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amomentsescape · 4 months

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Hello I am craving angst. Hey can you do a headcanon for the slashers? [Maybe Slasher X reader] Like could you do headcanons. What if the Slashers found their SO has been killed? or Maybe headcanon for Slashers if they accidently killed their so?

Sorry if my grammar is bad.

Slashers Reacting to the Death of Reader

Slashers x Reader (Individual)

Warnings: Mentions of death & killing, some cuss words, ANGST

A/N: All aboard the angst train! I kind of combined your request so some of the Slashers are about Reader accidentally being killed by them and some are an "outside" murder.

Freddy Krueger

He specifically told you not to come into his Dream World tonight

It was too chaotic, too much going on

His victim was a lot faster than he had anticipated

So he did his best to catch up with them

But he just couldn't seem to get close enough

So finally, Freddy's anger took over and he caused the sky to rain knives onto the poor teen

Once things were silent, he walked over to his victim, only to see another body laying further back

Freddy's breath caught

He ran over and saw you

You weren't supposed to be here

He told you not to come

Your eyes were already glazed over when Freddy picked you up

His eyes were going hazy, and he was staggering to your shared bed

He laid you down, your blood immediately soaking through the sheets

And it was only then that Freddy screamed a terrible sound into the world

The whole town would soon be reduced to nothing

Michael Myers

God, he didn't mean to

He just couldn't stand it in that moment

You were upset with him, arguing about how he can't just disappear for days on end without so much as a word

But he was just pissed

None of his killings went as planned, he could barely feel a thing, and here you were yelling about him not being around

It was too much, and he just needed the sensory overload to stop

His mind went dark

It felt like just a moment until he gathered his senses

But when he was able to finally focus, your limp frame was in his arms

Your neck was severely bruised, and there were still fresh tears on your cheeks

He couldn't have done this... right?

He kneeled there with you in his arms

He didn't cry, didn't yell, didn't even move

He just stayed frozen in that position, feeling absolutely nothing

Whatever humanity he had left, it died with you

There was nothing holding him back now

Jason Voorhees

There had only been a couple circumstances when a victim escaped Jason

And even then, none dared to go anywhere near those woods again

Except for one

For some reason, the death of his friends was too much

He was seeking revenge

Jason was inside the cabin cleaning up his machete while you were out picking flowers

You were wanting to make him a flower crown

He immediately dropped everything when he heard a single gunshot ring out through the desolate area

He sprung up, walking out to find you

It didn't take long before he saw a man leaning over a body, apologizing profusely over and over again

When he realized who was lying on the ground, he immediately ripped the man's head off, not even wasting a second

He lifted you in his arms, frantic on what to do

With your last moments, you struggled to smile and grip onto his hand, giving him a silent reassurance

He watched you go limp in his arms

He laid there with you for an eternity, feeling utterly lost

By the evening, he had a gravesite set up for you, and he was already packed

He was going to head into town this time

He would make sure there would be no survivors

Thomas Hewitt

It was just a freak accident

Thomas had gotten in up in the middle of the night while you were sleeping, slipping away to the shed

However, you had no idea where he had went

Fearing the worst, you walked out into the night, looking around for him

But in your worried state, you forgot about one of the traps set up outside

You accidentally triggered it and was immediately impaled

Thomas heard the trap go off and quickly rushed over to it

The moment he saw you, his heart dropped

He ran over and held you, trying to get the trap off of you

But you pleaded with him to leave you be, knowing your fate already

He was frantic, begging and crying with you to let him help

But you knew it was too late

You reached out and touched his masked face, offering a warm smile before your head dropped

Thomas took care of your body, having his family help make a gravesite for you

He was never the same after your death, and he became the most brutal killer out of everyone

Bubba Sawyer

The newest victim was willing to do whatever it took to survive

In a frenzy, they didn't even register what was happening

They saw you and immediately stabbed you in the stomach, quickly sprinting away thereafter

You screamed for Bubba, your body unable to move from the pain

It didn't take long for him to come to you, the area being filled with his whimpers and gasps of fear

He tried to turn you over, but it only caused you to let out cries

He was looking around frantically, trying to figure out what to do

But you just asked him to lay with you, knowing that help would never make it in time

He did as you asked, you both crying together

The moment you went silent, the air was filled with his screams

He was inconsolable

The moment he found the victim hiding away, he did his absolute worst to them

He didn't care about food in that moment

He wanted to invoke as much pain as possible

Your body was carefully tucked away in bed, Bubba refusing to leave your side for days

Brahms Heelshire

You were hoping to surprise Brahms, sneaking out in the night to pick some berries for tomorrow's breakfast

He normally slept like a rock, giving you ample time to complete the task

However, this night, he found himself awake to an empty bed

When he discovered you about to walk out the door, he went into a rage

How could you abandon him like this? Didn't you love him anymore?

He grabbed at you viciously, not seeing anything else but red

You tried to plead with him, telling him that you weren't going to leave

But this all fell on deaf ears

He wasn't thinking, he just grabbed at you and slammed you into the ground, your head bouncing from the force

He only stopped his attack when he saw the empty look on your face, and suddenly everything began to sink in

He froze up and began to cry, collapsing on top of your body

He didn't mean to

He pleaded to you that he didn't want to hurt you

He ended up placing your body on the couch, tucking the doll into your arms

At least this way, there was no possible chance that you could try to leave him again

Norman Bates

He blacked out

He didn't mean to, but something inside of him snapped when he noticed Mother's things had been misplaced

When he finally came to, you were lying in your shared bed, a knife sticking straight up from your chest

Norman became hysterical, not understanding what had happened

"N-no, no, no...."

He cried into your shoulder, holding your body close to his

It didn't take long for his mind to become numb, his teary eyes staring dazedly off into space

He ended up pulling another chair next to Mother, sitting your body beside hers

Mother always loved you, and Norman was sure she'd appreciate the company

It's okay, he reassured himself

You're home with him and Mother

He has his family still

Nothing is wrong

How could it be? You're still here with him...

Billy Loomis

You didn't tell him where you'd be tonight

It was just supposed to be a small get together, nothing important

So why did it matter?

But little did you know, Ghostface would be making an appearance

Billy was quick to get through the small group, eventually making his way around the corner to the next room

However, as you turned to figure out what was going on, your body ran straight into him

Not wanting to have a victim slip from his grip, he stabbed the knife into them quickly, not wasting any time

However, the moment his gaze tilted up, he saw those familiar eyes

As your body dropped, he caught you, ripping off his mask

"(Y/N)?! What the hell are you doing here?! You're supposed to be at home-"

"Billy?" you croaked out

"It's me, baby. Oh my god..."

His voice broke and the tears began to slip down his face unwillingly

Your eyes began to flutter, and he started to shake you in his arms

"Don't you dare fucking do that. You stay with me, alright?"

But your eyes soon glazed over, and Billy found himself yelling at your lifeless body

"DON'T DO THIS TO ME! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME!"

Without you, there would no longer be mercy

Stu Macher

It was supposed to be a fun night together

It wasn't unusual for you to join Stu on his sprees

He loved having you by his side, being there to help him do something he enjoys

But this group was different than the others

They fought back

And when there was only one person left, they somehow managed to grab a nearby kitchen knife and slam it straight into your chest

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Stu screamed

He took his own knife and slashed a gaping wound into they're neck, killing them quickly

He kneeled down beside you, taking your face in his hands

"Hey, hey! You're gonna be okay, alright?"

But you just shook your head

"Look at me. Look at me!"

You did your best to meet his eyes, trying to stay conscious

"I'm gonna get you out of here, and then we'll- (Y/N)?!"

Your eyes had closed, and your head drooped in his hands

Stu began to scream, begging and cursing for you to come back

Eric Draven

One of the first rules Eric gave to you was to never go looking for him at night

It didn't matter how late it was or how long it had been

You stayed home where it was safe, no matter what

But on this night, you broke his rule

Eric was supposed to be back hours ago, and yet you were alone in your bed, worried sick

You eventually gave in and went out into the night, searching for him

But unfortunately, someone else was watching you, quickly jumping out and stabbing you in the neck

They took your wallet and ran, leaving you to bleed out on the sidewalk

But it was only a matter of seconds before a familiar figure ran up to you, placing his cold hands against the wound in your neck

"Goddammit! What did I tell you?!" Eric cried

You tried to speak, but nothing came out but warm blood

"(Y/N), please don't go. Come on, you're strong. Stay with me"

You reached your bloody hand out, caressing Eric's cheek softly before your whole body went limp in his arms

His cries could be heard echoing throughout the night

Without you, he has nothing

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jinnie-ret · 5 months

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Ninth Member!Reader 🪻

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Fake Fights - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F | A

You and Minho decide to strike revenge and prank the boys after they leave practice early because of the tense mood you both created.

Fallen Angel pt 2 - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) A | F

The Stray Kids members have two maknaes to comfort at the end of their 'I'll Be Your Man' cover. One upset because he thought he wasn't good enough, and the other an injured, fallen angel, left hurt because MNET hadn't done enough safety checks on their equipment.

Scarred Knees and Insecurities - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) A | F

When the old scars from your youth, become fresh wounds in your adulthood, the boys are there to pick up the pieces.

Heatstroke - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F | A

Y/n suffers from heat stroke on the day of their performance at Lollapalooza.

Bite My Tongue - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) A

When an interviewer decides to pick on you specifically, the boys do their best to hold back and get you out of the situation.

Daredevil - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F

The boys never expected that their shy noona could be such a daredevil.

My Aegi - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F | A

Y/n was glad she had the boys there to help her raise her kid sister. She didn't know what she'd do without them.

It's a Brit Thing - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F

The boys find it hard to understand their British member a lot of the time...

Who I Am - Stray Kids x Ninth Member Non-binary!Reader (Platonic) A | F

The boys support Y/N for who they are, and show them that they truly have their back when a podcast goes wrong.

Don't Push Yourself - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) A | F

You thought you were doing the right thing for yourself, but it was only a matter of time before your habits became unhealthy, and the boys didn't even notice until it was too late.

Period Pains - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F

You're keen to see the boys reactions to what you go through every month.

Super Shy - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F

Y/N is surprised when the boys turn up at her album debut shoot, and they reassure her on her worries about her new daring look.

Let Noona Handle It - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F | A

After a difficult, chaotic concert, you prepare a feast to take care of your beloved dongsaengs.

Family is Complicated - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) A | F

After your troubling phone call is overhead by all of the boys, they comfort you and reassure you that they are your true family.

Gyaru, Jjang Yeppeuda - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F | A

Despite her normal confidence in owning her aesthetic, Y/N begins to feel uncomfortable when she feels the judging stares of other idols.

Togetherness - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) A

Out of all things, the last thing you expected to hear was that your parents are getting a divorce, but it was fortunate that the boys were there to hold you together.

Generation Z - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F

She's the youngest of the group and the boys can't keep up with her internet slang.

People Pleaser - Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader (Platonic) F | A

In her One Kid's Room episode, Y/N reflects on how it was hard for her not to be so kind and sweet to everyone, because she just wanted them to like her.

Hellevator - Stray Kids x Ninth Member Male!Reader (Platonic) A 💚🖤

He's going through voice changes in their debut era and fans are already sending in hate.

Cigarette Duet - Poly!Stray Kids x Ninth Member!Reader | A 💚🖤

You get hounded by your boyfriends after they catch you smoking. How will they react when you disappear and go off the radar?

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books-and-catears · 6 months

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Raphael: It seems you don't realise just how lucky you are sometimes Lucifer

Lucifer: Am I supposed to be grateful for something you've done?

Raphael: No not to me. To the humans. *Points at MC playing games with Mammon, Levi and Luke*

Lucifer: I am always grateful to MC but as for Solomon well except his occasional well timed help, he has only given me headaches.

Raphael: You better show a little respect for the only being that could save you from possible annihilation.

Lucifer: ... what kind of annihilation? *Stands up* Have the angels prophesized some more chaotic events again?! We'll sorry to tell you but we're very much at peace do unless the Celestial realm has hostility in its future plans-

Raphael: It's the humans who might threaten your peace this time, not us.

Lucifer: Spare me the baseless speculation.

Raphael: You don't realise their combined power do you?

Raphael: One of them single handedly went to war against Devildom and escaped unscathed, and the other can summon and use you and your brothers at will.

Lucifer: ...what does your prophecy suggest we do to avoid confrontation?

Raphael: Donot force seperation on them and if you harm one, the other will come back stronger for revenge. And they won't be defeated until the realm is destroyed.

Lucifer: ...what?

Raphael: The only thing keeping them content and controlled is each other. If you want this hard-won peace to continue, ask your brothers to behave.

Lucifer: ....

Mammon: Lucifer! Oi Lucifer! Solomon's not letting MC stay for the sleepover again!

Lucifer: Does MC want to stay...?

Levi: Well they keep making excuses for Solomon and wanting to go back to him saying he's lonely or something but I'm sure that's just them trying to be nice and-

Lucifer: Then let MC go.

Asmo: But Lucifer-

Lucifer: Let them go.

Raphael: Wise choice. I'll be taking my leave now.

MC: Solomon I'm home! *runs and hugs him*

Solomon: *spins them around* Welcome back! The brothers let you leave easier today huh?

MC: Yes! I'm so relieved I didn't have to waste another hour making excuses!

Solomon: I'm glad too.

MC: Are you finished working on that transformation potion yet?

Solomon: Yes I did. Tried and tested - it is ready.

MC: Aw you tried it already? I wanted to see! Who did you turn into? And how long did it last?

Solomon: I was Raphael for an hour and half.

MC: Did you manage to prank someone?!

Solomon: *chuckles* Indeed I think I did.

#obey me #obey me solomon #obey me Lucifer #obey me solomon x reader #obey me mammon #obey me asmo #obey me levi #obey me raphael

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celestica-1988 · 6 months

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An headcanon for every Tokyo Revengers character. Some are funny, other are not.

Mikey favorite holiday is Halloween cause he can eat as many sweets as he wants and nobody can tell him shit.

Draken secretly wants to go to a spa with Emma. Draken babysits Toman, Emma takes care of the Sano household and they need to rest. He gets flustered if he thinks about sharing a bed with her or taking a bath together at the offsprings.

Baji feeds stray cats and others animals. Animals are naturally drawn to him for some reasons.

Chifuyu likes to watch TV programs of plane crashes. He dreams to be a pilot and he wants to learn how to avoid situations like the ones in the programs.

Takemichi started reading and watching thrillers in the hope they help him sharpen his ability to investigate

Kazutora still has nightmares of his father beating his mother.

Mitsuya keeps himself updated on what is popular amongs kids so he can sew cool things to his sisters like clothes or stuffed animal.

Hakkai is secretly learning Italian since he loves the Godfather series.

Taiju favorite film is Shark Tale.

Pahchin sleeps cuddling his dog.

Pehyan reads scientific books so he can came up with more witty come backs on Pahchin brain.

Angry is really loved by the elderly people in his neighborhood because he's always ready to help them in any way despite his grumpy face. One of the grannies taught him the perfect recipe for ramen.

Smiley is an hardcore naruhina shipper and won't hesitate to fight if someone insults his otp.

When Mucho saw Sanzu for the first time he thought he seemed like a stray cat. That's why he approached him with food aka cheesecake.

Sanzu would like to fix his relationship with Senju but he doesn't know how. Senju is always with Takeomi and he hates Takeomi. He's also scared that if he stops checking on Mikey, even for a second, something bad will happen to him and Shinichiro would have died in vain.

Kisaki has an album of pics of Hinata that he took when she didn't notice.

Hanma really loves movies with a lot of action and comments loud every scene of violence saying what he would have done instead if he was the protagonist.

Kokonoi talks about his days and his thoughts to a framed pic of Akane. He feels like she's still with him.

Inui plays guitar and he's interested in spiritism.

Izana throws darts to a Karen Kurokawa pic pinned on the wall because she ruined his life and his relationship with Emma and Shinichiro.

Kakucho shaves his hair by himself. He's not comfortable with people touching his scar.

Shion is unexpectedly good with children. He's a bit chaotic but overall a good babysitter.

Mochi is really good at cooking and he's proud of it.

Rindou started going to the gym because he was tired of being teased for his chubby cheeks. His guilty pleasure is eating Mac Donald food.

Ran loves 70s lamps, the one with bubbles that are moving up and down inside. They help him sleep.

South loves to dance Latin dances like samba, cha cha cha, rumba etc...

Wakasa has got some fishing trophies in his apartment.

Benkei appears as a tough guy but he loves to sleep with plushies.

Shinichiro has got an organizer that uses as his diary in which he writes his thoughts and notes all of his siblings birthdays.

Takeomi is always scolded by his relatives because of how he wasted his life, raised Haru to be a lunatic and ruined the relationship between Haru and Senju.

Hinata secretly trains in martial arts to help Takemichi, even though she knew he probably won't let her take part in a fight.

Emma often thinks at how good it would be if Izana lives with them. She wants him to have a family.

Yuzuha listen to heavy metal as a let out of her frustration for living with Taiju.

Senju sometimes wants to be adopted by Wakasa so she won't have Takeomi around and maybe Sanzu would visit her. She also hate Concordes.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers headcanons #mikey tokyo revengers #draken #baji keisuke #chifuyu x reader #mitsuya takashi #tenjiku #ran haitani #rindou haitani #izana kurokawa #kakucho

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the-crimson · 5 months

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I need everyone to understand that q!Tubbo, q!Bbh and q!Aypierre spent seven hours fighting a psychological war today and they lost… but it prevented both teams from dying and no one will ever know.

(All talk about character not ccs etc etc)

Tubbo wasn’t there during the egg battle so he doesn’t feel the betrayal and humiliation that the other two do. He looks at green team and sees his friends. People he cares about. He doesn’t want them to lose especially not like this! He’d made up his mind the moment he learned of the event. No one was going to die.

Aypierre looked at green team and saw the snakes who broke their promise to tie the previous challenge. Why would they agree to tie this time when they’ve already proven to be untrustworthy? They betrayed him. They humiliated him and his entire team. This was his opportunity for revenge. Why shouldn’t blue team take it?

Bbh is much more in the middle. He agreed with the premise of a tie because he wanted to give green a fighting chance. He had a gut feeling it wasn’t going to work but he was willing to try. However, he didn’t trust green either. The whole time he was paranoid about green logging in at the last minute to scrounge together the quests to beat them. He was constantly reminding the group to stay together so they couldn’t be killed in case green logged in. He did not trust green to keep to the deal but he was willing to try.

For the first five or so hours of the streams the three had too many conversations to count where Aypierre would try to convince them to just say fuck it and turn in their tasks. To break the tie and be done with it! But each time bbh and Tubbo manage to hold him back and keep to the plan. It was only when bbh and Aypierre were in green’s secret base standing in front of green’s merchant that Aypierre finally caved and turned in his missions.

This was one battle lost. The next was Aypierre and Tubbo pulling bbh in two different directions and Tubbo choosing to give Green the quest items to rebalance the score. Two different battles that culminated in the single decisive moment of bbh claiming all of his missions. But what happened leading up to that moment? Chaos.

Various members of green team were logging in and out for the next two hours which only fueled bbh’s paranoia even more. Aypierre was trying to convince him to just claim the tasks the games already over! While Tubbo was confident they could still tie the score. It all went to shit in the last fifteen minutes.

Bbh and Aypierre discovered the quest items were gonna from the chest and Tubbo was lying to them about where he was. Tubbo made an executive decision to try and balance the score knowing the other two were too on the edge and chaotic at the moment. They’d discussed potentially giving green some items to tie the score but this was never agreed to and bbh and Aypierre had no idea what Tubbo was giving them.

They arrive at the center and the score starts changing and bbh starts panicking. Aypierre calls Tubbo a traitor for going behind their back and bbh is trying to mediate and figure out what’s going on - what did Tubbo do? Tubbo doesn’t explain fully so bbh assumes he gave both ElQuackity and Roier the quest items. Then Mouse logs in and bbh’s paranoia goes into overdrive. Did green have the items stockpiled and ready for Mouse to turn them in to sweep the victory last second? It’s happened twice before so it’s not out of the question. Bbh looked at the being Coco that acted so much like his son and asked, and it told him to cash in the quests. So he did.

At this point, everything was pure adrenaline. All bbh was thinking was save Dapper. “Run over anyone you need to to win”. If it ended as a tie or if blue won, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was he could not LOSE.

All three of blue fought so incredibly hard today it’s incredible. I wouldn’t be surprised if the ccs aren’t completely emotionally exhausted. Aypierre gave into his revenge after fighting it for nearly five hours straight. Bbh gave into his paranoia after fighting it for SEVEN HOURS straight. Tubbo gave into his need to do the right thing at any costs by going behind his team’s back which lead to the miscommunication that lead to that pivotal moment.

Blue failed today. They fought an internal war for seven hours and they lost at the very last moment. But in so doing, they saved their entire team. And they’ll never know. And no one will ever know. They will continue being the villains in this story even though no one on red or green knows what they went thought mentally today. None of them understand that it took seven hours of constant stress for them to break when they could have cashed the quests and secured victory within an hour.

In the end, Aypierre said it best “Either we win a fraud or die a villain.”

#qsmp #crimson speaks #if I see one more person say that bbh and Aypierre don’t respect Tubbo #and that Tubbo deserves better #or that he should join red team #I’m gonna lose it #todays conflict was so fricking insane #and I have 100% faith blue will come back together tomorrow and hash it out

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mncein · 9 months

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love your writing! will it be okay to request some ot5 (or a specific member, whoever you want) being a jealous dork for reader?

this made my day :(( and yes of course !! i will be doing 2 members from each ot5 member group which i think will fit in being a jealous dork. thank you for this request anon, enjoy !!

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LE SSERAFIM —

— YUNJIN

the type of girl to roll her eyes at everything you do or say. but is listening intently if you ever mention her name 😭 coming up to you with a fake sweet smile but deep inside she has a burning jealousy building up. you brought her with you to meet up with some of your classmates which are also your close friends. but before you two could go to the meet up place, she asked for coffee. and the cashier was absolutely fazed by your beauty. and uh oh...

— you ordered your usual and yunjin's coffee matcha latte, "that'll be all, thank you." you smiled and payed for your orders. yunjin noticed something though. the cashier was staring right into your eyes.

"you look so pretty ma'am." the cashier smiled.

"aww, thank yo-"

"i know right? i'm so lucky i have her as my girlfriend." yunjin cuts you off, took both of your orders and dragged you outside the coffee shop.

"hey- she was just being nice." you removed her hand on your arm, she furrows her eyebrows at you, were you that oblivious?

"she was flirting with you, i had to do what i have to." yunjin smiles and takes a sip of her drink. holding your hand and walks to where the meet up place was.

"come on, your friends are waiting." but that doesn't end there.

she told almost everything about your relationship to your friends! it was fine at first, but she was telling all the times where you made her jealous and the reason why! you plead her to stop because it was very embarrassing, but she turned into a deaf ear and continues talking about it.

— CHAEWON

extremely jealous when she found out you've been gone to go play some games with your sakura-unnie 😭 the worst when jealous, like when you try to talk to her about what's wrong, she just *smack* you on the arm just as hard enough to leave a small red mark :( poor girl felt so lonely inside her room, waiting for you to be done playing games and come cuddle with her :(

— "chae, come on, i'm here now." you whined when she pushed you away, you've been trying to hug and cuddle with her for the past few minutes, but it's no good.

"stay away from me, jerk." she's calling you a jerk while she's been more than a jerk to you, but can she really refuse to your warm hugs and cuddles? of course not! she just has to tease you a bit.

you gave up, standing away fron her bed and crossing your arms, "says the one who's acting like a real jerk now." you roll your eyes as you prepared to leave.

"where are you going?" she asks immediately, just once your presence is gone again, she's gonna go feral and spam you messages.

you turn back to her, "back to sakura-unnie to play more games, not like you will."

"i will play games with you, you just have to ask me to join you." she pouted and stood beside you. taking your hand and leading you outside her room to the living room where all the girls are. you sigh, at least she can be by your side now.

ITZY —

— YUNA

using her maknae advantages! when she sees you around her unnies, she gets so clingy with them and purposely trying to get you jealous for revenge. isn't actually good at it, but she's the one getting more and more jealous when you talk casually with her unnies as if she wasn't even there 😭

— after all of the chaotic happenings in the living room, you found yourself alone with yuna in her bedroom. she's on her phone and ignoring you straight for 30 minutes now.

"hello?" you wave your hand in front of her face, trying to get her attention. successful, she puts her phone down.

"mind explaining what you planned earlier?" yuna crosses her arms.

"what do you mean, 'explain what i planned'?"

"were you flirting with my unnies?"

"actually, you're the one who started it. and it didn't really affect me. so why when i flirt with them, you get so jealous?" she went silent, not having anymore reasons and comebacks. she groans and turns off the light and ignores you to bed.

— RYUJIN

master of being a jealous dork actually. her jealousy immediately backfired! you spent time with the group, but specifically yuna, at the park today. ryujin couldn't help but get jealous at the sight of you making yuna laugh effortlessly, but when you're joking with ryujin, she doesn't even laugh but tell your jokes aren't funny :(

— seeing you with yuna, she sticks to yeji quickly and linking arms with her. eyeing you time to time to see if you noticed or had a reaction. but still no good! you're still with yuna, picking some flowers of your liking.

"this flower reminds me of you." you say to yuna when you pick the flower up and put it on the side of her ear. complimenting that she looked beautiful, ryujin copies what you did to yeji.

"amazing job ryujin, i hope you did your very best to make me jealous." you put your arms on your chest.

"glad it worked." she smugly smiles and copies your pose.

"but you're still the one who got jealous first." you laugh.

"but you're the one who couldn't stand me with someone else." ryujin smiles and flipped her hair.

"ugh, whatever. dork."

NEW JEANS —

— HANNI

not only jealous, but practically mad at you 😭 lets out her anger to the members or at you, but not really violently but verbally. once you know she's jealous, you're swift in taking action and dragging her to your room or hers. sighing, you have to talk your way out of this problem.

— "hyein, stop being so loud." hanni sighs and sits more comfortably on the couch as if her previous position was making her legs cramp.

"don't mind her, just keep doing your thing." you pat the younger girl's shoulder, whom gave you a soft smile.

"and you too, shut up." hanni points at you, what did you do this time? is it bad to comfort someone who was told they were loud? she's really so hard to get with when she's jealous.

you stood up from your seat, excusing yourself between haerin and danielle. dragging hanni to her room to apologise for whatever you did and didn't notice.

and you found yourself with a red slap mark on your arm that lasted hours in that day. and you're still unforgiven.

— MINJI

close to being cruel, loves when you're the one jealous. dork? yes, she'll probably do what you did to make her jealous, but hers is intentionally. doesn't give you time to explain and walks off right there, could be planning her revenge inside the kitchen or her room 😭 her plan includes hanni and haerin! literally convinced the two girls who were eating their dinner peacefully.

— minji sat in between hanni and haerin on the sofa while a movie was playing on the tv. apparently, she has this, whole plan, to make you the one jealous once you get back to their dorm.

"what's taking y/n so long?" hanni asks, shifting from her position a bit.

"most likely had a hard time finding the thing i asked her to get." minji replies as she checks her phone for messages from you.

"you're so cruel sometimes." haerin spoke while her eyes are fixed on the tv.

"it's because she made me jealous-" the door opening cuts off minji. she motions the two to lay their heads on her shoulder while they pretend to watch the movie.

"hey, i got the thing you ask for-" immediately shutting your mouth when you saw the scene in front of you. hanni and haerin lifted their heads from minji's shoulder and giggles, the two leaving the room while muttering a small good luck to minji.

"well done minji. don't even think about talking to me again, thank you very much." she's in big trouble.

#kpop #le sserafim #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim imagines #yunjin x reader #chaewon x reader #itzy #itzy x reader #itzy imagines #yuna x reader #ryujin x reader #new jeans #new jeans x reader #new jeans imagines #hanni x reader #minji x reader #cein's le sserafim #cein's itzy #cein's new jeans

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themidnightcrimson · 11 months

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little pill (part 2) ࿏ wm

summary: in which you get revenge on wanda for putting libido pills in your drink.

words: 4.8K

warnings: top!wanda, drugging, dubcon/noncon, face riding, bondage/restraints, strap-on, size kink, vibrator, overstimulation, forced orgasm, wanda being so chaotically feral

this post is for 18+ only. minors: dni.

masterlist. | part 1.

Your revenge on Wanda had to be carefully planned and meticulously executed.

Dating a woman who can read minds and has an extraordinary sense of intuition made these little feats harder than usual. It shamed you how easily she’d slipped that pill to you, how easily she’d wound you up and had you foaming at the mouth for her like some sort of feral animal. Of course, Wanda reveled in it and never failed to bring it up every other day since it happened. You knew you couldn’t act too brash—if you’d tried to mimic her prank too soon, it would still be too fresh in her mind and limit your chances of getting by with it without her knowing. So, you waited.

As the months passed and Wanda seemed to forget about the little incursion, you planned your revenge. You’d managed to find the same libido pill that Wanda had used on you in her little witchy trickery. You went to the nearest store that sold it after a day of work, kept it hidden in a secret pocket of your purse when you got home and Wanda greeted you with a kiss, trying your absolute hardest to not think of the sex pills burning in your purse pocket in fear that Wanda would hear your thoughts. Out of respect, she didn’t invade your mental privacy at will, but if she got the sense of something being off, she would do what she could to figure you out.

Relief and adrenaline passed over you when Wanda let you go without questioning, and you stored the pills away in a place in the house where Wanda would not find them.

Figuring out when and how to slip Wanda the pills was the hard part. Would you crush it up and put it in her drink, the classic way? How would you do this without her noticing? Surely, she would sense your anxiety and thrill and understand what was happening, and you had a vague idea of what the punishment would be if she did.

With a lack of creativity, you decided to just go the traditional route and crush up the pills one night that you and Wanda were having wine after dinner.

“Red, please,” Wanda said from the couch, her eyes glued on the television screen. She was watching one of her favorite new shows, and you were grateful that would capture all her attention.

As you pulled two wine glasses down from the cabinets in the kitchen, you peered around to lay your eyes on Wanda in the living room. She was paying not a single ounce of attention to you. You popped a new bottle of wine and poured equal amounts into both glasses, and then decided to use the glass on your right as Wanda’s so that would be the one you hand to her first. Taking one last measured look at Wanda who was still staring at the TV, you reached into your pocket and took the little bag of crushed pills and swiftly emptied it into her glass, swirling it around with your finger and hoping that the wine didn’t look muddied. You were glad she chose red wine.

You nearly sucked your wine-stained finger clean until you realized it had been swirling around the powder, opting to wipe it off on the handtowel instead. Carefully taking Wanda’s glass in your right hand and yours in the other, you made your way into the living room trying to wrangle your pounding heart and cool your skin that burned in excitement. Wanda didn’t even look at you as you appeared in front of her and handed her the glass in your right hand.

“Thank you, baby,” she murmured as she took the glass, leaning her head around you so she could see the TV. You mumbled a welcoming reply as you sat back down beside her, your hands nearly shaking as you brought your glass to your lips. It made you feel embarrassed to know how easily and smoothly Wanda had done it to you, but here you were trying to restrain yourself from just blurting out what you had done. You wiped your face discreetly, feeling the skin hot under your touch.

Glancing at Wanda from the corner of your eyes, you watched as she brought the wine glass to her lips and took a tiny sip, licking the red liquid from her lips and sucking her cheeks inward as she moved her tongue around the inside of her mouth. Did she taste something off? Were the pills not crushed up enough?

When she only laughed at something on TV, you silently exhaled in relief and turned away, lest she catch you staring at her and wonder what’s up. You tried to quiet your thoughts and focus on the TV show as you both sipped your wine slowly.

By the time Wanda’s glass was empty and discarded on the side table, nothing had happened yet. She hadn’t even spoken to you except for a few comments on the show. You wondered if you didn’t use enough or if she had undermined your plan, and you felt stupid for thinking Wanda would be so easily fooled.

But after a few minutes of silence, Wanda started fidgeting where she sat beside you on the couch. She moved around a bit, her eyebrows creasing together in a sign of discomfort. You watched discreetly, sipping on the last half of your wine. She was acting like she couldn’t sit comfortably, until finally she decided on sitting halfway on her side, leaning towards you. You were leaning the other way, your feet propped up beside you on the couch. Her eyes flickered down to your legs, your ankle exposed by your short-cut sweatpants. She placed her palm over your ankle and rubbed it a little before leaving it there, turning her eyes back to the TV.

It wasn’t unusual for Wanda to grace little touches on you like that at random moments, but she was chewing her lip and the number 11 was forming between her brows. Her hand felt warm and clammy on your cool ankle, her thumb grazing over the bulbous bone every once in a while.

By the time you’d finished your wine and set it to the side, Wanda huffed and turned away from the TV to look at you. Acting confused, you turned to meet her gaze. She was smiling a little, pink lips curled on the ends, but there was a shimmery glaze over her softened eyes.

“What?” you asked with a nervous laugh, and now that she was staring right at you with her full attention, you began to grow paranoid that she’d figured out what you’d done. If she allowed even one peek into your nervous thoughts in that moment, she would know.

But she didn’t. She just hummed and crawled towards you on the couch, settling herself between your body and the back cushion. It was a tight hold, both of your bodies squished on the couch, and you were worried you would slip off the cushions with how close you were to the edge, but Wanda nestled her arm around your middle and pulled you back into her so tight you could hardly breathe. She loosened, giving you a chaste kiss on the cheek before she returned to looking at the TV.

Your tongue anxiously explored the back of your teeth as you tried hard to breathe normally, to think normally, to not give her any indication that you were guilty. Wanda seemed placated for a moment, before she unlatched her arm around you so that she could run her hand down your hips and thigh.

“You look so pretty,” she murmured, and you felt her nose into your hair and inhale your scent. It tickled, so you giggled and squirmed, but her arm latched back around you and pulled you tight against her so that you’d be still.

Wanda pulled your hair away from your neck with her other hand and leaned forward so that she could press her lips there. It was just a kiss, a normal kiss at first, but a gasp left your throat when she suddenly sunk her teeth into your skin.

“Wanda,” you breathed, giving a nervous chuckle as she started to bite and kiss all up the side of your neck, her hand grabbing your hips and pulling you backwards into her. The TV show was long gone from her mind now.

“Baby,” she groaned, urging her hips into your ass as her grip on your hip grew tighter. “Let’s go to bed.”

It would be too easy if you gave her what she wanted right away. “Don’t you wanna finish the new episode?”

She looked back up at the TV with hesitation before she shook her head, leaning back down to attach her lips to the underside of your jaw. “Nuh uh.” Her other arm slipped under your arm, her hand coming up to latch softly around your throat, her thumb pushing your chin upwards and to the side so she could kiss your neck more freely. “Let’s go.”

“Well,” you began, feeling your body grow warm against her body that felt a thousand degrees hotter than normal. “I wanna finish the episode.”

Groaning, Wanda dug her hand into your side and bit your neck again, harder this time. You didn’t have time to whimper before she dove her hand up your shirt, reaching around and under to grab roughly at your breasts. “Please,” she whispered against your ear before kissing it. “I want you.”

Breathing shakily, you felt her grope at your breasts and pinch your nipples which had already hardened for her. Her touch was eager and impatient, and within a few moments she slipped her hand back down the expanse of your tummy and pushed it down your pants, roughly parting your thighs so she could grope at your core.

“Wanda,” you breathed, overwhelmed with the suddenness of her actions. She was usually slow to startle, always taking ample time to wind you up before she ever did something so direct. You started to realize that the pills were working.

“I want your pussy,” she whispered in a half-grunt and half-whimper, licking a hot line up your neck with her tongue as her hand massaged your clit from over your panties. You tried your hardest to just stare at the TV, to deny her the way she denied you, but it was difficult with her hand rubbing you between your legs, with her body pressed flush against yours, with her mouth trying to leave no inch of your neck unstained by her lips.

“Wanda, just wait,” you said as firmly as you could, though you felt yourself throbbing from her touch and growing wetter by the second. You tried to pull her hand out of your pants, but the muscles in her arm felt like iron and wouldn’t budge. She’d never felt that strong and unyielding before. You started to squirm to get away, but realized she’d effectively trapped you with one arm crossing over your body to reach between your legs, and the other arm wrapped under you and holding you by the throat.

“Detka,” she whispered, starting to shamelessly hump your ass that was pressed to her crotch. With the hand on your throat, she jerked your face to turn towards her, diving forwards to catch your lips with hers in a deep, hot kiss. She moaned against your lips as she dove her tongue into your mouth and fiercely explored it, her hand between your legs rubbing your clit harder. It was all too much, the way she was moaning, touching you, and humping you with utter, desperate need that had sprung out of nowhere. Her body felt like it was made of burning coal, making you grow uncomfortably hot trapped against it. You could even feel her nipples bursting through her braless shirt and rubbing against your upper back.

Losing oxygen, you twisted your face away from her kiss and sharply inhaled, but she only kept her lips at the corner of your mouth, kissing sloppily. “Wanda, please, slow down.”

Suddenly, her hand between your legs stilled, her hips stopped gyrating against you, and her mouth froze against your face. She pulled her face away, jerking yours back to face her with her hand on your throat.

You stared up at her; her wide, frenzied pupils; her puffy, reddened lips that were parted from the heavy breaths she breathed through them; her face that was flushed a deep shade of pink. Her darkened eyes started searching all over your face, and you tried to turn your head away from her stare, but her hand kept your jaw locked forward. Nervousness sprung in the pit of your belly, and as hard as you tried, you couldn’t reel in your thoughts.

“What have you done?” Wanda panted in a serious tone, and you noticed a gleam of sweat at the top of her forehead. She looked like she had just got done running a mile. You’d never seen her so worked up before.

“Nothing,” you tried to say as coolly innocent as possible, but your voice came out in a shriveled squeak.

Her eyes squinted a little as they ran all over your face, before finally they focused on your eyes, staring right into yours. Fear filled you as the familiar feeling of your thoughts being read seeped into the confines of your mind, that subtle glow of red that hovered around your vision, evidence of her touch. You watched the number 11 between her eyebrows slowly fade, her face changing in realization—and then it deepened into a darker shade of red.

“Wanda—” you began, wanting to explain yourself and tell her it was just a joke, just the same prank she had done to you. But she wasn’t having it.

She climbed out of the spot where she had nestled between you and the cushions, hauling a leg over you and then the other so she was standing on the floor, leaving you devoid and cold of her touch. When she stepped away, you felt all the heat fade away from your body, and when she reached down to grab you, you felt it again, like it was just radiating off her body. She grabbed you by the wrists and pulled you up to your feet. You stumbled against her and tried to jerk your wrists out of her hands as she started leading you away.

“Hey, hey, Wanda, wait,” you said, digging your heels into the carpet to try and slow her down. With a locked jaw and hard eyes, she let go of your wrists but instead bent over and wrapped her arms around your torso, hoisting you off the floor. Your balance lost you, but then you realized Wanda had thrown you over her shoulder and was now carrying you up the stairs.

“Wanda, calm down,” you pleaded as you stared at the back of her legs, your hair falling down around your face from the upheaval of gravity.

From what you could see of the floor, Wanda was leading you into the bedroom, kicking the door shut with her foot before walking to the bed and heaving you down on it. The mattress sprung under your weight and popped you back upwards, but Wanda was already on top of you, forcing you back down onto the mattress.

“Do you think you can just get away with something like that?” she growled, her voice quivering with something that was not fear. She pulled your body up on the bed so your head was on the pillows. “Think you can drug me and manipulate me?”

Your face heated as she finally spoke your trespass out loud. “You did it to me first…” you weakly argued, but she was already pulling your shirt over your head and stripping your pants off your body, along with your undergarments. You tried to ignore the heat that flooded you when you heard the fabric of your panties rip as Wanda pulled them off.

“Don’t fucking talk back to me,” Wanda spat, placing a hand on your bare chest to keep you pressed into the bed as she got up and reached into the nightstand. Your stomach sunk when she took out a pair of velvet handcuffs and roughly cuffed your wrists to the headboard, rendering you trapped on the bed. Next she took a vibrator and a silk rope, moving so fast you couldn’t prepare yourself enough for when she clicked the vibe on and placed it right onto your clit, tying the rope around your thighs until they were tied shut, trapping the vibe that was already making your insides tingle.

“Wanda,” you groaned, trying to break your thighs loose, but the rope kept them tied completely shut. You even tried to yank your wrists out of the cuffs, but it was no use. Even in her haze of desire, Wanda had trapped you efficiently.

“This is what you wanted, huh?” Wanda asked as she started quickly undressing herself, her pants falling from her ankles as she climbed back onto the bed. She hoisted herself over your face, and you saw her bare pussy, the way it was already glistening with wetness and puffy from lust. “When you put the pills in my wine, did you expect to get face-fucked, slut?” Her voice was edged and sharp as she grabbed a fistful of your hair and hovered over your mouth. “Open,” she snapped.

Trembling, you slowly opened your mouth and she lowered herself onto it, the taste and smell of her arousal filling your tongue and nostrils as she started grinding on your tongue. Eyes staring up at her, you watched her instantly moan from an open mouth, throwing her head back as her hardened nipples perked from her breasts.

The vibrator between your legs was driving you crazy, the constant friction on your clit to which you couldn’t relieve because your thighs were tied shut. You could already feel wetness pooling there, dripping down your skin and onto the bed.

“Fuck,” Wanda moaned, holding tighter onto your hair as she gyrated her hips over your open mouth, her liquids smearing over your chin and dripping to the back of your throat. You could even feel her clit throbbing on your tongue, hot and swollen.

You started to feel almost bad, seeing how worked up and needy she was, but she was rectifying you with how harshly she began to ride your face, jerking herself against your tongue and placing a hand on the wall to steady herself. The handcuffs on your wrists jingled with the force that she fucked your face, her red hair growing wily and wavy from the humidity incited by her ravenous desire.

Wanda’s teeth showed as she squeezed her eyes shut, her breasts bouncing as she moaned loudly. You echoed her moan against her pussy, your hips involuntarily bucking against the vibrator. Pressure was coiling in your stomach, from the way you were trapped under her, from the taste of her, from the merciless pleasure being forced on your clit. Before you could stop it, an orgasm washed over you, and the moans and whimpers that escaped your throat and landed on Wanda’s core pushed her to an orgasm directly after you, fucking herself on your mouth so hard that you could feel your lower lip smash against your teeth and start to sting.

You were losing breath, heart racing, the vibrator still trapped to you even after you had cum, the sensitive feeling driving you mad as you violently bucked your legs to try and free yourself. Wanda took her time in riding her climax out before she finally moved off you, looking down at you and grinning at the sight. “Mommy made a mess of you,” she whispered, her eyes, still crazed, looking at the shimmer of her cum all over the lower portion of your face, your lip which had burst and now drew bubbles of blood from under the surface, your face contorted in both pleasure and pain, legs kicking desperately to get the vibrator off you.

“Mommy, t-take it off, please,” you begged, feeling more pressure quickly chase you.

Wanda only sneered and lowered, taking you by the face and pressing her mouth to yours, tasting her own cum and the blood of your lip as she kissed you deeply and hungrily. The cruel sensations coupled with Wanda’s eager kiss pushed you over the edge again, your back arching off the bed as your second orgasm crashed upon you. Wanda suffocated you with her kiss, and she smiled when you moaned open-mouthed against her lips.

Tears were pooling in your eyes when the vibrations did not stop, already starting to reel you back up when your second orgasm faded halfway away. “Mommy!” you shrieked, jerking your head away from her.

Finally, Wanda reached down and untied the ropes, taking the vibrator away from you and turning it off. A groan of relief passed through you, your legs instantly parting wide to keep away any sort of friction possible.

“Oh, would you look at that,” Wanda said, and you noticed that she had reached into the nightstand again and was pulling something up her hips. “Already opening your legs for me. Such a good whore.”

Turning your head, you saw that she’d pulled a strap-on to her hips, a large red dildo staring right at you from between her fist that clutched its length. You looked up at her pleadingly. “No, Mommy, that’s enough.”

Wanda stroked her cock as she neared you, and you could tell by the look in her eyes, which somehow was made even more feral after cumming, that she was not anywhere near done with you.

“This isn’t what you wanted, mutt? To be fucked mindless and dwindled down into my pathetic personal sex doll?” Her words were so dirty that you couldn’t even look at her. “Stop talking dumb like that and get my cock ready for you.”

Grabbing you by the hair, she turned your face towards her and teased the tip of her strap against your closed lips. “Open,” she warned, her voice swinging deep and low as she pushed the tip against your lips. You parted them, allowing her to slide herself inside. You weren’t sure if your vision was just hazy or if you were already dumbed down, but you hadn’t noticed how large the strap was until it was nestled down your throat, urging you to quietly gag. You could barely fit your mouth around it, struggling to swirl your tongue all the way around its girth. Wanda, standing by the bed and holding your hair, took liberty in thrusting her hips a little bit to lodge it further down your throat, grinning when you gagged audibly.

“Good girl,” Wanda cooed once she was satisfied with how wet you’d made her strap, pulling it out and climbing over you on the bed, settling herself between your open legs. You didn’t even make an effort to close them, knowing that you were far past denying her now.

Curling her arms under your knees, she bent them and pushed your thighs to your stomach. You started to whine when she teased her strap against your entrance, and she shot a dark glare your way.

“What are you whining about, slut? All you have to do is lie there and take my cock like a good girl. Is that so fucking hard?” Her hunger was turning into anger, and that turned into her forcing herself into you all at once, squeezing her way through your walls that were far too tight for her cock. Crying out in pain, you threw your head back and tried to kick at her, but she held your thighs still and bottomed out inside you, the tip of her cock pressing deep in your lower tummy.

“M-Mommy,” you cried, tears flooding down your cheeks. There was pain from her size and pain from the overstimulation of having already orgasmed twice, but there was also the sickly pleasure you took in seeing her so needy and crazed, so forceful and demanding with you.

“Don’t cry. It will just make me fuck you harder.” She pulled nearly all the way out of you before snapping her hips again, and she fucked you with a harsh pace, the headboard slamming against the wall each time she slammed into you. She pulled your legs up over her shoulders, placing her hands on your tits for leverage as she stuffed herself inside of you over and over again, the friction it stirred against her own clit driving her to grunt and screw her eyes shut.

“Mommy, slower,” you begged, trying to reach out and touch her, but you were reminded that your hands were cuffed.

“Shut up,” Wanda snapped, slapping a hand over your mouth to silence you. “If you’d stop fucking talking, I’d tell you you’re doing so good for Mommy.” She looked down between your legs, her mouth falling open at the sight of your hole stretched tight around her strap that repeatedly disappeared inside you. The sound of skin slapping and wet squelching filled the air, and you grew dizzy as pressure soared inside you again. “Taking all of me like…” Wanda trailed, her eyes closing again as she grabbed your breast forcefully with one hand, her other bruising your punctured lip as it silenced you. “Fuck… Oh, fuck…”

You realized Wanda was just as wound up as you were when her thrusts grew sloppy from her impending orgasm, and the sight of her cumming as she was eight inches deep inside you propelled you into another climax that left you screaming under her hand and arching high off the bed. Wanda leaned down and buried her face into your neck, biting at your skin and grunting loudly into your ear as she trembled with her orgasm.

Your senses left you a little. You could feel her weight crushing you, hoping she was satiated. Through swirling vision and echoed hearing, you sensed her pull out of you and uncuff the handcuffs on your wrists. When her hands came to you again and started moving you onto your stomach, you were too blinded and dazed to understand what was happening until Wanda’s body weight pressed against your back, and you felt the sobering pain of her entering your stretched pussy again, starting to fuck you from behind.

Shrieking, you buried your face into the mattress and clawed at the sheets. You were so sensitive that every thrust and movement made you want to crawl out of your skin, but Wanda was grunting and moaning behind you as if she hadn’t already cum twice.

“Fuck, I love being this deep inside you,” Wanda said against the back of your neck as she grazed her nose across your skin, coming to bite into the back of your shoulder as she sloppily thrusted into you. Both of your juices had combined into a sticky puddle on the sheets below, dripping onto each other’s skin and mixing into a mess of wet at the point where you were connected.

When you’d put the pill in Wanda’s drink, you’d expected her to be needy, of course. You did not expect for it to all come back on you, for her to both punish you for your actions and also quell the desire you’d forced into her in the same swift blow.

When you’d both cum again, your legs were shaking beyond control, and Wanda finally fell limp against your back, crushing you into the mattress. She panted heavily, still lodged inside you, running her hands up the smooth skin of your waist as she gently kissed the deep red bite mark she’d left on your shoulder.

Her breathing started to slow, her hands comforting you with their gentle touch, her lips kissing your skin so soft it felt like feathers.

“Has your pussy had enough, detka?” Wanda whispered, reaching down to the kiss the side of your face that wasn’t pressed against the sheets, wiping away some of the still fresh tears from your cheek.

You nodded desperately, wincing when you wiggled too hard and felt her still inside you. Hissing, you felt her slowly pull out of you, sighing in relief.

“Well, then,” she whispered, right when you thought that the punishments were over and the lust had been fucked out of her system. “I’ll just have to take your ass.”

#wanda maximoff x reader #marvel #lgbt #lesbian #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #wanda maximoff x f!reader #wanda maximoff smut

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hanafubukki · 5 months

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You know what would hurt?

We see how much the boys are trying so hard to get out of the dream and help Malleus.

How they are trying to wake up Lilia.

What if after they get out, they fight Malleus and in his frenzy he struck Silver with a sleeping curse?

And that’s what either snaps him out of it or makes him go berserk even more.

Because we saw how much Malleus loves Silver and with him knowing the truth about Silver’s background, he will still love him despite his (understandable) mixed feelings. Despite the fact Lilia hid it. He still loved and helped raised Silver

But OB makes everything more corrupt and chaotic right? And he, despite not wanting to, still hurts Silver

And Malleus screams,

“I did this? I hurt him? No! NO!”

But also,

“I will not ask your forgiveness because what I have done is unforgivable. I was so lost in hatred and revenge, and now I lost you forever. There will not be a day I won’t miss your smile. The one I saw since you were a babe.”

In this case, it would be sweet if Malleus woke Silver up with true love kiss.

Because Malleus learned to love Silver as well and if he causes the curse, he can also wake up Silver.

We saw Lilia break the curse, so it would be interesting to have another fae in Silver’s life, one who learned to love and raise him; wake him up.

#malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #twst silver #silver vanrouge #twst book 7 #diasomnia #twst analysis

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justporo · 7 months

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Since writing about Gale and Astarion trying to work together prepare a surprise for Tav I've been kinda thinking about how Astarion's relationship with the other companions would be. So I thought about some

Platonic headcanons about Astarion and his relationship with the companions

(I do hope I don't stray from events or things in the game, but be warned, I might go off the canon path and follow my own personal imaginations)

Gale and Astarion: ah, a love-hate relationship I'd imagine; do they piss each other off? The whole damn day. Do they respect each other and actually kinda like each other despite of how different they are mostly? Yes. Would they admit that to each other? Never, not over their dead bodies.

Halsin is someone Astarion actually deeply respects. Firstly because they are the oldest of the bunch and that makes for some mutual understanding. But Halsin also understands some of Astarion's struggles and traumas very well. And Astarion, although he probably wouldn't say this, admires the composed and caring way the druid has seemingly adopted to cope.

Shadowheart is kind of a hard nut to crack for Astarion. He doesn't get her, she won't let herself be charmed by the vampire and seems to make snide remarks about him whenever possible. He can kinda respect that last part. And once he finds out that she is rather prone to gossiping they can rather frequently be found sticking their heads together and making snide remarks together.

Jaheira also is someone Astarion can actually respect. She's done and achieved a lot in her life and seems to have never lost her bite (pun intended). Also he might be hurt at first by her brutal honesty that sees right through him and his play - but it turns out, he feels really seen by her.

Karlach and Astarion are just chaotic sibling energy all around. Karlach wants to try something? Astarion is right there spurring her on. Astarion is doing something stupid? Count on Karlach to call him out and afterwards laugh her ass off.

Wyll and Astarion might not be the biggest friends but they do find solace in talking about life in the Upper circles of Baldur's Gate. (Also Astarion has some admiration for Wyll's devotion but you can pry that fact from his cold dead hands)

Lae'zel and Astarion might not be awfully close in an emotional kind of way but they have deep mutual respect for each other. Lae'zel respects his lust for revenge, violence and blood. Astarion respects her pragmatic way that often involves having to cut down lots of enemies.

At first, Astarion doesn't really approve of Scratch's company. But the dog doesn't stop trying to get him to throw his ball. So, sometimes, when no one else is looking, the vampire can be seen playing with the stray (albeit wiping off the dog's spittle from the ball on Scratch's fur) and sometimes even scratching the creature behind its ear

Also can you imagine (and I might turn this into a drabble) how the companions would gossip about Tav and Astarion not being very subtle about their... fling? I'd love to see that.

#astarion #baldur's gate 3 #astarion ancunin #fanfiction #baldur's gate iii #bg3 spoilers #baldurs gate #gale of waterdeep #jaheira #halsin #wyll ravengard #shadowheart #karlach #lae'zel

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What if Tav is a fey from feywild, or part fey? I don't have a particular race in mind, just wanted to see Astarion and fey Tav to be chaotic gremlins together

Love stuff to do with the fey, Tav from the fey wilds would create so much chaos together with Astarion. Although in usual D&D terms, the closest to part fey would most likely be a Hexblood. So I’ll be doing a Hexblood Tav who was mainly raised in the fey wilds for most of their life.

Hexblood Fey Tav Headcanons

You began your life as a creature of the fey before a deal gone south with a hag forced you out of your plane to the realm of Torri.

Of course, you would try to get by in this realm with your usual fey antics, of course not too long after, whilst on the road to your next performance, you get abducted by the nautiloid.

Making you curse the chaotic whims that fate throws at you.

Upon meeting your new travelling buddies for the first time, you try to keep your distance from them at first, in fear that they might try to offer you something, believing it to be a trap, binding you to them, forced to do their bidding. You even give them a fake name, instead of telling your real name, taking any precautions from being enslaved any further.

However after the third night of attempting to cook for yourself, you eventually cave after the sweet savoury smells of Gale’s cooking plague you, giving in to the temptation and never looking back since.

Most members of the group saw you as too carefree at times, rather choosing to do what you like at random times. It isn’t until you reach the swamp and finally meet Auntie Ethel, that you seemly completely switch, tearing into the hag with a sense of rage, trying to reenact your revenge upon the kind who stripped you of your home.

Most of your companions are initially taken aback, stating how you could have gone about a less brutal way of defeating the hag, but what’s done is done. Astarion though, just watches over the scene with joy, seeing your victory as a sign of strength. power.

Later that night Astarion approaches you with the offer for a romp in the woods, this makes you hesitate for a second before he says that it’s a fair offer after you gave him some of your blood. At first, you mainly see your relationship as transactional, in fear of being permanently indebted to him, but it isn’t until over time you both start to see your relationship as less transactional. At first, it feels weird to you not to do anything in return for him at times, but you quickly get used to it.

“So I don’t have to sing you a song and dance before receiving a kiss?”

“Well no, but if you want to, then I’m more than happy to watch you flap around like a headless chicken.”

During most of your early travels with Astarion, he would be in awe over how much colour there is during the day, but you state how it seems drab compared to the bright wonders that the fey wild had to offer.

Throughout your travels to Baldur’s Gate, whenever someone approaches you with a request to solve an issue or problem they are having, you’d usually reply with a, “What’s in it for me”, then proceed to go about solving the issue either destructively or chaotically.

A rat infestation? Well, a large fireball in such an enclosed space will make it quick and easy.

Need to clear out the nearby goblin camp? A few powdered keys should do.

Aside from your destructive tendencies, you also love to play tricks on others, whether they deserve it or not, it doesn’t matter. With you and Astation being a tag team duo, while you would create a crowd to distract people with a song or dance, Astarion would sneak around attempting to pickpocket as many people as he could.

Other antics would include trading for weird items, such as attempting to purchase a sword or magical artefact, you would cast an illusion on some nearby rocks to give them the appearance of gold pieces. Followed by having to run from the now enraged shopkeeper, whilst Astarion is in hysterics.

Despite most of your fey traits mainly giving other members of the group grief, one condition you hated was your weakness to iron, even if a ring was placed on your finger for a few seconds, it would leave a slight burn mark in its place.

This came especially apparent one time, during a fight in which you were surrounded by bandits each brandishing an iron dagger or blade, ready to strike at you.

As soon as the first blade makes contact with your flesh, you let out a loud shriek of pain as the tip of the blade leaves a large burn mark on your skin. Alerted by your cry Astarion rushes to your side, quickly taking out the rest of the bandits, before carrying you to safety.

Back at camp, he’d tend to your wound, and whilst holding you close to him he’d softly chastise you mainly out of concern.

“Be lucky that this is only a small wound, just next time stay by my side and don’t rush out like that next time.”

After the fall of the netherbrain, realising how much this realm had to offer to you, Astarion suggests going around exploring more of faerun as hunters, maybe even finding the hag that cursed you and enacting your revenge. After all you did free him from his tyrannical ex-master. Over the 6 months the two of you spend travelling all across faerun, you eventually learn to bask in the wonders that this plane has to offer.

One late night, whilst lying in your shared tent, you turn to face Astarion, feeling as if you have a heavy weight to lift from your chest, you speak “I have something to tell you.” He’d look at you with slight surprise, were you going to break up with him after all this time, “It’s about my name” you spoke sheepishly

“What about it my love, I think it’s a nice name.”

“Well, I may have given you a fake name, I was worried you would use it as leverage to bind me into a contract of sorts”

He laughs a bit upon hearing this, and you swiftly reply with “Well it may not seem like much to you but it’s a big deal to us fey.”

“Alright, would you do the honours of telling me your name my love?” whilst trying to do a small bow motion while lying down. Leaning closer, you whisper into his ear in your native tongue of Sylvan, your true name, before leaning back waiting for his response. He looks at you for a while before the expression on his face goes soft “Well I think it’s a beautiful name, regardless of what it is, you will always be my darling.”

#astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion headcanons #bg3 #bg3 astarion #baldur's gate 3 #had fun writing this one #adding some slight angst and fluff so a bit of both worlds

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smth that kills me everytime, with both how sad it is and how hilarious it is when presented, is the fact that post-methbay glenn is running on the pure intention/motivation of just murdering his dad,

like he doesn't even want to go back home to earth, he admits he's only really going along with the plan so he can find and kill bill, and hes confused when the others say that isn't their intentions as well

even tho he doesn't end up doing it, and bill gets away, at the end of s1 after everyone has their heart felt moments with the mommies, glenn just turns around and is like "OKAY TIME TO KILL MY DAD NOW!" EVEN AFTER the talk with bill during the battle- but bill had already ran away

my thought here is that, like- if that was all he was running off of, and the only reason he got out of prison (tho nick was the only reason he got through prison, which is a different thing entirely) what if he found out bill was already dead when he got out? maybe an au where willy, angered with bill's resistance in the fight before glenns final sentencing, killed him then and there. how would he have reacted? what would he have done? would he just give up entirely and stop functioning?

glenn is incredibly good at hiding and stuffing down his emotions, to a degree that half of the audience of this podcast doesn't even realize he had a character arc, but if you pay attention enough its pretty clear that glenn is hanging on by a single thread and that thread is the pure want for revenge, which makes so much sense with his character in general, and with how erratic and more chaotic he gets post-prison

i just had some thoughts about this...we never really see him snap, because once he's figured out he cant kill bill because hes gone, he has nicky there to kinda nudge him over to go meet morgan, and he already had that talk with the other dads where he talks about wanting to be in nickys life, but what if that slow lead up was taken away?

i adore glenn as a character and his arc is incredibly interesting to me, but i also love thinking of different ways things could have happened, and one of those is post-prison, honestly i might have to write smth with this idea, the thoughts are bouncing around in my brain

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GET HIM BACK ! ➳ S. JAEYUN

➙ synopsis: despite having ended things with jake you were conflicted between hating the man and loving him all in one. you missed all the happy memories between the two of you but it was even harder to forget all the hurt he put you through. revenge is best served sweet, maybe it's time you get him back!

pairing: jake sim x afab!reader

genre: angst, a tinge of fluff, fwbs to lovers to exes au

word count: 1.8k

warnings: not proofread, mentions of alcohol/drinking, hinted infidelity, swearing

a/n: we've made it halfway..? well there's 3 members left so this is great progress, please don't forget to check out the other members oneshots too and reblogs are highly appreciated, mwah <33

— GUTS X ENHYPEN SERIES MASTERLIST !

You had no intention of doing what you just did, if anything, you were just as shocked as Jake was in this moment.

Looking at the cream on your hands, you give your finger a lick as you hum in satisfaction at the good sugary taste.

But how did you get here in the first place? Why were you and your friends crashing your ex's birthday party and how did Jake Sim end up with an entire cake thrown at his face?

Simple, he broke your heart and you wanted to get revenge and boy did you get him good.

You had met Jake in the summer of 2021 at a party you had went to with a couple of friends and he was more than obviously trying to hook up but you weren't one to easily give in.

"How about I get you a drink in exchange for a dance with you?" he says as he bit his lower lip briefly raising an eyebrow and you couldn't deny how attractive the man was.

You let the boy chase after you for a bit before you gave in and decided to start a consentual friends with benefits relationship.

Like most it ended with feelings being caught and you both agreed to officially start going out as a couple not long after.

Jake was not only funny and smart but he sure was the life of the party everywhere he went.

There was never a night you went out together be it to a club, bar or house party and atleast one person wouldn't approach him claiming to know him from somewhere.

Despite being such a peoples person, Jake usually liked staying with his usual group of friends, yeah they were a little more chaotic and weird than what you were used to but they were just as fun to be around.

"Wait didn't your friend say he was 6'0 feet tall?" you ask Jake with a drink in your hand as he had his arms comfortably draped around your waist as you were seated on his lap.

"He is, why?" he asks you looking over at Sunghoon playing beer pong across the room.

Letting out a tsk you look at your boyfriend before shaking your head, "Jake you told me you were 6'2 and Hoon is clearly taller than you. Nice try dude." to which Jake scratches the back of his neck laughing at the fact that he so obviously got caught.

It was a great relationship, you felt like you were always having the time of your life with Jake but he wasn't the best partner either.

"Uhm (y/n), isn't that Jake over there..?" your best friend says beside you whispering over the loud music.

Across the room you spot him talking to your very clearly uncomfortable friend who was trying to get away from Jake who was flirting with her.

You had heard countless rumours about Jake's playboy ways.

That was one of the main reasons you didn't want to date him in the first place but you had thought maybe he was done with that lifestyle and that he wanted to be in a serious committed relationship with you, but you were clearly wrong.

"What if he can change though, yeah it sounds crazy but maybe i can fix him." you would tell your friends during your get together as they laughed at what you had just said.

"(Y/n), you can't just 'fix' people, I'm sure even you realise that but you're in denial. Let him go, Jake is never gonna change." one of them says in response as the others agree with hums and nods.

Maybe if you had just listened to them back then, all of this heartbreak would've been avoided.

He had played you multiple times now but everytime you would confront Jake about it, he couldn't seem to spot anything he had done wrong and would never apologise for his actions or even acknowledge how he hurt your feelings.

Instead, he would shower you with all these unnecessary gifts to try and win you over, the one that takes the cup had to be the time he flew you to France after he forgot your anniversary and stood you up during you date.

Come Spring of 2022, things between you and Jake seemingly fizzled out after you realised you had had enough and your friends were right.

There was no reason for you to stay with someone who couldn't prioritise you.

Jake had an ego bigger than his head, a very bad temper and a wandering eye, this relationship was bound to fall in the eyes of others from the very beginning but you still gave it a chance.

"This is the third time this week you're writing him a letter. Girl stand up. You need to detox this man out of your system." your best friend grabs the paper from your table looking at the cruched up papers inside your trashcan next to you.

You just couldn't help yourself.

You... missed Jake.

From the way he would hold and kiss you to the places he would take you but you knew how disappointed your friends would be if they were to ever hear you say you miss your toxic ex boyfriend.

Hell you would be disappointed too.

This was a man that pretty much played you for months.

He would sweet talk his way into your heart and tell you that you were the only girl but that was never true.

You were just another fling to Jake and it hurt, how was he doing so okay living his best life and you were here sulking over him wishing things could've been different between the two of you.

"Would you bail me out if i were to key his car?" you lean on your folded arms across the table as your best friend plopped on your bed.

"I wouldn't recommend doing that. I thought we went over this that day you tried calling his mom. Why did you want to call her anyway?" she asks lifting up her head to look at you as you giggled softly thinking about it.

"I wanted to tell her that her son sucks." you respond as she laughs alongside you now realising how funny that probably would've been had you went through it.

"Fuck him honestly." you said standing up from your chair as you felt the anger boiling inside of you at the thought of your past relationship.

Not only were you obviously mad at Jake but you were mad at yourself, because why did you feel so sad over missing him.

"This is gonna sound wild, but I have the craziest idea." you say looking at Jake's instagram story before looking up to your friend who was telling you to go on.

Which now brings you to your current predicament in this moment.

You gathered up your group of friends and dressed to the nines getting ready to head out to Jake's party he had posted on his story.

You knew it wasn't the most rational decision to make going to your ex's birthday celebration to ruin it but if it's one thing your relationship with Jake taught you, it was living on the edge… which also included making bad decisions along the way.

"(Y/n)… w-what are you doing here?" Jake stutters approaching you not acknowledging your friends beside you as he gives you a one look admiring your outfit.

That was your step one of your plan, to look completely irresistible at this party and simply make heads turn and even more, Jake would be drooling at the sight of you.

"It's your birthday silly, what, you thought i wouldn't show up after we broke up?" you ask him rhetorically as you get closer to him leaving a soft peck on his jaw knowing that was one of his soft spots.

As civil as you were being right now, you were holding back everything in you to not kiss uppercut him in the face because that would ruin everything.

You didn't have much planned to begin with, you just knew showing up to this party glowing would push Jake over the edge and irk him and that was enough to satisfy you.

All you wanted to do was to make him feel jealous and you wanted him to feel bad for ever hurting you, 'operation: get him back!' your friends called it.

But soon everything took an entire 180.

"I think we should head out now, this party is kinda boring." your friend says seeming as though she was in a rush to leave as her eyes keep shifting to look behind you.

Turning around to look where her eyes were, you catch Jake with his arms around a girl as they danced in the middle of the dance floor.

"Well how about we make the party a bit more fun then." you tell her with a devilish smile as you look around the room and spot the untouched birthday cake on a table nearby.

Gently lifting the cake making sure to not drop it despite being slightly (very) intoxicated, you walk up to Jake giving his shoulder a small tap as he turned around to face you and before you both knew it Jake was covered in cake.

All you could do was let out a small laugh in pure shock at what had happened as everyone around you stood in just as much shock.

"Happy birthday Jake." you tell him sweetly still very much moving based off your drunk decisions right now.

Jake on the other hand was still processing the fact that he just got caked in the face at his birthday party not only in front of all his friends but his ex did it.

"Uhh, I think now would be a good time for us to get out of here." your one friend whispers pulling your arm seeing as you were unmoving.

You were pulled out of your thoughts as you ran out the house with your friends, turning back around you notice a flabbergasted Jake wiping the cake off his face yelling for you to get back as he screamed a bunch of profanities leaving the room quiet.

"I guess you were right. I did need to detox him out and getting revenge was the perfect way. He's gonna love me and hate me at the same time." you say as you got into the car as your friend in the driver's seat speedily drove further away from the party.

"I didn't know you had that in you. That was insane." one of them says giving you a high five as she watches the recording she got of the entire ordeal.

Revenge was indeed best served sweet.

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Hazbin Hotel theory ( centered on Alastor ) :

Hello (or good evening), I am writing this post to share with you a simple but interesting theory regarding Alastor. This theory is not from me, but from a French YouTuber (whom I invite you to go see if you speak French) called: Team Taika Raven (name of the video: Character analysis: Alastor, a Devil of Hotel Manager).

At the end of his video, he states the following theory :

Alastor would have made two contracts (not necessarily for his soul). In the last song of episode 8, Alastor shows that he aims higher than Overlord status, he wants to rule all of Hell. But this will only be possible once his wings are freed, once his contract is broken (Alastor inspires power, chaos and freedom).

If indeed Alastor made a pact with Rou for power, then why would he want to break it ? He would lose everything he has acquired, that wouldn't work. Additionally, Rou, the root of evil, and likely the series' main antagonist, is a purely chaotic entity. She succeeds in infiltrating the earthly world when Lucifer gives the apple to Eve. All she wants is to spread as much chaos around her as possible, just like Alastor. The YouTuber later said that it wouldn't be surprising if she didn't ask Alastor for anything in return for the power gain since the latter was accomplishing her will just by being himself. Alastor would in some way be Rou's agent, the manifestation of her spirit in the world of the Underworld. The fact that Alastor is his shadow independent of his body could be a sign of another entity in him, that of Rou, symbolized by his powers. The YouTuber continues by saying that it would even be possible that Alastor made this pact during his lifetime, before his arrival in the underworld through voodoo rituals (which would explain why he had so many powers upon his arrival in the underworld although he was a human before). Therefore, it would seem odd that he would want to get out of the contract with Rou, knowing that he loves what he does. Moreover, why would he suddenly decide to want to break this pact suddenly, like that with Rou after having disappeared for 7 years ?

The YouTuber follows his theory by saying that Alastor, known and feared in the underworld for his power, seems to have lost his abilities, as the Vees mention in their song saying that he does not seem as powerful as before. When he returned, rumors spread that Alastor was a shadow of his former self. This could be explained by the fact that the genocide that Alastor was causing had attracted the attention of Lilith, causing her to enter into a forced contract restricting her powers.

That 7 years ago, Alastor and Lilith fought and that Alastor's defeat forced him to make a pact with Lilith not to die. Lilith would have done this to protect her people, but surely because of her commitment to Adam in Paradise, the commitment being that of preventing the souls of sinners from being saved so that they would not come to Paradise leaving the extermination to be carried out. If Alastor started killing every threatening person in the underworld, the purge would no longer make sense. Seeing the real threat of Alastor's abnormal powers, she decided to seal part of his powers and flee to Paradise, preventing him from following her. Thus, Alastor has every interest in Charlie's project working so that he can access Heaven and find Lilith to break his contract. The fact of having made a deal with Charlie, in exchange for a favor, would be a means of putting pressure on Lilith to break her contract with him.

What would Adam gain by welcoming Lilith? Glory, because being a person full of himself, Adam wanted to become more powerful and known than the seraphim as we can see subtly in his song where he has 8 wings and not 6.

The YouTuber ends up saying that the name "Alastor" means "the spirit of vengeance" in ancient Greek, sticking even more with the idea that he is just a tool, an incarnation of someone's revenge.

Perhaps Eve who would be under the control of Rou, being the character most likely to want revenge, considered just the stopgap for Adam who had not digested his rake with Lilith. It condemned humanity to suffering and mortality thereby depriving Adam of the throne which was due to it. Her stay on Earth must have been the most horrible where Adam had to make her pay for every day of her existence because of her betrayal. Lilith and Lucifer are also responsible for his misfortune, because they are the ones who gave him the apple. Fueled by hatred and resentment, Eve is possibly the one who most wants revenge on both hell and paradise, a receptacle of choice for Rou.

What do I think of it :

I find this analysis highlights several intriguing elements of the story and character motivations, particularly Alastor and his potential connection to Rou, as well as the implications of his past and present actions.

The connection between Alastor and Rou as an agent of chaos and fulfillment of Rou's will is a fascinating idea. This theory suggests that the pact between Alastor and Rou could have been established well before the events of the series, perhaps even during his lifetime, which would explain his powers upon his arrival in Hell. Additionally, the idea that Lilith restricted Alastor's powers due to his potential threat to the balance of the underworld and her own pact with Adam is also an interesting interpretation.

Furthermore, regarding Lilith and the extermination of sinners, I think she grants it to protect her people who are the real demons and not the sinners, which would explain why she allows such carnage while she is portrayed in the series as a queen who loves her subjects. Sinners being only the beings who are supposed to be the worst of humanity, harming demons for the most part. ( and for the romance, so that Lucifer is less confronted with the spectacle of sinners which he does not appreciate at first from the serie. )

This would explain his interest in the hotel and why he was so hostile towards Lucifer, not wanting the two to get close, wanting to take advantage of Charlie's slightest vulnerability as much as possible, making him believe that he is on his side ( that's why he went to see her when she wasn't comfortable in bed in episode 7, manipulating her into finally agreeing to make a deal). Alastor is a greedy and manipulative being, if he went to see Rosie to help him, it was certainly to save the hotel, but to show Charlie that she can trust him, since he manages the situation to save his project.

Finally, the idea that Eve could be an instrument of vengeance controlled by Rou, due to her grievances against the Underworld and Heaven, brings another layer of depth to the plot. This raises questions about the nature of power and manipulation in the world of “Hazbin Hotel,” as well as the motivations and desires of each character.

Overall, this theory offers a fascinating perspective on the characters and plot of the series, and it raises many interesting questions about the relationships between the various characters and the forces that manipulate them.

The YouTuber puts forward other interesting theories, don't hesitate to watch his video.

#alastor hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #alastor x reader #alastor x y/n #alastor x you #hazbin charlie #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #radio demon #vivziepop #charlie morningstar #lucifer morningstar #lucifer hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #lilith morningstar #adam #Rou Hazbin Hotel #eve hazbin hotel

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monstersdownthepath · 6 months

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A collection of Nascent Demon Lords (plus an extra)

(Pic source; it’s not 1 to 1 what I have in mind, but it’s close enough! and certainly eye-catching)

I’ve done daemons and sahkil, so here we have a trio of nascent demon lords. And also, as an extra treat, an especially disgusting Qlippoth Lord! These aren’t my only concepts for nascent lords, but if I put all of them in a single post then I won’t have any to post later!

As always, there’s significantly more lore for each of these horrors than I put in their little blurbs. Feel free to ask! If one or another gets enough attention, I might write a full article like I’ve done for bigger divinities.

TW for alcoholism mentions in the second entry, and body horror and major unsanitary themes in the final entry.

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Caerbannog, the Deceptive Death Chaotic Evil Nascent Demon Lord of Aggressive Mimicry and Camouflage

One of many wicked children of Lamashtu, Caerbannog has risen above his lesser kin and maintained a hold on a small but stable kingdom of labyrinthine tunnels which link into the realms of various other Abyssal powers, which he constantly steals from. Petitioners, territory, treasure, whatever he can claim for himself without risking immediate retaliation. While this audacious behavior would get any other creature slaughtered for their impudence, Caerbannog remains under the radar of beasts such as Jezelda, Angazhan, and Zevgavizeb by sticking to a simple but fairly effective gimmick: Appearing very, very small.

Able to hide his presence to a degree that even True Sight cannot pierce his disguises, Caerbannog masquerades as harmless animals, demon larvae, or lowly creatures such as quasits to creep unseen in the lairs of his betters, taking from them what he can as part of a strange ‘game’ he plays with himself. Patron of all manner of beasts and killers whose appearance belies unholy strength and hunger, Caerbannog is overjoyed when he is found by some guardian or predator which mistakes his taken form for his true one. Exploding forth from the body of a quasit, kitten, or--his favorite--a rabbit, he becomes a whirlwind of shredding teeth and claws that can quickly dismember beasts of any size, leaving him to frolic adorably amongst the gore until he grows bored and moves on.

Domains: Animal, Chaos, Evil, Trickery Subdomains: Fur, Demon, Whimsy, Deception Favored Weapon: Claws Symbol: The head of a herbivorous animal with bloodstains around the mouth. Sacred Animals: Rabbits and kill kittens Sacred Colors: White, brown, gray

Obedience: Attack a creature that saw you as harmless or friendly. Preferably this leads to the creature’s death. Benefit: Gain a +4 profane bonus to Disguise and Bluff checks.

Boon 1: Harmless Form Boon 2: Beast Shape II Boon 3: Veil

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Vodani, the Demon at the Bottom of the Bottle Chaotic Evil Nascent Demon Lord of Intoxication and Misdirected Anger

Among the most human-looking of any demon, Vodani’s sickly yellow eyes and shark-like teeth betray the truth of his heritage, forcing him to take pains to hide them when he walks among mankind. Appearing as an innocent vagrant, Vodani finds groups of beggars and paupers to infiltrate, gaining their trust and sympathy with gifts of alcohol and stories stolen from his past victims. Over time, he will learn everything he can about them and their lives, what decisions or foul luck brought them to this state, and it’s then he will begin to work to twist their innocent desires for a better life into hatred for foes real and imagined.

There are some who mistake Vodani for a benevolent figure, the Patron (or Prince) of Paupers, uniting the destitute and broken against everything that brought them low, but while his cultists may have their own ideas of revenge, Vodani himself cares little for any true justice; he whips his unwitting victims into mobs united against scapegoats and other innocents, and any long-term good he ends up doing is purely accidental. So long as something or someone is destroyed by the end of the resulting riot, he considers it a success, leaving the poor souls he deceived behind to drink themselves to death and rise again as his children to perpetuate the cycle of violence.

Domains: Chaos, Community, Evil, Trickery Subdomains: Revelry, Riot*, Demon, Espionage Favored Weapon: Improvised weapon Symbol: Two beaten flasks, tankards, or cups toasting. Sacred Animals: None Sacred Colors: Yellow, brown *Followers of Vodani can modify the Community Domain with the Riot Subdomain.

Obedience: Find one or several drunkards and spend one hour conversing with them, weaving in purposefully inflammatory statements against targets of ire, be it yours or theirs. Alternately, spend at least one hour drinking alcoholic drinks while ruminating on everyone that has ever wronged you. Many followers of Vodani perform either obedience by accident. Benefit: Three times per day as a standard action, you may cause a bottle of ale, wine, whiskey, beer, or other mundane, low-quality alcohol to appear in your hand. Each bottle contains enough for two servings. These bottles and their contents disappear after 24 hours, or if you fail to perform your Obedience, though having the drinks on-hand allows you to easily perform it.

Boon 1: Rotgut Boon 2: Malicious Spite Boon 3: Song of Discord

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Galroscul, the Hunger Sealed in Steel Nascent Demon Lord of Cannibalism and Gluttony

In his prime, Galroscul was a terrifying figure to behold. A towering horror in the shape of an anthropomorphic boar with the scales and tail of a dragon, six unblinking eyes on either side of his head, his tusks and claws as powerful as adamantine and his stomach as bottomless as the Abyss itself. He became a Demon Lord by literally eating his way there, legends claiming he consumed an entire Abyssal layer along with every demon and demigod within it to fuel his ascension, and if the stories are anything to go by, he wasn’t nearly close to finished. He had his eye on the throne of gods, hoping that if he drank the blood of Lamashtu, he would stand alongside her and, eventually, devour her as well.

He didn’t even get anywhere close to enacting his plan before he was ambushed by the forces of Zura, lord of cannibals, and Xoveron, lord of gluttons, who both saw his existence as a threat and formed a rare union against him. They drained and consumed what they could of him, leaving him pitifully weakened and, knowing that if they slew him he would simply return to life at full strength, set into motion a plan to humiliate and imprison him with the aid of greedy mortals. On a far-off world, Galroscul has been sealed inside of a great and terrible machine by a cabal of meat-mongers hoping to make their products fiendishly addictive. He rages and starves within this machine, processing countless carcasses but unable to truly eat a single bite, reduced in power to a Nascent Demon Lord and losing more of his sanity with every passing day.

Domains: Animal, Chaos, Destruction, Evil Subdomains: Fur, Demon, Rage, Cannibalism Favored Weapon: Bite Symbol: A boar skull trapped in a metallic diamond. Sacred Animals: Boars and goats Sacred Colors: Red and brown

Obedience: Begin eating a creature while it’s still alive. Alternately, consume a limb taken from a creature within the last 24 hours. Benefit: Gain a +4 profane bonus to your AC versus bite attacks and to your CMD against grapple attempts.

Boon 1: Enemy’s Heart Boon 2: Hunger for Flesh Boon 3: Extended Hungry Pit

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Lormlecht, the Dung-Eater Qlippoth Lord of Filth and Sepsis

There are creatures considered disgusting, vomit-inducing, or putrid, and then there is Lormlecht, whose nauseating habits put all others to shame. Once nothing but a harmless scavenger scarcely as large as a finger, the Dung-Eater has gone from vermin to hazard to a lethal danger the size of a sea serpent as it has slithered through the sewers and muck of the Abyss, feasting merrily on the leavings of these twisted civilizations and dragging unwary victims into cesspits to ferment to perfection. Many attempts to destroy the filth-eating abomination have been made by mortal and immortal alike, but on the rare occasions these attempts succeed, they’re tragically short-lived as Lormlecht reforms within the bowels of a living creature infected with Filth Fever.

Lormlecht possesses a unique relationship with the wasting disease, able to cause embryonic qlippoth (especially Chernobue) to form within the bodies of any creature infected with even a mild strain. Any minor contact with its form is capable of causing a full-blown infection, to say nothing of the horrifying fate that befalls anyone who suffers even a glancing blow from its alarmingly equine, filth-slicked teeth; such victims are infested not only with a nearly incurable variant of Filth Fever, but a menagerie of other diseases which resist magical cures and can cause an agonizing, septic death within hours. It’s quite telling that even demons consider being bitten by the Dung-Eater a gruesome and miserable fate.

Domains: Chaos, Death, Evil, Water Subdomains: Caves*, Plague, Corruption, Flotsam Favored Weapon: Club Symbol: A piece of rotted offal impaled on a stick Sacred Animals: Rats and otyughs Sacred Colors: Brown *Followers of Lormlecht can modify the Chaos or Evil Domains with the Caves Subdomain.

Obedience: Spend no more than an hour contaminating an area you expect other creatures to pass through with filth and waste. Benefit: Your body harbors Filth Fever, which does not harm or inconvenience so long as you’ve performed your Obedience within the last 7 days. Any creature which ingests your blood is exposed to the disease (DC 13 negates, as normal).

Boon 1: Mud Buddy Boon 2: Tenacious Stinking Cloud Boon 3: Plague Storm

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