#i do hc Wes' hair to be shorter while he's in/just getting out of Green Dolphin ^^ woah hair reveal finally...

[mrs-bluemarine]

The eepiest of guys,,,,

Once again tysm @yetacomis for making these for my babies!! They came out so adorable ♥️♥️

[kenmaskitten10]

Dilf Deku Headcanons

Midoriya Izuku x GN!Reader

warnings: swearing, NSFW themes (nothing graphic just briefly mentioned),brief mention of bullying/scars, idk this is pretty tame nothing is really described... if u don't like dilfs then don't read this :)

a/n: okay! this is my first time writing/publishing anything on Tumblr so please go easy on me haha... I've had ridiculous Deku brain rot lately and I decided I had to jot a few thoughts down. I'm playing with the idea of turning this into a writing blog, but I am undecided! If anyone wants to thirst for one Izuku Midoriya please come talk to me please anyway without further ado here are some Dilf!Deku hcs.... I'm playing around with doing a NSFW version after this so if you would like to see that let me know!

w/c: 1,498

Okay everyone today I want to talk about Dilf!Izuku

This may be controversial but I personally believe that he has the most Dilf potential out of any of the class 1A boys and no I will not be taking criticism at this time

Sorry but even when he’s younger he has Dilf energy - he’s caring, considerate, takes your feelings into account like a dad he just wants to take care of his baby

oh fuck this man no no no

And listen, here me out on this one….. he has more dilf potential than Bakugo and allow me to tell you why

We can all agree that Bakugo has been confident his entire life, so of course he’s going to be confident when he’s older?? duh

But IZUKU is a different story altogether, he’s never felt confident in his life

His whole childhood he was looked down on for being quirkless, and bullied by someone he thought was his friend kachaan

THEN he got a quirk but oh every time he uses it it breaks all his fucking bones and leaves him with all these scars, and he appreciates them because of what they represent but also he’s young when he gets them, he’s already prone to insecurity and when he’s younger ESPECIALLY i think they just remind him of previous failures

He only started to gain a little bit of confidence in his UA days, but it takes time to rebuild yourself after you’ve been torn down for so long, so I honestly imagine he doesn’t even feel an inkling of confidence until his third year or later and even then, it’s new, it’s unfamiliar, he doesn’t totally know how to act

Because yes, by his third year, he’s starting to realize, oh wow okay, I have an incredible quirk and all these new abilities that I can control better, and wow people are paying attention for good reasons , because he’s tall and attractive, probably cuts his hair undercut Izuku supremacy and he’s made some solid friends who help boost his confidence too

But despite all this, deep down he still feels like that quirkless little kid who has to work three times as hard as anyone else and still doesn’t get the recognition he deserves

But OH BOY

DILF IZUKU??? This man is dripping with confidence

he’s older now. he’s overcome a lot. he’s gone to therapy, and worked his way through the pro hero ranks until he earned his number one spot fair and square, that’s something no one can take away from him

He’s loaded now (see below because I go on a whole tangent), he has nice tasteful style that can only come with age and experience

He knows he’s hot now, because its simply no longer something that can be denied, anyone with eyes can see how attractive he is

If he catches you staring at him, he doesn’t shy away. His cheeks might tint slightly, but he stares right back with the biggest smirk on his face. “See something you like, angel?”

Probably finds reasons to show off slightly but he’s Dilf!Izuku so it’s subtle, it’s meant just for you and god does it drive you crazy

The way he’ll reach for and grab at things when he’s around you because he knows you like his hands (he wants to hold your bags and please let him he just wants to feel needed)

They way he stands behind you while you cook, or work, or read…. He sees you sitting or standing so peacefully and he’ll come up behind you to check out what it is you’re doing. He’ll lean down slowly, quietly, stopping when his breath is on your neck and your nose is filled with his scent, and take a quick peek at whatever it is you’re working on. It takes you a moment to turn around, your heart starting to beat faster in your chest due to his looming presence behind you (I DON’T KNOW WHY THIS IS HOT TO ME IT JUST IS OKAY). When you finally turn to face him, his face breaks into a small smile of victory as his strong hand catches your jaw in a gentle grip and he places an achingly soft kiss to your lips before saying “You look so cute when you’re concentrating,”. As you’re about to go in for another, he lets you go and stands up again, his eyes twinkling. “No no, you’re working so hard baby, don’t let me distract you,” WHEN ALL HE WANTED WAS TO DISTRACT YOU and he succeeded and now you’re all hot and bothered, with no hope of resuming what you were doing

Dilf Deku is a tease I know he is but it’s okay he’ll make it up to you later ;)

He’s got shorter, slightly more cropped hair with grey mixed in with the green, his face more lean and angular… not to mention years of pro hero work have toned his body into an absolute work of art I’m gonna pass out just thinking about it

Freckles splashed across his skin like hundreds of little constellations, accented by scars and marks from old wounds (which he’s come to appreciate - they show how hard he’s worked, how much he’s sacrificed to get to where he is now) he’s muscular but I don’t think he’s quite as big as All Might (his fighting style is a lot different so of course he would build muscle in different places) so this means LEGS LEGS LEGS

LEG MUSCLES FOR DAYS

THICK FUCKING THIGHS oh my god

And holy shit his back muscles too WHEW sometimes in the morning when he gets up before you, you watch him sit on the edge of the bed and flex his shoulders and arms to stretch out in the hazy morning light and Jesus Christ

Dilf Deku is older now, he’s spent his entire life working himself too hard and he missed out on a lot of the fun, impulsive, chaotic things young people do, so I think he wants to let loose a little in his older age, have some fun for once

And what’s more perfect than sweet, youthful, tantalizing little you to indulge in ?

He’s so doting, just wants to make you feel special and cared for

And on that note, if you will indulge me for a moment

he’s fucking RICH like

He’s the number one pro hero, he has brand deals on brand deals on brand deals

And I don’t mean to slander All Might and Endeavor, but in terms of a hot, fuckable number one pro hero, Deku has them beat by a landslide so I imagine he has a wider range of brand deals too, because he can sell the sex appeal angle

I mean can you imagine him in interviews? Interacting with fans? Confident yes, but still soft spoken and kind, almost gentle but anyone can tell he’s completely in control, of himself, of the interview, of the audience, this man has the entire country world wrapped around his little finger

All this to say he’s DRIPPING WITH MONEY

he’s like the guy that overtips an OBSCENE amount like if the waiter is really nice he’ll tip like $300 dollars and won’t even blink (I know they don’t tip at restaurants in Japan but this is more for vibes yk)

sugar daddy deku isn’t a stretch it’s a REALITY

Y’all can be officially together or not, either way Deku loves to spoil his precious little y/n

All you have to do is smile sweetly and ask, and he’s absolute putty in your hands

Complies with even the most egregious of your demands, because hey, he has the money to spare, and how could he say no when you look so cute asking so politely?

GOOD TASTE too like he has a lot of money but he knows how to spend it 😏

Additionally he’s, ya know, him, so he’s insanely charitable and donates to charities, go fund me, personal Venmo accounts of fans that need it

if a fan has like a go fund me for some reason that catches his eye, he’s going to donate and he’s going to donate a lot (A LOT)

he doesn’t even do it for the press, he does it bc he’s a good person but my GOD the press eats it up and so do the fans

These hc’s are so self indulgent but all this to say

Dilf!Deku gets what he wants when he wants it and no one is standing in his way

So when he decides it’s you he wants? Well then it’s you he’s going to get!

[unloved-cadillac]

Hey, so I was wondering if I could make a request for how the aot boys would act if they had a short male s/o, by short i mean shorter than Levi lmao. Idk if you write these types of things but it would be appreciated bc i barely see male requests- but I happen to be a BIG simp for all the boys so.. please? 😳

And It doesn’t have to be ALL of the boys if thats too much for you:)

C/n: this is so fucking adorable tho. Don’t worry bb. I do write these things and I hope I get more requests like this. Lots of love to you! Thanks for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍

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HCs on Eren, Armin, Jean, Levi & Reiner with a short, male s/o.

Eren:

This shit loves to make fun of your height. It’s not his fault you’re smol.

Makes stupid short jokes.

“How’s the weather down there, cutie?”

It got even worse when he turned 18. Because he had his growth spurt and you WERE STUCK LIKE THIS FOREVER.

Eren likes having you on his lap, but you don’t. You hated being carried around by him.

“Eren, for fucks sake, put me down!” “But you wouldn’t be able to keep up with me :(.”

The type of boyfriend that would hold things wayyy above you just to see you angry.

“Listen here you little shit-..” “I think you’re the little one here, Y/n.” Cue you kicking his shin.

But he loves your adorable height. Even though he makes fun of it, he really adores it. He wouldn’t picture any other way.

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Armin:

When you two got together, he was a bit taller than you. But not that much.

He had a horrible crush on you and finally, after much deliberation from his friends, Armin confessed by finding you a book with all the things he loved about you. So you kissed him.

But now, the boy has grownnnnn. He’s over a foot taller than you now and you hated it.

“How dare you grow so tall? I thought we were in this together!!!!” “Babe, it’s nature. I’m sorry!”

He uses his big, green coat to hold you. You have a stern look on your face whereas Armin has a smile.

When you two cuddle, Armin holds you close while you tucked under his chin. “You know I can kick your ass, right?” You whisper to him. “Mmmhmm.”

You scared him sometimes.

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Jean:

This fucker.

When he got together with you, Yo I really fell prey to him.

He uses you as an armrest, a resting place and everything else you can think off.

“Jean, get off of me! I need to deliver these papers to the commander!” “Just a few minutes, cutie pie.”

When you both argue, he makes shit worse.

“Can you at least see things from my point of view?!” Cue him going into his knees.

He got kicked because of that.

Jean does come in handy when you’re too tired to move though.

He likes being cuddled and you happened to love playing jet pack so pylori just latch onto him like a koala.

Jean loves the way you walk for some reason. His thoughts: “how does he get everywhere with such small legs?”

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Levi:

Someone shorter than him? He’s in heaven.

He liked to ruffle your hair without reaching up for once. But now, he realized that you’re actually cute and he caught feelings.

After clumsily asking you out, you two were short kings lmao.

Calls you Shorty. But in a “<3” kinda way.

“Hey, shorty. Can I get the other book please?” “Why do you call me that? You’re short too.” “And yet I’m still taller than you.”

You still have to go on your tip toes to kiss him and this man absolutely loves it.

“Levi, I swear to god if you don’t let me kiss you..” “what? You’re gonna slap me? You can’t even reach.”

But he does love your height. It makes him feel tall and now he’s obligated to protect smol Y/n from the world.

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Reiner:

Mans is w e a k.

Before you two got together he would toss you onto his shoulder.

“YO WHAT THE FUCK REINER?! PUT ME DOWN?!” “Haha Y/n’s so cute.”

He’s literally so fucking tall and to even look at him, you’d have to strain your neck.

His whole hand can cover the top of your head. And when you’re acting grumpy he’s just facepalm you.

Now that you two were dating, he never stops teasing you.

“Y/n, can you keep up with me or do I have to carry you.” “Wow. Fuck you, Reiner.” “Trust me, you will ;)”

You guys are the definition of the tall and smol trope.

He loves carrying. It’s just so easy. But you like it even though you bitch about it.

Reiner will be the big spoon and one time he was laying on you and Bertholdt thought he killed you.

Give him lots of love though.

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“Short short baby.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.

[gureishi]

I'm the same anon who asked!

Could you talk about Saeran? It doesn't need to be detailed or NSFW, I'm good with anything, I just want to know more about your headcanons!

Hello again lovely anon! ♡

Oops aaaand once again (no surprise, I know): it’s long. I just wanna preface this one with a couple things:

1. There are quite a few Certified Saeran Simps on this site who truly know him much better than I do. Take whatever I say with a grain of salt—I’m no expert!

2. I’m also not an expert on DID! Which isn’t the focus of these HCs, but is obviously relevant. I read lots of books! About brains n stuff! But please never hesitate to tell me if I describe something poorly.

3. I wrote for the AS timeline here but if you want me to talk about SE Saeran or Unknown tell me and you know I will <3

Tw: discussion of childhood abuse, neglect, and subsequent trauma symptoms

Saeran’s body headcanons

A child who grows up the way Saeran did—kept indoors, often physically restrained, and sometimes starved—is not going to develop in a healthy way. There’s a reason why, even as an adult, Saeran is a full 2 cm shorter than his identical twin: he never gets the nutrition and exercise that kids need in order to grow.

We know that his mother uses his sickliness as an excuse to keep him indoors: but was he born sickly, or is he sick and weak because he’s been malnourished and kept from running or playing or interacting with other children? He breathes stale, dry air all day; he’s living on mostly white bread, and not always at regular intervals (plus whatever sweets his brother can steal for him from the outside world). He is not well.

Child Saeran never learns any sports or games. He doesn’t learn how to play with other children, or tie his shoes, or make himself a snack. Adult Saeran doesn’t know how to skip—you’ll have to teach him.

If the twins didn’t have each other, neither one of them would have survived.

And as we know, the neglect that Saeran endures worsens tenfold after Saeyoung leaves. Any glimpses he was getting of the outside world—sneaking out when their mother was unconscious, getting whatever snacks and books Saeyoung could gather for him at church—are cut off.

I’m not gonna tell you when the alters appear, because I am by no means an expert on DID. From studies I’ve read, I can say that typically alters become manifest after a “traumatic turning point” (which is not necessarily the “worst” trauma endured, but simply a particularly salient traumatic experience). It’s definitely possible that the alters emerge in late childhood, while he is still in the house with his mother.

When Saeran is taken from his mother’s home by Rika and V, he is (needless to say) not in good shape. He is painfully skinny, extremely malnourished, and very weak. He still has his red hair and golden eyes, but already he is looking less and less like his brother: his cheeks are hollow and his eyes are dull. 

There is a brief period of time, before his “cleansing” (Oh god. We’ll get there), where he is reasonably well cared for. For the first time in his life, he is eating meals—and he is getting to bathe regularly, and he is getting his hair cut and combed. He still believes, at this time, that he’ll be reunited with his brother. And he is going outside! He is learning how the grass feels between his toes and how the sky looks through clear eyes.

As we know: this doesn’t last.

The elixir is a truly horrifying combination of hallucinogenic substances. No human could consume this cocktail of drugs repeatedly and feel well: and Saeran is already physically weak, and severely underweight. The fact that he survives as long as he does under these conditions is a miracle.

We know that he is being tortured at this time, too: physically as well as emotionally. Saeran has scars, like his brother; while Saeyoung has lots and lots of tiny scars all over his body, Saeran has larger, more distinct scars: perhaps on his wrists, and his throat, and his ankles.

It is around this time that his eyes and hair change. The means by which this happens is incredibly vague in-game, and everyone’s individual HCs are valid. My personal belief is this: he dyes his own hair—first, in a frenzied, desperate attempt to stop seeing his brother looking back at him from the mirror. He keeps dying it because Rika approves: and he never does a good job, and it’s rough and fried, and that “pink” at the bottom? Just the red showing through his patchy dye job.

As for his eyes: I personally believe they change as a result of the elixir. If they were contacts, I don’t think that GE Saeran would necessarily still wear them—and in every timeline, he has those startling blue-green eyes.

The alters take care of the body in different ways.

Ray does not feed himself. He lives on caffeine pills and sweets (and, of course, the concoction of drugs that he’s being fed in increasingly large amounts). The body becomes even skinner when Ray is fronting. And he bites his nails and fingers—brutally, so they are chapped and cut and scarred. But Ray goes outside, and he works in the garden under the sun: his body is getting some form of exercise: and this is good for his lungs, and invigorates his weak, tired muscles.

Ray also takes care of his appearance—something Saeran never did before. He brushes and styles his hair; he dresses himself carefully in the clothes Rika has picked for him; he covers himself in beautiful scents so that he is more appealing to you.

When Suit is fronting, he wants to strip his body of anything that reminds him of Ray. So he styles his hair differently (but still: he is styling it), and he tries desperately to wash the scent of Ray off his skin. He doesn’t feed himself, either—but, if any of the alters are trying to become physically strong, it is Suit (of course). I’m certain that the Believers have a workout regime they’re supposed to be following; maybe Suit even does it (on his own, of course, in secret). He knows he needs to be able to protect himself—and he needs to feel powerful.

When you meet Ray, you don’t notice right away just how poorly he is doing. Rika has intentionally dressed him in a way that hides just how bony he is—and he wears those little gloves, of course, so you don’t see his ravaged fingers. But it doesn’t take long to catch on: he is so skinny you could almost blow him away, and there are dark shadows under his eyes, and he doesn’t sound like he’s taken a deep breath in years.

By the time you meet Suit, you already know the state their body is in: malnourished and weak. Ray cooked for you, but you wish you could cook for all of them; and even when Suit is starving you (in other words: reenacting the very abuse that was dealt to him in childhood), you wish you could wrap him in a big blanket and feed him a bowl of soup.

The Saeran that escapes Magenta with you—GE Saeran: the fusion of Ray and Suit (or a new alter, depending on what you believe)—has never made a single choice for himself in his whole life, until this moment. He never got to pick his own clothes, or what he would eat (if he ate at all), or how he would speak, or what he would do. Running away with you is the first real choice he has ever made—and no wonder this is pivotal and transformative for him.

The AE doesn’t portray the timeline of healing in a realistic way. After two weeks, we see GE Saeran so much healthier, both physically and mentally. And yes: two weeks of eating real food and sleeping in a bed make a difference: we see him with fuller cheeks and brighter eyes.

But what the game doesn’t address is the withdrawal he likely endures when he stops taking the elixir, which is full of substances that are both dangerous and addictive. It doesn’t address the time it takes to build up muscle mass, and get accustomed to healthy sleeping and eating habits, and to begin to heal from years and years of repeated trauma.

GE Saeran doesn’t heal right away, because healing doesn’t work that way. It’s not linear, or straightforward, or simple, or beautiful. It’s slow, and sometimes it’s painful.

But he does heal.

A Saeran who is in love with you is soft, and patient, and willing to put in the months and years (a lifetime!) of hard work to heal his body and his heart. You’ll get to watch as the dark circles under his eyes disappear, and his cheeks become less hollow, and his body grows stronger as he cooks (with you, and for you) and eats real meals and learns to run in the grass the way he never did before. He’ll make a garden, and you’ll get to see how he looks with sun on his face, his eyes clear as the sky as he gazes up at you—smiling.

You can show him how to moisturize his dry lips and cracked hands; you can help him pick out clothes he likes to wear; and you will learn how to support him when his memories haunt him.

And you can hold him: this beautiful, small, soft man, with his thin shoulders and scarred fingers. He’ll close his eyes and you’ll taste the sun on his skin as you kiss his eyelashes. He smells of earth and sky; he loves you with all the power of the universe.

[olivyh]

TWST FAMILY HCS PT 1) Heartslabyul

Riddle:

-We all know his mother’s personality (cough cough garbage), but I think that she acts that way behind closed doors and is professional and cares a lot about her public appearance, which is why Riddle was so nervous to come out about the things shes done.

-I think his mother is a little taller than him, maybe 5’5, 5’6. Shoulder length red hair thats almost always tied back in some way.

-I think he gets his short gene from his father, who I think acts like the king of hearts from Alice in Wonderland, but less stuttery and more on the timid side. I don’t think he and Riddle talk much aside from when they have to be in the same room as one another

Trey:

-I picture Mama Clover being on the shorter and more heavyset side, with lighter green hair (with grey streaks because managing a popular bakery and watching over her children has to take a toll) and dark brown eyes (you know the kind that makes people look like baby deer?) I think she’s quieter and kind, giving out free cookies to kids who might have a tighter budget or who couldn’t get what they want. Despite that, she’d be on the stricter side when it comes to her children, making sure they don’t eat too many sweets or hurt themselves in the kitchen

-Papa Clover is on the more carefree side. He’s the one who mostly runs the kitchen of the bakery. I like to think he’s an artist (bc designing cakes is IMPOSSIBLY HARD) and often sketches his wife and kids when he has the time (theres an old sketch of mama clover rocking baby trey still hanging in their hallway). He’s where Trey gets his prankster side from, often spraying the kids with the hose from the sink or clapping flour all over them

-Trey’s younger brothers, who I like to think are twins like tweedle dee and tweedle dum, act just like them. They’re mischievous and love to hear stories from all over the place, often interrupting one another when they they to retell their own. They’re likely somewhere around ten-twelve, since I think their parents would have wanted time with just Trey before having more. The two are practically inseparable, except in the kitchen. The kitchen turns into a war zone whenever the two are involved, and often Trey or his mother have to step in. They inherited their mother’s green hair and brown eyes.

-Baby sister Clover is the baby of the family, ranging at four to five years old. I think she’s the one who’s most like Trey personality wise, often acting like a “mini-mom” to her older brothers. She’s stubborn, and knows how to use her cuteness to her advantage. I mean, how can anyone turn down her with her baby fave and eyes made bigger by her comically large glasses (are they even hers???)

Cater:

-Papa Diamond: An oldie at heart. Has no idea how technology works and often struggles with basic phone protocol. He tries to get involved with his children and their fast paced life, helping Cater and his sisters with whatever trend they need hik for. No matter what, he’s their biggest fan and will print out his favorite pictures of them from their magicams. I think he had brown-ish hair before it all turned grey due to having to raise three children on his own (including two Cater-like personalities). I’d say he’s on the taller and more heavyset side.

-Oldest sister Diamond: The straight laced and mature one. She tries to act like shes so much older than she is, and insists that her decision to major in photography is not at all based off those pictures of magicam models. She does partake in teasing her younger brother when she can, though, critiquing him on his angles and choice of filter (she really wants to help him grow his magicam account but is afraid to say it without hiding it behind teasing). She has bright orange hair that she often wears up, though when it’s down it goes all the way down her back. She’s also taller (5’7-5’8 ish)

-Second oldest sister: The wild card. She is a social butterfly much like her younger brother, but cranked up to a ten. She is impulsive which ends up in a lot of late night tears with her sister while Cater tries to fix her failed bangs (“they made it look so easy online!”). She often sneaks out to take walks through the nearby city at night, thriving in the busy streets and the bright lights. She takes pictures to show Cater so they can go to the small spots she finds in the morning (even though all her photos turn out blurry or smudged- she got the gene from her father). She has short chopped orange hair, that often has little accessories or chunks dyed different colors.

Deuce:

-Mama Spade: The love of my life, the apple of my eye, the sun to my moon, Mama Spade. The sweetest woman you will ever meet, always looking out for her son and his friends. Even when he was hanging with a bad crowd, when one of his friends needed a place to stay because something happened at home she was the first to take them in. She seems like the kind of person to love animals (despite being upset about not being able to take care of one), and often sends Deuce small magicam posts about animals doing cute things. He got his love of chickens from her. She is probably around 5’4, and has the same coloring as Deuce, with dark blue hair that goes down her back (with a few grey streaks, making her hair look like the sky with shooting stars) (god i love her and she’s not even shown in game)

Ace:

-Papa Trappola: A gruff man, who stands at the same height as his son. He’s like one of those men you meet outside a 7-11 and they’ll tell you their life story for a slushie. Definitely has had a rebellious youth that shaped him to be a little rougher, which got him in trouble, but otherwise deeply cares for his wife and children (even though he shows it in weird ways- like when one of them mentions they like a certain food he’ll drop a whole container of it on their beds and leave, acting like he doesn’t know where it came from) He definitely looks like Giulia’s (i butchered that) dad from Luca.

Mama Trappola: Remember what I said about Luca? Yeah, she looks like Luca’s mom in human form. She’s a stern and strict woman, often scolding her boys and husband for bickering. She’s not afraid to speak her mind and can and will snap at anyone who threatens any of her boys (it’s terrifying to see a short, stout redheaded woman charging at you). She’s very affectionate when she’s not scolding them, often smothering her sons in hugs and kisses, making obnoxious noises while doing it.

-Big brother Trappola: Cockier than Ace by a mile, and won’t hesitate to be blunt about whatever’s on his mind. If you want the truth, he’ll give it and then some. He’s a lot more level headed than his brother, brushing off arguments and snide comments like it’s nothing. He’s a very talented magician, serving as a role model for his younger brother. He looks the exact same as Ace but with hair that is kept more neat and being a few inches taller, almost at the six ft line

[fleetwoodmak99]

Long Past Dawn

Eric Draven x reader

This is requested from @sister-morticia "Hi!! Can I please request an Eric Draven x reader whump with lots of hurt and comfort/worried!Eric? I need some caring fluff! Thank you!! ☺️" I had so much fun working on this!!! I'll be posting a part 2 as hcs of the aftermath soon. It will focus more on the comforting aspects. Also I’m really sorry this is long. 

WARNINGS: Panic attacks, hyperventilating, serious wounds, gun violence, mentions of blood, depression, talks of deep sadness, death, resurrection, paranoia, explosions, and fainting.

SUMMARY: It has been a year since you lost your lover, Eric Draven. While you have managed to get by, it has been extremely difficult. After having a particularly hard night, you decide it might be a good idea to go for a walk to release some steam, only to fall upon a danger situation.

Its been a entire year since you had lost the love of your life, Eric Draven.

It was around Halloween. The leaves on the trees were starting to change from green to orange and yellow as the air turned cool.

Halloween used to be Eric’s favorite time of the year. Always making a big deal about it with lots of horror movie marathons and tons of candy. Now, you had none of that.

No celebrating, no watching horror movies all night, no eating a bunch of candy, no Eric.

Even though it had been a whole year since that dark night, it still haunted your every waking thought.

Every day seemed to bring a new struggle. The worst of it being at night. The pain of losing Eric broke you down to the point where you could do nothing but spend most nights crying.

Anxiety making itself known at every turn. Always worried that the men responsible for taking the life of your lover and leaving you for dead will one day realize you aren't and come after you.

Memories of that night plagued your dreams often. Seeing flashes of T-Birds gang breaking through the door of your shared apartment and attacking you while you were cooking dinner.

The panic consuming your chest becoming too overpowering as you relived that night over and over again. Jolting awake in a pile of sweat when it became too much. Feeling your stomach turn to the sickening thoughts roaming around in your head.

You tried to calm your thoughts. You really did. But the terror that filled your chest was too powerful.

A strong force making you leave the warmth of your bed in an attempt to ease your mind. Pacing around the room, completely lost in thought.

Are they going to come after me? Will they want to harm me?

The demanding thoughts running through your head was starting to cause a wave of nausea to wash over your body.

No. They don't know you are alive. They would have come after you if they had.

You were lucky enough to get Sergeant Albrecht assigned to your case. He was the only one on the force who was kind to you.

Albrecht helped you stay under the radar until you were able to get enough money to move far, far away. The main problem being that you couldn't find a good steady income that would get you out of this hell hole while not blowing your cover, creating the never ending cycle of being trapped in the city. Being doomed to live here forever with no escape.

Still, you felt an overwhelming ache in your stomach every time you thought of Top Dollar still being out there, controlling most of the violence in the city. Hoping that the brutality won't one day unleash on you.

Knowing that it went against the rules you had started following in an attempt to protect yourself further, you decided it might be a good idea to go for a quick late night walk. Noting the dangers of what you might be doing, but it was your last attempt to ease your anxieties and distract you from the pain.

Hoping that the fresh cool air will be a jolt to your system, you grabbed a light jacket and black high tops, placing it over your pajamas and venturing out into the night.

Stepping out of the safety of the apartment building and into the bitter cold. Feeling the tip of your fingers and toes already starting to turn into ice. Still, you were determined to complete your walk as it has always been a good way of distraction you from your intrusive thoughts.

With that being said, the streets of Detroit certainly looked different at night. Feeling a thick layer of sorrow and rage in the air. It being so thick it became difficult to breath.

Choosing to ignore it, you kept walking.

A smile spreading across your lips when you see a group of children in Halloween costumes running with bags of candy in their hands, laughing as they did so.

Curiosity taking over as to why children would be out this late on Devil’s Night. Seeing as you did much worse things when you were a kid, you let it slide.

Either way, you began to have doubts if this was a good idea, deciding it might be time to head back and hide from the world once more.

Turning around and walking the other way, you could already feel a wave of relief washing over you as you made your way back only for your heart to be ripped out of your chest when a booming explosion erupted just up the road. A burst of light blinding you as the ground rumbled.

The sudden event sending you onto the ground, holding your heads up to your head in an attempt to protect yourself from the eruption.

Trying your best to focus on what exactly was happening as the light started to dim into small flames and a bundle of smoke coming from an old abandoned building.

At first, you wanted to run the other way. Knowing that this was most likely the work of Top Dollar or some other big mob boss trying to cause some havoc in an already broken city.

Yet when you tried to get up, you remained planted on the ground. Your body being completely immobilized and without breath.

As you tried getting your strength back, you started to hear a faint scream coming from up the road. Your thoughts immediately going to the children you had seen giggling to each other just moments ago.

You tried remembering which way they had went. Hoping that they were far away from the building now engulfed in flames but after hearing more yelling, you knew you had to make sure no one was hurt or worse.

With a new found determination, you felt yourself starting to grow stronger, experiencing a rush of adrenaline fueling your body.

This time when attempting to get up, you were able to get onto your feet. Your legs still feeling weak, you forced yourself not to waste time and move towards the very thing you made you shake.

Getting closer to the fire, you could start to feel the heat coming from the flames. Inspecting the building, you couldn't see anyone inside. In fact, you couldn't see anyone at all.

You thought for sure the police or at least the fire department would be on their way considering it was a Devil’s Night tradition for the whole city to burn. Yet no one was there. It was almost unnatural.

You were pulled from your thoughts when you heard not a scream but groaning, murmuring and the collusion of masses coming from the back side of another building. 

With caution, you started to make your way towards the sounds. Leaning on another building for support, gaining distance from the heat.

Hearing the unknown sounds starting to grow louder and louder, you could see the silhouette of different bodies laying on the ground. You didn't know if they were dead or unconscious.

Deciding to grab a nearby wooden stick. Just in case.

Two men suddenly bursting in front of you, struggling against each other. They rolled around the dirt floor, one trying to get the upper hand on the other. Both eventually getting up and starting to throw hands. 

You couldn't decide whether to intervene and try to break them up or start running, but once again your body worked against you. Forcing your mind to turn blank and stay in place. Making you now watch the whole thing go down.

At first glance, you couldn't recognized who the men were yet you couldn't help the strange feeling that you were meant to be here. Somehow this was related to you. You felt it deep down.

You tried analyzing them as they continued, trying your best not to be seen.

One of the men was a lot shorter than the other and had greasy shaggy dark brown hair underneath a worn out black knit hat with baggy clothes.

While the other one taller, and more muscular. Mostly wearing tight fit leather. His dark brown hair was longer than the other one, resting just above his shoulders. Black and white paint covering his face as some type of mask.

His hits being more calculated and precise going against the others, who was becoming more and more sloppy by the minute.

As the two men start to taunt each other. Somehow neither seemed to notice you as you stood there in fear. Your heart sinking when you hear one of the men starting to speak. You recognized that voice, clear as day.

The short man was Skank. He was apart of T-Bird's gang, who worked for none other than Top Dollar.

Shit. You need to leave now.

Finally, you were able to slowly make yourself move backwards as your feet stumbled on themselves. You tried your best not to make any noise, not even risking breathing. You couldn't help your eyes from being glued to them.

"I-I know you. You're that guy we had to straighten out cause you and your partner were protesting Top Dollar's tenant relocation program. B-But you're supposed to be dead. We killed you, dead." Skank mumbled, slightly laughing in disbelief at the end.

This made you stop. Your body turning cold.

You knew exactly what he was talking about. Remember a few months before the attack, gathering other tenants to protest. But that wasn't what was making your nerves go wild.

It was who Skank was fighting with.

No. There was no way. He has to be talking about someone else.

You didn't even want to think of the possibility of seeing Eric again. Knowing that there was no possible way that could ever happen.

But why did he look so familiar? When you heard the strangers voice, deep down you knew.

"I guess not all things that die, stay dead." His voice was deep and raspy, showing off his classic sarcasm that reminded you of Eric before his death.

How could this be happening? There was no way that could be Eric. No way.

As your thoughts battled it out in your head as to if this was a dream or not, Skank began to laugh hysterically like he was losing his mind as well. Slowly starting to move his hand behind his back to retrieve the loaded gun resting on his waistband.

While you hadn't noticed, Eric did. Giving off an eerie smile before springing into action, darting right for Skank.

Not being quick enough as a gun shot ring out, causing you to let out a small shriek. Placing your hands upon your ears in an attempt to shelter them from the sharp pain booming through it. Dropping the wooden stick in the process. Closing your eyes to try and hid yourself, knowing fully well that it was useless.

Not being able to contain your breath anymore, you started to hyperventilate. Trying your best to get your breath under control but finding it almost impossible as it kept escaping you.

Not even realizing that the two men had turned their attention to you. Eric taking a second glance as he couldn't believe his eye. He was in complete disbelief that it was you standing right there. Eric assumed you died as well that night, seeing you there made his blood drain from his face.

As the pain in your ears started to die down, you slowly forced your eyes open. Blinking a few times before getting a clear picture as to what was going on. Seeing the two men wrestling to take control of the gun. Eric grabbing at Skank's face, trying to block his vision. Somehow Eric seemed completely fine for being just fired upon.

Was he hit at all? Was he hurt?

Panic fueling your body to run but when you looked at Eric, you knew that wasn't going to be possible.

Now you needed answers.

What was he doing here? How is he alive? How long has he been alive? A day? The whole year?

Not knowing if it was the sense of curiosity or the excitement of seeing Eric in the flesh that made your heart pound. Being completely convinced that this was all just a dream. 

Hearing another bang piercing through your ears once again, causing your body to flinch out of instinct. All this followed by a tight pressure coming from the side of your thigh. Even though it wasn’t painful, it was still enough to send your body to the cold ground. 

At first not realizing why until you began to see a pool of red liquid starting to collect underneath your leg. Knowing fully well now that you were Skank's target. Lucky for you, he has terrible aim. 

Hearing who you assumed to be Eric and Shank struggle against each other once again but you couldn't find the courage to look away from your wound.

Now feeling a strong burning sensation beginning to form on the right side of your thigh, pinpointing exactly where a bullet had ripped itself through your leg. Leaving a nickel sized hole in its place.

Quickly placing your hand on it, in an attempt to somehow ease the intense feeling that throbbed through your entire leg. Feeling a wet sticky substance slipping through your fingers.

Your body starting to jitter uncontrollably as darkness began to form around the edges of your vision. The world starting to go blurry around you.

A comforting hand suddenly resting on top of yours, causing you to jerk yourself back. Only for you to make eye contact with the worried gray eyes of Eric.

A sense of relief washing over you, a small smile resting on your lips. Quickly fading, when he applied a slight pressure to your injury, trying to stop the bleeding. Causing the pain to become more intense.

Your thoughts moving to Skank, hoping he was no longer a threat. You scanned the area, your sight landing on him running down the alleyway and disappearing as he rounded the corner of a building. Your vision starting to become more and more faint as you tried to focus.

You felt a gentle hand caressing your cheek, pulling your sight back to Eric.

"I need you to stay awake, y/n." You could hear the panic in Eric’s voice.

You tried to respond.

You wanted to tell him you were trying, that you missed him, that you loved him. Yet nothing but a slight whine came out.

The energy starting to leave your body as a dull ache started to form at the back of your head. Losing all control off your body as it went limp.

The darkness completely consuming your vision as your heart pounded.

Eventually not fighting it anymore and allowing sleep to take over as the world disappeared. The last thing you remembered was hearing Eric calling your name.

[simpsamaa]

Tired Mom Squad Dating HC’s

 yes, it is I, simpsama. And I am back again with haikyuu dating headcanons. 

Today we’re doing the Tired mom Squad cause they deserve the world, and need a break from their hyperactive kids.

(these moms lowkey need a break)

ALSO

Requests are open!!

Feel free to request anything!!

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Akaashi Keiji

my bby looks soo good in the SeASON FOUR-

they did him so good

ANYgayS

let’S START

Once you start to date this male you become the second mom

The team loves you

Akaashi is lowkey jealous-

Bokuto is really hyper around the two of you

“Y/N-CHAN DID YOU SEE MY SPIKE?“

Akaashi has to tell him to calm tf down-

and to get away from his s/o-

he enjoys simple PDA out in the public

Like holding hands and maybe short kisses

Bokuto will tease both of you if he sees you guys doing anything affectionate 

Lowkey loves it when you play or fix his hair

When he comes back from a game and his hair is sticking to his forehead and it’s kinda messy.

so you dry it with a towel and fix his hair-

he’s whipped for you

Loves to write small notes on snacks and put them in your locker

cause he’s adorable like that

and we love that he does that

he probably knows how to do basic things with hair

like tying it up, braiding

this man can do a lot with his fingers

😳

anygays-

when you two are alone he loves it when you lay on him

like he’s laying on his back while you’re laying on his stomach

just yk resting together

being cute

will send you good morning and good night texts at reasonable times

if he knows you stay up late he will send you texts to sleep

Will buy you things if it reminds him of you.

You have to lowkey tell him to stop wasting his money on you

thinks you’re the cutest thing in the world

‘You look really pretty today‘your face flushed as you read the words on the letter. “Oh, what’s this? Y/n-chan got a love letter?” Hana teased, catching the ears of other students.

“You’re so lucky!”

“I wish I got one”

“Who gave it to yo-” “I did“ Your hues glanced up to meet Keiji's green orbs. Girls and guys stepping back as he pulled you into his sturdy chest, causing squeals to come from the girls and guys around the two of you.

Keiji pulled you out of the group making more cheers and squeals come from the group. Your face flushed, “you know you could have told them that we were already dating,” you said, gripping your small hand in his large one. 

His green hues focused on you, giving you a small smile, “what’s the fun in that?” he asked making you let out a small groan. “But we’ve been dating for months, it’s that’s embarrassing,” you whined as Keiji took you to the rooftop.  

“But you’re cute when you’re embarrassed,” the male said bluntly making you blush even harder. “you can’t just say things like that!” you exclaimed, cheeks red, making the dark-haired male confused.

“But you are cute? I’m just telling the truth,” He said, brushing your hair behind your ear, as he gave your forehead a peck.

“I love you,” he whispered pressing his lips on to your pouting ones, you let out a satisfied hum before wrapping your arms around his neck, the male’s large hands falling to rest on your hips.

“I love you too”

“And I love you more”

We can thank Hana for taking a video of you two- thus making you guys the school’s prettiest and cutest couple.

I love this male-

I also think of him as an accidental tease

Him being very blunt with his feelings

though he does love to see you blush

it makes him all soft

you make him soft in general

Can cook

Will cook you lunch

if you can cook you both probably trade lunches with cute notes

Everyone thinks it’s adorable

calls you love, darling, sweetheart

100% Husband material

Yaku Morisuke

I lob himm

so much

ANYGAYS-

You guys meet cause you’re shorter than him-

you are the unofficial manager of the team

having to take care of hyperactive children Lev with Yaku

The team loves you as much as it loves Yaku

Though they don’t show how much they like Yaku-

but they show how much they like you

Bby has to come in and kick all his teammates away from you

is very into PDA

loves to hold your hand

grab your thigh

kiss you

will 100% kiss you in front of his team

and then the next day kuroo makes fun of both of you

Loves to walk you home after practice

If it’s late he’ll stay with you

because’s he’s yaku, he has extra clothes in his bag

like an extra uniform and sweatpants and a shirt kinda thing

he’s always prepared

If it’s been a hard day of practice and he gets bruises

he loves when you kiss over them

he goes ✨soft✨

and we love soft yaku

He also adores when you wear his clothes

cause they’re a bit too big for you

if you wear his jersey to a game

he’s gonna cry-

will play his hardest on those days to make you proud

will come home to bruises because of this

and will come home to you waiting to kiss them all

I love this bbyy if you didn’t know already

loves texting you 

and calling you when he can’t see you

Sends you adorable good morning texts and good night texts

He’s whipped

You stood in front of the door to the third gym, listening to the muffled sound of balls being spiked filled your ear. Closing your eyes you slowly opened the door, careful to not make a sound. 

Glancing up, you locked eyes with your boyfriend, a smile gracing his face before he pointed to the bench Coach Nekoma was sitting on. You gave him an adorable smile before walking over and giving the coach a small smile before sitting down.

watching as Yaku dove on the ground to dig the ball, your eyes widened as he let out a soft grunt. “Yaku-san are you okay?” Inuoka asked the third year, only to get a nod in response. 

Your eyes cast over the male’s form, watching a bruise bloom on his left knee cap. You let out a small smile before watching as the male stood up and gave Coach Nekoma a quick bow before going back into the game.

“Yaku would have sat out after that,“ the coach said making you look at him, “What do you mean?” you asked before averting your eyes to your hands. “when you’re here yaku acts stronger then he actually is,“ he simply answered before calling the boys to take a quick break.

You stood up from your spot on the bench to go see your boyfriend. The male was sitting with his back against a wall. “Mori-kun,” you said sweetly, making the brown-eyed male look up at you. “Y/n-chan!” He exclaimed before standing up, only to stagger a bit from the mishap earlier. “You should sit down,” you giggled, watching as the male followed your instruction. 

You squat down between his legs, balancing yourself on your toes. “Does your knee hurt?” you asked, your head tilting to the side. Yaku’s face flushed at how adorable you looked, “It kinda hurts” he mumbled, watching as you dropped to your knees, his bending up. 

His hues moved as he saw you press a small kiss on the blooming bruise on his knee, his face flushing a red as you took his left arm and pressed a few other kisses on his arms before pulling away to meet his eyes.

“Kisses make everything better,“ you said before you pressed a kiss onto his forehead.

“Yaku-senpai, stop kissing Y/n-senpai you have to teach me my receives,” Lev said, making you stand up and pull away from your boyfriend. “wow yaku-san, kissing in front of the first and second years.“ kuroo teased making both of your faces turn a bright red. 

“KUROO, LEV“ Yaku yelled as he chased the two around the gym. You watched with a smile at how adorable all of them were

“Morisuke-kun, I love you so much!”

Anygays-

I love this man-

as you can tell by my name-

Can cook basic things

Loves to have cooking dates with you

even if you both aren’t that good at cooking

loves dancing in the rain with you

just little things like that make his heart over the moon

10 billion percent husband material

Semi Eita

I LOVE HIS PRETTY SETTER POUT-

This male makes me s w o o n 

and I LOVE him so muchh

ANYGAYs-

You’re the manager of the boy’s volleyball when you guys meet

You get hit by ushiwaka’s spike and *plays anime ‘wow’ sound* he helps you go to the nurse and walks you back

and then you guys start dating after

Tendou loves to tease the both of you

“SEMI SEMI YOU FINALLY FOUND SOMEONE~“ 

was what the red-haired male said as he found out the two of you were dating

loves to call you babe. baby. love, darling etc.

Eita adores your height difference

loves going behind you and giving you back hugs

Though he likes PDA

he only likes PDA when you guys are in private

if in public he’ll hold your hand and give you pecks

not anything big but still things that get your heart pounding

he loves it when you hold his hand in yours and kiss his knuckles and fingers

Eita has pretty fingers

fight me-

he gets so soft around you that his teammates make fun of him

loves to talk with you at night when you can’t sleep

if anxiety and insomnia haunts you and won’t let you sleep

he’ll help you sleep and take away those thoughts

can sing

If you can’t sleep and he knows that you can’t sleep

he will call you and sing you to sleep

his voice is very rough and d e e p 

sex demon voice

will blush when you mention it 

Eita blushing is l i f e

You groaned, closing your eyes after you checked the time on your phone ‘2:46 am’. it was a school night, you were supposed to have a biology test today, which was the reason you couldn’t sleep. Anxiety was creeping up on your back, you sat up before turning your phone on again. Pulling Eita’s hood over your head you clicked on your contacts before going to his contact.

You hesitated before clicking the call button. 

Hearing the familiar ringtone Eita set for your contact only. He unplugged his phone before answering your call.

“Yes baby?” he asked, his voice laced with sleep. You felt your face blush at how he sounded, “I uh, can’t sleep...” you trailed off, feeling guilt come in your stomach. What if he found it stupid? What if he thought you were dumb?

from the other side of the phone, you heard him shift in his bed. “is there a reason you can’t sleep?” he asked after a while. You let out a small sigh, “it’s the biotest isn’t it?” eita responded before you could answer. You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding before answering with a small and quick ‘yes’

“Y/n,” he said firmly, making you shift, knowing that you heard him, Eita let out a small chuckle. “You’re smart enough to pass, and you know that, “ he said before hearing you take a sharp inhale oh air. “but what if I fail?“ you questioned, so soft that Eita could barely hear it. “You won’t, I know you won’t and I believe you won’t,” the male said making your face turn a light pink. “yeah, yeah“ you sighed, a smirk coming onto eita’s face as he knew you were flushed.

“Can we facetime?” You asked, only to be met with the facetime pop up. you let out a smile before accepting it and seeing your boyfriend’s face. “I miss you” you mumble before moving to lay on your side.

“you just saw me a few hours ago, while we were studying,” Eita chuckled as he saw your adorable face. you let out a yawn before pulling your blanket over your shoulder. “Tired love?“ the ash haired male asked as he shifted onto his back.

“your voice makes me tired,” you sigh before rubbing your eye with the back of your palm. “oh really? so if I kept on talking you would fall asleep?“ Eita teased making your face turn, once again, a light pink. You’re so cute,“ He chuckled, you let out a small smile before closing your eyes.

“I love you Eita,” 

“love you more Y/n,”

Let’s just say you wake up still on face time with him, cause y’all are adorable like that🥺 

this man is so cute with you-

loves it when you wear his clothes

his shirts, hoodies, beanies, hats etc.

he loves how adorable and small you look in them

i feel like he’s the type of boyfriend who loves days where you guys just lay in bed doing nothing

loves to vook with you

if you can’t cook he’ll teach you

though it usually ends up with food everywhere and Eita’s hands on you

either way

1000000000% husband daddy material

Sugawara Koushi

suga is lowkey a freak-

fight me

i love him 

so much

ANYGAYS-

You guys meet cause you’re Daichi’s and Kiyoko’s friend!

You come into be a manager with kiyoko and when you step in the gym the first person you see is.. you guessed it Daichi cause this isn’t a typical romance anime

im jkjkjkjk

You talk with daichi and he introduces you to suga because you guys parent him too much

and you guys ✨click✨

and start dating after

You and Suga are the parents to the team

the both of you are always watching after the children Noya, Tanaka, hinata, kageyama, tsukki

Koushi adores how much you care about yachi

you act like she’s your younger sister

and he adores that

when you over work yourself he’ll make sure to calm you down

makes sure you drink lots of water, eat, sleep

and not overwork yourself again

Ya see, you think suga’s like an angel right?

nah

he’ll tease you

mess with you

He lives to see you flustered

Sends you good morning and good night texts like the good boyfriend he is

Loves to walk you home

your parents love him

PDA is a must for him

Loves to hold your hand,

press kisses on your temple and adorable nose

I feel like he likes to kiss you in general

cause he’s like that-

“Y/n-chan you look adorable today~“ Suga whispered into your ear, lightly blowing into it. You jump in surprise, turning around to see your grey haired boyfriend. “Koushi that’s not nice,“ You pouted, a heavy red blush came onto your cheeks.

“You look even cuter now,” He cooed, making your face burn more before you wrapped your arms around Sugawara’s torso, burring your  face into his sturdy chest. 

“Stop teasing me, it isn’t nice,” You mumbled, your voice being muffled by his dress shirt. “You still love me“ He grinned, before snaking his hand between himself and your face to grab your chin, pulling it up so you make eye contact with him. “And you’re the cutest thing in the world,“ Sugawara let out a small smirk before leaning down to press a small peck on your pink, pouty lips.

Your eyes widened as he pressed a kiss onto your lips. Your arms moved from his torso up to his neck. You were going to lean in for more, only for the grey haired male to move back. “Did you want more?” He asked, looking at your figure, your pink lips glossy with spit, eyes wide open in shock, you looked like the most adorable thing in this world in his eyes.

“Koushi-kun be nice, or else i won’t kiss you for a month,“ you crossed your arms over your chest, locking eyes with Sugawara’s honey brown ones. “You wouldn’t,“ Suga started, his eyes widen with fake shock. “You’d be hurting me so much,“ He finished before grabbing your hands into his large ones, taking in how soft they were compared to his. 

“Well stop messing and teasing me,“ You said playfully rolling your eyes, before the grey haired male brought your fingers up to his lips, pressing soft kisses on your knuckles. 

You gasped before your face turn pink, watching as the male kiss your hands. “You have such soft hands Y/n-chan,” Suga said before looking up to catch your eyes. Your face burning even more. 

“I love you Y/n-chan“

“STOP TEASING ME KOUSHI-KUN“

“You’ll still love me even if i tease you“

We stan this boy-

Can cook

He cooks for the rest of the third years when they don’t eat-

Loves it when you two cook together

when the two of you act domestic he gets softer then he already is-

Mornings with suga are just ✨chef’s kiss✨

Ten billion percent husband material

Iwaizuki Hajime 

I lob him sm-

Like-

my love for this male is higher then the taller bbuilding in the world

anygays-

You and Iwa are the best pair

You guys meet cause the both of you are mutual friends with Oikawa

Yes Iwa and Oikawa are friends

And you and Oikawa are friends

He probably get’s the balls to confess when he hears from Oik’s fangirls that he’s going to confess to a girl he’s close with

And Iwaizumi first thought of you-

When Oik’s was going to confess to someone else-

He runs to the gym, to find you and Oikawa talking about how’s he going to confess

He yells across the gym

“SHITTYKAWA GET YOUR HANDS OFF, THEY’RE MINE“

He just like-

confesses infront of the whole team-

And they all just fall to the ground laughing-

cause you and Oiks are COUSINS

✨not surprised gasp✨

And then you guys start dating💗

Iwai loves it when you guys cuddle on his bed

Just the two of you in each other’s presence 

And he loves the feeling of your soft skin against his rigged and hard skin.

Absolutely loves the fact that you’re so small compared to him

Once you and Iwai start dating 

the teams like

“Damn Iwa finally got a girlfriend“

and he’s like

“WDYM FINALLY?“

which is like-

we stan first off-

and we stan soft Iwai vibes

The team is shookith when you’re able to calm him down

you just walk up to him and you press a kiss on his neck before telling him, “please calm down?”

and he just turns around and calms tf down-

Makki and Matsun love to teas ethe two of you

Oikawa is lowkey pissed because when he tries to tease Iwa he gets spiked in the face with a volleyball-

Iwaizumi likes PDA in private

in public he likes to hold your hand and he loves it when you kiss his fingertips

He goes ✨soft ✨

and we love a soft Iwaizumi

You watched as your hulk of a boyfriend stood up from the bed to open the blinds and windows, to let the chilly cold air from the outside in. You shivered once it met your skin, making goosebumps pop up on your silky skin.

“Cold?” Iwaizumi chuckled as he watched you pull the navy duvet over your chest. You let out a small sigh as the warmth enveloped you before answering his question, “Yes, now cuddle with me please?“ You asked, looking up at his form, locking eyes with him. 

Your question wasn’t answered with words, but action. Your boyfriend peeled the covers off you before hopping in the bed. Quickly going to pull you into his arms. “Hajime,” you started, looking up at him and running a finger through his short locks. “You’re freezing,” You stated bluntly, making the male chuckle once more before wrapping his large arms around you. 

“Then make me warm,” he replied, making your face turn a light pink, you weren’t cold anymore. Throwing your arms over your boyfriends sturdy chest, you hooked your fingers against his ribs before laying on top of him.

“Are you warm now?“ You asked, while Iwaizumi was thankful you didn’t see his face turn pink. He let out a stuttered ‘yeah’ before wrapping his arms around you, making you stay on his chest.  

“Why is your heart beating so fast? is it because of me?“ You asked, the side of your face laid directly over his heart. Your left hand came up, tracing shapes below his collar bone. 

“Mine is beating fast too,“ You said before sitting up, bringing one of his large hands, to place it over the left side of your chest. Your heart racing as you felt his warm hand. 

“You’re adorable, you know that?“ Iwaizumi chuckled as you slid back under the covers, laying back on his chest. “How?“ You questioned, your hand going back to tracing shapes on his chest. You felt his chest rumble again as he let out another chuckle. 

“You just are,“

“I love you Hajime“

“I love you more“

“No I do“

Anygays-

y’all are adorable together

Oikawa makes fun of Iwa simping over you

Iwaizumi is a huge simp for you.

I feel like Iwai can cook

But only the basics

Ten hundred thousand million billion percent husband daddy material 

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YAYYYYY

Thank you my lovely readers for reading this long ass Head cannons list, cause it’s very long and took a long time, i think i started this in the middle of August, and procrastinated a lot- so-

Here’s the captain’s dating hc’s too if you want to read^

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I love you guys💗

✨Thank you for reading✨

[thatringboy]

All of my other TWST HCs

Because my Twisted Wonderland Headcanons have been my most popular posts, here I am giving the mob what they want! An almost complete list of Headcanons I have about every character and house!

This is by far my longest post and it took me three days to type, so I hope you guys get a laugh out of it!

WARNING: THESE ARE MY PERSONAL OPINIONS ABOUT EACH CHARACTER. IF YOU DON’T AGREE WITH ONE, PLEASE DON’T ATTACK ME OR OTHERS WHO SUPPORT MY HCS. JUST DON’T BE A DICK.

Heartslabyul

The word “Queen” is gender neutral

Frequently allows students from other houses to study with them

Recently expanded into two buildings dedicated just for dorms to house all of the students

Actually lots of words are gender neutral

Riddle

Does rebellious things with Trey sometimes

Actually struggled with gender for a while because of his mother and responds to all pronouns (he/she/they), but identifies as male

Sometimes uses the label “Androgynous Male”

Is attracted to Trey, but he can’t tell if it’s because of his childhood or because he genuinely likes his Vice DH

Has Tea Time TM with Vil

Abolished gender roles in NRC despite it being an all guys school

During Summer Vacation he wears jean shorts and mint green tank tops with red flip flops

Has a pet crab that is red and named “Queen” despite Riddle not knowing Queen’s gender

Queen is the mascot for Heartslabyul despite being a sea creature

We stan Queen the Crab in this house.

Trey

Enjoys breaking the rules with Riddle, even if it’s not very often

He dyed his hair green as a joke with Cater during his first year, but decided to keep it 

Has fallen for Riddle. Hard.

But between his dignity, his position and him not knowing if Riddle likes men, he won’t say anything that could ruin the friendship

Rook found out by accident and actually helps Trey try to work up the courage to ask Riddle out, but Trey always backs down

Invented a type of Tea that soaks clover leaves and it tastes like vanilla mixed with mint

Cater

#SELFIE

Not really a drama queen, but will egg on fights for views

Sometimes his clones will develop different accents and that’s how you tell them apart

Has a pansexual flag in his room

Spends more time partying in Scarabia than in Heartslabyul

Is close friends with Kalim and actually crushed on him for a bit, but got over it once he noticed the way he looks at Jamil

Actually gives good relationship advice

Deuce

Was Bi-Curious during his Pre-NRC days and actually tried to put it behind him like everything else

However, like, everyone at NRC is some flavor of gay

So he gave up on his internalized homophobia and now lives his full authentic life!

Still uses the labels Bi-Curious and Questioning and often goes to Cater for advice

But his buddies love and support him no matter what

Is a huge feminist

Cater fully believes that Deuce likes Ace, but he actually doesn’t

Deuce admits when men are attractive, no matter if it makes them uncomfortable or not

Didn’t go over well with Jack

But the two are cool now

Ace

Probably one of the straightest guys you’ll ever meet besides Rook

Actually learned what the different teas smell like so that he never messed up again

Enjoys his fights with Grim, even if Grim is a little shit

Like seriously Grim is a little flying rat shit turd fuck but that’s just my opinion

Almost never learns from his mistakes and always pays the price

Chaotic Good.

Loves going on adventures with the Prefect and Grim!

Has never gone back to the Mostro Lounge without Jack or the Prefect

Also got really into Mermaid culture and regularly goes back to the Atlantica Memorial Museum to talk with that one guard

Has memorized the script from the Little Mermaid

Can sing You Pour, Unfortunate Soul in a perfect baritone vibrato despite his high voice

Also takes singing lessons from Azul, but only if someone else is in the room with them

Savanaclaw

Throws pool parties regularly

Octavinelle is almost always invited

Magift between the two houses is insane

Leona

Raging Bisexual, need I say more?

Goes to great lengths to find loopholes and just be lazy

Also goes to great lengths to help Ruggie

Hates his brother, but loves Cheka and his sister-in-law

Can’t properly digest seafood, but eats in in front of Azul and the Leech twins just to be a bitch

Is kinda clingy

Even if he doesn’t want to, he goes to all of the Savanaclaw vs Octavinelle vs Pomfiore karaoke battles

Can’t sing for shit, but likes to watch Ruggie and Jack duet and destroy everyone

Constantly reminds Malleus about the time they swapped robes

Actually swaps clothing with Malleus quite often on purpose to see how they feel

Ruggie

A good singer

But kinda self conscious about it??

Also a Raging Bisexual

Play flirts a lot with Leona, even though they don’t like one another like that

Is FtM Transgender, fully transitioned, and wears his scarf to cover the fact that he doesn’t have much chest hair and his scars

Only Leona and Crowley know

Gets a little dysphoria because his voice is still so high and because he’s shorter than everyone in Savanaclaw, but takes one look at Riddle, Lila and Ace and forgets about it

Jack suspects, but the two make a killer duo during karaoke!

Jack

Is straight, but won’t get in your face about it

Actually learned how to become a fast swimmer just to flex on Jade and Floyd

Has memorized almost all of Heartslabyul’s rules just because he didn’t want to be disrespectful

Arm wrestles with Floyd often

Helps out in the Mostro Lounge pretty often when he’s bored

His karaoke skills are out of this world!

Also has memorized the layout for Ramshackle Dorm just so he wouldn’t get lost in there

Tsundere? Maybe.....

Knows something’s different about Ruggie, but can’t figure it out

Respects privacy like crazy

Just a cool guy to be around

Octavinelle

Hosts the karaoke battles

Now pays their employees in the Mostro Lounge

Gives free singing lessons

Azul

Choir Gay TM

Aromantic Homosexual

Constantly has Boss Bitch by Doja Cat in his head

Actually has shit handwriting and it made his Golden Contracts all the much more powerful

His handwriting is beautiful underwater, though

When he’s feeling lazy, Azul transforms into his Merman form and uses his 8 extra arms to do things for him

Has a single picture from his childhood that he has not edited (or tried to edit)

It’s of him, Jade and Floyd graduating Junior High

All three of them are linking arms and smiling brightly

It sits on his nightstand in a golden frame

Gives most of the singing lessons

But doesn’t participate in the karaoke battles

“I’ll join if Leona joins.”

Petty about the karaoke

Jade

Once swapped clothing styles with Floyd for an entire day and was just chaotic towards everyone

Does this more often now just to relieve stress

Only the Prefect could ever tell them apart

Not even Azul knew they had swapped

Is Pansexual and liked Azul during Junior High, but got over it once they started at NRC

Can scare someone so badly that they tell the truth regardless of Jade using his magic

50 students were asked who they’d rather have to fight, 42 of them said “Floyd all the way! No way am I fighting Jade!”

Was actually popular in Junior High, but turned down opportunities to be more popular to spend time with Floyd and Azul

Can cuss in 8 languages

Floyd

When he swapped clothing with Jade, he actually enjoyed being calm and responsible

Loves to do things like that for Jade

Raging Homosexual, need I say more?

His Bakugou impression is on point

There are several videos of him just standing at the end of a dark hallway laughing and whispering “Die, Deku!”

Also really likes Volleyball despite being on the Basketball team

Takes Bean Day a lot farther than it needs to be

Flirts with Riddle a lot, knowing it upsets Trey

But doesn’t know that Trey actually likes Riddle

Has sea related nicknames for everyone

Scarabia

Everyone has to help take care of Snake

Monthly competitions where Kalim hands out free vacations

The competitions involve taking care of Snake

Who is Snake? You’ll see.

Kalim

When he learned what Pansexual was, he went around Scarabia clapping pans together to come out

Cater was the one who explained it to him

Loves to party and flirt with Jamil, but can be serious if needed

Sometimes holds group therapy for his dorm residents

But also PARTY 24/7 IF IT HAS ALCOHOL WE CHUGGIN’ TONIGHT!

PARTY ROCKERS IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT

Named his magic carpet “Jamil Jr.”

Flexes on Azul with Jamil Jr.

Is open about his attraction to Jamil, but also respects Jamil’s personal space

He and Lila sneak out at night to mess with people

Jamil

Has a pet snake that he never named

Just calls the snake “Snake”.

When Jamil’s busy, other residents take turns taking care of Snake

There is an entire chore chart and half of the chores involve Snake

Snake isn’t even the dorm mascot, he’s just Jamil’s pet

Tsundere TM

The only reason he doesn’t accept Kalim’s professions of love is because of his family obligations to serve the Al-Asim family

Takes family and traditions very seriously

Internalized homophobia? Maybe....

Petty as well

Has poured sand into people’s shoes and hidden scorpions in beds

Pomfiore

Usually wins the karaoke battles

Unless Ruggie + Jack join

Make up tips

Vil

I’ve said most of my HCs about him

But I’ll retype them

Wine Mom TM

Musical Theatre Gay TM

Tea Time TM

Fashion Police TM

NRC James Charles

But also respective of people’s sexualities

Has poured water into people’s makeup

Has attempted to give Rook a make over, but Rook is more acrobatic then he looks

Has never actually sung in public

Likes to keep people guessing over his singing voice

Has a cherry apple tree in the school garden that he spends time every day taking care of

Runs NRC’s GSA

Rook

Heterosexual TM

Wears Doc Martens sandals with beige cargo shorts and white polo shirts when not in uniform

Can be seen back-flipping away in this outfit while Vil chases him around the dorm

Is allergic to strawberries

Epel’s bodyguard

Throws rotten fruit at people and calls it a prank

His bangs were by accident

But decided to keep them

Pretends to hunt, but can’t shoot for shit

However does go on fishing trips

Has to have some Heterosexual Hobbies TM

Epel

Is an actual Prince

Like owns land

Everyone in the dorm protects him

Is actually like Honey Senpai

Will put you in your place.

Like fr is a top.

Despite being so small

I don’t know what his sexuality would be

Probably Bisexual

Can lower is voice a lot if needed

Ignihyde

There’s magic inside of the dorm that turns all fire blue, but the fire turns back to normal once outside the dorm

Doesn’t apply to Ortho’s hair, though

Has the most LGBT residents - even more than Pomfiore surprisingly

Actually, not surprising - have you seen Disney’s Hades????

Iida

Cat-sits for Professer Trein

Everyone believes he can set his hair on fire, but he actually can’t

His hair is naturally that fire-y color

Loves to prank people, but never in person

Social Anxiety? Personified.

Before he rebuilt Ortho, Iida had a robot he controlled from his room that went to class for him

The robot was named “Meg”

Now he just uses his screens

Owns a crop top that has a cat face on it that Ortho made for him

Actually wears it a lot, but nobody ever sees below his shoulders on his screens

Oh yeah, also constantly questioning his sexuality

Currently likes guys, but that might just be because he goes to an all-guys school

Ortho

Has tons of cat plushies in his room despite not needing to sleep

Also has a mini library in his room, but he memorized all of the books

Burns things with his hair

Also sews a lot

Spills tea about the dorm residents with Trey, Jamil and Lilia

Has a couple pictures from before he became a robot, but doesn’t remember taking them

Has a bulletin board where he hangs pictures of his friends and family

Actually takes photography classes from Cater

Doesn’t focus on sexuality, so he just goes with “Queer”

People assume he’s scared of water because of his fire hair, but he loves playing in pools

Once cosplayed as Alphonse Elric and Iida was Edward from FML

Has pictures of that as well

Diasomnia

Basically one big family

Even more-so than other dorms like Ignihyde

Has a vault of hard liquor that has been sitting there for centuries

Malleus

Responds to Tsunotaro

Smuggles hard liquor into Scarabia despite not being a drinker

Has a YouTube account where he visits old buildings

Floyd ruined his Ramshackle Dorm video by standing at the end of a hallway and laughing

Can turn into a Dragon

His horns aren’t sensitive

Lilia once hung Christmas lights from them and Malleus didn’t notice for the entire day

Sometimes Lilia jumps and pulls on Malleus’ horns when he’s being dumb

Polysexual, but leans towards men

When he looks surprised by something - he genuinely is surprised, not faking it for someone else

Doesn’t believe in hiding emotions

Is actually like 300 years old, but was frozen for a good amount of it

Also immortal and is stuck at being physically 18

Damn Fairy magic

Oh and he didn’t mind wearing Leona’s ceremonial robes that one time

They were comfy

Enjoys swapping clothes with Leona a lot

Also had a crown made of thorns that is uncomfortable to wear

He burned it, but hasn’t told anyone yet

Takes the term “mom friend” to another level

Just ask Silver

Lilia

Only calls Malleus “old man” to be a prick

Is like 500 years old

Has gone through high school many times

Can undo stitches in people’s clothing without them knowing until their clothing falls apart

Asexual Homoromantic

“Who needs sex when you can be a bitch?” - Lilia Vanrouge, 2020

Is Malleus’ royal advisor

Spills tea like crazy

Has catfished people

Is the cool dad

Sebek

Is a Malleus fanboy???

He named his horse Draco

I don’t have many Headcanons about Sebek actually

Probably drinks tea with Riddle sometimes

Oh and definitely a bottom

Is he Bi? Poly? Pan? No one knows

But he’s a power bottom

Silver

Doesn’t have a last name because he was raised by Lilia and Malleus

Is indebted to Malleus because of this

and Lilia too, but like I said, Lilia is the cool dad

(he is actually indebted to Malleus in canon, but idk if it’s for this reason or not)

just let him have two platonically gay dads that go to school with him

Once in a Diasomnia/Savanaclaw sleepover, he and Leona passed out on each other’s shoulders while Ruggie and Lilia took photos

The photos haven’t been seen in a while, but are still around somewhere

Actually has several photos of him falling asleep with his head in Lilia’s lap

His bed stretches across his entire wall, forming a bench almost

Owns a suit of armor

It has a sword

He can use the sword if needed

Can he just get a nap????

Because of his relationship with Malleus, seeing fireflies calms him down

Is this guy wholesome? Yes.

Is he a Bisexual top? Also yes.

Can’t make everything wholesome

Holy fuck my fingers hate me. If you managed to read this far, I hope you enjoyed my headcanons for Twisted Wonderland students and houses! I don’t know enough about the teachers to make headcanons for each them, but I do have one for the staff:

Sam and Dire Crowley

Married

This is the only reason Sam runs the school store

Sam is not qualified for anything else

But Dire loves him too much to fire him

Forget the wholesomeness between the Dorm heads and their Vices

This is the most wholesome pair

Okay seriously - I need to stop making these headcanons it’s midnight at my house. I’ve spent probably close to 13 hours (give or take with a lot of breaks) writing these down and doing research on characters just so that my headcanons don’t seem completely out of the blue. Also, don’t be afraid to post your own headcanons, even if canon doesn’t always support them. That’s the thing about fictional characters - they’re open to interpretation!

And now to the long list of tags....

[thehomierobbstark]

HC : Erik having a breeding kink

[A/N: Soooo I know you said headcanon, but with the idea I had I thought it would translate better in fic form.  I reallyyy hope this encompasses what you wanted anon! Let me know if you want a continuation or if you’re satisfied with how it ended. Thank you for asking!!]

Warnings: At the bottom 👇🏿👇🏿👇🏿.

This is for all my lil cute ass black gorditas out there rockin back fat, belly rolls and thick ass thighs that touch!!  x Reader is always gon be black, chubby, and sassy.

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The shriek of the alarm clock startles you awake, the incessant ringing of the kitchen timer bouncing around in your ears.

You groan, stretching your limbs as far as they’ll reach, rolling your shoulders and neck as you feel the softness of the duvet beneath you.

Your nap had felt much shorter than it actually was; you’d come to an agreement of thirty minutes this time, but to your exhausted body it’d only felt like ten.

Before you have a chance to fully wake up, you hear footsteps approaching from outside the room. Heavy thuds from a pair of steel-toed boots get louder as they round the corner, stopping outside your doorway.

“Did you sleep well, princess?”

Your turn your head as much as you can to look back at the source of the voice, taking everything you had in you to restrain yourself from cursing him out for leaving you like this.

He must’ve been able to read your mind from the look on your face, because he chuckles, stepping into the room and bending down to untie his boots.

“This part was your idea princess, I just simply used my skills to make it happen,” he smirks up at you, slipping off the boots and placing them in the corner.

You let your head fall back onto the bed as you grunt, rolling your eyes into the sheets so he can’t see.

“I did manage to go to the store while you were sleeping to get something for you, though. I think you’ll really like it.”

Grabbing your waist, he flips you over on the bed, leaning down to give you a passionate kiss as he fists his fingers into your kinky hair.  Trailing his lips down to your neck he nips at your skin, whispering a warning about you rolling your eyes at him.

You giggle guiltily, biting your lip to hide your smile as you stretch your neck, allowing him to continue peppering kisses down your skin.

When he reaches the base of your throat, he sucks the skin there, working his tongue to turn your deep mahogany complexion purple with hickeys, and you sigh in contentment.

He brings his hands to your sides, caressing and squeezing your flesh between his fingers, absentmindedly tracing the stretch marks he’d memorized over your tummy and hips.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a small pocket knife, and with a flick of the wrist he flips it open, reaching up to press the sharp tip into the base of your shoulder.

Slowly, he traces the knife delicately up your arm, careful not to put too much pressure and break the skin.  You whimper, trying hard not to squirm too much as the knife travels over your skin, shivering as a chill crawls up your spine and your back arches.

Erik presses himself into you, and you feel his hard length against your thigh as he grinds into you, resuming kisses to your lips.  

Reaching your wrists, he digs the knife under the rope, cutting it loose and doing the same with the other hand.  Pushing the tattered pieces off your hands, he clicks the knife shut, pocketing it and rubbing your wrists to soothe the soreness left by the ropes.

You stretch your fingers, opening and closing your palms and leaning up on your elbows, grateful to finally be able to move freely.

Erik kisses you on your cheek, moving his hands to caress your shoulders, working away the aches in your muscles.

“You never answered me babygirl.  Did you sleep alright?” He whispers, kissing you again on the other cheek.

You nod, leaning your head against his as you try and stifle a yawn.

“Are you still tired? We can stop for the night if you want, pick back up tomorrow,” He holds your face in his hands, looking in your eyes to properly gauge how you’re feeling.

You snort, knowing damn well that if you did this again tomorrow you definitely wouldn’t be able to function for the rest of the week.  

You check in really quickly with yourself, flexing your limbs and mentally deciding where you were at.  When you’re done, you grab his hand in yours, kissing his knuckles and smiling up at him as you nod.

“I’m good.”

“Okay. What level are you at?” He kisses your knuckles back, squeezing your hand.

“Green.”

Biting his lip, he nods, a slow smile creeping up on his face as he gets up, dropping your hand.

“Good.  Now get your ass on that bed and spread your legs.”

You look up at him with a dropped jaw, unprepared for his quick shift from caring to dominating, and you feel a small trickle of wetness leak out onto the bed as your skin flushes hot.

Unbuttoning his shirt he eyes you, walking around the bed and lifting an eyebrow at your still form.  

“Don’t make me say it again.”

You reach back to drag yourself to the middle of the bed, opening your legs as you do, and you watch as he reaches into the shopping bag he’d brought, pulling out a bundle of thin pink rope and tossing it on the bed.

Discarding his shirt he begins to take off his pants, taking note of your position.

“Wider.”

You widen your legs, your fingers scratching at the sheets as you restrain yourself from reaching between your legs to relieve the ache at your center.

Grabbing the rope, Erik crawls on the bed, taking one of your ankles and tying the rope in a single column tie around it before securing it with a knot.

Pushing your heel back against your butt, he begins wrapping the rope around your leg to start a basic leg tie, repeating the action with the other leg when he finishes.

With your legs securely bonded and open for display, you can feel the cold air touching the wetness between your legs, and you watch as Erik’s eyes brighten as he lowers himself on the bed in front of you, pushing your legs up to where your knees hover over your sides.

Licking his lips, with no warning he dives in, your surprised wail stealing the air from your lungs.

Your hands fly to his head, pushing and gripping as his tongue laps up your juices, his lips wrapping around your hard clit before stiffening his tongue and working it over the sensitive bud like a pendulum.  

When your fingers clench and accidentally scratch his neck, he stops and disconnects from you, eyes piercing into yours as his nose flares and he snarls at you.

You gulp, shrinking down into the sheets as you move your hands from around his head, returning them to your sides where they were supposed to be.

Still eyeing you dangerously, he leans down and continues with his feast, dipping down to dig deep into your pussy, scooping up all remnants of your earlier session.  

Deliciously swallowing both of your mixed fluids, he keeps sucking and devouring, eager to clean you out completely so you can be ready for him to fill you up again.

His tongue licks against your soft spongey g-spot, and your legs tremble, a high pitched keen breaking through your lips.  As he continues tickling the spot you buck your hips, your pelvis lifting from the bed and almost out of Erik’s mouth.

Grabbing your hips he pushes you back down, burying his face again with a growl as you release all over his mouth, savoring the sweet taste of your delicious cream.

Deciding he was finally done after your opening stopped twitching and you stopped screaming, he rolls over onto his back, lifting his hips to push down and discard his boxers.

Wiping his face clean with his palm, he turns to you, lifting a hand and beckoning you over with a finger.

“Come sit on Daddy’s lap babygirl and let me fill you up like a creampuff.”

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Warnings: Smut, Bondage, BDSM

[the-everlasting-dream]

Q&A with Ana De Luca - Drake x MC

Summary: MC Elizabeth and Drake sit down for a post-honeymoon interview with Trend Magazine’s Ana De Luca for a light hearted Q&A session. 

A/N: I really wanted to contribute to @boneandfur​ ‘s TRR4Ever week but was too busy to commit to a full on fic/one shot so this was what came to my tired brain instead. Its probably totally crap but I kinda wanted it to be natural while throwing in a few of my own HC’s in there coz why not? Also im kinda proud of this aesthetic like its the first time i’ve made one of these

Permanent Tag list: @chantelle-x0x @choicessa @mariamatsuo @pbchoicesobsessed

For this month’s issue I, Ana De Luca, sat down with the Duke Drake and Duchess Elizabeth Walker of Atlantea for an exclusive look into married life for the recently wedded couple by asking them a series of questions sent in by our readers from what is appropriately dubbed the ’Newlywed Game' as opposed to the usual interview format.

[Ana De Luca] Hello Your Graces. Thank you for joining me today. I hope you had a pleasant vacation. 

[Elizabeth] Thank you so much for having us today Ms De Luca. We most certainly did. South America was beautiful wasn’t it darling? 

[Drake] Yes. 

 [E] You’ll have to forgive my husband -she blushes slightly as she says this, looking at him - He’s not used to being interviewed. 

[A] No apologies necessary Your Grace. I trust you were informed of the structure we will be employing today. 

[E] Yes we were and it sounds super fun, this Newlywed game. You’ll be asking us separate questions about each other, am I correct? 

[A] Yes. Shall we begin?

[D] Yep lets do it. And you can drop the whole duke-duchess thing. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that title. 

[A] The first question is for you Drake. Where and when did you and the duchess share your first kiss?

[D] Wow straight to the point aren’t you? Ow! Elizabeth elbows him slightly in the ribs Umm our kiss actually took place at the Beaumont mansion a few months after we met. 

[A] Would I be right in assuming that was during the social season?

[D] Umm… Yes, yeah thats right. 

[A] Splendid. Now to Elizabeth. What was your first impression of your spouse? 

[E] My first impression hmm? She stifles a laugh as her husband eyes her expectantly. It wasn’t too different to everyone else’s. He was dark and broody. Extremely sarcastic and snarky, almost like he didn’t like me at first. But that quickly changed after I wore down his walls. 

[D] She basically annoyed me into loving her. 

[E] Is that a complaint I hear? 

[D] Complain? Me? Never.   

[A] Drake what adjective would you use describe Elizabeth on your wedding day?

[D] Just one?

[A] That's correct.

[D] Man there are so many…. One won’t be able to cover it... but I guess I’ll have to go with... radiant. She was practically glowing when she walked up the aisle and I felt like the luckiest man on the planet. 

[A] Wonderful. The readers will love this. Now Elizabeth do you get along with Drake’s family members?

[E] His mum is an angel. We only met after we got engaged but she is such a warm lovely person and we bonded immediately being Americans. I adore Savannah too. She and I have gotten so much closer over the engagement period and I’ve come to count on her as a second second sister. Her and her mother have the best stories from Drake’s childhood. 

[A] Can I persuade you into sharing any? 

The duchess glances at her husband who glares at her in warning. 

[E] I really value my life so I’m gonna have to decline on that one. 

[A] In that case, Drake what item of clothing does Elizabeth look best in? 

[D] Oh man… This is a hard one because she looks stunning in pretty much everything. 

[A] But if you had to pick one?

[D] I can’t there are too many to choose from… 

[A] Ok let me rephrase the question.. Is there an outfit of Elizabeth’s besides her wedding dress that completely blew you away the first time you saw her wear it? 

[D] Hmm when you phrase it like that… She’d worn tons of amazing ballgowns in the past but the green dress she wore the first night we met in New York will always be one of my favourites… He sighs contentedly, smiling shyly at the duchess. Does that count? 

[A] It most certainly does. Elizabeth what is his most irritating habit in the bedroom? 

[D] Now thats not an invasion of privacy at all… His tone is sarcastic but he glances at his wife expectantly as she thinks. 

 [E] Most irritating habit hm? Its not necessarily irritating but I think he should be more confident in his abilities because he is a fantastic lover. 

Her words make the duke blush slightly as they share a loving gaze. 

 [A] How would you describe her first thing in the morning?

[D] Hah that's an easy one. She’s like a sleepy little puppy who doesn’t want to get out of bed. Especially in winter I’ll have to pull her out of the layers of blankets she’s wrapped herself in and if I don’t actually make sure she’s standing up with her eyes open, there’s a high chance she’ll just go right back to bed again. 

 [E] What can I say? I love my sleep. They share a short laugh.   

 [A] That is just adorable. Elizabeth, now I’m sure Drake considers himself a very manly man so tell me how does he like his steak cooked?

[E] Easy. Medium rare. Usually he’d be happy to eat anything but he’s extremely particular about his steaks, he’ll send them right back if they’re not satisficatory.  

[D] That was one time! And it was so rare it was practically walking off the plate.  

[E] One time too many. You should have known that when you married me I’d never let you get away with such diva-like behaviour. 

[A] Expanding on that now, who is the best cook?

[D] Elizabeth for sure. I don’t know how she does it but she can make an incredible dish from just what we have in the fridge that's somehow way better than some of the food at these courtly functions.  

[E] Aww babe you’re too kind. 

[D] I’m just being honest. He smiles, squeezing her hand. 

[A] So if you’ve got all the cooking covered Elizabeth, what is one thing that Drake does for you that he hates to do but does it anyways because he loves you?

[E] I rely on him mostly to do all the repairs and handyman stuff around the house because I have no idea what I’m doing if it were up to me. I don’t think he hates it though. He once installed an entire shoe rack for me just because I mentioned I was needed more space to store them. 

[A] That's kind of a coincidence because my next question is how many pair of shoes does Elizabeth own?

[D] I honestly have no idea. But I’ll install as many shoe racks as needed because she has way too many to count. 

[A] Elizabeth who would you cast to play Drake in a movie?

The duchess’ face shifts into a wide grin. 

[E] Actually we were just talking about this recently. I’d been scrolling through my Instagram and some people seem to think that Drake looks like Daniel DiTomasso from Witches of East End. Just with slightly shorter hair but I am starting to agree with them. Don’t you think? 

She pulls up a picture of the actor on her phone before handing it to me. 

[A] He does bear a striking resemblance now that I look at it.

[D] I have no idea what you’re talking about. I don’t even have blue eyes!   

[A] Alright then speaking of appearances, does Elizabeth have any pet peeves about hers?

[D] She is very very VERY particular about her hair. She sometimes plans her entire week around her hair washing schedule. 

[E] Hey don’t scoff at me! Not all of us can rock the messy bedhead look. It takes a lot of work to look this good.   

[A] And my final question to both of you now… As it is leading up to Valentines day, when did you realise that your spouse could possibly be the one? 

[E] You first. 

[D] Well I guess I’m going first then. We’d had lots of moments before this, like the time all of us snuck out for cronuts or  when we were stargazing but the first time I actually saw her in a different light was on my birthday a couple of years ago. She got us all to sneak out of the palace to go to a Western themed bar and we spent the rest of the night drinking, line dancing and bull riding with all our friends. 

[E] That soon?! I thought you still hated me back then? You barely even let me hug you. 

[D] I never hated you. I just kept you at arms length because I thought you’d never see me that way. 

[E] And look how far we’ve come since then. I think for me was a little earlier than that. Time-wise everything kinda blurs together but that moment for me was the time we were in Olivia's wine cellar in Lythikos when I finally learned that there was more to you than just cynical comments and liking whiskey. After that I just couldn’t look at you the same way again, knowing that there was a soft marshmallow heart under that burnt exterior. 

  He gives her a soft smile before clearing his throat awkwardly.

[D]  Is this interview over yet? I would like to leave with some semblance of dignity left before my wife decides to give away all my secrets. 

[A] I’m sure you’ll be relieved when I say yes it is. Duke and Duchess I thank you once again for your time today. You are a beautiful couple and I wish you all the best in the future. 

[D] Thank you. 

[E] Thank you very much for having us Ms De Luca. 

[A] The pleasure was all mine.

[crystalgemimagines]

I loved your Jasper and Bismuth headcanons! Can you do the other Crystal Gems at some point as well?

Oookay this is a doozy, wedding headcanons for Garnet, Amethyst, Pearl, Lapis and Peridot! ***This is all implying the reader is human!! Sorry if you wanted to read this as a gemsona. You could tweak the words if you wish. Mini HCs for Steven, Connie and Greg at the end, not for marrying them but how they’d act during a wedding with you an the gems. 

I’m going to try and doodle the wedding rings later (including Jasper’s and Bismuth’s), so that’s why they’re not described in the post! -Mod Lapis

Garnet: 

She’s very at-ease the whole time, but also beaming and excited.

The wedding was indoors, in a large ballroom looking place. There was a hallway leading to the ceremony room, and another hallway leading to restrooms and other facilities. The decorations were simple, mostly darker maroon velvet covers on things with white as the accent color. It reminded you vaguely of red velvet cakes.

Surprisingly, she really enjoyed planning it out, she spends a lot of time planning her vows especially. 

If she wore a tux, it would be a very dark plum color with blue and red wrist cuffs. She wore a tie instead of a bow-tie. She’d wear her afro naturally.

If she wore a dress, she’d wear a fishtail dress with glove-like details. (Something like this!), her hair would be pulled back and pinned with flowers. (something like this is what I was imagining) 

Nothing really “goes wrong” at your wedding, it has a very peaceful atmosphere overall. 

You don’t follow the “you can’t see the bride until the ceremony” ritual, she assures you it won’t matter. You two spend the day together until it’s time to get ready, then you separate for a bit until the ceremony. 

Some of your relatives make off-hand remarks about Garnet wearing her visor the whole time. It irritates you but you don’t let it ruin the wedding. 

Come time for the ceremony, you and Garnet have dopey smiles plastered on your faces, she even giggles a few times which made you smile wider. 

Her vows are short, but genuine, her demeanor changed from giggly and happy to sincere in an instant. “Today, you and I make a commitment to one another. To stay together. To act together. To suffer together. To celebrate together. From this day forth, you will always have someone to put your faith into, to share your joy and your pain with.” She takes your hands- “I love you.” 

She takes her visor off to kiss you, looking you in the eyes before pressing a gentle kiss on your lips, smiling as she pulled away. 

The after party consists of lots of karaoke, dancing and chatting. Afterwards you went home with your wife, holding one of her hands as she carried a tuckered out Steven in the other. 

Amethyst: 

There’s lots of nervous laughter from Ame, her jokes don’t deliver well all day and she’s very affectionate- yet quiet. It’s pretty out of character for her. You could tell she’s got a lot on her mind. 

You and Ame let Pearl plan a lot for the two of you, so the decor was very elegant, lacy tablecloths with lilac and (favorite color) trimming or ribbons, even the flowers were color-coordinated. It clashed a little bit with the beach simple setting, admittedly, but it was still very pretty. 

If she wore a tux, she wouldn’t actually wear a tux at all. She’d wear a white collared shirt with a black vest and dark purple slacks. Her hair would be up in a pony tail. 

If she wore a dress, it would still but on the more casual side. (Something like this!) with her hair down, but pulled back out of her face. 

The ceremony starts off well, but midway through Ame starts crying, she tells you she’s okay. When it comes time for her to say her vows, she grabs you by the face and kisses you. She pulls back but keeps you close and whispers “I-I didn’t make any! I didn’t know what to say I didn-” you pull her back in for a kiss and assure her it’s okay. 

You two keep pecking little kisses across each other’s faces. 

She holds your hand as the two of you walk down the isle together, wiping her tears away and looking at you with glistening eyes.

During the after party, Greg preforms lots of his songs as the two of you just sit and listen, peacefully. There’s lots of actual partying happening, but you two just wanted to spend time with each other. 

Peridot makes a big dork of herself during her speech, telling you how you’re now legally fused with the “superior quartz”. Ame giggles and scoffs at it, so do you. Garnet takes the mic from her and expresses how happy she is for Amethyst, and gives you two her best wishes. 

The two of you dance together to cheesy pop love songs on the dance floor, giggling to each other again.

Pearl:

You both decided to have your wedding in a chapel. (She just loved the aesthetic of it so much)

The decor is all white and cream colors, she really stressed that “the light shining through the stain glass might make some colors unflattering to look at”, you agreed for her sake, she was pretty stressed.

If she decided to wear a tux, she’d wear a similar one to what she wore in Mr. Greg (It’s Over Isn’t It episode), perhaps a different color, like pale blue. The accent colors would all be pastels, of course. She’d wear her hair normally.

If she wanted a dress, she’d wear something simple with elegant details that flowed well. (something like this!), she’d wear her hair normally still, but would wear some sort of hair accessory. Very pale silver leaves, pearls, something simple but lovely like that. 

You did follow traditional rituals with her, more for the fun of it instead of actual belief in them. 

There was a light drizzle of rain before the reception, it stopped quickly and left little glittering water droplets onto the stain glass windows. 

The reception went over well, Pearl recited her vows without skipping a beat. “From this day forward, I, Pearl, take you, (y/n) to be my spouse. To have and to hold, in peace and in strife, I will stay by your side. So long as your heart still beats and my gem still shines, I will love you.”

The kiss was short and sweet, with Pearl’s nose bumping into your own briefly, making you smile.

During the after party, you and Pearl slow danced a lot. There was a dance where you traded off partners with someone else, which was a lot of fun. It broke off into more loose and dorky dancing afterwards.

Pearl took you outside to the church garden to walk around and be with you in peace for a while. 

Greg was the one to give you two the “good luck, I’m so happy for the two of you!” speech, he looked especially happy the whole time. You noticed he and Pearl talking a lot, too. 

The two of you stayed until everyone had left and cleaned up together, Pearl would give you little cheek kisses when you would pass each other to throw something away.

Peridot:

She was VERY excited, but terribly nervous. She’d ask you tons of questions about this “tradition” and how to celebrate, occasionally making off-hand “that’s weird” or “oh! that sounds fun!” remarks. 

Peri wanted to hold the ceremony in the barn after reading it’s supposed to be held in a “special place”. 

Lapis, Pearl, and Garnet helped remodel and redecorate for the occasion. Lapis had made a large ring of water around the barn, not in front the entrance of course. Garnet moved a lot of things outside and behind the barn out of sight, with some help from Greg and his van. Pearl and Peri took care of actual decorating for the most part. Peri made some wind-chime looking meep-morps out of tin cans and pieces of different colored glass, she hung them at the entrance of the barn. Pearl set up chairs in the barn, making a reception area in the back. A large piece of white tulle hung from the ceiling, creating a large upside down V looking shape, it was weighted down from moving by fabric flowers. There was more white tulle on the walls, mainly near the entrance, (looking like curtains) and hanging from the high points of the ceiling with more of Peri’s meep morps. It was odd looking, but very pretty. 

If Peri wore a suit, it would be green, with a bright green bowtie. She’d wear her hair as usual, but would make sure it was extra well kept. No pieces sticking out or out of shape!

If she wanted a dress, she’d wear something shorter and cuter, (ideal to walk and party in later, she planned it out ahead of time). (Something like this!) The top part of her hair would be pulled back and secured with a barrette, with the bottom still flared out a bit. 

During the reception, Peri kept looking at you, she’d smile and her cheeks would flush.

Her vows were incredibly dorky, but there was a lot of sincerity to them. “Fusion- it’s the most intimate a gem can be with another; or is it? They share their physical and mental state with each other, they become one. Here on this day, we become one, we’ll share our lives together from this day forward. Our physical and mental states combine, but stay separate, making us use honesty and communication. We don’t share a body, but we’re still one. Today, I fuse my life with yours.” 

Peri’s vows earned an odd look, a giggle, and an “awh” from Garnet within seconds of each reaction. 

She actually missed the first time she went in to kiss you, kissing you on the side of your mouth. She realized this and awkwardly laughed, you cupped her face and pulled her back in for a proper kiss.

The after party was a lot of fun, there was mostly dorky dancing, and a marathon of Camp Pining Hearts in a truck bed. 

She comes up and asks you if what she said was “okay”- of course it was, and you tell her she did great.

You learned Peri can’t dance. At all.

Lapis:

She suggested the wedding be held on the beach, you asked if she was sure, she said she was. “I have enough bad memories about the ocean. It’s time to make some good ones.” 

The wedding was held at night. Greg was kind enough to lend you his old light-up floor. (This one!)

Lapis heard the old saying “rain on the day of the wedding is good luck” so she made it rain throughout the morning so it would have time to dry before setting up.

Chairs had been set up on the flooring, the gentle whirring of Greg’s van made for comfortable ambiance while everyone else was quiet. There were flowers and flower petals scattered on the beach, but overall it was very simple, with the full moon overhead. 

If Lapis wore a suit, it would be a simple button up with dark blue slacks. She’d roll up the sleeves and wear a loose ribbon tied in a bow around her neck instead of a tie or bowtie. She still wouldn’t wear shoes. Her hair would be in a low ponytail. 

If she wore a dress, it would be simple in the front and backless with a bow at her lower back. (Something like this, the one on the left! sorry I couldn’t get a single image of it in a good resolution.) Her hair would be down like normal with the back of it in a flat braided bun, and she still wouldn’t wear shoes. 

She said her vows quietly, very softly. “After all this time, I’ve finally found a home on Earth. Home is being with you. So I guess I want to stay home forever now.” she laughed a bit, but she held you hand a bit tighter, you could tell she meant it. She pulled you closer into a hug, holding you there and pressing a kiss on your cheek before putting her hand on your chin and pulling you in for a kiss. 

The two of you half-heartedy listened to the speeches your friends and family gave, mostly just holding each other and appreciating the moment. Lapis paid the most attention when Steven spoke, recounting the day he met her and saying how happy he was to see you two together now. 

She took you out onto the ocean and danced with you there, smiling and pressing little kisses into your shoulders and neck. 

Steven/Connie/Greg:

They helped set up a lot, Greg always offering to play music.

Steven and Connie were always the flower boy and ring bearer. 

Steven wears a pink vest and pants with a white button up underneath, Connie wears an off the shoulder long sleeve mint dress with a white belt. Greg wears his tux from Mr. Greg. 

Greg almost always references his relationship with Rose in his speeches, saying how you need to talk to one another and be honest, communication is key, you should trust the other one to love you despite your flaws. No one is perfect until you see them as they are completely, and if you still love them as they are entirely, then they’re perfect for you.

Steven always says how happy he is that his friends/family is getting married, gives you the best wishes he can, makes a handful of jokes. 

Connie doesn’t give speeches, but she is very happy to be around and says congratulations when the ceremony is over. 

Greg, Steven and Connie do karaoke- Greg and Steven are happy to do back-up vocals for people, too. They all sing very well! 

Steven and Greg welcome you to their family afterwards.

[criminalslovefiction]

The Mad Assasin

Into The Fray

Links : AO3 Wattpad

- This series will most likely go past 10 chapters, just a warning

- Slow moving/Developing story (Means in the beginning there won’t be romance, it will be focused on developing the story)

Third Person

A man stood silhouetted at his window, looking over the shitty and run down city of Los Santos, watching the streets below before turning around and walking into a nearby door. Once the door was shut, he used the slider on the wall to turn the lights up to a mild glow as he sat at a desk in the middle of the room.

He went down to the drawer that was second down on the right hand side, typing in a code, scanning his thumb and turning a key. The drawer unlocked and he pulled out a white file holder that held a stake of papers at least one inch thick.

He flipped open the file, sifting through all the reports his second in charge and himself had written about what they thought of the subject, subject photos, subject victim photos, medical evaluations (Physical and Mental), observation reports, and so much more.

While he was looking through everything, a small knock came on the door before the man sifting through the files gave a tired “What?” in response. His voice was gruff and annoyed, though he didn’t mean to sound at all cruel to whoever stood on the other side of the door.

The person who entered stood slightly taller than that who sat behind the desk, “Just checking up on you, wanted to make sure you weren’t still freaking out about this plan.” A soft and gentle voice spoke, there was only a scoff in response for a moment while the man thought.

“…Yeah, I’m still freaking out a bit. I know this can work…I just don’t want to put him in this position.” The man from behind the desk stood, straightened his suit jacket, and rolled his mustache between his fingers before responding to the sympathetic look his female friend was giving him.

“Jack, I’ll be fine. He’ll be fine. We’ll all be fine. C’mon, let’s go tell the others so that the two of us don’t need to keep this a secret anymore.” Jack gave him a small smile in understanding before stepping to the right side of the door frame, gesturing forward, “You first Geoffery”

Geoff rolled his eyes before scrapping the file back together and retrieving another smaller one from the drawer and relocking it. After he had all that he need he stood and took a deep breath before walking around the desk and leading Jack out of his office.

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They walked down the white corridor in a comfortable silence. They both stopped once they reached a gray door with a gold plate labeled ‘HC Planning Area’ (Heist Crew Planning Area).

Geoff looked over to Jack to make sure his friend was still there before reaching for and gold finish door knob, only to stop when he heard the distinct sound of glass shattering and someone yell “GOD FUCKING DAMNIT GAVIN,” then another saying “It’s not my bloody fault that glass is breakable”

A small smile crept onto his face as he groaned loudly in annoyance, making sure it was loud enough that the people on the other side would hear him. He threw the door open with a *thud* as it hit the wall.

He found four men. The first had short curly reddish-brown hair, glasses, a brown leather jacket the held the face of a bear the the back, simple light blue jeans, and a pissed as shit look on his face.

Behind him was a guy about the same height, short black hair that was mostly covered by a black beanie and had squared black glasses. He wore a black shirt, bright purple jacket and dark blue skinny jeans. He looked more like he was trying not to laugh while pointing a camera at someone in front of the curly haired male on the ground.

Though the person on the ground was not in view as they entered, “Gavin c’mon, get up buddy.” Another voice came from the other side of the room, a shorter man with brown hair on the sides and bright green sticking out from underneath his white cowboy hat. He sauntered over to Gavin who was on the floor in a royal purple jacket, orange shirt and tan pants.

He put his hand down to help whoever was on the floor and pulled them up with ease, “Ow, thanks Jeremy.” Jeremy gave him a nod as he patted his back with a smile and took a seat at the other end of the table.

The one in a brown jacket rolled his eyes at the british man who was rolling his shoulder in pain, “Don’t be a little bitch Gav, you’re the one who took the bet.”

Gavin just glared at him before sitting down at the chair in front of him and looking to the dark haired man, “You got all that Ray?”

Ray took a step back and put a hand over his heart in fake offense, “Of course! Do you doubt my skills in filming you and Michaels idiotic bets?”

“Oi! They aren’t idiotic they are informative ya prick.” Gavin said as he stood up straighter.

“You bet that I couldn’t throw a knife at the Targets picture on the wall, then when I did do it you fuckin’ tried to do it yourself and hit the goddamn vase! It wasn’t idiotic, it was just stupid!” Michael yelled at Gavin from the seat he took next to him.

Gavin opened his mouth to speak again but Geoff clapping his hands together brought their attention back. As he walked into the room the took the files he put under his arm to clap and sat them on top of the long wooden table as he took his place at the head of it. Jack followed close behind and took her respective place in between Jeremy and Geoff.

Ray just looked at them all before climbing on top of the table and sitting criss-cross at the end. Earning a giggle or smirk from everyone at the table.

The light humor in the room didn’t last long however. Geoff stood straight and took a look of seriousness and determination on his face. The entire crew silenced, normally when they were about to discuss the plans for a heist or mission they’d be joking around while Geoff laughed at their stupid antics and kept talking or he would simply give everyone a file with their names and the name of the mission before leaving saying that he needed a drink. This seemed different though. The boss gave off a tense air instead of a welcoming one, and everyone knew something was off. Michael, Gavin, Jeremy and Ray all exchanged unsure glances before Ray slowly jumped down from his place and sat beside Michael sensing that now was not the time to be messing around.

Geoff took in a deep breath as he brought the files closer and stared at the as he started to speak, “I need you fuckers to listen up.” It may have sounded light hearted, but they all sensed the apprehension in his voice. How he didn’t want to say what he was about to tell them all, “I’ve told you all about how we needed someone who would be willing to do some horrific shit that none of us want to or can’t..” He said looking pointedly at Gavin to refer to his sensitive gag reflex, “and would have a stronger set of morals, or any morals at all.”

Everyone in the room looked at each other giving knowing glances. They all knew that Geoff had been looking for a torturer/assassin, they all had given recommendations of those they worked with in the past. Though Geoff seemed to dismiss them all for different reasons. They all had thought though at Geoff was taking a break from looking for someone, though that doesn’t seem the case anymore and he looks a lot more unsure than any of them were comfortable with.

Jack stood up, knowing she should probably help her friend out since she was second in charge and thought it would be good to give him a minute to relax while she explained. Everyone turned to her attention as she cleared her throat and looked over them all, “Look guys, we found someone who would be good for the job. They may be…well a bit mad, as in insane, but who here isn’t? They are good at their job though with a 94.5% Success rate, in assassinations and information retrieval. They have a moral set that we know consists of at least ; No Killing/Kidnapping/Torturing children under the age of 18 unless the kid is seriously sick in the head and has done some fucked up shit, but since it’s still a  child he’ll give them a quick death. He won’t kill a pregnant female or hurt the family of someone he wants information from.”

She gives them a moment to process the information, making sure to get the go-ahead from all of them that they were ready to proceed.

“…The only problem with him is that when he is set on a contract, he becomes slightly, maybe a little more, insane. Every person he kills, he makes sure that they suffer an unspeakable amount. When retrieving information, he is thorough and makes sure that there is always one person left behind, of whom he makes watch all the others die and tell the tale of how he is not to be played with…He is known as The Vagabond.”

She seemed slightly out of breath, not that she had given this information to them fast, but that she was nervous as to what they would think. Her and Geoff had been discussing The Vagabond being an option for about four months now. He’s the only one they think that they’ll be able to trust to join their crew. His madness being evened out by his morals. How his facade/persona ‘The Vagabond’ only came out on a mission and when they monitored him in his day to day life, he had full control of himself.

When Jack had finished speaking, Geoff looked up to all of them, “We collected as much information on him as we could with only the two of us and I have all of it right here.” Geoff lifted the larger file and slide it down into the middle of the table.

Everyone started to pick at it, read the reports, studied the photos of his work and home, looked at where his weaknesses lies physically. Their faces going between disgust and amazement.

After about twenty minutes of everyone skimming everyone simply nodded their heads, though Michael decided to speak up first, “Well fuck, I mean this guy is weird as shit, but if you guys wanna bring this guy in then I trust you not to get us killed. Well, Gavin may annoy the fuck out of him and get him killed, but that’s just expected.” and just like that the tension in the room broke and was filled with the laughter of everyone in the crew. Even Gavin couldn’t help laughing as he tried to defend himself from Michaels accusation, “Oi! I don’t know what you’re on about, I’m goddamn delightful!”

Ray was laughing the hardest of them all and was barely to get out “Vav, you know that I love you man, but Delightful is a strong word,” Gavin gives him a fake look of pain, “X-Ray! How could you!?”

“Alright you Fucks! Calm down.” A fondness in Geoff’s voice as he called his crew back to the task at hand. He gave them all a kind smile before his demeanor changed. He once again had let a stern look grace his features though this time there was a concern laced within them.

He looked around the the table at everyone seated before settling his gaze over them all instead of one specific person.

“Now that we all agree, there is one problem.” He says before standing up, “He worked as The Cock Bites exclusive contractor for about two years, and after any exclusive contract he refuses to take up another for at least two years for what he calls a ‘Murder Freeroam’. He also knows that we want an exclusive contract with him and is refusing to talk us or take any hit that would involve meeting with me or Jack…”

Everyone one in the room gave him a confused look, “So I assume one of us is gonna have to do a one time contract or something with him?” Jeremy spoke up, “Or ya know, I don’t know, what’s your guys plan?”

“He refuses to even take any one time contracts with us…” Jack said, her voice quieter than before. She won’t meet any of the gazes from the crew, only staring at Geoff.

“…I contacted my friends Burnie and Gus from The Cock Bites. Tried convincing them to put a price on my head and have me taken in alive to them so I could get close enough.” The rest of the crew gave a look of approval as Michael looked to Geoff, “I mean if anyone can handle an intense sociopath it’s you man, we’ll have your back and help you through whatever our parts of the plan are.”

“The problem with that Michael is…he knows I can handle him, why he would reject it if they tried to give him anything for it. He apparently learned a lot about us when he was with them, about who was good at what. I talked with them for a while about everyone who I think could handle it with them and who the best contract would be for that he would be willing to take.” Geoff took in a breath before looking at Jack, “We know he won’t take Jack since she is a pretty good shot, better than average in hand-to-hand combat and can easily get away from him if she’s anywhere near a car.”

His gaze becoming more intense as he looked to Michael, “Michael being our explosions expert and great with a rifle in which he never leaves behind, as well as not being afraid like me or Jack to die for the crew before he could be used to get to any of us makes him unable to be The Vagabonds target.” Michael nodded at him in acknowledgment along with a proud smile.

“You are probably the only one of us who would be strong enough to overpower the guy if you get close enough and see him coming, as well as can shoot the shit out of him if you see him coming from far enough away.” He gestures a hand toward Jeremy.

He then looks between Ray and Gavin who both give him uneasy glances before looking at each other, “…and I’ve gone on a few missions with him before and befriended him…that and like Jeremy I can shoot the shit out of him, but in close AND long range.” His look becomes playful as he finishes his sentence and hears Jeremy and Michael snicker.

Michael, Jeremy and Rays small smiles suddenly drop as he they at Geoff who says, “Yeap. Which leaves only one dumb fuck who he knows he can get to…”

Michaels eyes dart between Gavin and Geoff. Suddenly stopping on Geoff with an urging glance as to say ‘I’m waiting for the fucking punchline to this joke.’

Ray looks over to Gavin who he noticed started to tremble slightly with his eyes trained on Geoff.

Ray quickly jumps across the table to bring Gavin into a hug, trying to calm him down.

“It’s going to be okay Vav.” Rays tone gentle as if he were speaking to a scared puppy.

Geoff gives him a pained and wary smile. Moving around the table he taps Ray on the shoulder to tell him to let go of Gavin. A Geoff turns Gavin to face him he can see the fear in his eyes.

“Gavin. Buddy. You know that you are practically a son to me. That I would never let him kill or torture you. I have a plan, to make sure we get the opportunity to meet with The Vagabond, but more importantly to make sure your safe during all of it. Look, if at any point I get the feeling something is wrong I’ll call it off. Of course you still have a say in it though, if you don’t want to do it, I’ll work to find another way.” The fear that was held within Gavin’s eyes was there, but had lessened and Determination had replaced what was lost.

Gavin slowly stood from his chair and looked Geoff dead in the eyes as his hands latched onto both of his shoulders.

“Geoffry. I trust you, I know you want this guy. I may mainly be a hacker, but if I need to I can take care of myself, you’ve seen me do it. You’ve seen The Golden Boy in action.” Geoff’s concern faded for the moment. Happiness and pride had filled him as he brung the young man in for a hug. Gavin immediately hugged him back even harder, a large smile finding its way to his face.

“Hey Vav! I just thought, if you’re ever in a tough spot then you can bring out The Golden Boy and just fuck him!” The sweet moment between father and son had been ended by Rays overly enthusiastic advice. “Fuck Ray you’re right! They can both be butt buddies before he kills Gavin!” Michael added in a fit of laughter, Jeremy and Jack both clenching their stomachs from laughing so hard.

Gavin and Geoff just pulled apart and rolled their eyes. Gavin sat back down in his spot and Geoff rounded back to a small table in the corner and makes a quick call before heading back to the front of the table. Just as he sat down Trevor, Mica, Matt, Lindsey and even Caleb came into the room. They had been waiting just outside to be called in for whatever Geoff was planning this time. They all took their seats, giving questioning looks to the main crew before looking to Geoff.

“Alright Dipshits. Here’s how this is gonna go.”

Third Person

A man stood silhouetted at his window, looking over the shitty and run down city of Los Santos, watching the streets below before turning around and walking into a nearby door. Once the door was shut, he used the slider on the wall to turn the lights up to a mild glow as he sat at a desk in the middle of the room.

He went down to the drawer that was second down on the right hand side, typing in a code, scanning his thumb and turning a key. The drawer unlocked and he pulled out a white file holder that held a stake of papers at least one inch thick.

He flipped open the file, sifting through all the reports his second in charge and himself had written about what they thought of the subject, subject photos, subject victim photos, medical evaluations (Physical and Mental), observation reports, and so much more.

While he was looking through everything, a small knock came on the door before the man sifting through the files gave a tired “What?” in response. His voice was gruff and annoyed, though he didn’t mean to sound at all cruel to whoever stood on the other side of the door.

The person who entered stood slightly taller than that who sat behind the desk, “Just checking up on you, wanted to make sure you weren’t still freaking out about this plan.” A soft and gentle voice spoke, there was only a scoff in response for a moment while the man thought.

“…Yeah, I’m still freaking out a bit. I know this can work…I just don’t want to put him in this position.” The man from behind the desk stood, straightened his suit jacket, and rolled his mustache between his fingers before responding to the sympathetic look his female friend was giving him.

“Jack, I’ll be fine. He’ll be fine. We’ll all be fine. C’mon, let’s go tell the others so that the two of us don’t need to keep this a secret anymore.” Jack gave him a small smile in understanding before stepping to the right side of the door frame, gesturing forward, “You first Geoffery”

Geoff rolled his eyes before scrapping the file back together and retrieving another smaller one from the drawer and relocking it. After he had all that he need he stood and took a deep breath before walking around the desk and leading Jack out of his office.

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They walked down the white corridor in a comfortable silence. They both stopped once they reached a gray door with a gold plate labeled ‘HC Planning Area’ (Heist Crew Planning Area).

Geoff looked over to Jack to make sure his friend was still there before reaching for and gold finish door knob, only to stop when he heard the distinct sound of glass shattering and someone yell “GOD FUCKING DAMNIT GAVIN,” then another saying “It’s not my bloody fault that glass is breakable”

A small smile crept onto his face as he groaned loudly in annoyance, making sure it was loud enough that the people on the other side would hear him. He threw the door open with a *thud* as it hit the wall.

He found four men. The first had short curly reddish-brown hair, glasses, a brown leather jacket the held the face of a bear the the back, simple light blue jeans, and a pissed as shit look on his face.

Behind him was a guy about the same height, short black hair that was mostly covered by a black beanie and had squared black glasses. He wore a black shirt, bright purple jacket and dark blue skinny jeans. He looked more like he was trying not to laugh while pointing a camera at someone in front of the curly haired male on the ground.

Though the person on the ground was not in view as they entered, “Gavin c’mon, get up buddy.” Another voice came from the other side of the room, a shorter man with brown hair on the sides and bright green sticking out from underneath his white cowboy hat. He sauntered over to Gavin who was on the floor in a royal purple jacket, orange shirt and tan pants.

He put his hand down to help whoever was on the floor and pulled them up with ease, “Ow, thanks Jeremy.” Jeremy gave him a nod as he patted his back with a smile and took a seat at the other end of the table.

The one in a brown jacket rolled his eyes at the british man who was rolling his shoulder in pain, “Don’t be a little bitch Gav, you’re the one who took the bet.”

Gavin just glared at him before sitting down at the chair in front of him and looking to the dark haired man, “You got all that Ray?”

Ray took a step back and put a hand over his heart in fake offense, “Of course! Do you doubt my skills in filming you and Michaels idiotic bets?”

“Oi! They aren’t idiotic they are informative ya prick.” Gavin said as he stood up straighter.

“You bet that I couldn’t throw a knife at the Targets picture on the wall, then when I did do it you fuckin’ tried to do it yourself and hit the goddamn vase! It wasn’t idiotic, it was just stupid!” Michael yelled at Gavin from the seat he took next to him.

Gavin opened his mouth to speak again but Geoff clapping his hands together brought their attention back. As he walked into the room the took the files he put under his arm to clap and sat them on top of the long wooden table as he took his place at the head of it. Jack followed close behind and took her respective place in between Jeremy and Geoff.

Ray just looked at them all before climbing on top of the table and sitting criss-cross at the end. Earning a giggle or smirk from everyone at the table.

The light humor in the room didn’t last long however. Geoff stood straight and took a look of seriousness and determination on his face. The entire crew silenced, normally when they were about to discuss the plans for a heist or mission they’d be joking around while Geoff laughed at their stupid antics and kept talking or he would simply give everyone a file with their names and the name of the mission before leaving saying that he needed a drink. This seemed different though. The boss gave off a tense air instead of a welcoming one, and everyone knew something was off. Michael, Gavin, Jeremy and Ray all exchanged unsure glances before Ray slowly jumped down from his place and sat beside Michael sensing that now was not the time to be messing around.

Geoff took in a deep breath as he brought the files closer and stared at the as he started to speak, “I need you fuckers to listen up.” It may have sounded light hearted, but they all sensed the apprehension in his voice. How he didn’t want to say what he was about to tell them all, “I’ve told you all about how we needed someone who would be willing to do some horrific shit that none of us want to or can’t..” He said looking pointedly at Gavin to refer to his sensitive gag reflex, “and would have a stronger set of morals, or any morals at all.”

Everyone in the room looked at each other giving knowing glances. They all knew that Geoff had been looking for a torturer/assassin, they all had given recommendations of those they worked with in the past. Though Geoff seemed to dismiss them all for different reasons. They all had thought though at Geoff was taking a break from looking for someone, though that doesn’t seem the case anymore and he looks a lot more unsure than any of them were comfortable with.

Jack stood up, knowing she should probably help her friend out since she was second in charge and thought it would be good to give him a minute to relax while she explained. Everyone turned to her attention as she cleared her throat and looked over them all, “Look guys, we found someone who would be good for the job. They may be…well a bit mad, as in insane, but who here isn’t? They are good at their job though with a 94.5% Success rate, in assassinations and information retrieval. They have a moral set that we know consists of at least ; No Killing/Kidnapping/Torturing children under the age of 18 unless the kid is seriously sick in the head and has done some fucked up shit, but since it’s still a  child he’ll give them a quick death. He won’t kill a pregnant female or hurt the family of someone he wants information from.”

She gives them a moment to process the information, making sure to get the go-ahead from all of them that they were ready to proceed.

“…The only problem with him is that when he is set on a contract, he becomes slightly, maybe a little more, insane. Every person he kills, he makes sure that they suffer an unspeakable amount. When retrieving information, he is thorough and makes sure that there is always one person left behind, of whom he makes watch all the others die and tell the tale of how he is not to be played with…He is known as The Vagabond.”

She seemed slightly out of breath, not that she had given this information to them fast, but that she was nervous as to what they would think. Her and Geoff had been discussing The Vagabond being an option for about four months now. He’s the only one they think that they’ll be able to trust to join their crew. His madness being evened out by his morals. How his facade/persona ‘The Vagabond’ only came out on a mission and when they monitored him in his day to day life, he had full control of himself.

When Jack had finished speaking, Geoff looked up to all of them, “We collected as much information on him as we could with only the two of us and I have all of it right here.” Geoff lifted the larger file and slide it down into the middle of the table.

Everyone started to pick at it, read the reports, studied the photos of his work and home, looked at where his weaknesses lies physically. Their faces going between disgust and amazement.

After about twenty minutes of everyone skimming everyone simply nodded their heads, though Michael decided to speak up first, “Well fuck, I mean this guy is weird as shit, but if you guys wanna bring this guy in then I trust you not to get us killed. Well, Gavin may annoy the fuck out of him and get him killed, but that’s just expected.” and just like that the tension in the room broke and was filled with the laughter of everyone in the crew. Even Gavin couldn’t help laughing as he tried to defend himself from Michaels accusation, “Oi! I don’t know what you’re on about, I’m goddamn delightful!”

Ray was laughing the hardest of them all and was barely to get out “Vav, you know that I love you man, but Delightful is a strong word,” Gavin gives him a fake look of pain, “X-Ray! How could you!?”

“Alright you Fucks! Calm down.” A fondness in Geoff’s voice as he called his crew back to the task at hand. He gave them all a kind smile before his demeanor changed. He once again had let a stern look grace his features though this time there was a concern laced within them.

He looked around the the table at everyone seated before settling his gaze over them all instead of one specific person.

“Now that we all agree, there is one problem.” He says before standing up, “He worked as The Cock Bites exclusive contractor for about two years, and after any exclusive contract he refuses to take up another for at least two years for what he calls a ‘Murder Freeroam’. He also knows that we want an exclusive contract with him and is refusing to talk us or take any hit that would involve meeting with me or Jack…”

Everyone one in the room gave him a confused look, “So I assume one of us is gonna have to do a one time contract or something with him?” Jeremy spoke up, “Or ya know, I don’t know, what’s your guys plan?”

“He refuses to even take any one time contracts with us…” Jack said, her voice quieter than before. She won’t meet any of the gazes from the crew, only staring at Geoff.

“…I contacted my friends Burnie and Gus from The Cock Bites. Tried convincing them to put a price on my head and have me taken in alive to them so I could get close enough.” The rest of the crew gave a look of approval as Michael looked to Geoff, “I mean if anyone can handle an intense sociopath it’s you man, we’ll have your back and help you through whatever our parts of the plan are.”

“The problem with that Michael is…he knows I can handle him, why he would reject it if they tried to give him anything for it. He apparently learned a lot about us when he was with them, about who was good at what. I talked with them for a while about everyone who I think could handle it with them and who the best contract would be for that he would be willing to take.” Geoff took in a breath before looking at Jack, “We know he won’t take Jack since she is a pretty good shot, better than average in hand-to-hand combat and can easily get away from him if she’s anywhere near a car.”

His gaze becoming more intense as he looked to Michael, “Michael being our explosions expert and great with a rifle in which he never leaves behind, as well as not being afraid like me or Jack to die for the crew before he could be used to get to any of us makes him unable to be The Vagabonds target.” Michael nodded at him in acknowledgment along with a proud smile.

“You are probably the only one of us who would be strong enough to overpower the guy if you get close enough and see him coming, as well as can shoot the shit out of him if you see him coming from far enough away.” He gestures a hand toward Jeremy.

He then looks between Ray and Gavin who both give him uneasy glances before looking at each other, “…and I’ve gone on a few missions with him before and befriended him…that and like Jeremy I can shoot the shit out of him, but in close AND long range.” His look becomes playful as he finishes his sentence and hears Jeremy and Michael snicker.

Michael, Jeremy and Rays small smiles suddenly drop as he they at Geoff who says, “Yeap. Which leaves only one dumb fuck who he knows he can get to…”

Michaels eyes dart between Gavin and Geoff. Suddenly stopping on Geoff with an urging glance as to say ‘I’m waiting for the fucking punchline to this joke.’

Ray looks over to Gavin who he noticed started to tremble slightly with his eyes trained on Geoff.

Ray quickly jumps across the table to bring Gavin into a hug, trying to calm him down.

“It’s going to be okay Vav.” Rays tone gentle as if he were speaking to a scared puppy.

Geoff gives him a pained and wary smile. Moving around the table he taps Ray on the shoulder to tell him to let go of Gavin. A Geoff turns Gavin to face him he can see the fear in his eyes.

“Gavin. Buddy. You know that you are practically a son to me. That I would never let him kill or torture you. I have a plan, to make sure we get the opportunity to meet with The Vagabond, but more importantly to make sure your safe during all of it. Look, if at any point I get the feeling something is wrong I’ll call it off. Of course you still have a say in it though, if you don’t want to do it, I’ll work to find another way.” The fear that was held within Gavin’s eyes was there, but had lessened and Determination had replaced what was lost.

Gavin slowly stood from his chair and looked Geoff dead in the eyes as his hands latched onto both of his shoulders.

“Geoffry. I trust you, I know you want this guy. I may mainly be a hacker, but if I need to I can take care of myself, you’ve seen me do it. You’ve seen The Golden Boy in action.” Geoff’s concern faded for the moment. Happiness and pride had filled him as he brung the young man in for a hug. Gavin immediately hugged him back even harder, a large smile finding its way to his face.

“Hey Vav! I just thought, if you’re ever in a tough spot then you can bring out The Golden Boy and just fuck him!” The sweet moment between father and son had been ended by Rays overly enthusiastic advice. “Fuck Ray you’re right! They can both be butt buddies before he kills Gavin!” Michael added in a fit of laughter, Jeremy and Jack both clenching their stomachs from laughing so hard.

Gavin and Geoff just pulled apart and rolled their eyes. Gavin sat back down in his spot and Geoff rounded back to a small table in the corner and makes a quick call before heading back to the front of the table. Just as he sat down Trevor, Mica, Matt, Lindsey and even Caleb came into the room. They had been waiting just outside to be called in for whatever Geoff was planning this time. They all took their seats, giving questioning looks to the main crew before looking to Geoff.

“Alright Dipshits. Here’s how this is gonna go.”