#hc; you have to keep living | beliefs

[skyahri]

Blind |Naruto Men X Uchiha!Reader| HC

Characters: Kakashi Hatake, Shikamaru Nara, Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto Uzumaki, Madara Uchiha, Hashirama Senju

Summary: How they handle their partner losing their sight due to the effects of the Mangekyo Sharingan.

Warnings: Mentions of fem, but not very relevant. Mentions of war and loss of sight.

Masterlist Ko-fi

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Kakashi Hatake

He knew the day would come when the Sharingan would take your vision, but he didn't know it'd be so soon.

There were no other eyes available to you at the moment, so eternal was not an option.

Not that'd you do it anyway. It was highly against your beliefs to partake in the Uchiha nonsense that was eye swapping.

Something that drew Kakashi towards you in the first place.

You'd been preparing for this day since you first awakened your mangekyo.

You'd memorized the layout of your apartment, practiced roaming the village in a blind fold, and learned braille.

You'd been coping well, Kakashi... not so much.

He couldn't deal with the knowledge that you'd sacrificed your vision for the sake of the village.

You'd given up everything during your years as a shinobi, and this was the icing on top of the cake.

He'd watch you every day.

Watch you drag your hands across the walls of your apartment. Watch you walk a bit too far past the stall in the market. Watched you struggle to do simple things like grocery shopping.

Over time, you'd become worse and worse at eye contact, and that ate him alive.

There were no more longing looks or sneaky glances. Even your attempts to appear as if you could see were slowly declining, and it dampened his mood every time.

He felt as if he'd failed you. If only he'd been stronger, you wouldn't have had to overuse your doujutsu.

But he stayed quiet because you seemed happy. You were alive and safe and happy, and that's all he could ask for.

Shikamaru Nara

After the war, your vision had completely vanished. There were no blurry shapes or deaf perception problems because there was simply no sight.

There was no time to prepare. You hadn't planned on having to use the mangekyo so much in battle, and the price was astronomical.

He tried to help where he could, but you were being stubborn, constantly rejecting any aid he tried to provide.

"Just let me-"

"I told you I can do it myself."

"No, you can't, just let me-"

And that's when he felt the sobs rack through your body. Tears quickly fell down your face and your hands couldn't keep up.

He sighed and forced everything out of your hands.

"I can't do anything anymore."

"That's not true."

You scoffed, a bitter laugh leaving your lips.

"I can't go grocery shopping or cut fruit or put dishes away without running into everything or breaking something or,"

"Give it time. It'll get better."

"Two weeks ago, I was a shinobi. Today, I'm just a blind girl who can barely feed herself."

Shikamaru wasn't sure what to do. Strategy was easy becausebit was all factual. Feelings, though? So many variables he didn't know where to start.

He confided in Kakashi at some point, but wasn't too pleased with the advice he got it.

"Let her figure it out. She's a smart girl."

Despite thinking it was a stupid suggestion, he listened.

Slowly, over time, you'd regained your confidence and became the capable person you had previously been.

Doesn't stop Shikamaru from uncharacteristically babying you sometimes, though.

Sasuke Uchiha

He offered you his eyes, but you declined.

You weren't fond of Uchiha tradition despite being raised by it. Taking his eyes just felt like you'd be starting the new age Uchiha clan off on the wrong foot.

So you chose blindness.

It was difficult at first, but you quickly learned to get around and help yourself with little to no issue.

You'd gone from stumbling around the kitchen to making yourself breakfast within a few months.

Living with out sight wasn't too bad, and you'd grown accustomed to it. You felt like you'd made the right decision.

Until your first son was born.

It wasn't the parenting aspect that you found difficult, it was the emotional one.

When Sasuke told you your son looked just like Itachi, you knew you'd have to see for yourself.

So, you allowed Sakura to do the transplant.

Within seconds after the bandages were off and you had time to adjust to light, your sight was fully restored.

Sasuke brought in your baby, and wouldn't you know it? He looks exactly like Itachi.

The sharingan is based on strong emotions, yeah? Maybe you can base it on love in the new Era.

Naruto Uzumaki

Unlike the others, Naruto finds the whole eye transplant thing horrendous.

"What do you mean by that, huh? You freaks just trade eyes like around? That's the worst thing I've ever heard."

Although he wasn't happy with your newfound loss of sight, he wasn't one to label anything as a downside.

A setback? Sure. Negative? Never.

Hes overall very patient about it, even if in the moment he gets a little ahead of himself.

He's always forgetting that you're blind, so he'll ask you to look at things all the time.

"Hey, what's this?"

You just shrug. He may or may not bring your hand to the object to get a feel, but he mostly just gets embarrassed and drops it.

It honestly hadn't really dawned on him until he asked you to go train with him and you'd refused.

Sure, you could overtime work yourself up to be a shinobi again, but at this point in your life, that just wasn't the dream anymore.

Madara Uchiha

He thinks you're being stupid.

This world is all about power and you're choosing to be blind?

Idiotic.

You may be his wife, but he ignores you for quite some time after you make it clear there will be no eternal in your future.

It's an easy justification for him; he doesn't mingle with the weak.

Life gets pretty lonely after he decides to completely shut you out. Yeah, he sees Hashirama and makes his round through the compound, but it's not the same.

It isn't until he sees you in the village, going about life as you had months ago, that he starts to think maybe he was too hasty.

After all, he had married you for many reasons, and a big one was how skilled you were at adapting.

That night, when he finally returns home, he decides to sleep in your marital bed, not in the guest room.

The next day, he joins you for breakfast.

He came home early from his duties for the first time in a while.

He even started speaking to you once again.

You don't say anything right away. You know how he is about changing his mind, and you aren't willing to push your luck.

Things slowly get better over the span of a few weeks, and that's when you decide it's time to question him.

"I take it you've come to terms with my decision?"

"Of course not. I still think you're a fool."

Just the answer you'd expect.

"But I have missed you dearly."

You smile at him.

Hashirama Senju

The eternal was never something either of you had considered, so when your vision eventually dulled, it was fully expected.

Times were peaceful at the moment, so he had no need to worry for your safety.

You were almost always near someone willing to lay their life down for you- himself, Tobirama (reluctantly), or Madara - so there truly was no need to stress.

He helped as much as he could while also attending to his duties as Hokage.

Unlike Naruto, he had true patience. He happily held your hand every step of the way.

It wasn't long before your life was back on track, no longer burdened by the anxiety that came with cluelessness.

While Hashirama had preferred it never come to this in the first place, he was happy that things had worked out as best as they possibly could.

[whinypuppi]

can we pls get mean!daddy sukuna hc?!?😩😩

mean!daddy sukuna who spanks you when you do even the simplest of things wrong, such as knocking over a glass or bothering him when he claimed to be busy.

you were the complete opposite of your father, ryomen sukuna, a sweet little thing who'd rather not hurt anyone :(( sometimes he'd make fun of you for it, claiming you were “too soft,” and that he did this because he wanted you to reach your full potential.

sometimes, after your spankings (which seemed daily at this point,) he'd kiss you all over and caress your ass to soothe the burn, mumbling about how sorry he was. the very rare times mean!daddy sukuna was soft with you, he'd hold you delicately in his arms and shush you to sleep.

you started being more careful around him, making sure everything was to his liking so he wouldn't be angry around you. he definitely noticed, too, and loved how much more attention he gave you from here on out.

but, sometimes, when you'd do something really bad, he'd eat you out for hours, keeping you at his mercy to cry and squeal from the overstimulation. mean!daddy sukuna was just so cruel, never giving you a break!

even when he knew you were desperate, wanting him to just put his cocks inside—even jus' the tips alone would be more than enough relief for you. he never did so, doing whatever he could to evoke more tears out of you and see you constantly squirm.

mean!daddy sukuna would rub his cocks through your folds, gathering up an abundance of your slick, and just barely push inside to give you a sense of hope, before ripping it away from you. he always grinned as he did so and would sometimes bite your neck and leave whatever marks he could all over you. you were his, and his only, after all! it wasn't like any other men would even have the chance to be around you, because best believe he'd take their own lives in front of you so you knew not to mess around with boys.

mean!daddy sukuna was just trying to show you he cared! he loved you beyond belief and refused to let anyone else have you. even if he had to spank you 'till your ass was raw, and your cervix desperately needed to be checked out by a doctor, he'd do it.

[ellie-r2]

Book Curtis Brothers hcs

because I won't leave you guys hanging just because it got second place

Darry:

-He'll do anything for his brothers even if he hates the thing. (first scene in the book when Pony says he could've just called Darry to watch the movie even though Darry hates them)

-He tries really hard to be gentle when physically comforting people but he's always too rough without meaning to be.

-Genuinely believed Ponyboy hated him for a good while and it would actually keep him up at night at times which added to his stress levels.

-Always makes sure the house is stocked up with first aid supplies for the boys.

-He asks Soda to talk to Pony for him to make sure Pony knows he loves him because he thinks if he were to do it he'd just say the wrong thing and it would go bad.

-The five days Pony was gone were the worst of Darry's life even more so than the death of his parents because to him at least then he got the news the same day but for Ponyboy he had nothing letting him know if he truly was okay.

-Says he would've been okay if Ponyboy never spoke to him again after the slap because he would've deserved it but in reality he wouldn't know how to live with it.

-Hated when people would confuse him for being his dad's brother instead of son because he hated that people thought he looked older when he's only 20. (which doesn't get better now that he's taking care of his brothers)

-Technically this is canon but adding it anyway he is insecure about the fact he didn't get to go to college because he did want a chance to leave tulsa and pursue a career in football.

-Stays by Pony's door until he falls asleep whenever he wakes up screaming from a nightmare to ease his nerves.

-Only irons Soda's shirts because he knows even if Soda has time he won't do it himself.

-When Ponyboy was in denial of Johnny's death he and Soda made sure no one ever mentioned anything about Johnny around Pony.

-He asked Tim to have Curly tell Ponyboy stories about reformatory to scare him from being sent there.

-Used to consider wanting to reconcile with Paul so he'd still have other friends outside the gang. After the rumble happened he stopped thinking about it.

-Apart from his brothers the person he's closest to in the gang is Two-Bit since they're closest in age and he's the only one he truly trusts to leave alone with Pony.

Soda:

-Used to hate being the only blond one of his brothers until his parents died because he liked having his mom's hair color.

-Ever since basically moving into Pony's room because of the nightmares he now uses his old room as a storage space or offers it to the gang if they want to sleep on a bed instead of the couch.

-Will defend his brothers to the ends of the earth over literally anyone no matter who it is (I mean according to Pony the only time he was ever mad at Steve was when he said something about Darry).

-Took everything in him not to tell Darry that he suspected that Dally knew where Pony and Johnny were and almost slipped by wanting to ask him to proofread the letter.

-Slept in his room the days Pony was gone because it didn't feel right to him to sleep in there without Pony but he still didn't sleep well anyway.

-Plays football with Darry even if he's not the best at it just so Darry can still play his favorite sport.

-Contrary to popular belief while he is named the the crier of the brothers it is actually Ponyboy but he lets himself be called that because he knows Pony doesn't like being seen as "weak".

-Even though Sandy cheated on him and everything he couldn't find it in himself to hate her not even a little bit.

-Despite what Pony may think about comparing Soda and Steve to Bob and Randy, Soda would actually be the one to fight even harder and be angry if Steve were the one to die while Steve would be the one to not fight.

-Will gives massages to Darry when Darry works long nights at work because while his brother won't admit it, he doesn't take care of himself as much as he should.

-Misses the days when Darry was just his brother and not guardian because while he gets let off more than Pony the change in relationship between himself and Darry is still noticeable to him.

-Will cling to anything or anyone that is near him when sleeping.

Ponyboy:

-Is quite literally the little brother of the gang even though he thinks it's Johnny. (Everyone including Steve will drop everything for him).

-(pre book but after their parents died) Desperately craved attention/affection from Darry but didn't know how to ask for it.

-He has drawn every member of the gang + Curly but hasn't shown them any of the drawings. His favorite to draw was Dally.

-For the purly/papercut fans (me). Pony is the only one who can keep Curly from getting into too much trouble. (Like we know from Tim that Curly has talked about Pony and even calls him a good kid.)

-After Johnny and Dally's deaths he hangs up his drawings of them in his room. He also keeps Dally's jacket in his room even if he never wears it.

-Tried to finish reading Gone with the Wind after Johnny died but couldn't.

-Has nightmares of him being the one who was stuck under the beam instead of Johnny and being the one who died and wakes up terrified because he truly thinks it would have been better if it was him.

-Makes Darry go into the room with him at doctor's appointments and looks at Darry whenever they ask him a question. He'll also clutch Darry or Soda's arm because he hates being there.

-Quit smoking or is in the process of trying to quit post book because of guilt of potentially starting the fire and because it's not good for him being on the track team and all.

For all 3:

-Darry and Soda go to ALL of Pony's track events.

-Post book they all try to have one day of the week where they all do something together for the other. For Darry, Pony and Soda play football with him. For Pony, they go watch a movie together. For Soda, Darry lets him take them out racing but sits in the back with Pony to keep him safe if anything.

-When they were younger Darry would give shit to anyone who would say anything about his younger brothers having weird names. While Pony and Soda would give Darry shit saying he's the one with a weird name. "seriously DARREL"

-They all sleep in Darry's room together the night before if they know the social worker is coming in fear of separated.

[belit0]

Hcs for shisui coming back during the fourth great ninja war and seeing his former lover has moved on and is in love with Kakashi now plzz

I wrote this while listening to some Agnes Obel and literally cried, it's 08:30 am for fuck's sake I'm a weak gwirl

The initial shock: Shisui had always thought death was final. There was something poetic in his sacrifice, in the belief that his will would live on through those he left behind. But being brought back—ripped from the peace of the afterlife—was disorienting, painful, wrong.

Seeing her again: He never expected to see (Y/N). He had long accepted that she would move on, that time would carry her forward, as it did everyone. But the reality of it—her standing there, older, different, and yet so much the same—knocked the breath from his lungs.

The weight of years: The war raged around them, but for a moment, all he could do was look. She had changed—there were new scars, subtle signs of aging, a weariness in her gaze that hadn’t been there before. And yet, she was still her. Still the woman he had loved.

And then, Kakashi: The way (Y/N) stood close to him wasn’t just camaraderie. Shisui knew—he had been that man to her once. The brush of fingers, the unspoken understanding, the kind of trust that ran deeper than words. And the way Kakashi looked at her… it was the way he used to look at her.

Pain, but acceptance: Shisui wasn’t a fool. He had died. The world had moved forward. She had found love again, as she should. But knowing didn’t make it hurt any less. A dull ache settled in his chest—a bittersweet reminder that even in death, the heart could still break.

No resentment, only regret: He couldn’t be angry. Wouldn’t be. How could he? She had suffered, she had grieved, and she had lived. If anything, he was grateful she had found someone to walk beside her. But regret lingered—regret for the years lost, for the love left unfinished.

One last moment: If they crossed paths, he wouldn’t linger. He wouldn’t ask for explanations, wouldn’t demand anything. Maybe—if fate was kind—he’d get a final moment. A glance, a quiet acknowledgment. A silent, I’m glad you’re happy.

Fading away: When the war ended, and his soul was freed, he wouldn’t fight it. He would leave with a final thought—I loved you once, and maybe, in another life, I would have had the chance to love you again. But this time, he let go with a quiet smile, because (Y/N) had found someone to keep her warm.

The battlefield was chaos. The air was thick with smoke, the scent of scorched earth and blood clinging to every breath. (Y/N) moved through it like a shadow, cutting down threats as they came, too focused on survival to anticipate the cruel trick fate was about to play.

Then she saw him.

A figure in the distance, silhouetted by the dying light of the setting sun. At first, it was just a flash of movement—too quick, too familiar. A flicker of Genjutsu, a glint of red. Her breath caught, her heart skipping a beat. It couldn’t be.

But then he turned.

Her blood turned to ice. Her lungs emptied. No. No, no, no.

Shisui.

He stood there, his face unchanged by the years, frozen in time just as he had been the day he died. The same sharp yet kind features, the same wild mess of dark hair, the same eyes—except they weren’t his eyes. The glow of the Edo Tensei made them unnatural, a cruel mockery of the warmth they once held.

(Y/N)’s sword slipped from her fingers, hitting the ground with a hollow clang.

-…No,- she breathed, her voice barely more than a whisper, but it carried, trembling with disbelief. With grief.

Shisui’s expression softened, but there was something distant about it, something… wrong. Because he wasn’t supposed to be here. Because he had died. Because she had wept for him, had screamed and raged and grieved for him.

And yet, here he was, standing in front of her like a cruel mirage.

-(Y/N)...- His voice was the same—gods, the same. It tore into her like a blade. -I—

-Shut up,- she snapped, voice raw. Tears burned her eyes, blurring his face, but she refused to blink them away. She needed to see him. Even if it hurt. Especially if it hurt.

Shisui hesitated, a flicker of something—pain?—crossing his face.

She took a step forward, then another, until she was close enough to reach for him. But she didn’t. Her hands curled into fists at her sides.

-You died. You... fucking killed yourself- she said, and this time, the grief cracked through. Her voice broke, her shoulders shaking. -You left me. You left me, Shisui.-

His jaw tightened. -I know.-

Her chest heaved. -No, you don’t. You don’t know what it was like— finding out later, not being able to save you. You don’t know how many nights I spent screaming myself awake because I saw imagined it over and over and over again.- Her breath hitched. -You don’t know how much I wanted to follow after you.-

Shisui’s hand twitched at his side. He took a step closer, but she stepped back. He froze.

-I— His voice wavered, as if he wanted to reach for her, to touch her, to soothe the raw, gaping wound in her voice. But his hand fell away. Because he couldn’t. Because they weren’t the same anymore.

Because he was dead, and she had been forced to keep living.

His silence made her sob, her knees nearly giving out.

And then she said it.

-I moved on.

Shisui’s breath hitched. His whole body went still, like she had struck him, like she had taken a kunai to his ribs and twisted.

(Y/N) swallowed against the lump in her throat. -I had to.-

Shisui didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. The pain in his expression said enough. He looked at her—not with anger, not with jealousy, not even with regret. Just sorrow. A deep, aching sorrow.

His lips parted, but no words came. He swallowed hard, then forced himself to nod.

-I’m glad,- he finally said, and he meant it. It killed him, but he meant it.

Her tears fell freely now. She bit her lip, shaking her head. -No, you’re not.-

Shisui exhaled shakily, and for a moment, he looked so tired. His gaze lingered on her—memorizing, savoring—before he finally smiled.

It was small. Broken. But still his.

-I am,- he murmured. -Because you deserve it.-

A sob tore from her throat, and this time, she didn’t stop herself. She reached for him, hand trembling, and for one heart-wrenching moment, he leaned into it.

Then—

The Edo Tensei flared. His body jerked, movements stiff, unnatural.

And he was gone.

Again.

[devnmon]

dating dutch van der linde hcs

a/n: i am on such a dutch kick these days. my writing inspo has come back and somehow i'm even more down bad for dutch van der linde these days so... here you go!!!! enjoy xx

sfw and nsfw below the cut <3

SFW

Contrary to popular belief that Dutch is all rough around the edges, I firmly believe he'd have a soft spot for his partner. Sure, he shows his kindness to folks who need it, but for you he has a special place in his heart.

He melts when you smile, when you laugh, when you look his way or walk past his tent. His dark eyes can't help but lock onto you like magnets. He's entranced by you- by everything you do.

Dutch learns what you like very quickly; your favorite book, meal, color, favorite spots in the local towns... like the back of his hand. He's very observant.

Though he speaks well and often, there's nothing to him like sitting and letting you rant about anything you'd like. Your voice is a river of honey and he'd gladly dive head first just to enjoy the time spent with you.

Like I said, Dutch pays attention; it's no wonder when he returns from the city with a new outfit for you, specially made with the highest quality fabrics and production he could find. He knows what flatters your figure but also keeps in mind what you like to wear.

So when you walk into camp wearing it, just for him, he's speechless. Hand on his chest, out of breath speechless.

Dutch lives for your compliments and flirting. Absolutely lives for it. From you, oh it's absolute heaven. He feels like a god being fed bread and wine while sat on a throne. There's nothing like it to him. Nothing compares to your praises.

You'd allow him to recite his favorite passages from Evelyn Miller whenever he was feeling up to it; you loved hearing him talk about absolutely anything as long as he was speaking to you. And he makes philosophy seem so much more intriguing with that gruff voice of his. If I had to give it a scent/taste, dark chocolate or whiskey would be most accurate.

Dutch is the typical gentleman: making sure you're safely escorted around if he cannot accompany you, and when he does, it's with a hand on the small of your back or while your hands are interlocked. He must be maintaining contact with you whenever possible... it's his guilty pleasure.

The more time you spend with him, the more your routines intertwine and line up perfectly, making the days seem ages longer than they are. From waking up and sharing warm coffee to winding down and resting together, he makes sure to share quality time with you.

Dutch has a habit of cradling your head when you're hugging or lying in his arms. It's his protective instincts kicking in whenever you're around him.

When you're tired after getting back from a long trip, he'll carry you bridal style to his tent, undressing you while you sit upright, half asleep. He does so with multiple kisses on your cheeks and forehead, delicately helping you wind down with his soft touches.

Kissing Dutch is a joy in itself because he knows exactly what he's doing with his tongue, nevermind when his hands come into play. He's such a lovesick fool whispering "I could kiss you forever..." in your ear like that wouldn't just make you want to test that theory.

You love running little errands for Dutch or with him, stocking up on extra bullets and hair pomade so he can look his best. Making sure his shirts are always spotless and ironed. You also take pride in being the one polishing his gold chains adorned on his favorite vest (and think they compliment his waist and proportions very well).

I can also imagine him letting you run your hands through his hair while you lay together, something that relaxes him after however long and hard a day he might have had.

Sometimes when you're kissing and talking, he'll chuckle into the kiss and that'll just draw you into him even more, arms wrapped around his neck with his around your waist.

Dutch doesn't know how you pull the brightest and biggest of smiles from him, but he's damn sure he doesn't want to stop. Not even when his cheeks hurt. He holds you very dear to him.

There are days where you just want to listen to his voice, so you ask him to read you his favorite passages from the American Inferno or another philosophy book he keeps around. "Forgive me if I fall asleep, your voice is just so calming." and he wouldn't take offense to it, he'd only maintain his voice at a certain volume so you could rest peacefully.

NSFW

Dutch van der Linde is a man who draws everythingggg out. Sometimes he likes to make it worse by whispering in your ear while he touches you. (Or taunting you throughout the day with not so subtle touches)

He loves it when you disobey him because it just gives him the excuse to be rough with you. He'll make you suck him off, pushing you down on his cock before fucking you roughly.

Honorable mention: making you kiss his rings before using that very hand to deal you a spanking punishment. The cold metal makes it hurt a little more but if you've been disobedient, he won't hold back.

Dutch is a slut for pet names; in fact he will only use your first name when you've made him mad, otherwise it's "darling, miss, dearest, my love" etc.

On the other hand, you call him sir out of respect, not knowing how it absolutely wrecks him. You have to be careful lest he get all worked up and have to drag you away from your chores. Sometimes he does, whispering to you "Do you know what that does to me?" "It's out of respect sir I-" "Hush. You shouldn't address me as anything but. I just... god, you make me crazy."

Absolutely takes advantage of the clear power dynamic the two of you have, him being the leader of a very powerful gang definitely gives him that ego boost.

Loves to give and give and give. He would spend hours between your legs making you come multiple times on his tongue, just because he loves how you taste.

He's not into somno per say... but if you're exhausted and he has pent up energy, he'll take out his frustrations on you. That is, as long as you were feeling up for it.

When you sit on his lap it's only a matter of time before he gets touchy and his hands start roaming your body, exploring which spots are more sensitive than usual and taking note of your favorites.

Imagine him letting his rings get cold and fingering you so that the metal is extra stimulating on your skin. He especially loves letting them run over your nipples to watch them harden.

His morning voice is gruff and gravelly but that wouldn't stop you from dragging your hand down his broad, hair ridden chest to get him off early in the mornings. Say he had an issue he had to deal with that he put off from the night before, and he's dreading getting up and to his duties, but first you give him just a piece of heaven before he gets up to start his day.

If one day he comes back with a crick in his neck or some kind of back pain, you're the one to suggest you massage him. At first it's harmless touches that bring him such relief, but then you get carried away, dragging your hands up and down his sides as if to rile him up purposely. It's not long after you're whispering for him to relax while you take care of him, sucking him off or just simply worshiping his body with your mouth.

Loves to praise you as easy as breathing. Things like "always so ready for me, my sweetest," and "there you go darlin', taking me so well".

One night he comes back to his tent with you dressed in only his vest, your cleavage on display for him while he spots the amount of arousal between your legs. He buries himself inside you, letting you know how alluring you look for him.

You can't walk away from being in bed with Dutch without any new marks. The minute you jump his bones his mouth is all over you, placing mark after mark on your neck and down your chest. You try and convince him to not leave marks where the gang can see them, but he doesn't care. He has the power and he'll do as he wishes.

His favorite punishment for you is having you over his lap and a. either spanking you until you can't sit correctly for a week, or b. making you come over and over until you plead for him to stop. It's only then he finds whatever lotion or oil he has and massages the skin he's just bruised. Dutch may take pleasure in seeing you cry for him, but he'll be damned if he doesn't clean you up and wipe your tears before lying his head down to rest.

Aftercare consists of him still being a little cocky if he's gotten you to come multiple times, but you also see the sweet side of him while helping you clean up and making sure he didn't push you too far. Though he loves the power, he has enough self control to know when you need a little comforting touch or a bath afterwards. He'll gladly carry you there himself and help relax you for the night.

[dioslesbianwife]

Lowkey feeling freaky rn can I request the jofoes with a freaky partner ☹️

yes you can lol- hope you enjoy and here are the HCs!

Dio

Dio thrives on power, indulgence, and hedonism so having a partner who's just as daring sends a smirk to his lips.

He loves the push and pull with you, finding your confidence utterly intoxicating. If you tease him back, he's living for it.

Into bloodplay? Because you probably will be after sleeping with Dio. He enjoys testing boundaries, but your eagerness makes it even more exciting.

Compliments your fearlessness constantly- "Finally, someone worthy of me," he whispers against your skin, voice dripping with praise.

Kars

Kars is fascinated by your uninhibited nature. He's never met a human so bold, and it stirs his curiosity as much as his desire.

He's meticulous, calculated- but with a partner who enjoys pushing limits? He can unleash the more primal side of himself without restraint.

He loves when you surprise him; even the Ultimate Lifeform needs a thrill once in a while.

He's got stamina beyond belief and smirks when you insist you can keep up.

Esidisi

Esidisi is passionate, and your adventurous nature feeds right into his desires.

He loves loud expressions of pleasure and will absolutely hype you up. "That's what I like to hear, don't hold back."

He can get creative- using his body heat to tease you and make you explore new sensations.

A true giver, and he revels in your excitement to try wild new things with him.

Wamuu

Wamuu admires strength and courage, so your willingness to dive into intense situations impresses him greatly.

He's thoughtful and attentive, ensuring that every encounter leaves you both satisfied and fulfilled.

Enjoys physical challenges, like lifting or pinning you down, but only if you're just as eager to test your strength against him.

The kind of partner who will respect your wild side but always keeps a protective, loving edge.

Santana

Santana's curiosity about human behaviors extends to your boldness, which fascinates him deeply.

Though he's usually stoic, he gets a mischievous glint in his eyes when he realizes you're as wild as they come.

He enjoys experimenting, and your openness makes him bolder.

Santana doesn't speak much, but his actions are deliberate and intense, matching your energy perfectly.

Kira

Kira appears calm and collected, but your uninhibited nature brings out the darker, possessive side of him.

He loves watching you revel in pleasure but wants to be the only one who gets to see that part of you.

Though at first he prefers things precise and neat, he'll later be more than willing to get messy for you.

The way you push him leaves him flushed but eager for more.

Diavolo

Diavolo is used to unconventionality, so your freakyness is almost expected.

He usually dislikes unpredictability but loves when you're the one to surprise him.

Rough, intense, and unrestrained– he’s more than happy to match your freaky energy.

Whispering promises in your ear, he revels in your confidence to meet him head on.

Doppio

Doppio is both nervous and excited by your boldness. His shy stammering turns into a surprised laugh when you tease him.

"You really want that?" He blushes but secretly loves that you're not shy about what you like.

When he flips into his more assertive side, it’s because you’ve inspired his confidence.

Your freaky energy balances beautifully with his combination innocence and intensity.

Enrico Pucci

Pucci is initially conflicted, your uninhibited personality challenges his focus.

But something about your fearlessness tempts him. You draw out desires he’s long buried.

He finds himself whispering fragments of prayers between heated moments, torn between sin and salvation.

You make him question everything, but he’s hooked on the intensity you share.

Funny Valentine

Valentine is intrigued by your boldness. He respects strength, even in intimacy.

He enjoys crafting elaborate scenarios where you can shine. Roleplay is one of his favorite things to do with you.

Power dynamics are a game to him, and he admires how willing you are to play.

"You're a rare gem," he whispers, voice thick with admiration and desire.

Diego Brando

Your daring attitude excites him to no end. Diego loves competition.

If you tease or challenge him, he grins. "Why don’t we put that to the test, yeah?"

He's wild and unrestrained, matching your energy with fierce enthusiasm. Primal play, lots of teeth and claws are gonna be involved. Marking, biting, scratching, etc.

Diego loves that you’re down for this stuff that you’re never afraid to match his boldness.

Tooru

Tooru is a tease by nature, so your freaky energy keeps him on his toes.

He loves the playful, chaotic dynamic you share and smirks whenever you catch him off guard.

"You're a little wild, huh?" he chuckles, eyes gleaming with interest.

He's experimental and thrives on the spontaneity you bring to every encounter.

[lancermylove]

Dark Side of Dating Him (Dateables)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Dateables x gn!Reader

Warning: The warning will vary depending on the character, but nothing too serious.

Prompt: This is their dark side, so proceed with caution.

These are just some parts of the HCs. All the HCs, including the brothers and royals, are on my website.

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Simeon

Simeon’s calm and composed nature can be both a blessing and a curse. While he may rarely lose his temper, it also means he tends to avoid confrontation. This avoidance can make resolving conflicts challenging, as Simeon prefers to gloss over issues or downplay their significance rather than addressing them head-on.

As an angel devoted to his duties and the celestial realm, Simeon’s work often precedes his personal life. You may feel like a secondary priority, as he spends more time writing his novels, tending to celestial matters, or guiding others spiritually rather than focusing on your relationship.

Simeon’s perfectionism and high moral standards sometimes make him seem judgmental or unyielding. He holds himself to a high standard and expects the same from his partner, which can lead to feelings of inadequacy if you cannot meet his expectations.

Thirteen

Thirteen’s mischievous and playful nature is a cause of chaos. While her pranks and antics are all in good fun (to her), they might occasionally cross the line and leave you feeling frustrated, embarrassed, or even hurt.

As the Grim Reaper, Thirteen has a close relationship with death and often looks at it in a calm or humorous view. This perspective may be difficult for you to digest if you’re uncomfortable with dark humor or the concept of mortality.

You will have to get used to the concept of death and hearing about death because Thirteen will share all her adventures of soul collecting with you, whether you like it or not. It’s her job, so she doesn’t see anything wrong with talking about it.

Solomon

Solomon’s mischievous and unpredictable nature can make it hard to know where you stand with him. He’s a master of manipulation and charm, and while he doesn’t mean harm, his habit of keeping secrets and playing mind games can leave you unsettled and questioning his true intentions.

As the only human who’s lived for centuries, Solomon’s vast knowledge and experience can create a significant disconnect between the two of you. He may unintentionally patronize you or dismiss your concerns as insignificant compared to the challenges he’s faced in his long life.

Solomon’s obsession with magic can lead to risky experiments and dangerous situations. You might find yourself unwillingly dragged into magical mishaps, such as dealing with curses, unstable potions, or portals gone awry. His tendency to prioritize his magical pursuits over your safety can become frustrating and frightening.

Mephisto

Mephisto’s aristocratic demeanor and superiority complex can be both alluring and frustrating. His belief in his own excellence can come off as arrogance, and he may look down on you without realizing how condescending he’s being.

Mephistopheles can be excessively critical, as he thrives on control and order. He will pick apart even the smallest of flaws. This perfectionism might leave you feeling like you can never meet his high standards, which can create tension in the relationship.

He has a sharp tongue and won’t hesitate to use it in arguments. His words can sometimes sting more than he realizes, especially if you’re feeling vulnerable or emotional.

Raphael

Raphael’s stoic and no-nonsense personality can make him come off as distant and unapproachable, even in a romantic relationship. He struggles to express his feelings, so you might often find yourself guessing how he truly feels about you.

As someone who values discipline and order, Raphael can sometimes be overly strict or critical. He has high expectations for himself and others, and while he means well, his words or actions may come off as harsh or unkind, especially during moments of conflict.

Raphael’s dedication to his duties can overshadow his personal life. He prioritizes his responsibilities as an angel above all else, making you feel like you’re competing for his attention or that you’re not his top priority.

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[aizawashuichi]

In my personal hc about Mello's past, his father killed himself when Mello was really young. He lived with his very ill mother, who was a devoted Christian that passed this belief to him, and he prayed with her, prayed to God that she would get well, prayed for a better life, but then his mother died, leaving him alone, and he blamed God, like “I spent years praying that she’d be healthy, praying to you, and you take her away from me? My mother, the only person I care about. How could you betray me like that? No... How dare you! Who do you think you are to make these choices?”. So, he began to resent Him, but still kept the rosary to honour his mother.

Then, when he was taken to Wammy’s and found out about this other “God” that actually saved people and worked for a better future, he idolised him, because he had proof of his existence and his “good” deeds.

Unfortunately, I do not subscribe to the idea that the successors (and anyone at the Wammy’s during their time) and L had a found family dynamic, and this is because I don’t think L would make the same mistake twice and single them out. Doing this would only put pressure on them, and he can’t have another A situation.

Of course, A and B are not really canon, but I still believe that L knew not to get involved with them, for other reasons but that is true to me. From any angle, creating a bond between them is a weakness – emotionally, strategically, and so on.

Getting involved with Mello and Near, meeting and visiting them multiple times gives them only a face to hate, a flawed individual to judge and criticized, but especially a person. It’s no longer a role. It entails much more and makes taking his place way harder.

I don’t even think they actually properly met. They only talked via a screen (in the scene in the one shot, Mello and Near don’t even talk actually), and L never showed himself to them, because it would be the wrong move, regardless of B existing or not. It just exposes his appearance, which he must keep a secret from everyone. I also think L didn’t want to be a person to be adored, but a role to be kept alive. If we take into consideration the way he talked to the kids, he seemed to be actively working against the idea of him being this kind of God.

So, when God died, Mello’s faith was broken again. For the second time, the one that could save them all died, against a being that seemed actually to be the Lord and was going to take over the world.

First and foremost, he felt anger – towards L for creating this myth around him and then just let himself die (because I do believe Mello first thought was that L just gave up) and toward himself, for believing in this God, when the first one abandoned him.

From a priest, he turned to a heretic.

I noticed that both Near and Mello very rarely speak about the first L in a personal way, which is weird, because you would expect someone in their position to hold some type of personal feelings toward him, like a priest does towards God, even though they never met him and only see His work in the world.

Near is not a heretic like Mello, because he does label L as their idol, but Mello does not. Mello doesn’t want to work with Near (a believer) nor with the second L (the fake God). He became his own god, because no one saw things like him, and he needed to prove to the world (and himself) that God is not real and self-redress is the only way.

Mello’s war was also against L, in a way; against the ideal that he created that also revealed his own powerlessness. But as he got closer to his death and as he witnessed Matt getting killed, knowing that he was next, I like to think that he felt closer to L, to his position, and began to understand why God died.

[yandereonepieceimagines]

Hey there!! Congrats on your new blog!! I didn’t really see a list on what characters you do or won’t do, so feel free to reject / modify my request. I was wondering if you can do hcs for romantic yandere kizaru sfw and/or nsfw? No worries if you can’t / won’t. Take care and I look forward to reading your imagines.

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Thank you so much! I really hope I can meet your expectations. It’s always a bit nerve-wracking starting a new blog for a different fandom. I do write for a lot of characters romantically, as I mentioned in my rules. Since there are so many, it tends to be very request-specific. That said, your request is absolutely fine as it is and I can definitely work with it!

I hope you’ll enjoy what I’ve written below!

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Warning!: NSFW Below!

Borsalino Kizaru

SFW

* Kizaru first notices you due to your reputation as a powerful individual, with abilities on par with someone who would have a four hundred million belli bounty if you ever were to use your capabilities against the interest of the Marines and the World Government. What catches his attention isn't just your strength, but the freedom with which you operate. Unbound by Marine classifications, justice systems or piratical ambition. You're an anomaly in their structured world. A sole explorer. Someone who walks the line between law and chaos with effortless confidence. That unpredictability fascinates him. And from the moment he learns of you, he begins to watch more closely than he ever has anyone else.

* He begins monitoring your movements under the guise of coincidence, appearing near places you visit and lingering just out of sight. Your strength, independence and mystery only deepen his fixation.

* Kizaru doesn’t confront or claim you openly. Instead, he manipulates circumstances from the shadows. Removing perceived threats, redirecting dangerous encounters and influencing your environment to keep you somewhat isolated without your realizing it.

* While never restricting you physically, he subtly ensures you will start relying on him more. Both emotionally and mentally. Helpful warnings, strategically placed resources and timely interventions create a dependence on his presence. Both seen and unseen.

* Though outwardly unbothered, he becomes silently enraged when others get too close. His reactions are never loud or immediate, but rather chillingly precise. Rivals disappear, suffer setbacks, or simply fall off the radar, leaving behind no evidence of his interference. Even those who merely express interest in you often find their paths inexplicably blocked, careers stalled, or reputations quietly ruined. His lax demeanor hides a vicious, calculated protectiveness. One fueled by the belief that only he can truly understand you. He doesn't tolerate competition, even if he smiles lazily through it.

* He tracks your every move with light-speed ease. You may find signs that someone is always one step behind. Faint flashes of light, unexplained shifts in your surroundings, or an eerie sense of being watched.

* If you're ever harmed or truly threatened, Kizaru acts without restraint. He eliminates anything in his path with devastating precision, breaking his usual passive façade in favor of cold, overwhelming power.

* He doesn’t express love through words or touch. Instead, his love is calculated. Ensuring your safety, eliminating distractions and keeping you just isolated enough to need him.

* Despite his manipulative ways, he holds onto a skewed sense of honor. He refuses to let others harm you and insists on being the only one who can be close, as though it's his responsibility to protect what he considers his. Surprisingly, he grants you a wide berth of freedom. Allowing you to travel, explore and live life on your terms. So long as you don't show signs of drifting away from him emotionally. The moment he senses distance or disloyalty, however subtle, that freedom becomes tightly monitored, his control reasserting itself beneath the surface.

* If you ever confront him, he never admits anything directly. His calm, dragged out tone and ambiguous responses make it impossible to catch him in a lie. Leaving you unsure whether you're imagining things or if he truly orchestrates everything around you. He deflects with ease, sometimes making you question your own sanity, as though you’re chasing shadows. Even when you lay out concrete details, he remains composed. Tilting his head, offering a smile that reveals nothing, yet somehow disarms you. He might change the subject effortlessly, redirecting the conversation in a way that leaves you doubting your own instincts. There’s a strange comfort in his presence even during those moments, making it all the more difficult to pull away. It’s not denial. It’s a slow, elegant erasure of your doubts before they can take root.

NSFW

* In private, when you’ve finally given into his advances, Kizaru becomes softer in his expression and tone. His usual sarcasm and teasing slow to a near-whisper. While his movements are still deliberate, there’s an unexpected warmth in how he touches you. Like you're something precious he can't quite believe is real. With him, willingly.

* Intimacy with Kizaru is slow, languid and controlled. He doesn't rush. Ever. Every kiss, every touch and every moment is calm and pinpointed. He likes to savor you. There's a quiet intensity in how he undresses you carefully. As if memorizing each movement and each sound you make in the process.

* Though gentle, his possessive tendencies slip through. Subtle but unmistakable. He'll leave faint hickey marks on your skin, hidden from public view, but just enough so he knows they're there. He’ll murmur subtle reminders of how no one else gets to see you like this. Be with you like this.

* He learns your reactions intimately and he takes pride in being the only one who knows how to unravel you completely. Every sigh, every shiver… He watches, listens and remembers. It's not just desire for him. It's data and love tangled in precision.

* Kizaru rarely gives commands. Instead, he guides you with leisurely touches, looks and the pressure of his fingers at your waist. Especially when you ride him. His control is constant and lingering, but never cruel. It’s the kind of dominance that makes you feel safe and completely seen.

* Afterwards, he becomes unusually still. He doesn’t fall asleep right away. Instead, he lies next to you silently, eyes on the ceiling or your face. Sometimes he strokes your hair, other times he wraps an arm around you in a protective hold.

* To you, he's tender. But even in moments of vulnerability, he’s calculating. When you're asleep, he watches you, traces your skin and wonders how long he can keep this peace.

* His love feels like gravity. Behind closed doors, he builds a quiet world where you're safe, desired and wholly his. He never says you need him. He makes you feel like no one else could ever compare. Like he’s the only one who could ever know how to handle you.

* Whenever there’s tension or doubt in your relationship, he doesn’t argue. At all. He touches, kisses and makes love to you until you forget why you were upset. It’s not always fair, but it’s always effective. He uses closeness as a way to try and bring you back to him.

[thebearme]

Here's my Parappa hcs and reimagine ideas for Matt & Paula

Sunny

Sunny is a cosmo flower like her mother.

Because of her mother's recent death, her dad Potter became UBER PROTECTIVE. The classic "ur the last thing of her, I have to protect you" you know.

Unrelated thing but idk when I'll ever talk about this guy but Potter HAS to be half object head, the only plant thing apart of him is his hair. idk maybe yall can figure it out... also i think he gave birth to sunny and no i will not elaborate.

Sunny is asexual and intersex but what do you expect, she's a plant.

She got all her arm strength from her dad. All those home military drills really helped.

She's superb at skateboarding but tends to not do so beings she doesn't want to get her dress ruin. But give her time to change, and she'll start shreddin.

Sunny has Bipolar disorder type 1.

Sunny grew up a lil sheltered. She lives in the middle of the woods and only goes into town for groceries! She started going out more and more when she started school for the first time, especially after she got some friends.

I'm taking this headcanon from the fic life in parappa town and expanding it but Sunny is in this plant belief system where you stay loyal to Mothernature and when you die you'll become a part of her. She doesn't eat meat, she gives back to nature and be kind to all Mothernature's creatures.

Sunny take cares and own her mother's "small" farm. She used to give her produce to the community for free, but because of the government finding out about that, she had to put it on pause. She either sells it for big money, or the government will take her land and profit from it them self.

Parappa

Parappa is his rap name. His name is Pa and his nickname is Pappy.

He's a bagel and hound mix, but has more bagel dog tendencies.

He's hat was bought by his mom before she left.

Parappa's mom divorce her husband after one too many financial crises, just when Parappa was just graduated high school. (explaining the past tense in PtR2) Leaving Pappy with Papa Rappa while she takes care of Pinto herself.

His Mama always encouraged Parappa to reach his dreams as long it wasn't expensive. So after everything, Parappa was more determined than ever to believe in himself and never give up.

Parappa would do anything for Sunny, he would kill Joe Chin even!

After a while working at the videogame shop, Parappa will later work for Master Onion cuz at least he pays him.

Parappa has the n card cuz he's cool like that. im tired of hearing 'who gave him the n card?' well maybe he just born with it. stop judging my dog bro

Parappa's rapping career just recently started. He began rapping his poems by the end of high school, luckily for him his best friend has connections to get him up there.

He grew up with classic 80s-90s rap. Pappy is an oldhead.

Pappy is anti-drug, anti-gun rights and a BIG ACAB. He is a huge believer that 'only community can fix the issues and not some cops that with guns trying to make the problem worst' but if you listen to parappa's album you've probly already saw this coming.

He still an up-and-coming artist, eventho he's known around the town and performed with Club fun's mc twice... he just started selling his first album.

Pappy is pretty smart and could have got into a science major like his dad but choose music instead. His father wept.

Parappa guessed that Katy is lesbian years before she started dating Lammy because the god awful dates she would go on.

Parappa loves frogs, they're his favorite animal.

He has a concentration issue, dude can't stay on track for the life of him. And no he doesn't know he has ADHD.

His ass has maladaptive daydreamer.

Boxy boy was made for Parappa by his dad because of tendency to daydream everywhere and anywhere, he gives him sense.

Pappy has a stuttering and lisp problem, but it adds an interesting element to his raps.

Pappy can NOT keep a secret. He WILL tell Sunny!

He got orange hair

Pj

Pj or further known as King Berri is still the same as always, maybe a lil more tired.

He uses king as a stage name so he can have a bit of his fantasy come true.

Eats weed brownie everyday.

Pj now wears a hooding for pure comforter, it like wearing sleepingbag at all times.

Pj seems very comfortable with his life but he really just compliant.

Pj is estranged from his family. They have not talked in years and he doesn't plan on changing that.

Just like everyone, Pj doesn't hate being a dj but just hate working. All the fun he had for his craft was gone a long time ago. But if he still gets paid by his boss MC Mushi and gets his 'stuff' then his fine.

Pj is brutally honest to Parappa like always, someone got to be the straight man in the friendship.

He's the most likely in the friendship to get the other in trouble.

Pj lives in the college housing, particularly in the basement. He just likes it down there. But funny enough, it turns out the house doesn't stay as empty as what the staff said it would be.

He's roommate is Matt. He's not that bad when you get to know him, He's just a bit snobby, know-it-all and WAY to competitive... but chill? Ok he's a Chin but hey, atleast he's better then Joe.

Him and Matt met one rainy day when the power went out and Matt got jumpedscared but the bear in the basement.

Katy

Chatty Katty was her nickname back in high school and even in the college campus right now. She gets this nickname not because she talks bad of anyone, honestly the opposite. She talks up everyone she knows! Right after talking up herself.

Katy was a church goer growing up, so no duh she'll know everyone in the community.

Her and Pappy were in the church choir growing up, that's how they met. Later she got introduced Pj in school, the three of them started hanging out after that.

Parappa gives the biggest little brother vibe to Katy.

Katy has the vocabulary of a old lady and it's because of the older lady she works with at the diner.

Katy is that friend that went on so many bad dates, tells you about and it makes you think HOW the hell are you still dating men??

She met Lammy after running into each other from the college lecture hall. And she immediately invited her to the milkcan band practice.

Lammy and Katy were a will-they-won't-they thing then they met. Lammy likes Katy but doesn't think she would like her, Katy likes Lammy but doesn't think she's likes women so she continues going for men.

Katy has been going to church less as she goes into college, jobs, dates, band practice and battling the gay thoughts. oooo scary

Katy and Sunny met in middle school, Katy never liked the idea of girls tearing each other down. And Katy was right, Sunny was sweet as she thought.

Katy introduced Sunny to the boys and everyone went nicely, they shared lunch together.

Paula

Paula is base off a kit fox, she just put makeup over her facial mark.

She's got abit of rewrite; She's from a new money household but unlike her parents that fell into complete greed, She's still her old self.

Paula is a tomboy at heart and her true love is basketball and women.

She's a business major oooo. AND the captain of the basketball team.

She still beefing with Katy but you know- it's a friendly rivalry. Or at least it becomes one.

Paula has a little crush on Sunny after meeting her but she's very respectful about it and very real told anyone about it... besides Katy... who told Pj... who told Matt... who told Parappa... who told Sunny. But otherwise Paula got turned down rather nicely and took it well.

Matt

Matt and Joe are doodles, partially a cockapoo.

He is the younger brother of Joe Chin and makes it his LIFE GOAL to be Parappa's rival.

He bascally bradley for the extremely goofy movie.

Matt has a big gay crush on Pappy but he refuse to admit!

Joe Chin got to inherit the family business without even doing anything and Matt is really mad about that. So he's in school for a business degree and in the frat club for extra bonus points. All to impress his parents and get the family business instead.

Ok not related to Matt hcs but just one thing- I think Joe Chin is a womanizer manipulative creep! That's why Matt is a funny villain while Joe is a flatout villain villain.

There more hcs in the bottom but I didn't feel comfortable putting up with more of the light hearted stuff so...

darker things below, read with caution.

[izzyfishie]

HWANG BROTHERS 🗣🗣

im gonan cry my reply just deadass deleted itself. OKAY TIME TO RETYPE IT ALL OUT.

I FUCKING LOVE THE HWANG BROTHERS GANDVEKYDKWHDKWHDJ I LOVE THEM SO MUCH.

don’t even get me started on jun-ho. he has one of the most tragic backstories in the entire squid game universe, in my opinion. he infiltrated and searched an entire death game corporation to find his brother, all the while witnessing hundreds of people die, AND for a while.. had NO confirmation that his brother was alive! in fact, he had every right to believe his brother was dead for the longest time, and that would have shattered him. but yet, he kept searching, risking his life for answers, and for his brother.

also, “hyung, why?” might be some of the most powerful words to me. why? why was his hyung doing this? where did everything go wrong? i feel part of jun-ho feels guilty for everything that happened — after all, if he’d died and in-ho’s wife had lived on, he would have never taken that bribe. jun-ho baby no :(( ilysm

it drives me INSANEEEE how the times we see in-ho vulnerable are when his baby brother is mentioned. he DOES genuinely care about him! if he didn’t, he wouldn’t have saved him, wouldn’t have had captain park keep him as far away from the island as possible. in-ho never wanted for jun-ho to die. that moment visibly HAUNTS him.

[now. the stuff below is just my own personal beliefs/hcs about young!hwang brothers, not confirmed canon!!]

in my eyes, in-ho was jun-ho’s mainly supply of anything — support, knowledge, love, etc. jun-ho had a bad day and needed to cry? in-ho was there. jun-ho needed help with his math homework? in-ho was the one to make sure he understood the curriculum.

and as in-ho grew up and got more and more busy, he always tried to make sure he had time for his baby brother. he’d always take days off from work/university to be with him, that didn’t change as jun-ho got older, either.

jun-ho felt so inspired by his hyung growing up, seeing him as the greatest person known to mankind, absolutely adoring him. he loved his brother so much that he too wanted to follow in his footsteps.

and when jun-ho got sick, in-ho was always the one to visit him, making sure he wasn’t in too much pain. ..at least whatever that meant for kidney failure, anyway. when it was said that jun-ho needed a kidney replacement and in-ho’s was a match, he made the decision without hesitation.

but when his wife got sick, things started to change. in-ho grew more and more distant, yet refused to let jun-ho worry about him. and then.. he disappeared for good, coming back a totally new person.

the hyung jun-ho knew became buried in layers of trauma, loathing, and deep down.. guilt from what he’d experienced. but it’s not like he’d tell jun-ho about that.

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okay im gonna stop writing now 😭 i think you get the point!

[illugremlins]

I have a lot of fun making headcanons to add a grey aspect to the morality of objectively good (in he sense of morals) characters.

For example, Atsushi Nakajima. He values the lives of everyone and thinks that everyone deserves a chance to live. Unless he is put into a situation where he has no other option, he considers taking a life to be, objectively, one of the worst things someone can do. To the point where he firmly locks out the memory of him killing Shibusawa even though it was an act of self defense to keep him alive.

This is an ethical train of thought, and specific and special to Atushi since he is one of the very few characters of BSD who believes it.

A conclusion can me made:

Atsushi is good. He cares about others lives. He thinks everyone should have a chance to live.

But, if we look into it more, the belief isn't as 'good-intentioned' as it can be initially read. Atushi hates himself. He firmly believes the world would be better off without him, and that everyone else is more worthy of living than he is. However, despite this, Atsushi isn't suicidal. Being suicidal would, in my opinion, be entirely out of character for him. Yes, he does not really value himself or his life because of his upbringing, but Atsushi still desperately wants to live. He wants to survive.

In that case, how is it fair of him to want to live when his life is worth nothing compared to others? What right does he have to live if people who matter more than him, who are better than him, who are more valuable and useful, don't? (And again, to remind you, in Atsushi's eyes, everyone is more useful than he is.)

So, what if I re-frame the conclusion:

Atsushi is selfish. He cares about others lives because he cares about his own. He thinks everyone should have a chance to live because he wants one, but the only way he can swallow the guilt of wanting to be alive is by doing everything in his power to make sure that the people around him, who are all better than him, are alive too. If they are dead, why isn't he, who does not matter and should not matter?

Re-thinking characters in this light makes for a much more interesting read of the story and a lot of good material for fanfiction. (And it doesn't have to just be characters in morally grey stories, like BSD. This sort of thinking/adding of HCs can be applied to much more light-hearted mangas/works like Haikyuu, where the worst the character can be is a bit of a bully or jerk.)

[rubra-wav]

Vox HCs entry #2

Warnings/CW: discussion of toxic masculinity, SFW

A/N: just various thoughts I've had about this man.

- He is a musical theatre/drama fan

He gives me this energy so much due to how dramatic he is in general. His first instinct when Alastor comes back is to instantly make a callout on live TV in the form of song. 💀

I feel like he listens to musicals in 'secret' - but it's not actually nearly as much as a secret as he thinks it is. I feel like in general he gets very loud when he's passionate or excited about something.

I just have a mental image of him thinking nobody in Vee tower can hear him while he absolutely yells the lyrics of a song with headphones on at full volume while dancing out the choreography to the song.

He'd deny everything about it if you brought this up however. He grew up in the 50's and due to that I feel as if he would be very insecure about it. I'll elaborate more on that in the next point.

- Still has a fair few beliefs to deconstruct

He is from around the 50's time period, and due to that I feel like he would have a lot of internalised toxic masculinity.

He is on and off with Val who's obviously GNC, so I think he doesn't gaf too much about others and what they wear and do anymore

But I think he has a lot of shit he directs towards himself still.

Elaborating on the liking theatre thing and denying it: I think he would stubbornly deny it because he thinks it's 'too feminine' for himself to be interested in and that he thinks it makes him 'less of a man' and shit kinda like that.

I also think because of this he also has horrendous perspectives on showing emotion.

It is already canon that he hides behind a mask at all times, but I feel like even if he 100% trusts someone to be genuine around them he still wouldn't let himself do so due to thinking he's 'less man' if he does things like cry or directly seek any kind of support - especially emotional - outside of his usual compliment fishing behaviours.

I don't think his perspectives usually pertain to others as he's had a lot of exposure to different more up-to-date / nonconforming people with Val and Vel - but I do definitely feel like he has hella internalised bullshit.

Dating him in this aspect would be hard because you would need to be there reassuring him that it's okay to do things which society deems as 'feminine' - especially with what 1950's society deemed as being normal and abnormal for men.

He needs reassurance so bad about it.

I can see him as trying to keep up his mask of not needing any kind of help from you even when it's obvious he's cracking under whatever (pressure, overwhelm, stress, etc. Etc.)

- This man can't dress himself well for shit

(Mostly based upon past Voxtagram posts)

This man's closet outside of his usual outfits is largely button-up/polo shirts and cargo shorts with the most horrifically ugly patterns you've ever seen in your life.

The only reason his outfits look good ever is because of Vel forcing him to not dress like shit.

I can imagine him walking out of his room in a blue and red polo and black cargo shorts with a snapback on and Velvette and Valentino just looking at him in utter horror. 💀

I also like the idea of him having equally chaotic socks. Like you have the usual put together outfit he has on, but then he takes off his shoes, and they are eye shatteringly ugly with words printed on them.

It's ironic because if you date him he will be probably pissy about you dressing well going out together.

He's a hypocrite 🙏

- He doesn't like sweets

I can see him as not liking things that are sweet at all.

He absolutely takes his coffee black as well, it's the most bitterest gag-worthy flavour ever and you are terrified at how much he seems to like the taste.

The sweetest thing he does like in the way of drinks is diet coke.

I feel like he survives on energy drinks, but I don't think he enjoys them at all and just tolerates them.

He doesn't like desserts either. Maybe tiramisu but not frequently.

I can see him actually liking dark chocolate though. I feel like he likes bitter things.

He's totally an absolute cunt about it as well.

If he sees you having coffee with milk/creamer and sugar he's the type of person to go "ugh. I don't know how you can drink that." While fake gagging at you.

He's that mf

A/N I have multiple ideas for drabble/fics, but my brain decided to write this out for now.

If you like sweets a lot he would be annoying as fuck about it 100%

I'm a bit hesitant to post like full fics or drabbles as I don't want to in the moment be like 'yeah, this is great!' Then look at it the next morning and be tweaking out because it feels OOC or I could have worded things better. Perfectionism is a fucking nightmare 🗣/lh

[abyssalaquarist00]

do you have any thoughts on alhazred vis a vis his religious beliefs? i legit thought he might be lapsed sikh or some fantasy mash up of sikh/muslim, but i wanna hear your thoughts!

oh i have a lot of thoughts about alhazred's religion.

firstly, i'm coming at this with my own agnostic catholic muslim background.

second, ive also layered it with historical influence from the Islamic Golden Age as i hc him to be from a sort of fantasy al-andalus (with his ancestor being the original author of the necronomicon, something he would not find out until he began the path to the occult). abrahamic religious scholars, regardless of book, talked to each other so theres some overlap to be considered.

third, this may or may not come up but also another consideration: religious doesnt necessarily mean spiritual. religious, and religion, in a theological and historical context basically means a way of life.

that all being said, lets get into it

may or may not be coherent lol

i think wrt his religion, he was raised muslim but ultimately is agnostic and has been influenced by other abrahamic religions, and non-abrahamic philosophies, in his practice. i think he was drawn to mysticism through astronomy, as astrological "magic" was a feature in those medieval texts like the picatrix (ghayat al hakim) and knowledge of the sun (shams al maarif). Let's Talk Religion has a video on astrological "magic" that ive yet to watch but i trsut him about the topic bc hes very respectful and has worked with liana alsaif b4 (who is very prominent in the west rn for her studies in the islamicate occult sciences)

its also important to recognize the way religion gets interwoven with culture (hence religion as a way of life, and not just an organization), and that can be hard to separate from anyone. i know plenty of people who dont practice islam anymore but will have some sentiments or practices that remain bc of their upbringing.

i think he talks to the priest at the hamlet's church, and that he prays toward Mecca on a few occasions. i think he sits in the pews and participates on a sunday every now and then. he makes use of holy verses and the names of god, or the prophets and angels, for his talismans.

when he prays, sometimes the black beast or some other entity answers instead. if prayer is like a one-way communication to God, his meddling in the occult has obscured that and opened a two-way with entities from beyond. the true test of strength would be if he can ignore them and fight to deliver his prayer to God

i also wouldnt be surprised if the "dark" entities could maybe be classified as djinn, since in islamic canon djinn live on another dimension on earth and are typically invisible (but can make themselves shown)

i think he also feels some guilt, or shame, for having opened thet connection especially bc his students had to die for it. its buried so deep inside of him thats hes almost over it. maybe. the path he went differs from standard islamic occult science, but he keeps justifying it because he's using it for good. if anything will keep him up at night, it's this. he might pray about it.

since its ramadan ive been thinking about whether or not he fasts for it and i think on any other year he does, but since hes fighting all the time he wont be doing it traditionally. he'll have some goals to work on instead.

whether or not he does, he will follow a lunar calendar. for both religious practices or scientific practices.

i think he and the vestal get along w religious talks, but talking to reynauld is hell (lol) bc hes deadset on his specific way of religion that alhazred avoids the topic altogether with him or does small things to piss him off on purpose.

he will never judge anyone for their religious practices so long as they dont judge him for it. i like to think he is very patient and merciful, as those are some important elements to islam.

i personally operate on the fact that God, according to islam, is the Most merciful entity out there and that whatever i do can be forgiven if i seek redemption. there's a story about a serial killer who goes to heaven about that, one of my faves to pick at the philosophy of. kind of goes with the pope's "i hope hell is empty" statement.

i think alhazred would be the same way though. theres a tiny part of him banking on the probability that God DOES exist, that he will be forgiven because he's ultimately fighting for good. he has also accepted that there is a chance that he will suffer, and that he would deserve it because of what happened to his disciples. he has accepted that his fate will he what it is, and that he will continue his path to find out his end.

when he gets stressed out he counts his prayer beads, and if hes REALLY stressed, guilty or shameful then he'll start meditating (which can be a form of prayer also)

at the end of the day, he is just a scholar fighting to keep the world alive. he's muslim when he has to defend the faith, he may or may not be on any other day.

[froldgapp]

In your timlonnie future fic where Tim goes to jail, do you have any ideas/hcs on what the final straw was that led to Tim and Kon's falling out? Tim's still talking to Gar by the time the fic starts, but I'm honestly fascinated by all the bridges he managed to burn trying to take down the main villain

Weeee! I'm so delighted you asked this, because this is a part of the greater story I'm actually really clear on! This is very long! Oops!

For anyone who doesn't know my corporate mole!Tim story, here's the original post. The sequel, which ended up being a TimxLonnie story, is here.

"...all the bridges he managed to burn trying to take down the main villain." So, absolutely this. I can't see myself mustering the energy to write the "prequel" or "Book 1" (and what was actually the original idea), so I don't mind sharing the bones here :D

Tim, in his effort to become believably repulsive enough to gain greater access to the people and information he needs, alienates the wider population, including and especially the broader superhero community. The corporate cabal start to push the narrative to the wider population that it's superheroes' fault there's no money for healthcare, no resources for schools and roads and affordable housing–in fact, why are we even letting these monsters live amongst us? Who cares if they save a life here and there–they're not natural! (A big element of allegory to all of this, naturally. <glares at current state of the world>)

Tim, as a young shill trying to prove himself, is selected as the best-placed person to be the face of this campaign. Probably with no small amount of hubris too, he believes he has enough social capital in the hero community to do this... People trust him. People trust Dick (the only other person besides Bruce* in the know). So, he makes a decision to walk this line, always holding on to the belief that it's for the greater good and that when he succeeds, he'll make amends. And it's Tim, so we know that by the time he's in his late teens, he already has a record of breaking a few eggs to make an omelette.

But, people–his friends–are hurt. Confused. Some become angry. Older heroes feel the shadow of history rise up; it's not their first time seeing an idealist tip into fanaticism and villainy. There's a lot of pressure on Dick to run interference on Tim's behalf. This puts a strain on Tim's relationship with Dick. Dick begins to wonder... Do I know what Tim is doing? The deeper Tim goes though, the bigger the act. There are times of incredible pressure when Tim must convince even himself that he is this disgusting, craven, cruel person.

But at some point, the community have had enough. Ultimately, they have to safeguard their wellbeing, so, as per chapter 4, as Tim tells Lonnie:

"I didn’t expect to be taken off the board before I had a chance to tie it all up. But Dick had a tip-off that the League was going to make a move to neutralise me: take me off-world for a while, memory wipe, something..."

So when the plan works begins to turn to if. The walls close in. Tim's hand is forced and he makes the blunder that ultimately gets him shot. Entré Kon.

Kon, who was initially trusting of Tim, and even supportive of him; defending him to everybody who tried to cast aspersions on him. He approaches Tim at one point even, begging Tim to tell him it's all a ruse. But Tim... The lie is the most important thing to Tim at that point, so he pushes Kon away. The relationship fractures. Kon feels a fool. Had he not defended Tim all these months? Was Tim just using him to keep the other heroes at bay? Very likely at this point Tim tells him, "Yes, I was. You were always easy to manipulate." Inside, naturally, Tim's heart is breaking.

So at the climax of Book 1, Tim is shot, right as he's about to dispatch everything to, let's say Lane or Gordon. I don't think he'd be stupid enough to go to the cop cops. He is so close. He just needs to get to his computer.

Kon, who hasn't spoken to Tim for weeks since the whole ordeal deepened, hears Tim's distress and appears just in time to stop the head shot that would kill Tim.

He sees Tim; writhing in pain, expensive suit bloody, shoulder pouring blood, ear ruined... A mess. In that moment, Kon sees what he's seen a million times before: another "baddie" (imagine any 90s action movie), who's been hoisted by their own petard. You know those baddies? The guys who end up dying gruesomely rather than give up their goal? But Kon feels gross that he could even think such a thing! Nevertheless, Kon still has this ugly feeling of abjection that he'd never had before.

But then he sees Tim's face. Tim is marvelling at Kon. He looks happy. His eyes are feverish and alight. Kon thinks for a moment, "This is my Tim. I knew he was still there."

But Tim is thinking, "I can still make it! I can still make it happen! Kon is here and he will help me!"

So, Tim says, "Super[whatever his name is by then]," desperation and hope in his eyes.

And Kon... He buys it. He sees all that hope in those blue eyes and he thinks, "He's come back to us."

But then Tim says, "You have to get me to the computer... I have to finish this. I have to finish them..." Maybe he's struggling to breathe, maybe there's blood on his teeth. "Please, please, I have to..."

Kon's face falls. He reaches down and gathers an increasingly weak and delirious Tim up in his arms. Tim is desperate. He knows that if he misses this chance, it–and he–is done.

Kon says, "Please don't struggle, Mr Wayne."

And as Kon carries Tim through the window, he sees Tim's eyes are still fixed–not on him–but on the silently blinking computer.

(Incidentally, this is why Tim reacts so viciously to Lonnie calling him Mr Wayne.)

.*Bruce is a problem I still have to take care of. Maybe he's started meditation since retiring and just peaces out of the mad affairs of his kids/proteges haha. A problem to be fixed were I to start the fic.

Thanks so much for the ask! <3

Also a thanks goes to @who-always-pays-their-taxes who was such an awesome support and cheerleader and co-screamed with me when I first shared the Kon element of the story. <3

[sparklingcid3r]

i saw the musical this weekend and in the staging for hopeless war, halfway through the song darry comes out on one side and sits on the car and paul comes out on the other side of the stage smoking and both just sit on stage as the song goes on so obvi gave me big peril vibes and was jw if u have an hc for likely type of hopeless war conversation darrel and paul had in high school similar the song between cherry and pony?

i think it’s possible that they were both hyper aware of where they stood on either side of the tracks- how could they not be, right?

where they diverge from pony and cherry was their inability to actually acknowledge and discuss their differences. they both thought it didn’t need to matter, didn’t need to be pointed out, when it fundamentally does. i think that’s the crack that led to the crumbling of their relationship. paul, the socs, and darry himself all denied the existence of his socioeconomic status as if it was a separate entity from darry entirely, but it’s what shaped his entire life. you can’t cut it out without cutting out darry’s identity as a whole. cut it out, he’s not the same person. his actions, behaviors, and beliefs will make no sense if you ignore it.

i guess what i’m trying to say is that their hopeless war conversation was never verbalized, and certainly never framed as a problem that needed to be changed. they were more so aware that they were viscerally different, yet weren’t willing to come out and say it because they both still thought of the soc/greaser conflicts and darry’s poverty as one of those unspeakable notions. one of those “just don’t talk about it and you can keep living in bliss” type of things