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xxcallmemaryxx · 11 months ago

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HIYA THERE!! im in absolute LOVE with everything u write like omg idk how many times ive reread everything here BAHSJBDGAS

ssssoooo if youre still doing ur lovely requests, may i ask for how a virgin AFAB reader's first time with the ghouls would be?

like the reader is hella scared of intimacy but is damn fucking horny and badly wants to take the next step with them? yeah hnggh

ITS UH FOR A FRiEND

Heheheehee this is gonna be soooooo self indulgent

Ghouls x GN reader

(Obviously talks of sex, but no smut and nothing going into detail)

Mountain knew before you even said anything to him. Ever the observer, he picked up on your change in behaviour almost immediately. He was aware of your lack of experience, so when you felt you were absolutely ready to share this moment with him, and from your own change in behaviour around him… Mountain put it together pretty quickly. Mountain spent days mentally planning how he was going to make the night perfect for you, so when the night came, and you were both sure it was happening… he spent every second focusing entirely on you. He is very observant and he pays very close attention to your body and the way you respond to him. Mountain will constantly ask you if you’re okay and if what he’s doing feels good. Of course for your first time he takes it easy, and focuses on getting you used to (not only him) but to lots of different sensations that come with having sex for the first time. All in all, it’s very very intimate with Mountain. He makes sure you can feel every ounce of love and affection has for you, he secretly has a lot of pride in the fact that you trusted him with such vulnerability. And he will cherish this very moment for the rest of eternity.

Aether almost can’t believe you’re trusting him to share this moment with you. When you tell him, he asks you about one million times if you’re sure, not because he doesn’t want too… but because he is so ecstatic about this he doesn’t believe he isn’t dreaming. Once it really sinks in that yes, you want to have sex for the first time with him he immediately sits down with you and has you throughly tell him what’s good and what’s not good for you. He goes nice and slow, his self control with you is unreal. Only focusing on you feeling good, to Aether his own pleasure is not important right now. This is about you and you having a good first time. He holds you so gently, and checks in with you constantly. And Aether looooves to tell you how good you feel and how good you’re doing and how proud he is of you. He will absolutely hold your hand the whole time to keep you nice and grounded with him, keeping you close to him and as comfortable as possible. To Aether, sex isn’t about the end goal. It’s about the act itself. The intimacy and the real and raw feelings that flow between the two of you. That is what he loves the most, and he is just so unbelievably grateful that he gets to share this with you.

Swiss takes a bit of a different approach, in the sense that he still wants you to have a good time but he doesn’t want you to focus too hard on it being as perfect as possible. He wants you to feel good, and he wants you to feel good with him. So he sticks to what he knows… which is being a little bit goofy with you. He 100% helps you get comfortable, and makes sure you have everything you need before you two start. Don’t get him wrong, he completely understands how important this is to you and that this is a big deal. It’s a big deal to him, Swiss is over the moon to share this with you and it’s something he too will never ever forget, but ultimately he’s going to keep the mood light, that way if something doesn’t feel too good at one point, or if you don’t finish (because that is completely natural, which he made a point of telling you just incase) he wants to ensure that you still had a fun first time despite the possibility of it not being as perfect as possible. The time for experimenting and having more serious or intimate sex is later, the time for just enjoying the moment and enjoying each other is now. So expect some hushed giggles between the two of you, expect him to be all smiles the whole time and expect him to just be really chill and happy. Happy to be with you. Happy to be experiencing this with you. And happy that he is able to make this moment as enjoyable and memorable as possible for you.

Dewdrop is all guns blazing ready to run at whatever the hell the world throws at him at every waking minute since he was summoned… so when you told him you wanted him to be the ghoul you lose your virginity too he could barely keep himself calm. He pretty much drags you back to his room with the biggest smile on his face. Let it be known he has zero malicious intent here, this behaviour is pure excitement to experience this with you. He’s got about a million questions to ask, everything ranging from what you think you’re into to what’s on or off the table tonight. Dewdrop is eager, partly to feel good with you and partly to be the reason why you feel good. He can’t stop kissing you, you two haven’t even made it to the bedroom yet and he just can’t stop himself. He’s a real talker, he likes to tell you every little detail about how good he feels all because of you and how amazing you feel and how well you’re doing. He picks up on the way your eyes light up and your shoulders untense when he tells you this. His claws are all over you, pulling you closer to him and touching you everywhere. He reminds himself to chill out a little, and there will be more opportunities to switch things up a bit later. His eagerness to please you shines through quite a few times and he speeds up a little without realising, but he catches himself. Despite all this, he still keeps a close eye on you. Making sure you’re still present with him and enjoying yourself as much as he is, if the sounds he’s happily pulling from you have anything to do with it.

Rain was not at all prepared, he was happy to be with you and exist with you and love you without the sex for as long as you wanted. Even if that meant forever. He never wanted you to feel pressured at all, so if it never happened between you two he was okay with that. But imagine his surprise when you very confidently brought it up to him, and told him you wanted him. Him!! He almost didn’t believe you, and he absolutely had to double check you were sure you wanted him right? So when the time came and you were both in bed together he was nervous. What if he does something wrong? What if he does something you don’t like? What if you don’t enjoy yourself? He cuddled up with you for a bit to settle himself down and then he was able to snap himself out of it and realise even if it didn’t all too smoothly you two could always try again another time. He checks in on you a lot, double and triple checking that you felt good and that what he was doing was okay. He presses constant little kisses all over your face and neck, trying to keep himself as grounded as possible because damn you just feel phenomenal. He tells you too… but he figures you already knew that from the sounds he’s not able to keep to himself. He coaxes the most beautiful sounds from you as well, and he can’t help but get a little bit lost in you. You both soak each other in and really just take the time to make love to each other for as long as you both want. There’s no end goal here, just loving each other.

Phantom could probably be considered a little bit less experienced too. Since being summoned not too long ago there’s a lot he’s still getting used to and things he’s yet to properly experience. Sex was one of them. Well… sex on the surface… and with a human. You two bonded over this, it came as a kind of comfort knowing there was someone else who just understood. Which ultimately turned into being the very person you both wanted to change that with. Phantom had a pretty good idea of what to do, you were the one that was going in with nothing to go off. The only thing with Phantom was… he wasn’t prepared for how good you were going to feel. It really threw him, and so as a result his mind went completely blank and all he knew was you. Just you. The way you looked underneath him, the way you felt around him, the way your hands held onto him and don’t even get him started on the way you sounded. And then just like that he was zoned in. Chasing pleasure he couldn’t believe he’d gone so long without. He held you close and buried himself within your being. Trying to just scoop up as much of you as he possibly could hold. He gets a little bit possessive over you, because he now has the knowledge that he was the one who introduced this pleasure to you, and helped you experience this for the first time. And he would rather march himself back down to hell then ever let anybody take this very special moment away from the both of you.

(Also hey requests are open but shhhh you didn’t hear it from me)

#the band ghost #the band ghost x reader #ghost band #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #nameless ghouls x reader #mountain ghoul #mountain ghoul x reader #aether ghoul #aether ghoul x reader #swiss ghoul #swiss ghoul x reader #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop ghoul x reader #rain ghoul #rain ghoul x reader #phantom ghoul #phantom ghoul x reader #mary’s headcannons

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astraystayyh · 2 years ago

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Hi again, that angst anon from before hehe. No smut is totally fine! I wanted to request a piece where the reader has to kinda break-up w their skz s/o (or even vice versa) and they try to give their s/o a memorable kind of last day together? Ofc the said s/o doesn't know it yet?

Idk where this came from 😭 like totally not channeling my own breakup lmao. also, pls ignore if you don't feel like writing it! No pressure love <3

Beginning of the end

Pairing: Bang Chan x reader

Genre: ANGST

Summary: You are breaking up with Chan, he just doesn't know it yet.

Author's note: I hope you are doing well lovely anon <3 Hopefully, this is what you wanted I'd love to hear your feedback!! Since you said that reader has to break up with their s/o, I made it related to work reasons, but you can imagine anything else, I didn't really dive into details.

Please leave your thoughts in the comments or reblogs,, I read every single one of them!!! Also, listen to "The night we met" if you can while reading, I think it really fits the vibe <33

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Loving Chan was the easiest thing you've ever done in your life. In the nine months you've been together, you quickly got accustomed to him. To his presence, to his words, to his smiles, to his touches. Sometimes, you couldn't remember what life was like before him.

You liked to imagine that you'd be together for the rest of your lives, that you'd spend every waking moment with him. It has never crossed your mind that there was a possibility he'd leave, or that worse, you'd end up leaving him.

But here you were, sitting on the edge of your empty bed, your phone tightly clutched in your hand. You've just received the job offer of a lifetime, an opportunity you've been fighting, working, and dreaming of since you graduated. The only problem is that it was on the other side of the world. You'd have to leave behind the comfort of your current life, and home- Chan.

You allowed yourself a couple of seconds of bliss, where you imagined you'd get both the job and Chan. But as much as you didn't want to, you had to face the cruel reality. Your relationship wouldn't survive if you left.

You barely saw him as it is and it would be too hard to maintain a healthy long-distance relationship. It would require too much effort, something you both can't put on because of your jobs. Loving each other would become tiring, the love would turn to resentment, then hate. You couldn't allow that.

And you were in love with Chan, you adored him with every fiber of your soul. But you knew that if you stayed the 'what ifs' would haunt you. How far would you have made it? Would you have been happier had you left? You'd lash out at him and it wasn't fair, not to him, not to you.

The sound of the door opening snaps you out of your haze- it was Chan coming back from his studio. You quickly stand up, wiping away the tears that have managed to escape from your eyes. You plaster a fake smile on your face, heading out of the bedroom to meet him.

"Hi darling," Chan greets you as soon as he sees you, opening his arms wide for you to hug him. You skip towards him and sink into his touch -as if he was the sun and you've been in the cold for too long.

You've always found Chan's hugs healing, there was something about the way he wrapped his arms around you that made you feel so safe, so comforted; as if your bodies were made solely to get lost in each other. But tonight, his hug had the opposing effect, tonight it felt like the calm before the storm. The beginning of the end.

Sometime later, Chan joins you in bed after eating his dinner. He brings your body to his and you snuggle closer to him. "Honey?" he calls out in a soft voice and you hum in reply. "Are you okay? You've been quiet tonight," he asks you as his hand slowly skims up and down your arm.

You thought he didn't notice but of course he did, he has always been very attentive to you.

"Just tired," you whisper, placing a soft kiss on his bare chest.

"There is something more," he points out, leaning away to look at you properly. Your eyes well up with tears under his watchful gaze. You loved his eyes so much. "Hey, hey, don't cry baby," he shushes, his thumb gently wiping away your tears. "You'll talk to me about it when you are ready, yeah?" he coos at you, using the gentle tone he only reserved for times like these.

"Alright," you whisper back, pulling him closer to your body once again.

"You don't need to hide from me, yn. I know you like the back of my hand."

You've always found the expression "knowing someone like the back of your hand" funny. It entailed that human beings remain unchanged over the years, just like the lines stretching on our palms do.

You felt that humans were more like seasons. We know that there is an autumn, followed by a winter, a spring and finally a summer. But seasons surprise us each time they visit, and sometimes you can no longer recognize the one you are in; just like you no longer recognize yourself at some points in your life.

And tonight, Chan saw you as an eternal summer, warm and loving. But you were an ending autumn, slipping between his fingers and morphing into a cold and lonely winter. He just didn't know it yet.

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You haven't slept for the past three days.

You stayed awake each night watching Chan; engraving each one of his features into your memory. He looked so peaceful sleeping in your arms, mumbling your name every now and then. He trusted you with his heart, you realized, and you were about to break it in half.

They always talk about leaving someone that had hurt you, the cruel words spitted out, the pretty vases shattered, the angry tears spilled. Chaotic breakups, a perfect end for a horrible relationship. But what about breaking up with someone you still love? How do you let go of someone who has been nothing but kind to you?

You knew that no matter how much you didn't want to, your final conversation with Chan would be a painful one. But you didn't want him to remember you that way, you wanted to leave him with a fond memory, a token of the love you both held for each other.

So, when there are only two days left until you have to give your final reply, you decide to spend one last memorable day with him.

It starts off with the breakfast you cooked for him. You brought it to him to bed and he gave you such a dazzling smile, you almost dropped the plate you were holding. You then drove to that one arcade he's been raving about, and he seemed so carefree there, you felt bile rise in your throat at the thought of what was to come.

Throughout the day, you tried your best to forget. As you ordered his favorite food, played his favorite music, fixed his jacket, fed him ice cream, and held his hand. You tried to forget that it was the last time you'd get to do it, the last time you'd get to love him.

Your final destination was the beach, Chan's favorite place before he met you. You never thought that one day, there would be an 'after you'.

You were now sitting on the sand, your back leaning on Chan's chest while you watched the sun cast down. "You know, I want to spend the rest of my sunsets with you", he whispers in your ear, placing a soft kiss on your shoulder blade. You remain silent, you couldn't tell him that this sunset was your last.

"I love you", you finally reply and he hugs you tighter to him, "I love you too."

"No, Chan. Listen, I love you. I love you so much. Whatever the future brings, don't forget it, please", you turn around, holding his hands tightly in your sweaty ones. Chan's eyebrows furrow when he looks at you, you've never been this desperate for a promise. "Promise me. Promise me you won't forget it. You won't forget that I love you", you beg, your breathing labored now.

He grabs your face between his hands, anchoring you back to him. "What is going on yn? What's wrong?" he asks.

"Just promise me, please. Just this one thing."

"I promise yn, I promise baby. Just calm down, I'm here", he reassures, burying your head in the crook of his neck. Your silent tears dampen his t-shirt and he can feel his worry deepen. He suddenly had a very bad feeling.

"Baby, talk to me, please. You've been distant these past few days, and now out of the blue we go out and so happen to do all of my favorite things... What's going on? You're scaring me."

This is it then, the point of no return.

"I... I got a job offer. The one I've been dreaming about", you start off, there was no use in hiding it any further.

"That's amazing baby, I'm so proud of you! We have to celebrate and tell-", he excitedly rambles and you cut him off, "No. No... Listen to me. It's... it's on the other side of the world."

"Oh...", his joy fizzles out as realization dawns on him; the pieces of the puzzle suddenly falling into place.

He can see it too now, the countdown, the beginning of the end.

"Is this why you've brought me here today? Spending all this time with me only to...", he scoffs incredulously, "only to leave me afterward?"

"I didn't know how to tell you and I- I wanted us to have a final memory together", you explain, your hands reaching out toward him. He steps back as if your touch had burned him.

"Did it ever occur to you that if you left me after this it would hurt me even more?!", he shouts, standing up and pacing furiously in front of you. "You just gave me a taste of what the rest of our lives could have been like and now you're leaving?!"

"I didn't mean to hurt you, Chan, I- I'm so sorry. You have to believe me, please. It wasn't my intention!" you cry out. You never wanted it to end like this.

Chan takes a deep breath, running his hand through his hair angrily. He doesn't look at you as he mutters a cold "let's go home."

The car ride back is tense, you don't know what to say, not when he's this angry, not when he's driving. When you arrive, he stares off into the distance, his jaw clenching every two seconds. "Go without me. I need time to myself," he tells you.

You oblige, understanding where he's coming from. As soon as you close the door of the car he drives off, leaving you standing all alone on the sidewalk.

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You are curled around yourself in a ball, the pillow beneath you is wet from your unstopping stream of tears. It's been a few hours since Chan has left; few hours less in the time you have left together.

The front door opens and you shut your eyes closed. You remain as still as possible when Chan enters your bedroom and lays right next to you. "I know you're awake yn", he whispers and you open your eyes, turning around to look at him in the dim light.

"Did you eat? I left you dinner in the kitchen", you say in a quiet voice and he nods faintly. "I saw. Thank you."

The mere centimeters between your bodies stretch farther and farther, turning into a vast ocean you can't seemingly cross. Chan can clearly feel it now- he's lost a war he never wanted to partake in.

"I will miss your dinners and the notes you wrote with them. I've kept all of them in a-", his voice cracks, "in a box under the bed."

"I know", you whisper, voice hoarse. "I saw it one day when I was cleaning. You even kept the flower I gave you on our first date," you choke out and he smiles sadly.

"I wanted to show them to our kids one day."

His words linger in the air, suffocating you. You can no longer hold it within- the sobs begging to come out, "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry", you cry and he pulls you to him instantly.

"I know", he pats your head down and you cry harder.

"I never- I never wanted to hurt you. I swear, I swear."

"I know. I know, honey."

"And I love you, and I'm sorry- I'm sorry that it's not enough to make me stay."

"It's okay, I'm not mad at you, don't apologize."

You pull away, leaning in forward to kiss him goodbye. Your salty tears mingle with his, and you pour it all out in this kiss- your love, your pain, your remorse. You can feel his desperation as his lips meet yours for the last time, a part of him wanting to scream at you that you could have this for the rest of your life. That you could still make it work. But he doesn't. Instead, he settles on meeting your lips in a heart wrenching kiss, trying his hardest to make it last; as if he could live off the feeling you give him alone.

When you finally pull away, you gently wipe his tears away with the sleeve of your hoodie and he does the same. "Let's just act as if nothing's happening. Sleep as usual, yeah?" he says as he nuzzles his nose with yours softly.

"Will you be here when I wake up?"

"I will". He won't. "Good night darling, I love you."

"Good night, Channie. I love you more."

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The sun streaming through your curtains wakes you up. You pat the spot beside you only to find it cold and empty, save for a letter carefully placed on the bed. You quickly open it, hot tears already blurring your vision.

"My love,

You wanted to give me a memory to remember you by, and you did. It wasn't our time at the beach, I'm afraid. It was you fast asleep in my arms last night. Those are the moments I fell in love with you in, quiet peaceful times where I could simply exist and admire you. I used to hate the fact that I couldn't sleep but I no longer minded it with you, it meant I could stare at you as much as I wanted. I suppose I'd have to find something else to do now.

My love, those past months with you have been the happiest of my life. And I see you everywhere now, I see you in the stars and sunsets, I see you in pretty gardens and in all the places we went to together. Loving you has been healing, loving you has been soft, loving you has been peaceful. And I wouldn't lie to you; I was ready to beg you to stay. It scared me to think of a world where I wouldn't be with you anymore.

But I realized I couldn't ask that of you, it was that passion you held within you that made me admire you in the first place. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you dimmed your fire just for me. So, wherever you go, I hope you shine brightly, my beautiful star. I hope you are fulfilled and I hope that waking up every day feels like a gift to you.

I suppose that no matter how much I wanted to, we weren't meant to be in this lifetime. But I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat. I'd go through the pain of losing you if it meant I'd get to love you at some point in my life.

You've told me yesterday that you loved me, but it wasn't enough for you to stay. So don't worry, my yn, I love you and it's enough for me to let you go.

Yours, Chan.

P.S: I took the box with me and in a way, our memories with it. But our love will remain despite everything. I hope you'll always feel it too".

You hug the letter tightly to your chest, painful sobs racking through your body.

That was the last time you ever heard from Chan.

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Part 2.

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saltpepperbeard · 10 months ago

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Are you still feeling hopeful? I’m trying really hard not to feel demoralized these last few days…

Hi, darling anon! I totally understand where you’re coming from. We’ve been at it for weeks (almost THREE) and things have seemingly slowed down, there’s drama both in-fandom and out, and there’s just sort of an ever-creeping feeling of disheartenment. And on top of everything, it’s JANUARY (DEROGATORY).

But you know what? Despite all of that, despite it all, I am still clinging onto hope. Call me stubborn or whatever else lol, but yes, I’m still hopeful. I think I will be until I see Djenks wave some sort of white flag, or until a lot of time passes with no forward momentum. And even with the latter, I’ll probably still have the stubborn wish to get something like a movie or whatever else in the future.

Now, I’m clinging onto hope for a few reasons. One, and this is the most important one, we really don’t know what’s happening behind the scenes right now. I think that mentality can also swing into negative territory, but I’m using it to propel me into hopeful territory. We don’t know what all is being discussed, we don’t know if anyone’s interested, and we don’t know who all is fighting and how hard.

Again, could be twisted into a “nothing is happening” type view, but when I look at David? At Taika? And how much the show means to them? How passionately they’ve spoken out about it? And how gracious David and the rest of the cast/crew has been? Idk about you, but I’d like to think they’re trying to push for a continuation as hard as they can. *Stede voice* I don’t think…any of us have let go, actually.

Not to mention that the cast and crew have not stopped posting/interacting with renewal campaign efforts. David hasn’t told us anything that would allude to failed deals, and Ruibo still posts #SaveOFMD type things. It just feels like they’re still riding alongside of us.

Secondly, and sort of along those lines, I’m holding on to the knowledge that every renewal is different. There have been some giant campaigns with zero results, but there have also been smaller campaigns with success. There have been campaigns that have only landed a few more episodes, whereas there have been others that landed more seasons, a movie, etc etc.

Each case is unique, and really has to do with what’s going on behind the scenes. Why the show was cancelled in the first place, if the platform is willing to shop it out, if other platforms find it desirable/profitable, etc etc.

And I think along those lines also, there comes a mentality that makes people even more disheartened and sad. I think there’s this thought that if we’ve slowed down, if we’re not pushing enough, we won’t get renewed. And I don’t really think that’s the case; I don’t think renewal rests squarely on our shoulders like that. Because, again, I think a lot of it really has to do with money, and with negotiations between studios. I think we’re very good for visibility and noise, and subsequently, I think any sort of effort is great effort! I think any work that has been conducted is good work.

It’s also important to think about how we’re sort of in a transition stage of the campaign right now, too. Things are significantly different than they were just a week ago. There are campaign leadership changes going on, the focus is different, and new plans of attack are being ironed out.

So, we all just need to give ourselves some grace. We’ve done so much, and things have moved so fast, and the cast and crew have felt so loved. We’ve made it into publications, made it onto physical ads, and gotten the attention of outside entities (shoutout to Astroglide WJDJW). We’ve also all come together, which is VERY wonderful considering how divided things felt towards the end of October. We’re doing wonderful all things considered, and so for that reason among a few others, I’m still hopeful.

Also, there’s this post by @pehmokoira that goes into even MORE detail of why we shouldn’t throw in the towel/lose hope.

SO. TLDR, there is a lot weighing down on “the atmosphere of this ship,” but I still encourage you to keep those fingers crossed. Help maintain the momentum however works best for you. Take a break, take a step back, and take care. But keep that stubborn little fire burning if you can 💜🏴‍☠️

#Answered #Anons #OFMD #SaveOFMD #Renew as a crew #Adopt our crew

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archive245 · 15 days ago

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Legacy of gods head cannons: Kiss the Villain

Gareth

- Gareth and Killian used to be really close before the whole mouse incident (FUCK ASHER)

- Like Gareth would let Kill sleep with him at night if he had a nightmere or would just fall asleep while playing lego or gaming together

- Like Gareth used to be Killians role model with how he always took care of him

- Like all older siblings he felt the need to care for his younger brother, that forced him to mature pretty quickly compared to others

- He kept trying to take care and protect Kill after the whole incident but since he kept distancing him from him, they both drifted apart and while kill developed a resentment towards him, gareth believed he deserved it and that he failed as an older sibling

- Due to his image of being the golden boy of the group and family he relies heavily on academic validation

- Prob cried several times (In secret obviously) if he got a bad grade

- Very this is me trying, the prophecy, and you’re on your own kid

- Always felt like the second chance, probably because as he got older he saw how everyone wanted killian, how all his past girlfriends prob slept with killian first, then after he dropped them they came to him and after a while he got used to that

- He never loved anyone romantically before kayden

- Loves call me by your name (prob his bi or gay awakening

- Reads and studies to escape reality

- Sucks at math, hence why he chose to major in law

- The stalker psycho genes run in his DNA, hence why he developed an obsession with professor lockwood

- I would die for gareth to be the one whose like “Your mine, let anyone touch you ill kill them” instead of kayden being the one whose like that

- I like to believe that hes Bi, but we’ll figure it out during his book 🤔

- Never takes naps, thinks their for the weak

- Surprisingly has a normal sleep schedule

- Compulsively cracks his knuckles when nervous, anxious or feels uncomfortable

- Mild to Moderate OCD nothing serious where he loses his mind if a colour pencil is in the wrong place but like likes to have things in order and in the same places

- Hates having things misplaced, it developed as killian would mess up things to mess with him over in the long run made him hate disorder

- Hates losing control, of literally anything, his emotions, his surroundings, anything

- Cold hands 24/7 365 probable due to consistently being in fight or flight

- Kill is known as the strategist but gareth is the ones who plan all the heathens stuff like for the initiation he was the one who set the time, place, text message, etc. Hes in charge of all the smaller details

- Wears the white dress shirts with sweaters, yk with the collar poking through (UGHHHHH 🤤)

Kayden Lockwood

- GLASSES GLASSES GLASSES

- From the limited snippet we got about him from GoF and GoR I definitely think gareth would make the first move, subtle hints like sitting at the front of the lecture halls, asking questions (or dare I say arguing with something Kayden said just to talk to him 🫢), going to every👏single👏office👏hours👏, etc very sublte things yk

- The type of professor to ask if you want to a dance infront of the class instead of a final exam

- Only uses blue pens (Idk why but yes) (switches to green pens after getting into a relationship with gareth, i wonder why)

- Very nonchalant i think, and would prob brush off gareth little crush on him because lets be real he prob had hundreds of students have a crush on him

- But little did he know gareth crush would be different from the others in was that yk be would follow him around in his car, and stalk around his favourite grocery stores

- That would prob get his attention and instead if being creeped I think he would be interested

- Doesnt drink, doesnt smoke but gets high off the feeling of winning chess games

- Doesnt do with technology (even though he’s in his early to mid thirties) and has a battle with the projector every lecture

- Gareth will definitely make fun of him for not getting Gen z slang

- Insomniac who lives off coffee

- Teaches criminal law, and was at a big city law firm before he became a professor

- Has a 4.5 on rate my professor, and one 4 review on his profile made him loose his perfect 5.0 rating, hes still very salty about that

♫ྀི love me like you do - ellie goulding, illict afairs - taylor swift, dirty little secret - nessa barrett, guilty as sin - taylor swift, love wins all - IU

#booklr #rina kent #rinaverse #legacy of gods #royal elite series

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zolica-ao3 · 10 days ago

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hellooooo!!! your fic Luka showed up on my feed 2 days ago and now i'm here to tell you, i've finished catching up. thought about leaving comments on each chapter but always ended up forgetting by the time i finished said chapter 😭

so. rapid fire it is, this may end up being long, i apologise.

first off, thank you SO MUCH for the copious amount of fluff, gods know we needed it. your writing is so sweet, it feels like a warm hug. i just wanna put all the characters in my pocket and protect them!!!!!

second, i adore luka as a character and yes his bio mam is a bitch. but it's thanks to her selfishness he find his way to lan and osc so i can't really stay mad about it for long

third, the lil breakdowns and existential crises from both lando and oscar are so damn relatable and entertaining and the fact that they always end up comforting each other about it makes me want to bang my head against a wall (from sweetness overload). i think their relationship is one of the best relationships i've ever read in any media. the open affection, the honest communication, the warm and loving environment, the way they pay attention to each other and their kid... it's just so spot on, so wonderful to see.

lastly, you made oscar's assistant non-binary!!!!! i know it's just a teeny tiny detail but it warms my lil heart nevetherless!!! something about seeing queer people exist and thrive and live their lives... i dunno but i love it sm (also very unrelated but i so ship charlotte and stephanie. maybe it's just the copious amount of fluff getting to my head,, idk. but still!!)

thank you so much for continuing to write this wonderful story! and for sharing it with us too!! i hope you are as kind to yourself as you are to the little family in luka. if i could, i would leave you kudos after every chapter!

can't wait to see what else you have left for this story! now, if you'll excuse me i'm gonna binge your other fics until the next update

lots of love and kisses!!! 🫶🧡

Oh- uh, hello! 🧡 receiving this in my inbox feels insane. This is like idk the sweetest thing and I love it, thank you so much 🥺 wanna go frolic in a field together or something? Not sure what to do with the happy energy this ask gave me 😳

You binge read the entire thing?? I- thank you?! I'm so glad to hear you liked it!

We hate Luka's mom, but she also brought us this little family. Which is amazing. So in a way she is a good character to have, even though she is very hateable.

I've written their relationship the way I think relationships should be: attentive and built to help each other out. The comfort between them is so much fun to write.

And yes, you can have them. From my pocket to your pocket 😉

Oooh yeah! Mars! They are just casually there, as they should be. I think more stories should have enby peeps included, as they are included in real life as well.

(more people ship Charlotte and Stephanie. I've gotten so many comments already...)

You're very welcome! I love writing fluff. The comfort makes me feel happy as well. It is like a tiny escape.

And writing is so much more work than reading, but 20 times more satisfying I've noticed. So yes, I will keep writing. You can expect at least 10 more chapters 😉

Thanks again for your kindness! You have made my day! ☺️🤗🧡

#f1 fanfic #814 #ao3 fanfic #f1 rpf #ao3 #landoscar

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onegianthotmess · 11 days ago

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idk if your requests are open rn, but could I request a William Rex x reader

Soft Angst to fluff where reader (early in her and William's relationship) sees William interacting with a female noble and gets jealous, but also thinks that maybe William should be with her instead, and William comforts her

(if thats too much detail then just angst to fluff where william comforts her after she gets upset over something)

I love this because this is what I need half the time whenever I’m insecure, so I apologize if this is very self-indulgent and full of too much of William and the reader sweetly talking with subtext of being so fucking thirsty for each other-

(But I mostly did reader telling the homewrecker off if that’s okay-)

Also, apologies if this took really long, I have A LOT of saved drafts, including one request as of the time I began writing, so thank you for being patient!!!

My Jealous Little Robin…

William Rex x Reader

Synopsis: Though you and William haven’t been together long, you’d never doubt his love and devotion to you. You heard it straight from his own self-righteous lips that you were the only one he’d exposed himself to, both inside and out. Yet, you can’t help but feel annoyed and just a little, dare you say, jealous as a dense and inept noblewoman who can’t seem to take a hint steals your love’s attention. And no matter how hard you try, you can’t seem to politely tell her to get the hell away from your man nor keep the feeling of envy out of your heart.

You never thought you’d go to a party with William that didn’t involve the possibility of getting killed or assassinating a target of Crown.

Yet, here you were, being led through the entrance of an extravagant venue by William to attend a party held by an old friend of his and Victor’s. William, as always, looked practically drop dead gorgeous, especially in the new suit he’d asked you to pick for him. And of course he’d picked out your dress to match his suit you’d picked for him.

“Red really is your color.”

It’s what he always said whenever you wore anything red, even if it was just a flower in your hair. Anything he picked for you to wear was always gorgeous and used red as the primary color for the outfit. However, you knew that he thought the most gorgeous red on you was the blood that splattered across your cheeks and clothes whenever you were a bit too close as he finished off a target on a mission.

“What has your mind wandering this time, sweet robin?” William asked, pulling you from your thoughts and making you realized that you two were now standing on the sidelines of the ballroom.

You hummed in reply, “Just thinking about how nice you look in your new suit and how sweet you are in picking out lovely clothes for me.”

“My, what sweet thoughts occupy that pretty little head of yours!” William smiled, gently cupping your cheek with one of his hands. “I’m happy you like the clothes I pick out for you just as much as I like the ones you pick for me.”

“I’m sure you like the clothes you pick for me as well,” you teased lightly, earning an amused laugh from William.

“My little robin has caught me red handed,” William laughed before looking up and down at you in your new dress. “Red truly is your color and I do love to see you in it. It reminds me of the night we met.”

Oh, the night you met William. How you’d both changed since then; well, more so how you had changed since then. You used to be just a simple mail carrier dressed in red with a fragile heart and hardly the will to be selfish enough to ask someone for a glass of water. But now you were in a loving relationship with an assassin, both of you savoring every single moment together as you both eagerly awaited your tragic demise by the hands of William’s own self-righteousness.

But that night would most likely be one of the best nights of your life, your favorite moment being when William graciously wiped away the blood that splattered on your cheek. Even having barely known you for less than about an hour, he was a sweet man who’d only wanted you to be free and comfortable in every way.

“That was a wonderful night,” you murmured, leaning into William’s hand that still gently cupped your cheek.

“It certainly was, wasn’t it?” William hummed, gently thumbing your cheek.

“Oh, William!” a voice smiled.

Snapped out of the little moment between the e two of you, both you and William turned to see a man walking towards you both with a wife smile on his face. Recognizing the man, your lover smiled his usual approachable smile.

“Edward, it’s good to see you again,” William smiled, moving his hand from your cheek to your waist in a subtle show of affection and possible protectiveness, but you could never be too sure when it came to William. “Thank you again for inviting me and my dear robin here tonight.”

“You’re welcome and thank you for coming,” Edward replied politely before turning to look to you, cordially extending his hand. “I don’t believe we’ve met before, though. I’m Edward Storman, I grew up with William to some extent. It’s a pleasure to finally meet the woman who’s been able to achieve the impossible of bewitching the William Rex.”

You laughed lightly at the lighthearted jab directed at your lover and took Edward’s hand. “(Y/N), and the pleasure is all mine, Edward,” you replied.

“I assure you, it’s mine,” Edward smiled, releasing your hand with a small laugh. “It truly surprised me when William began to write to me about a woman who’d actually managed to truly capture his heart. I honestly started to believe he was immune to love before those letters.”

“Really?” you asked, soft laughter leaving your lips.

“Yes, I did,” Edward replied. “Never had I met or even thought of a single woman who had been able to capture William’s heart. I applaud you in achieving the impossible, Miss (Y/N). It’s a true wonder what you’ve managed to do.”

“You make it sound like I avoided love altogether, Edward,” William smiled playfully. “Do you think I’m heartless?”

“Of course not, William!” Edward answered with a smile. “It’s just a wonder that you’ve actually found love. You’ve never talked about any woman before, especially in the way you spoke of this lovely lady in your letters. I just thought, with how you’ve never showed any sort of interest in love, that you were immune to it.”

“Well, it seems my sweet robin has proved you wrong there, old friend,” William smiled, gently pulling you a bit closer to him. It was subtle, but it was likely a show of both him and you being taken to the many people subtly watching the conversation between William and the kind host.

Just as Edward was about to reply, the faint call of his name got his attention. With an apologetic smile, the turned to you and William. “I apologize, but someone is asking for me and I must give them my attention,” Edward sighed.

“It’s no problem at all!” William smiled before looking to you. “Do you think it’s a problem, my dear robin?”

“Oh, no, of course not! You’re the host after all,” you replied, smiling at Edward, who was clearly grateful for the understanding.

As the host left, something seemed to catch William’s attention. With a sigh, he turned to you and apologetically smiled, “I’m afraid someone also needs me, my robin. An old associate, to be specific. Do you mind if I go for a moment?”

“I’ll be fine, William,” you smiled politely.

“I won’t be long,” William murmured as he pat you on the head softly and pecked your cheek before disappearing into the crowd of people.

Well, it wasn’t like he could ever disappear into the crowd; with his striking looks and deep red clothes that he wore, it was near impossible to lose William amongst other people. Though, that gift of his was both a blessing and a curse. To you, at least.

While you could find him easily amongst people, he also attracted attention from how charismatic and kind he was. And with him being an absolutely drop dead gorgeous man, he often attracted mostly female attention that couldn’t take a fucking hint.

Much like now. As you were about to turn to go and try a glass of the wine, a noblewoman had came up to William and began to talk with him. And it definitely wasn’t friendly with how her eyes held barely concealed lust, how her pink lips and over rouged cheeks played into a seductive smirk, and how she shamelessly touched William like they were intimately close. And, in true William Rex fashion, he simply smiled and talked with the woman.

You knew he would never intentionally do anything to hurt you, especially with how selfishly he’d loved you night after night in both of your respective rooms; though you practically moved into his room by now and used your room as more of an office; back at the castle. But, you couldn’t help but feel the green thorns of jealousy grab at your insides and make you pout ever so slightly. Even if William was just being polite and friendly, the noblewoman that was now clinging onto his arm certainly wasn’t. And though just a few months earlier you would’ve simply stood aside and let it happen and bit your tongue behind a smile, you weren’t going to let any harlot or whore touch what was rightfully yours and yours alone.

So, taking a breath to compose yourself, you moved gracefully in between guests before you’d made your way to William’s side.

“My love?” you softly interrupted, causing William to light up at the sight of you and the noblewoman to scowl at you. Not that she had any right to.

But your attention moved back to the man you loved what William smiled, “My sweet robin! Did I make you wait for too long?”

“Something like that,” you hummed in reply before looking at the noblewoman, whose expression had soured even more since William spoke to you. “Who is this, dear?”

“Oh, yes, how rude of me!” William smiled, turning back to the woman, whose expression immediately turned disgustingly sweet when he turned and looked at her again. “This is Mary Addams. Miss Addams, this is my lover, (Y/N).”

Mary’s expression dropped a bit in shock when she heard the word “lover” come from William’s mouth, clearly not expecting it. But, trying to maintain her perfect facade, she extended her hand to you.

“How do you do, Miss (Y/N)?” Mary asked with a smile, clearly trying her best to not scowl at you.

“I’m quite fine, thank you for asking,” you smiled, politely waving your hand and making her extended handshake look foolish. If she was going to try and be a slag, you were going to make her regret even thinking about it. “It’s a lovely evening, isn’t it?”

“Yes it is,” Mary smiled in a fake manner, lowering her hand since you didn’t accept the handshake. “I was unaware that you had a lover, Lord Rex.”

“Well, she was a surprise to me, as well,” William replied with his usual smile, removing his arm from Mary’s now loose grip so he could pull you to his side with one arm and take your hand to kiss your knuckles with his free hand. “And a very welcome surprise, at that.”

“I see,” Mary said, a flash of an insidious idea suddenly appearing in her eyes before she continued, “so your relationship is quite new?”

“Yes, we’ve only known each other for a few months, but it feels much longer than that,” William answered, his grip on your waist possessively tightening ever so slightly.

“Well, you never know, sir!” Mary smiled all too sweetly. “People are calling it the ‘honeymoon phase’ these days and say that once it wears off, things could be over in a matter of moments, either by argument or by someone else catching your eye.”

“Are you implying something, Miss Addams?” you asked, eye twitching as you resisted the urge to slap the rouge off of her cheeks.

“Oh, never, Miss (Y/N)! Just a friendly bit of advice to you and Lord Rex for the future. Anything can happen, you know!” Mary hummed in reply.

“Well, that’s quite kind of you, Miss Addams,” you smiled before looking at the woman in front of you with barely contained malice. “Would you mind if I gave you a friendly bit of advice as well?”

Obviously thinking that she’d won the silent battle between you two as evidenced by the smug glint in her putrid green eyes and devilish grin on her sickeningly pink lips, Mary smiled at you, “I wouldn’t mind at all!”

“Next time you try acting like a complete harlot, don’t try to be a homewrecker as well,” you said lowly, not loud enough for the entire party to hear, but loud enough that a few nearby guests stopped and stared and even began to murmur a bit.

“E-Excuse me?” Mary asked, clearly not expecting that response and trying to come up with a decent reply.

“You heard me, slag,” you replied firmly. “You can whore yourself out all you want, but don’t go being a homewrecker. Especially when you’re trying to mess with me and my partner whom I am quite happy with, thank you very much.”

“I-I have no idea what you’re talking about! I was just being friendly!” Mary defended, trying to turn things around and make you seem delusional to the guests that were now watching and whispering.

“Yes, yes, I’m sure you learned how to be friendly from both of your parents, seeing as you clearly didn’t learn manners or courtesy from them,” you sighed, waving a dismissive hand before you gently took William’s arm. “Now if you’ll excuse us, Miss Addams. Have a nice evening.”

And you led William out of the ballroom, with Mary in the middle of a small crowd of guests, completely humiliated and with her jaw on the floor. Once both you and William were out of the ballroom and in a secluded corner, you breathed a sigh of relief. You’d mostly been running on adrenaline and let your annoyance take control while your rational mind was in the backseat, so you weren’t really in control when you’d told the noblewoman off.

“My, that was quite a show you put on,” William hummed. “I knew you had a bite, but I didn’t think you had that much of a bite.”

“Oh,” you murmured, looking at William, “well, I just didn’t like how she was…”

“Words, robin. I need words,” William said softly, patently looking at you as you struggled to admit to yourself why you’d done what you’d done.

Finally, you sighed, “I didn’t like how she was touching you or talking to you. Not to mention, she had your full and complete attention.”

“Oh, my jealous little robin,” William smiled softly, pulling you close to his chest, “you know that no other person could possibly satisfy me in the ways you can. Why would I waste my time on some cheap woman when I could have a one of a kind little bird like yourself?”

“You do mean that, right?” you asked quietly, looking up at William with your cheek squished against his chest.

“What would I get out of lying to you, dear?” William hummed, planting a kiss on your forehead. “You are the only woman I could truly love and be happy with, and I mean that with everything I have. You are my precious robin and I do not intend to ever let you go.”

“I love you, my William,” you murmured, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist.

“I love you more, my jealous little robin,” William replied lovingly, bringing a hand up to pat you on the head.

You both could return to the party later. For now though, you’d rather keep to yourselves and selfishly indulge in being together for a little while longer.

FINALLY DONE! I am so, SO sorry I made you wait so long, life and projects got in the way of me getting to this! But I hope you enjoyed!

#ikemen villains #ikevil #ikevil william #william rex #ikevil william x reader #william rex x reader

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milkman-zahhak · 21 days ago

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Cal and Leo Halloween special PART 1

Sorry this took so long, it's not even Halloween anymore.. life has been really shitty for me lately. I don't wanna talk about it.

When you're done reading, please reblog this or share it and whatever and try to vote in the poll at the end to decide how part 2 should go!

As usual, WARNING, THIS IS A KINK POST, IT CONTAINS FETISH CONTENT. This one isn't as blatant as some of the others, but still a warning in case you come across this somehow from somewhere else, idk.

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Leo and Cal had decided to embrace Halloween wholeheartedly, despite having no plans to go out or attend any parties. They were determined to have a memorable night in, just the two of them. Unfortunately, they're grown men, so they're not trick or treating. They also don't really have anyone to party with, nor did either of them feel like going through too much effort this year. After all, jobs don't give you a day off for Halloween, and Leo had just submitted multiple job applications and wanted to try and get himself used to a normal work schedule again. Soon. Surely. Just not tonight, because it's Halloween. Leo is so very lucky that both him and Cal were but simple men, content to live in the most bare undecorated apartment. savings were preserved and spared from being used for the light and water bills due to the fact that Leo dwells within the cave that is his room with the lights off, and Cal survives off of energy drinks instead of water.

Cal and Leo had decided to celebrate Halloween together, just the two of them, having a scary movie marathon.

Leo, being the pop culture nerd he was, had spent weeks working on his homemade costume. Cal, on the other hand, went for something a little more simple – a vampire costume that he'd found at the local costume shop. Truth be told, the suit was cheap, it wasn't like it was tailor-made, so its generic sizing fit a bit funny on Cal. But he didn't really care, it did its job as a costume.

As they sat together on the couch, surrounded by blankets and pillows, Leo couldn't help but admire Cal's costume. "Hey, you look pretty good for a last-minute choice," Leo chuckled, his own excitement bubbling over. Cal rolled his eyes playfully. "Yeah, well, I figured I'd let you have the spotlight with your masterpiece here." He gestured towards Leo's impressive getup. Leo blushed at the compliment.

Cal raised an eyebrow as he looked Leo over, taking in the intricate details of his costume. It was clear that Leo had put a lot of effort into it, but Cal couldn't quite place what it was supposed to be. "So uhh. You're like a baseball player or something?" Leo's face fell a little, but he quickly recovered and launched into an explanation. "Dude, come on.." He said, gesturing to his outfit. "I'm Trey Parker's character 'Joe Cooper', y'know, from BASEketball?" Cal nodded along, trying to look interested, but it was clear that he still didn't understand.

Leo let out a small sigh, "You know what, never mind. Let's Just enjoy the night, Cal. I'll have to remember to watch that movie with you sometime" He said, smiling softly. Cal didn't really have the attention span for movies, but thankfully Leo seemed to have an oddly specific taste in either obscure older cartoons or very cheesy and stupid comedies, which usually held his attention just enough for the important parts that he would inevitably be quizzed on afterwards. So it's whatever. As long as he has snacks he can sit through anything.

They settled in for their movie marathon, with bowls of popcorn and a small bowl of candy to share between the two of them.

As the first horror flick started playing on the TV screen, Cal couldn't help but notice that their candy bowl seemed rather small. "Leo, where'd all the candy go? I swear we bought like five bags." He asked, eyeing the half-empty bowl greedily.

Leo looked over at him and smiled, "We did buy a lot, but I didn't want you to eat it all in one sitting. You know what happens when you eat too much sugar." He teased lightly. Cal pouted, "B-But Leo, it's Halloween! I'm supposed to stuff myself silly!" He protested, reaching for another piece of candy already, as if to strengthen his point. Leo chuckled and shook his head.

"I know, I know, and usually that would be fine but..." he paused, continuing in a more serious tone, "It seems like lately a lot of the overindulging you do seems to be during our movie nights.. and.. We can't make this a habit, or else you're going to start associating movie nights with getting stuffed." Leo explained, his face calm and playful, but Cal could tell he wasn't kidding around.

Cal looked at him, confusion written all over his face. "I, uh, hate to be the one to break it to you, but I already associate movie nights with stuffing myself. along with most things, honestly. I appreciate the concern, but It's a bit too late for me, haha." He replied matter-of-factly.

Leo sighed, knowing he had to spell it out for him. "No, it's not about you- I mean, every time we watch a movie together, I'll expect you to eat a ton..." He said, trying to keep a straight face. "...and I'll get. uh... Look, I just don't wanna condition myself to be horny whenever we watch movies together. I really enjoy doing this with you and I don't wanna get my love of movies mixed up in all this. I promise you can do whatever you want tomorrow, just try to be normal for tonight, okay?"

Cal's face turned a deep shade of red, realizing exactly what Leo was talking about. Oh, God, he thought to himself, I guess he's right. There’s something about Leo that was somewhat apparent just living with him as a roommate, but became glaringly obvious once Cal had started dating Leo. They’d only started getting sexually intimate with each other recently, but whether it be normal intimacy or something fetish-related, Cal couldn’t help but notice that once Leo got “in the zone” so to speak, that it would become the only thing he would be able to focus on, fogging up his mind until he got relief. …Personally, Cal thought it was kinda cute, but he could see how that kind of thing could end up messing with someone’s regular life.

Their movie nights were of the utmost importance to Leonard. Of course. Cal didn’t wanna ruin his lover’s hobby, no matter how dorky it may be. He took a deep breath, nodding slowly. "Yeah, you got a point. I'll try to pace myself."

He grabbed a handful of popcorn instead, focusing his attention on the screen. At least the movie was getting good, the tension rising as the main character crept down the dark hallway.

Leo sat next to him, eyes glued to the TV, completely enthralled by the suspenseful music. Cal tried to concentrate on the movie, but his thoughts kept drifting back to Leo's confession. He appreciated and respected it, really, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed that he wouldn't be able to indulge tonight.

Leo noticed Cal's expression and gently nudged him with his elbow, "You okay?" He asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the movie too much. Cal nodded again, popping a piece of popcorn in his mouth and making a comment on the movie instead. "Mmhm, I just don't have very high hopes for this guy. If I were him, I would break a window and escape the house." Leo gave him a reassuring smile, reaching over to squeeze his hand briefly before letting go. "Right? I always think about that when the character supposedly can't escape some kind of structure, but there's windows. Like, Resident Evil 7 for example would have been significantly shorter if Ethan just rammed into a window and fled to get backup or something..." Leo discussed- mostly with himself.

Cal nodded and ate another handful of popcorn. It was light, filling, but not very heavy. It wasn't the same as eating his weight in candy, but Cal knew that Leo was trying to keep things in check for both of their benefits.

As the movie continued, the atmosphere between them shifted slightly. The tension in the air was palpable, not just because of what was happening on screen, but also because of what wasn't happening between them. Cal tried to ignore it, but it was difficult when every time Leo jumped at a scare, his body brushed up against Cal's, sending little sparks through him.

Interesting. Even unrelated to cramming food down his throat, or either of their fetishes, you would think that the close physical contact would be enough to rile up his notoriously touch-starved roommate (Hell, it's even getting to Cal, now.), but Leo was immersed and invested in his movies.

Ironically, it seemed to be Leo's turn to unintentionally turn on Cal this time. With excessive pats on his arm and sides with urges to hurry and look at some detail before he missed it, cuddling up close during tense scenes, grabbing onto him during sudden jumpscares.

Cal found himself caring less and less about the movie as other things took priority in his head. He didn’t care how that itch was scratched, be it through stuffing candy down his own throat, or shoving his tongue down Leo’s throat… but he wouldn't let Leo know that.

They went on to watch several more movies. Leo was completely lost in the stories while Cal struggled to keep his mind focused on the plot. He was acutely aware of Leo's every movement, the warmth radiating off of him, the occasional grip of his hand or thigh during suspenseful moments. It was torturous in its own right, but Cal knew that Leo wasn't doing it on purpose.

Whenever the movie would get too intense, Leo would lean into him, burying his face in Cal's shoulder or pressing his entire body against Cal's side. This sent a flood of emotions through Cal - excitement, desire, frustration, amusement, and warmth. He couldn't help but laugh quietly to himself every time it happened, feeling his heartbeat quicken as Leo's breath tickled his neck, and he would mutter something along the lines of "holy shit, sorry... that got me good!" each time.

Cal wanted so badly to give in, not just to pigging out on Halloween night, but from getting handsy with Leo as he kept squirming around, seemingly unable to sit still. Is this how Leo feels all the time?

Leo was so happy and in his element, he hasn't had the chance to go full Nostalgia Critic on any newer horror movies in over a year, since he saved the genre to be viewed only during the spooky season.

Cal knew this, and didn't want to ruin Leo's movie experience. So, he endured, trying his best to keep things casual while internally fighting against the growing desire.

Leo, on the other hand, was blissfully unaware of Cal's predicament. He was too absorbed in the world of horror and suspense unfolding before his eyes. The occasional jump scare sent adrenaline coursing through him, making him clutch onto Cal instinctively. But otherwise, he remained focused, commenting on camera angles, acting, possible references, character development, and predicting plot twists. At this point, Cal almost expected Leo to start taking notes.

As the final movie of the night approached its end, Cal felt his patience slipping. He couldn't bear to sleep Halloween night away on a not-completely-full stomach! So, as Leo sat on the edge of his seat, biting his lower lip in anticipation, Cal quietly began to formulate a plan.

He glanced over at the clock on the wall. The movie should be over soon. Cal could hear the ticking of the clock in his head, counting down the minutes until freedom. He knew exactly what he was going to do. Once Leo went to bed, Cal would sneak into the kitchen and grab a few pieces of candy, just enough to satisfy his craving without drawing attention.

Just a little bit, Cal reasoned with himself, Leo won't even notice. Besides, he needed something to keep him awake after such an adrenaline filled movie marathon. He was already imagining the sweet burst of flavor in his mouth, the way his taste buds would sing with delight.

Cal tried to hide his excitement, masking it as simply excitement for the movie they were watching as it came to its conclusion.

Soon enough, the movie ended. Cal watched Leo with an amused expression as he continued talking animatedly about the movies they had seen tonight. "That last one was the perfect one to end on! Honestly, the 1st one was mid, but I kinda expected it to be like that because, well, obviously. You can't expect too much from the winnie the pooh cashgrab bullshit, I kinda just wanted to see it so I could hate on it more accurately- you know how it is..."

He couldn't deny that seeing Leo so excited was endearing, but he was also tired from fighting his own urges all night long. As Leo jumped up from the couch to grab his laptop, Cal decided it was time to intervene before Leo lost sleep over his movie reviews.

Cal stood up slowly, stretching his hand lazily covering his mouth as he tried to stifle a yawn. "Aaaalright, buddy. Time for bed. We can talk about these movies all day tomorrow, but right now you need your beauty sleep." Leo looked over at Cal, wide eyed and full of energy. "But I haven't even started drafting anything yet!" He protested, clutching his laptop to his chest like a security blanket. "Like, the last one we just finished, it was actually genius how they-" Cal walked over and placed his hand on Leo's shoulder, gently guiding him towards the hallway that led to his bedroom. "Come on, you can start writing them down in the morning. It's late." Leo reluctantly allowed himself to be led, still talking about his favorite parts of each film.

Leo was so caught up in blabbing that he barely realized as Cal practically laid him down on the bed and tucked him in. Leo stretched and yawned widely, his body relaxed and satisfied from hours of indulging in his favorite genre. He stopped talking and caught his breath for a bit, realizing how tired he really was. Cal watched him with hooded eyes, the hunger for something sweet still lingering within him. Leo turned towards him with a grin. "Hey, Cal? Thank you for having a halloween movie marathon with me today. That was a lot of fun for me. I hope you enjoyed tonight as much as I did, 'cause I know it must have been hard for you to hold back on celebrating how you wanted..." Cal waved his words away confidently "Nahh, don't even worry about that, it was nothing. I may be a glutton, but I have patience!"

That was a big, greedy lie from a big and greedy Callum.

With Leo finally settled, Cal took a deep breath, closed Leo's door and headed to his own bedroom.

But not before he took a little detour. He looked around the living room, making sure everything was in order before turning off all the lights except for the small lamp near the couch. It cast a soft glow around the apartment, illuminating just enough to see where he was going without being too bright. He sat out there, quietly playing around and scrolling on his phone, sneakily checking in on Leo to make sure he was in a deep enough sleep. After a while, Cal quietly made his way towards the kitchen.

The plastic grocery bags on the kitchen table loomed in front of him like a beacon of hope, relief from the torment of temptation. Inside the grocery bags were multiple large, mixed candy bags that were meant to be used specifically as a Halloween bowl filler to hand out to trick-or-treaters. Except it was all his.

He went for the one they'd already opened, careful not to make any sudden noises that might wake Leo up. Inside were all kinds of colorful candies, each one calling out to Cal like sirens of the sea. He reached into the bag, his fingers brushing against the cold plastic as he wondered where to begin.

Just a little bit, he told himself once again, grabbing a Twix, a Snickers, a little Starburst pack, a handful of Tootsie rolls... Just a little bit, one of each kind to satisfy every possible angle of this sweet tooth that's been nagging him.

The moment the first piece of candy hit Cal's tongue, he knew he was in trouble. The sweetness washed over him like a wave, drowning out any remaining resistance. He savored the flavors, letting them dance across his palate before swallowing. It was pure bliss. His eyes fluttered shut as he leaned against the counter, allowing himself to fully enjoy the sensation.

When he opened them again, he found himself staring back at the half empty bag of candy. Guilt briefly flickered in his chest, but it was quickly replaced by desire. He reasoned that if he was already breaking the rules, then why not go all out? After all, it wouldn't hurt to take just a little bit more...

With renewed determination, Cal dove back into the bag. This time, he grabbed more than just a handful - he took fistfuls of candy, balancing the loot in his hand, gripping candies by their wrappers trying to hold it all at once. Chocolate, gummy bears, sour patch kids... He didn't discriminate!

It was then that he heard a loud noise. Panic set in as he quickly tossed the candy back in the bag, trying to look innocent.

Shit, shit, shit! He thought frantically, trying to figure out how he was going to explain this. He turned towards the sound; it was coming from outside.

He let out a huge sigh of relief. it was only some jackass' and his loud car ripping through the streets late at night.

The surprise was enough to get him nervous though. What if it was Leo waking up and discovering him? He can't stay here in the kitchen. He might as well bring the candy into his own bedroom, where he can eat it behind closed doors- not that he was gonna eat any more than a few pieces, of course!

This was just for convenience. Besides, they were probably gonna keep the candy in his room anyway, it can't stay in the kitchen cabinet forever, right? Cal's just cleaning up a bit, that's all!

Cal gathered the rest of the candy bags, stacking them up in his arms and making his way to his room. He rehearsed the excuses in his head just in case Leo woke up and saw him.

Once safely behind closed doors, Cal placed the candy bags on his bedroom floor. He took another glance outside into the living room and kitchen, ensuring that the coast was still clear. Satisfied, he turned his attention back to the colorful assortment of goodies. His heart raced as he ripped open a tiny bag of skittles, pouring them into his mouth and chewing them all at once.

He couldn't believe how good it tasted! How had he gone so long without indulging in something so simple yet delicious? THIS is how you're supposed to spend Halloween! The sweetness coated his tongue and filled his senses, pushing away any lingering guilt.

His mouth felt sticky and coated with chocolate after fishing out the mini Hershey's chocolates and eating just those for a few minutes. He took a swig of water from a bottle he kept in his bedroom, washing away the overwhelming chocolate taste, ready to get back to business and let some other flavors have a turn.

He must have taken too big of a gulp, because immediately after the bottle left his lips, he barely even realized what was happening before a huge, airy burp flew out of his mouth.

*Buu-UUUORP* "woah.."

He froze up, listening for any movement outside. God, he hoped that didn't wake Leo up. Maybe it was the water hitting all the popcorn he'd eaten that night, expanding it or something. Whatever. No biggie.

Cal looked at the candy in front of him. He was going to stop right about now, but that burp just now really made a lot of room...

“Just a few more pieces…” he promised himself as he reached for more.

One by one, Cal allowed himself to indulge in the candies, each taste better than the last. He tried to keep track of how many pieces he consumed, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Every time he reached for another piece, he would tell himself it was the last one. But then, he'd find another type that caught his eye, and the cycle would start all over again. "it's just another tiny piece" He would think to himself.

Before long, wrappers were scattered across his bedroom floor, and he noticed the wrapper that his hands were mindlessly opening was… a bit bigger than usual.

oh.

He'd finished off the first bag.

Glancing at the clock on his nightstand, Cal realized that it was now close to 5 in the morning.

He hadn't meant to spend so much time on his candy escapade, but once he got started, he couldn't seem to stop. The soft light from his digital clock illuminated the room, just bright enough for him to look down and see his sticky, candy covered hands. He could only imagine what his face looked like. He sure felt a lot of candy residue around his mouth, and he definitely wiped his face with his dirty hands a few times. Ugh.

He was supposed to do this with Leo tomorrow - or rather today, since technically it already was tomorrow. But he couldn't bring himself to care much about that now as he clenched his jaw. For some reason, the sweetness of the candy made it so that his mouth and throat just felt.. Gross. Focusing on that feeling too much made him feel unreasonably queasy considering his usual capacity. Suddenly, Cal gagged without even trying. He had to snap his mouth shut as tight as it could go and hold his breath for a few seconds to keep everything down. He wasn’t even that full, just overwhelmed with sugar.

Cal groaned. Being nauseous is only worth it if his tummy is hard and heavy, that way he could at least enjoy rubbing it. It was a deeply unsatisfying feeling, all things considered. He wished there were other halloween treats and snacks to eat to at least switch up the flavor so his body wouldn't get sick of just candy.

He wished he could lay down and sleep it off, but the sugar rush was too intense, coursing through his veins and making him feel alive in a way he hadn't felt in a long time so he sat there a while with nothing to do. He skimmed the top of the next open bag and grabbed one of the lollipops- maybe that’ll be easier to eat? And they take a while to finish, sure to pass the time.

Cal felt his stomach gurgle as he sucked on a little round lollipop, the saliva in his mouth watering as he did so, and the constant swallowing helped distract his throat from gagging.

His mind was buzzed, but his stomach started rumbling ominously in short, high pitched squelches, sending waves of discomfort throughout his body. He winced, rubbing his belly gently as he realized he might have overdone it with the candy consumption.

"Oh boy..." he muttered to himself, looking down at the empty wrappers surrounding him.

"Why did I do this? I knew this was going to happen... Leo knew this was going to happen...", Cal thought, feeling slightly regretful.

He hadn't eaten this much sugar in years, not since his prime camboy days when a viewer suggested he stuff himself with candy. And now he remembered why.

But even as his stomach twisted and groaned, Cal couldn't help but smile slightly. This was the kind of stupid mistake he used to make all the time when Leo wasn't around to take care of him. It was just Cal, alone in his room, gorging himself. It felt weirdly nostalgic, reminding him of his carefree younger days before Leo had become such a huge part of his life.

Leo... He quickly checked the time again. Yep, still 5am.

Cal flopped onto his bed, discarding the half-eaten candy bag next to him. Disarrayed and covered in sugar dust and crumbs, smears of melted chocolate on anything his hands had touched. He looked like a mess. His dark hair was sticking out in every direction, no longer combed and presentable. His cheap vampire suit stretched uncomfortably in the middle across his slightly swollen belly, a testament to how potent candy can be for a stomach compared to actual food.

He wasn't even gonna try to take his costume off now. He could worry about that later. He just really really needed to get some shut eye before Leo woke up.

He curled up in his blankets, feeling the soft fabric against his sticky skin. Gross.

He tried to ignore the persistent ache in his belly and the lingering taste of candy on his lips. But sleep wouldn't come easily. The sugar rush kept him wide awake, his mind buzzing with random thoughts and scenarios. He tossed and turned, trying different positions to ease the discomfort, but nothing seemed to work.

Finally, after what felt like hours, but was only probably an hour and a half, the inevitable sugar crash arrived. The energy began to fade away, leaving behind an intense nausea and sluggish feeling. Cal groaned quietly, clutching his stomach as it cramped up. The rest of his body wanted sleep, but his stomach was still trying to digest everything. He tried to breathe through the pain, focusing on the rise and fall of his chest. But then, he could practically feel the air as it rose up his throat, like it was trying to squeeze through a sticky tube that was his throat. A sickeningly sweet burp escaped him *Buuurrrp* and the scent of artificial fruitiness and partially digested chocolate wafted upwards, making his head spin.

"Eugh... that definitely tasted better going down.." He grumbled.

The room started spinning slightly, and he felt himself grow hot. This was bad. He had definitely eaten too much. Food and meals were one thing, but candy was another.

When it came to sweets, he could handle pastries, ice cream, cake, and cookies stuffed in his gut, but something about candy just felt so sticky and dense. Everything from the smooth chocolates to the stretchy taffy mixed together inside him to make a very uncomfortable amalgamation inside his body.

He closed his eyes, willing the sensation to pass. But as soon as it felt like things were calming down, he could feel his stomach gurgling again. He knew he needed to get rid of the gas building up inside of him, so he let another burp slip out. *grrrr..bu-urrrrrp*.

This time, it was even worse. The sweetness of the candy coated his mouth again, sending a wave of nausea through him.

Eventually, exhaustion finally took over and Cal managed to drift off into a restless sleep. His dreams filled with a castrophony of colorful, distorted shapes that danced in front of his eyes, accompanied by the ever-present rumble of his upset stomach.

As dawn approached, Leo stirred in his room. He blinked slowly, adjusting to the new day.

Yawning widely, he slipped out of bed and made his way to the kitchen, where he had left the bags of candy for Halloween. Leo got up pretty early for his own standards, he planned to wake Cal up so that he could get a pick of what he wanted to start eating first. He figured he would be chomping at the bit to finally start chomping at the candy, he didn't wanna make his boyfriend wait any longer.

Besides, Leo couldn't remember exactly what, but he could have sworn he’d dreamed about some scary shit after watching all those movies, unfortunately none of it in a sexy or kinky scenario… But alas, Leonard's morning wood seemed to be completely unaffected by the nightmares, and he's sure Cal is gonna get a big kick out of that.

Cal is hopefu- probably going to love teasing him about it, Leo thought… Heh, yeah.

He froze in place, however, when he found the huge candy bags missing from their spot on the counter.

His eyes narrowed suspiciously, he turned towards Cal's room. Was Cal up? Did he eat the candy? Leo knew how much Cal loved sweets, but he thought he would at least be able to resist temptation on his own for one night.

Leo tiptoed over to Cal's door and cracked it open, peeking inside. The sight that greeted him was definitely shocking, but he would be lying to himself if he said it was a complete surprise.

Cal was sprawled across the bed, looking more disheveled than usual. The room was littered with candy wrappers and the faint smell of chocolate and sour apple hung in the air. Weird, he remembered a lot of the fruity candies, but only a small bit of them were even remotely sour.

Cal's stomach churned audibly enough for Leo to hear it from his doorway, and a muffled rumbly toot could be heard leaking out from the poor boy in his sleep and into the mattress.

Ah. Leo held his breath, for the obvious reasons of course, but also to hold back laughter. Poor Cal, this has probably been happening all night.

Leo’s eyes scanned the room. He couldn't believe it. Had Cal really eaten all of the candy while he slept?

He opened the door further, stepping into the room and taking in the full extent of the damage. He shook his head in disbelief. There were wrappers everywhere and an empty bag. 3 were left, one of them already opened.

Leo felt his cheeks heat up, a small smile playing on his lips as he took in Cal's state. He wasn't mad, really. It was more amused-annoyance than anything else. Besides, he couldn't deny the slight arousal he felt looking at Cal's hand on his belly. He could only imagine what Cal was like last night before he had fallen asleep, in this same position, but awake and aching.. And vulnerable. Leo found himself drawn to it, letting his eyes wander across Cal’s body in selfish ways, since Cal wasn't awake to possibly judge him for it.

Leo decided to have some fun with this, he'd never really been one to tease people (people usually tease him first, and he always crumbles immediately), but it was hard not to when Cal was practically begging for it having made no effort to cover his tracks. This time, Leo would get the first turn to tease someone. He walked over to the bed, leaning over Cal and letting his breath tickle Cal's ear.

"Hey, sleepyhead," He cooed softly, "Wake up. You've got some explaining to do."

Cal stirred slightly at first, then groaned, clutching his stomach. His face twisted into a grimace as he slowly began to wake up. "whutimeizzit?" he croaked out.

"It's almost nine." Leo replied, grinning wickedly.

Cal groaned, rubbing at his eyes and wincing at the movement. He opened his eyes and looked up at Leo, taking a moment to process his surroundings, then suddenly his face contorted with a mixture of confusion and embarrassment. "Whuh.... w-what?" He croaked out.

"Oh, I dunno, I was hoping you would tell me." Leo replied nonchalantly, gesturing to the empty candy wrappers around the room.

Cal groaned and laid back against his pillow. "ohhhhh-hohohoooohh.... *urp* I'm sorry, I... stayed up super late after our movie night.." Cal began to explain

Leo raised an eyebrow at Cal's explanation, trying to suppress his laughter. "Stayed up late, huh? Doing what exactly?" He asked, his tone playfully accusatory. He couldn't help but let out a small snicker when he saw the flush spreading across Cal's cheeks. Oh how the tables have turned. Leo reached over to push his hand against Cal's upset tummy, feeling how bloated he was through his costume, the shirt of which had now ridden up just below his belly button.

Cal squirmed under his gaze, trying to sit up, but the weight of Leo's hand on his bloated stomach prevented him from doing so easily. "I... *urgh* uh... just couldn't sleep. And then I saw the candy..." He trailed off, his voice getting weaker as he realized how ridiculous he sounded.

Leo chuckled and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to lightly poke at Cal's belly. "You couldn't sleep, so you decided to try and eat all the candy?" He repeated, poking his fingers into Cal's sensitive belly.

Cal let out a small yelp at the contact, then another burp, this time sounding more like a whimper than anything else. "I-it just...didn’t feel like Halloween without it... " He mumbled, looking down at his lap.

Leo couldn't hold his laughter any longer, he fell into a small fit of immature giggling, watching Cal squirm under his fingers. "And so you couldn't even wait until morning?" He said, poking him again, enjoying the small sounds of discomfort Cal made.

Cal glared at him half-heartedly, his cheeks burning red. "It's not funny..." He muttered, trying to push Leo away from his stomach. But his movements were sluggish, and he didn't put much force behind it. He knew he was caught red handed.

Leo leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to Cal's forehead. "Yes, it is. It's really funny. But I promise, I'm not mad. Just surprised." He said, his laughter dying down. He looked at Cal, his confidence in teasing growing by the second, then added, "I was planning for each bag to last a few days each, but I have'ta make some changes now, thanks to you."

Cal let out a long, drawn-out sigh. "I know... I just... I don't know. I'm so sorry, I'm just.. just big and greedy.." He admitted, sounding sheepish.

Leo smiled softly Leo felt a surge of excitement run through him as Cal admitted to being greedy. He had always been fascinated by the idea of control and dominance, but he'd never had the chance to really explore it. Even when Leo was in charge of things, Cal would always be the one to really call the shots on what happened next and where things went. and Leo usually listened. He's the one that feeds Cal, He should probably try to play his part and be a bit assertive once in a while.

Seeing Cal in this vulnerable state, admitting to being greedy and apologetic, was like an early Christmas gift. He bit his bottom lip, considering his next move. He wanted to push the boundaries a little further, see if Cal would go along with it. "Well, maybe you need a little punishment for being so impatient." Leo said, his voice low and husky. He trailed his fingers over Cal's belly, feeling the hard mass of candy beneath the fabric of his costume.

Cal's eyes snapped to Leo's, wide with surprise. "W-what kind of punishment?" He asked hesitantly, but Leo could see the spark of curiosity in them.

Leo leaned closer, his breath hot against Cal's ear. "I'm not a total asshole, so first things first, I'll take care of you now." He whispered, undoing Cal's sticky vampire costume off little by little, his fingers tracing patterns on Cal's belly whenever they were nearby. He could feel the candy sloshing around inside, and the thought made him even more excited. Cal seemed cautious "...o-okay.."

Leo continued, "I'll leave the choice up to you. Since you clearly love candy so much you couldn't even wait for me before you managed to eat an entire bag of it in the night behind my back, you can either make up for it by waiting even longer- no food until tomorrow..." Leo paused, poking his fingers into Cal's belly once again, "OR, you can continue being greedy and finish the other 3 bags in one day."

Cal swallowed hard, looking at Leo with a mix of trepidation and desire. "Y-you're serious?" He stammered, his cheeks flushing even darker. Leo nodded, grinning wickedly. "Oh, completely serious." He replied, then pressed a kiss to Cal's forehead. He could see Cal was clearly going along with this too, but he wanted to give him some comfort just in case, "But don't worry, I'll take good care of you, whichever one you choose."

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(there was a poll here but after editing the text color and the post it seems to have disappeared, but it was a vote on which punishment Cal should receive, and the "finish the rest of the candy" option won)

^if this poll runs out and you can no longer vote on it, but I haven't posted part 2 yet, please reply in the comments which option you choose, and it will be counted.

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redhoodinternaldialectical · 11 months ago

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Finding character motivations for everything Talia Al Ghul does and says in Lost Days

People say she was manipulating Jason to be more violent but like... was she?? Why would she be doing that??? She spends years trying to heal him for Bruce and then tries to make him more violent towards Bruce because... ????????

I've read Lost Days a fair few times and it never felt like she was being cruel or manipulative and this has confused the fuck out of me for a long time. Since I'm going to be writing her into my Jason centric fic pretty soon, I figured it would be good to go back to Lost Days and really focus in on her and her character motivations.

This is a post because I do my best thinking through the act of writing essays, and figured someone out there might also be interested.

tl;dr In the text as written Talia does her level best to guide Jason to become a Hero again out of genuine compassion. It is her explicit goal to make Jason less vengeful, less violent, and more like the hero he was before he died. She is not predatory towards him, and the only times she works in ways that could be damaging to him are when she feels her own safety is threatened by him. Talia is depicted as a good but flawed person shaped by the trauma Ra's and the League has put her through.

So yeah, wildly over detailed analysis of everything Talia does and says during Lost Days under the cut:

Scene one: Ra's and Talia yelling dramatically on a lawn right after Talia uses a Lazarus Pit on Jason.

Her stated justification for doing so is "I did--what--needed to be done" (em dashes for choking). Considering she risked a LOT to do this, I figure she's probably telling the truth. She believed this was necessary.

Then we flash back to her first learning about Jason's death. She posits that his death will essentially break Bruce.

In the panels directly after this she's shown looking at a picture of Jason and Bruce, face in hands, clearly upset. Probably primarily for Bruce, but like idk she's an empathic human I feel like it's safe to say she's upset for the kid who died too, especially since the picture centers Jason prominently, with focus/close-up panels on both Bruce and Jason, with Jason's scanning first.

Then we have the sequence of her learning that Jason is still alive, through her agents who have been instructed to keep a very close eye on Bruce.

Her first big decision is to bring him to her Father. She doesn't make any attempt to hide him, so it's either a good idea to her or a necessary one. Ra's obviously wants to figure out how he managed to cheat death, and it seems likely to me, given that she's loyal to him, that she'd also want to do so. She doesn't seem to want him dead, even if she's at odds with him pretty much the whole time to one degree or another.

Then we get her investigating Jason's ressurection and the doctor she's got telling her about his brain damage and the Doc claims he's not getting better

We're just gonna breeze on passed that autistic affect weirdness...

She disagrees.

This is the third time now that Talia has had faith in the humanity and emotional capacity of people the rest of the League write off as being capable of nothing but violence. Considering she's been right the other times it stands to reason that she's right about this too. It also says a lot about her character that this is something she's repeatedly done.

She attempts to prove he's getting better by slapping Jason across the face, declaring, "He never fights back when it's me! Explain that! Never when it's me!"

This strongly suggests that she must treat him differently than the rest of the league, specifically that she treats him with more kindness and more attention. He recognizes her as someone safe, who he doesn't need to fight.

This is further backed up by the next page

Ra's then decides that all this has been a complete waste of time and demands that Jason be put out to pasture so he can't distract Talia from her work for the League.

During this argument Ra's posits that she thinks handing over a healed Jason would make Bruce love her, but that doesn't seem to be the case. I think Ra's is misreading her, in exactly the same way all of the League has been misreading everyone all issue: he's failing to understand that people are capable of actual love and compassion. He's interpreting her acts of kindness and love as something manipulative and selfish. Maybe that's something she believes or hopes for on some level, but it's obviously not her "real" motive here like Ra's thinks.

This is what makes her decide that it's necessary to make one last attempt to heal him, and get him out somewhere safer than with the League. It's a desperate last ditch attempt, but she's a competent motherfucker.

The rest of the issue is narrated as a letter Talia sends off with him in the bag of supplies she gives him. In it she says that she had other reasons for attempting to save him.

So, at the end of issue #1 we have three clear motives for why she healed Jason:

To heal Jason is to heal Bruce.

She has a basic sense of decency and wants to help a murdered kid recover. Jason healing is its own reward.

She wants to find out how Jason "survived" so that her Father might be able to replicate that for himself.

Healing Jason might bring her emotionally closer to Bruce.

ALL of these are based in love, and thus could qualify for what she meant in those last few lines of her letter. However, I think I want to emphasis that she almost certainly has to be including love for Jason himself, not just for what Jason represents to Bruce, though Bruce is still a huge focus for her.

And she didn't tell Bruce because Ra's might kill Jason. He doesn't want Batman to know he's alive, ever, and may very well kill Jason to keep that secret.

ON TO ISSUE #2

This is where it gets a lot harder to figure out why she's doing things.

Talia's first act is to refuse to tell Ra's where Jason is. Her second revealed act is that while tossing Jason into the ocean to help him escape she says this:

"Do not seek him out. You remain unavenged."

Third thing she does is check up on her loyal agents who tell her "We know where he's going You're not going to like it." This is immediately followed by the reveal that Jason is going to Gotham.

So uhhhh... Why doesn't Talia want him to go to Bruce now? Also, why does Talia think that being unavenged would mean Jason going to Bruce was a bad idea? Like how is the unavenged bit not a complete nonsequitor?

Cause the thing is, we the audience know what Jason is like in the future, Lost Days was written after UtRH, but Talia doesn't know Jason's personality, she's only met him while he was incapable of communication, so what reason does she have to assume this would impact him like this?

Hypothesis one: She knew about Felipe, thinks he killed him, and thus counts him as a killer of abusers, someone who would want revenge.

Seems pretty unlikely. There's absolutely nothing in the text to support this, it's completely made up conjecture. Also, she doesn't seem to think Jason is the type of person to do revenge all that harshly in later panels.

Hypothesis two: She's counting on the temporary adrenaline-rage-pain boost from the Pit to convince him to be mad about the whole unavenged thing.

Why tho? Like, for realsies, there's no reason for her to try to do this? If this is a plan to keep him away from Bruce, it's a dumb one, like why would that be her choice of strategy?? Also the letter contradicts this.

Hypothesis three: She believes it was wrong of Bruce not to avenge him, or at least thinks that most people would be incredibly angry to find they weren't avenged

Baring her just being fucking precognitive and knowing the future for no good reason, this seems like the most likely cause. Growing up in the League hasn't exactly given her a view of how healthy people handle their anger, and violent retaliation is a nigh daily obstacle for her to navigate. It means she told him that because she thought it was important and she probably always intended to tell him whenever he healed enough to understand it.

Hypothesis four: She assumed him finding out was inevitable, and wanted to do that in a controlled manner... uhhh... and the best controlled manner avaliable was... while flinging him off a cliff??? Instead of in the letter?????

Not buying this one.

We see Jason try to kill Bruce and then get him explaining himself to Talia.

That's... that's not how sociopathic works I'm pretty sure... whateves...

Talia seems to have believed there would have been a fight about the Joker, but not that Jason would have actually tried to kill him. Or at least not that Jason would have tried to really, truly kill him in such a cold, calculated way once all forms of Laz juice were out of his system.

So again, why the fuck was she preventing him and Bruce from meeting?! Would the Dark Knight not have survived a fist fight with an angry sixteen year old??

I don't get it. That's uhhhh- that doesn't make any sense to me. I guess she was just wary of how bad the confrontation might get, but not fully expecting this kind of rage? Maybe she was acting much more confident of her decisions in front of her father and was really worried about this outcome? I dunno, and that's all the evidence we've got!

And now we have a new problem! Why does Talia agree to help him?

She believes she's released a curse into this world. She believes that she has kickstarted a nasty cycle of violence spiral. She doesn't want to see Bruce hurt or killed by his kid.

So the only conclusion left is that she thinks she can better mitigate the damage by helping and misdirecting than she can by actually confronting Jason. Considering who she interacts with, that seems perfectly reasonable.

ON TO ISSUE #3

We get some proper answers here hopefully

Our previous idea about why she was helping him was correct, this is an attempt to keep him less violent, steer him towards other things, and let his desire for revenge fizzle or find a different target.

She's not giving him over to Bruce because Bruce would never forgive her for having kept Jason from him... And also Jason will fucking kill Bruce.

Make special note here of the idea that sex is why she isn't beating the crap out of this guy. Put a pin in that. It'll be important later.

Back down at the murder ranch, Jason finishes killing his teacher and then explains himself

I believe she's genuinely happy about this, because it is actually a step in the direction she wants him to take. He went from being completely obsessed with just killing the father who didn't avenge him, to saving a bunch of kids and delaying his own revenge goals to do it. The tin man IS growing a heart. Her plan is, miraculously, kinda working!

ON TO ISSUE #4

Further proof that her plan is working: Jason leaves Rip, the mercenary driver, alive. He's developing standards for who he is and isn't willing to kill, and those standards are evolving because he is being pushed outside his conflict with Bruce.

His treatment of the bomber's connection with the mob is further proof of this.

That little smile and her gently nudging him towards the idea that he's picking "old habits" back up is very telling. She's guiding him back to the path of actually being a Hero. I think this is meant to imply that Talia is deliberately throwing scumbags towards him to not only distract him, but also to remind him of the heroism he did before he died and give him new purpose beyond mere violence towards Bruce.

And again, her plan is working! He's doing hero stuff!

Aaaaand now we have another curveball. Why show him Tim?

Again, him finding out about this was probably inevitable. He seems more chill, the dark circles under his eyes are gone, I think she's hoping that while in the middle of a new investigation Jason will be in as good a place as she can find to tell him about this.

It's better than mid cliff dive, if nothing else.

Now, to head this off at the pass, because I've seen people assert this in other posts before: this is definitively, absolutely, 100% guaranteed, NOT WHEN TITANS TOWER HAPPENS. He hasn't even come up with using the red hood as a persona when she shows him this picture, so even if he let the extremely time sensitive bombing plot go for a day or two worth of private jetting to beat up the new guy, there's no way in HELL Tim would be able to recognize the Red Hood as Jason. Heck, Tim wouldn't even be with that set of Titans yet, the fucking HUSH plotline hasn't even happened yet!! Okay moving on...

ON TO ISSUE #5

Talia isn't in this one

Jason acts as a Hero. Tim man definitely has a heart.

I really like this plotline tbh, it's just great.

He kills all but one of the Russian mobsters that come to kill him and then he runs out of ammo on the last, and that guy offers up the Joker's location in exchange for his life.

This is when the Tin Man relapses.

ON TO ISSUE #6

CONTENT WARNING FOR DISCUSSION OF CONSENT ISSUES

He hunts the Joker down and fails to kill him. I want to emphasis here, that failing to kill the Joker is a failure to adhere to the morals that Jason has established for himself, and a failure to keep being an anti-hero the way Talia was encouraging him to be.

This is not him being a good guy. This is him getting worse again. This is him failing to care about the world and things other than his own revenge.

Once again he explains himself to Talia, and reveals that he's known for a while now that she's been stalling him.

And then they fuck, and Jason wakes up alone.

So what just happened and why?

First of all I think the fact he KNEW he was being stalled combined with his heroism prior to the Joker being brought up strongly implies that Talia's plan would have kept working and that Jason would have kept letting it work, drawing him more and more into just being an anti-hero. He has a heart, he has morals, but his rage for Bruce and the Joker eclipses those morals pretty completely. Talia's plan was always to guide him away from revenge and it might have worked if he hadn't run out of ammo at the wrong time.

Secondly, Talia has just been given a bunch of reasons to feel threatened. Her plot was revealed, and Jason no longer has reason to believe that she isn't an obstacle to his goals.

Considering the sheer amount of violence that Talia regularly narrowly escapes only through manipulation and leveraging men's emotions, it seems pretty reasonable to me that she'd assume she needed to do both those things in order to protect herself.

She tells Jason about Ra's death, claiming that she's angry with Bruce for that. I don't know if this is the truth, but it would serve this purpose either way. She's giving him reasons to believe she's still on his side. Then she gets emotional leverage on him by sleeping with him. Take that pin out of the fact that she didn't beat that other guy for talking out of turn to her because she was fucking him. Then she escapes while he's asleep and only contacts him again from afar.

She does both of these things because she is afraid that a freshly refocused on vengeance Jason will hurt or kill her if she doesn't. After all, she herself is a killer. Jason might just decide it's her turn to join his other teachers.

The scene of them sleeping together isn't framed as traumatic for Jason; he seems to be perfectly willing.

There two very important questions that need answered before we cast judgments though: Is Jason still a minor when this happens? How old is Talia in comparison to Jason?

The only indication of timeline that we have is that it takes place JUST prior to Hush, as the story ends with Jason meeting Tomas Elliot. According to the Batman Chronology Project, Tim should be 16 during the events of Hush. We know Jason is about two years older than Tim, making him 18 during this scene.

According to Dennis O'Neil "I’m pretty sure that Talia is still a young woman – young by our standards, not just her father’s." According to some random fucker on an ancient comicvine forum going by the handle "brock4618", O'Neil said in a different interview that she was 18 when Bruce kissed her and is about Dick's age, not Bruce's age. I can't find O'Neil saying that, but it does line up with the quote we know is real.

So this was a case of an extremely traumatized 18 year old boy agreeing to sleep with a woman in her twenties after he accidentally made her feel that she needed to use sex and emotional manipulation to protect herself from his possible violent retaliation.

This is still a deeply unpleasant situation, but it's so much better than the initial impression that I got!

CONCLUSIONS TIME

Talia healed Jason because

She's a kind and loving person, and was especially kind and loving when she was younger. She wants to help Bruce, she wants to help Jason, and she wants to help her father. She did it for love.

Talia kept Jason's existence a secret from Bruce because

Her father demanded she keep it a secret, then she was afraid Bruce would hate her for it, and by the time she ought to be warning Bruce about Jason, well he was a scary motherfucker and she was in too deep.

Is Talia portrayed as a sexually predatory monster?

No. A woman using sex to escape violence is not predatory; I will fucking fight you. That whole scenario was bad, but acting like she's evil for this doesn't pan out unless you disagree with some of the facts of the case. It also really doesn't feel like Winick intended for the audience to assume this was predatory. Jason never seems uncomfortable with the fact it happened, and he even gives Jason a bit of beard scruff to help convey that he's older now. (it uh... it didn't work. Because I thought Talia was like 52 at minimum. Also just the timeline. But that was the intent I feel)

Is Talia attempting to make Jason more vengeful?

No. Exact opposite actually, every lie and manipulation is in service of preventing him from going on his vengeance quest, guiding him to be a better person, and protecting herself and others.

As a side note: I haven't touched the potential misogyny or racism angles, because that's simply beyond the scope of this analysis. I don't have the time, energy, or resources to dig into this myself, you'll have to find a different post for that angle, sorry.

So... yeah. That's my findings, I hope at least one other person finds this useful!

#jason todd #talia al ghul #lost days #nightmarishly long analysis that I hope is half decent lol

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deeply-unserious-fellow · 7 months ago

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This shot is going to haunt me for at LEAST the next couple months. Like. It's driving me insane. And it's all because of one stupid, tiny detail.

The blood drips on Vox's mouth

Now, there are 3 reasons this is bothering me so much. 1 is obviously the fact that THEY ARE ON THE WRONG SIDE OF HIS MOUTH, 2 is that there's no real reason the blood drips would be appearing in this moment, and 3 is that this is part of a sequence where VAL AND ANGEL ALSO BOTH HAVE PINK LIQUID DRIPPING FROM THEIR MOUTHS.

Now, there are possible, very reasonable explanations for the blood drips(which I feel the need to clarify have been CONSISTENTLY on the left side of his mouth in every shot except for like one other): it could be an animation error, simple as that. It could also be that they just switched the sides so the blood drips would be more noticeable, but I'm not really sure why they would do that? Because A, I edited the screenshot so that the blood drips are in their normal position and it literally looks fine

And B, why would it be extra important for us to know the drips are THERE unless they have some kind of significance in the context of Poison? Every detail in an animated show is deliberate because each panel literally has to be drawn out. If they flipped Vox's blood drips to the other side in this scene in order to draw attention to it, then there's a REASON behind it, there is something important going on here.

I think it's also important to acknowledge the only OTHER time Vox's blood drips have been on the right, this shot in the finale:

Though in this shot there's also an extra drip on the left, and the two on the right are both different sizes, which. Isn't how they normally look. The drips in this frame just overall look a lot more natural then the usual ones? Which I haven't added a picture of yet but they look like this

Two, same sized red stripes on the left side of his mouth. Anyways those are the only two times they look different, and the two moments have literally nothing in common so I can't figure out why they would be different THERE. The best explanation I can think of for the one from the finale is that a story board artist made an artistic choice(hence the drips looking significantly more natural, mor like Alastor's at the end of Stayed Gone), and then it never got changed or corrected or whatever because the frame where his face is right up in the camera last for like a split second. But Idk. That explanation doesn't really apply to the Poison shot because they look EXACTLY the same aside from being on the wrong side and the Poison shot lasts a lot longer than the close up in the finale does.

I would also like to point out that the drips switching sides is NOT a Val make out session exclusive, because when they're making out in the finale, the drips are still on the left. Like you can see the right side of his mouth in this shot and it's completely drip free.

That was a LOT of text for just one section but ONTO REASON NUMBER 2!!!!!! There is no reason Vox would be doing the fucking mouth bleeding thing in that scene.

Those blood drips only appear on Vox's mouth when he's really, REALLY worked up. The times we see them he's typically REALLY angry or REALLY excited. Like, emotions that would typically cause an adrenaline rush. And there's no real reason he would be having an adrenaline rush in this scene? Like unless wanting to make out with someone real real bad gives you an adrenaline rush I wouldn't know I'm ace. But even if that IS the case, shouldn't the drips disappear after Angel interupts them?

There's no energy in his expression when he looks at Angel, no real evidence that he's feeling anything beyond "ugh this guy again". No reason he would still have the drips. And it's not even really an animation thing, because there was plenty of time to get the drips to subtly go away in this shot. But no. They stay for the whole time. Also, while looking through GIFs to find one of this scene, I noticed that Vox literally NEVER has the blood drips when he's frowning. There a couple shots where it would make sense for the drips to appear(like when he calls Adam a pussy for not killing Al), but they don't, and in all of those shots he's frowning. So for this to be the ONLY TIME the blood drips don't dissappear when he stops smiling? Idk seems kinda sus.

Now. The final, and possibly most concerning reason this scene won't leave me the fuck alone: Angel and Val are drooling to.

(IM SO SORRY FOR THE HORRIBLE QUALITY I HAD TO GET THE SCREENSHOT FROM A LOW QUALITY REPOST OF THE MUSIC VIDEO OFF OF YOUTUBE-)

It's really, really subtle, like to the point where I didn't actually notice it until I saw somebody else point it out, but in the scene where Angel is breaking down after all the SHIT Val put him through over the course of the Poison music video, he has a little bit of neon pink coming out of his mouth. He then wipes it away, looks at his hand, and turns to look at Vox & Val.

And Val has it to. All three of them have the same bright pink dripping from their mouths. And granted, Vox & Val are in a very limited color pallette, and the red in Vox's design got swapped for that same bright pink, and his drips are usually the same red as his eyes, but the fact that it's the same color as the spit(?) coming out of Angel & Val's mouths should at least be a little noteworthy, right?

ALSO!!!!!!! I literally just now put this together- the pink substance is coming off of the right side of Vox and Angel's mouths, but the left side of Val's. It's a small detail, but given that the main reason this scene is driving me up the goddamn walls is that Vox's drips are ON THE WRONG SIDE OF HIS MOUTH, there's gotta be something to it.

Anyways, these points have all been driven into the ground already. Everybody and their mother have been taking this scene and analyzing it, saying the same shit I just did in a bunch of different ways. I'm rehashing all of this because it's relevant to the conversation, but at this point it's kinda like just pointing out the obvious. BUT! I do want to try bringing something new to the table, something that might ALSO explain why Vox's drips are on the wrong side(again, same side as Angel's), so bear with me here:

I've pointed this out before, but Poison is a pseudo dream sequence. It's constantly cutting back and forth between Angel living it up vs him suffering extensively. This is the most obvious during the dance sequence with the giant blue screens(which I cannot provide a GIF of bcuz I have already reached the image limit for this post-). The very obvious dichotomy is meant to show us how Angel uses his mask to cope with the constant abuse, he literally says he's dissociating in the song, but it ALSO means that a lot of the stuff we're seeing in this sequence isn't literal. The scene with Vox and Val might be part of that.

Vox and Val are in a very different color pallette from everything surrounding them. They're both colored in dark blues and neon pink, purple & blue. The demon beside them, however, is not. That demon is colored more naturally. And while, from a technical stand point, I think it's mostly just to make sure Vox & Val pop and are the center of our attention, it could ALSO mean that this is specifically a part of Angel's dream sequence. It's how Angel sees them. And Vox's drips are on the wrong side.

Now, I don't wanna say that this means Angel feels that Vox is in a similar situation to him, because it feels. Weird. But then again, this shot is the only thing we have on Angel's view of Vox! We know plenty about how Vox views Angel, it's not like. Specific. It's just pretty obvious that Vox Does Not Like Him. But we have nothing concrete on Angel's view of Vox(or Velvette for that matter but that's not relevant rn). Which is interesting, because Angel DEFINITELY has oppinions on him. Vox is dating Valentino, Angel's abuser, and never does anything to stop the abuse. That's gotta lead to some built up resentment, y'know? But all we have right now to show us Angel's view of Vox is something that, if you look deep enough, seems to imply he feels more empathetic towards the guy then anything else? Again, Vox and Angel's pink drips are on the right. Valentino's pink drips are on the left. Vox's blood drips are almost always on the left. But they aren't here. They're on the same side as Angel's. You see what I'm getting at here? Wether Angel is RIGHT about Vox being "on the same side" as he is remains to be determined, but still.

Anyways, I could just be over thinking this. I have a long, storied history of taking small details that are probably just mistakes and blowing them completely out of proportion. Ask literally any of my friends abour Bird Teeth and they will confirm. Plus, I'm probably gonna end up over thinking this shit for all of May and completely change my mind on what the reversed blood drips mean, I have a tendency to do that. But for now this is my theory; the reason Vox's blood drips are on the wrong side of his mouth in Poison is because Angel views Vox as being in a similar situation with Valentino to the one he himself is in. Not the exact same, but similar enough to warrant sympathy at the very least.

#can you tell that I just randomly came to that conclusion like half way through writing this?#hazbin hotel #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel vox #vox hazbin hotel #hazbin valentino #hazbin hotel valentino #valentino hazbin hotel #angel dust #hazbin angel dust #hazbin hotel angel dust #angel dust hazbin hotel #theory #hazbin hotel theory #gal overanalyzes random shit

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ryuichirou · 2 months ago

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A bunch of TWST hcs

Guess what! A bunch of headcanons!

Since we have a lot of asks about them, and I can’t quite write long lists for some of these asks, I figured I’d group them in one post.

Some of those are pretty old, so I’m very sorry for the wait!

Today we talk about twst boys’ reaction to Trey’s “not a virgin” sign, about twst boys getting becoming soft older men, crying fetish, foot fetish and uhh abortion (not a lot though).

thestarlightfae asked:

What are the twst boy's reactions to Trey's new accessory? How red does Riddle turn? ...Did he already know?

Good question!

It partially depends on whether Trey was lucky enough to lose his virginity with Riddle or not… both options are good, and I can’t pick one 😭 But in both of these cases Riddle would get super red, either because he now feels like everyone knows that they had sex (even though the sign doesn’t specify who was Trey’s first), or because he is shocked to learn that Trey’s already had sex with someone. It feels too weird to think about it, to even imagine it, so Riddle might end up coping by thinking that there is no indication that the sign is telling the truth about Trey. Yes, that thought will make him feel much better… still kind of warm inside though because he can’t stop thinking of Trey as a sexual being now lol

Cater is the type to say “no waaay, Trey you betrayed us virgins”, as if he is himself a virgin. He isn’t. He is a hypocrite lol

Savanaclaw boys wouldn’t care much, but Jack would get secondhand embarrassment for some reason while looking at Trey’s sign. Maybe he’ll even get angry: he doesn’t need to know who fucks in this school!

Octavinelle wouldn’t care much, but Azul would tell the tweels to investigate just in case. Actually, Jade and Floyd might tease Trey about it the next time they get to interact, but nothing much, just dropping a couple of subtle jokes about Trey being sexually experienced. Poor Trey.

Kalim and Jamil… really wouldn’t care at all, would they? 🤔 Jamil would probably get annoyed by everyone making such a big deal out of it, but it’s NRC, they always make a big deal out of things like this.

Rook 100% knew about it. Even if Trey didn’t tell him, it’s not like he could keep any secrets from Rook-the-attentive-friend. He would still react obnoxiously and somehow make the situation worse by trying to be supportive about it lol

Vil’s reaction would probably be a “huh”. It’s not super surprising, it really makes sense, but… I guess he just haven’t thought about it like that before. He is mildly curious about the details, and he knows Rook 100% knows the tea, so he might ask him later.

Epel is just upset that someone is having sex and it’s not him… he knows it’s kind of stupid to get upset over it but…

Idia wouldn’t be surprised but he would rant about how typical it is for a nice, looking “plain and nerdy” guy to be someone who fucks, and that people like Trey are falsely considered nerdy and goofy, and that in actuality a lot of people pick people like Trey as their hasbandos, so why are we even talking about him fucking: of course he fucks, look at him, it’s been obvious for ages now.

Ortho doesn’t really care, but he is very intrigued by Idia’s reaction…

Diasomnia boys wouldn’t care much either, but Lilia would absolutely torment Trey about it at some point, he is his classmate, after all. Plus, he loves teasing the youth about those things~ And he is all about gossip, so he wants to know the tea!! He should ask Vil after Rook tells him about it lol

Anonymous asked:

All the guys are pretty fit (or malnourished in Idia's case), but do you think any of them will start to put on some extra pounds as they grow older? Idk I just like soft older men

Very good question, Anon!

The first thought that both Katsu and I had was Trey lol I guess he is destined to become a little chubbier over the years. Both of his parents are slim, but Trey himself has this “soft older man” vibe, plus he is likely to become less active as he gets older, plus his access to bakery...

Riddle, but only if he stays with Trey. He’d live a much more chill life than he does now, filled with warmth, indulgence and baked goods…

I doubt that it will happen, but I also want Ruggie to become a bit on a chubbier side. He’s even more malnourished than Idia right now :( Let him eat a lot!!

I am very tempted to say that Azul would become chubbier because we love unhinged chubby boss types of characters (I know very specific), but since Azul is probably prone to gaining weight, he would probably stay overly attentive to his diet and exercise and stay slim :(

Kalim will start gaining weight when he becomes a grandpa, and it might happen pretty suddenly. One day he is Kalim, and then after a certain point suddenly he is Sultan lol

Epel might gain a little bit of weight once he settles down in Harveston… I know I’m saying it just because of his meemaw, and she is an old lady, but somehow it makes sense in my head.

Who else… I am also tempted to say Sebek because he reminds us of Diedrich from Kuroshitsuji lol I don’t know what needs to happen for Sebek to become chubbier but that would be wonderful.

Anonymous asked:

Who from the twst boys has a crying kink? You know, they like to see their lover cry? (I’m pretty sure they have crying videos for this purpose.)

VERY GOOD QUESTION, ANON. VERY GOOD KINK.

I am that twst boy I think a lot of them do, actually, or at least this is one of the scenarios I could picture for a lot of boys… But I’ll mention those who come to mind the most when thinking about this fetish.

Ace – not necessarily a kink, but he does get the tingles when Deuce starts crying because of how he is enjoying sex. So kind of? But maybe it’s because he starts kind of panicking on another setting, like he is supposed to comfort a person because he took things too far (let’s be honest he’s out there making people cry with his comments).

Trey – one of his darker kinks he is deeply ashamed of. He can’t help it – he feels physical arousal whenever he sees someone cry, especially if they are choking with tears and can’t talk. He is always the first to comfort the crying person because he can’t let the crying continue – it’s going to drive him insane. But sometimes he just wants to shove his dick in the mouth of a person that can’t breathe through nose anymore because they’ve been crying so hard it’s all stuffy now.

Cater – I can’t explain it and have no proof, but I know for a fact that this guy has some weird special photo collections on his phone, and it might as well be this. It is not as intense as Trey’s situation, and probably started just as a mild interest, but somehow he took things too far… not like he practices it irl, but…

Octa-trio – yes all three of them. They could show each other a picture of someone crying and all of them will get way too excited about it. Whenever Jade and Floyd bully, I mean, collect stuff from Azul’s debtors, they are very encouraged to take photos and videos of the entire thing. Also, all three of them really love licking tears off someone else’s face… is that a merpeople thing?

Rook – he is into all kinds of emotions, and crying is one of the most precious one of them. He also has a big collection of pictures… not a lot of videos, unfortunately, but he probably stares at the crying pictures most often out of the entire cast. He loves all kinds of crying: devastated, joyous, ecstatic, and he especially really loves the sounds of it and the way the eyelashes look when they’re wet… He is very proud to be one of the few people who’s seen Vil cry. Vil isn’t proud of it though, because whenever he feels like crying he knows that it’s going to make Rook fucking horny.

Ortho – I guess he is in Rook’s squad of “I am into anything” lol Because he is interested. At some point he started recording people crying… because he was fascinated by it, since he himself can’t cry. But then he got very into causing someone to cry. His digital heart usually bleeds with Idia cries, but at the same time, when he does it not because of bad memories, but because of deep and devastating embarrassment… Ortho loves it!! And Ortho will continue to cause situations like this when Idia expects it the least~

Lilia – he loves it a lot. His preferred way to make his partner cry is overstimulation, but he also really loves the thrill of emotionally tormenting and teasing the boy to the point that he is just sobbing all helpless, confused about the situation and his own feelings.

Malleus – not in a sadistic way, I just think he loves it when his lover is so overwhelmed with his feelings that he can’t help but weep pathetically while fucking him. It’s not like it happened or anything, but… theoretically…. You know, just playing with the idea… maybe when it actually happens, Malleus won’t like it…

Crewel – come on I had to mention him. When he makes his students cry, he feels such joy. Not only in a sexual way, but in a sadistic way in general… but also, in a sexual way. Tears is one of his favourite body fluids and it’s an absolute must for him when he is fucking someone. He could make anyone cry, verbally or physically.

Anonymous asked:

I couldn't find anything about it. Foot fetish hcs? *sits in horny corner*

Hi, horny foot fetish Anon!

This is a fetish we aren’t super into (I did draw it before though now that I think about it lol not with twst though…), but out of the cast I can think about a bunch of guys that would be into it. 🤔 Let me share my thoughts. 🤔

Ace – a liiiiiittle bit, but his is mostly just heel fetish he is in denial about. Would be super embarrassing to admit that he likes the sound of his housewarden walking. But also, I kind of want Ace to have a fetish he is super embarrassed about, and I think this one works. Maybe he watches too much porn and it poisoned his brain…

Floyd and Jade both in a way, but ESPECIALLY Floyd. Jade is more of a “tickling and teasing” kind of guy, and he has fascination with legs and feet as someone who only got them recently, but Floyd is very into them. Especially if they don’t look like his own feet, like very small ones for example. He would genuinely enjoy warm and soft feet on his dick, I think… but then again, he would also try to bite them off because of excitement lol

Rook – definitely. You can’t look at this man and tell me he isn’t into feet. One day he would ask Vil to step in paint or oil and leave a footprint on a piece of paper for him… Vil is kind of reluctant about it most of the time, but then he sees Rook’s reaction and gets kind of into it (he loves being worshipped after all), and then Rook kind of gets it too far and it’s weird again. 🤔

Ortho – he is also very interested in feet because they are a novelty to him, and in a way his interest is pretty innocent, but there are still some horny undertones in how he approaches it. Idia doesn’t know which feet library his AI accessed to create such a little foot-fetishy monster, but he is 75% sure Ortho has his own feet database by now.

Anonymous asked:

i don't remember if you ever did abortion hcs, so if you didn't, who would owo

You know, Anon, pregnancy-related stuff isn’t really our cup of tea unless it’s very specific scenarios, but for some reason I kept coming back to your ask…

I won’t give you a list, but those who I could picture the scenario with: Jamil, Vil, Epel.

Also we love to talk about Lilia breaking Malleus’ eggs, so I guess that also would count as an abortion… Technically a murder- No wait, the egg is out, but it’s not cracked yet- I guess it’s still an abortion lol

#replies #headcanons

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