#it's not like he'll ever find out for himself!

[konigsblog]

one nightstand with obsessive könig.🩸

ever since that one night, könig hasn't been able to get you out of his filthy, gross mind. he fantasizes about the warmth and texture of your slick cunt around his meaty shaft, the way he rolled his sturdy and broad hips back and forth against your tight rear, to fuck and fill your tight cunt with his girthy size.

he remembers every slight detail about your face, your beloved name, the warmth and perfection of your drooling pussy. könig can't hold himself back from doing his own research on you to find your social media accounts and where you work. fuck, könig even attempts to find your address and location, and before he even realise how obsessive and overprotective this is, he's doing some research on your apartment building. it doesn't seem safe enough for someone as precious and loveable as you, by könig's strict standards as someone in the military with such a high rank. könig craves to have you in his strong arms once again, but fears that you won't recognise him because of your drunkenness that fateful, memorable night.

regardless, it's könig's mission to find you whether you like it or not. although he's ashamed and embarrassed to be this desperate for someone, so deprived of your sweet and soft busy, and far too anxious to meet another woman after being so vulnerable with you.

instead, he signs his neverending, creepy letters off with ‘secret admirer’ so that you're unable to detect who it came from. of course, the letters get more graphic, horrifying, and sexual with flowers appearing at your door every single monday morning.

sometimes when könig feel the need to tease you and creep you out a little bit, he'll leave a fun fact at the end of the card, a reminder that he knows everything and anything about you. könig would even go as far as to say that he knows you better than you know yourself.

you're flattered for a while before you're creeped out, but it's all too late when you're awoken to the feeling of könig tightening the ropes on your wrists and ankles while you're laid against the cold, dirty basement floor with a ball gag silencing your pleas for him to spare you some mercy.

[moonsaver]

Okay, honestly, I'm still reeling from the entire penacony quest, but here's my take on Sunday so far;

He's manipulative, obviously.

But like.. the type that's kind of hesitant from time to time because he's still sincere to a degree. At least, when it comes to his loved ones.

So, I guess that hesitance decreases a lot if you're just some nobody. Even then, Sunday does want the better for everyone, too. It just means that others may bear the brunt of it for the most part before being able to get ahold of it.

Also, at the very least, even if some people suffer, at the end Sunday believes they will reach where they want to, after. In that case, however, Sunday suffers far more than them, without actually ever reaching his own destination or idea of paradise.

However, this view is a bit distorted. Sunday believes to be "sacrificing" himself, shouldering loneliness and burdens in order to uphold everyone else's "paradise". But to the others, he's simply a tyrant overruling everyone's will with his own idea of Order.

Sunday deeply cares. He cares too much. That's kind of the problem.

A bit of self-destructing tendencies when pushed too far, I guess.

Lets ignore logic established by the quest for a second (because i literally am still reeling from it)

Imagine Sunday first discovers this possibility. He's terrified of it, but at the same time, he truly thinks this is humanity's salvage – for everyone who has deeply suffered. He thinks of you.

You who have had your fair share of pain, who confides in him late at night in the quiet of your privacy, hushed voices like silenced by a thick blanket through the wall.

You deserve to live a sweeter life. He thinks. No. You deserve more. He knows.

The first person he ever wants to step into this paradise – you.

Now, although Sunday was defeated in the end, we all know that unfortunately, our ragtag team had to wake up again because defeating him first was a dream. This means at some point, Sunday did succeed.

And after everyone wakes, you don't. You continue sleeping soundly. So does Sunday.

The rest of the world can return to their miserable, bitter lives outside of this dream; but Sunday will be damned if he's letting you go. Perhaps.. it's not a selfless wish, anymore. Perhaps at this point, Sunday desperately, selfishly, grips onto you with the latches of a sweet, deep dream. One where he was fatally destined to never reach, only to control from the waking world. Now that everyone else has woken, he wants to return to the dream. He wants to return to you, who he has so lovingly entrenched deep into it.

Also, Robin. Im in SO much pain... PLEASW..

Do you guys think.. even if Robin was vehemently resistant against Sunday's ideas..

Even though Sunday knew she wouldn't stand for it..

Do you guys think.. he wanted her to also join him at the end and enjoy the "Paradise" he created aswell?

Do you think he would have wanted Robin to stop worrying about everything, to take rest, to finally come home, and sing to her heart's content inside the dream? The dream where they set the bird free? The dream where Sunday still has a sweet tooth? The dream where she never has to wear elaborate neck-pieces? The dream where neither of them was hurt? Where neither of them left each other?

Oh...ogh. . My heart.

Sunday would be such a scary lover, too.

I mean even normally, I don't think a relationship with him would be that healthy

Particularly because it seems so healthy

If reader was in a relationship with normal sunday, I mean.. it's gonna at least appear healthy and normal, even to them. It's probably just Sunday having to constantly burden himself with all the dirty strings he has to pull, the quiet rush of water when he washes his hands before caressing the side of your face, the tight, closed smile he would give if you ever asked him what was wrong.. he can't let you know.

I think he'll take a yandere route in an established relationship if you do happen to find out what's been going on behind the scenes. He'll have to calm you down, and you promise you won't peep about it. The build up is almost invisible, because things seem to go back to the way they were. Before Sunday starts acting a bit.. restless. That would be when his yan! Tendencies would start kicking in, for a variety of reasons.

I feel like y'know, out of all the hsr cast, he's one of the characters who is genuinely very close to becoming a yandere canonically. Control freak? Check. Twisted ideals? Check. Unchecked power? Check. Hypnotization/manipulation? Check.

Also, the slight difference of his color pallete as opposed to Robin's.

His is much more washes out than Robin's. It's more "duller" but also more professional, and the gold of his halo is more colder than the warmer tone of Robin's halo. They both still have white/grey as a major color in their palletes, but Sunday's is accompanied by deep navy blues, or washed out blues. Robin's is very vibrant and purple. The only blue segment of her pallete is her hair, and it's remarkably more vibrant than Sunday's.

Also.. Sunday's whole ideas on "weak" and "strong"

Of course, it wasn't all correct, but that doesn't mean they didn't hold some semblance of sense.

Regardless, this playing with yan! Tendencies..... HOOOOO boy

So many thoughts. Sunday manipulating his partner is quite possibly the most common theme in them.

[wttcsms]

Hi :D can u talk about size difference with sukuna...without the dom/sub dynamics...maybe like just casual intimacy sort

content contains sfw ramblings <3

the size difference between you and sukuna is so cute and so normal to you that you don't realize just how much bigger he is compared to you until strangers point it out. when you posted a mirror selfie of the two of you before a night out, your friends immediately slid up on your story going insane over how your boyfriend's hand managed to make an iphone pro max look minuscule. he's holding the phone with just one hand, but his one hand is enough to engulf the entire back of your phone.

sukuna stands behind you when you're wearing a tight minidress or miniskirt. if you ever bend down to adjust the strap of your heel or if you're getting up from a chair and have to readjust the fabric, you can trust that he's either shielding you from view or he himself is gently fixing your clothes for you. there are so many pictures of him asleep in your girly bed, looking out of place and like a giant whenever he's cuddled up with your squishmallows, his head needing like three of them underneath him to make for a sufficient pillow. he doesn't mind you playing with his large hands either. he's used to you tracing shapes and patterns on the palms of his hands, or you letting your playful fingers trail upwards and follow the trail of his bulging veins on his arms.

his clothes drowns you. his shirts and sweatshirts make for the comfiest pajamas and if he's ever searching for a missing tee, he knows where to find it — or more accurately, who has it. sometimes, he does that annoying super senior move where he'll take your phone or any item you have in your possession and he'll hold it above his head and tease you. the only way to get it back is for you to give him a kiss, and he's so annoying about it. he won't even tilt his head down too much, so you struggle to plant one on him.

[penkura]

Your daughter really notices Law’s vitiligo spots for the first time after her baby brother is born, with a little birthmark on the right side of his face. It's not anything spectacular or to worry about, just a small, slightly lighter spot that almost mirrors one Law has on his face. She doesn't ask about it the day she meets her brother, instead more focused on him than anything else once Law hands the baby boy to her.

A few months later, you catch her standing on a stool in the bathroom and staring at her own face in the mirror, frowning at herself. You say she's a carbon copy of Law, with her dark hair and golden eyes that match his perfectly, but he swears she has your face.

"Cora, what are you doing, sweetheart?"

"Why don't I look like daddy and Rosi?"

You tilt your head, before going to stand behind her and looking in the mirror too. Cora is looking over her face, like the five-year-old is scrutinizing her own appearance. All you can ever see when you look at her is Law, she's practically his twin, you swear.

"What do you mean? You're your daddy’s twin! You've got his hair and eyes--"

"I don't have spots like daddy or Rosi."

Oh.

Oh, that's what she means.

You thought you and Law would have more time to worry about how to explain it to Cora, but since baby Rosi had developed a few more spots himself in the past couple of months, your daughter must be wondering why you and her don't have those same spots. She must be worried, maybe she thinks Law and Rosi are sick or it's something wrong with her instead, even though it's nothing she can control.

"Cora," you smooth our her hair and kiss the top of her head before hugging her, "Don't worry about daddy and Rosi's spots, okay? Nothing's wrong with them, I promise."

She still pouts, looking at you in the mirror. "I want spots too though..."

You laugh at how now she wants to have spots to match them, and you get an idea that might help at least for the day. You leave Cora in the bathroom long enough to find Ikkaku and borrow a light foundation from her, going back to your daughter and to start your little project.

When you're done, Cora checks your work in the mirror before running to find Law, almost giving him a panic attack when he sees the light blotches on her face even though she's practically beaming at him. The spots are a near perfect match to his own, she isn't developing white lead disease is she??

He's terrified at first that, somehow, in the last few hours she's started to develop either white lead disease or vitiligo, which he knows is impossible, until he gently rubs his thumb over the spot on her forehead and finds it's just foundation, leaving him relieved.

"Cora, what--"

"I look like you and Rosi now, daddy! Mommy helped me!"

He looks past her to see you in the doorway with your four month old son in your arms, giving him a smile while Cora throws her little arms around his neck in a hug. It takes Law a moment to really work out what the deal is, before he returns her hug even tighter than the one she gave him.

"She wanted to match her favorite person in the whole world. How could I not help her?"

He'll tell her one day, about everything, but for now, seeing how happy she is to look exactly like him, it makes Law accept his own spots a little a bit more.

[buriedpair]

How would all the yanderes react to a shy darling working at the casino as wait staff who attempts to keep their distance only working to pay off a debt the innocent type like a frightened kitten or bunny

You got it! Sorry for posting so much followers, I love my guys so much. I have a Gambit post incoming after this!!!

Yandere!OCS x GN Reader

Amias

He's had you as his server a few times. Admittedly, you never spoke much and got nervous easily, but he enjoys your company. It's a nice change from the other over dramatic fucks working in this damn place.

That's how he finds himself requesting you to his confused waiter one day, and then the next. Eventually, everyone just assumes he wants you as his server when he walks in. He starts ordering drinks more frequently to try and make you open up. It's just too endearing, how you avoid his questions and avert your gaze and whatnot.

You, on the other hand, are alarmed. You've never had a regular before. You immediately try to get out of it. Every day he asks for you, you're miraculously missing, busy, or on break.

It doesn't frustrate Amias in the slightest. When he's told that you're not there, he simply gets up to look for you.

No doubt, he WILL find you.

"So afraid all the time... Rightfully. You should be."

Edge

As a dealer, he doesn't get to move from his spot much. You've been formally introduced to each other before, but he's never cared much. You're not interesting to him.

On one of his late-night shifts, he notices you're still there. But... weren't you there when he came in? On his next break, he asks you about it. He doesn't seem concerned, just curious. Hesitantly, you explain that you had to pick up someone else's shift because you needed the cash. You try to explain that it's definitely not like you're in crippling debt right now, and you're totally fine.

He finds this curious. He's no doubt had to pick up shifts before in his life, but he finds it endearing how insistent you are that you're fine. When he pokes further into it, he ends up with all the information he needs.

You're such a meek little thing, he wonders how easily you'd break under his thumb.

Time passes, and he slowly starts to nudge and press against your insecurities. It's like your melting into a pool of "what the fuck" and being rebuilt over and over again. He supports you financially for a while, and you're forced to stay at his side for as long as he wants you to. Which is to say, until you're boring again.

"Love, ownership... Are they not the same?"

Double Down

He thinks you're just ADORABLE. He finds time to flirt with you, even when he's busy. He'll dedicate his executions to you, he'll watch you like a hawk from where he stands... You're like his own personal pet!

It's superficial at first. He just wants to get you in his grasp long enough to entertain him. Once he's done with you, he casts you aside again. Yet, once you're gone, he finds himself waiting for you to come back.

You don't.

You realize you've been used like an object, and timidly resign to go find a better job. (Frankly, it's good for you anyways. It's hard to watch so many people bite it each day.) You're madly, deeply, truly embarrassed that you let him win.

When DD finds out you've quit, he grows furious. Why? He doesn't know. All he knows is that you left him. NOBODY leaves him. Not until he's done with them.

Rest assured that you are completely and utterly unsafe now. Poor kitten, he'll be sure to take terrible care of you.

"Leaving me is the last mistake you'll ever make, if you want to keep your cute little eyes open."

BONUS ROUND!

Jackpot and Gambit

Jackpot just oozes confidence, so naturally you stay as far away from him as you can. He's practically the exact opposite of you. Plus, looking at him makes you nervous. Additionally, Gambit is like the boss of all bosses. There's no way you could speak to him other than a small squeak every time he regards you.

They noticed you, though. How do you think you got this job? Jackpot saw you and knew he wanted you, and Gambit followed suit as soon as he saw your poor, pitiful self.

You spilled someone's drink. Fuck. You're screwed. You're dead. You're fired. You'll crawl into a hole now, thank you. The drunk customer is enraged in an instant. He stands to throw hands, and you flinch back.

The punch never lands, however. Your knight in blue, skin-tight armor has arrived. Jackpot smiles softly at the offender, as if he wasn't holding his fist in a death grip. In a deceptively sweet tone, he explains that he doesn't tolerate any sort of violence toward the staff.

Once the customer is kindly escorted out of the establishment, Jackpot finally acknowledges you. He doesn't speak, he simply pulls your shaking form into his strong embrace. Your fear is overshadowed by intense embarrassment considering the amount of clothes he's wearing. He's warm, though.

He hushes you as he holds you, stroking your hair and swaying back and fourth. You internally wonder how this man manages to show such intimacy.

You hardly notice that there's a discussion going on around you until your arm is gently taken by... Well, fuck. Your boss is here. You're definitely fired.

Gambit chuckles in acknowledgement of your nerves, shaking his head. He doesn't seem angry, more amused. He plants a kiss to the back of your hand, asking you how you're feeling. You stumble over your words, unable to form a coherent sentence in such a situation.

They both smile fondly-- Nay, possessively-- down at you. How cute, maybe now you'll learn that they're the only ones who can protect you.

"You don't need to worry, sweet thing. We'll never let anyone hurt you again."

"I'll make sure you feel much better by your next shift. You'll have to stay with us for a while. No arguments, unless you want that debt to swallow you whole."

[ghoulfuckersincorporated]

Cooper realizing he's falling in love with his companion would be so weird for both of them.

I imagine it would be a long, awkward, painful (at least for Coop) road dotted with increasingly significant gestures, increasingly intimate moments...but there would also have to be a sort of "healing" from the way things have been so far.

I mean, he's only stayed alive this long by being ruthless, selfish, doing whatever he needed to do to look out for number one. Falling in love with someone, caring about them, fucks that M.O. up pretty badly.

If he wants you to stick around, he has to show you he can treat you well. We know that he loves so passionately and deeply when he does, that he has the capacity for it. But, at the same time, it's so difficult for him to be vulnerable enough to show that kind of tenderness to someone again. He's confident in himself when it comes to most things, but this is fairly uncharted territory. He's not even sure he fully remembers how to romance a lady.

He never sleeps, so he always sits up keeping watch overnight. You wake up one morning to find that he's cleaned your guns, sharpened your knives while you slept. Soon, that becomes a regular occurrence. Another morning, after a particularly cool night in the desert, you find that his duster is draped over you. Low-pressure gestures like this, ones he can perform when you aren't watching, are the easiest for him at first. You always thank him for these things, but for a long while you fail to truly realize their significance. As far as you're concerned, he's just demonstrating that he finds you tolerable, which is better than he's acted towards you in the past. Maybe he's even apologizing for being shitty in his own way.

But slowly, the gestures start to happen in the light of day. He'll slow his pace to walk side-by-side with you, instead of leaving you struggling to keep up with his long strides. He lends you his hat when the scorching sun roasts your face, at least, until he finds another one for you. One day you come across an expanse you'll need to cross, but its up to your shins in disgusting muck and water. He offers to carry you across. You look at him like he has six heads, completely unsure if he's mocking you or not. You don't accept the offer...this time around.

If you're doing drugs together, he offers you the last hit, the last line, whatever. Funnily enough, this is what makes you start to realize that he may be trying to communicate something else; he's selfish about a lot of things, but his drug stash is undoubtedly the biggest. You were floored enough when he'd offered to share at all. When he makes that offer the first time, you look at him for what feels like a long while before you accept.

You also lean in and give him a kiss on his rough, pitted cheek when you take whatever it is from him, terrified that you're misreading the situation and he'll shove you away. But he doesn't; he smiles at you, a more genuine and relaxed smile than you think you've ever seen on him before. But then he looks away, almost shyly, and things are quiet again.

That night, you lay your head on his lap when he sits down beside you. He doesn't say anything, but as you're drifting off to sleep, you feel him start to play softly with your hair.

[best-of-yandere]

Penny for your thoughts!

How do you think a Yandere Dick Grayson would react if he ever found out that his s/o was a meta-human? More specifically could shift into a fennec Fox whenever they wanted?

Tw: surveillance, light yandere

Please let him pet your ears. And your tail. And your....actually just let him pet everywhere. This man would BEG for cuddles both in and out of your fox form. You are getting so many tummy rubs and ear scratches.

In all seriousness though, he's likely going to find out about your powers from the hidden cameras in your apartment. Learning about it should make him feel closer to you, and yet...you hid this side of you from him. And he wants to know every part of you.

When he 1st finds out, he's going to do so much research on fennec foxes and your powers. To what extent can you control your shifting? How much does it affect you? Do you need the apartment to be a certain temperature? Special bedding? Certain diet? How many activities/challenges and exercise do you need for your animal side. How animalistic are you? Do you retain your human mind when shifted? How much animal instinct and abilities do you have in your human form? Can you shift part way?

He's a skilled detective, so he'll be able to get the answers out of you without you ever catching on that he knows. Once he does know the answers, he'll start making changes to his apartment based on your needs/desires in both forms. It's a "when" not an "if" you'll move in, and he wants everything to be ready for you so the two of you can start your new lives together (with no secrets kept from him ever again).

When you finally do tell him about your powers, he's both happy you trusted him with your secret and petty that you didn't tell him sooner (regardless of when he told you about his secret life). He'll ask you questions that he already knows the answer to, so you don't suspect he's been spying on you. When you shift in front of him for the 1st time, it takes all of his training and willpower to stop himself from just scooping you up and cuddling you until he's forced to put you down.

(His favorite usage of your powers is when you're cuddling in bed and you end up so relaxed your tail pops out and curls around him 💕)

When you're fully shifted, he would probably coddle you. He won't treat you like an animal or a pet, per say. It's more like the cuteness aggression is feeding off his yandere tendencies of protectiveness and delusion and making his doting and clingyness 10x worse. If you want to get extra freedoms, just shift fully into your fennec fox form and give him sad eyes until he caves. He won't let you go, but he will give you certain allowances that most darlings don't normally receive from their yanderes.

Once such allowance is being able to get away with a certain level of mischief when shifted. Shredding his clothes, hiding his keys, shedding fur on his pillow; as long as you're in your cute fox form while you enact petty revenge, he'll blame it on your animal instincts and laugh it off (while taking pictures of you doing your merry mischief).

He would be conflicted on what to do about Damian in regards to your powers. The two are close, so Damian has definitely already met you and knows about Dick's obsession over you. Dick would be worried that since Damian values animals more than people, if he finds out you can become a furry friend, he might become obsessed with you too. And Dick doesn't want to share. Of course, this isn't going to affect his positive relationship with his brother; it just makes Dick more proactive when it comes to hiding his darling from prying eyes.

[crobones]

[kicks open the door I just closed] AND ANOTHER THING

when a ghoul is turning feral, they say their name. they repeat it, over and over. "Roger. My name is Roger." like a chant. to remind themselves who they are. to hold onto the last bit of humanity they have left, because maybe if they hold tight enough, they can beat it. or maybe they can just hold on until help comes.

Cooper wasn't just distracting Roger so he could get a clean shot. He was reminding Roger of something good. BlamCo Mac & Cheese. His mom's apple pie.

When someone can't be saved, you don't want them to just focus on the fact that it's over. It's done. Waiting in that anxious fear for their every breath, because they don't know if it will be their last. Or, in Roger's case - and the case for any Ghouls out there still surviving - their last moments of control.

The sad fact of the matter is that, feral ghouls are still alive. They're not zombies. They hunger, they drool, they eat, but they can hide, too. They can gather. Being feral isn't dying, it's worse. They've not even just gone to base instincts - they've lost any and all sense of self preservation. They can sprint and throw themselves at prey because the body has simply become a vehicle for that hunger.

They don't hide or gather to stay safe. They do it because it's easier to take down someone if they're surprised and outnumbered. So yes, a feral ghoul can think. But only insofar that they can find a way to feed that hunger.

But even animals have some sense of self-preservation. (Unless, of course, they're rabid.)

To be feral is to experience such complete ego death that a person has no sense of identity outside of hunger and fear. So they try to hold onto control by reminding themselves who they are. "I am Roger." And so, it's not too far of a stretch to say that a person's humanity lies within their memories.

Cooper asked Roger if he remembered what food tasted like, back when he could taste. Before the radiation and necrosis. As most people know, certain senses like taste and smell can trigger a stronger memory than any words or chants.

What Cooper did to Roger was a mercy. It was simple. It wasn't a countdown or closing his eyes, just so that the last thing Roger could feel is fear. He reminded Roger of something good, like the taste of apple pie. Of his mom. Of being a kid again. Ghouls are people, but for those last few seconds, Roger was the most human he'd probably been in twenty-eight years.

And so what's going to happen when the Ghoul runs out of vials? Not Cooper, but the Ghoul. The character. The facade Cooper Howard has been wearing like a second skin. It's wrinkled, irradiated, and necrotic, but it's tight. It's safe. It's kept him alive. To survive, he willfully distanced himself from his humanity and became a monster. Cooper Howard didn't die. He's been buried in alive in a coffin for centuries, feeding off of scraps. But he put himself in there.

So when the Ghoul runs out of vials, he'll do what they all do when they're trying to hold on. They'll hold on to their humanity by tooth and nail. "I am Cooper."

It clicks in her head, subtler than a light switch. She should be happy. She should be ecstatic! She's meeting her favourite hero from her childhood! But all she can feel is sadness. She saw what her mother became, and she quickly proved to the Ghoul that she can put him down when the time comes. If she can do that for her mother, she can do that for him.

It'll be the first time anyone who didn't know him before the bombs ever hears his name. The first time Lucy connects who the Ghoul is to who Cooper Howard was, back when he was human.

Maybe it's the scent of his wife's perfume. Maybe it's the taste of hot coco. Or maybe it's Janey. Just Janey. In any form, any memory. So Lucy does that for him. And after two centuries, Cooper Howard finally remembers how it felt to be human. If only for a few moments.

But how will she give Cooper those last seconds of humanity? Does she think he deserves it? Fuck deserving it, she'll decide to do it just because it's the kindest thing to do. But she didn't know him before. Didn't know his favourite tastes and smells. But she can probably guess.

[record scratch]

I don't want to end it on that. It's too much, even for me. Cooper Howard remembers his humanity and holds on long enough. He's saved. (Hey, Maximus carries RadAway, maybe he can carry other drugs.)

Now Cooper has to sit and deal with the tidal wave that is his humanity fully resurfacing so strongly after several lifetimes. The Ghoul has done a lot of things Cooper would disapprove of. More bad things than any good things he ever did when he was human. But they were all choices he made. Cooper's always been there. Just below the surface. He buried himself in that coffin. And what's more monstrous - to kill and be cruel to survive, or to hide from the responsibility and act like it was someone else all those times? Who is the monster, the Ghoul or Cooper Howard?

Inner turmoil. GIVE ME INNER TURMOIL.

meanwhile, Lucy can lose sleep over the idea that you should never meet your heroes. That maybe she likes the monster, better - but she doesn't know which is which either. They find themselves. They find each other. They find themselves inside of each other. Cannibalism, vore, allegory, etc, etc. they find his dick inside her. Happy ending. fuck you. fuck me!

[cinnamonest]

hmmmm i can’t help but think about how much worse idol / celeb fans would be in the mmau. like, maybe the government has sponsored the first ever female idol group for the sake of entertainment (because i’m sure the men eventually got tired of every source of entertainment, like music, being produced and sang by men) and like… the danger these girls are facing would probably be insane. attempted kidnappings at every concert, im telling you… or if this is a modern AU, the comments under all these girls’ performances are so crazy that all the comments are probably turned off. there’d probably be some men against it too,, like “why are these girls on stage dancing and showing themselves. who is allowing this. this is vulgar and immodest.”

The girl groups are something of an attempt to keep the population placated — the message is like, look! Girls in skimpy outfits bouncing around on stage! Eye candy! Jerkoff material! You can fill the void with obsessing over them and feel less lonely and irritable! You can be content (and not commit violent acts that upset the social framework to attempt to obtain a girl)!

That is, the hope is that it keeps the average guy in his proverbial place, acceptant that he'll never have one to himself (and distracted from the fact that most girls belong to wealthy elites, yet it would be rather easy for the have-nots to outnumber the haves and, well...)

They’re meant to be gawked at, drooled over, masturbated to, fantasized about… and it’s a huge success! All the groups that spring up rake in tons of money, performances draw in huge crowds. Men tend to form fanbases for the individual girls — that is, most guys will like the groups as a whole, but particularly dedicate themselves to one girl whom they deem their favorite.

The issue is that they’re a little too successful. The producers who thought the idea up were not fully prepared for just how allured some men would be. How attached they’d get to their favorite girl, the sort of delusions they form in their head.

It’s basically a problem in which by attempting to scratch an itch, the developers who produce the groups find out that it’s more like they’re fanning flames. Since most of these guys will never have a girl of their own, they can become especially delusional about feeling like the girl they fixate on is his, that he's her biggest fan and everyone else is just a casual fan, no one else really appreciates her the way he does. And the lack of stimulation elsewhere means that there's very little to distract them from their devotion.

The industry quickly becomes something dangerous. Fans get too close, too touchy. But really, what did they expect? Do they realize how torturous it is for a guy who has literally never, ever touched a girl, seeing one standing so close? Of course he's going to try and stick his hand out to grab. Except then more and more guys get the same idea… soon there's an extra barrier of those red-rope posts between the girls and the crowd. They take extra security measures, each girl has a personal guard who always knows where she is.

Although nonetheless, it's only a matter of time before a girl goes missing anyway, even with all the extreme measures and constant surveillance. Never underestimate the ingenuity of a desperate, horny man...

[obsessedwrhys]

|| BYRON DATING HEADCANONS ||

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ just fluff, reader is gn!! (I've been meaning to do him lol)

Let's be honest, if you were to become his significant other, you would need an awfully lot of patience.

That's because he's not much of a social person, he knows who are his people and that's enough for him.

Personally, I think the only way you'd be friends with him is if you knew someone close to him. Maybe Lorsan or Lyca being the one who introduces him to you.

He doesn't like loud people. No hate. He just finds it stressful as it overwhelms his senses easily.

That's why it comes easily that he prefers someone's who's gentle and kind. Call it cliché but he appreciates beauty when he sees it.

Once your friendship starts to blossom, you'll start to notice the little things he does for you.

How he'd always be there for you if you needed some company, how he would provide you the book you had told him just the other day and how he would listen intently to your opinions even when he doesn't agree with them.

It all made you fall for him just that easy.

However, you didn't expect him to return those feelings because well, you just felt that he was way out of your league. He was too good to be true you know? So when he confessed it turned your world upside down.

Scenario ↴

You'd find yourself seated on a hill, enjoying the sunset with your eyes closed as the cold breeze blew on your face. It was nice to catch a break after finishing a handful of tasks. Suddenly you heard sounds of footsteps approaching from behind, you looked over your shoulder to see it was no other than Byron.

"I hope I haven't disturbed you, would you mind if I share this view with you?" He'd ask politely.

"Not at all, go ahead" With your approval, he sat himself beside you. The absent of his falcon caught your attention.

"Where's Elona?"

"She's getting her rest. The battles these days have been draining" He said and you nodded to his words before turning to stare at the orange sky.

Neither of you said anything but you both found comfort in each other's presence. Due to his acute hearing, you had a feeling that he enjoyed this peaceful moment just as much as you was right now.

"May I say something?" He said which caught your interest.

"Of course, you don't need to ask" You said and it had him at ease a bit.

Though the way his jaw clenched as if he was debating on what to speak made you wonder if it was something serious.

"(Y/N), I'm afraid I have fallen for you..." He said. You had almost forgotten how to breath properly when you heard him.

"I don't know when it began... it seems like the feeling was always there. But I don't mind it. I choose not to fight these thoughts... because I love that I'm in love with you" He smiled softly at you, the blush on your face making you look ever more adorable to him.

"I wouldn't mind being yours as there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you...ah... my apologies, I'm getting ahead of myself... I didn't give you the time to speak" He said by the time he noticed that your lips were parted in shock. You quickly gained back your composure once the attention was on you.

"I uh... wow... okay..." You rubbed your arm awkwardly. Eventually you were able to think straight after calming yourself down.

"I actually feel the same way Byron... I just didn't think you'd think of me like that" You looked at him, your eyes sparkling with joy.

"Oh (Y/N)... you're all that I think about..."

When the relationship was settled, everyone congratulated you two. Especially Lorsan, he was quick to wish you both endless happiness. You had to admit, from the village's reaction, it almost felt like you two just got married.

His companion, Elona would definitely see you as her owner after a few weeks into the relationship. If he trusts you, she trusts you as well.

In the relationship, Byron is very loving and observant. The reason why I say observant is because he'll always be fast to know what are your likes and dislikes.

Oh someone offered you a fruit you don't like? He'll simply just take it for you. There's a sale going on at the market and they have one of your favourite things on display? Watch him be the first to be in line to get it.

He also knows when you're lying about something. He hates it however when you lie about not being sick or not being cold because taking care of you is LITERALLY his job!! Besides he doesn't mind babying you, he adores you!

That's why I think his kisses are delicate and soft, most of times he'd hum when kissing but he does it unconsciously because he's completely lost in the moment, if you placed your hands on his chest, you could feel the vibrations from his voice. In a way it's like he's purring.

He loves it the most when you run your hands all over his chest when kissing. It makes him fall even harder than he already has.

If we're talking about PDA, I think he's not that against it but he's also not that crazy about it. He's willing to hold your hand, having hugs and kisses but if you initiate anything that's crossing the line or could make anyone uncomfortable then he'll simply give you a soft smile and shut your thoughts out with a simple forehead kiss.

He enjoys cuddling by the way. He enjoys it the most when you both are like covered in layers of blanket. You once teased him for it, calling it his bird nest which ended becoming an inside joke.

Like you'd be having a conversation with Lorsan and he's trying to be as patient as possible waiting for you to finish but knowing his friend, he's most likely never gonna stop talking so he'd politely invite himself into the conversation.

"Darling... can we go back to the birds nest?" He'd say, meaning he's in desperate need of cuddles. You would smile at his cute request and nod.

"BIRD'S NEST!? (Y/N), is he holding you captive???"

Expectedly, his pet names would be more of the lovey dovey stuff. He'd call you things like darling, sweetheart, baby, and even pumpkin. He enjoys your reaction each time cause you never know which one he'll use.

"You're adorable when you pout darling... oh alright, I'll buy you the candy you want. Only if you promise me a kiss after"

He's a romantic. There's no denying it. This man's love language is 100% act of service.

He's the type to light up dozens of candles at the entrance of the door so that the first thing you are greeted when coming home would be a fancy candlelit dinner prepared just for you.

He also happens to run the shower for you just as you're about to arrive home, he even places flower petals to add some scent to the mood. Anything to help you relax.

He's more of a giver than a receiver but if you ever showered him in love. He's positive that he'll faint. Even a simple "I love you" can cause him to smile all cheerfully.

You also happen to be one of the few people to see his eyes. Obviously he doesn't wear the blindfold to sleep so that's how you were able to get the chance to see him without it.

His eyes are beautiful. A perfect shade of light green and yellow, almost resembling eyes of a bird. They were pearls that entrapped you in a daze that you couldn't help but stare into them each time you cuddled with him.

He didn't mind but rather find it cute how you were in awe from his irises.

Another thing I want to point out is he enjoys holding hands with you, whatever it is, he just finds your hands fascinating.

You two could be cuddled in bed and he'd just have your hand placed on his, his fingers gently trailing against the skin of your palm.

"I love the way your hand fits in mine... it's almost like destiny..." He'd utter.

Since it's canon he has a soothing voice, you can expect him to sing you lullabies or just any song to help you go to sleep if you ever had trouble sleeping.

If you did have a nightmare, trust him to be there to hold you in his arms as he hums you a melody.

Honestly? He's just like Prince Charming but better.

[altocat]

i'm still following first soldier's plot just from these posts but how is young sephiroth portrayed? is he evil or like he was in crisis core or what

Young Sephiroth is depicted as being confused, insecure, and kind of brainwashed from years of conditioning under Shinra. First Soldier provided some interesting aspects and moments for his character, which I'll bullet for you here real quick.

Sephiroth has never been on a real mission before this one. Most of his "accomplishments" so far have been fabricated lies under Shinra for propaganda purposes. Despite him simultaneously being freakishly strong and overpowered thanks to the Jenova cells.

Sephiroth is also apparently incredibly sheltered as he comes across as very socially awkward and kind of shy when he isn't sticking to Shinra's script. It's implied he's barely ever interacted with actual people outside of a controlled setting.

Sephiroth carries a locket of his mother Lucrecia (who he refers to as Jenova) and at this point still believes her to be alive and is looking for her. He apparently asks everyone he meets to see if they know anything about her. He loses this locket offscreen btw and it's bullshit.

Sephiroth is a brainwashed child soldier and often spouts fucked up logic/Shinra propaganda in order to justify his more violent actions. He conveys an extremely paranoid world view that if he doesn't fight, he'll be killed or hurt. This obv speaks to the conditions Shinra put him under during training.

That said, Sephiroth actively dislikes his status as a "hero" and just wants to find his mom and live a normal life. He breaks down crying after killing a bunch of child soldiers his own age and says that he never wanted to be what he is.

Sephiroth occasionally has moments where he acts like an actual little kid, giggling over Glenn's jokes, wanting the group's approval, and often coming off as being kind of timid and overly respectful. He has two modes--hardass leader sticking to a schedule and a literal child trying to push himself too hard because that's all he was ever taught.

Most of the time he's pretty supportive and courteous, if not overly polite. He clearly really wants to impress his team and often apologizes whenever he makes a mistake. He's leader, but he's figuring things out.

Lastly, and strangely most importantly, the stupid Halloween Event of all things confirmed that Hojo has been abusing/torturing Sephiroth for most of his life and is likely the reason why Sephiroth pushes himself so hard.

Currently, Sephiroth's story is still unfinished. The game makes it clear that he's grown very attached to his new team and feels responsible for protecting them from danger. He and main character Glenn have formed a brotherly bond of sorts and Sephiroth willingly goes against Shinra's orders in order to follow his team to rescue another boy his age from danger (Rosen). Rosen and Sephiroth are expected to have an encounter next chapter and it's very strongly implied that Sephiroth will end up killing Rosen as a means of trying to protect his group/some other reason. It's gonna be fucked up and emotional either way.

[barleyo]

tw: stepcest/non-con/misogyny | nsfw under cut

older stepbro leon! who became a shut-in after his little sis left for college.

he can't help but feel anger and jealousy at her. how dare she leave him behind? going off to college to party and get wasted without him? getting a degree? sure, he acts like he's proud of her, but deep down he's pissed that she's going off to make something of herself while he's stuck at home with their parents.

so what does he do?

instead of actually trying to better himself and his life, he stays in his room all day, stewing in his own depression. hell, it's a lucky day if he even gets out of bed. your parents are shocked on the rare occasion when he gets up to take his meals outside of his bedroom.

older stepbro leon! who spends his days lost on his phone, scrolling through porn and twitter all day long. what's the point of doing anything else? nothing brings him more joy than scrolling through video after video. gangbangs, glory holes, hardcore, rough, bondage, piss, spit, orgies: he's seen it all. but what he enjoys most is step bro x step sis stuff. sick fuck.

he tried not to think much about it, he didn't want to acknowledge how weird it was. so, he shoved it down, bit his tongue, and continued his endless scrolling.

hey- that chick kinda looks like you. same hair. same eyes. same tits.

jackpot.

older stepbro leon! who can't help but stay awake at night wondering what you're doing at college. you must've turned into some scholarly, uptight bitch, he thinks. probably getting stuffed by stupid, hot frat guys. probably forgotten all about the family at home, about him. what happened to his sweet little sister?

leon's found that ever since you left, he's gained a certain distaste for women. could be a coincidence, but his outlook on girls fell just as his porn intake rose. hm.

women are liars, now. lying, cheating, stupid whores. not you though, you're a smart whore. the best whore.

older stepbro leon! who finally finds a bit of purpose when he hears you're coming home for christmas break. he can't wait to see you, to see how you've changed. maybe he was wrong, maybe you're still the same sis he's always known.

wrong.

now you have this pestering boyfriend following you around as soon as you get home. some hot chad who you've probably given it up too already. why him? why not leon, he'd take better care of you, he knows it! with all the porn he's watched, he's basically a pro.

you've grown, too. smarter. bitchier. you fuckin think you know everything now, huh? think you're better because you made it out of this shit hole, leaving leon behind? better because you aren't sucking your parents dry and still leeching off of them? fuck you.

older stepbro leon! who teaches you a lesson once that douchebag boyfriend of yours has finally fucked off.

he catches you reading in your room, pissing him off even more. who fucking reads? just watch porn and lose yourself in social media like the rest of us, he thinks.

he walks into your bedroom and sits on your bed, too close for comfort. you shift away from him. that makes him mad. you wouldn't have distanced yourself from him before you left, you were practically attached to his hip, but now you want to be uppity about it? you think you're better than him.

older stepbro leon! who throws himself onto you, mumbling about how lonely he'd been without you, how he'd missed you, and most importantly, how much he wanted you.

he said he wanted you, in between forcing his lips on yours, gnashing teeth against teeth. he wanted you because you weren't like the other sluts. you weren't some stupid whore, you were his sister. you must've just forgotten that while you were off. don't worry, he'll remind you.

older stepbro leon! who slips one hand into your pants and places his other over your mouth. until you bit him. then his hand made its way to your throat. girls liked that, right? the sluts in porn always liked it, so it must be true, right?

older stepbro leon! who bottomed out immediately after putting his dick in you. he got lost in your warm cunt so quickly, got so drunk off of you. you felt better than he had ever imagined. now, if only you would stop your damn crying. then it would be a true dream come true.

older stepbro leon! who came so deep inside of you that you were bound to get pregnant! hopefully that boyfriend of yours didn't convince you to get on birth control. leon needed to see the growing proof that you were his. a growing baby would be just right.

older stepbro leon! who smirked when he felt you desperately clench around his cock. you came, so of course you liked it! his internet incel buddies were right: all girls want to be taken control of. it all made sense now! you were like all other girls, you wanted exactly what they wanted. you were a hot little warm hole with rape fantasies just like any other dumb broad. what kind of brother would leon be if he didn't give you what you needed?

older stepbro leon! who flooded the incel forums with information about what he had gotten up to with you. he felt like a king amongst all those small-dick cucks. they all praised him, and asked all about you. how tight were you? what'd you look like? did you squirt or cream? and he answered, pimping out your information like it was nothing. anything to make it feel more real. so what if all those guys were probably fucking their fists thinking about you? they couldn't have you. they never would, so leon would let them enjoy whatever their mind would come up with.

because at the end of the day, you were his. no matter what your little boyfriend said, no matter how leon's mind tried to say it was wrong.

you were his. and christmas break still had a few weeks left.

[crowned-aeris]

This one goes out to you, @freelancerofthetriforcekeyblade!

So when it comes to magic and such, i think it depends on the spells and what it requires of the user. like, if the magic runs off of like, life energy or whatever, then it would probably take a toll on the user and their wings would look tattered and unkempt, the feathers fraying, thinning, becoming brittle and fragile.

with the flashes, theyre all wither hummingbirds, or sunbirds. like, not all hummers/sunbirds are flashes, but all flashes are hummers/sunbirds 😔

in all seriousness tho, theyd have to bind/hide their wings since they create drag, and having their wings just out there behind them would 1, slow them down SIGNIFICANTLY, and 2, have the potential to just... rip off of them if the flashes are going too fast. it doesnt matter how good their healing is, i doubt they can regrow limbs.

for metas like duke and hal jordan who have powers that dont directly outright change their biology or make them inhuman (if that makes sense) i think their wings are just, normal wings, maybe a bit sturdier? but hal jordan's just some guy with a powered ring (im p sure) so its whatever

being blessed/cursed would be kinda complicated since it determines what the terms of the blessing/curse are. but i think for jason blood, whenever he calls etrigan, his wings kinda just, turn into leathery stereotypical demon wings (but the transformation itches like crazy, probably.... the only thing ive seen of the two are from that one movie where zatana and john constatine team up with batman and that one acrobat ghost dude)

for billy, i think his wings would reflect the age he's at. for his 12 y/o form, i think he's have the coloration typical of his species's immature/fledgling coloration. but after he shazams himself into cpt marvel, i think he'll display the bright coloration/saturated colors that you'd find in his species (the only thing ive seen of him is the shazam movie 😔)

for martian manhunter... has he ever done hair?? cos wings are complicated, what with each individual feathers needing to be specifically recreated would be similar to hair, and then theres the matter of making the muscles work and everything move in a natural way. even if he manages to recreate wings, they’d look uncanny and wrong, and it freaks people out, and some ids may cry if they see him. It’s like a sickly victorian child looking at ai art with too many elbows/joints and too many fingers: it’d be disconcerting for them, and civillians would be distressed

and as a treat: different species would probably have like, wide-ranging diets. Like carnivorous raptors- alfred, tim, bruce, etc, would have a taste for meat whereas jason, duke, steph, and dick would be more keen toward grains, seeds, trail mixes, stuff like that. Dick in particular would be a FIEND for sweet fruit (the flashes would also all prolly be obsessed with calorie-dense and sugary fruits)

there would probably be plenty of shops/stores that sell insects for primarily insect-eating species, which means eating insects would probably be a more accepted thing in this world than it is in our world currently

As always, if ya’ll have any questions or want to know more abt this au, just shoot me an ask and I’ll (hopefully) reply!

[angelslittlewritingcorner]

Could we get a headcanon with Adam and a shy reader ? I loved your writings btw ♡

Yes of course and thank you :)

I hope you enjoy it

Masterlist

Warnings: none just fluff

Adam with a shy reader headcanon

He wouldn't realise at the beginning that the reader has a crush on him. The man is not the most attentive when it comes to that.

He's THE first man, of course everyone likes him, but not someone as inconspicuous as Y/N. Ridiculous

Since Y/N wouldn't approach him because she's shy, it takes quite a while for the two of them to even have a conversation.

In fact, Lute or one of the other exorcists would notice that Y/N is always staring over and reach under her arms

Adam is loud and makes a lot of naughty jokes, which Y/N just smiles at and rarely comments on

Gradually, Y/N becomes more relaxed in his presence and starts to talk to him a little more. This is a small victory for Adam ….but why?

In the time that he has got to know Y/N more, he has not even realised how he has fallen in love with her.

But when he realises his feelings, he starts to "woo" her. Well, in his own way.

Which doesn't really go down well and leads to Y/N distancing herself from him again.

Lute keeps nagging him and has to give him advice because he's being so clumsy

On her advice, he tries a quiet date. A walk or something to eat. He personally finds walking boring, but hey, if it helps, he'll do it

On the date, he can no longer contain himself and confesses his feelings. How else is he supposed to get her round? She's always hiding in her shell

Is surprised that she says yes straight away

Y/N is dying inside and is very relieved that Adam asked her out because she wasn't sure she ever could have.

They spend more time together (and neglect Lute's Trainings which will cause trouble) and Y/N becomes even more relaxed with him

She isolates herself from other people when she doesn't know them and "hides" a bit behind Adam and his big mouth

He thinks it's cute, she's rather embarrassing

Adam won't let anyone make fun of her. Nobody, not even Lute, has the right to do that

He is very relieved that Y/N and Lute get on well together

They cuddle a lot, but haven't got any closer than that because Y/N shies away from it.

He has decided to take things slowly

He is happy that she is with him and is slowly opening up more and more to him

[delzinrowe]

do you think megumi would be sentimental about love? as in first love, summer love, or just long lost love that will never happen again?

and how would he act? would he try to bury those feelings at the bottom of his heart? throw it out the window? distract himself?

idc what au, i want to know all your thoughts

🫐

Now listen, I think he definitely would be sentimental. In my mind he's feeling everything very intensely, at times it might even overwhelm him.

ALSO i'm so sorry this turned a bit longer and went into so many different directions. I hope I gave you at least something and didn't just leave you empty handed TT

Megumi doesn't like to show it, he doesn't like to get close to others, mainly because of his profession. At least that's what he tells himself. But let's take a little dive into his head.

His deadbeat father left when he was a child, his step sisters mother just up and went away. His only real healthy and strong relationship has always been his sister. Sure, Gojo cares, but the amount of time it took to let even Gojo in was immense. And then later on he basically loses his sister to a coma. He doesn't know how to really deal with relationships of any kind, he might even be a little unstable and has no real sense of self.

In my opinion he wouldn't know how to behave when he feels love for the first time. It would overcome him and possibly freak him out.

At first he might actually try to fight it, distract himself with training and missions as much as he could. He would practically beg Gojo to give him anything to do and would even consider doing some manager work for Ijichi at this point.

However, nothing works. His mind still travels to you way too many times, and eventually he just knows it's a force stronger than any sorcery. He catches himself thinking about you whenever something happens, wanting to tell you about it or just yearning for your presence and have you tell him about your entire day in full detail.

He sees you and a smile tugs at his lips, cracking the usually stoic facade. He wouldn't even notice it. You've taken his heart so quickly and effortlessly that he swears it has been yours all along.

There are times where he's alone, with nothing to do and he just stares out the window, at the sunset and how it paints the prettiest colours onto the sky and it reminds him of you. It brings so many small details about you into his mind and he ends up smiling while just reminiscing about you for god knows how long.

The moment he realises that he's actually so deep in love that there's no way out but through he shows his determination, even though there's still doubt in the back of his mind.

Mind you, he never courted anyone, his sole knowledge about romance comes from movies, and some ill advised comments from Gojo. Therefore he opts for a classical way. He would find you when you're not surrounded by others, with a flower in his hand and kind of awkwardly ask you if you want to go out. To which you say yes, of course.

It takes him a few moments to realise that you actually agreed and he cannot stop his lips from smiling, which makes him all the prettier in your mind.

There's a moment where you turn to the other side to hide your faint blush and his eyes fall to the scrunchie in your desk. Without even thinking about it he'd subtly snatch it and let it disappear in his pocket. This boy who usually thinks everything through and tries not to act irrational couldn't help himself, now he's glancing at your scrunchie whenever he misses you. But don't expect him to ever confess this to you, it's a secret he'll keep inside for far too long.

In the end Megumi embraces the love, he's sentimental about it, but not too open. He shows you how much you mean and how happy you make him, but in public he still mostly wears a stoic expression because it's no one else's business that you make his heart swell up three sizes or that just a smile from you makes him weak in the knees.

[lynxindisguise]

new sirius hc is that he never received proper sex ed for, well, obvious reasons. in fact, his parents told him that when two people get married, a baby is magically bestowed upon them. 

so he thinks that he and remus can’t have children because gay marriage isn’t legal. 

and then harry is an accident (obviously), and sirius is deeply confused because THEY AREN’T MARRIED. how is this possible???

this is how he learns that, even if gay marriage is legalised, he and remus will never be able to have children. 

this is devastating news. (“it isn’t fair! we’d make such pretty babies, moony!”)

remus is absolutely baffled, but he does his best to console him.