#sometimes they're looking to blackmail you with it

[winterlogysblog]

SIXTUS HEADCANONS TO FEED THE VOID

- Sixtus is the fastest flyer between him, Belte, and Tioreh, they regularly have racing competitions.

- Sixtus is not a hugger, if you try to hug him you'll get punched or slapped, only family and a selected few can hug him, Mertyl and Diane hugs him the most, and Ban when he's drunk.

- One time when they were playing hide and seek, Sixtus hid in Diane's pigtails, he won that round, Phao cried because they couldn't find him.

- He knows that his father and Auntie were once wingless like he is but he can't help but still be insecure about it since Belte and Tioreh have theirs already and he gets mistaken for a human quite a lot whenever he goes outside of the Fairy Realm which annoys him a bit.

- He gets along with Belte really well but sometimes Belte is just way too chill for his liking "Dude, do you ever get serious?"

- When he's bored he would braid the girls' hair, the kids worked together to braid Diane's hair, it turned out uneven but it looked cute.

- Trains with Mertyl and Lancelot quite a lot, they would take turns being the referee and would keep tabs on each other's scores, it's a rule that heart reading is not allowed but there are rare instances when Sixtus and Lancelot would spar with each other with heart reading, which is always fun because it goes on forever.

- When he first received Magliastria he was quite clumsy with it. King guided him through it all and training became a really special bonding moment between the two of them.

- Has a habit of talking to King through heart reading whenever it's just the two of them. (He does this with Lance too)

- Sometimes Lance and Sixtus would look at somebody and give each other looks and they would just start laughing. People assume they're making fun of them but that's not true, they do this just to mess with people.

- Sixtus has a pretty high alcohol tolerance and he also knows how to pace himself really well, most of the time he's one of the last people left sober and would remember all of the shit the others did when they're all drunk and use that information for blackmail later on. (he's a bit of a rascal)

- When Sixtus does get drunk, he sings and it's good singing too but for some reason, he sings only in a minor key, even if the song is originally fun and upbeat he'll make it sad and depressing. He has made multiple people in taverns cry.

- Sixtus likes to get high, like high as a kite. It's one of his favorite bonding moments with Belte. Meliodas and Ban questioned King why he was letting his kids smoke that much at such a young age. King just said that it's normal for fairies to smoke and they're mentally mature enough that it'll be fine.

- High Sixtus is not that different from regular Sixtus, high Sixtus just giggles, laughs a lot, and is twice as mean.

- Sixtus has frequent conversations with Escanor (Tristan's Horse) sometimes Lancelot joins in.

- Sixtus sparred with Lancelot in the Liones Training grounds this one time. Guila was there, it gave her PTSD.

- Kicked Chion in the nuts on more than one occasion, it's Chion's fault for annoying him.

- Loves napping on trees, the more uncomfortable it looks the better the nap.

[furiousgoldfish]

Abusers will sometimes go and ask you invasive questions so inappropriate and out of this world you'll be too shocked to process what information is even being asked of you right now, and in what context. They'll pretend they're your friends or confidantes and ask you intimate questions about your relationship, they'll ask you what you do in the shower, they'll ask you what you think about and if you fantasize about being violated or hurt, they'll shamelessly tell you that they know what you're thinking in your most private thoughts and try to provoke you to admit it, or even worse, take your denial of it for admission.

If you don't volunteer your personal information to someone, they have no right whatsoever to ask for it. Asking for someone's private thoughts, asking about their intimate relationship, sexual life, private fantasies or secret thoughts, intimate body functions or acts you do when you're unclothed, that is invasive, creepy, inappropriate and unwelcome in anyone's life. Especially if it comes from a parent, relative or a guardian!

But when you're asked such things, you don't register right away how otherworldly and insane it is that this is happening, you realize that they're asking you to 'pretend you're buddy buddy and share this info casually' and you're forced to either give in or be appalled and openly shocked and disgusted to which you know they will react badly and try to shame you further. If someone is asking private info like this, you have every right to ask them 'Do you think this is a normal thing to ask? Who are you to ask me this? Why would you need this information of me? I am under no obligation to answer this to you.' and sometimes even that isn't possible because the abusers get aggressive if they don't get what they want.

Someone asking you shocking, intrusive, private and intimate questions about yourself is a red flag and you're allowed to consider that person a creep, predator and a dangerous individual to yourself. They have no right to ask. You are under no obligation to answer.

[jaysgirlx]

nerdy shit jason does hcs? :3

Nerdy Jason Todd Headcanons

— Jason Todd loves his classics, especially his poetry. He annotates his spare Slyvia Plath books just for him to do it again because he believes to fully understand a book you have to read it a million times until it really clicks.

— As a joke he likes to reference or recite poetry lines but no one really seems to get it except Tim and Duke.

— No matter what poor Jason cannot DNF a book even if it is complete and utter shit. This is because he believes all books deserve a chance.

— He tries to buy a new book every week to keep himself on his toes and just so he doesn't lose his reading habit. He even uses Booktok for the occasional book recs.

— Yes he's on Booktok but only for the recommendations. he does give a duck for Booktok drama unless somebody is talking shit about his beloved Emily Dickinson.

— Jason loves Star Wars and growing up used to look up to Han Solo. He never brings it up though because he know Dick will use it as blackmail.

— He hates when people assume he's a himbo because he works out especially Bruce because what hurts more than your own father believing you're an idiot?

— He loves chilling at the library or sometimes studying random topics for the fun of it. It makes me wonder how things would be if he went to college.

— He has glasses but only wears them when he's reading so that he doesn't strain his eyes. He's gotten a lot of compliments on them but he's still not used to them.

— If he were to ever meet a girl it would either be a library or bookstore since he's really only ever at those two places. You might catch him at the videogame or even the comic book store.

— He enjoys gaming but more with his brothers, it's just not as fun alone and they all usually go to the comic bookstore together since they're all a bit nerdy too. Our Jason is the best at hiding his.

[alziel]

" Arranged Friendship "

: Male Reader

Summary: How would Luka react once he found out he had been set up with an arranged relationship with someone.

That said person was, You, who's almost as popular as Luka himself. Will he grow to like him in the future?

Warnings: Luka is a warning

himself,possessiveness,obsession, threat s, blackmail.

Requested/Not requested

At first he didn't like this idea at all, but once he realized that the fanbase will like the idea he decided to go with the plan. And so his owner scheduled a meet up with your owner along with you. The day came and you had met eachother.

Both of you already knew who you two were already because of your reputations in Alien Stage.

But he still decided to introduce himself anyways, putting up a smile and a demeanor that was welcoming but his aura said otherwise.

You didn't mind, greeting him with the same enthusiasm with no other malicious aura. The two aliens had a discussion with eachother about the arranged friendship. Luka's owner stated that this would make a huge impact towards the fanbase, bringing more popularity and secureness for the two of you.

I mean two well known singers having a collaboration and potential relationship with eachother? The fanbase will increase their likability towards the two. Luka the well known

"Prince" having a close relationship with you, specified to be a real life Siren because of how you enchant your opponents. It will surely bring alot of fans cheering and bring more support.

Both of their owners aareed with the plan andsigned a contract. They left the room to either talk more about the Collab while the two of you spend some times with each other. Once they fully left the room and closed the door, Luka resorted his face into the original calm and collected look.

"I only agreed to this so that my popularity will grow, we'll only be acquaintances nothing more." He stated sternly, obviously he did not want this arranged friendship to happen but it will help him big time. At first he expected a disappointed and an upset look from you, but you were still smiling.

"Of course! I expect nothing more than that, I won't force you to do stuff you don't wanna do.

But we still have to convince the public about our 'relationship. But I can tone it down to your comfortability!" You stated in your cheery voice, he was a bit taken back by your upbeat personality despite his strict and straightforward statement.

He looked away before humming in agreement.

You were an interesting little thing, as much as he hated to admit. He wanted to know more about you. Your reputation your status,and what his and your fans think of you. Perhaps he can find some dirt on you that he can use against if you ever step out of line.

He tried but couldn't find any dirt on you suprisingly. You were almost as popular as him and yet you barely had any haters or rumours about you. Sometimes he might even think your owner had payed someone to delete posts that would tarnish your reputation. Because he seriously could not find any.

The fans also took the announcement really well.

Some obsessive fans, mostly Luka's, did not take it well and gave death threats to you. Online only because they're scared jealous bitches.

You paid no attention to the negative reactions from.. those kind of fans--and focused on convincing the fanbase that the relationship was real.

Luka was not really a fan of people getting into his personal space. But he did like getting into people's personal space. In random moments when you're busy, he would randomly walk up to you, literally put his face close to yours to the point your noses are touching, just to say hello then walk away. leaving you there with a confused expression.

"This is [Name]! Name love his personal space."

"This is Luka! Luka also loves [Name]'s personal space."

During fan meet ups, the place is usually verycrowded. You always put a hand on his shoulder or waist just in case it gets too crowdy. The first time you did it, he flinched; but didn't exactly pulled or slapped hand away. For the entertainment you would often put your hand on his waist even though the place isn't crowded.

The fans love it.

During interviews, you would always hold his hand in which he finds odd. Whenever you answered a question in the interview you would play with his fingers. Or if he was the one answering, you could occasionally squeeze it for encouragement.

Throughout the "relationship" his owner mentioned how you were always the one engaging with physical affection. In order to convince the public, he'll need to initiate it too.

He just rolled his eyes and lazily agreed before walking away. The first time he initiated it was during one of your "dates" You were busy coming up a song to sing when he unexpectedly held your hand and leaned on you without saying anything.

You just squeeze his hand as anacknowledgement before continuing to come up with your song. After that interaction he started to become more and more affectionate.

Occasionally giving hugs, all kind of hugs really. Back hugs,side hugs, waist hugs whatever the variety. You would always return them two times the warmth. Sometimes he thinks your feelings were real or that youre maybe a good actor.

You guys know those ship edits on tiktok? The aliens would totally make them. You two would always watch it with amusement, sometimes amazed by some of their editing skills. You would always like each single edit.

Despite all the dates,affection,and loving interactions. At the end of the day he would always remind you that this was all for the public entertainment and to get more attention from the fans. On bad days, he would say rather hurtful things.

"Don't mistaken my affection to you as a real thing, none of it contain real feelings."

"Don't let it get to your head, this is nothing more than pure entertainment."

"This is just a key for more survival during Alien

Stage performance."

"We're just acquaintance, nothing more."

All what he said did hurt, a lot. But it was also true, he has to remind you that none of it was real. But at the same time you wished he didn't say those things to you, the least he could do is not remind you. You didn't sayanything, only nodding and agreeing to what he says despite the hurtful impact it had given you.

Haha, maybe you really are a masochist.

Currently you and Luka were doing a Collab performance forc-suggested by your owners for the fans. Luka as always, caught most of the fan's attention. You didn't really mind or find it upsetting, I mean he's much popular and talented than you so it was expected. You guys were down with the last line, the original plan was that the two of you were just gonna look at eachother in a loving way. But he had other plans..

While you two were singing the last line, he went even closer. You were unfazed by this, you had gotten used to him being so close to your face already. But what he did next caught you off guard..

He kissed you.

No not on the cheek or forehead. On the lips.

The cheers grew louder, the music had already stopped. But you were only focused on the feeling of his soft lips kissing yours. By then he had already pulled away, you can't help but linger more. stopped. He just smiled and looked at you with such fondness, but you already knew his kiss meant nothing to him.

After the performance you two went backstage, switching personalities. He always turned cold whenever you two weren't in public. His eyes held nothing but emptiness and disgust. You expected this but why does it still hurt? And as usual he always remind you in the end.

"The kiss meant nothing." He spat out, it made your heart ache. You hated to admit this but you grew feelings as the relationship went on. You couldn't control it really, Luka had always been a great actor. His charismatic and enthusiastic persona when he's in public, the way he's so affectionate with you and the way he talks so fondly as if he really were Inlove with you.

You couldn't help but hope he felt the same thing. It was starting to hurt so maybe letting this feeling go was for the best.

It was another start of a new season of alien stage. And it looks like your performance is the first, how lovely. You didn't really like joining Alien Stage, you never really liked seeing your opponents die. Why should someone die just because they weren't as good as their opponent. But you can't say anything about it, a sad reality.

So you always tried singing your best, constantly making your opponent feel comfortable and make them sing for fun instead of singing because they wanna live. You wanted their last moments to feel comfortable and fun rather than scared.

It's what gave you your well known title "The Siren". Many documents and news stated that you would often enchant your opponents by using your voice. Brainwashing them so that they'll lose. That was not the truth, you could tell that your past opponents enjoyed singing with you. Happy that they were able to sing with joy and not out of pressure. But you could careless about what the media thought of you. You had to practice for the performance.

Luka didn't know what to feel about you. He had already stated before that he did not have any feelings for you. You were nothing more than a mere acquaintance. But ever since this relationship had started, he started to feel more possessive about you. He always hated how you always smile to other people or aliens. The same smile you give to him, wasn't he supposed to be the only one receiving that smile?

He always hated when you give other fans affection too, whether it be a handshake or a pat on the head. He would always put his arm around yours and pull you away from them. Silently giving your fans a glare everytime they get too close. He always looked smug whenever you out your hand on his waist infront of your fans.

Throughout the relationship he started to take note of things your like,your favorites,and the type of music you like. Heck he might even know things about yourself you didn't even know off. He knows more about you. You would always try and point out the things he do but he always dismiss it by saying it could tarnish the view of the relationship.

Hm..now that he thinks of it he never really saw one of your performances with your opponents. He has heard alien's opinions and views about your performances but never really tried watching one. Maybe he should watch your performance tomorrow..

You were a bit shocked to see Luka sitting on one of the chairs in the backstage, as if he was waiting for you.

"Luka? What are you doing here, I thought you were gonna practice." You asked walking towards him, maintaining a distance from him. He silently took note of how further the distance than it normally is.

"Practicing would just bore me, I already know I'll win the round anyway." He responded lazily, you sweatdrop a bit but he wasn't exactly wrong. He can win matches without trying..

"I see but that doesn't exactly answer my question, what are you doing here?" You asked once more.

"I came to watch your performance. Is that a problem?" He asked, you quickly stummered ago dismiss that idea.

"N-no, not all!" You answered quickly "I just-this is just unexpecting since you never usually watch my performance.."

"Would it be so bad to watch my lover's performance?" He teased, getting closer to you. You subconsciously stepped back.

"Haha I appreciate what you're doing but you don't have to try so hard to convince the audience we're actual liver, I think we already fooled them.." You responded, he didn't exactly know what he felt just now but he did not like it. It felt like his heart disease had gotten worse when you said those words, but alas he was too prideful to say anything.

"I know, but can't hurt to be more cautious right?" He smiled sweetly but his aura gave off a malicious intention. You just nodded and looked away from him.

"Ah, I have to go. The performance will be in a few minutes." You quickly grabbed your mic and walked to the door "I'll see you after the performance."

He stood there silently, you were acting off than your usual self. Whenever he mentions about you two being lovers you would get flustered, covering your face in hopes it will hide your blush. It did but you didn't know that your ears turn red too, haha how cute. Either way the way you acted just now was weird. You looked awkward and stiff.

He just sighed and walked out of the door to the reserved VIP seats to watch your performance, he'd rather watch it in real life rather than those holograms.

Luka sat on his seat while waiting for the round to start. His owner had bought him a lightstick from your company's merchandise of you, saying he should use it to cheer you on. He didn't need that useless thing, he already knows you'll will this round effortlessly. He snapped out of his thoughts when the lights finally came on, the spotlight shining your opponent.

As always the opponent looks scared and pressured, their voice cracking a bit as they song. It seems like they know their fate in this round, that's good. But when it was your turn, the crowd went wild as the spotlight went to you. Ah..the poor opponent, they must feel so embarassed and inferior now.

But the next thing you did really made him almost break the lightstick in his hand due to how hard he gripped it. You decided to hold their hand and encouraged them to sing. Eventually they did, their voice wasn't cracking anymore,they weren't frowning and they looked like they were enjoying the performance.

You were dancing with them,you were smiling with them,you looked at them with fondness, as if they were your lover. The aliens around him silently moved away because of his malicious aura. They could've sworn they saw a deadly glint in his eyes just now.

The performance came to an end, the collar on the opponent's neck soon blew up, killing them. He felt satisfaction travel through his veins as he watched your opponents blood stain the stage. But he didn't exactly like how you looked sad as they died. Shouldn't you be happy? That you won and survived. Why are you feeling pity for a low life human that was lower than your status.

Soon you were led to the backstage by the robotic guards. He stood up suddenly, making the aliens flinch and back away. He paid no attention to them and focused on going to the backstage. He wanted to know what caused him to feel so angry by what happened.

He was expecting you at the backstage room but he saw you standing in the hallway, looking at something on your hand. He silently walked towards you and got on his tippy toes to whisper in your ear.

"Boo~" he whispered, you gripped the object in your hand and took a step back. You sighed knowing it was just Luka and not some crazy fan that got through security.

"Luka! It's just you, thank goodness.." You sighed in relief, hand still gripping the object. He looked at your fists and questioned you.

"What's in your hand?" He asked, you blinked before opening your hand to reveal a ring. What are you doing holding a ring? Was it for him? "Are you that eager to marry me already?"

Your face turned red at the suggestion "W-wait I didn't mean it like that?!" You rubbed your head by teasing nature "It was my opponent's ring, I accidentally pulled it when I was dancing with them."

His smile turned upside down when you explained, what are you doing with the ring of your opponent? He calmed down before taking the ring off your hands and looked at it. Hm, it looked quite expensive by the looks of it but easily affordable by him.

You looked at him with a confused expression, you never really saw take an interest in things like this. But you were shock when he decided to drop the ring to ground and stomped on it. You quickly yet gently pushed him away to do any more damaged. Unfortunately the ring was broken into pieces.

"Luka why did you do that?!" You looked at him with disbelief, he scoffed.

"Why are you so upset about it? It's just the opponent's ring, you have more things to worry about other than that useless thing." He spat out.

"That's still disrespectful! I can't believe you did that." You looked at him with disappointment. "What got you so worked up?! From the very you could care less about me, my interactions with my fans,and how I perform. You keep reminding me that this relationship, US, is just a contract. Why do you suddenly care about me no-.."

You stopped once you heard him sniff, you looked at him properly now. His face was turned away, his hair hiding his face but you could still see the tears that were about to fall from his eyes. He was trembling like he was out in the cold and his arms were tightened into a fist. You accidentally made him cry.

"Oh..oh I'm so sorry Luke--i didn't mean to yell at you like that." You gently hugged his body, his face burrying into your chest. Muffling the sound of his sniffing by how hard he's trying not to cry. "I'm sorry I'm just..just frustrated by this whole contract. I got attached and eventually fell for you but you kept reminding me that this was all a contract I just..couldn't control my emotions anymore.."

You confessed, he stayed quiet before weakly punching your chest. He pulled his face from your chest, his eyebrows were furrowed and his cheeks were red due to him crying. God you just wanted to scoop him up and kiss his face.

"I'm no better, I never had alot of chances to feel this kind of emotion. It was weird when I felt angry by how you treated your opponent, as if they were your own lover. I decided to take out my anger by making you angry.." He admitted, your eyes went wide by what he just stated.

"You were..jealous?" You muttered, he looked up to you with an embarassed expression.

"I was not!" He spat out.

"Are too, is that why you've been giving my fans glares all the time and pulled me away from them?" You laughed a bit, he pushed you away but your grip on him was tight.

"Okay now you're just teasing me." He scoffed

"But it's okay for you to tease me?..Luka..Luka don't ignore me please, Luke-" You sighed but smiled, alas your feelings are reciprocated. Although his possessive and obsessive issues are a tad bit scary..You already knew he has you wrapped around his finger. You fell for his trap.

[hisui-dreamer]

we're here together

Character: Riddle Rosehearts, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Cater Diamond, Trey Clover, Leona Kingscholar, Jack Howl, Ruggie Bucchi, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al-Asim, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit, Epel Felmier, Rook Hunt, Silver, Sebek Zigvolt, Lilia Vanrouge, Malleus Draconia

Notes: pick one of your favs from above when reading!

some in-school dating headcanons with them hehe

Masterlist

he loves walking you to school or class any chance he gets, he's willing to wake up extra early if that means he gets to see you sooner (though he might be discreet about that fact since he's a bit embarrassed himself)

you visit each others dorm rooms every chance you get, it doesn't really matter what it is you do or if one of you is busy, just sitting side by side, basking in each others' presence is enough for the two of you

when it gets closer to curfew and it's time for one of you to get going, there's always a good chunk of time spent with him sulking over being apart from you. sometimes he keeps it hidden, but you can tell in the way his touch lingers and how clingy he becomes

if they're feeling particularly emotional that day they may just straight up ask for a sleepover

if you say yes, then he'll be showing you such a content and relaxed face that all your worries dissipate, and you're returning the smile before you even know it

if you say no (most likely due to a tuna-loving gremlin), he won't be able hide his disappointment from you, so let him get a good, long hug before you have to go, okay?

always tries to save a seat for you in the cafeteria, he loves watching your expressions when you eat, and he'll keep in mind what particular foods you seem to enjoy more, and he's already decided to give you his share, though might tease you a bit before he actually gives it to you

likes chastising you if you're being picky, employing all sorts of tactics to convince you to eat the food, whether it be feeding you, giving you a lecture on nutrition, or even blackmailing you from his hugs

don't blame him for nagging you too much, he just enjoys taking care of you and making sure you're always as healthy as can be

grim absolutely gets an extra caretaker! always so ready to bribe the menace with tuna cans so he'll cooperate (and maybe give him a bit more alone time with you)

the ghosts treat him as an honorary student of ramshackle at this point, welcoming him every time he comes over, but not without the teasings of "ahh... young love~" every once in a while

he barely manages to hold back flushing like a tomato (deep down he's elated that's how others see the two of you), but one looks at your flushed face and his blush can't be suppressed

it doesn't matter if he's in a bad mood and no one dares get on his nerves, he steals a glance of you from across the room, and you meet his eyes, waving cheerfully at him, and just like that a soft smile makes its way to his face, and he comes over to rest his weight on you

you might still be young and you don't know what your plans are for the future and how different you'll both be then, but you know him, and maybe that's all you need for now

Masterlist

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[pineappleciders]

helloooo!! was wondering if you could do headcanons on what it would be like to be friends with the goths from south park. :) if you could that would be awesome thanksss! 💗☺️

BEING IN THEIR FRIEND GROUP; THE GOTH KIDS

INCLUDES: pete thelman, michael, henrietta biggle, and firkle smith

they probably just saw you as another asshole conformist at first and just ignored you

as you start to get closer and bond with all of them more it's a bit confusing,,, you dress like a normie and look like one so why are you hanging out with them???

henrietta tells you that you have to dress goth if you wanna hang around them. she doesn't want to be seen with a conformist 🙄🙄

you hang out at henrietta's and she gives u a goth makeover while listening to goth music. she's converting you

when you show up at the bus stop the next day looking like edgar allen poe they just kinda check u out for a moment before giving an approving nod

despite your makeover, you still haven't really gotten into the whole death & despair thing and pete reminds u all the time to stop being such a 'goody-two-shoes', as he calls it.

"can i get an orange juice?"

"no, asshole, you have to get black coffee! god, do you know anything about goth culture??"

i can see u being firkle's babysitter and he like. threatens you to not tell ANY of the goth kids about it unless u want to die. ez blackmail

lots of nights where u all just sit on a hill and look out over stark's pond and smoke... if u won't smoke firkle and pete call you a pussy

when you hang out with any of the popular kids they get like. borderline upset and sigh and flip their hair and shit

"ugh, you're still hanging out with those guys? y'know, goths don't hang around popular greasy jocks. goths stick to their own. you wouldn't know."

they r jealous u have other friends but they're taking that to the grave

always dragging you into shit, especially if you're preppy or a straight-A student.

"i can't skip class! i have no absences, i can't stop now!"

"jesus fucking christ.."

they r kinda mean sometimes but it's tough love!!! the only one i could see really admitting he cares for u as a friend is pete, and that would be when you two are alone. if you told anyone he'd never talk to u again

u like to annoy michael as he's walking around or to class. like just follow him chatting about literally anything or poke him and watch him over his shoulder and he's going NUTS. it's so fun though

you, henrietta, and firkle dye your hair together in your teen years, like your favorite colors . michael thinks it's stupid and pete calls it gay (but secretly wants to too)

they'll never say it but it honestly makes them all really happy if they turn on gothic music and you start bobbing your head or say you like it. you might catch one of them smiling at you while you rock out but it quickly disappears

[ippipo]

sukuna ryomen x reader - mafia au? idk but here's sum

Sukuna is the type to buy you expensive presents literally every week. He was a spend-thrift and it was batshit crazy how careless he was with money when it came to you. So you decided to take the matter into your own hands.

You told Sukuna that you'll tear every single clothing he buys you if he doesn't listen to you, to which he casually shrugged and said, "I could just buy you more." After many blackmailing attempts (who are you kidding? this man gets death threats and is attacked at least once every month), you decided to use your ace card.

You didn't talk to him for an entire day. It was pretty childish considering the fact that he was buying stuff only for you, but you recently heard that one of the three powerful mafia groups had gone bankrupt rendering them useless. It scared you because Sukuna's money saving ability was shit despite being the richest mafia ever.

After a few painful hours of knocking on your door, Sukuna was angry and punched a hole into the hard wood. Of course it didn't work, his knuckles started to hurt. That didn't matter to him though, he just wanted to know why you were ignoring him.

"Y/N.." he called out weakly, his voice bleeding with sadness. He had a bad day and he just wanted to be around you. Hearing his pitiful voice, your heart clenched. C'mon, it's not everyday you have one of the strongest people weak on their knees, begging. Seems like you were just as sadistic as the greatest mafia don himself.

You slowly unlocked the door and peered into his eyes, your eyes bearing rigidity that made his cock hard. You grabbed his hand and brought him to your shared bed, pushing him onto it and falling on him, earning a grunt.

You softly dragged your fingers on his palm, sometimes writing his name, sometimes writing your name. He pushed you off to the side gently and got up to undress himself down to just his boxers. He got on to the bed and grabbed you aggressively by your shoulder, pulling you back on top of him, your rightful position.

You bit his shoulder playfully as a payback for manhandling you to which he replied with a kiss on your forehead. "Say, why do you want me to stop buying you things so bad?" He questioned, his voice booming in the quietness of your room.

"Do you want me to tell you the truth?" You asked. "You are to answer my question, not question me back." He flicked your forehead, earning an 'ouch'. "You won't leave me after this?" You asked, ignoring his statement earlier. He looked at you with a deadpan expression.

"Darling, you fucking dumb bitch, I saw you mixing egg yolks with strawberry jam to make a volcano and I'm still with you." He stated. You muttered 'reasonable' before clearing your throat, preparing yourself for something you thought would embarrass you.

"Okay. So, um-" "Get to the point." He said impatiently. "Fine. The clothes you're getting me are the wrong size, they're smaller and I think I grew bigger than last time. I feel weird about myself because they used to fit me but now they're a little tight and uncomfortable and I feel insecure." You said without a break.

"W-" "And I heard some maids saying that three of your enemy gangs went bankrupt and I'm scared you'll waste all your money on things that I won't even use." You added. "First off, how dare you interrupt me." He said and paused.

"Secondly, what do you mean you feel insecure? If anything, I'm the one who was supposed to buy you clothes that fit you, not the ones smaller, it's my fault. And darling, you're a fucking goddess, I don't care if you got bigger, you look just fine to me." He pulled both your cheeks with his fingers and slapped them softly.

"Stop doing tha-" "I didn't marry you for something as stupid as looks, I married you because you're my weird cumslut who can't go a day without dick, plus, you're my wife, no way am I letting something so absurd bother you." He said with a smirk. You slapped his bare chest because of his choice of words, blushing profusely.

"Thirdly, who do you think made them go bankrupt?" You remained silent at that, assured and relieved. "So...you still like me?" You asked. He smacked your cheek and choked you, gently may I add. "Stop asking me stupid questions." He grumbled.

You giggled when his thumb ghosts over your neck, tickling you while his hand was around it. You take his hand that was around your neck and press kisses on his knuckles. He brought his hand to his lips and kissed the spots you kissed, a happy glint in his eye, as if you both actually kissed.

Sukuna doesn't look like it, but he is just happy if you were near him. Your presence is more than enough, a blessing, in fact. To him, you're not a prize, you're a gift, you're a prank gone right, you're his world. Aggressively, he loved you, he cherished you and he will keep on doing it till his last breath.

"I'm still offended you slapped me." You said, turning away when he tried to kiss you. He grabbed your chin and forcefully made you look towards him, to which you didn't object. He gently kissed your lips, capturing your heart and soul within a span of seconds.

A wordless assurance. He needed that to make sure he didn't actually hurt you, because he meant to slap softly, playfully, with pure love, not the kind of slap he was more acquainted with, thanks to his parents (who were dead by the way).

"It's just that..." You began, grabbing his attention though it was already on you. "I don't like the way I look?" It was more of a question than a confession, you were unsure of yourself. There were times you liked the way you looked, there were times you absolutely despised yourself.

It was complicated, your relationship with your body. When you thought you looked good, you didn't. When you thought you didn't look good, you didn't.

It was tough, especially when you're dating someone conventionally attractive. It makes you feel unworthy. That maybe someday he would find someone else. Maybe someone who looks prettier, has both, beauty and brawns.

Even though he treats you like a princess, showering you with his passionate fancy love, you still felt that he could do better. Choose someone better. That thought makes you feel like someone had cut your head and poured vomit inside you, bleaching your organs with vomit, an unshakeable feeling.

You didn't need to say a word though. Sukuna knew what you were thinking. Every thought, every whisper and every breath of yours was familiar to him. It was surprising how well he knew you. Perfect hands wrapped around a perfect waist, your waist. He didn't care how big it was.

He kissed you, aggressively. That's what you called your relationship, aggressive love, which was quite contrary to how he treated you because there was always a hidden gentleness under his aggressiveness. He knew where to draw the line though.

"I don't know why you don't want to believe me, so I might just have to fuck it into you." It was funny how he said it in a very serious tone, he was being serious. "Ryo, I was at a stupid party before coming home and my legs are dead from standing so much." You whined.

"Who says you have to work now? Let me handle your body." He whispered, licking a stripe on the back of your ear. A shiver of pleasure ran down your body, right to your cunt. Oh boy did you know what a night it was going to be.

[arieswritez]

What do you think about Nolan? 😳

i think!!!!!

afab! reader; yandere nolan would baby trap you :)

cw; stealthing, baby trapping, breeding kink, yandere!nolan

if you menstruate, he'd innocently ask when your next period is. just to be prepared ofc! <3 and he is! always bringing you pads and treats you might be craving. going as far as to fly to other countries to get goodies in the most authentic way possible! lays in bed with you and cuddles his warm body against yours when you're having cramps or when you're just feeling sluggish and beat!

but . . unbeknownst to you: now he knows when you ovulate <3

and despite you climbing him like a tree, you always make sure to have protection. it's too risky without it. but that's nothing nolan can't work with <3 you act as if you're in heat: presenting yourself to him with your back arched and your hands on your pretty little cunt, spreading yourself open . . as if you needed to entice him anymore. when he places his hands on your feverish skin and adjusts you, the condom has already been slipped off of his cock and you're way too horny to notice teehee <3

gn!reader or amab!reader:

cw; power imbalance, inappropriate relationships, manipulation, blackmail, non-con, cheating (srry debbie ily), faux-incest, daddy kink

yandere!nolan would pretend to be your mentor :) you're a young, aspiring hero and you can't believe omni-man believes in you enough to take you under his wing!! the respect you have for him is immense and you like that he doesn't hold back. often, you're left with so many bruises on your body from training you can't tell which are accidental - from scuffs or bad landings - or which are from the amount of times he's pummeled you.

you're not cowed by his violence. you know he means well. so you start to use your injuries a point of reference for how far you've come. someday, you tell yourself, you'll remember this day and know these were all worth it. so you make it a habit to stare at the bruises in the mirror: whenever you catch sight of them in the showers / locker room of the guardians of the globe training facility.

luckily for nolan, you're not as observant as you should be. but he can fix that. he'll make sure you're as aware of your surroundings as he is when he's done with you.

because any other hero, any good hero, would be able to tell when they're not alone. a good hero would be able to spot nolan peeking around the corner as you stare at your battered body, his cock in hand :)

nolan's a patient man.

he can wait until he's earned your trust enough to confide in him. and predictably, you do. the two of you have a conversation in which you spill the reason why you want to become a hero in the first place. your parents weren't good people. a tale as old as time. in and out of jail for as long as you remember and you'd never had a good role model in your life until nolan.

and with those beautiful, innocent eyes, you look at him and confess he's like a dad to you.

nolan doesn't think he'll ever tire coming to the memory.

and he'll never let you live it down. no, no, no. how could he?

he hyperfixates on the thought and begins to overstep. acting less like a mentor and more like a controlling father. innocent things at first. no, you can't go out with your friends. we have training, remember?

and no, you don't remember. you specifically told him you wouldn't be free. but he won't hear it. says it's an emergency. that being a good hero sometimes means sacrificing personal time.

then, when you begin to show romantic interest in someone, love is a distraction. you're young. don't waste your time.

and when you've had enough of his intrusive behavior, behavior you have no choice but to call him out on. . nervously, but you do it nonetheless, he sends you a simple message that makes you crawl back to him.

do you want this or not?

you do.

more than anything.

so you agree to go to his house and talk. you sit with him and accept the beer he gives you. and at first, he's apologetic. but the more he drinks, the more the facade slips. he scoots closer towards you on the couch, lays his hand on your thigh, and tells you that he just wants to keep you safe. wants to make sure you're the best of the best but you have to trust him. and all you do is freeze and stare, only coming to your senses when he begins to lean in. with a racing heart, you try to turn away from the smell of beer on his breath, pushing at his chest, saying it's late. you should go. you should really go. but all nolan does is grab you by the wrists and demand you look at him.

he's like a dad to you, remember? it's what you said. you're supposed to listen to him. you're supposed to obey and do what he says. nolan knows what's best for you, why can't you see that? and if you want him to keep guiding you, protecting you, if you don't want him to abandon you like your good for nothing parents did, you'll do this for him.

so you get on your knees and watch as he unbuckles his belt in a hurry. you allow him to grab you by the nape of the neck and force your face down to swallow his cock. your nose nuzzles against his pubic bone: forced against neatly trimmed, greying pubes as you gag whenever his hips fervently move.

but don't worry, as your mentor, he'll make sure you learn how to swallow a cock properly <3

[digenerate-trash]

Inner city freaks!!!!!

this is the last one I'll be doing for a while. peace.

Disclaimer Bailey has been heavily influenced by @ashersanity here's the Link they got to my mans first.

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Bailey 

Bailey is uncharacteristically needy when you guys are alone. It's strange how much he wants to touch and hold you. he's also very quiet when this happens and if you speak up, he will pinch you pull on your hair, or bite you to get you to shut up. 

he's really into making sure you're trapped with him at all times. He’ll pull you out of school if you've been avoiding him too much. 

he's installed a lock on the outside of your door. He uses it to keep you in at night and sometimes on days when he thinks you'll be up to no good. 

Cockwarming, constantly. If he calls you into his office it's to cockwarm him while he works. 

No other orphans get to come near you. Ever. he's broken Robin's wrist over this. 

Constantly objectifies you calling you “valuable” “precious” and “pet” 

Your debt is just to keep you in check and struggling at this point. he's stopped renting you out and instead keeps you captive on the weeks you can't pay.

Bailey swears he's not as bad as the rest of this stupid town but when the mood strikes him he's breaking into your room in the middle of the night to wake you up and fuck you. He usually gags you but a part of him wants the other orphans to hear you screaming and crying. He’ll leave bruises and worse if you struggle.

Even people who have offered to buy you out for outrageously high prices are turned down by Bailey always telling them that someone is paying double what they can afford. 

Bailey of course gets to the point where he can't even let you leave. He can't handle it anymore. People keep asking about you. People keep wanting to take you away. He eventually just snaps. Starts telling people you died. Rips down missing posters in hopes this whole town forgets you ever existed. Anyone who comes sniffing around is taken care of. And you stay with Bailey. In his cornered-off apartment in the orphanage. Just a couple of doors down from your old room. 

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Leighton 

Creep. Dudes a super creep and it only gets worse when his obsession rolls in. 

Huge corruption kink and if you start off innocent he just adores ruining you. 

he's not really subtle about how he feels either. You get detention twice as much. Your pictures fill up his computer files very fast. He even brings you to the brothel for dates and makes you sit on his lap while he gropes you. 

He gets his way through blackmail mostly. Man is not strong.

Forced fem looking as. No matter your gender he just loves you in girl clothes. He even likes to tear leggings/tights at the crotch for easy access. 

Is always feeling you up. can't keep his hands off of you. 

Will keep your panties/confiscated clothes separate from other students because they're just oh so precious to him. 

This man licks panties. All the time gets off on it. 

He will force you to have sex with another student and film it. Especially if neither of you are into it. he's a real freak about reluctant sex. 

Hell makes you blow him under his desk. But hell yank on your hair the whole time.

If you get the chance to blackmail him first he's not taking it. Instead, he's going to try and worm his way out of it. If he can't do that he's going to seethe. Dude is not comfortable with you having the upper hand

Piss kink. (can't explain it.) 

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Avery 

Also a forced fem fucker. Doesn’t matter your gender he's getting off on the idea that he has control over everything you do including how you address yourself when you're with him. 

Will use money to manipulate you. 

Constantly talks about marrying you??? Especially if you've been the ideal little socialite 

You boost his image at parties and he's a big fan of that. At first, he denies having feelings for you. he's just paying you after all it's all for show. Bet it gets harder and harder to let you climb out of his car and head back to the orphanage. 

He even offers to buy you outright from Bailey but Bailey knows you're more valuable if you keep getting Avery's money every week. 

Big on controlling you and who you talk to. Isolates you and takes up all your time on the weekends and even during your rides home. He purposefully keeps you for longer than necessary 

At High Rage Avery is a monster. Dude is constantly cornering you. Even when you break up with him he still shows up for your “dates” outside of the orphanage and tries to grab you. 

he's constantly trying to force you into his life even when you're being defiant. He will break your wrists/fingers to get his way. 

He knows he can't fight Bailey outright but his offers to buy you get more aggressive. 

When that doesn't work he withholds money from you even if you go on dates with him. He makes it harder for you to get regular work by trashing your reputation. He’ll make sure you have no one to rely on. And within a couple of weeks when you're desperate and broke. 

Avery will be there outside the orphanage. Ready to take you on a date. Just like always. 

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Quinn

Quinn has so many things wrong with him. 

You barely notice Quinn. he's not a big presence in your life until he wants you. 

Then suddenly you're the mayor's new intern. The pay is good and you don't have to whore yourself out so it's really a good gig. 

Baley hates your job but hell never tell you why. 

Quinn is pretty touchy. Likes to hold onto you tightly and show you off like a little pet. 

he's also big on making sure you work in his office with him. Even if you don't have any work to do. he's keeping you in the office with him. 

he's always very careful that the door is closed and music is playing while you both work. 

He stares a lot. Way too much to be healthy. You start to question whether he is actually getting any work done. 

He also makes sure that you have anything you want while you work with him. Coffee, breakfast. Anything you like he insists. 

it's only when you've been working for a couple of weeks that he finally asks you something that's a bit off. Personal questions. That makes you uneasy. 

He brings up that he knows Bailey charges you rent every week. And he says he can start to cover it if you just do him a couple extra favors on top of your regular work.

This quickly spirals into late-night ‘meetings’ where he ends up fucking you over his desk while the building is empty. 

he's careful not to leave marks. you're as clean and neat as you were when you walked in and he's so very careful as he pets your head before letting you leave. 

Over the next week, you get a promotion and a raise. You start working more late nights. 

[scientia-rex]

I bet a bunch of people who were pissy about me referencing Machiavelli (nobody got AS mad about Sun Tzu or Musashi, leading me to wonder if they've actually read those either--and I know nobody reads The Discourses on Rome by Titus Livius from Machiavelli, because it's such a more nuanced and interesting work and they keep going "The Prince was satire!" as if I've never encountered that idea in my life before, to which I say you can write a thing satirically and still have people take it seriously, see: The Colbert Report) also think they have no recourse when a political system isn't working for them outside of that system, which is why they're going "I won't vote" as their primary form of protest.

Look at the protests from hippies against the Vietnam war. They occupied buildings, sometimes for large chunks of time. Look at the AIDS die-ins. Look at the WTO protests. When the government isn't budging, sometimes you need to take to the streets, even in the face of violent suppression that has become exponentially more violent and better armed as the government seeks to make those kinds of protests impossible. They cannot suppress every single one of us. Tear down their houses with your hands. Stalk political figures until you obtain usable blackmail information. We all have talents that can be useful to the revolution, and the revolution will have to happen in parts and pieces, not all at once, because there are too many moving parts in society. (Or do you want the hospitals to lose power when you succeed in knocking out the grid?)

Don't limit yourself.

[lizardsfromspace]

Listen up, chucklefucks! The FRUGAL LIFEHACKER is here to teach yo' ass' how to stretch your food dollar, with ten tips anyone can use, unless you're some goddamn ROCKEFELLER or something.

Look for discarded sandwiches on benches. If they only have one bite taken out of them they're probably still good. Two, also. Three if they're small

Consider making a garden to grow your food yourself. Then again if you have space and money for a garden you've got to have Rockefeller money, and you shouldn't be reading this then

If you have a generic enough face you can get invited to a lot of dinners. Just let them call you whatever name they say you are and say you got amnesia after college

Go to a grocery store. Go behind a grocery store. Go to the dumpster. Root around in it. Find documents incriminating the night manager in a fraud related to vintage Pog sales. Blackmail him for treats

There's a building called a "food pantry". God, it's so disgusting that some rich asshole could have a whole building for a pantry. Back your van up to it in the middle of the night and "redistribute the wealth" into your pantry

See someone eating a sandwich, hamburger, or a hot-n-ready pizza from Little Caesar's? Well, ask yourself this: do they look like they need food more than you? If the answer is no, then lifehack their face a bit and take their lunch

Sometimes if you lifehack their face a bit too hard, you may end up with some...extra protein on your lunch. Bonus lunch! Take that, Rockefellers!

Hide in a clump of trees in a park and look for people walking a dog. Small dogs are the easiest, big dogs are the most rewarding but hardest to st...liberate from their captors. It's so disgusting how our society imprisons animals for our own vanity, we must rethink our relationship to animals. Anyway once you get far enough away, you eat the dog

Double lifehack: the bones will make a wonderful decoration for your home, or lair in the woods! But make sure there's no meat on them anymore, we aren't a goddamn Rockefeller

Dumbass animals sometimes get run over by cars. So here's what you do. You scrape the roadkill off the road, right? And you take it home with you. If you happen to have a state-of-the-art genetics lab at your house, you can just culture the cells of the roadkill and produce artificially grown meat ad nauseam. God, saving money on groceries is THAT EASY and nobody even TRIES.

[trippingontheescalator]

I think there's too much moralizing in the HP fandom. Like, every time I see arguments between the Marauder/Snape fandoms, it boils down to morality, which is ridiculous because characters are not real people. They do not have morals, or thoughts, or actions. They're puffs of smoke that only exist inside your own brain. Imo, the worst thing a character can be is boring. Snape is many, many things, but he's not boring. Part of what makes him interesting is that he's contradictory, sometimes he does bad things with no real reason but to satisfy his own emotional stuntedness, sometimes he does good things because it's the right thing to do, and all of these actions remain in character.

James Potter is a footnote in canon. A tabula rasa. We know a handful of basic facts: he desired Lily, he bullied Snape, he saved Snape from getting eaten by a werewolf, saving Snape didn't stop him from bullying him, somehow Lily decided to date him even though he literally tried to blackmail her, his friends loved him, he was loyal to them, he was charming, he fought in a war. Everything else is fair game! Make him your own! Do something with these bare bones and create an interesting character! And yet when I see these interpretations of him that are like "Bambi did nothing wrong, Snape was actually the evil mastermind behind all of this just to make poor James look like the bad guy >:(" I just saw a take that had Snape as the mastermind of the werewolf prank that he designed to break up the group, and I'm just like, my friend, those horrible flaws make James interesting. You just turned him into a sad sack of goo. He's no longer a character who acts, he's a blank slate that things happen to. There's a difference. You somehow made a footnote even more boring. Don't be afraid to embrace the darker aspects of him just because you're afraid of a character who is not perfectly moral and good 100% of the time.

[stuffforthestash]

Modern Academic AU I Guess?

Got the idea of professor Raphael stuck in my damned brain all morning, so here's hoping writing thoughts down will banish him back to the hells yeah? Edit: There is now a Part 2 and Part 3 __________________________ Raphael - School of Law, obvs. Teaches courses on contract law and legal ethics. He has a reputation for being the kind of asshole professor that can make or break your academic career, and the fact he's tenured is likely the only reason he hasn't been fired over the countless reports of student blackmail and harassment. Gale - Dep't of Literature. His classes are all niche topics like "Magic, Myth, & The Power Of Metaphor", "From Merlin To Dumbledore: A Historical Look At The Wizard's Role In Storytelling", and "The Ancient Art of Flyting", and they're extremely popular. He loves his job, the students love him, but he's rubbed a lot of his colleagues the wrong way. Astarion - School of Theater & Music. Teaches the 101 level acting course and has a rep for being absolutely brutal, but his methods are undeniably effective. Also teaches stage combat workshops, and is constantly on thin ice with the admin for the way he encourages the gaggle of students that started a fan club for him. Wyll - Health Sciences. He's a practicing physical therapist who was invited to also teach part time, due to having gained a reputation as a leading specialist in working with underserved minorities and victims of trauma. His classes are niche and can be hard to get into due to limited availability. Knows Astarion because they're both in HEMA, and sometimes helps with the combat workshops Karlach - Women's rugby coach and former pro-athlete who had to retire after a chest injury. Is also in HEMA, and was inspired by her buddy Wyll to also pursue Phys. Therapy as a career shift. Shadowheart - Grad student doing her thesis on some obscure theological topic, teaches a generic 101 level religious studies class and is obviously only there because the school requires her to put in the hours. Lae'zel - Also a grad student, transferred from overseas. Studying Sports Management and was assigned as an assistant coach to Karlach, except she's in ASC and is constantly making digs about how their practices are vastly superior to HEMA's foolishness. Halsin - Environmental Science. He's the department chair, and teaches courses on conservationism and land management. All his courses are out in the field though, which means he's never on campus and is nearly impossible to get hold of. He hates being the dep't chair, and he only reason he even accepted the position is because nobody else would. Jaheira - Facilities director, not a teacher. Always somehow knows everything that's happening on campus, has contacts everywhere for anything you could want done, and is the person you least want to piss off. Minsc is her shadow, nobody's even entirely sure if he actually works here but is too afraid of Jaheira to ask. And if you actually made it this far, well.. thanks for reading? I'm so sorry? But also share your thoughts! And lemme know if there's any other characters worth doing a 2nd post for.

[mustainegf]

thinking about james rn cuz its ovulation week😔🙏

but like being his best friend is just so UGHHEJENSNS

like you two have known each other for sooo long and you love each other like a bother and sister would RAH

im asking for headcons pretty please <\\3

REAL ASF!!

I added just a little bit of friends to lovers in there I hope that’s okay!!

I’ve never done headcannons before so I hope I did alright!

-James knows all your embarrassing childhood stories, and you've heard every embarrassing story about him, but neither of you ever uses them against each other, but you definitely joke about it.

-Whenever you're faced with a tough decision or dilemma, James is the first person you turn to for advice, even though he always says “do what feels right.” You always go to him even if he’s not much help.

-You both have a ton of goofy Polaroids and old photos of each other that you use to blackmail each other in a playful way, and they're all over yours and James’ walls.

-You've nicknamed him Jamie, because of how much he hated when people called him that, but he likes when you say it, it’s started to grow on him.

-he probably has a less charming nickname for you like “dummy.” Obviously you know he doesn’t think you’re actually dumb, it’s just something that stuck.

-After years and years of being friends you were probably super shocked once puberty finally hit him and his voice dropped to be way deeper, it probably took you a few weeks to get used to.

-James is the one person you trust implicitly, and you know he feels the same way about you; you'd drop everything to help each other out in a heartbeat because you’ve known each other for years now.

-Even though James would never admit it out loud, you've noticed the subtle hints like the way he smiles a little longer when you're around, or how he always seems to be there for you when you need someone the most.

-He probably can’t help falling for you a little bit once you guys get older, he could never feel this way about another girl.

-You've caught James stealing glances at you when he thinks you're not looking, and there's a certain warmth in his eyes that's different from his usual friendly demeanor.

-he’d blush whenever you got close, but he hides it well.

-James has a habit of remembering the little things about you, like your favorite candy or the type of movies you love, which always surprises you when he remembers.

-You've noticed that James tends to get a bit flustered or nervous around you sometimes, especially when the topic of relationships or dating comes up in conversation.

-He's always the first person to defend you or stand up for you, even if it’s his closest friends, he’ll probably cuss them out.

-Despite his usually confident vibe, James becomes surprisingly shy or awkward when he tries to compliment you.

-you know that there is nothing james could EVER do to make you hate him

-he’s just too perfect bro omg

[nottapossum]

Itty Bitty Sinners Chapter 1.7: Brain and Heart

Tw: Blood, violence (mentioned)

Suppressing feelings, stealing, threatening, plenty of cursing, blackmail, lying to a loved one, keeping secrets, lmk If I should add.

'Help me when I'm too detached and cold

Give me the vitality that I need to trust love more

Blood to the water, neither can fuel us alone

Fervency in my arteries, passion bloomin' through my bones

Heartstrings trigger emotion streams

Agape loves a journey, red rivers connect all of me

But, but be it steadfast, don't you disappoint me

Sometimes I think you're all I need, wise beyond belief.'

~Melanie Martinez, Brain & Heart.

~~~Charlie and Vaggie:The next day~~~

Charlie woke up that day feeling sorta…

Out of it.

Like there was a weight on her chest that couldn't be lifted.

Caring for Vaggie almost always made her feel joyous and inspired, but today?

Today she was worried! Why was Vaggie so hesitant to regress? Why was she repressing?

Was she abandoning her precious baby girl? Why was she talking like she was unimportant?

Nope, this will not do! She had to talk to her girlfriend! And she will not rest until she does!

So, Charlie told everyone that there would be no exercises today, but encouraged them to hang out and talk amongst each other.

She then asked Vaggie to meet her in their room so they can talk.

"Charlie, what's going on?" Vaggie asks. "We had a whole thing planned today." She says as they enter their bedroom.

"We'll do it tomorrow." Charlie promises. "But, for today. I think maybe it would be best to spend some time together, just you and me."

"Why? Are you feeling little?" Vaggie asks, concerned for Charlie.

Charlie shakes her head. "No, I'm just worried about you. You've been repressing, worrying about me, and yesterday you said that you felt like you were in my way.” She explains. “I can't just ignore that.”

Vaggie looked away from her. "Yeah, you can." She mumbles.

“Vaggie?” Charlie asks.

Vaggie sighs. “It's nothing, okay? I just know how busy you've gotten lately.” She lies. "I didn't want to add something to your plate, that's all."

Charlie frowns, she sits down on the bed and takes Vaggie's hand. “Vaggie, you know you're very important to me, right?” She asks.

Vaggie nods. “Yeah, I know.”

“More important than anyone or anything.” Charlie says. “You're never in the way, ever. I don't understand why you'd think you are. You're my girlfriend. And I love you so much."

And she does, sometimes so much it hurt.

She's loved so many people...

But none like Vaggie.

Vaggie was her world, her everything.

She needed Vaggie to know that she was loved.

Vaggie squeezes Charlie’s hand, then looks up at her…

She wished she could pour her heart to Charlie, tell her the truth…

Why she wasn't as important as the sinners,

Why her feelings were invalid,

Why she didn't...deserve any of the wonderful things Charlie gave her.

But, Charlie can't know about it, any of it.

It'll break her to know.

Vaggie forces a smile. “I know, babe. I love you too. It's just that- I just-”

Charlie looks at her with the most patience she has ever seen, from anyone.

“I don't want you to worry about me.” Vaggie says. “They're actually more important than me right now. You have this deadline. You have to prove redemption works. How can you do that if you're so focused on me?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie takes Vaggie's face in her hands next and looks at her closely. “No one, I repeat, No One is more important than you are to me. Not Pentious, not Angel, not Alastor, No one.” She says. “You are not just my girlfriend, but you are my whole world, Vaggie. No one could ever mean more to me than you. If redemption works, we'll prove it together. But not at the expense of your mental well-being. Do you understand me?” She asks.

Vaggie nods.

“Good. So, no more repressing?" Charlie asks.

Vaggie nods. "No more repressing."

"Good." Charlie hugs her.

And Vaggie holds her closely. "Charlie?"

"Yeah?"

Vaggie frowns again.

She shouldn't be so important. She's hurt thousands of sinners…

“What is it?” Charlie asks her again.

“I'm sorry.” Vaggie says. “I didn't mean to worry you.” A tear falls down Vaggie's face.

“I know, it's okay.” Charlie says. "I'm not upset with you." She promises.

Vaggie let Charlie go, and she paces the room. “I just- I know how important this is, not just to you, but it's important to me. I feel like everything is always at risk, all the time. Like I could lose you in a second and-!"

Charlie interupts her by taking her hand.

Vaggie's hands are shaking. "I don't want to lose you.” Vaggie says, tears finally falling, the dam that protected her from expressing all of this... it wasn’t strong enough. “I worry about what all of this will bring sometimes.”

“You won't lose me.” Charlie promises. “Whatever happens, we'll figure it out together."

Vaggie nods. “Yeah, I know. It's just hard.”

“I know what you mean.” Charlie says, frowning now too. “But, I promise we'll be okay.”

Vaggie wraps her arms around Charlie again, she just wanted to feel safe, like heaven and hell didn't exist anymore. Like it could all go away, and it can just be her and Charlie.

“But-” Charlie starts to say.

Vaggie looks up at her, seeing that Charlie was smiling, but something was wrong...

Or just- upsetting.

“If you get redeemed… that wouldn't be a bad way for this to end.” Charlie says.

“Charlie, no-”

“I'm only saying! You deserve better than this hell you've been forced to endure. I know you have this thing, I know you want to protect me, but what I want is to give you paradise.” She says.

Vaggie sighs, and grabs Charlie's shoulders. “Fuck heaven, Charlie! I don't want heaven, I only want you. You ARE my paradise!”

“And you are mine.” Charlie smiles, hugging her back tightly as a tear falls down her face.

Charlie hugged her beloved again, she wanted to hold Vaggie forever and never let her go.

But-

It would be selfish to keep Vaggie here…

Even if she is everything Charlie ever wanted, ever needed.

She can't keep her forever…can she?

~~~The Hazbins:~~~

Angel needed a plan...

He can't let Alastor tell the others about his regression; it would ruin everything he has accomplished.

He felt like he could actually be friends with these weirdos. Like they could take him seriously.

How can they possibly take him seriously if they know the truth about him?

Wasn't it bad enough that he's treated like less than human at work?

Wasn't it bad enough that he was the slut of the group?

The idiot who sold his soul to a moth?

No, he can't let this happen, he had to think of a way to stop that mother-

"Hey." Husk says to Angel as he reaches the end of the stairs.

"Hey." Angel smiles back, walking over to the bar where Husk was working. "How you doin?"

Husk smiles. "No new complaints from me." He says. "And you?"

Angel shrugs. "I don't know...I never really do."

Husk nods, and sighs exasperatingly. "Yeah."

Angel sits at the counter...still wondering what the fuck he was gonna do...Alastor is-

Then he perks up...

Husk! Of course.

"Uh- hey, Husk?"

Husk's ears perk up as he looks at him.

"Just- between us. What's Al's deal?” Angel asks.

“His deal?” Husk asks back.

“Is he a little? Is he some type of pet? I need something on him.” Angel says.

“Why?” Husk asks. "Did something happen between you two?"

“No! I- I just need something, okay? I'll take anything weird and personal.” Angel says.

“Do you have any idea what Al would do to me if he found out I gave you that kind of information?” Husk asks.

“I won't tell him where I got it.” Angel says.

"Do you have any idea what he could do to you?" Husk asks.

"I ain't afraid of him." Angel says. "Come on, I know you have something."

“Nice try.” Husk says. “Now, what's really going on?” Husk asks.

Angel looks down. “Well, I-”

“Hello!” A voice says behind them.

They both turn to look at their snake-like friend.

Angel smiles. “Hi Pen.”

“Hey.” Husk says to the snake.

"What are you two up to?" Pentious asks.

"Just talking." Husk says.

"Ooo what about?" Pen asks.

"Nothin. Really." Angel gives Husk a look, maybe of disappointment? Or anger? Husk wasn't sure. But he didn't exactly appreciate it, so he gave him a quick look back.

Angel was just like this sometimes...it wasn't anything serious...

Was it?

Vaggie walked downstairs next, walking toward the kitchen before Pentious turns and smiles at her. “Vaggie!"

Vaggie stops and smiles. "Oh, Pen. Hi."

"Um, how are you feeling?” Pentious asks.

“I'm good.” Vaggie smiles at him, rubbing her arm anxiously. "Thanks." She says.

"Of course." Pentious says.

"And- are you doing okay?" Vaggie asks back.

"I'm fine, actually, better than I've felt in a long time." Pentious says.

"I'm glad to hear it." Vaggie says. "I have to go, but I'll talk to you later." She says.

The two smile at each other, and Vaggie walks away, and moves towards the kitchen.

Pentious then turns back to Husk and Angel who stared at him with confusion. “What?”

“Since when are you two so...close?” Angel asks.

“Oh, we're not!” Pentious says. “We just chatted a bit yesterday and as it turns out, we have a lot in common. I believe we could start a friendship.” He says.

“Huh.” Angel shrugs. “Good for you. I guess."

“There's nothing weird about it!" Pentious says defensively.

"Okay?" Angel says, eyebrow raised.

"We didn't- I mean, it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. We were simply talking. Nothing else!" Pentious says.

Angel rolls his eyes. "Pen, let me make this easier for you. We. Don't. Care." Angel says slowly. "In fact, we couldn't care less about- whatever that was."

"Oh, that- that is easier. Thank you."

"Don't mention it." Angel says.

"You ready, boss?" A small egg creature asks, appearing out of nowhere.

"Anywho, I'm taking my eggbois to the park, cheerio." Pentious says.

They watch as Pentious and his eggbois leave the hotel, then Husk and Angel turn back to one another.

Husk grabbed something from under the counter. “So, what were you saying?” He asks.

Angel looks up and sighs. “Forget it, I'll figure this out myself.” He says before walking back upstairs.

“What's his deal?” Husk asks out loud, to no one really.

“Oh, don't worry about Angel, Husker. He's just a little…sensitive right now.”

Alastor...

Husk looks behind him, and then the radio demon shadows his way to one of the seats at the bar. (Or however someone would describe what Alastor does.)

"What did you do to Angel?"

"Nothing." Alastor says.

"I don't believe you." Husk says. "He seemed upset and you seem to be the cause of it. Listen, I don't care what you do to me, but leave him alone."

"Relax, Husker. I have no ill intentions." Alastor promises.

Husk raised up an eyebrow. "Good, because you wouldn't want me to call YOUR caregiver, would you?"

Alastor stops and turns to Husk, a smile still on his face, but his eyes are threatening. “What was that?” He asks

Husk crosses his arms, but takes a step back. Yes, he's scared of Alastor, but he cares about Angel more.

"Like I said, I don't care what you do to me, but leave Angel alone." Husk tells him.

Alastor chuckles. "Oh, Husker. You are a funny one.” He pets Husk's fur and lightly touches his nose. “Don't be alarmed, dear. I have no intention of hurting your… little spider friend."

Alastor dissappears in his shadow, his grin wider than ever.

Husk sighs in relief. He was sure that wasn't going to work out in his favor.

But he's alive...he'll take that as a win for now.

~~~The V's:~~~

Velvette had fallen asleep on Vox's chest but woke up snuggled up with only her doll.

She looked around and couldn't find her caregiver.

“Voc?” Velvette asks. “Voooooc!” A small voice shouts.

Velvette whines, where is he!?

“Velvette, what are you doing?” Valentino asks, having heard her shouting from the next room.

“Voc gone!” Velvette says. “Can no fin him!”

“Vox is downstairs, Princessa.” Val says. "Here, let's fix your hair for today then join him for breakfast." Val says.

"No!" Velvette whines. "Nee' see Voc now!" She demands.

"Velvette, can I please help you with your hair first?" He asks, his eyes are horrible but he can see how messy her beautiful curles were.

"Mtay." She reluctantly agrees. "Den we get Voc!" She says.

"Deal." Val says.

He takes her to the bathroom to help her with her hair for the day, putting it up with two buns. "Okay, I think that's good for now."

“Nee’ Voc! Now!” She demands.

Valentino rolls his eyes but nods. "Okay, sassy girl. We can go see Vox now."

"Not sassy." She mumbles.

"Whatever you say." Val chuckles.

Velvette tugs on Val's wings.

Valentino looks at her confused. "Yes?"

"Up!" Velvette demanded.

"Now, what's the magic word?" Valentino asks. Vox may tolerate her demanding nature, but he surely wouldn't.

"P'ease?" Velvette whines.

"Alright, babydoll." Valentino chuckles, picking her up and walking to the kitchen.

~~~

Valentino hands Velvette over to Vox without warning. "This is yours." He says.

“Hey-” Vox quickly tries to carry her with one arm since he currently had coffee in the other. "What the hell, Val?" Vox asks, setting his coffee on the counter.

"She wanted you." Valentino shrugs, getting out the milk and orange juice and placing them on the table.

Except what he put on the table was ice tea and lemonade.

Vox set Velvette down on a chair and switched out the beverages to the correct ones.

Velvette felt sad when she was set down...she wanted her caregiver. "Voc?" She asks.

Vox sits next to her and smiles. "Yes, Velvette, what is it?"

Kitty (their fizzy robot) served them pancakes and bacon with a huge smile on her face.

Velvette's eyes fill with tears, the dam was damaged and there was no going back. She just wanted Vox now, she wanted to be held and to be told everything was going to be okay.

She reaches for Vox as she cries quietly. "Voc."

Vox picks her up and sets her on his lap. “Hey, hey, hold on, sweetheart. What's going on?" Vox asks. "What happened?"

“She- she was mad at me.” Velvette says, "Das why I set." She says.

Vox looks at Val who looks just as confused. “Who was mad at you, babydoll?” Val asks.

“Cawmilla.” Velvette mumbles.

“Carmilla?” Vox asks her.

“She was mean to me at da mee'ing.” She says. “She yelleded and saids mean fings to me, member?” Velvette asks them.

“That's what this was about?” Vox asks. "Carmilla rejecting your idea at the meeting?"

Velvette nods.

Velvette did mention something about Zestial and Carmilla not taking her suggestion of defending themselves against the angels seriously, but she didn't seem that upset about it, merely annoyed with the older than dust overlords.

“Ohh, so we're killing Carmilla then?” Val asks. “We're going to go kill a bitch? I'm up for that.” He says, getting up and heading for his tower to get his newly bedazzled gun.

“Stop.” Vox grabs Valentino's wings and pulls him back. “We're not killing Carmilla, Val.”

“Pretty sure we are, she made Velvette cry.” Valentino says.

“We will talk about this later, just sit down.” Vox demanded.

Valentino does, crossing his arms. “You're no fun.” He pouts.

“That's what made you so upset, Vel? That happened a few weeks ago. Were you suppressing all of this the whole time?” He asks.

Velvette looks away from Vox, nor wanting to answer that question...

“I'm not mad, I just want to know.” Vox tells her.

“Yes, you're not in any trouble, Princessa.” Val adds.

Velvette sniffles. “I’ wa’ tupid.” Vel says.

“It's not stupid if it upsets you, Velbelle.” Vox says.

Velvette's tears pour faster, so she tries to dry them with her sleeves.

Vox turns to Val and gestures for him to grab the diaper bag that was left in the livingroom.

Val rolled his eyes, but did grab it and hand it to Vox.

“Vel, I'm sorry she was mean to you.” Vox says, grabbing a baby wipe from the bag to clean her face. “Carmilla is just jealous because you're a hundred percent smarter than she is, and she knows it. Old people don't like when young people know more than them.”

“No one wisten to me. Never!” She complains. “Bu’ I do good.” She pouts.

“I know, it sucks. Carmilla's a bitch.” Vox says. “I'm sorry I can't fix this for you, babydoll. If I could I would-”

“You could…” Val hints to him.

“Val, if you even try to touch her, she'll kill you…twice.” Vox explains.

“Hmm. What if I just make one of her kids cry?” Valentino suggests. “It would make me feel better.”

“She'll probably kill you three times if you attempted that.” Vox says. “If you're lucky.”

“Ugh, you never let me kill anyone!” Val whines.

Vox rolls his eyes, but Velvette giggles. “Vaw funny.” She says.

“Yeah, he's funny alright.” Vox agrees with a hint of sarcasm to his tone.

Velvette snuggles closer to Vox.

“You feeling a bit better?” Vox asks her.

Velvette nods. “Yea, a bit be'ah.”

And she was, she's just glad she can finally relax. And she was glad Vox was here to help her relax.

“It's okay to talk about your feelings, Velvette.” Vox promises. “I know it's been hard for you in the past, but you're safe now. We're not going to make you feel bad for having them. I'd rather you get upset than to see you break down because you pushed all those big feelings down. Okay?”

Velvette nods. “M'tay, Voc.” She says.

Vox holds Velvette close and rocks her gently. “I'm very proud of you for talking to us, Vel. You did so good.” He praised.

"You really did, darling." Valentino agrees.

Velvette smiles and hides her face in Vox’s shoulder. She's happy that they feel that way, but she doesn't know how to take what they said, so she just hides.

Vox and Val smile at each other.

Vox just holds her for a bit.

He never wanted to let her go.

He hated to see Velvette so upset.

"How about we all take the day off?" Vox suggests. "We can relax, play some games...?"

"Yeah!" Velvette giggles excitedly. "We cu' pway wif dolls! Day can has a fashn' show!"

"Sounds good to me." Valentino says.

"Me too." Vox agrees. "After breakfast, we can play with dolls as long as you want." He promises. “Sound good?”

“Yeah!” She giggles happily.

She loves little days!

~~~Angel: That night~~~

Angel needed something on Al.

He didn't want to do anything crazy...he just needed some blackmail in case Alastor tried something.

So, of course, Angel walked downstairs and snuck into Charlie’s office.

He looks through her desk to try and find the results to that stupid test, she had to have them in here somewhere.

Where would Charlie hide them?

He checks the drawers of her desk and has no luck. But then he sees the filing cabinet.

He looks through it and finds the file with the test results. "Gotcha." He whispers, as he turns to leave he knocks over something that was on the desk. "Shit."

He knows this is wrong, but what else can he do? He can't convince Alastor of anything- no one can!

It's Alastor's fault, he started it, that's all there is to it.

Angel takes the file, hides it in his jacket and sneaks back out of the office, careful to not step on whatever fell off the desk as he avoided making any more noise.

He manages to get out of her office with no issue.

“Angel?" A voice asks before he could even make it to the stairs.

Angel jumps and looks behind him. "Charlie...hi.”

The princess has a huge smile on her face as always. "Couldn't sleep either?" She asks.

"Um...nope." he says.

“Can we maybe talk? For a second?" She asks him.

Shit.

“What about?” He asks her.

“It's nothing serious.” She says. “I just wanted to check in on you, make sure you're doing okay.”

“I'm fine.” He says quickly.

“Are you sure? Ever since we asked about the classification test, you've been-”

“I said I'm fine.” Angel growls. “I don't need your stupid test!”

“I wasn't-”

“Can we drop this? Please?” Angel asks.

“Yeah. Of course. I'm so sorry. I didn't-”

“Stop apologizing.” He says.

She shouldn't be apologizing…

She didn't do anything.

“Angel…Are you-”

“I said I'm fine.” Angel tells her. "Just- drop it. Okay?"

Charlie's head drops to the floor. “Yeah...okay.”

He suddenly feels cold, ice cold…

‘Tony, I can help you. This sickness you have, it can be helped.’

‘I don't need your help.’ He growled.

Molly rested a hand on his shoulder. ‘Please, Tony…’

'Stop!' He pushes her away, her head hitting the wall hard.

‘Molly- I- I didn't mean to-’

His sister gets up, the back of her head bleeding a little.

Angel feels a painful, horrible feeling in his chest, he looks over at the princess who's walking away, similar to how she did when she tried to stand up to Val. “Charlie-” He shouts, trying to get her attention.

Charlie looks back at him. “Yes?”

“I'm sorry…It-it was just a long week.” He explains.

Charlie smiles. “It's okay, I know work isn't easy.” She says, walking back over to him and taking two of his hands.

Angel nods, his breath slowing down, but not as fast as he needs it to.

Charlie makes eye contact. “I mean it, it's okay.” She says. “If you ever want to talk, I'm here for you. I won't judge- or pity you. Oh! We can even have a drink and talk if that's easier!” She suggests.

Angel smiles. “Thanks…maybe I'll take you up on that…someday.”

Charlie smiles. “I hope you do. I know I've been spending a lot of time with Pentious. I forget to tell you sometimes just how proud I am of the progress you've made. You really are doing such a great job here. No one deserves redemption more than you do.”

Angel feels a sharp pain in his chest. “I- uh. I should try to get some sleep.” He says.

“Yeah, good plan.” Charlie says. “Rest up for tomorrow. Another fun day of super fun activities!”

“Yeah, looking forward to it.” He lies.

“Rest well!” She says.

“Thanks…”

He walks to his room and closes the door.

Yeah, Angel pretty much hates himself now…

But honestly…

How's that different from any other day?

'When did humans start to separate

Brain and heart as if they could stay alive alone?

Flip it around the other way

If they were apart and you had no power start or database

Only a shell remains

What fun is it, to be so calculated

Or be taken advantage of, 'cause your heart's too trusting

Silent expressed push my head into my chest

Bind them up, forever wed

"Don't drift too far, " they said.'

~Melanie Martinez, Brain & Heart.

Possum note:

Guess who has two thumbs and had a mental breakdown... this guy!

Hahaha.

Mental illness is so fun! I love it! So much! lol

I was having such a good week too, darn it. :/

Anywaaaaaayyyyzzzzzzzz

What did you all think of the chapter? Half decent at least I hope?

If not, better chapters are on their way.

Thank you all for your support, and being my safe place. I appreciate all of you! Every comment, kudo, any support. You have no idea, guuys, it means everything to me!

I hope you all are doing well, you have the bestist day ever and you all are safe and okay 💕

If you're not, that's okay too. And remember it's okay to talk about stuff.

And remember also that bad days don't last forever. Tomorrow is always possible.

Good song for bad days: Tomorrow will be kinder by the secret sisters.

It's my comfort song. It would be the song for every chapter if I had to just pick 1 song. Lol 🎵 🎶

@todayimfour @trophyxtissues2 @innocentlittlelambsnursery @ask-dusty-boy @dex-dawn @abby5577 @babiegurlmuffin

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A/N: Okay, these headcanons were a must-do and I'm in love with this boy so enjoyyyy 😍Just a reminder that my inbox is open for Alice In Borderland characters until the 15th, so send yours in now 💜

Warnings: Spoilers for the end of season 2!! Fluff, possessive loving behaviour, mentions of violence

 ♡ Dating Banda Sunato Includes: ♡

💜• Dude, you better know what you're getting into with this crazy boy, because once your eyes meet and he likes what he sees, it's pretty much impossible to get him away from you 😵 which isn't always such a bad thing, to be fair. After all, you're no victim or weak player he feels like toying with and testing out. You're... different.

💜• The most likely way you both met was in the Jack of Hearts game, where he allies himself with the Jack, and then assesses the rest of the group silently... before his greyish eyes land on you.

💜• He's pretty backwards with the way he approaches people, like he did with Jack, pointing out everything ugly before praising it and hanging around them. So he'll approach you alone saying something like "I bet that under that unusually pretty face is a mind that knows how to play better games than any you'll find in the borderlands. Let's be friends."

💜• He's basically your shadow for the entire game, sat casually behind you, watching listening while you talk to someone, or hovering in the doorways of rooms you go into. Once Banda's decided that you're interesting and you're his match (which is pretty quickly 😅) it's almost impossible to get rid of him. On the one side, that's a good thing, because he is unspokenly protective, and knows all the right, disturbing ways to make someone back off if they're getting in your face or making you uncomfortable. All you've got to do is give him a thankful look and he'll return it with that dark smirk of his, and that's that.

💜• His protectiveness kind of links back to his madly possessive nature, though. Banda's certain that there's more to you than meets the eye, and wants to know every little detail until he knows you better than you know yourself. I wouldn't say he'd manipulate you and blackmail you with your secrets in the future, but it's more that level of being connected through knowing each other's thoughts and feelings. He's not against manipulating those around you to leave you alone, however, so a lot of situations leave you mildly confused when it's suddenly just you and him alone together in the building, until you catch on.

💜• He'll keep you safe in games as long as you stick by him and don't try to leave him. I mean, Banda's a pretty psychopathic guy, a killer and all, but he does have a side to him that is a little softer and completely reserved for the right person (you 😉). I wouldn't say he's massively into boastful, affectionate PDA, but he's pretty shameless at the same time. He has no problems with whispering in your ear while trapping his arms around your middle from behind when some other people are glancing uneasily at him, or hugging you when you're scared.

💜• Sometimes it's to show someone else that he's better than him, or him being possessive with you. If he thinks it'll get to someone that shows an interest in you, he'll give you a hug or a smooch or something and look them dead in the eye right after with that dark stare of his. Somehow, though, it always softens when he turns his attention back to you.

💜• He's also pretty good at detecting if you're sad or worried or scared. Banda can read your expressions scarily easily, so with just one hard look, he'll be pulling you to the side and pressing himself close to you so he can breathe "why are you so scared, baby? I've got you, haven't I?" That's kind of the best he gets at comfort 😂 asides from doing anything you ask him for, like giving you a hug and some kisses until you're back to your blushing self and he's smiling in satisfaction from doing his job right.

💜• And he loves making you flustered, because he kind of gets off on the power he has over you and how you're all his (possessive aaaaghhfksk-) so don't be too caught off guard if he randomly makes out with you just to see you turn red and chuckle at it 🙃

💜• Behind closed doors, and after games, it's safe to say that he's an amazing cuddler, the type that lets their mind wander and traces faint patterns on your skin, or plays with loose strands of your hair while he stares into space thinking about... well, not very nice things, let's be real 💀

💜• Bit by bit, he'll tell you things about himself, but he's a bit apprehensive about your reaction to the bad stuff he's done (and carries on doing). So if you're reluctantly acceptant to who he is and just kind of let him do his thing, it puts his mind at rest, and Banda lets himself open up more. He just needs some time to do it, since I'm making a safe bet that he's never really been in a proper, romantic relationship before.

💜• But with time, you'll get to the point of trust where he'll do anything you ask him to, no matter how odd it sounds, right on the spot. He's pretty good at knowing when he's being set up anyway, and you'd never try that, he's certain.

💜• He's not the sanest and most stable person you could let yourself love, but at the end of the day, when he falls, he falls hard, and there's no escape from him 😂 you're his 'little princess' or 'fallen angel' for the rest of your days... especially when he accepts permanent residence in the Borderlands and aspires to make the both of you gamemasters and rulers of the place. A true princess then, right? 😍