Apparently I never made a pinned post for this blog but waddup, can call me either Fret, Lars, or Drix. Any of those work.
It/he pronouns | 23yrs old | proship
You might’ve known me as any of the following; fretsboards, sourthots, &/or dsmpgloryhole as I used to run those blogs before they got nuked. This blog is to be a personal proship blog. As in post stuff that I'm not comfortable posting to main.
Enjoy your stay, however short or long that may be.
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Edit of Hendrix (my s/i) to the one “a pity she does not exist / a shame he’s not a… / the only girl I’ll ever love is Andrew in drag” song
Basically I got a face claim for Hendrix; Evgeny Schwartz & thought it could be an interesting slow burn type au. Like where character A has two set personas/roles for different shit and get confused as being 2 diff people by character B (love interest) b/c of it. But they’re actually the same person. Character B just being extremely oblivious to it, venting to Character A’s other persona about them. Is eventually told, embarrassment ensues but they end up together at the end.
Random thought that is Rengoku performing oral on his partner and just yelling “tasty!” whenever they cum, accidentally overstimulating them. Gets pussy/cock drunk from it too. To the point that his partner’s turned into a goopy pile of limbs from the physical exertion. The muscles in their stomach and thighs weakly twitching. Cum trailing either down between their thighs or across their stomach. Either way, it’s dripping like a faucet onto the bedding beneath them. Rengoku hovering above them. The other hashiras, by now, know to stay away when they hear his loud ass repeatedly shouting “tasty!” when it’s paired with his partner’s noises.
Second pic is the mirror selfie Jason texts Damian, telling him to come over. Other 2 are, well, pound town. Shorts are pushed up & Damian’s rimming him
Jason wanting to roleplay but too shy to ask Dick. Until he get drugged (which is not a fun time) Dick is panicking and Jason start to let out all his fantasies, and Dick is trying to get his brother home and Jason is yelling way too loudly in the street that he want Dick’s escrima up his ass.
Once Jason sober up, he want to go back in his grave and hide forever but Dick is grinning, dress as Nightwing and twirling his escrimas in his hands. ‘’So you said something? ‘’
Jason’s face is as red as his helmet. Then Dick tell him he have 5 minutes to dress up as red hood and run in the cities and hide cause if he Dick’s find him they both know where those escrimas are going.
Now you have Jason’s adrenaline spiking and they goes on for two hours, running all around the cities until Dick finally catch Jason, throwing his helmet on the side cause he want to see his little brother’s face while he fuck him with one of his escrima until Jason is a whimpering mess. (Dick spank him for good mesure.)
How Hendrix met 3 of the f/os (Misa, Vincent, & Mountain)
Misa Amane
They met at a coffee shop after the events of Kira & the Death Note so Misa’s on her healing arc. Having to learn how to live without associating her self worth to Light. Still acts and models but has taken a step back as she puts her mental health first. They don’t live together yet, roughly dating for only a few months. Misa does put Hendrix on a pedestal similar to how she did Light. Akin to limerence but her and Hendrix talk it whenever he notices it happening.
Vincent Brooks
QPR; line b/t friendship and romance is extremely blurred. 5-6yrs younger than Vincent. I view Vincent putting off for a long time after Catherine and those dreams he experienced + breaking off his engagement with Katherine.
Meet sometime during the game’s events as Hendrix frequents the same bar. Is also pals w/ Erica. Don’t really get off on the right foot after finding out Vincent is cheating on his fiancé. Drix doesn’t think it’s his place to tell Katherine. Plus it’d be coming from a stranger if he did. Why would she believe him?
Only get on positive terms after Hendrix’s workplace hires Vincent to modernize the firm’s outdated website. Hendrix is assigned the liaison role b/t the firm and Vincent.
Have similar hobbies; gaming & cosplay—Drix is terrible at video games & gets Vincent to do couples costumes/cosplays
Mountain
Being an Earth ghoul, he tends to encourage Drix to spend time outside as it’s easier to entertain the regressor that way. Climbing trees, flower crowns, & manipulating the rate at which plants grow. Their 1st time meeting has similar vibes to Maleficent & Young! Aurora. Big scary guy x guy who doesn’t find him scary at all
Synopsis -> Bruce forces a sloppy make out sesh on his son, Dick
Ao3 link // Tw/cw; incest, noncon, daddy x kitten sort of kink
Bruce just wanted to dote on Dick. That was all.
But it didn’t matter as Dick continuously reacted akin to an angry kitten. Pushing him away with each attempt. Didn’t matter what holds Bruce got Dick into, he was always able to weasel his way out of it. Mostly thanks to his flexibility. And the fact he almost had a sixth sense for when his father was around. Ultimately Bruce relented with each push. Giving him space.
That was until really bad meeting with the Justice League. He was zapped of energy and really needed some physical affection.
This time when he was met with push back, Bruce forced his hand. Hand carding into Dick’s thick curls, yanking him closer. His other hand grabbing onto Dick’s flank with a bruising grip. Dick kept squirming but that just made Bruce hold on even tighter.
“Dad—daddy, don’t.”
“Shush,” humming as he sloppily made out with his son. All teeth and tongue. Dick’s face turned a beet red as it sank in what his father was doing to him. Disgust burned through him as Bruce slurped on his tongue. Spit dribbling past. The hand in Dick’s hair went down to Bruce’s neck. Effectively scruffing his poor kitten.
Bruce’s hand on Dick’s side proceeding to grope down to his ass.
Synopsis -> Sukuna catches Yuta staring as he exits the sauna—sex ensues
Ao3 link (414 words)
Yuta, being the monsterfucker he is, drools when he sees Sukuna step out of the sauna. Towel loosely wrapped around his ginormous hips. God, the things he wants to do with all of Sukuna’s mouths.
“Like what you see?” Sukuna snaps Yuta out of his thoughts. One of his hands tilting Yuta’s chin up so he’d look him in the eyes. Yuta gulps before nodding. “Aww, looks like the cat got your tongue.”
“I’m not a child, been with curses before.” Ripping away from Sukuna’s touch like it had burned him. Sitting down on the bench in the locker room, Sukuna beckons him forward. “Oh, is that so? Prove it then.”
Yuta ends up sucking on Sukuna’s fat tits. Happily keeping his head stuck between them, exactly where he wants to be. Rutting his cock against the warm, inviting mouth on Sukuna’s stomach. One of the demon king’s cocks in his ass. Bouncing back on it, feverishly.
The mouth on his hand sucking hickies everywhere they touched along Yuta’s back. Nipping the skin of Yuta’s ass as he smacks it. “Sure you can still keep up, whore?”
“Oh, you like that, being called a whore?” Yuta whines at the degrading words. Head hazy with all the pleasure coursing through him. “Can feel you clench.” Pulling Yuta’s mouth off of his tits—up to sloppy kiss the mortal. Slurping around his tongue. “I’m not your fucking concubine,” Yuta growls. Determined to outlast Sukuna. Ignoring the burn in his thighs.
“No shit, can’t even last as long as one of them…really pales in comparison.” Moving to slip his second cock into Yuta’s ass. The combined girth bigger than the lid to a pickle jar. There’s no chance of his cocks not hitting Yuta’s prostate. Causing the black haired man to collapse onto Sukuna’s chest. Boldly yanking Sukuna’s head back, he kisses down his neck.
“That’s it, jerk those pathetic little hips into my mouth.” Sticking his hand-mouths into Yuta’s armpits, licking up the sweat there. “That’s fucking gross,” Yuta’s more disgusted at the fact that he enjoys it.
Sukuna’s next quip is interrupted by Yuta cumming with a high pitched keen. His ass a tense vice around the king of curses’ cocks. Triggering his own orgasm. Spurt after spurt of cum flooding Yuta’s orifice. Sloshing out when he removed them.
“Come find me if you wanna do this again, whore.” Sukuna leaves Yuta shaking on the locker room bench for whoever stumbles across him next.
Hendrix to Jason: you reused an empty pill bottle for bullets. I used an empty pill bottle for skittles. we are not the same
The pill bottle bullets are the batch that Jason has stored away for the random times that Hendrix goes w/ him to the gun range. Jason for sure has a membership under a fake name so Bruce won’t know about it. Bruce, contrary to belief, knows about it as the card on file is one Jason stole from him. Aware that it’s Jason—the only other charges on the card are to Batburger.
Aita for agreeing to shave my coworker’s girlfriend’s pussy?
synopsis -> Aka Reader asks Santos to help shave her pussy. Or Langdon finds out at work
x fem reader / x plus sized reader
ao3 link (1.2k words)
Plus sized! Reader who’s been in a relationship w/ Langdon for 5+ years now. The relationship started a year after rehab. Only truly cemented as partners once Langdon felt enough stability in his sobriety. As he didn’t want to string them along but Reader was there for the thick and thin. Through the 2 relapses he’d experienced so far.
Plus Sized! Reader who has never shaved their puss. Feeling too scared to stick any form of shears down there. Acquiring a cyst the time they dared cut back the bushy hair with a blunt pair of scissors. That didn’t necessarily put them off shaving their bush. But it also didn’t instill that much confidence. It was only when they bought one of those bikini razors for their legs that the thought began to cross Reader’s mind again. As it was more of a roller ball razor and the handle was sturdy enough that they wouldn’t drop it.
Plus Sized! Reader who has seen the way Frank shaves his face. It was purely diabolical. The amount of force. How he pushed the razor both with & against the grain. Somehow narrowly avoiding razor burn. Not helping the follicles much either as he didn’t bother exfoliating beforehand. Just jumping into it instead. Reader always felt weary to kiss him afterwards, feeling the skin’s reddened warmth.
So they went to Trinity. They don’t know why. Aware of her and Frank’s past history, how Santos had been the one to report his benzodiazepine use. How it had been her first day on the job too. But for some reason, Reader felt comfortable enough going to her. Asking her for this awkward ass favor that would eventually get back to Frank some way or another.
Santos is compelled to slam the door in Reader’s face when they show up at her door. Not because she has anything against Reader. Quite the opposite as they’d gotten along at the few Pitt crew barbecues held at the park. At bare minimum, Trinity could consider each other acquaintances. Unfortunately, Santos had agreed to Dennis that she’d try being nicer to people—more sociable as he had put it. Sighing, she let them in.
“You’re sure about this? Frank’s not going to kill me if I do this?” Asking if he had any recollection of what was about to take place. For once, thankful that Dennis had taken Robby up on housekeeping. “I’m sure,” already having the razor in their bag. Thinking it might do well to come prepared. Even if Santos had declined. Avoiding the other question, to which Trinity raised an eyebrow at.
“Gonna have you hop in the shower, get the pores open. And then I’ll come help once you get out,” Trinity instructed. More clinical than she wanted. Then again how else was she supposed to word it? “Okay, is it one of those knob type showers?”
“Huh? Yeah, yeah it’s one of those.” Once out of the room, Santos pressed her hands into her eyes, hoping they’d take a stab at it before getting to her. Oh god, she was about to see her coworker’s partner’s pussy. Hearing the water run, Trinity tried her hardest to get it together. “This surely won’t complicate things,” speaking to herself.
Getting out of the shower, they dried off as much as they could. Putting their shirt back on. Trinity walks in, seeing that Reader had put the towel on the floor to catch the hair. Seeing that they had attempt some of the shaving. Having taken a pass at the pubis mon area as all Reader had to do was lift up their stomach. It was the area near their inner thighs and near the labia folds that scared the shit out of them.
Taking the razor from them, she doesn’t laugh at Reader’s joke about it looking like a monk’s hairdo. The one where there’s a ring of hair and then an egg sized bald spot. “Not that I’m the best barber, but…what sort of look are you going for? Cause if you want it completely bald, waxing would probably be a better way to go about it.”
Reader shakes their head at that. “Don’t want to go completely bald. Just more a sprinkling of hair than a full bush. Been growing it out since puberty—didn’t mean to. And well, it’s past the threshold of my underwear. And period are quite the hassle to manage because of it.” Not getting further into the details as it was already in tmi territory. Santos’ face didn’t betray any emotion.
“Well, you’ve answered my other question. I’ll try not to nick you too badly.” With that, Trinity gets to it. Pressing the button that made the electric razor buzz. Manipulating the skin and fat in the area, she gets the razor into the more difficult spots. Reader does their best to not wiggle too much. Eyes widening as Trinity pinches one of their folds. Their breath hitching. “Sorry, just trying to get a better grip,” Santos apologizes.
“It’s alright, unexpected,” is all Reader response with. A bit embarrassed by their reaction. Repeating the motion with the other fold, Trinity then turns the razor off. Dusting off the razor onto the towel. “All finished.”
Reader puts their underwear and pants on before collecting their things. Pausing by the front door, they turn. “Thank you, Trinity.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Life proceeded to move on like normal after that. At least until it gets out. Dennis had noticed Trinity’s odd behavior during work whenever Langdon’s partner was mentioned. He became insistent on knowing what it was. “Did something happen?” Getting to the point that Dennis thought Reader had cheated on Langdon with her. That it might’ve occurred at the apartment he had once shared with her. “Did you sleep with Langdon’s partner?”
“I’m not that desperate, Huckleberry,” Trinity becomes defensive as Dennis corners her in the break room. “You’re acting all squirrely so something must’ve happened. Don’t act like I’m blind here.” The duo unaware of Langdon standing right outside the door. His ears had perked up at Dennis’ original question. What did he not know?
“So…?”
Frank doesn’t stay long as he listens to Trinity spill the beans to Dennis. Barging outside to call his partner. Reader gets a bad gut feeling when they see Langdon’s face pop up on their phone. Letting a ring a few times. “Pick up the phone, Reader.”
Reader does answer, after the fifth ring. “I heard the most funny thing,” he doesn’t give them time to say hello. “Frank, what is this—“
“Don’t interrupt. Were you at Trinity’s three weeks ago?” He had noticed the change in hair when they had sex. Assuming they had done it themselves, not even making a remark about it. “Were you?” He pokes when they don’t answer.
“…yeah. I was at Trinity’s. Look, I can explain,” realizing he had found out. That their lying (via omission) had unraveled. Thinking who blabbed? “Why didn’t you tell me? I had to find out at work, from the gossip mill of all places! How the hell did you even get Santos to agree to that?”
“I don’t know, but she did. I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you, I didn’t know how. But it was stupid of me to go to your coworker of all people,” Reader rambles, spiralling.
“I can’t right now. Look, I have to go but we’ll talk more when I get home,” the senior resident was unsure whether this was a deal breaker. If he was going to break up with them over it.
Papa Perpetua was trying to curb the amount of cussing that the ghulehs were doing. No one really knew the reason why. Probably just testing out the extent at which the ghulehs would listen to him. That or how they would simply react to any attempt at lessening certain unholy behaviors of theirs. Setting up a swear jar, he watched as it quickly filled up.
Mountain didn't mind it at first. Chuckling to himself when Swiss would have to pay double. Cussing after getting called out. Cycling through cuss words, Rain would steal his wallet and empty it into the jar.
It was only when he noticed his little, Hendrix was becoming nonverbal more and more when regressed. Thinking something bad had happened without his knowledge, Mountain was worried sick. Realizing it when Drix panicked after letting a f-bomb drop after a really hard day of work. That his regressed mind had deeply fixated on that blasted swear jar. Also, the fact that Hendrix had suddenly been able to switch it on and off in his adult headspace. He hadn't dropped more than $5 into the jar.
"Henny, I'm not gonna snitch on you. You can speak freely here." Going out of his way to look around the room like he was making sure there were no other ghulehs around. That and Papa. "Not gonna punish you for swearing.
A little after this realization, Mountain barges into Perpetua's office. "How long is this going to go on for?"
Perpetua's confused at Mountain's behavior. Never having any problems with the gentle giant. Greatly capturing his attention. "What?"
"The swear jar, it's making my job a caregiver incredibly difficult," Mountain hasn't even bothered to sit down. Unable to keep his pacing to normal footsteps instead of his usual stomps.
"Would you like me to talk to Hendrix?"
And that's how a regressed Hendrix ends up going to Papa Perpetua's office. "Do I have to?" Hendrix whines as they knock on the door.
"No, not necessarily. But it'd be rude to not hear him out." Drix had no response to that. Letting the ghuleh knock on Perpetua's office. Walking in, Drix sat down. "I heard from Mountain the swear jar is stressing you out, cucciolo." Hendrix gave his caregiver a surprised look before pouting.
"So what if it is? Have to follow the rules somehow," Hendrix mumbled.
"Yes, that's what I've tried to instill within you. But you shouldn't be stressed to the point of being too afraid to talk," Mountain pointed out.
"I was thinking of getting rid of the swear jar—"
"—you were? Sorry," Drix accidentally jumped the shark.
"I was. Got all the information I needed. Just wanted to see what methods would be successful in curbing the ghulehs' behaviors. But right now, I want to apologize for the grief I've caused. To both of you. Hopefully, you can forgive me, little one."
"What do you say, Henny?" Mountain prompted.
"I think...I can forgive you, papa."
Perpetua smiled at getting to witness Mountain's caregiver side. Even a small glimpse. "It's okay. I understand if it takes some time to earn back your trust."
