#i will be taking full advantage of the fact these guys can go into games

[astrangeavenue]

animation vs in stars and time

bunch of colorful mute stickfigures in a greyscale text heavy timelooping rpg? what could go wrong

bonus greyscale versions under the cut

[wtfaniii]

I can do it alone, but he can also save me

Fem reader x Hwang In-ho / Fem reader x Hwang Jun-ho

Part 1 // Part 2

•Summary: Jun-ho's girlfriend was a decorated policegirl, strong and brave, she, along with Gi-hun were taken to the games to stop them, however, there was a setback in between

•Note: Thanks for the support! Here I bring you the second part of this one shot that is personally one of my favorites.

•Warning: Maybe some drama, Some violence and attempted abuse, ¡Don't worry! this man arrives on time like a prince on a white horse

N/A: I haven't checked this yet, sorry if it has spelling mistakes

Gi-hun had told some participants that the next game would be dalgona, but it was not so and now they were upset with him, surrounding him and complaining about his mistake, calling him a "liar."

—You guys decided to play these games —the girl said standing in front of Gi-hun —Face the consequences and don't expect someone to come and save us.

—He's a fraud! —Player 100 shouted at him, pointing at accusingly and with contempt.

—ibelieve in him word —001 interrupted, standing next to her.

Due to the first impression that the two made on all the players, the complaints immediately stopped and retreated.

—It's nothing, I really believe you —Young-il said with a friendly expression

—And if you allow me... I would like to be on your team.

The next game would be in teams of five players, counting the girl, Gi-hun, Jung-bae, Dae-ho and now Young-il, they were full, however, when they were talking to get to know each other a little, a woman with the number 222 on his uniform approached them cautiously.

—¿Can I be on your team? Please —Jung-bae was going to interrupt her to tell that they were full but the young woman finished his sentence first —I'm pregnant.

The five pairs of eyes fell on the small bulge of her belly and noticed that it was true. Immediately, the woman spoke. —I'll look for another team.

—¿Are you sure you'll do it?— In-ho asked, looking at her carefully. A person who looked out for someone else's well-being in these games was rare to see, but considering the situation, it was quite understandable. He wouldn't give up his place if he wasn't so interested in his enemy.

She nodded confidently and left to find another team, it didn't take long, after all, most people took advantage of having someone like her on their team just by considering the word "police" in their introduction.

Once the teams were formed and they were told what had to do, they sat on the floor to wait the turn.

As time passed and gunshots mixed with screams sounded in the background, the young woman thought silently.

¿Will Jun-ho be okay? She really hoped so, she had known him for four years and knew that there were times when he could go to extremes to get what wanted.

It was something she loved about him but right now just worried about.

—¿What game are you going to play? —246 asked sitting next to her, momentarily taking her out of his thoughts.

—Gonggi —answered immediately, she was very good at that game, it had been his favorite since she was a child.

The others nodded and continued talking, she didn't go there with the intention of socializing too much.

For starters.

She was only there because Jun-ho had asked her to.

Jun-ho...

She just hoped him could find her and Gi-hun in time.

The policeman had no intention of stopping now, even without having the tracker active and with the fact that apparently someone was sabotaging them from inside, he was not going to stop searching.

The woman he loved was in those games, that wasn't going to be the plan, she was only supposed to be Gi-hun's bodyguard but things didn't go as planned.

—I think we should stop, it's almost time to eat and we're a bit far from the shore.

—We can't be so close now —he said, somewhat irritated and helpless. —Every minute they spend on that island is a danger.

He felt guilty for having dragged her into his own problems.

He remembered the last conversation he had with her before he lost sight of her.

[...]

—We are police officers —Jun-ho said, showing his badge to the guard who was guarding the entrance of the place

—Just like everyone else tonight —the man said with a mocking laugh, pointing at the long line waiting to get into the Halloween party.

Jun-ho didn't have enough patience to tolerate this, so with no other choice he went up to the man and took his gun out of his pocket.

—¿Do you want to see if this is a toy?

The guard stepped back in fear, giving them free passage.

The girl smiled proudly and waved her hand as if it were hot while sighed.

—That's my man —she boasted to the guard as they crossed the entrance. Jun-ho managed to hear her and inevitably a sly smile appeared on his lips.

—We have to find him before they do —he said, referring to Gi-hun searching the crowd but no masked pink guard was visible.

—It will be faster if we separate —she added, taking out her weapon and pointing it at the ground just to be ready in case used it —When we leave here it will be fondue night —she said without losing her charming touch.

It was something they both shared, despite being in tense situations like this, comments like that were never lacking, especially from the girl and that was something Jun-ho adored, her daring was part of what made the policeman fall in love with her.

—Maybe I should drag you into my problems more often —He replied with a smile and separated from her.

The girl was the first to find Gi-hun and surprisingly they let her get into the limo with him.

Jun-ho was unhappy about that but he couldn't change her mind and just when they thought they could intercept the front man of those suicide games they were forced to make a last-minute decision by shooting at the tires of the cars.

[...]

His stomach turned just remembering what people go through inside those games, he trusted that she could survive but the odds of not making him tremble and want to vomit.

—Okay... we'll call off the search —He relented after a few minutes.

He looked up at the sky and asked whoever would listen him to keep the woman he loves alive.

Meanwhile on the island, they had managed to get through the second game alive, she was sitting with Gi-hun's team silently watching around them when 001 sat next to her.

—Hi... —he greeted her with a soft smile, hoping that the mask being Young-il was convincing enough to fool her —I'm curious... if you're a police officer, ¿how did you end up here?

—¿Debts? —She replied with a false smile —My job was to take care of Mr. Seong but it didn't turn out the way I had in mind —she admitted, looking away again but feeling Young-il's intense gaze on her.

—So... ¿you're here as an undercover agent? —he asked, feigning surprise and curiosity.

He himself was the one who gave the order to allow her to also get into the limousine to accompany Gi-hun.

In-ho knew his brother would be worried about her, searching for her relentlessly, but it was inevitable, he needed to meet her in person and be sure how good of an influence she was on Jun-ho.

Or at least he thought it was a good excuse.

—Yeah... —She looked at him silently and attentively when she noticed a certain peculiarity in him appearance —¿Do I know you from somewhere? I feel like I've seen you before...

Him face seemed familiar but she couldn't figure out why. In-ho kept eye contact with her, waiting for her answer.

It was a pity, if she recognize it him had no other option to let her die in the next games but luckily for the girl she denied it.

—Forget it, I'm just stressed ¿And why are you here?

—My wife is sick and pregnant.

She looked at him with pity as he told her his story, it wasn't a lie, it was just that it happened years ago and he couldn't do anything to keep her alive.

—I'm sorry —The girl said after he finished his words.—I promise we'll get out of here and I'll help you as much as I can with the expenses.

The police had money, not to say that she was a millionaire but she lived in a good social status, she was willing to help him only because her heart was softened by him story.

–You barely know me, ¿why would you do that?

—My boyfriend has also had a somewhat hard life and I took this job for a reason, to help others.

She did not consider herself a saint, but if she had the opportunity to do something good for other people, she would do it regardless of the consequences.

—Also... I think I'm pregnant —She said with a small smile.

How chaotic and unfair could fate be that just one night before she was to go to the medical laboratory for her results, she was taken to those games against will.

On the other hand, she could also feel a slight connection with this stranger, which was why she revealed that to him so naturally, but she still didn't know exactly why.

—I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back.

He nodded and watched her leave but his eyes also noticed three other suspicious looking players who followed her into the bathroom.

Without thinking twice he also stood up.

Not even two minutes had passed since she entered the bathroom when a woman grabbed her by the collar of the jacket and threw her backwards, making her fall on back.

–¿You remember me? —the woman demanded, looking at her with disdain and annoyance

—No —She answered standing up.

—You threw my husband into prison and won't be out for another twenty years —The woman pulled out a small pocket knife and another woman stood behind the police girl to hold her —I thought about how to kill you for days.

—Very cute, I still don't know who you are.

Those words only made the woman even more furious as lunged at her and tried to stab her,

Her hard training served her well in this unarmed fight.

But she was counting on another man to come in to help the two players who were trying to kill the young policewoman.

—Three against one unarmed is not fair... —she gasped for air as saw that he had a small opening in his head, her had hit himself on the sink at one point during the fight.

—¡It was also not fair that my husband was sentenced to twenty years in prison for attempted abuse!

—Oh, believe me, I tried to make it forty.

A kick to the face from one of them managed to stun her long enough to give them time to pin her down on the cold, damp bathroom floor.

She couldn't hear clearly what they were saying but when she saw how the man placed himself on top of her, their intentions were quite clear.

She didn't have enough strength to continue defending himself, her felt bleeding from his leg from the knife and the cut on his head hurt, but like a hero coming to save the day, Young-il walked through the door and shouted "Hey!"

That small interruption was enough for her to hit the man in the genitals with her knee, making him move away and moan in pain.

She was too stunned to see what was happening, but before she knew it, he had her in him arms and walked out of the bathroom leaving the two women unconscious on the floor and the man with a bleeding nose.

—¡You should do a better job as guards! —he yelled at the two pink soldiers guarding the door, she didn't know it but that scolding was enough to fire those two.

He carefully led her to the men's room where, due to his front man advantages, he was able to have a guard deny another player access until he said so.

—Thanks... —Her murmured as he dropped her on the ground—But I had it under control.

She let out a giggle that made his ribs hurt, In-ho refrained from laughing, now he had to focus on fixing her wounds.

—Being a police officer you made many enemies —He said while using his jacket with some water to clean her.

—You have no idea.

In-ho continued to clean her wounds and after a few minutes everything was better for her, the girl stood up cautiously because of the wound on her leg and thanked Young-il with a small bow.

—Thanks for helping me, for the second time.

—I hope it doesn't become routine —he said with a soft smile, looking her up and down unconsciously.

When they came out of the bathroom there were suspicious glances but neither of them cared.

It was cute, she liked the way this man treated whenever her found himself in trouble, in a way he reminded her of Jun-ho,

She liked that even though she could defend herself, there was still a knight in shining armor who would arrive in the worst situations.

Young-il, the gentleman who arrived just in time and the only one who knew about her suspected pregnancy.

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drew starkey nswf alphabet (part 2)

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N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) There is no chance that it will touch you after alcohol. That is, when only you are after alcohol. Even though you are in a relationship and even though you trust each other implicitly, THERE IS NO SUCH OPTION. Even if you look at him with your pleading eyes, even dripping, no. Well, unless you are both slightly tipsy and then you land in each other's arms, even more willingly than usual (which is all too strange)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Heck, you guys are even fighting over it. There's no way you're going to get around it without plowing both ways. Drew loves, LOVES to lie between your thighs - oh and you love how he is there, because your man is very talented. But you also take his breath away as you climb into his lap and caress him with your mouth. Let's hope it never ends, right?

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Let's be honest - Drew is a man of a million talents. You want him to fuck you hard, with your face pressed into a pillow, begging for it to stop, even though you don't really want it to - he will. If you're in a romantic mood and want to seal it with sex, he'll be sensual and calm. Whatever you desire

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) If you do not have the opportunity to have sex longer, quickies also are ok. But as I mentioned, Drew doesn't like to skip the “elements” of your intercourse, so quickies are not to his liking. But sometimes you both want it, and what can you do?

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) This man is turning 31!!! (Funnily enough - he turns it tomorrow) We all seem to know very well how well he takes care of his sister-in-law. So it's no wonder he doesn't mind if you don't use protection or are not on the pill. Oh, he would love to have children with you, even if you are quite a bit younger. If you were ready, he could fuck you all night long just to put that baby inside you

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) It depends on how aroused he is. Usually you can easily do two-three rounds if you are not tired. Drew doesn't like to finish after one round, who would he be if he didn't fondle his woman to her limits?

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He has. Not a lot, but I think she keeps a vibrator at her house to sometimes support her actions and improve your sex. He's not some big fan, but he likes to experiment

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) He doesn't do it all that often - in fact, mostly when you're heavily aroused against him, and he (due to the fact that he's quite elderly) takes a little advantage of it. He prolongs with doing you good with his mouth, moves slowly inside you, oh, but how he returns the favor afterwards

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) Oh, he is loud! Drew doesn't suppress his moans, loud breaths or saying how wonderful you are to him, how beautiful your body is and how much he loves you. He is sonorous and I think that is his advantage. Imagine that damn sexy voice of his worshiping you...

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Maybe it's because he's an actor - and such a perversion came out of his work, or maybe he just saw such a thing once in a porn. Drew had the thought, and more than once, of having sex with you as one of his film characters. I don't know, he wanted to get into Rafe's or Trevor's shoes and fuck you like they could (meaning he could)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) Drew has a lot to show off. He's all big, so it's also no surprise that his boxers are constantly bulging. But I guess that doesn't bother anyone, right? Especially in your bed, as you finally feel as full as you should

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) There are times when he can behave himself and tries not to pay so much attention to how sexy his girlfriend is, but this is rare. Even at the family home, he tries to take you aside, at least for a moment to go to the restroom to have a hot kissing session, and then go back to the family as if nothing ever happened. Oh, he can't take his hands off you and it takes so little for him to be at your every beck and call

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) You talk to each other for a long time before you fall asleep, but for Drew, first of all, it is important that you fall asleep first, only then will he feel properly to fall asleep - with the knowledge that his whole world is safe in his arms

A/N: part one if anyone missed it!! i will be very pleased if you leave something behind - orders are open, and I am very close to 600 followers! if you just like my work - take a look at the masterlist, give a heart, pass, and maybe even follow! it really means a lot to me and helps me grow by reaching more people :) please do not copy and translate my works! in case of any issues related to this - I invite you to discuss privately :)

[perkeleen-lavellan]

I feel like with any sincere discussion of Veilguard we should start off by establishing that there are multiple forms of 'fun' as it were, to be had from video games. The main purpose of a video game is, after all, to be fun. To entertain us.

So. With Veilguard I feel the problem is this; Veilguard succeeds at being fun. It succeeds at the kind of actionable fun. Veilguard is fun to actively play for most people. The combat is fun, the level design is fun, the main storyline is fun whenever we get to it. Veilguard offers fun that is quick and instant. I think it was no small feat that BioWare has finally managed to design levels and combat for a Dragon Age game that feels complete. Although I will go to my grave defending the tactical combat of DAO, it is a different more gripping kind of fun that Veilguard's mobility and systems can offer.

But there is another form a fun. The kind of fun you might be more used to associating with a good book. The fun of a story you can't wait to see the end of. The fun of fantasy world building, of seeing the marvel that is an author, or a collection of authors, who know what their vision is, and who are subtle enough to communicate that vision through fiction. The joy of seeing the result of experts building their craft. Environmental clues, implications in dialogue, tone in atmosohere. Seeing a good story unfold is fun, and with video games, which are an interactive audio visual medium how much moreso?

A book is just words, a show on tv is always linear and restricted to what the camera shows us. A video game has a whole three dimensional world that you can move inside of, witnessing the story and world building both passively and actively. A video game has dialogue and characters, who can both drive and narrate the plot for you. A video game can put you inside the world the story is happening in and immerse you in it.

And I feel that Veilguard fails to take advantage of the full breadth of the vast collection of storytelling tools a video game has. The fact that the companion quests and companion writing seems to have been left incomplete, pieces wilting on the cutting room floor when the companions are meant to be the emotional core of this story? The fact that all the factions are presented as unambiguous good guys which leaves them with no depth, their stories woefully superficial and unwilling to engage in any deeper ideas? The fact that vast amounts of world building and lore have been essentially discarded? That is all severely unfun.

So I think it's fair to say that Veilguard is fun and disappointing and not fun. The fun that I had while playing this game was always followed by a collection of things that were not fun. And the most annoying part is the parts about Veilguard which are fun are the parts that are fleeting. That I can find combat in a video game entertaining, extremely entertaining sometimes, is nothing when compared to the staying power of a gripping story with not just good set up and pay-off, but also an immaculate structure supporting that all the way throug.

When I am 80 years old I will not remember fondly the fact that Veilguard was the first Dragon Age game to finally have an actual dodge mechanic. There are always going to be games with fun combat mechanics, Veilguard isn't special for that. But I will remember Solas turning into a dragon sized wolf in a desperate bid to fight a dragon ten times his size, to help the hero he became a villain to. I will remember what it felt like to have a protagonist start off by treating Solas with suspicion, knowing there was no reason to trust Solas but choosing to give Solas a chance to prove himself trustworthy anyway, and Solas breaking that trust. And I'll remember what it felt like to have that protagonist then face Solas again, and make a choice to either be kind or to be just like Solas.

You will sometimes see gamers who say they don't really care about the writing in their games that much, but then their favourite games are things like The Witcher 3, God of War, The Last of Us. The reason they say that is because the writing is so integrally a part of the gameplay experience they don't even realise how much work it's doing. Fun gameplay doesn't matter if there is no reason to continue it.

Do you know what I remember about Dragon Age Veilguard? I remember dreading opening the game and seeing the list of companion quests in my journal that I had no interest in doing, because I had already realised how nothing a lot of them were. And I'm not talking about the gameplay of those quests, I think we've established I enjoyed smacking the bad guys and moving through the levels quite a bit. Oh no. I'm not even talking about the dialogue, not really. It was the stakes. Why were these characters doing these things, and why should I care? There was so little emotional conflict in those early to mid game companion quests.

Do you know how plot structure works when you really boil it down? Conflict is set up -> tension rises -> conflict comes to a head -> tension releases. This is why you need conflict and this is why you need characters to have flaws that they will not self psychoanalyze to a resolution within the first 5 minutes of the story. The realisation of those flaws is the plot! The character overcoming those flaws is the plot. You can't have a story without plot! What are we doing here????

That's how those quests felt. They felt like all the actually meaningful things the writers of these sub-plots had to say got crammed into their final quests. With a couple exceptions. And that's why doing most of the companion quests felt like a chore.

So, anyway, in summary. Remember that a video game contains within itself multiple forms of fun. As many forms of fun as there are ways of interacting with a game.

[anyxis]

I know Kalim is a goofy character in nature, but hear me out. He is the heir of the most powerful family in Silk City, one of the most powerful in the Scalding Sands and I think maybe of the whole world..? I don’t know, maybe I’m reading too much into that last one, but from the way the other guys talk about him it’s really like he is something else, you know?

Anyway, being an heir, like Leona said in book 6, he is learning to manage his influence. But, what if it was a game of some sort. I’m not going at it like « oh no! He is more powerful and smart than Jamil! He was just playing dumb all along! What ever will we do😩😩 » no. Not at all. The angle I’m going at is that he fakes being this naive, easy going type of guy.

I mean, people have been trying to either kidnap him or kill him since he was a kid. He doesn’t have any real friends, because everyone is either looking down on him for getting everything too easily or they want to take advantage of that fact. The only person he really considered a true friend ended up trying to kill him too.

So what does he do? Cry about it and give up on life or fake it till he makes it? He just fakes being happy-go-lucky until he tricks himself into believing he truly is and that everything happening really isn’t that bad. But behind the smile and the laugh and the friendliness, there is still the heir to the Al Asim family.

So what if at some point, during a party hosted by his family, someone says or does something that’s just… too far? His limit was reached and his smile falls from his face and he goes full on heir mode. The aura that starts coming from him is intimidating and his tone is calculated. He is the heir of the Al Asim family and apparently you needed a reminder of that fact. He starts talking about facts, laws and contracts. Starts talking about how such things won’t be tolerated, especially in his home. Starts talking about punishment and the sorts for those who will dare cross them. And so on, and so forth.

And then, he sees a friend. Maybe a guy he had invited from NRC, maybe Leona who acts as a representative for his royal family. And he gets back into his goofy self, all like « oh my god guys! You’re here! Are you enjoying yourselves right now? Is there anything you want? Anything I can get you? »

And everyone just… stares… absolutely terrified to make a wrong move or say the wrong thing. They had never seen Kalim that way and they certainly didn’t want to get on their futur colleagues bad side.

Anyway, food for thought?

[solar-wing]

⚣ BatBro with his BatBros 🦇

⚣ 🦇 A/N → Ah, my first full installment of BatBro headcanons. Where does the time go? Anyway, as we progress throughout these headcanons, you can imagine the characters slowly getting older too. By, the time we get to the end, the reader is at least 18 years old making Damian anywhere between 18-19 years old, since he's a few months older.

⚣ 🦇 Summary → Going from the life of an only child, to having 4+ siblings, can't be easy. Especially when most of those siblings brothers, and those brothers come from a family a crime-stopping vigilantes. What was your mother thinking in leaving you with your dad?

REBLOGS are very appreciated! REPLIES to, I love hearing your thoughts 💛

⚣ ENJOY 🦇

I find it funny that no one has ever thought to take advantage of the fact that Bruce Wayne has created a habit of popping up with a new kid like every couple of years. They could try to offer up their kids to him in hopes of cashing in on the Wayne family's wealth.

And he actively turns away all of them, even if he is tempted a couple of times. At least until he gets to you. Everything was normal until your mom decided one day she was done being a parent and just dropped you off at the front gate and left when you were 9 years old. This is also around the same time Damian ended up in Bruce's care, so you both were now dealing with the fact that you've suddenly got a father you never knew, as well as a brother. Well, brothers, since Bruce did somewhat actually have children before he had you guys. 

She left a note along with your other belongings that said “Trust me. He yours,” with nothing else. Bruce could only stare down at you with that usual grim, but pondering look he had while you just stared back at him. 

“I’d thought you be taller,” was your first sentence towards your dad. One that was vaguely familiar to the billionaire as he rolled his eyes and led you inside the manor.

Obviously, Bruce ran a DNA test and confirmed everything to be true. You were indeed his son, snarky remarks and all. You and Damian must share that quality.

Speaking of, since you and Damian were blood-related, you have a more special bond with each other. Even if he bullies the shit out of you.

Hiding your toys and games all around the manor, stabbing your favorite teddy bears and various stuffed items with his knives and daggers, and I'm just going to throw in that you have a love-hate relationship with Scooby-Doo now.

You love the cartoon, but Damian took advantage of the fact that you may not do well with scary stuff and would make his own costume versions of the villains from the show and chased you around the house with them. They were horrifying and disturbing enough to even unsettle Bruce a little, so you could imagine the early childhood trauma you endured.

People think your fear of clowns stems from the Joker. No, it's from Damian.

It’s always from Damian.

Plus, since you and Damian are around the same age, you both end up in the same grade at the same school. So he always keeps a look out for you and protects you from any bullies, while you teach him how to be more sociable and friendly towards others.

Now, if Damian's closest relationship with another brother outside of you is Dick (who you along with everyone else agree that he is basically Damian's second father), I imagine you have a close relationship with both Jason and Tim for various reasons.

You and Tim connect because you both have very intellectual and detail-oriented minds. You watch Scooby-Doo, so you obviously have an interest in mysteries as well as the Red Robin personality. Whenever he is having a hard time connecting dots to a case or a puzzle, you simply come in, take one look and somehow figure it out. Sometimes, you’ll even just make a random statement that ends up being the key to what Tim is looking for.

Tim and you both have an interest in video games, you a little bit more than him. It was because of you that he even really got into them. Before, when it was just you and your mom, you didn’t have anyone to really play with, besides whatever friends you could find online. So having someone you could play with, especially in person now made you and Tim’s bond that more special.

Also, you’ve made it your responsibility to make sure the guy gets adequate rest and sleep and doesn’t drown himself in caffeine.

“Timothy Drake! It is way past your bedtime. Off the Bat-Computer and upstairs into bed young man.” You yelled, marching downstairs with an amused Alfred towing behind.

Your father and siblings all watched from the sidelines as well, all amused at the sight of your young, tiny body, yelling at a slightly older and taller teenager as if you were his father.

“Um, I’m older than you,” Tim responded while holding on to what had to be his 5th coffee of the evening.

“Do I need to repeat myself?”

“Master Tim, with all due respect, I’d do what the young lad says. He’s already started unplugging and cutting the cords to every coffee and espresso machine in the manor.” Alfred said from behind.

Tim looked at you in horror while you stared at him the look on your face very much communicating a ‘try me if you want to’ message, and that’s when he noticed the pair of scissors in your hands.

“OKAY! I’M GOING! I’M GOING!” Tim shouted, sprinting out of his seat and up to his room. Your brothers were quietly laughing until you turned your head right to them.

“And, what are you three laughing at?! Get to bed right now.”

Now, it was their turn to question you. Cause Dick and Jason were full adults and even though Damian was only a few months older than you, well that was it. He was older than you so he bossed you around, not the other way,

“Woah, there little man. Jason and I, we’re grown. We don’t have bedtimes.” Dick said.

“Yeah, squirt.” Jason voiced right behind Dick with his arms crossed.

“Watch yourself, little brother,” Damian warned.

You raised a subtle eyebrow at them while your father and Alfred both looked at you with curiosity.

Alfred, however, had a little more amusement to his look since he already knew where this was headed.

“Dick, I will never have another brother movie night with you again, and I’ll start going to Jason for brotherly advice instead of you. Also, I’ll tell Kory you were being mean to me.” You threatened your oldest brother.

Dick was both hurt and fearful because how could you even threaten him with something that awful and quite frankly, plain rude and ridiculous. He gave way better advice than Jason! Also, he knew Kory absolutely adored you ever since Bruce brought you to the tower that one time and would not hesitate to put him on punishment as well if she even thought he was being mean to you.

Jason was holding a smug look at your threat toward Dick, that is until your eyes landed on him. “Jason, I know where you keep all of your limited edition books, especially your prized signed copy of Pride & Prejudice. We certainly don’t want that getting in the wrong hands, now do we,” You said, turning to your second oldest sibling. Jason was surprised, and slightly impressed, though also terrified. How could you know?!

You turned to your blood-related brother, who held a bit of an overconfident look as there wasn’t anything you could have over him that would have him actually following your orders. “And Damian, I’m sure you don’t want dear old Dad to know what happened at school last week, now do you?” You said, playing slightly with your fingernails while ‘innocently’ rocking back on your feet as if you weren’t blackmailing your siblings. For noble reasons, of course. They need their sleep!

Your brother was both shocked and angry at your statement. How did you even know about that? The look on his face, well, let’s just say it wasn’t friendly, not in the slightest.

But, to no one’s surprise except your dad, all your siblings silently trudged upstairs without another word.

Bruce looked at you and Alfred with a raised eyebrow as you turned back to face your brooding father, only now you could see his brooding look had a hint of questionable curiosity and amazement. 

“You too, daddio. It’s bedtime, yo.” You rhymed. Apparently, not only was everyone’s sleep tracker, but you had a bit of flow with it too. Someone should get you a record deal. 

You gave your dad a slight hug, your head barely reaching above his waist. You still had growing to do! You’d get there eventually.

Walking back toward the entrance, you also made sure to stop and give the butler a fist bump since he was your secret partner-in-crime. How else would you know where to hit to get your brothers to fall in line? with a slight hug to his side before heading back towards the entrance. 

“Thanks, Alfred,” You said!

“Anytime, Master Y/N.”

Bruce eyed you both suspiciously before he realized what was going on as he watched your small body bounce up the stairs.

“Really? You’re in cahoots with my son, Alfred?”

“Why, Master Bruce, I’m offended. I’d say it was more of a beneficial partnership. Cahoots is for the reckless.” Alfred responded jokingly.

The age-old ending to every mystery novel plays out again, the butler did it.

Though, Bruce was still impressed by how easily your brothers listened to you without a second thought. It takes him a few tries just to get a sentence through their head, and that’s if they were actually listening to him that time.

“Wow, he got Jason to listen to him? I still can’t get Jason to greet me without looking him looking like he wants to punch my lights out.” Bruce commented.

“He has your commanding tone, sir,” Alfred said before backing up the manor himself, “I wouldn’t let Master Y/N catch you back down here, though. I heard he’s got some especially dirty leverage on you.”

Bruce suddenly decided to look at the clock, “Guess it is a little late,” He muttered before rushing upstairs himself.

Speaking of Jason, your relationship with the second adopted Wayne kid had more of a special touch. The Red Hood persona was the brother you really looked up to. You liked and respected how he branched out and followed his own path. Of course, Dick technically did the same, but considering everything Jason went through, he had to be one determined fucker to return to the very life that killed him. And, even though you don't necessarily agree with his 'strategies', you were always standing in his corner.

Though, Jason didn’t take well to you at first. In fact, because Damian left such a bad taste in his mouth after they met; when you two were introduced, he literally ran upstairs and screamed at Bruce about how he was the biggest hypocrite in the world for all those lectures he gave him and Dick about using protection. Richard silently agreed, also remembering his first meeting with Damian. 

Determined to not live with a Damian 2.0, and also thinking he was saving you from a life full of trauma because, in his mind, no one deserved to be raised by someone like Bruce Wayne, Jason attempted to take you down to child protective services. 

Your father was very unhappy when he got a call from CPS later that day and he could clearly hear you sobbing on the other side of the phone just as Jason walked through the front door. He was not the least bit ashamed, at least until you came home and he saw how upset you were.

He apologized and decided to give you a chance, thinking since the whole ordeal actually had you crying, you had to somewhat have a soul, unlike Damian. After some time, you got really close with each other. 

Jason taught you how to fight and defend yourself. He’d read you stories at night from some of your favorite books as well as your own, and he’d always get Damian to back off if he decided to pull another one of his scare antics on you. 

Your second eldest brother was your get-out-of-jail card too, whenever Bruce punished you for something. Though, sometimes, it may have just been better to take the punishment than let Jason pull you into whatever shenanigans he was planning. Considering the fact you and he managed to put an entire city without power for two nights somehow.

"How did you two manage to short-circuit the entire electrical grid in New York?" Bruce asked with you two standing side by side, looking like you just finished sleeping on top of a giant summer barbeque grill.

You both looked at each other before turning back to your stern-looking father, Damian mirroring his expression with his arms crossed and tapping his feet.

"Would you believe us if we said it started over a debate of how to eat fries with ketchup?"

Bruce slapped his forehead to his palm while Damian called you idiots. Tim got that curious look on his face, and Dick couldn't stop laughing for 15 minutes.

Now, your eldest brother, he was definitely someone you could count on no matter what. Being the oldest and having the most Bruce experience out of everyone, he always helped you deal with your Brucie problems or ‘daddy issues’ as you'd like to say.

Truth be told, every kid in this family had daddy issues.

As mentioned before, Dick was your movie-watching buddy, he helped you with your homework and always assisted with any life issues you had going on. No matter how many times you may have threatened the Nightwing persona with such, you always went to him for advice, and there was never really a moment you could think of where you regretted it.

He also helped you learn how to be more agile and light on your feet with your fighting. While your second eldest brother taught you how to use brute force and strength in situations, he gave you the acrobatic style of lessons. Where Bruce and Jason were direct and serious, Dick taught and showed you how to be more of the opposite.

And, whenever Jason wasn't around to get Damian off your back, you'd go to him since he was basically his second dad.

You and Dick together were like two chatty Cathys on drugs. One moment, you could be talking about the movie you were watching, then you’d get into a debate over onion rings vs french fries, somehow landing in politics, somehow ending up in a political debate only to end with the "Are we even real" conversation. And for whatever reason, you swore you could hear Tim itching in his seat whenever that conversation came up.

That boy goes down a lot of YouTube rabbit holes at 2 AM when he’s bored on patrol or not doing anything.

Now, one brother on their own was one thing. Two? Someone was calling the police. Three and you may have to check if your life insurance policy is still good. All four? Pray.

Since you now were officially the youngest, a title Damian was actually happy to pass on despite his warnings to Bruce, that meant you got the most of the teasing, even if it mostly came from your blood-related sibling. But his version of teasing tended to leave you with trips to your therapist so you could do without them.

However, one rule all your siblings and family stuck by, no one, and I mean NO ONE, not even in the Justice League or Titans/Young Justice teams, could mess or pick with you except them.

Everyone in the family was very protective over you. You were surprised to see even Alfred was on that list, though you learned quickly the butler was not one to be fucked with. 

You distinctly remember that one time the Batcave got invaded and Batman made you hide in one of the saferooms, you saw on one of the video monitor screens Alfred whacking the shit outta them with just a rifle.

For that reason, among others, you took a mental note to be careful with how you complimented his cooking in the future.

But seriously, if anyone messed with you, and your family found out, Hell itself would be scared of what would break loose from your home.

A bully from school started picking on you and calling you names and you didn't tell your brothers about it, wanting to handle it on your own. Besides, you could defend yourself. They taught you well.

Until the fateful day you came out as gay, bi, pan, etc., and he called you names that your father wouldn't even repeat, and that man had the title of a playboy.

Well, word spread around the school and got back to Damian, who went back and told your other brothers.

By the next day, Dick had shredded every thread of that boy's confidence. Tim hacked the school files, got his address, and framed him for changing grades in the school. Jason used said address Tim got to pay a trip to the kid's place and shot bullet holes in all his clothes when no one was home. And well, let's just say Damian almost went to jail.

Of course, Bruce was pissed when he found out and had to intervene, but when Damian admitted the reason he nearly got arrested, your father upped his allowance.

Only God could imagine the terror that would unfold the day you started dating.

Oh, and they all call you babybird which you despise.

Don't even get me started on your sisters.

BONUS:

☀️ | Bat Family | ☀️

☀️ | Masterlists | ☀️

[prettyflyforawhitelie]

Hazbin Hotel Beach! Headcanons

Characters: Charlie, Vaggie, Alastor, Angel, Husk, Sir Pentious, Nifty, Lucifer, Adam, Cherri

A/N: Hey guys! I am just so ready for summer to come so I can relax on the beach… so i thought it would be fun to do some beach headcanons for our favorite sinners!

😈🗝️Charlie🗝️😈:

Definitely the one that organized this entire beach day.

Though this is supposed to encourage relaxation, she is sort of stressed making sure that everyone gets along. 

Very adamant that everyone wears their sunscreen.

Drags Vaggie into the water to play around and try to find fish.

Makes sure everything is as perfect as it can get. Snacks? Check. Tons of water and drinks? Check. Umbrellas and tents? Check. Speakers? You bet!

Once she tires herself out, she takes a very well-deserved nap in the sand.

🪽⚔️Vaggie⚔️🪽:

Spend the trip making sure that Charlie finally gets a day to relax and not worry so much.

The second anyone tries to splash her or throw sand at her, a full blown beach battle ensues.

Will definitely be the one to dig holes in the sand and see how deep she can make it.

Was planning on relaxing and sunbathing, but gave in to Charlie's begging to go swimming (and actually enjoyed it a lot).

The second Charlie takes a nap, Vaggie will guard her to make sure that nobody disturbs her needed sleep. 

Makes sure to put more sunscreen on Charlie while she’s asleep so she won’t get burned.

🦌📻Alastor📻🦌:

This man is allergic to the sun.

Like, he’s covered from head to toe in sunscreen, wearing far too much clothing given the fact that he’s at the beach, and hides in a beach tent for the entirety of the day. 

Angel thought it would be funny to toss some sand into his tent until Alastor sent one of his shadows after him and he ran away screaming.

Like… Why did he agree to come??

He does enjoy listening to some of the music that Charlie plays until he realizes that it’s coming from a phone and not a radio (Al, who the fuck brings a radio to the beach?).

The only person that he lets come into his tent is Niffty, because she just over exhausts herself and takes a nap in the shade.

🕷️💖Angel Dust💖🕷️:

Definitely the life of the party.

Is wearing the most stylish bikini and the cuntiest sunglasses, just a total beach diva.

Though Charlie insisted that the only drinks allowed were water and soda, Angel manages to sneak a couple bottles of Beelzejuice so he and Husk can actually have some fun.  

Builds sand castles with Cherri Bomb, gets extremely upset if somebody messes it up.

Absolutely demolishes the competition in a game of beach volleyball (Having 6 arms comes in handy). 

Also wins any sort of swimming contest that Vaggie challenges him to (Again, 6 arms really gives you an advantage).

Definitely sees some cute guys and fake-flirts with them to get Husk’s attention.

♥️🥃Husk🥃♥️:

He’s a cat demon for a reason, any time Angel tries to drag him into the water, the hairs on his back rise and he hisses in disdain. 

The group eventually gives up on trying to get him to swim, letting him relax in the sand instead.

Drinks almost all of Angel's alcohol stash and passes out in the sand, curled into a purring ball, wings protecting him from being burned.

Angel takes a picture of him like this, and when he later finds it in Angel’s room he threatens to kill him if he doesn't immediately get rid of it (secretly thinks it's sweet that angel cares enough to hang a photo of him in his room.)

After much begging, he agrees to play beach volleyball with Angel, Cherri, and Vaggie. He absolutely sucks and gets pissed if anybody makes fun of him for it (except for Angel. He’ll allow it).

Ends up carrying most of the heavy stuff after they decide to leave.

🐍⚙️Sir Pentious⚙️🐍:

Decides to bring his Egg Bois, but ends up worried that they’ll literally cook the whole time so he makes a little hole for them in the sand to cool off. 

“Uhh.. Miss Cherri, would you like to build a sandcastle with me?” “Why? I thought we were mortal enemies, old man!” “Uh.. ummm… because I’m asking EVERYONE to build a sandcastle with me…!”

Hangs out in the water the whole time because it’s much easier to maneuver in water than on sand as a snake. 

Built a machine specifically made to drill holes underground, somehow ends up making an entire tunnel system under the sand. This eventually leads to Vaggie walking on a particularly weak spot on the sand and literally falling into the caved-in tunnel. She was pissed off, to say the least, and banned the use of any “inventions” for the rest of the day.

Really wants to impress Cherri and join in on her volleyball game, but is way too shy. He’ll just cheer her on and admire her from the sidelines.

Loves napping in the sun -  being at the beach is like laying under one big heat lamp, so his cold-blooded self delights in it.

🪳🪡Niffty🪡🪳:

Because there are no bugs for her to kill, she will literally hunt hermit crabs for sport. It’s actually horrifying. 

Sir Pentious soon regrets building the whole tunnel system thing because Niffty starts crawling around in it and jumpscaring people at random. 

Somebody has to have their eye on her the entire time, or she will disappear without a trace and just - become one with the crabs?

Eventually tires herself out and takes a nap in Alastor’s tent (Much to everyone’s relief).

Definitely brings up the idea of going out to get a treat after, like ice cream or snow cones, which surprisingly everyone agrees with. 

Ends up sneaking a few small animals back with her to the hotel.

🍒💣Cherri Bomb💣🍒:

Thought it was lame when Charlie insisted on a “sin-free” trip, but had a little hope when Angel told her about the drinks he snuck in. Got extra pissed when she found Husk passed out with all of the bottles empty.

Was the one who initiated all of the athletic games, she just needs an outlet to blow some steam off.

When she’s not playing in the sun, she lays on her towel and makes designs on herself using sunscreen so she can have some cute marks after she’s done tanning. 

Thought it was adorable that Sir Pentious set up his towel and things suspiciously close to her because it was “the only spot where the sun coated him evenly” (Like what? Dude could not be more obvious.)

Brought a surfboard because she used to love surfing before she died and tries to teach anybody who’s willing to learn. 

Sets off one of her bombs underwater to create the biggest wave anybody’s ever seen (it ends up soaking everybody else, and she has to make it up to them by covering the ice cream bill later).

🐣👹Lucifer👹🐣:

Only came because Charlie insisted that it would be a good father-daughter bonding experience.

Kind of puts everyone on their toes - can they even have fun with the king of Hell watching their every move? (This helps Charlie prolong her nap - nobody wants to joke around or mess with her in front of her dad).

Tensions are high until he joins the volleyball game and shows everyone that yes, the king of Hell can be fun too.

Everyone relaxes after this, but they relax more when Lucifer shyly gives each of them a rubber duck that looks just like them. When Charlie asked him about this, he replied “I guess if they’re your friends, they should be my friends too.”

Has a huge rubber duck inflatable pool float that he brings to float around on.

Claims that he doesn’t like going to the beach, but the matching swim trunks and Hawaiian shirt that he just happened to have in his closet says differently.

🎸👼Adam👼🎸:

Has the original dad bod and will 100% flaunt it and talk about how sexy he is (nobody is listening.)

Wasn’t actually even invited, but he ended up seeing the rest of them there and hoped that he could make them miserable if he hung out just close enough to them.

Steals Cherri’s surfboard and brags about how he’s about to demolish the waves, but absolutely eats shit and will never hear the end of it.

Doesn’t realize Lucifer is there until he sees him glaring at him from a nearby tent and gets scared shitless.

Will deny it if anybody asks, but he’s secretly looking for the perfect seashell to bring back to Heaven and surprise Lute with. 

Everyone genuinely celebrates when he gets bored and finally decides to leave (cue that one duck meme “ADAM!”) 💀

[verystrxxwberry]

Heyo alex... I'd like to request hcs of what turns the ML routes on? Thank you so much! Have a nice day<333

MOONLIGHT LOVERS; What turns the routes on (NSFW)

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 AARON 

The way you say his name breathlessly when making out. He is kissing your lips as if it was the only thing keeping him alive at the moment, sucking on your lip and brushing your tongue against his. Aaron’s hands get bolder as the kisses get more heated, reaching to squeeze your ass and glue your body to his. Feeling his muscular body towards yours, how his hands got a possessive grip, it all made you melt in a sigh. “Aaron…” you whined in between kisses, and that was what caused a big amount of adrenaline to go to the area between his legs. You could hear a sigh from him (sometimes a low groan). He loves hearing your heavy breath.

And if you part your legs to let him press his leg right in between, he is gonna feel truly aroused. 

He loves your scent, and when you have a period of time when your hormones are raging, he's going to know it and he's going to be on the lookout for your scent; he loves it. 

Speaking of hormones... Aaaron is a hybrid, and that includes that on full moon nights he's going to have to keep some distance from you, because just being near you already tightens his pants.

He is an honest person, so will say when he needs you. He likes it when you tease him in public. The moment you simply whisper in his ear what you’d like him to do to you, he’s gonna smirk and place a hand around your hips. “Patience, dear, patience” he’d whisper, giving a little kiss to your ear lobe. Just by his grip you can guess how intense the moment will be.

This also means that he is into dirty talk. He likes the contrast between your casual and somewhat respectful personality you have in front of others, and then when you get to purr about how you’d be jumping on his cock that moment.

Another turn on for him is to give him a chest massage, or caressing his back with your nails.

BELIATH 

Whenever you’re horny, he is. He is an incubus, what do you expect... he can smell your scent, he can feel the desire that is created between your legs, he can hear how your heartbeat accelerates.

Praising his strength. He trains daily and is aware that he has a good body, plus his nature allows him to be much stronger than a human. It's true that many people call him narcissistic for that very reason (which he doesn't mind either), so he loves the fact that you do it in a genuine way. If you happen to mention to him how strong he is the moment he opens something for you, or holds something heavy, the smuggest smile will appear on his face. And chances are he will then carry you in his arms.

Playing his flirting game. It is no longer the fact that you are flirting with him, but that it is YOU who is doing it. When he was single, anyone who hit on him made him feel desire, but now that he's with you.... Beliath knows how to read the environment and knows when it's time to get serious or not, so when he can afford to relax, he will take advantage of it to flirt with you. Even if you sometimes complain or get shy, when you throw comments back at him, he gets very touchy. And if you guide his hands to where you want him to touch you, you'll see him bite his lip to avoid eating you right then and there.

When you get jealous and decide to kiss him in public or do something to mark your possession. He is handsome and, unluckily, the human world is filled with a lot of disrespectful people who won’t care if he is well accompanied by his partner. If someone flirts with him, he is going to consider that person to not exist and keep his attention on you. But, oh… the moment he sees you want to show those humans that he is yours, he is even gonna moan. “That was so hot of you to do.” he'd confess short after.

When you get frustrated by his teasing. And this doesn’t mean crossing any boundaries, ever. He learnt that he will never do anything without your consent. It’s simply that teasing you until you are so needy that you practically beg him for more, fuels him with a feeling of satisfaction and arousal that he couldn’t even be able to explain. 

VLADIMIR 

Praise. This man lives in constant stress, and being with you is his one moment of peace a day. When he is with you, you can discover his most vulnerable side. And he is a pleaser during intimate moments. So hearing your genuine praise only gets him to do anything to please you, which also pleases him. You could even hear small gasps or even whimpers once you praise him.

When you caress his hair and accidentally pull his hair softly.

The way you smell after a shower makes him somehow aroused, even more when he is able to hug you from behind as you are still wearing the towel. Then he’d give small kisses to your shoulders and neck, sighing at how pleasant the smell of your shampoo was, or how warm your skin was at that moment. 

Showering with you is so intimate for him that he still gets nervous even if you’ve been doing it for a long while. He likes intimacy, and will only get aroused if things do get heated on its own. Usually, he is the one who cleans himself, because you both found out that the first time you did, his dick reacted maybe a way too much. 

He is actually scared of getting intimate constantly in case he makes you uncomfortable or tired of him.

When you are actively listening to him, it makes his heart melt. As I said, you are his safe spot, and that means he shows himself more naturally. He rants a lot about things like flowers, past experiences or plans he has for the mansion. He loves it when you ask questions about it or he finds you looking at him with attention, it makes him feel warm and more connected to you. That makes him more close to you. He absolutely adores it.

RAPHAEL

He takes things slow and he can get in the mood with not very sexual stuff. He isn’t a pervert, of course, but he finds natural and gentle stuff more arousing than someone who is very dirty (such as Beliath). That doesn’t mean that during sex you can’t be dirty. Be, he is gonna love it anyway.

His neck is very sensitive, and kisses in there make him really really flustered. Whenever he is reading in braille and you are doing your own stuff (quality of time works a lot for him!). He is already relaxed by your presence and the sound of your breathing. But he wouldn’t expect that you’d give him some light kisses on his neck. He immediately tilts his head to the side and sighs. 

Confidence. There is nothing more Raphael likes than when you show confidence in your words or actions. He finds it very attractive and it is something that makes him very happy that you are his. You might even notice that while you are explaining something, confident in yourself, he would be stroking your back as a way of communicating his pride for you. 

He feels attracted by your voice, so any subtle change to flirt with him makes him feel butterflies. Your tired, sleepy or morning voice is really appealing.

When you sit on his lap to caress his hair. It might start as something innocent at first hand, and it will remain like that most of the time. But sometimes he buries his head on the crook of your neck, as he caresses the back of your thighs and tries to remain calm. And somehow it will end up in a making out session, having you on his lap and feeling how badly he wants you.

ETHAN

When you try to be silent when he is physically teasing you. He loves to tease you when he is being the big spoon, caressing your weak spots now that he is able to do so, chuckling whenever you squirm. The sloppy kisses on your neck as his hand are caressing and squeezing your thighs, making you bury your face into the pillow to moan softly at such teasing. “Oh…? What a beautiful sound from you…” he'd purr, as his hand goes to the forbidden place, right where he could steal some more moans from you.

When you play with his hands. He likes to feel your soft touch on his body, even if it distracts him a lot from his normal thoughts. 

When you hug his arm for warmth. He likes to feel how you glue your chest to his arm as you search to get warm, his hand pinching your abdomen every now and then.

Bratty attitude. Someone who argues back. If he is trying to argue and you simply answer back, he is gonna start feeling the tension building. It will most likely be when the context isn’t too serious, because sometimes he starts arguments in which he is incorrect… and he is aware. But seeing how you defend your statement with that frown and the way the environment is filled with tension only gives him the urge to throw his claws at you.

And he’d do that, kissing you so you get quiet and saying “what a little mouth you have here… saying too much things. What if you gave it a better use?” As he caresses his thumb over your bottom lip <33.

Something about you doing intense eye contact with him. Be communicative with him with your physical language. 

Whenever you dress elegantly it makes him twitch under his pants.

Remember I mentioned you distract him from his normal thoughts? When you caress his thigh, he parts his legs unconsciously, and if you give slow strokes in that area, going dangerously down his thigh… he'd cross his legs, one over the other, trying to hide the growing bulge on his pants

IVAN

Seeing you wearing his clothes is such a cute and attractive view for him. He can’t stop looking at you up and down, you’d even have to remind him that your eyes are up and not down-... “Sooorry… you look so damn good tho.” he’d say as he wraps his arms around your waist for a hug. 

He can’t take his eyes out of your body, excuse him…

He gets boners every now and then without even wanting it, and trust me, he has a bad time. Even more if it is in public. He sits down wherever you two are, placing a part of his shirt over his lap and doing groaning noises as he squirms “nnnoo… wait, darling, I’m having a hard time here…”

If you sit on his lap and by any chance you dare to adjust your position or do anything that makes pressure or grinds right against his dick, he is gonna faint. No, not literally. He might need a few seconds to control his heartbeat and think about other things that prevent him from getting excited down there.

If you are one of those people who are not so shy after all.. Damn he’s gonna love your bold side showing from time to time. (If you aren’t, he’s gonna love you anyway)

Whenever you wear something red he can’t take that view of you from his mind. 

NEIL

Doesn’t this old man have erectile dysfunction atp…

Whispering in his ear. He likes the intimacy of you speaking in a low tone to him as your face is close to his. The eye contact he is able to make as you are so close, the way he can make you nervous by his intense stare, the feeling of your warm breath near his face. It is very erotic for him.

When you make excuses to touch him. “I’m cold, Neil…” as you hug him, “you got your braid messy” as you caress and massage his head, “Your shoulders seem tense…” as you caress his back and massage his shoulders. God, he sighs whenever you do that. He plays along as he is if he was believing your excuses, allowing you to touch him, after all… it’s a win-win. You touch him, and he receives your lovely touch.

When you are elegant. He loves to see you being polite to others, to see how you speak with delicacy and that formal smile on your face. Oh, and that's going to result in a reward from Neil at the slightest moment you're left alone with him.

Especially, when you finally get to your room and he sits you on one of his legs. “What a good little one you were there. It was really sexy to see you act like that.” He’d say in his usual hoarse, deep but monotone voice, which only makes him more attractive.

Whenever you wear something that reveals your collarbones. He caresses them a lot casually, like wrapping an arm around your shoulders and resting his fingers on your collarbone. He caresses the shape and looks at them every now and then. 

Also the view of you wearing tight pants, he can’t help staring at your ass for a long while. And even if you turn around and catch him staring, he will simply grin. You can see how his eyes wander towards your legs every now and then.

[puppyscatorccio]

a thought about lottienat based on s2, but like - what if you're nat's closest friend (nat could be trans or fem) and they're rlly protective over you that nat tries to ward you off from lottie's beliefs/rituals becaue nat thinks its bs and it won't do no good but lottie sees this and grows poss/obsessive towards you? full on corruption kink and just being a pervert

anon, i'm gonna hold your hand when i say this: you're a genius. i tried my best to do justice to this lovely idea. / mdni, transmasc!nat & transfem!lottie, cnc

nat was your closest friend, even before the crash. you guys knew eachother since you were kids, so it was natural that he was your closest friend on the team. hanging out together after games, spending weekends together, it was just natural routine.

your friendship didn't change much when the plane crashed. in fact, it brought you closer than ever. you relied on eachother for comfort through the hard times and you helped him hunt. you weren't nearly as good as him, but you tried.

things only changed when winter rolled around. it was impossible to find food, and you could tell nat was growing frustrated with the group feeding onto lottie's beliefs. it all got so, so much worse when he saw lottie trying to convince you to join their morning prayer. the last thing he wanted was for lottie to get her hands on you, to convince you to listen to the trees or whatever other bullshit they did.

he didn't even think, just shoved himself between you and lottie like a protective barrier, grumbling about how you weren't interested. though lottie found it funny, she decided to let it slide that time. but whenever nat wasn't around, she'd corner you, telling you to join her and that nat was being unecessarily skeptical. it was satisfying to her, watching how you thought so hard about it, not wanting to disappoint your best friend but also being a little afraid of lottie. she was taking full advantage of it.

it doesn't take too long for nat to notice how different you're acting. you're pulling away from him, quieter than usual, and he won't have that. when you guys are out hunting, he pushes until you give in, telling him that you're thinking about joining in lottie's rituals. as expected, he hates that idea.

"what, so you wanna talk to the fucking trees and wind now? can't you see that this is a bunch of bullshit?" "no, i'm not gonna let you do that. they're clearly fucking insane, i'm not gonna watch you go down this path too."

first thing in the morning, lottie is dragging you to the prayer circle. you go, but the guilt gnawing at your chest hardly lets you focus on anything. you can feel nat's gaze burning on you, so full of anger and hurt. the moment you get back inside the cabin, he's on you. "was it fun? are you gonna start drinking blood next?"

he's ready to scold you like you're a clueless child, but with lottie watching so closely, he decides against it. it's better to not cause any huge fights, not now. but he lets it simmer, his anger growing with each time you go along with their weird cult bullshit, putting a strain on your friendship. he wants to protect you, but it's hard to when he sees you falling for this so easily.

lottie doesn't waste that opportunity. with your friendship with nat getting more and more complicated, she comes in as a savior for when you're troubled. comforting you, hugging you when you need, gentle touches that slowly turn bolder. she can see your discomfort, but she doesn't seem to care much, slowly convincing you that it's okay, this is all necessary. it builds up to the point of her dragging you outside and pushing you down on the snow, pounding onto your hole like a feral animal because "it's what the wilderness wants. don't you want to please it?" and it doesn't take long for it to become a constant thing.

nat craves to be there for you, to grab you by the shoulders and yell in your face that it's bullshit, to beg for you to come back to him. he misses you to the point that it feels like there's a hole in his chest, but every interaction is short-lived and awkward, with lottie always watching over you. sometimes, he wishes he could just punch her in the face, maybe punch you too to knock some sense into your head.

it's a constant push and pull, trying to keep your friendship with nat afloat while also pleasing lottie. trying to balance the both of them feels harder than surviving, sometimes.

[yandere-romanticaa]

Daichi wasn't the kind of guy to initiate physical affection in public but he was never opposed to it either. You got a pass for pretty much anything as long as it wasn't too crazy of course. A kiss on the cheek, holding hands, even something just a smidge risque went back and forth from being tolerated to downright wanted. Daichi was always such a softie when it came to you and it felt as though the sky was the limit.

His perfect blue sky quickly turned dark once he saw you being sweet with other people though.

It's fine, he would tell himself. (y/n) is just like that and I can't change it, he would try to reason with his overly paranoid mind. But seeing you act so carefree around guys such as Nishinoya and Tanaka - it drove him up the wall. His anger was bottled up and he never said anything, ever. As much as he hated to see just how close the three of you had gotten there was still a tiny smidge of patience left in him. Why? Because he is the team captain, that's why. No one in their right mind would go after you, even if those two clowns did have feelings for you they simply wouldn't do anything out of respect for him.

Their team captain.

That gave him some peace of mind as he watched the three of you goof off 24/7 and besides, having you around kept the morale high. It was an absolute win when he stopped to think about it - you get to help the team in any way you could meanwhile Daichi could keep an eye on you without worrying about your whereabouts. It really was the best possible outcome of this particular situation.

Pity that was only the case for practice though.

You had classes and other places to be, Daichi couldn't keep you on a leash no matter how tempting it was sometimes.

Ever since Karasuno picked up steam and became more popular as a result a lot of people started to ask questions and most of them turned to you because it was the most logical thing to do. You were in a relationship with Daichi, the beloved team leader, of course people were going to swarm all over you eventually.

Things quickly turned sour once Daichi picked up on the fact that some people had more wicked intentions. Be it to use you to get some information out of you or to steal you away from Daichi, both were horrible and it made him want to vomit his own blood. He would pace back and forth in his room, pondering on what he should do. Countless hours of sleep are lost as his mind wavers, paranoia seeping into his pores as his classmates keep asking what the hell is wrong with him and can he please stop making that scary face, it's disturbing.

After a little while though, Daichi has an epiphany. He can't go full on jealous boyfriend on his teammates because that would cause problems both inside and outside the court. Everyone else though?

They were fair game.

Don't get him wrong, he's not going to be some super creepy boyfriend who is going to take up all of your time (even though he wants to be just that but you won't ever catch him saying that out loud) but when someone else approaches you he can be as mean as he wants to be. He spent years training his nerves on morons such as Tanaka, he can be either the most condescending person to have ever lived or the rarer route of him just going for the kill.

Figuratively or literally, it would depend on the situation and person.

... no killing would be ideal though.

He has mastered the art of scary looking faces, people have literally ran away from him in the past because he's just that scary when he's mad. He is strong, he is smart, he knows how to utilize everything he has to his advantage.

And you won't even know just how jealous of a guy Daichi really is.

[linkemon]

Miya Chinen (selfship)

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~ You met Miya when he started first grade at a new school. He was sitting alone in a desk and you, being the life of the party, decided to start a conversation. At first, he wasn't very talkative but that changed pretty quickly. Mainly because you also knew how to value silence.

~ You used to listen to music and drift off to very boring subjects. Sometimes he would join in even though he had to give up his headphones. You exchange favourite songs.

~ Your laziness is evident in the fact that you do your homework late at night. The boy usually joins you and you ponder over your homework together. He does best in math, so if you need help, he'll text you back but nothing more. He's no good at explaining. He has no patience.

~ You guys argue quite often. It's usually just minor arguments like what kind of food you think is better. Last time you were there to check it out, poor Joe cooked you an Italian meal for free because he couldn't stand you.

~ Being called a slime is commonplace.

~ You visit animals very often. Chinen loves cats. You bought yourself a hoodie with cat ears to match him. His reaction when you first put it on was priceless. He wanted you to take it off because someone would think you were a couple. He blushed and quickly skateboard away.

~ He totally understands that you spend a lot of time on electronic devices. He himself never goes anywhere without his phone and carries his console everywhere. He'll happily talk to you about a new anime episode or game.

~ He doesn't mind watching horror movies. He's ready at any time just to prove he's not scared. However, you see that he sometimes jumps at the sight of monsters. You want him to keep coming so you pretend not to see the popcorn scattered all over the couch.

~ He gets jealous of your attention. You really admire his new friends, especially Langa. Miya once grabbed your hand and pulled you away from them, claiming he was way cooler.

~ Miya tried to discourage you from skateboarding. He would sometimes make nasty remarks. It was all caused by a situation from the past. One time you simply said that either he would stop or your friendship would end. You didn't talk to each other for a few days. Chinen couldn't take it anymore and went to the guys for advice. Then he went straight to you and apologized. He was afraid that you would become like his old friends and leave him as soon as you realized that you were much worse than him.

~ After that incident, he took you to the zoo as an apology. At first, he pretended to be an adult but as soon as he got to the section where you could pet the animals, his childish nature came out. He only got angry when a llama spat on him and you had to quickly run home so he could change his shirt.

~ You laughed at him, so he got really angry. To make up for it, you bought him a cake at the cat cafe. He really liked it and it felt like a date but there was no way he would tell you that.

~ He complains about your clumsiness but tries to catch you as much as possible in case you walk into a pole because you were lost in thought on your way home from school. He'll usually say "I told you so."  if he warned you about something and you failed.

~ He has no qualms about taking advantage of your artistic soul. If he changes something in the design of the board, he will come to you to design something. Then together you will go to DOPE SKETCH to look at paint colours and circles.

~ Miya is reluctant to admit to others that he likes you. Recently, his mother has started asking him about you and he defends himself with arms and legs that you are just a friend. However, when he goes to bed after the races, he remembers your face full of admiration after winning. He himself does not know exactly what this feeling is yet but he likes it very much...

[madelynhimegami]

Atari Guide

Y'know, for a number of reasons, I can't call this post "done." But also I've had this all written since before the Lidelle summary so... eh. Let's just post it and I can make an expanded post later down the line

Atari is an absolute disaster, in the best possible sense of the word.

General consensus puts her at the 18-20 age range. Her speech suggests someone fresh out of high school and lucky enough to land her dream career first try.

Said career being "spacetime detective." An encounter with one in her past (heavily implied to be Seo) inspired her to pursue that.

She seems to view detectives as heroes. They're the good guys that catch bad guys and help the civilians smile again by resolving their problems.

The cop dramas she watches probably have something to do with it.

In Japanese, "atari" means "tackle," "full force," "impact," "bullseye," "on-target," or "jackpot," depending on the context. Atari often takes advantage of that fact and puns accordingly.

These puns have more than once turned a self-introduction into a brief Who's On First sketch.

(God only knows how that's gonna be handled, if at all, should she ever have dialogue in a localized game.)

Matching with that tendency to make those kinds of puns, Atari is extremely eager and enthusiastic. When she decides on doing something, she'll go at it full-force.

(The downside to this is that once get gets her momentum, it's difficult to redirect her)

She's quite strong and athletic. Not on the scale of Rulue, but she can overcome whatever sort of gravitational pull a hole in space and time has, and can swim fast enough to match a shark.

Atari loves food. She has a ridiculous appetite and will start eating anything offered to her. And a lot of her thoughts tend to end up gravitating back to food sooner or later.

Her favorite is onigiri.

Atari is earnest, polite, and optimistic, but she's a bit of a space cadet. She tends to get details mixed up and act without planning or thinking.

Did I say she's a space cadet? I mean Atari is completely unhinged. Her untamed energy leads to her saying and/or doing things that are stupid yet hilarious.

Her verbal filter and volume control are highly questionable and her focus on the thoughts she gets is almost impossible to stop.

It's taken her a few reminders to not blurt anything out about knowing people she's met on different cases on different worlds.

Atari's gotten better at observation and deductive reasoning since she joined the STDA, even if she's still non-sequitur prone.

Appropriately enough, the more absurd the case, the better she is at solving it.

She's resourceful, and good at figuring out solutions to the immediate problem with the tools she has available.

She's pretty self-aware. Combined with her unchecked optimism, Atari is known to boast about her inability to perform a given task.

Her optimism isn't infalliable. Sometimes it borders on toxic in an especially bad situation.

Atari is easily impressed by the accomplishments of others, no matter how minor (or whether it was something she should have already been able to do). It drives her to push herself further.

Some bonus samples:

[teddybearsandspaceships]

Again, way too detailed notes about a Cleo stream (15.3.2024) because it was great and I want to remember. (Please Cleo upload your VODs again please.) Featuring an Ancient City, Hermit scariness ratings, a new Emerald Daddy, and Life series reminiscing with the Clockers.

Plan for today: Ancient City raiding!, to get books

She´s definitely going alone because Ancient City raiding on her own is terrifying but you know what else is terrifying? The other people on the server.

The only person on the server Cleo is afraid of is False. Not Gem, Gem´s a kitten. False could take Cleo in a fight and kill her dead, but more importantly False can scare Cleo because she´s quite sinister. 5am Pearl is kinda cute. “can kill you, probably won´t,” if you entertain her. Cub isn´t scary either, the only thing to be scared of with Cub is the grind. Doc is 95% bark.

(In hindsight, finding a Swift Sneak II book so early is a tease knowing that it´ll be the only one.)

Chat is way more scared of the Ancient City than Cleo is. Worst that can happen, you summon a warden, you die, and your gear despawns, so what. Cleo thinks people are trying to freak her out and scare her into making mistakes.

This stream was right after or during Mumbo´s video on Hermits´ weird playing habits came out so there were plenty of questions about Cleo´s set-up. Cleo defends their choices, also they have a desk now.

Hypno drops by to show off his new armor and announce a raid. Cleo calls Cub her Emerald Daddy because he supplies her with emeralds.

Hypno drops off a shulker full of emerald blocks for Cleo, for free. Cleo then tells him he gets free books now. Hypno is astonished and delighted, and asks for a written voucher. Cleo writes him one and calls him Emerald Daddy too. Cleo: “Double Emerald Daddy, I´m good.”

Cleo won´t tell her fellow Hermits that they´re great to their faces because it would ruin her tough guy image.

Fun in chat: Etho sleeps. Bdubs: “sorry dad” Etho: “son I am at your place to give you a scolding” Bdubs: “be right up” – Cleo is sorry she saw that

Cleo discovers Joel´s glow ink shop and the glow squid Joel built from candles and is delighted. Joel is now her absolute favorite person. Armor stand buddies!

Taking advantage of the fact that all words are made up, Cleo makes a few more hoppadingdongs

Bdubs demands quiet because he and Etho are about to record one of their famous Bdubs-and-Etho clips. Cleo says they should get in a group. Etho: “Mum is so bossy, right Bdubs?” Bdubs: “She´s so bossy.” Cleo: […] *hits him* “Don´t talk to me that way.” Bdubs: “I´m sorry.” Cleo: “You will be.” Bdubs: “I´m sorry. That was a no-no, I´m sorry.” Etho: “Never talk back to your mummy.” Bdubs: “No, never.” Cleo: “Yeah, you two role-playing this thing again, it´s weird.” Etho, laughing: “You´re done with it, aren´t you, Cleo.” Cleo, also laughing: “I´m done with it. I was kind of done with it when it started, to be honest.” Bubs: “That shows your level of commitment.” Etho: “I feel like we move on from it and then Scar brings it up once in a while, and then Bdubs…” Cleo: “Me and Etho are kind of over it, so…” Bdubs: “Really? I saw Joel today and I thought, this is my uncle.” Etho: “Baby-sitter, right?” Cleo: “Cousin.”

Cleo offers to mute again but Bdubs asks her not to, having her there is great. Like audience chatter.

Bdubs shows Etho and Cleo his scaffolding challenge as his shop advertisement. Etho: “He´s so clever.” Cleo: “He is, he´s a genius. That´s our special boy.”

Bdubs starts his spiel: “You think you´re so cool…” Etho: “I thought I was…”

Bdubs wins the first game because Etho has trouble ringing the bell. And the second one. Cleo soon realizes that it´s easy to make Bdubs lose by sabotaging the scaffolding. Bdubs swears Etho and Cleo to secrecy about this easily exploitable weakness.

Cleo keeps talking about how wealthy they are. Very profitable shop, after all! (…true but I saw Cub´s stacks of diamond blocks the next day. Fear the grind.) Cleo bankrolled Etho already.

After a conversation about pricing Etho tells Cleo they have to teach Bdubs about peer pressure. Then remembers that “she doesn´t like it when we do that, we gotta stop.” Cleo says it´s fine. (Yay boundaries.)

Cleo asks Bdubs for a horse. Bdubs accuses Keralis of fraud (secretly swapping the horses people bought from him if they don´t buy the extended warranty.) Cleo asks if Keralis is gingering his horses. They talk about the meanings of the word, and why ginger is also used for red-heads. Etho: “Is it ´cause gingers are spicy?” Moment of silence. Cleo: “…sure?” Bdubs: “Yeah…” Etho: “I think we nailed it.”

Some talk abut spelling variations. “You can just say you don´t know how to spell, Etho, it´s fine.” And then talk about British dialects, how they drop the “t” in the middle of words (or phrases). Etho and Bdubs try to imitate it, badly. They don´t seem to understand what “in the middle of a word” means.

Shopping district talk, and some reminiscing about Shade-E-E´s. Cleo steered clear because she didn´t know Etho very well back then. Etho has a different glass prank in mind for this season. Etho and Bdubs also remember an end rod exchange thing they did, they neither remember what started it or how it ended. 

Cleo: “I feel like you´re not spiteful enough, Etho.” He lets too much go. Bdubs protests that Etho lets it go with him, because they have a history – Etho: that´s right – but to anybody else Etho is very spiteful. Cleo: He´s never been particularly spiteful to me, “and I deserve it.” Bdubs, dismissive: nah. Etho: “Well, to be fair, Cleo *builds up a dirt wall like he did between them in Third Life* I am kinda scared of you.” Both crack up. “You´re not necessarily who I wanna be poking.”

Cleo clarifies that the reason why False is the only one who scares her is because False is very quick on the insults. Cleo can be fast, but False can be faster. Bdubs: “Now I´m scared.”

Etho tells Bdubs the story of why he´s scared of Cleo: “I always viewed Cleo as, like, sweet, innocent, you know, quiet…” Cleo cracking up. It was because Cleo stole Pizza, for no reason. “She was laughing the whole time, like a crazy psycho.” Cleo: “It´s a llama.”  “I just thought it was interesting, I had a complete shift of what I thought of you at that moment.” Bdubs: “Yeah, she can do anything.” Bdubs was also shocked at that moment. They hadn´t talked about it, Bdubs just supported her in her plan to cause trouble. Stealing Pizza was more of a crime of opportunity because Scar didn´t want to talk to her and left Pizza there. “Bold move.” “It´s just Scar.” Etho reminds everyone that the Life series was fresh at that point, they know now that this sort of thing happens but they didn´t then. Cleo didn´t know most of the people in the series very well so she went full-on chaos gremlin. She blames Bdubs.

Etho repeats that that´s when his perspective on Cleo shifted. “And it never shifted back. Like, the more stuff she did, it just got further in that way.” Cleo can understand that: she got worse, as time went on, chaos-gremlin-wise. Etho: now we´re in season ten of Hermitcraft, she´s stealing villagers… Cleo points out that it wasn´t her idea, but admits that she fully embraced it. Etho isn´t sure he would have, Bdubs says he wouldn´t have. Cleo: “What´s Doc going to do to me.” Bdubs: “Uh, have you seen the sand dial?” Cleo: “Have you seen what´s inside it?” Bdubs, clearly grinning: “Oh, yes, yes.”

Scar is online and Bdubs invited him over to find out if he was actually upset about Cleo stealing Pizza. Scar arrives on his horse, but stays away a few blocks. Etho walks up to him: “You may approach, Scar.” Scar ender-pearls up to them. Bdubs asks how mad he was at Cleo over Pizza, Scar claims he was looking up tickets to the UK to seek his revenge. “Pizza meant more than I can express.” Does a whole sad monologue. Cleo and Etho think it was funny, Scar demands they take it back. Worse, and what also really threw Etho, when Scar asked Cleo to her face if she stole Pizza she denied it.

Cleo: “Yeah, but I´ve had my punishment now, ´cause now I´m your mother forever.” Scar just realized: “The family! What a wonderful moment.” Etho: “Out shopping together.”

Scar has to wait for Skizz to enforce rules in the shopping district, but Skizz is off on the high seas. Scar: “What if the boat went down.” “What the hell, Scar!” “That´d be awful!” Scar imagines it as, you float for a while, maybe see a shark, then get rescued in a helicopter. Cleo: you might see someone else die, while you survive ´cause you´re the main character. Scar asks after a Titanic character and is surprised Etho immediately knows her name because Etho is usually bad with movie references.

Cleo: “I would never do anything to you guys, you´re my family.” Bdubs: That´s sweet.” Scar: “That was sinister.” Etho: “Trolls us.” Cleo: “Correct.”

Scar got a tip to keep a horse from wandering off inside a circle of berries from an e-mail. Only the best things come from e-mails.

Bdubs tries to prove scaffolding superiority to Scar. Etho and Cleo support the pitch. Scar is disappointed by mom and dad. Etho and Scar agree to give it a try sometimes. Bdubs says Tango puts redstone on scaffolding sometimes, Etho is horrified. Etho shows them that you can use scaffolding to clutch a fall. Scar tries it because it would also work on leaves – unfortunately Etho forgot to tell him that you need to crouch and he dies. He´s not going to be happy, but ultimately it was clearly his own fault. It´ll take him a while to come back, Bdubs feels like he should go get him but Etho and Cleo need to leave.

[liannelara-dracula]

Shu Sakamaki in Real Life HCS

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Prompt

Requests are open

Rules

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🎻I probably won’t have much to say because I find his character to be ugh sometimes but I can’t imagine not creating hcs abt this mf.

🎻But it is difficult to come up with things about him, ngl.

🎻Anyhow, if you guys have seen these irl hcs before you’ll know I’m mostly sharing with you my general thoughts, and formulated opinions on this character so here we go!

🎻Okay, so I’m sure we all know he’s the heir and a prince of the vampire kingdom (I know its weird.) And I just have to say this because I don’t say it enough, I really feel like he acts differently in the demon world because he knows his dad will be mad.

🎻So you can expect Shu to be much more expressive as he is the heir, he represents his father and so he needs to be “lively”.

🎻 That being said, he attends gatherings, banquets, and many other events that his father may want him to.

🎻I will say that when he is in the demon world it is much different as he doesn’t act like himself.

🎻Apart from him is still the same in the sense that he is still a pervert.

🎻I mean we know he’ll be with low-ranking vampires or whatever just to get some.

🎻 After all, he has somewhat of an ego even if he doesn’t show it.

🎻So you know he most definitely does believe that because he is the heir he can move from one girl to the next with no strings attached.

🎻All for his advantage of course.

🎻Also speaking of his royalty life I really want to mention the fact that he is very annoyed by all the attention the girls give him.

🎻He literally can’t wait till he goes back to the human world where it's much quieter.

🎻However as a royal he does enjoy the theatre because he can hear classical music.

🎻In fact, he loves it most when he can watch the ballet performances.

🎻If there’s one thing he loves most it’s watching girls do ballet.

🎻He loves watching them practice especially because you know he’s a thigh guy. Apart from being an ass man.

🎻This is honestly where he might take an interest in a girl who's probably a dancer.

🎻I’ve literally made an aesthetic about this here.

🎻And you can read a lot about how he is at school in the demon world here. 

🎻Oh btw he sleeps in only his underwear, that’s just how I see it. (and it's actually canon, I was laughing when I found out I was right.)

🎻I will say that he doesn’t laugh very often, he’ll just have a chuckle that makes anyone uncomfortable but when he full-on laughs it's so fucking rare.

🎻And it freaks out almost anyone, it even got Yui.

🎻He is such an ass I feel like he trolls anyone in, anyway, he can.

🎻His hair is so tangled and I bet he doesn’t wash it that often because he’s lazy

🎻He smells like cotton/linen and a bit of dust.

🎻The best actor to play him would be Toby Regbo.

🎻However the model I found on Pinterest is also a great representation of what he’d look like.

🎻In terms of attitude he really reminds me of Robert Pattinson because he trolls so much. 

🎻The best way to bribe him is with steak, I swear it works every time. 

🎻And I bet my entire ass that Reiji uses it for when he needs big favors.

🎻He loves to be comfortable so I feel like American Eagle, Hollister, Old Navy, and H&M are his go to.

🎻I know he loves cardigans so much so he’s probably extremely picky about the kind he buys.

🎻That’s why he only has three, this is actually canon, I believe it was in one of the game translations in Reiji’s route where he was looking for his jacket and asked Reiji. And Reiji told him it can’t be that hard to find since he has only three, lol.

🎻And idk why but I just feel like he miss places them all around the house.

🎻I also think he keeps so much junk under his bed.

🎻“Huh, I don’t remember that being there.”

🎻If he gets really hot, he just throws his cardigan under the bed.

🎻He once owned a cat, it's not that he went out of his way and bought one. It sorta followed him and so he started to take care of it a little. It lived outside mostly because Reiji wouldn’t tolerate it, but occasionally Shu kept the cat in his room.

🎻He has no idea where the cat went and whether or not it's alive since he hardly kept watch of it.

🎻Although he sometimes wonders where it went, and I think he liked the cat since she sometimes got into Reiji’s things. It was amusing to say the least.

🎻Forgets he puts his music sheets on his bed and ends up sitting on them.

🎻That’s why they’re always somewhat crumbled and folded.

🎻Never makes his bed, he just throws the blanket on and thanks to the butler the room is kept clean.

🎻Otherwise it’d end up like Ayato’s room, to which the butler can never keep up with.

🎻Because he loves music he has vinyl records, and countless CDs in some boxes he keeps under his bed.

🎻He keeps a couple of his favorite books which are in Latin.

🎻Something also tells me if he had a journal, he’d write only Latin because none of his brothers can.

🎻Because he used to be a cashier, he still has his name tag from then and his worker vest.

🎻He keeps in hidden in a corner of his closet.

🎻Speaking of which his closet is so empty and he literally has repeats of the same pants and shirts.

🎻It’s mostly because they were on a good sale.

🎻He will wear the same clothes for like three days or more and not even change out of them.

🎻Doesn’t brush his hair, just goes to school with bed head.

🎻Keeps his door locked so triplets don’t think about pranking him with some clown-related things since he has a fear of them. It's mostly because he’s learned that the hard way.

🎻It's also because he fears they may bring in a caterpillar.

🎻I could totally see Yui trying to feed a caterpillar and he’d flip out in panic and leave immediately. 

🎻He never will admit to his fears and covers them up quite well because he wants no one to know that, especially a girl. lol.

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˗ˏˋ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 ˎˊ˗ ©𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟔~Present

[senoraackerman]

You & Geto dating HC’s

Back at it again (do I have a life? The answer is no)

WARNINGS: fluff and the tinniest bit of smut

This man is the sweetest person alive (pretending he didn’t massacre a whole village 🥰)

Loves watching soccer matches with your family (did y’all see Miami vs FC Dallas-)

We have establish he is a club America fan(shameless promo to my Geto meeting your parents HC)

Likes cooking for you

Those meals >>>

Let’s you braid his hair

Well he lets you do anything in general to him

You take full advantage of that (pause)

When you’re on your period this man does everything in his power to make the week easier on you

Food? Got you covered

Space? He’s gone

Cramps? Heating pad on full blast

Loves tagging along to carne asadas

Aunts are gossiping

The kids are sleeping on chairs

Someone is on Facebook live

They let geto take on the grill (so hot omg)

Loves playing video games with you (and gojo also joins the voice call)

You love when he stretches in the morning and his shirt rides up a bit to reveal his ripped abs and v line (I got pregnant from writing that)

Just like my baby girl nanami, he learns Spanish for you (back again with the shameless promo of my HC’s)

This man sleeps so soundly.

Like stays in place and doesn’t budge

Heavy ass sleeper (he just like me)

Wakes up to see you sleeping on top of him

Loves fucking you while you’re asleep (with permission of course)

I feel like he enjoys salty food

(I suddenly can’t name a dish as an example)

Every two weeks on Sunday you both clean your shared apartment with Spanish music (y’all KNOW what I mean)

Likes it when you take control of a situation (do what you will with that)

Loves, loves, LOVES watching you do your skin care routine

He eventually has one of his own

He enjoys watching novelas with you (mi corazón es tuyo >>>>>>>)

Uno matches between you guys were banned (he puts a 4+ card every damn time)

You both have a pair of matching doc martens (real)

Once again, he’s so sweet (a little too sweet to strangers 🧍🏻‍♀️)

Feeds some of the cats in the apartment complex

You start a listening session on Spotify with Geto

Like you’ll be sketching in your notebook in the living room and he’ll be in your bedroom playing on his PlayStation with one earbud in listening

You both have a playlist together with your favorite songs

Will get you little knick knacks

A small porcelain tea set. It’s placed on a shelf in the living room.

A funko pop of your favorite character sits on top of your drawers

Absolutely LOVES when you comb his hair with your fingers

He can fall asleep JUST FROM THAT

moans softly as you do😏

Wakes up unexpectedly around four in the morning to see that you’re still awake playing roblox on your phone

He just squints and turns back around to sleep

Good at karaoke (he told me himself)

Loves going on late drives to get food with you (another shameless promo to you and geto in the car)

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A/N

It is in fact five in the morning and I’m about to go to sleep. This post will go up later today. Goodnight.

(It is now later in the day)

Y’all already KNOW my husband choso is coming up next

Also thank you for 61 followers! ❤️

[lepertamar]

GAME REVIEW: PERFECT DARK, RARE, 2000

i think that this was one of those games that were generated in the weird transitional periods when technology is suddenly open enough to do more shit without the traditional workarounds but where nobody has gotten around to taking full advantage of that yet. if you look at the graphics or music for old Amiga games, they had a much higher resolution + soundcard then the guys were obviously used to dealing with, so there’s this awkward feeling of trying to fill up the newfound space: cartoony spriteart suddenly gets pillowshaded and there are gradients everywhere, goofy chip music where all the instruments sound like weird keyboard presets and there’s this hollow void around each note. i think perfect dark is basic’ly a straight descendent of stuff like Quake but it comes at a point where all the additional details added were at a point where they were kind of grinding against the core of that system. you’re still this faceless murdergod zooming around corridors at 90mph, effortlessly sucking up bullets and killing everybody, but there’s suddenly all this superfluous detail in the guys you’re shooting. you can disarm them or their guns can misfire or you can shoot them in the leg and watch them limp around or you can keep plugging bullets into the corpses to generate more bloodsplatter and make the limbs twitch. there’s no real reason to disarm people except to see them freeze up with their hands above their heads while you draw down your lastersighted pistol on their crotch or legs or head to see the specific death animations or just to hold them there while they whimper. the discrepency between this fast-paced arcadey shooty game and enemies carefully programmed to simulate detailed responses to being maimed or killed is very unnerving to me and the fact that it’s entirely unremarked upon in the narrative or objectives just heightens this feeling. i think i felt something similar crushing skulls and pulling out eyes by the eighth or so level of hotline miami. being so obviously able to go further in these things than your opponents means being more aware of a power imbalance built into the structure of what you’re doing and the fiction in which you’re doing it, which in itself can be enough to fuck up the default narrative of the Heroic Underdog / One Against The World.