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monstrousparalysis · 2 months

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Hey y'all! Since it's Love Loses Wednesday for all who celebrate and I have plenty of thoughts about it, here's some of those thoughts I've had for my fellow enjoyers of Chip Bastard from the insanely powerful podcast Just Roll With It!

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Chip being so focused on family and friends, on finding Arlin and keeping his co-captains and crew safe, while the most he ever shows interest in romance is in brief, jokey flirting that's quickly brushed aside.

Chip buying a love potion, only for it to sit unused in his inventory for literal months until it unceremoniously drops into the mouth of the Electrodon.

Chip being unnerved or even downright scared when somebody shows a sign of being attracted to him (Amanda with the marriage, Jazz and his flirting, the frantic denial to Ollie that Gillion kissing him meant anything (which was then followed by barely any change in their relationship. A typically romantic act, done as an act of love between friends, and yet those friends never did start a romance. Curious))

Speaking of Amanda and the marriage: Chip waking up one day and suddenly being expected, even morally obligated, to be in a romantic relationship with somebody he doesn't even know, for reasons he doesn't even know. And even when he clarifies that he doesn't want this, that he won't give up being a pirate with his friends for it, he still can't leave behind the expectation fully, because Amanda, and thus this expectation, is literally chasing him. Sometimes it even comes from his own friends, because no matter how much he would prefer to just Not Be Married, there's no way for him to get out of it, especially not ones Gillion would likely accept, and therefore the expectation that eventually, he'll be in a romance, is inescapable.

And even more interesting, he's not opposed to the idea of getting married in general. He wasn't wholly against the notion of marrying Igneous just for the AC boost it would give them. Clearly, the problem he had wasn't with the marriage itself, but with the fact that he was expected to form a romantic partnership.

And lastly: Chip having his literal heart ripped out of him, and staying nearly the same. Making jokes about how his heart was stolen in a way that was literal instead of romantic. Writing to his wife that if death do them part, then now it has (and doesn't it even say something that the only way for him to escape the marriage, the expectations, was to die?)

He cares for his friends just the same. He cares for his crew just the same. He wants to find Arlin just as much as ever. And his avoidance of his wife, of the expectation that he perform romance, stays the same. But even if he's the exact same, he has an excuse for this now. Because clearly, somebody with no heart couldn't feel romance, and who cares that he didn't really seem to before he lost his heart either?

Chip being aromantic, on a textual, metaphorical, and thematic level.

#rem's ramblings #just roll with it riptide #jrwi riptide #chip bastard #chip jrwi #jrwi chip #riptide meta #riptide analysis #aromantic chip #aromantic headcanons #aromantic #amanda as a metaphor for amatonormativity in particular is So important to me #anyways yeah this is half textual evidence and half metaphors but Analysis Fun and either way. chip aromantic. i'm claiming him

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bobosbillionsknives · 22 days

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Autism mom doesn't know she's also autistic .

I can't imagine Knives being the easiest kid to raise 😭. Thers no WAY anyone on that ship was qualified enough to properly care for two autistic alien children !!!

#hairbrush thing is based off my own childhood btw.#id SCREEAAAAM at my mothers face because I hated my hair being brushed so bad #sorry mama love youuu #I imagine knives being just. So overstimulated always #that poor kid. no one knew how to help him #and Vash is ignored bc he never complains about anything #I have so many headcanons its insane... whatever...🚬#anyway I love Rem with all of my heart and she did the best she could but she was way too young #Knives had to be getting on her nerrrrves #trigun #millions knives #my art #trigun fanart #vash the stampede #millions knives fanart #rem saverem #my headcanons are a mix of both 98 and trimax btw :D

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siriuslygay1981 · 4 months

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James who has never seen a mistletoe before - You know what they say... we have to kiss under the mistletoe now little black

Regulus- .....Potter, that's a lettuce leaf

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gh0stbeeee · 3 months

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Random Death Note headcanons

L has a bit of an overbite, he had braces as a teenager but he never wore his retainers so it came back a little.

Misa was a little ragamuffin as a kid, she loved going outside and being messy with her hair unbrushed, but she realized she couldn't put her hair in twin tails if it was knotty so she improved her hygiene as she grew up.

Light has always wanted to grow his hair to his shoulders and part it in the middle because he thought it looked really elegant, but he never did because he was worried people would think he wasn't respectable.

Also, Light was a bit chubby when he was young. He developed an eating disorder as he grew up because of how family and other adults would comment on his body. Keep in mind this was healthy baby fat, and he is now perpetually a little underweight.

L has a ridiculous metabolism, so despite his diet he is naturally skinny and light weight. In contrast to Light, he wishes he could gain a little weight.

Misa knows Light doesn't love her. She stays with him because he became a rock in her life despite his coldness and manipulative nature, and he keeps her grounded. She is scared of independence, due to ptsd. Light isn't aware of this exact reason, but neither does he seek to know her. His optimism and confidence eases her anxiety, just as Misa's blind worship encourages him. Toxic af for eachother.

Light is on the aroace spectrum, but he never sought to experiment to find out what exactly he is. He is completely neutral to both genders, with a preference for intelligence. (Sapio.) He never learned the proper terminology for sexuality beyond hetero and homo.

L is completely ambiguous in terms of sexuality. He has attractions, but they disappear quickly and he never acts on them. He suspects he is aroace spec, but he never confirms it.

Lawlight was violently timid. Their passion for eachother was insane, but neither knew what to do with it. One minute they were kissing chastely, the next they were beating the shit out of eachother. They had sex a couple times, but they were more focused on the intimacy and mind games than the pleasure.

Misa was comphet and her obsession with Light stopped her from exploring herself (and Rem her monster girlfriend that loved her more than her life.)

Near found the HQ security footage years after the Kira case ended and to say it made his opinions of L and Light more complicated is an understatement. (I want to write this fic.) He saw L's true morality, and the endeared relationship between L and Kira. He saw innocent Light, and thought that he wasn't so bad.

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drunkenlionwrites · 1 year

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Please please please! How about a continuation on Vash's first time with his partner? I bet babyboy is a sobbing mess by the end 😭

Oh yeah, nonnie. Totally. He's a complete mess. Here's a second part, I had too much fun writing it. Basically, it starts right after the ending of "Teaching Vash how to have sex" but can be read as one-shot/headcanons Warnings: g/n reader (was descibed as afab in the first part), inexperienced person, talk about insecurities, alien biology, plantussy and plant dick. Extremely Stampede coded.

You bring him up to your lips and kiss him with all the affection and love you harbor inside you, tasting yourself on his lips and sweeping back a few of his sweaty disheveled locks, that stuck to his forehead during his previous ministrations. “You’re being too good for me. I want to pay you back tenfold, pretty boy.”

You look at him gently and questioningly, while tugging the waistband of his sweatpants he usually sleeps in. At this action Vash gulps visibly and trembles a bit under your touch, his hand reaching down and grabbing your inquisitive one.

“Um…Mayfly…I think that I most certainly look different than human down there…I am not sure you need to see that” he says quietly, his gaze turned from you and his face almost completely red. It pains you to hear these words from him and to see him in such a distressed state after he did anything but worship your own body.

It takes you some time and a lot of gentle touches and soft gazes and reassuring talks to make Vash feel totally okay with this and feel more comfortable and at peace. “Looks like there’ll be things you teach me about tonight after all “you playfully say to him, watching his blush coming back to his face.

After making the atmosphere lighthearted and comfortable for him, you come down a bit, while Vash remains laying on his back, plopping just above the pillow on his elbows. You start to tug down his pants a bit, looking into his eyes once again before pulling them all the way down. After his reassuring nod and a shy smile, you continue.

What you see next is a lot of blue-ish petals folded like a pretty bud instead of what would be human genitalia. Vash looks at your reaction anxiously, while you cannot help yourself, but look at him with wonder and utmost interest. Your hands gently coming up his thighs, placing themselves there, your eyes darting back to Vash’s face. “Teach me what to do next” you say sincerely, looking into his eyes, at what he shifts his gaze to the right, avoiding your eyes.

You bite the inside of your cheek to still your chuckle. You’ve been so close platonically together, and yet he’s still so shy and nervous around you. He stutters and tries to hide his nervousness while saying okay to your request.

You lean a bit backwards and watch Vash’s actions attentively. He begins slowly caressing his petals with his fingers, barely even touching himself. At his movements, the petals begin to stir and unfold a little, simultaneously beginning to produce something wet, judging from the sounds you hear. Vash begins to moan softly, while looking at you with big doe eyes from under his lashes, his eyes now half-lidded and cheeks completely flushed.

“Hey pretty, may I?” you ask in the softest voice, your eyes trained towards the petals he keeps caressing. You can’t leave your hands to yourself anymore. Not when Vash moans so prettily. He exhales a quiet “yes” and it’s all you need to shift one of your hands from his thigh and join Vash’s fingers. You begin caressing him, trying to replicate the way he did, earning a loud inhale from him, as he drops back to the bad and pillows, not being able to handle his weight with one arm anymore. “Please, be tender” he asks, his voice the most high-pitched you’ve ever heard from him.

“I will, my pretty boy. Just tap your hand on the bed if it feels unpleasant or too much and I’ll stop no questions asked, okay?” you squeeze his thigh with your hand in reassurance. After that Vash’s hand covers yours and brings it to his core, retreating to his chest, when he feels you beginning to caress him again.

You continue caressing his folds, one finger swiping gently over one at a time, feeling them beginning to feel wetter under your touch, the petals moving and looking like a flower that is just blooming under your touch. Vash exhales and stops to breathe, you quickly look at his face, but his eyes are fully closed, brows slightly furrowed, his hands gently placed on his chest. “You okay?” you decide to ask just in case. “Yeah…yeah, don’t stop” Vash barely whispered.

You then decide to lower down to him and begin gently tracing the petals with your tongue, just like you did with your hands. Vash stirs and mewls feeling your breath against him, one of his hands planting on your head and gliding down your hair. “oh dear…oh dear…I can’t…” he almost squeaks out. You hum in amusement at cute sounds that are leaving his mouth and continue working on him.

Barely few minutes later, the petals begin to shift swiftly under your tongue, and you look down puzzled, while still working your tongue on them. Once all the petals unfold, you see a small narrow slit, so you press your tongue on it as well. Vash produces the loudest moan possible, the sound of which you’ll surely be replaying in your mind over and over again, and the slit opens up, after which you feel something slowly coming out of it, prodding at your tongue and lips, so you stop and lean back to watch what’s happening.

What is protruding from his slit, is something reminding you of human’s cock, but it’s somewhat leaner and a bluish-white color, matching the color of petals. The tip of his cock is slightly narrower and sharper than human’s. You can only look at him in awe. “Wow Vash, is it what you’ve been hiding from me all this time?? Even your cock is unbelievably pretty!” you exclaim.

“Oh God” Vash squeaks, his hands now covering his face. You begin to grin but notice that his cock swiftly gets sucked in back to the slit, petals moving to cover everything. Your mouth is open agape as you watch this. You look at Vash inquisitively, but he still hides his face under his hands. “Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you? Are you in pain?” you ask nervously.

Vash responds with something, but it’s inaudible, so you move closer to his face, your hands caressing his clothed chest and shoulders. “Repeat again, baby?” you lean with your ear into him, to hear his response this time.

“I got shy” Vash quietly says.

Let me know in asks or comments if you want Vash to actually bag reader at last c:

#vash x reader #vash x you #vash x y.n #vash smut #vash headcanons #trigun headcanons #trigun smut #vash the stampede #no beta we die like rem #lion writes

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 6 months

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How would Death Note go if, everything was the same, except the way that Misa and Light got their notebooks was reversed? So Misa just found hers randomly and Ryuk is her Shinigami. But Light was saved by a Shinigami who was in love with him and gained both their book and their lifespan. And Rem. (Don't ask me why the Shinigami was in love with Light lol)

For the sake of this ask, maybe pretend that Misa doesn't get killed in an alley.

Caveat

I mean, in Light's Kira glory days, the Shinigami in general are all interested in what's happening with him and I can easily imagine one or two becoming enamored with this insane human who's giving them the entertainment of their lives.

Before then, well, Gelus clearly romanticized Misa as he watched her and saw her as a tragic figure in need of saving. She was young, beautiful, had a tragic past with the death of her parents, and he couldn't stand the thought of watching her die at such a young age because of this stalker.

The point being that he only knew of Misa from a distance and liked what he could see looking through a window. Now, Light doesn't have the tragic backstory to attract Gelus's interest, he had a great life before canon started with a family that loved him and a bright future ahead of him, but in theory Gelus could have become fascinated with this seemingly perfect young man who's dying of boredom on the inside and want to save him from his untimely death at the hands of a mugger.

So, sure, why not.

Misa Meets a Death God

Misa picks up the notebook and thinks it has a nice asthetic, Misa being very into gothic lolita, and that while morbid humor is the sort of thing she could have as a prop in her bedroom. Fits right in.

I imagine she doesn't think much about it, doesn't believe it, and that's when Ryuk gets bored actually. The thing with Light was that he waited a bit to see what the person who picked up the notebook would do and that he'd planned to keep dropping it around until someone interesting picked it up.

Ryuk felt thrilled when Light picked it up on the first try and went fucking insane with the death count. Ryuk settled happily in for the ride of his life, watching as Light murdered people in interesting ways and tried to murder that detective.

If Misa's not doing anything, and she's likely not, then Ryuk will take it back from her and try again until he gets someone who is interesting. Even if Misa accidentally killed a person, I don't think she'd have the will or interest to be Kira without Light's prior example. What Light did requires... well... being Light. Misa could become the second Kira because she already idolized Light and he'd made it, in a weird way, culturally acceptable. I imagine Misa might kill the man who'd killed her parents but that would be the end of it.

I imagine Ryuk would end up with a mobster eventually and be very entertained as it's used for inter-gang assassinations. But hold that thought.

Light Meets a Death God

Light, I imagine very shaken from nearly dying, walks away from the incident not sure how to feel then holy shit a god of death has come for him. He panics even harder than he did in canon with Ryuk until Rem explains that Light was saved by a Shinigami that was in love with him and here is his new murder notebook.

Now, the thing about canon, is that Light started in as Kira because a) he at first didn't believe it then killed a man and went "my god" b) he thought he was going to be taken to the underworld so started in killing as many people as he could before Ryuk met up with him. Light had about a day to talk himself into this where he goes from "oh my god I just killed someone" to "only I can kill fucking everyone!". Here, the circumstances are different, he hasn't killed anyone and he doesn't have the motivation to make the most of the notebook before a Shinigami comes for him as Rem is pointedly giving it to him.

I imagine Light mulls over it for a bit, a god literally died for him and gave him this as a gift, how should he use it if at all. I imagine his first instinct, as in canon initially, is not to use it/not to want to be a murderer. Then, however, I imagine he thinks of all the people he believes the world would be better without, a world in which he can get rid of violent crime entirely as an unseen god, and thinks about what the Shinigami saved him from.

Had it not been for Gelus, Light would have died, because a human wanted to stab him.

Then Light's back on the "only I can do this!" murder bus and Rem is... not entirely thrilled with any of this (while Rem pointedly never liked Light I do think it was more than just how dismissive he was of Misa but also that Light was casually making use of the notebook for such extremes).

I imagine Rem sticks around, as Gelus died for this motherfucker, but she doesn't like it.

Canon then proceeds pretty much the same except that L and Light end up in this stalemate in college as Misa doesn't have a Death Note to rock the boat. L can't get any real evidence on Light at all, his attempts to rattle him reveal nothing, and Light in turn can't get L's name and Rem refuses to tell it to him out of principle.

Except, at some point, I imagine Ryuk gets jealous. Why does Rem get this batshit insane human and he keeps having to drop the notebook all over the place? I imagine Ryuk asks Rem to trade, he'll give the kid his notebook, Rem can take Gelus's, and they'll switch so Rem can be with the kind of boring humans she likes and Ryuk can stick with this kid.

Rem of course refuses, as does Light who suspects Ryuk and knows how to bully Rem into doing mostly what he wants, and so I imagine a miffed Ryuk makes things hard for Light/more interesting. I imagine he starts killing people in a way so as to provide L 'evidence' so as to be able to get firmer suspicions of Kira.

A man dies shouting at Light that he's the devil then douses himself in gasoline then lights himself on fire. Another person dies doing the same thing but they throw themselves into a woodchipper.

(L hates that he can't use any of this as evidence not just simply because the entire world's gone mad about Kira anyway but also because these fuckers keep killing themselves before L can ask questions.)

I imagine Light, at his wit's end, agrees to trade with Ryuk but only if Ryuk tells Light L's name. "That's cheating" - Ryuk says as he did in canon (also, Ryuk is having a great time inconveniencing Light).

Death Note becomes a weird thriller comedy in which L is hunting Kira, but The Happening is going on, and Light is trying to find a way to manage Ryuk, Rem, and L all at the same time while also planning L's murder in a way that it makes it look like L just caught The Happening.

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s-3lliot · 1 month

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Part 1 of the long Death Note Analysis

Okay no because I’m sorry but what the fuck. You’re telling me that of the SIXTY-FOUR cameras that were placed in Light’s room, NONE of them thought to place one RIGHT WHERE HE SITS at his goddamn DESK??? Like HELLO???? Bro is writing names left right and center and not a SINGLE one of the 64 goddamn cameras can catch his WRITING?? Man no wonder he doesn’t respect his dad or the ICPO, they’re fuckin’ STUPID.

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hangesdarling · 1 month

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thoughts on what hange would do when readers pregnant? i feel like seeing reader pregnant would make them so horny 🙈🤭

Hange getting horny when you're pregnant...

PAIRING. AMAB!Hange Zoë x pregnant!female reader CONTENT. 18+, MDNI, breeding kink, vaginal sex, mentions of doggy style sex position, masturbation, Hange cums on your belly (lmk what else) A/N. anon idk if this is what you're thinking but I couldn't help but imagine it like this hehe 🤭 just shoot me another ask if you want an afab!hange version ♡

hange would be horny, yes. but would they admit it to you that easily? probably not.

the moment you told them you were pregnant, they were over the roof and, crushing you so tightly in a hug, twirling you around in joy.

they'll tell all of their friends about it and you have to squeeze their hand sometimes and tell them to ease down.

next day, you see them carrying a stack of books filling their arm and before you even ask what those all are, they'll smile brightly at you and say, "wanna hear about babies?"

a quarter of the bed would be filled with open books as you lay down, listening to hange as they tell you about the things they've read as you stroke their hair.

but when they notice you getting sleepy, they just smile and kiss your forehead before cuddling you to sleep.

the first few weeks of having sex are gentle and romantic. hange would tell you all sorts of things. you're beautiful. they love you and the baby with all their heart.

there would be sweet kisses on your neck and cheek and long intimate ones on your lips

their intentions would be originally just purely fluffy and loving as expected from such a doting spouse.

but on some nights when sleep doesn't come easily, their mind would wander back to various things.

they would think of the exact day they might have gotten you pregnant, tracing an invisible calendar in their head and playing a recollection of memories.

but when they imagine your flushed blushing face all those nights ago, of how you clung to their shoulder when you were hitting orgasm, of how you became a whimpering mess telling them to come inside, hange would just find themself blushing, an inexplicable heat shooting through their body.

they would bury their face on your neck as you sleep, trying their best to keep their hardness in check.

but there were nights, they couldn't help it and you're willing to help them out.

sweat would bead on their temples, eyes closed as they thrust their hardened member in and out of you.

a gentle hand would trace over your belly, moving in soft caresses

hange curses under their breath, lips parting as soft grunts escape their mouth

they would whisper your name, their mind letting their mouth run for them as they told you about how pretty you looked on all those nights you're stuffed full of them or how their cum leaks out of you, dripping warm and thick against the sheets.

hange would hold your hand as they thrust, not pinning your wrist but keeping your fingers laced in a passionate lock.

your fingers in their hair and your legs mounted on their hips would be enough to rile them up further. each thrust was accompanied by a tug of their hair, or the moans escaping your lips as you both came into a shuddering release.

hange would keep that position for at least a few minutes, kissing you all over but most importantly, kissing your belly a good night before pulling you in their arms to sleep

the next day, they would be in high spirits, a huge smile plastered on their face as they woke you up with a warm breakfast

hange adored you, fascinated about you and the baby you're carrying

their idea of pillow talk would be telling you the best foods for pregnant women or the most suitable colors for a nursery room or maybe illustrating a punnett square of genetics they made for your baby ("your eyes and my nose. great combination right?" they'll beam at you)

no matter how sweet or caring they are, you still notice how much it turns them on to see that small bump forming in your belly

you'll see them stare, come over to you to just kiss your belly, and talk to their unborn baby

when you teased them about it, you half expected for you to be pinned down on the bed, legs spread open once more as they fuck you

and that's what happened

hange remained gentle but you could sense how hot and bothered they were just from the deep blush creeping on their face or how their half-lidded eyes stared at you

despite how much they love coming inside, they would pull out this time. seeing pleasure in seeing their cum paint the bump on your belly.

that's enough to rile them up for another round but they would stop themself, letting you rest on their arms for the whole night.

"rest for the baby too, alright sweetheart?" they'll mumble in your ear, pressing a kiss on your neck before they sleep.

hange may be busy, but they would find or steal away time just to spend long hours with you.

after work, their form of rest might just be lying on your belly, placing sleepy kisses on every surface

"the baby said you're invading privacy, you dork," you joked at them one time when they said they could nap all day on your belly "my, my. is my baby upset with me?" they'll chuckle, crawling towards you to catch your lips in theirs. "yes, very much," you would say, smiling against their lips. "uh-oh. big trouble for me, i guess," they'll say, feigning worry as they proceed to kiss you down. "but our baby needs to learn to share their mommy, right?"

their loving embrace or teases would sometimes turn into a scene where they would have you on all fours, their hips thrusting from behind you. they're moving slow and firm, only speeding up at that sweet peak

hange relishes how your enlarged breasts fit around their hands, giving wet kisses on your spine in pleasure.

but as the months passed and your bump grew larger, hange would just spend most of their time with you, cuddling and making sure you were not in discomfort.

they would leave the house for work, making sure you wouldn't have to worry a thing or move around much after they left.

they would kiss your sleeping figure goodbye, place another kiss on your belly, and say, "you take care in there, little one. tell mommy i love you both, alright"

it was their gesture of affection for the unborn child, talking and telling them various stories or even promises once they're born.

hange grew fond of giving you forehead kisses, especially after work

they'll ensure to bring the food you're craving, joining as you eat no matter how weird the food combination would be.

they wouldn't tell you much about how stressful work has been and would focus more on the good things that happen.

but you could see their stress just from the bags under their eyes, or their unkempt hair you always used to comb before they left for work.

when you offer to relieve them, hange would hesitate, telling you that they don't want you getting even more tired just for that.

you would take their hand and tell them that maybe they could relieve themself with some form of help from you.

a smile would creep on their face as you say that, asking for your permission to touch themself and come on your belly again as it leaves them riled up and satisfied

you would happily agree to it as hange locked your lips in a heated kiss as they touched themself.

after that heated-up session, hange would kiss your forehead once again, cleaning both of you up for bed.

they'll never miss a night telling you how beautiful you are, how much they love you, how grateful they are that you're carrying their child, that they are the happiest knowing you would be the mother of their children and will spend their years loving and growing with you

hange would doze off to the thought of you and the baby inside you, a tranquil scenery that keeps them alive, a memory in their head cherished forever even years after

likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated, sweethearts <3

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distort-opia · 1 year

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I'm wracking my brain with what Joker would do in an established situation, like how would he keep those homicidal urges at bay (sex and intimacy can only go so far I imagine) and also there's so much unacknowledged mental health concerns. Bruce would just have to always be ready to pick up the pieces I feel like (God these two are a tragic mess). I don't think normalcy is possible but I don't think their relationship is built for that anyway (I've been writing notes down for a story for days and it's just been consuming me)

An actual relationship between Bruce and Joker is a very complicated thing to imagine, yeah. I agree with you that normalcy is entirely out of the question-- as in, a typical "healthy" relationship. What I think they could have is something that works, but not something that most people would understand or approve of. If you're writing a story, I would say it depends on how they got into the relationship a lot, and if Bruce is compromising as much as Joker perceives he is. For instance, a rehabilitation scenario inherently implies a power imbalance, which Joker would resent and Bruce would not be able to help not taking advantage of. This would not end up working out, in my opinion, unless they got back on equal footing somehow. So a scenario with them an equal footing is what I will be rambling about.

Joker's homicidal urges and mental health issues are indeed a big obstacle. It'd take a whole lot for him to even agree to try for a relationship that involves something other than violence, but this denotes a willingness to compromise from the start. It means he cares about Bruce enough to risk opening the door to his humanity, something that he's very keen on eradicating. Joker can allow himself to love Batman as long as love equals destruction; but once love begins to mean more tender things, things that only people and not monsters can feel... it's a threat to his very identity, to his very core. Hence, just the fact that Joker is in an established relationship means that he's accepted, one way or another, that he's a human being.

Human beings don't need to kill people. Monsters do. It's relevant to note that Joker has an incredible capacity to reshape himself. He's done so multiple times in canon, and always in relation to what he perceived Batman needed. He was murderous when he emerged, but after Robin appeared on the scene he went for funny silly gags, and then he recreated himself back into a horrific threat... In his head, Batman -- the drive to see meaning in all life, to fight for sense in one's existence -- is the force of nature that he's the opposite of. Joker molded himself as the force of chaos: he kills carelessly, sometimes almost joylessly, because he believes he's embodying the true way the world works (though he's shown signs he'd like to be convinced otherwise).

After all, like his fall in the acid and the trauma he went through proved, catastrophe is random. It doesn't matter if you're good or evil, if you've got a family or if you're alone, if you've contributed to society or not. You can get run over by a bus, you can have a heart attack, you can mix the wrong medications, you can get shot in the head by a madman because you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. My point with this is that Joker sees himself as an agent of the cruel randomness of existence, and him killing people is very much part of it. So if he stopped seeing himself as an inhuman force for chaos, I think killing would not be a necessity anymore.

That's not to say he wouldn't think of other people's lives as worthless or that he wouldn't instinctually want to kill someone because they're inconveniencing him as some kind of fly buzzing around, but it does mean he wouldn't need to do it. Being with Bruce undermines the very point of being Joker, it means being a person instead of raging at the world. In an established relationship, he'd need to once again reshape himself, figure out who he can be. It'd be very difficult, if you add Bruce's controlling tendencies in the mix. You mentioned Bruce always having to pick up the pieces, but the thing is, Bruce would want to. He'd want to do that too much, he would enjoy seeing Joker be vulnerable, because afterwards... Bruce would be able to put those pieces back together the way he wants them to be. And Joker would be rightly afraid of that, and Bruce himself would be afraid of his own need to do just that, and it'd be a constant push and pull. That's basically what I think it'd be like for a while, before Joker figured out who exactly he's comfortable being, and if he can trust Bruce to still be there when boundaries are being pushed. It'd be a lot of "make me" even in the context of intimacy, until Joker initiates something that doesn't hurt on his own and like... Bruce doesn't move a muscle as if he might spook a wild animal or something. And then Joker snaps at him to stop making it weird, hah.

I'm going to stop here to avoid turning this into a Batjokes relationship essay, but I hope this helped inspire you, Anon! We can always use more Batjokes stories, excited to eventually read yours.

#a relationship would mean Bruce confronting a shitload of truths about himself too #which would ALSO complicate things but. alas.#see this is why I did not continue REMS. this kind of thing would require like a 300k word series #hell. probably even more #these assholes are too damn complex #asks #joker #batjokes #batjokes headcanons

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monstrousparalysis · 2 months

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Estrogen could not save her, but it would make her look much hotter while she's covered in blood.

#rem's ramblings #this post is about emizel tucker do not derail #(by which i mean anyone at all who sees this is welcome to add their own transfems who are covered in blood and need e)#emizel tucker #jrwi emizel #transfem hc #transfem headcanon #trans hc #trans headcanon

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aauroralightss · 23 days

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i love red and later black as vash's favourite colours because they're so edgy especially in combination you'd be like lmao look at this edgelord! but the truth is vash loves them because he is so overwhelmingly full and made of love for everyone who has ever loved him

#vash the stampede #rora rambles #trigun maximum #trigun headcanon #who was it that said vash's hair is black at the end of trimax just like all the people who impacted him #rem wolfwood meryl luida #he carries them with him. when he kills legato his coat is black #he became the devil so wolfwood could rest easy #the people he loves and loses live on in him. he is a living representation of everything they believed in and died for #rem's overwhelming belief that people can change. everything wolfwood sacrificed #vash keeps it all alive

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wammypilled · 2 months

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there is a correct answer btw

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small-spark-of-light · 8 months

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POV: infectat almost dies again

#incredibox #incredibox fanart #evadare #jacko #infectat #my beloved zombie i finally managed to draw you signing #i found a good dictionary for ASL i just need to figure out how to format sentences and stuff #funfact thing might happen since jacko is canonically a terrible person and bad leader #the only reason teeth and infectat came with him is out of fear #i already headcanoned those but im glad i know its canon now :DD #jacko is also confirmed to be liquid that can change shapes #i can get photos of rem saying it for evidence if you do not believe me #fuck jacko hes an Asshole #also FINALLY A DIGITAL DRAWING THATS NOT WHITEBOARD #sparks creations

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drunkenlionwrites · 1 year

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Headcanons on teaching Vash how to have sex/give oral

warnings: inexperienced character, oral (f!receiving), afab reader

I believe that Vash and Knives had the opportunity to read about human biology in general, but it was akin to human children reading the way flowers reproduce in biology class (lol)

So when the time is perfect and Vash and his s/o decide to become intimate, Vash understands that he pretty much knows nothing on how to do it and becomes really flustered and nervous.

So you need to teach him, gently, as the Vash is a very touchy, but sensitive and shy person.

You don't ask him to undress, since you know this will make him feel uncomfortable, and you don't want his first experience to have any negative feelings involved. So you slowly undress yourself.

You kiss him, slowly and gently first, guiding both his hands, one warm and soft, and the second slightly cold to your breasts and let him caress you.

Once you feel him relax a bit, you deepen the kiss and tell him that he can touch any part of your body in any way he wants and he whines excitedly into the kiss, starting to caress your sides, slowly sliding down to your hips.

When he starts to caress your hips on the inside, he touches your clit by accident, and after your loud gasp, he stops immediately, thinking he did something wrong.

After you explain him what he did and that actually was a sound of pleasure, he starts touching your pussy and clit with intention this time, watching your face and listening to the sounds you make to understand what makes you feel good.

He's so good and natural at this, since he's a pleaser by the nature, and even if his movements are unexperienced, he's a quick learner and makes you feel good just by observing attentively your body movements.

At some point you almost reach your orgasm, but the stimulation he provides is a little bit not enough, so you subconsciously tug his hair, moving his face closer to your pussy.

He looks at you with a questioning look from between your thighs, so you fluster a little and tell him that he can also kiss you down there and it will make you feel really good

Vash, as a good boy he is, proceeds without hesitation, though you notice that his face is fully flushed during your explanation

He begins gently kissing your clit and folds, tenderly sucking on them, soon starting with licking motions as well, which draws mewls and quiet moans from you.

He moans excitedly at your sounds as well, and the vibrations of his voice make you feel even better. Soon you reach your peak and cum all over his mouth, while he still continues caressing you with his toungue.

You gently tug his hair, moving his face from you, saying that it's enough and you're already overstimulated, also praising him and telling that he did an incredible job.

Vash looks at you with a huge smile, the lower part of his face glistening with your cum. "We should do this more often then. You've never told me it's THIS good" he says with blusing cheeks.

#vash x reader #vash x you #vash x y.n #vash smut #vash headcanons #trigun headcanons #trigun smut #vash the stampede #no beta we die like rem #lion writes

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cotls · 1 month

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Full refs of each lambsonas?

your wish is my command :]

Roll Call:

Mal is Gillan's☀️ Rem is Blue's🌙 Lambe is Nyx's🪶

knitpick any details you see! we'd love to hear your thoughts<3

for some extra info; Mal is the last— or rather, was the last of our kind. at least, until we arrived. -🌙

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