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chicksmoothie · 1 year

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•Say it like you mean it — mingi

—you have a very hard time dealing with your nightmares, so your studiocolleague and hard crush mingi helps you out sleeping better

Pairing dom!Mingi x sub!fem!reader/Chick

Genre Smut & Romance, Music Studio AU. Includes fluff & kinks

WordCount 4K

Warnings +18 content, minors DNI, nightmares, sleep paralysis, dirty talk, really dirty sex (urophilia and anal as the kinkiest), cursing, a bit of a size kink, smile kink (??), and I think that’s it, please tell me if I am forgetting something!

This in no way aims to be a real depiction of Mingi, just a character based on him!!! Same goes for Wooyoung, who appears for a sec.

AN: HIIII!!

Firs of all, I would like to thank you for reading :) this is actually my first fic since I was a teenager so I am a little shy about sharing it, but a friend asked me to do it so here it is!

I must say three things that you might want to know:

I use Chick instead of y/n cos it helps me write

English is not my first language and although I am confident in my english skills there might be some typos, weird use of english or gramatical errors, so sorry in advance

This story will continue as independent chapters of the same AU, but it won’t follow any schedule

Say it like you mean it

You are trying to stop moving throughtout your nightmare but it is kinda impossible, as always.

The night is getting longer and longer and this shitty dream doesn’t seem to end. You have always had this problem: you know you are sleeping, that it is a dream and you kinda control it till a certain point where it turns into a nightmare, and then you are unable to wake up. You try screaming, moving or opening your eyes but nothing works. You are trapped until your body is too tired to keep fighting against your wish to snap out of it, or someone wakes you up. The latter is what happens this time.

You blink a few times, trying to swipe the blur in your still sleepy eyes, just to guess a massive dark silhouette bending over you. “Hey, you alright Chick?” The silhouette asks “You were making a funny face” Your eyes finally focus. “Mingi” you manage to answer with a raspy voice, just awaken. “Yeah, thanks… I just need to get some water”. The guy immediatly hands you a bottle of cold water, which you thank and firstly put on your forehead to get rid of even the last bit of nightmare that might remain.

“Were you dreaming?” You open the bottle and drink a tiny zip. “Yes, nightmares, I get them quite a lot” You don’t know why you are telling this to Mingi. The guy could just be a random studiopartner who you sometimes help with lyrics and beats, but well, apart from that, he is the guy you secretly have a huge crush on and the same guy you draw every session day cos you can’t get over his profile, lips, adams apple or shiny eyes. His short pink hair has been printed in your brain along with his smile since the moment you first landed your eyes on him. You are totally delusional for him. And eventhough his mates are obssessed with shipping you together, you don’t get any sexy vibe from him towards you, so you just enjoy his company and, why not saying it, his sight too. You get along really well, and you don’t even think about fucking that up.

“Are they really bad? I mean, you seemed just upset while sleeping, but not enough for it to be a nightmare you couldn’t wake up from”. The next explanaition you give him surprises you even more, cos you spend the next good 10 minutes telling him about your whole problem with sleep paralysis, and this is something you normally avoid at all cost. And, oh my god, not him paying attention without saying a word until you finish, making you blush, cheeks beet red. “And that’s it I guess, not too deep”.

You don’t normally get knocked out like this at the studio, so it isn’t going to happen again anyway. You could just keep helping each other with your songs as you’ve been doing till now before this tiny shitty incident, end this conversation right here and keep going with your lifes, “Do you need someone to wake you up like I did just now?” until he asks this “I might be able to do that” and states this other thing.

“Sorry, I think I don’t get you” you are trying your best to brush off the thought of Mingi being next to you while sleeping before burning with the need of having that scene in real life, “As I said, I offer myself to stay next to you while you sleep just in case you need a hand to wake up” until he offers himself to…fuck, to actually do so.

“Yooooooooo…” you both jump in surprise, your conversation being interrupted by Wooyoung, one of Mingis teamates. “Flirting again I see” Mingi slightly blushing and flicking his tounge. “Fuck off Woyo” he turns to your direction and says “Give it some thought, I might be of help”. He tries hard to hide his nervous smile, dimple showing and eyes shining. And then he fucking leaves.

Woyo laughs while waving goodbye “Well, princess, it is getting late, you should go home”

What the fuck was that just now, you ask yourself.

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Your dreams are getting not only worse, but also more frequent. The last nightmare with sleep paralysis was the fifth out of seven nights a week has. That is double as much as they were before, and this situation has been going on for another two weeks.

Your lack of quality sleep has you dozzing off during lesson and keeps your brain bottled up, unable to concentrate nor being creative on your music. It has reached to a point where you would get paranoid and afraid of the night itself, which implies being unable to sleep at all. You are tired both physically and mentally, and Mingi and the guys from the studio can tell.

This is why Mingi takes you to the studios kitchen, sits you on a chair and goes “You’re not sleeping shit”. You can only nod. “Why won’t you ask for help? I offered, but it doesn’t have to be me if you are not comfortable with that” you look up at him, doubting if you should tell him that no one knows about your nightmares. You bite your lip until you throw it: “I can’t tell just anyone cos it embarrasses me,” deep breath “so you are the only one who knows” Mingi is so shocked you can tell miles away, given the face he is making. After the shock comes the seriousness. “Okay, you are sleeping beside me tonight”. And all you can do is nod again, tired and surrendered.

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You throw the key away in the desk by the door, hang your coat and make a gesture for Mingi to do the same. “I am sorry it isn’t tidy”. He wanders around with his eyes just to catch how full of paintings and drawings, sculptures and some other things he can not really classify this house of yours is.

“Your place is actually amazing. How come you have so much arty stuff?” You can tell he is genuinely interested “Oh, I majored in Fine Arts, currently writing my thesis, so this is research material you could say” He widen his eyes “Wait, I thought you were a singer, like, I’ve seen you live” Trying to supress your smile you say “Well, I do that too. I do a bit of everything, never good enough at anything to live on it” He automatically shakes his head in disapproval, “The fuck you saying, that doesn’t show on your songs or in all this, baby” You look at him, not sure about what you should be more shocked about: the fact that he was giving you credit on all of your work so fervently or the fact that he just casually called you baby.

Shit, you could get used to that. “I am going to order the pizza,” you shake it off quickly, “you can choose a movie or something. The TV is over there.” Is this a fucking date? Really? Pizza is okay but, girl, a movie? Bloody hell you are hooked.

After a while watching Inuyasha, chosen by you and accepted by him since not surprisingly he loves anime, you start to feel that new but already familiar feeling of not being able to keep your eyes open due to tiredness. Also not surprisingly, you don’t lose to paranoia and fear tonight, since Mingi is close enough to you to be able to feel his body heat. It makes you nervous in a totally different way, and also calm enough to finally fall asleep on his shoulder.

It is all pitch black, you can’t see a thing and you try to reach something around you but your hands keep slipping through cold air and emptyness. You feel you are too alone for it to even be possible, you feel such loneliness, such fear of what you can’t see. Everything around you is still cold and still empty and your hands are still slipping through the air and you can’t find anything or anyone to wake you up.

Thats it, you are dreaming. Another shitty fucking nightmare. Please someone wake me, please. You try to say it, your mouth opens up and maybe emits the sound but you can’t hear it. You also try to pull your own arm in a desperate attempt of inflicting yourself some pain that shakes you out of this dream, but fail. Your body blocks any kind of action you try to start. Cold drops of sweat rolling through your body outside the dream, you can feel it, you are right in between, why can’t you reach the surface?

It suddenly happens. A hand would gently caress your sweat away outside the dream, first thing you feel in what seemed ages. And that’s what it takes. You slowly open your eyes, also slowly focusing on a worried Mingi. “You alright?” You are suddenly so calm, everything just sets right.

You close your eyes again and rest for the first time in a long time.

When you wake up you are in your bed, fully covered with your 3k blankets (you are really not a cold person) and a fucking big and heavy arm. Mingi is right behind you, breathing soundly on your nape. Shut up. Shut the fuck up because this is not fucking happening. I am still dreaming. You tell yourself all that, but reality says otherwise, since Mingi wakes up to your tiniest move in order to wake you if needed, and he had just noticed how your body suddenly tensed.

“Chick? You awake?” Shit is his morning voice sexy “Good morning Mingi” you can’t even turn around from embarrassment “Good morning baby” BABY, againnnn?jeheodjeifhehehdjhd “Did you sleep any better?” You just manage to nod, unable to emit any sound or word since apparently you have forgotten your own language. “Why won’t you talk? Are you alright?”

His fingers start to have a stroll through your hair, drawing circles on your scalp. What is he up to? You wonder, cos this situation would normally lead to something you know far too well. But, as always, you’d rather die than admit that these things happen to you, that someone might be interested in you. You need more, a bit of a bigger proof. “Hey, Chick, please talk to me, do you need water or something?… Did you fall asleep again?” This last bit is nearly a whisper. Did he actually lower his voice just now just in case you had fallen asleep? You can’t take it. That is too fucking endearing. You break in laughter and turn around, smiling at him. “Thanks Mingi, I slept amazing”.

And there you are, facing each other closer than ever. Just a few centimeters away from his lips, as you had imagined too many times to even fucking count. So what do you do now, you beg someone to tell you. The hand that was previously caressing your head had, lets say naturally, landed on your waist when you abruptly turned around, and somehow it started moving with the same motion it had on your head, but now on its new location. “Yeah? I’m glad, and you are welcome” A bright smile on his lips, still so close to yours you could breathe his words in. You just can’t stop looking at him, he is too bright himself, so pretty. His smile is too much for you, fuck, you might actually cry.

But you don’t have time to do that, cos Mingi takes the chance of you looking at his lips to put on yours his pretty smile. It lasts a second, but when he moves his face away from you, your heart tightens and your eyes shut close to try to process the warmth in your chest. Where did all these overwhelming feelings come from? You never thought it was so deep. Was it this deep? Have you been cockblocking your own feelings for this guy as you always do just to avoid facing them? Hell yeah you have girl. When you open your eyes Mingi is looking at you, clearly puzzled since he thinks he might have gone overboard with the kiss. Your hands find his cheeks, pressing against them so hard his mouth turns into a fish face.

“I am in love with you” You look at him gently for a second, just settling your words altogether with your flaming chest. His face is a poem: the fish face now has his eyes wide open in surprise, and you break in laughter again. He slowly takes your hands away while his expression changes just to grab your chin with one of his own hands “You mean it? Say it like you mean it” his eyes are a bit narrowed, his new and unknown expression tainted in something dark that you can feel right in your lower half. He wants to know, he wants to hear you say it like you mean it.

You swallow, looking at him in the eyes while trying to catch your breath “Mingi I lov-“ And thats all you manage to say, cos next Mingi is full on pressing his lips against yours, your whole body against his, so much bigger than yours. It sounds so messy in your mouths you feel shy about it, but all you can do is give in to him, finally reaching each other as you both apparently wanted to. His hands are all over your body. Fuck you are needy. Fuck he also is.

So you move your hands near the “whatever cloth’s he has got” elastic and pull it down. He growls in your mouth, anticipating what you are about to do. And, although he wants you to do it, he also wants to pleasure you first.

“Baby, wait” you look at him, quite confused again both for him stopping you and also him calling you baby for the third time as if nothing. “Let me get on top, yeah?” As if you could fucking answer anything to that. He slips on top of you making it seem like he has done it every single day of his life, with such ease. When you feel him grind against you, you melt down and pant. You want him so much it’s insane.

In a second attempt to take action you stroke yourself against him, and again he stops you “Be a good girl, huh? Let me work you just right for a bit” you automatically stop and nod biting your lips, eyes full of needy tears, making his chin clench and tighten in lust at the sight of this undone under him you. He goes back to your mouth and kisses you, and this time he does it so damn slowly, as if he loved you back? His tongue going over your lips and making its way inside your mouth, finally eating your breath up in the sweetest kiss ever.

His hands are covering your cheeks and reaching behind your ears through your neck, and this could sound all too innocent and fluffy if he wasn’t grinding against your already soaked pussy so hard but at the same slow pace as the kiss. You moan between his lips, earning another one of his smiles, this time a bit cheeky. “Needy aren’t we?” He didn’t expect it, but you grin yourself and go back to his mouth and almost whispering you say “Yeah baby, so fucking needy for you”. Mingi tenses from head to toe, grinds one time just as a reflex and slaps you slightly on your cheek, “And what exactly is it that you need, needy girl?” “Mingi, please” your grin dropping and you cry while your arms wrap around his lower back just to pull him even closer, pressing your clit against his already rock hard dick, making you both moan.

“Words baby, wanna hear you say it” he growls while grinning and you cant help but obey without even thinking, “Mingi, really give it to me,pretty please? Fuck me stupid hm?” You know your slutty begging tone is effective, but not to this extent, cos one second after your last word is Mingi dragging your pants and panties down, lining his dick and pushing it slowly inside you. Slowly, very slowly, cos you are wetter than ever, but he is so, so, so big. You both sighing deep due to the sudden hit of his cock entering you.

“You feel amazing around me. Going so slow is torture” He is looking into your eyes, so when you push yourself up in order to take him whole in one go, you have the perfect sight of his eyelids flicking and his eyes rolling up to the back of his head, enjoying the pleasure it gives him. “Fuck, baby, so good” he bites his lips while now moving in and out of you, still slowly, still so sweet.

Your pussy clenching at the sound of his praising. “Mingi come closer, I wanna kiss you” “Because you love me?” You nod “Words baby” and he demands. “I love you Mingi, please let me kiss you” He smiles brightly. “I love you too” and so he’s got you. You’re done for.

The moment he bends down to kiss you you swallow his mouth, arch your back and make his cock enter you the fucking perfect angle that you both needed to finally lose it. Mingi starts to fuck you hard, taking your legs to roll them around his waist, making you push him deeper with each time he bangs. Your eyes crying and your voice crying too, your head falling back in pleasure, him growling your name and praising how good your pussy tastes for his cock, his body pressed so tightly to yours and every inch of your body feeling so full of him.

You start to feel that burning knot in your core, this hot sensation that you have never felt with a guy fucking you before and that you could only reach with your fingers.

“Mingi I think am gonna cum” you cry “Cum baby, drench me, yeah?” As if you were following his every order, the knot pulls you to your orgasm faster than it ever has before, but he doesn’t stop “You think you can take it a bit longer?” And for some reason you do. And not only that, being so overstimulated turns you on so much that you end up begging with your eyes still rolled back from the high of your orgasm and your body still shaking “Mingi don’t fucking stop, please”.

And he doesn’t, but he does bend you over the mattress, your face sunken in the pillow. He has your ass up to the sky and he can’t help but suck his thumb and then stroke its entrance in circles while still banging your pussy. When you feel his finger entering your ass and trying to find and press his own cock through your flesh inside you, all the overstimulation that has built up finally overcomes you. “Mingi…something different is coming!” You shout ridiculously still pressed against the pillow. He doesn’t stop, he knows what is gonna happen and he wants to see it from the front row. And this is not going to take long, you just need a little push. “Come on babygirl, let me see it” he gasps while rocking his hips.

All of a sudden this heat that comes along with the orgasm mixes with a burning feeling in your clit. Mingi takes his mostly free hand to go down to it and press on really fast and really hard. You scream his name as if it was the last thing you would say. Your legs so week you can’t even keep yourself in all fours, your pussy clamping and drenching the whole bed with your squirt. “Jesus Christ baby, that is so fucking sexy. You’re such a slut huh? Wetting your bed like that. And this is all for me.”

A growl followed by a slap on your ass, this time very hard, nothing to do with the previous one on your face, announce his own orgasm. This one slap is meant to mark you as his, make himself stamp his own pleasure for you on your skin as if he could’t stay still. And then he slows down, pouring all his cum inside your pussy, while still fucking your asshole with his thumb in the same slowing pace.

He pulls out and you whine, feeling too empty all of a sudden. You think it is over and somehow you feel kinda disappointed “I thought you were gonna fuck my ass too” he can’t even finish to lean beside you because he falls apart in laughing tears “Are you for real? After this?” “I don’t know” you say, eyes looking down at Mingis body lying just by your side, you still down faced and breathing irregularly “I was ready for everything”.

Mingi takes your face and kisses you dearly while, again, smliling through your mouth and making you smile too. “I am not gonna fuck your asshole...” you pout, he smiles even wider. “…today. But I am going to clean you up”. He starts kissing you again, then going down your neck with tiny little pecks, he stops for a minute on your chest, your nipples and down to your bellybutton.

The pleasure this time is different. You know you are unable to cum anymore after squirting so hard, at least not in a couple of minutes without any stimuli. But this pleasure is just pleasure for you to enjoy without the orgasm as the reward. Just Mingi feeding you full with attention like this is just right, just enough. You anticipate his next kissing stop, you know what he is about to do and you burn inside with desire. “Mingi…” You pull his short pink hair at the time you push his face between your legs for him to eat you out only as a fucking professional rapper like him would do. The thought of him sucking you clean of his own cum is driving you nuts. “Shit Mingi, so good…” You are too sensitive right now, but somehow it still feels good to have him gently sucking you.

Once he finishes, he is now hard again, and not that you are surprised. You look up at him, asking with your gaze what you should do. He grins “Stay still babe, lay towards the headboard for me” you obey and he gets closer to you, towering you under his huge body and leaning forward, just to have your face aligned with his dick.

He starts stroking in a slow motion at first, then hurrying the pace as he watches you open your mouth while looking at him in the eyes. “I wanna cum on your face” he sighs while closing his eyes “And then I wanna piss all over your body”. At this point this does only not surprise you, but you ache for it too.

Your eyes meet, he is waiting for your approval. Your only answer being gulping, licking your lips and opening your mouth again while looking at his cock pointing at you. “Fuck” he manages to say. And then he cums hard, fast, all on your face and making it drip to your tits. “I am gonna drench you baby, say you want it. Tell me” “Mingi” keep crying, “I do want it so fucking bad…” Right this instant, after coming down from his climax, does he start showering you in his piss, moaning hard with his low voice a bit pitched this time, looking down at you getting covered. Your body suffering because of the temperature difference between the fluid and your skin, and thus making you tremble until he finally finishes his load.

He falls over you and rolls down until he can rest on your lap. “You are incredible” he says. You smile, proud of yourself and also proud of him. “So are you, baby” and hearing yourself saying “baby” reminds you something you’ve been wondering. “Yo Mingi, how come you so casually started calling me baby out of nowhere?” He looked up at you and gave you that smile of his that you’ve spent hours drawing. “I’ve dreamt of it so many times it came out naturally”.

He takes you to the bathroom to get a very needed shower. And under the warm water you think about your next dreams being as normal as his, quiter and maybe safer since from now on you would be sleeping next to Mingi.

Part 2 whenever

#mingi x y/n #mingi fluff #mingi smut #ateez hard hours #mingi #mingi x you #mingi au #smut #mingi hard hours

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5t4r5and5uch01 · 6 months

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I’ve been fixating on MM Leo human designs sm and its awesome!! IM OBSSESSED! HES SO HANDSOME~

I’ve even been working on some lore and stuff! And I also have a hc that Leo wore braces when he was younger <3 as tribute to Leo almost having braces :>

MORE?? YES.

I think if i work on this more i could literally create a whole AU 👀💦

OH YEAH! and have some human Splinter too ;)

Oh and for context: Leo has a few large scars from his Katanas. Let me know if you guys wanna know more cuz i have like a whole story and crap about his Katanas..

HELP ME I LOVE DRAWING HIM SM HELP-

I have some designs for the others too!! Ill see when i can make another post about them >:]

ALSO! THEY ARE ALL BLASIAN! PLEASE DONT ERASE EITHER OF THEIR RACE THANK YOU. Or else im gonna go a hundred on yall-/ref

#im actually so proud of this design bro hes SO-#why is he so bbg??#WHY #SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN #i also drew most of these at school :]#no but serouisly he makes me happy #tmnt #mutant mayhem #tmnt mutant mayhem #tmnt leo #tmnt leonardo #mm leo #mm leonardo #mm leonardo human design #tmnt human designs #tmnt au???#tottmnt

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extravalgant · 7 months

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can i tell u how obssessed i am with these lil fuckn beans i found on pinterest. i drew over a couple of them to warm up but theyre so cute...

as for the third image i got inspired by this text post i also put in my wizsein tag HAHAHA no further comment on this one your honors... also that scribbly ass moo bu i need to learn how to actually draw him STAT

also a spare wizsein under the cut cus idk where to put it

oh yeah its all coming together.png

#wizard101 #w101 #dasein w101 #wizsein #ok im not tagging moo bu cus he doesnt technically show up fully #but they he is .#literally finished novus and was like. what if i drew nothing but them for almost 5 hours #and now were here . im drafting these at 7 am #i have work in several hours

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butterfleaz · 7 months

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Happy 244th Birthday Henry Morgan ! 🎉

I just recently rewatch this show and now I’m obssessed with it (again) 🥹❤️

This show is just amazing ! it’s so sad it got cancel after season 1 🥲

So yeah Henry is such a cinnamon roll ! how can I not draw him ! (also I share the same birthday with him lmao 😂 I’m 25 lets gooo ! )

#art #happy birthday #henry morgan #forever abc #forever tv #fanart #ioan gruffudd #happy birthday henry !#and happy birthday me yay ! 😂#artist #digital art

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shadoweclipex · 4 months

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This year I am gonna try doing some character polls to help me decide who to draw.

For the first poll I have a couple of characters that have alternate forms that need an updated/proper finished design for.

The first character is named Joan Pendragon, I originally made her back in 2015 when I was going through a bit of an anime-obssessed, weeb phase. Which led to me giving the blonde-haird white girl the name "Joan Muramasa", and magical Samurai Armor... which... Yeah. After maturing more I decided to change things up. So along with the name change I have plans to change her magical armor to be more Knight-themed.

The second character is Luey the Magical Rabbit. Techincally a sexless and nonbinary magical entity from another world, but goes mostly by male pronouns to make things easier for humans. He is the companion to a group of magical girls who he asked to help him stop some monsters. Luey isn't relying on them to do all the work though. He too has a magical transformation. And as you can see from the example pic, I haven't ever given a full drawing to yet. Hopefully those breif explanations helped you get a bit of a feel for the characters. I would love to hear who'd you'd like to see drawn first.

#oc #anthropomorphic #original character #shadoweclipexart #anthro #art #poll #character poll #rabbit #knight #armor #magical girl

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atomic-taco-muffin · 2 years

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Yandere Sephiroth x Cloud's older sister reader AU

Some plot summary for this AU:

Y/n is Cloud Strife's older sister,Y/n Strife. She joined Shinra in a "individual program" specifically made for her when she was 10, let's just say her dead father had some serious beef with Shinra and well Y/n was pulled into that unknowingly,she was only a toddler when it happened and her father implemented something in her,a crucial product from a secret project called Project U.E.S (Ultimate Enhanced SOLDIER)

Shinra took Y/n away from her family and made her into a killing machine bc that was what the project was for. Verdot was the one who was tasked with retrieving Y/n and honestly it was one of the hardest things in his life,as said by him. The time Y/n arrived at Shinra was also when she met Sephiroth and that's how they became friends and lovers later on~

Y/n get to send letters to her family in Nibelheim from times to times,Verdot makes sure it always got to her family's hands as atonement for what he did. Claudia (Cloud's mom btw) was very glad that Y/n's still alive,she wasn't so sure about the happy part but at least she's alive, Claudia was only furious that those filthy rich Shinra assholes took her daughter away from her and they better not fabricate a single letters from her daughter or else!

Cloud never really met his sister in person,he only communicated with her through the letters and knew that she left home and joined Shinra ever since he was an infant. He indeed idolised her and Sephiroth a lot though :),yeah kinda boasted about his sister being a cool warrior and all that too,the entire village know that Y/n is a famous celebrity and all but never really make such a big deal out of it. After all, drawing too much attention for a mundane village is never a good thing honestly. But they did included "Hometown of the famous SOLDIER, Y/n" in their brochure though.Yes marketing I know

Y/n implied a lot in her letters that her works are very tiring and time consuming so she'll probably never get to visit her hometown again and Cloud understood her for that. After all she's doing important work,plus she never missed one correspondence,that means even though she's busy,she still think of her family. Y/n couldn't come home is one of the reasons Cloud wanted to become a SOLDIER,if she couldn't come to see him,then he would come to see her himself. Though he planned to only reveal himself when he became known and make it to the papers cuz y'know his inferiority complex

When Y/n and Sephiroth met Angeal and Genesis then they became friends and of course became adults in the years later on. Y/n is a strong outgoing, flirtatious, dominatrix and femme fatale woman. She has the looks and the ability after all, she's called 'Intrepidus Regina' which means Fearless Queen by most of her fans

Sephiroth and Y/n became lovers when they're about 23+, oh they did a lot which I'll show you later on but not now. Sephiroth was quite possessive and obssessive of Y/n,his Goddess given that she was the only one who first show him affection and care as he didn't even get to obtain it back in his child days. Y/n got a loving mother so she knew how to comfort him and helped with emotional needs

Skip over to the Nibelheim Incident,Y/n was,in a way,glad that she got to go on a mission back in her hometown,given the entire situation with Angeal and Genesis. Though what seems to be a normal mission turned out to be the beginning of Y/n's worst nightmare

It all happened too quickly for her to process,Y/n knew that tragedies will surely occur because this is just how it is in her world but she didn't prepare for it at all. Her lover went insane and teared down everything of her beloved town,the tragedy was horrifying including the death of her Mother and being separated from her last surviving member, her brother for the second time

Y/n had to witness her own lover attacked and severely injured her own brother,she thought Cloud was killed and died

"Get away from her,you monster"

"You're her brother doesn't mean I will be lenient with you,she does not have a foolish, cowardice brother like you"

"SEPHIROTH NO STOP!!!!"

Then Sephiroth just took Y/n with him and left after he burned down the village. There's of course no way Sephiroth is leaving his Goddess behind~

Yes

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chimerinshine · 1 year

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Some doodles/quick sketch of the ocs i make (well i was thinking i might do a movie or comics at the future cause dang it was hard but ehh) anyways..This are some of"The Darkeners" or "The Dark Ones" which they all live in a dark world and can sometimes enter the world of light or hopeland. Always remember not all darkeners are evil. ALRIGHT! enough talkin'. Lemme introduce them to you..

(I think texts for each image will work sooo...yeah double descript it)

•Monster Blanket or Blanky for short.

Silly name for a monster right? Well...i feel bad for peeps who love to wrap themselves in the warm blankets. Cause you never know that was him. He is the younger brother of the Boogeyman. And he literally love to diguise himself as normal blanket then started eating peeps if he was hungry but if not he scared peeps to death (well mostly kids). He also have sharp thin claws and big yellow eyes and some visible sharp shadowy teeths that also appears when he show himself. He is a big boi. He can also change his blanket color to have a perfect diguise of a normal blankets of peeps. He belongs to dark world and sometimes travels in human world to go for scare hunt well at least his brother Boogey is not worst as him

•Dark Elves⚫🧝‍♂️🧝‍♀️

I just draw one cause there's so many of them. They are taller than normal elves normal elves average height is 2-3ft while them is 4-5ft. They have palish skin and almost all of them have scars cause they love fighting and a rough ones. Also they have pure black pitch eyes and wear such dark amors or leather armors (this proves they hunt other animals yeshh). They also have spiky helmets and sharp black claws. They all have different styles of outfit and claws and teeths, speaking of teeth, they also have sharp teeths and some are crooked (yup some of them don't know what is brush your teeth at all Toothfairy will be so disappointed at them reason why they hate them too). They love meats and drink alcoholic beverages

Also Females and Males have differences too. Females are thinner and faster and love to wear leather skirts and also use animal bones (or someone's) as their acessories. Males some of them can be well a stubby one (short and chubby) but some have normal weight and thinner they are stronger than normal elves and much wilder and rougher and also they love a beers/whines etc.. so much. Males also the one who build houses and make deadly weapons Males are crazier and more on killing machine. Females are meaner

They all belong to the dark world and belong to Krampus's domain (yes the evil demon goat santa one). And oh! They also make dark toys which is a very deadly one.

They know a little bit of dark magic

•Asmodeus❣😈

Ahh yes the King Of Lust, The Demon of Lust, Love- ya know what? just don't come near at him. He will do anything to get you on him. He is always onto well...18+ stuffs. He also a yandere one he can kill ya and obssessed with ya if he didn't get what he wanted or to be desired in love then you will be a goner. He can be also a Pansexual. He also go into the human world to date peeps. His eyes changes color green to reddish pink. He also have a very charming and smooth voice. Also when you look at his eyes you be hypnotized and force to have love with him. His true form is a big humanoid goat boi. He lives in hell which also can be found deep in the dark world. He can be found at 3rd pathway of hell which aka as 3rd ring.

He has supernatural or demonic powers

Sandman aka Blickfang👁🦉🗡

His real name is Coppelius (yeah he is literally based off on ETA Hoffmann's Sandman which a dark one not the dream giver one) He appears as humanoid creature, he has palish skin, a little bit thin, wear dirty green olive cloaks and clothings, stripe socks and some black leather shoes, he also have long white ash hair, golden yellow eyes (black pitch if he reveals his true form), have pointy ears, torn up gloves, have a black belt strap with golden outlines and designs and have golden eye buckle (some confuse if it was part of his or not) and also have some sanddust (probably use for taking eyes), some ancient knife, hourglass, he sometimes also carries a large sack (probably full of people's eyes and meteronomes) he also have metronomes ticking in different speed (yike just run when you hear one).

He's an evilcounter part of Ole Lukoie aka The Sandman or Mr Sandman (which based off on Hans Christian the dream giver one). And he's taller than him he is 7 footer one (with his true form he is even more taller well ya know owls:^). His true form are owl monster (reason why sometimes he acts like an owl or hissing and make such unusual noises) He appear as humanoid owl creature he has black eyes and longer eyebrows and have owl feather on his body parts fingerless gloves are his claws.Yup he is a scary ass owl man.

He has offsprings owlettes in the darkside of cresent moon cause that's where his domain and nest is,his wife was still unknown, when you sleepless he visits you or even force you to be awake in your sleep with some loud and strange noises he making and then throws or blew a sanddust in your eye to literally put you to forever sleep aka dead boi :^ . Well, when that happens it was well...bloody mess, nightmarish, traumatizing scene. His purpose tooking eyes of people is to feed his offsprings or his to be his food. When he is not satisfied he can go to flesh (yikes :<). He also very protective to his young ones. He used mostly his true form on his domain. Oh! he's older than Ole btw.

He only appears at cresent moon time reason why Ole always observe it and be alert so that he can protect people from him. Some believe he hates it but not really he just worries when it has darkest shadow. Ole was like the Santa who mostly loved by children and Coppelius is like Krampus who mostly feared by children. And Coppeliuse always have creepy smile and small pupils. He also have supernatural abilities

•Black Bishop [Chess Piece] ♟

(I only draw Black Bishop one cause they are so sooo many anyways..)

All of the Chess Pieces has hidden monstrous mouth (purpose? well..for literally eating their opponents) Black ones are worser than the Whites. All black chess live in a dark world (obviously). While White ones lives beyond the heavenly gates. They can move in anyways or normally as others.

Anyways, Black Bishop, wears hooded black robe with golden eye symbols and his robe have crimson red outlines and he has pointy ears and palish skin and more sharper long teeth once hebwill eat you. He act kind at 1st has role of an untruthful prophets, he is more darker and more faker than White Bishop. He is very merciless one and also have sin of lust. He also do blood sacrifices and stuffs. He also an ambusher and a sniper and can be the Black Queen's assassin. He has a nickname of "Headshooter" Cause he love to headshot his target. Yez, he is a type of piece who always keep deadly weapons that includes the strongest guns. He has a staff which is also contains dark magic also can turn into spear when it lands it explodes and resummoned in his hand. His eyes also have some blindfold or bandages cause without it you'll be traumatized. He also a tall boi he is 10footer one. He is truly Evil one. His location can be found at the Dark Castle underground. He also have supernatural powers

•Ghost Of Yet To Come (Future💀)

Same clothes, Same look, Same stuffs with Death himself but they are totally different. Death was the brother of Ole and yeah he took souls and tell such stories too but only two kinds one is good and one is bad. Anyways, Future here appeared to be an enormous dark entity he is 15 foot fall hooded figure. His face can be barely see. But when his face appeared he is palish man with pure white eyes and sometimes his face can be turn into skull. He love to scared to death someone who never learn to their place like what he did to Scrooge. He is the middle brother of Past and Present. He also very protective to them. He lives in the darkworld but sometimes escaping there to be with his brothers. He is far different to dark ones. Well he still have dark behaviour and have a dark sense of humor. But he is very kind one he just being scary and tend to harm other so that they can be good. He never speaks (well for others) or do a lot of sign languages. Only his brothers can hear him talk and a few fellows. He also never makes such expressions just death staring ya. So yeah if you are a mortal or some soul 1st time meeting him you never know if he just staring at you or talking to ya. He has a power of Umbrakenisis and other supernatural powers

#ocs #fantasia(soonifothinkabettertitleimightchangeitlolxD)#SandmanBlickfangakaCoppelius #EvilcounterpartSandman #BlackBishop #Scaryassdarkbishoppiece #MonsterBlanket #Blanky #DarkElves #ghost of christmas future #GhostOfYetToCome #Skullboi #Owlboi #darkenersfantasia #darkenedones

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wamulu-gorillaz · 2 years

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Hellooo :) i wanted to ask a mashup with gorillaz please. English is not my first language soo my bad for any miss spelling. Alright here we go:

My apparence:

- human.

- woman.

My style:

- gothic, but in a simple way :)

- a bit grungey too

About me:

- i am an ENTP.

- I love dark things, horror mostly, anything misterious, creepy, weird and sometimes even gross HUEHEJHEUEEH i loove it.

- my favorite writer is Edgar Allan Poe

- I love comedy, simply, laughing is the best ::DD anything/one that makes me laugh is a win.

- i'm not a depressed person, i'm very happy :)) i love to laugh at lots of things, it's hard to see me sad or angry, but sometimes pacience DO run out hiehrueheueheeu

- my favorite music gender is Rock n roll, alternative and others, but those are my mains.

- my favorite band is gorillaz, rolling stones, iron maiden. Rock from the 90s and back gives me this nostalgic feeling even if i sadly was not born at that age ,_, damn it.

- i loove art, being poetry, drawings, paitings or music.

- i like evil stuff, i like evil stuff a lot.

- i'm a slytherin

- scaring people is a life style AND a hobby.

- halloween lover please where it's halloween by now.

- in personality speaking: i'm pretty much chill heheheh not very loud, i laugh a lot. I talk, i like to talk very much but sometimes i just don't know how too... when the subject is bad, sometimes most of them are :> i like to talk about morbid stuff, i guess i want to work in a mortuary somedaay.. i like autopsy videos and anatomy, it's really interesting ::))

- i love jokes, holy crap how i like jokes i could cry of how much i like jokes.

- i like cats and ravens and the bird that eats you when you die, a vulture that's it.. well cats eat you also so OOH WEELL.

- i like death, yeah

- i like skulls, a lot

- that's it :)

Well i guess that's it hehehsidhdidhdud hope is good enough and not a pain to reead HEIEHSJDBDKSNS.

You did a great job, I'm proud x

I ship you with Murdoc!

Even though he acts like a tough guy, I have no doubts he has cried after hearing you read some of your poetry to him

He is completely obssessed with you? You like all the same things he does! He absolutely couldn't believe you were real when he first got to know you

You two share some very obscure inside jokes and anything that reminds him of these jokes will have him roaring with laughter to the point where it will be very hard to stop

#matchup monday #matchups #gorillaz #gorillaz matchups #murdoc niccals #murdoc x reader #murdoc niccals x reader #murdoc gorillaz

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iit-s-kitty · 4 years

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“... the damage a silly little book can do, especially in the hands of a silly little girl.” (x)

So, I’ve been obssessing about my first fictional crush, which is no other than Tom Riddle Jr. a.k.a. the brat dark lord himself.

#tom riddle jr #lord voldemort #voldemort #hp #hp fanart #timothee chalamet #yes i've used timothee as fc for tom #and now i can't unsee him #even if i have timothee as fc for young!sirius #and also for regulus #but yeah he would totally kill it as this sociopathic anti christ wizard who obssesses aabout immortality #and spends a hilarious amount of time on the girls' bathroom #my fanart #petta draws #my art #black and white

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apocalypticgargoyle · 3 years

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Oh my god i just found you're writing and I'm obssessed. First of all, I'm in love with your edgy!karl series. Seriously, it's amazing. Second of all, I had a little idea that you can take as a request if you'd like. I was thinking edgy!dream/clay but with a shy innocent girl. And a hint of some fear play kink? Like she's all cute and he's so edgy shes scared and intimidated by him when they meet and it turns him on knowing shes both scared of him AND attracted to him at the same time so he uses it against her(consensually of course)

can we call him alt!dream? ;) also,,, i rly like this request...

𝐉𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒. ♘ 𝐚𝐥𝐭!𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 (𝟏𝟖+)

pairing: alt!Dreamwastaken x fm!reader

warnings: smut (18+), fighting, smoking, language, oral (fm. receiving), fear play, asphyxiation, sight size kink & praise, dominance

The movie theatre dimmed, the beginning credits of the film reeling as a montage of a city played in the background. You settled back in your seat, accepting the fact that you had been stood up, determined not to let it ruin the movie you had already paid for. That’s right; instead of treating yourself to a new pair of shoes or a set of notebooks, you agreed to meet up with a sleazy guy from class after weeks of him pleading.

You sighed slightly, chewing on the inside of your cheek as you realized you hadn’t even wanted to see the film and had only agreed because he suggested it. Someone moved into a seat near you, his legs stretching as he slumped down, purely due to his towering height. You stiffened, crossing your legs to inch away from him at the sight of his various tattoos peeking out from beneath his dark corduroy jacket.

He carded a hand through his dirty blond hair, revealing an eyebrow ring as he swept his bangs off his forehead momentarily. You tore your eyes from him as you noticed the cigarette balanced behind his ear. Even with the seat between the two, you could smell the smoke on his clothes mixing with the faintest hint of vanilla.

You folded your hands in your lap as you noticed him give you a once over. He reached towards you, making you flinch slightly before you realized he was holding out his bag of candy to you. “Want a jellybean? You look upset,” he motioned, voice low as he whispered.

You shook your head quickly, muttering a thank you and playing with your fingers. He shrugged, watching you for a second more before turning back to the movie. He tucked his arm behind his head, chewing on his lip as if debating whether he should keep talking to you or just let you be. You weren’t really sure which outcome you preferred.

On one hand, he fit every one of your guilty pleasure fantasies, while on the other, he terrified the hell out of you. It was more of an intimidating feeling, residing in the way each of his movements caught your attention and the way you could barely keep your eyes off his grungy appearance. Your mind drifted from the plot of the movie and towards the images of his tattooed hands wrapping around your throat and giving you a reason to be scared.

“You here alone?” He asked, popping another jellybean in his mouth. The action made you think of your grandpa waning himself off of tobacco when you were younger. Those jellybeans were blue and a flavor of comfort for you now, while the man before you seemed to only fish for the red ones.

You nodded hesitantly. “I got stood up,” you mumbled, making him shake his softly. “What about you? Are you here alone?” You wondered where you had gathered the courage to talk to him, his demeanor making you want to run, but his voice was a symphony to your ears in the darkness of the movie house, drawing you closer with each of his lulling words.

He wet his lips. “So far,” he answered. He stuck out his large hand for you to shake, his skin was coarse against yours as his finger reached to brush against your wrist. “I’m Clay,” he added, his name rolling into your mind and nestling itself into your memory just due to the tone of his voice. After you gave him your name his mouth curled into a soft smirk. “It’s nice to meet you,” he remarked. You blushed for an unknown reason, thankful for the darkness to mask your emotions.

Someone entered the theatre, marching up to Clay and leaning down to his ear. “Dream, we have to go now,” the guy whispered into his ear, just loud enough that you could hear him. Clay's face twisted into an annoyed expression while the guy turned to leave.

Clay straightened his jacket on his shoulders. “Not to seem to forward, but can I get your number?” He queried. You raised your eyebrows at him, basking in the fact that despite his friend’s agitation, Clay was taking his sweet time making his move on you.

As if you were acting on instinct, you grabbed a pen from your bag as he held his hand out to you again. You found a bare spot on his skin and wrote your number as clearly as you could manage with your shaking hands at the way his eyes watched you alluringly. Without thinking, you blew on the ink, trying to keep it from smearing. You froze, realizing what you were doing as he bit back a smirk.

He was completely eating up your awkwardness.

He reluctantly took his hand back, being pulled up by his friend. “I’ll call you,” he whispered on his way out, heat rushing to your ears.

The movie ended shortly after he left, sending you back out onto the city streets and away from your cocoon where you had forgotten about the sleazy classmate and let thoughts of Clay weasel their way into your nerves. As you stepped through the doors, your phone began to ring, kick-starting your heart at the thought of it being Clay. Instead, it was a friend of yours asking how your date had gone. You tucked the phone between your ear and shoulder as you pulled a piece of gum out of your purse.

Her ramblings went deaf on your ears as a car violently pulled up to an alleyway a block from you. You squinted as you moved closer, your apartment being in that direction anyway. A few men got from the car and that’s when Clay stepped into view from behind one of the buildings, flicking his cigarette to the ground and snubbing it out with the toe of his heavy boots as he watched them get out. You could see your number still written on his hand, mixing with his tattoos.

He shoved his hands in his pockets, looking tiredly at the group of men that had come from the car as his friends began to shout at them. Clay chewed on his lip, looking around and away from the conversation before his gaze met yours. His eyes widened slightly before he turned back, an attempt to keep the attention away from you.

One of the car members grabbed for Clay’s jacket, yanking him closer as if to get him to pay mind to the man talking. Clay sent him a cocky grin, towering over him. With his normal height and his boots, he had at least a foot on the guy. One of Clay’s friends separated the two, breaking the groups into a brawl while shouting was accompanied with fists and elbow jabs.

You turned, walking in another direction as briskly as you could without bringing attention to yourself and the group of boys in the alleyway. Little did you know, Clay was watching you leave and kicking himself for it.

The next day, your mind was racing with Clay’s whereabouts. He seemed like he had his opponents under control, but what if one of them had brought a knife or another weapon? It wasn’t unusual for boys in the city to butt heads like they were, but the fact that you’d let one nearly pick you up the night before was boggling.

You gripped the strap of your bag as you crossed the street, stepping onto the sidewalk and adjusting your skirt. You kept your head down as you passed various people coming and going from their apartments before your ears picked up on a familiar voice. You picked your eyes up, spotting Clay and a small group of guys walking together. He popped a jellybean in his mouth after chiming into their conversation.

You held your breath as they neared you and that’s when you noticed his bruised face and scraped knuckles. Your number was faded on his skin, but still apparent on the back of his hand. He smiled at you, breaking off from his group and walking backward to match your pace. You bit back a smile. “Glad to see you’re okay,” you mumbled, barely able to make eye contact with him. His friends called out for him and he waved them off, walking in line with you.

He chuckled lightly. “Yeah, sorry. I would have called last night but…” he made a gesture to his torso as he trailed off. “I broke a rib. I didn’t really… I don’t.” He laughed sheepishly as you raised your eyebrows. “I’m fine. It’s good,” he brushed.

You picked your gaze off the pavement finally, focusing on his discolored black eye and busted lip. He didn’t seem to be too hurt, but he wore his wounds well. “You’re not scared of me, are you?” He asked, voice changing slightly. You drew in a sharp breath, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before it could get further knotted in the wind. A few people narrowed their eyes at the two of you and you wondered how you looked together. What kind of juxtaposition it was; his tall, dark figure looking like death in Doc Martens while you barely passed his shoulder in height with your less intimidating color scheme.

You debated how to answer him. Your eyes flickered to his dangly earring; a silver ankh. He ate another jellybean. “I was at first. I’m still kind of weary of you, I guess,” you muttered, making a smile bite into his features.

Clay ran his fingers through his hair, which you were beginning to believe was a habit when he was coming up with what to say. “Do you want me to leave you alone?”

You shook your head. A blush crept to your cheeks. “No, I kind of like it,” you mumbled, barely audible enough for him to hear. His hand slipped into yours and you could feel your chest tighten.

“You like being scared of me?” His voice was dripping with allure, making you bite your tongue in a flushed embarrassment. “You just keep getting better and better,” he teased, making your ears burn.

You weren’t sure how you ended up there, but God, were you thankful for Clay’s hands as they kneaded your ass, his lips pressing against yours. He ground his hips against yours, moaning into your mouth as your nails sank into his tattooed skin. His tongue pressed past your lips, his large hand moving to fist in the sheets beside you before dragging up your shirt to grip your breast.

You breathlessly moaned as he broke your kiss, lips trailing down your body as he sat back on his knees, dragging your underwear off as your shirt was also discarded to the floor. He looped his arms around your thighs, bringing you closer to his mouth as his concentrated stare shifted to your eyes before he buried himself between your legs, your body tensing as a groan ripped through your body. Your fingers carded through his soft blond hair, tugging slightly in appraisal as he pulled away from you.

Clay looked up at you again, slowly pressing one of his long fingers into you, you moaned his name, reaching one of your hands up to grip at the headboard above you. “Does that feel good, sweetheart?” He asked, voice deep with lust as his breath fanned against your wet core. He pushed another finger into you as you nodded. He pressed his lips to your thigh. “I can’t believe you’re scared of me,” he mocked, making you whimper as his fingers pulsed against your sweet spot.

He pressed his lips to your core again, tongue teasing at your nerves as you caught your lips between your teeth. You moved your knee further up his arm for a better angle, driving him deeper. He pulled away, his fingers speeding up. “So needy,” he chuckled, the sound enough to send you over the edge if you really thought about it.

“Clay, please. I want you,” you whined softly, your thighs threatening to close around his head. His eyes sparkled devilishly, leaning away from you before tugging your legs towards him. He pushed his fingers into your mouth, jaw tensing as you moaned around him.

He grabbed your hips, flipping your body and pushing your shoulders into the mattress. You heard him unbuckling his belt and your fingers knitted into the sheets beneath you. He pulled you back by the shoulders, hand moving to hold onto your neck. “Maybe I should give you something to be scared of,” he chided, making a shiver run up your spine as he pushed your thighs apart driving himself up into you. You were sure you would tear in half at the sheer size of him, but you bit back your whimpers at the pleasuring pain.

One of your hands moved to grip onto his arm as he thrust into you, his teeth threatening to dig into your shoulder as you moaned. His other hand moved to tease at your nerves, his determination to summon your orgasm sending your head reeling. You tilted back your head, resting against his shoulder as his hand tightened around your throat.

He let go of you, dipping you against the mattress again as his fist knotted in your hair. He steadied himself, leaning on one of his arms beside your head. Your hand wrapped around his wrist as he thrusted into you at an ungodly pace, lips hovering beside your ear as he grunted your name and how good you felt.

You pushed your hips up against him turning your head enough that he pressed his lips against yours, the vibrations from his moans sending heat throughout your body. Clay’s tongue slipped into your mouth roughly, tasting your whimpers and lust. His teeth dragged against your lip as you felt him throb inside of you.

He pushed your shoulder back, moving you on your side as your leg curled around. At the new angle, he could drive himself deeper into you; dark green eyes focused on yours as his warmed breath cascaded over your chest. His hand moved to your jaw, running his thumb against your burning lips as his sights were almost hungrily looking upon you. Your breathing became shallow as he smirked at you, moving his hand to your throat again.

He leaned down, slowing his pace to drag in and out of you as his lips were close to your ear. He applied pressure, your breath hitching in your throat. “So pretty. Good girl, taking me so well,” he praised, making you moan as he kissed you again before speeding up his thrusts. You moaned out his name again, finishing as your eyes fluttered shut. He chuckled darkly, pounding into you harder. “Fuck,” he hissed, lips pressing to the skin behind your ears, digging his face into your hair as he chased his high.

He exhaled, breath blanketing your skin before he kissed your shoulder, cheek, and finally your lips in a quiet appraisal. You pulled him into the spot beside you. He ran his fingers through his hair as you curled against his side, his other hand brushing softly against your arm. You knotted your fingers with his, brushing your thumb against where your faded number rested. “Didn’t you just break a rib?” You asked, finally noticing the slide bruising on his side.

Clay chuckled softly. “Yeah, I think I was running on adrenaline until a second ago,” he groaned.

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quietmyfearswith · 3 years

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innocent little ; preferences

warnings — kidnapping, spanking, curse words, mentions of punishments, obsession, implied stalking, gaslighting, knives

characters — dark!andy barber, dark!steve rogers, dark!ransom drysdale, dark!bucky barnes, dark!lance tucker, dark!clark kent, dark!syverson, dark!august walker

a/n — THIS IS A DARK FIC WITH DARK THEMES,, dni if youre not 18+,, lmk what you think! i have an andy barber oneshot in the works so yeah..

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“Petal, can you come over here? I have something to ask you,” Andy called for her into his home office; Y/N had an idea what she might be asked about, making her even more nervous than she already was. Fiddling with her fingers, she approached him with her head lowered, “Yes dada?” Refusing to meet eye contact, nervously playing with her fingers, and the soft tone she had when she spoke gave the lawyer affirmed his suspicions, but he still wanted to hear it from her. “Did you use dada’s credit card to buy big girl things?” Swaying side to side as she pouted her lips while looking at him with hopeful eyes as she tired to weasel out of getting in trouble, “I did, dada. Only because they were so pretty and I need them.”

“Need them? Petal, you’re dada’s little girl; you don’t need any of these things!” He grabbed her arms, stopping her from swaying, to look at her seriously. Removing his hands from her grip, she stomped her feet as she furrowed her eyebrows and pouted angrily, “But I want ‘em, dada! I wanna be a big girl sometimes too!” Having enough of her rebellious attitude, Andy hoisted her over until she was sprawled against his lap, her stomach flush against his thighs, “I’ve had enough of your bratty attitude,” His rough palm made contact with her clothed bottom, but she still could feel the pain as he swat her bum, causing her to shriek and move against him, “You should be fucking thanking me for taking care of you! I provide you with everything you could ever need and this is the thank you I get?” The opposite cheek felt the wrath of his palm as he hit her flesh. Clawing at his lower leg, cries of mumbled apologies left her mouth as tears were freely flowing from her eyes as she was being punished, “I’m sorry, dada! I promise to be your good little girl.” Pleased with what she said, Andy still didn’t fully believe her and decided to swiftly slap both her bum cheeks as he growled out, “You better live up to your promise, petal. Or else your punishment will be worse than this.”

"Mr. Bunny Hops, do you think daddy will like this drawing I made?” Y/N asked the stuffie that was tucked between her arm and breast as she walked the halls of their home; she had been spending time in her playroom while August took care of work in his home office. Deep in her little space, the drawn on paper that she held in her one hand blew along with wind — sliding under the door of the room he forbade her from entering. With a pout, she stomped on the ground slightly as she looked at her stuffie, “Oh no Mr. Hops! My drawing’s in there, but daddy said ‘m not allowed to go there,” Staring at the white plush that she held in her hands, she decided that maybe this was worth breaking a rule for and that August would understand. With a huff, her hand twisted the knob and entered with her eyes glued to the floor as her eyebrows furrowed as she searched for her masterpiece. “There it is!” She giggled excitedly when she found it, kneeling down to pick up the paper. A gasp left her lips once she noticed the walls that were covered in pictures of her — screenshots from surveillance footages, images from her social media accounts, even her photos from legal documents were plastered on the wall!

“Didn’t I tell you not come in here, little one?” August asked as he leaned from the doorway; turning around to face him, the Hammer was surprised to see the blank expression that she had as she clutched onto her favorite stuffed animal and onto a piece of paper. Running over to him she pouted, “I’m sorry, daddy! The wind blew my drawing,” She gave him the paper where she drew her and August having a tea party to prove her point, “And went under the door and to this room! I know daddy said not to come here, but I had to get my pretty picture!” Kissing away her pout, she moved her out of the room and closed the door before carrying her bridal style, heading to her playroom. “Well that’s thoughtful of you to save that drawing; you’re so talented, little one!” His praise had her giggling as he touched her nose with his. Setting her down on her bean bag, August then became slightly serious as he held both her hands, “Now little one, I need you to forget whatever it was you saw in there okay?” Pursing her lips, Y/N couldn’t prevent her curious self as she asked, “Why do you have those many pictures of me in the walls, daddy?” Bobbing his adam’s apple up and down, the train CIA agent scrambled to think of a response to her question that wouldn't raise any red flags; before getting out an answer she then wondered, “Is it for when you go away for work? So you won’t miss me too much?” Deciding that her guess was much better than the truth, he then nodded his head as he smiled brightly before peppering her face with kisses, “That’s exactly what those are for, my little one! You really are my smart baby, hm?”

“Tătic, can you come over here please?” Hearing his little sweetheart politely call for him, he dropped the book he was reading and headed to the kitchen — where Bucky assumed she would be in anyway. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Seeing her destress-filled face made him anxious that something went awry. “I found this near the sink, tătic; what is this?” As she raised the knife that was usually kept in his hip holster every time they went out, Bucky’s breath hitched as he carefully grabbed the weapon out of her hands, “Sweetheart, where exactly did you find this? And what were you doing?” Curious eyes watched over him as he turned the faucet on and cleaned some of the red stains he forget to clean after what he did; though she couldn’t fully see it since his back was turned to her, shielding her from seeing more, “Was gonna put my sippy on the sink, then I saw it and thought it was pretty because it was shiny. But then I saw something red.”

Once he deemed that it was clean enough he turned to face her slightly, hiding the knife behind his back, “Do you wanna get a reward sweetie?” Excitedly, she nodded her head up and down with a grin on her face, “Okay, I’ll reward you if you go and wait for me on the couch like a good girl.” before even getting to say the last few words, she was running off to the couch and sat cross-legged, placing her hands on her knees as she waited for him. Bucky then took this chance to hide the knife on one of the cabinets she wasn’t permitted to open since it contained some of his other weapons for self-defense; then, he got her some snacks on a bowl —which contained some fruits, chocolate, and cookies. “Here you go, my good little sweetie,” She squealed excitedly upon seeing all her favorite treats being handed to her. Grabbing for a strawberry she held it in front of Bucky as she asked, “Is this the red thingy in the knife, tătic? You were preparing strawbebbies?” Deciding that she didn’t need to know about how he had to intimidate the grocery staff who talked down on you, he went along with her suspicion, “Such a smart, sweetheart I have!” He cooed as he kissed her nose as she was munching on the fruit.

“Can I bake for the bake sale, sir?” Y/N wondered as she looked up to him in between bites of her breakfast. Steve briefly looked at her before continuing to pour orange juice on his glass, “Why do you want to bake, doll? Wouldn’t that tire you out too much?” After munching down on some eggs, she shook her head, “It won’t! The bake sale will help the poor,” Her nervous rambling made him feel like there was more to it than she let on. “Is that all, baby doll?” The stern expression he had matched with an authoritarian tone made her confess her ulterior motive, “Want to earn money to buy a blankie.” Lowering the glass after gulping down he softened his expression as he rubbed her hand gently, “Doll, if you wanted something you should have just said so. That’s no reason to tire your little body out.”

“But sir I wanna work and buy my blankie!” This was something she thought of even when she wasn’t in her little space; ever since Steve retired from the Avengers he devoted all his time to her. It got a bit suffocating to the point that he made her quit her job and spend all of her days being his little girl — it was a dream come true at first but now she was itching for freedom. His closed fist banged against the table as he yelled out, “No! You will not do so!” Lips quivering in fear as he raised her voice, her teary eyes met his cold ones as he made it clear, “You do not have to lift a pretty finger, doll. Tell me what you want and you will get it,” Standing up from where he was sitting, he knelt down in front of her as his thumbs brushed away the few droplets of tears that escaped her eyes, “I’m sorry for raising my voice, doll. But I just don’t want you stressing about anything okay? All you need to do is sit pretty while you be my good little doll.”

“Captain, look! It’s me!” Y/N stumbled upon a piece of paper that was perfectly folded to show her face while she was cleaning up her toys in the living room. Sy dropped what he was doing from the kitchen when he saw her excited over what she found. “What do you got there, baby girl?” Sitting beside her, she then placed the paper in his lap to show what it was she found tucked under the coffee table. “Why is my picture on paper, captain?” Shelooked at him with wonder; meanwhile the Texan man struggled to come up with an explanation. It was a missing poster that was handed to him when he went out for groceries. Some of her close friends and families still hadn’t given up on looking for her despite disappearing for over 2 years now. It was something he didn’t want to do, but he was insecure and doubting that she would go out with him due to his lack of abilities in talking to women — so he resorted to snatching her away as they went someplace else.

“It’s because you’re very pretty, baby!” Sy said as he bopped her nose and tried to cover the agitation he felt, “They just wanna show off the prettiest faces in the world.” The army veteran was grateful that she bought his lie as she laughed and planted herself on his lap, arms encircling around his neck as she kissed his lips briefly, “That can’t be true, cap’n!” Furrowing his eyebrows at her protest he wondered, “Why can’t it be true, little baby?” Scoffing at him she explained, “Because then it would have to be a picture of the both of us! You are very handsome you know.”A warm feeling came over him as he grinned at her while he rested his large hands on her thighs, “Yeah? Am I your handsome daddy whom you’ll love forever?” Without knowing the impact and meaning it had on Sy, she confirmed, “Yes, Captain. Gonna love you forever no matter what because you’re the best!”

“There, there, angel. Deep breaths for me now,” Lance rubbed her back as she continued to sob into his chest, her hands clawing at his back. Y/N came home devastated when she revealed to him that she had been fired from her job — what she didn’t know however is that this was Lance’s doing. The gymnast loathed how she had to leave him five days a week in order to be a “big girl” everytime she went to go to work. So Lance intimidated and threatened to expose the manager of their infidelity to their spouse and report to the authorities about their drug abuse if they didn’t fire her; the feeble man quivering in fear as they assured the gymnast who had powerful connections that Y/N would be fired at the end of her shift for that day. “I know it sucks to be fired from your job, but hey now you don’t ever have to be a big girl again!” Despite the tempting idea of being little, she still knew deep in her that she has to work, “But papa I need to work!”

Feeling his muscles tense at her statement, Lance tried to compose himself as he reassured her as he placed loving kisses all over her face, “Not anymore, angel. From now on you let papa take care of all the grown up stuff okay?” Her glossy eyes looked at his, seeing the sincerity and love he had made her heart flutter in appreciation, “Are you sure, Papa? How can I help you?” Chuckling, he kissed her pout away as he reassured her, “Yes my precious angel, I’m sure I can handle everything. And how can you help?” He pouted his own lips, as if he were thinking hard, which made Y/N giggle as she messily wiped off the remaining tears she had with her palms. “Do you promise to be my good baby girl and obey me at all times?” The gold medalist had to place both his hands under her chin to prevent her from having whiplash by the way she nodded her head up and down, “I can do that, papa! Can be your goodest girl who will love and listen to you!” Pleased with her compliance, he gave her pecks on her forehead, nose, and lips before smiling at her, “I knew you would be, angel.”

“Are you ready for dinner later, Ransom?” Y/N asked him while she laid down on the bed the red dress she was going to wear for supper with his family. Lowering the manuscript that he was reviewing, he stood from the desk and wrapped his arms around her frame from behind as he took a peak of her outfit, “Is this what you’re wearing for later, princess?” It was on purpose that he dropped that nickname, hoping to coax her into her small space. “It’s the red dress you bought for me, Ran,” Turning her head to place a kiss on his clean shaven cheek, “Thank you for buying it for me by the way.” Appreciating the kiss she gave him, it still did not make his confusion go away; he detached himself from her as he went into their walk in closet. Ruffling through the hangers he let out a small, “Ah!” Once he finds the pink dress he wanted her to wear. “Princess why don’t you wear this one instead?” Looking at the dress he held, she pouted slightly, “But that’s for when I’m in, you know,” She tilted her head knowingly, causing him to smirk a bit. “For when you’re in your little space, I know. That red dress is too grown up for you; and I want to see you wear this for tonight.”

“Bur Ransom!” She whined but stopped immediately when Ransom crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at her, “King,” She clarified, fearing about what will happen if she chose to not call him his title, “I think I shouldn’t be wearing that dress for dinner.” Sighing as he laid the pink dress on top of the outfit she chose, he then held both her hands in his as his thumbs rubbed the back of her palms. “Am I not the king? Don’t I know what’s best for you?” She opened her mouth to reply, but he was quick to stop her from talking as he placed a kiss on her lips, letting his tongue inside her mouth as he swallowed the moan she let out. Pulling away from their heated kiss, he rested his lips against hers, “Do you understand what I’m trying to say, my little princess?” Nodding her head, she pecked his lips as she apologized, “I’m sorry, my king. You always know what’s best for me.”

“Clark, how come you told Perry I won’t be helping you anymore on the Hamilton cover?” Y/N asked her boyfriend after showering. His strong arms grabbed for her, settling her down on his lap as he circled his arms around her waist, “We’re at home now, honey. You don’t need to be a big girl anymore.” Even though her little side was itching to come through because of his coaxing, she still stood her ground as she asked again, “Later, bubba. First tell me why you had me removed from the team!” Controlling his breathing as his beloved tested his patience, he managed to calmly let out, “I don’t want you getting yourself involved in some dangerous things, honey. End of discussion.”

“But I worked hard on that case and you know it!” She stomped her feet on the ground and crossed her arms, trying to replicate his rigid expression that she gave him when she was being a naughty baby; but to Clark she just looked like a growly kitty, that didn’t let her attitude slide though. Fingers gripped her elbow hard, causing her to wince out in pain while her fingers tried to push his hand away to no avail, as his eyes darkened with every word he spoke, “I know you worked hard; but I don’t want my girl to get in trouble. Can you imagine if the case went wrong? What will happen to you then?” The rhetorical question had her halting her efforts in loosening his grip on her as she thought for a bit, “Did you actually think I wanted you to risk your safety for the sake of a cover story? That I’d rather you be a big girl than my little honey?” Seeing how she stopped struggling, dropping her hands to her lap as she calmed down her breathing, he set free of her skin. “”M sorry I was being a naughty girl about it, bubba,” Her apology was muttered in a soft, small voice which gave Clark the clue that not only did she agree with his decision, but she now fully submerged into her little space — and that delighted him immensely. Kissing her forehead, his thumbs lifted the end of her lips to get her to smile as he reminded her, “I understand why you were upset, honey. I just wanted you to be safe and not have to worry about silly big girl things!”

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xamaxenta · 2 years

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What are all your favorite op ships? And what ones are hard no?

Honestly I ship all of the WBP with Ace excluding Pops (And Teach but honestly man was never a WBP anyway the traitor!!!)

But yea MarcoAce is my number one for sure I just need to figure out how to draw Marco consistently and then we gucci - MarcoAce is 👌🏽 hits that spot for me, the older more mature one hesitating in falling in love but the younger one Ace chasing them pursuing them actively

Like the whole firecracker chasing the old bird? LOVE IT!!!!!

Big fan of LawLu and CobyLu both are veeeery cute anything with Luffy is automatically super cute

Also Corazon and Bellemere for happier modern Aus ❤️ they are cuties bc I love Nami Nojiko and Law and Lami being siblings

ThatchIzou theyre the longest relationship on the moby, married and everything and Ace goes to them for advice on Marco and how to ask him out awwua ThatchIzou is the sexy couple ok i love em

NamiVivi as well like Nami the cat burglar has a PRINCESS wife? The vibes are immaculate here such a powercouple

Ofc FrankyRobin/Frobin i love that funky cyborg man and his equally funky archaeologist wife, they’re that couple you envy for being so adorable and in sync

Deuce/Ace is a new one for me one I didnt expect because Deuce didn’t really appeal to me, Until I drew him and oh man I got it bad for Deuce now and I think they would be very SHY together like first love holding hands and BLUSHING BECAUSE ITS SO LEWD

SanjiZoro (yes) you read that right, I think zoro is a bottom bitch and sanji tops - purely for the fact I like changing the norms up with super popular pairings like them - Sanji gets to feel more idk in control? Like I personally feel Sanji would struggle with loving a man and all the toxic masculinity stuff he cornered himself into, bottom sanji isnt a bad thing and i like the fight he always goes through in letting zoro take control but YOU KNOW WHAT they switch I like healthy zosan sanzo whatever ignore what i was trying to say lol - Omega Zoro tho sets me on fire i love it so much

UsoppSanji - very cute ok I think they are like a basket of kittens - although ZoroSanjiUsopp is UH GREAT??? Usopp thinking he’s not good enough but these two bearing down on their sniper king like YEAH YOURE HOT AF BRO its very bromancy but they also hold hands together and kiss USOPP HAS TWO HANDS

But also Usopp and Kaya is just sweetness

Aaaand uh SengokuGarp (listen IF DRAGON EXISTS I KNOW GARP HAD A LADY BUT SENGOKUGARP IS FUN)

Some pleasure ships that I’m not embarrassed about and love very much haha:

Shanks/Ace, Rayleigh/Ace, Jinbe/Ace, Sabo/Ace or specifically Marco/Sabo/Ace

Not for Me ships

Smoker and Ace, i get it I Really do it so be like that but :/// idk I’ve never been very into Smoker, My gf is obssessed with him🤣 maybe im having lingering hard feelings bc he steals my girl everytime he shows up…. Im kidding Smoker just aint it not when MARCO EXISTS HELLo??? (I also think post time skip Smoker is ugly, his pre timeskip design is wayyyy better)

Sanji Ace - again i totally see the appeal, I also love the idea of all the strawhats having a crush on Ace but thats it just a crush - idk I can’t see Sanji doing one night stands or long distance relationships - he seems like the kind of guy who needs daily affection, love and affirmations and Ace can’t give that to him imo, i think theyre cute and compatible but because of Sanjis nature i dont see it working out, and I dont like long distance relationships due to originally trying so hard in one myself and basically getting neglected (im not saying im projecting but Sanji probably would feel the same, not that Ace is neglectful but it takes time to send letters and travel to see each other on the grandline) - SO TLDR; definitely cute but not for me

- Hard no ships - I dont really have any? Love is love and love what you love haha but I gotta say

Anything with Teach - is he even paired with anyone?

Doflamingo with either Cora or Law is frankly upsetting - he’s a horrible person and I can’t personally see how he’s attractive, he’s repulsive and seeing noncon stuff with him and Law or Crocodile etc is gross

#long post #sorry #xam asks

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katyahina · 3 years

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Speaking of the league, what are YOUR hcs??😳 (since u asked of mine as well lol)

OKAY I actually do, thank you for the ask!! However keep in mind that pretty much it's work in progress, because literally every single day I remember an item description I forgot or get a new perspective/idea on my own! But as of now (September 11th, 2021) here goes!

Under cut though because I have many headcanons, plus it's mostly text and no pictures this time...

* Valtr

- As the type to be 'obssessed with his job', formerly as a constable and now as a hunter, he struggles to have hobbies or even enjoy his rest time at all! But when his friends DO manage to convince him to relax and try to do something fun like drawing or cooking or whatever, he quickly gains enough competence in the thing to start criticizing and teaching THE person who showed him the way to begin with! That can be frustrating, and they have to ask him to STOP now, which is as hard as getting him to start was....

- I already talked about how seeing Vermin relies on one's own ability to define what is acceptable and what isn't in this post, but yeah. He stopped seeing Vermin because of 'nothing deserves to live anyway' mindset that makes Impurity rune redundant; however as dialogue suggests in my opinion, the hunter betraying him does piss him off enough to see it in them! If you never do though, presume he moves on sheer autopilot to at least find himself a replacement. He still does the right thing even if it does not matter anymore...

- His passionate praising and affection to confederates for squashing bugs is genuine but at the same time pragmatic! Vermin is seen by anyone with Impurity rune in what/who they deep down think should be exterminated, and theme of 'some things only can harm you if you are able to perceive them' is strong in Bloodborne - so Valtr needs to fuel the feeling that they are in the right in them, because if they hate themselves and see Vermin in themselves... at least they will suffer physically, at likeliest they'll die.

- Valtr is similar to Gehrman with the 'whatever your backstory/motivation/hunting style/etc is, if you are ready to kill and can do it WELL - you are accepted' approach (as opposed to Ludwig's quite unifying and inspiring chivalry), however, Valtr is of course way better at reading hidden emotions and needs of his subordinates than him.

* Yamamura

- Arrived with long hair in ponytail like concept art of him suggests, cut it short with a sword as sort of a sign of starting new life in Yharnam.

- Is unable to take a break like Valtr, however, for Yamamura it is very detrimental. Think of the person who never switches TV channel when it's bad news, never blocks internet content they hate or disturbed by, like, no matter how bad their mental state gets - they keep exposure up because 'well it will not disappear just because I stopped looking at it'. Valtr was very stoic and even felt the more in his element the worse things got - but Yamamura is an emotional, intricate, sensitive person, so his eventual insanity came from this. Just think of the person that denies every temporary comfort because "it will not change how the world is"... He is very self-destructive - that varies from understandable(?) denial of help when he needs it to crazy things such as defying himself his own human needs.

- Needs a hug but says he does not because "if I feel nice now it won't change how awful the world is :/". Valtr takes boundaries of his confederates seriously, however requests like 'let me wallow in literal insanity and suffer whereas simple affection could make a difference' are to be taken in reverse, so too bad, hugs from all confederates for him.

- Valtr did not offer Yamamura to leave the League directly, nor would Yamamura agree, yet Valtr recognized him as very sensitive so he started talking to him often, more often than with other League members that didn't instantly disappear to hunt in distant places, to know how he's feeling and what he is thinking. As result, they became very close.

- His Insight is high enough to make him be harmed by things others cannot even see - drown in the water others do not know even "exists" here, burnt trying to hold an object others do not know is even "burning", poisoned by a spike on a plant others can hold just fine - because for them this spike doesn't exist! The 'some things can only harm you if you perceive them', remember!

- Draws and writes and plays music - at least sometimes, because often his drawings might come to life and attack him, or sound of his music turn into something ears-scattering. Has a diary halving "japanese" and "english" language, as he has not heard his native speech in years before he died, thus many of his thoughts went "english". Some almost prophetic notes and drawings can be found in his diary.

- Choosen 'cursed' Cainhurst blade because it reminded him of home, did not care about its life-draining effects because 'well the hunt slowly ruins all of us anyway, choosing different way to harm oneself won't change it so why not through a weapon'. Like.... you see his problem by now I am sure.

* Henryk

- He believes that one true way to REALLY know the person is to fight/kill them, as he has almost supernatural empathy towards someone he just killed (like the rune he drops suggests). This mindset made him become fast friends with Valtr, however, he only lifted this mentality for Gascoigne and his family.

- Used to crush on Gascoigne, however introduced him to his family (that at the moment was only his adopted daughter, Viola) only after Gascoigne ditched the Healing Church. However, when he saw how desperate Viola got from almost the first sight, he knew what he needed to do, so he subtly helped her to win Gascoigne over and them to get together. He might have had some sadness within, but when the first daughter between Gascoigne and Viola was born, he cried such tears of joy that they presumably washed away any grudges he might have had left.

- Only accepts death in the honest battle, yet nothing can kill him, so his life is long overdue. Although, 'you' can defeat him, as his skill is severly weakened because of heartbreak upon seeing both Viola and Gascoigne dead.

- Took advantage of younger Madaras twin not knowing semantics to teach him say cuss words, cracked the hell up every time, got bonked by Valtr with the League staff upon being found out.

- Has strange heritage he is uncertain of, such as the suspiciously bolt-resistant costume and a music box that plays weird tune that feels familiar. He is as much descendant of land of Loran as Cainhurst nobles are descendants of Pthumerian royalties, but he knows even less about his mysterious heritage, so he ventures in Byrgenwerth when it was 'still good' to ask about melody music box he was given plays. He was not able to accomplish much though, so he opted out to just gifting this music box to Viola and Gascoigne as the wedding gift.

- When stressed throws knives at the pictures of his enemies that Viola drew, hung on the wall for convenience.

- Lets his actions speak for him instead of the words, however, when he DOES talk, usuall it is edgy james bond esque over the top quote.

- Although he does not talk much, he would accomplish more if he did; always, he has something important to say and is arguably better at delivering the point from the first try when Valtr struggles to explain it at the 10th time. He just knows what feelings and sentiments to cater to to be more convincing.

* Younger Madaras Twin

- He got very attached to humanity's more civilized ways in the contrast of his more feral brother, tried his best to learn to hold tools and speak some words from the start. Perhaps, his previous life no longer seemed as satisfying when he learned of something different.

- Has intense loyalty to Valtr. He killed his brother (and snake!!!) for the ideals Valtr introduced, without even having enough verbal/cognative development to comprehend complexities of 'crime and innosense' concept Valtr introduced. He still relays on Valtr as his moral compass, hence why he attacks the good hunter regardless of whether Valtr was killed or passed his leadership down. He does not have this deeply-rooted will for the Hunt normal hunters have that is so strong in can rise them up from the death - instead, he just sticks to Valtr (and Henryk as follows) as it 'feels right'. Is it son/father bond? Is it apprentice/mentor bond? Even dog/owner bond? It is hard to describe with a single term, but ether way, this guy traded what he felt more familiar and safe with for Valtr's ideology, and although Valtr values loaylty - what truly matters is WHAT you're loyal to, and this is why thus guy will always be a true confederate.

- Catches small animals that are unaffected by the beasthood to eat them raw as food - shared trait with my versions of Izzy and Amelia. Old habits die hard.

- Has very keen senses like his brother even if they appeared to be very different people upon more about the world being revealed, athough they are mostly tied to emotions. Without words, he is very likely to understand how you truly feel, if not try to provide comfort with cuddles and occasional cheek licks (like a dog...).

* Relevant Encounters

Older Twin: He has always been more reluctant to mingle with the humans than the older one. Did not enjoy using tools to eat, rejected getting a haircut, did not even try to learn to say some human words... He appreciates his upbringing more than some randos that 'found' him and his brother and declared the lifestyle he was perfectly fine with barbaric and animalistic. Never was a true member of the League per say - in fact, his death WAS what brought younger twin to be recognized as a confederate. However, he was very loving and strong in his own regard - he felt undying gratitude to his mother figure even though she appeared to be filled with Vermin, he could show attachment and loyalty not every 'civilized' human could.

Madaras Snake: Long time ago, a terrifying creature of superior kind settled within ancients, punishing those who searched for more knowledge than they were supposed to have with deadly gaze that petrified their bodies. However, it had snakes growing all over its head, and they disagreed with the main body, loving the humanity and wishing to 'live in dirt' with them. Creature had been slain yet lives in the void some dedicated researchers still look into, but some snakes were cut away from its body and settled within mankind, their origin explaining them having enough intelligence to raise human children. Indeed, their snake was a mother figure for them, but through eating beasts (who were in turn transformed people) she is filthy and depraved, and not everyone can accept that their parent figure was "nothing but filth all along".

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Gascoigne: He had the same 'nothing deserves to live' depression that eventually reduced Valtr's ability to see Vermin much earlier - although unrealized, as he was trying to live his best life and even found joy in caring for his family. However it was enough for Impurity rune to 'not work' on him although Henryk suggested to hunt with the League. He was just like ':/ Nothing changed', and League that knew what that means was like '...oh no' internally. However, he is still in contact with friends of Henryk, and at times Gascoigne and Valtr find such great common ground that Henryk feels left out in these moments x)

Viola: Whereas she does not oppose the concept of teaching her girls to fight back as soon as they physically can, but she thinks that 'dad's friends are weird' and would rather prefer doing it within family or some more level-headed hunters (are there any?..). She still has faith in the future where her girls could grow up and accomplish things (oh no...), so she does NOT vibe with the idea of Valtr inspiring them to grow up to be cops stuck in the hunter mindset even when there will be no need.

Dorothy (younger daughter): Very scared of Valtr's antics, he can give QUITE a maniacal murdery speech whereas other people be like '...dude she's like, 6 :/' . However, she hoped that younger Madaras twin could teach her animals language at some point.

Sally (younger daughter): She thinks Valtr is really cool and sometimes wraps herself in blue blanket and puts actual bucket on her head to act like him (and maybe to scare her little sister a bit). It is "VERY similar", according to Henryk.

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Gratia and Simon:

Yamamura was the last core member to join, and although skilled fighter in his own place, still needed to master plenty of skills and things about beasts. Valtr encouraged him to mingle with the Church hunters of Ludwig's kind under the guise of 'needing some training' as Church had some suspicious aura about it which did not sit well with Valtr. However, there was interior motive tied in as well - Valtr noticed Yamamura in his sensitive emotional spirit did not belong to League as much and it was ruining him, so he hoped he'd find more motivation and comfort with noble, optimistic ways of the Church hunters and keep friends from that kind of hunters even if something horrible comes up about the Church. And he was right - Yamamura laughed and smiled in his stay in Church Worskhop more than he ever did in the League, he made friends with two other 'weird weapon choice' hunters - as one picking 'cursed' blade socked from Cainhurst after the raid as it reminded him of home, and at the brink of his sanity he recites inspirational speech of the Church, not something relevant to the League. It was a matter of 'if you love them - let them be where they're happier' mindset in a way...

Yamamura however, ended up in (unfortunate) adventure to unveil the Church's secrets with his new friends - Simon as he shared same suspicions and Gratia because 'You are my friends, I will go where you go'! They were quite a team - Simon with his big information basis and ability to sneak everywhere and snatch everything, Gratia who is a huge physical force and Yamamura as 'the seer' hahah; If only all of them avoided being caught and lived longer...

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Djura: Valtr used to affiliate with Djura as his weapon was crafted at Powder Kegs, and sudden change of heart with 'beast are people just less fortunate ones' did not sit right with him. He is not a coward to jump into the battle he cannot win, either. However, the fact that beasts of Old Yharnam have no means to escape anyway is what truly allowed Valtr to leave him be. He even has mild agreement with Djura that if a person League is chasing ends up escaping in Old Yharnam - they leave them be; they cannot escape, plus if they were so 'impure' they are probably soon to become the beast anyway. My inspiration was finding a single red-eyed scourge beast in Old Yharnam - and you collect Vermin from red-eyed old hunters, so. Perhaps, Valtr sees Djura as a sort of 'jailer' so he gives Djura a pass even if he's not the type to spare ANY beast normally... oh boy.

Church Doctors/Proto-Choir: Valtr thinks they are crazy, as they saw the 'filth within man' to be the soil to plant weird things within them, usually coming in the forms of the flowers. There is a rune on Clocktower Dial that looks like Impurity but slightly altered, which I took as the doctors misinterpreting (misspelling?) a concept and finding a way to 'plant' phantasms to cleanse mankind - yes, it has to do with how Milkweed rune makes your head a broccoli, as well as with Fluorescent Flowers and glowing plant life at Rom's back. "Watering" the dirt allows "flowers to grow from it", and Valtr is NOT here for it. Ya'll trying to toss humanity away, ya'll aren't slick!

Geranea: A nice doctor/hunter that attempted at Research Hall experiments to cleanse the beasthood, but early realized they were subjecting themselves to some otherwordly mind humans better be sceptical towards and chickened out. However, she did lose one eye (as existance of Eye Pendant suggests), so she made a habit from wearing a helmet that resembled a bucket, but with just one eye hole in it. As someone familiar with Caryll's runes language she helped Valtr to make sense of the 'inhuman noises' he got within him after eating a beast, however their approaches altered. Geranea refused to ever harm a human that still never turned into a beast, as no human deserves to die in her opinion, so she was dead set on treating 'impurity' medically. Valiant effort, but when you 'treat' terrible, dirty, depraved humans for too long - it infects you, and in Bloodborne so many psychological concepts are also literal. In the end she realized that SOME humans did deserve to die - mostly her for what she became from raw exposure, so she turned herself in to Valtr asking to be killed by his own hand, thus indirectly encouraging him to confirm his oath. He still wears her bucket helm unaltered despite having both eyes, as a reminder to not repeat her mistakes and from sentimentality. She did not stop being his friend just because she chosen a different (and less safe) way to rid the world of evil, after all, she still put up a fight against filth, so.

Dog: Back in his constable times, Valtr struggled to find a dog he'd like to keep as a companion. However, after like, 30 tries he met THE one most fodmiddable and aggressive to call his friend. He knew it was THE one xD Unfortunately, before the beast that invanded district Valtr was in started killing people, it had this exact dog as its first victim.

Izzy: She was very interested in her pursuit for what humanity really IS, what is the border between man and beast, and her picking interest in a guy that seemed to get something figured about "the world of man" was only a matter of time. She talked him into revealing the secret to her, having pretended to crush Vermin like others for some time, but actually secretly stocking most of it to research. Eventually she concluded Vermin was natural for humans and Valtr was the one crazy for wanting to cleanse it. You can imagine that did not go well... Even her eventual beast form had insectoid features. She is the only technically-confederate that Valtr doesn't count as such, the 'we do not talk about THAT one' deal for the League.

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Eileen: She knows the hunt is a tragic necessity, not some sort of entrertainment to 'seek' for, thus she questions League's determination to seek the reasons to hunt 'not just tonight but every night', however, they do not seem to listen. However, she questions whether they feel pain or joy when someone they suspected to be Impure proves to be so, which puts her in complicated relationship with Valtr. I imagine he to be the one to be able to ground Valtr if he was ever to approach blood-drunkedness; meanwhile, she just does the 'STOP IT YOU ARE SCARING CHILDREN!' on him when he tries to start shit during the light of the day when people have a chance to have something good as the night of the hunt is far away.

#valtr master of the league #old hunter henryk #younger madaras twin #yamamura the wanderer #bloodborne #bloodborne headcanons #not art #text post #ask reply #valtr beast eater #i use 'zero waste' politics so him having two eyes despite helm owner stated to only have one didnt sit right with me #so forgive me this sudden fan character indulgence #also eileen is the same mbti type as yamamura which is a perfect match to valtr's mbti hahaha #he just needs a caring senstive person who at the same time means business and is badass #crow mom superiority #bb

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Yandere creeps? 👀

Of course! since you didn’t specify who you wanted I decided to do Toby, Masky, Hoodie, Liu, EJ, LJ, Jeff and Jane

Ticci Toby

Honestly it wouldn’t take much for this man to go yandere honestly. Just show him kindness. He’s been shown cruelty his whole life so someone treating him with basic decency and not expecting anything out of it? Yeah he’s in love.

While he will treat you like a queen, if you fight back you will be punished. He doesn’t want to physically hurt his S/O, but he’s not below anything mentally. He will murder your loved ones right in front of you. All while saying things like “It’s you’re fault, I’m the only one who is allowed to love you”

But if your completely fine with being with him? (Don’t @ me I know there are some of you out there) He’s so happy! Expect cuddles everyday, they’re mandatory. He’s still possessive as all hell though. While he trusts you not to run away he does NOT trust others to not steal you away. No matter what you’re leaving the house for he’s coming with you. Taking out the trash? Wait for him. Getting grocery’s? Let him get his shoes. This leads to quote unquote dates a lot.

He needs you with them so don’t ever try to leave, love him and you should be fine. But don’t think it’s all happiness. He’s a PTSD ridden Schizophreniac with most likely trust issues and intimacy issues. There are days where you can tell him you love him a thousand times and he’s yelling about how you’re lying. But in a hour he’ll be back crying and begging for forgiveness.

He struggles with emotions so remember, he was major trouble showing love. The way he does it headpats, cuddles and not murdering you.

Eyeless Jack

Now this man is a mystery rapped in a enigma rapped in a riddle. For him, its tougher to figure out why he’s obsessed with you. But I’d say its how you are psychologically and what you’re life’s like.

Maybe its because of how generally kind you are despite knowing how shit life and people can be. Maybe he wants to protect the innocence he used to have?

Who knows. But as with Toby, Mans Possessive. Not in a lock you up kinda way (That would come later). But stalkerish. You may think you’re alone but you never are. Man knows you’re whole shecdual. And while he won’t KILL anyone who hurts you, that would draw way to much attention. But what he does is much worse.

He probably takes the longest out of all the creeps to show himself to you. And not even in person. He’d start with notes. If you return his feelings your safe and now have a cannibalistic stalker protector. If you don’t......well...We’ll unpack that someother time.

Masky

Again, Show him kindness, But its still a little different from Toby. If you fully understand what he’s done, the person he is. But still think he deserves kindness. He thinks you’re naive. Yeah, He starts off thinking your fucking stupid. Starting.

But as it goes on, and you continue to show him kindness. Even when you know what he’s done, He starts to warm up to your kindness. But if you witness him cold blooded murdering someone. He’s ready for you to leave. But if you dont. You still treat him kindly. He wants to save this nativity. Being naive in this world is a death wish. So he’ll barely let you leave the house. And he’s always with you. Unlike EJ. He will murder anyone who fucks with you. And leave no evidence behind. As far as anyones concerned they’ve dissapeared from the earth.

Once again if you love this man. You have to put up with this. No negotiations. He loves you and thats how he shows it. But if you do put up with it. And show this man all the love. Maybe it will be alright.

But like EJ, Never try and leave him, Unlike some creeps he will hurt his S/O physically, but then will cry into their arms begging them to forgive him. Or a different punishment might go an NSFW way if you know what I mean.....

Hoodie

Again, Complicated. His obsession probably comes very quickly. Someone whose creative like him, Who questions the bigger things in life. Someone he could have a intelligent conversation with.

He’s a stalker. He watches his S/O all day. Nothing they do could bore him. But he gets jealous very easy. Why else do you think the cute person in the library that gave you their number hasn’t come back? Or hasn’t texted you?

He’s probably take a while to show himself to his S/O. And once he finally gets the courage. He’ll send them a letter. You two’ll become penpals. He’s kept every single one of your letters and keeps them in a folder.

He does have trouble showing his emotions though, Showing his S/O He loves them would be returning letters, Giving them small trinkets (like a magpie) and not murdering them.

Prefurs not to hurt his S/O, If they try to run away he’ll just psychologically torture them. Following them and disappearing when the call the police. Making them think they’re the only one who can see him. Anyone who they care about disappears. But this only happends if you run away and don’t love him back.

So love him and you’ll be good....you’ll just have to deal with Possessiveness, Paranoia, Obssession, and Jealousy.

Jane The Killer

With most of the creeps. Be kind to her, But not just her. If your a generally kind person who shows others respect but refuses to to bow down to bullies. Shes in love

Shes quite quick to talk to her S/O, She’ll ask for they’re number, and because of how normal she looks (And how pretty she is) you say yes.

Late night texts about random things, if you rant to her about your interests she could listen all day.

(To quote The Killers) Jealousy

Its her life quest to keep creepers who remind her of Jeff away from you, Speaking of Jeff is he ever went near you shes starting a riot.

She loves cuddles, intamacy is a must. She needs you to stay near her. Once again won’t hurt her S/O but if they try to run away they’re getting locked in a room alone untill they’re begging for her to come back so they can hear someone’s voice that isnt their own and touch them. She’s not above depriving her S/O of intimacy should the moment call for it.

Possessive. You need her and only her. Everyone else doesnt matter. Show her love and no one else.

Jeff The Killer

He’s most likely to become obsessed with someone whose nice to people. But will fight a bitch. If your sassy and don’t take shit he’s in love. But remember hes a twisted psychopath who murdered his family and his neighbours. His love isnt what you’d call socially acceptable. He’d kill for you in a flash. Anyone, people you love or hate. They’re dissapearing.

Unlike the others, he won’t show himself to you quickly BUT he will not hide his love. Scribbled love notes written in blood. Dead animals on your porch. He’s kinda like a dog.

He will hurt his S/O if they don’t love him, Mentally or Physically he doesnt mind, He see’s it as a necessary step.

He needs physically affection.

Isnt a soft relationship to be honest. Cuddles and kisses yes. But no soft words. Just sass, violent outbursts, Hate sex, Angry sex, Makeup sex. Yeah lots of sex.

He’s a horndog what can I say?

But maybe, just mayyybeee once In a blue moon, you’ll be cuddling and he’ll think your asleep, and whisper he loves you in his ear. Pretend your asleep though.

Laughing Jack

He needs someone he can laugh with, Someone with a sort of wonder to them. He likes those type of people.

Since he’s a childs imaginary friend(?) He doesn’t really understand love, But obsession? Yes.

He’s not gonna show himself to his S/O for ages. I mean, Hes like a seven foot tall clown. Total boyfriend material.

He’ll leave candy on your doorstep, Or cute little trinkets, Like music boxes.

Gives the best hugs honestly. He’ll lift you right up off the ground and spin you around. Honestly he carries you everywhere like a princess.

CARNIVIAL DATES.

Anyone, literally anyone makes you feel sad or makes the wonder in your eyes leave. They’re loved ones are getting turned into candy, then they’re forced to eat them. Then they get murdered gruesomely. He’s all you need and he’ll protect you.

He loves to slow dance with you. He’ll play some old classical music.

(I headcanon he has a British accent)

He’ll cut you off from all your friends, or make them disappear, He’s all you need.

Homicidial Liu/Sully

(Its so hard to find good gifs for these boys)

This boy needs a hug, Him and Sully.

Stalkers. They need affection. They’ll follow they’re S/O wherever they go. No mater what they do.

They’re S/O has a partner? Not for much longer.

Liu gives cute gifs and notes like Flowers, or shiny trinkets, Sully gives weirder stuff, Like random stones or shiny things. And his notes are scrubbed much more.

Nickname them Magpie they’ll love it.

While Liu is defiantly the more sweeter one, He’ll never hurt his S/O, but he will score them if he must. Sully on the other hand, all for scaring them. Despite what others think he loves them, and he doesn’t want to hurt them to much because he wants them to be his. And they can’t be his if they’re dead.

You know all the jealousy I said Jeff had? Imagine that but doubled.

Thats your realtionship. While Liu will be more defensive if someone’s hurting or flirting with you. Sully aggressive. Back away from whats his.

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