#slash headcanon

[duffslut]

Don't touch my hair!

Slash x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 292

Warnings: Fluff!

Slash was lying on the bed with his head resting in your lap, it was one of the rare moments when he was distracted enough to allow you to run your hands through the curls of his hair.

Your fingers caressed his hair until you got distracted and pulled a strand a little too hard.

- Damn it! Are you fucking trying to kill me? - Slash asked, abruptly lifting his head from your lap.

- Nooo. - You apologized, trying to go after your boyfriend but he sat sullenly on the bed. - I'm sorry baby. - You whispered in his ear. - You don't need to be mad.

Slash whined like a spoiled baby, crossing his arms and pulling away from you every time you tried to get close to him. You muttered a curse to yourself, it sounded silly but you were obsessed with your boyfriend's hair, and he was too vain of it to let anyone run a hand through his soft, fragrant curls.

  He kept his features straight and his brows furrowed, not moving.

- I'll take care of it. - You said, and then you give Slash a careful peck on the head, as if to heal a wound. - Tell me where it hurts. - You asked, getting closer and closer to him carefully.

Slash put his hand on his head, where you had accidentally pulled his hair, he made a sly pout and you nodded, saying nothing, just running your fingers through his hair more carefully than ever and whispering some sweet words in your boyfriend's ear, who little by little, seemed to be relaxed again.

- Come baby, lay down here. -You said, asking Slash to rest his head on your thighs again, and he did. - I love taking care of you, my spoiled kitty.

[bitethetablet]

top surgery

[thesmokingguns]

Carving Pumpkins (Halloween 2021 repost)

“This one!” you bent down trying to pick up the pumpkin, that seemed to weigh 100 pounds. Your t-shirt rode up to show off the skin on your hip as you stood back up looking at your boyfriend who was holding a much smaller pumpkin under his arm.

It was your first Halloween together and Slash was doing everything that he had made fun of other couples in the past for doing. All that cute shit like going apple picking together and picking out matching Halloween costumes. He had spent the last night staying up with you as you made goodie bags for the kids in your Kindergarten class and woke up this morning to surprise you with breakfast in bed, just some toast with jam and a cup of piping hot coffee because he couldn’t cook. He told you to get dressed and then the pair of you were off.

His hand had been running up your thigh, squeezing you through the spandex leggings and running his fingers up and down your thigh. You were excited about the surprise he had for you; Slash always had the best surprises. Once he had asked you if you wanted to see the sunset and an hour later you had been in a helicopter flying over the city as the sky was painted in purples and blues as the sun vanished behind buildings. Or on your first Valentine’s Day you had only been dating for four months and he asked you to go away with him booking a Caribbean vacation where the two of you realized you were in love with each other.

He always had this hard exterior, like he was trying to be this badass rockstar but he gave you this softness in life. The way he loved you was different. He loved you with care, like he had done this before and knew it was easy to crack something. He was never afraid to tell you he loved you or show you. The guys all rolled their eyes when you were around because Slash changed. He took this breath and would move towards you to free himself in you.

“I’m going to carve the best spooky pumpkin face.” You teased him as he laid out newspaper on your kitchen table and you got markers, knives, all the tools that you’d need.

Slash turned to you, the pumpkins all set up on the table. His fingers slid over your hips down to cup your ass and pulled you close to him. His lips on your lips as he kissed you with the lazy passion of having all the time in the world. His hands slid back up and under your t-shirt on your lower back. You had to press against his chest, smiling as he kept leaning in to steal more kisses from you as you laughed against each others lips. So easy to love him.

“C’mon, lover. I want to carve pumpkins. You said it was going to be fun.” He sighed as you spoke but pulled out a chair to help you sit down.

Both of you trying to steal peeks at each other's creations, laughing as you got covered in guts. Slash swearing as he took off his shirt, tossing the stickiness of the pumpkin into a glass bowl. He was looking at you, the way you were holding the knife like you were going to stab someone.

“Be careful with that thing.” he warned, a cigarette hanging from his lip. You tried to do a cool knife swirl and he jumped forward before you sliced a finger off, arms around you as he repositioned your finger around the knife. “I like all these fingers right where they are.” he teased you.

Slash looked at your pumpkin, crooked smile and lopsided triangle eyes greeted him. Your knife work was spotty, that was for sure. But the way you beamed as you looked at the creation with pride had him smiling too. He loved seeing you care free and happy like this.

Your childhood had been rocky, to put it lightly. You didn't have these fond memories of your family or even a sense of what was normal for family to do. When you had started dating he had been thrown off my some of your habits: how you ate standing up in the kitchen facing the counters instead of a person, how you kept strange hours, the way you flinched at loud sounds, and how your eyes always darted around looking for whatever horrors were out there.

He had decided to give you memories that were soft. Things like apple picking and beach picnics. He had even taken you to a sunflower farm where you had kissed among the high stalks, yellow petals getting caught in his hair as he chased you between narrow walkways. His love language was gifting experiences because he was rewarded with the joy in your eyes.

“You got to peek at mine, let me see yours.” You reached across the table but he caught your wrist lighting in his fingers, shaking his head and wagging a finger at you.

“Mines a surprise. You be patient, little girl.” he teased as you gave him a halfhearted glare, returning to the mess you were currently making as you scooped more guts form the pumpkins

Ten minutes later he was handing you a candle to place inside your pumpkin and telling you to set yours down first on your front steps. He had a camera and a pumpkin in his hands. The Polaroid camera was ever present; Slash liked to take pictures of you. He liked to capture moments where you laughed and loved how you looked at the camera as if daring it to capture the joy you felt in the moment.

“Stand here.” You haven't even gotten to look at your pumpkin yet as he adjusted you to take a picture. Trotting down the few steps he turned, holding the camera up to his eyes and then sighing. “Can you light my pumpkin? The candle went out.”

You turned, bending down and seeing that the light was still glowing. But you also saw what was carved into the pumpkin: ‘Marry me?’. When you turned there he was, down on one knee with a box out holding a ring with a small diamond. The way your heart jumped to your throat and your hands shook had you sitting down hard on the top step, already weak from the rush of nerves that were suddenly jolting through you.

He loved you enough to want you forever.

“You’re supposed to stand so I can get through saying everything about how special you are to me and how I’ll love you forever-and-You’re crying!” he was reaching out as you sobbed, big hiccuping ugly sobs as he wrapped you in his arms letting you wail against his chest. “Hey, it’s okay. You’re okay.” He was rubbing your arms feeling the way you shook against him.

Overwhelmed and unsure, you chanced it by looking up at him. Eyes wet and sobs bumping and fighting their way up your throat, ready to pour out. He looked so scared for you.

“Do you...do you really want to be with me forever?” it came out weak but at this moment you were weak for the love you had for him. The kindness and softness that the man showed you. The way he made everyday feel like a good day. How on days that you’d cry he’d sit on the floor by the bed singing your favorite songs as he picked them out on an acoustic guitar. He had kissed every inch of your skin to make the pain go away.

He was the first person in your life that made you understand that love was a gift, a beautiful gift.

“No.” he responded, thumbs wiping away the wet paths from your eyes, “I don’t think forever is long enough. What’s beyond forever because that’s where I want to be with you. But only if you want.” he added, reminding you that you had a question to answer from him.

“Always. I’ll always be with you.” you replied watching the way his lips curled into a smile at this and how quickly he grabbed the ring, sliding it onto your finger and then kissing stone.

“Always.”

[1-upboys]

Headcanon: Mario and Luigi are Bi Disasters

Luigi for sure. Make room for the flirt king.

[amomentsescape]

Slashers React to You Being Harassed

Warnings: Being verbally harassed by a gross man, some cuss words

A/N: A lot of you seemed to really like the last "Slashers React" fic I did, so I figured I'd write up another one. This came out a little cheesy, but oh well? Hope you enjoy!

Context: You were feeling a little cooped up recently due to being stuck inside from the flu. Now that you were feeling better, you wanted to go out and take some time away from home. But of course, you could never have more than a few minutes of peace. Some older man decides that you are the perfect one to pick on. He attempts to flirt with you, and even after saying "no" a handful of times, he still doesn't get the hint.

Michael Myers

You were honestly a little scared

Not for yourself, but for what was going to happen to the man

Even after weeks of insistence, Michael refused to let you go anywhere on your own

Even if he wasn't right next to you, he was lurking somewhere nearby

He was a blatant and proud stalker

So you knew that it wouldn't take long before-

Welp

The man is now dead with a slit throat

That was quick

"You could have stepped in sooner, you know?"

He just grips onto your hand and drags you back home

"But I've only been outside for five minutes!" you protest

He forces you to stay inside for another couple of weeks

Jason Voorhees

This disgusting man was now attempting to reach out and touch you

You took a step back and tried to put some space between you two

But in the blink of an eye, a large machete burst through his chest at you, your clothes getting splattered with blood

You scream

The now dead man drops to the ground as your eyes meet his killer

"Jesus, Jason! A bit of a warning next time, please."

He just tilts his head at you

You start grumbling about how your clothes were basically ruined now

Jason just picks you up and swings you over his shoulder

"This was my favorite shirt," you continue groaning

He gifts you with a small pocket knife the next day to take with you when you go out

Brahms Heelshire

You promised Brahms you wouldn't step too far off the Heelshire property line

So the fact that anyone was even over here seemed odd to you

And now here you were, wishing Brahms wasn't so weird about leaving the house

Because unfortunately, this man didn't seem like he was going to go away without a fight

So you did the only thing you could think of in that moment

You screamed

It lasted a few seconds

But the man didn't seem fazed

"There's no one else out here, Sweetheart," he said

"Hmm?" a voice spoke behind him

The man spun around and was immediately thrown to the ground

Brahms bashed his head in repeatedly with a rock

"Thank you-" you started

Brahms just grabbed you by the arm and drug you back inside the house

He didn't let you go outside for a while after that

Billy Loomis

You were about ready to punch this man yourself

But you didn't want to risk anything since you were alone

This man was good sized and you knew that trying to fight him probably wouldn't end well for you

But lo and behold, you wouldn't even have to lift a finger

A knife was quickly plunged into the man's throat causing him to bleed out in seconds

After a moment, you finally looked up and saw Billy in front of you

"Thank, God," you sighed, hugging the boy

It took you a second before you pulled away, looking at him in confusion

"Wait, how did you know I was out here?"

Billy avoided your gaze

"Were you stalking me?"

"I like to call it, observing"

You let out a groan

Stu Macher

You're crazy if you think Stu was going to let you outside by yourself

This boy is glued at your hip 24/7

The only reason why this other man was even flirting with you right now is because Stu went off to "take a whizz" as he likes to say

Thankfully, this doesn't normally take him long

So as this man continued to push his luck, Stu walked up next to you, his eyes a little dark

"Is there a problem here, babe?" he asked a little too nicely

How you answer this is definitely going to affect what Stu does next

But this man was pissing you off so...

"Yeah, he won't leave me alone"

And that's all it took for the man to end up dead on his side, a knife in his chest

Afterwards, Stu and you continued your little venture outside

He just held you a lot closer to him the whole time

Eric Draven

You were honestly getting freaked out by this man

In a city like this, anyone could be hurt

But your moment of panic soon died down to the sight of a black crow perching on the nearby building

"Thank you," you murmured

"What was that?" the man spat back

You couldn't help but smile a bit

"You're about to get your ass kicked"

He just laughed at you

Your smile grew when you saw a figure approach the man from behind

He noticed this and turned around, only to be met with the city's best vigilante

"Hi"

The man was suddenly struck with a metal pipe

And he continued to be struck another 17 times

Eric walked up to you after he was done, his painted face dripping with red

"You didn't have to kill him," you said

Eric just shrugged

"Oops?"

[demigods-posts]

i'd just looooove it if we saw percy take down a monster in record time. no sword. just a blur of wind as he whips through the air. and hundred of gallons of water directly behind. because he is poseidon's kid. he is the son of the sea god. let him be one with the water. and kick ass while doing it.

[avintmich]

Oh, you're here...

I'm already fucked, give me a man who will love me

[demon-lover-669]

Slasher: *growling at Y/n while their cleaning*

Y/n: No! I don’t know if she misses you!

Slasher: *small growl*

Y/n: YOU BIT OFF HER LEG SO MY GUESS IS NO!

[urfavchaotichotmess]

Lester, Vincent, Jason and Brahms are the type to be begging on their hands and knees with tears in their eyes to give their partner head. They’re obsessed with it, they do it for their own pleasure not for yours.

[mystiffox]

— bad sanses [crescents] redesign

heyy! thought i'd make a lil debut/intro to my canon utmv (named blue's verse bc i am So Original) starting from night and the gang :]

if anyone has any questions about my verse, you're more than welcomed to ask!! i'd be happy to talk about these skellies bc they occupy most of my brain rn

Killer goes by Shiv while Horror goes by Axe based on their main weapons. Dust goes by Lav, short for Lavender. Nightmare still uses the same name, but the boys always call him Night :]

clothing notes (and extras):

Shiv is the one with the most fashion sense, but even he's been lazy and decided to just walk around wearing a funny t-shirt and shorts sometimes. Definitely the one who gets everyone clothes during supply runs (yes he's fashion besties with plum). Likes clothes with many pockets for storage, too! Whether that's got snacks or daggers in them, you'll just have to dig around yourself /lh

Axe wears lumberjack/farmer-esque clothing to hint at his connection to Farmtale! Farmtale is protected by Nightmare (in secret) as it harbors the last of Horrortale's survivors— the AU was too corrupted to sustain itself— while also being the Crescents' main food supply. The patched jeans and sleeveless vest are actually gifts from the Farm brothers. Them and Axe (+ Axe's brother, Oak) are very close, subsequently making Farmtale a second home to the Crescents.

Lav prefers oversized clothing and probably likes to use weighted blankets to ground himself. Shiv dresses him up most, and Lav just tells him to get dark/neutral clothes with purple accents for him. It feels nice to be taken care of. Usually wears a beanie/cap when he’s at home and is without his hood (has the shortest tail out of the trio, hides it well).

Night prefers fancy-casual because he knows how it feels to wear clothes that didn't fit/weren't comfy for him (still has his old crown, somewhere..). Definitely wears a nightrobe at home too. Technically the necklace is a vial of his own negativity(?) extracted by Sci. I wanted to make it so that everyone else has that on certain charms/pendants infused with that same negativity to act as a hidden tracker for Night to pinpoint where his boys are (and his own necklace could act as an emergency booster if Night gets too weak)

[older ref version]

[fabuloustrash05]

Random TMNT 2012 Headcanons I Have:

Mondo Gecko (Jason) and Timothy know each other, they went to the same high school and were really close friends.

Casey's parents are divorced. His mom had an affair and left his dad and the family to be with her affair partner. She lives out of state and Casey and his little sister sometimes visit her. Though Casey resents his mother, he continues to visit her for the sake of his sister, who is unaware of the truth.

Donnie is terrified of needles and getting shots.

April did ballet when she was a little girl. She sometimes still practices, especially after Leo showed an interest in the dance form, so she would teach him the basics and whatever she remembers from her childhood.

Slash is a vegetarian. Mikey will also become a vegetarian but only later his adult life.

Mona Lisa never dated anyone else before she met Raph, but there were males on her planet who were interested in her. She had 3 “suitors” in total, but because of her dominating and strong willed personality, they felt threatened by her and left. The very thing that made Raph fall in love with Mona is what scared off her suitors.

The little girl Leo had tea with in S2 is an ancestor of Renet.

The renaissance book Splinter has in the show was a gift from Tang Shen when they first started dating.

Leo used to have a beautiful singing voice, but after his fight with Shredder in the S2 finale, that resulted in his throat being damaged, Leo can no longer sing. If he tries to, it hurts.

Shinigami had a slight crush on Mona Lisa when she first met her, or at least thought she was attractive. This made Karai a bit jealous.

[duffslut]

Wet Dreams

Slash x Reader

My Masterlist.

Word Count: 582

Warnings: Smut! Minors Dni.

- Slash! - You called entering the bathroom, Slash was already in the shower, his hair was already wet and somehow, he had a lit cigarette on his lips.

He turned to you as soon as you called him, you looked at your own body and only then realized that you were already without clothes.

- I... - You looked down Slash's body, taking in his muscular belly and down to his belly button. - oh my God.

You froze with your mouth open when you saw that Slash was hard, his cock had never looked so delicious as at that moment, wet, with the tip of it so pink that you licked your lips thinking about it inside your mouth.

Slash's eyes followed you as you knelt in front of him, and he ran his wet hand through your hair and held it in a ponytail.

You took one of your hands to your pussy and started masturbating as soon as you put Slash's dick in your mouth, as soon as your lips touched his cock, you got addicted, you sucked him like a candy, running your tongue along the length of his huge dick. Slash was moaning like a slut while you sucked him, you've never seen him look so hot as he moaned, the shower water fell on his body and wet your face, but you didn't care, you were close to your orgasm and Slash seemed to know it, he grabbed you by the arm and lifted you off the floor, putting your body against the wall and crouching down behind you.

Your butt checks were split and you stifled a loud groan when you felt Slash's sharp tongue touch your ass, Slash sucked you like he needed it to live, his hand gripped your ass tightly and he lifted one of your legs, getting an even better view of your pussy and your asshole.

- Tight little bitch. - Slash whispered in your ear, and you leaned your forehead against the wet wall as you felt Slash's cock break into you from behind.

You moaned louder and louder as Slash's thrusts went deeper inside you, Slash didn't stop pumping you even when you came and your cum flowed down his cock, you're too stunned to say anything, Slash has never fucked you like that, so deep, so... hungry for you.

You could tell Slash was close to coming because his dick was throbbing more and more inside you, he turned your body to face him and took you in his lap, your body was so small compared to his that his cock slid easy inside your pussy again when you were on his lap, his thrusts inside you were making you delirious, you rolled your eyes the whole time and held his wet hair when you were about to come again, you couldn't stop moaning even for a second, your mouth was inches from Slash's but he pulled away just to tease you every time you tried to kiss him.

- Come inside of me... Please Slash... Come inside of me. - You moaned over and over until Slash finally dump his load of cum inside you, so you leaned your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes.

You were still begging for Slash's cum when you opened your eyes again, it took you a few seconds to realize your hand was inside your panties, rubbing your clit.

- I think you owe me some explanations. - Slash said, standing in the room next to the bed.

[dimepdf]

DATING KURT WOULD INCLUDE. + KURT KUNKLE

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. what being in a relationship with Kurt would be like.

pairing. kurt kunkle x reader

genre and warnings. 18+ under cut MDNI, none gender specific, incel Kurt, fluff, gamer boyfriend trope, not canon to movie, just silly little headcanons, i honestly don't know how to tag this. | — feedback is always welcomed & don’t forget to reblog 🤍

Honestly, I can not believe that you guys convinced me to write this. You literally put a gun to my head and told me to start writing this with my black ass. 

Ight come get y'all juice ig.

Kurt is the type of boyfriend who just doesn't know what to do when you show him affection, the man takes a minute to process every compliment that you give him.

"Wait...Did you just call me a pretty boy?"

"Kurt, I said that an hour ago, babe."

Your first date is going to be cheap.

I'm just being honest here, but that doesn't mean that this man wouldn't burn a hole in his pockets just to buy you whatever you want from the McDonald's dollar menu. 

He will randomly just check up on you throughout the day.

Even if you're spending it together, he’ll suddenly just stop what he’s doing and analyze you for a bit.

Despite you two being in a relationship, Kurt pulls zero bitches, no matter how much he tries to present himself as this super confident guy with a super hot partner.

And because of that, he’s very inexperienced when it comes to relationships.

You have to be the one to initiate everything when it comes to your relationship. 

But when you are being affectionate, you have to turn it all the way up a notch because this man is kind of dense.

You would wrap your arms around him as he sat in his gamer chair watching him play one of his silly little games. 

The sound leaking from his headset as you shifted to his lap, unaffected by your presence, thinking you just wanted to cuddle.

But then you start kissing him on the collarbone...

Man's is instantly hard.

here's where it get's a little spicy...

You discover that Kurt is quite vocal during sex.

Like a modern day porn star, you cannot shut him the fuck up.

Every little touches from you makes him feel like he��s experiencing sex for the first time, every time.

It isn't that hard to please him since he’s never felt the touch of a everyone ever in his life, so you would give him the most sheet gripping, teeth clenching, knuckle biting head of his life.

Kurt has this thing with eye contact.

You have to look him in the eye while you guys are having sex or he just can’t cum.

Same with biting.

He doesn't do it to you, but he’ll burst at the seams if you tease him by sinking your teeth into any part of his body.

Do not try this with his slong.

He has accidentally hit you before the time that you tried to jump scare him.

His reflexes are insane. 

Also he cries. 

You have to give that man aftercare because he literally breaks down.

That post-nut clarity hits him like a ton of fucking bricks.

All he wants to do is be the little spoon and cuddle with you. 

okay back to being cute again...

Whenever he wins a round, you have to kiss him. 

He’ll spring from his gamer chair at the end of the round and jump onto the mattress just to steal a kiss from you.

will brag about you to the ten-year olds online that he’s playing with

“Yeah, well my partner is super freaking hot so…no im not lying dude!” 

“Y/N! COME TELL THEM THAT YOU’RE TOTALLY REAL AND NOT MY MOM!”

waking up and seeing him on the game or making his little "beep boop" music in the corner of the room with the lights turned off.

“Jesus Christ Kurt, turn on the light at least you look like a serial killer.”

“Oh I'm sorry honey, I just didn't want to wake you!”

He constantly asks you for your opinion on everything.

He just can’t help it.

He just constantly wants your approval and wants to impress everyone, especially you.

Lowkey, he has this thing with taking pictures of you while you're sleeping, like his entire camera roll would be just you sleeping in random places he likes to scroll through whenever he’s bored.

You guys do fight, just not very often, but when you do, it's usually over something very serious.

“....are you mad at me Y/N?”

“You literally drove off and left me in a random fucking parking lot because of a game sale Kurt.”

Since he is very into being social media famous, you do have to bring the hammer on him sometimes to stop him from doing dangerously stupid trends.

But other than that, your relationship is usually just shits and giggles.

🔖 @quinnxmunson @lluvin @summerhornet @coralluminaryinternet @jonathansmalewife (for Kurt)

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[thesmokingguns]

Postpartum

Warnings: Descriptions of pregnancy and postpartum themes including body dysmorphia, blood, mental health crisis thoughts, and hormone issues. Mentions of breastfeeding and sex, breeding kink

MINORS DNI18+

No one tells you a lot of things about having a baby. Although it did seem that everyone shared with you all the horror stories that they experienced when giving birth. Things from people not believing they were in actual labor so the mother held the head of the baby that was very much coming out to judgy staff who told a mother she should try to breastfeed the baby and wouldn’t give her formula to feed him.

No one talks about after birth where you still need to push out a placenta all while you’re eyeing the room as nurses wash off and check on the baby to make sure they’re born healthy. Your anxiety peaks until they place this wrinkled little alien looking thing on your chest and tell you it’s okay. No one tells you about how the father is treated like the hero as he cuts the umbilical cord and you bleed out in a bed, sweat attached to your brow as you realize this alien thing is your baby and they’re perfect.

No one talks about how after birth you’re given all these vitamins including a pill that will soften your stool because the first poop feels like you’re being ripped open again. No one talks about how your nipples ache as you worry if the baby is getting enough milk. Or the feeling of how you may never get another night of uninterrupted sleep again in your life because you wake up ten thousand times to feed or change a diaper or worse, to pair in the bassinet with bated breath just to make sure they’re still breathing.

No one told you about the hormones that were currently raging at three weeks postpartum. How when the doctor had said to you that you need to wait six weeks to have sexs you hadn’t expected it to feel like it was a lifetime. How sometimes when your husband is at the studio you look in the mirror at the way your stomach looks now. Gone is the smooth flat skin and replaced is what looks like oatmeal where your skin used to be. When the doctor at the one week checkup saw your body he had said in a few weeks you could get that fixed. The idea your body needed plastic surgery to be fixed had made you queasy.

All that coconut butter oil  you constantly smelled like for nine months had proven to be utterly useless.

But the thing that bothered you the most about everything about postpartum was just how attractive your husband would find you. And how you would, even in your fog of half awake state, would react to it so openly. It seemed like it was the first time in your life that you wanted to give him blow jobs, loving the way you got so aroused at the feeling of his cock in your mouth. His fingers in your hair as you sunk to your knees as he laid back on the couch, telling you how much he wanted to fuck you as your tongue licked at his shaft, fingers tugging on his ballsack.

And you wanted to be fucked, made to feel worthy and sexy and not like the milkmaid mother.

Three weeks in your pussy ached, needy and wanting him. Not thinking about how you had just pushed out a baby and needed to heal. Not thinking about how you had two stitches put in to sew back your body. As you sat naked on him, the pair of you knew you were acting irresponsible. Slash had looked at you with those deep eyes, placing you on top so that you could control everything and you could move at the pace that didn't hurt.

The plan was to just dry hump. To let his cock rub between your pussy as you mimicked the act of sex. Your poor little clit was so engorged and needy. The feeling of his cock between your thighs was almost enough to make you cum. Slowly you moved, your hips rotating as you bumped against him, getting his cock wet from the way you moved. The dark curls on his pelvis, sticky from what seemed to be a river of arousal running from your body.

You wanted to beg for more, just the tip because you were so close. But as you looked down you glanced at your body, the milk spilling from your tits and Slash eyed you. His hand moved to your back as he sat up to make sure that you didn't run away.

“I’m-”

“Shhh, I’ll take care of you.” he cooed in response. YOu expected him to get a towel, a shirt, anything but his tongue. BUt he was licking your skin, moaning at the taste and leaving these red welts as he cleaned you off.

The flat of his tongue as he lapped over your breasts, avoiding the swollen nipples that were ready to leak. Your breasts were firm, harder than he imagined under his tongue and he could feel the engorgement. He knew you had fed the baby and pumped as you put them down for a nap, so all this milk seemed like excess and he wanted to try some.

The feeling of your husband's mouth on your nipple was jarring, you had been so accustomed to it before the baby but now you weren't sure how to react. His lips were bigger and he used his tongue. It was a completely different feeling that the ache of breastfeeding and you allowed yourself to separate the two and continue to be aroused.

He was cupping your breasts, squeezing as he drank your mouth, his hand on your back pushing you so you could continues rolling your hips on his cock, Your milk was draining, breasts feeling less sore as you watched him switch to the other breast, eyes glancing up at you as you nodded, hand moving around his head and into the curls of his hair to hold him there.

“Just like that, you’re doing so good.” you praised him and felt the way his cock twitched under you at the attention. The way his cock jump made you want him more, made you want to fuck him but you knew that that would be too much so you kept at it slow, letting the tip just tease the skin of your opening.

You weren’t on birth control yet and the idea of him cumming inside of you and making another baby was both exciting and terrifying. WHich was exactly what you needed to orgasm.  You kept the head of his cock there. Something that used to push into you so easily was now stuck outside, so eager to fill you.

His tongue swirled around your milky nipple tugging it as he swallowed the warm milk you made and shifted his fingers between your bodies. He wanted to see what it would be like to have you cum like this. He wanted to be sucking those big tits of yours as you came apart just from sitting on his cock, not even keeping it inside of you.

Slash knew you had him against your entrance and he knew what you were thinking about without you even saying anything.

“Cum for me. I’m so close from sucking on your tits. I’m going to fill you with another baby so you can feed me forever.” your eyes flashed down at him, his words the push you needed.

Just the tip of his cock inside of you and you squeezed down, orgasm breakinga s he toyed with your clit. Your milk sprayed, surprising him as he tried to suck harder, lapping it up as you felt the wetness between your legs grow as he shot his cum inside of you. The flushed feeling of him breeding you so soon after another baby.

There was no shame as he pulled off you, resting his head between your breasts as you stroked his hair. He was exhausted from cumming and from drinking so much. He was already thinking about how he wanted to crawl into bed with you tonight. To hold you down as he fucked you fucked anotehr baby into you. How you would feel around him as he drank from your tits again. The fantasy was making him hard again and you flushed, having had similar thoughts of how you could roleplay through the pain of sex.

Both of you could always just blame the hormones.

And at least now you understood why people didn't talk about it. Why ruin the best surprise out there?

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[sichore]

I've been rattling around my own version of pre/earlyklok so here's what I've got so far:

Pickles has been chewed up and spat out by the industry after SnB, in ruin after faulty contracts made when he was too young to know what he was getting into. He's also extremely burned by not getting the residuals that he should have when he fucking made SnB what it was, and he's a struggling addict.

I don't know yet what all Magnus' deal is, but he never even made it that far and time is not on his side as far as the industry is concerned. So you've got a has-been and a would-be rock star meeting through the guy who would be Dethklok's first manager who think that hey, they could get something going here.

So you've got two guitarists, and maybe at some local joint, they hear a cover band, and holy shit this kid's got pipes. They approach Nathan and everyone gets drinks and he shares that he's always wanted a band (and deep down he knows that he has to have it), so fuck it, they're gonna make a band. And William's there too, I guess, because he's Nathan's buddy somehow, and they don't wanna waste energy on finding a bassist.

So they've got the start of a good thing but it's not quite there yet. None of the drummers they try have the right sound so finally Pickles is just like "fuck it, I'll do it" because he's had to do Sammy's parts so many times already, and... oh, hey, why the fuck is he bothering with the guitar again? This is where he belongs.

So now they gotta find another guitarist, and finding Skwisgaar is akin to finding a temple to a forgotten god. It's a crime that someone so talented should be regulated to rhythm guitar, but Pickles' last bit of money is fueling this, and Magnus has to have his way, so that's just how it goes.

And turns out Magnus' manager buddy who manages Skwisgaar seems a hell of a lot more competent than their current guy, so they got a new manager now. And it's rough, but it works. For a while.

Pickles runs himself ragged after Magnus is kicked out because it's all on him, this is his last shot and they've gotta make this work. And they give this scrawny kid from Norway a chance and he has Skwisgaar's approval, and then... everything starts to fall together.

Their growing fans become fanatic. People flock to them for work that borders on servitude, and money starts flowing in, and maybe now Pickles can relax a bit. Sure, the drugs may still kill him, but things are better now. He doesn't have to fight and scrape for what's rightfully his. He actually owns Dethklok this time along with the others, and life is... as good as it's gonna get.

And during all this, Nathan grows more confident in seeing his dream come true. No one knows when the shift happens, but he stops playing mediator and starts demanding things go this way and that way. Because it's his band.

And Pickles just lets him take over because sure, it's actually their band, but he's tired, man. He's just so tired of having to do things himself.

The rise of Dethklok happens over the span of 10-12 years, anywhere from 1994 to 2006. Snakes 'N' Barrels only lasted about 4-5 years and Pickles spent a handful of years remaking himself between gigs. Nathan and Murderface graduated high school in the late 80s/early 90s, and Toki is in his late 20s by the time the show starts.

[amomentsescape]

hi! i would like to ask for an eric draven comfort headcanon, he deserves all the nice things in life.

Comforting Eric HC

Eric Draven x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of death

A/N: He really does deserve the best :)

It's rare for nights like these to occur

But when they do, Eric knows you'll be there for him no matter what

Tonight was incredibly difficult

Eric did all he could to save a young teen from the hands of a dangerous gang

However, one slipped from his grasp and managed to take the kid's life, leaving Eric absolutely devastated

He managed to rid the city of the rest of the gang, but the guilt of not being fast enough for the boy made Eric's heart hurt

When he came home, you immediately knew something was wrong

His head hung low, and he remained completely silent

When he sat beside you on the bed, you immediately wrapped your arms around him

"Do you want to talk about it?"

He was silent for a moment before slowly shaking his head

"Not yet," his voice cracked

You could see a few tears spill from his eyes

You stayed there and continued to hold him, your hand running along the expanse of his back

He eventually laid down fully on the bed, gaze fixated on the ceiling

You took this opportunity to make some tea for him, knowing the warmth always helped relax him

You wiggled yourself behind him as he sipped on the drink, his breaths finally slowing

As he leaned into you, your fingers combed through his hair

You began to hum quietly to him, his favorite song echoing in his ears

It was only after all of this that his eyes finally closed

"I love you" he spoke, barely above a whisper

"I love you too, Eric. I'll always be here for you"