#let them go feral and stop it. they do do little things obviously. human things.

[notyourhetloki]

From prompt list “I’m going to ruin you” after Ken has learned about bodily anatomy after his venture into the real world and he says this to fem reader (or gn if you prefer!), and decides it’s finally time to get your attention off that other Ken once and for all (which, of course, the reader has never cared about that “other Ken” anyway)

feel good (Ken x Reader)

Reader: gender neutral

/NSFW Ken x Doll!Reader/

A/N: Heey! Thanks for requesting! THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN like... you're a genius. Hope you like it! Prompt list mentioned: here's the link

Warnings: very smutty, dolls have genitals in this one, reader is implied to have a vagina but I don't describe it much (it's still gn!), possessive Ken, maybe a bit ooc, reader's virginity is mentioned.

Word Count: 1.1k

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In his venture into the Real World, Ken learned very interesting things like the patriarchy, horses, and most importantly... sex.

See, the dolls in Barbieland knew they had genitals but it was never something they actually used often (if ever). They knew the basics of human anatomy but... nothing as throughout as what Ken had discovered.

Magazines, books, even videos of sex were readily available, all accessible to a very naive Ken who let everything get to his head.

Arriving home to Barbieland, Ken began getting these thoughts... if sex was so good after all, why not try it with you, the person he loved the most? The thoughts were pure enough at the beginning, but it all went to shit when he saw you...

Sitting next to Simu!Ken, you were laughing and chatting along. You both seemed to be having fun and Ken hated that, a gut-wrenching sensation of pure jealousy taking over his entire body.

Without thinking, Ken immediately walked over to you, grabbing you by the wrist and waving a sarcastic goodbye to the other Ken. You were surprised, but happy nonetheless. "Ken! You're back! I'm so happy you returned, love... But where are you taking me?"

He didn't answer, only marching towards your house until you were in your living room. Ken released the grip on your wrist and turned to face you.

He looked... different. He had a stern but mischievous look on his face, his pupils blown out making his baby blue eyes look darker, hair messy... He looked feral. "Ken..."

"I'm going to ruin you..." He whispered, taken by a mixture of jealousy and arousal. You looked so good... and you were his.

You didn't know what to make of his statement, feeling heat run through your body as he looked at you like a meal... he had never looked at you like that before.

"Sit down." Ken calmly said, and you promptly obliged. Sat on the sofa, he held your chin up so you looked at him as he said: "I'm going to make you feel so good... I promise."

Then, he kneeled. Moving his hands to your waistband, he looked up asking for permission and you agreed (even if a little confused).

Ken took your pants off, removing your underwear with it. You gasped a bit, not expecting any of it. His hands grazed on your thighs, opening them up so he could get a good look at you.

"Don't be shy, (Y/N)... you're so beautiful." Ken said before diving in between your legs, kissing your inner thighs, making you shiver. "K-Ken... what are-" Suddenly, you were cut out by a wave of pleasure that dominated your chore. He was kissing you... down there. And you didn't know why it felt this good.

Ken continued kissing, licking, and sucking... It was obviously his first time but he was doing his best, and he knew exactly where your most sensitive spot was... not neglecting it for a moment.

Sounds were coming out of your mouth and you honestly couldn't care about neighbors, moaning loudly when Ken hit that sweet spot... you felt out of orbit, taken completely by pleasure.

Tightness began building in your belly, like a bomb ready to explode, you were scared but nothing could take you out of this moment. "Ken, p-please... don't stop..."

And he didn't, working fiercely to make you orgasm... he wanted to taste you in his mouth, to be the first one to make you cum.

As you felt his lips and tongue moving, the tightness suddenly released. Waves of pleasure washed over you while you moaned his name. You felt dumb with the feeling, overwhelmed by so many sensations all at once.

Ken got up with a smile, feeling real proud of himself "See? I told you I would make you feel good! Now... it's my turn."

He took his pants off in one single swift motion, revealing his hard cock to you. Damn, he was hot... and you wanted to pleasure him too. "Ken... I-I want to learn how to make you feel good as well..."

His eyes grew wide, taken aback by your sudden confession (yes he was still insecure about you, even though you had just let him eat you out lol). "Oh, doll..." Ken softly said before kissing you, tender but slightly possessive... he was desperate at that point.

After the kiss, he carefully positioned you to kneel on the couch with your back facing him, legs spread slightly apart enough so he could slot himself in between. Ken massaged your back while teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock.

After you gave him consent, he slowly got inside you, careful to not hurt. It was quite off rhythm at first, Ken groaned while feeling so overwhelmed with you around him. But as soon as you both got comfortable... things escalated.

Ken fucked you quickly like an animal, completely desperate and needy. He was inside you, the first to ever be inside you! He felt possessive, moaning and groaning as he grabbed on your thighs and waist, pulling lightly on your hair as he cried into your ear: "You're mine, you're mine..."

"Ah, Ken! Ah..." You whined as his pace quickened even more, his dick inside you so deep hitting sweet spots you didn't even know you had, stretching you oh so deliciously.

"Yes! Please! Hmm... so good!" You hummed in approval, and the more praise you gave, the messier it got. Ken seemed to get off on your words, rolling his hips into you harder the more you spoke and driving you crazy. Eventually, you started moving your own hips to meet his thrusts, and that sight... he began getting erratic just from looking at you.

Not long after, Ken cummed inside you. Head tilted back, moaning your name and holding your waist for dear life. He never imagined it could be this good.

Plastic hearts racing, you both hugged each other as you laid on the sofa. Ken had his head on your chest, resting as he regained composure. "See? You're mine now..." He said between breaths.

"But, Ken... I've always been yours." You reassured him, running your fingers through his blonde hair. "You're the only one for me."

He turned his face upwards to look at you with teary eyes, admiring your face before reaching and kissing you desperately. Tears ran down his face as he kissed you, and you wiped them clean with your hands.

After Ken calmed down, you two sat side by side on the couch while you wondered: "What was that, by the way? The... the things you did, the way it made me feel..."

"Oh... yeah, there are a lot of things I'd like to show you! Things I learned in the Real World... that was one of them." Ken grinned while holding your hand, soothing you before continuing: "I've never done anything like it before, either... but I wanted to try it with you."

You couldn't help but smile, squeezing his hands while being so happy he trusted you like that. "Well, I'm glad that I'm yours, then..."

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#ken #ken x reader #ken x gn reader #ken x you #gender neutral #barbie #ryan gosling #imagine #headcanon #self insert #y/n #fanfic #fanfiction #request #notyourhetloki

[whumpshaped]

Thing I'd read for forever: Whumpees who don't think they're people

There's a moment in Linden and Colton in a flashback when Colton breaks and he disregards his own personhood bc "this was too awful to happen to a person" so he doesn't believe he is a person. These things don't happen to people, therefore he must not be one

It's makes me feral! LIKE YES! RATIONALIZE IT!

Even better if they get questioned on their logic and they straight up do not understand.

My absolute favorite thing is a caretaker being like "well you're a human so you must be a person, right?" And whumpee is like "no. not a person. obviously." Literally believing they're built different from other humans. Just how it is.

Like how do you even combat that logic?? You don't. Sorry. This is Whumpee's worldview now. Good luck.

tw dehumanisation, conditioned whumpee, past trauma with multiple whumpers

"I appreciate it," Whumpee said softly. "I do. You're... you're very kind to me, and I know you're trying to comfort me, and it means a lot."

Caretaker listened, unsure where this monologue was going. They knew Whumpee had a lot of issues, a lot of new triggers they had to watch out for and avoid. Had they missed one? Had they upset them in some way?

"But I'm sure there are people who need you. I know– I know this is your decision, and you decide whether you want to waste all this energy on a useless thing like me, but... but if you care for my opinion at all, and you seem like you do, because you're s-so nice, then... then stop wasting time on me. I'm okay. Whatever duty you have in mind for me, I, I can start doing it today."

Caretaker hummed. "The person who needs me right now is you."

Whumpee shook their head a little. "Not a person."

They didn't flinch. They continued holding Whumpee's hands in their own, rubbing circles into the backs of them. "No?"

"Just a thing. A thing to use. I don't need such kind attention, though I am endlessly grateful for it." They shifted, averting their eyes. "I had to say something. I couldn't keep lying and taking advantage of such a kind person. I'm sorry I didn't speak up right away."

"You couldn't," Caretaker reminded them. "You were unconscious when I found you and barely conscious in the following days."

Whumpee didn't have a reply to that, but their guilt was palpable.

"How come you're not a person?" they asked gently. "You seem like one to me."

"I thought so, too. When I was still stupid and useless and arrogant. Bad. But Master taught me what I was. Showed me."

"Showed you?"

"Yes. They stopped pretending I was a person. They treated me like a thing, like I deserved to be treated, and no one said anything. You wouldn't have been able to treat a person like that. Somebody would've said something."

Caretaker tried not to let it show just how crushing those words sounded. Even through such a casual retelling — or maybe because it was so casual, like it was normal, — they could picture everything too vividly. A poor soul trapped in that horrible place, with monsters who brainwashed them to the point where it was all Whumpee knew. Trapped in a small world of torture and humiliation until they gave up the memories and the experiences of their life from before.

"I see," they forced out.

"I'm sorry if that was upsetting, I was just trying to answer truthfully and–"

"I know. You didn't do anything wrong."

Whumpee fell silent, their fearful eyes searching Caretaker's face for any lies or deception.

"For the time being, why don't you think of this little recovery period as maintenance?" they suggested carefully. "Would that make more sense to you?"

"Maintenance?"

"Yes. Repairs, even. Getting you back to full working order instead of pushing you to your limits with barely any rest time over and over again for no reason. You wouldn't do that to a thing you intended to keep for a long time."

Whumpee thought about it. Caretaker could almost hear the cogs turning. "I don't think I was meant to be kept for a long time," they whispered.

Caretaker squeezed their hands, prompting them to look up. "Yes, you were. If Whumper got to treat you however they saw fit, then it's only fair I get to do the same, right? And I would like to treat you like you matter, person or not."

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general drabbles taglist: @ashh-ed @whumpsday @whump-queen @the-scrapegoat @hidden-dreamland @rosewriteswhump @dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night @whumpkinpie @delicateprincepaper @whumppmuhw @whump-em @cyborg0109 @morning-star-whump @justanotherlokifan @2in1whump @lthrboy @justletmereadmywhump @florissimps @anonymous-tiangou

#asks #echo-goes-aaa #whump #whump drabble #dehumanisation #conditioned whumpee #past trauma #multiple whumpers #recovery fic

[tsuunara]

,, BSD FANDOM STOP FUCKING MISCHARACTERIZING CHUUYA FOR ONE SECOND CHALLENGE

i need to get this out of my head because i can't do this anymore with ppl who mischaracterize chuuya so much

tw ; opinion and lots of stormbringer and 15 spoilers! i think it's safe to put that here (also sorry for my poor wording of this i'm trying my best here sob sob justice for chuuya!!!)

"chuuya would be a red flag in relationships because he has incredible anger issues and gets violent!"

,, what a bullshit statement LOL i'm (not) sorry for saying this but i really don't think chuuya has any anger issues whatsoever?? NOW JUST HEAR ME OUT FOR A SECOND being short-tempered ≠ having anger issues!!! ,, having anger issues is something you CAN'T control and causes you to say or do things that can cause harm to others. chuuya does NOT have anger issues!!! we relatively don't see chuuya taking his anger out towards ANYONE with NO CONTROL over his actions whatsoever (arahabaki excluded, it's literally a god of destruction)

,, "but he takes it out on dazai!! he fought with him!!"

,, chuuya mentions that it was to SPITE him. when dazai and chuuya are together, i'd say chuuya is more pissed and annoyed because dazai is usually pushing is buttons. he's just a bit short-tempered and loses it a little more easier than others! of course he also does loses his temper a bit whenever he's stressed as well (that one cannibalism arc episode!!! where he said "son of a bitch") but he didn't particularly go KABOOM KABOOM, ifykwim. ,, we can also see him relatively calm and serious with his work in some episodes too!! he's not yapping and exploding all the time, because obviously he's a 22 year old man. throughout these 7 years, chuuya WOULD'VE learned to mature himself and control his emotions ESPECIALLY after going through his trauma.

,, "but chuuya is violent all the time!"

,, "all the time" ? bffr LMAO. okay sure, chuuya is MAFIA EXECUTIVE and that's part of his job. but that doesn't mean he's always killing this and that!! literally in the official wiki it mentions how chuuya isn't "impossible to reason with" when dealing with his enemies!!

,, ALSO FURTHER PROOF THAT CHUUYA ISN'T SOME COLD-BLOODED KILLER WHO KILLS EVERYONE HE SEES!! in stormbringer, we're up to the scene where N literally tells chuuya that he wasn't human and literally TORTURES HIM, verlaine - the man who KILLED off all his friends - gets him to kill N. but guess fucking what? CHUUYA DIDN'T!!! he tried to go for verlaine instead!! and he also sympathized with him because he KNEW where he was coming from as well!!

,, also!! when he was betrayed by the sheep in the 15 arc, dazai gave chuuya the choice of what to do with them when he was ordered to kill both the sheep and the GSS. and chuuya told him not to kill any of the sheep - most likely due to the fact that he actually still sees them as his family (give this man a break wtf) ,, even if we see chuuya angry at times, at most we can justify his anger - i mean who wouldn't go feral if you had to face the man who killed all your friends or the man who literally killed off your original self, tortured you and told you you weren't human? if anything, it's a very human thing if im being honest. (further proof that chuuya is human) ,, now, bringing back to our bullshit statement - why would chuuya need to get angry or violent if he loves his s/o? chuuya may be a red flag and has his flaws but i REALLY don't see the need for him to take any of his anger out on his s/o. he's really not angry 24/7 all the time, nor does he always NEED to use violence even as being part of the mafia - and just so you know, it's confirmed that chuuya would treat women the best out of everyone!!!! so let's just call it a day and go home guys 🤗🤗🤗

tldr; there would be no need for chuuya to get angry or violent if he loves his s/o, being a mafia executive does NOT necessarily mean he is violent all the time as he sympathizes with others, chuuya does NOT have anger issues and just loses his temper a little more easier than others (especially when it comes to dazai), and asagiri literally confirms he respects women.

thank you for coming to my ted talk. have a good day, evening or night ^_^

#thank you for coming to my ted talk #u may not know it but i am COMING FOR YOU said person who said that statement #fuck you btw u stink for that #(almost) slash half joke because we're actually friends... #i will defend this man for my LIFE #justice for chuuya #i love him a normal amount i promise #bsd #chuuya #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara

[hd1u]

My Bowser x reader ideas:

Bowser seeking refuge in your kingdom after he escapes Princess Peach's imprisonment.

Princess Peach using you as Bowser bait cause she's sick of being kidnapped n shit (you're totally into it, tho).

Princess Peach x reader x Bowser? I've literally got nothing else cuz I've had Bowser brainrot for a few months now, but omg..... 🫣

This is probably the one I like the most, and the one I've put the most thought into (under cut):

While Bowser is still in Princess Peach's captivity, you wander around his kingdom just cause you think it's cool and like, who's gonna stop you anywayz?

Eventually Kamek and the rest of the Koopa Troop notice you, but they don't really care because they're too busy trying to figure out how to aid Bowser in his escape, along with running the kingdom without him (I'd imagine that mostly lies on Kamek).

You figure hey, you dig this place, and you're bored as hell. Why don't you just become the new ruler for a little while? And that's what you propose to them.

They decide to entertain you, knowing that a random little human isn't gonna be able to do much harm anyway. They don't expect it to go much farther than being an inside joke, but they're surprised when they find out that they actually... Like you? And you're kind of good at this? And it's kind of nice to not have a huge fire-breathing beast with anger issues over their shoulders all the time??? Kamek is also enjoying his much needed break, so it just ends up not being a joke anymore. You're just their ruler now, and they're chill with it.

Anyway, when Bowser inevitably gets out, drama ensues, and it's kind of like a weird custody battle. Reader and him start off on a really bad foot, and they consider each other enemies at first. The only thing that stops Bowser from murking you on the spot is Kamek (lucky, lucky you!), and it is very physical. We're talking movie Bowser here so, he doesn't really care about what's best for his kingdom or what they want fr.

Anyway, a lot of the Koopa Troop really, really like you, but they are also loyal to their king, and let's be real: some of the troop could probably go without Bowser, but that simply isn't allowed. So, you guys basically have to co-parent the troop, even though you hate each other. They even pick a favorite "parent," lol.

Obviously the relationship will escalate to more of a romantic one once you guys really get to talking and interacting or whateva... and yeah.

There's still a lot for me to figure out like, where does this reader even come from? What draws them to the Koopa Kingdom? Do the Koopa Troop aid Bowser in his escape, or do they get carried away with you being their ruler and he ends up having to escape himself?

Lots for me to think about, and lots of plot holes to fill... but I wanted to know what you guys think of this. Is it something you'd be interested in reading? Does anything already seem inaccurate our OOC?

Oh and btw, if you wanna use some of these ideas in your own works, I don't care!!! Go crazy with it! I'm not necessarily new to writing fanfiction, but I've never been particularly good at it so... if I never end up writing these ideas into real stories, I really don't want them to go to waste! I'm going to try my best, but y'know... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I think it'd be fun to see others takes on these prompts anyway.

I really love Bowser, and there is not enough x reader fanfiction to satisfy me. I just had to post something... I'm going crazy!!!!!!!!! Feral, even! Help me!! 😩

#bowser #bowser x reader #bowser x y/n #super mario bros movie #smb movie #smb #mario movie #bowser fanfiction #super mario x reader #king bowser #bowser x you #super mario movie x reader #tryin to find my ppl 😤 #my writing

[fluffyprettykitty]

NSFW Alphabet with bruce banner please? 👀

Pairing: Bruce Banner x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 2200 words

Warnings: multiple sex positions, roughhousing, comeplay, lactation, praise, breeding, daddy kink, exhibitionism, sex toys, oral, fingerfucking, nipple play, oral fixation. Let me know if I forgot anything major!

Author’s Note: Here you go, nonnie and I hope you will enjoy! I got 2 more requests for Bruce rn!

dividers by @firefly-graphics ​//​ banners by @maysdigitalarts

Main Masterlist ・❥・Bruce Banner Masterlist

NSFW UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DNI.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Bruce’s body is like a furnace so he prefers staying naked after sex and of course he needs to also have you locked in his arms, kissing your collarbones and praising you even if it’s been more than two hours since doing it. Bruce is a big cuddler and he is a very romantic man so kissing each part of your body, applying aloe gel and body lotions on your body or even helping you to a bath and a massage afterward is very common from him. What’s more important to him is to spend each moment with you as much as possible. He needs you and he loves you and he never stops showing his feelings to you. 

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Bruce’s favorite part of himself is his lips. He is the kissing kind, he loves kissing you, in any part of your body whether intimate or romantic or with sexual intention. He loves kissing and he loves touching and caressing your body and your face. His touch is always soft, radiating the warmest, kindest kind of heat. As for their partner’s? Bruce has always been a boobs man. He likes staring at them no matter their size. He loves sucking on your nipples and using them as stress relievers and he loves watching you getting dressed and leaving a bit of a v line just for him. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Bruce’s gamma radiation allows him to produce more cum than a regular human could and much more thick as well. So obviously he loves doing it and painting you with his cum, loves to shoot it inside you and then watch your holes as you leak out. He also likes it when it drips down your chin and he cums down your throat and doesn’t give you any room to breathe while you’re suffocating on it. Bruce loves feeding you well and he also likes knowing you fell asleep with him cum and his cock inside you. Bruce also has thick fingers and one of his favorite things to do is collect some cum after he finished inside you and then give you his fingers, moaning as you do so. And he tastes deliciously good. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Bruce’s dirty secret is that he is into lactation. He loves sucking on your breasts and nursing you. He likes attaching himself to your breasts and massaging your nipples and when he ever manages to make you produce some? Oh, he gets feral feral. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Bruce is an experienced man. He knows how to please a woman and he loves learning your body and all of its tricks and nerves. He knows very well what he is doing and how to move his hips and his cock to the maximum effect possible. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Bruce loves it when you ride him so he can have your breasts inside his mouth, his hands around your back, your body nothing but your toy. He likes watching you roll your hips and especially once you get tired he loves gripping you tight and hammering his cock inside you, making you squirm and shout from up above him. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious at the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Bruce is a little more serious rather than goofy, he sees the sexual act as something deep as exhanging souls between two bodies so he always make sure to talk to you and kiss you throughout. But that doesn’t mean that he won’t laugh on a funny moment or an accidental punch with an elbow. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Bruce knows how to take care of himself and he is always well groomed in all aspects. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Bruce is a very romantic man. He loves telling you how much he loves you, he loves stopping just to kiss your forehead or your lips and caress your face and your chin or your cheeks. He shows you his affection throughout the act and never fails to make you feel adored and worshiped. Sometimes in missionary he will hold your chin while staring deep inside your eyes telling you how much in love he is with you. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Bruce doesn’t masturbate that often. He much prefers to being inside you, the times he does it is usually for video or phone sex when you guys are long distance. He wraps his big hand around his cock and moves it up and down without ever touching his tip. He loves it when you are watching him like this, particularly salivating at their sight and that’s what usually makes him finish. Also at the beginning of your relationship he tends to think of your voice and your laugh and your pretty body when he is jerking his cock. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bruce is a very kinky guy. He does have a breeding kink, and he does have a breast fixation, he also prefers a woman with an oral fixation, loving shoving his fingers inside one’s mouth. He likes a little bit of spit and he loves a little bit of objectification. Also a clear sub/dom dynamic. He also loves spanking you and marking you up. Bruce likes a little bit of everything as long as you are submitting to him. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bruce is a little bit obsessed with having you out in the wild and in any public place. He likes the thrill and he loves knowing he could have you anywhere he wanted to. But he is also impartial to showers. Always a fantastic time for a quickie. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

His favorite thing about you keeps him going: your breasts. Just a glimpse or a lower shirt or you touching your breast absentmindedly makes him feral with desire. Is an instant turn on for him. During the act he loves it when you praise him and when you call him daddy, the more vocal you are, the more feral he becomes. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Bruce doesn’t have a lot of turn offs. He doesn’t particularly like handjobs, finds them unnecessary and he doesn’t like it when you touch yourself during the act, he wants to be one to make you cum. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Bruce loves eating pussy. He loves doing it and he loves working with you and watching you get wet and sensitive for him. He loves pushing his fat fingers inside you and he loves watching you squirm for him. He does it very often during the week and always stops between thrusts to have a little taste of your pussy and your juices during the act. He is slow with his tongue and vigorous with his fingers but there are times where he prefers to just use his tongue and harshly grip on your thighs. Although the amount of times he has come from behind and started eating you out standing on his knees is significant. He also loves receiving it, his cock is fat and girthy, difficult to fit in anyone’s mouth so the first time lots of throat training had to be done. When you finally manage to take all of him, he is very content and happily uses your mouth as his fleshlight. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Bruce is a little bit of everything. There are times where he is feeling particularly dominant and he keeps it very rough and fast on you and there are other times where his romantic side wins and his strokes are slower and more sensual than anything else. Usually in one of his dom sessions you will have tons of markings and bruises on you the next day. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Bruce likes quickies. He loves knowing he has fucked you and now you are there with his cum drained on you. He prefers to have at least one long session with you during the day and the rest to be quickies. He is also generous in the way that if you need to get off he is going to help you do so. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Bruce does love his experiments and he likes keeping time. How much each of you lasted every time, how much you pleaded and he also likes comparing those results and coming up with questionnaires and new experiments for you to conduct. If it takes you longer to cum in silk or cashmere sheets or if it makes you wetter to do it in public or not. Each time he amps his game and tries new things with you. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Bruce can go many many rounds. The gamma radiation helps him so. He was a generous lover before as well but now? He could probably keep it up for hours until you physically couldn’t take it anymore. As for each session, Bruce doesn’t cum easily the first time, he can delay himself until he gets too desperate and needy for it where he literally can’t stop cumming once he starts. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Bruce doesn’t own any toys for himself. He is much more traditional when it comes to his pleasure but when it comes to you, he loves trying different vibrators on you to watch how wet and how needy they make and he also likes it when you wear butt plugs. He likes knowing that he can pull your clothing away at any time and see a shiny gem staring back at him keeping you cum filled and stretched for him. Also handcuffs are another favorite of his. He loves restraining and you being hopeless for him. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Bruce likes teasing. He is kind of a funny lover that way. He likes spanking your ass everytime he walks by and he loves biting down your clothed breast when he is around you. He also likes licking his lips together when he catches you looking at him. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Bruce is the type to groan. A lot. And flare his nostrils and his mouth making animalistic noises throughout the act. He also loves cumming while shouting your name in a chant. He also loves repeating how beautiful you are for him and how much he loves you with each thrust just as much as he likes shouting you up by shushing you or shoving his palm or his fingers inside your mouth. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Bruce is the risky type. He likes the thrill of being caught so he is known to push you to corners in public galas or avengers meetings. Also in the quinjet is one of his favorite places. Just the thought of him covering your mouth while he is cumming inside you the minute someone knocks on the door or turns around the corner keeps him going. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Bruce has a toned body, as he works out and does yoga and aerobics regularly. His chest is very hairy and his muscles are very strong and big. His thick thighs continue being hairy and he always keeps himself well groomed and cleaned. He likes his body lotions and his oils and he always smells like flowers. 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

The gamma radiation has accelerated Bruce’s sex drive and even though he was always a sensual lover, nowadays is hard for him to stop finishing and a lot of times he wakes up with his dick still hard inside you. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Bruce falls asleep easily after sex, is his biggest stress reliever and after a rigorous performance, he loves hiding his neck and beard down the crook of your neck and fall asleep. He keeps you very close to him and doesn’t let you go, going to the bathroom under his strong grip is always a struggle. 

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#bruce banner x reader #bruce banner #bruce x reader #bruce banner fanfiction #bruce banner x y/n #bruce banner x you #bruce banner x female reader #bruce banner smut #bruce banner imagine #the hulk #hulk x reader #the hulk x you #the incredible hulk #selenewrites

[there-must-be-a-lock]

BuckyJay recs

I have been hammering away at my keyboard like a crazy person working on the If It's A Highway sequel, which obviously has given me the urge to read more BuckyJay, and there is still just... a distressingly small amount of that in the world.

here, have a few of my recent favorites:

To Dig a Grave in Winter by @oliocelottafanfics - just read this one tonight and its criminal lack of hits inspired this list tbh. fucking gorgeously written. GORGEOUS. please go give it some love.

They echo in him, punctuated by the smell of rain and fresh turned earth and the phantom pain of something heavy against his skull. He feels like a walking gravesite. They must see it too. They sneer at him when they call him to the chair after each mission. He doesn’t know why, doesn’t understand when one of them says, “Let’s see if you come back this time.” He feels his heart flutter to a stop as the machine drags away what little of his consciousness remains. When he opens his eyes again, he hardly remembers dying.

First Glance by @drgrlfriend - this is WinterHawkHood-flavored, which is a whole other rec list, but it starts as just the Winter and Hood part, so I'm counting it. Dr. G has never written anything that I didn't absolutely love, she's crazy talented, but there is something special about her shamelessly bloodthirsty Jason.

Jason grins, sharp and feral.  “Human traffickers, baby.  Looking for someone young and pretty to round out their next shipment.  We know where they’re gonna hit tonight and SHIELD’s already nabbed the buyers, so we don’t even need to leave anyone alive once we locate the rest of the merchandise.” And, yeah, there’s a lot of things about the job that Jason likes, but this scenario is pretty much custom made for him.  He seems to get a very specific sort of satisfaction from playing all dewy-eyed and vulnerable, letting the bad guys think they have the upper hand, and then raining deadly fury down on their heads.  Well, Bucky thinks philosophically, everyone needs a hobby. “It’ll practically be a vacation,” Jason purrs, and Bucky takes his hand off the gearshift to give his thigh a pat in agreement.  It’s important to support your partner’s interests.

prove you're not a loser (anymore) by @capriciouswrites - most of this fic is funny as fuck, featuring a spectacularly grumpy Bruce and an adorably thirsty Clint, but it starts with this absolute fuckin banger of an opening, from which I may never recover:

Someone’s hand comes near his mouth to try to force it open and he’s always been willing to be a rabid dog — they're trying to make him into a lap dog after all, he might as well make sure they know that his pedigree is alley — so he bites down and fills his mouth with blood before they manage to get the mouth guard in — and then he’s really stuck like he knew he would be. He knew they’d win and strap him down and try to kill him in the only way that matters.  What is a man, after all, he thinks, but memory trapped in meat. And soon he’ll be just the meat without the memory. His philosophizing is cut short by a sharp jolt of electricity — and then he’s trying to breathe and scream and he’s trapped and — if he could still think he’d consider that maybe this is worse than last time, but he can’t so he doesn’t. 

who do I have to bribe to get more of this pairing in my life?!

#bucky barnes #jason todd #fic rec #marvel #dc #dcu #mcu #dcu/mcu #dc marvel crossover

[plethomacademia]

Edit: this is now in chapter five of my slow burn

Original post: Well here's a ridiculously horny thing I just wrote for my fic. It's of course for the chapter that is after the one I am supposed to be writing and is part of a series of drabbles but I want to share it now because I think it stands on its own.

Synopsis: The Dark Urge wants to try out Enver's gauntlet. Enver discovers a new kink. 644 words. Rest of the story is my pinned post!

Triggers: blood, light choking, people who just need to fucking kiss already.

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“Can I ask you something?”

Gortash looked up from the map of the city he had just been drawing on. He and the Bloody Hand of Bhaal were in the middle of discussing a proposal he had just received from another weapons trader. She, obviously, was not paying attention. “Maeve, when have you ever not just asked me whatever is on your mind?”

She ignored the barb. “Your gauntlet. How does it work?”

He looked down at the golden gauntlets. He had just come from another meeting and was in his full regalia. This pair was new, better fitting his station as a lord than his old black set had. He had shucked off his coat when they had started working and he did suppose this was a novel view for her, his arms covered in gold up to the elbow. “Well, it’s jointed to mimic the human anatomy. Quite intricate and honestly, it was hard to get the design right. You latch it higher up the elbow, like so.” He showed her how it disconnected near his right elbow using his two clawless fingers on his left.

She watched, her head tilted. He had seen that look so many times as she dissected something with her mind. “Do you think I could try it?”

Anyone else he would deny, but he did love seeing her curiosity piqued by something. He finished undoing the latches, then took it off and held it out to her. “By all means. It will be too large but you can get an idea of the mechanics.”

She took the gauntlet from his hands gently. After she struggled with the moving pieces of metal, he helped slide it onto her arm. He was right, the latches were far too wide to stay up on their own, but she was able to keep it secure enough to flex her fingers. She spread them wide, then tightened them into a fist.

Enver swallowed. Well this wasn’t how he had expected the day to go.

Maeve tested the sharp claws against the inside of her other forearm, pushing them in enough to dent the skin.

“Careful!” he said right when she looked up, her eyes wide.

“Oh Enver, this is positively wicked.” She held it up in front of her face, spreading the hand and looking at it as if her fingers were covered it jewels. “Would it work to…” She trailed off, cocking her head at it as if figuring something out.

“Would what —“ he began to say, but he stopped as she closed her eyes, putting her golden hand to her throat. He watched as she settled her fingers around her own larynx, first gently feeling out how to place her thumb and fingers. Then she began to press. The sharp tips of the gauntlet first pressed in her skin, then a couple fingers just pierced through, letting a bit of blood well up under the curves of metal.

“Maeve,” he said in a warning tone.

Her eyes flew open. They were wide and feral, her smile broad and sharp. She dropped her hand and he couldn’t help but look at the red crescents framing her throat, the little bits of blood beginning to drip.

“I see why you wear those, that has to be terribly fun. Just ripping out a person’s throat.” She laid her arm on the table, undoing the latched and sliding her hand free.

Enver cleared his throat. “Yes. Well. Sadly for you,” he said as he picked up the gauntlet, “it’s much more of a Banite custom than one of Bhaal.” After he had secured the gauntlet to his arm once more, he reached in his pocket for a handkerchief and offered it to her

She dabbed her wounds, then looked back at the maps. “Yes, it’s too bad. Now, what was it you were saying?”

#dark urge #dark urge x gortash #durgetash #bg3 spoilers #lord enver gortash #bg3 #is it a new kink though #you know that man has choked someone before

[xamaxenta]

i had to wake up early today for work too and really ddint want to get up so in solidarity heres the mas thoughts ive been having (i think because of you?? idr)

vamp sabo and ace living together as a roommate situation and sabo refusing to bite ace right?? so ace wonders into the magic part of town (accidentally on purpose) to ask advice on "how to get my vampire boyfriend to bite me" and shit. wanders into a wb owned shop and like gets to talking and theyre like ?? a human why do u want to be bitten and shit

and then hes like complaining destressing about how hes been walking around half naked and baring his neck and his obviously hungry and wants it bf just!! wont bite!! him!!!!!

anyways wb pirates are a mix of magical creatures but the only vamp among them is marco and hes like hmm tell me more. even better if ace has a relationship with the whitebeards and hangs out with them sometimes but they never knew about sabo and he finally broke cuz he needs advice

but then sabo finds him and equivalent of scruffs his neck like "this is so dangerous what are you /doing/" as if wb hadnt been trying to recruit ace for years (That is Exactly why it is dangerous u fckn idiot -sabo probably)

and then like thralls ace to sleep and ready to like skedaddle but instead gets pinned against a wall by marco like "Haven't met you before, Ace seems enamoured."

"So?" and tries to scramble away but just gets pinned harder

"You obviously care for him, why not give in to his wants and take a bite? it won't kill him." as if he didnt know, ace must have told them how sabo was too scared of accidentally hurting him permanently.

As if Sabo could barely keep from draining him on a good day. His brow twitches

"I'm not going to hurt him." he says simply, but Marco won't let it go presses in harder, makes Sabo feel light and woozy.

"When were you turned? Your instincts seem too strong for how controlled you seem to be."

Usually, Sabo would tell him to fuck off, he did damn well good controlling his instincts, even when he woke up injured and angry and bloodthirsty and alone.

Instead, he gasps, Marco's touch feeling like tendrils on his skin, mind clouded, "Almost a year now."

Marco's brow raises.

"Without a sire?" because there was no way a vampire would leave his newly turned unattended this early on.

Sabo growls, thinks about those monsters, tries to pull himself out of the fog Marco has surrounded him with, with little luck. Finds himself answering instead, eyes watering from the attempt.

"I don't need one," he answers, squirming, "The one who turned me was a celestial dragon, and left me for dead."

"You have amazing willpower," Marco praises, "To resist me for so long. And so young too, poor thing."

The pity scratches Sabo the wrong way, but Marco's eyes show mirth, and that's the only thing that stops Sabo from truly fighting back. The pity was a tease, and Ace liked these people. Forced himself into calm and Marco laughed.

"I see. You handle yourself well," a hand cups his cheek, the smile on Marco's face creasing his eyes, so kind it sours, "But It'd be far easier for you to navigate this with a sire."

The pressure seems to increase pressing into the creases of his mind, makes him gasp and arch into Marco the fucker, so hard to keep his wits about him when Marco's voice was so prevalent.

"I'll be kind," he says.

A sire, it'd certainly make things easier, but he refused to be tied down, controlled, made into something he wasn't, made to do things he didn't want-

"I won't be chained," Sabo answers, too slowly, like wading through mud.

"You're a good kid. It'll keep both you and Ace safe," Marco coos, "It won't be long before vampire hunters are on your trail, one mistake, and they'll treat you like a feral," he strokes Sabo's face again, so gentle it burns, "Not to mention when Ace awakens, halfs are hated by both worlds, you'd do well to listen to your elders."

"Ace..." he trails off, to keep Ace safe, he'd do anything. It'd been the thing that kept him going half-starved and mad with it. He couldn't hurt Ace, had to push through, had to, "It'll protect Ace?"

He felt like he was drowning, Marco's words echoing in his head, drowzy and knees weak.

"Yes," he chuckles, "I should've known Ace was your weakness," he says, "I can't imagine how hard it was to turn alone, it will be easier, I'll guide you. I'm not a cruel man."

Marco, he'd heard of him before, vicious and territorial and terrifying in the fact he didn't belong to a coven but to the Whitebeards. Powerful and old, but not cruel.

The distinction soothed the last doubt in his mind and he allowed himself to fully give in to the thrall, if only for Ace. It was a lost cause, his struggle, he'd been worrying about falling to his baser instincts for months now, or of attracting unwanted attention from humans and vampires alike, with how unaware of the rules and customs he was and with how hungry he always was, like a gaping maw in his chest.

He tilted his neck in submission, eyes closed, and the only thing holding him up being Marco's grip, he felt so tired, so /weak/.

"Good boy."

And then fangs on his neck, a needle like pinch, making his eyes widen as Marco /drinks/.

His body relaxes even further into it, Marco's powers soothing him, hand rubbing circles into his side. Ends up passing out.

Wakes up hungry, eyes wide, energy thrumming through him. Marco sits reading, and turns his head up when he hears the sheets rustle, glasses low on his nose.

"Finally awake?" he says, "Come here."

Sabo would've done that if he ordered it or not, finds himself climbing into the older man's lap with something close to desperation, wanting so badly to /bite/ he could barely think. But he couldn't, wasn't supposed to, and it's with great willpower he grits his teeth and lofts his head where he had been breathing way too hard into the crook of Marco's neck. He needed to get away before he-

But then Marco's hand landed on the back of his head, pushing him back down, making Sabo panic and cry out. But he couldn't resist, not when he was so close, not when he was so desperate.

"Good boy," Marco soothes when Sabo bites down, "There's no need to resist me"

and thats all i wrote but then sabo and marco fuck and marco convinces sabo its ok to feed from ace he'll even supervise if it makes sabo feel better and cradles them both when it happens, petting through sabos hair and then yknow mas.

i really hope tumblr doesnt eat this i wrote it in the ask box djdjdj

Im speechless i was like heehee vampire stuff sounds so fun today but i actually dunno anything about them and their lore and you come here and go hello hello i have you and ur dumbass covered LET ME FILL IN THE BLANKS AND IM SO GRATEFUL

The LORE FOR MARCO ALONE IS SO GOOD needing a sire? sabo being left alone after being turned? Ace being enamoured with Sabo?

Sabo resisting Marco but Marco securing his consent and loyalty because of Ace and because Sabo loves Ace and he wants to keep him safe AUAGSH and Marco becoming his sire and yeah they totally fuck n then Marco supervising Sabo when he finally bites Ace the first time 🥺 cute!!!

this

Absolutely slaps like bro youre cooking this is so damn good i have nothing to add im glad i said something this morning if it had you come here to write this im really thankful thank you for sharing this with me

#i… #i cant believe it this is so beautiful #MAS #THANK YOU!!! #drooling over your characterisation of Marco being this ancient powerful guiding figure #LLOOOOVE HIM!!!! #ALSO SABO TRYING TO SKEDADDLE LOL

[clown-pasta]

Socializing Baby Clowns

Something I’ve been seeing a lot lately is people with a more aggressive or outdoor clown breed having their clowns be really adverse to touch or wander really far to the point where they aren’t too far from just going feral. So I thought I’d write up something about how if you’re caring for baby clowns how to make sure they grow up properly socialized. So obviously not all breeds are going to ever like being touched. If you have baby mimes, first of all lord bless you those are difficult clowns to look after, but also. They just do not like being touched whatsoever. Some people like to argue that it’s because mimes aren’t meant for captivity but I’m not going to get into that debate. My point is, make sure your clown is a breed that will ever be okay with touch before trying this because if it isn’t, you’re just going to cause a lot of undue stress which may turn into aggression issues later in life. Breeds that are very important to socialize are Scare clowns, Jesters, and Rodeo clowns. But with that disclaimer out of the way, here are some things i would personally recommend to socialize your clowns. 1. If they are small enough and mama is okay with it, pick them up and hold them. Be very gentle but make sure to hold them firm enough you don’t drop them. But just picking them up, and setting them down. If one of them seems particularly nervous about it you might try picking up one of their siblings and putting them down so that they see it’s safe and they won’t end up hurt. 2. playing tricks with them. Especially in the case of jesters you’re gonna wanna get some small toys and just play out some tricks. Nothing too difficult, you’re gonna wanna avoid clown cars and slapstick at this age just because they can hurt themselves very easily, and trust me you do Not want to have to get a little of clowns out of the car because one of them got their foot stuck. But juggling, hula hooping, and lassos are really good baby friendly options. 3. In the case of scare clowns, obviously even though they are a really sweet breed lots of people are very jumpy around them so you have to be so so careful to make sure they don’t hurt anyone. Something I like to do is to give them a squeaky hammer and some toys and let them run round bonking things. But if they try and hit me i then start grimbling and whining as if it hurt me a whole lot. because this makes them think “Oh i can’t do that to a human, humans get hurt much easier then I do” which is true, scare clowns are incredibly tough. So giving them a measure to realize that you are not as tough as they or their siblings are is super important. 4. Bathing. You may be thinking that their mother is cleaning them so you don’t have to, Which is true, they’re very hygienic creatures. But if they get sick later and stop taking care of themselves it will be much less stressful for them if you have to start bathing them if it’s something they are already familiar with. I wouldn’t do this too often because it can upset the siblings and the mother if their scent changes too much. Maybe just once a month at the most, get them used to the idea of it but don’t disrupt their normal habits too much. 5. Take them to the vet, just for a checkup. Again this is to get them used to the process of it. also it lets you catch any small issues really early on. I would take them while in the younger years for scheduled and regular checkups. Maybe once a month depending on the breed and what the likelihood for complications is. Once they’re older and developed id recommend just a yearly visit so long as you don’t notice anything wrong. That’s all I have for you right now but I might update this later. If you have any specific questions feel free to drop them in my ask box, obviously this is a really broad and complex topic and I didn’t really even manage to get to things like Outdoor time or introducing them to kids. But anyway, Take care! and take care of your clowns.

[kettouryuujin]

Tasked with Survival - Part 1

Saw there's been a lot of interest in my feral survival AU, so...have a Part 1!

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Uggggh. What happened? The last thing she remembered was going to sleep, but…

There was no way she was in the same place. The sun was hitting her in all the wrong places, and she could feel grass underneath instead of any sort of bed.

Had she been kidnapped? The Clan would surely have stepped in, moving a person wasn’t something you could do silently. Didn’t matter if it was a Pokémon or a Human.

Who was nudging her? “Hey.” Nudge nudge. “Hey, you’re in my spot.”

“…not exactly willingly…” urgh. Alright, just open her eyes and look aroun-

What. The. Heck. That was a Glameow. And it was huge! Bigger than an Alpha! “Look missy, I don’t care if it was willing or not, but-”

“KYAAAAAAAAAAH!”

The sheer volume of her cry startled the feline, letting her run for cover. That was a talking Pokémon that was a talking Pokémon what the Distortion. The little one ran and ran, paws taking her as far as she could go-

...wait. Paws?

She found herself tripped up by the realization, going tumbling down this hill and ohno-

*THUD!*

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ACH! Ok, ow. Being woken up by a hard impact was not how he expected to start the day, but...alright. Sure.

A groan as he rose, looking at the source of his current aches - a...very large Eevee. Who was sitting there, dizzy. Right, ok, so someone was playing a prank...

Not just “someone”, obviously. It had to be someone. Someone? So...Some...

His eyes widened as realization struck - he couldn’t remember the prankster's name. Or what they looked like, how old they were... anything! All he remembered was that they were a prankster.

Right, stand up and back away. “I...ok, whoever’s doing this, please stop...”

*blblblb* Huh, an Eevee shaking its head fast was kinda cute. “And another talking Pokémon...yay...” WHAT. 

Ok, the impact was one thing, but for this massive Eevee to think he was a Pokémon?! “You’re the talking Pokémon, not me!”

“I’m the talking - LOOK AT YOURSELF!” A slap later and he was on his back, grunting. Gah, why did you -

That was a whooooole lotta brown down there. A small hint of blue at his neck, but mostly brown and fuzzy. His paws (paws!!!) flailed as the Eevee slipped into panic, saying something about not remembering their name and ohcrap. “I...think that makes two of us...”

“W-what?” He let his head back down, eyes locking with the female’s startled expression.

“I can’t remember my name either. Or...much of anything. Only that I was a human, in a Clan of some kind, and some bits about fellow clansmen.”

“That...that’s exactly what I remember.” The male watched her start to pace while he started rocking back and forth. Getting back on his feet would be a good idea (even if he had 4 of them now…).

“Chances that we both fell victim to the same thing?” Ugh, ok, almost had it, almost had it...

“I’d say it’s practically a guarantee.” Sigh and groan, and then - Ah! He’s up! “Think we should work together?”

“Sounds like a plan to me.” Ok, get stable...there we go. “Normally I’d introduce myself, but-”

“No memories?” Oh, he didn’t like that teasing tone.

“No memories.” Grumble. 

“Could be worse. One of the people I remember only remembered their name.”

“Yeah, that would be worse.” A laugh as he stepped over to the female. “So. Got any plans, ms. Teamwork?”

“Ha ha. I...honestly think we need to try and find food and water first.” That sounded solid... and apparently, they still had basic knowledge. Yay! 

“Then some shelter, in case the weather turns bad.”

“Good point.”

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Instead of food, water, or even shelter, the first thing they both found? A pair of teardrop-shaped collars, one gold, and one silver. The metal bands were oddly familiar - So much so that they’d started putting them on before even thinking about it.

Irida panicked. What the heck was she doing? She didn’t know what this thing was, it could’ve been what stole their memories or something! It was too dangerous, she had to get it off-

As paws gripped to remove the collar, Irida blinked. Hang on. Did she just use her name?

She...she did. She remembered her name again! Paws flew off the collar as her tail began wagging (against her will, but she was too excited to care). The ‘vee whirled towards her male counterpart, eager to see what he’d remember. His own golden collar was shining, especially the blue diamond set in the thicker end. His eyes were just as wide as her own, tail moving just as fast. “My name...My name. It’s Adaman!”

The newly-monikered Adamanlet out a joyful laugh as the female ‘mon snickered. “Irida. Glad to see we got our names back at least.” This would make things so much more convenient, not having to call each other by species name or the like-

“What’s that on your collar?” And Mr. Adaman was pointing at the fat end of her collar.

“Eh? The pearl? I mean, you recognized it earlier-” Her own paw brushed it, and suddenly both gems fired sort of... beam of light, onto the ground.

And where the circles on the ground overlapped, there were hints of words. “I-Adaman! We need to reposition.”

“Already on it, girl.” A small scoff as the male shifted around, Irida doing the same to get the circles lined up perfectly.

As suspected, the overlapping circles revealed a message. But the contents were...concerning.

‘Task: Reunite and acquire symbols of –MEMORY LOCKED–

Reward: Memory of names

Task: Complete all other tasks.

Reward: Regain humanity

Note: Cooperation will be required. Stay together as much as you can.

Time remaining: --insert timer here--’

“...does it seriously say ‘Insert timer here?” Adaman scoffed, smirking. It...was kinda funny, honestly-

Oh, new text. ‘Note: Apologies. The specific time limit had not been determined when your tasks began. Someone was slacking off, it seems.’ Snrrrk.

‘For now, it has been decided that you have one (1) week to complete the following:

-Acquire shelter. (Reward: memories of importance)

-Have enough food stored in your shelter for two (2) days. (Reward: location memories)

-Locate a water source near your shelter. (Reward: Clan affiliation memories)

-Learn two (2) moves apiece (BONUS)

Complete a task, and you will regain some memories. The bonus task will give you a special reward if you accomplish it, instead of returning any memories.

Failure to complete all non-bonus tasks in the week will result in permanent loss of humanity.’

That last sentence made both Evolution Pokémon freeze. “P-Permanent?”

“Loss of humanity?”

‘...We needed stakes. Do not worry - success will come with its own rewards.

I shall also inform you that there will likely be more tasks after this first set. The sooner you complete these, the sooner you will know of future tasks - and the more time you will have to accomplish them.

I wish you all the best.

-“A”, also known as “S”.’

“...Who the heck is this “A” person, and why does he think he can do this to us?!?” Yeah, Irida was miffed.

“I don’t think it matters right now... you see what they’re saying. If we can’t pull this off, we’re stuck as Eevees. Forever.”

“Alright, alright, fine. So. Shelter?” It wasn’t the original plan, but this “A” seemed to want them getting it first. And the idea of having space to themselves sounded… better, now.

“Shelter. Should be the easiest, and apparently grants some important memories.”

“Alright. Let’s go-hey!” Adaman had begun loping off as soon as she said “go”, and left the poor Eevee having to race after him. “Wait for me!”

#feral survival au #Tasked with Survival #pokemon #pokemon legends arceus #pla #adaman #irida #Eevee #Amnesia #Cooperation

[mast7r]

ive been thinking about this for ages(tm) and keep picking at it so. bare with me / the scattered thoughts / the fact i will probably keep picking at it in future. this won't be pretty im already in pain. anyway, to start off, the hallows were not made by death. full stop nope. but they are still very powerful and all that. but death didn't make them, the three brothers are a bullshit story, and uniting them doesn't make you a master of death. but hari still united them and still got that title so lets goooo.

the peverells and the hallows: the tale of the three brothers popped up....probably at least a hundred years after the hallows did, based on rumours and whispers. they weren't brothers, probably more akin to cousins, and their need to trick death is a depends how you look at it type of thing. the three of them created the hallows themselves due to a territory war where their family was losing ground, men, and would probably also lose their land altogether at the end. the hallows were meant to help them win through sheer strength, the ability to sneak/hide, and to consult with their dead. and in the process of creating the hallows, they managed to draw on death and death allowed it. mortals can't actual summon back the dead, hence why the resurrection stone only shows a distorted ghost. deaths influence twisted it further into these projections encouraging the user to die as well. the elder wand is a very powerful wand...but there's no curse on it. deaths influence is why the holder of the wand must die but everything else came from boasting about having a powerful as shit wand. and the cloak is just an invisibility cloak. but the story of the peverells as the trio hears is is an amalgamation of different stories and put together with a little bow during the empire. there was a real peverell line, obviously, and they ended up with two of the hallows thanks to the mess that is magical britain.

the potters and death: this is a lot simpler. the potters have always been inclined to innovation, leading the way with experimental magic. and, back in the day, they drew a lot on the pillars. they stopped that, mostly, especially to fit in when they moved the family to britain. but their history became a part of their family words. kinda. originally, death wasn't referred to as an enemy but again. they had to fit into a country with a rampant discrimination to any kind of magic that was out of their norm. the potter history with the death meant nothing for hari until they became master of death, because it had no magical implications. just parasocial ones. okay. almost no implications. it was this history that meant death offered him the chance to go back. no one else would have gotten that. the pillars lack a certain humanity, and it shows in their treatment of mortals, but they make an effort with hari. they also kinda remind him its because his ancestors were a lot more respectful and less of a prick than he is.

master of death: okay so. as i already said. uniting the hallows doesn't make you a master of death. tbh that's not even what the pillars consider hari, they really do consider him an emissary or a errand boy or a little feral racoon they're stuck with now. but that's how hari understands it so they run with it. the title was created not long after the pillars were trapped in another realm, unable to properly interact with the regular world anymore. no one really knew how it happened but it wasn't long after the hallows were created (thanks to their mild drain on deaths magic) so people looking for a reason decided that someone united the three hallows against the pillars to trap them. it was just another rumour. hari uniting them meant...literally nothing. the wizarding world was stupid, and dumbledore and voldemort were just as bad as everyone else believing the hallows would give them more power. deaths offer to go back was a contract, a very old magic no one had invoked before, that signed his life and soul over to the pillars. technically they could even release him from it one day (they probably won't). death thinks the warning that going back would be old magic was enough, not caring for the fact hari doesn't know better because it was his job to ask. but he didn't, so now hari is stuck in a kind of inbetween, not quite mortal and tied to the pillars. which is why he can draw on their magic, by pulling back on the link between them.

#* how much can you change before it is some kind of murder / headcanon. #* wake up and smell the corruption / worldbuilding. #this is very scattered again but ive been picking at it for days trying to get all my thoughts out in order #(i failed) #the tism stick is beating my ass too much

[toytulini]

Witchverse is so weird and its hard bc i dont want to completely rewrite a bunch of history, but then i have to sit there and come up with a believable good reason that Birdie didnt step in and prevent any of the atrocities that happened since humans first migrated to the americas and its like. Hmmmm

#toy txt post #birdiebossasswitch #ocs #witchverse #this is just one aspect of difficulty on multiple levels. #like the best i can come up with reason wise rn is like. witches arent allowed to meddle in human affairs with magic. #so like they can participate in their community and shit and do things to prevent these horrors without magic. but they cant use magic to #participate in a human war. #which feels a bit hollow? i made Birdie way too powerful and now she also cant use that power to singlehandedly fix things bc ethics #thats not quite true. there are a few other elder witches that could pose a threat to her if she decided to go rogue. theyre all friends too #so nobody wants to ruin it. also i dont know what the consequence is for violating that rule. i know its some level of banishment and #ostracism. but like how do u prevent just a bunch of shitty witches from going rogue anyway and saying fuck the council? #is it fear? fear of the council hunting u down in earnest and since uve been banished from the council no one will protect u from them? #like zoinks idk abt that. i want the witch council to have SOME problems but not like..that #the rule is meant to exist as a sort of. 'everyone thinks They Are Right. on every side. even if its wrong. so we have to outlaw it for #everyone so no one can accuse us of hypocrisy'? or smth. #idk its just really rough and troubling. to look back at history and see how much fucked up shit theyd have to live through and not #let them go feral and stop it. they do do little things obviously. human things. #idk i just dont feel like ive nerfed them enough and like. i dont want to nerf them. but. i want a better reason that Birdie doesnt #singlehandedly go apeshit on European colonists. so far for that specific one i think #she happened to be going through A Depression(tm) at that period of time so when they showed up. in California. #Pan (who is not as earthshatteringly powerful as Birdie) was like 'oh MEGA bad vibes' and she grabbed Birdie and they steal a spanish ship #and kill the crew and Birdie puppets their corpses to sail the ship and sometimes probably catch fish for food maybe? they were in a hurry #and didnt exactly prepare for a long trip #but basically the point is that they Leave. theyre traveling and exploring (which also helps to get Birdie out of that depression funk) #probably visiting islands and ppl and eventually landing in asia and meandering from there for many many years until they get back to Cali #which even then. idk there's So Much. and then unfortunately im really attached to Victorian Birdie #and ive come up with. she hates victorians BUT she loves the dresses so much. and the house. which is why she still wears them. #fucks sake. i keep running out of tags god Dammit #why do i do this to myself. i insist on talking in the tags everytime and then i run out of space and then im like oh ill reblog it with

[littlepadika]

🎀 pink (Din)

🧼 laundry detergent (fake dating)

🍄cottage core (innocent kink)

with some fluff and smut included maybe?? 🥺👉👈💘

Hi @ppslutt I don't think we've interacted so hello! Thank you for this request! Omg i am both soft and amused by this idea. Hope you like this... Din is such a cheeky bb but at the same time a feral fucking machine hehe

500 follower celebration (closed now)

Warnings: Asshole ex boyfriend, protective mando, innocent reader, unprotected piv smut, fingering, 18+

source: @reilink

"Can I sit here?"

Din startled. He had been glaring holes into the metal table at the cantina for so long he almost forgot there were other people around. He was in between bounties. Waiting for Karga to come up with something worth his time.

He nodded at the seat across from him which you fell into. He would usually say no, preferring to be left alone, but you were hardly a threat. Young and apparently unarmed. You looked stressed. Eyes darting all over the room. Were you in trouble?

"Thank you." You tapped your fingertips on the table. "My ex is here and I don't want him to see me alone."

"Are you in some kind of trouble?"

"No." You stare down at your lap. "I just don't want to talk to him."

That made sense, but Din couldn't understand why you were talking to him specifically. Most people feared Mandalorians. He expected you to want to hire him or ask him to kill your ex. You glanced over your shoulder. Din followed your gaze, identifying the man in question, an arrogant looking human with his arm around a girl with her back to you both.

"I'll leave you alone in a minute." You turned your attention back to him. "What's your name, sir?"

"Mando." He grunted. You replied with your name. Din's ears perked up when he heard it. The sound of it echoing in his mind. He had never heard such a name before. "Have you ever seen a Mandalorian before?" Din couldn't help but ask.

"Is that what you are?" You felt embarrassed at his amused tone. "Am I supposed to bow or something?"

Din chuckled, which came out as a crackle through the voice coder. "No. But people tend to stay away from me because- because we're killers."

"Oh." You swallowed a gasp. It never occurred to you to be afraid. "I didn't know. I've never been off world."

"What the fuck are you doing here?" You snapped your head up to see your ex standing over you, an angry look on his face. "I thought you didn't like going out."

"I-I can go where I please!" You jut your chin out.

"Fucking bitch. You're just spying on me, aren't you?" Your ex spat. Din clenched his fist, not liking the way this bastard was speaking to you. He could easily break this man's arm and hardly break a sweat.

"I'm not!" You cried shrilly. "I didn't know you'd even be here."

"What are you doing with him?" Your ex turned to Mando with a sneer. "Tryin to make me jealous?"

"Obviously it worked." You glared. "Now go away."

"No hang on- you're gonna come with me and we're gonna talk."

"I think it's time for you to go." Din rested his hand on his holster, his voice impossibly low. You shivered in your seat.

"Whatever." The man gave up, backing up a little. "Good luck with this one, Mando. She's a prude."

You looked down in shame feeling angry tears sting your eyes. It was hard to believe you once loved this asshole. Din felt his temper flare in his chest. Your ex finally left, looking over his shoulder a few times to watch you and Din.

"I'm sorry." You wrapped your arms around yourself. "I'll leave you alone now."

"I don't mind." Din said, surprising himself. He hated seeing you so upset. He thought about going up to that bastard and putting a hole in his chest, but that wouldn't make you feel better. "Can I get you something?"

"I don't know." You looked up at the bar trying to read the menu overhead.

"What kind of fake boyfriend would I be?" Din joked, hoping to see you smile. It worked. You let out a small giggle into your hand that made Din's heart constrict strangely. He ordered you a Tatooine Sunset.

"You don't want one?"

"No. Thank you." Din hesitated before adding "I don't remove my helmet."

"Ever?" Your eyes widened.

"Not in front of people."

"Oh." You took a small sip. "It's really yummy. Thank you."

Din noticed the prick from earlier still watching you both. "Come over here, ad'ika." He tapped the seat next to him.

"Why?" You asked, looking up from your cup.

"Because that nurf herder is watching us."

"Oh." You frowned, moving to sit next to Mando.

"Lean into me."

"Like this?" You asked again, tilting your head onto his cold beskar paldron.

"Yes. Good." Din nodded, enjoying the look of anger that passed over that bastard's face. "Sit closer."

"I-I am." You blushed, moving until your legs were pressed against him. He wasn't super comfortable with all the metal.

"On my lap, ad'ika." Din patted his thigh. He was being bold but something about your instant trust in him made him want to hold you closer. Feel your soft body on his. You go bright red as you stand and then perch on his knee. His gloved hand covered your lower back.

"Look at him." Din instructed, smirking behind his helmet.

"Oh he's so mad." You giggled. "This is fun, mando."

"It is, ad'ika." Din couldn't' help but agree.

"Wh-what does adeeka mean?" Your tongue got caught on the syllables.

"It means 'little one'."

"I'm-i'm not a child." You frowned, ducking your head. A weak objection as you were sitting in his lap right now.

"It's not just for children." Din placed another arm around your legs, pulling them more securely onto his lap. He regretted that he was in full armor because he could not feel you but that was also probably a good thing or else he'd be hard. You smelled divine.

"Mando he's still staring." You whispered against his cowl which was surprisingly soft.

"Shall we make him even more uncomfortable?"

"Mhm." You nodded, kissing Mando on his cool beskar helmet, where his cheek would be. "How's that?"

"You can do better than that." Din encouraged, enjoying the little game.

"Oh yeah!" You grinned, feeling your competitive spirit rising. "How about this?" You lowered your head, leaning against his neck, kissing him through the cowl. You could feel his warm neck and strong pulse against your lilps. He swallowed hard, his hand tightening over your thigh.

"We should walk out now. Really make him jealous." Din suggested, mostly to stop you from giving him a full on erection.

"Oh yeah." You hopped off his lap, taking his large leather clad hand in yours. "Come on."

Once outside in the warm sun you laughed at your antics. You had never had so much fun. You used to fear your ex. He was mean and cruel. You felt safe now that you had Mando. You tried not to worry what would happen when Mando was gone. Din watched you hungrily, beaming up at him, your face lit up in the daylight. He subtly turned off his tracking view in his visor so he could just see you without any distractions on his screen.

"Thank you Mando."

"You're welcome." He let go of your hand making your face fall. "What's wrong?"

"I want to keep playing."

"What do you propose?" Din felt his cock twitch behind his flight suit.

"I think he would be really jealous if I had marks on my neck." You suggested boldly. Din shook his head in disbelief.

"You are not a prude, you know that? I'm sorry he said that to you."

"I was only a prude with him. He was ugly." You grimaced but recovered. "You're beautiful, Mando, and I want- I want you. Not just to make him jealous but I want you."

"Oh Ad'ika..." Din chuckled. "We can do both."

This led to Din taking you in the alleyway behind the cantina. First he knelt down between your legs and fingered you until you were dripping into his hand. He wanted to watch your little cunt squeeze and flutter. Your little mewls grew louder and louder until you came with a cry. Din loved how innocent you were. You didn't even know how to be quiet. You didn't hide your pleasure. He hoped your shitty ex was listening. Hearing your sounds that he never got to draw from you.

Next he stood lifting you up with ease onto his hips. You were already delirious from your first orgasm you shot up to the stars when he entered you. You tightened your legs around his waist, holding onto his broad shoulders. All thoughts of being seen or herd left your mind. You were overwhelmed, Mando pushing into every corner of your senses along with your pussy.

"Fuck..." Din grunted, feeling your hot walls suck him to the hilt. It had been so long he realized how sensitive he was. And you were so tight. He held your ass up, pulling it to grind into him with every stroke.

"Oh Mando!" Your head fell back against the wall. "This-it's so good."

"Mmm you feel amazing, ad'ika. So fucking perfect." Din watched your face slacken with the pleasure he was giving you, your plush lips teasing him. He wanted to feel them. He wanted to put his lips over every inch of you. Your eyes were drooping, staring right into his visor.

"Stay with me, little one. Look- look at us." He fucked harder, leaning back slightly despite the ache in his lower back, watching the point where your flesh met. Your little swollen clit was sitting right on top of his dick, smashing against his pelvis with every stroke.

"Oh-Maker-I'm gonna cum again." You cried, scrabbling against his shoulders for better leverage. You wanted to fuck him back. Din readjusted his grip allowing one hand to be free to circle your clit.

"Who's making you cum?"

"You! You, Mando!" You cried feeling your stomach go incredibly tight then spasming with your orgasm.

"You think anyone else could make you feel this?" Din sped up also nearing his own climax. His voice was rough and torn up, cracking and stressing the voicecoder.

"No-no one else!" You answered eagerly, wanting to please him. "I don't want anyone else."

"Good girl. Fuck- you want to be mine?" He felt his cock twitching. He was seconds away from cumming inside of you. This was the last chance to pull out.

"I want to-be yours- please." You nodded vigorously, looking up at him so he could see you meant it. You dug your heels into his lower back. His grunts became short and quick with each thrust then he came abruptly, crashing his forehead against yours. You gasped feeling the spot where you were joined grow incredibly wet.

"Stars..." Din hissed feeling his pleasure prickle down his spine into his cock. "You mean it, ad'ika?"

"Yes. Show me the stars, Mando."

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[potatoes-is-are-food]

NEED NSFW HCS FOR DRIDER SHIGARAKI PLWEASE

Haven’t written anything in months but I’ve got a sliver of motivation and this ask really just made my day with the enthusiasm so here ya go <3 I wanted to add some cute stuff too so I did SFW and NSFW

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Basically, you decided on the worst(read: best) day and time for a hike, having been talked into it by a couple friends and assured the trail wouldn’t be too harsh. When you stopped for a break, you went off into the trees away from the group to pee in a secluded area. The sun was high enough to give plenty of light, but the thick canopy of the forest left you in much darker light than your eyes were used to. You wrapped up your business quickly, nervous in the unfamiliar terrain, only to find that you couldn’t see the trail anymore. And it was steadily growing darker, much faster than a normal sunset.

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SFW

- Drider Shiggy, much like normal Shiggy, has a very “I see it, I want it, it’s mine.” mentality. Only he has even less self control and no one to stop him.

- Naturally, he just used his ability to see perfectly in the dark and watched you stumble around for a while before he came in to “save” you.

- At first he just watches you. The way you stare up at him with big, terrified eyes and your shaking hands as you reach out to gingerly touch him the first time.

- You don’t speak the same language, but he knows just enough human words and behaviors to decipher important things. “yes,” “no,” crying, smiling, laughing, and a few others.

- Obviously, you eventually come to terms with the fact you’ll never be able to get away and you do kinda like him, so you accept it.

- He’s completely feral, but mostly he’s like a cute, exo-skeletoned cat. But over two feet taller than you and strong enough to rip you in half without exerting much effort.

- Extremely demanding. You will be forced to drop what you’re doing and snuggle him or do whatever else he wants at any given moment.

- He’s never had a mate before (female drider are dominant and it kinda scares him a little and he absolutely will never admit that) so he’s ecstatic to have someone, even if it’s hard to communicate at first.

- Every time he brings back stuff he’s’ killed for you he gets really chirpy and excited when you approve. He does not and will not ever understand why you’d burn it over fire before eating but he also can’t imagine you sucking all the blood out like he does, so he won’t judge.

- At night he sleeps on his back, the more spiderlike portion of his body curls up so he’s flat against the bed (a hammock made of silks) and he’ll have you lay on top of him, preferably straddling him for easy access in the morning.

- Sometimes he finds little presents to bring you. A fair amount of the time it’s a forgotten water bottle or some other garbage, but he just looks so happy and eager to please you can’t reject it. Occasionally he’ll bring you jewelry or a beautiful stone, though.

- His hair is long and he doesn’t take care of it, but if you sit behind him and tend to it and braid it for him it’ll be really silky and soft. He purrs a little at the contact and gentle attention, but if you try to call him on it he’ll pout and insist he doesn’t make such sounds.

- He’s not the best at actually making stuff with his silk, but he’ll give you as much as you want if you wanna make clothes or jewelry or anything else. And if he sees you making a lot of certain things, he’ll try to do it too and give it to you.

NSFW

- Drider don’t really go into heat or anything, but in the spring he gets excited a little more easily and any time he can smell your arousal it’ll send him into a frenzy. It’s not helped by the fact he touches you all the time, even just on the face or shoulder, but the contact sends shivers across your skin.

- The second you give him the green light to start having sex, be prepared to not walk much or leave the nest at all for weeks. He’ll pound you for hours, overstimulating himself until he’s sobbing but continuing anyway.

- He’ll still want to do it often after the initial haze, but he does calm down a lot. He gets overexcited most of the time, purring and drooling and filling you up over and over.

- He can and will use his webs to keep you still and tie you up into neat positions, vulnerably hanging like a ripe piece of fruit for him to devour.

- He’s overprotective, and if any of his drider friends come around and get too friendly he’s not above fucking you in front of them to prove a point.

- It’s not physically possible, but he will never stop trying to get you pregnant. He’s very convinced that if he fucks you enough eventually you’ll have a clutch of eggs and some little fluffy kids.

- He’ll shove his face between your legs and eat you out until you cry at regular intervals, but the idea of a blowjob is foreign to him until you wrap your lips around his leaking cock the first time. After that, he’ll want it pretty often and he’ll purr really loud if you kiss and lavish affection on it.

- After sex he gets more cuddly than usual and refuses to let you up from his embrace. He’ll lick you clean and if you’re insistent he’ll take you to a stream to actually bathe.

#shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki tomura #tenko shimura #drider shigaraki #drider #monster shigaraki #shigaraki smut

[triggerhappyimagines]

If it's okay could I request how the dr3 boys would react to their s/o being accidentally shrunk during one of Miu's experiments or something? I thought it would be a good opportunity for lots of fluff and protectiveness hehE

this was actually very fun to write, thank you for requesting anon!! also, i apologize if some of these scenarios sound repetitive, i wrote the ones i had instant ideas for first, and then sort of left myself stuck trying to think of something for the others that didn’t sound exactly like everything else i’d already written...

also, just for fun, i decided to write a little scenario for Miu, too! i hadn’t planned on it at first, but her involvement in this particular request made me want to write for her and i couldn’t help myself,,,, this is my first time writing an imagine-type thing for her so i can only hope i did her justice aha~

warnings: a little bit of swearing

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Shuichi Saihara

— VERY CONCERNED!!! VERY VERY CONCERNED!!!

— you’re so small!! what if you get lost?! what if someone steps on you?! what if you fall off something and die?! what if-

— you’ll have to calm him down before he gives himself an aneurysm lol

— somehow he’s more worried than you are. Miu says she’ll be able to get you back to normal in no time, so why shouldn’t you trust her? Shuichi could give you about a thousand reasons but that’s beside the point

— if it were up to him he would hold you and not let go unless he absolutely has to in order to make sure you don’t get hurt or stuck somewhere but obviously that’s unrealistic

— to an extent, it’s cute how worried he is about you, but it does get annoying from time to time

— i mean, you’re shrunk, not stupid. you know to stay away from edges of tables and other things you could fall from, not to wander off, etc.

— but as frustrating as Shuichi can be you really can’t get upset with him because dammit he’s so cute when he gets protective and you love him so so much

Rantaro Amami

— honestly he’s not super concerned at first

— he trusts you to be careful and not get yourself killed, and he trusts Miu to get you back to normal somehow, so why should he be worried?

— though he’ll still be pretty chill for the most part, he will start to be more protective of you when he starts to fully process the sheer number of tragic deaths you could succumb to in your current shrunken state

— this protectiveness takes the form of him offering you way more assistance than you need

— it’s nice that you want to help out, rantaro, but your s/o doesn’t need you to help them find something to sit on, c’mon now

— he kind of enjoys the way you literally fit right into the palm of his hands

— additionally, there’s now a very small, feral urge in the back of his mind to brush and style your hair like his sisters always used to do with their dolls

— he’ll probably never mention it, but don’t be too surprised if he all of a sudden takes a strong liking to playing with your hair once you’re back to normal

Kokichi Ouma

— did you expect him to treat this situation with the proper concern and caution it deserves? because if so i have bad news for you-

— he thinks it’s so funny how small you are

— like, so funny Miu has to physically intervene to get him to stop cracking up at your tiny form

— obviously you don’t think it’s as funny as he does

— right away he’s thinking of ways he could use your size to his advantage to mess with somebody

— at one point he decides it would be really funny to pretend he’s going to step on you which essentially translates to pretending he’s going to murder you but once you chew him out and explain to him how mean that was he actually feels really bad for upsetting you

— while he’s nowhere near as small as you are now, Kokichi is a rather petite guy, so the size difference between the two of you isn’t quite as drastic as it is between you and the taller guys

— since he’s a little less likely to accidentally smush you, he’s able to sorta cuddle you as if you were a small stuffed animal

— and btw being gently held and all snuggled up in his arms like that??? HEAVEN. LITERAL HEAVEN

Gonta Gokuhara

— if i had to choose someone who’s the least likely to accidentally get you killed while you’re shrunk, it would be Gonta

— i mean, he handles bugs that are much smaller and delicate than you are now, and if he can take such good care of them, obviously he’ll be able to take care of you no problem!

— you draw the line at him putting you in the little bug box he carries with him, though. you’re a human being, not a beetle!

— he likes to have you sit on his shoulders! they’re so broad that there’s plenty of room for you, too

— his hair is long enough for you to hang onto it to keep your balance if you need to!

— being so tiny also really puts into perspective just how gentle Gonta is

— yes, you’ve seen firsthand how he’s able to handle delicate little insects, and he’s always gentle with you, too, but being in the position of an insect in the palm of his hand, so to speak, is so much different

— you’ve never had anyone touch you with so much care, solicitude, and just pure love before and it’s honestly the most incredible feeling in the world

K1-B0

— another very concerned boy

— (s/o) is tiny???? how??? WHY??? HUH??

— at he’s pretty concerned about his knowledge of how humans work and fears he knows much less than he thought

— nobody ever told him they could shrink!!! he didn’t know humans could do that!! that’s because they can’t, kiibo, but i appreciate the concern

— once you explain what happened to him - how you were helping Miu out when her current experiment decided to malfunction and go apeshit, making you the size of a doll in the process - he’s a little less confused but also a lot more angry

— he makes sure to give Miu a thorough lecture on lab safety! he can’t have his s/o getting hurt just by being in the same room as her!!

— don’t worry, he’ll simmer down once you assure him that you’re okay!

— similar to Gonta, Kiibo is very careful with you! he knows you’re much more fragile than he is under normal circumstances, but now that you’re so little he’s even more worried about how susceptible to injury you are

— when he holds you or touches you, he does so with the utmost precision and care, as if you’re made of glass and would shatter if he laid his hands on you incorrectly

— he won’t tell you this, but he’s really looking forward to the day Miu is able to get you back to normal just so he won’t need to be so anxious about your safety anymore

— it’s hard work worrying about the person you love!!

Kaito Momota

— another one who’s probably not as phased by the situation as he should be

— but when Miu told him that she’d accidentally shrunk his s/o, he didn’t think that meant "i shrunk your s/o and don’t have a way fix it at this point in time"

— so when he realizes that now he has to help make sure you don’t, idk, die, he’s a little annoyed. not with you, though!

— i mean, technically he doesn’t *have* to help you out, but it would be a real dick move if he didn’t lol

— he lets you sit up on his shoulder, or in the pocket of his jacket!

— at first he doesn’t totally process that you’re a little more fragile than usual, so he may accidentally manhandle you from time to time

— just be sure to tell him if he’s holding you strangely, or if you’re starting to get uncomfy

— his priority is making sure you’re taken care of and he's not about to let himself of all people get in the way of that!!

Korekiyo Shinguuji

— he’s very worried about you, but he’ll try to hide it

— the last thing he wants to do is make your situation more stressful than it needs to be by fussing over you to no end

— it’s not that he doesn’t think you can take care of yourself anymore! he just doesn’t think the world is safe enough for you anymore!

— if you catch on to his anxiety and decide to question him about it, he’ll most likely go off on a tangent about how ‘humans are at the top of the food chain’ and ‘there’s a reason most predators are large and most prey is small’ and ‘in nature small creatures are naturally put in constant danger" or something

— while you may not necessarily appreciate him comparing you to a small prey animal, you know his heart is in the right place

— he just wants to protect you!!

— Kiyo has pretty large, slender hands, and you fit in his palm rather comfortably

— under normal circumstances, he’s incredibly gentle with you, and his delicacy of his touches increases tenfold now that you’re so tiny

— in a strange way, it almost feels like he handles you the same way he would handle some sort of fragile, ancient artifact that could be destroyed with just the smallest slip of the hand

— frankly, it’s a bit of an unusual sensation, albeit in a good way!! it’s nice to be touched so gently, y’know?

Ryoma Hoshi

— he’s glad to have a chance to be the tall one in the relationship... lol i’m jk... or am i?

— unlike the other guys, Ryoma doesn’t really dote on you and assume you need his help for everything, mostly because he knows firsthand what it’s like to be so much smaller than someone

— he doesn’t really like being treated like he’s helpless, or needs constant aid from taller people, so he’s mindful of the way he responds to the situation as not to end up behaving exactly like those who frustrate him to no end

— of course if you need him for anything, whether it’s helping you go from one place to another, or just wanting some love from your boyfriend, he’s always right there for you!

— however, sometimes he needs to go get someone taller than him to help you out with something, which he really Does Not Enjoy™️, so before you ask him to help you get something from up high (by your current standards, ofc) be sure to ask yourself if it really can’t wait until you’re back to normal lol

— like with Kokichi, the size difference between you and Ryoma isn’t all that drastic compared to some of the others, so he also manages to cuddle you without much issue. it’s a little awkward at first, but at least there’s no fear he might accidentally lay on top of you and squish you to death

— perks of having a boyfriend who’s 3’5", y’know?

Miu Iruma

— you’ve always enjoyed helping Miu out in her lab, and it isn’t uncommon for her to request your assistance with something, but up until now nothing has ever really... gone wrong in there, at least not majorly

— somehow, whatever shrinking device she’d been working on decided to have an absolute freak attack and target you, not the watermelon she was about to test it on, and now you’re about ten times smaller than you should be

— at least it works... right?

— she’s very apologetic and honestly feels so incredibly guilty that she could have possibly let something like this happen to you

— you’re honestly not very upset at first. she can fix it and you’ll be back to normal in no time, right? ...right?

— now is not the best time for Miu to be telling you about how she hasn’t yet developed a way to reverse the shrinking properties of her latest invention, but unfortunately she doesn’t really have another choice

— in the meantime, she takes it upon herself to whip up a few things to make your new life as a tiny person easier until she can dedicate her time to finding out how to get you back to normal

— you’re a little surprised at the sheer amount of robotic tools and gadgets provided to you that she just had laying around, as well as how quickly she’s able to throw together little devices to help you get around quicker, or reach things up high

— if there was any doubt that she was truly upset that her experimentation could have gone so wrong, it all vanishes the second she places her lips on your head (you may be small but that’s not going to stop her from kissing you!!) and says she’s never going to let herself put you in harms way ever again

— she loves you more than anything in the world, and would spend the rest of her life trying to undo the damage she caused if she had to! that’s how much you mean to her <3

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