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izvmimi · 10 months

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cw: female anatomy, period talk (no blood mention), smut elements, minors dni.

you lay in a dark room, arms tight around a body pillow, the end tucked tightly between your thighs. you've been mostly immobile for the last thirty minutes and irritated from the constant throb in your lower belly. you're sick of this.

your period's hitting you especially hard for whatever reason and the ibuprofen you just took ten minutes ago is taking longer than it should to hit. no relief exists, no position feels comfortable or right.

you're too busy trying to drown out your discomfort in loud guitar blasting through your headphones to realize your favorite person is watching you.

"what's wrong, baby?" his voice doesn't cut clear enough over the music and it's only when he approaches and taps your ankle, tangled a thin blanket, that you open your eyes and realize he's there.

"oh... hi," you answer weakly.

izuku gives you a once over, frowning slightly, then leans forward, shielding your eyes with a hand before he turns on the lamp atop the end table on your side of the bed. he looks again over your body carefully, and your own eyes follow him.

"i'm fine," you mumble.

he twists his mouth to the side, then kneels at your bedside so that he's at your eye level.

"cramps?" he asks.

you nod.

he presses a kiss to your forehead.

"did you take medicine?"

you nod. he pats your head gently for a moment and gives you an empathetic smile. you hold his gaze for a second and then he breaks it hesitantly, disappearing into the bathroom to wash dirt, grime, and whatever else he's picked up in the business of rescuing and regulating, then makes his way back to you just as quickly.

warm and fresh, he fits himself in the space around you, adjusting to the curve of your body, and slowly peeling the blankets off of you so that he is close enough that your legs graze together in your pajama shorts and his chin nuzzles close to yours.

you feel his breath on your neck, allowing the quiet closeness to soothe you. his hand makes its way around your waist, and lowers, pressing itself gently on your lower belly. scarred palms rub as gently as they can on the throbbing pain. he kisses your neck and you sigh.

"tell me if i'm not helping."

your hand covers his and presses harder and you can feel him laugh, the rumble run through both of your bodies. a smile creeps up on your lips.

"you're always helping," you whisper softly. he presses against you still closer, and you let go of your body pillow, casting it aside.

"can i move you?" he asks, gently kissing the skin of your shoulder. you nod again, and he moves you gently, pulling you into his direction. his hand presses against your lower belly still, and he watches for your reaction. your lip quivers and he kisses the lower one, then lets his hand travel lower, slipping below the hem of your cotton shorts. you bite your lip as he waits for your approval. your eyes tell him to go lower, and he does, an index finger tracing the split of your vulva. the touch makes you shudder and he stops.

"no, keep going..." you murmur despite yourself.

he rises to sitting and positions you slowly so that you're on your back. your legs part, as he hangs above you and a finger slips inside you. you whimper, and his free hand moves up your shirt to your neck, and he kisses the skin in between sore breasts.

softly, softly, softly, his fingers tease you apart until your focus is less on waves of pain and more on the drag of one, then two fingers along your walls, the tap of pads of fingers playing clit and all like piano music, the passage of his tongue on your skin. you gasp as you reach crescendo and again, he smiles, satisfied at the deepening of your complexion, expression that is lethargic not from pain but from a soothing pleasure and relaxation.

it's enough to send him into ecstasy himself but tonight he's focused on you. he continues to pamper you with soft words and tongues until you're relaxed and your arms reach for him to hold you close.

"stop being so good to me," you speak softly into his chest.

"never."

you laugh finally, and he's more pleased than anything.

#izuku x reader #izuku smut #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya smut #cw period sex #thoughts: izuku #mimi's notes #daydreams: bnha

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monimccoythings · 1 year

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Tiny and cute!

Here I come with a new one! Thanks to all the shitposts that give me life and inspiration to write this! I think this might be the last one I write of this series for now, because I’m literally out of ideas lol. But it has been really really fun. I really enjoyed it. But don’t worry, I’ll keep posting if I get more ideas.

Ayyy lmao when I get a better quality of the angery boi in a pickle jar I update it. This contains spoilers!!! If you haven’t watched the movie yet, go and watch it now! It’s worth it!

Previous parts: 1 and 2

Next parts: 4 and 5

tags: @loveforfandomsstuff @harpy-space

After so many tiring weeks working your ass off for the minimum wage, you finally got a very well deserved vacation. Which you were totally planning to spend with your friends and your little pal.

He was such a grumpy pants, he cussed you whenever you came close, but deep down inside his little black heart you knew he craved the attention. If only he didn’t try to bite your fingers with his hampter teef.

So, you, Peach, Mario, Luigi and Toad set off on a journey to the Kong Kingdom, a tropical paradise, for a week of unashamedly lazing off. Since nobody trusted Bowser to be left on his own without causing a ruckus (throwing the piano over and over again against the bars of the cage), you so kindly offered to bring him along in a pet carrier. Oh he was big mad now.

Didn’t help that you kept feeding him apple slices through the bars saying “does the Big Boy want his appy slices?” and it certainly didn’t help either that the Big Boy really wanted his appy slices. To make up for the embarrasment, maybe you’d let him take a sip of your Caipiranha plant cocktail.

The Kong Kingdom was something you wouldn’t have even imagined in a thousand years, and you came from the Mushroom Kingdom. Throw tropical paradise, with Aztec aesthetic and Nash Car in a blender, mix it, and that’s what you get.

One of the Kongs kindly took you all to your huts and very wisely ignored all the Traffic regulations and laws of safe driving, which moved you so much, you spent the entire journey with tears in your eyes and your mouth open in a never ending scream of pure terror. Yeah, next time you were walking.

One of the most peculiar traditions of the Kongs that you experienced there was some kind of tournament in a stage that was literally floating on air. You had to say it was a bit awkward when the kinda handsome? and cocky prince of the Kongs invited you all over to ‘smash’. Oh well, it would be way too difficult and weird to explain it to them anyways, and quoting Mario, ‘that was a pipe that wasn’t worth exploring’.

The tournament was like watching a real gladiator battle, but the gladiators had superpowers, and they were monkeys. Of course DK won, since, until Mario, he was the undefeated champion. He was a show off, you were truly impressed and cheering for him. He sent a flirtatious wink your way. And a loud thump was heard from inside the carrier. Awww, potato man didn’t want anybody else catching your attention. That was so sweet of him, actually.

The truth was, that despite this being a bit of a holiday, the real reason you all were there was because the turtle had to answer for his crimes against the Kong Kingdom. Godzilla v. Kong. It was jury duty for your friends, yaaayy.

Apparently Bowser didn’t get the memo. He was absolutely angery, screaming, raging, fighting. There was no way to handle him. To try an coerce him out of the carrier and into a proper cage was a task no Kong was patient enough to endure.

Would have it been easier to handle if he had remained in his temporary enclosure? Yeah, it would, but Kongs were monkeys with deeply rooted traditions, and if the teeny mutant ninja toitle had to be in a cage on the witness stand, then he would be in it, conscious or not. Looks like they had very little regard for the rules of the courtroom, but he had tried to kill them, so they were even.

Nobody took into account the possibility that he would manage to break free and make a run for the entrance. Tbh, it was kinda sad to watch him give the effort of his life trying to get to a door that was like ten feet away from where you all were. Still, no Kong was able to lay a hand on him, given how slow he was and how eager he seemed in getting hit, it was as if they were avoiding him on purpose. Peach would later explain you that given the nature of the power up, if he got hit in any way the mushroom would loose its effect and would turn him back to his original size, which was a big nope.

While the jury was debating wheter let him enjoy what little freedom he would have before he was tricked back into the pet carrier or just pick him and finish it, you had a moment of enlightment. That was it, the moment you had been waiting for for the last months, what you had unconsciously been training for your entire life. This was your moment to shine, your moment to be the hero, your moment to-

“Look at you so tiny and cute!” You gushed, picking him up, mindful of the spikes in his shell. He wiggled, trying to be set free and demanding you to put him down that instant or throw him as hard as you could against the wall. But the only thing you wanted to do was...

* smooch * You kissed the tip of his nose. You had been wanting to boop it since day one, and its scales were as soft as you had imagined. Your life dream had been achieved.

Bowser went very still in your hold. His eyes were wide and his pupils had shrunk with shock. The Kongs looked horrified at you so casually holding a narcissistic and psychotic tyrant like a pet, Peach was awkardly smiling at the eldest Kong, Cranky, while Mario and DK were trying as hard as they could to not burst out laughing. Luigi quietly snapped a pic and quickly hid the phone in his overalls, when the guards shot him dirty looks.

It were a couple of uncomfortable minutes that felt like years for all of you, until someone decided to clear their throat, snapping all out of their stupor. Bowser was still frozen so putting him inside the cage was easy. And so, the trial went on without any more disturbances. Whetever the sentence was, he didn’t hear it, nor did he care. Because his mind was occupied by something else. The kiss.

BONUS SCENE

You didn’t know how it had all started but suddenly there was a loud explosion and the entire castle was on flames. Tumbling, you made your way through a bunch of screaming toads towards the source of the blast. Because you perfectly knew where it had started.

The thick smoke made your eyes watery and you blinked several times, trying to clear your vision through the tears. You coughed several times, your lungs ached and you felt like you were going to pass out at any given moment. But you had to keep going fowards, make sure everyone got out safe. And by everyone you meant every single one of the creatures inhabiting this castle.

Finally, you reached the giantic doors. Exhausted, you tripped and desperately clinged onto the golden knobs, burnng your palms in the process due to the overheated metal. Thankfully, your weight was enough to pull the doorknob and push the door open.

You fell against the cracked marble floor, the only things in front of you were the dark columns of smoke that clouded your vision and the burning roar of the flames in your ears. Until, you saw it.

A gigantic dark shadow with glowing red eyes pulled out from the darkest of nightmarish Hells. The eyes burned with a flaming passion and seemed to be piercing your soul. For the first time in a long time, you felt true fear running through your veins. Still, you were too stunned to move.

A low rumble came out of that disturbing sight. It started to approach you, with every step it took the ground shook, and the less time you had to make a run for it. A shiver ran down your spine at the thought that were you brave enough to run, this monster would catch you in a matter of seconds despite its size.

A sob got caught in your throat when the smoke cleared and you got to see the owner of those eyes.

Your little fella. Your beloved tiny musical tot that played piano. Literally everyone’s warnings against him suddenly came to mind. He was not so little now.

Bowser extended one hulking arm, and with one of his meaty fingers, he dragged a claw through your collarbone without breaking the skin, like some twisted version of a caress. He let out a low purr, certainly deepest than it had sounded merely days ago. “Look at you...So tiny and cute...”

#bowser x reader #bowser x y/n #bowser x you #super mario movie x reader #mario movie x reader #Bowser #y/n #mario movie #x reader

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turbulentscrawl · 4 months

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I love ur Frederick Headcanons!! Can we please get some sfw and nsfw hcs for him??

Happy holidays ;)

SFW

-Frederick is one of those partners who isn’t around a lot. He’s often wholly consumed by music and spends long hours sat at the piano. He keeps a private music room and is strict about people coming in when he’s working. He needs focus. He struggles with prioritizing anything over his music, especially when he’s obsessed with perfecting a particular song. This will a life-long struggle for Frederick, but it is something he’s willing to make an effort towards correcting when he’s in love.

-Refer to his general headcanons post for specifics about his disorders; he requires a lot of grace and accommodation in a relationship. It’s almost certain that you’ll be putting more emotional labor into the relationship because Frederick has to put so much into just regulating himself. He’s easily overwhelmed, and has an avoidant attachment style due to his communication skills breaking down when he’s frantic enough. The best advice I can give is to establish a plan of action with Frederick that you can use on his worst days to help him.

-He’s not a “fun” or “spontaneous” socialite. He’s tired of changing who he is for social settings, of pushing his looks and playing sweet to gain favor. He still has to sometimes…which is why he doesn’t like when his partner suggests activities that would also require it. He doesn’t even want to have get-togethers with your friends, though he is willing to meet them after you’ve been together for a while. He’s not keen on spending a lot of time with them, mind you, mostly because it reminds him that he doesn’t have anyone in his side of things to introduce you to.

-In line with the above, with the exception of performances and networking, Frederick is a homebodied introvert. His date night ideas are often set on your property. A picnic in your garden, maybe? Stargazing? When he has the funds, he likes to hire a private chef to come prepare a nice dinner for you both. He’ll occasionally invite you into his music room to play for you, as well. Any song you’d like! Even if he doesn’t like it. You’re always the first to hear his new songs, and he often dedicates new ones to you.

-Frederick isn’t a bad housemate to have, which is fortunate since he’s there so much. Because he was disowned by his family, he’s had to develop some skills people of his birth typically don’t. He helps with the chores, cleans, and is a fair cook. He still occasionally needs help with little things, but those are few and far between. He yearns to go back to the days of not having to do these things himself.

-Frederick likes when you give him the option of being the dominant partner. That is, he likes when you look to him for decision-making. He does his best to be fair and consider both your opinions, if they differ, and he feels that you deferring to him like that means you have faith in his judgement. This goes for little things too, like just asking him to order for you when you’re out for dinner.

NSFW

-Some of you may hate me for this…but I look at this man and think “foot fetish.” He’s certainly not a pervert about it, but you’ll notice over time that he compliments your shoes a lot (especially heels) and admires any pedicures you show off just a little too intensely. You’re in luck if you like a good foot massage because that’s a go-to foreplay for him. He’s not going to complain about some shapely legs, either.

-Frederick has a very slight oral fixation, too. He’s down for a bit food play as long as it’s not something too difficult to clean up, and he enjoys giving oral. He has a habit of humming songs while going down on his partner; he says it helps him keep a steady rhythm, but honestly who cares because the vibrations from that feel amazing.

-Aside from those, Frederick is pretty vanilla. Due partially to the amount of stress his mental illness causes, he’s not in the mood for sex as often as others. When he is in the mood, he’s more of a “make love” kinda guy. He likes to have romance, to set the mood. Foreplay tends to be several hours long with plenty of sweet flirting, gentle touches, and any other means of building anticipation. He’s not rough in the bedroom at all, and prefers simple, face-to-face positions like missionary.

-He’s always going to have some underlying fears of being used for his looks, so he prefers to be in charge in the bedroom. If you want him to submit to you, he can be convinced, but he needs a lot of reassurance as aftercare or else he’ll silently grow paranoid. (This is also why he’s such a romantic in the bedroom. He needs obvious reminders that love is involved in this act and not just lust.)

-Frederick loses track of time a lot and is used to isolating, but spending a longer period away from him is a sure-fire way to make him desperate for you. You’re going to be gone for a month to visit family? Well, no worries, he’ll be fine…until the last three days. Then, like a switch is flipped, he’s a man starved to the brink of death for his love.

#idv x reader #identity v x reader #frederick kreiburg x reader #idv composer #spicy content #turbulentscrawl

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multifandomfanficss · 11 months

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Why Is This So Surprising?

Adrian Chase/Vigilante x Reader

(With cameos from all of the 11th Street Kids)

Adrian Chase Masterlist

Prompt: The team sees a softer side to Adrian when his partner gets upset.

Warnings: Descriptions of something similar to a panic attack or autistic meltdown

A/N: So funny story this has actually been in my drafts for almost year and I forgot about it because I broke my phone the week I wrote it and got a new phone, but I’m thinking of maybe ending my hiatus and coming back soon. In the meantime I have some old fics I never posted. College and my mental health got in the way and I never got to finish some old WIPs, but I think I might finally be ready to pick them back up again! Hope you enjoy! ❤️🧜‍♂️❤️

You felt your breath catch in your throat as your lungs expand and contract trying to get air in. You were trying to forget about the mission you had just been on and you were having little success. You were able to push down your emotions on the car ride back to the old video store and you were currently staring at the piano, avoiding eye contact, in an effort to block out what Harcourt was saying. If you didn’t hear the debriefing it couldn’t be real, right? If you didn’t hear how terrible the mission went, it just simply didn’t happen. Sadly that wasn’t true. You found it getting harder for you to breathe. You pushed yourself up from your chair, getting ready to walk upstairs to be by yourself for a minute when you’re stopped by Harcourt.

“Where do you think you’re going? I didn’t say you could leave. This is important.” She starts.

“I don’t need a recap of this. Thanks.” You say, continuing upstairs, your voice cracking.

“Hey, (L/N), we all did things we aren’t proud of today-“

“You didn’t do what I did!” You yell at her. Suddenly the room starts spinning. It all just feels too real. You can feel everything and it’s too much. You hear a clock ticking, water rushing through pipes, feet slapping on the pavement outside, the click click clicking of heels, the electricity in the lights, the lights that just won’t stop flickering. You back up into a wall and slide down it, tears blocking your vision. You let a sob come out.

“What are we supposed to do?” Chris asks quietly, standing up and walking closer.

“I don’t fucking know! I’ve never seen them like this!” Harcourt whisper yells. Adebayo stands up and walks over to you, the rest of the team crowding around. They’re making it harder to breathe until you start hyperventilating.

“What can we do for you?” She asks.

“You guys can move the fuck over. Give them some space.” Adrian says, pushing his way through the crowd. “Somebody go get them some water.” He commands and John leaves the room to grab you a glass. “Are you pro touch or anti touch right now?” He asks, but you feel like you’re underwater. You feel like speaking is like moving through quicksand and you just can’t manage it. Adrian slowly puts his hand out towards you, like a wounded animal. He tries to take your hand in his and at first a little jumpy, you let him. He puts your hand over his chest and takes deep exaggerated breaths. “Follow my breathing, okay? In and out.” He instructs you and you breathe together. “You’re doing such a good job.” He praises. When your breathing becomes somewhat regulated Adrian moves so he’s sitting against the wall and you’re leaning against his chest. He’s giving you the pressure you so desperately need, as he sways with you. He brings you back to this planet. Slowly, gravity starts to feel normal again. Now that you can breathe a steady stream of tears starts to flow. He wipes them occasionally as you lay with your ear to his chest, listening to his heartbeat drown out the other noises that were too loud. “It wasn’t your fault. You did your best. You’re okay. Everything is okay.” He reminds you. John hands him the glass of water. “Here, (Y/N), drink this. You need to stay hydrated.” Adrian reminds you, as you take the glass of water. It feels cool against your throat which had previously felt like fire. “Thank you.” Adrian says to John.

“You’re welcome.” John responds. The rest of the team just stares. They’ve been staring the whole time. You don’t even notice the stares and neither does Adrian. Your minds are on more important matters. You completely forget they’re there until they start to speak up.

“How did you know what to do?” Harcourt asks.

“What do you mean?” Adrian answers her question with another question.

“Well we didn’t even know what to do and you say you don’t have emotions.” John comments.

“I say I don’t have emotions like other people. That doesn’t mean I don’t have emotions. I just have them differently.” He clarifies.

“Well you clearly don’t know what to do when I’m crying.” Chris starts. He then clears his throat. “I mean if I had cried you wouldn’t know what to do. Because I never cry! Crying is for babies!” He adds. Adebayo gives him a look and Harcourt slaps him on the arm.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Harcourt whisper yells. You don’t take offense to his comment. You know he has masculinity issues.

“First of all crying is healthy. It’s a fundamental part of human nature. Second of all they’re my partner. We’ve slept in the same bed for over a year. I’d think I’d know how to take care of them. Why is this so surprising?” Adrian roles his eyes at the others while they shrug. Everyone has something to say, but they just decide to keep their mouths shut. As the tears start to slow, you shift in his arms, getting more comfortable. You don’t realize how tired you are until your eyes start to get heavy after you’ve made it to a comfortable position. You look up at him with pleading eyes.

“Can we go home now?” You ask.

“Of course, Babe.” He says, planting a kiss on the top of your head. Adrian moves you off of his lap, stands, and reaches out a hand for you to lift yourself up with. The others wish you well as you collect your things to go home.

“(Y/N), you don’t have to come in tomorrow. Get some rest…and Chase…I’m sorry we underestimated you.” Harcourt tells the both of you. You can’t see your boyfriend’s goofy smile in the dark of the night outside the video store, but you can hear it in his voice as he thanks Harcourt and bids his goodbye. When you get home Adrian puts you in his softest t-shirt and you climb into bed. He pulls you to lay on him and you don’t object. You enjoy the feeling of his chest rising and falling and the sound of his heartbeat. You like that you can hear it better now that his suit is off. It’s comforting. He’s comforting.

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sanctus-ingenium · 1 year

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So the knight sits in the throne to drive the mechs, but where do the enginesmith and the rest of the crew sit in the mechs?

this is a typical battle configuration. for transport to the site of the battle, additional crews ride on top or wherever it's safe, and dismount to set up camp and provide ground support when they reach their destination

i've drawn the chambers really big just for illustrative purposes. there's a platform usually on the head/behind the helm area for lookouts, navigators, and signallers (they use flag signals to communicate with the ground/other beasts)

the throne chamber is the most heavily armoured with an open front protected by a grille of bars. knights go in there. this is the safest place to be when being attacked from above (rip to the navigators). because knights' helms have no eye holes, field of view is not important.

in the chest there's the heart chamber and its great vessels. usually 3 great vessels. this is really cramped and really deep inside the body so it carries a really high risk of suffocation. one enginesmith, usually the senior, essentially 'plays' the heart engine's cylinder block like a piano to regulate it. iirc pantera has something like 112 pistons total, though not all in the heart. the purpose of the heart is to deliver fuel from the furnace to the limbs/neck/weapons systems/whatever currently requires it. the second enginesmith manages the valves which govern where the fuel goes.

in the belly furnace there's space for a very large crew, these guys have to manually inject fuel from the tank (in the pelvic girdle) into the furnaces at the correct rate to keep it the right temperature. they have tons of ventilation to ensure the fires are always going, but it's, again, very dangerous. the fuel can eat through flesh when it's at this temperature and even a small splash can very quickly become fatal. because of the boiling temperatures, there's no ppe. they work shirtless and have to rely on skill and experience to stay safe.

each area has a communications panel which uses a pull cord system or a message tube system (rarer). the cords are painted alternating bands of colours so that it is visually obvious when someone on the other end of the cord pulls it down a notch. it's simple but it works.

the knight's dialogue with the beast allows them to experience the movement of the cords as an extension of their own body, because the cords go through the spine. so any communication between the different chambers is known to the knight.

#the planet symbols are mercury and mars not male and female #setting: mez #not me leaking state secrets #fun fact i was intentionally keeping it a secret that there's guys in there lol but u can read all about it in the chapters i posted #(see my ko-fi)#but yeah those things are full of guys despite public perception of the knight essentially controlling everything and fighting alone

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bliss-is-in-blood · 2 months

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Random (cute) thought on Hannibal and Mischa

The Lecter's Manor/Castle is still around and since Chiyoh is off and is not protecting the properties anymore (I do believe she sent the curious away and the few that wanted to make some urban exploration, off while she stayed). I'm sure some people went looking around.

Especially after Hannibal case resonates worldwide since he's one of the biggest and most impressive Seral killer of the century, whose finally been caugh, it's sure some are going to go looking around the Manor/Castle for fun and investigation.

You probably find video on youtube of people exploring, Lituanian autorities actually have to regulate that but surely some pass in the cracks of the net.

And what if Hannibal familly had a camera and films. That some of those trespassers would ultimatly find and post on the net too. Some would be very damaged but some other are in better condition.

One of the video is filmed by Hannibal's mother who hide at a corner, or at half the stair, it shows Hannibal and Mischa about a year before the tragedy, playing on the floor. Hannibal is literally lying down on the carpet, a book discarded at his side and a very expensive painting between them.

Hannibal took the painting from the wall to show it to her more closely, so she can see the details more clearly, because she was interested by it. He explains some stuff to her and she listen attentively, asking question, engaging with her brother. She has chalk on her hands from studying math on those small blackboard slate / or was drawing some stuff on it, and she's actively putting chalk print on the painting. And it goes on for a while until their mother interrupt their little moment with "Shouldn't you two be studying?" she says it with a laugh. But Hannibal immediatly look up, and with the quality of the video you can't really tell if he's worried, surprised or upset to have been interrupted but he gets up quickly and trot away calling Mischa to get up and follow, which she does without question and follow her brother. Their mother follow them right to the main door where you see Hannibal helping Mischa with her coat and scarf and gloves and Mischa laugh as if she don't understand they could be in trouble. Then they disapears outside, and it's so bright and exposed you don't see much but you guess it's snowy outside. last thing you hear is the mother telling them to get back before dinner.

Another one is just Hannibal and Mischa building a snowman outside and messing around.

Another one, this one it's Hannibal who hold the camera while he and Mischa tries to bake a cake, there's flour everywhere and while trying to hold the camera and mix eggs and flour and sugar the bowl rip away from his grip and fall and Mischa is laughing her ass off in the background, the camera turns to her her fingers covered in blueberries juice she's not sorry to not have been of any help.

Another one is in a more stern setting where Hannibal plays at the piano, he's very focused and it's clear he is observed by a small crowd. Mischa comes around and sit at his side and mess up with some piano keys. He shoo her away and other people are calling for her to stop bothering her brother but when she start to cry and their parent tries to bring her somewhere else, Hannibal call for her to sit back at his side on the bench, which she does, escaping the adults grasp. Hannibal show her a few keys to play, and when she get it correctly start resuming his own play, everytime he can free a hand in the music sheet he show her something else, it's all simple but it goes well with what he is playing.

There is a compilation too, it always start with Hannibal coming home, he's passing the door and you have a young girl screaming and crashing into her brother sometime violently enough Hannibal stumble, but Mischa always ignore the other people around even if it's her parents and welcome her brother first. Sometime he pick her up, always when she a bit less energetic or in a mood. She often tell him she missed him even if Hannibal was away for less than a hour (or so he says) or she ask him what he brough her and those time you see Hannibal pull out a feather or a rock or candy or whatever, and Mischa is always delighted.

You have another one that start at the high of an argument where Mischa is screaming, evidently upset saying "I don't like you, you're not by brother anymore !" and slapping the door of her room. Hannibal calmly return to his own room after looking at the camera with a bit of disdain or indifference. it keep rolling for around ten minutes, nothing happens, until Mischa gets out of her room and goes to knock on Hannibal's room. The door open.

"Can you play with me."

"I'm not your brother anymore, I'm not playing if I'm not your brother anymore." Mischa is clearly upset/frustrated by his comments

"That's not true you're my brother, you're always my brother stop lying !"

"If that's the case then what game do you want to play ?"

"The monster" She says happilly.

"The monster? then you better be ready because it's comming."

and a few seconds later you have Mischa running, happily screaming and laughing while Hannibal run behind her making noise and making sure not to be too fast so she can flee while he pretend he's going to catch her. as if the argument that happenned ten minutes earlier didn't happen.

All those video (and some more) are very cute and now everyone is wondering if they should warn Hannibal those video exist, that they exist for everyone to see, wondering if they should show them to him.

Bedelia tell them they should keep it secret, because even her doesn't have a clue how Hannibal could react to them. She know Hannibal lost the memory of his sister face during his trauma, it's locked away with it and recovering the memory of her face might unlock things nor Hannibal nor anyone dealing with Hannibal would be able to deal with. It's also a bit of a punition, because it might be the only way Hannibal could recover the full memory of her.

Now imagine post-fall, Will inform Hannibal of the existence of those video and when he is ready he can look at them. And he does, feeling safe even if he break down because Will is there to understand him and actually support him and help him deal with some door Hannibal hasn't dared to open, ever.

#HANNIBAL #NBC HANNIBAL #HANNIGRAM #MURDER HUSBANDS #WILL GRAHAM #MISCHA LECTER #HANNIBAL LECTER #sorry if this is a bit cheesy but my brain have been entertaining the idea h24 for two weeks at least #it was requiered to be put out in the world

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beanieman · 9 months

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I love the canon confirmation that Reko uses music as a way to regulate her emotions.

She goes straight to play the piano when Alice gets on her nerves. Afterward she's noticeably calmer, so it's a good coping mechanism that seems to work really well for her!

I love this information about her. It's such a cool character note that I really enjoy as a creative person.

#YTTD Spoilers #Your Turn To Die Spoilers #YTTD #Your Turn To Die #Reko Yabusame #Alice Yabusame

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may-be-rae · 1 year

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The Arcana Headcanons

M6 Giving Comfort

Asra:

Asra can tell something is wrong before you can. The way your shoulders slouch at the counter…. The way you breathe a heavy sign once a customer leaves…. He was attune to you before he shared his heart.

Asra also knows your desire to be independent. He does his best to support you without being overbearing.

It will start with small things. Things that don’t readily come to mind, but are incredibly helpful. Tidying the living space before you come home. Washing the dishes as you cook. Running the bath ahead of time. After a while, it doesn’t take long for you to clue in. They’ll offer a sheepish, guilty smile in return.

Once you’ve figured it out, he won’t be so shy. Asra will ask if you want to talk about it, whether you’d prefer comfort or advice.

In either case, they will want to hold you. If you say no, they understand. But physical touch is a love language to Asra. He isn’t good with words, not when it comes to discussing more difficult topics. They’re much more confident in their physicality - holding you, offering butterfly kisses. It’s the way he most certainly knows how to tell you he loves you no matter how you’re feeling.

Nadia:

Nadia is a child of two equal but opposite personalities. And fortunately/unfortunately those qualities transfer into her relationship with you. (There are positives and negatives to both.)

Like her mother, Nadia is a problem solver. As a Countess, it’s a trait that she has honed particularly well. She can source the best time, place, and people to assist with your problem.

But like her father, Nadia can be emotional, but this is a trait she’s struggled with in her adult life. With Lucio, Nadia was in survival mode and relied on her problem-solving instincts to get her through. Emotions wouldn’t save her at that time, and now she has trouble just being your shoulder to cry on because in her mind it’s the equivalent of letting you suffer.

Although, she understands your perspective and insight into the situation. She’s also spoken to Asra about it, who encourages her that there is a time and place for both. Like Asra, Nadia has started asking which you’d prefer.

If you prefer help, she’s relieved. She’s on it. If you prefer comfort, she’s bemused at first, but slowly grows into it. If you’re someone uncomfortable with displays of emotion, she’ll take you to her tower so you can cry privately. She’ll walk with you around the gardens to help clear your mind, or she’ll play the piano for you in the lounge to help relax you.

In time, Nadia will see your temperament improve, and she’ll feel honored to know that such simple acts from her do wonders to ease your weary heart.

Julian:

Julian is also a creature of dual personalities. One is a product of nature and the other is a product of trauma.

At the core, Julian is a doctor, a healer. His heart is always seeking to better others. However, this good nature has been used against him in the past, so now he worries that any upset is his fault. He’ll rush to fix things in fear.

With you, he’ll begin to understand differently. Still, he tends to be clingy because of his insecurities, but just give him a kiss on the forehead and ask for space. He’ll understand.

In the meantime, he’ll prepare things he knows will make you happy. A cup of your favorite drink, a bouquet of your favorite flowers…. He’ll have them waiting for you when you’re ready.

Julian will insist that you lie down, allowing your body the ability to regulate itself. Deep breaths, sips of water…. If anything, he understands the dangers of acting out of panic and pressure.

And while you rest, he’ll provide plenty of hugs, kisses, and snuggles. The man’s limbs make him a professional cuddler, albeit a bit boney hah. He also knows a lot of grounding techniques. He’ll rub his hands over your arms and massage your hands to help control your spinning mind.

Julian is also surprisingly great at giving advice. He’s been through a lot…. As much as these experiences harmed him, they’ve also armored him. If anything, he’s grateful for the immense compassion and insightful perspectives these hardships have given him if it means it can help you in a time of need.

Portia:

Portia is a mixture of hard and soft comfort techniques. She tends to have an attitude of “keep your chin up buttercup” or making light of tough situation with laughter, which can seem somewhat flippant if you’re more sensitive (nothing wrong with that!). However, it all balances out against her motherly nature.

She’s a very good listener, very understanding and nonjudgmental. You’ll never have to worry about venting to her. She’s great at separating your emotions from her own.

Like her brother, she’s also a professional cuddler. Blankets, pillows, tissues.. she’s got it covered if you need a good, solid cry. She’ll put Pepi on you, too, because she heard that kitty purrs are healing.

Once the initial outburst is finished, she’ll try to get you moving and busy so that you don’t fall into a slump. A romp around the garden, a visit Mazelinka for pirate stories, a trip to the market.

Portia has been through a lot, and it’s her sunny disposition that kept her head above water. Now that life is slower, much calmer, more peaceful… she’s more than happy to be a little sun for you in rough patches.

Muriel:

Muriel is panicked. It amazes him how someone so tiny could be packed with so much emotion.

His stomach did little flip flops when you first had your outburst. But eventually, he relaxed.

You looked so hurt and scared to him that he needed to protect you. His first instinct was to hold you, wrapping you in his embrace and lifting you into his arms. It’s somewhere he knows you’re safe.

Nature is something that calms him, so before you attempt to tell him what’s wrong, he’ll insist on a walk through the woods. He knows the earth has a way of clearing the senses, clearing minds and hearts. He would hate for you to say or do something in the heat of your emotions that you’d regret later.

Once you’ve calmed, he’ll ask what’s wrong. While he may not always have advice to give, he has a steadiness that empowers you to face your problems head on.

While you’re upset, he’ll help you in maintaining a routine so that you don’t wallow in your sorrows. He’ll cook for you, clean your space, bring water, and make sure that you don’t lose touch with yourself.

He’s also big on aromatherapy, lighting incense and placing herbs above the mantle. He’s also heard that blankets are a big aid in these moments, so he’ll bring you a few to snuggle under and send Innana to lay with you. As you rest, he’ll watch over you, run fingers through your hair, and pray to the gods that you awaken in peace.

Lucio:

You didn’t know what to expect of Lucio when you first outburst in front of him, but you most certainly weren’t prepared for how gentle he was.

Lucio has survived his mother. One would think she’d make him callous to comfort, but it’s actually made him very conscious and aware of it.

He immediately dragged you away from prying eyes. He kneeled, got down to your level, and looked you in the eyes. He’d hold you while you cry, he’d sit you on his lap as you voice your woes.

The only caveat is that Lucio’s advice tend to not be the best…. He still has a childish, immature view on the world, so his advice tend to look more of like a giant middle finger to everyone.

Still, he’s 100% on your side, even if you don’t follow his advice. Lucio is aware that he rarely solved any of his own problem in life and trusts you undoubtedly. Whatever you ask, whatever you need, he’s loyal to the end.

#the arcana #the arcana headcanons #asra the arcana #asra alzanar #nadia the arcana #nadia stratinava #julian the arcana #julian devorak #portia the arcana #portia devorak #muriel the arcana #muriel of the kokhuri #lucio the arcana #lucio morgasson

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crookedkryptonitebeliever · 4 months

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Aight so this is fantastical and unserious as hell so you can ignore this if u want, but like what if one day reader just *poofs* and turns into a child, like they just de-ages and turns into their 7 year old self.

Lmao the reason why I ask this is bc I wanna see how deep his hatred of children goes, like would he extend this to a child version of reader?

You would be surprised to know, no. His patience is endless with you, although he is on the stricter side, he is loving and wouldn't dream to use the tactics he used for his child.

Yves would give you kisses, cuddle, and accompany you as long as you asked for his presence. The love he provides wouldn't be much different from the love you receive as an adult, except it's platonic, more handholding through life, more protective, and mildly overbearing. But you're a 7-year-old, you're fine with him being around you 24/7.

It's fun to be with him. He will talk to you, and encourage the development of your speech by conversing about random things. Even things that a 7-year-old probably won't understand, if you're a bit older, you would realize Yves is using you as his diary. But whatever he told you about himself is so boring, so it was wiped out from your mind.

You could just raise your arms to him and he will automatically pick you up, carrying you to wherever you want to go. Or simply having you on his hip while he runs some errands.

Yves utilizes timeouts, calmly explaining what you did was wrong and describing possible consequences if you continue. He will also hear you out, letting you defend yourself and give him your reasoning. The interaction will go smoothly and both parties will have plenty of communication. Once the whole ordeal is over and you sincerely apologize, he will hug you and let you stay in his arms for as long as you want. You could cry, you could smile and laugh. He allows it.

His praises will be genuine, happy that you are showing your best behavior for Yves. He doesn't have a narrow path for you to follow, he allows you to choose your interests, your passion, and will. Unlike his actual child, he would let you try playing the harp or piano, but he wouldn't force you to be a master in it. Yves believes that you should try everything, but it is ultimately up to you to decide what to do.

The two of you would bond by cooking and baking. You could make a mess and he wouldn't lock you in a sensory deprivation chamber. He will make you understand that for every mess you make, you have to clean it up. Yves will teach you valuable skills while strengthening your relationship with him, producing a lot of precious core memories in your life.

He will help you through your emotions. Sometimes you can't express yourself as well, but he will help you recognize if you are angry, sad, excited, or hurt. Yves will talk you through and ease the pain your soul is feeling, helping to regulate your emotions for you. Nothing will seem confusing, as long as Yves is here, you know you will be safe. And everything will be okay.

He coddles you a lot. Cooing when you get hurt, giving kisses to your bandaged wound, wiping the tears off your face. Sleeping in the same bed as you because you're scared of the monsters in the dark, never leaving your sights because you have crippling separation anxiety. Yves lets you learn everything at your own pace, even if you haven't hit a milestone that you were supposed to years ago, he is fine with it. He will continue to care for you, teach you with gentle words and touches, and love you to the fullest.

Yves lets you be a normal kid without any of the horrifying consequences. You will feel valued and loved unconditionally. You will be heard and you will be seen.

His actual child would be furiously punching in the air watching how he treats de-aged you.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere male #yandere concept #yandere x you #tw yandere #yandere oc x reader #male yandere oc x reader #tw infantilization #platonic yandere #oc yves

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birdofmay · 1 year

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This is my Spotify playlist to regulate sound input after meltdowns or shutdowns:

It goes from sounds I can handle best when I can't handle sounds at all (1 to 9), to piano only (10 to 14), to piano and other instruments simultaneously (15 and 16), to deep pulsating/rhythmic sounds with later nice high sounds now and then in it (17 to 20), to chill electronic songs with all kinds of deep and high sounds in it, to finally "Ok, time to blast your brain away" (the last two songs).

A friend of my brother made a playlist for me when I was younger and many songs are from his old playlist.

#Spotify #me trying to be informative

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matchbet-allofthetime · 10 months

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Okay here's some of my personal RE HCs because no one is stopping me.

These are in no way like the be-all-end-all for hcs (everyone has their own ofc and i have so many overlapping concepts, so feel free to share!!) but I wanted to post these anyways

This is really long, so...

Enjoy under the cut!

Wesker

───✦ He/They ───✦ Pansexual, demiromantic ───✦ Agender (gender is meaningless for him personally) ───✦ Built like a god damn refrigerator. Just a fucking rectangle of a man. ───✦ Ik this is canon but I love it, so I'm adding it anyways- he originally covered his eyes with his glasses to hide the emotions he deemed his greatest weakness and later did it to hide irritation and his eyes ───✦ I think part of the reason he did it was because Chris came to him looking like a kicked puppy one day after Wesker scolded him and Wesker got the softest look on his face for Chris, so he always wore glasses from then on ───✦ He's super proud of Chris and wishes, despite everything, that they could be like old friends again. He misses how carefree and nonchalant Chris used to be before all the outbreaks hardened him into more of a machine than a man ───✦ Actually really hates Umbrella, but tolerated them and used their resources for his own experimentation and ideals ───✦ I know that in canon, he's about 6' 3" or 190 cm, but I think he towers over everyone at somewhere around 6' 5-6' 9". He isn't built like a boulder like Chris is (pun intended) but he IS taller and I like making height differences more dramatic ───✦ He really loves rain and fog. ───✦ His AW Model Samurai Edge has his initials carved right under the short barrel of the gun, right where you attach a silencer- and he has Chris' initials carved right in front of the trigger. He thinks of it as a way for Chris to 'keep him doing things in the right direction'

Chris

───✦ He/Him ───✦ Bisexual ───✦ AKFHSKFNEJ THIS MAN IS MASSIVE. He is super huge. Fuck canon he's 6' 5" because LOOK AT HIM IN RE8, PLEASE- ───✦ Asian-american (his facial features in vendetta? pfft, please, this man is asian. I think Korean personally.) The name Redfield is of Scottish origin, but I think his american family fled from scotland to escape the British regime similarly to what my family did ───✦ Canonically can't read during a flashback, which is probably referring to him being unable to read sheet music specifically, since he's trying to read the sheet music at the grand piano- but this just makes me think he's a slow reader and has dyslexia ───✦ I think he's super flirty but also is oblivious ───✦ Adhd all the way ───✦ Super messy handwriting because his mind moves faster than his hands, so it's just the messiest half-cursive scrawl ───✦ Looks like a grinning felon on his license and has since he got his learner's at like 15. He just keeps looking more like "yeah I committed that crime and I'll do it again" every time he goes in for a renewal ───✦ Really loves cars and armoured vehicles in the same way Leon loves motorcycles ───✦ Hates Leon's drinking habit while Leon hates Chris' smoking habit ───✦ They come together eventually to help the other stop their addictions and it mostly involves lots of snuggles and pancakes ───✦ Really loves that Ethan is Canadian because Ethan can and will special order authentic maple syrup solely so Chris is happy and he loves authentic syrup so much he can damn near drink it straight from the bottle

Krauser

───✦ He/They or He/Him ───✦ Bisexual ───✦ German-american (as a German-american myself, it makes sense based on his name and his need to do busy work (his off-days merc work) just to feel like he's doing something worthwhile. In German culture, being able-bodied and able to work is a super big societal standpoint that is thankfully changing some) ───✦ He's actually an incredibly anxious individual. He finds the cut-and-dry rules, schedules, and regulations of the army and the relative-freedoms of his mercenary work are good for him regulating himself ───✦ He really likes Leon. Thinks he's a good kid (even though they're so close in age) and wishes him well in life. ───✦ Loves snakes. So much. It's on his blade and he hated killing that snake to protect Leon during the Darkside Chronicles cutscene, but Leon mattered more ───✦ Part of the reason he's such an ass and so cold is because he doesn't like many people and has difficulty interacting outside of yelling at them to train them or smart-mouthing people who deem themselves his 'superior' ───✦ Actually really doesn't like the government for a lot of reasons ───✦ Had a second blade custom-made for Leon so they could match ───✦ Really likes cuddles and is a human heater

Merchant

───✦ He/They/It (sometimes refers to himself as 'we', sort of in the local-english dialect kinda of way, as in a singular 'we' but I also have a theory regarding the blue/purple flamed lamp you always see with him, but that's a whole can of worms) ───✦ Pansexual, panromantic ───✦ Nonbinary. Can be amab or trans afab, but prefers being deemed more masculine ───✦ British-english; just likes to travel the world ───✦ Older than he lets on and joins the Duke for dinner a few times a year. They bond over shared experiences and intriguing customers ───✦ Long dark brown/straight hair, tied into a ponytail down the base of his head. ───✦ I think he's either really scrawny or he's fluffier and stockier under his coat than he appears ───✦ He has facial scars, mostly consisting of a few slashes from knives or similar and a scar that curls across the left side of his face ───✦ This particular scar ruined part of his lips and shows some of his teeth even when his mouth is shut, which is one of many reasons he wears his mask. Can't go around scaring his customers, can he? Bad for business! ───✦ His eyes ARE blue, but in fact glow under low-light conditions and glow when he's under intense emotions (ex. stress, anger, extreme happiness, etc) ───✦ They flash this sort of red-orange similar to Wesker's eyes when he's irritated too or when he gets impatient, but it's easy to miss ───✦ He also has a weirdly long split tongue and the further up it you go, you start to see these soft little barb-like features. They curl and stretch whenever your fingers brush over a particularly flavour-sensitive spot or press too hard ───✦ Really good at cooking ───✦ Has a special interest in weaponry of all kinds and enjoys working with his hands ───✦ Incredibly fond of Leon and makes sure he's well taken care of whenever he gets the chance ───✦ Autistic

Ethan

───✦ He/They ───✦ Cisn't (amab or afab, but I lean toward amab) ───✦ Canadian/american ───✦ The shadow thing on his face is actually caused by his 'death' in Louisiana. He's not sure why it happens and can kinda turn it off, but it follows his face regardless of light conditions. In darker/fully dark environments, all you have a chance of seeing is the glint or even sometimes glow of his eyes. You only see the ring of colour of his eyes during these moments. ───✦can and will scare people with what remains of the megamycete- ie making himself look a little too cryptid-like ───✦ Similarly to the Lords (primarily Salvatore Moreau) he has these tentacle-like appendages that can sprout from his back that he uses to freak people out. The Lords still aren't so used to it ───✦ Has adhd and autism ───✦ IT tech genius, computers are his special interest ───✦ He is a sarcastic ass when he wants to be and gets even more feral and angry now thanks to the megamycete ───✦ He is super tired and has insomnia issues half-thanks to Louisiana and the Village and half-thanks to his natural insomnia problems (mood my guy) ───✦ Like smart-assing Heisenberg frequently, but also enjoys having long philosophical or tech-related convos with him ───✦ Surprisingly close to Chris and later Leon ───✦ Finds the Merchant hilarious

Leon

───✦ He/him or he/they. I sometimes write him a cis amab sometimes trans. Often trans. Nonbinary?? Idk, but I like him being a gnc type guy. ───✦ Bi or pan, but demiromantic and demisexual too ───✦ Struggles with his own touch-starvation and even now, loud noises scare him a lot when he's not on the job. He's always worried about another unprepared breakout like the events of RE2 ───✦ Romanian/american (a thought I've had since RE4 2005 back when I played the game in like,,, 2014. I find it funny now that his remake model is Romanian from what I understand lol) ───✦ Still has remnants of Las Plagas running through him, but his blood kinda neutralized it to make a 'perfect monster'-type effect. ───✦ As a result of this, he can essentially 'shift' his body in weird ways and create the equivalent of the arms on the Los Iluminados insignia (yanno, with the four arms kinda like a mantis or facehugger has? yeah, that) ───✦ He doesn't like that it happens but he finds the older he gets, the more used to it he becomes and the more he uses them in sticky situations ───✦ Adhd and autism; really oblivious to social cues which is part of why he jumps into everything headfirst and why he doesn't flirt well. But he tries ───✦ Very soft and can sleep through a nuclear explosion

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persnicketypomelo · 1 year

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Yandere Phantom of the Opera Musical vs. Book (pt. 2)

part 1

Book

Enjoy this Lon Chaney GIF since I don't know what else to put.

Ah, Leroux’s Erik…probably the more terrifying of the two.

With a skeletal frame, sunken nose socket, and death-tinted skin, it is far harder for the novel version of Erik to assimilate with others than his musical counterpart.

(It is quite funny how the musical version has opted for a wig whilst in the novel he embraces his baldness—save the few tufts of hair at the front of his head)

Not to mention his yellow, cat-like eyes that burn with an intensity that hurts to look at.

He is mysterious and collected, but rather than charming, he is horrifying.

The Phantom would far rather use his abilities to extort what he wants than to use charm.

We have seen the mischief he gets up to with optical illusions and a thorough knowledge of the opera house he built.

Meeting him and garnering his affection would be far more up to chance than with the musical Phantom.

Jaded from experiencing the horrors of humanity, his tolerance/kindness towards people is very limited, extending only to the Persian (and even his patience with him wears thin) and Madame Giry.

To become interested in you, you must have managed to have impress him in some way.

Perhaps you extend an act of kindness towards him, or perhaps your talents as a performer in his opera house catch his attention.

Depending on how you pique his interest, his plans to contact you will be different.

As a singer, he will opt to tutor you from behind the walls, relying on his voice to calm you if the presence of a disembodied voice frightens you.

If musical Erik’s voice is beautiful, then novel Erik’s voice is angelic.

If you intrigue him through a different means, he will prefer to send you notes, and it may alarm you where you find them.

You might come home to find one in your pillow or at your door, but I think he would prefer to attach it to your clothing.

For example, you may find a slip of paper in your pockets or fastened to your coat.

He prefers to remain unseen and unnoticed. Once you do see him, it would already be too late.

Erik will only reveal himself, even with his mask, once he can assure you won’t escape him. So if he appears before you, then it’s safe to say he plans on kidnapping you, at least temporarily.

He has a fantasy of living a happy, domestic life after everything he has been through, and you are a projection of that.

Living with him, you will find him to be emotionally volatile—prone to intense anger, despair, and joy. He has no ability to regulate his emotions, and his obsessive tendencies are an extension of that.

If you take off his mask, he will burst into a fit of rage, maybe physically hurting you in the process (though he wouldn’t ever do so intentionally). Afterwards, he will be glued to his piano, and you will hear his sobs from many rooms over.

Unmasking Erik would only make him tighten his leash around you.

Before you might’ve been able to convince you to set you free, if you reassure him you would still come visit him, but now he is set on not letting you go.

More than anything, he craves love and acceptance, and if you offer it to him (either sincerely or as an act), you could persuade him to give you back your freedom with time.

#erik phantom #phantom of the opera x reader #phantom of the opera #the phantom of the opera #gaston leroux #erik destler #poto #x reader #reader insert #headcannons #headcanon #drabbles #yandere #obsessive #pt 2 of 2 #lovesick

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mostdefinitelyahumanperson · 5 months

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the Ninja's favorite holiday foods

by someone who doesn't celebrate and therefore has only vague and incomplete knowledge of said foods. also fuck in-character writing, i do what i want

Kai : super-duper-spicy-hot chicken wings ! and before you come in and tell me "that's not holiday food" i'll have you know, his favorite holiday is the Superbowl, mkay ?

Cole : mashed potatoes. lotsa butter, garlic and herbs. he'll use an entire bag o' taters to make a gargantuan batch, and then shovel the whole thing in his big ole mouth using a big ole serving spoon. it's true, i saw him do it.

Lloyd : that little fuckshit likes bread sandwich, because it reminds him of his family (someone beat him up please). white bread cut horizontally for Zane, sopping wet canned asparagus for Nya (wet.. water powers... it makes sense okay shut up), egg salad for Jay (because she hasn't realised she's a girl yet), cheap ham for Kai (you know why), and the thick layer of cheese whizz covering everything represents the warm protective embrace of Cole. the overwhelming horror that grasps one's soul when in the vicinity of this recipe reminds him of his dad :)

Zane : he doesn't eat, however he enjoys the technical challenge that is the making of the tripple-stuffed turnek. turkney. turkey. it's turnek stuffed with chicken stuffed with a surprise :) (the surprise is salmonella you fuckshit)

Jay : idk. probably likes. uhh. girl idk. yeh that's right she likes to eat girl. boss. girlboss.

Nya : she likes potato candy, because that's all her brother knew how to make when she was a kid (he sucks at cooking), so it's super nostalgic for her

Pixal : she doesn't eat, and she's sick and tired of that fucking tripple-stuffed turknek giving everyone toilet-blowing disease. she attempts to destroy the tunkney every year, and fails each time. one year she turned the oven to 1000 degrees to burn it, but turns out it contained cake, not turken. Cole cried. another year she threw it in the trash, but Zane found it and served it anyway. he has no concept of Health and Safety Regulations. this year she's thinking of dropping a piano on it. or mayhaps an anvil

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yarrayora · 10 months

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This is an art I already posted way back then in my old blog, but I'm reposting this again to talk about The Eves, specifically those who can't and won't be considered adults yet by their environment.

There is a memorable quote by the developers of Rule of Rose, a horror game about the kind of cruelty children are capable of:

We wanted to depict the darker side of children. Not really dark, per se, but if you really think about kids, they aren't really afraid of the same things that adults are, and often aren't aware of the consequences. Something that may seem benign to them may seem wrong or frightening to adults, but it's really just a form of innocence.

And my first thought was Iduna and her weapons and the life she unknowingly took while developing tools of wars like she was playing with legos. And my second thought was Mahiru and how he would willingly jump into dangerous situations that would make anyone else freeze his fear because his greatest fear is not dying. It's to be alone, and if he ends up alone then death will be a salvation.

And I think about Misono, growing up surrounded by people that other mages would recognize as those things those monsters who stole away their children to feed themselves because children can't fight back the way adults can. But they are different because they are his family.

And I think about Licht playing his piano, continuing his concert even as his contracted vampire killed the other vampires trying to kill him. The danger and the massacre didn't bother him as much as how Lawless was putting up a front of a sadist who only cared about hurting others.

And I think about Tetsu, cradling the body of a toddler riddled with bullets. Holding him protectively as he confronted the shooter and begged for Nicco's understanding even while facing the barrel of a gun straight to his face.

And you can argue that this courage makes sense because this is a manga, of course the teenagers are courageous. But we were shown Mahiru shaking in fear the first time he managed to block a bullet, a mundane attack that yanked him back into reality after fighting with and against magic. To him this is real, he was about to die from a gunshot.

Not to mention Iduna's arc talked about how weapons are regulated because they exist and have been used to harm others. That is the only reason people know that it's important to keep those in check.

But, you see, the things adults find terrifying and dangerous are things they deem less important than what they are fighting for. In the end, these children dressed in pure white while leaving behind bloodied footprints are just innocent children after all.

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