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whumpering-heights · 2 years

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Villain recovery arc: I'm here

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tagging: @pumpkin-spice-whump @octopus-reactivated @fanastyfinder @whumpy-arts-and-crafts @arsonfrogger @burtlederp @harri-00 @akito-fuckn-fear @potatoo-angst

CWs: mental whump, implied brain damage, cognitive trouble, clumsy caretaking, aftermath of starvation, emeto mention, child abuse mention, arguments

Villain woke from his nap. His head pounded and every muscle was sore, yet he smiled when he saw Hench sitting next to his bed.

In bits and pieces, the memory of the reunion came back. It wasn’t a dream, though it still felt fake. He hadn’t woken up back in his cell as he had feared.

“You’re really alive,” he muttered, still foggy with sleep. “But… I don’t understand, how?”

Henchwoman looked at him oddly. Fondly, with a smile, but there was something tight around their eyes.

“I got out just before the lab went up, Boss,” she explained. “I’ve told you that three times already.”

Villain tried to remember when that must have been. He remembered waking up to the IV, and hugging Ada. Had that been the same event, or was he cobbling together different moments? His headache got worse, and he struggled not to give up and simply stop thinking.

“How.. How long have I been out? Of Hero’s cell, I mean?”

“Same as last time I told you, about a day.”

Her voice had a slight edge to it. Was it annoyance Villain heard? Or just pity? He pressed the palms of his hands against his eyes. He could feel the tremors in them, the way fever was making his skin electric. He sighed, but then stopped and frowned.

He was upset about something. But he couldn’t remember what. He looked over at Hench, in the hope seeing her would help him remember. The young woman looked at him expectantly.

“Do you?” she asked.

Villain blinked in confusion.

“I’m… What? Did you ask me a question?”

“Yes!” Hench clearly said that a bit louder than she’d meant to, and cleared her throat to cover it up. “I mean, yes. I asked if you need anything?”

“My brain back, that would be nice.”

Hench didn’t seem to think it was funny.

Well, why not? It was funny! Like she could just pick up his brain at a grocery store. Hello, I’d like one coherent mind, please. That’ll be 3,99. Villain chuckled at the absurdity of that mental image, and then lost control over the reaction, like he was slipping on ice. It wasn’t even a good joke, but he couldn’t really stop, to the point he was having trouble catching his breath. Oh, if he died right now, wouldn’t that be a laugh? All that trouble to escape Hero, and he’d pass away cackling like a madman at his own dumb quip.

Once his fit calmed down, he groaned. Laughing had jostled his injuries, and though the painkillers made the pain nice and muted, he could feel his frail body straining under the excercise.

He turned his head away from Hench when he caught her eyes.

“Please don’t look at me like that,” he muttered.

“Like what?” she asked. Villain didn’t answer, because he couldn’t find the words. He just knew Henchwoman’s face made him want to hide under the blanket.

Thankfully, he was pulled from his thoughts when Vigilante entered.

“How are we doing here?” he asked. “Everything alright?”

“I dunno,” answered Henchwoman, speaking over Villain’s bed to Vigilante.

“He’s not thinking straight. How long do you think he’ll be like this?”

Villain’s brows lowered. Please don’t talk about me like I’m not here, he thought. I am. I can still hear you, even if I might not remember in five minutes.

“I don’t know,” answered Vigilante. “He’s still recovering. Give it time. He’ll come back to himself eventually.”

“I’m here,” said Villain, in a tone more bitter than he’d aimed for. Vigilante smiled and looked at him.

“Hey, good job on remembering! Yeah, you’re in my place, and-”

“No,” interrupted Villain, more insistent. “I’m here, I can hear you. I’m stupid, not deaf. And I’m already myself. I can’t become any more than I am. This is it. Okay? ”

The other two were silent for a moment. Villain wondered if they even understood what he’d been trying to say. Did he even understand his own words? The fever was making it so hard to focus. “Stupid,” he muttered to himself.

“Hey, you’re not stupid,” Vigilante tried to console. “Your brain is going to bounce back, don’t worry. Here, I brought you some food.”

Villain decided it wasn’t worth it to argue. He was too tired for it, anyway.

He reached out his thin, pale hands to take the ceramic bowl. It appeared to be filled with a chicken soup, about halfway. He cocked his head at the small amount.

“That’s all?” He picked up the spoon and let some of the nearly clear broth fall back into the bowl. Hunger made his stomach pang and he glanced at Vigilante sideways. “Hero didn’t starve me enough, then?”

Vigilante sat down next to his bed, on the opposite side Henchwoman sat at.

“No need for the attitude. I’d love to give you more, but we need to take it slow. Otherwise, you’ll be puking all over the bed.”

Ah yes, Villain supposed that made sense. When Sidekick had made him pancakes, that exact thing had- Sidekick.

He nearly dropped his spoon when he remembered.

“Where’s Sidekick?”

Vigilante wouldn’t meet his gaze.

“Look, Villain-”

“Where is he?” asked Villain, a little more frantic now. He needed the kid to be safe, he had to know he was alright. And he… Sidekick always made it better, right? Yes, how could he recover without his help? He had been his support so long, why wasn’t he here right now? Vigilante’s jaw tensed.

“Listen, Sidekick… He didn’t come with us.”

Villain couldn’t believe his ears. “You left him there?” he accused.

Vigilante held up his hands in defense.

“I tried, okay? But he didn’t want to come, and I-”

Villain squinted, disapproval clear on his face. “So you just left him.”

“Well.. Yes!” exclaimed Vigilante. “What did you want me to do, haul him over my shoulder and carry him out?”

Villain knew he was being sarcastic, but he felt the anger inside rise. “Yes! You did the same with me! Why would you save me, and leave the kid! What kind of priorities..?” he shook his head.

“I’d rather you left me there!”

At that, Henchwoman interfered. “Don’t say that, you deserved to get out!”

“Not as much as him,” rebuked Villain, before turning his anger back on Vigilante. “You don’t understand. Hero, he beats him. If he’s there and I’m not, he’ll be in deep trouble.”

Vigilante closed his eyes, as though bracing for a hit.

“I know,” he said softly, which only fueled Villain’s disbelief more.

“And you’re okay with that?!” he asked, voice getting near to cracking.

“Of course I’m not okay!” Vigilante’s skin had become flush, and when he finally looked at Villain, his eyes were dark. “Do you think that helps me sleep at night? No, I hate it just as much as you. I know what Hero is like,-”

“You don’t,” argued Villain.

“I do!” he insisted. “For longer than you, even.”

“Then how can you abandon Sidekick like that?” yelled Villain, face turning red.

Vigilante rose from his chair.

“Because I know what it’s like to be his friend!” he’d raised his voice and his fists were clenched.

“I know, okay? Don’t act like I’m on his side, I’m not! I can’t just kidnap someone who isn’t ready to leave, that’s not how that works! So shut up about it!”

The silence was deafening. The second the words left Vigilante’s mouth, he saw the effect they had: Henchwoman looked close to crying, and Villain had shut off. Although his brows were still furrowed in anger, he was simply staring into the middle distance.

Vigilante knew he was a big guy of solid muscle, and even taller than Hero. Usually, that made him feel like a protector. But right now it had only freaked everyone out. He rubbed his face.

“Crap, I’m sorry guys, I-I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s alright,” Henchwoman said softly, though Vigilante could tell how she was shaking a little. “Let’s not fight anymore, please.”

“Y-yeah,” Vigilante said, embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful. Villain? Can you hear me?”

Villain startled.

“Hm, I hear you,” he mumbled, but didn’t turn to look at him. “Please don’t hurt him.” His voice was monotone. “I don’t want Sidekick to get hurt.”

Vigilante sighed. Villain wasn’t seeing him anymore. Henchwoman took the bowl, before Villain’s loose grip on it would cause it to spill.

“Don’t worry Boss, I’ll be here until you come back to yourself.”

Villain blinked, the only sign he’d even registered the words. His voice was higher and strained.

“Sidekick… Is he gonna be okay? I didn’t mean to get him hurt..”

Henchwoman swallowed, their lips pressing tighter for a moment.

“I know. But hey, I’m here now. We’re both okay, let’s focus on that.”

When she guided the man to lean back into his pillows, some clarity seemed to return to Villain’s face, and he smiled.

“Yeah, you’re alive… I missed you so much. How…” He frowned. “How did you survive?”

Hench closed her eyes a moment to collect herself before responding.

“I made it out just before it went up.”

“Oh.” Villain sounded surprised. “I’m sorry, you sound annoyed. Are you?”

“No, just…” Hench pulled up the blankets a little. “I’m just tired.”

“Me too,” said Villain. “You’re a good kid. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Though Henchwoman seemed happy with those words, Vigilante couldn’t help but wonder who Villain thought he was talking to.

#whump #my stuff #my writing #behind the masks #villain #villain whump #vigilante #whump writing #mental whump #implied brain damage #cognitive trouble #clumsy caretaking #aftermath of starvation #emeto mention #child abuse mention #arguments #henchwoman

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ncttytrack · 3 months

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Enha reaction to their sweet virgin girlfriend asking them "please dont make it hurt"

This is so hot I’m dying 😭 I’m sorry for making Sunghoon toxic every time lmao

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ꕤ Heeseung would think you were funny for saying that. Him? Being careful? Don’t get me wrong, as his girlfriend he loves you very much, but hearing those words fall out from your sweet little mouth would actually make him want to fuck you harder, rougher and definitely faster. “Baby, you know when you sound that cute I can’t hold back”, he says as he roughly fucks into you. It would leave you so confused, he would fuck you so hard, but his words would be so sweet, praising you for being able to take his big cock

ꕤ It would be over for Jay if you said that. Seeing how weak you are under him, so inexperienced, begging him to not make it hurt. I lowkey think Jay has a virgin kink, since he likes to be the “caretaker”, making sure you feel good and that it isn’t too much for you. Would have no problem in taking it slow, his ego actually getting bigger when seeing how much trouble it takes for you to only take the tip of his cock. “My sweet baby, let’s just start with the tip yeah?”

ꕤ Jake wouldn’t know how to react tbh. At one end, he would love to take extra care with you, making sure that his cute virgin girlfriend doesn’t get hurt the first time you have sex. But, I also think he is too clumsy? - accidentally pushing himself way to roughly into you, making you let out a loud cry. He would try so hard to not fuck into you then and there, but he would eventually give up and just be as rough with you as he pleases. “You feel too good for me to take it slow”

ꕤ Sunghoon finds your begging hot, so hot that he would in fact not be careful with you. “Don’t worry bunny, I’m gonna stretch you out real good so it doesn’t hurt” The pain of taking his big cock for the first time, mixed with the pleasure, would be too much for you, making you cry. Sunghoon would probably get more turned on by this though, and the harder you cry the rougher he pounds into you. But, right after, he would be so sweet to you, cuddling you as aftercare, giving you soft kisses at the top of your head. “My sweet bunny, you were so good for me, let hoonie take care of you”

#enhypen #enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen x reader #enhypen hyung line #enhypen imagines #sunghoon smut #enha smut #enhypen hard thoughts #heeseung smut #jay smut #jake smut #sunghoon #heeseung #jake #jay

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chocsra · 29 days

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✧ STORMBRINGER CHUUYA AS YOUR GUY BSF IS ....

✧ w/c: 588 ✧ content: drabbles & headcanons of cute things with stormbringer! chuuya

☆ a shocked yet distasteful groan pulling from his throat when you show him a picture of a celebrity you find cute, grumbling about how your taste in men sucks ass. you didn't think he was jealous, just shocked at the creature he was looking at. though sometimes, you barely graze the envy on his face when you actually interact with another boy; especially if he's your type, because chuuya knows. still, he brushes your friendly smile with stupidity—because the dude you're talking with 'isn't even all that.'

☆ like having an annoyed caretaker, always keeping an eye out for you, rebuking your recklessness. just appalled that you have this much carelessness for your life on a day to day basis. but even though he'd scold you gently for anything stupid or clumsy you pull, you'd always find a gloved hand reaching out to you, providing support. either when you've stumbled, or you're about to jump off a ledge from even the smallest of heights.

☆ falling face first into the ground whilst trying to fight off one of the port mafia's powerful enemies because your shoelaces were untied. humilated, you found yourself sitting on a bench as chuuya unashamedly scolds you for your rookie mistake. knelt down as he still ties your shoes. "do you double knot your laces?" he'll ask, if you already said yes, the boy would finish one shoe with a tight squeeze, before gently patting your ankle to lace the other one, "well you better start triple knottin' em!"

☆ late night calls about the silliest things. chuuya would have his camera on in his pajamas, either mindlessly fiddling with his guitar, doing some chores, or cooking simply out of boredom. he'd rant about his day, the jewel marketing circulation, this crazy fuck named 'dazai', how much he admires his superior—kouyou, and his friends which call themselves 'the flags'. in return, you can tell him all the school gossip you've picked up on, new music you caught onto, your rants in your notes app.

☆ exchanging knowing side glances at each other when someone's being annoying or a dumb fuck. it's the kind of look two sassy girls would stare at each other with a secret disdain for the person in front of them.

☆ chuuya keeping a hair tie on his wrist for you and him only. at first, it was extra incase he lost his own hair tie, but soon, if you ever needed one, he always keeps extra on his wrist so you wouldn't have messy hair flying everywhere.

☆ taking unwanted photos of chuuya while he chases after you to delete them. sometimes, it'd be mid sneeze or the boy yawning carelessly. he definitely cares once you've did a close up shot where he looks like the epitome of a ginger leprechaun. he'd (try to) snatch your phone and now gives you the stinkiest side eye when you even try to point your phone at him.

☆ unconsciously resting an arm behind your shoulders when you're both sitting side by side. for chuuya, it provides a comforting stretch for his arms, and it feels safer knowing that he can just manuver you if there was ever an unexpected attack. for you, the fact that he just does it so casually makes you a nervous wreck.

☆ believing wholeheartedly that he's human. afterall, you wouldn't feel this much adoration for a code of strings, no? you always internally chide him if he thinks otherwise, but as friends, you thought it's better to give him a comforting pat on the back.

�� chocsra™

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radioisntdead · 21 days

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I don't know if you do parental asks, but if you do, could you bless me eyes by writing a father Alastor and child!reader who is a toy/doll demon? Reader is hyperactive but very clumsy so Alastor always has to keep an eye on her so she doesn't hurt herself and sometimes he resorts to having one of his shadows watching over her if he's busy. Reader is small so they always seem to get stuck in cabinets or closet, which scares the hotel residents when they see Reader in a random place. [Not me trying to cure my daddy issues] 😂😂

Good evening my dear! I've been expecting someone to request a parental Alastor, [No seriously I have, I had a feeling someone was gonna request it, it was only a matter of time] I'VE BEEN READY FOR THIS, Not to mention I'm related to a hyperactive child so taking inspo from that! (Please help me he bites)

Father! Alastor & child! Reader

Platonic, obviously.

Warnings!!!

Fanon, I'm going fanon for this, mild cannibalism, feral, reader is based off a porcelain doll but I am TERRIFIED of porcelain dolls, anyways feral reader, injuries etc etc Alastor scooped reader up from the side of the street, I like how I've had every parental hazbin character with a child figure reader just scoop them off the street, I should draw that later

No one knows how exactly how you ended up below, it was theorized that there was probably a mix-up or maybe you were one of those deranged child serial killers or maybe you WERE hellborn that just aged really slow, like concerningly slow, but from some of the things you say it was suspected you were indeed a sinner.

Anyways that's up to you to figure out, but what we do know is that Alastor stumbled upon you absolutely tearing apart a grown sinner in some alleyway, despite looking like a porcelain doll that could break if dropped on carpet, the radio static coming from him caught your attention,

And then you saw those big fluffy ears that sat on the top of his head, you ran towards him with the speed of a feral child, because you were, infact a feral child

"Fluffy!"

You immediately climbed onto him, little hands clinging onto the fabric of his suit before finally reaching for his ears,

He didn't even get a chance to get away from you. With a strained smile he grabbed you off him, and held you up as he inspected you, observing your appearance,

"How peculiar, don't do that."

He said as you continued reaching for his fluffy ears.

And that had sealed his fate, he could NOT get rid of you,

He left you back in that alley he found you? You showed up again two minutes later, he sent you into the Vee's tower? You are the reason Valentino has a messed up antenna.

Alastor became a father against his will, and honestly it could've been worse, you were a decently chaotic child, that would either follow him around or when in the hotel would climb up his back and play with his fluffy ears while maniacally whispering

"fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy"

"Dear, please get off me."

Your skin was covered in a light porcelain coating, like thin wax covering soft clay, If thrown harshly against something you could crack and bleed, it wouldn't make that much of a sound.

you were very much a fragile thing and as your reluctant caretaker Alastor made sure that you stayed out of trouble, safe and sound, and away from any sharp objects.

Unfortunately you were hellbent on getting into mischief, especially in the hotel where there were many things you could get into, like behind the bar where husk worked, He took a five minute break to grab something to eat and you had managed to slip yourself behind several bottles inside the cabinet, one wrong move and they all fall to the ground and shatter with the alcoholic beverages inside them,

He had to take out twenty bottles, place them on the counter then take you out, gently place you on the ground then put all the bottles back, it was a hassle, not to mention you had a thing for fluffy things, Husk was NOT an exception, if he wasn't paying attention you would claw your way up his back like a feral mongoose and just gently pet his ears while mumbling "Kitty cat, kitty cat kitty cat kitty ca-"

You got along well with Niffty, she was like a sadistic older sister but it was decided that she was a bad influence on you so whenever you're near her it needs to be supervised by someone.

You give Charlie mini heart attacks because either you'll be the sweetest little thing towards her, you'll draw with her, call her 'Big sister Charlie' or something like that and you will have her wrapped around your little fingers, or you'll be a source of stress because your playing on the railing and oops! Your falling twelve feet to the ground and she's rushing over to catch you, and after she catches you, probably breaking something in the process you just give her the biggest smile as you hug her saying she caught you, you've also terrified her and Vaggie more then once by hiding underneath their bed and popping out at the worst of times with confetti or something.

Speaking of Vaggie you had a similar relationship but she was more strict in a way, she has a soft spot for kids and she keeps an eye on you, she'll teach you how to spar as an attempt to burn any excess energy you have, she'll go for a run and take you with her, she'll have you on one of those child leashes because you can, will and have run into the road and almost got taken out, respawning was a very very painful process, it was like getting ripped apart, turned inside out, twisted and turned back out and put together again, there's a reason it can take time for a sinner to respawn.

A child like you should never have to deal with that, and Vaggie, while she can't respawn she understands and will prevent you from having too, Alastor may not like her all that much (Or at all) but she's proven to be a decent babysitter.

Sir Pentious was like a goofy older brother or that dork of a cousin, he'd probably invent something to entertain you or he'd read to you, you scare eggs out of him when he's working on something and BAM you pop up out of nowhere, the majority of the eggs were fearful of you too.

"uh, can you not bite me?" A egg asked as your unhinged jaw munched on him, slowly tearing away until he eventually cracked leaving you to run away from the yolk covered crime scene.

[He's the first person you go to when you are redeemed, a familiar face is what you need in an unknown place where you should've gone in the first place, the halo on your head makes him cry, you made it with him but that more then likely means you perished like he did]

Angel dust was no different from the others, he tones his language down a bunch but he's still Angel dust, a inappropriate joke can and will slip through the cracks but he doesn't mean any harm, he just panics and tells you not to tell your Pa, giving you some child-safe candy in return and if your running around like a manic Niffty he'll pick you up and try to find the more responsible residents, or you'd tug on his fluff, he was one of the fluffiest residents and that made him, a major target for your lil' grabby hands, if you ever want a snack your not supposed to have he'll give it to you, you want ice cream? Sure knock yourself out kid, He reminded you of someone you knew once.

What did they look like again? You couldn't remember..

When Alastor steps out of the hotel to go to a overlord meeting or whatever he does and no one is available to watch you, he'll have his shadows watch over you,

His shadows need a pay raise.

"I'll be back in a few hours, be good dear!" Alastor said patting you lightly on the head as you grinned up at him,

"Alrighty! Bye Papa!"

You wave as he leaves, as the door closes you turn around and wander around the hotel, everyone was busy preparing for something, you didn't quite know what yet though, but you were left to your own devices today! You ran up and down the staircases, you got a laundry basket and used it as a makeshift snowboard on the staircase which Alastor's shadow had to make sure it didn't fling up into the air, you jumped off a counter his shadow grabbed the collar of your shirt to stop you from face planting.

You eventually get bored of playing around and try to find Niffty to ask if she could make you something to eat but the hotel's resident housekeeper is nowhere to be found, so you enter the kitchen and it is a DANGER ZONE, you knew not to touch the stove or the sharp knives thankfully but that didn't stop you from dragging over a chair to climb up into the cabinet to grab a plate, a few cups falling in the process but the shadow caught them before they could shatter into the floor, You hopped down from the chair to get a tortilla, the shadow stood next to you ready to grab you if needed, you waddled over to the refrigerator and took out a pack of bacon bites and sour cream, you acquired a plastic knife to spread the sour cream onto the tortilla, sprinkling some bacon bits after before rolling it up and placing it onto the plate.

You grinned at your snack, this is what defined your childhood, you turn back to the refrigerator to grab a juicebox before taking the plate and booking it back into the main room of the hotel.

You sneakily made your way to the TV and looked around, you gave the shadow a 'shh' motion as you turned on the tv to vintage cartoons, like Popeye, Betty boop or if you were lucky to access more modern cartoons, you could watch Scooby doo!

This was the time Alastor's shadow could rest from protecting you, so it wouldn't snitch to Alastor about your consumption of cartoons.

It wished you would watch more cartoons because after your snack you were dangling from the chandelier! You didn't know how you even got up there?!

When Alastor finally returned from wherever he was you immediately ran, tackling the Radio demon in a hug, Alastor's smile tightened slightly but he bared with it, you were just an excited child that he cared for, like a pet.

"I take it you were behaved while I was away?"

You nodded, "Yep!"

The shadow would say otherwise because you were HANGING FROM THE CHANDELIER FOR AN HOUR, They had to lurk around in case you fell, which you did, Thankfully they didn't have to catch you, because Charlie had emerged at the right time to catch you as you dropped from the chandelier.

But Alastor didn't need to know that right now, he'll find out on his own when he's making dinner and he goes to check on you to see you dangling from the chandelier again with Angel and Husk scrambling beneath trying to catch you if you were to slip and fall.

"Aren't you a little troublemaker?" He would say as he snapped his fingers and you were brought down from the chandelier, safe and sound, he'd bring a clawed hand to your face as he gently pitched your check, tutting like a old lady before turning around and bringing you to assist him in the kitchen and give huskerdust a break.

Alastor didn't see himself ever having a child before you, and he could see you growing into a powerful overlord one day, he'd be there to guide you as you grew, you would've grown up loved, watching as sinners entered the hotel and left as saints,

For now you were standing behind him in the kitchen carefully mixing rolling out some type of dough as music played from the radio and you told your Papa about your day.

Once the dough was rolled out and cut Alastor pat your head saying that you did a good job before moving to dip the dough into hot oil, as you watched, a tentacle holding the back of your 1930's themed attire making sure you didn't dive into the oil by accident.

Within the hour you were sat at a table with freshly made beignets Infront of you,

"Enjoy!"

"Thank you Papa!"

You said before digging into one of the beignets as Alastor smiled per usual, it was a nice treat, you liked moments like these, you hoped you could stay in the hazbin hotel with it's residents and your Papa forever, they were your family and family stays together right?

Good evening folks! Thank you for tuning in! I was supposed to post this last night but I passed out, and We may be adopting a dog soon! I'm not using that as an excuse I'm just excited, anyways I'm working on requests, part twos and all that good stuff! Tune on in for that later on!

Also I may have added sprinkles of angst here but we don't talk about that =]

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #alastor x reader #alastor x you #alastor imagine #alastor & reader

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oharabunny · 7 months

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imagine being miguel's live-in doll

Description: You're kind of a loser and horrible at taking care of yourself so much so that he takes it upon himself to be your one and only caretaker.

Word Count: 2271

Warning: yandere!Miguel, OOC!Miguel, coercion, fem!afab!Reader, pitiful!Reader, Author projecting their problems, not beta read

So let’s say your universe collapsed and you were the only one that Miguel managed to save.

Since you have no universe to return to, he allows you to stay in HQ and provides you with a modded dimensional watch to keep you from disintegrating.

You have your own room and access to the amenities in HQ like the cafeteria and the training center.

Honestly you hit the jackpot because before your universe collapsed you were a loser who barely scraped by for your shitty apartment. You never graduated college, and you job hopped between minimum wage jobs.

The catch was that you are not allowed to leave the premises. Apparently the outside world is too dangerous and overwhelming for someone of your time. For a while, you didn’t seem to have an issue.

First couple months passed, and you loved having no responsibilities and being able to laze around, but you quickly found that to be very boring PLUS you had survivor’s guilt and wanted to be useful for Miguel, who saved you.

So you ask him for a job to do and he seems a little impressed. You are just an ordinary human so he gives you the job as his assistant that doesn't handle sensitive and complicated information.

He may have regretted a little for assigning you a job because now he sees you as a clumsy oaf. It’s not like you couldn’t do your job properly, but you always somehow trip, fall, scrape, and bump into everything. Not a single day were you not mildly injured.

What sealed the deal one day was when an anomaly broke out in HQ and you were caught in the crossfire.

Basically, you are never going to have freedom ever again.

You are rushed to med bay and diagnostics concluded that your injuries are not life threatening, but for some reason he never left your side. Was it pity? It couldn’t be, because pity wouldn’t make him stay while you healed.

He basically wouldn’t let you discharge until every single cut on you was healed and sealed.

When you are discharged, he tells you that you’re no longer sufficient for the job and will be promptly relocated to a safehouse aka his apartment.

You almost fought him on the spot because you enjoyed your job and being able to socialize with the other Spider people. (Which you didn’t know had him seething)

Also, you would be a horrible roommate.

He didn’t give you much choice because it was either his apartment or be homeless.

You couldn’t risk being homeless in a futuristic society with nothing but the clothes on your back.

He personally escorts you to his apartment and to no one’s surprise it was luxurious and spacious. However, it was plain and boring like his taste.

You have free range in his apartment since there was nothing particularly important stashed there. All of it would be at HQ anyway. He practically lives there.

While he did give you a salary when you had your job, but not enough to sustain yourself forever since he fired you. So, he lets you use his credit card to order groceries and whatever you want within reason. And yes he will be monitoring every purchase.

And of course, he also tells you you’re not allowed to leave the apartment. For any reason. Unless you have his explicit permission.

And if you ever do try to leave, the door has a very loud alarm when opened and he is immediately alerted. Even if you manage to get three steps out of the apartment building, he’ll haul your ass back.

Or if you actually do make it into the streets, he has your location pinged in real time from your dimensional watch that he also made completely locked to your wrist (to your dismay cuz it’s so ugly and clashes with your outfits).

Man, you just wanted to go for a walk.

But he’ll just tell you to sit on the balcony that is completely sealed all around only allowing light in so don’t even bother trying to jump.

Anyways.

Since he won’t be coming by often, you can basically redecorate and redesign it to suit your preferences. If anything, he encourages it.

It was fun for a while, but having no structure in life caused you to spiral. As a certified loser with executive dysfunction, you ordered take out and instant food everyday, left trash to build up over time without taking it out, slept and woke up at random hours of the day, and showered once a week.

He definitely knows you are spiraling. He hid many many cameras all over his apartment before taking you here.

He comes by unannounced one day while you are sprawled on the couch, sleeping, with the TV running.

Yeah he cleans everything and takes out all your trash. He wakes you up. You’re startled. And he just tells you that you need to shower.

Man how embarrassing is that. You stank like butt.

You apologized profusely, but he doesn’t seem to care. He wasn’t mad but he definitely pitied you.

You go to the bathroom right away to take a shower and he follows you.

You’re like wtf get out.

He then exposes the fact he knows you’re a clumsy idiot who definitely slipped and hit your head multiple times before.

Still, you think he doesn’t need to watch you shower right? RIGHT???

Wrong, he is going to personally wash you head to toe.

Yeah you are definitely fighting his ass off because you two are not that close and also you’re not handicapped! But he keeps treating you like one.

You kept struggling and kicking him like a baby which did annoy the shit out of him so he bit you so his venom can paralyze you.

He strips you bare and tests the water temperature before setting you down on the shower bench. He is very thorough with you. He scrubbed every spot and yes even your private parts which made you think he was trying to cop a feel.

Oh boy when he starts to wash your hair, you literally melted. Why is this man giving you a full scalp massage????

He even dries you off, lotions your body, and gives you a full skincare routine. WHY DOES HE KNOW YOUR SKINCARE ROUTINE???

Yeah and he also dries your hair off and comb it too. He would style it if he wasn’t too tired that day.

Bruh, he even cuts and buffs your nails and toenails. Applying creams and massages them.

The paralysis seems to wear off around your head and neck area so you’re able to eat and drink. He cooks your favorite dish but he has you drink water as your beverage because you kept having soda so he thinks you should be barred from beverages that weren't water.

And since your body is still paralyzed, he hand feeds you. And for some reason when it comes to helping you drink some water, he spits it into your mouth like a mama bird. And if you weren’t going to open your mouth, he would kiss you.

Now you’re wondering why he’s even here. Why was he doing all of this?

The only answer he tells you is that you’re pathetic and you need someone to take care of you. He took a week off just for you.

You argued with him that he doesn’t need to do all that but he insisted and said you can work through it together.

You think he was going to help you manage your executive dysfunction but nah he was going to do all the housework himself for the whole week and hang out with you.

Well he does try to give you a schedule for when you wake up, what to eat (he literally made you precooked food all labeled and everything), when to work out (he bought you workout gear), and what else you can do in between until when you have to sleep.

He says he’ll come by more often to check up on you so you don’t spiral again. (Which still includes him doing all the housework and washing you)

He went from coming by once a week to every other day, but he usually visits at night. You wondered how he wasn’t drowning in work right now like he usually does.

And every time he visits, he’s taking care of everything you forget to do like when you left dirty dishes in the sink to clean for later.

He makes you take showers with him and it always involves him washing you first before he washes himself. He’ll let you help wash his back though.

He even started making you sleep in the same bed as him and it was hell because he would snore and cough like a dying engine. He keeps you trapped in his arms and legs, and you being a smol bean makes it impossible for you to escape.

He’ll literally start dressing you up, brushing and styling your hair, and doing your makeup every morning even if you want to do it yourself. But it’s interesting to see what he finds attractive on you.

At one point he decides that it was time y’all should get married and have a baby since he literally takes care of you like a baby anyway.

You’re reluctant because you still wanted to figure out what you wanted in life, but because he’s not someone who wastes time in getting what he wants, he’ll just tell you that you can figure it out after you give him your hand in marriage and babies.

You can’t figure out if you hate him or you like him because he does a lot of things without your consent and doesn’t allow you to make your own choices in almost anything, but you also appreciate the sheer amount of effort he makes JUST to take care of you on top of being Spiderman. Plus he’s hot as hell.

In terms of marriage, he doesn’t care for weddings and wants to keep it lowkey. It may sadden you if you love weddings, but it’s not like you have any friends and loved ones anyway. He just wants to have a domestic life with you right away and is not a huge shower.

He’ll make it up to you with the best honeymoon you can ask for. <3

And honestly, especially now that you two are married, he’s going to be a lot more physically affectionate with you and expects you to be the same. Especially whenever he comes home after work, he’s dying for you to pepper kisses and hug him.

The idea of giving birth scares the shit out of you especially when you hear stories of men finding their wives disgusting or how they aren’t there for you in the process or god forbid the husband stitch.

He doesn’t do any of that. He literally worships your body and tbh he’ll be even more proactive in making your life easier that you don’t even lift a finger.

He’ll be on paternity leave so that means he’s gonna stay in the apartment 24/7.

Also, he seems the type to have multiple kids. So, uh, prepare yourself.

And honestly, his controlling and overprotective tendencies are dialed up to the nines after you give birth.

He will watch your every move like a hawk. He’ll hand feed you in every meal. Most of the time he just carries you instead of letting you walk to where you want to go. He blows your nose if it’s stuffy. Massage you when you’re sore. Always being the one to remember when you need to take your medications. Like, literally everything.

And at first when your kids are still babies, he’s extremely protective of them in the same way he is with you. Like taking care of all their bathing and feeding. But as they grow older he definitely loosens his protective hold a little and teaches them skills that helps them learn to be independent.

He even takes them to school, but he usually insists that you stay home until you fight him that you have the right to see your kids at school too.

He still literally does everything in the house and doesn’t let you lift a finger because he partially doesn’t trust you not to hurt yourself.

Which makes your own children think you’re sickly and weak. Because sometimes Miguel would have the kids help you when he’s unable to like delivering your breakfast to your room or doing your dishes.

Ironically, your own children have more freedom and independence than you do.

If he ever does let you go outside, he would be gripping your hand the entire time he doesn’t care if you’re sweating. Or if he has to let go, then his hand has to be somewhere on your body. If not, he will just leash you like a toddler.

Now, I haven’t mentioned how you guys bond, and to briefly sum it up: he is interested in getting to know you such as your personality quirks, hobbies, favorite food, favorite color, etc etc. He does take into consideration what you like especially in terms of aesthetics (you have better taste than him). But if you do anything that could lead you into independence or potential to hurt yourself, he immediately shuts it down.

Honestly, you don’t really get why he does it and how he’s not tired of you, but he enjoys that you’re his doll to take care of. And you can sure as hell bet he's taking care of you until your deathbed. (Imagine him still taking care of all of your needs when he's too old and wrinkly too and ngl that's romantic ❤

A/N: Okay I got a little tired of trying to compress my ideas while trying to describe how exactly crazy this yandere caretaker Miguel would be (even though he would 100% not act like this at all especially if you’re incredibly dysfunctional and unable to take care of yourself with ADHD like me). I rewrote like 4 times to not overwhelm you guys in detail. Even though at the same time, there were areas of detail I didn’t know how to get into. I also at some point lost all my writing and started over again. (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) Sorry if this wasn’t really well written it’s like 6 am right now. I kind of wanna rewrite it when my brain is more organized but I just wanna shoot my idea out there first.

Idk I might delete this later.

I wanted to like credit my inspos to @jessamine-rose for their fic and the manga “My Childhood Friend is Overprotective” by Kumanami Sae (you should check it out it’s so cuteeee)

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itty-bitty-sunshine · 8 months

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More than a Year old self-indulgent doodles of mostly Sun suffering on caretaker duty over my clumsy ass: a collection

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All based on true occasions, unfortunately for me

#theres a few more #but these are the best and simplest ones #i may get up to a lot of stupid accidents but boy are they funny stories later on #idk if i need to put content warning or not on this kind of thing #doodles #dca fnaf #fnaf sun #fnaf eclipse #self insert #self indulgent #silly #comic #Sunshine draws

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tildeathiwillwrite · 4 months

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Merry Whumpmas 2023 Day 18: Fainting

TW: fainting

Caretaker eyed Whumpee worriedly as they smacked into the table for the fifth time that day. They’d been clumsier than usual, their complexion more pale, and every so often, they’d press their hand to their forehead in sudden pain. But when Caretaker asked them if they were alright, Whumpee only smiled and shook their head as if nothing was wrong.

But Caretaker knew Whumpee too well.

“Why the hell do you keep following me around?” Whumpee finally demanded. Caretaker had just carried a laundry basket into the living room, where they were sitting and reading.

Caretaker glanced up at them innocently. “Following you around?”

“Literally every time I change rooms, there you are, doing something or other in the same room! Even if I go to the bathroom, you’re waiting outside. What’s your deal?”

Dropping the laundry basket onto the ground, Caretaker plopped onto the couch and pulled out a gray shirt. “Can a simple ‘I’m worried about you’ suffice?”

“I told you: I’m fine!” Whumpee snapped. “I don’t need you fussing over me like a mother hen!”

“Are you sure…?” Caretaker questioned as they finished folding the gray shirt and set it aside. “Because you’ve been acting off all day….”

Anger and annoyance flashed on Whumpee’s face. “Fine! You know what, I have been feeling off!” They jumped to their feet, their book shoved aside. “And it’s nothing, because I’m just tired. That’s all! There, are you ha—”

A strange look crossed their face, and they staggered, hands thrown out for balance. “I…” they mumbled, eyes rollling up in their head, “I…”

Caretaker jumped up, the pair of jeans forgotten, and sprinted to them as their knees buckled underneath their weight. They barely managed to catch Whumpee before their head slammed into the hard edge of their chair.

“Whumpee?”

Caretaker carefully lowered them to the ground, trying not to panic. Sure, they’d been worried about Whumpee’s health, but they hadn’t expected anything like this! Thankfully, Whumpee was still breathing, and after a few clumsy attempts, Caretaker managed to find their pulse.

Releasing a long, slow breath, Caretaker rocked back on their heels. They couldn’t think of anything else they’d need to do for someone who’d fainted, but then again, they'd never been in this situation before now. Probably best to wait until Whumpee woke up.

If they woke up.

#merry whumpmas #my writing #whumpee #whump #whump scenario #caretaker #caretaker x whumpee #protective caretaker #stubborn whumpee #fainting #passing out #collapse #fainting whump #denial

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yanderes-galore · 3 months

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Yandere pet like Incineroar, with a clumsy trainer who raised them when there were a litten hcs please !

Sure! Here's yet another protective Pokemon companion :)

Overprotective! Incineroar with Clumsy! Darling

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Violence/Murder implied, Clingy behavior, Your starter parents you at times, Dubious companionship.

Ever since you picked them as your starter your Incineroar has noticed your behavior.

Since they were a Litten they knew of your clumsy behavior.

Even as a small fire kitten, they always worried for you.

Your clumsy behavior often got you involved with wild Pokemon, making your starter or other team jump in to help.

In fact, you getting Litten was meant to help with that.

Ever since your starter was young they were given the job of looking after you.

A task they took to heart as they leveled.

Them being fully grown only allows them to fulfill that role more.

There's times your Incineroar takes the job of taking care of you.

As their trainer you'd think they'd have to rely on you to care for them.

But no... your Incineroar feels it's necessary for them to parent you.

Your clumsy nature worries them.

While Incineroar is usually solitary, egotistical, and does what they want...

They hate the idea of you getting hurt.

They still ignore orders from you at times, such as when you tell them to stop being so anxious over you.

They've seen how you act.

So they're stepping in to stop such behavior.

There's times your Incineroar will just scoop you up and not let go.

You're treated like some misbehaving kitten at times as your Incineroar licks you with their tongue.

They find your annoyed reaction hilarious.

After all, Dark types can be mischievous.

Incineroar takes your safety seriously despite their behavior.

To the point they start roaring and showing fangs/claws towards any around you.

They definitely take their caretaker role seriously.

It's a bit degrading to you at times.

Incineroar is also so proud when you come home to your parents to visit at times.

See! They've taken care of you!

Not a hair on your head is out of place!

Any wild Pokemon who dared to challenge you was dealt with by Incineroar.

They're weak... but that doesn't mean they trust any wild Pokemon with you.

As you can tell, their behavior gets out of hand.

They barely even like humans around you.

Other trainers are in edge when they hear Incineroar growl at them.

Your starter is never far behind, standing right behind you with a glare.

If you act clumsy they're there to stop it.

Which usually includes holding you in place with an irritated growl.

Can't get yourself hurt if they keep you like this.

Plus... they'd also want to keep you isolated in your home.

They wander your home and keep anything dangerous out of sight.

They act like a bouncer by your door when others try to visit you.

Incineroar isn't afraid to get bloody if it means keeping their trainer safe.

They were given to you to watch over you...

They plan on fulfilling that task perfectly...

Even if it requires more violence than you'd like... after all... they don't always listen to you, do they?

#yandere pokemon #yandere incineroar #overprotective pokemon #overprotective incineroar

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swordcreature · 5 months

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HCs for Rolan/Dammon(/Zevlor) on how Tav would care for Their wounds 🥺🥺 learning a new spell goes wrong, burning himself at the forge, battle training mishap and now Tav has to take care of them even though They are usually the Adventuring Hero who comes home beat up after Going Out and Risking their Life to Save The Day

hi anon i hope you like it!!

thank you for the request!

Dammon, Rolan, & Zevlor - Tending to Their Wounds

no explicit content, just some minor descriptions of injuries

How the tiefling boys are tended to

Dammon:

Dammon, although brilliant with his hands, is accident prone. He’ll burn his tail when it accidentally whips into the embers of the forge, or he’ll touch a piece of metal that’s still too hot, having thought it cooled down.

Funny enough, Dammon swears he didn’t use to be so clumsy. Maybe he’s just been distracted lately by something. Or someone.

Either way, he needs help when he absentmindedly backs into his anvil as a molten hot metal ingot sits atop of it, singing the skin of his tail.

The sound Dammon makes when he gets hurt is strangely high pitched for how low and smooth his voice is, and he’ll totally blush if called on it (because he totally doesn’t make the same sound in bed ever, no not him)

He’s really quick to ask Tav for help. He’s not ashamed of needing it, though he does feel somewhat guilty for bothering them with his “little wound” – it’s definitely a second-degree burn though.

Tav will make him lay on the bed, to get a better look they swear! And they’re very tender with his sensitive tail, covering it in a medicinal salve and wrapping it in gauze. They’re not a healer, but they’ve learned enough on the road to help with smaller burns and cuts.

They’ll give his tail some tentative strokes, or, if feeling cheeky, they’ll give it a firm squeeze around the base.

Dammon normally likes to be the caretaker in the relationship. Not only is he old fashioned – he wants to make Tav feel safe, provide for them, meet all their needs – but he also recognizes how much Tav has done for him, for all the refugees, really.

But he’ll still look at them while they tend to his burn, love struck and just so very happy. Like they’re giving him a massage instead of dressing a wound. He knows how lucky he is to have someone like Tav to help him when he needs it.

Rolan:

Is anyone really surprised to hear that I think Rolan is a bit of a crybaby when he gets a minor injury? He would probably complain less if he got stabbed in the chest.

So, when he’s toying around with a new form of thunderwave that goes awry, slamming himself into a bookshelf a couple feet back, tomes falling out and onto his head, he dramatically announces to his family that he most certainly has a concussion or a broken wrist.

Maybe both!

But he doesn’t want Tav to take a look, oh no. They’re not allowed to touch him at all, lest they hurt him more. Even though Tav has seen more than their fair share of broken bones and head trauma.

Rolan’s ego is wounded more than anything, so it’s hard to convince him that if he is indeed hurt, that Tav should at least double check.

He’ll agree when he realizes that Tav is actually worried about him, but he makes them promise to be gentle.

Tav’s touch is feather light on Rolan’s head, brushing over the bump that’s forming between his horns. He’s definitely got an egg there, but it’s no concussion.

They’ll hold his wrist with the same tenderness they would a baby bird, turning it over in their hand, moving it ever so slightly.

If you think Rolan wouldn’t yelp like a kicked puppy at the littlest bit of pain, you’re wrong!

But Tav quickly assesses that his wrist is, in fact, fine. Just a little bruised.

Rolan blushes because of course he would make a big deal over a non-injury. He doesn’t love the idea of pulling Tav from their normal activities, his adventurer who faced the godsdamned Elder Brain, just to deal with his dramatics.

That doesn’t stop him from repeating the process once more when another spell backfires.

Zevlor:

Zevlor would rather die than admit when he’s in pain or hurt. He hates the idea of anyone worrying about him, especially Tav. There are greater things to care about than him, in his opinion.

One day, when he is working with the Flaming Fist to train the city’s children in proper weapon safety, he catches a stray short sword to the leg, slicing his thigh from knee to mid-thigh.

It’s not a particularly deep wound, but it’s enough to make him favor that side.

Zevlor has enough combat training to know how to dress a wound himself, so he’s able to stop the bleeding enough to not draw attention.

But Tav still notices, as the slight limp in his step gives him away. They’re immediately worried, demanding to see his leg, asking what happened, pulling him to sit down.

Zevlor tries to hush them, to let them know he’s okay and that it’s just a scratch – nothing for them to worry about. But Tav is relentless until he finally agrees to roll up his pant leg.

It’s not as bad as Tav initially imagined, but it will need stitches. They grab the kit Zevlor keeps for emergencies and attempts to lay Zevlor on the bed.

They’re a little shaky as they try and close his gash. They’ve done this a million times before, but this is the first time they’ve seen Zevlor wounded, no matter how small the wound may be. It’s a dark reminder that he isn’t the invulnerable Hellrider that Tav sees him as.

They’re reminded of all the times they’ve come home injured from whatever adventure they were on and the look on Zevlor’s face as he tried to help them in whatever way he could. Suddenly, they feel guilty. If this is how he’s felt all those times, they certainly owe him an apology.

The next time they go off on a mission, they're more careful – more cautious – thinking back to the way they felt seeing Zevlor hurt that day.

#bg3 #bg3 dammon #bg3 rolan #bg3 zevlor #dammon #rolan #zevlor #my writing #anon #zevlor x tav #dammon x tav #rolan x tav #requests/suggestions

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whumpshaped · 5 months

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mayhaps I request whumpee being slowly hypnotized by “caretaker” to become more and more submissive and incapable of more and more stuff (like reading, self regulating, being alone) so whumpee becomes clingy pet that wants to be pet and doted on

tw bad caretaker, conditioning, hypnosis, gaslighting, manipulation, past trauma

“Oh, darling. Not again.” Caretaker sighed at the sight of the broken glass on the floor, the big puddle of water at Whumpee’s feet. “You’ve always been a clumsy one, haven’t you?”

Whumpee opened their mouth to protest. They hadn’t. They had been pretty capable once, they thought. Before the captivity, before Caretaker had taken them in to care for them.

They closed their mouth again. It wasn’t worth it to argue over semantics. “I’m sorry,” they said instead. “I can clean it up.”

“And cut your hand on the glass? No, it’s quite alright. I’ll handle it.”

Whumpee was instructed to sit on the counter while Caretaker worked, muttering about all their little flaws and faults. It was a constant by now. They knew the list front to back, they could’ve recited it on command if Caretaker ever asked.

Or maybe they couldn’t. Stupid was on the list, after all. With a bad memory was yet another item. Maybe they were only kidding themself, trying to hold onto a version of themself that didn’t exist anymore and wouldn’t exist again.

“There,” Caretaker said with a soft smile when they were all finished. “Safe as ever. Unless you slip again, of course. But surely not, right?” They stepped in front of Whumpee, preventing them from hopping off the counter on their own, and cupped their cheeks. “You’ve learned your lesson from that one, hm?”

“Yeah,” they said dutifully. “No slippery socks on the slippery tiles.”

“Smart thing,” they cooed, sliding their hands lower and grabbing them by the waist to lift them off the counter. “Maybe we should have a rule about you not handling any glass items. I can get you a plastic cup that won’t break.”

I’m not a child. No, a child at least had an excuse. What was their excuse? Trauma made them unable to hold a glass? Trauma they should’ve long healed from by now?

“Okay,” they said quietly. Caretaker knew better.

Caretaker ruffled their hair and leaned in, whispering into their ear. “You’re a useless little thing, aren’t you? Constantly breaking things. Really, you’re lucky I keep you around when you’re so clumsy.”

Whumpee leaned back against the counter a bit more, grateful to have some support now that they were starting to feel so dizzy again. “I’m lucky…” they repeated thoughtlessly.

“Yes, you are. So lucky that I’m generous and kind. Kind enough to care for a destructive, useless thing like you.”

“Useless thing like me…” they murmured, barely registering when Caretaker lifted a hand. They only came to when their friend started snapping their fingers in front of their face, looking concerned.

“Are you alright?” they asked, and Whumpee blinked a couple times before nodding. “You completely zoned out on me.”

“Ah, I… I’m sorry. Thank you for still caring for me.” They smiled a little. “I know it must be annoying. I’m glad you’re so kind.”

#asks #whump #whump drabble #bad caretaker #conditioning #hypnosis #gaslighting #manipulation #past trauma

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yes-i-write-fanfiction · 5 months

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How would the tfa and elite guard and cons react to the sparkling beans who are tiny to be hold by human hands entirely

-On Cybertron, in autobot society, sparklings are kinda seen as something to be flaunted around. Small, defenseless and time consuming, having one is almost a status symbol, a show of how much free time and resources one has to be able to have a sparkling. Going on a walk with ones sparkling is more for ones own pride than anything.

-Meanwhile, in decepticon culture, it's kind of the opposite. Since sparklings are so frail, they are kept far away from others, not hidden but not seen by anyone other than the parents or really close and trusted friends.

-For these headcanons, the sparkling is not any of the bot's, it's just one they found.

The autobots:

-Optimus is incredibly awkward around sparklings since he's never really been around them before. At the same time he's hovering around them, having a hard time putting them down once he's holding them since he's so concerned about their safety. Every time a bird flies overhead he ends up shielding them because he worried the animal will mistake them for pray and make a dive for them.

-Now, Ratchet has some experience with sparklings, despite not being a pediatrician. As such he knows how to take care of them and he's very confident with how he handles them. Thinks it's ridiculous the way Cybertron flaunts around sparklings, they aren't decorations after all.

-Bumblebee sees the sparklings more like a novelty than actual living beings, mainly because of how they are treated and seen back on Cybertron. He tries to show off how good he is at taking care of them but quickly realizes how out of his depth he is when one starts crying. Ends up begging Ratchet for help. Tries juggling them once but got promptly reprimanded for it.

-Oh, poor Bulkhead, he is really stressed out. Those sparklings are so small and he's so very big and clumsy and he doesn't dare to get close to them out of fear that he will accidentally hurt them. Finds them absolutely adorable though and will coo at them from a distance.

-Tries to act cool and in the know but Prowl has no idea how to take care of these small things. Ends up resorting to things he's seen humans do with their young and this ends up working pretty well. Fake it till you make it and all that. But because he appears so well versed with taking care of sparklings, a lot of the baby sitting duties land on him. He feels completely at a loss at what to do.

-Ultra Magnus, while he's never had one of his own, has met many sparklings in his life, mostly the spoiled young of Cybertron's elite. That's why he doesn't really raise much of a fuss when he sees one. A good temporary caretaker though, always very careful and gentle with them.

-Yeah, Sentinel is totally out of his depth here. He acts like taking care of sparklings is super easy and that he can do it no problem but the moment the sparkling so much as whimpers he dumps it on somebody else. Will take all the credit for their care though.

-While he's seen some sparklings, actually being so close to one is a totally new experience for Jazz. He finds them super cute but is also kinda stressed out by how small they are. Very protective and will use his ninja skills to keep them out of harms way.

-Oh boy, Jetfire and Jetstorm won't stop poking and prodding at the poor thing. They've never been so close to a sparkling and they are so much smaller in real life! Kinda treats it like a pet before realizing that hey, that's an actual cybertronian, maybe we should treat it like one.

The decepticons:

-Megatron doesn't dislike sparklings but he feels no particular attachment to them either. That being said, he feels the need to place them somewhere safe, somewhere secluded. It will take a while for them to grow up but he trusts that one day they will become a fine decepticon.

-Immediately, Starscream snatches them up and puts them in his cockpit. The sparkling is vulnerable out here in the open after all. Don't want to take care of them but doesn't trust anyone else to do it right so he ends up doing it.

-Depending on the personality, Blitzwing may or may not be allowed near the sparkling. Icy is given a go since he is careful enough to properly care for something so small. Hothead is allowed to watch other the sparkling but not hold them since he's too, well, hotheaded and might do something without thinking. Random is banned from even being in the same room as the little one ever since he 'joked' about them being so cute he could just gobble them up.

-Lugnut is not allowed to hold the sparkling, no matter how longingly he looks at it. He's dreamt of having a sparkling together with Strika for a long time now and he sees this as a perfect opportunity to adopt. Please, he'll be careful, let him hold it!

-As he's worked undercover on Cybertron for some time now, Shockwave knows about the autobot customs regarding sparklings and is repulsed by it. He instinctively wants to tuck it away, put it somewhere safe and locked up but knows that he can't because he needs to keep up appearances. At least his ability to shapeshift into his smaller Longarm form is good for handling small sparklings.

-As much as she tries to pretend otherwise, Blackarachnia is completely enamored with the little one. When no one is looking, she coos at is, wiggling her fingers at it. Makes a baby sling out of web and carries them around, showing them off.

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delcakoo · 2 years

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enhas reaction to you getting hurt + hospital visits ⋆ꨄ˚ ༘ *

requested <3

≛ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader

≛ GENRE ! fluff n’ comedy

≛ WC ! 2.7k

≛ WARNINGS ! uhh not very severe injuries (?) reader says penis in niki’s idk man

a/n: thank u for the req anon ^^ i hope you don’t mind i expanded a bit with the prompt, and hi new followers i love u guys sm <3

// LEE HEESEUNG !

heeseung is pretty calm in these situations

when you first told him you broke your arm, he was of course very worried, demanding you explain how the hell that happened

probably does a bit of scolding at your clumsiness

but once he gets over the initial shock he’s just like eh it’s nothing serious

however you do have to stay overnight at the hospital to make sure everythings okay, which heeseung was sad about

you were just lying in your bed, staring at your broken arm depressingly

when heeseung walks in !!

you immediately gasp when you see him

this man brought you flowers and a box of chocolates :(

“yah! why do i need flowers for breaking my arm? are you crazy!?”

he giggles, placing them both on your side table before leaning down to give you a quick kiss

“i just wanted to. this is making me sad, i don’t like seeing you like this.” he frowns, gently holding your arm

you sigh, “it’s okay, i’ll be out tomorrow.”

he pokes the side of his mouth with his tongue, “do you think i can convince them to let me sleep here with you then?”

you laugh, watching him rub your cast, “hee, i’m fine. this bed is barely big enough for one person.”

“no, i’ll sleep on the floor, duh” he says as if it was obvious

yeah he’s not giving up until he successfully ends up asleep on the ground next to your bed that night

however having him so close but not right there next to you felt like a tease

sooo you both end up squished on the tiny hospital bed, half your limbs falling off the edge

oh and when you're fully recovered, he takes you to do lots of physical activities like archery just so you can proudly show off your now working arm !

and expect him to be bragging to all the other people there too like a mom chaperoning a kindergarten field trip

“yeah, that’s my partner who actually just recovered from a broken arm.”

“another ten baby? great job!” he looks over to the other couples, “pretty impressive right?”

“oh, and did i mention they just broke their arm? yeah, they’re kinda amazing.”

everyone is just like 😦😦 we didn’t ask

but hee doesn’t care !! <3

jay will be very overprotective and in full caretaker mode >:(

when you call him to let him know you’re in the hospital, he chokes on his own saliva

“what?! what the hell happened? for how long? do i have to beat someone up??”

you sigh

once your boyfriend actually let you explain, he calmed down knowing your injury wasn’t that serious and left the dorms immediately

he was thinking about taking a detour to get you some gifts

but he just wanted to see you as soon as possible

when jay arrives he will literally stay with you for the rest of the day, it doesn’t matter if the hospitals chairs were uncomfortable as hell, he will just sit there making sure everything is going well

even if you’re asleep he’ll be watching over you like a hawk

but for some reason doing nothing makes him feel bad even though it’s technically the nurses job to be taking care of you right now

he feels like he needs to be doing something, mans just wants to get you out of that sad hospital gown

“babe, want me to turn on the tv?”

“are you hungry?” *gets up* “i’ll get the nurse.”

“i think you should have more water.” *forces the bottle down your throat*

“do you want a massage?” *starts rubbing your shoulders before you even reply*

everytime you’re just like “jay i’m fine, calm down please.”

so eventually he gives up and falls asleep on the hospital stool

you get some amazing blackmail material that day of his sleeping face <3

when you’re finally out of the hospital, jay takes you to the mall and spoils you rotten no matter how much you protest, declaring that the both of you had to celebrate your swift and smooth recovery !

// SIM JAKE !

he’s acting like you just got shot 😭

“stay calm babe!! i’m on the way right now oh my god!”

“jakey, i told you, i just twisted my ankle. stay at practise please.”

“no,” he presses, “you need me right now, you’re prince is on the way!”

facepalm

you’re beginning to regret telling this boy anything in the first place

he shows up at the hospital out of breath as if he just won a marathon, immediately grabbing your leg

“yah, careful!” you scold, watching him inspect your ankle carefully

“i can’t believe this.. we can’t go on any dates for the next few weeks!” jake whines, holding your ankle

you smack his head, making him yelp out in pain, “that’s what you’re concerned about?!”

carefully dropping your ankle back onto the bed, he rubs the spot you hit him, “of course i’m concerned about your injury! it’s just i wanted to take you roller skating this week..”

you scoff, “well can still go on other dates dumbass, i’ll just have to use crutches.”

for some reason, this idiot starts giggling

you snap your head to him, “how is that funny?!”

he laughs harder, “sorry, i can just imagine your grumpy face as you try to keep up limping next to me.”

what to do with this mfer

despite him making fun of you, he’s genuinely very caring throughout the whole healing process

he probably does a whole daily check in with you every morning

“day #13 of the twisted ankle, how’re we feeling this fine morning, ma’am/sir?”

“jake, please stop interviewing me.”

he pouts, calling you lame 🙄

besides that, everytime he gets the chance he kisses your cast and gently holds it :(

and he always helps you with your crutches, making sure you can move good before starting to walk with you

and he usually likes to guide you with his hand on your lower back <3

even though you complain that you feel like a senior citizen and swat his hand away a few seconds later, he still tries his best 😭

all in all, dorky but loving boy !

// PARK SUNGHOON !

bro thinks you’re joking at first

but when he realizes you aren’t kidding he kinda freaks out

you - 2:37pm : i’m in the hospital :(

hoon - 2:42pm : y/n i’m not dealing w ur stupid pranks rn i’m at the studio

okay in sunghoon’s defense you do play a lot of pranks on him

but in your defense his reactions are top tier !

however you still reply back, feeling offended

you - 2:42pm : wtf i’m not kidding this time 😐 i literally fell and sprained my ankle

you - 2:44pm : now they're putting a cast on me

he was baffled by your text, nearly tripping as he flew up from his seat and let the boys know he had to leave

hoon - 2:44 : wtf???

hoon - 2:44 : im omw

when sunghoon walks into your room, he’s nervously fidgeting, his hands stuffed into his pockets

he frowns when he sees you in lying in the hospital bed, quickly coming over to give you a hug

“this is what happens when i leave you alone for a day? geez, baby.”

he looks down at your leg which was tightly bandaged in a white cast, before suddenly reaching into his pocket

“yeah well, it’s not my fault i tripped over some stupi—“ you stop mid sentence when your boyfriend pulls out a strange, rectangular piece of cardboard

“babe.. what is that?”

he shows it to you, grinning proudly

this man has a printed out photo of his face in his pocket

more specifically, it seems to be one of his photocards from enhypen’s last album

“why the fuck do you have a picture of yourself in your pocket?” you look at him, extremely unimpressed

“it’s my get better gift!” he exclaims, handing it to you

you take it from him, looking down at the cardboard in disbelief, “are you kidding me, sunghoon? other boyfriends would get their partner— i don’t know, chocolates or something, but i get a piece of cardboard with your dumb face on it?”

he scoffs, “first of all, my face is not dumb, and you should be grateful! thousands of people would die to have that photocard!”

anyways..

on the bright side, hoon is very protective of you whilst you recover from your injury, always reminding people you are a ‘temporarily handicapped citizen’

he also assists you with anything and everything throughout the process, even simple things like getting water? he’s like ‘I'M ON IT !!’

which you do appreciate a lot

even though he says annoying things like: “wow, seriously what would you do without me~”

“i��m such a good boyfriend, look at me taking care of you!”

you just give him the stink eye that says ‘when i’m better, you’re dead’

either way, it’s an interesting experience, but you have to admit hoon did help you a lot

and maybe you ended up putting that photocard in your phone case.. what about it

// KIM SUNOO !

worried bby AGHHH HE’S SO STRESSED

sunoo and the boys had just finished a performance when you called him, telling him you slipped and fell right onto your arm (luckily it wasn’t too severe, but still definitely broken)

bro literally screamed as if this information hurt him more than you

sunoo <3 - 1:20pm : YOU WHAT?! 😡🤬 (sunoo would use a lot of emojis i just know it)

sunoo <3 - 1:20pm : I JUST GOT OFF STAGE BUT I’LL BE THERE AS SOON AS I CAN BUB DONT WORRY ☺️

you - 1:21pm : sun it’s fine, turn off ur caps lock 😭 i only need to get my cast then i can prob just go

sunoo <3 - 1:21pm : IT’S NOT FINE I NEED TO BE THERE WHEN THEY PUT ON YOUR CAST! 😁 I’M ON MY WAY!! 😘😘😘

you - 1:21pm : 😧

he arrives at the hospital faster than expected, letting out some kind of dolphin screech when he sees you in the bed

“aish, you clumsy baby, i can’t believe this.” he whines, quickly forcing you to sit up so he can give you a big hug

when the doctor comes in to get your cast on, he watches them very closely as if they aren’t professionals at what they do

they carefully bandage your arm, and sunoo is just staring daggers at them everytime you wince in pain

the second they finish your boyfriend starts clapping and cheering, telling you how proud he is and that you did so well :)

he’s also the first person to sign your cast, writing his name in cute bubble letters

he also draws lil flowers all over it <3

you’re smiling like an idiot, because just admit it, he is adorable

during your recovery, sunoo is extra caring with you, and he also enjoys feeding you

“babe, y’know i can still use my other arm right?”

he silences you by stuffing your mouth with a spoonful of soup

“ah, my baby’s eating so well~”

10/10 experience honestly, being babied does feel good sometimes, especially when it’s sunoo !!

// YANG JUNGWON !

this boy probably almost bursts into tears when he sees you hurt :(

like genuinely he’s so heartbroken, but also determined to make your recovery as quick as possible

wonnie will literally research for hours until he’s become an expert on your injury

anyway when you tell him you sprained your ankle he also questioned if he was being pranked at first

but once you assure him you’re being for real, extremely panicked cat activated

he debated just racing to the hospital, but he decided he wanted to make you smile

he stops at your favourite bakery, buying a whole box of cinnamon scones

and then he gets you a cute teddy bear with a bowtie along the way 🥹

when he enters the room, he literally forgets about the gifts behind his back and runs to kiss you

“the members are all worried about you too, how’s it feeling?” he says, gently touching your ankle

“sorry for worrying them,” you peck his lips, “it hurts like hell.”

he frowns, before revealing the teddy bear and scones

you squeal when you see the teddy bear, immediately going for it first

“he’s so cute, i’ll name him jungwon jr!” you declare, tightly hugging the plushie to your chest

your boyfriend laughs at your cute reaction, opening the box of scones, “very creative, jagi. now have your scones.”

he’ll just watch you munch on them happily, brushing away any crumbs from your lips

during your recovery, jungwon will also be very protective of you

anytime you’re using your crutches the other members aren’t allowed to be in your way

if they are, this mf is not afraid to use his leader card to tell them off or just straight up push them 😭

“yah, handicapped person coming through. where’s your manners 🙄?”

“niki, watch where you’re going!” *smack*

and when you’re in public, won is very very observant

he always makes sure you’re on the side away from the road, and he looks out for any holes in the sidewalk that your crutches could get stuck in

and when you’re fully recovered, jungwon will not hesitate to throw a whole party

he sends a text to enha’s group chat, enthusiastically inviting them to “y/ns ankle recovery celebration”

they’re all slightly confused, but the boys are happy for you so they come anyway

you don’t know how you feel about a party dedicated to your ankle, but you go along with it because your boyfriend is having a great time !! <3

// NISHIMURA RIKI !

this boy will be making fun of you a lot.. what’d you expect

he’ll be flexing that his foot is fully functioning unlike your very much broken one

“hey babe watch this!” *jumps* “hah, bet you can’t do that 😎”

you just look at him, extremely unimpressed

“ugh, can’t believe i’m dating a grandma.” he says, having to walk extra slow just so you could keep up with him on your crutches

*smack*

“ow!”

“as soon as my damn foot is healed, you’re in some deep shit nishimura.”

bro is scared for his life 😞

don’t get me wrong, he would still be very sweet and caring, but with a more playful aura to it

when you first told your boyfriend you broke your foot, he didn’t believe you until you sent a photo of your cast as proof

which is in all honesty pretty fair, as prank wars are a daily occurrence in your relationship

but anyway as soon as he saw the picture niki begged the staff to drive him to the hospital right away, dance practise completely forgotten

when he walks in, you smile brightly and greet him with a kiss

you were just sitting on the bed, explaining how you fell in the first place when niki suddenly reaches into his pocket

“so then i was— why do you have a sharpie?” you ask, watching him scoot down until he’s at your foot

he’s grinning mischievously, which makes you very nervous

you try to move your bandaged foot away from his grabby hands, but he easily follows it, the permanent marker still in his grip

you catch on to what he’s trying to do quickly, “yah! if you draw a fucking penis or anything stupid on my cast i’ll kill you!”

he laughs, “i swear i’m not! just trust me!”

“why would i ever do that?!” you exclaim, still moving your foot away

sadly this brat overpowers you easily, pinning your leg down by the knee so your cast is perfectly still in front of him

you sigh in defeat as he spends about a minute slowly writing something right on the very front of it, giggling the whole time which only stresses you out more

whatever he’s writing, you’ll have to wear that for the remainder of your recovery

“done.” he announces proudly, placing the lid back onto the tip of the sharpie

you sigh, carefully bringing your leg up so you can see the damage he’s done

“PROPERTY OF NISHIMURA RIKI”

you gasp, brows furrowing as you smack his shoulder, “are you kidding me?! i have to wear this for months you asshat!”

“that’s the point,” he smirks, “now when i’m not there everyone still knows not to flirt with you.”

this man will be the death of you…

the end! if you enjoyed reblogs or comments are always appreciated and encouraging for me to keep writing c:

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