#w o w this escalated like. A LOT.

[cruelplatonic]

ruminating on 'the vees died despondent nobodies' thoughts

velvette interrogates vox after she hears him give various conflicting and bombastic accounts on air. a selection of these include: blew his brains out on live television, administered the death penalty for killing his "bitch wife," a tragic accident involving two shetland ponies, dubiously legal iranian yogurts, and a whole lot of cocaine. the actual cause was shockingly ordinary- a heart attack in front of the television, alone, his corpse only recovered after two weeks passed. he was watching a game show and his last mortal regret was never even learning who won, because he died during the commercials.

[doumadono]

Warnings: smut w/o plot, rough p in v, oral (f & m receiving), wry & dom Dabi, f!reader, a lot of cursing and names calling, slapping, a little degradation, hate s*x Synopsis: arranging a birthday celebration for Dabi proved to be a mistake. It ignited his anger, driving him to his room in a fit of rage. When anger transformed into desire, Dabi insisted on celebrating in his own way, marking the first intimate encounter between the two of you A/N: the prompt was Dabi's first time with his girlfriend is on his birthday This marks the last story crafted in celebration of Dabi's birthday 💜

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST DABI'S BIRTHDAY EVENT

"You little cunt!" Dabi's voice thundered, a venomous edge cutting through the air. He didn't bother casting a glance in your direction.

In response to the verbal assault, you jerked your hand free from his grip. "What's the matter this time, Mr. Know-It-All? I merely intended to throw you a pleasant birthday celebration, and you act as though I threatened to annihilate your entire family!"

Dabi scoffed dismissively, striding purposefully toward his room. "Do you think I'd give a damn fuck if you did? Of course not. And I thought I made myself crystal clear — I want no bloody celebrations. I detest my birthday. I despise the very notion of being born. What is so challenging for your tiny, stupid brain to comprehend?"

A disbelieving sigh escaped your lips. While you were well aware of his aversion to birthdays, the magnitude of his anger caught you off guard. Baking him a cake and orchestrating a modest gathering with the assistance of Toga and Shigaraki seemed like a harmless gesture to celebrate his existence, yet it had evidently ignited an unexpected fury.

Dabi came to an abrupt halt and glanced back at you, seizing your wrist and pulling you closer to him. "No response, huh?" he sneered. "Fine, little cunt. So, you're keen on celebrating the day this damn pathetic villain, murderer, and arsonist was born? Well, we'll celebrate it, but we'll do it my damn way."

He forcibly pulled you behind him, and despite your inner desire to break free from his grip, the futility of any attempt was evident – he wielded a strength far surpassing your own.

Dabi swung open the door to his room and shoved you inside, the harsh sound of the door slamming shut resonating through the air as he entered, sealing the room in an oppressive silence.

In the midst of the heated altercation, the details of the argument eluded your memory. A palpable anger still hung in the air, the exchange of words escalating to a fever pitch.

Your gaze shifted toward Dabi, poised to retort, but the intensity in his turquoise eyes arrested your words. The pulsating vein in the black-haired man's neck became a focal point, a magnetic force compelling your desire to quell its frenetic rhythm with a kiss.

His recognition of the unspoken yearning reflected in your face halted his verbal assault, leaving his mouth slightly ajar.

In that suspended moment, the impulse to crush your lips against his neck overwhelmed you. You yearned to soothe the frenetic heartbeat beneath the surface.

As if reading your intentions, Dabi seized you abruptly, drawing you into the circle of his robust arms. It was as if he had glimpsed into the depths of your desires, a skill he wielded with uncanny accuracy. In that instant, he kissed you with the intensity you had yearned for, the clash of tongues mirroring the earlier verbal sparring. The taste of anger mingled with a surprising sweetness, and your body ignited with a white-hot desire, a fervor that only Dabi could unleash. The searing sensation surged from your chest down to your thighs, awakening every inch of your being.

You had sensed the fire kindling in Dabi's loins, the hardness growing almost instantly, and his whole body turning super hot due to his quirk.

Dabi grasped a handful of your hair, yanking your head back, and engaged in a fervent exchange of kisses, licks, and nips, each touch eliciting moans of pleasure from your slightly bruised, parted lips.

The yearning became unbearable, compelling you to crave the feel of Dabi's skin against yours. Almost as if he had divined your thoughts, he leaned back, swiftly discarding his shirt through his hair. His hands reached for your blouse, and with a forceful yank, he tore it open, sending buttons scattering across the tiny room. Despite the intimidating aura that surrounded Dabi, you harbored no fear.

Even though you were aware of his desires, the topic about sex was returning like a boomerang, resurfacing every few days. It had been over half a year since you both became a thing, yet you had not crossed the threshold into a physical relationship, and this restraint was gradually driving Dabi to the brink of madness. You suspected that today's outbursts were fueled, in part, by the previous night's rejection when, amidst a heated make-out session, you had declined his advances as his hand ventured into your shorts, teasing your folds through the fabric of your knickers.

Yet now, a curious mixture of emotions surged within you. Somehow, you found yourself yearning for him with an intensity that defied explanation. Despite no longer being a virgin, a concern lingered about the potential discomfort of engaging in sex with Dabi.

Dabi's lips sought yours once more as he simultaneously released the front clasp of your sheer bra. He took one of your nipples into his mouth, the exquisite pain of his teeth on your flesh intensifying the smoldering embers between your legs into a searing white-hot flame of desire.

"Dabi..." you whined loudly, rolling your head back, resting it against the wall, slipping one of your hands into his hair.

His impatient hands slipped under your skirt in a quest to discover your most sensitive spot. The intensity of his anger and desire surged as his hand encountered obstacles on its journey - your panties. Finally, locating the waistband, Dabi forcefully burnt your panties away, being careful enough to not hurt you. Free from the hindrance, his hungry fingers found what they sought.

Dabi inserted a finger into your wetness, gliding it upward over your swollen clit after finger fucking you for a moment, eliciting moans of ecstasy from you. Simultaneously, his lips continued their exploration, savoring the taste of yours, tracing a path from your lips to your earlobes and down to your neck. "Fucking little cunt," he sneered. "I'll certainly educate you on how I desire my birthday to be celebrated. Perhaps it will penetrate that thick, stupid skull of yours at last, you little whore."

Your moans of pleasure intensified, your hands exploring the contours of Dabi's body. His skin felt sensuous and super warm beneath your fingertips. Before long, your hands discovered his pierced nipple. Gently, you pinched it, coaxing a primal sound from Dabi's lips as he worked diligently on marking your neck, signaling to the world that you belonged to him.

The heightened arousal compelled you to push him away slightly. You replaced your fingers with your mouth after leaning forward, nipping and licking his chest. The tip of your tongue traced along his tensed muscles, whether concealed beneath healthy skin or adorned with scars and purple patches, relishing the taste that was undeniably manly and salty, yet sweet as nectar to your senses.

Dabi's fingers fucked you more, and had rendered you incredibly wet, your clitoris throbbing with anticipation, swollen with both pleasure and need. Seizing your chin in his hand, Dabi kissed you roughly, propelling you back against the wall. He then descended to his knees, lifting your skirt, and trailed his tongue up one thigh and then the other, savoring the juices that had escaped during the fervor of his fingers' endeavors.

Dabi's warm tongue resumed its task, leisurely stroking your sweet, swollen spot. He inserted a finger, moving in and out, synchronizing the motion with the skilled strokes of his tongue. His tongue circled around your sticky clit, while his finger worked diligently to pleasure your pussy. Suddenly, he sucked on it with a hunger reminiscent of a baby latching onto its mother's breast. Your moans grew louder, the sensation of his sucking propelling you closer to the edge, teetering on the brink of no return.

"Yes, Dabi, oh! Just like that!" you gasped, attempting to keep him in the spot to grind your pussy against his face, but Dabi swatted your hands away and rose to meet your gaze.

His eyes mirrored yours, smoky with unbridled lust. "Oh, no, no, little dirty slut. Not yet. No matter how you beg, you'll come when I say," he declared, denying you the release you sought as he asserted control over your pleasure. "Suck me off like a good slut and I'll think of rewarding you."

The overwhelming urge to taste the most manly of flavors had consumed you, leading your hands to fumble with Dabi's thick, white belt. Finally releasing it, the snap and zipper undone, you descended to your knees in front of him, pushing down his dark pants. Dabi's hardened member sprung free, pulsating with the burning lust, a little pearl of precum adorned the slit of its tip. Your cheeks reddened upon noticing the piercing just beneath the tip. Your tongue explored his shaft, moving around and under, tracing the prominent vein, finally reaching the head and swirling around it. It was moist, and the salty flavor was a delightful sensation, spilling all over your tongue. Unable to contain yourself any longer, you took him between your swollen lips, bobbing your head back and forth eagerly, moaning around him.

Dabi's sharp intake of breath signaled the pleasure coursing through him as he felt your lips on his dick. "That's it, dirty whore, suck that fat cock."

You sucked and licked, the intensity of his moans guiding the rhythm of your movements. The sweet labor of tasting your boyfriend drove you into a state of pure ecstasy.

With a resounding pop sound, you withdrew his dick from your mouth, using one hand to jerk it, spreading your saliva across the length of his shaft. Pressing the erect member against his abdomen, you then lowered your head to cradle his heavy balls in your mouth, delicately pressing on them with your tongue.

"Fuck," he growled, closing his eyes for a moment. "You're a fucking whore. My private fuck toy. You're nothing more than a whore, spreading your legs so willingly f'me right now. Look at you. And two days ago you were whining that you're not ready to let me fuck you just yet. Pathetic."

His lewd words elicited a moan from you as you resumed the task of sucking his cock. Ensuring to swirl your tongue around the head, you then proceeded to kiss along the vein running beneath the shaft before you pushed his dick back into your mouth, bobbing your head eagerly.

Suddenly, Dabi reached down, seizing your arm and pulling you up. "Enough, cunt. Time to fuck that pretty, little cunt, yeah?"

"I am so ready for you to fill my belly with your fat cock, daddy," your words quivered with desire.

Dabi grinned wryly. "You're a pathetic bitch, princess. You think with your fucking cunt. So disappointing."

Pressed against the wall, Dabi gripped one of your legs, lifting it up. In one fluid motion, he drove his cock deep inside you, easily bottoming out in your pussy.

"Dabi!" Your scream of pleasure echoed long and loud as the painful stretch overwhelmed your mind.

He lifted your other leg, picking you off the floor, impaling you against the wall, never losing the rhythmic, frantic thrusts.

One of your hands glided down from Dabi's shoulder to your wet clit, skillfully massaging it as he thrust into your pussy. He felt like a white-hot spear inside your pussy. You and Dabi stared into each other's eyes. Both your hands now rested on Dabi's shoulders. You arched your back, rolling your hips in his embrace to synchronize with each of his strokes. "More, more, more!" you begged, your tone pathetic.

Dabi encircled his arm around your ass, using his free hand to deliver a sharp slap to your face. "Look at me, bitch! Look at me!"

It proved challenging for you to maintain focus on his face, especially with every forceful thrust causing the aggressive tip of his cock to brush and nudge all the right spots deep within you. "I… I can't, D… Da…"

He didn't allow you to finish your sentence, responding by slapping your other cheek. "I. Said. Look. At. Me!"

Moaning unabashedly, like a cheap whore you apparently were in that moment, you gazed at him through teary eyes. The singular thought that occupied your mind was the anticipation of his cum, filling you to the brim.

Dabi intensified his rhythm, his buttocks flexing with each forceful thrust. He nibbled on the column of your neck, emitting guttural grunts. "Fucking bitch. Your cunt belongs to me. You belong to me. You fucking naughty whore."

In the final few thrusts, as Dabi's movements became increasingly erratic, he reached the peak of his release within the warmth of your pussy. "Take it, bitch, take it, take it," he growled through gritted teeth. The temperature of his skin soared, accompanied by wisps of dark smoke and the faint scent of burning flesh as he briefly lost the grip on his Blueflame quirk.

His hot seed spilled into your pussy, intensifying your own climax as your pussy clenched tightly around his throbbing shaft. "Dabi!!!" you screamed, the overwhelming sensations pushing you to the brink of consciousness, making it difficult to catch your breath.

Dabi lowered one of your legs, and then the other. Clinging to each other, you leaned against the wall, neither trusting your legs to support you. Dabi's semen mixed with your juices slowly traced down your shaking legs, leaving a trail of slickness in its wake.

Dabi cradled your chin between his thumb and forefinger, planting a tender kiss on your lips. "Now, you've been the good girl you are, princess. Satisfied with the fucking celebration?"

You trailed a series of soft kisses along the contours of his sharp jawline. "Yes, but… are you still upset with me, Dabi?"

Dabi scoffed, theatrically rolling his eyes. "No. I fucked away all the stress, yeah?"

"You burned my favorite panties," you complained, making a sad face.

He leaned down to hoist his pants back up, tucking his flaccid cock back into its confines and adjusting them before fastening the belt. "I'll buy you a new pair, just stop whining."

Dabi flopped onto his bed, sliding both hands under his head as he gazed up at the cracks on the ceiling.

Climbing onto the bed, you curled into a ball by his side, resting your head on his chest, attuning yourself to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "I'm sorry for riling you up."

"It's fine," he grumbled. "Let's not talk about that, doll."

A few moments of silence hung in the air before you whispered, "I just want you to know that I genuinely love you, every fiber of your being."

Dabi remained unresponsive initially, but after a prolonged and piercing silence, he wrapped his arm around you, leisurely stroking your shoulder. "Thanks, doll face. I love you too."

[headcanonenthusiast]

Alejandro Vargas NSFW headcanons

This was made with gender-neutral readers in mind.

Ladies, gentleman and everyone in-between, it's him. It's forehead man.

Alejandro is so FINE tho 😍 I'm so excited to be doing headcanons for this man. I'd learn Spanish just for him tbh.

(I completely understand that this type of content is not everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok! But, please scroll and ignore if this type of content isn't your thing as opposed to leaving any sort of negative comments.)

Enjoy!

Nsfw under the cut.

-His hands are absolutely glued to your hips the whole time.

-He gets the widest, most shit-eating grin whenever he manages to hit your g-spot.

-"Listen to those moans. Fuck, is that it? Is that the spot right there, amor?"

-Very confident in the fact that he can make you scream. In fact, he wants you to be loud.

-"Thats it, scream for me. Grita mi nombre. God, the neighbors must be so jealous of me because they aren't the ones making you scream."

-Edges you a lot tbh. Getting to cum immediately w/ him is kinda rare.

-If you make him jealous by talking to someone else, or if you guys just haven't been able to spend time together, he's more likely to edge you for longer.

-"Don't start whining, hermosa/o. You asked for this. Why were you talking to them anyways, hm? Why waste your time on someone like that when you have me?"

-Even if you were just talking to a friend innocently or something, chances of Alejandro's jealousy rising is high.

-He trusts you not to cheat on him, he knows you love him, but that doesn't stop him from being a tiny bit jealous anyway. And that jealously and possessiveness totally seeps into your sex life.

-3 inches soft, 5 inches hard and yall already know it's thick af ( lord.have.mercy🙏🙏🙏🙏)

-The sex is either passionate and rougher or passionate and gentler depending on the mood. But, it's always super passionate. His attention is focused entirely on you, with much deeper strokes if it's gentler.

-Marks you up a lot and doesn't really care who sees them. He wants people to know that you're his.

-"There we go. Look at how pretty your neck is, covered with my hickeys."

-And if you try to wear something that covers the marks, he'll carefully pull it right off of you.

-"No, no. Don't hide the marks, cariño. Why would you be ashamed of showing off how good I make you feel?"

-Will not hesitant to spank you if he doesn't like how you're acting. Slaps your ass and even your pussy/cock with every word he says.

-"Don't use that fucking tone with me. Who do you think you are?"

-Makes you count every slap. If you lose count, he'll start right over and much more harshly. (My dyscalculic ass could never 💀)

-I just know that his ideal introduction to sex is very romantic. Like, candlelight dinner followed by slow dancing that escalates into him carrying you to bed kinda romantic.

-At the end of the day, Alejandro just wants to be close to you. He dislikes quickies for the fact that he wants to spend time and take his time with you. To Alejandro, there's no greater pleasure than the ability to make his partner feel good.

-Will totally worship your body if you're insecure about it. If you ever come to him with your insecurities, his mindset changes from fucking you until the bed breaks to making the sweetest, most tender love imaginable.

-"Aw, look at this body. This gorgeous fucking body. You're crazy for being insecure about all of this."

-"Do you have any idea how many times this body's made me cum? Dios, the thought of this body, the thought of your pussy/dick is enough to make me cum."

-Will also gently massage your thighs as they hug his hips while making love, no matter how big or small they are.

-"Dios mío, these thighs...tan jodidamente increíble."

-Demands that you tell him how amazing you are.

-"Say it, baby. Tell me how beautiful/handsome you are."

-And if you refuse? He'll just keep asking you to, threatening to pull out and not let you finish if you don't.

-"That's not what I asked, mi vida. Say it for me, say how amazing and sexy you are. No dejaré que te corras si no lo haces."

-But the best thing about sex w/ Alejandro if you're feeling insecure and do everything he says? He always let's you cum. Never edges you like he normally would. It's probably because he's not nearly as focused on himself and his own pleasure as he normally would be.

-Enjoys gently cumming inside of you during more gentle sex. Prefers cumming on your pussy/ass/dick or even your chest/belly if it's rougher, though.

-Often shuts his eyes as he finishes, fingers digging into your skin before his grip loosens and his eyes are glued to your face once more. He chuckles while showering your face in kisses, voice hushed and satisfied.

-"Dios mío, that was amazing. Can't believe I'm with someone as wonderful as you, mi amor."

-Almost always hopes you'll agree to taking a bath with him. Like I said, he's all about romantic intercourse, and there's nothing more romantic to Alejandro than getting to wash your body of the mess you've both created.

-And then you're gonna both fall asleep, Alejandro's strong arms wrapped tightly around you while he kisses the back of your neck and shoulders, whispering praises and adoring words.

-Oh, and he usually tries to stay up later than you. Why? Because the look on your face after sex, all satisfied and at total peace, makes him feel accomplished and happy for making you feel good.

Translations: (apologies if anything is inaccurate, online translators can only get you so far :()

Cariño=sweetheart/honey

Amor=love

Hermosa/o=beautiful

Mi vida=my life

Dios/Dios mío=God/my God

Grito mi nombre=Yell out my name

Tan jodidamente increíble=So fucking incredible

No dejaré que te corras si no lo haces=I won't let you cum if you don't

Alejandro has my ❤. He's just so.. 😍

Really enjoyed doing headcanons for him! You can probably tell that I had way more ideas for Alejandro than I did for Gaz (I'm so sorry Gaz enjoyers 😭). I've also intended to do Alejandro for a while, before even Ghost or König. I just did those two first since ik how popular they are.

I'll be doing more headcanons soon, probably more SFW ones, too, because I only have like 2 SFW headcanons on my page 😔.

Feel free to give me suggestions for who to do next!

[lxvme]

before u happen to stumble upon this…

ion rlly write a lot, n my txting grammar is SO much worse than m writing grammar 😭 if there’s any mistakes, this wasn’t proofread bc it’s all hours of tha night rn. secondly, this is also prolly my first lil writing on here, so treat it either w ignorance or a lil bit of nice haha, that’s all!

i saw this post (i didn’t like it n refreshed the page buttt…) abt how older!simon would b at the beach- i think they were somewhat accurate, but i jus had a lil more to add on haha.

older!simon can, in fact, enjoy himself at a beach. while it isn’t his preferred place, nor decompression activity (i wld say his is def just sitting on the couch or on a balcony, smoking may or may not be included- i need to make a list of his hobbies now) but it suffices. simon would 100 percent need a ‘little bi’ o’ beggin, love,’ or a ‘y’said please, rih’?’ for him to go.

older!simon also would require a small cooler, with the beers of his choice. nothing else particularly about this, i js thought it was needed.

older!simon, while he’d definitely be moaning about for quite the long minute, wouldn’t take forever to join you (or, if you won’t, he’ll just go by himself) in the water. he’d like to enjoy the sun, for a bit, before he’d succumb to the waves. (he does, however, refuse to admit how much he likes the water) it’d be comical as fuuuuck- seeing a big boy like him having fun and getting into a small water fight, which would most certainly be escalating into more; i actually think water fights with simon end in him just SLAMMING you into the water. (not like he means to!! he tries not to be so harsh, out of deployment… most of the time)

older!simon would also just love to stand in the water with you- maybe he’d already gotten your hair soaked, to your protest, and he’d either just tug you in by your waist, or, you’d get yourself situated on his shoulders because ‘’s a nicer view f’you, love- jus’ takin’ care o’ you, aren’ i?’

anywaysss…

im sry its short! tumblr is muchhh more stressful than i thought 😰

[spacexseven]

tunaaaaa I've been reading ur Childe Thing sooo much that I've been thinking of I Love Amy aus nonstop. its a problem. in honor of bsd s4 im gonna rapid fire a couple out for the Bsd Boys!

lets talk dazai. I feel like this could go a lot of ways with him. like, if its ada dazai, you probably don't really get the sense that something is kinda off with him until you're a bit too deep to back out. he seemed so sweet when you first met- fuckin weird, but sweet! no harm in trying to help him win over a crush, right? for pm dazai, you obviously know hes fucked in the head the second you meet him, so you agree to help him out of a fear of what he might do to you if you dont rather than a sense of altruism. either way, its kinda hard to notice him getting a little overly-attached to you just cuz of how naturally obnoxious and clingy he is. even if he starts to escalate you might not get it cuz hes pretty fast and loose about LITERALLY kidnapping you and tying you up in his apartment/mafia holding cell right off the bat (gets very pouty about you "ignoring" him). doesnt help that hes so out of touch with his own emotions he probably doesn't even know he has a thing for you for a whiiile. trust me tho, being nice to him and taking care of him when hes sick or injured WILL wear him down. you'll only kind of get it when you try to give him some new pointers on his crush and he seems to just get? annoyed? mutters something about you talking about someone else while you're SUPPOSED to pay attention to HIM. or when he keeps being weirdly affectionate with you in full view of X when hed usually forget you exist as soon as he sees them. or you woke up chained to a chair (again) but this time hes perched in your lap and scolding you about avoiding your "boyfriend" before shoving his lips against yours. couldve been any of these occasions really.

cant BELIEVE I didn't think of gogol the first time I talked about this this is almost EXACTLY what yes doing to sigma rn. when this fuckin 6'2 clown terrorist traps you against a wall and starts questioning about why you were talking to "his darling", you are 10000% sure you're gonna die. almost gives you whiplash how fast his tone changes once you convince him you have NO interest. all smiles all of the sudden, picks u up under the armpits like a cat to right ur posture and pats you on the head, declaring that you will be his magicians assistant for a while! you do not have a say in this, if you'd like to keep your skin. while you feel bad about aiding and abetting this stalking case, you get the sense that hes. not ever gonna actually make a move. kinda just Wants To Stalk. goes on about how he cant let himself be tied down like that (whatever that means). he does talk about just murdering his darling a lot but you've managed to convince him that thats unnecessary baggage connecting them to him so hopefully that keeps him sated until his goldfish-esque attention span finally moves him onto a new target. and it does! the problem is that its you. I think that once he realizes he likes you, he's just gonna vanish. poof gone. hes had a lot of fleeting obsessions with ill-fated darlings before, but youre something new. hes never actually gotten to know someone before! ugh. hes caged by his feelings for you, but the despair hed feel from killing you would be a cage all its own! frustrating!!!!! maybe if he just leaves and never thinks about you ever again this'll just go away like all of his other crushes. doesnt work. expect him back in a month, snuggling into your neck and babbling inane about having missed you. he tied you up again so youre just gonna have to let him do that. its fine youre used to this with him.

really wanted to do this with chuuya and fyodor too but im scared of them being OOC help me.

- 🩹

omg so this turned out to be Very Long :O quick context for any1 who is unfamiliar w i love amy—it's a webtoon (highly recommend btw) where the yandere character starts to fall for her 'target/rival' instead of her initial love interest. for more info + the childe version, check out this post.

cw: yandere characters (dazai, fyodor, nikolai), stalking, kidnapping, imprisonment, obsessive behavior, threats of violence to reader. (this whole post came off a little silly instead of serious But mind the cws anyway!)

this is best read with a male reader (to keep it consistent w i love amy) but there's no pronouns used or descriptions for reader, so do as you like. also, reader makes morally questionable decisions :>

(pm) dazai is to be avoided at all costs. that was the rule you put down for yourself after witnessing one of his very public threats to some poor pedestrian who had bumped into him. the dramatic coat, the blank expression, the natural ease with which he handled the weapon in his hand—everything about him was just...alarming.

however, despite all your efforts, he's obstructed your path home with a deadly glare and a hand in his pocket.

according to dazai, he did not appreciate your recent conversation with X, (as he claimed, they were too popular to spare most people more than a few friendly greetings—so why were you having a full-fledged conversation with them?) who were you, even, to get in his way? you sputter out some excuse, some explanation as to why he misunderstood the situation and it was all just work-related, and fortunately, he seems convinced, at least enough to relax his hold on you and shift the blaring malice in his stance to something less frightening.

obviously, you couldn't refuse when he offers you what he calls a mutually beneficial proposition. you help him get closer to X, and he won't kill you! win-win, don't you think?

the thing about dazai, you soon learn, is that despite the murderous energy he gives off, he's painfully annoying, more so than frightening. it almost feels like you're dealing with an obnoxious child, with how he's constantly whining and tugging at your sleeve and complaining about how useless you're being.

and it also makes you wonder if he's ever really had a friend, because he's got some strange expectations for you. he's all too possessive, too paranoid, and expects you to be perfectly fine with it. you consider telling him that he's not supposed to hold you hostage every time he thinks you're spending "too much time with someone else", but after the 4th attempt, you've understood that there was no getting to him. at least he stopped with the threats to your other friends (well, he promised you that he'd stop), and that seemed like the only thing he was willing to compromise on. he doesn't ease up on the breaking-into-your-room-to-visit-you stunt, either, especially when you're "ignoring him". despite all that, maybe out of some form of pity, you still help him out. you drop off food when he's sick and try to explain that imprisonment is not the key to a healthy relationship. you hang out with him even if you're terrified of all the mafioso you come across when you visit the hq with him, and after all of it, you're mostly convinced that he wasn't going to kill you anytime soon. in fact, the two of you seemed to be building an unusual friendship.

but when he comes to visit you one day when you're sick and actually knocks on the door and texts you beforehand, you tell him that this would be the best way to approach X if he ever hears that they're sick. though you're expecting some excitement, or some self-satisfaction for improving a little, instead of looking excited, dazai looks frustrated. for the first time, he looks genuinely...upset. and when he asks you why you can't appreciate that he was looking out for you and not X, you're left at a loss for words. you're not sure if this was a sign that he was starting to learn not to cross your boundaries or a warning that he was beginning to like you a little too much

and things only get stranger. he becomes more observant, asks you more questions about yourself rather than X, and even starts holding your hand in full view of X. when you mention that X was really looking forward to a new movie coming out and that he should try to ask them out, he gets upset by your suggestion, grumbling about you paying more attention to X and only caring about them instead of asking him if he wants to see the movie with them. so, unsure of how to respond, you echo his question. he beams at you and happily declares that he only wants to watch the movie with you.

somewhere along the line, it happened that dazai himself started to realize just how much he liked you, and he spirals out of control. the already overwhelming physical contact turns more intimate, with dazai holding your hand at every possible moment, pressing himself as close to you as humanely possible without squeezing the air out of you, and sitting on your lap whenever the opportunity presents itself. he stops responding to anything that isn't an endearing pet name and introduces himself as your boyfriend. X seems to be eradicated from his mind, as well as anyone that wasn't you, though it feels as though you're the only one that has a problem with this change. dazai takes to it naturally, seamlessly inserting himself into your life.

"what's wrong?" dazai's sprawled across your lap with the biggest grin on his face, the remote in your hand long ripped away by him, "come give your boyfriend a kiss~"

you've...heard of fyodor. it was more overhearing whispers shared between people, but the mention of his name seemed to intrigue everyone who heard it. you've heard that he was a mysterious man who walked into the city one day and never left, and you've heard that he was the owner of an expensive casino. you've even heard that he had a tendency to stand on top of rooftops at night, but you've heard tons of variations and rumors. one statement, however, rang true in everyone's ears.

fyodor dostoevsky was taken with X.

that was putting it lightly—obsession was exactly what it was. though X was clearly unaware of what was being said, because, as they assured you one day while you walked out with them, fyodor was just a friend! and he was a very interesting guy, with some strong beliefs. he wasn't some criminal mastermind! all he did was keep to himself. and that, as they confidently declared, wasn't a crime.

but you had reason to not believe X, after all, it wasn't them at the receiving end of a laser focused gaze and a creepy smile. (it scared you so much that you ran home and ordered a burglar-proof lock for your door the same night) and it also wasn't them who sat down across from you while you were having your breakfast in the café nearby. anyone would have been better than who it was.

"hello," fyodor waves a fork at you, his fingers positioned gracefully on the silver cutlery (and of course, you think bitterly, he was evil and beautiful. just your luck), "i hope you can spare me a few minutes."

he wasn't asking, but you melted at his soft tone. for all people loved to talk about him, why hadn't they mentioned how hard it was to take your eyes off him? awkwardly, you take another bite of your food, nodding at him.

he asks you about X, though it's more of an interrogation disguised as casual conversation. he easily waves around his fork, smiles at you with an unnerving expression, and stares at you a little too long. by the end of it, your food is finished and his fork is placed neatly back onto the table and you've sustained no injuries. better yet, he finally seems to have (reluctantly) removed your name from his hit list.

what you weren't expecting was for him to start seeking you out. you get strange looks when fyodor waits outside your workplace with an umbrella—your umbrella—leaving you with no choice but to walk with him unless you wanted to get home soaked. he lists off X's habit and asks you to add on to his list, ignoring your reply of "that's just creepy". he tells you that he wants to respect X's privacy by not using cameras to spy on them so will you answer him or should he use the cameras? and what else could you do then?

at the very least, he didn't seem serious about attempting to kidnap or imprison X. he seemed fascinated by them, if anything. like he was...studying them. being with him wasn't as bad as you'd though, no matter how much you hated to admit it, despite the foundation of this friendship was built on how amusing he found X. if he was in a particularly good mood, he'd even offer to help you out with your struggles in the pursuit of love. his ideas, however, were all sure to land you behind bars with a retraining order to boot. when you voiced your opinion to him, he only smiled and told you that he knew a thing or two about breaking out of a prison cell, much like he was recalling upon a fond memory.

the only good thing about this strange arrangement was that fyodor was really nice to look at. there was something mesmerizing about his every action, even the slight quirk of his lips or the way his hair fell on his forehead. the ease with which he slipped on his hat (which, by the way, what was with all his not-weather-appropriate clothing? was he not sweating?), and the commanding air around him. so while he spoke seriously about X and his distaste for most of the human population, you tuned him out and focused on admiring his pretty eyes and how his lips wrapped around his fork and—ugh, you were starting to sound as creepy as him. but honestly, you had a feeling he already knew that you found him attractive. fyodor was far too good at reading people, far too perceptive to let something as obvious as your attraction to him slip.

your mistake was foolishly believing that you'd be safe as long as you didn't act on those feelings.

it felt strange, however, when he started reaching your usual table first, having already asked for your go-to meal and watching with thinly veiled delight as you stared down at the hot plate. and it's your coworkers now that get stared at, your friends who get the silent threat of a fork pressed against smooth skin, and you that everyone whispers that fyodor dostoevsky is taken with.

the meaning behind his increasingly strange behaviour doesn't really hit you, not until you've bumped into X again, who you haven't seen around in a while.

"i see that you and fyodor are becoming good friends now," they grin, "i'm almost jealous of how quickly you warmed up to him."

long fingers reach to caress your cheek before a perfectly poised hand places itself on your shoulder. fyodor's unmistakable voice replies in your stead.

"we're friends? is that what you've heard?" fyodor dips his head down to lock eyes with yours, "why don't you correct them about that, darling?"

you should have trusted sigma when he told you that nikolai gogol was bad news. as he clarified, so bad that, coincidentally, the ministry of justice hq was moved away at least by two states when nikolai came to visit.

but how were you to know that he was in love with one of your acquaintances? and how were you to know that his idea of love was this frightening? just when you were making your way back after a lukewarm conversation about work with X, you were slammed up against the wall by a person with a top hat and a coat and an honestly terrifying expression. then nikolai, as he later introduced himself, started grilling you with questions, ruthlessly asking about why you were with X and why did they smile at you and where does your family live, after which he happily told you about his many previous experiences with torture and how he would love to show you.

you're not sure what convinced him to let you go, whether it was your trembling legs or your teary promises that you had no interest in X in that way, but here you were now—alive, terrified, and offered the position of 'magician's assistant' (though the magician himself refused to tell you why the position was open for so long) and all it took to land the increasingly strange job was to talk to X and listen to nikolai threaten to torture you in graphic detail.

(among all the crazy people you had seen around here—that so-called 'world's best detective' who snatched your bag of candy right from your hands, that other person who started doing push-ups in the middle of the road, and someone giggling holding a bag of lemons by the port—you thought that nikolai definitely fit right in. not that you were going to tell him that)

while the position wasn't exactly what you wanted, nor were you too keen on spending more time around nikolai, something about the glint in his uncovered eye and the hand gripping your shoulder told you that you really wouldn't want to reject his offer. contrary to what you may have assumed, assisting nikolai only meant becoming a partner to his criminal activity, which revolved around stalking X, talking to them to find out all the information nikolai can't get by stalking them, and stalking them even more to find out any more details that neither of you could get. (you've considered helping out as much as you can, leaving hints in the form of obscure drawings of nikolai and danger symbols, but later, when you catch sight of X waving to him, you realize the message did not come across the way you intended it to)

fortunately for them, (and for you. at least now, you won't be behind bars for assisting in abduction) nikolai seems to have no interest whatsoever in pursuing them any further. sure, he keeps books filled with information about X, and buys their favorite drink alongside his order, but he doesn't seem to want to do anything more.

while you could care less about why he does whatever he's doing, already chalking it all up to the fact that he was off his rockers, nikolai decides to enlighten you all the same. when he excitedly rambles on and on about freedom and feelings and why X must now die, you pretend to listen, never actually telling him that nothing he said made any sense to you. still, after insisting that he won't be very free behind bars either and that if he really didn't want to be tied down by his feelings, he should actually distance himself from them instead, it appeared that you finally got him to understand, and he hesitantly agreed to listen.

for the most part, everything is great after that. your life returns to normal, with no top hat wearing, cane wielding magician in the vicinity, and no more having to invade someone's privacy. and it was great! really! even if it was a little bit boring without nikolai's spontaneous plans (maybe that time in the amusement park was pretty fun, even if the only reason you had to go was because X was going there with someone else, much to nikolai's horror). there was something both unsettling and addictive about the crazy adventures nikolai swept you on, though it was for the best that he disappeared.

but then nikolai came back…acting a little odd.

his clinginess and a sudden desire for physical affection set off alarms in your head, though he acted like this was perfectly normal. at first, you told yourself that this must be some new jealousy plot—maybe he got this idea from a tv show he watched over his 'break', but he hadn't asked you if you wanted to be part of this ploy (not that he ever did, really).

and your suspicions only grew when he refused to let up on the act, holding onto you as if his life depended on it. his trips with you became increasingly frightening, and his grip on you increasingly tighter. he takes his new position by your side, not at all focused on X anymore, and instead observes you with the same look that was fixated on X not too long ago.

it only hits you that you've become his new target when you find yourself tied up to a chair, with him seated right in front of you with his face up to yours. the exact scenario you convinced him not to put X through.

"your advice sucks, by the way," he pouts, "i tried staying away but i couldn't stop thinking of you! don't be too upset, alright? we can have even more fun now that we're together!"

[howlingday]

Team RWBY Have A Crisis

Ruby: Look, Weiss! You and Yang are getting married in Tomodachi life! Isn't it beautiful? It's whimsical! Yaaay~!

Weiss: Wait, what do you mean I'm getting married? What the hell? What?

Ruby: Oh, well, yeah, it's a thing, like, you can put little versions of your friends in there and then you can see what they do, and, well, sometimes they get married.

Weiss: ...So you set it up that I got married to Yang?

Ruby: N-No, no! It's random. You know, it just kind of just happens.

Weiss: ...Well, I don't really... see Yang that way, so the thought does kind of make me feel uncomfortable.

Ruby: O-Oh! Oh! I'm sorry. I thought- I mean, I didn't really think about it that far ahead.

Weiss: But then again, it's just the algorithm of things, and it just kind of happens, so... Wait, can you say no to the relationship?

Ruby: Um... Y-Yes. You can.

Weiss: So you're telling me you could have stopped this before I ended up marrying your sister?

Ruby: I... I got way too into it. I'm sorry.

Weiss: Ruby, that's really weird, and I-

Blake: WAIT A MINUTE! I just remembered there was a major controversy in that game in which there was no gay marriage.

Ruby: Well... Yeah, I had to make one of you a boy.

Weiss: Wait! W-W-Why?!

Ruby: Well, I don't really have a lot of guy friends, and y'know, I just wanted to have more of a chance of having babies show up because I thought it would be cute.

Weiss: ...So am I the boy or is Yang the boy?

Ruby: Y-You. You're the boy.

Weiss: Yeah, I really don't like that. I'm more comfortable being a female.

Ruby: Well, I knew that Yang had a boyfriend and I heard that your boyfriend died.

Weiss: What?

Ruby: Yeah, I heard your boyfriend got crushed by a bullhead.

Weiss: My boyfriend is fine! What are you- Where did you hear this?

Ruby: I-I don't remember, but I heard he got smushed by a bullhead.

Blake: To be fair, I also heard that rumor, too.

Weiss: How does this happen?! What?!

Yang: (Mouthful of cheeseburgers) MMPHMM PHMMM MMPHMMM!

Weiss: You know what? What she just said totally de-escalated the entire situation. I feel better.

Blake: Mhm. I'm agreeing.

Ruby: Yeah, yeah! Definitely!

[clownmoontoon]

WAAUAUGHHGH HELLO FRIENDS ITS UPDATE TIME!!!!!

if you have or havent kept up w my talky posts lately heres a general rundown of all the things + an update! A LOT'S BEEN GOIN ON ALDKJASD

this is the promised more detailed break down of events, so feel free to scroll down to the end to get the TLDR!! <3

i realized thru therapy n talkin to friends/my sisters that my mother is an Abusive Gaslighting Narcissist (thank u therapist i love this title sm) and a whole lotta things in my life started making sense (like why i felt worthless/like a burden! my mom was actively trying to make me feel this way lol!!)

SO i reconnected w my sisters who i hadnt spoken to in ages bc i thought they hated me (guess why lol) and started keeping them updated win all the happenings that were happening! we agreed to keep our reconnection a secret from our mom for now, as it became clear she had tried to keep the three of us apart so she could guilt us separately for money and we wouldnt ask any questions if stories told to one didnt make sense with the other (none of them made sense LOL)

tho i tried to keep it on the dl it was hard to hide the fact that i was now aware abuse was happening, even if i didnt say anything i had p much decided to stop grovelling/begging for love/begging for respect bc i realized my mom was never gonna give me any of that no matter how much money i gave her ( in retrospect it sounds obvious when i put it like that but when youve been living it your whole life its quite a shock! :,o) ) so the lack of grovelling/paying for love started to make my mom quite angry and she started to escalate her abuse bc at this point none of us were giving her any money and she was aware i had money and was refusing to give it (i told her i had to save for one of my kitten's spay surgery, which was true, and the idea that i would use my money for anything other than giving to her made her veeerry angry) suddenly there wasnt enough money for food, not enough money for gas to drive me to work ( a less than 5 min drive vs a nearly 45 minute walk with no sidewalk along a busy road aa), etc u get the idea all the while my mom kept trying to guilt me for more money while always seeming to suddenly have the money when i kindly held my ground and refused to give anything (she kept buying her blonde hair dye, kept getting her car washed, buying JUST enough food for when she was in the house etc) in the end walking all that way was good bc the 5 min car ride was a lot more stressful and i was able to stop and get food on the way during this time i had talked w friends and my sisters about moving out, I REALLY WANTED TO, but no one could house me and my four cats and honestly i dont fault any of them for that, taking on a whole other person is a lot, much less someone w four cats no matter how well behaved they are ^^;

as my mom got angrier she made it clear how much of a burden i was now that i was saving my money, telling me the sooner i move out the better, threatening to call police if i dont leave etc (all very clear bluffs in hopes that id pay up out of fear, she refuses to admit she relies on me to take care of the house and her dogs) until one day i was taking notes on a class on my laptop and she walked in front of me and slammed my laptop shut and started ranting about why should i get to use the water or electricity etc essentially telling me i wouldnt be allowed to shower, take classes or do work until i started giving her all my money

also for those who dont know i wasnt living with her bc im a huge bum that loves mooching off my mom lmao we had an agreement, and she emphatically told me that i didnt need to pay to live there so long as i was working on my career and took care of my cats -> all things i continued to do despite it all lmao shes just very good at making me feel worthless enough that i give her all my money, i have no savings bc of this and didnt even realize why asdkl;jasd

ANYWAY one night she got angry enough that i genuinely felt scared, i had mentioned before that in my teens and early 20s i thought my mom was going to kill me and hadnt felt that way in some years til that night the look in her eyes was so ... dark? like immediately i felt "oh shes going to hurt me" she didnt, she just walked past me and didnt say anything but the look was there. i called both of my sisters the next day and told them that if anything happened to me to not believe our mom if she said it was an accident or that i did smth to myself etc and that 100% she did it and did it on purpose that was enough for my oldest sister who said suddenly during the call "what if i just come get you??" my oldest sister lives in virginia and i lived in ga which is a roughly 8 hour drive so i didnt think she'd really do that, and i reminded her i have 4 cats to which she responded "FUCK MY LANDLORD" LMAO she has a big house and told me theres plenty of room and tho the landlord said no more cats (she already has two and theyre registered as therapy animals) they hardly ever visit and always call first so we can do a quick hide or take the kitties for a ride or smth when they come

SOOOO SHE DROVE DOWN ON SUNDAY, STAYED IN A HOTEL, CAME MONDAY MORNING WHILE OUR MOM WAS AT WORK, HELPED PACK UP ALL MY STUFF INCLUDING MY KITTIES AND WE MADE OUR GREAT ESCAPE!!! \QUQ/

im mostly settled in my sister's house now and things are going great!! everyday im realizing just How Bad my mom's house was and it boggles my mind!!! ive never Not lived in an abusive home and finally being out is like!!! WHAT!!! it may sound small but just being able to wash my clothes and have food whenever im hungry is such a BIG DEAL to me and its just a given here and im rolling around like WHAT IS THIS LMAO ALSO MY CATS HAVE MADE THEMSELVES AT HOME AND ARE SO HAPPY AND COMFY AND THEY PLAY EVERYDAY AND ARE REALLY ENJOYING THE STAIRS BC THEYVE NEVER EXPERIENCED STAIRS BEFORE LMAO AND EVERYONE HERE LOVES TO PET AND CUDDLE THEM!!! \QUQ/ IM SO HAPPY!!! <3<3

TLDR: MY SISTER MOVED ME INTO HER BIG HOUSE IN VA W ALL 4 OF MY CATS AND THINGS ARE GOING GREAT \QUQ/

[pricescigar]

Utter Jealously & Posessiveness – Albert Wesker HC's

Note: I'm really loving the attention, appreciation I'm getting from making these HC's which makes me want to continue even more. So enjoy this batch of HC's. ❤️

And as always... No gender specified, for everyone to enjoy!

Photo belongs to me

CW: Mentions of Swearing , Violence and NSFW

You and Wesker have been dating for over 6 months now, and you've been loving every single minute of it. He was too perfect.

A fine gentleman Wesker is, he treats you right, he's kind, gentle and is always there for you.

Even sometimes it makes you wonder why Wesker chose to be with you, but seeing how happy he was all the time around you. It didn't take long to always see why, always filling you with glee.

You struggled in the past when it came to dating but Wesker came at the right time. You couldn't ask for anyone better than Wesker.

It was almost as if you finally found someone who deeply cares about you...

Occasionally you realised Wesker struggled with his anger, sometimes some situations would escalate. And you come in the nick of time to de-escalate it.

Wesker's temper is something, but you always find a way to comfort him. In turn he calms down, and apologises multiple times for his behaviour.

"I'm sorry my love... I didn't mean to scare you..."

You'd always reassure him it's okay, and even a few kisses on his face makes him feel better.

Wesker would wrap hid arms around you and pull you into his lap, letting you straddle him as he held you closely to his body. Muttering a soft; "Thank you."

More or less his anger shows up more when there's men/women or anyone else around you, who try to flirt with you. And that annoys him a lot.

At first he doesn't say anything of course— He just glares at them, his eyes glowing watching their every move like a hawk.

But if they do get too close to comfort, that's when he would interfere with immediate action.

Wesker would make it obvious that you are his, and his alone. An arm around your waist, holding hands, even kissing you when he arrives.

When they finally get the idea they finally go away, with Wesker's eyes still glowing watching the person walk away.

In some cases his anger goes from a 0 to 100 sometimes, he doesn't mess around.

At first you was surprised at how jealous he got, but at the same time it was really sexy. There were a few times in bed he'd make it obvious, clear that you are his.

"I won't stop until you scream my name."

He would even go as far as to having sex in the office with you, so no one else would have any second ideas to try and woo you.

There was one situation where a man almsot touched your butt but Wesker quickly arrived and broke the guys arm.

Despite how scared you was Wesker always made sure you was okay, hugging you closely to reassure you.

"I won't let anyone try to touch you like that again..." He would say as his eyes glowed.

Another thing that took you by surprise was his possessiveness, from the moment you got together with him. He was possessive and protective of you.

Which took you a while to get used to admittingly, after all Wesker is your first s/o.

Oh how he would grab your chin to make you look at him, his stern yet soft eyes staring at you as he'd whisper...

"You are mine. And mine alone, understand?"

The butterflies in your tummy and the warm welcome wet feeling down below.

Oh how he'd always smirk seeing the kind of effect he'd have on you... Always making him hard, and filled with such joy.

He'd either take you into his office to have sed with you right then and there, bemding over and rutting into you like anything.

Seeing how overstimulated you get, muttering "fuck." , "Shit." With every thrust. Making you cum on his cock right then and there.

Or he'd wait until the evening... After a long day of work, stressed from the day to take you into the bedroom.

Regularly you and Wesker Roleplay to spice up things in the bedroom, it wasn't usual for Wesker to still keep his lab coat on.

But when he'd take you to the bedroom, the familair smirk on his face. You knew what his plans were.

"Doctor Wesker would like to see you now."

Even if it isn't people flirting with you, or it's any other given situation. It doesn't stop him from protecting you, or always making it known that if you get hurt.

They would have to get through him.

[paraliveimaginesblog]

 Toma Hikage + Shogo w/ Heliotrope, Hydrangea, and Edelweiss?

Shogo Yamato:

🌻edelweiss: do their relationships tend to be more serious or casual?

Serious. Shogo felt like he could crush on people easily, but trusting them enough to commit to his interest was an entirely different story. There were far too many people, especially in the entertainment industry, who would be willing to use him for his last name which is the opposite of what he wanted. He had to know he wasn’t being used, and to do that, he had to truly get to know a person. There were times where he might be betrayed despite the extensive process of getting to know someone, but he hoped one day all the effort he was putting in would be returned tenfold.

🌻heliotrope: who would be the first to propose?

Shogo would. Shogo felt he had failed to start many other romantic opportunities, mostly due to him being at the mercy of his anxiety. This is one he can’t let slip through his fingers. He’d plan and rehearse for months like he’s going to put on a performance in front of a live audience of thousands, despite it being a proposal that’s most certainly private and personal. When the moment came he still forgot what he wanted to say but recovered smoothly, no pre-written lines capable of being filled with as much meaning as ones that came directly from his heart.  

🌻hydrangea: how often do they get into fights with their s/o? who usually apologizes first?

Shogo fights more when he’s under a lot of pressure or frustrated, unable to stop himself from giving a snarky reply that only escalates the issue you’re having. Normally he’s pretty lax, able to brush most things off or keep his tone calm as he made his point. It changed depending on how passionate he was about the situation as well. He'll apologize quickly if he knows he went too far or it got too personal.

Toma Hikage:

🌻edelweiss: do their relationships tend to be more serious or casual?

Casual. It’s almost like he’s afraid to get too close to someone, trying to keep a relaxed vibe to any relationship he’s in despite craving the commitment of being someone’s one and only. He wanted to be able to bear his soul to the right person but he worried about what they might see; what if it was ugly and discolored and not something anybody had the patience to deal with? The thoughts were irrational but he couldn’t help the way he spiraled, trying to cover it with a perfect, bright smile.

🌻heliotrope: who would be the first to propose?

Toma would. Honestly, he probably already had half the wedding planned and your matching wedding outfits planned out perfectly before he actually proposed. He’d still let you pick the color scheme but he did have his own ‘no no’ list, which included colors that would wash both of you out and leave the pictures lackluster. The most important first step was getting you to agree to marrying him though, and he knew he had to do a grand gesture, one that displayed the great lengths he’d go to when it came to making you happy.

🌻hydrangea: how often do they get into fights with their s/o? who usually apologizes first?

Toma’s good at derailing arguments, or taking the wind out of your sails so that you’d slow down and give him a chance to respond. He didn’t really like arguing, and his skillset (plus cute looks and practiced puppy dog eyes), made it so you hardly argued often. He always respected your opinions even when he didn’t agree with them and even if you upset him, he tried to take a step back and see where you were coming from before he responded. He would apologize first just to avoid the argument continuing longer even if he felt he wasn't wrong, knowing he could bring it up again at a time where you were both more level-headed.

[mikalara-dracula]

Heyo, that tattoo anon got me thinkin, which of the boys would be into girls with short hair?

(Ps. love ur blog♡)

Which of the Diaboys would be into girls w/ short hair?

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Hi there, Anon!

Thank you so much for requesting! Thank you for the compliment as well. I'm sorry this took so long. Hope you enjoy reading it. Feel free to request again anytime. :)

Okay, so kind of bouncing off my post of which Diaboys would be into an s/o with tattoos. (post is linked here if you want to check it out)

Just like tattoos, short hair has been masculinized for the longest time as well.

So when women started to style and cut it short, you can imagine the controversy in society.

We're much past those days, but bear in mind that some of the Diaboys still hold dearly onto the stereotype and sexist expectancy that a woman "needs" to have long hair, otherwise, "what kind of woman is she?" (Yes, that's how silly their logic is, for some of them anyway.)

Although, some of the Diaboys have grown accustomed to contemporary hairstyles on girls.

Sooo, without further ado

Shu could honestly care less about how a girl's hair is styled. I mean, does he ever really style his own? Regardless though, he wouldn't mind having an s/o with short hair since it's less of a hassle for him to run his hands through it during aftercare. You tend to find tangles when running a hand through long, so the less fuss the better for him when it comes to intimacy. He likes shoulder-length hair ranging to bob cuts.

Ayato and Laito most definitely like girls with short hair, mostly because they think it looks cute. Laito especially finds the voluminous Marylin cut to be his favorite short hairstyle on a girl. It showcases such femininity but comes with a cute flare he just craves on a girl. Ayato finds the grown-out pixie cut and bob cut on a girl to be adorable and thinks it accentuates a girl's face nicely.

Subaru's a fan of short hairstyles on girls as well. He likes pretty much anything ranging from the high-low bob to a pixie cut. Even girls with linda cuts and mohawks are a weakness for him. He finds it to be so drastically attractive on a girl since he was used to seeing girls display themselves with long hair for centuries. So, it's a turn-on for him honestly to see something so out of contrast compared to what he's always been used to seeing.

Believe it or not, Ruki actually likes short hair on girls, especially the fringed bob and short bob. As we all know, short hair takes an immense amount of styling and it takes a long time to do. So if his s/o has short hair, Ruki likes running his hair through it just to mess it up since he finds it to be a turn-on to piss off his partner and hopes that this argument escalates into something intimate. Our vampire Christian Grey's got a thing for angry sex. Right, @liannelara-dracula?

Kou definitely likes girls with short hair. As an idol, he's used to seeing girls style and change up their hair a lot and has come across a lot of different styles he likes on women. He especially likes the 90's curtain pixie cut since it brings out a woman's face and accentuates it well.

Yuma doesn't really care about how his s/o styles his hair. Like, it could be long or short and he just doesn't care. When it comes to short hairstyles though, he definitely likes seeing his girl have a choppy bob or a grown-out pixie cut, mostly because, like Ruki, he likes running his hands through it and messing it up just to annoy his s/o. Asshole. Nevertheless, though, he does find these hairstyles to be hot on girls.

Kino's pretty modernized, especially since he's always on his phone lol. So, you can imagine that he's grown pretty accustomed to contemporary society, even leading to the subject of hairstyles. Like Yuma, he's most definitely into the grown-out pixie since he loves the way the layered hair rests on a girl's face. He's also a fan of girls having high-low bobs as well.

[ezool]

[twst talk rant???]

i know that fanon characterization is inevitable in any fanbase, i just think it's funny how Trey got affected by it in twst.

whenever im scrolling through the twst tag and there's those "what these boys would do for an s/o that _____" or whatever, and sometimes i see Trey being written like "oh if y/n had a stressful day, Trey would have a hot bath all ready to go and will give you a back and shoulder massage and he'll do this and that and so on and so forth and you'll have your favorite pastry/baked good ready for you" or something.

another would be like "if you had a lot of chores to do, and lots of errands to run, he'll do them all with you and then ask if there's anything else he can do to help and he'll even wash all your dishes and--" like?? hm?? are we reading the same Trey Clover here?

[damn this post go so much longer than i expected. im not even a trey fan, i guess i just had a lot to talk about on the subject lmao]

like, i get that he's one of the more normal guys in the cast, and from that i think writers try to have a more domestic approach with those Trey x reader things. but i think it misses a big point about Trey as his canon writing goes (or maybe it really is just my personal read of it)

The following is me going over various vignettes: [tldr at the end]

his PE uniform vignette (literally titled "Nailing the Bare Minimum") has him preparing for a flight exam (so he has his broom at the ready), and he's watching Kalim in the sky about to fall off his rowdy carpet and some mob student says, "oh no! who can save him?! oh, Trey! you have your broom!"

Trey: "and...?" Mob: "w-well, Kalim's in need of help, so--" Trey: "and this involves me... how?"

he's eventually convinced and goes to save Kalim, and coincidentally the things he had to do to ensure Kalim's safety was impressive enough to Vargas to count that as Trey's performance for the exam and passes him.

a couple other vignettes (Jamil's dorm uniform and Ruggie's labwear) shows that Trey isn't a generous, altruistic giver. Jamil asks Trey for some help with making food for an impromptu banquet for Crowley, and Trey agreed to help so long as Jamil agreed to prune all the rose bushes at his dorm. Like. that's a LOT of rose bushes, just to help with cooking. Jamil even admits in his inner thoughts how he clearly got the short end of the stick and that Trey took advantage of his situation.

when Trey hears that Ruggie needs laundry detergent, he offers 1 free load's worth of his on the condition he helps with an errand. Ruggie agrees, thinking it's a steal, until they arrive at Heartslabyul and finds out the errands was to paint the roses red.

in Trey's labwear vignette, he admits that he doesn't grow his own strawberries for the tarts he makes out of the goodness of his heart, but moreso he can be assured that he has strawberries at the ready when a tart is in need of calming Riddle down. it's why it didn't make much of a difference whether the tart at the unbirthday party was made by him, or from the famous pastry shop that Jade promised in return of using Trey's homegrown strawberries.

in Ace's school uniform vignette, Trey picks up pretty quickly that Ace is up to something when he offers to help Trey carry some things back to their dorm. Despite knowing something's up, Trey still allows Ace to help be then he quite literally is carrying a lighter load of his errands.

he's not an altruistic giver, nor is he a pushover. in fact, in Jade's Ceremonial Robes vignette, Trey's advice to Jade is "hey, if you don't want to do something, speak your mind and put your foot down."

on top of that, he's very non-confrontational (not just the Riddle situation), but im mostly talking about how if there's a situation that he foresees escalating, he will avoid it. he literally hides off to the side to avoid being noticed and roped into the trouble.

in that same Jade Ceremonial Robes vignette, the whole reason Trey is even talking with Jade is bc he had a feeling that Riddle would go to Jade to tell Jade to rein Floyd in of his antics. yet when Riddle was chewing Jade out, Trey stood back rather than intervening in the first place. He even apologizes to Jade after about not stepping in.

another instance of saving his own skin and avoiding conflict is in Deuce's Stargazer vignette. two mob characters are making fun of the effort that Deuce is putting in to improve his dance routine for the ceremony. they're making fun of him and he says "say all you want about me, but how DARE you insult Trey!" and Trey says to himself "i was trying to blend into the background." and it's described that he was hiding behind a pillar. the mob characters, upon realizing they were insulting an upperclassman, apologize and runs off. which means, given his superiority, Trey could have easily stopped the guys from insulting his first year Deuce just by being more present or stepping in sooner. instead, he just let Deuce take the insults thrown at him. (luckily, we know that Deuce being Deuce can take it).

this doesn't even mention how Trey is also a petty grudge holder (Dorm Uniform) and a freak for dental hygiene (School uniform) but this post is long enough as it is.

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TLDR: Trey works smarter, not harder. he works to avoid problems later down the line. if he sees problems now, he avoids them. he will only do the bare minimum to coast by. he will rope people into doing part of his work, but he will do what he can to avoid getting roped into other peoples' work. literally two of his smiling sprite emotes is him smiling with furrowed, strained brows, like a customer service smile to avoid agitating someone into escalating a situation (one emote has him gritting his teeth he is hanging on by a thread).

so what's the point of this post? i have no fucking clue. im not even a Trey fan, im completely indifferent to him as a character in the cast. but something that i appreciate about twst is that all the characters are a little fucked up! even the more "normal" ones have these sorts of red flags about them, and it makes them all the more interesting to see interacting with the other characters in the cast.

like, i know that fanon trey x reader stuff is all make believe to have fun, and this is far from me yucking anyone's yum. i just think it's interesting how morphed his character was changed into The Perfect Domestic House Husband type despite all these red flags that could make a relationship with him pretty difficult if it's not addressed (in an irl situation i mean).

anyways, that's all. dont forget to floss!

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edit: oh @lesbiantreyclover made a really excellent point!! about how this post is shallow in the analysis department. honestly this was never meant to be a full blown analysis on Trey, but mostly just taking the time to point out parts of his character that often doesn't get utilized in those trey x reader things. and it happens so much so that the trey featured in those "x reader" posts just seem very detached to the Trey in the canon seen in vignettes.

this was mostly just a rant, as stated at the very beginning, and wasn't really meant to be anything more than that because i don't know much else about trey (again, im completely indifferent about him as a character). so im sorry if this post came off antagonistic.

and maybe bc i don't seek out Trey content to begin with, i wasn't aware that these are common talking points within his fanbase, so i apologize for any redundancy here.

again, i never wanted to yuck anyone's yum, i just wanted to point out an observation i made about general fanon interpretation compared to the vignettes. lesbiantreyclover also made a really great point of describing trey as "attentive to a fault"

like maybe in a romantic relationship Trey will do things for his partner to avoid problems with his s/o but if those dont work, his non-confrontational and avoidant habits will keep him from talking about whatever issues might be simmering underneath the relationship.

i guess that was the sort of thing i was implying when i said "despite all these red flags that could make a relationship with him pretty difficult if it's not addressed (in an irl situation i mean)" at the very end, but i wasn't sure how to word it well. lesbiantreyclover put it well, so thank you for your input! 😊👍

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edit: someone apparently swore off twstblr bc of this post mentioning the "freak for dental hygiene" bit.

like, i understand perfectly that his family owning a pastry shop would then encourage good teeth brushing discipline, but even the other characters think his interest in teeth cleaning is a little much.

the 4koma even has it's own ribbing of it

and trey's tsum groovy is literally him and his tsum self coming at you with a tooth brush

like, do what you want with how you interact with social media fandom spaces, but i think calling us "stupid" was overkill for something as innocuous as this, don't you think?

[jojoqin]

Why the remake cabin kicks the OG’s ass -an analysis 🔎

Basically it has to do with a lot of elements. Sound, cinematic framing, how well written the entire segment is in general. All that sweet jazz. Also sorry in advance, I had to gifmaker some shitty gifs because I needed examples 😭💀

So I read up on a lot of filmmaking for this post about what makes a good set piece. At the start, the game already sets it up by subconsciously familiarizing the player with the cabin; making it one of the first areas we pass by. There’s something about how you see it in its position; in between the trees, sort of in the same center as the bridge, very by itself. Clearly it’s important. Later, the Saddler mindfuck scene at the church actually shows us why the villagers are on the chase. And it's all tied to how well realized the cult theme is in the entire story. It puts a slightly more sinister spin on the villagers' motivation compared to the og where it sometimes feels like they're purely used as obstacles.

And yes there’s actually PAYOFF this time. No more "vamanos" and the villagers just leave. Or for Luis to ask "so what now?". This time the villagers' condition gets woven into new exposition and a new goal; the Plaga ordeal inside the characters. And the end scene defines Luis role. A great set piece should have a well written purpose to advance the plot forward. And we actually experience first hand the whole hive mind thing instead of getting a 5 min Saddler monologue about it.

Talking about the technical stuff in scenes too. Like listen to the music and audio during the run up towards and after Luis closes the door, the music become this muffled droning as soon as the door is shut. It indicates that you've entered a different space that's more confined and sheltered from the outside w/o immediately breaking the ambient tension. Not necessarily an upgrade from the og but in the og, the escalating music stops because the payoff is seeing Luis. Whilst the remake still likes to remind you that you're still in a weird situation.

I also talked before how the camera loves to follow characters. In this shot you follow Leon forward and then you’re backing up behind Luis in this continuous camera movement. And see how tight the camera sticks behind Leon’s shoulder? He takes up like 75% of the frame at one point, with the camera subtly zooming in even though Luis is the focus. There’s a visceral feel in the confrontation, how its putting pressure on Luis just by how the scene is directed.

And the sound during that is like auditory storytelling. I know my audio doesn’t quite do it justice because it’s been compressed to shit so y’all might want to seek out the actual scene. But when Luis hits the wall here, the strings fade out and the sound of the rain is brought forward. Audio-wise, it’s like it’s bringing our focus to the presence of Luis and Ashley. It's also just ASMR af.

Another example of the fluid camera transition from earlier is when Ashley hides. The camera leads away from her and it follows that same “leading away” movement when it transition cuts to the window with Leon going into frame. Like look how seamless it tells action w/o having to do a lot of harsh cuts unlike the gif of the og below. The remake tends to show multiple activities either within the same shot or following a visual style so that it's easy to digest.

And holy shit, the way the music just disappears when our dudes take position here is so FUCKING GOOD. Because all you hear is the echo of the cult chanting and the ASMR patter of rain. I think of the silence as equivalent to taking a deep breath. And it’s funny because the sound effect when the scene transitions to the player is just this very intense and layered sound of exhaling. The way the camera also pulls back in the cutscene so that there’s no break from scene to gameplay just makes it so immersive.

Also those two shots we get from Leon and Luis’ perspectives before the gameplay is kinda interesting too. Very “Main Character POV” angle because the camera is positioned at the guys’ eye level, as if we the audience are directly in front of them. At that moment we sort of take the place of the characters as the player. The “it’s game time” line is so hype because it actually does feel like it’s being said to us.

I think the writing for the fight itself is way better than in the og. There's a real rhythm to how the conflict happens; a somewhat story structure. The setup, the moment things go to shit, the resolution. The setup happens in the cutscenes and as you're battling the early wave of villagers. The Plaga baddies I see as the first climax, because they only start conveniently popping up around the time you're scrambling to get the new boards. You get them up and there's your sort of downtime, the 'falling action' before things ramp up again.

There’s a clear transition to "the moment things go to shit" phase; it's all the elements working together in the entire segment. You get a visual cue which is the ladder, an auditory cue of the noise upstairs, and then you get the in-game cue from Luis. And the musical cue is particularly what the remake does best. Like often when it wants to change up the pace during a certain part, they'll simplify the track but make it a bit deeper to build up this new adrenaline.

And every big set piece needs constrasty elements to show different perspectives. I believe just the simple imagery of seeing the mob outside as you're constantly having to kick the ladder is so effective because it shows scale. It makes us actually feel that the problem is as big as it is. It's a smart show of perspective especially after starting the fight in a confined area. This part of it was kind of weird in the og. Even though there's a mob, you could always stare out some window and it'll just be a void there (probably due to the graphical limitations).

But before you even trigger the Bull Head dude's cutscene, like again, you already hear an auditory cue of him. Also his addition makes the scene a true "everything is going to shit" moment. You kinda need that enemy as a standout variety. Like the og is iconic but it's very straightforward with the ambience and the enemy encounter. In the remake, everything is an escalating bombardment to the senses. Especially on the first playthrough, at this point you're on your last leg, no heal, no shotgun/rifle ammo left, the cult chanting is overwhelmingly loud now. It's funny but also apt that when Ashley saves the guys, she's enveloped in this holy light. Even the camera angle that's positioned lower looking up visually puts her in a higher position than the audience.

[bobtheacorn]

tagged by @plothooksinc and @sroloc--elbisivni ! Finally have a chance to sit down at my desk - only to procrastinate! lmao TY for the opportunity!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

75! I have probably ten or so more that i never crossposted from ffdotnet, but they're all Old! Given that FF took a huge L and was apparently down for several days, I might find incentive to move them. but! unlikely 🤣

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

815,373!

Nicole Shut the Fuck Up Challenge: FAILED lmao

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Actively: I'm trying to write various stuff for risetmnt, usagi yojimbo, and digimon adventure/02.

Not actively, published:

Voltron: Legendary Defender (24) One Piece (Anime & Manga) (13) Luca (2021) (5) 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) (3) Digimon Adventure Zero Two | Digimon Adventure 02 (3) Digimon Adventure (2) Raven Cycle - Maggie Stiefvater (2) 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime) (2) 幽☆遊☆白書 | YuYu Hakusho: Ghost Files (Anime & Manga) (2) The Hobbit - All Media Types (2) Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) (1) Saiyuki (Anime & Manga) (1) Avatar: The Last Airbender (Cartoon 2005) (1) The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien (1) The Adventure Zone (Podcast) (1) The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom (1) Animaniacs (1) Zootopia (2016) (1) Gravity Falls (1)

Basically if I watch or read something and the brainworms get me for even a moment i will write at least one (1) fic for it! Even though I may not finish or even post it! 😆 Occasionally it becomes a whole mental illness (STILL cannot believe i pumped out 24 goddamn fics for voltron. What a time to be alive LMAO)

4. Top five fics by kudos?

the hard beat of her heart - 1,982!

WOW i didn't realize its had almost 2k now thats crazy af. My Bakugo and his Mom fic is THE banger!

so low you can hear - 1,866!

another holy fuck moment, this one is pretty surprising bc its a much older lunami fic but i saw a huge influx after OPLA so 🤣

tired and emotional - 1,466

my drunk teenagers vld fic had big hits, such as Pidge 'scrambling like a racoon' and two idiots (klance) eating eachothers faces under a public table and then fist-fighting their feelings! Not shocked that its up there bc it was super fun to write

i go there with you - 1,351

this started as mindlessly filling Wumptober prompts and escalated almost immediately into Whatever The Hell It Is Now and i love it dearly! hope i can finished it sometime...! 💀

maybe if it left a mark -1,295

ppl ate this one UP when i posted it and i still get pretty regular feedback for it so i'm not especially surprised that it's still hanging onto top 5 after all this time! its one of my favs too!

5. Do you respond to comments?

Not often 😭 Listen it takes all of my energy just to get the darn thing Written. I have a lot going on IRL, and i'm also horrible anxious about being Annoying 🧍‍♀️ so I just yeet things into the void 😅 told to be quiet to many times as I child w adhd and now I'm a traumatized adult who simultaneously doesn't know how to shut up but also catastrophises basic interactions. Rip

Anyway i DO read and cherish every single review/comment and they never fail to perk up my days!! obviously i reread them pretty regularly, and I love and appreciate yall!! 💜 sorry im awkward!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i'm more of a hurt/COMFORT girlie, so idk if any of my endings are SAD persay? Maybe a lil melancholy. maybe soul deep???

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

THIS is my cup of tea so it's: most of them 🤣 But significantly its my ooey gooey wedding finale for ANAFW

8. Do you get hate on fics?

got hate for a digimon fic i wrote abt Tai and Kari where someone was like 'this has so many red flags' and I was like Bro you don't show your siblings physical affection? Skill issue.

9. Do you write smut?

writing (and reading) smut is pretty new for me bc i'm on the sex-repulsed side of aro/ace but SOMETIMES !!!fictional!!! romance ETC compels me enough that i'm like Hm Lemme try that. I like to expand out of my comfort zones every now and then, so it's usually a turbulent but interesting exercise 🤣

MOST of the "spicy" stuff I write, I would consider pretty tame tbh? (or not very good 💀) I'm sorta vague on purpose, so if you come in expecting some delicious smut or something I am so sorry that that is not the part that interests me 💀💀

Someone who worked on Steven Universe said that Peridot's fixation on romance/shipping was "archeological" because she's aspec af and d'you know what I'm feelin it!

I love a dig site!

Makes no goddamn sense! Compells me tho.

10. Craziest crossover?

don't think i have a single one in my repertoire YET AS I TYPE THAT OUT i realize usagi yojimbo/tmnt is technically a cross-over! Even if it is a sort of canon one? not sure it counts asfkjhlklf I was gonna say that they don't usually interest me. Clown face emoji

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

if i have, no one has pointed it out!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes! I get requests pretty often to translate my fics and i'm fine with that as long as they link back to the original! i'm also fine if they don't i guess lmao what am i, the police?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, I write The Most self-indulgent crap 24/7 3/65 and i will not hand any of the reigns to someone else rip. Love to brainstorm with others tho That's what makes the brain go brrrrrrrrr

14. All time favourite ship?

ugh its KLANCE, tormented me for like 5+ years and changed my brain chemistry for the better. I'm cringe but im free!

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

*stares in 300+ WIPS* maybe that super long bagginshield fic

OH and that anafw timetravel sequel where Lance got pulled into the past/an adjacent timeline and nearly died about it. literally. THAT baby was angsty! rip

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue! And characterization!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Chain of Events....! I don't know her 😭😭😭😭 Someone please introduce us. Also having too many ideas for the way a scene could play out and being paralyzed by Which is the Best One.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

Sparingly and with Purpose!

19. First fandom you wrote in?

I know in my heart it was self-insert Dragon Ball Z when I was in like, middle school

20. Favourite fic you've written?

gonna list a top 5 bc I can't pick ONE salfjasdlkf

coyote - idk i fuckin LOVE how this one came together, i go back and read it sometimes and im like damn.

small impressions on his heart - this one makes me SO SOFT @ alberto Get Cherished, Idiot

steam: - THE underrated op fic of mine, its my FAV and no one else agrees! Tragedy!

as tenacious as dandelion weeds - i loved writing feral inosuke and his dumb backwards attitude. idk i love a soft one!

salvagable - truly my comedic prowess peeked with EGG SAUCE AND BREADED nothing else will ever compare

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Imma tag: @big-meows @goodlucktai and anybody else no pressure who also needs ten minutes of procrastination to yell abt their stuff 💜

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

oooooooooook imagine getting like 50% through a s l o w b u r n and getting impatient the literal chapter before things start escalating

AND

announcing it to the author instead of just not reading 👁️👄👁️

AND

honestly probably not even reading the chapter? like i'm also guilty of skimming through a lot of chapters but why you gotta be so extra kdjfksjfd

/nbh this was an anon on ao3 but i'm still pissed

[thesiaswritingblog]

Bro, What The Fuck Did You Just Say?

Akimoya ftw‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

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It was a pretty normal day for the EOS Institute awardees, especially Akira Hayasaka and Tomoya Morita. A bit too normal, in fact. So, the two decided to hang out for the day.

They decided to go to a local park in the area around the institute's building. Once they got there, Tomoya decided to drag Akira to an ice cream stand in the park. "Let's get ice cream! My treat~" He offered, and Akira only snickered. "Wow, how nice of you, sure then." And yeah, Tomoya did ended up paying for the ice creams, ice creams in general aren't exactly that expensive anyway, right?

Eventually, the two decided to go to a fountain there, but it's a bit farther into the park than from where they are right now. "Haa....The map says it's a bit farther into the park from here." Tomoya muttered, looking at the park's gigantic map near the ice cream stand. Akira licked on her ice cream, before seeing Tomoya turn around the face her. "Welp, if you're too tired to walk, then I'm always here to carry you, y'know~?" He offered again.

Akira deadpanned a bit. "Hm, no thank you. I have an ice cream to eat, you have an ice cream to eat too. So I'd rather not. Besides...I'd rather not get carried by someone like you." She jokingly said, turning around to walk to the direction of the park's fountain area. "E-eh?! Hey!!!" The therapist called out, carefully gripping his ice cream cone and running after the internet sensation who have already went ahead from him.

"Hey, at least wait for me to catch up to you first! If i accidentally tripped and fell, then what about my ice cream?" Tomoya asked. "Well that sounds like a you problem." That was Akira's only response, and Tomoya only whined. "Oh, Akira....you're so mean sometimes...." He paused for a moment, before he thought about something.

Suddenly, his thoughts are clogged with only thoughts of Akira. His cheeks turn into a shade of pink for a bit. He sighs, catching Akira's attention. "Akira....you're just so amazing....if only you knew that....I love you, Akira..." He mutters, and those words itself were what shocked the girl the most.

"Huh?" She blurted out in surprise, catching Tomoya off-guard. "H-huh?! A-Akira?! You....You heard all of that?!" He asked in shock, his face going even more red every word that comes out of his mouth. "....Well...yeah." Akira answered, her eyes that were widened for a moment fluttering shut, before opening again to look into Tomoya's.

"I....O-oh god...." The therapist stammered, covering his mouth in so much shock, and then Akira smirked. "Heh, wow, I never knew the flirty guy is actually in love with the girl he calls 'princess'." She teased. "I-I....!!!" Tomoya stuttered, trying to say something but not being able to do so every time, which amused Akira even more.

"I guess I get why you're so flirty and such a tease with me, you're actually head-over-heels for me, the girl who a lot of people on the internet adores." The internet sensation teased yet again. "Akira...!!!" Tomoya exclaimed. Cue Akira teasing Tomoya about what he said even more, and Tomoya shouting at her to stop.

It went on for like....two minutes, it seems. It all ended with Akira laughing at Tomoya's red face. "Haha, but are you actually serious, though?" She asked, trying to be more serious this time. Tomoya went silent for a moment, before sighing. "....Yeah. I guess from the day we first met....I just...I just liked you so much, and the feelings just escalate from there."

"All this time....I've always loved you, Akira, and until now, I still do." Tomoya finished, his cheeks going red again. Now it was Akira's turn to be silent. She didn't know how to respond, but then, she sighed....contently. "Tomoya, Tomoya....The feelings are mutual."

"Huh? W-wait, what? Really-?" Tomoya asked in disbelief. Akira nodded. "Yep. I guess I started liking you too, and like in a "oh, this guy is so weird sometimes but for some reason I'm starting to like him" way." "I- Hey....." Tomoya called out, pouting. "Haha, alright, alright. Just know that, I love you too, I guess." The internet sensation said, giving the therapist a warm smile.

Tomoya then laughed joyfully, before enveloping Akira into a tight hug. "Ack- Hey! Not too tight!" Akira shouted at him, and he immediately loosened the hug. "Whoops. Sorry." The two remained like that for a bit, before Tomoya decided to let her go.

"So....We're technically not only friends anymore...?" He asked. "Well I guess so. If that's the case, could this turn into a date instead of a normal friend hangout?" Akira questioned. "Heh, yeah, I'd like that!" Tomoya replied, grinning happily. However, there was one thing that he realized, making his grin drop so quickly.

"Huh? Tomoya? What's wrong?"

"Akira......The...The....Oh god....My ice cream!"

The two looked underneath them, and sure enough, Tomoya's ice cream that he was holding earlier was on the ground, now completely wasted. It seemed like he had dropped it after Akira called him out on accidentally confessing his feelings to her. However, Akira's ice cream remained in her grip perfectly fine for some reason, though it's melting a bit.

"Haha! Well poor you, I guess. Guess I'm more important than ice cream, huh?" Akira yet again teased the therapist, and the therapist in question's face darkened.

"AKIRA!!!!!!!"

[decaf-mother]

hello! I don't know I you still write for Creepypasta or not but if you do, can you write Tobias Rodgers with an S/O that has a stuttering disorder? Gender neutral or male, whichever you prefer, preferably smut..I just find comfort in characters that have similar problems to me..Thanks!

"I like you. No. I love you."

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Tobias Rogers x GN/Reader

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Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex.

Details: He loves youuuu, awww 🖤

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Ever since you arrived to this place you had trouble fitting in, the only person who seems to understand you is, Toby. He's a bit rough around the edges and at first was hard to get along with, but after awhile he began to open up to you.

He's kind to you and you're always there for him whenever he's having one of his melt downs. You don't let it scare you away, not like so many others have.

He appreciates having you in his life, especially since you both share something in common.

"Toby?"

You questioned softly as you knocked on his door, you could hear some faint noises from inside. He didn't answer right away like usual, which had you a bit worried.

"Yeah- just uh. Hold on a minute."

He stumbled over his words, tics coming out here and there as he spoke. You waited anxiously as he shuffled around, finally the lock clicking and the door eased open to reveal his- room was clean?

There was two lit candles set on the dresser, your favorite kind putting off a wonderful fragrance. It was weird, Toby almost always had a god awful messy room.

"Do you- do you like it?"

The door slid shut as he stood behind you, hovering close watching for your reaction. Hoping for your approval since it took a lot of effort for him. He wanted to impress you, to truly express his appreciation towards you. How he really felt about you.

Your eyes wandered the room, stumbling over your words. You turned to him to just see his awkward stance, fidgeting with his sleeves.

Brown hair fluffy and tangled, deep brown eyes staring lovingly but also nervously into yours... It wasn't hard to figure out how he felt.

"I love it."

Those three words were like music to his ears, he grabbed you in a tight bear hug, pulling you closer to him. He smelled really good, usually the boy smelled like mud, blood and pine trees... But right now he smelled like he actually took a proper shower AND put on cologne.

He lifted you up with little to no effort, hands fidgeting with the lower half of your shirt.

"I like you. No... I love you."

He finally verbally expressed his feelings, tugging his mouth guard down you kissed him. It was gentle and assuring at first but quickly turned passionate.

His hands gripped your ass tightly as he toted you to the bed, somewhat recklessly plopping you onto it.

He was on top of you within no time, heated kisses between I love you's. Your stuttering and tics here and there, all of which he loved and understood.

You both found someone you could wholly be yourselves with, that special connection everyone longs for. Though the place you found it may be questionable, you found it nonetheless.

His hands were rough and calloused against your skin, wandering every inch of you. Urging your legs to wrap around his waist as everything escalated, he was going to give you his all.

Heart racing you both stripped and discarded your clothing, tossing it onto the floor without a care in the world.

He slid his hand down to your sex, they were rough on you but also in a way felt good. He was a strange mix of tender and harsh, just like his personality.

Bite marks littered your skin as your fingers dug into his back, he proceeded carefully when he entered you. He wasn't outrageously large but still slightly bigger than average, certainly was a tough fit you tightening around him as he went.

Thrusting deep and hard, rhythm was hard to keep and pace kept changing. In spite of this he tried his best to hit your g-spot, milking every little moan or other noise he could from you.

If anyone were outside the door right now they'd know exactly was going on in there, Toby wasn't exactly quiet. Cursing over and over while praising you.

"F-uck! You're so good..."

He hummed into your neck while placing one final hickey, pumping you full of his cum. So full that it spilled out onto the bedding quite a bit.

Though you'd be mistaken if you thought it was over, you still had a few rounds to go. He's been touch starved for a really long time, he craved this more than you could imagine. Surprising you as you were put into a new position, lining up yet again. Hope you have good stamina, it'll be one long night.

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Hope I did well, anon! I adore Toby as he's been a huge comfort character for me for a really long time.