#he was ugly and boring 😔

[sidebaxolotl]

Lmao remembering before i realized i liked women i had a coworker that i hit it off with and we were always talking(flirting) n such at work. We hung out one time and i saw the rainbow flag in her car and i was a little nervous but desperately wanted her to make a move on me so i could ""point out i didnt like women"". Was lowkey disappointed when i found out she had a bf and did not know why

[microfeelings]

Yeah I'm sharing them now because if I decide to wait to pass them digitally I will ✨never do it✨

Spiderverse x One Piece AU!

A little something that started as an exercise in character design and then I got a little bit into it lmao

I did design the rest of the East Blue Crew but uh... they were kinda ugly/boring, I put more effort into these two because they're the 💕favs💕

Info, kinda. Honestly I don't have a lot thought out its mostly random ideas that mushed together sort of resemble a well put together au, just like everything I do <3

Nami:

- Spider-Woman of her universe, while her design isn't exactly original I really liked using her orange and blue colors. She has the spider logo on her back because she hates spiders and hates looking at them lmao

- In her universe, her best friend Usopp died when she failed to save him (kinda her "Gwen Stacy" but he was just a friend)

- Has electricity powers, her spidey senses are also really in tune with the climate for some reason

- She has a staff (not pictured) she fights with, and also uses the environment to her favor, not the biggest fan of fighting hand to hand because (compared to other Spider-people) shes not as physically strong

- Has a few enemies and nemesis that she fights, Arlong being the most important/strong one

- She's actually quite happy to know other Spider-people, tho she was kinda shocked when she saw Usopp... It was awkard for both of them...

Usopp:

- The first Spider-man in his world, there are some things of his design I would change (mainly the sweatband, I would change the colors), but I'm actually quite happy with his design. Where does his nose go with the mask on? The same place Hobbie's hair goes, idk..

- In his universe, his best friend Nami died, Usopp failing to protect her

- Uncanny precision with his webfluids, also figths using the environment

- Unfortunately isn't a well received Spider-man 😔, gets complaints about destruction of property or how he's "pretty coward for a superhero"

- Really would rather focus on saving civilians from natural disasters, as he's also not as physically strong (compared to other Spider-people), but it seems every weirdo on the block decided they really need to beat this teenager up, so he also has some enemies...

- Super excited about meeting other Spider-people and finally being able to share life experiences with them, and then met Nami, or Spider-Woman Nami and it was awkard and uncomfortable (but they became besties, bittersweet moment)

Extra stuff from the rest of the East Blue Crew:

- Luffy's spiderman name is Spider-King and the rest of the Spidermans where like "I can't decide if that's the best or the worst name I've ever heard...". Well Usopp thinks it's kinda cool, and wishes he had chosen a cooler name for himself, might be too late for a new signature 🤔, Nami and Sanji think it's stupid, Zoro is undecided

- Sanji does not have a spider logo, even tho his name is Spider-man because he hates spiders

- Zoro is the second Spider-man from his universe, the first one being Kuina, she died and he took her place

- Sanji has fire inmunity

- Zoro carries like 5 extra pockets of web fluids cause he takes "longer routes" (he gets lost a lot)

[melminli]

Pink Pony Club

summary - you weren't expecting much from your evening in a shitty bar, but then you saw a pretty woman sitting next to you.

pairing: cho hyun-ju x fem. reader

word count: 1.2k

contains: wlw, angst w/ comfort, fluff, a bit transphobia, pre squid game au

a/n: hyun-ju was my fav this season and i literally love her so much - she deserves the world and more😔💕

the request.

You looked bored at your drink while you caressed its round surface with your index finger. Your friends had finally managed to drag you to one of their favorite bars and, you didn't really enjoy being here, as you had expected since it was pretty, well - straight.

You were fine with it at first, when you all sat down at a table and just talked and laughed together. However, after a while a group of men sat down at your table - with everyone's permission, of course, but you still weren't the biggest fan of that decision. The only reason you didn't mind was that your friends seemed to be having a genuinely good time with the guys and that they weren't too bad. You still excused yourself from the table after a while, because one of them wouldn't stop subtly flirting with you even when did not hide your lack of interest. Sitting lonely at the bar counter wasn't too bad, you guessed.

I'll just finish my drink and then leave. You thought to yourself, still bored, and glanced subtly at the woman next to you after noticing how she seemed to be moving around quite nervously for a while. “Hey, are you alright?” you whispered to her in a soft voice after you moved closer to her side.

She returned your gaze slightly surprised and seemed to try to make herself even smaller after your attention was focused on her. “Ah, yes everything is fine. there is nothing to worry about…”

A few guys a little further away from you suddenly started to cackle ugly after she finished talking and you didn't miss how the woman next to you turned her eyes back to the counter - obviously feeling uncomfortable by what they were saying.

“Did you hear that voice? It's even deeper than yours!” he said to his friend, who only agreed with a shocked look on his face as he pointed his hand in your direction. “Come on man, that's not fair! Have you even seen how rugged that dude is? I mean you do realize that's not a real - you know…”

You took an annoyed breath as you looked across the room and bit your tongue to keep you from spitting in their hideous faces. Though, it was pretty hard to restrain yourself since you really wanted to. "Assholes.” you just uttered while staring at their heads with a hateful look, imagining them exploding.

“Just ignore them…” said the woman next to you with a gentle voice after noticing your reaction. “What they say doesn't bother me anyway.”

And even though she said that you knew it did because it always did. You returned your attention back to her and introduced yourself to her after taking the last sip of your drink. “And what's your name, pretty?”

She seemed to be caught off guard a little when she heard you say that. “Oh, ehm…” she stumbled a little over her words. “It's ehm Hyun-ju. My name is Hyun-ju.”

You smiled. “Pretty like you. It suits you.” you complimented her and noticed how the weird guys from the corner were still watching you. “Hey, do you want to get out of here?” you asked and were glad when she nodded. “Well, come with me, I know a good spot,” you told her and took her hand in yours.

You gently pulled her off the chair with you and led her out of the stuffy bar, feeling like you could breathe again when your nose met the fresh air. “I was really close to beating those guys up,” you told her as you walked hand in hand with her. Hyun-ju giggled lightly, as if it was hard for her to imagine you doing something like that. You looked at her in disbelief. “What, you don't believe me? I'm totally serious, really!”

She tried to hide her smile, but barely managed it. “No, I believe you.” she replied, but you weren't really convinced by her answer. You just hummed when you finally noticed the store. “Look there! I hope you're hungry, because this place makes the best japchea.” you told her happily while holding the door open for her because a long time had passed since you last went to this little restaurant.

Luckily, there weren't many people here at this time of day, so you managed to get a good seat for two. “Sorry, I didn't even ask if you wanted to eat japchea. They also have lots of other things if you want, my treat.” you winked at her and Hyun-ju noticed how you cuddled your hands against your cheeks, as if they were still warm from the alcohol.

“Thank you, but japchea is fine. I will trust your recommendation,” she replied shyly and watched as you shouted your order with two fingers in the air to the chef, who gave you an all-clear with his thumb. “They don't have a waiter here, so…” you explained, automatically putting your hand back on hers without really noticing.

Well, you didn't until Hyun-ju's eyes turned to it and it was only then that you realized you were probably being a little too handsy. “Oh, I'm sorry about that.” you quickly apologized when you quickly pulled your hand back. “I really didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or anything, you're probably not even into other women?” you let the question hang in the air, while you simultaneously cursed yourself for even asking that.

Hyun-ju blinked slightly in surprise while she played nervously with her hair. You knew at that moment that you had fucked up and prevented yourself from showing your disappointment. Unknown to you, she was thinking about something entirely else right now. So she was flirting with me the whole time? I didn't even realize, how embarrassing. “Are…are you?” she asked tensely, almost slapping her hand over her face at her stupid question. Of course she is, she just said it.

You laughed lightly with one eyebrow raised. “Do I like women? Hell yeah.” you just said, finding it a little funny how she acted right now. cute.

Hyun-ju was used to attracting the attention of girls before starting her transition. She even had a few relationships with them and liked it, but dating was one of the many things that became more than just difficult for her after she officially came out. “I'm a trans woman,” she finally said, even though she knew that you knew.

You just leaned forward with a grin. She hadn't turned you down, that's all you cared about. “I know,” you said, watching how she shyly avoided your gaze while crossing her arms in front of her. “You don't have to hide. I meant it when i said that you're very pretty.”

Hyun-ju slowly met your gaze and this time it was her who initiated physical contact with you. She held your hand softly. “I think you're really pretty too,” she said, and at that moment, you were both pretty glad that you went to that shitty bar today, even if you'd never go there again.

[vanilladove]

⋆₊ ♱ perv!ghost!nikolai

spooktober 2024 masterlist | divider creds adornedwithlight

ཐི ♱₊ཋྀ pairing: ghost!nikolai x fem!reader

ཐི ♱₊ཋྀ genre: smut headcanons; 18+ only!!

ཐི ♱₊ཋ content warnings: shameless smut/nsfw, mentions of size kink, alcohol + drug use, lowk dubcon, slight angst at end, nikolai’s pov（＾ω＾）

ཐི ♱₊ཋ notes: experimenting with something new lmk if u guys like it or not 😔 kicking off spooktober as an apology for delays; babusya = ukrainian grandma

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who haunts an old apartment near a local circus; who still retains his maniacal trouble maker personality as a ghost

he settled on the apartment after an old babusya let him in and allowed him to stay there, offering his favorite piroshki in exchange for protection from other spirits. he messes with her, but doesn’t do anything too harmful—just some silly pranks

who gets bored after babusya passes away and new tenants move in

he’s really done everything he can to scare the shit out of all the tenants, but they keep coming and leaving—some even having the audacity to try exorcising him (it didn’t work)

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who has an insatiable urge to kill until he sees you, a sweet heartbroken girl, come to the apartment your ex was supposed to live with you in

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who decides to have some fun with you—he hasn’t seen anyone close to his age yet, and no one as pretty and cute as you

he starts small—moving things around, making noise + randomly braiding your hair at night, stealing things from your bags, switching lights on and off, etc.

he gets pissed when you take no notice, only drinking and crying over your stupid, ugly ex—seriously, nikolai saw the pictures of them and thought you could do way better

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who can’t look away from you while you undress before showering, admiring your perfect ass and tits and the soft curves of your body

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who switches your medications/supplements with aphrodisiac pills and waits until you take them while drunk, telling himself he just wants to see a reaction from you, but he has ulterior motives

he watches intensely as you suddenly feel hot and slip your fingers in your bra and panties, touching yourself in a lust-consumed frenzy

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who can’t stop himself from watching you whimper helplessly since the sensations aren’t enough—of course he has to help his little dove out by materializing both hands

he uses one to rub circles around your pretty clit and puts the other one in your mouth, training your throat for his big cock

you're too lost in the drug-fueled lust to pay any mind to the fact his hands appeared out of nowhere—you probably think it's just a sex dream

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who loves how you choke on his fingers, tears of pleasure streaming down your heated face as he inserts his long fingers in your wet pussy, watching your eyes roll back in pleasure as he hits the spots inside that you can’t reach without toys

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who savors the taste of your sweet release on his fingertips before replacing the fingers in your mouth with his cock, pushing it in with little warning

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who gets so fucking turned on by the way you adjust to his size and take him so well, using your hands to pump the length you can’t fit in your mouth

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who rewards his good little girl with his cum, shooting it down into your throat as you swallow every last drop and lick him clean, still aroused

deciding to help you out, he materializes fully and lines his tip up with your entrance, panting because he’s so close to being inside you, his latest obsession

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who pushes himself in your warm cunt, inch by inch, admiring your fucked-out glossy eyes and the arousal stuck on your thighs

he smirks when you suddenly get shy and cover your face, flustered by how attractive he is and how much pressure he’s causing in your insides

who whispers sweet nothings as you whimper from the uncomfortable stretch and assures you that you can take it all, licking the pricking tears from your eyes

he moves your hands away from your face and drags them across his abs and long white braid, occasionally peppering your body with kisses, and braiding stray strands of hair to calm you down while you adjust to his size—he can tell how full you are from the big bulge in your stomach

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who starts moving once you give him a cute nod, moving deep and slow at first until you're more used to his size

he litters kisses around your chest, kitten licking your swollen nipples which he knows are sensitive

he loves the way you slightly buck your hips up to meet his thrusts, occasionally pressing against your stomach and groaning when he can feel himself inside of you

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 breathes heavily against your smooth skin, his large hands around your waist to keep your squirming frame in place

who burrows himself into your neck as his strokes get slower, who tells you to say his name as you chase your own orgasm

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who cums when a soft i love you, nikolai rolls off your tongue, as you mess up his once neat white braid

he collapses gently on top of you--he doesn't remember the last time someone's addressed him so adoringly

he listens intently to your heartbeat, reminding him that you’re alive and he’s dead; his cold figure hugging your warm body

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who strokes your hair and rambles about nothing until you fall asleep, telling himself he's just using you for entertainment, despite the tightness in his chest

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯!𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭!𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢 who disappears in the morning but still watches you intently, waiting for another lonely night where he can touch you

[felassan]

David Gaider on Shale, under a cut for length:

"Oops! I realized I'd moved on from DAO but missed one of the companions I'd written. Which checks out, honestly, because I almost didn't write Shale and, even after I'd written her, she almost didn't happen anyhow. Then she did. Prepare yourself for... PIGEON QUEST. 🦤 So... I'm wracking my brain, but I don't recall how Shale began. I have this vague memory of us wanting a "weird" party member who didn't conform to the normal classes (this was back when Dog didn't need to be in the party), and I think my mind drifted to an old indie comic character named Concrete."

"Now, your reaction to that is probably "who?" That's OK. When I explain that HK-47 in KotOR was inspired by an old Canadian TV show called the Littlest Hobo I get the same perplexed response. 😅 In short: Concrete was just a regular dude. Who happened to also be a walking hulk of rock. Cue hi-jinx. The problem here is I don't remember whether the Concrete thing was part of the original inspiration or something I thought of at the point when I started writing the character. Because I didn't, at first. That was later. Shale was initially taken on by Jay Turner, then one of our junior writers. Jay had an idea to make Shale more of a robot, an emotionless automoton killer... think HK-47, but without the layer of sarcasm. I was leery, and told Jay he'd have to be very careful. "Emotionless" can very quickly turn into "boring", after all, unless you're VERY careful. But Jay was determined. Sigh. This was a fail on my part, as his lead. There's been a couple of times in my career when I've let a junior convince me with their enthusiasm to take on something my experience said they shouldn't. And then watch their confidence crumble despite every effort I made to reassure them it was OK. This was one of those times. Jay, no idea if you'll read this but: I'm sorry. Even an experienced writer would have found that a daunting challenge. Tonia, my other Big Fail on a similar situation in DAI: I'm sorry. Both times, I should have known. You did your best, but I set you up to fail. 😔"

"Jay did his best, and this version of Shale was certainly interesting... but, when he was done, it was one of those peer reviews where every writer had that look of "I'm REALLY sorry to say this..." It felt flat. Jay tried numerous revisions, but the issue wasn't his ability - it was the concept. I only allowed my writers a certain number of tries before I take it away. This hearkens back to an earlier time at Bio when writers would hack away at something that wasn't working 6, 7, 8 times or more until finally their soul was dust. Mike Laidlaw can attest. Revision isn't always the answer. So I moved (a much relieved, I think) Jay onto something else, and the question arose: what do we do with Shale? Do we cut it? It was already very late. Then Shale dropped in my lap. I don't remember if it was me refusing to let it go or maybe Brent (Knowles, Creative Director) giving it to me. I suspect it was the latter, because I recall being a bit bitter about the whole thing. WHAT am I going to do with this character? At the time, they'd moved me out of the writers pit to instead be in a big office with the other leads. I had this corner desk by a window (yay) with an awful view (ugh) What was so awful about it? It looked out onto the neighbouring roof, where there was only an HVAC unit to see. In the winter, pigeons would gather around it. They pooped all over everything - there was this alcove around the access door, right? The pigeons roosted there and it was POOP FAUCET city."

"Not only that, the pigeons used the HVAC like some kind of sex den. Angry, ugly pigeon sex. The only respite was when a hawk would appear and the pigeons scattered. Then I'd get maybe a day when there was a single pigeon corpse, like an exploded ball of down, to act as a scarecrow. Good days, those. What does any of this have to do with Shale? Well, there's me, staring out the window trying desperately to think what I'm going to do. But I CAN'T stare out the window because, gross. But what else am I going to stare at while I think? It was making me furious. I hated those pigeons SO SO MUCH. And then it hit me: Shale is basically an animated statue, right? Something that pigeons are rather notorious for also gathering on? And so I wrote. I wrote like the angry, angry wind. I had zero time to do this so it was basically me vomiting all my annoyance at everything into a single character. Not that it helped much. There was a battle going on over Shale - first, as I recall, it was the art team. They were going to make every doorway in the game EXTRA HUGE because they were worried that Shale was too large and might clip. So, yes, let's alter the whole world to fix that. Good idea. 🙃 Eventually, they compromised by making Shale smaller. Sten-sized. Or Brent went Akira mode, but I don't really know. This was a battle happening above my level. Yet Shale got cut anyhow. There wasn't time to do her abilities and we were short on cinematics time. There was never enough time on DAO."

""Oh well," I thought. "That's that." I did what I could, but cut content is almost never resurrected. The idea was floated of making Shale into a DLC but I scoffed. Yeah, right! But... it happened. That's why the "almost" is there. Enough of the team liked Shale they made it happen this one time. This meant I could finish up the writing once we'd more or less wrapped DAO, and the rest of the team (cinematics, in particular, who were pressed the hardest for time) could move onto the Shale DLC once they were ready. It was supposed to come out well after release, but you know. Shenanigans. This particular shenanigan was EA deciding to sit on the finished DAO a few months in order to delay the release. Why? Again, not my level. To get closer to Christmas, maybe, or maybe for sim ship. It did mean Shale ended up being ready for release day. Unexpected confluence of events, honestly. Cue some fans getting upset that "cut content" was sold to them separately, which... fair, I guess? The alternative would have been that Shale was simply cut, period, and it just worked out this way but... yes, fair. This was back when DLC was the main beef of hardcore gamers. Oh, the good old days. Overall? I have a soft spot for Shale. She has no soft spot for anyone, being... you know... made of rock. It's why I put her in Asunder, and why she was also going to be in the - apparently now notorious for its Fenris murder - cancelled fourth DA novel. Also, if you're a pigeon fan: not sorry. 😇"

[source thread]

[wonton4rang]

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Baby, I'm so toxic ¡!

pairing: bnd x reader.

warnings: toxic behaviour, mentions of violence (verbally and physically, nothing explicit, just mentions of it), jealousy, mentions of smut, mentions of cheating. and lmk if i missed anything.

summary: bnd as toxic traits i think they'll have during a relationship.

note: can someone tell me what "hcs" are and an example? i got like three requests using the same term and i'm very very lost 😔 would really appreciate some definition :')

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sungho;

control freak. he is the type to be so involved in your life that it's kinda cute at the beginning, how he would call you at all times, wants to know where you at, who are you with, what you ate, why are you late, why you didn't pick up his call within the first seconds... it got old really fast. he would want to choose what you wear, go everywhere with you, check your phone even if there was nothing there just because "there should be trust" ??? he would also start to pick and choose your friends, telling you which ones he liked and which ones you BOTH should meet.

riwoo;

insecurities. don't get me wrong, insecurities can happen, they are the most natural thing. but when he starts portraying his insecurities on you, projecting them and trying to manipulate you with it, that's when it gets ugly. he would say things like "you shouldn't do that because it makes me feel insecure" and suddenly you wouldn't do it because you loved him so much. plus, i know it sounds more like 'manipulation' than actual insecurities but he does feel insecure and uses it at his own favor to stop you from talking to or meeting people that made him feel smaller.

jaehyun;

too 'friendly'. wbk that myungjae is an extroverted puppy like typa boy, he would have really close female friends and it's not like you mind but when you get to y'alls table and find some girl sitting in your boyfriend's lap, it's not your favourite scene to watch. so you would have serious arguments with him, explaining how you didn't feel comfortable to see some chick sitting on his lap with her arms around his neck and their faces so close they could share breath and kiss at any moment. he just laughed and said you were being too insecure and that you should quit it, that he met those girls way before he knew you so it was just natural ???? be so fucking for real rn.

taesan;

nonchalant. ah *sigh* he would literally ghost you for weeks. meeting you at your place and listening to you talk about how worried you get and how you couldn't even count on him after y'all got separated and went home because he wouldn't even see your messages or pick up your calls. he wouldn't say a thing and you would just stand there, staring into this bored eyes and clicking your tongue but it was fucking useless. "is there something you wanna tell me?" but he just shrugged, laying back in your bed and just letting a sigh out, that 'done' look in his face letting you know he didn't give a single fuck about the things you were saying.

leehan;

obsessive. similar to sungho's tbh but more into the jealousy obsession kinda thing. he would check your phone on a regular basis, he would hold your waist and do very inappropriate stuff in front of your friends, side eyeing them if they ever complimented you. he would basically yell at you and forbid you from going out without him because why would you wanna go to a party or a club or a bar without your boyfriend?? were you cheating or something?? you bet that your neck was bruised due to his lips sucking on your skin and leaving hickies that he would make you show to everyone just to assert that you were his.

woonhak;

anger issues. yeah, woonhak is such a sweet boy, so cute and lovely, being so happy and energetic around you, kissing your cheeks and holding your frame with adoration, talking to you for hours through the phone and even playing some songs for you to fall asleep with. but when he gets angry, that's when you get uneasy, your hands are shaking when you see his tall figure cover you and press you against the wall, and tbh you weren't even listening anymore to his yelling because you became so scared of him that your senses would go numb and all that you could percive were his hands shaking your shoulders and his reddened face while he looks at you like he hates you. why was he so angry anyways? you didn't even know but he would just get mad over anything and everything, you were growing tired of it, but when he stopped being that angry and started to apologize? you just gave in. you just liked him that much :(

[httpsleely]

HQ BOYS AS YOUR S/O—DATES THEY'D GO ON WITH YOU

synopsis. going on dates with the hq! boys

ft. kageyama tobio, akaashi keiji, miya atsumu, kuroo tetsurou

others. character! is aged up, hq timeskip! era

notes. am back baby 😎 i haven't been active in writing because I am OBSESSED w/ love & deepspace. it has me on a chokehold i fear 😔 i just need the snowfall embrace zayne card and life will be all GOOD but I'm broke and there's only like,, a day left so */cries

[ masterlist ]

KAGEYAMA TOBIO would like to go on an aquarium date with you. he'd hold your hand as he drags you around the aquarium. you two would have a game of picking out your guy's favorite aquatic animal in each section. but he would try to find the ugliest-looking fish and say, “Hey—it looks like you.” he'd laugh as you hit his arm, and you'd try to find another ugly fish to say the same thing to him. and when you two get to the dome you just sit and enjoy the sea-life that's swimming around you.

AKAASHI KEIJI wouldn't hesitate to go on library dates with you. you both love going on simple and intimate dates where basking in each other's presence is enough. so a library date is a no-brainer for the two of you. and it's not because he doesn't like talking to you, he just loves the feeling of having you near/beside him. you two could be doing your own thing, but he'll have his hand on you (your hand or your lap), or wrap his arms around you. he'd sometimes check on you and whisper, “Are you all right, love? You're so engrossed in the book you're reading. What is it about?”

MIYA ATSUMU would be down for a movie date with you. having a date at the cinema has practically become the two of you's go-to-date. especially at times if you two don't know where to go for your guy's date night, then you bet that he's already searching for the movies that are airing and booking a seat. he'd be the type to “accidentally” sip on your drink or eat from your popcorn. or if you're sharing a popcorn then he'd intentionally brush his hands with yours. he would also be the type to cling to you if he's feeling cold. if there's a part in the movie that's boring he'd start whispering to you like,  “This movie is so boring that I'm getting sleepy. Let's ditch this and go to the arcade instead.”

KUROO TETSUROU would bring you to those fancy dinners. don't get him wrong, he does prefer a simple dinner, but taking you out to fancy places just makes everything with you feel so intimate. it's not like he's flaunting his money to you, it's simply just him being so down bad and loving on spoiling you. he'd be the type to open the door out for you, pull out your chair for you before you sit down, hold your hands across the table, cut the meat up for you—and he'd just do everything you can do for yourself. he'd say something like, “I know you can do it on your own, but tonight please let me treat you like the Princess that you are.”

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[n1ghteeea]

Are there any post-season 2 episodes worth watching? My little completionist brain wants to watch the entirety of RGB before moving onto EGB, but I know the quality of it sorta falls after the changes Q5(?) made.

I saw this question and LOCKED TF IN because I wanted to give the best possible answer, sorry it took so long 😔

Season 3 is a mess. They implemented all the changes Q5 told them to do, J. Michael Straczynski left, and the quality fell into hell immediately. I’m not exaggerating when I say that 90% of the episodes are Slimer-centric, there’s just WAY TOO MUCH of him. Also Junior Ghostbusters are annoying. Also the writing is childish and bad.

HOWEVER there is a ‼️MUST WATCH‼️ ep called “The Grundel” in s3, it’s written by the goat Straczynski, it’s dark and creepy as hell, it’s interesting, it’s just like s1-2, AND it’s a must watch if you want to check out EGB bc it connects to one of its episodes directly!!

But aside from that there’s nothing to see, really. “The Bogeyman Is Back” is interesting RIGHT until the Junior Ghostbusters show up, from that point on it’s a huge waisted potential. But the first half is good bc it shows Egon at his lowest (at least in RGB terms, in EGB he hits new lows).

Now season 4 was actually surprisingly decent! After a mess that s3 was, s4 felt like average s2 episodes: nothing crazy, but still fun and enjoyable. They cut back Slimer, made Janine a proper character again, completely got rid of Junior Ghostbusters and got very good studios to animate it!

If I were to recommend specific episodes I’d say “Flipside” because the concept they introduce in it is absolutely PEAK and I wish they explored it more, and “Robo-Buster” because Janine gets a good role in this one and overall this ep feels the most like s2.

However I can safely say that you can watch through all of it bc I genuinely found it fun, and even when the plot is kinda weak the guys’ dynamic CARRIES 💪 I’m biased ofc, but they made them so soft and domestic in this season it feels like they are on a honeymoon. So yeah, would recommend!!

Season 5, ohhh season 5. Idk what they were on when writing this one. “Elementary My Dear Winston” is good if you love Sherlock Holmes, plus Winston gets a role, plus the character dynamics are good. Nothing crazy tho. “The Halloween Door” is also really good as a Halloween special, AND it was written by Straczynski and no one gets these characters as well as he does.

But apart from these two? Bad. Like, I dunno what happened, s4 was so fun but s5 feels like s3 all over again. Boring concepts, bad writing, no fun character interactions. Halfway through the season they switch to 15-minute episodes that feel incredibly rushed and even less watchable.

I did not find strength to watch s6-7 because of how fucking ugly they are visually. Not even animation-wise, but colourgrading is BAD bad. Ik there are some Straczynski eps in there but I am almost sure they are not worth the effort 😔

So yeah! That’s about it! EGB is peak start to finish tho, the worst EGB ep is like the best RGB s3-7 ep, so it’s sooo worth the watch!!

Hope this is helpful 🫶

[blackghostm2oart]

I’m normal about this man :D

(I swear!)

Random requests from the server (I’m out of the country and was bored, still am so if you have any stupid suggestions ask away)

He doesn’t really complain

My man is a bit sensitive about this topic 😔

The canon ending of the novel

Lerik being a bit flustered

My Erik eating an hamburger Jerma style (he sometimes deserves nice things)

Someone requested @/ VixenMaggie’s Cat Erik with a tube treat (this is not that good tho, didn’t really make him justice)

Ahem…

Couple of airplane doodles (my mother had an expression of concern mixed with disgust when she saw the 25th phantom T.T, and I was “Look… Don’t even ask.”)

I was ironing my own shirt (I always hate the process) so I was: “That mf only wears those… So what if…” (might to a more refined version of this airplane doodle, idk… But I find this idea funny)

(When you imagine your blorbo in totally mundane situations you KNOW that you are cooked… Omfg someone help me T.T)

idk what this is… Honestly… (boredom is an ugly beast)

[keresnotceres]

Ghost, Soap, & Gaz: Tattoo Parlor

SYN: headcanons if you (their lover) were a tattoo artist

[sfw] cw(s): needles.

GN Reader! this is actually fluff!! (mostly) enjoy dovies <3 (p.s it’s been a hot sec since i wrote for these mfs so i’m sorry if they’re ooc 😔🫶)

Ghost hadn’t planned on getting any more tattoos after his half-sleeve, he barely even made plans to get it retouched. However, if you asked, he’d absolutely let you ink him.

He’d have restrictions on what you could put on him; he likes his tattoos to be cohesive — to have a personal meaning. But if you came up with something he liked, he’d have no qualms sitting still while you did your work. Is particularly drawn to Fine Line and Blackwork styles of tattooing, but, again, if you come up with something he really likes, he’d let you put it on him regardless of style. (He might be really picky if it were a watercolor style tattoo, though). Is down for matching tattoos but will be damned if he’s asked to explain it when talking about the rest of his tattoos.

I like to think he’d like watching you tattoo yourself. The pure concentration on your face and the whirring of the needle creates a pretty calming atmosphere for Ghost. Do NOT let this man pick out your tattoos though. He will absolutely try to make you get some ugly ass army tattoo and you will have to convince him why you shouldn’t do that to yourself.

Gaz, while he doesn’t have any tattoos to show for it, wouldn’t be opposed to having some. Put him in coach!! He’d be excited if you told him you’d come up with a design you think he’d like/would look good on him. Would probably be a champ when it comes to actually getting the tattoo; he did tense up a bit at first due to the unnatural sensation but ended up calming down after the first half hour or so.

Intrigued by Neo Traditional tattoos, but would probably settle for anything as long as you were confident in the style. Though I do think he wouldn’t like the Patch style of tattoos. Something about them just creeps him out and he cannot explain it. I feel like Gaz is also the type to not choose a tattoo on a whim; he’s another guy to need it to have some sort of meaning behind it. For example, Gaz is the type of person to get a tattoo that is a representation of someone he loves. However, despite his sentimentality, he wouldn’t get a date or writing tattooed on him. He would be very picky if it came to matching tattoos. He doesn’t want it to be sickeningly sweet or anything but he also wouldn’t want it to just be dull and boring. Trying to find something that suits his tastes would take a lifetime, probably.

Does not like watching you tattoo yourself. Is scared of accidentally making you mess it up so he tends to stay out of your way when you’re inking yourself. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t like to pick out tattoos for you, though. He actually likes doing that! Let him do it!!

Soap will absolutely let you tattoo him, he’s just a little wary of the tattoo gun at first. He’s watched other people get tattoos, hell, he’s watched you tattoo yourself more times than he can count; but there’s just something about having it done to him that makes him squirm a little bit.

He finds that Blackwork style tattoos draw his attention the most, but if you were to present him with a pretty good Old School tattoo, he wouldn’t say no. He’s difficult to focus with, though. He likes to chat you up; whether it’s just striking up conversation or flirting with you non-stop, he’s chatty. At least it’s endearing that he wants to talk to you. Soap isn’t particularly keen on the idea of having matching tattoos. He is, if anything, aware. He knows that, if things were to go wrong between the two of you, he’d have a reminder of you until he could get it covered. If he was KIA, you would have the memory of the two of you immortalized on your skin.

Surprisingly really good at picking out tattoos for you to give yourself or get done. He always manages to find something that will suit your personality or blend well with the rest of your tattoos if you have a menagerie of them.

[namranii]

All this Hal Esposito stuff on my fyp (not complaining) has inspired me to beg like a sick Victorian boy for Hal x reader hcs 🤭🥰

FINALLY THE FANDOM APPRECIATES HIM 🤑 (cw: mention of eating disorders)

HAL ESPOSITO HEADCANONS ⋆.°🧸๋ྀི࣭⭑

the boy can sing. don’t ask, he has bars.

history buff. ask him anything about history and he will pull out the 🤓☝️ face.

based on his dialogue has either bulimia or binge eating disorder but is in denial about it.

has a crush on marilyn monroe.

when he was a kid, he used to go hunting with his father.

strong for a fat man (tehe i love strong fat guys)

if you’re dating him will pick you up and carry you around piggy back style CONSTANTLY.

has the most surprising rizz out of all the clique members, he doesn’t look like he gets bitches but HE DOES. trust!!

still pines over eunice 😔

makes the outfits that him and lefty use to dress up frogs with.

him and ricky are childhood best friends :3.

moonwalks on a daily basis to greet his friends.

bites his nails when hes scared or just bored. due to this, has ugly ass nails.

coughing almost CONSTANTLY. holds his breath untill his face turns red so he doesn’t cough in public/awkward situations.

laughs like a hyena.

[muuvie]

Skejwjwj UR WRITING IS SO GOOD bro I barely see any yandere Thoma on my tumblr feed IT'S SO NAIOYING may I ask you do another yandere Thoma x reader BUTTT could it be like childhood friends?? Likeee you being popular with the men in insaums and him like being in the background but he gets jealous?? I FEEL SO EMBARRASSED TYPING IT OUT 😭😔

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Yandere childhood friend Thoma x reader

Yandere Thoma! Who couldn't muster up the courage to ever ask you out, when he tried hinting at his crush you just played it as s friendly joke.

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[Small story]

Just a friend

Thoma had always been there.

Through every fleeting crush, every whispered confession, every heartbreak you barely shed tears over- he was there. Smiling, nodding, listening. The childhood friend, the ever-loyal companion, the one who never left your side no matter how many men came and went.

And fuck, it was starting to drive him insane.

He knew he had no right to be angry. You weren’t his. You had never been his. But that didn’t stop the ugly knot in his stomach from tightening every time he saw you batting your lashes at some other guy, laughing at jokes that weren’t even funny. It didn’t stop the sharp sting in his chest when you came to him, gushing about your latest fling, oblivious to the way his jaw tensed, the way his fingers curled into fists at his sides.

“Thoma, are you even listening?”

Your voice snapped him back to the present. He forced a smile, easy, effortless- like always. “Of course. You were talking about… uh, what’s his name again?”

You rolled your eyes. “Takeshi. The one I met at the festival?”

Right. Another one. Just like all the others.

He swallowed the bitter taste on his tongue and nodded. “Right, Takeshi. You like him?”

You shrugged. “He’s nice, I guess.”

They’re all ‘nice,’ aren’t they?

His hands twitched. He wanted to grab you, pull you close, force you to see him. Touch you, just once, just enough to-

Fuck.

Thoma exhaled sharply, forcing himself to relax. His fingers dug into his palm as he willed the heat in his body to settle. He had no right to feel this way. No right to want you the way he did.

Because you weren’t his.

And yet, as you continued talking- smiling, oblivious, just like always -he couldn’t help but wonder.

Would you still look at him the same way if you knew? If you knew how badly he wanted to ruin every other man who had ever touched you? If you knew how much restraint it took not to pull you into his arms and never let go?

You laughed at something, nudging his shoulder playfully. “Earth to Thoma. You okay?”

He forced another grin. “Yeah. Just… thinking.”

Thinking about how much he wanted you. Thinking about how much it was tearing him apart.

Thinking about how one of these days, he might not be able to stop himself.

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You were always popular with men. Thoma didn’t like that.

Ever since you were kids, people were drawn to you. It was effortless- the way you smiled, the way you spoke, the way your presence lit up a room without even trying. Men noticed. And they always wanted more.

Thoma had spent years watching it happen. Watching guys stumble over themselves to impress you, buy you gifts, shower you in compliments that made you laugh but never made you stay. You enjoyed the attention, sure, but commitment? That was different. You got bored easily, moved on quickly. And every time you did, you came right back to him, complaining about how “men were useless” while Thoma bit his tongue and pretended not to love being the only constant in your life.

But then there was this guy. Takeshi. The latest in a long, predictable line of admirers. You had agreed to a date with him, and Thoma- against all reason, against his own goddamn sanity- had decided to tag along. As a friend, of course. That’s what he told himself. That’s what he told you.

And now, here he was. Sitting across from you and Takeshi at some overpriced café, watching the guy try (and fail) to make you laugh while you twirled your drink with that half-interested look in your eyes.

Thoma leaned forward, resting his chin on his palm. “So, what’d you guys do before I got here?”

You shot him a look. “Thoma.”

“What?” He grinned, all easy charm, ignoring the way Takeshi was very clearly uncomfortable. “Just curious. Friend stuff.”

Takeshi cleared his throat, clearly trying to salvage the date. “Uh, we just walked around the festival for a bit. Played some games- she’s pretty good at archery, actually.”

“Oh yeah?” Thoma tilted his head, feigning interest. “Did she win anything?”

“She almost did, but-”

“But you let her lose?” Thoma interrupted, raising an eyebrow. “Man, if I was there, I definitely wouldn’t have let that happen.”

You groaned, shoving his arm. “Thoma, shut up.”

But he wasn’t done. Not yet. “Seriously though, Takeshi, if you’re gonna take her out, at least make sure she wins something. You gotta impress her, y’know?”

Takeshi let out a nervous laugh, clearly not expecting this level of sabotage. “Well, I mean, I-”

“Oh! Did you take her to the lantern release yet?” Thoma cut in, eyes glinting. “That’s her favorite part of the festival.”

You narrowed your eyes. “You’re not supposed to tell him that.”

“Why not?” He flashed you a knowing smirk. “If he wants to impress you, he should at least know how to do it, right?”

Takeshi was so obviously out of his depth now, fidgeting with his cup while trying to keep up. “Uh… I was actually going to take her there next…”

“Great idea.” Thoma’s grin didn’t reach his eyes. “But if I was taking her, I’d make sure we got the best view. Y’know, find the perfect spot, maybe grab some dango-”

“Takeshi, ignore him.” You cut in, exasperated.

Thoma finally leaned back, stretching his arms behind his head, looking all too pleased with himself. “I’m just saying. If you really want to impress her, you might need to step up your game.”

Takeshi looked completely done, and you? You looked pissed.

But Thoma didn’t care.

Because as much as he hated watching you go on these dates, hated hearing you gush about other men- he loved making sure no one ever measured up.

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Thoma thought it was the end of this Takeshi guy.

until it wasn't.

He expected you to get bored. That’s what always happened, wasn’t it? A few dates, some sweet words, and then- poof- you lost interest, tossed the guy aside, and came running back to him, laughing about how “no one could keep up with you.”

But then a week passed.

Then another.

And Takeshi was still around.

Thoma told himself it was fine. He had nothing to worry about. You had nothing in common with that guy. He was just another forgettable face, another placeholder until you came back to him where you belonged.

But then he saw you two together.

It started small. Coincidental. Accidental.

He wasn’t following you or anything. No, of course not. He just… happened to be nearby when you and Takeshi were strolling through the market, talking like you actually enjoyed his company. He just happened to be passing by when Takeshi made some dumb joke that actually made you laugh- not a polite chuckle, but a real, genuine laugh, the kind that made your eyes crinkle and your shoulders shake.

Thoma’s fingers twitched.

The next time, it wasn’t an accident.

He saw you two at a different festival, and this time, he lingered. Standing in the shadows, hidden just enough to watch. You were playing another game, Takeshi standing close behind, his hand resting lightly at your back. It wasn’t possessive, wasn’t forceful, just a casual, natural touch- one that made Thoma’s blood boil.

Then you turned to Takeshi, smiling, leaning into him just slightly, and fuck, that was the moment Thoma realized-

You actually liked him.

Not just tolerated. Not just entertained.

You liked him.

Something twisted deep in Thoma’s stomach.

For the first time in years, someone had gotten close enough to actually matter to you. Someone who wasn’t him.

He clenched his fists, nails biting into his palms. He should walk away. Should let you be happy. Should respect the fact that you had made a choice- one that wasn’t him.

But instead, he stayed.

Watched.

Waited.

Thoma told himself he was just looking out for you.

That was all. That was always all.

It wasn’t about Takeshi. It wasn’t about the way your eyes lit up when he spoke, or the way you leaned into him like he was someone special. It wasn’t about the fact that Thoma had been by your side for years, waiting, wanting, and yet somehow, this guy- this random, forgettable, replaceable guy- had gotten closer to you in just a few weeks.

No, it wasn’t about that at all.

So why was he watching you again?

He stayed hidden, tucked behind the vendor stalls, pretending to inspect the wares as you and Takeshi walked ahead. You looked happy. Not the half-hearted amusement you usually had with your flings, but genuinely happy.

And it was pissing him off.

Takeshi was talking, gesturing about something, and you were listening- really listening. Not distracted, not waiting for the moment to brush him off. Your attention was on him. And then Takeshi reached out, placing his hand behind your ear with such ease, such casual affection, that Thoma’s entire body went rigid.

You didn’t pull away.

You didn’t swat his hand, didn’t scoff, didn’t roll your eyes like you normally did when men got too comfortable too soon.

You let him touch you.

Thoma’s breath came out slow and uneven, his fingers tightening around the fabric of his sleeve. He was gripping it so hard he thought he might rip the damn thing.

You were his. Maybe not officially, maybe not in the way he wanted- but you were. That was how it had always been. That was how it was supposed to stay.

But then Takeshi leaned in, murmuring something in your ear. You laughed- soft, almost shy.

This was wrong.

You weren’t supposed to let him do that.

You weren’t supposed to look at him like that.

Thoma was losing you.

It was slow- so slow that if he wasn’t paying attention, he might’ve convinced himself it wasn’t happening at all. But he was always paying attention.

The shift was subtle. The way you spoke to him felt different- not cold, not distant, but distracted. Like he wasn’t the center of your world anymore. Like your thoughts were somewhere else. With someone else.

You still smiled at him, still laughed at his jokes, still let him walk you home like always- but something was missing. You weren’t looking at him the way you used to. Your eyes didn’t linger, your touch didn’t stay. And when Takeshi was around, it was his arm you clung to, his voice that made you laugh the hardest.

Thoma’s chest ached.

His nights stretched long and sleepless, spent staring at the ceiling, mind spinning with you- always you. He used to sleep easily, knowing that no matter what, you would always come back to him. But now?

Now, he wasn’t so sure.

Some nights, he would find himself outside, staring out at the lake where you and he used to play-fight as kids. He could still hear your laughter, still remember the way you shoved him into the water, still recall the way he would grab your wrist, pulling you down with him. You would both sit there, soaking and breathless, grinning at each other like there was no one else in the world.

But now, when he looked at the water, all he could see was you and Takeshi, walking along the edge, your fingers intertwined.

He wanted to rip that image apart.

The breaking point came one evening, when he finally confronted you.

You were heading home after spending another day with Takeshi. Thoma had been waiting, lingering in the path he knew you would take. When you spotted him, you smiled- soft, gentle, casual.

And that alone nearly shattered him.

“Thoma,” you greeted, as if you hadn’t been avoiding him. As if things hadn’t changed.

He forced himself to smile back, but it felt wrong on his face. “Hey. Got a minute?”

You hesitated, but then nodded. “Of course. What’s up?”

His throat was tight, but he forced the words out. “It’s about Takeshi.”

Something in your expression shifted- not much, but just enough to make his stomach twist. “What about him?”

You care about him. You actually care.

Thoma inhaled sharply. He shouldn’t have asked. He didn’t want the answer. But still, like a fool, he did.

“Do you…” His fingers twitched at his sides. “Do you love him?”

Silence.

You stared at him, lips parted slightly, as if you weren’t sure what to say. And then, finally, you spoke.

“I think… I could.”

Something inside him snapped.

Before he could stop himself, his hand shot out, gripping the fabric of your kimono just as you were about to walk away. You gasped softly, turning back to him, brows furrowing in confusion.

“Thoma?”

His grip tightened.

His fingers trembled as they clutched the soft fabric, as if letting go would mean losing you forever. He pulled you closer- not enough to hurt, not enough to force, but enough to make sure you felt it.

Enough to make sure you understood.

His voice came out rough, desperate, wrong.

“If I can’t have you…” His breath was shaky as he leaned in, so close that his lips nearly brushed against your ear. “Then nobody can.”

You stiffened against him, and he loved that. Loved that you were finally paying attention to him again. Loved that for the first time in weeks, it was him who had your full, undivided focus.

“You don’t mean that,” you whispered, but your voice was unsure.

Thoma laughed-low, breathy, bitter. “Don’t I?”

He could feel it now- the ugly, twisted need crawling up his throat, begging to consume you. To keep you. To make you his. He could lock you away, pull you somewhere far, somewhere Takeshi would never find you. Somewhere only he could have you.

He could do it.

You were his, weren’t you?

You had always been his.

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Hope I did your idea justice... ☹️

[blackberreh-art]

You know >.> seeing AfO with his cigarette... just... Considering His Options™?

It occurred to me? That like with the "suddenly became a pet" plotline? One of the MAJOR reasons AfO is so dangerous... is because he won't just HURT you. Oh no. You'll WISH he hurt you.

Because PAIN you can fight against.

Pain is bad.

Your brain resists it. Isn't hardwired to seek it out. Reinforce the behaviors that give it. If AfO doesn't thing threats will work? Not force. Not bribery. Not blackmail. Not any ugly little thing? Well... he HAS options.

And how long can you hold out, All Might?

Aren't you TIRED? Your muscles sore? Caught that building didn't you? Must have bruised. But ah, no one noticed, did they? They never do. His hands are so WARM, aren't they? Voice so low, so pleasant. He runs his fingers through your ridiculous hair like petting a dog and it's the kindest bit of intimacy you've had in YEARS.

Hard to think, isn't it? But do you WANT too? Isn't this EASIER?

You could have this forever. No more hurting. No more responsibilities. Or pain. No fake smiles or PR offices. Just him. Only him.

Submit to him.

It's pretty dangerous

Ah yes my favourite toxic trope 😔that tends to be my approach when writing AfO LMAO

I'd love if AfO made Toshi his pet... but eventually he'd get bored and miss the challenge, so he'd 'let toshi go'... and maybe try and catch him again... see how long this can be kept up...

[x-neurotoxin-x]

Dabipress

Ugh. I love dabipress they're so easy to make fucked up and nobody ever makes them fucked up

Starting off strong with Dabi using Atsuhiro to satisfy his daddy issues and masochism. Atsuhiro just kinda thinks Dabi's got a daddy kink and is into some weird shit at first but it becomes very apparent Dabis got problems and he's reenacting shit. Compress is like "yeah, no that's not healthy" but instead of the boring vanilla route where Dabis like "okay how to i be healthy?" We throw that out and Dabi's like "yeah, no, that's the point" and just keeps pushing for fucked up shit even if Compress is not into it and doesn't want to-

He's gotta start guilt tripping him hella hard, too. "god, i guess you don't want me, just like my real dad 😔" "guess nobody wants me 😔 Guess im ruined 😔I'm just a worthless whore and nobody wants me 😔" "i knew you didn't actually like me 😔 if you really liked me your do this. 😔 but you don't 😔 because im an ugly whore and you hate me 😔" "idkkk if you don't fuck me like i want i might just get reallyyyy drunk and high and go out and find some gross man that'll totally take advantage of me 😔 do you want some guy to take advantage of me, mister? 😔 " then eventually Atsuhiro has to give in and do what Dabi wants.

If he doesn't give in Dabi will get drunk and high and go out with the intention of getting taken advantage of then call up Atsuhiro like "omg mister you need to come get me 😔 Guess what happened bc you wouldn't fuck me" then makes Atsuhiro come out tp some shady motel room to find Dabi all fucked up and has him take care of his injuries and help him shower and the whole time Dabi's all "goshhh 😔 that guy hurt me so so bad didn't he? 😔 Look i just have bruises everywhere. You see all my bruises, mister?" And makes him feel even worse about rejecting him.

On the flipside, if making Dabi the fucked up toxic one is fun af for them, but Atsuhiro can be fucked up too. Instead of him not being okay with Dabi's Daddy issues influencing shit-- he uses it to his advantage. He notices Dabi gets all blushy and shit around him, and figures out the guy got some problems with his Dad, and totally uses that to lure Dabi into shit. Especially if Dabi doesn't catch on right away. It only registers that Atsuhiro is being nice to him, saying he's proud of him and calling him things like "son" and "kid" and it makes him feel all weird, then next thing he knows Compress is cornering him in a room and sticking his hands down his pants telling him to "be good for Daddy" and Dabi just kinda shuts down.

Bonus points if he figures out about like csa and starts retraumatizing him. Gets him so distressed Dabi starts regressing during and after sex and Atsuhiro takes advantage of him then too by getting him cute stuffed animals and cuddling with him and whatnot to make a bond form.

Dabi hates it and he's sick with himself about it, but he can't help himself. Especially because it feels so nice to have a father figure tell him all the stuff he wished his Dad would say; that he's perfect and he's strong and pretty, and Daddy's proud of him, and he's got Daddy's undivided attention.

God, Atsuhiro it would be so easy to fuck that kid up. Fuck him up.

On a more generalized level; i think we should do much more with the substance abuse aspect of these too. Atsuhiro should take advantage of Dabi's drug problems and fuck him while he's too high to fight back. Dabi should take advantage of Atsuhiro's alcoholism and either coerce him into shit while he's drunk and easy or just wait until he passes out and take what he wants himself.

Bonus point if they just. Lol Im sorry it's total crack but. Lol. They both are pinning for each other but neither or them think they'd like them so instead of asking each other out they wait until they're under the influence and take advantage of each other. It's like a repeated thing; "i doubt Dabi would like me.... I gotta fuck him one of those times he's passed out high on the couch. He won't even remember" "ugh. Mister definitely just thinks I'm some stupid kid, he wouldn't want me. I gotta slip something in his booze one night. He won't even remember." Then they've both been noncon'ing each other for like. Months. But neither of them remember it.

[lu-dao-writes]

𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚞𝚜!𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚒 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈 ♡ ˊˎ- Nanami as an incubus and his relationship with you! With Gojo on the side. (Idek what this summary is😭)

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔(𝓈) / 𝒯𝒶𝑔𝓈 ♡ ˊˎ-  Incubus Nanami & Gojo, Gojo being Nanami’s wingman fr, gender neutral reader, black coded reader, Nanami being stubborn, themes of sex, mentions of Nanami touching himself, & switches of povs.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒜/𝒩 ♡ ˊˎ- I’m a slut for this man, what can I say y’all✋🏼😔? But spooky season is upon us and I’m thinking about supernatural shit and dark themes✨ But idk what happened to the form of this? Listen, I’m at the airport waiting for my flight and I’m bored and want this out lmao🤪. I’m hoping to do a part 2 where it’s more smutty based, but smut is hard y’all😩. I appreciate all the likes on my last post btw!🙏🏼🥺💕. Minors/ ageless blogs DNI please and lemme know any mistakes or missed tags.

He’s not fond of his nature, but he has learned to live with it. I mean he has to lmao.

He’s stubborn with his feeding schedule, and his a little picky. As usual Kento is more worried about getting that bread.

Gojo gets on his head about not taking care of himself (of course in a more playful/blasé manner, but he cares his Nanamin).

Gojo also knows when he hasn’t fed because it shows in Nanami’s appearance first before it show in his attitude.

His eyes gets a bit sunken in, the dark circles get darker, his hair looks dull, then he gets more uncanny from there if prolonged (which hasn’t happened, Nanami’s not that careless)

Then comes the attitude! Nanami’s patience grows very thin and he’s a mixture of tired, weak, & hungry. His already sharp and witty quips at Gojo become more sharper and a bit meaner, but nothing that goes over the line.

He’s not down for Gojo’s games essentially. Even more so now😗.

When he meets you, you were his server at this cute little cat cafe that Gojo dragged him to (he didn’t give the man a chance to say no).

Nanami doesn’t mind cats, he’s just not looking forward to getting their fur out from his clothes.

But you were a sight for sore eyes. Every inch of you being taken in by Nanami’s shade covered eyes and that familiar hunger in his belly rose its ugly head slightly.

He had to swallow hard and remind himself to actually answer you and remember his order.

He ignores Gojo’s knowing smirk and childish little prods at his ankles, instead focusing on his beverage of choice and listening to your voice as you take Gojo’s order. Once you’re gone is when he gripes at him.

Your voice, no matter how it sounds, is soothing and appealing to his ears, and your scent…

It’s what keeps him coming back.

All the cat hair on his clothes is worth it if he gets to keep seeing you.

You can say he’s a bit addicted to ya.

Eventually he manages to get your number and he noticed how every time he came, you were always his server, not that he’s complainin.

Dates with him are fun and romantic, first going to a restaurant, then stroll in the park and getting showered in sakura blossoms, going shopping (him buying whatever you want), more meal related dates, etc. He adores seeing you happy and pampered.

But you truly haunt his nearly sleepless nights and he can’t help but touch himself to the very thought of you. But it’s never truly enough.

Then…

Nanami starts to spiral. You are a human and he is a creature of lust.

His safety and or your safety could be compromised and with that in mind, he begins to back off.

And just as things were going so well too…

Nanami didn’t ghost you, thankfully, but he disclosed that things weren’t working out and that he’s sorry for wasting your time. But he did it on text. He just didn’t want to face you, unfortunately and he regrets it to this day

But on your side, to forget your anger and sorrows, you go to a nightclub to party and slightly drink the pain away.

But unfortunately you also saw Nanami and his friend from before there as well🤪😜.

It was tough but you ignore him just like he ignored your multitude of text messages.

…

Okay maybe you didn’t completely ignore him-.

You can’t help but look at him every so often and from the few glances you got to do, he looked kinda miserable, definitely agitated, and a bit ill looking..

Nanami was very much disinterested in anyone flocking his way and he immediately would send them to Gojo’s way instead, thankfully they took the bite, finding Gojo even more attractive.

But his mood sours even more when he catches wind of you.

You look gorgeous as always, especially in your fit (it’s something he bought you) and he wanted nothing more than to go over to you and sweep you up off your feet (and other things~).

But he doesn’t. All he does is keep his watchful gaze on you, making sure you’re okay and because well… He wants you!

Anyone that comes near you with obvious intentions to woo you his jaw and fists would clench slightly. But again, he doesn’t get up from his seat.

Nanami was… Content to stay in his place. But that was until Gojo thought it’d be a funny idea to make his way to you, pushing pass his little harem.

Although you have your heart set on Nanami, you can’t deny that his friend isn’t gorgeous.

You bet those eyes of his gets him all that he wants with some trouble on the side.

You didn’t move away when his arm came around you, and you let him guide you to a more less crowded area, soon swaying with you as 2 On by Tinashe and SchoolBoy Q booms in the background.

If you hadn’t been pursued by Nanami you definitely would’ve let yourself be caught up with Mr. Troublemaker.

“Heyy~! So, I know you were caught up with Nanamin and all that, but if you’re free…” He puts his lips near your ear, hands sliding towards your hips and gripping them slightly. “I’d love to get to know you better~.”

Your throat bob and just as you’re about to sink into temptation-.

“That’s quite enough, Satoru.”

“Kento…,” you breathed out.

- Gojo didn’t even put up a fight, just took his hands off you with a knowing smile and let Nanami take you away from him.

- Nanami was pissed. Fuming.

- He didn’t appreciate Gojo approaching you like that. The nerve of him!

- His grip is a little tight on you, but you’re okay with it. Until you remember that you’re supposed to be mad at him.

“Now, hold on a second! Who the hell do you think you are?? I was about to get some good dick and you ruined it!” you spat.

Nanami scoffs lightly, letting your hand go. “Oh, please, you can do so much better,” he replies, defeat coating his words.

“Oh god, are you gonna be corny and say that you’re better? ‘Cause clearly you weren’t.”

Despite the hurt, he knew you had a point. He failed as a partner.

“As much as I want to, I know that I failed in that regard. I’m sorry, (y/n).”

You hate how much of a kicked puppy he looks. You sigh. “Ken… What even happened? I think I deserve to know the truth.”

Nanami swallows and as much as he wants to tell you the truth, he can’t. Too much is at risk.

“It’s because he’s an incubus, Sweetheart~.”

“Huh!?” “Satoru!?”

Both of you were flabbergasted and Nanami was three seconds away from throttling Gojo.

“Nanami, I’m tired of watching you brood and nearly kill yourself because of your fears,” Gojo explains, his playfulness gone with the wind.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve just possibly done??”

Gojo goes back to looking carefree. “Call it a gut feeling~! Now why don’t you two get outta here? Oh! And use protection~!”

Nanami fumbles through his thoughts on what to say, feeling as though he’s going to either short circuit or burst from rage. But in the end he sighs a contained breath, pinching the bridge of his nose, slightly cursing Gojo under his breath, but also feeling a tickle of guilt. He was being selfish with not taking care of himself..

He comes back to his senses when he feels you touch his arm.

“Alright… Is this true or are we really actin like clowns at the circus? If so I’ll need some more alcohol.”

“It’s true, as cliche as that sounds. I didn’t want to tell you in fear that you could maybe get in danger or I could be.”

“… Holy shit. Well I’m glad it’s nothing ridiculous or painful! But hey! I can live one of my child/teenhood fantasies by being in a relationship with a supernatural person!”

Nanami blinks at you for a good second, face perplexed before it eventually softens and he starts laughing lightly with disbelief, taking your hand into his.

When you squeeze his back eagerly he knows he has to thank Gojo for his part in all this.

[mikalame]

Heyy!So im really enjoying your writing a lot!! And idk if your requests are open but if they are, id like to request smt.!

(So this is taking part in 2007/8)

Can you maybe do Tom x fem!reader who is an artist?

So like reader and the Band where childhood friends but reader and Tom liked each other but where scared to tell cuz of different stuff? And because of that reader has been secretly drawing Tom in her sketchbook??

So like, one night (idk she was with them on Tour) in the Bus, reader couldnt sleep and decided to finish one of her sketches of Tom on the little couch. Tom was watching a little from behind and then idk she notices him and they talk abt something(i cant think of what). Then reader shows him her drawings of him and he was very fascinated by her talent. Then reader had the courage to finally tell Tom that she draws him cuz she likes him more than friends and he confesses too??

AND AH maybe like at the end a little sweet kiss??

THAT WOULD BE AMAZING😭💕

-Ann🤍

(English isnt my first language so sorry for any mistakes love!!🫶🏻😔)

My Artist

sorry if this is kinda crappy i made one and it deleted Hope you like Ann 😭

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Bill, georg and gustav were all away doing there on thing on the bus, being alone and bored you decide to finish off one of the drawings of tom you had started on a couple days ago.

You put on your headphones playing a playlist you liked to listen to when you were drawing, unbeknown to you the person who you were drawing had walked behind you and was now watching as you bopped your head and drew.

You being to feel a bit uneasy so you decide to look behind you and see a tall man looming over you, at first you get shit scared and jump away a bit but after realising that it was tom you sigh a bit in relief before looking down in your lap and seeing the drawing of him on display.

You take out your head phone while quickly snapping your book closed, hoping he didnt see to much, but the sly smirk on his face tells you other wise.

"Wow ___ your goood" he says cockly moving to sit next to you. You roll your eyes and try to change topic.

"Wheres the others?" you question "Bills out getting food- obviously, georgs outside talking to his girlfiend and i think gus is sleeping" he says rubbing his chin trying to think "oh yeah" you say before putting one of your headphones in leaving one open to listen if tom was gonna say something else.

"What you listening to?" he questions holding his hand out for one of your headphones to listen with you "Oh just ___ ____" placing the other headphone in his palm. "nice" he mutters putting in the other headphone jamming out with you.

After a while you gathered enough courage to show him the drawings of him in your book the finished ones and the one you were previously working on.

"Hey um tom did you want to see the drawing i did of you" you say a blush tinted on your face immanently regretting what you had just done.

"Yeah sure, was hoping you would say something" he chuckles taking the headphone out giving it back to you moving his body to face you. You reach next to you flipping to the pages of the tom ones.

"Yeah this is the one im working on, its still in its ugly phase" you giggle trying to make the air feel less heavy.

"wow ___ you did this, its amazing and not just cause its me like look at this apple i could like eat it! " tom mutters out fascinated by the level of detail you put into the drawing you did of him and the other random objects he sees scattered throughout the sketch book.

"Yeah um i- oh god im doing this- i kinda draw you cause i- like you" She says quickly puts her face into her hands, feeling her heart pump loudly, her thoughts running wild.

"I like you to ___" Tom say calmly amused that the girl was blushing so hard. Hearing that ___ snaps her head towards tom "really, you like me" she sighs out "yeah, i like you, ___ more than friends" he says feeling his heart beat fast aswell.

They both lean in cautiously before pressing their lips togther softly before pressing in deeper. ___ heart beating faster than ever letting her eyelashes flutter closed, trying to enjoy this moment.

"Hey yeah babe ill call you back soon mmk yeah love yo-" Georg says stopping mid sentence when seeing Tom and ___ kissing on the couch.

The pair look back quickly to see a shocked Georg standing in the entrance of the bus "I owe bill so much money" he mutters before walking back outside.

The two break out in a fit of laughter and the situation they got themselves into.