#im scared to make a noise too loud in my own room

[icefireanimates]

my mom trys to keep me away from the internet because of things she wants to explain to me.

but.

news flash.

you’d been slowly losing my trust for a while. 2020 was just when the last of it had withered away.

why the fuck would i ask you anything important again.

#vent #i fucking hate her. #and not just “i’m 14 i’m rebellious.” #she’s traumatized me #i don’t trust her #shes made me hide who i am and then asked why #she’s never explained why things are bad to me #only scolded me for doing them #now i’m scared to do anything #im scared to make a noise too loud in my own room #i’m scared of speaking to her #speaking to her makes me have a near panic attack everytime #she doesn’t know she’s hurt me in more ways then helped. #and i’m too scared to tell her because she’ll brush it off as “you’re 14 ofc you’re like this” #i don’t know man.

[yunqni]

" park seonghwa - vacation "

pair; fiance seonghwa x fem reader

wc; ~3k

genre; fluff ?? smut ?? 🤭 idk its just kinda cute kinda sexy kinda lovey dovey ?? its my first ever fic IM SO SCARED,, :')

contents + smut warnings; cussing, kissing/making out, dom hwa, unprotected sex (im not encouraging this irl), multiple orgasms, squirting, creampie, oral+fingering (f recieving), i think thats all ?? also indulges into some aftercare and massaging after the smut, please let me know if i missed any content warnings !

note; writing below is not proofread cus im too lazy and its intentionally written in all lower case, so please excuse any mistakes !

《 minors strictly dni, sexual content below. 》

today was only the second day of your vacation in singapore, and you couldn’t have wished for it to be any better. seonghwa had spoken to your manager himself and surprised you with a holiday at a luxury resort for the next two weeks ‘just because you need a well deserved holiday’.

soft pecks from your fiance were what pulled you out from your sleep, and you were pulled closer into his warm arms. you slowly opened your eyes only to be blessed with the sight of seonghwa’s gentle smile as your eyes adjusted to the light.

“ good morning, angel “ he whispered, careful not to speak to loud as though to not disturb the peaceful atmosphere you two were embracing.

you leaned upwards to give him a kiss which he eagerly returned, pulling you closer by the shoulder to deepen the kiss.

his hand traveled further down your body while his fingers gently grazed against your soft skin, leaving goosebumps as they moved. he hoists your leg over across his waist before poking his tongue against your lips, asking for access into your mouth.

you gladly accept his invitation before allowing him and his tongue to take control over you, lewd yet sexy noises resonating throughout your room.

seonghwa pulled away before anything could progress further, both of you horny and helplessly panting .

“ sorry baby, got a little carried away “ he said sitting upright, letting out an airylaugh at himself.

placing a hand on his chest, you sat up and responded “ its alright “ before leaning in to make out with him once more.

he directed his kisses downwards, moving towards your throat. his hands slipped underneath your t-shirt making you shiver in delight as you pressed further into his warmth. as he licked and kissed all the sensitive areas of your neck, you felt your pussy clench unconsciously around nothing and the butterflies in your stomach take flight .

seonghwa fiddled with the mountain of pillows behind you to create a surface comfortable for you to be loved destroyed on. he encouraged you to spread your legs for him, as he slowly removed your tiny pajama shorts leaving you in the black lacy thong you had particularly chosen to wear. he laughed again and admired the sight of your wet panties before removing them aswell .

he leaves teasing kisses and licks on the skin of your plush thighs, slowly moving closer towards your most sensitive areas. after placing one final kiss over your dripping entrance, he unexpectedly slips one long finger inside you, penetrating it deeper than your own fingers could ever go.

you whine out at the sudden insertion to which he inserts another two fingers, now fingering you at a fast pace with three of his beautiful fingers. you shriek at the strange feeling bubbling inside your tower stomach , legs trembling around his head.

seonghwa also moved back to continue kissing, licking and sucking at your clit which bought you dangerously close to your first orgasm.

“ cumming already, sweetheart? hold it. “ he said, making you cry out helpelessly at his wish to deny your orgasm.

with the way he kissed and touched you before, the orgasm was too strong for you to hold back. as your fingers gripped his wrist which was still mercilessly pounding three long fingers into your sopping pussy, he understood you.

“ too much for you to hold, baby? “

“ yes, yes p-please seonghwa… “ you plea, moans uncontrollable as your hips writhe against the once perfect bedsheets.

“ go on then baby. since you’ve been such an angel for me, i’ll let you cum now. “

just as he had barely finished his sentence, your orgasm went by in a blur. your entire body went numb and you close your eyes. his motions never give up during and after your orgasm, overstimulating your pussy.

“ s-seonghwa,, p-please, please…. too much “

“ you can do it, baby… can you give your seonghwa just one more before i give you my cock?”

you give up complaining as your discomfort from overstimulation soon turns into intense pleasure, feeling that tightness in your lower stomach build up once again. seonghwa felt your walls flutter against his fingers, signalling your impending orgasm. his finger adopt a ' come hither ' motion against your walls, rubbing directly on your g-spot. he honestly couldn't believe he was able to have such an affect on you with just his fingers.

he could feel his painfully hard dick throbbing against the confinements of his sleep shorts, but he so desperately wanted to serve you how you wanted and worship you with endless orgasms.

that was when your second orgasm knocked you like an intense wave. your legs were shaking as your thighs tried to close around seonghwas head. but, he forced them apart with his spare hand and pinned your hips down. his tongue was swiping against your spent clit as he helped you through your second orgasm.

he reulctantly pulled his head away from your pussy to look up at you, but kept his fingers inside you. he looked so sexy like this – hair mostly pulled back from his face, eyes still slightly heavy from his sleep, lips drenched in your cum (and it was evident where he hadnt shaved his facial hair for a day or two), desperately trying to catch his breath with three of his slender fingers still knuckle deep inside your throbbing pussy.

" so, so beautiful, baby... " seonghwa whispered for only you to hear as he very slowly began moving his fingers inside of you again. the movements sent shocks throughout your body . you tried to grab his wrist with one of your shaky hands to get him to stop, at which he smiled at. tease.

he tutted as he used his spare hand to pry you away, before kissing the back of your knuckles and removing his fingers from you. he lifted them up to your mouth, encouraging you to lick your fluids off his fingers. his sultry eyes held eye contact with you as you took his fingers into your mouth and teasingly licked at them. the motion has his cock painfully throbbing inside his shorts, desperately wanting to be released from them.

he took his fingers out before moving to take off his shorts and boxers in one . he leant down to hover over you, meeting your pink lips in a quick, messy kiss. seonghwa directed his cock towards your pussy, slowly rubbing his tip up and down your soaking folds. he could feel your already half used hole clenching around nothing, just craving for him to finally make you feel full again.

seonghwa smiled at that thought, kissing the shell of your ear before moving across to kiss your collarbone . His hand wrapped around your shoulder as his tip prodded against your entrance, slipping into your soaked hole. you let out a moan after he forced the tip in, staring down to look at your lips stretched around him as he slowly slid further inside inch by inch .

with some further force and the aid of your drenched pussy, he bottomed out inside you eliciting a whine from deep within your chest . you could feel his tip deliciously pressing against your cervix, it was a very tight fit. feeling every vein of his cock pulse and strain against your mushy walls.

" do you feel that, baby? you feel how perfectly we fit together? " seonghwa spoke, leaving your brain to short-circuit at his words. he was right. the curve of his length fit so snug against your walls.

seonghwa checked up on you, then had to wait a minute or two before he started thrusting in fear of cumming too soon. fluid from your previous orgasms encompassed him and with the way your walls parted to accept his thickness, it was all too much for him.

when he did start moving, he teased you with his thrusts — moving at snails pace in and out, in and out . he took his time experimenting the different angles based off your facial expressions everytime his cock penetrated areas inside you that had never been reached before him.

you were such a whiny mess, all for seonghwa. each slow, calculated thrust left you breathless. you wanted to encourage him to do whatever he wanted or to use you — but every time you tried to speak your brain could barely formulate a simple sentence.

eventually, when he found the angle that truly hit your spot, he began ruthlessly pounding into you. his desire for you was insatiable, as was yours. every thrust hit your g-spot so perfectly, to the degree, and had you moaning, whining, shouting his name . his soft lips were grazing against the shell of your ear, letting out beautiful grunts and moans directly for you to hear .

he looked down at where his dick was lost inside your pussy only for the sight of his cock bulging in your lower stomach to make his hips stutter . he cautiously placed a hand over where his tip reached inside you and added slight pressure to your abdomen .

the pressure made you whimper and shift around on the bed, to which seonghwa had to pin you down with his spare hand . it had caused a new feeling to spark which became increasingly difficult to hold back . this feeling is not one you were a stranger to when it came to seonghwa, he is just so skilled that he’s the only one to able to bring yourself to such an intense point of orgasm .

he pressed down even further onto the area before saying, “ d’you feel that, sweetheart? thats my cock buried deep inside of you. d’you know how much i enjoy being so deep inside of you, hm? “

your entire body shivered at his words, moving your hand to feel where his cock pounded inside you too. seonghwa slightly angled his hips making his tip bulge further out your stomach, smashing against a pleasure spot you didn't even know existed, but either way he'd only gone and found it (albeit to abuse it). your pussy repeatedly clenched around his dick in a vice grip making it difficult for him to move , your juices dripping out of you like a broken faucet .

“ only i can make you feel like this, hm? no one else gets to treat you the way i do, hm? “

“ y-yes! yes, yes, yes, seonghwa… “ you managed to get out among your heavy breathing and whines

both of you were on the brink of orgasms , anyone could have recognised that. with the way seonghwa's relentless thrusts somehow got faster and harder, and the way your legs shook around his hips. seonghwa had to hold your legs down again so as to not get in the way of his thrusts. his thumb dropped down to your clit working in precise circular motions, a pattern which he had memorized to exactly how you like it .

as your orgasm hit you, you couldn't help but lift your hips slightly off the mattress in sheer pleasure, writhing in seonghwa's grip. the feeling was indescribable — as juices endlessly gushed out of your pussy, almost pushing seonghwa out of you. he fought through the resistance though — as his thrusts kept at their back-breaking pace and his fingers still worked at your clit . you could hear the grumble of seonghwa's sultry voice as he praised you, yet you were too indulged in the feeling to recognise his words.

seonghwa's fingers definitely heightened your orgasm even further as your juices exploded all over his pelvis more than previous times he’s made you squirt . your fluids puddled below the two of you by your hips, and squelched inside your hole with his thrusts . the sounds that were now being produced as his cock penetrated your hole were new wordly, something that you two had never experienced before .

you weren't too sure when your orgasm had ended, seeing as you had practically passed out from the pleasure. he was so unbelievably proud and in awe of the both of you, and he wanted to do it again .

he never stopped thrusting into you, though, as his cock proceeded to drag against your raw, spent insides during your orgasm. after he recognised your recovery, he jumped straight back in to pounding your used hole in order to bring himself to orgasm. likewise, his finger hadn't ended their movements, only heightening the speed of his teasing circles against your swollen clit as he began fucking you again.

“ such a gorgeous girl,, such a good girl for me “

in mere seconds you were cumming again, not even realizing it until you felt your cum dripping out of you. seonghwa looked down at where you were connected to see white cream decorating the two of you. goosebumps formed at the sight .

“ hm, what was that , number 4 sweetheart? “

yes! yes seonghwa,, please dont stop !" you moaned (screamed) desperately. he was so entranced by how obedient you were for him. you were so deep into subspace by now and seonghwa wanted nothing more than to care for you.

“ oh my g-god y/n, you're so incredible. im g-gonna cum soon, just wait for me sweetheart. you want me to cum in your pussy, yeah ? “

“ y-yes please seonghwa,, yes… inside please,, i want your cum inside me… "

inside? he thought to himself. your words had him whimpering desperately as he crept towards his orgasm. the pleasure was so intense for the both of you, as his fingers dangerously dug into your sides as your nails scratched along his tense, muscular back.

" y-yeah, baby? you want my cum inside you, sweetheart ? you want me to fuck you full of my cum? you want me to breed you, hm? “

his taunting words left your pussy clenching helplessly, intensifying another upcoming orgasm. you could see the sweat dripping down his forehead and off his chin, only making him look even sexier as his face contorted in pleasure as he approached his orgasm.

it only took a couple more thrusts before he pounde one last time, letting out a beautiful broken whine as his cum endlessly shot deep into you. he had buried his cock to the furthest he could go inside you, his fluids dangerously close to your cervix. his orgasm felt like it was never ending, the immense pleasure you bought him made him cum more intensely than ever before .

he continued thrusting into you in order to keep his cum as deep inside of you as possible. unknowingly though in your last spurts of stimulation as shockwaves overtook your body, you came hard, one last time for him.

his tip rubbed against your dangerous spot as you, once again, felt the dam inside you break free as you squirted all over him. his fingers went to move on your clit gently to elongate your orgasm and to leave you feeling fully satisfied. as the juices spurted out of you, seonghwa couldn't help but stare at you, drowning in lust (and your squirt). your pussy was now overflowing with a mixture of both your releases.

you weren't sure what number orgasm it was at this point, you didn't even know you were capable of such. seonghwa really just had that affect on you. as your orgasm drew to a close, you flopped back against the pillows like a fish with closed eyes and heavy breathing.

before seonghwa could succumb to the tiredness he felt and the desire to do nothing in your embrace, his instincts took over him as he immediately ran to care for you after such intensity.

you were startled into consciousness by the feeling of a warm, wet rag cleaning at your lower regions incredibly gently, while another hand was massaging your neck and shoulders. if ever you expressed discomfort from the sensitivity, seonghwa would immediately pause his actions as though to not overwork your body .

you opened your eyes after a minute or two to be met with seonghwa gazing at you patiently, with the look of an angel spread across his new worldly features. his hand, which was digging into your sore muscles, moved to wipe some of your hair out of your face, while the other picked up a glass of ice-cold water conveniently placed on the bedside table. seonghwa urged you to drink from it, silently panicking that he was tending to all your needs .

he gently rolled you onto your stomach and moved the comforter away from your fragile body. despite how he has just handled you, he couldn't help but feel like you were a porcelain doll that needed to be taken care of in every way. he would have hated to cause you any long term pain simply for his pleasure, so he made it his absolute goal to ensure you were well taken care of .

seonghwa gently yet thoroughly massaged your inner thighs and all the way along your back, gently applying pressure into any knots . he took his time in making sure he was targeting the most sore areas by asking you where you needed the most attention.

after a thorough 20 minutes of massaging, seonghwa moved to hover over your body so his lips were right next to your ear. he left a feather-like kiss to the skin behind your ear before whispering to you ,

"you wait here for a minute sweetheart, okay ? 'm gonna run you a nice warm bath. don't fall asleep just yet, baby. still gotta go for breakfast too. "

he planted one more kiss by your ear before moving off your body into the bathroom, leaving your skin to form goosebumps from the lack of warmth.

as you glanced over at the alarm clock on the bedside, 10:47am, you let out a small laugh realising that you had missed the hotel breakfast hours for your little moment .

#seonghwa smut #seonghwa fluff #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa #park seonghwa #ateez seonghwa #ateez fluff #ateez smut #ateez x reader #seonghwa angst #ateez angst

[somelonelywriter]

Can I request a Leto!Joker where I have powers (telekinesis) and save J from someone who wants to hurt him but I over use them which causes me to pass out but he catches me in his arms and he carries me to our shared room and he starts to panic about what happened and he stays with me until I wake up (you can add the rest) (we are husband and wife) thank u :)

VOICES

Pairing: Husband!Jared!Joker x Wife!Fem!reader

(i used she/her pronouns since you said wife, but if you want me to change them tell me, also it's just a one shot I'm sorry, let me know if you wanted headcanons or something else).

Warnings: use of pet names, light swearing, fainting, mention of guns/weapons, mention of Batman, mention/description of blood, mention of death, mention being worried about someone well being (does that really need a warning(?)), Hurt/comfort, tiny bit of toxic relationship and as usual Joker is his own warning, let me know if I missed anything.

Summary: Batman almost catches your husband, almost is the key word.

A/n: I'm sorry this took me so long. AHHHH im SO excited! My first request!! I'll try my best, and i hope you don't mind the fact that i made it start in the car like the scene in 'Suicide Squad', feel free to critizice (obv in a constructive way). Let me know if there are any grammatical errors. Enjoy!

Not really proofreaded 😅

Faster.

That was the only thing in your mind as your husband drived the purple Lamborghini on the road.

You needed to get that stupid bat off of your car. "He's gonna ruin our date night!" You screamed, your anniversary night was gonna be ruined and it was all his fault! You pointed your gun at the ceilieng of the car and fired at it a couple of times, letting your anger out.

The joker near you laughed, a stressed laugh. You knew what that meant. Sooner or later something, or worst someone will blow up.

So you decided to take care of the situation in an even more aggressive way. It was risky to say the least, but extreme problems require extreme solutions, and oh if Batman was a fucking problem.

So you taked a deep breath and cleared your mind (as much as you could with the Clown losing the last bit of sanity he had in the driver seat) and visualized the annoying bat being throwed under your car.

Suddendly all the noises stopped, then a loud 'bang' could be heard and you saw Batman flying rigth on the car windscreen leaking blood over it.

You did it!!

Joker clapped his hands "My good Darling! He got what he deserved! Death to the bat! Death to the bat!" He singed sang, but it sounded muffled, oh so muffled...

The only thing on your mind was a drop. 'tic tic tic' (a/n: does this make sense?)

You looked down and saw your hands covered in blood, your nose was bleesdng... Your eyes felt heavy, the last thing you heard was your name, Joker was calling you. Then it all went black.

Joker on the other hand did not excpect you to faint. It was unplanned, and he even if he loved surprises he didn't love having you in this state.

If we're being honest, at first he was tempted to leave you there (a/n: for me the story finishes like this :) but a request is a request lol) but then a voice, one of the too many in his head, told him not to do it, that he needed you, even if he didn't really know for what... So he drived to his mansion, every now and then checking on you.

Once in your shared bedroom he layed you on the bed.

Joker started to genuinely feel concerned for you, almost an hour as passed and you still weren't awake.. His pretty toy can't die, not if he doesn't want she to do so at least.

He then decided to lay down near you, for the first time in his life he felt a little scared, the voices in his head getting loud, he could hear them scream, scream that you had to wake up, that you couldn't leave him, that he-

He suddendly turned his head to look at his pet, who had now opened her eyes.

you tried to talk but he stopped you, he just wanted to held you on his chest. You didn't dare to discontent him by moving. Not wanting to miss the chance to have some affection since he rarely initiated it, you ignored your headache and relaxed into his touch.

Ironically the place where you felt the most safe were the place where everyone else felt the most scared.

#batman #jared leto #dc joker #one shot #Fluff #Jared Joker #X reader #dcmultiverse #suicide squad #the suicide squad #harley quinzel #harley quinn #wife reader #fem reader

[ms-nesbit]

the crow

jason todd x reader

rating: 18+ (read at your own risk)

warnings: rape, sexual abuse, marital abuse, noncon, emotional abuse, explicit violence

summary: Jason Todd and y/n despise each other. Love? An unreachable destination. Not at first, at least.

ao3

note: this was my ex's name. this was what he did to me when we were together. im tired of being silent about it.

Dim in the distance, the headlight on Jason's motorcycle bounced from the puddles on the ground, illuminating a path for the vigilante to follow.

Not that he'd follow it - Jason often resisted orders and ignored pre-planned paths, typically resulting in his own demise; not with y/n, though.

It wasn't love at first sight, nor did y/n explain it that way: they despised each other, passion of vitriol permeating their relationship into a wildfire that spread into other areas of their lives.

So much so that their peers would comment on the supposed hatred. "Jesus, just kiss already." Tim muttered through clenched teeth.

Jason spat his remaining orange juice at him, apologizing to Alfred for the cacophony at the dinner table before insulting his younger brother. "The fuck , Timmy? Seriously?! I don't- I-I don't have any goddamn-"

"Yeah, you do." Dick chimed matter-of-factly. "Babs and Steph have an ongoing bet to see who would make the first move."

Jason's face reddened. "Are you joking ?" he looked at the pair of brothers, who simply nodded whilst consuming their breakfast. Even Alfred made a polite affirmative noise in his throat as he poured Dick a cup of coffee. "I mean, I guess she's kinda nice and all, but she's so stubborn, and it's so fucking-"

"Hot?"

" Endearing?" Tim and Dick both answered.

Jason shook his head. "Frustrating!"

"So, lemme get this straight," Tim reclined in his seat, rubbing his patella. " you are upset at someone for being stubborn . You ?" He awaited Jason's confirmation, and replied, "So then it's a match made in heaven."

"Wh-wh-WHAT?! Are you deaf and stupid?" Jason pushed himself out from the seat, leaving the dining room as an erupting volcano, his loud ash and magma polluting Wayne Manor.

Yet the thought refused to shake from Jason's mind. They stirred in his head, every time y/n grinned or the streetlights shone on her face, and it clicked - he loves her.

Visual images of her appeared spontaneously as Jason completed otherwise mundane chores; while tossing his dirty, malodorous clothes into the washing machine (no matter how many times Alfred offered to handle the task, Jason insisted he be the one to handle it, given his fascination with a properly working device), Jason recalled a moment when y/n smirked at him after she out-squatted him; as he was grocery shopping (an exaggeration, obviously, as Jason conducted his routine shopping for protein bars and high-protein snacks at the corner convenience store), he passed the aisle of reasonably fresh flowers, the aroma of geranium sneaking her way to Jason as a reminder of y/n.

He was as hopeless as a runt in a pack of puppies, doomed from the beginning. He contemplated switching gyms altogether, in fear of confronting y/n and seeming too blatantly into her, but was acquainted with the rigid (and expensive) cancellation policy.

When they brushed shoulders at the gym the following week, Jason behaved standoffish, more aloof than hardheaded, and if y/n wasn't busy assembling her rack on the squat bar, she would have caught on (especially when Jason formed a lump in his throat when he spotted y/n on the bench press).

Sheepishly, Jason attempted to insult her authentically, but came across as frigid. Y/n quirked a brow and laughed. “Really, Jay? Strong women scare you that much?”

But they never did. From infancy, Jason was fascinated by powerful women, an unfortunately scarce species (due largely by the patriarchy, according to him). He wondered why he hadn’t felt this way sooner about y/n, and made a note to kick himself for it later.

When y/n wasn’t looking, Jason spent too long staring at her; in fact, even when she could notice, his stare would linger, and she’d comment on it.

As she was leaving, Jason insisted on accompanying her, something she sniffed as suspicious. "You never offered it before, Todd."

“Well, I heard the crime is getting worse,” Jason summed under his breath, irritation stiffening his tone, “plus you can only bench 120. Not brag worthy.”

She spared his life with a flat blink, pursing her lips to prevent even the most miniscule of insult to leave in a sharpened knife. They walked together in silence, until they approached y/n’s vehicle, a…police interceptor. Retired, Jason surmised, by the absence of bars dividing the pigs from civilians. He sucked on his teeth as he observed the vehicle burning into his eyes.

“So…”

Y/n held up her water bottle in her hand, remaining liquid sloshing in it. “My ex told me to buy it. One of… many poor decisions I made.” she sighed at the statement, rolling her eyes lazily as she fumbled with her lanyard holding her keys. “Don’t get me wrong, I love the attention and fear when I’m driving, and it is a V8, but since it was used for chases, I have loose bullet holes under the chassis, and the transmission is starting to stutter when I’m shifting.” She said it without hesitation. Jason really was in love.

“Why do you still have it then?” his hands were fists in his pockets.

Y/n shrugged, finagling with the janky manual lock. “The thrill of it.”

“And the ex, he uh…” Jason tried to play it cool, “was he okay?”

The door unlocked with a hard click, and y/n cracked the driver’s side door. “Why do you wanna know?”

“Sorry if I’m overstepping boundaries, I just don’t think anybody willing to pressure their partner into supporting the police in any way is exactly a green flag.”

Y/n nodded, the streetlight illuminating her face enough for Jason to see a hint of a grin. “I’ll unlock the passenger side if you want.” She turned to face him, but didn’t quite look in his eyes.

Maybe he was another monster in the night to her. “S-sure.” Jason stammered, before pacing in front of the car to the passenger side, tossing his gym bag in the backseat before he sat down.

Y/n locked the doors. “He was okay.” she started, hands gripping the frayed vinyl of the steering wheel. “I mean, he was…he sucked.” Jason could hear in her voice more than he could see of her face.

“Was he just a douchebag?”

Y/n shook her head, hair following it. “He was so nice in the beginning, y’know? I mean, they always are.” They always are . Jason knew where it was headed, and his forehead thumped with frustration. “Buying me things, texting me these long things in the morning and evenings, as if he didn’t have a job.

“But-”

Jason bit down on his bottom lip, drawing blood. It still failed to stifle his anger. “ But? ”

“He was like the sun. So many people around us were applauding him, telling him and me how good he was doing, how lucky I was, all that. My best friends started to see his texts change, and how I would sleep less. At first, y’know, they thought it was because I was just so in love-” y/n’s voice started to break. Jason’s heart did upon hearing it. “-but they found the texts. Love-bombing, they said it was. He was setting me up, gassing me, and then just throwing me down to the ground when I wasn’t compliant.” She shut her eyes and let her head fall to the steering wheel, impact broken by her hands. Jason’s fist clenched in his hoodie pocket. “He then told me to choose: them or him.” Still resting her head against the back of her hands, she turned to face Jason, exposing her teary eyes. “Wanna guess who I chose?”

“Them?”

Jason was sarcastic, expecting a different answer than the affirmation he received. His blood boiled as y/n spoke, fuming in the passenger seat of her interceptor. “Yeah. But he threatened to kill himself if I didn’t comply. I thought it would be my fault. I made myself just…believe that I didn’t deserve those friends, anyway, and that they were just jealous of our relationship.”

A grunt left Jason’s throat. Y/n dismissed it. “I just…he was like the sun. All of the people in his life, revolving around him, praised his devotion and love, and he wanted me to orbit him, too.

“But I got too close to him, and I got burned.” she hunched over her steering wheel, letting out hollow, agonizing breaths. Jason froze, hesitating to touch her in fear of scaring her, hurting her.

“Where did he hurt you?” his brows furrowed, practically kissing.

Y/n shook her head, sniffling and wiping the corners of her eyes away. She refused to allow herself to lose composure over him, and was breaking the promise that night, in front of the man she previously thought was more a frenemy than friend. “I thought that because we were engaged, it was okay. Because we were married, it was okay. I should be thankful.”

She was lost in her head, leaving Jason to frantically attempt to complete the puzzle. “He beat you? You married him? What happened, y/n?”

The car was off, engine as cold as the brisk dusk air, but the heat within the interior was thick and tense. “I said no, Jason. I tried to push him off, and he just-just held me down.” Crimson flooded Jason’s ears, heartbeat loud with turbulence. “I’m sorry.”

Why was she so sorry? The apology broke the threshold, Jason cursing loud enough for y/n to hear. She was trembling. Scared. In the year they’ve known each other, glaring teeth at one another, he hadn’t seen her so terrified, and hadn’t scratched the surface of her past. And as if she read his expression, as obnoxiously obvious as it was, “That’s why I lift weights.” y/n sharply inhaled through her nose, quietly tapping on her olive polyester legging-covered thigh. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to dump this on you.”

She was vulnerable, naked, and Jason was ashamed to walk in on her in such a state. “Is he in prison?” his fingers crossed, hoping her answer was simply Hell .

“No, he lives just outside of city limits. Couldn’t get a restraining order because his record is so clean.”

Jason screwed his eyes shut, utilizing the grounding tool Dick taught him in his tenure as Robin. “May I give you a hug?” The words were forced, jagged in delivery. But y/n managed a nod, and as soon as Jason registered the affirmation, he pulled her close to his chest, as much as the center console dividing them would allow, and guided her breathing to something steady, rhythmic.

After that night, y/n and Jason were inseparable, the friendship blooming beautifully. They accompanied each other during their respective workout sessions, throwing each other shady comments and snide jokes, but leaving the personas in the locker room as they attended dinner together shortly after.

Y/n loved…loose-fitting cotton pants; her closet was filled with oddly folded clothing, some buried in the back for formal events she’d eventually excuse herself out of attending; her left cheek had a dimple, something Jason failed to identify until he made her laugh one night. They were all idiosyncrasies y/n allowed him to explore, deepening their relationship past anything he previously experienced. The admiration he felt bubbled, rather than simmered (as he hoped), and it flourished into an agape infatuation, y/n’s life and entire being a novel he couldn’t (nor wanted to) complete.

His attitude improved at home, initiating constructive team-building activities, much to his family’s surprise.

“You…wait, you want to try the simulation?” Dick repeated back to Jason, who nodded with a benign smile.

“Sure.” his nose scrunched as he spoke, and if it wasn’t for the context provided, he would have considered that perhaps Jason was under the giggle gas that intoxicated thousands of Gothamites years prior.

By accident, Jason overwelcomed his stay at y/n’s apartment, falling asleep on the couch after a lengthy conversation about loafs. Y/n tiptoed to the closet, gingerly opening the sliding door to pull out a spare blanket, and lying it over Jason’s tall and muscular frame. She watched as his chest rose and fell, inspiring a desire for her head to be resting on it, the curiosity causing a whiplash that distracted her from the initial knock on her door.

The next group of knocks drew her attention away from the sudden discovery of romantic feelings she had for Jason, something she noted to explore later.

Distracted, she unlocked the door, opening it before checking the peephole.

There stood a disgruntled, soulless man, staring darkly at y/n. Her heart fell, and she instantly found fault in her negligence of safety. She was too vulnerable, it seemed, and it costed y/n her solace.

“Cheating.” he spat at her.

Y/n shook her head wildly, whispering timidly, “N-no, Matt, you don’t understand-”

“It seems very telling just exactly what transpired here.” he responded curtly, wasting no time in his conviction. He looked up at her with rage in his eyes and wrath in his spirit. He followed it with the words, “Nobody will ever have you like I did.”

Then, a bang.

One that was so familiar, Jason jolted from his sleep, torso snapping from the bed as his head failed to catch up with his heart. He stood on his feet, rushing over to…

Y/n’s body. Lifeless, frozen. A coldness in her eyes, as nothing was behind them. They were glossed over.

For the first time since his betrayal by the Joker, Jason screamed for help.

He didn’t tell her he loved her. Not once did he mention nor hint at it, and the thought of it made him feel dirty, and his stomach twisted in pain. He repudiated the gym, canceling over the phone and threatening the manager when reminded of the hefty cancellation fee.

Dick found his gym bag collecting dust in the back of the laundry room, hiding in a corner, punished for its association with y/n. It was the bag he wore to y/n’s flat that night, and Jason was quick to rid himself of the thought of it, sure that her blood spilled on it. After inspection, Dick was unable to find a trace of it, and instead deduced that Jason was flooded with grief, so much that the vigilante was beginning to hallucinate out of fear.

“We have to talk to him, Bruce.” Dick cornered his adoptive father in the Batcave, arms crossed. “He doesn’t drive his motorcycle, hasn’t left the house in a week, I-I’ve never seen him like this.”

Rather than engaging actively, Bruce remained in his seat before the bright screens, supervising his own search for Gotham’s antagonist. He didn’t even blink, let alone flinch, when replying flatly, “Dick, we all process grief differently. Don’t you remember-”

“What the hell are you even doing, Bruce?” Dick snapped, gripping the head cushion of Bruce’s seat and yanking it, pulling the seat further from the computer. He swiveled the seat and approached Bruce with heavy eyes, hands gripping the arm rests to prevent Bruce from fleeing. “This isn’t about you, and it isn’t about me. Your son saw his loved one get killed , and you’re not even showing a glimpse of sympathy for him? The hell is wrong with you?”

Bruce’s jaw clenched. “Dick, it is best not to interfere with the personal matters of others. You know more than anyone-”

“ Fuck that!” Dick pushed Bruce’s seat back into the computer, the back cushion hitting the keyboard with a thud. “You got yourself involved when my parents died, and had no problem moving on from Jason when he died. Now that he’s back, you not only dismiss what he went through, but you refuse to learn from your mistakes? You’re a fucking coward.” The insults reverberated through the cave, but Dick didn’t care, almost wanting the rest of the family to hear his response. “Your son needs your help. If you won’t do it, don’t you dare get pissed if he leaves town and goes on another rampage.”

Huffing, Dick marched off from the computer, headed toward the hidden staircase leading to the mansion. Behind him, he heard Bruce’s firm voice. “I know what I did. I learned from his death, mourned him, just as much as you did. Don’t you accuse me of anything.”

Without hesitation, Dick responded through his teeth, “You’re heartless.” and left the cave, slamming the door behind him.

Upstairs was quiet, air thick with tension as Tim’s eyes darted between a fuming Dick, and his college homework. He finally laid his pencil down on the table. “Do you need anything from me? I dunno how I can help, but I can try.”

Back against the grandfather clock, Dick buried his head in his hands. He breathed for a moment, collecting himself, before responding to Tim’s offer. “Have you seen Jay at all? Heard from him?” Tim shook his head, muttering a negation. “I haven’t, either. Try to see if Cass or Steph have heard from him. Assume he’s on suicide watch. I’ll contact Luke and Babs to see if he’s still in Gotham.” Dick began to walk away, unlocking his phone to dial Barbara’s number.

“What do you think Todd’s gonna do?”

Dick shrugged. "That time a bully beat you up, Jason got even by kidnapping the guy. I dunno what he might do now."

Rain pattered against the car window, washing away as the vehicle zipped through Gotham streets. Inside, Jason gripped the steering wheel with his life, with all control he could possibly have, and bit his bottom lip underneath his red hood. As unsure as he was, Jason brushed it aside with his insatiable urge for vengeance. Beside him, a ghost, a spirit he wished was real, and instead was an apparition conjured by his forlorn heart.

In the seat, his thoughts were loud, so loud he could hear them in his ears, and only then did he realize he was actually speaking. “My fault.” he overheard. “My fault.” he repeated, again and again, until the sting from the words hurt him as much as an actual bullet.

His phone rang in his pocket. He ignored it, and debated silencing it; Jason removed a hand from the steering wheel only to unlatch the glove compartment and shove his phone in it.

Struggling to maintain his stoic impression, Jason forgot he was wearing a mask, and allowed himself to exhale, before the tears followed, rushing down his cheeks to escape the suffocation they shared with him. His lip trembled, body riddled with a revolting concoction of emotions.

Following behind him was Cassandra, in an unmarked rental vehicle. Her phone was faced forward on her dash, to capture all evidence of Jason’s whereabouts, and she maintained a reasonable distance, dimming her headlights to draw attention away from herself. Eventually, at a traffic light right out of downtown, Cass lowered her window and secured a mobile tracking device below the passenger taillight. She grinned to herself cockily, applauding her ability to outsmart her big little brother (again).

“Thanks, Orphan. It seems like my fears were right - Jason’s headed toward Matt’s place.” Dick stated into Cass’ ear through the group communication line. “Red Robin, you’re my ears, what’s going on?”

“Looks like it.” Tim said, voice blinking from the wind atop the building where he perched. “Oracle, you got the geolocation for Matt, and backup in case something happens?”

“Affirmative.” Barbara replied.

Jason heard none of it, as his earpiece was left on his nightstand in his room, but felt eyes on him. He quickly made a detour, weaving through traffic and cutting through alleys until he was satisfied.

“He’s on to us. Batwing-”

 “At the building.” Luke replied abruptly, clothed back against the dilapidated brick of the townhouse. “Suspect is inside, having… relations.”

“Are you fucking serious ?” Tim spat into the comm line. “He fucking killed someone, and he still felt good enough in his conscience to sleep around? Dick, are you sure we’re doing Red Hood a favor by-”

“Yes, we are.” Dick interrupted. “Batwing, is Batwoman with you?”

Luke shook his head. “Nope.”

“Oracle, do you have eyes on Batwoman’s whereabouts?”

Barbara typed into her computer, before finally replying, “Negative. Tracker and microphone are offline.”

“Shit.” Dick sighed into the comm line. He was afraid of what it might entail, Kate’s disappearance, as she showed obvious support for Jason’s decision when brought to her attention earlier that evening. “Does anybody know where Batwoman is?”

Having shaken Cass from his trail earlier, Jason raced to the subdivision, fueled by anger. According to his GPS, he was only a quarter mile away, so he pulled into a street parking spot and shut off his engine. “I only have this chance.” he said to himself, setting up his pistols and placing one in his holster, and another under his pants belt. “This is it.”

Meanwhile, at the townhouse, Luke stood with crossed arms, awaiting the homicidal intruder. “Batwing, Orphan lost eyes on Hood, and Oracle informed us his car’s been parked on the 1100 block of Commonwealth. Any visual?”

“None.” Luke replied. “Just the same as-”

And the comm line disintegrated into static, all members reacting with the shrill sound of it in their earpiece.

Leaving his vehicle, Jason ensured to close the door slowly, entering into a brisk walk through the open backyards of the cookie cutter residential duplexes. He kept his head hung, in case of security cameras.

“Just you and me.” he muttered under his breath as he approached the address, matching a grainy photo of a brick-walled building with a tall wooden fence. He heard a faint sound of a beating heart, oddly drawn to it. Jason hopped the fence, bringing a hand to his knife before he stopped at the sight of Luke along the side of the townhouse. Grayson , Jason thought to himself.

Before he could back away into a secure hiding area, Luke snapped his head toward the faint footsteps Jason made, and called to him in a forced whisper. “Jason! What are you doing, man?”

“Stay out of this.” Jason snapped back.

“You should know better. There’s a warrant out for him. Let the goddamn system do its job.”

“Are you fucking naive?” Jason darted toward Luke, tricking him by sliding between his legs and using his weight to force Batwing onto the ground. Jason then knocked a rock onto Luke’s head, deeming him unconscious.

Jason waited for a sign of consciousness before standing on his feet again, mumbling angrily under his breath, “Justice system? Here? If there was one, I’d have stayed dead.”

As he approached the side door, he heard commotion, and one that triggered his gag reaction. He worked at the lock with a pick before gaining entry, gingerly opening the door before entering slowly. The noises were louder, mangled, obscene and desperate. Jason snarled under the mask, becoming a beast more than man.

He followed the sound, interested more in the crescendo of the heartbeat than the filthy noises that disgusted him, until he reached a bedroom with an open door. He slipped in, drawing a gun from his holster. “You. Out, now .” Jason sneered at the woman, throwing a piece of clothing to her as she scattered out of the room with a shriek.

The man, also unclothed, sat up on the bed, hands raised. “Jesus Christ, what the hell is your problem, man?”

“Matt, is it?” Jason cocked his gun, pointing it at the man.

He nodded. “Yeah, why?” his eyes were wide in fear.

“Remember y/n y/l/n?”

He blinked at Jason. Then, his face relaxed into a cheshire cat grin. “Ah. You’re her new boytoy she was cheating on me with. Jared? Justin?”

“Justice.” Jason answered, stepping forward and using his other hand to suckerpunch Matt on the nose. “She told me what you did.” He was growling now, feral instinct consuming his rational mind. He grappled the man; after pinning Matt down to the bed, Jason shot Matt’s right bicep, then left, rendering him useless. “You want this? Hmm? You want me to penetrate you again?”

Matt screamed in agony, blood oozing from his bullet wounds onto the dirty, disheveled mattress sheets. “No. No! Stop, please!”

Jason only cackled loudly, throwing his head back. He pressed more of his weight onto Matt before replacing his pistol into his holster and withdrawing his knife, scraping the sloppy skin of Matt’s abdomen open, inch by inch, deeper every time Matt let out the faintest of noise.

“Oooh. You feel so good. So tight.” At the last word, Jason twisted the knife in Matt’s abdomen, pressing it in deeper into his body. Spurts of blood splattered onto Jason’s costume, while the rest gushed from the blood wound onto the now-painted sheets below them. The smell of copper filled the air, and it only drove Jason’s cogence further away. “I’m gonna fuck you all night.”

Abruptly removing the knife from the gash, Jason dragged it against Matt’s now-mangled torso, stopping at his heart. He let out a low, deep groan. “What’s this? All this for me?”

“Please. Please have mercy. Please.” Matt was pathetic in his whines, heart pounding, and Jason found himself smiling sadistically through his hood.

He tsked Matt, mocking the pleas. “ Oooh ! Oooh, please !” Jason laughed. “I thought you didn’t understand the meaning of the word no.” Jason removed his hood from the base near his chin, bringing it over his head to stare Matt directly into his fear-stricken eyes. “Do you want me to feel the beating of your heart, Dear? Really?”

Jason watched Matt devolve into a bumbling mess, spurts of blood spilling from his mouth as he choked a faint plea. “N-no. N-no, no.” he repeated the word as if it were all he knew, and in that moment, it was.

“Oh.” Jason lifted his knife in faux contemplation. He brushed his hand through his skunk-patterned hair. “I’m really sorry, you’re gonna have to forgive me for this one, Matty, I completely forgot…” he leaned in to Matt’s ear, whispering, “Like you, I don’t believe when someone says no.” And without hesitation, Jason’s right hand holding the knife lifted higher, before lunging the blade into Matt’s chest, before repeating his action once, then twice, and again, and again.

And again.

He heard Matt took his final breath minutes ago, but the vigilante wasn’t satisfied, still hungry for vengeance. He stabbed and scraped until there was an untidy hole in Matt’s chest, skin flung through the air in the room from Jason’s reckless act. Ink of blood scattered across the room, now decorating the wall into a morbid, murderous mess. It wasn’t until Jason felt the scratch of a mattress spring did he stop, and sat back on his knees, still crouched over the dead man in a heaving mess.

The thumping of his heart ceased, and Jason could finally sleep in peace. Y/n could finally rest, free of shame, guilt, and worry.

Yet he felt no different. His eyes began to water, and quickly stood from the corpse, pacing out of the room and erupting into a cry with his bloody blade still in hand.

Running into the room, Dick examined the scene, pulling Jason into an embrace.

“What did you do?” he asked, apprehension in his voice.

“She’s not coming back, Dick.” Jason sobbed into Dick’s shoulder now, falling apart, “Y/n, she’s not coming back.”

#batfamily #jason todd #red hood #red hood x reader #jason todd x reader #dick grayson #my post #mine #fanfiction #jason todd fanfiction

[kanekoii]

Hihiii im kinda nervous since this is my first request EVER and like could you do iluna x gn! Reader playing horror games *seperately* BECAUSE I DONT SEE ENOUGH ILUNA STUFF HERE

lyra's notes -> as an iluna enjoyer yeah we dont get enough of these sillies so feel free to request more!

pairings -> iluna x gn! reader

genre -> fluffy scenario

song -> then it all goes away - dayglow

warnings -> food mention, strong language, a few spooks, written in this loud ass dressing room with these kids yelling making me wanna dropkick someone

MARIA MARIONETTE ->

she’s cute, you’re cute, it’s a match made in heaven. oddly enough, maria doesn’t get scared easily by horror games. she’s been around for like a hundred years so she’s probably seen some shit. you’d expect her to get scared based solely off of how she looks but girl is not fazed by almost anything. the only thing that genuinely scares her is the idea of losing you. she can’t help but giggle at you getting scared when you play games like this together. maria will giggle and hold you tight so you don’t get scared. well, at least not too scared because it wouldn’t be fun if you don’t get a little spooked.

AIA AMARE ->

mf will literally TRY to scare you shitless just for fun. she’ll disappear while you’re playing then jump out with a scary mask on and a scream. she’s an absolute dork and she knows that it makes her lean towards the more cute side, but she can still definitely get a few good scares out of you. as much as you love that criminal angel, she’s scared you to death sometimes. if she scared you too much she’ll show up a little later at your door with puppy eyes and plushie, your favorite dessert in her hands.

SCARLE YONAGUNI ->

she will get just as scared as you, so it would likely end with you holding each other and just like,, screaming. even at the smallest noise you both startle and scream. it’s cute but to anyone else who might be in the same house, it will absolutely suck. i mean, hearing two lovebirds screaming their heads off for the entirety of a horror game that might be hours long surely isn’t the most fun of experiences but to each his own i suppose.

ASTER ARCADIA ->

(sorry i know like nothing about him so this is probably very ooc) he will teasingly treat you like an idiot. he’ll talk you through the things you need to do as if you’re a toddler, remarking that if you’re gonna get so scared like a baby he might as well talk to you like one too. he loves you and you know that, but he can be such a little shit sometimes when it comes to things like this. sometimes he’ll be nice about it tho, occasionally, once in a blue moon.

REN ZOTTO ->

bitch. absolute motherfucker. he teases you to hell and back over how easily you’re scared. hold him by the horns and scold him for it and he’ll apologize so cutely to you it’s almost like he didn’t tease you at all. if you genuinely dislike it then he’ll do his best to be supportive of you! he doesn’t mind just holding you while you try to get through the game to the best of your ability. he’ll hold you on his lap while you nervously make your way through it and occasionally jump and make surprised noises when there’s a jumpscare. he thinks it’s SO adorable too.

KYO KANEKO ->

he’ll make fun of the game to make both you and him less scared. you can’t exactly be scared when you’re laughing your ass off over some stupid or weird comment he made about a character or mechanic. if you get scared easily, he will be throwing jokes out left and right in an attempt to keep you laughing and keep you from getting too scared. he doesn’t like seeing you scared, so naturally his next best bet is to make you laugh.

#lyr.fic #nijien x reader #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader #nijien #kyo kaneko #kyo kaneko x you #kyo kaneko x reader #aster arcadia #aster arcadia x reader #aster arcadia x you #ren zotto #ren zotto x reader #ren zotto x you #scarle yonaguni x you #scarle yonaguni #scarle yonaguni x reader #aia amare #aia amare x reader #aia amare x you #maria marionette x reader #maria marionette x you #maria marionette

[dunnswrld]

Hcs or smut with paparazzi!reader w Johnny or Ryan, like a ‘we shouldn’t be doing this’ kinda dynamic w tension you could cut w a knife

omgomgomgomg i love this, so sorry for not making it smut like you asked though anon- ig i got carried away in my own thoughts haha!

it would be at the red carpet event for jackass two, johnny was in a black suit and tie. johnny looked great, everyone there knew that including himself.

your big blocky camera hung around your neck as your hands seemed to tighten your grip on it when you saw johnny walking onto the red carpet. his famous smile on full display, it could really lighten up a room.

you now understood why everyone was practically crazy for this man, he was so handsome. from his short brown hair to his beat up black converse, he was just so good looking.

you looked down at your outfit which completely contrasted his own. jeans, a t-shirt, and your beater sneakers. apart of you wishes you would’ve dressed up more if you knew johnny would practically be two arms lengths away from you.

you were brought out of your thoughts when other papparazzi behind you were yelling johnny’s name while shoving others around to try and get a better spot. you quickly began to almost lock yourself in front of the barricade so you wouldn’t lose your spot. you were front row and could get the best shots imaginable and you weren’t going to lose that big paycheck.

you quickly began snapping photos of johnny, which only let you admire him even more through the lens of your camera. his sunglasses covered his eyes when he smiled but you could tell just from the smile plastered on his lips that the smile was genuine.

but what you didn’t know was that under those sunglasses johnny was looking straight at you. he watched you shove other people behind you with cameras back as you quickly took some shots and would quickly begin to take more.

he thought you were the prettiest girl he had ever seen, which was so odd to him because for him all paparazzi people were old grown men who were not the nicest people when it came to taking photos of others. but you looked so sweet, like you wouldn’t hurt a fly.

well that was until johnny watched you snap backwards and tell off some guy behind you,

“hey asshole have you ever heard of personal space? i can feel your dick on my back so back up a bit before i knock you on your ass.”

the guy immediately raising his hands in defense and spewing out what johnny could only guess were apologies.

you turned back around to your original standing position still rather annoyed from the old guy behind you who thought it was okay to press his body so close to yours just to get some stupid photo everyone else was getting.

but when you turned around you saw johnny standing so close in front of you. both his hands gripping the iron bar of the barricade, he rested his weight on one foot as his sunglass hung lowly on his nose. just enough for you to see his dark brown eyes looking at you.

you didn’t know if you should snap a photo or say something, everyone else around you snapping photos and yelling for johnny to look at them but instead of looking at them he kept looking at you.

“hey there.”

“um- hi.”

“come here often?”

“only when im paid too.”

johnny laughed at your joke, the same laugh you’ve heard countless times on tv finally falling into your ears in real life. but what was even better was that you made the johnny knoxville laugh.

seeing him so close was so odd, the sound of cameras flashing and people yelling seemed to wash out as only background noise. they completely lost any and all of your attention as you looked at the man in front of you.

“ya gettin’ paid to take photos of me?”

“yeah but it’s weird when you say it out loud though.”

“whatever pays the bills right?”

you nervously laughed, you were too scared to say anything back to johnny in fear you’d say the wrong thing and ruin everything. but johnny lifted one of his hands off the bar of the barricade and stuck it put in front of you.

“im johnny knoxville.”

“obviously you are. everyone knows you.”

“yeah but i don’t know you, what’s your name?”

“its-”

“hey knoxville lets go! you’re making us late!”

your head turned to the sound of bam margera’s voice, he was jogging over to you and johnny and once he was close enough he was tugging johnny away from you.

“bam- knock it off for a second!”

“we’re late you can get interviewed later jackass.”

you watched as bam pulled johnny away from you, even with johnny trying to break from his grip he couldn’t. you watched johnny’s head turn over his shoulder to see you standing with your camera in your hands. lifting one of your hands off your expensive camera you waved gently to him with a smile, that was the last he saw of you before turning a corner and losing sight of you in the crowd.

#jackass #johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville imagines #johnny knoxville imagine #johnny knoxville headcanon #johnny knoxville headcanons #johnny knoxville fanfiction #johnny knoxville fanfic #johnny knoxville fic #johnny knoxville x reader #jackass imagine #jackass imagines #jackass headcannon #jackass headcannons #jackass fanfiction #jackass fanfic #jackass fic #jackass x reader #jackass two

[jinlias]

“we’re not watching that” you let ryujin know as soon as the remote lands on a cheap attempt of a horror movie.

“why not? it’s not even scary!” she shrugs, scooting closer to you on the couch

“that’s exactly why!!” you chuckle taking the control from her.

“oh come on, that? im gonna feel bad when i slip my hand in your pants” ryujin stares at your mouth open mid laugh, her own tongue peeking under her teeth as she leans her head on her palm when you stop on a cartoon movie.

“who said you were getting in my pants tonight?”

“oh, was it not a given?” she raises her brows, shortly crawling until she’s on top of you, having caused you to lay down against the decorative pillows

“mm, no, not that i recall” both of you smile just as you did back in high school, when it took absolutely everything from you and ryujin, doing dishes, washing cars, cleaning social rooms in your own houses (even though your families paid people to do that) for your parents to let either of you sleep over before she pecks your lips.

one turns to three, and soon she’s peppering kisses down your jaw, winning heavy sighs out of you when a startling noise coming from upstairs and a giggle make the two of you freeze. ryujin only lifts herself slightly after a peck to your neck and asks “did u hear that?”

“is that yuna?” you ask back, the two of you looking at each other in a puzzled manner, her arms on your sides and yours around her neck. but after a few minutes it dies back down, so you go back to kissing, eliciting giggles of your own by just the thought of being able to lose time with your lover, but then theres a more alarming noise, it’s a guy and it’s coming from upstairs, this time it makes both of you sit up, reminding you of the many times ryujin’s mom almost caught the two of you messing around in her home. “that was definitely not yuna.”

the look the two of you share next is not one your mom would approve of, it means nothing but trouble and ruining whatever fun yuna was having. part of ryujin believes she should be mad, you too, yuna invited someone over- no, she snuck someone in instead of telling you she wanted to invite someone over. you and your wife, without all the sugar coating, were drug dealers, there was nothing yuna could try that scared you. the two of you thought she trusted you enough to share whoever this was with you

but another part of you instead of being her guardians, grew up with yuna, specially ryujin. so it’s much too expected when the two of you just want to make her life impossible, like she had done many times to you.

soon, the two of you tip toe up the stairs and all the way to her door, which was unsurprisingly closed. and with malicious smiles press an ear against the door. both you and ryujin make disgusted faces at the sound of a kiss, or two, maybe three, and then the guy again asking if she really wanted to sleep with him.

“hey, asked for consent” you shrug, gesturing and okay with your fingers to ryujin, who rolls her eyes and takes out her phone, ringing yuna.

“voicemail! that bitch” ryujin whispers a little too loud because the kissing and giggling stops and she’s lucky you take long strides because just in time, you pull her away from the door, pressing her against the hallway when yuna opens it

“i know you guys are snooping” she giggles “y/n i can see your foot”

it makes you suck in your lips in regret, looking back at ryujin who’s glaring daggers at you for getting you caught. the two of you soon walk out, hands tangled and your heads hung low in some sort of shame.

“okay, you caught us. we’re done, have fun, we’ll talk in the morning, goodnight!!”

“and BE SAFE!” ryujin yells as you drag her to your room, opposed to your quick prior whispering.

#idk i thought this was a cute idea #itzy imagine #itzy imagines #ryujin imagine #itzy x reader #ryujin imagines #itzy x you #ryujin x you #mob!ryujin #mr timeline #rjj

[babyjakes]

forever and a day | god of thunder. [blurb.]

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summary | willa learns about thunderstorms, the creations of one of her very best friends.

characters | steve rogers, willa rogers (original character)

warnings | anxiety/fear of storms, soft!dad steve, hurt/comfort for a sec, so so so so fluffy, willa is the cutest :’-)

requested by anon | hi eun-just a quick request if u have time :) there was a big storm where I live tonight and i was thinking about how scared willa would be of thunder + lightning. maybe the noise wakes steve up and he goes to her room cause he knows she’ll be scared. she’s just hiding under the sheets shaking :( and he gets under the covers with her cause it’s quieter and holds her/ rocks her back and forth till she falls asleep. maybe she asks him to sing her a lullaby? 🥺 im so soft for willa and steve <3

an | anon omg this is so genius, thankyou for this request (and also hope you made it through the storm alright<3!!!) i imagine when willa was being held captive, she was too deep within the facility to hear storms whenever they occurred, so it’s absolutely terrifying for her the first time she experiences thunder and lightning :-( luckily she’s got the best daddy in the world, aaaannnnd one of her best buddies also happens to be the god of thunder ;-)

[Steve]

The minute the first flash of lightning hits, I shoot up in bed, my eyes widening in horror as a terrible realization hits me: Willa’s never witnessed a thunderstorm. I’ve had my eyes on the weather channel all day; this particular storm’s been anticipated for several days, but only now, after it’s already started, is it hitting me that my biggest worry should probably be making sure the poor little thing’s not scared out of her mind.

“Shit,” I shake my head as a loud round of thunder follows the initial strike of light, clumsily climbing out of bed before making my way through the dark room to the door and out into the hallway. No light comes from under the child’s bedroom door, hopefully a sign that she’s sleeping. Carefully twisting the knob, I slip inside, my heart breaking when my gaze settles on the little lump formed under the sheets and blankets atop the mattress, barely visible in the dimly moonlit room. Quiet whimpers sound as I approach the bed, flipping on Willa’s bedside lamp before easing myself onto the bed, my voice coming out a mere murmur. “Hey Willa-bug, hey- it’s alright, sweetheart. It’s okay, it’s just a thunderstorm, honey. We’re safe inside, nice and dry and warm,” I try to calm her.

Peeking out from the tangled bedding, the girl’s teary gaze meets my own as she sniffles, “B-big noise, Daddy.”

Face softening at her innocence, I nod, agreeing, “You’re right, lovebug. That is an awfully big noise, huh? Do you know what it was, sweetheart?” Rubbing at her reddened eyes, Willa shakes her head as she climbs onto my lap, curling up in a ball as I rub her back soothingly, gently beginning to rock in hopes of helping to settle her nerves.

“Fireworks?” she takes a guess. “N-no pretty lights, jus’ a big crack in the sky, Daddy. Looks like- fire up there.”

Chuckling softly, I shake my head. “No babydoll, it wasn’t fireworks. You’re right, there was a big crack in the sky; it wasn’t a fire, though. That flash of light is called ‘lightning,’ honey. And the big noise was something called 'thunder.’ And I know they’re a little scary when you see and hear them for the first time, but they’re not dangerous, I promise.”

“L-ligh'ning,” the little girl repeats thoughtfully. “Thunder.” At the second word, her eyes widen. “Thunder,” she says again, a light seeming to go off in her head as she looks up at me, asking “I-isn’t that Thor? H-he always says-”

“That’s right, sweet girl. That is your friend Thor; he’s the god of Thunder. So whenever you hear that sound, you can know it’s him, and know that you’re safe, okay bug? Thor’d never hurt you, and neither will his big noise.”

“Never hurt me,” she nods, seeming more sure in this as her body relaxes a little bit into mine. Snuggling me gently, she tells me, “bes’ f'iend forever. Jus’ Thor making big noise.”

“Mhmm, you got it, sweetheart,” I nod, shuffling a bit to lay back against Willa’s pillows as I gather her blankets and sheets up over the two of us, my heart melting as the small girl tucks her head into the crook of my neck with a silent yawn. “Just Thor out there somewhere having lots of fun in the rain, with his big bolts of lightning and rounds of thunder. What d'you think he’s doing? Is he banging on a big drum?”

Tiredly glancing up through the window behind her bed, Willa responds through a slow, sleepy voice, “Dancing up in the sky, Daddy. With big fun rain boots on, jumping in puddles jus’ like we do.”

“Oh, you must be right,” I murmur, brushing the sweet girl’s hair back from her face as she settles her head against the pillow beneath us. “I bet he’s having so much fun; you should call him tomorrow and ask him all about it.”

“All abou’ it…” Willa’s soft voice trails off into silence as her droopy eyes fall to a close, a small breath of relief escaping her lips as she drifts right off in my arms.

Leaning down to plant a kiss on her forehead, I whisper though I know she won’t hear it, “Sweet dreams, babybug. I’ll be right here when you wake up in the morning.”

series masterlist

#faad #faad: god of thunder #eun's blurb nights #eun's writing #march '22 faad blurb night #steve rogers #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fluff #the avengers #avengers fanfiction #mcu #mcu fanfiction #captain america #captain america fanfiction #hurt/comfort

[timefoocsorsmthidk]

OC STUFF FROM MY NOTES APP LMFAO

Rose’s ears turn red when he lies

To fill the silence, Maple makes little noises (ie: beeping, humming, squeaking, tongue clicking)

Maple also doesn’t make eye contact when she’s nervous, she’ll states straight ahead when she speaks

Maple would smile by biting moon’s lip when moon was little, so now when moon gets nervous, moon’ll bite moon’s lip

Nikola uses a lot of hand gestures when they speak + nods their head a lot

Nikola has a resting bitch face IM SORRY DHSJJDJD

Jayden picks at his eyebrows+pimples when he’s bored

Rose is very expressive with their face so he makes REALLY FUNNY EXPRESSIONS ESPECIALLY WHEN HES CONFUSED

Nikola stutters when they read out loud and ITS REALLY FRUSTRATING FOR THEM :(

Maple tends to hold up a peace sign as a greeting rather than waving

Nikola talks to themself out loud when they’re thinking

Rose ends almost every sentence with an awkward chuckle or a “y’know”

Jayden cracks his knuckles like ALL the time. And they’re really loud cracks too

Maple finds new words to say as a stim every once in a while (beep boop, yipeee, yahoo)(ties in w the making little noises)

Nikola works best with due dates, if a task doesn’t have a due date, they will procrastinate on it forever

Nikola actually has little initiative and won’t really do things unless they are instructed to do them

Jayden loses his stuff all the time

Like it’s actually funny because he could say “where’s my phone?!1” and spend a whole 10 minutes looking for it when it’s just sitting on the table in front of him

He wears glasses and is so comfortable with then that he often forgets he has them on. One time he walked into the shower with them and thought he was going blind when they started to fog up

Nikola paces around when they’re talking about something they’re passionate about

Rose loves hearing people talk about the stuff they like, it makes them happy

Maple knows the entirety of the FNAF lore

So does Jayden

They talk about it a lot

Also Jayden played Omori and it’s his favorite game of all time

Maple will screech when she’s excited

Nikola assigns colors to random things (for example: they would say the number 3 gives off pink vibes, and the word “boing” should be orange with yellow dots)

Rose is actually super organized and clean

Nikola has a pile of clothes they haven’t gotten around to folding up yet

Nikola is ashamed of how disorganized and demotivated they are. They’re the heir to the throne after all, they should be perfect, right?

Rose feels uncomfortable showing anger

Maple gets very anxious in the face of conflict and will go to any lengths to avoid it

Jayden likes doing peoples’ makeup and his own as well

Jayden would do anything to help his friends

Jayden is very sensible to tone and will cry if you sound even the slightest bit aggressive

Maple loves calling friends

Jayden has SO. MANY. PLUSHIES. AND THEY ALL HAVE NAMES

Maple’s love language is gifting so she’ll make necklaces or jewelry for people

Rose isn’t great at expressing gratitude, but is very thankful for their friends and loves them very much

Nikola could literally name and point out literally any constellation ever

Rose is scared of heights

Nikola loves being up high because it’s peaceful and breezy

Rose thinks Nikola’s insane for thinking heights are “peaceful”

Maple likes running around while listening to music

Jayden falls asleep to music and actually can’t sleep well without it

Jayden’s a Creepypasta fan and always rambles to Maple about it

Maple has Tumblr and posts Omori and FNAF memes

Maple’s favorite Danganronoa character is Tsumugi Shirogane

Maple loves cosplay and moon’s first cosplay was in fact, Tsumugi

Jayden always cries at the Omori soundtrack cuz it’s so good

Maple is very strong and can lift people up pretty easily (she may be short, but moon *can* throw you across the room)

Rose always tries to be the comedic relief because they love to make people laugh

Nikola doesn’t laugh at a lot of things but…puns..?..that’s the shit right there

Nikola snorts when they laugh

Rose laughs like Genocide Syo

Maple’s laugh is a giggle

Jayden laughs very quietly it almost looks like he’s silently choking

#spook's oc: jayden #spook's oc: maple #spook’s oc: rose #spook’s oc: nikola #OCS #OC LORE WHEN?? #spooky talk

[krutomu]

My mom drank way too fucking much and has spent the last like a million years puking and coughing and gagging ever so loudly and I can hear it and I have really bad emetophobia and I cannot breathe and I can’t stop shaking and I need to shit so fucking bad what the fuckkkkkkkkk. Why can’t my Brain just go “oh ew that’s yucky” and let me sleep im so tired I just want to go to bed but I can’t because I feel like I’m on fire. I hate my mom and I hate that she fucking did this on the SINGULAR day of the week that I get to enjoy myself and relax and be calm cus now I feel like shit and I want to get out of here and be anywhere else or I want her to suddenly drop dead and stop puking. Thanks for coming to my Ted talk I’m having a very bad anxiety attack and I think I actually may keep tying because typing makes me feel very relaxed. Like she isn’t sick she was fine today and cooked all the food and stuff for her party (she wasn’t satisfied with the one that my stepdad threw for her so she threw her own) and was escorting out our guests like 5 seconds before sitting in the kitchen gagging. My stepdad dragged her outside so idk how much she threw up out there but now I don’t feel safe in my house and my head hurts and I’m so scared. But writing is calming me down. I have my AirPods in so like. Some noise removement but not all of it or enough of it. I need to fucking shit oh my god Jesus Christ. I manned up a few mins ago and went to the bathroom to take a very pathetic piss. Because I have to piss real bad with anxiety attacks too. I’m god. It’s so cold. It’s not I’m just goosebumps and shivering like there is no tomorrow. I think I will stay up as long as possible so I can calm down and not wake up. I have my water and a full cam of seltzer and I’m alright and I’m not gonna get sick because she isn’t sick she just overdid it I wish she wasn’t here right now. Traumatic memory once my mom was sick w smt (puking though) and kept trying to come into my room to talk to me (I was like 7) and I ended up sitting in the corner screaming my head off because she kept walking closer to me and invaded my safe space that had no germs. Kill and die amirite. I have to piss again HOME OF CHALLENGE PISSING. My day today was good too mannnn it was good not bad I hate y mon I want her to rip up into shreds I need to calm down my body is hurting cus of how worked up I am. My reaction to this shit is truly amazing I think. Like nothing bad even happened and I’m reacting all crazy. Once when I was also a kid my mom had to carry me into my grandmas house kicking and screaming because I heard her say that my cousin threw up and I got very scared. Maybe I’ll watch my movie now. Idk- I was calm again but now I’m not because she was just doing it so loud outside my room maybe in my bathroom so I can’t pee in there. why did she have to drink so much. Why why why why why why I’m gonna kill myself man this sucks I can’t calm down I feel like I’m going to die I think she threw up in my bathroom I’m hearing things I need to pee so bad again

#tw vomit #tw anxiety attack

[kendal111]

wow

why has trying to find a place this summer been such a fucking shitshow?????

im running out of time damnit, can i really survive another semester in this fucking room?

ok wow heres all the places i looked at so far:

1: the 1br in University Villa

stand alone

ground floor

old appliances

next to main road noise

5to the SoA

next to construction

lanai faced no where

parking included

laundry on site

1 year lease

1200 plus electric

backed out because the street noise would be loud. was next to a unit that watched TV loudly 24/7 plus the quality of everything was "ok". honestly if i had just commited to this one, i wouldnt be dealing with all of this rn. maybe id still be dating whats her face. kept having dreams of the traffic noise though. it wouldve been too loud. trust me. but super convenient for school. plus whats her face thought i could do better, i agreed.

5/10

2: studio in Holiday Village

stand alone

18th floor

excellent view of town

noise?

lanai

new appliances

no parking included

in a sketchy area

in the middle of town

1 year lease

150 additional for parking next door

1300 ult included

lost my deposit cuz i backed out. i backed out because i didnt want to deal with parking in that area. and pay that much extra for a spot with no parking or deal with homeless people in the area. oh my god this one was the worst because i lost money. shouldve commited to this one instead. she litterally dumped me a week before moving in then i pussied out and terminated the lease while sacrificing my deposit. would she had come back if she saw how awesome my studio was? who cares shes fucking tinder guys as i speak.

7/10 if it had parking on site

4/10 cuz parking situation

3: studio on Wilhelmenia

tiny and dirty

month to month lease

seperate entrance

had potential

owners off site

street parking questionable

outdoor eating area

995 ult included

backed out because it was too small for my desk. I realized i could get a smaller desk and it was too late. honestly this was the fucking one. it was perfect. tiny and dirty but those were fixable. it had everything i needed. my own shower, my own full size fridge, a closet, a bed, month to month lease, owners off site, close to school, affordable, seperate entrance. i backed out because i was fucking tired that day. wasnt thinking straight. plus i got scared because i lost a deposit so soon. i regret not taking this one. i think i got weirded out by the "no drinking no drugs" rule

honestly this was the one.

8/10

4: studio near KCC

month to month lease

right next to owner

everything nice

spacious

street parking questionable

1500 ult included except AC

loud as fuck with the main road noise 50 ft from the house. i backed out because i realize the owner is one wall away, and the noise from the main road wouldve drove me crazy. the interior was decent.

5/10

5: studio in Manoa

detatched

owner off island

newly renovated

5 minute drive to school

super cute

super private

relatively quiet and spacious

on a connecting road

no w/d on site

1 year lease

street parking available

1350 ult included

honestly this was the nicest place i saw out of all of them. I applied but haven't heard back. the only thing i dont like about this place is no w/d and the 1 year lease. its also a little expensive but sooo cute. if i sign a lease i cant leave this island next year

8/10

6: room in Manoa

chill 420 friendly roommate couple

dog and cat

5 minutes from school

nice ass location on a hill in a mini forest.

shortcut to cemetary for views

just a room but room has two windows for airflow

guests are OK

sometimes they have guests over

they work from home

nice house

shower and bath in hallway. share shower

900 plus ultilities (83 dollars) so

1000 total

probably the coolest potential roomates i met, but with roomates comes with living with people and that whole deal. id live here if i were trying to make new friends and meet new people. and its month to month so no pressure, can leave the island next year

6/10

wow whats her face really fucked me up mentally..

i was doing so well in march.

cant believe its aleady august.

2022 was the worst year of my life.

atleast we had fun in may.

[pepprs]

omg TWICE today i have been asked by someone i respect / care abt to stop doing smth bc it was bothering them. MORTIFIED

#like im glad they felt comfortable telling me (and i hope they didn’t stress abt it) but also i am never showing my face again ♥️ #the first thing was that i was unconsciously bouncing my legs and shaking the table… th 2nd was just now when i was on a phone call #w my headphones on and a sound machine running in my room and my roommate texted me to ask me to be quieter bc she’s trying to go to bed 😣😣😣 #feeling wretched scorned exiled etc…. i mean not really but also really. like it’s whatever and both times i said sorry / thanks for letting #me know but im soooo embarrassed abt both of them…. the leg thing happened in the office when it was completely quiet and everyone was in #there LOL and w this like my one roommate said it and i bet the others are thinking it too. like what if they think im a bad roommate LOLLLL #i am though like im on the phone past midnight and jump every time they come into a room and my own room is a fucking mess so i have to #gently almost-close my door so they won’t see. hell on earth pain suffering etc like it’s times like these i miss the van so bad. help #purrs #i wish it was socially acceptable to ask if they think im a bad roommate lol. also im abt to go make smth to eat at 12:34am so that helps 🤠👍 #right i make food Late… leave my dirty dishes in my room and clean hem in the morning (which they don’t see but im scared they know somehow) #use my hairdryer and my blender and my piano which has RLT loud keys even when i play w headphones. like i am so uncomfortable making any #noise bc 2 of my roommmates are so quiet but then when i wear headphones i lose myself and forget to be careful and now this happened 😭🙈😶‍🌫️ #im glad my roommates are like very clean and quiet it’s such a nice difference from home but also i wish they were louder and messier #like not… obscenely but just enough so i wouldn’t have to be the loud and messy one yk? like nobody is loud and messy if we all are. ughhh 😞 #list of text messages from roommates i will never stop thinking about LOL

[bbybaku]

can you do more BNHA college boyfriend content? I really loved the Shigaraki one (sorry, english is not my first language)

anything for you anon

(also youre english is perfect and so are you)

def gonna make this 2 parts lolol

mha college bf head cannons

shinso

sfw 

probably majoring in something finance related 

wants to take care of you 

as in you two go shopping like every other weekend

has a ton of money from investing in crypto currency and getting lucky 

yall also go out to eat all the time 

and not like fast food like nice sit down places

you two spoon constantly 

like sleeping face to face limbs intertwined

he loves to sit with his head between your legs while watching tv

or when you two are laying down and you hold his head into your chest and hee holds your hips

you both have apartments but he likes yours because its better deccorated than his

has an amazing taste in music 

makes you playlists all the time 

uses old spice deodorant

mr hitoshi is a man who always smells good 

has amazing hygene 

you talked him into growing his hair out

now hes always asking you to play with it  

is very good at school without even trying

which drives you crazy because he always talks you out of studying 

scares off a lot of people with his scary features

which makes his insecure and needed a lot of reassureance at the start of your relationship. 

but these days he owns your ass 

nsfw 

tpyically a soft dom

is huge 

took you a while to get used to how big he is 

likes to put you in stressful situations just so he can reassure you

“shhhh hey its okay im here” 

“this will stop if you use the safe word, hmm oh whats that you want to keep going?” 

“good girl” 

stressfull situations as in he over stimulates you every god dam time. 

nothing makes him harder than you crying from pleasure 

he spoils you

once spent $200 on toys just for you because he was going out of town for a week 

his gifts for you do come with a cost

shinso goes ferral for blowjobs

and he wants them all the time 

you have def given head in an alarming amount of public restrooms 

very into roleplay

almost jizzed his pants when you put on cat ears once 

same thing when you bought a maid outfit 

in case you were wondering, yes his pubes are purple too. 

sex playlist 

homeboy loves period sex

is very into aftercare

like reads womens magazines about it 

has a sexy voice and knows it

has a mirror in front of his bed because its all about eye contact 

definition of intamacy with this man 

knows how to treat his partner 

aizawa 

the thing about aizawa is he isnt your boyfriend he is your husband 

probaby in grad school for like english 

so a lil older 

but thats okay 

he makes up for it in being hot 

and he has cats 

with very obscure names like katsu and mochi 

since he was older he invited you to live with him 

you said yes of course 

the cats liked you right away 

apartment full of books and windows 

shouta drank wine almost every night 

would grade papers for the class he assisted in 

loved holding hands everywhere 

not the biggester spooner 

but would hold you really close on the couch while you two watched films while wine drunk 

he was an introvert so you two spent most nights in 

and when you two did go out it was always something interesting 

like trivia night, or seeing a band play, or going to a dinner party

was the kind of boyfriend who was really good at co existing with you 

like what is awkward silence 

the vibe is just so positive 

and you two are so comfortable with each other

nsfw 

mr aizawa is a kinky mf behind the scenes

he does not have sex he fucks

very good with ropes 

loved controlling you 

could fuck all day 

like man had stamina 

when you two went out to dinner he would push your underwear to the side finger you under the table 

and whisper other times hes humiliated you while you squirmed under his grip  

gotta call him daddy

or sir

or master

he is the type to tie you up with your arms behind your back and put a vibrator on your clit then just disappear for an hour

also big on choking

like real big on choking

he’ll just rest his hand on your throat while you two are doing mundane thing

also asserts dominance constantly

like holding your hips at the grocery store

kissing you in a crowded place

extremely possessive

probably has a few paddles

likes to spank

really likes to brat tame

you say “make me” and you are in for a wild night

man will wear rings when he fucks you

fingers you

and chokes you

you usually come first

unless you’ve been bad

then aizawa will edge you for hours

bakugou

sfw

the definition of “i hate everyone but you”

like once you figured out how to communicate with him

best bf ever

history major

lives in a house with like 6 of his friends

but don’t worry he has his own room

always at the gym

since he’s very muscular he rarely wears a shirt when you two hang out

and he always wants you to lay on top of him

like imagine him being the ceo of picking you up and throwing you on the bed

then jumping on you

kisses. bakugo would want to make out a lot

very temperamental

like if he’s hungry or sleepy or too hot he will snap at you

but you know by now not to take it personally

also would have a ton of funny nicknames for you

examples : headass, stinky, the first letter of your name or ugly

but he would say it in a loving way

❤️ hey ugly❤️

you loved his friends

didn’t know how he scored them with how mean he was

you two spent a ton of time just lounging in his bed

liked to play fight

and bicker

really liked deep convos too like he would push you to think harder and tell him more about yourself

he didn’t say it a lot but he really liked you

nsfw

katsuki bakugou is an ass man.

big dick energy

he’s the type who wanted you to ride him all the time

but he would be in control when you rode him like death grip on your hips

he also liked to hit if from the back

likes to slam into you

the way you jiggled made him harder

not the type to hold in his grunts and moans made a lot of noise during sex

his roomates hated you guys for how loud you were

def likes his girls a lil chubby

grabbed your ass every chance he had

found porn stars that look like yours make jerking off more fun

loves fingering you.

also big degrader

you two had a lot of angry sex and a lot of make up sex

got real cranky when he was horny and couldn’t have you

took videos of you during sex to rewatch later

you got so turned on when he snapped at you

it drove him nuts

basically you two fucked a lot lol

masterlist

#my hero academy fanfiction #my hero headcanons #bnha shinsou #bnha smut #bnha shinso hitoshi #shinsou headcanons #shinso smut #shinso fluff #aizawa headcanons #aizawa smut #eraserhead #aizawa fluff #aizawa hcs #katsuki bakugou smut #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugo fluff #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou smut

[lolita-lollipop]

Hizashi and Aizawa kidnapping a young teenage girl, and her bonding and quickly finding comfort with Hizashi, leaving Aizawa to awkwardly attempt at being super soft and all the more gentle to his sensitive little girl, his heart panging with pain every time she flinches or cowers away from him. “You don’t need to be scared of me, kitten.. please”

your little acts of favoritism weren’t necessarily intentional, you hated both of them. they were your brothers teachers, and whoop dee doo, they kidnapped you. but... you liked hizashi more.

it was just something about him that made you believe he was some form of comfort item, probably because he wasnt brooding, and didnt have a mean face, and he was the first human yud ever seen in this place, that all combined into one and he became your rock, your shoulder to cry on. he was just... so nice, although his quirk was loud, somehow he managed to speak softly with you. it was such a bright contrast to at home where two firey blondes always scream at each other, and your father tries to calm it down.

on your first night ever here, you had tried to jump out the window, and were captured by the thick scarves you once admired, hed lectured you, yelled at yiuu even, all you could see were those red eyes of his, and hear his voice. and he scared you, he scared you so much. i guess it justtranslates to now, first impressions are everything, and to you, he looked like a big scary man who would yell at you.

eventually, you stopped caring about how you hated him, or how you wanted to leave, as you clearly never were. so, instead of glaring at them, or crying, you accepted the fact that he was taking care of you. hizashi, hizashi was taking care of you... aizawa though? no way in hell, he was just so... you'd never seen him with a smile, he never tried to talk to you, he just kinda watched you, and it freaked you out, at some point you started believing he was trying to kill you, don't even ask how you came up with that conclusion.

you just couldn't manage to warm up to hi as you'd done so quickly with hizashi, and it showed. you were always tense when alone with him, like he was going to jump out at you any second and stab you, you didnt talk to him , sometimes you felt so anxious around him that you would outright start crying, shaking in some form of fear, or hide yourself under a blanket. although hizashi was proud that you loved him so much, he knew that this was hurting his husband, that his own little girl was scared of him.

so he would always try to coax you into doing things with him, saying things like "can your papa come and help" or "how about we have papa do this with you while I make lunch?", just trying to get him included so you would feel just as comfortable around him as you were with his own self. Sometimes he just left the room to let you have alone time with him. He’d even lectured his husband about how he always looked angry, and that he has to smile form time to time, and not the creepy “I’m gonna kill a villain” smile.

And so Aizawa started trying, not trying to be like hizashi, even that was too much for him, but trying to be nicer, he was a gentle person when he wanted to be, so this came with ease for him, he would tuck you in at night, read you stories, hold you if you cried, feed you, help you bathe (which you usually liked hizashi to do, and in general, inserted himself as a gentle roger in your life. You would expect taht this would work, that because he was so nice to you, because he was so sweet like hizashi, you would accept him as your father.

But nope! Again, first impressions are everything to you, and now, he was written off as the villain of you story, now, you jsut ran off to papa whenever he was around, and didn’t even give him the chance to hang around you, it just made it worse honestly, because now, not only did he look scary, but he also looked fake, which is never good. Every time he would try to if you, you would clutch onto hizashi for dear life, acting like his hand would do nothing but burn you.

Tears would cloud your vision, and he would pulle back, not wanting to cause you any more pain, and jsut stare in. Pure jealousy at his husband, who cooed and gave you a hug.and guess what? You hugged him back, and hid yourself in his chest, willingly, without a fight, without a tear, instead with a smile, most of the times mic wouldn’t interfere, wbatigg ns this to everyone a safe space for you, a place where you should naturally do things, but sometimes, he would give you little bushes int he right direction. Like disappearing completely for my he house so you’ll be forced to talk to Aizawa.

This is one of those times.

Yo been wandering the house for about ten minutes now, waking up form a nap, to find mic absent from his usual place in the rocking chair at your bedside. It was a little after lunchtime, and they’d only given you a small cup of fruit for breakfast (intentional, from mic), you were fairly hungry, and usually he was there to give you food, but you had no idea where he was, you had heard the… other one on the phone in their shared office, but you did not want to talk to him right now.

Aizawa could tell you were awake by the fact that all of the cats were meowing like crazy, and little pattering footsteps had followed his hearing around, mic had left abruptly, probably some little plan of mischief again, he was hizashi after all. He was just waiting for you to either 1: go back to bed, or 2: come to him for help. Mic had specifically told him to follow these rules for after nap time, so he did. And grew progressively more worried as over twenty minutes, trying to read through his students grading work, too distracted by the urge to go find you to accomplish anything.

His worries dissipated though when he saw your little head poking through the door, cat in hand, confused and tired looking, small tears beginning to prick th corners of your eyes, little sniffling sounds left you. His wha specked up form the desk, you’d given up walking around the whole house, your restarting had slowly pent up, you couldn’t manage to find him, and you were so hungry.

“Oh- hey honey, I didn’t know you were up. Do you need something?” He questioned, smiling intently at you, you just inched back into the door frame, breathing heavier by the moment, your hands shook and your head felt like it was going to explode at any point. Youbcontenoajted runnign back to your room and waiting till mic came out where you could hear him, but your stomach grumbled, reminding you how hungry you really are.

“I’m- im looking for daddy. Where is he.” You spoke, a very hushed tone overtook your words, making them almost inaudible for him. His face sunk slowly, he tougher you were actually gonna come for him, but the he remembered taht patience is key, and that he shouldn’t get mad, because it is t your fault taht you’re just a little sensitive, too fragile to handle more than one attachment, he gets it. He jsut at least wanted you to look at him, instead did your little feet, I’m Ayer if you could meet his eyes the. You would see how much he loves you.

“Oh, he left a. Little while ago. Is there something you need from him? Your papa can give him a call if you want, you could even talk to him!” He exclaimed excitedly, plastering that happy smile across his face to seem more inviting, liek mic had told him to do. He stood out of his chair, rounding up the papers and putting them in his file folders.you tried to sink back furthers, almost disappearing behind the doorway, you shook your head aggressively, almost running off, then yet again, your stomach made another noise, and forced you to stay.

“I- no. I’m- im hungry-“ you spluttered, not caring if it was embarrassing that you were stuttering so much, you just wanted food. And calling mic would just get you a lecture on how you could’ve just asked your papa, the same thing would happen whenever you went to uncnecesary lengths to avoid the man, your daddy would make sure you knew that it made him feel bad, while you’d at there bored. Not caring, at all.

“Oh- well you should’ve told me sooner kitten, if I’d known I would be up already. Cmon, let’s go to the kitchen, your daddy made you some food earlier” he spoke, rising from his chair slowly, you cowered slightly as he walked over, clutching the little kitten right to you for comfort, he mewed and snuggled closer, completely asleep. The man sighed when he saw you backing away from his grasp, he knew you were still scared. But he was just so impatient… he was tired of waiting, he wanted to hold you, even if it was jsut foena few minutes. He needed it feel you there with him.

Is he acted quickly, moving in a matter of seconds, he swooped his arm under your leg, and hooked his other around your torso, pulling you straight up into his grasp. Youu huh froze, his hands felt cold as ice on your skin, like they were burning you, immediately after he started walking, it snapped you out of it and you threw a fit. You dig your fingernails into his skin, and kicked and flailed in a panic, still trying to keep the little kitten in your lap safe. A full blown panic washed over you, clogging all your senses.

The dam holding back tears form your eyes crashed, and immediately you were sobbing, biting at his shoulder to let you go, he tried to rub your back to calm you down a bit, but just made it worse, as his hands felt like living anxiety creeping up and down your spine. He didn’t know what to do, let you ride it out, andkk no possibly have you get sick because of how much your crying in an empty stomach? Or let you down and go straight back to square one.

Your veined felt like pure ice had flooded in them, and it felt liek someone was repeatedly jabbing you in the head with tiny needes, fear was jsut so prominent in your sense, it overcame you, and made you whimper and scream.

“Whoah, breath for me alright? I just want to hold you. I’m not going to hurt you okay? I would never hurt you. Kitten… you don’t have to be scared of me” he spoke, trying to keep a proper computers, he wanted to cry with you, he wasn’t a very soft or emotional man but honestly, he was so upset with himself already, this was jsut pushing him for the edge. You cried, and cried, at some point you weren’t even crying and screaming at him, more with him. He held you close, you’d stopped the struggle almost five minutes ago, letting him hold you. It was odd. It almost felt… nice.

“I-I’m sorry. I’m being stupid again” You alien through your remaining little hiccups, shove my your face into his shirt, smelling the woody scent he carried around with him. He cooed, letting you hide yourself from him, savouring this soft moment was of top priorirty in his head… you jsut looked so sweet, so different from those harsh cries that would sound usually whenever he came around.

Who would think, shouts aizawas hand couldn’t feel nice? The same ones that had just been burning you, the ones that made you scream, felt like a breeze on a spring day, he actually felt warm, he felt like happiness, like contentment.

“No hon, it’s not stupid. Your scared. I know that, we all get scared and it’s not a bad thing, I love you, I really, really love you kitten. Just know that” he continued on with his little speech, leaving down to kiss you in the forehead, Jsut to be suprised when you didn’t flinfh, you were too tired to be scared; and too hungry, plus, he was really warm, the cat had pretty much snuggled up to him already, who says you shouldn’t.

“I- um- I love you… to?” You spoke, more of a question than anything, you’d spent so long Harding him that you didn’t know if you even could love him, it didn’t even feel possible, then again, you litterally cling to hizashi like a koala, and your mental state has relaly said “swoopity swoop” and scattered itself everywhere. Maybe having two comfort items was actually better than one… huh.

“Well, let’s go eat then. All taht crying probably made you tired, I’ll let you watch a movie in my office, you can watch pinto again, I know you love taht one. Cmon, let’s go” he spoke, and started walking again, you cuddled closer to him as he did, smiling slightly at the warmth. Hizashi was very extravagant, exiting, and hyper, this man felt very cool, calm, it was such a dark contrast, but it worked so well. You jsut… you Jsut liked it.

Well… now we’ll just have to wait and see who’s the favorite

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Thank you for requesting! It was super fun to write and had me feeling super happy when I finished :)

I’m thinking about doing yandere todoroki family asks, because I’m litterally in love with @i-cant-sing one… so, requests are open for those if you want to put them in (please do I’m begging)

Anywho, have the most wonderful to days today! Goodbye!

#platonic obsession #platonic yandere #soft yandere #yandere my hero academia #yandere platonic #yandere #yandere poly #yandere erasermic #yandere Aizawa #yandere hizashi #yandere hizashi yamada #yandere shouta aizawa #yandere present mic #yandere eraserhead #yandere x reader

[hotwings0203]

HOWDY!! how are u doing?? Its that person who asked if you would write something for that deku imagine that @candy-hime wrote, about you and deku forced to live together and you corrupting him it could be you or reader but I just love that concept of corrupted! Deku 😩🙏🏾💕💕

Thank you, have a nice day/night!! 😪💜

OH HI HAHAHA MASSIVE BET, I think I’ll do a little bit of both. This will probably be a little self indulgent but I’ll still put it as an “x reader”!

Tw:noncon, misogyny, the reader is a bitch, vouyerism

It was a dare by your friends to live with Izuku Midorkya for a month if you really could handle any type of man.

You’ve dealt with Hawks’ cocky nature, Shoto’s bland comebacks, Bakugo’s constant state of rage- you’ve done it all. Any type of scummy or tiring man a girl has to date you’ve seen in all of these men. They’re practically walking red flags.

Until you’re forced to room with Deku for a whole freaking month.

You just don’t get him! Why is he always so cheery? What the fuck is he smiling about? And who the hell is he baking for? There’s only two of you in the house, it’s not like you’re his girlfriend or anything.

You don’t buy it. There has to be some kind of catch to all this facade of a gentleman.

“Hey, Y/N?” He knocks on your ajar door and peeks his cute little face in. “Did you have dinner yet? I was gonna eat but then I thought I’d have some ramen with you-“

“Did I say you could enter?” You slowly lift your head up from your laptop and glare at him. “Are you some kind of pervert? What if I was changing?”

“N-no! I’m so sorry, I should’ve let you answer first, I just wanted to see if you were hungry-“

“God, what are you, my dad? Is that what you want? For me to call you Daddy?” Sneering, you jump up from your bed and stall towards the door.

Deku stumbles over his feet to retreat after seeing the look on your face. “No! Not at all, what? Come on, I didn’t mean any harm-“

“Yeah? Then knock before you enter closet perv.” And with that, you slam the door mere inches away from his startled face as hard as you can, uncaring if the low this on the other side of the wood was his connection to it swinging shut.

“What a fucking brown-noser,” you mutter loud enough for him to hear.

It’s odd how long you wait behind the door before you can hear his footsteps retreat.

A week later you decide to amp it up a notch. There’s no way he’s so fucking green, there’s gotta be some twisted thing inside him that makes him tick.

And so on the day of his turn to do laundry, you decide to dump your fanciest and sluttiest undergarments into the laundry basket.

He’s in some dorky apron when you catch him kneeling over the bag, ruffling through clothes and spraying them with detergent like the good little boy he is.

You perch on the couch behind the laundry room and wait. He doesn’t hear a thing with his headphones blasting some stupid happy-go-lucky songs in his ears.

Eventually he pulls out your lace g-string, and stares at the crumpled mass in confusion. He unravels the lace and stares at it for a good minute or two in surprise you think.

But nonetheless, like the chivalrous man he is, he shakes his head and slaps his reddening cheeks to get over the shock before reaching for the spray.

This was your cue.

You make sure to sound out of breath and extra irritated when you flounce over to his kneeling form and snatch the garment out of his hands.

He jumps a bit and takes his headphones off when he sees your hand descending.

“Oh, it’s just you. You scared me for a sec’ there,” he laughs sheepishly and rubs his neck. “I was just doing the laundry, sorry if that looked weird.”

“Looked weird? You’re fucking disgusting, Dick-u. I’ve been looking for these for days now, and where do I find them? In your grubby little hands.”

His jaw drops open.

“Huh? No, you’ve got it all wrong! It was in the basket, I swear! You must have misplaced it by accident or something.”

“Oh, so now you’re calling me a liar? You think I’m crazy or something? Im not the one sniffing girls’ panties!”

He frantically waves his hands to negate your accusation but you merely spit on the floor next to him.

“Don’t touch my shit again you fucking freak. Go buy a pocket pussy or something since you can’t keep it in your pants.”

At this, he pinches his eyebrows together and starts getting up.

“Hold on, what’re you being so aggressive for? I told you, they were just in here, I’m not that kind of guy.”

He steps towards but you don’t back down. Rather, you jab a finger in his toned chest and bring yourself face-to-face with him.

“Dont fucking walk up to me like that you douche. You’re the one in the wrong here, so I wouldn’t be so aggressive, like you said. Come at me like that again and I’ll fuck you up.”

With the lace in hand, you barely contain your smirk as you storm back into your room, relishing in how Izuku stands like a statue in the same place as you left him, his hands curiously curling into fists and his nostrils inflated.

But behind the safety of your door, he doesn’t continue any shenanigans.

He stays relatively quiet and out of sight for a couple of days, and you start to get bored again.

So this time, you put all your cards on the table and do a double whammy.

One night you call Katsuki, a fuck buddy of yours for a while and use him to help you get off.

You’re not really horny, but the blond side does have a way of getting you there. Luckily, your room is right next to Deku’s so your plan is executed to the best extent.

“Katsuki, oh Katsuki, please. Fuck, fuck yeah, ‘wanna hear you cum for me baby, I want you to bruise my cervix,” you babble loudly as you shove two fingers in your pussy and use your thumb to press on your clit.

“Yeah, you fucking whore, you like that? You like knowing that a shitty nerd like him’s prolly getting off to you calling my name like a slut? I bet you do, keep fucking yourself to my voice, do it otherwise I’ll bruise your ass black and blue when this month’s over.”

“Kat-Katsuki please fuck meeee dadddyyyyy oh fuck-Kacchan!” You cry out and cum violently around squelching fingers.

You put the phone down for a moment to catch your breath, but hear nothing from the other room.

Your face falls as Bakugo rambles on the other end. You hang up with him mid-sentence and remove your fingers from your legs, licking it off absentmindedly and thinking of your next move.

The next morning, you don the tiniest pairs of shorts you have in your closet that accentuates the shape of your ass and the skimpiest bra you can find that shows a peek of the top of your nipples.

You tie your hair up and amble out into the kitchen where he already is, reading something on his his phone and sipping form a black mug.

He barely darts his eyes and lifts the corners of his mouth in a hesitant greeting when he sees what you’re wearing.

He chokes on his drink and does a massive double take, juice spilling from his open mouth.

You raise an eyebrow and smooth your baby hairs, rolling your eyes and walking behind him to grab your own cup.

“See something you like?” Water trickling is the only sound in the room apart from your quip.

“Uh, n-no. Just swallowed wrong I guess.”

“Wonder why,” you drawl with a bored voice and edge closer to his back.

He’s hunched over, mindlessly scrolling too-fast on his phone to be deemed as actually reading anything. You recognize this form of coping from people like yourself who try to find distractions at parties where you don’t know people, just flipping through tabs to look like you’re actually doing something.

As you walk around him again, you make sure to train your eyes on his own, hounding he out for the moment he slips.

And slip he does, but only after you pretend to stretch and lift your self on your tippy toes in front of him, your shorts hiking up to show some cheek.

It’s only for a moment, but while the cup is against his mouth and his phone in his hand, his eyes dart to the exposed skin, then back up to your triumphant eyes.

“I knew it.”

He sighs and puts his cup down. “Knew what?”

“That you were a sick little virgin who gets off on staring at girls.”

“Y/N, I wasn’t-“

“I also know,” you raise your voice above his and slowly walk over to the table on the other side across from him, leaning forward and making sure that your tits squish together as you drop them on the countertop, “that last night you were totally listening to me on the phone with Bakugo. I heard your grunts and disgusting fapping noises. You don’t have to make it so obvious that you don’t get any.”

And this time, regardless of his indignation and frustration, he can’t stop himself from watching your hands trail up the sides of your bra and slowly drag the material down, down, down until your perfect breasts spill out and embrace the cold granite.

You honestly have no idea if he jacked off to last night’s call or not, but he doesn’t seem to be denying anything.

His mouth opens the widest you’ve even seen it. His face is beet red, and he visibly starts to perspire.

Your hands mold the soft skin and squeeze until your nipples swell and peek out from between your ruthless fingers, but you still look as bored and slightly curious as ever.

“This is all you’re ever gonna get, you sad incel. Take a good long look at them since I know this is what you’ve been wanting this entire time now.”

His mouth opens and closes, but no sound comes out.

When he groans and starts to bring his down down between his legs, you strike.

“I guess I really was right. You’re not some nice guy, it was all a facade. Can’t wait to tell everyone how fucked in the head you are.” His vision starts to clear as you sneer at him again and start packing your tits back where they belong.

As you turn around, you call out over your shoulder, “Oh, and by the way? You whimper like a little bitch.”

It’s silent as you walk with your head held high back to your room, sure that you had broken him and that he was going to take his loss with his own held low.

You don’t really expect to hear the thunderous sounds of someone dragging their chair away and positively sprinting towards you.

You turn halfway and your eyes widen as you see him barreling towards you with the most terrifying expression you’ve ever seen on him.

“What the fu-“

But you don’t get a chance to finish your exclamation, because Deku body slams you onto your bed and immediately seized your wrists above your head. You can feel his hard-on rub against your mound as he straddles your flailing body and keeps you pinned between his muscles calves.

“Get off of me, are you fucking crazy?” You scream and toss your head side to side, trying to arch your back to throw him off of you-which only succeeds in pressing your mound against his.

“You teasing slut. All I’ve done is try to play nice with you, but you just had to fucking push it, didn’t you?” He rages quietly, his arms shaking in effort not to snap your wrists in half. You still as his jaw clenches and trembles, his green hair hanging over his eyes that reflect nothing but malice and hate.

You’re scared. For the first time this entire month with him, you want him away from you and off of you.

“Look, I-I messed up, I know, I’m sorry-“

“-You’re sorry?” He laughs high pitched and you cringe when he thrusts his face towards yours, practically brushing noses and seeing his bloodshot crazed eyes.

“Yeah, you will be sorry. After today, you won’t ever fuck with me again. Or at least want to. I’ll do whatever the hell I want with you though since that’s what you’ve been so hellbent on achieving, right?”

His scarred hands waste no time in yanking down your bra the same way you did before, except much less gentler than you did by yourself.

“No, no, Deku please, I’m really sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking.” You whimper and struggle again beneath him, which is promptly stopped with a loud squeal when he pinches your nipple.

“Shut up. Wanton bitches like you don’t get to beg for mercy.”

He smirks and lets his tongue flop onto your strained neck, slobbering like a dog all over you.

“This is what you wanted right? For me to put you in your place and fuck your needy hole? And you had the audacity to call me disgusting,” he laughs and draws back, mocking your wobbling lips.

“Oh, oh baby don’t cry,” he holds both your wrists in one hand and uses the other to caress your cheek, slapping it hard when you turn away from his touch. “You’re just gonna get what’s coming to you.”

He indicates what he means by grinding his hips against the front of your shorts, snickering as you whimper and dipping his fingers below the hem, teasing you cruelly.

“Whose whimpering like the bitch now, huh?”

#this ones for you fern #and you too rubi #incel deku #weird little incel deku #deku x reader #creep deku #deku #mha deku #bnha deku #deku smut #tw:noncon #tw:misogyny #dom deku #mean deku #mha #bnha #mha smut #bnha smut #izuku smut #midoriya izuku #izuku midoria x reader #deku midoriya

[schneesisterss]

Do you have any head cannons for the other Dimitrescu sisters? I loved your takes on Cassandra!

thank you! <3 and Of Course I have headcannons for the other two. (though not as extensive as the ones I have for Cassandra bc you know... brain rot) BUT HERE:

Daniela:

ADD/ADHD representation

stims include, but not limited to: jumping, hard blinking, leg bouncing, word/phrase/noise repetition, and fidgeting with her clothing

and i’m also CONVINCED she gets the zoomies at random times of the day

Alcina, hearing loud and fast footsteps up and down her hallway at 3am: *sigh* “Daniela! Take it outside!”

followed by a loud THUMP and painful groan (she definitely ran into a wall)

hates loud noises but simultaneously has no volume control

especially when she gets excited

Cassandra has to constantly remind her to lower her voice

“AND THEN I TOOK MY KNIFE AND STABBED THE LYCAN IN THE NECK AND IT WAS SO COOL—”

“Dani, i’m standing right here, why are you yelling?”

she loves play-fighting with her sisters

Cassandra is more willing to entertain her than Bela but the both of them like to see their sister happy. so whenever they recognize Daniela getting antsy they’ll wrestle with her a bit

(Cassandra gets way to into it sometimes and makes Bela be the referee lol. Cass always ends up pinning her younger sister with a proud, competitive smile on her face. Bela let’s Dani win, but we don’t tell her that)

has the keenest senses of the three which makes her the best at stalking/killing pray

and since she can hear the best out of all of them, she unintentionally eves drops on conversations

so Daniela, bless her, has all the tea

tactile learner

will just. touch things

“Life hard, Mothers gown soft”

can get trapped in her own head and doesn’t know how to express to her family what’s bothering her

this can make her very reserved at times and she’ll distance herself for days on end

her mother is really the only person who knows how to get her out of that state. Alcina walks up the long flight of stairs to the highest point of her castle. her youngest daughter likes to come here sometimes when she needs the quiet. “Daniela? Are you up here?”

“Hello, Mother.” Alcina looks up to see her daughter lounging on a banister high up on the ceiling.

“What are you doing up there, my love?” Daniela rubs the fabric of her dress between her fingers. “Cassandra and Bela were arguing again. I don’t like when Cassandra yells.”

Alcina shakes her head. Those two were always going at it. She’ll speak to Bela about it later. “I haven’t seen you in a few days.” Daniela then grabs a fist full of her dress and tugs at it, blinking hard. “Come down for a moment. Talk to me, baby.”

and Daniela simply rolls herself off the banister and into free fall. Alcina, already prepared, catches her with ease and holds her bridal style against her chest. Daniela runs her hands over the sleeve of her mother’s dress.

Alcina gave her youngest child time to gather her thoughts, knowing it sometimes takes longer for her to be able to understand them herself. Daniela finally spoke up: “It’s been very loud recently. Around the castle. Small things, like footsteps or glasses clicking, they sound so loud in my head.” She covers her ears with her hands. “Even now I can still hear Cassandras voice through the castle, it’s pushing in my ears. My head hurts, Mother.”

Alcina gave her daughter a quick squeeze before setting her down. “Follow me baby, I want to show you something.” Daniela followed her Mother through the twists and turns of the castle until they ended up at a door that was just like all the others. It blended in and maybe that’s why Daniela has never noticed it before. “In here.” her mother guided.

Inside was a small library and lounge room. A fire place tucked in the corner and, of course, a wall a wine next to it. Daniela looked at her Mother questioningly.

“Listen.” her mother said, and Daniela did. She heard... nothing. Nothing outside of the quiet cracking of the fire place. “This room is sound proofed. Come here whenever you feel overwhelmed.” She leaned down to stroke her daughters head. “Just don’t tell your sisters I showed you my secret getaway room.” and with a wink, the tall woman exited the room and shut the door behind her.

The next day Daniela was at breakfast like nothing had changed. She didn’t even mind when Cassandra yelled at a maiden for breaking a plate, it only made her laugh.

(if you get overstimulated you KNOW what i’m talking about)

personal space? never heard of her.

loves to cling to Belas arm and Bela let’s her bc she thinks it’s just. so cute.

will also sometimes just crawl into her mothers lap and fall asleep. then Alcinas like: “well.. i guess i’m not moving for three hours”

Daniela: “if I run an jump at Cassandra, she’ll most certainly catch me.” *takes off in a full blown sprint*

Cassandra: “NO IM HOLDING HOT TEA—” *drops tea to catch Daniela* *proceeds to cuss her younger sister out, all while Dani is wrapped around her like a koala*

(this happens a lot. Dani will just... climb on Cassandra. piggy back rides, getting on her shoulders, wrapping her hands around her neck from behind and letting her feet drag on the floor, etc. Cassandra complains adamantly but never once moves to get her off)

Cassandra: “hey Dani, I dare you too—”

Bela: “Mother said Daniela isn’t allowed to accept dares anymore.”

Daniela: “apparently I have ‘no regard for my personal safety.’”

it takes a lot for Daniela to get genuinely angry, but when she does, it’s.... bad.

Very Very Scary when mad

turns into a completely different person that you Do NOT want to fuck with

dangerous and violent

much more dark and sadistic as compared to her normal personality

came home one night covered in blood and laughing hysterically. it scared the shit out of her sisters bc if they would try and get close, she’d slash at them with her weapon.

(this was one of the only times Bela had seen Cassandra genuinely worried and afraid for their sister)

when Alcina came to see what was wrong, Daniela, still laughing madly, swung at her too. Cassandra quickly shot out her arm and grabbed Belas elbow to stop her from getting involved. Bela whipped around with a growl but Cassandras glare and squeezing nails told her to back down. Mother can handle it.

Insane Laugh™️

thinks it’s funny to intimidate the maidens by showing her fangs and snapping her jaw

she often likes to find Bela when she’s reading a book to convince her to read to her (Bela almost always complies)

that’s it for Daniela. just a hyperactive baby with a murder streak <3 ONTO THE FINAL SISTER

Bela:

Mama’s (and I cannot stress this enough) Girl

needs constant reassurance that’s she’s doing a good job and yes this reassurance can ONLY come from her mother

INSOMNIAC

this girl never sleeps, pls baby you need some rest

she spends the time she should be sleeping reading books or running errands for her mother (whether Alcina asked her to or not)

she has read almost every single book in their giant library

Cassandra doesn’t understand this at all

“Why are you always cooped up in here?” Bela glanced up over the pages of her book at her younger sister. “This is the library Cassandra. Take a wild guess.” her voice was completely level and had no inflection. Cassandra gritted her teeth, “You think your so much better than me.” Bela sighed and closed her book. She didn’t want to do this again. “No. I don’t.” she said seriously. Cassandra eyed her for a moment then looked away, Bela saw the guilt on her face before she turned on her heal. “You’re so boring.”

because she reads so much, she is incredibly smart and just knows facts about random things

Daniela, daydreaming: “I wonder why grass is green.”

Bela, immediately: “the pigment that most grasses produce, Chlorophyll, absorbs almost all blue and red light and reflects green light which is why we see green. so I mean, technically grass is every single color EXCEPT for green.

Dani, confused as fuck: ....

Cass: “Bitch, how do you even know that?”

Bela’s sisters just end up using her as Google

“Hey Bela, how far away is the moon?” “238,900 miles.”

“Hey Bela, how many different climates are there?” “Twelve”

“Hey Bela, what’s the worlds deadliest poison?” “Botulinum... why?” “No reason.” “Dani. WHY?”

“Hey Bela, how much can I sell a human skull on the black market for?” Bela, concerned: “Cassandra why would—” “HOW MUCH?” “Well... are all the teeth still in tact?” “...No.” “Than only about $500.” “FUCK.”

“Hey Bela, I have this weird rash on my back and—” “Daniela. Do not finish that sentence. Go ask Mother.”

she is so quiet

and not just because she doesn’t talk very loud or even much at all. she’s just So. Silent. when she moves

just pops up in random places without anyone hearing her approach

even Daniela can’t hear her coming, which is saying something

Cassandra, minding her own business, drinking blood tea: .....

Bela, suddenly right next to her: “Hey I was wondering if— stop screaming, it’s me— have you seen Mothers lipstick? It’s missing.”

refuses any type of help with anything or else she feels like she failed that task

Never asks for help, Never asks for favors, and Never Ever will burden her Mother with any of her problems. Ever.

(Alcina thinks this is ridiculous. her eldest daughter pushes herself too hard.)

Anxiety™️

sometimes when her anxiety becomes too much she shuts down and becomes very indifferent to things around her. this has caused many fights between herself and Cassandra because Cass will get really fired up when all Bela does is respond with a monotone voice and blank stare.

overthinks literally everything and is a perfectionist

this makes her prone to panic attacks :(

when this happens she shuts herself in her room, not wanting to bother her Mother or sisters

Bela closes her bedroom door behind her and stumbles to her knees. she can’t seem to get air into her lungs no matter how hard she tried. she had failed. Mother asked her to bring her the head of that stupid man-thing, but somehow he knew their weakness.

how could he know? are Cassandra and Daniela ok? where are they? where is Mother?

Belas breathing was shallow and short, her chest burns as she presses her forehead into the ground. She claws the skin of her chest raw, leaving angry, red marks behind, desperately trying to open her lungs.

she stays as quiet as she can, only gasping few and far between. she will not be a burden. she should deal with the consequences of her failure. alone.

a sudden knock on her door makes her scramble backwards on her bottom till her back hits the opposite wall. then Belas worst nightmare, her Mothers voice.

“Bela?! Bela, is that you?” Alcinas words were rushes and worried. the door handle jiggled. “Bela, baby the door is locked, please let me in.” Bela covered her mouth and cried silently while her Mother begged to be let in.

the sound of snapping wood had Belas eyes flying open, her Mother had broken down the door. Bela shrunk into herself. She’s going to be so mad. I’m a failure. the ringing in her ears became so intense she couldn’t hear anything else.

large, soft hands cup her cheeks and a muffled voice through the air: “Bela, my love, you’re alright thank god. Are you hurt anywhere? Let me see.”

Bela pushed weakly at her Mothers arms and said between sobs, “I-I’m sorry, M-Mother.”

Alcina looked at her eldest daughter with confusion, she had no physical wounds, but the look on her face was heartbreaking. “What are you sorry for, my love?” this only made Belas breathing spend up even more, her face red from the lack of oxygen. Alcina quickly pulled her in close.

“Now Bela, listen to the sound of my voice,” she said it gently but just hard enough to grab her daughters attention. “I need you to copy my breath. Do it now, love, listen to me. Do what i’m telling you to.” Alcina took exaggerated breaths and noticed that instantly after her command, Bela had tried to follow, but the smaller girls breath was still choppy and small. Alcina rubbed a thumb across Belas cheek. “You’re doing so well baby. Keep going just like that. Good girl.” a smaller hand was placed on her arm and grabbed at her sleeve. “Good baby, use me to ground yourself. Keep breathing now, you’re doing so good.” Alcina kept whispering soft encouragements and praises until her daughters breathing was back to normal and she was laying limp on her chest.

Alcina moved the hair away from Belas face. “What a good girl, you did so well.” Bela squeezed her eyes shut and pushed into her Mother until her face was hidden. “I’m sorry Mother.” came a muffled apology, though her voice was much more steadier than before. “I failed you, I couldn’t stop the man-thing. He shot at the windows! He knows our weakness, Mother. What are we going to do? Where’s Daniela and Cassandra, are they ok? I should have stopped him for you I’m so sorry I—”

“Quiet.” Bela immediately seals her lips and looks away, already extracting herself from her Mother’s arms. She probably hates her. Alcina simple tugs her back and forces Bela to look in her eyes with a quick tap to the forehead. “Bela, I need you to listen to me very carefully.” Her daughters eyes go wide and she nods. “You have nothing to apologize for. This is not you’re fault and I will not allow you to think that way. Plus, the man-thing won’t bother us any longer, I took care of it.”

“But—” Alcina raises an eyebrow and Bela gives in, nodding hesitantly. “Good girl.” Bela exhales through her nose at the phrase and squeezes her Mother’s sleeve again. They sit like that for a few more moments, calming down.

Bela suddenly shoots up. “Daniela, Cassandra, are they—” “They’re fine my dear, Daniela got a little banged up, but Cassandra was already patching her up before I could even get close. We didn’t know where you were, that’s why I was so worried.” Bela relaxed and again nuzzled her nose into her Mother’s chest, took one more deep breath, then stood. “I’m going to go check on them.”

She steps through the now empty door frame and pauses. She spoke without turning around: “I won’t fail you again, Mother.” and shifts into a cloud of flies and disappears.

(am I projecting again? idk help)

can play the piano

no like you don’t understand, she is so good at piano

this girl has mastered songs by composers like Liszt, Beethoven, and Ravel

she’ll play for hours on end, if she starts a new piece she Will Not get up until she can play it through perfectly

she pretends not to notice Cassandra secretly listening to her play, hidden behind a nearby bookshelf

while her younger sisters always jump head first into a fight, Bela takes a more calculating approach. learning her enemies movements from afar before advancing and ending it in like 3 quick moves.

“Well Bela, if Mother asked you to jump off a bridge, would you?”

Bela, already climbing over the railing: “Hm?”

and there you go for Bela! my sweet child.. please learn self-care.

*ahem* I went overboard again didn’t I? WELP. I regret nothing. Give me more headcannons.

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