#idk you guys are like. Obsessed with making these guys into Written By A Woman cardboard cutouts idk how to put it

[soullessjack]

‘dean would love brat’ ‘dean would listen to chappell roan’ ‘dean is a swiftie’ do you have any grasp on what an alternative person is. like at all. like beyond saying “be gay do crime” and wearing specific jewelry. there’s plenty of ppl in the fandom who recognize deans anti-cop anti-system anti-rich-snob qualities or whatever so please tell me. do you really think Mr ACAB Fuck The System Eat The Rich Winchester would give a singular flying fuck about an ozone-burning billionaire, a British hyperpop album and a campy pop lesbian who exclusively sings campy pop songs about being a lesbian

[orphicsun]

"She Gets the Job Done!"

Cowgirl Ellie x Fem! Reader

Content: Cowgirl Ellie, Fem! country reader, Ellie is western type of cowgirl, reader is southern, badly written accents(guys I am southern but idk how to write a western accent), smut, clit rubbing(r! recieving), scissoring, making out, biting, some implied homophobia, reader is written as a lesbian, modern AU, reader has female anatomy, very loosely based off of Chappell Roan's unreleased song.

Word Count: 2.4k

Resource Credits: Here and Here!

Description: You're a true southern girl who is fed up with these country boys who just can't please you. What you really need is a woman, but that's kind of hard to seek out in a small southern town. When Ellie Williams moves into your town along with Joel Miller, she ends up working at the farm nearby, and you really want her. It's true: only a woman knows how to treat a woman right.

Wow, you really hated living in the south sometimes. You mostly loved the summer heat complimentary with trips to the creek on the weekends. You always loved going to rodeos where you obsessed over the dandies. You loved southern food, the nature, the farms and the small town life.

What you didn't love was the men.

You were always a romantic at heart, reading steamy western novels with a flashlight under your blankets at the age of 14 or writing love letters you'd never send to cowboys in town. However, as you grew up into a woman, you realized you'd slowly started replacing the men with cowgirls. You spent your nights wondering what it'd be like to be actually satisfied in a relationship. You grew up in a traditional-minded town, so you tried to push down those desires. You had a couple boyfriends, but men just weren't it for you. They were too rough, too awkward with you in bed, too greedy. None of them knew how to please a woman, at least not a woman like you. After a while, you gave up on the dream cowgirl you had in mind. The novels became difficult to pick up once you began to believe you'd never get the chance to experience real passion or real pleasure. That was what you'd felt like, at least until Ellie moved into your town.

Ellie Williams wasn't much for the south. She was a western girl at heart, adorned with thick leather boots and messy auburn hair. You'd seen cowgirls before, so that wasn't what surprised you. You just felt a calling to her, you adored her from her freckles that faded out in the sun to her messy hair that had a tint of red when light hit it in the right way. She was strong, that was for sure. Her biceps looked so firm, like they could handle if you sank your teeth down into them. She wasn't an extremely strong-looking girl, but that only enticed you more. Her eyes told a lot about her, said she wasn't looking for anything funny, but you wondered if she was silly under all the bravado.

She moved from the west side of the states with Joel Miller, who wasn't a wealthy man by any means, but grew up in your home town. At first, you couldn't tell if Ellie and Joel were related or not. Joel was more friendly, talked to older folks in town, but Ellie often kept to herself. She'd spend most of her time helping out with the farm next to your father's. It was when you were walking to the farmer's market that you noticed her for the very first time.

Your father was a nice man, well known in town. You were living with him until you had enough money to afford your own small place. He owned a farm and wasn't the most rich man, but he made ends meet. Today was a nice day, which mean he unfortunately encouraged you to walk to the local farmer's market instead of stealing his truck for the errand. Of course, you kept your complaints to yourself. Your dad was a sweet old man, and you should've been thanking him anyways, cause you met the most gorgeous girl the world had to offer.

Poor Ellie was too busy herding in sheep to notice your stare, to even notice you pass the road. It only made you more intrigued, that she was such a hard worker.

After that day, you'd always look out for her presence. You avoided using your dad's truck when you needed to run errands, saying it would be a quick walk. You just liked being able to pass by her as she worked on the farm, get the extra few seconds to admire her. You really felt like a creep, but this was the first time you really felt such adoration for a person. Such attraction.

The first time you spoke to her, she was driving Joel's truck down the dirt road after she had finished up with your neighbor's farm. You at the time were walking, coming home from the market with a bag of peaches for a peach cobbler. Ellie noticed you, and that was really when the two of you clicked.

She was used to pretty girls, the west and south had no shortage of them. However, you were perfection for the cowgirl. You wore a cutesy pair of overalls and a pink t-shirt underneath, and Ellie had a soft spot for feminine girls. She came to a slow stop on the dusty road, putting the transmission in park.

"Hey, you! Need a ride?" She shouted with a smile plastered on her face. Your heart melted. You'd expected her to be more serious or smug, but she seemed almost nervous. It was only making your heart beat faster.

"I only live next to this farm, it's really no problem." You assured, though you really hoped she'd push the matter. Thankfully, she did.

"Really, Joel would kill me if he found out I let you walk home. It's getting late."

You, an utterly hopeless lesbian, couldn't resist. You said fuck it and let her reach over to open the passenger door for you, and your boots reached up into the truck to plop down into the passenger seat. You placed the brown paper bag of peaches in your lap and gave her a quick thanks as she began driving. Small talk felt more like two old friends hitting it off, and you liked her accent. It made you a tad more comfortable.

The two of you grew really close after that day. She'd be in the local rodeos and you looked forward to the sleepovers that came after. A few months of friendship helped you get to know her in a way that you could confidently call her your best friend. You still liked her though, feelings only growing the more the two of you bonded. You noticed that while she was a bit shy, she came out of her shell when she was around people she knew. She was quite sarcastic to Joel, and you loved the way she made fun of you at times. It made your heart flutter, and you imagined she was saying the opposite of whatever insult she had created for you.

Ellie wasn't much like what you'd imagined, and you partially felt bad for the feelings harbored away for her. She was a cowgirl who loved horses, sure. But she shared some private interests with you that shouldn't have made you want her more, but it did. One night, Ellie and you were sitting outside in her cow field, a blanket laid out beneath the two of you. She turned to you with a genuine smile, the warm look that she only gave very few people, and spoke in a quiet voice.

"You know, I've always wanted to go to space."

You turned to face her with slightly raised eyebrows. "Really? You? In Space?" You couldn't help the surprise in your tone.

She laughed softly at your expression. "Yes, dumbass. I used to listen to the first moon landing recording on repeat. Somethin' about it was really magical, ya know?"

You couldn't help but melt a little at her confession. The thought of Ellie being obsessed with astronauts was really endearing. But you couldn't stop the teasing, either.

"Is that why you have those nerdy space comics on your shelf? You told me those were Joel's!"

Ellie scoffed and swatted your arm playfully, but her hand lingered on your skin. "That's a topic for another time. Be grateful I share my secrets with ya."

You felt the warmth of her fingers, the way they softly traced patterns on your bare arm. Right then and there, you suddenly needed to risk it all.

"Ellie...I..I really need to tell you something." You sounded shaky and uncertain, but you needed to get your feelings out, even if it meant facing a possible rejection. This girl was too perfect to let get away.

"Yeah, what's up?" She sounded curious, unaware. That made you feel uneasy.

"I just..well, when I first saw you, I thought of you as a completely different person. And I really liked you. I liked you in a romantic way. I got to know you, though. The thing is, I think I like you even more. And I'm so sorry if you-" You were suddenly cut off when her plush lips met yours.

You were shocked, but quickly kissed her back, hands grasping at her everywhere, pulling her to lay on her side so you could tangle your legs with hers. It felt so nice to be kissing her. She tasted like fruit and smelled even better, and her tongue felt hypnotizing against yours. It made you crave much more.

Soon, you were rolled onto your back so the cowgirl could lay on top of you. Her hands were trailing from your sides to your stomach, her hand pausing above your shirt, her eyes meeting yours to search for any hesitation. When you nodded, her hands slid up your shirt to massage your tits through the fabric of your cotton bra. You let out a quiet whine, the feeling of her weight pressed on your body, and she leaned in to press her lips against your neck. In response, you tilted your head back, desperately craving more of her. You could feel the shakiness of her breath, and it reminded you that she was just as nervous as you were.

"Do you wanna keep going?" She asked, and you really noticed how different her tone was from when she was usually speaking to people. One of her hands trailed down the button of your jeans, and she didn't continue until you nodded.

Her hand quickly unzipped your jeans, her eyes meeting yours. She thought you were just too beautiful, looking up at her with wide eyes. She adored you. Her fingers slipped into your panties, and she let out a little "fuck" when she felt the damp patch in your panties. You laughed with a tinge of embarrassment.

"Please, Ellie." You sounded so desperate, Ellie quickly leaned up to plant a kiss on your lips. This one was much more confident, more sloppy and hungry than the first. She took your tongue into her mouth, giving it a hard suck which made you buck up into her hand, trying to get her to just fuck you.

"Patience, mkay?" She said softly as she pulled away, a shaky exhale leaving her mouth at the sight of the string of saliva the kiss had pulled from the two of you.

You nodded even though you weren't the most patient person. Ellie kept you at bay by rubbing at your clit with the pad of her finger, swirling moisture around the soft bud. You made one of the most heavenly sounds Ellie had ever heard, your eyes fluttering shut as she touched you. For the first time, someone actually focused on you. She struggled to pull your shirt off with just hand but you helped her out and soon, your bra was quickly unclasped. Ellie continued to rub at your clit as much as she could through your jeans, but she eventually gave up and pulled her hand out of your jeans, eliciting a cute whine from you.

"Off, please?" She requested, her voice so sweet and yet so demanding. Now that she knew you wanted her, she wasn't playing around. You nodded eagerly and lifted your hips as much as possible to pull your jeans and panties over your hips. Soon, you were left naked on the blanket. Ellie sat up to strip off her own clothes and you admired the sight.

Something about watching the girl strip, her pale skin coming into view in contrast to the stars above the two of you, it was perfection. Her body was slim and she was lean but had muscle on her. There they were, those perfect biceps..you couldn't help but sit up with her to plant kisses on them which soon turned into hungry little bites.

She let out a shaky laugh at your biting and joked with you, even in the heat of the moment. "You're gonna take a bite outta my arm, jesus."

You ignored her teasing and instead moved your lips to her pointy tits, smiling slightly as she shuddered. You found her weak spots. You dragged your tongue over both of her tits, feeling her nipples harden against your touch. She was getting impatient now. She pulled you closer so you were sitting with your legs tangled together, moving to slot herself between your legs. You let out countless desperate pleas as her wet cunt came into contact with yours.

You couldn't help but buck your hips into her no matter how much she tried to stabilize you, both of your moans filling the field. Her cunt was so wet against yours and you could feel her clit and lips both rub up and down all over your own clit. The stimulation felt so good but it had you desperate in ways your body knew, your whines getting louder when Ellie would lean in for wet, lazy kisses and trail her lips all over your neck, hands snaking around to squeeze your ass.

"Fuck, Els. Please, I'm gonna cum..I want you, please.." You pleaded with her, your orgasm building up inside you. This would be the first time you actually came from another person's actions.

"Cum with me, mkay? Cmon baby, you can cum for me.."

You'd never heard Ellie speak so filthy before. Sure, she had a sailor's mouth. She'd swear and curse even on her death bed. But just hearing her beg you to cum, it really sent sparks down into your pussy.

You frantically ground against her pussy, words coming out probably incoherent to Ellie's ears. "Fuck, I'm cummin', I love you Els.."

Your orgasm hit you like fireworks, all of the butterflies you'd felt for Ellie over the months released into intense bliss. She came with you, your juices mixing together, wetness coating both of your thighs.

The two of you spent the next few minutes catching your breaths, a comfortable silence exchanged. You were collapsed against her, arms around her as she held you close. She was so warm, and it was now a comfort more than a turn-on.

Soon, she spoke up in a soft, quiet murmur just for you.

"I love you too, by the way.."

[mrsshabana]

Hi Mrs. Shabana!!!! I’ve had this request for a while because I’m a big fan of Gyutaro and the way you write him :D if you want, could you make an inceltaro fic and it’s established relationship too if it’s okay. Idk just daily life with him and if you feel comfortable could it be smut? (I have never requested anything before please forgive me 🤧 also I added the cat so things would be less dry I hope u appreciate this)

𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥!𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧!𝐆𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ‧₊˚⋆

꒦꒷‧₊ Content Gyutaroxfemale!reader, 18+ MDNI, modern au, Gyutaro is an incel and a demon, smut, vaginal sex, creampie ꒦꒷‧₊ Note 1.3k words. I know you didn't ask for a demon version of incel Gyutaro but I had the idea and really wanted to write it! I haven't written for demon Gyutaro much so I've been craving it lately. I hope you still like it tho! And tysm for the ask ♡

Your boyfriend is a really strange guy. Your friends warned you that he was a creep before you started dating, but you didn't care. You thought his social ineptitude was charming.

Sure, maybe he was a bit of a stalker before you started dating. But can you blame him? You were super pretty, and the way that you smiled at him made his knees weak.

He didn't understand how or why a woman could have this effect on him. In his eyes, women were lesser creatures designed to serve men's needs. Cooking, cleaning, sex, that sort of stuff.

Or at least that's what he learned from Reddit and 4chan.

He rarely left his room or talked to people in person so it was only a matter of time until he clung to some extremist online society. It was easier to blame everyone else for his problems instead of taking accountability for his own attitude and situation.

He was just a horny, unemployed neet that's obsessed with video games and hentai.

But one day when he was checking his mail in the mailroom of his apartment building, you accidentally bumped into him. You smiled at him and profusely apologized. It wasn't a strange or unusual encounter by any means, but for Gyutaro it was the first (if not only) positive interaction he had with a woman other than his sister. So to say it affected him would be an understatement.

He immediately got hard as he watched you walk away. Unable to resist temptation as he followed you to see which apartment unit you lived in. It was just down the hall from his.

And that's how his obsession began. He memorized your work schedule and would try to always catch you on your way to and from your apartment. Then while you were at work he'd go back to his room and jerk off until his dick was raw.

It wasn't healthy, but he didn't care.

Eventually one thing led to another and the two of you would talk on occasion. Leading to a few dates. Then boom, he became your boyfriend.

You love Gyutaro for his personality and his uniqueness. He's actually really funny sometimes and you love how much he cares about you. Sometimes it's borderline obsessive but you rather have someone be obsessed with you than not give a shit.

Plus you think he's so handsome. Maybe not conventionally attractive, but he's attractive to you. Those birthmarks on his face are beautiful, and you make sure to remind him of that every time you see him.

He'll put up a front like he doesn't care or can't be bothered, but as you kiss his birthmarks his cheeks begin to turn a light shade of pink. And suddenly he wants to lie in bed and cuddle you all evening.

He's a good boyfriend, though he has some downsides. He was often rude to other people, especially women. His apartment was a mess, he refused to clean up his hair, and his personal hygiene was subpar.

But those flaws could never prepare you for the real secret that he had been hiding this whole time.

You had to work overtime one night so you came home super late, but you really wanted to see Gyutaro so you went into his apartment, expecting him to be in his room playing video games. But no, instead you found him sitting on the living room couch with a severed arm in his hand. Casually munching down on the bloody flesh.

He looked at you with wide eyes that didn't look like the soft blue ones you had become accustomed to. Instead they were an unnatural red and green, his clear scleras now a sickly yellow.

"Um... I can explain," he muttered as he swallowed the wad of flesh.

So yeah, not only were you dating an incel but he also happened to be a demon! Just your luck, right?

You panicked and freaked out initially, which is completely understandable. But when you gave Gyutaro the chance to explain himself, everything began to make sense.

Being a demon, he can't go out during the day and needs to stay secluded as to not draw in too much attention. He was basically forced into solitude, in turn resulting in him becoming an incel. He couldn't just go out and have a normal life like a human could.

As he explained his situation, you began to feel bad for him. It really wasn't his fault that he turned out this way.

He was on the verge of tears as he tried to explain things to you. The thought of you being afraid of him broke his heart. He would rather face death than accept that you no longer love him.

So he definitely didn't expect you to be so accepting of his situation, but you were. And it only made him love you even more.

Apparently demons have been around for a very long time. And over the years they have adapted to living in a more modern society. Like how Gyutaro could change his appearance to match more of what he looked like before he became a demon. Though now that you know the truth, he doesn't hide his true nature from you.

Is it bad that you like him better this way?

Maybe it's because he can truly be himself now with nothing to hide. But you find this new Gyutaro so fucking attractive. Suddenly his less than ideal hygiene isn't so bad.

Before he met you, he would mainly target women that annoyed him. Women who were beautiful, had lots of friends, or successful careers. Sometimes he'd target men too if they sparked his jealousy. Especially if the guy was very popular with the ladies, that made Gyutaro's blood boil and they'd quickly become his next meal.

But now that he's in a happy relationship, his outbursts of jealousy aren't as bad.

Now that you know the truth, he doesn't hold anything back in the bedroom. Gyutaro will literally go for HOURS if you let him. Fucking you relentlessly, spilling load after load inside of you. He knows you can only handle so much since you're just a human but sometimes he just can't help himself.

His favorite thing is to hold you down and push his cock even deeper inside of you after he's filled you to the brim with his semen. Watching you struggle beneath him is the cutest thing in his eyes.

You claim that you need to clean up and you feel dirty, but he loves that dirty feeling. He wants to watch you writhe in the mess he's created. Just smelling his scent all over you like that drives him mad. Even after you clean it off, his scent is never truly gone because he forced you to sit in it for so long.

He's rough and sadistic during sex, teasing you constantly. Withholding your orgasm while he reaches his over and over again. You're like his human toy that he can play with as he pleases.

But when it comes down to it, he genuinely loves and cherishes you. He acts like he's in control, but if you legitimately wanted him to stop, he would. He would even get on his knees and lick the bottom of your shoes if you asked. He'd never admit it to anyone else. But for you he'd do anything.

The love he has for you knows no bounds. You aren't just his girlfriend, you're his soulmate. He's convinced of it. The two of you are so different, but maybe that's why you work so well together.

He's depraved, filthy, and disgraceful. But you love him that way and wouldn't change him for the world.

[xxsinisterbunniexx]

Midnight Visitor - Jeff the Killer x Female reader NSFW

Warnings: dubcon

Originally written on AO3, which you can read here if you’d prefer :)

Tags: yandere! Jeff, stalking, obsessive behavior, branding? (Idk it isn’t the traditional method), fingering, oral sex, penetrative sex, edging, creampie, degradation & praise, knives & shit, mind break

Words: 6.7k

Summary: A fateful encounter on Halloween night one year ago has left Jeff obsessed with you. You've just started college and live alone. Murders surge in the area and you accidentally leave your window open. The circumstances are perfect for Jeff to come and visit you, but this time he's not leaving without you.

As always:

.°˖✧ all canon will be flexible to make way for sexy .°˖✧

This was actually my first ever creepypasta fic I posted on AO3 (almost a year ago now) and I still think I peaked with it

Your footsteps pattered down the sidewalk, all the way up to the entrance of your simple yet classic apartment building.

You entered the building, the warm lobby offering you refuge from the slightly chilly air outside. You walked to the mailboxes and checked for anything before heading up the stairs to the third floor.

You passed by different ornate doors as you walked down the carpeted hallway, making it all the way to yours.

I really need to decorate more.

You’d only moved in a little over a month ago but you felt that your decor was quite lacking in comparison to those who had lived there longer.

You stuck your key into the door just as the door across the hall swung open.

You turned and saw your elderly neighbor, Mrs. Mills, exiting her apartment.

Oh god, she always wants to chit chat.

As much as you found the old woman to be darling, you just weren’t always in the mood to get trapped into chatting with her for 30 minutes while you two stood in the hallway.

“Oh, hello sweetheart! Did you just get off the school bus?”

“Hi Mrs. Mills. Haha… nope, I’m in college remember?” This was probably the 40th time you’ve told her that and you’ve only lived here a month.

“Oh that’s right! I always forget that.” She chucked a little, warmly. “You do live alone after all.” She paused a bit. “Well I’d love to stay and chat but I’ve got to meet some of my girl friends for book club and I’m running a little late. Take care dear.”

Oh thank god!

“No worries. You take care too!” You called down the hall.

You turned the key and opened the door, a dark but inviting apartment awaiting you.

You set your backpack down and switched on the TV. You found comfort in having noise while you were making something for dinner. The news was on.

Before you opted to change the channel, you heard something that intrigued you.

“The victim count now reaches 57 for the Smiley Face Killer, the serial killer that has been active for the last 5 years.” The news reports voice rang through the room.

“Another victim?” You sighed.

That crazed killer had been on the loose for years. No one had even come close to catching him. Only one person had ever seen his face and gotten away, and even then it wasn’t long before the guy came back to finish the job. There were no known survivors of an encounter with him.

Good for nothing cops.

You started walking towards the kitchen area.

“The newest victim has been identified as Tyler Rhode, a 19 year old college student.”

You stopped dead in your tracks. A chill ran down your spine and penetrated deep into your chest. The news reporter continued, but the voice faded out for you.

You knew him. In fact, you had just met the guy. You talked to him for a while at a party just the other night. Now he was dead.

The anxiety pitted in your stomach. This was getting too close to home. Your breathing got heavier as your heart started racing.

You started to pace back and forth, the anxious feeling starting to consume you. It started to feel like no matter how much you panted you couldn’t get enough air.

Calm down. Calm. Down.

You took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

I need air.

You walked to the window and opened it, letting the crisp September air hit your face.

You kept taking deep breaths, trying to not let the fear take over. You started trying to rationalize.

There was no imminent danger. This serial killer had been on the loose for years. The probability of you even encountering a serial killer is low to begin with. You were safe. Everything is fine.

But still… this time it was someone you knew. That meant that the guy was in the area recently. The idea was bone chilling.

Moments like these made living alone suck. You were grateful your parents helped you secure this apartment so you could focus on your studies, but you hadn’t gotten used to living alone.

That feeling of being up at 3 am and hearing something scary could no longer be satiated by knowing your parents were down the hall. This was a feeling you had all the time now.

You decided to distract yourself by making dinner. Despite the intensity of your worries, after a while, you completely forgot about them. You were able to settle back into a comfortable state.

You went about your evening like normal, eating dinner and making some time to study before heading to bed. It was a weeknight after all.

The dark quiet of the apartment you resided in alone was comforting, rather than aiding any fear. You drifted to sleep easily, much like your worries had drifted away earlier.

—

Your slumber wasn’t as peaceful as your descent into it. It was filled with nightmares where you were being chased, hunted by a maniac serial killer.

You abruptly awoke in a cold sweat, your heart racing. You slowed down your breathing, realizing it was all a dream.

A strong gust of wind that came through your open bedroom door caused you to gasp in surprise and shiver a bit. It was then that you realized your bedroom was freezing.

Confusion struck until another strong gust of wind whistled through your apartment.

The window!!!

You got out of bed and walked to your living room. The window was still wide open as your curtains flowed through the wind.

You shut the window, then turned back to go back to bed.

You paused, then turned back to the window, locking it on both sides.

Now feeling satisfied, you turned to walk back to bed. You only made it through the doorway to your bedroom when suddenly you couldn’t move.

Fear washed over you as you were pulled into a tight hold by an unknown assailant. One of his arms was across your chest, fully restricting your arms. The other was over your mouth. You felt the warm heat of another body pressed against your back.

“Caught you~” Your unknown assailant whispered in your ear. His voice was low and a little raspy.

A muffled whimper escaped your throat as your whole body started to tremble. You couldn’t even try to get out of his grasp, you were frozen in fear.

“Ohhh. Shhhh. Shhhh. Don’t cry.”

The words spoken by him were not comforting. The voice was unfamiliar and eerie.

“I’ve been waiting to see you for so long… waiting for you to be ready for me.” His grip remained tight but his touch was gentle. “You gave me such a perfect opportunity tonight.”

Judging by the way he was holding you and what you could tell by him pressed up against you, he was much stronger than you. Struggling wasn’t going to do you any good.

Running wouldn’t be a good option either, he would likely catch you before you made it out of the front door.

The window wasn’t a good play either, you lived on the third floor. A jump from that height would seriously injure you or possibly even kill you.

Your best bet would be to try to scream for help, but he was covering your mouth so tightly.

“I’m excited to see you too, but you have to behave okay? No screaming.” He slowly removed his hand from your mouth.

Seeing this as your golden opportunity, you tried to scream, but were cut off after a fraction of a second. Your body was slammed into the wall, your wrists held down with one of his hands while the other covered your mouth again.

“Why would you do that?” He looked at you with wild eyes. “I just told you not to.”

It was then that you were able to get a good glimpse of him. He was slim, looked to be around your age, and was ghostly pale. He had long black hair that was messily layered. He wore a white hoodie that had been stained with what looked to be blood, and black ripped skinny jeans.

The most distinctive feature on him were the cuts on his face. Two large gashes on either side of his mouth that curved upward, making an artificial smile.

He’s… the Smiley Face Killer!

You looked back at him with wide, fearful eyes that expressed your regret. You immediately wished you hadn’t tried to scream. You were dealing with a deranged serial killer. He probably wouldn’t hesitate to kill you at any moment if you so much as breathed the wrong way.

His anger turned to a smile though. “Ah… those eyes...” He looked elated. “You’re sorry aren’t you?”

You nodded quickly.

“It’s not good to say sorry. You really shouldn’t have done that in the first place.”

He moved closer to your face, his smile growing even wider.

“I’ll forgive you though… because I know deep down you’re a good girl.”

“So I’ll take my hand away, and you’re not going to make a sound.” He said it as a command and not as a question.

He slowly removed his hand, and you let out a shaky exhale, finally feeling like you could breathe.

“See, that’s my perfect girl.” He sounded pleased with you.

Not a second passed before he gripped your chin lightly, lifting your face up to bring your lips to his.

It was a soft, tender kiss. Certainly not the type you were expecting. Or rather, a kiss was not what you were expecting at all.

The kiss slowly heated up, growing in intensity the same way your confusion with the situation grew. It wasn’t long until it started to overwhelm you, the fervor of his kiss, the warmth of his body pressed against you, the surprisingly pleasant scent he gave off. Your head felt like it was spinning, like a whirlpool was twirling around inside your brain.

You didn’t even notice that he had taken his hand off your wrists, and that your hands came to rest on his shoulders.

His now unoccupied hand slid down your body and to your waist before sliding around to rest on your lower back, pressing you to him.

You let out a gasp into the kiss and he finally relented on you, pulling only inches away to let out a low chuckle.

You were finally able to catch your breath and were now left panting. Your lips were red and slightly swollen from the kiss.

He pulled away to gaze at your entire face, his eyes meeting yours with nothing but adoration. “I love you.” He said softly.

Those words made your stomach sink like you had just tied an anchor to it and threw it overboard.

“W-What….?” Your voice was just above a whisper.

“I’ve missed you so much.” He held the side of your face, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

Why was he talking as if he knew you? Why hadn’t he just gone ahead and killed you yet? It just didn’t make sense.

“Missed…? I… I don’t think we’ve met before.”

He leaned in close, “It’s kind of cute when you play dumb, you know?” He whispered in your ear, sending a chill down your spine.

He captured your lips for a kiss once more, reaching the same intensity of the first one. The heat of the kiss started to go to your head, making you almost dizzy.

When he finally relinquished your lips, you spoke between pants, “Seriously, um… I think you have the wrong girl. I don’t think I’m who you think I am.”

“You’re exactly the girl I think you are. I don’t make mistakes, love.”

Clearly the man was delusional, something you already knew. Such a world changing revelation you had made: insane serial killer is insane.

“But I…” you trailed off.

Don’t remember anything…

“Are you trying to act like you don’t know who your heart belongs to?” He asked in a teasing tone.

You were speechless. Just what were you supposed to say in this situation? The confusion flashed over your face.

“Ah, then I’ll just have to remind you who you belong to.”

He lifted a hand to the back of your head, lacing his fingers through your hair before gently pulling your head back, exposing your entire neck to him.

Your breathing became shakier and your heart raced dangerously.

You shivered, feeling his breath over your skin. His lips were so close to touching the sensitive skin of your neck.

His breathing became shakier too, but with excitement rather than fear. “You have such a perfect little neck. So easily accessible right now.”

You looked at his eyes which were focused on the soft skin of your exposed neck. They looked crazed and hungry.

It was then that you realized you recognized him.

—

Around One Year Ago, Halloween Night

Loud music blared through the house. The house was full of people, all dressed in various costumes.

Fake blood was everywhere, there were fake cobwebs lining the walls and fog wisped around people’s ankles.

You had come dressed as a nurse that night, a basic option but one that allowed you to make jokes about giving people “shots” at the party. The joke only grew in frequency the more intoxicated you got.

You were having a great time. The alcohol had taken over your system, a warm heat filled your cheeks and the room felt a little fuzzier as you giggled with your friends.

It was the last Halloween you would have before starting college, the last Halloween that all of your friends would be together.

You were happy the party still happened. You were worried it would be canceled because of all the panic surrounding the Smiley Face Killer. He had already been active for a few years but there had been a few connected incidents around the area and people were going into a literal mass panic over it.

There was no known pictures of him, and the only person who ever escaped him described him as having two big gashes on either side of his mouth, making a gruesome smile.

But that was the least of your concerns right now. Right now, you were with all of your friends, having the best time, on your favorite holiday.

“Hey, I gotta pee. I’ll be right back.” You said to your friends.

“Are you sure? People in horror movies always say that right before they die~!” One of your friends said.

“Ohhhh. I’ll be alright.” You slurred before walking to find the nearest bathroom.

Finding that the two bathrooms on the first floor were occupied, you stumbled your way upstairs, finally finding an empty one.

You took care of your business and then washed your hands. You looked in the mirror and giggled, trying to overcome your drunk stupor by sheer willpower and failing miserably.

You exited the bathroom and staggered down the hall, making your way to the stairs.

Suddenly, you were pulled into one of the empty bedrooms and pressed against the wall.

The light was off, and the glow from the moon illuminated the room softly.

A boy with an artificial smile on his face had just attempted to make his move on you. That makeup definitely obscured his face a bit but he was totally your type.

You looked up at him and giggled. “Ohhhhh. I get it. You’re supposed to be the smiley face killer.”

“That’s not my name.” He spoke in a gruff voice.

“And I’mmmm not a nurse. But I can still give you a shot~!” You laughed way harder than you should have.

He looked at you bewildered, a curiosity in his eyes.

“Okayyy, I know it wasn’t very funny. Why don’t you tell me your name since you seem to want to talk to me~?” You used a flirtatious tone of voice, the alcohol negating your ability to reason.

“…It’s Jeff.”

“Well, Jeff, I’m not sure if you know but you really shouldn’t pull girls into a room like this. People will get the wrong idea about your intentions.”

Again, he looked at you with such confusion. His eyes flickered over your face, like he was trying to analyze you.

“What do you think I want to do with you…?” He asked, furtively pulling a knife out of his pocket.

“Mmm… probably something like… this?” You pulled him in for a kiss.

It only lasted a few seconds, and when you pulled away he was once again stunned.

He sought to make use of the knife he had pulled, pushing you up against the wall. He laced his fingers through your hair, pulling your head back and exposing your neck as he held it against your throat. He was so close to you, you could feel his breath on your neck.

“I was thinking something more like this.”

You giggled. “Ooo~ you’re scary!”

Your lack of terror only angered him, and just as he was debating whether to slit your throat right here or take his time stabbing you the whole party went silent. The music downstairs had been shut off and only the sounds of people shuffling around could be heard.

With how quiet it was he wouldn’t be able to kill you undetected.

“COPS!!!” A voice yelled from downstairs. Well that explained where the music went.

“Uh oh… I think I gotta go.” You said, and tried moving to the door.

“Wait.” He grabbed your wrist.

You turned to him and smiled, “Listen you’re sexy and all, but I gotta find my friends. Sooooo…. See you later okay?” You giggled.

You didn’t wait for a response and drunkenly wandered out of the room, abandoning him.

He had only ever let one person get away from him, and that person he finished off once he found them again. No one ever saw his face and got to live.

Until now.

—

The memories of that night started flooding in, all at once, like a tsunami. It overwhelmed your senses, dulling everything around you and stealing the air from your lungs like you were drowning.

You had kissed him. It was in your severe intoxication but still. This guy was crazy! He probably thought you were in love with him or something.

Then the crushing weight of realization hit you. That night was almost a year ago. Had he been stalking you since then?! Hiding in the shadows while you were ignorantly going about your day?

He had tried to kill you that night. An awful sinking feeling in your stomach began when you came to the conclusion that that didn't seem like what he was here to do tonight.

“You… that night…” you started to say, your voice shaky.

“Hmm? What was that sweetheart?” He looked up at you, still dangerously close to your neck.

“The Halloween party.” You spoke more clearly this time.

“Oh, so you do remember… I love it when you’re honest.” He inched closer to your neck.

“Wait…!” You urged him. “You… you’re the Smiley face killer aren’t you?!” You attempted to push him away a bit but you were immediately captured in the same hold as before, with both your wrists bound by one of his hands above your head.

His expression now looked bored and a bit displeased. “Oh… that. I’m not too fond of that stupid name the media came up with.”

So he’s not denying it…!

You tried to keep your voice from wavering, hating the way it still came out a bit shaky. “Then… You killed that guy… The one on the news… I knew him. Why did you do that?”

“You’re not upset about that are you? You really shouldn’t be.” He sounded indifferent.

“Of course I’m upset…! You killed someone! You’re a murderer!”

He had that crazed look in his eye again as he brought his hand up to stroke your face. “Darling, you have no idea what he was planning on doing with you. I did you a favor. I protected you.”

“You’re crazy…!” Was all you could say in response.

“The only thing I’m crazy for is you.” He immediately replied. “If it wasn’t for me you’d have been left for dead after him and all of his buddies had their way with you.”

Hurt and confusion washed over your features. You were silent for a moment. It was like the air was stolen from you, you felt like you couldn’t breathe. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s not for you to worry about, sweetheart. You just need to let me take care of everything.” His voice was now sweet and soft.

Your heart skipped a beat.

Why am I getting excited over this…?

This entire interaction was giving you whiplash. Your chest tightened thinking about what he had just said.

Was it true? Did that guy really plan to do those things to you? Or was this guy really just crazier than you initially thought?

Why would he even help you anyways? Was he really… in love with you?

“I don’t know what to think right now…” you finally said.

“Then don’t think.”

When he pressed his lips to your neck a mind numbing heat washed over you. You were suddenly aware of how warm your whole body was, how warm his body was, and just how much your bodies were in contact.

He trailed slow kisses down your neck, and you shivered at the feeling, reflexively pressing your body into his. You felt electric waves shooting down to your core.

He started to suck the skin, marking it as his own. You let out a shaky exhale that was just bordering on a moan and you could’ve sworn you heard him chuckle.

Your thighs pressed together, trying to relieve some of the aching tension you felt growing there by the second.

He sucked harder, making a dark purple mark on your skin before pulling back to admire his work.

He wasn’t only proud of the hickey, but proud of your flushed panting expression that was a result of his touch.

“You love this, don’t you?” He cocked his head at you.

His gaze flitted down to where you pressed your thighs together and then back up to meet your eyes, looking at you like he knew something you didn’t want him to know. There was an all knowing smirk on his face.

“Wait-”

“I’m not done with you yet.” His voice was now dark.

He moved back to your neck to add a few more marks, his thigh was now wedged in between your legs. You were feeling weak in the knees, practically using his leg to support yourself. The friction was driving you crazy. His hands started to explore your skin, pushing up under your shirt and around your waist.

His hand trailed up to your chest under your shirt. You were easily accessible given that you weren’t wearing a bra. His thumb brushed over your nipple and you bit your lip hard to trap the small moan that threatened to escape from your lips.

It was too much, you needed to get him out of here before something happened that you couldn’t justify.

“You… need to go.” You said between pants.

“I’m sorry but I can’t do that sweetheart. I love you way too much to leave you like this…” He pulled you off the wall and pushed you down onto the bed.

His body loomed over yours as he looked down to meet your eyes. “I know your underwear is a mess right now.” He said with overwhelming cockiness.

Your face colored. He had hit a bullseye and it was clear from his expression that he knew it too.

“That’s not…!” You said, stunned by his bluntness.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed. Just relax, I’ll take care of you.” He held down both of your wrists, and his thigh was pushing into you in such an agonizingly soft manner.

He pushed your shirt up just past your breasts. Your nipples hardened against the cold air as his eyes wafted over you hungrily.

He brought his free hand to your chest, running his thumb over your nipple before pressing down hard. You winced at the sudden pain, only to have pleasure wash over you the split second after when he started sucking on your other one.

The pressure of his thigh between your legs wasn’t enough, you started to feel like you needed more. But that was crazy. You couldn’t do this. It was taking everything in you not to press yourself more firmly against his leg.

Yeah go on and fuck the serial killer why don’t you?!

He redirected his hands to your waistband and started to pull your sleep shorts down. In one quick motion they were off of you and tossed to the side. He pushed your thighs apart a little, while you tried your hardest to clench them together.

“Why are you fighting this darling? I can see how badly you need this.”

Your face heated up just knowing he was likely seeing your arousal soak through your panties. How could you be getting this wet from him?

“Don’t touch me…” your voice came out weak, sounding like you really wanted the opposite.

He ignored your words and started pulling down your panties, and you were so wet that your arousal clung to the garment, stretching out into a thin line until it snapped. He looked elated by this.

“Maybe you don’t understand it yourself. I’ll show you.” He slid a finger down your core, letting your wetness coat his finger.

He held up his fingers, pinching the substance between them. Your arousal glistened in the moonlight.

“See? You want this so badly your little cunt is just begging for it.” He taunted you.

“That’s not true...!” You said, sounding as if you were trying to convince yourself.

He moved down closer to you, his mouth coming dangerously close to your core.

“Want to let me taste you?”

You moved to speak but were instantly cut off, as he spread your thighs apart and pinned them to the bed. His eyes were piercing straight through you, like he could see everything. Like he knew everything.

“Let me be clear. I’m not asking for permission. I’m giving you a chance to let me do it.”

You fell into silence under the weight of his gaze. Your sex was throbbing, a strong rhythm that seemed to be a time bomb counting down to the moment you lost your sanity.

He brought his mouth closer and closer to you, until he could feel the heat emanating from your core.

“Oh would you look at that?” His tone was now vituperative, like he wasn’t in the mood to play games anymore.

“It’s twitching. Stop trying to pretend you’re not my fucking slut.” One of his hands now moved to the bottom of your stomach, where his thumb just almost reached your clit. The other gripped your hip tightly.

You let out a humiliating squeak, but could only feel embarrassed for a few moments before your head went blank. His tongue started tracing your clit, slow and soft.

Your breath hitched before you let out an uninhibited moan. Your hands clung to the sheets as you lifted off the bed, wondering how that was happening until you realized you were arching your back so hard.

He started applying more pressure with his tongue, his movements got faster.

Your orgasm built ferociously, at a speed you didn’t even know was possible. Before you could even process that, you came, your orgasm ripping through you violently and sending pleasure throughout your entire body. Your legs fell open fully, like you were begging him for more.

You could feel him chuckle a bit, audacious as he was, but you couldn’t think enough to even care.

I’ve never came so hard in my life…!

He placed slow deliberate kisses to your clit, waiting for you to come down before he could startup again. The soft heat of his mouth brushing over your clit was euphoria.

As your body relaxed, you started to feel the weight of what had just taken place. You just came from the manipulations of a serial killer. Not only that, but it was the best orgasm you’d ever had.

You didn’t like this. No, you didn’t like this. You hadn’t just spread your legs wide open trying to feel his touch. You hadn’t bucked your hips fervently.

Except you did.

Noticing your breathing fall to a more regular pace, he resumed his activities. He sucked your clit a little harshly, seeming as if it was to grab your attention. Which it did, completely enrapturing your thoughts. The logical line of thinking fled your mind as your focus shifted to the sensation between your legs.

Your shame was forgotten. The only thing on your mind now was how good his tongue felt dragging over your clit over and over.

It wasn’t long before another orgasm started building up for you. Your moans started to fill the room alongside the wet noises. He picked up the intensity accordingly.

You were so close it was almost painful, your body started to tense as you approached the edge of the precipice. But then he toned it down a bit, keeping the same pace but his movements were softer.

He knew you were close so why? He was just barely brushing your clit now, teasing you. Taunting you, really.

You stayed in that state, so close you could cry. There were tears welling in the corners of your eyes. You tried to move your hips but he had you pinned down.

You couldn’t believe it. He was actually trying to edge you! He wanted you to beg!

You bit your lip so hard it almost bled, sucking in a breath. It was unbearable, you needed release more than anything else in this world at the moment.

“P-Please…” your voice broke as you said it.

He only chuckled against you, barely increasing his efforts.

“Please… please, fuck, I… I need it.” You struggled to choke out, feeling miserably pathetic.

But that misery soon resulted in immediate satisfaction. He ramped up the pace, not even giving you enough time to think of anything but coming.

You rode out your orgasm for much longer than usual, he didn’t stop even when you came, dragging out the waves of pleasure. Your eyes rolled back and you latched your hands over his, which were gripping your hips.

Once you had finished he stood up and wiped his mouth, looking cockier than ever. It was clear to both of you that he’d already won, there wasn’t a point in you denying him anymore.

He was on top of you again, kissing you deeply. You could taste yourself on his tongue.

He pulled back, a manic smile on his face. “I’m taking you home with me today.”

The air went cold around you.

No… fuck! This is what you get for fucking around!

“No… I can’t.” Your voice was small, reflecting how feeble you felt under him.

It was like he didn’t even hear you. He started muttering to himself, “but the guys back at the mansion might…” his eyes narrowed.

Then his face looked pleased, like he had just thought of something to solve whatever issue he had.

Whatever it was it clearly wasn’t to solve his mental issues. You had a bad feeling about this.

He clamped a hand over your mouth so hard you thought your jaw would break. you whimpered under his hand when he slowly pulled out a knife.

“Now be a good girl and shut the fuck up while I do this.”

He brought the knife down to your hips, the fleshy part right above where your bone was. The sharp tip pressed against your skin eliciting another muffled whimper from you.

His eyes shot up to meet yours, dark, commanding you to be quiet before he even had to say the words.

The knife sliced into your skin. You screamed, stifled by his hand at the piercing pain caused by his blade. He cut deeper as your crimson blood started to seep out. He wanted to be sure there would be a scar.

A sadistic smile, visually aided by his scars crossed his face at your screams, combined with the captivating imagery in front of him. The pain became dull and aching as he finished. He had carved a J into your hip, a forever reminder that you were his property.

He let go of your mouth and licked the blood off his fingers.

“Why…?” Was all your tiny voice could manage.

He was suddenly inches from your face. “Did it hurt?” He seemed fascinated to know the answer.

You only scowled at him, tears still brimming your eyes. You felt betrayed by him… but why? Why did you expect any different?

“I’ll make the pain go away.” His raspy voice was in your ear.

He started kissing and sucking on your neck again, and the tension you held in your body began to wash away. A sigh escaped your lips.

One hand gripped your face to keep your head turned to the side while the other traveled down your stomach. Maybe it was the blood loss or maybe it was the way he was kissing your neck, but you felt like you were melting under him.

His fingers brushed over your clit before sinking into your dripping wet cunt. First one, then after a few moments he added a second.

It wasn’t long before your sounds filled the room again. His fingers were deep in you, rutting in and out as his palm placed pressure on your clit.

He pulled away from your neck, still gripping your face so he could watch your reactions.

“Perfect, that face is perfect.” There was still a deranged smile on his face.

“Now open up.” He used his thumb to place pressure on your bottom lip, pulling your mouth open. He spit in your mouth, his cock twitching even harder when you swallowed it immediately.

“Are you already about to cum? You’re already squeezing me so much.”

You didn’t even want to resist anymore. The only thing you wanted was for him to keep ramming into that spot that was making your eyes roll back in your head over and over.

“I’ll let you do it, you know? I love watching you fall apart for me.”

“Come on, cum for me. Show me you’re mine.”

You couldn’t take it anymore. You reached your peak, tightening around his fingers.

“Fuckkkkkkk. Good fucking girl. That’s my good fucking slut.”

He took your lips fervently once more, exploring every inch of your mouth with his tongue while you rode out the waves of your orgasm.

When he pulled away, you were still flushed and panting, your eyes still tinged with that wanton need.

“Oh, don’t make that face. Things will get messy if you do.”

“When… will you stop?”

“How can I stop when it’s clearly still not enough for you?”

He grabbed your legs and pulled you towards him, unbuckling his belt. His cock sprang free a moment later. You tried to repress your curiosity and not look, but you couldn’t will yourself to not follow the motion with your eyes.

Your eyes immediately shot back up and away. You’d read somewhere that serial killers were often impotent but he seemed to not fit that trend.

He grabbed your hand, guiding it over his length. You weren’t looking so you could only focus on the sensation of your hand running over the soft skin of his hardened cock.

You should be pulling away, running and screaming, really doing anything you can to get away from him, but you’re not. Once again, hesitation has struck and you wonder if this is really a bad thing.

I mean he’s already proven to be quite good in bed. He seems quite devoted to you. He’s only hurt you… a little bit. Is it really that wrong?

You were yanked out of your thoughts when he placed his hand at the bottom of your stomach, right at the little dip. “When I cum inside you, I’ll make sure you feel it, all the way in here.”

The time for contemplation was over. This was happening.

He pressed the tip against your entrance, your juices coating him. You sucked in a breath. He slowly pushed in and you felt yourself opening up.

He groaned when he got just past the head. As if that was all it took for him to lose control, he grabbed your hips and shoved himself all the way inside.

“Ugh…!” You winced at the sudden searing pain of him thrusting into you forcefully.

“Ah… Fuck… You’re really tight. Just relax sweetheart. I’ll make you feel good.”

“Fuck…!” You hissed. The pain wasn’t getting any better as he was unrelenting, slamming into you over and over.

His mouth was on yours again, drinking you in, devouring you. He didn’t stop, but the pain subsided into more of a dull ache alongside a new feeling of pleasure.

He released your mouth, allowing your hiccupping moans to fill the room. The tension in your stomach built faster than you were prepared for.

“Wait! I- I…!”

“You’re already cumming? God, you feel so good. I knew you were perfect.”

“Fuck… Fuck…!” You repeated.

“Cum for me again. Cum all over my cock like the slut you are.”

You tightened around him, squeezing his cock all the way to the base.

Even after you came he kept going, the feeling started to grow too intense, almost painful at this point.

“Too…much…!” You panted.

“I’m breaking you aren’t I? Your mind is about to go blank.” His voice was almost feral.

He placed a hand to your neck, caging your throat. He squeezed the sides, careful to not crush your windpipe.

Your moans only increased in volume, becoming breathier by the second.

“Your pussy feels good when I choke you, sweetheart?”

The only response you could give was wrapping your legs around him, urging him to keep going as your eyes rolled back and your back arched.

“Aww, that’s it. You’re mine now.” His thrusts were starting to become more erratic and less rhythmic, like he was getting close.

“Fuck. I’m gonna cum inside you.” His voice cracked a little as he slammed into you a few more times, burying himself in you deeply as he came.

Your head felt like TV static. You had completely succumbed to the feeling of his hot cum coating your walls.

He pulled out of you and fixed himself, looking over your body as you still panted, trying to understand what the fuck happened.

“You want to come with me, sweetheart?”

You nodded.

“Then you’ll have to get dressed~”

—

“Are you ready?”

The news anchor flashed a bright smile, holding two thumbs up.

“Okay, live in 3…2…1…” the cameraman said.

The red “on air” sign lit up vibrantly. She turned to the camera.

“Our top story tonight, the disappearance of a 19 year old college student who seemingly vanished without a trace in the middle of the night.”

“Neighbors witnessed her entering her apartment that night, but no witnesses saw her leaving, nor does she appear on CCTV footage around the building.”

“Her parents have put together a search party for her in the wooded area near her apartment. They believe she may have wandered into the woods while sleepwalking during the night, as she used to do that in the last year she lived at home before her disappearance.”

“Police speculate this may be connected to the recent disappearance and murder of Tyler Rhode, who attended the same college. Is this case connected to the Smiley Face Killer and do we have hope of finding her alive? More at seven.”

Jeff turned off the TV. He looked over at the sleeping girl next to him in his bed. You breathed peacefully, chest rising and falling in a rhythmic manner.

Your wrists were resting on either side of your head, causing your shirt to lift up just enough to see just a sliver of your midriff.

He gently ran his thumb over the initial on your hip, now scabbed up. A slightly heavier exhale escaped you, and your lips slightly curled up in a smile.

~pls remember to distinguish fiction from reality

Feedback and constructive criticism always welcome!!!

[lostpiewrites]

Red Light Green Light 🚦

a/n : here you go with my first ever post. Im so excited and so nervous at the same time. I hope you guys like it. And idk the art credits , if you do , please let me know.

Warnings: written with a fem!s/o in mind , manga spoilers and characters may not behave canonically , it's my interpretation of them so feel free to disagree... Also , i have counted potential trauma trigger factors as red flags ; if it doesnt count so , please let me know so i can improve.

THE RED AND GREEN FLAGS OF BLUE LOCK GUYS IN A RELATIONSHIP :

Michael Kaiser

Red Flags 🚩

Manipulative asf. It's canon in the manga that he reads psychological books to understand and control people better and that applies to your relationship as well. He will pull tricks on you to avoid accountability and responsibility most of the time.

Physical Trauma. I haven't seen any headcannons stating this but this man was abandoned by his mom and was constantly abused by his father. So physical affection might be awkward and stiff at the beginning because physical contact without getting hurt is a foreign concept for him. (But gets used to it if you are patient enough with him)

Green Flags ✅️

Spoils you A LOT. Princess treatment at its peak. We have seen how angry he got when his dad harmed the only thing he owned in his childhood , his soccer ball. He values his possesions and treats you like you are something he is proud to own.

If you get past his exterior and find the traumatized little boy in him , he is insecure and has some abandonment issues from his mother. So he treats you in a way that would make you want to stay with him. (Idk if its a green or red flag tbh)

Alexis Ness

Red Flags 🚩

Has OBSESSIVE attachment issues. Have you seen this man around Kaiser ? He is like a servant. Gets EASILY attached or addicted to people , possessions or habits. This results in two different bad outcomes : One is that if you ever were to break up with him , he probably would cause problems because he doesnt want to let you go or would guilttrap you into staying. The other is because of his easily-attached nature , its way TOO easy for him to gain addiction to harmful things like gambling , smoking etc.

Indecisive and constantly nerved. We have seen how nervous he got when he received the last ball in the last PXG match , thinking about what he should do. That is the energy he would constantly have. You can't leave this man alone on choices. He can't do nothing by himself. It is always on you to plan dates , outfits etc.

Green Flags ✅️

This man is your no1 supporter , your personal cheerleader , no1 hypeman. Right from wrong. He defends you so fiercely that he makes people think that you are his god. You may be defending sth ridicilously wrong like p0rn addiction but he is right there defending it with you like his life depends on it.

Isagi Yoichi

Red Flags 🚩

KING of overthinking. His analiytical mind works against him in relationships. You could have just told him "no" to something simple as an ice cream flavor , he is over there thinking that you dont love him anymore , your relationship is over and whatnot.

He doesnt mean to but when he gets angry , his words gets so agressive that he can call you a wh0re out of nowhere. (slursagi moment here) So arguments with him are mostly heated and doesnt really end well.

He is a socially awkward bean as its implied in the light novel, so getting him into crowds is a huge work. Constantly avoids family or friend gatherings.

Green Flags ✅️

This man has a loving and functioning family and knows how to treat a woman so expect to be treated like you deserve , like the queen you are.

He constantly learns things about you and tries to apply it to himself , just like he does with soccer. What you like ? What you dont ? Your love language ? What makes you happy ? What makes you cringe ? All of it. And he REMEMBERS. Dates , people , everything.

Itoshi Sae

Red Flags 🚩

WORDING. This man has issues with how he talks to people. Have you seen the way he treats his younger brother ? He is a terrible communicator. His words are blunt , unfiltered and even tho he may not mean bad , they sting most of the time.

Time issues. This man STRUGGLES to make time for you when he is busy with his soccer schedule. Doesnt put you at his first priority , you are always behind soccer in importance to him. (Unless he feels like you are THE ONE for him)

Green Flags ✅️

He is always attentive to your needs. He doesn't talk much but his actions does. Big on acts of service. You wake up to see a small breakfast , a coffee and a note saying to take care of yourself. Mention you need sth in a convo ? Next day its on your door with a parcel.

Itoshi Rin

Red Flags 🚩

He is apathetic most of the time. Sometimes you aren't even sure if he loves you or not. It takes a lot of effort to making him care for sth other than soccer and his elder brother.

Green Flags ✅️

This boy LIVES for the day that Sae will finally acknowledge him. And if you are dating him , your opinion matters to him too. He LOVES praises , especially coming from you. So you praise him on his skills at anything , especially at soccer , he will melt into a puddle in your arms. He will deny it with his life but he loves being acknowledged and seen.

This brings me to the second point. He sees YOU because he knows what it feels like to be seen as a shadow of somebody else. He doesn't outwardly complement you but he shows through actions that he sees your effort and is proud of it.

Helps you study or finish your tasks. His English knowledge is otherwordly and canonically doesn't really care for any other lesson than English as it will not do any good to his soccer career but will put in effort to learn a spesific lesson so he can teach you.

Mikage Reo

Red Flags 🚩

Growing up as a nepo baby , he got everything he wanted. He still does. And it makes him unable to understand the struggle of other people who are working 8am-5pm and living paycheck to paycheck. He isnt outwardly rude or insulting but silently judges when people mention something being expensive or that they need to save up.

Again as a nepo baby , he never learned how to control money. So without an advisor , he would go bankrupt in an instant. He wastes money like he has a personal problem with his dad's bank account.

Being a rich kid , he has always thought that people come to him for money. (I think this is something we all agree upon as the blue lock fandom.) So he has trust issues.

Green Flags ✅️

Has no problems buying you anything you want/need no natter how "expensive" you think it is. My mans is rich. 🙂‍↕️

Have you seen the way he puts in effort with Nagi ? He will physically drag you to kitchen if you forget to eat , will force it down your throat if you forget to drink water, will wake you up in time. He is just happy he finally has something he feels he earned and deserved , so he doesn't see anything wrong with cooking a full course meal half sleepily at 3 am for your midnight cravings.

Bachira Meguru

Red Flags 🚩

My boi is schizophrenic. Canonically. I know it's because of something sad like having no friends and trying to cope , but no healthy mankind would have an "imaginary" friend.

Has hyperactivity issues /ADHD. This may not count as a red flag as it's a health condition but days with him is TIRING.

Green Flags ✅️

Anything you do with him turns out to be funny at the end. He knows how to have fun and entertain you , so dates with him would be something you always look forward too.

You're not only his first girlfriend , but also one of the first ever friends. So he treats you more like a girl bestfriend than a girlfriend.

Shidou Ryusei

Red Flags 🚩

I have seen a headcannon that he is raised by his grandparents because his parents were neglectful/busy with work. And i believe that with my whole heart. So he has family issues too. He grow up as rowdy and energetic as he is because he got fed by his grandma's delicious cooking which gave him a superhuman energy boost and had little to no supervisor by his side. (Poor grandparents tho , how they can handle a boy child at that age ? )

Probably has sexual trauma. Because the way we have seen him oversexualize himself and people around him is usually a trauma response.

Has anger management issues. No one can convince me otherwise.

Green Flags ✅️

This man is up for ANYTHING you want to do. Your no1 partner in crime. You can text him something like "i wanna go to a haunted escape room" in the middle of the night and he is at your door in 5 mins with a camera for photos , a few snacks and ready to go.

Brags you to his friends like you are the only thing worth of talking. Shows you of to anyone who asks and goes "you see that gorgeous sexy woman there ? Yeah , she is mine".

Is your guard dog. In LITERAL meaning. He has a tendency to get physical at the slightest trigger and will defend you like you are his treasure while wearing the proudest smirk.

Otoya Eita

Red Flags 🚩

LOYALTY. I don't think i have to even say it. This man has commitment issues and an infamous reputation as a cheater. Leaves you wondering if you are actually his girlfriend or one of his sidechicks. You can never be 100% sure with this man and this causes HUGE trust issues in your relationship.

Doesn't take things really seriously. Unless you force him to listen , care or do something ; he just laughs it away and acts like nothing happened.

Green Flags ✅️

This man is a comedian at heart. Can make you laugh even when you are ugly crying over a failed exam.

Flirts like it's his second nature. Annoyingly smooth with his words and actions. (It's a green flag when it's against you but a red one if it's against other girls tbh)

Karasu Tabito

Red Flags 🚩

Another born-to-be-a-womanizer. Mostly under the effect of Otoya on this topic , he rubs off on him.

Green Flags ✅️

Will make you feel special around him. Because to him you are the most beautiful girl he ever laid eyes upon and he will make you feel like it. He leaves no room for you to feel insecure about anything.

Oliver Aiku

Red Flags 🚩

Yet another charming flirt. Probably the biggest one yet because in the manga we have seen him with two girls in the same time , one of them just ambushes him and catches him with another. 😔 He has had a lot of partners before you and it makes you feel like you are another insignificant person in his life and he will have a lot more after you.

Green Flags ✅️

Even tho it may be a bad thing that he has had a lot of partners before , it also makes him experienced. He knows how to handle a crying woman , what time and where to take you out on a date , helps you on you period etc.

He IS responsible , even tho people may not see him so. He is a team captain so he knows how to take responsibilities and carry them.

[hyhkai]

k.taehyun — dangerous woman!

[ 📚 ] after accidentally eavesdropping taehyun talking with his friends, you've got a question unanswered, a question which is straight up hilarious because it shouldn't be asked in the first place.

content : plot sprinkles, dom!reader sub!tyun, taehyun goes around calling the reader his wife/girlfriend, 'taehyun likes smart girls' agenda, public (in the empty auditorium), blowjob, degradation (m. rec.), making tyun swallow his own cum hah

a/n ; NEEDS TO BE EDITED! idk why I named it dangerous woman for angie and smiles txt birthday event + technically written off of my this thought but it doesn't appear in the limelight as brightly. though i still abide by it and always will. i have no clue how auditoriums look in your guys' vision but 🙏

"what're you even trying to do? makeout with me?" he asked as you pulled him aside from the piled hallway and led him to the top floor.

"trust me," you looked back at him, agony filled eyes. "kissing you is the last mistake I want to make, and I make a lot of mistakes."

he chuckled, god, he chuckled. he has some guts. "if you've started to make mistakes, then I'm a failure, noona."

he's always been like this. you wondered if he had some borderline obsession with you. which, now that you've found out the shit he's been going around blabbering — he definitely is obsessed with you.

almost throwing the two of you into the auditorium when you spotted a council member; you shut the door behind yourself as you stared at him, pulling his backpack onto his shoulder. "I'm actually starting to think you want to kiss me. it could've been in the cafeteria, no? why hide like we're middle schoolers?"

you shook your head no. "i already told you, I'd never kiss a dumb dog like you."

"then what are we here for?"

"why are you telling your friends I'm your girlfriend?"

silence. for about a minute. or two.

"i didn't." he said, turning back and walking to one of the chairs, sitting on the one at the corner. he's seriously planning to pretend, that he didn't go around saying you both fuck everyday.

"I don't like liars." you mumbled, walking behind him and letting yourself fall onto the chair right beside him, knees buckling. "what kind of a lie is this? we both are stuck in a loop of arguments and flirting. what makes you want to go around saying I'm your girlfriend?"

"I felt like it." he said dryly, eyes cast down at his fingers as they fidgeted.

"felt like it? you—" you closed your eyes in annoyance, nostrils flaring as your neck turned to look at him. "you felt like telling everyone that I'm your girlfriend? me of all people?" you hissed, he's such a bitch. fucking asshole.

it takes the average human being to start dating after 1-3 months of knowing each other, but it took taehyun one month to walk you down the aisle in his puerile dreams.

"well, why not you?" he asked, looking down at your fingers that were sprinkled with ink. you'd never dated any of the guys around here — because they're such bitches. what about the one in front of you? very evident.

"because I'm never going to really date you!" you almost yelled, lowering your noise when you heard your voice hit the walls of the empty auditorium.

"okay whatever, what're you gonna do about it?" he huffed out, his arms escaping the straps of his backpack.

motherfucker.

you looked away, this boy was making you so demented. you wished you were corrosive and could just touch him and destroy his entire existence in the moment.

and that's when it hit you. your touch... could destroy him. hell, it could probably make him dumb, to say the very least. you looked back to see taehyun, sitting there, staring at you with big big eyes, looking like he's going to swallow you whole.

"what?" you tore the silence apart, taehyun fluttering his eyelashes as he eyed you. the boy is still checking you out. "have some goddamn decency."

"I can't." he said, leaning in, leaning in close so close you wanted to flick his forehead and slap him across the face. he's always been like this for you since the day you put him in his place. he's been like a damn dog, like he wanted to be walked around by you since that day.

"then learn how to!"

"teach me, noona."

and so you did. so you did. and he's going to learn. he's going to learn to never annoy you again.

"noona—"

his eyes widened when your hand went straight for his crotch. fuck. you placed your hand on his cock, in the corner of the auditorium, after school hours.

"shut up. this is what you wanted, didn't you? you're filthy." and he, an exuberant kitten had turned into a lethargic dog. a dumb dog. "you're welcome for this. you're welcome."

"you— you-. what are you even thinking?" he asked, eyes wide as he leaned back, growing motionless. well, one thing was definitely in motion.

"shut the fuck up." you rubbed the tent in his pants as it eventually grew — still no consent of his, but his expression and activities history doesn't seem to be convincing you that he'll say no. you grabbed his face, making him look at you after his eyes had set down onto your hand on his dick. "tell me, taehyun. do you think from your dick or something?"

"y-you can't ask a question like— that.. h-hah." he groaned, a pretend exasperated tone when he was clearly enjoying this. he looked... desperate. it was scaring and making you want to fuck him at the same time. "please, noona."

"please what? use your words, bitch." you said, finger twirling the zipper of jeans, or more like a synonym for a cock cage.

"what're you gonna do?" he asked, eyes shooting around the hall as his knees buckled up, trying to squirm your hand away. this felt so emasculating to him — that you just basically palmed his dick from above the denim.

you were everything he wasn't — smart, perfect and untainted. but you were everything he wanted.

"maybe suck your dick," you said and the statement was definitely sent as an electric signal to his dick and his brain. "give you a reason to go around saying absolute bullshit, hm?" and he closed his eyes shut. his head fell back on the back rest as you unzipped his jeans, letting out a sadistic chuckle. "aw, is the delusion wearing off?" placing a hand under his chin and tilting his head to your side. oh lord, he was blushing. his ears were heating up and his cheeks went pink. "n-not bullshit.. not—"

"shut up." you attempted at a slap but only smacked his jaw, making his head turn away. lightly squeezed to his dick through the Calvin Klein and he whimpered. rubbing the tip with your nails.

if someone asked you if your panties were dry you'd have to deny it. his condition only got more tortured and jittery, you were chuckling like watching a stand-up comedy. you got up from the seat, kneeling in front of him. "h-hah, noona. shit— pl-please."

a malevolent expression, you took his dick out, cockhead lathered in precum — manwhore !

"you like this?" you asked, placing your hand in front of his mouth. "spit, whore." and he did, so fast like he was already preparing to, preparing to be sucked and jerked off.

"mmm, noona, i— h-hah." taehyun scrunched his knees together when your hand twisted at the tip, going down on his dick and his eyes shot open. "i l-love- this."

"of course you do, slut." you mumbled, licking the underpart of his tip, looking up at him as his hands reached to the back of your head to push you down on it unprovoked. he has the audacity to try to fuck your mouth. but no, you slapped his hand away. "behind your back."

he arched his back in sole pleasure, hands behind him now, he let out short, rapid pants. you opened your mouth wide, making him assume you'll finally take his dick, only to start pumping his dick rapidly.

"shit— shit, shit. noona no—"

"take it." you cut him off, using both hands, twisting. your lips set on the edge of his tip, rubbing against it. his brain was vacuous; and it got worse when you held the base of his dick and swallowed him whole.

"oh fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck." he whispered as you glide your hand up his hoodie, staying at his abs making him suck his stomach in. shook your head, the friction too much for him to bear. "noona, noona please."

pulling away, strings of saliva connecting you to his dick as his head flung back, closing his eyes shut when your nails slid up and down.

"keep it down, my god. the president might just hear you, would you want to be seen getting your cock sucked by me?"

his nails of each hand were digging into each other, his jaw clenching. "it— it'll make for a good s-sight."

"'m so close, pleasepleaseplease." he groaned as you completely stopped even the slightest of fuckery he was receiving from his imaginative slut. "no!"

you giggled at the sight — brain-dead taehyun, with his hands behind his back that were desperate to come forward and get him to cum, his embarrassing, dumbfounded state. a slap to his dick and he thrust into the air.

he could fuck any object that moves right now.

"you just love having your cock shoved down throats, don't you?"

hollowing your cheeks around him, the pleasure too much for him to bear. his hands escaped from behind and almost reached for your head but stopped mid-way, balling into a fist as his brain began jarring.

"noona please please please I'm gonna—" and before he could even warn you, prevent your annoyance and the malice you might have, he spilled into your mouth. and to his surprise, you kept his tip in your mouth, tasting him.

"noona?"

a pretend swallow that made his brain cloudy, did you just swallow his cum?

you got up, his eyes tracking up as you leaned down and pulled him by the collar of his hoodie, clashing your lips onto his and his mind skipped a function or two. you seeped his cum into his mouth, wiping your hands on his chest and he did not give the reaction you expected, the reaction you wanted him to give you — instead, to your surprise, he kissed back, his hand slipping up to catch yours. he didn't expect this at all but the whore didn't give a fuck. you pulled away, displeased that he wasn't mad you just made him eat his own cum.

"you ain't my boyfriend." you hissed, picking your backpack up.

and he was all gone to hell, no place for him in heaven, staring at the high ceiling, panting, beatific.

are they dating? no. do they both have mutual thoughts of fucking? absolutely.

I wrote this in like one hour forgive me

[artydonsgf]

If you're alright with NSFW prompts, can you think of any kinks the three might have?

hi anon! thank you sm for your request<3 honestly, this account has challenged me so much because i’ve never really written nsfw stuff before. it’s really fun actually! enjoy nsfw headcanons with art, tashi, and patrick

Art Donaldson

- completely submissive in bed

- he likes when you’re rough with him

- hair pulling, biting, nails digging into his back

- needy as fuck, any time you start to slow down, he’s kissing you n begging you to keep going

- loves praise, he’ll do anything to get it

- quick to try new things if you want to

- total begger

- likes being overstimulated

- the idea of being completely overwhelmed by you is so hot to him

- really likes it when you blindfold him

- your touch becomes a million times more exciting when he has no idea where it’s going to come from

- he also likes it when he’s slightly restricted

- not too much because grabbing your hips when you’re on top of him is his favorite thing

- always on the bottom, you have total control

- king of whimpering and moaning and begging (a/n: i need him)

- soft breathy whispers telling you that you’re so beautiful, you make him feel so good, etc

- begs to touch you, he lowkey can’t believe that you’re his

- asks for consent in the most slutty desperate voice ever (it’s very hot)

- desperate, needy, and pathetic is the best way to describe him in bed

- great at aftercare, it’s him showering you in kisses thanking you for rocking his world

- seriously, he’s so gentle and sweet and he always makes you food after

Tashi Duncan

- likes watching you on your knees

- any position where you’re under her does it for her

- likes it when you suck her fingers

- loves when you’re loud

- likes to have sex in non-traditional places

- the car, the shower, downstairs, kitchen, etc

- doesn’t want to share you with anyone but sometimes she wonders what it would be like watching you fuck someone else

- high sex drive

- i mean come on, you’re with the most competitive n passionate woman in the world, did you think that wasn’t gonna translate into bed?

- doesn’t let up even in bed, she makes you work for every ounce of pleasure you want

- you’re spoiled by her but that’s only once you work to get there

- obsessed with giving you hickies

- loves it when you dress up in pretty lingerie

- she slowly undresses you, kissing you everywhere as she goes

- loves buying you lingerie too

- aftercare is the best with her

- you guys shower together and softly whisper sweet words to one another

- you change the sheets together and settle into fresh sheets feeling nice and clean

Patrick Zweig

- total exhibitionist

- likes the thrill of almost being caught so you often find yourself with his hands down your pants in dark corners of parties

- likes being marked

- if he’s not walking away with a million hickies did yall really fuck?

- likes to go without a condom

- obviously with your consent and making sure you’re on birth control

- likes to come on your face when you give him blow jobs

- seeing you covered in his cum makes him hard all over again

- total brat, he does everything possible to rile you up

- he’s also a complete tease, he loves making you beg for him to keep touching you

- loudddd

- neighbors three doors down can hear his moaning

- he’s not even exaggerating either, bro just really can’t help himself when you’re fucking him

- likes it when you dress up in cute outfits

- he barely sees it because he’s so eager to rip it off but the brief moment he does look, he loves it

- aftercare is always sweet but pretty short because sex with you is like his version of melatonin

- besides staying awake for the general clean up, he’s normally out like a light afterwards

- even with quickies, he’s always falling asleep

- pussy so good you put his ass to bed🙏🏾

hiiii idk if this is that good, i spent so long reworking it cause i hated it. butttt i dont wanna keep anyone waiting so i hope you enjoyed<3

[theemissuniverse]

“IMPENDING DOOM” SHAO KAHN X FEM!READER

SUMMARY : You are an Earthrealm warrior. Shao Kahn challenges you. He will stop his attack on Earthrealm if you win the fight against him. If you do not, you will marry him and become his bride. (Spoiler alert, ya dumbass loses) also plot change, you save Kung Lao at the tournament so bro doesn’t die. Hurray for you! (This is also one of my favorite things I wrote and idk why)

A/N : Also Shao Kahn >>> General Shao. But also side note HOW DID KUNG LAO DIE IN MK 9 LIKE DID THEY NOT SEE SHAO KAHN WALKING UP BEHIND BRO????

A/N : Also on the note, I feel like in my personal opinion, y’all characterize Shao Kahn wrong. I feel like if Shao Kahn were to have a lover, he’d actually be more gentle with them and treat them like a goddess. Just because he’s a bad guy doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a soft spot. Like he has one for Sindel, Mileena and Skarlet so I would just assume he would have one for his lover

A/N : Also ALSO this is written more so like for the reader to be curvy/chubby but you can imagine her not being that way if you please

WARNINGS : (MDNI)! f receiving, breeding kink, slight dirty talk, some praise, unsafe p in v, insecurities

Here’s part 2

MASTERLIST

You couldn’t stand him. He was so smug about the whole ordeal. The truth was you didn’t know if you guys would win. Johnny was already down so now that was one less warrior.

Liu Kang went to try and free Kitana. You just stood there and impatiently watched the scene.

Shao Kahn however couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. He had met you previously and became rather obsessed with you. He claimed you would be his soon enough. He would stand by that claim too.

Kung Lao had defeated both Shang Tsung and Quan Chi. It had been surprising. Sure, Kung Lao was an excellent fighter but those two were excellent sorcerers.

That’s when you saw it. Shao Kahn walking up behind him. “No!” You were the closest one to him. You immediately grabbed Kung Lao and switched him over to behind you. You then kicked Shao Kahn with your flying kick so hard that it knocked him down.

Gasps were heard. At this point, Liu Kang had freed Kitana. You went over and helped Kung Lao up. “He was going to kill you.” You informed him.

Liu Kang helped Kung Lao up a little and brought him closer to him and Kitana. You looked at Shao Kahn, awaiting for his reaction.

He does not react the way you expect him to. A low dark chuckle erupts from his throat. He is amused.

Shao Kahn stands up from the ground. You can see the intimidating look he gave behind his mask. “I like women that have fire.”

You rolled your eyes slightly. Shao Kahn had been trying to use his advances on you since he had met you and of course, none of it worked. “You’re done, Shao Kahn. You’re just mad that Kung Lao best you. Don’t be a poor sport about it.”

“Poor sport? Care to make this interesting?”

“What are you going on about?”

Shao Kahn started to circle you and by instinct, you circled with him. He stared you down from your head to your toes. “Fight me. If you can best me, I will attack Earthrealm no longer.”

You were surprised. He would stop attacking Earthrealm just like that? What you didn’t understand was why he was willing to take that kind of risk. You may be no Liu Kang but you were one of Earthrealm’s top defenders. The best female fighter.

“Just like that?” You questioned not believing the tyrant.

“Just like that.” He confirmed with you.

You looked him up and down, trying to figure him out. “That doesn’t make any sense. You’re already trying to conquer Earthrealm. So what more do you want? What do you want if I were to lose?”

Shao Kahn had a deep chuckle at that question. He was waiting for you to ask him that. “It’s very simple. You will marry me and become my Empress. I need a strong, well put together woman and you are exactly what I’ve been looking for.”

You actually couldn’t believe it. You would have to marry Shao Kahn if you lost? You stopped circling around him and Shao Kahn stopped as well. You were too shocked to speak.

You found your voice though and shook your head. “Fuck you.” You were about to walk away but the sound of his voice made you stop dead in your tracks.

“Afraid you’ll lose? That’s hilarious. You’re one of Earthrealm’s strongest fighters and even you believe you cannot best me? Pathetic.”

You absolutely hated him because he knew how to push your buttons. You turned back around to face him. It was like you were almost accepting his challenge.

Liu Kang looked between the two of you before walking over to you. He rested a hand on your shoulder. “(Y/N). Do not. He is not to be trusted. Even if you do win, he most likely will not keep his end of the deal.”

“I am a man of my word, Earthrealmer.” Shao Kahn stated as if he was almost offended Liu Kang would even suggest that. “Come on, (Y/N). I say it’s a win win. Saving Earthrealm or marrying me? What could be better than that.”

You scoffed at his cockiness. You turned your attention to Raiden, seeing if he approved with what you were about to do. Raiden seemed unsure but he nodded for you to do whatever you had to do.

Turning your attention back on Shao Kahn, you took some steps forward. “You gonna buy me a pony if I win?” You couldn’t help but sarcastically say.

Shao Kahn chuckled. Oh, did he love your nature. You had a lot of bark for someone that was an Earthrealmer. That’s what intrigued him so much. “Oh, I will give you more than you can imagine.”

You rolled your eyes slightly but did not say anything. You took your fighting stance and Shao took his.

Instantly, you started with offense. You punched, kicked, and continued this pattern and Shao blocked every hit you tried to connect.

You were very confused because Shao did not try to be offensive with you. He was on defense. This pattern continued for some time until you gave him a great big push.

When you did so, he did not react to it. You tilted your head at him. “Why are you going easy on me?”

“I prefer my Empress to not be so bruised up.”

That’s when Shao started to turn into offensive mode and you were on your defense. He swung his hammer at you about a thousand times and you ducked every hit.

Shao Kahn punched you in the gut and then kicked you in the stomach. You fell down on your back.

You felt the wind get knocked from you. You had to regain your composure quickly. You moved to the right when he tried to stomp you while you were on the ground. Then you swept his feet and he had fallen on the ground.

Shao Kahn groaned in pain. You smirked to him. Shao did not give up easily in the slightest. The Emperor got up and charged at you.

You ducked every hit that tried to come in contact with you. Every blow he tried to throw it did not connect. Until one of the eventually did.

His right fist connected with your face. You fell to the ground instantly.

Shao Kahn felt slightly bad. Your lip was bleeding and it looked pretty bad but he could not show it. You felt your lip as blood leaked onto your white shirt.

You got up and stood your ground. He was impressed to be completely honest. Most female Earthrealm warriors would’ve cried or backed out by now. Not you. That’s why he liked you so much.

You went to kick at his stomach but Shao moved out the way. He went to hit you in your chest but you blocked his movement. Finally, you landed an uppercut and it made Shao Kahn stumble back a bit. This time Shao was bleeding a little.

Shao felt his nose and nothing but a smirk came on his lips when he saw the blood trickle down his finger. It was your turn to be surprised. You knew he was sadistic but you did not know he would enjoy you hurting him.

With you being distracted, Shao hit you in the chest with his left fist and then kicked you in your stomach, making you fall to your knees.

Shao backhanded you and you fell to the ground. You groaned in pain. Usually Shao would kick his enemies while they were down but he would not do that with you.

He picked you up by the shirt and saw your weakened condition. “Say it.”

You didn’t want to but he was stronger than you. You felt as though you failed everyone. You could not believe that he had actually beat you.

You were too weak to go on and everyone knew that after seeing the fight. You signed some and made sure not to look at him in his eyes. “I concede.”

Shao Kahn smirked. He helped you to your feet and helped you stand properly. Shao wiped the blood that was leaking from your mouth.

The blood was on his fingers. Shao Kahn placed the fingers in his mouth and sucked the blood off. You looked at him a bit disgusted by his action.

“The tournament will be paused.” Shao Kahn told the Earthrealmers. “I have a bride that needs to get ready.”

You tried to hold back your eye roll. Shao Kahn made Quan Chi open up a portal and Shao Kahn made you come through it with him.

Shao Kahn had some business to attend to before handling you so you were sent to his room. You actually could not believe how big his room was.

You walked further into the room. The bed was the biggest thing about the room. He had a full wardrobe, a big shower and bath and big windows.

The room was dark. Not in the lighting sense but the color. It was red and black. You were not surprised by this in the slightest.

A knock was on the door. You didn’t know if you should even say ‘come in’ because well this was just now your room. “Come in?” You questioned more so then said.

A woman that had looked just like Kitana but had tarkatan features entered your room with clothes. “Father, said to give you these.”

You had realized that this was Mileena. You carefully took the clothes out of her hands. “Thanks.”

“I’m so excited! I will have a mother finally! Father, says you are a strong woman. I don’t quite see it but I believe in his intuition.”

You didn’t know if you should’ve been offended or not. You also felt a little bad. Usually, you had a pretty good tell if people were evil but Mileena didn’t really seem like she was evil to you. “Your father is an annoying tyrant and I cannot stand him.”

Mileena laughed a little. You had to admit, it was a bit unsettling. “Father said you would say something like that. We’ll be a family shortly, dear. Do not worry.”

That bad feeling came back to you. Mileena seemed to be desperate to have a family and you could understand that. From what you were told, she was Shang Tsung’s experiment so she most likely did not have a sense of identity. “Hopefully I don’t claw my eyes out in the process.”

“I’ll let you get changed.” Mileena left the room, leaving you there.

You changed into the outfit. It was a long fitted red gown with lace attached to the back. The problem was that it showed off your stomach and you were a little bit on the chubbier and curvier side.

You sighed a little then looked down to realize that your thighs also did the same thing. The clothing wasn’t too revealing. (Surprisingly for Shao Kahn’s taste) but it was revealing in all the places you did not want it revealed.

The door opened and closed. You turned to look to see Shao Kahn had stepped in. He was about to say something but he stopped in his tracks when he saw you.

You were the most gorgeous woman in all of Outworld to him. Hell, even in all the universe. He mentally thanked himself that he put you in that outfit because god, to him, it was doing you a lot of good.

“You look breath taking, My Empress.”

You rolled your eyes and turned back to the mirror. “Cut the shit.” You told him and he laughed. “What is so funny?”

“Your Earthrealm language is amusing.”

“I’ll show you amusing.” You more so mumbled under your breath. Shao Kahn heard you but he chose not to say anything.

Shao Kahn had placed his things on the table next to you. When he did, he saw you staring at yourself in the mirror. He noticed the looks you were giving yourself. “Stop looking at yourself like that.”

You didn’t bother to look at Shao Kahn. You kept your eyes glued to the mirror. “Like what?”

“Like you don’t appreciate what you are seeing.”

You didn’t respond to him. You continued to stare at yourself in the mirror, trying to convince yourself that the outfit looked good on you. You couldn’t get with it. “It doesn’t flatter me.” You told him truthfully.

Shao Kahn did not understand what you meant. “What do you mean?”

You gave him a look like he should know. You pointed to your stomach that was sticking out. “Do you not see this? I look like I’m pregnant.”

Don’t play into that because the thought of getting you pregnant drove Shao Kahn crazy. Shao Kahn stood behind you. He grabbed onto your stomach and gave it soft rubs despite his hands being so large and rough. “This is a body of a woman.”

Shao was in love with your curvy body. With all parts about you. Your stomach, your thighs, and definitely your ass. He was obsessed with every part of you.

You were surprised at how good his hands felt on your body. You wanted to fight it but you had given into his rough touches.

Shao Kahn started to rub all over your body and massage you. Your back, your neck, your stomach, your arms. He was rubbing everywhere he could rub. “This is a body of my Empress. I would not have you any other way.”

You were severely confused. Severely. Shao Kahn was a tyrant that only cared for his goals and his pleasure but here he was, rubbing you down, talking to you sweetly and making you feel good about yourself.

You slightly moaned at his touches. His hands felt like the Elder Gods themselves. You didn’t want the feeling of his hands all over you to stop.

But you had to snap yourself out of it. You hated this man. He ruined you. He was taking over Earthrealm as he was doing all this for you.

Shao Kahn was not a good man.

You broke out of his hold and pushed him back. “For the record, I did not enjoy that. I am just touched starved.”

He chuckled a little at your statement. He knew you liked it but he would play along into your bit for now. “Touch starved? When was the last time a man touched you like that?”

It felt like never to be honest. “None of your business. Now give me my space.” You were again, surprised that Shao Kahn had listened.

You touched the veil that went over your hair and it was long, down to your back and to the back of your legs.

“That Earthrealmer seems fond of you.” Shao said, breaking the silence.

You were confused as you fixed your earrings. “Who? No one is fond of me.”

“Liu Kang. I see the way he looks at you.”

You rolled your eyes a little at that but still didn’t look at him. “He’s just my friend. He just cares about me. Not that you would know about the caring for someone department.”

Shao Kahn watched as you put your earrings on. He honestly wanted to push your buttons. He found it extremely amusing. “Soon, I will have my victory. And I’ll kill him. He will be burned by his own fire.”

The statement pissed you off to no end. You couldn’t control your temper. You turned around to face him and you slapped him across the face, hard. You almost knocked his mask off.

Shao Kahn did not show you a reaction. You were waiting to be slapped back. Waiting for him to try and maybe beat on you mercilessly.

What you didn’t know is slapping him across the face turned him on. In fact, he started to feel himself become erect.

You looked at him puzzled. “Aren’t you going to hit me back?”

“Now, why would I do that?” You didn’t respond to him. Shao Kahn’s hands went behind the back of your head and he fixed the veil on top of your head.

The two of you didn’t speak a word as he fixed it. You just watched him. You couldn’t believe it.

When he was done, he pulled away. “Meet me down in the dining hall for dinner.”

Shao Kahn walked out the room and closed the door. You just stood there in complete shock.

This was going to be interesting.

You decided that keeping Shao Kahn waiting wasn’t a good idea and you walked out of the room. You went downstairs all the way to where dinner was to be served.

There sat Shang Tsung, Quan Chi, Reiko, Mileena, and Reptile. You weren’t really intimidated by the sorcerers, Mileena, or Reptile but you were by Reiko because you had never met him.

They all stood from their seat and bowed to you. You gave them a look, weirded out. “What the hell are you people doing?”

“Showing respect to new Empress. Well almost Empress.” Shang Tsung stated simply.

“Ugh. Don’t remind me.” You grumbled under your breath. You were about to grab a chair and sit down but Shao Kahn’s voice stopped you.

“You do not sit there.” He motioned for you to sit on the throne that was across from him. “You sit there.”

You looked to the throne and then back to him. “You people take these Outworld politics way too far.” You said before sitting on the throne. “For the record, I still hate all of you…besides Mileena.”

Mileena giggled at this. ��You will learn to enjoy our company eventually, Empress.” Quan Chi told you.

“Yeah right. I’d rather have Sub-Zero freeze me to death then-“ Your statement was cut off when a servant set food on the table. When she did, you realized the meal was consistent of all your favorite foods.

You rose your eyebrows confused that he had knew this information and you looked back at Shao Kahn. “How did you know I like this?”

“I know everything.”

You looked back at the food and then back at him. “This does not earn you brownie points.” You lied to him, pointing your finger at him.

Shao Kahn smirked, knowing you were lying to him. He watched as you began to eat. When he did so, he noticed Reiko was staring at you.

You started to notice Reiko’s stare and it was making you a little bit uncomfortable. Especially because you didn’t know him very well.

Shao Kahn looked at you then turned his attention to Reiko. “Reiko. Do you like breathing?”

Reiko looked at the Kahn a bit confused at the question since the answer was obvious. He couldn’t have an attitude though when addressing him. “Yes, Shao Kahn.”

“Then I suggest you stop staring at her before I have to put an end to that.”

It was so bizarre to you seeing Shao Kahn stick up for you but you chose to block the feeling in the pit of your stomach out and continue eating.

When you were done, you were getting ready for bed. You wore a red nightgown and fixed your head up for bed. One thing you were not looking forward to is sleeping in the same bed as Shao Kahn.

You took your earrings off and were placing them on the dresser. You heard the bathroom door open and you saw Shao Kahn walk out with a towel wrapped around himself.

You were taken aback. First of all, you had never seen Shao Kahn without his armor. You never seen his face.

His face was very masculine. All the right areas were sharp. His nose was big and pointed down. His eyes were a dark red. As red as the color of blood. His head was round but chin was pointed down. Again, he had strong masculine features.

I mean, he was a big man but you did not expect for him to be that big. His chest stood strong and some scars were around his rib cage. Probably from fighting in kombat.

He looked so…good. So, good that you felt a pool of wetness come between your legs.

‘God. I really am touch starved. There’s no way I find a psychopath dictator hot.’ You thought to yourself.

Shao Kahn walked over to the mirror to examine himself. “You’re staring.”

Of course he knew you were. You scoffed and turned away from him. “Am not.” You tried taking the necklace off your neck. “I just never seen you without your helmet.”

Shao Kahn turned to you and smirked. “Is it something you like?”

“Hardly.” You lied.

Shao noticed you struggling to get your necklace off. He walked up behind you and his hands went to your neck. You released your hold on the necklace and allowed him to do it.

You felt himself press up against you. You gasped a little. Oh, he was big. Extremely big. You probably should’ve guessed since he was a big man but you still did not expect for him to be that big.

“Don’t act like you don’t feel it.”

Ugh, you hated his cocky self. “I’ve met men who had bigger.”

Shao Kahn chuckled knowing you were lying. “Sure you have.” He took off the necklace and placed it on the desk. He grabbed a pair of boxers and placed them on him.

Reality was starting to hit you. You were actually forced to marry this tyrant. You were going to be his wife. You were going to be Empress of Outworld. You were going to be on the same side as people you once found to be your enemies.

Shao Kahn started to lay in the bed. You turned to him with your hands on your hips. “So, when do you plan to marry me? I’d like to get this over with.”

“After I win the tournament.”

“Tuh. Who says you’ll win?”

“I am Shao Kahn. Kahn of Outworld. They will taste no victory.”

Everything within you hated him. You couldn’t understand why he was doing this. Why couldn’t he just leave Earthrealm alone? “You’re such a dick, you know that? You literally invaded Edenia and claimed it to be your own. You rule Outworld with an iron fist. Is that not enough? You need to take my home too?”

Shao Kahn didn’t speak. It was like he was contemplating on what he was going to say. The tiniest part of him felt bad but at the end of the day, he was a sadistic ruler. He did not care for anything else. “This is your home now.”

You shook your head. “If this is your way of winning me over, you’re pretty shitty at it.” You told him point blank.

After you turned off all the lights, you got into bed and faced the left side which was the opposite way so you weren’t facing him.

Shao Kahn knew you were mad but you would get over it eventually. He was Kahn of Outworld. You would want him. He also knew you. He knew you craved power just like he did. You just were better at hiding it. That’s why through out your entire stay, you did not throw a fuss at him taking care of you.

He knew you liked he was taking care of you. You just didn’t want to admit it because you didn’t want to be the bad guy.

Shao Kahn grabbed the blanket and laid it on top of you. His hand instinctively went to the inner part of your thigh so he could pull you closer to him but when he did, he felt how wet you were.

You mentally cursed yourself for being so turned on earlier. Shao was at your ear. His breath made the back of your hairs stand up. “Why don’t you let me take care of that.”

Before you could say anything, Shao’s hands were already on it. He pulled your panties down slightly and placed his fingers over your clit. Then he started to rub in circles.

You let out a deep moan that you felt like you had been holding in for the longest. Shao made sure to be more gentle because he knew he was heavy handed. He didn’t need to apply that much pressure to your clit because his hands were so big.

Shao Kahn kissed your neck as you let out a string of profanities. It was far more sensitive when he was rubbing it.

He had already been hard but you felt him grow even more and you didn’t believe it was possible for him to be that big. You felt his member grow on your ass.

This was a mistake. You would regret it. Absolutely would but at the moment you didn’t care. The way he was taking care of you now gave you more than enough reason to let him keep going.

You were surprised that he wasn’t eager to fuck you. He was taking his time making sure that you got all the foreplay that you needed.

Shao stuck his fingers in your pussy and started to pump in and out of you. His fingers were big so they worked well inside you.

You moaned even louder and started to move on his fingers to feel more of him. “I will show you how an Emperor takes care of his Empress.” Shao told you.

He removed his fingers from your pussy and licked all over them. You tasted so pleasant to him that he had let out a groan at the taste.

Shao Kahn took off his boxers. Then he got up and hovered over you. He took off your underwear completely and threw it on the floor. His dick slapped against your stomach. Just looking at him above you turned you on.

He picked up your legs and dragged you down to him so your pussy was right on his dick. Then Shao entered you. He made sure to enter you very slowly, knowing how big he was.

You let out the biggest moan and threw your head back. Shao moved very slowly in you, grunting at how good your pussy clenched onto him.

He filled you completely and you didn’t know whether you loved it or hated it. You moaned each time he thrusted in you. “Faster, please.”

You didn’t need to tell him twice. Shao Kahn went faster inside of you. Usually, he would go very rough and hard but he would do something different for your guy’s first time. (Yes, he was that sure in himself that this would happen again.)

“Oh my god. Yes. Oh my god. Shao.”

“That’s right. Scream my name. Let everyone know how good I’m making you feel.”

Shao Kahn watched as your stomach jiggled with each thrust. He licked his lips and felt all over your stomach. “Mine. All mine.”

You could barely form words. It felt like everything was becoming blurry. He buried himself inside you like you were the only woman he was interested in. Like you were the only woman in the world.

“No other man can have you.” Shao told you as he fucked you. You started to pant heavily. He wrapped your legs around his waist and started to pound even harder. “You will give me children. I will bury my seed in you.”

He was fucking you so good that him cumming inside of you seemed like the best idea in the world. “Oh shit. Oh shit. Yes. Yes.”

“That’s it. Take all of me. You’re so good.” The overwhelming amount of pleasure Shao was giving you was far too much. You started to cry. Shao noticed this and he brought his hand to your eyes and wiped the tears. “I know, my Empress. You can cum soon. Wait for me.”

You didn’t think that was possible. He was hitting in all the right spots. “Please don’t stop.”

Shao loved you being so needy for him. “Oh, I don’t plan to.” The sound of skin to skin contact and your moans filled the room. When he saw you were trying to cover you mouth to conceal your moans, Shao slapped your thigh. “Move your hand.”

You whimpered some but removed it. “I-oh-don’t wanna be-oh my god-too loud.”

“I do. In fact, I need you to be louder.” The way you clenched on him made him throw his head back. He started to become close.

Your nails dug into his arms and clawed at him until he was dripping blood. That only turned him on more.

Pants started to turn into high pitch shrieks. You were too close. You didn’t think you could keep it up much longer. “I can’t.”

“Aw, you’re doing so good though.” Shao Kahn pounded into you a bit rougher. “I thought you didn’t like me but look at you. You’re about to fall apart.”

You dug your nails in more harshly and he grunted at it. The pain felt too good for him. “Please, please, please. I’m so close.”

Talking to him was doing the job. “Oh yes.” He gripped your thighs tighter to keep you in place. He planned to cum inside you and he was going to accomplish that. “Make a mess on me. Cum on your Emperor.”

The two of you released. You squirted all over his chest. He came inside you hard. So hard you could actually feel it. You moaned loudly, screaming his name.

Shao kept going until he knew you were fully done. He slowly pulled out of you and then rubbed your stomach. “You were always mine but now you are indefinitely mine.”

You could not believe you just did that.

TO BE CONTINUED????

[gr4veyardsblog]

can you please write hazel x cheerleader!reader where hazel has a massive crush on/obsession with reader and either doesn't speak to her at all out of fear or says the dumbest shit because she's so flustered but reader finds it cute?

Not so obvious.

Summary: Hazel has a big crush on reader but is too scared to even talk to her which makes reader begin to think she hates her

A/n : I’m sorry if this is bad but I haven’t written in like 5 years would love some tips in the comments or anything thank you just need to let my feelings out on my obsesión with Hazel- 😼

It was obvious Hazel didn’t like you. How could u not know with her always running off when you come even remotely close to her.

“Hey hazel” you practically yell at you spot her by her locker barely getting there and reaching for a book. But as quick as you see her, as quick as she disappears.

Another time you spot her having a conversation with pj and Josie but this time in class so thought there was no way she could go anywhere. Boy were you wrong.

“Hey guys” just as you were coming up you see hazel speed walk out the classroom door.

Your shoulders slump as you feel slightly off putted by the erupt exit.

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“Just talk to her” pj said with annoyance in her voice

“It’s not that simple rather just ignore it and act like it doesn’t exist” Hazel says shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head

“Dude it’s way better than you just leaving like she has some sort of virus or something

Hazel shakes her head and sees u walking towards them and quickly looks around for an exit route but thoughts are cut short by your body coming I to view

“Hey guys I was wondering what you guys were doing after school”

Hazel stops listening as she thinks to herself that this is finally her chance to talk to you. Just say hey how are you you look really pretty today. No she’ll think your a total loser today

Suddenly she blurts out as pj is explaining what the club is.

“I love woman “ all three stop and look at her. The tip of her ears turning a bright red eyes widen not believing she said that

“I-I think what she means if we all love and want to suppprt woman” pj said trying to save the conversation

“ so if ur into that stuff you should totally stop by and i don’t know if u want to , bring some of your friends with you like idk” she pretends to think “ maybe Isabel and Brittany for instance just throwing that out there”

Josie shakes her head and grabs pjs arm

“Uh yea I’ll see if they wanna come. I’ll see you all later “ you say walking off after they both said their byes except Hazel

Hazel comes out of her shock and shakes her head

“ what was that” pj said looking at Hazel

“I don’t know it just came out”

“Dude u need serious help if that’s how you flirt “

“ you don’t just blurt I love woman ur lucky I saved your ass”

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“ always be on time “

Pj turns around being cut off with the sound of the gym door opening and seeing you, Isabel and Brittany walk in

“You guys haven’t started right” you chirp out

“No your just in time we were about to start our lesson”

You all sit in a circle awaiting instructions on what is going to happen next.

“Ok we are gonna have two people in the middle fighting- training in self defense”

“First pair” pj looks around the circle smiling to herself and stops at you “y/n and uhh idk hazel”

Hazel freezes and looks at pj with wide eyes as you both stand up and go into the middle

You both begin to circle each other no one making a move to hit the other

“Cmon Hazel! HIT HER! “ hazel widens her eyes too scared to talk to you let alone touch you but goes for it and swings her hand with barely any force to hurt a fly, it slightly grazing your chin

It’s quickly over shadowed by you swinging your fist and it coming into contact with hazels nose

Hazel drops to the floor. Blood all over her nose as you rush down worried

“I’m so sorry Hazel here I’ll help you take care of it”

You help her up you wrapping her arm around your neck as you support her body weight under you as to not drop her.

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You grap a paper towel and run it under the faucet and bring to hazels nose as she sits on the counter of the girls bathroom

She slightly hisses but quickly stops as you lay your hand on her thigh

“I’m so sorry Hazel” you say “ you probably hate me more than what you already do I bet”

Hazes brows furrowed as she looked at you with confusion slapped on her face

��You think I hate you?”

“Well duh, you always leave when I come by or just flat out ignore me when I’m talking to you or to anyone around you. Just assumed the obvious”

Hazle just shook her head and grabbed the paper towel from your hand.

“Hate you? That’s far from it.” She takes a deep breathe this is the time to do it, it’s now or never “i just get so nervous and scared that I’m gonna say the dumbest thing around you. Then you’ll hate me and god how can I recovery from that” she goes on rambling but let’s out a big breathe and calms herself down.

“What I’m trying to say is, I like you more than like you “

You pause and turn a light shade of red not believing what your hearing

“If I could explain in words I would but I could not express how I jamble over my words because of how much I- “ she stops cut off by you grabbing the sides of her face and crashing your lips into hers.

She leans in eyes fluttered close as she lets out a sigh of relieve from the fact that she now knows that you actually like her back.

[literallygeeway]

intro post!!

name: just call me elliott

age: dont wanna disclose but i am a minor so please dont be weird!!

pronouns: he/they

gender: kind of unlabeled, kind of transmasc, kind of genderfluid

sexuality: also unlabeled. i kind of just like anyone in any way it doesnt really matter idk

favourite artist: my chemical romance!!!

other favourite artists: bikini kill, mommy long legs, mitski, bratmobile, hell baby, dazey and the scouts, wet leg, the muslims, voodoo church, crass, chumbawamba, panic! at the disco (specifically afycso), picture me broken, pierce the veil, fall out boy (from under the cork tree)

other artists i just generally like (yes i love music): le tigre, the julie ruin, x-ray spex, pleasure venom, olivia jean, necromancy, catholic spit, a little bit of ado, cat valley, some vocaloid

hobbies: music (i can play bass, guitar, drums and piano), writing, photography, filmmaking, cinematography, drawing, making bracelets

some other stuff i like also includes: heathers the musical (off broadway) (its the only musical i really like), studio ghibli, the sims 4, omori, undertale, deltarune, stardew valley (I LOVE SEBASTIAN), ddlc, mouthwashing, sally face, DEATH NOTE!! (im obsessed w L), doctor who, the umbrella academy, arcane, the owl house, bojack horseman, adventure time, good omens, scott pilgrim (the tv show, movie, game and graphic novel :3), hatsune miku and KAGAMINE LEN!! (him, miku and vflower r my fav vocaloids :3)

more stuff under the cut - dni, fun facts and some more stuff :3

fun facts!!!

my favourite colour is dark red

my favourite food is sushi/poke bowl

im learning japanese and french

my favourite movies are parasite, everything everywhere all at once and isle of dogs!! my favourite tv shows are i am not okay with this and the end of the f***ing world

i love wes anderson movies!!

i had two fish called flamey and sir bubbles the fishington when i was younger but they both died so i flushed them down the toilet

i collect bottles and cans, funko pops (i have two gerard way funko pops - the black parade with the facepaint and revenge red tie), figures (i only have L and blind box stuff b still...) and vinyls!!

dni!!!

basic dni like homophobic, transphobic, ableist, racist, pro-isreal, islamophobic, etc

mcr haters!! /hj

shipping irl people unless its a joke

transmeds and terfs

people who think trans men cant present femininely and trans women cant present masculinely (im a trans-ish guy who wears skirts sometimes so suck my toe)

people who unironically think gerard way is a trans woman... guys he's said they use he/they pronouns and if he was a trans woman he would probably say something!!

please interact!!

mcr fans

riot grrrl fans (not problematic)

alternative people!!! (emo, punk, goth, scene, decora, etc)

just cool people in general :3

other stuff:

no need to use tonetags with me, dont worry about it

i use !!! and :3 and stuff like that a lot, and i also swear more than the average human should

im alternative but dont have a specific label as i dress in a mix of ways and listen to many different genres of music :3

on here i'm mainly gonna post about mcr, so if you dont like them you probably wont like most of the stuff i post :<

i will probably edit this as i think of more stuff to add and as my interests change but yeah <3

pinterest: literallygeeway

instagram: killj0ysneverd1e (i only use it to look at mikey way and frank iero's stories)

spacehey: killj0ysneverd1e

fav user: @patronsaintofbrokenstrings (go follow her rn she is awesome!!)

I DID NOT MAKE THE PNG THAT APPEARED EARLIER!!

current song obsessions:

okay thats all, have a great day, bye bye :3!!!!

[auckie]

Neil gaiman is such a fucking hack. All he does is ride off Terry pratchets coattails, gets. I really hate the word cuck but idk how else to describe the Amanda Palmer situation. Cucked by women and regurgitates that into flat one dimensional characters. Queer baits and panders to trashy online YA level drivel types. He’s the definition of the word fandom. If men like his garbage they’re always the kind of guy who has a beard and lets you know he has a beard. He probably owns a kilt despite not being remotely Scottish. Funko pop owner for sure, has a mini tardis and probably that dr who scarf. A pentagram tattoo, maybe some runes.

And like. Neil gaiman is a capable writer do not get me wrong. But his idea of creative writing is theorizing about how the afterlife is all bureaucracy bc that’s never been done by a bitter atheist. It’s always secularly Christian too isn’t it? I mean i guess that’s what he knows.

So im saying this knowing that he’s not solely responsible for it, really, and having read the comics and not enjoyed them at all but continued to have done so out of some weird sense of obligation, I’m very angry to admit that I’m enjoying the stupid Netflix production of dead boy detectives. It is absolutely a mishmash of other similar cw-type shows, but that’s just the thing. I eat that shit up. Riverdale, Sabrina, teen dramas with obnoxious editing and low brow production value. I even liked the second season of good omens despite like, hating a solid 40% of the secondary character and plot direction. It’s sorta like eating little Debbie cakes yknow? Or binging reality tv.

DBDA is better than all that, like it’s a crust above but it’s wrapped in the trappings of really shitty things, and whenever it manages to be a bit better it’ll sink a smidge lower by referencing its ilk or doing exactly what you’d expect of it.

Whenever I see the ‘two skinny whitish boys with obvious sexual tension and an annoying women in the middle’ I stop and ask myself— does this writer have a track record of making the same dynamic.

An obnoxious woman is not a bad thing. She can be a good thing even, but if she’s a mirror image of a million other toxic characters that indicates two things: projection, or a formula. Especially when paired between two male characters that clearly interact in ways that urge the audience to say ‘they should kiss!’

Then she becomes an obstacle. It’s rare for a character in this role to rise above the narrative, and even rarer for authors to try and write one capable of that.

A lot of fans will see people hating on her and cry ‘misogyny!’ Instead of asking why she was written, and why hundreds of other past iterations and future clones of her continue to be written. A similar character is the empty lesbian who stands in both popular media and fanfiction to prove that the author is not just obsessing over gay men and throws a bone to the supposed lesbian audience as well.

And then you have the flat poc or other LBT, sometimes disabled characters who serve to act as a tick mark off a checklist. It’s lazy, it’s annoying. But that’s a whole different can of vaguely related worms

[swiftfootedachilles]

honestly i was so mad when i watched that orgy scene in s11 and at the whole monogamy situation bc wdym they're not already monogamous without having to talk about it? as if they're not borderline obsessed with each other and also jealous asf and they constantly was being pulled apart from each other through the whole show, how can ian or mickey want somebody else after all shit they went through? i just hope that they didn't actually fuck anyone and just banged in the bathroom or smth😭also when i see fics with gallavich/omc? 💀 saw this from a popular writer and i was like hell nah im not reading ts

no for fucking real those 2 are the most jealous men to ever walk the planet

on one hand i get it. they both had insecurities that made them feel like the other wouldnt want to only sleep with them for the rest of their lives. ian is the only guy mickey canonically dates and has sex with multiple times. mickey felt like ian would eventually leave him like he had in the past also multiple times.

so in the first episode the monagamy conversation seemed normal to me. they literally both specifically say "i dont want you to fuck anyone else" and mickey was obviously just waiting to see ians answer because he wanted to do whatever ian wanted. if he did write down "open relationship," it wouldve been because he thought thats what ian wanted. personally i think he didnt write anything down because he was still trying to grasp the concept of him and ian being a "normal" married couple that communicated heathily and didnt run away and flirt with/fuck other people when they got scared.... plus he actually cant spell monogamy hes a dyslexic with an 8th grade education

so that episode was fine on its own. if they wouldve left it at that, it wouldve been a silly cute moment in their bumpy marriage. but then the writers had to make that stupid ass orgy episode. first of all why the shit would they NEED to be friends with other gay men, and WHY ARE THE ONLY OPTIONS TO EITHER BE THEIR FRIENDS OR FUCK THEM??? IT LITERALLY MAKES NO SENSE. DID THEY NOT JUST DECIDE IN EPISODE ONE THAT THEY WERE GONNA BE MONOGAMOUS?

i actually cannot stand how the writers (and the fandom by extension) cant let gay characters have their boundaries and be left alone. why the fuck do they have to be open to straight sex and orgies and nonmonogamy and being verse WHY CANT GAY PEOPLE HAVE BOUNDARIES. CAN YOU IMAGINE IF THERE WAS RANDOMLY A SCENE IN SEASON 11 WHERE TAMI ASKED LIP 'HOW DO YOU KNOW YOURE STRAIGHT IF YOUVE NEVER GOT FUCKED IN THE ASS BY A GUY?' AND THEN HE ACTUALLY WENT OUT AND DID IT??? YOU CANT IMAGINE IT BECAUSE IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN THEY ONLY DO THIS SHIT WITH GAY CHARACTERS!!!!

the inability to understand that gay people can also have preferences and hard limits actually blows my mind. and if you dont like it youre somehow a prude or dont understand the characters. actually i fear i understand the characters more than the writers do.

and im okay with showing characters experiment! but its very telling that in Shameless, it only happens with queer characters who are pretty fucking firm in their sexual identity and boundaries. why did debbie have to fuck a gay guy in season 11. why do ian and mickey have to be verse why do ian and mickey have to be polyamorous. why did ian have to fuck a woman to "truly know" hes gay. why did svetlana have to all but announce shes a lesbian but still date kev instead of just date vee. why does this only happen to gay characters!!!

the trope of queer men specifically being easy and dtf is why the AIDS crisis was so deadly. because queer men are so open to sharing sex fantasies and sharing partners and sharing needles, right? its just a gay problem, and its better for all of us if theyre dead anyway, so lets ignore it until it goes away

maybe not every queer man needs to be written as a polyamorous verse switch bisexual-under-the-right-circumstances only-married-for-tax-reasons-not-because-they-love-their-life-partner idk! this is a haters only area so if you dont like me hating why are you here⁉️

[ash-shark]

★ I want to talk about my Oc today ★

You guys might be sick of her, srry T-T

Muchacha Amara/Muchamara/ShaoJr

(Everything written here are fan stories and headcanons. Please don't take it too seriously and enjoy yourself.)

★ She is the biological daughter of Shao Kahn and Sindel, although Shao Kahn raised her from infancy himself, he wants her to remain in the background, even deliberately separating her from the public eye, he wants her to remain hidden. She grew up never knowing Kitana because Shao Kahn kept his experiences with Kitana a secret from her, so Muchacha always saw her father as trustworthy and doing what was best for his family.

★ Unlike most people, she wanted to be a General, not a Kahn. Since she did not like to deal with the people, she devoted herself to becoming a general and her first goal was to kill General Kotal when she became a real warrior. Likewise, she refused to become a woman ninja. Since her family could not take care of her when she was a child, she grew up under the control of General Kotal, and therefore she became dependent on General Kotal's attention. She had a love mixture of hatred and love for General Kotal. She wanted to marry General Kotal when she became a warrior, but General Kotal opposed this with violence, because he was aware of how unstable Muchacha was and he knew that she would kill him because of her desire to become a General after marriage.

★ Muchacha always looked at women older than her as idols, in fact Sheeva and Jade were her biggest idols.

★ She was obsessed with being a perfect princess because she was looking for a life partner who would support her in her rule, unfortunately no one agreed to marry her. She felt left out in this regard.

★ Appearance: She has a large build (maybe you could call it a curvy, square body shape or chubby, idk), she's 5'5 feet, she's 18-20 years old, Although she is not a full gyaru girl, her behavior and some of her accessories are inspired by gyaru style. She has red pupils similar to dragon eyes, and her pupils dilate when emotional changes occur. She prefers colors that are a mixture of red and purple because red represents Shao Kahn and purple represents Sindel. She's using kris blade and kris knives as a personal weapon. She wears sandals because she cannot walk in high heels.

★ Personality: Even though she is hungry, fame-loving, jealous, wild, cruel and foolish, she loves her loved ones like a child (because of traumas?). She tries to compensate for her lack of self-confidence by constantly praising herself. Has an attraction to strong men and women (she loves womans more to be honest 👀)

[SPOILER]

★ Death: She dies from blood loss when her face is ripped off while trying to make her father proud.

[knarme-stray]

I have a soft spot for Sephiroth's real mother, Lucrecia, because she's like... A victim of the most toxic workplace bullshit ever, fell for a scary sexy guy (Hojo 🥵 like I understand this COMPLETELY actually,), and actually...

...No, she didn't make the bravest choices. She also didn't make very "good" choices either. Nightmarish environment, bad choice after another, also abuse she had no control over...

And after everything?

She hides herself and can't face the world.

Like yeah, she was just somebody in the system. Not a hero because a lot of people are too scared and traumatized and frozen to be "brave", or maybe in extremely authoritarian environment many people will just live in survival mode. Like everyone else making that system roll, she contributed to its evils, she is guilty.

I know she wouldn't be one of the most hated FF7 characters if she was a guy so pls let me love this flawed tragic woman pls?

Like. Idk what redeeming qualities she even has. She's like, just not some great person but what if her potential just never had a chance? Guess what, deadbeat losers are some of my faves.

Like... Genesis is also a badly written mess and has said things that almost sound like a school shooter manifesto (honestly the most unsympathethic thing about him) and his value system seems pretty reduced to just personal revenge etc., instead of allying with Avalanche against Shinra etc. more interesting paths to take... And look, I'm also a Genesis fan... I used to be completely obsessed with him actually. Frame by frame tried to analyse every bit of his screentime and what hidden symbolisms about his relationship to the other characters I could find in it... Even if just reading into it too much. <\3 But yes we love this BPD-ridden greater than life drama queen.

Something can have crap writing but you can still like it... Honestly many of the spin-off characters are like that. I think many of my favorite characters in any media are either very underrepresented side characters, or ones with a really juicy good idea about them, yet a bad execution. (*coughs* Seph's besties. <3)

(coughs. shakes Kunsel violently because I love him)

Also if we don't count Org XIII from KH, Namine is one of my faves too (despite how I've loathed reducing female characters to this kind of role all my life, - Namine just has themes about her I find somberly relatable and she has a significant place in the KH AU fanon that exists in my head).

She feels like she's defined by someone else whose shadow she exists in (Kairi) and kind of... Leads this somber lonely existence of disconnection. In that game where those lesb- I mean Marluxia and Larxene are the main villains, Namine's only close people who even talk to her at all are these... Abusive mfrs. She idealizes and loves Sora whom she doesn't even really know, also gets mega rejected too.

Like bro. I project a major "traumatized autistic teen who's preyed on by the only people who talk to her and who loves this boy she doesn't even really know" LIKE. RELATABLE. POOR BABY. NAMINE IS SO INTERESTING AND DESERVES EVERYTHING ACTUALLY.

And that she's soooo frail. She doesn't get much chances to really punch back, just like Lucrecia. Ah, the turning knife in wounds that is getting 0 justice. Being too frozen to fight bcs PTSD is a beast like that. Etc. Etc.

Like. Neither of these characters is exactly some power fantasy. Claiming more agency is something that often remains a suffocated hope, as you know, learned helplessness gets.

That's such a human experience whether you like it or not.

Pls don't be butthurt about me calling Genesis badly written, it really is my opinion about many things I love and enjoy. I like things. Oh my god.

[pumpumdemsugah]

Completely agree about fandom stuff. I’m a frequent lurker in a handful of fandoms and people have always been strange and obsessive but even comparing five years ago and now the difference is stark. I think of how people used to acknowledge that headcanons and fan theories were their own creations and that they were hoping for the best but now with all the social media access there’s a lot of entitlement and begging and it’s embarrassing to watch. Wanting better or non stereotypical, harmful writing/screentime or people with lived experiences in the writing room is one thing but seeing people insist that there’s something secret going on and then throw tantrums when the straight character ends up being straight like the show said all along or shit like that puts me off so many things. 1/2

Yes there are times when shows say one thing and present another but for the most part things are what they say they are (also stop watching if you feel jerked around? this isn’t a hostage situation) Idk I feel like any adult that can’t watch something without needing it to relate exactly to them is a major loser or whiteness/‘queerness’ has eroded their brain. They would die being a black lesbian woman and watching shit because 9/10 our representation is a joke. And I know queerbaiting is real but a lot of it is simply fan delusion especially when it comes to white guys. Like I wouldn’t have watched it anyway because it seemed uninteresting but seeing how the fans are up neil gaimans ass about his show is so pathetic. The loss of private forums to speculate and be weird and write fanfiction has done major damage. People will go on social media and fully @ creators/writers explaining why the characters they created are actually this instead of that with a straight face and their full government names attached. Grown adults too. Where is the self awareness and shame lmao 2/2

Honestly! " It isn't a hostage situation" sometimes it's just time to drop a show and mourn what could have been. There are some shows that have been ruined because creatives didn't want to piss off fans by killing off someone that needed to die

It's very entitled and it's burning up whatever good will and willingness creators have about even listening or interacting with fans because for some the only answer is treating their headcannons as just as important as the shit you created from the ground up. It's nice to hear how people interpret your art but when it's obvious they don't care about what your creation is and it's simply an empty vessel for them to occupy with no regard or actual engagement it makes you wonder what they even got from the story especially if they chronically have to do this.

Sometimes characters are written in such a way it doesn't matter and creators may change their minds because something is added they love but again this is usually behind the scenes with the input and direction of the creator

I love when something is changed and it becomes a core part of the story like with an interview with the vampire, so much is gained by Louis being black and from New Orleans. You can tell so much care and thought was put into it. The change becomes a reason why leaving humanity behind is so difficult, no wonder he locked himself away in that casket of a building in Dubai.

There's a place for everything but you have to learn how to act and learn shame

[notthemonthbutmarch]

Inital Reactions to Natlan characters

Spoilers for the Ignition Teaser

First of all, way to many of these bitches are white. We just had a nation full of white bitches, it was France, it’s time for melanin.

Anyways

Mualani and Kachina are adorable. I’m hoping Kachina is their giveaway character because I genuinely like her. Plus I’m on a self proclaimed mission to have every Geo character. Right now I’m missing Albedo, Chiori, and now Kachina.

Why did everyone start obsessing over him immediately? He was the palest of the bunch and his design and personality is just dendro Xiao. I think his little Dino friend there is more interesting than he is. At least Mualani seems interesting, she looks like a Pokémon trainer to me. He’s just… boy.

This girl is was the very first new character we saw and she cemented that I set my hopes to high. Nonetheless, I like her vibe?? She might be an introvert, but instead of the “uwu I’m so shy don’t talk to me” personality, she’s more like “ew go away get out.” Apparently her name is Citlali. I like her, wish she was fucking darker but I like her.

HELLO?? Oh my Geo lover heart… I’m being given a hot geo woman! And she’s of the darker variety, so that’s nice. She’s giving Lisa. I’m someone who gets hooked on personalities though so I’m hoping she’s written well so that I like her immediately and this actually pull her. Again, self proclaimed geo main. I have to collect geo.

I am BEGGING Hoyo to make Iansan a four star. Please make her easy to get. Put her on a banner I’ll pull on. Don’t do me like you did Heizou. An absolute must pull in my eyes. Crossing my fingers that she’s a four star and is on Xilonen’s banner (there’s no way Xilonen is gonna be four star if she is that’s a crime).

I’m sorry she’s the worst one out of them all. League of Legend looking ass. She’s screaming “sex appeal character.” I get it, it’s a gacha game, but I just feel like Genshin saw the success of Clorinde and tried to do it again but… pyro? I think? Anyways pretty easy pass. If she turns out to have a great personality I’m gonna tear my hair out.

Mavuika is… interesting. On one hand, I love her fiery hair, I love her eyes, I love her personality. On the other… she looks like she belongs in NASCAR. She looks more like a racer chick in an arcade racing game than Fire God of Fantasy Mexico. However, I’m hoping my prayers have been answered. Mavuika seems strong AND well respected by her people. It isn’t an either or situation like Ei or Nahida (I’ve explained in a much older post). It seems like people hold her in reverence, respect her strong, and she in turn respects her people and honors their strength with competition. She’s strong, she’s respected, she has a cool personality— the only downside to her rn is her pale ass sick and racer chick outfit. I think Genshin got a bit to excited about ZZZ, she looks like she belongs there.

I have more thoughts about Mavuika, but I feel like those should be saved for their own post.

Now who is that? Who are you??? I can’t get a good read on them, but guessing by their chest I think it’s a man. Who is this guy and what’s he doing with Capitano??? Where is Columbina??? Where is my murder angel???

I cannot deny that Capitano looks sick. I bet his lore is gonna be insane. I’m still holding out for a Columbina appearance and I really hope she gets to be playable, but if we somehow skip her and get Capitano instead… I don’t think I’d be to mad about it. I want the ladies to win but Capitano is just… interesting. Idk.