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deadsetobsessions · 4 months

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Danny laid across his throne, legs planted across the left arm of the ornate chair and back pressed uncomfortably against the right.

"Listen," Danny started, letting his head flop to the side as he glared at a hovering Observant. "This meeting has wasted enough of my time. You all have been arguing for hours and that's without Clockwork slowing things down."

"Your Majesty, this is a matter of great importance. Belial means to overthrow and rule my-our world!"

"I am distinctly aware aware of that," Ancients, Danny couldn't wait to go home and rid himself of the formal speech he'd had to adopt in order to be taken seriously. Well, as seriously as he cared to be taken when sprawled across his throne instead of sitting on it intimidatingly or something. He slowly placed his gaze on the suddenly still demon sitting across from him. "Yet you've proposed fifteen different plans that were all unviable for whatever reasons you've cooked up. Your conclusion is that I must step in. Does your world not have heroes to take care of it?"

The demon- another lord of hell from this Belial’s universe- fell silent.

“Ah. But if they do, they would also take care of you.”

“No- no, that’s not-”

Danny allowed his voice to drop to the artic freeze he knew his core was capable of. "I opened these these doors to allow all of you to present me with reasonable concerns regarding your own universes and realms. What is not on the table for discussion is your petty politics. Do you think I am unaware of your intentions in tattling to me? That I do not know you are trying to use me to further your own position?"

"Your Majesty, I-" The demon growled out, fear slowly coating its expression.

"It no longer amuses me. You think that I am young and easy to manipulate." Danny froze the demon to its chair. It tried to break free, but Danny isn't the High King of the Infinite Realms for nothing. "Bring to me a miserable problem like this ever again, one that could be easily solved if you used even a smidgen of your intelligence, and you will find exactly how I tore Pariah Dark from his throne."

Not that Danny knew how he did it either, he just did it.

"Yes, Your Majesty. My-my apologies."

The room is dead (Danny patted himself on the back for the pun) silent. Some of the Ancients looked bored, like Clockwork who knew Danny would never hurt them, but everyone else looked close to crying. He held eye contact with the demon until it looked away.

When Danny settled back into the throne and allowed his ice to dissipate, the room let out a collective sigh of relief.

"The next item on the agenda is another demon, by the name of Trigon." Clockwork announced, the large piece of paper comically huge next to his currently toddler-like body.

"Another?"

He flicked an amused look at the previous demon, who kept his trap firmly shut.

"He is attempting to take over multiple worlds in an attempt to conquer the universe. I had thought you would be interested in this one, Your Majesty, as he plans to begin with Earth 135."

Danny stilled. That was his Earth. His haunt.

"Does he know of the Realms?"

"Vaguely, I believe."

"Then he should know the rules. I will wait to see if my Earth's heroes are capable to step to the task."

Danny would be a hypocrite if he doesn’t let the heroes of his Earth try first, even if he is one of those heroes.

"Of course," Clockwork grinned at him, fully aware of the shit Danny's about to stir back home. Ah, the wonders of being able to influence the time stream. Perhaps the young Ghost King will finally get some friends, and maybe get those pesky speedsters to stop making his jobs so hard. Cujo yipped at Danny as the King begrudgingly moved onto the next topic.

——

Raven shuddered as she watched the footage of her "brothers" laughing while steering their human "meatbags" around. She turned back to the giant circle of donated blood and herb filled candles.

“This is a nuclear option, don’t you think?” Green Arrow mumbled, clearly not against it by the half hearted way he’d said it. The Star City billionaire nursed his cracked ribs.

“No,” she floated over to where Zatanna and Constantine kneeled, trying to see if they needed help with the inscriptions. “Trigon is coming soon, and my brothers will no doubt find their way here in a moment. We are out of time.”

“Yeah. Plus, we don’t want Raven to be turned into a portal.” Garfield piped up, switching animal forms rapidly.

“No one dies.” Red Robin muttered. His wrist computer was open, monitoring the surroundings of the open field they found themselves uneasily occupying. Batman grunted in affirmation, eyeing the tree line. Every hero except the magical ones were on look out, preparing themselves for one more battle against the two demons that were trying to take Raven and force her into becoming a portal.

“Hey guys, we might want to hurrythisupbecausethey’re kind of close!” Impulse slammed into the room.

“Done.” Zatanna got up, motioning for everyone to step back. In Superman’s case, he floated back.

“Too bad you won’t get to use it,” a voice drawled, dripping with malice and the screams of a thousand souls.

“Come now, little sister. Why fight fate? Be grateful father has deigned to spare you. If not for your dirty blood being useful, you would be dead, little sister. Give up, before our patience runs out alongside the lives of your little pets.” Another, mocking, voice gleefully rumbled.

Raven would rather gouge out her own heart than to claim these two as any type of family.

“You won’t touch them.” Raven snarled, powers rising even as the marks on her body burned a painful red.

“Buy us some time!”

With that, the group of beaten and battered heroes rose to clash against just two demons, for a chance to save their world.

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The Circle crackled. Danny felt a tug on his core. He followed the thread of the summoning. Oh. It was his haunt. Earth 135. Hm. It tasted of blood. Desperation? A hint of anticipation. Oh, an overload of fear. Could use some more hope, but Danny understood that it was rather hard to season these kinds of summonings with hope.

“Stop.” Danny commanded, straightening in his chair.

“Sire, we have more-”

“There is an issue with my haunt,” with that, he followed the summons.

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“Ugh,” was the first thing everybody on the frozen battlefield heard. The demons had smacked away many of the heroes, but they all turned as one when the circle lit up a bright green. “Why do you people always use blood? I’m dead, I don’t need any more iron!”

A boy

Raven’s eldest brother let out a hideous rumble. “You fools tried to summon the king, and you got a dead boy. And now, you’ve doomed another.”

Constantine looked resigned, and regretful. “I am so, so sorry,” he whispered. It was just a kid. John might be a lot of things, but even he found summoning dead kids for demons to devour was just a step too far. “Shite, we got the wrong fucking-”

“Hey, man, that’s rude,” the boy snapped back, waving John off.

“Brother, kill the whelp.”

“I vote on not killing the whelp. Not killing at all, really,” the boy stepped out of the massive blood circle, wrinkling his nose at the drying stains.

“This is not one of your pesky democracies, fool.”

In response, the demons lunged at him, ignoring the screams of the surrounding heroes as they shoved their human arms through the boy’s stomach.

“So,” the boy continues, “I heard your dad was after my haunt?”

“Your haunt, whelp? This earth shall be his! And through him, ours!” Raven slammed against the demons with her power, shadows enlarging and tossing them away from the unharmed… ghost boy?

“Is it?”

——

Wow, these demons are so rude. Normally, it’d be a breath of fresh air compared to the stuffy halls of his throne room. But since they’re attacking his haunt…

“Thanks. You’re… Raven, right?”

Raven nodded, arms outstretched in concentration as she held her brothers back.

“You have to go. We’re- we’re sorry you got pulled into this, but it’s not safe here.”

“Eh. It’s cool. You don’t have to do that anymore, by the way.” Danny stepped forward once more, green skin shifting and gliding as everything about him sharpened. He flew at the demons piloting the human shells, catching them around the necks and dragging the demons out of their stolen bodies. The threw them even further away as he floated in the air, a beacon of green and white. Raven thought it looked like hope.

“My name is Phantom, the High King of the Infinite Realms,” let it be known that Danny always had an eye for dramatic entrances. He shifted into something more off, more eldritch, more kingly. The crown flared to life above his head. “You have invaded my haunt. You have challenged me. What do you plead?”

“You’re not-” they said.

“Wrong answer,” Danny flew at them once more, body contorting into something undeniably terrorizing, his maw unhinging and crunching down on the demons with a sound that made the present heroes cringe.

“Ugh,” Danny grunted, turning back and floating peacefully to the group of heroes- Tucker and Sam would be so stoked he met Wonder Woman and Batman!- and chewed rapidly. He shifted back into his normal form. “Eating demons always leaves me with indigestion. And their bones get everywhere up in my teeth!” Danny pulled out a giant femur looking bone from his mouth, despite it not logically fitting in there.

“Right. No eating demons, solid life advice.” Red Robin said.

“Right? So, you’re Raven! It’s nice to meet you! Think you can summon your dear ol’ dad for me?”

“But we summoned you to stop Trigon, not help him come here.” Superman said, frowning.

“One! That summoning circle is wack. Those things you piled up as offerings? Mid. Also, if you thought you could control me with those terribly written spells, you’re dead wrong. And yes, I am making puns about death.” Danny jabs an aggressive finger towards the shabby circle.

“Have you considered that maybe not every being that can be summoned wants a shit ton of useless blood? Like what if I wanted food? And two, how am I supposed to beat up Trigon if he’s still stuck in the prison realm?”

“I have a cup of coffee,” Nightwing offered. “Kid Flash could probably get you food, right?”

“Yep, surethinganythingyouwantyourMajesty.”

“You wouldn’t catch me alive accepting food from a speedster. You people fuck up the timelines so much,” Danny grumbled, crunching on the last of Raven’s brothers. Raven thought she should probably sit down.

“But you’re dead.” Batman said, something about his voice catching the sharp attention of his protégés who all started making cutting motions at him.

“Fair,” Danny pointed at him, grinning. “I’ll take two pizza and Nightwing’s coffee as payment for taking care of your little demon overlord problem. Raven, summon your dad.”

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Didn’t much like the characterization of this piece but it’s been in my drafts for a while and I needed it out

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queenofallimagines · 2 months

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Blue Lock boys and having a S/O who has a sex toy collection

A/N: This is extremely self indulgent and came to me while browsing the internet. Part one of 2 and These are also all real toys so if you know exactly what I’m talking about lmao kudos to you✌🏿

Isagi:

- lmao oh boy

- Brand new to this world

- Only has the blue flesh light you got him as a joke for Christmas

- He uses it more often than he’d like to admit…

- So when he comes to your place and he’s in the mood to get nasty

- You gotta hold his hand bc he’s gunna be a little nervous

- You ask him if he’s cool with toys and he’s like ofc

- Very excited to see what you use to make yourself feel good

- Then he is taken aback to see a box of sex toys ORGANIZED BY COLOR

- “We in for a more rough mood today or like a quick thing?”

- “YOU USE THEM FOR DIFFERENT SCENES??”

- Let him take a look through your treasure chest(pun intended)

- And he’s like 🙂 bc how does he use that

- “So whats this?? It’s like flat but it has silicone flowers on the top??”

- “Oh that’s a grinder you strap it to a pillow”

- “….and it’s supposed to be green and blue?”

- “The colors on this one were pretty 😤 aesthetic matters too!”

- Best way is to just dive in and let him test out each one

- His favorite so far is this pretty little one called CLAUDETTE and he likes grinding on it while he kisses you and fucking into it

- Likes how the colors look all funky and fun

- “Is that-“

- “A football colored one yes it is.”

- “…..you didn’t have this before you met me did you?”

- “Listen it’s not MY fault that you be away on games a lot and this just so happened to be in your girth!”

- He will indulge you and do those dick mold cast things and will demand to see videos of you fucking yourself with it when he’s away

- Nothing would make him rush home faster than seeing a video of you moaning all pretty in nothing but a spare jersey of his bounding up and down on an exact replica of his cock begging him to hurry home

- Fuck the game he’s on the first fight back to Japan IMMEDIATELY

- LOVES to use them in punishments!

- When you’re acting all bratty he’ll pretend he’s not on his very last nerve

- Not super good at controlling his true emotions but when he’s calling you pet names making you feel all flustered can you really tell he’s upset?

- So when he flips a switch and tells you to “hold fucking still or I’ll tie your hands to the headboard” and he’s in between your legs holding you down it’s definitely a surprise

- Has one of the vibes that are controlled by phone

- He’s not so cruel as take you for a stroll in public

- (Also he really doesn’t want to get slammed with a public indecency charge because you can’t keep quiet)

- He’ll make you wear it as he goes about his business in the house

- Ignoring you without a care in the world as he’s relaxing on the couch and you’re begging him to bend you over anything

- “Hm? I didn’t hear a ‘I’m sorry for being a brat Yoichi’ so all that crying ain’t doing nothing”

- He has really good control when he’s pissed

- Usually that glassy eyed look while begging him to ruin you would be enough to have him on you like a dog in heat

- Buuuuuy unfortunate for you upset yoichi is some cold

- He’s literally not even flinching as you grind in his thigh making a mess all over his pants

- Rolling his eyes before shooting you the most annoyed look

- “You gunna keep making a mess on my pants or you going to fucking apologize already?”

- “I-I’m sorry Yoichi… please I need you so bad.”

- “Fucking finally.”

- Throws your legs over his shoulders but he’s still mad so he’s gunna edge and then overstimulate you before he even pulls his cock out

Nagi:

- oh he’s so silly

- Like he’s definitely like??

- Probably accidentally finds your stash before YOU show him

- “Oi, what’s this thing over here?”

- And you walk in and he’s messing w a silicone octopus cockring

- Boy if you don’t stay out my mf closet-

- Wants you to show him all the cool weird stuff you have

- “How do you even use this?”

- “Like any other toy???”

- “This tentacle is NOT like a regular sex toy.”

- Does it again by laying down on some of your stuffies and sees one w a obvious zipper

- Opens it to see a dildo inside

- “Why is this IN here?”

- “So nosey mfs like YOU don’t just come in my room and find my shit.”

- “…..that’s fair.”

- His fav for you to use on him is this gold and grey silicone stroker that has skin like texture

- When he’s too lazy to move he likes you being on top of him kissing and biting his neck while you slowly move the toy on his cock

- Will have him squirming and moaning loud as hell like you’ve never seen before

- Nagi isn’t the most vocal but he’s moaning like a pornstar

- “Ohhhh fuuuck pretty keep stroking me like that.”

- No better way to get him to fuck you like you want then to slow stroke him with a fleshlight or stroker

- Asks you to make a cast of your pussy

- When you actually make him one it’s like never brought up again until one night you get a text around 2am a few hours before nagi is set to touchdown back in Japan

- Of him fucking it like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do

- Not sure who the fuck recorded that for him🤨 bc it’s too good and so are the angles to be a shaky one handed quick video

- Moans about how he can’t wait to feel you cream on his cock

- As the most obscene noises play from your speakers with the image of seishiro fucking into a fleshlight of your likeness all messy with lube and cum

- From the way the video starts off he had to have been at it for a while already

- You catch a glimpse of his hazy eyes as he’s mercilessly pounding into the toy

- When the video ends you get another text from him

- ‘Just got out the airport be home in 25’

Hiori:

- you’d think he’d be like weirded out

- Or confused

- Nah

- He’s seen all the gamer porn there is to see

- Monster and fantasy themed sex toys are a walk in the park

- “Woah, they like make dragon dicks that you can actually ride?”

- Favorites are Ophiuchus the Forgotten, Spyro Slim, and the twilight Moon

- He likes textures so anything with more ridges and bumps the better!

- Likes ones that seem normal. He’s a sneaky fucker so hidden in plain sight is great

- Like oh you thought this was a regular lipstick? Nope! A bullet vibe

- Has like 6 of these in your purse at all times

- Annoying as will pull a “hey can I talk to ya for a sec?”

- And then lead you into a secluded area and shove a toy in you while having his mouth do the heavy lifting

- “Mmm~ taste better when you’re this scared.”

- Someone get his ass 🙄😒

- Let’s you fuck him but like you’re a service top at most

- Not very try willing to give up power because that means he looses the game

- Will tie you up and ride you

- Puts on his most slutty performance and really lets himself get whiny

- As soon as he unties you it’s a chance to get him

- Like oh so anyway we’re not done🥰 now you can’t touch

- Will send you links to stores asking you what you think

- “Check out this dark souls one”

- “Yo, baby who the FUCK is that going to fit inside”

- “:((( but it glows in the dark”

#my writing #x black reader #blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk scenarios #bllk smut #hiori yo #hiori yo x reader #isagi yoichi #isagi x reader #isagi smut #nsft #nagi x reader #nagi seishiro #nagi seishiro x reader #blue lock smut #blue lock headcanons #anime who asked for rin and Sea I got you next!

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demiesworld · 1 year

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hantengu quad squad (brothers!headcanon)

characters: sekido, karaku, aizetsu, and urogi

synopsis: my headcanons on the clones if they were born in modern times and were quadruplets. a little bit of a character analysis as well if you squint.

note: purely fictional. i do not own the rights to these characters etc.

credits to the original artist of the photo.

in my pov, i see sekido as the oldest ofc. karaku is the second born, then aizetsu as the third, and lastly urogi.

i know what most of you are thinking, aizetsu should be the youngest he screams that sort of energy. you are right, but technically you're wrong. in s3 ep4, i noticed how sekido was telling aizetsu to cut genya in half and to hurry it up. when he said that it reminded me of how middle children commonly get chastised by their parents or overshadowed by their other siblings bc they are the "middle child" so aizetsu is the middle child imo.

urogi is the youngest simply bc he does not give a shit about anything. this dude is literally living life just to have fun, just like karaku and can be reckless with their actions. to him rules are meant to be broken and he does not listen well to authoritative figures (looking at you sekido)

living together as siblings for the four of them is a fucking mess. sekido who's always irritated by his brothers probably has a chore list that nobody, except for aizetsu, follows. but even if aizetsu follows it he still gets chewed out for not meeting sekido's expectations of cleaning, and sekido just ends up doing the chore himself. karaku and urogi both have weekly chores to do, but they put it off on aizetsu because he's easier to manipulate into doing their bidding.

aizetsu often gets mistaken for being the youngest sibling out in public bc he's so timid and has dejected pout on his face in comparison to his other siblings.

their heights from tallest to shortest: karaku (187cm;6ft 2in), sekido (186cm;6ft 1in), aizetsu (184cm;6ft 1in), and urogi (182cm;6ft 0in)

in my headcanon, karaku and urogi are both identical twins, and the rest of them are fraternal.

sekido and karaku always gets into arguments over karaku's lack of respect for bringing random women into their home. like sekido woke up one morning to find some stranger in his fridge eating HIS leftover takeout that clearly said "DO NOT TOUCH -SEKIDO"

karaku and him both have gotten into very violent and physical fights. one time it gotten so bad karaku was bleeding out and he had to leave the house. didn't return back for a week.

none of the other brothers know if one or the other apologized, but they ended up being brotherly again so-

aizetsu is shy around attractive women so he relies on urogi to be his wingman no pun intended.

this backfires bc urogi ends up shit talking about aizetsu, flirting with the girl and absolutely forgetting why he was talking to the girl in the first place.

aizetsu witnessed urogi leaving with one of his crushes at a party and he went back home crying into his pillow over it.

urogi made it up to him by giving aizetsu the girls ripped panties (urogi you little shit)

urogi has a pet female cockatiel that he named "bandit" bc he taught her how to steal food from people's plates and drop them into trash cans.

when he's butting heads with sekido as a way to piss him off he lets bandit fly around the house and knock things over. particularly vases, glass jars, etc. before putting her back in the cage when sekido is about to murder him.

sekido breathes through his mouth when he sleeps, karaku sleeps with two fans on bc he's always hot and ends up with a congested nose in the morning, aizetsu is a light sleeper and listens to white noise (you'll find out why soon), urogi snores very loud and talks in his sleep at night.

since the home they live in is a three bedroom (aha) sekido has his own room which is the masters, karaku has his own room too, leaving the youngest of the quad squad aizetsu and urogi to share a room.

i headcanon that karaku likes to walk around the house wearing grey sweatpants (no underwear) and is shirtless. sekido sleeps in one of those satin or silk pajamas and wears a robe when he's in the house on a weekend. aizetsu sleeps in a sweatshirt and shorts, sometimes wears his snorlax slippers but urogi teases him about it whenever he sees aizetsu wearing them. urogi sleeps butt ass naked. yes. i shit you not. like he'll wear boxers or briefs to bed, but somehow he takes them off while he's sleeping and he wakes up naked.

on a scale of most to least who takes care of their appearance & hygiene? karaku, aizetsu, sekido, and urogi.

karaku showers at least three times a day, follows a religiously dedicated skin care routine, and wears his retainers for his teeth at night. i headcanon he sleeps with a bonnet on his head to protect his luscious locks. he regularly goes to the hair salon to get his hair fixed. visits the nail salon too for a mani, pedi, and a facial if he has enough money for all three. face card never declines. hes immune to breakouts and flare ups on his skin. lowkey wears makeup to hide the dark circles underneath his eyes. brushes his teeth in the morning and the night. girls say he smells like a roasted peach kinda citrusy. very sensual smelling.

aizetsu showers once or twice a day usually before he sleeps. he washes his face with some affordable brand like clean&clear or neutrogena and puts lotion on his face. always shaves his facial hair and body hair. brushes his teeth in the morning but he always forgets so he does it before bed. i headcanon he used to wear braces up until the age of 15 and they got removed. he goes to a salon to do his hair and only trusts that one stylist to do it. ppl says he smells like fresh laundry and lavender.

sekido only showers once and that is before bed. he doesn't wash his face that often bc his skin is sensitive and even branded sensitive skin products don't work for him. so he ends up just using expensive dermatologist recommended products. besides from that his skin is soft and he does have a flare up when it gets to be the summer time. he shaves his face, doesnt shave his armpits, or down there. his chest has some hairs, but he gets them waxed. has hairy ass legs. brushes his teeth after a meal and before bed. sleeps with a mouthguard bc he grinds his teeth at night. he doesn't take care of his hair very well. doesn't know what products will work for his hair texture so its usually unkempt. he smells like cinnamon.

urogi was the child that did not want to shower. his mother had to fight with him to get him to take one. so i believe that he showers twice a week. he doesn't smell bad unless he's been sweating really hard. he knows he is very prone to breakouts but he doesn't wash his face. instead he just splashes water on his skin and scrubs the dirt off with a towel. surprisingly enough it works for him. he will shave his face but not anywhere else on his body. he has hairy legs. he washes his hair with 2 in 1, combs through the knots while its wet and lets it air dry. remarkably his hair remains thick, voluminous, and doesn't shed. i headcanon he smells like sandalwood, kinda earthy smell.

who is most likely to move out first? aizetsu. he's been saving up money for a long time to move out of the hantengu household. he's unable to deal with his brothers attitudes. tired of sleeping in the same room as urogi especially since bro has a pet fucking bird.

who will get married first? karaku. he would date the person for maybe 2 years, then propose that they get married. he wants to be sure that he person he marries is the right one for him.

who's the better cook? despite being so damn perfect karaku can't cook for shit. sekido can cook a decent meal FOR HIMSELF but not for his brothers. aizetsu is not allowed in the kitchen bc he left a pizza in the oven on BROIL NOT BAKE and it almost burned down their kitchen. he is only allowed to use the microwave. urogi is a good cook so they assign him to cook them breakfast on the weekends mornings and nights.

who has better grades in school? sekido. he turns in his assignments before the due date, he's always on the principal's list, and is a member of the student council as president. the rest of them aren't as academically well as he is. aizetsu may come in second place, but he struggles with math (i headcanon aizetsu is dyslexic) & anything related to public speech. urogi does struggle with math and for some reason he's an ace at world history. karaku tends to skip some classes on fridays by hanging out at the gym with the gym coach. he's smart in literature, science, and world history. like aizetsu he struggles with math.

from most to least who works out more? karaku, urogi, sekido, aizetsu. we all seen karaku's body like tell me this man does not lift weights. karaku is always at the gym in the early morning hours bc according to him "the early bird gets the worm" urogi works out at the gym too, he's one of those dudes you see doing pull ups and does leg presses. never misses out on leg day. sekido does workout but only focuses on his arms, chest, and shoulders. doesn't care too much about have a muscular build. aizetsu doesn't step one foot into the gym. he was blessed with a high metabolism so it's easy for him to stay with a slim figure. he does have some muscle on him because he does bojutsu and jujutsu.

what are their vices? karaku has a bad habit of smoking weed. not that it's dangerous for him, but none of the others like the smell of some of the flowers he uses (homie got that gas). so he smokes outside on the patio. meanwhile sekido smokes cigarettes (specifically malboro special select 100 gold) and he always drinks a can of white claw on a saturday evening while he's watching fucking debates on tv. aizetsu vapes and he smokes weed by himself. doesn't like to smoke with urogi bc he laughs at the stupidest of shit and it blows aizetsu's high. he does drink but not a lot. poor boy is a lightweight. urogi vapes and drinks twisted teas. he drinks that bc, and i quote, "beer tastes like bitter like sekido's soul, seltzers are just spiked waters for depressive queers like aizetsu, and liquor is as problematic as karaku's dating history. :P" (everybody let's side eye him)

notes: i would add more but i don't want to get too ahead of myself here. this may develop into a series. idk yet. depends on how much ppl like my headcanon of them lol

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joels-shitty-puns · 8 months

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The Key To Your Heart - Track 4

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x Musician!Reader

Gif by:@sh214

Series Summary: After writing your feelings for Pedro into a song, it gains a lot more popularity than expected. Ultimately it brings both criticism and support, with new possibilities around the corner.

*! New warnings will be listed first !*

Series Warnings: 18+ only (MDNI). Mentions of food, weight loss, weight gain, dieting, weighing, potential eating disorder, food guilt. Potential for puns/dad jokes (name of my blog, and the fic) should give that away. This is my first fic which should be its own warning, lol. Also some cursing. Mentions of masturbation (f) maybe more smut later idk. Sadness, reader is pretty depressed. Poor body image. Rude people. Bullying-ish and just lack of support? Anxiety. Age gap! Reader is in her mid 20's, Pedro is current age (48).

Other stuff: Reader is plus sized. AFAB. Inexperienced. Also has a dog, but you can pretend it is another creature probably. Further, in case it isn't clear, italics almost always are the reader's inner thoughts!

Word Count: ~2.3K

Series List: Here!

Miss last chapter? Here!

Hi there! To those of you who have read and are still with me, THANK YOU! I love you all. I'm sorry that my chapters are taking longer and longer. Work has been a bit more hectic lately and I also just had some serious writer's block with this chapter. That being said, it feels a little rough and I apologize if its awful lol. But either way, thanks for hanging in there with me and please let me know what you think! Your comments make me happy!

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You groaned, stepping out of bed and drifting towards the bathroom. Your face was sticky and your eyes stung from crying late into the night. It was silly, naive, and frankly stupid�� but sometimes you can't control how hard emotions hit. Seeing that Pedro didn't actually watch your video was a let down - to put it mildly. Obviously he's a popular guy. A star. He has better things to do.

You should be grateful he even responded to your Instagram message before. Even though it hurts, surely he has more interesting things to do than message someone like you. Just because you wrote a song and he said he liked it doesn't mean he owes you anything more.

So after a fitful night's sleep, you were utterly exhausted; physically, mentally, and emotionally. Luckily, it was still your weekend and you could rest today.

More like spend the day wallowing in your self pity… you think, disdainfully at yourself.

Looking in the mirror, you notice your puffy eyes. There's some new acne, and a mop of frizzy hair on your head. After using the toilet, you step on your bathroom scale before your shower; a morning routine you started during years of dieting. Another 3 pounds. Up again?!

You look in the mirror, pinching your stomach with a sigh. I guess I shouldn't have had those cookies yesterday…

The food guilt creeps up as you think of the goodies you've eaten recently. Cookies yesterday, fast food the day before. You were bitter that you weren't one of those people that could just magically eat whatever they wanted without gaining an ounce.

But you aren't, and you should know better.

Frustrated with your appearance, you begin your usual internal debate about how to fix it.

Maybe I should go back on the diet…

But the diet caused you so many problems. Remember the stomach issues? The hunger? The lack of joy? Binge eating on cheat days until you were sick?

But! I lost so much weight!

Yeah, until you started gaining weight…

Maybe I didn't cut enough. People said I looked so good. I was *almost* skinny.

Maybe people would like me more if I was skinny… Maybe Pedro would like me if I were skinny. There's no way he would be with me looking like this.

These were the debates that plagued you for months… years… a lifetime.

You showered, tears beginning to flow again as you tried to push out the thoughts. He was probably just busy, but either way you knew you didn't have a chance.

Your friends were right. You were an obsessed fan. It was… concerning, as they said. They pitied you when you felt sad about your feelings. Just find someone you actually have a chance with, they pushed. Someone real.

But... he did message you. Maybe he didn't even know you had an interview yesterday? Maybe he watched it later. You were being utterly ridiculous. It didn't matter anyway.

But what you didn't know was that Pedro felt just as disappointed. He wanted to be the one on your list. The one you loved. He went to bed just as mopey as you did and woke up just the same.

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Having washed away your bad feelings as best as you could, you gave Skipper a kiss on his little forehead and made some coffee while scrolling Instagram. You were nervous to see what people had to say about your interview, but you had to face the music eventually.

As you could have predicted, people were running through the potential suspects (or prospects, that is) who have brown curly hair and brown eyes. Some supported you and loved your interview. Others criticized you for being too chicken to show yourself.

You weren't used to this level of attention, and you really weren't sure you enjoyed it. But you were grateful to have your two lives kept separate, your true persona still shaded in privacy.

What you did not predict, was a notification popping up from Pedro, interrupting your scrolling. Forgetting to breathe, you immediately clicked on it. If the message were food from the oven, you would've burnt your hand the way you grabbed it so fast.

Perhaps I should've been a little more chill about opening this so quickly... Oh well.

Pedro Pascal messaged you: "Hey! I watched your interview yesterday. You did fantastic. I know fame is new to you and you're nervous, but you're a natural."

Your heart swelled. He did watch it!! He must have just been busy during the live stream.

You replied: "Pedro! You watched it!?! Thank you so much. That really means a lot to me."

Pedro read your message immediately, but instead of sharing in your level of excitement, he was hit with a wave of confusion instead. She must just be trying to not hurt my feelings. She already knows I watched it.. unless she didn't even notice my name. Or she didn't care enough to look for it…?

He decided to play along with it anyway. "Absolutely, I did. I've had it marked on my calendar since the day it was announced a couple days ago and watched it as it was streamed live."

His response took you by surprise, and then made you angry. If he really watched it, he would know that they gave you a list of the people who watched it live. Why was he lying to you about it?

You started to plan out your response, maybe even send an accusatory comeback, but then you thought about it again.

Why would he lie about it? What would he gain by lying? He messaged you.

With this in mind, you instead chose to take a different approach. One better designed for fishing. One you had to be very careful about, so as not to reveal the fact that you looked for his name.

"Wait!? You watched it live? I didn't see you on the list. You're one of the few people I've spoken to who actually seem genuinely friendly and interested in having a conversation with me. I had sort of hoped you were listening."

There. That doesn't sound too revealing, right? Totally friendly…

Pedro opened your message and was met with both confusion, and something else he wasn't expecting. Hope. Did you look for his name??

Still, he wanted to address the confusion. "You didn't see me on the list? That's odd.. but I'm sure there were a lot of names to scan through. Maybe my name was just buried in that list."

You knew it wasn't buried. He was the only name you looked for. The only name you cared about seeing on that list, not that you'd admit that to him right now. But you also didn't want him to feel that insignificant either.

"There were a lot of names, I'll give you that. But I swear you weren't there. Were you logged into your account? Maybe your Internet crashed, or you missed part of it?"

Instantly he remembered the ten or so minutes that Oscar interrupted him.

Oscar!

"Oh shit! That's it. Oscar barged into my house while I was watching it and I slammed my laptop closed."

"Oscar… Isaac? Wait, why did you slam your laptop closed?"

"Yeah, that's the one. And… I don't know. He just surprised me, I guess. It wasn't a planned visit."

Slamming your laptop closed is an odd reaction to your friend visiting, but okay, you thought.

"So you closed your laptop, and missed a few minutes. And that must have been the moment they pulled the list of viewers."

Pedro replied. "It must have. But I was there, more than happy to listen to what you had to say"

If my name had been on the list, would her answer have been different? When asked whether the man she loved was on the list and she said no, would my name have changed anything? Pedro wanted to ask you these questions. But he couldn't. Not only was he scared, but he also didn't want it to come off as some douchey comment that made you uncomfortable. He wanted to get to know you better, even if just as a friend, and he wouldn't let a silly little crush ruin that.

You sent a response that could be deemed as friendly or neutral, still cautious. "Thank you Pedro. I'm really glad you watched it."

He replied without hesitancy. "Of course. But, I am sorry that your guy wasn't on that list."

He sounds genuine. Not like he's fishing for information like everyone else on the internet. In turn, you decide to be playful with your response. Risky, but still not too revealing. "It's okay. It turns out that list wasn't as accurate as I once thought it was" you typed with a smirk.

"So maybe he was watching after all," Pedro answered.

"Maybe he was."

Pedro soon changed the subject, "I did enjoy hearing about your favorite things, though. You may know this already, but I love movies. Some of the ones you mentioned are a couple of my favorites as well. But as for your favorite books, I haven't read them, but I've been meaning to find a new book to read."

The fact that he was a reader made your heart flutter; the thought of him sitting with a book, his glasses perched on his nose, brow furrowed as he stroked his thumb over his lip in deep concentration. You were overjoyed at the thought of him reading *your* favorite book and potentially having someone to talk to about it. Before you knew it, you had frantically sent multiple excited messages.

You: "Oh! If you read any of my favorite books we HAVE to talk about them!"

Second message: "AGH the first book I mentioned is my favorite, out of all of them. The ending blew my mind. And the characters were just so amazing! Well except for that one guy.. but I won't spoil that…"

Third message: "But my favorite character has the greatest lines!!! Sometimes I like to quote it but nobody else gets it. And the way the author describes the settings is so magical, it makes you want to be there."

Pedro caught himself smiling at his phone, wrapped up in your excitement, as you were finally able to talk to someone about your favorite book. It was adorable how happy you seemed.

He started to type a reply when you sent another message. "Shoot… I'm sorry. I got a little too carried away…"

"Who told you that?"

Huh?

"Who told me what?" You asked.

"Who made you feel like you had to stop talking when you became excited about your interests?"

His question took you aback, but your mind struggled to pinpoint the answer to it. There's been so many people that have told you that over the years. People you assumed were friends. An old crush who didn't like multiple text messages at once. Classmates who would complain or make fun. It was routine.

"Oh. It's not a big deal. It's just something I've heard over the years. But I also know how I get and I don't want to be too much. I'm sorry. I don't want to monopolize the conversation too much either. But hey, you didn't mention, what are your favorite books?" You tried to change the topic.

Pedro felt that protective feeling bubble up in his chest again.

"Over the years!? There have been multiple occasions?" Pedro shook his head, even though you couldn't see through the text. "I'm sorry anyone ever made you feel that way or said anything to imply that your interests weren't worthy of being heard. Fuck them. They should be thankful that you shared your interests."

They should be grateful to hear your beautiful voice get so excited. To get to see your excitement and smile, Pedro thought to himself angrily. He hoped he could someday witness you getting excited over your interests in person too.

"Thank you Pedro. But really, it's okay. I know I get a little… obsessive and crazy, especially with sending multiple texts, so I don't blame them. Haha. :)" you tried to soften the mood.

"I don't want you to ever feel that way with me. I liked hearing you talk about your interests."

You began to type, but Pedro beat you to the punch.

"In fact… if you'd like to talk more," he gave you his phone number. "Feel free to text me, or you can call me too. I like talking on the phone, but I know not everyone does."

Holy shit. Is this real life? Did Pedro Pascal just give me his phone number? And ask me to call him?

Truthfully, your introverted self really didn't like talking on the phone. But the idea of talking to Pedro, hearing his voice on the other end of your phone was too much to handle.

What you didn't realize, was that Pedro wanted it just as bad.

Your fingers danced over your phone keyboard, trying to find the right words for a reply. What do you say when the love of your life (that you didn't think you would ever have a chance with) gives you his phone number?

Pedro watched anxiously as the three dot-dot-dots of typing appeared and disappeared over and over. His heart was racing, and he began to worry he may have overstepped this time.

Why did you give her your number? She's going to think you like her!!!

But you do like her, you idiot, Pedro berated himself.

He ran his hand down his face, waiting for your response in agonizing suspense. But instead of hearing the pop of a notification, his phone began to ring instead, an unknown number displayed on the home screen.

Wait… is that her? Is she CALLING me?!

He answered frantically, practically dropping his phone in the process.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Pedro? It's me.."

You heard him give a breathless laugh before answering with a gentle "Hi."

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Thank you for reading!! Let me know your thoughts :) More will be coming soon. I know this is a painfully slow burn lol. Thanks for being patient.

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snakewithawitchhat · 2 months

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Sm♡t Alphabet

Featuring Wukong

I saw some people doing this and thought it was fun! So, for the record, THIS IDEA ISN'T MINE. I WISH I COULD GIVE CREDIT, BUT IDK WHO STARTED ITTT :(((

Tw for… well… smutty themes (stay safe! <3)

Aftercare— He's amazing at it. He'll give you kisses, praises and compliments, ask if you're okay and if he was too rough, and even rub your back. Heck, he'll cuddle you for as long as you want. He'll treat you like you're his queen/king/ruler

Body part— Wukong's favorite body part of yours is your thighs and neck. He loves covering them both in bite marks and hickies. Plus, your thighs make such a nice pillow. And he loves the way you sound when he touches them both.

Cum (anything they like to do with it)— He hates using protection. He will if you want him to, of course, but he doesn't like it. He wants to be as feral and close to you as possible. If you're fucked too dumb to protest against it, he's most definitely cumming inside you. After, he'll probably apologize, though.

Dirty Secret— He loves it when you take control and degrade him. He'd hate to admit it, but when you're bouncing on his hips, panting out dirty things and insults into his ear, it makes his body all tingly and hot.

Experience— He's, like, a bazillion years old! Of course he's experienced! Well… more so in self pleasurable sex, but he's learned a lot and knows how to pleasure you, too.

Favorite position— Anything where he presses against you. He doesn't know any names of them, so you'd have to help him with that, but he loves it when his chest is pressed against your back, your ass up as he pounds into you from behind and buries his face into the back of your neck.

Goofy— He does make the occasional pun or two, but otherwise, he's completely serious. Most of the time, his mind is so fuzzed with need that he rarely even speaks.

Hair (carpet match the drapes?)— he's very well groomed. He showers often, thoroughly brushes his fur, and makes sure he's completely clean before and after the deed.

Intimacy (romance)— He's not very romantic. Not at all. He's often too in the moment and hazy with lust to do anything like that. He will try, though.

Jack off— Whenever you're not there, he'll relieve himself. Most of the time, he buries his face into your sweatshirt or an article of your clothing to finish. He can't without your scent.

Kink— He keeps these completely secret, but it's easy to see he has them. He has a thing for degradation, of course. As well as breeding and primal play. He loves the idea of hunting you down and putting a bun in the oven.

Location (favorite place to do it)— Anywhere he can get away with it, he'll do it. Even in public. As long as no one sees you in such a position, he's happy. Most of the time, it's in your or his house, though.

Motivation/turn ons— Just you in general. Your scent, your clothes, your touch. Anything. It happens randomly, most of the time. Although, he loves it when you start up something. If you say something suggestive, he'll be so impatient he can't even wait until you're done with work.

No/turn offs— If anyone gets hurt enough to cry (mentally or physically), he's done. He doesn't want to make you hurt. Unless it's to mark you.

Oral (receiving/giving)— He sucks at giving. Most of the time, he's used to people giving everything to him and begging to. With you, though, he really wants to give you whatever pleasure he can. You'll have to teach him a few things, though.

Pace— Wukong is rough and hard. He'll try to start off slow—He really will—but in the end, he always loses control. You're so soft and perfect and noisy. He can't help it.

Quickie— He hates quickies. He wants to last as long as possible with you! He wants to fuck you for three days straight. Not three minutes!

Risk— He's fine with trying something new. As long as you are, too, of course. You'll have to convince him, though, because he'll hate any position that doesn't include you pressing flush against his body.

Stamina—It's Sun Wukong. He's going to last a VERY long time. He can go for several hours. Probably even days. He'd hate to break you, though.

Toy— Funnily enough, he's jealous as hell about any toys you own. He could do just as much, if not more than those silly things! He likes the vibrator, though. If you use it on him, he'll be a mess in seconds, and if he uses it on you, he loves the noises you make! That's the only toy he can stand. (To my afabs out there—He'll probably let you peg him, though hehehe)

Unfair/teasing— He hates teasing you. He wants to make you cum as much as possible. Over and over. As much as he loves your needy sounds, he loves the screams and breathless gasps that bubble from your throat as he fucks you dumb.

If you tease him, though… oh, he loves that. He can't wait to absolutely demolish you for it later, too.

Volume— He is loud. He'll snarl and grunt and huff and whine. Half of Fruit-Flower Mountain can probably hear him.

Wild Card— He's into thigh-high socks and anything lingerie. Especially if it's something cutesy with bows or animal ears.

X-ray— 10 inches. That's all I'm going to say. Heheh

Yearning (sex drive)— It's high. Very high. It's a shock if he goes without it for a whole day. Now that he has you, he's trying to make up for all those days he didn't.

Zzz (how fast he blacks out)— He doesn't even have to. After one or two rounds, he could still keep going through his day like nothing happened right after. He'll probably sleep beside you, though, because you'll probably be spent.

I should write more smut of this man. I still haven't :,)

IMA DO THIS WITH MACAQUE NEXTTT HEHEHEH

#smut #writing #lmk sun wukong #lmk #sun wukong x reader #x reader #headcannons #lmk headcanon

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starssunsoftheinfinite · 1 year

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so. I have been plagued. By thoughts.

Mainly of Loki. Loki being soft. Like,, male! Reader being so exhausted and unable to do much so. He takes care of them?? If that makes sense?

(Feel free to ignore!)

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Sorry for the long wait! Stuff got pretty busy lol. This was a really fun thing to get me in the writing mood again though! There's another ask in my inbox so I'll get to that after! I just chose this one first since I knew it would be more low key (pun intended) and shorter.

I also wrote this on my phone so apologies if its a little odd looking I'm not sure if it'll translate well on laptops.

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Fluff/comfort

Male reader x loki

Pet names used (sweet boy, pet, love, my darling, dear (for loki))

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Your day had been overwhelmingly hard and incredibly overbearing. So much had happened at work, the job Loki insists you need not do on Midguard but you insist you do your part despite your lovers royal status securing more than enough money for the both of you. It was a retail job and while that may sound simple any mortal such as your self would know otherwise. Heimdall brings you back to Asgard and can already tell your warn out, satchel bairly handing onto your shoulder. "ah, y/n. You look well." he said in a genuine tone but it was clear by the smug look he was giving he meant to tease. You roll your eyes playfully "ha ha" you said, tilting your head to emphasise each exaggerated laugh. "Loki is waiting for you in your chambers." Heimdall says helpfully, smiling softly and giving a nod to urge you down the rainbow bridge. The walk was long and tireing, your thighs and calves hurt already, the hours of standing causing them strain, so a long walk was not ideal. Finally you pressed your palm against the cool gold doors of your shared bedroom and you throw your bag onto the armchair in the corner. "be careful you may break something" Loki teased and you roll your eyes, you've done that a lot today. You sit at your desk, planning to doodle. Nothing serious just mindless scribbles until your mind feels less like bile. You pull out the drawer and take out a pencil then go to sharpen it. Snap. The led breaks. Snap. It breaks again. Snap- "ugh!" you yell. Loki had already been keeping an eye on you, easily able to tell something was testing your patience. His eyes widen and he stands from where he lay on the bed, shutting his book. "Love? Are you quite alright?" he whispers softly, standing beside you but not too close, wanting to give you your space. "Im- mm" you barely begin the second word before your face is scrunching up and you whimper. Today had been so difficult but now you'd been pushed over the edge by something so small. Hands reach out to cup your face, crouching down a little to your sitting level "oh my sweet boy, no, don't cry. It's alright. I'm here my Darling." he cooes and you sink into his touch, whimpering and quivering. "today has been difficult hasn't it pet?" all you could do was nod. There was a comfortable silence between you two as he held you close. "up to your feet sweet boy, come to bed with me." he offers, gently helping you out of your seat and leading you to the soft sheets and comfort of bed. Loki crawls in and opens his arms, motioning you to lay against his chest and you happily do so. He runs his fingers through your hair" everything will be all right my love, everything will be alright. "he soothes and it's like his words are law. Your muscles loosen and your head grows empty, far too focused on the calming sound of his voice the gentle touch of his hands." there you are. No need to worry or fret. I am here. You are safe here. " he hummed. As the world melted away and all you could hear was Lokis voice and the comforting continuous sound of his heart beat, all you could feel was his hands on your skin and in your hair, and all you could smell was the warm scent of his lavender shampoo and black cherry soap, you felt your eyes grow heavier and heavier. "that's it sweet boy, you deserve rest. Take as much as you need. I will be right here when you wake. I promise." he hooked a finger under your jaw and tilted your head up ever so slightly. He craned his neck and pressed a kiss to your forehead, "I love you, my sweet Prince." he whispers and a small smile graces your lips "I love you too Dear.." your sentence trailed off into silence and soft breaths.

#Loki #loki x you #loki x male reader #loki x reader #marvel x male reader #mcu x male reader #loki x y/n #marvel x reader #mcu x reader

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moonsanoverthinker · 7 months

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Some more TMA headcanons because I’ve thought of some more. Also apologies if this list is a little more chaotic than the other one x (Here’s the first list I make incase anyone’s interested)

Also if people have their own that they’d want to add feel free to because I love reading other people’s x

There’s probably going to be some spoilers for but I’ve tried to keep it as broad as possible :) x

Tim used to steal Jon’s pens - Not because he needed them he did it to annoy Jon

Tim once hid a plastic spider in Jon’s desk then pinned it on Martin

Gerry liked to make puns, Gertrude didn’t like Gerry’s puns - Or at least she pretended not too

Peters changed the locks multiple times but Elias just keeps finding his was back in

Georgie has that really nice kind of swoopy writing - I kind of feel Sasha did as well

Distortion Micheal likes the animated Alice in Wonderland film - Can’t think why… (If I had any artistic talent I’d draw him as the Cheshire Cat but I sadly I don’t have any)

Melanie used to make loom band bracelets - She never gave them to anyone but she’d use specific colours with specific people in mind

Elias likes to shout peoples names then not answer them when they shouted back asking what he wanted

Jon owns a few packs of some nice playing cards (Like the ones with cool pictures and stuff) but no one’s allowed to use them - He let Tim use them once but after he slightly bent the corner of one they became off limits to them all

Jon drinks black coffee because it seems like the mature thing to do

Tim drinks the super sweet coffees because they taste nicer and look pretty

Elias has one of them big spinning office chairs - He’s definitely done the James Bond villain spin

Daisy once told Martin she knew a great place to hide his body - She then proceeded to leave notes around the archives to remind him - Jon would also take the notes down

Not necessarily a headcanon but I just imagine series 5 Jared Hopworth in the garden with a necklace of various body parts and bones

Occasionally Basira would just look out to the fourth wall - I’m imagining it like fleabag style

During their travelling Gerry brought Gertrude a mug from a tourist shop - She kept saying she didn’t like it but once she was back in the archives she would use it all the time

Just Jon wearing some sparkly green nail polish

On the topic of Jon’s nails imagine him with those pointy acrylics - He’d either be in his element or he’d have the same vibe as a dog trying to walk in shoes

Both Micheal and Helen just pinging rubber bands at the backs of peoples head (I’ve got no real explanation for why they do it but then again neither have they)

Jon appreciates badgers - He got a little desk calendar with different pictures of them every month

When Martin was staying in the institute Jon gave him a blanket. He took the blanket with him when he started living at home again and started using it

Tim kept every card Sasha ever gave him

Sasha has a little pot of fake flowers on her desk

Jon pretends to he surprised every time Martin gives him a present - Especially if it’s an out of the blue ‘I saw this and thought of you’ present

Sasha and Tim went ice skating together one Christmas - They claimed it was as friends but Tim did give her flowers

Also some random side notes - Slight spoilers for series 4/5

Listened to 170 and immediately started crying at the end / The descriptions in 172 made me feel physically ill as someone who really doesn’t like spiders / Also I saw a thing on TikTok where someone took Gerry asking to be called Gerry and paired it with I Bet On Losing Dogs by Mitski and it was more upsetting than I was expecting xx

#tma headcanons #tma shitpost #the magnus archives #tma headcannon #i love using tumblr to brain dump things because then i don’t have to explain the lore of characters for them to make sense #sasha james #tim stoker #martin blackwood #jonathan sims #jonmartin #gerry keay #tma podcast #tma spoilers #the magnus archives headcannon #the magnus archives spoilers #the magnus archives memes

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questionableratatouille00 · 7 months

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𝓜𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓞𝓷 5

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Y/n knows that Natasha is dead. And once her friendship with Wanda really kicks off, from smiling at each other during therapy to going to each other’s houses for tea, she thinks she’s finally ready to move on. But the question is: how far will she be able to go?

Warnings (Entire Series): This series deals with mature topics, including, but not limited to: death, mental health issues, physical, emotional, and sexual abuse, grief, trauma, general unwellness, illness (both mental and physical), and a most likely inaccurate portrayal of group therapy (though it’s much better than whatever was going on in TFATWS.) Please mind the warnings below.

Warnings: cursing, dead romantic partners, death, Halloween. Let me know to tag anything else.

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𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 You and Wanda had started to take turns going to each other’s places for tea or coffee or even dinner every so often. The first time you’d brought her to your apartment, after two days of cry-cleaning, she’d smiled warmly as she sat with you at your kitchen table.

You’d learned her husband’s name was Jarvis, but everyone called him Vision, because his eyesight was really good and his eyes were different shades of blue.

You’d told her about Natasha, about some of your funny memories together. You told her of deep red hair, icy blue eyes that held nothing but warmth and love and a sharp sense of humor. You told her of sarcastic jokes, of loving roasts and bad puns every so often. Of nerdy movies and DIY furniture.

And you knew you were developing a little bit of a crush on her, but you knew it wasn’t going to go anywhere. She was straight, wasn’t she? She had a whole ass husband, and she’d never mentioned anything about liking women.

Either way, you didn’t say no when she invited you on a mysterious outing one day.

You drove over to her house, which was in a pretty big suburban neighborhood. You were positive that you were the last one to arrive, noticing all the cars parked in the drive way and against the street.

You rang the doorbell, and it was Clint who opened the door for you.

“Hey, c’mon—Wanda’s elbow-deep in old Halloween decorations in the living room.” He explains, leading you through the house. It was a nice house, warm and comforting.

Clint led you into the living room, where Wanda, Sam, and Bucky were all sorting through decorations. On a first glance, you could see who was responsible for what—Bucky was surrounded by Halloween decor, and Sam had all the basic fall decorations, including pillow covers and painted canvases, and Wanda was separating the two things.

“Hey, you’re here!” Wanda grinned as Clint walked off to help Steve hang a banner on the wall of the dining room.

You smile, nodding. “How can I help?”

“C’mere, I need help carrying these bins back down to the basement.” Wanda directed you, having you help her stack the plastic tubs, and then the lids.

“I can carry the bins,” you offer, and before she can reply, you lift them off the ground.

“Thanks.” She picks up the lids, before guiding you through her pretty house and to a door. She opens it, revealing a set of stairs.

“The basement’s a bit rough-looking, and there’s a light with a string you have to pull down there. It’s a bit dark, sorry.” She apologized, beginning to walk down the stairs. They creaked as she stepped on them, and you bit your lip. It was a stereotypical scary basement.

“S’okay.” You replied, though for some reason, you were a bit scared. It felt scary, though you knew that rationally, it was just a basement.

You followed her down the creaking steps, taking slow, cautious steps. As you rounded the corner of the wall that kept the stairs out of view from the rest of the basement, you bit your lip.

“Here, I’ll find the light somewhere..” She mumbled quietly, tucking the bin lids under her left arm as she reached her right hand up at the ceiling, seemingly searching for the light string.

It was completely dark in the basement. It smelled like a basement, which somehow managed to mean it smelled like a dark and creepy enclosed space with no windows that was very much underground. You took slow, small steps, unable to see your feet from the way you were carrying the bins. You didn’t separate your knees when you walked, wanting to keep your chance of falling as close to zero as it could be.

As she searched for the pull chain of the light, you tried to glance around in the darkness. The only light was the mostly concealed light spilling out from the door at the top of the staircase, making the basement ten times creepier.

“Where is it..” She muttered, taking a few steps around in a circle, hand still in the air.

A figure stepped into your vision, and the first thing you noticed was its face. A true monster, with green skin and black details on its face, with horns protruding from its forehead. You couldn’t see anything but its face, but that was enough. It jumped out at you and Wanda, as it croaked out some broken strand of speech.

It let out a horrific shriek, and you screamed, dropping the bins as Wanda let the lids fall out of her hands, and they skittered across the hard and rough floor of the basement. She screeched too, racing behind you as you raced to her, hoping that you’d get taken out first and she could get away.

You both stood there, joints locked tight and frozen in pure terror, screaming. This will be the day that you die. You’re going to die right here, in some basement, being murdered by some monster that you didn’t even know existed.

Your thoughts screamed these words, as you screamed incoherently. At least, until you heard the sound of laughing.

A flesh hand pulled at the chin of the monsters face, pulling it back. It was a mask. It had just been a mask.

Tony cackled as he took the mask off his face entirely, and it took you a second to process everything.

You heard stomping from upstairs, and before you knew it, Steve was racing down the staircase, Bucky in tow, a panicked look on his face.

“What is it?” Steve wheezed as Bucky said something similar.

“Tony, you ass!” You hissed, heat rushing to your face as you realized you’d been screaming over a stereotypical Halloween mask.

“Seriously?” Bucky’s brow was raised as he pat Steve’s back, the blonde leaning on his knees, attempting to catch his breath.

You were about to yell at Tony when you heard something from behind you. Giggles.

Wanda Maximoff was giggling, snorting every so often. She found this funny. You found yourself laughing too, albeit unintentionally.

You realized she was still clinging to your arms, her hands wrapped tightly on your biceps. She seemed to realize this too, quickly letting go.

“Sorry,” she blushed.

“It’s alright.” You smiled shyly, completely missing the knowing look Steve and Bucky were giving each other.

Eventually, you all dragged yourselves back upstairs, continuing to change out the summer-slash-regular decor for the fall-slash-Halloween-and-kinda-Thanksgiving decor.

When everything was up and finished, everyone left. Everyone except you, who was still talking to Wanda. You eventually made it to the doorframe before she stopped you again.

“Hey—er, do you..do you want to go out with me tomorrow? Like a girls day?” She stared up at you, biting her lip anxiously.

“Sure. Where do you wanna go?” You asked after a moment, hoping that your face wasn’t as red as you thought it would be.

“It’s a surprise. Just..meet me here at..12:00 tomorrow, alright?”

You nodded, quite eagerly, and you cringed at yourself as you walked to your car. Biting your lip as you drove home, you wondered what you were meant to wear. Wanda hadn’t really said anything about dress codes, so you assumed you could just wear something not stained, and that would be fine.

Even though it technically wasn’t a date, you couldn’t help but feel excited for tomorrow. But if it had been a date, would you have been able to say yes? You weren’t entirely sure. Yes, you wanted to say. But what about Natasha?

You didn’t have an answer to that.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda x you #Moving on #wanda maximoff fic #wanda fluff

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emojellyace08 · 9 months

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Hii uh I read your NSFW headcaon of Daniel this gonna be curious about UI Daniel and crazy Daniel in bed..I was wondering if u could..Write them railing reader in bed. I hope am not asking too much I do apologize if this request sounds weird!! If u don't want to do it than I respect it your free to ignore this Anyways have a Nice day!!♡

UI/Crazy Daniel Park x Reader (Smut Headcannons)

I haven't wrote smut for a while lmao don't worry Genre: smut/lemon🍋 Slight warning: cursing, mentions of sex, NSFW, penetration, dirty talking spanking/hair pulling, biting (ex. giving hickies reader receiving), choking CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (female reader, though I will put male parts)

We all know Daniel is a shy person when it comes with showing his affection with you. But the moment he gets used on making love he'll sure start to show off his side that you rarely see. I can see him going on his heat mode (no pun intended :) when he's really stressed out or insecure about himself. Sure, he reached his goal to change and to become more strong and confident. But that doesn't mean that his insecurities are just going to fade like some kind of magic trick. He'll get really agitated about it. And the idea of lashing out his stress in a different manner excites him.

It's somehow rare to see Danny consumed with lust and neediness. He's mostly nervous with making the first move and initiating the idea of sex despite doing it a bunch couple of times since he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. But if you're up to his mood, he won't hesitate to ruin you. His usual kisses will be dominant as he slips his tongue inside your mouth. He'll will also leave you lots of hickeys on your neck and chest (which god damn hurt) since he'll be so proud to flex his horny partner on his friends when he's out of his comfort zone.

Crazy Daniel will be super kinky contrasting his usual soft and gentle approach. He'll definitely pull your hair while he pounds his thick and long cock inside you while you cry out for mercy to slow down his pace. But he knows that you liked being dominated and humiliated by no other than him only. As your boyfriend, Daniel will make sure that he'll make you cum so many times that even himself couldn't keep a count on it. "Fu-fuck Danny! Da-darling. Please, please not too fast Oh!" you whimpered as your know how worked up Danny is as he pushes his length inside you making you let out a lewd mewl. "Me? Slow down? Huh, don't be fucking ridiculous right now. I know you like being fucked like this. Look at you now, you're moaning like a little whore, just for me." he responded back as he mocks you, You can see the devilish smirk he's making despite Daniel having an angelic face. He's so entertained by how loud you moan and how you cry out for his name despite protesting to pull out. He knows you secretly enjoy this a lot.

Though the Daniel you're used to is still there because he'll stop the moment you take things seriously and actually started crying. Like, he knows that he's horny and his cock needs to get some coochie. But he also hates hurting you too much. So he'll definitely stop and 100% apologize and make up to you like cuddling or getting a glass of water with pain killers when your legs hurt. Just give him a signal for him if you're enjoying his company and he'll do what you like, though it will be in a form of a dirty talking style. "Tell me what you want. C'mon, you want my dick inside you right? Be a good girl/boy and I won't hesitate to fucking ruin you this time" he will whisper on your ear as you sobbed and cling on his muscular body. Daniel will still be in command and if he notices that you're just denying to hate having sex with him on his crazy mode. Oh girl/boy, he wouldn't let you walk for a month (forget even thinking and having braincells he's definitely going to fuck you up).

Daniel will also choke you while thrusting his hips on a fast pace. If you're doing doggy style he won't hesitate to give your ass a nice little slap. Trust me, he's trying his best right now to be gentle but he couldn't control himself. The way you moaned and begged for more, how beautiful you are and the sounds you make, and him just drowning at the mix of pleasure and power he holds right now just makes him more motivated. And he'll also rub your clit so harshly that he'll make you release so many times (he'll also stroke your dick if you're a dude). This man is so good at multi-tasking. Now you don't even know if it's the hard way that he holds your neck, how many times how he slapped your ass that it would probably leave so many marks on your skin or is it because of how rough he is with you right now that makes you really drowsy.

His go to positions will be definitely where he's going to be the top. If you don't like missionary and G-whiz, your preferences will change the moment he goes hard on you. His thrusts will be fast, powerful, and deep because of his adrenaline rush. And he also likes doggy style since he gets turned on by the sight off you where he can see your ass. And if Daniel asked you to dominate him, do it. He also likes to see you struggle to take him while you ride him. And he also likes being choked and the sight will be super hot because no matter how hard you put pressure on your chokehold, he's still far stronger than you.

He's also very good at eating you out. He likes 69ing and going fast just to hold your orgasm back. He likes overstimulating you a lot and he finds it entertaining when you loose your temper. I also headcannon him liking using belts as whips but not exactly sex toys since he wants to make you feel good with his body.

Now when it comes to his UI mode, it's a different story. This side of Daniel is a monster. So don't expect him to be "lovey dovey" with you. I just personally think that he'll just smash your face the moment he saws you (remember he's unconscious). And it's a bad thing if you can defend yourself from him since anything he sees is considered as an enemy. But I think the moment he learned to control it he will probably recognize you and he'll be a lot more responsible of using UI (once he gets better at combat he can probably just turn it off and on, idk it's just my theory I'm trying to be a bit realistic here).

And he'll be more harsh than his crazy mode. You'll probably won't be able to walk for a year bc of how fucking strong this guy is. So just imagine if he thrusts inside you in a fast and strong manner remember this guy can break concrete walls 💀 (rip little pussy/ass)

UI Daniel will be flexible considering of how many martial arts this guy knows. So he probably knows lots of sex positions. He's also superior when it comes to fingering and eating you out. You can see that monstrous eyes as you're being overstimulated and crying while he laps at your cunt and shoving his 3 long fingers inside you. Curling the correct way just to perfectly hit your G-spot as he sucks your clit so harshly. "Da-Danny PLEASE SO DOWN! I-I'm gonna cum!" (he's also good at giving bj's he probably has unbelievable gag reflex).

He'll also leave you lots of hickeys on your body (like everywhere). His stamina is not like super crazy (based on manhwa so far) so expect a confused naked Danny on the bed as he panics. "Y-Y/N I don't know what came up to me I'm so sorry!"

#lookism x reader #lookism x y/n #lookism x you #daniel park x reader #lookism smut #lookism fic #park hyungseok x reader #park hyungesok x reader smut #lookism x gender neutral reader

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onlymingyus · 1 year

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Felt you on your love for Josh. The Joshus brainrot has been hitting lately. This might be a hot take but, I think Joshua has a bit of exhibitionist in him. He strikes me as the type to enjoy fucking you and, knowing that other people can likely hear the two of you. You try your best to be quiet but, he teases you about and tells you he wants to hear you. Slowing down his thrusts everytime you try to be quiet.

Also, team wine drunk lmao. Had a bottle myself yesterday. Not sure if your hard hours are still open but, I thought it was worth a shot sending my down badness for Josh in

You are preaching to the choir (puns intended when it comes to Shua) when it comes to this man and him being full of kinks. See to me, imo...he plays that "gentleman" role so well and too much that the moment the door is closed that man is a walking list of kinks. I can for sure see exhibitionism being very high up on that list because I can also see corruption being VERY high up there for him.

Also feel free to stop by any time, even if I'm not doing a hard hours. ♥

(afab reader -- mentions cheol and jeonghan)

Joshua smiles against your ear, his soft pretty lips dragging along the shell of it as he holds your leg up to his hip. You were trying to hard to stay quiet, your back against the wall next to the door that you knew wasn't locked, but every single thrust of his cock caused you to lose more of your resolve.

To Joshua, watching you trying so hard to stay quiet while he knew that his friends were just down the hall was almost as good as the feeling of your pussy clenching around him. He had told you to be a good girl for him, to keep quiet so you wouldn't draw in an audience but deep down he knew there was no way you could.

He didn't want you to stay quiet. His plan was to have you screaming his name and begging for his cock before he would let you cum. He wanted Jeonghan and Seungcheol to know exactly what was happening. It wasn't like they were idiots anyway, there was no reason for the two of you to be gone this long already.

"Shh, angel...what if Jeonghan hears you? What would he say? What would Seungcheol do? Hmm? You think they would just sit in the living room and not want to find out why you sound so fucking pretty?"

You apologize on a moan, your teeth catching your lips though you knew exactly what he was doing. You had played this game with him so many times. Joshua's eyes drawn to how hard you are holding your skin, he's afraid you'll cause a bruise or worse draw blood so he leans to kiss your lips making you forget what you were doing in place of moaning into his mouth.

One sharp jerk of his hips makes you yelp out his name followed by a drawn out "please....feels so good." Joshua smirks on your jaw his hand sliding to grip your ass.

"Yeah? How good? Tell me?" You shake your head wanting to stay quiet but he slows down making you feel like you are going to cry you want him so badly. Joshua listens to you beg, his hips meeting yours hard granting him what he had wanted you all but screaming his name.

There was no way Seungcheol and Jeonghan hadn't heard that. "Naughty little angel. You are so loud." Joshua watches you smirk knowing you were just as excited as he was.

Hard Hours are closed.

#mars.answers #that-one-hyunjin-stan #joshua smut #seventeen smut #joshua thots #kpop hard hours #hard hours closed

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cloudsofteeth · 7 months

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Masterlist

Hi my name is Clouds I do digital art sometimes (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

My ask box is always open for suggestions (or for anything really) just don't be weird or an ass to me.

Thank you for being interested in my work (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

Tags I most Frequently Use: Art of Ivory —> #oc ivory General Art —> #my art Sketchbook stuff –> #traditional art

Interests (currently): Obey Me, What in Hell is Bad, JJK, DOL,

I do little comics sometimes for fun (´∀`)

tone indicators! ❤️(lighthearted) 🖤(darker tones)

Obey Me:

Solomon having an oopsie (4 parts) ❤️

Prequel to Lilith’s branding 🖤

Lilith’s Branding (multiple parts consisting of smaller stories) 🖤

Lucifer’s Apology (2 parts)🖤

IOU❤️

Crying about it (2 parts)❤️

Playdate❤️

Dance Break❤️

Beelzebub's Workout❤️

Boyfriend Sweater❤️

Mammon's Sunglasses❤️

Greed in Love❤️

Possession and Property🖤

First❤️

Trim❤️

Her Return 🖤

WHB:

Math Puns❤️

Pulled away❤️

#cloudsofteeth #yippeeee my masterlist now made into a post

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the-moon-and-stars · 9 months

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Hello, sweetheart!! Please please take your time with this! But, I’m getting some shots this week, and I’m,,, hm, panicking. Not because I’m scared of what’s in the shot- no no, I want to get the stuff in the shot, but I’m terrified of the pain. Just looking at videos to try and get used to it, I feel lightheaded and like my throat is closing. THAT BEING S A I D , could I please get Kou Minamoto with a reader similar to that;; Thank you thank youuuuuu and I love youuu <3333 /p

A/N: Savvi! I'm so sorry I was never able to get to this! My motivation towards everything has been utter bullocks, I'm sorry I didn't prioritize this like I should've.. I hope all went well with the shot! Enjoy these head-canons and a mini-shot - (not a pun) as an apology! Warnings: Nothing much unless you don't like the talk of shots

I feel like Kou was definitely afraid of shots himself when he was a kid, every time taken to the doctors he was terrified but would try to mask it for the sake of looking strong for Teru

He'd cry with a big smile on his face and afterwards go up to his older brother and say; "Nii-chan, did you see it? Did I do good??"

Once hearing about your fear, he'd want to know if there's a specific cause, a rational, or irrational fear.. once he realizes it's just the shot itself you're afraid of, he'll give you pep talks everyday as it gets close to your appointment

"Y/n, it's okay to be afraid, but you're brave, the bravest girl I know!"

If you think about backing down and switching up the dates or forgetting about it all together, he just won't let you, he'll even try to bribe you with snacks and food, anything to get you through it

If that doesn't work, be expected to get taken to the place by him

When the day rolls around and you're preparing for the shot, he seems just as panicked as you, of course he'd try to appear calm but he's worried for you, and right now every worse scenario is playing in his head in that waiting room

It's funny because he would try and calm you down and himself at the same time, he'd tell you that it'd be over before you know it and there's truly nothing to be afraid of

Kou would not hesitate in sitting next to you when it's time for your shot, even if he's not allowed he'd beg the nurse to let him in and try to explain why this was so important to him and you

He'd hold your hand and give you a reassuring squeeze, he'd say something like; "You're okay, just look at me" ,, "Take deeeep breaths, you got this"

When it's done, he'd try to take you out, a little celebration, anywhere you want to go, and he'd pay for everything - (Or beg Teru for some money if he's a little short) - If you guys can't go out, he'd take you to his place and cook you a favorite meal of yours, even if you insist you're fine, he won't let go so easy.

He'd try to be all smooth and give a shy kiss on where the band-aid is placed, a kiss for your boo-boo.. but he might chicken out at the last second and mask it by giving you a hug.

He would constantly tell you how strong you were, how amazing you are, and how he's just so proud of you, none-stop praising i'm telling you ╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

Waiting outside the door was pure agony, the nurse told you to wait outside while she set everything up and that's when you felt the pounding of your chest heighten. You were sitting next to Kou, your leg going up and down as nerves shot through your body, it was a terrible feeling you had right now, you didn't even realize your boyfriend was calling your name until he grabbed your hand and interlaced it into his.

"Hey, you're gonna be fine." He said softly, tilting his head to get more into your front view. He smiled and gave your hand a small squeeze, bringing you back down from your anxious thoughts. "I know.. I'm just.." You let out a small sigh, thinking about what's to come in the next minute. "..Terrified."

Kou gave a small frown, glancing to the floor while contemplating the words he should say next. He sat up straight and looked down at your hand in his before turning to look back at you. "I know, but you got this, I promise you." You couldn't help but smile at his words as you leaned against his shoulder. "And I'm gonna be in there with you, you have nothing to worry about when you're with me" He continued on, wanting you to feel better, to feel some sort of safety with him.

The door in front of you two opened and a nurse popped out, holding the door open. "You may come in now."

You inhaled and let out a deep breath, you stood up and Kou stood with you, never letting go of your hand. "You ready?" Kou gave your hand another gentle squeeze. You turned to look back at him, squeezing it back gently as you tried your best to not have your nerves get the best of you. "Ready."

#kou x y/n #kou x reader #kou minamoto #kou #anime x reader #tbhk #jshk #jibaku shounen hanako kun #toilet bound hanako kun #tbhk kou #x reader #tbhk x reader #tbhk headcanons #x reader oneshot #x reader headcanons

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thelampisaflashlight · 2 years

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Today I give you a handful of ghouls befriending an emotionally withdrawn sibling of sin, because why not. Basically just the ghouls going, “That one? That one.” Below the cut.

Aether: For him, it’s a lot like dealing with some combination of Mountain and Dew before he actually got to know them. Imposing in a way, but also not entirely what he expected them to be like one on one.

They’re respectful and nice enough, but nothing bleeds through the “mask” they’ve created for themself, and for someone who wears his heart on his sleeve, it leaves Aether feeling a little confused about how they feel about him.

He isn’t sure if they’re just tolerating him, or if they actually like him, but the way the other person listens and acknowledges things he’s done or said, even months later, makes Aether feel a bit less troubled about the whole thing.

In the end, Aether does get them to open up a little more to him, if only through little check-ins every now in then, because he thrives on their honesty. Overall, they’re not best friends, but they can hold a conversation and that’s enough for Aether right now.

Dewdrop: He gets it. Honestly, he understands why someone would shut people out the way they do, acting neutral so that people don’t see how much is going on behind your eyes... Which is exactly why he can’t help but “nudge” this person a little.

He wouldn’t call it bullying them exactly, but he does tease them a bit every now and then, probably more than he should given how he’s felt in the past dealing with similar goading from others. Maybe part of him wants to see them cry or scream or get angry with him, but they don’t do that.

They frustrate him instead.

It takes a lot of time for Dew to realize this must be how others feel at times dealing with him, and that maybe taking the antagonistic approach rather than coming from an empathetic standpoint was a bad move.

He does apologize for it eventually, multiple long conversations are had, and the two form a pretty solid bond, even if nobody really gets it, since nothing about their outside interactions have changed in the slightest.

It is, what it is.

Multi/Swiss: He takes it a little personally at first, not gonna lie. From day one he’s convinced this person does not like him, and it kind of stings even if he normally wouldn’t care.

Their lack of reaction to his antics makes him feel awkward and a little embarrassed, but then there’s this strong desire to get a reaction out of them, but he doesn’t go the same teasing route as Dew.

No, Swiss is determined to make this person laugh no matter what.

He tries cracking jokes, dancing around, playing tricks... and none of it really gets the other’s attention, until one day he tells the worst pun imaginable to a group of people, not even aware that the other is present, and while everyone else is groaning about it, he hears an unfamiliar laugh.

He tells them another one and they crack up even more, and, unholy father below, Swiss is living for it. It takes a few more jokes and a great deal of effort on both ends to meet each other in the middle, but ultimately they become great friends, even if the foundations of their relationship are forged in terrible puns.

Rain: He doesn’t even really have to try in a weird way, the two just sort of wind up gravitating towards a lot of the same locations in the ministry, hanging out in silence together, tolerating each other’s presence without really acknowledging it aloud.

The first time Rain actually says something to them beyond “hello”, he’s surprised they even know his name, and it’s enough.

It’s enough, until it isn’t anymore.

Eventually, Rain gets curious, he wants to know more about his quiet companion, but it always feels like he’s talking about himself and knows basically nothing about them or what they’re thinking, let alone how they feel.

It’s not until the other confides in him on a day where their usual silence is beyond deafening, that Rain starts to see the cracks in the walls they’ve put up around them.

It’s also when Rain realizes that they trust him.

It’s a bittersweet feeling for certain.

Bonus Copia: As glad as he is to see his ghouls making friends, he does worry that they’re coming on a bit too strong... though he is admittedly also a little concerned that one of his followers seems to be, for lack of a better word, depressed.

Maybe he should try talking to them a little bit, see how he can help them... offer them a rat in these trying times, who knows.

#Lamp rambles #shitghosting #nameless ghouls #ghost band #the band ghost #The ghouls see someone who has no interest in them and go 'yes that'll do'

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sunnyyyteaaa · 1 year

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What is your favorite thing about the Rise of TMNT movie, and why? What hit you the most?

🌺 YAYYY A CHANCE TO INFODUMP THANK YOU!!

All thoughts under the cut cuz i'm going to write a lot lol (also apologies if my ramble makes no sense i am not a very well-spoken person teehee)

but tl;dr the balance of angst/comfort, the subltety in facial expressions and how it adds so much to the story, the animation in the action scenes

OKAY SO-

My favorite thing about the rottmnt movie? Oh man i dont think i can pick one thing. I'll just list the main ones 🤭

The fact that it was able to stray away from the goofy and lighthearted nature of the show but is still able to feel like rottmnt. The rottmnt movie is much darker and angstier than the show, but it still captures the essence of the characters and their personalities very well -- and it also explores their characters in a situation that calls for a more serious tone and it is beautifully done. The suble facial expressions and body language in each character speaks volumes on their personalities.

Speaking of which, i absolutely love the story they were able to tell solely on the facial expressions of the characters -- namely leo. In the movie, leo goes uncharacteristically quiet in some scenes, so it's much easier for the viewer to analyze his face to try and read what hes thinking.

Here, leo is face to face with krang for the first time in the movie, and it is apparent in his face. The look of sheer horror as he's trying to process what exactly he's fighting. The intense strength and overwhelming size of this... monster is absolutely daunting. He doesn't know what to do.

This is just one of many examples of the story leo creates with just his face. Down here we see another, clearer example.

Contemplation. Realization. Determination.

Leo understands the weight of the situation. Casey warned them it will only get worse if they do not get that key. But everyone is compromised. They have retreated. Everyone except him. He understands what he must do next, but is incredibly afraid. Going up there alone is a definite death wish. But someone has to pay for his mess, might as well be him. He readies himself to release the escape pod.

Like OHH MY GODDD. This part has to be one of my favorite scenes from the movie. It gave me goosebumps the first time i watched it. It clearly expresses his emotions to the viewer without him having to say anything. Just 10/10, beautifully done scene.

I could honestly write a 10 page essay on just the facial expressions in the movie, but moving on before this gets too long. The action scenes. They were so beautifully animated.

Especially this one right here!!! The camera moves at a pace to where its not disorienting/dizzy. And the colors of the turtles' ninpo makes it easier to understand what's going on. This entire scene was incredibly well choreographed. The showcasing of each of the brothers' fighting style (donnie's and leo's are more apparent in the deleted storyboard version but still) was soooo cool. And they're ultimate combo move was absolutely amazing as well (even though they got their asses beat right after 💀).

And this might be a basic answer but what hit me the most was the leo crying scene. Seeing the comical, pun-loving, unserious character break down thinking those were his last moments alive absolutely destroyed me. I honestly love the "comedic relief dies a hero" trope so this whole movie catered to my tastes very well lol. Anyway, rant over. I'd be surprised if you read this far but thanks for letting me infodump i've been waiting for someone to ask me about this movie since i watched it 👍

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dystopicjumpsuit · 10 months

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WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tag @deejadabbles! I've got a Neyo x the Bad-miral snippet today, and for once, it's SFW, though she does allude to their previous sexual encounter. This story is coming very soon to the @tcwmatchmakingau account, so for my readers who enjoyed "Everybody Hates Neyo," keep your eyes peeled!

Note: I converted the Admiral!Reader into an OC because she's 🎵The Worst,🎵 and I didn't want to project that onto my readers. Her name is Reeda Wai'yen as a nod to her origins, because I never met a pun I didn't love 😏

“I’m on a date,” she snapped.

He looked pointedly at the empty chair across from her. “Looks like your date has a strong sense of self-preservation. Probably took one look at you and ran for their life.”

“He’s just a little late,” she said, tilting her jaw at a haughty angle to hide the flash of hurt at his words.

“That must kill you,” he said with a mirthless chuckle. “I remember the time you made a Jedi padawan cry for being three minutes behind schedule.”

“There were barely tears. Do. Not. Sit,” she gritted out as he made himself comfortable in the chair across from her. He picked up one of the remaining bread rolls and took a large bite, and she sighed. “Why are you here, anyway?”

“It just so happens, I am also on a date,” he said, mumbling around the bite of bread.

“Oh?” she wrinkled her nose at his table manners. “And who’s the unlucky lady?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. Some civvie named Reeda.”

Her hand tightened dangerously around her butter knife. Neyo’s eyes dropped to the blade, and he smirked.

“Disappointed?” he asked.

“You could say that,” she said, jaw clenched. “I’m Reeda.”

He choked on his bite of bread and wheezed a bit, pounding his chest to clear his airway. Alas, he survived.

“What?” he sputtered.

“You didn’t even bother to find out my first name after you were inside me?” she demanded. Her sharp tone attracted attention from the surrounding diners, and she heard a few quiet titters from the tables around her, but she was too irate to care.

“You didn’t even bother to find out who’d be eating dinner with you?” he retorted.

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The service droid approached the table and asked, “May I take your order?”

“He’s not staying,” Reeda cut in.

“I’ll have the bantha filet,” Neyo replied, ignoring her. “Bloody.”

He turned to her and arched his brows. The droid waited expectantly.

“I’ve suddenly lost my appetite,” she lied.

Neyo’s mouth twisted, and he huffed a breath through his nose. “The admiral will have the roast porg. And a bottle of Alderaanian red.”

The droid nodded and ambled away. Reeda glared at Neyo.

“I don’t eat meat, you presumptuous ass,” she said.

“Liar,” he said. “Unfortunately, the souls of the innocent weren’t on the menu, so I had to settle for your second-favorite meal.”

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