#anyway. enjoy me being a noob

[1x1x1x1x1x1x1x1]

What if the reader is a TV host? Like full on 'WELCOME TO THE SHOW' with bright luminous lights in the background kinda guy. you can take the liberty on whether they are a desperate attention seeker or a creepy Mandela catalogue kinda host. But it's just the reader is a big yapper with bright attention seeking colors.

I'm thinking the reader doesn't really know if their killing cuz their desensitized to the show biz and just think everything 'all part of the network folk!'

They might also be one of the worst killers because they are more used to being an omnipotent narrator then an in action kinda host.

I just think it be really funny if reader hits the survivors with the SPARKLE ON! IT'S WEDNESDAY! DON'T FORGET TO BE YOURSELF!!!

HEEEEEELP ME THIS IS SUCH A PEAK IDEA,, wow look at me doing my first both survivors and killers,, this is why this took so long btw 😭😭

ANYWAYS I KINDA MESSED UL THE BANNER SINCE YOU SAID BRIGHT COLORS BUT ILL WRITE FOR BRIGHT COLORS COUGH

defo ooc an typos but idrc 😭

coughs ENJOY

Forsaken Characters × TV Host!Killer!Reader

Noob

well,, they are definetly scared of you, like they are of everyone else that has a job to get rid of them all.

They're not wrong for it too, better be safe than sorry!

Although you are the killer that has probably caused the least harm to them, since your,, killing,, skills are a bit rusty

You randomly pause, come up to them, and ask random questions. Like you're still on stage.

Most of the time, they don't answer, quickly drinking a cola and running away as fast as they can.

Elliot

Hes,, pretty neutral about you.

Not really worried about you being a threat, since most of the time he can easily loop you.

You definitely greet him with something along the lines of "Hello pizza boy !!" With an almost mocking tone, and to be completely honest, he doesnt even mind at this point.

When you randomly ask him questions, most of the time he just ignores you and runs away to heal Chance (again,,)

But there are times when he does actually answer, just for giggles (and he has been wondering what happens if he does)

When he answers correctly, you play loud correct buzzer noises and money sounds which are REALLY obnoxious btw,,, and for the rest of the round, you mostly spare him.

And when he answers wrong,, well,, i think you know how that goes,

Shedletsky

Ah,, its not like he can complain.

It is refreshing to NOT have the creation of hatred targetting him the whole round and making his life a living hell.

And he does find your persona amusing

Probably one of the people that mostly plays along with your stupid gameshow questions, just for shits and giggles

So most of the time when he sees you are the killer, he just lets out a sigh of relief

Also youre easy to stun,,,,, but shhh we dont talk about that!!!

Guest 1337

Its all the same to him.

Wether or not you spare him, he WILL be stunning you and he WILL be protecting his team.

Deadass refuses to answer your questions. Will not be caught interacting with a killer that makes his life here a pain. (like all killers)

Although, you are one of the hardest killers to block-bait. You can pretty much tell right away trough his facade that he just wants to get that punch in. Hes not using that medkit since you didnt hit him. even once.

He doesnt like you. Why should he?? You play games with the minds of some survivors since they see you as 'chill'. He does not like this.

Two Time

i dont think anyone can really talk normaly to this insane motherfucker,

everytime you ask them any question 'for your gameshow' they just laugh manically before STABBING YOU.

Then running away and talking about some "praise the spawn" shit,,

i think the dislike most likely goes both ways

Chance

You and the gambler get along quite well, actually!!

Well, as much as a killer and survivor can even get along.

Everytime youre the killer hes the first to run to you, hoping you ask him one of those questions and he can just chill for the rest of the round if they gets it right.

Probably the one who answers you the most, and you have to respect the gambling,, some of your other tv shows basically involve it too, so yeah

I think they actually watched one of your tv shows a while back,,, so he probably recognized you,

007n7

He actually watched your TV shows and Gameshows before all of this (like the dad he is,,,,) so he recognized you pretty quickly

He was quite shocked when you first randomly decided to stop the chase and ask him a question.

He paused for like almost a minute, completely lost in thought before you went "Time is TICKING!!!" with your robotic voice

And then he answered, wrong.

Which meant he was getting locked onto, (he died like 30 seconds later)

Although, the next time you asked him again, he answered correctly!! And you just,, basically left him. Alone with his thoughts.

Well, he cant really complain, a break is nice once in a while

Builderman

Hes Builderman. The CEO of roblox. Of course he knew you.

Actually, he made a guest apperance in one of your episodes!! So he already knew you (well, kinda) before this.

And he cant really complain that much about your whole 'asking gameshow questions' thing, since most of the time he gets them right, and can help the teammates in peace.

Even though he doesnt always answer, when he does, he gets most of them right. Probably because more than a half of them are about Roblox and its history.

You like to call him your "NUMBER ONE!!!" and he has gotten MULTIPLE dirty looks for that, since some survivors now think you guys had something going on,, not good for his image and reputation. So he was pretty quick to dismiss those rumors,

Dusekkar

DUSEKKAAAAARRRRR🤤🤤

Well, he certaintly thinks youre intresting.

Not only are you asking him easy questions, but you will also spare him if he answers correctly? He cant really complain, huh

Youre quite persistent on asking him a lot of questions, 'gameshow' questions. Which are a piece of cake to him, although sometimes you cant really understand his phrasing quite well,, You just display a blue question mark on the top of your head out of nowhere, hoping that he can redeem himself before you decide that you dont want that answer to pass.

You also call him some stupid 'charmer' nicknames, something along the lines of "Pumpkin!!!!" or even sometimes Matt (since you heard Shedletsky call him that once,)

Hes actually quite shocked, even a bit flustered when he hears you call him by some names that you made up on the spot, or even his real name,

Taph

This fella,

He tries SO HARD to answer your questions correctly in his emoji speech ((i know a lot of ppl heacanon him as a sign language user but just for this fic im using his canon speech)), but you cant really understand it, so he never passes in your eyes,

He does like messing with you!! Youre probably one of the killers that falls for his traps the most out of everyone else

((i dont have anything else to say for him,,,,

· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·Killers.

1×1×1×1｡𖦹°‧

You REALLY piss her off,

Bright flashing lights, loud sounds, and that fuckass voice of yours thats always cheerful,, it just gets on his nerves.

And the way you KEEP ASKING THOSE QUESTIONS. They rarely even answer, and she REALLY wants to get rid of you,

But he does entertain your little 'gameshow' vision sometimes, and most of the time, they answer correctly (they are a hater,, not an idiot,,)

Instead of you letting her go and not killing them like the survivors, the killers get little stupid prizes for answering correctly, and they dont really suffer any consequences if they answer wrong.

The prizes range from a stupid bright glittery pen with your face plastered over it, to just random stickers.

1x1x1x1 always keeps the little trinkets in a drawer in his cabin,, what?? you never know when they can come in handy!!

John Doe

as much as you try and try, and try and try and try to get him to even say one word when you ask him questions,, he just doesnt.

Probably cause he geniuenly cant,, the bright flashing lights of your design and your loud robotic voice,, he cant really comprehend what youre asking him in due time,,

Although, hes pretty neutral towards you, you even gave him a pen out of pure pity for him,,

Noli-.ᐟ.ᐟ

You guys actually match eachothers freak really well,,

Both of you guys are loud and obnoxious, bright lights,, and 'annoying' to the others

Although he actually likes your little gameshow host persona!!

The first time you were in a round, he was watching intently, and everytime you asked a question he would immediately stand up and scream the correct answer like a dad watching football,

He really likes answering your questions too!! It keeps him entertained at least,, And the little trinkets!!!!!

You guys actually get along quite well,

Mafioso🂱⚔

He doesnt like you.

Youre loud, bright lights, and obnoxious, while hes calm and reserved,, quite the opposites.

Although HE doesnt like you, his men definetly do!!

Most of the time they all meet up in the cabin next to the table for, basically a competetive game of your questions,

They get a good laugh out of it, and you love to entertain!

The only problem is how loud it gets, instead of big red buttons to signal who answers the question first, they basically just slam their fists on the table,

Mafioso has scolded them for it a bunch of times, but he wont stop them

Its only fair that they get a bit of a break in this hell hole once in a while

And hell, you keep them off his back for once, so maybe just maybe your not that bad after all,,,

im so done with tgis 💔💔

the writing got worse and worse as i went on because i was TIRED 💔

tgis was fun tho,, (also i had to rewrite everything in the killers part because i closed the fucking window,,

also quick question,,

would you guys like me to write for the Spectre too? 😭😭 As in like the headcanons and he would be in the last part of the killers kinda

okay bye bye

[coffinofsweetdeath]

Can you do a nsfw fic of

Elliot(top) x reader(bottom) x guest1337(top)

Scenario:

reader keeps snatching pizza when others desperately need it even mocking the survivors with low HP eating Infront of them with the pizza in hand..irritating Elliot more because of that,reader not lending a hand for guest 1337,either just going straight towards him with the killer chasing reader when he tried to find any medkit or anyone to protect him at low HP he got killed immediately and reader being a jerk about it

So when the rounds over both Elliot and guest1337 tried to confront reader(privately) about their own actions that lead to them failing that round,but reader dismissed it completely,both of them decided to punish reader on bed(which reader is secretly into it,but didn't admit)and fuck reader into submission..

Is it okay if it could add up some degradation 🥹🥹 sorry if I worded it wrong LOL I'm not good with scenarios

every man for himself! NSFW

— in which elliot and guest 1337 teach you a much needed lesson in manners.

cw: tad bit of pizzapunch if you really squint, reader is an asshole, hatefucking, degradation, overstimulation, amab reader and guest, elliot has no described genitals

“whoops, gonna need that, thanks!” you call, appearing out of seemingly nowhere, pushing past a heavily injured noob and snatching the slice of pizza thrown on the grass before they could even react. elliot groans, already dreading your arrival from the start as he shouts after you, irritated. but you only wave the two survivors off, making sure to make a show of savoring the gooey delicious pizza. and just as quickly as you had arrived, you were gone once again. elliot grumbles something incoherently before turning to comfort the frightened noob. no point wasting energy on you again.

you had a habit of doing that. snatching up the pizzas elliot lends to your fellow teammates despite your injuries almost always being incredibly minor. elliot hated it. he hated you. he wishes you would just fix your damn attitude, but the way you grin and laugh every time he shouts at you in frustration shows that you have no plans of stopping.

fortunately for elliot, he at least has someone else who shares his frustrations.

guest 1337 didn’t quite enjoy your presence either. guest is a tough faced soldier, his skin and heart hardened from fighting in the war. though despite this, he is a calm and understanding man towards his fellow survivors. it takes a lot to get on his bad side. but that somehow you did.

on multiple occasions have you led the killer straight towards where guest is, while he’s merely tending to his or someone else’s wounds, or just minding his own business. this has of course led to many unnecessary casualties, but obviously you didn’t care. your reasoning was that everyone comes back to life after each round anyways. guest argues that death is painful for everyone, not just you. but you only scoff in his face. that aggravated him beyond comprehension.

guest 1337 and elliot found at least some relief in each other when they ended a round overly frustrated from your antics. but it comes to a boiling point one day when they both confront you, and you grin at them and say “why don’t you make me stop?”

so thats what they decided to do with you. they’re going to do whatever they can in their power to make you stop.

and maybe this was really the only way they could do it anymore. not like it wasn’t entirely enjoyable for the both of them, though.

“o- oh, f- fuuuck… shit, hah…” loud moans tumbling from your swollen lips echoed from behind your bedroom door, only muffled by the shirt stuffed in your mouth. after weeks of failed attempts to get through to you, guest and elliot finally had you where they want you. below them, whining and begging for forgiveness. elliot has your upper body sat on their lap, his hands roughly pinching at your stiff nipples. meanwhile, guest is leaning above you, pounding into your wet sloppy hole with wild abandon. he lets out occasional quiet huffs and grunts, though it doesn’t compare to how loud you were.

your body squirms, although it does little to free you from the bruising grip that guest and elliot have on you. at your display of resistance, guest 1337 grips your thighs tighter, ignoring the strangled gasp that comes out of your throat when he angles a sharp thrust on your prostate. he watches with twisted amusement as your cock twitches and dribbles an absurd amount of precum, begging and pleading to be touched and treated mercilessly all the same.

“fuckin’ whore…” guest pants, sweat dripping from his chin. “this is what you wanted all along, huh? you wanted someone to, haah, mold your pathetic hole into the shape of their cock?”

at the lack of your response from being too lost in pleasure, elliot tightly grips your chin and forces you to look at guest. “tell us,” elliot mutters, bending down until his breath was hot against your ear. “tell us how much of a slut you are. how much you wanted this. fuckin’ freak.” he spits, hand trailing downwards and brushing against your sensitive cock. you jump at the feeling, hips involuntarily bucking into his hands to chase the sensation. he jerks his hand away, not allowing you the much needed stimulation.

“why don’t you fuckin’ earn it, huh? say it.” elliot grunts, glaring at you with such intensity that you find yourself shivering in your vulnerable state. too desperate and lost in pleasure, you mumble out a somewhat comprehensible string of words, mostly consisting of “yes” and “more.”

the men decided to be a little nice, just this once.

you let out a loud wanton moan as elliot’s rough hand suddenly encases your hard cock, immediately beginning to jerk you off with vigor. occasionally, his thumb brushes against the slit on your tip, making you gasp. the overwhelming barrage of pleasure was already bringing you closer to your peak, the knot in your stomach impossibly tight. elliot and guest work on your body in tandem, guest’s thrusts into your ass slowly becoming more sloppy whilst elliot becomes more lazy with his motions. despite everything, it still ends up being too much.

thick ropes of cum spurt from your overstimulated cock, coating elliot’s hand and guest’s pelvis in your sticky fluids. you spasm in their grip, though this does nothing to deter either of them. they continue their cruel ministrations and you can’t stop the embarrassingly high pitched moan that escapes you. both of the men grin in satisfaction at your reactions, watching intently as you pant and moan like a bitch in heat.

“good little slut.” elliot whispers.

guest lets out a loud grunt, mumbling something under his breath before he bottoms out inside of you, his heavy balls slapping against your ass as he spurts his hot seed into your ass with a hiss. you pant heavily, feeling his thick cum fill you up within seconds. its hot and nasty, but its so disgustingly good. after taking a few moments to come down from his high, guest pulls his now softening cock out of your hole, watching in satisfaction as his seed almost immediately begins to leak from your spent hole. he uses his thick fingers to push it back in, ignoring your whines of protest. guest and elliot only laugh at you.

“what, tired already?” elliot hums with mock sympathy, his hands deceivingly gentle as they rub your arms. “i haven’t even had my turn yet. and i think there’s plenty more to teach you in manners…” as he speaks to you, you’re suddenly flipped around without warning, your head now resting against guest’s crotch. guest pets your hair gently, before taking his once again hardening cock in his hand and positioning you closer to it. you shiver as you feel elliot tightly gripping your hips from behind.

“we’re done when we say we’re done, sweet face.”

IM NOT PERSONALLY INTO DEGRADATION AND HATEFUCKING IM SORRY IF THIS SUCKKKSSSS i like my sex #loving and #romantic

[brain4stew]

Can you do reader who's just socially awkward like REALLY REALLY awkward at doing convos and whenever they tried they felt forced and talk like an npc,reader likes to observe people from afar,even spooking some others whenever reader pops outta nowhere..(with noobs,007n7,twotime,builderman's reaction to it) it aint even mysterious it's just straight up SAD(me fr)

OMG NO, I FULLY UNDERSTAND THIS… With having social anxiety and all that…

BUT ANYWAY, I’ll see what I can do with your request!

(Again, I don’t know the characters exact personalities and so on, so they might, if not most likely will be OOC!!)

That being said, headcanons/something is under the cut!! ;

(Noob)

• Ah, Noob… The little scared guy… He’s confused by you at first, but shrugs it off as you being weary of people. (Which is somewhat true.)

• Noob has tried to talk to you, countless times, but became embarrassed after your responses…

• In the lobbies, he sees you in the corner of his eyes, and quite literally jumps a little and flinches. (Why are you just standing there, staring, from a distance??)

• In rounds, of course Noob is still on edge, due to the killer. But also because of you, as you scared them countless times, appearing out of literally thin air. (WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!)

• Overtime, they found out you were just extremely awkward and anxious around people! (They automatically assumed you had social anxiety…)

• Noob took it upon themselves to help you, and stay by you. (Even if you spook the ever living spirit out of him.)

(007n7)

• He was concerned and confused by you. Why don’t you interact as much? (Not that he minds it, he already had a kid that has WAY too much energy…)

• He has talked to you a few times, (mainly him talking to you about C00lkidd, while you listen to him), but that’s basically all, as he, got embarrassed by your responses and so.

• Eventually he understands you, and stays by you, just as a silent reminder that, you aren’t alone.

• In rounds, he’s anxious, cautious and nervous. But, he goes to find you, just to see how you’re doing. (Father instincts alert…)

• He carries a medkit with him, (which he spawned by coincidentally…) in case you need it. (What about Elliot, good sir?? 🤨)

• You are constantly doing generator’s, to decrease the time of the rounds. (And because you want the money.) You even body block some of the killers attacks, when they’re going for Elliot. (You end up severely injured… But, Elliot is thankful for you body blocking him, and he heals you when he has his pizza ready.)

• After each round, 007n7 INSISTS on taking care of you and your wounds. Scolding you and telling you to be more careful. (Atp he sees you as a reckless child… Like C00lkidd… Smh.)

• 007n7 basically just… Adopted you in his mind. Even if you don’t talk much, or interact with anyone that much.

(Two Time)

• They understand you QUICKLY.

• They don’t interact much with others either, nor do they talk much.

• Sometimes, they get their courage up a bit, to stand a bit closer to you… (Before they eventually go away out of embarrassment and worry.)

• In rounds, they immediately go to find a medkit for Elliot. They found one of course but uh… You accidentally scared them, as you were doing a generator nearby. (Insert their tail stiffening and their pose being a bit… Cartoonish.)

• They stood by you for a while as you were doing your generator, in case the killer is nearby. (They accidentally scared you too when you were done…)

• After many rounds, Two Time gathers up their courage again, and actually talks to you, for quite a while. (You both somehow, and strangely enough have lots of the same interests, and worries and so.)

• Two Time decided that you’re their #1 *cough* sorry *cough* #2 best friend there and then. They enjoy your company, even if you both don’t talk much or interact much.

(Builderman)

• Builderman… Let’s just say that he has information about everyone, hell, even the killers. He is of course, the 2nd(?) in charge of the game Roblox anyway.

• He’s not that surprised that you don’t talk much, or interact with anyone. He has your information after all.

• However, he did not expect you to accidentally jump scare him, as you were watching him fix a device.

• In rounds, he’s putting down his Sentry when he’s doing a generator nearby, or he puts it somewhere where the killer will get distracted by another survivor.

• He also puts down a dispenser where it’s somewhat hidden, yet easy to maneuver around, in case of the killer being nearby and attacking.

• You did… Accidentally scare him when he was doing a generator… He actually thought you were the killer, due to how quiet you are.

• He did gesture for you to do the generator with him, so it’s less time to fix it, and the time can be decreased quicker.

• He did occasionally ask you for some help due to him being… Well… Old. And forgetting how to fix the generators, which, you actually helped him with. (Even if you just silently poked your finger at the generator, and drawing an “invisible air line” for him.)

• After rounds, he asked you if you wanted to learn how to heal survivors after rounds, and to fix devices, and items a like. Which, you accepted.

• You actually opened up to him after a while, seeing him as a comfort person. Someone you can actually trust and talk to, and not be too worried about. (Well, unless you worry about his health and age due to how old this guy is…)

I AM SO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK LIKE WHAT SEEMS LIKE AGES. MY BRAIN IS LEGIT JUST MUSH AT THIS POINT.

[aidensolas]

STORED DATABASE (1) - A Forsaken Fic

Heya so I decided to keep writing as the conclusion I reached was just people being people like to ruin things that other people like due to hate. I want to say I might be distancing myself away from knowing about these types of things and just focus on what makes me happy. Enjoy the chapter!

Okay so you already pinched yourself 3 times and it seems like you aren't waking up so it's probably a lucid dream.

Anyways you might be wondering what's happening? Right John Doe and Elliot sitting neatly on your bed as John Doe looks at Elliot confused and staring at your figure he shrugs and looks around commenting on your room "Nice Room... for a runt." You held out your hand in a pointing motion and pointed it at John Doe which he responded to holding up his hands well... a hand and a spike up in a defeated motion "Can't take a playful 'poke'..." He said in a joking manner "So uhm... Hey? Where are we exactly?" Elliot suddenly piped in as you thought about the situation what's happening right now as you paced back and forth between the door of your room.

Okay so you might be wondering what exactly happened after they appeared in your bedroom? Well, I'm your mind! Here to recount things you never needed to remember again... So as they appeared in your room a series of silly events happened that involved John Doe trying to murder you and Elliot which was scary in itself then suddenly as he tried to pierce your stomach with his giant spike he suddenly got flung into the wall of your bedroom knocking down some shelves and cabinets full of your precious well... Whatever you keep in those as you were more scared about your home you realized the things once destroyed started to rearrange itself in a neat manner not knowing what to do you made up a bluff that no one can do anything in this house without your permission and if you break a rule you immediately get punished via getting ragdolled into walls which to your Suprise both Elliot and John Doe believed so now they're both setting on your bed.

Back to the current time! As you completely ignored Elliot's questioned (Rude.) "So where are you guys from and how did you guys exactly... Arrive here?" You asked not like you didn't know already you just thought that having prior information about them without them knowing who you are is weird so might as well keep the appearance that you don't know them.

"Ask the twerp beside me." John Doe nudged Elliot beside him "I can barely remember anything besides killing them over and over again." To which Elliot replied with a nervous laugh as John Doe nudged him "Well! About that it's uh... Hard to explain if you can give me some tim-" You raised your hand in front of Elliot before he could ramble on "No need. You don't need to explain if you aren't ready yet... Anyways would you kindly lea-" You got interrupted as well. Karma's a bitch ain't it? You heard the door open behind you as you quickly looked to turn around to see someone peeking in, wait is that Noob?... Dear God.

Okay you tap your foot in hurry as you paced around your main living room which was enough to accommodate the whole Forsaken cast including the out of place Mafioso who just randomly decided to show up despite being a variation skin of c00lkidd. Chance piped up seeing you walking around the room in a hurry as a coping mechanism of how your life is ruined now. "Hey... Uh your name whatever mind you settle down?" Okay you gather your thoughts and say down sighing as Builderman started to talk "This might be stressful and surprising to see various people you don't know inside your home and people with alarming looks to top it off of." he said as he discreetly looked at killers who were surprisingly not murdering anyone at the moment not like they can but you're surprised an attempt hasn't been made considering some things. "But we mean no harm and we would like to not bother you but when we tried to leave the front door a random pop-up would appear saying that we don't have access to do so. Would you happen to know anything about it?" Then Shedletsky decided to squeeze in a comment that's stated in a lighthearted joking manner "Who would wanna leave anyway have you seen this house?" Builderman replied by quickly stomping on his foot which made him wince as he grumbled "Okay... Okay... I get it." You squeeze your eyes shut as you cover your face with your hands as you resist the urge to cry into them. "I tried it as well. It said I can't open the door for at least another 7 days. First things first who are you guys." Yeah, you aren't asking them you were demanding an answer.

As they all introduced each other you quickly gave them their own lodgings and places to stay good thing you have a lot... Well, more than enough guest rooms to accommodate them since it was relatively late anyway you were preparing to sleep before you felt a tap behind you which revealed to be Dussekar "In my own lair, where dreams take flight, can I wield the brush to color my night?" What is bro saying? You thought about it for a second then realized he meant if he could decorate his own room to which you replied to "Go ahead it's all yours anyway for the time being." He nodded promptly before slowly floating away into his own room and closing the door. This is going to be a long week.

After waking up and feeling shit like always you decided to do your daily routine and as you leave your room you see Chance on the side of your door as you stumbled upon him he immediately takes your hand into his and drags you somewhere "Hey you never told me you had this." He said with a chuckle "Had what?" He then reaches a door to which he opens which reveals a whole ass casino. Wait... What. The. Hell. "Right and in case you forgot the name's Chance the best gambler you'll ever see." He said with pride as he closed his eyes striked a cool pose and flipped a coin the coin landed it rolling tails did make it a bit silly, but you won't ruin his day so you didn't mention it as he hid the coin, you nervously laughed to see people working inside the casino yet no other gamblers or people are present. "Yeah... I totally had this since the start, but you never asked, nor do we totally know each other... Haha.haha." to which then Chance looks back at you saying " That's fair but... Wanna go round all the people up and have a nice fun day in the casino? Well, it's yours so it wouldn't be a problem to treat us, right?" You never owned a casino, so you have no idea, but you felt like you were about to faint but, you gave Chance a giant totally not fake smile. "Sure, go ahead! Go call them up I'll treat all of you to some fun." Chance wasted no time bolting out the door and probably waking everyone up to drag them into this. You glanced at one of the workers who noticed you and it seemed to be the same people who you would see in a Roblox game but humanized or some sort... The worker stared at you and waved giving a small smile. Yeah.

This is definitely going to be a long week.

Notes:

Guys I'm sick so I couldn't promise the bulk of chapters I've written but most of it is done anyway so expect day by day and a random two-time x reader to pop up one day. Excuse my writing if it's on the wobbly side as I said I feel like absolute bunz anyways hope you enjoy this chapter. I wonder what happens next, I totally can't see into the future or anything, but I think it's going to be a casino chapter...

TAGLIST (raaaah)

@brain4stew @yukinaabutlazy @ilikedrinkingsoda @oniadopts @no-hearts-included @haveneulalie

Random note: Why do I feel like John Doe and Builderman would be great at telling Dad Jokes...

[0coffeeplease0]

hi just like to say the amanda reader was really cool and I enjoyed reading it :>

if your requests are still open I’ll like to ask for hc’s of boyfriend (from fnf) reader (reader doesn’t necessarily have to be a guy it would probably be better if they were gn) and the entire cast🙃maybe their abilities would be that they could throw their mic and hit the killers to stun them and they probably start rapping out of nowhere but hey they get buffs from it ig- 😃😃 they probably also can switch from the beeps they make while rapping and actually english which definitely confuses a lot of the others :)

FORSAKEN SURVIVORS+ KILLERS X BOYFRIEND GN READER

(Ahh remember the good old days when FNF was famous, anyways let's get started)

Warnings⚠️ : swearing, fluff, SWF and that's it.

☆Survivors☆

Noob

•LIL' fella is confused on how you make those noises.

•Do you not know how to talk? :(

•They are amazed in how you rap, even if it's not with words it still fire.

•Noob is more amazed on how you can attack a killer with your microphone, and the fact that you can use it to swing away from danger is amazing.

•Your number 1 fan.

Elliott

•You impress him.

•He tries to understand what you are saying.

•Elliot likes your rapping, it's cool, and sometimes calming whenever you rap In a calm manner.

•In one of the rounds you saved Elliot from John Doe by swinging by with your microphone picking him up with your free up and swinging away.(like when Boyfriend has Girlfriend in his arm whenever she isn't sitting down)

•Elliott is bamboozled on how you can almost carry 6 people even with your very short height (you gotta be short like blue haired midget)

•Tries to be your number 1 fan by fighting with Noob.

Guest 1337

•Surprised on how someone so short like you is capable to survive.

•He dosent understand what you say so he would give you something to write on.

•He thinks your abilities as very usefull for rounds.

•Is fond of you.

Chance

•This ho is on your a$$ he will make fun of your height.

•Most of his teasing ends up with a microphone hitting his face or you making those 'Beep Bop' noises probably swearing at him.

•When you had saved chance once by roping him in with your microphone he acted like a damsel in distress.

•Princess peach and Mario vibes.

•Likes it when you carry him, even if he is capable of saving his a$$.

•Totally didn't force you to rap something romantic for him when you both were at the beach sitting down on the sand while it was sunset(had you at gun point, Noob had been spying and got jealous)

Two Time

•You are to be sacrificed.

•They think that you are speaking in some sort of language to keep the Spawn away.

•Instant beef with you.

•Will stalk you in the shadows to try and see what you are hiding.

007n7

•Find you very fun to be around.

•Likes it when you stick around him.

•Thinks that you're a child because your very short even tho you aren't.

•Father figure.

Shedletsky

•Man is interested into learning on how you communicate.

•Likes your raps.

•He acted like a anime pick me girl when you had rescued him from 1eggs when he was at 12 hp and out of chicken.

•Shedletsky dosemt mind sharing his chicken with you, just a small bite tho, ho will bit you if you eat to much of his chicken.

•Would most you have you as back up incase he dosent manage to hit the killer, if he dosent you can rope him in and run away.

•Would tease you for being short.

Builderman

•"HMM!?!?!? SORRY I DIDNT SEE YOU YOUR JUST TO SHORT I NEED GLASSES"

•Builderman dosent tease you...much

•He tries to make a machine so he could communicate with your more easily.

•is gratefull whenever you are around to save his A$$ when he's about to be jumped.

•Builderman is surprised on how strong you are for being so...short

•Builderman is chill with you, he would try to practice on rapping with you.

Dusekkar

•Finds you amusing.

•Would find the way you communicate interesting.

•Woukd keep you by just to try and see if he can speak or communicate as you do.

•Likes it when your rapping in a calm manner.

•Would mostly team up with you in rounds.

Taph

•GOSSIP

•You two have a secret language.

•You and Taph get along very well.

•You and Taph would team up sometimes.

•He would set traps and when the killer crosses his traps he would signal you to swing by take him and swing away.

•You would specifically rap in a way that Taph likes.

◇KILLERS◇

1x1x1x1

•You annoying and intriguing little sh!+

•They hate you and despise you.

•He finds the way you talk? Interesting.

•She wants to crush that microphone withing her palms but it's like it's made of metal or something he can't destroy.

•THEY HATE when you rap a small mocking song when you manage to stun them or escape from their sight.

JOHN DOE

•GET YO AHH BACK HERE.

•Finds you annoying, especially when you save someone in time when they are almost about to die by him.

•Hates your rapping.

•number 1 hater.

•HE DOESENT UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU ARE SAYING!!!!

c00lkid

•This boy thinks you are cool AF

•Would try to rap like you but fails miserably, but you would surely teach him...right?

•Sees you as a big sibling.

•Likes it when you swing around using your microphone with him holding onto you.

Mafioso and his goons

•Why are you so short?

•Can't even see you.

•Is surprised how you can pick him up, even if his Goons were stacked ontop of him your still strong.

•Finds the way you talk wierd.

•Thinks your rapping is decent.

Mafiosolings

•The adore you.

•Would tease you for being so dang short.

Azure

•STOP RAPPING WHEN YOU STING HIM🤬🤬🤬

•Thinks you're so annoying.

•Hates you're rapping.

•Hates the way you communicate.

Ending note: hai everyone, I hope yall are doing ok, sorry if this is OOC af, but anyways I will continue my Yan forsaken x Dandy reader fic but in Wattpad, the account is 0TheofficialCoffee0 anyways baiiii 😙

[dailydoseoffanfics]

Dude, I love your work, especially the self aware ones! Phenomenal!

Anyway, uhhh, this is the first time I’ve actually done an ask, if I’ll be honest… But uhh, take the time you need to read through the ask, remember to take breaks and take care of yourself.

Anyway, uhm; I had a strange thought, and wanted to share it with you. Y’know how we (the player) plays the survivors/killers…

Do you ever think that, they’d hear any music, that is playing from the same device you’re playing, or music in the background?

I’ve actually been listening to “Tongue Twister - Speed Up” (or the original), “Evacuate The Dancefloor - Radio Edit” by Cascada(?), and “Monster” (The call the doctor, must be something wrong with me, he’s a monster yada yada yada…)

D’you think they’d all, or if not most of them, would hear the music? Would they enjoy it, would they like it, would they be neutral about it? Or would they be like 1x. Grumpy as hell and like, hate it?

(I hope this ask isn’t too much of a brainstorm for you, love your work, and keep it up! 🫶🫶)

first of all? W music taste. Like actually. I ESPECIALLY LOVED THAT MONSTER SONG WHEN I WAS 7 (I STILL LOVE IT). Mann, i used to have a HUGE nightcore phase when i was 7-9 years old, matter of fact, it was a LIFESTYLE for me back then. (alright enough of my yapping BUT THANK YOU FOR THE KIND WORDS :3)

Second of all? Despite your voice being pretty muffled, all of the survivors and killers can hear your music crystal clear. Either same device or background music. All of them got variety of reacting to your music taste....

For the survivors, all of the survivors think it's nice. It makes their experiences more....bearable at least. And hey, if you have REALLY good music taste, you can even make some survivors like the songs you're listening to! Some survivors would be interested in your music taste (Two Time, Chance, and Shedletsky), some thinks it's nice and even prefers listening to whatever music you're playing more (Elliot, Noob, and 007n7), while the others won't mind that much but thinks it's neat (Builderman and Guest 1337).

Well how are the killers feeling? They got some interesting reactions....

Some won't mind much but will ask you what you're listening to: Jason (he just does it by tilting his head, hoping you know what's he's trying to say) and John Doe.

Some will ask you to change the music: c00lkid.

Some will think it's annoying but they'll just try to ignore it. And they might even think your music taste is bad, but don't listen to them: 1x1x1x1.

(Also gonna focus on the monster song part for a bit because. it just. activated my neurons. for some reason.)

I think the survivors will share questioning glances to each other if they hear that song. Many thoughts are gonna go through their head like an army of bees attacking their mind. Are you going through some kind of toxic relationship? Is this a cry for help? Do you need help? Watch their faces turn red from embarrassment when you tell them that, no, it's just a song that you like and you're not going through any toxic relationships whatsoever.

....Imagine their reactions if you were listening to WAP. 💀

(lil fun fact: i was actually listening to those songs that you mentioned while writing this. it was a fun experience.)

[forsaken-headcanons]

(TW for implied child death !! and body mutation idk. uhh basically the c00lgui did some things. yeah.)

If we're going to start blaming a survivor for being Spectre or for being the reason everyone's there, it's most likely to be 007n7.

NOW HEAR ME OUT PLEASE DON'T BLOW UP MY HOU gunfire sfx

ANYWAY AS I WAS SAYING, if one of the survivors were to be "Spectre", it would most likely be 007n7 for a small list of reasons I've gathered so far.

First off, the survivors and killers. I have a small list of the characters and why he would "forsaken" them.

Noob & Guest 666 - Noob and G666 had an extremely positive friendship back then, which made 007n7 deeply resent them because - how dare the two of them be happy, while he had to suffer in his own guilt for what he had done to Noli? He did some shit and figured out how to fuck with G666's code (I imagine Robloxians are mostly made up of code) and made him what he is in forsaken, hence why G666 mostly has a red-black color palette like his c00lgui (the color palette's definitely a stretch, but whatever </3)

Elliot - This is a really obvious pick. Part of me thinks that he would've let Elliot go if he hadn't pissed him off by banning them from Builder Brothers' Pizza and making c00lkidd extremely emotional and throw a tantrum about it, but I feel like that's just the PizzaBurger shipper in me. If I would be more realistic, he might've just forsaken him out of spite.

The Admins + 1x1x1x1 - Again, really obvious. They tried to supress him and his hacking things yada yada.... He also made Doom a killer out of spite and specifically chose him because... y'know. Doombringer. He is quite literally the bringer of doom??? And he also added 1x1x1x1 to rub more salt in Shedletsky's hypothetical wound.

Taph - Works for the Admins. Also, I feel like at some point, Taph would've demolished 007n7's house because - y'know - falsely terminated, so 007n7 just kept that hate to himself internally because he knew damn well he was gonna get his "revenge" soon.

Two Time & Azure - Similar to Noob and G666, he resents their relationship and how close they were. When he found out that a ritual had been performed and Azure had been sacrificed, he had taken that opportunity and made him into the killer he is in Forsaken, along with sending in Two Time, a way to teach them that no offense goes unpunished.

Guest 1337 - 1337 had a positive and a really happy family. 007n7 envied his joy and decided to take it away from him, just his own was taken away, too. This could explain why Guest was never favored by the "Spectre" and hadn't left him with any tools or items to fend himself with, only his fists and abilities.

Chance - They were always carefree and were surrounded by a BUNCH of people. 007n7, again, envied that. The carefree attitude they always had, their large friend groups, their fame... He had everything, and yet he still had the nerve to let himself be put into dangerous situations for the adrenaline rush. If life-threatening, adrenaline-inducing, scarring experiences was what Chance wanted, 007n7 would give it to them.

Area 51 killers - 007n7 probably had an Area 51 phase as a teen or something. Idk I can't make up anything here except for that.

John Doe & Jane Doe - Again, envy. Seeing their positive marriage had dealt some level of effect on 007n7. He felt envious of the fact the two were happily in love, happily holding a relationship he knew he would never had. The thought of that alone had driven him insane with anger and guilt, corrupting John Doe and leaving Jane Doe only as a mere spectator, never being able to see her own husband face-to-face ever again.

Noli - As a plea of forgiveness. Before he had left Noli for whatever reason, 007n7 knew about Noli's sadistic tendencies and how he used to often torment people with his programs. He had forsaken him as a way to tell him "Hey, I still remember you enjoy this. Please don't ever think I forgot about you." and "I'm sorry for what I did. Here, I'll let you have free will to do whatever you want, as long as it means you'll forgive me."

(This is where the TWs come in !!)

c00lkidd - Had a bit of difficulty figuring out this one without implementing some hcs into it. You know how there was an accident that had something happen to c00lkidd? 007n7 could never forgive himself after that. He spent all night and all day trying to search for kidd, going from town to town, asking locals if they had seen his son, to no avail.

It wasn't until the day he had finally found c00lkidd's body, deep in the woods, dripping in blood. He didn't know what had happened. He didn't know why his son was dead, heartlessly murdered, left in the woods. Driven by guilt, he had tried his best to bring him back to life, tears dripping down his face as he messily fumbled with his son's code, trying to find a way to bring him back warm and into his arms.

All he had ended up doing was disfiguring his own son's body. Arms and legs freakishly longer than a normal 10-year-olds, a wide, sunken smile on his face, and a distorted voice. But it didn't matter. He had brought his son back to life. He knew what he had done was wrong, but he couldn't bring it in himself to undo his craft. Instead, he had opted for sending his son into the crooked world he had crafted, letting him "play" with the survivors and make new friends. After all, all he wanted was the best for his beloved son.

As for 007n7 himself, well...

The one in rounds isn't actually him. It's just a more advanced clone of himself, which is why "he" almost always never smiles, always looks distant or out of it. He had used that puppet multiple times to try to have conversations with his son and former friend, trying to see if they were doing alright in the pocket dimension.

Uhh might add some more on this theory soon <3 my brain is FRIED rn and I still have some homework to do :P

-⛑️🍗 anon

007N7 AS THE SPECTRE AU/THEORY??? WAITT THIS IS LOWKEY PEAK.... we might fw the idea for this actually...

godss the concepts of how everyone got here are so so good!! but trust us when we say we are hunting you down for the potential angst ideas /silly. in tears at c00lkidd's part... 7n7.... 7n7 we don't think that's what your son would've wanted vro 💔💔

[no-vara]

Survivors + [Reader ex survivor turning killer] Forsaken! Pt2! (Pt1, Pt3 right here!)

Tw: Death, small gore, stalkingish, self doubt.

[Reader] gets She/They!

Enjoy! (ps remember they turn killer in pt2-pt3 (or however many parts this will have))

This cycle kept repeating for a while, for how long you couldn’t tell. As of the moment you were eating food with the other survivors.

Great more pizza. You thought to yourself but didn’t dare utter a word. Not being able to take a single bite even if your body needed it, you politely declined and pushed the plate away. Trying your best not to make a face of disgust as you did. Elliot clearly noticed given the fact he frowned a bit, but he didn’t make it a big deal and gave your pizza to Chance instead. Less cooking for him anyway.

Not wanting to stay for chit-chat you got up to exit the cabin, the cool air hitting your face as you breathed it in. None of the survivors called for you, despite the fact you could feel their eyes watching you as you left.

What was the point of all of this? Those idiots weren’t helping and it’s not like you could use the killers to help you—wait. You knew where their camp was, who was to say you couldn’t spy on their training and use their tactics against them? You could do this, as long as you didn’t get caught.

And so you did.

Everyday after eating you would head out ‘on a walk’ and rush to their camp. You found out they didn’t train everyday but they did quite a lot. Plus they usually trained while the round was still in session so you would often try to die early to respawn and watch.

The survivors noticed your constant leaving and the early deaths, you had many speak to you about it but you would shrug them off. Every time you weren’t watching the killers you would practice training by yourself, punching the punching bags that the Specter provided or training your chains. Eventually you felt less useless and learned the killers tricks.

As the next round began it was you up against Noli. You quickly highlighted him on the map and ran to his direction, you didn’t bother to check who spawned next to you.

As you sprinted, your stamina ran out quickly, you should really start running more and training your lungs. You gasped for air as you walked, hauling yourself to the killer. It wasn’t a surprise when within the first six minutes you heard a scream. Noob was getting chased down, and fast. Taking a breath you began to run again and shout to get Noli’s attention.

Luckily he heard you and decided you would be a much quicker kill. You clenched your fists as he jumped at you, and at the very last second, you jumped away and brought your chains up to hold him down as he crashed into the wall behind you. For the first time in what felt like forever it worked.

You gave yourself a winning shout, raising your arms in the air as high as they could go. In that moment you forgot those chains wouldn’t last forever. Just as quick when Noli got trapped he broke free, shit.

Your eyes widened as you saw the sight. Running away without a second thought. You darted to a wall and circles around it trying to preserve your stamina whilst also keeping distance. Huffing from the chase before he threw his Void Star at you and it exploded right as it hit the ground. This time you weren’t fast enough to get back up.

Lord you thought you were going to die again before a knife pierced through Noli’s chest. Two Time dug the dagger through his back, the red substance staining his knife before he grabbed your arm and dragged you up and away.

The pain from the explosion was unbearable but you pushed through it.

“Thank you.” You huffed out through the pain, but he just responded with that sadistic smile of his.

“Thank the Spawn, not me.” He said whilst grinning.

Rolling your eyes you focused on the round and found the next generator. By the time you found one your highlight ability was off cooldown so you used it. Just to realize Noli was right behind you ready to strike. And he did.

You closed your eyes and when you did you were back in the cabin, your entire body aching. You coughed out some blood which was normal after dying before you exited the cabin, not waiting for Elliot’s stupid pizza.

It wasn’t long before you reached the killers campsite, you had memorized the path from the amount of times you visited. Thank the Specter that they weren’t done training yet. 1x4, C00lkidd, Jason and the rest were all preoccupied. You didn’t see Noli and Azure, most likely on patrol you guessed.

You watched for what felt like a short amount of time, you didn’t realize a hour had passed. When you looked into the sky it was pitch black, even the killers were getting tired. Taking a breath you stood up to walk away, but this time that wasn’t the case.

Just as you turned around, you swore you made no sound to give your location away—so imagine the surprise when you turn around to see Noli looming over you, Azure standing right behind him. And good lord the two didn’t look friendly—even if Noli was smiling widely.

You shrieked summoning up your chains which they didn’t have enough time to react to. Just because you got Noli trapped didn’t mean Azure was, you ran as fast as you could but clearly he was pissed. Jumping over one of the trees wasn’t enough, he used his tentacles and held you in place easily, slowly but surely.

Azure was clearly waiting for Noli to get back up as he choked you. You gagged trying to use your hands to claw at him and get yourself freed but it didn’t work—at all. Noli grumbled as your chains broke off him, he easily stood back up and walked over.

“W-W3LL L00K WH-WH5T W3 H4V3 H3R9. Æ S3RV1V0R. 1N 0UŘ DØM@1N?” He questioned looming over you as you struggled.

You tried to speak—to what. Explain yourself? Beg for mercy? You would respawn anyway. The Specter would make sure of that.

Noli noticed the movement of your mouth but the lack of words that came out. He narrowed his eyes and frowned before gesturing for Azure to drop me. But instead he just lessened his grip not taking a chance.

Coughing out air while trying to think of a response—a reason—a lie, you just found yourself blurting out.

“I—I WANT TO BE A KILLER—!” What? That was the first thing that popped in your mind?! Out of all the lies. Well to be honest this was the one that might make you live the longest. If you could keep it up.

Noli clearly didn’t expect that. His star and face glitched for a moment before narrowing his eyes and looking at you up and down. He parted his mouth to say something before 1x4 appeared out of the foliage and broke the sudden silence.

“You caught a survivor? Who—oh, her.” He stated as if he was judging you. “I heard the commotion.” He grumbled.

No wonder you’re the Creation Of Hatred. You thought to yourself bitterly, biting your tongue.

Azure dropped you—harshly. As you dropped to the ground you made a small grunt before immediately trying to get up—not wanting to be on your knees in front of THEM. Or any killer.

“Y0U C0U1D M4K3 A G0øD K1L1EŘ.” Noli thought out loud.

“A what.” 1x4 shot back.

“A K1LL3R.” Noli answered.

“Her?” He gestured, openly judging you. Not even attempting to hide it. “What are you talking about? She’s one of the most pathetic survivors.”

Ouch. You bit down on your tongue even harsher, forcing yourself not to bark back an insult.

“Y3S H3R, AŅD R3D3. Y0U TR3LY AR3 THÈ CR3ÆTI0N 0F H3TŘ4D.” Noli interjected, at least he was defending you. Right? “AȚ ĻÊ4ST $HE—“

“Ahem.” Azure’s hat interrupted. “Let’s not do this in front of her.”

They all exchanged glances before Azure picked you back up, not choking you this time.

Oh lord, what did you get yourself into?

Want me to write something that YOU can ask for? Just ask me on my page! Make sure to read the pinned rules!

[crypticferns]

*materializes from the void* hello! im aware i am late to posting in the schedule i had made i ran out of motivation and didnt post in the morning because my dad finally came home from deployment:D

but anyways to the point of the post. you know what time it is! two time headcanon time! plus some others!! (also im going to call these headcanons an au at this point because how far some of them deviate from canon)

two time cant swim. like not even doggy paddle. the survivors sometimes swim in the lake to calm their nerves and bring some sort of normal back into their lives. but one day someone pushed two time in the lake as a (not) harmless prank and they never resurfaced. atleast not until guest 1337 rescued them from the water. they no longer push two time into the lake.

two time has like the creepiest smile ever. and since theyre always smiling they give off a very off putting vibe. most of the survivors would approach them when the first got forsaken due to being scared of them

two time has a very quiet voice. theyre very soft spoken and during rounds you have to focus solely on them to hear them. the first time they ever heard two time speak loudly was after the first match with azure. they were crying loudly and yelling at themselves during an episode (i love angst if you cant tell)

first time two time saw a lava lamp they just stared at it for a good 3 hours. they were mesmerized by the weird contraption.

since theyre super old timey, they would, in fact, yell witch at you if you did something out of the ordinary. except they called you a spawn defier because the cult thought anyone that wasnt like them was denying the teachings of spawn

two times first cabin they got after being forsakened was super torn up after about 2 months. this was because the grief from killing azure took a very bad toll on their mental health and theyd fall into episodes and destroy things and carve spawn symbols into a lot of things to prove they werent a sinner (some of those places they carved the spawn symbol being on themself)

time for other characters! (sorry for the lack of two time headcanons today)

dusekkar has many types of magic, like sleep, healing, poison, and other stuff. the spectre only lets him use the things like the spawn protection slowness and speed tho. he can use all his types of magic outside of rounds tho

noob had a emo phase. nothing else said.

taph knows how to make a flamethrower for no reason other then more chaos with bombs

c00lkidd used to be scared of john doe. but he got over the fear eventually. now he can actually speak to john doe when he has his periods of consciousness.

john doe really likes c00lkidd and thinks hes a good kid. when in a period of conscious hell do anything for the kid to make him happy

1x while is the embodiment of shedletskys hatred, doesnt really hate many people other then like, actually shedletsky. hes a relatively nice guy when not killing people. hes taken the role of raising c00lkidd since 007n7 cant

anyways that is all for today. not many but i hope you all enjoy these! also might start posting art because ive had a sudden surge of want to draw alot of things so tell me if you want to see some art!

[swirlyyygal]

“Beyond My Window”

You can’t help but stare at him can you? I mean who wouldn’t. But will he stare back? Not with those damn tinted windows he won’t.

AU!Joel Miller x Neighbor!F!Reader

CW/TAGS: Joel is like 40’s-50’s, reader is in her 20’s, no hair length/type mentioned, height diff (ur shorter), reader is in college, pining kinda?, Sarah and Ellie are mentioned but don’t play a major part, no y/n is used, a lot of pet names, SEXXX 🤤🤤🤤, ofc he puts his dih in, fingering, condom is on bc I’m not down with raw yet, dacryfilia if you squint (it’s not in a mean way), reader is not shaved bc I can’t care enough to make them shaved 💔🥀🕊️

A/N!! Hi hi!! I’m Mimi, ofc, and this is one of my first FULLLY DONE AND POSTED FANFICS!!! I had to do Joel Miller of flipping course bc 🤤🤤. Anyway!! I really hope y’all enjoy!! And don’t expect much since I’m still a noob at smut works.. (｡•́︿•̀｡) BTW NOT PROOFREAD BC LMAOOOOOO IM NOT DOING ALLAT

~~~

Early Spring was the best, you loved it, more than you loved any other season. But your Spring would be a bit different this year since a new neighbor had moved into your SoCal suburbs.

It was maybe late December when he decided to show up. The moving van hard to miss after your old ass neighbor moved out and was replaced with a whole HELLL OF A MAN. Scruffy black hair and a beard to match. All wrapped up in a coat as the boxes piled off the truck. You, being nosy, decided to try and look through the front window to spy and that was the first mistake you had EVER MADE. Even just catching a glimpse of him made your heart stop and a deep breath go down your lungs.

You caught what you could from him, no ring thank the heavens. And managed to find out little tidbits from his life when your mom and dad had ever so graciously brought him some leftover treats. He met you on his front door with a small smile on his face. And crows feet, OUGHHHH. His name was Joel Miller, carpenter. He was a single dad with two daughters not much older than you, Sarah and Ellie. They were out on their own though, and he had just moved all the way from Texas.

As well as the fact that he has a little brother and like you had confirmed before, no misses!! The more you found out about him the more you wanted to keep the conversation going. But it was getting late and your parents just decided to hit the hay. You wistfully waved goodbye. As he did the same.

That was 4 months ago. In those 4 months it wasn’t like much had changed, on some mornings you’d see him on his porch while you were about to drive to your classes. “Mornin’ darlin’..” That Southern drawl doing something to you that you never wanted.

Or in late afternoons when you’d return and he’d shoot you a friendly wave. Nothing much. But it wasn’t until 2 months ago when you found out a hack.

You see, your room had a BIGG ass window going straight into his backyard. Windows tinted by your careful parents that didn’t want your previous neighbor accidentally peaking through.

You could see out, while he couldn’t see in, and it was perfect. You viewed him from a distance when he was outside just kinda doing whatever. Mowing his small patch of grass, sunbathing, working on whatever carpentry thing he was doing, or even catching him working out a bit.

And every time you looked outside was another time when you had to bite back a moan and stop yourself from thinking something perverted, still, your thoughts got the better of you always and you would always just have to calm that itch.

Don’t get me wrong! Every time after you felt guilty, but DAMN WAS HE FINE. As you were knuckles deep you couldn’t stop imagining what he would actually be like. Was he one of those rough lovers? Or was he gentle? You couldn’t, and honestly, didn’t wanna know. You basked in the fact that you knew almost nothing about his personal life, and that left an open hole for you to fill.

Now it’s Spring Break, like I said over a dozen times. The breeze was cool and it wasn’t hot, at all, thank the lord. You opened the window to catch it, staring up at the clouds before going right back to scrolling on your phone. The house being a bit quiet since your parents were out on a little getaway while your brother stayed playing games in the room across from yours.

In your little daze you had then heard the sound of a door shutting and a radio being turned on. The song playing was just something old school, you couldn’t really tell, but it was kinda catchy.

Turning your head to the window you then saw him in his backyard. Tight grey t-shirt, a pair of dark denim jeans, and boots? Oh whatever you weren’t gonna judge. Judging no, but staring, yeah. You watched as he sat in an old chair, chiseling away at some wood sculpture he’s got going on.

Every time he chipped down on that thing you just couldn’t rope your eyes away from his fatass forearms and biceps. And that watch on his wrist made you CRAZYYYY.

No more watching, you thought, no more. You needed to talk to him, I mean, you knew he probably wouldn’t think something like that of you but, it was just friendly talk? Right? And you didn’t wanna lose a chance considering how many ladies were after him. I mean, there was no way, all the moms, married and divorced fancied him a bit too much. Even your own mom had said something about his looks.

“Hi Mr. Miller!!”

You yelped from your window, heart racing. He looked around for a minute, wondering where the hell it was coming from before his attention turned to you and he sighed in relief.

“Phew.. Oh hey hon, thought the angels were callin’ me for a minute.. How ‘ya doin’?”

Your heart pumped more than it should.

“Fi-Fine Mr. Miller!! Just wanted to feel the breeze today, I really like the Spring ‘cause of it!!”

Stuttering over your words you itched, hoping you didn’t sound stupid. Thankfully no one else heard around you, just him and you alone, it felt, romantic almost to talk to him from between a window and a brick fence.

“Yeah, yeah the weather is real good ‘round here.. But what’cha doin? Shouldn’t ya be at classes?..”

You shook your head.

“No no, I’m on break!”

You would be out with friends right now, but they were all busy for the first few days so you had a lotta free time. He gave you an ‘aaa’ and nodded, smiling cause he forgot something so obvious. There was a moment of quiet, a moment of just radio silence between you two before you spoke up.

“Would you like a popsicle? We have cherry, blue raspberry, lemon, or grape!!”

Please say yes please say yes…

“Well I wouldn’t mind allat much, come on over.. Oh and, any is fine..”

YESSSSSSSS!!

You nodded and closed your window, quickly grabbing two of them from the fridge before stopping at the door.

“Imma bring the neighbor a snack!! Don’t worry if I’m gone too long!!!”

You yelled to your brother before he dismissed you.

The gate that entered into his backyard was right next to your own front door so it wasn’t hard to get in. Slipping through the opened bars as you placed both treats down on his table.

“Hi Mr. Miller..”

You already said that, stupid. You beat yourself up. He looked you up and down, not judging, just kind of analyzing your look. You weren’t the most dressed if being honest. But like why would you? You were lazing around at home so all you were gonna be wearing was a loose striped tank and lounge shorts. He’s lucky this wasn’t one of those days where you were just in your underwear.

“Hi darlin’”

He smiled before taking one off the table. Unwrapping the white packaging to reveal a grape one. He smiled and licked a line, then took a big chunk outta it. Eugh. I mean, you could get used to it.

He let the stick rest in his hands as he sighed a good relief.

“Shoot.. Didn’t know how much I needed that, thanks sugar..”

He smiled.

Andddddd your panties already wanted to drop to the floor.

“Oh no problem Mr. Miller, I mean, you were all hot so I couldn’t just leave you there.. We have a whole ton, we just kinda don’t get around to eating them all..”

He nodded, watching you as you began to unwrap yours as well. Cherry. And now he knew he had to be subtle with his looks.

Unconsciously you began to suck the popsicle like any normal human being, but something inside you said to make it super extra. And you weren’t gonna stop your mind. So you did, making a bit of extra noise as you engulfed in the cherry flavor. Letting it go with a pop and resting it along your tongue.

Aw man.. It was gonna be harder to hold back than he wanted it to be. Ya see, Joel was an honest and polite man. WHO hadn’t been with a woman in many years. And if being honest, he sorta thought you were cute ever since he moved in. Watching you stand awkwardly next to your welcoming family and toying with the fabric of your hoodie on that cold Winters day. And ever since then he savored every moment he saw you.

On your way to class every morning? He made sure he was up early enough to see it. Coming home in the evening? Finding every excuse to be outside. And by doing so he managed to notice very subtle things about you. He noticed how in the mornings you would stumble on your porch steps going down. And when you’d come back sometimes you forgot to roll up your window.

He got so desperate to see you more that sometimes he’d drop by to ask your mom or dad if they wanted to have a barbecue. But you were always busy with class or friends, your brother the same if not on his computer, and your parents at work. He tried many many times, but every time no luck. So now that he was getting the chance to finally see you after some brief meetings. AND SO CLOSE, AND SUCKING A POPSICLE. Like a dream come true.

Also. Those windows. You see, tinted windows work good, unless there is an inner light source. Usually he couldn’t see in, but when even a lamp was on, he could just barely make out your body. Sneaking glimpses while in his backyard as he watched you change, just barely being able to make out the arch of your back and the plumpness of your boobs. You, of course were completely oblivious because “oh I have tinted windows he can’t see”

He saw you do many things other than change too like: study, draw, dance, take pictures of yourself, normal stuff But what he was super guilty about, he’d caught you masturbating. It was supposed to be a one time thing when he saw you do it, but every single time you did, you kept those curtains open and a lamp on.. And he couldn’t help but he see. He hated that he saw, and he hated how rock hard it got him… He hated how perverted to made him feel, hating how he would have to palm himself in his jeans while inconspicuously staring. Yet, he loved how you looked when you did it.

Back on the popsicle thing, the act in itself wasn’t dirty, but this old man had thoughts and these thoughts were dangerous. His mind wandered to you sucking his dick, he wanted to know what it would feel like for your pouty lips to wrap around the length. Biting his tongue, he took another nibble at his own popsicle, gripping the stick in frustration.

This was gonna be a long talk if he kept imagining you like this, he couldn’t just latch on, no way a girl as pretty as yourself would be down with an old man like him. But, that’s all you wanted. You wanted him as much as he wanted you and that’s what made it awkward.

You kept on with the popsicle, dragging it down your mouth and almost choking on it. When he saw, and heard it, it was almost like his whole world was about to collapse and he could feel his pants get a bit tight. He tried to tuck it under his palm, and even pull his shirt down, but no luck. He knew it was sorta obvious, and he hoped and prayed you didn’t notice. But it was hard. And painful to see and hear you going crazy on that thing. Thank the lord his morals were strong because if they were any weaker, he’d jump all over you and admit his feelings right then and there.

“Well- Why don’t ya come inside?.. I need to go in anyway and grab my sandpaper..”

He needed a distraction so he could get this thing away.

He almost stuttered, and that made him all the more attractive. You liked how real he seemed, he wasn’t all tough and angry and shallow all the time, he was just someone.

And with a quick nod you stepped in through his sliding glass door. Inside was, cute actually. Think of like a house stuck in 2008, that’s what it was. Something of the sort you’d see in a Tuscan style home.

A warm yellow light emitted from the lamp and everything was a bit messy, but it seemed so perfectly messy that you thought it was set up. Lining the walls you saw pictures of him, his daughters, and pictures of them together. Then the trophies they won, it was cute to see all of them in a nice glass display, which mind you, looked freshly dusted so you knew he cared a LOT about those girls.

“I’ll be searchin’ for it, don’t go lookin’ where you shouldn’t alright?..”

He gave you a lopsided smile, you nodded and sat down on his couch. Swaying your feet back and forth to distract from the fact you were IN HIS HOUSE. A glimpse into his more personal life.

As soon as he saw you sit down he ran into his bathroom and locked the door. Taking a few deep breaths, he fumbled with the zipper of his jeans and almost ripped his boxers. Letting his cock out, he leaned back against the cold marble sink. It was wrong. It was dirty to jerk off to the memory of you sucking a popsicle, guilt overwhelmed him, but something else overwhelmed him and that was lust.

He hadn’t been this hard in a longgg time. He forgot how painful the strain was, and he forgot just how sensitive it got. Using his left hand to cover his mouth he gripped the base, jolting before aggressively stroking it. He had a pattern for this kinda thing, and a specific way he did it because he knew it felt good. But not with you, not now. The throbbing hurt so bad that he just HAD to go off the rails. Thrusting his hips into his hand to match the pace.

“You feel too good darlin’..”

His muffled groans not going unnoticed by you. He didn’t realize how loud he was. But they just kind of sounded like frustration from your distance. And they were, but not in the way that you thought. And damn if those noises weren’t making you wet. A small buzz of pleasure roped through your body and into your mind when you heard those groans. Imagining all sorts of dirty things and your daydreams were gonna go CRAZY now that you knew what he could sound like.

Thighs clenching together you fought the urge to touch yourself. That would be gross, your in his living room, on his couch, in his home, listening to some non specific groaning noises. Touching yourself to that would be obscene. But. He was taking a long time, you could just rub yourself over your lounge shorts. Like, he wouldn’t even notice!!

Slowly you looked around and spread your legs. Hands traveling to the thin material outside of the shorts. Your head turned left and right, trying to make sure sure you wouldn’t get caught. Your hands finally reached the apex of your thighs as you rubbed in neat circles, listening to the non discript groaning from down the hall. A twitch shakes your legs before you finally get a pattern going, clockwise and then counter-clockwise.

You’d imagined him on top of you before, it wasn’t a crazy thing to imagine, but something about this was more evil and made you feel even nastier. You were in his house, listening to him. That was crazy, this was crazy in itself but it didn’t seem to matter or care. You used your free hand to grip onto the throw blanket just kind of hanging off the cushions and stabilized yourself.

Meanwhile he was gripping onto his lower jaw to make sure he didn’t let out a moan that could shake the whole house. Precum dripped down from his tip and his breath was heavy and heaving.

“Her lips.. Her lips.. Damnnit why couldn’t she just bring me a soda or something.. Why’d it hafta be a popsicle..”

Mumbling on and on to himself while you were making sure nothing left your mouth. Hoping and praying that the door wouldn’t swing open all of a sudden and that he could see you doing this. The shorts not much more of a layer than your panties, so you pretty much felt it right on you.

You could feel the wetness on your panties stick to your skin. And how the fabric acted as a second skin considering how thin it was. You could even feel the hardness of your clit when you rubbed.

“Mr. Miller…”

A moan escaped your lips.

You heard the groaning stop, the sound of a sink being turned on and off, and the sound of a lock being fumbled with.

AHHHHH

Quickly, faster than you ever had before you jolted upright and threw the blanket to the side. Rubbing your hand on your tank top just incase and flattening your hair down so it didn’t look like you had just been jerking on his couch.

He walked out, disheveled and panting. His pants a bit crinkled, belt gone, and his right hand soaked in water?

“Coul— Couldn’t seem to find the sandpaper.. Any-anyway why’d ya call? Somethin’ happen? Ya see a roach?”

He could have used that to jerk off more, but he knew that it would get way too obvious if he stayed in there so long.

He stared you up and down, raising a brow at your frazzled appearance. As well as the fact that your tank top was bunched up at the bottom, while simultaneously the strap on your left shoulder was falling down and almost revealed your chest.

“You alright?.. You look like you just swam for the Olympics.. And you look a little warm..”

He began to get closer.

“I’m fine.. But.. Why is one of your hands wet..?”

You looked at him with curious eyes, there were two reasonable explaintions. The sandpaper was in a tub of water, or his hand got super dirty while looking so he had to wipe it off. But. Another reason that seemed more likely came to your mind.

No way he was touching himself though? Thats stupid. Why would he? It’s just you and him around.

“Well I asked you first didn’t I? So why? Why ar’ you soundin’ like you just did 20 laps?..”

He was well played. And you had to lie. Something logical.

“Well.. I saw a bug and I ran around trying to avoid it.. Plus it was mad hot..”

He gave you a knowing look.

“The AC is well and on. And I don’t get bugs. Trust me I’d know..”

He got more suspicious now.

He sighed and sat down next to you, leaning back against the fabric and giving you a gentle smile.

“Look if you were snoopin’ and didn’t wanna get caught, I’d rather you just sa—“

“I was touching myself.”

You blurted out.

Silence.

“Haa?”

You weren’t that good at keeping secrets, or lying. It left such a guilty conscience on your mind that you just always HAD to let it out. Popping his ear just to clear.

“Repeat that for me again? Didn’t— AHEM— Didn’t quite hear that..”

He took a deep cough in the middle of his sentence. Hoping and praying what you said was a fluke. But deep down. He wanted it to be true.

“I was.. Touching.. Myself.”

Guilt racked you and made you admit it. He furrowed his brows together in confusion and began to chuckle. Slapping his knee as his cheeks filled with a slight blush. He couldn’t BELIEVE what this girl had just said. And why?!

“FOR WHY?!”

He gave you a smile and was trying not to laugh. But damn was he bad at that. He only laughed because this was so awkward. You were looking down at your thighs in shame and regret. To make sure he didn’t see those tears of embarrassment, and to make sure you didn’t leave a wet stain on his couch.

“I don’t wanna tell.. It’s too embarrassing..”

Majorly strained voice, no higher than a whisper. He patted your back.

“Look I ain’t gonna tell your family, so just spit it out.. Whatever ya say is safe with me, Kay”

His warm look was enough to make you wanna say everything.

“I heard you.. Groaning and when I did I just kinda.. Went from there and.. Maybe it’s cause I always thought you were nice looking, but I couldn’t help myself.”

Oversharing.

“I’m reallll sorry Mr. Miller…”

His look got even more confused when he listened to your explanation. You thought he was ATTRACTIVE?! His heart burst but he had to keep quiet.

Clearing his throat he shook his head.

“Look.. It’s okay.. It’s normal for college students to have weird crushes like this.. No big deal. I won’t tell nobody just.. Just don’t do something wreckless again like that, a’right? And especially not in their house..”

You nodded. He smiled and you smiled.

“I didn’t cum.. If that makes you feel any better”

He almost died right then and there.

“And why are you tellin’ me that?”

Quiet. This was like some bad porno. To be honest you wanted it to end that way.

“What? You tellin’ me you didn’t cum so I can finish the job?..”

You nodded.

“Maybe..”

His face got even more confused, as well as shocked. WHAT. This was a joke, some sick kinda joke that would end up on the internet.

He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. Giving a lopsided smile he exhaled.

“Oh quit playin’.. This isn’t what you want.. I’m sure there’s some nice, smart, intellectual college boy you’ve got wrapped round ya finger..”

You never found the boys at your college attractive. I mean, some of them were mighty fine. But none of them like him. None of them had that same southern twang, none of them had that muscle to them, none of them had grey around the beard and the scalp.

None of them were him.

“Didn’t wan’ em.. Didn’t fit my criteria, they didn’t look like you..”

He itched at his head. Crouching over and resting his shoulders on his knees. What the hell WHAT THE HELLLLL. This was a test of his morals. Sure they were strong, stronger than anyone you had ever met. But. He was weak when it came to a pretty thing like yourself.

His mind flashed with images of you before this incident. Seeing you walk out the house with a ribbon in your hair and watching it almost fly off in the breeze. The bandana you wore like some kinda farm girl on the way to the store. That gaze you gave him during one of your neighborhood block parties from afar. How you wouldn’t latch your eyes off of him while taking a sip of your soda.

Then it hit him. You were always looking for, or looking at him. Atleast, during the times you came across each other. He remembered it now. 

Your stares when he mowed his lawn. Batting your lashes at him when you came over to borrow some batteries. That extra long look you gave him before getting in your car, taking a rather long time to get into the drivers seat.

And how all those times you bit your lip when you caught him fixing something in his front yard. It wasn’t just his imagination. It was real, a sign almost to OH LORD SHE WANTS ME.

He sat up and sighed, looking at your unsuspecting face just kind of admiring his features.

“Okay, alright.. Tell ya what. I’ll.. Finish you off. But don’t expect it to be good.. I’m all rusty on my skills.. AND. You cannot tell NOBODY.”

You looked even more shocked what he said yes. WHAT. You thought you were gonna get kicked out, or worse, he’d tell your family and they’d totally throw you out. NOT THAT HE WAS GONNA HELP YOU BUST?!

He studied your expression. Waiting for a “yes”, or a “no ew back the hell up old perv”

But the look you gave him was worse. It was needy, a downturned brows kinda look with a pouty lip.

“I don’t expect nothing big.. I just want you.. Please Mr. Miller.. If it’s not too much trouble.. I won’t tell anybody, not anyone at all..”

GRAHHHHH. That look on your face and your tone made him fall all over himself and want to loose it. But he stayed strong.

“Right. Uh.. Shorts off, leave them panties on..”

He got nervous. And you could already tell how tight his jeans were getting.

You nodded, shimmying off that flimsy excuse for shorts and leaving them on his floor. Spreading your legs and sitting. Just waiting.

He knew he had to be gentle. No way someone like you could handle something rough is what ran through his mind.

He got closer. Grabbing you by your waist and settling you on his left leg. He lifted you like you were a vine of grapes. RELEASE MEEE.

Letting his left hand rest on your ass while the other gentle began to itch up your thigh. He noticed the wet stain on your panties. So you weren’t lying.

“You know how these things go right?.. I’d assume so..”

You knew, from fanfiction and the internet of course. And even in real time. You didn’t have many encounters with sex, maybe once or twice, but never had they given you what you wanted.

“Mhm.. I’ll be good..”

Whispering to him. He groaned.

“Jesus you can’t say stuff like that..”

You felt the bulge in his pants. Holy flip.

Well, feel was an overstatement. It was lightly grazing you. But even from that graze you could already tell he was ROCKKKK.

His hand finally stopped roaming up your thigh and slipped to the waistband of your cream colored panties. Pulling them down so they stopped at your knee. He watched as you spread them wider, slightly grinding into the fabric of his jeans and his muscular thigh.

“I’m gonna start now..”

He took a deep breath and brought his middle and pointer finger to your sopping cunt. Not putting them in but just feeling around at your folds.

You gasped, still sensitive from just a few minutes ago. You looked down, watching his move them around and gather up your arousal on his digits. His grip on your ass firm.

He began to lead his fingers round your clit, running circles clockwise, then counterclockwise. It was like your usual pattern, but for some reason, it felt so much more intense. You fought back your moans, trying not to scream out his name just yet.

He noticed this and began to press firmly against your clit, causing a shock to your body that made your jerk.

“Now stop all that.. No one’s home and you’re not gonna be that loud to the point the neighbors are gonna hear.. If you keep holding back those noises I’ll stop right now..”

His voice got gruff. Like his jaw was clenching or something. You gave him a nod and started to let out soft whimpers. Soft whimpering that seemed so loud because you were so damn close. So close that when you leaned back for support he was right there, a strong body for you to rest on while he did the work.

He applied pressure on your clit by pinching your pussy together. Honestly you couldn’t even consider it pinching because it was so gentle. Hips wriggling, it was an involuntary action.

His technique was good, and his calloused fingers added a bit of texture to it too. He wasn’t rusty at all. I mean. He could go pro with it, and that was just from his FINGERS.

Your breathing got heavy and you turned your eyes to the side, pleading with him silently.

He got the message, snaking his fingers down to your hole before he put his middle finger in. So he was the slow type. The type that took his time with ladies. And you lived for that. You lived for a man that could wait. And he was willing to wait all he wanted, just for you to cum.

His middle finger rested there. Setting in between your walls before he moved it out and in inch by inch. He started slow, not moving it out too much, more just shaking it inside. But as he noticed you relax, that’s when he began to really put in the work.

His fingers were thick, like, hella thick. So you already felt pretty full. Hand gripping his grey tee as your mouth fell agape, you couldn’t believe how it felt. It didn’t feel real in all honesty.

“Feels like your bouta’ rip my finger off..”

He looked down at your hands, your fingers not small, but not nearly as big and thick as his. He pitied you for that. He thought, if you had just come to him sooner, he’d help you out. He’d soothe the ache between this poor girls legs.

He laughed, pushing that middle digit in and out. This time, eliciting actual moans from you rather than just whimpers. This was his way of coaxing you into it, opening you up, stretching you out type thing.

“Were you turnin’ that light on and leaving the curtains open on purpose?..”

He instigated, gaining a bit of confidence by the way you were reacting to his consistent pace. You could just HEARRR it in his tone, not cocky, just more self assured in his ways. Slowly but surely he began to tease the second finger around. Not putting it in just yet but waiting for the right moment.

“Well.. Did ya?.. I won’t tell.. Just admit it. You left it open on purpose huh?..”

You couldn’t even register what he was talking about before he slipped the his pointer finger in as well. Now being filled up twice as much as before. You moaned, loud. Loud enough for it to give a small echo.

“I-I didn’t mean to.. I just—-I guess I did want you to see at some point..”

You shamefully admitted. Barely able to speak through that last moan. At some point you did just stop caring if he saw or not. You didn’t mind. You just didn’t expect him to be looking.

He nodded. Then began pumping his fingers inside again. He watched as your eyes glued shut and your mouth stayed open. Letting out terrible noises you would have never thought would come out.

“This fulfill your little nighttime fantasy?.. Your fantasy of getting finger-fucked by your neighbor who’s way too old to be doin’ this? Yeah? That it?”

He started to get really talkative, and the more he talked the more he pumped. The pace was getting fast and it wasn’t painful at all. It felt like heaven. You felt full with just his two fingers deep inside and his coarse palm rubbing against your clit. He would pump, then break to cup your warmth, then keep pumping again. He was even better than you imagined.

“Mhm mhm!!”

You nodded in ecstasy. Your squirming became unbearable and you were unconsciously grinding into his thigh. Leaving a fairly noticeable wet spot on the denim jeans that he would enjoy looking at later.

“Full Mr. Miller…”

Whining out. But that was the opposite. It was too little. You hadn’t even came yet but you knew that when you did, it wouldn’t be enough. His fingers were good, but they could only last you so long before you needed something bigger. You didn’t wanna be greedy though, so you tried to shut your mouth.

“Aww I know I know.. Angel can’t handle it can she?..”

You hadn’t seen this side of him. He wasn’t being mean or condescending. But he was being talkative, and, not all awkward or lonesome. He was good at dirty talk, dangerously good. His fingers began to do a scissoring motion inside of you which made your body tense and shift on his lap.

He kissed your cheek softly. Going from there to down the side of your neck and resting on the back where he left soft pecks and little love bites. He was careful though, careful not to make anything too noticeable.

“Can’t hold it.. Mr. Miller please-“

You pleaded. You had felt your body tighten in a specific way that you knew. Throwing your head back against his shoulder he lifted his head up and nodded.

Chuckling innocently before ramming his fingers in as deep as they could, before pumping them in and out and in and out. He knew and he just wanted to mess with you for a little. Almost immediately after he gave you the go you came undone. Back arching up and body bucking into his palm, throwing your hips in rotation to ride out your orgasm.

And he watched it alll. He knew how you looked when you came, but this was with an added kick because he was right here, and the one doing it. Made him prideful. He waited till you came down back on his thigh again before pulling them out and tapping your wet sex with his palm.

It was between a tap and a slap, not hard, but not soft. It let a few extra jolts to come out of your body and even gave him a couple mewls of pleasure.

You caught your breath, letting yourself go limp against him. Turning your head fully to face him he turned to face you as well.

And you looked a mess.

Frazzled hair, droopy-teary eyes, downturned brows, a line of drool seeping from the side of your lips. All that combined with your heaving chest and dripping slit, he couldn’t have wanted a better sight.

He took his wet fingers and brought them to his lips. Licking them clean.

You always had cringed at the thought of someone doing that, but now you started seeing the appeal..

“You did so good sugar.. Took it so well..”

He patted your stomach.

Smiling.

But..

“Mr. Miller..”

“Yeah?”

“Fuck me.”

Your voice way needy, strained, and desperate. As well as coming out of the blue. He gave you wide eyes and a reassuring stare.

“I don’t think you can handle it.. You’re worn out and I don’t want you to over-exhaust yourself.. It might hurt..”

He was so kind, so genuine. But you didn’t care about that right now. Right now, what you needed was to bounce on it crazy style.

“Mr. Miller, please I really need it.. I was good wasn’t I?.. I took it all in without complaining..”

In his eyes, that was a heck of a good argument. He sighed and smiled. Resting you against the couch before standing up, stretching his back like he had strained it or whatever. Old man..

He then walked over to the side table next to the couch, rummaging through before finding a silver packaged condom.

You watched his hands go to the zipper of his pants, unzipping the fly and hopping out of his jeans. Then bringing his boxers down to his knees slowly, his cheeks turning a soft red.

“Been a while since someone’s seen me all nude.. Ain’t nothin’ impressive..”

Nothing impressive was such a fat lie. IT LOOKED LIKE IT WAS HEAVYYYYY. Around 6 inches, but thick in girth, with a vein running up the side.

He didn’t shave, no surprise there. Didn’t really expect him to anyway.

“It’s not gonna fit, no way no way…”

You gasped, he chuckled, blushing even more at almost nothing.

He grabbed the condom again and ripped the packaging with ease, taking it out and slowly putting it on his length. And that thing was SOLID. It scared you a TON. He was hung, and thick, a dangerous combination.

He walked closer towards you, grabbing from under your armpits and lifting you too him.

“Up and at ‘em..”

He smiled, once again lifting you like you didn’t weigh a single pound.

Your head spun when he did, still a bit woozy from just having an orgasm not more than 6 minutes ago. He made you wrap your legs round his waist, one hand holding you by your waist while the other cradled the back of your head in such a doting way.

“I’m bouta put it in.. But slow, can’t have you in pain now can I?”

He leaned over to kiss under your eye.

He slowly began to adjust you to line your hole up with his dick. You whined, even just that small amount of contact made you all sensitive. His smirk got bigger before he slowly placed the tip in.

And when he did, IT HURTTT. Like I said he was girthy, so it already felt like he was splitting you down the middle.

You leaned into him, head burying against his shoulder and nails leaving crescent shaped indents on his back through the shirt. He patted your back, whispering.

“Ya want me to take the time, or just get it all over with?”

“All— All over with.. Pleasth..”

Your words came out in a drunk tone, with most of your pronunciation being slurred through pain and pleasure.

Anxiously, he let both his hands firmly grip your waist, digging his fingers into the soft of your skin.

You heard him mumble to himself “3, 2, 1!..” and as soon as it hit one he pushed it all in. Using his stupidly strong arms to pull you down onto him completely.

It was such a strange feeling, a sharp pain. A full feeling dwelled within you. Your mouth fell agape and bit into his clothed shoulder. A circular spit stain left on the grey color. The crescents on his back got deeper, he felt them prick and just hoped you didn’t knick his skin. Tears fell from the corners of your eyes, slowly making yourself turn your head up to face him with a teary and pained expression.

Now looking at him. And here you were.

Where you had wanted to be for the part 4 months.

He saw the tear and have you a pouty smile, kissing it away before then going to kiss your cheek, then the cheek kiss got lower and fully reached your lips. He pulled you into an intense kiss, tongue wrapping around his as you kissed him back with that same amount of passion.

He could smell your candy scented perfume and you swore he got harder, might’ve been impossible but you swore it happened

He had all the skills for intimacy, but he never got to use it. And now he was finally getting it to good use. The deeper he kissed you the more you felt your eyes roll back, not closed anymore, but barely able to see anything except the ceiling and pure white.

He pulled away from the kiss regretfully, but needing to catch his breath or else he’d suffocate and die.

“How’s it feel? Still hurtin’?”

Taking a hand to place on top of your head, he really was a caring man. And on top of that he was big. Arms big, legs big, cock big, it was all too good to be true.

“A little..”

You winched, it was painful but by the second the pain was slowly melting away the more you got used to be.

“If it’s too much I’ll pull out—“

You shook your head. You both stayed there for a moment. His hands holding you up while your arms wrapped around the back of his neck. Staring into each others soul. His barely hanging on expression while you already looked fucked out. It was peaceful, till he gripped your waist again and shot you a look.

You took the look and understood, giving him the thumbs up before slowly pulling you up. Whining in pain, but the pain was only a little by this time. Now it was just pleasure.

Watching as he began to slowly bounce you up and down, it started small, not pulling you up any much more than an inch. Watching as the veins on his hands begin to pop out as he held himself back and held you up.

He reached the deepest part of your walls, tears spilling from your eyes from the intense warm feeling. He watched them fall.

“Aw it’s okay.. You’re alright baby.. I’m here I’m here..”

He spoke with that reassuring tone that itched the best place inside of you, you didn’t know why. He was so kind in this moment, so different than the people you had previously been with. Maybe this was why people liked older guys? How they knew how to treat a lady, how they knew which spots to hit. Sniffling, you wiped your eyes. It didn’t really stop the water works but it stilled them for a moment.

“Move me more… I wanna move more, more..”

Whiny, needy, and pathetic tone. Wanting to hold onto something, so your hand ran through the back of his hair.

Shaking his head again, like some type of habit he repositioned his hands. Both of them held the area under your knees and gripped to keep it stable. Slowly, he began to bounce you up and down. With every single thrust you felt so incredibly full. Like your walls were molding to fit his.

It was so weird..

To hear the noises, to hear his labored breathing, to hear your own moans. It was so scary when you realized that he was literally actually seriously fucking you. How the hell were you gonna explain this to your family? Friends even..

But that was pushed to the back part of your mind when you felt his pace quicken a bit inside of you. You didn’t know how he could do that, I mean, you were airborne, and he was able to bounce you crazy. Something about you made his stamina grow back x20. He did watch porn on the occasion, but got tired of it real fast. It was so fake, so stupid, but you. You were real. You were able to give him that crazy hard on from just a gaze.

“That fast enough for ya doll?.. Yeah, ain’t it?..”

A deep chuckle came from his throat. This is what he needed. Sure he wasn’t that guy that only chased after girls below his age, and when he first began to realize how cute you were he was completely wracked with anguish. Now that was all down the drain with your pussy wrapped round his cock, begging and crying for him.

You could barely respond to his question, if you did open your mouth all you’d do was moan. So you lazily nodded as he bucked his hips into your own. The hair above his cock and his happy trail rubbing against your clit every time he bounced you up and down. It added an extra sensation that warmed your nerves.

You were slick, messy, dirty, your tank top barely hanging on with every last string of fabric. And he was no better. He was even worse if you could go that far.

His pace relentless. Upper arms tightening and veins popping out every single time. His shirt sleeves almost ripping. You felt like a ragdoll the way he was moving you. And worst of all, you liked feeling like a ragdoll.

Suddenly you felt your back get a bit warm, his ac was on, so what was that about? Then you noticed the light reflecting off his skin that wasn’t covered by you. In fear you turned your head around to see the window WIDE OPEN NO CURTAINS WHATSOEVER.

It was on the side of his house so you didn’t have to worry too much about that, but something else wracked you. Heart dropping when you realized his living room window faced almost directly across from your brothers bedroom window. He noticed your expression and turned to see it too.

But. He didn’t stop…

Infact his grip got even worse to the point where you thought red hand marks were gonna be left under your legs.

“Ahh he ain’t gonna notice.. Too busy on the game..”

You protested, well, almost protested before he clicked his tongue. Taking his left and gripping your lower jaw to turn his face towards him. The grip was firm but not painful, just very stern. He wanted you to look at him, and he wanted you to look at him real good. To distract you from everything else and to only look at him. I mean. He was the one inside of you.

The risk of getting caught only heightened the experience. Teary eyes staining his grey fabric and hands. He continued to pound into you like a man starved, cause he was. The sound of wet skin slapping filled his living room and the smell of both your signature scents were a nice mix to eachother. But you could barely breathe so how were you gonna be able to tell?

“Should’a made a move on me angel.. You can’t even imagine how cute you are to me..”

Feverish tone, with every pump elicited a guttural moan. Globs of spit oozed from the side of your mouth and your hair bounced with every thrust. Tears couldn’t falling. It was so intimate. You felt the insides of your body tighten and a familiar hot feeling take over your body.

That same feeling you felt when you were just about done touching yourself. But this time it felt more intense, like it hurt.

Your pussy tightened around his twitching length as your gaze tried to focus on his.

“Gonnacumgonnacumgonnacum pleasepleasepleaseplease…”

You begged quicker than you ever had before in your life. Even though you were majorly out of breath, and your vision blurred, you knew you had to hold on to make sure this orgasm really counted.

“You can you can.. I’m right here so cum..”

He used that warm tone and reached a hand down in between your legs, careful not to lose his balance with one hand and drop you. His fingers began to move back and forth around your clit while the pace got heavy and fast.

He was evil for that, evil for his fingers on your clit and evil for the pace change. And then it hit.

This was unlike any kind of orgasm you had ever done to yourself before. Not like the ones with your vibrator, not like the ones with your finger, and not like the ones with your previous relationships. This was something entirely and completely strange, more intense.

The wave of pleasure hit you like a ton of bricks. Your mouth fell open and your eyes rolled to the very back of your head. You could swear you saw stars. Body twitching, hands gripping tightly to his shirt, and toes curling. You couldn’t stop twitching for what felt like hours, but in reality it was probably just a few seconds. A stifled moan left your mouth that was silent, loud moan, silence, and then a loud moan again. Like your voice was scratchy.

He stared at you when you came, and he thought you were the prettiest thing of them all. Even with red eyes and saliva dribbling down your chin. He couldn’t tear his eyes off the glossy sheen in your pupils. The tear drops staining your half fallen tank top, his hands, your legs, and his own t shirt. A bead of sweat dripped down your forehead, shining on your skin. You couldn’t stop crying. Not because of pain, but pleasure, overwhelming, aching pleasure.

The intense emotions too. You had just come on your neighbors dick? The neighbor you wanted but thought you could never have.

You regained most of your sight as you latched yourself into his body, skin to skin as he was almost pushed back onto his sofa. But he stood his ground, letting you wrap your arms around him as he did the same. Didn’t stop him from rutting into you though.

“Ya done good girl..”

He spoke in a gruff way before his thrusts got incredibly sloppy. Overall stopping when his full length was completely wrapped around your body. He felt his own orgasm shiver every last nerve. Something about the way you clung into him after you had just came made him cum even faster. If he really wanted to, he could have gone for hours without cumming but he knew that would be selfish and he didn’t want you to wait it out for that long.

When his breath stilled and your breathing was just about controlled. He stumbled back and sat on his cushions. Not worrying how his bare skin was against it. He’d worry about that next time.

“I’m gonna pull out-“

He mumbled. When you did your grip on his body only got stronger and he laughed. Doing that stupid shaking head habit before realizing you were ATTACHED to him. He slowly began to move you up. Body limp so it was easier to move you.

Groaning and trying not to get hard again he did it slowly, you couldn’t help but moan and whine. You could have stayed with it inside you forever, but you knew it was better. He watched himself finally be released from your walls and he took off the latex condom. Tying it tightly and putting it somewhere on the floor. Not bothering it leave it anywhere else, because it sure as hell wasn’t gonna go on any kind of surface.

You both sat there. Tops on but bottoms off. You clingy closely to him while crying into his broad shoulder.

“Awh now why’re ya still cryin’? I wasn’t that bad, was I?”

He joked, but it was laced with worry, patting your back to calm you.

You shook your head.

“Mm mm.. Jus’.. Dunno..”

You didn’t know why you got so quiet, or why you couldn’t stop crying. You weren’t sad or nothing.

“Than’ yu…”

Words slurred and the aftershocks barely hit you. He stayed right there, still tapping your back. One because no way he was gonna get you off of him, but also because he wanted to be there. He wanted you to cling to him. He liked the feeling of your body on his.

“Your welcome lil’ lady…”

Still catching his breath. He used his free palm to press against his forehead.

“Ya gonna keep that window open from now on.. ‘Kay?.. Ya got that?..”

You nodded.

“Mhm.. I will.. I will…”

“Right on, angel.”

E.N: Holy flip this took me 20 trillion years. I LAUV JOEL MILLER I LAUV JOEL MILLER I LAUV JOEL MILLER. Let’s just sayyyyy I’m gonna lock in and keep writing. Next topic; GETO 🤤🤤. Also ignore how freaking chopped and rushed the ending is like I just didn’t know how to end it 💔💔💔💔💔🥀🥀🥀🥀

[itsmebeff]

im new here is there like a masterpost about your au, or can you give a basic rundown of it for any noobs like me

I do have an introductary post but it is SLIGHTLYYY outdated bc i keep forgetting to update it so i will link it here and show the updated sprites and give a summary!!

So, Agrotale is an AU based on the Queen Alphys neutral ending you can get by abandoning a geno route in Hotland. Which means that Toriel, Papyrus, Undyne, Mettaton, and Asgore are all dead. The fallen human, Everett, must traverse the underground and avoid being captured by the Royal Guard and escorted to the Queen. The name Agrotale comes from the fact that Everett is a gardener and helps with the Underground's agriculture after a malfunction in the CORE limits food supply.

Anyways, here are some sprites:

Characters shown above (in order): Everett, Muffet, December Holiday, Noel Holiday, Carol Holiday, Grillby, Fuku Fire, Monster Teen, Suzy, Birdly, Jockington, Catti, Mad Mew Mew, Gerson, Queen Alphys, Sans.

Queen Alphys

Sans, the Queen's Right Hand Man slash Jester slash Bodyguard slash Royal Scientist slash... uhm.. what the hell is this guy's deal actually?

Dess, head of the Royal Guard.

Carol, the Royal Advisor to the Queen.

Alphys's Room

Some Sans Doodles

Some Queen Alphys Doodles

So, yeah!! That's about it... the other post linked above goes into more detail abt character roles and stuff like that.. I hope you enjoy!! And if you still have questions I will be happy to answer them :P

[freakysaken-headcanons]

Today, the smoke alarm kept on beeping because it's on low battery and I was reminded of the clicker head cannons put on here, So here's some head cannons for you because why not, and I have nothing to do :)

Anyways 007n7 being clicker trained by the others he's aware but also he doesn't do anything about it because what if they stop and one day after finishing making dinner for everyone when it was his turn to make it he hears the passive sound of a click sounding surprised as he looks behind him to see "Shedletsky? Um, do you need anything" 007n7 says looking at him slightly tilting his head in confusion "not at all 007n7 just want to talk come on" Shedletsky says to him grabbing his wrist and dragging him along to his cabin 007n7 confused but nonetheless he follows as he is continued to be dragged

eventually which Shedletsky sitting down on the softness of his bed looking at 007n7 with a smirk on his face padding next to him removing his hand as 7n7 sits down hearing that the click sound again getting that nice boost of happiness as he looks at Shedletsky looking even smugger "So! you do like the clicking you know me and the others have been doing this to you for a while now and you seem to enjoy it but we weren't so sure I see now that you do" he says as he looks up and down at 7n7 with 007n7 blushing ferociously covering his face with his hands before if Shedletsky grabs his wrists and pulls them away from his face "come on 7n7" he says teasingly "where is that hacker that always tease me in Builder man knowing that we couldn't ban you mmm~" as he looks at the flustered hacker up and down " 'm not a hacker anymore" he says

looking to the side of the room "you sure about that baby you seem to be quite good at using that C00LGu1d3 of yours" Shedletsky says while still looking at all the details of 7n7's body "no.. I'm not it's just for this." 007n7 looking at him pathetically with big droopy eyes "then how about you show me your little hacker panel and I'll believe you" he says as he leans into seven more scooting closer to him "okay then" 7n7 says before opening up his cool guide with red and black effects going around his hands as he summons it rattling off about what it does and what certain parts do as Shedletsky looks at him lovingly

- 007n7's little Burger hat noob

☆

[emo-crowgirl]

do you have any tips for writing the glitch techs characters? i want to get back into fanfic writing but idk how to write them

I have a few things. Not entirely sure how much it would help because Im also kind of new to writing and have no idea what counts as advice and what’s just obvious here, but here’s some things I do:

General speech stuff:

The biggest thing I do to write any character is rewatch episodes of the show to try to get their speaking style and voice locked down in my brain. I rewatch a few episodes of Glitch Techs whenever I come back from a long pause in writing or if I’m trying to get a specific character’s personality down. A general rule for me is if I can’t read a bit of dialogue and hear it in the character’s voice, I rewrite it until I can.

(Also: I cheat a little. The reason my main fic right now (HTSBD) is primarily a Chatfic is because I’m bad at writing tone and struggle with writing movement. It’s a lot easier to write how a character would write something or speak in a vacuum than write how a character would physically say something or how they’d move.)

Anyways, watching episodes and really paying attention to the character’s speaking style helps a lot for me, and also helped me see a couple of verbal tics and quirks that I never really noticed before. Like I know how “Oh Nerds” or just “Nerds” is used as a kind of in-universe swear, and I know Mitch’s usage of “Noobs” and “Blueberries” to describe Five and Miko, but I never picked up on stuff like how often Five says “Holy Smokes” or how Miko tends to refer to people as “Dudes” for example until a rewatch.

Speaking of in-universe swears: I personally swear like a “written by vivziepop” meme, which gets in the way of writing dialogue because I’d keep putting swears in places where they don’t belong. To counter this, i literally made one of those “will they say fuck” meme charts and arranged all of the characters on it by how likely they are to swear at something and how likely they are to use more mild substitutes like “damn”, “heck” or the in-universe “Nerds”, and somehow this helped me write better. So what I’m saying is those meme charts can be surprisingly useful when trying to nail down specific character stuff and keeping it consistent if you take them seriously and don’t just use them for memes.

Below the cut is a very, very long post on each of the specific characters. I have no idea if it’s usable as writing advice or if it’s just me overanalyzing and incoherent rambling.

Specific characters:

Ok so this very quickly turned into me overanalyzing and rambling about my interpretations of the characters in extreme detail. I have no idea if any of this is even remotely helpful but I seriously enjoyed writing it.

Five:

I got this from another writing tip post made by someone else on this site, but Five is petty. He’s held on to a single ruined birthday for years and as pointed out by that post I mentioned he STILL hasn’t told Miko that they have actually met before because she kept beating him in various games. Five can and will hold grudges for a very long time.

At the same time though, he’s not usually the type to hold that grudge over someone’s head or bring it up around them all that often. Depending on the context he either keeps that sort of thing to himself and essentially bottles it all up or is willing to forgive, but very unwilling to forget.

The only major exception to this is Mitch. Five gives him plenty of leeway and is usually quick to forgive a good chunk of Mitch’s assholery, or at least doesn’t usually hold much of a grudge after the fact. I’ve always kinda personally seen this as a bit of hero worship. Mitch and especially Mitch’s old streams and videos mean A LOT to Five, he credits them for basically teaching him all of his gaming knowledge and they may have even been what got him as into gaming as he is now, and he holds onto that positive stuff just like how he holds onto grudges and pettier things.

That being said, Five does have a boiling point, for both holding onto grudges and how many times he’s willing to give Mitch the benefit of the doubt, and as seen in B.U.D.S, when Five does eventually hit that point he goes straight for the kill, shutting down Mitch and leaving him without any kind of response, which is saying something because it’s Mitch “Always has the last word” Williams. He seems willing to push things to the side and forgive later in the day, but again, Mitch is an outlier and gets a lot more leeway than anyone else.

In terms of his family (more specifically just his Dad), it’s complicated. Five loves his dad, but his arrest is a very sore subject and Five will do basically anything to avoid the topic, from just dodging the topic in conversations whenever possible to literally avoiding a family friend’s entire store for years. Five just doesn’t like dwelling on things that.

And that’s outside of Hinobi. Within Hinobi, it’s complicated but in a different way. Because the store that Five works at is 100% the exact same store that his Dad worked at. There’s no way it isn’t. And then you need to remember that in-universe, his dad made some of the earliest video games that were ESSENTIAL to the development of modern games, without even acknowledging that there’s a very high chance his Dad worked on or even invented the in-universe equivalent to PONG. Making Emilio Nieves most likely the literal inventor of video games as we know it. There are definitely people currently in the Bailley store that knew him. That worked with him. Phil probably knew him at least in passing and at most personally. There’s weight here, along with some MASSIVE shoes to fill, and Five knows it, but absolutely refuses to acknowledge it. He just wants to ignore it and pretend it isn’t there.

Kinda connecting to that, Five overthinks things a lot. He stresses over the smaller things, and is more than capable of sending himself into a spiral if he’s not careful, and if something is bothering him, it’s going to keep bothering him for a long time. So maybe that’s part why he tries to avoid anything to do with his dad. Because he knows that if he actually starts putting too much thought into it it’ll be hard for him to ever stop thinking about it.

Come to think of it, we see that he’s been friends with Casino since long before his Dad’s arrest, and yet Casino mentions that it’s been a very long time since the two of them have seen each other. Maybe Five trying his best to avoid anything to do with his dad and probably kinda just.. withdrawing from everything to avoid the topic has something to do with that.

In terms of his skills as a Glitch Tech and a Gamer, Five has a very good mind and planning ability, but lacks the raw, innate skill that some others have.

Like he can outthink his opponents, plan things out extremely well, figure out puzzles and strategies extremely quickly and he’s very quick to learn the ins and outs of a game, but he doesn’t have the insane reflexes, reaction times or that general raw, natural ability that someone like Mitch or Miko has. Give him a chance to think things through for even a moment and he can easily figure out what he NEEDS to do, but he could lack the raw, unlearnable ability to actually DO it. Luckily as a Glitch Tech, that’s typically where buffs come in to bridge that gap, and he’s typically more than willing to practice and retry games until he gets the hang of something, helped by the fact that Five is a very quick learner.

Like take my view on why he couldn’t beat Castlestein. He kept every weapon on him just in case it would be useful in the future and looted literally everything, and he definitely knew exactly what he NEEDED to do, but he just couldn’t do it. If he made it to Nogrog the upside down castle puzzle and Nogrog’s final battle would have been figured out in seconds, but he didn’t make it. The enemies were too fast, the timing windows for everything too small and Five simply lacked the reflexes and raw power to get through it until eventually he was worn down to the point of giving up.

Five isn’t weaker than Miko or necessarily worse than her at games, his skills are just in a different place and it’s hard to compare the two of them. Miko has the raw power and reflexes, but he’s better at planning and strategizing. In any competitive game between them could probably read Miko like a book, easily outmaneuver or flank her or just outsmart her completely, but he needs a even a small moment to think or do a tiny bit a of setup in order to do that effectively, and Miko excels in rushing down opponents before they’re able to react. If Miko can successfully rush Five and both start and end the fight quickly (in either a game or real life), she wins easily, but if it starts being dragged out a even a little bit longer and Five is able to actually think of a plan, it’s a lot more evenly matched, getting more favoured towards Five the more time passes and the more he’s able to think.

Also (just for pure, headcanoned fun) as for Five’s place on my “swear chart”: I have him marked down as one of the least likely characters to swear, but one of the most likely to use a substitute like Nerds, Damn or Heck.

Miko:

I have a lot to say about Miko because she’s one of my favourite characters.

Four letters: A.D.H.D. If you want to write Miko and aren’t diagnosed with ADHD, I suggest doing research on ADHD. The hyperactivity, the impulsiveness, the struggles with focusing on things, the hyperfixating on her interests, her “Boredom Dance” possibly being an example of stimming while being understimulated, she’s so ADHD coded it’s insane. Whether she’s aware of this or not is up to you.

Miko hyperfixates on things. That claim about beating all the games she owns says less about her skill than it does about her sheer determination to complete any game that interests her. If Miko starts something and she’s even slightly interested in it, she NEEDS to complete it. Once she’s gotten going on something it’s very hard to stop her.

However, this can go in reverse. If something does manage to stop Miko, like hitting some metaphorical wall that she just can’t get past, or anything else that finally gets her to give up, or if she’s not interested in whatever she’s supposed to do in the first place, it’s hard to get her going again, especially just on her own without any outside force or person to give her a push.

Also, Miko can’t stand being stuck in one place for too long. She needs to MOVE, She needs to DO SOMETHING, she needs stimulation. A Miko with nothing to do or a Miko forced to do things she finds boring (for two examples: Reading and Tutorials) is an unhappy Miko.

Kinda fitting with both of those above points, Miko is very competitive. She literally tracks down the kid who beat her Rock-Em-Sockers score to challenge him personally. She’s also this competitive against herself, which is another reason why she refuses to leave a game unbeaten. If she doesn’t beat the game, the game has won. (Just look at her brief crisis upon learning that she didn’t beat Castlestien).

Miko may be impulsive, she may not think everything through before doing it, and she may be easily distracted, but she’s not dumb. Far from it. She’s very smart, especially in areas that interest her (she literally sneaks around Joystick Jr’s and fixes the arcade machines in there and she probably had to have taught herself how to do that on her own), but she’s held back by, again, that impulsivity and inability to focus on stuff isn’t an active interest of hers. Again, ADHD.

Also worth noting, as seen in Ralphie Bear is Back, Miko probably has Automatonophobia. That’s the the fear of “human-like figures”. It’s usually the fear of something like mannequins, ventriloquist dummies, or wax figures but it’s also a kind of umbrella-term-phobia that covers a bunch of stuff all at once like the fear of robots, statues, dolls, animatronics and other things that kind of lean towards the uncanny valley. From what we’ve seen Miko’s fear might just extend to animatronics, but then again we’ve never seen her in the same room as a mannequin or a wax figure so who knows.

While we’re on the subject of Miko’s mind, her reset immunity. Have fun with it. It’s implied somewhat in BUDS with the actions of her clone that her immunity extends to things like Mind Reading too and there’s probably a good chance that her mind can’t be controlled or easily altered either, so feel free to go wild on what else Miko could be immune to.

Another note: Miko cannot drive for the life of her. I wouldn’t be surprised if Five at least has a beginner’s license. His grandparents either don’t have a car and just use the food truck, which hasn’t driven in years according to Five, or have like one car used mostly to pick up groceries and supplies for said food truck. Either way Five probably either has a beginner’s license with no logical way of getting a full one of his grandparents don’t have a car, or just has a driver’s license outright if they do. I refuse to believe Miko has been to any form of driving practice, and there is a good reason Five is almost always the person driving the van. The few times we’ve seen her get behind the wheel it’s been some kind of disaster and god help you if she uses the van’s portal gun because she’s either going to miss the destination by a little, miss the destination by a lot, or arrive on location perfectly, only to open the exit portal 10 feet above the ground.

On a less pleasant note: Miko is lonely. It’s kind of implied the timeline of events with her family’s arrival went Rock ‘Em Sockers -> The Ralphie Bear Incident, with Miko originally being lonely when her family first moved to Bailey, then getting herself noticed by getting really good at the arcade games at Joystick Jr’s, especially Rock ‘Em Sockers, only for everything to come crashing down because of that birthday party, and prior to meeting Five Miko really doesn’t have any friends. Sure it’s mentioned by the creators that she knows a couple of people online but in real life she’s was pretty much on her own until meeting Five, and Miko is aware of this.

She’s also a bit of a black sheep in her own family. Her family is large and as the second oldest child, Miko falls right into that middle-child area where her parents tend to be more focused on her older sister and younger siblings. Not to mention that Miko’s interest in gaming is pretty much limited to her within her family. Sure her siblings are willing to play with her occasionally, but the rest of her family just doesn’t GET her interest in video games the same way she does. Her parents and siblings still love her, and she loves them, but there’s a disconnect between her and the rest of her family, and Miko is, again, aware of this.

Also also, it’s kinda implied that Miko isn’t very well socialized, with things like her lack of friends but also things like her not knowing about Mitch being a former streamer and having a channel or her older sister telling her about social aspects of high school despite Miko being 16 and therefore a high schooler. That last point originally made me headcanon that Miko was or still is homeschooled, and although it’s just a headcanon, I like to stick with it. I think it fits with everything else about her.

Miko is terrified of being othered. Of being viewed as the weird kid and losing the friends that she’s pretty much just gained recently. Her greatest tangible fear may be animatronics but her greatest intangible fear is going back to being friendless, and that sort of thing shows.

I’ve made a whole post on it before but I’ll paraphrase it again, but in The Glitch Modder, Mitch’s comments about Miko being weird, everyone else being unnerved by her reset immunity and ESPECIALLY Miko finding out that Five, her current best friend, also sees her immunity as weird sets her off for the whole day because of that. She’s terrified of being viewed as not normal and pushing people away from her, so it’s a massive pain point for her. That sort of thing is also why she panics more than anyone else does when Mitch accuses her of being a glitch in Find The Glitch.

Also kinda connecting to that, Miko will often try to put the wellbeing and feelings of her closer friends before her own, mostly because she doesn’t want to do anything that has even the slightest chance of pushing someone away from her. Like letting Five call her Meeks. She hates the nickname, but doesn’t want to disagree with it for fear of pushing Five away.

Miko doesn’t exactly care about her own wellbeing in combat either. Her main strategy in most things is to charge straight in and start doing damage with very little defensive options, not caring about her own injuries, damage to her equipment or collateral damage, and she’s more than willing to take the hit for Five, Ally, or anyone else she’s working with (although Mitch kinda depends on context), she’s also definitely the type to ignore her own injuries or insist that she’s fine when she’s really not.

Whether you’re writing Miko with the intention of her being a human (canon), a glitch (not canon but there’s a lot of potential) or wanting to leave it ambiguous (The funny option), one thing you have to acknowledge is that Miko’s reflexes and reactions times are canonically insane. Literally called out as inhuman by Mitch. Miko has the reflexes of someone using a TAS in real life and a physical reaction time so good she may as well be seeing the future (as long as she’s focused on the right thing).

This can be seen in her choice of games. The games Miko is shown to be best at are the in-universe equivalent to games like Guitar Hero and DDR, games that primarily require fast reflexes and good reaction times. Even the unnamed game she and Five are playing at the beginning of Castlestien appears to be a fast paced racing or maybe obstacle dodging game of some kind, and what do you know, Miko’s beaten it multiple times.

This borderline superhuman raw skill comes at the cost of puzzles, tutorials and really any moment where Miko is required to sit and think becoming her greatest weakness. Again Miko’s not dumb, but a mix of being unable to focus on the right things, being easily bored and that constant need for stimulation and to actually DO something makes puzzles difficult at best and unbearable at worst for her. Can Miko solve a puzzle on her own? Yes. But she’s just not made for it, doesn’t like doing it and WILL attempt to brute force it if possible. So Miko tends to be unable or more often unwilling to do these sorts of things.

I still think my headcanon about Castlestien’s fake wall is the best example of what I’m trying to say: My headcanon is that the Blade Demon of Truth CAN be beaten, but he’s a puzzle boss that can’t be beaten through normal combat. Miko’s fake wall is a speedrunning glitch that Miko stumbled across by accident because she would rather brute force a seemingly impossible fight until literally finding a way to clip through a wall and skip the fight entirely than try to figure out whatever puzzle needs to be solved to beat the fight legitimately. Could Miko have figured out the intended solution on her own? Eventually sure. But Miko’s sheer determination and unwillingness to do something she hates was simply too strong.

I’ve already compared Five and Miko’s skills, but Miko and Mitch is a whole different story. I want to get into their relationship and how they interact once I start talking about Mitch next, but i think it’s important to get this out of the way now.

Miko has better “raw skill” than Mitch, or at the very least is equally matched or close to equally matched. Her reflexes are better, her reaction times are better, she’s faster than him, Mitch literally calls Miko’s skills inhuman by his own standards, but they’re still evenly matched in a 1 on 1 competition between both of them, possibly slanted in Mitch’s favour. Both of them THINK they’re better than the other, but in reality any straight competition between them will probably end in either a draw or inconclusive.

This is because sure, Miko has more raw skill, but Mitch, just like Five, is very good at strategizing and planning. He can read people, he knows how to get into people’s heads, he knows how to prepare and plan his next moves. And Miko’s patented strategy of rushing down the opponent before they can react doesn’t work very well against him because Mitch still has the raw skill and ability to hold his own against Miko.

Miko relies on rushing her opponent down and trying to take them out before they can think of a strategy or begin preparing for anything, and even if someone does manage to outsmart her, she’s so fast that a lot of the time even if someone can predict what she’s going to next, they might not be able to physically react fast enough to stop her, at least not without some kind of pre-existing strategy or setup or something to give them an advantage. The longer an opponent lasts against Miko, the longer they’re able to think and strategize ways to get past her, and the more her “rush opponent and don’t let them think or set anything up” strategy starts to fall apart. Mitch, even running with the most Miko-Favoured estimate of their skill differences, is still more than good enough to go against Miko without a proper plan and can either drag out an encounter long enough to strategize and figure out ways to tip the balance in his favour, or just win against her outright. This kind of balances the two to the point where it’s kind of a coin toss as to who wins in a fight (in-game or otherwise) between them.

In my own headcanons, no one in-universe really knows who would win in a completely fair 1v1. Miko and Mitch both think THEY would win, obviously, but ask anyone else and they wouldn’t be able to give you a concrete answer.

Mitch:

One of the first things I feel should be said about Mitch is that his ego may be massive, but it isn’t misplaced. It’s not a case where the huge ego is a cover for even larger insecurities or the trope where someone constantly talks big only to be unable to back up what they say. Mitch really is (more or less) as strong as he claims, and that status as the highest ranked Glitch Tech in Bailey is something he earned legitimately fighting the toughest glitches he could find on his radar. The glitches he steals from other techs barely make a dent in the total amount of xp he brings in and if Mitch says he can take out a glitch, he usually isn’t lying.

That being said, this ego does mean that if Mitch does get in over his head, either fighting a glitch or doing something in a game, it will be a cold day in hell when he admits it and backs down, at least without someone else stepping in for him. He’d never directly admit that he’s been beaten, and it can take something short of a miracle to get him to admit that he’s wrong, but he can find ways to indirectly say it, keeping his ego intact when possible.

Using my own work as an example because it’s the best one I can think of right now, in HTSBD, Mitch never directly calls for backup, even when he knows that he can’t do something himself. Instead, he always waits for someone ELSE around him to bring up the idea of calling for backup and then supports their idea. Instead of him basically saying “i need backup, I can’t win this”, it’s someone else’s idea. Mitch isn’t calling for backup because he’s in trouble, someone else is calling for backup because THEY’RE in over their head, and Mitch just so happened to support THEIR Idea.

Also, I kind of view Mitch like a fusion of Five and Miko, with a dash of assholery mixed in for taste. He has Five’s mind and planning ability an Miko’s raw talent, but he also has Five’s pettiness and Miko’s competitiveness and stubbornness. If someone wrongs Mitch, he’ll remember, he’ll hold a grudge and he’ll ruminate on it for a long time.

When it comes to fighting glitches (and probably other situations as well), Mitch is strange yet perfect balance of “Pure Speedrunning Effectiveness” and “The Flashiest Show Off You’ve Ever Seen”

What I mean by this is that I’d argue Mitch fits the description of the “Combat Pragmatist” trope. He does whatever he needs to do to win quickly and effectively, screw the rules or typical etiquette, and he does things with brutal efficiency. He doesn’t care about the rules or morals of it (For an example, in Age Of Hinobi: “You’re Mitch Williams!” “And you’re not.” *Kicks kid off a cliff*) and he doesn’t care if something is overkill or bending the rules or not intended to be used a certain way (like overclocking his gauntlet), he just wants to win.

But at the same time, Mitch is an egotistical show off. He wants to win as effectively as possible, but he also wants to show off how much he’s winning. So what you get is stuff like his initial fight against the Copycat Glitch in BUDS, with Mitch stylishly dodging and trash talking as much as possible (even with no one else to see it), mixed with Mitch overclocking his gauntlet and hitting the glitch with a point blank gauntlet beam that’s about as large as the glitch itself, regardless of how much overkill that is or the risks with overclocking (which as mentioned by Mitch, Hinobi really doesn’t like its employees doing in the first place).

Also, Mitch is a massive workaholic. As said by him in Age Of Hinobi, this job is everything to him. In many ways it’s all he really has going for him, and a part of him is terrified of the prospect of losing that. Besides just being extremely competitive, that’s part of why he’s so determined to keep himself at the top of the leaderboard whenever possible. I’m his mind, that score is everything to him, and although there’s very little that can actually challenge that score to be honest (Ignoring the second highest score held by Bergy and his level 1 glitch farming, which Mitch refuses to see as a threat), a part of him is extremely defensive of it whenever something even remotely threatens to come close.

Also, Mitch may be a bully, but he draws the line at physical stuff. Mitch gets into people’s heads, he manipulates and makes fun of people, and he steals glitches, but he refuses to physically hurt anyone. Closest thing we have to that is Mitch constant upping the power of his resets against Miko until threatening to “wipe her clean” (which.. fair. I’d be the same if all of a sudden I encountered something that resets didn’t work against when that shouldn’t even be possible), a low-power, seemingly harmless gauntlet shot to knock Miko over, and Mitch trying to shoot Miko with his van’s portal gun to get her off his van. There’s also Mitch and Miko’s brief game of chicken in Smashozaurs where Mitch very clearly panics when he realizes that Miko isn’t backing down and he’s about to hit her with the van (Notice how all of these include Miko). Mitch just avoids physically hurting people. A deleted scene even points out that the massive gun Mitch pulled on Casino should have just harmed the possessor and would have (probably) left Casino unharmed.

Every character kinda has their own way of dealing with Mitch.

I’ve already gone over how Five tends to give Mitch a pass or the benefit of the doubt when possible, and otherwise he mostly just deals with it.

Zahra also mostly puts up with him, but won’t hesitate to respond with her own comments, sarcasm or just snark back at him. It doesn’t typically do much because it’s Mitch Williams, but it’s something.

We see that Bergy just kind of takes orders from anyone who outranks him without questioning.

I say that Haneesh just tries to ignore him, but the two of them don’t interact much on screen so feel free to come up with your own dynamic there.

Nix

And then Miko pushes back against everything Mitch has ever and will ever say and/or do.

Miko and Mitch do NOT mix. Peak “Siblings that hate each other” vibes. It’s like oil and water unless they have someone else (typically Five) acting as a mediator.

The dynamics are peak. They both have a large amount of siblings, they’re both extremely competitive, I view their skills as basically equal at least to the point where you can’t really predict who’s going to win, Mitch is an asshole who is very annoyed having to deal with “the new techs” and Miko is one of said new techs. They’ve been rivals at best and enemies at worst since the moment they met.

On that note, god help us all if Miko and Mitch learn about each other’s skills in DDR-like games. Because we’ve seen Miko’s skill for ourselves in Setting The Score and an unused animatic for season 3 shows that Mitch ALSO has some insane DDR-like (technically an in-universe Just Dance equivalent but close enough) skills. If those two ever end up going against each other in DDR or Just Dance it’s going to go on until they both collapse from exhaustion or a glitch crawls out of the screen, at which point they’d probably start fighting over who can capture it first.

Also worth noting that for most characters, they’re able to point at at least one redeeming quality about Mitch. Like sure he’s a jerk but you have admit that he’s a really effective tech or good at games, or that he was a good streamer prior to joining Hinobi, or even that he’s a decent leader when he’s not trying to screw everyone else over. Miko’s competitive nature and her already being against Mitch as a concept means that she either refuses to acknowledge Mitch’s skill or just views it as competition, she refuses to listen to a word he says if he’s the leader and she had no idea about Mitch’s past until very recently, with her first impression of the guy being the Hinobi Smash Competition, followed by Mitch wiping her new friend’s brain. She views him as stuck up asshole who keeps stealing her kills and messing with her, and it usually takes a third person (usually Five) being present in some way to stop the two of them from at the very least arguing.

Also contributing a lot to that dynamic, they bounce off each other uniquely too. Usually, if Mitch messes with someone, like I mentioned before everyone has their own way of dealing with him, and a lot of that ends up being trying to ignore him or just just going along with him, sometimes calling him out on his bullshit if it’s a particular problem or if Mitch genuinely crosses a line. Miko though. If Mitch messes with Miko, basically every single time without fail, she will have some kind of response. Like sure Zahra might snark back at him occasionally, Mitch probably doesn’t WANT Five to snap at him again and everyone has a breaking point eventually, but Miko actively tries to go against him in every way imaginable to her. She’ll disobey orders, mock him right back, use her own gauntlet equipment against him, figure out exactly what he’s trying to do just so she can get in his way, even get others to do the same sometimes. To Mitch, Miko seemingly runs on pure spite against him, and vice versa to be honest.

However, this status of Miko and Mitch being enemies can vary greatly, and everything I just said about Miko and Mitch’s dynamic only really applies on days where they’re outright enemies. It actually depends almost entirely on how much of a dick Mitch has been recently. Because the more of a jerk Mitch is, especially to Five and Miko, the harder Miko pushes and fights back, and if Mitch isn’t currently being a jerk or does something actually nice for a change, his dynamic with Miko cools down a whole lot, going from enemies to something more like friendly rivals or even outright friends of a sort. They’re still incredibly competitive and won’t hesitate to mess with or snark at each other in a much more minor, more casual way, but they’re not actively arguing or fighting and will get along mostly fine, albeit while still annoying each other. Miko has basically unintentionally become a karma meter of sorts for Mitch. The more of a self-centered jerk he is, the harder Miko swings back at him.

Also I kind of headcanon that Miko scares Mitch just a little bit. Not in a “They’ll overtake my rank as a Tech” way, although that is a small fear of his when it comes to Miko and Five working as a team, but like in a physical way. Because from Mitch’s perspective, Miko has superhuman reflexes, never seems to tire herself out and has a habit of just ignoring setbacks and injuries and refusing to say down, along with a complete refusal to obey any form of orders and a single minded, almost machine-like determination when it comes to certain tasks, who almost seems to have made it her mission to ruin his day specifically. Not to mention that she also has a never before seen complete immunity to resets, aka one of the few tools techs have access to that are meant for use on humans, and it’s implied that that’s just scratching the surface of what she’s immune to. And did I mention that she has red eyes and purple hair like some kind of anime character? I’m not necessarily saying that Mitch still believes Miko is a glitch or has always believed that, regardless of if you’re writing with the intention of that being true or not, but I am saying that in Find The Glitch, he DEFINITELY at least convinced himself for a brief moment.

Moving to Five, Mitch definitely prefers him over Miko, but he still views him as one of the noobs or one of blueberries in his own words. Five doesn’t actively go against Mitch at every opportunity like Miko (although he is often an accomplice to her), but Five’s literal presence has some weight to it that Mitch doesn’t want to acknowledge, but kind of has to.

Five is a massive fan of Mitch’s old content. He credits Mitch’s old stuff for teaching him everything he knows, and there’s a good chance that Mitch’s gaming content or tournament appearances were what got Five into gaming in the first place, or at least played a big part of it, and I already mentioned in Five’s section that Mitch tends to get a pass in Five’s book even when he tends to hold grudges with everything else. The man’s STILL holding onto Miko constantly winning against him and and refusing to mention that they have actually met before and Miko and Five are practically inseparable, and yet he continues to give Mitch passes and second chances.

Point is, Five looks up to him. A lot. And Mitch wasn’t always a complete asshole. Sure I’m willing to put money on those traits still being there to some degree when Mitch was streaming pre-Hinobi, but as mentioned in canon, he’s changed a lot since becoming a Glitch Tech. BUDS made a point of that.

Also, with a headcanon I have blatantly stolen from Rose Tinted, the old streaming and tutorials Mitch leaks out occasionally. He’ll give someone tips on a game or say something extremely helpful one moment, sometimes not even realizing he’s doing it, and then go right back to being a prick. The old Mitch is still there, just buried deep down.

Despite what Mitch says and how he can act, he does care about his teammates, all of them. Sure he’s a dick but if he sees any of the rest of the techs in danger, even Five and Miko for as annoyed as he can get with them, he’s very quick to go “Oh wait those are MY idiots” before dropping whatever he’s doing to go save them. He doesn’t like to show it often, but he’s a good person deep down, and he does care.

And on that note, in my mind there’s no way he can’t see how much his old stuff means to Five. How much HE means to Five. Even if he refuses to admit it out loud, he knows that Five looks up to him, and there’s no way in hell he doesn’t at least feel slightly bad about being a dick to him. Messing with everyone else, that’s one thing, but Five was and still is a fan of his, Five thinks and expects him to be better than this, there’s a connection that no one else really has with Mitch, and constantly messing with him, constantly disappointing him with every prank and every haze and every stolen kill has a lot more weight to it than Mitch is used to and honestly comfortable with.

And this feeling builds up for the entire series in my interpretation of everything. Five yelling that he “doesn’t even know who Mitch is anymore” in Age Of Hinobi maybe stings a little, but to Mitch at the end of the day, he doesn’t know Five. To him, Five is just like that one kid in the tournament who stopped in awe only for Mitch to kick them off a cliff. Maybe it has some more impact because it’s real life but still. Five finally snapping at Mitch in BUDS though. That one hurt. That was the culmination of probably countless instances of Mitch being a jerk, messing with Five, and Five forgiving but not quite forgetting until finally boiling over, and by now Mitch knows Five much more. He’s not just that Hinobi Smash Kid anymore to Mitch, he’s a coworker, a fellow tech, someone who he’s (been forced to) work with several times now, and like mentioned before Mitch does care about the people he’s close to. He knows Five as a person, he knows that Five looks up to him, and disappointing him yet again only for Five to finally call him on his bullshit HURTS. I think that’s a good part of why Mitch doesn’t have a response.

At the point where the show was canceled, Mitch is just starting to go through some major character development. Mainly being less of an asshole, and in my own opinion Five and Miko are the main things driving that change. Five is, whether he’s aware of it or not, essentially guiding Mitch towards niceness. He’s shown himself to have WAY more patience with Mitch than he honestly deserves, he’s one of the only people who doesn’t immediately write Mitch off as an asshole in most scenarios and like I said before, he has that connection to Mitch that makes disappointing him repeatedly really sting after a while. Actively or not, Five is essentially holding out a hand and nudging Mitch towards being a better person, a more social and less asshole-ish person, more like his original, pre-Hinobi self that still sometimes shows itself only for the current, egotistical asshole Mitch to bury it again. And whether she’s aware of it or not, Miko is forcibly shoving Mitch away from being an asshole by effectively being karmic punishment for Mitch’s assholery and making it much harder for him to slip into his old habits, lest he’s forced back into conflict with Miko. Five somewhat unintentionally directs him to being a better person and Miko somewhat unintentionally directs him away from getting worse.

However, that’s just my interpretation. With how the show got cancelled basically any part of Mitch’s character development/redemption arc is up to interpretation. What causes him to change, how much he changes and if he’s even aware that he’s changing at all is entirely up to you to do whatever you want with it.

Moving onto something lighter, despite no longer being a streamer himself, Mitch does keep up with what’s going on in the streaming world. He definitely watches the Furious Four (although that’s kind of a given) and I think there’s a very solid chance that the anime character he was watching on his gauntlet in Tutorial Mode was an in-universe Vtuber.

Also, Mitch likes cats. We know this because not only does he own one (or at least owned one, as we’ve only seen her in a video from several years ago just before he got hired as a tech and don’t know his cat’s exact age), a grumpy old asshole of a cat named Miss Boosh (which actually raises the question of what came first, the Cat or his Catchphrase), who Mitch loves, and also because of how he mentions that Mobile Cat Collecting game in The Real Glitch Techs and his attempts to 100% it. He even seems to have spent money on it based on his “it was free to play… at first” line.

As for what games he likes, canonically it’s anything with a competitive scene. Basically any game that lets him go against other players and show off his skills, especially shooters and fighting games. He also canonically is a fan of and really good at the in-universe equivalent of Just Dance, as mentioned before, and I’m willing to bet he’d probably be a fan of DDR or Rock’Em Sockers even if we’ve never seen him play them on screen.

And as for games he canonically doesn’t like: Retro games. The simplistic and dated graphics, the janky controls, the insane difficulties and the fact that most of them are singleplayer or very simple co-op, he just doesn’t vibe with them.

This actually has a kinda funny headcanon attached to it for me because ive theorized and headcanoned that Glitch Techs takes place in the very late 90s or the very early 2000s, more specifically the year 1998. It just has a bunch of more advanced technology than our 1998 because of Hinobi’s existence as a tech company and the invention of Plixels.

The thing is, Chomp Kitty canonically came out in 1993. Five years before Glitch Techs takes place according to my theories, and Mitch considers Chomp Kitty a retro game. This means that at least in my own fics, Mitch’s definition of a retro game is kind of strange and heavily vibe based. Yes, chomp kitty came out five years ago, but to Mitch, it has the same pixelated and old style of a retro game, has the same janky controls and difficulty of a retro game, is singleplayer apart from a basic scoreboard, and was originally made for arcade machines. Ergo, it is a retro game to him, even if it isn’t technically retro in an age sense.

This kind of has its own comedy with Five because not only is Chomp Kitty mentioned to be one of Five’s favourite games, but Five has a pretty deep connection to retro games as a whole on account of being the son of the guy who fucking invented them. It’s a dumb little headcanon I have, but Mitch writing off Chomp Kitty as a retro game is probably one of the only things that can cause a genuine argument between the two of them that and it’s probably the only grudge that Five would ever actually hold against Mitch for a long period of time.

Zahra:

From this point onwards, my rambling gets a lot less detailed and shorter because I struggle to write the characters more. It doesn’t help that Zahra, Haneesh and Bergy all have a lot less screen time than Five, Miko and Mitch. So a lot of details are more surface level stuff, headcanons and just listing off canonical information from the show and the Show Bible that the creators released.

This is probably kind of a given, but research muslim stuff. Cultural things, religious practices, important terms, all of that. Ask people with knowledge and do research on how to write Muslim characters well. I made a short list in my fic notes of things to remember (mainly things regarding Hijabs because I originally kept forgetting details about them and honestly how to spell the word at times) kind of late into writing chapters and even if it hasn’t come directly into play while writing yet, I still think it’s helpful to have on hand.

Zahra is pretty chill. Cool, typically calm under pressure, pretty cut and dry and sarcastic at times. She’s pretty no-nonsense and has a tendency to just be blunt and say what everyone else is thinking or what’s on her mind. The show bible also mentions that’s she’s a quick study of people and tends to hold people to high standards too.

However, there’s a hard limit to that cool and calm persona in my mind.

This is kind of a headcanon, but in my view Zahra acts very calm under pressure, just look at her sniping or scouting things out on missions, but once something does get her to crack and she actually starts getting stressed over something, she tends to swing hard and fast in the other direction. I mostly tend to focus on stuff like her snapping at Mitch in The Real Glitch Techs (“Why don’t you try to hack something FROM THE BACK OF A MOVING VAN”) and her crushing on Five in BUDS. Despite how she appears and presents herself, Zahra actually feels emotions very strongly, but it takes some outside force or unforeseen event giving her a good push and breaking past that emotional armour of hers to see that side of her, and even then it doesn’t tend to last long.

Her own weapon loadout accidentally serves as a kind of metaphor for it. Her main weapon of choice is a sniper rifle. Something that requires calm, focus and the ability to remain steady under pressure. But once something gets close the first thing Zahra reaches for is a massive greatsword and a minigun, two weapons made to blindly obliterate anything in front of her without much calm or control at all, with Zahra attempting to delete whatever threat came close to her with as much firepower as possible before she goes right back to sniping.

Also this is pretty much pure headcanon, but I like to think that Zahra is very good under physical pressure, but completely folds under more personal social pressure. Sniping, taking out glitches and providing support and healing while under fire? Zahra’s Cool, Calm and Collected. More stressful social interactions or god forbid a dealing with a crush? Zahra’s trying her best to keep up appearances while internally screaming.

Surprisingly enough, Zahra really doesn’t have much canonical information about her, not helped by a focus episode on her being a part of the cancelled season 3 that will never see the light of day. We don’t know anything about her family, her living situation, anything. Even in the released parts of the show Bible, Zahra is the only person that not only doesn’t have a listed game preference, but also doesn’t have the reason Hinobi picked them mentioned anywhere in or out of canon. Even Nix with his exactly 4 appearances in the entire series has his game preferences and reason for hiring listed, but Zahra is pretty much a blank slate here.

So in general, if you can get her personality and/or speaking style right (my main recommendation is to rewatch episodes with her in it until you can picture her voice pretty clearly), you can do pretty much whatever you want with her. She’s not quite a blank slate, she has a pretty defined personality, but her lore and any potential deeper depths of her personality could be whatever you want it to be as long as it sounds close enough to be canon.

As for her abilities as a tech, I have a few headcanons on that.

Mainly, i think Zahra is amazing at long range, but sucks at close range. My rationale for this is her weapons. Zahra is a solid 20/10 when it comes to sniping. Her aim is literally insane enough to shoot several moving projectiles out of the air in extremely quick succession. But like mentioned before, her close range weapons are a greatsword and minigun. Two weapons that are made to deal as much damage as possible, quickly as possible, with very little actual aiming required. The sword is large enough that basically anything near her WILL be hit by it, and the minigun is a minigun. In other words, i think she’s compensating for a lack of skill or at the very least a lack of aim up close.

At range Zahra devastates anything unlucky enough to come into view of her scope, but if something gets close Zahra tries to reduce it to a fine pixelated mist as quickly as possible with either a one shot from that sword or by laying down fire with a minigun because she knows she won’t last long in a prolonged fight up close. Kinda helping with my headcanon here is that one of the support options she keeps on hand is a smoke bomb and glitch-bait hologram, which would let her get away from close combat and get back to a range she’s more comfortable with. Even her minigun helps with this because it lets her lay down cover fire and then back up to a better range.

Speaking of her support options. She’s the go-to support and essentially field medic of the team. Everyone else has some buffs (especially Mitch), but Zahra has WAY more, and her buffs tend to be stronger and last longer compared to what everyone else has. Speed Boosts, Strength boosts, those hologram-escape-options I mentioned before, she has them all.

When it comes to medical stuff, i headcanon that along with those support options, Zahra is the only member of the techs with full access to healing equipment, either because she’s spent time maxing out that part of the tech tree or because she’s the only one who’s fully certified and licensed to be able to use the advanced stuff, the same way Nix mentions needing a “Plixelcraft License” and/or special training to be allowed to use the advanced plixelcraft stuff.

Sure everyone else probably has some basic healing supplies, the older techs are probably taught first aid for obvious reasons and glitch items can be used as a temporary fix (human body isn’t exactly made of plixels, so the benefits from a plixel based healing item from a game won’t last too long, just like powerups), and Zahra definitely isn’t bringing anyone back from the brink of death or fixing life threatening injuries, but she’s still the one that’ll keep you in the fight and fix any mild to moderate injuries sustained during a fight, or at least speed up your recovery so you can get back on patrol tomorrow instead of two weeks from now. For any truly serious life threatening stuff she isn’t fixing you there and now, but would be able to keep you stable and minimize any further injury until you can be brought to HQ’s medical wing with actual doctors or a hospital. She’s a teenage field medic, not a real medical doctor.

Haneesh:

I struggle to write Haneesh more than anyone else. I don’t know why. He’s just really hard to write for some reason and I have no idea why that is. My main tip that I’ve been using for myself is just rewatching to get his voice down. After that as far as I know I’m writing him completely OOC by the seat of my pants because Haneesh confuses me.

Actual lore-wise, Haneesh is a former esports gamer. He’s apparently been some kind of prodigy since he was 6 according to the show Bible, before eventually getting some extreme burnout due to the pressure of it all that led him to quit professional esports altogether, with Hinobi seeking him out and recruiting him as a tech not long after. The show bible also mentions that he’s kind of laid back and given that, his past in esports and whatever noodle incident happened the last time he was in charge of a squad of techs, I’m willing to bet he doesn’t like being under pressure too much.

He also has a heavy interest in the more technical aspects of being a tech, think hacking, plixelcraft and how glitches actually work going off of his knowledge in Alpha Leader.

As for how i write him, i mostly lean into that interest in the technical stuff. I don’t write him explicitly as “the smart one”, I do whatever I can to try to avoid generalizing characters like that, but I do view Haneesh as one of the more knowledgeable people in the group. If you ask him a question about glitches, hacking or anything in that general range of topics , he’ll either have the information you’re looking for or know where you could get it. Like sure Mitch and Nix in my fics have plenty of experience and have picked up quite a few things over their time as techs, but they’re more street smart in my view while Haneesh is more book smart.

Mitch and Nix go “aim for this specific spot on a glitch, it’s their weak point” because they’ve figured out over the last few years of glitch fighting that hitting a glitch in that specific spot does more damage like 90% of the time. They may not know for certain WHY it works, just that it does and they probably aren’t going to question it.

Haneesh goes “aim for this specific spot on a glitch, it’s their weak point” because he’s done his research and knows that that specific spot is more exposed or has less Plixel density or is closer to the root form or whatever the actual reason is. He knows that it SHOULD work and knows WHY it should work, but might not have ever actually tested it before himself.

For example, He knows that Multiplayer Glitches are able to respawn and how they do it, but he might not have actually seen it happen before in person and might be missing some information that you could only really know if you’ve personally dealt with a multiplayer glitch yourself.

His knowledge also isn’t infinite. He has more than a couple limits where he just has to go “yeah I have no idea”. A lot of things are just too complex, especially when talking about glitches. Hinobi literally has its own team of scientists and specialists analyzing and researching these things and they’re STILL kind of unknowable and strange. Same goes for hacking, plixelcraft, Hinobi stuff and anything else he’s spent time learning. He may be good at hacking and programming, but there’s plenty of things that are just out of the scope of his understanding and knowledge. He may be more book smart than the other techs, but he’s still a 16 year old patrol tech, not a Hinobi scientist.

Gear and physical activity-wise, I mostly try to contrast him with Zahra. From what I’ve seen and kind of headcanoned, each pair of techs either compliment each other and add to each other’s strengths, or contrast each other to cover each other’s weaknesses. Like how Five is good at planning things out but struggles raw-skill-wise and therefore might struggle to actually go through with what he’s planned out, while Miko is completely insane with raw skill and physical ability but cannot plan or think ahead for the life of her. Together, they make up for each other’s weaknesses.

So I’ve headcanoned that Haneesh is primarily focused on Melee Combat, contrasting Zahra’s focus on sniping and attacking at range, and Debuffs, both to contrast Zahra’s buffs and support options and because of Haneesh’s interest in coding.

So in combat. Haneesh and Zahra work very well together. Haneesh fights at close range, drawing aggro away from Zahra and debuffing anything near him, while Zahra picks off threats from afar and absolutely SHREDS anything that Haneesh debuffs. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if Zahra was capable of supplying buffs from long range using her sniper as well.

Also, we see in Alpha Leader and it’s mentioned in the show bible that Haneesh has an interest in Plixelcraft, making platforms and simple structures out of plixels. This also works well with Zahra because it means that Haneesh can make platforms and cover for Zahra to snipe from, giving her better angles and keeping her further out of reach from glitches. Hell, we even see them do something like that in Alpha Leader.

But again, all of this could be out of character because I have no idea what I’m doing with this guy. I am pretty confident with the headcanons for his loadout though.

Bergy:

I also kind of struggle with writing Bergy.

The way I see him, Bergy’s kind of the last thing you’d expect a glitch tech to be. But he also fills a very unique role in the glitch “ecosystem” in Bailley

Because all things considered, Bergy ain’t exactly peak glitch tech material to put it lightly. He’s a nervous wreck, he has a tendency to panic when dealing with any mildly aggressive glitch and his aim with a gauntlet sucks, especially when he’s panicking, which again, tends to happen when he sees any glitch above like level 3. Mitch doesn’t even really bother giving him orders because honestly, what’s he going to do against any truly dangerous glitch?

Speaking of orders, we see that Bergy just kind of takes orders from anyone above him without questioning it. Mitch could tell him to jump and he’d ask how high, not because he likes Mitch, but because he just likes taking orders I guess.

Also curiously, the show bible mentions why Bergy was chosen and I have some conspiracies about it. I’ve already made some post about it somewhere, but Bergy was chosen by Hinobi for being overly positive on Hinobi message boards and just generally being a pretty good, social person. He’s a big outlier among the rest of the techs because they all have reasons for being hired that make a bit more sense for techs. Mitch is a gaming prodigy and has been a regular tournament winner since he was a kid, Haneesh is a former semi-pro or possibly even professional esports player, Miko and Five took out an entire arcade of glitches with no training, plus Miko’s reset immunity, even Nix with basically no information about him was brought in for “completion of achievements” and going by the standards of everyone else those had to be some impressive achievements.

But Bergy was hired in for reasons that don’t necessarily line up with what Hinobi usually looks for in a tech. So it makes me kind of theorize if he was even meant to be a glitch tech in the first place. Maybe he was originally hired to work at the store’s front desk or even as non-monster-hunting, genuine tech support. Those jobs match up way more with his reason for hiring. Only for Bergy to become a glitch tech a bit later. Maybe he found it way better than whatever he was originally hired to do. I’m sure Phil wouldn’t mind the extra tech on patrol.

Anyways, about that unique role he fills, Bergy is essentially a scavenger in the glitch food chain of Bailley. A garbage man almost. He goes out and hunts all of the low level glitches that the other techs avoid in favour of the stronger stuff that gives more XP and is more fun and flashy to fight. And because everyone else avoids doing it and because low level glitches are so easy to take out (Miko proved you don’t even need a tech gauntlet some of the time), Bergy can capture a TON of them over the course of a shift and rakes in a metric TON of XP. I headcanon that he’s actually the second highest on the leaderboard behind Mitch because of this. It isn’t flashy, but Bergy is essential just because of how he hunts all the stuff that no one else wants to. Without Bergy on patrol the town would be overrun by a massive amount of level 1-2 glitches. The job sucks, but someone has to do it, so it may as well be the one guy in Bailey that enjoys going after the weaker glitches and doesn’t WANT to go after anything stronger.

Also just working off that and the kind of logical step that a lot of low level glitches would be harmless companion pets or items and weapons that can’t do anything unless a human is actively using them, i headcanon that Bergy is just sitting on a massive stockpile of weapons and items from various video games that he’s quite literally just found lying around somewhere. You need a healing potion? He has it. You need a sword? Bergy will hand you the master sword, a halo energy sword and the blades of chaos. You need some specific item to beat a glitch? Give Bergy some time to sift through his gauntlet’s inventory and he might just have a replacement.

Equipment wise, i headcanon that Bergy brings in a ton of XP, so he’s actually a very high level with a massive amount of the tech tree unlocked, although he only uses a small amount of it, mostly since he only fights very weak glitches. I kind of headcanon that he uses a lot of scouting equipment. Locating and Tracking Glitches, some stealth stuff to sneak up on them, maybe some stuff to trap glitches in place or slow them down, that sort of thing. He TECHNICALLY has a lot of really powerful stuff, but he doesn’t need to use it because he only hunts the low level stuff, and doesn’t WANT to use it most of the time because he’s just not made for combat.

In a team setting, I say that Bergy probably provides support through the two things he specializes in. The first thing is Scouting. He can track glitches from long distances, ping their locations and keep everyone else informed.

As for the second thing, Bergy may be bad at combat. His physical ability is lacking and his aim sucks, but Bergy is also sitting on a massive stockpile of various weapons and items, and he knows a couple of people that have much better aim than he does. If Bergy has access to some kind of Mitch-Level Glitch Oneshot Beam, he probably doesn’t have the aim or physical ability to effectively use it. But he’d happily hand it to someone that can. And that’s ignoring the potential of the powerups he has on him. Invincibility, extremely powerful healing, straight up extra lives that won’t bring someone back from the dead (glitches have limits), but will block or negate some massive hits to create the same effect, stuff that Hinobi’s gauntlets might struggle with or just might not be powerful enough to recreate. Sure it’s either one use only or has a massive cooldown time since they’re glitch items, but who cares, Bergy’s just gonna find more the next time he goes on patrol. Sure he’s limited by whatever random items he has on him, but he’s also ONLY limited by whatever items he has on him.

On another note, despite Bergy’s tendency to panic and bad aim, in B.U.D.S we see that Bergy is actually pretty good with a bow and is cool and calm while fighting the horrific monstrosity of the episode, and there’s a few possibilities with that.

Bergy is capable of being very competent, but not as himself. He used his DND persona as some kind of alterego and it boosted his confidence a whole lot. (Kinda unlikely considering that he got nervous and wanted to leave before being replaced by a glitch)

Bergy is just really good with a bow for some unknown reason.

If Bergy is in a situation that’s just stressful enough, his panic somehow loops back around to being calm and collected. Like put this man in a life or death scenario and he just pulls some genuinely insane competence out of his ass with “Zahra sniping” levels of calm and focus, beats the glitch and then goes back to his regular self afterwards. Or at least he appears calm to outside observers. Inside Bergy is 100% panicking so much he barely knows what’s going on.

I think option 3 is the best one, but I’m not sleeping on Bergy having some genuine skill with a bow. I’m willing to give that to him as a signature weapon like Zahra’s sniper or Miko and that sledgehammer.

Also: Bergy’s name is canonically Cecil Bergoch.

Nix:

Nix is a blank slate, and you can do whatever you want with him.

I’m serious.

This man has like four appearances total.

He is as close as you can get to a canonical OC in this fandom.

Also his name is canonically Adam Michael Nix.

As for how I personally write him, this is going to be one big ramble about Nix in my own fic and pure headcanons about him because again, he’s basically a blank slate. All you have to do is watch any of the like 5 scenes he appears in and congrats, you’ve seen his entire canon character.

Nix is kind of an enigma in my eyes. He’s kind of on the outskirts of the friend group and his main connection into the group is Bergy and Mitch. In canon, it’s only really Bergy that’s arguably close to him and him and Mitch don’t interact much, but that’s my view.

No one really knows much about him. No one knows any details about his personal life, no one but Bergy really ends up working with him for long enough to get to know him and the only people who know that his name is actually Adam and Nix is actually his last name are Bergy and Mitch.

(A detail from my fic: Bergy just casually goes “oh yeah i already knew that” on the topic of Nix’s name. Meanwhile Mitch mutes the group chat just before Nix’s name is revealed and doesn’t react when it’s brought up. Mainly because he muted the chat. Then a few chapters later he talks to Nix in private and isn’t surprised by his name, and also calls him by his name later despite again, having muted the chat and missing Nix’s name reveal. He already knew.)

The fact that Nix works two jobs, one job at Hinobi and one job at Joystick JR’s, doesn’t help with that degree of separation between him and the others. It also explains why he barely appears in the show. He works multiple jobs and physically can’t be around as much.

For minor personality stuff: I gave this man a fixation on video game secrets, achievements and collectibles. Mainly because it’s mentioned in the show bible that he was hired due to “competition of achievements” and I’m willing to bet he got some insanely hard ones to get hired by Hinobi. This man knows a lot of video game secrets, and enjoys achievement hunting.

Also in canon: Nix is mentioned to be very studious and favourite games are tactical and strategy games.

In my mind Nix, despite not working as much as the other techs, is still surprisingly knowledgeable and street smart when it comes to fighting glitches. Like I said before, he’d probably go “aim for this spot, it’s a weak point” because he somehow picked up that shooting a glitch there does more damage like 80% of the time. He may not know exactly WHY it works, but he knows that it does. But at the same time, he will get right to researching things if he has a question. Like if he started questioning WHY that weak spot only works 80% of the time, he would start looking things up until he knows EVERYTHING. It just takes a push to get him going.

With Nix and Bergy, the only canon connection he has, I’m confident that they’re friends. They’re seen on missions together, the show bible mentions that they’re frequently paired up because “their loadouts and skills compliment each other” and Castle Crashers is one of the few times when we Nix interact with ANYONE.

As for their dynamic, it is my full belief that whenever Nix and Bergy are offscreen and not a part of the current episode, they’re halfway across town going on a completely separate adventure that could easily be its own episode, plot and character arcs included. Like at any point during The Glitch Modder you could suddenly switch the perspective to Nix and Bergy and it would be like changing channels to another show that’s already in progress.

(A gag I really wanted to do in HTSBD for a while was someone getting stuck with Bergy and Nix on patrol at the beginning of a chapter and then by the end of the chapter they show up after being absent with Bergy and Nix the whole time having gone through some completely unseen adventure and character arc.)

Also, in canon Nix is 17, the same age as Bergy, and probably joined around the same time as them. My version of Nix is 18, the same age as Mitch, and joined Hinobi around the same time as everybody’s favourite asshole. This is because I headcanoned everyone’s ages way before I got my hands on the show bible so everyone’s ages are just ever so slightly different. My version of Nix is 18, my version of Zahra is 16 but right on the cusp of turning 17 when in canon she’s 17, my version of Five is 16 when in canon he’s 15 (but probably very close to turning 16), tiny changes that are almost entirely because I wrote the characters with certain ages in mind before actually learning how old they are. My version of Bergy is still 17 though. That sounds incredibly wrong to me for some reason but that’s his canon age.

As for Nix’s loadout, all we have for canon details is that according to the show bible Nix and Bergy’s skillsets complement each other and Nix getting into Plixelcraft in Im Mitch Williams. So it could be whatever you want.

I mostly headcanon his loadout as a kind of “trapper” loadout. Restricting movement, preventing glitches from escaping, plixelcraft walls and barriers, that sort of thing going with Bergy’s “scouting” loadout. Bergy can find and track glitches, and Nix can keep them in a certain area or lock them down once Bergy finds them.

I also like focusing on plixelcraft with Nix. Mainly because of what he mentions about needing certification to be able to use it. My own headcanon for it is that basically all techs have access to plixelcraft. Haneesh makes plixelcraft barriers and platforms for Zahra, Miko’s hammer is plixelcraft, Zahra’s minigun is plixelcraft, the axe Five briefly uses in Ralphie Bear is Back is plixelcraft, basically any of those untextured, one-solid-colour objects the gauntlet makes is plixelcraft, but that’s just the basic stuff. A bunch of preset options the gauntlet makes automatically. Haneesh can make a platform or wall, but he can only use a couple of preset shapes that he unlocked from the tech tree. The stuff that needs training and certification is the advanced stuff, where you can make whatever you want, with whatever code or purpose you want. That’s why it needs training and special certification.

Haneesh can make plixelcraft walls and barriers, but ONLY those walls and barriers with preset options, and the only real offensive value Haneesh could really get from his plixelcraft would be something like making a big block of plixel mid-air and hoping it falls on a glitch. Meanwhile Nix is limited only by his own creativity, programming ability and the obvious limitation that he has to make new stuff beforehand. Can’t exactly create and program an entirely new plixelcraft object while being attacked by an Elden Ring Boss.

Also kinda connecting to that whole “Nix has two jobs and can’t work as a tech as much” thing, i headcanon that despite working as a tech for as long as Mitch, Nix isn’t a very high level and doesn’t have too many things unlocked. He’s not a bad tech, he’s pretty knowledgeable about tech stuff, no slouch in combat and he’s definitely the muscle/bodyguard whenever him and Bergy are paired up to go after anything higher than Bergy’s usual weight class, but that second job combined with a few other factors means he’s a lower level than he probably should be for this time as a tech and his options for gear are somewhat limited compared to a tech like Zahra or Haneesh.

That’s another reason I say he uses a lot of plixelcraft. It lets him get around the limitation of his low level and use whatever he wants. Nix isn’t a high enough level to get a minigun? He’ll use plixelcraft to make his own custom one. Maybe even make it float around and attack things automatically if he can figure out how to code that.

I also think this pairs with Bergy for another reason: Bergy has a massive stockpile of glitch items on him and can provide support by just handing another tech whatever they might need, as long as he actually has it on him. Meanwhile Nix’s plixelcraft means that he can MAKE any item or weapon that someone might need at the moment, as long as he’s worked on it beforehand and has the file for it on his gauntlet. Basically these two together are a walking Swiss Army Knife. If you need a specific tool, Either Bergy has an item for it or Nix can make it.

And again, Bergy and Nix’s skillsets and loadouts mesh well together. Bergy has an extremely high level and access to a ton of extremely powerful tools and weapons from grinding a metric fuckton of low level glitches every day, but lacks the skill and ability to properly use most of them. Meanwhile Nix is fully capable, but has a lower level than he honestly should due to him not being able to work as much (and when he does work, he usually doesn’t get to fight glitches that are very strong) and because of that doesn’t have access to as many tools. So they fit together perfectly.

Overall, Nix is really malleable, and you could honestly do whatever the hell you want with him. He can be bent incredibly out of shape before starting to sound OOC, so have fun!

[29daffodils]

bison : resident noob dom extraordinaire

context : there was a discourse going on on twitter (as per usual) about whether bison is actually a dom or not or if it's just a trauma response that he may grow out of and eventually realize that he is not into bdsm. or something.

before i begin anything,

disclaimer : OP has both good and bad experience, so this meta/rant is entirely written based on my own understanding and experience within the BDSM community and with partners.

now, let's begin.

the original tweet that sparked the debate (also i think OP's QT aiming at “self proclaimed bdsm connoisseurs” is snooty and entirely dismisses all their arguments before and after that) (but that's just me)

the tweet with the counter argument?? i guess???

in support of the OG tweet

now that i've laid all that out, i'll begin by saying :

the idea of anyone being a “natural dom” or there being something like “natural dominance” in the context of sexual preferences is inherently harmful and sets people, both the dom and the sub, up for having a bad experience, or worse, being abused.

i know this statement wasn't from OP, but considering how they are on about the “bdsm connoisseurs” flooding their mentions, i think they should have addressed this since it's in support of their tweet. anyway.

now, i agree in part with OP's take :

bison is definitely influenced by his entire life being surrounded by violence. we have a young adult who has mostly no control over his life or how he lives it. he has witnessed violence and now he is in the center of it, and nevermind how good he is at his job, bison has made it clear he doesn't want to kill. bison has also told us that “pain kinda excites me.” so, just because his sexual lifestyle might be a trauma response, it doesn't mean he “isn't really a dom” or that his behaviour is “not rooted in natural dominance”. the idea of “natural dominance” is moreover, in my opinion, based on unrealistic patriarchal ideals and if you squint, this is a not so subtle shade on our young twinky dom as well.

so now let's look at bison as he is introduced to us :

witnesses the murder of his parents, clearly traumatized, get “adopted” by some shady ass woman who puts him back into a system where he is the one now inflicting violence, bison realizes at some unknown point of time that he “wants to be in control” because “pain kinda excites me” and purchases all sorts of bdsm paraphernalia, except he never dates because of his profession, until he meets kant who dupes him into trying out s&m, and bison very much enjoys his first play, fast forward to the falling out and kidnapping of kant and the fighting and make-up, and finally the scene in question that sparked the OG tweet :

in this scene, bison admits that he goes out and does fun things, like bowling, right after a kill, to take his mind off it. clearly, he doesn't like it. we already know this, bison has always insinuated to fadel that he wants an out and it's evident he doesn't hunger for the kind of violence he is made to dole out. but this is the first point we see him actually address this and outright say he deliberately does light-hearted activities to disengage from the aftermath of a kill. we also see him admit to the difficulties of a hitman's lifestyle and this particular piece of dialogue shows that whether he enjoys it or not, he is good at his job and he has made his peace with it. so where does his need for control fit in here?

in previous episodes (#2, tattoo parlour scene), bison admits to wanting control in bed, but he doesn't clearly state whether he is the S or the M. coupled with this omission, his “pain kinda excites me” dialogue makes me think he is both into giving and receiving pleasure from pain.

anyway, coming back to the main point, bison's need for control in bed may very well (and i've been suspecting it for a while) arise from his difficult lifestyle and his lack of say in how he lives, considering he is a hitman and (has to) reports to mother probably everything he does. for a 24yo, that's not the best case scenario. assuming bison was immediately adopted after the murder of his parents, he did not have a lot of (if any at all) time to explore himself or live his life in a way he sees fit. we know he sleeps around (that's his M.O. after all in most missions, i believe) and that's probably the only place where he could excersize any control or take charge. but we also know he hasn't done any s&m play before. so with the introduction of kant and the whole bdsm shebang, we can tell bison is exhilarated to finally be calling the shots and leading in bed in a way he and his partner both find pleasurable. and since he has all the tools and knows his own desires, it's safe to assume wants to be a dom. now whether he is or not, let's see.

we'll address the “natural dominance” debate here.

in the very first interaction with kant (who is older, btw, let's keep that in mind), he immediately tells off kant for being patronizing towards him. if you live anywhere in asia, you'll know it's kinda rude to talk back to older people. so even though they are in an informal setting, and the age rules don't apply here as such, bison doesn't shy away from putting kant in his place.

in the red room, we can see kant take the bed but bison walks away from him and takes the loveseat. in this scene, it is clear kant is used to leading, so he expects bison to listen to what he says. but bison (bless my boy), very easily throws him off by remaining seated and gesturing kant to come to him. kant still tries to keep his ground, but ultimately he makes the most pathetic meow meow begging face and that's when bison finally lets him have it. even after this, we can see kant is used to topping and pulling the strings, but bison once again throws him off by saying, “you are not doing this solo, you know?”

this whole exchange immediately defines their roles in the current setting and imo, is a very subtle foreshadowing for their future interactions.

in the tattoo bed scene, bison is excited beyond measure to be finally introducing and sharing his kink with kant and while initially we could see kant trying to lead this interaction, there are subtle signs/actions from bison that shows how he prepares kant for his submissive role : the slap to the hand on his thigh and kant's little flinch and gasp (one of my fave scenes from first, the micro-expressions were outstanding), the little slaps to his cheek before bison departs, etc.

i could go on and on, but the “natural dominance” that QTOP claims bison doesn't have, is actually out there taking a walk in broad daylight lmao. i think their intent was to say that because bison's dominance doesn't exist irrespective of his trauma but actually goes hand-in-hand with it, it's less valid than say, a dom who doesn't have a violent past and trauma related to it.

the question now here would be how good of a dom he is and whether he lets his trauma define his status as a dom. so far, there have been no signs of bison misusing his power and control over kant during a play (i believe we cannot count the drunk bison whipping kant scene here for obvious reasons). but so far, while bison was sober, he hasn't abused his power over kant during one of their plays. until very recently that is, and outside bed, does bison actually makes use of his power over kant : kidnapping and outrageous demands because he is hurting, but, the moment kant uses his safeword, bison drops everything and pulls away. from my experience, bison is very much a good dom so far, but he is also inexperienced, excited, in love, and under-informed (or that bit may just be the sloppy writing).

the word “natural dominance” suggests to me that QTOP expects bison to be in his dom role all the time, but it's not very often that people adapt their sexual preferences and make it into a lifestyle. doms are caregivers (by this, i mostly mean they lead and guide the sub and provide care/pleasure during and after any scene) in bed and outside of it should it be an exclusively d/s relationship with that kind of lifestyle. we haven't seen bison and kant discuss their dynamics or how they are going to implement it anywhere outside a particular scene. moreover, bison so far hasn't indicated that he wants kant and himself to be exclusively a d/s pair. rather, he is very much a romantic and likes doing all sorts of things that a stereotypical younger twinky bottom male in a gay relationship is supposed to do. even in the swing scene, bison is affectionate with kant the same way he was before learning the truth. the only difference we feel now is because bison finally knows the whole truth and is letting himself freely accept affection that he was holding himself back from when he was suspicious of kant's motives (even after getting together with him). so bison's cutesy actions in this ep are not because he doesn't have the dom bone in his body or because he hungers for affection but gravitates towards domination because of his cycle of violence. he is free and affectionate and it feels different now compared to before is because his entire relationship with kant is no longer sitting on a bed of lies and they have both come clean. this ultimately changes their body language and how they interact with each other. therefore, bison's desire to lead is just as strong as his desire to be cared for (leaning on his boyfriend, being cute, cuddly, etc) and both exist on opposing sides of the same sphere that's bison's life.

therefore, i think it's kind of ridiculous to say his actions/behaviour isn't rooted in “natural dominance”. I'm not even sure what that is supposed to mean except that QTOP either thinks bison is supposed to be some caricature dom who likes leading both in bed and outside it. because that, my friends, is not how most relationships (bdsm and otherwise) work. or that he is a christian grey 2.0 (which, 🤣🥹).

so what i urge most readers/watchers to do here is separate bison's innate ability to inflict violence effectively in his job from his desire to dominate and use pain for pleasure in bed. both are different things and not mutually exclusive.

i think most of us need to give up on whatever 50SoG “taught” us about bdsm and actually look at this whole thing realistically. also, i think from all this info it's clear bison isn't gonna change his dom status anytime soon and for valid reasons. so from what we have seen him do so far, i can safely say he knows what he wants and he will very much keep wanting to play with kant while he calls the shots.

therefore it's important that we see bison's character from a realistic pov instead of whatever christian grey was. yes, he craves control because he doesn't have it in most instances of his life. but also yes, he craves romantic affection from his partner because he is a fool in love. both of these things can co-exist. what we need to remember is that just because someone is a dom doesn't mean they only need to be a sadist or be a top (I'm looking you, vegas).

in the future eps, bison might settle more into his skin and he may (however unlikely) realize he doesn't need to demand as much control (not that he is doing that a whole lot now). but, we still have 4 more episodes left and I don't think we'll be covering that anyway. so, my final verdict is bison is very much a dom, but he is a total “noob dom” (as i fondly like to call him) and will get many things wrong before he gets them right. but kant will be there along the way to learn alongside him, so no worries about that.

anyway, rant is over. cheers.

[scaryspears]

Bi Han x Bimbo Reader

"I need to die looking good."

This is for chickensandwich69

Warning: Bi Han is sexist (and a bit of a d*ck), and mild sexual flirting but nothing explicit.

She has priorities.

She wasn't fighting for Earthrealm, nor did she have any interest in fighting for Shao Kahn. She was in it for herself, blindsided and forced to compete, but making the most of what she could enjoy out of it.

And that was something Bi Han could respect, even though her motivations weren't. Spending time with friends, shopping, getting her hair and makeup done, and scoring herself a romantic companion.

The She/Her in question is you. You were a ballerina, a gymnast, a cheerleader, pageant Queen. It was clear competition is in your blood, so the tournament was a walk in the park for you. The fighting part, anyway. Seeing you freak out over blood was another matter.

"Do you want me to massage your hair?" you asked him, a cheeky smile on your face. He nodded, and you did as you offered.

Seeing Bi Han's face was a luxury, and you would do anything to see it as long as you could, even though you didn't mind him with his mask. You liked being the one that gets pampered, but you would make an exception for Bi Han.

He questions how it came to this, all the time.

Maybe it's your Chaosrealm blood. Nothing made sense around you but it came naturally. It happened out of nowhere. First, you're watching him train with Cyrax. Second, you're following him and yapping your mouth off. Third, he ends up doing something very intimate with you and he's wearing less clothes. And it involves his mouth and lower region.

Your relationship wasn't much of a secret, considering you were seen hugging his arm if you were both in the same room or area, but not enough lived to know it as fact. With the tournament and all. Or just in general. Bi Han saw competition in their gazes, which meant jealousy. Which meant lots of ice and blood during fights. Thankfully you were too dumb to figure it out, because blood upset you a lot, and you had only started making an exception for the tournament.

"What else would you like me to do?" you were sitting on his lap now, something in your eyes. Pretty obvious what you were feeling.

Oh yeah, that's why. There was no way he would resist this.

Bi Han may be a Lin Kuei assassin, and one that takes his profession very seriously, but he could enjoy a good lady himself. You had just broken up with your boyfriend so it felt like a fitting decision to take your attention while it was still available to him. So long as you were his no one else could have it.

Companions were not common within the clan, and you were an excellent fighter. Sure, there were the cultural differences and the clash of personalities, but if the Lin Kuei were to ever find out it would be unbelievable, so it was a right decision.

You desired him and he desired you, it worked both ways. Both of you were being selfish, he was certain, but you initiated so he had no reason to care about your feelings.

[Noob Saibot]

He grew more possessive of you, and that possession followed him when he died. Before he would freeze any man that flirted with you, these days he killed them. You were distraught when Bi Han died, but you weren't sure what to make of his new self. It was still Bi Han, but he was Goth now and you've never been with a Goth before. You were determined to try something new, however, so you kept going on with the relationship.

You didn't understand his new found problems with his brother or where his bizarre mindset came from, but your main concern was matching with your boyfriend, so you had a bunch of black designer dresses lined up in your wardrobe.

"I guess Goth isn't a phase." you said to yourself. Then again, your parents thought you were a phase.

Bi Han gently brushed your hair out of your face and kissed your cheek, even though his skin wasn't as soft as it originally was, which meant his lips were almost shrivelled into his skull. It would only be fair if you were dead as well, that way he wouldn't feel left out from lack of lips.

"Where is your fear?"

"I think I left it in my purse."

"We will find it."

You had only started getting used to his new odd way of showing his affection, but it still made your insides all fluttery. You kissed him sweetly. Your lip gloss stained on his 'lips', and Bi Han didn't show any irritation, but there was the pride she recognised. It wasn't often he gave an expression since his change.

[beehunterkisser]

YESSSS ISABELLA IN WONDERLAND UPDATE!!! Wonderful as always <333

Firstly, I want to say that I totally glossed over Isabella daydreaming about Phineas teaching Perry how to use a knife. I snorted very loudly at that when I reread part 1.

Secondly, oooohhhh Doof was so silly. I love him being the Caterpillar, and I really enjoy all of his hands. I have no specific reason for this, I like them.

I also like how Doof is thinking of Vanessa, what a loving dad. I also like how he’s treating Isabella, I feel as if he’s used to dealing with kids her age because of the experience he gained when raising Vanessa, and it comes across well in how he’s talking to her. (I could be reading too far into it, but I feel like when I was a kid I met adults like Caterpillar Doof)

Very amazing and wonderful as per usual. I am very excited to see who we meet in the next installment!

Thank you :-)

THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOO MUCH FOR THIS ASK I DIDNT EVEN WANNA ANSWER IT FOR A LITTLE WHILE BC I JUST WANTED TO STARE AT IT LOVINGLY IN MY INBOX FOREVER HAHAHA. Stuff like this makes doing big projects like my au SO worth it.

I love doofs caterpillar hands too Its just natural to love his caterpillar hands. like i said in the tags he got Snubbed because he has way more but i was too lazy to draw him.. the doof fullbody design has them all though.

you may notice the gold band isnt on the top of his hat in this like it is in the comics. this is because im a noob and mistook my lighting in the first spread to be a gold band. and every time id draw it id get REALLY MAD and be like why tf did i put this here its so annoying..you never put it there..you did that to yourself. ANYWAY

Im really glad you liked his characterization because im definitely not like. a professional doof writer my strengths are in other characters i feel but you saying this makes me feel confident about it YAY.

THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN YOU ARE SO SWEET