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bugs1nmybrain · 8 months

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Mommy's Boy: Shigaraki x Fem!Reader~Mommy Kink~☆•°♡☆°●♡

As always, Minors do NOT interact!

I remember saying how I thought writing Shigaraki fucking you in front of Dabi was out of pocket, but I've pretty much thrown all humility out the window at this point. Upsidaisy.

Updated: Nov 26th, 2023

Traits about the reader: Medium to big boobs, curvy, thick thighs, implied to be either shigaraki's age (20 in this) or older, implied to be on birth control, bad at playing video games

Notes: NSFW/smut, mommy kink, sub/switch Shigaraki, fem reader, shy and moody Shigaraki???????, Shigaraki loves boobs, awkward reader and Shigaraki interactions, spanking (reader receiving), tit sucking, vulgar language, mutual masturbation, slight degrading, a sprinkle of praise, hair pulling (Tomura receiving), no condom, reader and Shigaraki play GTA 5 in the beginning, kinda cringe tbh, season 4 era Shigaraki

I know each of my fics always end right after sex I'm so sorry. I'm going to have to get better at some plot after sex because I feel like it's so cliché.

"You suck!"

Unfortunately for you and Shigaraki, there was only one controller for the PlayStation. He had wanted a gaming date but there wasn't much you two could do together, so you had compromised by taking turns on GTA (story mode by your request).

Tomura watched as you continued to knock into every car in your line of view. You'd back out of a car you had hit only to knock into another. When you finally made it to a mission that required shooting, you were doing halfway ok, but only because of the auto-aim mechanics to be completely honest. However, the cops just showed up, and now it was you (Trevor), Franklin, and Lamar against a shit load of police. Shigaraki hoped and prayed you'd start catching on, but you just kept on dying.

"GTA 5 is easy! How are you fucking up this bad?" Shigaraki ponders in a near-genuine tone.

"It's been a while! I haven't played for maybe over 6 months."

"It's not even hard whatsoever, I don't get this. Give me a turn."

"You played like 4 minutes ago."

"Yes, but you're bad at this and it's making my head hurt. Give me that stupid controller," Tomura, without your input, snatches the controller out of your hand and plows through the mission for you with ease. You slouch on his shoulder and mope, your feelings hurt by your own pathetic gaming abilities.

"Maybe we should do something that we could both do. Why do I want to just sit here and watch you play GTA all night?" You whine. Shiggy responds with an annoyed groan.

"Take it then! It's not my fault you're shit at this. Maybe try a strangers and freaks mission," Shigaraki drops the controller on your lap. You breathe in and set your waypoint to Vinewood Boulevard. Tomura observes you drive so cautiously that it's almost worse to watch you drive so slow than to smash into cars.

Tomura sighs in agitation and slumps his chest against your back, wrapping his arms around your soft tummy and burying his face in the crook of your neck. He hugs you tight as he watches you fuck up your game and turns his attention away from your awful playthrough to something that he'd consider you to take more pride in.

Tomura glances at the v-neck of your black shirt that looked like his, only short-sleeved. He allows himself to look at your tits while you're distracted. He's had some pretty good self-restraint today, he'd say, as the push-up you were wearing was driving him fucking crazy. They looked so hot and the complexion of your skin gave them a lovely glow. He felt like a pathetic little bitchboy, wanting nothing more than to touch them and bury his face in your tits. It was a good thing you were so distracted by GTA because he was scoping the terrain out to plot his next move.

He felt embarrassed. The two of you have had sex many times, but he still felt annoying to want to appreciate your tits. Would he seem like a little bitch with mommy issues or something? Oh well, you were his girlfriend, right? If you didn't like it then you'd need to find a better toy to play with, though the thought fueled his blood because Shigaraki hadn't ever found anyone that took interest in him like you did.

There was no helping it. He was already growing a boner and you were already feeling it press against your ass as you sat in his lap.

"Tomura?"

He felt a shock surge through him, knowing full well why you were calling his name. So he didn't answer.

"Tomura, are you okay?" You giggle teasingly.

Don't do this to him, he thought. This was supposed to be a simple gaming night. But who was he kidding? 9 times out of 10 your dates ended in kind of sex.

"What gives you the impression that I'm not?" He says in an embarrassed tone. Was he feeling flustered? Cutie.

"Because something's poking me."

"Haha."

You laugh, a little surprised that he's not trying to come back with some cocky monologue like he always does. You turn around to face him to see the cutest scowl on his face. He's clearly frustrated and the boner in his pants only makes it cuter. You take it upon yourself to straddle his lap, resting on his thin frame with your thick thighs. The outline of your crotch presses against his bulge and he grunts in response.

"What's wrong, Tomura?" You coo at him and begin stroking his hair tenderly. You're going to kill him, he swears. His gaze stays stuck on the TV screen as your player stands outside of the Los Santos hospital, but you turn his face to look at you instead. "Why are you being so moody?"

"Your tits have been distracting me all day," he pouts with a flustered face, his eyes now making their way toward your cleavage.

The immediate cackle you respond with almost softens Shiggy's cock all the way, feeling insulted.

"I'm serious," he says with a grumpy voice.

"Really? Is that all, baby?" You smirk with a nurturing voice.

"Pretty much."

Taking Tomura's neck, you kiss his nape gently. He cups your hips with his hands, leaving some fingers up so as to not harm the only person who has both shown him love as well as not piss him off to no end (well, for the most part). You begin grinding on his cock which creates heavy, frustrated sighs from him.

You continue to play with Tomura's hair, messaging his scalp in between your fingers. He tilts his head backwards with a drawn-out whine as if he hasn't been touched in his whole life. That notion wasn't entirely false, before you Tomura hadn't received physical affection like this from anyone and assumed he never would because of his quirk. You were such a lucky catch for him. Maybe it was why he was hesitant to say his needs, he was scared he'd weird you out and that you'd ditch him.

Damn, when did he start caring about how somebody else would feel about his actions?

"What's wrong?" You ask caringly.

"I told you what's wrong."

"Oh, right. What can I do to make it better?"

"Mm.." Shigaraki stares at your chest and back up to you, hoping that you would pick up on his desires without him having to say it. He felt so cringy right now, like a little subby boy begging for access to your tits.

He gives up on trying to be nice when you continue to play dumb. You were doing it on purpose, for sure. A part of you loved seeing Tomura shy and polite like this, as he was usually so abrasive. He tugs on the V of your shirt and whispers in your ear, "are you too numb to get the idea?"

"And what's that?" You banter.

"Bitch. What am I supposed to tell you? That I want to suck on your tits?"

"Is that what you want?"

"Shut up!!"

"It's okay," You laugh. "You don't have to be embarrassed. I know you've got mommy issues."

"What of it? Is that a problem for you?"

"No," you giggle. "Do you need me to spoil you, baby?"

"Ew."

"I'm trying."

Tomura cackles, his broody demeanor. He squeezes your love handles and buries his face in your neck again.

"It's not my fault that you've got the body of a MILF. How am I supposed to react?"

"Wow, what a compliment."

"It is a compliment," Shigaraki snickers as he begins kissing your neck and down your chest. His hands travel from your love handles up to your waist, gripping like his life depended on it. "So, are you going to let me indulge or what?"

You giggle are stroke his long hair as he hums in question, embarrassed by his request, but somehow honored.

"Knock yourself out."

"Mmm, thank you mommy.."

"Oh my god you didn't just say that."

"Just roll with it."

Shigaraki takes a finger and tugs at your V-neck, but is disappointed at your bra. He reaches underneath to unclasp the back and yanks it out from your shirt. His attention focuses back on your tits. Tomura pulls your collar down to reveal one. He wastes no time and begins sucking tenderly. You can feel his cock growing more inside his pants, so you start grinding on the fabric, causing him to grunt while your tit is in his mouth.

Tomura pulls the other breast out from your shirt, taking a moment to gawk at them before going for the other. He teases your other nipple with his fingers. You hadn't realized how sensitive your tits really were as his tongue was flickering against your nipple causing a dripping arousal to seep through your underwear. You whine at the pleasure.

"Is this making you feel good baby?" You ask sultrily to Tomura. He responds with an eager "Mhm" and continues sucking. After what seemed like forever he lifts his head up and pulls your face down to kiss him, his saliva-coated mouth being a lovely adhesive between your lips.

"Your tits are so cute, mommy.."

"When did I consent to this mommy treatment?" You giggle.

"You're literally the one who told me I have mommy issues! Don't make me feel like shit for this."

"I'm not!" you laugh. "I'm just teasing."

You kiss him and continue to tug at his hair, "Does my baby boy need mommy to take good care of him?"

"Yes please.."

"Please, who?"

"Please mommy.."

"Mm.." You lift off of his lap and take your leggings and shirt off, leaving your full figure out for him. He puts up a finger to signal "wait" and reaches over to his bag on the floor and pulls out his special gloves. Fuck what would he do without them? He needs his hand condoms if he's gonna thoroughly make love with you.

"You're so sexy," he says, trailing his fingers to your wet cunt as he begins stroking your clit. You whimper in excitement and begin to pull down his pants. His cute cock slips out, standing proud with pre-cum already leaking out from the tip. As he continues toying with your pussy, you stroke his sensitive cock which creates lovely scratchy moans from his throat.

"God..that's it...," Shigaraki his horny, pulsing cock out on your clit, rubbing circles on it rapidly. You moan out lightly, grinding your clit against his fingers to create more friction. You rub his dick in fast as he submissively cries out in pleasure. Your clit twitches in familiar waves of pleasure once he begins sucking on your tit again.

"Is mommy gonna cum?" Tomura teases, releasing his mouth from your breast to only go to the other.

"Mhm!"

The look on his face when you began falling onto him as you came was unlike him. Tomura snickers in pride, pulling you in for a kiss while you kept stroking his cock.

"I think you deserve some privileges," you coo at him, and you sit on his lap yet again.

"I do? Have I been a good boy?"

"Mhm. Very good boy."

You circle your groin around Tomura's leaking cock as he whines out in pleading.

"Please, mommy..."

"Please mommy what?"

"Fuck me. Fuck me mommy, pleaaaase...."

With a pleasant hum in your throat, you reach down to rub Tomura's cock, then inserting it inside of your dripping cunt. Tomura groans loudly at your gooey, wet walls and attempts to push his cock deeper into you, begging for you to fuck him. To his satisfaction, to begin to bounce on his cock in rhythm, and Tomura swears you're going to drive him insane.

"Mm..does my baby boy like this? Does he feel good?"

"Fuck, yes...," Shigaraki moans. He watches intently as your tits bounce while you fuck him. He smacks your ass in frustration, shocking you.

"I guess I'm a bad boy, then. Are you gonna punish me?" He chuckles maniacally.

"Tomura, that wasn't very nice of you," you squeal, pulling at his hair in response.

Without speaking you begin bouncing on him in a quicker pace than before. Shigaraki holds around your waist tight as he thrusts, trying to savor every inch of your pussy. You were so fucking tight, but so wet too. Your cunt always made him leak, but tonight it was driving him mad.

"..fuck me...fuck me harder, mommy!"

"MmmMM! Fuck! God, mommy, you're gonna milk me.."

You oblige, hopping on him while you clench your walls, purposely trying to milk him.

"That's it, baby. Cum for me. Cum inside of mommy's pussy."

You definitely didn't have to tell him twice. Tomura sufficates himself into your neck as he holds you tight, fucking you until he finally cums deep. His orgasm is intense and long, as he continues to pump you full of cum for many seconds.

Panting and sweating, Shigaraki kisses you once more before you lift your pussy off of his cock, cum oozing out onto his lap. He snuggles in your arms and you stroke his hair. He whines from his cock that's still throbbing after his orgasm.

"Did that feel good, baby?" You ask with a nurturing tone, kissing his scrunkly forehead.

"Uh-huh...I don't know if I've ever came that hard."

"Mommy told you she'd take good care of you."

"Okay stop it. That shit is over and done with," he laughs and flicks your forehead. You rest your head down on his chest while he holds you tight, breathing heavily as he pets your skin.

"I love you," Tomura says and kisses your head as he yawns, sleepy from his orgasm.

"I love you too, Tomura."

"Next time Daddy's gonna have to do something special for you."

#shigaraki tomura #Shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki smut

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dmercer91 · 9 months

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in your arms i feel at peace | look after you, tz11

in which trevor is your shoulder to cry on

don't let those super fluffy pictures of z fool you, this is sad as fuck (and dialogue heavy)

when i first started this account i figured i'd be doing mostly nsfw and look at me!!! every character i write has mommy issues :)

also send in for this au pls and thank you ill give you a vital organ

"someone's in a good mood," trevor mumbled behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you made breakfast for the two of you. nobody else was awake yet, and it was nice to just have some quiet time with him.

in just a couple weeks you’d become great friends, and you found yourself glued to him or to a book all day every day

“my mom asked if i wanted to go shopping with her today, it’s been a while since we’ve done something like that,” you explained, not clocking the look of worry on trevor’s face

you were over the moon that your mom wanted to spend time with you, one on one. this was your chance to bond with her now that you were closer to being an adult

your chance to fix things and have her treat you as an individual

you figured your mom saw today the same, that she might change. maybe she wouldn’t undermine your issues, compare them to her own

maybe she’d offer you help rather than argue that she was worse off

maybe she’d buy you things you actually like rather than force you to dress like she wanted - professional and proper so that you would be taken more seriously

trevor could tell that you thought today would change some things, and he wasn’t quite sure what to think of it

he knew your relationship with your mom wasn’t great. he knew your relationship with your whole family was less than ideal, actually.

he was a little nervous to see where the day went, but for now? you were excited, and he loved that for you

that excitement didn’t last long

he had a feeling he’d be left picking up the broken pieces of your heart whenever you got back

the feeling was right

but, he didn’t think it’d be this bad.

you were yelling as you walked through the door, your mom poker faced and unimpressed, almost rolling her eyes as she told you to calm down

“would you quit being a brat? there are other people in this house!”

trevor watched from the bottom of the stairs as you paused, laughing to yourself

“right. other people. you know what, mom?” you left space for her to answer you despite the question being rhetorical, but she just crossed her arms

challenging you to say what it was that was on your mind

“i don’t want to be your daughter anymore. from here on out, i am a stranger to you, i am the other people you’re so worried about looking your best for” you smiled softly

your moms face fell from amused to confused, thinking you’d do what you normally did - cry, and then accept any offer to rekindle your relationship in hopes that this time, she’d be a mom to you.

“you’re a pathetic excuse for a mother and i was just a kid. i didn’t- i don’t deserve to be tangled in this stupid, one sided vendetta you have against me for just existing,” your tone was level, you weren’t yelling anymore

your mom scoffed, trying to hold up a cold exterior while facing the reality that she was losing the only person who’d do anything for her

the person who, at seven years old, helped her move out of your dads house after the divorce

the person who didn’t question that you were moving in with a man you’d never met before

the person who cleaned the whole house regularly so that she wouldn’t have to stress about it

the person who helped her with laundry because her boyfriend refused

the person who defended her when he was drunk

the person who let her cry on your shoulder when owen wanted to stay with your dad for some time

the person who didn’t do the same because you didn’t want to hurt her feelings

the person who offers to do anything and everything for her because you know she works a lot

the person who forgives quickly and tries to forget, cause that’s your mom and you believed she could be better

the person who shuts up when you’re feeling down because you don’t want to put more things on her

the person who drops anything you’re feeling cause when you bring it up, suddenly she feels worse than you about that same thing and she needs you to lean on

the person who after seventeen years, has finally given up

you’ve given up.

“don’t you think that’s a little dramatic, y/n?” you smiled with a shake of your head, a tear falling down your face

“that’s kinda the problem, isn’t it? if i was any less emotional you might have me checked for psychopathy.

my whole life you let owen walk all over me. demean me over and over, and of course i cried, i was eight years old.

every time i tried to say something you’d tell me i was too emotional, that he treated me like shit on the bottom of his shoe because it was easy and i reacted too much

that wasn’t the truth. you just didn’t want to deal with it. you were annoyed that i was crying.

regardless i believed you because you were meant to be my mother

the bullying never stopped but every single time i just walked away and suddenly i wasn’t emotional enough for you

i was uncomfortable in my own home and that meant i was rude and blunt and i needed to smile sometimes cause i seemed like a bitch

you made me into that and i think it’s time someone lets you know so you can get the fuck off your high horse, cause we all know you think you’re a great mother”

she clenched her jaw and opened her mouth to speak, but you cut her off

“i’m not done.

news flash, buying me things at the mall just to soften the blow of you being a massive cunt doesn’t make you a good mother

putting a roof over my head and feeding me doesn’t make you a good mother, it just allows you to keep your kids.

so, again. you’re gonna start treating me like a stranger

because it’s not hard to see how insecure you are about how random people see you on the outside

you put up this mask of perfection for people who don’t even know you and never will, but you don’t give a single fuck how your own child sees you on the inside

i’m done being an extension of you to torment and compare yourself to, and i’m staying here wether you like it or not.

i’m here as a friend of quinn’s, now. as a friend of the family’s. this is not my family,”

the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop

“don’t be disrespectful, y/n. i do a lot for you. i bought you summer clothes today!” you bit the inside of your cheek, filing through you head to look for any memory of her that wasn’t tainted by it’s true purpose, and you couldn’t.

“you didn’t listen to a word i said, huh? figures,”

when you turned and the first thing you saw was trevor, looking at you from the staircase, every bit of yourself willed to not let the dam break until you were alone, with him.

you walked right into him, clinging onto him and pressing your face tight into his neck

he reciprocated the second you were near, taking you into his arms and squeezing you tight, cupping your head and rubbing your back

he helped you up the stairs and towards the door to his room, holding your hand until you got to his bed and he could pull you back into his arms, on his lap.

"what happened, sunshine?" he murmured, letting you comb your fingers through his hair to try and keep yourself calm

it didn't work all that well, tears already streaming down your face now that you were in the comfort of his room, alone where you felt you wouldn't be judged.

your reply was muffled by his shoulder, where you'd pressed your jaw to try and keep your cries quiet

"she wanted me to go back home."

trevor furrowed his eyebrows and traced patterns on your leg with his fingers, knowing you'd open up when you were ready.

you took a minute to calm your breathing, explaining everyhting.

that originally you wanted to spend the summer at home with your dad because you knew you'd be isolated here, that quinn had other friends and you couldn't steal him away from everyone for the whole offseason.

that you got put in your place before the drive down to michigan and told that ellen needed you there to help around the house and that you could just be helpful 'this one time'

that ellen hadn't made you touch a thing all summer, the only time you did a chore was when you made yourself and him a snack, so you knew your mom just wanted you here to be a servant

that when you met him, you were finally happy in michigan and you were actually looking forward to the summer and getting to know him, spending some more time with jack and luke now that you had someone in common

that today, the shopping trip was just a cover up, your mom spoiling you before telling you - not asking - that you were going back home to house sit until the offseason was over

that you were naive at first, that you thought your mom grew a heart and that she was giving you an out due to you wanting to stay back home weeks ago

that you quickly saw through that

that your mom told you that owen had been excited to meet the team usa guys, trevor especially, and that you were getting in the way of your brother having the offseason experience he wanted

that you were going to be miserable the whole summer, but now that you've found a happy place in michigan, you were told to go home and be miserable there instead

that she wanted you isolated all summer. that was her plan.

and after you let it all out to him, you just started sobbing, and you couldn't stop

trevor did his best to soothe you, mumbling sweet nothings and reassuring you that ellen wanted you at the lake house and that he knew she'd let you stay

"i don't know what i could've done to make her hate me so much," you croaked, balling his shirt up into your fists and pulling him closer

“you didn’t do anything, sunshine. there’s nothing in the world you could’ve done to deserve that, you were just a kid. n’ you’re an angel, you know? like heaven on earth, it’s not your fault,” he whispered, cradling the back of your head

you looked up into his eyes from your spot on his shoulder, eyes uncertain and still overflowing with tears

“i know you don’t believe me, it’s okay,” he slid his thumb back and forth along your hair, kissing you on the temple.

you adjusted your head to get closer to him, still keeping your eyes on his

sniffling slightly, you took his other hand and toyed with his fingers, gaze eventually falling there as your tears slowed and nose cleared up

“thank you, trev, that-“ he cut you off with a kiss, catching you a little off guard

still, you pulled away with a smile, holding his jaw with the hand you’d had gripping his shirt

“that’s really sweet.” you finished, fresh tears falling from your face

he moved to wipe them, brushing his thumb against your nose gently

“of course, my sunshine,”

you hugged him, using both arms to wrap around him and squeeze tight, him returning the favour

“i’m all yours for the rest of the day, hm? maybe we can sneak off on the boat? bring some snacks, blankets n’ your laptop for movies and make a day out of it,”

you nodded happily, becoming pliant in his arms with a dumb smile

“that sounds perfect, z,”

he went to kiss you again, but the door cracked open mid lean-in and you jumped apart like it was an affair

it was ellen, now grinning to herself at the sight in front of her

“i figured you’d be in here. can we talk?”

you blushed, nodding.

“yeah, auntie el, just-“

“i’ll go,” trevor cut you off, ruffling your hair and placing a kiss on your cheek

#e’s fics #look after you au !#trevor zegras #trevor zegras x reader #hockey imagine #nhl imagine #anaheim ducks

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pussycattrevor · 2 months

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There’s the running joke of Trevor having mommy issues and it’s really kinda sad that it’s just seen as a joke. Trevor is an extremely tragic character when you step back and look at him. When we see his mother show up, the way she talks to him is terrible and it’s very evident that he has internalized this, especially in the way he talks to Ron and Wade. Being traumatized and made to feel insignificant and powerless turned him into someone who likes to feel some sort of control over himself and others. And that careless anger is definitely from her. Then if you think about the rampage cutscenes, almost Everytime Trevor loses his cool it’s over someone calling him a mother fucker. I think the worst one is the one where he responds “It’s not fucking legally fucking if there’s no penetration.” I’m not sure how else this line is supposed to be interpreted other than Trevor was sexually abused by his mother. It just fills me with a very sad feeling to see people just boil him down to being “insane” or “sociopathic” which isn’t really accurate. He is very much a victim of abuse.

#gta v #trevor philips #I want to do a whole character dissection of him #he’s such a well written and deep character :(((#I hate that he just became the crazy guy to a lot of the ppl who played the game

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linguist-in-a-blanket · 2 months

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I saw so many BBC Ghosts fans here trashing the American version that I finally gave up and watched the original.

Well, thanks, I hate it.

Some of the plots were more amusing, yes. I personally liked how the sister story played off. I mean, when in American version we see Jo from Mythic Quest show up with that "nice" smile for one episode, we know what's up from the first second. When it's a seemingly genuine woman who has a couple of episodes to actually earn Alison's and our trust, it's much better. I also liked most of the ones that didn't make it into the remake.

But the core of this premise is characters. And British characters... They're just bad, I'm sorry, they're bad. They are all one note! There is no arc for anybody! Even the most annoying one, Thomas! His whole thing is that he doesn't know what boundaries or consent are, and this goes on for five seasons! Come on, man! Trevor in the American version has charisma, and he comes a long way in just 2 and half seasons we've seen him. This all really makes up for him being a huge jerk: at least he's a lovable jerk, plus he changes. Julian is not lovable at all, Thomas never changes, he's the same since episode 1 till the finale one. Why should we care about two one-note jerks? Flower has a lot about herself aside from being not-all-here: sex-drive, pacifism, commitment issues, basketball, backstories about at least three close people from her life (two boyfriends and brother)... Kitty is just a stupid cutie who is not-all-here, nothing else.

And this drives me to my next point. Such one-note characters without any development simply cannot have a deep connection. Nobody likes each other in this show. I've seen a lot of takes that American ghosts and Sam are friends, while British ghosts and Alison are family. Well, if you mean an abusive family that you can't get away from, that never gives you any good feelings, sure. But do we really need that? Whom of the ghosts does Alison actually like? She hates Thomas and Fanny (never has this realization about her unrealized motherly feelings, and Fanny herself never realizes why she is like she is and how she can change), she doesn't understand Robin (after spending a day with him and learning what he knows, she just gives him to Fanny as a pet), at the very best she pities Kitty. The only one who actually likes Alison as a person is Kitty, but she has her own projections, she is like a duckling who saw the first person near them and said "mommy". She's actually not much better than Thomas in that way, same level of neediness and clinginess, just more lovable than him, and it's not sexual harrassment, more... platonic harrassment? Yay?..

By the way, Alison also doesn't change. Whenever she sees a new ghost in a new place, she is creeped out. This was okay in the beginning, but after living in a house with 9+ ghosts for a couple of years, she is still creeped out by others! Oh, I'm so sorry for your inconvenience, mam, this guy just, you know, didn't have anybody to see him or talk to him in a couple of centuries, but no, no big deal, sure. Sam is fascinated by her gift, she is always happy to explore and talk to new ghosts, Alison just finds it weird and unsettling, even after, what, five years? Girl, you are a fucking superhero! Talk to the invisible people, damn you!

Sure, it could be about not being able to change, especially after you're dead, but then... why? Why should we look at bad people who stay bad, and most importantly, why should we look at them for five seasons?

When Alison weighed pros and cons for staying, she put "ghosts" in both columns. I'm sorry, but why? We almost never see her enjoying their company, almost never see the ghosts helping her (which is petty, but when American ghosts did this for Sam a couple of first times, that's when she warmed up to them)... They are always an incovenience for Alison. Never do they respect any boundaries, all they can do is do one big gesture (song, dance, theater) and move on to being annoying and needy. Never can they hear "no", never can they respect what she asks of them.

Sam says a lot of times she can't leave the ghosts, and I believe her. Even Jay loves the American ghosts! Sam has this whole group of friends and enjoys their company. They all have connections with each other and with the livings. British don't, they move in a pack and look for somebody to annoy, be that Alison or that poor neighbor ghost.

#cbs ghosts #bbc ghosts #ghosts cbs #ghosts bbc

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starry-hughes · 3 months

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so disappointed in him until she knows the story

what happened??

she just gets a call that chase pushed someone to the ground at school. she leaves work and rushes to the school. charlie knows trevor is out of town until later this afternoon.

“we want her son to be expelled,” the other parents sneer as soon as charlie enters the office. chase sits quietly next to charlie. “now mr and mrs rogers, let’s calm down.”

“i’m sorry, what exactly happened?” charlie asks. “he pushed him down and he almost broke his arm!”

“chase zegras. look at me,” she says facing her son, “tell me what happened.”

“nothing.”

“chase.”

“he was bothering stephen and throwing sand at kaley. he said kaley couldn’t be a hockey player since she’s a girl.”

charlie nods before standing. “i assume chase will be ready to come into school tomorrow, i’ll be taking him home for the day.”

“mrs zegras we need to address the violence, it could be attributed to your husband’s job-”

charlie whips her head around. “i’m sorry but don’t say that. chase was handling bullying that your shit school ever has.”

“the student handbook says-”

“oh you piece of shit. if you cared what the handbook said, you would have helped the other kids and protect them. and i have decided that we most likely will be reconsidering contributing to the school fund.”

charlie looks at the other parents. “i hope your son is okay, i know you can’t exactly solve the issue of bad parenting over night.”

their mouths fall open and charlie swipes chase’s bag from the ground and knocks over pencils in a cup on the desk of the principal. that wasn’t intended but it makes the exit better.

chase doesn’t say anything until they are in the car. “mommy? are you okay?”

“yes baby, let’s go home.”

after a beat of silence, he speaks up “can i tell dad what happened?”

#charlie and trevor

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chloe12801 · 4 months

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Honest question.

Why are you into Trevor?

Well, idk a lot of factors I guess.

I like his rugged exterior, his chaos and erraticness. He’s dangerous, interesting, I think he’s funny. He has a good taste in music. Has some good viewpoints oddly enough (“and that, in a nutshell, is why trickle down economics is a load of shit”). He has a child-like side I find cute (playing with his impotent rage action figures, for example). He’s the type to be down bad for everyone he’s slightly into and I would love to have someone be that obsessed with me. He’s voiced and visually based off of Steven Ogg, who is an attractive man to me. I personally imagine he’d be good intimately just based off of vibe. He has similar issues to me, like abandonment issues. He wouldn’t be the one to leave in a relationship, they’d have to leave him if he really cared about them, he’s loyal. He’s a very broken person, I’m often attracted to that bc I want to comfort and help. He’s bi/pan/whatever and as a bisexual myself I’m very fond of that.

Doesn’t help that I’m a mentally ill Lana Del Rey stan who has mommy issues and a penchant for older men already either x

#cafa #cafa oc #he’s just a disaster #I’m also a disaster #I like that #trevor philips #gta v

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je5hko · 11 months

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GTA HEADCANONS‼️‼️

these been living in my head rent free since january

Back in the day, Michael and Trevor tried to exchange clothes, but M would stretch T’s clothes too much, that they started to look funny on him. (Mostly t-shirts). So Trev started to wear bigger sizes in case the money situation got worse, and they didn’t have much clothing. (Even when Michael abandoned him, he never stopped to wear oversized clothes)

Lamar is a sucker for old photos, for example: he kept all of the pictures of him, Tonya and Franklin together in highschool, puppy chop, all that.

Trevor gave Michael lice, so he shaved his head. He couldn’t stand the itching.

Franklin’s favourite food is beacon flavoured lays

Trevor’s favourite food is peanut m&m (Michael HATES them)

Michael’s favourite food is antidepressants

Trevor was first to notice Tracey’s bulimia, and asked her to talk about it to her therapist. He still sees her as a little girl, genuinely cares about her.

Whenever T and Tracey spend time together, he would let her paint his nails. Brad once made fun of him having them painted pink, and Trev punched him right in the jaw.

T would steal little things for Tracey, such as nail polish, plushies, etc.

Michael would go on cigarette walks when he couldn’t sleep. Insomnia kicked his ass hard.

Trevor NEVER sleeps. Trevor had, and still has, a nightmares about his family (mostly parents). Whenever he and Michael would sleep together in one bed at motel, he would wake up in the middle of the night and hug Mikey as tight as he could, silently sobbing. Of course, Michael wakes up most of the time when he hugs him. He asked about Trevs nightmares twice: 1st time he asked, was when he and T were just simply laying down, and the only response he got, was a solid punch in the face. Second time, was when they were both drunk, high, (whatever) and were venting to each other about theirs families. Trev told him about his relationship with family, his mommy issues and these nightmares he’s been having. After that night, Michael decided to never ask again about his dreams, and also promised to himself, that he would comfort Trevor every single time when he’d be having nights like these. Michael got used to random tight hugs, and Trevor got used to having someone to hug to when having nightmares. 

After Michael abandoned him, he tried to stay awake for as long as his organism could last, took lots of drugs that kept him awake, so he didn't have to deal with these stupid memories. But one night he had to sleep, and these nightmares came back, even stronger. Now not only his family haunted him in his sleep, but Michael was there too.

THATS ALL FOR NOW!! LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT MORE

#trevor phillips #gta fanart #trevor philips #michael de santa #gta v headcannon #gta 5 #t/m #trikey #grand theft auto v #headcanon

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rfxiii · 10 months

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Being in a relationship with the North Yankton Trio-

(TW: for angst, drug use, suggestive themes, alcohol mention, canon typical Trevor grossness)

Michael Townley:

Will be gone for weeks, maybe even a month at a time. And when he comes back he won’t want to talk about what he’s done while he was away. He just wants to hold you and lay on the couch or in bed for the first few hours after he gets home.

It will be impossible to get him out of bed early- Michael loves sleeping in, so don’t expect to go anywhere before around 8:30am. While he doesn’t get much sleep, he doesn’t like waking up early.

Speaking of sleeping, Michael has terrible nightmares. In the North Yankton era, his nightmares aren’t as bad as when he moves to Los Santos, but they’re still bad. Be careful trying to wake him up at night, or trying to jostle him awake from his nightmares- he’d never intentionally hurt you, but he wakes up violently.

Movie dates are a must- you don’t even have to go out to the cinema or anything, he’s just happy with microwave popcorn and a VHS.

Has bad bouts of depression. Some days he’ll lay in bed all day- he won’t shower or eat. And other times, he’ll drag himself out of bed, but something simple like a misplaced shoe or dropping a plate will have him snapping. He drinks a lot more during these times and may even slip into old habits of drug use that he’d tried to leave behind after you guys got together.

Likes going on drives. Sometimes, when the night is slow and you’re both just sitting on the couch, he’ll ask you to go for a ride with him. You can drive for hours sometimes with nothing but his hand on your thigh and soft, classic rock playing through the speakers.

Car sex. Pulling over in a field or off some unused dirt road and messing around- the headlights off and the radio up as you ride him in the backseat.

He’ll bring you home flowers after he’s gone for a while or after he’s had a bad bout of drinking. It’s almost impossible to get him to verbally apologize, but gifts and softer words are his best attempts at showing he does feel bad.

Because of the previous cocaine usage and his current drinking addiction, it’s incredibly difficult for him to get hard. That being said, when he’s not using Mollis or something similar to help him get it up, he’s still extremely generous with his hands and mouth. Not a big fan of toys though as he gets almost jealous and feels like you’d try to replace him with them when his fingers and tongue can do just as well.

All in all, dating Michael is full of ups and downs, but he genuinely tries his best to be a good man and a good partner, despite his flaws.

Trevor Philips:

The sex! Oh my god, the sex! He’s relentless. You don't see each other for weeks or months at a time, so when he gets home you’d better clear any plans you have for at least a week.

Toys, ropes, handcuffs, restraints, knives and guns (unloaded), exhibitionism, and any other thing you can think of (no matter how fucked up)- he’s down.

His mommy kink- it is what it is. You love it or you hate it, but it’s a part of him and there’s nothing you can do to change it, so get ready.

Loves being cuddled. No matter where you’re at- on the couch, in bed, standing in line at the grocery store, he’s gonna come up to you and want you to hold him. He’s super clingy. But with his almost debilitating abandonment issues, it’s understandable.

Getting him to shower is an Olympic event. He stinks like 80% of the time, and his hair is greasy, and clothes go unwashed until you can wrestle them away and clean them yourself. But when you can manage to wash him, he loves taking showers together (shower sex), and likes letting you (just you) touch his mullet and brush it out.

He’s a drug addict, you had to have known it before you settled into a long term relationship. That being said, you have to deal with all of it- his breakdowns that leave him sobbing and snot nosed, his angry explosions where he screams, calls you names, and throws things, or worst of all, when you find him passed out and unsure if he’s OD’ing or dead. It’s painful and turbulent, and you have to constantly remind yourself that you love him and that’s why you stay.

He drools in his sleep, and snores too. He can fall asleep practically anywhere, and when he finally does crash after days of being up, he’s out for hours and hours.

He will occasionally get so high and drunk that he’ll accidentally wet himself or vomit in his sleep. Most of the time he’s on the floor, but sometimes he’ll make it to bed and you’ll have to strip the sheet, and occasionally his clothes, while he’s still asleep because he won’t wake up for anything when he’s that far gone. It’s genuinely almost sad that this happens, and even more worrying.

It’s not all bad though. He’s a lot of fun when he’s not super messed up. He loves taking you out to bars, getting drunk, and dancing/singing together, or going out and climbing up buildings to sit on roofs and watch the stars. Sometimes he likes to park his car out by the local airport and point out different aircrafts to you as they take off.

His mother.. Holy shit. She’ll show up once every few months to a year, after she’s been released from her latest prison stint, or when she needs something. She treats him like scum, and he’s always in tears, having a full breakdown by the time she leaves. But god forbid you say anything bad about her, it would only start an argument. So, the most you can do is hold him and tell him how much you love him and how you promise not to leave.

He’ll get bursts of utter, playful energy at random. He could be laying on the couch while you do dishes, and suddenly, something inside him will compel him to sprint across the room, pick you up, and spin you around. It’s insanely cute.

In the end, dating Trevor is a chaotic roller coaster. But frankly, you probably knew that before getting with him. It takes a special kind of person to keep up with him and keep their head around him, but if you can do it there will definitely be rewarding moments that will make it all worthwhile.

Brad Snider:

Behind Trevor, he’s the clingiest person. Always holding your hand, has his arms wrapped around you from behind, wraps you up in his jacket with him. He’s stuck to you like glue.

Loves to tell you everything he did while he was off pulling a score- even the violent, bloody, messed up stuff. He doesn’t really have a verbal filter, and gets surprised when you're shocked by his stories. If you don’t wanna hear about it, you have to clearly express this beforehand.

Loves getting his hair pet. It stays pretty tangled since he pulls it up in a bun or ponytail immediately after he showers in the morning. But he doesn’t complain when you brush out the knots and run your fingers through it.

Likes when you wear his clothes. They’ll probably all be big on you- but when you wear his jacket, or his necklace, or one of his baggy hoodies, he’s incredibly happy. It’s like it really means you're his.

Soft, slow sex. You in his lap so he can look in your eyes and touch every part of you. He’s clingy, after all. He loves having his hands on you always.

Will sometimes disappear with Trevor for extended amounts of time. His drug habits aren’t nearly as bad as Trevor’s- but after being gone for a few days, he’ll stumble in late at night, strung out on meth or barely able to stand up from the heroin. If you look disappointed or yell at him, he will cry. And he’ll spend the next few days of his comedown begging for you to be close and hold him.

Cries when he gets too drunk. Either about sad shit, about how much he misses you when he’s gone, or because he’s so happy he’s with you and he can’t believe you love him.

When he gets mad and you fight, he forgets to control his mouth. He’d never hit you or try to physically hurt you in any way, but his words are sharper than anything. He can be cruel, and he won’t realize it until you start crying or lock yourself in your room. And he won’t apologize immediately- it takes him hours sometimes to calm down. But once he does, he’ll sit outside the closed bedroom with his back against the door, talking to you through the barrier and apologizing for every hateful word he said. He’ll say it won’t ever happen again, but you know it’s a lie.

Loves holding your hand, or when you sit on his lap, or let him carry you around. He’s tall, and he’s big, and he’s strong- he knows all that, and loves carrying you around, because despite what you weigh, it will still be effortless for him to pick you up.

Doesn’t understand why you worry for him so much when he leaves. He almost takes offense to it- like you don’t think he’s a good enough stick up artist. He just can’t wrap his brain around the fact that it has nothing to do with his skills, and more to do with the fact that he could be shot and killed everytime he goes to pull a score.

Out of the North Yankton Trio, Brad is probably the most “normal” one to be with. He’s calmer than Trevor and not as depressed and pent up as Michael. But he lacks a lot of emotional maturity, and can be cold and callous when he perceives that you’re wrong or that you don't believe he’s “as good as” M and T. But he can be sweet more often than not, and he truly does love you despite the fact that he’s a bit narcissistic and self absorbed.

#gta v #gta 5 #grand theft auto v #grand theft auto 5 #trevor philips #michael townley #brad snider

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rreskk · 1 year

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How about headcanons of Trevor having Mommy kink and having Daddy kink...?

(Sorry, I had to 😅)

---A/N: Ah, yes! Of course

HEADCANONS: Trevor having a mommy AND daddy kink

-First of all, we all know he has a mommy kink. The issues he has around his mother and FOR CHRISTS SAKES, he adores older women. People need to stop being pussies and admit that THIS MAN has a mommy kink LMFAO.

-Gets turned on when you call him: “Baby” “Honey” “My darling” “My lovely.”

-Loves when you treat him like a baby. He grows all submissive and will crave for cuddles and loves to “suck your tits.” Something about being in your arms while he’s looking up at you with admiration. He misses this love from his childhood and found a guilty pleasure in when growing older.

-Will call you “ma’am.” Outside of the bedroom.

-Trevor will literally call you “mommy” when coming. It is his natural instinct. When you are giving him the love he deserves, Trevor’s vocabulary shortens to only “mommy” “Mama” “Ma’am” “My darling.”

-“Fuck… I’m gonna- mommy! OH! MA’AM!”

-When you scold him for doing ‘naughty things’. He likes being bad and naughty just so he can get your attention. Something about being lectured by a female gets him all hot and sweaty.

-Has no shame in his mommy kink.

-SWITCHAROO! He sometimes… Just sometimes can feel a bit ‘dominant’ and finds joy in being called “daddy” for the night.

-You can’t argue against it. Many times Trevor has been a weirdo throughout gameplay and refers to himself as “daddy” on multiple occasions.

-“That’s right… Be good for daddy, princess.”

-Blame his childhood for these… Odd preferences.

-Although he’s more of a “mommy” guy, you can’t say no to his “daddy” mood. He’s surprisingly good at it.

-Finds it so overwhelmingly hot when you moan and refer to him as “daddy.” It drives him up the walls!

#trevor philips/reader #trevor philips x reader #trevor philips #gta 5 #gta v #grand theft auto #grand theft auto 5 #grand theft auto v #gran theft auto v

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thewardenofwinter · 11 months

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Character Inspo Tag

Tagged by the wonderful Nopal over at @writernopal! Thank you so much, here is their post with some absolutely insane character combinations lol

(also some of these are not characters but real people but I wanted to include them anyway)

Rules: List your OCs and the characters that inspired them!

Very gently Tagging: @sam-glade @elshells @zestymimblo @crowandmoonwriting @captain-kraken @indigowriting @rownanisntwriting and @eurydicefades

Give No Quarter

Circe

Circe of Aeaea (Greek Mythology)

Gamora (Guardians of The Galaxy)

Golsifteh Farahani (Actress)

Wonder Woman and Talia al Ghul (DC Comics)

Sypha Belnades (Castlevania TV show)

Yennefer (Witcher)

Aya/Amunet (Assassins Creed: Origins)

Mix together mommy issues, witchcraft, and ancient knowledge in large bowl with a gilded dagger you get Circe.

Adam Bonny

EDWARD FUCKING KENWAY (Assassins Creed: Black Flag)

Trevor Belmont (Castlevania TV show)

Charlie Hunnam (Actor)

William Thatcher (A Knight's Tale)

Jack Sparrow (Pirates of The Carribean)

Westley (Princess Bride)

Flynn Ryder (Tangled)

You let a BLONDE MAN speak to you like that??? Ceo of 'maybe if he were a little less fuckable we wouldn't be in this mess.'

Henri Bellamy

Ichabod Crane (Sleep Hollow TV Show)

Chris Cornell (Musician)

Julien du Casse (Assasins Creed: Black Flag)

Dracula (Bram Stoker's Dracula 1992)

Armand (Interview with the Vampire 1994)

The only Frenchman to ever exist, the rest are fake. Don't let anyone lie to you.

The Resurrectioners

Samara Dombroski

Isabel Dodson (Constantine 2005)

Selene (Underworld Series)

Victor (Umbrella Academy)

Sidney Prescott (Scream)

Sarah (The Craft)

Pretty much the human personification of what happens when you gain too much Insight in Bloodborne.

Nazriya Akkineni

Theodora (The Haunting)

Morana *gasp* (Castlevania TV show)

Zoya (Leigh Bardugo's Grishaverse)

Satine (Moulin Rogue)

Nancy (The Craft)

Jennifer (Jennifer's Body)

God only made her 5 feet tall because was afraid of her being too close to him.

Zekiah Rush

Chyna Parks (ANT Farm)

Janella Monae (Actress)

Belle (Beauty and The Beast)

Rachel (The Craft)

Karen (Blade)

Resident walking encyclopedia. If you give her a bookmark she might propose to you on the spot.

Dmitriy Mikhailovich

Dmitri Pisarenko (Actor)

Morpheus (Sandman TV Show)

Levi (Attack on Titan)

Viktor (Arcane TV and for his design ONLY that weird mix of a czech/russian accent fucking kills me)

Men with big noses and dark hair>>>>> Frequently pretends he doesn't speak English so people don't talk to him.

What We Undertake

Dolores Clive

Dolores O'Riordan (Singer)

Mina Harker (Bram Stoker's Dracula book)

Edith Cushing (Crimson Peak)

Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice)

Being the village freak isn't easy but someone has to do it.

Charles Morrison

Alan McMichael (Crimson Peak)

Hercules (Hercules)

Thor (Marvel Franchise)

Milo Thatch (Atlantis)

I wouldn't call Charlie a himbo per say because he's actually quite clever, so I guess he's more of a 'golden retriever nerd with really weird interests.'

Vincent Karloff

Thomas Sharpe (Crimson Peak)

V (V for Vendetta 2005)

Jason Dean (Heathers)

Edward (Edward Scissorhands)

Victor Frankenstein (Mary Shelly's Frankenstein)

Voted most likely to disappear under mysterious circumstances in high school.

Reading some of these combinations is giving me whiplash.

— M. Warrin

#tag game #oc inspiration #oc #original character #wip #current wip #The Resurrectioners #What We Undertake #writeblr #writeblr community #character inspiration #writeblr tag game #Give No Quarter #my writing

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