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bweirdart · 7 months

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EVENT OVER! THANKS EVERYONE WHO JOINED IN U ALL DID AN AMAZING JOB <3 SEE YOU AGAIN NEXT YEAR IN MARCH FOR #mARTch OR NEXT OCTOBER (2024) FOR A NEW SET OF PROMPTS!!!!!

OC-TOBER 2023 PROMPTS!!

general tag: #oc-tober / my prompts: #bweirdOCtober

F.A.Q:

Do I have to draw EVERY DAY?

NO! I highly encourage skipping as many days as you need to avoid burnout! There are 10 main days in the event (marked with a ⭐ star) that you can focus on if you don't feel up to doing every day, or you can choose your own adventure and just do the prompts you personally like!

Do I have to DRAW?

NO! You can also write fanfiction snippets, repost older art that fits the theme, tweet headcanons/backstory, roleplay in-character as your oc ... genuinely anything that fits the theme is OK!!

Can I start early?

YES! I understand some people work at a slower pace and might need a head start! So long as you wait until October to post it, you can start working as early as you need!

I missed the start of the event .. do I have to catch up?

NO! Please don't stress about days you missed, you're allowed to just skip to the current prompt!

RULES:

1. MAKE FRIENDS! The community is the best part of this event .. please try to follow new people, ask questions about ocs you like, compliment people's styles, ask friends to create with you, etc!

2. TAKE IT EASY! Skip a day if you're tired, busy or just not interested in the prompt. You don't have to catch up on it later. This is supposed to be fun, not work!

3. BE KIND! Please think about the people around you - don't give people unwarranted harsh criticism, content warn for themes/imagery in your work that could trigger someone, don't create anything hateful, etc

text version / tips and ideas on bweird.art or below ↓

star = main prompts | no star = optional

INTRO WEEK

1: FAVE OC ⭐

-Which of your characters is your favourite right now?

2: NEW OC

-Who is your newest OC?

-Design a new OC right now

3: OLD OC ⭐

-Do you remember the first OC you ever made?

-Is there an OC you haven't drawn in a long time?

4: RE-DESIGN

-An OC who has changed a lot over the years

-Take an old OC and update their design right now

BACKSTORY WEEK

5: RELATIONSHIPS ⭐

-Who is important to your OC?

-Do they have a partner?

-Do they have a best friend?

-Are they close to their family?

6: SYMBOL

-What imagery do you associate with your oc?

-Are there any colours, flowers, animals or concepts that symbolize them?

7: PERSONALITY ⭐

-How does your OC behave?

-What are their positive traits?

-What are their negative traits?

-Are they extroverted or introverted?

8: PAST

-What was your OC like as a child?

-Where did they grow up?

-Are there any significant moments from their past that shaped who they are?

9: FUTURE ⭐

-Does your OC have a goal they're working towards?

-What will your OC look like when they get older

-Do you have a planned ending for their story?

PALETTE WEEK

10: pumpkin patch palette

#251604 #1E3807 #5B5E1A #A2A657 #EBA00F #F3ECCC

11: hot cocoa palette

#520B13 #BB382E #E27E6D #88392C #AF5D40 #E1AFA4

12: midnight zone palette

#000007 #000049 #183885 #004D4F #0E8788 #FFF1C0

13: peachy palette

#DE6450 #DB9171 #FFC1AE #FEE1AD #FFF2E0 #D9D8D8

14: haunted house palette

#552506 #6E25AA #ED690B #F925A0 #8F8BA7 #A6C1AA

FUN + GAMES WEEK

15: MEME ⭐

-Post memes that remind you of your OC

-Draw your OC as a meme

-Fill out a character meme (classic deviantart style)

16: FOOD

-What is your OC's favourite food?

-What is their least favourite?

-Can they cook?

17: EYES-CLOSED ⭐

-Draw your OC with your eyes closed! No cheating!

-Write a scene without looking at the keyboard! Keep the typos in!

18: SWAP

-Swap the style or aesthetic of two of your OCs

-Species or gender swap AU

-Invert an OC's colour scheme

19: INSPIRATION ⭐

-Is your OC inspired by any pre-existing characters?

-Are there any particular songs/lyrics that inspired something about one of your OCs

-Do you have a dedicated pinterest moodboard for your character?

20: INVENTORY

-What does your OC carry around with them on a daily basis?

-Are there any objects that have sentimental value for them?

-Loot drop for your DnD OC

FRIENDS WEEK

21-25:

There's no specific daily prompts for this week, but here are some ideas you can try ...

-Art trades with friends who are doing the event with you

-Your OC interacting with a friend's OC

-Gift art for someone whose OCs you like

-Work together and collaborate on something with a friend

-Roleplay an OC scene together with someone

HALLOWEEN WEEK

26: FEAR ⭐

-What is your OC scared of?

-Draw one of your OCs trying to scare the others

27: MONSTER

-Do you have any monster OCs? (eg: vampires, werewolves, creatures, ghosts...)

-Draw a human OC as a monster

-Design a new monster

28: TRICK

-Play a trick on an OC

-Do you have an OC who would play tricks on people?

29: TREAT

-What is your OC's favourite halloween candy?

-Give an OC a special treat to make up for yesterday's trick

30: MAGIC

-Do any of your characters have magical powers?

-Give an OC a magical or cursed artifact

-Create a magic-using OC like a witch or wizard

27: COSTUME ⭐

-What is your OC dressing as for halloween?

#🎨#bweirdOCtober #events

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vixstarria · 26 days

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'Erotic misadventures'

Hello, I wrote this for an April Fools challenge, and now it is your problem.

Challenge terms: The challenge is simple - write something spicy that uses the worst possible terms for body parts, sex acts, and so on!

AO3 link

So I've always had this headcanon that Tav and Astarion perform readings of really bad erotica for the group at camp. This is a depiction of one such evening.

All origin characters.

18+, humor, banter. Is this actually smut? I don't know. I hope not.

Content warnings: ...Yes.

Approx. 1,800 words

It was, without a shadow of a doubt, the best piece of fiction they’d ever come across.

Meticulously handwritten in a tidy script, the text filled a sizeable journal. “Her Highness’s Erotic Misadventures” read the title. “Thank you for beta reading, Harpy Quinn”, it said at the bottom of the title page, whatever that meant.

Despite both of them having a professional interest in lewd literature, neither Astarion nor Tav had ever come across this piece before - they doubted it had ever been published. They doubted it could ever be published, for that matter. However, it must have gone through many hands privately - on flipping through the journal it was discovered that the end contained a multitude of little gushing reviews in other people’s writing.

The author must have been one strange individual, with even weirder friends. How embarrassing.

The gang had called it a day and were gathered around the campfire. Astarion and Tav had been taking turns reading from the manuscript, to their companions’ amusement (and, in Gale’s case, vexation).

Despite being seasoned experts in the genre, Wyll and Shadowheart were visibly perturbed (albeit also intrigued) by the piece. Karlach hung on to every word, and even Lae’zel had stopped tending to her weapons to listen to the strange tale spun by the anonymous author. Volo, whose unwarranted presence continued to be tolerated, although no one could quite pinpoint why, was silent, furiously scribbling notes in his own journal. And as for Gale, well…

“This is deplorable,” said Gale, weary disappointment and disdain in his voice. “The only reason I am still here is because none of you can be trusted with the pot.”

Astarion ignored him and continued to pace around the fire, reading aloud from the journal.

As the title suggested, the story depicted a series of obscene misfortunes which had befallen a hapless princess and her loyal knight. After several chapters of delving into the princess’s tragic and salacious backstory in (frankly bewildering) detail, the narrative had at last moved forward to a scene in which the princess’s knight came to her rescue after she had been kidnapped and taken away to a cave by a dragon. The knight faced the said dragon (who had then taken a dragonborn form for some reason) and its two harpy henchwomen.

“‘Its weak spot is its bussy’, the princess cried out from the cave,” read Astarion. “What in the hells is a ‘bussy’..?” he asked, lifting his head to seek counsel from his companions.

Everyone around the fire just shook their heads, equally perplexed.

“Hmm… Well, it seems our hero doesn’t know that word either...” Astarion continued reading.

“‘Puzzled, the paladin took a shot in the dark, cramming her manhood-’ Wait, what? I could have sworn...” Astarion shuffled through the pages. “…Oh she’s got both sets. How convenient… Anyway. …‘Cramming her manhood into the dragonborn’s meatgrinder’.” Astarion frowned again, sitting down next to Karlach.

“Is the ‘meatgrinder’ the dragonborn’s mouth, or..?” asked Shadowheart.

“I… think so? There’s not many contextual clues here, it just says that the ‘meatgrinder swirled around her pork sword, stunning her and nearly making her forsake her oath of propriety’.”

“Well keep going, we’ll figure it out,” Karlach said, impatiently.

“The two harpies swarmed the stunned paladin. A hand deftly shed the paladin’s breastplate, exposing her pearls, whilst another grabbed her by the neck, clawed fingers shredding the remnants of her clothing, as two hands groped and teased her milkbags. She felt a hand creep up the back of her thigh while another hand pulled on her hair, as another crept to her moistening oyster-” Astarion stopped, with an exasperated sigh. “How many hands do these bloody things have?! I’m losing focus.”

“And the mention of pearls…” Wyll said, thoughtfully. “It’s peculiar, you would think a pearl would be inside the… never mind”.

“Shadowheart, could you and Tav assist us with a visual, perchance,” asked Astarion. “I can’t be the only one who can’t keep track.”

“Perhaps I could also be of assis-” started Wyll.

“Perhaps you could sit right back down,” Astarion warned with a glower. “I'll step in if needed. Where was I..? Ah yes, the err… the milkbags. So there’s definitely two hands there.”

Both Tav and Shadowheart giggled as Shadowheart stood to join Tav by the fire and reached around Tav to lightly place her hands over the other woman’s breasts.

“Nice,” said Karlach.

“The harpy pinched her pearls, and pulled her into a deep, ravishing kiss,” Astarion read, looking up expectantly at Tav and Shadowheart.

“Uh… That is not in the book, soldier,” said Karlach, reading over Astarion’s shoulder.

“Spoilsport,” muttered Astarion. “I was just trying to set the mood before moving forward - the author’s pace is almost too relentless even for me. But fine.”

Astarion cleared his throat and continued.

“Then one of the harpies used her hands to pry open the paladin’s clam.” He looked up again. “Well come on, Shadowheart, pry open Tav’s clam.”

Shadowheart simply laughed and returned to her spot across the fire.

“If you’re not sure how - we could show you later tonight, if you like,” Astarion called out after her.

“I’m sure I could give you some pointers on dealing with clams, Astarion,” retorted Shadowheart.

“Is that so..?” he purred. “Interesting… What about you, Karlach, are you adept with clams?”

“You know I haven’t had any clams in a decade, fangs!” Karlach groaned. “But before that… They used to just fling themselves at me, already opened, yeah.”

“Fascinating. Lae’zel?”

“There are a number of women who have survived bedding me,” the githyanki responded, deadpan.

“I am… in equal parts concerned and aroused at the thought,” Astarion mulled over her words.

“I wish anyone could survive bedding me,” grumbled Karlach.

“There there, darling…” Astarion reached out to carefully pat her on a horn. “Now we all know Gale doesn’t know the first thing about clams…”

“I’ll have you know, in my ethereal relations with my goddess, our connection was so profound that not only have I experienced her ‘clam’, I have interconnected with it on such a sublime and intimate level, been woven so deeply into it to myself have become part of the clam.”

Gale’s outburst failed to have the effect he had desired, as the group struggled to contain themselves, wheezing and huffing for air.

“Thank you, Gale, I don’t believe I’ll be able to get that image out of my mind anytime soon,” Astarion continued, trying to maintain his composure. “Wyll..? How fare you with prying clams open?”

“Well…” The warlock began, with a smile. “I find, that the best way to go about it is to allow the clam to open of its own accord, from heat. From it getting sufficiently… steamy, if I may. I would never simply invade one with my blade.”

Astarion was about to say something but just chortled instead.

“Wyll, you rapscallion, every time I think I have you figured out-”

“What happens next with the harpies?” Came an impatient call from Lae’zel.

“Yes, give me that, you’re taking too long,” said Tav, snatching the journal back from Astarion. She continued to pace around the fire as she recited:

“The dragonborn stood before the browbeaten paladin, reveling in her anguish. Even had the harpies not had a firm grasp on the paladin and her unmentionables, she would not have known how to approach the dragonborn – the loathsome creature was covered in impenetrable scales. Its mouth sported rows upon rows of sharp teeth – the only reason it allowed the paladin’s mutton machete out unscathed must have been because it had worse yet torments in mind for it.

The creature turned its back on the paladin, to roar tauntingly at the princess somewhere in the cave.

‘Behold, as I turn your valiant saviour into naught but a pathetic cumdumpster!’

As it turned its back, the paladin glimpsed a narrow, pink orifice beneath its tail.”

Karlach and Wyll gasped in unison.

“The bussy!” Lae’zel hissed in a hushed whisper.

“The paladin drew on the last of her divine power to throw the harpies off, smiting them unconscious, and plunged her hand into the dragonborn’s puckered hole.”

“I am going to be sick,” moaned Gale.

“The dragonborn cackled and flexed their beef ring, tightening its grasp on the paladin’s hand. The paladin reeled in horror, as the dragonborn’s poop chute seemed to suck the paladin’s hand further in, like fleshy quicksand, whilst threatening to snap her wrist.”

A tear of anguish slid down Gale’s cheek.

“It cannot be! Was the bussy a trap?!” came an outcry from Lae’zel.

“No! It could not end this way. Her entire life and all her training had been preparing her for this,” Tav read. “What in the hells, really?” she muttered, before continuing. “In that moment, she knew that the only way out - was through. The paladin took a deep breath and PLUNGED her arm deeper into the dragonborn’s vile cavity,” Tav exclaimed, throwing her own fist in the the air, to the sound of Astarion’s uncontrollable giggling and everyone else’s gasps.

“The dragonborn yelped and tried to expel the paladin’s arm from their pulsating dirtbox, to no avail. The paladin was now elbow deep in the mud dungeon. The two continued to wrestle, the paladin’s arm pumping deeper and deeper into the dragonborn’s dank portal.”

“I fear I may need to tap out soon,” warned Wyll.

“Weakling!” Lae’zel and Shadowheart said in unison, before glaring at one another.

No one, including Karlach herself, could tell whether she was laughing or crying.

“At last, the dragonborn seemed to accept its fate, quivering and taking the paladin’s arm nearly shoulder-deep. The creature grunted and groaned, before stilling, only to unleash an earth-shaking roar, finally forcefully expunging the paladin’s arm in a spray of gooey, milky spunk, as it collapsed on the ground, convulsing, clearly too incapacitated to be of any further threat.”

“Supper is ready,” wept Gale.

“Shall I take over while you eat?” Astarion asked, to Gale’s immediate renewed protestation.

“That’s alright, I think we should take some mercy on Gale and pause here for the day,” said Tav. “Although let me peek ahead, perhaps it’s tame enough.” She took the journal and flipped forward a few pages. “Oh my…” came a surprised murmur from Tav. “You’ll never guess what happens to the princess and her knight… This may be a problem if we want to continue to visualise this masterpiece properly.”

“Oh? Dare I ask..?” Astarion was giddy with anticipation.

“Well… There are now… Five… Six… No, seven! Seven dwarves, who have appeared in the cave.”

“Goodness gracious,” lamented Astarion. “We will never keep track of all the body parts… Perhaps if Withers steps in to help..? Would you prefer to be the princess or the knight, darling? You can choose, I’ll take the other role.”

“I am going to use that journal for kindling tomorrow,” said Gale.

“NO!” came a collective shout from the rest of the group.

~~~~~

Sorry about the psychic damage, come check out my other work if you dare.

~~~~~

Tagging the usual plus some people who I think might also be doing / were interested in this:

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silverflqmes · 1 month

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໒⦂ 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

synopsis. a compilation of headcanons that showcase the dating experience of the first class SOLDIER boys — along with a certain self proclaimed one..

genre. fluff + crack

ft. sephiroth, cloud strife, zack fair, genesis rhapsodos, angeal hewley

gender neutral! reader.

➫ 𝓢𝗘𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗢𝗧𝗛 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ what’s it like dating sephiroth? it’s along the lines of sneaking around to meet at your most favorite spots, learning how to love, delicate touches and kisses, elements of forbidden romance, healing and deep conversations involving lots of reassurance.

⌗ sephiroth isn’t very familiar with physical affection, it’s something he never had the luxury of experiencing all his life.. so he would be a bit awkward with it, confused even, but he’s willing to learn cuz he wants to bond with you more! that and he’s hella touch starved.. although he won’t say🙁

⌗ love language, let’s see.. he also seems like the acts of service kinda guy, but values words of affirmation — whether towards himself or towards you. he doesn’t want his unwarranted popularity to bring you doubt of your own worth, but he also wants to hear he’s enough for you, since he, um, doesn’t view himself in the best light.. sobs.

⌗ the first date.. well, i would think you guys would have been together during the crisis core era cuz like.. after nibelheim.. kinda hard. unless you have jenova cells😭 anyways- the first date! he was not sure on where to take you, given his schedule and just him not um being sure on where to take you.. somehow, though, you ended up at a beautiful library, straight out of a fairytale setting. how he found such a hidden gem in midgar of all places stayed unknown to you, but it was such a lovely outing together<3 he seemed so carefree and at ease ( im sobbing. )

⌗ if anybody dares talk shit about sephiroth or make him feel outcasted, inhuman — whatever they have made him feel — BEAT THEM UP!! although, not actually.. because he won’t let you😐 still, he finds it sweet that despite his power and capability of ending somebody’s career — you won’t hesitate for even a second to stand up for him. likewise, if people dare to hurt you in anyway, it’s on sight.

⌗ ah, the i love you.. he would take a minute to say it because he’s still trying to understand the concept of love and process that you actually feel that way about him. but you wouldn’t say it first — he would. because you want him to say it when he feels it’s right, cuz you don’t wanna pressure him or anything..

⌗ sephiroth became a father of a very, very adorable feline friend that you surprised him with one day to keep him company. he was confused at first — but has grown fond of the cat and it’s his best friend now. they have the same eye color too and the cat has silver fur!!

➫ 𝓒𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗗 𝓢𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗙𝗘 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ what’s it like dating cloud? it’s late nights underneath the stars, comforting words and squeezes, a rollercoaster of challenges that you will have to overcome in order to be with one another.. and emotional constipation on his end for sure, but he’s trying his best!

⌗ cloud isn’t exactly the easiest with pda, he gets embarassed easily and doesn’t seem like the type to uh.. want people watching him do something outside of his norm? not really the spotlight loving type despite the wall market arc.. but he is okay with handholding and locking pinkies even too<3

⌗ his love language, hm.. i think it would be acts of service on the giving end, and for the receiving end, i think words of affirmation would suit his wants. he just wants to make sure he’s doing okay for you, every now and again he needs to hear it. otherwise i do see physical affection behind curtains.. he’s not openly expressive on it — has a hard time asking for stuff🥹

⌗ first date, uhh.. i think he would’ve gotten with you by the advent children timeline, just because he wants to do some reflection and y’know get the angst out of his system.. but anyway, the date i think would be a drive on fenrir ( his motorcycle.. ) to the outskirts of edge, somewhere the stars can be seen. it’s simple, nothing complex, just to unwind and enjoy the other’s company.

⌗ cloud tends to get nightmares a lot, i mean, bro has unresolved trauma.. and doesn’t have all his memories back because of that. so i feel he would have developed insomnia or just fears going to sleep. when this happens, i imagine later down the line when you are comfy with each other, be there for him!! company helps, always<3

⌗ for the i love you.. well, i think you’ll probably be the one to say it first — but verbatim. cloud, however, would be the one to say it first.. but without actually saying those three words.

⌗ while cloud has a very idgaf attitude and demeanor, he won’t hesitate to kick ass if someone speaks bad on you or does anything harmful towards you. bro literally used to brawl with kids back in nibelheim😭 if he hears any shit spoken on you or sees you getting pushed around, the buster is coming tf out🫡 or well, i suppose first tsurugi if it’s ac..

➫ 𝓩𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝓕𝗔𝗜𝗥 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ what’s it like dating zack fair? a total fever dream that makes you feel like a school girl in love, surprise attack hugs, being dragged to all sorts of places for dates, phone calls when you are apart and can’t sleep, convenience store trips at super odd hours and avoiding your responsibilities at shinra!

⌗ bro is so about pda, he can’t keep his hands off you!! wants to hug and hold you as much as possible, truly a puppy🥸 in public he likes to hold hands and walks with a skip in his step cuz he’s just so happy to be around you, also likes to wrap an arm around you for close proximity<3 doesn’t shy away from physical touch basically!

⌗ love language.. definitely physical affection, bro is totally the clingy type.. but i also believe he would value it a lot tbh — giving as well as receiving! then there’s acts of service, cuz i think that would also be his thing based on him telling aerith to make a list of her wishes for him.. OH, OH AND QUALITY TIME!! can’t forget that🙃

⌗ the first date was at costa del sol!! cc era too cuz um.. well.. y’know.. zack needed a break away from SOLDIER activities and hitting the beach seemed like a good way to go! catch some rays, chase those waves, maybe some volleyball, bbq and smoothies!! if you think it’s gonna be a relaxing day.. it’s probably gonna be a shit load of different activities.. but don’t worry!! you’ll get the absolute best sleep EVER afterwards. guaranteed!!

⌗ zack is a pretty emotional person, he feels very easily so if you’re hurt or upset, he aches for you. he rlly wants you to be happy, doesn’t want to see your smile taken away, ever. so he does everything in his power to ensure your happiness and if it’s people who have brought you sadness, then oh boy, they have another thing coming..

⌗ he kinda blurts the i love you out first without thinking tbh, it just comes out and he has the widest grin on his face when he says it. he fr doesn’t know what he’s doing to you, no matter how flustered or warm your chest feels, he’s so nonchalant about it😭 like why should he wait when he knows how he feels??

⌗ angeal had to give him a long ass talk about dating, honor, treating you well — you name it, your average angeal lecture🫡 but romance edition.. featuring genesis ( and sephiroth in the background smiling apologetically )

➫ 𝓖𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗦 𝓡𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗦𝗢𝗗𝗢𝗦 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ what’s it like dating genesis? it’s like being in a fairytale or movie, having poetry recited to you on the daily to further emphasize his love, getting spoiled endlessly, touches that leave you wanting more and ending up with the prince of your dreams.. kinda.

⌗ he is very much about pda! likes to display that you are his, holds you in his arms at any chance he gets, peppers you with slow, yet lingering kisses that leaves you completely touch starved😪 angeal has to scold him sometimes when he takes too long saying goodbye, especially if they have to go on missions..

⌗ love language would be a mixture between gift giving and physical affection, but i could also see him wanting words of affirmation. i mean he feels like he’s the failed attempt at being sephiroth, believes that the top hero spot should be his and all.. but otherwise, giving gifts to you would definitely be smtn he’d wanna do, especially if his missions are outside of midgar.

⌗ ah, the first date.. well, once again your best chance at being with him would have to have been during the cc timeline cuz bro dips.. but anyway!! the date.. well, strap yourself in cuz you’re going to a living showing of genesis’ favorite, loveless. yes, yes he takes you to a play. how can he not? it’s his favorite work of literature, and he wants to share that love with you too!! he’ll dress you up fancy beforehand, bought you a whole outfit😵‍💫

⌗ circling back to the reassurance thing.. despite his arrogance, he feels like he’s not good enough a lot. feels like a failed project in a sense, and views himself as less because of his degradation — it’s just a slow burn for him. but a little bit of affirmation on your end and the promise of wanting him for him helps a lot<3

⌗ who said i love you first.. hm, he seems like the type to say it without actually saying those specific words. i think he would have said it several times via poetry before you fully register that this man fr said he loved you. awkward on your end. but when the pieces finally clicked together, butterflies swarmed your stomach hella but you adored every minute of it🫶

⌗ he shows off his relationship with you at any chance he gets to sephiroth and zack, angeal kinda but not really.. but he’s just super proud to have you as his and makes sure that it’s known among his colleagues at shinra😭 clown behavior fr but you love it anyway, it’s always nice to feel wanted — even if your man is flashy about it..

➫ 𝓐𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗔𝗟 𝓗𝗘𝗪𝗟𝗘𝗬 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ what’s it like dating angeal? being treated with lots of care and gentleness, bit of a mom for a boyfriend at times cuz he wants to make sure you’re taken care of, cradling your face in his hands like you’re his everything and saving you no matter the odds, like a guardian angel.

⌗ pda won’t um.. be so much, bro is very respectful of space and has to be proper or whatever because of honor!! that and he kinda has an image to upkeep, especially with zack around — gotta show the right example of having a significant other! but when you’re alone, he likes to hold you close and just enjoy your presence tbh

⌗ the love language.. let me see, i think he would be a mixture between acts of service and quality time. he enjoys being with you and any company he can get when he isn’t called on missions or babysitting training zack. when he can’t be present, he does things for you to express his love — genesis urges him to!!

⌗ okay let’s see.. the first date, well — again, cc timeline here too since he also, um, leaves.. ANYWAY. where was the location of the first date, you might ask, well.. the museum tbh! i think he would enjoy the calmness of it and just looking at different works of art.. except his most favorite work would fr distract him from any other scenes — that being you. so plan failed on his end, but you had enjoyed yourself lots, and that made him happy to witness🫶

⌗ the amount of panic he would feel if he saw you hurt, like bro is meant to protect you — he promised that he would.. so angeal would feel like he failed you in a sense for not being there to prevent your pain, but you remind him that he’s there now and that you feel safe again, grounded in spite of the hurt you earlier felt.

⌗ i think the first i love you would come from you cuz he just.. wouldn’t know the right time or chance to say it LMAO so you end up saying it which brings this look of shock to his face, but then a warm smile would stretch across his lips, knowing you felt the same as he did<3

⌗ can’t sleep? he’s got plenty of stories to tell about his childhood and some silly events during his missions. it feels foreign to hear this lighthearted, less mature side to him, but it’s also a breath of fresh air and makes you feel special that he allows you to see this more relaxed side to him that isn’t a stoic overly responsible SOLDIER🗣️

notes. whew oh boy uhh second time writing ffvii, i hope it turned out okay :’) i kinda wrote these out of order so some might seem longer or shorter but i hope you guys enjoy!! ik it’s different from the fandoms i write for, but welp this is where my brain has been🫡

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bigfatbimbo · 1 month

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saw u we're thinking about the vees again 😇 anyways heres some rambles

spitroasting vox w velvette- ur pegging him while she rides his face and yall can makeout in the middle (val may or may not be watching)

humiliating any of them in front of the others

not punishing them for once and maybe having a night of just gentle fucking? like your all taking care of eachother just like softer sex

THEY GIVE WONDERFUL AFTERCARE FIGHT ME

this one is pretty sfw but imagine going to like a fancy event/gala with the three of them and they're all fighting for your attention/over who ur plus one is

The Vees with a dom!reader headcanons [pt3]

a/n — On my Vees shit again, because i’m fucking crazy. Also I swear i’m working on actual fics like I swear on my life they won’t be messy headcanons for ever.

summary — further continuation of the post where the reader was basically the Vees collective fuck, specifically with a dominant reader.

warning — smut, unorganized headcanons, dom reader, sub… everyone else, NOT PROOFREAD!! kind of long too

Rose, You’ve literally never let me down when sending in requests. I love this and you. I’m going to actually try to make this one coherent and organized! So i’ll break everything you said down into categories.

Spitrosting w/Vox and Velvette

No because imagine this as a punishment for Val and Vox but a reward for Velvette. Like maybe she has been nicer than usual, well, in a general way (snarky comments aside). Say she was being thoughtful and made you a nice homemade shirt that suits your fashion sense perfectly. How sweet!

However, while the other two weren’t exactly worse than usual, they certainly weren’t better. Valentino was just as depraved and perverted as usual, and Vox was just as annoying with his facade dominance and quick temper.

Valentinos part of the punishment is obvious; he’s tied to the other side of the bed, both sets of hands bonded together, prohibiting him from moving and leaving him to watch. That is clearly torture for him.

But Vox is a little more confused about his punishment. He gets pegged, and gets to eat pussy. Why is that bad? Vox fully thinks he knows what’s happening, and he thinks he has it better than Val, too.

But he’s wrong. Because not only is he overwhelmed to the point of struggling to breathe, he’s also getting virtually none of you or Velvettes attention. Because that’s Velvettes reward; she gets all of the praise and full, undivided, attention.

In fact, you didn’t even gag Valentino, so you can hear his whiny complaints as clear as day. And even then, you ignore him and go back to passionately kissing Velvette.

Her hands are clinging to your shoulders as you two make out, and every now and then she lets a moan out into your mouth. Although your hips are roughly ramming into Vox, who’s crying like bitch if you can believe it, you’re more concerned with Velvettes perfect lips, and marking up her smooth neck.

And the part that really infuriates Vox and Val, is how kind and gentle your being, despite how much of an attitude Velvettes had this week! Seriously, it was only that stupid gift that warranted all of that praise? AND their terrible punishment! That wasn’t fair.

“So pretty baby, so good for me,” you’d mumble into her neck as you begin to suck on her delicate skin. Velvette is biting her lip to stop herself from making any unwarranted comments, and so instead she’s just shooting smug looks at Val inbetween whines and occasionally pushing her pussy further into Vox’s tongue.

And then you make your way back up to her lips, “Look to perfect, my sweet girl. So proud of you, so well behaved.” Boy, that fucked with Vox, whose tongue is getting increasingly tired, and who’s already crying from the rough sensation of you fucking into his ass. Let alone the emptiness of his attention deprived dick.

And even though the sound is muffled, you can still hear every sound he makes because that’s how fucking loud he is. He’s whining for a break, and sobbing uncontrollably. Valentino on the other hand, is yet to break down into tears, but is tiring from complaining. His bratty attitude is obviously faltering, being overcome by a longing to be taken care of, to have your attention again.

But you refuse to give in to either of your brats. At least, not before your angel, Velvette, has the chance to cum again for the countless time tonight.

Humiliation in front of the other Vees

With Vox, this would be very easy. He has an incredibly fragile ego and gets defensive and embarrassed fast. Like any small comment about his submissive behavior in bed would get him absolutely pissed. Because you know that he’d be made fun of relentlessly. He’d be yelling at the other Vees to do something and they’d be like “Or what? Are you gonna tell your [mommy/daddy] on us?” and his screen would heat up and turn a shade of pink, and his voice would glitch out when he yells “FUCK YOU!” at the top of his lungs.

With Velvette, I don’t think it would be hard, but definitely not as easy as Vox. It definitely would have to be more than just making a few offhanded comments, that’s for sure. Like maybe actually fucking her close to a public space, specifically where the other two Vees would be able to hear her if she was too loud. And of course she’d do okay for a while but she’d let a few loud moans slip. And Vox or Val would be snickering at her when you two got back like, “Did you have a good time? Sure sounded like it..”

With Valentino…. yeah good luck. He’s not normally, or at all, embarrassed when it comes to sex things. I think the only thing that would actually get him would be like his power bottom facade being revealed to be a whiny little bitch in secret. Like maybe a picture of him crying his eyes out on bed slips into the Vees group chat… oops! See that would bother him. He’d be spam texting you to “Delete that right now or I swear to FUCK—“ but the damage is done and you’ve successfully humiliated that dumb slut of an overlord.

Gentle sex with the Vees

So when I say RARE CIRCUMSTANCE, I mean it. Because they are such fucking shits all the time, relentlessly. But on occasion, everyone needs a nice, tender fuck. Including you.

Like I could all see them kinda taking turns with your attention, getting you off semi-selflessly so you’d be nice with them in return. I’m going to be real though, I don’t have a lot of ideas for this one, because I haven’t put much thought into it.

Basically, if you have any ideas for dom reader and gentle sex with the Vees, send them in. I’m lost.

BONUS*** Fancy gala idea

Drawing attention to this idea because it is GENUINELY SO SILLY AND REALISTIC.

You’d arrive at the fancy gala and they’d all be all over you. Velvette holding onto your arm with her hand on her hip as she surveys the area, Valentino sanding directly behind you with his hands resting on your shoulders, and Vox hovering close by, making sure he’s just a little bit in front of you but talking at you so obviously everyone in the room thinks you’ve arrived together.

Because then absolutely they would be telling everyone they talk to, like just slipping in the idea that you’re their plus one. And they’d even talk to some of the same people and have to clarify like “Oh those two have no idea what they’re talking about, y/n arrived with me, let’s get that straight.”

a/n — I actually have nothing to say for once in my life! Hope you enjoyed.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel smut #dom reader #vox x reader #inbox open #valentino x reader #velvette x reader #sub vox #sub valentino #sub velvette #the vees x reader #sub vees

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nahoney22 · 7 days

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Gonna leave this here for I completely forget. I hope you’re doing great out there and giving your all! I had a thought recently.

Do you think you can give some headcanons on the bad batch/clones of your choice react to a civilian smiling at them? Could be one person, a child, elderly person, or multiple people.

From all that war and the things they saw. Seeing a friendly face smiling at them is a rare thing these days. And it’s nice to see hope become some of a good sign to them. :)

A Smile a Day Keeps… Clones Very Happy

How each of The Bad Batch react to a civilian smiling at them.

Authors Note: I love this idea! Enjoy 🤍

Warnings: none 😊

Echo

Standing amidst the debris of a town rescued from the Empire's clutches, he felt a mix of relief and frustration. Despite the devastation, he was glad to see the civilians unharmed but bitter at the unwarranted attack.

As he kicked at the debris, Wrecker's voice broke his thoughts. Looking towards Wrecker, he noticed a young boy peeking out from behind a cracked stone pillar, stealing glances at him. “That lil guy keeps staring at you Echo.”

Concern creased Echo's brow as he observed the boy's timid demeanor. Wrecker simply suggested, "Just wave at him, crack a smile. It won’t kill ya.” before sauntering off.

With a sigh, Echo gave a hesitant wave. Naturally Echo was uncomfortable, wondering if the boy was staring at his prosthetics but then, the boy smiled. Bright.

The action surprised him and even more so when the boy comes from behind the pillar and bounds toward the Clone, laughing and clearly just in awe of the man.

Echo blinks, unsure what to do but manages to smile back. It was rare to see such a friendly response from someone, especially recently. But, it made him feel good. Proud.

Hunter

Amidst the bustling streets of Coruscant teeming with people, accidents were inevitable—collisions, stumbling over obstacles, and more. Fortunately, Hunter found himself in the right place at the right time.

Accompanied by his squad, their duty was to uphold order among the civilians. Amidst their patrol, Hunter spotted an elderly lady struggling under the weight of numerous boxes, obstructing her view.

Despite the importance of their mission, Hunter's gut and sense of compassion propelled him into action. He silently slipped away from his group and approached the lady.

"Excuse me, ma'am?" His voice cut through the clamor, positioning himself to catch her attention. "Do you need help?"

The lady's face lit up with gratitude, momentarily surprising Hunter. Nevertheless, he quickly refocused, ready to lend a helping hand as she accepted his offer.

As the boxes were safely delivered, the lady turned to Hunter with a radiant smile, a rarity for some Clones to witness. "Thank you, sir. You're a good man," she beamed, reaching for her pocket to retrieve some credits as a token of her appreciation.

However, Hunter swiftly intervened, shaking his head. "Oh, that's okay. No payment needed.”

Perhaps her smile and gratitude were reward enough for the day.

Wrecker

Wrecker, typically exuded a menacing aura solely through his appearance to onlookers so a smile graced at him was quite rare. However, when chaos unfolded with the crash of speeders and vessels before him, he wasted no time in springing into action.

Amidst the wreckage, a man trapped beneath the debris cried out for help, but attempts to free him proved futile to passer-by’s.

Enter Wrecker.

"Step aside, everyone," his commanding voice cut through the chaos as he advanced. With remarkable swiftness and strength, he effortlessly lifted the wreckage off the trapped man as though it weighed nothing at all.

Initially met with shock and even a hint of disturbance from onlookers, their unease quickly transformed into applause—a collective expression of gratitude toward Wrecker for his heroic act. As the applause filled the air, Wrecker scanned the crowd, initially puzzled by the sudden acclaim. However, as realisation dawned upon him that the applause, cheers and smiles was directed at him, a swell of pride washed over him.

Rarely did anyone smile at him, let alone offer thanks, but in that moment, the gratitude of the crowd was enough to make his eyes glisten.

Tech

"Can we look at your armour, sir?"

Tech glanced up from his data pad, surprised by the small voice beside him. Two children stood there, their eyes wide with fascination.

"Why would you want to do that?" he asked, his tone tinged with skepticism as he observed their approach toward his comm.

"Because you look so cool!" one of the children exclaimed, their excitement palpable. Tech couldn't help but feel a hint of confusion, unaccustomed to such admiration for his armor or himself.

"It's not cool, it's practical," he replied matter-of-factly, before finding himself kneeling down to their eye level and reluctantly removing his armor. "You may look at my helmet, but I shall need it back soon."

The children exchanged gleeful glances before eagerly inspecting the helmet in their hands. Tech watched them with a mixture of curiosity and amusement, a small smile forming on his lips as they marveled at the technology.

Such admiration for clones was a rarity, but seeing the genuine excitement in the children's eyes filled Tech with an unexpected sense of pride. As he began to explain the functions of his armour, he couldn't help but feel a connection to these young admirers, appreciating their genuine interest in his expertise.

Crosshair

Talk about being in the right place at the right time.

Crosshair strolled down a bustling street, seeking respite from the chaos aboard the ship when his sharp eyes caught sight of a frail-looking lady who appeared lost.

Initially hesitant, he debated whether she could manage on her own. Yet, with no squad mates around to mock him, he decided to offer his assistance.

"Are you lost?" His voice startled the woman, eliciting a surprised yelp. She turned to him, explaining that she had taken a wrong turn.

"Do you want me to take you there?" he offered, looking down at her.

"Oh, that would be kind! Thank you," she replied gratefully.

Crosshair guided her in the right direction, feeling slightly uncomfortable as she gripped his arm for support. Despite his reservations, he allowed it.

Upon reaching her destination, Crosshair was taken aback as she affectionately pinched his cheek with a smile. "You are a nice man, thank you, sir."

The rare gesture caught Crosshair off guard, stirring something within him. As he watched the lady walk away, her smile lingering in his mind, he couldn't deny the warmth it brought to his otherwise stoic demeanor. It was a fleeting moment, yet it left an unexpected impression on him, reminding him that kindness could be found even in the most unlikely of places.

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kokomos · 10 months

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𝗠𝗬 𝗙𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗬 𝗩𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘

au! no apocalypse abby anderson relationship headcanons

tags: no outbreak, college student abby, fluff

+ The beginning of Abby's life started out like one from the movies. For a while, life for the Andersons was perfect, until her mother tragically passed away. It was a shock to the whole family, but Abby barely remembered the woman by the time she had turned four and those few memories were now lost for good.

+ Since Jerry raised her by himself, practically since birth, Abby evidently lacked a mother figure. There were the other kids' moms but not one she could call her own. The fact that she had no mother hadn't bothered her much before, actually she rarely ever thought about that part of her life. Until middle school when she hit puberty and Jerry realized that no amount of effort he put in could match that of a woman, someone who knew exactly what Abby was going through. Consequently, Marlene started coming around more to help out; Jerry regarded her as his closest friend and believed she would be a good role model for his daughter.

+ Abby went on to pursue medicine, more specifically surgery but she's still wondering which branch. It's leaning towards neurological surgery, the same as her father.

+ Aside from her medical studies, she plays for the college's lacrosse team. Needless to say, she's the best on the team. Teammates love her, coaches, student fans... Hell even the other team can't help but practically swoon over her. She's just so naturally charismatic and considerate, it doesn't matter if she's on the field. You can catch her checking up on the other players to ask how they're feeling or to give them borderline unwarranted praise. It's just a game at the end of the day, and although she wants to win, enjoying the sport with everyone is more important.

+ You and Abby literally run into each other when meeting for the first time. She's rushing to class because for the one time ever she's late; when suddenly she turns a corner and bumps right into you. For some reason, she disregards all previous efforts in favor of asking you out.

+ She lives at home with her dad, opting to commute rather than dorm. Given that it's been just the two of them for so long, leaving Jerry behind would fill her with too much guilt. Abby doesn't care about living away from campus, especially since Jerry respects her and every part of her life, even the parts he may disapprove of.

+ Don't let Jerry catch you with Abby when she's skipping class. Once or twice is a lapse in judgement, but any more is a pattern and it'll make him think you're a bad influence. He'll scold her in front of you, no shame.

+ Jerry secretly enjoys your presence in the house, noticing how it seems more full of life when you're over. Try to study with Abby, medical terminology is the easiest to help with being that it requires nothing but a term and definition to teach. A couple flashcards later and Jerry will practically give you his blessing.

+ Speaking of, she can't wait to get married. It's something she's dreamed of since she was a little girl; to be so in love with someone that you decide you'll be together for the rest of your joint lives... It was a cute belief until she learned about divorce. Still, she remains overly optimistic in terms of love, believing that whoever she's meant to be with will find her.

+ And you, you really make her happy. She's always been a joyful individual but you've taken that tendency to new extremes.

+ Abby uses old-fashioned dating moves like the ones she's observed from all the classics her dad made her watch in order to 'educate' her. Out of the blue, she'll show up on your doorstep with flowers and chocolate; it's a timeless gift. Takes you on surprise dates when you let her. One time she took it too far and surprised you with dinner to some high-end restaurant you've been wanting to try. Thoughtful idea with an awful execution since you didn't dress for the occasion at all. She didn't even notice until you pointed it out, she was too busy looking at your pretty face to care about anything else.

+ Does not let you pay for stuff! Jerry gave her a card under his name when she turned 18 because he wanted Abby to have total focus on her education and extracurriculars (alongside an active social life). He trusts her completely and knows she's not the type to abuse his kindness by making useless and/or expensive purchases.

+ Dates with you are a necessity, though; it's a weekly thing the two of you committed to within the first month of getting together. Abby thinks it's crucial to set aside one night to eat together face-to-face, she finds the whole ordeal intimate and domestic in an unexpected way.

+ It's probably a month or two in the relationship that she asks if you want to spend the night. In the morning she's almost begging you to sleep over again that night, telling you she'll order in your favorite food and the two of you can watch a movie before a fuck cuddle sesh.

+ The smartest gf ever, she likes keeping you informed on the subjects she's learning about in class. It actually helps increase some of your medical knowledge just by being around her, she's a natural teacher after all.

+ She tries to see you as much as she can around her busy schedule. If she can't see you that day she calls and texts when she's got a second to be on her phone; And she always makes up for lost time. After a quick reunion, she'll lock the two of you in her room for hours, letting you know exactly just how much she missed you.

+ Abby has a bright future ahead of her in this world, one she plans on sharing with you.

— ♡☆

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galactiquest · 8 months

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I just adore your blog! Something about it and your imagines are just so sweet and homey 🥺 Could I please request some headcanons for Vash, Woowoo and Knives with a reader who loves to draw and is really passionate about it? I mostly have general sketching/figure studies in mind but you can do whatever is easiest for you! I hope that you have a good day and your blog continues to prosper <3

Thank you for the compliment 🥺!!! I'm so glad it feels homey. I try to make things like a home here... after all I LIVE HERE... thank you I hope to keep this blog going for a while after trying to revive it like twice before!

I think this request is so cute, I'm an artist too (have been for like, over a decade ^_^) so I've got lots of ideas in that aspect. I tried to keep to general sketching/traditional stylings of art but I think a lot of these can be applied to other art areas too!!

Vash, Wolfwood, and Knives x Reader: Artistry

Content Warnings: None! Reader doesn't have a specified gender, and some parts of the imagines are a little romance-oriented but this could also be interpreted as a strong friendship. Also this is my first mutli x reader so I hope the formatting's alright. No version was in mind for any of these so take them as you will!

Vash

Oh, he is definitely excited about this.

Vash is a bit of an artist, himself. He can do those super-complex technical drawings, and he really likes making art of machinery and stuff like that. There's a lot of diagrams of his arm lost in a notebook somewhere.

He loves to see your style and interpretation of the things around you. Seeing the world through your eyes, even for just a moment, is like heaven to him.

If you ever give him some of your art as a gift, he keeps it hung up on a wall or wherever he can stay for a while. (If he's in a more permanent place, his walls are covered in your art. He just loves it that much.)

The ones that are most special to him, he likes to keep in his pockets, so he can look at them whenever he needs a morale boost. Like, this is what he's fighting for: a world full of love and peace, a world that's able to keep creating beautiful art like this for years to come.

One day, the two of you get to draw each other as a sort of practice. Seeing each other through the others' eyes... again, it feels like a dream. Vash draws all the parts of you that you weren't always confident about with such care that you feel truly loved by him in that moment.

Wolfwood

"Oh, yer an artist? ... Can ya draw me?"

Yes he will absolutely pull that stunt at least once or twice, if only to get a hilarious dirty glare out of you. If you do actually take him up on this, he might let out a nervous "Haha... I mean, ya didn't have ta' do it, but..." He'll be really charmed.

Though his hands are strong and nimble from doing all those flippant tricks with the Punisher, he's entranced with the way you're able to use yours to create, to draw.

He's always sneaking you extra supplies, like pens, pencils, and paper, whenever you least expect it. You never have to ask for any of those things anymore, or even shop for them--they just happen upon your desk whenever you think you're running low.

One day, he takes a piece of your paper and a pen and doesn't let you see what he's doing until he's all done. He's a little dodgy about showing you, eventually he does. It's a crude scribble of the two of you, though you can tell he really put his all into it.

It's your most prized possession, and you give him a big hug for it.

Knives

Much like Vash, he's actually an artist himself--but doesn't really call himself one, rather saying that he's... capable of copying something he's seen part-for-part. So, his drawings are more like pictures or prints. They're exact. Eerily so.

The art that you make gets a half-hearted snort of approval from Knives, which is basically one of the highest praises he can offer in his own sort of language.

Though normally he'd want to give some sort of unwarranted criticism for a drawing looking wonky or off, he saves you from it. He doesn't want to break your passion--but he's not going to admit that outright.

If you do ask for criticism, though, he's very thorough while keeping you on the road to improvement. If you're studying a specific style, he's reading up on it. If you're trying new materials, he's making sure you have all the tools necessary for it.

And speaking of materials, he's able to secure uncommon colors and rare tools for you to use for art. He's making sure that everything you create is of the highest quality.

One day, you drew a portrait of him and presented it to him as a gift. He gave out that little snort of approval and maybe even a a tiny "Thanks..." as he wandered off. He secretly keeps it close to look at it in his private time, tracing his fingers over the ink marks and recalling your movements.

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southparkhcsocs · 10 months

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Hi, I was wondering if you could do main 4 + butters with an s/o who has IED if you don't know, it's an impulsive-control disorder characterized by sudden episodes of unwarranted anger.

And btw i love ur headcanons so keep up the fantastic work

Hi! Thank you for the ask! Sorry if this isn't what you were expecting but I hope you like it!

I'm doing as the gangs first time experiencing IED

Stan Marsh

Bro is just chilling

So were you

And he asked you to play a game for like the 3rd time and you just went off.

He let you scream, shout, yell, all of it until you paused to catch a breathe.

He remembered you tell him you have IED and he did look it up once, but this was the first time it happened in his presence.

Doesn't quite know if he should talk about it after or not.

Kyle Broflovski

Note to himself.

Don't call you baby girl.

It trigged something.

You kicked off!

And when I say kicked

watch out Ike

Kick the baby to the fuckin MAX

Kyle of course read everything he could of about IED when you told him about it.

But seeing it happen in front of him was a lot

Once you had calmed down he hugged you. A lot.

Kenny McCormick

Offended

Unfortunately you call him a lot of names

he takes it like a champ though.

mf dies like every day he can handle a couple of names.

doesn't quite realise what's happening at first.

And then it's like the dots connect he's like ooooooohhhhhhh

he helps you with breathing exercises, some times it works, some times it doesn't

Eric Cartman

Sorry

you're not getting support

It's Cartman, c'mon now

He wouldn't shut up about Kyle

Just going on and on and on

You snapped and hun, you bet he snapped back.

Won't talk to you unless he wants something.

He cried when he was on his own after

He never bothered looking it up until he realised that actually maybe he could use it to his own gain.

Leopold "Butters" Stotch

Sorrynotsorry

Butters just thinks it your time of the month

like every time

Said to Stan's gang that you're on all the time.

Just goes out and buys you things you need while on your period

Chocolate, hot water bottle, pads, all things he thinks you need

googles "gf on period again???"

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jamtland · 4 months

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Drafted this post to reply to @ingasolja headcanons for the Nordics' weaknesses to suggest a weakness for Timo (Finland) who didn't get one and Mathias (Denmark) because I don't think he would be mentally stuck in the Kalmar Union period forever. But since it's so long and already a post, why not make it a post. (I use human names so it's clear that I'm talking about the characters, not their countries.)

On the surface, Timo is a lot like Björn (Sweden) as he's extremely stubborn and refuses to ever admit that he's wrong. However, while Björn's stubbornness is caused by his Unwarranted Swedish Self-Importance that makes him think he is the most brilliant mind to walk the earth, Timo's is caused by his massive victim complex that he built as a psychological defense during the time when his country was ruled by others and had to fight hard for its independence. Timo thinks that the world is full of those who are ready to prey on him at any moment, so he treats every negative interaction as an attack against him. Even with a minor disagreement in opinions, he becomes very defensive and turns to his favorite ad hominem: that the person he's arguing with hasn't suffered as much as him and doesn't know what the world is really like. Timo's defensive attitude also makes him extremely competitive, especially against Björn. He's a sore loser and can stay upset for a very long time after losing a competition, while he becomes very smug after winning, which makes the other Nordics reluctant to play against him. Because a big part of Timo's worldview comes from how he sees himself as someone whose life was harder than everyone else's, he can be insensitive towards and downplay the struggles of others to place the spotlight on his own.

As for Mathias, when I studied the events of the Kalmar Union and later, I don't get the impression of someone who blindly thinks of himself as a leader - rather, I see someone who is paranoid about becoming powerless. The Kalmar Union has not existed for 500 years and Denmark's "leadership" over the Nordic countries is a long-lost memory. Leadership to Mathias is a means to an end to hold on to power. Mathias sees the world in a ruthless and cold way, where he is either someone who uses others, or he's the one getting used. In the past, he used to be too confident, which led to others learning about his weaknesses and giving him a crushing defeat that, to this day, he hasn't completely recovered from. He retreated into his shell after that, and developed a carefully crafted, friendly and humble persona that would not reveal his weaknesses. Mathias is very calculative in his social interactions, the way he presents himself and predicts the intentions of others. This makes him assume the worst of others and unintentionally hurt them when he is skeptical of someone who genuinely wants to be kind. He also became inauthentic and disconnected from his true identity when it's buried under layers of self-defense. Those who are aware of this don't want to get close to Mathias because they're afraid they will be manipulated and lied to by him, so he finds it difficult to form deep relationships with others.

#hetalia #hws denmark #hws finland #character development #long post

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astrasrebloggedfics · 5 months

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Toji Series

Assassin!Toji

-Part 1, Part 2

Actor!Toji

-Actor!Toji Best Kiss

-Actor!Toji I Only See You

-Actor!Toji Lie Detector Test

-Actor!Toji Being a Couple Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

-Dilf Actor!Toji

-Covering Your Breasts

-Kiss Scene

Photograph

-Part 2: Make You Feel My Love

Babysitting Service

Part 1, Part 2

Dilf!Toji x Megumi's Friend!Reader

-Part 1, Part 2

Truck Driver!Toji

Part 1, Part 2

MMA!Toji leaked sextape

Part 1, Part 2

Prison Boyfriend

-Phone Calls

-Visiting Hours

-Sex In a Closet

-Jealousy

-Giving Him Your Panties

-Facetime Sex

-Meeting You

-Once He Gets Out

-Going To Jail

-Headcanons

-Welcome Home

-Bundle Of Joy

- Filling In The Gaps

-Trust

MMA!Toji

-Unexpected Story

-Shielded Heart

-Hidden Confidence

-Unwarranted Lust (Jealous Toji)

-Comforting Surprise

-Cupid's Curse (Valentine's)

-Unprecedented Reveal

-All Mine (Jealous Reader)

-Fueled Apology

-Secret Surprise

-Privacy Issue

Different Prison Boyfriend!Toji

-Part 1, Part 2,

The Best Man's Confession

-Part 1, Part 2

Dilf!Toji as ex-boyfriend

-Part 1, Part 2

Fix You Series

-Part 1: Fix You

-Part 2:Sunrise

-Part 3:Closest To Heaven

-Part 4: Open Arms

The Man in Apartment 381

-[Chapter 1] New Beginnings

-[Chapter 2] Daycare

-[Chapter 3] Beach Day

-[Chapter 4] The Telephone Game

-[Chapter 5] Childfree Weekend: Saturday

-[Chapter 6] Childfree Weekend: Sunday

-[Chapter 7] Awkwardness

-[Chapter 8] Tired Of Babysitting

-[Chapter 9] Alone

-[Chapter 10] Megumi's Fourth Birthday

-[Chapter 11] New Year's Eve

-[Chapter 12] Toji's Second Job

-[Chapter 13] Back to the Beginning

-[Chapter 14] Hospital Visit

-[Chapter 15] Keep Megumi Away From Scissors!

-[Chapter 16] First Date

-[Chapter 17] Getting to Know Each Other

-[Chapter 18] Comfort

-[Chapter 19] Moving Out

-[Chapter 20] Anniversary (Finale)

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Looking back in Season 1, when Jamie and Dani take penalty kicks in “Two Aces”, it’s unlikely that Jamie’s actually injured and faking it to miss training, right? Unless he’s actually lost it and is on the pitch after sustaining injuries from his father for being benched? I love the Injured!Jamie fics from this scene, but I’m wondering what your thoughts are?

Ok, so I think in canon, it was truly that he was faking nonexistent injuries because 1) he was pissed off at Ted for being benched and 2) he was beyond frustrated at not understanding Ted's expectations and where his boundaries were. So I think doing that was his way of "testing the limits" and seeing just how much he could get away with before Ted completely snapped (and to that end, I think it worked a little bit better than Jamie had anticipated or prepared for. He does get Ted to snap, but it comes at the cost of Jamie being very actively triggered, which we see onscreen.) Anyway in Jamie's mind, I think he believes he can handle anything as long as he knows what's coming, and this was how he decided he was going to figure that out.

To add another layer...I do think sometimes about how Jamie had probably hid many a "minor" (read: not obviously visible to his coaches just by looking at him) injury in the past and practiced or played matches through it. What if this was the first time Jamie went to a coach and told him he couldn't play because of non-visible injuries, and that was the response? Obviously Jamie knows he's faking it and he's being a prick on purpose this time, and even though Ted doesn't respond well, I think we can at least say Ted's anger was justified. Still, I think in the moment that could've easily felt to Jamie like confirmation that he'd done the right thing by hiding all the times those injuries were actually real. If this is what happens, he was right not to tell, sort of thing. Which is like. wow, ouch.

ALSO, apropos of nothing in canon apart from his generally rancid vibes, I actually wonder if James Sr. didn't go the route of taking on a ~united front~ with his son after that particular incident. Like, in my head I can envision Jamie getting a call from his dad after that match, expecting to be berated for being benched, and instead ALL of his dad's vitriol is focused on that yankee fucker Ted Lasso. Because 1) Jamie was playing that match "well" according to his father's standards, wasn't he? He was making himself the center of attention and he was scoring goals, which is all his dad cares about. He's benched for not being a team player, James Sr. doesn't give a shit about being a team player, therefore he thinks the benching itself was unwarranted 2) I think James Sr. loathed Richmond even before Ted got there, because he doesn't want Jamie playing for Richmond, he wants Jamie playing for City. Ted's arrival offers a very convenient scapegoat to channel his resulting anger.

So i think it's incredibly possible that James took on a very buddy-buddy "Your coach is an American idiot who wouldn't understand football if the ball hit him in the face, and you deserve better than that son. We need to get you back to City, Jamie" etc. attitude. In which Jamie, thrown off further by his dad switching around the script on him, is spurred on further with thoughts he was already having: Yes, this IS all Lasso's fault, yes i AM better than this stupid team, etc. etc. Which fuels his anger and drives him to do what he does the next day in practice.

.......all of that said, I too am a sucker for fics where the injuries were real 🫣 it's such an interesting and complicated possibility to think about (and who knows, it IS still a possibility, we don't know anything for sure!) Very akin to another one of my favorite headcanons: Jamie's eyebrow slit being the result of an injury he sustains/scar he acquires between seasons 1 & 2 instead of merely a cosmetic fashion choice. Do I actually think that's what happened in canon? No, I think it’s much more likely Jamie just thought it looked cool as fuck LOL. But i loveeee exploring it in fics. it's fun to play around in the sandbox!!

#jamie tartt #ted lasso #james tartt sr #tw abuse #asks #ted lasso meta

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"How It's Always Been." Ethan Landry History.

Ay, ayyyy! So uh. I am just so, so into Ethan Landry it is fucking stupid. So much that I am posting this thing, a history mock up for Ethan of what I think life is like, this is angsty, family drama heavy, character deep, dive-y and includes some murder too! Enjoy it! I am gonna do some smut of him soon but for now, remember this is just my thoughts and headcanons and opinions, so enjoy this!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 2.5K. NOT READER INSERT. This is just about Ethan baby. Warnings: SCREAM 6 SPOILERS. Family Drama. Angst. Neglect. Abuse. Coercion. Complex Emotions. Mixed Morality. Murder. Blood. Gore. Ethan Is A Fucked Up Guy. And I Love Him For It.

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Life for Ethan has never, ever been easy, or if it ever was, it was before he was truly cognizant and able to remember properly. Something always felt off but it took him a long time to be able to pin it down, and when he did it was like a glass shattering moment. The pane fractures and splits, breaking apart with knowledge that once received cannot be unlearned. Unfixable, even if you were to shift through the broken shards and painstakingly glue it back together your hands would be left torn and bleeding and the cracks would still show clear as day through the smudges of crimson fingerprints.

The biggest injustice in Ethan’s life was the worst one a person can suffer, the cruelty of total indifference.

Have you ever experienced that? Being so totally and thoroughly ignored by everyone who is supposed to matter most? The people who share what is supposed to be a home with? Who birthed you into this world? Forced you the same way we all are into this shared experience we all call life, meant to play with the cards we are dealt. The middle of three and painfully ignored in all things in favour of his siblings. He can’t even be that mad at Quinn, to start anyway, it’s all about Richie, it’s always all about Richie.

He remembered the only good times and memories he had with his brother, when he wasn’t being a total fucking asshole, was when his needs and interests were being catered to and even then, not all the time. Filming his Stab tribute film was a complete mixed bag of some shockingly awesome moments mixed in with Richie having all the unwarranted, misplaced rage and self confidence found in a typical film bro who has watched one too many movies and swept one too many things Quinten Tarantino did under the rug. He was going on about how some aspects weren’t right, redoing takes over and over while waxing poetic about his fucking vision and berating his amateur friends and family who have never made a film or acted in any serious capacity before.

Ethan used to love his brother, used to fucking look up to the guy but as he aged, rose tinted glasses gave way to show the truth of the kind of person Richie really was as well as the realization that he was the reason that their parents didn’t give a fuck about him.

At first he tried not to blame him, Richie didn’t ask for all the attention but he sure as shit didn’t stop it either, and why would he when he is being so heavily catered to? His feelings about all of it were complex to say the least, going from real family caring about family, to disillusionment, to annoyance to anger, and eventually, outright hatred. He tried to get over it, tried to fix it and heal the hurt before it reached that level and the damage was permanent but Richie didn’t make it easy at all. From the lack of interest in Ethan’s life, hobbies, general well being, to the outright bullying he subjected him to at points. Richie is only a quarter of an inch taller than him but you’d think he was a full foot taller from how he acted so superior about the whole thing.

Ethan felt bad for a moment when he found out about Richie dying, because a small, sick part of him was fucking happy. Experiencing joy thinking that now with Richie gone he was the only son, that meant something, now his dad would pay attention, now he would care-

Except that isn’t the case at all. Even in death it’s still all about Richie.

At first it made sense, grief, mourning, sure, he was feeling it too to a degree, it was natural of course.

But then Gale Weathers fucking book came out.

Wayne is not the most reasonable man on the best of days, which a cop? Unstable? Unheard of. Then when the whole story came out and he read it, he was livid. Ethan swears some nights when he is lying awake he can still hear his father screaming, breaking things, tearing pages out of that damn book, yelling on and on about how it was- “Slander! That bitch can’t say these things about our boy! It isn’t true! He-he would never-”

Ethan isn’t exactly surprised. Richie was always really, really into not just the movies but the reality of it, the actual cases that book and film drew from. Wayne indulging in his habit by providing him with some ill gotten possessions of real life murder and crime scene evidence didn’t help either.

At one point, when he was still trying to fix this, trying to salvage what was left of their relationship as family, he used one of his few talents and escapes to entertain his brother. He has a love for art, drawing, and has filled sketchbooks over the years with his sketches and musings. Mostly on the nights he would be re-watching a movie he had already seen, picked apart and analysed for the fifth time at least, something to help divide his attention and occupy his hands the night gaming didn’t seem appealing.

He did a series of sketches in secret, he researched a lot to make them happen, and one night he showed Richie pencil outlines, red ink for blood, showing off various people from the cases, either dead or dying or whatever struck him as right. He thinks it might have been the time Richie was happiest with him,recalling the praise and excited ramblings, even if Richie didn’t know art, he gave it up for Ethan’s attention to detail and the visceral and violent nature he depicted in his work.

“The black and white with only the blood being coloured?! It’s so, what’s the right word-Striking! It’s so striking.”

Ethan tried to be happy too but it still felt hollow because it was all about what his brother wanted, when he tried to show him any non-Woodsboro or Stab related sketches he didn’t give them a second glance and certainly no compliment. Richie started making requests of even more intense extreme and grotesque nature, and then it became somewhat of an obligation as opposed to a project he was doing on his own time and for his own strange curiosity and enjoyment. Portraying these horrifying acts with starting realism was challenging and he had to admit that when he nailed the milky dead eyed look of a victim in a crime scene or the cross hatching was just perfect, he felt a sick and odd sense of…What was it? Pride? Amusement? Longing? It was a hard to define, outright miasma of emotions.

The drawings get less and less as time wears on and his brother stops asking as much.

His dad is fucking insane, so is his sister, they say grief makes people do crazy things, but plotting to frame someone for murder to clear your son’s name is up there as probably one of the most extreme reactions one can have. He didn’t even really want to be a part of it but his dad and sister just immediately started talking as if he would be down, not considering his feelings or that he might not want this but that was how it was in his family.

No one ever thought of what Ethan wanted, they just assumed he’d go with the flow, the conversation “convincing him” was short, like they expected him to give way with a stiff breeze. So he had no choice, he lied, he said, of course he wanted to help, that he felt everything that they did but he didn’t.

What he did feel was a misguided sense of hope, the idea that he might be able to have a real place in this family once everyone feels that they have avenged Richie. They can be a family again and now that he is the only son his dad will have to pay attention to him, and have to love him.

Everything they suggested he went along with, all the convoluted and complicated details he was here for it and ready to do whatever they asked.

Wrapping his head around the act of it took some doing. Some late nights sat up wondering if he could really do that, could take someone's life, and after much internal fighting he decided it was worth it. What else did he have outside of his family? He invested so much time, so much effort, he couldn’t give up now, if this works then they can be happy and he can have everything he ever wanted, have them care about and for him.

He wanted to show them as well as himself he could, if Richie could do it, so could he.

It was around this time he showed his dad the sketches he showed Richie before. It did what he hoped, showed him he was serious about this, it curried some favour, he felt good, a sense of pride as his dad complimented his work. When the sketches were framed and included in the collection he actually cried that night, when alone, that sense of hope grew.

The plan formed quickly, Wayne and Quinn were obsessed and entirely consumed with it. He learned fast that anything he had to contribute would be heavily scrutinised and most likely rejected, he was just expected to fill the role they wanted of him.

As the plan grew it became painfully apparent that there was a lot expected of him, not only did he have to fit into the plan, play his part in the killings, he had to insert himself into the friend group, be there to help lead them where they needed to be and throw off suspicion and more. Quinn slotted herself in as Sam and Terra’s roommate and all the while had been frothing up a subreddit and online community dedicated to proving Richie as innocent and Sam as the true villain. He watched a few times and was present when Quinn would be going on her posting sprees, VPNs, fake IP’s and dummy accounts where tons upon tons of things were posted to push the narrative in the direction she wanted. It was honestly kind of scary, the dedication, the meanness she displayed. Ethan was glad he wasn’t on Quinn’s shit list, having her being not just pissed but willing and ready to dedicate large swaths of her life and time to tearing your life apart is terrifying.

The lead up was a nerve wracking, what if he couldn’t worm his way in? What would he do then? It would cement him as a failure to his family. There was a lot of pressure to succeed but luckily, he and Chad got along really well.

Or at least that is what Chad and the group thought which is what was really important.

When it came down to it, after he was settled into the routine and knew the core group, it was time for the real plan to get going. The killings kicked off, he’d been amping himself up for it, trying to really get himself in the headspace to do it but something unexpected happened. Wearing the outfit and the mask, he chased down the victim that was supposed to be for practice, to make sure he could really do it when the time came, a totally nobody of a person, he managed to catch them with relative ease.

The knife slid into that first victim and when he stabbed them, he felt alive, more alive than he ever had and also he felt seen.

Even with the mask on, even though the person couldn’t see his face, their eyes were locked on him, centred in this moment, focused totally on him, the blade in his hand, driven into their stomach, it was shockingly intimate. A nervous lick of his lips behind the decaying mask, heavy breathing, his own chest heaving, an urge strikes, he follows the instinct he twists the knife. The body below him, because that is what it is, no longer a human, not a person with a life, thoughts, hopes or dreams, it is a body, one that is quickly dying, is going weak in the knees.

Shakey blood stained hands clutching weakly at him, trying to push him away but he had stolen all the breath from their lungs when he forced his way inside, had affected them. He had changed them, is in the process of destroying them, altering them irrevocably, for the worse. He feels powerful for the first time maybe ever. He pulls the knife out and the soon to be corpse gasps, mouth open, blood on their teeth they whimper pathetically, he drives the knife forward again and it becomes a blur after that. Stab, rip, tear, in and out, back and forth warm sprays of blood and sounds of pain and anguish, wetness soaks through his glove and the robe and nothing has felt better. Being inside someone, turns out, no matter the context of the penetration, is a sensation he had been craving down to the marrow in his bones and now he was woken up to it. Knew what he had been missing. He craves it again, he wants more.

The strength it takes to accomplish the goal, to leave the body on the wet pavement, totally slack, eyes dead, skin turning cold, leaves him panting, sweaty and satisfied, staring down at the mess of red and spilled intestines. It didn’t feel like enough. Thankfully this is only the first time, the first of many, there will be plenty more opportunities to play, to have fun, to practise and get better, to forge new memories.

Robe and mask in his bag, coat slipped on and zipped up to cover the blood that had soaked through the costume to his shirt, he leaves the body behind after dumping it into the dumpster. A trembling hand ran through heavy sweat soaked curls, he felt totally high on what he just did.

No one expects him, no one is aware of the brutality he is capable of because of all the sheer frustration he has bubbling underneath the surface. He is going to show everyone that he has worth, he can do this.

A chew of his bottom lip as he thinks and relives what he just experienced, vivid images and sound dancing through his mind as he is walking to the subway, thoughts of how this can give him everything he wanted.

It’s all so clear, no one can ignore him with a seven inch steel blade buried in their body. If this is all it took to get a little attention and recognition, then he would have started doing it sooner. Richie was a self centred idiot, but he was right about this at the very least, killing has undeniable appeal that he intended to fully lose himself in, and finally things will change for him.

#Ethan Landry #scream 6 x reader #BHF writing #WELP #HERE WE ARE #THE NEW BOY #I loveeee him #As you can see by the angst before we ever get any smut #I am very very into him and have so many feelings #ENJOY IT

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Heyy, i really love ur akatsuki headcanons, like every one of them is so believable lmaoo.

Could u do akatsuki headcanons where their s/o asks them to hold their peepee while they pee? I swear there was one exact ask on tumblr but it cant find it

Thanks and i hope its not a weird question but they r weirdos anyways so

Thank you!

I've gotten a variation of this ask several times which is telling me the people (or just one tenacious anon) really want to know, so...god, here goes nothing:

Pein is...weirdly complicated, given the real body in the basement/paths for his bidding situation, but I'd say the only way he'd allow it is if it's absolutely necessary because his actual bod is too weak to even help himself. I imagine he just diapers the poor thing and gives Konan the honor of cleaning him up, though, so he doesn't really need an s/o to aid in that venture.

Konan, should she have one for her s/o to hold, would be kind of confused by the request, but not put off. I don't think she'd really get it, but sure, knock yourself out, s/o.

Itachi would get flustered and embarrassed, should his s/o ask to do the holding for him. He'd reassure them that he is more than capable of performing his own bathroom duties, from ablutions to urination, and their concern is...well, kind, if unwarranted. He'd probably wonder if his s/o is noticing his deteriorating eyesight and then frets that he can no longer aim, and everyone has felt too awkward to tell him. He starts using the bathroom with his Sharingan always on and the door locked tight so he can make sure he cleans up properly.

Kisame would probably be amused and go for it. He'd somehow find a way to be flirtatious and horny about it, but hey, his s/o was the one to be a freak and ask in the first place so as far as he's concerned it's all fair game.

Hidan would only accept if he could be flirtatious and horny about it. He'd probably just assume his s/o developed a piss kink or something, I'll be real with you.

Kakuzu initially shuts that down with a firm "no." If his s/o is persistent, he'd relent, but he'd be annoyed and brusque about it. If their finger gets caught in the zipper when he's done, well, that'll show them to stop impeding his business.

Deidara gets very embarrassed and flustered, like Itachi, but in a weirdly flattered, excited way. He's young and horny and will gleefully embrace any opportunity to have someone touching his dick, even for something as mundane as him peeing.

Sasori probably didn't give his puppet twink bod any genitalia, as he needs to neither pee nor fuck in this form. He'd be sure to let his s/o know that.

Tobi would get embarrassed and deflect and probably accuse his s/o of being a pervert (fair), but forgive them because they're just too cute. They're still not giving the assist, though. He's self-conscious about how it looks soft.

Zetsu also doesn't seem to have the anatomy required for this scenario, given he's running around in the buff all day long and no one has ever commented about his bits hanging out and about.

#naruto #Naruto imagines #Naruto headcanons #akatsuki #akatsuki headcanons #akatsuki imagines #pein #konan #itachi #kisame #hidan #kakuzu #deidara #sasori #tobi #zetsu

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SCOUT HEADCANONS FROM THA 💯% COOLEST SCOUT KINNIE #2⁉️⁉️⁉️

He throws his voice. He once made pyro think the coffee maker could talk

He's circus level flexible and it's DISGUSTING. He once remarked that his organs probably looked weird in his body when he did this and sniper lifted his glasses in disgust

He once said "dis nematode in the midst of buffoonery 💀" out loud unwarranted

Can recite the entire script of king of the hill season 3 episode 7 "nine pretty darn angry men"

Had a pet roach named gooch bc he couldn't kill it. He lived for seven months and got to the size of a dollar bill.

Not a HC but scout is literally that one pic of brawny men fighting and chilling with this smaller phat tits green haired chick tearing up an ostrich leg, but if the woman was super buff.

Sometimes he becomes untethered and goes into fits of unbridled violence directed towards whatever moves for no reason at all. To fix this demo flips scout in a specific way and he gets rotated IDIOT

Ate an 1/3rd of a vintage Nancy drew book

If someone points at him he collapses like a ragdoll. The others found out about this after pointing at him while he was swimming and he nearly drowned

Got stuck in the walls and roamed the walls for three days whispering about being a rat, preying and stalking in the night

Counting to three never works on him unless it's spy

Scout is hazmat certified due to a situation with 16 wisdom teeth from 8 dumbasses, a propane truck, and a case of root beer.

Demo holds scout like a large dog when he gets his shots. He nearly ripped medic's ear off with his teeth and medic is never taking chances again.

Some nights he can be heard playing pistolero western music for hours. He yearns for the horses and pneumonia.

His favorite movies are those coming-of-age underdog sports docudramas. And blacula for some reason.

17 of his teeth are chipped so they look sharp

He stole the hope diamond to wear for his bar mitzvah before someone noticed the one in the museum was fake. the government stole it back two days later

He can beatbox very well but uses it to mainly beatbox castle crasher soundtrack during battle

He owns a big mouth billy bass modded to run doom and sing Delilah

Time for a sad one! Scout was violently sick with malaria once. The one time he was conscious he told heavy that he was so sick with the flu when he was 4 he nearly died, and lost all of his baby fat. "Kinda poetic yo, I dunno how. but it makes me sad when I think about it."

His worst fear is dying from starvation. The problem is, he gets hyper focused and forgets to eat, even if he loves eating. The others (mainly pyro) take turns to make sure he eats at least one meal every day

Scout has emetophobia, and sites this as the reason why he hates "that one shade of yellow." No one knows wtf the shade is.

He is banned from ever talking about, mentioning, or referencing Barbara Streisand in any manner in public

He cries when looking at the ocean because he's thinking of the rainbow fish

He made a 13-in-one hair wash and before ANYONE could use it miss pauling disposed of it where she dumps the dead bodies. Soldier, pyro, sniper, and medic held a funeral service for it with scout as the priest

His left eye is permanently triple lidded

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diorsbrando · 2 years

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cw ! ━━ minors do not interact. written with shinigami!fem!reader in mind. reader is black coded but you don’t have to imagine it that way. established relationships. nsfw content including explicit descriptions of smut. soft, passionate fluffy sex. size kink if you squint. kind of angsty but not really. a headcanon in drabble format. REBLOGS ARE HEAVILY APPRECIATED!

notes ! ━━ this idea was random and unplanned LOLZ. conceived it after talking to one of my close friends about bleach once again bc i can’t seem to shut up about that silly little animanga for the last serval months now. this isn’t beta read and i tried to proofread it the best i can but im sleepy so ill go back over it later 😭 enjoy :)

shunsui kyouraku would take such good care of you. like i’m convinced he would, and that’s partially because of his inherently authoritative demeanor of being a captain in the gotei 13 and nanao ise’s biological uncle.

he just. . . i think he finds true fulfillment and joy in taking care of you and providing you with everything you need, despite him being so lax and being incredibly lazy most of the time. because if it involves you, he wouldn’t hesitate to cut his nap times short or spend money so he can indulge in your every desire, whatever they might be, because he cares so deeply for you. he’s so big n’ strong and comforting, so easy to talk to, how could you not give in— how could you just not let go?

one of the most appealing qualities about shunsui though, is that i think he’d be a great listener. he’s the type to just watch you and your body language attentively and listen to you ramble or vent about whatever it is you’re going on about, even if you’re doing that thing where you talk to yourself under your breath. he won’t give you unwarranted advice, but he’ll listen for however long and validate how you feel. and anything you’ll say, he’ll remember it. behind that laziness, shunsui is detail-oriented in that way. when it comes to you, his memory is damn near photographic.

and when you have a number of consecutive bad days, and you come to his captain’s quarter’s, breaking down the moment he greets you with that signature languid smile of his, he’ll be there for you. he’ll be there for you the moment your legs look even the slightest bit unsteady, so he can wrap you in his embrace and hold you close. he’ll be there with the same soft smile — though it looked more like a wary upturn in his lips—and rub a warm palm up and down your back as he sat you down in between his legs, gently reassuring you that everything will turn out okay; he’ll never force you to tell you what’s wrong if you weren’t ready. shunsui will be there for you as you whimpered delicate nothings into his pink haori, most of what you were saying indistinguishable through your tears and snuggling your face into his partially clothed chest.

instead of trying to pry out whatever was bothering he says, “what can i do to help?” in that rich, husky drawl that always made your body feel warm and tingly, but most of all: loved. your wordless reply of further crawling into his lap and readjusting your position so you were straddling him was all the answer he needed. it was clear to him that you wanted him, wanted him to hold you and do what he does best: taking care of his sweet girl, his precious flower.

it didn’t take much to get you to spread out for him on his soft futon, feeling all vulnerable and seen, both literally and figuratively. shunsui would soon have your plush, gorgeous body in his calloused grasp, folded in half and pleasantly crushed under the weight of his own massive physique. you’ll be able to feel his tone deepen, his voice becoming drawn out and gruff, vibrating every nerve throughout your body, while he murmurs affirmations into the conch of your ear. he alternates between “whatever you’re feeling is valid, okay baby? you’re doing enough, you are enough”, to chaste pecks on your ear lobe, and back to “you’re so beautiful baby, so good for me by letting me take care of you, aren’t you? i love you so much—so, so much.” and with every word he utters into your soft flesh was paired with a sharp, earthshattering roll of his hips that reached so deep, you would have thought that his flushed tip touched the heart in your chest. his pelvis pressed against yours, the subtle brush against your clit sending you to heaven again and again. he held himself up with one arm, the other resting on the fat of your hips, holding and squeezing it as a way to keep you grounded, to keep you here with him. his length was heavy as it slipped in and out of your walls, but the weighty feeling of his cock, along with the weight of his words, made a new slew of tears brim from your eyelids and fall past your long lashes; there were tears of happiness.

“i-i love you. . .! love you shu. please. . . please i...” you didn’t have the chance, or the mental capabilities at the moment, to convey what you wanted to say; a tearful moan was pulled from the back of your throat, effectively cutting off your train of thought. “it’s alright, i got you. i got you, sweetheart.” he hushed you in a calm voice and proceeded to reposition himself to give you what you want. and doing this for you brought him more satisfaction than anything else he’s ever done in his life, even more than being a respected captain in a shinigami army.

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