#paranoid euphoria

[music4thebasshead]

A compilation worth listening by wavforme showcasing some great Japanese electronic producers and artists.

[jasper-rolls]

Song: Outer Terminus Artist: Casual Killer Album: PARANOID EUPHORIA Circle: wavforme

[charyou-tree]

In the digital age, where I live online, work from home, and play games on my computer, changing my username on my desktop from my deadname to Claire feels at least as good as changing into girl clothes.

[dobismuted]

Kendrick Lamar

4 diss tracks in 5 days. Bruv, you might as well just release a diss album. Well, he did warn Drake. Let's see if Drake turns up to Kendrick's yard like Stormzy did when Chip dissed him. Chip had that grown man acting like a roadman.

Granted, it's almost feeling like this...

Oh well...

[kidkubrick]

thinking abt how tony dalton watched euphoria and thought it was good

[molly-nymph]

[animeyanderelover]

Yandere Gojo satoru and suguru geto (cult reader one) with non-sorcerer pregnant reader?

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, overprotective behavior, clinginess, manipulation, forced pregnancy, isolation, birth, angst in Geto's part

Pregnancy Hc's

Gojo Satoru

🩵​Gojo has always gotten away with some stuff since he is the strongest sorcerer currently but at the same time he has also lost a lot. A price for being who he is. He has always been entitled and selfish when it comes to you simply because for the first time he has someone he can wholeheartedly call his own. Even if you may still be uncomfortable with him and even if he has forced you into this position, you're still his. This should be enough for him yet apparently Satoru's greed knows no limits as he wishes for a child. You wish that he would only joke but the usual mischief in his eyes is completely gone as his blue eyes look at you with a silent longing in them, one that threatens to bring you down to your knees. He is fully aware what he is demanding from you and he knows about the risks that you as well as the baby would have to face simply for being his but he can't help the longing of his heart. He wants a child that only belongs to you and him and to no one else.

🩵​Satoru is extremely giddy and excited when he finds out that you are expecting as in that moment, only the two of you and the new life both of you have created seem to exist. He pokes your stomach gently, greets the little life inside with a grin on his face before he wraps you in his arms. As soon as the first wave of euphoria has passed, the fear and paranoia creeps up on him though. Nothing about your pregnancy is made public as he prioritises your safety and privacy. He knows that people are eventually bound to find out and that is what scares him so much. You are kept close by his side and aren't allowed to leave the house, not without him at least. Everything he does is done with an alerted level of awareness as he arranges Shoko to be your doctor and you notice the tighter grip he keeps on you when he takes you out of his home. That caution melts away for a while though when it is revealed during a scan that he's actually going to be a father of two. He has genuine tears in his eyes when he sees their little forms.

🩵​He talks twice as much to your stomach after that as he claims to you that two babies need more attention and love from him after all. Satoru's mood is all over the place as he seems to be even worse than you. He has exactly two moods during the entire timespan of your pregnancy. He is either doting and teasing on you and your stomach or is overly paranoid and protective. The latter feelings increase when news eventually leak out shortly after you have entered your second trimester. His clan acts highly displeased for you are only a non-sorcerer and for that might weaken the strength of his children and at the same time are offended that they weren't informed about this. They demand for him to take you to them yet Satoru denies them as he declares that he doesn't want them to be involved in the lives of his babies. There will be no expectations put on his kid's shoulders from a young age on nor will there be any assassins coming after their heads. Not as long as he is alive.

🩵​As soon as you start showing he is constantly lifting up your shirt to talk to your belly. Attached would be an understatement to use as you have a feeling that both of you will become one person if he sticks any longer to you. Satoru starts discussing pretty early on possible names, especially once Shoko is able to confirm the gender of the two babies. His joy upon knowing that he will have two boys is your personal nightmare as you don't even dare to imagine having three of him in the house. Whilst he has told you that he'd like you to choose one name for one of the boys too, at times you have the feeling he just wants to choose both of their names. Satoru is incredibly eager as he starts purchasing everything and starts preparing the nursery. You are not surprised when he wants everything painted blue as you can already see two babies with his blue eyes in your head. Whilst Gojo isn't opposed to having his boys look like copies of him, he's secretly hoping that they will resemble you from appearance too.

🩵​As soon as they start kicking, you have no doubt that those babies are truly his as they won't give you a minute to rest. Gojo on the other hand loves when he can feel their limbs whenever they make a tumult inside of you. They are awfully active and whenever you have a scan, both of them look like they're performing stunts in your womb and whilst it makes Satoru laugh when he sees the positions the twins are always in when you are visiting the doctor, you hope that they won't do that when you're in labor. Gojo on the other hand gets all silly the more you start showing. He starts painting on your stomach and even puts stuff on it to see if it'll stay on there. All whilst ensuring that you don't hurt yourself but he insists that it is bonding time with the babies if he does stuff like that and whilst you highly doubt it, it's not like he'll stop. It gets pretty exhausting and painful at one point due to their activity and you despise how emotional you get with the only available option for comfort being Satoru.

🩵​Despite your hopes of giving birth in a hospital, Satoru decides against it. He doesn't want to risk anything, especially when you will be completely vulnerable during birth. You're slightly afraid of giving birth at home because whilst Satoru trusts Shoko and the other people she has arranged to assist, you are far too new into this world to make up your mind about anything. Your labor starts a week earlier than expected which causes some panic, especially since neither of the boys are in the right position. For some time a C-section is considered but your prayers are answered when the babies turn in the last moments in the right position. Satoru doesn't leave your side once and in that moment you're thankful for it as everything is so intense and painful for you. Once both of the twins are born, you can't help but be surprised that they don't look just like mini Gojos. One has a tuft of his white hair and the other one has his blue eyes. Satoru couldn't be happier though that both of them turned out to be the perfect mix of him and you.

Geto Suguru

🗻​You don't even notice it as you are still quite stressed with everything that is going on around you. It is Suguru who senses it long before you do and so do all the other sorcerer around you, leaving you once again completely in the darkness about it. This wasn't planned at all and that is what gives Suguru some complicated feelings. His feelings for you have mellowed out somewhat as he has settled more into accepting the fact that he fell in love with what he despised most but he never considered before having a baby with you. Other sorcerers kind of argue about it too as some simply feel like discriminating because you are a non-sorcerer and others argue that Suguru is still the father. A lot of controversy breaks out and that is how you ultimately figure out what is going on and you break down in tears when you find out that you are pregnant. Yet you know that you can only wait for Geto's decision as you know that he would never allow you the freedom of choice.

🗻​To your surprise Mimiko and Nanako take a very protective stance as both of them are excited with the news that you will give birth to his child and both of them actively try to persuade him to let you keep the child. Ultimately Suguru doesn't seem to have the heart to get rid of the child and whilst it is an unpleasant realisation for him that he has gotten very soft simply because the baby is his and yours, he manages to convince everyone who feels iffy about it since there is always the chance that the baby might not be able to see curses and use cursed energy. From that moment on Mimiko and Nanako spend a lot of time with you as both of them are very giddy now that Suguru has decided to keep the baby. They instantly start arguing whether or not the child will be a boy or a girl and whilst you know that they only care about you because you mean so much to Geto and because you carry his baby, their excitement is still welcome and somewhat comforting.

🗻​Suguru is aware that you tend to be under a lot of stress ever since he abducted you so he does his best to take away as much as he can to avoid putting unnecessary stress on your mind and body which could harm the baby. For the first time he seems to consider more what frightens you and what doesn't, something he used to use against you to keep you in line and to remind you of your inferiority. You don't enjoy the fact that he tries to spend more time with you and he isn't ignorant to your clear hesitance and unease about it. You expect him to give you that displeased look that always tells you that you have messed up and will be punished but instead this time he only gives you a sigh. He doesn't feel guilt for what he has done to you ever since he has abducted you but he also doesn't want his child to grow up in a dysfunctional family. Can you at least cooperate with him this time? For the sake of your child? You can only swallow all the anger bubbling up inside of you. Of course this isn't about you. It has never been.

🗻​Your emotions start flaring up as you become more aware of the people around you who are all allies of Suguru. You notice the lingering looks they give you as your stomach becomes visible and sometimes you can even pick up on some of the conversations they have about you and the baby. Suguru, Mimiko and Nanako try their best to keep you away from such things but you know very well how everyone here feels about you. If the baby isn't like them...would they kill it? Mimiko and Nanako assure you that Suguru would never let that happen when you decide to open up to them when they spend time with you but you aren't convinced. This is a man who murdered his own parents after all. You snap one day when you are exposed to such talk once again and storm to where Suguru is, asking him this question that has been plaguing you for a while now. He appears to be shocked that you ask him this question, tries to reassure you but you are too hysteric in that moment and scream at him that someone capable of killing his own parents would be able to kill his own child too.

🗻​Thick silence falls over the entire room after those words as you can see the way he clenches his fists, his eyes narrowing as he glares at you. He looks like he's about to hurt you and a part of you wants him to do it just so that you know that you are right and that he is a monster. Instead he storms out of the room and leaves you standing there. You can hear how some of the other sorcerers start mumbling as they look at you but you don't care as you glare at all of them. They're all murderer after all. You don't see Geto for the rest for the day and you are very content with that. The only people looking after you are Mimiko and Nanako who appear to be worried. When they try to convince you into thinking that you were too harsh with Suguru, you demand from them to leave you alone as well. They initially don't do as you say and only when you start yelling at them do they leave you alone as well. You glare for a few seconds longer at the door until you start crying and sobbing as you realise once again that you are completely alone and that no one here really cares about you because they like you but because Suguru has told them to do so.

🗻​You fall into depression, snap at everyone until they all start avoiding you. You don't care about it anymore though. They're just finally showing their true faces. You eat less which ends in Geto having to force everything down your throat and you can tell that he is fed up with your behavior as well. You don't care anymore though. You just spend most of your time alone and scare anyone away that tries to talk with you. When Suguru one day decides that he has had enough of it, he storms to your room, fully prepared for your screams. Instead he finds you in your bed, a pillow over your head as he hears sobs and whimpers from you. Despite his plans he feels a twinge of guilt when he sees your lonely and trembling form. When he steps closer though, his heart drops when he realises that your water has broken an entire month too early and you're in labor yet were too stubborn to call for any help. Suddenly all hell breaks loose in your room as everyone who can help tries their best to assist you yet even with contractions you still try to reject them all. You are only able to hear the cries of the newborn and how someone announces that it's a boy before you pass out, hoping to never wake up again.

[doctordeathawaits]

do you mayhaps have any transstalked tips?

-🐾

TRANS - STALKED . . .

Being aware of your surroundings . When going outside , always look around you and note specific things , how many people ? How many exits ? If something were to happen , where is the quickest get away ? Go a step further and keep a small book , every time you sit down in a new area ( like the bus / train , classrooms , cafes ) you write down the important details you see . Visualizing someone else being there at all times can help , writing down that there is a reoccurring person . Rereading these logs and seeing the pattern of a person seemingly always there can help .

Be weary of what you post online . What if that person is following you on everything ? every little thing about you . When posting a picture , be weary of every person that likes . Be suspicious of EVERYBODY .

Be cautious when going out with people . Classmate asked you to go grab a drink ? While you can go , quite suspicious of them isn't it ? . . Friend wants to go shopping ? Sure , but what are the possibilities that they just want to see what you like ? Question everybody , while you can enjoy things , never let your guard down .

Visualization ; when walking around , you can have an ear bud in one ear and on a low volume play footstep sounds to visualized that you're being followed . Have the feeling of ' protecting your home ' , so when going to sleep , you can close the blinds so no one can look , always be paranoid about locking doors , ect . When in class or at work , you can have an ear bud in one ear and at a low volume play random camera shudders . Here's a youtube link .

For euphoria ; there are fake message apps where you can set up messages to come in at specific times . You can customize it so it looks like an anon number , messaging you things about you or ' worrying ' messages . If willing for a couple of cents / dollars , you can get a fake insta / fb bot that comments on your photos , on some sites you can customize these accounts .

Lastly , remember to have loved and trusted ones during and after your transition < 3 Happy transitioning and stay safe < 3

[ganymedesclock]

Tell me more about parasites and their hosts. Do you think the dynamic works if neither is aware of the other?

Before all else, any simplified dynamic has nigh infinite potential and how you explore it depends entirely on what you personally are looking for.

In my own case, a lot of my relationship with the idea of parasitism comes from my own mental health being strongly dependent on where I live- being able to return to home like a save point in a horror game. This sense of constantly being dependent on comfort, not merely as a normal person is but to the extent that I've felt like I'll be unable to cope if I can't get home in time or haven't built adequate mini 'safe rooms' (e.g. my car or a hotel room) to recharge, has formed a lot of my relationship with the idea of parasitism and the idea of haunted houses.

Both, to me, centrally focus on the idea of dependency on equilibrium. A house can't really chase you down- while there's certainly haunted house stories that give it the power to trap or pursue, to me, the most compelling angle is often one of necessity. Someone weighing the ghosts, the violence, the blood on the walls, and having to ask themselves if this is really worse than being homeless, or losing some advantage or shelter that you have here that can't be found elsewhere.

In the case of parasitism, the host is the haunted house. It may be simply indifferent to the parasite's survival; it may be actively hostile to and trying to rid itself of the 'guest'. But both parties have to weigh the odds- is it worth tearing into your own walls just to get at the interloper, is it worth staying in a place that unknowingly tolerates your existence at best and hates you at worst if the alternative is being laid barren in the world?

As a child, I remember reading the Animorphs books and one thing that always struck me as an unexpected source of pathos was how bleak and miserable the yeerks' default existence was. While we mostly experienced them from the horror of their would-be victims, people terrified and paranoid that those around them were being controlled, made prisoners in their own minds... the book where Cassie is briefly host to a yeerk and the first thing said yeerk does is, rather than focus on their agreement or advantages, start running around wildly and making use of Cassie's morphing power for the sheer wild euphoria of being able to.

As much as they are the Bad Guys in the story- invaders, body snatchers, sometimes sadists- there's something to be said about the torture of a fully sapient and intelligent being living as a nearly senseless, barely mobile creature by default. A tapeworm is perhaps lucky it cannot evaluate its existence in comparison to other life forms.

And, yeah, sure, parasites trip a particular contrarian reflex in me that I always want to root around and play with things that are seen as too icky or evil to be 'worth exploring', whether or not there's even any actual morality attached to things. Parasites do nothing on a basis of sadism- 'parasitism' is how they survive just as much as herbivory is how a rabbit survives.

It's instead on a basis of need.

And the point where we need others- especially imperfectly, reluctantly, warily, always hesitating on these dynamics of exploitation- and especially when it comes to the body which we often see as the most private bastion of the self- is where some really juicy dynamics can spring from.

[jasper-rolls]

Song: Colossus Artist: KaSa Album: PARANOID EUPHORIA :outsider Circle: wavforme

[whereserpentswalk]

Vampires living in the 31st century who were bitten in the late 20th century or early 21st century.

War on terror era soldier constantly paranoid about terrorist excursions within humanity's empires. Dresses in Kevlar when going into battle during the age of power armor and force fields.

"Amercian psycho" looking businessman from silicon valley who hangs out with space nobility. Everyone is very uncomfortable with his ties to brutal systems of exploitation, and even more so how he draws a connection between modern systems of exploitation and 21st century capitalism.

Environmental activist who travels with colonization crews and is obsessed with terriforming empty planets. Gets a weird sort of euphoria seeing empty words become lush when to everyone else it's normal. They either only drink animal blood due to pacifism, or only drink human blood due to vaganisn.

If you have ideas for more reblog or comment with them.

[vulpisnocturna]

Can i request 1 , 4 ,6 or 7 for kakashi please

Of course :)

NSFW Prompt List

4) Humiliation Kink

6) Bratting

NSFW - Minors do not interact

Warnings: bratting, humiliation kink, modern AU with less traumatised Kakashi, oral sex (m! receiving), vaginal sex, dirty talk, brat tamer Kakashi, brat afab reader, jealous bf Kakashi, reader and Kakashi are tipsy, car sex, spanking

You gulped down the drink, dancing with your friends, euphoria coursing through your body at the vibrations of the loud music and the lights swirling on the floor, the hues reflecting in the lining of your skin, making it glow of neon purple, red and blue.

The night had just begun, and yet, you were already feeling dizzy from all the stimuli around you. It was your best friend's birthday, and he had invited a few people. He had been a little hesitant about inviting Kakashi, your boyfriend, but in the end, he'd told you to bring him too, because everyone else had been allowed to bring their own partner.

It wasn't as though there was bad blood between your friend and your boyfriend, they just disliked each other for no apparent reason. According to your friend, he was overbearing and jealous; according to Kakashi, your friend clearly liked you and wanted you to be with him. You did not want to choose between the two of them, and had tried your hardest to make them get along, to no avail.

Right then, Kakashi was leaning against a pillar, watching you as he sipped whiskey and coke from a plastic cup. You had tried at first to drag him to the dance floor, but he was not really the dancing type, and he had insisted that he was fine with just watching. Sometimes, when he got a little more drunk, he joined you on the dance floor, and you hoped that would be the case that night too.

Your best friend smiled at you, dancing closer to you, and you laughed, dancing with him for a few minutes, up until he got a little too close, leaning against your ear.

'You look stunning in that skirt, y/n' he said loudly over the music, his hand skimming your hip. You laughed nervously, pulling back when his fingers curled around your waist.

'Thanks' you said hesitantly, stepping back into someone's chest. You looked up, enveloped by the masculine cologne you loved so much as Kakashi wrapped his arms around you, his eyes set on your best friend. He was tense, and you knew immediately that he was jealous. To his defence, that one time, it had felt flirty, but your friend was probably just drunk, and Kakashi was slightly paranoid when it came to him.

As you looked at him, straining your neck, you were both unnerved and surprised to see him smirk, cocking his head, his expression almost daring your friend to make a move as he pulled you to him with an arm around your waist and led you towards the exit.

'Kakashi, we can't leave yet' you said, getting on your tiptoes to speak against his ear.

'Is that so? We're done here. I have a few things to tell him, but because it's his birthday, I'm going to leave it for now. You, however... I have a few things to tell you' he said, and a shiver ran down your spine. You knew you were in trouble. You wondered if he would take you home and fuck you roughly because he was jealous. A part of you wanted to test him, push more of his buttons.

After all, they said go big or go home, and you abided by that motto.

You allowed yourself to breathe in the cool air of the side alley of the back exit as you tried to quieten the ringing in your ears at the sudden lack of loud music. Kakashi walked up to the car, leaning against it, crossing his arms and clucking his tongue as he eyed you. His eyes were intense, looking black in the heavy shadows of the night, his mouth set in a hard line.

You smoothed your skirt, stepping closer to him, mimicking his pose and glowering at him. You weren’t truly that mad, but the little alcohol you had managed to consume was making you bold and warm all over.

‘You see what I mean now? What did he say to you when he was all over you?’ he asked, tapping with his long fingers on his bicep. You tilted your head.

‘He told me this skirt looked good on me’ you said, smirking at him. Kakashi’s jaw was a hard line as he ground his teeth.

‘And? You liked that? Liked having his hands all over you? Or were you just trying to make me jealous?’ he asked. You tried to bite your lower lip seductively as you went over to him, leaning against his ear.

‘He was just drunk. It was sweet’ you said, ‘why are you so jealous, Kakashi? Worried I might try to end up in his bed?’ you taunted, knowing full well that you would never do such a thing and he knew it too. You were just riling him up, and by the look on his face, he was fully aware of your plans.

‘You are a brat’ he hissed, opening the back door and ushering you inside. He got in after you, and you could barely sit before he gripped your hair and kissed you roughly, swatting your hands away when you tried to touch him. He was really mad, you thought, and it was making your lower stomach tighten.

‘You think I don’t know what you are doing? Pulling a stunt like that, taunting me about it, wearing this slutty skirt… you like being punished, huh?’ he said, reaching over under the passenger seat and pushing it forward as much as he could, so that there would be a wide space in front of his legs. Your knees felt weak and your breath faltered with sheer anticipation.

Kakashi looked amazing in that white shirt and smart trousers, and the rings on his fingers were making you think of how his hand would look around your neck. You went over to him, starting to kiss his neck, but he fisted your hair, pulling it until you whimpered, his tongue following your artery, making you mewl pathetically. You felt hazy with desire and adrenaline was starting to burn through your veins, and Kakashi did not seem to want to slow things down.

'On your knees' he said darkly, and you nestled yourself between his legs, looking up at him seductively and starting to palm his hard cock through his trousers. He swatted your hand away again, and you pursed your lips.

‘Since you’re so keen on being a rude brat, I don’t think you’ll need your hands’ he said, unbuttoning his trousers and freeing his cock, stroking it in front of your face, looking down at you.

You looked up at him, intent on teasing him as you licked the underside of his cock from the base up to the head, flicking your tongue at the damp slit. Kakashi groaned, his lips parting, his hand rising to fist your hair into a messy, makeshift bun.

‘You’re such a slut- you think you have control of the situation? Open your mouth. This is a punishment, after all’ he said, his lips curling into a sinful, lazy smirk. You obediently opened your mouth, not wanting to push his buttons at that very moment, as worked up as you were. You knew you were in for some mind blowing sex.

Kakashi slid his cock inside your mouth, giving shallow thrusts, his eyes liquid with lust and intense with jealousy. You pressed your tongue under the tip of his cock, hollowing your cheeks and staring up at him through your eyelashes.

‘Fuck- that’s it. You’re such a filthy slut. Wearing that little skirt, flirting with your pathetic friend… he wouldn’t know what you need’ he said, gripping your hair more tightly as he pushed your head down, starting to fuck your mouth. Your eyes teared up as you choked a little, breathing hard through your nose and moaning when Kakashi’s cock twitched in your mouth.

He got a little rougher, practically using you for his own satisfaction, groaning and letting out grunts when he reached the back of your throat.

Kakashi hated your stupid friend. His stupid fucking smirk as he looked at you, acting like he was so damn smart and subtle. Like no one knew that he wanted you. He knew he was jealous and possessive, but he loved you so so much and did not want to lose you. He trusted you with his whole heart, but fuck, he did not trust that prick. And he’d lost his mind seeing him touch you. So now he had to show you just how much you liked being fucked by him.

He had to feel you, see you, touch you, brand you so that you would be reminded how much you loved being his. And you were such a brat, pushing his buttons, making him even more jealous and irritated, to the point where he was now staring down at your tear-stained face, your mascara running down your cheeks, your swollen, darkened lips glistening as he jerked his hips against your face, groaning at the feeling of the back of your throat against the head of his cock.

Your face was a mess, and he loved it. A part of him was gone enough to wish your friend could see that, could see what he was doing to you.

'You look pitiful, gagging on my cock as I fuck your mouth. You're such a sight, little one' he said, pleased to feel the vibration of your moan. He was getting closer and closer to his orgasm, and while he wanted to cum on your face, he also desperately wanted to fuck you and hear you cry and beg for him. So he stopped moving, pulling you back until his cock slipped out of your mouth, connected only by a trickle of saliva.

'Messy brat' he said, pulling you on his lap and ripping your panties. You weren't going back inside the club anyway, and he couldn't wait to slip them off you.

'Kakashi!' you yelped, and he lowered you on your knees beside him, pushing down on the small of your back, rucking up your skirt and stroking your ass, revelling in the little tension he could see in your shoulders. You knew what was coming. He smacked it hard, his cock twitching as it rippled against his hand.

He traced the curve of your ass and the tops of your thighs, dragging his fingers on your cunt, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he felt how wet you were.

'Look at you. I haven't even touched you, and you're drenched. What kind of brat gets this wet for a punishment? Answer me' he crooned, gently teasing your clit with the pads of his fingers, relishing in your little twitches and desperate mewls and whimpers.

'Kakashi- stop teasing' you moaned, and he replaced his fingers with the tip of his cock, dragging it along your cunt, watching you squirm. It was intoxicating, addicting to see you so desperate for him.

'A slut, little brat. Only a slut gets this wet over a punishment' he purred, pushing his cock inside you, holding your hips still as you let out a small gasp and a drawn-out moan. He grunted, his fingers curling on your soft skin, leaving moon arcs where his short nails dug in your flesh.

He forced himself to still, regaining some of his stamina as he waited for the pleasure that had been mounting as he fucked your throat to quell down. Besides, he liked to see you squirm. Sadistic as it might be, it was addicting.

'Kuh... kashi...' you whined, voice needy as you pushed your ass against him. He kept you still, clucking his tongue against his teeth and smacking your ass again.

'Stop squirming. Beg me to fuck you' he pressed, wanting you to let go and submit to him, needing you to need him so bad it was making his temples throb.

You said nothing, like the brat Kakashi knew you were. He resorted to staying still and smacking you again, smirking at your whimper and the way you clamped around his cock, throbbing and making it almost impossible for him to resist the urge to pound into you.

'Please fuck me, Kakashi' you said after a few seconds, voice wanton and needy like he had wanted it to be.

'Good girl' he praised, bottoming out and thrusting back in, tearing a loud whine from you as he set a deep, rough pace that had you crying and whining as you tried to gain purchase on anything you could grab to steady yourself.

'Are you done being a brat? Are you going to be good now?' he hissed, and you groaned, moaning when he bent over you to wrap his hand around your neck.

'I asked you a question, little brat' he murmured against your ear, nipping at your lobe, keeping you still as he slammed his hips against your ass.

'Yes- please, Kakashi- gonna cum' you keened, and he hummed, pressing his thumb against the side of your throat, feeling your pulse hammer against his fingers.

'Do you think you deserve it? I'm not quite sure' he crooned, enjoying your little sobs and pleas.

'Please, Kakashi- I need it so bad... feels too good' you babbled almost incoherently, voice girlish and slurred.

'Such a pathetic little slut, crying and begging. This is what you needed from me. Cum around my cock, then' he urged, snaking his free hand to play with your clit, feeling you tighten sinfully around him, your breaths growing shallow and uneven as you let out a breathy moan, throbbing around his cock as you came.

Kakashi moaned, your name on his lips, his teeth gritted as he held back on his own orgasm as he vowed he would make you cum again before he was done with you.

'That's my good little slut' he praised, continuing to tease your clit even as you squirmed and whimpered, his cock angled in such a way that would rub against your g-spot repeatedly. You felt perfect, as you always did around him, wet and tight, practically made for him.

'Fuck' you moaned, a litany of curses pouring from your swollen lips as Kakashi kept on pounding into you, his hair clinging to his forehead, his eyebrows furrowed, his lips parted. It was becoming increasingly hot in the car, and the windows had fogged up, except for a hand print you had left as you had dragged your hand on the window trying to steady yourself.

'Cum again, greedy slut' he hissed, his face and neck hot as he let out a small huff and his thrusts lost some of his pace, his fingers skilfully rubbing your clit as you repeatedly squeezed his cock, drawing low moans from him.

You cried out, your hips twitching, your mouth hanging open, your eyes screwed shut as you came around him. Kakashi cursed, his eyes rolling back, his ears ringing with static, his hips stuttering, his lips parting as he followed suit, emptying himself inside you.

After he steadied his breathing, he slipped out of you, draping you on his lap, holding you in his arms, stroking your hair away from your face gently.

'Regardless of how much I may dislike your friend, you know I trust you, right?' he said, kissing your forehead and rolling down the window a little bit to let some cool air in.

'I know. And I don't think you're entirely wrong. But jealous sex is fun, and so is teasing you' you smiled tiredly, and Kakashi let out a soft sigh.

'You are too cheeky for your own good' he said, smiling slightly.

[ctheathy]

I don't know if requests are open, but can you maybe write some secret history Tails headcanons with a fox darling? I find that concept so cute ^-^❤

Secret History Tails w/ fox!Darling

Secret History Tails x Reader

Fluff Headcanons

Short Concept

Mashed pls I’m starting to run out of pictures

Author’s note : Two foxies coming right up~!

The timeline for this concept isn’t explicitly stated, so I’ll leave that up to you, sweetie☺️🌻

SH Tails/Reader [Romantic]

[Gender-neutral Darling|Female Darling|Male Darling]

Potential ⚠️TWs⚠️ :

Insecurities mention • Clinginess

-‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’-

Ooh, boy. Better give your farewells to personal space and time of your own as this man is going to be spending up all time he has on you. We all know that Tails over here is an incredibly attached and admiring to whoever managed to steal his heart. He is completely devoted to you and shows this through whatever means he has to in order to prove himself. But that doesn’t mean he hasn’t taken some things for himself either. For example, a singular hug from you is what gets him through the day. One little hand stroke can heal his sour mood within a matter of milliseconds for the rest of the week. Give him a peck and he’ll do whatever you ask him to, cause you have him so very tied up in your love. He cannot help but crawl back and even beg for more as long as it results in his needs being fulfilled. His hands are going to be all over you, deeply hoping it not only ensures his comfort, but yours of course as well.

He is specifically incredibly touchy with your own tail, it truly seeming to be his favourite body part to just completely cling to. You can often even catch the mobian staring in thought at your singular tail, just ... completely awestruck. Seemingly getting lost in his own mind. Sadly though, there also happens to be an upsetting part to these observations. As despite how the harassment of his tormentors have been left to the past, there remains this insecurity lingering in the back of his head about his extra tail. Despite feeling too anxious to ask you for the reassurance, he’ll likely be especially needy that day knowing the closure in your presence easily has the capability of making him feel better. Even at his lowest, giving him one little caress with your tail still has him shaking with euphoria.

Speaking of both of your tails, you two absolutely don’t have a singular moment in eachother’s company where they aren’t tangled up with one another, the two just holding eachother to try and stick closer to one another and to always be in contact. I also truly enjoy the idea of you two having created some sorts of ‘courtship dance’ with your tails, much like swans do with their necks. And to make this better, due to his second tail, he continuously makes little slip ups as it accidentally caresses and crashes with your own. He just cannot help it-! His tails tend to instinctively sway in excitement when around you, just with how happy you make him feel, which usually result in always having a good laugh at his sheepish attempts.

I feel due to you being another fox and holding similar instincts, including that of picking one single mate for life, he’d be a whole lot less paranoid when it comes to your relationship with one another. While his usual possessive aura and fear for being dumped would be literal skyrockets high, he feels as if he can truly be at his calmest around you. This makes the relationship a lot more trustworthy than the others do, as his usual unsteady demeanor is really just a result of him being terrified of you finding someone ‘better’ than him. For this case, Tails would have no problem just speaking his mind and share his thoughts that aren’t visible among the outer surface by body language or certain moods in behaviour. In fact, he may be a little bit too comfortable with you. He is like an open book, just sharing literally everything that even crosses his mind for a split second. But you certainly do appreciate the wholesomeness of him trusting you as much as he does.

It truly pays off for the genuineness of the bond.

-‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’--‘๑’-

[djmurphy]

We've heard about how Clay and Floyd will get involved, but how about Bruce and John Dory? Will they catch on as quickly as their little brothers, or will they be too caught up in the euphoria of Branch being alive? ('Cause in the movie, they did kind of jump over the questions for the sake of babying Branch. :P) Which of them will be stuck in big-brother protection mode? Which of them will be oblivious? Who has more wrath between the two of them - the one with at least 13 years of parental instincts burned into their system, or the one with 20 years of survival training flowing through their veins?

So one thing I gotta let you guys know is that I've decided that my au will take place earlier than canon (I wanna say it's been 15-16 years since the Great Escape).

John Dory definitely felt his Big Brother instincts telling him something bad happened and prompted him to seek out the Troll Tree again (we know this part of the story; he gets to the tree, sees no one there, and he thinks Branch is dead). Years later, after finding Branch again, the sinking feeling never leaves and all he wants to do is take his brothers and run for the hills. But he's just so happy that his youngest brother is alive that he just wants to baby him like he used to while also steering him away from whoever he thinks might be a bad influence.

Bruce at this point probably has 7 of his kids? So he definitely has those parental instincts in high gear when seeing Branch again. It's one of the few times he agrees with JD and wants to get Branch out.

The brothers were all probably oblivious at first but still sensed something was wrong with Branch. But he seemed so happy that they just think they're being paranoid. As they figure it out though, all of then just wanna grab him a go. But not before teaching a certain king and guru a lesson on what happens when you meet with their little brother...

[mors-neptune]

707 / Luciel / Saeyoung Choi Headcanons I Have

‼️⚠️ SPOILERS AHEAD ⚠️‼️

• Has ADHD but if anyone brings it up he brushes it off because he thinks it makes him lesser. He’s not ableist he just needs to be educated :(

• I know in the official art he’s pretty pale but I hc him as having tanner skin and some freckles

• Has an undiagnosed personality disorder probably

• Too paranoid to go to church in person so he made a personal shrine in his home that he makes sure to spend time at

• Hates seeing his father on TV because it reminds him how similar they look. He’ll go into a weeks long depression every time where he’ll avoid mirrors because all he sees is his mother and father

• Loves cross dressing but is too scared to think deeply and self reflect about the gender euphoria it gives him because Korea isn’t very accepting

• Hated college because he felt like it was too structured and he doesn’t like being told what to do

• His favorite color is red (obviously)

• Doesn’t want or have any tattoos

• Most of the decor in his house was handmade impulsively and placed somewhere random

• Ultimately wants to move out of the bunker and into a more realistic house with no sci-fi-like doorbells or weapons but his paranoia stops him

• Sometimes stays up till the morning watching security cams in and around the bunker out of fear someone will try and hurt Saeran or MC

• Loves the dopamine hit that buying new cars gives him. It’s almost addicting impulse buying expensive things

• Desperately needs someone to match his neurodivergentness and thankfully his twin brother does perfectly

• His glasses are constantly dirty he never cleans those mfs

• Likes to paint his nails black but it’s always cracked and messed up

• Him and Saeran made up a secret language that they refuse to teach anyone else, even MC

• Welded flowers and spray painted them for him and MC’s anniversary (Saeran told him which flowers to make bc he knows their meanings)

• MC’s engagement ring is a Ruby (to represent Saeyoung) and whatever stone is MC’s favorite swirling together to look like a binary star system

• We know in his route that he has muscles because of his work, but after he runs from the agency, MC noticed some of his bulkiness going away

• But he still keeps a lot of his muscle, he just has some more squishiness around his torso

• Regrets his bunker not having windows because he knows Saeran loves looking at the sky

• Builds a garden in his backyard for Saeran :)

• Too paranoid to get a therapist so one of his more toxic traits is using MC as a therapist

• Goes through periods of not sharing anything emotionally with MC & sharing way too much and borderline dumping all his shit on them

• Has bad abandonment issues

• Loves experimenting with makeup and showing Saeran and MC

• Has both an inferiority and superiority complex

• Owns an obsessive amount of stuffed animals and yes, they all have names

• Idk if this is canon or not but he has curly hair

• I can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this already but I hc him as bisexual (he literally mentioned at some point that V’s voice was his type)

• And since it’s basically canon he at least finds V attractive and V is more of a parental/guardian figure to him, I can conclude Saeyoung 100% has daddy issues (duh)

• Has had feelings for Vanderwood at some point

• Horrible at personal hygiene

• Doesn’t drink or do drugs (canon)

• He’s a compulsive liar :/

• Wants a cat but is so bad at taking care of himself he doesn’t trust himself taking care of an animal

• Has staff constellation, and planet stickers & posters all over his room (he’s a nerd)

• Learns sign language so when he’s mad at MC or Saeran he only communicates through sign to piss them off

• Wayyyyyyy too comfy invading people’s personal and cyber privacy because of his line of work

• Lactose intolerant because I think it’s funny

• Light sleeper because of the house he grew up in and his work at the agency

• Kind of apathetic to traumatic things other people go through if it wasn’t as “bad” as his. Not in a “I think I’m better than you” kind of way, but in a way where some issues just don’t compare to an abusive, alcoholic mother, a politician father who wants to kill him, being a secret agent made to do who knows what, and more.

• Catches up on childhood by indulging in childish hobbies and interests. He’s making up for the lost time :(

• His tummy always hurts from his horrible diet

• His cologne smells like apple spice (it’s actually a perfume for women but who cares)

• But tbh on the daily he smells like a mix of his basic masculine body wash, honey buddah chips, and grease (sorry)

• Very protective. Takes on a caretaker role for those closest to him

• Sometimes very controlling. Gets anxious when he can’t control everything around him.

• Acts very parental towards Saeran. He always did because he had to in their childhood, but Saeyoing still does it. It makes him feel good being able to properly provide for Saeran.

• He mentioned in his route that he never really wanted or thought about having a family other than Saeran, and I feel like he would still think the same after meeting MC. Just now he thinks of his family as just him, Saeran, and MC. I don’t think he’d want kids

• Literally never cleans his sheets…

• Can only convince himself to clean anything in his house because he doesn’t want Saeran to have to live in filth again

My first post. I just wanted to share these :)

[nevertheless-moving]

But Peter Parker (no not that one, the other — yeah that guy) does actually have an OnlyAdmirer’s account though.

He doesn’t remember exactly when he started it — sometime after losing the job at the pizza place and before picking up the tutoring hours; he remembered he was short for one of Aunt May’s prescriptions that month, but isn’t sure anymore which one it was. Sometime during college.

Low ebb on crime that week, which meant he wasn’t making much from the Bugle, but he did have some extra time, enough to take a deep breathand set up the encyptions on his account (he should probably go this hard for all his spiderman stuff too, but eh, it had been fine so far).

He wears a mask (no not that one, though he did consider it because, you know, it would be freaking hilarious).

He pulls...a grand, whopping total of.... $100 a month. Wahoo.

Ok, maybe a little more on average; and sometimes its up to $200! It’s just worth the fees and the time, and after a while he has to admit it’s less stressful than any of his other gigs.

At first he’s paranoid about someone finding out, both in his personal life and his superheroics (he has, like, 10 self righteous rants prepared about the moral neutrality, nay the moral Good of sex work).

(He’s a little disappointed that it never comes up.} Eventually he doesn't think about it, especially not on patrol, not any more than he thinks about the taco shop, or the GrubHob gig, or any of the bazillion odd jobs that come with working class heroics. Eventually he doesn’t think not to mention it, and the set-up was perfect for him to — ok— sue him, he might have been trying to sound cool in front of an X-Man who was laughing at his jokes— He, uh. May have forgotten. How much X-Men gossip. It’s not like it would have been a big deal had the press event not happened two days later, and— why do other people always get a laugh when they repeat his jokes anyway!

Plus! He was on maybe two hours sleep when the tabloid asked him point blank and for a moment he was so wrapped in the euphoria of a non-Bugle rag interviewing him, and also not yelling at him for damages or anything serious, that he forgot he lived in a world where sex-work was stigmatized so— yeah. Good news! His secret identities are still fine, no-one’s even figured out which OnlyAccount is his. Bad news! Because his secret identity’s still intact, and noone’s figured out which twink is spiderpowered, he’s still only going to make $134 this month, which is barely more than minimum wage when you include prep time.

Other good news! Most fun he’s ever had explaining something from the internet to Jonah.