#but he doesn't necessarily always hold it? like. he needs hands for stuff

[wasyago]

we're at it again🕺

[empresskylo]

call of duty ೃ⁀➷ NSFW headcanons

↳ includes: ghost, price, soap, and alejandro.

⋆｡°✩ CONTENT WARNINGS | afab!reader, rough sex

cod masterlist | main masterlist

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓

Ghost

♡ ghost has a size kink for sure. loves being bigger/taller than you. loves towering over you. loves covering your whole body when he fucks you.

♡ he’s a growler (-: i mean, his voice is just really deep and that in combo with his accent causes him to make growling-esque noises in bed.

♡ but he was really quite quiet when you first fucked. he was used to having to be silent when he jerked off because teammates were always around somewhere. and so he didn’t even realize how quiet he was being until you said something. he was even a bit shy at first but once you showed him how much his sounds got you off, he was glad to oblige and let loose.

♡ he doesn’t like to “choke” you, but he likes to rest his hand around your neck in a firm hold allowing him to hold you steady so he can fuck you deeper.

♡ he’s rather simple. he likes a few basic positions. it gets the job done. he doesn't see the need for any wild or crazy positions when fucking you missionary, doggy style, or against a wall gets both of you off. he will do new stuff with you if you ask tho.

♡ really likes to praise you. he’s got a praise kink but only for being the praiser lol. he loves to tell you how good you feel, how pretty you look, how well you’re taking him. especially when you react to his words, fuck, he loves knowing he can do that to you.

♡ however, when you praise HIM, he gets all flustered and legit fucking blushes! my guy isn’t used to soft compliments, only ones about his combat skills. so when you say sweet things to him like how good he feels, how hot he looks, how turned on he makes you, how perfect he feels inside you, how badly you want him… he blushes. every. time.

♡ professional pussy eater. he very much enjoys going down on you, usually touching himself simultaneously. he’ll yank you to the end of the bed and wrap his arms around your thighs to hold you down. he likes when you ride his face too. he’s been known to get you off like that and make the two of you late. he moans a lot too when you ride his face. loves when you use him to get off and he can't help but moan at that.

♡ he has fucked you with the handle of his knife before and then made you lick it clean.

♡ gets a perverted sense of gratification when he sees you limping after fucking you senseless.

♡ has a breeding kink. he accidentally let it slip one day when he was fucking you, just about to come, when he moaned out in strained breaths “i need. to fucking. breed you.” (my brain: *414 error*) it doesn’t necessarily mean he wants kids, but he just loves the idea of getting you pregnant/coming inside you/breeding you.

♡ definitely a dom. but can be a sub when need be. he wasn’t sure about being submissive at first, but he’s learned to love it. he likes when you boss him around and tell him what you want. even likes it when you edge him and don’t let him finish, dragging it out painfully. but that’s only occasionally, he usually likes to be the one in control.

♡ comes the hardest when you tell him you love him as you're orgasming. he's a romantic at heart.

Price

♡ daddy kink.. i mean… com’on! he gets flustered as fuck when you call him that in public. usually, you’ll say it quietly or whisper it to him. it’s a rare sight to see Price so flustered. and he definitely punishes you when you get home. (that’s if you even make it home. as long as no one can see, he’ll fuck you anywhere)

♡ wants a video of you for when he’s away. you were shy at first so he just recorded your lower half while he was fucking you, the only thing visible was where your bodies were connecting. but he could hear all your moans in the video and that was plenty for him. he’s watched the video countless times.

♡ keeps a naughty polaroid of you in his wallet

♡ reallyyy likes to go down on you. he would spend the rest of his life between your thighs if he could.

♡ loves to tease you and make you beg. he’ll have you on your knees, begging him to fuck you. and of course that gives the cheeky bastard an aura of arrogance, but it’s hot on him so its ok.

♡ he specifically likes to tease you while you’re training together. watching the way you get flustered and try to ignore his innuendos and subtle hand movements on the more intimate parts of your body. then, when he has you alone, he’ll make it seem like you were the one causing all the distractions. he’ll stay fully clothed and strip you down, fingering you while you stifle your moans. “this why you were distracted today, love? thinkin’ bout my fingers inside of you?” (when, in fact, you were trying to train and he was the one being all cheeky)

♡ over the clothes... he is fond of letting you ride his thigh, both of you fully clothed (that, or you're in underwear and he's fully clothed). sometimes he'll fuck you with everything on, dry humping you so aggressively that you come harder than you ever have. my guy is good at what he does.

♡ quite intense and intimidating when having sex. he's demanding in a way that makes you nervous and embarrassed. always making you say things that make your face heat. "is this want you want, pretty girl? gonna have to say it. unless you want me to stop?" "tell me what you want, love. use your words." "you want me? where? gotta spell it out for me."

Soap

♡ doesn’t love the fact that you might get off to porn when he's not around, so he sends you audios of him jerking off, whining and moaning loudly for you. he gets so turned on when you tell him you got off to his video.

♡ likes to switch between being dominant and submissive. he’ll fuck you hard and fast, make you beg, tell you what to do, and edge you until you’re a crying mess. but he also likes it when you take control, riding him and stopping just as he’s about to finish, making him whine and whimper as you suck his dick, not letting him touch you as you tease him mercilessly, likes when you wrap your hand around his neck as you ride him.

♡ likes when you scratch him up. he wears all the marks you give him proudly and secretly likes being teased by the guys about it. he'll even tell you to be rougher on him. "bite down, love, I can take it."

♡ loves blowjobs. and loves finishing on your face with your tongue out. he finds it so hot when you lick your lips, his cum dripping down your chin.

♡ likes to be slow and gentle with you, dragging it out. he wants to take his time with you. and he'll do whatever you say or want. he's constantly making sure you're doing good or you like what he's doing. Sometimes you end up getting a bit frustrated, "yes, johnny, that feels fucking fantastic, now shut up and fuck me!" "yes, ma'am!"

♡ aftercare involves cleaning you up. taking a shower together. lame jokes. braiding your hair. giving you his sweatshirt to wear. and spooning you.

♡ almost came in his pants the first time he saw you in sexy lingerie that you bought just for his viewing pleasure.

♡ has a slight oral fixation and likes to keep his mouth busy the entire time. he's always kissing or nipping somewhere on you. he loves kissing your neck, jaw, chest, just anywhere really. he often groans into the kisses, making you swallow them.

Alejandro

♡ "if you're a good girl and don't come until i tell you, i'll make you come over and over again"

♡ for some reason, he likes to leave hickeys on your inner thighs, teasing you mercilessly as he kisses you everywhere below your hips except where you need him most.

♡ he lives for teasing. he wants you a withering mess before he even considers giving you what you need. will have you crying because of how bad you want him. those are his favorite tears from you.

♡ he will overstimulate the fuck outta you too. you come at least 3 times every time you fuck. and he'll threaten to keep going, your core throbbing in painful overstimulation, unless you do exactly as he says.

♡ leaves bruises and scratch marks all over you. but he also expects the same in return. both of you look like you got into a gnarly brawl every time you fuck. "jesus christ, were you two fucking in there or wrestling a wild bear?"

♡ he is amazing at aftercare, a big switch up from the dominant, rough sex. he'll clean you up while muttering little praises. he'll carry you to the bathroom, sometimes taking a warm bath with you and washing your hair. he'll get you situated into clean comfy clothes and curl you up into him in bed. whatever you need, he'll do.

♡ likes the thrill of getting caught. he doesn't actually want to get caught, but it's the rush of it all. he's down to fuck anywhere. he's sneaky too and can be really subtle about touching you under the table, or in a dark corner of the bar, or on the roof while you're on watch duty. but he definitely prefers when you can both let loose and be loud.

[orimuraa]

੭﹕ ̊ ̟ ꒷꒦ Cause I’d do anything to feel your touch - OT7

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆pda with enhypen ⨾

۶ৎ ot7!enhypen x fem!reader ┆fluff┆headcanons┆kisses, tooth rotting affection┆ wc 824

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: this is probably my fav ot7 fic in a while that i wrote >.< it was so fun and so cute !! if you enjoyed, pls reblog and share some feedback <3 i really appreciate it ^^

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

𝑳𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 - 이희승

okay..hear me out

hee LOVES showing you his affection

he doesn't care if you're in public or behind closed doors

he will kiss the heck out of you and always be cuddles up next to you

and if you don't reciprocate it back, he will cry (not literally but will give you the glossiest bambi eyes ever)

so do NOT reject his affection >:c

seungie would love to hold your hand in public because it comforts him <3

kisses on the forehead are his favorite >.<

pls love him ! he's just a baby who wants love and affection :(((

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈 - 박종성

i feel like for jay, you would have to catch him on a good day to publicly show affection

he feels a wee bit shy and embarrassed when he in public so he saves his affection for a more reserved place

BUT he will not hesitate to hold your hand if you're feeling nervous in a crowd

jongie is such a gentleman like that

he'll keep his hand on your waist to make sure he doesn't lose you

"i got you princess"

ashbjw he's so precious

so basically, he's fine with small gestures in public but will turn as red as a tomato if you kiss him in public <3

𝑺𝒊𝒎 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒚𝒖𝒏 - 심재윤

jakey's so childish that he will always make sure to let everyone know that you're his

hand holding, kisses, holding your waist, sitting you on his lap, etc.

he will do it all if it means that people know you're his

he will also purposely call you petnames super loudly so everyone hears

"baby!?!" "sweets?!?!" "princess!! you're here!!!"

his favorite thing to do in public tho if probably hand holding

jake loves to have you right next to him and it's a way for him to know that you're still right there

he will get super excited if you kiss him in public <3

essentially, he's just one big puppy who loves affection >o<

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 - 박성훈

shy boiii

he's not one to really show affection in public, but he will make sure to make up for it all when it's just you and him <3

his ears turn super pink if someone catches him showering you with affection

he has a certain demeanor for other people, but for you, he's such a softie

BUT what he does like is pinky holding :)

he doesn't necessarily need to always have your hand in his, but he does like keeping small contact with you

so, he loves interlocking your pinkies!

you and him will walk around with your pinkies interlocked and that's perfect for him

not too much and not too little <3

but behind doors, he's very clingy with you :3

𝑲𝒊𝒎 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐 - 김선우

okay okay

i feel like sunoo would be the kind to be neutral

like, he doesn't care about being judged for showing you affection in the public

but he also doesn't like to go overboard cuz then it seems weird to him :/

he does like to link arms with you tho!

he thinks it keeps you guys together without getting separated in crowds very effectively

but he's definitely not the type to always be caught smooching you in public areas

he's happy keeping it minimal in public and then endless affection in more reserved places <33

𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒘𝒐𝒏 - 양정원

hmm okay

so i think wonnie wouldn't feel embarrassed by pda, but he would also get flustered whenever you kiss him without warning

he likes holding your hand and planting kisses on your knuckles <3

and he will most definitely become more affectionate if he notices another guy checking you out

wonnie would also be super cuddly at home and stuff and he likes to follow you around everywhere

he seems like the type to lowkey just not give a care about the people around you when it comes to petnames tho

like, this man will be screaming

"JAGI!!!"

from like, 2 rooms across from you, making you instantly blush because of all the turned heads

but nonetheless, he's your wonnie who is extremely cuddly and affectionate

𝑵𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒊 - 西村 力

we alllll know that riki likes to be perceived as "cool and mysterious"

but he's secretly just a baby who craves attention :((

like hoon, he would be a bit too shy to show any affection in public, but he does make sure you don't feel neglected

so he will steal a kiss whenever no one's around

and then if a person comes, he'll become super nonchalant abt it and continue his "mysterious" vibe

but when it's just you and him, he will pout for your affection if you don't give it to him ㅠㅠ

please make sure to give him many kisses >.<

as we've seen, he loves to have his hair played with

and i feel like that would be one of the very few things he would allow in public

like just waiting around in a restaurant or the subway, he would nudge you to play with his hair

he's really just a big baby who wants kisses :(((

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[horrorslvt]

Hi, sweet 🍬🍭cheeks. If you don't mind my dear 💕, can I have NSFW, with thomas Hewitt, michael myers, and bubba Sawyer with s/o who are very submissive and will do anything to be able to have sex with slashers, as well as s/o who like once using lingerie with bunny headband. S/O also has high Sex drive.

I know you're going to think I'm a pervert but I can't help this idea that pops up whenever I think about slashers.

You can freely ignore my request sweet 🍬🍭cheeks, btw don't forget to take care of your health and always drink lots of water my dear 💕🤗

Run, rabbit, run.

Characters: Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer.

Summary: What would the slashers be like with an S/O who has a high sex drive and is very submissive.

Trigger warnings: NSFW, knives.

A/N: Hellooo, I love this request. It's so sweet 😭 and I'm sorry it took me so long to get to it because of my hiatus. Also, I would never think someone is a pervert for a request, I read very weird shit y'all, don't worry. This is a judge free zone. Also, I wasn't sure if this was a preference/reaction/one-shot request, so I did preferences, but if you wanted one-shots you can totally request again.

Thomas Hewitt:

I feel like at the beginning, he would definitely be taken aback by it, seeing you were so persistent about wanting him. Years of being seen as disgusting by everyone will do that to you.

But he definitely gets used to it. In the beginning, he wouldn't be too sure what to do, but as time goes on, he gets it. You sit on his lap in front of everyone looking for a reaction, and his hands go straight to your hips, his masked face straight to the back of your head, breathing a bit heavily into your hair to let you know how much he wanted to take this further when you two were alone.

And when he sees you with lingerie and bunny ears, it's fucking on. He pounces on you like he wants to eat you (in a not literal way), and his heavy rough hands are quickly manhandling you into his lap so you can jump on it. He's a bit of a brute, though, so the lingerie probably doesn't stay on for long, but the bunny ears do.

Michael Myers:

Now Michael is a bit different. He doesn't tend to show much emotion towards anything, his presence being menacing 99% of the time... but as sick as it sounded, it kinda added to the lustful things he made you feel.

When you two start living together, it takes him a bit to realize what you want or what you're hinting at with the things you do. He thinks you're sitting on his lap or rubbing against him or whispering some dirty stuff in his ear, almost as a joke or just to bother him.

So the first couple of times, he decides to fuck the teasing attitude out of you. Which quickly makes him realize that's exactly what you wanted. So when you start asking for it, he obligues, gladly.

The day you decide to take things a bit further and use lingerie and bunny ears, though, he's surprised at first, his body a bit frozen on the bedroom doorframe. But when he snaps out of it, he walks to the bed slowly and tilts his head slightly, looking at you like a predator. And then his hands take hold of your ankles, and he roughly yanks you closer to the edge of the bed to where he is and... gives you what you want.

He would probably cut the lingerie off your body with a knife, and he doesn't necessarily take the bunny ears off you, but they do end up falling off when he grabs you by the hair.

Bubba Sawyer:

Just like Thomas, he's also taken aback by it. And just like Michael, he also doesn't get it at the beginning. He's used to being treated as a weirdo and a pawn by his family, so he wasn't expecting someone to want him, let alone that much.

I feel like he would probably need you to straight up tell him you want him to rearrange your guts... and then he would also gladly do so. Maybe a bit inexperienced and sloppy at the beginning, but the more you do it, the better he would be at it. And boy, do you do it a lot. He really enjoys having control over you. Though he doesn't know what to do at the beginning, he gets used to it.

I think he's the most shy at seeing you in lingerie and bunny ears. His cheeks get red under his mask, and his blood starts flowing to two places at one. But very similar to Thomas, he pounces on you.

I don't think he would rip your clothes off you, but he would definitely take them off in a rather hurry. He doesn't take the ears off, though. After you two finish a couple of times and your head falls to his chest in exhaustion, his hand moves to touch the ears, almost examining them, making you chuckle a bit.

[cyxnidx]

HI HI HELLO! I saw ur cat n mouse gamr for Wriothesley and loved the idea so much! I would like to request f! Reader x wanderer (genshin) playing a cat n mouse game as well hehe. And if you dont mind please do write more on the smut part I am very curious on how itll play out 🫢 TY!

CAT & MOUSE 2 !

character pairing: wanderer / scaramouche x f!reader

warnings: smut, degradation(use of 'slut, whore') + a little praise, oral (m!receiving), cat & mouse game, slight bondage (ropes🤭)

a/n: Hi~, apologies for such a late response :(. had to get some sort of inspo flowing. i'm glad you enjoyed, & hope you enjoy this one even more <3.

"where are you, slut." wanderer's tone echos throughout the house.

you're hiding - hiding, being bratty, as usual. getting your boyfriend all riled up, only to leave him to deal with his boner himself.

not this time, though. it seems you've gotten him a little too riled up today.

you slap a hand over your mouth when you hear his shoes against the hardwood floor, hoping he doesn't find you.

now you're realizing its foolish - and your hiding place doesn't make it any better. under the bed, really?

"come out, come out, wherever you are.." he calls again, obviously teasing you. hes so close, so near, yet you don't have sight of him.

the adrenaline rush is addictive. it's probably the main reason you're doing this to begin with. the rush of hiding, and the chance of being caught, and fucked to oblivion?

its addicting.

you notice it goes quiet. it doesnt seem like the wanderer is walking anymore, nor is he calling for you.

theres only one conclusion you can come to when this occurs.

and before you know it, you're yanked up by your ankles and pinned to the ground.

you've been caught.

you fight him, for the fun of it. to give him a hard time, not that you want to win. not necessarily. the whole point is to get under his skin.

finally, he gets you under control, and thats when you notice a rope being held between his teeth. he holds your hands above your head with one hand, while with the other, he works to tie your wrists together.

"scara - let's talk about this!" you whine, only adding fuel to the fire. you knew he wouldn't wanna talk - why would he?

without a word, he throws you onto the bed you once were taking cover under. "not another word, you hear me?" he demands. "say anything more, and I'll stuff that pretty mouth with my cock."

your eyes narrow, analyzing his. lust swirls in his pupils, a gaze of daggers stabbing you. though, despite the betting stare he's giving, you take it as an opportunity to provoke him more.

"well, if you're so bold, do it-"

you're basically cut off at the last syllable of your sentence when he moves you off the bed. his grip is harsh on your waist, and you were on the ground before you knew it.

"open your mouth," he says in a haste, unbuckling his pants and fiddling with his zipper.

"wha-"

"open. your. fucking. mouth." he demands, stroking the bud of precum over his cock as he waits. you let your tongue fall out of your mouth, mouth wide, awaiting to be filled by his cock.

not taking more than a minute, he shoves his cock down your throat, immediately fucking you.

"you," he pants, the warmth of your throat hitting him like a truck. like a pressure he never knew he needed for the minute. "fuckin' slut. always rilin' me up n', shit."

he continues to shove himself down your throat, your gags filling the otherwise quiet house. he grabs a harsh fistful of your hair and your hands go to massage his balls, tempting him to cum down your throat.

his head tilts back. "god, damnit. you're sucha little slut, fuck, taking my cock like a good little girl. mmh, g'na let me cum down your slutty little throat? huh?"

you attempt to moan in response, the tightening gesture throwing scaramouche over the edge, filling your throat with his seed.

he waits for you to finish sucking every little bit off his cock before moving you to the bed. "good little slut, you must like to be used." he mumbles, turning you over on your stomach and arching your back. "g'na treat you how you want, yeah? like the little whore you love to be."

[throwawayhero]

hi!! could you do a kirishima bf headcanons? i feel like nobody ever writes for my boy, thank you! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Of course omg??? He doesn’t get the amount of love he deserves ong. One of the best characters imo, kill me if I'm wrong!! He’s been my favourite for YEARSSS and I will never get tired of him. Some of these are a bit random but I hope you enjoy!! ❤️

Eijirou!Kirishima who always walks to school and/or class with you. He’ll wait for as long as you need him to with little to no complaints (most of the time..)! He’ll just hang around in your dorm trying to look unsuspecting as he looks at your stuff while you rush to get ready. He especially loves to snoop through your trinkets.

“.. Hey, I didn’t know you still had this!”

“Neither did I..”

“Oh—“

Eijirou!Kirishima who actually takes care of his physical appearance/personal hygiene. He doesn't have a sociopathic 30 step skin care routine but don't be surprised when his bathroom drawer is full of hit or miss products that he's tried out. Will give tips about finding good products if asked about it. He always smells SO good. He also has hair products he uses to get the red dye to last longer.

"Hey, can I borrow this?"

"That made my skin super irritated, try this one."

Eijirou!Kirishima who always supports you and your hobbies, even if they only last a week. He's always up for being a test subject of sorts. Painting/drawing? He's ordering you top quality paints and pencils. Reading? Tell him about the characters, the drama, the romance, the plot twists, he's invested. Crochet/knitting? He's wearing the sweater you made him, even if it is a little bit itchy. Yoga? He bought matching yoga mats! He's ALWAYS supportive, now matter how extreme.

"Any other hobbies peaked your interest?"

"Rock climbing."

"..Sounds like fun!"

Eijirou!Kirishima who NEVER forgets to text you good morning/night. He forgot once and showed up to your dorm to apologise (You hadn't even woken up yet). Sometimes he sends little GIFs too.

'Good morning beautiful!! 💗💗💗'

Eijirou!Kirishima who has a highlight on instagram dedicated to pictures of you and things that remind him of you. He doesn't really post on social media, but when he does, 80% of the time it's about you. He also sends you a bunch of those lovey-dovey quotes from Facebook. His captions on photos are always so sweet.

'Spent the day Go-Karting with my beautiful girlfriend! Can't believe how lucky I am! #gokart #love #girlfriend'

Eijirou!Kirishima who is the KING of PDA, to an extent of course. He will kiss you anywhere, in front of anyone. Oh my GOD does this man know how to give good hugs. He's always holding your hand/wrist/finger no matter what you're doing. You could be on a walk, in a line, grocery shopping, or just sitting down together. He's always by your side :)

"..Can you let go of my hand so I can scan the groceries?"

"No but I'll help you!"

Eijirou!Kirishima who GUSHES about you to his friends. This man is head over heels and everyone knows it. He doesn't necessarily believe in soulmates but he does believe that you were the one he was meant to find. He gets this horribly happy look on his face when he thinks about a future with you that everyone can't help but laugh at. He talks about said future all the time.

"When do you want to get married?"

"..What?"

"I wanna know when to start editing my vows."

"..Editing??"

Eijirou!Kirishima who is a bit of a restless sleeper. And when I say restless, I truly mean it. This man will roll on top of you and just lay there, sprawling out and snoring happily. You have been and will continue to be kicked. One time you had woken up to him rolling off the bed.

"You slapped me in your sleep last night."

"Oops. You should've slapped me back!"

"I did."

Eijirou!Kirishima who goes all out on dates. He'll take you to a fancy restaurant and wear a suit and tie with his hair done nicely. He'll ask you to wear something pretty beforehand so that you know not to underdress. He arrives at your house/dorm with flowers and the biggest smile you'll ever see (besides your wedding day). He'll treat you like the princess you deserve!

"You're stunning, hun.. where would I be without you?"

[sepublic]

Interesting that pop culture portrays Van Helsing as an experienced, seasoned vampire hunter, when it's pretty clear in the novel that this is his first go around with the whole thing, his first confirmation they actually exist, and in other words he's basically winging it and hasn't necessarily thrown a punch in his entire life (Which means he can’t just throw hands with Dracula, he needs research and backup to organize the perfect trap where they won’t be instantly killed). VH doesn’t always know what’s going on, he’s figuring things as he goes along; Like yeah he's HEARD of vampires, but it's never been anything prominent to him.

If anything, his past with vampires is probably similar to a lot of readers; Familiar with the concept, knows some of the details but not all of them, and definitely presumes them fake. He sees something going on with his patient and is like Haha damn that's just like a vampire, wouldn't it be crazy if... And then he slowly starts settling into conspiracy theory mode when more and more dots show up to conveniently connect, as he does the obligatory Protagonist Searching Stuff Up bit and realizes Mein Gott!!! It might be a vampire!!!

But then at the last second VH reminds himself, Now hold on, have I actually SEEN this vampire??? But it won't do anyone harm if I added some garlic flowers, right...? And then it just gradually escalates from there into full-on paranoia and dread that vampires exist and VH needs to desecrate the dead, and then he finally gets confirmation when he sees an Undead Lucy. What the fuck.

I think there's an argument to be made that Van Helsing was doubting himself just as much as Seward and the others initially did, if not more so, and he can’t even talk to anyone about it; So there’s an elation where you finally talk to others and realize it’s really happening, you’re not crazy.

This just ties into the theme of recording that which you did see, which is indisputable, because it’s evidence and proof. So you can be certain you aren't totally insane, and can distinguish facts from assumptions and theories if necessary; Especially when one needs to consider other explanations for the same symptoms. There’s a relief confirming what is and isn’t real to dispel self-doubt, like there was for Jonathan, who also suffered from Dracula’s gaslighting distorting his perception of reality.

I think all of this makes Van Helsing's actions and secrecy a lot more understandable when handling Lucy; If you hired a doctor and he suddenly started bringing up vampires, you might be inclined to think he's insane, doesn't know what he's talking about, and has read too many vampire stories and probably believes in 'alternative' medicine. Van Helsing still has an image and reputation to uphold here, and if it's gone, he can't actually be there to help Lucy if he turns out to be right.

That isn't to say he isn't without critique, especially in later portions of the novel, but you can kinda see where this underdog stance of "I'm right and the others around me are wrong" gets vindicated and thus develops into a bit of arrogance later down the line; Particularly, in presuming his disagreements with Mina to be no different than his secrecy with Seward and Mrs. Westenra.

In the end, VH could be described as a character who wonders if he's in the novel Dracula (compared to Jonathan who knows he's in a horror story of some kind but can't name the genre), but then has to remind himself this is reality... If this is a story, it’s probably just some medical drama. And when VH does accept he's in the novel Dracula, he assumes his character development and the lessons he learns are straightforward.

[spaceorphan18]

the gifs you shared a few minutes ago (of Colin in his pirate coat) made something stand out to me, so I thought I'd share...

in the top gif, you can see that when he picks up the girl's glove and gives it back to her, he never actually touches her skin when he takes her hand and presses a kiss to it - he holds onto the glove and kisses the top of the glove. because, back then, it would be inappropriate for there to be direct skin contact between them.

BUT, when he visits Pen to apologize to her and makes a deal to help her find a husband, you'll notice that Pen hesitates when he goes to shake her hand because she's not wearing gloves, but he silently encourages her to do so. and then she's also not wearing her gloves when she helps to bandage his hand later on. tsk tsk.

I just like how it shows that Colin is mindful of societies rules and careful to obey them, but is always willing to break them for Pen :)

YESSSSSSS!!

I never noticed this before but you're totally right! He does not make skin to skin contact. And... I mean I think this is so important in understanding Colin's character. All of this nonsense with him coming back and being mr. flirt and going to brothels and whatever is soooo Colin doing what he thinks he should, but never really committing.

Does he like the attention from these women? Sure! Does he necessarily care though? Not really. For Colin, it's not that he specifically wants attention from these ladies. It's more of an act. More of a -- hey guys, look, I can make ladies swoon, too. And yeah, that does help one's ego to get the attention. Colin is human after all. But all of these interactions remain distant and hollow.

He's badly missing Penelope at this point. He's been around the world, finding confidence in himself by trying to fit into society (a theme that runs through Colin, Penelope, and Eloise's stories in this season). And, as his mother implies, has put on a set of armor around his heart. He's already had his heart broken once. And he doesn't really understand (yet) why Penelope's absence is so detrimental. So it's easier to play a part than to be the Colin Bridgerton we're all used to him being.

If you go back and watch all of these scenes -- all the flirting he does has an element of distance. They're all about /them/ -- like, /you/ ladies are wonderful. None of them are about /him/. None of them are -- wouldn't I like to be with you. They indulge those other women, but he's doing it for their reaction -- not because he actually cares. Because to care means his heart could get broken again. Because to care means being the old Colin, and he's trying very hard not to be that Colin.

Likewise, with the whole brothel thing. He's not having one-on-one sessions. He's having group sessions. Way less intimacy that way. Sexy times and feeling good can happen without any of the need for emotion or connection. Because returning him Colin is trying not to have that.

Except. You can't ever really run from yourself. And Colin, whether he knows it or not, really wants that connection.

In contrast, he not only shakes Penelope's bare hand, but clasps it with his other. It's an incredibly intimate moment. He's always had moments like this. Regardless as to whether they're romantic or not (or if he understands any of that) she is important to him. He has always kind of said 'fuck you' to society norms when it comes to her, (and will probably always do so).

Even when Colin is at the height of his wanting to be Not!Colin, he's still pulling stuff like this. Penelope is an anchor to himself. One that he continually choses not to let go of.

I honestly love it.

[miyuka1709]

Decided to clean it up a little. Idk how ppl make drawing Thorn look so easy...

They've both been through a lot, and their theme is about distrust n stuff.

(there might be Slay The Princess spoilers under the cut)

Cheated appears in The Thorn when you give her the blade in The Witch but didn't say "you're beautiful, I want to actually save you" or smtg like that

I've seen ppl make content of Smitten and Thorn, but I don't think I've seen anyone make/draw Cheated and Thorn interacting w/ each other? I mean sure there's the kiss scene in Smitten-Thorn, I just wanted to draw smtg different.

This doesn't necessarily need to be romantic, I just wanted to draw a Voice and a Vessel hold hands. I've always loved it whenever we get to leave with a Princess hand in hand, it's so sweet.

Also don't mind my Cheated design, he's supposed to be a little more roughened up than that, but I'm too lazy to go back and change it.

As always Slay The Princess belongs to blacktabbygames!

[skaruresonic]

The common rebuttal to "this reads like fanfic (derogatory)" is "read better fanfic," which is true in certain cases, but on the other hand, there is some grain of truth to the idea that you can tell when someone's primary mode of literary analysis is fanfic instead of... well... literally anything else. It's okay to like or even prefer fanfic, but if you want to take your craft seriously you also need to read books, dude. Published books will teach you a lot of stuff fanfic doesn't, like proper dialogue formatting and how to introduce your reader to unfamiliar characters. Even the crappiest book (well, if it's not After or 50 Shades, which started off as fanfic to begin with lol) will have been subjected to some sort of editing process to ensure at least the appearance of proper grammar. That's not a guarantee with your average fanfic, and hence why you can't always take all your writing cues from fanfic because it's "so much better" than commercially published original fiction or whatever. Frankly, fic writers tend to peddle some absolutist and downright bad takes sometimes. "Said is dead" is a terrible rule, though not because said is invisible and a perfectly serviceable tag; that's just part of it. Dialogue tags are a garnish, not a main dish that can be swapped out for more ostentatious words. If your characters murmur and mutter instead of simply saying stuff, your readers are going to wonder why nobody speaks up. "'I'm explaining some very plot-important shit right now lol,' she elaborated," likewise, is a form of telling. Instead of letting the reader extrapolate that "she elaborated" via the contents of the dialogue itself, you're telling them what to think about it. And that's why it's distracting: your authorial hand is showing. Writing is an act of camouflage. You, as the writer, need to make your presence as invisible as possible so as to not intrude on the reader's suspension of disbelief. That's the driving reason behind "show, don't tell." And overall, everyone could stand to cut down on the frequency of their dialogue tags anyway. Not every exchange needs "he said" or "she whispered" attached as long as you establish who is doing the talking before the exchange. Some people will complain of confusion if you go on for too long without a dialogue tag, and that definitely is a risk, but at some point you also need to resist the temptation of holding the reader's hand. If they can't follow a conversation between two people, chances are they weren't meeting you halfway and paying that much attention in the first place. In fact, you don't even necessarily need action beats in between every piece of dialogue, as Tumblr writing advice posts will often suggest as a fix. Pruning things often cleans them up just fine.

Another fanfic-influenced trend in writing is, I guess, beige prose? A heavy focus on internal narration with lots of telling. It's not a style I can concretely describe, but every time I click on a non-mutual's writing, I feel like it always has, like. This "samey" voice to it. There's no real attempt to experiment and use unique or provocative language, or even imagery half the time. It's almost a dry recital of narration that doesn't leave much room for subtext. I see this style most often in fanfic where you can meander and wax poetic about how the characters feel without ever really getting around to the plot. And it's like. DO something.

Other tells that the author is taking their cues from fanfic mores rather than books: >>too much minute description of eyes, especially their color and their movement >>doesn't leave much room for subtext (has a character speak their every thought aloud instead of letting the reader infer what they're thinking via action or implication) >>too much stage action ("X looked at Y. Y moved to push their seat in. X took a deep breath and stepped toward Y with a determined look on his face. 'We need to talk,' he said.") >>tells instead of shows, even when the example is about showing instead of telling ("he clenched his teeth in agony" instead of just "he clenched his teeth") >>has improper dialogue tag formatting, especially with putting full stops where there should be commas ("'Lol and lmao.' she said" instead of "'Lol and lmao,' she said." This one drives me up a wall) >>uses too many dialogue tags >>"em dashes, semi-colons and commas, my beloved" - I get the appeal but full stops are your friends. Too much alternate punctuation makes your writing seem stilted and choppy. >>"he's all tousled brown hair and hard muscle" and "she's all smiles and long legs." This turn of phrase is so cliche, it drives me up a wall. Find less trite ways of describing your characters pls. >>"X released a breath he didn't know he'd been holding" >>every fucking Hot Guy ever is described as lean and sinewy >>sobbing. why is everyone sobbing. some restraint, pls >>Tumblr in general tends to think a truism counts as good writing if you make the most melodramatic statement possible (bonus: if it's written in a faux-archaic way), garnish it with a hint of egotism, and toss in allusions to the Christian God, afterlife, or death. ("I will stare God in the face and walk backwards into hell," "What is a god to a nonbeliever?") It's indicative of emotional immaturity imo, that every emotional truth need be expressed That Intensely in order to resonate with people. >>pushes the "Oh." moment as the pinnacle of Romantic Epiphany >>Therapy Speak dialogue. why is this emotionally constipated forty-something man who drinks himself stupid every morning to escape gruesome war memories speaking about his trauma like a clinical psychologist >>"this well-established kuudere should Show More Emoshun. I want him to break down crying on his love interest's shoulder from all his repressed trauma" - I am begging u. stop >>"why don't the characters just talk to each other?" "why can't we have healthy relationships?" I don't know, maybe because fiction is not supposed to be a model for reality and perfect communication makes for boring drama?

>>improperly using actions as dialogue tags ("'Looks like we're going hunting,' he grinned") >>why is everyone muttering and murmuring. speak up >>too many adverbs, especially "weakly" and "shakily." use stronger verbs. ("trembled" instead of "shook weakly") >>too many epithets ("the younger man" or "the brunette detective") >>too many filter words ("he felt," "she thought," "I remembered")

>>no, Tumblr, first-person POV is not the devil; you're just using way too many filter words (see above) and not enough sentence variation to make it flow well enough. First-person POV is an actually pretty good POV (not just for unreliable and self-aware narrators) if you know what you're doing and a lot of fun crafting an engaging character voice. Tumblr's hatred of first-person baffles me, and all I can think is you would only hate it if your only frame of reference was, like, My Immortal. Have you tried reading A Book? First-person POV is just another tool in your toolbox, and like all tools, it can be used properly or improperly. But it's not inherently a marker of bad writing. The disdain surrounding it strikes me as about as sensical as making fun of the concept of characters. Oh, your work has characters in it? Ew, I automatically click off a fic if it has characters in it. like what.

[babyleostuff]

partner privileges | performance unit

thank you guys for the ideas and help <3 vocal unit coming soon!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ KWON SOONYOUNG 

One word from his partner and he’s like “aye aye captain!”. It’s not necessarily because he's very easy to manipulate, but the words of his significant other are the most important thing for him. Soonyoung would do anything for them. So, even if he’d be currently fighting with Seungkwan, the moment he hears anything from his partner, he’s all like “yes, what do you need sweetie?”. And his whole attitude changes so much whenever they’re in the same room, it’s like they’re the only thing there, and all of his focus is on his partner.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ WEN JUNHUI 

Jun is a bit more low key when it comes to his affection, especially physical touch, BUT he would let his partner do anything and everything to him (of course unless it made him uncomfortable). He would gladly let his significant other play with his hands and rings, let them touch his hair, and cling onto him whenever they felt like it. He has heart eyes for them practically 98% of the time, so he would not be able to tell them “no” when it comes to physical affection. And also just the fact that his partner finds so much comfort in simply holding him, makes him feel so soft. 

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ XU MINGHAO 

Hao is very serious about his fashion, and we love it. But due to that, he isn’t always that fond of sharing his clothes, especially the more expensive ones. Cue in his partner who gets to wear his stuff all of the time. Anything that’s in his closet is his partner’s as well. And they boys would think that that’s so unfair because “i wanted to borrow that shirt, and you didn’t let me!”. Well, his partner gets the special Hao treatment, and they can wear whatever they want. Besides, he would love to see his partner in his clothes, especially if they could match it with him in a low key way. 

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ LEE CHAN 

Being able to baby him. And it makes the member so jealous, because he usually fusses about being babied by the others, but when it comes to his partner??? He loves it. Like, the boys would be so annoyed at his significant other when they get to squish Chan’s cheeks and call him “baby”, because they don’t get to do it. SO unfair in their opinion. And it’s not like they’d be doing it in an infantilizing way, because of course he doesn't want to be treated like a literal child, but he would let his partner take care of him, and let them call him “baby”, and he would act a bit more like a maknae around them.

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[babyhatesreality]

What if maybe stucky had a day off for the first time in awhile and they planned on spending it w/ reader. She was really looking forward to it. But maybe one of the caregivers asked them to watch their little for the day last minute bc they were called away on a mission. Stucky accidentally ignores reader all day and just really hurts her feelings. Maybe they spoil the other little let them pick the movie and lunch etc. How would they make it up to reader?

-M

Hi M! First off, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH for being so patient. I'm so so sorry it has taken me so long to get to your amazing thoughts and questions. So let's dive in <3

What A Day

Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x little f!reader

Warnings: DDLG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, pet names, language, anxiety, very upset Peter (but not at reader), angst, misunderstanding, frustrations, scolding, threat of punishment, tears, fluffity fluff fluff fluff, everything gets worked out in the end because I always need a happy ending.

A/N- not my best writing style, I'm sorry, words are hard right now. But I love you all and want to try to get these requests out for you all, so I hope you like it anyways.

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Today was the day! You were all set to spend the day together, just you and your daddies. You were so excited, you had been looking forward to it for the longest time. You all had tried to plan stuff before this, and something always came up. Every time. But not today! No way, not today!

Until it did.

Tony and Pepper received a very-last-minute summons to the White House to 'discuss some urgent matters' as Pepper put it or bail their asses out, as Tony put it. There was no way they could bring Peter, who was feeling extra little and clingy, so Steve, seeing their panic, volunteered to take him for the day, since you'd all planned on being at home anyways and the rest of the team were out on assignment.

You were a bit disappointed, but Petey was your best friend in the world, so this was going to be fun, right? Well......

When they dropped Peter off, he was definitely in a littler headspace than you had even seen him. He was crying hard in Steve's arms as Tony and Pepper left (both trying their hardest not to well up).

You tried to help, patting him on the leg and offering him Emma Bear or Pipsqueak to hold, but he didn't want either of them and tried to bat your hand away.

This shocked you a bit, but Bucky picked you up and whispered in your ear that Peter just needed a little extra attention right now. You nodded in understanding, and as soon as Bucky set you back down, you set off to your playroom, determined to find things to make him smile.

When you got back though- your arms full of toys and stuffies that you knew he'd like- you were a bit surprised to see both Steve and Bucky on the couch, side by side, comforting and holding Peter. You dropped your toys on the floor, wanting to come be a part of the cuddle party, but the noise scared Peter who started to cry again.

"Baby, you need to be more careful," Steve scolded very gently, knowing you hadn't done it on purpose. "I know you're trying to help, but Peter doesn't like loud noises right now. Please go put your toys back."

You started to protest that you had only picked out toys to be nice, but Bucky cut you off. "Go put 'em up, love, you heard Papa." It was a gentle tone, but you knew better than to try to argue.

Trying to be quiet, you carefully put them back slowly. But every time you came back to the room, you eyed your daddies meaningfully, hoping they'd ask you to be a part of the cuddle party, but they were so focused on keeping the little boy calm that they missed it entirely.

Once you were done, you quietly came over with Pipsqueak, holding him out to Peter, who took him, but turned his face back into Steve's chest. Feeling both frustrated and a little jealous, you said, "You s'posed to say 'tank you'." Peter just whined in reply.

This time, Steve looked at you sternly. "Baby, please don't upset Peter right now. He's feeling very little and needs quiet."

"But he didn't say tank you and you always say I gotta use my manners..."

Bucky picked you up before you caused Peter to start crying again, and started carrying you down the hallway to your playroom. "Listen up, angel, Peter is too young and upset to remember manners right now, and you're being loud when we've asked you to quiet down. Why don't you stay and play in here for a while until Peter is feeling better?" He set you down in the playroom and quickly shut the door before you had a chance to say anything.

You felt like you were being punished, even though you'd never get to stay in your playroom with all your toys when you were actually being punished. But you couldn't help but feel that way. Your daddies weren't spending any time with you now, and your bestie was treating you like you were mean, and it wasn't fair at all.

Bucky came to get you about an hour later for lunch. You were disappointed when you found that lunch was already made, because you loved it when you got to stir the mac and cheese. But when you were eating and Steve started telling Peter what a good job he'd done stirring, you got mad.

You shoved yourself off your chair and got exactly one step away before Bucky picked you up and plopped you back down. "You haven't been excused, little girl," he said a bit sharply, getting tired of your antics. You glowered as once again you were being asked to have manners when Peter didn't have to. Bucky made you sit there until all your lunch was eaten, which was well after Peter and Steve finished theirs and left to go watch a movie together.

You got even angrier when they picked a different movie than the one that you all were supposed to watch today, but you were still stuck in your dumb chair and couldn't do anything about it. Bucky had to threaten you with a time out and early bedtime before you finally finished eating. And once you did, he gave you a little talking-to about your attitude before taking your hand and bringing you over to the couch to watch the movie with them.

What you saw when you got there stopped you cold.

Steve had wrapped Peter up in your special yellow weighted blanket. Now, normally this wouldn't be a big deal, as you always wanted to share with your bestie, but this was YOUR special blanket for when you were feeling upset or overstimulated or needed comfort- and right now, you were definitely feeling all three.

"Dat's my special blanket," you said, pointing and mumbling. You didn't want to be loud or 'keep having an attitude', but this was just too much.

The look of disappointment in Steve's eyes hurt your heart. "Honey, we share in this house," he said, making you feel even worse. "You know that."

You couldn't stop the tears from overflowing at this point. "I alweady gave him my whole day!" you sobbed, before turning around and running to your room. You didn't slam your door- you'd only get in more trouble- but you pushed it mostly shut before diving into your stuffies, pulling Jellybean in close, and continuing to sob.

You heard a soft knock on your door a few moments later. "Baby, it's Daddy. May I come in please?" You only buried yourself deeper into your furry friends, afraid that Daddy was going to scold you again.

Bucky slowly opened the door, and his heart shattered at seeing you crying into all your stuffed animals. "I'm gonna come in, okay?" he added softly, stepping forward gently. If you really didn't want him in there, he would leave, but as you gave no indication one way or the other, he came in quietly and sat on the foot of your bed.

Once your tears and sobs slowed down, you risked a peek at Daddy in between Jellybean's soft fluffy ears. His face broke into a sad smile once he saw your red eyes. "Hey there, Trouble," he said gently. "Can Daddy hold you please?"

You didn't want another talking-to about your attitude, so you obediently pushed yourself up and crawled over to him. But when he pulled you onto his lap and cuddled you to his chest, like he did when he was comforting you, you suddenly realized that you weren't in trouble- that he really did want to just hold you. And the tears started all over again.

Bucky just held on, rocking you gently, rubbing your back, squeezing you tight when the tears turned into sobs, pressing soft kisses onto the top of your head. Once you cried yourself out, he plucked a tissue from the bedside table and held it to your face so you could blow. He mopped you up, still cuddling you all the while. "I'm really sorry you didn't get your day with us, Trouble," he said softly. "And I'm sorry that Papa and I were so focused on Peter and didn't see how upset you were. We weren't very nice to you today, were we?"

Sniffing mightily, you rubbed your nose with the back of your hand, resting your tired and aching head on Daddy's chest. "You was twying to help Petey. I sowwy I was bad and loud and mean," you mumbled.

"Baby, you were NOT bad or mean. You were loud, but that's just you- and we like you that way," Bucky said, finally grinning, which made you giggle. "I know that you were trying to help, and I'm sorry that I didn't have the patience to see that, and that we left you on your own today when we were trying to take care of Peter. So how about this? You and I can take some R&R together right now, just you and me, and then we can figure out everything else afterwards?"

Absolutely exhausted, you just nodded, falling asleep in Daddy's arms before he could even lay you down. And true to his word, he stayed with you for your whole nap, cuddling you and running his fingers through your hair.

After you all had naps, Peter was feeling much better, and the four of you played legos and dinosaurs in the living room until Tony and Pepper came home. It was a relief to Bucky and Steve, who had quietly worried that this was going to mess up Peter's and your friendship. But as always, after a good nap, things seemed brighter and you both were back to the giggling troublemakers you usually were, playing happily and noisily until Peter went home.

After you all had eaten supper, Papa cuddled you on his lap, apologizing too, and the three of you had a really good talk (with you still in younger space) about all of you feeling jealously, frustrations, and angry feelings, and being safe to calmly tell each other. They also helped work out some hand signals for you in case you went non-verbal or couldn't find the right words to tell them how you were feeling. You felt like a much happier baby after new ways to help you express yourself, and gleefully accepted Papa's cuddles all night (since Daddy had gotten them all to himself during nap time, he argued it was his turn).

The next day, Fury had blocked every single message to your daddies as well as access to your floor (barring emergency protocols, but ya know) making sure that you all truly had the whole day to yourselves. Daddy made your favorite cinnamon and sugar french toast for breakfast, which he fed to you bite by bite while you wiggled with energy.

The three of you went to your favorite quiet park out of the city, where you joyfully screamed down the slide, scrambled up the net ladder, giggled rocking back and forth on the bouncy animals, and had a contest with your daddies to see who could swing you the highest. THAT was the best.

You had a picnic lunch and had a blast bouncing back and forth between your daddies, insisting on feeding them blueberries one at a time. For some reason, that absolutely tickled you to no end, and you ended up laughing your head off the entire time. You fell asleep in your seat on the way home, and woke up in your bed. You found your daddies and the three of you drew pictures and colored together, then made a blanket fort in the living room for later.

Papa let you help him make dinner, and while it wasn't stirring- mac-and-cheese, it was still really fun. And then they both surprised you with being able to make a batch of your favorites- chocolate chip cookies! Right after the cookies cooled just enough, you FINALLY got to watch your movie, snuggled in between the two of them in your blanket fort, munching on the delicious treats.

Papa gave you a bath, letting you pick out both bubbles and a bath bomb, and Daddy put on your lotion and helped you pick out jammies and your nighttime books. You fell asleep in the crook of Bucky's arm, safe and warm, the three of you now more bonded than ever.

[maochira]

Lesbian!reader as the adoptive daughter of Doppo Orochi. Her relationship to her father, mother and older brother (she would be around 18 or 19). Also how would her big bro react to learning about her crush on a girl.

Anon you just described my Baki self insert omg 😭😭 /pos But I won't write this exactly like my self insert

Tags: fem!lesbian!reader, a bit of hurt/comfort?, a little crack at the end

You were adopted as a baby, and you were about 3 years old when your brother was adopted

Doppo came home and was like "Hey I have a surprise for you" and you thought you were gonna get a new toy but no. You got an older brother

At first you handled the news awfully because you weren't used to sharing your parents' love and attention

It took a few tantrums (and a lot of comfort candy) until you accepted the news. And when you did, you immediately started clinging to Katsumi

Growing up, you and Katsumi had a fairly normal sibling relationship. Sometimes you'd have small competitions about minor things or argue about unimportant things. Besides that you've always loved to mess with your brother

Natsue is literally the best mom ever. Best mom award goes to her

She loves doing art and crafts with you and whatever you create gets displayed somewhere in the house. At this point it's just an art gallery of stuff you made

Doppo is the typical doting girl dad who sometimes needs to be reminded to not spoil you too much. He always gives you hugs that are just a little too tight and accidentally (or intentionally) says and does things that embarrass you right in front of your friends

You were always treated like "the little one who needs to be protected", which means you weren't necessarily actively encouraged to learn how to fight

Katsumi on the other hand was often reminded, especially by your mother, that he has to protect his little sister

That didn't hold you back from learning karate as well, though

Skillwise you've always been behind Katsumi by a lot. While no one really pointed out that difference, it began to frustrate you when puberty hit you and it became an insecurity

Around the time you were 15 you suddenly dropped karate. Your parents and brother often asked for the reasons and you would always respond something like "I want to focus on school" or "My other hobbies became more fun"

Katsumi eventually got the truth out of you. At first he didn't really know what to say, but he didn't want this to have any effects on your sibling bond

He tried to comfort and remind you that the difference between his and your skill doesn't matter because it's not a competition between the two of you. He tried to not push you into picking up karate again, though. He thought that might make you feel forced

You ended up getting back into karate, but wouldn't practice it as much as before. You just started having other priorities as you grew up

The first time you got a crush on a girl you decided not to mention it to anyone at first. You've been sure of being a lesbian for years but never bothered to come out to your family. You knew they'd always love you no matter what

Doppo would occasionally make jokes about how you might end up in a relationship with another underground fighter and you'd only respond how Katsumi is more likely to end up with one of them

When Katsumi finds out about your crush on a girl he just points at you and yells "GIRLLIKER!" Then you point back at him and yell "BOYKISSER!"

Doppo and Natsue overhear that and there's not much of a reaction cause. They already figured out you're into girls

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[ladytauria]

for ur ask game! would love to see a scene from “to have, to hold, to own” 👀👀

heheh

i decided to do tim's pov! it... got longer than i anticipated dfghjk also i only gave it a cursory proofread so i may have missed typos and stuff haha

also this got so long i'm linking the ask game at the top rather than the bottom like usual lmao

hope you enjoy anon!

[ fic author ask game ]

01. Write a scene from [insert fic] in another character’s POV

[main fic link]

“Dick, have you seen—” Tim stops abruptly, taking in the scene before him.

It takes entirely too long, as if his brain doesn't want to accept what his eyes show him to be true. He blinks once, twice, three times before the scene clarifies in his mind.

Jason is there, naked as the day he was born. Blue rope twines over his skin, holding him in a kneeling position while also emphasizing the shape of his chest, the dip of his hips, the swell of his ass, the thickness of his thighs. Contained and on display all at once. It's a position Tim has had him in before, though those ropes had been red.

His face hadn't been nearly as lax then, either—not even when he was deep in subspace.

Drugs? But—

"Hello, baby bird."

His gaze is drawn back to Dick. Something is—off about him. He looks the same as he always has, of course, but there's a subtle menace in the air. It's more Nightwing than Dick, but... no, that's not right either. Nightwing's menace is different.

And never directed at Tim.

There's something else, too; something niggling at the edge of his memory. He'd seen something, he thinks, when he first opened the door. But what was it—?

Jason stirs. "Timmy?"

His voice is slow, confused. It tugs at something in Tim. Something protective. Jason hardly needs his protection usually—but this isn't usually.

Something is wrong.

(But this is Dick's place, and Dick is safe. He's— Dick is safe.)

He swallows once. Twice. "Dick. What's... what's going on?" His own voice sounds almost distant. That's not good, he thinks. He needs to be here.

Dick smiles. It's the most beautiful thing Tim has ever seen. "Jason and I are just having a chat," he says. "You should join us."

"A chat." That sounds—nice. Tim enjoys talking to Dick. He enjoys talking with Jason, too. He finds himself drawing closer.

He's rewarded with Dick's presence at his side, an arm draping over his shoulders. Dick is— He's not quite as warm as usual, but his presence is solid. Comforting. "Yes," he says airily. "A chat. A tête-à-tête, if you will.”

Dick's hand drops from his shoulders. Tim doesn't have time to be disappointed, not when it finds his way to his ass instead, squeezing with intent.

Tim's breath hitches.

“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. About Gotham, about Bruce, and, well… us. And I’ve come to a conclusion.”

Tim swallows. There's something— Something almost hypnotic about Dick's voice. His gaze darts to Jason again. Jason can't quite look back at him; his gaze is cloudy, glassy. Not quite there.

Not good, whispers the voice in his brain. You need to get out. Now.

Dick's lips brush his ear. Tim can't help his shiver. "We belong together, baby bird." Dick whispers it like it's a secret, only just loud enough for Jason to hear, too. "Us Robins. Being apart only makes us miserable. Gives Bruce more opportunities to twist things, manipulate us to his liking."

Tim opens his mouth—not to argue, necessarily, but to defend Bruce. A knee-jerk reaction. He's been working on it.

Dick beats him to it.

"Oh, all for the greater good of course. But we deserve more say, don't you think?"

Yes, of course, they do, but—

“Well, yes, but— why…” He looks at Jason again, and then back to Dick.

Dick just shrugs at him. "He's pretty."

...

What?

Tim blinks at him, vaguely aware of the way Jason's breath hitches.

"Don't you agree, baby bird? I wanted to look at him… to see what you see when you spend time with him. I know it was presumptuous, but— Well. Surely you understand the temptation.”

Tim does. Jason's gorgeous, especially like this; wrapped tight in rope and trusting Tim to take care of him, to fulfill his deepest desires without ever stepping too far.

Drugs are too far.

"I... Dick—"

"Shh." Dick cuts him off. "I asked you a question. Don't you think Jason is pretty?"

"Of course I do."

Jason's breath hitches again—followed by a whimper. Tim loves that sound. These days, it's his and his alone to hear... or it should be. But Dick is here, impossibly beautiful with a voice like a siren, clouding Tim's head, making it so hard to fucking think—

He shakes his head, hard enough it almost hurts. "Dick... I'm serious. What's going on?" His voice is more solid, sure; less like it's coming through water. He searches Dick's face. He doesn't know what he expects to find, only that Dick has to know something.

Dick cups his face. His hands are cool. People are never cool when they touch Tim. "What's going on is... I love you." Tim's heartbeat ratchets up at the confession. "Both of you. All of you, all of my Robins. And I want to keep you safe, and close, and mine."

There's something almost like a growl on that last word—Tim can't help the way he shivers.

The predatory light in Dick's eyes gleams brighter. "You want that too, don't you?"

Dick's whisper is one of the most tempting propositions Tim has ever been offered. "I— Dick." He swallows. His eyes flutter.

His head is getting cloudy again.

"I know," Dick says, voice dripping with sympathy. "Come on, Timmy. It's alright. Come sit with us."

Tim looks at him, searching his face again. He's always thought Dick was beautiful, but he's never been this beautiful, has he? Perfect, seemingly unblemished, looking like he just stepped off the cover of a magazine? Tim shakes his head again, harder, his hand coming up to clutch his temple.

It hurts to fight off the fog.

But he has to.

He has to.

"Shh, baby bird," Dick whispers, drawing him even closer, pressing his mouth against Tim's skin. "Let it happen. I’ve got you. Both of your big brothers are here.”

Tim shudders. There's a part of him, one not nearly as small as he'd like it to be, that wants to give in. But—

He rips himself out of Dick's arms.

He can't.

He can't.

He presses the heels of his palms to his eyes as he stumbles backward, hoping that the pressure will help ground him. "Stop it," he snaps. "Stop— Stop it. Whatever you're doing to me—to him."

“I’m not doing anything, Timmy." Its a lie. He's lying. Tim doesn't know why but Dick is lying. This can't be Dick. It has to be—mind control, maybe. Or something pretending to be him. It does his mannerisms well, but not as well as it could. Dick is never so still. “Jason is here because he wants to be here. Isn’t that right, Jason?”

Jason's him is distinctly agreeing. "He kissed me," he reports. His voice is—dreamy. "My neck. It felt really nice, Sir."

God.

Normally the title would make Tim feel hot under the collar, but now— It's ice down his spine. A welcome chill, though. It makes things a little clearer.

“Don’t you want to join us?”

"Stop it," Tim snaps again, mouth twisting. "Let— Let us go. Dick... This isn't you."

“Oh, Timmy. This is me. I’m just finally doing what I’ve always wanted.” Dick draws closer—Tim draws back. "Please don't fight me, baby bird. I don't want to hurt you."

Dick keeps advancing.

Tim slows his retreat. As soon as he gets in arm's length, Tim lashes out with a fist.

Dick dodges, leaving Tim to stumble. He curses at himself; he's too off-balance for this.

He half-expects Dick to trip him, but instead, he manages to right himself. At the same time, he hears the door click shut behind him.

Fuck.

There's still the windows. Tim doesn't have his gear on him; he'd brought it in a backpack, but— It's fine, that's fine. Dick's apartment is near the roof. He can climb up, get to the stairs. Dick could follow him, but that would mean leaving Jason unguarded, and— Jason might be drugged right now, but, once he's separated from... whatever influence Dick has over him, he'll be able to think more clearly.

And if Dick doesn't follow him—if he stays with Jason—

Then Tim will be back. With back-up.

Or, well. Probably not back here. Dick's too smart for that; he'd leave. But Tim would track him down. He won't stop until he knows for sure Jason is safe and Dick is— Whatever needs to happen to Dick.

“I… I don’t know what happened to you, Dick, but— I swear I’m going to fix it," he promises.

Dick doesn't look discouraged by that in the slightest.

"What's... What's going on?" Jason again. He sounds clearer now. Tim can't risk looking at him, but Dick does. He takes that moment to creep backwards a little more, toward the window.

As much as Tim wants to alert him to the fact they're in danger— Jason is so loopy, his distress wouldn't be productive. He needs to stay calm until his moment to escape comes.

"Don't worry, Jay." His voice softens. "Everything is going to be okay. I've got this."

The last part is more to himself.

Dick beams at him—Tim glares back.

They circle each other slowly. It becomes clear Dick isn't going to make the first move. Fine.

Tim lunges at him.

It's not the first time he's fought against Dick. They spar all the time—or they used to—and well. The nature of vigilantism means they're exposed to all kinds of substances; sometimes they end up on opposite sides through no fault of their own. Tim knows how Dick fights. But there's something different about the way he moves, now. He's faster, stronger. Tim's hits land, but they don't seem to do the damage he expects.

Tim realizes, even before his back hits the ground, how this fight is going to go.

That doesn't stop him from trying valiantly, to get away from Dick's grip. "Let—let me go." His voice cracks around the last word.

He can feel Jason's eyes on them. He's only inches away from them right now. If Tim's hands weren't trapped, he could reach out and touch him.

This time, Tim can't stop himself from looking at him. Jason's eyes are still cloudy, but less so than before. He's fighting. Of course he is. Jason fights like most people breathe. He doesn't give up. Even if Tim fails now, they'll— They'll be okay.

He hopes.

Dick shifts on him. His cock presses against Tim's stomach. It's hard, hot, even through the fabric of his pants. Tim stills.

Dick grips Tim's wrists in one hand. The other cups his cheek. The show of strength is— Tim swallows. A new picture is painting itself in his head, and he doesn't like what it shows. Because if it's right...

This is Dick.

And he's beyond Tim's ability to save.

He'd called the killer Jason and he were tracking a vampire as a joke. He should have known better. All the crazy shit they've seen, it was only a matter of time before they crossed paths with a real one.

But...

Did it have to be Dick?

"No more fighting, Tim," he says gently. It's not a request. "Let me take care of you."

Tim's nostrils flare. Oh. Fuck him. He snaps his teeth, nearly catching Dick's thumb.

Dick frowns. “That wasn’t very nice. Where are your manners, Timmy? You’re usually such a polite boy.”

Tim snarls, thrashing against Dick's grip. Even one-handed, it holds strong. "Fuck you."

“What am I going to do with you, baby bird?” Dick asks, humming thoughtfully. “It’s not very polite to barge in, especially not when I’m trying to spend time with little wing. I neglected him, you know. You got all the attention, baby bird. I don’t see why you have to be such a brat about sharing.”

About—

"I— I'm not..." Tim shakes his head. He can feel the anger coursing through his veins, heating his body. "That's not why I'm upset and you know it," he snaps.

Dick raises his eyebrow. “Isn’t it? You never have liked to share me, baby bird. Remember how you acted when Damian came? You threw such a fit!”

It would have been kinder if Dick had slapped him. How dare he.

Tim reels back like Dick had slapped him. “I— You’re twisting things!”

“Am I?” Dick counters, his voice low. “Just admit it, baby bird. You don’t know how to handle sharing my attention. It’s partially my fault, I know… I indulged you for too long. You were just too cute!” He boops Tim’s nose, causing Tim to blink rapidly. “Don’t worry, Timmy. Your big brothers are here. I’m sure Jason will be glad to help teach you a few lessons about sharing.”

The words are spoken so lowly, so sweetly that Tim— For a second, he almost buys into them. Almost lets himself be lulled into belief that that's all this is; some petty scrap between himself and Dick over Jason.

That second passes quickly.

His struggles renew—harder this time. Dick's grip loosens, and Tim doesn't waste time, forgoing grace for speed as he scrambles to his feet and makes toward the window.

"I'm sorry, Jay," Tim says over his shoulder, voice cracking again. "I'll come back for—"

A sudden strike to the back of his neck cuts him off. His body crumbles under him—arms catch him before he hits the ground. Dick lifts him easily.

"Tim?" There's a panicked note to Jason's voice now, and if Tim could move—

If Tim could move he'd already be gone.

“It’s okay, Jay,” Dick soothes immediately. Tim glares at him. “Timmy was mistaken. He doesn’t have anywhere else to be today, so all three of us are going to spend some time together. That sounds nice, doesn’t it, little wing?”

Jason hums. It's agreement, but there's doubt laced in it.

Please, please, Tim thinks. Figure out what's going on. I know you can, Jay. Between the two of us we can get out of this.

Dick sets Tim down by the bed. He pulls out a box. There's nothing good in there, Tim's sure. Sure enough... Dick pulls out more of that blue rope, the same kind that's binding Jason. He doesn't bother undressing Tim the normal way. He just rips right through Tim's clothes—Tim's leg twitches slightly. He can't kick him, but oh, he would sure like to.

Dick makes quick work of binding him in the same position as Jason—with one exception. He secures Tim's hands behind his head rather than his back.

And then Dick gets out a muzzle.

Tim's eyes go wide—but he can't fight it, can't do anything at all as Dick secures the bit inside the muzzle between his teeth and then locks the contraption behind his head.

He pats the side of Tim's face when he finishes—condescending.

The anger burns. It fills his chest, making it tight, heavy; there's no way to express it, not when the nerve strike is still keeping him limp, pliable.

When he gets out of this...

When he gets out of this, he's going to make Dick regret this.

[pseudowho]

i’m the anon with the boyfriend who hates me stealing his clothes again…. okay so he SAYS he sees his best friend like a sister but i feel like to me their relationship sometimes seems more than that? but i tend to be a very jealous person sometimes and i know that’s not a good trait to have so i keep telling myself i’m just being insane for no reason because they’ve known each other practically since they were babies. so it does make sense that they’re super close and that they would have a very sibling relationship.

but there are things that bother me sometimes and i can never tell if i’m being jealous and insane or if it’s a valid thing. like they have a lot of sleepovers but they always share/sleep in the same bed (i told my bf i was weirded out by that and he said it wasn’t a big deal and they’ve just always done that since they were kids so i let it go). and they’re both very physically affectionate in general but they’re also really affectionate like that towards each other like they hold hands and stuff in public sometimes. and sometimes i go over to his and they’ll be having one of their movie nights and they’ll be cuddling on the couch. and last month was his birthday (it was his first birthday we’re celebrating together, we’ve been dating a few months now) and i was planning a whole thing for him so that his friends and all could be there but when i told his best friend about it she told me that he wouldn’t like it because they apparently have a thing where they celebrate each others birthdays together, just the two of them. i didn’t know about it before she told me and i thought it would be a bit different now because well i’m in the picture. but no, he told me that it was just their tradition and i didn’t get to celebrate his birthday with him at all. i’ve voiced some of these things to him but it always just comes down to the fact that they’ve known each other forever and that they’re like siblings and they’re just really close. and then that makes me feel bad and like i’m just being the stereotypical jealous girlfriend because they are really close because they had a really fucked up childhood and they only really had each other growing up. plus, his best friend’s been nothing but nice to me and i really don’t wanna hurt there relationship. i just don’t know what to think or feel sometimes

Late Edit after a very helpful correction made via THIS ASK -- I have used the term 'trauma bonding' incorrectly; really, I should have defined 'relationships with shared trauma' instead, as trauma bonding more closely defines an abuser/victim dynamic. Thank you to OP for the correction!

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Oh man...this is so much to unpack.

Trauma-bonded relationships can be very, very close. So close, that eventually, it begins to blur the lines, as a certain level of co-dependence becomes as intimate as a romance, if not more. It sounds, quite honestly, like this is what your boyfriend and his best friend may have.

I hate to say it, and I really am no expert, but I think your boyfriend and her need to really actually get to the bottom of it; is this a romance between them? If not, will they ever realistically be able to have stable, satisfying romances with other partners, while they are each fulfilling this most intimate role for the other?

Because it sounds like perhaps this is normal for them, unless they're both really taking you for a mug, and you're actually the side-piece. But normal for them doesn't necessarily make this guy romantic-relationship-suitable, because all of the things that he really should be that intimate with his girlfriend about...he does with another woman.

Personally, if this was me? I'd break up with the guy, but gently. It wouldn't be a blame thing; I'd say that his relationship with his best friend is a beautiful thing, but that fundamentally, it's so intimate that it requires further investigation by the both of them, and is all in all incompatible with an apparently monogamous relationship with another (i.e. you).

You may love him, and he may love you, but it seems that you are on different pages about what romantic love means to you, and what is a healthy boundary to expect from a partner in a committed monogamous relationship.

I certainly wouldn't be offering an ultimatum (it's me or her!) in this situation because, as you say, they are bonded by something that may be really quite traumatic and profound.

I'm sorry, anon. This is, of course, only what I would do. And I'm not a professional. But this is a complex situation with a lot of emotions at play, and the two people at the centre of it clearly have some things that need to be addressed.

Love,

-- Haitch xxx

[tiredfoxtf]

i am NOT going insane. i am NOT thinking about android joel. i am NOT imagining joel wanting to become human, wanting to experience "real" emotions, feeling trapped in his body and his job, begging and pleading with tango to make him "real", messing with his electronic at every opportunity to give him a more human-like experience, whether that's with pleasure mods, pain, anxiety, anything he can get his hands on. he's desperate and he wants to be alive

The highest of tragedies for me is always going to be "creation that was made to imitate life, not to be alive". And even a greater tragedy is alive mind in a very-not-living body. Constantly stuck in a conflict of "is it my own thought and emotions or is it a lie, programmed in me by someone else". It eats at Joel, never in control, never owning anything, there's nothing that he can say for sure is "his". He is pretty sure he feels something, he feels a lot, he's angry, frustrated, happy, sad -- he knows when he is, because these emotions are so grandiose. But is it really his emotions? Who is to say it's not all an imitation, a total fake, a lie he was programmed to believe. He can feel pain and pleasure and even smell and taste something. But it's all something that he doesn't necessarily needs. If you can turn it off, does it really belongs to you? He has been told that he has a strong personality, but how much of a person he really is? Joel doesn't know, he feels like one, but at the same time he doesn't. He probably feels more like half of a person, abandoned and unfinished. What's the point of his existence if he can't have something that he can confidently say is his? Isn't it so unbelievably cruel to make someone who wants to cry, but give them no tears to cry with?

And Tango wishes, he wants so bad to help Joel, but he really can't. He is a mechanic, not a God or a wizard. He can't exactly "make him alive" To Tango Joel is as real of a person as he is, as anyone else. Tango looks at him a sees a guy with troubles, needs and emotions, who tied to their job and perception of others. Tango doesn't particularly cares that Joel makes decisions based on his complex ai, not through his brain, that through his pump goes a faux blood and not a real blood through a heart. To Tango androids and people aren't that different. Maybe androids are more easily repaired (Tango wishes there was a way for his body not to hurt every day, especially his head and back). But generally Tango thinks he could say same things about himself, or any human. Brains and processors on AI aren't that different, they are both "preprogrammed", just one is a biological and the other is technical. They both operate on electric signals as well! And in Tango's opinion people cannot really say that what they are feeling aren't just a bunch of chemical reactions or "wiring mistakes". Not like Tango saying this to Joel make it better for him. Tango just... does what a mechanic can, try to help implement features and fix stuff, that Joel can't do himself. And maybe hold his hand through it all too.