#Repo x reader

[marchsfreakshow]

Blood and Organs, For You [James Patrick March]

Angst.

What a life. For a Repo man. Such anger and hatred he holds for the one he misses.

Dead reader. I practically ripped off Repo! The Genetic Opera for this fic, because I thought it would suit James.

I re-watched and re-listened to Repo! A lot for this but it's fine cause I love it.

No one's perspective

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What a living job, only to never be thanked.

Never have the correct payment for his work. Never for his face to be recognised. Never to be known. Never. Oh if only you could come back to him. If only he made the correct choice.

What a stupid man James was.

Picking his unborn child over you. A rash decision which haunted him for 17 years. She was a pretty girl, stuck in her room while her father did nothing but cut up bodies and repossess organs for those who couldn't pay their debts. She didn't know. She couldn't know. James wouldn't live with himself if she knew his true job. She rarely strayed from her bedroom window, watching seasons and stars flow by.

He couldn't bring himself to hate his daughter. He couldn't. In the moment he thought he made the correct choice. Leaving you for dead; his bride and the sweetest one by his side. Stupid man! James needed you now more than ever. He prayed to an unloving and uncaring god for you to be brought back to him, in any way possible. His daughter was only half you, barely even you. He blinked and she was smiling sweetly at him as a little girl, taking her medicine. He blinked and she was a 17-year-old wishing for freedom outside of her little bubble in her room.

His money was only ever worth so much when his real payment should've been going back to when you got sick. Going back to refusing to take that 'cure'. Oh, James was a fool. You were perfect. You were wonderful, you were his. His wonderful wife, and an ideal lady next to his side. Watching him do his job as a doctor. If only he had known. If only he had known the cure was poison from his friend. It was a harsh memory. A harsh thrust into the memories of your screams, and your cries. "Darling..." His voice was weak as he whispered out for no one. Right now, this repo man couldn't face his daughter. He couldn't call for anyone else.

Those holograms of your, gorgeous, beautiful face. Always around the house. So he could pray to your beauty every moment he could. Yet his daughter never felt the same. She resented you. Only slightly. You gave her this blood disease! You caused her to be isolated from the world! Your damn blood. Why'd James have to be so stupid? Why'd he have to pick incorrectly?

Oh right.

You were half dead anyway.

You were practically done for. But James told them all she died with you. He wanted so desperately to be a hero. That's all he wanted. To save you, make you and your child live.

He couldn't do this anymore.

But he had to. He had to continue. Faking a search for a cure.

It was all fruitless in the end. It was just proven worthless. He was baited by his work to find someone behind on their payments. Yet, the one behind the door was...his daughter. That wasn't right. It couldn't've been right. Oh god.

If only he had made the right choice...

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Tag: @babygorewhore @taintandviolent @oceanblvd111 / @nahoyasboyfriend @slutforgarlogan @briaroftheroses / @am3ricanh0rrorwh0re @evanpeterspeter @feefymo / @starry-eyed-wild-child @fear-is-truth

[im-his-druidess]

NSFW Alphabet List

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?):

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.):

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.):

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect):

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.):

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.):

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.):

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?):

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?):

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.):

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character):

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes):

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?):

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

[livindeadgirlgrav]

LivinDeadGirlgrav Slasher Masterlist!

Made: June 24 '24

Last Update:

Halloween Masterlist!

House of 1000 Corpses Masterlist!

House of Wax Masterlist!

The Boy Masterlist!

The Black Phone Masterlist!

Repo! The Genetic Opera Masterlist!

Texas Chainsaw Massacre Masterlist!

[capan-deveraux2]

Why do I get crushes on the most obscure characters?

Like Anthony (the angel of death) on Touched by an Angel

Look at this cutie patooti!! How can I not love him!!

Or Chris Halliwell from Charmed

He’s a smart ass and I love him for it! He just wants to save his brothers soul

Or Ambassador Tos from Star Trek Enterprise

THERE ARE NO GIFS OF HIM!!!!

Why are there no GIFs he’s adorable

Or Judge Harry Stone from Night Court

Or Dan fielding also from Night Court (the second guy in the above gif)

Or Jenkins from The Librarians

But to be fair I might just have a crush on the actor

Or Dr Phlox also from Enterprise

He’s a family man!! He got 3 wives and so much love to give, towards the end of the series when he can’t save T’Pols, and Tuckers baby’s life he cries and says it hurts like it’s one of his own. So much love in this man that when his friends hurt he hurts

And he feels insulted when Tucker doesn’t want to sleep with one of his wives after she pursues him so we know he’s good with sharing lol

Or Ringo Langley from X-Files and The Lone Gunmen

(The blonde one in the middle here)

He’s such a sweetheart cutie pie!! How can one not love him! He plays dungeons and dragons and dresses up like his character when he does and writes for a newspaper. He matches my freak lol

Or Graverobber from Repo the Genetic Opera

He’s so dramatic!! I love him. He sings ! And I love his hair!

Or Odo from Deep Space Nine

WHY CANT I FIND A GOOD GIF OF HIM!!!

And finally (at the risk of being called a furry

Why is the no reader inserts for Skimbleshanks, Mr mistoffles, or Rum Tum Tugger!!!

THERE IS NO GOOD GIFS OF SKIMBLSHANKS!!

But look at my boi mistofflees hop and dance, he’s a tuxedo cat that’s also a magician!!

And look a tugger go! He’s a bad boi stereotype

I ran out of room for gifs but those are the main ones anyway

I’m gonna have to make an appreciation post for each of these guys individually, hell I used to write fanfic for a couple of them before I got locked out of my old tumblr account

[marsi-is-depressed]

Honey, I'm covered in blood

Soft and tired!Luigi Largo x wife!reader

Tw/Cw: mentions of blood

You sat on the floor in your GeneCo room. Outside, it was already dark, and you were preparing for bed. You'd already scrubbed your skin, brushed your teeth, and put on your nicest jammies.

"You startled me, you rascal!" you growl, looking up at Luigi Largo, your eyes widening slightly as you notice his bloodstained clothing. "Can you braid my hair?" You enquire. Luigi tilts his head to one side as he closes the door behind him. "I'm covered in blood and you are asking me if I could braid your hair?" He asks you blankly.

"Is that your blood?" you ask, pointing at his clothing. He simply shakes his head and sits on your bed. "Well then," you respond, sliding backwards between his thighs.

Luigi breathes deeply and grins lightly as he stares down at you, still in lack of belief. "You're insane," he says under his breath, but his hands are already going for the hair tie resting on your wrist.

You lean back gently, relishing the sensation of someone else taking control for a change. Luigi's hands, while saturated with dried blood, are remarkably delicate as he begins splitting your hair into two portions. "You're going to ruin my pyjamas, you know," you remark quietly, your eyes drooping close. Despite his uncomfortable state, his presence feels curiously soothing.

"Don't worry about the pyjamas; I'll give them to the genterns to wash," he says, his voice raspy but less harsh than normal. His fingers glide swiftly, and you realise he's done this before, most likely with Amber.

"So…who's blood is that?" you enquire nonchalantly, not really prepared to confront the issue. It's simpler to speak when his hands are braiding your hair. There is a pause in the atmosphere,

"Do you really want to find out?" he asks, snapping the hair tie to end the first braid. You feel his fingers travel to the next patch of hair, his touch calm and unaffected by the subject. "Perhaps not," you declare, trembling slightly as the chilly night air enters through the window. Luigi's knee twitches slightly when you roll your head back onto his leg to look up at him.

Luigi's eyes widened slightly when your head contacted his inner thigh. "What?" you ask him, perplexed, turning your head slightly. "N...nothing.." He shudders; you've never seen him unwind. You gaze intently into his eyes, hoping to discover an explanation for his unusual behaviour. "I know you've had a bad day; can I help you in any way?" you offer, placing your hand on his leg.

Luigi's eyes flutter as your palm softly rests on his leg. He swallows hard, evidently unaccustomed to this level of care. His eyes, which are normally keen and calculating, soften briefly before he immediately returns to his customary harsh demeanour.

"You don't need to worry about me," he mutters, his voice a little sterner. "I've endured worse." His hands, which were so skilled and confident when braiding your hair, are now fidgeting slightly, unsure of what to do.

You can tell there's more going on than he's letting on, but pressuring him may push him away. Luigi is used to bearing his responsibilities alone, and you don't know how much he'll allow you in; he'll probably yell at you or storm off. But you're here now and want to support.

"You're always saying that," you mention carefully, your thumb subconsciously drawing a little pattern on his leg. "But you don't have to deal with everything by yourself."

Luigi looks down at your hand on his leg, as if deciding whether to pull away or accept it. There is a lengthy wait, the room becoming silent as the air between you seems taut with unsaid words; he may explode at any moment. He shuts his eyes briefly, as if fighting an internal war.

"Maybe not," he finally concedes, his voice nearly too low to be heard. It's the closest he's ever been to acknowledging weakness. He turns aside, his mouth clenching as if the admission itself was too much.

You nod, aware of the seriousness of his remarks. You shift slightly to sit closer to him, the warmth of your presence comforting him even if he doesn't express it out loud.

"Let me help you just this once," you offer softly. "You don't need to say anything. "Just let me be here."

Luigi does not instantly answer, but his shoulders appear to relax. His hand glides nervously, hovering over yours briefly before resting on top of it.

The sensitivity in his touch stands in sharp contrast to the blood-stained devastation he has experienced. The room is peaceful, with the subtle rustling of leaves outside and your heart beating steadily against the tension in the air.

For a long time, neither of you spoke. The weight of uttered words persists, yet it does not cause discomfort. Instead, it seems like a delicate, uncommon tranquilly that is still present.

"You don't have to fix everything, you know," you whisper. Your thumb continues to form a delicate design on his leg, anchoring both of you in the present moment.

Luigi lets out a short puff of laughter, but it's not funny; it's more like incredulity. "It's not that easy," he murmurs, still avoiding your gaze as if he's terrified of being seen.

"I know," you say quietly, leaning back slightly into him and feeling the warmth of his body behind you. "But you aren't alone, Luigi. "Not tonight."

His hold tightens briefly, and his fingers flex as he resists the temptation to pull away again. Instead, he remains still, his jaw clenched as if holding back something he can't quite express.

The stillness extends once again before Luigi takes a hesitant breath. His eyes eventually meet yours, a whirlwind of emotions whirling beneath the surface—frustration, tiredness, and something else, gentler.

Without saying anything, he leans closer, softly placing his forehead against yours. The world around you appears to disappear, and the night draws closer as you get immersed in the calm intimacy of the moment.

Then, with surprising tenderness, Luigi drops his head gently, brushing his lips against yours. The kiss is hesitant and timid as if he's testing the waters with something new. You softly reciprocate the kiss, your hands reaching to the back of his neck, fingers gliding into his honey-brown hair as you pull him a little closer.

It's not hurried or urgent, but rather a peaceful understanding—a shared moment between two individuals who have seen too much of the world yet have found consolation in one another.

When he eventually draws back, his gaze remains on yours, gentler but still cautious. He lays his forehead on yours again, his breathing steady but slightly shaky, as if letting go of so much was more difficult than he thought.

"Thank you," he says so gently you nearly miss it. But the weight of just two words hovers in the air, symbolising trust.

[pyr0-kai]

Graverobber x Reader

Repo! The genetic opera HCs

I’m thinking about my stinky drug dealer man again

Platonic & romantic HCs

Feedback is appreciated

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- You’re his tag team Zydrate collector (robber)

- He has never felt genuine affection, only affection from the people in the ally who just want a zydrate hit

- He’s lived in a literal dumpster so he is sooooo excited when you offered for him to stay at your place

- When his hair is down, pls give him head scratches, he’ll love it

- Cuz he’s lived in a dumpster so long, he sleeps in a tight ball, it looks so uncomfortable.

- He knows all the best spots to hid from repo men and geneco guards

- He would empty his big jackets pockets and let you wear it >>

- He would also steal stuff from the bodies as gifts for you, stuff like rings, necklaces, jackets

- Feel like he would like to be called his name, Graves, or Babe, not a fan of stuff like sweet, or honey

- He 100% puts his feet up on tables, it’s your choice to tell him no or not

- Going with him to see shilo <3

- Shilo low key loves you, she doesn’t want to lose either of you like her family + Blind Mag

- Graves isn’t a very PDA man, but he will wrap an arm around you if people get a little too close to you

- Wrapping your arms around him when your jealous >>

- You and Amber Sweet giving each other the stink eye

[adalwolfgang]

could I ask for some incorrect quotes for the largo siblings from repo the genetic opera

(Name): So that’s my plan.

Luigi: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean.

(Name): No, go ahead, I want to hear it.

Luigi: It fucking sucks.

(Name): That’s not constructive criticism.

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Pavi: I can explain.

(Name): Can you?

Pavi: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

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Luigi: *Screams*

Amber: *Screams louder to assert dominance*

(Name): Should we do something?!

Pavi, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

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(Name): *Trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff* Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?

Amber: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.

Luigi: I personally was created in a lab.

Pavi: I just straight up spawned lol.

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(Name): Pavi and I are having a baby.

Shilo: That's gre-

Pavi, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.

[daddy-issues-99]

Horror Material List

Brahms Heelshire x f!reader- smut

Lester Sinclair x GN reader who collects bones- fluff

Otis Driftwood x f!reader- smut

Repo!Man x GN reader- fluff

Repo!Man x f!reader- smut

The Grabber x f!reader- fluff

Thomas Hewitt x GN reader- fluff

Vincent Sinclair x f!reader smut

Yautja x human!reader- smut

Yautja x reader- fluff

[crazypsychonerdstuff]

I see you write for Repo!? Could I put in an order for some fluffy hcs with Graves?

Of course you can! It's been a while since I watched repo, so if it seems too weird, my apologies. That said, I love Graverobber so these were quite fun to write and most definitely very self-indulgent!😅

-🎃

Very soft boy. Craves love. 

Very affectionate. Some might even say clingy. He's like a human puppy. 

That in mind, his hugs and cuddles are amazing, it's impossible to turn down a cuddle from this baby. 

Human body pillow and personal heater. He loves when you lie on top of him, wrap your arms around him, and rest your head on his chest. (although, half of the time, the roles are reversed and he's the one lying on top of you while you pet him or play with his hair.) 

His hugs are always warm and full of affection, tight and protective.

His hair is really soft. Better still, he loves when you play with it. He'd sit with his head in your lap for hours letting you stroke, brush or braid his hair. Only if you'd let him, of course.

^Much of your alone time is spent like this with Graves curled up in your lap like a cat while you run your fingers through his hair. 

Occasionally, he'll even return the favour, usually he'll pull you against him when you two are cuddled up in bed and run his fingers through your hair, sometimes braiding it or simply untangling any knots.

Spends most of his nights at your place, unless he's out dealing zydrate; He is banned from sleeping in dumpsters now.

He hates it when it's particularly windy out, he doesn't really know why, it just makes him feel uncomfortable and would much rather be curled up in your bed with your arms around him than alone on nights like this. (this is likely just me projecting tbh lol)

[laine-is-pomegranted]

･:*:･ﾟ★ intro and masterlist

･:*:･ﾟ★ greetings and salutations

hii ! welcome to my blog, i'm laine !! i suffer from chronic teenage girl-ism and i fear i may never recover lolz !! my requests are always open as i am in constant need of inspiration, just send me an ask !! if you want to support me by funding my spending habits do so on my ko fi!!

･:*:･ﾟ★ masterlist

♥︎ - smut / mature

✿ - fluff

★ - angst

Mouthwashing

Curly -

Jimmy - sfw & nsfw headcanons♥︎✿ baby, can you see through the tears? ♥︎★

Daisuke -

Anya -

Swansea -

House, M.D

Gregory House -

Jame Wilson -

Lisa Cuddy -

Robert Chase -

Thirteen -

Be More Chill

Michael Mell -

Jeremy Heere -

Richard Goranski -

Jake Dillinger -

Homestuck

John Egbert -

Dave Strider -

Rose Lalonde -

Gamzee Makara -

Karkat Vantas -

Mituna Captor -

Sollux Captor -

Nepeta Leijon -

Cronus Ampora -

SallyFace

Sal Fisher -

Larry Johnson -

Ashley Campbell -

Travis Phelps -

The Magnus Archives

Jonathan Sims -

Martin Blackwood -

Timothy Stoker -

Elias Bushard -

Peter Lucas -

Jerad Keay -

Nikola Orsinov -

Law and Order : SVU

Olivia Benson -

Elliot Stabler -

John Munch -

Fin Tutuola -

Evangelion

Shinji Ikari -

Rei Ayanomi -

Asuka Langley -

Stardew Valley

Sam -

Sebastian -

Abigale -

Harvey -

Creepypasta

Jeff the Killer -

Ticci Toby -

Eyeless Jack -

Ben Drowned -

Laughing Jack -

Repo: The Genetic Opera

Grave Robber -

Pavi Largo -

Luigi Largo -

Amber Sweet -

Beetlejuice

Lydia Deetz -

Beetlejuice -

Bojack Horseman

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Mr. PeanutButter -

Princess Carolyn -

Diane Nguyen -

Sarah Lynn -

[slxsherwriter]

Waking Up

Fandom: Repo! The Genetic Opera

Parings: Luigi Largo x Reader

Word Count: 1,414

Warnings: Scars, talk of surgery, mentions of addiction, cursing, talks of violence

Series: Genetic Repossession

Author's note: A straight continuation of Better Me Than You. Just a short little fic to detail a little fallout and Luigi getting to display a slightly softer side.

Beeping. A gentle, steady beep. It was the first thing that registered. A gentle tickle on the brain that brought you back to the conscious world. Slowly. Disoriented and feeling like you were swimming through a dense fog, it was a struggle to latch onto the feeling of waking and not get pulled right back under. That was until a not so gentle touch yanked at your head, causing a groan to slip from a chest that seemingly didn't want to expand right away.

“For fuck sakes!” A familiar harsh voice yelled out, breaking the peaceful quiet of the room. “Be fucking careful or I'll take those fucking hands and mount them like God damn trophies on the wall. How the fuck did you ever become a fucking nurse?” It took effort but finally, you forced your eyes open. The world was blurry for several long seconds as you tried to blink your vision clear. Low lights made the adjustment easier, no harsh fluorescent lights greeting. A thud sounded somewhere off to the side but there wasn't enough energy or care within you to turn your head. Right now, the focus needed to be on what the hell happened.

‘“I'll get the doctor…”

“You fucking do that,” the voice barked. Warmth encompassed your hand and finally, Luigi came into focus. There was a hesitant smile on his face. “Hey there, sweetheart.” Oh, shit. A soft pet name. Yeah, it had to be bad. Your throat and mouth felt incredibly dry, as if someone had filled it with cotton. A soft cough came when you opened your mouth to respond, though it hardly hurt the way that could have been expected.

“I…”

“Easy. Here.” The water was soothing and cold as it washed down. Definitely helpful. The room spun a little when you shifted your head again. Before Luigi could say anything else, a doctor came in. A soft greeting before the exam started, though right then as he babbled, words you should understand sounded foreign.

“We'll start weening back the medication, hopefully clear your head up a bit. I know things probably aren't making a lot of sense right now…” Well, that was hitting the nail on the head. Your vision started to blacken at the corners, slowly creeping and consuming your field of vision. “Get some more rest.”

Your head felt significantly more clear the next time your eyes opened. A little sore and sorry. The room was quiet. Not a typical hospital room. Grunting softly, it took a little effort to shift your weight and work to a seated position. The family home, your room with Luigi, that was where you were specifically. Part of you was surprised and part of you wasn't all things considered. Curiosity got the better of you before anything else. No one else was in the room, so you took the opportunity to carefully pull back the covers and pull up the shirt. A large wound ran across the left side of your abdomen, sutures keeping the skin shut. Where the knife had entered you and likely where another, that one by skilled hands, tried to do damage control. Across your chest was a marring wound that didn't require sutures as it hadn't pierced flesh deep enough to require such treatment. Alive. You were alive. Something you should be grateful for, even if it broke the streak of never having had surgery.

The door opened.

“Shit, you're awake.” The shirt dropped from your hand, as if you were guilty of doing something that you shouldn't be. Luigi quietly closed the door behind him and moved to the bedside. “Had to replace your liver, bastard really got a good jab into you…” You would never expect him to be all that great at comfort and it was apparent he was struggling at the moment. Giving him a reprieve, you offered a small smile.

“And I take it that he was relieved of his own?” That seemed to lessen his worry and the uneasy nature about him that was a little unnatural feeling. As if he had been unsure how you would handle everything. “I'm honestly a little surprised to be awake at all…”

“It was close,” he admitted. “Doctors weren't all that sure you were going to wake up.” He settled down on the edge of the bed, careful to not jostle you too much.

“I thought I was dead when my knees hit the ground.” Which was the truth. You had accepted that your dying act had been protecting the man beside you. A worthy trade in your eyes.

“Shit fucking security has been dealt with too. How the fuck he got in there and that close with a weapon is ridiculous.” The words grew in volume, Luigi seething as if the event was happening all over again. It was a valid point. No one should have ever gotten that close or been allowed in with a hidden blade. Everybody was supposed to be checked. Not only to keep the Largo's safe but for the general safety of the event. It looked bad when shit like what had happened actually happened.

“And the PR nightmare that is surely causing a shitstorm?” He rolled his eyes in response.

“Nothing that you have to worry about right fucking now. You aren't getting paraded in front of the press until you can actually stand up.” Judging by the fact that you were able to sit up with pain, you thought that it may be at least a week before you would be able to get yourself to your feet and put on a face that did not show just how much discomfort and pain that you were in. Being able to school your features was too important in order to maintain appearances, so you would have to take it careful.

“Right.”

“I mean it. I don't give a shit what my father says. You are staying in bed and healing until you get a clear from the other docs.” You held up a hand, hoping to placate the man before he ended up stabbing whoever came into the room next. A high possibility on a normal day but judging by the slight redness to his cheeks, he was particularly worked up.

“I'll keep my ass in bed until given the all clear.” Repeating back the near order had him pausing and returning his eyes to yours. It accomplished just what you had hoped as his shoulders dropped a bit, his body going just slightly more slack. Tension unwinding from a constantly tense man. There was something on the tip of his tongue as he went to start speaking and thought better of it after a second. Silence reigned for a moment, neither of you willing to say something right away, for different reasons. You wanted to know what it was that he had been ready to say, while he was restraining himself. Until finally, finally he broke.

“Did you need any more Zydrate?” Ah, now it made sense. As uncomfortable as you were starting to be, the dull throbbing becoming more insistent and increasing in intensity as you sat there, you weren't willing to mask it. For multiple reasons. One of which was clearly on his mind. Shaking your head, you decided to recline yourself slowly instead, hoping it relieved enough pressure on the wounds to calm them down mildly.

“No, I'm okay. Would be preferable to not have to take any more.” It was impossible to miss the small sigh that rushed out of him. One addict in the family was enough. “Rather be uncomfortable and have a clear head anyway. Hated that I couldn't understand what was being told to me when I woke the first time.”

“It gets bad enough you don't need to go being a martyr. Take the fucking medicine, okay?” You nodded your consent, even though you both knew that there was a likelihood that you would ignore it entirely. His hand engulfed yours again and you used what little strength that you had left to give him a tug. A silent request for him to just lay down beside you. He grumbled a bit, an attempt at putting on a show, before he did just that. Carefully, his body settled down onto the bed beside you and with just as much care, his arm wrapped around your waist. Warmth seeped into your skin. Settling enough that you began to drift off once more.

[ellenblogs-blog]

Headcanons for rottmnt villains

Baron Draxum

You've never beaten Draxum in rock paper scissors. Therefore, when you tried to solve some everyday issues with the help of this game, you were defeated, but sometimes Draxum gives in to you. He admits it after a while, but he likes to see your joyful face

Big mama

Big mom loves to spoil you and it's no secret, but if you spoil her, she breaks up. It's not necessarily something expensive, she enjoys every little thing that you give her, even a keychain makes her smile big

Hypnopotamus

Hypno brings home stray animals. There's nothing you can do about it, because the animals are really cute. So while Hypno takes care of them, you find them loving homes and good shelters via the Internet

Warren Stone

Because of his small stature, it is difficult for Warren to do some chores around the house. Therefore, he uses you as a ladder to help you on business. It wipes the dust on the upper shelves well. But you are the only one washing dishes

Meat Sweats

Meat Sweats prepares food for you to work or study. He always packs it in nice lunch boxes and you have a note with wishes for a good day. But he will deny everything if you ask him about it.

Repo Mantis

Repo likes to cuddle. But sometimes it can be problematic because of its spikes, they are quite sharp. You have come up with a way to throw a blanket over his body and hug him. It's safe and soft - double the fun

[im-his-druidess]

Hi! im new to your blog so yeah,, but anyways, could you possibly write thomas hewwit, luigi largo, and rz! michael with a goth significant other that loves metal music and horror movies? thank you so much!!!

Thomas Hewitt

Has no idea how to act around you.

Is completely enamored by your bold makeup (if even Luda May complains about it) and is fascinated by your choice in movies.

Find horror movies odd and overly dramatic (he's seen people die. Killed people. They don't really act like that) but he will scavenge for old VHS tapes of horror movies for you.

Likes to watch them with you as you cuddle up to him. Mumbling every so often as he awkwardly yet affectionately pats your head.

Is somewhat frightened of your music, panics when Hoyt starts yelling at you about the loud music, but loves watching you sing along and dance.

Luigi Largo

Isn't phased at all considering his siblings and what he grew up with.

Buys you all the expensive clothing and makeup you could want or even need.

He doesn't mind your style as long as it's expensive. He has a reputation to uphold after all.

Watches movies with you once in a blue moon because he works a lot, but also because some of the movies get him too worked up.

Prefers to have you explain the entire plot in detail either while he works or when you two are eating or about to go to bed.

Definitely finds your music interesting. Likes how invigorating it is and will listen to it sometimes when he's alone.

Michael Myers

Just stares at you for the longest time before poking and smudging your makeup in curiosity.

Finds it interesting and will definitely make masks inspired by your makeup looks to wear around the house.

Doesn't understand your love for horror films, but will begrudgingly sit through them with you.

Don't ask him what he thinks about the movie because chances are he wasn't paying that much attention.

Is curious about your music. Reminds him a bit of the music he listened to as a kid.

Secretly likes when you blast the music up and sing along while cooking or cleaning.

Definitely gets tunes and lyrics stuck in his head and will be irritated the entire time until you play that song again.

Steals clothes or makeup from his victims that he thinks you would like.

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I feel like Luigi would be a bit of a wild one. I think he would be pretty possessive, and rough and I think he’d be into body worship. Maybe period sex too.

You are correct on every single one, Nonnie! I absolutely see Luigi as being possessive and controlling and mostly rough with his S.O. I mean.....most of his screen time was of him yelling and stabbing people lol

Luigi definitely would be extremely possessive of you. Wanting nothing more than to keep you locked up in his room so no one (Pavi) could have a chance to steal you away. He knows that this isn't possible so he tries to know your whereabouts 24/7 or be with you as much as possible instead. You will have your own security escort when, on the odd occasion, you are not with him. He will call frequently and will grow increasingly antsy and aggressive the longer you are out of his reach.

Luigi knows no other way to express his emotions other than to be rough and mean. It's not exactly that he wants to hurt you, or that he likes seeing you tear up in pain, but he's been mean and rough for so long that it takes great effort for him to not take his anger out on you. However, he does have a fascination with seeing his handshaped bruises on your hips and thighs and even around your throat. Will become a bit more gentle after those nights, petting over you and not letting you lift a finger the entire day, tracing his marks with a possessive gleam in his eyes before brushing his lips across any blemish he left on you. Sometimes you would have to remind him to be more gentle, to ease up or calm down, but it overall depends on his mood if he decides to listen to you.

Body worship (Luigi receiving) would be the easiest way for you to calm him down. A few compliments here and there, soft gentle cooing as you clean the blood splatter off his face, and a well-timed submissive kiss against his lips or jaw will have him melting against you. You might even be able to convince him to join you in the shower so you can wash the rest of the blood off of him and further calm him down. He will get unexpectedly gruff and borderline bashful whenever you kiss or trace his scars, muttering, shifting around, and grumbling under his breath the entire time, but will force your hand back if you try to move away. This would also include you getting on your knees for him while he sits at his desk working or when he's on the sofa watching the news or just relaxing. Your head on his lap with his cock in your mouth, cockwarming him to be precise, would be the easiest way to get him to be less aggressive and more relaxed for the next few hours. (Even if he ends up brutally fucking your throat when he wants to come)

Body worship (on you) would definitely be something done in private. Only allowing his soft side to come out when you two are truly alone. As rough as he can be, he can turn it into gentle touches and tender brushes of his lips, murmuring against your skin all the soft confusing emotions that you bring out in him. Would definitely led him to eating you out until you can barely remember your own name as he looks at you with pure adoration. In public, when he's in one of his rare good moods, he will allow you to link your arm through his when you walk down the street or even curl a few fingers around your own if you are in a more public event like a party or at the opera. The sweet touches are only reserved for you.

Period sex would be one of those things that is slowly brought into the bedroom. With his almost compulsive need to be clean and your rather...delicate...situation neither one of you would even think about it at first. He would usher you to the bathroom if you wake up and realize you made a mess of the sheets and he would change the blankets with a few tired grumbles before joining you in the shower. You are usually miserable during this time anyways so you would usually shy away from his more demanding touches. Between the cramping and headaches and mood swings, Luigi first steers very clear away from you, but will eventually join you in bed or on the couch so you can lay against him. It would probably start with something as simple as you grabbing his hand and using it as a makeshift heating pad as you watch a movie together, moving his long fingers with your own almost subconsciously to press against your tender abdomen in a search for relief. Which will lead him to doing it on his own without any prompting, staring at your face intensely as your nose scrunches in pain, but a relieved sigh leaves your lips.

The actual "sex" part won't pop up until you off-handedly mention how you will sometimes ache on the inside. How sore and sensitive you get and his inner sadist would perk up at the idea of mixing pain and pleasure in the bedroom with you. The first time you have to beg him to be slow and gentle because the added warmth and slickness leaves him breathless and chasing after the feeling despite your hisses of pain. You would definitely have to take the reins on these encounters but Luigi is absolutely enthralled watching your face contort in pain even as you gingerly grind against him. Would lead to more sessions of cockwarming, although more for your benefit as he's easing that horrible ache, and he is utterly delighted that something so "dirty" and "taboo" is shared between you two. The more you both indulge in this the more he becomes okay with the mess, stating that it's bearable since it's from you, and when you wake up in the middle of the night a mess Luigi will first roll you over and slip his cock inside you before (much) later letting you up so you both can shower and change the sheets.

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Would you ever write for the other two I mentioned?

My slasher list will grow in time! I do have a bunch of work in the works right now but unfortunately I seriously doubt I will write for Hannable or Charles Lee Ray I love them both but I don't see me writing for them in the future..super sorry but thank you tons for tagging me on your page!! I really appreciate it! <3

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can you pls do a dating headcannon for The twin from the devils carnival x readerpls.is okay if youcant but if you do i really appreciate it.

The Twin x Reader: Relationship H/c’s

Warnings: 1 nsfw + 1 angst h/c

Word Count: 1.6k

( I thought it would be fitting for this to be my first post after my hiatus coz it was the earliest ask in my inbox😭 This was requested before I considered doing requests and then it got lost but once I saw it again in my inbox I got rly excited about it coz idk how the requester knew the Twin was my absolute fav in the Devil’s Carnival. So pookie so sorry this was like a three year long wait😭 I tried to write as much as I could to make up for how long it’s been💖 )

♡ No matter how you ended up in hell (whether it be you died a sinner, you’re a fallen angel, you’re an angel sent to deliver a letter, or you were a mortal who got there by mistake), you met while he got you to play one of his booth games

♡ You won. And he was hooked on you right off the bat

♡ He rigged his own game so he questioned how you managed to win and you just simply explained how you knew tricks to win carnival games

♡ After that, he’s so intrigued by you that he practically follows you around like a lost puppy

♡ Always lurking a meter behind you, just simply observing you

♡ The first time you caught him carelessly following you, “Can I help you?” You snapped as you turned around

♡ He stopped in his tracks, not even trying to hide or make it look like he was doing something else, and just stared at you. He slyly smiled with teeth and wiggled his gloved fingers at you as a wave

♡ You nervously swallowed and hesitantly continued walking, cursing the soft sound of his following footsteps

♡ You thought he was creepy at first with his hunched back and layered voice but you eventually warm up to him since of how often he sticks around you

♡ Once in a relationship, ur done for. Coz there is NO getting rid of him now

♡ He was clingy before with the non-secret stalking, but now that you’re romantically involved he’s practically glued to you, always going back and forth from your left and right side, constantly hovering you like a hawk

♡ Your body is like a magnet to him, he’s always mindlessly inching towards you until your arms are touching. But he can’t help it! He’s cold blooded and you warm him up the best way possible

♡ He’s practically physically clinging around you a few times a day, breathing down your neck type of closeness

♡ Never in a way that made you feel suffocated tho, it actually relaxed you knowing his presence would always be within reach. Plus sometimes he’d be so silent you’d forget he was there, leading to you getting a heart attack when he suddenly said something

♡ He loves scaring you for your cute little reactions, like tapping you on the shoulder and hiding when you turn around, he likes the look on your face and the way your heart jumps

♡ So expect him doing that A LOT

♡ But like, no one else is allowed to scare you though. Just him.

♡ He’s a hisser when he sees demons that are nothing but trouble approaching

♡ No matter how you ended up in hell, he doesn’t like you going off on your own. He knows hell well enough to know that everyone is unforgivingly horny and there’s a handful of untrustworthy and sadistic demons who are always looking for new playthings

♡ So that’s one of the many reasons why he likes to keep you close

♡ Oh he is most certainly the jealous type! He’s practically green with envy anytime he sees you getting along with other demons. He’ll suddenly slip in between you two and claim he desperately needs you for an urgent manner just so he could steal back your attention

♡ Absolutely hates when anyone interrupts your alone time. He won’t yell at the trespasser, not wanting you to know think he wants to hog your attention that badly, but will glare and occasionally hiss until they leave

♡ Omg he DEFINITELY shifts into other people to ask what you really think of him

♡ You subtly catch on tho. Coz like, the Doll would NEVER ask you what your favorite and least favorite thing about the Twin was

♡ You always think about letting him get away with it, but you find it more entertaining to squish the person’s cheeks and look directly in their eyes and say, “(pet name), I know it’s you”

♡ He changes back almost instantly with a grimy pout

♡ Plays with your hair when he teases you

♡ He doesn’t shy away from pda at all, he doesn’t believe he should have to change his affections or tone it down when in front of others. This is Hell after all

♡ He likes taking walks with your arms linked together

♡ Surprisingly, he’s a bit of a romantic: always going above and beyond for dates, never shies away from showering you in his verbal love, you are literally his main priority and the center of his world. He basically organizes his day around you and your needs

♡ He’s kind of an old-fashioned type of lover

♡ Always doing magic tricks for you by your demand, he finds it cute how vividly impressed you get over his illusions no matter how many times he shows you the same tricks

♡ He once considered teaching you the secrets behind the tricks but then he got worried that you would stop being amazed by him

♡ He has a morbidly good memory, he even remembers the most pointless, insignificant things. Though his memory can get annoying in playful bickering or the rare arguments with him bringing up very specific things you’ve said

♡ You sometimes cringe to yourself in the middle of the night over the thought that he remembers all the embarrassing stupid, ignorant things you’ve said

♡ Serious fights are slim to rare in your relationship. He can almost never get mad at you for anything, and even if he does he doesn’t stay mad for very long at all. He literally subconsciously defends you all the time even if it’s him you’re arguing with

♡ His empathy for you also makes you unable to stay mad at him, plus his willingness to cooperation to fix whatever it is you’re mad at him about

♡ He’ll pretend to be grumpy and resent you softly caressing your fingers over his scales, but he secretly ADORES it. Well, he thinks it’s a secret but really everyone knows he likes it

♡ He’s a clinger when asleep. I imagine he’s like a snake curling around you and squeezing so you can't escape

♡ He does like to watch you sleep in the dead of night

♡ If you’re ever separated for something and you have to go somewhere for a certain amount of time, his whole demeanor quite literally deflates due to your absence. He’s so dramatic when he misses you, he acts like you died died

♡ The thing he loves most about you is your assertiveness and how you never stand for anyone disrespecting you or hinting at it, no matter who they are. You’re courageous enough to tell others off and confront anyone about a certain matter

♡ His favorite physical feature of yours is your smile. To him, it brightens up the dark atmosphere of Hell and it fills him up with a foreign feeling. He could stare at your smile for hours, not in a creepy way though… well kind of in a creepy way

♡ He’s a biter, affectionately and sexually

♡ NSFW: Sex with him is insane and very dirty btw, need I remind you again that he’s literally a demon of Hell?

♡ Angst: Deep, deep down in his bones lives the confident fear that this romance won’t last. That either something terrible will happen to you or you will abandon him. He feels as if the end of his blissful happiness is an unavoidable destiny for a demon in Hell like him

♡ One of the many things he’s grateful for and appreciates is your acceptance of him. Like yeah you were definitely freaked out by him upon first meeting but you quickly grew to adore all his little quirks and creepy traits, he’s still a demon after all

♡ He’s also grateful for and appreciates your trust immensely. He knows all too well that trusting your vulnerability and heart in the hands of a demon is the most lethal risk. So the fact that you demonstrate comfort when with him warms a part of his desolated chest that hasn’t ever been touched before

♡ He’s earned that trust of yours by his endless proven loyalty to you and how you’re always his first choice

♡ You will always be his favorite playmate and audience

♡ He enjoys the silent moments with you. What is he thinking about in those moments? He’s wondering what you’re thinking about!

♡ He’s fairly open with you with his feelings but not really his thoughts, he doesn’t want to scare you away… at least badly

♡ He would feel incomplete without you. You are his main source of happiness and he considers you as the one good thing in his life

♡ I think he would quite literally do anything you ask of him, I’m talkin heaven and back for you, and without the restraint of morals holding him back, the possibilities of his request granting are nearly infinite

♡ The effect you’ve had on the double-talker is evident to everyone with eyes. Everyone noticed instantly how he’s literally always with you

♡ Some demons claim he’s gone soft, but they only say that because of how he acts around you (like a wounded puppy), he still has little to no regard for others (others who aren’t you ofc)

♡ Most of them are just secretly mad and envious that the creepy-crawly snakish or lizardish or whatever he is demon got to fall in love

♡ Overall, having this slithery and hissy shape shifter as your companion can get very annoying… but somehow he endlessly makes up for it with his unwavering loyalty and infatuation for you and always keeping each day interesting