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superpussyking · 2 years ago
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OK SO
Reasons I think jolias is autism: the official list: by superpussyking:
Need for routine and sameness:
-He's overly reliant on scheduling and needs everything to be planned out before taking action
-Struggles to make quick impulsive decisions (related to the scheduling thing)
○Literally panic killed leitner because of this
○That scene when he complains he couldn't get anything better to fuck up Martin's idea of Jon.
•I know the point is that Martin's view of Jon is very skewed and therefore hard to break but like- He has a giant evil eyeball, if he could change plans on the spot this wouldn't be a problem.
-Gets very locked into what he's doing and struggles to switch tasks
○The gang making all of their plans when he's scheduling because it'll be difficult for him to stop what he's doing to check on them
-He's been doing the same job for 200 years with like, no complaints.
-(edit) he's had the same haircut for long enough that it is noticeably old fashioned!
○ see mag 192. Rosie mentions that his old-fashioned haircut doesn't fit this young persons face.
Special intrests:
-He's had the same intense intrest with the supernatural and occult for 200 years. Sir that's not being devoted to your patron thats an autism diagnosis.
○On that note, literally devoted his life to it.
- Is a known collector of things and information and information on things.
Social difficulties and masking:
-He gets so much joy role-playing as a normal ish guy in uppermannagment
-actively makes a game out of masking
○Has fun seeing how far he can push the persona. See Jon's birthday tape.
-overall gamifies socializing
○his relationship with Peter. Literally built weird games with the gambling and power play.
○ It's easy to see him only socializing for a purpose.
-He makes scripts for social interactions
○See every time he's psychologically tortured someone. He always mentions he had it prepared.
○It's implied he does this in more casual settings. Using the eye to get information so he can adjust his persona for the person.
•I just know he giggles and twirls his hair like "tehehe the web loves me"
-Has strained relationships
○Is either uninterested in making friends or can't. Either way we don't hear anything about any personal, non business related, contact he could have with anyone but the lukas' (and even then-)
•also only "friends" with the other autisic coded villian, Peter.
○All of Jonahs OGs boyfriends left him (the ones that didn't die anyway) for getting a little too weird. Literally never made a friend after that. If that isn't evidence for strained relationships idk what is.
-Prefers to do things alone unless it's necessary
-Been described as generally off-putting
-Makes too much eye contact
○see Rosie/og Elias' interviews
-Overly formal but also has his employees call him by his first name
○I think it's more of a power play, but I also think it has to do with an autistic way of interpreting power structures.
○A lot of the rules he sets are more focused on function rather than form. It doesn't matter how something gets done just that it happens. I think this is common for autistic people, considering we tend to do things in strange ways to achieve what other people do.
-People watching is like his whole thing. Every autisic person I know likes people watching
-Dry and inappropriate humor
○See every episode he's in.
○ "You won't be able to claim your expenses if you die." Comedy king.
-Ambiguous sexuality
○This is a headcannon- but you can't deny this man is queer coded.
•I think the spillover behaviors from his og time period makes him a specific kind of gender queer that I can not explain just trust me (or feel free to ignore this)
○Autistic people tend to be more likely to be some flavor of queer and a lot of us fall into the ambiguous spaces
Sensory issues? Possible but unlikely:
-Distaste for the corruption could be interpreted as sensory thing
-I don't think there's any really evidence for sensory issues. He just seems like the type of dude to need all of his shirts to be the exact same or he'd implode.
I wouldn't be surprised if he had them and just masked really heavily though.
Stimming? Yeah I think he could stim a little. As a treat:
-Examples of vocal stims when he refers to people by titles instead of their names
○When Basira asks why he says "Honesty, I just like the way it sounds." Ok 🤨
○Someone in the comments of the og post pointed out the "knock knock"s he does and I think you're so right. Kissing you on the lips. He can torment Jon with his childhood door trauma and make a funny little sound? Genius.
-Could interpret the way he likes to speak and formulate his sentences as a type of stimming as well
○I love talking in riddle-like or overly formal ways. It makes me giggle. For him especially since part of the fun is seeing how far he can push the persona.
-Could also interpret using his powers as a type stim because it feeds his special intrest, or that they might provide him with some other type of sensation that he likes
○You could also interpret making too much eye contact as a type of stimming
○Also he's just a freak
- Overall not much here- if he stims it's likely subtle ones. If he does happen to have obvious stims they'd be hidden.
Over all, I think he's autistic and it was never caught because he's high preforming. He actively enjoyes masking becase thats a part of the social game for him. People like that are usually unrecognized and difficult to diagnose. (Unless you're an autistic freak like me who has a weird hyperfixaion 😎)
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Like- this person gets it.
Also he was born before autism was a word that existed. I think that would definitely have something to do with his self perception and why it's not something he'd accept or think is possible for him.
I personally think he's convinced he's neurotypical and if anyone ever told him to his face "I think your autistic" he would crumble into a little puddle.
I tried my best to leave out headcannons (or mark them as headcannon) in this list, but some of them are very intertwined with how I see the character. So it's tricky to pluck out. There's overall little information about his outside life (if he has one) so we can't be too sure.
Exept I'm lying yes I can he's autistic.
I'm just saying Elias Bouchard is autisic but it gets overlooked because a lot of his autisic traits overlap with his evil ones. Also he actively enjoys masking
I made a comprehensive list for every reason I think Elias is autisic and I think that alone should get me an autism diagnosis but that's asides the point. I'm gonna post it later after I clean it up a bit
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trancylovecraft · 4 months ago
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Let's see.. Douma! Upper Moon Two? Leader of the Eternal Paradise Cult? Emotionless demon who likes to eat women specifically for their nutritious value?
Oooooo, This is gonna be a tough one for you!
I view Douma as an Obsessive, Clingy, Possessive and Sadistic yandere.
Obsessive in the way that Douma just can't help but get to know everything about you! His beloved! Every little thing you are- Your hobbies- Your personality- The way your eyes flicker when you're overjoyed. All of it is such a drug to him!
Clingy in the way that you must be close to him at all times, It's a need. Douma will always be touching you in some form, Whether it be an arm around your shoulder- You sitting on his lap or your lips on his. Wherever you are- You must be nearby.
Possessive in the way that you're his with no argument. To him, You are his belonging. And as such if he wants to toy around with you then he will, Your reactions to this only serve to amuse him which leads onto our next point.
Sadistic in the way that he just loves to poke and prod at you to get a reaction. He loves to see you squirm, To cry or laugh. It doesn't matter whether it's positive or negative- As long as you react, He'll be just fine.
Whether you view Douma as a product of his upbringing or an evil-to-the-bone bad guy- It doesn't particularly matter.
I'd think the only way he'd ever become truly obsessed is if you yourself somehow spark something in him. A strike of colour in a greyscale.
I see two ways of this occurring.
The first is where you're a member of his cult. Perhaps a rather beautiful or talented one that manages to ensnare his attention. Perhaps something about you stands out from the others, Or maybe you're average- Who knows? All that matters is that you caught his attention.
The second is where you're a demon slayer. Maybe you're a Hashira or a lower ranked slayer, One that just happens to stumble across a massacre caused by our one and only. Maybe you impress him with your skill, Or Douma may want to save you as a snack for later, Only to grow feelings towards you in the coming times.
I'm gonna go with the first.
Okay. So you're a member of The Eternal Paradise Cult! Let's say you were born into this convent, You grew up in this convent. The Buddhist statues and the prayer ceremonies- It's all you've ever known. You worship some immortal figure with red eyes, Preached to you by your convent's prophet, Douma.
Douma is a rather unfamiliar figure to you. For one, You barely see him- Not having spoken a word to him at all! You only see him during ceremonies and occasionally on night-time walks.
You're described by your fellow men and women of faith as a woman with a sweet and demure nature. You're known for the way you can bond with a Shamisen, How your fingers run across the strings and you can serenade crowds in an instant.
But you don't perform for the cult, Not like some of the other girls- No.
You much prefer to keep your talent's to yourself, Maybe play a private concert if another member asked you nicely enough. Despite the constant praise- You don't particularly think that you're good enough to perform, Let alone for his grace!
Maybe one day if you improve.. Perhaps someday..
Douma himself is a man of the arts. He enjoys dancing, He has women flock to him to play their music for him. Tapestries of fine colour hang from every wall in the convent.
So it's safe to say as he's taking a stroll through one of the more secluded area's of the convent, He pauses once he hears such a beautiful melody.
Now Douma, Despite his penchant for the Arts- Isn't particularly moved by it. Though he enjoys the tune of a biwa or a koto, Enjoys the colours upon a pallet- Nothing really touches his heart, Nothing really makes him feel much as usual.
However there was something about this tune, Something about the way that shamisen was being strum.. It was interesting for him, It was a tune he hadn't ever heard in his centuries of living..
So he slides open the shoji door, Stepping inside as his eyes search the room..
To land on you.
You sat there on your knees, The shamisen delicately cradled within your arms as you tug at the strings with a pick. It was such a strong yet gentle tune you hummed along to, Not quite noticing him yet, Too invested within your instrument to care about your surroundings.
Douma finds it rather.. Amusing. Yes. That was the word. He stood there, His golden fan splayed across his mouth to conceal the expression laid upon his face. The music was so much more.. Poignant now that he was closer.
You're jolted out of your trance by the clearing of a throat.
You turn around with a mild expression, Ready to greet and/or apologise for the noise to whatever person that walked in here- Only to come face to face with the founder himself.
"O-Oh my- Your grace! I didn't notice your presence, I apologise-"
You quickly set your shamisen to the side, Lowering down so that your forehead kissed the tatami mats, Bowing to him in deep respect. Your heart thunders in your chest, Still reeling from the shock of seeing him there.
Douma finds that funny, The fan fluttering over his face to conceal the amusement on his face. He steps forward, Telling you to raise your head in such a kind and friendly voice.
He tells you that he had been on a stroll when he heard such beautiful noise. He asks you if you were the one to play it, Even though he already knows the answer to it.
You blush in embarrassment, Nodding your head as you gesture down to your shamisen. You feel both flattered and awkward that he had heard you play, And even call it beautiful..!
Douma asks you to play again, So you do. By the end of it he's clapping, Smiling, Telling you how the gods have blessed you with a talent none other has. He invites you to play for him tonight, Telling you that you should join the girls that do it on the regular.
And you- Of course- Aren't one to deny his grace, Are you? Especially since he had taken the time out of his day to listen to your music and call it beautiful..
So tonight you play for him, You do the best you can.
And that's how it is.
You join his little group of women who play for him each night and admittedly you enjoy it. Douma himself takes a rather keen liking to your talents, So do the other girls in your group.
Suddenly in your solitary life you gain much more friends, More recognition for your talents. Douma makes sure to keep you as one of his best musicians, Something that makes you so excited- To be so favoured by His Grace..!
And at some point, He promotes your status even higher to become apart of his harem. You have such a pretty face after all, And hey, There's a new space ever since he accidentally ate another girl who was apart of the harem. So don't worry about crowding him!
Your quick rise through the ranks of Eternal Paradise surprises you and your friends. All of this happens so fast- But you don't question it to Douma, His judgement is absolute of course! He's a messenger of the gods, So of course this all must be natural..!
It's difficult to say where he grows an obsession.
Though I'd say that it comes all at once, Douma has not point where it begins to 'grow', No, One moment he could be acting just as he usually does and the next he could be on his knees, Pupils in heart shapes as he fawns over you like a lovesick puppy.
Though I doubt he would actually show it, Though that's certainly how he feels on the inside when it does happen. Douma keeps these new emotions in check, Only really letting the 'louder' parts of it out in private.
But lets say that this obsession happens months into you joining his harem. You haven't gotten intimate with him yet to your surprise.
Lets say that during a festival down in the nearby village of Hiyohara- A celebration that your convent celebrates with the upmost favour is occurring once more. It's a favoured holiday of yours- A time you love and cherish while spending it with your family.
But somehow this time you end up with Douma, Maybe because you became lost in the crowd and just lingered near the familiar figure of His Grace. Maybe he let you accompany him, Even though he had no care for you at this point in time.
Maybe he saw it as entertainment, Maybe you amuse him.
But either way you're with him now, Wandering around the festival in Hiyohara, Following him to try out whatever he chooses to do.
But somehow- Things develop.
As you're wandering around, Following him along- You trip.
Your foot gets caught on a rock, Your eyes barely being able to widen before you faceplant dead into a puddle caused by last nights rain.
Your clothing is ruined, Your face is covered in muck. You're not injured but you push yourself up on bruised elbows. Douma flicks his fan across his face, Concealing
He expects you to feel ashamed- To break down in embarrassment- You were with him after all, All his cultists would never-
But you don't.
You don't break down or seem ashamed to have embarrassed yourself in front of him, No- Instead you laugh. You begin to giggle, Smiling as you wipe the mud off your face and swipe it off your hair- Saying how clumsy you were for tripping.
Your laugh.
It was music to him.
To see that unaltered- Raw- Human emotion displayed on your face was enrapturing to him and he had no idea why. The way your eyes lit up, The way your grin stretched from ear to ear in a shameless mirth before him.
For some reason- Douma felt his heart begin to thump in his chest.
As soon as you get up you notice how he has gone rigid, Completely solid as if he was frozen in time. You can see how his expression just looks absolutely shocked, His usually pale- Stark white skin beginning to redden around the face.
You don't understand what was happening.
Douma on the other hand was going through what was almost a religious experience. Suddenly he notices the world around him, His heart pounding, His eyes widening. He can feel sensations flooding through his chest- His cheeks and his heart.
He feels alive.
And it all came from.. You?
Douma in the following days/weeks definetly changes his behaviour. For the first time in his centuries old life he feels love- He feels joy- Excitement even! He can barely believe it, Almost in denial at first.
At it all occurs when he's around you. You.
Douma doesn't question stuff like this, Stuff he see's as silly. But what he also sees is you, How wonderful you are- How much you bring out this addictive emotion inside of him. He doesn't care how you did it- Not in the slightest.
Douma definetly begins to get much more favourable towards you, Even more so than before. Every night you will play your music for him and he will listen, All the while his eyes trail across your face, Your body. All admiring with a gleam in his eyes.
Expect him to make much more appearances where you are. His smile on his face as he makes his way towards you, Ignoring the shocked looks of the other cultists who can't believe that His Grace has shown up amongst them.
Douma definetly gets more touchy, More friendly with you. A hand on your shoulder? An arm around your waist? If he's feeling ballsy then maybe a small kiss on the corner of your lips as he leans down towards your ear to tell you what music he wants you to play for him later.
You don't question the intimacy- No, You're apart of his harem, That's to be expected but..
Think of this all as an experimentation stage for Douma. What he's doing, His intimacy and his extra time with you is to make sure that what he's feeling comes from you and you alone- Not some other factor changing that.
And once he gets his results?
Yeah. No. He's hooked.
I'd say up until this point everything is relatively normal with him, Well- As normal as you can get with Douma but I digress. You go about your daily life, Play music for him each night while Douma continues to feast on his cultists as ceremonial practice all the while his mind lingers to you.
But that doesn't last for very long.
As Douma takes one of his daily walks through the halls of the convent- A habit he picked up out of boredom during the day- He pauses.
Douma was stopped beside a corner, Looking out through an open door to see two figures standing within the sun-soaked gardens. He can't really see who it is at first, Considering that both backs were turned but..
One of them- He could tell it was you.
You were giggling, Admiring the prospering plant life around you as you stood next to some unknown figure. You were almost brushing shoulders with him, A smile on your face as you looked at him, Your shamisen held delicately in your hands.
In any other scenario, Douma wouldn't care about what was going on- He wouldn't even bat an eye but-
You were too close to him, Yes, Douma thought. You smiled at him so brightly that it felt like the sun was sizzling at Douma's skin. You seemed happy to be there with.. With that man. You had your shamisen, Did you play it for him..?
Oh no.
Oh no no.
Douma felt his eye twitch. Felt his innards begin to turn and his blood run even colder than it ever did.
What was this?
This feeling in his stomach that made the rest of him feel as frozen as ice.
Why were you with him?
Who was he?
Shouldn't you be back inside out of the sun, Where he was? Away from whatever human man was talking to you so freely right now.
He could just rip his guts out right now, Would you like that? He could just tear and tear away at his flesh for you if you wanted, Would that get you away from that man and back to him?
Douma didn't like this new feeling in his veins. He grasped at his stomach, His eyes widening as he felt his body react to this disgusting sensation. He didn't like this feeling. He didn't like it one bit.
Douma's smile is near contorted on his face as he watches the two of you walk away amongst the gardens. He near keels over, Holding on the corner for support.
He didn't like this feeling.
He didn't like how you talked to that man so freely.
...
That man.
It's a day like any other, At least that's how it starts out. You wake up in your room as usual, Get dressed, Do your hair and makeup before walking out into the hallways to head to breakfast.
As apart of Douma's harem, You're allowed to take partners other than him, Douma isn't usually jealous so the rest of his harem tend to have partners of their own.
You too, Have followed in their footsteps as you met another cult member that you hit it off with. He seemed to enjoy your music, Laugh at your jokes and vice versa. He was a nice guy, Someone you got along with well.
And it was obvious you both shared looks between each other.
So as you enter the breakfast hall it comes as a shock to hear that he had ran away during the night. It's heresy to the convent to forsake your religion by running away, You had just seen him yesterday and he was plenty faithful then so-
Why had he ran?
You ask Douma about this but he just waves you off with a saddened look across his face, Saying that some people just aren't able to be enlightened, That they stray from the path.
And you believe him. Of course you do.
He's your leader after all.
Soon after that things change.
Douma has requested that you now sleep with him in his quarters, A move that has shocked both you and the rest of the faithful. The rest of the harem has never gotten the privileges of sleeping in the same bed with him, Even after 'session's per se.
Douma requests your presence much more often, Always disguising it as wanting to hear you play your shamisen but it always ends up with a cup of sake and a conversation.
His physical touch becomes much more intimate now, Much more public. A kiss on the lips is common, His hands squeezing your cheeks like you're the cutest thing even more so.
He views other humans as cattle, But not you- No.
It's a shock to find out that one day during a sermon, Douma declares that the gods have sent him a wife. An eternal lover. It's even more shocking when his eyes lock on yours, Telling everyone that it is you who the gods have declared to be his partner.
You're absolutely shocked, But also terrified.
You can't be sent by the gods. You just.. Couldn't.
You're showered in gifts by the cult, Praised and honoured as the God's new gift to them but all you can think of is how.. Fake this all seems. The way Douma looked at you during his declaration, Something about it seemed so.. Wrong.
Something wasn't right.
Douma himself is thrilled to have this work out for him. Declaring that you were chosen by the God's worked well- Made sure that you wouldn't try to go for anyone else as well.. You're no longer apart of his harem, You're promised to him and him alone.
Having other romantic interests is out of the question now.
If you do show signs, Any at all, Of being interested in another man..
You'll be told they've ran away during the night- Or got chosen for the next Ascension.
That reasoning doesn't seem to make sense anymore.
Expect Douma to be with you at all times now, Your ability to go wherever you pleased in the convent revoked in favour of staying in his quarters with him. If you want to go out you must be with him.
He lives through your emotions. If you're sad, He's sad. If you're happy, He's happy. He feeds off of your feelings like a parasite, You're something he can invest what rotten soul he has into.
Which is why he tries to make you as happy as possible.
You want food? Delivered with the finest of cutlery. You want expensive clothes? Your closet is filled to the brim the next day. You want jewellery? Made with the largest of gems and polished until it hurts the eye.
Even if you're humble and don't want the richest of things- You'll get it anyways. Douma can't have his wife- A woman declared to be sent from their god walking around in 'rags' now can he?
When sleeping in his bed expect to be the small spoon. When you are, Douma holds you just a bit too close to him, His nose buried in your hair. Even when you're fast asleep he's wide awake.
He leaves after a while to do as he usually does, But he always spends an unordinary amount of time just laying with you.
You bathe with him now in his private bathhouse. Douma love to take baths in sake so you'll be doing the same with him, Often times on his lap. It's up to your imagination what happens afterwards.
He also enjoys dancing so he'd expect you to try learn some. Even though it's not your forte (That belonging to music-) You try your best to keep up with him, Nervously now.
He doesn't let you talk to nobody anymore, No one that's not the monks or a very trusted group of people that Douma approves of.
You're now to be worshipped along with him as a gift from the gods, Offerings given to both you and Douma now.
Douma I think may actually try to drink some of your blood- Perhaps collecting it while you slept or bringing it up as a sort of 'ritual' for lovers that you've "just not heard of."
Once he does get a hold of your blood, Expect him to savour it like ambrosia, The taste better than marechi as he eagerly sips away at it.
He'd turn you into a demon at some point, However not now as he still values your human qualities. Douma still wishes to keep you like this until the day comes where he decides to immortalise you as a demon.
If you try to bring up your doubts to Douma about being sent from the gods, Douma will try to convince you that you were- Your beauty- Your skills- All of this was made for him.
It's an honour to be with him.
You agree, Right?
Douma, Despite his lack of emotions can read you like a book. He can tell that you're growing suspicious, That you've got a gut feeling that something was wrong. He tries to tell you that it's just jitters..
If you ever find out about Douma's demonic nature..
Screaming, Crying, Throwing up. You're horrified, Absolutely petrified that you've been worshipping a demon your entire life without even knowing about it. You gave gifts to him, You praised him, You worshipped him-
The amount of people he must've eaten- The amount of lives he must've taken-!
Trying to run away would be insanely- And I mean insanely difficult. The convent is already guarded to keep people in and with you there is extra supervision not just from the monks but Douma himself too.
The only way I ever see you actually escaping would be playing the long game and doing it during the daytime, But I'm talking about years here- Douma can read you, If he suspects you of not being all that devoted to him then he'll know.
If you actually do succeed in escaping then Douma would go insane. And I mean it. He'd slaughter members of his cult in a rage, His talons tearing through their skin like paper as he rampages.
This emotion is new to him after all- Anger, Desperation. All of this is so incredibly potent because of it, No one to keep him in check since you escaped.
If you thought him discovering Jealousy was bad..
Douma would get a hold of himself after a while however, No- Douma is an intelligent demon. He's conniving and collected, He just lost it for a little bit.. Just a bit. Don't worry, He's back to normal.. He's collected himself.
Douma will never stop looking for you. Members of his cult may even be dispatched to look for you while he does so at night-time. Your scent is memorised in his head, He'll follow whatever trail he can get- He'll track you down one way or another.
He presents himself as less-than-good at tracking- However that all changes when it comes to you.
If he finds you, You'll be dragged back kicking and screaming all the while Douma has that same smile on his face. He's passive aggressive for sure, Making sure you hurt yourself in your struggle all the while demeaning you.
If you were hiding out in any town or village then Douma will massacre everyone and anyone in your vicinity. He'll drag their corpses back with him too, Food for later- Food for your transformation.
You'll become a demon, Douma is not loosing you again. He'll cut open his arm and hold you down, Forcing you to drink his blood- Knowing that Muzan will accept this new demon as the last two turned out to be promising.
He'll make you eat the bodies of the people you use to love- Your friends, Your family. All the while telling you that this is what happens when you try to disobey him in such a happy tune.
Despite how fake he seems, He really is genuine when he tells you how much he loves you- How overjoyed he is to have you back.
All the while wiping the blood off your lips with his thumb.
Leaning in to kiss you surrounded by the flesh of dozens.
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hopelesslydevoted2paige · 5 months ago
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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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PAIGE BUECKERS
drabbles
live moments
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casual, get her back! — paige makes drunken mistakes and you figure out where you both stand
imgonnagetyouback — you bump into paige at the bar after breaking up with her.
there for you — paige wakes up from her surgery and sees you by her side.
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my girl — emily and reader go live and answer questions that lead to cute moments
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on-screen — emily gets a little protective while watching the new series that you star in
graduate — your parents find a way for emily to be at your graduation
NIKA MUHL
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KK ARNOLD
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24hlevi · 3 months ago
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hihi!! can i request ben (sbg) x male reader with social anxiety and bad vision? headcannons please :)
as someone with both social anxiety and bad vision i felt this was made for me, thank you for requesting 🫡
— GOT ANXIETY?
ben clark (sbg) x male!reader
warnings/tags: language, established relationship, mention of anxiety attacks
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• having social anxiety wasn't very fun, especially at school where you were constantly surrounded by other people who could judge you or say something behind your back
• thankfully, ben was very helpful with things to help calm you down if you were having an anxiety attack, while he won't say anything, his presence is enough to help you
• also with your bad eyesight, ben was helpful like making sure to bring an extra pair of reading glasses or a cleaner when you forget to bring them
• if you use contacts and hate putting them in (me) ben will totally help you put them in. did he accidentally poke you in the eye the first time? yes, but he was a master after that! however if you want colored ones like aiden he will straight up tell you no
• ben does quite a few things that help with your anxiety, especially with how perceptive he is and can notice when you're starting to freak out. his first resort is grabbing your hand and gently rubbing his thumb on your skin, which usually works when he can see the beginning of your freak out, then if that doesn't work he ends up dragging you to a private area so you can panic alone without anyone to see, if that doesn't work, well then he just sits in the bathroom with you and calmly rubs your back
• ben remembers what sparks your anxiety, he has a little note in his phone of all the things that could possibly cause an anxiety attack of some kind, so he can easily tell when it's happening
• ben understands your social anxiety, so he tries not to have aiden around you all the time since that boy is a terrible person to be around if you have social anxiety seeing as he has none, and if you're hanging out with the group ben tries to keep you as included as possible without freaking you out by aiden's insanity
• ben is 100% a nap taker to avoid stress/anxiety PROVE ME WRONG. he will totally take naps with you if you want to help with your anxiety and bro will sleep for hours if you don't set an alarm
• plus he loves spending time with you without others so it's perfect for him and you :]
• ben uses his text to speech to try and help give you calming advice when you're having anxiety, but the default voice it talks in makes you laugh every time and forget what you were anxious about. ben has thought about changing it but if it helps you, he keeps it the way it is
• social anxiety sucks at school, and the group are basically your personal guard dogs with ben beside you making sure no one even glances at you weird or else there's 6 angry teens looking 😑at them
• it's even worse if you go out in public somewhere with the group, cause if there's any slightest thing that starts to give you anxiety they all are asking what's wrong, if you need anything, etc. while ben just stands there like ☺️ cause he's so glad you're getting along with his friends
• ben is a 10/10 boyfriend and he proves that every day by reminding you to put your contacts in or take them out before bed, cooking you your favorite foods once you get home from school if it was a bad day, and spending time with you 24/7 are just a few of the things
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yameoto · 1 year ago
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OMG I JUST SEEN YOUR CHARACTER LIST THAT YOU WRITE FOR CAN YOU PLEASE GIVE SOME GHOSTFACE SAM X READER RELATIONSHIP HEADCANNONS 🤍
SAM CARPENTER GHOSTFACE HEADCANONS ! and yes i do have a bot for this.
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✗ warnings ; murder, controlling behaviour, manipulation, general ghostface girlfriend toxicity. nsfw at bottom dom/sub. marking, knife!kink, free-use ment
protectiveness dialled to the MAX. if you think she was bad before its nothing compared to now. and i mean kill-people-who-look-at-you-the-wrong way type of bad. "oh, don't even worry, baby. i took care of it."
she has to be near you at all times; scratch that—has to be TOUCHING you at all times. seriously cant stand it when you're not wrapped around her fucking koala and will make it everyone's problem.
would never ever EVER hurt you. she hurts people for you—no matter if you want her too or not. besides, she has other ways of keeping you quiet.
when she took off the mask she wasn't even the slightest bit worried, as fucked up as that sounds. she knew you'd never leave her; you love her too much, she loves you too much. how could you ever give her up? she did this all for you.
calls you "doll" or "angel" almost exclusively—but not just that. you're her doll, you're her angel—her own precious little thing and you're never gonna leave her, okay?
but one can never be too sure; so she isolates you from all your friends to make sure you really can't leave. controlling to the point where if you lived with her you wouldn't be able to leave the house without her. but that's okay—she's doing it because she loves you. she's protecting you.
because she's off her meds she starts to see billy more and more, and she won't take them no matter how much you beg her too. sometimes you wake up to her see her sitting up staring blankly at the wall, eyes slightly glazed-over as if she's seeing something that's not there and it scares you too fucking pieces. it'll happen sometimes in public, too, like when someone gets a little too touchy with you or even, sometimes, when you get on her nerves ; which is definitely the most terrifying one.
(he's telling her to make you hers. telling her to take you for herself and leave a bloody fucking mess in her wake. whoever the fuck thinks they could ever take you from her is in for nasty, gory surprise.)
you're her anchor point. you're the only one who can ever calm her down if it gets too much. and you can tell, too, when chad's just running his mouth a bit too loudly and her hand is twitching towards the butcher's knife on the counter and you have to twist round and cup her cheeks, pepper kisses to her lips and she just melts — all potentially murderous urges forgotten as she wraps your arms around you.
nsfw !
so fucking handsy. CANNOT keep her hands off you. has the annoying tendency to squeeze your ass or tits whenever she walks past
even when you're in public which makes it so fucking degrading. you could be talking to a stranger at the club and she'll just lean over to grope your tits in full view of the guy you're talking to. just so fucking casual as she strides past, like its the most normal thing in the world.
and tbh it kind of IS, so when the guy stands up all angry for you and you're just sitting there spluttering and have to go "no i— i let her.." like the little slut you are
so so rough in bed. borderline violent. she just can't help it, not when you get that delicious spark of fear in your eyes and you plead with her with those plush, parted lips like you're just begging to be used and abused.
obsessed with leaving bruises and hand-prints on you during sex. gives her the deepest pleasure to see you all marked up, so clearly hers. it makes her cock stand up just thinking of it.
has made you walk around the house completely naked after a good bruising before just to admire her handiwork. and to make you easy for use, of course.
marking you up with her initials on the base of your neck so everybody knows that you’re hers.
definite knife!kink. dragging the dull edge of the blade along your thigh.. smiling to herself as you tremble under the cold, cold metal grazing your folds.
fucking you as she does it—fingers swirling so goddamn slowly that makes your eyes water, each time she flicks your clit your body screams at you—but you can’t move. bc there's a knife right fucking there and then it'll be your fault if she hurts you—not hers. she told you to keep still, didn't she?
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howtotrainabraincell · 2 months ago
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I was curious if you had any head canons pertaining to Malik Al-Sayf and him as a person? Let's forget that he is an assassin for a second and focus on him as an individual. Like is he comfortable with the loss of his left arm or is he embarrassed by it? What sparked his interest in maps and making them? Why was he so close with Kadar his baby brother? The more humanizing elements.
INDEED, I DO HAVE HEADCANNONS ABOUT THE DAI OF JERUSALEM! Ahem... But fr tho I do have a lot of head cannons about Malik as a person.
I don't know why...but he gives major "I'm abusive and angry toward the idiot novice but I'm actually really sweet" vibes. I think he's a total sweetie bear behind constantly humbling Altair lol
I think we ALL know that Altair's redemption arc wouldn't have been the same without Malik's verbal bashings and occasional scroll throwing.
About the loss of his left arm...
He was angry at first. Very angry. He had plans of how he wanted to help the Brotherhood and further their cause he so believes in, and then suddenly it was all taken away. He was told that he could no longer be in the field lest he be unnecessarily slain and then sent to Jerusalem. (This winds up fueling his spite and he became obsessed with mastering one armed swordsmanship...to the point where he could put two armed Altair on his ass lol)
Now he did go of his own free will, but he knew they put him in charge to soothe any battered ego he had. The man felt that it was a form of pity and emotional smothering. He had felt that Al Mualim had "requested" him to depart from Masyaf as a way to keep him from killing Altair... because he wanted to. He had felt...betrayed by what he believed in after it took so much from him and then it just swept him to the side like an old sandal. But being away and trying to focus on his responsibilities helped. Being alone also gave him time to cool down from his anger and focus on mourning his baby brother which he needed a lot of time to do.
He's not necessarily embarrassed by losing his arm, but he does feel inconvenienced by it from time to time. Forgetting that he no longer has a left hand to multitask and reach for things with. He was mad when he discovered that he couldn't carry as many books as he used to be able to, but he's smart so he found ways to get by (one of them including making a certain novice carry them lest he refuse and get bonked on his hooded coconut)
Malik can handle himself and you just KNOW that he mastered his f- you glare by giving the death stare to anyone who looked for too long ahaha. He does not appreciate staring AT ALL. He has eyes to make eye contact with hello. He also gets tired of explaining his sudden missing limb and of people expressing sympathy at the beginning because it just refreshes everything - plus he's Malik Al-Sayf OKAY he doesn't need BOTH ARMS to be a BADASSARINO.
He also feels vulnerable from time to time, and he doesn't like that one bit. He already lives a high alert lifestyle so losing his arm put him on peak "don't touch me or I won't hesitate" mode. The vulnerability wore on him for a while but eventually he became confident enough in his skills to protect himself again and his love helped too.
Though in a way he does appreciate the new awareness that losing his arm has brought him. It made him more reactions quicker and he became more responsive - such as a catching a falling book in the blink of an eye or blocking the cat from bapping his quill in the inkwell and knocking it over lol. (He has a cat in there with him and you CAN'T TELL ME OTHERWISE)
As for his interest in maps and making them...
We know that Malik was jealous of the way that Altair from a young age was "the favorite" of Al Mualim - so we can assume that he does in fact feel jealousy and it affects him on different levels. Whether it consists of the manifestation of saltiness toward the one he's jealous of, or it results in him learning a new skill. SO -
Malik was jealous of the eagles. Yes, the bird. He was always jealous of how they could fly so high up into the sky and see everything, everywhere, far and wide from multiple angles, and it made him wonder if such a thing was possible for him. When he could, he loved climbing up to high places - not to perform the Leap of Faith - to see the view from above. He loved it. And it made him think about other ways he could see everything from different perspectives.
Then he discovered Cartography. Needless to say, he was ecstatic lol. Map making for him was the perfect way to achieve what he wanted. He could have an Eagle Eye view of a large area from multiple perspectives and see everything just like he wanted. He could even make multiple versions of it from different angles! He could make a map of Masyaf from his POV in the mountains OR from the top of the Bureau.
I also think that him being so into cartography is a bit of a traumatic response. If he has a map and he knows the place intimately or can study it to see what it holds, he feels better about sending someone there or going himself. He didn't know what the Temple of Solomon held that day...and if he had he would have made Kadar stay home.
I even have a head cannon that Malik makes multiple versions of maps not just from different perspectives and to have backup copies, but to troll people haha. You telling me that this man wouldn't make a fake as hell map to fool Templars in case they stole them? I just KNOW he gave Altair multiple maps and told him to keep the true one on his person so if the enemy was successful in snatching the maps they'd get BAMBOOZLED ACK-
Finally, you wanted to know why I think he was so close with his baby brother Kadar...
I believe that he was so close with his baby brother Kadar because he's a family man, he's loyal, and he loves hard. They didn't really have their parents growing up so more oft than not he felt alone in the world. But no matter how alone he felt Kadar was always there for him, whether it was annoying him, joking with him, or just sitting with him. He fell into the role of big brother easily and got used to being the protective provider. Without Kadar he no longer had someone to care and look out for and Malik didn't know what to do with himself besides bury himself in his work.
It felt like a knife to heart when he lost the only family he had ever truly had because he knew that the Brotherhood was merely a figment of family - not the true family that he wanted. He had always dreamed of Kadar and him having their own families and bringing them both together to be one big happy family. But when Kadar was killed the reality of that dream never coming true...hit him hard.
Malik was also incredibly angry by the slaughtering of his brother Kadar because he was so young. He had so much potential and so much life to live - and it was taken like it had never even existed. He had imagined teasing Kadar about falling in love when the time came, the pride he would feel watching his baby brother one day become a Master Assassin as he had always dreamed of, the happiness he would feel on behalf of his little brother when he became a father. He had imagined what it would've been like to grow old and have Kadar crack jokes about aching bones and greying hair. Malik had imagined watching his little brother grow up the same way parents would anticipate watching their child grow.
Now, for the rest of his life he'll be tortured by "what ifs" and possibilities that will never happen. Malik felt robbed of the one true gift he had ever received in his life - especially as most people in his position don't get what he had. Family.
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tokosparrow · 1 year ago
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May I please request Matthew Patel x reader protective headcannons? He is everything to me right now.
a/n: he’s literally my everything right now as well so thank you anon, let me know if you had something else in mind!! plus im listening to a matthew themed spotify playlist to help me get inspired :3
> i feel like matthew is pretty protective person in general, even before the two of you started dating (maybe he just had a huge crush on you)
> he always suggest you to hold onto his arm whenever you two are out in public and there’s a huge coward, he doesn’t want you to get lost and possibly get hurt.
> plus when you two shared your first kiss and saw sparks, he swore to himself to protect you at all cost, you two practically are soulmates :3
“you’re like a valuable gem in which i have to protect…or something…”
> he always has an excuse to have you on the one side of a sidewalk while he walks on the side where it faces the road when you two have a daily walk.
“but what if you get hit by a car :(..?”
“matthew….”
> whenever there’s something loud happening, whether if it’s a threating or not, he always puts himself infront of you and shield you, placing his hands over your head. he doesn’t like seeing you hurt okay :(?
“you okay (Y/N)?”
“mhm :)”
“good :)”
> but when you do somewhat get hurt, even if it’s like pretty small, he just like kissing it, which lead to kissing your face and lips which helps you forget how you got hurt in the first place, he’s such a sweetheart <3
> there’s even some times when you two have a sleepover at his or your house where when if you ever sleep first he just likes being close and keeping an eye on you, first to just admire you, and second to keep watch before going to bed himself.
> he likes wrapping his arms around you as he sleeps because it feels like he’s using his body as a sort of shield for you as you too sleep at these sleepovers or cuddling and such, he also just like hugging you in general <333
> in general, he’s very protective of you because he loves you and just doesn’t like it when you get hurt even if it’s big or small!!
matthew patel my beloved <3333
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yarameijer · 9 months ago
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Hi!
OMG are you the writer who wrote "Accidental Reverse"?!
If so, I'm a Huge fan!!!
Anyways... How are you?
If you accept headcannons or drabbles, what are your thoughts on Shindou and Tenma? How would you explain their relationship? Do you have any headcannons about them?
... I should probably stop here, so... Thank you so much for your AMAZING stories! I can't wait for what ideas you have in the future!
Take care and keep up the great work!!!
Heyhey! Yes, I am that writer! I’m good, super busy with exams and finishing my research tho, but hopefully I’ll get some more free time again eventually. Yes, I accept both headcanons or drabbles (as long as it works with my story universe), but I’m VERY bad at actually finishing drabbles haha…
Okay so I LOVE Tenma and Shindou’s dynamic, so thank you very much for giving me the opportunity to ramble about it XD
Shindou and Tenma’s relationship is, in one word, complex. As we all know, Shindou at the start of the anime doesn’t particularly like Tenma because of his behavior towards soccer, for two reasons: he thinks Tenma is very naive and his thoughtless actions will not only get himself in trouble, but also everyone else (and at this point, if Shindou has to choose between the team he’s been a part of for a year and a kid he’s met a day ago, it’s not even a choice).
The second reason is that he understands. Shindou loves soccer too. In a prestigious family where achievement is everything, soccer sometimes felt like the only thing he could just do for fun, not because he had to be good at it. And he was good at it.
But Fifth Sector ruined it for him, and the only reason he hasn’t left the club yet is because he feels a responsibility towards his teammates and because this is the only way he still gets to do what he loves, even if it’s twisted. So when he meets Tenma - cheerful, bright-eyed, hopeful Tenma - he hates him. He sees himself in him. And he can’t stand to see that spark in Tenma’s eyes fade like it did for him, so he tries to push Tenma away, get him to quit, before he has to see that happening. Beyond that Shindou is having a very hard time in general and using Tenma as a… well, a punching bag, in a way. At the same time you’ve got Tenma, who doesn’t know the meaning of backing down, and is also not the type of person to fight back against the type of treatment Shindou is giving him.
Of course, eventually this starts to change; Shindou gains hope that maybe, just maybe they can do something against Fifth Sector, and once he’s made up his mind about something he’ll go all in. With Shindou and Tenma now on the same side, the previous tension in their relationship fades and they have the chance to get to know each other. Tenma is (sort of ironically) very shy and very enthusiastic, and his optimism brings Shindou out of his own depressive slump. It’s contagious, really.
Once Shindou stops targeting Tenma all the time, Tenma gains a new appreciation for him as well. He’s already a fanboy of anything soccer and Shindou’s plans, the way his mind works, blows him away - Shindou is easily the smartest person Tenma’s ever met, and for him to look at Tenma and treat him as a teammate, as someone to be acknowledged… that means a lot. Just like that, their relationship becomes much more amicable, and they bond over their shared love of soccer and their goal of defeating Fifth Sector. They’re, maybe not friends, but at least on friendly terms.
Then there is another important factor that influences the way they interact - the captain switch.
Several people have actually expressed their surprise at the two of them. Tenma essentially ‘replaced’ Shindou as captain, after all, so outsiders would expect Tenma to reject Shindou’s advice - to prove himself as the ‘real’ captain, instead of listening to the old one. Similarly, Shindou was expected to hold a grudge since he was replaced by a first-year. Except that’s about as far from the truth as you can get.
Tenma respects Shindou very much first as captain and later as strategist, and holds his opinion in high regard. Even after all the years they’ve known each other, Shindou is still the one he’ll turn to first when a decision needs to be made and he wants a second opinion. Even if he doesn’t necessarily ask for it, he’ll always listen if Shindou has something to add. Furthermore, Tenma has never wanted to be captain - the role was thrust upon him due to circumstances, and he agrees because his team asked him to, but he’s never seen himself as any sort of leader and if he could, he’d shy away from the responsibility. He’s also of the opinion that Shindou is a great captain - why would he need to be replaced?
Except, of course, Shindou gets injured so there isn’t really a choice in that. What does happen, however, is the decision the team made to have Tenma stay on as captain even after Shindou recovered - which was suggested by Shindou himself.
Because Shindou doesn’t like being captain.
He’s pretty good at it, but it stresses him out a lot. He’s a strategist first and foremost and being captain interferes with that. Shindou wants to make plans, analyze the world around him, observe and gather information but if he’s acting as captain he can’t do that, can’t retreat into his own head like that. He’s got a responsibility to the rest of the team and he always feels the pressure to be aware of them, lift their spirits, lead them, and if he’s too busy with his plans he can’t do that. He also does not see himself as the most empathetic individual - gauging the team’s mood, figuring out what to say, isn’t really instinctive for him. He can do it if necessary but it takes effort and he often second-guesses himself, and with a team so diverse and intense as Raimon, empathy is a must.
So to Shindou, being captain is a burden. He took the position because the team wanted him to and he doesn’t regret it, but once Tenma shows a pretty instinctual talent for it and has a few weeks to polish that talent - once it becomes clear how easy it is for the team to follow him - well, Shindou sees his chance and takes it. He’s the one to voice the thought first, and once he tells the rest of the team, they don’t see any reason to disagree.
Which is exactly why Shindou has no resentment towards Tenma for taking his position. Shindou can do what he likes most - strategize - and aid his team, all the while knowing Raimon is in the best possible hands. And beyond that; Shindou didn’t give up any of his authority in the team. If a decision has to be made, Raimon decides together. Shindou and Tenma are a duo when it comes to leading the team - Shindou makes the plans, Tenma inspires them to do what’s right and encourages them.
Tenma, despite first floundering under the responsibility, handles it well and Shindou (nor the other senpai) refuses to let him shoulder it alone. Tenma’s still just a first-year, after all, and like mentioned before, Shindou sees himself in him. Now more than ever. They both know what it’s like to become captain in their first year, to have the responsibility thrust upon them, and Shindou refuses to let Tenma struggle with it alone. He acts like a listening ear, always willing to lend advice if the younger asks for it, and although at first Tenma is quite hesitant (with Shindou being his senpai), he’s also very earnest and open.
Over time, they get to talking more and more, outside of club-related things. Shindou is the dependable smart friend Tenma can always come to with his issues, while Tenma is cheerful and optimistic and doesn’t really expect anything from Shindou, not like the rest of the world. Doesn’t expect perfect grades or being the best, and while it takes Shindou a while to let go of the mask, eventually Tenma becomes one of the few friends he can just completely be himself around. Shindou is much more relaxed now that he’s no longer the captain and the tension in Raimon that was present under Fifth Sector’s reign is gone, and it shows in his friendship with Tenma. They act crazy, or lazy, and just do things for fun because they want to. They, together with Tsurugi, have been dubbed the new Raimon Trio, and it just works. Their skills complement each other and they settle into a comfortable friendship and shared leadership over the team after Tenma’s first year.
Sure, it takes them quite a while to get to that point, both because they have unspoken issues between them originating from the start of the year, and because they need to learn to understand each other. There's the boundaries caused by Tenma's insecurities and Shindou's expectations for himself. It takes a while for Tenma to learn to depend on other people and for Shindou to learn to be patient and listen, something that's been driven out of him by years of expectation and responsibility. But they get there. Maybe not immediately, but once they do, their friendship is unbeatable and something they both cherish dearly.
As for headcanons…
They tease each other all the time. Tsurugi plays a part in this too. The three of them just full on snark whenever they have the chance (Tsurugi and Shindou especially like making fun of Tenma for being the shortest, Tenma and Shindou like making fun of Tsurugi when he’s pretending to be all cool, and Tenma and Tsurugi will never let an opportunity to mention Shindou’s dramatic tendencies go).
Tenma loves listening to Shindou playing the piano and once Shindou figures that out, he offers to play something whenever Tenma comes over to his house, to Tenma’s absolute delight.
They often discuss team matters, sometimes over video or phone call, and always end up sharing ideas for hissatsu techniques and strategies (either for themselves or their teammates). It’s actually why they’re so in sync and can pull off improvised moves so well; they share their ideas so often they know pretty well how the other thinks/works, and that shows when they’re in the middle of a match. Super convenient when you know your best friend has been designing a new super shot for WEEKS and is itching to try it out.
In the year Shindou goes to high school while Tenma’s still in middle school, they end up calling each other quite a lot, and they like to get ramen or bubble tea or ice cream after school if they’ve both got the time, since they can’t hang out anymore as easily. Soon they drag anyone in the team along if they’ve got time, but it’s a habit that started with just the two of them.
They have a standing agreement to disagree on whether cats or dogs are better.
Tenma has been known to drag Shindou out very early in the morning during weekends if he’s got plans, whether that’s soccer practice or for a walk or whatever they’ve planned this time. Shindou is NOT a morning person but it’s very hard to say no to Tenma.
That’s it for now, I hope you enjoyed it! ^.^
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astral-skyes · 2 months ago
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you fell asleep, did you dream of me?
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Leo
Leo was tinkering with a new project of his, as usual, when his customised phone buzzed. ‘Hey, u up?’ from Jason. Leo picked up the phone and answered, ‘Yeah, why do u ask?’
‘Can I come over?’
‘Dude I live in a travelling dragon’
‘So…’
‘I’ll come over to you, where r u?’
‘Piper’s house’
‘Ok, coming!’
Leo put down the phone.
“Okay Festus, time to move. Destination: Piper’s house” Festus clinked and whirred in the language only Leo could understand.
Piper’s house. Coming up!
They flew off and soon landed in front of a very wet and sad Jason.
“Sparky! What’s wrong?” Leo said, concern sparking up in his voice.
“Hey Fireboy. I’ll explain later, can I get on?” Jason answered, looking up at Leo.
“Yeah! Sure. Get on. I’ll find us a nice spot to park”
“Thanks” Jason got on. It was slippery in the rain so he exclaimed “Whoah! This is really slippery. Do you mind if I hold on to you? Im not used to riding Festus”
At this Leo blushed. “Sure, whatever you say Sparky.”
Jason got on behind Leo and held his waist. “Is this comfortable for you? It’s just easier to hold on like this” he said nervously.
Leo’s face was as red as Festus’ eyes. He was so thankful Jason couldn’t see it. “Yep! Okay, taking off now” Leo said. Festus flapped his wings and took off.
The rain was pouring down. Leo wished he could shield Jason from the rain but it seemed like the blonde embraced the storm. They were nearing their destination when Leo said
“Okay Sparky, we’re coming up on where we need to be. You ready?” Leo started saying. He nudged Jason but he only felt a limp presence on his back. “Jason… Earth to Jason… did you really fall asleep?”
Leo then noticed Jason was still holding his waist and mumbled “Ugh, why do you have to be so cute”
Festus landed and Leo unlinked Jason’s arms from around the brunette’s waist and got off of Festus. He dragged Jason off while cursing to himself. He nearly dropped the blonde but Leo managed to hold him while Festus transformed into a camper van. Leo put Jason down on the bed.
“Oh hades, there’s only one bed, why did I build it this way?” Leo said to himself. Grumbling, he got a pillow and a blanket from the bed and laid down on the floor. Then, Festus started to clink.
So, what’s the deal with blondie over there?
“I don’t know. He asked me to come get him, he said he would tell me why later.”
Do you think Piper broke up with him
“Maybe, she did come out to me not that long ago. She asked me to keep it from Jason though. She wanted to tell him herself. Ugh, I wish I could just tell him, but I wanna be a good friend to Piper.”
Thats hard buddy. At least you have another gay friend.
“Yeah, and Jason…”
Oooh. Your crush?
“Shut up. And he’s not my crush. I just think he is really cool and nice and his hair is pretty and-“
Okay loverboy, we know, you are ENAMOURED with him.
“Alright, good night Festus.”
Fine. He’s still your crush though.
With this Leo sighed and went to sleep.
A/N: Hey chat! I hoped you like this part lol. Firstly, I always had a headcannon that Festus has a personality, and Leo made him like that to be able to talk to. Also, Leo didn’t go on the trip with calypso. Instead, he is travelling around the country with Festus. He came back to CHB a month after he sacrificed himself to defeat Gaea and he has been travelling ever since.
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corporatefrog · 1 year ago
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╭₊˚ ๑︰Playing Mario Kart with Team Stan [headcannon + oneshot]
✧.* tags: college au
✧.* Characters: stan marsh, kenny mccormick, kyle broflovski, butters scotch
a/n: i love mario kart so much. I'm kind of awesome at it not to brag or anything (literally no lmaoo) I usually play luigi with the sports bike but I'd probably play dry bones if he was taken
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Kenny plays Dry Bones or Shy Guy
Kyle plays Toad or Luigi
Stan plays Yoshi or like the male villager 
Butters plays Rosalina (ofc. She’s the best one fr) or fucking baby peach
“Butters why the fuck are you playing as baby peach. No one is playing peach. You can be regular peach.”
“But she’s just a lil fella going through the world!” 
“SHE LEGALLY CANNOT DRIVE”
Yall make your own grand prix with electrodome, music park, maple treeway, and super bell subway (coconut mall if you’re playing the Wii version)
Loser of each grand prix switches out and you keep racking up points until the end of the night
LOTS of smack talk
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Through the open window of the upstairs bedroom of the Marsh house on Tegridy Farms, a war brewed. The sounds flowing out the window stood in stark contrast to the peaceful night. A silent breeze rustled the budding cannabis plants, a soft movement that seemed to snap in the other direction as a wave of shouts pushed against the calm wind. 
“Good to know Stan’s still in last place where he belongs” 
“Well at least I’m not Kenny who needs an extra lightweight character to be farther than 6th”
Zooming into the room, a chaotic scene stood in stark contrast to the peaceful night. Various bags of chips scattered Cheeto and Dorito crumbs across the ground to be pulverized into the rug by sock covered feet. A hand pushed aside one of the bags, sending another wave of crumbs onto the ground as they reached for a can of soda. 
Kenny lifted the can to his lips. He drank with one hand angled to the side of his face to keep his eyes on the television screen. Finishing the drink with a loud sigh, he returned the drink to the ground to refocus his attention on the game. And on shit talking Stan. 
“Sorry I don’t listen to people who still drink Svedka.” He remarked, leaning his shoulder to the side as the cart with Dry Bones drifted around a corner. The trial of the cart sparked orange then purple as the speed boost charged. Dry Bones shot forward once the curve ended and pulled ahead of the NPC Bowser kart. 
“That’s rich coming from someone who chugged a week old borg with mountain dew and pinot.” Stan retorted. 
I gasped from my spot on the bed, attention breaking slightly to give Kenny a disgusted look, “Ew dude! Why the fuck did you do that?” I asked despite knowing the answer. There’s only one person who would make Kenny do something stupid like that. The one person who hasn’t been invited to the monthly Mario Kart tournaments in years because he’s a stupid idiot bozo.
“Cartman bet me $50 I couldn’t do it without puking-” Kenny’s response shifted tone as a red shell sent his cart flying off the end of the track “HEY WHAT THE FUCK KYLE! I WAS ALMOST WINNING!” He shouted as the perpetrator snickered on the floor. 
“Yeah, because 4th place is winning- god dammit!” Kyle cursed as his own cart slipped on a banana peel. My character threw a fist in the air to cheer the successful sabotage. 
“I really don’t know why you guys care so much about what place you get,” I mused as my kart pulled across the finish line, the large 1st Place symbol in the corner of my screen announcing the victory, “You’ll never be able to beat a god anyway.” A comical evil laugh boomed from my mouth, my arms raising to the sky as though calling upon the heavens to thank for my continuous win streak. 
Butters jumped up from the beanbag to add another 15 points to my total bringing it to a strong 45 after I’d won the two races prior. 
“I literally sent three blue shells at you. How the fuck did you still win?” Stan complained as he fell back against the bed, control dangling loosely from the wrist strap wrapped around his hand. 
Butters jumped in with a finger raised, “Oh well that’s because they look on the reddit forums during our philosophy class-” I leapt from my spot, rushing to reach Butters before he revealed my secret. My hand covered his mouth as I gave him a pointed ‘don’t you even think about it’ look. 
Turning back to the group with a shaky laugh, I waved off what Butters had almost said. “A Mario Kart god never reveals their secrets. Can’t have the mortals trying techniques they can’t master.” I gave Butters a pat on the shoulder, adding a warning squeeze before returning to my remote. Love the guy but he’s going to be the death of me one day, I swear. 
“Yeah, yeah” Kenny rolled his eyes, “I was just warming up anyway.” He stretched his arms above his head with an over exaggerated yawn. Grabbing his remote in one hand and a soda can in the other, he readied himself for the final race of the first round. 
“Okay? Then get better already? I’m hoping for a little bit of competition this time. Stan might even beat you if you keep racing like shit.” I snapped back at him with a wicked grin. A middle finger pointed my way came from Stan alongside some grumbled comebacks that weren’t loud enough to be heard. 
We all readed ourselves for the final tack, hearts racing in sync as the counter ticked down
3…
I hovered my finger over the accelerator. Not yet.
2…
Four fingers simultaneously pushed down on the controller as wheels spun in place on the screen.
1…
Butters gripped the whiteboard marker in his seat, falling victim to the infectious adrenaline of the room. 
GO!
And we were off.
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chaoticmannamedoliver · 5 months ago
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Short sweet mechs thing i wrote. It isn't too good, but it's good enough that im ok posting it.
It's about a sweet headcannon of mine that's also present in downtime (my mechanisms fan game)
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- The Coat And Stardust -
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She had been out of it for days, and he knew it.
considering where she was taken from and what the doctor had done to save her, quite the understandable reaction, but this state was different than the ones he had noticed from her before. Something was missing, no, something had been missing even when they took her, a spark.
her eyes were missing a spark, a sense of wonder and fascination, to him, she looked dead, like she gave up, and that he couldn't allow. Partly because the doctor had told him to monitor her while she was out, and partly because he cared for her, his first sister and honestly, real family in a very long time, aside from the doctor.
He liked to joke around his sister, make a fool of himself, all just to make sure she at least smiled, but recently, it hadn't worked at all, she just started at him and looked so, so cold which gave him an idea.
He had gone to a market recently, per order of the doctor, to buy himself a coat. He had found one he somewhat liked. It was a tad bit too big for him, though, and hadn't worn it yet because he hadn't bought it for himself, but for her.
He snuck up on her and scared her, which very deservedly landed him a punch in the face, which he just laughed off but would regret later. He gave her the coat, saying it was just hanging in his closet and would just catch dust since he didn't wear it, which was partly true. He continued by saying how he noticed that she seemed cold and probably needed it more than him and that the coat is a gift, that she can keep it.
Once she put on the coat, he took her hand and dragged her to a place he hoped she'd like, a place the doctor told him not to go and a place if she knew he had been there, he'd be a dead man. He dragged her along corridors, halls, and through doors, answering his sister's confused questions with giggles and hushes until he covered her eyes and made her sit, uncovering them shortly after and telling her to look out the window.
She looked, fascinated and stunned by the glittering stars and colorful stardust the spaceship flew through. Beautiful swirls of blues and greens, sometimes mixing to make many vibrant shades of cyan. She stared at the beauty of space, a small spark having returned to her eyes. His plan had worked, so he sat with her and, after a little while, told her about what he knew about the stars and space, it wasn't much but she listened, seeming much more comfortable now.
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cebwrites · 1 year ago
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🗣🗣🗣 NSFW REQUEST INCOMING. hcs for transmasc ace getting eaten out and/or being a bottom in general ??? because i need him badly. can be with a male reader or like any character of your choice ehehehe thanks boo
a/n: ANON YOUR BRAIN!! absolutely yes <33 that title feels so silly skfsdkfghd
General Bottom Headcannons (Ace)
masc reader, transmasc ace, nsfw under the cut word count: 0.6k
The first thing you gotta know about Ace's sex life is that he's spoiled - he's needy, he's clingy, he'll get all up in your face for attention and even if you don't give it to him right away, Ace knows exactly how annoying to be to make you
Even as far as regular romantic interactions with you go, you're well aware that Ace acts cool but all he wants to do is be cuddled up in your lap or vice versa with you in his, utterly unable to keep his hands to himself when he offers that charming smile of 'apology' following a few inappropriate pinches here and there
Nothing and no where in situations where it would make you actually uncomfortable, though, he's here to be cute and have fun and if his partner's not feeling it then neither will he
Ace is a champ at riding his man into the sparking sunset - organic or silicone don't matter to him so long as you call him your pretty little flame and hollow him out til' the cows come home (someone on his crew yells at the both of you to keep it down)
He's great with praise and loud with it too, especially when you're going down on him with two fingers right against his sweet spot; one hand in your hair and the other gripping the headboard for dear life, Ace is determined to be a public nuisance in whatever cheap motel the two of you stumble into drunk on each other and more than a little giggly about it
On the one hand, you and Ace could get kicked out for being too noisy - and on the other, it could be because Ace let his control slip a little too much and accidentally set the wooden bedframe on fire
Ace learned the hard way why metal nipple piercings and the Mera Mera's abilities don't exactly gel well - he got used to it after a while, maybe even enjoyed the heat, but the three months he spent without them so his dumbass could heal were absolutely filled with the Spade Pirates grilling their captain and howling with laughter at every opportunity they got
They're a little singed from The Incident™ but nothing twisting or biting hard enough won't fix, not that it's hard to make Ace sing like a bird to begin with
Ace is just as much of a brat as he is desperate and needy for your approval - teasing his man all day with borderline inappropriate promiscuous behavior then begging you to let him off the hook for punishment later, he really does think he can have his cake and eat it with a cute enough pout
Whether or not that pout actually works is entirely none of anyone else's business (it does most of the time, but it's not like you'd admit that so openly)
It's a 50/50 toss-up on whether Ace immediately knocks out after the first couple of rounds or stays up to bask in the afterglow with you; even if he was the one getting his back blown out there's a slightly better than average change that he'll be the one slipping out of bed to get you both a wet rag and some water
It's the least I could do, he'd say with his best Smolder, and you'd roll your eyes at him to pull this Casanova close for more smooches
After-sex soaks in the tub are the best with Ace if you like warm baths since he literally runs hot and can get the temperature just right for you every time; the only downside is that sleeping habit of his and, well, you'd be responsible for making sure your dumbass boyfriend didn't drown if he suddenly started snoozing in the tub
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demon-kumo · 6 months ago
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𝕮𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖆𝖓𝖌
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➤ ɢɪʏᴜ ᴛᴏᴍɪᴏᴋᴀ x ᴋɪᴀɴɴᴀ ᴋᴏᴍᴏʀɪ (ᴏᴄ)
➤ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱʜɪʀᴀ ʜᴀꜱ ꜰᴀʟʟᴇɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ.
➤ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛ: ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ
➤ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ
➤ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴀꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴡᴏʀꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ/ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ!
➤ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛᴏʀ & ᴏᴄ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ: ɴᴜɴᴇᴢꜱ-ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ
➤ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏʀ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ɢɪʏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪᴀɴɴᴀ'ꜱ ���ʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ʜᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ!
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➤ Setting background information - this is something to help the headcannons.
➤ Kianna Komori, the last vampire to exist during the Taisho era was found and became allies with Tamayo and Yushiro. Since Tamayo buys blood Kianna can drink blood from vials to sustain herself. Also, Kianna is being hunted down by the demon king, who is likely to try and devour her since she is immortal but can walk in the sun.
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➤ When Tamayo allied with the Demon Slayer Corps to help defeat Muzan Kianna was placed under protection.
➤ However, because she was a vampire many were weary of her. Kagaya didn't doubt her though but to ease the tension, he placed her under the care of the hashira.
➤ The one he sent to watch over her was Giyu because he wasn't training anyone. Not going to lie, he thought at first that this was a complete waste of his time.
➤ However, he was proven wrong when Kianna arrived. He was entranced by her cat-like gold eyes and gentle auburn hair. He was told she was a vampire so he didn't find it odd that she was pale but what he had found strange was her clothing.
➤ There wasn't anything wrong with it, in fact, he enjoyed looking at her cause she was so cute, but he had never seen European clothing like this since he spent most of his time avoiding people. He didn't dwell on it too much though since he was used to seeing flashy or odd fashion choices from her fellow Hashira.
➤ I think Giyu would be a little off put by her at first since she held a blank face most of the time. (It reminded him of himself) Although unlike him Kianna made an effort to be polite and ask questions, making sure she didn't do anything to anger him. This was where his interest in her started to spark faintly, finding her kind and politeness reminding him of Tanjiro but on a much lighter scale.
➤ Kianna however was more interested in preparing him for battle. Since she was able to heal and had similar abilities to a demon, Kianna offered to be his sparring partner. At first, Giyu was hesitant and if not a tad suspicious but in the end agreed since he either way had to prepare (Also he didn't want to deal with Shinazugawa's attitude).
➤ It was a very close battle, despite Giyu having more combat experience Kianna made up for it with her agility and strength, however, Giyu did win in the end.
➤ In the short time before facing Muzan that they spent together Giyu truly warmed up to Kianna and she did the same. She found that they both were similar, even going as far as to explain what she hid under the bandages when he asked.
➤ Time skip to when Tanjiro momentarily became the demon king, Kianna had run over alongside Nezuko to help. When Tanjiro went to try and attack Giyu, Kianna took the blow for him. While Giyu was in shock Kianna tried to reason with Tanjiro and try to bring him back to his senses.
➤ This was the moment when Giyu fell in love with Kianna, he viewed her as his savior.
➤ After everything was resolved, Kianna decided to stay with Giyu, seeing as he was the one whom she was closest with. However, she hadn't realized that it was the worst mistake she would ever make before it was too late.
➤ As the two lived together the closer they got, Kianna knew that there would come a day when Giyu would die before the age of 25 because of his mark, so she had made the choice to keep him a friend and only a friend. Kianna knew better than to fall in love with him but it seemed that Giyu wouldn't allow that.
➤ Giyu noticed Kianna growing more and more distant as the days went by and his countdown would come. With the days they would have sweets she baked or dinner she cooked her smiles became less.
➤ At one point Giyu did find out that it was because he would die soon but Kianna would live forever. No! He and Kianna were supposed to be together forever... the days of peace should last forever.
➤ So he did something he never thought he would ever do, he allowed himself to chain her up. To be honest it was the last thing he ever wanted to do. But he needed her to stay still so he could become a vampire.
➤ Giyu was willing to do anything to stay with her, even if it meant becoming a vampire himself. So that is what he did, he became a bloodsucker. Once he had become one, they could spend eternity together.
➤ He kept her locked in a room, confined and away from the light. There were days when Kianna would hiss and snap at him for being foolish to turn himself into a vampire and other days where she would sit and bask in sorrowful silence. Those days he hated, since he couldn't hear her voice at all.
➤ For Giyu there would be days where he would sit her in his lap and just hold her, other days he would take her out into the sun and just allow them to bask in the sunlit sky. Then there were days where he would force them to take a bath together in the hot springs or days he would kiss her neck even though she didn't want him to.
➤ In Giyu's eyes he was merely securing their future of happiness. He couldn't allow her to slip between his fingers. His savior, his goddess, the one he would always want to be with. He wasn't letting her go.
➤ As they both sat in the grass outside their home in an isolated field for peace he stared at her, taking in her beauty. He would never let go of her, he would spend eternity with her, just like he promised her.
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raygirlramblings · 8 months ago
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So what is your headcanon for your Daphne x Allegra ship and how would there dynamics work?
OH I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED ♥
SO, a little backstory, this all started with thinking about what happens to the Spark hunters after the events of Sparks of Hope.
With Cursa gone they are pretty much forgotten about, but I'd like to think that Edge would feel some sense of responsibility to make sure they're not completely left out in the cold, especially seeing what happened with Kanya after she went solo. Also Edge got the amazing opportunity to hang out with Mario and friends, and it changed her life. So the other Spark hunters should have the opportunity to make something good of their lives outside of their original design.
So I headcannoned Edge striking out on her own after the Last Spark Hunter/Phantom Show DLC on the Arc with JEANIE, finding the Spark hunters and bringing them to places where they would fit in and their unique skills could be better utilised so they can find fulfilment.
Midnite would end up on the Space Opera Network station, helping Rayman and the Rabbids produce content for the network. I can see her larger than life nature and spotlight craving personality being a huge boon to up the quality of content produced, and also give Ray a break having to wrangle the other rabbids by himself XD
Bedrock would end up on Barrendale Mesa working with Momma. I can see a big, strong girl like Bedrock being a huge help to the building projects in the Mesa, and also getting that mother/daughter bond going with Momma who can validate her. I can just see Bedrock being completely moved anytime Momma compliments her strength ;0;
Kanya I pictured ending up in Palette prime and being semi 'adopted' by Sweetlopek and Dryad. She's still a little chaos gremlin but with the limited tech resources on Palette Prime she is given the chance to mellow out and experience having a family who care for her, something she clearly never had from Cursa or her 'sisters'. Gives her a kind of twisted 'little red riding hood' vibe in the forest setting XD
FINALLY Daphne would end up making a home in Melodic Gardens, a beautiful natural paradise perfect for her more plant-based nature. While the natives are a little spooked by her loud and cheeky personality, Allegra sees Daphne for what she needs. A means of expression and an outlet for her chaotic brand of joy.
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Originally Daphne kinda just wanders off on her own to explore the mesa and start trouble, with Allegra following at a safe distance and keeping an eye on this enigmatic new Rabbid friend. Allegra becomes besotted when Daphne is inspired to sing along with some of the plant life, hearing how free and creative this plant rabbid is in a new environment.
Daphne is 100% aware she's being stalked, and while initially untrusting with a 'I don't need anybody lol' attitude she is taken aback by Allegra's sudden infatuation with her. Daphne believes that as a creation of Cursa she's pretty much an unlovable freak...and she's ok with that! But having a (undeniably gorgeous) Rabbid sincerely telling her how perfect and inspiring she is throws her. She's not used to this kind of love bombing, so she tries to maintain distance by showing off the violent, spiteful trickster she is.
This turns into Daphne deliberately causing more havoc in an attempt to push Allegra away, showing her how 'vile' and 'unlovable' she is. This has little effect (other than causing chaos for the other Mesa residents) until one of Daphne's pranks ends up indirectly hurting Allegra's friend Dorrie.
At this point Allegra snaps out of her revere and fights back, demanding Daphne stop harming her home and friends. This warrior side of Allegra catches Daphne off guard, and sends her packing into the darkest reaches of the mesa to tend her wounds and rethink her plans.
Allegra, still deeply curious about Daphne's true nature goes on her own journey to find her. In the peace and seclusion of the far lands of the Mesa the two rabbids meet up and start to form a more honest relationship. Daphne starts to see the playful beauty of the mesa and vibes with the musical energy, and Allegra comes to understand Daphne's past and how devoid of genuine love it was. She offers Daphne safe refuge in her home, on the condition she stop trying to ruin it for everyone else. She introduced Daphne to the various musical elements of her home, allowing Daphne to find her own vibe and unlocking new sounds and musical combos more suited to her personality.
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Now more in tune with the energy of the Mesa Daphne is welcomed into the community with (tentative) open arms. She's still a prankster and her music choices leave a lot to be desired by the residents, but for the first time in a long time she is happy, and thrives off the love and adoration Allegra gives her. Plus where she originally saw Allegra as a bit of a stick in the mud seeing her grace and warrior devotion to her home helps Daphne view her in a whole new light ♥
Allegra sees Daphne as her muse. Daphne's chaotic tendencies are great for breaking the mould and avoiding art block. The two often spend a lot of time together composing new music, exploring the mesa, and just generally enjoying one another's company.
There are still a few bridges to be mended and barriers that need breaking, but the two are learning from one another and finding comfort in being together ♥
....so yeah that's my long and overthought views on this random pairing I hope you like it AAA
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animeyanderelover · 2 years ago
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Wow this the first time I made an request for this blog so feeling kinda nervous, but I hope you like my request.
so how about for seven deadly sins, s/o who the fairy queen and their dating Ten Commandment Melodie’s during the holy war. So this is an AU where gloxinia isn’t the king but gloxinia and gerheade are the the younger sibling to the queen instead.
And for the second request how about dating headcannon for ten commandment melodies who s/o is a witch and a pretty strong one at that. Let’s pretend that witches are the 6th major clan in britannia.
Welp that it for request and thank you for taking time to go through mines.
No need to be nervous. Seven Deadly Sins is not something I get to write about too often so it's always appreciated in here.
Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, clinginess, touchiness, manipulation, violence, death
S/o is a strong witch
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🐲 The wizards and witches in Belialuin are neutral, even during the Great War they stay out of conflict anf focus on their research. The two most known witches from that place are Merlin, the girl born with Infinity magic, and Meliodas's darling, a witch said to be one of the strongest and most powerful. You may have no Infinity magic but the skills and abilities you possess might just equal it and that's why the Demon King and the Supreme Deity seek Merlin and you out in an attempt to get both of you on their side. Obviously Belialuin rejects their offer since they see Merlin and you as their own property. You belong to their clan after all and they have decided to stay neutral and they do talk very vehemently with you, forbid you to accept either one of those offers. You're slightly annoyed with their little oppression but you don't mind as long as they don't interfere with your freedom and research.
🐲 You've heard of the eldest son of the Demon King since he's feared for his strength and ruthlessness. The leader of the Ten Commandments, Meliodas. You're a witch, you're naturally interested in getting to know other races and studying their magical abilities although you doubt that you'll ever meet someone like him. He's on the battlefield together with so many other interesting races you'll most likely rarely get to see due to the watchful eyes your clan keeps on you since you're together with Merlin one of the strongest. As a more mischievous being you occasionally like to sneak out without anyone of your clan noticing though. They may try to restrict you with spells and their magic as much as they might, in the end you always find a way to break through. You like venturing outside of the territory of your clan to wander around and collect ingredients or just things that catch your attention. What you don't expect is meeting Meliodas himself during one of your walks.
🐲 You're accustomed to sensing things around you easily, feel his presence before you even see him and even if your body pose stays relaxed, you prepare yourself to fire some spells which could knock out even a tough giant with ease. Meliodas notices that though and appears with his arms raised as a sign that he isn't here to attack you. He comgratulates you for even sensing his presence, he was sure that he had hidden it. You are after all the (y/n) (l/n) though so he shouldn't be too surprised. You just feel it, his power oozing out of his body even if he tries to smile although his eyes are still empty. You've heard the description of him from others and combining that with the powerful and dark aura around him, you know that's him. You can't help the slight spark of curiosity as you muster him and his body. So that's Meliodas, the eldest son of the Demon King.
🐲 You ask him what he's doing here since you thought his clan was in a war with the Goddess clan and their allies. The demon just replies casually that he was curious since he has heard a bit about you and your clan from his father and the witches and wizards decided to stay neutral during the war. He asks you then a question too. Shouldn't you be in Belialuin? He's sure that your clan would like to keep someone as mighty as you under constant watch, especially since his clan and the Goddess clan desires for you to join them. You roll your eyes annoyed and tell him that you have no interest to be a bird in a cage. You'll do whatever the hell you want to do and that your clan is just lucky that you have no interest to join a war. You just want to be left alone to quench your curiosity and continue your experiments. You sense that he's amused by your answer.
🐲 You expect to never see him again after the first encounter and whilst it was quite a pleasant surprise to meet the leader of the Ten Commandments, you pay it not too much mind. But Meliodas returns soon after again to you, to your slight surprise. You're not as hostile as the first time since you know that he isn't here on his father's demand. When you question him why he has sought you out again he replies that he spends most of his time on the battlefield and needs a little break from time to time. The discussion you two had the last time is one of the nicest experiences he's had in a longer while and since he knows that you often venture outside, he's decided to come back again. Yes, he knows that your clan would grow paranoid if they would find out that you've met the demon prince and would try to imprison you to keep you for themselves but he knows you would never let them find out. Because your freedom means everything to you, you would never let them know that you two are meeting each other like this.
🐲 You let him do as he wishes since he isn't interfering you or stops you from anything, most of the time he just walks behind you and chitchats with you. You indulge him in his discussions since it's been a while that you have been able to talk to someone so carefree as you do with him. At times he helps you with your research and collects some things for you for which you're grateful. You aren't ashamed to admit that you enjoy the demon's presence and don't feel guilty for meeting him in secret like this. Your whole clan is way too overbearing since they want to keep you and make sure that you don't fall into the hands of the demons or goddesses, Meliodas isn't like this. You favor him since he helps you with your experiments and researches and at one point he even brings you things you can't find in your territory and the places you venture outside of your territory.
🐲 He's always waiting for you outside, stalks the passages you know you'll take to leave the city and it's nearest surroundings to enjoy a fresh and not restricted breath of air. His feelings seem to grow for you each and every day but Meliodas finds himself somewhat thrilled with the notion of it all. His entire life has mainly consisted out of violence and heading the commands from his father and his clan. But you and the time he spends with you are experiences and memories which belong entirely to himself and he knows that you feel suffocated by your own clan too. They chain you down for their own paranoid and egotistic desire since you're a wonder child born into their clan just like little Merlin is. He wants to free you only to keep you close to his own chest after that since you elicit emotions inside of him he has never experienced before. You're pure joy which brings his heart to flutter inside of his chest and causes his whole body to tingle with pleasant goosebumps and the feeling of emptiness when he doesn't see you becomes insufferable for the demon.
🐲 He's aware of the fact that you like him simply because you have never bothered to hide it that greatly. Your interest in him has always been obvious even if it was back then more for research purposes. But now you've taken a liking to him as a person and it couldn't please Meliodas more. You are aware of his romantic feelings too and you do like to tease and flirt with him out of curiosity. There's strong romantic tension between you two but you enjoy for now more the little thrill of it instead of dedicating yourself seriously to it. You love teasing him a bit and getting reactions out of him, enjoy getting on his more possessive side since it makes you feel all giddy on the inside. You know your clan would never allow it but you don't care, focused on your own pleasure and fun. Meliodas is touchy and so are you even if it's partially also because you are interested how the body of a demon works and for that examine his body at times. He allows it eagerly, loves it when your hands are all over his body and analyze him.
🐲 There is the time where he slowly loses patience though. He does love the game you two have going on but he wants to get to the more serious part with you now. So the next time you two meet, he finally asks you the question. Meliodas is more relaxed despite his possessive side since he knows that he doesn't have to worry about you being concerned about what your clan thinks. You don't feel a too strong connection to them anyways. You blink at him a few times before you start giving it some serious thought. You've expected him to ask you this sooner or later, knew that eventually you would have to make this decision. It's true that you don't care exactly too much about what your clan might think since they always try to restrict you too much and it's true that you do love Meliodas. So why shouldn't you? Instead of answering you give him a quick and teasing kiss on his lips, giggle a bit when you see his slightly surprised look that morphs into a pout. You're such a tease.
🐲 The relationship is going quite smoothly because even if both of you keep your love a secret, both of you are smart enough to know how to fool your clans. Meliodas has grown significantly more clingy and touchy with you after you've accepted his confession and you don't really mind, tease him even a bit for it. It becomes quickly obvious though that the secret meetings aren't enough for Meliodas though since he longs constantly for you. There is this constant feeling of irritation itching in his chest when he doesn't have you with him and only you can mend his growing aggression. He is open enough to tell you about his desire and then makes you an offer. Why not come with him? He knows that you don't harbor too much attachment to your clan and surely you could betray them if you really wanted too. He'd also betray his own clan if it would mean that he can be forever with you. He'd do it in a heartbeat if you would promise him to come with him.
🐲 You wonder if you would still be able to continue your research if you would leave since you've put years of work and effort into it and Meliodas chuckles slightly about the fact that you're more worried about your studies and work than the clan. You know it's dangerous since your clan would label you as a traitor and come for you just as much as Meliodas's clan would label him as a traitor and come after him although you do share his desire to always be with him. Your time to make a decision is cut short when Merlin goes against the decision of Belialuin and meets the Supreme Deity and the Demon King and outwits both of them. Infuriated they attack your clan for it and it is only thanks to Meliodas rushing with fear in his heart to you that you only suffer minor injuries. When he gets to know that his father and the Supreme Deity both plan to punish your city for Merlin's actions, he feels cold fear engulfing his entire being and he bolts to you. He doesn't care that he infiltrates the city of the witches, all he cares about is you.
🐲 You find yourself surprisingly a little bit sad when you find out that only Merlin and you have survived the attack. You didn't like your clan that much but didn't hate them enough to ever want to curse such a fate upon them. Meliodas on the other hand is enraged with his own father since he nearly killed you too but obviously the Demon King doesn't care about that. In his eyes you're trivial. Your lover becomes somewhat suffocant the following days, ditches his clan to stay with you and make sure that you recover from the slight injuries you sustained in the process. He doesn't want to return to his clan anymore, not after the number his father pulled. No, now he is convinced that the both of you should flee together. Your clan is gone anyways, you have nowhere to return. He's sure the two of you will manage somehow.
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Heey Billy I saw that you wanted some Eric newlon/ John Carver requests so here are some different fanfic ideas ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧
1. Eric takes the reader on a date but everything that could go wrong does go wrong. For example the restaurant messed up his reservation so they have to go somewhere else and then it starts raining. So at the end of the night Eric all bummed out that his date went all wrong but then reader tells him that they had a great time because they got to spend time with him and that they didn't care what they did as long as they were together
2. Let's say John was about to get rid of another victim but when he's about to do so he finds out that this man is an alcoholic and treats his spouse or kid (up to you really) really shitty. The man berates them yells at them saying they can't do anything right and that they wish never married or had them and that they were a mistake and wish they just never existed and how they're the reason he's like this
3. You know the scene where Eric was questioning one of the main girls about the Black Friday night You could do that but with the reader maybe they work there that night and they got hurt maybe they lost an arm or leg and was very hurt when they saw that douchebag's video that was making fun of everything that happened that night they goes to Eric and tells him everything they knows
4. Maybe you could do headcanons about Eric and his daughter from that previous request I sent you or a part two of the fic or a fic about how he found out she was being bullied. Or maybe her perspective when her parents were divorcing
5. And if you want to fic with no reader you can make one about John Carver questioning the dude who made that YouTube video talking about all the deaths that happened on Black Friday the year before and how we thought they were so funny. so funny enough he made a video about it and that he inspired him to make his own video but with different targets.
6. You could write a fic about John's perspective when he's doing all these killings What was going through his mind at the moment. Maybe he felt guilty at the beginning or maybe he got a sick thrill from it
7. What if you changed what happened at the end of the movie instead of the final girl revealing that Eric Is John what if he realized what she was doing and instead made it sound like the final girl was John Carver instead and that she got punished for his crimes so he In the end he got away with it scotch-free
8. Maybe you can do a fic about Eric and Amanda and how they first started their affair and what sparked their desire for each other maybe it's the reason Eric's wife left him
I hope this helps you Billy I really like your fics and headcannons Have a fantastic day and night Don't forget to eat and drink water (⁠ノ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ノ⁠*⁠.⁠✧
6. Through his eyes
All he felt was rage, desire to end the life of everyone involved in the death of the family he was building. Every time he imagined Amanda in the hospital giving birth to their baby, every time he imagined holding that sweet little thing for the first time... He wished he had an endless supply of heads to axe open.
He did, here in Plymouth, but he had a mission and he was going to keep it.
He tormented the woman in the diner, Lizzie, ripping the skin off her face as she'd been responsible for scalping the love of his life. With a fucking shopping cart.
He only started to feel guilt after the fact each time, having no time to feel guilty compared to the thrill he got from serving justice, warm and comforting. He was comforted. Nobody else was. That was okay with him.
When he'd pretend to be sick and tell his men to cover it up, he would have a sickness in his gut, an ill feeling he needed to get out of him.
(( Ill be saving some of these for later as well omg THANK YOUUUU
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