#🔪who we were before event

[bloody-trio]

A blurry news paper cutout, the fragment shows the image of a young lady in what seems to be an extravagant party dress sporting a tiara give her best smile to the camara, in the muddy background, a figure seems to make itself into the darkness of the ink.

SHOCKING! ARGENTINIAN PAGEANT QUEEN, LISA MONTAG FOUND DEAD AFTER MISSING FOR 2 MONTHS

Lisa Montag Ren, double time queen of the Miss Argentina beauty pageant who's been missing since the 6th of February, where the last event she atended a page took place, has been found dismembered in the side of a highway on Palermo, Buenos Aires.

The police still hasn't been able to find a culprit, closest suspect being her manager Mario Parker who's also been missing since she was last seen.

[goodvibesandmemes]

GENERAL MEMES: Vampire/Immortal Themed 🩸🦇🌹

↳ Please feel free to tweak them.

Themes: violence, death, blood, murder, depression/negative thoughts

SYMBOLS: ↳ Use “↪”to reverse the characters where applicable!

🦇 - To catch my muse transforming into a bat 🌞 - To warn my muse about/see my muse in the sunlight. 🩸 - To witness my muse drinking blood from a bag. 🐇 - To witness To catch my muse drinking blood from an animal. 🧔🏽 - To witness To catch my muse drinking blood from a human. 🦌 - For our muses hunt together for the first time. 🏃🏿‍♀️ - To see my muse using super speed. 🏋🏼‍♂️ - To see my muse using their super strength. 🧛🏻‍♂️ - To confront my muse about being a vampire. 🌕 - For my muse to lament missing the sun. ⏰ - For my muse to tell yours about a story from their long, immortal life. 🤛🏽 - To offer my muse your wrist to drink from. 👩🏿 - For my muse to reminisce about a long lost love. 👩🏽‍🤝‍👩🏽 - For your muse to look exactly like my muse's lost love. 👄 - For my muse to bite yours. 👀 - For my muse to glamour/compel yours. 🧄 - To try and sneakily feed my muse garlic to test if they're a vampire. 🔗 - To try and apprehend my muse with silver chains. 🔪 - To try and attack my muse with a wooden stake. 👤 - To notice that my muse doesn't have a reflection. 🌹 - For my muse to turn yours into a vampire. 🌚 - For my muse and yours to spend time together during the night. 🧛🏼‍♀️ - For my muse to tell yours about their maker/sire.

SENTENCES:

"I've been alive for a long time [ name ], I can handle myself." "I'm over a thousand years old, you can't stop me!" "Lots of windows in this place, not exactly the greatest place for a vampire." "Do you really drink human blood? Don't you feel guilty?" "Vampires are predators, [ name ] hunting is just part of our nature, you can't change that." "You just killed that person! You're a monster!" "Tomorrow at dawn, you'll meet the sun [ name ]." "Can you make me like you?" "Do you really want to live forever?" "You say you want to live forever, [ name ], but forever is a long time, longer than you can imagine." "What was it like to live through [ historic event / time period ]?" "Did people really dress like that when you were young?" "What were you like when you were human?" "We’re vampires, [ name ], we have no soul to save, and I don’t care." "How many people have you killed? You can tell me, I can handle it." "Did you meet [ historic figure ]?" "Everyone dies in the end, what does it matter if I... speed it along." "Every time we feed that person is someone's mother, brother, sister, husband. You better start getting used to that if you want to survive this life." "[ she is / he is / they are ] the strongest vampire anyone has heard of, no one knows how to stop them, and if you try you're going to get yourselves killed." "Vampire hunters are everywhere in this city, you need to watch your back." "Humans will never understand the bond a vampire has with [ his / her / their ] maker, it's a bond like no other." "Here, have this ring, it will protect you from the sunlight." "I get you're an immortal creature of the night and all that, but do you have to be such a downer about it?" "In my [ centuries / decades / millennia ] of living, do you really think no one has tried to kill me before?" "Vampires aren't weakened by garlic, that's a myth." "I used to be a lot worse than I was now, [ name ], I've had time to mellow, to become used to what I am. I'm ashamed of the monster I was." "The worst part of living forever is watching everyone you love die, while you stay frozen, still, constant." "I've lived so long I don't feel anything any more." "Are there more people like you? How many?" "Life has never been fair, [ name ], why would start being fair now you're immortal?" "You want to be young forever? Knock yourself out, I just hope you understand what you're giving up." "You never told me who turned you into a vampire. Who were they? Why did they do it?" "I could spend an eternity with you and never get bored." "Do you really sleep in coffins?" "There are worse things for a vampire than death, of that I can assure you [ name ]." "You need to feed, it's been days. You can drink from me, I can tell you're hungry." "The process of becoming a vampire is risky, [ name ], you could die, and I don't know if I could forgive myself for killing you." "I'm a vampire, I can hold a grudge for a long time, so believe me when I say I will never forgive this. Never." "You were human once! How can you have no empathy?" "You don't have to kill to be a vampire, but what would be the fun in that." "You can spend your first years of immortality doing whatever you want to whoever you want, but when you come back to your senses, it'll hit you harder than anything you've felt before." "One day, [ name ], everything you've done is going to catch up to you, and you're never going to forgive yourself." "Stop kidding yourself, [ name ], you're a vampire, a killer, a predator. You might as well embrace it now because you can't keep this up forever." "You can't [ compel / glamour ] me, I have something to protect me." "When you've lived as long as me, there's not much more in life you can do." "You want me to turn you? You don't know what you're asking me to do." "You really have to stop hissing like that, it's getting on my nerves." "I'm going to drive this stake through your heart, [ name ], and I'm going to enjoy it."

[hana-no-seiiki]

YANDERE MIGUEL O’HARA x KAFKA! READER BRAINROT (ft lil surprise)

tw/cw: reader has no specific gender, yandere themes, there are no laws it’s the multiverse, slight angst.

Call this a proof of concept / project proposal more than anything else cause it’s all around way too messy to be called a fic. By that I mean send in an ask for this I beg of you I need an excuse to go hard on this concept.

Anyways, imagine you as Miguel’s spouse in his original universe. Meek, yet elegant little [Y/N]. A trophy spouse at most. With the little time you spent with your husband, you two bonded over science.

Unfortunately like many of Miguel’s [Y/N]s here on Tumblr, you die before he truly got to cherish you. Thus pushing him over the edge.

Many years later he finds you in a different world. A lot different from his own. Very far into the future. Where humanity’s reach had already spread across different planets and whatnot.

You see, you seemed to be a rare occurrence in the Multiverse, and many of those worlds you were destined to die. It was a canon event he could not interfere with.

But in this one you were thriving, happy and hopelessly in love…

With… someone else who isn’t him.

Surprise bitches it’s [insert fave honkai star rail character here].

Okay now send in that ask to get further writings about this🔪

I was thinking about this ever since HSR came out actually but I couldn’t really think of who to pair spiderkafka! reader with lol so here we go.

[istarveforplatonicptnstuff]

Caught lying in the resume as Cabernet's staff...

Cabernet looked about just ready to EAT 🍴 you... But HOLD UP 🤚 We need to rewind how did you exactly get here.. 🤐🤐🤐 So, flashback before babes decided that your life was basically forfeit...

Pooks decided to look for a helper to help an up and coming event where rich 💳💳💳 people will attend, so her employees posted an ad for applications... You, came across it and decided "Hey, why not apply to this side hustle? 🤪🤪🤪 " Thinking you were slick about deciding to lie your way into getting the job but noooo 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️ You weren't. 😒 She already knew what was up but, decided to hire you anyways because you were exactly what she was looking for. Young, naïve, and stupid... Smh, you really thought... Gworl, she RICH RICH, why would you try this?

Anywayssss fast forward to the event, you were clueless roaming around the damn hall, overwhelmed by the flock of rich people crowding the place. Bestie you stuck out like a sore thumb 👍 the entire time... Trying to think of a way to help out since everyone knew what they were doing, except YOU 😩 Unbeknownst to you, Cabernet was watching the interaction the whole time, you awkwardly nodding to a random old rich couple who demanded to see the chef, their anger rising as you scramble to get a chef or someone... 🙃 Perfect... You were the perfect candidate for making this event a success...

Meanwhile, you standing like a fool 🧍‍♀️ tryna find someone, the manager??? 👩‍💼 so ya'll can figure out how to y'know.. Deal with rich karens ig... Babes is already stalking her meal 😋, while you're still busy with how tf are you gonna get out of here 🏃‍♀️ yes, you decided to spanish vanish like Duolingo held your marketable plushies as hostage 🦉🟢

Then, you just so happened to be at the crime scene because you were LOST 🗿 in this huge ass place that the event was held in, making you open a random door, that you thought is the exit 🚪 But nah, pookie witnessed a crime scene like a live horror move scene straight out of the screen, like??? Are you seeing this shit rn? 🤓🤓🤓 Then, you ran away from the room and frantically LEAVE the place altogether. Too bad she was faster than you, with those louie gucci prada stilettos' my girl was SERVING 👩‍🍳 while hunting you down... 💅💅💅

When she finally caught up to you... She was ready to EAT you up... But you ATE when you recited the escucha😆las🔪palabras 🧍🏻‍♀️de 😡las 😍brujas 🙈los 😢secretos 😒escondidos 😱en 😜la 😾noche 👹los 😈antiguos🙈 dioses 😩invocamos 😃ahora 👺la 💅🏽obra 👄de😋la 🤣magia ✨oculta 😓 and cutely disappeared... Without a TRACE ✍✍✍ Girlie was stunned, but decided to hire you again after her cravings was satisfied 🤭 You got yourself another job to do, congrats!!! 🎉🎉🎉 Sis gave you some MONEYYYY 👻👻👻 that you decided to come back because you were PAID, unlike your previous boss Bai Yi who didn't pay you AT all... AN: If you haven't read the committing tax fraud with Bai Yi then... (Stink, this scenario can be alt route or the canon route depending on how you think of it as...) So, be posting some random ass fics while trying to come up with second parts of my previous workssss 🥰🥰🥰 *Gets in the getaway car, as Che drives me back to sue the company for you getting underpaid for the SERVE! you did during your time in Bai Yi's company...* Possible hint for the next installment (?) /hj

[multi-fan-dom-madness]

Midnight Masquerade - Tech

Chapter Summary: The bottle lands on Tech, who, despite not being dressed as a classic 'monster,' still shows you a monstrously good time. (badum-tss)

Chapter Warnings: 18+ minors go away; mad scientist!Tech x gn!reader; kinks: forced orgasms + erotic electrostimulation; discussion of consent and safewords, kind of dark!Tech but only a little, restraints, ball gag, aphrodisiac, vibrator use, overstimulation, pain-as-pleasure, unprotected penetrative sex (wrap it irl) (can be read as PiV or PiA), they actually use lube for once, aftercare, they kiss but only once; if I missed any please let me know!

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: Happy Friday the 13th! 🔪 I refuse to apologize for this one. much appreciation to @sev-on-kamino for beta'ing this chapter <3

Read the intro here! | Suggested listening | Tech's costume inspo!

...Tech. 

A round of wolf-whistles rises from the rest of the group (quite literally, in Hunter’s case). Across the table, Tech’s white, blood-splattered lab coat glows in a flash of ultraviolet lights; his swirling goggles gleam. You stare for a moment, transfixed by the way the blood illuminates in a deep, glowing blue, so dark it’s nearly black. The sight should give you pause, but instead, warmth pools low in your belly. Whatever scientist Tech is embodying, there is no doubt in your mind of how utterly dangerous—and yet how utterly capable—he is.

You stand. Tech rises from his seat as well, adjusts the collar of the coat, and runs one hand through his curls to smooth them. Despite the action, one stubborn curl falls onto his forehead. 

“I hope you do not mind, ner cyar’ika,” Tech says as he approaches, “that I will be cataloging all physiological reactions and changes during this process.” 

“I expected nothing less from you, Tech,” you say with a smile. 

He simply nods. Waving at the rest of the table, you allow Tech to lead you through the crowd. The press of bodies doesn’t bother you; but nonetheless, you keep close to Tech. He uses his height to his advantage, standing several inches taller than the regs, as he guides you towards the back of the building. Though you catch glimpses of other troopers you recognize, you can’t help the way your gaze always draws back to Tech. His presence is magnetic. The way his shoulders stretch the lab coat makes your mouth water. 

His voice jolts you out of your silent admiration. “I had the good fortune of exploring the back area of this building when we arrived,” he says, ushering you past the threshold. “It seems that many of these rooms were purpose-built for an event such as this. Our hosts must understand the rather base instinct to, ah, how did you put it? ‘Know how a monster fucks’.”

Hearing such vulgar language spill from Tech’s lips sends a delightful shiver up your spine. “I assume you picked a room already?” 

“Of course,” he says. The grin he fixes you with is so unlike his usual stoic countenance that it throws you off. Lopsided, nearly a snarl, his gaze piercing and laser-focused behind those odd goggles, he seems to undress you with his eyes. Then the moment passes, and his expression smooths into his usual close-lipped smile. 

“I presume,” he says, leading you down a labyrinth of hallways, “you have a safe word.”

“I do,” you say. “Meiloorun.” 

“Excellent,” he says. “Mine is ‘occlusive’.”

You nod, committing the word to memory. 

“Ah.” He pushes a door open with one large hand. “Here we are.” 

Whatever you were expecting, it wasn’t far off from the sight before you. Inside, a cobblestone room is dominated by a massive metallic tilt table, currently vertical, with slack leather straps. Racks of various implements, some of it almost...medical in appearance, rest on wheeled carts near the table. Flickering sconces provide unstable illumination. The faintest scent of chemicals tickles your nose. That warmth in your belly from before, sparked by the alluring mixture of dangerous and capable, kindles into a low flame. Your chest rises and falls faster, anticipation making your fingers tingle. 

The door shuts. You flinch at the resounding boom of a thick wooden beam sliding home. 

“Now, ner cyar’ika,” Tech murmurs. He pauses by your side, eyes searching your expression as you continue to survey the room. “Normally I would offer to explain what is going to happen, but I think in this case, a single-blind experiment is in order.”

Snapping your head to look at him, you meet his calm, calculating gaze with widening eyes. There’s something there that again gives you the distinct impression that you should be scared—he is a mad scientist after all, and who knows what that magic potion can do? Those medical tools...the table with straps...clearly you’re meant to be an experiment. 

But of what nature?

“Tech—”

“Doctor.” 

You blink, heat blazing through you. “Of course. Doctor. May I at least ask the inspiration for your...costume?” You gesture vaguely at his attire.

“Granted,” he says, an amused lilt to his voice. “You see, I often have the ability to engage in experiments. In part, it is what I was made for. However, these experiments are always done in service of the greater good. The Republic, my brothers, Kamino. 

“I do not begrudge these experiments. But,” he pauses, and his gaze lingers on your lips—your neck—your waist, “I want something for myself.” 

Goosebumps prickle delightfully along your skin. Tech’s eyes miss nothing, and his brows twitch in amusement at your reaction. 

“What is that exactly?” you ask. You can’t help how breathy your voice comes out. Arousal, hot and thick, rests under your skin. 

“You, ner cyar’ika.” He says it like it’s the simplest, most obvious thing in the world. It would be sweet, except for the harsh, possessive undertone that washes over your skin and sets your nerves screaming. “I may not be a monster in the classic sense, but the urge to claim you for myself may certainly drive me to act...monstrously.” 

Your core clenches around nothing. If he’s a monster, so are you, you decide. Nodding once, you quickly shuck your clothing, ignoring Tech’s quietly hungry stare, and allow yourself to stand completely bare before him. The cool air of the chamber makes your nipples pebble, stiffening to taut peaks. Catching your bottom lip between your teeth, you raise one eyebrow as if to say, Well? 

Tech’s gaze darkens behind those swirled goggles, his hands reaching for you. He stops himself, though. 

“Do you trust me?” he asks. 

“I do,” you say. 

He bares his teeth in a feral smile, nearly a grimace. “You really oughtn’t.”

Without giving you time to react, he snatches one of your wrists and twists your arm behind your back—not enough to hurt, but enough to startle you. A squeak of surprise escapes you. You can’t do much else but march forward, the pressure in your shoulder growing as he pushes your arm against your back.

Tech parades you to the tilt table and roughly spins you around. Your back arches as the cool metal kisses your skin; shivers wrack your body, nipples becoming almost painfully hard with the added stimulus. Tech’s hands, rough and calloused, manipulate your body into position, ignoring your physical discomfort. Arms held overhead, wrists secured by supple leather straps about shoulder-width apart, your body stretches over the table. He nudges your feet apart, the toe of his boot tapping your instep, before he crouches to tighten similar straps around your ankles. 

Standing straight once more, his gaze sweeps your restrained, prone form hungrily. This time, he allows himself to reach out and caress you. One large hand cups your face. You nuzzle into his touch—but he draws his hand away just as quickly, down your body to tweak one nipple then the other, drawing a gasp from you. And farther down still, fingertips skimming your heated and sensitive skin, dancing around the one place you ache to feel him. 

“Doctor,” you murmur. You try to press your chest forward in presentation, lure him into doing what you want. 

He chuckles and withdraws completely. With a petulant whine, you watch, neck straining with the angle, as he retreats to one of the wheeled trays. Though you can’t see, you can only imagine the kinds of tools and toys he’s poring over. Your breath hitches when he faces you once more, several items held in his hands. What draws your attention are the ball gag and vibrator, but he also carries a length of silk ribbon and—is that a potion? 

Tech sets the ribbon and vibrator down. When he straightens, he uncorks the small, glowing red bottle. A puff of sweet scent, like strawberries, wafts to you.

“Drink this,” he orders, holding the bottle to your lips. At your wide-eyed, worried look, he sighs. “It is an aphrodisiac. It will ensure that you stay hydrated and that your body does not tire as quickly as it normally would.”

He had said you shouldn’t trust him, so why do you still do? Perhaps, despite the magic potion lowering his inhibitions, he’s still Tech, still the intelligent, caring man you’ve been casual acquaintances with for some months now. Tech wouldn’t hurt you. 

You open your mouth and allow him to pour the liquid in. Sweetness explodes on your tongue, definitely berry-flavored, and it settles into your belly with a peculiar sensation, like popping candy. 

While your mouth is still open, he pushes the ball gag in. The red rubber ball wedges your jaw open; saliva already begins to pool around the intrusion where it rests on your tongue. 

“Very good,” Tech states once the gag is secure. He bends to retrieve the other objects. “Now, here is how this is going to work. You are going to cum as much as I deem fit for my experiment. I need reliable data, and you are my guinea pig.” 

Eyes widening, you whimper around the gag. 

He ties the silk ribbon around one of your thighs, creating a loop for the vibrator. Once his handiwork is complete, he nods. The head of the vibrator rests against your aching core; no matter how much you squirm and twist, or angle your hips, the toy won’t move. Breathing shallowly through your nose, you follow Tech with your gaze as he moves away again. 

Your one solace is that, when he turns, you catch sight of the sizable bulge tenting his pants. Maybe you can break his resolve, convince him, somehow, to have mercy on you. 

Kriff, he hasn’t even started yet. Spit drooling down your chin, you steel your nerves. 

“Ready?” he asks. 

You try to answer in the affirmative, but the gag in your mouth prevents the words from forming, half-moaned grunts falling from you instead.  

“That is satisfactory.”

He pushes a button on the small device in his hand. The vibrator whirs to life. Your body jerks, pleasure arcing through you. Moaning, you roll your hips. Though the vibrations aren’t strong enough to make you cum, not yet, it feels divine to have some kind of stimulation on your heated center. 

Tech strides to a nearby lever and pulls it back one notch, the heavy metal gear clanking, his biceps bulging with the effort. The table you’re strapped to begins to incline until your body now rests at an angle, the change in position altering the pressure on your wrists and ankles. Flexing your fingers, you peer at Tech through half-lidded eyes. 

He merely hums and, with a click of a button, ups the intensity. You groan as the vibrations climb, ripples of pleasure cascading through you. Undulating your hips, you chase the growing seed of orgasm sparking to life in your belly. Pleasure laps against your senses like the incoming tide, each wave larger than the last, each one threatening to drown you—but it’s not until Tech pushes another button that the surf breaks over your head. 

You cum, body pulling taut as you cry out. There is nothing for you to do except let it ride out; and once the pleasure resides, aftershocks jolting your body, you whine, trying to arch your body away from the vibrations. 

But you can’t. Stalking around the table, Tech’s eyes devour the way that your body twitches in overstimulation. You become aware of the sweat already pooling in the bend of your clavicles, the sticky release coating your lower half. On your own, you’d be satisfied, arousal ready to abate.

Tech, on the other hand, is not sated. Another press of the button, and the vibrations intensify another notch. You yelp. Tugging at your restraints, you try to remember how to breathe as the string in your belly begins to pull tight again. Your entire body feels like it’s on fire and submersed in ice at the same time, nerves singing. 

At another increase in intensity, you shout, cumming again. Every muscle in your body locks up, brow scrunched as you bite down on the gag in your mouth. 

Zap! 

You flinch. Eyes shooting open, you stare at Tech and the new device in his hand. Confusion and the painful shock, already diminishing, distract you from the never-ending overstimulation between your legs.

“It is a specially designed electrostimulation tool,” Tech explains. He holds the small, handheld cylindrical device up to your face. Smooth and nondescript, the end of it contains two metallic prongs that remind you vaguely of a taser. What in the Sith blazing hells is he doing!?

In your ears, your heart thuds, drowning out everything else as the vibrations change in pattern this time. Shifting from the steady, monotonous drone, Tech selects a rhythm of several short bursts followed by one long drag of vibrations. Each pulse makes your body lurch. You’re already so spent, and yet, you feel another orgasm building in your belly. Toes curling, nails digging into your palms, you loose a hoarse cry when the pleasure crests once again. It pulsates through your entire being, throbbing in time with your heart.

Zap!

Whining, you try to twist your body away from the painful sting—but it was slightly less unpleasant this time than before. Panting, spit coating your entire front, you study Tech with guarded eyes as he brushes his knuckles over your flushed and warm cheek. 

“Doing so well,” he murmurs. “Giving me such excellent data to work with. Now, cum for me again, ner cyar’ika. You can do it.” 

A wail rips from your throat as the pattern changes again—several staccato pulses in quick succession, with no end in sight—and the intensity grows. It’s becoming nearly painful, but there’s a part of you, deep down, that preens under the praise, under the idea that Tech believes you’re a good subject for his experiment. 

It takes a few moments longer, but you eventually cum for a third time. This time, you anticipate the electric shock, and this time, you find it feels...not pleasurable, necessarily, but good. Moaning brokenly, your head thunks back against the table’s surface. Your entire body is overheated, flushed with equal parts arousal and embarrassment, sticky with sweat, spit, and slick. You’re a mess. 

In contrast, the only sign that this is affecting Tech at all are two high spots of color on his cheeks and a wet patch where the tip of his dick strains against his pants. He flashes you that dangerous smirk, one that you know now means that he’s not done with you. Far from it. 

“Again.” 

You lose track of how many times you cum. You’re sobbing, tears mixing with spit and sweat, body wracked with unending quivers as Tech plays with the settings of the vibrator. Equal parts pleasure and pain clash within you, each one feeding into the other. You’re uncertain how you’re still aware, mind so blissed out that the only thought you can conjure is how empty you feel. Despite reaching your peak so, so many times, there remains an ache in your core. 

Zap!

You nearly cum just from the electric shock alone. Body sagging forward, you keen, voice cracking as pleasure threatens to blind you once again. 

“Fascinating.” Tech switches off the vibrator suddenly. “Absolutely fascinating.” 

You draw in shuddering breaths through your nose. Vaguely, you’re aware of Tech bustling around you, but you don’t care to focus until you feel him loosening the restraints holding your limbs down: first your ankles, then your wrists. He catches your limp body as you fall weakly forward. Arms supporting you easily, he carries you to a bed that you hadn’t noticed earlier, laying you on its plush surface. 

Next, he removes the gag. He holds your mouth open once the toy is gone, then slowly helps you close it, massaging the joints of your jaw to help work out the soreness. 

Tears continue to leak from your eyes. You don’t have the strength to raise your head, barely have the strength to reach with trembling fingers for him, but you whimper low in your throat to catch his attention. 

“I am here, ner cyar’ika,” he assures. His voice still retains a hard edge to it. “What do you require?” 

“Y-You,” you gasp out. Your voice is raw and hoarse. “You.” 

He seems to understand. He shifts the both of you on the bed so that your legs fall open, bracketing where he kneels before you. At last you catch a glimpse of his hard length as he frees it from his pants. Angry red and dripping with pre-cum, his cock jumps as you moan. Tech squirts a line of lube onto his dick and then some onto his hand. He works most of it across your so-far neglected entrance. 

“P-Please,” you rasp. 

Wordlessly, he pushes the blunt head of his cock into your tight entrance. He pants, chin falling onto his chest to watch where your body swallows his length. That one stray curl bounces with the movement, and you yearn to brush it away from his forehead. As it is, you feel like you can barely move. All you can do is lie there and take it, take what you so desperately need. 

He stills when he bottoms out, his hips pressed flush to your ass. Fingers digging into your hips, hard enough to leave bruises, his chest heaves with arousal. A low, broken wail rakes from your throat as the tip of him nestles against the bundle of nerves deep inside you, the perfect length, the perfect stretch. 

“Te-e-e-e-ch!” you cry. 

Nails biting into your skin, his grip tightens. “That is not my title, cyar’ika.” 

“D-Doctor,” you sob. “Please, doctor, fuck me!” 

“Gladly.” 

The pace he sets is punishing. His cock drives against that shattered piece of bliss in your core with each thrust, setting your entire body on fire once again. But this time it’s different. The thread in your belly winds tighter and tighter, but the rope is thicker this time—stronger, a heavier recoil. Dimly you’re aware of the way that Tech’s jaw clenches, the veins in his neck standing out as he strains, the heavy and wet clap of his balls against your ass. But your mind zeroes in on the stretch of your hole around his thick length—and without warning, you cum. 

You black out for a moment, ears ringing. Then: screaming. You’re aware of someone screaming. You think it’s you wailing, unable to control yourself. Your entire body is rigid, legs convulsing around Tech’s waist as he groans, high and heady. 

“That’s it, let everyone know the monster making you feel this good,” he grits out. Though his hips falter for a moment, he doesn’t let up his pace, fucking you through your orgasm. It doesn’t take long before he groans, tossing his head back as his dick pulses, his hot, sticky seed spilling into your spent body. 

Shaking, you whimper as his softening length slips from you. You lay there, gasping for breath, staring up at the stone ceiling while Tech rummages through supplies nearby. Your entire body is sore, aching, battered; yet you’ve never felt more gratified in your entire life. 

“Darling,” Tech’s voice whispers nearby. 

You don’t have the will to turn your head, but in your periphery you’re aware of him sitting on the bed next to you, wiping away the various fluids that coat your body. Lips twitching in a small smile, you simply gaze at him through hooded eyes. He’s doffed the lab coat, leaving him in his blacks, and swapped his goggles for his normal yellow lenses. Contentment sprawls through you at the sight of him, so familiar. 

“You performed exceptionally well,” he says with his usual, barely-there smile. “Thank you. As soon as you are able, I would like to talk through everything you experienced, if that is alright.” 

Blinking once, you try to nod. 

Tech shushes you, smoothing a hand over your forehead. “I’ll get you some water. Regrettably, these rooms do not come equipped with a refresher of any kind; I shall put in a formal request with our hosts so they can make appropriate changes for the next party.”

Quiet amusement, warm and affectionate, curls through your chest. Of course Tech would be concerned about this place not having the proper amenities. 

With supreme effort, you get your vocal chords to work. “Tech?” 

He hums. “Yes?” 

“Kiss me?” 

A small chuckle escapes him, but he obliges, leaning over to press his lips to yours in a chaste, sweet first kiss. You sigh happily. Body slipping into sleep, you can’t fight the warm pull of dreams any longer, but you vow to kiss him again as soon as you’re able, his lips soft and smooth against yours.

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corey commentary: the official making of h40 🎃🔪

honestly i feel like this book really helped me refocus my thoughts on corey and brought me back to basics for the first time in a while.

i've split this post into a few specific topics based on my own thoughts and the book details that i found most interesting. a lot of this i've talked about before but i'm bringing it back with evidence babyyy.

WARNING for suicide and suicidal ideation, murder, manipulation, mental health issues and crises, and passing mentions of child abuse.

costume

corey's costume was developed in reverse (pg. 176), starting with his final look, the leather jacketed bad boy, and working backwards to the opening scene look, the good boy on his way to the sock hop.

i love that this was the process, i think that's so interesting from both a design and character perspective. taking him from what he became to what he was? it feels sort of like they were centring nostalgia in a way, starting with who corey became and then looking back to who he was (and who he will never be again). it kind of makes his downfall even more heart-breaking to me.

rohan mention's wearing coreys clothes in his real life and how no one even looked at him (pg. 184). in the commentary he also mentioned wearing corey's glasses a lot to get into the character mindset.

very interesting that we have tried and tested proof that corey can literally fade into the background and go unnoticed. it must be a combination of trying to be visually more plain but also a very quiet demeanour. but then you have the angle of corey being forced to reduce himself to as small and quiet and invisible impossible. i like the way corey both wants to be invisible (to avoid confrontation) but also desperately wants to be seen and heard and believed and understood by someone.

frame of mind/suicidal ideation

rohan mentions that there's an element of corey having not been able to kill himself before, because it was too hard to do, but looking into michael's eyes he realises he can just "call it quits" and let michael do it. then, after he is spared by michael, it gives him "permission" (pg. 198)

i think it makes a lot of sense though that michael letting him go is what tips corey over the edge, maybe reinforcing his own buried guilt (if michael let him go, he must be evil, right?) and making it feel a lot easier to make horrific choices (murder) while also making his emergency exit plan (suicide) feel easier too, if he wanted to.

corey being "tainted" by the shape because he's so close to being that anyway (pg. 172).

i don't personally believe in evil as an actual supernatural force in these movies, but corey is definitlel portrayed as more susceptible to michael's influence, even if michael does actuall demand anything of him.

i think @/slutforstabbings was the one who mentioned this to me. but when corey meets michael he is mentally and physically more susceptible to reacting irrationally in a very real-world sense. he has a history of abuse, experienced a major trauma (the accident), been under intense stress (the party), and had a recent head injury (the fall from the bridge and smacking his head in the sewer). these factors all contribute to a mental health crisis and drastic change in personality.

i feel like this confirms that corey was likely headed for (possibly another) breakdown in the future, but the events of the party/meeting michael just triggers it sooner.

emotional control

rohan mentions corey purposely doesn't feel anything since the accident (pg. 188).

this might have been my favourite detail that gets mentioned. i've always thought that corey's way of surviving post-accident was to just shutdown completely and switch off all his emotions. it's interesting to know that rohan was playing him that way.

and also a lot of the time when corey does feel strong emotions, they are turned in on himself to try and keep them private, like his anger at terry results in him hurting himself (accidently) with the milk bottle, or him regularly climbing over the bannister at the allen house but not being able to let go while during the day he thinks about some outward expression of rage through the blowtorch at the garage.

the mirror scene symbolises the first time corey feels in control (pg. 198).

i've written about this a lot before, but i very much agree that the mirror scene is a moment of processing both "what the fuck just happened?" but also "this is what control feels like". corey's whole breakdown, starting from killing nelson, is about regaining control over his own life, even if it means un-restraining himself and doing horrific things.

killings

ryan turek (exec.) and paul logan (writer) specifically state how ends is essentially a revenge movie, with corey's kills start as revenge killings, but if he survived the kills would get more random (pg. 167).

i feel like this highlights the way that corey's connection with the shape is cut short, unlike michael who had it for decades. the shape (or the idea of it) lets corey get his revenge, but after that he could keep going, he'd pick up momentum and he wouldn't be slowing down.

this seems like this is pointing towards killing being corey's method of control rather than some more direct desire to kill.

he becomes "addicted" to violence and he knows it (pg. 191).

"addicted" is a super interesting word choice and i feel like it fits perfectly. corey starts with revenge, he has his reasons, but as time goes on he could find a reason for anyone if he wanted to.

if corey survived ends and got away, he'd be living his own life for the first time ever. i think there are a lot of things he'd over indulge in, and killing being an addiction plays heavily into that -- there would be nothing to tell him to stop.

high priest!corey

rohan specifically describes corey leading doug to the sewer as him bring michael a "sacrifice" (pg. 206).

vindication !! @/slutforstabbings once said to me, while we were talking about the ritualistic nature of corey and michael's relationship and killings, that corey replaces nelson as michael's high priest, as the person who brings the sacrifices and channels michael to the outside world.

manipulation

rohan says that corey "plays" at being the shaking little boy again when he jump scares laurie while waiting outside for allyson (pg. 204).

i love this, because i fully believe corey thrives on manipulation. i think corey is fundamentally a good person anyway, but in dealing with joan he knows how to make himself inoffensive and agreeable, and i think he knows that that "character" is a safe bet to keep people happy.

and the novelisation confirms that this almost works !! laurie thinks he's just awkward and still upset from the night before. the thing that makes laurie doubt how genuine he is, is that she can see how he changes -- she can see the way he switches from one demeanour to another. proof right that he can play at being who he needs to be in the moment.

but then, by the time laurie shoots him, corey really is just a scared little boy who is in way over his head and unequipped for the situation he finds himself in (pg. 226).

corey is unprepared and unpractised -- he doesn't have the experience that michael has in bouncing back. he isn't michael. he's fucked up big time, his plan has fallen through, and he's backed himself into a corner. all the terrible things he's done, everything he's been through, the taste of control -- it's all for nothing is laurie can get the upper hand on him like this.

he's scared and out of his depth but he's dangerous, but corey ends the film the same way he starts it, in a situation he has no control over and with only himself to blame. only this time he's having the last word, he's going to do what he could before and he's going to take laurie down with him.

relationships

rohan said ronald is "the loveliest thing" in corey's life, and that the gesture of giving the motorbike is "beautiful [but] manly and detached" (pg. 182), which is a way more sympathetic view than i have.

this is a wayyy more sympathetic view of their relationship than i have. i do like this angle though, the idea that corey and ronald did have some sort of relationship but that neither of them can express it very well, that they're taking the stereotypically masculine route of small gestures and not a lot of words. which seems at odds with what corey really needed from the only male role model in his life, but it's kinda sweet that corey must like ronald enough for him to be a good part of his life, rather than just neutral.

maybe the takes about ronald being a good stepdad aren't wrong 👀

corey falls for allyson most deeply when he sees how she is on the edge just as much as he is (pg. 215).

this made me wonder if allyson and corey could have ever been together without the events of the movies? if they still met by chance, would they get along? would the attraction still be there?

their relationship is based on parasocial affection and shared similar traumas, there's a certain emotional intensity there that translates to them making rash decisions and commitments that i don't think they would otherwise.

joan's last words (in an even more extended death scene) are begging "michael" not to hurt corey (pg. 222).

joanne baron has talked about joan's motivations and perspective in some interviews, so this scenes lines up very well with what she's said previously. joan has never treated corey like a person, he's an object for her to control, but her two moments of concern for him (when he comes home the morning after the party and her death scene) come from a seemingly natural and genuine place.

also, the biggest factor that made me loose my mind over this: she doesn't know it's corey killing her. she begs this masked murderer not to kill her son, not know that it is her son beneath the mask 💀

she's begging someone not to hurt corey after years of being the one who has hurt corey. it's too late to turn back, it was always going to end like this, but can you imagine what went through corey's mind in that moment? that his momma wanted him to be safe but never made him feel safe when she had the chance.

me whenever there is a direct quote from rohan in this book:

[count-alucard-tepes]

Head canons for my One Piece hotties: Their reactions to walking into their surprise birthday party

Kizaru✨

He would walk through the door, ever so oblivious that there was a party being planned for him. When the surprise is revealed, he looks confused before realizing it was his birthday, “…right, I knew there was something about today that was a little important “, he’d say sheepishly before going to enjoy the party.

Akainu🌋

He would nagging about being out so late after work as he opened the door and walked in on his surprise birthday party. He’d be stunned at first and then close door immediately, just trying to compose himself before Kizaru would nudge him back into the room, “…you’re responsible for this, aren’t you?”, he asked through gritted teeth and blushing cheeks. He’d enjoy the party eventually though.

Ryokugyu 🌱

“There better be hot girls at this party…”, he’d say to who ever managed to drag him there and when he realizes the party is for him, he’s all smiles. He even forgot it was his birthday but his friends didn’t disappoint and of course, there were a lot of woman there to keep him company which he really was pleased about.

Fujitora 🐅

He would walk in and when he hears people wishing him happy birthday, he’s all smiles and couldn’t believe this was all for him. He thanked everyone and hoped they’d enjoy it before he went to enjoy his soba and of course some cake. It really make him happy that people wanted to celebrate his birthday with him.

Sir Crocodile 🐊

“Daz, there better be some good whiskey at this place…”, he’d say as he smoked his cigar and exhaled the smoke as he enter the room to people shouting happy birthday and Daz slipping a birthday hat on his head, “Who the fuck are all these people?”, he’d ask grumpily as he stabbed the hat with his hook, “…never mind, just get me so whiskey”. After a few drinks, he’d enjoy his party and even indulge in some birthday cake.

Doflamingo Donquixote ��

He knew where ever his crew was taking him was going to be a lit party to begin with so when he walked into his surprise birthday party, he was grinning from ear to ear! He loved being spoiled and treated like the king that he is! So he mingled, ate and drank until the sunrise.

Benn Beckman 🔫

He didn’t like events at the best of times so when he was dragged to the party by Shanks, he just went because well…he can’t say no to his captain. When he realized what was happening, his face was all red and he had an embarrassed smile on his face. How did they manage to do all this without him even knowing? And no one messed up…color him surprised. He was happy to spend this special day with his friends and celebrate another year of life.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

He always celebrated his birthday with his brothers since we was part of the triplets but this time his brothers decided to give him a surprise birthday party since he was so special to all his siblings. Katakuri didn’t like attending parties but he did it when his cute brothers and sisters asked him to. As soon as he touched the door to open it, he knew what was happening. It made him smile so wide but of course he wanted to still act surprised so he entered slowly and saw what was happening in reality. He grabbed all the siblings he could in his mochi arms and hugged them all even as they whined that he was crushing them but he couldn’t help it, it was such a happy moment for him.

Killer🔪

He wasn’t a fan of celebrating his birthday and the crew knew this all too well so they decided that a surprise birthday party was needed. Kidd lured him in for the surprise and before he knew it, all he could see was the people he cared about in party hats and cracking streamers open for him as they wished him happy birthday. He teared up under his mask and Kidd knowingly had to rub his back. They would all party until everyone was passed out on the floor.

Kaido🐉

The whole beast crew was preparing for a surprise birthday party and made sure to give Kaido weak alcohol so that he could at least be awake when it was time for the surprise which was King’s idea. When they managed to get him to the party, he looked completely unfazed before blushing a little, “…definitely know how to make an old man blush…anyway bring the booze, the food and the women!”, he’d order. He knows how to party that’s for sure.

King👑

He was annoyed that he had to be dragged with Queen to an event, he couldn’t have any worse company than his colleague. Of course the whole idea of a surprise party was Queen’s idea after he discovered when King’s birthday was. King would walk in to the party with wide eyes as he notices everyone there and they’re wishing him a happy birthday. Then…Queen decides to serenade King by singing happy birthday to him. He tried to control himself from burning everyone in there since Kaido was already there enjoying himself. He’d suck it up and try to enjoy his birthday party…under that mask he was blushing and happy that Queen did this for him but he’d never admit it.

Queen 👑

He’d been counting the days to his birthday and making sure everyone knew but everyone pretended that they forgot when the day came around and this made Queen upset, how could they forgot the guy with the most main character energy’s birthday?! He would be annoyed until he walked to where a meeting was supposed to be taking place when he realized it was a party for him. He couldn’t be happier! He even had a drinking contest with King which resulted in them both being away from work the next day due to their hangovers.

Izou🔫🔫

He wasn’t someone who enjoyed celebrating his birthday but he always made a big deal for those in his care. However, Whitebeard made sure to celebrate everyone’s birthday because they’re his children of course. Marco did all the planning and lured Izou into thinking all the conmanders’ were having a meeting but when he walked in he realized that the gathering was for his surprise birthday. He wanted to shoot Marco for lying to him but was carried off to blow off the candles and make a wish. He never thought he would be celebrating his birthday with his family and enjoying another year of life.

[tjodity]

🔪 A headcanon relating to fighting/violence c!Puffy

I think c!Puffy starts out decently good at fighting due to her "being a fast learner" (having already learned but losing the memory of it. She prefers using swords, having more technical proficiency that most other smp members (how to hold the hilt, how to position your body, etc.) She also incorporates her horns into attacks, often knocking someones weapon to the side before ramming them. She gets a shield after a few weeks, though she's a little slower to learn how to use it. She doesn't use many potions, but when the Eggpire becomes a considerable threat she carries around one potion of harming and one of regeneration, so in the event that she is cut she can kill off any infection by applying harming directly over the wound before using regeneration to heal the skin. She also begins fighting with a bandanna to stop herself from inhaling spores!

In serious situations, she's usually more focused on getting out of the conflict rather than "beating" her opponent, whether this means incapacitating them long enough to escape or putting enough distance between them that they're no longer a threat.

All of this went out the window at the Red Banquet. While regretting what happened later, Puffy absolutely wanted Antfrost dead in the moment. She knocked him several feet away with her horns before using the weight of the axe to take his head off.

I also think Egg!Puffy (who we only saw for like a minute in canon but there should've been more.) would fight quite a bit differently. Unlike most of the other members of the Eggpire, who were under the Egg's influence which distorted their perceptions and beliefs, Puffy was being directly inhabited by the Egg's consciousnesses. The result is mostly the Egg's will with some of Puffy's underlying traits. During this time, Her horns curve together into a branching sort of crown above Her head, and She can effectively skewer people on them. It would also be impossible to sneak up on Her in the Egg's domain as every overlapping vine can feel when someone steps on it. She can also basically just use them to stab people, meaning She would probably stop using weapons altogether.

[bloody-trio]

WHO WE WERE BEFORE —

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Dear Detective, welcome to the limited time event "Who we were before", wich makes the new characters "VICTIM #4 — The pageant Queen" and "VICTIM #6 — The Guitarist" available for asks! Give this newcomers a warm welcome!

dd/mm/yyyy

7/4/2024—30/5/2024

[vividblaze]

@choconanime YOUR TAGS... I feel so validated lol

Team B songs... completely forgot how insane some of their beatmaps are. I got lucky when the bonus songs were Kyokuya and Idaten for the days I focused on Team B. To the players who managed to survive the other songs, otsu~

Overall, I’m salty because it felt like having two events at once (the main Starless team and whatever other team of the player’s choosing for the search points). As a f2p player, I personally felt stressed out going for the 5mil and 100k (for each team) rewards and barely made it before the ending date.

However, I do understand it’s a new style that Donuts is testing so it wasn’t bound to be perfect. They earn *some* respect in nerfing the total point requirements for the team stories, but by then I got the impression that most of the player base already lost morale lol. If they ever intend to bring it back in the future (they better not 💖🔪), I hope they get some player feedback because the system needs improvement or I’ll be more annoying next time.

For a season finale... it felt meh. tbh I sped through the first main storyline chapters mostly because it was already kind of boring and have only read Team K’s side so far.

Master-san... can you at least take your kid and properly raise (and feed) him. When he straight up tells Gui that he can’t take him along because of Gui’s uncertain response when asked if he learned anything about the “heart” at Starless... I felt SO BAD for Gui. C’mon dude the kid is TRYING but everyone here sucks!! ffs Kongou is his only functional parental figure at Starless.

I’m tired of seeing MC get knocked out, go on some bad memory trip, and we still learn nothing new in the end. But at least Kei gets all distressed over the MC and I love witnessing that man in turmoil and angst. 🙃

Iwami: If you care about Starless, don’t trust Kei too much. What that guy considers as important is different from you. (FUTURE SHOWDOWN LET’S GO my Kei penlights are ready.)

[sami-guinea-arts]

Filled it out by myself ;) TW for self harm and suicide

💡 - How did you come to create this oc and what were you inspired by? My first SM OC was Lucy. I was inspired to make an OC after finally watching Tender Treats and Bob became my fav. However, I didn't want to instantly make an OC shipped with him. Instead, I made her to be his enemy, which is why I made her with poison abilities. She was mainly inspired by Medusa. I specifically got ideas from other media, such as ATLA, MLP, etc. Wendy was then Bob's love interest. However I didn't want to make her one of these "Ohhh I kill and eat people too lol" OCs, which is why I made her into a wendigo. Babs actually was first inspired by the one family guy episode where we meet Quagmires abused sister Brenda, then also Fluttershy. Also the trope of a close one in bliss. I wanted her to be opposite from Bob, as I see a lot of his relatives, especially kids, also being crazy killers.

♥️ - Do they have a partner? And if so, are they a canon character or another oc? So far, all my OCs are shipped with canon characters, but I am open to OC x OC ships too! Wendy X Bob, Lucy X Carmen, Natalie X Patty, Louhi X John, Babs X Lila, Vincent X Michelle, Lyca X Streber, Azura X Rick (I don't care about doubles, the more shippers, the better lol)

✨ - Are they part of the cult? What is their role there then? Nope, none! I see a ton of OCs in the cult and I think we need some balance with OCs working against the cult. Plus, I am not that interested in it.

🎞️ - If your oc existed in the series, in which episodes would they appear and what would change? I am not sure about it, as with their jobs and lore, they'd really interfere with canon events. Such as Vincent following/comforting Michelle and not letting Moloch kill her. Lyca would pick up Bob's scent from Streber and beat the shit out of him once she catches up. Minor events: Azura would probably also be in front of the car with Rick during Hollow Sorrows, while Natalie would also be shown in the hospital.

🌈 - What is the sexuality and gender identity of your oc? So far I only have cis males and females. Wendy/Lyca - Pansexual, Lucy - Lesbian, Vincent/Azura - Hetero, Natalie - Asexual/Biromantic, Louhi/Babs - Bisexual

⌛ - How old is your oc (in age terms)? All are adults. The coven leader and Vincent are 800+. Lyca is chronologically 68, while physically and mentally she is 33. The rest are young adults, till Natalie and Wendy. For the witches their ages are mostly random and based on their personality and lore. But you never know as they can be far older than they look.

🏡 - Do they have any family or are they related to a canonical character? Babs is Bob's younger sister. Vincent later sees Dexter as his own son.

💼 - Where and what does your oc work? Babs - Librarian, Wendy - Hair stylist, Vincent - Restaurant critic, Louhi - Waitress, Lucy - Florist, Natalie - Nurse, Lyca - Cop, Azura - Bodyguard

⚰️ - Do they die at some point or have they had a near-death experience? Wendy technically died many many times, she's semi immortal and heals by eating human meat. Lucy and Lyca have big scars from...incidents. Babs unalives herself after finding out Bob died.

📼 - What would be their favorite movie or what movie do you associate with them? Wendy loves horror movies. Lucy likes feminism and romance (wlw) themed ones. Azura prefers neutral nature documentaries.

🎧 - What would be their favorite song or what song do you relate to them? So far none, I am bad with themesongs.

🔪 - Have they ever killed someone? Wendy killed her father during her first wendigo transformation and also family (also without intention) who found her in the woods and took her in. Lyca killed people during her job. Vincent has killed several cult members before to show them they can't force him to join. Babs shot her ex, as he was about to kill Bob.

👹 - Are they humans or something different? Vincent - Vampire, Lyca - Werewolf, Wendy - Witch/Wendigo, Lucy, Louhi, Natalie and Azura are witches.

🐾 - Do they have pets or would they like to have one? None has one!

💔 - Is there any canon character that your oc hates? Lucy HATES Bob's guts and wants him gone, she also doesn't get along with Dexter and John. She also hates Jaune because she hates Carmen. Vincent's mortal enemy is Moloch after he killed Michelle, same for Lyca with Bob after he injured Streber.

🚫 - Anything your oc CAN'T do? Babs can't cook for shit, it is either a chemical weapon or a charcoal. Probably more things with the others, but can't think of anything specific atm.

👍 - What is the best feature of your oc? Lucy is a master toxicologist and the strongest witch in the coven after the leader magic wise. Wendy and Lyca are crazy strong and agile. Vincent is rich af and also gathered a lot of knowledge. Babs is kind and selfless.

👎 - What is the worst feature of your oc? Lucy is a bitch if she dislikes someone and lets them know it. Wendy and Lyca are prone to violence when upset, same with Natalie. Azura's resting bitch face and monotone voice makes people think she's bored 24/7. Babs' kindess makes her get taken advantage of a lot.

🥀 - What is the worst moment in your oc's life so far? Babs finding out her brother died and is a cannibal killer cultist. For Wendy...basically the night of the sacrifice (she ate her cult as a wendigo). Azura losing her leg and Natalie going blind. Vincent first seeing Michelle suffer and then losing her.

🎪 - Any hobbies your oc has? Lucy - Gardening, Wendy and Lyca - Working out, hiking, etc., Louhi - Sewing, Babs - Drawing/Painting

🗻 - What is your oc's favorite place? Babs likes peace and quiet, so the library she works at. Wendy loves the woods.

I didn't see anyone do this so...

🎃Spooky month oc ask game💀

💡 - How did you come to create this oc and what were you inspired by?

♥️ - Do they have a partner? And if so, are they a canon character or another oc

✨ - Are they part of the cult? What is their role there then?

🎞️ - If your oc existed in the series, in which episodes would they appear and what would change?

🌈 - What is the sexuality and gender identity of your oc?

⌛ - How old is your oc (in age terms)?

🏡 - Do they have any family or are they related to a canonical character?

💼 - Where and what does your oc work?

���️ - Do they die at some point or have they had a near-death experience?

📼 - What would be their favorite movie or what movie do you associate with them?

🎧 - What would be their favorite song or what song do you relate to them?

🔪 - Have they ever killed someone?

👹 - Are they humans or something different?

🐾 - Do they have pets or would they like to have one?

💔 - Is there any canon character that your oc hates?

🚫 - Anything your oc CAN'T do?

👍 - What is the best feature of your oc?

👎 - What is the worst feature of your oc?

🥀 - What is the worst moment in your oc's life so far?

🎪 - Any hobbies your oc has?

🗻 - What is your oc's favorite place?

Feel free to tag anyone you want and have fun!

[callmeshei]

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Ah the consequences of my actions, :P. Never had someone actually send in an ask meme ask before lol. 🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now 1. D&D campaign I'm dming is going pretty well, turns out black puddings kind of soft counter my party though. 2. Gotten back into exercising agai which is nice. 3. Finally found the timeline of events for a fic a that details how the canon storylines intertwine and result in the world that I'll be writing a fic based in. 🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project? Probably poisonous flower names for what is currently my only finished fic, due to it being a one-shot, Closing Hour. AO3's the same as my tumblr, but you already know that lol.

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username? Shei is the name of the first d&d character I actually got to play, they were a changeling bard/rogue who was jokingly referred to as the party punching bag due to how I managed to get knocked out every fight despite me being a support character. Shei eventually became my discord tag, due to everyone using their character name as their nickname in the server we were using for the campaign. It evolved into CallMeShei so that way people knew how I wanted to be referred to, or at least it was supposed to. A few people have just referred to me as Call before I corrected them.

[mango-bango-bby]

You probably already got request for this one, but in case you haven’t: Spiked Punch 🔪 with DabiHawks, maybe reader rejected them so they spiked their drink at a Halloween party? A lil nsfw if that’s ok? Could be kissing or an actual smut scene, totally up to you 💕

♡ Spiked Punch ♡

(A/N: I didn’t end up making this NSFW so I hope that this is alright!!! I did add in some kissing though 💓💓 I honestly love Halloween so much, I’m very excited!!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, MAFIA AU, forced kissing, drugging, kidnapping, hinting NSFW (NON-CON), suggestive

Summary: Dabi and Keigo take you by spiking the punch you drink at a Halloween party (Yan!Dabi x Gn!reader x Yan!Hawks)

Halloween Event ➸ ♡

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You weren’t really the biggest fan of parties. You loved Halloween but parties always made you nervous, there were just to many people. Your mind would race about how many things could go wrong. What if you end up just staying the corner? What if something happened to you and no one noticed because of how many people there were? What if you lost your friends? You would just rather be at home.

You stand in the corner of the room, looking around at everyone in their costumes. You sigh, taking another sip of your punch. One thing you will admit about this party, the punch was really good. You had lost your friend who forced you to come here, so now you just stayed by the wall trying not to become to stressed from how many people there were or how loud the music was.

You glance to the side, quickly turning back to looking at the floor at the sight of two men staring at you. They didn’t seem to be dressed up at all, only wearing suits. You take another sip of your punch. You can still feel them staring at you. You don’t glance over again, acting as if you didn’t notice them.

You glance down into your almost empty cup as you begin to feel a little woozy. Maybe there was alcohol in this and you just didn’t know? Your suspicions of there perhaps being alcohol in the punch doesn’t last long though, you’re not drunk. You’re drugged. You feel your legs become weak as you try to step forward to ask someone for help. But you fall.

You fall only to be caught by the two men who you were looking at you earlier. They don’t speak as they begin to drag you away. “No-” You weakly protest, although no one is able to hear you over the loud music. It seems no one can see what’s happening either as there are to many people.

“Calm down, sweetheart” Dabi mumbles, leaning close to your ear so you can hear him. You whimper and continue to try and to escape their grips. It’s not long before both men have you outside of the house, placing you into the back of a black sports car. Dabi pulls you into the back with him, Keigo going to the front seat to start driving. You are terrified but also completely confused as to what the hell us happening.

“Stop, stop-” you mumble, feebly trying to push Dabi away from you. Of course you aren’t able to get him off of you from how weak you are. “Don’t cry, we’re not gonna’ hurt you” Dabi says calmly, not bothering to gag you or anything to stop your cries. “We’re gonna take care of you” Keigo finishes, Dabi noticing how he takes the wrong turn.

“I though we decided not tonight” Dabi says, watching as Keigo pulls into an empty parking lot. Keigo stops the car before getting out, coming around to the other door on the other side of you. You, still crying, shiver at the cold air that hits your skin when Keigo opens the door. “I know but how could you resist when they look that cute” Keigo says.

“No-” you whisper, not being able to fight back when he pulls you into a kiss, not even realizing how he brings his hands up to your chest, gently squeezing. “Don’t wanna fuck em’ tonight though, it’s too soon” Keigo mumbles pulling away from your lips. Dabi catches on, bringing his hands around you, kissing your bare neck. They know the drug will knock you out soon so no harm in some touching.

“Just wanna feel them?” Dabi asks, Keigo nodding in response. “Yeah, we’ve waiting so long” Keigo says before continuing. “One more kiss then we can bring this birdy home” He says, giving another sweet kiss against your lips. He can taste the tears that roll down your face and onto your lips.

“Let’s go home now, hm?”

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[sk3tch404]

can i suggest yandere jack (from identity v) hc?

Ooooo the Ripper I see 🎩🔪

Yandere Jack general HCs

Content warnings: Yandere, kidnapping, reader gets marked via Ripper blades, neglect, manipulation, threats, death games, and violent thoughts

(IM SORRY I WAS GONNA TRY TO FIND THE KNIFE EMOJI FIRST BUT THE FUCKING BRITISH TOP HAT IS SENDING ME HOLY SHIT LMAFOOOO)

To be fair and realistic, Jack would've probably bled you out or injured you pretty bad in matches before he was even obsessed,

So watch out for some hardcore vi-o-len-ce lol

Jack is based off of the real serial killer, Jack The Ripper (If that wasn't obvious lol) He's killed several female prostitutes throughout his spree.

If you're afab or present feminine, he's gonna be all over you one way or another.

Obviously, unlike the women he has targeted, you're not completely vurnerable and open to just about anything. He thinks he's infatuated with you because you perserveer through more than just matches. Also, the chases you give him are actually quite fulfilling.

Jack doesn't really think about women too much and only really thinks about himself. Of course on the outside, he's a 'gentleman' with a side of sarcastic asshole. But now that you're in the picture, he's a bit perplexed, and ultimately amused.

What makes you so different from any other woman here? What's a random newbie got him all worked up for?

It's honestly refreshing to get some sort of new thrill around here. Usually it's drab and sluggish when there isn't any event happening.

If you're amab or present masc, he'll be more interested in your skills and mindset more rather than your appearance.

Decoding type darling with be chased more than the actual kiters.

Kiting type darling gets tunneled and sometimes bled out

Dw most of the time, he takes pity on you and gives you dungeon after everyone else has either escaped, bled out, or sent back

Other times, he takes advantage of your wounded state and just spends time with you until the baron gets annoyed with how long yall are taking

Resucing type darling gets terrorshocked and terribly gets camped so there isn't any time or chance left of saving before they're sent off back to the manor.

Stun him and he's def tunneling no matter what type you are lol

Regarding to looks, maybe you actually just had a prettier face/more attractive body?

He can admit, there are a hell lot of attractive male survivors, but he never sought to fall for one.

The sight of you bleeding out on the Asylum floor, leading him with crimson hastily spread on the tiles.

Spouting nasty words at him, knowing you had used up all of whatever ability and strategy you may have had.

How dare you tease him. You're such a naughty thing.

You honestly did this yourself.

Okay here's how y'all met lmao

You connected with another hunter during a friendly match and were invited for tea/hangout date a few days later.

That's where they introduced you to a couple of the other hunters.

That's about one of the only times where he wasn't out for your blood lol

Jack made his way to the hunter who invited you and acted as if he was in a friendly mood.

He then jokingly made fun of you, saying, "My my, this new survivor is quite brave. To come onto the hunter's side of the manor; Now that is dedication."

The hunter that invited you slapped him up a lil bit lmao (They know he was genuinely being the asshole he always is 🤧)

From then on, in matches he always teased you

"Don't run Y/n! I really thought we had a connection!"

"You're honestly breaking my heart dear."

*Pallets him* "Argh... Now now Y/n, I don't think you want to do that again."

*Downs you* "You're far too naive to think you'd be able to escape dear." *traces a singular blade under the shape your jaw, letting only a bit of blood drip down your neck*

*Chairs you* "Sorry, not sorry love." *chuckles and maliciously grins under his mask*

*You save another surv* "Prehaps I should catch you instead Y/n!"

*Terrorshocks you* "Too bad you don't have eyes in the back of your feeble little head Y/n. Too weak for your own good."

*You are the last surv* "Dungeon won't do you any good Y/n, but I'll let you at least try."

*You somehow escape through gate* *Silent turned on anger*

As you can see, he LOVES the chase you give him.

He can never shit tf up, and he always makes sure you respond.

If you complain or confront him about it, he'll apologize and slightly brush it off as just jokes.

"Aw, I do apologize Y/n. You understand I am just joking."

Jack doesn't hide the fact he's into you, but he doesn't flaunt it.

On his own time when his Ripper side isn't effecting him as much, he likes to paint you.

Sometimes he'll paint you in a meadow of flowers in white attire. He sees this false sense of purity in you outside of matches.

Other times, he'll envision you in a desolate place. A location different from the manor, but not so far off of the misery that entails this place.

He knows you're not just an innocent kind person. You have a bad side like rest of them

You're human after all.

When you step through those manor doors, you are declared a participant. Not a saint.

Jack doesn't see you as one type of person. He sees you as this complex, mixed soul that has unfortunately seen too much for their own good.

He wants to salvage whatever purity you have left, and crush it to his hearts content

But what fun would be left if you were only this one dimensional miserable thing?

He likes a good chase you know.

Can't just walk up and slice you to ribbons right then and there, and call it a good kill.

That'd be a waste of time and effort.

So he plans to break you apart, and build you back up bit by bit.

Sadist ✔

I feel like he'd be on the board of kidnapping you, but I think it'd really depend on the circumstances.

If you made good friends with the previously mentioned hunter, then they're gonna have some problems.

It was probably Michiko or Mary. They're more lenient with survivors at times. The rest either often keep to themselves, don't like to socialize, or are more interested in other matters.

I know official art isn't canon, but I like to think he treats other people with respect and is gentlemanly when they aren't in a match setting.

It's really cute to see him hanging with the other hunters and messing with the survs okay?

Mary is nice, but she has a thing against survivors. It's not that she depises them; Some of them are simply better than others, and to be fair, they are technically rivals on opposing sides. So perhaps it's a natural thing.

Of course, she'll show concern if you complain to her.

"Oh- agh, is that what has you all worked up Y/n? Jack may be joking, but he really takes it too far sometimes. Since you are a survivor, I cannot promise you guaranteed safety, but do not fret. For I may be able to assist if I can."

Michiko doesn't enjoy being a hunter. She is very apologetic and tries not to brutally kill survs during matches.

Most survivors are on okay terms with her. Not many hold grudges against her for the harm she gives their way.

Michiko isn't a woman of many words, but she can speak her mind through only a few sentences.

She will be very worried if you complain to her.

The Ripper seems to be harassing you more often? That can't be good.

Jack got too close for comfort during your last match? She feels incredibly sorry for you. Did you need someone to stay close with for the afternoon? She can do that for you.

"I'm sorry Y/n. I cannot aid you during matches, but if you ever need any assist while I'm near, please do not be nervous to seek me out. No matter the circumstance."

If not, then great! Give him some more time to think about how to execute it and you'll be in his room on the Hunter's side in no time!

However, once he claims you, saying you three are good friends,

Mary and Michiko would cause an outrage.

"What do you mean Jack can have Y/n?! The Baron may be cruel with these games, but this is beyond inhumane!"

Michiko wouldnt verbally confront him, but she would physically assault him. Striking him harshly across his face with a mask on hers. Her action says it all.

Both agree you should only be escaping from danger if you're in a match or in a activity. Not from some lovesick unapologetic serial killer.

Michiko is the angrier one out of the two. If he 'loves' you so much, why is he hurting you? Love doesn't require your freedom in order to be with the other!

Jack isn't bothered. Though they both are a nuisance, the Baron has made the final decision with no question.

"Are you afraid of me dear? Please, do not be. I will protect you."

"But i've hurt you before? You understand I only follow the rules right? Don't be angry my love."

He doesn't even properly confess. No sit down, no run throughs, nothing. He just makes it clear that you're his lover, and his only.

"I love you Y/n. I'm obsessed with everything you do. Stay and and behave."

"You are not to look or think about anyone else other than me. Okay Y/n?"

His blades threaten you with each move,

and he knows that.

But Jack doessn't pay any mind to it as he's too occupied with playing with you to care.

You usually quiver in fear and anger during your stay

Your activites include pacing around his room, examining the space, crying and breaking down while he's not there, and just taking the affection he gives you while he is present.

He expects you to reciprocate most of the time. He understands this is new to you, but he knows eventually you'll get used to it, and let the Stockholm Syndrome set in.

If you don't love him back within the first 2 weeks, he's gonna start to get impatient and begin slowly threatening you.

Verbally and physically

"I wonder what would happen if I started to aim for their faces more often... What do you think Y/n?"

*Lightly traces a blade down your back, outlining your spinal cord* "Hm, I'm getting quite bored..."

He'd only let you out for matches, events and dates.

The first time you came back, survivors who did care and were companions came clambering with questions once you reached the waiting table

Are you alright?

Has Jack hurt you at all?

Is there any way to convince the Baron to let you go?

Do you all need a strategy so you can stay safe?

Do they need a strategy so they can stay safe?

After a while, they know now that Jack prefers not to injure you. Though that fact has been set in stone, it doesn't mean he won't hesitate to not hit you if he really needed to.

Since Jack usually bleeds your team out or sends them back to the manor,

Kiters try to lead him to you so he can change targets

They're sorry, they really are

But it's either your or them-

And they know their latter of the plate

Jack doesn't gravely injure you while you're kiting. He just chases you around.

He knows you need all that stored energy released

But he also misses playing with you like this

It's not like you two always get matched

Though the Baron does like to do it half of the time, the other half, you two are forcibly separated

It's only when your morality points are below 50 is when he'll let you go from keeping you out of matches that aren't with him

Maybe he'll swing with claws; Just barely grazing you

It's only when you foolishly bodyblock is where he'll seriously hit you

He'll have someone heal you first before offing them so then you'll be left with little to no injury.

This counts as a date, as you two can wander romantically around the map.

It's a nice change of scenery

Even if you've been there a thousand times in matches before, it's bigger and gives you more of a sense of freedom than when you're in that dreaded bedroom.

Decoders stay close to others

That often leads to unfinished ciphers all around the map

Jack doesn't dare waste time, so he knocks out any survivor that isn't you

When he sees a little decoder, he just can't help but tunnel them until stars start to circle around their head.

Rescuers either miraculously save or die via terrorshock

Other teammates who don't have stunning abilities, or don't have godtier kiting abilities, are usually too afriad to go and assist.

You always feel like a burden and liability to your team for not saving or assisting, but you know it's better to keep decoding. To keep out ot sight.

If Jack sees you, you're fucking toast.

So you stay behind the sidelines

There are times where you secure a tie, though it's no use to rejoice as you'll just be sent back to Jack's room.

Don't even try to think of escaping.

The survivors can't help you

The survs are already tired of fighting the hunters, why do you have to lead your big bad wolf over to their side???

The only time where they can somewhat relax is outside of matches and events where everyone can interact without bloodshed.

If you come over frantically asking for help, they'll try their best, but in the end, they'll only be severely injured and unsuccessful.

As much as they don't like seeing you in Jack's captivity, they don't need you dragging in any more problems than they already have.

Though his Ripper side is what he exhibits most of the time, his original self only comes out in the most tender moments (Which is pretty rare seeing how far gone he is by now)

Like when he paints you, or when you two are cuddling

There isn't that much hostility or bloodlust in his eyes during those times.

In fact, when he's back to his original personality, his unmasked face isn't Intimidating at all

He's honestly dreadfully beautiful

But with his Ripper personality, everything he does just throws you off

Okay actual yandere affection hcs hehe

Jack loooooveeeesss teasing you with playful and romantic words

"Are you going to keep me running after you little dove? You know I love a good chase, but we all have our limits..."

"It seems you are still shy, even after all this time. Perhaps, you are planning something a little more exciting than our kisses?"

"Life isn't worth living without you. Stay, and obey, and I'll show you a whole new world of things."

If you fluster easily, it's fucking game over for you lololol

"Don't turn you angelic face away darling, I don't like it when you hide yourself."

"I'll take everything you have. It's no use covering up if I just, break through."

He gets violently jealous when other people talk to you. Especially survivors.

He doesn't get as envious with hunters. Most of them don't really care and mind their business.

Some gossip and chuckle behind closed doors more than others, but he doesn't mind

Mary and Michiko always try to swipe you away every second they get, so he makes sure to steer clear of them

Everytime they successfully do, you just cry and breakdown, and try to let them know your status of health at the moment.

Knowing they can't really do anything, all they can do is console, listen, and cuss Jack out if they have the chance.

Sometimes they even have enough time before they either caught, or almost caught, to devise a small sabotage plan.

You dont want Jack to hold you against him so hard whole you two are out?

Geisha is coming in with an 'accidental' dash. Sorry Jack, she was in a hurry and placed the butterfly there mindlessly!

You want to be by yourself while you're outside his room?

Mary is forcing Jack to help redecorate the hunter side of the manor. She uses her mirror for symmetry, but just cant make up her mind!

Jack is tall, but he's sick of being used as a ladder of sorts and a conveyer belt for transferring weird decor items.

He leaves when about half an hour passes

"Don't you dare leave a lady waiting Ripper!"

*Runs away* "My apologies Lady Mary! I must get back to Y/n! Perhaps we can continue another time when my love isn't out and about!"

Jack isn't that worried about you running around

There's nowhere to hide

And even if you did try and go hide on the survivors side, you know he WILL slash and destroy everything and anything apart just to find you.

No one wants that, so don't burden the other irrelevant survivors with a mess you created.

Cuddling can soft, or very touchy

Soft cuddling is small talk with the covers up to your necks

Jack is always big spoon

Never ask to be in his place

Unless you want to be put back in yours

Touchy sessions are normal

He's careful with his blades of course, but he always has them lightly around your waist

It threatens you

Jack wouldn't dare to spill your guts right then and there right?

Even if you come back from death, he wouldn't prefer looking at you physically broken, right?

...

Pray bitch

Nahhhh jkjk it's only a scare tatic

Don't try him though

Pushiment is necessary

You can't escape it even if you've been good

He's strict in and out of the bedroom (not like that lmfao)

Jack had set out rules for you the moment he wrapped claws around you

The big three are,

Look at him, think about him, and love him, and him only

Don't escape

And don't you dare try getting by without even struggling

He may want to break you, but he doesn't want a toy that malfunctions after only a little while

He doesn't want you to be unrepairable

Unlike...

Break any of these at any time, day, moment, or circumstance,

And you're getting punished without mercy

A lesson can't be learned with not done properly no?

There isn't just a couple of set in stone punishments

Whatever he feels like doing to you, he'll do it

Why did you have to talk to Gatelea? You know, if he hadn't made it obvious enough, he'll just have to mark you as his

Again

Maybe he'll tear his initials in you this time. Even if you die and come back, the baron keeps the scars caused by Jack. It pleases the Ripper greatly.

You want to play in more matches? but don't you know that isn't allowed?

Oh well, it can't be helped. Jack will let you go after a little while of complaining.

But if you come back gravely injured? Oh, that's too bad. Emily isn't a hunter, and after all, you have to face the consequences of your own actions.

The only way to convince Jack to let you get treated is to beg. Beg on you hands and knees like your life depends on it (Which it does)

He'll take pity on you and waltz over to the survivors side with the Barons permission to heal his pet

Emily with no doubt, will try to get him out of the room just to talk to you while treating your injuries

"Why can't I stay with Y/n?"

"The patient has some injuries that may get worse with anxiety. Please let them breathe by themselves for a bit."

She'll then treat them while you quietly vent. After that, she'll embrace you.

Emily doesn't say much, but she knows that you need someone to understand your situation outside of matches.

She may have to leave you for dead during those games, but outside of them, she'll fight for you endlessly in more ways than one.

You don't reciprocate his affections?

He likes some fight, but resist for too long, and he won't hesitate to hold you down and threaten you.

"Don't think you're safe just because you're my beloved."

Sometimes he'll starve you of food if you've been ungrateful.

"Are you hungry my little dove? But if I supply you with food, you'll only end up more spoiled no?"

I like to think they have bathrooms in their personal rooms, so when you need to shower or change, he'll give you whatever you need and give you privacy

It's pretty much the only privacy he ever gives you

He has all of your clothes, but he controls what you wear wheater you like it or not

You only really get to wear your pants and shorts and such

Everything else you wear is his.

Hunters are like fucking 7ft and lanky asf so you're gonna fucking fit no matter what

Lots of material to work with laurv

Goes fucking crazy over your collar bones, shoulders, and thighs

Since he's from a more conservative time, off the shoulder tops and shorts have his brain cells fizzing out

*Insert that one SVTFOE clip where Star realizes she bi and is blushing hard asf*

"Are you trying to rile me up angel?"

Dates consist of three locations.

His room, match locations, and events

You two do the usual stuff in his room

Kissing, cuddling, talking, literally just living, etc.

In match locations, as explained above, he kills everyone else and strolls along the area with you

Events are actually pretty often

Parties for new essences, celebrations for the new year, birthdays, etc.

Jack will let you run around with your survivor friends because God knows you need it

But after that, you're gonna be on lockdown

"Did you have fun my dear Y/n? You didn't have more fun with them than with me hm?"

"That's good to hear. Now, let's get you cleaned up. You're covered in their filthy presence ."

He knows he shouldn't ruin such celebrations. They bring excitement and entertainment in a positive light.

Jack doesn't only love spilling the insides of the survivors, he also loves the lighter things in life.

Although all he wants to do is slaughter all of the survivors clambering around you, he surprisingly only turns away and finds a flock of his own

The other hunters tease him and sometimes prod at his relationship with you

UGH MY FUCKING GOD I MIGHT HAVE TO MAKE A PART TWO BC IM GOING OVER THE LIMIT WTF.

I'm sorry but this ask has made me fucking obsessed with Jack. I've never been into him before BUT THIS FUCKED ME UP. Thank you doing that.

[lethargicsunlight]

'Demon' Chapter 10 : "Respite" Bakugou x Fem!Reader (book 1)

Find the other chapters here! LINK

I usually don't post chapter summaries, but this is essentially just glimpses where you've been inserted into certain moments before and during the exams, right before summer.

Because we all know, summer is where the fun really starts >:)

Book Summary: A slow-burn action/romance where you begin in the bowels of a Villain base and rise up to join U.A.'s top Hero Class. This life was your choice. In the event of learning then losing the love of a friend, you make a decision that changes your reality at the core--to become an imposter among villains and bring them down from the inside out. The organization that ruined your premature perfect life was known as H.H., after their leader Head-Honcho. His crime of choice: intelligence. Training and conducting espionage agents and assassins across Japan as a means to further the dark underground network. Your training began at thirteen, after managing to impress the multi-faced villain with your stealth and your conviction. Rumors would soon spread through the dark alleys of Naruhata City of a masked assassin known as Demon, whose bare face could steal the souls of her targets. Everything appears to be going to plan; but the Hero Agencies you've been slipping information to are calling for an end to your superior sooner than you had anticipated. Your time as 'Demon' is limited. What will happen when your world comes crashing down? Where will you go, when everything you had known you helped to destroy?

WARNINGS: SFW, Alcohol, PTSD themes

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You found yourself falling into a pattern at the end of each day when you were alone in the dorm.

At first, you had barely touched it. You slept stiffly beneath the clean sheets, dressed in whatever extra clothes Nezu had left for you. There was a desk they had brought in for you to complete homework upon, notebooks, pens, highlighters, tape, a stapler..

But it was bereft of personal belongings. After all, you had none.

However, as the rate of time began to pick up around you and the days slid by instead of dragged; you had learned to adapt. You looked forward to your lessons and your classmates; learning and experiencing the world in ways you had never expected to be privy to. Slipping into conversations, learning how to compliment and receive such, navigating the challenges set by your teachers--and your favorite--appearing next to that bewildered ash blonde that wished you ''would just go off and die already!".

Now, as the air cooled and the color of the room shifted from amber to pale cerulean; you turned the desk lamp on and tore out a piece of notebook paper. You pulled some pencils and pens out from the box they had left you with, and started drawing.

The first picture you had drawn was a smiling portrait of your foster-brother; which was now taped up in the center of the wall opposite your bed. Around it, your had begun to tape up pictures of your class mates. Moments and memories of them, what small bits in your mind that were free of memorized school work. You could let them out then, unto the paper, to be immortalized in lead strokes and ink stains.

You even kept one of Nezu, sketched one evening after he had arrived with a teacher by the name of Midnight, asking for preferences concerning toiletries. One day, you promised, you would show him your appreciation. The drawing was there to remind you, just like they all were.

Today was an image of Sato and Shoji, who had worked with you during practical training. Between Sato's immense strength and Shoji's unusual anatomy, you were able to practice some interesting evasive maneuvers. Due to knowing you weren't in a life or death situation, you had found it difficult at first to tap into your skill set since starting at U.A.; but with every class, it got easier. The muscle memory that had been buried so deep beneath repressed images of the Cistern could resurface, and it felt almost as natural as scaling through the alleys of Naruhata.

Almost.

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"If there are any details in particular you would like for your Hero equipment, please describe in the boxes below:"

You stare at the packet with disdain in your eyes.

I want my old uniform back..

But, as Kirishima might say: 'It's not very heroic.'

True enough. But black hid well in the shadows, and the idea of going without a mask made you feel sick. Despite how you may have hated being 'Demon', you missed the comfort of something pressed to your face--a shield between you and the outside.

Already you could tell this was going to take all night. Nezu had left it in a manila folder beneath the door of your dorm while you had been out training, with instructions to hand it over to Aizawa the following day.

You heave a sigh, moving to sit at the end of your bed, eyes finding the sketch of your foster brother on the opposite wall. His chartreuse hair had been colored in with a vibrant highlighter.

"I think.. I think I'll be something like.. Star Man! Or.. The Blazing Star!" He thrusts his arms in the air, excited, and so loud you slightly cover your ears.

"Sorry," He says quickly, hands touching your wrists. "I was just excited."

"S'okay." You smile, hands returning to your lap.

"Hmm.. What do you want your name to be?" He asks, pulling out his notebook.

"Oh.. Uh.."

"Hey, it's no rush or anything. I can give you some ideas if you want!"

"Okay."

"Let's see.. You'll be really fast and super quiet.. Bullet trains are like that! Ah, but I guess that's not really girly though."

You giggle, shaking your head. "Those are too fast!"

"Of course that's the part you're worried about. It's just for show, it doesn't have to be all that realistic." He muses, flipping through the pages and finding his old 'how to make y/n a hero' notes.

"Hey, if you use those ninja stars like in the video game--you could be Ninja Star! My sister-hero!"

You giggle again, but give him a tight nod. "That one's cool."

Too bad shuriken weren't your ranged weapon of choice.

The memory makes you smile though.

You start with what you knew; describing the intricacies of your old uniform's functions--the soles of your boots, the gloves, how you preferred the fabric. You would need utility belts or some of other form of storage. A hood.

Fortunately, working under the H.H. Organization had made you pretty familiar with the intricacies of hero equipment; though it was usually built to accommodate quirks. Ironic, however, considering technology could replicate the usefulness of less flashy quirks--like your dim-light enhancers in your old mask. It almost felt wrong to ask for it, but you do anyway.

But, then.. As you pencil in the last bit of that information, you were once again stuck. Who did you want to be?

----

"Are you sure?"

You look up at Aizawa, who's fingers gripped the edges of the packet you had given him. He was reading through it, and at the top was your requested Hero name.

You nod, "Yes sir."

------

Sting casually crosses his arms while he leans into the bar, eyeing up the new recruits.

"I'm calling them my Vanguard.." Shigaraki announces, lips drawn in a large chapped grin. "I have to say, I'm pretty impressed with those.. Intelligence gathering skills you possess."

Sting mirrors his grin, giving him a respectful nod. "Of course. I told you, I don't disappoint."

When the strange man-child returns to his new 'friends', Sting inwardly cringes. What had originally been an advantageous relationship had suddenly turned sour--when Kurogiri managed to find his still bleeding body in the abandoned office building.

Now, he owed them.

"Sting." Kurogiri calls him, and the mutant wants to groan.

"Yeah?"

"There's something else we need you to investigate." As though in preparation for his next few words, he slides a glass over to him. His usual order had been vodka.

Surprise surprise. Sting looks at the glass before taking it, mandibles briefly separating from his cheeks as he takes a drink. After it clinks against the bar top:

"What is it?"

----

The written exam came and went. Your Hero Costume was still in development, but you collaborated with Aizawa and managed to find something suitable for the practical. You convinced him that black sweats and similar top would be fine, and once again went in without weapons.

Though surprisingly, you had passed the practical exam alongside Hagakure and Shoji; using his distraction and her invisibility to incapacitate pro-hero Snipe. It was the first time you had ever truly collaborated with someone rather than ordering lackeys about, so you let them lead the way. You were tasked with removing his weapons while Hagakure safely placed the cuffs on his wrists unseen--it was a smooth success.

"Hey, you guys did great!" Midoriya exclaims, turning on his heel as you walked into the viewing room.

"Thanks," Shoji cuts in first, just behind you. You manage to satisfy with a simple nod and smile.

"We were so cool!" Hagakure's gloves present the idea she has both arms in the air to emphasize her excitement.

Despite the rising spirits of your classmates due to the victory, you couldn't help the swelling of apprehension in your chest. You moved up to stand next to Midoriya as the large screen flickered and followed Mina and Kaminari into a maze-like industrial area. Not too different from the Industrial Park where you had met the boy on your right.

It actually weighed on you a little, knowing Kirishima had not passed his practical exam. You almost wanted to see him, but he wasn't around at the moment--probably with Bakugou somewhere. Usually, that's where you would want to be.. But watching the following matches interested you too much. You wanted to see the Pro-heroes in action. You wanted to see the abilities of your classmates up close, outside of sparring.

"You're fighting All Might." You say it, more so than ask it.

Midoriya glances over at you and hums in agreement before his big eyes focus on the screen again. There was something about your quiet that felt conflicting to him. It was comforting, in the way that you wouldn't push boundaries; but also unsettling. He usually chalked that up to your 'quirk' though.

You don't ask if he's made a plan yet. That was a moot point. There was a reason Midoriya was here and Bakugou wasn't.

"I think you'll do great."

Midoriya's surprised by your encouragement. He'd received it from Ururaka and Iida already, but hearing it from you was staggering. Not that he would ever describe you as unkind, but you were certainly reserved. You said little in class, and ever since you had begun sitting with Kaachan and Kirishima at lunch, he'd barely heard from you.

He supposed to was nice to know his childhood friend wasn't rubbing off on you.

"Thank you." He says it in a way that mirrors your sincerity, and succumbs to the silence afterward.

Later, you quietly congratulate both Ururaka and Iida as they pass their exams, giving them more of Midoriya's space. You hadn't doubted them.

When it finally came time and Midoriya left for his own practical exam, you could feel the room grow tense. Hardly a word was said, and you caught the nervous fidgets between Ururaka and Recovery Girl. Even Iida seemed to hold his breath.

----

The screen lit up with explosion after explosion after explosion.. Some gritted their teeth, others were sweating as though they could feel the boys' exhaustion for themselves.

You appeared calm, but your hands were in fists too.

Failing the exam didn't mean the end of the world. But knowing how it would crush their hearts, you hoped and cheered for them inwardly--just like you had during the Sports Festival.

If anyone could defeat the impossible, it was them.

And, seeing as their opponent was the Symbol of Peace, All Might, Number One--that felt like a pretty impossible circumstance, weights or no.

Earlier, in light of Ururaka's questioning, Recovery Girl had given a bit of commentary that interested you. That Midoriya viewed All Might as a God, as someone that was above everything. What would you do, if you had to fight All Might?

To the likes of you, he certainly seemed like a God.

But then, watching Bakugou give himself out against his opponent--going past his limits to the point of unconsciousness--and allowing his comrade to finish the goal (after retrieving him of course, because it was Midoriya); you feel a spark ignite.

Heroes never give up, no matter how bad it gets!

And so, neither would you. Even if you had to fight All Might.

Because you were a hero now.

----

"Awe maaan!" Kirishima wails, shoulders drooping. You stop when you make it up next to him, letting the other students pass by, all heading home with big smiles and chatting about plans for the summer. Aizawa had announced there would be a Summer Camping trip that would include specialized hero training--and those that failed the exam would have even more training, since they were 'obviously lacking'. Kirishima being one of them.

Your heart went out to him. In your mind, he deserved better--but lessons must still be learned. Though, you wondered how 'fair' your exam had been, considering it was the only one with a three versus one ratio.

"I mean, don't get me wrong-" He continues talking, already aware you weren't going to respond--"I'm glad I'm still going to the camping trip n' all, but.. Those extra classes are going to be killer. And I'm kinda embarrassed."

"That's what you get for not listening to my advice." Bakugou chimes in, hands in his pockets as he slows as well. "You better pick yourself back up Shittyhair!"

"Yeah, I know.." He says, still a little glum. "But hey, at least we get a few days off. What are you guys gonna be doing?"

"Tch. Training."

"Of course you are. But you can't do that all the time." Kirishima gives him an apathetic look before turning his attention back on you. "What about you, huh? I bet there's a lot of stuff you've wanted to do since getting out of.. That place."

Put on the spot, you meagerly glance at the dorms out ahead of you. Really, you hadn't thought about it. You were still taking days one at a time.

You choose to say something cheeky to avoid the subject.

A shrug, "Probably just training."

"Whaat?" Kirishima huffs, "You're kidding right? You both are."

Bakugou gives you a very narrowed-eye glare. "You just said that because I said that. Stop being a Creep, Twinkle-toes." He gruffs, then starts walking again.

"Wha--Bakugou was that really--hey, where are you going?"

"Home, duh. I'm done talking, I have things I gotta do."

He saw through you. The thought makes you smile, despite the situation. "Honestly Kirishima," you start back up again, after the blonde was far enough out of earshot. "I haven't thought about it. The girls mentioned getting together but.. I'm taking things one day at a time."

"Yeah, I get it." He rubs the back of his neck, shaking his head and smiling at the disappearing image of his friend at the gate of U.A.. "If you need anything though, let me know okay? Any of us really. You have our numbers right?"

You nod, "Thanks."

"Anytime. Later!" He gives a little wave and starts walking again, eventually joining up with a nose-to-his-phone Sero. Once he realizes where Kirishima had come from, he also gives you a little wave before they walk away.

----

Vrr

Next to your notebook on the desk, your borrowed cell phone vibrates to life. It's a text message.

Asui Tsuyu: Hey! It's Tsu. We're visiting the school to get permission to use the pool, we were wondering if you wanted to go too?

You hesitate over the screen.

It had only been a few days since summer had started, and you had already begun to miss the daily interactions with your classmates. A part of you feels almost giddy at the idea of spending time with them, even if you're just being quiet most of the time.

Yet.. It would be swimming. The last time you'd been in water had been so unpleasant, you barely remembered it. The idea of setting your feet in the water sent a strange chill through your body.

But you're in school to become a hero. You can't afford to be afraid of something so abundant. Confident you had enough self-control to deal with the situation, you reply with a simple:

You: Sure!

[baekhvuns]

The truck comeback announcement was amazing lmao, but the design is different? Reminds me of lots of different groups, like Enhypen for example, it looks more... magical? Mysterious? And "paradigm" hmmm interesting. The cube is back too.

I laugh when Atinys say "Ateez only has Atinys" because yeah obviously, lmaooo but no, they also have their idol fan boys

Winning calls every few months is normal, even one or two each comeback, but multiple times EVERY SINGLE TIME, and you make them act embarrassing, maybe it's fun for some of them, but come on... just give other fans a chance. ☠ I posted my 2020 calls with Atz and Skz on Twitter, but deleted and privated my account afterwards, because people were annoying. I also didn't want to share akydjaysishsjdhnshs

Angel Hwa is so important to me, but I'll always be team vampires! I like CAT BOYS and maybe fox boys, not alphas 😭

I was lucky to experience Shinee's OT5 concerts twice, but once it was in Japan... They came to London too, then we had Music Bank with Taemin in Berlin, but I NEED MORE

Unfortunately Taehyung has been absent and hasn't appeared in my subconsciousness recently, but once he comes back I'll pass your message.

Omg, so many HP actors had died already :(

And yeah in TB I was team Eric... not always, but I've always had a thing for blonde vampires I guess. Ever since Buffy lol

I swear I'm gonna ban you from using the "BUT DO THEY END UP TOGETHER???" sentence 🔪🔪🔪🔪 they're gonna end up together in my fucking dreams, alright 😠

Speaking of Japanese comebacks, so many people around me hate them. What's with the Japanese discrimination I don't love all Japanese tracks, and JP versions of existing songs are usually unnecessary, though Inception in Japanese I love it, same with Utopia! But many original Japanese tracks are solid. Maybe it's because I used to be into jpop and jrock before getting into Korean music

My baby??? I'm not seeing this 🙈 unless we're talking about cats. Btw I watched this messed up show about a girl birthing cats?!

OMG NO, the only man I want is Seonghwa, so I need Y/N x Hwa endgame alright. Just because I be looking at Minki doesn't mean I'm not loyal to the only man ever!

Seonghwa in a suit, I saw a comment that said "My client just got a life sentence, but I looked stunning" so true, be my lawyer plsss. I hate him - I don't wanna see his behaviour on stage today

Why aren't we invited to the SM party??? And kfc they need to do something about the visa issues because it's crazy??? Or better STOP ORGANISING EVENTS IN THE STATES - yes I'm US-phobic. But have you seen this Kaife?! So cute

The quiz was spot on, kpop in a nutshell, though I got the most popular result :/ "don't lie i know you don't give a fuck about all of them!!!! JUST PICK ONE I KNOW YOU LIKE THE MOST POPULAR ONE ANYWAYS" I mean I don't lie about being OTX, because I always have strong tunnel vision 💁🏼‍♀️

🙄 each slide is just...

I'm insane about this, our model - though model Seonghwa is still on ym shitlist! You know I'm team fuck them kids, but some people will go insane if Seonghwa appeared on that show...

Btw have you seen Clannad, I'm rewatching it right now and... you already know what ashshkaysushskajduyesgwh. I also forgot how sad it was at times... - DV 💖

hi hello!

The truck comeback announcement was amazing lmao, but the design is different? Reminds me of lots of different groups, like Enhypen for example, it looks more... magical? Mysterious? And "paradigm" hmmm interesting. The cube is back too.

LMFAOOOO ITS SO FUNNY WHO DOES THAT AND WHAT IF THAT FAN DIDNT GO OUTSIDE THAT DAY DBDBD magical! quite nostalgic too,, esp that song tune they did at kcon 🔫🔫 it sounds so pretty,, paradigm is def an interesting name! sounds complicated asf 😭

I laugh when Atinys say "Ateez only has Atinys" because yeah obviously, lmaooo but no, they also have their idol fan boys

BFMWBDKW LITERALLY when they say it quite literally i lose my shit 😭😭

Winning calls every few months is normal, even one or two each comeback, but multiple times EVERY SINGLE TIME, and you make them act embarrassing, maybe it's fun for some of them, but come on... just give other fans a chance. ☠ I posted my 2020 calls with Atz and Skz on Twitter, but deleted and privated my account afterwards, because people were annoying. I also didn't want to share akydjaysishsjdhnshs

NO BC IMAGINE SEEING THAT PERSON REPEATEDLY EVERY SINGLE FANCALL 😭😭😭 and they be saying the shittiest things too,, ban those 10 ppl right now 🔫 OH NO WAY??? DMAN WE CANT HAVE ANYTHING NICE IN THIS HOUSE 😭😭

Angel Hwa is so important to me, but I'll always be team vampires! I like CAT BOYS and maybe fox boys, not alphas 😭

SO IN CONCLUSION FURRY BOYS????

I was lucky to experience Shinee's OT5 concerts twice, but once it was in Japan... They came to London too, then we had Music Bank with Taemin in Berlin, but I NEED MORE

omg pLEASE IM SO JEALOUS OF EVERYONE WHO GOT TO SEE OT5 😭😭😭😭 HOW WAS IT THO?? omg taemin’s mubank in berlin was so legendary omg NO TAEMIN SHOULD HAVE A FULL WORLD TOUR PLS AND LET THE SET LIST HAVE FLAME OF LOVE SAYONARA HITORI AND HEAVEN IN IT I WOULD MAKE HIM MY NEW RELIGION RIGHT THERE,,, after hearing about sm’s plans for their next year all their artists are coming back as full groups SO WE BETTER GET WORLD TOURS IM BUYING THE MOST EXPENSIVE TICKET FHWKFJWK

Unfortunately Taehyung has been absent and hasn't appeared in my subconsciousness recently, but once he comes back I'll pass your message.

fortunately ur mr thv has been absent due to him earning his bread butter I HOPE HE COMES IN UR DREAMS TONIGHT ✨✨🤲🏼

Omg, so many HP actors had died already :(

right 😭😭😭 it’s so crazy to see something everyone’s grown up watching vanish in front of ur eyes 😭🤚🏼

And yeah in TB I was team Eric... not always, but I've always had a thing for blonde vampires I guess. Ever since Buffy lol

YOU LIKE BLOND VAMPIRES WHO ARE SLIGHTLY/ MISUNDERSTOOD MEAN????

I swear I'm gonna ban you from using the "BUT DO THEY END UP TOGETHER???" sentence 🔪🔪🔪🔪 they're gonna end up together in my fucking dreams, alright 😠

LMFAOOOO BFMWDHAKVDAK SCREAMED sEE IN THE END OF THE DAY HWA GETS TO CHOSE <3

Speaking of Japanese comebacks, so many people around me hate them. What's with the Japanese discrimination I don't love all Japanese tracks, and JP versions of existing songs are usually unnecessary, though Inception in Japanese I love it, same with Utopia! But many original Japanese tracks are solid. Maybe it's because I used to be into jpop and jrock before getting into Korean music

ppl hate japanese tracks???? they are literally some of the best songs out there,, like the electro pop’s + retro + traditional styles are at their peak amazing??? NO UR RIGHT SOMETIMES THE SONG DOESNT DELIVER THAT WELL IN A DIFF VERSION it’s better if they make songs just for that certain language! omg inception is so pretty in japanese 😭😭😭🤚🏼 yEAH MANY ARE SOLID! personally wasn’t in jpop but id be head banging and playing the ost’s of amines on repeat BC SOME SLAP SO SO HARD

My baby??? I'm not seeing this 🙈 unless we're talking about cats. Btw I watched this messed up show about a girl birthing cats?!

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭 IM SORRY WHAT THE FUCK RHKWDAL ANON WHAT 😭😭😭?????? HELP??? GIRLIE BIRTHED A FURRY????

OMG NO, the only man I want is Seonghwa, so I need Y/N x Hwa endgame alright. Just because I be looking at Minki doesn't mean I'm not loyal to the only man ever!

HFJWHDJ ARE U SURE

ANON BC I KNOW THAT LITTLE SAN YN MOMENT IN DUKE DID MAKE PPL ROOT FOR THEM ☺️☺️ tho i would say is this…the hwa

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Seonghwa in a suit, I saw a comment that said "My client just got a life sentence, but I looked stunning" so true, be my lawyer plsss. I hate him - I don't wanna see his behaviour on stage today

this man always delivers in suits, i need his closet so bad,,, men in suits <<< hwa in suits,, no what is up with these kpop idols looking so fine in a suit 😭😭 FBWMFJWK BE MY LAWYER LMFAOOO BFKWHD his behaviour on stage is becoming UNBEARABLE !!!!!!!! IM TIRED !!!!! JUST ONE SECOND TO BREATHE !!!!!

Why aren't we invited to the SM party??? And kfc they need to do something about the visa issues because it's crazy??? Or better STOP ORGANISING EVENTS IN THE STATES - yes I'm US-phobic. But have you seen this Kaife?! So cute

HELP LITERALLY WE WOULD SCREAM AND HYPE EVERYONE UP!!!!! INTERNING AS A PHOTOGRAPHER BESTIE LETS GO,, NO SERIOUSLY PLS STOP WITH US THEY GET EVERY FUCKING THING !!!!! EVERY THING !!!! AND THE CONCERTS ALWAYS HAVE PROBLEMS !!!! RACISTS !!!!! will forever be u.s phobic to bad idc that country is hated and they need to kNOW 😭😭😭 PLS THATS SO CUTE I SAW ON WITH CAKES THAT WERE DECORATED IN HIS ALBUMS ART AND GUCCI AND SO SO PRETTY

and the way sm spoke about it 😳

The quiz was spot on, kpop in a nutshell, though I got the most popular result :/ "don't lie i know you don't give a fuck about all of them!!!! JUST PICK ONE I KNOW YOU LIKE THE MOST POPULAR ONE ANYWAYS" I mean I don't lie about being OTX, because I always have strong tunnel vision 💁🏼‍♀️

LMFAOOOO GOT CALL OUT SO HARD FJWKDJWK 😭😭😭 BDSNDH STRONG TUNNEL VISION I GOT THE COMPANY STAN HEAR ME OUT IM NOT LIKE ONE OF THOSE 😭😭🤚🏼

🙄 each slide is just...

ANON

I'm insane about this, our model - though model Seonghwa is still on ym shitlist! You know I'm team fuck them kids, but some people will go insane if Seonghwa appeared on that show...

STOP HES SO CUTE 😭😭😭 MY TURN WHEN WOOYOUNG 🔫🔫 OMF BRKWHD PLS ITS MODEL HWA’D LOOKS THAT GET THOSE POSTS ON IG ABOUT BEING ICONIC AND ITS JUST HIM BREATHING,,, im people.

Btw have you seen Clannad, I'm rewatching it right now and... you already know what ashshkaysushskajduyesgwh. I also forgot how sad it was at times... - DV 💖

my face had a smile throughout this ask and now u mentioned that dreaded anime and my smile just dropped,,, why. WHY WOULD U IMAGINE HIM AS THATR GQJDHQK GET IT OUT OF UR MIND RIGHT NOW RIGHT NOW KEOWNRJKW

???? it’s always him 😭😭

BESTIE THOUGHTS

vv la la land vibes! u bet im putting this in yunho’s fic 💃

quizzie!!

AND JIN ENLISTING???