Ok this isn't my usual content, but like hear me out. And no, this isn't like anything character related-
Just think of it...as like a scenario to fill in ig Girlie I don't fucking know, I'm just spewing words
Tw: kidnapping, stalking, mentions of violence
Ok so imagine.
There's like this drive. We'll call it Chestnut drive.
Just a typical neighbourhood street.
And on the last house, there's a married couple.
The husband, is like some super scary, really cold guy. He hates the world except for maybe his own wife. And he's a monster too- *ahem he was a thug back in his school days* But he is a handsome fucker.
And then you got the wife. Who's really nice, and never has any problems. Honestly, she's the one usually having to hide her husband's crimes.
Enter MC, who's a single person, getting the first ever house. Which ended up being right next to theirs. Everybody else doesn't go near their house, because of the husband. And yet, MC is totally clueless and ends up watching their feral dog in their yard.
The wife notices first, and strikes up conversation. She's eager to have someone new to talk to. She bakes desserts sometimes, and constantly tries to offer them to MC.
Guess who she gushes all about MC to? That's right- her husband. At first he's like creeped out and even a little jealous. But after watching you through your living room window a few nights a week, he’s realized why she’s so intrigued.
He finds MC so cute, all alone in their house. With no one but themselves really. Maybe the occasional friend over. In a way, he starts to grow protective of them, just like how he is with his wife.
Meanwhile, the wife is just obsessed to have someone to talk to who isn’t terrified of her husband. She’s constantly giving affection she tries to pass it off as platonic when honestly it’s borderline romantic
Their conversations at dinner went from a bit mundane to just simply rambling about you. Wondering which bedroom you should take, or if they should expand theirs completely.
Soon they invite you over to their house often. Just for the occasional meal or tea. Even showcasing their feral dog. (Tiny dog may I add)
MC doesn’t notice, but soon the couple’s house has little things that they like. If they like art? A few paint tubes or high-end coloured are thrown around the house. If they like music? Wow- they suddenly got a Steinway grand piano for them to play around with.
The husband is constantly checking if MC’s ok. Making sure they dress properly for the weather before they go back to their house. In any extreme weather conditions (blizzard, hurricane, rain- a shit ton of rain) he’ll just show up to their house with groceries.
The wife seems to love giving little cheek kisses and hugs. Always finding ways to present her cooking. She likes buying the occasional clothing item for them. Just something she thought would look quite fitting on them.
It’s all too late at some point, because the husband will haul them over his shoulder if they try to run away. He’ll carry them to their now big bedroom, enough for 3 people to share.
He’ll beat up anyone that tries looking for them. He doesn’t have those muscles for nothing.
The wife is just so happy to have MC in their bedroom. Giving snuggles and lots of coos of affection.
And with a kiss goodnight from both of them, MC finds themselves sandwiched between the two. Unable to move from the husband’s arms, or push off the wife who’s laying on top of them.
MC should just consider themselves as newly-wedded to this strange but surprisingly…functional couple.
(HELP- I JUST FELL DOWN A PIT OF SELF-INDULGENCE)
(I have so many ideas for this bullshit but I also have never written anything non-fandom related on this blog before…Other than my shitposts)
(Assuming I’ll probably make more, I’ll put the tag ‘Husband Wife Trio’ lmao)
- Celina
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i love the scene where steve hits billy with his car for a lot of reasons, but one of it is for the monster hunting trio of it all.
so, jonathan’s in the car, trying to get away, nancy’s standing guard, shooting at billy, and steve is the one that swoops in at the last second, sacrificing himself for them (obviously he didn’t die, but could’ve so it still counts)
anyway! first of all, you get the parallels to season 1, with jonathan repeatedly dragging the both of them away from the demogorgon and to safety, nancy shooting the demogorgon to try to save them, and steve running in, to dive in front of the demogorgon.
just, like, at their core, these characters aren’t totally different. they’re changed by what they’ve witnessed, but their instincts are still the same, even nearly two years later, they’re still trying to save each other.
just, in both seasons, they’re protecting, but in different ways. jonathan is trying to save them by getting away, nancy is trying to save them by killing the thing that’s threatening them, and steve is trying to save them by diving in front of them all, and doing whatever he can to protect them.
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Prompt 242
He looks the same as he had that fateful day, a storm raging around him and risking sending the ship down into the abyss. Hair whipping in the wind as the sky roars its deadly challenge echoed by the beasts they all sought to bring down those centuries ago.
It looks just as human as they- that is to say not at all, not anymore. A body twisted, sand and lightning melding into a molten sea ever-expanding. Its eyes as gold as the treasure it guards, brilliant blues and greens dancing across bodies in sigils unknown.
It looks exactly as it did that time ago, smile dancing on its lips as the sky opened up in torrents, like blood gushing from a wound. “You’re free to go,” it says, in words they understand and words they don’t. “You don’t have to stay here any longer.”
“Where will we go?” They ask, so very tired of this eternal battle, of being trapped in crashing waves and storms of water and sand. Being tossed one way and the other, never able to go home, for home was gone long ago.
It looks up, their own gaze following, the ship crashing through the dredges of a storm they had thought eternal. And for the first time in eternities, they see them. The stars. Dancing and dripping from a serpentine form that cradles the Sun and Moon, smiling down to the beast and them alike.
And so, they take from the seas, and take to the stars instead.
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[engoukidou living together...]
Kidou: *removes his glasses for the day and walks around the house to prepare to sleep*
Gouenji: !! *whistles and follows him around*
Endou: *beams when he saw kidou and also follows him around with Gouenji*
Kidou:
Kidou:
Kidou: *irritated* What?! You've seen them a million times!
Endou: We've also seen the sunset a million times!!
Gouenji: *nods as he admires Kidou's bare face*
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More brain rot on husband + wife duo because I can- and no one can stop me AHAHAHAH
Tw: implied kidnapping, manipulation, restrained in chair at some point
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Husband is very stoic and doesn’t express his emotions well. So instead he likes doing things for you, or simply caring for you.
Man’s gonna go out in - 25 C/- 13 F degrees to get those fucking groceries for you- or anything really. “…I got the 3 screws you were asking for, candy.”
He likes doing things that maybe the average man wouldn’t do- brushing your hair or clipping your nails. He’s just like that. No he’s not totally creepy when he does it with his intense stare-
He’s the type person to willingly dress up as the princess so you can be the other character of the fairy tale. No he will not put on makeup.
The first time he sees you with his clothes (ex. his coat when it’s freezing cold) his brain chemistry straight up rearranged entirely. He’s constantly telling you to put on his coats/jackets when you’re cold.
If he does the laundry, then he’s putting some of his shirts or other things into your section. If wife does it, then he’s telling her to put his clothes with yours-
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Wife. We love wife. She’s constantly cooing over you and covering your face in kisses. Every time she leaves for work, she leaves with a hug and nuzzle to both you and husband.
She’s very chef. She can cook a gourmet meal like it’s the simplest thing ever. If you’re a picky eater, she somehow manages to make multiple dishes out of your tolerable foods.
Shopping. She loves shopping. She’ll buy you clothes, anything of your interest, or a chair that she claims “It looked comfortable enough for you to sit on your ‘bad’ days!”
She’s actually very manipulative. Constantly bashing people, but in a concerned tone. She’ll say your friends are kind of toxic, but justify that she’s just concerned.
She loves what she likes to call “Spa Days”. Literally it’s just her doing her nails and snuggling with you (and yours too if you do nails). Or putting on them silly face masks while watching some comedy.
Supports anything you do. Your interests are important to her. And she takes it to heart. She is your #1 fan.
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Bad days are days when you’re being ‘bad’ to them.
Basically, if you reject them in any way or form.
They tie you up to a chair, and basically try to coax you how much they love you, and care for you.
Wife will be manipulating you, trying to say your old life was worse than what you have now. “A loving home with me and him!”
Husband is hugging your leg, nuzzling into your stomach. Giving you a look that you know he’ll bring you right back if you try to escape. “Was the bed too small?”
(I CANT FUCKING STOP- ITS ALL RUSHING TO ME)
- Celina, an indulgent little shit.
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