#like if you cannot look at another human being with love or just leave them alone

[phantomyre]

The venom in Sephiroth’s voice was anything but subtle. Sephiroth could lightly regard anyone else’s plight in favor of his own. And while others would have spurned it all in the name of calling Sephiroth a full-bred monster, Vincent could understand Sephiroth’s point of view to some degree. However, he also knew that what Sephiroth knew of the Turks was only from the viewpoint of someone who had no understanding of kindness, of sympathy, a conscience, or simply moral dilemma. One couldn’t have a set of morals without an opposing side to compare it with. There was no point in correcting Sephiroth’s opinions in that respect.

“I cannot speak for the other departments. But as a Turk, the only way to leave Shinra is death. To defy ones orders could also lead to the same punishment.” The Turks were like walking secret databases. They were a huge liability to the company. The only free Turk was a dead Turk. Once a Turk, always a Turk.

Perhaps to Sephiroth, death was indeed a choice. But for mortals, it was the end of everything. Yet knowing this, Vincent had chosen to defy Hojo. He should have been dead. But instead, he had received an even worse punishment. Neither of them had the choice of becoming a monster. But unlike Sephiroth, Vincent did have a choice stepping into Shinra and submitting himself as a permanent employee of Shinra. He had a choice to become complacent and allow Hojo to work unsullied. He would have probably been high up in the ranks, and still be human, well respected within Shinra as head of the Turks. But now he was a killing machine, Sephiroth was a monster, and Lucrecia’s existence hung in the balance. If death could be considered a choice, then technically Sephiroth was correct. Knowing what Vincent knew of the Jenova cells, death was a luxury to even Sephiroth. The man was indeed a prisoner to the inevitable. It was tragic… something Sephiroth was quick to remind Vincent about. What was more blood on top of blood already spilled?

Vincent knew there was little he could do to explain the reasoning behind his motivation to spare the life of another. A soft glare crossed over Vincent’s face as Sephiroth trivialized his past murders. At this point, he couldn’t tell if it was Sephiroth or Jenova trying to worm their way under his nerves. Either way, he could feel a trap once again being laid. It was just a ploy to get him to do even more killings. “…What makes you think I could easily take theirs, when I hesitate to take yours?” Sephiroth had killed more than all the Turks combined. He was the most feared being in the entire planet, outside of Jenova. While one could argue Sephiroth had committed the greater evil, the flip-side could also be stated that Sephiroth saw himself as a savior. The Turks were ‘just doing their job’. Sephiroth was ‘just doing what Jenova wanted’. The sharp gaze from Sephiroth didn’t visually affect Vincent, but he felt it very keenly all the same. It was fleeting, but that response was coming from the depths of a hurt boy buried long ago. As Sephiroth drew his gaze upward, his second comment caught Vincent a bit off guard. Was Sephiroth admitting he had wished he had perished those many years ago…? Vincent wouldn’t have doubted such a dark thought had crossed his mind. It had certainly been one of his own wishes as well. The question made the gunslinger grimace and look away, diverting his gaze towards some of the gaping caverns where the winds were swirling. He wasn’t any better than Sephiroth. But at least he had something to anchor his sanity onto-- For now at least. He was merely a step away from becoming no different. “To kill the son of the woman who loved him” Vincent spoke more to himself than to Sephiroth, his fist tensing slightly at his side. "Or to let him live, knowing he would suffer." The guilt-laden gunslinger lifted his eyes, finally meeting Sephiroth's dagger-like gaze; his own eyes reflecting something akin to sympathy and less malice. "You were robbed of a normal life, yes." "...But should I have deprived you of a chance to live, as well?"

The night wore on, and as the two made there way up the mountains through the snow, morning had begun to break, eventually casting a light glow over the land. However, it didn't give off its usual warmth. Even the sun's warmth was in competition with the impending terror that was wading through the snow and towards the Whirling Maze. Even the planet itself seemed to tremble the closer Sephiroth and Vincent approached their destination. It seemed all but certain the planet would meet its demise. Vincent could feel the planet's pulse grow stronger, tugging at his chest as if begging him not to move further. But if he were to spare the lives of those he cared about, he had no choice but to follow the planet's most feared enemy, knowing he was also now an accomplice.

All the while, neither of them spoke a word even though both were hyper aware of one another's presence. One was tirelessly hastening towards his goal with reckless abandon, while the other was feeling the weight of every footstep getting heavier, and more blood stained the closer their destination became. Vincent's mind was trying to puzzle the pieces together, contemplating what all would befall Cloud and the others once they did meet up.

No matter how one could spin it, the fact that Vincent was now serving as a protector of Cloud's and the planet's worst enemy, not to mention his friend's murderer... it spelled betrayal on a level that would have put Cait Sith aka Reeve to shame. If the entire party turned against him, so be it. Perhaps it would be better in the long run for their sake. Vincent had sworn to never get close to anyone again. But here he was worrying about the bond he had with his friends, especially Cloud-- the fragility of life, friendship, and forgiveness. If things went exactly the way Sephiroth and Jenova intended, Vincent would lose them all, including Lucrecia. Even if they managed to defeat Sephiroth and Jenova, the planet was already on the verge of death. Sephiroth was merely enabling and hastening the inevitable. And once the planet had had enough, he would still be left alone, and Lucrecia's spirit would be lost to the abyss along with every other soul Vincent had ever cared about. So why was he going through with this...?

At this time, the snow had all but vanished, being exchanged for some more harsh winds that threatened to cast off any and all over the depths of the canyon. No sane individual would cross such a dangerous path. The essence of death was growing stronger from within the caverns of the Maze, indicating to Vincent that several had made this place their resting place. He could already tell it would soon become a tomb for countless hooded figures, should they dare to venture further in pursuit of Sephiroth.

Vincent's thoughts were diverted once he heard Sephiroth's voice, guiding his attention to the large edifices and winding path before them. Though he had never ventured into this place before, Sephiroth’s words told him everything he needed to know when it came to how close their destination was. The sinking feeling was more keen than ever.

Vincent watched as Sephiroth turned towards him, crimson and mako colors clashing in a brief moment of mild confusion. The question wasn't exactly surprising. But the genuine curiosity got Vincent's attention more than the question itself. Why did Sephiroth care? Was this just a ploy to pull out any weakness from the gunslinger? Or was Sephiroth actually curious about what made Vincent a sympathizer instead of a cold-blooded murderer?

For a moment, Vincent stared at Sephiroth, a hint of surprise in his eyes before he decided to answer. "Not all who bear the mark of Shinra are mindless killers. Humans aren't that simple." Vincent began, looking off the side to look at the canyons around them, or perhaps he was sparing himself Sephiroth's gaze. "Sometimes... they don't have a choice when it comes to committing atrocities. Just like when you didn't have a choice to become what you are today." Perhaps Sephiroth could understand that much, but even then, Vincent knew it would have been ludicrace to hope for Sephiroth to have any sympathy for humans at this point.

"If I didn't spare them, then it would be easier to take the lives of many more." In essence, he would become numb to killing. He furrowed his brow and shut his eyes for a moment, keeping some thoughts to himself, the wind tossing his hair and cloak in a chilling breeze.

A moment later, he lifted his head and allowed their eyes to join once again, a slight hint of determination in his gaze. "...and should I fail to quell the beast inside, I would become no different... than you."

[huellitaa]

defining your life (literally) ୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

okay so i know you've heard this a billion times before but you are the creator of ur life. and one of the biggest parts of life is language and communication. the words you use and the phrases you say and the way you speak, to others and to urself, can have such a huge impact.

firstly think ab ur philosophies and guiding principles in your life. what do you live by? what do you believe in? what guides you in your everyday decisions? why do you do these things? what do you hope to achieve? before you can change anything about yourself, you first need to figure out what "yourself" IS. you can't change something if there's nothing to be changed, otherwise ur flogging a dead horse.

linking back to what i said previously, words have power. as i've said many times before, our realities and beliefs are unique to us as individuals, which therefore makes them easily malleable because we as humans are easily malleable. we define our realities, and our words are a very important component in that. like a precious relic or prized treasure, they each hold their own meanings and values to each and every one of us. which is why it's so important yet so overlooked to truly take a moment and just think about what ur saying and what it means to you.

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 a few things you need to define before you go seeking:

🧸𓂃 ࣪˖ peace

something many people seek, but not many actually find. you cannot search for something if you do not know what it is that you're searching for. what is peace? is it the short lived silence of an empty house, or feeling truly and utterly content with your life? is it fleeting, like any other emotion, or is it a permanent state of which you can maintain over time? what does it mean?

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ friends

who are the people you call your friends? who are the people you'd be proud to call your friends? are you proud of your current friends, if any? if none, what would they add to you? what are friends supposed to be like? are they supposed to embarrass you and put you down, or support you and make you smile and hype you up? is it genuine connection you're looking for and / or have, or is it short-lived attention from people who'll only hurt and leave you in the end?

✨𓂃 ࣪˖ happiness

is happiness the thrilling high of an irrational decision, or the long-term effect of maintaining ur health and becoming the person you always wanted to be? is happiness quick validation and dopamine hits, or is it the long lasting outcome of positive decisions and change in ur life? or is it just a feeling that comes and goes like any other? why is this the case? why do you believe this? how would you define happiness to another person?

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 a few things you need to define before you go giving:

💬𓂃 ࣪˖ love

how do u define love? romantic, platonic, familial, whatever u want. is it just a thrilling cycle of hurt, hurt, and more hurt, because that's all you've ever known, or is it learning to open ur heart no matter how scared you are to another person because despite ur fear, you have sincere and genuine trust in them that they care about you and the feeling is mutual? what would you define as love, truly?

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ energy

is energy the life force that keeps the world going around, or the burst of life you get after a cup of coffee or tea in the morning? does it hold every fibre of your being inside it, a radiance specifically unique to you? does it become drained after hanging out with the wrong people, or is it just a word you've never put much thought into rather than the sugar high after a sweet treat?

⭐𓂃 ࣪˖ kindness

what is kindness? it's such a simple thing, but is it the act of sincere sweetness towards you that you're looking for, or is it short-lived attention from people who aren't gonna be there at your deathbed and only exist to cause obstacles and issues in ur life? is it sacrificing yourself for the world around you, or is it finding a balance between kindness to yourself and kindness to others?

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 a few things you need to define for ur peace of mind:

🧁𓂃 ࣪˖ family

do you believe family is solely a case of biological relation, or is it the emotional connection that's thicker than both blood and water? are the people you hang out with every day and love with your whole heart your family, or are the toxic mother and distant father your family? how do you define this?

🐇𓂃 ࣪˖ health

what is "healthy" to you? how would you define good health and bad health to another person, and for yourself, accustomed to your own personal needs and adjustments? do you want to be healthy? how does and/or would your life look if you were to work towards this?

🩷𓂃 ࣪˖ impossibility

what do you believe are the limits of your capabilities? are there any at all? are you happy with the limits you're placing on your life, or are they simply restraints placed on you by another? what do you believe you can do and why?

🫶🏼𓂃 ࣪˖ balance

a simple word, but one that our whole lives revolve around; or at least in my sense of the definition. how would you define balance? is it important? what in your life revolves around it? what does it mean?

all my love... 💬🎀🫶🏻💗

[moeblob]

They're soulmates in every single universe and I miss them at the most random times.

[norrkatt]

fuck it when the queue runs out it runs out. i'm going to cohost and furry fediverse. i'll update this post here when i do but i want to go to bed lol Cohost: https://cohost.org/norrkatt Mastodon: https://bark.lgbt/@Norrkatt

[7nuh]

MR. CRAWLING YANDERE HEADCANONS !

CW 𓂃 gn!reader, gaslighting, canon-typical violence

AN 𓂃 ik i said i'd have HCs for all of them but this ended up being too long so... 🧍‍♀️ also unedited bc i have an exam later ill be back to edit this later pls

Mr. Crawling is the protective type. He spends half of the entire game following you wherever you go and going through great lengths to protect you from the other residents of these cursed apartments. However, I can see how that protectiveness can get twisted in the long run when you remain completely helpless and unable to defend yourself. Mr. Crawling would have no choice but to step in and make decisions for you instead because he cannot afford to lose you just like that.

Out of all the homicipher men, mr. Crawling is the one who has the most respect for your choices and boundaries. He leaves when you tell him to, patiently guides you throughout this maze, and comforts you when you are upset— and he's never violent unless threatened.

Such a sweet and gentle guy would never hurt you intentionally. He loves you too much to hurt you.

That being said, though he'll never intentionally hurt you, he doesn't realize it whenever he's being possessive and suffocating you instead. After all, having wandered these halls for so long has desensitized him to violence and made him forget all his human memories. Simply put, his concept of love is warped in its own way. He doesn't understand nor remember how to healthily love another person by societal standards, but he (usually) means well.

He may not understand love but he knows one thing for sure— you're very precious to him. You're so full of life, so kind (to him), and so persistent to find your way home despite everything. Everyone else just kind of does their own thing around there... but you need him. You give him purpose and he's ready to give himself up for you in return.

But as much as he respects you, he knows you sometimes don't know any better. You almost got yourself killed multiple times despite his numerous warnings, and he's not confident you completely understand him just yet. So whenever he feels as though something got lost in translation, he won't hesitate to push you aside or cover for you in that instance. Thankfully, you can now regenerate your limbs.

You don't know any better. This sentiment becomes a mantra that repeats itself in his head over and over again. The two of you haven't made any significant progress on finding an exit, but you've almost died more than a dozen times by now. How are you supposed to survive without him?

What even is your home like? How can he be sure that you aren't going to get yourself killed over there too? Can he follow you there too to protect you? Can't you just stay here with him instead? Would that be so terrible? Of course he wants you to find whatever you're looking for...! it's just that...

The thought of losing you only intensifies his anxiety and over-protectiveness. Whether by departure or death, he cannot stand to be apart from you. Why are you so eager to leave this place anyway?

Mr. Crawling is gentle, but love can force him to be violent. He's not as cruel as the rest, but it doesn't mean he won't be when you're put in danger, especially when his possessiveness and overprotectiveness spiral out of control. He doesn't want to restrict you in any way because he loves and respects you too much to do that, but you just keep getting yourself in trouble. He overcompensates and goes overboard instead trying to protect you, even if it means killing someone.

And the thought of you moving on and forgetting him depresses him. He knows you had a life before this, but he wants a life with you in it. He'll be selfish just this once, but never again. He'll make sure you're safe here you so don't worry about that! Just don't leave him. Just stay with him, please.

It starts little by little. He starts telling you to rest more often and misleading you farther away from the elevator. Sometimes, when you tell him to leave you alone, he pretends not to understand you anymore. When he sees that dreaded green light from a distance, he tells you there is something malicious up ahead. In times like these, he's glad you're so blindly trusting of every word he says. It's difficult for him to watch your resolve break down, but it's for the best. When you're with him, you're safe and that all that's matters.

I can see some of the others like Ms. Bride and Mr. Silvair being in on it. Ms. Bride is very excited that her wedding garments will be used for their actual purpose this time whereas Mr. Silvair finds your unconventional relationship an interesting area of study. Whenever you find yourself 'lost' (escape from Mr. Crawling), they will redirect you back to him.

Eventually, you do give up. Maybe you even become more monstrous by the day and accept that you're better off here. He loved your persistence, but maybe he can show you giving up and that staying here isn't so bad. After all, you have him. He makes sure to be extra affectionate and cuddly after you give up <3

You'll learn to accept it, won't you? For him? Whatever's beyond those elevator doors can't possibly be better than being loved unconditionally and safe within his arms. You're even free to be yourself down here! You can be as violent as you want, and Mr. Crawling will happily watch you bludgeon someone to death on the sidelines with nothing but adoration.

Alternatively, if you do find your way home, he WILL follow you whether you like it or not. But if you don't want him there... well, do expect a few inconveniences. Whatever it takes to convince you to let him stay or to convince you to come back, really. Maybe like blood on the walls spelling 'me love you' and 'me miss you' or a cold pair of arms wrapping around your waist at night.

[pyrodolls]

will you write more parts for the yandere!fan fic? 🫣

stalker! yandere boy x gn! popstar reader (part 2)

what if you had two different yanderes pining for you?

✰ warnings: stalking, mentions of murder, regular yandere tendencies, gender neutral reader

✰ a/n: damn that first part did a lot better than i thought it would, thank you guys! so how about i bring in a second yandere… i’m naming this yandere victor, and the yandere in the first part is bayani. (btw the art below is by RIP2_)

part one (with bayani) right here! a third part is coming soon, featuring both bayani and victor when they realize they both are pining for you...

stalker! yandere boy that puts in more effort than superfan! yandere boy to catch your attention. bayani could never love you. he can barely even handle you looking at him, what makes you think he’s the right one for you? he’s just a lowly coward. victor is the one for you. he loves you so much. more than bayani.

stalker! yandere boy that doesn't care about your music. not one bit. because he loves you for you! who cares what your music sounds like? he doesn't care what genre it is, or if you even have a good voice or not. he'd be the best boyfriend for you because he treats you like an actual human, not just some singing machine. besides, he personally prefers metal. maybe he can listen to it with you when you get together! it sounds like a delightful date.

stalker! yandere boy that follows you around wherever you go. he tracks your travelling patterns, and visits whatever places you visit at the exact same time. whether you fly private, commercial, or even use a train or car. doesn't matter. he will follow you. where you go, he goes.

stalker! yandere boy that would go as far as to disguise himself as someone else in order to interact with you and gain your attention. you go eat at a restaurant? victor would kill a random waiter, steal their uniform, and take their place. you stay at a hotel? he's posing as room service and will steal your clothes and belongings tidy up your room! he'll even use the key to your room to walk in and watch you sleep at night. you just look so enchanting in your sleep, how can he resist? it's not wrong, he's just keeping you safe. he is the only one that can make sure you are happy and healthy. in victor's eyes, even the strongest bodyguard cannot keep you safe. you don't need anyone else. just him.

stalker! yandere boy that tries to catch your attention anytime he can. he needs you to notice him. he needs you to say something to him, talk to him, touch him, know him, acknowledge his existence. victor needs you to validate his existence in order to continue living. without you, what would he do? he cannot handle being away from you. he cannot handle being alone. don't leave him alone. don't leave him alone. don't leave him alone. he needs you.

stalker! yandere boy that gets jealous easily. you collab with another artist or you're seen holding hands with someone in public? he's spreading a fake rumor about whoever it is and ruining their life. you shouldn't be so stupid. why associate with someone else when you have him? why ditch him for someone else? he's right there. he can be better than them. who cares what they look or sound like? victor's so much better. he can show you how much better he is, if you give him a chance.

stalker! yandere boy that is so desperate for any kind of attention from you. it doesn't matter if it's positive or negative attention. he always plays it cool and acts all smug and calm when you notice him, but on the inside he is resisting the urge to grab you and run away from the world. all he wants is to have a peaceful, isolated life with you. away from the disgusting people in the world. you and victor can be happy together.

stalker! yandere boy that is incredibly clingy. you know you need him, right? he must be near you at all times. his presence keeps you alive and happy. you keep HIM happy. he needs you. you both need each other. if he can't see or feel your presence, he will go insane. that is why he travels anywhere you go. that is why he must go to each and every one of your concerts and meet-and-greets. you assumed he was just a big fan to be at every single event, but you just can't see that he loves you much more than just some fan.

stalker! yandere boy that just wants to be with you! let him be around you. let him completely obsess over you, touch you, love you, do whatever he wants to you. he won't hurt you! he just wants a little bit of freedom to say and do whatever he wants to you once you are together, so he can make sure you don't leave him. he will make you feel so good, so loved, so appreciated. nobody will ever love you more than he does.

but there may be someone that rivals his affections. a lowly, masochistic, scrawny pest that thinks he loves you more. victor will have to do something about it before your little superfan finally decides to man up and make a move on you.

[zan0tix]

Any general thoughts on/relating to the Brobot?

Have my half awake scrawlings...

I really love the brobot!!!! People really misconstrue it and also leave it out in a lot of dirkjake talk? Its a big player in not only how dirk expresses his affection/desire towards jake but also in their multi year spanning unspoken game of gay chicken 😭😭(all of dirks splinters are but Not about them rn)

It was sent yknow under the pretense that jake loves wrestling and wished so bad to have somebody he could wrestle with. But at the same time it protects jake from the horrors of hellmurder island (seen before they strife), pushing jake into the Damsel in distress role he wasnt expecting to play even before all the shit in the game, with Dirk being his hero.

Jake says he keeps it on a high difficulty because apparently in the Novice mode he says their interactions become "too tender" and doesnt want to elaborate, Friendly reminder! His convo with jane on the SAME DAY dirk pulled off that big romantic overture and the kiss happens and him and dirk begin "dating".. is the same day he asked jane if it didnt make him weird for wanting to date dirk. And he also says hed joke around with dirk about how theyd soo make a great couple if dirk were a girl haha.

I imagine the brobot and well. Getting physical like that with a robot that supposedly looks like dirk probably gave jake his internal gay awakening at 13 but he just never wanted to actually confront it and instead just wanted to brush past everything 😭😭 (See: every single time sexuality or romance comes up in relation to jake he is literally always thinking about dirk somehow and he never directly talks about his attraction to men or how that reflects/contradicts on his self image of the Movie Star Hero guy)

and jake doesnt actually hate the thing either, he tells jane he thinks it genuinely did improve his fighting capabilities (Which we see it did in collide! he beat basically the whole felt with guns and fisticuffs alone, no hope powers.) Which serves as a pretty evident parallel to dave who also is good at fighting, even if he doesnt want to be. (see dirk + dave convo)

This one comes from hussies authors notes in the aradiabot and equius scene (which equius imagery being invoked with dirk. something i could totally rant about another time haha) but yeah. Jake was being selfish asshat in that log forcing jane into a corner and wringing what he wanted to hear out of her, and also not giving a shit about the brobot (Which served as his protector and only other semblance of human connection since he was 13 and was a BIRTHDAY GIFT FROM DIRK) KILLING ITSELF? But hes so preoccupied talking about dirk. THE REAL DIRK. And immediately after jake loses the dirk splinter that protected him, HE (AND DIRK) CREATE A NEW ONE FOR HIMSELF USING THEIR COMBINED POWERS/?

Hussie is lying.. somebody Does care about dirks feelings. a whole lot to the point they activate their powers unwittingly Because of it. and its jake. but jake just cant admit that himself. (He cannot admit his real feelings until given permission to, dirk would have to concede the game of gay chicken first using his words and not just actions)

ANYWAY. hussie is so right its so easy to get sidetracked times one million talking about this comic. BUT AHH!! BROBOT. his existence.. tragic.. Jakes really smart in knowing that all of dirks splinters enlighten aspects of himself he doesnt oft share, and the brobot served as another dirk action on the pile of dirk actions he engineers to signify his deep immense care for jake, where he lets these grand gestures and implications sit out in the open without ever actually saying what they mean and where his feelings lay.

EVEN IF ITS SUPER OBVIOUS. The d man cant use his big boy words to actually describe his feelings despite how much a yaps! so jake doesnt know if hes even allowed to say anything about his own. Fellas: Is it gay if you labour for supposedly an extended period of time to create a custom robot in your own image to ship in pieces to your best bro guy crush who is HUNDREDS OF YEARS IN THE PAST because you cant be there yourself?

I think this hal message says enough about how bad dirk wished he could visit jake 💀💀

[acidinduceddaydreams]

First Real Love with Skz

Skz x reader who was in a toxic relationship before them

Synopsis: In which you experience love, the real kind, for the first time.

Warnings: major tw for trauma in terms of mental and physical violence done by a significant other. Please don’t read if this triggers you.

a/n : this fic was my baby for a long time. Now it’s yours, please look after it. I pray it brings some comfort to you!🫶🏼

Chan:

He feels honored that you choose him to be apart of your life.

Doesn’t pry too much when you bring up your past. If you want to tell him you will and he’s content with that.

He finds you so incredibly intoxicating. He can’t believe that someone would ever treat you badly. He would fight tooth and nail to make sure you’re always happy.

Literally so in love with your more childlike/ whimsical view of the world now that you two are together. Your personality definitely changed for the better once you met him and realized that being safe should be a prerequisite in a relationship.

Minho:

Doesn’t ask about your past relationship much. Mostly relies on you telling him about it when you feel comfortable enough.

Absolutely at your service!!! If you’re having particularly unpleasant or difficult feelings or are in your own head he’s at your beck and call. Whether that’s cooking for you, feeding you (which you won’t admit you like) or even leaving you alone for a bit.

The babies (his cats) are by your side 24/7 to ground you and get you out of your head because “ they wouldn’t want their mom to be sad.”

Changbin:

Cannot fathom the idea of someone hurting you in any way whatsoever without wanting to beat them up.

Unlike Minho, Changbin will not leave you alone if you’re having a particularly bad day. He thinks you’re so precious so he will never leave your side even in a particularly bad situation.

Binnie gives the best cuddles!!!! I am 100% convinced. Cuddling is a must! It’s like free therapy. (He, himself is free therapy but wbk) his hugs and cuddles make you forget about what’s going on in your head bc binnie’s cuddles make everything better.

Hyunjin:

He’s appalled that someone could treat another human with disrespect and violence let alone you!

He’s your number one fan in everything you do. Celebrates your small wins just as grandly as the big ones. Oh you ate breakfast today. Suddenly your name and “I’m so proud of you” is all he knows how to say.

Paints with you. Yk when you put the canvases parallel to each other and paint something for the other person. Yeah you guys do that all the time as a grounding technique but also just as a way to show love to one another.

Jisung:

He’s so good at reading body language!!!!!! He is absolutely crushed when things like holding your hand or stretching his hand out to touch your cheek make you flinch, not because he’s mad or angry at you but rather at the person who ever dared to treat you this way.

Wdym personal space? Hannie’s never heard of it. He’s so good at getting you out of you head. He knows what triggers you and sometimes know when something will trigger you before you do.

He’s so attentive bc why wouldn’t he be when he has you to look after. This boy loves you so much and he shows it every day.

Felix:

Bakes for you!!!!!! Sometimes you two bake together but he usually does it in advance to you telling him you need a little extra love today.

So in love with you. Tries to show you the beauty that you are because you haven’t felt beautiful till you met him. “Oh baby you look even more gorgeous than you did yesterday, I didn’t even know that was possible.”

You remind him of sunshine and he reminds you of the sun. Clearly neither of you can exist without the other.

Seungmin:

He is super playful and witty naturally but he tones down the more mocking side for your particularly hard days. He loves you in ways that you didn’t know you could be loved.

On regular days though you two share a similar sense of humor. He loves that about you. Never lets it go too far though.

Absolutely a sucker for you. The boys tease him for being soft for you but he doesn’t care. You’re his baby and he doesn’t care who sees that.

Jeongin:

This boy is so whipped for you. He always listens to you even if what you have to say is something he has no idea about. It feels so amazing to have someone listen to you. To truly listen. He makes it look easy even though listening and not interrupting is quite hard.

He’s not a big fan of skinship but your hands are always within his and he loves it. He’s genuinely so feral for it but you don’t need to know that.

He’ll make sure to show you how someone treats someone they love every day. He’s so attentive and that makes going to him whether it’s with a problem or just to talk so easy because you know there’s no judgment from him.

[teojira]

[Sweetheart] [Noa x reader drabble]

Summary: Noa comes to you and asks what a specific nickname means, one that he found in a book

Word count: 850+

Warnings: Noa having feelings for reader and he's once again fighting for his life.

A/N: this SUCKS but it's been in my notes app for far too long and it's almost 1k words that I cannot scrap, this is a weak piece but nonetheless, I hope someone enjoys it!

Noa has been introduced to the term "sweetheart" when digging through some of Raka's stash of books the orangutan had left behind. The Ape had decided to take a trip back to where he first met him to see if there has been more to learn from his late companion. And to this surprise, there was.

Many more books that Raka has deemed fit to be left behind. It was a good thing in hindsight, Noa figured. He could ask you about the words and their meaning, for you to teach him how to read it and comprehend.

The first book he has popped open seemed to be a picture book with very few words, like the one he has seen at the human base.

There were two echoes dancing around one another, seemingingly lost in one another's gaze from what the Eagle clan leader could tell.

'You are my sweetheart.' The script said, interesting. Tucking it into his woven bag, Noa mounted his horse to head back home.

"Echo." Noa murmured, walking slowly from behind you.

You looked peaceful, the orange glow from the fire lighting up your features as you rested, a bowl of berries sat on top of your thighs.

"Welcome home, Noa." The smile you sent him was enough to make the ape trip over nothing. It was embarrassing. It made him feel like a child all over again.

After correcting himself, he eased himself down to your level, crouching to meet you.

"Need your help." Signing with one hand, moving to grab the book from the sling it was fastened in.

Your body subconsciously leans into his space, something you were usually mindful about. But he has been gone for a few days, leaving by himself along with Eagle sun and his horse.

"Why can't I come?" Huffing, you're staring at the back of Noa's head, trying your best to not let the anxiety of him leaving overtake you.

"Too far, might be dangerous." Noa shook his head, moving to strap his spear onto the horse's saddle. He knew if he turned around and looked at you, he'd cave and bring you with.

Don't turn around. Don't turn around. Don't turn. He can't take you, he can't.

The warm hand on his back is enough to make a shudder, his shoulders tense as your small hand ever so gently pats at the fur there.

"...be safe." Your voice sounds small, and only then does he turn to you, taking you in.

"I will."

It was weird being without him, you've grown so used to him being by your side.

You managed just fine despite what your brain would have you believe. You had taken on helping with the eagles in Noa's stead. Feeding, watering, making sure they come to roost at night and securing them.

It did little to keep your mind off of Noa, though. Just making you miss the chimp all the more.

If He had any issue with you in his personal space, it wasn't apparent, letting you cozy up to him.

Leaning a bit further, you peer at what's in his hands.

"Oh! You found a book?"

He hums at you, delicately cracking the small book open, careful with its worn pages to flip to the end where he found the weird name.

"What does-" He points a finger down at the word. "Sweet heart. Mean?"

"It's just an expression, a nickname." Picking up a berry to toss it in your mouth, chewing softly as you watch Noa compute your words.

"...nick..name?" He stutters over the word, raising an eye bridge.

"It's way to call your loved ones a special name. Sweetheart is one of them."

'Do you like it, being called that?' He signs, turning his body to you, taking in just how pretty you look in the fading sunlight, his eyes trained on your lips.

"Well, no one's ever called me any before, so I don't know."

You seem embarrassed, your body immediately going into defensive mode as you curl up.

Noa can change that, he thinks.

You don't think anything of that conversation after a few days past, figuring it was just another one of Noa's questioning about humans.

It isn't until you're grooming the horses, scrubbing at their coat, and ensuring that they're clean that it gets brought up again.

"Sweetheart!" A loud voice all too familiar calls out, making you jump out of your skin and drop the brush in your hands.

Whirling around, you see that it's the Eagle Clan leader himself, making his way towards you with a smile on his lips, his bright eyes trained on yours and he has a extra carrier around his shoulder, no doubt for you.

"Noa?" You're trying your best to fight off the blush that rushes to your cheeks, but it's useless. Hopefully, he thinks it's due to the heat that you're flustered, god willing.

This begins Noa's continuous use of the term. It replaces him calling your name at this point.

Sweetheart this, sweetheart that, for anything you do together, he makes sure to slip it in, loving how you react to it, that you immediately answer to him.

Anaya once tries to call you the nickname, knowing full well that Noa is flirting with you the best way he has learned how but gets shut down instantaneously, Noa playfully putting him in a headlock, huffing as he shakes his best friend.

"My Echo. Mine. Not. Yours."

[thecrabbybarista]

We should talk about The Lords in Black I'm gonna do that right now because I wanna talk about their trope subversion and symbolism and shit.

So obviously The Lords in Black are a subversion of Cosmic/Eldritch horror and I'm gonna explain how using an ant metaphor

So the classic ant metaphor for cosmic horror is to imagine that you're an ant encountering a piece of human technology, right? I believe it's usually a circuit board. The whole point is you're witnessing something deeply incomprehensible and unfamiliar.

The ant metaphor for the Lords in Black is: imagine you're an ant and a teenager starts burning you with a magnifying glass.

It's still incomprehensible, but not in the way the complexities of a circuit board is. If you were suddenly stricken by a scalding beam of light, the only way you could rationalize that is that it was an act of a god. You and your ant colony would invent and fear this god.

The Lords in Black each represent a kind of strange and inscrutable cruelty that the modern world offers, the cursed lasers that cut into our souls, from places we have no power over.

Wiggly is obviously the idol of capitalism. Animalistic desperation, commodity fetishization, and the exchange of money, products, and emotions. All of the things that the other Lords represent stem from elements of capitalism, hence why Wiggly is THE Lord in Black, the leader of his brothers. What Wiggly offers will never be enough. He is what leaves you always unsatisfied.

Nibbly is the idol of the consumption of human beings as products. Obsession with self image and presentability, trends of all kinds, and the beauty and fitness industries. People in the modern age are desperate to be consumable, and some would go to any lengths to do so. This is an attitude that especially impacts women, who feel that they need to wear make up every day just to earn respect. And when we feel the need to change to be respectable, the need to look appealing and to be consumable, the bourgeois eat well. Our quest to look special makes us like any other customer, filling. It's no mistake that the two leads of Honey Queen are women desperate to be noticed and respected. It makes them all the more eager to be eaten.

Tinky is the idol of infinity and repetition. Dead end jobs, middle class suburbia, and the inability to escape one's circumstances. It's no coincidence that the first time we see Tinky is at a wedding, a ceremony dedicated to eternal commitment, or that he's associated with CCRP, a company in which most of the workers do useless busywork all day. When you look at the life you have ahead of you, it can feel crushing. Will you ever have a real career to be proud of, or will you be stuck at this job until you die? Will you ever not struggle to make rent? Will you really love your spouse forever? What if you don't? Isn't it just easier to continue the routine than to address the problem? After Ted is driven to insanity by the Bastard's Box, after he discovers that he can't escape the person he's become, he becomes homeless, one of the most terrifying eternities a person can find themselves in, fully dependent on random acts of kindness to survive while your situation drives you further into insanity.

Blinky is the idol of the panopticon. Gossip, public drama, and unwanted attention. One of the first things Blinky does on screen is sexually objectify a girl who's fresh out of high school, and this plainly displays a consequence of living in a content driven world. There is constant scrutiny and interpretation given to your every action. At any moment, you could have over a thousand eyes on you, whether you want them there or not. The panopticon we live in captures us in moments of time, and turns the person we were in that moment into an object deserving anger, embarrassment, lust, admiration, judgement, or anything else a watcher might assign. But Blinky also targets another fear, the fear that we feel when we can't see the danger, and cannot protect ourselves or those we love. Alice's anxiety that Deb might cheat on her when she's not around are made manifest in Watcher World, and Bill's frustration at not being let into Alice's life are used against the family. We are inclined to both want and fear the panopticon. We hide, and we seek, and we expose.

Pokey is the idol of tyranny. Complacency, sedation, and obedience. The world revolves around the few and uses the many in service of this. We are all expected to fill some role in service to the rich, to work for a corporation and to buy the products of those corporations, and when we cannot fill these roles we are at risk of starving, or being kicked out of our homes. We must join them in their quest for profit, or die. But we must also accept their pacifiers or we will be driven insane. We must choose between complacency or despair in confronting our place in the world as a pawn, as an ant in the colony. Isn't it easier to accept the comforting lies? Your job is important. Corporations give people what they want. People in power deserve their power. People in power are using it well. We are happy. America is great.

These are the magnifying glasses that are being used to torment us, that we cannot make reason out of, that we've made dark gods out of. But this isn't the first time humanity has encountered scorching light from the heavens. When the people of ancient Greece witnessed burning rods of light, falling viciously from the heavens, they invented Zeus.

But we know where lightning comes from now. We know the science behind electricity and its place in the world. We know what keeps lightning away and what attracts it. We can protect ourselves from it.

But there's an important difference. Lightning is natural. It's existed long before we have and it will continue when we're gone.

The unorthodox cruelty of being alive today is not natural. We cannot logic our way into surviving it because it does not operate under a sound logic. But we can make things a little more bearable by focusing on what is sound, understandable and natural.

There is humanity. There are families friends and lovers who would go to the ends of earth to protect each other. As long as we have this humanity, we have hope.

That's why Miss Holloway's deal with the Lords erases her from living memory after her temporary deaths. To have the powers that she does she gave away the power most important to have under the Lord's rule: human connection. The only real thing we have left.

Alice and Bill escaped Blinky's manipulation through the love they have for each other

Emma survived the longest out of any character in tgwdlm because of the genuine hope Paul gave her of a better future

Lex snapped Tom out of Wiggly's control by reminding him of what his son really means to him

Ted couldn't escape Tinky's plan for him because he was too jaded to make a genuine connection with a woman.

Linda was eaten by Nibbly because she didn't have a loving connection with her father, because her father always made her believe that she was never good enough, because this mindset led her to take for granted the connections she did have in her life.

The world no longer cares about us. We have to care for each other. It's the only thing we have left

[onyourhyuck]

HIT THE BREAKS! | L.JN

— Prologue: 〞 I think my breaks is broken, Y/n. 〃 + 〞 Oh is it or do you want to check my ass when I bend over?〃

— Summary: You’re Jeno’s hot mechanic and he cannot control himself around you.

— Genre: Smut. Car Racer!Jeno x Mechanic!y/n. Mention of making out in the car. Pervert!jeno. Garage sex in a car. Boob-play. Ass obsession. Jeno has a thing for Y/n’s big tits. Groping and Jeno!BigCock agenda.

— Notes: Wanna Ride? — The Series.

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The garage was rather empty today. You didn’t have many customers, which lord forbid since you weren’t up to having so many things to deal with today. Yesterday was quite a hectic day for you. Customers were complaining and telling you to hurry up and fix their damn vehicles or what not.

You’re also human, but your customers forget that. It’s kind crude in a way. They expect you to get things done which you are, but they expect it at the click of their fingers which is ridiculous. You’re not a genie from a lamp who can magically fix their cars, motorcycles or buses.

You have your own life too outside your job. You love being a mechanic but sometimes you can’t stand people and certainly you don’t let people get away with rushing you to fix their problems.

The job you do, you love it. It’s such a hard labouring job but you genuinely enjoy it because in a way to you it’s like you’re solving puzzles. You often understand what the vehicle needs and they can be quite sensitive. They’re machines but the most little thing you do can break them. Which is probably why Jeno has pulled up to your garage unannounced. You see Jeno is a car racer and he’s a pretty darn good one but the thing is he’s very reckless and not good at keeping things alive. He can be rough and messy. The car he uses to race with always, always come to the Garage with something broken. Last time it was the breaks.

Jeno knew that his mechanic would probably start to think how much of a bad car owner he is. He always come up to the garage unnoticed sometimes because he’s always having malfunctions with that car he owns.

The boy came into the garage peeking through. He didn’t see you at first with his eyes until he was met with your figure down against a skateboard, laying on top of it, as you’re under another vehicle with a crowbar pulling at screws and branches that you’re fixing. He took notice of your lovely legs and thighs. You wore pretty shorts and a tank top.

Jeno knocks on the nearby wall with a little glance at your legs before you heard it and stopped pulling at things from under the car. The skateboard roles you out of there and you sit up watching now Jeno. Your expression was rather non-amused and not surprised.

Of course he came back again with another problem.

Your lips let out a sigh as you put the crowbar down now putting your fullest attention to Jeno. “I didn’t get a text message that you’d come along today. What is it now?” You said with a little sigh going back to fixing the motorcycle next to you as you wait for the boy’s reply. It’s clear he’s distracted with how you are bending down in the shorts while also he was here for his car breaks. You’re not paying attention to him and Jeno keeps a stoic expression. You put the equipment down and takes off your mechanic gloves off. Your shirt is covered in oil and dust.

The sight of his hot mechanic made it a lot more difficult to stay composed. Jeno always seemed to check out your body, you were attractive and Jeno would take sometimes more pleasure in watching you fix his car problems while you look hot doing it. It was a little perverted of him, but can you blame him?

The shorts were pretty short. The ones you wore are slightly longer before but today you wore them white short and high. The dirty tank top was brushing against your large breasts, and Jeno’s eyes couldn’t leave your ass.

It looks so perfect and he just wants to reach over and touch it. Just this once but he knew that would be problematic.

Jeno was far too lost in his lewd thoughts about you that your voice and question breaks him out of that a little bit later than usual. He notices that you are covered in dust and oil as he looks up at you and down a little longer. His eyes are still locked on you as he can’t look away from what you’re doing with the motorcycle. He starts to speak up but his thoughts got the best of him.

“Hey, uh…” Jeno says as he feels his heart rate increase even more than before. Why did you have to look extra-hot today? Jeno thinks this was a punishment for him. At the same time it was a glory to be this close to you. “I was wondering if you could look at this issue I have with my car breaks.”

You felt like you were trapped in some matrix when your customer mentions the word of ‘Breaks is broken again’ like you fixed it three times this week and he managed to break it again? You want to believe he was clumsy or he was careless. Either of the two.

“Again? You keep having issues with your car breaks.”Your eyebrows scowl as you found this quite odd so you stand up and walks past Jeno to get towards his car. Your eyes looks at the exterior first, not finding anything weird on the outside. But the problem was clearly inside.

You’re checking for any abnormality anywhere else. But you find nothing. So it really must be the breaks but you don’t understand how more clumsy and careless a guy must be to keep breaking the damn breaks.

Your mouth lets out many sighs and your eyes move over to gently glare, you are now nagging Jeno a little now. “Look if you’re gonna drive and race around with your car might as well take proper care of it.” You treat cars like they’re human, since they cost a lot and then he has to keep coming back if he doesn’t start treating the car nice.

Jeno watches you walk past him to check on his car first. The glimpse of your ass walking away from him really makes this more enjoyable and Jeno is trying so hard not to be obvious. He walks towards his car where you stand in front. He can’t help but check your body out as he watches you in front and he stares at your round shaped ass.

He snaps out of the trance as you turn and start to talk to him again, or you wanted to. Truth be honest he couldn’t even focus once.

“Sorry, uh… I think my breaks are broken Y/n.” He said again, completely doze out. “I just thought I could drive it really fast. You know… get to my destination faster.” He thinks what he’s saying is a good answer but he realizes he’s still looking at your ass.

Your eyebrows raise up when you realised exactly what the boy was now watching. It was you all along. You found this attention to be quite thrilling because you caught him red handed like a burglar caught robbing a house, by a cop. You just felt suddenly a rush of adrenaline and the need to tease and tell off Jeno was there.

He looks so distracted by your shorts, you just want to make fun of him a little, just mess with him some more. He looks like a little perverted boy with that expression of his.

Your eyes scowl and bend down even though he’s staring at your ass in those short shorts, you go to check his breaks now and they do seem slightly off. You raised an eyebrow and saw a reflection of Jeno’s eyes on your ass and a smirk forms on your beautiful lips a little turning around to look at the boy. You see Jeno look up at your face immediately. “Oh is it or do you want to check my ass when I bend over?”

Your tone sassily remarks coming forward to Jeno with an eyebrow raised taunting him as you pressed him against the nearby table in the garage now because he took steps back from you when you started to take steps forward. In response he went back and no longer could go back as he’s trapped between your holds against the table so suddenly it makes his heart race and skip a beat so much, he feels like Jeno might need to go to a hospital.

Jeno feels his face get red and he tries to put his hands up to push himself away from you but he realizes his back is now against the table as he looks up at you feeling completely trapped and caught. His face is now completely red and he feels his heart racing like never before. All he could utter out was broken words. “Uh… well… I mean…” He can barely talk as he still has his eyes on her revealing breasts of yours. They were literally looking up at him through your stained tank top as you were looking up and down at him with an eyebrow raised.

“Oi. My eyes are up here, Jeno.” Your hands motions with a clicking sound in front of Jeno’s eyes to make him look at your face but you are now smirking as you found his flustered face quite amusing. You wanted to teased him while on your job but you knew you shouldn’t be. “Do you want me to fix your car or what? Because you really gotta stop being so obvious.”

You whisper the last part ‘Obvious’ as if it wasn’t so much seen that his eyes couldn’t help but watch your shorts and ass whenever you are in sight.

Jeno finally glances up at your eyes and he looks away quickly as he can feel his face get even redder as he realizes his mistake. “…right. I’ll stop. Sorry. Can you please fix my car?” He looks away from your stern eye contact as he’s embarrassed. He can’t bring himself to look at you right now. You’re clearly aware and know his intentions by him with looking at your body but he doesn’t wanna give it up. So he just went along and apologised to you.

“Is this going to cost me anything?” He said changing the topic, honestly he hopes the answer will be no, because you usually let him off since he’s a car racer. You found yourself giving a cheaper option to Jeno all the time.

You smirk pulling away for a moment. You have to get back to work, and you can’t wait to fix his damn car and have him not come back but you somehow feel like it won’t take a while. He might come back at most next week but even your hopes of him coming by next week was a slim chance. With the way his car breaks keep breaking out on him regularly you might need to tell him to get a new car too. Or maybe a new mechanic because you’re tired of fixing breaks for a living. You’re a mechanic not a break-person to fix.

“Might cost you again if you come here to my garage with another broken break.” You said with a warning tone. You were kind enough to spare him today. You don’t have many customers right now so you can appreciate the quick response. As you walk around grabbing the equipment you grabbed on a certain ratchet. In the moment you turn to him and give him a ratchet and screw driver in the other hand. “But you will be helping me as I fix your freaking car for the tenth time.” You now said sitting inside his car and to fix the breaks and he can sit in the passenger seat where she wants him nearby with the equipment.

When he heard you telling him he will be helping you with the car fixing though, it just shows that you don’t want to leave him out of your sight because he was checking you out earlier.

He wants to say no but he does own you after all. You give him discounts for every checkup on the car and he has to give it to you, you’ve been one of the best mechanics he ever had. So the most he can do is help you out.

You’re bending down at the driver seat area to check the breaks while you’re doing this Jeno was now in the passenger seat watching you attentively. The moment he heard silence but that was completely fine because the sight of you it looks like an advert for him. He is waiting for you in the passenger seat to command him or something. But the sight of your breasts and ass in view it was something else that keeps him entertained.

He wasn’t sure what took over him today but you wore this outfit to work and now he has to admire it, it would be a crime not to admire you right now. You’re in a lower position where the view was absolutely perfect. He can see everything. Every little detail about you and you’re not even aware of his eyes glued on you because you are too busy fixing his car down below in the driver seat.

Your tank top was stained with oils and rustic paint and sometimes you have dust all over your clothes but in a way that turns Jeno on even more to see you covered in car oil and dust.

It was authentic. You don’t see a beautiful and attractive woman covered in car oil everyday and look so good in it too. The tank top you wore even surprised Jeno because your breasts look quite heavy and big he will be honest, and he can now see a closer look at your bra and the colour of it.

Jeno clearly wasn’t listening because then he heard your voice which he didn’t catch onto but your hand was reaching for something for him to give to you. “Pass me the ratchet.” Your lips firmly said reaching your hand over to his thigh tapping him because he seems distracted again, you sighs and lifts your head up a little above.

Your face doesn’t say anything but he can now see your perfect birdseye view of your cleavage from your tank top that’s slightly dirty from the oil and other car dusts. Rustic on the shirt and shorts, it just makes you look more comfortable but beautiful and stunning to him. There’s nothing better than seeing someone comfortable in their element.

Jeno looks down and realizes that you tapped his thigh with your hand and he’s completely caught off guard by this. His eyes are wide open and he looks up at you again.

“O-Oh… um… yes. Here.” He hands you the ratchet and he looks back down at your shirt. He tries to peek inside your cleavage as he looks at it from his point of view but not in an obvious way. He notices the hint of the color of her bra through the thin shirt was pink. The bra colour was his favourite honestly but it was quite obvious since he has pink hair himself right now.

Jeno spoke out as he saw you use the ratchet down below to fix an unlucky mistake it seems. “You almost have the car fix already?” He now asked wondering how long you have to do this for.

He hears a non-verbal hum from you as a response to his question, Jeno took that as a yes even though he wasn’t sure if it meant that.

The pink bra took his attention again by his eyes glued on your shirt again. You’re too busy to notice, it seems to be showing when you are working and moving, your breasts wiggle sometimes in the hold, and when they jiggle it just makes it hard for Jeno not to get aroused. Especially right now? His hot mechanic was working on his car with revealing clothes and messy hair that he wants to touch.

You’re too busy to even notice his obvious eyes that are filled with slight turned on lust. You were using the ratchet to unscrew certain objects, but you seem nearly finished.

Jeno couldn’t help it but run his thoughts freely and speak them without realising it at first. He lets out a little chuckle the more your breasts took over his mind. The desire to have and touch them, it was high. And you’re turning him on so much right now he never felt like this before.

“…I think I like this view quite a lot.” Jeno says very quietly as he can’t help but look at you more.

“…I wish they jiggled a little more…” He says under his breath, almost whispering but you probably heard it.

The thing is he was now distracting you with his desperate pleas and efforts to voice his desires right now and you can feel the boy was giving up on hiding everything. Jeno was horny and it shows, especially in that whining voice that was doing wishful thinking. It was distracting you from work however. And you find yourself getting more and more pulled away from the car and all your mind was thinking about Jeno. As much as Jeno was whispering them in awe at your breasts, and as if he was just depriving of the sight it was getting harder for him to get controlled. You sigh now as you heard him say his last words under his breath and looks up at him with a little glare though you were getting embarrassed and not surprised. Jeno was mildly amusing with his words.

“You do realise I can hear you hm?” You hum with little sweat running down your forehead, it just makes you look more rough and sexy to Jeno, and his urges were getting stronger. Your body leans closer to him as you drop the ratchet and you’re now in the car together a bit closer with him. “Are my breasts really all that fascinating to you?” Your voice spoke in sarcasm.

Jeno looked away quickly as he felt your body move closer to his but he looks straight back at you with a smirk on his face.

“Mmmm…” He says as he tries to think of what else to say but he can’t as he’s just looking at you and your expression. “…I mean…” Jeno then tries to talk again but he’s not really sure what else to say. His face is still very red. “They’re pretty nice.” He says quietly now. Jeno was a little smug right now when he said how nice they are, heck nice was an understatement.

When he said they’re pretty nice he wasn’t lying. They were pretty big and perky, and the pink bra looks tempting. You raised an eyebrow and stare at his red face though you can see his little smirk as he does say they’re pretty nice.

“You’re slightly perverted, you know?” You whisper with a teasing tone and leans a little closer which makes your breasts move too, pressing up against his body a little by little now. “Do you come here to stare at my chest and ass?” You we’re interrogating him with questions.

“I’m actually here to get my breaks fixed on my car…” He says quickly but then realizes what you are asking him leaves him off guard. “…but… I… uh… I may have also wanted to look at you and your body as well.” Jeno says it with no remorse as he’s still looking at your body but he has a small smirk.

He feels you have leaned closer again and he can feel your breasts up against his arm but he doesn’t even try to move away from you as he just stares at you waiting for anything to happen. The heart beat of his was moving so fast it’s like he was being chased to death.

Their bodies were close, as the breasts were pushing up against his arm and he didn’t even move because the way the chest feels, were squishy and soft. They’re tempting him even more and it was a turn on. Your stares down at his smirk made him feel warm on his face. But it’s like he’s not ashamed at all by what he said and it just makes you amused a little. “I bet you like this right now don’t you?” Your voice whispers close to his ear, looking at his face from the side with a little sheepish smirk.

You might be enjoying taunting him a little now for your own enjoyment but there’s no harm in that right?

“Hmm… I’m liking it a lot more than you’d imagine right now…” He whispers to your words as he looks in your eyes for a moment and he smiles after he says that.

Jeno then looks down at his arm that’s touching your tempting beautiful breast and he bites his lip as he looks up at you. He looks like he has something to ask now while he bit his bottom lip.

“…can I touch it?” He asks in a low voice.

It took you by surprise but somehow, you were liking the fact he asked in a low voice like his self control was leaving his body. “Hmm… you can, just this once.” Your said in whispers as you felt like being nice to him for now, you are taunting him so badly quite a bit and seeing his hands slowly reach to cup your chest right now amused your mind.

The boy didn’t expect you to actually give him permission. Jeno was expecting you to kick him out by now. Heck it feels like a dream to him and right now he takes the opportunity given to him, there’s no harm in that, he thinks anyways there wasn’t. It feels like Christmas for him right now though and Jeno was in borderline disbelief right now.

Jeno’s heart is beating so fast but he puts his hands on your chest and they gently move it around like playing with it. His eyes are still looking at you but you might notice he’s biting his lip. It’s like he can’t control himself and he’s just enjoying doing this for right now.

A slight smirk appears on his face as he stares at you with an expression that is filling his desires slowly. “God, it feels good…” He whispers to you, biting his lip again and looking at you once more.

Your lips turn up into a smirk hearing his words, he’s trying so hard not to get turned on but it’s not working for him. Your chest feels warm and it heats up his hand. He feels very comfortable with how squishy and soft they feel. “Yeah? You look like you you’re ascending into heaven right now.” You teased quietly knowing he looks like he’s never touched boobs in his life, but that would be a lie.

Everyone knows Jeno gets women in his bed whenever he wants, but right now seeing a tough looking intimidating and mysterious guy like him huddling up against your breasts looking like he’s never seen one in his life? It makes you wonder how he’s going to react if this goes further.

Your eyes take a glance at his jeans now, and his crotch looks pretty solid there and you felt another shriek of amusement in your heart.

“And you look pretty… hard down there.” You pressed more against him as your lips now carefully plant close to his ear to whisper how his jeans are tight against his pants, you’re enjoying seeing him look flustered.

Jeno can’t help but look down at his jeans and they’re definitely getting tighter as he feels himself being more turned on. The shaft between his pants wanting to be freed twitches. He looks up at you as you’re so close together and he feels your hot lips against his ear with a hot running breath, giving Jeno goosebumps. He blushes once again and his eyes close slightly as he tries to keep his composure. He notices that the hand that’s not on your chest is now holding onto where his jeans are getting tighter.

“It’s not my fault, you’re just too attractive…” He whispers back to you, as if it was your fault.

“Hmm, should I help you out then? since it’s my fault.” Your silvery voice retorts back with a sneaky tease and playful eyes that only turn Jeno so much more on than before. You move your face to look at him, your eyes are striking and Jeno feels the need to kiss you so much right now. You look kissable under the shade of his car’s roof. He needs you and it shows on his expression and the more he thinks about doing more with his hot mechanic in the car, he could feel the control variable vanish.

Your lips plant on him a small kiss on his jawline and then travels on his lips but you made sure to pause an inch away from the mouth. “Want me to help you out with your problem down there?” You paused because you need his words of consent. You’re not going to do anything if he cannot speak.

The face Jeno was giving you had so many dimensions and the way he looks so handsome with his sharp growing eyes, it tells you he was finding the right words to say. Jeno feels his body freeze as your mouth leans towards him and gives him a kiss on his jawline and then he sees you slowly move towards his lips. He swallows hard as he feels his body get even hotter and his legs get tingly. Jeno’s eyes are almost closed and he feels your lips as they’re a breath away from kissing him.

“Yes….” Jeno says back to you as he looks at your beautiful piercing eyes and his face is still red. “Please help me…” He tries to make it sound like it’s urgent and he needs it right away.

The moment the words hit the air, it was clear between them what was going to happen and neither of them were looking back changing their minds. Your hearts had it set out on the same thing. You didn’t waste a single time, but you leap and kissed him, Jeno was eager and passionate, they kissed until their breaths became ragged and short. The whole thing got steamy and your body pulled gently on his lap as he’s in the passenger seat. The hands drag along the sides of his face as you deepen the kiss letting your tongue go through in. The breasts pressing against his chin and chest area, as your thighs straddle him on the lap, you can feel him twitch in his pants underneath the bottom of your bodies, and it makes your brain fuelled by excitement to know you made him so turned on. It felt like your pride was on the line. You never expected Jeno to be this into you, but perhaps he’s always been this into you and he’s remained calm and composed. Until he couldn’t as today he was begging for you all along.

The tension grows as much as the air became steamy and thick. The makeout you guys share was so deep your face scrunches up against it. The way Jeno’s tongue tastes and feels so rough and gruffly makes your skin crawl with so much energy and warmth you felt your entire heart burst against your chest at this point. The car seat supporting Jeno as his body was supporting your weight with ease you feel just how strong he was supporting you while making out with you in this sloppy messy and dirty kiss that turns the both of you on.

It was obvious that neither of you are planning to stop. You certainly didn’t want to stop now, especially when Jeno is very eager and passionate as he has his arms around your waist and he can feel his hips moving slightly as he feels your thick beautiful thighs on his lap. His hips start to move on their own and he can feel your tongue in his mouth working it’s way in and out to explore some more. He moans a little into the kiss and he starts to kiss you even harder and more deeply. He bites yout bottom lip and he starts to move his hand up your stained shirt.

The way his muscular hands run across your back feeling your body under your upper clothes it makes your soft skin cover in goosebumps by how good this feels. The kiss especially when he bit down against your bottom lip creating a string of moans like they were lyrics to his ears, you never knew Jeno could be so attractive right now, he looks like he’s not going to stop until he has you all wrecked while looking pretty for him and it’s showing, that his expression changed from flustered to completely dark and lost in the pleasure.

The man underneath you holding against your body couldn’t help it but run his hands up your shirt until he feels every single inch of you and the other hand down your back so he squeeze your ass he has been waiting to touch, it made you moan and gasp into the kiss as they share, their tongues making out as one, as their saliva mix in the deep kiss. The hips moved on their own too the more tension grew as their kiss got intense, you begin to grind against his tight pants, in response to how he was squeezing your ass and groping it made your mind go fuzzy.

“Shit… that feels good.” You murmur breathlessly giving him some breather, as the kiss broke apart but their lips were very much close still only an inch apart.

The kiss made his mind become nothing but floating clouds in the sky mindlessly without a purpose.

“This feels so good…” Jeno says back with the same tone a bit breathless as well and he grips your waist tighter which makes you moan a little more. His hands are slowly going up your shirt again and he can feel your body shake slightly as he’s doing that. All because it feels so good to be in his tight grip.

He brings them back to their kiss and he sucks and nibbles on your bottom lip as he feels your body grinding him, it is driving him crazy and his hips are moving again as well in against your suchlike movements.

They reconnect for another deep and steamy kiss between them, which only made them groan. You let out a soft sigh when he nibbles on the bottom lip, it deepens their kiss further and your lower body pressed even more against his own hips and pants. Your fingers ran across his jawline and down further even more.

You took your tank top off that was stained by car oil and rust. Jeno now saw the pink bra again, and your bare big chest that jiggle forward pressing against his chest as they kissed even more deeply. It was such a beautiful sight he would only imagine in books because it feels so magical to see you take off the tank top and watching you willingly strip for him.

There it took Jeno’s eyes immediately, the way your fingers feel on his face. Your touch really makes him want to melt like a puddle in middle of nowhere.

Jeno is completely lost in the kiss as he looks up and feels your fingers go across his jawline. He looks down at perky breasts that’s now moving back and forth with their kisses. It feels like you’re running around like a merry-go and he is following you like a mindless slave to your commands. He was disgustingly obsessed with you and it’s like you have bewitched him.

He pulls at your hips again to move you closer to him as he’s feeling all around your body like you are one of those beautiful art green statues and he licks his lips once again.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long…” His voice is a bit deep and breathless and he can feel himself getting hard in the pants, every twitch the length crushed in the jeans fabric was a cry out for help, that they need you so bad.

It always made you think about how long Jeno wanted to sleep with you, but somehow your inner instincts told you that you knew all along.

“I always knew you wanted to sleep with me.” You smirk as your eyes slide downwards and your face slightly down to his neck kissing it as you run your hand across down and up his muscular forearms.

“God you’re so hard… I can feel you.” You mumble not able to ignore the hard calling sign for you down below pressing right up against your thigh now as your fingers now slips off his shirt away, running down his abs and you lick your bottom lip at the sight of his chiselled body looking like he was self-made and favourited by the world. He looks perfect, even beyond perfect. You pressed on his lower pants zipper and pulls it down while the playful eyes watch his own orbs watching you intensely, as you’re undressing him completely.

Jeno feels everything on his neck as you are kissing it and he shivers slightly from the simple touch. He can feel you moving down the jeans. He looks down at you and the look on his face is lustful as he stares at your beautiful playful eyes you’re watching him with all along.

He smirks a little amused.

“…Oh?… You can feel that?” He says once again but leans down and grips you steadily now as his free cock springs upwards and you feel your eyes defeat your image that you managed to express him in. You always knew he would be big.

He whispers against your ears now dangerously. “You’re about to feel a lot more than that, sweetheart Y/n.”

But what you see right now was beyond your expectations and guesses. He was huge. Massive. And you’re now left wondering how is he still real?

The moment feels so quick to recounter back. Further he was slinging and pushing his whole cock inside you, you felt the sudden surprise of it completely startle you with the pleasure striking at your brain. You clench and let your hand muffle your shriek. Jeno wasn’t going to waste any time here. He was impatient and what more? You’re teasing him in the beginning.

He can see your shocking expression, it makes him smirk with how the tables have turned to see his hot sly and teasing mechanic now crumble and unfold to his large cock deeply inside her. He was pushing even more and more, it feels like a forever game that he will continue to push himself within your warm and soaking walls. They welcome him like this is his first ever home and Jeno will make sure you know what’s going to come in for you now. Your stomach sucks in as you start to slowly move even if it was shocking you by how he was stretching you like, no, he was ripping you apart and it makes you gnaw at how pleasuring the pain was. It was a pain that makes you feel so full, so full and overflowing cup of wine. That’s exactly how it felt. You feel drunk and high off of Jeno’s shaft in your soaking cunt.

The sight of your pussy was already a heaven to begin with but now that he’s inside you? It feels like he was on a foreign planet.

The sight of you sucking your stomach in as the imprinting member inside you was against your stomach brushing with each thrust he has. The more he moves the more prominent it became and you feel like a pioneer right now, exploring such a new dimension and pleasurable world.

Your moans were slipping out when Jeno squeezed your ass gripping your body forward as he wants your breasts against his chest moving as you’re riding him up and down, Jeno’s core strength was unbelievable. He moved along with your movements and held you like it was no problem for him as well because he was multitasking with his own synchronicity.

His grunts mix in to your own moans and it feels like you’re now a perfect blend. You get along so well when you’re inside each other it makes you wonder how the chemistry between you guys was so good? Jeno understood what your body needed at a time and what it doesn’t want. He kissed up against your neck and down to your shoulders as he runs his fingers down your spine poking by your back as they reach to your ass to grope it once more.

He loves your ass, if that wasn’t obvious to you Jeno might need to prove it to you more. The shorts you wore were hiding your beautiful of how your ass makes him truly feel and everytime you move up in this position he saw it move and flutter open.

“Such a lovely ass you have, Y/n.” Jeno darkly trails in a low tone like he was growling it almost against his teeth.

A spank was softly hit against one of your asscheeks, and so Jeno took a loud proud smile on his face seeing you groan and scrunch your eyes up as it was so overwhelming to be focusing on his large thick cock deeply buried in you while he also smacks your ass. It really was making your brain just go dark, empty and nothing in it.

“Hmm, can’t get enough of you.” He adds lowly, brushing his teeth along your collarbone to plant few kisses there, as he feels your heavy breath against your chest coming out.

The pace of his cock moving in and out of you like you’re a dough being rolled over across a wooden cutting board was enough to have you feeling like you’re nothing but mush. The fact that you’re now fucking your customer in your garage, while anyone can walk in, it makes your brain flutter with thoughts of the scenario. And the scent of Jeno’s car getting steamy and hot as your bodies were overheating and shaking the car with your movements as your sex together was only going more and more rough, it just makes this whole thing somehow more hot to you?

You couldn’t help but whine when Jeno takes a minute to pause and slow down his cock strokes going in you so he can grabbed you into a better hold position now, two muscular arms holding you as he then pressed you even more.

You feel like you’re a pretzel that has been split open.

Jeno looks up at your face planting small kisses on your lips as he whispers. “Oh my god…” When the minute you squeezed around his shape deeply buried in you it made Jeno spasm his head forward and close his eyes, you were really pushing him off the edge. Your thighs clench around him too, and he grabbed a hold on top of them.

You couldn’t help but become so much more aware of how this situation was escalating and you feel your orgasm reaching at the door, as his shaft twitched deeply inside you. It sends your eyes to widen as you mutter whines and moans.

“Fuck you feel so good… shit I’m close, I’m so close… Jeno…”

“Oh yeah?.. Well if I feel so good then…” Jeno says with a smirk on his face, but he’s not going to finish that sentence. He’s gonna keep this quiet, especially since they’re in a garage alone. He pushes himself into you as he leans in and looks up at you and starts to kiss your neck. His hands move down and he slowly goes down on your neck too and then starts kissing the shoulders. His tongue and teeth softly nibble on your soft skin which overstimulate you so badly you feel like you’re crushed between two holders, ready to burst.

He was so close to his own orgasm right now too that he keeps on moving his hips forward, rolling them out as you moan even more it was getting to the point you cannot stop them coming out.

It felt too good, to be on top of Jeno as his smaller waist rolls upwards while holding your body with the remaining core strength and those hips thrustings forward, it had your eyes balling out.

You whimper out. “Then…?” As you wait for him to finish the sentence as you feel so much more lighter than before. It made you feel like you’re floating.

Jeno’s eyes darken as you clearly wanted to know what he wanted to say, and he smirks amused leaning closer whispering against your lips as he pecks them. “…want to see you make me… fill you?”

He whispers as he looks up at you and he looks a bit out of it.

“Oh god… Jeno.” You murmur as you’re just begging him now to do that, the idea of it…it was tempting him even more to fill her up as his climax was now there. It was perfect but risky. You knew that but why did it feel so good? The sound of him doing that to you makes you groan as your brain was recreating memory flashes of it.

He needed your proper words so he edged you even more by speaking now. Jeno moves his lips a bit lower to your jaw and he brushes along the cheek as he slowly moves back up to your neck and he nibbles it again. “Then… can we do something a bit more dirty?… I’m a… bit of a rough guy…” He says it with his mind gone and he starts to moan a bit. You feel like you’re lost with this guy and you couldn’t help but feel every right decision leave your body and you nod at him frantically.

“Fuck… Jeno fill me up. Make a mess…” You whisper giving him the encouragement and he smirks as you’re now clearly into the idea.

Jeno’s face was still red and they were both sweating a bit now. He moves his hips slightly more as he’s feeling like he’s going close to his climax now. He smiles as he stares at her. Your eye contact never leaves and as the bodies were crushed together sweating as one and pouring your hearts into the whole moment you’re sharing. The hearts race hard and you feel your stomach exploding by the warm growing knot inside your belly. Jeno can tell you’re about to finish, because your eyes roll back and he held you with one hand on your back behind as he supports your glum body that feels exhausted. You’re still not able to believe how Jeno has this much energy. He can’t hit the breaks on this.

You want to tell him to Hit The Breaks! Tell him to slow down as it feels like you’re about to pass out from how good he’s been fucking you in the garage but you can’t bring out your muffled voice.

“J-Jeno … slow down!” You murmur with a moan, but Jeno wasn’t in the moment available as he’s so busy focusing on the own orgasm, it was like he truly lost all his humane control.

He wasn’t kidding when he said he’s a bit of a rough and dirty guy. He truly does get down and dirty and you feel your heart racing so much your brain was now visualising stars in your sight.

Jeno grunts, causing it to come out like spikes with his fingertips kneading your hips roughly, it made you moan.

“I’m almost there, fuck, fuck almost there Y/n…”

He lets out a breathy whine in between the words as your bodies were slapping on top of each other and he’s just holding you in an embrace as your body gave up midway but he, he wasn’t stopping as his orgasm was now pouring in.

“Fuck… fuck fuck.. I’m coming… ah… I’m coming.”

The whole world stops spinning now and it took a long intake of oxygen to hiss through his nose as he was fluttering at the end of his entire liquid spreading like a wildfire deeply inside your stomach, he could feel the tip of his cock kissing your womb so lovingly as he’s filling you to the fullest. He hasn’t came like that in so long, heck, he feels like he came a lot more than anything he has ever done before. Your body was so compatible with him it made Jeno lose his sight for just five seconds, as he swore he only focused on your racing heart against his head. He gripped on your hips so tight as the final thrust was made and then, he lets out broken gasps.

You run your eyes down below as you see the sweat dripping off your bodies, and how his glistening black eyes were now covered in water spilling out, it was so good that he was struggling to even contain himself together.

The climax he had was one of the best things, he’s ever experienced.

Jeno admires your worn out expression and he gently cups your face as he strokes your hair that is now a mess, but he still thinks you look beautiful even if you look like you came out of war.

His eyes fell to your lips and back to your eyes. “Can I kiss you?” He whispers as he wonders if he even had permission to do that still.

You feel your cheeks grow warm as you hear his little quiet voice. How was this the man who wrecked your shit? He looks so soft right now.

Jeno completely changed demure. He was calm and soft nearly clingy as he wants to have a taste of your lips and you feel your eyes light up at the same words he said.

“Yeah… you can kiss me.” You feel Jeno lean in and give you a loving and soft kiss on your lips, completely different kiss from previously. He was now gentle as if he was scared to break you.

One thing you know for sure, Jeno can’t Hit The Breaks! When he’s with you. He knows no self control when it comes to you.

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[animeficsworld]

I Thought I Knew You

Warumono x Reader

Summary: You get kidnapped and soon you realize your kidnapper is someone you already know.

The day you were kidnapped you were told they were going to bring you to their boss.

But currently, he was off.

Apparently, even the big boss of an army had days off... who could have thought?

One of the mignons told you that you were being kept to study humans so they could easily destroy humanity.

You were a gift for their leader basically.

How rude these mignons were.

Even if they fed you well during the weekend, even if they kept you company and even brought you a TV, you wanted to go home and cuddle with your boyfriend.

He must be worried by now.

You met your boyfriend months ago at the ZOO. He seemed to be obsessed with the pandas and you started a conversation. 

And now, you were here, locked in a cage, watching TV while eating snacks.

It could be worse.

But then, Monday came around. The big scary boss was back.

And they brought you to him almost as soon as he came back.

As you were brought in with chains around you, you looked at the scary boss.

You decided to show no fear in the hope he would let you go.

"Sir! We've abducted a human to study them so we can easily destroy them!" one of the mignons said but you and the boss were both frozen as you looked at one another.

It was a silent two minutes before you spoke up.

"EH?!" was all you could manage.

You two were left alone, with you now sitting in a chair in front of his table.

You looked at him as he avoided eye contact.

"So, you were dating me so you could destroy humanity."

Damn. You went straight at it. No sugar coating.

"Not at all. You caught my attention and before I knew... I..." you knew he hardly ever talked about his feelings. 

But now you were very conflicted. 

"I love you." he said and your eyes snapped up at him. You could imagine how difficult it was for him to admit his feelings, let alone in a situation like this. "I'm sorry." was the next thing he said.

You almost didn't want to believe that he just said those things. But you could tell it was all true.

He was genuinely sorry.

"I will need some time to think." you ended up saying and soon, you were hope.

You wanted to sleep, you wanted this all to be just a bad dream, but sadly, it wasn't.

It was real, and you had to deal with this somehow.

One week passed, and you felt like you were put in turmoil.

Every time you thought you came up with a solution, you were right back at the drawing board, back at square one.

Because in all reality, your boyfriend was a villain who swore to destroy humans.

And yet, you loved him.

You loved him and his curly hair, you loved him and his panda obsession, you loved him and his overdramatization.

You loved him.

And he confessed his love to you.

Which would have baffled you, to begin with.

He sure showed his affections but he never spoke of them.

One Saturday, you finally decided to go over to his place and talk.

So, on your way you went.

You found him at home and soon, you sat on one and of his sofa while he sat on the other, avoiding your eyes.

"I have decided to leave humanity." you suddenly looked at him as he was watching the floor. "I have realized how I broke your heart, it was never my intention to meet you, never my intention to fall in love and to hurt you as a result. It just... happened. I'm sorry."

"I don't want you to leave." you replied rather quickly. "I understand you never meant for all of this to happen but it did. You cannot just come into my life, make me fall in love with you and then leave! How is that fair?"

"I thought... you came to break up with me?"

"No, I wanted us to talk about this. But I didn't want to leave you. I was hoping, you would... take me with you when you have your plan..."

"You would... join me?"

"Yes."

You made your decision, was it a bad one? Possibly. But you didn't care, you saw him with his hair pulled back, everyone scared of him, a true villain, and you lost right then and there.

"Would you truly?" he asked and you nodded and smiled.

For the first time ever, you saw his smile.

You saw him smile and you knew you would never be able to let go of him. Whether he is a villain or not.

You soon moved over to him and allowed him to hug you.

"My Queen." he whispered into your ear as you let out a long sigh of relief.

You made the best decision. 

[pileofboneswrites]

PRETTY BOY_headcanons.strangerthings

general eddie munson headcanons.

SUMMARY — some of my eddie headcanons :)

MASTERLIST | NEXT

eddie is adhd personified

will start 16 tasks then realize he didn't finish the first one so he will go back and then turn around and do the same thing until he's finished them all

will make himself something to eat or drink, and then go back to the livingroom/his room and get hungry/thirsty only to find thr drink or snack waiting for him because he forgot it the first time

puts things down and then 'loses' them constantly!! it's literally in front of your face pretty boy!!!

obsessed with music, and absolutely hates silence

he literally cannot function if there's silence

cleaning the kitchen? he's blasting metallica. in the shower? black sabbath on full volume and you better believe he's doing every (air) guitar solo, and singing along the whole time. getting ready for bed/falling alseep? his favourite dio album is turned down low enough it won't bother wayne, but it's playing until he either passes out and it clicks off, or he's putting on another album

isn't a music genre snob but in the same breath will tell you he'd rather die than listen to country music

despite his stance on country music, loves willy nelson and johnny cash (because who doesn't???)

loves animals and would kill if he caught someone abusing them

cries watching kitty/puppy videos, because they're so damn innocent and too good for humanity and this world

he physically cannot watch those ads about abused animals, will turn the tv off or leave the room (will still get misty eyed just thinking about the poor babies)

will steal animals he sees being mistreated, and will either beg wayne to let him keep them or rehome them to somewhere they'll be loved and properly cared for (he goes and visits them periodically too)

super flirty with people, especially if you're on the shyer side, or are an old lady

if he notices you're shy/insecure he'll lay it on thick (loves seeing people blush/get flustered)

loves old ladies, like grandma's, always tells them they don't look old enough to have children let alone grandchildren or gasp, great grandchildren

gets easily flustered when people flirt with him

he's a natural flirt, unless someone flirts first/or flirts back – then his brain short circuits and he's completely thrown off his game

very gentlemanly

holds open doors for everyone, doesn't matter if you're a man, woman, etc, also doesn't matter how far from the door you are, he will hold it if he sees you coming in his direction — respects wait staff, janitors, etc (always leaves a good tip because people suck, and wait staff deserve to be treated well and tipping is essential!!!)

is a good cook/terrible baker

loves to try new recipes, loves experimenting with his cooking, wayne taught him the basics and then eddie started cooking super all the time for them, making sure wayne was well fed

also can make delicious food out of things you would never expect!!

do not try the cookies/muffins/cupcakes/etc. just don't he doesn't realize that baking soda and baking powder are different things!!!! he will make you the saltiest baked goods you've ever tried!!!

looks like a black cat is infact a golden retriever

he is a silly, goofy, happy boy!! he likes meeting new people, making new friends, (also thinks hes a lap dog)

has zero spatial awareness

he flings his hands/arms around like there's no one else on the planet often results in accidentally hitting someone or almost hitting someone

walks into things in his eyeline that he can see are coming closer, or tries to dodge things when they get close enough instead of just moving over half an inch

bumps his head, stubs his toes a lot, trips or almost trips like once an hour

will bump into your if you're walking beside him, he has a bad habit of nearly shoving people into walls because of how close he gets

apologizes to inanimate objects that he bumps into on the regular

taught himself to play the guitar, drums and piano

when he was a kid his grandparents had a little standing piano in their living room and he'd mess around with it, and then he heard a song on the radio he really liked that had a piano in it so he sat down and over christmas break he taught himself how to play the song, and then how to play some more songs — he only ever seeks out a piano when he's sad now

wayne got him a kid sized drum set for christmas one year, and he played with it until it ultimately broke apart — he taught gareth to play drums

his love of playing guitar came from his father, who before and abandoning eddie taught him a couple chords, and gave him his first guitar — it was an acoustic but it was the only good gift his father ever gave him

cannot stay still

fidgets with his rings, taps his foot, clicks pens (until everyone around his is annoyed), picks at peeling paint, stickers, etc, doodles on himself constantly

has hearing loss from how loud he plays his music + not wearing ear protection at band practices

its mostly because of how loud he cranks his music in the van, never realizes how bad it is until he gets in in the morning for work/school and nearly deafens himself but also scares himself so bad that sometimes he dumps his coffee all over the place

has a terrible memory

writes lists/important 'to do's' on the top of his hand/wrist because he always forgets something, he always has something written down — and despite this still forgets

reuses jokes that aren't that funny but will die laughing upon every delivery

walks into hell fire weaing the same shirt as every friday session and will say "oh that's embarrassing, we've all worn the same thing" ((also not my head canon but it's so funny and i can't stop thinking about it so i had to add it))

is always reading something

be it a horror novel, a dnd manual, something someone recommended to him, he always has a book on/with him

loves thunderstorms and rain

he finds it calming, the rhythmic beating of the rain hitting the metal of the trailer roof, a kind of music in its own right

he likes to sit in the doorway and watch as it pours down, just sitting there, feeling the mist of cool water that sprays up

under absolutely no circumstances does he fuck with porcelain dolls

their eyes are creepy and they follow you, 'nough said

loves halloween more than any other holiday

dresses up every year with zero regard for what anyone thinks, loves to scare kids, always has the most elaborate set up so that he can sit out in the yard and watch/be apart of the scaring

is a lover

doesn't really have many preferences for a partner, isn't really set on a specific gender, body type, age, etc

i'm of the belief that eddie would love you for loving him

terrible at fighting

he prefers not to fight, which is why he wears rings, so if he has to at least that might get them to back off

so good at gift giving

he remembers that one thing you mentioned that one time like nine years ago and anytime he sees something that reminds him of you he gets it

prefers to make gifts for people, and always gets them something they love/need

[yandere-romanticaa]

It's 8 PM. I am listening to Frank Sinatra. And Jing Yuan makes me emotional therefore, I need to write some shit down. When will I ever write for any other HSR character that's not him???

Jing Yuan, a long living species, who falls for a regular human. A short living species.

He is a man who is able to play the waiting game, he is that kind of person who can and is willing to analyze every single possible move his enemy, or ally, can and is willing to make. Centuries of long and hard battles have desensitized him to certain brutality. Now, he is not some beast who is not capable of compassion but when you've lost so much, it's only natural for your heart to harden.

That is why the realization that he cannot play the waiting game with you dawns on him.

You may stand by his side now but where will you be in the next 10 years? The next 50 years? A century means nothing to him. It will all go away in the blink of an eye, forgotten and unnecessary.

His heart sinks at the thought of you not being with him. The way in which you coo after him, it gives him a reason to actually enter his office and leave it with a smile on his face. Who will be there for that cheeky little Cloud Knight of his when he's feeling pouty? Who will be there to smack Jing Yuan back to his senses as he takes yet another unnecessary nap?

One day, you will grow old and he will stay the same as he is. He will hold you in his arms and weep as he watches the life leave your eyes for good. Jing Yuan will be forced to watch the final piece of his heart be ripped away from him, stolen by cruel destiny. He could already taste the blood in his mouth as he bites back a scream of pain.

Curse the Abundance. Curse the entire Universe for taking you away from him. Curse your silly mortality, curse the fact that you were so perfect to begin with.

That is precisely why right now, he must have you. He takes you away and locks you in some private estate, where you can be safe. The thought of making you a long living species is tempting but he is not sure if he's willing to play that card.

You scream sometimes. You weep and cry to please let you go, that you love him but that this is not alright. And Jing Yuan can do nothing but to kiss your forehead and mumble sweet nothings in your ear.

He may perhaps even marry you in secret. If he does, his wedding ring would never come off his finger, not even after your passing. This sparks so many rumors on the Lofu but Jing Yuan does not acknowledge them. He is the only one who needs to know the true meaning of the ring.

Jing Yuan is not ready for your death. He may try to prepare but really, who is ever ready for something so painful?

He sits quietly next to you, the sheets beneath you all silk and perfection. The room reeks of medicine and flowers but it is missing the bright sound of your laughter. You are gone. Jing Yuan bites the inside of his cheek as he thinks of funeral arrangements.

But it's so hard to concentrate if his vision is filled with black spots.

Jing Yuan stands up, his feet shaky, his soul shattered. His heart is either dead or dying because you took it with you, wherever you may be. The General can feel the walls around him tightening, the air in his lungs knocked out as the floor is suddenly covered in golden leaves.

Ah, they look pretty. You would have liked those indeed. Jing Yuan reaches towards them, a long, ink black talon gently picks it off the marble floor as his long white hair covers his face.

Odd, he thinks to himself. His hands never looked so black before.

A nearby caw of a raven breaks him out of his trance as Jing Yuan looks to his left, where a massive mirror hangs. He is greeted with something that should horrify him, something that should make him weep but he has no tears left to shed.

The Mara is taking over him. It is too late to fix him.

Maybe, just maybe, the General of the Lofu does not want to be fixed. Perhaps he can be slain in battle and be reunited with you in the afterlife. Would you be happy to see him? Would you hold him in your arms, play with his hair and sing him songs in the quiet evening?

Perhaps you wouldn't show him such kindness. After all, he has hurt you in so many ways. He does not deserve your love. But he can't help but to reach out for it.

A final tear cascades down his pale cheek as Jing Yuan smiles at his reflection. A maid opens the door behind him and lets out a loud scream, her eyes shaking in fear as she witnesses the General transforming into the same kind monster he swore he would keep in check. Jing Yuan sighs as he feels his heart beat, for the final time.

He was coming to see you. He was going to see you again. He was ready to grovel and beg as much as necessary, if it meant that you would be by his side. Yes, that truly was a pleasant thought. You and him, together as the sun sets. He can still see the faint glimmer of the golden ring on his finger, his eternal promise to you. It shines like a lonely star in a massive galaxy, with no way to protect itself.

However, not even stars can live forever.

And just like that, the world goes dark.

[websterss]

SEE YOU AT THE MEADOW — GUILDFORD DUDLEY

REQUEST: yeah julie I’m gonna need you to continue writing fics for Guilford cause i’m pretty sure you’re the only one atm. so just a small request (reader is an ethian maid for the dudley’s so her and guilford just grow a bond over the years. she could be a cat and sometimes she’ll shift to lay in his lap to get pats or she’ll walk with him in the morning when he’s a horse to keep him company for a bit. just some good friends to lovers type vibe) I LOVE YOU JULIEEEEEE💗💗💗💗💗💗💗@raggedyoldwitch

WARNING(S): fluff

WORD COUNT: 2,002

PAIRING: Guildford Dudley x Ethian!Reader

A/N: I hope you enjoy it! Feedback is always welcomed!

MASTERLIST

You were only a child when Lord Dudley’s second son made his first transformation. The news was short-lived when you and your mother were made aware of Lady Dudley’s death. You hadn’t received much news on the matter but whispers amongst the kitchen maids settled on Guildford being at the cause of it. You were just as grave as he was, especially when all the whole servants were dismissed besides Bertie.

Your mother begged to stay but Lord Dudley was persistent on having you leave them. it wasn’t until you transformed yourself into a cat that he was swayed.

He even thought that if you had so easily controlled when you could shift between forms then perhaps you’d be able to help his son accomplish the same.

You didn’t though…

It was only the beginning of your friendship. A little girl trying to help a boy, who thought he was cursed. His only contrast to his curse was that he fully believed for you to be given a gift. That got him a pebble thrown at his head.

”You cannot hit me. I’m of importance!” Little Guildford protested, rubbing at the spot he was sure to receive a nasty bump.

“Really. I did not know.” You proceed to throw him another rock.

“Stop that!”

“You are not even trying!” You sighed. "It's easy. Look!" You bent at the waist as your body morphed. Your human form no more as a brown and black tabby cat. Your fur is a mixture of colors, brown and black as though someone ran out of paint and used what was left on your animal form. You meowed at him once and sat down as him saying 'see'. A second had only passed when you shifted back.

“I am trying. Am I not!?” He scowled.

He began throwing rocks back at you. Some of them land pretty much in your exact area, others missing you by a long shot. But after a while, he became distracted by a passing squirrel. A pebble hit him straight on causing him to topple over onto the grass. Your eyes widened as you rushed over to him.

”Oh dear…quick what is your name?”

“You fool!”

“Okay, what is my name?”

He shoved you away. The shove causes you to fall on your bottom.

”You little bastard!" You exclaimed, before shoving him back twice as hard. He stumbled and fell back into a rose bush.

You two tumbled around before you were pinned by him. His breathing stilling as he watched your own eyes widen.

Your eyes widened in fright at the position you’d landed yourselves in. It felt like both of you were holding your breath as you watched each other’s expression. He’d never been this close to you before, and he found himself studying the way your eyes seemed to glitter in the moonlight.

“Y/n, Guildford, supper is prepared!”

Both your eyes widened at the soft voice of your mother, but by the time you’d both looked around she was nowhere in sight. Guildford looked back down at you, his expression a mixture of nervousness and confusion as he tried to figure out what to do next. His father was expecting him for dinner but he didn’t want to leave you alone here in the forest. He opened his mouth to speak. But for some reason, he just couldn’t find the words.

“I’m…I’m never gonna get this.” He relented, sitting back to allow you up.

You sat up too, brushing a strand of hair from your face. You then looked as he sat down next to you, a look of helplessness on his face.

”…don’t worry.” You told him, noticing how dejected he looked. “We can try again the next day. Night will come again.”

He shook his head. “You repeat it over and over. It’s not working. It hasn’t worked and it will not! It’s an unavailing attempt. It’s no use in getting our hopes up!”

You reached out and lightly hit his arm. “Hey, what sort of defeatist attitude is that? There’s always a light at the end of the tunnel, right?” He didn’t answer for a moment before he turned his head away from you. You didn’t notice the blush on his face.

You sigh. You watched him silently for a moment, not wanting to speak and say something that would upset him further. After a moment though you spoke up anyway.

”…you should head inside.” You said quietly. “Your father will have your head if you’re not there soon enough.”

“Let me see you in at least. Your mother will have my head if you’re not there, soon enough.” He offered his arm and you grasped it.

You linked your arm with his and together he slowly began walking you back to your cottage. He tried to ignore the way your hair swayed with each step you took or the way your scent that of the poppies and lilacs in his mother’s garden you worked hard to revive again. But it was a hard task for a young growing boy who’d only just begun to notice these things.

When you reached the entrance, you both halted in your tracks at the sound of a raised voice coming from inside.

“My heavens, look at the lot of you. Filthy!” Your mother scorns you as she reaches forward to pull a leaf out of your hair. “Go…I’ve run you a warm bath already. Then dressed and down for supper.” You let go of Guildford bidding him a bye with a small grin. Then ran up the stairs.

“Guildford…” She eyed then sucked her teeth grabbing hold of his face. “Oh, that girl. Look at you! It will bruise!”

“If it lessens your worries, I got her back!”

”She's supposed to be helping you, not damaging your face.” She shakes her head.

His cheeks burned a deep red in embarrassment as she continued to fret at him. “I’ll be fine…it’s just a bump and a mark.” He mumbled.

She took her hands away, still in a disapproving mood as she crossed her arms. Before a smile cracked at her expression. ”You like her, don’t you?” He looked at her, his expression wide as she began to tease him. ”That’s how it starts. Yes! First, it’s just a bump and a mark, then it’s a broken bone, then you’ll be bedridden!” She then scolded.

"Well then Y/n will join my demise…" He shrunk in on himself.

Your mother laughed at his remark. “I believe she could just be my lord. That girl could be a little nightmare if she tried.” She then ruffled his hair before guiding him towards the stairs. "Go, clean yourself up before the food grows cold."

"I'm not a lord." He called over his shoulder.

"You will be." She chimed shaking her head as she watched him ascend to the second floor.

-

"And when that April with his showers soote-" Guildford had stopped reciting the poem from the book in his hands. His smirk grew as your animal form perched itself on his lap. He reached forward to scratch behind your right ear. "Shall I continue or are you simply here to be a distraction?"

The feline version of you closed its eyes at the sensation of his fingers scratching at the sweet spot behind its ear. You released a little noise that sounded a lot like a purr making it clear that you were enjoying the attention. You then used your front paw to paw at the pages of the book, as if telling him to go on.

"Very well then..." He emits a low chuckle.

Your little furry self settled down in his lap and listened to the dulcet tones of his voice as he continued with the lines.

His reading was like music to your ears. He made the words soar off the page and flutter around the room. You hadn't seen Guildford this calm in ages, not since the death of his mother.

The two of you remain in the library for hours, him continuing to read aloud to the little animal on his lap. But it's not till you release a sneeze that has him stopping, has him anticipating what would come next. He sighs moving the book onto the side table as he sits back. He holds his breath as he sees ripples of black and orange begin to transform your cat-like self. It's not long till you release another sneeze in your human form.

"Bless…" Guildford clears his throat. He keeps his hands and arms on the armsrest.

You get your bearings. Your hair is messy from when you slept on your side in cat form. And of course, you're only in a night dress. You look at Guildford, and he looks back at you.

He attempts to avoid looking at your nightie, but he's only a man, after all.

You palm down your hair, in hopes it doesn't appear untamed.

He watches you do this, his eyes darting over your face and down your body. He knows he should look away, but he can't. Not when you looked like this. It was just like in the forest all those years ago as children, the feeling of nerves and the rapid heartbeat.

"Sleep well?" He reached up caressing some of your locks behind your ear.

You nod your head as if his soft touch has you forgetting how to speak.

He can see the blush on your cheeks and he knows he's the reason why it's there. "You're adorable." He says, almost as if on autopilot.

You roll your eyes as you climb off his lap. "Fool..."

He watches you cross the room before stopping you at the door. Your hand holding onto the handle.

He lets out a sigh, his leg beginning to bounce. “You do know it is very uncouth for you to be wearing that in my presence.”

"It's my nightwear, Guildford. What do you expect me to wear?" You respond, half turning your head to look at him. "Besides, it's not the most inappropriate attire you've worn around me."

His face turns a few shades darker red as his mind drifts to that exact memory. The image of you in his thin white undershirt, with nothing else on…it hadn't been that many years when he convinced you to go with him to a lake. You had shifted into your cat form by accident leaving you rendered embarrassed and well without clothes. He doesn’t want to be having that sort of thought right now. Not when you were standing a little less than an arms-length away from him, in your very night clothes.

"Thought so…" You muse with a chuckle. "Good night Guildford." You bid him goodbye opening the door to make your way out.

He almost lets you walk out. But his mind has other plans. Before he could think better of it he bolts up and pauses at the door. You're only a few feet from the door before his voice catches your attention.

"Where are you going?" He softly chuckles.

"To bed. Some of us sleep before dawn Guildford."

"Care for a stroll through the meadow again…keep me company?" He looked down before he met your bemused gaze again.

"I'll ask Bertie to pack us fresh carrots."

He quirks an eyebrow at your words, but he can see how you consider it. After a moment, you let out a sigh. "I would never miss it." You bid him with that adorable contagious grin and go to your quarters for the evening. "Night, my lord." You were heavy with the emphasis of his title. Guildford let his weight fall against the threshold, knowing he had the morrow to look forward to. 

[r0-boat]

It's me again teehee~

I came with another request for headcanons because I'm thirsty for these men. So, let's imagine that the 5 kings + Belphegor are gonna do the mimir, but suddenly MC just enters into the room in flirty mode, starting to undress and they're wearing lingerie. Loved to see their reaction hehehe~✨

Aaaaahhhggggg

Going crazy for this ask!

Whb Kings+belphegor reaction to S/o in lingerie

Satan

He likes tight ribbon-like fabric that hugs your skin not too tight but just enough to show a little bit of your body pudge. Good Lord he loves pudgy thighs. If he sees just a little bit of that sweet naked body bulging through the fabric he will go Feral.

Speaking of feral you cannot have nice things with Satan. Any clothes he deems nice he will just tear it off your lingerie, especially lingerie which is not an exception. He will toy with the tight little ribbons with his claws slowly cutting it like he's unwrapping a little gift. Smiling like an idiot when he watches your chest or your thighs come free from the snug bindings.

He will still leave some of the damaged and discarded lingerie on you just so he can see you scratched up, marked your ass bruised, and the pretty little clothing now tattered and broken.

That's when he finally takes you, sliding his cock inside but not finishing inside you no... He wants to finish his masterpiece. Instead taking out his cock to stroke until he cums all over your body. If he could he would Take a photo of this you fucked out drunk and beaten scratched and bruised and save it on his phone screen.(He doesn't because you would kill him)

Mammon

One favorite? Why does he have to choose one favorite? Why can't he just buy and have you wear All of them. Yes master That's a good human, that's it, come closer, strip for him and give him a proper fashion show...

He politely asks you to show yourself turn around let him see everything, You may own him but that doesn't stop him from admiring who owns him. He is hard and he knows you're staring so he parts his robes just enough for himself to spring out. He wants you to know what You do to him.

At the end he still rock hard as he gets up to hug you from behind He asks you which one is your favorite. He likes all of them. And he really likes that you put on a show for him. He will definitely do this more often, He does have a third closet he doesn't use for anything so maybe that's where He will put all the sexy clothes and jewels he wants you to wear for him. He only wants you to wear these things because you own them everything he owns is yours.

He wonders how you would look in the fanciest get up not just lingerie He wants you to parade around your wealth in the fanciest of Tartaros parties. Well maybe you should wear the lingerie underneath,hehe

Leviathan

Wanting the tease the demons of envy you tied him up The rope you used to strangle him now tying his wrist so tightly. As a little treat you do have one of those strangulation collars around his neck just in case he gets a little too rowdy. And with a little extra treat a gag in his mouth. He glares at you if looks could kill you would be dead 20 times over snarling as he sinks his fangs into the rubber ball so hard you think it might break.

But his eyes immediately soften when you take off your clothes revealing soft white lace, He drinks you in, His heart pounding in his chest the urge the need to touch you yet not getting what he wants burning jealousy inside him. His mindswarming with thoughts of how long You have worn that underneath your clothes this whole time. You see his mind wandering giving you that look you know so well You pull on his choker.

He can't spit nasty words, He can't tell you to hang He can't break from his strangulation rope to fuck you till you can't stand. All he could do is feel the tightness in his pants tightening more as you break him down with each tug on his choker. He can't even buck his hips when you sit in his lap.

When Levi is done being difficult you finally let him go his eyes no longer filled with resistance dropping his facade to just pure want. When he finally touches you he looks as if he's in a trance.

Beelzebub

You wore that underneath your normal clothes as you went clubbing with him in Abyssos. He didn't even realize you were wearing that He didn't even know because he wasn't taking you to any of the sex clubs. It was just a normal night of fun until his hand slipped underneath your shirt his eyes widened. Now he wish he did to a sex club.

He thought his mind was playing tricks on him at first before dipping down again and... He never took you to a bathroom so fast he practically ripped off your normal clothes his breaths heavy. He has never been so hard in his life! There you are wearing this underneath your clothes The whole time no underwear no nothing just this!

He's upset that he didn't take you to a sex club so he could properly enjoy you but that will have to wait. For now he's going to take you in bathroom. He will push the Lacey clothing aside and fuck you His mouth and tongue running across the fabric.

After the quickie, which wasn't really quick because he lasted multiple rounds. Your clothes are ripped off but he didn't care He needed you back at the castle in his bed right fucking now carrying you in his arms His jacket over you.

Lucifer

You caught him off guard.... How dare you. He didn't even know you could do that. You child of Adam are full of surprises. He expected a lot of things when he turned his chair but not for you to drop your clothes. Sure he should have because you were a whore of a human being/affectionate But he did not expect what you were wearing underneath. The moment he took his eyes off the paper he was holding in his hand then unto you His eyes widened, His breath hitching. He turned around before getting up out of a seat.

You feel as though the end of your holes is near as he slowly walks up to you, He inspects you at first. Making a noise that you've never heard him make before It sounded like a hiss kind of? Or maybe a pur??

He knew the existence of lingerie but he didn't know he would see it's in person today. It is a surprise but to be honest a welcome one But he will have to punish you for your rather bold decision of showing it off in front of him. A punishment he is excited to enact.

Oh don't worry he will make you scream and rise but the lingerie will stay intact. He's having way too much fun playing and feeling the fabric as you ride and scream on his cock. You look beautiful... Like an angel, albeit a lewd one.

Belphegor

Lingerie soft fabric very comfy. Makes you look sexy makes him want to touch you 10 out of 10 would fuck you in his sleep again.

He prefers the lingerie that value comfort over sexiness. He will be obsessed with touching you when you wear that. He wants you to wear more things like that to bed. Being pretty much his teddy bear when you're wearing something He wants to make sure it's soft.

Tho no matter how much he loses sleep when he is trying to press his cock in between your flushed thighs he will not comment on that. Listen if sex helps beleth sleep that it should work on him.

He likes to play with the fabric well he drifts off. Pressing his whole body against you feeling the softness of your body and the softness of the fabric.