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Sugar on my Tongue - Human!Laughing Jack x Jester!reader (SMUT)
thinking abt habit who has a witchy partner. ᝰᏪᝰ✍︎
at first, he doesn’t question your need to constantly have your spice cabinet stocked. maybe you just liked your cooking flavorful. his host body’s previous owner, evan, had a similar penchant for cooking and he used to constantly find all kinds of similar spices littered around evan’s kitchen
he also didn’t really mind your love for candles. they smelled nice— big deal. he wasn’t going to say no to you playing with fire anyhow.
it’s when he started noticing crystals lying around that he started thinking you must be a bit… weird.
weird in a good way, of course. he liked fucking with people who were spiritual— he was a demon, after all! he knew you were oddly receptive to the idea of him being a demon, and now he understood why. you believed in all that magical junk. adorable.
he started paying closer attention after that. noticed when you made jars filled with herbs and sealed with wax to hide behind your books, the way you’d hold eye contact while saying “be safe, habs” before he’d leave the house while pretending you’re just being affectionate, how you’d mutter under your breath while stirring your tea clockwise thrice in the morning.
he confronted you about it when he found a sigil sewn into the sleeve of one of his favorite hoodies. subtle, almost invisible because the black thread you used was almost identical to the fabric of the hoodie, but there. he knew symbols had power— he said the exact same thing to noah a lifetime ago. magic, runes, symbols; they all existed, not all of them worked, but some of them did if they were used correctly.
you clearly knew what you were doing. so he assumed your mark worked.
of course, you were quick to assure him it was just a protective sigil— it was only meant to attract good things! you put it on yourself on your rougher days, even. he only pretended to be upset for a few minutes to watch you squirm but he wasn’t mad. he was proud you knew how to tap into this kind of power.
upon seeing his positive reaction, you were less secretive. you’d openly blow cinnamon at the doorway, spend time journaling under full moons, and sprinkle salt where you thought appropriate. you’d slip rings with certain crystals on them on his fingers if he had a particularly important affair to attend to. morning tea was now shared with him and you let him sit with you while you did your spell work.
even your affection felt more purposeful. more charged. never malicious, but he could practically read your actions like a book; incantations that make your mutual love stronger, wards against anything that would dare to touch him (he thinks it’s cute you think he’d even need or want protection, so he lets you do your thing), herbs that held meaning dashed into the dinner you spent the evening cooking for him.
despite the initial indifference toward it, he really comes to like this side of you. it, at the very least, assures him that the spookier things that are bound to happen— have been happening— will never be enough to scare you off.
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A/N: yall remember when habit took noah to his house and made noah draw the rune of severance? he went on that little coke rant abt how some runes actually work and the rune of severance was one of them. inspired by that. magic and shit! woo!
“Oh! So what if there’s a lack of POC characters in the Creepypasta fandom?! That doesn’t mean you have [insert hc] wash them!!”
1) yknow your favorites? Like the ‘og’ pastas? The 4chan pastas? Jeff BEN and EJ? None of them are white 😭.
The og jeff the killer image is suspected to have Japanese origins (albeit being lost media) and even if that isn’t a valid argument bc , again , it’s lost media — we still have pastamonsters Jeff. The OG Jeff that came before Jeffery woods and quite literally shaped the fanonical jeff the killer we know today; he’s Mexican. He’s been mexican since the beginning …. Jeffery woods is the white washed fanon version and gained more popularity than pastamonsters Jeff.
B.E.N & BEN drowned are tan / brown. While yes , the kid inhabiting the elegy of emptiness is white — yet the statue isn’t. The elegy is Hylian; B.E.N is an even more prime example on this because thy are actually brown…yet they still got/get white washed ! Also the amount of weird comments n shit I’ve seen / avoidance of using B.E.N bc they aren’t attractive 🤔 but that’s a story for another day.
EJ is a fucking creature bruh; it doesn’t have an ethnicity …. EJ can be LITERALLY WHATEVER! WE DONT KNOW! But the son of chernobog was created , who’s miraculously white , (Slavic considering the cult he was sacrificed to) and everyone ran with that 🤷
Also not to mention the Creepypasta fandom both in the 2010s and NOW are notorious for being racist and harassing creators of color , putting us people of color on higher pedestals than white creators, sending rape / death threats to us , attempting to doxx us , etc .
So no! I do NOT care if people “backwash” or whatever “wash” that isn’t WHITEWASH your favs! They weren’t even white to begin with! You just got a whole bunch of racist childhood nostalgia up yo booties 🥹
Go back your favs African, go make them Latin, go make them indigenous , go make them Arab or desi , go make them eastern Asian, go make them more culturally Caucasian WHOOO FUCKING CARES!
Nobody is stripping any character from their canon or whatever; esp when a majority of mainstream characters DONT EVEN HAVE A SET ETHNICITY!! MOST OF THEM R FREE FOR ALLS OR ALREADY HIGHLY MISCHARACTERIZED BY THE FANDOM!!
THIS IS MY CHANCE TO SPREAD WASIAN LIU AND JEFF PROPAGANDA! 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ (hcs below)
give me wasian liu and jeff who grew up speaking mostly english bc their parents wanted them to be more properly “integrated” into the white neighborhood they moved to
give me wasian liu and jeff who ate traditional meals at home but upon being laughed at, switched to only bringing sandwiches to school
WASIAN LIU AND JEFF WHO TALK SHIT TO EACH OTHER IN CANTONESE!!!! IT PISSES EVERYONE ELSE OFF BC THEY DONT KNOW IT!! it’s not perfect but it’s enough to understand each other and leave everyone else out of the conversation
jeff who got his thick black hair and liu who got his light olive skin from their chinese roots. jeff loves it btw he always brags he doesn’t have to dye it to get it to be that pitch black midnight color
jeff who one day speaks canto to liu and everyone is completely aghast bc this mf can barely articulate himself properly in english without using a curse word so how is he perfectly pronouncing shit in a whole other language???
liu who probably spent a lot of his free time learning some more canto to connect w his roots :’)
give me them my babies i love them
(and while we’re on the subject i’m also gonna push mexican nina propaganda)
sometimes i’ll open my notes app to write and then see the draft of 5 chapters i have of a sequel to a date with death that i started writing shortly after the DLC came out and subway by chappell roan starts playing in my head
thinking abt cat-coded ej, dog-coded habit, and fox-coded reader. ᝰᏪᝰ✍︎
cat-coded jack who notices that prey is being picked off in his territory. he wouldn’t have noticed nor would he have minded if not for the mess the new predator is leaving. carcasses, blood, the animal hide, and sometimes even organs are often strewn across the forest floor with the blood creating a grotesque scene that leaves a sickening stench in the air.
he hated it. he wasn’t proud of his diet but at least he ate with dignity. this was just plain wasteful.
cat-coded jack who one day finds you, scavenging on the scraps and licking your fingers clean of the blood from the organs you scooped up. jack is immediately set on edge and irritated; it must be you making the mess, you who keeps ruining his hunts.
fox-coded reader who just tilts their head and denies making the mess, but whose ears perk up when jack mentions he hunts. sounds like a free dinner in your opinion— that is, if he’s willing to share the parts he doesn’t finish.
fox-coded reader who lets jack believe it’s them making a mess of the forest for a little while, following him around and leeching off his kills while keeping him company, until jack finds a fresh mess you couldn’t have possibly made— you’d been with him all day, so why is the meat still fresh? why is the body still warm?
dog-coded habit who tumbles out of the bushes with a rabbit in his mouth. he shakes his head vigorously, splattering viscera carelessly. he wasn’t even eating it, just making a mess for fun.
dog-coded habit who looks up, cocks his head, spits out his kill, and licks his lips.
thinking abt cat-coded ej, dog-coded habit, and fox-coded reader. ᝰᏪᝰ✍︎
cat-coded jack who notices that prey is being picked off in his territory. he wouldn’t have noticed nor would he have minded if not for the mess the new predator is leaving. carcasses, blood, the animal hide, and sometimes even organs are often strewn across the forest floor with the blood creating a grotesque scene that leaves a sickening stench in the air.
he hated it. he wasn’t proud of his diet but at least he ate with dignity. this was just plain wasteful.
cat-coded jack who one day finds you, scavenging on the scraps and licking your fingers clean of the blood from the organs you scooped up. jack is immediately set on edge and irritated; it must be you making the mess, you who keeps ruining his hunts.
fox-coded reader who just tilts their head and denies making the mess, but whose ears perk up when jack mentions he hunts. sounds like a free dinner in your opinion— that is, if he’s willing to share the parts he doesn’t finish.
fox-coded reader who lets jack believe it’s them making a mess of the forest for a little while, following him around and leeching off his kills while keeping him company, until jack finds a fresh mess you couldn’t have possibly made— you’d been with him all day, so why is the meat still fresh? why is the body still warm?
dog-coded habit who tumbles out of the bushes with a rabbit in his mouth. he shakes his head vigorously, splattering viscera carelessly. he wasn’t even eating it, just making a mess for fun.
dog-coded habit who looks up, cocks his head, spits out his kill, and licks his lips.
Characters: ticci toby, eyeless jack, masky, hoodie, jeff the killer, homicidal liu, laughing jack
Warnings / Content: in these scenarios they’re on a ban bc you guys are fighting. i don’t specify WHY you’re fighting but i include themes of unhealthiness and a bit of toxicity. nothing crazy but let’s remember we’re dealing with unhinged manics and their boss is a faceless guy who torments them mentally, k?
ticci toby:
- you may as well have told him you slaughtered all who he holds near because he’s UPSET
- he does his best to respect your wishes but he’s actively crashing out in his head
- i hc toby experiences a lot of black and white thinking so while he tries not to take it out on you he’s sooooo devastated and angry at the same time
- he doesn’t do well with these types of punishments; specifically ones that dangle the shame over his head so he’s trapped in a loop of guilt (not to say that you’re unjustified in setting these boundaries, it’s just how his head works— how black and white thinking works. it’s often irrational, unfair, and cranks emotions up to 100)
- he can’t forget he made you mad and make the feeling fuck off for a while because the knowledge that he can’t kiss you will constantly remind him of his fuck up
- i truly do think he wouldn’t wanna take it out on you though so i can see him leaving to give you some space and blow off some steam for a few hours
- he’ll probably just hack at some trees or destroy junk and kick over trashcans
- no one dies thankfully
- being with you has taught him a lot about patience and restraint, if he were in a more fragile or unhealed state of mind he’d probably escalate the situation into a screaming match
- our boy has come so far, instead of yelling at you he’s yelling at plants ❤️
- i know to some “it’s not that deep” to be put on a kiss ban
- but for toby it becomes less about the kiss and more about the fact that he hurt you so bad you want THAT much distance from him
- he takes it as a personal insult or as something you’re doing on purpose to hurt him (again!! black and white thinking, it’s irrational and spirals out of control very quickly)
- most things are ALWAYS that deep for him; he feels very deeply for you because he loves you and hurting his feelings is way easier than you’d think because of how much he loves you
- while he’s blowing off steam, he kinda has his own stages of grief. he starts out angry at you, then angry at himself, then he gets sad you guys are fighting and if it’s particularly bad he may shed a few tears at the thought of you leaving him. lots of self hatred flying around
- if he was truly in the wrong he will eventually return and apologize again (he did once when you initiated the ban)
- even if he’s not in the wrong and you’re just being petty though i can see him growing fed up with you two fighting and just apologizing. he’d rather bite the bullet than make things worse and potentially lose you
- ^ at the very least he apologizes for making you THAT upset
- he needs a kiss before the end of the night though he HATES going to bed angry
- like he deadass will not sleep and will sulk if you sleep without you guys making up
- it doesn’t sit well in his spirit at all
jeff the killer:
- you put the d1 crashout on a kiss ban???? bro good luck
- at first he doesn’t even think you’re serious and tries to kiss you but when you turn your head his whole face drops
- he’s too proud to admit, even to himself, that it bothers him so for the first hour he holds out
- “youre so fucking dramatic.”
- as he stomps away from you
- he’s loud as fuck for someone so skinny like across the house you just hear stomp stomp stomp stomp. probably muttering to himself a whole bunch of nothing too
- he goes to take his anger out on some poor soul. if it ain’t toby it’s some random victim
- “WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE 😰”
- “my partner’s pissed at me. someone’s gotta die for this. it’s not gonna be me. GO TO SLEEP.”
- stab stab stab stab
- i gotta give it to him, he lasts longer than you’d think
- but again after the first hour goes by it becomes very obvious he’s agitated
- he makes a lot of comments about how ridiculous and immature you’re being
- and if you call him out on being needy he vehemently denies it
- “no i don’t care that you won’t kiss me, but it’s about the PRINCIPLE”
- since when do you care about principles jeffrey???
- after a bit of stewing in his annoyance, he finally quietly walks over, like a reluctant cat who had been ducking you finally giving in for some contact
- “you know i don’t mean the shit i say, right?”
- he says it in an offhand tone, but the fact that he approached you at all to try and mend what he did (in this case, made a snarky and rude comment you didn’t appreciate) says he actually cares about your feelings and what you think
- he wouldn’t do it if he didn’t. it shows in the way his posture curls in on itself a little and his tone is lower than usual. there’s less of the cutting edge in his voice and more softness
- if you want to tell him off, now’s the time to do it. he won’t talk back, he’ll just quietly take it with an eye roll or a slow nod. annoyed and wanting this to be over, but listening
- it’s as close to an apology as you’re gonna wring out of him
- it’s worth the way his body relaxes when you finally do grant him a kiss though
- doesn’t even have to be a big one or on the lips, just peck his temple and he’ll scoot in closer to you to press your bodies together
homicidal liu / sully
- these two are so fun bc they’re so different
- liu is literally the definition of a sopping wet cat, him in contrast to sully is hilarious
- if liu’s on a kiss ban he looks absolutely pathetic
- “oh… ok :( it’s ok i’ll give you space”
- he’s not even trying to guilt trip you, he’s just genuinely sorry
- he’ll respect your wishes but GOD he HATESSS it
- he loves kissing you. not even on the lips necessarily; he likes to litter kisses all over your face. cheeks, forehead, temple. eats it up
- he’ll probably try apologize again but when you tell him you just need space he goes to sulk by himself until you give him the okay
- once you do, he’s attacking you, planting tiny “mwah”’s all over your face
- sully. sullivan. (derogatory)
- (is sully short for sullivan?? it is today)
- sully doesn’t take kindly to being told no
- he’s not even lovey like that but if he starts fronting while liu’s on a kiss ban he’s annoyed on liu’s behalf
- HOW DAREEEE you tell SULLY WOODS what to do
- the sky must be falling, hell is frozen over, pigs are flying, he wants a kiss and you said NO?
- mad asf. huffy asf. makes his displeasure known
- “oh so because you’re pissed at liu, you’re taking it out on me? we’re different people.”
- “i just don’t wanna love up on you guys right now. i’m still upset >:(“
- cue grumbling about how immature and unfair you’re being
- ngl i don’t even think it’s abt the kiss for him it’s the fact that he never wants it and you said no the ONE time he lowkey wants it
- i think after a while he’d pry and ask why liu is on a kiss ban in the first place
- whatever the reason may be, he’s scoffing and nodding along with you
- gossipy bitch
- he flames liu a little to get you to smile though. calls him an idiot and tells you that you have nothing to worry about because liu is an obsessed fool in love. he’s on your side, and tells you that you guys will work it out. not worried at all
- sully woods does not grovel, he wont beg and plead for a kiss
- if you give him one before he switches with liu you can see him smirk in victory. he likes that he got one before liu
hoodie:
- brian.
- tsk tsk. he hates when you’re mad at him but he should’ve thought abt that before he pissed you off
- i think it depends why you’re mad
- if it’s something smaller (especially issues that are unrelated to the operator and his “work”) he’s floundering a little and trying to appeal to your ego. he’s not the kind to beg for approval, yk? hes out of practice when it comes to groveling
- lots of repeated “‘m sorry, darlin’”s and “it won’t happen again, i promise”s
- he’s giving you that Broke Boyfriend Back Hug when you stubbornly turn away from him too. kissing you up and down your neck to butter you up (hey if it works it works)
- if it’s bigger though i think that’s when his avoidant issues come into play because he needs to get away for a minute to think by himself
- there are just some things he feels he can’t share. things that would potentially taint the way you see him, possibly forever. this feeling gets better the longer you guys date but he honestly wants to keep you as far away from his “work” as possible
- it’s already bad enough that you’re at risk for getting slendersickness (you’re a civilian in this context but even if you’re a pasta/proxy, he still keeps you at arm’s length. there’s a lot of dirty work that he’s done and a lot he’s not proud of. they’re demons that he fights on his own, even tim isn’t privy to his darkest thoughts)
- so with that being said, i think he’d tell you upfront if he refuses to do/say something
- he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings but he’s veeeeery protective of his boundaries (mentioned in another post but they’re his fragile sense of autonomy— the last bit he has really)
- he does eventually make it up to you, and the affection that follows when you finally permit it is soft, loving, and attentive. quiet apologies for not being able to give you what you really want— a look inside his head— and trying to make up for it how he can
- until then though, he won’t beg or press you to kiss him. he doesn’t want a kiss if you don’t feel like giving him one; and he also doesn’t need a kiss to know you love him (although he does love physical affection with you)
- he’ll give you as much space or time as you want, because he’d want the same from you
- the reason he keeps apologizing is more so because he feels bad abt hurting you, not bc he wants to “win” or bc he wants a kiss
masky:
- guys i’m scared
- of his disproving stare AGHHH
- i feel like his expression when he doesn’t like something is NASTYYYY omfg 💔 lord have mercy on you
- another one who refuses to go to bed angry but it’s especially because he won’t be able to get any restful sleep anyway if you’re THAT mad at him. just flopping around the entire night
- he’d rather stay up all night arguing with you than try to sleep with your back coldly turned away from him, hunched into yourself
- quite frankly not amused with your antics or your “punishment” but he won’t beg either
- ngl i think out of everyone he’s the one most willing to just let you get it out of your system
- he’ll sigh, attempt to placate you with an apology, but if you express you need space he’s understanding and leaves you be
- he gets it yk? sometimes he doesn’t want anything to do with anyone either
- don’t get me wrong he loves you more than anything— much more than himself— but it’s bc of that love he’d rather give you a few hours to collect yourself than try to force you to argue with him
- that being said though, by the time you guys are getting ready for bed, he does want it solved
- i feel like, like brian, he wants to keep you distanced from his darker thoughts and actions
- you’re the light of his life and he doesn’t want to taint you like that. he’s not trying to underestimate you but he wants to safeguard the one good thing in his life
- so there are things he’s not keen on sharing. he’s not as secretive as brian but once he feels like you’re asking too many questions he’ll gently shut you down and tell you that he doesn’t feel like talking about that stuff
- he’ll apologize— especially if it was his fault. he seems like he’d be above it but he’s really not
- it’s not this super heartfelt apology but he does mean it. a murmured “‘m sorry, peach” and his arm thrown around your neck to squeeze you close is as mushy as it’ll get
- after you let him kiss you again, he’s pretty sweet on you the next couple days— almost makes you wanna do another ban bc of how touchy he is after
eyeless jack:
- this one is rough bc while he likes physical affection he also doesn’t need it to know you love him
- you saying it is enough most of the time
- and i think he prefers cuddles to kissing anyway
- but other than that he hates that you’re upset with him the guilt is literally eating him alive
- he’s the type to hold himself TOO accountable for things. he’s really hard on himself and struggles with self forgiveness
- by the time you’re telling him you aren’t mad he’s already planning to punish himself for the next week pls make sure he’s eating right and not overworking himself :(
- you could choose to never kiss him again if you wanted, even if you did forgive him. like i said he doesn’t need a kiss to know you love him even if he does enjoy them. it isn’t about the kiss, he just feels terrible you’re that upset
- he is good about giving you space though
- he doesn’t take it personally; after all, he asks for space too sometimes. he understands there are times you just think better when you’re alone
- shame that he left to give you space without his goodbye kiss tho :(((
- he waits for you to come to him. he wants to go to you but he doesn’t want to cross boundaries or accidentally make you more upset
- he makes sure he stays easy to find; he mostly stays in his office or around the area. he wants to be there when you come back
- he’ll also wait for you initiate, once you give him a kiss though ALL bets are off
- it starts deceptively chaste but his lips stay locked on yours even after a few minutes have past. just tap him and remind him you do in fact need oxygen
- he’s right back to it after you catch your breath though
- sigh. jack with an oral fixation you mean the world to me.
laughing jack:
- he’s about to start crying what do you mean he can’t kiss his beloved sugar cane. his gummy bear. his jellybean.
- i think he’s by far the most whiney abt it and he’ll do everything but kiss you
- he’s so very sad
- he cuddles up to you and you can see him pouting, but he respects your wishes and doesn’t kiss you. he just kinda looks like a sad puppy while using your shoulder as a headrest. you’re unmoved. you’re used to his puppy eyes. you continue doing what you’re doing with no second glance to him
- he sniffles and whimpers into your shoulder, sits on the floor and hugs your leg, endlessly apologizes, nuzzles his face against any part of you he can reach. he’s in AGONY
- it’s so pathetic you may just forgive him just so he’ll stop his sniveling
- the thing abt jack is i truly don’t think he understands when he disrespects boundaries sometimes
- he doesn’t have many friends and the only people he interacts with on the daily are a bunch of weirdos (the other pastas and proxies)
- his examples for social interaction is… not great
- so if he does something that warrants you putting him on a kiss ban you’d probably have to sit him down and explain why you’re upset
- he’s still learning but he loves you and doesn’t ever wanna hurt you. he just knows he does it unintentionally sometimes
- so yes, he will honor your request and not kiss you at all but he is very much not happy about it
- he’ll whine about how mean you’re being mostly
- he’s only trying to guilt trip you a little. not to make you feel bad abt your boundaries, per say, but just enough to take pity on him and give him a lil kiss
- if what he did was especially bad i think he’d feel really bad, like enough to beat himself up in his head
- cold behavior like this makes him feel terrible because of his abandonment issues
- so make no mistake, the tears are real, and he’ll get increasingly frantic the longer it goes on
- if too long goes by and you’re still mad he’s asking stuff like “have you finally gotten sick of me?” and the like. this isn’t to guilt trip but he’s genuinely asking
- SO relieved when you finally end it. apologizes once more for good measure before attacking you with affection
- he usually isn’t the one to initiate cuddles but he will this time, he needs to be close to you for a little while
- and of course plant a million kisses all over you
𖡎𓂃 𓂃✍︎
A/N: this took me forever to write bc i keep pivoting to write one shots abt evan myers and habit. someone take everymanhybrid away from me pls
also this prompt was originally supposed to be funny or cute but then i started yapping and it transformed 🙂↕️ maybe ill do another version where it’s actually just light hearted shit
Characters: ticci toby, eyeless jack, masky, hoodie, jeff the killer, homicidal liu, laughing jack
Warnings / Content: in these scenarios they’re on a ban bc you guys are fighting. i don’t specify WHY you’re fighting but i include themes of unhealthiness and a bit of toxicity. nothing crazy but let’s remember we’re dealing with unhinged manics who have a faceless guy who torments them mentally as their boss, k?
ticci toby:
- you may as well have told him you slaughtered all who he holds near because he’s UPSET
- he does his best to respect your wishes but he’s actively crashing out in his head
- i hc toby experiences a lot of black and white thinking so while he tries not to take it out on you he’s sooooo devastated and angry at the same time
- he doesn’t do well with these types of punishments; specifically ones that dangle the shame over his head so he’s trapped in a loop of guilt (not to say that you’re unjustified in setting these boundaries, it’s just how his head works— how black and white thinking works. it’s often irrational, unfair, and cranks emotions up to 100)
- he can’t forget he made you mad and make the feeling fuck off for a while because the knowledge that he can’t kiss you will constantly remind him of his fuck up
- i truly do think he wouldn’t wanna take it out on you though so i can see him leaving to give you some space and blow off some steam for a few hours
- he’ll probably just hack at some trees or destroy junk and kick over trashcans
- no one dies thankfully
- being with you has taught him a lot about patience and restraint, if he were in a more fragile or unhealed state of mind he’d probably escalate the situation into a screaming match
- our boy has come so far, instead of yelling at you he’s yelling at plants ❤️
- i know to some “it’s not that deep” to be put on a kiss ban
- but for toby it becomes less about the kiss and more about the fact that he hurt you so bad you want THAT much distance from him
- he takes it as a personal insult or as something you’re doing on purpose to hurt him (again!! black and white thinking, it’s irrational and spirals out of control very quickly)
- most things are ALWAYS that deep for him; he feels very deeply for you because he loves you and hurting his feelings is way easier than you’d think because of how much he loves you
- while he’s blowing off steam, he kinda has his own stages of grief. he starts out angry at you, then angry at himself, then he gets sad you guys are fighting and if it’s particularly bad he may shed a few tears at the thought of you leaving him. lots of self hatred flying around
- if he was truly in the wrong he will eventually return and apologize again (he did once when you initiated the ban)
- even if he’s not in the wrong and you’re just being petty though i can see him growing fed up with you two fighting and just apologizing. he’d rather bite the bullet than make things worse and potentially lose you
- ^ at the very least he apologizes for making you THAT upset
- he needs a kiss before the end of the night though he HATES going to bed angry
- like he deadass will not sleep and will sulk if you sleep without you guys making up
- it doesn’t sit well in his spirit at all
jeff the killer:
- you put the d1 crashout on a kiss ban???? bro good luck
- at first he doesn’t even think you’re serious and tries to kiss you but when you turn your head his whole face drops
- he’s too proud to admit, even to himself, that it bothers him so for the first hour he holds out
- “youre so fucking dramatic.”
- as he stomps away from you
- he’s loud as fuck for someone so skinny like across the house you just hear stomp stomp stomp stomp. probably muttering to himself a whole bunch of nothing too
- he goes to take his anger out on some poor soul. if it ain’t toby it’s some random victim
- “WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE 😰”
- “my partner’s pissed at me. someone’s gotta die for this. it’s not gonna be me. GO TO SLEEP.”
- stab stab stab stab
- i gotta give it to him, he lasts longer than you’d think
- but again after the first hour goes by it becomes very obvious he’s agitated
- he makes a lot of comments about how ridiculous and immature you’re being
- and if you call him out on being needy he vehemently denies it
- “no i don’t care that you won’t kiss me, but it’s about the PRINCIPLE”
- since when do you care about principles jeffrey???
- after a bit of stewing in his annoyance, he finally quietly walks over, like a reluctant cat who had been ducking you finally giving in for some contact
- “you know i don’t mean the shit i say, right?”
- he says it in an offhand tone, but the fact that he approached you at all to try and mend what he did (in this case, made a snarky and rude comment you didn’t appreciate) says he actually cares about your feelings and what you think
- he wouldn’t do it if he didn’t. it shows in the way his posture curls in on itself a little and his tone is lower than usual. there’s less of the cutting edge in his voice and more softness
- if you want to tell him off, now’s the time to do it. he won’t talk back, he’ll just quietly take it with an eye roll or a slow nod. annoyed and wanting this to be over, but listening
- it’s as close to an apology as you’re gonna wring out of him
- it’s worth the way his body relaxes when you finally do grant him a kiss though
- doesn’t even have to be a big one or on the lips, just peck his temple and he’ll scoot in closer to you to press your bodies together
homicidal liu / sully
- these two are so fun bc they’re so different
- liu is literally the definition of a sopping wet cat, him in contrast to sully is hilarious
- if liu’s on a kiss ban he looks absolutely pathetic
- “oh… ok :( it’s ok i’ll give you space”
- he’s not even trying to guilt trip you, he’s just genuinely sorry
- he’ll respect your wishes but GOD he HATESSS it
- he loves kissing you. not even on the lips necessarily; he likes to litter kisses all over your face. cheeks, forehead, temple. eats it up
- he’ll probably try apologize again but when you tell him you just need space he goes to sulk by himself until you give him the okay
- once you do, he’s attacking you, planting tiny “mwah”’s all over your face
- sully. sullivan. (derogatory)
- (is sully short for sullivan?? it is today)
- sully doesn’t take kindly to being told no
- he’s not even lovey like that but if he starts fronting while liu’s on a kiss ban he’s annoyed on liu’s behalf
- HOW DAREEEE you tell SULLY WOODS what to do
- the sky must be falling, hell is frozen over, pigs are flying, he wants a kiss and you said NO?
- mad asf. huffy asf. makes his displeasure known
- “oh so because you’re pissed at liu, you’re taking it out on me? we’re different people.”
- “i just don’t wanna love up on you guys right now. i’m still upset >:(“
- cue grumbling about how immature and unfair you’re being
- ngl i don’t even think it’s abt the kiss for him it’s the fact that he never wants it and you said no the ONE time he lowkey wants it
- i think after a while he’d pry and ask why liu is on a kiss ban in the first place
- whatever the reason may be, he’s scoffing and nodding along with you
- gossipy bitch
- he flames liu a little to get you to smile though. calls him an idiot and tells you that you have nothing to worry about because liu is an obsessed fool in love. he’s on your side, and tells you that you guys will work it out. not worried at all
- sully woods does not grovel, he wont beg and plead for a kiss
- if you give him one before he switches with liu you can see him smirk in victory. he likes that he got one before liu
hoodie:
- brian.
- tsk tsk. he hates when you’re mad at him but he should’ve thought abt that before he pissed you off
- i think it depends why you’re mad
- if it’s something smaller (especially issues that are unrelated to the operator and his “work”) he’s floundering a little and trying to appeal to your ego. he’s not the kind to beg for approval, yk? hes out of practice when it comes to groveling
- lots of repeated “‘m sorry, darlin’”s and “it won’t happen again, i promise”s
- he’s giving you that Broke Boyfriend Back Hug when you stubbornly turn away from him too. kissing you up and down your neck to butter you up (hey if it works it works)
- if it’s bigger though i think that’s when his avoidant issues come into play because he needs to get away for a minute to think by himself
- there are just some things he feels he can’t share. things that would potentially taint the way you see him, possibly forever. this feeling gets better the longer you guys date but he honestly wants to keep you as far away from his “work” as possible
- it’s already bad enough that you’re at risk for getting slendersickness (you’re a civilian in this context but even if you’re a pasta/proxy, he still keeps you at arm’s length. there’s a lot of dirty work that he’s done and a lot he’s not proud of. they’re demons that he fights on his own, even tim isn’t privy to his darkest thoughts)
- so with that being said, i think he’d tell you upfront if he refuses to do/say something
- he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings but he’s veeeeery protective of his boundaries (mentioned in another post but they’re his fragile sense of autonomy— the last bit he has really)
- he does eventually make it up to you, and the affection that follows when you finally permit it is soft, loving, and attentive. quiet apologies for not being able to give you what you really want— a look inside his head— and trying to make up for it how he can
- until then though, he won’t beg or press you to kiss him. he doesn’t want a kiss if you don’t feel like giving him one; and he also doesn’t need a kiss to know you love him (although he does love physical affection with you)
- he’ll give you as much space or time as you want, because he’d want the same from you
- the reason he keeps apologizing is more so because he feels bad abt hurting you, not bc he wants to “win” or bc he wants a kiss
masky:
- guys i’m scared
- of his disproving stare AGHHH
- i feel like his expression when he doesn’t like something is NASTYYYY omfg 💔 lord have mercy on you
- another one who refuses to go to bed angry but it’s especially because he won’t be able to get any restful sleep anyway if you’re THAT mad at him. just flopping around the entire night
- he’d rather stay up all night arguing with you than try to sleep with your back coldly turned away from him, hunched into yourself
- quite frankly not amused with your antics or your “punishment” but he won’t beg either
- ngl i think out of everyone he’s the one most willing to just let you get it out of your system
- he’ll sigh, attempt to placate you with an apology, but if you express you need space he’s understanding and leaves you be
- he gets it yk? sometimes he doesn’t want anything to do with anyone either
- don’t get me wrong he loves you more than anything— much more than himself— but it’s bc of that love he’d rather give you a few hours to collect yourself than try to force you to argue with him
- that being said though, by the time you guys are getting ready for bed, he does want it solved
- i feel like, like brian, he wants to keep you distanced from his darker thoughts and actions
- you’re the light of his life and he doesn’t want to taint you like that. he’s not trying to underestimate you but he wants to safeguard the one good thing in his life
- so there are things he’s not keen on sharing. he’s not as secretive as brian but once he feels like you’re asking too many questions he’ll gently shut you down and tell you that he doesn’t feel like talking about that stuff
- he’ll apologize— especially if it was his fault. he seems like he’d be above it but he’s really not
- it’s not this super heartfelt apology but he does mean it. a murmured “‘m sorry, peach” and his arm thrown around your neck to squeeze you close is as mushy as it’ll get
- after you let him kiss you again, he’s pretty sweet on you the next couple days— almost makes you wanna do another ban bc of how touchy he is after
eyeless jack:
- this one is rough bc while he likes physical affection he also doesn’t need it to know you love him
- you saying it is enough most of the time
- and i think he prefers cuddles to kissing anyway
- but other than that he hates that you’re upset with him the guilt is literally eating him alive
- he’s the type to hold himself TOO accountable for things. he’s really hard on himself and struggles with self forgiveness
- by the time you’re telling him you aren’t mad he’s already planning to punish himself for the next week pls make sure he’s eating right and not overworking himself :(
- you could choose to never kiss him again if you wanted, even if you did forgive him. like i said he doesn’t need a kiss to know you love him even if he does enjoy them. it isn’t about the kiss, he just feels terrible you’re that upset
- he is good about giving you space though
- he doesn’t take it personally; after all, he asks for space too sometimes. he understands there are times you just think better when you’re alone
- shame that he left to give you space without his goodbye kiss tho :(((
- he waits for you to come to him. he wants to go to you but he doesn’t want to cross boundaries or accidentally make you more upset
- he makes sure he stays easy to find; he mostly stays in his office or around the area. he wants to be there when you come back
- he’ll also wait for you initiate, once you give him a kiss though ALL bets are off
- it starts deceptively chaste but his lips stay locked on yours even after a few minutes have passed. just tap him and remind him you do in fact need oxygen
- he’s right back to it after you catch your breath though
- sigh. jack with an oral fixation you mean the world to me.
laughing jack:
- he’s about to start crying what do you mean he can’t kiss his beloved sugar cane. his gummy bear. his jellybean.
- i think he’s by far the most whiney abt it and he’ll do everything but kiss you
- he’s so very sad
- he cuddles up to you and you can see him pouting, but he respects your wishes and doesn’t kiss you. he just kinda looks like a sad puppy while using your shoulder as a headrest. you’re unmoved. you’re used to his puppy eyes. you continue doing what you’re doing with no second glance to him
- he sniffles and whimpers into your shoulder, sits on the floor and hugs your leg, endlessly apologizes, nuzzles his face against any part of you he can reach. he’s in AGONY
- it’s so pathetic you may just forgive him just so he’ll stop his sniveling
- the thing abt jack is i truly don’t think he understands when he disrespects boundaries sometimes
- he doesn’t have many friends and the only people he interacts with on the daily are a bunch of weirdos (the other pastas and proxies)
- his examples for social interaction is… not great
- so if he does something that warrants you putting him on a kiss ban you’d probably have to sit him down and explain why you’re upset
- he’s still learning but he loves you and doesn’t ever wanna hurt you. he just knows he does it unintentionally sometimes
- so yes, he will honor your request and not kiss you at all but he is very much not happy about it
- he’ll whine about how mean you’re being mostly
- he’s only trying to guilt trip you a little. not to make you feel bad abt your boundaries, per say, but just enough to take pity on him and give him a lil kiss
- if what he did was especially bad i think he’d feel really bad, like enough to beat himself up in his head
- cold behavior like this makes him feel terrible because of his abandonment issues
- so make no mistake, the tears are real, and he’ll get increasingly frantic the longer it goes on
- if too long goes by and you’re still mad he’s asking stuff like “have you finally gotten sick of me?” and the like. this isn’t to guilt trip but he’s genuinely asking
- SO relieved when you finally end it. apologizes once more for good measure before attacking you with affection
- he usually isn’t the one to initiate cuddles but he will this time, he needs to be close to you for a little while
- and of course plant a million kisses all over you
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A/N: this took me forever to write bc i keep pivoting to write one shots abt evan myers and habit. someone take everymanhybrid away from me pls
also this prompt was originally supposed to be funny or cute but then i started yapping and it transformed 🙂↕️ maybe ill do another version where it’s actually just light hearted shit
the thought of insecure tim keeps me up at night </3
tim who looks at you with apologetic love. like he's sorry to be the one you're stuck with. to be the one you wake up to in the mornings.
he knows what kind of a man he is — brutal, cruel, undeserving. the kind of man that shouldn't get to have the privilege of a romantic relationship. of gentle hands to patch him up when he comes home with a new bruise forming on his knuckles, new crusted blood stuck beneath his blunt nails.
the shame keeps him up at night. makes him build the walls around his cold heart just a little higher. he thinks you could do better. that you should do better. but you're persistent, and he starves for affection — just a little more than he thinks he doesn't deserve it.
so when your fingers find his face and tilt his gaze back toward your own, when his shame-filled eyes land on you and you look at him like he's worthy of the warmth that comes with love — he knows he can't resist you any longer.
his hesitant hands find the soft skin of your waist and he's pulling you close despite his conscience screaming that he hasn't earned it, that there's hundreds of people who'll never feel again because of him alone. hundreds of families grieving, torn apart.
but then your lips meet his and it all becomes irrelevant. your arms around his shoulders, your grounding weight in his lap.
for tonight he'll push those thoughts away and give in to the quiet cravings he's been fighting to hide.
Content / Tags: fluffy fic abt habit and his favorite rabbit being domestic in these trying times 🙂↕️ , 1.6k words
You sit criss cross on the floor of Habit’s closet, staring up at the wall. You’re wearing comfy pajamas; baggy t-shirt, sweats, fuzzy socks. This was a very laid back day, after all, so you were dressed appropriately for the occasion. Habit has been away since this morning and wouldn’t be back for another hour. Dinner is already prepped and warming the house from the oven. You cleaned until no mysterious stains remained. You even reorganized and cleaned some of his favorite knives. Thus, you allowed yourself to indulge in some curiosity for being such a good homemaker, and took a seat in his closet; a little peek into his head.
Habit owns a lot of hats.
Your eyes trail along the ones on the wall; baseball caps, beanies, two— no, three fedoras (you considered burning them— just briefly). If you didn’t know him, you’d think he just liked wearing them and leave it at that.
But you knew him better than that. You were very intimately acquainted with the animal that’s nestled underneath his skin.
It made sense, right? To instinctively protect your head. It’s the control center for 4 out of 5 of your senses, and it’s where the brain is housed. It was no wonder that Habit couldn’t leave the house without one. They made him feel secure. Untouchable.
Even though they are, in fact, just hats.
You hear the jostling of keys and a door opening, cutting through the quiet. When you stand and quietly pad down the stairs, you see Habit locking the door behind him with a duffle bag in his hand. He’s mumbling something to himself, never having quite broken the habit of talking to himself even with the company of you and his cats. He drops his duffel bag. It makes an odd sloshing sound… You’re not eager about cleaning that later.
When he meets your gaze, a fanged smile crosses his face. “Hello, rabbit.”
“Hello, Habit.” You greet with a slight bow of your head. There’s blood stains on some of his clothes, but he doesn’t really seem to care, walking deeper into the house, greeting his cats as he does. You turn your gaze toward the duffel bag and sigh, tsking as you walk over. You suppose you can take the opportunity to put his knives away.
When you return to the bedroom, the knives now cleaned off and placed neatly with the rest of his collection, Habit has changed into clothes that aren’t bloodstained; or at the very least, he’s shed his outer layers. His hoodie was discarded into the laundry basket and he’s swapped his jeans for sweats. He was staying in for the night, officially, now that he’s changed. He paces up and down the room, like a caged animal, as he fiddles with a camcorder in his hand.
“Habit?” You ask, walking over to the laundry basket; noting what’s stained and how much. It was practically stuffed with hoodies.
“What?” He grunts, popping in and out memory cards.
“Do you get cold a lot?” You ask, your fingers trailing over the hoodie in the basket. You look up at his silence and turn to him. He’s staring at you with furrowed brows.
“What?”
“You like wearing layers. Hoodies. Button ups. You know? Is it because you’re cold?” You tilt your head, asking genuinely.
“I don’t get cold, lamb, you know this.” He tuts. “You noticing shit again? Analyzing my closet now? Freaks me the fuck out when you do that, babe.”
He doesn’t mean it; you know that. Honestly, there’s probably nothing in this world you could do to “freak him out”— at least in the way “freaking someone out” would be meaningful. But you do notice that he seems to take it as a personal challenge when you start “noticing shit”, as he puts it. You don’t blame him. You understand that feeling like a bug under a microscope is a stomach turning feeling that makes you want to gnash your teeth.
“I’m sorry.” You aren’t. But you say it anyway to placate him, to remind him that you taking a peak at his inner world is out of endearment, not malice.
“Just keep your beady little eyes on your own closet, ‘kay?”
He plops down on his bed, and you walk over, stopping in front of him. You tilt your head. His hat has a blood stain. He tips his head back, meeting your gaze and sighing to himself like you were a needy child.
“What is it, bunny?”
“Your hat.” You raise your hand, slowly, his eyes tracking it as it lands on the brim. “Blood. I’ll clean it.” You start to ease it off and his hand catches your wrist. For a second, there’s a wild look in his eyes that makes your stomach flip. He stares, searching for something, his eyes jumping around your face. He doesn’t seem to find it, because he releases your wrist, maintaining eye contact with you.
You ease the hat off of his head, his hair spilling and flowing across his forehead. It had gotten quite long, having been a while since Habit really sat down to cut it. He usually just tucks it into his hat and goes on his way. Your hand skims over his forehead, pushing bangs from his eyes.
A smile tugs at your lips. Is it weird to say that your demonic, sadistic, and evil force of nature gave you cuteness aggression?
“Careful.” He mutters in faux warning, eyes narrowed but pupils dilated. Protective of his head, even now, with his closest confidant. You’ll simply have to show him he has nothing to fear, and that you aren’t a threat.
You start by tucking his bangs back behind his ears, and then tracing underneath them slowly. You avoid the back of his neck and temples; you don’t think he’d appreciate being touched there. But you do work your way up toward the top of his head, nails buried in his hair and itching against his scalp.
He looked bored at first; indifferent to your attention. However, you can see the moment something changed in his expression. His eyes fluttered before he forced them back open to continue his nonchalance, still staring up at you through lashes. You rub in slow and gentle circles, a careful middle between massaging and actual petting. You enjoy it too; an opportunity to dote is nice, especially when he’s not being a jerk about it. You glance down again, checking on him, and almost pause when you get a good look at his face.
You’ve only seen Habit this relaxed when he’s asleep; and even then, he sleeps light and scrunches his face at the slightest movement or sound. His eyes were shut, lashes delicately splayed on his cheeks, and his entire expression was slack. There was no scowl, snarl, or even cruel smile twisting his face into those expressions you’ve grown to know and feel fondness for.
Habit loved control. Needed it. Thrived on it. But right now, you could be fooled into thinking otherwise.
When your hand caresses down his cheek to scratch under his chin— mostly so you could tilt his head up and drink in that serene expression some more— Habit subtlety tilts his head, chasing your hand and baring his neck to give you better access. Your other hand continues massaging that lovely spot on the top of his head.
Then, there’s a faint vibration under your hand. It’s barely there and you don’t notice it at first, but after a moment, you can also hear a quiet chuffing-like sound. You tilt your head, not stopping your movements.
Not purring; it’s not quite a steady or deep enough vibration to be purring. But it can count as what you recognize as a pleasure growl, something that some canines do. You continue, the chuffing not stopping for a moment.
“Does that feel good, Habs?” You coo softly, not able to help yourself.
He responds with a grunt, pushing into your hand more like your words were interrupting his little bubble of bliss. You smile.
“I didn’t know you did that.” He squints his eyes open at you when you say that, and furrows his eyebrows when he sees the affectionate smile on your face. He becomes aware of himself all at once, his eyes widening a little before he clears his throat, cutting the chuffing off. He averts his gaze, moving his chin away from your hand that was still scritching it. Weak point noted.
Your other hand was still tangled in his hair, thumb moving back and forth. “You didn’t have to stop, I liked it.”
“Shut up.” He mutters firmly with a little eye roll.
“I’m serious, it’s cu—“ Your words were cut off with a little yelp as he abruptly stands up and grabs you by the hips, tossing you down onto the bed. He climbs over you and presses a firm, silencing kiss to your lips. When he pulls back, his forehead against yours, he squints down at you.
“Shut up.” he says again, a little softer this time.
“I really love that you do that, Habs.” you say in a soft tone, smiling, pushing his hair from his face. Your hand sneaks under his chin again. A growl layered over a chuff rumbles through him before he nips at your fingers. He lays down next to you on the bed and pulls you into his chest, holding you hostage.
That was fine. You got what you came for— confirmation that Habit’s head was sensitive and the only one allowed to touch it was you. With that in mind, you curl into him and let him hold you for a bit before dinner.
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A/N: i was rewatching some bits of EMH and there’s a scene where evan tells vinnie that if vinnie has to fight habit, to aim for his head because, according to him, it makes habit “a little nuclear” when he gets attacked on the head. i love that little detail so much, the smaller details of the series are so well thought out and the allusions to habit’s animalistic nature are always present, even in the little things!
anyways another quick note, i wrote this drabble mostly to practice capturing habit’s personality. im working on a longer fic but he stumps me sometimes; i wrote this as a warm up before i wrote chapter 1 of the longer fic and i feel more comfortable writing him now. so, more habit stuff to come!
the “hello, rabbit” and “hello, habit” thing is a reference to the longer fic. i know “hello” sounds oddly formal but i promise it’ll make more sense once i get around to posting it haha. this is a taste of what reader and habit’s dynamic will look like, lmk what you think!
timothy “is that rosswood or is that YOU” wright who genuinely gets pissy w you when you’re not taking care of yourself properly because how dare you not take care of the person he loves most in this world. how dare you.
you tell him you haven’t eaten all day and he’s shaking his head and heaving a heavy sigh like you told him bad news. he fixes himself a plate of whatever he can throw together in less than 20 minutes and drags you over to the table. plops you on his knee and spoon feeds you every bite because you “apparently can’t do it yourself”.
mention something about being thirsty and he’ll snark about how if you’re that thirsty you must’ve went too long with no water. gives you the water bottle he decked toby for taking a sip out of yesterday because he doesn’t like sharing it.
physically doesn’t let you overwork yourself. if he even catches a hint that you’re tired, you’re going to bed. he’ll throw you over his shoulder if he has to, and shushes you when you protest; “can’t do good work when you’re tired anyway. go to sleep.”
has the audacity to pin you down with his body weight too.
what kind of man would he be if he couldn’t even take care of his partner? married or not, in his mind, it’s his job to take care of you; even on days where you wont take care of yourself
