reareaotakubackup

[reareaotakubackup]

Yandere Superman Headcanons

He's a hero, that's him... Always the hero. He can't be selfish or desire things that do not belong him to him

So why was he watching you?

Great question... He wishes he had an answer

He's attracted to the damsel in distress type

He just loves being the hero

Sometimes- He puts you in danger, without realizing it obviously

Of course he doesn't want you to get hurt, but it's like... well, it's like an unconious part of him that does it. He's not even aware he's a problem

He's not so sure why he's so infatuated with you. He wonders if it's part of his Kryptonian heritage? No one else feels this intensity that he does

He's a stalker He's a hero, so of course he wants to make sure you're okay... That's his job

Okay, so maybe he's gone over a line... Sneaking into your house while you slept wasn't really 'heroic' but he had to make sure you were breathing. Sure, he had super hearing, but being this close- Well, it was just different.

He knows he's gone to far, but he can't stop. It's gotten out of control

He's freaking out- You were tied up at the Fortress of Solitude- You weren't supposed to be there! Why were you there! Oh right- Because some guy- That Olsen guy- was getting a little to close. He just needed time, but now... Well, now it's to late

But it's okay; He's Superman! You'll learn to love him eventually

[reareaotakubackup]

Yandere! Mean! Mark Grayson Headcanons

A/n: I don't know if I love a mean or soft/pathetic Mark more. Also, might make one on Eve and/or Amber too, cause I love them too. Also, ngl I've kind of been inspired to write this because of the Puppy Love Series by @arieswritez

Bully- Bully- BULLY!!! He's so mean for literally no reason

In this AU, he developed his powers sooner- But like slowly

You met as children on the co-ed softball team. He was so shy and nervous and you couldn't help but want to be friendly to him. At that point, he was receptive and nice back. You became close friends

Debbie adored you, because she saw how close you and Mark were and she thought he really needed friends, especially with the way how his father is

Then one day everything changes. You were going against another team and Mark was at bat when he hit the ball and it practically flew into space. Everyone was mesmerized and shocked-

"What the fuck-" The coach looks at Mark, before yelling for him to run

He got his powers- This was an exciting moment for him

He kind of wanted to tell you, hoping you'd be excited for him, but his father told him no

You stopped seeing him a lot in the neighborhood, but when you did, it seemed his personality shifted. He wasn't the nice boy you had met on your softball team

He grew resentful towards you, because while he had once been excited for his powers, it was starting to become draining. Knowing that you were living your life excitedly, unaffected by the world he knew- Well, it just wasn't fair...

You sorted reconnected when you got into high school. Sorta, because he kind of forced his way into your life- By being a fucking bully

He took every opportunity to make fun of you, shove you into a locker or taunt you

You weren't sure why he was like this, but no one was stopping him. Why would they believe you over perfect, popular Mark? You're nothing compared to him- And he makes sure you know that. He will drag you until you feel like nothing

He's always watching you for some reason. Or at least you think he's watching you... At school... But sometimes at home you can't shake the feeling of your hair sticking up... Is someone watching you in your room

Mark is an angry, jealous guy- Obviously- and he doesn't want you to feel a second of happiness. He just can't stand when you're giggling with some girl- Was her name Amber? Eve? Kate? Rae? Who cares, you looked enamored and happy. He hated it.

Whoever the girl was, he would make sure to dispose of her, even if it's Eve

You were saddened when your newly acquainted friend had just disappeared on you

Imagine your horror and disgust when her body was found in a shallow lake terribly disfigured. Who would do such a thing???

Mark starts acting strange after the incident... Like nicer to you

The icky jealous feeling that Mark usually feels, well it's changing

When you smile up at him, he doesn't feel the need to ruin your happiness...

You're smiling at him.... You're smiling.... At him?

Wow, he feels... Strange... and possessive

Great job, now instead of hating you, he wants you locked away where only he can be in your life.

[reareaotakubackup]

Opossum on our back porch...

[reareaotakubackup]

Rick Sanchez Headcanons

You are one disgusting freaky person

You probably met on one of Rick & Morty’s many adventures

First thought of him? ‘Ew, gross old man.’

You know… You kinda look like his dead wife, he tells you, which why the fuck would he say that. But the reality is he just blurted it out. He would never say that in his right mind.

He does test to make sure you’re really not Diane. Morty is confused af, because why is his grandpa seemingly obsessed with this young women

It’s too late to act as if you’ve never known him, because he’s hooked on the feeling of seeing his dead wife. It hurts, but you’re alive. You’re so very alive and it’s like an adrenaline rush for him

He tried making talk with you, but you’d get along better with Morty, cause you’re closer in age

Maybe he should make himself younger? Just a thought. He won’t do it… For now

He tries to convince you to go on an adventure with him and his grandson

“Get in a car with a very old man and his loser grandson? Fun.” You roll your eyes and sigh

He’s gonna get ya, don’t worry. He lives for the chase

[reareaotakubackup]

Luka Couffaine Headcanons

Tw: Slight! Yandere Tendencies

Literally so caring and loving. Like you’ll never find someone better

You don’t have to lie or anything to him because he’s quick to understand your situation

If you have anger problems or get frustrated easily etc etc, you’ve got lucky. He’s very patient and is willing to find a way to bring you back down to earth

Some might say he’s too good for you, but even he has his faults. Faults he hopes you never sees

He’s enamored with you. Almost obsessively so. No matter what you do, he’s just absolutely smitten

You can do no wrong

He’s very attentive and knows all of your likes and dislikes

If you don’t like someone, well neither does he

You could have the perfect life with him- As long as you’ll be his forever

[reareaotakubackup]

Dick Grayson Headcanons

I wish I could like comments cause sometimes idk what to say

‘What a guy’ You’d think on your first meeting; You found him charming, likable and quite an energetic human to be around

Could not be further truth- He's an everybody kind of guy

Like seriously. He's a passed guy. Homie hopper if you will. He just likes the people liking him. If everyone loves him, it satisfies his ego

The thought you didn't like him, it would drive him insane

Why don't you like him? Is something wrong with you? Oh God, is something wrong with him? Oh, god, what's wrong with him?

He needs you to like him! Whatever it takes

He comes in your job and tries to talk you up

You don't give him much attention, because you... You know... Had to do your job

He becomes annoyed… But then he takes it as a challenge. You’re testing him, right? Well don’t worry, he’ll beat this challenge and you’ll be all his-

[reareaotakubackup]

A Storm Brewing

Summary: Wednesday has never been jealous or at least that's what he tells himself. CW: Male! Wednesday Addams, Jealousy

He wonders if you can feel his glare from across the courtyard. You had to, because it seemed you got even gidder. It only made him angrier, but it just fit in with his neutral face.

You felt a stare and you looked around before spotting the culprit. It was Wednesday. Most people would think Wednesday just had his regular bitch face on, but you knew him better than regular people. He was pissed, more so than usual.

You frowned, your eyes scanning the court yard. Was he glaring at you?

“So what do you think, Y/n?”

You look back at Enid, who was showing you pictures of the girl he was talking- The one with snake hair.

“Um- Yeah. No, I see it. She’s pretty.”

Enid’s brows scrunched together and he tilts his head. “What are you looking at?” He looks around the courtyard, before he too sees Wednesday. “Oh…” He frowns, before looking at you.

Enid, a lot like you, was able to tell when Wednesday wasn’t happy. He could sense the negative energy Wednesday was clearly sending their way.

“I think Wednesday is mad.”

You give an Enid a dead panned stare, as he leans on his hand.

“Why do you think he’s mad?”

“Are you serious?”

He gives you a confused look and you started to realize why Wednesday liked Enid. Enid was stupid and naive.

“I’m sure it’s nothing. I’ll talk to him later.”

“That’s a good idea. He’s always liked you more than me.” Enid laughs, a bright smile over taking his face as he waved to Wednesday, who does not recuperate.

[reareaotakubackup]

Since Shadow has been overtaking my feed- unsure why- here’s some Headcanons

You found Shadow in an Alley, muddy and soaked. You thought he was some kind of dog and picked him up, taking him to your car and heading home

As you open your door, you quickly take him to your bathroom and fill the tub with warm water. You him to yourself as you slowly put him in. He wakes up and starts freaking out

You scream when he talks and he freaks out cause he doesn’t know where he is. It takes a while before you both calm down and he’s just sitting in the tub like

He explains to you that he’s a hedgehog from outer space. You’re a little lost, but you try to understand…

He’s really cute, so you keep him around. He’s so fluffy and you love cuddling him

At first he hates it and tries to fight you, but soon succumbs to the cuddling

He’s just so furry and cute, you want to squeeze his cute little cheeks

He has a constant grouchy face, but secretly he enjoys the attention

He sleeps in his own bed, saying he needs some space, since you coddle him, but sometimes he’ll sneak into your bed and cuddle into you

You’d think for a hedgehog that wants to destroy the world, he wouldn’t be so attached

But as long as your on this planet, he won’t destroy it

He does ‘Upsies’ when he doesn’t want to walk anymore

Don’t let his cuteness fool you, because he will use it to get what he wants

He wants dessert for dinner? You say no? He gives you puppy dog look and you can’t help but give him what he wants

He’s very protective of you. He doesn’t want to lose you like he’s lost others

He doesn’t like when you leave for work. He just wants you to stay with him forver

He likes when you read to him. The human imagination is something he never expected

You live to hear his stories as well

And he can’t help but think you’re perfect

He likes laying in your laundry and smell your clothes. Loves rubbing himself in your scent

[reareaotakubackup]

My Lover is an Alien

Summary: Having a complicated relationship with Mark was hard enough without him being half alien. Tw: Angry Mark, Trying to Breakup with Mark, Unhappy Relationship… Kind of…. Angst??

[Did yall know people with Bipolar are 70% more likely to drop-out of college compared to their peers?]

(I slight fried/burnt my arm on the top of my oven and god I hate ovens- but I also love that they cook my food… But so hot)

You liked Mark, like a lot. He meant the world to you and you were sure he knew that but sometimes you felt like a back burner on his life. At first, you didn’t blame him because he was a superhero… kind of? But after a while, it got unbearable.

You’d have dates that he’d cancel on because of a villain attack. Watching a movie? Bad guys are approaching. Taking a walk? Not anymore-

He explains that he does it for you and it makes you feel selfish, but could you really be blamed? Who wouldn’t want just one day with their boyfriend with no interruptions?

You had finally decided that it would be best if you broke up. It was a last resort, but you couldn’t take it anymore. You wanted a present partner and Mark wasn’t that.

—-

You invited Mark over to your place, of which he graciously accepted. He was excited to finally spend time with his girlfriend. Little did he know that you were going to break up with him.

The night started off smooth, Mark didn’t suspect a thing. But then he started to get a little suspicious. You were too calm, and you weren’t mentioning how he always went off on your dates. He understand that it can be frustrating, he’ll it frustrates him too. but he has to deal with it. 

He tried scoping out the conversation- but you were not budging. You waited till it was late and he was finally ready to leave.

“Mark, I need to tell you something.”

He felt like Spider-Man with the way his body just tingled. This wasn’t good. It never was. He could feel the sweat drip from his forehead as he tilted his head slightly. “About what?”

“Us. I want a break.”

His whole world seemed to crash at your statement. What do you mean? Break up?

As if you could read his mind, you continued. “We’re not necessarily breaking up, but we’re not together either. You need to figure out what you want, Mark. I would wait for you for a thousand years, but I don’t want you to be with me and give my hopes up that you’ll come to me. At least let me free for now.”

His mind with blank. He couldn’t think, couldn’t blink, couldn’t breathe. what was supposed to say? It felt like you were stabbing him in the heart. Where are you doing this on purpose? You had to be. Why else would you hurt him in this way?

God, he wanted to hurt someone or something. Just release the frustration. How could this happen. But as he saw you look away from him, a tear stream down your face he understood why. He just wasn’t a good boyfriend.

[reareaotakubackup]

What a Douche

Summary: Judd is such a douche and sometimes you feel like he's 10x worse to you than he is to others. TW: Implied! Bully! Judd, --- [ Indicator to beginning/end of Flashback], Short, Probably bad forgot what I wanted to do with this story NGL

Judd isn't your typical bully. Bully's usually targeted like one person or a specific group, but Judd was a dick to everyone, no matter who they were and what they'd done. He wasn't nice to anyone, even his whole family and it almost made you wonder why people put up with him.

Though, sometimes you almost feel like a Stockholm victim, because he'll act different and you'll briefly feel a certain way. Like when you were stuck in a whole in a ski resort.

---

You looked down the mighty hill, feeling your heart drop to your ass. It was steep… Like really steep. You looked around seeing no one near and you thought maybe you should just leave.

So, that’s what you tried to do, but as you moved your foot up, you accidentally slipped and started falling backwards; fast.

You scream as you tumble down the large hill, before finally banging into a large hole. You rub your head, your eyes starry, before looking at the top. God, you wouldn’t be able reach it on your own. You tried screaming for help, but no one was around.

Or so you thought.

“Ha. Look at you.”

You groaned when hearing the familiar voice. Maybe it was better to just stay and die in this hole.

To your surprise, a rope is thrown down. You look up at Judd who was just looking at you like he’d rather you die.

“Well, hurry up. I have places to be.”

—-

It was surprising… You didn’t know he had a heart, but it quickly died when he ditched you on that hill after you got out of the hole. Though you didn’t really blame him cause you didn’t really want to talk to him either.

You never understood Judd’s wishy washy nature with you, but you realized that he was only like that with you. It was like when you needed help he was there, but when you were all good he was back to evil Judd and you were never quite sure why.

[reareaotakubackup]

You're Mine

Summary: After having your car die in the middle of the pouring rain, who wouldn't go in the car with a random man? Well- Maybe you should have thought before deciding to work for this man; Stanley Pines. Tw: Yandere, Power Imbalances, Older Men/Younger Woman, Con Man Stan You wouldn't know it by looking at it, but I've been working on this for months-

You were stuck in the middle of nowhere covered in mud, your car broke down, and it was pouring down rain. Your phone was dead, so you couldn't even call a tow truck. You were completely and utterly lost... Maybe this was how you were going to die.

You looked around the dark woods before sighing. This is how people died. Some freaky shit would come out of the woods and eat you alive.

You had no idea where you were, but if you had to guess, probably some shitty small town was near by. You wondered if you could walk to it and maybe find someone to help you?

That was when you were flashed by bright car lights. You groaned as they slowly pulled up and that's when you were met by an older man. He rolls down the window, a cigar in his mouth.

"Damn. You look like shit."

Your eyebrows scrunch as he takes a long drag of his cigar. He blows out a heavy puff of smoke, before a silence overtakes you both.

"So what? You going to let me stand in the rain or are you going to offer me a ride jackass."

There was a few seconds of silence, before he offers you a ride.

---

You would have felt bad about getting his nice leather seats dirty, but he told you you'd clean them, and you instantly felt no sympathy. You push your bag inbetween your legs. Your books barely peaked out and you were quick to cover them up, not wanting him to see them.

"So, do you always pick up young women in the middle of the night."

"Just the ugly ones."

"Like you can talk."

He lets out a laugh, "Well you asked. Speaking of, what are you doing out here anyway?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"Maybe, but I asked first."

You hum, before answering him. "I was heading up to the mountains to meet some ancient relatives." You look over at him. "Hmm.. I think they're probably a bit younger than you."

"Ha, you got jokes huh. You're lucky I'm nice."

You don't believe that.

"You couldn't have picked a worse time to have your car break down. The tow yard won't be opened until Tuesday."

"Tuesday? That's next week?"

"Yeah, someone- Haha, you won't believe it, but someone broke in!" He laughs like it's the funniest thing in the world. You had speculation that he was the 'someone'.

"Why would someone break into a tow yard."

"Probably for parts... I'd imagine.”

"Uhuh." You look around the car, before spotting a charger. "Can I use your charger."

He looks over where you gestured and rolled his eyes before swaying his hands, "Yeah, yeah. I don't care."

"Gotta call my relatives. Tell them I've met someone older than them."

"You know you won't be young forever."

"Compared to you I might."

"Ha! Wow, you're good. I like you."

"Can't imagine the feeling is mutual for many others you like."

"Ha! God, you're going to be great in Gravity Falls."

"Gravity Falls?"

---

You pull up to what you can only describe as a tourist trap. "Mystery hack?"

"It's supposed to say Shack."

"Right. What is Mystery Shack?"

"Do you have 20 dollars?"

"Uh..." You dig through your pocket, pulling out a crinkled 20$, of which he snatches.

"Let me show you." He leads you inside, but not before you ask him for his name. "Stan, unless you're a cop then I'm Steve Pinington."

"Oh, so you're a criminal.''

He laughs, "Ha! Funny, look, here's a rock that looks like a face rock."

You scrunch your eyes, looking at the rock before slowly nodding. "I uh, guess that's true."

"Oh, look, a fairy!"

He gestures to what you would consider terrible taxidermy. You then look at him unimpressed.

"What about the invisible man?" He gestures to nothing with a sign saying 'The Invisible man.'

You were a bit more impressed, but not much.

"Say, what did you say your name was?"

"I didn't, but it's Y/n. Unless your a cop then it's Stephanie."

"Oh, call back. I love those," He laughs, shaking his head. "Oh, look a crystal ball."

He leans on a table with a cheap looking ball. You give him a questioning look, before looing back at him.

"Is this a tourist trap, Stan?"

He laughs, shaking his head. "No, ha! Of course not!"

"No, I think it is," You tap the glass that had a mermaid looking creature. "You're a con man."

"No, I'm not and I find offense to that."

"Oh my god, you're a con man!"

"Oh, please. I am not a con man. I'm giving the people what they pay for."

"That's ridiculous. Who's stupid enough to believe this stuff is real?"

"You wouldn't believe the kind of suckers that land in Gravity Falls."

"Right. Hey, so Tuesday the Tow yard?"

"Yep."

"Are there any hotels or something out here?"

Stan laughs, grabbing the table, so he didn't fall. "God, you are so funny!" Then, as if he could smell the money, he quirks up. "You know, I have an extra room here, my niece and nephew used to stay in when they lived out here last summer-"

"You have nieces and nephews? There's more of you?"

He rolls his eyes, but holds out his hand. "50 bucks a night and it's all yours."

"God, you are such a money sucking jerk. Do you take card?"

---

You pick at the food. You had forgotten your food in the car and gracefully, Stan offered to take you to a diner in town. Not so kindly, he had you pay, but it was whatever.

"What you don't like pancakes?"

You looked up at Stan, a little taken a back. "Uh, there fine, I guess. I haven't eaten pancakes since I was a kid."

"You look pretty young. How long ago is kid?"

"I'm sure everything is young compared to you. I'm 21, how old are you?"

"Hasn't anyone ever told you not ask people their ages?"

You roll your eyes, but continue to pick at the food.

"You know, this place may look like trash, but the food is good."

"Yeah I guess I'm just not hungry."

"More for me then." He grabs your plate and chows down as you lean on your hand and sigh. This was going to be a long week.

---

Stan had promised to take you back by your car, so you could get your things [Like insurance and registration] and he told you he could look at the car for a fee you to check what's wrong. He said that it's possible he could fix it, but he would still need a tow truck to pull it to the Mystery Shack.

You had called your relatives last night, telling them the situation, being very non-specific about who helped you, because you didn't want them to be worried about you being alone with a man.

Speaking of, it was hard for you to get any sleep- And just as you closed your eyes, the sunlight from the morning rise peaked in your room. You groaned, rolling over, before grabbing your phone.

The blaring white 7:00 blinded your eyes. You leaned on the bed, messing with your hair, before looking over to your bag. You were thankful you had brought some pjs and other clothes with you, so you didn't have to wear your drenched clothes all night.

You changed your clothes and headed outside, but your shoulders slumped when realizing Stan wasn't up. You thought old people loved to be up early. Wasn't that their thing?

"Can I help you?"

You turned around, a little surprised. It was Stan? You think? He looked like Stan, but different. Like more, clean? If that makes sense.

"Wow, Stan, you clean up nicely. I'm impressed."

The man looks at you confused, tilting his head, almost like a dog. "I'm sorry, do I know you?"

"Is that like a small town joke? We met last night remember? Do you have like dementia or something?"

"Um, not that I'm aware of."

Before the conversation can continue, you hear a groan and you looked over and it was... Stan?

"Stan...? Stan?" You gestured between the two men and the other not-Stan? is quick to answer your obvious question.

"Twins. I'm Ford, he's Stan."

"Oh! Oh... Ew.. Another Stan.."

"Okay, wow, rude." Stan pipes up, taking a drag of a cigar, before putting it out.

Ford rolls his eyes, "Don't worry. We're nothing alike. We just look alike."

"Got it." You look at Stan. "Are you ready to go?"

"Damn, give me a second." He leans back, cracking his back.

"Were are you going?" Ford looks back at his brother, causing Stan to roll his eyes and lean his arms on his knee.

"When did you get so nosy?" He chuckles.

You now roll your eyes. "My car broke down last night and Stan gave me a lift. We're going back to get some stuff and so he can see if he can find out what's wrong with it."

"You? Helping someone? For free?" Ford laughs.

"God forbid I be nice." Stan finally stands up before gesturing towards you to get in his car.

"Yeah the only free thing you've done for me." You mumbled under your breath, mostly to yourself, but Ford caught it.

"You made her pay to stay here?"

Stan looks at his brother from over the car hood, smirking, "It was 50 bucks. It wasn't a big deal. She'll be fine."

Ford glares at his brother, but turns to you, grabbing your shoulder lightly, "Don't give him any money to stay here. You can stay. What jerk would make a young, vulnerable girl sleep outside. Besides, there isn't anywhere else for you to stay."

"Wow, thanks, Ford. You're right, you are different from Stan."

---

"You're brother's nice."

"You always so interested in older men?"

You could tell it was a joke, but it was also a personal jab. You roll your eyes, sighing and leaning back into the leather seats. "I was being nice, maybe you try it sometime."

"Yeah, whatever dollface."

"Dollface? Really?"

"Would you rather me call you shit face?"

"Dollface is fine."

---

"I'm surprised no one broke in or anything."

"Ha, no one takes these roads very often. There probably won't be another car going this way for weeks."

"Really assuring, Stan."

"It should be. You don't have to worry about someone breaking in."

"Right. I just have to worry about the con man looking at it."

"Please, I'm not going to steal this hunk of ju-" He stops himself when seeing the shiny dice you had on your mirror. "Ohhh!"

"Don't even think about it."

"I wasn't!" He rolls his eyes, shutting your door, but not before popping the hood.

---

"So what's wrong with it?"

"Well," He begins, closing the hood. "Your engine is blown."

"That's fun. You wouldn't have happened to stolen a car engine, huh?"

He laughs, shaking his head. "Ha, for that piece of junk. No way."

You glare at him, but he chooses to ignore you. Instead he hums, and taps his car wheel.

"Is that all that's wrong with the car?"

He laughs, yet again, before coughing into his hand. He shrugs, "I mean there are a few other problems, but they're easy fixes."

"Uhuh. If you say so."

"Don't worry, I'll have you out of this town before the end of the month."

"It's the 5th-"

---

You sigh, staring at the ceiling. The dark night leaked into your room from the window, the only light being the moon reflecting on your face. You groan, sitting up. You feel something beneath your feet and you looked down to see a book?

You picked it up, before dusting off the title. It looked like a photo album. You hummed, debating the morality of looking through someone else's photo album, before deciding that you would just take a tiny peak.

You flipped through the pages, realizing they were college photos. Stan didn't seem like the type to go to college, so you thought it was probably Ford. There was a photo of Ford with some guy and some other photos.

You tilted your head when examining a photo, before your eyes widen when realizing that it was your college! And the guy in the photo was Stanford Pines- THE Stanford Pines. Many of his theories and works were used in your college.

You couldn't believe it. Just down the stairs lived a man who's theories shaped much of your life and broadened your horizon. Many of his papers had shaped you in ways you had never thought possible.

---

You waited by Ford's room, hoping he would leave his room sometime soon. You really wanted to talk to him and you weren't sure how. When he finally left and passed you, you were thrilled.

He gave you a strange look, confused on your sudden excitement. You couldn't possibly hold in your enthusiasm.

"You're Stanford Pines. You're like super famous- Well, maybe not super famous, but I've seen your theories, uh.. At my school- BMU! God, no one would ever believe me, you're like so old. Like soooo sooo old!"

"Okay, you can stop," He practically sweatdropped.

"God, I thought you would have been like dead- Like super dead."

Ford frowns, trying to walk over you.

You grab your bag, pulling out some books, similar books to ones Ford study in college. He scrunches his eyes, grabbing the book from you before smiling to himself.

"Ah, yes. I had this book. How outdated." He frowns, tossing the book back to your bag. "So, you go to BMU?"

You groan, grimacing. "I went to BMU, but... It wasn't were I wanted to go... I don't think it was really for me."

He clicks his tongue, rubbing his chin, "Yeah, it wasn't my first choice either." He looks at his brother, who was sitting in his chair in the living room. "Obstacles got in my way."

You roll your eyes, nodding. "Yeah, no I get it. This jackass messed up my Thesis that was going to get me into Harvard. I was in the last call for getting accepted." You clench your fist before sighing and slouching.

"Harvard?"

You blush, avoiding eye contact. "Yeah. I wanted to be a lawyer."

"Lawyer? Where?"

You sigh, rolling your eyes at Stan's words, before looking back at him, but he just went back to the tv when realizing there was no police or lawyers.

Ford was about to comment, when your eyes widen at seeing his hands.

"You have six fingers!" You hadn't meant for it to come out, you just wanted to think it, but it just came out like word vomit.

He hides his hand, his face turning a dark red, which makes you blush. You quickly try to backtrack.

"I'm sorry. That was rude, I didn't mean for it to come out- I didn't even meant to say it all.."

"It's fine," He quickly reassures you.

You still felt bad and instead of just shutting up, you tried to change the tone. "I've never met anyone with six fingers- It's a dominant gene, did you know that? I mean, I'm sure you knew that- That was stupid. I don't know why I said that. But, you know it's cool." You grab his hand it compare it to yours, your eyes practically sparkling. Even if he hadn't had the extra finger, his hands were still considerably bigger than yours. "Really cool."

---

Stan takes you back to your car, finally able to hook it and take it back to the Shack. He tells you about the small town and that if anyone tells you crazy supernatual shit happens in Gravity Falls is lying.

You weren't planning to talk to the locals, but you did find his weird wording suspicious. It's not like you had anything better to do-

Conversation with Stan wasn’t easy, as you didn’t share much with the older man. Or at least, he tried to avoid conversation as much as possible. It kind of felt like he was hiding something… but what?

[reareaotakubackup]

Aizawa Shouta Headcanons

He’s so fine and at first he did not give a shit about you

In fact!!! He thought you were annoying af and would rather shoot himself than be in a room alone with you

He gets used to your shenanigans, but doesn’t like you

You just annoy him, like most people

It takes a while for him to warm up to you in the sense of he doesn’t completely ignore you

He likes that you don’t need him to speak to you for you to be satisfied with the conversation

You seem content on his nods and shakes and the occasional look

You kind of get him and he likes that

When Eri gets involved in his life, he warms up a little… it’s not much, but you notice it. You notice how he puts more into the conversation. He looks at you more when you talk. He actually hangs around you alone, without being forced to

He hates to admit it, but your company becomes nice. It’s comforting with the familiarity

He’s protective of you. Like sure, he doesn’t like you, but if anyone else is an ass to you, he’s quick to defend you. (But don’t make a big deal out of it, because then he’ll stop)

He likes your eyes. He likes the hope and joy you have- or maybe it’s the way they sparkle when the light shines on them. Maybe they’re just a nice e/c color. Who knows- but just keep looking at him

He slowly becomes more comfortable around you. Even hanging out with you outside of work

He notices little things about you that he had never noticed before. Like the way your eyes sparkle when you laugh. Or the way, the light bounces off your hair. And even the way your nose crinkles when you smile wide

He feels strange, he’s never felt this way before. He’s not entirely sure how to process these feelings. It’s nothing like anything he’s ever experienced. How is he supposed to handle these emotions?

He’d hate to admit that he is prone to jealousy, but how can he stop himself and seeing you get along with others? It’s not like you’re very social, that’s what brought you to Aizawa in the first place. You were both anti social

He’s not sure that is even jealousy. The guy is just ugly, yeah that’s what it is. Why waste your time with a fool?

He doesn’t stalk you per se, he’s just making sure you’re OK. What else is he supposed to do in a world full of villains?

Sure, he knows you can protect yourself, but he can protect you better

If you would tell him a year ago that he would be smitten with you, he’d laugh. Why you were nothing in his feeble mind. How stupid he was

You don’t need Aizawa to fight for your attention. You’re attracted to the drowsy, sleepy, messy man. Not to mention those abs

The first time you saw them, you nearly fainted. You wanted him so bad- in bed, every way

Hey, now you might have the chance, because he definitely feels the same

But 10x more extreme

[reareaotakubackup]

Long Gravity Falls Story Idea/Concept (Stan x Reader, Ford x Reader, Bill x Reader, One-Sided! Bill x Reader)

Let me know if anyone’s interested

Reader who made a deal with Bill back in the late 15th century (fleeing from Britain) and a similar relationship with bill as Ford did, but he (Bill) ends up trying to take Readers hand, even though that’s why she came to ‘America’ and her father sacrificed his soul to save Reader and she’s so devastated that she tries and successfully entraps Bill, but in the process has made herself immortal and she has the power to make deals for souls.

For a while it’s great- Until she realizes that she’s doing irreparable damage to man kind with her deals and around that time one of her ‘contract humans’ breaks the case that was keeping Bill and releases him into the world and she travels around before finally landing in Gravity Falls to entrap him again, but he already has a new victim… Stanford Pines.

Reader tries to talk Ford out of being buddies with Bill, but it’s to late and Bill already practically owns Ford. Before Reader can pull Bill from Ford’s mind, his stupid brother Stan ruins everything by trapping his brother in a multiple dimensional universe.

Now, she helps Stan rebuild the machine to not only bring Ford back but also Bill. But what she doesn’t know is that Bill can travel dimensions much easier than any human and while Ford is stuck, Bill was easily able to come back to Gravity Falls and has pulled some strings to occupy your summer with another set of twins to keep you away from Ford’s machines.

[reareaotakubackup]

I’m feeling kind, so here’s some pathetic Izuku Midoriya below the cut

Tw: NSFW

Midoriya is a pathetic guy. Like more so than an average guy. He just can’t help himself. He’s never felt the touch of a woman, but oh so desperately wants it, more than anything and is willing to do anything for it.

He’s never really had any friends, thanks to one guy. So, when you decide to be his friend he’s not sure how to act.

Can he touch you? God your chest against him, it’s so… different. It’s like he can feel everything all at once and it’s driving him crazy.

He wants to touch you everywhere. He push past you just to touch you, even if it’s just your hand. Literally give this boy anything- Truly just a touch and he’s down for literally anything.

He nearly cums at any touch, especially a hug. Your breast squeezing his pecks, god he might as well be touching your boobs with his bare skin with how his body is reacting.

How could he possibly stop himself. He has plenty of pictures of you that he can jerk to. Oh, please, he’s not the bad guy or a creep. He’s just… Well a guy. All guys like girls… Well, most do… Okay, some do.

He humps his pillow as if it’s you. He gets so slobbery and eyes watery. He’s such a baby, even when he’s not touching you.

If you could see him now, Izuku wonders if you’d laugh. Maybe you’d point and poke fun at his ‘problem’. The thought alone makes his cock harden again.

He’d do anything for even a taste of the nectar you provide. Just a sweet bite of the cookie- He’ll beg if he has to. He’ll do anything. God he’s sick. But he doesn’t care. He’ll do anything for the glorious sweet nectar- please please please please-!!!!

[reareaotakubackup]

A Miserable Song

Summary: You work on a ship when you hear a song calling to you

Since it’s Mermay- I’ve decided obviously

PT II: n/a

Your job was fine. It beats working with people. Sure, it was hard labor, tying knots, pulling things up, repairing broken parts, etc etc. You had to get over your seasickness, but after that, it wasn’t that bad.

Sure, the men were assholes who treated you like a child who didn’t know half the things they did (Which wasn’t true.) Their condescending and sexist remarks just pushed you forward to continue your work.

Though, sometimes you felt like you were trapped. You didn’t know if it was your never ending, dead job or the endless sea; You could never really tell.

But one night things changed. You had finished your chores and were heading to bed, when you swore you saw something swim by one of the windows. You just shook your head, blaming it on your lack of sleep and thought it was just a big fish and headed to your cabin.

As you close your door, you take a deep breath and lean against it. You slowly blink your eyes before going over to your bed and falling on top of it. You yawn before slowly closing your eyes. Yet, suddenly, a sound can be heard from the outside.

You paused, trying to listen for the melody again. But, there was nothing. You shrugged and went back to your bed.

—-

You tossed and turned throughout the night, not able to get the melody out of your head. It seemed as if it played through the night, haunting your dreams.

While you slept, a creature watched you through your window. His nocturnal glowing eyes watched you in the dark. He watched you struggle in your sleep, his eyes frowned. He didn’t understand why his song went affecting you.

He lightly hums, as you continue to toss and turn before you finally stretch and sit up. He quickly hides as you look towards the window.

Your eyes slowly adjust to your dark room, before realizing you had to go to the bathroom. You yawn and stand up, stretching out your back and heading to the bathroom.

As you wash your hands, you hear the melody again. Your brows frown as you slowly open the door of the bathroom. You look around, but nothings around. Maybe it was nothing… But then it gets louder.

You follow the sound, before you’re lead to the deck. You look over the side of the ship, when you see something glowing. Your eyes scrunch, before you pull back when splashed by water.

You wipe the water out of your eyes and look back and that’s when you see it. A human head looking up at you.

“Are you okay? Hold on-“

You rush to grab a lifebuoy, but when you looked back over, the person was grown.

“Huh?” You tilt your head and you look around when you see the creature again, it’s glowing eyes looking at you. “Are you alright?”

The creature giggles and pops back in the water. You lean back, looking around the ship, when you see a boat. It was for fishing closer to the ocean and you were sure you could see the creature if you were closer to it.

You lower the boat into the water before rowing to where the creature was. You look into the water, yelling when you see bright blue eyes looking at you. You cover your mouth as a hand grips the side of the boat. The thing pulls itself up and looks at you.

You scream, loudly, causing the creature to quickly cover his ears. He shook the boat, causing you to quickly stop and grip the boat. When you finally calm down, you finally get a good look at him.

He was a light pale, like a creature that got very little sun. His eyes were a bright blue and his face was soft and sharp, like a model. His hair was filled with dark ebony. It was short and framed his face.

As you were aweing his beauty, he smiled at you, showing off his sharp, pointy, triangle teeth. They looked like sharp teeth.

“Umm… Hello?”

He tilts his head, before clicking his tongue, almost as if he was trying to communicate with you.

“I can’t understand you…”

He frowns, before going back underwater. This was going to be a strange night.

[reareaotakubackup]

Yandere Shoto Todoroki Headcanons

Man does NOT play about his crush

Like you were his number one. And he is yours.

He’s usually pretty straight forward and blunt, but around you, he doesn’t really know what to do

He gets kind of awkward, more than usual. How could you blame him seeing as his parents didn’t have a good relationship

He’s very protective like will freeze a man if he even looks at you the wrong way 

He may not know exactly what he’s feeling or what to say, but he does know that these feelings are incredibly intense

He will drop anything he’s doing if you need him. Something about you needing him just makes him incredibly happy. Why he can feel a 1 million butterflies swarming in his stomach trying to crawl into his chest. It’s like nothing he’s ever experienced before 

With that being said, he doesn’t ever want this feeling to go away. It’s just so much all at once, he feels so overwhelmed, but so peace at the same time, it really does confuse him

He gets jealous pretty easily. Seeing as he doesn’t have many friends he doesn’t like that you get along so well with people. If it were up to him, you would never have to talk to another soul again

He takes on a more modern traditional husband role. Well, it’s still very traditional, he has a modern spin on it because he doesn’t want to be anything like his father

He has a hard time trying to confess you. Trust, he’s always trying to tell you how he feels, but he can never seem to get the words out, something is always getting in the way. It’s like the world is out to get him and it’s so frustrating

He doesn’t like sharing your attention. It’s something that only he wants I mean, you do have his, all of it in fact

Why can’t you just look at him? Why do you have to look at the others? Is he not good enough? Does he have to change? whatever you need he’ll give it to you. If you need him to change, he’ll do it. Anything for you

[reareaotakubackup]

Leon Kennedy As Your Bodyguard

It's crazy going from 658+ posts to 24 on a new account. :(

Leon is a great bodyguard. He's fought zombies and plague monsters, so there's nothing he can't handle. He takes your safety very seriously. It's literally his job.

Your father is a politician, that's 1000% corrupt. While your father is extremely evil, he still has the decency to get you protection, so his enemies don't kill you

Leon is the perfect guy for the job. He’s so detached from humanity, that death and guilt don’t affect him anymore. He’s completely unbothered by murder. (And he’s good at covering it up too.)

You would like to be no murders, so Leon will try to avoid it, but he can’t always help up.

You’re a nice, sweet girl and Leon wonders how you’re your father’s daughter. He wants to protect you from not only criminals but just all the evil in the world. You’re incredibly special and he almost can’t help himself. He doesn’t even deserve to be in your presence. No one does.

He tries to keep the blood and stuff around you. Doesn’t want you being scared of him.

You could go anywhere with him and no one will bother you. Hell, they won’t even look at you. If they do, Leon’s figure and glare is enough to scare them.

You don’t have to worry about a single thing with him. He’ll make sure your life is a perfect as you, don’t worry girl.