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nctzenluvies · 3 years ago

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not again...

𝖑𝖎𝖚 𝖞𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖞𝖆𝖓𝖌 𝖝 𝖋. 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

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𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖙, 𝖏𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖞, 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖊𝖝

𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖇𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉, 𝖑𝖎𝖚 𝖞𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖞𝖆𝖓𝖌, 𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑 𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗, 𝖔𝖗 𝖘𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙..

it was the middle of your summer break. you had just gotten back from a week long trip with some of your good friends. your roommate yangyang, was pretty jealous he didnt get to go as his two best friends did. but of course, becauce your best friend's ex was yangyang, she wasnt comfortable with him there.

you got out of your friends car, walked into your apartments elevator, and clicked on your floor. you walked to the end of the hall to your apartment, unlocked to door and went inside.

hearing a sudden noise, he peaked his head out of his bedroom to see you taking your shoes off. "dude! your finally back!" yangyang yelled. he ran out to hug you.

"woah, im holding bags here." you said.

"haha, sorry. let me help you."

he took your suitcase and a few of your bags to your room.

"there, i may or may not have ordered food."

"cmon, man! i told you to stop ordering food. theres plenty of food here! i literally ordered groceries to the house before i left!" you snapped.

"sorry, mommy"

"ew, dont do that."

"dont lie, you like it." he winked

"yeah! just not from you?"

"oh why not? ive known you since i was born, so technically ive known you the same amount as my mom."

"ok, no. that makes no sense."

"sure does!"

"whatever."

"anyway, can we play a game and eat?"

"fine."

you two played your normal pc games for about an hour, but you left to your room so you could unpack.

you threw your stuff on your bed and started separating everything. as you sorted your things, yangyang just started randomly poking you everywhere.

"cant you see im trying to do something?"

no response, he just continued.

"stop."

"why?"

"because."

"no."

"do you need something?"

"yes."

"ugh, what?"

"im having a chick over so you might wanna cover your ears.."

"bro! again? i just got back, and i didnt need to know that!"

"oh, so youre not jealous?"

"no? why would i be?" ,you were definitely jealous, but you didnt need him knowing that.

he put his hands around your waist, and hugged you, "you sure about that?"

god, you were blushing like crazy, but luckily you had a history of being good at hiding your feelings.

"uh yeah?"

"okay." he let go, and walked away.

you wanted to brush what just happened off, but you couldnt. i mean, your three year crush, called you mommy? and waist hugged you?! come on. but hes having a girl over, so whatever. you took your makeup off, changed into pajamas, and continued to unpack.

after about an hour of you watching videos, with your headphones of course, you went to the bathroom, expecting yangyang and his girl in his room.

oh my god. you look out your room to see your best friend jerking off and watching porn in the living room?!

"YAH! YANGYANG?! WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"GOD DAMN YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!"

"SO DID YOU! I DIDNT WALK OUT TO USE THE BATHROOM TO SEE YOUR DICK!"

"SORRY!"

"COVER UP DAMN IT!"

he scooted to the corner of the couch, covered himself up, and turned the tv off, while you went to the bathroom.

you walked out, and sat down at the other end of the couch.

"so, you want to explain?" you asked.

"sorry.. i just.."

"just what?"

"i was, you know, horny, and i lied to you about having a chick over so you would bother me."

"i thought you would have sex in your room!"

"yeah... but i expected you to stay in your bedroom."

"i mean yeah, but this is my house too."

"sorry."

"its fine just dont do it again."

"ok.... also youre blushing."

you opened your phone camera to see if he was right. he was.

"no im not! i just did a face mask, thats all!"

he got up and sat infront of you on the floor.

"why are you on the floor?"

"no reason. i just see you prepared for me, huh?"

"what?!"

it took you a second. you werent wearing pants. thats what he was talking about. as soon as you realized that. you blushed even more, and just decided to leave to your room, until he grabbed your thighs and pulled you back on the couch.

"let me leave yangya-"

he put a finger over your mouth.

"not yet. just wait."

he was about to sneak his head under your oversized t-shirt, but he stopped.

"y/n.. consent?" he asked.

"i- uhm- i-"

"im guessing thats a yes."

he spread your legs, put his head in between your thighs, and ate you out like there was no tomorrow. he had you grabbing onto anything within your reach, and making a bunch of noise.

yangyang stopped, took the towel off of his waist. when you werent even looking, he put a condom on. he started kissing your neck, while he lined his member with your body.

he let go, asking you if you were ready. you nodded, and let him enter your heat. he continued at a normal pace, running his hands across your covered body. thinking your shirt was in the way, you began to take it off, but he stopped you.

"keep your shirt on."

"no, its fine. if you want to see me you can take it off."

"no. i know your not comfortable with that."

"are you sure?"

"yes."

everyone, including yourself, thought he was just a player, and that he wouldnt be this sweet in bed.

after a few minutes, he had sped up the pace, and gave you a few hickeys on your neck.

suddenly, you heard a knock at your door, it was one of your friends.you looked at each other, and ran to the bathroom. you told yangyang to get his hair wet and run to his room in a towel, while you showered.

he was wetting his hair, when you heard what sounded like your friend.

"dang it, i forgot i gave her a key." you said to yourself.

"yangyang, i need you to just play along ok?"

"alright."

you hopped in the shower, and you were peeking out of the shower door with your eyes closed.

"yangyang! are you done peeing yet?"

"god! sorry! let me wash my hands!"

"not in here! your going to make the water cold!"

"fine! ill go to the kitchen! damn!"

"thank you! now get out! wait close the door!"

"okay! no need to yell!"

he walked out and shut the door behind him to see your other best friend standing there watching him.

"uh hi?"

"hi? what just happened?"

"i was in the shower when she get home, so she forced me out of the bathroom so she could shower. but i needed to pee and get my hair product out of there."

"oh, so you two didnt shower together?"

"ew no, she has a boyfriend."

"she does?"

"i think?"

"oh.."

"anyway, she will be out soon, so just sit tight."

"alright."

your friend sat down on the couch, and saw a condom wrapper on the table, a towel with wet marks on it, and a pair of boxers on the floor.

"oh my god. they hooked up."

she got up and went to the bathroom where you were showering.

"hey y/n, im leaving, so you can get out and continue your fun time with yangyang. bye!"

"what?! what do you mean?"

"bye!"

she just walked out of your apartment. yangyang listened, so he went to the bathroom and told you she left.

"i know! whatever. im tired i wanna do this tomorrow please."

"of course. do you want to lay down while i put away your stuff? i know where everything goes so it should be fine."

"okay."

he picked you up and set you on your bed. you told him what was clean and what was dirty while you lay there telling him about your trip until you fell asleep.

he shook your shoulder to ask you if he could lay with you, and of course, you said yes.

the two of you finished what you had started in the morning, causing the people next door to complain.

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#smut #nct #wayv #nctdream #nct127 #liuyangyang #yangyang #yangyangnct #yangyangwayv #y/n #nctsmut #yangyang smut

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matt-ward95 · 3 years ago

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Big changes pt1

Jon woke up startled by his phone buzzing at his booty calls house. “Fuck again” he thought to himself as he got up from the bed. His bottom still sound asleep not even moving. “Shit fuck I’m late for class” luckily his back pack was in his car. He would just have to go in last nights clothes. At least he would be comfortable his grey sweat pants and track hoodie fitting a little snug for some reason but he didn’t pay attention to that. Looking for his shoes down by the front door he finally finds them and. Goes to put them on. Only to find his normal size 12’s are no longer cutting it. Confused and half asleep still he shoves his hand in them to make sure his socks just aren’t in them. He rubs his eyes in shock of what he sees his shoes now barely able to cover half his foot.

What the fuck!?! He stands up bumping his head on the ceiling. Jon was a tall guy to start with standing at 6’4 he already had some issues finding clothes for him. Now not even sure how tall is he is he finds his way to the bathroom. Making sure to duck through doors he tries to get a look at himself in the mirror only to see the bottom of his torso exposed by his now crop top hoodie. “ I have to find out what happened” pulling out his phone opening tinder to find out who he went with last night..” Matthew” he whispered to him self. Walking back to the bedroom he goes to shake Matthew awake. “ ungh you’re still here?” Matthew says with out lifting his head from the pillow “ Matthew wake I need you help. Look at me what the fuck happened?” Jon’s massive hand shaking matthews shoulders. Finally awake Matthew sees jon “ morning big guy what’s up?” Matthew still not understanding the situation being that he was only 5’5. “ ummm im fucking huge is the problem here” Jon says. Finally rubbing his eyes and getting out of bed and throwing on a pair of black boxers that hugged his ass, Matthew turns around and sees Jon slightly hunched over barefoot in his apartment. “WHAT THE FUCK!?! I knew you were tall but this is insane. We’re you this big when you came over last night?” Matthew you asked. “ no I was 6’4, 6’5 ish last night and my shoes fit.” Matthew looked down at the giant foot stuffing the poor chuck. “ mmm fuck” Matthew looked down starting to get a hard on. “ ok I’m gonna help you but two things first stop calling me Matthew only my mom calls me that call me Matt. Second and I’m really sorry about this but what is your name?” Jon chuckled feeling better about not remembering Matt’s name earlier “ I’m Jon” he said blushing. “Alright Jon. You’re not going to class today because we got to get you some clothes and shit because you’re now a fucking giant.” Matt said looking way up.

“ I think it’s safe to say your feet doubled in size.” Jon sighed “ what’s the matter big guy? Why you sound so defeated? Come on. I’ll make us some food and see if I can get you some clothes to wear until we go shopping.” They walk through the apartment Jon ducking through the door ways and crouching through the halls. They make it the living room and kitchen where the vaulted ceiling allow Jon to stand up to his full height. “ god damn you’re huge!” Matt yells. “ everything looks so small now. Even more so than before” Jon said looking down at every thing and then at Matt. They lock eyes and smirk crosses his face but it quickly goes away as Jon’s stomach growls “ sorry little guy guess im a little hungry.” Matt walking into the kitchen where he pulls out 5 dozen eggs and starts cracking 2 dozen. 5 for Matt and the rest for jon “ let me know if you want more” Matt says as he placed the biggest plate he could find in front of jon along with about 7 pieces of toast. They sit at the dinning room table Jon’s knees above it. They finish eating. “ ok we need to get some measurements because im fully curious about it. Lay down on the floor.” Jon does as he’s told and lays down while Matt gets a tape measure. “ hold this.” Matt hand him the end of the tape measure as he walks down Jon’s long body. “ shit… you’re 7’9 man. Hang in let me get these feet before you get up. Holy shit and you’re feet are 18 inches long” Jon hops up off the floor “ you’re kidding.” He says looking down at the top of the door frames. “ nah big guy.” Matt said looking all the way up.

End of part 1

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dmc-tings · 3 years ago

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How would the 4 lords reaction to finding mono from little nightmare 2 and how would they react to his powers

I love the Little Nightmares Games, and I do hope we get another installment of them. And this was a really fun ask! Enjoy!

Lady Dimitrescu

The Lady had no interest in te little man-thing

And desired it to be dealt with, but the ever loyal woman obeyed Mother Miranda's orders

And kept it around

"Quiet little thing aren't you?" She spoke to it distasteful one day

Mono only gazed at the large woman

Alcina took this as a "yes" and started to leave

The little man-thing could do what it wanted, as long it left her daughters alone

Days past and Mono had free roam of the castle

The girls, found him rummaging through the kitchen for scraps

Curious they plucked up the little man-thing and started to torture him

Well tried, they found themselves warped and stuck in the walls

Hearing their screeches of anger Alcina rushed down

To see Mono crushing her daughters

She paused to take in the scene

Watching in horror, as the walls twisted and her daughters cried out in pain

"STOP THIS, NOW!"

At Alcina's demand, Mono stopped, releasing the girls

She gathered them behind her, glaring at him

Mono only hung his head, he felt bad...

This woman was kind enough to let him stay here

Alcina saw this and turned to the girls,

"He is not to be harmed. Now go. Play elsewhere."

The girls obliged, after giving Mono curious stares

After this incident, Alcina kept a closer eye on the little man-thing

He was definitely special

Angie and Donna Beneviento

Angie found Mono, he was wandering around in the garden

And normally anything unlucky to wander in there would be subject to hallucinations

Not Mono, he had been at the the of the greenhouse, swirling the glass, in a call for help

He was lost and didn't know how he ended up in this world

Now, they stood infront of Donna, Angie holding the boy up like a puppy

"Can we keep him!?"

Donna peered close to Mono, eyeing him curiously

"Ok..." she muttered, leaning back and turning to another one of her dolls

Angie spent the most time with Mono, seeing as they were the same height

Donna would hold him close to her, she was worried the dolls would lose control and attack him

Mono revealed his powers to the pair when Angie complained about having to walk, despite Donna carrying her

She was laying face down in the floor moaning, "I. HATE. WALKING."

He looked at Donna, who was sighing and standing still, looking down at the doll

With a flick of his hand, the door to the outside moved closer to the three

Angie hopped up, excited, "WOW!! YOU CAN DO THAT!? CAN YOU-"

Donna cut her off, "Angie. Enough." She knelt down next to Mono, "This is an amazing gift. But do try not to use it in front of the others. I dont want them to take you. For now, the other Lords and Mother Miranda think you are a normal child."

Mono nodded, taking Donna and Angie's hands, a a silent agreement

Salvatore Moreau

The Fish Man looked at the small human in awe and confusion

The little one was... CONTORTING REALITY

Moving the near by boulders and rocks close to him, then pushing them away

With practiced ease

Making himself known, Moreau slowly walked out and walked over to Mono

"How... how are you doing this?"

Mono didn't answer, but backed away from Moreau

"Do not be afraid. I wont harm you... I do not wish to." The man sat down, showing he ment no harm to Mono

Slowly, the boy relaxed, and sat, still keeping the distance between them

The pair sat in silence for a few moments before Mono brought the cave where he was staying closer

Then stood up and waved Moreau to follow him

The Fish Man obliged, following

Mono showed Moreau his home, the things he's found and the one Vârcolac that he had befriended

Which happened to also be one of Moreau's favorites

"Ah, I see that Stephen has made friends with you."

Mono nodded, then offered his hand to the man

To which Moreau happily took, letting the boy lead him further into the cave, Stephen following

Moreau gasped, as Mono brought the entrance of the Stronghold close to them

"Send this back little one. The beasts in there aren't as kind as Stephen."

Mono gave Moreau a horrified look then quickly thrust the entrance away

The two became alot more friendly, with the trend being Moreau telling Mono about all of the safe places

And to keep away from the Dangerous places of the area

Stephen helped, by being a mount for Mono as they walked, enjoying one another's company

Karl Heisenberg

The Metal Man's eyes gleamed with greedy excitement

He could use this kid to get a one up on the Miranda bitch!

He rubbed his hands together, deviously

Mono had been running around the Factory, able to keep away from the monsters

But the moment Heisenberg saw the boy running around, a "rescue" had been in the works

He sent the Soldats on a rampage, constantly chasing the boy

Soon Mono tired, and started to faint, to which Heisenberg showed himself, dismantling the Soldats

He bent down, looking at the poor kid

He felt bad

"Ah shit..." Karl picked up the boy, who was half unconscious

The next few days he spent trying to get Mono better

Once Mono was able to stay awake, Karl explained himself

"Im sorry kid.. I saw your power, and... well I was gonna use you to kill this bitch and... now, ive changed my mind..."

Mono didn't say anything, but he knew the man was being honest

Mono patted Heisenberg's hand, but that was all, a silent "Its ok"

Heisenberg nodded, "Well I don't know where the hell you came from... but you can stay here. It's the safest part of the Factory."

From there, the pair kept one another company

Mono a silent but comfortable being and Karl keeping him from Miranda's gaze.

#resident evil 8 #karl heisenberg #resident evil village #salvatore moreau #donna beneviento #lady dimitrescu #angie beneviento #angie and donna #little nightmare mono #little nightmares crossover?

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gh0styyt0astyy · 3 years ago

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What about a fic where Tricky sees Sanford's tattoo and tries to tattoo Hank with paint brushes and markers? (Got this idea from an anon)

✨ [ Artistic muse ] ✨

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⭐️ [Summary] — Tricky likes Sanford’s tattoo, so why not give his favorite person a tattoo as well? (Lee!Hank + Ler!Tricky)

⭐️ [Warnings] — TICKLE FIC; if you don’t like then please scroll on T_T

⭐️ [Prompt/s] — Tricky gives Hank a tattoo with markers and brushes

ok so this is difficult to explain but this is mixed with like. normal canon MC and a modern ish au? trickys still. tricky because im not creative but also this prompt didn’t really strike me for the canon setting so! take this as you will

THIS SAT IN MY NOTES. FOR SO LONG. 😭 IM SO SORRY

key:

hank

TRICKY

requests: closed!

✨ Enjoy ! ✨

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“Alright man, we’re heading out now. We’ll be back later!” A gruff voice called to a man laying upside down on the sofa, phone in hand. “Okay. Don’t get drunk cause I won’t pick you up.” The upside down man answered back.

A snort followed. “Who do you take us for, Hank?”

Hank sat up, propping himself on his elbows. “Well I take you for Sanford,” he said, pointing his head at Sanford, then over at Deimos. “And I take him for Deimos.” He flopped back down, pointing his attention back to his phone. “…Well he has a point.” Deimos whispered. “…Yeah okay, fair enough. Anyway, don’t burn the house down while we’re away.”

“‘Kay.”

The door shut, and then it was just Hank alone in the living room. The man mindlessly scrolling through some boring social media.

The silence was nice for a while, just Hank alone with himself and his thoughts. Usually that sentence never meant good, but for today it was like any other sentence.

Then the door opened again, and Hank raised an eyebrow as he propped himself up again. “Back so soo-?” Hank stopped mid sentence, staring at Tricky who had a bag in his hand.

“Oh. You aren’t who I thought.”

“HI HANK!” Tricky grinned widely, allowing himself into the house and closing the door with his foot. “Hello. Supply shopping go well?” Hank asked, watching as Tricky dug through the bag. “YES! CLOWN FOUND ALL HE NEEDED.” Hank nodded. “Cool, cool.” Hank watched as a variety of markers and brushes were pulled out, a couple of paints too. Tricky was the artistic type of all of them, and it didn’t really surprise Hank much.

“HANK. CLOWN WANTS TO TRY SOMETHING.”

Hank raised an eyebrow again. “Okay. What’s that?”

“CLOWN WANTS TO GIVE HANK A TATTOO! LIKE SANDFAR.”

Hank blinked a few times, mouth open but not saying anything. “Uh. Sanford.” He corrected, standing up off the sofa. “YES. THAT IS WHAT CLOWN SAID? SANDFUR.”

“That’s just further away.”

“SANDWICHES NAME DOES NOT MATTER RIGHT NOW, CLOWN WANTS TO GIVE HANK A TATTOO.”

“Did you just call him Sandwich?”

Hank let out a sigh through his nose and crossed his arms after throwing his phone onto the cushion. “Okay, sure. Where are you giving me this tattoo?”

“LIKE SANDALS!” Hank had to resist the urge to slap his own face. “On… my back?” “YES!” Hank stood there awkwardly for a moment, shifting on his feet as he breathed out through his teeth.

“…alright, fine.” Tricky clapped his hands together and picked up a pack of markers. “SIT.” Tricky ordered, pointing at the floor in front of the sofa. Hank muttered something under his breath as he sat down, tugging off his shirt. “Just take it easy, alright?” Hank looked over his shoulder at Tricky, who hastily nodded. “YES, YES. CLOWN WILL BE CAREFUL. FACE FORWARD!”

Tricky maneuvered Hank’s face to look forward again as he uncapped the marker in his hand.

Hank wasn’t ashamed to admit the sound of the marker uncapping made his stomach drop.

Hank inhaled sharply at the feeling of a markers tip pressing into his skin, and it took everything in him to not flinch away. “HANK IS TENSE.” Tricky said, as if he needed to point it out to Hank. “Well yeah. You’re giving me a tattoo.” Hank said matter-of-factly.

“BUT IT IS NOT A TATTOO GUN?”

“No but— ugh forget it. Just keep going.” Hank shook his head, bunching his shirt up in his hands and holding it tightly.

Tricky didn’t need to be told twice as he got right back to work. Slowly creating strokes up and down. Tricky was watching as the man he drew on twitched occasionally.

Hank had his phone in his hand again, trying to distract himself from the ticklish feeling against his back. He couldn’t say he hated it, per se, but he didn’t like it. “SIT STILL. HANK IS MESSING CLOWN UP.” Tricky’s voice held a light undertone of annoyance and Hank just huffed. “Well I’m sorry I can’t help the fact it tickles.” He hissed back, yelping when the marker dipped underneath the blade of his shoulder.

“…TICKLES?” Tricky parroted back, staring at Hank with what could only be described as a curious look. “Look just— finish the tattoo or I’m leaving to wash it off.” Hank tried to change the subject.

“HANK IS TICKLISH??” Tricky pushed, the marker lingering underneath Hank’s shoulder and making him squirm. “Do you want to finish that damned tattoo or not?” Tricky was silent before he went back to work.

The sneaky bastard though… he knew what he was doing.

The marker’s strokes were much slower than before, lingering on parts of Hank’s spine and making him flinch, slapping a hand to his mouth. “Tricky!” Hank hissed through grit teeth, giggles spilling past his lips.

“CLOWN IS WORKING.”

“Yohohu’re tickling mehee.”

“SHUT. STOP MOVING.”

Hank just groaned, the noise broken up by laughter as he put his face to his knees, hands crossed over his head. Hank squirmed slightly, letting out a loud yelp when Tricky drilled a finger into his side. “HEHEY! Asshohole!” Hank spat. “YOU ARE MESSING CLOWN UP! CLOWN WILL SIT ON HANK IF HE DOES NOT STOP MOVING.” Tricky threatened, continuing to draw on Hank’s back while he wiggled his thumb and index finger into Hank’s side and ribs. “Son of a bihihitch!” Hank hissed into his arms, feeling a smile pull at the corner of his lips.

Hank resigned himself to his current fate; he wasn’t happy about it though. (Though the more he thought about it… it wasn’t so bad.) Every time he’d squirm there’d be another jab to his side— he’d twitch inwardly when the brush marker swiped over a certain part of his spine, helpless giggling muffled by the clenched fabric of his shirt in his hands.

Hank yelped again, swatting Tricky’s hand. “Wohohould you quihihit it!?” He snapped, not really angry. “AAHAK!” He yelped when Tricky dug all five fingers into the skin.

When the marker stopped and Tricky’s hand pulled away from Hank’s side, he looked up. Face flushed a little red as quiet giggling started to subside. “Ahahre… are you dohone?” He asked, Tricky nodded. “YES! COME SEE!” Tricky pulled Hank away to the bathroom, shoving him to the mirror.

Hank looked at his back in the mirror, Tricky standing beside him with a wide grin on his face ad he waited for Hank’s feedback. The tattoo itself looked like a vertical eye with an X across it.

It looked badass actually.

“Huh. I’m impressed, Tricks. Nice work.” Hank hummed, pulling his shirt over his head again. Tricky clapped his hands together again. “TATTOO FITS HANK!” Hank nodded. “Yeah, I like it.”

#ghosty.keysmash #mc tickling #lee!hank #ler!tricky #UGHHUGHUHGH SCHOOLS BEEN KICKING MY ASS….. AND ITS ONLY MY THIRD DAY!!!!!#I apologize of this quality isnt very good like i said it sat in my drafts for weeks 😭

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obeiii-mee · 4 years ago

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Hi there! Im back, tysm for doing my HC ;;/ it was super cute, i really liked Mammons and Satans!! If you dont mind if i ask for another? Hdjsks Recently, i slipped while walking home with some pals and scrapped my knee. It wasnt too bad, but it sure looked bad lmao If you can could you do HCs for the boys reacting to MC slipping and scrapping there knee while walking w them? Im sure Mammon would have a heart attack hfjd Tysm!! Keep up the good work♡

Thank you so much! I hope your knee gets better and that it wasn’t too painful! The brothers would all be panicking in their own way but I agree, Mammon would faint or something lmao.

Hope this was OK.

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The Brothers with an MC who fell and scraped their knee:

Lucifer:

-It was a miracle you managed to convince him to come out on a walk with you at all

-The man doesn’t know when to take a break from his work

-He’s more likely to accept if it’s you asking tho, he has an obvious soft spot for you

-The others call him a suck up behind his back because of it

-You were so happy that you managed to pry Lucifer away from his desk, you were basically skipping alongside him

-Long story short, you tripped over your own two feet and fell

-Luckily, your knees and palms were the only things that got a bit scruffy

-Well, actually your right knee looked as if someone tried removing your entire knee cap with a scalpel, skin and all but adrenaline was kicking in and you couldn’t feel much

-You’ve never seen Lucifer freeze the way he did then

-His mind just drew a blank

-You were about to shrug it off and call it a day, get up and continue your walk but daddy Lucifer can’t have that

-He has six younger brothers (and a younger sister at some point) he is pretty experienced when it comes to treating injuries

-You aren’t walking for the rest of the day, let me make this clear

-He will carry you back to the House of Lamentation no matter how much you protest

-In case it wasn’t obvious already, Lucifer gives off massive dad vibes and now he’s bandaging your leg while you’re laying down on his bed

-While the rest of the brothers watch the two of you from behind the door frame because they are all equally worried

-Get ready for the three hour lecture coming your way

-He’s pissed and amused at the same time tbh

-Silly human, falling over like that and hurting themselves

-Lord Diavolo forbid you try to get out of that bed, he will drag you back and make sure you stay there until your knee is better (kinky)

Mammon:

-He was on his merry way to the casino to blow off all of Lucifer’s money and you tagged along solely for the purpose of making sure he didn’t spend all of Lucifer’s money

-You’d both be done for if he did

-But I guess fate really had it out for you on that day since your foot slipped on....something and you tripped

-Both of your knees looked bloody and damaged as hell but you were more irritated than anything

-Mammon on the other hand did a fucking double take and almost passed out

-He screeched his lungs out

-One look at your injured knees and he was ready to drag you all the way to the human realm on foot to find you a doctor

-“MC ARE YOU OK WHY THE FUCK IS THERE SO MUCH BLOO-HOLY SHIT STAY STILL DON’T MOVE! THE GREAT MAMMON WILL FIX THIS...SOMEHOW.”

-It was very dramatic, he cried

-You stood up to prove that you were alright because you thought he was going to have a seizure soon enough

-OK, that helped him calm down a little

-At least now he knew your legs weren’t about to get torn off and you weren’t on the verge of death

-Fuck the casino, you were going home

-Like Lucifer, don’t expect you will walk home by yourself

-He will carry you, a bit embarrassed by his initial freak out but still eyeing your wound, concerned

-As soon as you get home and the other brothers help you out because he’s shit at bandaging, he just sits in his own pool of misery and guilt

-Your poor knees wouldn’t be so jacked up if you hadn’t come along with him today

-He was so determined to make it up to you, he stayed by your bedside like a loyal puppy with a wagging tail (flashback to the animal event)

-Overall, he almost went into cardiac arrest and was too panicked to realise you were fine

-You thought he was smothering and overprotective before? Good luck for the rest of the week

Levi:

-“See, this is why I don’t like going out. There’s always some normie laying on the groun- OH MY LORD DIAVOLO, MC IS THAT YOU?? ARE YOU OK?”

-HIS HENRY ALMOST DIED ON THE NEWLY POLISHED FLOOR OF AN ANIME CONVENTION, HE HAS VERY MIXED EMOTIONS

-You fell knees first and hurt them quiet badly but you could stand, even if the pain made you twitch a little

-This confused Levi because you looked fine even though your knees certainly didn’t

-You told him you felt alright and it wasn’t that big of a deal and he absolutely rolled with it

-But you guys still went home after that

-He said it was because you bled all over your cosplay but that’s just him being a tsundere

-Levi is usually very shy when it comes to physical contact but he firmly insisted that he help you walk home

-I mean, he knows you said you were feeling OK and maybe humans just have a lot of tolerance for injuries like that

-But he still felt it was necessary that he took you home and checked out your injuries

-He kept the mood light while disinfecting you’re wound with some help from Satan by talking about how the convention went

-High low-key relieved seeing you walk around like normal two minutes after that

-He started bitching to you about how you made him miss his the event but he didn’t mean any of it

-“Stupid normie, making me miss my favourite Ruri-chan event. You’re lucky I love you and think you’re cute....did I just say that out loud??”

Satan:

-Oh dear, why would you go out for a walk in the middle of a rainstorm? What were you thinking?

-Actually, it was Satan’s idea

-He may be a demon and the prince of Wrath no less, but he is such a sappy, cheesy bastard at times

-He definitely thinks that walking and kissing in the rain is very romantic (bet he read something like that in an erotica)

-You know what’s not romantic blondie? Slipping on a very small puddle and potentially fracturing your leg

-It was just a scraped knee but you were frustrated enough to be extra

-He’s helping you up before you even have the chance to realise you fell in the first place

-Your knee was looking pretty bad so you guys went home just to avoid any further casualties

-He’s actually chuckling all the way back while you playfully glare at him because how dare he laugh at your misery?

-Date night was ruined but at least he got to take care of you

-He knew your knee must have hurt and he felt bad but he couldn’t help but giggle a bit to himself because your fall was so comical

-Ah but he does enjoy fussing over you for the rest of the night a bit too much

Asmo:

-You thought Mammon was melodramatic?

-Take a look at this fucking guy

-He actually screeches even louder than his brother and probably falls to his knees too (but not really because those pants were expensive)

-His screams definitely got the attention of at least 10 random passerbyers

-He’s actually on the verge of crying

-I mean, can you blame him?? Look at your beautiful knees!! They were ruined

-He felt so bad for you, he actually babied the hell out of you that day

-“Asmo, it’s fine. It’s just a scrap.”

-“A SCRAP, MC IT LOOKS LIKE YOUR KNEE IS ABOUT TO FALL OFF YOUR POOR SKIN-“

-It was just a scrap but Asmo’s secret talent is being extra as fuck

-He totally spilled all the tea to the rest of the brothers when he got home

-And then he ushered you into his room

-Funnily enough, he’s pretty good with injuries. Not as much as Satan and Lucifer but still

-He pampered you for the next few hours but that image of your skin being all grazed like that will forever haunt him

-How can you not be so bothered by it?? He’d die if he was in your place

-I love Asmo just because of how dramatic he is

Beel:

-Your shoelaces were undone and of course that meant a fun little trip to the floor of Hell’s Kitchen

-Beel didn’t notice you fell at first, he was concentrating on his food and assumed you were next to him

-But then he realised that you weren’t and for a moment he thought you disappeared or something

-Before he turned to find you laying on the floor, curled up because life was pain and you were suffering

-“Are you OK? Or are you just tired? Belphie does that a lot when he’s tired.” Or depressed one might say

-But for real, he’s good at identifying serious wounds and less serious wounds since he’s an athlete

-He can tell your knees were bleeding way more than they should have from just a simple scrap

-He slinged you over his shoulder and carried you, calmly, back home, with a burger still in his hand

-He’s actually really collective and talked to you while cleaning up your injury to take your mind off the pain

-He knows humans are a little more fragile than demons so even though he knows it’s not a big deal, he can’t help but worry

-It’s kinda hard falling around him tho because chances are, he will actually catch you even if he happens to hold something

-He’s sad if you’re sad so please don’t cry he will bandage your scraped knee do you want the last bit of his burger to make you feel better?

-Comfort hugs afterwards!

-Which is awesome because Beel gives out best hugs :)

Belphie:

-Ah yes, another beautiful day at RAD

-Walking alongside with your grumpy and sleepy boyfriend when a random demon bumps into you

-Wel not bumps, more like shoves you so hard you fall down and tear the fabric of your pants

-While the dude shrugs it off and speeds away

-You were a bit pissed off because rude

-But Belphie was fucking fuming

-He felt so offended on your part

-I mean, the nerve of him

-He was tired as shit but he wanted to chase after him and throw hands, possibly fill his pillow with rocks and hit him over the head with it

-He forced himself to focus on you first before hunting the moron down

-He was a bit concerned when he didn’t see you come back up after you fell

-Turns out, you scraped your knee pretty horribly and now you were bleeding all over the floor

-He’s even more quiet than usual as he helps you up and half carries you to your next class

-He starts taking care of your knee in the middle of DevilDom history he doesn’t give a flying fuck

-He’s still furious by the time he gets home and most of his brothers know to leave him be when he makes that scary ass face

-No talk to him

-He angy

-“Does your knee still hurt?”

-“A bit but it’s not-“

-“Come nap with me.”

-“Why?”

-“Naps shall cure your pain.”

-“...”

-“Nah but for real come take a nap with me.”

-Next day at school, the dude from yesterday walks by him and Belphie smashes his head against the wall

-Before walking away as if nothing happened

-I stan protective Belphie

These HCs are really bad but I love them anyway

Al~

#obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me imagines #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #⭐️ requests #☂️ demon brothers #🌸 comfort #💞 Protective Bois

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imagines4thefandoms · 4 years ago

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Oliver Queen x Daughter! Reader

“(Y/n) its time to go,” your father called as he walked through the front door.

Your eyes almost popped out of your head when you heard your father’s voice. You quickly jumped out of bed and locked your bedroom door. Scanning the room you were looking for a place to hide. The sound of your parent’s footsteps made you pick the spot under your bed. There was a knock on your door and the doorknob jiggled a little.

“sweetheart open the door please,” your mother called.

“(y/n) is not here at the moment please leave a message at the beep. BEEP,” you yelled from under the bed.

“Princess I know you’re scared but we need to go,” your father called.

Your father was bringing you to get your wisdom teeth out, not just out, surgically removed. The thought of being put under and having someone cut into your mouth scared you. You tried to beg your parents to let you not get your wisdom teeth out but they said that they needed to get taken out. This procedure has been rescheduled three times and your parents said that you need to get it done today. Your bedroom door opened and you just guessed that your father picked the lock.

“I know your scared baby but if you don’t get your wisdom teeth out you will be in pain,” your mother said as she walked into your room.

Your parents looked for you in your bathroom, closet and under the pile of clothes that are just sitting on the floor. You watched their feet move across the floor when another pair of feet walked into the room.

“She’s freaking out again,” your brother William asked.

“your sister is hiding and she need to leave for the appointment,” mom said.

Your parents and William were whispering about something. The next thing you knew the covers on your bed and your father’s blue eyes. He held out his hand and helped you out from under the bed.

“Traitor,” you glared at William.

“Lets go. I promise that everything will be okay,” your father said looking in your eyes and grabbing you by your shoulders.

“But what if it’s not. I’m going to be vulnerable. I don’t want to be put under,” you replied to your father.

“She is your child, Oliver,” your mom said rubbing his back.

Your father grabbed you and wrapped you into a giant bear hug. Your father always gave the best hugs. In that moment, you felt a little better because he is a lot of things. He is a business man, father, husband; he is arrogant and the Green arrow. But your father never breaks his promise. If he says that you will be okay, you will be okay. After your father let you go you walked to put your shoes on.

“Let’s hurry up before I freak out again,” you announced as you started walking out of the door.

Your parents and brother followed you out of the room and your brother handed you your glasses. He laughed and messed up your hair. William always said that “(n/n) stop forgetting your glasses. I don’t know how you keep forgetting them, you're blind as a bat.” After you put the glasses on your father got his keys and the two of y’all headed to the car.

The entire drive to the dentist you were freaking out. Your legs were bouncing and you couldn’t keep your hands from shaking. Your father turned on the radio for you but the music didn’t calm you down.

“Dad, have you ever been scared,” you asked him as you turned down the radio. “I mean I know you haven’t never mind.”

“Of course I have been scared,” he replied.

“Dad, you’re the Green arrow you can’t be scared.”

“I was scared on the island and I’ve been scared ever since. It’s why I do what I do. Im always scared but instead of letting that fear take control of me, I control my fear and I do something about it. I fight to protect you, your brother, your mother, and the rest of star city.”

With that knowledge, the knowledge that even the mighty Green Arrow gets scared made you feel better. You gave a look to your father letting him know that you were ok. The two of you walked into the office and a nurse brought you back to the room. The room looks like a normal dentist office but there was this electricity in the air reminding you that you were about to have oral surgery. You sat in the chair and laid back both wanting to get the surgery over with and for the surgery to never happen.

You handed your father your glasses and then he left the room. The Doctor placed a mask over your mouth and you started to get sleepy. You woke up in a giant pink bubble. Tina the unicorn popped the bubble and let you out. A voice entered your head and it was Tina telling you to follow her. Tina lead you to a fountain full of (favorite candy). At the fountain there was an orange panda, green elephant, and purple eagle. The three colorful animals were having a tea party when a yellow monkey started jumping on the table.

“Would you like some tea (y/n),” the purple eagle asked flying over to you holding a cup of tea in his talons.

“Brian, the girl wants cookies not tea,” the orange panda replied walking on his back two paws carrying a plate of (favorite cookies).

“Hannah, leave the girl along. If you keep distracting her she is gonna mess up her sculpture,” the green elephant told the panda.

In that moment a giant pole of wood stood in front of you. A silver stake and a small hammer appeared in my hand. The yellow monkey stood next to you cheering you on. You looked to your left and saw the other animals standing in front of their own wooden polls except for the monkey. You were in a wood carving contest and the winner gets a ten foot lollipop. Little shavings of wood flew through the air as everyone started carving. You were starting to carve when a thick fog rolled in and you couldn’t see five inches in front of you. The fog was so thick that everything went dark.

You tried to open your eyes but it felt like they were glued together. After two more attempts to open your eyes they finally opened. The fog started to clear but everything was blurry.

“I can’t see i’m blind, you said freaking out.

Your father placed a cold metal object on your face and everything cleared. Suddenly your fathers face was right in front go you making you jump and let out a little yelp. He was moving his lips like he was talking but you couldn’t hear him. You slowly sat up and your father walked over to you.

“How do you feel princess,” he asked you.

“Where is everyone? What happened to the contest,” you wondered.

“What contest?”

“The wood carving one for the giant lollipop. I want the lollipop.”

Your father let out a small laugh and he helped you stand up. The two of you walked out of the doctors office and to the car. Your father helper you into the car and buckled you in.

“Wait dad we can’t leave without Tina. She helped me get out of the bubble,” you yelled as he closed the door.

“Who is Tina,” your father asked s he climbed into the car.

“The unicorn dad. Duh. Wait no she’s competing for the lollipop leave her we have to go now,” you said stepping on the imaginary gas in front of you.

The entire ride you kept talking about the tea party and the wood carving contest. Your father gave little nods and gave a ‘yeah’ ‘really’ every once in a while. When the car stopped at a stop light you were mesmerized by the colors. The light turned green and a realization came to you.

“I know who the green arrow is. but I can’t tell you it’s a secret,” you shouted sitting up straight.

“Oh yeah,” he replied with a smirk.

“If I tell you, you will be in danger and the yellow monkey likes you.”

You didn’t notice when your father pulled into the driveway. He had to come to your side of the car and open the door for you. He helped you out of the car. You walked up to the front door and knocked. Your father was about to open the door but you stopped him.

“You can’t just walk in. The green arrow lives here,” you whispered.

You knocked again and this time William opened the door confused. He looked over at y’alls father and saw him make the crazy sign. William laughed and nodded as he let you in. You were walking to the couch to lay down. As you were laying down William brought you a blanket. Suddenly you shot up right.

“I can see. My eyesight was cured,” you shouted. “Tina fixed my eyes.”

“Who is Tina,” William asked.

“Her unicorn friend,” your father replied.

“Do you have the video,” William asked dad.

Your father handed your brother a phone and they watched something on it. Your mother walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of chicken broth. She placed it on the coffee table and walked over to dad and William. All three of them looked at the phone a laughed at it. They looked up from the phone when you started crying.

“They took my teeth mommy. Those monsters,” you cried.

“Its okay sweetheart,” she said walking over to you. She sat on the couch and held you in her arms.

“You are the best mom ever. And you have the prettiest hair,” you said playing with her hair. “Wait mom did you know that dad is the green arrow?”

She laughed and nodded. Your jaw started to really hurt so you laid back down. William brought you an ice back while your father gave you some pain pills. You were starting to fall asleep when you heard William say, “She is going to love this video.”

#oliver queen x reader #oliver queen x daughter #oliver queen imagine

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shower-phantom-ideas · 4 years ago

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Continuation of this post. Just a heads up my phone is at one percent and i didnt look ANYTHING up about NASA (im not even sure im spelling it right tbh) so i have no idea about anything im talking about. Its all just how i assume it works ok ok

The team assigned to keeping track of the facilities ghost activity has finally been approved to try and capture said ghost, after days of convincing the higher ups ghosts are real and yes one is haunting lap 2b, and sending it to space. The goal was it send it to a already in orbit station with a team thats been training on the side for the tests they wanted to run.

It finally came time to try and contain the ghost. After a few days of research and study someone just suggested they try all the classic stuff, for fun clearly not thinking anything would come of it just a sort of break activity. Somebody set up some equipment that everyone sees on a basic episode of Ghost Adventures (i honestly wish i have faith my phone wouldnt die so i could look up literally any ghost hunting gear) and begain asking questions.

Nothing was really coming from it besides the normal stuff they would get “who is the ghost haunting our lab” with a “you mom” in response or a “how did you get here” “i died duh” but then once someone jokingly ask “do you wannt go to space” Phantom himself showed up right in Steves face seconds after he asked the question (you should have seen him jump lmao). The response surprised everyone in the room. “Are you SERIOUS??? I can go to SPACE???”

The room fell silent as everyone just stared in awe. They had all read about Phantom. From day one he was the first ghost they used find out more about the paranormal. No one actually went to Amity to seek Phantom out but the information about the ghost was almost endless. Everyone in the room was just shocked to findout it was this ghost that was haunting the lab.

Very much aware of everyones stares Phantom floated back from poor Steves face. Slowly floating up and back a bit he rubbed at his neck and gave an akward laugh “sorry��. When no one made a move to clear the air that was now felt so thick to Phantom we was sure he could cut it he sheepishly spoke “ill uhh just uh excuse myself then.. since you guys are uhh doing.. that”. Turning to go someone finally shook off the shock and jumped up. It was a tall man with brown hair and glasses, Jim they call him even though his name is Robert, “WAIT WAIT HANG ON.”

Phantom froze midair and flipped backwards as if we was laying on the air, tilting his head waiting for Jim, who he knew full wells real name is Robert, to continue. Coughing akwardly Jim spoke again “We have been studying ghosts more and want to understand better physical properties of them, mainly in space yes. Like can a ghost still float in soace or will the struggle with the change in gravity.” Being cut off by Stacie who seemed a bit excited “Can they withstand the conditions of space without containment or are they restricted because of the last of a normal atmosphere.” The questions came barreling in one after another. As each person in the room shouted a different idea they had for what they wanted to test.

Ofcourse feeling a bit overwhelmed but the sudden barrage of questions he put his hands up backing away a bit stammering not knowing what to say. Steve finally recovered from his scare was the one to step in and calm everyone one. Steve turned to Phantom, who clearly looked grateful for some help, and asked “So how about it Phantom, wanna go to space and help us figure some stuff out?” He reached his hand out in hopes the ghost would shanke it and that his team was right in asumming Phantom wasnt actually evil. To which Phantom obviously responded by flaoting down to just about the floor, but not touching down, and grasping Stevens hand he spoke “yeah, i think i would”

#danny phantom #holy crap still 1% send help #danny feels out of character to me but whatever #i should be sleeping but i really wanted to play jackbox games and no one would join so laying in bed blogging it is #yall i lowkey hate this blog not gonna lie #katie get out of my tags #i miss making them despressing #it was like the one place i actually spoke about how ibfeel smh #im hyped for lunch tomorrow #i invited tyler #ruby tuesdays hell yea #he gets off at four

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mxchellesworld · 4 years ago

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𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝 - 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐑��𝐢𝐝 𝐱 𝐂𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐂𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, use of toys, exhibitionism, degradation, knife play, bondage

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫

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You had on a creme colored slip dress and underneath was the set which you had bought earlier in the day. Once you got home you had thrown your bags onto the couch and ran to your closet to look for a perfect outfit. You wanted to look angelic in contrast to the sins which you were hoping to commit during the night.

You had searched in your shoe boxes for an old pair of heels you had from your college days. They were blush pink blocky heels which had long straps that wrapped around your calves.

As annoying as you knew it would be you dusted some body glitter on your collar and shoulders to shine bright under the club lights. You did some dewy makeup and and made sure to highlight the highest points in your face. The final touch were your dangly earrings and a simple chain around your neck.

Ordering an uber you waited in the lobby of your apartment with a fuzzy jacket over your outfit to keep off some of the chilly night air.

You ended up showing up to the club at 6:55. You thanked the driver and bid him a good night. Walking down the familiar corridor you noticed someone else was in Penelope’s spot.

You had texted her before you came asking if she was going to be around. She mentioned she was meeting with her brothers but insisted on grabbing brunch soon.

A man with short dark curls and stubble was sitting at the desk. He greeted you with a bright smile. You were seriously going to ask Cat and Spencer where they found all these models to work for them.

“Hey sweetheart are you new here?” he asked extending his hand for you to shake.

You shook his hand and nodded, “Yeah kinda, I was here like last week. Is there anywhere I can put this?” you asked tugging on your jacket.

“Just write your name on a sticky note and I’ll tuck it under here for you.”

He handed you the pad and a pen. You noticed the way the veins popped on his large hands. You pulled off the sticky and shrugged off your jacket. His eyes lingered over your curves as your dress was tight enough to hug them nicely.

Handing both the items to him, he spoke again. “Why don’t you go ahead and add your number down on that note. In case you leave without it of course.”

You were about to reply when a voice spoke up from behind you, “Flirting on the job again, Luke.” You felt Cat’s hand on the small of your back.

“Hey I’m just trying to be welcoming,” he said raising his hands in surrender.

“Right,” she said.

He looked back at you, “I’ll keep this safe Y/n, you have a good one sweetheart.”

“Thanks,” you said before looking back at Cat then letting her guide you.

“You’ve just been catching everyones attention this week haven’t you angel,” she spoke in your ear. You shivered at her actions.

“Yeah but not from who I wan though,” you said with a pout.

She led you to the bar and nodded at a brunette who was behind the counter, “Aw are you upset we haven’t been around to give you what you want baby.”

You nodded then looked at the bartender who placed two drinks in front of you, giving her a smile. They were pink and had lemon wedge on the side. It was fruity and you could taste the hint of alcohol in them.

“Yes. Using toys on my own can only do so much Catherine,” you said looking in her eyes. You noticed the way her jaw tensed at the use of her full name.

She grabbed your cheeks in her hand pressing on them just enough for you to feel pressure, “I think you forget you’re not the one in charge here angel.”

You eyes widened. You forgot this wasn’t just a normal club. Anywhere else people might have looked at the scene in curiosity but here no one batted an eye when just around the corner people were doing worse for the eyes of everyone to see.

“Well then why don’t you remind me,” you said challenging her.

She got up dragging you by your hair, you noticed she was making way to the playrooms. She tapped on an earpiece you never saw behind her hair, “I’m gonna need Spencer in room number 3 please. Spencer room 3.”

She unlocked the door with a key she pulled out of her blazer, leaving it wide open. In the center of the room was a large bed and various pieces of furniture spread throughout. She pushed you down onto it, her hand traveling to grip around your throat.

“Is this what you wanted? You want me and Spencer to play with you here and show everyone exactly who’s fucking slut you are,” she gritted out.

You whined lowly trying to nod your head but of course she didn’t take that.

“Whats your color?” she asked.

“Green Mistress.” With that she landed a smack across your face. It wasn’t hard but enough for you to feel a little sting.

“Seems like we really did fuck you stupid. I’m gonna give you one more time to answer me correctly. Do you want us to fuck you here in front of everyone and let them see who fucking owns this tight little cunt.”

You all but yelled in response, “Yes Mistress please!”

Just then Spencer walked. He was wearing a black suit with just a white dress shirt under, the top two buttons undone again.

He looked at Cat with a smirk then turned to you with an instant stone cold gaze. It drove you wild to see how quickly his demeanor changed.

“Get on all fours and keep your head down,” Cat said before walking over to Spencer.

You could hear their whispering voices as they decided what they’d do with you. Somehow you disliked that much more than when they would speak as if you weren’t in the room at all. At least then you knew what was coming. For now you shivered in anticipation knowing damn well you pushed all the right buttons to get to this moment.

You heard the patter of Spencer’s dress shoes and Cats heels click on the floor as they moved about. The sound of a flip being switched but no lights in the room changing let you know it was the one on the sign of the door, signaling anyone could watch in.

Before you knew it the sounds of more people walking in and spreading across the room brought you out of your thoughts. However Spencer came and tapped you on your back. You slowly lifted your head not knowing if you were allowed to.

“You can sit,” he said softly. Another quick change from his last attitude.

You pushed yourself off your hands and sat back with your bum resting on your calves. He leaned in slowly, pushing some of your hair behind your ear, “Im gonna explain a few things to you, alright?”

“Yes Sir,” you said nodding.

He gave you a small smile before continuing, “Ok so all these people here are for you,” he said gesturing to them. You peered around and saw how they looked at you with a hungry gaze.

“However if at any point you don’t want them here or you need to stop just call red. Again, there is no punishment in doing so, and they will understand also. You got that princess?” he said searching your eyes.

“Yeah, thank you Spencer,” you said making sure he truly understood how grateful you were of him taking his time with you.

“Great now lie back. I’m gonna tie you up with these,” he said pulling out roped from a drawer that was within the side of the bed.

You scooted up to rest your head on the pillows lifting your hands above your head for him to take. He used the red rope to intricately tie them to the frame above you.

You gave them a test tug, “Are they too tight?” he asked.

“No Sir,” you said with a smile.

Cat walked back over trailing her trusty crop up your body. The dress had slipped up past your thighs.

“Whats your color angel?” she asked sweetly.

“Very green Mistress.”

“Good girl,” she said before landing a swat on the side of your thigh.

You yelped out at the impact which made her laugh. She moved around the space with her shoulders squared. Your eyes followed her every move trying to brace yourself for the next blow. She moved to your other side landing a swat on the top of your thigh.

You mewled at the feeling.

“Does our little slut like the pain?” she questioned, punctuating her sentence with another swat.

You frantically nodded your head, “Yes Mistress! It hurts so good.”

She trailed the crop down your chest, “Well then then its not much of a punishment is it?”

You saw Spencer walk over and noticed the knife in his hand, “Color?”

“Green sir.”

He looked you in your eyes as he trailed the knife down your cheek. Your breath hitched at the contact with cold metal. It slid down your collar then finally he pulled on to the low neckline of your dress and sliced through it. The fabric fell to your sides leaving your new set on display for everyone.

The room was a low murmur. You noticed some people adjusting themselves in their pants even going as far as rubbing themselves over the material.

You let out a quiet moan at the sight which Spencer had heard, “Do you see what you do to all these people angel? Too bad none of them get to lay a fucking finger on you. We’re the only ones who get to play with this perfect pussy,” he said trailing the blade down your clothed clit.

You moaned louder at his words and the small amount of simulation. He let out a dark laugh which faded as a new sound was in your ear. Cat walked over holding a wand vibrator.

“I gonna edge you twice. One for each time someone was flirting with whats mine,” she basically growled.

“Yes Mistress.”

Spencer set the knife down and pulled your legs apart. Cat wasted no time in pressing the vibrator right over your clit. You let out a symphony of moans. Your head fell back as you were swimming in pleasure. The knife was back on your skin and you felt it slice through the lace like butter.

Spencer placed it back down then went to fondle your breasts. You let out mewls and curses of his title. Cat handed the vibe over to him and she picked up the crop. You heard the saw before you felt the impact on your opposite breast.

“You’re getting close aren’t you angel?” she said mockingly.

“Yes Mistress,” you said breathlessly.

Spencer upped the setting on the vibrator and moved it around, circling right on your bud.

“Shit I’m gonna cum,” you whined.

“No you’re not,” Spencer said completely removing the vibrator, “Sluts like you don’t deserve to cum.” You felt your clit pulsating from the loss of pleasure.

Sure enough the vibe was placed again on your aching bud. They kept it up for a few minutes. This orgasm coming on stronger and easier due to how stimulated you were. The mix of pain and pleasure along with their degrading words spurred you on even more.

You were writhing on the sheets, head moving back and forth, back arching as you were so close to hitting your peak. The knot in your tummy seconds from breaking.

“You better not cum angel,” ‘Cat threatened with a swat on your tummy.

“I’ll just add another one and another one. I can leave you here tied up over night with the vibe on the lowest setting so that you never cum.”

You moaned out no’s and please’s for her or Spencer to end your torture. Spencer saw the way your chest heaved on the brink of release. The vibe was gone again and you let out a groan of dissatisfaction.

You could feel your slick dripping down your thighs and onto the sheets below you. You knew there’d be a big wet patch on the center. Looking up you saw the crowd had grown bigger. Some watching from the hallway too timid to fully be emerged in the room. A pair of familiar brown eyes caught yours.

Luke was standing there biting his lip. His eyes raked over your flushed form and looked at the small red marks from the crop which littered your thighs. You closed them in slight embarrassment. How long had he been standing there?

Cat spoke and pulled you out of your thoughts, “Are you being shy because your little friend is here?”

“No no I think she loves it,” Spencer spoke, “I think she loves seeing people watch her act like the desperate whore she truly is.”

“You know what angel we’ll let you cum. Just so our guests can see how pretty you look.”

“Thank you Mistress,” you said keeping eye contact with Luke. You noticed the bulge growing in his pants.

Spencer hooked his finger into your panties and pulled them down your legs. He threw them over for Luke to catch and winked at him. He spread your legs as you were now completely bare for everyone to see.

Cat took the wand and you heard the vibrator roar to life again. She wasted no time pressing it on your clit and circling it.

You let out loud moans and whimpers which you were sure could be heard all the way to the bar. Your eyes shut closed at the pleasure was flowing through you.

“Cmon princess be our good girl and show them how good we make you feel,” Spencer said leaning in to whisper in your ear.

With his permission the knot in your tummy broke. You felt your release flow down your thigh as you screamed curses and thanked them. Your hands pulled at the roped trying to move away from the vibe on your clit. The overstimulation being too much to handle.

She turned it off and set it to the side. Spencer moved to untie your wrists as Cat rubbed your cheek softly. Your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath.

Spencer rubbed your wrists and placed small kisses on them to soothe you. You sat up and wrapped your arms around your body. Now feeling self conscious about the unfamiliar eyes watching. Spencer had noticed and shrugged off his suit jacket to place over your frame.

“I’m gonna go get the bag from our office,” he said looking to Cat. She nodded and watched as he walked away along with the the remaining people in the room. Luke was no longer present.

“You did so amazing tonight angel. We are so proud of you,” She took your face in her hands and pressed small kisses all over your cheeks and forehead. Finally she made it to your lips and and gave you a kiss which was nothing but reassuring.

She pulled away to speak, “Spence is getting our bag, we brought you a sweater and sweatpants.”

“So you planned for all this to happen?” you asked quirking a brow.

She laughed in response, “Yeah something like that.”

You wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled her in for more kisses. They were sweet and gentle but equally intoxicating. You could taste the strawberry mints which you remembered she kept all over the apartment.

“Always starting without me,” Spencer said with a smile as he walked back, one hand held a brown leather bag and the other held your jacket. He closed the door behind him before setting the bag on the bed.

You shrugged off the jacket and the torn items of clothing, “You guys owe me, I literally bought this earlier today!” you whined.

“Yeah yeah, hands up,” he said pulling the sweater over your head. Cat pulled your hair out from under it tenderly. He squatted down to get your legs through the sweatpants.

“I can dress myself you know,” you said through a smile.

“Just let us take care of you angel,” Cat said holding your jacket open for you to get your arms through it.

You sat back down to unwrap your heels. With how wobbly your legs were there was no way you’d make it out.

Spencer’s phone chimed in his pocket, “The car’s here to pick us up. Let’s go home.”

With that you picked up the bag which held your heels and discarded clothing. You reached out to interlock your pinky with Cat’s but she shifted to hold your whole hand, looking back at you with a smile.

You walked out of the lounge with a satisfied smile and your two favorite people on either side of you.

#spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid smut #spencer reid x reader #Criminal Minds Fanfiction #criminal minds smut #cat adams x reader #cat adams smut #chellewrites

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kai5621 · 3 years ago

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Deja vu [Heisenberg x OC]

Warning: age gap, slow burn, platonic to romantic relationship. Grammer issues (english is my first language criiii) . Child abuse, family abuse, death (not major character ). Eventual smut (maybe?）

Note: OK !!!! SO after drawing a bunch of RE8 OCs I finally could resist my self writing my own story about it. Cuz damm Heisenberg stole all my heart and I have no complains about it.

This is my first time writing a fanfic, so I will try my best !! And lastly-----

HEISENBERG DESERVES SOOO MUCH MROE LOVE.

And here’s a little potrait thet I drew for the oc (as for why I didn’t draw heisenberg as well, is bcuz im shit at drawing males ┭┮﹏┭┮)

The first time Heisenberg met Erin, she was only eight, can barely reach his waist and always be smiling everyday, like an every single child would at her age. She came to this shitty village with her dad, which claims to be her only family member. They are obviously foreigners to the villagers, as no one remembered there’s anyone in this place would have a such strong British accent, therefore they must be new.

Their family history has remained a mystery to most of them, oddly enough, only a few people who are about eighty or ninety years old do recall their family name, and were quite surprised to see that Erin’s father is back here again. Although every single one of them would shoot him with fierce glances that are not so friendly, even towards Erin. Except for Luiza, but even though her kindness was mainly for the poor little girl.

“I don’t understand, Charles. If you decided to leave this place before with such determination, why bother came back?” She asked her father sternly, while watching Erin just quietly standing behind him. She was thin, with a long, dark raven hair tied into a loose pony tail. But she does look endearing, those big, innocent watery eyes could gain everyone’s sympathy.

“That’s none of your business, and why does it even matter to you?” He seemed annoyed when answering this question, he roughly grabbed Erin’s wrist, without looking any of the people here, he just simply left, leaving others remain in silent confusion. Some younger villagers did ask Luiza about Erin’s origin, but all the time she just shooked her head, signed heavily.

“May mother Miranda bless that little girl. She does not deserve such man as her father.....”

Of course, Heisenberg would never missed such local news from the village. He did pay a visit to the new “guests” before informing Miranda and his siblings. The appearance of new faces surely hooked his curiosity quite high, but to be honest, he doesn’t even understand why he was that excited, as surely they would probably just end like the locals here, worshiping Miranda like she’s an actual god, and then would went missing mysteriously but eventually end up on her cold, metal operating table, with chest being cut open, blood splatters all around the body, while the Cadou parasite just devouring the remains.

Didn’t someone mentioned the family also has a daughter? Ah, then perhaps that lucky little thing would go to his sister’s castle and can becomes one of the “maid”. Just another victim, Heisenberg thought to himself, he could not hide his grin back. Holding his hammer at the back of his shoulder, he walked quickly to that infamous cottage where the new family is settled, a few quite whispers can be heard during his journey, the villagers were all surprised to see the presence of the metal lord, and naturally inquiring behind his journey.

Just like before, Heisenberg ignored all of them,

When he finally reached the shabby wooden door, of the cottage, he didn’t even bother knocking, just pushed the door wide open violently, using his ridiculous strength meanwhile announcing his arrival.

“Well, well, there’s been news all around the village about the new family, and I thought I could a pay a little visit, to get to know the new members! You are welcome, by the way......”

But when all he saw was a little girl standing by the dinning table, looking confused and stunned at him, his smug smile disappeared quickly, and even the eyes behind his dark specs were filled with momentary surprise.

“Uh, sir?” She asked quietly, putting the tray of cookies down on the table in a panic.

“Are you.... my father’s guest? I’m really sorry, he will be a away for a quite long time, and I’m not sure if.....”

He stood there for a moment, and then realized that she must be the daughter, although she’s much much younger than he anticipated. He cut her off before she finished the sentence : “Huh, so you don’t know who I am ?”

She looked so lost, after blinked her eyes a few times, she nervously said : “Sorry sir, I’m afraid I don’t.”

Heisenberg was never good with children, never, he didn’t really know what to do, after all he wasn’t expecting to meet a child who probably doesn’t even know what a dick is. So, they just stood where they were before, and staring at each other awkwardly in silence, to a point that even the little girl started to feel uncomfortable. She looked around quickly, trying to find something that could resolve this situation, then her eyes fixed on the tray of cookies on the table.

“Um, maybe...do you want to have a cookie, sir?”

The man with the hammer went speechless, he coughed a few times, put his hammer down next to the door frame, and blankly replied back with a tiny bit of fluster.

“Alright then. ”

It was fucking ridiculous.

Heisenberg would never imagined himself sitting in a old cottage, eating chocolate cookies and drinking teas like a normal human, while chatting with an eight years old girl.

Yes, he’s never good with kids, why would he? Being brought by a psycho bitch means he shouldn’t have any sympathy towards anything, everyone in this village had a good taste about his temper before, even his “Lord” title makes it too intimidate for anyone to have any contact with him. Thus, he never had a decent conversation with anyone else besides his cursed family. Frankly speaking, they were not really conversations, more like endless quarrels.

He had a quick look around in the room, when Erin went to the kitchen to make tea. This place is shabby, there’s no doubt about it. No painting, no decorations, only an old wool blanket laying down on the floor of the living room. He could see a few photo frames on the bookshelf, cover by dusts. He tried to have to closer look, but all he could see was three people standing together, presumably a family photo that was taken a long time ago.

“Here’s your tea, sir. And there’s milk and sugar.” She was holding a big tray, walking carefully towards table and almost got tripped by the chair. Heisenberg almost chuckled at her clumsy yet cute actions, but he remained silent, and finished his ninth cookie.

“Well, thanks, little one.” He said simply, then started to sip his tea. He saw Erin was standing next to the table like a lost little lamb, he can’t help but chuckled a bit, gesturing her towards the seat across him.

“ Oh come on, no need to be so frightened! I won’t eat ya.”

She was a bit hesitate at first, but eventually took his offer, sit across the table facing him. Although the teapot blocked half of her face.

“So....” Heisenberg started again, with his smug smile back on his face: “You are new here aren’t you, with your family.”

“Yes. Me and my father came a week ago, from England. But he used to live here, at least that’s what I know. ”

That made his curiosity even higher. An outsider, that originally lived here, how interesting, and how did they even escaped this twisted place.

“Where’s your father now?”

This question let her seemed a bit troubled, she shooked her head, looking disappointed : “I don’t know, sir. He said he’s busy, and that’s it.”

His grin became wider: “And didn’t your daddy tell you, that do not let strangers come into your house while you are alone?”

To his surprise, she did not seem scared, but instead she tilted her head as she was a bit confused, and answered him back politely.

“But I didn’t let you in, sir. You just opened the door and, broke in........”

Heisenberg burst into laughter right after he heard this answer, it was really loud, even the teapot and the cups on the table started to shake a bit, but thankfully Erin didn’t notice, she was completely stunned by his reaction and didn’t know what to do. She thought she probably offend him by saying that. But the truth is, Heisenberg is not mad at all, this child’s unintentional boldness is exactly what he likes.

“ Oh yes! I did break into your house, and aren’t you scared?”

“Should I be scared?” She calmly asked him back, filling his cup again with more tea. “I was tho, but you seem like a nice guy. At least I don’t think a bad person would eat my cookies and having tea with me. If you want harm me you would've done this way earlier.”

He could have so much fun with this kid, Heisenberg though to himself. An outsider was rare enough on its own, no praying, no worshiping, and he won’t hear all those “Miranda bless us” shit. Although, it’s quite ironic that his first decent conservation in 20 was held with a freaking child.

But he’s not complaining. He finished his tea, looking around the room for the last time then shoot his glance back on her. He stood up, ignoring the girl’s skeptical look, Heisenberg chuckled a bit.

With that, he simply waved his hand, and left the house.

“Well, thank you for your service little one, I’m afraid I must got now. But I’m sure we will meet again soon.”

He grabbed his hammer by the door frame, opened the door in a swift motion.

“And send my greetings to your father, will you, little one?”

#karl heisenberg x reader #heisenberg x reader #heisenberg x oc #karl heisenberg #heisenberg x you #karl heisenberg fanfic

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one-smuts · 3 years ago

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.......ok!

What I can't Have.

Summary: Shinsou falls in love with Denki just in time for Denki to fall out of love with him.

Ships: Denki/Jiro- fluff, Denki/Shinsou- Angst.

Pov: Shinsou

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I was happy for him at first. Honestly I was.

It was getting sad for awhile, the way he followed me around like a lost puppy. The lost lovestruck look in his eyes when he looked at me. I felt like a monster, but at the time, I didn't feel that way for Kaminari.

He was my friend, my best friend even. But my lover? I just couldn't phantom it. I remember sitting him down to tell him. He seemed somehow shocked I knew how he felt. The thing about Kaminari is, he wears his emotions on his sleeve. For better or worse.

"So...you know how I feel?" He said, a spark of hope in his voice.

"I do."

"Aaand?..." Christ. He was gonna make me say it.

"I-I'm sorry Kaminari. I just dont feel the same. You're a great guy and all, I just don't feel that way for you. I hope we can stay friends though."

I think I watched his soul shatter that day.

I didn't see Denki for a few weeks after that. Im pretty sure he was avoiding me. Not like I could blame him though. It's hard to get rid of feelings when you see that person everyday. I missed him though. I missed him so much. Looking back, that probably should have been my frist hint.

When he started texting me again, it was a relief. I had my best friend back! And we xkuld actually talk and hang out now. No more lovey eyed guilt trips he didn't even know he was taking me on. Apprently, he'd gotten really into music to process his emotions, and it really helped him heal.

We have Jiro to thank for that.

I don't hate Kyouka. I think she's actually a wonderful girl, and I nothing but thankful for her, for being there for Kaminari when I couldn't be.

That said, the moment he introduced us j saw it. He had that same love struck look in his eyes. It didn't surprise me. Kaminari had the heart of a hopeless romantic, it was made of elastic.

The difference was, she had the same eyes for him. It shocked no one when they started dating. And look, I was happy for them! Denki deserved someone who could love on his level and Jiro fit the bill. She was kind and caring, and they both loved music. I couldn't believe it, but she tought his tone deaf ass to play guitar! They have a small band together now. They make amazing music.

And they really are adorable together. I started inviting Jiro to our hangouts, so she knew she was welcome. At first, I thought I was annoyed at being a third wheel. Watching them curl into eachother on the couch, while I sat on the floor on movie night. How they would get into these feedback loops of just gushing over one another. And don't even get me started on the playlisys.

But, slowly I realized it was more. It was in the way he held her close at all times. They way he talk about her, as if she was some divine gift. It was in the way he looked at her, with those love struck puppy eyes.

Fuck, I missed those eyes being on me.

Leave it to me to only realize I want someone once I couldn't have them. My stomach would turn into knots when's I saw him. My head would feel light, and on the rare occasion it was just us, I'd get damn near giddy. I was a love struck fool.

And, maybe it really was just so I could heal and move on. Maybe it's because I'm selfish. Maybe it was because some tiny part of me hoped he'd leave her for me. But, I told him exactly how I felt.

It started out normal, we were playing Mortal Kombat, but, I guess he noticed my game was off.

"Alright, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"You lost."

"I lose all the time."

"Yea, but not with noob!" His laughed was always so adorable. "Noobs your main! So what's going on?"

I got cold feet at the question. I was I was sure I wanted to tell him, but now...

"Im fine, I promise."

"Hitoshi, you know you can tell me anything, right?"

"Yea?"

"So why are you keeping secrets now?" He asked. He was right. It didn't ruin things when I rejected him, why wouldn't work out the same way in reverse? And his smiled was so warm, and inviting.

"I-..I think I love you."

"Aww, I love you too bro!"

"No, Kaminari, I mean I love you."

His smile dropped.

"What?"

"Look, I know that I said I didn't feel the same, and at the time I didn't, but I love you! Seeing you with Jiro made me realize, I-"

"Hitoshi, that's not fair." Denki said, uncharacteristically cold. I could see the tears form in his eyes. But, it wasn't the same as last time I saw them. These weren't tears of heart break.

"I waited a whole year for you. I wanted you, for so long, and you told me you didn't want me. Not the other way around. And now thG I'm happy and everything is good, and, for the first time in forever, I feel like I'm not carrying bricks on my chest, you wanna do this? Hitoshi, do you like seeing me hurt?"

"No! Kaminari, I would never do anything to hurt you!"

"Then why tell me?! What did you expect?! For me to just leave Jiro and come running into your arms? I love Jiro. And I'm pretty sure she loves me. She loves me enough not to try and crash everything I worked so hard to build." He was crying now. I wondered how over me he really was. I wondered if that was selfish to think.

"No, I don't want to break anything you built-up. I just had to get it off my own chest. I don't want you to leave Jiro, I just...I dont know."

"I-..I dont know either man. I'm sorry but, I really don't feel the same anymore. I don't know why I'm so mad about it." He confessed. He refused to make eye contact. "I guess I'm just mad that I spent months miserable over the fact that you'd never love me. And, I guess it all feels like it could have been avoided now."

"Im sorry."

"But, I don't know if I want to have avoided it." He wiped his eyes with his sleeve. He wasn't crying anymore, but his eyes still had had a sharpness.

"If I avoided it, I wouldn't have gotten so close to Jiro...but...I just.." He cut his own thoughts off with a groan, hiding his face in his hands.

"Im sorry."

"I know you are." He mumbled. He looked over at him. "I loved you Hitoshi. I really truly did."

"Its not too late, I-" that was the wrong thing to say. A scowl came across his face.

"Yes it is. I loved you. Ed. Past tense. My emotions and how I feel don't get pushed to the side because you finally came you your sense and realized how you felt. My relationship isn't going to just end because you want it to."

He grabbed his backpack and stood up. I wanted to reach out for him and make him stay. But, I knew that would be wrong.

"I-I'm sorry Hitoshi. I just dont feel the same. You're a great guy and all, I just don't feel that way for you anymore. I hope we can stay friends though." He mumbled as he walked to the door. He looked back at me.

"I'll see you later man."

"See you later."

And thats where we are now. I've been laying on my bed going over this entire situation in my head for hours. I definitely could have gone about that last interaction diffrent, but, it doesn't matter. I missed my shot.

Stupid late stage crushes.

I can't help but think about how he must have felt just like this all that time ago. And I feel almost worse knowing I put him through it.

But, I know I can't lose him. He's my best friend, I'd be devastated to lose him completely.

So, I guess I gotta just get over it.

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A/N: hope ya like it @firelove151! I haven't ever really written anything like this before so, as always constructive feedback is welcome!

#mha #my hero academia #jiro x kaminari #denki x shinsou #kamijirou #shinkami #denki kaminari #jirou kyouka #shinsou hitoshi #multiship #angst

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majoringinsarcasm · 3 years ago

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TLDR I got into Hannibal via a friend but have never watched the show aside from clips online and him and explaining the seasons like a year and a half ago. So here I am, just bought season one on YouTube and I’m gonna rip my head off.

Anyway here’s S1E1: Aperitif (an alcoholic drink taken before a meal to stimulate the appetite) did NOT know this word before now but wow is it fitting.

Opening with the sound of sirens cool cool cool we love that

HES JUST STANDING THERE

THE PENDULUM STOP

I can’t imagine filming this. It must have been so fun or so frustrating. Possibly both. I know they probably filmed it all and then rewound it but it’s such a fun sequence.

Can you tell I took one film class in college

oh the door kick. the music for this is working oh boy

Mr. Marlow the poor bastard FLEW down those steps Rest In Peace sir that was sick

THIS IS MY DESIGN HE SAID IT HE SAID THE THING

I get it now. I though i got it before but no. No no no no oh but do I understand on a primal level just how attractive this Will Graham is. It’s been 4 minutes and I want to. God he’s so smart and a freak but also Interesting. No wonder Hannibal wanted him Immediately he’s right stop booing him

Oh no oh hi Jack oh it gets really sad for Jack fuck I’m sad now fuck

Damn if he’s not handsome though

……. IM SORRY????????????

Jack did you just “may I?” and fixed Will’s glasses. On his face. Alone in his lecture hall?????

Gonna think about that later alright then

CAN I BORROW YOUR IMAGINATION THEYRE SAYING ALL THE LINES

Can I just say how sad I am for Abigail? All those victims looked like her. They were meant to be her. All she wanted was to be normal and go to college and live a life but her father couldn’t let her have it. And I’m jumping the gun but the fact that she died in a kitchen at the hands of a parent who was loving up until he wasn’t while her other parent lay on the floor. I’m so sorry honey

God the parents oh it’s so sad already

Oh Beverly Katz my beloved (mentioned)

Oh god the cat no I hate this

Oh Mr. Nicoles I’m so so sorry

Will’s profile here? Like minute 11? Gorgeous

The visual of the pendulum gives me chills it’s so good

BEVERLY KATZ MY BELOVED

WINSTON

Man his car is ugly

Oh the biceps in that white shirt

YALL DIDNT TELL ME HE TAKES HIS SHIRT OFF after a nightmare that makes him sweat like a pig but HE TAKES HIS SHIRT OFF EPISODE ONE IS A GIFT

He’s sweating so bad he has to sleep in a towel. The poor man

Oh what a lovely color for the bathroom. Would look great in a children's hospital

I know what Jack is saying is very serious but the line delivery of “there was no Semen, there was No Saliva” is sending me. It’s too late I already know Hannibal NBC is a morbid comedy it’s too late

BKMB BEVERLY KATZ MY BELOVED

Tho I think she should tie her hair back. She is beauty and grace but why didn’t she tie her hair back. Maybe she doesn’t need to in this particular lab idk

Oh Abigail honey

Miss Bloom!!!!!! What’s up you complicated work of art!

WHY DOESN'T SHE TIE HER HAIR BACK AU where Bev fits a killer profile and Jimmy finds her hair on the victim and Will asks Hannibal to help him find the real killer so his bestie doesn’t go to jail TIE YOUR HAIR UP PLEASE

I can’t imagine being in a room with your coworkers and a dead body and this new weirdos who speaks like every word is a painful poem. Irl I would not be ok with Will he speaks like a tortured ghost id be scared. Snarky Will I can handle. Profiler Will I cannot

Ok. Ok. Hold on

So I know Hannibal is a cannibal. I know Hobbs was eating his victims. I know we as the audience know more than the characters.

What I find buck fucking insane is that Will met TWO CANNIBALS in the span of like. A week, four days??? He was in a house with two (three counting Abigail) cannibals. I don’t think we see many others in the show who eat people outside of Hannibal feeding them but it’s. It’s not common to eat people or at least I don’t hear about it often. It’s not a big number but it’s way higher under one roof than one would think

There he is ladies and gents! King bitch of simp mountain before it all began what’s up loser!

God he’s kinda hot tho I hate it

That lean forward filling the frame. He’s the lion in the room god I want to bite his face

The blue suit makes him look like a little sailor boy. It’s the kind of powder blue that makes me think of Alice in wonderland but also just. TROY BOLTON FROM THE HSM PROM SONG OH MY GOD

LOVE the tie tho

Hate that all my pictures have to be on my PHONE bc it won’t let me screenshot the colors are not being done justice

What. Happens to his secretary for real though?

Jack. I know he’s not flirting but man he is. Wow

Oh god they’re meeting oh fuck this is the beginning of the slow end

I want to bite Hannibal’s cheekbones

“Who’s profile is he working on!?”

I. Love. Jimmy.

Ok but for real I want to know what Hobbs was thinking. Bc if he was as loving as Abigail said then surely he would know Abigail would come home to visit during long weekends and breaks?? Did he think she would leave forever? Bc if that’s the case she could’ve run away at any time. Why did he think he needed to do this. Why did he have to kill her to keep her

You can’t keep showing me this man without his shirt. You can’t Timestamp 31:26 it’s bad for my health

If someone woke me up in a pitch black room with an aggressive ass knock I would turn them away

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. If I made someone as attractive as Will laugh Like That while he was eating the food I made him I too wouldn’t stop until we were intertwined. I get it.

The lighting of this scene is so crazy. Shadows eating shadows and then just. Small amounts of light hitting the lips and hair and nose!! The noses!!

“How do you see me?” Sir can you deliver that line with 80% less flirtation please

“What are you smiling at?” I hate them so much already there’s how much more of this

OH WILL’s OUTFIT??????? THE SHIRT???? i need to stop hyping up white men I can’t do this again James McAvoy was already one thing don’t talk to me about IT that’s another movie I refuse to see but got stupidly invested in. Don’t ask how

“They know.”

Gaaaaah the transition!!!

Did you need to show me a closeup of his mouth????

(Thank you)

This man. Shoved his dying wife out. Why not just leave her in the house why would you push her out what the hell

Lmao Hannibal just watching rhejdbdndjdnd Will hon you’re not doing anything but panting above her cmon man

“GARRot jacob HOBbs! fb-EYE” the line delivery please idk why it’s funny

STOP HES SO GOOFY LOOKIN MR HOBBS FBDJDBNDNF

This episode was shot so pretty wow.

Final Thoughts: Though some line deliveries made me laugh this episode was beautifully shot, the introduction of the characters is great, it mentioned all the key players and I’m even more in love with Will Graham than before which I didn’t think was possible. The beginning of the episode is my favorite part. The entire reconstruction during the lecture gave me chills. Super excited to be emotionally torn apart as things get messier.

#Hannibal #nbc hannibal #major watches Hannibal #hannibal crack #I’m not ready but also I am but also it took me two hours to watch one episode #in it for the long haul baby #will graham #just wanted to get him in here I am attached I love him

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kirishwima · 4 years ago

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for the soulmate AU thing could i ask for 8 or 9 with jumin?

ok so i had to go with no. 9 bc...the potENTIAL!!!

9. Anything you draw/write on your own skin appears on your soulmate’s.

* Jumin used to love waking up to little notes and doodles from his soulmate when he was younger-they first started appearing when he was about 9 or 10, first at incospicuous places like his wrists or forearms, little notes like a ‘hi!’ or a smiley face and whatnot

* He’d smile at the little doodles and messy handwriting, writing back with thin line markers and fine handwriting, be it a greeting or a smiley face with cat ears, there’d be a little exchange between the two at least once every day

* But as he grew older people started to scold him for the ink on his skin, his teachers would frown, tell him to cover up, his dad and whichever person he’d be dating at the time would roll their eyes whenever they saw doodles of cats on his arms, be it once he or his soulmate drew.

* “There’ll be a time and place to meet them”, his dad would tell him, giving him a wet cloth to wipe the ink away, “you can write down a formal letter to them at that time. Until then, keep your manners, please” he’d suggest, only it was never a suggestion, not really, the ‘please’ so ironic on his lips it dripped venom.

* With everything going on around him, Jumin’s replies to his soulmate’s doodles became sparse and cold, until they started to stop all together.

* Only...his soulmate didn’t seem to give up.

* They’d write something to him every day, asking if he was ok, if there’s something wrong-they were worried at first, wondering if something happened and that’s why Jumin had stopped replying.

* One day he was washing up, preparing for the day when he saw big bold letters on his arm-’ARE YOU OKAY?! :(’ it wrote, and he sighed down at the words, grabbing a pen from his desk to make a hasty reply.

* “We’re too old for this”, he scribbled down on his wrist, “stop it”, and with that he covered up his arms with a striped shirt, ignoring any further communication.

* His soulmate persisted, writing on their arms, on their legs sometimes-once Jumin found an angry face doodled on his inner thigh, staring angrily up at him as he went to take a shower. He bit back a smile at the thought of his soulmate furiously doodling that only for him to see, carrying on with his shower as normal.

* One day though. One day.

* He woke up as normal, only his alarm hadn’t gone off, hence he ran through his daily routine, not even stopping to take a glance at himself in the mirror-he brushed his teeth as he got dressed, and ran to the elevator that took him down to the parking lot and to his limousine, ignoring the odd stares his bodyguards gave him, the raised brow Driver Kim had the moment he laid eyes on Jumin.

* It was only when he reached his office, where Jaehee awaited him, when she gasped, choking on her sip of coffee as he walked in and greeted her, asking for his morning report.

* He could’ve sworn she was laughing, but before he could ask what’s so funny, she simply turned around, running out of his office before rushing back in a moment later, a compact mirror in hand.

* “Sir I-I think you really need to see this” she said, pushing the mirror in his hands.

* With a frown he took it, bringing it up to his face.

* On his forehead, with big bold letters, were the words ‘CAT LOVING MEME’ written, along with a doodle of a cat on his cheek, a crudely drawn...something, on the other cheek.

* Jumin blushed a furious red, sinking down to his knees. He’s not one to be embarassed, not one to be bothered by what other people think of him-but to think that his soulmate is also sporting this same face right now, possibly running around town with the same words and doodles on their face...?!

* He sighed, asking Jaehee to cancel all his appointments for the day before he looked around his office for an appropriate marker.

* “C&R main office, tomorrow, 8a.m. Ask for Jumin Han, and don’t be late.” he wrote on his arm, as big and clear as possible. If this is how his soulmate wanted to play, then so be it. He’d scold them for this behavior, and ask them to stop-it was high time they met anyway.

* That night Jumin was unable to sleep, nursing a glass of wine in his hand as he walked around the house, looking to his arms longingly. Would his soulmate really not reply to his message, even after that whole fiasco? Did they even see his message? What if they didn’t? What if they did but didn’t show up? Why...why did Jumin even care so much in the first place?

* It was late at night, or rather early in the morning as he lay down on the couch with Elizabeth in his lap, his shirt abandoned on the floor as he’d looked all over his arms and chest for a response, but to no avail, when he felt a prickle on his wrist, right at the pulse point.

* He lifted his hand, looked at the fluttering beat where a response was finally scribbled.

* “I can’t wait to see you, Jumin.”

* The man was already smitten and he had yet to even meet them, hoooo boy

-listen i love these doodle-soulmate AUs bc im a menace that constantly writes on myself so my soulmate would be doomed to memes on their hands 24/7 lmao

-send me a mystic messenger headcanon for character(s) reactions!-

-soulmate headcanons list-

#asks #mystic messenger #jumin han #mysme #mysme prompts #mysme imagines #mysme headcanons #mystic messenger prompts #mystic messenger headcanons #mystic messenger imagines #jumin han x mc #jumin han headcanons #jumin han prompts #jumin han imagines #soulmate au #mysme au #jaehee kang #jumin au #joy1579

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dogboy gordon rutting against benreys leg in the same way that benrey did it in the reverse. benrey encouraging him and also making fun of him in the same breath. yummy brain thoughts. i am rotating this

jesus christ i started thinking about dogboy gordon and have not stopped thinking. theres 7k words of dogboy stuff under here im going insane

how in the. help. Help. dog boy. how does he become dogboy. i cant keep giving these idiots potions but i guess thats what ive been reduced to

gman turns him into a dog boy. walks thru a portal and comes out in nintendogs but hes the dog and when he comes back out again hes still a little bit dogy. this is fucking stupid

THE TAIL WAGGING im going to pass away

> i think he would have such fucking issues with the fact that his tail and ears are expressing his emotions so much

trying to act angry towards benrey but hes given away by his tail wagging like crazy......and he never even knows its happening until somebody points it out

it would be cool if. um. he got a little more into roughhousing and rough play afterward. you know. like a . hes already really handsy......physical. . .. .

> okay like the anger turning into somewhat-serious jostling and pushing which turns into roughhousing

its not even horny at first it just gives him the weirdest fucking endorphins. like. its fucking fun man

> and by the time theyre roughhousing his tail is wagging furiously and like thumping on the floor when he gets pinned haha

> YES its about the exhilaration ......he gets this rush from flipping benrey over after he's pinning him, baring his teeth triumphantly

benrey pinning him by his wrists and half-laughing at him like "what the fuck is wrong with you??" and the rest of the science team chimes in like YEAH WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU GUYS WHAT WAS THAT

> gordon comes back to himself and turns red immediately and splutters like "i dont know! what - im just - benrey started it!” so like he refuses to do it again but then benrey pushes his buttons and he gets in his face, ears pinned back a bit and shoves him and benreys like oh...so its this again huh...

GOD......PUSHING HIS BUTTONS.......its sooo much fun now that gordons so physically reactive too

> what if he manages to get an honest to god growl out of gordon at one point and it makes something ugly twist in benrey's gut and he wants to make it happen again

and its probably really gratifying for him to see just how often gordons tail wags when gordon looks at him or snorts at one of his jokes

TWO SIDES

> the duality of their relationship....gordons tail wagging just a bit when hes looking at benrey though im

> im thinking about the growling though like...benrey gets fixated on how he fucking sounds, all deep and rumbly and this intensity just focused on benrey only....makes him think about how that would look in other contexts....

> benrey riling him up while their roughousing so he can feel that growl travel through his chest and like...getting gordon to that point makes him SO determined to win the "fight" over benrey hes almost a bit out of his mind with it......pins benrey and subconsciously ruts against him a bit as a sign of dominance....please stop me now goodbye....

NO LITERALLY THATS WHAT I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE MOMENT I STARTED TYPING

prodding gordon further and further and riling him up until gordon pins him to the floor, hard, an arm jammed behind his back and his HEV suit jammed up against benreys ass and rutting subconsciously as gordon. h. gordon. clamps down on the back of his neck and growls

benrey sucks in a rattling gasp and is like "what? ow" in a weirdly shocked yet distanced way

he cant feel where gordons hard b/c of the HEV suit but he can feel the metal awkwardly bumping against his ass Like That. and inwardly benreys on a loop of "what the fuck what the fuck" but not in a bad way in the slightest. just utterly cannot believe this is whats happening, right now, gordon freeman dry humping his ass behind a bunch of crates, not 100 feet from the rest of the science team

> gordon snapping out of it and being like...what the fuck am i doing... or....maybe the gasp makes gordon bite down harder in response...not sure

> gordon not even realizing hes doing it until that moment is so great....i dont know but....maybe he lets go and pushes off benrey, panting and wild eyed, and the image of benrey on his stomach, his bite mark in his neck, is burned into his brain

> he just doesnt say fucking anything and just dips to get jacked off by the suit maybe.... cant stop thinking about how it felt to see benrey with his teeth marks....hates himself for feeling that sick satisfaction in his chest

benrey......touching the back of his neck afterwrds, kind of dream-like, both consciously and subconsciously.......

i like making gordon freeman suffer so i want him to just angrily try to rut against his arm in private later trying desperately to get off thru this stupid busted HEV suit that he cant get out of. pathetic. gordon freeman humping his own fucking arm in a bathroom stall. like a dog

and he thinks about how benrey smelled when he had his teeth clamped on the back of benreys neck, his nose buried right against benreys jaw and neck, smelling the sweat and the hormones and feeling benreys rapid heartbeat, and his whole fucking head throbs with how bad he wants to get off

> and he just cant get off....has to deal with going back the team tense and a bit sweaty and just move on when they ask what happened. benrey doesnt say anything just stares at him and gordon cant meet his eyes. gordon tries not to fucking let benrey get under his skin cause i think hes probably mad upset and embarassed that he reverted to his like,,,more base instincts because of BENREY of all people.....

> but he still thinks about it sometimes and....he tries to distance himself from him but hes still a pretty touchy guy and he find himself around benrey still....laughing at his jokes and getting in his space once in a while. always pulls himself away when he notices but not before he takes in a deep breath of benrey's scent...

> meanwhile benreys trying to think of how to make gordon do that shit again LOL

ohmy god. oh my god.....before this.....before he tries to stop getting in benreys business and before he even recognizes what hes doing.......he like.....hes so touchy feely that he subconsciously tries to mark benrey a lot. like just doing everything in his power to rub the inside of his wrists somewhere on him. even if its barely gonna do anything b/c of the suit. its just instinct

> NOW HE ...now he realizes that he was doing that the whole time..jesus,...

> AUGH....in the buildup before this he didnt realize that he was doing it........but now he realizes he fucking misses doing that shit and kind of berates himself for doing it in the first place....like what the fuck....be Normal gordon...you cant want to fuck him....do you..?

i want him to. grrgohg i dont even know how or why this would happen but i want gordon freeman to lie supine on the ground with his hands up like paws like hes a big pupy looking for tummy rubs OKAY! BYE. I HAVE TO GO. im going to fucking sob why am i like this why is this the cutest possible thing for a man to do. i cant even think of a fucking reason why he would do this so im so fucking embarrassed

i want to fucking. i want to rub his fucking tumy and make him pop a boner from it im literally so sick of this earth

> i was literally Just typing: i just think it would be cool . To pet his tummy and keep telling him "good boy" in a Certain kind of Tone that just totally fucks him up about it . maybe flushed and tongue starting to wanna hang out of his mouth as he goes from laying flat on his back to kinda twisted to one side, breathing heavy, tail thumping hard against the floor cause hes a big dog so that thing is like a lethal weapon

> petting the fuzzy lower belly while hes already hard & needy just to make him whine Very high pitched and desperate-sounding bc its so close to what he wants but that just makes it worse 8)

> What if. Benrey pinning Gordon, maybe scritches behind his ear, as a "joke", he's a dog haha good boy wants ear scritches?? And Gordon immediately squirming and whining. Maybe even kicking his leg just a little bit

> i think it would be cool for a post-black mesa puby gordon pinned benrey to the floor with his whole body weight and humped the life out of benrey's leg while panting and drooling in benrey's ear. a total lack of regard for benrey, (of course he's into it tho) just using him like an object that's conveniently there for him to furiously get off on

> i'm thinking.... this happening after a period of prolonged teasing, like you said. rubbing his tummy and ignoring his dick

> Man ok combined with the suit edging huh? I love that, but i also kinda want gordon to sneak off to get off and discover his uh. k. kn. knot

> he sneaks off and if in this situation he can. idk. get at his dick in a bathroom or whatever. and well, he gets caught up so easily in his 'head empty' instincts mode that when he cums he's kneading that thang for like 2 minutes before he even becomes cognizant enough to notice. and then immediately panic. so idk maybe he cant get at himself for a while, right, so he didnt notice this

> i just think gordon being in the suit would not let him get at his dick and he would only be able to get off in really convoluted ways so like...he wouldnt fucking Know he had a knot he would just feel a weird pressure at the base that he doesnt know what its about. but he starts getting these fantasies of holding benrey down and staying in him when he comes and he doesnt know where the hell thats coming from.....yet. until after everything is over and he can get out of it, and the first time he jacks off again he realizes HOLY FUCK? like what the hell....but it makes sense in retrospect where those fantasies came from. but hes just super embarassed about those fantasies and pushes them down until benrey comes back into his life and activates him again

> in addition to embarassment i think he has a lot of complicated feelings about benrey and definitely feels a guilty about wanting to fuck him into the ground and fill him with cum....but GOD if benrey doesnt get to him just as much as he did in black mesa

> i think that something like this would be so unplanned and shit but like......theyve probably hung out a few times before this or more like maybe benrey has dropped into his house just to annoy him and gordon finds his ears pricking when he hears heavy footsteps around his house cause he recognizes them as benrey's...

> little rush of exhilaration maybe. cause it means they'll spend some time together and he has just all these emotions under his skin when they do. i dont know how this would happen but maybe gordon forgets to keep himself in check when benrey makes him laugh so hard he's snorting and his tail is wagging furiously.benrey tries to touch/catch his tail cause he's kinda curious about it and it never got to mess with it in black mesa. but it turns into roughhousing as gordon shoves him away a little bit but benrey keeps trying to get at it and then get at his ears

> "cmon man just let me touch them whats the big deal-" "NO!" but like hes still laughing a bit until they start really getting into it and he gets breathless and a little irritated at having to roll around and try to pin benrey's hands to the floor

hell on earth......the way his tails wagging and hes grinning and drooling a little once he gets benrey pinned.......

> little triumphant smile when he finally does.....got benrey on his stomach and he's subconsciously rutting against benrey's ass like in black mesa but hes just not noticing while he's berating benrey for losing

> talking right into his ear, and benrey lets out a little gasp when he does a particularly hard thrust and then hes like oh. fuck. he takes in a deep breath and can smell benrey's sweat and realizes hes just as horny about this as he is. cant help but bury his face in the back of his neck and lick. and benrey starts pushing back into him and talking the worst dirty talk and it makes him growl right against his neck and put his teeth there again as a warning not to move but benrey doesnt still, he just keeps talking. so gordon bites down, hard, cutting him off mid sentence with a yelp

f. fucking. benrey......arching his back into it.......pressing his hips up as high as theyll go......the angles bro.....the angles

> also: gordon popping boners more easily, even when he's just platonically excited w/ benrey..... yeah... :)

> like the thing about this is just that he got so excited from the wrasslin that he popped a boner....wasnt even thinking of horny.....

> not until benrey started gasping and arching back into him. then hes immediately aware of how this looks...like hes already basically in the position in his fantasies hes just rutting against him in the imitation of fucking

> gordon getting more frenzied by the little sounds benrey is making as he clamps down on his neck, drool dripping down his chin. benrey braces himself with one hand and gets the other to pull his pants down and then tug on the leg of gordon's down a bit because gordon is kind of. not thinking straight right now. gordon gets the message and fumbles with the buttons to get it down and like. haha i thinnk it would be fun if benrey prepped himself before this and gordon notices like. you really managed to prep urself this time? god, you really wanted this to happen. but maybe benrey had been doing it the last few times cause gordon would get in his space again sometimes and things were tense

NO GOD THIS IS GOOD. LIKE. oh my god gordon just like bitching at him and getting up in his face and Growling a couple times before while his pants are all tented from the inadvertent excitement boners that he doesnt even realize hes having.....and benrey might not be smart but hes not stupid

theres like a 50% chance theyre gonna fuck at any given time he realizes so like. why not......

even if it doesnt work out in the moment benrey still spends the whole time hopped up on the knowledge that they could have, that he was the little fucking pervert who got himself all prepped just in case gordon decided todays the day hes just gonna mount him, and honestly the way he beats his meat and fucks himself afterwards might be nearly as good as the real deal, just from that little bit of self-inflicted degradation

like u said...........he really wanted it to happen

> hhh.... maybe gordon ruts a bit against his ass and benrey guides him in and. he makes a deep growling rumble when he bottoms out. benrey feels it through his chest and gets a full body shiver as he's filled. i dont think hes fully developed his knot yet but its a tight fit. he starts fucking hard and fast into him while open mouthed panting, he cant keep his face away from the benrey's neck, licking up the sweat and burying his face there to breathe in his scent

the fucking . the desperation......every instinct in his body has been telling him to fuck benrey - yes, that benrey, fucking benrey - into the ground for......weeks now? months??

dudes probably tried everything he can think of to overcome it and to think about literally anything else when he gets off but nobody he fucks even comes close to smelling as good as benrey did when gordon had him pinned and gasping and sweating and he could smell the want rolling off him in waves.....and it sucks massive dick and he hates it

> hes been driven crazy by this thought for so long.....cant fucking control himself. wh. what if gordon managed to get a hold of a piece of benrey's clothes that he left and held it up to his face when he let himself jack off to this particular thought so he could get the scent but it jsut wasnt the same without his warm, panting body below him . he always nuts the hardest when he has it though

huffing benreys undershirt and desperately rutting into a pillow on his hands and knees with his ass fully up and hes just utterly debased right now

sad and pathetic gordon freeman humping his pillow like a dog and whining thinking about fucking benrey. if his past self could see himself like this right now he would be disgusted

> !!!!!!!!1 HIM GETTING INTO THE MOUNTING POSITION ON INSTINCT WHEN HE DOES IT...YOUR BRAIN ! i think that gordon would definitely give everything hes got to benrey when he finally gets to fuck him.

> now that hes actually doing it he's just out of his goddamn mind. benrey already being ready for him, slick and hot, just letting him push in .....i think he would definitely go insane

dudes never fucked so hard or so mindlessly in his life......for once all the neuroses just fly out the window. overcome by instinct

> letting out all these whines and moans, not even caring for how loud hes being... benrey's wanted this so fucking bad hes just eating it up, pushing back on him like an animal and getting a power trip that he made gordon this unhinged

thinking about him just being utterly shocked when benrey guides him in and he can just bury himself all the way to the hilt so easily and it makes something in his brain snap

> gordon doesnt even tell benrey when hes close, benrey can just start to feel his knot swell inside him and how it stretches him a bit past what he prepared for...but he wants it in him so fucking bad, he just lets gordon keep fucking into him

like. oh my god. does benrey even know about the knot or is this a brand new and fun surprise for him

> I DONT KNOW......I JUST REALLY LIKE THE THOUGHT OF HIM BEING A BIT CAUGHT OFF GUARD BY IT....

> being caught off guard by it but being so turned on by the feeling of it filling him that he lets out this really high, needy sound. which goes straight to gordon's dick and he just pushes into him harder and jolts his whole body with it. maybe he h....he bites down on the other side of his neck again and thrusts in one more time before coming deep in him. just shuddering from it, eyes squeezed shut and jaw locked around benrey

benrey just fuckin. face down ass up and arching his back as high as he can

(mumbling very quietly) it might be cool also if. gordon maybe.....started growling some things as he got close. a certain something. a word

you know......just......bent over benreys back......arms wrapped around benreys chest and fingers digging into the soft flesh (maybe even his titties, if youre feeling spicy).......pistoning his hips in staccato bursts while he growls.........u bh hhhhh......"mine". over and over not even realizing hes doing it b/c his brain is so fogged out on the sheer delight of rawing benrey after having thought about it non-stop

(mumbling so quietly im speaking at a pitch below the human hearing threshold) benrey hoarsely saying "'m yours, 'm yours" while hes got one hand jammed underneath himself to tug at his dick is the thing that sets gordon off and makes him come, perhaps. perhaps

and gordon just.....slumps over him, leaning his full body weight on him, panting weakly into his ear while his hips subconsciously rut just a little bit, arms still wrapped around benrey but otherwise as useless as a bump on a log while benreys jerking himself off to the wild new feeling of having that knot stretch him open and tug at him every time gordon shifts his hips

gordon nuts and becomes utterly useless but at least his knots still fat as hell so benreys still got something to work with

(sobbing) i just want to see men acting like animals leave me olone..... its about the submission to instinct......the degradation and dehumanization......and also the scent kink its all about the fucking scent kink. its about wanting to huff a guy you pretend you hate like hes a fucking magic marker and its about wanting to make him smell like u

> for scent kink, Gordon's boners due to sweaty benrey hehehehe. this is narsty -> Benrey is like "yeesh that was a lot of exertion" after their first almost-sex wrasslin match, and gets embarassed, so next time he like, wears a bunch of old spice.... but gordon doesn't get as excited. like yeah he can feel him against his back and yeah he's not soft but.. he's not panting or as hard. benrey thinks real hard when he gets home

> CLEAN SWEAT OK ITS A COMBATIBILITY THING OK. IT IS. LOOK UP THE SCIENCE OK I ...walks away. clown shoez

YOU ARE SO FUCKING CORRECT THANK U

> Maybe next time He doesn't bother with the old spice at all, and he gets real into the wrasslin... hell maybe he even uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gets gordon's head under his arm im just saying

I DIDNT WANNA BE THE ONE TO SAY IT BUT NO YEAH THATS COOL. ITS A VERY COOL THOUGHT

think about......dogboy gordon roughhousing and getting pinned down himself and snapping his teeth up at benrey like joking but not joking. you know

they both start just getting really into roughhousing b/c sometimes gordons brain gets Stressed The Fuck Out by all the added stimulation to the senses of being pupy......theres too many sounds and smells sometimes and it makes him even more neurotic and makes him start acting up and getting irritable and trying to start shit until he exerts himself enough to tire his brain out and make it shut up

maybe even like.....in the interim after black mesa but before he runs into benrey again, gordon becomes a fucking hot mess b/c he doesnt know how to deal with it all and the only way he got thru black mesa without his brainstem snapping in half was b/c he and benrey would start shit and start fighting and wrestling and the rest of the science team eventually shrugged and accepted this as a (very weird) part of their life now. he looks like hes one minor inconvenience away from a panic attack and its so sad

any kind of physical exercise would help (he takes up jogging when hes feeling stressed out, which is a lot, and hes gotten some really nice legs by this point) but theres just something different about the roughhousing. its a mental exercise as well as a physical one, so it exhausts his brain more, and unbeknownst to him, he just gets fucking endorphins from the way benrey smells and from being able to mark him with all the up-close physical contact theyre getting. so. hence the wrestling and roughhousing and gordons occasional tendency to just pounce the guy in public and start fighting him with his tail wagging and thumping like crazy

it might be even better if gordon attempts to roughhouse with just about the whole science crew at some point, just for a point of comparison

like.....its usually good, its satisfying, and it wears him out and lets him function like a human being......but theres just something about roughhousing with benrey thats really satisfying and he doesnt have the emotional intelligence to figure out what it is

gordon freeman is an idiot, is what im saying

> tommy indulges him and probably lets him win a few times, coomer soundly wins out every time and bubby probably...loses some before getting pissy LOL. i think that its fun for him to get the most Good Feelings out of roughhousing with benrey.....

AUUUUGHHH WHAT IF HE LICKED BENREYS FACE THO

g gbfbhhh god im obsessed with the way benrey laughs at him and asks "what the fuck is wrong with you?" in the act 3 commentary and thats the exact kind of vibe im feeling from him about like. everything gordon does in pupymode

> Okay, before I go to bed, I shall leave you with a Dog Thought™. Gordon probably wouldn’t be the “best trained” dog in the world because, well, he doesn’t have anyone to make him listen or obey. Heck, given his need to be in control, he probably thinks he’s the leader of the proverbial pack and nobody can tell him what to do. He’d probably slip and do quite a few “rude” and obnoxious dog things, including but not limited to being all over Benrey.

> Trying to goad him into roughhousing. Licking his face. Being in his space to the point that it even starts to make Benrey raise an eyebrow. Inappropriate marking and whatnot. [cough] And what if Benrey--in a weird reversal of the roles we usually give--is stuck with the task of… training Gordon… to behave…

> YOU KNOOOOW. Because pitting alpha dog Gordon against Benrey, who is trying to get him to be “good”...

> … Well, that could be interesting.

> Imagine if you will: Benrey realizing he needs to get Gordon under control. As much as he likes the attention, it's becoming too much. Relentless. Tables have been turned and now he's the one that's a little overwhelmed by the situation because, well, Gordon is running on pure instinct half the time. Making it hard to do things. Making it hard to live his life. Always in his bubble which was, like, fine at first but now he can't do anything without feeling a wet tongue on his face or having Gordon trying to goad him into rough housing.

> He needs so much attention. Has so much energy. It's too much.

> So, he decides he's going to try to "train" Gordon to not... do that. Benrey trying to assert dominance over Gordon, as if he were just a normal dog. Gordon, who has already marked Benrey and decided that Benrey belongs to him does not take to this very well. This is not how the chain of command works. This isn't how the chain of command works at all.

> Benrey, struggling to curb him through praise and admonitions--"good boy," "bad boy," tossing him ~treats~ if he does something right--is now facing off with Gordon, who is both enamored with the attention he's getting but utterly pissed off by the fact Benrey is trying to stop him from doing what he wants.

losing it at the tables being turned and now gordons the annoying fucker getting up in benreys business all the time and never leaving him alone. he deserves this

> They're basically both unmovable objects and unstoppable forces. Benrey is stubborn and isn't going to give up all his sweet PS3 time because Gordon won't stop humping his leg, and Gordon is not going to give up his God given right to make Benrey his property. But Benrey isn't completely averse to the idea of being Gordon's bitch. He just wants to be his bitch on his own terms.

> So, in a surprising show of... well, intelligence on Benrey's behalf, he starts redirecting Gordon's energy towards what HE wants Gordon to do.

> That's how you handle misbehaving dogs anyway. You redirect their energy. That's what all the books on dog training says anyway, and Benrey's inclined to believe it because he's read it in all two books on the subject he casually flipped through.

> So, when Gordon starts getting in his space, he starts redirecting him to touch where he wants touched. "Good boy." When Gordon starts getting a little rough, he purposefully positions himself so he gets the most out of it. "Good boy." When Gordon's licking his face, he starts trying to guide that tongue down to his neck. Feels better there. "Good boy."

> Because he's not a complete idiot. Him and Gordon both know this is sexually charged at this point. And Gordon... Gordon can bend his behaviors a little bit as he's being directed if he still gets to do what he wants (in a way), and Benrey still gets to be fondled by the nerd.

> "But part of the problem is that he is in Benrey's space all the time!" Yeah, but Benrey figured that out, too. You know what shuts up Gordon real fast? Pushing him back down on the other end of the couch and telling him to stay. And if he listens, he slowly, carefully hand feeds Gordon a treat as a reward. Pushing it into his mouth, making sure it goes all the way in. Letting Gordon lick the last bits of taste off of his fingers. He usually sits still after that. "Good boy."

i have a thought thats almost unrelated but im so desperate to give this scenario the proper context

thinking about......gordon getting out of black mesa and hes still dogboy.....and hes attempting to go back to life as normal now that benreys out of his hair for ever but one day his pupy nose catches That Fucking Smell on the air and he realizes that benreys not fucking dead. he thought benrey was fucking dead, b/c he killed him

gordon freeman losing his mind for a solid week or two trying to hunt that smell down (why?? to prove a point?? to try to kill benrey again??? uh huh.) and then when he does hunt benrey down, its like.....well, what was the plan, bud? you found him, and now youre having a staredown outside a 7/11 while benreys frozen halfway through his big gulp

i literally forgot what i was typing b/c dogy gordon tum y rub b gtfhgbb ggfabgbbg

and.....well......he doesnt know exactly what his game plan was, but he does know that benrey cant be trusted as far as u can throw him, and hes not about to let benrey wreak havoc on new mexico if he can help it, so now his new hobby is......tracking benrey across the city to keep an eye on him

and thats how they keep ending up in close proximity

and thats how u start looping in the whole role reversal thing.....suddenly gordons the one that benrey cant shake......hes a bloodhound and hes got the scent

SORRY im SORRY i crave context with the same ferocity that i crave, like, air

and then they start roughhousing when gordon tackles him to the ground one day to stop him from doing.....something......and gordon snaps being to being a normal person so quickly afterwards that its dizzying. turns out a solid 80% of what he really wanted was a sparring buddy

> good afternoon everyone this is not horny in the slightest but i just wanted to say- you know that thing dogs do where they get REALLY excited and playful when you come home from a long day at work? well i’m just thinking about. y’know how benrey has a tendency to just, vanish for a while and come back like nothing happened? think it’d be cute if he were gone for a particularly long stretch of time b4 catching up with the science team again and gordon RESPONDS in his typical annoyed, bratty fashion while his body language is saying something completely different (he still hasn’t mastered the art of puby)

> like, u know, tail wagging a hundred miles a minute, ears perked up and attentive, subconsciously getting all up in benrey’s space

Im going to Cry thats so fucking cute wtf wtf wt ff

still going insane thinking about the “good boy” thing......like...... its all fun and games until hes grappling his best friend benrey and hes got benrey in a headlock and hes plastered against benreys back from head to toe and his tails thumping excitedly against the floor and hes panting hot and harsh right against benreys ear and benrey takes that moment, right there, to choke out "good boy"

its half outright horny and half power play b/c benreys banking that either theyre gonna fuck or gordons gonna let go and be like "what the fuck, man" and then benrey can get the drop on him again

the way gordon just goes stiff after he says it.....breath getting shaky.....dick twitching once against benreys ass and the guy can fucking feel it clear as day......Augh

his tail slows.....and then fires right back up again when he tentatively rocks his hips against benreys ass and feels the sound benrey makes more than he hears it......and like for fucks sake theyve been dancing around how horny their roughhousing sessions are for weeks, this guy deserves to finally get his rocks off by dry humping benreys ass while benreys getting spots in his vision from how tightly gordons got his arm wrapped around his neck. he deserves this

gordons free hand slowly opening up and pressing flat against benreys shirt, then crawling under it so that he can feel the bare skin of his stomach......rocking his hips against the dip between benreys cheeks and whimpering when benrey says it again, breathless and hoarse. "good boy." his tongue poking out to lick a broad, wet stripe up the side of benreys neck to taste the salt and sweat and the hormones, jesus christ, hes never been able to taste if somebodys horny before but its rolling off of him in waves.......and gordons breath comes out so loud and harsh and desperate when benreys leg lifts up a little bit for him to slot his own between them more easily

just mumbling stupid horny shit like "fuck benrey, you taste so good" while his tongue lolls out of his mouth and he licks the curve of benreys ear and rolls benrey onto his stomach b/c something in the back of his brain is whispering to him that it would be a really, really good idea, and hes originally got benrey just crushed flat against the floor with his full body weight but benrey takes a rattling breath and tells him to ease up, get up offa him.....

and gordons confused at this point b/c he was pretty sure this was where this was going, he was being a good boy, but that thought doesnt last very long b/c benreys shuffling into position under him, raising his hips and pushing gordons up with him while his face and torso are flat against the floor, and, Oh. hes. hes doing that. this is what theyre fucking doing now

> gordon taking the collar of benrey’s shirt in his mouth in an crude imitation of scruffing him

every fucking bone in gordons body is telling him to move his hips, fuck benrey stupid, bury himself to the hilt, but he cant do that when theyre both still clothed so he does the next best thing and ruts against benrey like he fucking means it and like if he just tries hard enough, gets enough friction, itll be just like fucking him for real......

hes so dizzied by looping thoughts of he wants this, he wants you to mount him, like youre a filthy fucking animal, arent you? you sick fuck, you wanna mark him and breed him and hed let you, hed beg you for it, look, hes doing it right now and when he comes back down to earth, yeah, benrey is begging right now, isnt he. while hes palming at the front of his sweatpants and whimpering and calling gordon a good boy, attempting to tug his pants down to his knees so gordon can rut against bare flesh, and gordon slows down just enough to let him do it and to fumble open his own zipper to ease some of the agonizing pressure

gordon fumbling his dick out of his underwear to line it up between benreys fat cheeks and god, the feeling of skin against skin is so much fucking better than chafing against his jeans that it makes him growl against benreys neck and benrey cant pump his fucking dick fast enough. hes so encouraging, what with all those little sounds hes making and the way hes arching his back and pressing his hips up as high as theyll go, groaning into the crook of his arm "fuckin, fuck me, bro, j-just like that"

> thinking...... they both get so lost in it, they both can’t hold back long enough to fuck for real. this is too hot, benrey feels something hot and wet on his ass and gordon is curling into him. benrey’s never felt so simultaneous turned on and frustrated that he’s still empty, he’s still gonna have to wait, snd ironically that denial pushes him over too

GOD yes fuckin. coming on his ass b/c gordons so frantic and desperate that he cant wait...... but seeing his cum all over benreys ass is deeply satisfying in its own way. he smears it deep into benreys skin to mark him like that

> oh hey imma be nasty sorry but Gordon all cum-high just sort of manouvering Benrey until he can start licking his cock clean bc he likes to uh. i mean benrey's all wet and you know. he likes it. and benrey comes from that, before he can even think about sucking him off properly

> he doesnt have a thought left in his head at the moment... and can u blame him? so he just uh follows he nose....... and benrey's brain is deleted except for "GORDON FREEMAN ON MY DICK????????" bouncing around like a screensaver yes

> yeah he's not even trying to suck him off really, hes not gotten that far yet cuz hes so cumbrained, gone stupid, etc

im gonna be gross here too okay......and like. fucking. huffing and burying his nose into the crook of benreys thighs b/c he smells so intensely like sex and sweat and it makes gordon lightheaded

> YEAAH maybe he starts licking there before he gets up to his dick. it's not like he's dragging it out really so it's not long but benrey's gaping like a fish. he's trying to say something sorta but he can't get any words out and isn't even sure what he himself is trying to say

maybe he cant help himself and he just starts licking and biting on impulse b/c its your resident fuckin thigh guy here and i think benrey deserves to get em chomped like a drumstick

> and then that's gordon's tongue on his dick, bro and this neurotic mf looking so pleased and blissed out as he sloppily licks him all over is a sight he couldn't have even cooked up in his imagination before now

> benrey not coherently enough to warn him he’s like right there, his babbling incoherently at the tease of gordon’s nose and lips is gonna make him- and then his Tounge darts out and it’s over, the start of the end and he’s spurting all over gordon’s completely surprised face without even being jerked or licked through it

> maybe since gordon's been so stressed and keyed up for so long that benrey coming is a surprise but still doesn't shock him enough to clear the cumbrain, so he licks ben clean after that too, while he's twitching and whimpering etc

> think that benrey massive meat being useless and barely even touched is hip and rad even in the context of him technically being in the higher position of power

> then rests his head on beny's belly for a while, feeling very accomplished and tired. he'll panic later, don't worry

god im still thinking about. pillow humping/voyeurism

gordon freemans a bad fucking dog and sometimes he cant help himself and just starts rutting into a pillow with his ass up and his face buried in one of benreys undershirts while hes just panting and mumbling shit the whole time about benrey, benrey, benrey, why is he so fucking obsessed with benrey and with thinking about mounting him just like hes doing to his poor abused pillow every week

and. you know. maybe one day......benrey kind of.....catches him in the act. i think that would be cool. just coming home one day and cracking open his bedroom door and seeing gordon freeman on all fours, his teeth sunk deep into one pillow and another pillow between his thighs, desperately fucking it while hes groaning benreys name b/c he sure as shit was not expecting him back that early, which is why his cumbrain made him feel confident enough to crawl into benreys bed and roll around in it and mainline benreys scent from his clothes and nut on his pillow (and then feel fucking bad about it and frantically try to clean it off)

and benrey just slooowly steps back with his heart pounding out of his chest for possibly the first time in his whole life b/c he did not think gordon freeman ever wanted to fuck him, but here he is, using benreys pillow as an imitation of the real thing and jerking off in his bed

just turns right the fuck back around and goes into the bathroom and splashes some water on his face and stares down at his sudden boner

THANKS FOR READING ALL OF THIS B/C THIS ISNT EVEN GETTING INTO THE PISS STUFF THAT WEVE OBVIOUSLY BEEN THINKING ABOUT. SORRY FOR BEING LIKE THIS

#asky #writin stuff

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If you come back to this, would you consider doing hcs for the rdr2 boys coping with bad breakups? 👀🙈💖👉👈😳

I love your stuff btw! Hope the hiatus is going well and you're having fun being absorbed into new fandom stuff <3

JSKajhdhajfskhjdkajsh AHHHHHHHHHHH YOU ARE TOO SWEET WTF🥺🥺So I just went ahead and wrote this request for you LOOOOOL😎💘😳🤠

even tho I would still say I’m on hiatus.... I was just thinking about Mister Arthur Morgan today and how much i want to sit on his lap and hug him and kiss his cheeks and hold his face against my chest.... So I figure this is as good a time as any to write some stuff for rdr2...

Plus... I really am happy about the fact that people like my work enough to still send me asks!!! I miss the rdr2 fandom a lot tbh because as I’m sure you all have been know... The bnha fandom is a little..... wack tbh..... But regardless, I am having as much fun as i possibly can under the circumstances!!! Theres a lot of good content there...

and just in case u like bnha... you can actually find me at @ihatebnha if you want to read any of my current BNHA stuff (tho im sorta taking a break there too temporarily). Either way, even if you don’t, i appreciate u all for sticking with me and I MISS U GUYS so i hope this does u all some justice!

anyway... i hope this is what you were looking for because I LOVE UUUUUU!! ENJOY💚🧡❤️

Arthur

First of all………. If you break up with Arthur I personally will come beat you up

Secondly….

Honestly, he probably just goes completely numb

He doesn’t have the emotional stability or strength to handle unpacking how or why it’s happening

You ask to break up with him and his soul leaves his body and he’s just “Ok.🙂Whatever you think is best, baby.”

And that’s the end of it. Won’t even let you explain.

This means don’t prank him by pretending to break up with him either because you’ll accidentally kill him

Like he genuinely probably thinks that he deserves whatever it is that made you want to break up with him and that there’s really nothing he can do to feel better about it

Even if was just something like, long distance problems or needing a break

This also hurts so badly because I feel like… getting to the point where Arthur even wants to date you takes FOREVER… He really really needs to trust and love the person who he’s with…

And so to see them leave would just break his heart up into pieces and he wouldn’t be able to handle that all over again

He just… becomes a ghost

Anyone from the gang even mentions it or asks how he is and he just tells them he’s fine and doesn’t need to talk about it

Even if he really is aching deep down… He just can’t bring himself to talk about it because it still doesn’t make any sense to him

And honestly, he just doesn’t want things to hurt any more than they already do by acknowledging them or facing them head on

So he just submits to it all being his fault, it was the right thing to do, that you’re happier without him, etc. and permanently shuts himself off

If you left him, that would be the absolute final straw and he would just throw himself into his work and never look back

And honestly wouldn’t even notice if someone else was making moves on you, that’s how out of it he is.

You wouldn’t even notice something was wrong unless you TRULY knew Arthur

He’s a tough cookie

John

John is the guy who acts like he’s fine if anyone sees him but cries 24/7 when he’s alone

If anyone asks him about it he’s like “I don’t care, it’s fine and I respect their decision… I’m a man, not a baby.”

But the truth is…. Sir… You ARE baby

Honestly…. He’s just saying all that so people don’t really know how much he’s hurting or think he’s weak and try to help

And in a modern setting, Abigail, Arthur, Hosea, anyone really, can’t go to his apartment because he’s lost all motivation to take care of himself

Dishes piled up, laundry everywhere, he’s been wearing the same pajamas for a week, his trash is full of microwave meal packages… It’s just so fucking bad

Single Man Shit

Probably goes through bouts of rage too

Was he not good enough? Did you think you weren’t good enough? Was it the fact that he has Abigail and Jack? Is he too ugly for someone pretty like you?

It’s in these moments that he starts throwing stuff around and kicking chairs and whatnot

I imagine it’s all pretty nonviolent but he still just wants to make a mess to release all that pent up frustration

But he always just ends up on the floor or in bed crying again because he really doesn’t understand what went wrong since he was trying so hard to be a good partner

He wanted to be good for you :(

At least to make up for what he did to Abigail

Probably a couple months after the breakup he starts feeling better…

Picks his laundry up and does the dishes and starts to open up to the gang again

He’s definitely still sad when he thinks about it all… But he knows he’ll get over it as long as you seem happy from afar

If any of the other boys from camp try to make a move on you, he does his best to ignore it… Knowing it’s not his place to speak for you anymore, even if seeing you with someone else does make him sad

And he probably takes some extra time to spend with Abigail and Jack, too

There’s really no one like your family (even if they’re chosen) to make you feel better in situations like this

(Especially since they went through the same thing as him BY him)

Karma’s a bitch, lol

Charles

Charles... My love….. My baby…….

He takes a while to fall apart because honestly, he’s just so confused

He definitely does not recover quickly, but of course, appears to function kind of normally

If anything, he just gets more quiet and distant than before, simply because he needs a lot of time and space to think about everything

And because looking at you hurts so badly

When you mention breaking up, he probably just stands up and walks away

And if you chase after him trying to explain, he’ll tell you that you don’t need to justify yourself, and that he just needs to be alone

However, deep down, he’s gutted and really just needs the space to process what you said and then calm down

He doesn’t want to face the gang, and possibly you, again, crying, hence why he doesn’t come back for a while, but he knows that he can’t just run away from everything

He never thought that you’d be capable of hurting him in the way that you did

And he wonders what the final straw that pushed you over the edge was

He definitely saw you staying together for a long time, and had a lot of ideas for your future, so the breakup was especially surprising and devastating for that reason alone

And he would probably never want to speak to you again

Not really because he hated you, but because it would be too emotional for him to be around you knowing you didn’t feel the same as him

And even though he’s okay with emotions, the gang just isn’t exactly the right space for him to deal with them

Though he probably eventually talks about it with Arthur after a couple months, once he finds another normal, and bonds with him over the shared experience

He would never be able to ask you this, but he wonders if the reason you left him was for the same reasons he’s shunned in society

I think that would hurt him the most… if you didn’t want to be seen with him in public

Even though he knows that it’s unlikely, since he didn’t want to hear your reasons for leaving, it’s something that he thinks about

Even if it would hurt him to see you with someone else, he wouldn’t do anything about it

And as always, he’d just stay quiet, watching

Micah

Micah blames you

Everything is your fault. Everything.

Oh, you want to break up with him? When he’s been so nice to you? So good? He’d literally do anything for you, and you’re not happy with that? You’re such an ungrateful bitch! Fuck you! He never even wanted to date you in the first place, so it’s your fault for making him love you. Sorry he tried soooo hard.

Any semblance of sadness he feels about losing you turns to rage so quickly since he just really cannot fathom why you’d leave him

Genuinely thinks he’s the best boyfriend you’ve ever had and ever will

SIR…????

Despite his anger, he probably is sad deep down… He just doesn’t really recognize it as sadness in the first place

His chest aches when he thinks about you? His eyes sting and burn when he looks at you? His stomach hurts at any and every thought of you?

You’re just an ugly witch who wants him dead.

He has never felt any of these things before, and frankly, he hates feeling like this.

And absolutely refuses to admit to himself that maybe… MAYBE… he just misses you and wants you back…

Honestly though, you will never get word nor wind of this, and before long, he really just does start to hate you.

If you weren’t in the gang, and were ever in a situation where you saw him again, he’d try to make your life a hell.

He’d tease you in front of whoever you were with, talking about how he’s probably the best fuck you’d ever have and that “if you still wanted to fuck him,” he “wouldn’t blame you…” and might even think about it going at it on more time

In a modern setting, he’s definitely a hate fucking type of ex

And if he ever saw you with a new boy, he would probably try to lay some hands on them for even thinking about touching you

AND STILL doesn’t realize that this means he still loves you… But whatever

If you break up with him, guaranteed you’re probably never getting back together

Dutch

Dutch is a tough one… I feel like it really depends on how long you’ve been together, the reason why you want to breakup, and how much value he has for the you and relationship itself

I think he’d be more upset about a long term relationship ending than anything and he’d definitely try to argue with you about any of the problems you bring up

He definitely hits you with the, “you should’ve known what you were getting into,” which, honestly, is a pretty fair point

He doesn’t actually want you to leave him, though… He just doesn’t really want to change

Which is why the whole thing ends up being so T O X I C

But if he realizes that you are actually serious about breaking up, he isn’t above saying that he’ll put the work into fixing everything

Though that’s kind of a lie, since he’s mostly just saying it to get you to stay

If the argument gets too intense, he’ll let you walk away

But only because he’s going to brainstorm about how to get you back

I’m sure this is a given, but none of the other boys at camp are allowed to even think about getting close to you

It wasn’t so bad when you and Dutch were still together, but if he wants you back, everyone is a threat

Arthur and John are given direct orders to not even comfort you… And Dutch even tries to get Miss Grimshaw to be mean to you

At least so he can swoop in and save you… Thinking that you’ll run right back into his arms if no one except him is nice to you

Because that’s where you belong

If he doesn’t manage to succeed in winning you back, the moment he realizes that everything is over, he will 100% start ignoring you

And don’t put it past him to try show off the fact that he’s found someone new to fuck

Honestly, since he’s the leader, at this point, he’d probably just be looking for a good way to get rid of you

Nothing violent, just find a little brothel he can pop you in when the gang’s about to leave some random town

Seems like a good idea to him… Since if he’s not special, no one is.

Same reason why, if you cheat on him, you will never see the whites of his eyes again

Much less anyone from the gang

Kieran

To give Kieran some credit... He’s probably the most in touch with his emotions

He doesn’t respond very well to the breakup, just says okay and lets you walk away, but he’s not above accepting the truth and just crying about it for a while

First and foremost, you need to be happy, even if it means without him

Part of him wants to beg for you to stay so badly… Hold onto the bottom of your shirt and cry… But I know that he probably thinks he doesn’t deserve to and would be able to stop himself

Obviously, you know better than him about everything so why would you be wrong about breaking up?

His work definitely lags and he ends up spending more time with the animals than anyone else, but he’s okay at holding himself together

No one would even know he’s still suffering unless they talked to him about it

Which they don’t, really, and honestly he’s sort of glad, because it gives him a lot of time to think about everything

Which is why, even months after the breakup, if he hasn’t found someone new, he still thinks about what it would be like if you stayed

Daydreams about cuddling with you, about dancing with you, about brushing the horses with you, starting a family, everything…

He wishes it were his so badly

And so seeing you with another boy, especially if it were someone else at camp, would absolutely kill him

And yet, he’d still manage to keep it all to himself. Nothing but his greedy eyes left

Self esteem gone forever… He’d take you back in a heartbeat

Doesn’t help that the poor baby definitely gets clowned by Dutch and Micah about not being able to keep “a good fuck” around

It really hurts… But in the end, he knows they’re right

Javier

Javier probably gets over everything the quickest out of all of the boys.

I just see him as having the most romantic experience out of all of them, so he understands how relationships (and breakups) work

His logic is, why would he want to be with someone who doesn’t want to be with him?

Which makes getting over you faster than normal

Especially since, regardless of why you wanted to leave, he’s going to respect your wishes

Definitely a little peeved at first though because he thought things were fine between the two of you

He’s just not going to bother trying to get you to stay

Especially since he knows that he can be kind of flirty with people even when he’s with you

That being said, if he sees any of the other boys at camp trying to get with you, he’s going to be BIG MAD

First of all, he was there first, so they should know better than to touch someone else’s things

And second of all, it would just feels like they’re showing off the fact that you left him, rather than the other way around

But honestly, he probably wouldn’t care if you found a stranger to mess with. It’s not like they know your relationship history, and honestly, he knows it wouldn’t be fair if he were ever to find someone else he likes.

So he’s fine watching you run around

It’s only ever late at night, if it’s been a while since you’ve spoken to him, or he’s feeling lonely, that he thinks about what things would be like if you were still with him

He wonders what really made you leave, and if you were honest with him during the relationship

Overall, he’d be okay, but would definitely still be down to fuck if you ever wanted! You may not want to be with each other anymore, but it doesn’t change the fact you guys had some bomb ass sex

Sean

Sean is another boy who’s going to be a bit more angry than sad

That being said, he’s no where near as bad as Micah and knows that the anger comes from the sadness

He’s just extremely frustrated that things didn’t work out, and resents the fact that you didn’t even want to try and fix things with him

It’s not like he really blames you for that… But he wishes that he could

Especially since throughout it all, even now, he doesn’t actually hate you, and still wishes that you would come back

He’s knows his personality can be a little overwhelming, but he would’ve been willing to change if it made you happy!

But honestly, since he doesn’t need to anymore, everything about him just gets a bit… Worse

Constantly making a show of showing off for the other girls at camp, always trying to flirt with the girls at the saloon, talking the boys’ heads off about anything and everything…

Just to distract himself and prove that he’s doing fine… That you didn’t hurt him at all, and he doesn’t need you

But even he’s not all that convinced

If any of the other boys at camp start messing around with you, he’ll definitely start a fight with them, feeling like were just doing it to piss him off

He’d lose, though, and would end up just going to bed and crying.

If he saw you flirting with a stranger, he’d be equally as mad, but he probably wouldn’t do anything other than get super drunk in front of you to ruin the mood

Eventually he starts feeling more like himself, and it definitely helps if you don’t treat him weirdly, but he finds that he does still think of you when he sees cute married girls or children, wondering what he would’ve had if things didn’t go wrong.

Especially since he also gets teased by the gang for not being able to hold it down… Despite his constant talk

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