#because of course i am. but he also has ocd

[butchhamlet]

more thoughts on OCD Ophelia? I have OCD but I struggle to articulate my obsessions except that thought crimes are real and have the power to kill those I love or even sometimes just really bad “”luck”” it converges with my catholic upbringing, so i have to do the compulsions. anyway. I love to hear about other’s experiences

SHAKING YOUR HAND ON OCD CONVERGING BADLY WITH A CATHOLIC UPBRINGING. crazy how catholicism is like "thoughtcrime is real" and everyone just goes with that. anyway i'm opening this one up to the people because i haven't thought much about ocd ophelia, but i would really love to see her "madness" scene played as a set of compulsions--not just in terms of the meaning she encodes into the flowers, but maybe her physical actions as well (rearranging or tearing out her hair, movements that read to other people as strange/erratic, et cetera).

[wanderingibon]

the viago-crow rook dynamic makes me crazy i fear!!! the found family!!!! the layers!!! the care of it all!!!! the 'i am afraid of losing my protégé who I've come to regard as family but I don't exactly know how to convey that so I have to be stern toward them, remind them not to abandon their contract, so they aren't eaten up by the antivan crows like I know the organization can do and has done time and time again' i am literally rambling rn but i could write a whole essay i fear

[uhnosav]

Plumbing Problems?

pairing: bidet!sukuna x girly girl!reader

synopsis: you just wanted a pink bidet to be a perfect addition to your already girly home. but buying from a sketchy website to get the expensive toilet at a cheaper price does have its consequences… and oh so good benefits in the form of a 6’5 muscular demon that has pink hair, red eyes, and is littered with tattoos.

mdni cw: crack, cursing, sukuna is absolutely a little shit, explicit smut, masturbation (f!), fingering, oral sex (f!receiving), tit worship, overstimulation, degradation. (small toji cameo of him being a pervert)

THIS IS ALL @yenayaps FAULT SO BLAME THEM.

( @angelscriptures ily )

You really are just a girly girl! You can’t help it that you love the color pink. But in turn your brain, in an OCD kind of way, pieces together you need everything else you own to be pink as well. Your home looks similar to a barbie dream house on crack with how much the rosy color permeates the place. You have pink cooking utensils, rugs and blankets in all shades of that beloved color, honestly anything you could find that you needed in pink you owned it, and now you just couldn’t resist buying a bidet that is also pink. Why? Because obviously your ass needs to be sat upon your favorite color instead of some boring white toilet like a basic bitch. The toilet was specially ordered from a website you could hardly understand but you needed it… it was an almost 2k toilet that was only 600 bucks on this site, a steal truly. You figured it was because it was from a foreign country instead of where you live, so you made the purchase as fast as possible, not risking it getting sold out. Since you were not paying for the very fucking real pink tax if you bought it from where it is actually sold.

So two weeks later it arrives and yeah you realize you didn’t fucking think this through. How the fuck are you supposed to put this shit together? You could call up a plumber, but god knows how much they would charge you for installing your stupid pink toilet. So that leaves one option, beg your pervert upstairs neighbor to do it for you, because he's already fixed your sink once... he should definitely not have a problem with putting in your toilet. You hope.

“Tojiii pretty please” you whine batting your eyelashes up at him, with a pout forming on your bottom lip. You wore your tightest tank top and denim booty shorts hoping that will be enough to make him give in, since that was what worked last time.

“You have got to be fuckin’ kidding me doll.” he mutters, eyes flicking over your tits and how well they sit in the tank top. “Can’t you hire a plumber like a normal person. Why do you always have to bother me? I am not your daddy or your boyfriend.” but despite his words his tongue licks over the scar on his lip. You aren’t stupid you knew he already gave in as soon as your perky ass knocked on his apartment door but of course he has to act like the usual asshole he is.

“I can pay you… I promise.” you bite your bottom lip, fidgeting a little as you look up at the unit of a man. Sweatpants hanging low and his always too tight stretched out black compression shirt making his muscles look even bigger as he keeps them folded along his chest. The smirk he sports when you mention paying him doesn’t go unnoticed.

“Fine, goddamn brat.”

Two hours later your toilet is finally all set up and toji leaves your apartment obviously a little pissy that not only did you not pay him like you promised, but you also didn’t at least give him head as compensation like he hoped you would :(. Oh well.

The bidet felt like perfection, honestly you could sit here for hours. It has such a nice heated seat and it wasn't making your ass cramp, which made it become your favorite place to relax. In more ways than one. Fingers dance along your clit as you begin your newly formed nightly routine on the toilet seat. An ongoing pattern for the past week that always made you feel more satisfied than when you would do it laying down in bed. This wasn’t the case before, but you just chalked it up to the bidet's heated seats and how relaxing it felt. Finally you were getting into a steady rhythm of rolling your fingers on your clit almost about to ease a finger inside yourself when. The fuck? Water sprays up against you. I didn’t fucking press the button is all you think to yourself but sigh and go back to it since you were already feeling close. Another spritz of fucking water.

“Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me.” you grimace standing up as once again a spray of water emerges from inside the bidet. “How can you be fucking broken… I just got you, you stupid fucking toilet.” Ah, the words you will come to regret because little did you know, sukuna didn’t like that whatsofuckingever. He is not some ‘stupid fucking toilet’ he is an expensive and very high end japanese bidet, thank you very fucking much. With a huff you slide your panties and pants back on already making your way to the front door so that toji can fix this stupid fucking bidet, when you hear some thrumming noise coming from your bathroom. You disregard it, thinking it's just your broken bidet when suddenly big muscular arms encircle you. A scream begins to leave your lips when a huge thick hand covers it, a man's shushing filling your ears. A stupid desperate attempt to shut you up by whoever the fuck this man is. But then… he speaks.

“I am fucking not some ‘stupid fucking toilet’, you little fucking brat” the gruff yet oh so delicious voice hisses against your ear. You genuinely think you are insane and begin thrashing in this mans arms, when you realize he is fucking naked. What the actual fuck is happening is blaring in your mind as you scream into his palm, wishing your purse was closer so maybe you could tase and get this lunatic off you. “Calm down you fucking brat, it’s not like you haven’t sat on my face before. What's so different now.” his voice and words confuse the fuck out of you. You haven’t fucked anyone in months… sitting on this dude's face? And then it dawns on what he said before, “not some stupid fucking toilet”... no. It can’t fucking be. You stop trashing and trying to scream, which leads to him slowly taking his hand off your mouth.

“A-are… you my bidet… how is that even fucking possible. I must have hit my head. I am dreaming or I am batshit insane.” your words are rushed and slurred together as your thoughts race a thousand miles a minute trying to figure out what is happening.

“Yes I am your bidet. I am a demon, that's how this is possible dumbass. And no you didn’t hit your head or are dreaming. What happened is that I got fucking offended that you called me a broken toilet, when all I was doing was helping your needy ass cum better than what your tiny ass fingers were doing.” his tone bored as he answers your rambling questions like you asked if the sky was fucking blue instead of why your bidet is now a naked man that’s 6’5, with his rock hard cock pressed up against your back.

When he finally fully releases you, assuming that you had calmed down, which news flash you had obviously not, you immediately reach for your bag that is still by the front door. The unsuspecting demon, as he claims to be, is completely unaware of the taser you keep within it at all times. Grabbing it with a quickness of practiced ease you turn it on and tase him directly by his balls… by accident… totally.

“WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU WOMAN.” his voice booms but he remains unflinched, just audibly annoyed, like the 50,000 volts were only an annoying bug buzzing by his ear. “You just tased my fucking balls you psychotic brat. I was being fucking nice to you, and you fucking tased me.” You slump to the ground still shakily holding onto your taser just wide eyed at the huge muscular man with pink hair, red eyes, and tattoos, and begin sobbing. You aren’t even sure why, maybe it's cause the adrenaline wore off or the fact that this 6’5 man is yelling at you but tears flow down your cheeks. The tears make sukuna freeze. “Shit… are you ok, brat?” the octave of his voice becoming softer at the sight of your tears, despite his confusion as to why the fuck you are crying. Especially when not even a minute prior you just basically tased his balls with your taser.

“I don’t even know who the fuck you are or what your name is, other than the fact that you are supposedly my fucking bidet?!” you sob out your chest heaving slightly with your words. “I really am insane… I just wanted to finger myself before I went to sleep and I couldn’t even fucking get to do that.”

“My name is Sukuna, and I was a demon cursed to be a toilet after fucking with the wrong witch.” he huffs out. “I think she was just a bitch cause I wouldn’t fuck her… now you on the other hand, I would in a heartbeat. And show you how much better I am than your fingers.” his voice becoming a purr. You sniffle looking up at him assessing him.

“I guess you do have the hair color of my bidet… this is also so fucking weird to me though… what even broke your curse?” you mumble wiping your lingering tears off your face.

“You pissing me the fuck off gave me enough ability to transform back to my initial form.” he says rather matter of factly. “Which reminds me again brat, I was not some ‘stupid fucking toilet’ especially with you fingering yourself on my seat or should I say my face. Yeah surprise, the toilet seat, was my face.” he barks out a laugh at his own words like the egotistical little shit Sukuna is. He is an asshole and he knows it better than anyone else.

“Your face?” your eyes widen, your thigh shitting nervously and honestly because the thought that you have been sitting on this sexy specimen's face technically every single day the past week, arouses the inner pervert within you.

“Yeah, my face, you dirty perverted girl. Oh fuck, you like that huh.” He smirks watching your thighs squeeze together and how your eyes are glued to him. Sukuna knows that look like the back of his hand, you are eye fucking him with your mind. A chuckle with a growl escapes his smirked mouth as he sees that you are unable to resist gawking at his thick long cock, the reddened tip leaking precum. He watches you like a predator would a prey, and oh how pretty of a prey you are. Naive girl, he thinks, if only you google translated that website you bought, bidet him, off of, you would have known that by buying the bidet you are now tied to him forever. You are never getting rid of him.

In minutes he has your clothes off and you laid in your bed, which is full of plushies, a range of silky and fluffy pink blankets and so many fucking pillows, in your princess style bed, much to his disgust but it’s so very much so you that he will let it slide. Your bare skin is lit up with the pink string lights that are hung up around your room as you look up at him needily. He leans his head down, his mouth latching onto your nipple, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.

“Such pretty perfect tits.” he rasps against your breasts pressing kisses on them before he moves to the other nipple, one of his hands gripping your hip possessively, holding you in place. His other gropes the flesh of your tit that isn’t receiving attention with his mouth. His mouth and tongue are working their magic on your breast, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

“Oh fuck Sukuna… more.” your voice a needy purrlike moan. He unlatches from your perked nipple to grin like the cheshire cat.

“Needy brat can’t even let me take my time and savor your pretty body.” he murmurs but he is just as impatient as you, even moreso honestly, since he has not properly fucked anything for years. The hand gripping the flesh of your tit trails down your body slowly gliding against your skin. He slowly pushed your legs apart, earning your soft moan as he eyes your glistening cunt.

“Oh you are dripping, look at you.” he growls as his fingers graze against your wet slit. He groaned at how wet you are, his fingers almost immediately getting covered with your honeyed arousal. His fingers slowly circling your clit as he takes in the pleasure on your face, playing with your pussy like an instrument, figuring out what brings you the most pleasure. He smirks, applying the knowledge he has learned from you, fingering yourself on his face (toilet seat) to bring you closer to cumming as quickly as possible, the ego of him oozing out, with everything he does.

“All this just from me toying with your nipples? What a desperate slut you are. Come on, cum for me sweetheart I know you need too. And then I'll eat your sweet pretty pussy before I even determine if you are worthy of my cock.” His words are a mocking coo that pulls you in and threatens to send you over the edge so quickly. His fingers are so skilled and his voice just devours you, honestly how could you resist when this demon commands you to cum for him. Your pretty gasps and moans are like a symphony to his ears and he relishes when you whimper and cum all over his fingers. “There you fucking go. Much better than your tiny ass fingers ever could do. Pathetic honestly.” the mocking yet still sweet purr of his tone has you nodding unable to form proper words, but his words are true, his fingers worked you far better than your own could and you came far faster than you usually do, embarrassingly so.

He spends what feels like hours devouring your pussy much to your whines and protests to bury his cock inside you already. But all he did was mockingly laugh and pull your lower half closer to his face to drink your juices more.

“S’kuna pleaseee just put it in already..” your whines are delirious as he drives you closer to yet another unrelenting orgasm. “This is too much.. ngh..” but your whimpers fall to deaf ears. You can’t even grasp the sheets or his hair anymore as one of his hands holds them in an iron grip. His other hand gripping your hips almost to the point of a delicious bruise to prevent you from squirming or pushing away from him feasting on your cunt.

“Awe poor baby said please..” he scoffs in a mock coo against your pussy before humming against your clit again to make you scream. The vibration from him speaking and humming, sends an overwhelming current of pleasure straight to your core. You immediately nod your head at Sukuna about ready to moan those words out again but he cuts you off with more of his own. “Well maybe you should have thought of that before tasing my balls and calling me a ‘stupid fucking toilet’.”

“I’m sorry I didn't know.. how was I supposed to even know you weren’t a toilet.. pleaseee.” your sobs are combined with loud moans as he absolutely devours you like no one has before.

He lifts his head just a little from your core, breath still fanning on it and making it twitch just to chuckle a little. “Well too fucking bad. I have allll night sweetheart.” he drawls. “And we are just getting fucking started.”

[vintagecandy]

1920s Edward Nygma, A.K.A -- The Riddler! ( I will try to make this one slightly more brief lmao ) ☆ ETSY // COMMISSIONS

So when it comes to the Riddler, ordinarily, I always struggle with him aesthetically, because he doesn't have as much obvious themeing as "southern halloween" or "the entirety of alice in wonderland", and so I knew I wanted to take advantage of how severely I am rearranging all the rogue's aesthetics to give the Riddler something specific and time period appropriate to visually do, yknow?

In my mind, when I think of the Riddler I think of... technically winnable but highly tilted competitions of wit. Almost like a rigged game. That, combined with a very cocky "wise ass" personality. So! I knew pretty early on I wanted him to be a carnival barker! ( Puzzles and riddles and things of that nature were more common as a pass-time back then ) I considered giving him a straw boater instead of his usual bowler hat... but the bowler hat is so iconic to him and time period appropriate, so I left it. I think it still gives carnival owner, tbh, just a little more greasy than cute. Which fits, frankly. Yes, so although carnival imagery is associated with the Joker, the Joker is, of course, a silent film comedian ( in loving homage to his origin ), thus freeing up the funhouse for Edward. Although, he's no clown, he's more the one making a fool out of you.

Edward Nygma, as an orphan immigrant of Irish descent, came to America with nothing but the clothes on his back and his eyes on that shining city on the hill, the beacon of opportunity, and above all-- the land of meritocracy. Of course, however, reality set in after he stepped foot off the boat. It also didn't help the city he set foot in was Gotham. Despite being an engineering prodigy befit the rapidly industrializing city of the future, he ran into bad luck after bad luck, constantly seeming to stumble on his way up the ladder as opportunities slipped away and seemed to be given to-- in his mind-- less deserving men. With his frustration mounting, and a compulsive mind that never seems to let him let any insults to his pride go, it all comes to a breaking point when one of Gotham's biggest corporations scams him out of the patent for one of his innovations. Its only then does he finally realize what the "land of opportunity" really means.

Giving up on the "honest man" approach, Edward resorts to cheap cons, eventually building enough success to open a carnival of games, mysteries, snake oil, and of course, riddles-- Taking on the performer name "The Riddler" as a face for the event. A big, shiny bauble to lure in the dumb masses to willingly fork up their money to him. After all, if they were stupid enough to fall for it, they deserve whatever happens to them. However, this was all a front for the far grander scheme he constructs to take down the company who wronged him all that time ago. Because who would ever suspect a two-bit carnie could be capable of such a thing?

But, careful as he was, stirring trouble that big was enough to bring the attention of the Bat, eventually-- of course-- leading to the reveal that the Riddler anticipated their arrival and turned his carnival into a puzzle laden death trap. Even though Batman wins, because of course, he does incidentally ( or perhaps on purpose ) reveal to the public that the Ed is the real genius behind his stolen tech, thus leaving Mr. Nygma laughing all the way to the mad house. Even if he still doesn't get to own the patent.

Edward has a more... modern and subtle mental illness, being his OCD and other symptoms, and I feel a corrupt 1920s mad house that only vaguely cares to cure its patients would struggle to even understand exactly what the source of his more erratic behavior is coming from. He's constantly tense, speaks a mile a minute and for long periods, and is prone to sudden and aggressive outbursts of anger. They will likely acknowledge he seems obsessive, hyperactive, and prone to grandiose thinking but consider him a less hopeless case compared to say, Jervis Tetch.

However, his alignment lands him squarely in the anti-society section, thus aligning him with his soon to be sometimes-partners in crime, Jonathan and Jervis.

[thistlerock]

I think it'd be really funny if Riz joined the Aguefort LGBT+ alliance mainly just because it counts as a club and he joined all of them. And he doesn't really show up often because he doesn't have time, and Kristen is currently its president so she just fills in that yeah he's here he's helping, and she vaguely clocks that he probably is queer but doesn't actually have time to think about it because so much is going on in their junior year and she vaguely knows that Riz signed up for a bunch of shit to get into college easier.

But like. A whole year later she finally asks like hey Riz that alliance is kinda a queer thing and you're welcome to hang but like idk and he just goes yeah obviously I'm queer I hate sex and love men. He doesn't say it like it's just funnier to me. And it's a whole thing. Full on spit take. "Why didn't you tell me???" "What the fuck do you mean why didn't I tell you I'm in your lgbt alliance." He's oriented aroace I think. Like he's gay (Baron's a he) but it doesn't really matter because he doesn't want to date or anything and any time he gets even close to thinking "oh that guy is attractive" his ocd brain decides to blast him with sexual intrusive thoughts and he's so repulsed by them that he fully doesn't clock the initial feeling as sexual attraction for maybe a year. Men are pretty but asexuality is stronger slash lighthearted. He openly calls himself aroace the gay thing is more something for him to privately take comfort in because exact labels make him feel like he's on top of things. But yeah that's off topic the thing I wanted to say is it's funny to me if Riz is very openly queer he just doesn't have a "proper" coming out so none of his friends know and are all shocked when he casually brings it up.

Kristen like, figured he was ace and maybe aro but just didn't know yet and didn't wanna be pushy meanwhile Riz fully owns a pride flag. Him technically liking guys does surprise her though, I think. Also he's surprised that his friends are all surprised, Riz for some reason assumed they'd all catch on eventually. "Why is this news to you I said Ragh is hot." World shattered. Horrifying. Fabian and Fig would be SO dramatic about it too. Actually Gorgug is the only one who isn't surprised because "yeah he's in the lgbt+ alliance of course he's queer I thought we all knew" he really didn't think about it that much LOL. But yeah. That's how I do Riz, I think it's funny. Love that guy. (Like I cannot stress enough how funny it is to me to not make him "no attraction, doesn't really think about sex" but instead "yes some level of attraction, thinks about sex against his will, hates it." He HAS to suffer. I am NOT letting that kid catch a break.)

[princesssunderworld]

Also thinking…

If you and Pope had a baby. When he wasn’t home he would have cameras set up throughout the house.

He would watch pretty much all day. Not just for any safety reasons (although that is what he would tell himself.). It’s because he is obsessed with watching you be the mother to his child.

He is obsessed with watching you take care of the baby you created together, your little baby girl.

How naturally motherhood comes to you.

Listening to you sing to your her, watching you feed her, watching you play with her. Watching you take on the housewife role while the baby slept.

Keeping your house clean, respecting his OCD style of cleanliness. He had doubts before that it annoyed you. But with watching he sees you have no problems and respect his way of doing things. You love him, of course you do.

But is ABSOLUTE favorite thing to watch, is when you are in the rocking chair, singing to her and you fall asleep with your baby girl on your chest doing skin to skin. It’s the most beautiful thing he has seen.

He is obsessed with watching. It’s not sexual in any way. It’s the trust and the love he has for you both of you and the trust and love he knows you have for him.

He even catches you telling her how good of a daddy she has.

He thinks you dont know about the cameras, but you do. You figured it out after the third time he rushed home while you were having a stressful day with the baby. He saw you crying while she cried and hated seeing you stressed. He was home within 10 minutes. He took over so you could sleep. He made you camomile tea and promised he would be home more. You reassured him that he was home plenty, that if he was doing a job he made sure to spend as little amount as possible with his brothers. You tell him how much you appreciate that he is the one who gets up in the middle of the nights to take care of your little girl.

You don’t tell him you know about the cameras, because you love them too. The feeling of having him watching over you and taking care of you even when he is not home. It’s comforting to you.

Yeah, most people find your obsessions with each other weird. But the only thing that matters to you is that you love each other and have each other and trust each other.

Don’t even get me started on how much he watches when your little girl becomes a toddler. You make sure her first worlds are “dada”

Ugh I can go on.

(Sorry this is self indulgent. I was bombarded with legally becoming the primary guardian of my brother’s twin 7 week old twins and his girlfriend’s five year old son. So the thought of a man helping me out is such a fantasy right now.) family drama am I right?

[malwaredykes]

well. here she is. miss Leigh Stasik.

trans woman. stubborn, incorrigible, eccentric. communist; she has leftist in-fighting with herself on the regular. a cannibal; she has no moral qualms about this, and its both a bit of a spiritual thing and a bit of a pragmatic thing. medic (not a doctor. no medical license). she knows for sure she had some kind of significant personality change from being shot in the head, but she doesn't remember what she was like exactly before it happened, it all became this kind of distant memory soup. shes originally from west new cali, but she grew very attached to the mojave. and has a lot of contempt for the ncr. She Will Serve Crack Before She Serves This Country. thank god the army discriminates against transsexuals etc. zero tolerance for the legion, obviously.

she firmly believes she is not nice, or kind, or compassionate, but instead her actions and her general sense of justice stem from her simply doing whats the most logical and objectively beneficial. it may be true to some extent, but she might also have a wee bit of ocd of the "i am a horrible person whos at all times like 2 seconds away from committing atrocities" variety.

shes a SCIENTIST. unofficially. she doesnt have a degree nor a chosen field of study. she makes her own hrt and other mysterious concoctions, including designer chems. which she claims she ingests injects etc not for recreational purposes, but to Enhance Her Powers And Possibilities. she reads old world books about psychology so she can manipulate people better. and makes weird contraptions and doohickeys while high. shes a HACKER of course and hacks terminals and systems for fun and just to see if she can.

her stats are out there due to implants and intense training, originally they were rather average. in-game she wears combat armor mk 2, but i see her having spruced it up like this. her main weapon is the ycs/186, the unique gauss rifle, but before that she used a modded plasma pistol. which she very much enjoyed the silly appearance of. because it was so small and with so much shit tacked on and she could just hold it in one hand like a mutated revolver like Hands up motherfucker bang bang bang lol. her melee weapon of choice is the machete gladius, but she's been training to be able to wield a thermic lance.

in my head the trajectory of her actions and the fate of the mojave that follows is different from what you can do with the game, because leigh could only go for The Secret Leftist Route Which Was Supposed To Be In The Game But We Were Robbed Of It.

boone was the first friend she made after leaving goodsprings and their relationship is particularly notable. they are Comrades, Siblings-In-Arms, Worsties (like besties but fucked up). theyve seen each other at their worst. they annoy each other on purpose. theyve had serious ideological clashes with each other and some ways in which boone perceives the world drive leigh absolutely nuts. they're ride or die for each other. theyre the kind of comfortable around each other where she'll be on the toilet and smoking a cig with the door open and talking to him, while he's naked sitting on the floor removing stitches from his leg. she's done surgery without anesthesia on him. he's projectile vomited blood on her from being poisoned by cazadores. she strongly encourages him to become a traitor to the ncr and to take part in the revolution and the formation of the new independent mojave alliance. somehow, it works on him in the end. shamefully they kinda like snuggling... boone bro come to bed man its nighty night man its beddy bye time.

shes in love with lily bowen. i havent decided yet whether she actually makes a move. but she thinks lily is sooooo dreamy. and shes right. if you dont think the enormous 203 year old blue mutant woman is dreamy thats your problem. outta her way

[thegoodwitchsworld]

this is def self indulgent but what about bucky who notices all of readers little habits? maybe they have ocd or has a lot of stims and tics or something that and he’s just so sweet and doesn’t even say anything, he just goes with it. Could also be a cute aftercare idea, maybe reader has a specific routine

ROUTINE

Warnings- So much fluff.

A/N- Hey anon, thank you for the request! I was at work, and thinking about this story, and I daydreamed so much everyone questioned why I was smiling for no reason all day (In a relationship with Bucky Barnes of course). I hope you'll like this, I am not sure if it's very much to your expectations, but if you specify what you meant by tics a little more, I would love to write another one exactly like that. Cheers! ❤️

He has been watching you for the last half hour or so.

You sit at your dressing table, wearing one of his shirts that comes down to your thighs. You both have just had mind-bowing, toe-curling sex, as always.

And you're doing skincare.

Bucky can't help but be equally amused and frustrated at the number of bottles and lotions and facemasks that you keep putting on your face. Every time he thinks you're done, you pick up something new. He knows you have a routine, and when you don't follow it exactly to a T you tend to get up in the middle of the night because "I forgot to remove my makeup!" Bucky doesn't mind. He loves watching his princess be a princess. But Bucky's also a needy man.

"Baby."

He says gently, and you jolt out of your reverie. You are so relaxed when you do your routine that you forget anything else exists.

"Y-yeah bucky?" You look back at him sweetly, curling your eyelashes with castor oil on a mascara wand.

"I need you," he pouts. Exactly like a 5-year-old.

You giggle and roll your eyes as you remove the curlers from your hair.

"I'm coming bucky! The fruits of patience are always sweet", you retort playfully, giggling again.

"I want YOUR fruits though," he tells you suggestively, a cheeky smirk on his face. He adores when you blush, and when you blush you just start laughing even harder like a schoolgirl. He lives for that sound.

Finally, when you're all done, and still just admiring yourself in the mirror, Bucky can't take it anymore. It's not that you're obsessed with beauty. You like yourself (mostly). You just want to be the prettiest for your absolutely Greek God boyfriend.

Bucky gets up from the bed and walks over to you.

"Bucky! Nooo!" You squeal as your boyfriend wraps you in a bear hug, lifting you off the seat. He grins as he leaves wet kisses all over your face, making you wince in mock disgust when you JUST did your skincare so meticulously, before he finally puts you down.

You huff angrily, stamping your foot.

"You messed up my hair AND my skin! I hate you!" You scowl as you cross your arms.

"You look adorable baby girl," he chuckles and bends down, kissing your cheek. "Now who's my pretty baby?"

You try to stop yourself from giggling, but you still smile and bob your head.

"I am."

"That's right. And now it's Boyfriend cuddle time."

He picks you up and drops you on the bed, and gets in with you, nuzzling your nose with his. His hands find your waist, feeling your soft skin under your his shirt. He buries his face in your neck, inhaling deeply as your scent fills his lungs, making him finally feel calm after a very long day.

"It tickles Bucky!", you giggle as he nips at your ear and the skin on your shoulder.

"Oh really?", he grins evilly before he full-on attacks you, tickling your body everywhere. You laugh so hard you accidentally snort. Your eyes widen as you pray he didn't hear you.

"What's wrong baby? Did I hurt you?" He asks concerned when you suddenly stop laughing.

"No i - i just made things weird i guess...." You look away, embarrassed. Bucky frowns and turns your face by your chin to face him.

"Because you snorted?"

"Mhmm". You give a small nod, his eyes looking into yours.

He bursts into laughter and hugs you to his chest.

"Baby you couldn't do a single thing in the world that I wouldn't find adorable. You sneeze and I'm like "Aww she is so cute", you giggle and it's the most beautiful sound in the world, and your little snorts are so so adorable too sweetheart. You can be as weird as you want ", he laughs as he finishes his little speech.

Your heart melts into a little puddle. But first things first.

"Bucky?"

"Yeah baby?"

"I can't breathe," you finally manage to squeak. Bucky grins as he presses you even further into his chest, muffling all your weak protests. But he's always telling you it would be such a good way to die being trapped between your legs, and you think this is the female equivalent of that feeling. You just give in and let yourself be hugged by your giant teddy bear.

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[bahja-blix]

Besides martha x Mayberry weirdly being a thing my ass is trying to figure out what’s the theme of this pride party 😭

Why is there multiple different party themes going on why does everyone feel like they are photoshopped into the photo it’s giving AI generated because everyone looks broken especially vortex

PART 1: Your not alone when I say that a Lot of people are confused, concerned, and have questioned the non existence of MarthaBerry as a fake ship since it was made specifically for corporate pandering purposes since June is around the corner. The ship itself doesn't make any sense whatsoever.

@doodler16 confirmed was Morgana herself that wanted more of this for "representation" so of course there will be more merch of them together regardless if it makes sense or not...

Of course because of Morgana's identity, she has to self insert herself and the way she is into the show and tank it some more with poor decisions like this that dont make sense.

Look if you're going to self insert than you have to be more than just your identity! I get wanting representation but this is just 💩

A human being with complicated struggles and arcs is more complex than this

Part of The Doodlers post explaining it ^^

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PART 2: Before I point out some things in the mess, I'll quickly say this!

The theme itself is cluttered and Clunk as Fuck!

What am I supposed to say to this? What the HELL am I even supposed to be looking at?

It's just... Infinitely worse than the last pride parade poster they put out last time.

Theres so much going on here I can't even focus on anything.

It's a literal eyesore and my OCD is Through The Roof!

The reason it looks like broken, poor photoshopped ai is because like I said there's too much 💩 going on at once! Plus Vivziepop tends to hire an altitude of artists to work at the same time and maybe the artist didn't know how to draw everyone because I can totally see a lot of errors.

How the Fuck is this diversity? Or inclusive?

I mean... if you were going to pander so hard and so heavy than you should've just went all in but then that would also mean more of a mess to look at!

Is diversity Supposed? to look like 💩? Because this just isn't it mate 😭

Number 1: Why does Bee celebrate her sexuality by wearing Granny Pannies or a Diaper over tennis shorts? Is that supposed to scream "PANSEXUAL YAS"??? Is that supposed to be a cooking outfit??? Because holy sh💩 it doesn't look good.

The only thing I liked was the fact that Bee looks like she's about to cake face plant Stolas because he Fucking deserves it I'm ngl

2: [Slight TW: Briefly talking about Sallies Identity]

Of course we have to stereotype and emphasize the fact that Sallie May whos lesbian does in Fact have a penis because why wouldn't you want to stereotype the Trans community or your own Trans character whos got a complex and complicated identity to explore since theres a lot more than the eye meets to transitioning.

The pride picture even goes as far as to literally HIGHLIGHT her area with the white surrounding it.... because I guess thats All Sallie May is right???? Just her fucking identity and thats it... no character development, barely a story, no arc, no realization on how she became the person she wanted to be, just jack 💩.

You know Vivziepop, transitioning is Not a walk in the park and there's a Lot involved.

It's not easy to do where you snap your fingers and boom it happens because fucking magic.

Do you know what I mean Vivziepop? We could've got something far complex than the Fuckass Stolitz Show that doesn't give us 💩 but drama llamas and soap operas but we got nothing. Nothing but over sexualization of our gal Sal...

I get that Morgana is comfy not tucking and that this Is technically her self insert (and I think Sallie May is Levels better than Morgana's mean narc ass) but to continue:

There has been such horrible backlash Vivziepop faced for sexualizing Sallie for her identity alone, For the Bulge she has in the fucking merch lines instead of treating her like a Real character with deep complexity and story arcs like the fans want! Morgana approves of this! She allowed Sallie to be wasted instead of treating her better. Because that's representation to her!

I get we got a short with Mills and Sallie but that's Not enough for our gal Sal... she deserves better dude come on spindlehorse. Does it really kill you to actually expand on her as a character? Because I actually like her. Do better, but I guess Vivziepop didn't learn that lesson regardless of the backlash she constantly faces due to her and the crews horrible ass writing decisions.

End of that...

Moxxie who's represented as bisexual in this is literally covered up by All of these assholes because F You that's why. Why would the punching bag get to shine and catch a break 🤪

We have Verosika who's probably in her 30s tryna cosplay as a younger version of Jojo Siwa ripoff because????? This isn't 2010 anymore and you aint 13 years old. I can see why people call this Millennial Core and it Shows!

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Honestly that's all I have to say for now I of course wanna make separate posts on other stuff so I'll save that for later.

[theyanderespecialist]

Hoodie's Baby Mama (Headcanons/Scenario) Yandere Hoodie X Pregnant Reader (Creepypasta)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am here with a new chapter! This one will have Yandere Hoodie with you who are pregnant with his baby! Headcanons of what he would be like with you pregnant and the intro to the mini-series scenario! Let's do this! 

(Disclaimer: Hoodie is not Yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!)  

Anyways please enjoy this chapter!] 

-Yandere Headcanons With Hoodie X Pregnant Listener From The Creepypasta Fandom-

.Like I have said before Hoodie is very territorial as a yandere. 

.That only gets worse when he gets you pregnant. 

.He loved you and had you in his life, and now he needs to keep you safe and sound. 

.He had kidnapped you at this point and had already got you pregnant. 

.At this point you have to some degree accepted his love. 

.You live in the creepypasta mansion and live under the protection of your boyfriend. 

.He would be paranoid about your safety and would do everything to keep you safe and sound. 

.He would prefer you to be in his room when he is on a mission for Slenderman. 

.Having one of Slenderman's servants to take care of you with food and such. 

.He would be very controlling with your safety when you are pregnant with your guy's child or children. 

.He did not want you to be hurt and wanted you to be taken care of. 

.So he would be very controlling but it is to keep you safe and sound and not to have control over you. 

.He would be there for you as much as he can, holding your hair back, when you are throwing up with morning sickness. 

.Getting you as many snacks as you want whenever you are having a craving. 

.He is there for you when the emotional shit is too much. 

.He would be excited to have a kid with you and would love to touch your belly. 

.Talking about the names that you and him could give your baby. 

.If they will be a boy or girl or twins. 

.He is beyond excited. 

.Of course, back to his territorial side of things, he would not let ANYONE near you when you are pregnant. 

.He would even get in a mood when slenderman was close to you. 

.He cannot do anything to slenderman to keep him from you, but he would still not like it, not at all. 

.If anyone tried to touch your belly he would for sure break their hands. 

.No one touches your baby bump fuck that shit. 

.He gives them one warning and if they do it after that they will be hurt. 

.If they look at you too long while you are pregnant he would glare at them hatefully and possibly would fuck them up as well. 

.He is very violent with any rivals that try and get near you while you are pregnant. 

.You are HIS Baby mama and that baby or babies growing inside you is proof that you are his and they better fuck the frick off. 

.He would try and cook healthy meals for you and monitor your caffeine intake. 

.But he does give in and lets you eat your cravings almost all the time. 

.He would be paranoid about cleanliness when you are pregnant. 

.Having a bit of OCD with it and needing to keep you clean so that the baby is healthy. 

.He would do his best to make sure that you are well taking care of in general. 

.And that he is there when you are going to give birth. 

.He rather die than not be there for you when you need him most. 

(Now the scenario for the intro for this mini-series)  (Hoodie) (Pregnancy Tests) 

(No One's POV) 

Hoodie was rushing back to the creepypast mansion. A large plastic bag, filled with a gallon of orange juice and three pregnancy tests. His girlfriend, who is you has finally just started loving him after he kidnapped you. He was not going to lose you because of this, since you have been showing some sides of being pregnant. So he had rushed to get pregnancy tests for you.  He could not wait for the healer to get here for you to be tested. So he sped through the woods and got them. He slams the front door open and his head hurts as Slenderman's voice rings through his head.  "DO NOT SLAM MY DOOR!" He shouts.  "Sorry sir!" He shouts and rushes up to his and your room.  " He made it there and you were in the bathroom throwing up. He is quick to get in there with you and pull your hair back. "Hey, it is okay." He tells you. "I got you."  Soon you were done throwing up and he helped you up as you rinse your mouth up.  "Do you have to pee?" He asks and you blink. 

"Yeah, why?" You ask him.  "I got some pregnancy tests. Pee in this cup and then we can test all three!" He says and you sigh peeing in the cup he tests the three different tests and then sets a timer.  "Do you really think I am pregnant?" You ask him.  "It seems you could be, I need to make sure." Is all he says and you two fall into silence.  The fifteen minutes pass and then the timer goes off he grabs all three and looks at you. "No matter what the result is, I love." He says, before adding. "And you are mine, you always will be mine." 

He looks at them and grins. before pulling you into a kiss. "We are pregnant!" He cheers. 

Your legs felt weak at this and you felt like you were going to pass out. He catches you and holds you close. 

"Hey, Hey, (Name)." He says sweetly. "It is okay, we will be okay, come on, let's get you to bed."  He picked you up, carried you to the bed, and laid you down on it.  He kneels next to the bed a smiles at you. "I love you, and our baby or babies, I will never let you or them go." 

You knew now you would never get a chance to run, you had slowly started to love him, but now finding out you are pregnant reminded you that he killed your partner and kidnapped you. You are pregnant with the man who killed the love of your life, the man who kidnapped you, the man who kept you prisoner here, and there is now no chance of ever being free of him, 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS The first chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for refusing to do anything to help my roommate's baby?

More of a "was I an asshole" rather than "am I an asshole?"

I (21F) am a college student living in an apartment with two roommates, Anna (22F) and Mica (23NB). I've lived with Anna for two years now and Mica for one, and we've all always gotten along great with no major issues apart from the fact that Anna's boyfriend of several years is emotionally manipulative and incredibly insecure and jealous, but that's an issue for another time, except that I don't like him and make no secret of it. I also don't like children, never want children, and crying babies is one of the biggest overload/meltdown triggers I have because it stresses me out and also triggers some violent intrusive thoughts (I have autism and OCD, which both of my roommates know about, but never cause any significant issues and I don't act on those thoughts.) That is to say, I should not and do not want to be around children.

Anna and I live far enough apart over the summer that we only see each other during the school year, and this year I'm a junior and she's a senior. I showed up at the beginning of this school year and lo and behold, Anna is about five months pregnant. Turns out it happened toward the end of last school year, she didn't tell anyone at first, and didn't bother to mention it over the summer (which I'm pissed about). I was NOT expecting one of my closest college friends to be about to have a baby, let alone one that I'm living with.

For the next few months, I helped her out, drove her to doctor appointments, etc, because of course the shitbag boyfriend lives like three hours away (where Anna lives when she's not at college) and refuses to drive over to help her out himself. However, I made it clear that I wanted nothing to do with the baby once it's born. I wouldn't be helping her with diapers, wouldn't babysit, don't want her to put formula bottles on my shelf in the fridge, won't play with the baby or anything. I don't have the patience for that, I don't want the baby in my shit, I work 20 hours a week on top of my classes and homework and do not have time or desire to deal with a tiny human.

Fast forward to when the baby is born, Anna keeps saying she's looking for somewhere else to move, wants to move back full time to live with her shitbag boyfriend, have him help with the baby. Our other roommate Mica helps occasionally with the baby and is willing to do basic stuff and occasionally rocks him to sleep when they're sitting on the couch and stuff, but I refuse. Several months later Anna still hasn't moved out and has barely made the effort she says she will, she talks about the boyfriend a lot but I have literally NEVER seen him in person since the baby was born (he was there for the birth and that's it, drove her to our apartment afterwards since I didn't want to be there, then left again).

If there's ever a time when I'd be the only one home at the apartment and Anna asks me to babysit for a little while, I change plans and always leave so I'm not there even if it just means doing homework at the campus library instead of my room. Anna is exhausted and literally does nothing around the house anymore, never comes grocery shopping with Mica and I because she refuses to leave the baby home alone but doesn't want to take him to the store, I'm doing all of her dishes cause apparently she can't do that either, she asks us to do her laundry and cook dinner and everything for her now and I feel like we're being treated/put into the role of the baby's father.

I cannot stand children, I don't think Anna has any excuse for trying to make us care for her child, she seems to expect us to take care of him while she's in class and she can barely even afford her own share of rent and groceries and stuff let alone a baby (or hiring childcare), and I made it clear even before the baby was born that I wanted nothing to do with him and will not engage with him or do anything for him, and I think my "it's your fault you had a baby, sucks for you, now deal with the consequences" attitude is what might make me an asshole here but I'm so exhausted and my mental energy is always drained from the damn kid screaming and crying and making a mess of the house.

Mica talked to me privately recently and mentioned that they understand that I don't like children and that they're also upset with the fact that Anna can't take care of a child herself when she's a full time college student without a job and a shitty boyfriend who's barely in the picture, but they want me to try to engage more and have a bit of sympathy for Anna and not leave her completely stranded with an infant. I don't want children, I don't want to live with one, and don't want to have to care for one.

It's now April as of writing this and I have since moved out of the apartment (Anna and Mica still live together), I left in January at the start of spring semester when on-campus dorm housing was available and live with another friend whose roommate transferred the prior semester. I still see Anna around campus but I feel like the baby completely ruined our friendship but I still hang out with Mica a lot and occasionally get updates that way. I'm much happier, my mental health is better, and I'm not living constantly stressed and on edge because of the baby, and Anna still hasn't moved in with her boyfriend despite saying she's trying to for months now.

Was I an asshole for refusing to support my roommate and her baby, and essentially giving the ultimatum of "either the baby goes or I do?"

[charliedawn]

Can the slashers meet Eddie Gluskin? I am just curious you don’t have to if you do not want to. And have a good day or night😊

Warning: MY KNOWLEDGE OF EDDIE GLUSKIN IS ALMOST NONE EXISTENT AND THIS IS AN INTERPRETATION OF WHO I THINK HE IS. PLEASE. DON’T COME AT ME.

Eddie Gluskin AKA "The Groom"

- 46 years old

- Patient with OCD and post-traumatic disorder. Obsessed with finding himself a wife. Abused physically and mentally as a child.

- Very tall and muscular man, middle-aged, with a black slicked back disconnected undercut hairstyle which is neatly combed down and light blue eyes.

- Eddie's face is covered with red scabs, skin peelings and he has a severe case of subconjunctival hemorrhage in both eyes, the right more so than left.

Face claim for him: Cillian Murphy.

VERY DANGEROUS. APPROACH WITH CARE.

Once you read his file, you frowned as you learned that Eddie Gluskin had been abused at a young age. You already felt bad for him. You knew that the first thing that man would need once entering St Louis was to have his personal space as patients with post-traumatic disorder needed to be handled with care—especially the first few days. Hence, you decided to keep his arrival a secret from the slashers at first, as to not frighten him. You were walking towards the entrance with General McCain and a couple of his men when you were made aware he had arrived.

"Be careful. He has already killed two guards in Mount Massive Asylum not a week ago. He is a tough guy."

You chuckled and shook your head.

"Don’t worry, James. I know how to handle tough guys…"

James nodded with a small smile on his face before he opened the door for you and you entered the room where a handful of policemen were waiting. They were surrounding a man who was chained down to the bench he was sitting on. The man was quiet and his eyes were facing down to the ground. You took a few steps forward before making your way through the policemen to reach the patient.

You stood before him.

"…Eddie Gluskin I presume ?"

The man remained silent for a while before he slowly raised his eyes to look at you.

"…"

He didn’t speak a word. He just started staring at you before you smiled and decided to introduce yourself.

"Y/N L/N. But, you can call me Nurse Y/N. Pleasure to meet you." You extended your hand forward and Eddie Gluskin stared at it for a moment. You chuckled awkwardly as you realised he couldn’t really shake it as he was chained up.

"Oh. Right. Sorry about that. I—" You were cut short when you felt a pressure on your knuckles and your eyes widened as you realised that Eddie Gluskin had just kissed your hand.

…

He then looked up at you with a smile and finally replied.

"Pleasure shared…"

You blinked twice in astonishment before you quickly retreated your hand and Eddie simply smiled at you. Little did you know…You had just unintentionally became Eddie Gluskin’s next 'wife'.

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First time meeting the slashers:

Freddy *appears wearing a wedding dress* : "Heard you were looking for a wife ?"

…What did you expect from the simp master himself ? Of course he would shoot his shot. Eddie is hot. In the way that he is tall, muscular and could rip Freddy to shreds…Of course Freddy would simp for him.

Eddie likes him, but only because he finds him amusing. Eddie chooses his wives upon various very strict criteria. Unfortunately, Freddy wouldn’t make the cut.

Freddy *looking at Author* : "Hey ! What’s that supposed to mean ?!"

When Brahms met Eddie, they both did not really talk much. However, after Eddie spent a little more time around Brahms, he started finding his company enjoyable…

Let’s be honest here.

Brahms would be the perfect bride for Eddie. Brahms is sweet, attentive and touch-starved. So, Eddie would surely like him.

But, I think Eddie would also see him as a child so maybe he wouldn’t try anything, but they would hit it off pretty quickly as two very distinguished gentlemen.

Alpha male standoff.

Eddie Gluskin is the same height and bulk as Michael, which means in Michael language: danger. Michael is like the daddy of the slashers. He protects them. So the first thing that would go through his head would be:

Should I be worried about that guy ?

And the answer is yes.

Eddie Gluskin also noticed the chain of power around St Louis and immediately noticed that all the slashers respected or didn’t mess with Michael. And you—his precious future wife—dared to spend a lot of time around Michael.

So, they wouldn’t really like each other.

Pennywise once pranked him by pretending to be you and Eddie kissed him. Eddie genuinely thought it was you and was so happy…until he opened his eyes and saw it was Pennywise.

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He punched Pennywise in the face so many times that it took 6 nurses to get him off Pennywise.

Penny bit Eddie Gluskin’s arm because of what he did to his brother.

…

He liked the taste.

Jason met Eddie Gluskin when he was tending to his frogs. He was in the garden near the pond when Eddie came and sat down next to him. They started spending time together and Eddie even started helping him with his frogs.

They became friends—which is quite a feat considering Jason’s trust issues.

…Father Paul’s face after Eddie Gluskin came to him for the 11th time to ask him to officialise his marriage to you. (Give the poor man a break. 🤣)

Even though, A: You’re not aware of it.

B: Eddie Gluskin is mad.

And C: Father Paul is obviously no longer a priest.

But he still does it every time because A: He is bored, and B: Eddie doesn’t leave him alone unless he somehow convinces him that he would so…

[silasamerica]

Gotham 2014 omegaverse hcs. Sorry

DISCLAIMER: This post was not made with the intent of it being gooning material. I am only making this post because taking this concept completely serious is the funniest thing to me and I have no motivation currently to finish my more serious Gotham posts. Enjoy my madness or stone me for it. Both choices are reasonable. Bruce, Ivy and Selina will not be included in this HCS list for obvious reasons.

Jim- beta who pretends to be an alpha. Despite it being a system that he does not fit neatly under, he will still cling to it because the status quo is how he defines his world. Basically trying to fulfill an impossible ideal similarly to what he does with his work. I totally did not assign this to him as punishment. Fakes his smell with perfumes emulating how alphas smell.

Oswald- I know it’s easy to assign Oswald as an overcompensating omega BUT!!!!! Alpha who pretends to be a beta. Hear me out. He already doesn’t fit in so him being an alpha that doesn’t fulfill the societal standard for them would be isolating. He would of course accept his difference just like he does with everything else that he has been bullied for, but it’s still a spot sore enough that he hides his true nature. Think similarly to him hiding his nature from fish. He would believe the societal standards for alphas and omegas are all bullshit so would just pretend to be a beta so he doesn’t have to think about it all. frequent blockers and perfume to hide his scent user.

Edward- Omega that pretends to be a beta. Been doing this since leaving his father as both a way to ensure safety and so he would escape a role he was bullied and abused for all of his life. Just like Oswald, he also thinks the roles are completely idiotic and finds alphas just as overdramatic and illogical as omegas are claimed to be. He hates both sides for how much they cling to stereotypes and act like they’re all true no matter what. Nonetheless, he pretends he doesn’t feel this way most of the time since my boy is masking and trying to get people to like him. As soon as he’s the riddler he stops holding back those opinions. Abuses suppressants and hides his scent with perfumes even if he is riddler though. His ocd demons would get him if he didn’t. You know how Edward is

(Also. Nygmobblepot tanget here. Ed and Oswald would bond over having to pretend to be betas in this scenario. They would. They both feel isolated and belittled for their status whether it be they do not fit into the stereotypes or their role is used as justification for bullying. They would both feed into the others idea that they are superior to it all. And as soon as they start hating eachother in season three, they claim the other is acting just as how an alpha or omega would act to hurt them. Edward sees Oswald as an average abusive alpha who can’t control his anger or emotions and Oswald seeing Edward as an omega who THINKS he has escapes every stereotype of omegas when he embodies them constantly. Even in this fucking situation they find a way to hurt eachother. We gotta throw these two out)

Leslie- my first conviction for her was Omega but like. I'm assigning her an alpha pretending to be an Omega idgaf it suits her. She did try to convince herself she was an omega for years but she couldn’t lie to herself forever. Since being an alpha is inconvenient to how she presents herself, she hides and represses it. Think like an extended version of the while Tetch virus inner darkness shit she had. This is the mindset I’m applying her. Uses blockers and tries to hide her scent but stops hiding her scent during the narrows arc because she sees no point in lying about who she truly is now.

Barbara- Omega BUT!!!! Pretends to be an alpha post Arkham stay because she's insecure and wants to have power in some way. No one believes her. Abuses suppressants and perfumes season one for the reason stated above

Tabitha- alpha. No comment.

Butch- insecure beta. Not apart of this madness even if he unreasonably wishes he was a little bit.

Fish- alpha. No comment.

Bullock- alpha. A very backwards alpha to the point every time the Omegaverse roles get brought up around him it's fucking awful. Jim cringes from it. This doesn't stop him from fucking fish though that's a exception

Lucius- beta. #notfreakyliketherestofyall #mightbethefirstfreakybetathoughsonevermind

Kristen- beta BUT!!! Pretends to be an Omega all the time due to her history of dating alphas. Every alpha she's met has a major Omega bias and sees betas as kinda a dissapointment so she has been faking this shit for years. Tries to fake Omega traits and says she's on suppreants when it comes to her not having any heats. Edward was the first person she dated that made her feel like she could be more open due to his "beta" status (GIRL DON’T FOCUS ON WHAT ROLE HE IS!!!! RUN!!!!)

Isabella- Omega. Genuinely the most stereotypical Omega known to man to the point every Omega besides Edward cringes from her behavior. Avoids suppressants to the point it teeters on self harm. Stand up.

Jerome- Omega that pretends to be an alpha. Think of the damn imagery.

Jeremiah- alpha that pretends to be a Omega. Wolf in sheep's clothing situation here.

Zsasz- sterilized omega. No comment

[kiyomitakada]

i dont think its been asked but it feels wrong to ask sachiko and not have anyone ask soichiro so. soichiro for the ask game if you wouldnt mind

i absolutely do not mind i love soichiro!!!! one of the best characters in this franchise for real

favorite thing about them: the way his instincts tend towards violence and he's terrified about it

he imprisons himself for two whole months just because he's scared he'll hurt the people around him. the ocd is not a headcanon at this point it's canon to me

least favorite thing about them: the casual paternalistic sexism is like, kind of part and parcel of who he is (and makes light's personality make a lot more sense) but still annoys me every time. he says it's not possible for sayu to have gotten the death note, he's basically forbidden sayu from dating boys… it's subtle but it's always there

favorite line: (this is the one line i like the anime version of more) light, my son. from one murderer to another, i'll see you in hell.

brOTP: i am fucking obsessed with light and soichiro's relationship i have like ten drafts from months ago rambling about them in agony. i think the fanon perception of soichiro as unwilling to accept light's guilt is basically the opposite of what actually happened: he doubts light constantly and he hates himself for it. he literally says on his deathbed that he's so relieved light isn't kira, and matsuda says, "o-of course he isn't! you were still worried about that?" (74) and light's face, god. to know your dad secretly suspected you of being a murderer for five years. to know that he's right.

also him and light are the same kind of punitive justice brainrotted to me. the one difference between them is that soichiro can't do the mental gymnastics light can. like, soichiro is determined to bring down "evil" even if he sacrifices himself for it; light is determined to do the exact same thing. and both of their definitions of sacrifice are kind of fucked! light's for obvious reasons (no the greatest loss to the world isn't your pure soul, it's that you're murdering hundreds of thousands of people) but also every time soichiro considers self-sacrifice light is like "what about mom and sayu?" and soichiro just doesn't. care. like he cares about sachiko and sayu but he thinks of their pain as an extension of his pain

does this make sense. okay here's a clearer example: when soichiro says he's willing to die in an explosion if it means bringing mello down with him, and then this happens

task force in the background: hey uh no the fuck we're not?

but also what i love about soichiro is that he can never actually go through with it. mello correctly clocks that he has never killed a person before. he's punitive justice brainrotted but he can't bring himself to write down mello's name. and That is the difference between soichiro and light.

awww what's the problem light-kun are you coming to the realization that your role model in life would rather die than become kira?

OTP: i think he and sachiko do genuinely love each other. however i am obsessed with soichello by proxy it's so real to me i love that all their interactions are mello reading him to filth. i dont have much to say about it because i have not spent much time rotating mello in my head but I See The Vision. also the fact that what gets soichiro to pull a gun on mello is when mello says he hasn't killed anyone is sooo good it's like soichiro's insecure about it

nOTP: iiii. uh. hm. i can kind of see soi/matsu as a onesided crush on matsuda's end but i can't really see soichiro reciprocating. could be convinced though as ever

random headcanon: okay i know that i just said it's important to soichiro's character that he's never killed before BUT indulge my crack headcanon for a second. some other shinigami dropped a death note into the human realm maybe a year before 11/28/2003. soichiro picked it up, used it once, and then immediately had a heart attack. the shinigami was like wow you are Not meant for this lmao and took the notebook back immediately. soichiro does not remember this for obvious reasons

unpopular opinion: he doesn't actually like being a cop. quitting would fix him. please soichiro please your family loves you you don't have to do this

song i associate with them: policemen swear to god love seeping from their guns…………

favorite picture of them:

what can i say. it's iconic

[softpine]

So this might be a weird question. Do they have sex? Neither of them seem inclined

RIGHT WELL ABOUT THAT.... there are a ton of things i had intentions to write but probably wouldn't have gathered the courage to post because they ended up becoming far too personal for me. and frankly i don't think people were ready to read and be compassionate about this specific plot line, which was a huge problem because it was so personal to me. i don't want to go into detail, but it had a lot to do with intrusive thoughts. i realized that i couldn't portray that in the specific way i wanted to using this visual medium. i was terrified that my meaning would be misconstrued considering the topic is already so misunderstood by those who haven't experienced it. basically, i wrote myself into a corner by setting up this plot line and then realizing i actually am sooo not ready to share this with the world.

but i can still answer your question!! the short answer is yes, sometimes.

the long answer is that casper is ace, but for many reasons, you wouldn't hear him use that language himself. he wholeheartedly believes his complicated feelings about intimacy stem from OCD (oh yeah idk if this will be surprising to anyone, but i was in the process of saddling him with that 😌), and who his biological father is and knowing he shares his genetics, and also due to the way he was raised (mikaela may have been really good about teaching safe sex, but she was also a young mom who gave him an extreme fear of pregnancy lmao). it's hard to make sense of these outside factors and how they relate to inherent sexual attraction, and well, honestly... casper is not the type of person to investigate his feelings in this way. as he gets closer with coco and things start heading towards a relationship, he tells her that sex isn't his thing. he likes all the other parts about being in a relationship, he just wishes sex didn't have to be part of it.

she doesn't believe him at first and thinks that he's just using this as some kind of manipulation tactic. given her trust issues and the experiences she's had throughout her life and her career, she genuinely can't imagine that any man would want to be in a relationship without sex – specifically with her, as she has a hard time viewing herself as valuable outside of her sex appeal. neither of them are particularly good at communicating their feelings, so they end their already tenuous relationship and go back to being friends. but with time she realizes he's being honest. it makes her think about what she actually likes & doesn't like about sex. for her, it's a foregone conclusion, something she does even when she'd rather be doing something else, and the times she's enjoyed herself the most are when she's alone (truly alone, not in front of a camera) or when sex is the vehicle by which she can get closer to someone.

later, when they do get together, coco makes it clear that she's fulfilled with the relationship as it is, but that if he wanted to try it, she wouldn't make it a big deal. she knows better than anyone what it feels like to have sex with someone she's not sexually attracted to. it can still be fun, feel good, strengthen bonds, etc. and of course they would stop if it wasn't working out. this is something casper never got from the other people he's been with, no matter how understanding they tried to be. it's the first time he doesn't feel like he's being left out of a joke, or that he has a ton of expectations to live up to. so it does work for them sometimes! just not super often. but everyone's needs are being met and no one is getting pressured so it's all good :)

obligatory disclaimer: this is only representing the experiences of two individuals, this is not meant to be a representation of all asexual people, or all sex workers, or all people with trauma, etc.

[flyingwargle]

bokuaka fanfic recommendations!

i am uncharacteristically nervous about posting this haha i read a lot of fanfic and always enjoy looking at other people's recommendations, so i thought, why not share some of my favorites?

all these recs are sfw!

oneshots!

banana bread by leuralo_1 gen. 2.1k words. bokuto pov. bokuto and his roommates have too many bananas and akaashi takes the train overnight to make banana bread with it. that's it, that's the fic. it's so cute, i'm begging you to read it.

spending all, spending all my time (loving you) by hyeyu gen. 3.4k words. bokuto pov. akaashi is a dimension traveler and gets nailed in the head by bokuto's serve, so he stays until he fixes his dimension travel device. one of my first bokuaka fics that i read, very cute and the pining is palpable.

in the same room, at the same time by quel_nightmare teen. 21.5k. alternating pov. marriage proposal fic! i read this all in one sitting and my heart was ready to burst by the end. very cute, i won't spoil anything other than that <3

astronomy in reverse (it was me who was discovered) by flumes teen. 22.1k. akaashi pov. a non-linear narrative about akaashi pining over bokuto from high school to the future. very poetic and lyrical, with the boys discovering their feelings for each other in the end. i also read this all in one sitting.

longfics!

background check by ghostystarr gen. 2 chapters, 8k words. msby4 changes bokuto's lockscreen picture for fun since he doesn't lock his phone, but the game changes when he changes it to a picture of akaashi. a very fun and cute fic with the msby4 gang helping their bro out.

truth is such a violent force by inaminute teen. 8 chapters, 41k. it starts with akaashi's 1st year at fukurodani and explores his dysfunctional family, growing relationship with bokuto, and deals with homophobia. i love the fukurodani boys in this, and how supportive they are of one another. there's also a sequel that is just as heart-wrenching as this one! (both have happy endings, don't worry)

flightless owl by volleydorkscentral teen. 31 chapters, 57.6k words. bokuto gravely injures his leg and has to sit the rest of his third year out. this fic focuses on his recovery, his relationship with akaashi developing, and overcoming the pain of his injury. has a happy ending, as well!

the way you look at me by mocaw teen. 36 chapters, 79.2k words. bokuto sees train guy every night on his commute after practice until he decides to take the first step and introduce himself. this fic is the reason why i ship bokuaka. it's slowburn, deals with anxiety and ptsd, developing relationships, and is just beautifully written (i am also extremely biased because this shaped my undergrad years). please read it, i'm begging you.

the death of our hands by bershlate teen. 25 chapters, 109k words. this longfic explores akaashi's ocd, his dysfunctional family, and an amazing oc older brother, along with his relationship with bokuto. i read this recently and finished it in a few days because of how gripping the story is <3

i'll let you shatter me with your pain by kuromantic teen. 23 chapters, 160.4k words. akaashi is an empath and when he brushes against bokuto, he gets the biggest shock of emotions of his life. this fic is very heavy, dealing with abuse, malnutrition, trauma, and homophobia. it has a happy ending, and our boys do get together <3

i'll reblog this from time to time to add more recs as i keep reading! of course, feel free to check out my own bokuaka fics >:3 i might post more?? for other pairings and general recs?? and for genshin too since i have a lot there haha okay enjoy bye!