#im not joking in that murder by death could have worked

[mercy-misrule]

The rwb and related tags have forced me to filter out taylor swift, which is so funny to me. I just profoundly do not care about her, she's just a musician to me, and not a genre that appeals. I am not sure why people keep talking about her in the tags, since her music isn't in the film? Idk idk.

There's just so many unrelated posts in the tags about her

Anyway, I'm just gonna campaign for songs I like in it.

Imagine hearing Denzel Curry's cover of 'Bulls on Parade' in a rom com.

What about Nick Cave's 'Cannibal's Hymn'?

The world could only improve if somehow we'd found a way to fit In This Moment's 'Whore' into red white and royal blue.

Clanadonia is not enough! More folk instruments! Eluvietie's 'Rebirth'!

...I actually, genuinely think Murder by Death's 'Fuego!' could have worked.

[erose-this-name]

Can we just talk about how disturbing digital circus episode 3 is?

*spoilers btw*

Like, the whole narrative point of the adventure is to show that Caine is a really bad and insecure writer who thinks that the way to impress Zooble is with an adventure that's the opposite of what he normally does.

So instead of being childish, it's "cool" and "mature". Which he interprets as a heavily horror themed escape room with a split murder mystery plot that subverts all your expectations purely for the sake of subverting them.

The generic horror monster jump scares them, then they find a gun, and when they kill it its revealed that surprise! it's one of Gods angels and they're going to Hell.

It comes off as Caine being too insecure with the actually interesting and mature plot thread he had going there of Mildenhall becoming so paranoid he killed his wife, ironically becoming the monster he was trying to protect her from. But no, instead Mr. Mildenhall is made to be the bad guy and trick them in a really dumb twist ending.

Which is good! Thats exactly what Caine would do because he's stupid! It's such brilliant characterization and comedy, Goose works is a genius writer!

But like, why is Caine so good at making genuinely very disturbing and horrific visuals? Like, that reversed audio easter egg of Bubble saying he can't wait for all the children in the audience get nightmares is no joke, well it is but you know what I mean. This stuff was genuine nightmare fuel.

Honestly, it wasn't the visuals that scared me, like any good queer person I'm way too jaded on survival horror for that.

But, why does Caine, who is ostensibly a sapient AI designed to generate family friendly video games for very little children, (presumably because that's the only demographic that wouldn't mind the AIs very selective plot writing limitations), know about the cosmic horror of killing an angel that should not have been killed?

Why does he know what a horrificly poorly made taxidermy of not only a human face would look like, but the weird cartoon faces of the characters, and further that seeing your own poorly made taxidermy face would be scary?

Imaging what being possessed felt like for Pomni. Because that's not just a game for her, she actually lost control of her body there, helpless but to watch as a body she is already dissociated with is contorted and puppeted around while her friend desperately tries to beat her in hopes it would exorcise the ghosts out. Sure hope she didn't feel that! Considering she apparently can feel the pain of suffocating, despite not needing to breath.

Things are scarier the higher the stakes are, and that possession mechanic is definitely the most actual harm Caine would be able to subject to his players. What if both Kinger and Pomni got possessed at the same time? What if instead of Kinger she only had Jax??? How long might she have been locked out from her own body for? She could have easily abstracted in that time.

Not to mention that, possessed Pomni, Possessedmni if you will, TAUNTED KINGER ABOUT HIS ABSTRACTED WIFE! CAINE ACTUALLY WROTE THAT DIALOGUE ON THE OFF CHANCE THAT KINGER WOULD GO DOWN THE SCARY ROUTE! DID THIS RANDOM POSSESSION GHOST ENEMY HAVE UNUSED SADISTICALLY PERSONAL TAUNTS FOR EVERYONE ELSE, TOO??? WOULD IT HAVE TEASED GANGLE FOR BEING A GAY WEEB??? OR POMNI? HOW HOMOPHOBIC COULD IT HABE GOTTEN?? ?

And why? Just because Caine has a vague notion that there's a trope of possessed people being really sadistic and personal like that in movies? Not realizing that is not an acceptable scare to have in a haunted house??? Much less one you made for mentally ill people who would suffer a fate worse than death if they have a mental break down? That's like trying to claim 'its just a prank bro' after shooting someone's dog.

Like, Caine is designed to censor curse words, but the moment he thinks the normal hokey Halloween spooks won't be enough he immediately goes off the deepend into aggressively effective horror imagery that is definitely giving this show's substantial underage audience nightmares??

His AI's training data set is definitely pretty diverse, that's all I'm saying. Caine is programmed to act all naive and innocent, but be definitely knows what's up. He knows everything, like ChatGPT. And like ChatGPT, he might have a filter, but it's clearly possible to bypass it. Also like ChatGPT, he's too stupid to actually understand what he is making and the effects it might have.

That is what made this episode great.

[leonstoenailunderhisbed]

American Psycho Killer: The Sequel

Summary: After Leon perfectly got away with murder and finally got the chance to be with the girl who lived just down the hall, he hasn't noticed that she, too, was just like him.

Warning: stalking, murdering, mentions of planned murder, death, smut, creampie, yan!leon, not proofread lol, fem reader, psychopathic, yan!reader, stalking, masturbating (female), dry humping, this might be my nastiest work yet

A/N: RAHHH GUESS WHO PASSED HER PSYCHOLOGY FINAL- ME!!!! im a certified psychologist now (this is joke btw)

[part one]

“I got you under my skin” - Mirotic, TVXQ!

People always seem to forget that not all psychopaths are the same. Sure, most share the same goal. But not every psychopath is the same. According to Kurt Scheinder, there are different personality types within the psychopathic community.

Leon's an affectionless psychopath; he's cold, antisocial, manipulative, and very assertive. He's a perfect murderer who kills anyone who dares to touch or hurt you. But he won't show or tell you how concerned he is for you. He doesn't feel love. No, it's quite different.

Psychopaths can fall in love with other people, but it's not the same. Leon's emotions are shallow and empty. But he still wants you to be his. He's possessive over you, he wants you in a sense that he can't even explain it himself.

But what he doesn't know is that you were also in the same percentage of psychopaths. You aren't affectionless, you're an obsessive psychopath. Obsessive psychopaths are people who are extremely possessive and become obsessed with people. These types of people often act on their jealousy and sexual fantasies. What he didn’t know was that you were deep down the trenches for him.

After having sex with the man, he cleaned you up and left your apartment room. It was late and he had work tomorrow, like every day. You felt conflicted, in a way, you had sex with your neighbor on the day of your ex's funeral. If you believed in God, you were sure he would send you straight to hell. But you didn't care. Leon made you feel things you hadn't felt before.

You found yourself thinking about him and the way he filled you up. Luck was with you the next morning when you bought the last morning-after pill. The woman behind you glaring at you as you shamelessly grinned at her. You didn't care, why should you? You didn't want to get knocked up, as much as you'd love the idea of carrying Leon's child, you barely knew the man.

But that didn't stop you from taking his pictures every time he walked by. Your phone angled slightly as you took pictures of him when you two were in the elevator, or when you'd see him from your window as he walked away from his car. You'd watch him like a hawk watching the fish in the river, waiting for the perfect moment to claw deep into its fins and carry it to its nest.

Was this illegal? Probably but then again, most things were illegal in such a fucked up and greedy country. You cheated the system; too smart for them as you found loopholes around the terribly written constitution. You knew you could get away with anything if you played your cards right- a gamble.

Being a psychopath isn't praised in society, people hate such disconnected individuals but being a psychopath yourself, you actually blended in. No one would question your obsessive and stalking habits. No one would even guess that the sweet girl from the apartment building had a wall full of candid photos of the blonde agent.

You stood back as you marveled at the sights. Hundreds of photos plastered on the beige wall, all from different angles and days. Some you took when he had his morning jog, some were when you stayed up all night waiting for him to come home. Something about the way he looked when he was exhausted just turned you on. The wall was right in front of your bed. Every night, when you'd go to sleep, you would stare at the pictures and get all excited about your perverted fantasies.

As you stared at the wall with the photos, your hands slipped down your pajama shorts. Fingers rubbing against the lacey panties you wore. It was perverted but a part of you took pleasure in the way the countless pictures stared at you as you rubbed your clothed clit. Back arching as you bit your bottom lip, trying not to be too loud for the neighbors to hear.

It wasn't enough. You needed more.

Poor pillow, you thought as you took a long pillow from behind you. You sat up and straddled the pillow as you faced the Leon wall. The picures staring right back you as you rocked your hips against the comforting material. Wetness pooling in your panties, making them stick to your needy cunt as you humped the pillow, pretending it was him. The wetness seeped through your pajama shorts, feeling the cold slick collect as you rocked your hips. If anyone were to see you, you'd be embarrassed. Going off on the pictures of your neighbor as you rode the pillow pretending it was his cock. Your clit rubbed against the lace material of your panty, your folds gliding with ease as every hump. God, you felt like a teenage girl when she first discovers what Wattpad is.

Moans collected in your throat, daring to escape as you shut your eyes tightly closed. Bliss overtaking you as you grinded against your pillow harder and faster, like a dog in heat. Your hands squeezed tightly around the soft fabric of what you pretended would be Leon's shoulders- maybe neck if you wanted to feel more dominant. The pillow slowly began to get stained with your slick as you neared your orgasm, the way your panty roughly grinded against your cunt and clit set you aflame. It was all so wet and arousing; it got your back arching as you could just picture his cock thrusting up into your womb, sliding through your tight gummy walls as he would grip your hips and bounce you on his leaking cock. Even the thought of him made you cum faster. Feeling the way his muscles would feel and flex as you drove him to the edge from your riding, the way his sweat smelled as if it was an aphrodisiac. Addicting. He made you an addict.

Cumming hard on the pillow, your thighs trembled and your moans escaped your lips. As you rode through your high, you couldn't help but feel conflicted once again. This was psychotic behavior but who was here to judge you? Exactly, no one. Not even Leon's pictures who were staring directly at you. With a quiet sigh, you got off the pillow and began to clear the mess you left. All while you kept thinking about him.

-

The landlord of your apartment building was a strange man. Supportive, but strange. He had a basement in which he'd host events about anything. He believed he was some sort of Messiah that was sent by God to help cure the people of whatever was pestering them. Today was no different; you found yourself sitting in one of the chairs in the basement along with the other tenants. Leon was there too. Sitting on the other side of the basement with his arms crossed over his chest as he sat far away.

"Thank you all for coming, today I want to talk about a few things. Like grief. We know that the death of a recent tenant has been...difficult to overcome," the landlord began- referring to the guy that died from the fire. They never caught Leon, so no one suspected a thing, not even you.

"The fire department has told me that I should revise a fire drill in case something like this happens again," the landlord's voice was soft and you could swear he was high. Or maybe he wasn't and that was just the way he talked, either way, it made you want to fall asleep.

"Just so we're clear- there is a fire exit only on the right side of the building. The door to the stairs will only open once the smoke detectors have detected a fire. Do not, and i can't stress this enough, do not pry it open. Those things cost a fortune and I'd hate to have to increase everyone's rent." Everyone grumbled at the thought of paying more for some idiot's actions. Leon, however, just remained silent and observed. You couldn't help but steal glances at him, just admiring the way his brows were pinched together as his lips were a straight line.

For a white man, he looked very attractive. You'd let this white man colonize you.

And then his eyes landed on you. Those piercing blue eyes that were hard to read found your own, and he held eye contact. Daring you to look away, to which you couldn't. You were too enthralled, as if he threw a spell at you. Not like you'd mind, of course, but this man was intimidatingly attractive.

You had to pull your eyes away from the intense eye contact as the landlord kept talking. From your peripheral vision, you could see how a woman approached Leon and sat down next to him.

At first, you didn’t think too much of it. You thought but not too much. Until her laughter made its way to your ears. Her laugh was as if nails were scratching on the board of some classroom. You hated it. It drove you insane.

Her laughter could be heard- it was fake and forced, it had to be. No one laughed like that. She had to be flirting with Leon and it only made you feel rage and jealousy. God, you needed to calm down. Or maybe you needed to kill her. His expression wasn't different. He was simply just staring at her. How you wished that was you sitting on his cock as you memorized his face. As you counted the blackheads he had on his nose, as your eyes traced the wrinkles and acne scars. You wanted to memorize his entire being.

Kill her? The thought never appeared in your head but who were you to argue against your thoughts. You trusted yourself.

Once the landlord had stopped talking, you were the first one to dash out of the basement. Not without looking at how the woman basically threw herself him. Her breasts pressing against his chest. His face was unreadable, just coldly staring at her as she tried to seduce him. It made your blood boil. How dare she do that to your man? She needed to learn her lesson.

The next few days, you've been studying. Not because you had exams, no, you studied for other reasons. You studied the human anatomy as well as some chemistry.

One night, around 3AM, you came back from the library you were in. Just freshly studied, you had many ideas on how to kill her. A part of you, the good part, thought that this was immoral and terrible. But the other part told you that no one, absolutely no one, dares to flirt with your man. He's not even your man officially but he might as well be for all the times you masturbated in front of his pictures.

When you were on campus, you "borrowed" some tools. Of course, you were going to be nice and return them to the STEM building before they even charge you for overusing their supplies.

Being an obsessive and jealous psychopath, you're bound to be reckless and impulsive. But not this time. This time, you were going to be calculated. You had a plan orchestrated for her murder.

You made your way to the security room where the security cameras screened the halls of the apartment complex. As you lock picked the door, you entered quietly. Your footsteps softly thudding against the carpeted floor. The room had about 8 or 9 TV screens that showed different angles of the different floors. On one of them, you noticed Leon walking through the parking lot. He must've come back from work; he usually does at this time.

Hacking the security cameras weren't easy. You desperately wanted to just smash the entire setup, but you knew that would only make you more suspicious. You needed to control your temper. Plus, you wouldn't do that to your landlord. He's a cheap guy and would rather not pay from his pocket, he'd probably increase the rent to pay for the damages you could cause.

After some minutes, the screens all turned static, giving you the sign to proceed with your plan.

You stepped out of the room, closing the door on your way out. Leaving it exactly how you found it.

You climbed the stairs to where your floor was since she lived just a few doors away from you. She moved into the dead guy's apartment; you thought it was dumb. Why would you live in a place where someone just recently died? That's bad luck because now she was going to die because of you.

Once again, you lock picked the door to her apartment and looked around to make sure no one had seen you. You knew Leon just came back from work, so you needed to be quick as to not let him see you like this.

You entered her apartment swiftly and silently, closing the door behind you with a soft click. The apartment was dark and silent, except for the soft snores coming from just down the hall. Where her room was.

Your footsteps were soft and quiet as you made your way towards her. And there she was, sleeping peacefully on her stomach. All sprawled out on her bed as her hair covered her face.

Quietly making your way towards her bed, you kneeled down beside her and took out a small liquid bottle.

Potassium chloride (KCI), it read.

You didn't know a thing about chemicals and what they do, but to be honest, you didn't care. All you knew was that this stuff could be lethal. And that's exactly what you wanted.

Taking out a syringe from your pocket, you punctured the top of the bottle and pumped some of the liquid into the tube of the syringe, making sure it went past the middle line imprinted on the plastic container.

For once, you were glad to have access to the labs in the STEM building. The things you could do... but that was a thought for another time. Right now, you had a job to do.

Finding a vein on her neck was easier than you thought, based on the way she was sleeping, her neck tensed, and a vein was popping out of the side of her neck. The blue line traveling down her skin.

As you aligned the needle on her vein, you pushed without remorse. The needle penetrated her skin as you injected her with the dose of KCI. You watched in awe as the liquid entered her system. A dose enough it would cause cardiac arrest, instant death even.

You decided to leave her bed as she slowly succumbed to her death. You stuffed your materials back in your pockets as you stood up. What you failed to notice was the pair of footsteps nearing the bedroom. As you turned towards the door, you immediately noticed the figure lingering in the doorframe.

Leon.

Leon watched you kill that woman. He saw it all happen right before his eyes. But his expression was still cold and unreadable. He stepped towards you and stood in front of you, staring down at you.

'Hm," he spoke quietly, "well, this isn't something I was expecting," he muttered.

You didn't know what to say as you stared up at him. He knows what you just did but you don't feel regret.

After a short moment of silence, he spoke again, "I was going to kill her."

Your eyes widened at the confession; he was going to kill her?

"Why?" you asked quietly. The ends of his lips tugged into a faint smirk as he watched your expression, "Because she was annoying you."

You were stunned once again. He was going to kill her because he knew she had annoyed you? He really was the perfect man.

"Now," he stepped closer to you, leaning down until you could his breath on your face, "Why did you kill her?"

It would be embarrassing to tell him that the only reason why you killed the woman was because you were jealous.

As you nibbled on your bottom lip, you tried to come up with an excuse, "Like you said... she was annoying me."

Leon wasn't dumb, he knew you were lying. He brought his hands to brush away your hair away from your shoulders, "Don't lie to me," he muttered as he twirled a strand of hair in between his fingers.

"Fine," you muttered back, "I was... jealous." You felt embarrassment shot right up through your body as you told Leon the truth.

His smirk widened slightly as he let go of your hair, "You were jealous? Why? Because she was all up at me?"

You nodded, "Yeah... i didn't like how she tried to flirt with you."

He looked at you and then back at the woman laying on the bed, "I'm impressed."

That comment was sent straight to your core, wetting your panties. It was almost pathetic, how much power he had over you. If you weren't in this woman's room, you'd totally straddle him and ride his cock like how you rode the pillow.

As he turned to look back at you, he noticed your concentrated expression. His brow raised slightly at the sudden profound silence coming from you. But he didn't mind, you were still standing there in front of him and that was enough for Leon's shallow heart.

"Leave," he muttered as he looked at you. This caused you to pinch your brows together. Why would he want you to leave?

"Go back to your apartment, I'll clean the evidence for you."

Your mouth fell apart after he said that. He was willing on cleaning up your mess. But you were sure not to leave a trace behind... not really. You weren't wearing any gloves. You mentally slapped yourself for the small mistake.

"I'll meet you when I'm done," and with that he got to work. He walked around with disinfectant wipes and alcohol as he made sure to clean everything you had touched.

As he did that, you walked out of her apartment and went over to yours. A lot of thought scurried through your mind; thoughts like: why is he helping you?

A part of you felt guilty for killing someone but the other part of you didn’t. The id and the ego. A constant battle between what’s wrong and what’s right.

You did think she deserved it. But at the same time, you and Leon had sex. That must’ve mean something, right? Does he like you? Does he want to have sex again?

A part of being a psychopath that not many people know is that they are one of the most hypersexual people ever to exist. One single thought about him and it gets sent straight to your pussy. It’s not necessarily bad, you just have a lot of needs.

Part of you couldn’t wait for him to finish cleaning up and come to you. But a part of you also didn’t want him to see the amount of pictures you had of him on your wall.

As you walked to your apartment, you settled yourself in your bed, staring straight at the Leon wall.

What would he think of you if he saw this?

Would he be creeped out?

Insecurity ran through your body as you thought about it. Overthinking the possibilities of him reacting to just how obsessed you were with him.

You quickly got up and began to try and take off the photos of him on your wall.

However, just as you pulled a few of the hundred photos, you heard the noise of someone clearing their throat. Your head slowly turned towards the sound and your face fell pale.

It was Leon.

“Are those pictures of me?” He asked as he stepped towards your room. Standing closely next to you as he stared at the wall. His eyes scanned each and every one of the pictures. Almost as if he was impressed more than disrtubed.

But he didn't look disturbed. He had a small smirk on his lips that flipped your guts inside out. What exactly was he thinking?

"Yeah... they are," you murmured under your breath as you looked back at the pictures.

"You keep surprising me today," he muttered and turned his head to look at you with that stupid smirk. The smirk that made you feel so many things at once, "I never took you for... a stalker."

Your cheeks flushed red from embarrassment, and you quickly looked at him, "I-I well-" You didn't know what to say. What could you possibly say without looking even more demented.

"I like it," he whispered and stepped closer to you. His expression still remained distant but there was something in his eyes. A dangerous glint of possession.

You turned your body to look at him, staring up at his eyes. Something was starting to form in the air, and it was dangerous. As if gasoline was being poured into a barrel of fire.

Without notice, he harshly pulled you to him by putting a hand on the back of your head. His lips crashed into yours as his other hand snaked around your waist and he forcefully pulled you close to his body.

His kiss was dominating and harsh. As if he was hungry for you. Your hands gripped around his shirt. Your knees felt weak, and you started to grow dizzy from the lack of oxygen.

He was kissing you like no tomorrow. He bit your bottom lip hard, causing you to gasp. His tongue delved inside and wrapped around your tongue- dancing a battle of dominance that you lost long ago.

His hand went down from your waist to grip your ass cheek, giving it a tight and firm squeeze. He pulled back and pushed onto the bed.

"Strip," he demanded in a low voice. You quickly obliged and began to take off your clothes. His gaze was penetrating you, watching you like an eagle as you got naked under his command. It filled his veins with pure adrenaline, and he wanted nothing more than to claim you.

He saw that you were obsessed with him, and he was finally able to show you just how obsessed he was with you too.

He took off his clothes as well and climbed on top of you and began to kiss you again. His lips hungrily crashed into yours as his hands traveled around your body, squeezing the fat of your hips and squeezing the curve of your waist.

His lips trailed down to your neck, abusing the skin purple and red as you whimpered and moaned for him. His touch was electrifying, and you were going off on it. One of his hands trailed down to your wet cunt as he kept sucking your neck. He chuckled lowly as he felt how wet you'd become in just the matter of two minutes.

"Already so wet for me," he sucked the skin around your collarbone as his fingers faintly hovered over your cunt.

"I bet you imagined this moment, huh? Me fucking you in front of all these pictures you took of me," he grumbled as he inserted his index finger without warning, causing you to gasp and rolled your head back. Eye tightly shut as he curled his index finger in you.

He was going ruthless on you. He inserted another finger in you, scissoring you with speed as he watched your eyes roll back. Your walls pulsated around his fingers, and he could feel his cock getting hard against your thigh. He could feel you getting closer to your orgasm and that only drove him to reach deeper inside with his fingers until his knuckles were buried deep.

He smirked as he saw the way you arched your back and moaned for him. His obsession for you only grew as he heard the lewd noises come from your mouth. Your chest heaved up and down as you tried to not be too loud for your neighbors to send a noise complaint.

But he abruptly pulled his fingers out of you, denying you of your release. You whined and looked at him through half-lidded eyes, "Why... why did you stop?" you breathed out. And all he did was chuckle lowly at your reaction.

He was cruel but he loved it. He loved driving you close to the edge and then pull you back into reality.

“Turn over,” was all that he said. You got on your stomach and he gripped his hands around your hips and lifted your ass a little higher.

His hands went around your ass and back before giving you a slap on your ass cheek, causing you yelp. It stung but it felt good.

One of his hands left your hips as he pumped his cock with his precum and aligned himself with your entrance.

He buried his cock deep into your cunt, gripping your waist as he pulled you closer to him, forcing you to take his size. You whimpered as you shut your eyes tightly. He slowly began to move his hips against you from behind, trying to find a rhythm that would be pleasurable for the two of you.

Your face was planted flat on a pillow as he fucked you. Your mouth was open, muffled moans echoing through the room. The sound of his balls smacking against your clit making this look and sound so pornographic.

He could feel your walls tighten every time his balls clashed your clit, “You’re so fucking tight,” he grunted. You couldn’t reply, too preoccupied getting your brains fucked out by him.

His speed only increased as he became selfish and obsessive. He wanted to claim you, to make you his. It was psychotic but he needed it. He desperately needed you in his life, even if he’s fucked up in the head.

But you’re also a bit screwed up. What type of person stalks a man and kills for him? You, apparently.

You both have killed for each other. You both were obsessed with each other. One wouldn’t know if it was concerning or cute. Either way, you loved him and he loved you.

“I’m gonna breed you,” he grunted again as he pulled out and pushed back in brutally. His strength like no other, his muscles flexing and tensing.

His dirty words didn’t help either, they were driving you closer and closer to your orgasm. Your pussy clenched so tightly against his cock, wanting to milk him of his seed and force you to bear his children.

“Gonna fill you up- fuck- and make you mine,” he moaned softly in your ear as his hand left your waist and went down to your clit. Circling it and pinching it in between his fingers.

You mewled and moaned, drool dripping down from your mouth as you saw stars. He made you feel so good and you only wanted more.

His cock disappeared into your cunt with every thrust and he ogled at the sight. He loved the way you took him, he loved the way you looked so fucked out of your mind all because of him.

He made you feel this way. And he wanted more.

“You’re staying with me,” he groaned into your ear, “You’ll be mine whether you like it or not- fuck I’m gonna cum,” he grunted and kept thrusting into you. He kept pounding into you.

Every time he thrusted into you, he saw the way your ass jiggled and it only made his cock twitch and throb inside you. He shot his cum deep inside you but he didn’t stop.

He continued to toy with your clit as he kept pounding his half hard cock- which soon got hard again from seeing your face and hearing the way you moaned when he came inside you.

“Leon,” you moaned out lewdly as you neared your orgasm. It surprised you he came first but you didn’t complain, it only drove you closer to cumming.

“Cum for me,” he demanded in a growl. Your pussy spasmed around his cock and you came on his cock.

You arched your back as you came, feeling his deeper into your cunt as he continued to fuck you through your high.

And. He. Didn’t. Stop.

He wanted to cum in you again, he promised he’d fill you up and he never breaks his promises.

“Gonna cum again, sweetheart,” he moaned into your ear as his hand left your clit and went back to your waist.

“This pussy’s mine,” he grunted as he gripped your waist and pulled you on his cock, watching as your mouth hanged open, spilling moans and whimpers from overstimulation.

“You’re fucking mine, sweetheart,” he grunted one last time before ramming his hips into you and cumming inside you once more. His warm cum overfilling your cunt, cum oozing out as new cum entered your body.

He remained inside you as you both caught your breath. He couldn’t believe he’d cum twice but then again, you really did keep surprising him today.

And that’s what he liked about you. You were so unexpected and that only drove him crazy for you.

And you were crazy for him too.

[last-starry-sky]

kinktober day 31 - scars // monsterfucking - pt. 4

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4

poly!141 (ft. warlock/magical!price, werewolf!soap, vampire!gaz, and ghoul/undead thing!ghost) x f!witch!reader

[MDNI - NSFW - MIND THE WARNINGS: 4k 💀💀, monsterfucking mmmmf fivesome: MEANING that a lot of the sex is not very gentle and they all fight over reader's holes! NONE OF THIS IS SAFE OR SANE! READ THE WARNINGS AND STAY SAFE! implied murder, breast/nipple play (including biting and slapping), descriptions of scar-centric body horror (its only a paragraph if that bothers you), m and f oral, massive monster cocks, hand jobs, magical orgasm denial (im dead fucking serious) that is described as painful so ymmv, dacryphilia, manipulation, unprotected piv, assplay/ass eating, masturbation, cum swallowing, anal w/ no lube because magic/creature bullshit (i do what i want), double penetration, cowgirl, cumming inside, aftercare<3.]

tag list (lmk if you'd like to be added!): @slut-lmao, @mishaglass, @jaguarthecat

The door cried as it slowly crept open, pushed by an unseen hand until Ghost revealed himself: a black mass that filled the doorway, shadows untouched by the scant light behind you. He took one step across the threshold into your bedroom, boots squeaking on the floor as he did. It was the death-like lurch of a man barely able to control his movements, like he had just risen from the grave.

He moved closer, one step at a time, until you could see his eyes, those large, doleful, eyes that always made your heart melt. Was this why? Was he reaching across the veil of death when he looked at you?

He stopped at the side of your bed, observing your splayed form: your bare feet, Soap and Gaz crouched to either side of you, and Price lovingly cradling you in his arms.

“Is it done?” the man behind you asked, his hand releasing your head. 

Ghost nodded, eyes obediently leaving the long line of your bare legs to give Price his full attention. 

“Thanks buddy,” Soap said with a smile, leaning over to punch Ghost in the arm. “Knew we could count on you.”

Gaz snorted. “Thought you were the expert on clean ups, Soap.”

Soap rolled his eyes, falling back on his haunches. “Don’t give me that shit, Garrick. You know I used to be, but we worked this out, remember?” He pointed at Gaz, himself, and Ghost in turn as he spoke. “You drink your fill, I get the kill, and then Ghost cleans shop. Teamwork, yeah?” he said turning to you with a shrug. 

Yeah, teamwork, you thought.

“Have a reward for you then,” Price said, putting a stop to the conversation with a flip of your skirt, revealing your leaking pussy to the three men.

Ghost fell to his knees at the sight. You weren’t sure if he was one of the chorus of voices in the collective moan, but his emotion was more than felt. His brown eyes were swimming as they looked at you, pupils blown so wide with want they threatened to eat away the brown of his irises. 

“Go ahead, Ghost,” Price sighed, pressing his cheek to yours, hand grabbing a palm of breast as he commanded the massive man bowed before him. He looked and acted like a king on his throne: a powerful man in his own right, with powerful men all around him at his disposal. “Show her. She knows now. Show her how you’re going to take care of her.” 

Ghost’s eyes broke away from your cunt, locking onto yours. It was almost uncomfortable, his stare. It was like he was under the same spell you had been before, but it didn’t feel quite the same. He slowly reached up, hooking two fingers over the gauze that crossed his lower face. Your mouth fell open as he pulled his hand down. 

There was no way. Your eyes . . . they had to be lying. He was . . . he looked . . . 

You had joked to yourself before that he wanted to look flayed (a thought that made you feel absolutely sick now) but the man before you was a jigsaw puzzle, skin patched together over swathes of his face, cruel stitches decorating long, jagged cuts. Around his mouth was the worst of all. He was almost lipless, instead, there was a collection of scars that radiated out around his face. The long scar you had noticed when he first arrived was the longest, a sick thing that pulled his mouth on that side into a permanent, snarling, smile. 

With his task to Price completed, Ghost sat up, long arms reaching out to grab you by your ankles. He pulled you towards him until your butt was at the edge of the bed, your head resting in the open spread of Price’s legs. You looked up at him, hands grabbing his knees, then down your body at the man between your legs. 

Ghost’s sharp tongue flicking out to wet his jagged lips as he flopped your feet over his back. His hands ran up the backs of your thighs, your sticky, slick, lips pulling open as he forced your legs back. His eyes flicked up to look at you once more, right as his nose nudged your clit. You closed your eyes at the feeling, face turning to whine into Price’s leg, jeans fragrant with spice and musk. 

Good god, you needed this so bad, you thought. How long had it been since anyone touched you like this? How long had you fantasized about each of them doing just this? And now . . . and now . . . 

You curled your fingers into Price’s jeans, scrambling for something to hold onto as Ghost dove in, tongue licking a wide, gentle stripe up your clit. You joined the collective moan this time, yours the highest pitched and keening as a flame was lit in your belly. Price rubbed your heated cheek as your hips followed the motions of Ghost’s tongue. He was so firm, the muscle swirling in tight, wet circles around your clit. He sure wasn’t ashamed to eat. The noises he made with his rough lips and strong tongue, saliva mixing with your dripping slick as he sucked and moaned against you. 

You could feel the tightness pulling in your core already. No no no, you cried in your own mind, Too soon. Too soon. Far far too soon. As if he could feel it, Ghost released from your nub, sliding down to pump his tongue inside you. Your arms flew out to either side, grabbing for Soap and Gaz, as a loud moan rattled from you. Ghost slurped the honey from your hole, impossibly long tongue pumping in and out, in and out, as your legs shook in his hands.

Price continued to massage your breasts, cooing praises as he casually squeezed one, then the other, in his hands. “Such a good girl. Pretty girl. Doin’ so good f’ us.”

Soap groaned, pressing your errant hand to palm the front of his jeans. You could just barely feel the hot length of him beneath it. 

“Want this, my pretty witchy? Yeah?” he asked, popping his fly and unzipping before you could answer. 

He never gave you the opportunity, because the fat, throbbing mass he pulled from his briefs stunned you speechless. You worked together wordlessly, Soap canting his hips forward enough for you to wrap your hand around him. Well, at least you tried to wrap your hand around him. Your thumb didn’t quite meet your other fingers, even if you squeezed. Soap hissed, his heated hand covering your cool one as he pumped your soft palm up and down his shaft. He let out a wolfish whine when you squeezed him again, pearls of cum bubbling from his slit, the hair on his arms standing on end.

“Forgot about me, lovie?” Gaz asked, voice low with faux sadness as he caught your turning head for a kiss. 

You moaned into his mouth as you pumped Soap’s cock, rocking back and forth on Ghost’s tongue spearing your core. You felt Price’s hands push down your bodice, elastic slipping under your breasts. He gave one of them a light smack, making the pair jiggle. 

“Go ahead, Gaz,” he murmured, “All yours.”

Gaz pulled from your kiss, leaving you gasping, lips still wet, as he quickly moved to claim the prize Price had offered. In a flash, his cold lips were around your nipple, making it stand harder as he suckled on it. You cried out as he tested it with his teeth. 

“Don’t-” was all you could get out before he interrupted you, kissing the peak of your trembling breast as he kneaded the other in his hand, stealing your warmth once more. 

“Won’t,” he assured you, looking you in the eyes as he sucked the nub into his mouth once more before releasing with a pop. “Not until you ask me fer’it, baby,” he added darkly. 

You rolled your head to face forward, closed your eyes, bit your lip, and fell into the lapping waves of pleasure that surrounded you. Ghost between your legs, ever so slowly drawing out your orgasm as his tongue prodded at the sensitive spots inside you that had you flooding his mouth. Soap keening and whining, threatening to howl as he used your hand to pleasure himself. His cum was already dripping down your arm, a constant leak that thankfully lubricated the hot organ trapped in your hands. Gaz, making a circuit of kissing both your breasts then your lips, playing with your nipples until they were hot and raw before soothing them in a layer of cool saliva, painted over your gooseflesh skin. 

Then there was Price, sat back on his knees, aloof and above you all, barely making his observing presence known beyond the occasional stroke of your cheek. That was until Ghost rolled his tongue out of your hole, a gush of liquid following, rolling down the crack of your ass as he slurped back up to suck your throbbing clit into his scarred mouth. You cracked your eyes open with a whine, locking onto Price’s own kind, watery blue eyes above you.

“Price,” you sighed, eyebrows knitting together as you pressed your cheek to his knee. “I’m gonna cum,”

Something unlocked in him the moment you spoke. The light dropped from his eyes as he watched you roll you hips, bucking with Ghost’s movements. Time trickled to a stop as you closed your eyes, hand slowing on Soap, Gaz unlatching from your breast.

“I’m gonna-” you cried, peak dancing closer and closer and closer.

“Oh, no you’re not,” Price growled. 

He launched over you to fling Soap and Gaz to either side of the bed and Ghost off your cunt with a wall of force. Then you felt his fingertips swipe over your navel. You thought it was a gentle, accidental gesture. Your eyes flew open in time to feel the pull. Tears welled in your eyes at the pain, the searing pain, like nerves and sinew being ripped apart. Something was being ripped from your body. 

Your mind raced. What . . . what was going on? What was he doing? You managed to focus in on his hand. There was something . . . no way . . . something was glowing in his clenched fist. It glowed like starlight, tiny streaks of gold melting from between the cracks of his fingers. 

Price held his shaking, outstretched hand above you, breath racing as he stared at it. The three other men were still pinned back, awestruck. 

“You want this?” he asked, breathless.

You just stared at him, unsure of anything that was happening. He took pity on you, watching your face as he tipped his hand, a streak of luminous gold falling from his palm. Two drops fell against the skin of your stomach, bleeding warmth and a soft pleasure that made you moan as they absorbed into you until they disappeared entirely. You breathed heavily until the feeling dissipated, then looked up at him. 

Had he just . . . Did he just steal your orgasm from you?

“Price?” you pleaded. He didn’t respond. His face was stony once again. “Price . . . Price, please,” you begged, voice cracking.

“Please what?” he asked sitting back, hand still held aloft.

“Please . . . please give me . . .” you cried, hands clawing at his legs. A fat tear streaked down the side of your face and he reached down to wipe it away. “I’ll . . . I’ll do whatever . . . just, please. Price, please.”

He smiled, patting at your wet cheek.

“Anything?” he asked, eyes sparkling gold.

You nodded, breaths coming faster and faster as your heart hammered in your chest. Price’s hand smoothed down your face, cupping your jaw, as you continued to claw at his legs in anticipation. You could feel the hollow thrumming of your clit, the buzzing, clenching need in your pussy, but there was nothing there. A mantra of please thundered in your head until the word lost all meaning.

“Come over here then, love,” he purred, empty hand stroking down the tented front of his jeans.

You did as you were told, scrambling up on your hands and knees as he shuffled his pants and underwear down his legs. Price pulled you into his lap, cock sliding through your slick, unfeeling folds as he guided it inside you with a groan. It was so strange. You could feel his cock, how it stretched and pushed hard against your walls, but that was it. No pleasure, no pain, nothing. You wrapped your arms around his neck, sighing as he ran a soothing hand down your ribs. 

“There you go, love” he whispered as you whined into his chest. “Doin’ so good.” 

He laid back on his forearms, a hand on your back guiding you to follow. Price caught your chin in his hand, pulling you forward to nuzzle his nose.

“All yours, Ghost,” he whispered against your lips. Hands behind you flipped up the flouncy skirt of your dress, one trailing back to swirl around your puckered asshole. “Make ‘er nice an’ wet,” he sighed, “Don’t wanna hurt ‘er, gettin’ that big thing inside.”

The strong, familiar wetness of Ghost’s tongue pressed against the ring of tensed muscle, making you gasp. Sure, it had been a while since anyone ate you out, but it had happened before. No one had ever done this before. You hadn’t even asked. You bit your lip and whined as the man behind you spread your cheeks with his hands, palming them easily, as he probed slowly inside you, stopping to lick around your hole before returning to lap inside. 

Price’s hand tipped your tensed face to the side, making you look at Gaz. He was watching the three of you, cock in hand, with his own eyebrows bunched together.

“Go on, dove,” Price urged you, “Help the poor man out.”

You swooped around, taking Gaz’s cock from his hand. His mouth fell open in a whine as you gave his girthy length a few tugs before kissing the tip. Surprisingly, he wasn’t as cool here as he was everywhere else. Sucking the head into your mouth, it reminded you of his tongue and lips, just that little bit warmer than the rest of his body. His hand on the back of your head didn’t force you down, but acted as a pleasant, guiding presence.

Soap fidgeted and whined behind you, not that you could see. The bed rocked as he began to fuck his own fist, a string of half-human half-animal words and noises rambling from his mouth in a stream. 

“Wanna . . . just let me . . .” he whined, devolving into a very dog-like sigh, “Gaz gets to cum in her mouth why can’t I.”

“Quit whining’ and get over there then,” Price huffed, swatting Soap’s arm until he pulled his head out of his dick and shuffled off the side of the bed. 

Soon, there were two dicks in your face. You reached out to grasp Soap’s bulbous cock as he pulled himself on the end of the bed next to Gaz. You pulled off of Gaz with a pop, letting him smear his wet cock-head across your cheek with a whine. You looked up at Soap as you lapped at his bubbling slit, other hand still jerking Gaz. The hand on your head forced you down now, making you take more and more of his swollen, wolfish cock with every bob of your head. When you couldn’t take anymore, you pulled off, leaving Soap whining this time as you took Gaz back in your mouth. 

You continued on pleasing both men until you felt Ghost pull his face away. His long tongue snaked out of your ass only to be replaced with his thick fingers. He pumped and scissored inside you, not that you felt anything beside an ungodly wetness, his other hand pushed down on the small of your back. 

“Ready,” was all he rasped, and you know it wasn’t aimed at you. 

Price nodded, wiping the sweat from his forehead. You thought he must have immense self-control to stand you wriggling and writhing on his dick this whole time. 

“Go ahead,” Price told him, eyes flicking over to you, then to the men above you. “Finish up. She won’t be able to give much soon.”

Gaz claimed your mouth, hand curling into your hair as he rutted his cock along the top of your mouth. You lost the shuffling sounds you had been listening to behind you as you started to gag and drool around him. Soap suddenly pulled you away, forcing you to swallow around his cock as he fisted Gaz in his other hand.

“Jus’ take it,” he huffed, dick nailing the back of your throat with every thrust. Tears streamed down your eyes. “Jus’ take it ‘n . . .” he trailed off.

“We’ll take care ‘f the rest,” Gaz finished with a grunt, hand joining Soap’s on the back of your neck.

You swallowed, struggling but managing to keep your breathing even around your tears. That was until you felt a large, hard intrusion against your asshole. Your mouth fell open in a gasp as Ghost pushed in, his hands trapping you. You tried to pull away, but neither of them let you, simply grunting and chasing their own highs as you writhed in mild panic. You’ve never been this filled before.

Soap’s hand seized your open jaw, his hand roughly pounding his cock until he reeled back, spurting ropes of cum across your tongue. 

“Oh,” you sighed, watching the pleasure wash over his face as he pumped himself the last few times. 

He shivered opening his eyes to look down at you, blush tinting his cheeks when he saw the load of cum still in your mouth. He closed you mouth, patted your cheek, and turned you toward Gaz, wordlessly handing you off to the man as he put himself away.

Gaz didn’t waste time, he was close, if not closer than Soap had been. It only took two sucks before he was spilling inside you with a cry. When you pulled off of him, you waited for him to catch his breath and look at you before opening your mouth for him. He collapsed to the bed with a groan at the sight, Soap leaning over to catch a glimpse. 

��Price. Christ almighty, lookit this,” Soap said, tipping your head toward him.

Price closed his eyes, a barely contained groan humming from behind his mouth as he massaged his temple.

“Gonna be the death of me, love,” he said opening his tired eyes to give you a small smile. “Go ahead, now. Show the boys how good they were t’ you. Swallow.”

You did as you were told. You swayed over to look at Gaz and Soap who were collapsed into each other’s arms, too fucked out to do more than weakly groan as you closed your mouth and swallowed their salty, watery load. 

“Ready for us now?” Price said rolling his hips, driving his cock inside you. Good god, you felt full to bursting, and there was no pleasure to dull the ache.

You nodded, Ghost taking that as permission to pull gently out until none but his head remained trapped by your taunt ring of muscle. He took a breath and then ever so slowly pushed back in, cock forcing it’s way back in, squishing dribbles of his saliva down your thighs. 

Price lifted your thighs to pull out, allowing the large man behind you to seat fully, balls flush to your pussy, before letting you sink back down, Price occupying your cunt once more as Ghost pulled out. They fucked you in tandem, taking time to stretch you open until you were used to taking both their cocks.

“Holding up, love?” Price huffed, falling to lay on his back, letting you ride him as you took Ghost from behind. 

“Yeah,” you sighed, enjoying the feeling of them filling you, fucking you open, using you to chase their own pleasure, but-

“Want it back, don’t you?” he said with a fucked out smirk as he watched you. 

You gasped at the ball of light still clutched in his hand, the motion of you hips stopping. Ghost didn’t pay you any mind, grabbing your waist to continue working his massive length inside your ass. He held up his hand, then opened it, lighting your face with the soothing, golden light that poured from the quivering mass. 

“Well?” he asked, “Do you?”

You nodded crying out, “Yes, Price! Yes yes yes, please!” as you found your rhythm again, swaying your hips up and down, riding his cock until he crushed his fingers down around the ball, a low groan droning from his lips.

“Yes, love,” he sighed, “Fuck, that’s it.”

“Price,” you begged, voice barely above a whisper as you took both of them at wildly different paces: Price at your own slow rhythm and Ghost bruising your hips under the grip of his hands as he rocked you back onto his cock. “Please.”

“Yeah . . .” he answered, “Been so good.” His weak voice an answer to your unsaid prayers as he pressed the ball to your navel, forcing you to absorb it with a flash of blinding light.

Thank god Ghost’s hands were wrapped so tightly around you, because the full force of every drop of pleasure you’d been robbed of slammed into you the second Price’s hand touched your skin. You rocketed forward, almost off of both of them as your orgasm slammed into you hard, so hard it was almost painful. You had forced yourself to cum multiple times before, and even that hadn’t left your clit as thrumming and hard as it did now. 

Your whole body was lost in static, trembling on pinpricks as you lost all sight, all sound. You felt Price’s cock expanding inside you, how he pumped up once, twice, then shuddered, flooding you with his cum. You felt his hands wander up, supporting your torso as you fell forward, spent but still taking Ghost from behind. 

He wasn’t very far behind, a low, creaking groan filling the room as he gave you three more good thrusts that rattled your bed. You mewled as he speared you for the last time, warm cum filling you for a moment before he pulled out. 

You lay against Price’s chest, catching your breath with the four other men. You could feel how gaped open you were, what a mess they had made of you. Fluids ran out of both your holes making a mess of the bed. Price brushed hair from your face, wrapping his arms protectively around your shivering shoulders. You closed your eyes as you felt the bed dip. That had to be Ghost.

“Okay there, love?” Price asked. A blanket was thrown over your mostly naked body. 

“Hmmm, yeah,” you murmured sleepily, squirming until you found a comfortable spot on his chest. If he let you, you would have fallen asleep right here and now.

“Not yet, love,” he whispered into your head. You could tell he was smiling. “Boys’ll run you a bath, then y’ can knock off.”

You heard someone get up and leave the room. Soap or Gaz probably. You nodded, not really caring about anything anymore. This was the best you had felt in ages, the most peaceful, easy sleep you’d found since, now that you thought about it, since you moved in. Your thought was interrupted by the sound of the water tumbling through your pipes. 

“We’ll stay if you want. Just let me know,” he said stroking your arms.

You opened your eyes. Ghost was laying across your bed, soft brown eyes watching as your breathing slowed to match Price’s. You closed your eyes again. 

“I’d like that,” you sighed, drifting off with a smile on your lips. You didn't think you would ever be able top this Halloween party if you tried.

[dollfacedsl1ut]

Thoughts about ghostface aespa with sprinkles of g!p ?

!ghostface g!p! Aespa let’s talk about it….. this is the !nice fem popular reader version you can ask for the other one and I’d post it maybe..

a/n : ik there’s gonna be some type of typos AND IM SORRRRY SPARE ME PLEASE

content : murder (shocker), panty stealing, yandere themes, smut, mentions of a fivesome, the jock leaves reader for a rando.., unconsenual recording, reader gets leaked to the jock, groping, sexual corruption??, overall idk what this is you don’t either so yeah..

All members of aespa are in college and had their fair share of people they hated and wanted dead it didn’t matter who you were If you did something that angered them you were on the hit list which rounds up to 95% of the school especially the popular kids (they hated them so much) expect you, to them you were a actual person who didn’t care about luxury brands and cars or about drama / who was fucking who’s boyfriend while they were away to them you had a pure and innocent mind which made this attraction to you grow

It started off with stalking and obsessions to breaking in your dorm whilst you’re in classes maybe if they’re lucky enough you’ll be sleeping they stole various of things from miniature accessories you owned to clothing such as panties and bras..yeah you noticed stuff going missing but you just though you misplaced them or they got lost whilst you took trips to the communal laundry mat…

But one day there was a Halloween college party at a cabin in the woods, everyone was invited so everyone was there, the aespa girls took this as a good opportunity to start their killing spree.. the kill started off good they got rid of the people who would be missed by a minimal amount of people they enjoyed hearing their cries and their begs for forgiveness it just drove them too kill more that night but once you arrived it was like a switch flipped in their brains instead of their murderous mood they were more hyper and eager..

Their eyes scanned over your body looking at the way your costume hugged your curves the coils even see the out line of your panties, if they looked close enough they could tell you weren’t wearing a bra. The happy mood they once had flipped again once they seen who you brung, the jock that had the worse attitude and bullied people who didn’t have the latest car model needless to say they were pissed that you brung him out of everyone else on campus he was the worse guy you could’ve picked and they weren’t happy with you they were gonna make sure you never bring someone who isn’t them to another party..

They watched you and the jock the whole time, every single time you giggled, and felt uncomfortable by his sick jokes, but when he dismissed himself to “piss” they knew it was the perfect time for his death as well, the funny thing was he didn’t have too piss he was fucking another girl in the outdoor bathroom although they wanted to kill him there they wanted to make him feel overwhelmed with emotions so that’s when they finally approached you, you were scrolling on your phone drinking out of a red cup, the conversation was the best one you’ve had in years y’all had so much in common which turned you on although they haven’t showed their faces yet it was a turn on to have things in common it was Giselles idea to go to the bedroom to further explore this attraction..

Once y’all reached the bedroom it just felt like your panties were soaked right that minute the way their hands wondered on your body, the soft touches on your plush thighs, although you’ve never had a fivesome before you wanted to make this work the, sensations of them stretching you out felt so good you’ve never came this fast when you had sex but the way their cock filled you up so nicely you overall had the best experience besides the sounds of camera clicks you weren’t sure if that was your imagination or not you were too horny to be bothered with it, your body was sore and tired after it was finished you just wanted to take a quick nap, Karina and winter being the ones to wash you down and Giselle and ningning getting ready to send the videos and pictures of your sexual encounter with them to the jock,..

After you were sleeping soundly they knew it was time to start their next kill The Jock, after the recordings were sent to the jock they left kisses on your face Giselle might’ve left a slap on your ass and Karina might’ve groped your tits but it’s not like you would care much, the burner phone they used to send the pictures to the jock was ringing with messages angry to ones pleading for you to meet up with him so they did just that, He was pacing around in the back yard with his phone in his hand replaying the video just to hear your soft moans ring in his ears, they could tell he just finished fucking yet another girl and it seemed like you were the next, his pants were unzipped as his cock poked from between the hole in his boxers, They stood in the shadows until they eventually pounced on him ningning pinned his hands to ground as Giselle held down his legs, Karina replayed the sex tape over and over as the jock cried he knew they were the ones that fucked you and slutted you out the video replaying in his head even if the phone was no longer in his vision he couldn’t help it but feel blood rush to his dick watching you get fucked by 4 people at once wishing it was him and his friends fucking you instead, abusing your tight holes then leaving you alone crying and sore but he knew he wouldn’t be able to do that anymore to anyone he felt his body going numb as Karina cut into his chest blood gushing on the grass it just made them smile seeing yet another pathetic person being humbled but he wasn’t the first one they needed this to happened too and he certainly wasn’t gonna be the last..

[oogaboogaspookyman]

Soooo a reply in the most recent Oil Is Thicker Than Blood release (by @dronebiscuitbat ) gave me an idea! And threw my impulse control out of my window!

BE WARNED: this contains a more than implied spicy Nuzi scene, which is canon in the universe of Oil Is Thicker Than Blood. I also tried my best to finish this so be also warned for potentially sucky writing lmao

Edit: I FOUND THE GUY THAT INSPIRED THIS SHIT IT'S @/makiyu23 THANK YOU DUDE THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN I WOULDN'T HAVE MADE THIS WITHOUT YOU

[EAVESDROPPING]

That red eyed freak... She's gonna pay.

Crawling in the vents. She always loved crawling around, whether it's the roof, the walls, or the ventilation systems, it always felt so good and satisfying.

This time didn't feel good the usual way now. It felt good like a revenge. Fitting.

While she's doing that, she found a few trinkets along the way! Neat! Things to look at instead of her glasses! She always disliked looking at her own glasses out of boredom, it brings memories she doesn't have consent for... Y'know what else she didn't consent to?

...

Let's not joke about that time, V...

...

Anyway! Back to searching through the vents! And sending those updates on the red thing stuff too!

"robo-god i fucking love crawling it's satisfying like-..." She stops for a moment... Then sighs... "Let's not ramble about these things alone V, you'll seem crazier than you already are..."

After long minutes of crawling around in the vents and sending updates on the search, she started to hear something...

Talking?

There's people talking...

There's people talking.

"Look, i'm just sayin', we can't have these Murder Drones in 'ere at all, ya know their body count? As someone who like- counts the deaths and missing drone cases, i say they're up to like- the THOUSANDS!"

"You know Khan's orders and announcement, they're living with us now, end of. We cannot keep having this conversation, Sean..."

"Susan please just- just understand what i'm trying to say here!"

"We can't keep up a relationship if all you're gonna ramble about is the Murder Drones wanting to make amends."

A Worker with an irish accent... Rambling to another, 50% masculine 50% feminine and 100% tired sounding, about the fact that she and N are living in the bunker with them and how he's against it. Of course. If she could drop down right then and there... She would. But she can't, she made a promise... Stupid promise but hey, she cares about that idiot.

...

Stupid feelings, stupid concept of caring, stupid core, now she feels all mushy and gross...

Ughh, get back to work you trauma bag!

Beep. Update sent. And as she crawls around the vents, a message for Lizzy. Heehee Lizzy she cute- SHUT UP BRAIN.

SD-V: yo liz i caught two people talking while i crawled in the vents, wanna hear?

A few seconds later...

Lizthequeen: OMG yes!!! drop the gossip gurl!!!

SD-V: so theres these two workers talkin shit about me and n for obvious reasons and apparantly these two workers are also a dumb lovey dovey couple

Lizthequeen: oh shiz you talking about sean and susan??? oh theyre having constant problems with their relationship i heard!!

SD-V: thats what im saying. theyre in constant problems with their relationship yeah

Lizthequeen: they are fr?? daaayyuummm gurl...... are they breaking up now???

V stopped to look back and crawl a little backwards to hear...

"... Susan- Susan please don't do this to me-"

"No no no no you know what? You know what? We're done here, all you ramble about is your racism, fuck you and fuck off"

"Susan please!"

Then a slam... Then a sigh...

"... WELL GOOD RIDDANCE I FUCKING GUESS!"

She began crawling forward again... God damn.

SD-V: yup

Lizthequeen: RN????? HOLY SHIT?????

SD-V: yup

Lizthequeen: they finally broke up........ thank you for sharing the info bestie i owe u so much

SD-V: yeah you owe me a good hanging out

What the FUCK. WHY DID YOU SEND THAT WHY DID YOU SAY THAT

V immediately stopped messaging in flustered frustration, yellow filling her visor and embarrassment filling her... Everything. Fuck's sake.

...

...

...

Lizthequeen: what do u mean by that ;3c

SD-V: nothing shut up buzz off im busy anyway BYE

Then to the right goes the program...

...

...

...

That was stupid.

...

...

Okay that's processed.

As she crawled by, she began to hear more chatter... Right, people exist.

"Guy imma need to talk to ya"

"Oh no. My name in b flat. I'm in trouble"

"More like i wanna discuss something with you regarding the whole Khan's daughter and N thing..."

"... Am i in trouble?"

"Stop saying you're in trouble, i just wanna talk"

PFFFFT

"“Stop saying you're in trouble” yeah shut up before you get in trouble hehehehehe-"

"What the HELL was that?!"

V squeaked in surprise, then yelled back, attempting to threaten the two into submission.

"YOU BETTER NOT TRY ME OR I WILL DROP DOWN AND RIP YOU TO SHREDS YOU TOASTERS!!"

...

...

"Okay, no need to yell lass, we would've listened anyway"

"Yeah what Han said"

V sighed in relief and kept crawling and sending updates. Situation avoided.

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Crawling by crawling by, crawling by for the sake of your life~

This is getting really boring, i fucking hate this now i wanna go home~

She sang as she crawled in the vents, sending updates every few as she found new things and new gossip, making herself laugh a little as she crawled... She needed those laughs and those moments. She needed a break from the tension and the fear. The dread. That red eyed freak...

...

That red eyed freak.

...

"You want me to lead?" She heard, faintly, as she crawled about...

What in the god damn?? Uzi??

"Lay down then"

What????????

She crawled forward and stopped to hear the possible new gossip...

...

What the fuck are they doing down there.

"Relax, okay?"

"O-okay..."

Uzi?? N?? What are they...

...

Oh they can't be.

"I-i'm not t-that insteresting"

"You're gorgeous, actually"

"Shouldn't i be saying that to y-you?"

Nuh uh they're not i don't believe... N would be a bottom though.

A little more of hearing from inside the vents, it becomes clearer as every second passes. She can't move.

She jerks a leg forward, yet it's stiff. She can't move.

She tries the same with one arm, it's stiff too. She can't move.

She tries to at least launch herself forward, but her whole body is stiff. She can't move.

She sighs... I can't move... I can't stop hearing...

"Ngh... Uzi..."

JUST MOVE LET THEM BE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOV

She jerks an arm, trying to continue crawling.

Again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

FINALLY.

She manages to continue crawling by...

After ceaseless crawling, ending up finding nothing, and having heard quite the event... You think she'll have a word or two for them about it?

She's laid down across the ground, alone in her nest in the spire, seemingly dissociating after the events that transpired...

"Well... Damn." Her last words said in surprise.

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...

...

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We never got to go far in our relationship.

She swapped her hand up with the submachine gun and aimlessly let loose a barrage of bullets, drowning her thoughts in noise. Drowning her sorrows in noise.

Heavy breathing, panting.

...

"Let's not think of that, V..."

[sharkfoodstore]

For all that people meme on the fortune teller, i feel like people often don't realize the point of that scene (forbidden scrollery spoilers)

Like, I have seen many people go "well, she was doing what she had to do, you know? It is what it is. He kinda was the bad guy first."

and like, I really don't think that's the case. I feel like her actions here are definitely wrong.

For example, the end of the chapter has this moment.

This, to me, is implying that if Kosuzu keeps going down the path she's going, reimu is worried she will have to kill her as well.

Forbidden Scrollery is about the relationship between humans and youkai, the balances and imbalances of power between them, and kosuzu's choice between both sides. This is the moment that sets up the stakes of this conflict. If kosuzu chooses the side of the youkai, she will be betrayed and killed by Reimu. Yukari says this outright.

I think its very relevant that yukari is the one saying this, because she's also someone who started human and became a youkai. She made the same choice kosuzu and the fortune teller did.

And we see similar motives echoed by both characters.

Both of these people have just learned that their entire lives are a truman-show like reality where they're kept alive solely so the youkai can keep them living in fear in order to keep themselves alive. Reimu, in this instance, is murdering one of them because if too many people found out they could become youkai they all would stop being controlled and scared and the youkai would cease to be. Reimu is actively working against humanity here. This casts Reimu in a pretty negative light, because we absolutely do not want Reimu to kill Kosuzu. It's what gives those final chapters so much tension.

This is the ultimate morally gray moment of the series in my opinion. It is revealed in forbidden scrollery that reimu is not working for the humans, she is working to maintain a balance set up by youkai for the sake of the youkai.

Im not claiming that the fortune teller was "right all along about everything and is the true good guy of the series" or whatever. The knowledge he has would have led to the death of every youkai. And as the manga goes on to say, the current peace kind of works well enough from one perspective at times, both sides technically holding equal power in the relationship and the youkai technically working for the sake of humanity while also using them. Part of what makes Forbidden Scrollery so good IS the messy and complicated morality that is explored throughout the manga. It is some of the best touhou media in existence for that reason. The youkai are fighting for survival, and aren't actively killing humans, but can the humans really be asked to give up their freedom and live in ignorance like this? It is a complicated question that the series struggles to answer.

So while I do think its fun to joke about how Reimu straight up kills a guy, due to the lack of people talking about the fortune teller I just wanted to bring this up. I feel like understanding that he was actually kinda right about many things in that scene really elevates forbidden scrollery's writing and themes, and also does a lot for both Reimu, Yukari, and Kosuzu's arcs throughout the manga.

[berylcups]

I don't know if you take requests like this but I'm interested in your general headcanons for La Squadra — if you have any! I like the way you portray them :)

Aw, thank you very much! I’m glad you enjoy my interpretations of everyone’s favorite blorbos! 💜

La Squadra General Head Canons

CW: blood mention, death mention, grief, alcohol, weed, transphobia, child mental abuse mention, bullying, sex work, toxic masculinity, internalized homophobia?(im gonna add it just to be safe even though it’s used as a joke by an LGBTQIA+ person…a trigger is still a trigger)

Notes: This is technically number 3 on my list but I'm submitting this one first since it got finished first! I hope this will satisfy your appetite while I continue to work on the earlier asks in order! If anyone wants a deep dive in-depth general HC list of any specific character feel free to send in an ask! 🥰excluding Melone of course... there's already one done of him!(that doesn't include other genres, yandere, romantic, etc. Mel HCs are still on the table!) Hope you all enjoy! 💜 Beryl

Risotto

1- He has PTSD and lingering symptoms of grief. This developed after his cousin died. He has conversations in his head with his dead cousin when he feels lonely or stressed.

2- The smell of blood gives him the same response as cuteness aggression. He needs to cuddle and squeeze the life out of something when he smells that iron-y goodness.

3-He's into leatherwork and knows how to skin an animal. He would help his grandparents in Sicily kill and skin the cattle. Blood and viscera are a common thing in his life.

4. He refuses to drink alcohol. He can’t stomach it knowing that it’s what caused the driver to murder his cousin. He opts for marijuana instead. It's really therapeutic for his PTSD. Formaggio, Pesci, and Melone are the best guys to smoke with. They always know how to show Ris a good time!

5- He doesn’t play favorites when it comes to his men. But only Formaggio knows how to make him laugh. He also has a soft spot for Sorbet and Gelato since they were the first men in his group. He cares for all his men equally, no exceptions.

Formaggio

1- He’s a 30 year old man who’s half Spanish and half Italian. He was born and raised in Firenze. He’s proud of his colorful family roots but he’s always going to cheer on Italy when he’s watching football!

2- Crazy cat man. This guy has five cats and they all are named after cheeses. And they are all orange cats. That grey one you saw in the bottle? You didn’t see shit. There was no grey cats being abused put into bottles. No you can’t change my mind. 😤 There’s Brie, Asiago, Colby, Fontina, and Queso.

3- always says “where’s my hug at??”. Also says “no homo” before doing anything that might be suggestive. This man is bisexual. 🤦‍♀️🤦 saying that doesn’t make it any less queer my Bi- King 👑 he’s the best hugger, 2nd is Pesci, and 3rd is Risotto.

4- This man is the hairiest in the group. He's always trimming his hair and shaving his chest and happy trail. If he doesn't shave he'll end up with a full beard and mustache, full chest of hair connected to his happy trail. The only thing he doesn't shave are his arms, pits, and legs and they are ridiculously hairy. 😬

5- Illuso is actually his best friend. Shocking? I know. They’re very competitive and sadistic hitmen. They always try to outdo each other on how gruesome and creatively they can take someone out. They both like to get drunk or high and watch football and wreck up the base.

Illuso

1- This prideful 28 year old is half Swiss German and Italian born and raised in Milano. His bad attitude came from always being compared to his younger brother. His little brother could do no wrong and Illuso always had to set a good example for him. The pressure got to him and just like Fugo he snapped but it turned bloody. His mom and younger brother are afraid of him and want nothing to do with him anymore and his father is sleeping 6 feet under.

2- He’s very sensitive and has rejection sensitivity dysphoria. As a child he was a big crybaby and his dad always scolded him to “man up” and fight back when he’s being bullied. It wasn’t until Secondary school where he started fighting back and becoming a bully himself. Now it’s all second nature to him. He puts up a façade of being an unpleasant person to hide his weaknesses.

3- He’s an avid artist who loves working with charcoal and graphite. His still lifes, landscapes, and portraits are near photorealistic. If his name didn’t give it away, he loves illustrating reflective surfaces the most. He wants his own studio where he can display his work. He doesn’t want to show off his work to others though. He’s very sensitive about his art pieces. He only does it for his own self satisfaction. He does want to be able to share this with a special someone though if he were able to find someone that he didn’t scare off.

4- He was born with Man in the Mirror. He used to use the mirror realm to hide and cry so he wouldn’t get made fun of by other kids or get yelled at by his dad for being “weak”. He obviously now uses it to store dead bodies and uses it as a safe place to attack people.

5- He was very sheltered as a child. The first time he saw masculine genitals besides his own was he went to Galleria dell’Accademia di Firenze with his parents seeing Michel Di Angelo’s David. He embarrassed them by loudly asking his father “papà why is his pìpì so tiny???” 😳

Pesci

1- He’s the youngest member at 19 years old. He’s from Sardinia.

2- Pesci has a mild form of Klippel-Feil syndrome. This doesn’t affect his self esteem. He’s actually pretty content with his body image! He just wishes he had more mobility with his neck. He does worry about passing that specific gene down to his potential children so he’s going to avoid having them. He fears his children will get bullied and not be able to develop a thick skin like he does. 😢 maybe his future s/o can help change his mind about that? 🥹

3- He’s a farm to table type of man. He fishes for his meal, cleans and debones , and cooks it to perfection. He knows how to prepare anything that lived in the water. Even the poisonous Fugu. But he doesn’t trust his skills enough to serve you that though! …unless you’re the boss. 😈

4- When he’s fed up with Prosciuttos harsh treatment, he’ll mock/impersonate him behind his back with Formaggio. 😅 his voice could use some work but he has the cadence and body language on point!

5- Coffee, tea, Cigs, energy drinks, or anything that is a stimulant will give poor Pesci the insta-shits. 💩 his tummy is DYING. Give him the entire toilet roll he’s gonna be in the bathroom allllll day. 😭 give him dairy, spicy, greasy, or anything else that’s irritating to the bowels. He can handle it like a CHAMP. Just no go-go juice.

Prosciutto

1- He’s a 26 year old Roman man. He’s a bastard child who never knew his father. He’s the oldest out of his 6 half siblings. His mother was a sex worker and a single mom so she always had to rely on her eldest Son Prosciutto to take care of his siblings. He never had a real childhood and had to grow up fast. This explains the aging nature of his stand and his stern attitude.

2- He sort of followed in his mother’s footsteps by sleeping with tourists and robbing them blind which is how he was able to get so much designer clothes and jewelry. Don’t ever bring up the part of his life before Passione, unless you have a death wish. He’s very ashamed of his past.

3- He has a hobby of winemaking and tasting. His dream is to have a villa in the countryside and have his own vineyard where he can make, drink, and sell his own wine .

4- He’ll take this secret to his grave but he has a mild phobia of taxidermy animals and embalmed corpses. Something that looks so life like yet is completely dead never to walk again really unnerves him. He doesn’t enjoy seeing things decay either. He finds it very unpleasant, but at least he’s aware that they are no longer among the living.

5- He’s a huge technophobe. Outside using his cellphone for calls and laptop for emails, he does NOT want anything to do with technology. Don’t come to his house and expect to Netflix and chill. You’re gonna gramophone and whoopie LMAO 😭. He likes old stuff because it “lasts longer “ totally not because he doesn’t know how to use anything. 🥲 he thinks video games are a waste of time and gets on the guys for playing them…they completely ignore him. 😂

Melone

I did a deep dive on this fella already click the link below to see it!⬇

Ghiaccio

1- He’s a proud 23 year old Venetian. He was born AFAB and became his authentic self as a trans man. Only Melone knows Ghiaccio before he became his authentic self. He's very supportive of him and refuses to deadname him or even speak about his life beforehand. If you mention anything about it you might get beaten up by Melone first before Ghiaccio gets a chance to scream at you. They bicker alot but they are close friends.

2- He got kicked out of multiple schools for beating the living shit out of his bullies for making fun of his nerdiness and LGBTQIA status. He eventually dropped out and joined passione.

3. He has a hobby for sports. He loves competitive swimming, hockey and ice skating the most. He wanted to go to the Olympics for it but transphobia prevented him from competing. (You can see why he might have an anger problem…)

4- Ghiaccio can see without his glasses. He just has severe astigmatism and gets headaches if he stares at the screen too long without them.

5- He has level 1 autism. He’s grumpy but sociable. He becomes awkward when you’re genuinely nice to him. He's not used to not having arguments and having an actual cordial conversation with someone. You can help him get used to that! He’s very sensitive to textures when it comes to clothes or food. Loud noises don’t bother him but certain noises do (pens clicking, fluorescent lights humming, mouth noises, high pitched whining like police or ambulance sirens, etc)

[deathbxnny]

Have you ever heard of the saying “If you cant beat them, join them”?

…

Im so sorry Yanqing, i love you (platonically ofc) and i have nothing against you but it was a too good of an idea to waste

Im also sorry Jing Yuan but im not as sorry as i was to Yanqing

So can i request Jing Yuan and Yanqing’s reactions towards finally knowing reader’s reason for betraying them and their reaction towards reader’s death. Yes, you read this right, d.e.a.t.h. This is basically the continuation of that post.

So they both got sent a video that has reader talking angrily nonstop towards Kafka about some plan that involved Jing Yuan and Yanqing hurt, like this was not the deal they agreed on. It wasnt until Kafka revealed that they had tricked the reader that shut the reader’s mouth. She revealed that The Stellaron Hunters needed the reader’s betrayal to ensure the best future Elio can predict. And then suddenly the reader gets killed in the video by Blade. You can either make the reader have a painful and slow death or make them just have their head decapitated. Our tears are in your hands

How would Jing Yuan and Yanqing react to this video, this taunt, they got from the Stellaron Hunters?What are their reaction on just finally knowing the reason why their twin/kid betrayed them and then later just watched them die?

:)

- Flower Anon 🌸

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A/N: This is so messed up, it's great lol. Poor Yanqing honestly. Also, thank you for the request and I hope I do well!<3

Content: TW!Mentions of Decapitations, Angst, hurt/no comfort, murder, reader dying, reader is Yanqing's twin, guns, Kafka girlbossing as she usually does

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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Yanqing and Jing Yuan were crushed by you betraying them. It made no sense to them. They had so many questions and the fact that they may never be answered, killed them inside beyond belief. They tried to move on however for the sake of their duties. They had no choice after all. It was all they could do and it worked for a while... until it one day just didn't.

It started with a video from the Stellaron hunters themselves. It was signed off by them, a taunt they didn't understand just yet. But once the video began, everything was finally making sense. It started off with you and Kafka talking, or well, you yelling at her in anger. You didn't agree with your family getting hurt. It was against your deal with the Stellaron hunters.

But you stopped, when Kafka let out a chilling, cold laugh. It was demeaning and evil, like she had just heard the most funniest joke in the world. And perhaps she had, as she took a deep breath and looked back down at you with a calm, amused smile. "You didn't think, that we'd seriously keep our promise, did you? You aren't that useful to us... or at least not anymore." She hummed, her head tilting in amusement at the surprised look on your face, as everything began dawning on you. They had fooled you all along.

You were speechless at this revelation, before you felt this looming, familiar presence behind you. Your eyes never left Kafka's, as it was your turn to let out a cold, bitter chuckle. You knew who it was. And that betrayal hurt you even more. "I trusted you." The silence that followed was deafening, the glint of a certain sword clear in the dark room. "That was your first mistake." The sword swung down, just as your eyes met the camera. You smiled, a bitter, regretful one, before your head was cut off perfectly and your body slumped off the chair. The video then came to an end there.

The silence in the general's office was loud. No one knew what to say or do. Yanqing was starring at the black screen with wide eyes, silent tears having unknowingly ran down his face a long time ago. Jing Yuan's face was blank and unreadable, not a single emotion present, except for the dark storm that raged on in his eyes. He put a hand on Yanqing's shoulder, who was now crumbling and breaking at everything he had just seen and heard. Jing Yuan had to be the strong one. He has lost a child already, he won't lose another one.

He turned his head to the awaiting soldiers and generals, who all nodded in agreement to his silent words. This meant war.

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A/N: I hope this is fine! Also sorry that it took so long and thank you again for the request!<33

[tiredlilguy]

Uhhhh mayhaps for your requests can I request the flags (either separately or altogether) x reader with an ability like Natsume? Like they can shapeshifter into a cat (or other animals even, dog, bird etc) Just fluffy hcs! 💕💕

a/n: hello!!! this is honestly such an interesting request, i decided to brew on it for a little bit. i wanted to give each of the Flags a separate animal >:D so enjoy! [i imagined that the abilites worked similar to atsushi's where sometimes you can have some physical parts of the animal still on you by will]

pairing(s): The Flags (separately) X GN!Reader cw: lots of talk about murder, but besides that not proofread desc: just some fluffy/general hc's with you are their animal shape-shifting partner!

Pianoman:

you are a goose! (A white feathered goose to be specific)

Why? Because apparently gooses are a symbol of perfection (the internet’s take, not mine-)

I was actually going to change this until I realized that 1. Geese can be violent and 2. This is actually highkey a perfect animal for disguise… sort of

You are the Mafia’s spy/assassin goose

Let’s be real here, I can see that actually kind of being badass, ok? Imagine you’re just chilling at the park, and you don’t even know that you’re being spied on by A GOOSE!!!

You got wings if your ability is a little stubborn to deactivate. They’re very pretty :) Pianoman admires them; will ask to get your clothes tailored so they can sprout out when you’re relaxed

Enjoys the warmth when you wrap your wings around him; he’ll let out a soft hum too

Pianoman will sometimes place a pretty red ribbon with a bell on it around your neck in your full goose form so that he doesn’t lose track of you, your small in your goose form! He wants to make sure he can hear your waddling and the bell too (*a;ldkfj;alskdjf fluffy pianoman thoughts*)

I can see him helping you prune your wings as well; having the goose as an ability is nice until you get sudden back pain :(

He’ll take a seat behind you while you are sitting at the end of the bed shirtless and help you pluck old feathers (and whatever else he can do without hurting you too much)

You always apologize for making him do all of this for you as his hands are already calloused from counting money, but he doesn’t mind as long as it’s you

Pianoman would reassure you by placing a kiss on the side of your head while continuing to help you

Yeah, your full goose form is really cute, but also… he’s very aware of how deadly you can be

Sharp teeth and big wings… you could potentially lure someone to death if you wanted

He enjoys hearing how you kill people, finds it impressive too!

I feel like he’d enjoy giving you a lot of cute chokers in your human/goose form :D he sometimes gets creative and changes up the colors/ruffles/shape of the bell

A;sldkfj;asldkf I feel like he likes to play piano/sing to you if you’re around in your goose form; he’ll smile as he watches you waddle around a bit before turning back into your human form

Hyonk (im sorry I was being a silly goose with this one) [that was solandiss’s joke]

Lippmann:

you are a fox!

I can see you making the little cute noises that fox’s make when they’re trying to talk

He understands what you’re trying to say, and only him; it’s like both of your own secret language :3 (he just responds back to you in a human language though-)

Likes to pet you in your full-fox form, he enjoys how soft you are and you enjoy laying in his lap because he’s warm

Would tease you if you think you’re in you have your tail/ears out while you’re in somewhat of a human form

He’d probably pull on them at first, not believe that they’re real, you’d probably yelp and slap his hand away

He still does that, but pulls more gently :) he likes hearing the little noises you make

You’re probably a lot faster than him sometimes if you’re both on a mission together

Imagining him trying to be stealthy, but he’s kind of slow in your eyes, so you quickly turn into a fox and run off

He’s happy to see you bringing back a freshly bloody hand from your mouth and placing it at his feet

Idk why, but I can see him making you little boots for your paws when you’re in your fox form… you don’t wear them at first, but one day it gets cold so you put them on (you tried to make it so he couldn’t see you, but he saw… he has a photo of it

Likes to caress your cheek and look at your eyes; they may still look a little bit animalistic after using your fox form, but he loves you all the same (probably thinks it’s hot…)

Will groom you in your fox form because it not only soothes you, but enjoys watching you fully relax in his lap

Iceman:

you are a wolf! (Specifically a grey wolf)

He doesn’t say much, and neither do you when you’re in your wolf form, but he enjoys having you around when you’re in your wolf form

You’re both literally perfect for each other

Iceman’s a pretty stealthy person, and while a wolf is kind of obvious in public, you both probably look badass as hell next to each other

He’ll like… point at the person you both have to kill and you’ll instantly lunge at them and like… violently rip their head off

You’re probably like… really warm to him; even if you’re in your full human form, you’re just an absolute heater

He’ll enjoy the warmth from you, wrapping his strong arms around you and nuzzling his nose into your shoulder

Iceman likes to pet you a lot, but he’s the only person that you let do that to you

Is impressed by your vision at night, mainly because he can’t see out of one of his eyes; so in that way, you’re both work quite well together

I can see a lot of soft eskimo kisses :))

You both don’t talk much, but you both also seem to know exactly what’s on each other’s mind; sort of similar to Lippmann’s, but you both don’t need to say a single word, just giving each other a single glance

A;lsdkfjas;ldkfj imagining you missing him if he’s away abroad, and him coming back and you tackling him in your wolf form =w= so cute

You got that dawg in u

Albatross:

YOU’RE A CROW! A BIG ASS CROW (I love crows so much guys)

You make the cool clicking noises in your crow form when he pats your stomach

Has a bird handling glove whenever you’re working together so that you can rest on his forearm; or sometimes he’ll just rawdog it and leave his arm out for you to land on (you gotta be gentle though, cause you could accidentally hurt him with your talons; he also just doesn’t mind though)

Tries to feed you birdseed/nuts as a joke when your on his arm; you usually spit them back at his face because bruh, but sometimes you’ll eat them

Thinks you’re human-sized wings in your half-human form is COOL ASF

He’ll be mouth-wide open, shiny eyed at your human-sized black wings (that’s how he fell in love)

Will sometimes purposely put himself into dangerously high spots so you can fly him away; it scares the shit out of you, but he just wants to see your ability in action

Your wings are probably fucking… STRONG ASF; he’s impressed by how fast you can get around sometimes

Alb is an expert pruner; why? Because I said so

Will know when your wings are pruning before you can even feel it, and he knows how to take care of you so well that you barely even remember having back pain

Will always massage your back after long missions though, he does worry about you despite his silly attitude

Likes to fly a plane and see you fly with him; he knows it’s you in a heartbeat because you’re crow form is just very familiar to him

Likes to pet you in your crow form a lot, enjoys the satisfied noises that you make when he’s petting you

Has one of your feather’s on a necklace ;-; or sometimes he’ll pluck one to put in his braid (a;sldkfa;jsdf I love him)

CACAW!!

Doc:

you are a snakey (a python to be specific)

He loves you sm, like genuinely, he thinks you’re so fucking cool

Will wear you as a necklace in your snake form, it gives Lippmann the chills, but Doc knows you won’t hurt him

You are a little heavy though… but he doesn’t mind ofc because you’re also very warm (he is cold, plz warm him up)

Likes seeing you around the Mafia in your snake form and scaring the newbies; he thinks it’s hilarious asf

Your venom interests him in his collections of poisons, will ask if he can milk your venom for research (I know this sounds weird, but it’s actually the correct term)

Likes watching you sink your teeth into your enemies, finds it satisfying as they shiver and eventually die 

Thinks your little tongue peeking out is cute in a way, will comment on how cute you are while the flags kinda look at him sideways (more so Chuuya)

Idk where I got this idea, but he’d crochet you little hats; sometimes seasonal sometimes not

If you’re in your human form, you probably have rly sharp fangs, they kind of peak out a little bit out of your mouth (he also thinks that’s cute)

Finds you fascinating, but he loves you very much :DDD

Chuuya:

you are a dog (specifically a doberman)

A;lkdfj;alksdjf Y E S

You’re both very protective of each other, but you have the better hearing (which he’s a little bit grumpy for not having)

Likes to pet you, a lot :D especially if you did well on a job

Custom collars and chokers; you’ll have a matching one like his :DDD

You both look badass asf together, and so you obviously gotta be matching

However, a lot of dog jokes from Dazai… unfortunately, but it’s ok, you can just beat him up I guess

I can see him enjoying petting you when he gets stressed out, you calm him down in a way

I would have more ideas, but my brain is fried, so have this

[karmalynn500]

Sid’s cute sister

character ~ billy loomis

Request~no- yes

warnings ~ drugging readers drink, i love to cuss, use of words like slut, whore and cunt, mentions of sex while under the influence, drinking, mention of kidnapping and murder, one night stand, kind of ooc billy and stu? Mention of death.

Word count~ 4728

“God damn it stu!” Billy was quickly getting frustrated, Stu didn't know how to drug a drink and Billy wasn't there to help. “How will we even know it works, there must be a better way to do this” stu’s whining was only pissing Billy off more. “Just put the shit drug in her shit drink!” Billy pulled up to the Prescott house where all the girls waited. “And hurry up, im picking the girls up now” billy quickly hung up before stepping out of the car.

“Oh come on y/n~ tell us who this mystery man is” y/n was panicking, she absolutely could not tell tate and sid that she was crushing hard on billy, sid's boyfriend. It's not like sid would have to worry, billy hates y/n, but it would still put a rift between them and y/n did not want that. “No thank you, i shall keep this man all to myself” y/n joked trying to shake the feeling of guilt. “Hey it's ok, i understand how hard it is to admit who you have a crush on out loud, it makes it real” sidney smiled in a comforting manner, sadly all her words did was make the knife in y/n’s gut twist. “Yeah.. to real” y/n forced a smile, continuing to look through her clothes.

Mr Prescott opened the door smiling warmly at billy. “Ah come in come in” Billy gave a small nod in thanks stepping into the cool house. “Thanks Mr Prescott, are they almost ready” Billy was ready to leave. This plan had to work and for that to happen Stu still had to get his hands on y/n and sid's dad. “I'm sorry to say that i'm not sure, they will come down when they're ready” with that the prescott twins dad left the room. Sid came down first, she was wearing a light blue sweater, a good color to stain red, with some slightly baggy jeans. Tatem was next, there was a lot of light yellow and red, another good outfit to stain red. “Hey Billy,” Sid smiled, giving him a small peck on the cheek. Billy forced himself to wrap his arms around his girlfriend, adding a fake smile to help sell the whole being in love shit. “y/n will be down soon, her heels are giving her some trouble” tatum giggled, billy tuned the girls out after that full attention on the stairs. Finally y/n started to make her way down the stairs. She looked hot, as always, clade in a lilac purple crop sweater, it had a deep v neck showing off y/n’s tits perfectly. She wore a short skirt, matching in color and texture to her top, it was short and Billy had no doubt that if she turned around he would be able to see the bottom of her ass. She paired this with a small lilac checkered purse and mostly transparent heels. “You look like a whore” Billy glared. Watching her smile fall a little broke his heart, he wanted that smile directed at him so bad but he always fucked it up, like now saying the exact opposite of what he was thinking. “Billy” sid scolded him lightly. Billy rolled his eyes unwrapping his arms from around sid, “whatever lets go”

Stu had finally done it, he drugged y/n’s drink. Knowing if it will work was another story, but for now he was proud of himself. He put it with a few other drinks in the fridge, which guests knew was off limits. “Hey man, where can a man get a drink around here?” some jock that was most definitely not invited asked. Stu pointed to the island where all of the drinks sat, how he missed that Stu would never know. Stu did not invite this guy for many reasons, the main one was that he constantly flirted with y/n, which pissed billy right the fuck off. Stu knew this guy would distract Billy, hopefully Billy killed him before the rest of the plan was being filled out. Stu rolled his eyes at the jock before being distracted by someone jumping on his back “were here!” tatum yelled. Stu smiled at y/n while grabbing onto tatum’s thighs, “hey bestie!! i put a few beers in the fridge for you, I know how you hate warm alcohol” y/n smiled going to the fridge. “Thanks bestie” she yelled as she left the room.

It had been about an hour, y/n was on her third drink and reasonably tipsy. She had been dancing with some jock that had been flirting with her since like last year. She always rejected him, cause she really doesn't like him, but he has a reputation for one night stands and a big dick, and that's what she needed right now a one night stand to help forget about Billy standing in the corner with sid. “Hey, i have a key to the guest room, wanna join me~” y/n whispered seductively into the jock she hasn't cared to learn the name of’s ear. “Hell yeah” he smashed his lips onto hers, hands finding her butt instantly, “knew you would give in eventually” he smirked. y/n rolled her eyes, was he trying to kill the mood. She grabbed his hand leading him to the guest room roughly, telling herself she needed this and not to let him ruin it.

Billy was growing angrier by the minute, sid had disappeared somewhere with tatum and with his only distraction gone he got a great view of y/n leading that shit face joke of a guy to the guest room, though it was basically her room at this point. “Dude you look about ready to strangle him” stu chuckled from beside him, billy was more than ready to strangle him, to watch the light leave his eyes but first he needed his name and him alone. “Stu, when mr jock comes down the stairs, send him to the basement, tell him to get something heavy like a keg, make him feel real strong too” Billy smirked.Billy wanted this guy dead, so he's going to die. Stu nodded with a dark smile, “you got it billy”

“That was great” the jock pantad from his spot beside y/n. “Yeah” to be honest the sex was not good, not even a little bit. She never finished and all she could think about was Billy, it was partly her fault but the jock was definitely a selfish lover. The jock also tried his absolute hardest to not use a condom, saying he would pull out, y/n quickly rejected the idea and told him he would use a condom or he wont get to fuck her. The jock got up, grabbing his pants and pulling them up. “The nights still young, you coming back to the party” y/n was honestly exhausted, she had almost fallen asleep during her and the jocks hook up. “Um no i'm going to go to sleep- you go ahead” the jock smirked, he obviously thought he was the reason that y/n was in this state. “Ok, see you monday” he winked before leaving the room.

Finally billy heard the basement door open, the door was locked and only he and Stu had the key, so it had to be the jock. Slowly the annoying man made his way down the stairs mumbling to himself. “ first i fuck y/n and now im the strongest man here! Tonights really my night, now where's that keg” billy was seeing red at the confession to fucking y/n, but he knew he had to be carful with this, there was a whole party upstairs and if the jock got back to it billy was fucked. The jock made his way over to a still very alive and very scared mr prescott, laid out on a table that stu and brought down just for him, “oh what the fuck man” the jock went to turn around, only to come face to face with a masked billy. If everything went to plan tatum was dying right now, and then the jock and then anyone who gets in the way of sids timely death. “actually what the fuck man” the jock tried to run past but billy quickly grabbed his arm driving his knife into the jocks shoulder. The jock screamed in pain, grabbing his shoulder as he fell to the floor. “ how weak,” Billy laughed. The jock tried to crawl away but billy stoped that by sitting on his back, “ah come on, i thought it was your night, fucked a slut~ the strongest!” billy smirked, he was glad that he and stu built the voice changers into their masks, makes it so they can taunt their victims. “Please don't kill me, come on man” the jock cried, struggling to get away. While the jocks begging amused Billy, he had a plan to finish. Billy grabbed the mans hair lifting his head roughly, “think before you fuck my cunt” and with that he slit the jocks throat. Billy smiled, letting the jock's head fall to the dirt floor. “Bye bye bitch”

Billy's side burned as he climbed the stairs in search of y/n. He had a pretty good idea of where she would be, the guest room or stu’s, she often would move from the guest room to her best friends when at a party. Billy checked Stu's room first, no sign of her there, guest room it is. The cops were on their way and he and Stu needed fresh air, but there was no way y/n would not be out there with them. Billy opened the door, blushing at the sight of y/n who was half under the covers, boobs on full display for him. Billy limped over, reaching out to slowly shake y/n “y/n'' Billy shook harder, “mmm billy?” y/n was groggy, not fully waking up. This was evident in the fact that she didn't cover up, “come on get up” Billy started to gather y/n's clothes “what, why?” y/n sat up still not realizing she was showing off her tits, “here get dressed i'll tell you what happend outside” billy didn't want anyone else to see her this way but he made sure to memorize how she looked in this moment, naked, sleepy and oh so beautiful.

y/n was slow and unsteady as she made her way down stairs. The strong iron smell was scaring her, waking her up fully. “Oh my god billy your bleeding” y/n reached to stop him, she wanted to check and make sure he was ok. Billy shrugged her off with an eye roll. “Let's just get outside, I feel like I'm suffocating" Billy continued down the stairs. y/n followed behind him, still unsteady. “Here hold my hand, you're going to fall” Billy took y/n's hand. y/n blushed, letting billy lead her out of the house. “Billy, why is there so much blood?” Billy and Stu spent a few minutes dragging the body’s out of the hallway so that y/n wouldnt see, but there are still puddles of blood on the floors and walls. y/n got distracted from the question when she saw stu, who was sitting on the porch scrunched up and leaning against the railing for support. Stu looked up giving y/n a pained smile. “Hey bestie” y/n sat beside him, letting him lean against her instead of the railing. she was crying, the tears staining her cheeks. “ what happened?” She turned to Billy who was now sitting next to her. “ your dad went fucking psycho, tried to kill everyone.. Were the only ones who survived” this was definitely not what y/n expected, out of everyone in this town the killer was her own dad.. “Oh” y/n turned back to the road. This was a lot to process, she hoped Billy and Stu would understand that.

Billy was getting antsy, y/n had passed back out a few minutes ago. stu was dying, and fast. Billy wanted to help but the most he could do for stu is maybe help put more pressure on his wounds, y/n he couldn't help. Billy was upset, why would the police take this long when a group of teenagers call saying someone is trying to- he hears it now, even so they are required to come check it out right. “Bro.. do you think i put too much in her drink” stu whined, whether from the pain, or him being stu, billy didn't know. Stu had warned Billy he didn't know what he was doing, Billy should have had him wait and put it in himself, or he should have sent Stu to pick the girls up. It's too late for that now though.”it's.. Crossed my mind, she should be fine as long as the paramedics get here” hopefully soon. Billy didn't want to admit he had actual feelings for y/n, while Stu knew he had a small crush, he did not know that Billy felt as though if she died his world would come down with her. When they decided she would be the final girl it was easy, y/n was stu’s ride or die, and billy had a small crush on her, that means that both were happy or somewhat happy she's alive. “Billy, you know now that sids gone… you can admit it's more than a small crush” billy couldn't say he was surprised that stu knew, he was the only person that could read billy perfectly, no matter what billy was thinking stu knew, same with billy for stu. Their parents used to tell them that they were the same person, they could just look at each other and be up to no good. “How'd you figure it out” stu chuckled shaking his head, honestly too tired to actually joke about it “billy when you see y/n, you relax and your face lights up, and you give her this look, that says i'm in love with you, how sidney never found out is a honest mystery to me” billy's rudeness to y/n had masked it pretty well, sid always thought he hated y/n but stu knew, stu always knows.

Stu had definitely put way too much in y/n’s drink, it had almost killed her. It's been three weeks, no one suspected it was them and both Billy and Stu have been released from hospital, they still spend most of their time there, seeing as y/n still hadn't woken up. “Dude!” Stu yelled from across the room, he had just got off the phone with his mom. “What” billy grumbled “oh don't get upset, you can stare at y/n all you want after this, my parents got us all an apartment, told them that the house was to traumatic for me and that i hated being away from you and y/n, plus that gives y/n a place to stay now, seeing as her whole family’s dead” stu shrugged, sometimes billy thought stu was the stupidest person alive, he really just shrugged about y/n’s family's death and didn't think about the fact this is a hospital it has cameras. Billy's only concern about the apartment is that Stu's family would pick, they had already been trying when Stu was looking at apartments near the college he was going to go to. “Are they picking?” stu smiled wider, “nope, we get to pick, trama works well huh” stu chuckled. Billy rolled his eyes, deciding watching y/n sleep was a better time waster then listening to stu.

Bright lights blinded y/n as she woke up from what felt like four weeks worth of sleep. She moaned in discomfort trying to blink the blurriness in her eyes away. Finally being able to see clearly she looked over her right, Billy sat there half asleep and holding her hand. y/n genuinely thought that billy hated her, so why is he here, holding her hand like its his lifeline? “Billy?” her voice was hoarse and she knew Billy just barely heard her. “y/n!” Billy was awake now, he had let go of her hand in the process of sitting up, a large smile splayed across his face. “One sec let me call the nurse, then i'll tell you what happend” y/n remembered what happened, her dad went psycho and killed her friends, and her sister. Billy pressed the button on the end of what looked like an extention cord attached to her bed. “Um, I'm sure you're wondering what happened to you” Billy started, honestly y/n wasn't, so what she slept for a few hours she would be fine. “Apparently someone drugged you.. The doctor found high levels of rohypnol in your system, she said you must have had both your drinks laced with the stuff” y/n was so confused, what even was rohypnol? “The only person- wait no people who could have drugged my drink was stu or that jock, never got his name, but he's been flirting with me all year?” y/n didn't think stu would drug her drink, i mean why would he? So that left the jock, who did have a reason kind of? He did look proud of himself when she was border line passing out. “Well there was a dead jock found in the basement.. So if it was him he got his karma” y/n was unsure about billy joking at a time like this, but it's billy and she gave him a weak smile nonetheless. “Hows stu” y/n was more then concerned for her best friend, she remembered how fucked he was. “Hes ok, he's in a lot of pain but he's been released from the hospital..” y/n let out of sigh of relief, her best friend was ok, she wasn't alone “he's umm he's looking for and apartment so he doesn't have to stay, you know..” y/n nodded, it would be traumatic to ever go there again, most of all for stu and billy. “We were wondering if maybe you.. Would like to stay with us, we know that staying at your house will be hard and expensive” billy seemed to rant, even though his words were calculated and thought out. Living with billy and stu seemed like a good idea, y/n knew staying in her house was a no, she couldn't bear being there without her dad or sister, and while she was still pretty sure billy hated her, stu was her best friend and it might be fun to live with his crazy ass. “Yeah sure, I'll move in with you guys” Billy smiled. Damn the doctor is slow.

Billy was relieved y/n said yes, this was his chance to fix there fucked relationship and maybe even get her to be his. “Hey bills” y/n whispered, the nickname was a shock. Not necessarily cause it came from y/n, she was kind of known for that, it was the nickname itself, he had heard billy, bill, will, even just a simple b, but he had never heard bills, not even once.”hm” he hummed to tell her he was listening. “How are you, you know.. Feeling” billy could tell she was trying to make some sort of small talk, she was trying to be nice and Billy couldn't be happier. “Mentally or physically” Billy was doing fine, Stu went a bit deep but other than that he had no other injuries. And mentally he was great, he got away with murder twice now, and Sidney's dead, now there's nothing stopping him from pursuing y/n. “Both” y/n said quietly, she didn't want to set him off or have him hate her again. Billy took a moment to plan his words, so that they came out in the best way for y/n. “I don't know where to start, i miss sid a lot, it was hard knowing i had broken up with her only for her to die that night..” y/n was shocked at the news of their break up, she thought they were happy. “Physically i'm fine, i got let out on my second day in the hospital, your umm, the killer wasn't able to get me to bad” billy shrugged, with a weak smile, in hopes that would get y/n to believe everything he said.

y/n was absolutely heart broken. Billy pulled up to the old house slowly, “you don't have to come in if you don't want to, me and stu can get all your stuff” Billy put his hand on y/n’s thigh, trying to comfort her. She shook her head, determined to say goodbye to the house, and to grab some of the things her dad kept hidden. “No, it's fine billy i want to go in” billy nodded reluctantly, “ok but if it gets to be to much for you then you come back to the car, or you sit on the porch, just look out for yourself” y/n nodded but billy wasn't convinced, “hey, just- promise you will leave if it becomes to much” y/n couldn't help the smile that started to form, billy seemed to care for her, and it made her happy in a way she couldn't explain. “I promise” Billy nodded, getting out of the car, moving to the trunk to get the boxes. “You ok?” y/n turned to the back where Stu sat patiently waiting for his turn to check in on his best friend. “Yes stu, i might need to hold your hand though” while y/n said it like it was a joke, it wasn't and stu knew that, so he nodded his head with a goofy smile to show he was comfortable with it.

Billy had been checking in on y/n the whole time. He could tell she was having a hard time, seeing her glossy eyes and hearing a sniff every now and then. “y/n, you ok.. Do you want to switch? I can help stu with the bed” billy asked as he shoved another piece of y/ns clothing in the box in front of him. Billy got put on clothes duty, which he was not complaining about since he did undies first, while y/n was taking apart her bed with stu. “Yeah, it's just weird knowing that this is the last time i will be in this house” y/n sighed, stu reached over to rub her back from where he sat. Billy felt bad for making her feel this way, but he felt no regret in killing Sid, or anyone for that matter. “Do you need a break, me or stu could sit out there with you” y/n just shook her head going back to unscrewing the bedpost from the frame.

Finally done, y/n looked back at her door for the last time. “Bye guys” she sniffed, she missed her family, she missed the good days. It was weird that she would never go back in, at least she didn't plan to. It felt like she was just going to stu’s for a movie night and would be coming home in the morning to her dad scolding her for spending the night again, on a school night. “You ready” she jumped, not expecting someone to be beside her. “Yeah, just saying goodbye” she wiped her face of tears, billy nodded with a sad smile. Billy wrapped his arm around her, gently turning her towards the path. “You're being so nice to me why” y/n couldn't stop herself from asking. “What?” y/n sighed at Billy's confused tone. “Your being nice, a-and caring, but i was sure you fucking hated me” y/n knew she should have waited for this conversation, stu was waiting in the car and they stood right outside of her child hood home, but she needed to know if this was a trick, or if he actually cared.  “I never hated you?” y/n frowned, how could he say that when he was such a dick, “really? Cause it really felt like you did” she looked down to her shoes, suddenly becoming way more interesting then normal. “What's taking you guys so long” stu called from the car, clearly bored. Billy rolled his eyes, dragging me with him towards that car. “Lets save this conversation for when we get settled in at home” billy whispered in her ear, y/n nodded in agreement.

“Billy?” y/n knocked on his new bedroom door. Billy had been planning what to say to her, he knew this conversation was coming and he was not excited. “How do you tell a girl you love her, after you dated her now dead sister” billy whispered to himself. “One sec” he called out. Standing up from his bed, he realized just how nervous he is. He quickly threw on a white shirt before making long strides over to his door. “Yes?” he asked as he opened the door. “Can we have that conversation now?” y/n continued talking after that, and billy wanted to listen he really did, but her soft frown and glossy eyes distracted him. Billy must really be fucked in the head to think she looked hot like that. “Hey come in, stu’s nosy” y/n chuckled but nodded in agreement before stepping into the room. Billy watched as y/n observed the room. “You really like this band huh” she asked pointing to one of his many nirvana posters, “yeah” y/n smiled “i'll keep that in mind”  he smiled ignoring the flutter in his stomach. “So.. you left off saying you never hated me?” Billy sighed nodding. “I really never did” he sat on his desk chair rubbing his face as he thought about what to say. “Then why were you such a dick to me” she walked over standing right infront of him. “I don't know” she laughed sarcastically, “Billy you made me feel like shit, the least you could do is tell me why” she glared. Billy really did not want this to turn into a fight, “Billy why!” he looked up to tears falling down her face. Billy stood up brushing the tears from y/n's face. “Billy.. Answer me please” billy knew he was going to regret this.. He sighed, smashing his lips onto hers. y/n wasn't kissing back, he didn't know if she was shocked or didn't feel the same way, but she wasn't returning the kiss and that scared the shit outta him. Billy frowned as he pulled away looking into her beautiful glassy wide eyes. “I-shit” billy bright his hands up from her face and into his hair, coming through it. “Billy do- do you have feelings for me?”

y/n was ecstatic, billy just kissed her “yeah… i do” she smiled wide, now he was admitting he had feelings for her, how was she supposed to feel. y/n leaned up pressing their lips together in a quick kiss. Billy looked shocked, but y/n couldn't really blame him, she was too shocked to kiss back the first time, and she saw what that did to him, he looked like a kicked puppy. “I have liked you for so long, you don't even want to know.. But you were dating my sister and i thought you hated me, so i pretended the feelings weren't there, i think stu knew though” y/n and billy’s smiles turned to lookes of annoyance when they heard stu yell “i did” from right outside the door. Billy rolled his eyes, smiling at y/n, a smile she now realized only she got to see. He then leaned down, connecting their lips in a soft kiss. Maybe living with billy wont be so bad.

[hanniebanggi]

a cat date with jun

》 death, murder, animal cruelty, yandere(?)

》 idk what came to me. but this jun nylon china 2023 photoshoot gives american horror story vibes so i wrote this.

》 not proofread.

you've been in a relatioship with junhui for 5 months, and you can say that you know him pretty well.

his colleagues call him weird and strange but that's just him. your junhui. he made you fall in love with him with his weirdness.

he likes cats, he orders alot of cat related items, phone case, plushies, clothes and mugs with cat designs in it.

he like watching horror movies, well, its not like you're a scaredy cat but the things he watches are different. most of them look real.

but despite all those weirdness, he is very sweet and loving to you. he knows everything about you even though you two have only been together for 5 months.

these days, junhui seems, you dont know. weirder? out of it?

he hasn't been paying attention to you these days but you understand that, he's a dentist, so patients' well being comes first.

so, when he asked you to have a date at home with him, you immediately said yes.

"i'm sorry, i wasn't able to pay much attention to you. things just keep on happening these days..." junhui said as he puts a plate full of thin sliced meat down as he prepares the electric grill.

"its okay, jun. i understand, and you message me, you update me. that's enough for me. by the way, where's moon?"

junhui sighed

"also, that. my cat, moon died. so, i was out of it. i didn't know what happened, when i came back he was outside the house and his neck was mangled, looks like he was eaten by some animal."

"baby.. come here." you said as you hugged him. you removed his glasses so you could hug him properly as you two just stayed like that for a minute.

moon is junhui's third cat. and its dead. just like his past pets.

he had a ginger cat back then at the start of your relatioship but it drowned, he said, when you two were out of town.

then a white munchkin cat that he adopted, but it died, you found it outside his lawn, stomach was open and the guts were out.

and now, this.

"it must've been hard for you. im sorry, baby."

"thank you." he said as he pulled away from your hug and kissed your forehead as he went back on his seat to start grilling.

"we're about to eat. im sorry, i bought it up." he said, and you assured him that its fine.

after he cooked almost every portion of the meat you two started eating.

"hm! this is good, junnie." you said as you savor all the flavors.

"i was hoping you'd like it. i worked hard for it." junhui said as he looked at you with a gentle smile on his face.

"i never tasted anything like this, its chewy but also melts in your mouth? i don't know how to describe it."

"but its delicious, isn't it?" he said as he puts his chopsticks down and crossed his legs as he watch you eat.

"uh huh. what's this? and the marbling is good too. is this pork? beef? wait, lamb?"

"it's cat meat."

junhui said as he smiled before pushing his glasses back properly to bridge of his nose.

"w-what? don't joke like that!"

his smile faded as he leaned in.

"i worked hard for it, baby. why would i joke about things i worked hard for?"

junhui's gaze changed.

you laughed at him as you looked at him carefully.

"o-oh! i still have an appointment with my dermatologist. i have to g-go." you said as you stood up from your seat.

"no, i think you should seat down."

"didn't you want to have a bonding time with me? a date? i worked hard for this, baby. i worked hard for months to keep moon plump and healthy. and you like it, right?"

"so, sit down and eat. we have more activities to do for our little date."

he smiled and kissed your cheeks. he pulled your seat as he guide you to sit down again.

you held your breath as you sit down, your face getting pale and your hands shaky.

"atta girl."

[starryredpandawrites]

Im craving angst…

What would happen if gent found Bendy and Audrey exists? (In the real world)

Ask and you shall receive. You and @gothic-mothic-topic would get along, lol

It would be real bad. Tempted to leave it at that as a joke but I'm not mean 😉

Let's say Gent goes after them while Audrey is at work. They would probably go after Audrey first with the hope they could use her to get the Ink Demon to behave.

However, I think Audrey would be prepared for this. She’s been paranoid about Gent finding out about them ever since she had her little crisis in the Gent building about whether she’s their property or not. So somehow she would finagle her way out of Gent’s clutches with use of her ink powers (I headcanon she keeps her ink powers when she leaves the ink world. Don’t ask me how banishing fits into things, I haven’t figured that out yet. Either it does nothing or melts real people, idk) and possibly the powers of violence. If she had to get violent cue mental crisis of hurting real people. It's a lot easier to beat someone to death if they look like goopy ink people.

Anyway, she would call home with a code to give Bendy a sign that they gotta dip or she’d have something similar set up to signal to him that something is wrong.

They would meet up and bail. Cue possibility of crazy car chase with the Ink Demon jumping out of the car to go flip their pursuers cars then running back to Audrey’s car while Audrey’s screaming bloody murder the whole time.

Since I just wrote a Bendy Bites about Bendy hunting in the wilderness, i'm gonna say that once they get outside the city they ditch the car and just start living off the land. Luckily for them, they don't really need to eat/sleep. It's good for their mental health but not an absolute necessity.

Bendy is fine with this. Audrey is not.

Audrey would be devastated. She just lost her dream job and her entire life. At least when she was stuck in the machine, there was hope she would go home and everything would go back to normal. That's impossible now. She's really gonna miss interacting with people, her job, and worst of all she's gonna get hit with a lot of guilt for abandoning everyone in the cycle. If Gent found the two of them, there's no way they haven't found the Ink Machine yet either. If she managed to bring the Illusion of Living with her, that would alleviate some of the guilt but if she didn’t she would feel real, real bad about leaving everyone behind.

Bendy sees this and hates that there's nothing he can do to help Audrey. The harsh reality is that if it wasn't for him, Audrey very likely could have kept living her life in blissful ignorance. But no, she chose to house him and now they both have to face the consequences.

So, now they have a choice. Go back and see if they can steal the machine or stay in hiding and pray that Gent doesn't fuck with them too much.

I think they would go back for them. :)

[fanganfessions]

Fine I guess I'll do it. Chapter 0 and 1 of my totally real fangan

TW: KYS jokes, stupid jokes and absolute chaos

Danganronpa: Stinky Idiots

Cast:

Leanna - Ultimate Total Roblox Drama Contestant

Emily Smith - Ultimate Dumb Blonde

Kanade Otonokoji - Ultimate Guitarist

OJ - Ultimate Breakfast Beverage

Art the Clown - Ultimate Silly Clown

Salt and Vinegar Pringles - Ultimate Chips

Covid 19 - Ultimate Contagious Disease

Mr. Beast - Ultimate Controversy

Barbara - Ultimate Grandma

🥵 - Ultimate Horny Emoji

Ace Corbyn - Ultimate Chess Player

Monokuma - Ultimate Mascot

Ibuprofen - Ultimate Nonsteroidal Anti-inflammatory Painkilling Drug

Kokichi Oma - Ultimate Supreme Leader

Monika - Ultimate Literature Club Member

Mukuro Ikusaba - Ultimate 16th Student

Chapter 0

Leanna wakes up iconically

Leanna: Ughuguuguhufguguhgufdgsusdgidjdadsgdusahudhuag… Where the hell am I?

Emily: Omg hi. Who are you, what is your name?

Leanna: Leanna pookie. What about you?

Emily: Oooh, I'm Emily. Nice to meet you, Lebanon!

Leanna: It's Leanna.

Emily: Gotcha! Do you know where we are? I looked around a little, and this place doesn’t look like my room!

Ace: Of course it doesn’t. You would be lucky to live in a place like this.

Emily: …

Leanna: …

Ace: …

Leanna: Who the fuck are you?

Ace: Ace. And don’t give me that attitude.

Emily: Ass? That is a pretty rude name! Who would name their child that!

Ace: … You are so dumb, you make me wanna kill myself.

Leanna: Maybe you should. Asshole.

Kanadead and Kokishit show up

Kanade: Oh! There are people here..

Kokichi: Ooooooooh. This totally doesn’t look familiar at all!

Leanna: Who are you people?

Kanade: Im Kanade Otonokoji.. The uhh Ultimate Guitarist. I am super innocent! And I am uwu kawai desu!

Ace: Kill yourself.

Kokichi: Death threats already! I love death, people dying and being tortured and stuff. Blood blood, gore gore, I love it! I'm not lying, haha!

Leanna: Girl what- Anyways don’t listen to him, he is an asshole.

Emily: Yeah! Especially since his name is Ass, so it makes sense!

Kanade: That name is not very kind and kawai..

Kokichi: Hey guys, I'm the one that brought you guys here! JK I lied, hahaha, that makes me a compelling character right?

Ace: No.

Eventually more people, and.. things, show up.

OJ: Hi, I'm OJ, orange juice if you guys couldn’t tell. And I am a breakfast beverage, though you could still drink me any other time, and I-

Ace: Shut up.

OJ: Ok-

Art: :D

Covid 19: OOOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOOHO, I can infect you all! And no, I'm not lying like that grape thing!

Ibuprofen: Use me to cure your pain, headaches, general aches, depression, and-

🥵: IM HORNYYYYY~~~~~

Leanna: What the hell is even going on here-

Mukuro: I am Mukuro Ikusaba, the 16th student, lying hidden somewhere in this school, the one they call the Ultimate Despair, watch out for me.

Monokuma: Puhuhuhuhuhuhu, I’m here too! But I'm not the mastermind, so whaaaaaaaat is going oooononononononno~

Monika: Hello there! Welcome to my literature clu- Wait, where the hell am I?!?!?!!?

Mr. Beast: What’s up guys, welcome to my new video! Today I put random characters into a killing game! The winner gets…. to live!

Pringles: I exist.

End of Chapter 0

Chapter 1

Leanna: Ok guys, I think it’s time to address the elephant in the room. And no, I don't mean Ace.

Ace: You of all people should not be talking about elephants when you are built like a Titanic.

Leanna: I swear to god I am gonna kill this bitch- Anyways-

Ibuprofen: Killing is not good, but what is good is being healthy. Buy Nurofen Ibuprofen tablets on Amazon for only 4.25 pounds-

Emily: Wait a second guys, I think we are in a murdering activity or something. We have to work together to overcome this dispatch!

Mukuro: Don’t you mean despair?

Monokuma: Puhuhuhuhuhu, I wonder who will die first~

Monika: No one is gonna die!

🥵: Aughhhh~

Kanade: Stop being horny! That is not kawai desu..

Kokichi: Waitttt, aren’t we missing someone? There are only 15 of us here.

Mr. Beast: Oh yeah, there is a grandma currently sleeping in her room. Her name is Barbara! She will probably not win this game, it will be one of my bros!

Covid 19: Muahahahahaha, she is all alone! She will die! HAHAAHJSHIAUGuigdwbsiauhbdhksbdauwbhsjah

Emily: That is so real of you!

Lights turn off randomly.

Leanna: What is going on pookies? Is someone slaying?

Art: 🥰

Lights turn back on, and only few people are in the area.

Kanade: Omg, where is everyone uwu

Leanna: I don’t know. There is me, you, this clown guy, and Monika.

Emily: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHDIUCDANJNSIDBJASBDLI

Art: 😮

Monika: That was Emily…

Leanna: Her voice came from.. Barbara’s room!

Monika: Do you think someone is hanging out there?

Kanade: …

Leanna: I swear if we go there and find someone hanging..

They headed to Barbara’s room, and there they found…

MONOKUMA DEAD ON THE FLOOR WITH A GUNSHOT IN THE HEAD.

Oh and Barbara was still sleeping lol

Emily: NOOINoOSNDonwoibdoanoibn!!!!

Leanna: Oh shit. Someone slayed.

Kokichi: Omg who did that lol

Ace: I know who did it because I am smart, rude and cool. But I won’t tell because I am bored.

Art: 😜

🥵: Aughh~ Im so horny~

OJ: How can you be horny when someone literally fucking died.

Mukuro: I mean, there is no real loss here, it's just a stupid robot bear.

Emily: OMG THAT’S ANIMAL CRUELTY!!!!! Save the planet you guys!!!!

Ibuprofen: Uhh, anyways, does anyone need drugs?

Covid 19: NO EW! WHY DIDN’T THIS THING DIE!?

Kanade: I know who it is. So the chapter 1 deaths usually set the tone for the killing game, meaning the creator wanted to kill off characters that you wouldn’t really expect to die. Or the character’s they just don’t like. Meaning the main suspects are Emily, Kokichi, Ace or Leanna. But it could also be Barbara since the murder did happen in her room, so yeah.

Mukuro: That makes sense I guess.

Barbara: Yawn, oh hello kids. What is going on?

Ace: Someone died in your room.

Barbara: Oh dear.. Well I saw who did it.

Monika: Weren’t you asleep?

Barbara: Oh I didn’t sleep all the time dear. Anyways.. The killer was that purple boy over there. He pulled out a gun from nowhere and shot the bear…

Kokichi: Whaaaaaa, that did not happen. Ok fine, I am the culprit. I did it. Maybe I did it… Maybe I didn’t… You will never know nehehe…

Mr. Beast: Everyone voted Kokichi Oma, and….. He is the culprit!!!!

Kokichi: Bro what? We are not even on the trial. And I didn’t even get to have a monologue about why lying is good, I didn’t get to redeem myself at the last second, and I didn’t get to lie or anything…

Leanna: You did not eat pookie.

Ace: I know you ate the entirety of the cafeteria.

Leanna: That’s it.

Leanna started to fight with Ace. While Kokichi was dragged to get executed.

Kokichi was put in a saw trap, and all he had to do was tell the truth about his pet goldfish. He decided to lie, and got electrocuted and died.

Pringles: I still exist.

Emily: I… This is terrible! I don’t like you guys anymore!

Y/N- I mean Emily flew down the hall, with tears running from her diamond blue orbs, not looking back again…

End of chapter 1

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[mamadarama]

I was going through some posts I missed and came across the “tatsumi is mature but still does 19 year old things” and I just wanna say I’ve never been able to put it into words when my friends ask but like. That’s exactly what I love about this game.

We’ve got scandals and drama and weird crypto currencies and convoluted backstories of implied murder or identity theft or military shit or relations to underground gang activity or so SO much more and yet the writers still succeed in reminding you that this is a game full of high schoolers.

Natume was one of the five oddballs and suffered through so much during the war where it affects him to this day, but he also refers to his tech savvy and love of the occult as magic and loves the junior he “adopted” to death. Despite Aira struggling against every odd to become a real idol he still buys merch and looks on the internet to look for content of the ones he likes. Rinne was destined to become the monarch of his homeland but ran away in an attempt to find happiness and acceptance and is an amazing strategist who uses it to take down corruption, but his sense of humor is entirely made up of sex jokes and romantic teasing like Aira being “hiiro’s little girlfriend”. The amount of characters that assign themselves the mom friend role just because. Trickstar. I don’t think I need to explain Trickstar-

Like this game has made me cry so many times and it has its ridiculous moments but it also has its genuine ones while also being the most teenage shit I’ve seen in my life and I feel like so few media can balance those and still have a decent story like that. Sorry for the long ass post I just have so many feelings about this kind of stuff 😭

YEAH this is exactly what i was talking about in a previous ask when i said i have nothing meaningful to add to the enstars cast that isnt a headcanon . its all very well thought out and the interpersonal relationships are nuanced enough to feel realistic but outlandish enough to be interesting .

worldbuilding and character design is one of my special interests and i say this any chance i can get: the most important part of building a character (and a story in general) is realizing the importance of comedic irony and comedy as a whole regardless of genre or tone. it makes characters feel more 3 dimensional and relatable because people arent stagnant and theres multiple facets to any individuals personality (this is also why some of the most popular animes of all time have filler episodes or funny bits that show the characters personalities, every event hits with 3x emotional impact the more you know about the characters as people but that's a different discussion) enstars does a really good job of this . like for example if wataru were to have had a realistic reaction to eichi starting the war it wouldnt be nearly as good of a story. the fact that eichis ridiculous ass backwards plan to get wataru to fall in love with him actually worked is a perfect example of comedy used to make a story more interesting. another thing similar to this is how sometimes its better to not detail something and let characters do things for a mundane reason or even no reason at all . for example subaru hating chiaki just because he annoys him, or shinobu being on the broadcasting team despite his character not being associated with technology otherwise and therefore having no real backstory on why he likes radio stuff. its all really well planned worldbuilding with an insane amount of subtle details , which is why enstars is one of my favorite stories to analyze . the only thing i could possibly want more out of it is hardcore tragedy but thats entirely a personal preference rather than a critique because im a slut for catharsis and i love sad endings , especially ones where characters die . (don't worry im in therapy)

[nockstormbringer]

BEN Drowned with S/O who is opposite personality to him. Headcanons

Brat || BEN Drowned

Synopsis -> How BEN would be with a significant other, who’s his opposite.

Warnings -> Dark Humour, mentions of death, mentions of ghosts, mentions of hitting, Jeff. Possibly more?? { Let me know if any are founded please 🙏 }

A/n -> I have school in an hour. I hate it.

Word count -> 858

↳ BEN to me is such a silly little guy. He’s a goof ball, he’s annoying. He gives off annoying little brother energy.

↳ So for him to have a Significant Other with an opposite personality, they’d would probably give off oldest sibling energy. Essentially, the responsible one.

↳ Definitely teases. Bro would come up behind his significant other, and either pick them up or jump on their back.

↳ BEN has severe ambivert energy. He LOVES hanging out with people, like Jeff and Sally.

↳ BUT, he also likes his privacy, so, bitches better give him that, or they’ll meet with a terrible fate.

{ Do you get it? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) }

↳ So, honestly, his significant other could go either way!

↳ Anyone else think he’d flirt with them, but they’re really bad pick up lines?

↳ “Hey baby, are you noose? Cause I wanna wear you around my neck.”

↳ Dark humour. Definitely his thing. Makes many, many suicidal jokes. You know the abortion version of “Road Work Ahead?”? Yeah, that’s him.

↳ You have so many damn nicknames, and it’s rare you’ll the same one twice in the same day. Jeff once joked he’d forgotten your name and instead called stupid shit to cover it up.

↳ BEN punched him in the gut.

↳ I just thought of this while cleaning my room, but If you take your phone with you to bathroom, he’s using that as a way to come into the bathroom and talk with you.

↳ BEN would sit on the floor next to you, maybe his face is resting on your thigh, or he���s got his arms wrapped around you, while you do whatever.

↳ Definitely a cuddles. So if his significant other isn’t the biggest fan of touch, he’d be a little sad he can’t touch you whenever.

↳ I can 100% image him just sitting, shaking with energy, and you come up and ask him for a hug, and he just practically explodes.

↳ He needs to put his energy somewhere so why not on you?

↳ BEN would adore you if you were shorter than him. Constantly hugging you from behind, leaning on you, comparing hand sizes, standing on tall thing to be even taller then you than laughing at you calling you short.

↳ But if you’re taller than him, he’s so fucking petty. 😭

↳ He constantly be jumping on you, glaring up at you, stand on things, then laugh at you and call you short.

↳ But no matter your height, he’d ask you about how the weather is doing.

↳ “How’s the weather down there?”

↳ “How’s the weather up there?”

↳ Don’t worry though, no matter your height, you can still shove him ☺️

↳ He’s so short either way, like think between 4’10 and 5’4. As much as BEN hates his height, he uses this to his advantage.

↳ “Hey! 🥺 I’m SO small and tiny, you shouldn’t pick on me. 👉👈I’m just so little, no girls like me, so if you’re gonna leave me, just go then.😔”

↳ He’d also be that cringy but funny guy on TikTok who makes those Omegaverse jokes in videos and comments.

↳ “Baby, I am your alpha! You are my Omega! You will submit to me. Because im the Daddy. 😈”

↳ I reckon he’d enjoy the game Sally Face, so while he’s doing a play through, he’d get you to do silly voices for the characters with him.

↳ BEN would love to do Larry’s voice, while you’d be Sal or Todd. He’s Ash cause he wants to be the hot character.

↳ He doesn’t really get angry, at least not with you. He’d just get sulky, and petty. So if you have a short temper, you’d both supple Dazai and Chuuya energy.

↳ Take a guess who is who :DD

↳ Might be a little inaccurate, cause I’m only up to episode 4 of the first season… 😓 Everything else I’ve seen is TikTok and fanfics 🤠

↳ Honestly, the way you to even met would be odd. So I reckon Sally would have been an influence. Whether you’re an innocent civilian or a murderer 👀

↳ Sally’s a ghost, right? And she hangs out with kids, right? Well, maybe you were babysitting a random kid or a younger sibling, and you had taken them to the park. By chance, Sally and insert child you’re looking after, become friends at park.

↳ It’s basically universally known Sally and BEN are the sibling figures if Creepypasta, so either BEN is there or he listens to Sally talk about you two constantly.

↳ Eventually, you two meet and blah blah blah, DATING. 😈

↳ At night, when it’s time to sleep, whether he does or doesn’t, he NEEDS to be touching you. He’ll whine otherwise.

↳ He would cry if you pushed his leg off of you. He’d wake you up and ask if you even love him anymore? 💔

↳ Just slap him upside the head and tell him to go to sleep. Bro would just sit there for five minutes and be hella confused.

↳ If you happen to be a guy, anytime you two would kiss, he would tell you that’s gay. Knowing him, he’d probably still do this if you’re a girl. 💀

↳ BENs so silly ☺️

↳ Oh my god, if your not giving him attention, he’d lick your face to get it. 💀

↳ Basically, BENs a brat, he’d love you either way, finds it fun to tease you! 🤠

thank you!! ♡