#but he doesnt have to stop being angry to do those things you know

[4pfsukuna]

Hiii❤️can you write some headcanons about sukuna with a asexual reader? It could be modern sukuna or any version. Of course you dont have to if youre not comfortable with it🙏

OMG Can i? This is my first request you can bet Sukunas masochism i can! Originally i had no idea what to write and then i had 17 ideas.

Then i began writing couldn’t save it as a draft it got deleted so now here’s the second idea i had.

It’s not often someone steals Sukunas attention but you do it with ease.

At first he’s annoyed by the way you stare at him with a deadpan gaze. No thoughts, no emotions just gaze.

He’s used to either fear, adoration or lust but you just give him a blank stare it’s torture…he kind of likes it.

• He likes listening to you read, sing and cook you do those things with such passion it engulfs you to the point of you forgetting he’s there.

That’s when he takes the time to Admire  your hair, dark pink curls that resemble the soft texture of cotton Candy… kinda smells like it to. (It’s vanilla) 

and no matter how many times you swat his hand away he cant help it…its pretty. Like you.

He’s infatuated and how dare you not be equally infatuated with him as he is with you?!

You get lots of…gifts. The head of a goat, skull of…something and the blood of your enemies. You don’t want to question how he got any of these things.

“What? Why do you not look happy?” He questions yet youre speechless unaware of the same dead gaze you’re still giving him. He cant read it but he knows its not joy.

“I shower it with gifts and yet still no emotions, these human things are so confusing”

“I’m not a thing or an it im a human and im not emotionless im asexual” 

Now its his turn for the blank stare except you can read his and hes completely confused.

You laugh at his idiocy, how can you not. Or maybe the irony of someone like Sukuna trying  to get you to show emotions.

He wants to hate you laughing at him but he likes the way your plump lips reveal your sharp teeth and you’re shaking with laughter.

He definitely ask uraume about asexuality. Uraume just stares— the same stare you give and it dawns on him uraume is also asexual. 

Sukuna is very hands on hes just adapted to different ways.

Biting? Yes he will bite you just for his own shits and giggles. Hard enough to leave bite marks but never enough to break skin…ok maybe once but he thinks its okay because your blood didnt make him want to eat you.

hes learned your blank stares at this point and this one means you think he’s an idiot.

He also will just randomly pick you up and sit you on his lap as you rant about the characters in your book. And when you think he isn’t listening…

“Sweetheart if they were real id dismember them and make a necklace of their blood for you to wear” he promises wrapping a curl of yours around his finger ignoring the countless times youve told him to stop touching your hair.

This results in you biting his hand. 

He likes having his hair played in, he won’t say it aloud but the soft groans he lets out that turn into snores is all the confirmation you needed.

Imagine how angry he was waking up to an empty bed, hair not being played with to see you talking to one of the guards in the middle of the night.

“Jealousy doesnt suit you, king Sukuna” and he hates when you call him that as if you were nothing more than just a servant and he meant nothing to you.

He uses all 4 arms to make sure he doesnt wake up in the mornings without you. Sometimes he’ll peak one if his eyes open and it’s never long before you feel his gaze and smile.

“Im still here… Now go to sleep before i poke you in your eye” Did you just threaten him? He smirks turning his head the other way… he wasnt willing to risk that.

You sometimes wondered if being asexual bothered him… it didn’t. He like that someone just wanted to spend time with him no fear, no lust, no requirements to do or be anything.

Especially after a long day of being king he just wants to rant about how annoying everyone is especially you since you weren’t there because you were soooo busy.

You went shopping with uraume, who seemed to like you for Sukuna. Though After spending the day with uraume you understood why they were bestfriends. Uraume was equally as unhinged just quiet.

He hates when you use your pointer fingers to direct his frown literally upside down. And your giggle that you let out… he needs to punch something— or turn away so you cant see him actually smile.

When it comes to dates he takes you to grand places he’s not a date person. He heard you talk about stars once so he takes you to the top of the castle and explains each constellation watching the way you hold onto every word with fascination.

Or he shows you his domain for the first time and tells you about war stories and as you look around at the piles of skeletons you notice this may be where he got the skull he gave you as a piece of him. 

You realize he might have a crush on you.

Or the day he avoids you completely after you yelled at him about plucking a fish from water just because only to wake you up at 2am to show you the koi fish pond he had installed with so many different colored fish.

Hes shocked when your tiny body hugs him, laughing in pure excitement before leaning over the lake admiring each and every fish.

Its when you turn back to him the same adoration on your face this time aimed at him that his brain lags for a second. He finally… FINALLY got what he’s been wanting for so long.

and like the greedy man he is he wants more vowing to say yes to whatever you want.

He doesnt process you running back into his arms with pure excitement until you speak.

“Can we get more? I think a bigger lake. Sukuna could you imagine a wall in our bedroom with these fish? Or a secret mini pond in the throne room that can only be accessed by us” 

And the sounds of we, our bedroom and us along with the way your bright eyes gaze up happily and hopefully at him makes his insides hot. 

You never talked about the status of your relationship but he was yours the moment you gazed at him with that deadpan expression. And the way his name rolled off your lips through your razor sharp teeth infatuated does nothing to explain how he feels about you.

#sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen #sukuna x you #sukuna x black reader #sukuna x y/n #sukuna x oc #sukuna x asexual reader #jjk x reader #jjk x black!reader

[the-s1lly-corner]

Sending this because I think Tumblr might’ve eaten it, but did you ever receive a request for the TADC crew with a small, but EXTREMELY feisty S/O? Tumblr has a bad habit of eating my asks when I’m on anon I’ve found. 😭

TADC crew w/ a short and feisty reader!

hello hello anon! im so so so sorry for not seeing this sooner :( i truly did not mean to take so long to answer this! rechecking through my inbox, i dont see the original request :( but ill be answering it here so not to worry! getting silly by hopping onto my laptop/computer since its in the dining room rn and this way i can keep an eye on my macarons (literally not baking them, drying them out before i do and i wanna make sure no one touches them)

CAINE:

honestly in the most blunt way possible i think he might actually be into it. he always liked him someone who has a little bite in them (and by always he means like, when he first met you because its highly likely youre his first partner)

if you get all riled up trying to defend him he might comically tug on the collar of his shirt, of which steam will stream out of... doesnt have much of a preference for height, but with you being on the shorter side it makes carrying you around a little less awkward!

POMNI:

absolutely taken aback when you just let it rip one day and you go off on someone (most likely jax lets all be real here for a minute), just stands there appalled before you eventually calm yourself down and turn your attention to her

not to yell at her, she hasnt done anything wrong

honestly... nervous anxious ball x angry defender is probably another trope of mine that i think about every so often, but honestly i love it so so much. thats literally just the embodiment of you and pomni's dynamic

not much to say here unfortunately </3 just that you tend to defend her when things get ugly and you dont tend to stop until the issue is resolved

RAGATHA:

honestly maybe im biased for ragatha because ive grown on her since ive opened requests, but i think that she would be the queen of getting you to chill out when something has you all riled up! is so so kind and doesnt make fun of your height, i mean its not like you or anyone can change it. very good at not making you feel less than for being shorter than nearly everyone else

holds

if you get angry on her behalf and attempt to defend her she would be so so touched, but really most things probably roll right off her back, so she just takes you and walks you away from the scene

JAX:

honestly he thinks its a little funny that you get so worked up over things! probably calls you an ankle biter as a joke, which might make you a little mad. definitely picks you up by the scruff or the back of your shirt or whatever! really any equivalent of that works! jax has an entire arsenal of nicknames for you, all based on your height and energy. he loves seeing the way your face scrunches up a little in disdain when he calls you one of those names. all in good fun, for the most part, but he might let up if its something that makes you genuinely upset...

KINGER:

okokokokok so we dont know anything about queenie (i think, i must admit i dont keep up with gooseworx at all and am only relying off of the pilot) but i hc her to also be more on the feisty side

is this relevant? really it depends, because i think kinger would be comforted by the familiarity of your attitude, but also this could be a gateway for angst because it makes him think and dwell on the loss of queenie.... up to you!

subconsciously kneels down to your height to talk to you; he doesnt mean to be rude! it just sort of happens! thinks your fierceness is endearing in its own silly way!

ZOOBLE:

probably thinks that you can get a little overwhelming sometimes. i mean yeah sure its nice to have someone in your corner whos ready to help you out but zooble seems to be the type to not seek that help out; and in fact i can easily see them getting annoyed by someone constantly speaking for them. so you guys are going to need to communicate and work on this together lest there be a build of resentment

remember guys resentment is a real thing and it can ruin so much !! communicate!!!

that aside, i dont think they would comment much on your height, they really could not give less of a flying fuck

GANGLE:

torn between having her be intimidated by you or having her also find it endearing (and perhaps even attractive? shy person liking the one who always speaks their mind, you know?) while im not writing these to be explicitly romantic, i dont quite totally comfy with the idea of intimidation in a relationship.. though this can be applied to platonic relationships too... hmm... mayhaps a mix of it all? not quite sure! probably goes to you for tips to be more bold, love the idea of someone teaching gangle to grow a backbone

similar to zooble, no comments on your height!

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

[sweet-villain]

A Treat~ B.H 

Anonymous asked:

omg do a billy hargrove fic where the reader have a big crush on him and always baked him cookies or cake or just homemade stuff where she give him at the cafeteria for lunch but billy got annoyed, angry and snapped at the reader saying that she’s too “clingy” and they’re not in the same social status and mean stuff wtvr.

reader then stop bothering billy and stop giving him cookies. he thought he was fine and finally free from reader but then when he see reader giving cookies to eddie/steve he gets jealous and asking reader why she stop giving him the cookies. PLS MAKE IT ANGST I NEED MORE ANGST BILLY FIC BUT HAPPY ENDING PLEASE IT DOESNT HAVE TO BE THEM DATING JUST THEM BEING FRIENDS IS FINE 😭😭😭

THANK YOU AND SORRY FOR THE LONG REQUEST

m-rae23~ palomam18~eddiesprincess86~gloomybrieyxb ~hqtetsurou

Author's Note : Long requests or not lovely, I will write it and thank you for requesting this &lt;3

Baking treats, mainly cookies was one of your favorite things to do. It was sort of a hobby, but your most favorite part was seeing the faces of those who you gave treats to and their reactions. Your parents always called you their " little baker" and your dream was to own your bakery one day.

The biggest surprise of them all was when you brought the cookies to the pool, offering them to the kids there and the mom's if they wanted to.

Billy who was on duty sitting the life guard chair brought his sunglasses down on the bridge of his nose as his eyebrows scrunched together as his curiosity got the best of him seeing a big crowd surrounded in the corner.

He stepped off the life guard chair making his way around the pool towards the crowd bringing his whistle up to his mouth.

Once everyone heard the blow of the whistle, they all got quiet and you did too holding the big box of cookies that you had made this morning. The crowd moved away and your eyes fall onto Billy. He makes his way through the crowd stepping in front of you.

" I had a feeling it was you" Billy smirks eyeing the box of fresh cookies. The smell hit his nose and his mouth began to water at the sight. He has never tasted one of your cookies or anything you have baked.

He always saw you bringing every day a fresh batch of something you baked. He didn't know what it was about you that pulled him in, he heard from Tommy H how the sweet sugary treats made everyone fall to their knees for you.

" She just want to make everyone fat" Tommy would say to Billy.

You can't help but watch as Billy chewed on the gum in his mouth, he smelled of chlorine and there was one strand of curl that laid perfectly against his forehead and his eyes were hiding behind sunglasses that he always wore to the pool. The whistle is hanging around his neck and he is in those red shorts that always catches everyone's attention, especial yours.

Billy's gaze dropped down the box of cookies that you held in your hands noticing there is a few left. He made a tsk with his mouth.

" You know there is no eating by the pool" He says, but he bites his bottom lip and you hear his stomach grumble. The edges of your lips tug up knowing he wants to try one.

" You can make an exception this one time, Hargrove" his hand reaches out to take his sunglasses off and his gaze is on you now. Those blue iris's lock with your eyes making your breath hitch. He was so pretty, up close like this. You can see the freckles dancing on his nose and a little on his cheeks.

" Go on" you motion towards the cookies, " They aren't going to last long if you don't take one. They will be gone before you know it"

Your eyes lock on his lips watching as his tongue peeks out as he licks his bottom lip. Your mouth is a gap a little wanting to feel his lips against yours.

You watched as his hand reaches out to take one cookie from the box you hold out to him. He eyes the gooey goodness, the chocolate chips that are begging him to eat them along with the cookie.

" Just this once, princess" he says. Once Billy takes a bite of the cookie, he closes his eyes and moans out. It's really good and he chews it with happiness as a smile appears on his lips. A bit of chocolate is left on the corner of his mouth begging you to reach out and whip it off.

Once he finishes the cookie, his eyes flash open.

" You got a little something" you motion with your finger towards your own face at the corner of your lips. Billy uses his hand and whips his lips but he doesn't get it off.

" Still there" you tell him. You rolled your eyes deciding to make a bold move and do it. Billy watches as you take your finger inching towards his face and wiping the corner of his mouth and his eyes grow wide as saucers as you take it into your mouth, sucking it off.

" Taste even better" you flirted, a smirk appears on your face. Billy's heart flutters at the action and he's in gap. But the rest of the people around are watching the two of you, the cougars are glaring at you and the kids are in shocked.

" anyone want more?" you ask, breaking eye contact with Billy. His eyes dropped down to your legs seeing you for the first time in a new light. You wore a red bikini matching to the color of his trunks, he smirked as he noticed. Did you do this on purpose? Did you want to catch his attention. His eyes lingered on your chest and eyes going wide when he noticed the little jump you made.

Your eyes went back to him seeing he still was standing there, " I'll see you in school" you winked as you made your way back to your lounge chair.

-

It's been week after week that you brought cookies to school and as always you save one for Billy leaving the cookie in his locker. You knew his combination and had it always wrapped up in a napkin. He knew it was you and always hide it among the things he had in his locker. He didn't want the others to see what a sweet tooth he had and especially receiving cookies from you.

Carol and her group of friends would always tell him how trashy your cookies where and how much you wanted attention because of them. Tommy even at one point tripped you during the hallway through classes having the cookies flying on the ground.

You didn't even get a chance to clean it up as tears streamed down your cheeks. But Steve Harrington saw what happened and rushed after you to check on you. He sees you around school and sees the way passing your treats out made everyone happy. Even, he had one.

" Y/N! wait!" you stopped in your tracks hearing a familiar voice, looking over your shoulder at Steve, to your surprise has caught up to you. He put his hands on his knees as he panted.

" Jesus, you run fast" you shrugged, wiping your tears away.

"I don't have any treats for you today, Harrington" you tell him, looking down at the ground and kicking your foot of an imaginary rock instead of looking at him. Steve shot up and placed a hand on your shoulder, worry crosses his face.

" Hey, I'm not chasing you for any treats. I just wanna make sure your okay" your eyes shot up to meet his. Your eyebrows scrunch up together in confusion.

" I never imagined King Steve would run after a girl like me" you giggled. He rolled his eyes playfully.

" You seem nice, and I see the way your treats make people happy in this dreadful town.

You nod, " It keeps me busy too even after studying, I just like to bake, you know? It's not a bad thing.." he nods.

" Ignore Tommy, he's just jealous of your baking skills and that people like you"

" yeah, because of my treats" you shrugged, a frown replaces the thin line of your lips.

" Well, I'm Steve Harrington and consider us friends, that's if you want?" he opens his arms up as if you hug him, you are friends. That's what you do.

Since then Steve has became your best friend and always looked out for you.

-

The bell rang and you packed your backpack with your notebook and textbook and smiled wide because it was lunch time. You were going to do something different today, you were going to give Billy the cooke he craves so much every day.

You weren't going to feel ashamed.

" What's got you all smily about?" Steve asks walking with you to the lockers. You had your box full of fresh cookies in there waiting to take them with you to lunch.

" I'm going to give a special cookie to someone special" you tell him. Steve scrunches up his eyebrows together thinking of who it might be but puts a hand on his heart.

" It's not me?" he gasped stopping in his tracks. You laughed, shoving his shoulder. " You are special, Stevie but you're my friend. That kind of special. This is different special"

Steve smirks as he realizes what you mean by that now.

" Oh this is a crush kinda special. Got it" he nods leaning against your locker with his shoulder as he crosses his arms watching as you put your books into the locker and take out the box of fresh cookies.

Steve can already smell them making his mouth water. The first cookie would always go to Steve, once you open the box and watch as Steve took one, closing his eyes.

" I will never get over how good these are. You're baking skills is my favorite thing ever" your eyes lock with blue eyes across the hallway as he was walking with Carol, Tommy and some others.

He nods at you then his eyes drop to the box in your hands as his tongue runs over his lip but then his eyes drop onto the back of Steve, he rolls his eyes.

You weren't even looking to see Steve was trying to get another cookie for himself when you slap his hand away, " Not for you. You had yours!"

Billy smirked at that as he walked past you and Steve. Steve had noticed the look on your face when you looked back at Billy watching him say something to Tommy, looking over his shoulder catching your eye.

" Absolutely not" Steve says bringing your attention back to him. " What?" your eyebrows scrunched up together in confusion on what he was talking about.

" There is no way you like Hargrove" you bite down your bottom lip as you stared down at the box of cookies in your hands.

" Y/N! He's such an asshole"you shrugged, " I can't help it Stevie plus he likes my cookies. That mean something" Steve roll his eyes as the two of you walked to the cafeteria.

The loud sounds of students sitting at the lunch table catch your attention when your face beams knowing that the cookies would be gone by the end of lunch.

You got up on one of the tables.

" Hey!" all the chatter seems to die down as all eyes fall on you. Every time you did this, it made you want to crawl into a hole. Steve stood by the table watching in amusement as usual with his hands in his pockets. " Who wants a cookie?" loud chatter filled the lunch room as they all scrambled from their seats.

You held the box to your hands, taking one cookie out as your eyes found Billy sitting at one of the tables. He was too busy chatting with someone to notice that you were looking at him. You left the rest of the box on the table leaving it behind as you hopped off the white table next to Steve.

" Don't do it" he knows exactly what you were going to do but doesn't stop you anymore than those words. Your feet picked up the pace as you headed towards Billy's table. They haven't noticed that you were standing there until you clear your throat.

" What do you want freak show?" Tommy asks. Carol looks you up and down, giggles and says something to her friend besides her as they giggle.

" I brought a cookie, for you Billy. I know how much you love them" Billy wasn't even looking at you, but he was looking at the table in front of him staying silent. Then the cookie appears in front of his face on a piece of napkin. He notices how good it look and gulps. He doesn't dare to make eye contact with you.

" Billy doesn't even like cookies, who knows what you used to make it, who knows who's hands on it? Why would Billy want your cookie?" Tommy continued, " Don't you have better things to do, freak?"

You looked down at the ground, feeling your heart dig a knife in it. You thought Billy liked you and your cookies, that's why you would bring him one. You thought he liked you like you liked him.

" Billy.." you called out to him. But he shot out of his seat, his eyes holding anger in them as he takes the cookie that was in front of him and throws it.

" I don't want your stupid cookie, you don't even belong here Y/N. No one like you belongs here. Go run off to Harrington or better yet run off to mommy and daddy, sprinkle them with your cookies. You need to grow up Y/N."

Tears filled your eyes as you listen to him. A hand tugs on your wrist pulling you away from Billy as you stood behind Steve who stared daggers at Billy.

" Oh look it's Harrington coming to save his little baby, can't even fight your own battles. That's sad princess" Billy spatted as you crouched behind Steve, sniffling.

" Are you crying?" Carol got up from her seat as she eyes you, crouching a bit to see you. " She's crying! What a baby" you looked away from her. " I bet you're a virgin too, Y/N. Aren't you?" you glared at her.

" I'm not a virgin" you mumble.

" Oh so you're bagging Harrington then?" Tommy asks as he snickers at Steve. " Big old King Steve? How's she treating you? Her pussy is good as her cookies?" Steve growled but before he can do anything, he stumbled back grabbing his eye as he stared up at you in shock.

" You leave Steve out of this" you spitted at him, feeling your fist throbbing and feeling proud of yourself. You shot daggers at Billy who watched, but his eyes holds amusement and he wants to smile.

" Fuck you, Hargrove" he licks his lips. " When and where? Maybe I can fuck the freak out of you? I can show you a batter time than Harrington"

" Don't cream your pants, Hargrove. Stay away from her" Steve grabs your wrist as he pulls you away but before he does, you pointed a finger at Billy.

" You're a lost cause Hargrove, to think you were different. You're all the same, having your dick for your mind" you spatted in his face. The spit lands in his face as he closes his eyes clenching his jaw and when he opened to bark something at you, you already were walking away throwing your middle finger up at him.

-

There was a tap on your window that catches your attention from where you were sitting on your bed working on homework. You scoffed at who was at the window seeing the golden curls and the blue eyes of Billy Hargrove.

You stood up from the bed closing the window with your curtain.

" Come on princess, I wanna apologize" he says. Apologize isn't something that Billy does. You stop in your tracks hearing that and turn around opening the curtains seeing his desperate blue eyes staring back at you.

" I'll wait all night here if I have to" he says. You groaned, opening your window and side stepping to let him in. He crawls through your window as he looks around your room.

" how did you know I lived here?" he eyes the Metallica poster on your wall then looks at you. " Mrs. Wheeler" he says. You roll your eyes, of course he would ask her. You brought her a batch of cupcakes for Holly's birthday that she was planning. You didn't particularly like her as you saw her starting at Billy at the pool many times. She had a family, a husband and she spends her time ogling her eyes at Billy.

" Figures" you mutter, crossing your arms across your chest as you waited for the so called apology. His eyes roamed your body noticing the pjs set that you were wearing, mainly lingering his eyes on your legs. He loved how your legs looked in when you wore skirts and shorts to school.

" Listen" he starts to say rubbing the back of his neck, " back at lunch, that shouldn't of happen. I thought you'd leave a cookie in my locker like you always would"

You shrugged, " I wanted to do something different."

" Well it was stupid" he says. You blinked your eyes a couple of time placing your hands on your hips, " Excuse me? It was not stupid, I wanted to see your reaction when I gave it to you."

"Leaving at my locker was much better"

" Get out" you tell him. His eyes got wide hearing the venom behind your tone. " I don't want your stupid apology, Hargrove. I'm not interested."

" Why do you leave cookies for me? " his question leaves you off guard. Your lips go into a thin line, " Is it because you like me?" he smirks as he places a hand on his chest.

" Do you have a crush on me? Little sweet tooth likes a real man for once?"

" Get" your hands shove at his chest, " out" you shove him again. He can see the anger and hurt in your eyes. His face softens for a moment as he grasp your wrist and pulling it to his chest. " I'm sorry" he says in a whisper. The words feeling sour in his mouth as he looks away from you.

" not good enough" you say. He scoffs, " what do you expect from me, princess? I'm not going to get on knees and beg to ask you for cookies. You got it all wrong" he slips out your window.

" Billy Hargrove doesn't do nice things, you keep dreaming about it" he uses the tree to get down and you watch as he races towards his Camaro. You shut the window with a scoff.

You didn't want anything to do with him.

-

When you said you didn't want anything to do with him, you meant it but it all changed when you watched him stumble out of his house after dropping off Max, his step sister who rushes inside.

Billy looks at her as she passes, he was about to say something to her when she shuts the door, slamming it. You can hear shouting inside and you watch was Billy takes out a cigarette in his mouth and lights it up.

He feels eyes on him and his gaze turns to you. That's when you see the bruises on his face making you gasp. He walks up to your car throwing the passenger car door open as he slips in.

" Drive" he says. Your hands are on the wheel as you watch him take puffs from his cigarette.

" Are you deaf or something? Drive" he says. You are still watching him as he smokes when he turns his head to look at you, " please."

You began to drive off at his pleading not missing the fact that his eyes are glossy. He doesn't look like the Billy you know at the pool or at school. He looks like a lost puppy.

You two end up at Lover's Lake where you parked the car and took the keys out waiting for him to talk.

" I didn't know you were dropping off Maxine, I would of called" he says after while. " Billy" you call out his name and he hesitates looking at you. Your hand reaches out to cup his chin in your hand bringing his head to look at you and that's when you see the tears running down his cheeks, the busted lip and the bruises on cheeks.

You know exactly what those bruises are and you don't question him about it. You continue to look at him and he drops his head into your hand, bringing your palm to lay a kiss there.

" I'm sorry.." he says, releasing your hand. You reach into your pocket and take out a cookie that is in a small sealed bag and it makes him laugh as he sees it.

" Do you always carry one with you?" you nod, shrugging. " In case I get hungry or one of the kids do." You nudge his shoulder letting him know to take it.

He eyes you for a moment before his hand grasps the bag in his hand and he opens it taking it out. The cookie is still soft but no longer warm and he takes a bite.

It's like the first time he took a bite of the cookie you gave him, he throws his head back with a moan. You two sit in silence as he finishes it before throwing the bag out the window not really caring about it.

" You know..." he started to say, shifting in his seat, " I'm not good with these things" he motions with his hands, " I know I'm an asshole.." he licks his lips as he leans back into the seat, " but you and you're cookies make things better. I don't know how to explain it.." he finishes but closes his eyes fighting a battle in his mind. He is scared to tell you his feelings.

" The reason I left cookies in your locker room is because deep down I felt like you like me, the way I like you. I wanted your attention and then when you start to eat my cookies. It was the only way I had your attention" Billy is listening as you talk, feeling his heart speed faster.

" We're in different social statues in school, I'm not popular. I mean I listen to heavy metal, I bake cookies, everyone likes me and I'm friends with Steve Harrington" Billy groans at the mention of Steve.

" Leave Harrington for another conversation, princess" he says.

" Why? You're jealous of him or something?" Billy laughs, his shoulder shaking. " Why would I?"

" Because I'm part of his life and I'm not in yours. He gets to hang around me and you only get cookies from me. You want to be in my presence. You like me, Billy Hargrove"

He is silent but he knows that's true on what you said. He is jealous of Steve because Steve gets to see you, be friends with you and be around you as much as he likes.

" It's okay, Billy" he turns his head to look at you watching as your eyes shine back at him and he can't help it but lean over placing his lips on yours. He groans into the kiss when he feels your finger tips brushing his cheek but he doesn't care about the pain. He cares that he has you close.

Billy doesn't want to let you go and he doesn't think he will.

#billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x you #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove #billy hargrove x female reader #jewls writes

[sukunasweetheart]

Headcanons for sukuna as a volleyball player - idk if i wanted this to be set during highschool or not so i guess it'll be kinda generic or all over the place haha,, dedicated to @luvkun4 my love, who likes haikyuu and sukuna so its a perfect combo for her

warnings; NSFW, throat fucking, rough and angry sex, degradation, femme reader, youre kinda his pocket pu$$y but also his sweet gf, minor angst but with happy end -- this wouldve been a good fic but i dont have the energy for a fully written fic nowadays, im alr working on a billion rn

edit; THIS ENDED UP BEING SO LENGTHYY sorry, i wanted to add in the drama

right.. idk from where i should unpack this

we all know... sukuna would be competitive as fuck.

i know for a fact that he hates losing so much

which is what makes him such a good player tbh, the balls not gonna touch the ground as long as hes around

he’s a wing spiker, and definitely the ace (cough, totally not inspired by this gorgeous fanart)

hes so mean and arrogant but is willing to demonstrate teamwork in order to win and so theres obvious respect between him and his teammates

uraume is the manager, tho its clear that they favour sukuna the most pff

sukunas such a powerful player, no one can beat him one on one and hes so sexy when hes playing seriously

volleyball sukuna and his fuckin horse cock, u bet u wanna get wrecked by his shii

problem is, i cant find a creative way of how yall first met 

idk, probably through mutual friends, out in a big group at a restaurant ?? maybe you hooked up with him afterwards and you both caught feelings for each other

yeah something along those lines

anyway ofc seggs after matches are a regular thing haha

its almost an expectation that you come to see his games now

here comes the smut smut smut

vb sukuna would totally drag you into the unisex bathrooms so you can “help him relax” right before the game starts...

nothing like cumming down your throat to get him all warmed up

and youre such a whore for him, you can never say no bc YOU DONT WANT TOOO <3

even tho you make a fuss about the icky floor pfft, he grunts and lays a bunch of toilet paper for u to kneel on, what a gentleman

his soft groans as he lodges his thick cock into your warm mouth, and then pushing your head down to go even deeper

the pleasures just too great, the thrilling mixture of being in a public toilet right before a big match, fucking your tight throat raw

and your teary eyes, fluttering your lashes up at him with a mouthful of dick, he could laugh from how adorable you look

after hes done spurting stringy thick ropes of his seed down your esophagus hes just: “thanks babe... you sucked the nerves right outta me.”

and you know its bullshit bc hes smirking in that sarcastic way, and its a fact that sukuna doesnt know what it feels to be nervous!!!

lucky for you, he treats you better than anyone else - he wipes your mouth and kisses you before parting ways with you

likes to give you another smirk once he finds you amongst the audience

its crazy how much energy he still has after games

on the rare occasions when his team loses... oh boy

100% takes his frustration out using sex

just thinking abt the simmering anger...practically throws you onto his bed

pins your body down and slamming into you with his whole body weight

ruins you so bad, bruises and bites literally everywhere

but like... you’re into that shit

butterflies in stomach whenever the other team ends up winning

“ugh...fuckin’ squeezing me like that... you don’t want me to stop, do you?”

“maybe you like it when i lose a game. what a whore.”

“sukuna...sukuna, too bi-big..”

“oh? and you’d think this cunt would be pretty used to it by now,” he responds cockily. it turns you on when he uses such vulgar language.

spills so many loads into you, youre like a cream filled donut by the end

spanks you too, handprints on your ass and all - omg imagine the strength as a vb player

the aftercare is nice, usually he brings you to the bath immediately and check you out if you need ointment applied to your skin or vice versa

but it wouldnt be surprising if he got lazy with it on some days, especially after an exhausting game, having sex on top of that is gotta be tough

also he spends a lot of time training and practicing, which adds to your loneliness

sometimes you overthink it and feel like youre just being used, but instead of communicating it, you just act more sensitively around him

and vb sukuna sucks at picking up the small cues, so he just thinks youre being unreasonable

the two of you get into a pretty heated argument which ends with you storming off one time

theres a bit of silent treatment going on, but then afterwards you start talking with him “normally” again

theres an obvious distance growing between you and him, and your attitude is colder than it used to be. sukuna thinks its something thatll pass sooner or later

but then you text him, saying that you wont be able to come and see his game

thats not right. hes had a few fights with you before, but you’ve never skipped out on coming to watch him like this, ever.

but being a prideful tsundere he is, he just replies with a “do whatever you want” before chucking his phone off to the side (which he checks later again, to see if you said anything more after that. you didnt.)

on the day of the match, hes constantly checking the crowd if youre there

its not like *glance* he cares *glance* about you coming *glance* or anything *glance*

his mates raise eyebrows and tell him to focus properly and hes never looked scarier lmao

they won in the end, but the taste of victory isnt the same

the group wants to celebrate and go to some restaurant to eat but he skips out and goes home alone

and when he opens his door to an empty and dark living room, he cant shake off the feeling of uneasiness in the pit of his stomach

totally doesnt google search “signs of an incoming breakup”

feels worse afterwards

eats a nice and nutritious meal he cooked for himself, but it tastes kinda like cardboard

i said previously that sukuna doesnt know what feeling nervous is, but now he does, hes terrified youre gonna pull the breakup card on him, he wont know how to deal with that

he has a feeling that if he doesnt do something about this now, he will lose his chance forever

sukuna calls you but you dont pick up

he finds his way to your front door and rings the bell, and you call out from the other side asking him what he wants from you

“why didnt you pick up any of my calls? i want to talk.”

he hates how whiny he sounds.

you crack open the door ever so slightly, so only one of your eyes are visible to him

“about what?”

“about... this. about us.”

“...you’ve been crying. let me in.”

he gently pushes open your door and you stand out of the way, letting him

...and he starts with an apology. about saying mean things to you during the argument, about acting like he doesnt care when he does (he cares so much abt you that it drives him mad), pretending not to notice how upset you were

you watch him sternly, but end up bursting into tears bc youre so relieved he came out and admitted to his faults, and that theres hope for this relationship

youre bawling as he pulls you into his arms, and you confess that not going to see him and treating him coldly was the hardest thing youve ever done in your life

sukunas so relieved you still feel deeply for him, and simultaneously upset bc youre upset

you reveal that youve been feeling neglected, feeling like he only liked you for your body, and you too, apologise for not communicating that and acting sensitively instead

hes appalled, calls you an idiot but then retracts that statement and denies ever having thought in that way

the two of you snuggle up so close together in your bed, communicating and chatting and catching up for hours while he occasionally eyes the mountain of used tear-filled tissues in your room, rather concerned

for a while, he doesnt initiate sexual activity unless you specifically want it bc he wants to prove he likes spending quality time with you just as much <3

and when sex does eventually happen, he makes it very romantic and meaningful, with proper aftercare, continuously whispering “i love you,” throughout

and he shall do anything to have you keep loving him back.

some general stuff with vb sukuna:

mad tall. i wont give an exact number but anywhere between 195 - 200cm tall :>

mad horny. hes like an animal

hes such a big eater,, i mean, i see sukuna as a big eater in any au but this one in particular bc hes an athlete haha

u probably make protein shakes for him and stuff, but hes not rly on a strict diet or anything, he just eats anything and everything

has a lotta fangirls >:( but he ignores them now, after he met you >:) but before, he probably played around a lot and hooked up with some >:( he never liked any of them to stick around, tho >:) except you >:)

goes on morning runs, at like 6am and gives u a kiss on the cheek beforehand

is so fucking touchy clingy, always needs you on his lap, hands under your skirt or shirt

the last guy who tried to hit on you got a nosebleed, getting hit with a volleyball (its so funny, he changed his aim mid-spike during a practice match)

haha he was sent to the bench for that one (everyone was chuckling behind their hands)

the headband was given to him by you, bc he once complained abt having to gel his hair every morning + gel doesnt keep his hair in shape when hes sweating excessively

thats all for today <3 thanks for reading

Masterlist

tagging; @yuujispinkhair @moonchild-artemisdaughter @skunaskitten

#sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna x y/n #ryomen sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna x you #ryomen sukuna #sukuna #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #sukuna smut

[cyverrieee]

Hello, it's me again, if you can't ask more than once or if you're disturbing others just ignore it, I already got what I asked for.

But how about the Belobog characters with an M!Reader who is naive and tends to always fall for the tricks of Sampo (A rare stone that is actually a boulder painted with glitter), and of the underground bandits and who somehow is always present when something happens (In the battle of Cocolia they were walking nearby even with everything falling around them) but they are simply indestructible and ridiculously strong, nothing can hurt him, but he is very sensitive to words and when someone offends him he starts crying. (I'm starting to see a pattern of characters with emotional powers that can kill someone unintentionally… I should review these things)

Nope, its alright! You can request how many times you like! :D

“ Naive ”

BRONYA

Bronya sees you very fun to be around, even if you are naive, and keeps falling for Sampo's obvious lies but even with Sampo lying to you. You still didn't care, which surprised all of the people who knew Sampo or You. You dont get angry or sad that its fake but you still take it. People can shed a tear by this.

Of course, that was when she was in the underground. But when she was now fighting her mother's stelleron form. You were near the fight, the rocks fell and shaking happened. But somehow you just didnt get hurt. Bronya's glad but you need to get away somewhere more safer for your sake.

Now that she has the title of supreme guardian, she basically stays in her office most of her time. But sometimes she will go out to take a breather from the stress and papers.

Thats when she caught a sight of you getting yelled at by one of the citizens. She gingerly walked towards the drama and calmed both you down, the citizen sighed and left, mumbling some things she didnt really heard properly. You hugged Bronya as she pats your back, you both took a small walk to gather everything together.

SEELE

She groans everytime you present her something that Sampo gave you, That lying punch bag needs to be stopped. She doesnt complain other than it being from Sampo. She wants to keep you happy after all, even if you are clueless to fall into Sampo's tricks.

While walking around rivet town to look for more stuff for Natasha, she suddenly found you fighting monster bigger and more powerful than yourself, you looked like you took a big impact but you werent giving up easily, of course she came in and crushed those fragmentums faster than lightning. Scolds you for coming into Rivet town without telling anyone after going back

Seele was yet again doing errands for Wildfire when she notices some people yelling at you, she quickly came in and stopped it before it gets out of hand. You were about to cry, but Seele comforted you, well tried to but either way it helped you. She will have a big talk with those people though.

SERVAL

She knew of this "Sampo" guy because of the stupidly drawn wanted posters around and because of Gepard. But Serval didnt really expect you to be in a net for his tricks. She would leave a small chuckle if you ever show her one of the things you got from Sampo.

You were in the snowy plains of Belobog which is dangerous alone. Your body was cold, but somehow you felt fine. But if someone were to touch you, they would probably think that they're touching an ice cube. Even the cold doesn't bother anyway.

She left her work shop for a bit to take a walk, since staying indoors and sitting around isnt healthy for her. She found someone yelling at you for a reason that only they know, they were creating a big scene as people were look at the direction of the yelling citizen, Serval scrunches her nose as she walks over the commotion, being the barrier between You and the citizen. They quickly left and walked away, and now you who was just standing there. Serval puts on her sisterly mode and comfort you as the people around you slowly go back to what they were doing.

GEPARD

Gepard stares blankly at the item you got from Sampo, its not like he doesn't like it, but why buy it? Its just a waste of money. Sampo might be milking you for money! But thats just him guessing. He watches you be happy and all with your new treasures, he doesn't wanna break your feelings so he just backs down.

Some Fragmentum monsters have been getting close to the city. He was in patrol and saw you in danger, of course his first instinct is to jump into the action to help. You gotten hurt a bit but you dont really feel hurt, he goes to a near medical service and get you patch up.

Some citizens cornered you and started to shit on you, you just looked at the ground in disappointment. after a while you heard the people's voice die down, and the next thing you know you are walking with Gepard, he comforts you and makes you avoid those things that group said about you.

SAMPO

Hes having alot of fun tricking you, he still finds it weird that you can fall for his tricks even though they look obvious to anyone. But still he doesnt care, Sampo loves his friends :)

He was in the mine doing business in the mines, thats when he saw you getting cornered by some vagrants. You seem very much hurt, but somehow you didnt back down yet, he attacked them with a surprise. Sampo never leaves his friends 🥰

Someone started yelling at you for being stupid and naive, as they yelled at you, you stared at the ground. Tears threatening to fall and then you heard Sampo's voice, it was still laid back, but still quite serious. He got the person to leave and try to comfort you (keyword: try) well it ended well, he decided to give you an item to buy. But without any tricks.

“ 💜 ” Sorry if it took long, i write slower when theres a request 😅 i cant fit all of the belobogians....

#randomix! #akix's lil stars #cyber star rail #honkai star rail x reader #bronya x reader #seele x reader #serval x reader #gepard x reader #sampo x reader #💜

[andy-wm]

My thoughts on SEVEN, both the song and the MV, and what it says about Jungkook.

About the song:

My biggest take away from the song is that Jungkook has total confidence in his ability to keep his partner satisfied and entertained. Daily. He also has a good reason to do heaps of laundry.

Also, he gets to say Fu@k a lot (always fun) and his pronunciation has really improved since he collabed with that disrespectful a$$hole who's name i won't bother to mention.

Seriously though, i hope his adulthood will finally sink in for the people who still try to keep him in babyville.

From a musical point of view, he does get to use those magnificent pipes he has, and use them well. The song flexes his vocal range and has lots of dynamic movement. And he gets to rap. I can see why he would have wanted to sing it.

About the MV:

I have a few observations about the mv and the relationship represented. I know it's meant to be lighthearted but that doesn't mean it shows us a healthy relationship so i'm gonna say my piece. Sorry if it's a downer, feel free to skip.

The power dynamic between JK's character and Sohee's character is what i find interesting.

She's totally in control of their narrative the whole way through.

At the start, she's angry and berating him and he's just listening, his head down. Very submissive. Most of the time his hands are in his lap or on the table while she's gesturing to herself and even throwing her hands up. The only time his energy is up. Is when he pulls her away from the falling debris.

She's getting up to leave halfway through his response, too. She doesnt really give him a chance to respond.

Even though he tries and tries to talk to her, she's dismissive, rolling her eyes, ignoring him, constantly walking away before he can finish what he's trying to tell her. At one point she pushes him so hard he falls backwards. He's repeatedly risking his personal well-being to get her to hear his side, but even then, he's still completely submissive. He brings her flowers, he walks three steps behind her, he tries to make her laugh to break the tension so she will listen.

Theres only one point at which he is assertive and that's at 2.55 when he gets around in front of her.

When he does eventually get her to stop and hear him out, he takes the role of a supplicant. She is very much in control of the outcome. She eventually offers her hand, and then basically hauls him along behind her. He is trotting along behind her like a scolded child.

I found it a little hard to watch because JK isn't an actor. Not because his acting is bad but becuase it's really him.

I could be way off, i admit that, but i honestly feel that his character is responding exactly as he himself would respond. He's soft and sweet and gentle, but dammit he believes in them! He's trying his best to placate her even though she is giving him NOTHING back.

I hate that it reminds me of that damn hamburger incident (he's is a sponge cake. Pls dont hurt him, world.)

Anywayyyyy....

My take away is 2 things.

First one is, throughout the MV his character is "fighting *for* the relationship", which is different from fighting within the relationship. He wants this problem they have to be solved, and he's prepared to do the work. Go, you Jungkook’s alter ego.

Second one is, despite a lot of people seeing this as a,stalker situation, the power balance is very heavily weighted towards her. Also, she treats him pretty disrespectfully. If these gender roles were reversed, the comments would be very interesting...

Other than that i loved the aesthetic, the humour, and the energy.

But what does this overtly hereronormative MV tell us about Jungkook's sexual orientation?

I'll say it does not tell us anything about who he likes to do the horizontal boogie with.

He liked the song, and wanted to record it. I have no idea if he had any hand in the MV storyline. If he did, awesome. It's fun.

But let's be real about the likelihood of him coming out to the world through a MV. I'd say it's ZERO. Reality dictates that whatever his own orientation, the MV needed to represent the Jungkook (most of) the world WANTS to see. Dont forget, this song is more of a business decision than a creative decision for Hybe. We know SB had a big part in the processs, and that man is all about the dollar bills.

It's certainly not a personal statement from JK. Its a fun, summer song and he gets to say F◇CK a lot and flex his vocal chops. That's it.

Do i personally think JK is gay? Hell yeah. With bells on.

Do i think he would risk it all?? ('it' being a huge entertainment empire, his own and his friends' careers, social damnation, personal freedom, and the loss of his contact with ARMY)

No, absolutely not. Not for a song that he didn't even write. Not in his solo debut. Not in today's America (sorry American readers, the USA isn't a safe place to be queer right now).

An unrelated question:

Do i think he will show us something more substantial with his album?

I think he will. I truly hope so. I dont think he's going to sing about his orientation but i do think the songs will be meaningful and personal and I'll be quite suprised if there isn't a fair bit of queer subtext.

If he includes a hidden track and Jimin features on it, I will throw a party and sprinkle glitter EVERYWHERE.

Just for fun, here's some JK looking gorgeously gay...

Living his best life in the Butter MV

His gestures... so pretty

No words for this one (cr to photographer)

I mean he's not wrong...

#jikook #kookmin #국민 #jeon jungguk #jungkook seven

[blood-injections]

Thinking again about an au idea I had where. I saw a post about coming back wrong. But not wrong. Just changed. New. Coming back or well, being brought back, not wrong just as someone else. A blank slate but not quite just a new person with a sense that they are indeed someone, and that they just need to find out need to remember, but those who brought this person back cant accept that who they tried to bring back is gone and so theyre insiting this new person is and they just have amnesia or something and the new person is like no its different om dofferent stop insisting. And it has the 'trans kid at family gathering/reunion' effect and its like. 'Everyones calling me a name but thats not my name thats not me. Theyre insisting it is and that im this person but im not im someone else! Thats not my name im not the memory you know i am not who youre mourning stop calling me that name stop insisting that im this stranger. I am not the same person that was dear to you and i owe you nothing.'

And it gave me an idea. Where one of the fabulous four dies and is brought back. Specifically, because i thought it would hurt the most and also like, ghouls always the one being frankensteined i should shake it up a little. Kobra Kid dies and Party Poison can't accept that their little brother is dead. So they bring him back. But when he wakes up it isnt Kobra Kid in that body. Or maybe, it is, in the sense that who died was someone else, had a different name, and maybe in the future of this au this new person becomes kobra kid, thats who they discover they are, after they woke up in a strange world in a strange body that isn't theirs but also.. is. It feels right but the situations all feel wrong. They become kobra kid but it remains to be seen if this kobra kid is still party poison's brother.

Because party poison's brother is dead. And they tried bringing him back but now theres someone else in their little brothers body. And this someone else insists that theyre someone else and its betrayal and denial and longing on both sides and party poison is still grieving and is now being haunted by the ghost of their brother in the form of his body walking around all because they couldnt accept that he was gone. And now his bodys walking around perfectly fine but their brother is still dead and gone and they have to accept that somehow. And the new person, who im just gonna call Kobra, is anything but regretful of who they are now that they exist. They know theyre not who poison says and they want to go and find out who they are, remember who they are, but its awefully hard with everyone insisting that theyre someone else, someone they knew, someone thats gone. Poison especially, always breathing down kobras neck, and everyones calling kobra the wrong name, looking at him all sad or angry or with pity and he is just. Blameless. Hes someone else and he doesnt owe these people anything but theres also the internal struggle of, well technically they are the reason im here so i do owe them something, i owe them my life, dont i? Even if I was an accident?

So maybe for a while, they try. They try so hard to be the person these strangers say they are, they try to feel things, to remember things that just arent there. But it just doesnt happen, it never will, because hes someone new, hes not who these people are mourning. And pretending only hurts everyone in the room. He realizes this and leaves before hes too miserable, too guilty to not. Because these strangers still cant accept that hes not their friend anymore, and he realizes that he owes them nothing, so he leaves, to figure out who he actually is. And maybe, down the line, once Poison accepts that somethings happened, changed, and finally lets their brother rest, maybe they can get past the roadblock of but thats their brothers fucking body- well not anymore. Maybe both sides can settle with kobra being, 'well i cant be who you want me to be, i can only be myself, if you can accept that, i can accept your friendship, if you truly want mine, mine, who i am, not a ghosts '

And maybe it works out, and they become friends, the bad blood settles, the grief, it never leaves, but it rests. And eventually, maybe kobra even joins the crew, and in some small way, poison gets their brother back, they get their old brother back in the miracle of getting a new one, weirdness of it being the same body aside, because kobra is so different from the brother they lost that its hardly the same body to them anymore too, its just kobras body because at some point they stopped separating the body they brought back from the person it belongs to. And eventually, kobra may see poison as his brother, too, and its all come full circle even though everything has changed.

Just, transgender allegorys and major grief and angst and mourning but also healing and acceptance and finding oneself and family to found family back to just family again and ugh. Yeah. Me when the venom siblings, but not really, but still the venom siblings in the end. Maybe they dont call themselves the venom siblings/brothers until its PartyPoisonandTheKobraKid, because they're something new, and thats the bond they build, thats who they become. Brothers, the Venom Brothers. A brotherhood earned. Earned back, in a way, but also a brotherhood built from the ground up. If I ever write this its so over for you guys.

#ttlotfk #danger days #the venom siblings #kobra kid #party poison #corvidscrap

[hella1975]

Do you wanna maybe talk about inbred...by ethel cain?

I would love to hear your thoughts on it

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU WHY WOULD YOU SUBJECT US ALL TO THIS yeah i do wanna talk about inbred by ethel cain actually

im pretty sure after listening to the preacher's daughter album in full that inbred was the first ethel song i listened to outside of that. i feel like even with ethel cain's popularity now it still very fiercely surrounds that album and that's been the case since the beginning even when i didn't know much about her, so inbred felt very Different to me off the bat despite it being such a classically ethel cain song. and honestly? to me, inbred is THE ethel cain song. if you want a single song to capture her vibe, i'd point you towards inbred. it's dirty and uncomfortable and raw and an absolute experience of a song that i still get chills from when i listen to it. i mean from the very first lyric you've got this girl just in her nightgown and you're slapped in the face by the vulnerability of that, and it remains throughout the song. ethel is entirely passive. things are only ever done to her while she takes it, touch me til i vomit, and all she can do is threaten her brother's violence on those that hurt her. she is entirely dependent on him, sucking on the back of his leg to stay warm like some sort of unnurtured, feral dog. yet despite that vulnerability, that hurt, that helplessness, this is an angry song. it's screaming at the pain she's been put through, it's terror not at the foot of god but at the lack of any divine intervention at all, it's knowing justice will only come if her brother wakes up, and even then, his justice has made a pariah of him. there is no one else who will even consider saving her so she'll put all her faith in him. all the faith she might have had in god, in her mother, into this one imperfect, plagued man who might not even wake up. until he does, she's helpless to it all. and the vocals along with the lyrics and music traps you right there in the room with ethel, leaves you with that panic, that rage, that confusion at the world and how this could happen. you're right there with her through it all. you were wrong, she screams. we do not know if she means her brother, or her abuser, or god himself. you were wrong. no one stopped you. you were wrong and im still here. you were wrong and it doesnt mean a fucking thing.

#sweating and trembling maybe i should loop inbred for two hours until i pass out #ask #ethel cain

[mugentakeda]

i just loveeeee the idea that there was a big gap of understanding between lu ten and iroh the same way theres a big gap of understanding between zuko and iroh. mistakes that iroh didnt realize he made with his son he then also made with his nephew and still not realizing it. a whole world of things about lu ten that iroh didnt know about, and will never know about. im gonna talk about it though because i am insane so look away from my cringe

lu ten had gone to his father with problems before, and iroh cant help but wonder, now, if his son had ever been trying to imply deeper things in between sugarcoated words because there were things you just didnt say in the palace, and irohs head had been so far up his ass he hadnt seen it. despite it being waved practically right in his face by his son, desperate for sound advice from his father, whos brain was too waterlogged by thoughts of how he was going to pull off his next bloody conquest. like how zuko was always howling for help, hurt and confused like a cornered animal, hidden deep under his fits of rage, and irohs head was Still so far up his ass that he kept meeting zukos silent begging for straightforward guidance with convoluted proverbs. he can sit here and bury his face in his hands in shame over the sheer amount of times hed failed his nephew without realizing, and how much convincing it'll take to get his nephew to understand that yes, iroh did fail him so many times, and he couldve prevented so much suffering simply by holding himself to the same standards he held his nephew to. all those times during those three years before the avatar returned that he couldve done something. sit here and think about how sad it is that he has to even try hard to convince his nephew such a thing, how sad it is that he finally got zuko to stop seeing ozai as some all-wise god that can do no error as a father, just for zuko to start seeing iroh as some all-wise god that has done no error as an uncle. but he can at least go and do something about it. he can never do something about what he did to his son. the things he knows he did, the things he doesnt know he did, and everything in between. he will never find out what lu ten truly thought about him. he will never have that reconciliation, that silent scream of relief and violent shiver in the crook of his neck that zuko gave when iroh yanked him in close after their separation, with his lu ten. he just has to hear about his own son through word of mouth and somehow be content with that. and worst of all, its all his own and his god damned family's fault. no amount of healing and learning by trying to do right by zuko and the world he helped nearly ruin not much more than a half decade ago can act as a balm for the agony that brings him. he knows healing his guilty conscience isnt supposed to even be a reason for why he helped the avatar, but god- it's when the rationality leaves him and he realizes that this is something he cant seem to make himself be the bigger person in. he knows its his own fault, that there are hundreds- thousands, maybe- of earth kingdom sons he personally stole from earth kingdom fathers, and only gave up on his siege when the consequences of his war came into his own backyard, but he cant help it. doesnt want to help it. hes still angry and hateful anyway. his son should still be here. his son should still be here. his son should still be here. and if he tells zuko about how much he still hates himself as both an uncle and a father, zuko will definitely rush to reassure him, all the while he is chained to his desk and meetings day in and day out, fixing this uncles mistakes best he can, losing sleep and forgetting to eat. none of it will mean anything to zuko, if it means he can make his uncle feel better. and if that happens, iroh might actually vomit in front of his nephew.

#i love when characters outright refuse to heal or move on!!!! yayyy!!!!!!!!! three cheers for bitterness and hate forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #making lu ten a personality and then remembering hes lit dead so so cool. Like hes just dead. he will never come back. No plot armor #sometimes... characters having unsatisfying unhappy ends.... is the best. #THIS NIGHT HAS OPENED MY EYES.... AND I WILL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN........................ #HE SAID HED CURE YOUR ILLS... BUT HE DIDNT AND HE NEVER WILL.................................... #(starts vomiting blood everywhere #i should tie this with my hcs about ursa and lu ten being close cus they were left alone together in the palace a lot #and how lu ten helped shoulder a kind of deranged amount from her by basically co parenting zuko and azula with her #meanwhile ursa was a grown adult and lu ten was like . 15 #oh the curses of being the eldest sibling oh the horrors #atla

[cupoftaae]

Hi, Nini!! Can I request a Jimin angst with prompt 13 for the drabble game? (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

13- "you are breaking my heart...and you cant even fucking see it" x Jimin

Hi sweetheart! apologies for the late post but I hope you enjoy it <3

warnings- angst, swearing, mentions of drinking

"dont slam my car door!"

you heard jimin call after you as you ran into the house, him getting out of the car still.

"y/n!" he shouted, putting his phone in his pocket and running in, seeing you taking off your coat. He caught his breath before speaking "whats your issue?"

You scoff, giving him a knowing look before turning and walking past him.

"Hey!" he shouted, urging you to talk, "you screamed the entire car ride home and now your silent?"

You finally turned to look your boyfriend in the eyes, your stomach churning- "what"

He blinks, "what do you mean 'what'"?

"what do you want me to say?"

Jimin almost laughs "I want you to explain why you are fucking freaking out about this, and why the hell we had to leave the party early?"

"jimin..." you try to gather your thoughts, stepping down the stairs to be at his level. "im mad because you told me-you promised me....that the drinking would stop"

He takes a deep breath before speaking "It was only 2 glasses-"

"4...it was 4" you interrupt

"taehyung offered those, and so what?"

"youre an alcoholic jimin! you can risk to have just 4 drinks, because you end up like you did"

"and how is that?"

You scoffed "you were yelling and causing a scene, then you started being aggressive with ME!" you feel your voice shake as it gets louder, your body cant decide whether youre more sad or angry

"oh are you embarrassed? did i embarrass you?"

"yes, you did. You embarrassed yourself as well, and I wish you'd see that." you sigh and run your hand in your hair, "you were sober for 7 months, jimin, you were doing so well....you finished your therapy progr-"

"oh fuck the therapy program, fuck them and fuck this too" he threw his hands up and tossed his coat to the floor.

"jimin" you warn sternly

"you know...the thing with you is that you cant stand when things arent up to perfection, it fucking irks the shit out of you, doesnt it?"

You remained silent, watching your boyfriend pace the living room.

"like...you bragged about my sobriety like it was something you did, I did it myself. You didnt care when I was drunk and alone in the studio every night"

"jimin thats not true"

"yes it is! dont tell me its not!" he scoffed, looking at you "and then, I decide to have a few drinks at a party when I havent seen my friends in so long, and when I feel like im having a good time, you whisk me away so you arent embarrassed of me anymore"

"jimin I care about you, I fucking care so much and I want you to be healthy!!"

"oh shut up, stop with the bullshit y/n, You only fucking care about yourself, you are a selfish bitch"

You feel yourself tear up at his words, trying to remind yourself that he isnt sober, and this exact behavior is the reason he landed into rehab in the first place.

"are you crying?" he looked at you with a glare, his fists balled up into his own shirt.

You sniff and wipe your tears, "yes?" you bite

"why" he questions, as if he hasnt been involved in the situation

you widen your eyes and look at him, shrugging helplessly, "Because you are breaking my heart.....and you cant even fucking see it!!"

His gaze softens, but he is past forgiveness tonight.

Its silent for a few moments as you quietly sob into your hands, he decides to try to hold you, but you jump away as if you got burned.

"n-no....dont touch me...ever" you spoke through gritted teeth...his words stung deep.

He sadly looked back at you as you spoke, "you arent sleeping in our room, you can sleep on the sofa- or the street for all i care" you wiped your tear

"y/n...im-"

"dont say youre sorry....you dont say that shit unless you mean it, and im starting to think those words were real"

"No!!"

"save it, im going to bed" you turn, walking up the stairs and slamming the door shut, leaving jimin alone downstairs as he watched you go.

#bts #bts fanfic #jimin #park jimin #taehyung #kim taehyung fanfic #bts fluff #bts smut #jimin x reader #jimin x y/n #open requests #requests open #bts fic #junkook #namjoon #jhope #bts jin #bangtan sonyeondan #yoongi

[original-character-championship]

Bracket D Round 1

Poll 26

Amanēas (@kohkum) vs. Westley "Wes" Weston (@daddyplasmius)

243. Amanēas (@kohkum)

She/Her but also culturally it doesn't really matter to her. But also autistically if you switch it up too often she'll kill herself

Shes preoccupied with ideas about becoming god so this win would bring her one step closer to that. Think about it. A vote for her would be a vote for feminism or orcs or something. She beat the shit out of the equivalent of a 12 year old to prove a point about the whole god thing but the 12 year old bit off two of her fingers and mangled a third with a rock. They're on good terms now though so its ok. But look at that dedication. Who wouldn't want to vote for that. She also killed maybe a billion people along the way to prove the point as well but thats Ok. She had a really cool giant sword while doing it and also she doesn't do that stuff anymore shes reformed. Shes so ok. Vote for her. Cmon. Shes not going to ask you shes too autistic to speak frequently. But I'm not (lying) so I'm asking you. I'm being so nice right now. Cmon. Make her god. Pretty please? Shes tits out all the time its pretty cool. If she wins this I'll stop making her heterosexual I'll make her a lesbian instead. So vote for her. I think I've lost the plot here. Vote for Amanēas 2023!

shes hairless due to regular shaving because otherwise she pulls all of her hair out. shes got seal eyes. and her nose doesnt have like much going on its just two nostrils that can seal close when needed. shes got a scar on her scalp thats formed a depression. and multiple beaded earrings from her in-laws. and then an eyebrow piercing from her husband. bulky weight lifter build going on. her skin is a purple-grey with pink undertones. and her eyes are a dark brown. and shes got silly angry eye brows. i dont know what else to say. i could just say shes an orc but the thing is she isnt like the popular interpretation of an orc or even the original interpretation because i found those racist and wanted to see if i could write orcs that werent. but anyways she's beautiful to ME !

244. Westley "Wes" Weston (@daddyplasmius) - the entire Phandom I guess

He/Him

Wes Weston is thee OC of all time. He belongs to the entire Danny Phantom fandom as a whole & is so well known we have tricked people outside the Phandom into thinking he is canon.

Wes Weston was created in 2014 when a tumblr user noticed him in the background of a single shot. He was given the role of "one guy who knows that Danny is Phantom" as a joke, named Wes Weston, & his character quickly rose to fame with the Phandom.

Wes evolved from simply "guy who knows Danny is Phantom" to ex-popular kid on the basketball team, who was ousted for claiming the hero of Amity Park could be that loser ghost hunter's son Fenton. He took up photography in order to get proof. He could never quite get it any, though.

Eventually, he learned that his father's boss, Vlad Masters, is the same as Danny, with an evil ghost alter ego. Of course, no one believes him except for his brother Kyle, who knows that Danny is Phantom too but thinks it's cosplay because he doesn't believe in ghosts, only aliens (& weed).

By this point, anyone who's heard his spiel has started a meme that Wes must be so hellbent on proving Fenton is Phantom because Wes himself is trying to hide His identity as Phantom! They even have the same butt.

Danny gets tired of trying to hide his identity from Wes, and because no one believes him anyway, Danny just stops pretending around him, to Wes's eternal frustration.

Wes slowly comes around, learning that there is a reason Danny is hiding his identity from the greater public (threat of vivisection from both his own parents & the government). Whether they become friends & Wes joins Team Phantom or they stay relatively neutral to each other is up to the lucky person who's adopted Wes Weston as their OC!

Wes looks similar to Danny, except he has red hair, green eyes, freckles, & is a bit taller.

#oc championship #round 1 #bracket d #tournament poll #243 Amanēas #244 Wes #okay wes is so funny to me for some reason I can't just throw him out

[anti-katsuki-lounge]

yk, it kind of annoys me when people rag on shinso for "coasting through life with his quirk". like, there are plenty of other valid criticisms of his character in canon (though admittedly i love his fanon characterization a lot bc of my own biases) but that one always gets under my skin. because that's,,, something basically every canon character does? if you have a quirk, youre going to use it, and the metric for which people use to identify a character as "relying on their quirk too much" seem inconsistent at best. even our very own main character midoriya starts relying on his quirk for everything basically as soon as he can use it without hurting himself, and we stop getting those fun moments where he gets to show his intelligence and creativity nearly as often as theyre replaced with "who can punch harder" contests.

also people who claim shinso did no physical training before the entrance exam, or before aizawa picked him up. because as far as im aware,,, thats never stated in canon? i think people are assuming that if he did any physical training, he would've automatically gotten into the hero course, but that's just not true. even if he trained as hard as he physically could, its gonna be basically impossible for a 15 year old who doesnt have a quirk that gives them an advantage to win against enough robots to pass... which is the literal point of the test. and before anyone brings up hagakure or ojiro, ojiro has an extra limb which canonically helps with his destructive power (he uses his tail to destroy things his punches/kicks couldnt multiple times) and professional martial arts training that shinso clearly doesnt have based on how he flailed during his fight with midoriya, and hagakure is invisible so she can easily sneak up on the robots and take the time to find their weaknesses without being attacked. clear advantages.

and even if he did absolutely no combat training, that could easily be a result of the whole quirk-centric society brainwashing everyone that their quirk makes them who they are. that they have to rely on it, and use it as their guide on who/what to become. so the fact that people are so quick to chalk it up to stupidity and arrogance, when it could easily be just a teenager who isnt immune to propaganda being bitter (and admittedly cruel, like i said not a fan of his canon characterization) when he tries to do something good with his "evil" quirk and it doesnt work, or hell any number of hundreds of other explanations, annoys me a bit. (i realize this is probably coming off as more of an angry rant than im intending, but im not actually that upset about it, im just trying to communicate my thoughts clearly.) ultimately, i dont think we have enough info on shinso's character to decide things like that, you know? and i dont think its productive to just decide that one interpretation of the very limited information we have on his thoughts and actions is the canon one, and then bash/praise him for that interpretation.

i think that's also why tagging things as OOC isnt really done anymore unless its egregious, because there are so many interpretations of characters that are close enough to canon that that version of them can be argued, and a lot of times the person who holds that interpretation is truly convinced that version in their heads is canon, to the point that anyone saying it isnt is automatically deemed an idiot who can't read. so its easy to say "people should tag more things as OOC", but it takes a lot to be aware that how you read a character may not be what is actually displayed in the text or what the author intended, and a lot of people only think about how they read the story due to their own biases or creativeness or pet peeves, not the literal reading of the text. its especially hard in manga, when drawings of facial expressions can sometimes be argued to display a number of emotions, thoughts, etc.

and that one post where someone said that shinso would die immediately if he had to fight someone with a weapon, when he wasnt trained, and they were genetically physically immune to his quirk?? like, yeah, obviously??? so would anyone! these hypotheticals are meaningless, because you could easily say "well, what is hagakure had to fight someone with a gun who had heat vision on day one, she'd probably die" or any other random character and scenario. it means nothing, especially since shinso was actively training to get into a school where he would be trained to both use his quirk and what to do when he cant use it. just saying "well he wasnt good at fighting before he got in" is a terrible argument. i agree with a lot of the rest of the post, but that one part baffled and irritated me.

I think Hitoshi’s biggest flaw is that the world building around him sucks. Had he been shown to train and still failed and had we actually been showed that he’s been bullied, his anger would’ve been justified or at least understandable/sympathetic. Instead we have… nothing, which makes him seem like he’s throwing a temper tantrum and/or comes off as entitled. On paper, he’s not a bad character whatsoever, and the same goes for Shota. The main issue with both characters comes from how they’re executed and how they mesh with the world they’re in.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Can I get E, F, I, and W for the slenderman fluff alphabet, please? Your take on my favorite pasta cryptid of all time is so nice and interesting. Adds a certain depth I don't typically see.

Fluff Alphabet w/ Slenderman but it's these letters!

side thing but guys go listen to redoin by jerryterry its so fucking good im listening to it on loop while im writing this and its making my vibrate

E (EMOTION)-

stone cold exterior, warm squishy interior. still hung up on the "slenderman longs for companionship just like everyone else but rarely gets that need met due to his nature and way of existence"

in other words he can be a passionate sap in regards to you, behind closed doors. he can wrapped up easily in things, so sometimes his passion can be mischaracterized as rage or annoyance but rest assured he's not angry with your existence

right in the middle of the "heart on the sleeve" and "cold and distant" thing, he feels he needs to keep up his image of powerful monster but he doesn't let you think at any moment that you're not important to him

F (FAMILY)-

i don't think he would want kids, and thats assuming he even can. in my au he was created by zalgo with the sole purpose to cause problems for people, i dont think zalgo was thinking about whether or not slenderman can reproduce when he making him

of course adoption is always an option, and who knows, maybe if you guys find some stray kid in the woods he might just take them in

this is where my take on slenderman strays a lot from the original since i personally think slenderman just. kicks kids out of the woods (which leads to them talking about him, which leads to slenderman being a known cryptid in universe) but thats mostly just me not wanting to dwell on child death + giving the dude some level of morals that at least somewhat align with the self loathing that comes with his "i dont want to eat people but i have to in order to survive" thing

but hey i think thats because i love those comics where people draw predator and prey animals where both sides are sympathetic

love shit like that

slenderman is only one part of this huge web that we call nature, simply existing because that's just how things are

whips and nae naes

I (INJURY)-

rest assured that he will tear the world apart should someone or something ever send harm your way. god forbid you are mortally wounded or even killed

he knows some basic first aid stuff thanks to watching people for so so so long, but he's a kriller not a healer, he doesnt know what to do if youre losing a bunch of that red liquid that fuels your insides

oddly calm about it, though, though with the way he holds you you can feel his rage seething under his skin

he himself /can/ get injured but its rarely something to fret about unless its like, from some real powerful person or some human who knows how to take down a specific man eating forest demon; i've actually never really thought about what conditions would need to be met to outright krill slenderman but

yeah

when he's the one hurt he insists you not to worry, it's going to take a LOT to keep him down

if you're injured and its something he can treat he will make sure you take it easy but hes not going to baby you about it

W (WARRIOR)-

okay so im writing this segment first because i can write a whole essay and really i dont know if theres going to be anything stopping me from doing just that. curse you jerryterry, the bops are so good. anyways onto the topic; a lot of my interpretation of slenderman is admittedly based around the early fandom characterization of him + a very specific fic that will remain nameless (though im more than happy to spill the link in dms, said fic also has some influence over my entire au/hc thing but thats not todays topic)

despite what many may think, i feel like, at least with my hyper specific take on slenderman, i feel like he wouldnt want you to fight along side him or be a proxy. only time i can see him date a proxy or fellow kriller is if you were already one prior to the relationship. in my au, slenderman resents his own existence for being what he is, and if he could he WOULD choose to be something else; however he cant rewrite the laws of this universe or fight against his biological functions

like i can go on an entire tangent, but my au is still so scrambled around that im not entirely sure where to start or how im going to make it make sense, but i feel like he would much rather keep you by him and safe (and even then i feel like thats pushing it, sure hes more than capable of protecting you but what if something stronger than him comes and fucks shit up? not all the creepypasta characters are buddy buddy)

but perhaps i will write a collection of loosely connected one shots one day detailing the world building and dynamics

i make no promises

#creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #slenderman imagine #slenderman x reader #slenderman headcanons

[sunwarmed-ash]

Some prompts for ya, I'm thinking ST ships.

Polaroid Camera | Snow | Cold Fingers & Warm Lips

Leather Belt | New Bed Sheets | Chocolate Chip Cookies

Back Seat | River | Camp Trail

These are amazing I'm adding all of these to my tumblr prompt lists for later! My brain is the big sads so this is all like pre smut but there's still some cute shit in there <3 thank you this is just what I needed

❄️Snow | Cold Fingers & Warm Lips💋

Mungrove 

AN: I love the idea of billy and eddie being neighbors okay 

It’s cold today. And yeah, its always cold in Hawkins in the winter time, but today is like, record breaking cold, like ‘you should be worried about the effects on the planet as a whole,’ cold. It fucking sucks, but by some miracle, the camper still has electricity and heat.

Eddie's warming his extremities in front of a space heater in the living room when there's a sharp series of knocks on his front door.

He opens the door to his new (within the year new) neighbor, California transplant Billy Hargrove, who looks positively frozen on the spot.

“Powers out,” is all he says by way of explanation before shouldering his way inside. 

“Oh shit,” Eddie says, looking across the street to the Mayfields/Hargrove's dark trailer. “What about your fami-”

“Motel. They’re fine.”

“Oh. Well, not that I don’t like your company, but uh, what the hell are you doing here?”

“Do you really think I want to be stuck in a fucking motel room with them?”

“Fair point,” Eddie snorts. Red was cool, but he didn't know much about her mom. And he knew too much about Neil. So instead of kicking the man out, he says “Make yourself at home.”

Billy goes immediately for the space heater and pulls his gloveless hands out of his jacket. He’s not wearing anything thicker than that faded brown leather jacket Eddie’s seen him rock at parties and jeans.

“Dude…”

“What?” Billy snaps, rotating his blue, most likely numb fingers in front of the space heater. 

“You still haven’t gotten a proper jacket?”

“Didn't think I’d still be here,” Billy replies bitterly. And again, Eddie can't blame him. He knows how much Billy misses California. And how in Billy's twisted mind he misinterprets buying a winter coat as permanent as setting up roots and buying a house in Hawkins. 

“Well, you are,” Eddie says, walking over to Billy’s side and flopping down on the ground to his right. “And in addition to that, you're here, so at least let me help.” He reaches out to take Billy’s hands into his own. Gentle, because they were going to hurt once they got circulation again, and started to rub across the palm with his fingers. His fingers are colder than ice, and knowing Billy, they have likely been like this for a while. The thing about Billy is, he only asks for help when he's desperate, and he never, ever uses those words. 

Eddie looks over the purple digits again with a frown and brings Billy's hand close to his mouth. 

Billy’s yank back was not only predictable but expected.

“What are you doing?” he asks, and while his voice is harsh, angry, his eyes are terrified, searching for any indication Eddie is setting him up for ridicule. 

Eddie isn’t. He wouldn’t do that. They’ve already been about as intimate as you can be with a person in the 7 weird months of their new friendship, but that doesnt mean Billy stops being Billy. 

“Do you want to lose your fingers?” Eddie asks.

“What?”

“Look at em. That’s not a good color.”

“That’s why I went to the space heater!” Billy defends. 

“Suit yourself,” Eddie shrugs, not giving up, but knowing Billy needs to be lured in a very specific way. “Might be kinda hard to jerk off without fingers. Hey! Maybe you could have them amputate the whole thing and get one of those cool hook hands! Wouldn't really solve the jerking off problem though…”

“Oh my GOD,” Billy huffs before shoving his hands back into Eddie’s face. Anything to get him to just stop talking.  

Eddie tries not to laugh too hard or boast his victory but he can’t help but feel good knowing the holes in Billy’s defenses.  

Eddie takes Billy’s right hand back into his hands and starts to rub across the slightly frostbitten skin. 

“Keep your other one near the heater,” he instructs, knowing there's no way he would convince Billy to touch any other part of Eddie’s skin at this stage. Billy does, and Eddie continues rubbing warmth and circulation back into the blonde’s hand. “Let me know when you start to feel it, it’s probably going to hurt.”

“Yeah, I know,” Billy huffs, looking pointedly everywhere but back at Eddie. 

“Want to smoke tonight?” Eddie offers, hoping to lighten some of the tension. 

“You got some bud?”

“Course I do,” Eddie laughs, rubbing across Billy’s palm. “Can you fold your fingers towards your palm yet?”

Billy turns his palm in Eddie’s hand and folds all of his fingers at the knuckle towards the palm. He winces a little but it's progress from where he started. His fingers are still a darker color than Eddie likes so he cups the folded hand in both of his and lowers his mouth closer. Billy doesnt pull away this time. Instead, he feels Billy’s breath inhale sharply at the same time Eddie exhales localized heat across his fingertips. If he was any closer, he’d be kissing them.  

“Eddie…” Billy gasps, quieter than a whisper. 

It's not necessarily intimate, but to Billy it must feel it, because his voice cracks the way it only does when he’s heavily, emotionally conflicted about something. 

Fortunately for Billy, Wayne comes storming out of his bedroom and into the common area just then. Billy pulls his hands back into his pockets and Eddie sits back on his hands like they hadn’t just been touching. 

It's ridiculous really, Wayne knows about Eddie. But still. Billy is always abundantly careful for the sake of his life.  

Wayne looks stressed, and Eddie is suddenly worried something awful has happened. 

“Everything okay Wayne?”

“Yeah, Claudia Henderson got stuck on her way coming home. She had to walk over a mile in this snow just to call me. I’m gonna go pull her car out, take her home.”

Wayne Munson. Patron Saint, he swears.

“Uh, alright, well, you should be careful too.” Eddie says, because he knows his van sure as hell won’t make it out of the park let alone all the way across town to bail him out if he gets stuck too. 

“I’ll be fine Eds,” Wayne says, a little impatient. Though Eddie can’t really blame him. He would hate to have to leave the warm area of his home to brace the snow too. “Be good you two, you hear,” he says, looking specifically at Eddie. 

Eddie threw his hands up in a scouts honor and it at least made Wayne laugh. “Yeah yeah.”

-

As soon as Wayne leaves, Billy exhales the tension he’s been holding. His hands seek out Eddie’s now; the back of Billy’s hand smacking Eddie impatiently until he continued the previous warming treatment. It was so goddamn funny and so Billy Hargrove Eddie bursts out laughing. 

“You're ridiculous,” Eddie says, taking Billy’s other hand and resuming his previous actions. 

“Whatever, you're into it.” Billy says, a little mean, but then he smirks and Eddie just about melts in place. 

“I uh, I didn't offer this before because of Wayne, but-”

Billy can already read the writing on the wall and smirks as Eddie starts to move closer. The musician climbs into the blonde’s lap, taking each of Billy’s still chilled hands and moving them under his Hellfire shirt towards his stomach. As soon as his icy digits touch soft skin Eddie gasps, loud as the chill freezes him to the bone. It doesn't take long to melts into something so much hotter though. Billy’s hands move across his skin grip just above the top hem of his jeans. He squeezes tight, holding Eddie right where he wants him. 

“Fuck me,” Eddie pants, because it really is cold, but he loves Billy’s hands on him. Any way he can get them. 

“Funny,” Billy purrs, pulling Eddie closer as he starts an array of sharp nips up Eddie’s neck, “I was just thinking the same thing.”

“Please, Billy,” Eddie pants and that’s all it takes. Billy stands and lifts them both off of the leather sofa, holding Eddie against his body as he walks back into his bedroom, sharp teeth finally making contact with the meat of his neck.

#mungrove #st prompts #i loved these thank you so much #eddie munson #billy hargrove #mungrove ficlet #eddie x billy #find me on ao3 #sunwarmed ash #links in pinned #i post new stuff every sunday #sinful sunday #stranger things #you can also find all my ST fics on my pinned link

[definitelynotshouting]

grian snacking on Card Game Rage might even be a good long term thing as part of getting him to eat better, like, instead of limiting himself to just positive emotions he might realize there's a wide array of ethically sourced negative emotions including but not limited to "frustration at a contraption not working", "ARGH MOB", Card Game Rage, etc and there's a wide array of events other than MCC he can poke his head into for a meal

Oh!! So actually, this is something i want to mention about Watcher feeding habits and how they work, because i dont think i really expanded on this in any of my other posts laying out the lore and mechanics and whatnot

So when a Watcher feeds, its actually less about the emotions and more about the hertz frequency those emotions are occurring at on the electromagnetic spectrum. Beta brain waves hit around 18-35 Hz, which is about the hertz frequency that Watchers can "feed" off of as well. In truth, its less "feeding" so much as it is resonance. Watchers have very brittle code that takes a lot of time and energy to shape, and a lot of maintenance to keep from falling apart. Where Player code is super flexible and tends to repair itself just fine, Watchers have to resonate with a certain hertz frequency to repair their code manually. This hertz frequency basically happens to coincide with beta brain waves in Players, which in turn is related to high intensity emotions and agitation in the brain.

Watchers can "bump" this frequency slightly by a few hertz, and then keep their prey at that level of agitation for extended periods of time while they repair their code. Anxiety becomes a panic attack that goes on for hours. Irritation becomes rage that wont stop. Excitement becomes a manic high. The problem with feeding on one person, or even just a few people at once, is that it will quite literally fry their brain-- this is why Watchers tend to bring together larger groups of people, agitate their brains a bit (the effect is lessened over a large group of people), and feast on the resulting frequencies all around them.

So in truth, Grian feeding on Doc's rage would actually enhance and lengthen it, which is both dangerous for him, and everyone else around him. This is why Grian was so hardcore about only feeding on "positive" emotions-- putting together some silly events or fun games and then stirring their brains up is a little less dangerous¹ for everyone (but especially them) than making them all very scared, very sad, or very angry. That, and he loves them-- he doesnt want them to hurt. The fact that he fed on their suffering in the Life games quite literally haunts him.

¹ obviously, mania is its own problem, can be just as scary and dangerous, and has its own potential for terrible accidents-- but this is being written from Grian's pov, who views it as the lesser of two evils. The point of this au ofc is that its a terrible, horribly messy situation where there are no clear cut answers, solutions, or faults; Grian has a right to his own survival, and the hermits have a right to not get their brain chemistry altered without their knowledge or consent. So while it might seem like the things you mentioned are ethical choices, the truth is that if Grian were to feed on them, he would be extending and enhancing those emotions to an extreme degree-- hence why he tried so hard to only feed off of positive ones, and why MCC was a good feeding option in his mind bc emotions are already very high during those games, and few people are gonna notice their adrenaline pumping while they're playing or cheering their fave on.

(Altho, something i havent mentioned yet is that i HAVE come up with an eventual solution for him. And ironically enough, Doc is the one who makes it. I dont want to spoil it too much yet tho, so just know i do have something in mind that will help him get back home<3)

#shouting speaks #asks #grian #hermitcraft #3rd life #mcyt #watcher grian #watcher!grian #hunger au #that being said tho in an au thats a little softer on the science i absolutely agree and love the idea #grian expand ur feeding habits beloved this cant possibly be healthy (it isnt) #sorry for the infodump it Will happen again #txt

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sorry to jump in here very last minute you can just ignore this one if you want but i wanted to share my thoughts on Dewdrop. i keep seeing people say that he shouldnt be characterised as weak or over-emotional and trust me i 100% get it i have read so many fics where he has been made out to be way too angry and snappy and just rude. but also on the flipside i dont think hes the strongest or most well adjusted ghoul in the slightest. if we're going down the route of "Dewdrop has been through a lot of trauma" then i gotta say that trauma does not make you stronger. no matter how much you'd like to think it does it really doesnt. it puts you into survival mode sure but honestly it doesnt give you any advantage over someone else who hasnt been through the same stuff as you. and i dont know if im just projecting my own experiences here (because lets be honest a large amount of hcs are just people projecting so its pretty hard to argue that anyone's "wrong" about anything. and thats not even going into how the only characterizations we have for the ghouls is how they act on stage and different people will interpretate that differently) i definitely see Dew as being kind of a wreck emotionally at first. i think hes definitely healed and moved on and is happy and pretty stable now but also there are times where things do get too much and there have been times where he hasnt been able to cope properly. hes messy and complicated and he is very strong but hes not strong because of his trauma if that makes sense. and hes also soft and caring and sweet too thats an important part of his character too. idk if any of this makes sense ive probably contradicted myself here at one point and i really do respect everyone's hcs and idea but this is just my thoughts on it.

no absolutely, trauma is a nuance in itself. do i think dew is perhaps the most well versed in it? yes, however you want to take that lmao. i think with that experience perhaps he can make himself appear stronger, in order to protect if thats what he feels he has to do.

and yes, thats more of what i was trying to say originally. its not the trauma itself that makes him strong, its everything else he does because of it, in spite of it, etc. it IS messy and complicated, and he has ABSOLUTELY broken down about all these things we hc to have gone through. absolutely.

healing is a very non linear thing, generally speaking. im sure much is the same for fictional ghouls lmao. i bet theres still some really hard days for him, days where all he wants to do is get mad and lash out or curl up into a ball and be alone. maybe resilient is a better word for him. and yeah, he, like many of us, doesnt maybe want to be resilient, he wants bad things to stop happening to him lmao. but hes learned a lot from all those things and from his pack on how to start becoming a stronger person.

#essentially that boy is TRAUMATIZED but hes fuckin trying his best lmao #theres so many different ways hes expressed his reactions to it i bet #ask #anon #thank you for sharing btw!!