni.

james potter sleep slut is canon in my mind... just the way he wakes up with his big beefy arms wrapped around you while his hips move?? mhm. and he wakes up and is like ohshitohshitohshit but he doesn't wanna let go!!! so he just tries to dial himself back in, but he most likely needs a minute in the bathroom to compose himself </3

no but if you feel it in the morning.. you don't wanna point it out 'cause what if he says something like 'oh sorry i'm just really sensitive' or 'sometimes the wind makes it do that' LIKE NO. YOU WANNA KNOW IF IT'S REALLY BECAUSE OF YOU. so you just keep quiet, but in the early morning when he's sleepily begging for fivemoreminutes and isn't quite in tune with his body yet, you're definitely hyper aware of his hard on digging into your thigh or butt or hip or belly or whatever <3

when HE wakes up to YOU grinding on HIM he's mindblown.. he knows he likes you, he knows you're pretty, but he marvels at how amazing you look while dragging your hips back against his, like how could you look this amazing??

but he feels even worse watching you than he does accidentally doing it in his sleep, 'cause this isn't an accident!! he's not catching you in the act by mistake anymore, he's just watching you grind on him and getting all worked up about it, which in turn is only making him more hard. finally he decides to just wake you, smoothing your hair away from your face and kissing your cheek, murmuring your name softly until you finally rouse. and when you're blubbering sleepily at him 'why'd you wake me?' he just smiles like :] oh you were having a wet dream :] just wanted you to know :] and you're !!!!!!! WHAT !!!!!!!

you're instantly apologizing a million times but he's reassuring you like no no no!! it's okay bug, really!! happens to the best of us <3 but if you want some help w that i can help you!! i mean i've got the facilities, trust me. just say the word and we can make your dreams come true :]

you're just instantly terrified. you're shaking your head, sitting up like no, that's not what friends do. and- and it's hard! to make a girl- y'know... and he's like ?? no it's not ?? i promise i won't have a hard time with you bug.

so once you've suggested that he won't be able to do it.. he's gonna do it. he'd never ever force you to do anything against your will but the only excuses that you have are that friends don't do that (and they totally do!!! james is right now!!!!) and that it would probably be hard for him, and nothing about you not wanting it. so when he finally gets it out of you that yes you want it, but no he won't be able to help, he's gonna go to town. he begs for a chance to prove you wrong and you should have known with his super competitive nature that challenging him would be dumb, but i mean. worst case scenario he can't do it. you're already expecting that. why not??

so he tries, rubbing your pretty little clit and stroking over your folds before dipping between them, only a little upset that you're already wet because it means that he can't get you all worked up first, he can't kiss the slick out of you, he can't suck on your neck until you're wet, it's already there </3 but next time for sure, for now he's very excited about just being able to touch you

your cunt is warm and wet and everything he's ever dreamed of, but he's too nervous about overstepping to ask to eat you out, so he doesn't.. but in future, it's coming.

but he absolutely soaks in the moment, humming and cooing and crooning at you about how good it feels, asking you every time you whimper if it feels nice, if he's doing it right, if you think he'll be able to finish you off. and it's so intoxicating having him that close that you absolutely have to use all of your willpower to not kiss him while he hovers over you. he guides you through your orgasm and brings you down gently, absolutely the perfect lover, and he even asks if he can lick his fingers clean. he's like wouldn't think it was weird, would you, bug? I can clean 'em off? and when you nod he sucks them clean, humming at your taste and grinning giddily at you.

now you have a helper ! he will not leave u alone. bed sharing is a must now, and the more you sleep together, the more horny you are for him, and the more you wake up in the middle of the night, and the more he 'helps you out', and it is a cycle that you couldn't break if you tried, not that you'd ever want to.

#james potter x reader #james potter imagine #james potter scenario #james potter oneshot #james potter one shot #james potter one-shot #james potter headcanon #james potter headcanons #james potter hc #james potter hcs #james potter fanfiction #james potter fanfic #james potter fic #james potter blurb #james potter drabble #james potter dialogue #james potter fluff #james potter x reader fanfiction #james potter smut

[pandoraslxna]

okay but mean, bratty Ao’nung turns into a begging mess for you 😩

adult Ao’nung x female reader, minors dni 🔞

You sound so sweet, so light and pleasant when you ask, “Will you hold still for me now?”

It’s almost like there isn’t a sultry gleam in your dark eyes. Like Ao’nung isn’t tied to a palm tree, legs spread and loincloth shoved aside, chest heaving, with sweat running down his temples.

"P-Please", he pants heavily, a little bit breathless now, lightheaded from the frantic pace of his heart. "Please just let me fucking cu– ahh!"

Ao‘nung cuts himself off, when your hand glides over his hard and overly sensitive cock again. You don’t even squeeze or stroke him, your palm just softly runs over his shaft, but it’s enough to make him whimper. He’s so hard, so painfully close to coming.

But so far, you’ve done nothing but rile him up. You bought him to the very edge of his orgasm and then left him right there, dangling on the abyss. Over and over again. Every time his cock dared to soften, you would bring him close again. And every time he was moaning, begging, pleading and crying that he was so close, just a little more, so so close— you would stop.

"I swear to the great mother, if you d-don’t, hngh- fuck, if you don’t l-let me cum…"

Ao’nungs cock angrily throbs in your palm, his tip leaking pre-cum that runs over your knuckles and into a little puddle on his skin and you don’t think twice before dipping two fingers in it and bringing them to your mouth. You sucks them clean, obviously making a show of trying to be as seductive as possible.

"I hate you", Ao‘nung groans, "I hate you so much right now." He doesn’t understand why he’s so turned on. It can’t just be your face in the vicinity of his cock. He’s not a damn virgin, for fucks sake. You’re not the first pretty girl giving him a handjob and you certainly won’t be the last. But something about this fucked up situation, being bound to a tree and having you, you of all people, touch him like this, bringing him close over and over again until tears pricked at the corner of his eyes, is working for him. And that realization might be more terrifying than the situation itself.

"Hold still for me, nungie", you urge in such a sweet tone that it makes him sick and then you fluidly lean down and finally, finally, thank eywa, take his cock into your mouth. One of your hands rests on his toned stomach, pressing firmly to keep him from thrusting up.

Immediately, Ao’nung throws his head back with a moan. It’s too overwhelming to watch, so he squeezes his eyes shut and focuses on the sensation of your warm tongue swirling around the head of his thick cock.

He wants to be embarrassed by the noises that are coming out of him but he's just so close that he can't think of anything else. He all but mewls, feeling himself reaching the edge. "Close, close," he chokes out, hips twitching. But then you sit back on your heels and every sort of touch suddenly leaves him all at once.

"Behave."

"Fuck" Ao’nung curses through gritted teeth and thrusts his hips uncontrollably, bucking into the air as if that would bring him any relief. "Fuck, n-no, please? Please, I’m already begging!"

"No."

Theres a sharp grin plastered on your face as you look at him smugly and Ao’nung doesn’t even know anymore if he wants to punch or kiss that stupid smile off your face. When you duck your head again, taking the whole length of his cock back into your mouth, you don’t suck, just let him rest on your tongue. You let a minute or two pass, just to feel him squirm underneath you. Watching the way his brows are drawn together, while he looks down at you, eyes all glossy and cheeks flushed dark red.

When Ao’nung feels your throat constrict around him, swallowing a mixture of overflowing pre-cum and spit, he whimpers and bites his bottom lip hard enough to break skin with his pointy canine. It's all he can do, instead of fucking your face how he so desperately wants to. Eventually, you move your head again, tongue glued to the underside of his length as you suck him off. You gag and slurp around him and it doesn't take long before he turns into a begging mess yet again.

"Please? Ple-ah!-ase." Ao’nungs face feels hot and he is all but sobbing, tugging against the restraints and moaning, "I- I need to cum, just— please. It, it fucking hurts! I’m so close, c‘mon! I promise I’ll be good, I’ll be so good for you…"

His toes curl and his thighs spasm, almost closing entirely around your head when your lips leave his tip with a wet pop. Surprisingly, your hand continues stroking his shaft, squeezing so pleasurable tight that it feels like his head might explode at any second. And then you stick your tongue out, gently tapping his tip against it before you mumble,

"Cum for me then, pretty boy."

#tw: aged up #avatar aonung #avatar ao'nung #ao’nung x reader #ao’nung #aonung x you #ao’nung x female reader smut #aonung #aonung x reader #ao’nung x y/n #ao’nung x female reader #ao’nung x you #Avatar #Avatar 2 #atwow ao'nung #atwow aonung #avatar the way of water

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Hello!! I’d like to request a bunny S/O with Ticci Toby,Ej,Masky,Hoodie,Jeff The killer like the S/O has like bunny ears and a bunny tail?

Their fragile and small and sweet and soft.

Awww little bunny creep! I actually have a pet bunny, but she is very sassy 💀

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Ticci Toby

Your sweet and quiet personality is very nice for Toby

He loooves people with softer voices and personalities, as he can respond pretty negatively to louder things due to his ptsd

Also, you being more on the calm side kind of mellows him out

Toby is very influenced by his surroundings, pretty much just morphing his personality to better suit the situation

So being around you makes him calmer, and quieter

That being said, most of the time when you guys hang out you are cuddling close to each other and sleeping

You being rather easy to spook due to you being partly bunny, prefer to have him hold you so you know you're safe

And he couldn't be happier to do so

He will wrap you up in his arms and bury his face into your soft ears, giving them a little kiss as he drifts off into sleep

Occasionally, you will pick up on a noise such as footsteps or talking, making you wake up and look around anxiously

Toby will sleepily pull you back into his chest after you've scanned for danger and whisper to you how you don't have to be so vigilant, because he's there for you

He always keeps headphones on him as well, partly to play his music but mostly for when you are in public spaces and it gets too loud for your ears

They don't fit too good, but they are better than nothing

He will also rub your ears whenever you get worked up, telling you to just relax and breathe

It is very calming for both you and him <3

Eyeless Jack

You actually share a lot of similarities with him!

This makes you ten times closer with each other

You are both sensitive to noise, you are both very quiet and stick to yourselves, you both have very soft hair (or in your case, fur), etc

Even your differences are cute in a way

He is a carnivore, and you are a herbivore

You tend to get very nervous and shy around people, he is more so just quiet and reserved

Honestly you two are the most precious together ugh <33

With his sharp claws, he is able to get through your thick fur and give you wonderful scratches behind your ears, on your head, etc

And with your soft hands and gentle mannerisms, you are able to give him little mini massages, even with his overly sensitive skin

You spend a lot of time reading together, and occasionally you go on cute little picnic dates

You lay down a blanket in the manor's large ethereal garden, and talk about anything that comes to mind while you eat

Jack often doesn't eat around you, as the smell of meat can make your stomach turn and make you very nauseous, but he might eat a light snack while you eat your salads and chips

You are often seen together, since you understand each other so well and are so close, theres no one else you guys would rather hangout with!

Masky

He thinks that you are so adorable

You are complete polar opposites

He's a "man's man" and you're soft and sweet and shy

He adores your differences, though

However, this being said he feels a need to protect you if that makes sense

In his brain, you just seem so vulnerable and he doesn't want anyone taking advantage of that

Wether you let him "protect" you though, is up to you

If you don't want him to be so protective, either tell him that or show him that with your body language and he'll back off

But if you don't mind or prefer him to be protective towards you, expect him to always be near you, to always make you wear at least something of his (usually a jacket), and to be pushed away from the less....sane creeps (cough cough JEFF)

He loves to rub his face on your soft ears

Which can sometimes hurt, because he has a rather stubbly face

If you want him to stop though, he'll stop

He often has you with him or near him due to his overprotectiveness

So expect to be sitting in his lap or feeling his hands on your shoulders as he stands behind you

Hoodie

He is a very excitable, energetic person so like some other creeps on this list, you are kind of opposites

But also like the other creeps, these opposite factors in your personalities kind of make it work instead of put strain on the relationship

However, he has his moments where all he wants to do is be calm, and sit down in a warm blanket with your head on his shoulder, just enjoying each other's presence while you watch t.v

So if you want one of those moments with him, really all you have to do is ask and he will oblige

The other guys on this list like your ears, but Brian likes your tail

He likes to sneak up behind you and lightly grab on it with a high pitched "boop!"

It makes him laugh to see you get all flustered and embarrassed

He doesn't do that often though, so you don't have to worry about it getting annoying or uncomfortable

He isn't super protective of you like Tim, he's more so....observant if that makes sense??

Like he won't go out of his way to make sure you're with him all day everyday but say if you were in a public area and he notices you're getting restless, he'll ask you about it and what he can do to help

He is obsessed with how your wiggle your nose

Sometimes he'll just stare at it, and when you catch him, he'll grin and wiggle his own nose at you, making you roll your eyes and smile

Occasionally, he will press your noses together in a kunik after watching you wiggle your nose for a while, and he will continue to rub his nose against yours until he gets at least a giggle out of you, to which he will then pull away and peck your nose affectionatley

Jeff The Killer

Him being a very crass and blunt dude he's gonna mess with you at least a little bit

It's also kind of his love language

He just likes fucking with people idk man

Expect him to spook you, grab your tail with a firm grip, boop your nose when you're busy, etc

Eventually you will just get so angry and frustrated with him that you thump at him

yes, thump at him

He will be shocked by it at first, but then he'll laugh, putting his hands up defensively "Oooh. Didn't know I got'cha that mad, doll"

His smug ass will then make it his mission to make you thump much more often

Your sweet little bunny self actually being angry? That's wild to him. And he loves that angry part of you

He might be an asshole a lot of the times, but he can be sweet too

Sometimes he'll just come up behind you, putting his chin on your head and stroking your ears lovingly

He'll whisper to you how adorable you are and how much he loves you

And then he'll go about his day as if nothing happened

Such an ass, but he's your ass <33

#creepypasta #slender mansion #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x female reader #ticci toby #jeff the killer #ticci toby x reader #jeffery woods #toby erin rogers #ticci toby x you #ticci toby x y/n #jeff the killer x reader #jeff the killer headcanons #eyeless jack x you #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack creepypasta #eyeless jack #hoodie x y/n #hoodie x reader #hoodie mh #hoodie marble hornets #marble hornets hoodie #masky mh #masky creepypasta #creepypasta masky #masky marble hornets #tim masky #masky x y/n #masky x you

[nanamisonholiday]

Come to check on you Pretty girl

Kento Nanami x Fem!Reader

TW: Smutish- no p in v ,daddykink, fingering

other dbf!nanami fic

Summary: Nanamis asked by dad!Geto to check on you ;)

“Nanami, would you mind seeing how my girl is doing?”

A nod of his head and he’s two stepping the stairs with a faint answer for Suguru-

“Sure”

He hates how eager he is, internally cringing on how he hadn’t played that off very well, but it's all thrown out the window as he approaches your door. The small journey feeling like a milennia when he swears he hears the faintest whimper come through the wooden door seperating him from you. He’s half ashamed how quick his body is to respond to the sound. Pants tightening at the image of you possibly knuckles deep-

No

You could be in danger, horribly unwell- or worse.

No

He’s being irrational- he’s an adult, he has a lifetime more experience to know what kind of sound that was. He’d be a dirty liar to say he wasn’t the tad bit excited as he creeps your door open to infact reveal you ass up with your back to the door, his eyes drawn to your lower hald as you piston your little fingers in and out of your pussy. Nanami’s breath is stolen from him

“Fuuckk- fuck fuck”

Fuck indeed

Your whimpers only grow louder, more desperate than ever to catch the much needed release your chasing. He wants to help you out so badly. The decency in him freezing him in place as he watches you unravel on your bed.

“Nngh- ahh, fuuck. Daddyyy~”

Shit

Humping the door almost seems enticing if it weren’t for the fact he’s not the only man in the house. Friends, and family downstairs right under the pair of you. He won’t risk that kind of behaviour, he’s a good man- a gentleman. You adore him and he adores you, but theres a line he can’t cross. He can’t. Everything feels blurry, his head hurts from holding back- so he opts for the next best thing.

Opening the door to let the slither of sunlight grow. Highlighting your bent and arched body- your so caught up in your bliss you haven’t even noticed the added light exposing you to the hungry man. Nanami swears he could cum at the sight, your pussy soaked as your juices drips down your fingers. A hand landing on the small of your back startles you- breath hitching when you see a familiar pair of slacks come into view.

A shiver runs down your spine- or through you, your not sure at this point, as your fingers dumbly continue rubbing your clit. The familiar deep voice making you whine out- rutting against your own hand.

“Be quiet”

Nodding you mindlessly open your legs wider- letting him remove your hand away, and whimpering as Nanami replaces the emptiness with his whole hand to cup you, long thick fingers exploring your soaked cunt. Your soft plush body reacting deliciously as he strokes your sensitive bud with his thumb. It feels like a dream

“Kenny~”

“Shhh pretty. Don’t want y’dad to hear you huh?”

You shake your head shyly- lost in all pleasure as the man plunges his fingers deep into your gummy walls. Cupping your own hands over your mouth you fight yourself to stop making noises. Because this would be deeply embarrassing- getting caught by your father as his dearest friend is knuckles deep in your pussy

The idea has your walls clenching, his eyes shutting, both your breathing going rapid as the pace quickens

“Nngh- Ken- fuck”

Fuck

“Kenny”

It’s like an angelic mantra, your voice repeating the sweet name you’ve always called him, Over, and over, and over again. His eyes fluttering under his eyelids as he feels you on his fingers

Kenny

Kenny

Kenny

Tap

“Kenny?”

Tap

Tap

Huh?

His eyes open and he’s standing at the doorway- eyes hazy as he orientates himself. You’re standing at the door a shy, but concerned look on your face as you go to grab his wrist.

“You okay Kenny?”

He never moved

He never went in

He never felt you

It really was a dream

He should be thankful he supposes. That he hadn't lost his cool and overstepped a line he couldn't return from. But he'd be lying to say if he wasn't even a bit disappointed.

The tug on his wrist and the worry crease of your prettily shaped brows bring him back to reality. His hand instinctively moving, to cup your cheek. Both hearts swelling at the contact- especially his when you happily lean your face further into his touch

“You’re scaring me a bit Kenny”

He smiles at you- you are such a sweetheart

“Came to check on you pretty girl”

All the blood rushes through your body as your shift your thighs together. The slick inbetween reminding you of why you’re alot more worried than usual at his sudden appearance at your door

“Oh, i’m okay Kenny”

He wants to smirk, embarrass you a little. But the ache between his own legs is growing with tenfold with the knowledge that you had been whining into your pillow as you finger fucked yourself. He feels lost again- dissappointment growing with every minute that he gets to stare at your post-orgasm haze, so much more dissappointed than he would like to be, at the fact his little daydream, had been infact a dream.

So he leans down, kisses your head as his hand wraps around the back of your neck bringing you close to his chest. Practically engulding you with his arm

“Good girl then, you coming down for dinner?”

You kiss his cheek, nodding as you bask in his attention. He had always been your favourite out of your fathers friends

“Mhm, tell daddy I’ll be down in 10”

And with that, you retreat back in- poorly closing the door as it’s left ajar in Nanamis face. His eyes raking over your body as you strip down and change.

He runs a hand down his stressed face, mumbling into the palm to himself

“Fuckin’hell”

Thanks for reading

feel free to msg/ask/whatever- or don't <3

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[cyberabyss]

Heat Cycles˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

Synopsis - Some genshin boys on heat <3

Characters - Itto, Gorou x gn!reader (seperate)

1.2k words

Warnings: reader doesnt have specified parts, Dry humping, Slight dub-con, biting, public sex, manhandling, size kink, overstim, slight aftercare in ittos

ITTO

Youve spent all day looking for your big dumb oni, but you couldnt seem to find him anywhere. Even the gang members had said they hadnt seen him.

You're about to give up when you pass by Chinju Forest and hear strange sounds coming from inside. You creep inwards towards the tree's, hoping to hear the sound more clearly.

Then it clicks, the sounds are heavy pants. Grunts and moans that echo through the forest.

and they belong to none other than your boyfriend.

Following the noise, you find him sitting on the ground, back leant against a thick tree, eyes squeezed shut as he pleasures himself.

Hes so out of it he doesnt even hear your approaching footsteps, and so you call out to him

Quickly his eyes shoot open, theres something so desperate and needy behind his gaze.

"B-baby? whatre you doin here. You should g-go"

With soft steps you walk closer, leaning down next to him. You can tell now, that hes in a rut. You noticed it the past couple days too. I mean, hes always touchy but not usually to the extent youve seen him recently.

"Does my poor puppy need my attention" Your voice is mocking, and you cant help but laugh at the whimper he lets out.

With confident hands you reach up to his horns, fingers tracing them so softly. He lets out a long whine, head falling back against the tree "s-stop i-its ngh... senstitive"

A smirk crosses over your face, getting to watch the big tough oni fall apart under your fingertips. "aww such a cute oni. so needy just from me touching your horns.”

“stop.. too s-sensitive”

And then, suddenly the atmosphere darkens. The desperation in his eyes fades to something dangerous.

Before you know it, your back is pushed down against the hard forest floor, knocking all the air out of your lungs.

Itto looms over you, breathing heavily against your neck. Dark nails dig harshly into your hip as he tries to contain any ounce of composure he has left.

In this state, he doesnt want to hurt you. With how big he is, he knows he could, and with the immense heat bubbling in the pit of his stomach he doesnt know how much longer he could take this for without loosing control.

"gonna fuck you right here" His voice is hard and his cheeks are red, a lustful expression taking over his features. "you're gonna take me inside okay" Hes barely able to keep his voice steady.

All words escape you in this moment. The sudden shift causing your face to flush a pretty shade of pink.

"can I" Crimson eyes watch your every move, waiting for an answer, so close to snapping.

You give a single nod and Ittos sharp claws reach for your clothes, tearing them off your body as he reaches down to bite your shoulder, in an attempt to steady himself.

"w-wait itto were out in the- ahh fuck" your eyes roll to the back of your head as the oni pushed himself inside. Hes so big you feel like you're being split in half. The mix of pleasure and pain swirl around in your mind, the difference between the two is completely gone in this situation.

He sets a ruthless pace, pounding into your shaking body. His hands grab at your hips pushing you back onto him, your body like a complete ragdoll in his hands.

Tears fill your eyes, rolling down your cheeks.

"i told you to stop. I warned ya" his words come out as heavy pants. The rough ground scratches at your back, but you can barely think about it with the way Itto is reaching so deep inside you, you can see his outline in your stomach.

You already feel yourself getting so close with the way hes thrusting into you

"i-itto cl- close please" He doesnt respond, but he picks up your body with muscular arms

"sit" He growls. You don't even have to move?with the way he manhandles you to sit on his length. You fall against his chest, face buried in his neck and he forces you up and down.

The new angle forcing loud moans out of you, and you feel yourself reaching your climax, crying out.

But the oni doesnt stop.

"i-itto too sen- fuck" you give up trying to talk, only babbling how 's too much' but Itto pays no mind, barely paying any attention at all on you, the only thing on his mind is filling you up, marking you as his.

You feel him throb inside of you, moving his hips to meet yours as he chases his high

"take- take everything i give you okay?"

and with that, hot cum spills inside of you. He keeps you there on his length until cum is dripping out of your abused hole. Only then does he slowly lift you off him. You cant do anything but lay helplessly against him and he lets soft apologies slip past his lips.

He leaves a soft kiss on your forehead before pulling you closer to his chest. "I'll carry you home", he whispers allowing you to fall asleep against him.

GOROU your body shifts out of slumber to the feeling of movement against the back of your thighs. Muffled whimpers and moans echo behind you.

"Gorou?" Your voice comes out confused, freshly out of sleep. Even with you waking up, his whines only get louder

"'m sorry, cant help it" His voice comes out breathy, hips rutting forward faster against you at the sounds of you, hands twitching to rip apart the clothes covering your skin.

His hands sit at the top of your shorts, a silent beg for permission. Covering his hands with your own, you move them to slip off your pants, and in his desperation he climbs on top of your body.

His skin is sticky with sweat, cheeks flushed and eyes dazed. He grabs at any skin he can reach, moaning at the brush of his erection over your underwear.

His mouth reaches down to your neck, bitting and suckling at the soft skin, sharp canines digging in and breaking your flesh. then running his tongue over the marks in apology.

You reach your hands up to run over his soft caramel ears. Gorou moans and he cant help but hump against you at the feeling of your fingers running over his fur.

Unable to hold himself back any longer, his hands reach down, claws digging into your skin as he tears your underwear off your body.

He's so rushed and so desperate that he cant help but let his hips rut against you, not able to take a moment to put himself inside.

He makes quick thrusts against your body, his pre cum spreading over the both of you.

He's a mess above you, panting and drooling, body out of his own control.

You reach back and grip the base of his tail, tugging harshly, and like that he comes undone. Warm ropes of cum painting your skin, shooting up your chest and stomach, leaving him breathless.

You go to pull away from him, but a deep growl rumbles from his throat, and a hand reaches to your wrist holding you below him.

Only then do you notice that he's still hard against you. He won't stop till he's sure you're filled with him cum.

#genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact x reader #itto x reader #itto smut #gorou x reader #gorou smut #itto x reader smut #gorou x reader smut #genshin x reader smut

[doll-for-you-11]

What is your deepest darkest sexual fantasy?

I've had this one for a really long time. Honestly starting probably way younger than is normal 🤭.

But to be captured in some way. That part doesn't matter so much. And taken to a dungeon of some sort. Waking up naked, chained to a table, arms above my head and my legs spread so far it hurts.

I'm gagged and its freezing, but I cant move. I can't even move my hips because I'm strapped down across my stomach as well. Im left there for a long time. But theres no windows or clocks so I cant tell if its an hour or a day.

Eventually I hear footsteps come up behind me. I can't move my head to see but before he comes into view he blind folds me. Not to conceal his identity he doesn't care if I see him. Im not ever going to leave anyway. But just to make me panic more.

He walks around the table, rubbing his hands all over me. Groping my tits, pinching my nipples, slapping my thighs. I hear wheels and rattling before ice water drips onto my already hard nipples. I whimper through the gag at the drops fall and then there is an ice cube being dragged across my tits and stomach.

He trails is down around my thighs, down my legs over my feet and back up. Running it around the outside of my pussy before letting it sit and melt on my stomach. The water running off onto the table under me.

He then grabs two more and holds them to my nipples. Unrelenting until they melt completely. The cold burns and then its numb. The water dripping down my tits, pooling between them and dripping down to my stomach as I breathe.

The last two he rubs on my pussy before pushing them inside. The cold burns the sensitive walls of my cunt as he pushes them deep and lets them melt. The water dripping out of me.

I hear him rummage around as things clank together before something else is being run over my body. I dont have time to think of what it is before he's slapping it roughly against my thigh. He slaps higher and higher until he slaps directly against my clit. Then dragging it up again the slap my tits and then my face.

I whine and whimper but the gag keeps me from making too much noise as he continues to slap over my tits and pussy harder and harder until he gets bored and moves on again.

By now my nipples are no longer numb, but are overly sensitive from the ice. He knows this as he drags a chain around them before tightly attaching clamps, hooking the chain somewhere above me, pulling my nipples, my tits stretched as far up as they can without my back able to arch, held to the table under me.

Tears fall down my cheeks, soaking the blindfold as i feel his breath on my neck before he whispers in my ear. "You're my slave now. You will do what I say, and take what I give you. I dont care if it hurts. In fact I hope it does. You are not here to receive pleasure. You are here so I can have fun with you. You will call me master and nothing else. And I will punish you if you misbehave". I feel his hand around my throat, squeezing as evidence that he means what he says.

I hear his footsteps again as he walks away. Leaving me there for another long period of time. When he eventually returns, my nipples are on fire. It feels like theyre being torn off. My legs burn from being spread so long. My jaw hurts from the gag forcing it open. Im already willing to let him fuck me just to be undone from my bonds.

Then something hard and thin wacks against my stretched tits. I try to scream as he canes them over and over, the chain on the clamps rattling as he does. I can only assume theyre black with bruising when he finally stops.

Im left like this for what I assume is about a week. He comes back periodically to whip, cane, or drip wax over me but leaves again soon after each time.

He never speaks, just abuses me and leaves.

Eventually, he comes back and I expect to be hit again only to have the clamps undone. The pain of my tits falling back to my body causes another muffled scream of pain, made louder as he gropes them roughly.

The blindfold is removed, and I see him. He's wearing a mask so his face is covered. But he's dressed nicely. Slacks and a button down. He doesn't look like the kind of man to do this.

He stands between my spread legs and kneels. I hear a dark laugh as he stands again. "Soaked" is all he says as he walks back toward my face. He slaps me roughly before grabbing a vibrator and coming back. He turns it on and runs it everywhere except my cunt. "Beg" he says. I try to shake my head but, my body shakes.

I didn't realize how much I wanted it. I feel disgusting. So desperate to be fucked after a week of torture. I try to speak. To say no but he makes up the words ive said. Mockingly quoting what he wants me to have said. "Please master? Please make me cum? As you wish toy". He holds it to my clit, putting it on high as my body shakes.

Just as im about to cum he removes it, chuckling. And leaves again. When he comes back he immediately goes to my cunt again, edging me for hours with the vibrator before leaving.

It goes like this for another week until he removes the gag. This time he forces me to beg. "Please, please let me cum, ill do anything, ill let you fuck me, I wont fight, please" "please what" "please master". Im so weak and pathetic that I do as Im told, desperate for some relief.

He puts it on low and toys with me. Rubbing everywhere except my clit as he leans down and quietly says "you will never be good enough for my cock. You are a toy, I will never fuck you" then he pulls another strap out and attatches the wand to my clit, turning it to high "you wanted to cum, now you get what you asked for" i cum almost instantly but i can't stop.

He stands and watches for a while as i cum over and over again, screaming until my voice gives out that I cant take anymore. But he eventually leaves me again, writhing, unable to move as I cum until my whole body is just uncontrollably shaking. So much slick has poured from my cunt that the entire table under me is soaked, my hair is wet, there are puddles on the floor.

My eyes have rolled back, my mouth open, my brain gone completely. When he finally returns and removes the wand, my body continues to shake. Thats when he removes the straps and frees me from the table. He carries my still shaking body down a hall and throws me into a small dark cage with a cot and a food bowl. "Your conditioning is over, now your training begins".

#free use slvt #r@pe fantasy #r@pe kink #dumb slvt #bd/sm slave #k!nky thoughts #cnc k!nk #cnc free use #rough cnc #cnc kidnapping

[mirandapriestlyswife]

Mirandy Fanfic- Apocalypse Au: Prologue

Hi! Before you read I would just like to say as a disclaimed this is my first fanfic and it has not been peer reviewed or anything of that sort so I apologize for any spelling or grammatical mistakes. This AU is heavily inspired by “Last Man on Earth” and I intend to write multiple chapters for it. Constructive criticism is welcome! Please enjoy :)

New York City, the city that never sleeps. Theres always some type of noise; sirens, traffic, yelling… Theres always some type of noise. Something to serve as a reminder that, “Hey! You aren’t the only person in the whole world!”. At least thats what it used to sound like..

Tonight, all that could be audible was the rustling of trash in the frigid November air. Andrea Sachs, Andy, former reporter for The Mirror marched her way down block after block. She couldn’t pin point exactly when the pandemic began. Early March of last year perhaps? Or maybe mid February? She couldn’t remember.. Hell, she was still trying to process the fact that everyone, everything she once knew was dead and gone.

New York City had been put under lockdown almost immediately after the United States government had declared a national pandemic. Andy hadn’t seen her parents since..

Sure, they’d talk over the phone, but there was little to talk about when the entire world was practically put on pause. She heard from her sister, Jill, every once in a while, but she had her own problems.

Andy had borderline lost complete touch with her entire family by August of that year, until she was notified that she had lost not one, but both parents to the infection. Both dead at home, not even in a hospital. Soon followed her nephew, then her sister, then her sister’s husband. In only a matter of 6 months she had lost the people most important to her.

After her and Nate, her ex boyfriend, had split, her childhood best friend had graciously allowed her to crash on her couch until she found her own place. Living with Lily was… Well.. Not the easiest.. Somehow this girl, even in the midst of a global pandemic, still managed to bring home a guy every weekend. At the time Andy had debated killing Lily on more than one occasion.. Oh how she envies those times. Two months later, Lily passed. The hospitals were already crammed to the brim with patients so, just like her parents, her best friend had died at home.. But this time, it was even worse, since she was the one to discover that body.

Andy had always been sensitive, possibly too much so. But she can’t recall a time she had cried harder than when looking at the lifeless corpse of the girl she’d known for more than half her life. Oh Lily..

She got laid off the next week. You would think the world of journalism would be booming during such trying times? But no. People simply stopped reading the paper. “Too depressing” is what she remembers her mother saying when Andy had asked if they had seen the latest death poll. She couldn’t blame people for not reading the news. God knows she would’ve too if it wasn’t the only thing keeping her from going insane. With every book in her apartment being read more than twice, along with having long ran out of DVDs, the only thing she could find comfort in now was the constant cycle of magazines and newspapers placed at her apartment door every morning. Eventually that stopped coming too.

Eventually.. Everything stopped. Electricity, running water, food. It just all.. Came to a halt. People seemed to have disappeared. It was like the entire human race just one day packed their bags and left Andy there. Alone. She was all alone. She cried over the fact a lot. No, not cried.. More like wailed. Wailed as loud as one could, hoping that someone, something would hear her, and come over and bring her into a warm comforting hug..

Of course the chances of that were 0 but.. She still had some hope. Tonight, Andy lazily roamed around the streets of New York, glancing into long abandoned shops and restaurants.. Often times she found herself sleeping in luxurious hotels and suites for free. I mean, why not? If theres no one there to charge you or say, “Ma’am this is an art museum, you cant stay here.” Why not sleep in The Met??

She walked with purpose down those cracking sidewalks, even though in reality she knew she had nothing left to live for. Had she contemplated suicide? On multiple occasions. The only reason she was even still alive at all was because she knew her parents would’ve wanted her to keep going, “keep fighting” her father would say. Andy sighed, what purpose was fighting if there was nothing to fight for? She walked aimlessly for hours, only stopping every so often to raid a bodega for a bag of expired chips. She rarely thinks of her time at Runway, or at least she tries not to, since it just opens up a can of unresolved feelings that she cares not to open. She wonders what those clackers would think of her now. It makes her chuckle. Thoughts of models with mouths gaping in shock at the sight of Andy Sachs, in her college hoodie and jeans she hadn’t washed since July making her way down Manhattan with a bag of expired Doritos and no makeup, flood her mind, causing the rarest of chuckles to fall from her lips.

The only reason that Runway even popped into her head was due to the sight of the massive, ever-ominous, Elias-Clarke building across the street. Oh how she despised that building. She’d walked past it a million times. One million more times than she had liked to. Every time she saw the damned thing it brought up feelings… Feelings she’d love to forget. Feelings towards fashion, towards Runway, towards her.

The dragon lady, the ice cold bitch of fashion, Miranda Priestly. The woman that had stolen Andreas heart and stomped on with her Prada heels.

Andy cringes at the shameful acts of her past self. Falling head over heels for a woman is one thing.. But falling for a woman 25 years her senior, and thats super rich and powerful?? Oh how could one be so stupid?!

Now here she stands, before her former prison of employment. She’d never actually bothered to intrude the building. She figured she’d find the usual. Abandoned computers, dust bunnies, medical masks, maybe the occasional cockroach. Shockingly, even after seemingly every other living organism had died out.. Or at least reduced in size, cockroaches rained ever strong. Six legged assholes.

Something inside her tells her, “Just go for it. Get some closure.” So, thats exactly what she does. She crosses the empty street, sliding over a taxi that had inconveniently been abandoned in the middle of the road, and walked right up to the front door.

“Its probably locked..” She muttered to nobody. Andy had developed this habit of talking to herself over the months of isolation. It was comforting, to hear a voice. She jiggled the rotating door and to her utter shock. The thing budged. And in one swift motion, she was in the lobby of the Elias-Clarke building once again. Things have hardly changed… Well.. besides the lack of anorexic models talking about how they “Almost called in fat today.” She rolled her eyes at the memory of hearing a 100 pound model saying those exact words to her.

Andy stops at the stairwell. Should she go up to the Runway floor? Why not? Whats the harm? Worst thing that could happen is she cries, and it isn’t like she wasn’t going to do that anyways. She made her way up the stairs. Climbing floor after floor until eventually she found her way to her former place of employment. More like imprisonment, but still. She abandons her empty Dorito bag on her old second assistants desk. She wonders what skinny 5’11 blonde supermodel Miranda had replaced her with. Had her name been Stacy? Or Sylvia? Or-

Andys shocked out of her thoughts when she hears a noise. Walking.. Yeah thats- that’s definitely walking. She stops frozen in place. The building is almost entirely dark besides the sunlight coming from the windows where Mirandas office used to be, so she couldn’t exactly see well. Her whole body starts shaking. What should she do?! She hadn’t seen an actual living person since.. Since.. Since she couldn’t even remember. The walking got louder, the click clack of what sounded like… High heels..? No it couldn’t-

Andys internal monologue is suddenly silenced when she hears a gasp from behind her. Shes too stunned to move, to speak, to do much of anything besides meekly turn her head around. And who is she greeted with?? No one other than the dragon lady herself of course…

“Andrea?” An impossibly regal Miranda Priestly asks.

And thats about it for the prologue! Thank you so much for reading :)

#andrea sachs #devil wears prada #fashion #mirandy #the devil wears prada #andy sachs #tdwp #2000s #anne hathaway #meryl streep #fanfic #fanfiction #wlw ship #wlw writing #lesbian #and they were roommates #andrea x miranda #miranda x andrea #writing #chapter 1 #foryou #viral #mirandrea

[imaginecolby]

spiritual exposure || c.b.

summary: when you join sam and colby on an investigation, the spirits expose something you’ve been keeping a secret.

requested by anonymous.

"are you sure you still wanna go with us? you don't have to if you're not feeling up for it." colby asked you. he and sam were about to embark on an international trip to film some investigation videos.

"i think i'll be good. i'm not having any symptoms just yet, and since i'm not showing, no one will ask any questions." you said. you had recently found out you were pregnant. despite this coming as a surprise, you and colby were both still excited for this next step.

along with the scary parts, your trip ending up being so much fun. katrina came along as well, so it was almost like a couples retreat for the four of you. sight seeing was a blast, seeing some of the most beautiful countries and scenery you'd ever seen.

today's investigation was taking place at a place sam and colby were referring to the "shadow man manor," it's real name being Llancaiach Fawr Manor.

"you feeling okay?" colby asked once you arrived. you and him stood off to the side of the car where you could talk quietly.

"my head hurts a little bit, but you know i always get headaches when i come on these investigations with you guys." you said. you were pretty sensitive to spirits, having had a decent amount of paranormal experiences throughout your life. you had a stronger connection than you would like, but it still made for interesting conversations.

"hey, i'm pretty sure we're not the only two people here!" sam called from the car where him and katrina were unloading the equipment. you and colby shared a laugh while you went over to help them get everything together.

as the night began, things were off to a pretty interesting start. your group began hearing noises and other things throughout just the initial tour of the home.

during the investigation, however, is when things started to amplify.

you were in a room of the house that reportedly was more active than most other rooms. sam hade the ovilus in his hand and as soon as he turned it on, it began throwing out words.

"MOTHER" “BABY" "INFANT"

"what is happening? there's no stories attached to this manor that had anything to do with a pregnant woman." sam said, turning the ovilus off and back on again to reset it.

"yeah, that's crazy." colby said softly, avoiding looking at you. he knew that you weren't ready to share the news yet, so he wasn't going to say anything. you, however, were scare shitless. you looked up at him, and he was staring down at the floor. his face was pale and his eyes were wide.

the night went on, and so many other communications and evidence captured contained mentions of pregnancy. you tried your hardest not to worry, and bring attention to it, but you were scared. you didn’t know what this spirit wanted from you, or how you were even going to finish the night.

you made your way up to the attic for to investigate up there. just as you began climbing the stairs, you felt woozy.

“you okay?” colby asked, pulling you off to the side. you took a deep breath and nodded.

“yeah, for the most part. all that shit earlier made me really nervous.” you said, placing your hand on your belly.

“me too.” he said, pulling you into his chest. he pressed a kiss to the top of your head as you hugged him tight. you slowly made your way up to the attic and things were pretty calm for the time that you were up there.

in the attic, you were feeling a heavy presence. it felt almost as if someone was sitting on your shoulders. you kept hearing what sounded like whisps of air moving past your ears.

“theres definitely something in here.” you said softly. katrina was standing next to you so she was the only one who heard you.

while you were in the attic, listening to the boys communicate with the spirit that was talking with them, you suddenly felt a warmth creep up your back. you shook it off as you being overwhelmed and let the boys finish their conversation.

“can we get out of here soon? i’m feeling very uneasy.” you said softly. it had been a while of no responses, so sam and colby agreed to leave the attic. once you got back down to the main level of the home, you all decided to take a little break.

“y/n, what is that on your neck?” katrina asked as she walked up behind you. she pulled down the neck of your shirt and revealed three large scratches that began at the base of your neck and continued down about to the middle of your back.

“holy shit, those scratches are so big.” sam sad. he snapped a picture and showed them to you, your eyes widening at the sight.

“what? what the hell?” colby asked, pushing he way to you between sam and katrina. “did you feel these?” he asked you. you just shook your head.

“no? i mean, i felt a little heat creep up my back, but i just figured it was nerves. they weren’t burning or anything.” you said.

“whatever spirit is here messing with y/n, you have to stop! you are not allowed to follow her, or any of us for the rest of the night. you cannot have her, or our baby.” colby spat. his finishing words took you by surprise. this definitely wasn’t the way you wanted to announce your pregnancy to your friends.

you looked over at sam and katrina, who both had shocked expressions on their faces.

“what did you just say?” sam asked quietly.

“y/n is pregnant.” colby said, turning to you. “y/n, im so sorry. i know you wanted to wait before telling people, but i cant just stand by and let whatever is hear keep hurting and threatening you.”

“its okay.” you said, on the verge of tears. this experience had scared you beyond words, and you honestly wanted the night to be over.

“i think we should call it here. we’ve got more than enough evidence and its almost time for us to get out of here anyway.” sam said softly.

you gathered all your things, and went out to the car.

“i know we’re not about to leave here without saying anything? y/n, you’re pregnant! congratulations!” katrina said, giving you a big hug.

“thank you.” you said with a smile.

“oh yes! congrats man.” sam said to colby. “you guys are gonna be the coolest parents.”

“and you guys area gonna be little one’s favorite aunt and uncle.” you said, placing your hand on your belly.

“we have to go celebrate. there’s gotta be somewhere we can go get breakfast.” sam suggested.

“oh i hope so. im so down for celebratory pancakes.” colby laughed.

you loaded in the car and made your way to a cafe you found that was open. you had a nice breakfast with your best friends, which ended up being a great ending to a crazy night.

#colby brock #colby brock imagine #colby brock fanfic #colby brock fanfiction

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

hhi could i. could i ask if you have any portal ford headcanons im being insane about him right now and your headcanons are So 💥‼️🎉🌈💥/pos

hi hello hows it goin

-he didn't get all of his tattoos in one sitting, and he actually has a few he gave to himself. some of the tattoos look like normal earth tattoos, but theres also a few that have cool effects to them. color-changing, moving slightly, shapeshifting from one creature to another, etc. etc.

-he gave himself a little sailboat tattoo in case he ever lost the photo. he also gave himself an axolotl after he met Jheselbraum

-when he was fresh into the portal, hed join other interdimensional travelers, make companions...he stopped after a while because the grief he felt every time he inevitably lost them became too much. he still misses the ones he did have, though. he gave himself a constellation tattoo to remember them- a star for each one.

-he has perhaps too many tattoos. most of them end up being covered up by scars, though

-speaking of scars- ford lost his right arm sometime while he was in the portal. An "anomaly" bit it off. He has a prosthetic now (in the future, he's going to keep forgetting to mention this to stan. which is. definitely not going to cause any problems at all (sarcastic))

-he has several scars that either look weird (slightly glow-in-the-dark, shimmers, etc.) or healed in strange patterns because they were caused by weapons very much not intended to interact with human flesh

-he has a lot of "speckle" scars all over him. theyre from corrosive rain

-Jheselbraum has been thoroughly established as a sort of secondary mother figure in his mind. She has also been given this role by many, many other versions of Ford. she is the space mom

-he once met a moth version of himself who borrowed a gun from him and never gave it back. hes still upset about that. no, he has not realized the connection

-he once held a full conversation with another version of stan without noticing who he was talking to. in his defense, it was dark out

-at some point, he developed a tapetum lucidum and nictitating membranes. this is the incredibly self-indulgent biology-hyperfixation-induced headcanon

-he thinks he can handle smoke and toxic air better because of how much time hes spent not being able to breathe properly. its actually made him more sensitive to things like that

-he has gotten better at not being poisoned though. this comes from years of eating random mushrooms and plants and bug-adjacent creatures. this doesnt apply to raw meat as much, but he can definitely handle it better than most other humans

-every now and then, the hyperfixation excitement will outweigh how horrible he feels all the time and he'll just end up staring at some sort of weird creature and taking mental notes about it for a really long time

-sometimes he'll name random creatures he sees just to kill time. waiting for your food to finish cooking? give your local fish-bird-thing a name

-he doesnt know this, but hes actually seen a few creatures that are considered cryptids in those dimensions

-his favorite dimensions are the ones filled with wildlife and starry skies and vibrant colors. theyre not nearly as common as youd think they are

-hes gotten more used to speaking non-earth languages than earth-languages. as such, hes started using lots of phrases that have...interesting translations in english

-he forgets how to speak sometimes. it used to be more distressing, but he doesnt typically come across many creatures that can understand language anyway. its more of an annoyance than anything at this point

-hes gotten really good at mimicking the calls of other creatures. really good. possibly too good (he will use this power for evil in the future. to terrorize his brother with seagull noises)

-this is technically post-portal, but he adapts the creatures hes seen into homebrew enemies and races in his DD&MD campaigns

-also post-portal, but he'll sometimes forget that that weird thing hes looking at is. yknow. weird and not just a normal part of life in this dimension. this is one of the two reasons why he asks stan to point out anomalies to him

#thank ya for sending an ask :D #gravity falls #ford pines #stanford pines

[ghostsghoulsandhatboxes]

hattie box head canons go

died at 37 due to decapitation (duh), he looks older than he is due to stress in life and postmortem decomposition

mortal name was horace hatford, but he exclusively goes by hatty/hatbox (or simply h. hatford) now

ezra's younger brother, their parents had a habit of jokingly picking on hatty a lot which did not help his self esteem issues

autism creature. sensitive to loud noises especially

hes just. he has a lot of mental issues. depression and social anxiety king

selectively mute, mostly just laughs. even if youre a good friend of his he doesn't talk very much

real voice isn't as deep as it sounds in the ride, he imitates ghost host's manner of speaking for performances

loves sewing, started out making clothes (worked as a tailor in life) but also does plush toys and embroidery

more under the cut. theres a lot

favorite movie genre is sci-fi horror, but his least favorites are slasher and supernatural horror films; slashers tend to trigger trauma surrounding his and his loved ones' deaths, and supernatural horror hits different when you're a ghost (mainly the annoying amount of misconceptions and inaccuracies)

his least favorite horror movies are hereditary and pet sematary for similar reasons; he can't stand it when kids die in movies (and the decapitation scene in hereditary is especially triggering to him)

bi and demisexual but mostly just calls himself queer. he's happy being with emily so sexuality labels don't really matter to him

genderfluid, doesnt rly care about what pronouns other people use for him but mostly prefers he/him, she/her, or it/its.

has a glowing heart like emily's, which is usually hidden under his clothes

used to be a notorious prankster around the mansion, which is actually part of why he got kicked out; aside from his signature trick not being up to par at first, he liked to mess with cast members who were trying to set things up by spooking them, stealing tools, etc until they got fed up and had him booted

(based on his animatronic's b mode) had some stage fright when he came back to the mansion back in 2015; he panicked and froze up all day and felt really bad afterwards bc he didn’t want to mess up and get booted again. the ghost host was pretty understanding of this but hatty's still nervous that if he screws up badly enough he could get kicked out again

can growl like an animal for some reason. nobody knows how or why he learned to do it but he mainly just uses it to fuck with people (constance, mostly). can also "purr", it's more like a rattling wheeze. a bit unnerving but emily thinks it's cute though

spent his years away from the mansion exploring haunted places all over the world, and knows a lot about the history of said places (special interest)

can teleport his head anywhere within a 5 foot radius of himself; it can be physically carried up to 15 feet away from him, but it's tethered to his body by a sort of invisible "thread" and cannot go further than that

mild telekinesis abilities, learned from leota

has back and wrist issues carried over from when he was alive, hence the cane and shaky hands. floats most of the time bc he can't walk very fast

he gets frequent hand pains, if he does manual work like writing or sewing for long periods of time he has to take a break for a while since his hands will start hurting too badly to do anything

collects every piece of disney merch with him on it

pale asf as a mortal but does have some hispanic/latin ancestry from one of his grandparents

also bonus emily hcs

died at 23 from being stabbed in the heart

was originally engaged to dorian gracey, who was constance's nephew

loves painting, sometimes touches up the haunted portraits in the mansion at their owners' requests

adhd haver, will often fixate on a project to the point where she won't leave the same spot for days

can transform from shadowy to corpse-like to her usual mortal-esque form; her shadowy version is covered in a sort of liquid darkness that can shift in coverage, which is typically concentrated on her face and hands

was kicked out of the mansion's tour route by constance and now just stays behind the scenes. she's pretty bitter about this and regularly argues with connie about nearly anything

her heartbeat increases in volume and speed when excited, scared, or when experiencing other strong emotions

favorite movie genre is psychological horror, is also a fan of found footage horror

bi and demisexual as well

and for both of them :]

hatty likes to rest his head against emily's chest to listen to her heartbeat, they often fall asleep like this

emily is much taller than hatbox, being 6' while hatty is only 5'4"; she can lift him up pretty easily

hatbox sometimes borrows emily's shirts to sleep in

they have movie nights together at least once a week, they mostly watch classic horror and disney animated films. sometimes they get distracted and just start making out and stuff

hatbox doesn't really like being touched by anyone, especially strangers, but is very physically affectionate towards his wife

often each of them think about what their lives would've been like had they lived longer (eg them having a happy ending, getting married and spending the rest of their mortal lives together, maybe starting a family, etc), makes em both really sad though but they're happy being together in death

hatty is always more relaxed around emily, though usually he can seem a bit grouchy and antisocial to most other people

#hatbox ghost #haunted mansion #text post #mod speaks #can you tell he's my favorite character of all time ever #beating heart bride/emily #heartbox

[h5llpyre]

give me vashwood soft hospital arc sex!

starts frothing at the mouth thinking about wolfwood healing faster than vash and he walks over to his hospital bed to keep him company. they end up tenderly kissing and wolfwood half crawling up onto the bed as it creaks under their weight.

like the desperation of not seeing each other for months and worrying for what felt like forever. eager hands roaming as they kiss w watery eyes. but its not the right place or time, vashs wounds are still healing and the last thing wolfwood wants to do is hurt him even more.

so they settle with wolfwoods fingers curling up into his velvety cunt as vash holds onto him for dear life, tears brimming his eyes. holding back his noises as he realizes that months of not being touched has caused him to be so so sensitive.

theres not much time, wolfwoods fingers quickly pressing into that spot over and over, trying to push him over the edge before one of the nurses come back to check on them. its so desperate and hot, still in their clothes as wolfwoods hand rhythmically moves in vash’s pants, trying to get him off while trying not to budge his iv or his wounds.

vash cries into wolfwood’s shoulder when he comes, the hospital bed shaking on its wheels as he shudders. hotly panting with his eyes closed as he comes down, wolfwood kissing his temple and coaxing him through it.

skip to one of the nurses rushing in, asking why vash’s heart rate had increased so rapidly, but pauses when they see them: both of their heads snapping up, vash’s face red and his pants still unzipped and low and wolfwood in the process of wiping the wetness off his fingers.

#vashwood smut #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #vash smut #wolfwood smut #trigun smut #trimax smut #tristamp smut #h5llpyre

[redr0sewrites]

How do you think Aaravos would act when his a s/o is on their period? (Can you tell I'm on my period and need comfort)

OOOOOO!!!! i feel SO bad i haven't written for aaravos (or tdp in general) for wayyyyyy too long tdp is still my main hyperfixation yall

🥀Cw: mostly fluff with a bit of suggestiveness/mentions of how orgasms help cramps, afab reader

🥀minors dni with the nsfw portion

sfw:

listen, aaravos is SOOO attentive. he probably has your cycle memorized better than YOU. he's always prepared for when you're on your period, and will approach you about it a few days before it starts

aaravos is amazing when your on your period as he never undermines you, and while he doesn't relate to your experience he definitely sympathizes with you and supports you any way he can

his powers come in handy a lot, and whenever your having bad cramps he can very easily heat up his hands or cool them down and become your own personal heating/cooling pad. he also gives wonderful massages and can also attempt spells/potions that may work as painkillers for you

aaravos is a FANTASTIC cuddler, he's 6,9 ft of pure warmth and loves holding you when you're on your period. if you're feeling emotional or sad in general aaravos is genuinely always willing to comfort you, as he hates seeing you in distress

he may tease you a little to help lighten the mood, but if you get upset or annoyed he'll stop

speaking of when you're annoyed, if you are especially irritable on your period, aaravos takes it surprisingly well. if you snap at him he'll just brush it off or roll his eyes, he knows your feeling shitty and that you'll feel bad later. he might get a little pouty though, and will be clingy when you two are trying to sleep

if you get headaches on your period aaravos is more than willing to accommodate you. he'll gently cup your face, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before getting a damp towel to lay across your eyes

as much as you want to rot in bed while you're on your period, aaravos will encourage you to be at least a little active. he might take you for calming walks where you won't run into others, or even just slow dance with you in the comfort of your own home while lofty music plays in the background

aaravos will run lavish baths for you om your period with bubbles and fancy soaps and anything your heart desires. he really does love pampering you at heart and will gladly sit at the edge of the tub and wash your hair or massage your scalp while you bathe and relax

nsfw:

during his research on how to help comfort you, aaravos stumbled upon the fact that orgasms can help relieve period cramps. he was quick to bring it up to you, for "research purposes" kinky bitch.

he'll be gentle ofc, laying a towel beneath you both and treating you with the utmost care (unless... u tell him not to.... then thats a different story)

period sex soon becomes a pretty common occurrence as its a great experience for you both. aaravos adores how sensitive you are and loves seeing how easy it is to stimulate you. he'll tease you a lot and then overstimulate you, relishing in every noise you make

it's obviously wonderful for you as well bc??? duh???? it feels amazing and aaravos always makes you feel divine

he's a lot more into praising you during period sex rather than degrading, he thinks that your something to be worshipped and absolutely loves showering you with all the praise you deserve

aaravos enjoys mirror sex in general, but especially during your period. je likes showing you how gorgeous you are during this time of the month and is not afraid to be a little mean with his praise. if theres a trait you have that your particularly anxious or insecure about, aaravos looveessss praising you over and over about it until you can't help but agree.

aaravos always does great aftercare as well when your on your period. you both often get pretty messy, so the first thing he does is conjure a wet towel to wipe you both down. then he'll run you a bath and let you relax while he changes the sheets/bedding before joining you in the bath.

yk that audio that's like "HEEEEE'SSSS BAAAACK" on tiktok? thats what i feel like rn when im posting something for tdp for the first time in like months. (i don't have tiktok but i keep seeing tiktoks on pinterest 💀) ANYWAYSSSSSS HOPE U WNJOYED!!! ive been falling back into some of my old fandoms (tdp, acotar, etc) along w some new ones so feel free to send in requests!!! i am VERY anxiously awaiting tdp s6 hehe

#the dragon prince #tdp #aaravos #aaravos x reader #tdp aaravos #aaravos x you #aaravos x y/n #aaravos fluff #aaravos smut #aaravos headcanons #aaravos hc #tdp x reader #tdp hcs #tdp headcanons

[jrwi-autistic-swag]

Round 4/Semi-final Poll:

Pictures and propaganda are under the cut!

Peter Sqloint (Apotheosis)

LOOK AT HIM. LOOK AT HIS BIG BROWN AUTISTIC EYES. LOOK AT HIM SILLY LITTLE EXISTENCE. HE LITERALLY IS THE "me and the bitch I pulled by being autistic" WITH RUMI. HE IS SO SILLY

His special interest is rocks, he named his pet lizard lizard, he pulled quite possibly THE BADDEST bitch…like?!

I mean just look at him, he’s just a little goober and like yippee as hell

listen. listen. listen. there is no other character more autistic than peter sqloint. his special interest is rocks and lizards. he used unfathomable otherworldly power to duplicate his lizard. half the campaign was spent talking about rocks and trying to find a good log for his lizard. he is the most autistic autist and i’ve ever seen in my life. he canonically has trouble maintaining eye contact and making eye contact in general. listen to me. he is autism incarnate. i would die for him

have you seen his rock collection? or his missing of social cues and norms? and also the fact he is a charlie slimecicle character? literally nobody more autism than him

Have you seen him? He is the definition of the meme “me and the bad bitch I pulled by being autistic”

Dakota Cole (Prime Defenders)

ITS DAKOTA !!!!!! HIS WHOLE THING IS NOT GETTING SOCIAL QUEUES AND BEING LOUD AND JUMPING INTO THINGS HEADFIRST !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE !!!!! HES THE AUTISM BITCH !!!!!! AND HES SO SWAGFUL !!!!!!!!!!! HE HAS A SKATEBOARD AND HIS HERO SUIT HAS HIS MIDDIFF EXPOSED !!!!! HES THE SILLIEST !!! EVER !!!!!!!! PLEASE LET MY GUY WIN. PLEAAASSSSEEEEEEEE. I KNNNOOOOOWOWWWWWWW SOME MOTHERFUCKER FROM RIPTIDE IS GONNA HAVE LEAGUES OF PEOPLE CAMPAINING FOR THEM BUT LIKE !!!!!!!!! DAKOTA !!!!!!!!! CMOOONNNNNN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! slash sillay

Canon(?), from what I know hes based off one of Grizz's autistic cousins. He literally got overstimulated and stimmed with his bongos season 2 episode 1. Just generally gets overstimulated all the time. Stims, literally stims all the time. Hes said "yipee" before when he was happy. He literally eats like 2 foods (beef stroganoff and pizza). Hes so silly and is literally me and Im autistic so.

Literally just a guy! Sensory issues, Special Interest (Super-Heros), Cant Understand Emotions/Change/Social Ques, High Energy, He Literally Yippied Once

sensory issues (headphones to block sound, sunglasses to block light. takes time to calm down), he has red hair, he is somehow the most sensitive prime defender while being almost vyncent levels of oblivious. very set on his routines (s1, training every morning consistently), he just has that swag about him have you seen him

Wears headphones in season two because otherwise he gets overstimulated and goes into a feral state

every prime defender is autistic send tweet

He is me fr fr. He has noise cancelling headphones that he has to put on to not get overwhelmed. He's got so much autism, he doesn't. On a scale of not autistic to autistic, he's God.

Grizz said that he based him of an autistic relative. He has cannon sensory issues and other traits

Uh the fact that Griz is portraying some of Dakota's personality based off an autistic family member. He has noise cancelling headphones if he gets overwhelmed/overstimulated. THERES SO MUCH I COULD GO ON

#I feel like this one is gonna be a close match #We shall see! #jrwi #jrwi autism swag #jrwi autistic swag #jrwi bracket #just roll with it bracket #just roll with it #jrwi prime defenders #jrwi apotheosis #peter sqloint #dakota cole

[ivanzplaid]

Headcanons for Billy Lenz pretty please

BILLY i love billy lenz so much, he means the world to me🫶 and of course i can, there will be general hcs & romantic hcs because hes funky and i love it

requests are open, masterlist is up!

Billy Lenz Headcanons!

( Gn Reader )

Warnings: Mentions of murder, Mentions of animal murder, Over-Protective behavior

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General Hcs

some may jump to the conclusion that he smells like shit but i am a firm believer that he smells like dust, attic, and firewood, he may not seem clean but if he can live in an attic without being smelled he cannot be that bad right

imitates animals he sees; whatever it is, he loves to mimic it, whether he walks or jumps like it, or makes the same noises, he is in touch with his natural side

bites the wood in the attic, he loves to naw on things and use his teeth

loves to decorate his own little space, it may be small but he thinks its festive

i know he kills any company he has, but before he does he loves to have a fun time, whether that be ranting at 60 mph or playing with their hair, clothes, etc.

i hc hes queer, doesnt gaf who or what you are hes happy to have you with him

definitely a biter

he throws stuff everywhere, he is a very energetic guy

he does have witts to him, hes clever in his own sense

steals clothes from people but rarely changes his normal outfit, it brings him comfort and stability

does not like major change/doesnt take it well

although he loves animals please do not give him a pet, he means well but will kill it

considers the way he kills his victims 'art'

oddly strong for his build, you would not think he has muscle but he does

will scream-sing to music if you put it on

has an internal dilemma for his sense of self, but doesnt really acknowledge it

fucking hates cooking, he screams loudly if he gets burned or if he doesnt like what he made

afraid of large bodies of water

an absolute GOAT at hunting with his hands, he is the scavenger and the hunter of the year

his hair is oddly soft, but he the only time he washes it is if it gets tremendously dirt or if it gets wet by something else

prob was chased by animal control more than once

Dating Hcs

sticks to you like gum in hair, is really obsessed with you and be is not afraid to let you know

if he could hed spend his time on your back allday everyday

no sense of boundaries, you will have to teach him, he may be upset or not understand at first but he just wants you to be happy around him so he will catch on

terrible ass gift giver holy shit

dead animal?? no billy i dont want it, flowers or a card would be better thank you

he gets overjoyed when you show him love, he is the happiest man on earth

loves to hold your hand, grab your face, hold your hair, and if you do those to him hes gonna freak out in joy

does not sleep well, you will find him wandering around at night or cuddling close to you

you made him food? its gone within seconds

will eat it no matter how burnt or terrible it is, probably the best mea hes had in years

does not know how to comfort you well, but will console you silently if thats what youd like

makes you wear his clothes

lordy he will be so happy if you rant to him, fascinated by whatever you choose to speak about

is a very expressive person, jumps up and down when you come home from school or work

never a dull moment, talks to you like theres no tomorrow

loves to play and touch your hair, immersed in how it feels / what it looks like

sensitive man, you will comfort him a lot and he will latch onto you

loves to celebrate the holidays with you, if you celebrate something he didnt know of, count him in, hes now the life of the party for whatever you practice

if you read to him he does his best to focus on you

is more than happy to have you wash or style his hair, that is his thing🙏

is interested in all your hobbies and personal life, he is your #1 fan now

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i made these up throughout the day and i cannot get over him smh, hope you like it!! :)

requests are open, masterlist is up!

#billy lenz #black christmas #black christmas 1974 #slasher x you #slasher x reader #slasher #horror #billy #headcanons

[bulbabutt]

Favorite joke/line in any TMNT version? For me, it's a tie between Rise!Raph's "Donnie, if you don't quit it with your *middle child nonsense*, I'm gonna SHOVE YOUR HEAD IN-THE TOILET!!!" from Flushed But Not Forgotten, and from 12: Leo: There's a force field? Why didn't you tell me?! Donnie: Well, because I wanted us to fail. OBVIOUSLY, I DIDN'T KNOW!!! Runners-up include "Donnie learned to drive in New York City" from 03, and the unintentional hilarity from banking on Vanilla Ice's star power in Secret Of The Ooze

Okay those are all SUCH good choices, especially vanilla ice lmfao

There is like 500 episodes of turtles so let me try and think of the biggest laugh moments me and my sibling had from each show

I can say there was one specific moment in rise where I paused the episode from laughing so hard and then immediately hit super like on Netflix, adding to the hilarity of the moment

which is the part in one man’s junk where Leo says “well somebody put the rust in rustic charm” and we hear BA DUM CHHH "who left this drumset here" because Raph TRIPPED OVER A DRUMSET. so fucking stupid but absolutely killed me

In 87 I feel like I reference it all the time in my comics, but the part in Rebel without a Fin where they’re looking for April in the sewers, Leo says “we’re gonna keep on looking until we find her!” And Raph goes “you know Leonardo, if all the sewers in this city were laid end to end” and he nods his head in such a cheap funny way “UH HUH?” “Well it would be a pretty ridiculous sight” and then Leo looks SO offended “but it would probably be long enough to reach from here to the moon!” And then he shoves his beak in Raphael’s face all mad “THANKS FOR SHARING RAPHAEL” To be honest that whole episode was fucking hilarious, they can’t get the villains name right, the villains henchman being so fucking BORED of being there.

In 12 it’s hard cuz so much of the big laughs I remember came from stupid references tbh (which is us being brain dead, not that the show isn’t funny) nothing made me laugh more than when the neutrinos showed up, and the pair of us were WAY TOO HAPPY TO SEE THAT JOE EYEBALL POPPED OUT OF MUCK MAN. Deadass cuz we were sitting there like aw there’s only one of the garbage men, so no joe eyeball? Then HIS EYEBALL BECAME JOE EYEBALL. Again. Brains were broken by that point.

And 03, i think its that part in notes from the underground where mikey complains that raph called him odd to donnie, and donnies like "youre just being sensitive!" and hes like "SENSITIVE? if theres ONE thing i hate its when PEOPLE CALL ME SENSITIVE!" but this might be because this was such a 'oh my god thats our brother' moment. to which, im happy to report, when i showed it to him he immediately said "this is literally bullying", proving my point abt it LMAO

AND. literally no one is gonna ask, but in the next mutation. any time bonesteel was on screen. cuz he makes this cracking noise with his jaw, its so stupid but so funny.

thanks for the question!

#maybe these arent all technically lines but you know