#whenever anyone asks him anything so he doesn’t expose himself

[blaydie]

ᥫ᭡ JIAOQIU AS YOUR BOYFRIEND — Sometimes love can be bittersweet. GN reader x Jiaoqiu. SFW & NSFW headcanons.

A/N: In loving honour of him coming home with his light cone (づ￣ ³￣)づ

SFW:

જ⁀➴ Jiaoqiu is a playful lover. A tease with no malicious intent. While his words and actions may confuse you at times, they’re always worth it when they bring out a radiant smile on your face. The moments when you realise he had you completely fooled, swearing you’ll get him back one day.

જ⁀➴ Smothers you with all of his love and affection. There will not be a moment that passes which makes you believe he doesn’t love you. He will forever adore you with every fibre of his living being. Doing “too much” when it comes down to you turns out to not be enough in his eyes. You deserve the best treatment he could possibly have to offer.

જ⁀➴ Insists on accompanying you on all of your outings. What if you get hurt? Need assistance? He can’t have you going through that alone—there’s too much risk. He has lost far too many people to let another slip through his fingers so easily. Besides, his company should be enough to keep you on your toes. The two of you are a formidable duo.

જ⁀➴ Acts of service is most definitely one of his love languages. Cooking your meals, tending to your wounds, preparing you medicine when you are unwell, etc. If there is any way for him to take a weight from your shoulders, he would do it in a heartbeat. All you have to do is ask when you need more from him.

જ⁀➴ He doesn’t burden you with his negative thoughts or emotions too often. It’s easy for him to handle it by himself—he doesn’t want you worrying when you don’t need to. The perk of being able to wear such a convincing smile all of the time is knowing you don’t suspect when anything is wrong. Though, he doesn’t stray away. He’ll stay by your side the entire time, snuggling up to you to ease some of the mental pain.

NSFW:

જ⁀➴ His passion knows no bounds. He always has his hands on you, whether it be subtle or not. No matter where you are, it doesn’t matter to him. People should know that you have a partner, shouldn’t they? He has no issue kissing you whenever he pleases, simply suggesting anyone who has an issue with it should go about their day as usual.

જ⁀➴ While Jiaoqiu may be all lovey-dovey with you, he’s quick to drop the sweet demeanour when someone proves to be a problem. Catching glimpse of another person’s gaze lingering on you for too long would cause his expression to falter, his golden eyes widening, brows furrowing. A silent warning not to advance further while he slips an arm around you and holds you close. But he wouldn’t hurt anyone for something so small, would he?

જ⁀➴ “Accidentally” leaves several love bites on you every time you’re intimate. As he fucks you, his lips will trail down any strip of exposed skin, tongue grazing over your flesh to savour your taste. Being experienced in culinary has given him the ability to appreciate certain scents and flavours, yours just so happens to be one of his favourites. He claims that it’s every part of you which makes him lose control so easily, apologising to you afterwards by placing gentle kisses over parts where his teeth sunk far too deep into you.

જ⁀➴ Enjoys both giving and receiving. If you prefer one more to the other, then he can settle for whatever pleases you most. When receiving head, he glares down at you through half-lidded eyes, a dark smirk plastered onto his harmless face. His hand will remain on top of your head, giving you a few encouraging pushes here and there when he feels it to be necessary. When giving head, he’ll make sure to taunt you in any way he can, drawing out your orgasm to see how much you can take.

જ⁀➴ His pace and force can highly depend on his mood. When faced with stressful workloads and general life, he prefers to take it slow, working out every issue compassionately as he seeks relief from you. Days when he finds himself overly excited or angered is when slow turns to fast, gentle to rough. He needs to fuck all of that excess energy out to find a way to calm himself as quickly as possible. Even in heated moments, he will ensure that you find pleasure and that you get a good time out of it. After all, you are his only true priority now that you have accepted him into your life.

[tacticalprincess]

ok ok but imagine being simon’s gf and könig just being so infatuated with u :( he likes you so so much, believes you deserve better than simon and just pines after you ^_^

very im on fire of him

könig’s never been one to be discreet about his feelings, especially toward you. he doesn’t owe simon anything, much less loyalty. his crush has become an inside joke amongst the crew, has gotten dirty looks thrown at him by simon too many times to count for being just slightly too touchy to be friendly, too intense in his yearning. tuning in intently whenever you talk, doing small favors for you whenever he gets the chance, asks after you when you’re gone. too close for comfort, oughta get himself in trouble, simon says.

its hard to ignore a stare that burns a hole in the side of your head, weighted like a caress on all the exposed parts of your body. könig gets some sort of satisfaction out of watching you squirm under his intense gaze, eyes trained on you most of the time he’s around, because at least he makes you feel something. he wishes to sliver underneath your skin and infiltrate your thoughts just as you’ve done to him, sending his emotions into haywire just by way of existing. smiling at him so brightly, extending a fraction of the warmth and kindness that comes naturally to you, craves it when he’s alone at night. your boyfriend can’t blame him.

simon’s weird, quiet teammate, helplessly infatuated with you, his too cute, too sweet, too soft girlfriend. could only dream of experiencing the parts of you that are exclusively for simon — wonders how someone like you even ended up with a man like him. looking far too out of place under his tattooed arm, bottom lip tucked between pearly teeth bashfully while he chats to the group of guys in typical boyish manner. the occasional ducks of his head to kiss your forehead when he remembers you’re there is not enough attention showed to such a pretty, doting thing like you, in könig’s humble opinion. it’s not even that he believes he’s better than him, but a selfish part of him would rather you end up in his calloused hands than anyone elses. his mind strays the longer he observes you, imagines all the ways he’d treat you better, take care of you like you deserve. would’ve probably already proposed to you by now given the chance. you might seem happy enough, but that doesn’t stop him from searching for cracks in the polished porcelain. always waiting for a spot to slip in.

he finally gets you alone one night, finds you where you wandered off into price’s basement to fetch more beer. coming behind you to grab the case from your delicate hands like lifting a feather off the ground.

“boyfriend not here to do this for you?”

after you regain your composure from the startle, you scoff, peering up at könig through your lashes. “just thought i’d do something nice for him.”

“sweet. does he always allow you to do a man’s job?” sarcasm bites at his words.

“allow me—?”

“do you think he even noticed your absence, maus?” he presses a bit harder, his face holding the same indifference it always does under his mask, tone flat around his accent. “as i did?”

his eyes search yours for a second, looking for any sign of reciprocation for his feelings, and somehow you can tell he knows you don’t know how to respond. as a show of mercy, he steps to the side to let you squeeze past his frame and up the stairs leading back inside the house, heavy footsteps following slowly behind. he watches as you so easily slip back into simon’s side, how his arm finds its home around your shoulders without effort. concern knits your boyfriend’s eyebrows together as he leans down to peck your lips, never breaking eye contact with könig over your shoulder, a petty display of ownership. he watches.

[gibberishfangirl]

TOKYO REVENGERS | my girl

Synopsis ✰ they protect their girl from creeps

Characters ✰ Manjiro Sano, Ken Ryuguji, Chifuyu Matsuno, Takashi Mitsuya, Nahoya Kawata, Souya Kawata

Contains ✰ sfw!, catcalling, inappropriate sexual remarks, violence, protective boyfriends, very feminine!reader, f!reader, usage of the words “my girl”, defensive threats, harassment, sticky situation, reader is alone in some scenarios, boyfriends to the rescue

Manjiro Sano ᡣ𐭩

Mikey doesn’t actually think he’s felt this irritated before in his life. his face was kept straight as he was fixated on the situation happening right in front of him. he and ken had gone to meet you after your classes ended only to find this. even ken was unsure of whether or not he should step in himself or wait til mikey makes the first move. “get your dirty hands off me.” you snapped yanking your arm away as the guy had tried to reached over to grab your wrist. mikey knew you could handle your own but it didn’t make sitting on the sidelines any easier. he knew the relationship between you two was kept under wraps for a good reason. it’s not worth messing up and exposing your relationship over some scummy guy… right? no it’s not. “why not? its not like you got a boyfriend or anything. never seen you with another guy.” the guy just wouldn’t take no as an answer. how pathetic mikey thought.

“she already said no. take the hint.” mikey warned. the guy glanced over at mikey understanding what mikey meant by his words. to anyone else it might’ve just sounded like a guy saying to leave the girl alone already but what mikey really meant was “take the hint before i make you back off myself” and the guy read that message loud and clear. “oh yeah? and who are you? her boyfriend or something?” ken couldn’t even help but scoff as well at the guys response. how crazy do you gotta be to not only be able to not take a hint but also challenge the person who’s warning you. “i guess you could say something like that.” mikey said stepping up to the guy. “uhm.. draken?” you whispered over at the tall guy implying that he should break it up. “alright, mikey let’s just go it’s not worth it c’mon.” Draken placed a hand on mikey’s shoulder before gesturing over towards you with his head. mikey glanced over at you before coming to terms with the fact that he shouldn’t make such a scene in front of you. it’s not very gentlemanly of him is it? ugh he can hear mitsuya’s and ken’s lectures from a mile away.

“fine whatever, better not catch sight of your face again.” mikey said before shoulder checking the guy and walking over to you two to leave. the walk to the restaurant was silent as draken led the way. you were grateful mikey was willing to stand up to the creep for you. you felt a blush creep up to your cheeks as you grabbed mikey’s hand pulling him back to you. he glanced at you to ask what was wrong but you placed a quick soft kiss on his lips before he could. “thanks for defending me.” you mumbled after trying to avoid any sort of eye contact with the man. “well yeah… you’re my girl.” now it was mikey’s turn to blush as he realized what he said. a cheeky smile was plastered on your face as mikey was now the one avoiding eye contact. he looked over to see draken still distracted as he was far ahead of you two, glancing at all the buildings you were walking past. mikey was slightly relieved to know he won’t have to deal with any teasing later… but with his luck draken most likely still saw the scene unfold from the corner of his eyes.

Ken Ryuguji ᡣ𐭩

Draken was unfortunately used to you having secret admires and despite to his own likings, he’s also used to the not so secret admirers. he’d be lying if he said he didn’t care about the amount of perusers that followed you around on a daily basis. it especially annoyed him whenever there were times he couldn’t be near you due to work or being busy. you were gorgeous, it couldn’t be helped if others stared and recognized that fact as well. he knew better than anyone else how easy it was to get swept off his feet by you. he wasn’t jealous or insecure, he trusted you with his life. he was more protective and concerned about the creeps who couldn’t take no for an answer. he was working on a bike with mikey when you were walking to his place. you were so busy texting on your phone and listening to some music with your earbuds on that you didn’t catch onto the amount of catcalls being made.

Draken took notice as he heard the commotion of the busy street from his garage which was opened. he felt his mood change from frustration to a positive one as he first caught sight of your face. only for his mood to go back to frustration as he listened more clearly to the noise being made. how could you be so dense, the least you can do is be more aware of your surroundings. well draken can’t completely blame you for this, you were so used to his security and protection to the point where you knew you were pretty safe at all times. “be right back.” ken threw the dirty rag he was holding onto the floor before walking over to you. better he get to you now so he can walk you the rest of the way without any issue. at least that’s what he originally thought before he noticed another guy walking up to you as well. “hey! i’m talkin to you ya know!” the guy was clearly irritated by your lack of reaction to his catcalls. he was trying to get your attention for the past minute now while you kept walking ignoring the world behind you.

his loud voice snapped you out of your trance as you turned to find a hand try to make its way on your shoulder. luckily enough he wasn’t able to make any contact with you as his arm was stopped mid air by a strong grip of a very much taller and muscular blonde haired man. “you’re talking to me now.” draken responded for you as he threw the guys arm away from your direction. “stay outta this.” the guy glared at draken unsure of what he business he even had doing here. “can’t. not when your tryna put your hands on what’s mine.” draken was intimidating for sure with the way he towers over everyone and the cold demeanor he can manage to get at times like this. before the guy could even say anything draken cut him off by telling him “get lost before i change my mind.” draken didn’t need to repeat the phrase twice before the guy ran off. you were lost in confusion as you removed your earbuds “what happened?” you tilted your head to the side unsure of what just played out in front of me. draken couldn’t help but let out a small smile as he sighed “nothing, don’t worry about it. you’re lucky you’re my girl.” he laughed half joking at the last part since he really does tend to save you a lot of the time.

Chifuyu Matsuno ᡣ𐭩

Chifuyu always swore to protect you and be by your side for as long as you’ll let him. he always tried to be a gentleman in every way but damn situations like this made it so hard for him to not snap in front of you. sometimes it just couldn’t be helped. the two of you had gone on a date and this idiot wouldn’t stop following you around trying to ask for your number or get your attention. it was beginning to make you uncomfortable and it was pissing him off. he hated the guy already for trying to make a pass on you but he hated him for making you uncomfortable even more. the guy tried to swing his arm around you but failed at the attempt as Chifuyu slapped his hand away. “man, this shit is so uncool. cant you get a hint? she doesn’t want you. take the hint and keep your hands off my girl.” he reached his breaking point and he was done trying to be nice. “ha, your girl? you’re joking right? no way someone like you gets someone like her.” the guy laughed him off which unfortunately for him pissed Chifuyu off even more. he didn’t necessarily think he was wrong in a way since he believes your totally out of his league. he just hated how he really couldn’t take no as an answer.

“yeah well she’s clearly not with someone like you is she? trust me, it’s for a reason.” Chifuyu snapped back clearly striking a nerve as the guy was visibly upset by the comment. “you trying to start something?” “pretty sure you already did that part when you came up to us with your bullshit. so yeah. why don’t you come show me up if you think your tough shit.” Chifuyu challenged, gently placing your shopping bags down near you before stepping up to the guy. the guy was taller than him by almost a full foot but it didn’t scare Chifuyu. he’s handled bigger guys before and wasn’t afraid to take a punch. he especially wasn’t afraid to throw one either. a crowd started to form around the three of you as people sensed the tension. “uhm ‘fuyu maybe we should just go.” you tried to reason with him as you ran a hand up and down his bicep trying to settle him down. “yeah listen to your little girlfriend she doesn’t want to see you get hurt.” the guys words struck a nerve in you as you couldn’t stand the way he just tried to talk down your boyfriend in front of you.

“actually you’re the one who should be more worried. not him.” you glared at the guy who was clearly caught off guard by your statement. you took a step back well aware of what was about to happen as the fight broke out, Chifuyu gladly swinging the first punch. you had to admit you were a bit sad that you both got banned from the mall for a month. “im sorry i ruined our date.” Chifuyu softly spoke as he began to warm up the car. he really did feel bad for ruining the day, guilt and frustration was displayed upon his perfect face. “it’s okay, don’t stress about it… i can’t believe you really got into a fight for me.” you changed the topic as you were undeniably in awe at Chifuyu’s protective behavior. you never had anyone defend you the way he has before, it felt nice. “well of course! i will always defend you, you deserve the best and i won’t stand for someone treating you like a piece of meat.” he loudly spoke. his voice came out more passionately than he wanted it to. a blush spread around his face in embarrassment. however, his heart melted as you placed a kiss on the small scar the guy had left on his cheek bone. it was the only hit the guy managed to get before Chifuyu pummeled him into the ground. “my hero.” your words went straight into his heart.

Takashi Mitsuya ᡣ𐭩

Mitsuya was one of the most gentle beings you’ve met. imagine the shock that came when you found out he was a part of a gang and is even a captain. you couldn’t believe it. he never expressed any negative emotions around you and had never once lost his cool. it felt unreal at times since you were sure he had his moments like everyone else but he was still so kind. maybe being an older brother to sisters helped him with that. he was always kind and soft spoken with you which is why you never would’ve thought you would get the chance to see him arguing with another man with you right behind to witness it all. you began to wonder if Mitsuya even remembered you were there as he continued to bicker. the situation had been building up for some time so you couldn’t necessarily blame Mitsuya for finally reaching his breaking point. you had an admirer on campus who wouldn’t stop trying to ask you out despite being informed you were already in a relationship.

you felt awful for finding this so attractive. the way his brows furrowed and a sharp glare was found in his eyes made your stomach swirl. “take it easy man, it wasn’t ever that serious.” the guy tried to ease the situation as he noticed the demeanor shift in Mitsuya. “take it easy? not that serious? you go around trying to harass my girl every other day and you think i’ll just be okay with that?” you and Mitsuya don’t attend the same school so he never witnessed the guy’s behavior towards you until he decided to surprise you today after school. he had heard the rumors of you having an annoying admirer but he didn’t assume it was this bad. “you’re never even here. how was i supposed to know the boyfriend actually exists when he’s never to be found.” the guy shrugged. the way he was so shameless baffled everyone around you. Mitsuya had reached his breaking point and grabbed the guy by his collar raising his fist up. only to be stopped by you tugging his school sweater. he let out a sigh before dropping the guy. he was embarrassed. you could tell by the way cheeks flushed once he saw your face. “get outta here before i change my mind.”

“i’m sorry you had to see that.” Mitsuya spoke with shame. he never wanted you to see this side of him since he didn’t want you to be scared of him. not that you ever could be, you knew him all too well to ever think of him in a negative light. “it’s okay-it was hot.” your mouth spoke before your brain could catch up. you immediately regretted saying that as your face flushed a bright shade of red. “i-you shouldn’t say such things!” Mitsuya scolded you. his expression was mixed with shock and embarrassment. how can you find that attractive?!!?!?!!! “i’m sorry!” you bowed apologetically. that wasn’t the type of reaction he was expecting to receive from you. he didn’t think you were even capable of having inappropriate thoughts. the two of you didn’t speak much as he walked you home. “…so what about it did you find hot?” he teased finally breaking the ice. “shut up!” you blushed as you ran away from him. he of course caught up quickly but seeing your shy expression made the running worth it. he couldn’t help but smile now whenever he thought back to that moment.

Nahoya Kawata ᡣ𐭩

unlike his fellow captain Mitsuya, Nahoya had no shame in his violent behavior. he didn’t care about fighting in front of you or not. if someone started shit with him it didn’t matter who he was with he was for sure ending it right there and then. it wasn’t uncommon for your boyfriend to get into a couple fights here and there around you. if anything you being there was a motivator for him as he wanted to impress you. can you blame him? he’s a show off and loves to show off to you especially. he wants you to be able to recognize all his strengths as a person. he wants to prove that you can always rely on him no matter what. he’s a prideful man who never backed down from a challenge. of course he would never put you in jeopardy at any cost. he never acted aggressive towards you specifically (he would never even think about raising his voice at you) and he always kept a distance from you when he was about to escalate a fight. he wouldn’t forgive himself if you got caught in the cross fire.

the two of you (and souya who was sulking in the background) had been walking together to your favorite coffee shop. you were craving one of their signature drinks and Nahoya being the good boyfriend he is offered to purchase one for you. you had your arms crossed behind your back as you were skipping ahead of your boyfriend as the two of you were caught up in some chatting about his latest gang drama. he loved telling you stories about him and his friends. however, a certain wolf whistle caught his ear as it sounded particularly loud in your direction. Nahoya and Souya both looked around to try to see who made the noise. it was a busy street so you simply ignored it since you didn’t even think the whistle was towards you. “nice ass!” a guy laughed as he walked past you making sure to eye you up and down one last time as he began to walk way ahead of you. you felt incredibly uncomfortable by the comment as realization settled. the uncomfortable feeling soon got replaced by wary as you looked at your boyfriend. he wasn’t even looking at you and you had a strong feeling about what was going to happen.

“hey! watch your fucking mouth when talking to my girl asshole!” without thinking twice Nahoya swooped down to grab a half empty cup on the side of the road and chucked it right at the guy grabbing his attention. Nahoya had good aim as the cup hit the side of the guy’s head. the mystery liquid spilled all over him causing some people in the crowd to gasp or laugh. the guy immediately starting walking up to Nahoya who was already running straight towards him ready to give him a piece of his mind more like his fists. Souya ran up to you concerned “are you okay?” “yeah i’m okay.” you reassured him. once he knew you were okay he ran to go back up his brother in case of any other trouble. the way the two brothers were always ready to rescue you never failed to amaze you. of course Nahoya does it out of pure love and Souya does it because your his friend along with his brothers girlfriend.

Souya Kawata ᡣ𐭩

being in a relationship was all so new to Souya, he was still a shy mess at most times. you were both in the same awkward situation as the two of you were at a party. in all honesty you both didn’t want to be there but had assumed the other wanted to go and you couldn’t bring yourselves to say no. now there’s some creep who has been trying to offer you drink after drink. “no thank you, i’m not much a drinker.” you politely declined. you weren’t sure how to handle this as Souya got pulled away by his friends for a moment to handle something outside. you were starting to run out of excuses to reject drinks and he wasn’t taking no as an answer for long. you kept glancing towards the door hoping for Souya to return soon. you felt your hand get grabbed by someone while you were distracted. you looked over to see the guy once again, this time holding your hand while pleading in a playful tone “ah c’mon don’t be like that. it’s a weekend you should have some fun.”

your hand was pulled from his grasp by someone behind you. you looked over to finally see your savior of a boyfriend. you couldn’t fight back the relieved expression on your face as you relaxed into his embrace. “oh, i see you’ve met my girl.” “your girl?— girlfriend ?! i had no idea, my mistake.” the man apologized warily as he backed off. he made his exist soon after leaving the two of you alone. “ah thank goodness you got here it was getting a bit uncomfortable.” you admitted as you gave him a tight squeeze. “was it?? i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have taken so long. i can take care of it now.” Souya offered as he got ready to follow the guy out. he hadn’t read the situation that well and wasn’t sure what was going on. if he had known he was bothering you for some quite time he wouldn’t had been so calm. “no! it’s fine, you’re here now.” you stopped him by grabbing his hand. now this felt better, his hand in yours felt more comfortable than that other guys.

“are you okay?” he asked trying to read your expression. “yeah i’m okay.” you reassured him with a smile as he held your face in his heads. “hm. okay. let’s get outta here yeah? parties aren’t really my style.” he bashfully admitted. to be frank he was starting to get angsty by how crowded the house was becoming. “yess! i hate parties.” you admitted in response with a sigh of relief. you finally felt like you breathe as you left. “you should’ve told me sooner. i would’ve told everyone no. i always do anyway, i just assumed you would like to come. i’ll make sure to double check next time.” he apologized sweetly as he rubbed the lower of your back as an attempt to make you more comfortable. “i don’t really care what we do. i’m not too picky, as long as we get to be together.” you smiled at him causing him to blush. he couldn’t bring himself to say anything in response but he definitely felt the exact same way.

[crystallinestars]

If They Were Your Pet Cat (Part 2)

Headcanons for what Aventurine, Argenti, and Jing Yuan would be like as your pet cat.

This is a part 2 because I have a part 1 with Genshin characters here.

Part 3 (Gepard, Ratio, Dan Heng, Sampo)

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Aventurine:

🦚 Is a domestic shorthair.

🦚 You picked him up as a stray off the streets. Aventurine looked so pitiful in his dirty and starved state, that you didn’t have the heart to leave him like that, so you brought him home. Initially, he appeared nervous and quiet during the first few weeks. Once he became accustomed to living with you, you discovered that the little, scrawny feline has a big personality.

🦚 Aventurine loves to be pampered. He always purrs whenever you brush or pet him, give him belly rubs, or chin skritches. He simply adores your attention. When you coo that he’s such a pretty kitty? Aventurine looks as smug as a cat can possibly look and follows you around the house while affectionately rubbing against your legs.

🦚 He’s very loyal to you. Anyone that comes to your house and tries to coax him to come play or get pats, is promptly ignored by the feline. The ability to cuddle and pet him are luxuries he reserves only for you.

🦚 You’d think starving out on the streets would have made Aventurine eager to eat almost anything, but no. The little rascal only eats the most expensive cat food brands and turns his nose up at anything else. Either that, or he will steal your food off your plate when you’re not looking. He’s a spoiled cat.

🦚 Aventurine likes to sleep next to you. It doesn’t matter what you’re doing—he will saunter up and lay down somewhere close to take a nap. It’s also a given that he sleeps cuddled up beside you in bed during bedtime. He simply likes feeling your presence since it makes him feel safe.

🦚 As such, Aventurine hates when you leave him home alone for extended periods. He’s surprisingly clingy and gets lonely easily. If you’re gone for most of the day, he’ll be very upset by the time you get home and might tear up a pillow or the curtains out of spite. If this this pattern continues for a long while, one day you’ll notice that your keys are gone. Aventurine is a smart cat and quickly figures out that when you leave the house, you always bring your keys with you. To make you stay, he’ll hide them in a spot that only he can reach with ease. Good luck getting your keys back…

🦚 That said, getting another cat or pet won’t cure his loneliness. If anything, Aventurine will become possessive and jealous because he hates having to share your attention with another cat. He’s a bit territorial of you. Similarly, he dislikes you coming home smelling like another animal, so expect him to rub against you to overwrite the scent of that other animal.

🦚 Most of all, Aventurine hates it when you get mad at him. He always looks guilty whenever you scold or yell at him, and immediately flops over onto his back to expose his furry belly to you. It’s his attempt to placate you and ask for your forgiveness. He anxiously follows you around the house and rubs his body against your legs until he’s sure you’re not mad at him anymore.

Argenti:

🌹 An Ocicat breed.

🌹 Argenti is the most photogenic cat you’ve ever encountered. He always looks graceful and dignified no matter what he’s doing or what angle you take photos of him from. Every picture comes out looking lovely. Anyone who sees your cat always says that he looks beautiful.

🌹 To keep such a gorgeous appearance, Argenti often grooms himself. He does a very good job of it, too, which is why you barely have to groom him yourself. The most you have to do is give him the occasional bath, brush out shedding fur during shedding season, and clip his claws.

🌹 As gorgeous as he is for a house cat, Argenti is a free spirit who doesn’t like to be cooped up at home for long periods of time. Whenever he wants to go out, he’ll paw at the door or windows to signal for you to open them. You were nervous about letting him out at first but soon learned that his desire for the great outdoors was unstoppable. He would venture outside one way or another, much to your befuddlement. He enjoys exploring the neighborhood but always makes sure to come home before dark. As much as he loves adventuring, he loves being in your loving arms more.

🌹 Argenti has the temperament of an angel. You could do whatever you wanted to him, and he would gracefully take it without complaining or struggling. It makes doing things like taking him to the vet, bathing, and grooming extremely easy. You could even make him wear different outfits, and he won’t mind at all. He might even like wearing some of them.

🌹 Is very friendly. Whenever you have guests over, Argenti greets them at the door and purrs while rubbing against their legs. He also readily engages in play and comes if they call him. He does this with everyone who comes through your door, so he’s pretty well-liked among your social circle. However, he doesn’t sit on your guests’ laps or cuddle with them since he’s too active to be a lap cat. Such privileges are available only to you.

🌹 His overly friendly and affectionate personality extends to more than just people. He can purr for other animals he finds during his little excursions outdoors, or even inanimate objects. You once caught him rubbing up against one of your potted plants…

🌹 If you’re scared of insects, then Argenti is the cat for you. Whenever he hears you shriek because you saw a bug, he runs over to your side and promptly fends off the heinous critter. He easily catches and kills any insects so that you, his owner, don’t have to be scared anymore. You can sic him on anything, and he’ll get rid of it for you.

🌹 Argenti is sensitive to your emotional state. Whenever you’re upset, Argenti brings a toy over to you to try and get you to play with him and take your mind off whatever is bothering you. If that doesn’t cheer you up, then he lays down on your chest and licks at your face with his rough tongue. It’s his way of soothing you. He’ll purr on your chest until you feel better.

Jing Yuan:

🦁 A Maine Coon.

🦁 Is a big and lazy cat. Jing Yuan will chase a toy around the house if you play with him, but he generally prefers to snooze by a window while catching some rays of warm sun. He can more often than not be found napping in some cozy and warm corner of the house. When you’re not home, he’ll also sleep in your bed under the blankets.

🦁 Jing Yuan has a calm temperament. He’s very well-behaved during grooming and handles bathing, drying, and brushing like a champ. He’s chill as a cucumber and doesn’t put up a fight while you do your thing in maintaining his long coat. In fact, he’s so laidback, that you could squeeze and rub him all over and he won’t lash out at you, instead tolerating everything with what you can only describe as a smile.

🦁 As accepting as he is of all your affections, he has boundaries. Jing Yuan is generally not fond of being squeezed and terrorized, especially by people who invade his personal space (like rambunctious children or people who bury their faces in his fur). If one such person is in your home, Jing Yuan will vanish without a trace as soon as he hears their footsteps. He only tolerates such treatment from you because you’re his beloved owner.

🦁 Jing Yuan likes being petted and praised but prefers it if these affections come from you. He especially enjoys being brushed by you, and purrs when you comb through his fur. He can even fall asleep on our lap during brushing since the process relaxes him so much.

🦁 He’s a very intelligent cat. Sometimes you talk to him as if you were talking to a friend or family member, and Jing Yuan would meow back in response at appropriate times during the conversation, as if he were replying to your comments. He also has this intelligent look in his golden eyes, as if he understands everything you’re saying. It can be a bit uncanny at times.

🦁 On top of his ability to respond appropriately to your speech, Jing Yuan also easily senses whenever you’re upset. If you feel down, he will stick to your side or lay on your chest and purr until you feel better. If you cry, he’ll lick your tears away. He remains by your side until you’re all better, and won’t leave you alone for anything.

🦁 Is very curious about everything that you do. When you cook, Jing Yuan sits somewhere in the kitchen and watches you busy yourself with whipping up a meal for yourself. He likes to sniff the ingredients you’re working with, either to identify them or discover a food he hasn’t encountered before. Rest assured that he won’t eat anything without you explicitly offering it to him. However, if you have something yummy like fish or chicken cooking, he expects you to share some of it with him once it comes time to eat. He wants to eat delicious things too, not only cat food.

🦁 Frequently sees you off when you leave the house. Likewise, he patiently waits for you at the door when it’s time for you to come home. He’s a bit like a dog in that way.

[hanmaitani]

HEART IN A BOX

a huntsman twisted fairytale...

PAIRING - Fushiguro Megumi x Reader WC - 0.8k GENRE - smut CW - implied cannibalism, implied patricide, dubcon, stepcest, nondescript SUMMARY - ever since his father married you, megumi has been more loyal to you than anyone else. he just wants you to notice it.

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

“What is this?” You look at your step-son skeptically. It’s not that he’s ever proved to be untrustworthy. In fact, he’s been more loyal to you than his father on multiple occasions. He’s always listened so well. But as queen, it’s your job to always be skeptical of when people present you with things. Especially when it’s unexpected.

“Open the box step-mother.” Megumi’s tone is rough, flat as he requests it. He shows no indication of any emotion except the slight irritation that seems to be continuously settled on his features.

Any normal person would be disgusted with what they find inside of the box. But you’ve long-since proven that you’re anything but ordinary. The inside of the wooden box is bloody and you smile with delight when you take in the red sight of a fresh pair of lungs and liver.

“Is this hers?” You ask excitedly, already starting your brisk pace towards the kitchen.

Megumi, like always, is one step behind you. “It’s from my father,” he replies, not fully answering your question, letting your assumptions fill in the gaps.

“I don’t understand why he-” you interrupt yourself to hand the box to a kitchen servant, “cook this now. I want it for lunch.” You shoo them off quickly, not even bothering to acknowledge their brief horrification. “I don’t understand why he doesn’t bring me things himself.” You turn and press your palms to Megumi’s cheeks. His grumpy expression seems to lift slightly whenever you do this but you never pay too much mind.

“You’re so good to me Megumi,” you whisper to him, “always do things for me without me having to ask.” You sigh and let his face go, gathering up your skirts and turning towards the halls again. “I wish your father were more like you.”

Megumi falls in step behind you again, his grumpy expression returning as he loses his contact with you again.

Megumi sits quiet as he watches you polish off your plate, your tongue flicking out to lick the remnants off of your fingers. His eyes track the moment of the wet muscle easily, craving it almost as if he needs air. He, like always, waits for you to address him first.

“I don’t understand why your father insists on missing the rewards of his work,” you huff as your knife clatters onto the empty plate. You lean your chin onto your palm and lean that against the table. A lazy way of looking at him as he sits next to your spot at the head of the table.

“My father would treat you as a fool,” he replies bitterly, taking a sip of his water. “He took your request for the girl’s lungs and liver and let her go. Intent, then, on tricking you and giving you that of a boar instead.” He scoffed, distaste written clear on his face.

“What?” You’re dumbstruck for a moment before what he’s said starts to click into place. “Megumi who-”

“I told you it was from my father.” He deadpans and you’re out of your seat and placed on the table before you can think. “You deserve better than he gave you.”

You gasp as he presses a kiss against your neck. “Megumi- wait.” But he doesn’t listen.

“You said it yourself.” His hands push up the skirts of your dress quickly, ignoring your soft pushes at his hands. “I’m good to you. I’ll do anything for you even without you asking.”

You may be the queen but his hands are pressing into your thighs with a fierceness his father has never touched you with. A raw need to possess.

Your head spins as you push at his hands, but it’s the one time he doesn’t listen to you. You’re bent over the table and his hands are pressing up the folds of your dress to expose yourself to him.

Your whined echo in the dining chamber as he gropes at your ass, hands gripping and bruising and pulling. And despite yourself you can feel the way your pussy wettens in response.

“I’d do anything for you.” Megumi whispers in your ear. His breath is heavy, hot. His voice deep in your ear. You can feel the way his fingers dip into your underwear, collecting up your slick as he groans. “I’ll serve you however you want.”

You moan as his fingers slip in easily, curving down into that spot that has you immediately seeing stars. That has you forgetting what unspeakable thing Megumi has just done for the sake of his loyalty for you.

“Me-Megumi…” you whisper in a weak protest as you can hear his buckle undoing.

“It’s okay,” he mumbled as you can feel his tip bump against your entrance. “Let me fuck you how you deserve. I’ll take care of you now.”

You want to protest more. But the way he fills you up… He’s right. He’s so much better to you than his father ever was.

A/N - aha idk man

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[willowswiththorns]

I see Marble Hornets and humbly ask for Masky, yandere or the nsfw alphabet whichever one you feel more comfortable writing I will graciously accept pleaseeeee!!!

Now usually I’ll do one or the other, but I’m a big fan of Masky/Tim. So I’m gonna do yandere this time since there’s not a lot of that. This will follow a bit under the Slenderverse ( marble hornets ) version of Masky and not too much into the Creepypasta Masky version. I’ll be picking some stuff out of both overall, but mostly leaning toward Marble hornets. Thank you sm for requesting! - Willow

Warnings :, slight dub-con( if you squint) , captivity , Stockholm syndrome, restraints, murder, stalking, minors do not interact

Masky/Tim Wright Yandere A-Z

YANDERE A-Z first

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Masky and Tim equally don’t know how to show affection properly, so when it’s shown, it’s very very intense.

Masky mostly has a hard time emotionally speaking on his love towards you. You’ll mostly have physical contact from him. ( him holding you down and not letting you go)

Tim is the opposite side of the coin. He’s a bit awkward when it comes to showing physical affection, but he tries his best to show his love to you verbally.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Masky has no problem with spilling blood if it means you stay with him forever. He’ll kill anyone that gets in his way from his goal, you.

Tim isn’t much for killing, he’s the type to not do it unless it’s a necessary action. I.e. self defense.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

I’ve seen a lot of fanfics where Masky is kind and caring. That’s not it here I’m sorry.

Masky is definitely the type to belittle and mock you while you are under his care. If you can call it that

Masky is more ruthless than most think. He will tie you down if need be. He doesn’t want you trying to run away from the cabin he’s hid you in.

If you are a fighter, he takes his time with you. He will knock you over and make you struggle to try and get up. He will force you to look at him whenever just to show you he is in control.

Tim isn’t going to mock you, in fact he feels a lot of guilt abducting you. He definitely tries to make up for the time his other side kicks in. He has little to no memory when Masky is in control, he only knows what happens when you tell him, or when Brian tells him.

Either way, Tim feels a lot of remorse for your situation, but it’s not like he’s going to up and let you go.

He secretly likes that you’re stuck with him, he’ll blame Masky for everything that goes wrong, but it’s not like he’s going to do anything about it.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Masky will take out any of his pent up frustration onto you ( sexually mostly) that or he’ll pull your hair just to make you tear up.

Tim does his best to respect any boundaries you set. The only one that he tends to cross is whenever he wants to hold you in his arms. This burly man just wants to feel you in his arms , and he can’t help himself.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Masky bares nothing to his love. He’s not even emotionally in check with himself, how would he be able to be open with his victim partner?

Tim has a lot of trouble opening up to his love, but all it takes is one time for him to tearfully open up about

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Masky can and will rock your shit if you tried to fight him. He does not care one bit if you get knocked out or have a concussion after this match, this man fights to win.

Tim doesn’t want to deal with any fighting , the most he’ll do is to try and stop you from hitting him. He’ll grab your wrists or ankles to stop him from hitting or kicking him. A frown would be very apparent on his face as he’s asking you to stop trying to hurt him.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

This isn’t a game to either of them. Both just want you to accept their love. Tim just wants you to accept their love and accept him as who he is while Masky doesn’t care if you love him or not, he just wants control over you.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Masky will put you through hell a lot. The most specific time where life was made a living hell for you was when you tried to run away. You got a good bit away from the cabin, but got envitably lost in the woods.

It wasn’t until you bumped into Brian, who picked you up and dragged you back to Masky.

Once Masky came back to the cabin after trying to find you, he waited for Brian to leave before dragging you to the back room.

He’d strip you down and put a chain around your ankle tightly. Letting you have just amount of length from the chain to roam around the empty room and to the bathroom.

He’d leave you in that dark back room to starve for a few days. It won’t be until the 3rd day that he lets you out, waiting for you to beg for food. Masky is petty enough to probably eat food in front of you just to make you angry. Of course once you apologize for running away and swearing to stay by his side will he finally give you food and unchain you.

Tim’s worst moment is when you tell him you hate him for the first time. He’d react negatively, not knowing what to say, he’ll just avoid you because he can’t handle the idea of you hating him.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Neither of them truly have an idea for the future, given their current position with the operator /slenderman, the future isn’t really guaranteed. Tim wants to atleast one day have a family with you.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Masky definitely gets jealous, he tends to take out his jealousy onto you physically though.

Tim doesn’t take his jealousy onto you physically, he will get pouty and demand for reassurance that you love and need him.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Masky is very cruel with his darling, his kisses are rough and feral. He doesn’t give you time to breathe and he doesn’t let you try to pull away either.

Tim wants you to feel safe and comfortable with him. He wants you to want to kiss him. His kisses are gentle and warm. His lips taste like smoke and coffee

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Masky doesn’t really court, he just hunts

Tim is more courting, he’s just awkward about it. He’d start by watching your routine, seeing what you like and dislike. He wants you to see him as the perfect suitor for you. He’ll try to bump into you at a coffee shop or a store you like.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

They’re both the same around everyone else for the most part, except their affections are only for you.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Masky will full on throw hands with you or isolate you.

Tim will scold you and at very very worse maybe lock you in both of y’all’s room if you’re acting up.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Masky will take away a lot of rights from you. This man is all about having power over you. So little freedoms like walking around the cabin freely or maybe going outside even takes a lot of time to be given those rights back.

Tim doesn’t like taking rights away, but if you push him, you’ll lose a lot of rights . He’ll sorta gaslight you into understanding why your rights are being taken away for your own good.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Masky has little to no patience. He’s not the soundest of men. He will snap and blow up on you if you act up.

Tim is more patient depending on his headspace. If he’s in a bad mood, he’s very short and snappy with you. If he’s in a good mood, he’s much more patient and understanding with you.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Masky will move on easily since he’s not really emotionally attached to you. Now if you ran away, he’d take pleasure in hunting you down. Just expect to be heavily punished when he enviably catches you.

Tim will not move on from you ever. He loves you and will blame himself if you die. If you run away, he’ll panic and call Brian for help in catching you. The imagine of these two men hunting you down can be very terrifying or very hot if you’re into a good chase.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Tim is the only one who feels regret. There would only be one time where his judgment would lapse and he would consider letting you go, but he’s quick to come to his senses and get rid of that option.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Definitely his upbringing, but definitely post Marble hornets can play a part in his fear of losing someone. So the fear of losing you could push him to abduct you. He just wants to protect you.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Masky couldn’t care less. He won’t let you have any ounce of control when it comes to isolating yourself from him. He’ll tie you down before letting you get away with ignoring him. He enjoys hearing you scream and seeing you cry, he loves seeing your reactions.

Tim’s heart breaks a little anytime he sees you cry. He doesn’t like seeing you suffer any way, especially when he knows he’s playing a role in your suffering.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Masky is incapable of being a classic yandere. He doesn’t love you, he’s obsessed with you and wants to have control over you. He will kill anything you love just to have you.

Tim isn’t delusional, he knows what he’s doing is wrong, he just wants you reciprocate his feelings.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Tim’s weakness is his guilt over having you captive here and because he’s opened up about his past regrets ( Jay’s death) if you exploit that , there’s a slim chance where he’d let you have the option to go. Of course; he’ll instantly regret giving you that choice and try to take it back. If you run away before he does change his mind, that’s your free ticket out.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Masky would 100% hurt you just to make you scared. He wants to display that he is stronger and faster than you.

Tim will never willingly hurt you, he adores you too much to wish any sort of harm onto you. He tends to try and clean up any wounds you’d have after interacting with Masky.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

Masky doesn’t care about winning you over, he just wants you to fear him and let him have control over you.

Tim will try to win over your heart over and over again. He wants you to willingly be with him, and will actively try to show you that being with him is the best way.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Both don’t take too long to pine after you. The part before they’d snap is longer solely because they’re spending time stalking you.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Masky will 100% break you if you push him too hard. He wants full control over you.

Tim will definitely not want to break you, he wants you to love him willingly

[sixosix]

Hi! I'm on a sae brainrot lately it's gonna consume me and your fics are soo good😫 can I req a sae with reader in love with him despite being friends with rin, I just love the idea of rin being annoyed with the two of them giving each other heart eyes when reader comes over to their house, thank you sooo much!

think of this as an au where the itoshi brothers aren’t as insane and strained ur welcome ALSO ANON HELPP this idea is so funny

rin doesn’t consider himself as someone who has homicidal urges. on a good day, at least.

but you are making it harder and harder not to just strangle you and yell out strings of profanity whenever you sigh dreamily over his brother.

his big brother, of all people. rin knows that he and sae are pretty popular, but for his best friend to be head over heels for his brother when you should be immune to the itoshi bloodline is a bit absurd.

“it’s the best friend’s brother thing,” bachira said. rin has no idea what that means, but apparently, it’s when people go crazy over the best friend’s brother. rin hopes that none of sae’s friends are giving him the same googly eyes you do whenever sae passes by—that would be horrifying.

“he’s so handsome,” you explained to him when he asked why you are so obsessed with his brother in blood. “so—! just soo fucking—” and then rin asked you to not finish that sentence because he might have to damage his eardrums by hand if you continue.

that’s not even the worst part, no.

a normal person (like rin) would think that, okay, pining isn’t that bad. crushes are normal. my friend’s weird obsession with wanting to kiss my brother stupid is normal, maybe. but no. it’s not that easy. rin cannot just coax you to move on or force to imply anything in case sae hunts him down.

because his big brother, itoshi sae, is in love with you.

rin doesn’t know when— how it started. he just found out when you had to come up to rin to ask for something and left like a frightened deer, and sae, dead-inside, doesn’t-give-a-fuck-about-you sae, kept staring at you until you were out of sight. there was a smile on his face—a fond one, if that makes it any better.

(it does not. rin didn’t even know what to say at this point. his hands are itching.)

“that’s just a little brother thing,” shidou remarked once when rin lamented about his worrying urge to throttle you and sae simultaneously. rin understands that one, at least.

you have to come over today.

it’s not a big deal since you’ve come to his room to hang out before. it’s not always voluntary on rin’s part; you just appear out of nowhere, carrying pillows and about three blankets, materializing out of nowhere and onto his doorstep.

the difference is that his brother is back in japan, and you’re coming over today.

why is this a problem?

well, for starters: rin is not fond of seeing you make a fool of yourself and cry about it to him later on. he sleeps through it, usually, but you smack his head when you meet again, and he is afraid he might get brain damage soon.

second, rin only stays in his room, so it is where you follow. if the time comes you leave, sae will interrogate the hell out of him and give the coldest glares out of sheer jealousy. rin cannot be bothered to explain that no, he doesn’t like you that way, and sae is free to take you.

he doesn’t want to expose you like that, though. he is not that much of an asshole. as horrible and hilarious it is to watch you trip over yourself to see him, rin knows you genuinely like sae.

rin sees it in the way you smile helplessly whenever anyone mentions him, and rin can tell that it’s serious. you’re still his friend; he still cares about how this will work out for you.

“rin, i’m telling you,” you say, and in your excitement—or hysteria, really—you fail to notice that your voice is terribly loud. “shidou is out to get me. i have nightmares about him hunting me down because i beat him four times. he has a bat with nails on it.”

“let him win, then,” rin deadpans.

although it is his house, he’s the one trailing after you. mostly to make sure you don’t eat all the ice cream. again.

“i can’t lose to shidou, rin. that’s a stain on my resume.”

“then don’t dream about shidou with a bat with nails on it.”

“you’re the life of the party, itoshi.”

you yelp as you turn into a sharp corner on the way to his room. rin blinks at the sound and visibly deflates when he realizes who you’ve crashed into. he holds back a groan, knowing precisely what’s coming next.

cue: romantic guitar, doves flying, bells ringing.

“y/n,” sae says, holding you up by the shoulders.

“...sae,” you reply, belatedly. and then proceed to gape at him as if you forgot that he is rin’s brother and they live together for that reason.

“nii-chan,” rin says, too, because he really is not in the mood to witness this.

sae blinks up at rin. “where are you two going?”

rin hesitates. “my room.” you’re still steaming because sae is still holding you.

sae narrows his eyes.

“y-you can join us!” you blabber, refusing to meet sae’s eyes—which is horrible, really, because if you just took a single glance at sae, you’d see how his eyes softened impossibly.

“don’t say that.” rin scowls. he already has it rough having one lovesick freak in his room; he is not fit to handle two simultaneously, for each other, too.

“i’ll join,” sae decides instantly, staring right at you. rin wants to throw his hands in the air. “what did you say about shidou?”

thx for reading i had too much fun w this LMFAOOO

[ayylovley]

Could you do some windbreaker characters with a fem s/o that likes to wear lolita dresses :) you can choose the windbreaker characters I can’t decide they are all so hot ^ - ^

Yess hope you enjoy ✨

𝔚𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰 𝔵 𝔏𝔬𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔪 𝔰/𝔬

✧.* JayJo

Once he saw you for the first time he’s bug-eyed and curious. Normally your style isn’t common so you stand out a lot. Some people around you compliment you and ask where you got your outfits. Others are annoying and mean and want to make fun of you and sometimes it’s very subtle. But Jay is very observant and can see the talking shit behind your back, and he’s not going to have any of it. Even if he doesn’t know you that well your style grabbed his attention, so little by little he’ll start talking to you. Being one of the people that compliment you but something was different with him, his smile was warmer and his body language exposed slight interest. Whatever you wear is his excuse to talk to you, for example if you’re holding an umbrella on a nice day he wants to talk about your outfit and then ends up asking more questions.

Conversations become about what type of music you guys like, what artists, recommendations, anything you recommend he will listen to it once he’s at home while he’s studying. But he can barely concentrate because you’re on his mind constantly. The music turns into eventually exchanging phone numbers to talk more, Jay is trying to stay friends for very long though because a month later he asked you out. Now that you guys are dating anything you wear he loves, even looking up the Lolita style online to search for dresses and accessories and send you pictures of them ‘Do you like this?’ ‘This reminds me of you.’ ‘I think you’d look good in this one’

He’s more protective of you because ain’t no way he’s gonna let anyone make fun of you now. Warnings and threats can turn into physical fights because people are so petty. He teaches them a lesson though, and he’s extra romantic with you afterwards. He admires your confidence and how you embrace yourself he doesn’t want that to end. A confidence booster, for sure. He’s your biggest fan, probably wants to take pictures of you a lot. Even if he doesn’t show it, trust me he’s obsessed with you and wants to be around you every second of every day

(That was long idk what happened just brain meats poured scenarios out of my head)

✧.* Vinny Hong

(This got a bit angsty)

Ok Vinny isn’t going to be as… responsive to how he likes your style, but he still thinks it’s really cool. If you’re dating him since he’s poor he’ll feel guilt for not being able to afford to buy you more outfits but at least he can afford flowers that match the color of what you’re wearing that day on a date. Whatever he can’t afford, he comes up with a plan to give whatever he has. He acts cold but he genuinely cares about you and wouldn’t want to lose you for the world. If you’re still dating him when he’s rich that’s when he’ll spoil you. He doesn’t expect anything back he just wants you to be happy.

You won’t be able to see Vinny as much due to crew business, but once he makes time for you he doesn’t want to leave you. These times are actually the hardest because if he’s going through it he will want to hold you. No need for words when you finally see each other he just wants to be in your arms again. And once he has to leave again he is even worse than before, your smiles just give him peace and comfort again and he needs that more than ever.

✧.* Dom Kang

Dom is simping… you’re a goddess to him that whenever he sees you he gets flustered and embarrasses himself a little. He’s not shy about showing how much he loves you, random kisses, hugs from behind, lots of compliments. He likes to brag and show you off (didn’t mean to reference the Doja Cat song lmao) But seriously he does… Especially when you’re rooting for him during the tournaments and he wins. He’s proud of himself and especially when you shower him with praises and hugs. Watch him melt and turn into a puddle.

✧.* Shelly Scott

One of the most romantic characters and your biggest supporter. If you don’t pull the strings she does and a lot of the times being the flirty one. You got her attention with your stand outish style like Jay. She genuinely wanted to be your friend at first, but she fell first and she fell hard. You fell hard too from how her charismatic personality and caring so much was pulling you in. It’ll take a little longer to confess to each other because you both assume you might not be into girls. But with little hints from Shelly, it started with subtle flirting comments like “If you were my girlfriend I’d spoil you.”

Finally she got the courage for just one date and see how it goes. Pretty much by the second date you’re official. She’s a bit clingy but that’s just her way of showing that she loves you. When she was training hard twitch her dad to help Humming Bird unfortunately she couldn’t reach out to you much but would send occasional texts like ‘😚’ or the cutesy love gifs

✧.* Wooin Yoo

Wooin might fun of you… Especially when he met you, but in his head he thinks he looks good and he can think it’s pretty hot that you don’t care what people think. And just like Dom, I feel like he enjoys when you watch him during his races. But compared to Dom, Wooin is kissing his own ass, “did you see how awesome I am, babe?” So you’d probably be mostly quiet until he’s done talking about himself or notices that you’re not saying anything to hype him up and comments on it

If someone made fun of you that’s when his limit comes because only he can make fun of you. He doesn’t care who it is even if his crew were to make fun of you. Though that wouldn’t really happen because 1. They know Wooin would be pissed 2. They actually don’t care how you dress. Surprisingly when you spend more time with The Sabbath Crew they aren’t as mean as you thought. Well, compared to your own boyfriend. But really when it comes to Wooin he is on high alert when you’re out with him making sure no one is looking at you the wrong way

✧.* Joker

Joker is the quiet type. But he’ll make up with it with physical touch and kisses. Just like Wooin he can’t stand it when people talk shit. Except Wooin doesn’t get into fights unless he’s provoked to, Joker on the other hand is violent. So he isn’t giving any warnings he’s giving a punch to a face. If you tell him that you don’t like when he gets into fights he will just not do it in front of you

On the cutesy side of things you met his brother and he thought you were cool. And his new puppy might finally have a babysitter while he’s in tournaments if you’re ok with it. If not he can just take the puppy with him like usual. Now he has someone to gush over animals with.

[pinkaditty]

Cater Diamond Thoughts

hey hey part 2 of my insatiable brainrot. been sitting in my drafts for like. weeks. it's Cater's turn. he's gyaruo (and im gyaru if u didn't know!) so i've been obsessed with him for like. months now.

summary: a small collection of thoughts about Cater Diamond that has no chance of curing my permanent unending gyaruo brainrot. help me please. content warning: suggestive content, implied sexual encounters, creepy (ish?) behavior, gn!mc, proofread once or twice at best. a/n: Cater's turn raaaaaah! this isn't exactly nsfw but all the same I'd really prefer it if MINORS DIDN'T INTERACT! thanks! also a reminder that I WILL NOT WRITE NSFW FOR TWST CHARACTERS CANONICALLY UNDER 18. thank you very much for respecting my boundaries! and i promise part 3 of the pervert obey me thing is in the works! <3

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI IM SO SRS.

thank you! enjoy the read!

Cater Diamond who is aloof.

He finds himself not caring at first, especially when you decide to spend all your time with other people when he could’ve been the perfect upperclassman. He finds himself not caring when he watches you get swept away by the hotter, older upperclassmen. He finds himself not caring when you can’t come by Heartslabyul as often anymore.

And then, very quickly, he starts caring. He doesn’t know why or how, but you somehow managed to become an object of his desires when he tries very hard to not let that happen with anyone, ever, at all. Sure he’s liked people, but he has never been spurred to act on it. So he doesn’t know why he goes out of his way to speak to you, to do things with you. Why does he invite you to go for tea and take cute pics? Why does he text you out of the blue just to share a silly thought or idea? Why does he jump for joy whenever he’s invited over to Ramshackle Dorm? And why do you go along with it every time?

He's mystified at how you've managed to break his aloof structure in so little time. But he's not going to let you get away with it. Now that you've caught his attention, he's going to ensure that he catches yours. 

Cater Diamond who is secretive.

He's the kind of person to keep things casual on his end, regardless of how committed the other party may be. He wants to know everyone's deepest secrets and desires, but prefers to keep his under multiple layers of locks and keys. Most of his relationships were almost always one sided, mostly because he could never keep himself tied down. He didn't like to be owned, but he liked to be desired.

After growing up in a house with two older sisters, he hadn't had much privacy, and hadn't had much secrecy either. But once he was exposed to different worlds, he made it a point to keep himself a secret. Talking about home was stressful, and working through the stress surrounding it was even worse, so he always kept his emotions a secret. His sunny disposition and eager attitude was more than enough to catch interested stares, so he kept it up. He was a bit of a tease, but people liked that. The problems came when people grew close to him and expected him to open up in return. That is usually when things would end or grow stagnant. The terrifying ordeal of being known and owned was too much for him. No commitment, no permanence, no promises. Just silly temporary flings, hookups, and infatuation. He was never tempted for more. 

And yet, with you, he finds it hard to not want to be yours. He craves your attention and will do anything to receive and retain it. It is especially satisfying when he manages to draw you away from others and instead towards him. It gains him more than a few displeased glares, but who cares? The only person whose attention he cares about anymore is you. 

Cater Diamond who is clever.

It may not seem like it, but he's got more than a few tricks up his sleeve. 

He will first ask you for your schedule, under the premise of wanting to spend more time together. When he has it, he memorizes it until he knows it off the top of his head. He keeps a close eye on your social media to track your favorite places, and asks you to go there with him, saying he wants to try something new. He plans out random encounters, few and far between enough to make them seem coincidental. He doesn't follow you, but he does show up. And because of that, he begins to stick out in your mind. 

He'll fish for your attention every chance he can get. He'll post the most random, silly things just to get you to like it. He'll click his pen a few too many times in class just to get you to glance over at him and watch him click it repeatedly. He'll fake a stumble if he's walking in front of you just to get your help. He'll put up his hair differently in flight class just so he can catch your questioning stare. He'll do all these things just to feel your eyes on him, so that he can feel like you've noticed him. And if he's brave enough, when he catches your gaze, he'll smirk knowingly, his eyes creasing up at the edges and say "You're staring," as though that wasn't exactly what he wanted. 

He can't bring himself to confess first, so he'll bait you into doing it, by planting the idea in your head in perhaps not-so-subtle ways. He'll mention the incoming Valentine's Day and how badly he wishes for a confession, or he'll bring up the topic of crushes often as though he's dying to know who you've got your eye on - all the while knowing it's him. When you finally crack and cave, admitting your feelings for him, his heart soars. Of course he accepts your feelings, and while the fear of commitment eats at him just slightly, it's muffled by his fulfilled want to be yours.

Maybe you fell first, but he definitely fell harder.

Cater Diamond who is prideful.

He's never been proud to be tied down, ever. But it's with you and he's learning to enjoy it. All he does is talk all of Heartslabyul's ears off (and anyone else who will listen) about how wonderful you are, or how beautiful you are, or how he adores every little thing about you. And while he does indeed love you, there is something satisfying about the palpable jealousy that hangs in the air when he mentions staying the night at Ramshackle Dorm or going out on cute little photogenic dates with you. His eyes glimmer with pride every time someone sucks their teeth or rolls their eyes or lowly growls. He doesn't even remotely feel threatened. 

He tries not to flaunt you too much, for fear of being overly zealous, but he offers his arm to you every time you walk together. He kisses your forehead sometimes when he sends you off to class. He takes as many pictures as he likes of you in your cutest outfits. And he always makes a show of it if you sit near him at lunch. He can't help it. He's just so proud. The question is, is he proud to be yours or proud to have you?

Cater Diamond who is capable.

It doesn't take long for you to bed each other; romance wasn't the only thing blossoming between you two. Cater very quickly proves himself to be far more than adept at such activities, but recognizes that there is love in this too, this time.

In the past, he always did it how his partner liked it to keep them interested, ensuring both parties were happy, but only to his own benefit. He never said "I love you" or anything as flimsy and daunting as that. It was always whispered moans and whines from him and his partner, various curses, vulgar descriptions, and a cry to signify release. Nothing more, nothing less. If such committed words were uttered, he'd stop seeing them. He always made it clear that that's never what he wanted to hear. He only wanted to hear how good they were feeling, how close they were, or what they wanted him to do or what they wanted to do to him. It was always just to get off or satiate a burning attraction, never to demonstrate love. 

Like the past, he wants to make you, his partner, feel good, but unlike the past, it is a demonstration of love. He will do everything in his power to ensure that you know that he loves you through every technique he knows. He thinks of you first and him second. Whatever you want done is done, however you want it, whenever you want it, all to show that he loves you. He doesn't care. As long as it satisfies you, anything's worth it. And he does satisfy you. Every time. 

He never gets tired of hearing his name moaned out on your tongue, and he never gets tired of the taste of yours, sweet as honey, lingering on his lips like a whisper.

Cater Diamond who is devoted.

He's been tied down, slowly but surely. Whether you planned it or not, you've simply got him wrapped around your finger. Of course he knows this, but can't bring himself to want to tear away. He is safe and comfortable with you, and all the things you've shown him. He quickly finds that, instead of being proud to have you, he's proud to be yours. He's proud to be loved in the way he's learned to love. Whatever residual fear he has of commitment, or loss of control, is all dissolved when he looks at you, your hand curled around his, your eyes watching him.

He takes pictures of you all the time to remind himself that he's yours, and he curls into your chest at night to remind himself that he's yours, and he bathes in the jealous stares of his peers to remind himself that he's yours.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

Cater Diamond who is in love with you. 

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a/n: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Cater Diamond my beloved?!?!?? anyways. thanks you guys for reading. genuinely I hope you all appreciate Cater Diamond as much as I do, especially after reading this! take care, and stay tuned for the other adult characters!

[cui-nisi]

Leon Kennedy x Black Reader (Headcanon)

•Notes•

Pairing: RE4 Leon Kennedy x Black Reader

Genre: smut, fluff, headcanon

Summary: A few headcanons of what it would be like dating Leon Kennedy.

Warnings: smut at the end but it’s nothing too graphic, pet names (‘baby’, ‘love’)

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: This is my first headcanon so sorry if it’s shitty but I hope you enjoy it regardless! Also the first section for the headcanon was written more as an intro to set everything up!

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⟡⋆.˚❀⋆.˚ ⟡⋆.˚❀⋆.˚⟡ First Meeting ⟡⋆.˚❀⋆.˚❀⋆.˚⟡ ⟡⋆.˚

When Leon was first assigned to train you, the newest recruit brought onto the Division of Security Operations, he could only bite back a curse word from slipping past his lips and nod towards his superior, accepting his assignment no matter how begrudgingly. He didn’t have time to train newbies, he had his own shit going on which he proceeded to comb through on his way to see you.

However, all his internal grumbling fell to a muted hush when he entered the training room. His eyes fell on you and while they narrowed into an assessing squint, inside he felt his heart pound against his chest as his eyes flickered over your body, briefly lingering on your curves before clearing his gaze. He didn’t know it then but he was fascinated with you from day one.

Leon could be a pain in the ass when it came to training, putting too much emphasis on the minute details and leaving all his trainees burned out by the end of the week. But with you, it was different. Whenever Leon became too overbearing, rather than taking it you’d quip back at Leon, taking him by surprise with your sharp tongue despite your mostly unassuming nature.

Leon couldn’t help but feel heat wash through him whenever you retorted against his commands, how your pretty eyes flared with a mixture of passion and determination whenever you spoke. If Leon looked close enough, just beyond the surface of your alluring gaze, he could see a silent defying challenge in your eyes, a challenge that Leon found himself more and more eager to fulfill as the days turned into weeks…

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ ˖⁺‧₊‧⁺˖ Symptoms of a Crush ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ ˖⁺‧₊‧

As stoic and hardened as Leon had become over the years, the moment you entered his life it was almost as if the time he had spent crafting a meticulous wall around his emotions meant nothing as his heart would crash against his chest whenever you smiled at him or caught his gaze that seemed to be permanently locked on you.

During meetings, Leon makes a habit of getting there early, always saving a seat for you beside him with a steaming cup of coffee waiting for you.

Normally, Leon is usually able to remain focused during meetings, the longer the better. But now with you sitting so close to him, every meeting seemingly begins to test his self-restraint.

He subtly tries to move closer to you to take in more of your sweet perfume, if the meeting drags on he’ll let his hand trace random patterns over any exposed skin he can reach. Whether that be your hand, arm, palm, or knee– as long as Leon can feel the warmth of your brown skin underneath his fingertips he’s content.One day after training, Leon invites you out to a favorite bar of his, wanting to spend more time with you without divulging how much he craves your attention. This became a habit for you two, and soon you guys were going out for lunches and dinners after work on the regular.

Practically everyone at the agency knows that you and Leon are damn near a full-fledged couple.

Leon simply rolls his eyes whenever his co-workers chide him for taking so long to officially ask you out, giving them the same answer: “It’s none of your business.” And that pretty much shuts down any further conversation on the topic.

Leon doesn’t like to share. He hates sharing your attention with anything or anyone else. He also hates anyone prying into your relationship. He felt that what you two had going needed its time and space to cultivate into something more and he didn’t need his nosy-ass co-workers butting in to ruin the delicate intimacy that was building between you and him.

Leon loves to watch you train. He loves observing how your soft curves can carry such deadly velocity and force. The disparity between how he viewed you and how you trained were two stark comparisons but it only added to your attractiveness as Leon found himself having to shade the tent at the front of his pants more often than he’d like.

˗ˏˋ༻ʚ♡︎ɞ༺ˎˊ˗ The Relationship ˗ˏˋ༻ʚ♡︎ɞ༺ˎˊ˗

Leon, while difficult, managed to keep most of his affections and desires for you at bay. But when you agreed to be his girlfriend on one of your late-night hangouts, he couldn’t care less about his image and prioritizing professionalism. He had you now and that’s all he cared about.

He showers you with love and affection, taking you out on mini lunch dates when both of your schedules align.

When at work, Leon does his best to remain professional when around others, not wanting to display your relationship to everyone. He gets antsy, however, when he’s next to you and can’t touch you due to the nature of your working relationship. That doesn’t stop him from grasping your hand whenever he can, letting his thumb brush small comforting circles over your hand.

Leon loves staring at you, especially when your side profile when you’re focusing on something. He likes the way your eyebrows furrow and eyes glint with determination.

It’s no surprise that Leon is protective of you. The nature of his career was built around protecting people so when it came down to protecting the ones he cared about, he could be a bit overbearing.

He helps you take out your braids or weave if you wear them. At first, he wasn’t too sure how to properly assist, not wanting to pull or damage your hair. But he still wanted to help and so after asking you a few questions and taking out a few braids, he quickly got the hang of things and now regularly asks to help with your hair whenever you change up your hairstyle.

He always makes you text him whenever you’re going out, wanting to make sure that you arrive at your destinations on time. If you forget to text him, he’ll check your location before calling you to make sure that you’re okay.

Anytime Leon leaves for a longer mission he makes sure to lavish you in love and affection, growing more affectionate and touchy when he knows he’ll have to leave you.

Waking up in the morning is Leon’s favorite part of the day, it gives him time to admire your face unabashedly. He loves to trace his callused finger gently along the surface of your skin, lightly tracing your jawline and cheeks while trying to not wake you.

Whenever Leon comes back from long missions, you make it your job to shower him with comfort and affection. Those nights usually consist of lacy lingerie, scattered candles, and a very satisfied Leon.

Leon is a big cuddler despite what others may think. He loves using his larger frame to encapsulate you in his embrace, tugging you close to him while he takes in the scent of your hair, his head nuzzling into the crook of your neck.

Gives you hugs from behind, his heavy arms wrapping around your waist and tugging you against his chest while his head hovers over your shoulders.

Leon can never say no to you. He could be working in his home office, filing away documents, and sending in mission reports only to stop when you walk in, your touch distracting him in the best way. He’ll always put on the facade of resistance, “Babe, I’m working…” but that sentiment doesn’t stand a chance when put up against the pleading look you always give him in response that always makes him fold, pulling you down on top of him and pressing his lips against yours.

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Leon loves eye contact. Whenever his toned body hovers over yours he can’t help but stare into your eyes. He loves watching how your face contorts in pleasure with his every thrust, enjoying the low whimpers that escape you when he pulls out only to be greeted by the satisfying moans that escape you when he plunges back inside you.

He loves how vocal you are, he likes hearing how good he’s making you feel. If you try to keep quiet he’ll simply smirk in amusement before fucking you senseless into the covers, pleasuring you to an agonizing degree until he hears you crying out for his name.

જ⁀➴ “That’s it, baby… let it out for me. Let me hear those pretty moans.”

Leon loves it when you give him head, but he’ll never ask for it.

He’ll always prioritize your pleasure, always making you cum first before him.

Leon enjoys talking you through your orgasms, especially when you ride him.

જ⁀➴ “Take it slow, love. Don’t rush yourself…”

He loves it when you give him massages, feeling your warm palms glide along the contours of his tense body never failed to get a reaction out of him, the towel covering his lower half not doing much to hide his erection, not that he wanted to hide it from you.

Touching your body is Leon’s favorite pastime. On the couch his hand usually rests over your shoulder, tucking you against him. When in public he holds you by the waist, letting everyone know that you are his.

When he’s drunk, his usual self-restraint weakens which allows his hands to roam over the curves of your soft brown skin. In those instances, he couldn’t give a damn who was around, letting his hands trail up your thighs or brush over your breasts while his lips brush against the side of your neck, his low raspy voice murmuring sweet licentious words into your ear.

If Leon is sitting somewhere, he’ll always reach out to gently grasp your waist, pulling you onto his lap so he can pepper your face with teasing kisses.

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ ⋆.˚ .𖥔˚

Overall, Leon is completely in love with you. He’s a devoted and loyal lover who will always prioritize your comfort and safety over everything. He shows his love to you through physical touch and acts of service, jumping at any chance he could take to help you if it would bring a smile to your face.

*“You know I’d do anything for you right, babe? All you have to do is ask and I’ll do it for you.”* ―୨୧⋆ ˚

[luvmmarner]

ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʙᴇᴛ ;; 4 @jackhghes

A = Aftercare ;; Even if he is exhausted , Jack will always make sure that his partner is taken care of. He places a high priority on aftercare since he views it as a manifestation of care.

B = Body part ;; Jack adores every inch of the body that his partner possesses. Mostly their head and neck. He enjoys planting gentle kisses on his partner's head and inhaling deeply the intoxicating aroma of his partner's hair.

C = Cum ;; He savours the sensation of cumming inside of his lover. Jack will do anything to make his partner cum even if he is extremely tired.

D = Dirty secret ;; Jack finds the idea of chaining up his partner during sex to be appealing, but he is careful not to be too rough with his partner.

E = Experience ;; Jack doesn't have a lot of experience, but he's willing to learn more for both himself and his partner so that they can enjoy it a lot more. He would be willing to experiment with various new things even if they don’t sound so appealing.

F = Favorite position ;; Jack doesn’t have a favorite. He likes any position that makes his partner feel the greatest and most filled.

G = Goofy ;; Jack is mostly serious in bed, as he wants to fullfil the needs of his partner. He will sometimes tickle their partner after initimate moments and tease.

H = Hair ;; Jack has really nice hair; his partner loves to gently rake their hands through it. It’s very soft and silky.

I = Intimacy ;; Jack is very passionate even if he can be rough sometimes. He always checks in on his partner and makes sure it’s okay to do anything that’s new to them.

J = Jack off ;; Jack places a high priority on his own enjoyment, particularly after a tough away game. He enjoys pleasing himself just as much as he enjoys pleasing his partner in sexual activity.

K = Kink ;; Jack likes to lightly choke his partner when he’s about to cum. He also loves to excessively stimulate his partner.

L = Location ;; Jack is most comfortable in a soft, cushioned setting, such as a bed or couch. During private moments, he wants to make sure that his partner is not bothered by discomfort.

M = Motivation ;; Jack loves it when his partner's neck is exposed or when his partner is looking too good to resist.

N = No ;; Jack is not a fan of knifeplay, and he may become turned off in a situation in which there is a lack of communication.

O = Oral ;; Jack likes giving and receiving. He loves when his partner pleases him and always makes sure to return the favour.

P = Pace ;; if very frustrated after losing in the playoffs or a tough game. Jack would take out his frustrations on his partner, and not care about how fast or rough things got. However whenever he normally gets intimate with his partner he likes slow and meaningful sex.

Q = Quickie ;; Jack enjoys sex that is slow and lasts for a long time. He finds it particularly amusing to listen to his partner moan, particularly if his partner is already overstimulated.

R = Risk ;; Jack is very possessive of his partner (not in a bad way.) He wouldn’t want anyone to see his partners body except him. He wouldn’t do any risky things in public unless it’s in the car.

S = Stamina ;; Jack usually loves soft and passionate sex. On the other hand, he wouldn't mind a few more rounds until both he and his partner are unable to handle any more.

T = Toys ;; Jack doesn’t own any toys, but wouldn’t mind the idea of owning some.

U = Unfair ;; Jack likes to tease his partner and loves when he makes his partner beg.

V = Volume ;; Jack loves to express himself verbally even more so when his partner pleases him the way he likes it.

W = Wild card ;; Jack loves when his partner wears skirts, but wouldn’t admit it to his partner though.

X = X-ray ;; Jack has a perfect body to lay against or cuddle with — he could wrap his arms around his partner and it wouldn’t be uncomfortable at all.

Y = Yearning ;; Jack will only fuck his partner if his partner specifically asks for it or if Jack believes that his partner is being excessively "needy."

Z = Zzz ;; Jack likes to fall asleep shortly after or right after sex. As soon as he knows his lover needs been met.

[8-rae-rae-8]

Hehehe I’m gonna cook hold on -feral anon

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It’s been a few days and Graves is still being an ass to everyone (especially ghost). He refuses to talk to anyone and shuts himself in his room and sulks whenever he has free time.

This goes on for another day until late at night, a persistent knocking is heard. Graves tried to ignore it but it won’t stop. He grits his teeth and marches over to the door. Throwing it open

“The hell do you want at this hou-“

His words become lost as he looks at the culprit behind the knocking. Ghost.

Ghost just stares, taking a deep hard look at Phil. It’s in a way that makes Phil feel exposed and naked…but he’s frozen in place, unable to move or look away. He shrinks when Ghost’s eyes lock with his own.

The look he’s given makes him feel very small. His breathe hitches and he finds himself fighting back tears. Ghost’s eyes soften just a touch, he reaches over and grabs Phil by the wrist.

“On me, Graves.”

Phil is helpless as he tugged out of his room by Ghost, the fuzziness is coming back and it’s coming hard. Something about the way Ghost is acting is making him drop hard.

He doesn’t even realise they are inside Price’s office until Phil notices ghost heading towards the dreaded rocking chair, the subject and cause of all this

“W-Wait! What are you doing!”

Graves is trying to dig his heels in but Ghost just huffs, turns back around and scoops a protesting Phil up into his arms. Ghost then sits down in the rocker, plopping Phil in his lap similar to how Baba cuddles him. He coaxes Philip’s head into his chest, his hand brushing at the unkempt blonde curls. All the fight Philip has left immediately leaves his body. He finally lets the fuzziness take over and sniffles

“Knew it was about this bloody chair.” Ghost snorts to himself, not in a cruel way. But in an understanding manner “it’s pretty good, huh? Makes you feel really small.” All Phil can do is nod, slipping two fingers into his mouth. His wide, glassy eyes stare up at Ghost, bewildered. Ghost stares back, his usual dead stare is now soft and filled with empathy towards Graves

“I know how hard it is to ask for help.” Simon confesses “I still struggle with it…but, we’re here for you, okay? No need to be an as-“ Simon clears just throat “no need to be…a silly goose over it, yeah?”

Phil nods softly and squirms in Simon’s lap. He nuzzles ghost’s neck “sowwy…”

“Water off a duck’s back, mate. Jus’ try open up to your Dada ‘bout your feelings, okay? It’s not good for you to bottle such big emotions up for so long”

Phil whines but nods in understanding, nosing Ghost’s balaclava.

“Good lad.” Ghost praised, patting the little’s thigh. For now, he’d keep this interaction a secret for Grave’s sake(even if it meant breaking the ‘no lying to baba’ rule…he knows he’s already going to be in trouble for breaking into Price’s office after hours anyway).

But he would make an effort to encourage Philip to be more honest. He knew more than anyone how Philip was feeling and he’d do anything he could to help Philip accept not himself but accept love from others.

Once again, perceptive Ghost strikes again

ANON BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH PERFECTION

YES.YES.YES.YES.

I feel like that's one thing Price could brush off, even if Phil would probably get a stern talking to about how he treated Ghost. Then Price would probably talk to Roach about his behavior too

But I get the thought that keeping Graves' regression a safe space means no punishments (at least while little). He's from the south, I've seen a trend of southern parents being... Hard for lack of better words (speaking a lil from experience)

The fact that Ghost is so aware that he realizes why Phil's acting the way he is 😭

[monodramatic-cannibal]

Renegade!Gans/Echo

Info post about the au

(If characters seem OOC ((Out Of Character)) it's beacause I'm going off of my own interpretations/headcanons/fandom versions. So please be aware of that)

More info under the cut (Info is subject to change at any time. Info may be added to as well)

-Jobs in the group: managing the radio (trying to get a signal to contact other survivors), rarely helping Sci with projects, electronics management

Weapons of choice: bones (both ones that can be summoned from the ground, and in the air to shoot), gaster blasters, ability to change souls blue to throw them around

-Head canon voice: ???

-One of the more smarter people in the group. Acts as a sudo-leader sometimes.

-Goes by any pronouns but mainly uses He/Him.

-He’s someone in the group who mostly tends to keep to himself, he basically lets no one really know about his life or what he was doing before he ended up where he is. 

-Is smoking quite often, often gets more cigarettes from Dust, since Dust grabs them whenever he goes out.  

-Basically has claimed the Radio room as his own room, like how Error has claimed the storage room as his own. 

-Since he’s in the Radio room he deals with most of the electronics. He’s sort of good with tech, better than most of the others. But tends not to mess with any of it unless asked too. 

-Will often be wearing noise-cancelling headphones. Basically a way of saying to anyone to not bother him, without actually having to say anything. 

-Will put out a cigarette if someone who doesn’t like smoking comes into the Radio room. 

-To add to the point above, he knows tech exposed to smoke can harm them. But doesn’t really care that much, most of the stuff is broken anyway and they just use it as scrap to fix other things or to make completely new things. 

-As much as he doesn’t interact too much with the others he still remains polite to them, and tries to at least get on the others good side, or at least be neutral with them.

-Is a sort of no nonsense type of guy. Wants people to get straight to the point, no fighting just civil conversations, etc. Will call someone out on their bs. Will also tell the truth about things even if it could be considered mean.  

-Will give advice to the others if asked too, it has yet to be seen if it’s good advice or not yet. On the bright side at least it's free advice.  

-Is really just with the group since it’s better for survival. Sure he does sometimes enjoy some interactions with the others, but as someone who’s always stuck to himself mostly it’s the most interactions with anyone he’s had for a while.

-Has always had the holes in his hands and ‘cracks’ in his skull. He’s never know the purpose on why he has these. 

-Doesn’t actually remember that much about his life before he became an adult. He swears he has two separate memories, though he’d never tell anyone about this, not wanting anyone to think his crazy.

-Sometimes he feels his personality shift slightly, e.g. being more chilled out and friendly or leaning towards being more calculated and precise. Normally he stays between those two personalities. But he feels theres times where they seem to be ahead of his normal personality.

-pretty much as long as he remembers he’s felt lost, no memory on who he really is, and no goal. He’s pretty much been coasting through life without much purpose. And doesn’t really intend to find any purpose for himself either, just wants to enjoy the moment. 

-His eye light can switch what eye socket it’s in, though he doesn’t do it often. 

-He’s actually quite an empathetic guy, but he just lacks agency when it comes to showing more emotions towards anyone. He also just tries not to relate to others since he doesn’t really want to deal with other people and relating to them is a way to care about them. 

-Relatively smart guy, just doesn’t care at all about using that intelligence for anything meaningful. The day he gets any sort of agency is the day people should worry.

How they feel about:

Nightmare: They don’t get along too much, but both remain polite with one another. They both can joke around now and then. But he wouldn’t consider Nightmare a friend.

Dream: Has picked up on the fact Dream doesn’t like his smoking so tends to put it out if Dream is around him for any reason. They remain polite, but distant.

Cross: Only ever met Cross twice. Both times only a few words were stated between them. He has no interest in trying to get to know him better.

Blue: Doesn’t mind him, Blue once mentioned to him, that he (Echo) reminds him of his family member. Lets Blue hang out with him, Blue has some interesting stories to talk about anyway, either it be about Blue’s own life or about things happening within the group.

Ink: Both tend to ignore each other, paired on with their very limited interactions. On neutral terms.

Dust: Likes Dust, but doesn’t consider him a friend, just a smoking buddy. Just tends to quietly enjoy his company. But is also partly on guard around him, since he is unsure on how Dust came to be a murderer.

Horror: Basically very few interactions. On neutral terms with him.

Killer: The guy who sometimes tries to prank him. Killer will also once in a while tag along with Dust when Dust comes to smoke with him. Not much to say about Killer.

Error: Appreciates that Error is respectful of his space. He’d be one of the few in the group who he wouldn’t mind actually talking with and possibly being a friend with. But both of them enjoy the quiet so chances are they won’t talk much to each other.

Lust: Get along with each other but aren’t really friends. Lust has patched up his jacket a few times when it’s been ripped. Lust offered to make him a new jacket too since his is so worn down but he refused.

Fell/Edge: A guy he could consider a friend. Knows Fell hangs around to avoid his job, thinks it’s funny since no one tends to come looking for him in the Radio room, since no one expects them to get along. Finds out most of the going ons around the group from Fell. Basically Fell is his only connection into whats happening outside of the jobs the others do.

Geno: Only really sees him in the context of helping Sci out, or them having to work together on a project.

Outer: Doesn’t mind him, thinks he's a quiet soft-spoken guy. Is neutral on his opinion of him.

Sci: Helps out Sci sometimes with projects without having to be asked, mainly does this out of boredom and also wants to read what Sci has researched about Wraiths. But their main interactions tend to happen in the Radio room, trying to get into contact with other survivors.

Reaper/Death: Hasn’t met him. But knows of him.

Fresh: Hasn’t met him, but has seen signs of him around the place, without knowing who is behind these signs.

Chief: Chief is the one who normally gets info back and forth for him, at first he thought Chief tends to be stuck up and a bit of a prick. But after a few more interactions he realized Chief wasn’t that bad.

[9leaguesofmirrors]

Ross Hates This (a Ross Gaines x Joseph Lisgoe fanfic)

It feels like it's been a while since I posted here, that won't do!

Also, there are three references to Buffy scenes in this. I haven't watched the show, but Spike is both really cool and very Lisgoe-coded

CONTENT WARNINGS: Making out and Gainsgoe get thrown about (it's OK they like it)

Ross hates Lisgoe more than almost anything else (except maybe Pauline). That isn’t surprising, anyone that’s seen the two of them can tell that they aren’t the kind of people that become friends

And Ross hates him

He hates his foul mouth. It’s a mystery, honestly, how that man can’t go two sentences without dropping profanity. Does he really have no other way to express himself? A way that’s less aggressive and more sensible. Clearly not, much to Ross’ chagrin

He hates his clothes. Mostly black, leather, denim, sometimes band shirts. His work uniform is similar, but he throws a blazer on to look “professional”. Ross tells himself he’s too old to dress like a wannabe rockstar. They aren’t necessarily skin-tight, but they cling. Wrapping around his body and left every angle, every juncture, well-outlined. Especially when Lisgoe puts one, or both, hands on his hips, pushing his jacket out of the way to expose more of his lean frame

He hates that he smokes. While he doesn’t have an addiction, Ross has watched Lisgoe smoke whenever he’s been in the mood to do so. And, despite having done it the odd few times himself in moments of extreme stress, he thinks it’s nasty. At least Lisgoe has the decency to roll his own cigarettes when he comes over. Nimble fingers spreading tobacco along a thin strip, knuckles shifting as he rolls and his tongue teasing up the side to seal it. Cigarette between his fingers, lips around the end, it’s as if he owns the place. He tilts his head back and sighs gently through slightly parted lips, puffing toxic smoke into the air

His throat is slender

Ross also hates that Lisgoe just asks him to come over out of the blue

Yet he never wants to say no, and he never does. In fact, their time together has steadily started to become more frequent. Again, he never says anything when he receives  an invite. Nor does he turn Lisgoe away when he shows up at his door

Not even when he bangs on the door and, without even saying hello, goes “did you take my lighter?”

“Why would I take your lighter?”

“Because I gave it to you and you never gave it back.”

“And why would you give it to me?”

“Ross, I’m not a fucking convict. I don’t need questioning, just give me back my lighter.”

“I don’t have it!”

Lisgoe barges his way in and starts turning the house inside out for this damn lighter

One that he isn’t going to find at this rate

The lighter that, for reasons he doesn’t care to admit to himself, is currently in Ross’ back pocket

“Tearing my house to pieces won’t get your little zippo back.”

“That little zippo’s going right up your arse if you don’t help me look.”

“For someone that isn’t addicted to smoking, you’re quite attached to that thing.”

“It’s fucking engraved! Cost me 25 quid, I want it back and I know you have it!”

Leaning against the doorway of the living room, Ross folds his arms and watches as Lisgoe starts throwing pillows off the sofa

He’s got such a temper on him... Ross can’t help but chuckle

That’s when Lisgoe’s focus snaps onto him

Damn that man and his hearing

“Is something funny?”

No response

Lisgoe grits his teeth and strides over, standing directly in front of him. His  volume lowers and his voice comes out breathy and sharp

“Where’s my fucking lighter, Ross?”

Ross hates the way his eyes stab through his chest, wringing his insides and pinning him in place

“I don’t have your lighter.”

They don’t stop staring at each other. It’s like Lisgoe is forcing himself into his mind, dragging out every thought

Ross hopes he isn’t, for many reasons

When he tries to walk away, he finds his waist being grabbed tightly, with the palm of Lisgoe’s other hand pressing into the space above his head. Even though there’s only around two inches between them, Lisgoe manages to look down at him

Again. Stillness

Ross has no idea what Lisgoe’s thinking. No idea what he might do. The swirling in his stomach that gives him is one he could really do without

The hand on his hip rips itself away and, before Ross can ask what’s happening, it plunges into his back pocket, groping and rummaging through it

He hates that it makes him gasp softly

He also despises seeing Lisgoe raise his eyebrows, holding up the lighter

“Why would I take your lighter, Joseph?” He mocked “I don’t have it!” He stuffs it back into his own pocket “What the fuck did that achieve then? Wanted to make me look like a twat?”

Ross just looks at him with a steely expression, refusing to let him feel as though he was getting to him

In the silence, Lisgoe’s eyes drag up and down him, then he smiles. As if he has him all worked out

Ross tries to focus on the knot in his stomach, which does more harm than good

“Back pocket.” Lisgoe’s head tilted to the side, speaking in a demeaning tone “Bit slutty, if you ask me.” He put his lighter into his own pocket, then stuck his hand in Ross’, letting his palm rest there “Could’ve gotten a handful-“

“Are you leaving?”

“-unless that’s what you wanted.”

“I said ‘are you leaving’.”

“I will. At some point.”

Ross rodd his eyes with a frustrated tut. His head is muttering about the arrogance of this man when he feels his hips being moved forward, then slammed aggressively into the wall. The groan of pain that followed is cut short by a grab to his chin

“Don’t tut at me.”

Not sure of what else to do in retaliation, Ross just shoves Lisgoe against the other side of the doorway. He instantly finds himself being pushed off, then dragged by the arm and flung against the pillow thrown onto the floor prior

By now, Ross has scrambled onto his back and adjusted his glasses, his eyes dragging up the legs either side of his hips until they meet the smug face of Joseph Lisgoe

If he could speak, he’d tell him... that’s the thing, he knows that he wouldn’t even tell him to leave

Feeling the other man straddle his waist, Ross tried to grab for his hands as they came towards him. They stayed there, scuffling, for a few seconds until Lisgoe managed to grab onto his wrists and slam them into the ground

“Admit it, Ross.”

Again, Ross says nothing. He just stares

“Admit,” Lisgoe lips quirk into a cocky smirk “that you took my £25 lighter and hid it in your back pocket just so I’d touch you.”

“Didn’t expect you to grab for it. Didn’t even expect you to find it.”

That arrogant look doesn’t falter for a moment

“So you just wanted an excuse to see me again.”

“Don’t make me out to be some obsessed teenage girl.”

“Would you rather I treated you like a cheap slut?”

Why now? Why are my insides knotting now?

“You’re a pain in the backside, Joseph, you know that, right?”

“I could be.”

Ross rolls his eyes again, resulting in his chin being grabbed again, then Lisgoe’s hand moving down to hold his throat

He knows he has to hate something about this, but his head is fuzzing and his body’s getting warmer and warmer. So, needless to say, he isn’t thinking as rationally as he’d have liked

“We always end up like this, don’t we?” Lisgoe’s voice becomes enticingly soft “Endless loop, really. You can say you hate me all you want, but we both know where that goes.”

Ross wants to deny it, but he can feel heat tearing through his body and seeding his mind with impure thoughts

“I never said I hated you. I just can’t stand you sometimes. Like now, for example.”

“I know. You can’t stand my swearing, can’t stand my clothes, can’t stand my voice,” he leans down until his lips brush against Ross “can’t stand how good it feels when I touch you, can’t stand when I kiss you so hard you can’t speak afterwards.”

It’s clear as day, what he wants, but Ross would hate to give it to him so quickly. Using his leg to propel himself, he manages to switch their positions and stand up

They stare at each other

Ross heads for the kitchenette, back to Lisgoe as he makes his way at a leisurely pace

Suddenly, he feels the back of his neck being grabbed and his whole body being flung against the surface of it. As he turns around and sits on the counter, Lisgoe’s hand shoves at his chest, pinning him down

“You’re so fucking hot, you know that, right?”

“Out of the blue, don’t you think? ‘Specially after throwing me about like a ragdoll.”

“You’re my favourite toy, what can I say?”

Ross feels a hand hook under his knee and pull his leg up into a bend before travelling to grab his thigh. He wishes his breathy whimper hadn’t given him away so much

“You know, you’re not as tough as you think you are.”

Lisgoe’s eyes narrowed and his head twitched slightly

“S’cuse me?”

“You come in, stomping about like you’re somebody, when we both know you’re not always in control.” He sits up, eyes flicking to Lisgoe’s lips as their breathing intertwines “Could pop you like a champagne bottle, drain you, then watch you shatter.”

Ross watches the way Lisgoe closes his eyes, his jaw tightening as he exhales. When their eyes met again, he runs his tongue along his teeth, pressing his body closer

“And I could snap every bone in your body like twigs and you’d beg me to hurt you just that little bit more.”

Not that he wants to be the one to give in, but the fizzing sensation becomes unbearable and he grabs Lisgoe’s shirt and wrenches him towards him

Their bodies rock together as Ross tries not to let himself get lost in the kiss, something he always finds himself doing

Don’t get distracted by his voice

Don’t get distracted by his lips

Don’t get distracted by his dry wit

His intense eyes

His nimble hands

His strong shoulders

A hand threads through Ross’ hair and another grabs his hip, controlling his movements as the kiss deepens

“Mph... mhm... ... mm-mhm...”

It drives Ross mad, truly insane, the way Lisgoe sounds. His tone is direct, his accent so inexplicably satisfying, but it’s these moments, where it becomes breathy and soft, where his realise how monumentally screwed he was

“Joseph,” his voice was barely above a whisper “this- a-ah... this can’t keep happening.”

“Hm, d’ya wanna stop then?”

Ross answers a little too quickly, but he doesn't care. By now, pretense was pointless

“I’d hate to be kept waiting.”

[lkluvsu]

thoughts about jules x pedri

it’s been a bit i forgot to answer this ask even after i texted pedriandgavi about it 😔 so here’s a treat (this is all her btw not me) from the dms

On a general and non-rpf note I think they’re very, like… nuanced. I think they met for the first time and pedri was this arm and kind presence who was never far from laughter – just this KID with a charisma you couldn’t help but be drawn in by. He had energy, a hunger to play, was still the brand of in love with football that had him kicking a ball around on the field any chance he got, while others around him clustered in groups. Once they got on the field, the talent was everywhere. Pedri was everywhere, sliding balls through tight spaces, seeing things before they were even there, making jules work for it with a smile tucked at the corner of his mouth as though jules offered a new challenge to him he didn’t know he’d been aching for; he became one for jules in turn, someone to match and disarm. When they got teamed up, there were sparks of combability – moments when they synced up and football felt as easy as it had done when he was a child and playing among kids who didn’t quite have his talent, who didn’t quite keep up, and that’s what they rendered their teammates to whenever they linked up. Jules was excited to get to know him, how he worked – to build those link-ups up to something lasting and overpowering, to teach and learn and make.

Jules branded him a younger brother; saw others tease him and saw him take it with ease, never rise to the bait, and got intrigued. Started calling him platanito to get a rise out of him, but faced a pedri who just smiled crookedly in turn, delight dancing in his eyes as though it was a term of endearment, and with anyone else jules would have dropped the nickname immediately, would curse the lack of fueled up response and move on, but he realizes after a while that Pedri’s maybe wiser than he is, more insightful; that the teasing nickname does taste sweet every time he slides it over his tongue, tacks it to pedri’s skin in greeting. Endearment. He’s endeared.

They talk more, the insightful side of pedri comes out more, and pedri becomes someone he can depend on not just on the pitch but off it. they make jokes, chase each other, kick lazily after each other’s ankles; he lets pedri drape a small but strong frame over his own back and half-drags him onwards, with him. likes knowing pedri has become his to protect, in games for work and outside because pedri lets him, trusts him.

Then pedri gets injured. And again. And again. And he’s suddenly older and more mature than he ever should be; torn open and raw with layers of emotion exposed for everyone to see that he has previously kept so tightly knitted to himself. Sadness, anger, fear and grief and DEFEAT all spilling out of him. Jules finds himself turning his back on him in the locker room after the final relapse, ashamed of himself for not stepping up, ashamed for the way he can’t – doesn’t know what to do. Falls into faulty step with him on the way out later and breathes a sigh of relief when pedri leans into him a little, draws comfort as though he knows better than jules does that jules will give it, will give pedri anything, that pedri has become that important to him without him even noticing it.

By now I think they just… KNOW each other and trust each other. While they don’t interact a whole lot in front of cameras, it’s there, and it’s all mixed up laughter and focus and it’s obvious they have each other’s backs.

[mozillavulpix]

So okay, a bit delayed but

the things about the Rain Code ending that confuse me (story and gameplay-wise)

Because I actually really enjoyed the ending but there’s a few parts that I legitimately don’t know why they did it like that, it almost feels like weird game and script oversights

So the final chapter of Rain Code has Very Big Danganronpa vibes.

The main reason being that at the end of the day, it comes down to the protagonist being forced to make an impossible choice.

The choices being:

a) Yuma reaps Makoto’s soul in the Mystery Labyrinth to uncover the truth (and escape the labyrinth he’s stuck in), but this means having to reveal the truth that everyone living in Kanai Ward is a homunculus that’ll turn into a mindless flesh-eating zombie if they’re exposed to sunlight. So they’re vampire zombies.

b) Yuma lets Makoto go, allowing him to keep them in relative safety under the artificial rain cloud where they’re in no danger of harming anyone, but that means Yuma can’t leave the Mystery Labyrinth since the mystery won’t be uncovered and his soul will eventually be consumed from staying there for too long.

Of course, in typical Danganronpa fashion, Yuma chooses the secret third option.

c) He lets Makoto go, but tells him he trusts him to tell the residents the truth himself. If that happens, the mystery of Kanai Ward will no longer be a mystery, so the Mystery Labyrinth will disappear on its own and he’ll be freed.

On paper this is a nice ending, but it’s done kind of weirdly?

1. The game actually physically makes you make the decision of either “Destroy the Labyrinth” or “Remain in the Labyrinth”, but it actually doesn’t matter what decision you make. Even though Yuma’s decision really does come down to “Remain in the Labyrinth”, even if you choose to destroy the labyrinth, the game will act like you chose to remain. I guess it’s because ‘Yuma asks someone to destroy it from the outside’ isn’t exactly either of those choices, but also the game treats it like this is a decision to “Remain” first and foremost.

This is especially weird compared to Danganronpa Ultra Despair Girls and V3. In those games, they give you the option to physically decide between the choices, and if you don’t do what the protagonist chooses to do (ie: “Don’t break the controller” and “Refuse to vote”), you get a nonstandard game over. But that’s not the case in this one. It’s just baffling because they didn’t need to give you the ability to make the choice if it doesn’t actually do anything.

2. It kind of contradicts itself on whether or not Yuma was choosing to sacrifice himself. 

On the one hand, he acts like there’s no way that Makoto would be able to destroy the Mystery Labyrinth on the outside in time before his soul is destroyed. So is the point that he’s choosing to give up his life for the hope that Makoto will find a better solution? Even if that’s the case, he is still resigned he’ll die, so it doesn’t even feel like the game is making him choose a “third option” at all.

But then just as he’s waiting to die, Shinigami suddenly tells him that there’s an emergency exit that he can use to leave the Labyrinth whenever he wanted. She offhand mentions it in an earlier chapter, but you had probably forgotten about it. I guess she didn’t want to bring it up until there was no other option because doing that breaks their contact, meaning he can never use her power again, but also...Shinigami, shouldn’t you have told Yuma while he was still deliberating on that choice? She’s completely silent when he has to make the decision, saying it’s all up to him, but like...coming-of-age story aside, don’t you think you should tell him important details like that before he chooses? Because the game seems to say that Yuma definitely didn’t remember that option.

3. Yuma gets his memories back as a consequence of choosing to break the contract with Shinigami and I’m not sure if that’s supposed to be a good or bad outcome.

Because on the one hand, Yuma’s lost memories are that he’s Number One of the World Detective Organisation, that he’s literally the greatest detective in the world and is said to have the “world’s greatest mind”.

But on the other hand, himself as Number One seemed a bit unhinged and you’d also think Yuma would be conflicted over whether getting back those memories would fundamentally change the person he’s become over the course of the game.

Like, the main thing is the game spends zero time discussing the implications of this if he uses the emergency exit. Yuma is more concerned and upset about the fact breaking the contract means losing his memories of Shinigami. Which is fine, it’s a nice way to end it, but...are you worried about getting your old memories back or not? He literally doesn’t say. It’s like just a side-effect of losing Shinigami and they don’t bring it up at all.

It gives me major Danganronpa 2 vibes, but comparing it to Danganronpa 2 confuses me more than anything. Because in Danganronpa 2, it was clear that Hajime having to wake up as Izuru would risk destroying his entire sense of self. It was only through Hajime’s sheer determination that he changed the rules to force his personality to remain even after the choice was made. We also had a whole epilogue narrated by Hajime that gives an unambiguous answer that he chooses to live as Hajime once the story is over. In contrast, we barely know anything about what Yuma actually *is* at the end of the game. We know he’s choosing to be a detective, but that’d be the case whether he was Number One or Yuma Kokohead. We also don’t know if he has some kind of detective super-brain like Izuru or...Makoto. He just gives Kurumi a letter saying he’s leaving on a journey, and he’s in a place with mysteries, but he doesn’t do any actions on-screen to give us an idea of how competent he is.

Like, at least give Number One a different eye colour or something. It makes no sense that amnesia would change your eye colour to begin with, but this is a game with vampire zombies and a death god that can turn into an anime girl. Realism is not their priority here. It’d help give a clear way to tell the difference between the personalities. Hajime doesn’t show his eyes in the epilogue of Danganronpa 2, but Danganronpa 3 gives him hetereochromia just to nail in that his personality is some sort of combination between the two. Or even just a different outfit. Or a different hat. Why did make him look identical as Number One? It makes it all the more confusing.

anyway, I still enjoyed it. I think it was actually a less confusing ending than Danganronpa V3. At least it was clear on what things were real and what things mattered. 

But I just find it weird because these issues all have very simple fixes. Change the way the player has to make the ‘choice’ at the end. Have Shinigami bring up the emergency exit before that. And make Number One have some noticeable difference to Yuma so we know who he is at the epilogue there. I don’t know why they didn’t do it like that.