#i'm really feeding into my own bad boy obsession

[duramaters]

Try Me // E.C.

Synopsis: You pass initiation by the skin of your teeth and Eric isn’t too happy about you joining Dauntless 

Warnings: Smut (18+), explicit language, threat, characters are aged up

Word Count: 2.9k

Initiation had been tough and you had come shamefully close to fucking up your fear landscape, but you scraped through thanks to Four’s guidance. You could tell that your success had irritated Eric. It may have had something to do with the fact that you still retained some of your more subtle Amity traits despite the fact that Dauntless should have wiped that out of you during your initiation. The Candors were still allowed to be brutally honest and the Erudite could still rely on their intelligence so why couldn’t you maintain your sunny disposition? You weren’t the only Amity initiate that year, but the other was a boy clearly destined for a future in Dauntless so he had a much easier time of it than you, especially with Eric. Tall, stupid, brooding Eric. He had been a thorn in your side since you jumped off that rooftop but you had been adamant that you would prove him wrong, even if it was just out of spite and not some twisted sense of self-preservation.

You were heading back to your room after dinner at the pit when you noticed the aforementioned thorn leaning against the wall, cleaning his fingernails with a rather sharp looking knife. Typical Eric intimidation tactic. His position meant that you would have to walk awfully close to the edge of the chasm to get passed him which was not something you felt entirely comfortable with and the glint in his eye as he looked at you suggested that he was well aware of this.

“Initiate.” He stood to his full height as you approached and turned his body to completely block your path.

“I know it’s hard for you to accept that I am a fully fledged Dauntless now Coulter, but I’m sure you’ll adjust eventually” you smiled up at him sarcastically. There was venom in your tone and the quirk of his eyebrow hinted that he wasn’t expecting such an impudent response. Amity passivity be damned. You half expected him to grab you by the throat and launch you into the chasm as punishment for your audacity, but to your complete surprise he merely shoved passed you. It didn’t escape your notice that his broad shoulder pushed you into the safety of the wall and not the raging torrent to your right. You faltered for a moment at the realisation, knowing that he had come close to killing people for less. Eventually, your mind caught up with your body and you carried on to your room, trying not to overthink Eric’s actions.

~~~

You had told your friends about what had happened with Eric the next day during your morning workout. Will refused to believe that Eric hadn’t throttled you at the first chance he got and you grimaced at the thought.

“You should see how far you can push him!” Christina suggested in typical Christina fashion.

“I didn’t get through initiation just to get myself killed now!” You laughed at her absurdity. Although her idea did sound kind of appealing, you knew Eric was not one to have his buttons pushed and let you get away with it.

“I wonder if he’d make it quick and snap your neck or if he’d torture you slowly?” Will wondered aloud before suddenly going wide eyed at something behind you.

“It would definitely be slow and torturous. You’d be begging by the end.” Immediately your face flushed bright red and the hair on your arms stood on end as Eric bent down and whispered threateningly in your ear. You stared open-mouthed at your companions as Eric laughed and brushed passed you, the touch of his leather jacket on your bare arm eliciting an involuntary shiver. There was absolutely no need for such close contact, you thought.

“That was hot.” Your friend smirked, and as much as it pained you to admit it, Christina wasn’t wrong.

You finished your workout and absolutely did not look over at Eric, now covered in sweat with a single piece of hair falling alluringly into his eyes. You really weren’t expecting the image to make your stomach flutter. God what had happened to you? Did the feeling of finally being safe and no longer facing the stresses of initiation mean that your subconscious had latched onto something new and equally as daunting? His earlier comment had definitely not helped matters that was for sure. Christina nudged your shoulder, bringing you back to the present with a knowing look. You simply sipped your water and acted oblivious, throwing one last glance at the tattooed leader before heading out of the gym to the showers.

~~~

That night you had forgotten all about Eric and his comment and you were blissfully lounging in your bed with a book waiting for the bath to fill. Will had made you complete a rather intense workout to make sure you didn’t start slacking now that official training was over and your muscles were in agony so a warm bubble bath was a much needed indulgence. Once the tub had filled you stripped off your clothes, chucked your hair up into a bun and slipped into the water, trying not to hiss at the pleasure of your loosening muscles. You had left your book on your night stand and you were too relaxed to go and get it so you let your eyes slip closed and simply enjoyed the feeling of weightlessness.

The feel of fingers lightly caressing your throat, sliding delicately up your neck before gently clamping down on your jugular was an unexpected sensation. A moan slipped from your mouth at the pressure and you felt a disturbance in the water - another hand was sliding its way across your inner thigh, heading straight for your rapidly warming core. Nails bit into the flesh of your leg and you groaned, lifting your hips ever so slightly, silently begging for more. Your eyes fluttered open slowly, unprepared to find the lust blown gaze of Eric Coulter staring back at you. With a splash you woke up and spluttered bubbles and bathwater out of your mouth. You didn’t realise you had fallen asleep. The water was now lukewarm but your skin was ablaze with the imagined touches of a man who had tormented you for months. You reasoned that your exhausted mind had just latched on to Will’s earlier mention of Eric throttling you and that there was nothing at all erotic about your feelings for your leader. You shook off the dream and hastily got ready for bed, adamant that you’d wake up refreshed and with Eric no longer occupying valuable brain space.

~~~

The next few days passed relatively uneventfully but your peace was bound to be interrupted at some point. One of the patrol crew had been injured and as the lowest ranking member working in control you had to take his place until he recovered. Four ran you through the protocol and you headed off to meet the rest of the crew before the train arrived. You hadn’t thought to question where you were going to be stationed but the sight of the farmland and fields of your old faction had you wishing you had. Luckily the crew stationed at this part of the fence was fairly large so you stayed in the centre of the pack, hoping to remain anonymous. As you reached the top of the ladder your eyes were met with a pair of black Dauntless issue combat boots. Your gaze travelled up to glare at whoever was blocking you from getting onto the platform and shock horror, it was none other than Eric Coulter. You rolled your eyes at his infuriating acknowledgment.

“Initiate.”

“Coulter.”

“Control room getting a bit stuffy was it? Thought you’d get a bit of fresh air?” He smirked down at you and your hands were starting to get sweaty with your grip on the ladder.

“Max’s orders. Now please move.” You hoisted yourself up onto the wall, but Eric had only taken the slightest step back so that when you straightened up you were almost touching and your eyes were level with the blocks of ink running up his throat. You fought back the sudden and very invasive urge to lick them. You did however give into to the urge to toy with him. If he was going to actively try to get you all flustered you were damn well going to do the same. You looked up at him through your eyelashes and with a small smirk, moistened your lips.

“Where do you want me?” You questioned. If you thought your pathetic attempt at seduction would have any effect whatsoever on Eric’s stoic glare you were sorely mistaken. He merely pointed to the farthest end of the wall from where you currently stood and marched off in the opposite direction.  

As the sun rose higher over the fields you found yourself removing more and more layers of clothing until you were in just your vest and leggings. You had pulled your hair up into a ponytail, hoping that at least a light breeze on your neck would help cool you down. No such luck. The hours passed slowly and since you weren’t part of the regular crew no one really spoke to you. The boredom was agonising and you found your mind wandering once again to Eric. You’d have to ask Christina for her advice when you got back to the compound. Or get Four to remind you of all the cruel, antagonistic things Eric had said and done to you during your initiation in the hopes that it would snap you out of your budding infatuation. Because you hated to admit it, but you were starting to become really attracted to the man.

~~~

By the time you got back to the compound you were sweating in places you didn’t even realise you could sweat so you immediately headed to your room with the intention of a cold shower before heading down to the pit to meet up with your friends. You stared down at the concrete as you walked, lost in thought about what you’d say to Christina and Four about your current predicament. By the time you looked up to unlock the door it was too late to turn tail and run. Eric was stood directly in front of you, one broad shoulder against the wall and his right leg slung over his ankle. You frowned at him as you continued your approach. Wordlessly questioning why he would be at your door, and how he managed to get here before you when you had gotten off the train at the same time. There were definitely secret corridors you didn’t know about, you surmised.

“What do you want now?” You huffed at him as you pulled your key card from your back pocket, trying to act as unfazed by his presence as possible. His brow was furrowed and he didn’t seem to hear your question.

“Did you want to reveal any more skin today or is that quite enough?” His voice was deep and laced with anger. Or was it frustration.

“I didn’t realise there was a rule against wearing appropriate clothing when you’re sweating your tits off.” You rolled your eyes at him when, at the mention of tits, he glanced down at your chest before catching himself and returning your glare.

“The other guys on patrol were staring.” Was that a hint of possessiveness you detected?

“Eric,” you grinned, “you’re staring.” You huffed out a small chuckle, but it got stuck in your throat when you looked up at him and saw how serious he looked. He slowly surrounded you, invading your space, but not close enough to be considered indecent if someone happened to walk by.

“Don’t you want me to?” He whispered, sounding almost earnest. Your breath hitched and you suddenly didn’t know where to look. Focusing on a point over his shoulder, you felt a blush rise up to your cheeks. Did you want him to stare at you? Well, when he looked like he did right now you did. Biting you lip at the thought you turned your gaze back to his face and oh - those eyes were the same lust blown eyes you had dreamt about.

“Yes.” Your voice was barely audible and Eric bent his head down ever so slightly to catch your words.

“Unlock the door, Initiate.” His voice had got even raspier and you thought back to Christina’s comment, wandering how far you could push him.

“Ask nicely.”

“No.”

Eric plucked the key card out of your hand and swiped it against the lock. Pushing the door open so you fell backwards, his arm snaking around your waist to catch you. The door closed with a heavy thud and you were slammed up against it. Eric’s gaze turned hungry. His hands were now resting against your hips and you noticed that he was biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. Before you could stop yourself you surged upwards and licked at the drop of crimson forming below his teeth and Eric didn’t hesitate to suck your tongue into his mouth in response, causing a breathy moan to escape your lips. You didn’t think it was possible for your bodies to get any closer, but with a light nudge from his knee your legs were parted and he had pulled you down against his muscular thigh. You were so turned on you almost came from that alone. His hands had crept under the hem of your top and were burning the sensitive flesh on your stomach, it was heavenly but you didn’t want them there. You wanted them around your throat.

“Eric,” you sighed, “please.” You were too far gone to verbalise your want, but Eric knew exactly what you needed. He moved his hand tantalisingly slowly across your stomach and up between your breasts, avoiding your hardened nipples in favour of your preferred destination. Just like your dream, his fingers caressed your carotid artery before applying the pressure that you craved. Your eyes rolled back and you rubbed yourself against his thigh, seeking more friction than your clothes would allow. Eric was panting and as you lowered your hand to palm him through his trousers he screwed his eyes shut in a hopeless attempt to regain some self-control. You were sucking at his throat, finally tasting his beautiful tattooed skin, but you wanted more. Once you had initiated the removal of his clothes it wasn’t long before you were both completely naked, marvelling at each other through the haze of desire that had overtaken you. You didn’t know if you could make it to the bed on your wobbly legs, so you stood on your tip toes, kissing along Eric’s jaw before jumping up to wrap your thighs around his waist.

“Fuck.” He muttered into your neck, lightly biting down on your shoulder. “Wanted this for so long, can’t wait much longer.” You didn’t fully register what he had said, but you knew you felt the exact same way so you ground your hips against his, the wetness of your cunt coating his throbbing cock.

“Then do something about it.” You groaned against his jaw. You didn’t need to tell him twice. The man shoved you back into the door and thrust his cock into you, immediately bottoming out. It was too much, but you took it willingly, vision going white with pleasure.

“Shit. Sorry.” Eric stuttered.

“Shut up.” You murmured before melding your mouth to his, silently reassuring him that you were fine with him being rough with you. He took the hint and began moving within you, almost completely removing himself before surging back into your tight warmth. Your hands roved over his chest, brushing over his sensitive nipples before looping around his back and leaving scratches across his shoulder blades. He grunted into your mouth and you felt his cock twitch inside of you. Good to know you weren’t the only one that liked a bit of pain with your pleasure. He grazed his teeth over your lower lip and suddenly the door was no longer at your back. You assumed he was walking you towards the bed and when he lowered you into the sheets without pulling out of you, you sighed in sheer bliss. Eric grabbed at your forearms, releasing your grip on his shoulders, and hoisted them above your head all while thrusting into you at an unforgiving pace. Your inevitable undoing came when he moved one of his hands from your wrists and brought it back up to your throat, squeezing somewhat harder than before. As soon as your brain registered his touch, your pussy clenched around him and you turned your head, shouting his name into the bedsheets. Your orgasm was so intense and your spasming walls squeezed his cock so deliciously that Eric was coming without warning, groaning into your chest with  his release. When his cock finally stopping twitching inside of you, you shuffled further up the bed and he collapsed unceremoniously beside you, looking thoroughly fucked. You smirked at him, your sex addled brain thinking of nothing but how much you wanted him to do that to you again, and again, and again.

“I don’t think you could ever beat that performance.” You chuckled, staring at his beautiful face through hooded eyes. He grinned at you wolfishly.

“Try me.”

[adams-angels]

reader and sick adam idk yay

This is perfect because both me and my partner are sick atm and unfortunately for him I'm a total baby when I'm sick. I wrote this one slightly differently?

Also it's a bit short, sorry.. 🧡

💖 Please send me requests! Send me your own headcanons! I will draw! I'm obsessed rn!💖

Poor baby

Big baby

Like the biggest baby when he's sick. I'm not kidding.

The slight tickle of a cough and he's at home in bed snuggled up.

Will text lute he's dying again

Won't do anything for himself. Not like he ever did anyway. But now he's extra bad.

"sex will is the best medicine" queue coughing fit.

Extra needy

EXTRA NEEEY

Extra need means extra cuddly too

Also grosser than usual

Will show you his snotty tissue telling you how gross it is while you try not to throw up

Will want to be touching you constantly

If he's not in a position to be cuddling into your chest he will want to hold your hand

Even though he's ill he'll still talk nonstop

Will talk himself to sleep

Loves being babied but will never admit it

"Poor, baby. Poooooor, baby Adam." You coo'ed with a smile, bringing the man some soup. "Shut up..." Adam groans pulling the duvet over his head. You were both sick. In fact, you were sick before him but no, his is much worse. 'Man flu' and all that.

"Oh, don't be like that my love." You pulled the duvet off his face. It was really the only times you'd see him without a mask on. You brushed his hair off his sweaty forehead, he whimpered at your touch. "Poor boy." He scowled, "man. Poor man." Correcting you. "First man." Muttering to himself. You can't help but chuckle.

"Come on. I brought you soup." You place the bowl on his night table. He looks over to the bowl and whines. "Feed meeee." "Seriously, Adam?" "I'm not weeellll..." "I'm not well either you know? You know what you did when I was ill? Got me to suck you off." "But it's meant to heeelllpppp." You stare at him unamused. "Please, y/n?" He knew you'd say yes if he said your name. He'd always call you "babe", "sweet tits", "Adam's Apple" so he'd say your name when he really wanted something. You roll you're eyes. Not really at him. More at yourself for giving in so easily.

You pick the bowl back up and sigh, "fine. Sit up." He did as he told, but if course with small whimpers and whines because in his words "his body is extra sensitive right now." You stirr the soup before bringing the spoon to his mouth. "You're such a baby." You smile softly at him.

Once he's fed his sighs in satisfaction. You blow your nose because, again, you also have this cold. "baaaabe.." you looks over at him in the bed, tucked in, looking all cozy. "Where are you going? Come to bed." You can help but smile and crawl into bed next to him. It takes seconds before Adams arms are wrapped around you, pulling himself into your chest. His wing covering your body as he purred in comfort. "You know, Lute says that you need to take better care of me." "Oh? Really? Because Lute told me that I baby you." He removed his face from your chest, "what?!" His voice cracking. "You- I - she did not!" He burrows himself back into your chest, wrapping his arms around you, tightly holding you in place. You could hear a very muffled "shut up."

You run your fingers through his hair with a smile.

"Poor, baby."

～⁠♡✧⁠｡ I really hope you enjoyed! I'm not a writer by any means but I appreciate any support I receive so thank you for reading! ｡✧⁠♡～⁠

[berry-potchy]

I went through my drafts and found this. I typed this during a moment of weakness for cliche chick flicks and fuckboy Miguel:

This is not edited and messy but I just wanted to share that I'm thinking about a very typical and silly high school coming of age romance setting with the popular broody bad boy x wallflower good girl except that Miguel is already so down bad for (obsessed with) good girl who btw is chubby and cute.

What's on my mind rn is kid Miguel and kid reader were childhood best friends/sweethearts. You were neighbors and your families were close. One day, for some reason you had to move away. This was maybe when you and Miguel were like 7. You were inconsolable during moving day and Miguel's poor little heart broke at the sight. He confessed to you then and asked you to be his girlfriend and you said yes and you kissed him on the cheek and you guys hugged until your parents had to pry you off each other so you can leave. Your parents felt really bad that they had to separate you from your best friend and what they thought was pretend boyfriend but the move was a canon event.

You weren't able to keep in touch, you weren't able to make many friends in your new place either. Like you had friends but they kinda have their own separate friend groups that you're not a part of. You were kinda just there, mourning your loneliness. Growing up you always had that ugly feeling of missing out and the "what if I didn't move back then?" in the back of your head. But one day, you're already like what? Last year in high school? You get a notif on your IG that a Miguel liked a photo you posted from a few months prior (it's a rare photo of you wearing something that shows off of your curves and feeling it). It's odd. You've posted a lot more photos since then. You check the profile and it's your Miguel... but he grew up HOT. Tall, wide, jacked, but it's the same Miguel with the pretty brown eyes and dark loose curls that he now styles slicked back. You follow him thinking he won't notice because of all the pretty girls who comment on his pics but never get replied to. But he followed you back immediately and sent you a 'hey' on DM. You didn't know what to say at all so you just stared at it until he replied ':/' followed by 'see you soon. you better have something to say to me by then.'

Later that day your parents drop the bomb that you're moving back to your childhood home. Next to Miguel.

Not to get into too much plot I just really wanna think about Miguel welcoming back his girlfriend and wanting to make up for lost time which gets you super flustered by his advances and shamelessness. You can't quite tell if he's just teasing you about the girlfriend part but the flirting definitely feels for real.

Your parents telling you to keep the door open when he goes up your room to hang out and you get embarrassed, stuttering that you're not planning on doing anything sexual. Miguel however shrugs and goes "I wouldn't trust me in a room with you either. I would eat you up"

And during lunch at school you cant find a seat, you try to look for Miguel but the scary popular kids are flocking around him. He looks like he's so bored but perks up when he sees you walk by and grabs your wrist to make you sit with them. Some random girl mockingly goes "oh sorry there's no space for you here" and you feel humiliated. Miguel shuts her up with a glare and makes you sit on his lap. No one dares to speak up as he tries to feed you with the snacks from his tray. He's squeezing your thighs enjoying the feel of you on his lap while he goes "I remember you liking this (insert snack or boxed drink here) so I got you an extra one, chula"

There's really nothing else to this I just thought it was cute and had to share.

[dilatorywriting]

Question! regarding vil and perhaps, leona as a s/o, i'd like to ask if you have any angst thoughts abt them?? do you think vil would be controlling or leona being too 'i-dont-give-a-fuck' type of person? TRUTHFULLY, i feel like vil being too controlling would be because he wants to bring out the best in someone he loves which Yuu/Reader would understand while Leona is someone who is more 'subtle' or shows his affection or care thru words or actions.

ANOTHER QUESTION I'M SORRY IF YOU'RE OVERWHELMED but, if you ever continue your Heroes Vs. Villains stories.. would you make a Mufasa-like character to be the 'Hero' in the story? (i've been wondering for a while if you ever did think of one! cuz i assumed that Heartslabyul would be Alice, Scarabia = Aladdin, Ignihyde = Hercules)

LASTLY IN MONSTER MAYHEM, what 'monster' do you think Vil or Riddle would be? 👁👁

Oh my I have so many thoughts on these poor bois and they would have So Many Issues.

Which of their habits would be more 'angsty' I think would depend on the individual and their own preferences--because they basically sit at opposite ends of the same sliding scale (Vil caring objectively far too much, and Leona not enough. All based around the same fear of themselves not being worth it). Personally, Leona's apathy would sting far more for me than Vil's obsessiveness, but everyone vibes differently.

For Leona, I feel like he's so ingrained into the 'why try when I'll never get anywhere' mentality that it would cause a lot of issues. Because it's one thing already to not be putting effort into a relationship. It is another entirely to very openly and actively show that that's your intent. Like I know for me, I would absolutely break if I went to talk to someone about how I feel like they don't actually care, and they just scoffed and were like 'yeah no why would I? What makes you worth it?' Whether they mean it or not (and surely Leona wouldn't actually mean it. He's just lying to save his own sorry skin), feeling like you're not worth anything when you care so much in return is a genuinely miserable experience, and in my opinion, it's very very hard to come back from that unless said reciprocating person is super chill and understanding. For someone who had, say, already pre-existing self-worth issues, that would just be the end of it. So I think in turn to counteract that, Leona would need someone who was very sure in themselves. Not like egotistical, but someone with a very strong sense of self and independence that could handle that weaponized apathy of his. Because that is just a recipe for absolute disaster--a perpetual spiral of being ignored, feeling upset about being ignored, being ignored harder out of making a point that he really doesn't give a shit, and just ack. An absolute nightmare.

As for Vil, I see a lot of his inevitably controlling behavior being born of that same sort of 'I'm not good enough' fear Leona has, just... being terribly misdirected. Like, he would certainly push you in a good way! Doing his best to keep you healthy, and happy, and moving towards being the best you that you want to be. I just think with him one of the big things is that when you have so many of your own confidence issues, cruelty starts to feel like white noise. When your own head is constantly spewing all kinds of vitriol at yourself, you start to think it's normal. So I'm sure he'd accidentally casually say something absolutely bitingly mean. And maybe it'd only really hit when you were already having a bad day. But it would, and it would suck. And he would feel terrible about it. Which would unfortunately just feed into the rest of it. Because he has to be better, to make up for it. And that means taking his role as your guardian and self-proclaimed instructor up to the nth degree, because he has to be the best for you to also be the best. Which might only exacerbate the unpleasant comments or controlling behavior. The big difference with Vil I think though, or at least what makes the difference for me, is that I don't think there would ever be any doubt there that he does care. It's that he cares too much and too hard that's the problem. While Leona pushes away, Vil claws in as close as he possibly can. And depending on how you deal with that sort of codependence, it could definitely cause a lot of strife. If you're someone who isn't particularly independent or strongwilled, someone who likes being given direction and purpose (*cough* like I may or may not be *Cough*) then you're going to probably be able to handle that a lot better than someone who was already very strong in their own sense of self and where they stand in life.

But ahh!! Sorry for the absolute SLOG of a ramble. I just love both their Problematic Personalities SO MUCH, and Vil in particular is my favorite.

For the rest of the ask!

The thought with Leona for a Heroes vs Villains was to have it be a Him vs His Family sort of situation majoritively, with a surprise guest in the form of a Twist-ififed character I shant say. In case I do ever get around to writing it. (but I will go hint hint and say there's only so many villainous animal characters in disney movies. so like. do with that what you will. And also like, lions vs tigers--always a vibe 😉 anywho!)

For Monster Mayhem, I've decided Vil 100% is a siren. Have the outline for it ready to go and everything. Riddle I picture as a Sphynx sort of creature, with a massive penchant for trapping people with his strange, archaic, laws

[luv4fandoms]

Hello! Not a request, just a genuine question because I’m obsessed with the Lost Boys head cannons you’ve come up with, especially about the ones where Marko’s Italian and David is from the south. Quick question: what order do you think the boys were turned? Like who’s the “oldest” and who’s the “youngest” out of David, Dwayne, Marko, and Paul? I’d be down if this turned into head cannons but I’m also just hella curious what you think their order is cuz you’ve got such a cool grasp on these characters:)

Well first, thank you so much! ☺️ I'm glad you're enjoying the headcanons!

I definitely went into more detail than I originally meant to but 🤣

David, Dwayne, Marko, Paul.

Age wise it really varies on what people wanna age them as, I've seen people write them as all 18, sometimes Dwayne is 21, David is 20, Paul is 18, and Marko is 17. I've even seen people use what the actor's ages were at the time of the film coming out (Making Dwayne 25, Paul 24, Marko 22, and David actually the youngest at 21)

But as far as who is the "oldest" and "youngest", turning wise. I would place David as the oldest and Paul as the youngest.

I think Max met David first (as I mentioned in my David headcanons) and turned him.

Then I think in his travels David met Dwayne and Dwayne's tribe. I kinda headcanon that Dwayne wanted to adventure out and explore the world but also felt a strong responsibility to his tribe, and to a woman who he was in love with and wished to marry, but when she married another man in the tribe he started listening to David's offer a bit more, ultimately accepting and allowing Max to turn him.

Upon their adventuring even more I think they happened upon Marko who was a newly arrived Italian immigrant in the 1950s when most came from the southern regions of Italy, driven to the USA by famine, unemployment, natural disasters, and even discrimination from their own. I headcanon that Marko came from a very large family, like, very large, and being one (if not the) oldest, he went out to find "work" I say work this way because Marko has always been quick on his feet and very sneaky, which means he was excellent at pickpocketing. It was during one of these sessions in town at night that he pickpocketed David, who quickly got his wallet back from the Italian boy, who then proceeded to cuss him out in Italian and try to fight him. David liked his spunk, it honestly reminded him of one of his little brothers. But he soon realized that the boy didn't speak a lick of English, but luckily could understand it. I haven't thought of just how David persuaded Marko to become a vampire but the boy happily agreed, when I said he came from a large family I wasn't joking, like his family wouldn't worry too much if there was one less mouth to feed because of how bad off they were, but they would miss him and hope he was doing ok. But even after he was turned, Marko would sneak back to his house at night and leave money in places he knew his family would find it, he did that for years. I headcanon that David and Dwayne both helped Marko learn English from there on out, and in return Marko stole things for them even if they didn't ask him too, it was his way of saying thank you.

Paul is definitely the youngest of the group. A lot of people headcanon that Paul was turned in the 60s and honestly, I can see that. I headcanon that Paul came from a very strict, prominent member of their town type of family. Like Dad had a high paying job, mom was a perfect house wife, everyone went to church on Sunday, that sort of family. And of course, their only son Paul was to follow that role as well. (Like picture 1950's town where the houses look the same, white picket fence, maybe a flamingo in the yard. And there is little Paulie. Khaki pants, button up shirt, sweater vest, maybe his blonde hair is kept short and slicked back..the typical rich good kid look) and he was ok with it, though it sucked when his parents would tell him to calm down or stop fidgeting, like, he couldn't help it, his body told him to move...No one knew he had ADHD. Fast forward to the 60s. Little Paulie is getting older, discovering himself and realizing, holy shit the world is fuckin bitchin! At least certain people were lol. He jumped in headfirst to the hippie scene, no floaties or anything, just cannonball. Peace, free love, and these funny little cigarette looking things that for once make his brain stop going a mile a minute? Sign him up! It was during one of these late night festivals that he bumped into Marko (who had been scoping out the place for an easy victim). He instantly thought the little Italian boy was awesome. He invited him to chill and smoke, and in their smoke session he found that the boy was really awesome, and that their energies just vibed well. It was Marko who asked Paul if he wanted to change, to which Paul happily agreed to, a life of doing whatever you wanted? Sign him up! Though I do headcanon that Paul stayed a half vampire the longest, after he was changed he didn't know if he could go through with the killing part, and it honestly messed with him a lot to even think about it. He took a bit, even distanced himself from Marko and the boys for a couple of weeks before he just couldn't stand it anymore and came back, and that night he made his first kill.

Like I said, I went a bit more detailed than I originally planned but sometimes when I start writing for them, stories just play out in my head lol. But I hope this answered your question ☺️

[stigandr-the-cat]

Summer of the Seagull

Or "The One Who Steals Fries" pt 1 of the cursed were-animal Yager boys.

Summary: When Y/N is attacked by a mysterious creature on their way to class they must confront the truth behind their boyfriend Eren Yager.

a/n : This is so bad. Like 'went back to look at how I first started writing fanfiction in early 2010's and copied that' bad. It's giving girly just read Twilight and discovered FanFiction.Net. It's Eren slander but in the way you slander your best friend. Read at your own risk. This has been known to cause tears not sure what kind....

Cursed Were-Animal Masterlist

When you first transferred to Sina Marine Science University it seemed like a dream come true. Espically when you hooked up with arguably the hottest guy on campus Eren Yeager who had abs and thighs for days and eyes as  bright green as bioluminescent seaweed. It was going great! Until one morning you got called into the morning shift at your job at the local fast food joint. So not fun. But you did get fresh free fries so that was a plus. You had a big bag filled with the fried delights to share with your boyfriend and his two best friends. As you walked you chatted with another classmate of yours. 

"I don't know why your dating that Yeager guy, everyone knows your supposed to avoid them."

"Ya but he sooo hot."

"Augh so is Jean and his family dosen't have a dark past."

"Did you ever think that maybe that’s what makes him so hot?"

"I thought it was the fact that he was a gym rat."

"That too."

"Whatever at least Jean isn't obsessed with seagulls like Eren is."

"They are important to the ecosystem! Besides have you ever seen him caring for one of them? It melts your heart!"

"I'm telling you, you should stay away for your own good. Those abs aren’t worth it."

Honestly the conversation had left you a little shaken and questioning your own judgement. But like Eren had to been ok, right? Besides he was so cute, even if watching him feed the baby seagulls puree fish guts was a little gross, he normaly was shirtless when he did it so that made up for it. But it totally had put a damper on your day that she had said those things. Walking over to where you saw Armin and Mikasa you waved putting on a big smile. 

SUDDENLY you felt something smash into you hard. Knocking you to the ground! It really hurt too! When you looked up all you could see was feathers? Whatever it was it had taken your bag of fries! Blood pooled in the palm of your hand red and hot. 

"Oh no Y/N are you ok?" Armin rushed over to you. Mikasa not even a half step behind. Already she was pulled out a first aid kit. All three of you carried them because of Eren's habits of fights for the rights of seagulls or if he thought someone had insulted any one of you. 

"What was that thing? It stole the fries I had gotten for all of us!" Hiccupping sobs broke from your chest. 

The two friends shared a look. Ignoring the question as they turned back to you. Mikasa was already cleaning the wound on your hand and knees. Leaving you teary eyed and pouting, wondering why they didn't say anything. Heck no one on campus said anything, no one came to see what had happened. It was like they all forgot about it. But you wouldn't! You couldn't! You had worked hard for those fries. 

Later in class Eren came to sit next to you hand going to your back, those beautiful green glass orbs filling with concern.

"Babe what happened?" 

"I got attacked by something! And it stole all my fries! But no one seems to care!" You burred yourself into his chest. Eren went still and quiet which was shocking enough. 

"It stole your fries?" He asked voice soft. 

"AND ATTACKED ME!" You whimpered into that thick chest. Wanting to milk your upset for all it was worth. 

"Babe I have answers for you, but you need to meet me on the beach tonight after dark." 

You looked up from his chest to his chiseled Adonis like face with its light dusting of stubble confused. He gave you a weak smile before kissing your lips. All your worries melted away under those lips, his kisses could solve all the worlds problems if only people payed attention to his lips. 

"Ok!" You smiled up at him mind gone just from a simple kiss from him. 

But later your mind drifted back to what had happened. Cloud nine vanishing from under you and leaving you with so many more questions. What happened to your fries? Why had you been attacked, more then that why had Eren seemed like he knew more then he was letting on? Annoyed you pulled out your phone pulling up Google and typing a question into the search bar. What has feathers and steals fires? Within a blink you has a million images and videos of seagulls stealing peoples fries even as they tried to eat them. Is that what had happened to your fries? But like it has also knocked you down, so hard that it had scraped your hand and knees. So it couldn't be a seagull could it? But like what if was a bigger seagull? 

Then you kept scrolling down and saw a local article, on opening it you saw a blurry picture of some sort of werido wearing a seagull mask and wings even had tail feathers! Oh but it was a video. You pressed play and saw this werido running wings extended flapping as they tried to fly. But wait those abs? You recognized them? Even as more questions rose in your mind something crystalized. Something was super strange about your boyfriend. 

That night you had skipped the rest of your classes and dinner. Before you had left the house checking the mirror to make sure you still looked ok. Eren was so hot and you had to make sure you still matched him even if you were now certain about what he was hiding. On the beach he stood back towards you as he looked up at the cloud covered moon. 

"Y/N, thank you for coming. I have something to tell you."

"Its ok Eren, I know what you are."

"Say it, say it out loud."

"Your." You took a deep breath coming up to touch the middle of his back. "You’re a were-seagull."

He shivered, the clouds started to uncover the moon. Pull his shirt off quickly Eren turned towards you. He body changed before your eyes. His head shifting even as massive wings and tail feathers sprouted across his back. He turned his bird head so that one eye was directly on you. 

"Could you still love a monster like me? Even after I hurt you?"

"Are you going to keep stealing my fires?"

"No, it’s the full moon it brings the change on me and makes it hard to control my impulses." You stared at his abs still defined and glowing with their own inner light in the dark. 

"Yes, I will always love you." 

"Good, for tonight the revolution begins."

"Eren what are you talking about?"

"For too long seagulls have been treated like pests. I say no more! Tonight we rise! Tonight we fight! Tonight we take back our dignity and take over the planet. I am the Seagull King and soon to be emperor of this new world were no seagull will have to fight for fires be instead will be given them as tribute. I will have you by my side! You shall rule this world with me! Together we shall raise the next generation of seagulls in a world with no fear."

"Eren…" You voice trailed off looked down to his abs again. Shrugging you realized a few things mostly if this worked then you wouldn't have to go to work in the morning again or have homework to deal with. 

"Ok Eren I will stay with you. Make me like you, make me a were-seagull too." 

"Are you sure my beloved?" He asked cocking his head.

"Yes."

"Ok." He came forward nuzzling your cheek with his beak before opening it wide and engulfing your head. Your last thought 'Tonight we take back our planet for the seagulls." 

[danaty-consolation]

What do you think of all stars so far? Most of the "old school" fans criticize that it's lack luster and that the pacing is horrible and, of course, comparing it to the original adaption.

It may be impopular, but I actually like that Davidpro decided to mostly only adapt directly the chapters, they haven't really added extra scenes compared to how the original did. I think the fast pacing suits UY weirdness very well and, overall, it just gotta show that the manga was already very good. I love the original and I'm glad it exist and it had the luck to have so many talented people that contributed to make such an iconic and timeless adaption, but I disliked how some of the old fans worship Oshii to the point of saying it was thanks to HIM that Urusei Yatsura was an icon and most of them even forget that Rumiko's manga was already an acclaimed masterpiece way before the anime adaption began, so All-Stars wanting to keep the adaption as similar to the manga as possible warms my heart. It will never replace the original, but is a good adaption for the fact that it's made as tribute to the manga instead of try to compete with the original.

Hi!

Well first, as you said the old anime had really good animation and they added a lot because they had liberties.

Even though it was aesthetically incredible and had some interesting concepts, there was a fatal error.

Their inconsistency with the characterization. Sometimes I liked Ataru's character and other times I freaking hated his actions and over-the-top rudeness. Lum was also very bland sometimes like the perfect girl men would worship, her sparky attitude most of the time forgotten.

Mendou was a war freak, something that made me uncomfortable because tanks are no laughing matter.

Shinobu also was sometimes unnecessarily mean and rude to Lum.

Megane's as a character just irks me because he never saw Lum as a human being, she saw it as someone to worship. As if she was an idol, an obsession. Let's not forget the abuse and torture he applies with his group to the main protagonist.

The characters were hurt just for "comedy", for Oshii's comedy that was all over the top. Oshii may be a incredible in animation, but he fails really badly in Urusei Yatsura and it's characters.

He tried to compete with the original Urusei Yatsura with his "male vision" but failed to appreciate the heart and complexity of Rumiko's Takahashi pen.

Oshii may be a person and legend in the animation industry but it has never been well known to such a degree as Rumiko Takahashi, her characters while flawed GROW in their own way. Her characters in Inuyasha, Mermaid Saga, Maison Ikkoku, Ranma 1/2. Kyokai no Rinne and Mao are diverse and flawed but they become better as the story goes.

The character in Urusei Yatsura don't grow as the story goes on, one episode Ataru grows, and the next episode after that one keeps him softer with Lum and then his character goes back to the next one to 0.

As if the episode before it never happened.

People don't remember the 80's anime because of the characterization normally, no they go for the aesthetic. We see the characters like buffons and over the top most of the time and laugh about their bad luck. Most of the time don't feel like real people since their flaws over shade their good points in a lot of episodes.

They are good episodes also, one's that show the characters good points but they can be counted, like 4 or 5...even 7 of 195 EPISODES!.

And with David productions, we have fun and the characters are flawed but lovable? They are more human! They respect their characterization, we know how each one is.

We know that Ataru is a flirt but a loyal guy with a girl he openly dates, that Lum is a lovable but jealous person, that Shinobu is cute but also goes with the looks sometimes rather than the feelings and Mendou is a rich boy who is trying to have a normal School life while having the mentality of a person feed with a golden spoon.

They had their errors but we also see their good side, we see them as friends.

The 80's anime is mostly another version of Urusei Yatsura. Less true and more experimental but lacking.

We are grateful that it exists because as I said, there are some good ones and cool concepts.

Oshii never perfected Urusei Yatsura, he played with the concept but never topped it. People who love Oshii's work are perfectly fine in liking that experimental face more but saying that he perfected Urusei Yatsura is a slap in the face for Rumiko Takashi.

Rumiko Takahashi, the princess of manga didn't write and draw Inuyasha, Ranma 1/2 (These two works were known globally and without Oshii's help) Maison Ikkoku, Kyokai no Rinne and Mao (which one's stood by themselves with little or no filler in their anime adaptations) just for people to call Oshii the one that gives her exposure and makes better her work.

I am so grateful the new anime adaptation is following the manga more closely and adapting the characters in a way that stay true to their original characterization while making them better as if Rumiko was writing them today with all her new experience.

I love UY All-Stars so much and I agree with your opinion because it is a love letter for Rumiko Takahashi's work rather than one where you only remember the art rather than the characters.

[what-the-monkey]

Let me preface this by saying AOS will always be in my top 10 kdramas of all time. It truly made me feel so many things, happiness, but mostly anxiety and stress. I don't think I've ever been more obsessed with a kdrama, which is why I need to put all my feelings down so that I can move on from this show. I am well aware that writers/directors cannot satisfy everyone and there's a lot of factors that influence the final outcome of the drama. But I just wanted to talk about the good parts and the bad parts as well as what I selfishly wanted to see. This is going to be all over the place, tbh.

First of all, my love for these characters and actors/actresses is truly unhinged. This is the first time I've seen any of them in a drama and I'll probably follow all of their careers for the rest of my kdrama life.

I think Jung Somin (JSM) and Go Younjung (GYJ) both did amazingly. They were different characters (but also the same) that did great with what they had. Not gonna lie, I was very worried about GYJ before S2 aired (this being her first lead role, her being a rookie, that she had never done romance before this, trying to follow JSM, etc. etc.) but she truly exceeded my expectations. Lee Jaewook (LJW) is my boy and it's hard to believe that he's only 24 years old. Shin Seung-ho and Yoo Insoo will always be in my heart and they're so funny and goofy (in real life especially) and I love them. Hwang Minhyun wasn't my favourite character, but the interactions of all of the actors in real life just makes my heart so warm. They're so cute!

I always have strong feelings towards writers when it comes to any type of show and I tend to feel the most hate towards them. Like do they not have moderators that go "oh, this is shit and doesn't make sense, please revise"? It always feels sad when the story that they've developed for years and the characters that we hold so dearly don't reach their potential. But as I said before these are my own selfish feelings.

Fantasy/romance genre is my absolute favourite. The further from reality the better and romance (when done well) just feeds my soul like no other. Fortunately/unfortunately fantasy has a lot of potential for world building and story telling. So where the kdrama fell flat was the plot, pacing and world building.

This drama had 30 episodes and they had multiple filler episodes that could've been used to flesh out the magical world and the dominant families and how they came to be. I loved ukiedoekie and ukyeong (my fav, tbh), but they could've given some of the other actors more screentime to better the plot.

The questions I have are: was the plan always to have Go Younjung come back? Because season 2 makes you question whether they even wanted her there. What happened with Jung Somin? Why did she not even have cameos in season 2, when clearly she should have? If it was just scheduling issues, then I kind get it, but she made that insignificant cameo when they could've made her do young Jin Buyeon's role, because it doesn't make sense that the 10 year old was there. Was the budget less for S2 than S1? Could they not afford JSM for S2 so they had to rewrite stuff? I just feel like the show really lacked cohesion in S2 and it shows and I'm trying to come up with excuses as to why. I loved Naksu/JBY/CY and how GYJ portrayed her, but the storyline and how they went about her character makes me question everything.

I do not like how they under utilized the female characters in this show. Jin Cho Yeon was just there. It's crazy to me that she was part of the oh so great "four seasons", for what?

Jang Uk (JU) and Mudoek were portrayed very well by the respective actors, I think they were great. But I wonder whether in interviews and press stuff whether it was a PR thing to not have them interact or make you feel anything when they're together (because they knew that LJW would be endgame with GYJ) so that the fans wouldn't get even more attached to them. Or did they not really "like" each other that much outside of their work or maybe their age gap was too significant? I put "like" in quotations because from the BTS videos they were always professional and pleasant with each other. I was sad when NO ONE from the AOS cast showed up to JSMs movie premier and no one really posted about her when the show wrapped for S2, except Yoo Insoo, that sweetheart.

LJW and GYJ are a whole other story. Their chemistry was extremely apparent on screen and in real life. I think they're the cutest and you can clearly see how much they care for each other and respect each other. If they were trying to distract the viewers from the plot with kissing scenes and on screen chemistry then it kinda worked, but I see you.

Naksu, Naksu, Naksu. That opening fight scene was the biggest clickbait I've ever seen in my entire life. I loooooove physically strong female leads that can fight with the boys and hold their own physically. Please see that I'm saying physically, because obviously emotionally or mentally strong is inferred. So to say I was sad that we never truly got to see that again is an understatement. In S2 I get why they ended it how they ended it, but if Naksu/Cho Yeong (CY) was never going to use her mage powers they could've fleshed out the priestess powers to make the ending more satisfying. (See earlier note about budget or them making JU look the strongest at the expense of the female character.)

I would've like to see JU and CY seeing each other when they found out that they could be together forever. Even if it was just them looking at each other from a far. (I just know that their micrexpressions would've slapped) I wish we got more interactions with all of the actors together. I wish that the final scene was them hunting a relic in Daeho and all the village people in awe of the power couple and seeing the faces of their friends and family knowing that they're home. That would've been cute. If they made half of season 2 about them hunting relics, I would've been so happy. I hate that they never cleared Naksu's name. Does the main cast know that she's Naksu or are they still lying to people? That's something that should've been cleared up. I also feel sad about Danggu and Mudoek's relationship that never got closure, because they were besties in S1. I would've also like to see more of Cho Yeon and Naksu's relationship, it was eluded to in one of the episodes that Cho Yeon is aware that Jin Buyeon is Naksu and she still treated her like her sister, which I found very endearing. So I would've like to see them being chosen sisters instead of just blood sisters. I quite like how they never bother to mention to JU that GYJs face is Naksu's original face, like they don't compare the two and JU immediately accepts it because he loves her soul. Cute.

I feel like they didn't let Naksu/CY deal with her trauma. That chick has been through a lot a lot. Like a lot. And they were just like "vibes, she continues". Why, when they gave JU time to heal from his trauma? Yes, in the end it was her choice to give up her sword and not train, but why couldn't they show us her healing process and how she decided that?

This brings me to the pacing of the show. S1 also had shit pacing, let's be honest, but S2 was worse because they could've had so much plot filled episodes and they still decided to give filler episodes. Season 1 kept on opening so many doors that they never closed and that continued on to S2. They dragged that amnesia plot and then the last 2 episodes were rushed. They very much showed the conflicting sides of JU in S2. They showed his reluctance to feel anything towards JBY and him pushing her away (I found him to be really mean at some points) and then his inability to see her suffer and caring for her from a distance. But to drag this out was also unnecessary, he was still mean to her up until ep 7.

That doctor chick was so fucking annoying. She literally had no point in S2 (or S1 really) except to be exceptionally annoying (please see earlier note about how female characters were underutilized and sidelined).

Anyways, regardless of budget and politics the storyline of AOS could've been much better, but I will always be grateful to the Hong sisters for giving me these characters and showing me these actors/actresses.

May 2023 bring in all the good kdramas and HEAs, because 2022 was a bit much. (A part of me hopes that GYJs new action kdrama "moving" is fucking amazing just so that the Hong sisters regret never giving her another action scene.)

[intertexts-moving]

Hellooo man I'm back for more persona hihi

(Btw your blog doesn't show on anything for me, not feed, not activities) so I basically visit it a lot in search hihi

Anyway, got any updated theories or new character insights?

How are you feeling about Kasumi and Maruki(probably my Halloween costume)

How's akechi been treating you

hiiiii kass!!!!!! ohh my godd u were right futaba's palace is so fun... ive been meaning to dm u & shriek about it for like Days now unfortunately work + classes have been a bitch lately hhjsdkfd!!!

anyway i DO. i DO. i think my Biggest theory at this point is that igor + the velvet room are doing the classic "mentor who the protag assumes is good but is the twist big bad guy at the end who has to be defeated through the power he himself taught him" thing. that's my big conjecture i think at this point it would be wild to assume that the velvet room is just a skinned game mechanic with no plot relevance. if it is ill be mildly distressed.

kasumi i LOVE kasumi. shes so cute im obsessed with her. and also mildly concerned because i also thought akechi was a nice chill guy who didn't raise any red flags. and well ummm.

SAME GOES FOR MARUKI, ACTUALLY. i instinctively distrust him because i also distrust any given school therapist but like... he seems nice. he also makes me pause & hesitate a sec with all the shit about fixing someone's heart, being able to physically interface with that mental/emotional aspect. maybe he's just a chill guy with some interesting research!!!!! nevertheless!!! he's also giving me vaguely similar to akechi 'nice unassuming guy who sometimes has the feel that he Knows Too Much. although it would be insane if there was Another person who knew about the metaverse at shujin.

+AKECHI.... GOD. i cant stop thinking about the handful of conversations w/ the siu director about how Someone is doing really good about the phantom thieves. he has to be doing something else other than being a teen celebrity-- has to be doing something genuinely useful if he's still there. HATE that he's friends with sae. wondering how that's going to pan out re: the interrogation. also nevertheless even if he was just a kid celebrity id feel soo bad for him he 100% has license to kill. imagine being seventeen (eighteen? he's a year above akira, no?) & being famous & also asked genuinely intellectual and thoughtful questions about current events on live tv that u have to answer in a pleasing manner. + also HOW DOES HE KNOW. HOW. there's no fucking WAY that some gay little teenager just. FIGURED IT OUT on his own before anyone else. i know he knows. also oh my fucking god. aquarium date. sorry aquarium normal hanging out with the boys. can't get over the all his suspicious ass behavior. hate that im obsessed with him because i know like. Everyone is obsessed with him unfortunately he's such a compelling character.

[running-with-kn1ves]

Speaking of DL, yandere vamp boys with broken reader something I'm down bad for

ugh absolutely. Honestly when you say a 'broken reader' that just reminded me of my ridiculous headcanon/theory surrounding yui and why she is the way she is.

But for the boys and an emotionally damaged reader? I'm so curious to how that would go down. The boys are shown to have very little empathy (according to the anime, of which im solely going to go off of for now until I have the ability to play/watch the games.) and have hardly any care for people other than themselves or their immediate family. And even then, they seem to show a lack of initiative when bonding with each other.

I think DL would be VERY fun to write for when it comes to yandere/obsessive tropes, because I absolutely believe that when it comes to how the vampire bros are portrayed in the anime, they would be complete bastards. Just really awful dudes. The types to break your legs and ask you to thank them for it. The types to bleed you dry just so they can take care of you for a few days, force-feeding you and promising to make your pain go away, only to double it. There's at least some sadism that I think they all hold.

Though I do love the idea of the sakamaki and mukami brothers being gentler, maybe even soft with a reader. Especially if reader was the type who physically cannot do much, or is incredibly emotionally vulnerable. And I mean more than just being verbally silent, because as we all know that didn't work out very well for Yui. Perhaps some will take pity, while others will find it endearing. I think the softer few (AKA ayato, subaru, ruki, and zusa) would be more nurturing, more open to caring for reader and might find it intruiging. While I think others like reiji and yuma would be an absolute nightmare for this reader. Yuma's the type to hold something over your head for 10 minutes and laugh because you can't reach it without getting bored, while reiji is more of an apathetic, driven-solely-by-his-own-goals type of guy, who would love to use the reader --who's like a sitting duck-- in his research.

[wh0lemilk0vich]

thinking about beanpole vampire eddie and his chubby play thing stevie from a while ago

idk there’s just something so hot about eddie fattening up his lover from his past life, and drinking from stevie bcus as you put it so eloquently more boy means more blood

i think eddie would still adore steve just as much as he did in life, but is definitely overcome by his urges of simply using steve as a toy, for his own use and to discard. i think steve could be into a scene like that maybe, but only after he’s reassured that it’s just that, a scene, although there is definitely some truth to eddie’s primal instincts (are they really primal if they’re a result of vampirism.??? weird) of hunting prey and having ownership of such

i’m not particularly into that predator prey dynamic but i think it sort of works really well for these two in this sitch. as well as eddie feeding him up like game, very animalistic. always making sure steve has something to munch on, gives him larger portions etc out of love for doting on steve and his curves, but also 🩸

despite all this i need to tell my self that in this situation they still have a healthy relationship and love each other hahahahaha eddie is just a bit feral

no pressure to answer this any time soon by the way! i was just going through some old anons of mine and was quickly reminded how much i love this lol. especially the more physical aspects, like sucking steve’s thigh and sinking teeth into his plush belly (nope not projecting nuh uh). i hope things are looking up for you!!!! wormie🪱

Oh wormie absolutely I love this!!

We can start off by saying, yes, they have a loving, passionate, consensual relationship, that has just very luckily managed to defy death.

When I think of beanpole vamp Eddie and bloodbag boyfriend Steve, I think in the same vein as desperate nympho gremlin boy Eddie. Like his urges and bloodlust are just an amplification of his human desire for Steve and he just *W A N T S* him. Like he remembers Steve being cute/hot from when he was a human, but Steve chubby and plump and warm and ruddy, has been making his mouth water. And he wants more, so much more.

And it doesn't matter the day or time Eddie is absolutely desperate for Steve, and he would whine and beg for just a taste "Please Stevie, I'm begging you, pleassseeee. You smell so good, you're making me so hungry, baby doll." And Steve probably researches maximum blood donation amounts and how often you can give blood and he only lets Eddie have as much and frequently as is safe.

But Eddie's brain really does equate more boy, with more cared for/Happy, and more blood. He loves seeing Steve fill out, everywhere. He's so pert and plump and downy-soft. He loves feeding Steve after feedings, and loving on him, keeping him well fed (in a way Steve sometimes feels like a pet but can't make himself feel bad about), and thoroughly well fucked.

Eddie loves experiencing Steve's size and softness, wanting to squeeze and press himself into all of it. He loves being between Steve's thighs, and the ways Steve quivers and smushes his head when he's overstimulated by Eddie giving him head, then jerking him off, while feeding from his thigh. He loves feeding from Steve's pert titties, or from getting a mouthful of belly down low where it's soft and doughy. And he might not eat human food, but he certainly eats cake with how obsessed he is with Steve's ass (and Steve likes certain benefits of Eddie not needing to breathe).

And idk but there's something hot about the idea of thinking Steve would be hard to feed up, but he ends up taking to it so naturally. He finds out Steve will eat if food is presented to him, especially if put into his hands.

Ugh I want to go off more on this but I feel unfocused, if you have any other ideas about this wormie, please share or ask, like I want to keep this going but I don't know what to focus on.

[scoups4lyfe]

What did Hana tell you, George? Please don't do something you'll regret?!!!!! now look at what you've done?

Scoups, I know someone who doesn't really like George, they feel like he's been forgiven for all his shadiness all too quickly for their taste, don't get me wrong, I agree with that sentiment, but I'm eh to him :p

Honestly though—he didn’t even wait that long before going to see his father. Imagine he waited like 30 minutes before making his way over there. (Too bad it was 30 minutes too late.) 

It just makes it all the more tragic because it shows that George put everything—EVERYTHING— bad that his father has done to him on the backburner, sucked it up, and went to see him before he died one last time. He likely had things he wanted to say, but ESP. things that he wanted to hear. 

But he couldn’t do it right away because his emotions were still too high, so he built himself up to go see him; but when he did, it was too late. And it was only a few minutes, too. 

(Now onto the other part of this ask :D ) 

I don’t think George has been forgiven for his shadiness too quickly at all tbh.

Though I can see how it comes across that way.

My logic really just revolves around George’s Igarashi SIMP card. Episode 13 was the first time he actually admired someone —Ikki, and episode 18 the first time he apologized to someone—also Ikki. 

Everyone else was pretty much “whatever” to him, but when it comes to the shadiness, let’s examine: 

(1) Gave a fked up Daiji the driver ← → It ended up working out in the end.

(And Ikki was lied to about it so who knows how much they know about that, other than Daiji.) 

(2) Everything he did to Hiromi ← → Showed (in the episode where Hiromi got shot off a cliff) that he at least wanted Hiromi to hate him / blame him / leave his position (and thereby not have to fight anymore).

He also apologized to the Igarashi’s for being soooo….shady as sh*t LOL, like ten episodes later. 

I know I stated this before but George (much like his own father, RIP) has a tendency to rely on masks when he’s vulnerable.

In particular, the mask that gives him the most control —which for him, is being a villain. AKA — The shady scientist with loose to no morals. 

George does this even when it feeds into the negative perception of himself because he feels a general lack of control from his circumstances, so at least he can be in-control of how people view him

(as by being an a$$hole). 

It’s a trauma response.

George never had any control over his life, that’s why he’s such a little prick.

(Not that this excuses him BEING a little prick <333. Fr turned Hiromi into a granddaddy.) 

 In the beginning we see him working for Akaishi and this can be for many reasons but most likely Akaishi was taking advantage of a vulnerable George and getting him to “take up his father’s legacy” mixed with George’s inner demon actually being his father’s.

We’ve seen Akaishi do his cult propaganda on people in similar situations; Oltecca —(abusive household, made to feel like a freak, Akaishi called him a genius and ‘special’ boy instead of treating him like how everyone else did)  and 

Daiji —isolated and out of control because of “killing” his inner demon. Can’t see right from wrong, becomes obsessed with “doing the right thing” and makes that his identity, driving him to an identity crisis 🤝🤝 Akaishi seeks him out after beating him and convinces him that siding with Giff is “the right thing.” 

Time and time again we’ve seen that bastard a$$ sea-faring mfer manipulate people in vulnerable states into doing insanely bad things. 

Likewise, in episode 26 —we saw just how little of control George had in Fenix, because when he objected to giving Kagerou the stamp, Akaishi grabbed him by the collar.  

Even when he helped Oltecca jack up the DEMONS driver, he was being held hostage, mixed with his father’s demon / ‘legacy’ (literally the last thing Masumi worked on before he ‘died’)

PLUS

being vulnerable = George going extra hard into his “bastard personality.”

It’s what he falls back on, time and time again. 

We saw him do it just before his father died, he put all of himself into his science

(he’s a ‘shady scientist,’ remember?)

and he likened his father to a “frail old man” or something like that. 

He did this because again, it plays into that villain persona he falls back on when he’s vulnerable, and—

(2) because by calling his dad that, it separates his father into a different category, now he’s a “frail old man” instead of his “father.”

This is another way George handles trauma —by distancing himself from it / the people. 

Right. 

Anyways, we haven’t actually seen George be truly super shady-shady. We’ve seen him be a manipulative, secretive liar.  We’ve seen his reactions to confrontation (laughter, going full villain bastard), we’ve seen him be ruthless (Hiromi), and we’ve seen him consistently distance himself from others. 

Ikki was always his exception. 

Like, we can’t forget the actual good George did as well —creating the drivers, helping with upgrades, making it so Hana doesn’t die, apologizing to Ikki and worrying about his overall health, trying to help himself in the fight but deciding instead to help others fight instead; apologizing to Hiromi and not expecting forgiveness, etc. etc. etc. 

I think the bad he’s shown is far outclassed by his neutrality and then the good acts he’s done to make up for being an evil bastard. 

Besides, Ikki forgives too easily because he doesn’t care about his own well-being, and he needs to use George in order to have power / keep transforming, ergo it makes sense that he stayed amiable with George even after the whole Hiromi situation, and then once George apologized Ikki was instant to forgive because that’s a pretty big thing for George to do, and in Ikki’s experience, he’s only done that when he’s been genuine. 

Daiji forgave him because he really just wanted to pick a fight with Akaishi LOL!!!! 

And Sakura wasn’t really too deep into the gossip / the drama, so she was never close enough with George to feel really slighted by what he did to Hiromi. At least not enough to condemn him completely for it. 

And the Igarashi’s just LOVE pushing things under the rug and pretending it's all okay hahahahaha, so their forgiveness came off very natural to me. 

ANYWAYS — I love George’s character <333 because I’ve always wanted to put him in a little soda bottle and shake it up like a maraca; Or  to put him into a little jar to study like a bug. 

[gordvendomewhore]

o and v? only if u want to ofc >:)

WAHHHH omg thank u so much for leaving an ask, i absolutely adore your art!!!!!!

O - choose a song at random. which ship or character does it remind you of:

all i ever wanted - futurist: i discovered this song after my first big bully phase, so i never thought about it in regards to bully, but god DAMN does it click in my head now...

this is...parker/tad. spencilvie, if you will.

parker/tad is one of my favorite ships, and i always characterized being trapped in this one-sided love (from parker's side) that isn't actually one-sided, but more a product of their circumstance. i think out of all the preps, parker is one of the most likely to become disillusioned with with the title and the wealth and eventually grow out of that obsession and fall deeper into the pit of loneliness he canonically suffers from.

i imagine him and tad would find solace in each other -- parker in tad because he always admired tad's charisma and leadership while not being entirely a douche like derby, and tad in parker because he enjoyed the lighthearted conversations and perspectives parker brought to the table -- solving each other's loneliness and becoming genuine friends within a clique of fake bitches lol.

but i think parker would eventually catch feelings, mainly because he's never really been close to anyone and is very emotionally raw overall. it's just destined to go that direction lol. but tad, being tad, is so utterly broken. i don't think he would be in the right state to be romantically involved with parker, but mental health wouldn't be the only deciding factor: stigma around homosexuality, dedication to family titles and wealth, already strained relationships with his family -- a relationship with parker would only add to the stress.

so anyway, after all that prelude lmao, i think this song would be from parker's pov, talking about his feelings for tad but how it's not something he could rely on because he knows tad does not feel the same way. the song is nice and upbeat with this psychedelic feel to it, and i think it's a perfect way to encapsulate parker and his outlook on everything -- even during a bout of deep sorrow, he would still find a way to put a positive tone to everything, even if it just makes it more bittersweet in the end.

wahh i wanted to do more songs but this singular one got so fucking long omggg maybe i'll do more in future posts just for funsies

V - which character do you relate to most?

shit, this is a really loaded question lmao.

most of the time, i feel like i don't really know myself as a person lmao. when i've talked about bully characters i relate to in the past, i usually just say derby because he's (arguably) my favorite character, and like him, i'm a bit of an arrogant bitch who uses it as a disguise for insecurity.

i think that's just a lot of self-projection though, and i think in reality, i'm too grounded, self-aware, and melancholy to relate to someone as intense as derby harrington. he's a bad bitch and he knows it.

i think i'm more of a fanon bif taylor. still a bit arrogant, quite the force to be reckoned with, loyal, and a bit too introspective for my own good. i strive to have a fuck/frat boy vibe out of the sheer irony of a 5 foot asian girl having those vibes, and i think it feeds into the bif taylor of it all. i'm not exactly the voice of reason and spend a lot of time feeding into the chaos around me, but i know how to calm everything down when needed.

a fanon bif taylor! or at least, my interpretation of a fanon bif taylor

again, thank you sooo much for the ask!!! it was really fun doing these!!!!

[miekasa]

I finally watched jjk0 yesterday and !!!!!!!

Gojo I- 😳 I'm such a simp for this man and there's really nothing I want to do about it apart from feeding that obsession at this point frfr

YUTA !!!!!!! He deserves the world and nothing less why tf is he so sweet and cool and- IF HE CRIES I CRY WITH HIM HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE SAD EVER TF

Todo's priorities >>>>>>>>> He fr is a great character and for some reason I don't see that enough so here's a reminder for everyone, myself included 😤

I mean I can't really leave Toge out can I now 😌 He was so cool in that movie and THAT HIGH FIVE WITH YUTA WAS SO PRECIOUS TOO I WANNA SEE MORE OF THEIR FRIENDSHIP YOUR HONOR 💥👊🏼😡💢

AUs ideas are coming on their own, esp besties Geto and Gojo in university and meeting reader and them teasing each other about their crush and and and- sigh yeah I'll have to add Geto's ass to my character list now 😩

But fr tho why is Gojo so cool and hot I am MAD about it (jk no I'm not plz Gojo marry me on the spot plz I can cook and bake and clean and laugh at your jokes 😫)

1. He’s so….. he’s so. I love him terribly, I’m afraid. He’s annoying, he’s caring, he’s loud, he’s strong, he’s completely insufferable I wanna suffocate him affectionately <333 also the way he keeps collecting special/cursed kids is so fucking funny, Gojo sees a teenager with potential and he’s like oh I’m gonna have to intervene <33 boy dad wanna be cool dad vibes <3

2. Yuuta… he’s my boyfriend now simple <33 his voice was not what I was expecting—but not in a bad way. He’s very pathetic in a precious kind h*t way, I’m into it. Wanna ruffle his hair and stress him out in a good way <33 Im extremely obsessed with him, the way he was just like “Yeah, Maki let’s kill the Zenin clan, or whatever!” Love me a dude who’s ready to cosign murder for his loved ones.

3. Todo is so fantastic to me. He’s so blunt, I love it, and it’s not just mean, it’s earnest. Also, he’s hilarious, so he can do whatever he wants. He seems like he cried watching Moana. 12/10 dude

4. The way I was vibrating in my seat when Toge and Yuuta went on their mission… there was no reason they had to animate Toge like that… he didn’t have to stick his tongue out before he spoke, he didn’t have to do like four backflips in a row, it was personal. Also I haven’t stopped thinking about him just popping his finger back into place… he’s insane… I’m in love. He and Yuuta are very <333 to me. Everytime Yuuta’s internal monologue was like “Oh Toge is so cool,” I was like yeah you’re right <33

5. There are lots of things I don’t Get about Geto, and I don’t really see the hype about him, but I found it entertaining that he was so… lighthearted? Idk if that’s the right word, but I was like yeah I see why he and Gojo would have gotten along. He’s still the bad guy in all my daydreams and aus, and I will not change that </2 sorry to him and Toji who I don’t even know, but it’s my birthright to drag their names through the mud somebody has to be that girl

[tbznewberry]

Hi hi~ I saw your post about yandere requests and thought I'd drop this in here. So what if say.. the yandere (nct's haechan) is spying ease dropping on darling briefly mentioning their interest of a yandere character (anime, tv shows, etc.) in a convo. 💡ding💡 So haechan changes to fit that personality in the hopes of getting their darling, however, it doesn't end the way he'd like.

I hope you received some juicy requests. I can't wait to see future posts. Please take care! 💛🌻 (p.s. sorry if my request is stale)

I did everything for you! | Lee Haechan

Loving someone so badly you're ready lose yourself and become a new person is insane, right? But it guarantees that you get them ... right? Watch how a normal boy turns himself into a psychopath, all in the name of love.

Genre: yandere, horror, angst

Warnings: obsession, psychopathic behavior, stalking

He carefully lifts his phone. Just high enough to take a picture of her without her noticing. He doesn't know why he's hiding it. It's not like he's going to do anything with the picture, he's simply admiring her beauty. 'Well, go up and talk to her instead of taking pics of her like a creep!' the voice in his head shots. Haechan lowers the phone and sighs, looking at the girl. He can't. As soon as he comes close, he's losing all words. He doesn't know what she likes.

"Did you see that new series?" he hears her say and awakens out of his thoughts.

He looks over at her. She's talking to her friend with that sweet voice he loves to listen to. He doesn't like the friend though. At all. Something feels off about her but he can't say what. Maybe because it should be him being that close to her and not that pathetic thing?

"What series?" her friend asked.

"It's about a girl falling in love with a psychopath", Y/N answers. "I know he's really bad, but I kind of have a crush on him. Only because he's fictional though. I promise."

The boy frowns. Who is this mysterious psychopath? And why does she like him? And not Haechan? He decides to watch the series for himself to see what the hype is about.

After he's binge watched the series in the comfort of his own room, he's left with an ache in his stomach and a chill running down his back. This is what Y/N likes, he tells himself. This is who he needs to be if he wants to get her. He writes down the characteristics of the guy and tries to morph it into his own life. It has to be believable. He looks in the mirror with a heavy sigh.

"Don't worry, Y/N, I'll be believable!" he says with a trembling voice. "I'll be the best for you … I'll never make you sad. I'm not comfortable with this role you want me to play … but I'll do anything for you, anything to get you. I'll be believable."

He laughs shortly as tears fall down his cheeks.

After that, he puts his plan in action and finds himself having a harder time separating his role from his own personality. He doesn't know anymore who is real and who's not, but frankly … he doesn't care. He has never been this close to her before and it feeds this illusion that the psychopath is the right one to be, that his real personality never mattered! After putting on the role of the TV-series psychopath he's been feeling much more confident. He's been hiding about this invisible wall of confidence that now is disappearing. He no longer hides, he is the psychopath. And today is the day to get his love, the one he's done all of this for. 

He waits outside the school for her class to finish. She had to stay after school, so she's the only one left. Perfect. He had biology as his last class, but he couldn't concentrate on anything the teacher said. All he could think about was having his darling in his arms as they both understood that each other was all they ever needed. Just the thought makes his heart pound. He looks to the side and sees Y/N come out of the school, black backpack hanging over her shoulders as she looks down into her phone.

"Y/N", he says, catching her attention.

She looks up from her screen. But instead of looking happy, she looks … surprised?

"Hi … how do you know my name?" she asks.

He doesn't answer. Instead, he smiles."

"I really like you … can I be your boyfriend? We'd be perfect together, I already know it!"

"Uh … the thing is … I don't know you. And the vibes you're giving off aren't making me very comfortable."

"B-But … you wanted … you wanted me to act like this."

"When have I said that?"

He wants her to stop looking at him like that, as if she's pitying him. As if he's a lost child that she has to take care of because she's a good person, but would like to dump off to the nearest hospital.

"I heard you …", he says with a weak voice. "You said you liked that character … the psychopath!"

"Because he's fictional. He is not real, he cannot be dangerous for me. This, however, is the real world. You can't be like that …"

Heachan holds his pounding head in his hands and breathes out. What has he done? He's lost himself in the process of becoming someone he hates, only to get the girl he loves.

"You have to be mine", he says. "I can't have done all of this for nothing!"

"Done what?" 

"I did everything for you! I became a person I hated just so I could get you! Because I thought that it was what you liked! You can't say no now!" He grabs her hands. "You can't … you're responsible for the monster you've created, Y/N. All I want is you … I don't want anything else." He starts to cry, heavy sobs running through his body. "P-Please hold me … please …"

And she does, probably too scared to do anything else. She holds his head down into her shoulder and hugs him, but it's an awkward embrace that he can feel she hates.

"D-Don't do this to m-me", he whispers. "Don't you see that I love you? I did everything for you. I'd do anything for you."

"I'm sorry, I can't", she says and is about to let him go, but he holds onto her for dear life.

"I'll change", he promises and wipes his tears with a painted smile on his face. "I'll become the person you want. Even if I don't know myself anymore, I'll do it. I'll be whoever you want. I just want to be yours."

He lets her go past him, knowing in his head that she'll be his one day. There is no rush, they have the rest of their lives anyway.

[A/N: this one is very interesting. You follow the characters feelings, from how he's too shy to go up to the one he likes, to forcing the role onto him, to becoming it himself. Thank you for your request, it was really cool! I hope you like it, take care!]

[fluffomatic]

The Cure for Nightmares

Was able to clear my head enough to write a quick fic to feed my current obsession. Suprising what you can think up at unreasonable hours! Plus, lee!Sal is enough to help me ignore the pain I'm in 😅 Hope yall enjoy!

Fandom: Sally Face

Characters: Sal and Larry (mention of Lisa and Henry)

Relationships: Larry and Sal (strictly platonic!!!) Henry x Lisa (very very brief mention)

Word Count: 1,763

Summary: Larry's night is interrupted when Sal comes to him for help. Luckily, Larry has the perfect solution!

Warning: This is a tickle fic! If u don't like that please don't read. Thanks!

Larry dips his brush into the paint next to him, moving it to the canvas and adding the last couple of strokes to his painting. As he finished he sets the brush down and claps. "You've done it again Larry." He sighs, admiring his own work. He stretches in his seat, letting out a huge yawn. He pulls his phone out to check the time.

"2:29 AM"

"Oh shit. Must've lost track of time." He slowly stands up, letting the blood rush back into his tingly legs. Man how long has he been sitting there now? At least a couple hours he thinks. He throws on a tee and some comfy shorts, shuts off the light and dramatically flops into his bed. His eyes just flutter closed when he heard it. It was soft, very very soft. If his room wasn't as quiet as it was he doubts he would've heard it. A knock. Then another soft knock. He assumed whoever it was didn't know if they were sure of their decision. Nevertheless he stands up and walks to the door. As he creaks it open he sees the cause of the noise. A small figure turning and beginning to walk away.

"Sally? Bro what's going on? Where're ya going?" He places a hand on Sal's shoulder to stop him, causing the latter to flinch. "S-Sorry Larry...I....didn't mean to wake you up." "Dude I wasn't even asleep yet. What are you doing u- oh. Was it another nightmare?" He pulls Sal a little closer and turns him so they're facing each other, thats when he noticed. Sal isn't wearing his prosthetic or his glass eye. It was clear he was in a rush to get down here. "Must've been a bad one..." Larry whispers to himself. "Come on bro. Let's talk." He pulls the younger boy into his room and shuts the door. He signals Sal to sit on his bed. As he does Larry quickly fills the empty spot next to him.

"You look terrible man. Talk to me." Larry places a comforting hand on Sals shoulder, then is shocked when the poor kid bursts into tears. Sal quickly starts wiping his face to stop them but they won't stop coming, only making him cry harder. At first Larry could only watch, Sal rarely broke down in front of him, and when he did it was never this bad. Fuck that nightmare must have really gotten to him. He shook himself out of his thoughts, he had a much bigger task at hand now. Larry gently pulls Sal into his chest, wrapping his arms around his tiny, shaking frame. Sal tenses for a brief moment before he quickly throws his arms around Larry, sobbing heavily into his chest. "It's alright man it's okay. You're safe now I'm here. I've got you lil bro." Larry coos comforts softly into Sal's ear, running his hand up and down his back. "M-M-My fault- I-It wa was my hnngh I-I" he sobs, voice coming out in squeaky hiccups. "No. No dude it wasn't. It wasn't your fault dude I promise. You're okay. You're okay." Larry begins to rock the small boy back and forth, placing a gentle kiss on the top of his head. The two stay like this for what feels like an hour, Sal's sobbing slowly quieting down into soft hiccups until eventually he slowly pulls away.

"You okay man. How're feeling?" Larry quickly asks, a slight worried tone to his voice. "I....I don't...I feel b-bad but...better." Sal wipes his eye. "Fuck I'm s-so sorry dude I....I know I should've dealt w-with this but I couldn't c-calm down I just w-wanted to see y-you. Fuck I feel like a damn kid" Larry grabs him by the shoulder, forcing the boy to look him in the eyes. "No. Don't be sorry. You know I'm always here for you dude. There's no way I'm gonna let you deal with this shit on your own. Capeesh?" Sal can't help but smile, another tear falling down his face. "C-Capeesh." He chuckles and wipes the traitor away. "I should probably let you get back to bed. I don't want to wake up Lisa." Larry scoffs "Nah dude I'm not letting you out of my sight! Plus, moms out right now. Remember she went out for dinner with your dad last night? Pretty sure she's still with 'im." Sal fakes a gag. "Eww don't remind me." He giggles and gently slaps Larry's leg. The taller boy let's out a dramatic gasp "How rude Sally Face! And to think I was gonna give you the perfect cure for your nightmares." Sal tilts his head in confusion. "Cure? What on earth are you talking about?" Larry lets out a small snicker. "Well you're lucky I love you so much bro. I'll let you in on this little secret. Some say there's an ancient ritual, one that, if it's preformed correctly, will wash away all bad thoughts!" Sal looks at his brother with skepticism. "Yeaaah right dude. And what is this 'ritual?'" Sal asks, using finger quotes as he says ritual. Larry smirks, placing a hand on Sals arm. "Wanna try? I'm positive it'll help you." Sal shrugs "Sure dude. What do I've got to lOSE!" Sal gasps as he's forcefully pulled over next to Larry, back softly hitting his mattress.

"Gah L-Larry! A little warning next...w-what are you doing?" Sal watches as Larry sits on top of his legs. "I'm starting the ritual! I can't have you squirming away? If its interrupted I'll have to start all over! Now. Let me just." He reaches up to the hem of Sals soft pajama shirt and pulls it up, revealing his tummy. Sal's face begins to heat up as Larry places a hand on his shaking stomach. "L-Larry...what are you gonna d-do?" Larry doesn't answer, he just smiles down at his brother and snickers. "Don't move." He begins to softly trace around Sal's belly, the touches causing the boy to gasp and cover his mouth. "N-Nohoho Larryyyy!" He tries his best to keep the giggles down but fuck does it tickle! Larry's soft touches driving his nerves crazy. Larry continued to trace around his belly and sides softly as he spoke to him. "Now dude the ritual won't work if you don't laugh." With that his tracing finger turned into a claw that skitters and scratched around his sensitive midsection. That earned a squeak out of him, hand flying down to grab at the torturous hand. "L-Laahahaharry stop iihihihiit!! Aahaha not thaahahahat!" Sal couldn't help the frantic flow of giggles pouring put of his mouth, his whole body shaking at even the softest touch. Larry grabs the hand trying to stop him. "Now now. Don't want me to have to start over. Just relaaaaax~ We only just started dude." Larry pulls his hand to the side and uses his other to move up to Sals ribs. Now that got a reaction!

"Aaaaaahahahahahaaa! L-Larry no! Nohohoho no no not there!!! Aaahahahahaa staahahahap stahhahap!! Fuck it tickles maahahahan!!" The ticklish boy underneath Larry began to squirm, arching his body away from that damn claw, but it quickly followed him, latching back on and continuing to scratch in between his sensitive ribs. Sals other hand shakily remained at his face, trying to cover his embarrassment from Larry. Much to his dismay, however, Larry had another idea. "Dude you can't keep messing up the ritual like this. Covering your face?? That's a big no!" Larry pulls the hand he's already got up and grabs the hand at Sal's face. Now with both his arms above his head Larry decides it's time to destroy him. He pushes his hand up under Sal's shirt and tickles up to his pit and back down to his ribs. Sal let out a shriek and bucks "AAAHAHAAA!! LARREEHEHEHEHEEE LARRY PLEASE PLEASE!!! I'M ALRIGHT! AAHAHAHAHAHAAA IM BETTER NOOHOHOHOHOOW! PLEEEHEHEHE HE HE HEEASE!! COME ON IT TICKLES SO BAAAHAHAHAHAAD!!" He squeals again as Larry travels back down his side to squeeze at his hips. Sal snorts and kicks his legs out frantically, tears of mirth falling out of his eye.

"Right Sal were almost done. We just have to finish off strong! It's the most important step." He moves his hand down to Sal's side, still lightly scratching at the spot to elicit more squeaky giggles from the boy. "W-Whaahahat is i-ihihit? What's the gee!! Geeehehehehee t-thehehe last stehehehep?" Larry smirked down at him, releasing his arm and placing both hands on Sal's sides. "Don't worry bout it bro. Just relax! It'll be over before you know it." With that, Larry began his descent, inching his face closer to the quivering belly below him. Sal's eye grew wide, hands flying to push at Larry's head. "N-No! Nononohoho please not that!" Larry peers up at Sal and smiles "Come on Sal! It's the last thing I gotta do. If I don't we gotta start all over!" Sal blinks a couple time before he huffs out a small "fine" and pulls his hands back. "J-Just make it qu-quick..." Larry cackles "sure thing!" His face flys down to Sal's belly, right above the navel and he blows a huge raspberry on thr sensitive spot. Sal shrieks and spasms wildly under Larry, hands flying around, legs kicking out as his whole body shakes with laughter. "AAAAHAHAHAHAAAA!! AAAHAHAHA OKAY OKAAHAHAHAY OKAY YOU DID IIHIHIHIIIT! FUCK FUCK AAAHAHAHAHAAA! NO NO NO NOT AGAIN!! AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA *snort* GAAHAHAHAHAA!!!" His laugh is loud, mixed with squeaks and snorts. Larry blows a few extra raspberries on his tummy before finally letting up and scooting off.

"Ritual complete! You should be safe from any nightmares!" Larry proclaims proudly before looking over to Sal. "Feeling any better?" He asks softly. Sal lays still on the bed, hand resting on his tummy as he gets the last remaining giggles out of his system. "Th-Thahahat was mean L-Larry fahahace." He glares at Larry but he can tell there's no real malice behind it. Sal just sighs and slowly sits up. "But yea....I do feel better. Thanks Lar." Larry pulls him into a tight hug "Good! I'm glad you had fun." Sal blushes "W-What I-!" He pulls away to see Larry's smirk. "Pssh w-whatever." His face turns a bright red. "Let's just go to sleep..." he mumbles as he pulls Larry down to lay next to him. The rocker pulls him in as they drift off. "Glad you enjoyed it Sally Face. Cause the ritual states I have to preform it every night to keep the nightmares away."

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