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clanwarrior-tumbly · 4 months

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Hi there! So i hope you dont mind me requesting the BB league elite four members + Kieran with a disabled reader who used to be a former BB league elite four member themself (Romantic for Drayton and platonic for the others)

So basically, the reader used to be the fifth ranked member of BB league elite four but after Kieran became the BB league champion, they lost their rank to Crispin and now is the sixth ranked member. Though, they dont have any hard feelings and still see the elite four members as their friends

the reader had an accident when they were younger and now uses a wheelchair to move around. They have a gardevoir who they raised since she was a ralts and now helps her trainer with stuff (so maybe there’s something the reader needs but it’s on the top shelf, Gardevoir will then just use psychic and bring it down for them or maybe the reader wanted to try walking with a cane, if the reader fall, Gardevoir will catch them with psychic) and a Hisuian Braviary to help them get to places in the terrarium (if some hisuian pokemon still exist in this generation, who’s to say that Hisuian Braviary still exist as well)

With permission from the director, Gardevoir was allowed out of her ball to help the reader which then leads to a misconception where people think the reader is a psychic type trainer due to Gardevoir and Hisuian Braviary, when in fact they’re not. They are actually a ghost type trainer but they never bother to clear the misconception bc its funny to see people’s faces when people see their ghost type team.

Hope you have a lovely day/night btw!

- 🪷 anon

Oooh in regards to Hisuian Pokemon, I have a hc that they are extremely rare and got isekai'd to the present via space-time distortion bubbles (like opposite of how Porygon and Johtonian Sneasel were transported to Hisui)

Anyways these hcs sorta took off on their own haha, so they're under the cut!

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Drayton

Despite being wheelchair-bound for most of your life, that never stopped you from joining the BB Elite Four and becoming the fifth ranked member practically overnight.

Around that time, you and Drayton were dating, and during his champion days, he always tried to make time for you and put his duties on the backburner.

He knows you value your independence and will only help you out with stuff if asked.

But usually it's your two psychic types that assist you. They don't battle much, but rather work as your medical support Pokémon.

Gardevoir, a sweet lass you've raised since she was a Ralts, uses Psychic to retrieve things for you that are just a little out of your reach in the store.

One good days, you could walk around with a cane...but if they turn bad (ie your chronic pain acts up) she'll use Heal Pulse as a temporary remedy.

She also pushes your chair around in case your arms get tired, taking you around to accessible spots.

Director Cyrano gave you permission to let her stay outside her pokeball 24/7 so she can properly work.

You also have a Hisuian Braviary--who literally travelled across time and space to meet you--that flies you around the Terarium, letting you climb on their back while their talons securely hold onto your folded chair.

With those two often out and about, there's a common misconception about you being the Elite Four's psychic specialist...when in reality you have a ghost type team.

Many challengers find that out the hard way when they clear your trial and send their ghosts against you....only for you to reveal your own ghostly duo that hit back twice as hard.

Drayton loves watching your matches from the sidelines and laughs every time he sees their shocked faces.

He even proposed an idea that your team should remain a mystery up until the moment of battle.

All is well until Kieran comes along and dethrones him, which demotes you to the sixth ranking member..while Crispin takes your spot.

It wasn't exactly a position you liked, since it's on the cusp of disqualifying you as an elite member.

But you weren't mad at anybody over this...if anything you had to make sure Drayton didn't get too mad at Kieran.

Eventually, though, he learns that he could spend more time with you and has less responsibilities on his plate (ofc he's still petty, as we all know during Indigo Disk).

Despite his lax personality, he wants to do all he can to support you and defend you from harassment.

This man would definitely find excuses to carry you around.

"Oh why don't cha give your Pokémon a break and let me help you over here?" He suggests and you end up accepting his offer, letting him carry you from your wheelchair to the sofa in the club room...which is literally five feet away.

Still, you let him do what he wants.

Plus getting to cuddle is a nice bonus.

Kieran

You once knew him as this sweet shy kid who used to be scared of your Hisuian Braviary, always asking if they're gonna hypnotize him.

"No, Kiki..they just help me get around places."

"...a-are you sure? Because they're starin' at me kinda weird.."

"That's how they normally are."

Plus he (like many students) falsely believed you had a psychic team when you're actually the Elite Four's ghost-type specialist.

He admired that "element of surprise" you brought to the table and dreamed of the day he could challenge you himself.

But one trip to his hometown and back later...he's suddenly the Champion, a shell of his former self, who only sees Pokémon as tools for battle.

You wonder what happened to him, although apparently he had a bad falling out with some exchange student and took his angst out on everyone at BBA.

Getting you knocked down to the sixth rank was something he never really apologized for.

Despite that, he didn't tolerate people who talked shit about you, your ranking, your medical condition, or why your Pokémon get to roam more freely than their own.

"At least [y/n] is still out there training their team every day. At least they're turning their hardships into strength. What's your excuse?"

"I-I didn't mean any offense, Kieran! Listen, I'll apologize to them and-"

"Oh, you will...after we have a battle so I can assess your strength. No potions. No moves that boost attack, speed, or defense. If you lose, you resign. You have one hour to prepare."

Sometimes, you're not sure if he's genuinely looking out for you...or if he just wanted an excuse to bully club members around.

While he's aware that Gardevoir and Hisuian Braviary are mainly your medical support 'mons, he still thinks they can always try out battling.

"They could be the ones who help you climb the ranks again [y/n]. Surely you're tired of being in last place, aren't you?"

Yet the advice he believes is helpful is usually unwarranted half the time.

You could just be casually talking to a friend about how your opponent out-sped you and/or used Light Screen/Reflect...

Only for Kieran to barge into the conversation with "well maybe you should've taught Braviary Tailwind/Defog..but I guess you don't have the time for that" or something passive-aggressive that just makes you both uncomfortable.

Your psychic types are honestly annoyed by his new attitude..and you're just disheartened by how he acts around Drayton now.

You and him dating never bothered Kieran before, but now he just glares at your bf 24/7 and scoffs loudly if you're talking about anything except battling.

Despite everything, you knew he was going through something difficult, so you tried not to take his words to heart. You still saw him as a friend.

Someone who was just misguided in his ambitions.

After his humbling defeat and adventure into Area Zero, he comes back with extreme guilt, with you being the first elite member he apologizes to.

He especially feels shitty for distracting your psychic types from doing their jobs properly with his constant nagging to battle them.

But you forgive him, thanking him properly for all the times he's stood up for you.

And you do end up taking some of his unsolicited advice.

You invite him to a friendly double-battle when he returns from break and brought out Braviary and Gardevoir, using Tailwind and terastalizing one of them into a ghost type.

It turns out that whenever they're not working, they battle in perfect sync.

Crispin

In the beginning, this chef boi wondered how your two psychic types help you with your daily life, and you just explain everything as simply as you could to him during a picnic.

"So Gardevoir pushes me around, retrieves stuff I can't reach, and helps me manage my pain. Braviary just flies me around the Terarium....any questions?"

"Just one......do you use Braviary because the taxis here don't accommodate your wheelchair?" He assumes, already starting to fume. "How outrageous! That's not-!"

"Calm down, Crispy..they do. I'm just saying that I'd rather fly with Brave most of the time. It's not only convenient, but more fun for me."

"...o-oh, right. Sorry for getting all fire-up back there.." He gushes.

After learning how hard they work, he absolutely wants to make sure they're fed well everyday! Snacks alone won't sustain them. He knows this for sure.

So he's always cooking them up something, often wanting their opinion on the meals and sandwiches: are they too spicy or not spicy enough?

The same goes for your ghost types, too (especially if you have a Chandelure, Ceruledge, and/or Skeledirge on your team).

But after Kieran becomes the new champion and Crispin takes your rung on the League's ladder..he feels really awful and constantly apologizes for pretty much replacing you.

He should feel good about climbing closer to the top, but he doesn't, as he cried over the possibility of you hating him forever or resigning from the club because of him.

When you confronted him, he tried blaming the onions.

But your Gardevoir--one of the most emotionally-intuitive Pokémon out there--saw through his lie, and you had to reassure him he was still your friend.

You kept telling him you weren't mad....until you almost got mad fr because he wouldn't stop asking if you were 100% sure of that.

To prove it you, your psychic pokemon, and your ghost team all split one of the spiciest sandwiches he's ever made.

By the time it was finished, you were convinced you just learned the move Flamethrower.

Yet seeing that bright smile return to Crispin's face made it worth the agony.

Lacey

She loves hearing that you have a Gardevoir (or just cute ghost Pokémon in general).

If you have a Mimikyuu on your team, that's a plus in her book.

But regardless, she's the first to give you a warm welcome into the Elite Four, explaining the criteria and tests you had to pass in order to be accepted as a member.

Yet even outside of battle, she quickly discovers that your ghosts are still mischievous at best--always playing pranks on her fairies with moves like Phantom Force, Shadow Sneak, Astonish, and Poltergeist.

Ofc they never mean any harm, but when she hears Whimsicott squeal in fright, she's quick to come to its rescue and scold the perpetrator.

If you have a Gengar, it just laughs and mocks them both until it hears you roll up like "that wasn't very nice, y'know...apologize to Lacey and Whimsicott right now, please".

Even if it's a little defiant, a glare from Gardevoir or Hisuian Braviary is enough to make it relent and apologize.

Speaking of whom, seeing an ancient variant of Braviary did frighten Lacey upon first meeting them (especially with their hypnotic-looking faux flaming "eyes").

But over time she grows to like them, seeing how obedient and gentle they are with helping you get you around the Terarium.

If you have any decal on your chair, she'll suggest adding a few more things to make it "cuter". Like stickers of fairy types or a soft pillow for your back.

When you get demoted to the sixth rank in the League, she bought you those exact things to cheer you up, feeling bad that things turned out the way they did

But you expressed zero grudges towards anyone and appreciated her kindness.

Her Granbull always offers his tummy to you should you wanna rest somewhere--even though this makes Braviary a little jealous bc they're supposed to be your favorite resting spot.

Their rivalry is amusing, but Gardevoir often has to come to her fellow psychic type's rescue.

Meanwhile you're just sitting back and snickering at their banter, while poor Lacey begs you not to encourage this behavior.

Amarys

When you both first met, you found her personality rather off-putting, assuming she was doubting your capabilities of being an Elite Four Member despite passing all the tests.

She never seemed happy for you, her face always blank.

Growing up, a lot of people have pitied you, given you odd stares, or thought you would've given up being a Pokémon trainer...and some even asked outright insensitive questions about what happened to you--and seeing how Amarys acted kinda brought some of those ugly memories back to the forefront.

But once she realizes this, she apologizes straightaway for giving you such a bad impression, clarifying that she fully believes in your battling abilities.

Since then, you've formed a better friendship with her.

She asks you respectful questions about your wheelchair (ie if it's made from any strong alloys, how well it gets you around the Terarium's biomes, etc.) and how Gardevoir and Hisuian Braviary aid you in your daily life and listens well.

Learning that you actually battle with ghost types despite the misconception circulating around the school wasn't too surprising.

If anything, Amarys believes that was quite strategic on your part.

It's no wonder you have a lot of victories under your belt.

Even after getting demoted to the sixth rank, she's impressed you're still able to bounce back from such defeat..and that you didn't hold it against Kieran or anybody.

She believes he could learn a lesson or two from you and not take his loss against Florian/Juliana so hard...but knows that's not her place to speak.

#clanask #lotus anon #pokemon x reader #pokemon sv x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #indigo disk x reader #pokemon drayton #pokemon kieran #pokemon crispin #pokemon lacey #pokemon amarys #gardevoir #hisuian braviary #disabled reader #headcanons

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squirmifyoulike · 4 months

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Imagining a scenario where a kingdom has to sacrifice one person to a dragon every month to keep said dragon from torching the kingdom.

The dragon's request is simple; bring one person to their lair, and strip them of all their clothes and possessions. They won't be needing them anymore, especially after the dragon is done with them~

Each month with the dragon is tough. If you're lucky, the dragon will make quick work of you and swallow you down quickly. But if you're unlucky?

Well... In that case... The dragon will tease and taunt. ("I only get you morsels once a month, you know. Don't be so upset; let me have my fun!")

They'll do whatever they want to their sacrifice. It's a month of agony for the human, but bliss for the dragon. Their hot tongue often invades their space, licking them greedily and far too often. Their talons often dig into the human's shoulders as the dragon pushes them down onto the ground, and the dragon settles over them, using the human for their own pleasure, not caring for their needs. Some hate it... But other humans end up giving in to the dragon's treatment, accepting that their mind and body belongs to the dragon now. There are many days where the dragon gestures to different parts of themselves - their plush belly, their thick tail, or their haunches - and teasingly ask the human where they think they'll end up by the time the dragon is done with them.

And, of course, that fateful day comes. Some people scream and cry for mercy; others just numbly accept their fate. The dragon's jaws close over the human, and once again the tongue invades the human's space, exploring every inch of them... Until the dragon tilts its head back and closes its jaws, sealing the human in darkness. They feel the moment they come into contact with the throat, as their passageway narrows significantly... And soon, with a squeeze and loud gulp, the human has been pulled down into the dragon's throat. They're squeezed tightly by the dragon's muscles, but after a while, they're finally pushed into a large chamber of wrinkly muscle. Almost immediately, their surroundings come to life, with the muscle kneading into their flesh and rubbing acid into them. The process is not a pleasant one... At least, not for the human. The dragon's stomach is uncomfortably hot, and the air in their stomach is horrible and caustic. The acid is unbearable, too, which causes the human inside to scream, and they begin to squirm and writhe, trying to escape the pain that's consumed them.

The dragon, on the other hand, is more relaxed than ever, studying their squirming stomach with a lazy grin. All that effort on the human's part will be fruitless... And at this moment, the only thing on the dragon's mind is this: Where on my body will this squirming lump end up?

#tw vore #vore tw #v.ore #fatal vore #digestion #soft vore #tw fatal vore #unwilling prey #implied digestion

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dreamchaserguild · 6 months

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We recently backed a project on Kickstarter and I wanted to ramble about that.

(This is not paid promotion and I have no association with the team making this project. This is just me gushing about something I think is cool.)

I grew up playing Heroscape. This game was my childhood. If you don't know what Heroscape is, here you go:

It was a simple tactical minis tabletop battle game where you make a team of different heroes with their own unique abilities. But what really sold this game was the landscape you could build yourself.

I used to have a table that sat out on our front porch that was filled with Herocape stuff as I constructed and deconstructed and reconstructed my maps.

And I didn't just have the starter set you see above. (Above is actually several starter sets. You don't get quite that many pieces from one box. I'm guessing it's three starter sets since there are six ruins, and Heroscape only came with two.) No. I had the ice set, the volcano set, the castle set, a Marvel set. The second starter set with swampy environment.

Heroscape was an amazing part of my childhood. Then Hasbro let it die.

They tried to revive it in the form of Arena of the Planeswalkers, a knock-off with a flat cardboard battlefield. But it got cancelled after two expansions. They're going to try again, but I have no faith that they'll stick with the Heroscape revival.

Which brings us to SOURCE.

SOURCE is a hex system made by indie-developers who themselves were Heroscape fans and inspired by Heroscape. Rather than connecting at the sides like Heroscape, the SOURCE tiles are held together by edges as you can see here. (I sure hope they don't mind me lifting the images from their kickstarter.)

A disadvantage to this is that you lose some of the modularity in being able to build in any shape you want. The advantage though is that it allows for terrain to easily be added and removed throughout gameplay.

(They're also working on special grip mats for those who just really want to build in any shape they want without being confined to shapes of the edges.)

And in my opinion, the detail looks way better than Heroscape ever did. Just compare the lava tiles above to Heroscape's:

There's no contest.

The SOURCE hexes aren't just the same thing in different colors. They're actual works of art.

And I'm not saying this to put Heroscape down. Like I said, it was my childhood and was fantastic for its time.

The game on the Kickstarter, Timestrike, is very similar to Heroscape. But with so much more stacked onto Heroscape's foundation.

Characters have move, range, attack and defense like Heroscape. You have the six-sided dice where three sides are swords and two are shields. Only now there is a special lucky sword and a lucky shield. These aren't relevant for most characters, but some characters will have abilities where they'll gain some bonus on lucky rolls.

If that's not enough, there's also a Contest mechanic where you can push another player's figure. This is great if someone is on a ledge and you want to cause them fall damage, or if you just want to steal the high ground from them to increase your attack.

You can also mine materials, build roads with the materials you mined, and go fishing for buffs. (Literally. You can stand near water and try to fish. If you succeed, you take a card from the fishing deck.)

There are wild monsters you can try to tame. There are even large figures you can mount and ride. See this guy:

That's a base on his back for you to place a smaller miniature on and ride him around!

The game is centered around not just beating each other, but also fighting a boss called a Sentience with space for three figures on its back.

(Note: the Gorilla Brute is not part of this first set, and will likely come with a future expansion.)

The sentience takes full advantage of the destructible terrain, leveling any space he lands on.

And they're tossing in solo and co-op rules for people who don't want to fight each other and just want to fight the boss alone, or to team up to fight the boss.

Oh! And it comes with STACKABLE WALLS!

That's a small thing, but it's a cool thing. (Okay, this is technically a stretch goal for $200,000 that they haven't put on the official Kickstarter, but $200K feels likely to me.)

The creators also seem genuinely committed to making this a reality and keeping it going for a long time, with talk of several expansions in the pipeline, introducing more playable characters, more rideable Brutes, and more bosses which will each have their own abilities and their own solo/co-op modes.

And possibly boats.

That's a picture of a prototype boat that can fit three figures and will NOT be included in this Kickstarter. But it is planned for a future expansion.

I don't know if the boats will come to fruition. I don't know if they'll look like that when they are released or if they'll look completely different by then since that would be a long way off.

But I appreciate knowing that there are plans to make this a long-term investment. I'm not worried that the creators will give up on SOURCE and Timestrike like Hasbro did Heroscape and Arena of the Planeswalkers.

And it's not just Timestrike. The SOURCE terrain can be purchased on its own and the SOURCE system is intended to be used for a variety of games by different creators. And it's already naturally compatible with Heroscape, Arena of the Planeswalkers, Battletech and other hex-based games.

I am incredibly excited and hopeful for the future of this project!

Here's the Kickstarter for anyone who wants to see more of this.

And here's a video review going over the Timestrike rules and how it plays:

youtube

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months

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.....i hate that you converted me. Fine, you win, may i please request Itward comforting reader? The post about matchmaking(specifically the bit where they get locked up) made me feel. Things.

I just think it would be interesting to see usually laidback and chill reader crumble a little at this. Specifically because i hate hate hate things going out of control when i expect them to be predictable. Outside? Yeah, i cannot control the world, it's not my burden. In a group of people? Well am a part of it only, so i can only do my thing and socialize, not police what they're doing.(althrough i do so.. sometimes.. i just like being reliable..) But in MY LIVING ROOM? Nah, if something unusual is happening i'm stressed. Oh the door is closed? Well fuck, just gonna have to sit here and panic, then rage for a bit and try not to cry. And if its a tight/dark space? OHOOHOOO, a panic attack is waiting!

Itward comforting reader !

Yahoo I'm finally getting to this ehehehe!! Hope you enjoy this!

As for the converting

Giggles

Evilly smiles

The evil spell has worked (evil spell is my writing and character interpretations)

Also that last bit gave me an idea so this post is gonna tackle two settings, in terms of where you guys get locked up >:)

Side note today today by jack stauber reminds me of itward idk why

So it may have.. left my mind.. but I forgot that itward can kinda. Teleport. Or at least make little portals, as seen in chapter 1... as well as being able to just vanish as seen when he opens the window for fran in the twins house (not sure if that was him becoming invisible or teleporting, both seem in character)

But let's say, for the sake of plot and perhaps some character stuff... there are rules for his abilities, which can prevent him from using them. Mostly cooldown stuff, which.. wouldnt prevent it much unless hes doing it a lot but.. hush, I dont have many ideas!!

With that said, let's get on with the post!

Assuming you guys are locked in a room within the ship:

At first only you notice the door shutting. Itward doesnt notice it wont open until he goes to exit, only to find you're both stuck. Lets also say this is the only room with one exit; so the chemistry room most likely. Though if it were any of the other rooms, we can assume the second exit is also locked down

Itward would likely think that it's a malfunction of sorts, thanks to the doors not being manual push/pull doors... probably silently curses himself for not thinking about the possibility of a jam

Though, hes very clearly a skilled mechanic and engineer, so hes already thinking of what could be the issue and how to fix it

Probably gets way too sucked in taking off the button panel thing to get into the mechanics and wiring... it's not until he notices you quietly freaking out that he looks over his shoulder to check on you

Oh..

Oh dear..

Slowly drops the spare tools he keeps on him (I mean.. we DID see him pull a wrench out of no where when he started working on his ship during the fire berry thing... perhaps he keeps them within his bones? Like his rib cage? Like obviously it was just the game trying to save time from hydt having him pull one out rather than animate him picking one up from the ground buuuuut I'm silly)

Quietly asks if youre alright

A silly question, he can admit, hes been around many people and this is no new sight for him..

Barely refrains from putting a hand on your shoulder but stops before he reaches you, afterall hes never seen you like this and he doesnt know if you're okay with touch

Assures you that he will have the door open soon, correctly assumes that that is the issue... I mean, he can understand why it's scary, I mean, to be trapped like that. No one would like that

(Ignore that he did the same to fran, albeit non maliciously)

Refuses to get to work on the door (doesnt even realize hes prolonging the issue) until he can get through to you and help you

Hangs onto every word you say, and delivers anything you need

Need a hug? He will wrap his arms around you, and perhaps even purr. Need reassurance? He'll let you know the door is just jammed and he will fix it soon enough. Need to fill the silence? Itward will rattle on about things to keep it from going wuirt5

As soon as the door is opened he steps out of the way, letting you exit first

Keeps a close eye on you for a few hours after the fact

If you guys get locked in a closet

This one is already way worse thanks to the limited wiggle room as well as the darkness. The only light is coming from itwards eyes, and even then its not a lot

You guys are pressed up against each other, but this little scenario is not at cheesy or romantic... itward can feel your heart beating against him, so he immediately knows something is wrong

How did you guys even end up trapped here?

I dunno :3

It's too tight and cramped to move, so itward trying to force the door open or mess with the button panel is a no go.. really, of all the doors to have a manual door, the broom closet should have been the one to have it..

Honestly I think he tries 1 of 3 things

Force the door open with his strength (can he do that? We know that in terms of his powers hes packs a bit of a punch, he managed to face off remor to buy fran time in chapter 1, but I'm unsure of how strong he is physically)..though hed have to try to twist around to face the door

Knock on the door with his foot to try to get someones attention for help, and perhaps guide them through how to open the door

Or three, try his little teleporting trick and take you with him

Regardless of what option he goes through, he can't deny that theres something wrong with you

Unfortunately of you need a hug he cant, given the limited room.. plus you may feel claustrophobic enough..

Tries to give nervous reassurances as he tries to come up with an idea

Most likely case is the teleporting thing, assuming he has the capabilities of doing so in that moment

But just know as soon as you guys are free hes sitting you down at the table in the main area of his ship and making you a cup of tea

Quietly asks you if everythings alright

Similarly, he keeps a close eye on you for a while after this

#itward headcannons #itward imagine #itward x reader #fran bow itward #itward

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xfindingtrouble · 1 year

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percy nsfw headcanons

leading up to his relationship with vex [ or any plotted relationships ], i don't think percy had a lot of time to think about sex during his ' i will kill everyone who's ever wronged me ' mission. of course, there were a few drunken fumbles but nothing mind-blowing. i think this partially because where would he have the time? he's a bit prickly, he's not gonna crawl into bed with just anyone. but i also think this because of a throwaway line where percy alludes to vex showing him the ropes [ I'll site it sometime when i find it again ]

i definitely think he's a switch / versatile but he is someone who prefers to be on the submissive end the first few times he's with someone. it's almost analytical, though i definitely think he is some flavor of touch starved / super physically sensitive so it can't quite stay that way. regardless he likes to follow his partner's lead a lot of the time because he can catch onto how they handle him / how to apply it if the roles were reversed if that makes sense?

i bring that up because i think percy is wildly experimental in bed & outside of it. i think he's up for most things, though certain topics may require more patience than others. i think he's spent a lot of his life sticking to smut books & has a repoitore of ideas but is more careful in executing them. fantasy is one thing, but the intimacy of trusting someone with that part of yourself is different... so he definitely likes a defined power dynamic. he likes a bit of planning a bit of discussion if they're doing anything too kinky. not saying that sex is like this every time but he likes to know what to expect while finding different ways to thrill & be thrilled

opinion: i think he would like being tied up. i think it would have to be with someone who he trusts with his life & it would be a very carefully planned out scene but percy is one for extremes. his body reacts extremely to being bound, so why not rewire that extreme reaction to something a bit more thrilling? a bit more fun? there was a conversation i had with someone once where we talked about him rewiring his brain in regards to that negative reaction & reclaiming it for his own which i think is something he would enjoy on several fronts.

man also Definitely makes sex toys. Especially if his partner alludes to liking some sort of sensation he thinks he can replicate. i think he would be mortified to buy any & would prefer they had a personal touch about them.

praise kink praise kink praise kink. giving or recieving. praise kink. someone tell him how good he's doing. let him tell your muse how lovely they look. he will lose his mind, simply

there are also plentyyy of other kinks i won't go into just know that it's more likely he wants to try new ideas than not. he has a few hard limits that he is not interested in but he's pretty immovable on those subjects. a lot of percy's love language is reflecting his partner's needs in whatever way he can & that translates here. i think a lot of the pleasure for him is in mutual satisfaction, he's there to serve whether he's in a more dominant or submissive role.

in regards to kink percy's sub-space can get pretty intense. he's sooooo high-strung most of the time that when he can trust someone to have that sort of control over him, he really commits. there's a bit of him that simply cannot help it when he's in the right hands

man can be a merciless dom given the chance. it's partially why he likes to see what someone likes taking on a dominant role before stepping into it himself. he likes pushing people & things all the way to the edge via whatever kinks & things they've agreed on or he's observed in them. man is wildly experimental & is up for most things, but doesn't expect his partner(s?) to share the sentiment.

aftercare king. he will pamper your muse after they sub for him, given the chance. he'll generally ask what works for them beforehand but he loves working someone out of their subspace through soft touches, snacks, bath time, whatever works for them he will do in excess.

if you ask about his sex life & he doesn't know he might be offended & embarassed. if you're a close friend, he'll probably tell you a bit too blatantly whats happening. it's all or nothing in this regard

#usfw #hc.#happy sinday

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the-modded-inn · 1 year

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Okay this is my first time doing this so bare with me.

So the db decides to let their followers stay with them at their house before going on the road again, but they soon decide their is not a lot of rooms for them. So the group decides to pull straws to see which roommate everyone is going to get. How would each Follower react to getting DB as they're partner.

You can add whoever you want. But I would personally like to see Nebarra and Auri if that's alright.

Thanks and Hope your having a great day.

Hi! Thank you so much for requesting!

I hope you have an amazing day too.

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Some followers react to being DB's sleeping buddy

Nebarra:

-very chill about it, he's had sleep in worse condition then this and the DB is more tolerable then the others.

-since their is only one bed he ends up sleeping on the floor. He doesn't like people touching him

-wakes up stiff and a bit grumpy, the floor was definitely not comfy

Romance-able Nebarra:

-looks very calm but in the inside he's freaking out! My headcanon is this has probably the first person he has an form of romantic attachment.

-asks the DB if they want him to sleep on the floor, mainly it was more him. He low-key sees this as a disease and think that nothing happens it all just go away

-keeps his arms crossed and sleeps very stiffly, trying not to touch DB. He doesn't like people touching him in general but this goes as double because he gets a tiny joint whenever DB touches them.

Auri:

-very calm, this is something she okay with plus she likes the DB. They respect her and her boundaries and she very thankful of them

-but kindly says that she would like to sleep outside. She still follows the Green pact and frankly just walking into the house was making her physically sick.

-either sleeps in a tree or finds a way onto the roof. She only sleeps on the roof if the DB begs her.

-wakes up feeling refreshed.

Romance-able Auri:

-very happy, she and DB had been flirting for sometime and she figure it was high time that she made the first move

-flirts and teases the DB. It

-asks if they want to sleep on the roof with her. The light from the stars set the mood and she makes the move

-snuggles into them, the night is cold and she uses that to get closer

Morgaine:

-does it begrudgingly, she prefers having her own space, Most of her adult life she has slept alone and she prefers it that way.

-she also has terrible nightmares caused from the drugs. She shivers and wails around hitting the DB.

-was probably forced to as all the other follower find her creepy which she understands but can be pretty hurt at times

-probably steals the sheets, she gets terribly cold and has the sugar shakes

Romance-able Morgaine:

-also very happy and a little flustered, like main others she hadn't a life were love was something she could think of. In her mind the DB is her one and only shot if she played her cards right of course

- she snuggles close to them, citing her sugar shakes as the problem and asks the DB if they can cuddle

-as the DB hugs them she couldn't help but let a few tears slip

-it was probably her best sleep in centuries

Bruce Hammar:

-does it begrudgingly and very dismissive, he doesn't really care about anything

-also was probably forced as the other followers think he's an asshole, in fact he has almost gotten into a fight with severall of the follower before.

-ends up pushing the DB out of the bed by accident, he is a very very very big boy and he probably pushed them off by accident.

Romance-able Bhruce Hammar:

- love isn't anything new to him had many flings and loves come and in his very long life

-so he doesn't think much of it when he and the DB sleep in the same bed

-but in the back if his mind he he thinks longingly of a past time. One where he shared his bed once with a human and he can't help but feel nostalgic

-he pulls them on to his front, not in a sexual way but as a kind gesture

-he sleeps better tonight for some reason

Hi guys if you guys would like to request for a part 2 of any headcanons that I have already written please don't hesitate to ask! I love writing for you guys.

Have a great day!

#modded skyrim #skyrim #skyrim auri #brhuce hammar #morgaine #nebarra

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ghostbustersreborn · 1 year

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❙. tara sat outside her father's office, working on homework and other things she had to do for school. ❙.

in the corner of her eye she saw the red sprayed on words that read 'venkman burn in hell' on the door of her father's work space.

she couldn't help but laugh. it was cruel yet also comical.

tara could hear the girl from inside go "i don't know. they're just coming to me." she rolled her eyes, knowing what dad was doing.

he'd tell ALL the girls they were right and at the end of the session, he'd convince them to hang at his place. worked like a charm.

she began to wonder if that was how he got her mom pregnant in the first place?

as thoughts of her mom began to cloud her mind. she had a rather tough time focusing on the homework before her.

"dammit. i don't know what to do." she swore under her breath, shutting the binder.

egon had left an hour ago, while ray she had no clue where he was.

egon and ray were big into the supernatural. ghosts, particularly. while, her dad was a total skeptic and went along for the ride just for the hell of it.

"i'm getting a little tired of this!" snapped the boy from inside.

tara shut her eyes, shaking her head.

"dad needs to knock it off." she mumbled.

she grabbed her backpack from the floor, slipping her binder inside. she set it back down as she stood up. she made her way over to the door ready to put a stop to her dad's childish actions.

"you volunteered, didn't you? we're paying you, aren't we?" her father reminded him.

"yeah, but i didn't know you were giving me electric shocks." admitted the boy. "what are you trying to prove here anyway?!"

"i'm studying the effect of negative reinforcement on E.S.P. ability." her father briefly explained to the boy.

"the effect? i'll tell you what the effect is, it's pissing me off!" the boy snapped.

tara winced, not expecting the boy's sudden outburst. she felt a little bad for him.

"well, then, maybe my theory is correct!" venkman snapped.

"you can keep the five bucks. i've had it." the boy grumbled.

tara moved out of the way just as the door to the office swung open.

she watched the boy storm off, mumbling curse words under his breath.

she moved back over to the door, listening in on her father's conversation to the girl.

"you may as well get used to that." he told her.

tara rolled her eyes, knowing where this conversation was leading to..

"it's the kind of resentment that your ability is going to provoke in some people."

"do you think i have it, dr. venkman?" asked the girl.

she could hear the fast shuffling of feet coming her way.

tara made sure to get out of the way of the door again, not wanting to be crushed or pushed to the floor.

"hey, tara!" ray quickly greeted her.

he opened the door to her father's office, not caring if he was busy or not. he clearly needed to tell him something, something big.

tara followed ray inside the office, in which she saw her father kneeling down in front of the girl with his hand set on her shoulder.

she again rolled her eyes.

"this is it." ray announced.

"what is?" tara questioned.

ray turned to her, giving her a smile before turning his attention back onto his coworker.

"this is definitely it!" ray expressed, excitement hinted in his tone.

tara's dad known as peter (cause it's getting annoying referring to him as just her dad) glanced over at her, hoping she had some kind of answer to what ray was rambling on about.

in response, she shrugged.

"will you excuse me for a second?" peter asked the blonde.

he stood up from his crouched position.

"i'm right in the middle of something, ray!" he said through clenched teeth, hitting him over the head.

tara shook her head, scoffing.

"dad, stop being a child. you have a thousand girls coming to your office each week, it's not the end of the world if you don't end up in this one's pants." in which she completely called her dad's "play boy" personality out.

peter shot her a glare to which tara smiled in return.

it was never calm between the two.

peter moved his attention back over to the blonde who had a look of confusion written on her face.

"she was joking." he assured her.

the woman seemed to be calmed by that statement, which took tara by surprise.

'wow, she really is that dumb.' tara thought to herself, before going over to ray who now stood there awkwardly, fumbling with his camera.

"i need a little more time with this subject." he explained to ray.

"subject? or play-" peter quickly cut his daughter off by smacking his hand over her mouth.

"could you come back in an hour and a-" this time tara cut her father off by licking the palm of his hand.

"tara! what the hell?!" he yelled, retracting his now wet hand.

tara laughed.

peter rolled his eyes before turning his attention back onto ray.

"peter, at 1:40 p.m. at the main branch of the new york public library on fifth avenue, ten people witnessed a free floating, full torso, vaporous apparition. it flew books off of shelves from twenty feet away and scared the socks off of some poor librarian!" ray gushed.

"my brain only picked up on half of what you said, but woah awesome!" tara said in awe.

"i know!" ray agreed with her.

"i'm very excited. i'm very pleased." peter said, void of emotion.

"no you're not, you're just excited to get into another girl's-" "tara, stop it." peter ordered.

tara frowned. "make me."

"i want you to get right down there. check it out, and take tara with you." he dragged tara over in between them.

"no, no." ray shook his head, knowing what peter was doing.

he wanted out of this.

"get right back to me. the two of you. i'll be there in spirit." peter settled.

"no. peter, you're coming with us." ray

informed him. "spengler, went down there. he took PKE valences, went right off the top of the scale. buried the needle." he explained.

tara considered bringing her homework with her to see if egon could help her. then again, she began to wonder if the ghost perhaps could..

"we're close on this one. i can feel it." ray left the room. leaving the girl, the estranged father and daughter in the room all by their lonesome.

peter exchanged eye contact with his daughter and went; "aren't you going too?"

tara scoffed. she walked out, brushing past him before leaving the room.

ray was waiting for her.

"hold on. i want to hear this." tara told him.

she placed her ear up against the door, to get a better listen on what the two had to say to each other. it was going to be totally cheesy!

"i have to go now, jennifer." peter announced to her. "but i'd like to work with you some more. perhaps you could come back this evening, say at..." he trailed off.

"8:00?" the girl took a guess.

whenever her dad brought a girl over, it only meant he'd be kicking tara out for the evening so he could have some alone time.

tara didn't mind it though, she preferred staying at egon or ray's place rather than her own.

"i was just going to say "8:00?"" peter said, mimicking the way the girl said it. "you are a legitimate phenomenon!" he complimented her.

tara began slamming her head against the door, hoping she'd knock herself unconscious from it.

"what's all that noise?" she could hear jennifer ask.

"oh, nothing! it's just-" the door swung open, almost making tara fall. peter poked his head out "stop it!" he hissed before slamming the door shut "nothing. it's fine." he assured the blonde.

tara kicked the door before grabbing her backpack and making her way over to ray.

"okay, let's go." she said to ray.

peter eventually caught up with them much to tara's dismay. now, they were walking up the steps to the library.

"as a friend, i have to tell you you've finally gone around the bend on this ghost business." peter told ray. "you guys have been running your ass off, meeting and greeting every schizo in the five boroughs who says he's had a paranormal experience."

"why are you such a skeptic?" tara asked her father, curiosity hinted in her voice.

peter stopped in his tracks, taking a look at his daughter. "because, tara there is such things as drugs and when people take drugs they see things that aren't really there."

she scoffed.

"of course, you forgot peter. i was present at an undersea, unexplained mass sponge migration." ray said as they entered the building.

"oh, ray..." peter groaned. "the sponges migrated at a foot and a half." he added as he snuck up on egon who was sat on the floor, busy listening in on something with his stethoscope.

peter knocked on the table, making egon think it was the ghost.

"dad, stop it!" tara hissed, hitting him in the arm.

"egon.." peter said ominously.

peter slammed the book back onto the table, startling his coworker.

egon took off his stethoscope, seeing that it was just peter goofing off.

"hi, egon." tara greeted him.

egon made eye contact with tara, noticing she had on her backpack. he automatically knew her bringing it only meant she needed help on homework.

"i'll help you later." he promised her.

tara nodded. knowing he fulfilled his promises unlike a certain someone...

"what have you got?" ray asked him.

"this is big, peter. this is very big." egon said, describing it the way ray did earlier. "there's definitely something in here."

"egon, this reminds me of the time you tried to a drill a hole through your head, remember that?" peter asked, humorously.

egon shot him a look. "that would've worked, if you hadn't stopped me." he grumbled.

a man in a suit came up to them, standing behind tara.

tara eyed him, before moving herself to stand closer to egon.

"hello. i'm roger delacorte." the stranger introduced himself to the group. "are you the men from the university?" he questioned.

"yes. i'm dr.venkman. dr.stantz. egon and that's my daughter tara." peter said, introducing the group to the man.

"is she uh a doctor too?" roger asked.

tara gave the man a look before peter went in and said "yeah uh no, far from it." in which she gave her father a death stare.

"thank you for coming." roger said, changing the subject.

tara heaved out a sigh, egon glanced over to her to which she faked a smile in order to show she was "okay".

"i hope we can clear this up quickly and quietly." the man hoped.

"let's not rush things. we don't even know what you have yet." peter stated.

the man took them to where a very shaken up librarian was to interview her on what she had witnessed.

she was laid out on a table, describing the situation to the boys.

the woman looked to be in her mid to late sixties. her hair was strewn about, while her expression read fear and her body looked tense.

"i don't remember seeing any legs, but it definitely had arms, because it reached out for me." the woman described.

"arms? i can't wait to get a look at this thing!" ray gushed.

tara giggled, shaking her head.

"alice, i'm going to ask you a couple of standard questions, okay?" peter informed her.

as soon as peter asked his first question, tara knew where this was going. he either thought she was on drugs or schizophrenic or both.

"my uncle thought he was st.jerome." she admitted.

peter shot the boys a look, obviously his mind started to go to drugs.

tara bit her tongue, for once trying hard not to call her father out on his stupidity.

"i'd call that a big "yes"." he said, sounding cocky. "are you habitually using drugs?" tara facepalmed. "stimulants, alcohol?" he further questioned.

"no." the woman denied.

"no. no. just asking." he told her. "are you, alice, menstruating right now?"

"dad?! what the hell?!" she snapped.

"what?! she could be!" peter defended himself.

"that's not something you ask a woman!" tara told him off.

"back off sweetheart, i'm working." he said with a cocky grin.

"that's it." tara said, about ready to go and kick her father's ass until ray grabbed a hold of her pulling her far away from him.

peter smiled and waved, angering tara even more.

she flipped him off. not caring how mean she was being to her father.

to her, he deserved it.

egon and ray were more of dads to her than peter ever was. well, that's what tara thought.

"ray! it's moving. come on." egon announced.

ray set tara back down on her feet before quickly following egon out of the room.

tara glared at her father before going off to find ray and egon.

peter sighed, reluctantly following the three further down into the library.

egon was at the head of the group, holding a device called a PKE that tracked the ghost's whereabouts.

peter lazily trailed behind them, with a look of boredom written on his face.

they went into a random aisle, seeing a tower of books in the middle of the aisle.

"look!" ray pointed out.

egon scanned the books with the PKE, while ray held up his camera.

"this is hot, ray." egon conversed with his fellow coworker.

tara inspected the books, wondering how long it took this ghost to pile all those books for.

"wow. i should do this to barricade my bedroom door next time." she spoke to herself.

"please, don't." peter requested.

tara ignored him, moving herself away from him and closer to egon.

"symmetrical book stacking. just like the philadelphia mass turbulence of 1947." ray commented.

"you're right." peter said. "no human being would stack books like this."

"no, you wouldn't. you're not neat or symmetrical." tara sassed him.

peter shot her a look, before moving on with his friends.

ray stopped. "listen!" he exclaimed.

the group fell silent, trying to listen to whatever ray told them to listen to.

"you smell something?" ray then asked.

tara didn't know how 'listen' and 'you smell something' went together but they WERE the professionals here, so she decided not to question it any further.

egon's meter buzzed as the four slowly inched themselves away from the tower of books.

going into the next aisle. it was an aisle full of filing cabinets, papers were strewn and all of the cabinets were open.

"talk about telekinetic activity. look at this mess!" ray exclaimed.

"raymond, look at this." egon went.

tara followed ray and egon over to an open filing cabinet which had a gooey substance that looked an awful lot like snot dripping from it.

she closed her eyes, her nose scrunched up in disgust. "oh my god. what is that?" she asked, feeling like she was going to puke.

"ectoplasmic residue!" ray cried, answering tara's question.

tara reopened her eyes. trying her best not to look at the snot like substance.

egon took out a container from his coat, he held it up in peter's direction and went "venkman, get a sample of this."

tara couldn't help but laugh.

"tara, care to do the honors?" peter asked her, taking the container from egon.

tara quickly regretted laughing because she did NOT want to be in contact with that thing!

she shook her head "no" vigorously.

peter smiled. "that's what i thought." he hummed.

"it's the real thing." ray stated, filming it.

peter made his way over to it. "look, somebody blows their nose and you want to keep it?" he questioned.

tara was now stood behind egon, she didn't even want to see it in the corner of her eye.

"i'd like to analyze it." egon answered.

"there's more over here." ray pointed.

"oh no." she whimpered.

"i'm getting stronger readings here." egon commented.

tara stuck by egon, with her eyes screwed shut. she held his hand, making sure she didn't bump into anything or well any of the snot. (🥺🥺)

"this way!" egon called to her father.

tara took one last look at her father, she saw him turn to the books and spread the remaining "snot" left on all of them.

"i hate you." she whispered before quickly following egon and ray into the hall.

peter looked where she once stood, having heard what she said.

"love you too kid, love you too." he muttered before following the group.

"egon, your mucus." peter said, handing him the container.

just as he said that, a book shelf from behind them toppled over.

"holy shit." tara said with widened eyes.

peter gave her a "did you really just say that?" kind of look.

"what?" she snapped.

peter turned to ray and asked "this happen to you before?"

ray shook his head.

"huh. first time?" he assumed.

in which, ray nodded his head yes again.

they walked on in silence, the only sound coming was egon's PKE meter buzzing.

the buzzing noise intensified as they went through a second row of books.

going out into a hallway, the meter hummed steadily now. egon put his hand out, stopping the group from going any further.

egon walked ahead of them, keeping an eye on his PKE meter as it kept buzzing.

the three went over to egon, to which they saw a purple see through ghost across from them reading a book.

tara looked in awe. she couldn't believe it. ghosts really were real!

"it's here." egon announced to them.

"a full-torso apparition, and it's real." ray whispered.

egon nodded. he couldn't believe it either.

peter looked disinterested. just wanting to be done here.

"so, what do we do?" he asked casually.

egon and ray looked to one another, unsure of what to make of their next move. they've never gotten this far.

"could you come over here and talk to me for a second, please?" peter requested.

peter grabbed a hold of ray's ear, repeating his question.

he dragged ray down the hall, with egon following.

tara was stood there, awe struck by the ghost.

"tara, you too! come here." he hissed, snapping for emphasis.

tara huffed, doing as she was told.

"what do we do?" he repeated his question.

"i don't know, what do you think?" ray asked egon.

"maybe try to talk to it or something? treat it like a normal human being." tara suggested.

"a normal human being? tara, it's not even human." peter corrected her.

"you're not normal, but we still treat you fine." tara shrugged.

peter huffed. "i don't have time for this right now. what do we do?" he asked, growing impatient.

"tara's right. we should try to make contact." egon agreed with her.

tara smiled. happy to be right.

"one of us should actually try to speak to it." ray nodded.

"well, since tara suggested it. she should go." peter said, dragging tara out from their hiding spot.

"no." egon declined, dragging her over to him.

"then, who do you want to possibly do it?" peter questioned.

they all looked to him.

peter sighed. he turned around and started making his way towards the ghost.

ray got out his camera, getting ready to film.

the three followed peter out into the hall where the ghost was quietly reading, minding her business.

"hello." peter made himself known to her. "i'm peter."

to which she ignored him.

"where are you from?" he asked her. "originally." he added.

the ghost turned to him, she put her index finger up to her lips and shushed him.

tara snorted.

peter turned to the group, he made his way over to them.

"alright, okay." he said, leading them back to where they were previously. "the usual stuff isn't working."

"okay, i have a plan." ray announced. "i know exactly what to do."

"tara, stay here." egon requested.

she watched them tip toe out into the hall. slowly, making their way over to the reading ghost.

"now, stay close." ray instructed. "stay close. i know, do exactly as i say." he ordered. "get ready."

as they were mere inches from her, ray yelled out "get her!"

to which the ghost turned demonic, letting out a monstrous roar.

the boys screamed, struggling to get away from the demonic ghost.

egon grabbed a hold of tara, throwing her over his shoulder as they made a run for it.

"did you see it? what was it?" asked roger from earlier.

"we'll get back to you!" peter assured him.

"what?!" roger yelled.

tara watched mindlessly as the boys scrambled down the steps running as fast as they could, while people on in confusion.

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muppethollz · 1 year

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