Now that YKMET is out, I've been beating myself up over the fact I dont have 15 bucks for a game at the moment, but hell, I can still write a drabble! Horny bitches never give up!
So like, a Beastkin reader getting their tail yanked mid-fuck cause I'm freaky like that
Strade
Strade does it cause its fun and it hurts you, he relishes in the sharp yip you let out as he grabs the base with enough effort to bruise and yanks you back against him when you try to crawl away from him. He uses it like a lever to force you back against his rough thrusts. Honestly though, he appreciates the effort you take to try and crawl away, its cute! For him, at least. If you want him to stop though (or loosen his grip) just stop trying to crawl away, the least you could do is TRY to enjoy it, even if his knife is hilt deep in your bicep. (Don't worry, once hes done he'll stitch you right back up, he's not THAT cruel (... he is))
Ren
Ren would only do it if hes worked up, as he knows what its like, and knows its not pleasant, but god he just can't help himself! This happens especially when hes in rut (or heat, whatever you call it), one hand is holding the base of your tail and using it to grind you back against every thrust and the other is moving between groping at your chest and rubbing at your crotch. He won't stop till you're nice n knotted and leaking his cum, so you're gonna be there a while, good luck soldier.
Lawrence
Lawrence doesn't have that high of a libido, naturally, and the only scenario I can see him tugging on your tail would be if hes frustrated. If you keep squirming and trying to wriggle away he gives it a small yank as a warning for you to go still, limp like he likes it, if you KEEP squirming however, prepare for his hands to wrap around your throat and choke you out till you pass out.
Kinktober has been upon us for a while, so I've been writing these babies up in my free time hehe
I'll def post some more for funsies in other fandoms, but here are these!
TW: It's btd and tpof so what is there not... sexual content, dub/noncon mentions, too many kinks to list fr
If you ain't a fan or aren't 18+ MOVE ALONG
Ren (btd2) :3
Primal play, obvi
Chases you around the house, tries to corner you in the basement, because of all the “fun toys” down there (only a few are fun for you lol)
He’s gonna bite, scratch, make you bleed, and cuddle you later, admiring any marks he left
He’s a verse, so it really depends on whether you’re behaving and his mood
Subby him is very cute
Tug on his ears, tail, he doesn’t even try to hide how much he enjoys being your “pet”
I’d like to think he makes lil fox noises when he’s overstimulated; little yips which he toooootally won’t find embarrassing until later
Yes, he has a knot
Yes, you’re getting that every time
Yes, I think he’s got the prettiest dick of all of Gatobob’s characters– WHAT ABOUT IT
Bro WILL put you in a maid's dress
He’ll also wear one for you if you ask ;3
He’s the sweetest and gives the best aftercare, always murmuring praises and apologies, even if injuries are “for your own good.”
Loves when you call him baby boy
Gets pouty if you call him puppy
"I'm a fox! >:3" which is true lol
Ride him until he cums inside a few times, though, and he won't care WHAT you call him
He's a big fan of overstimulation, mostly on him
Especially if you're "punishing him," he wants you to use his dick until he's shooting blanks
His dick gets really flushed when he's excited; towards the tip, this rosy red, glistening with thick precum
Fav position is mating press, it gets him going like nothing else
He will fold you for hours, just hitting your sweet spot over and over until he's "bred" you enough
Lawrence
I don’t see sex with Lawrence being super often, once a week TOPS for this man
I wouldn’t say ace spectrum, just low sex drive vibes
But when he gets down, he’s a FREAK
I think a verse that leans towards dominant, but likes to be on top
Def has a thing for choking; takes it too far half the time
He “likes when you stop breathing”....okay, weirdoooo
Gets a little mean when he’s about to cum, but then whimpers like a bitch :D
“Shit— fuckin…stay still…st–stay still! *puts his hands around your throat, a scowl painted across his face, before leaning down to moan into the pillow next to your head*”
Sometimes he will want you to roleplay as a corpse, which, if you’re down for that yay, if not I don’t think he’d push it too much
He is into somnophilia, though, specifically with you being the one sleeping/pretending
Prefers receiving head to giving; he finds giving anxiety-inducing lol
He's kinda bad at it anyway (both sucking dick and eating cunt), fucking loser...God, I love him for it...
He has cried exactly once during sex...you still don't know why, but he gets mad if you bring it up
Seldom lets you shower with him, scary ass hoe, but if you get in there, he is super shy
You can get away with doing a little reach-around action and jerk him off from behind
His tall ass starts shaking when you pull that
Honestly, in any position where he doesn't make eye contact, he gets a lot more expressive
Strade
Sex all the time, whether you want it or not, you’re lucky he even kept you
Tops almost always
Obviously a sadist, hardcore
You have to beg him not to fuck your wounds half the time
If you shower, you honestly have to prep to wash up twice cuz he’s gonna fuck you against the wall
At least he can’t dunk your head under water
Threesomes with ren all the time mwahaha
Softer in the morning sex, so best to try and drain him then
He’ll often let you ride him at times like those, or he’ll spoon you and fuck you from behind
Likes to watch you and Ren fuck, plain and simple
I think he’s a huge fan of giving and receiving head
To get him in a mood? Suck him off nice and slow, but gag a ton and breathe as little as possible
If he’s in a good mood? He’ll eat/suck the FUCK out of you. Over and over until you’re shaking, and even then, he might end up fucking you roughly
But sometimes he just gives head and admires your reactions
If ur afab...PERIOD AH PERIOD UH (aka period sex, it turns him on so much it's gross)
Probably gonna piss on you at some point, better than in u tho
Derek
Going off of the “Derek took you home” ending mwahaha
You’re getting fucked EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
You’re always gonna be subbing even if he yanks your ass on top and makes you ride him
Raw. Next question
Aka, if you’re afab, he gave you an IUD with that tracker.
“Like I’ll let some useless whore ruin my life with a kid!”
He almost always wants you begging, even if you’re enjoying it, you'd better act like you’re in pain or he’s gonna make it hurt
Sadistic af, you’re almost always bleeding
An upside is he does like to watch you cum, so you’ll finish most of the time
Seeing you lose it gives him an ego boost, like even if you hate him, he’s still making you cum, so boom double fun
Also, he can be really soft from time to time when he’s tired from work
Exhaustion from his dad can either lead to the beating of your life, or Derek's version of love…kinda
When he’s tired and feeling attached to you, he’ll just make you blow him and then cuddle him and order alcohol for you both
He says he loves you a lot when he's wasted, and might even cry to you about how much he needs you while fucking you terribly
He'll beat you if you bring it up, tho, so don't say nothin
Probably has a thing for public sex, too
He'll take you to parties, the casino, anywhere really, and fuck you right in front of everyone
Mason
Two words. Size. Difference.
Assuming you’re not the same size as him at least erm sorry for those over 6’5
He’s got a thing for chasing you down and fucking you in the woods, as we’ve seen
Sometimes he’ll switch it up and haul you back to the cabin to fuck the shit out of you; man is proud with the “meat” he brought back
Speaking of meat…HHEHEHEHEHE
He’s average length wise but THICK as fuck
You stretch painfully every time he fucks you because he almost always rushes into it
More “animalistic” if he just puts it in rather than prepping you, he says
Rips clothes like it is nobody's business
Secretly gets off on how his clothes swamp you and make you smell like him
Aftercare is actually pretty good here ("Ooooo this is noiceeee! Gurllllll")
Always gives you hearty food and water after, tea if it's cold outside
The morning after he cooks something especially reguvinating so you have your strength for more hunts ;) and cuz he liiiiikes you hehe
Cockwarms almost always after cumming in you
He has walked back to the cabin, carrying you with his dick inside you, because he didn't wanna pull out
You're still getting hunted in the winter btw, that will not end unfortunately
He will always give you a nice warm bath and cuddles after, though, so you don't get frostbite
He's a strong ass man, so he fucks you standing often
Either that or from behind, he's not the biggest fan of missionary but if you beg enough he'll do it
Ceilia
MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY
Can y’all tell she’s one of my favs…hehe
She is always dominant, even if you’re on top you are in absolutely NO control
Especially if you’re a man/masc presenting, she’s gonna love making you her bitch (WE LOVE OUR CANONICAL MISANGRIST)
Don’t worry, girlies! She will still gonna crush you <3
She’ll step on you in the fiercest pair of stilettos and then coo that you’re her “pretty little pet”
Let’s be honest she’s gonna make you paint her toenails (the color of your eyes if she’s feeling sappy), and after it dries she’ll have you massage and suck each one
Not full-on foot fetish, she just likes feeling above you
If you’re good she’ll let you suck her tits
If you’re bad you aint touchin her for a WEEK
Unless it’s to eat her out but even then maybe not
You're getting the strap no matter your gender
The one she uses will usually be a pristine, clear, 6 inch dildo, but she has MANY others
Same with toys; vibrators, wands/rabbits, butt plugs, etc
Back to my first point, she'll make you call her mommy
Or ma'am, but mostly mommy
If you have a dick, expect CBT
Less likely to have your puss tormented if you have one, but don't push it
Domestic sex is not frequent, but if you're in that ending where you run away together, sometimes, if she wakes up after a good night's rest, coffee and breakfast made, it'll be nice, slow, and loving
Edit : I can’t believe I forgot to add my ending gift but here we go ITS LITTLE RENNNN
Boyfriend To Death/The Price Of Flesh Sleeping Headcanons 🌙💤🛌
Hello everyone! In between fics I have been working on some headcanons, like this one, for your reading pleasure. :) It's some bedtime/sleeping arrangement scenarios feat. you and our favorite murderous companions. <3 It’s dedicated to all the sleepy individuals out there that just want to hit the hay and snooze the day away-I feel you and you are valid. Also there is a bonus plushie headcanon for each character because why not! If you don’t have at least stuffed creature on your bed, this is your sign to love yourself. Go acquire a friend and snuggle up with him, I demand it. ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ
DUE TO THE NATURE OF THESE HEADCANONS AND THE SOURCE MATERIAL, 18+ ONLY PLEASE!
Warnings: abuse/abusive relationships, noncon/dubcon, forced cuddling, forced interaction, forced relationships, implied kidnapping, being held against your will, reader is threatened and hurt, mentions of/implied sex, very lightly edited.
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Ren/Fox🦊
· Exceptionally clingy when he sleeps. Honestly like a suction cup. Regardless of if he’s the little or big spoon, he’ll be latched to you the whole night. Wiggle and complain as much as you like, he’s not relinquishing his hold.
· Even if you two are just taking a little nap together, he always has to have some kind of skin contact with you. Holding hands, cuddling, a limb draped over you, something. He needs the reminder that you are there and that you aren’t going anywhere, he can’t sleep peacefully without it.
· He’s warm. Too warm, really. Uncomfortably warm. In winter this poses no problem, but during the summer it’s nearly unbearable. You need to crank the AC to keep yourself from melting into a puddle of sweat, but the added cold only makes him cling to you tighter, increasing the heat. He doesn’t seem to mind the warmth at all and takes offense if you try and voice your irritation, giving you an earful (if not worse) over how you need to be more grateful for the affection he douses you with, warning that if you don’t watch yourself, next time it snows you’ll be camping outside with nothing but the clothes on your back. We’ll see how much you miss his warmth then.
· He’s a night owl, but he also somehow always wakes up before you do. It’s not uncommon for you to be awoken by an eager beastkin shoving a homemade breakfast in your face, excited to start his day with his love by sharing breakfast in bed with you and watching anime. <3
· Though sometimes he gets a little too excited in the morning, and if that’s the case you’ll be waking up to a very handsy man pawing at you, kissing any and every place his lips can reach, pressing himself against you so you can feel just how excited he is. It’s a good thing you are in bed because by the time he’s done you’ll be so worn out you’ll need some more rest. ^^;
· Also, he is an avid fan of plushies. If you also collect them your bed is going to be 90% plushies and he is 100% going to use that as an excuse to be squeezed on the bed with you as close as physically possible so as you all can have room. None of them are allowed on the floor, no man is left behind, and he’ll make sure you all fit whether it is comfortable or not.
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Lawrence🌿
· Lawrence is the exact opposite of Ren when it comes to contact. Though he may fall asleep with you in his arms (or vice versa), he very quickly grows uncomfortable with the prolonged contact, his body used to being the sole person in his bed. Very shortly after he falls asleep, he will unconsciously push you away to try and create distance. No matter how much he may yearn for your contact in his waking hours, he has no control over his subconscious actions. Often times the shoving is much rougher than it needs to be, abruptly (and painfully) waking you up in the process.
· However, this does not deter him from making you sleep with him. Even if he ends up damn near shoving you off the bed, he wants you to be close to him for as long as and as much as possible.
· Lawrence is basically nocturnal, and even if you are also a night owl there are bound to be some times when your sleep schedules don’t fall in line with each other. He gets a little excited when you fall asleep when he is awake, taking pleasure in watching you as you slumber. The way you lay near him, completely unguarded and quiet, only the slow rise and fall of your chest denoting that you are alive at all… It does something for him. More than once you’ve woken up to him standing over you, face flushed and tears in his eyes as he’s pumping his dick to the sight of your passed out form. If you wake before he can finish himself, he’s gonna use you to complete the job.
· In fact, he just likes to stare at you while you sleep in general. He doesn’t have to feel anxious or worried of how you may perceive his gawking if you aren’t aware it’s happening to begin with. It’s a nice chance to really take in and appreciate your beauty without facing any backlash, and it comforts him to know you trust him enough to fall that deeply into slumber in his presence.
· Doesn’t really get the point of plushies and never really had a strong attachment to stuffed animals as a child, so he doesn’t have any of his own and has no desire to own any. He thinks it’s cute that you like them though, and won’t deny you if you want to take one or two to bed with you. If you gift him one, he’ll be flustered but thankful, hugging it when he is unable to hug you. The little friend is a perfect cuddle buddy for when your sleep schedules don’t align and he doesn’t want to disturb you once you have fallen asleep.
· Just be mindful that if he gets agitated or you piss him off, he’ll definitely destroy your beloved stuffies, tearing them to shreds with either his bare hands or any of the gardening tools he has lying around. He’ll instantly feel bad if you begin to cry over it, but at that point it’s too late. It’s best to stop the tears before he turns the assault towards you.
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Strade🔪
· Strade is all over the place when he sleeps. It doesn’t matter how big the bed is or how little space you take up in it, his presence is unavoidable. You can try and create as much distance as physically possible, scrunching yourself up in a corner in hopes that he doesn’t come in contact with you, and you’ll still end up with him sprawled all over you come morning.
· He’s also loud. Snoring, grunting, talking in his sleep, he’s so noisy it’s a wonder you can get any sleep at all. You get used to it after a while (you don’t have a choice), but each time he nudges you in his sleep or wakes you up with a particularly loud snore, it’s all just another unpleasant reminder you are stuck with him, unable to find tranquility even in your dreams.
· He has a tendency to latch on to and keep a close hold of whatever is closest to him while he sleeps. The moment he looks even slightly drowsy you try and stay away from him, not thrilled with the prospect of being smashed up against him for hours on end while he’s pleasantly off in dreamland. Were it anyone else or any other situation, you may find the clinginess endearing, but with Strade it’s just extremely uncomfortable and confusing. You spend the whole time unsure if you want him to wake up and let you go (and thus have to deal with an alert and active monster) or if you want to remain silent and just put up with it, thankful for the rare moment of peace.
· He sleeps the best after successfully finding and securing a new victim, the gusto and energy that he puts towards spending time with his new ‘friend’ leaves him completely spent by the end of the day. A tired Strade is usually a good thing for you-if he’s worn out, he’s less likely to bother or hurt you. However the opposite is also true, if he hasn’t been able to blow off steam in a while he’ll grow antsy and restless, and he’s bound to make his lack of sleep and overall disgruntlement your problem. Regardless, you won’t get much sleep either way, as you find no contentment in either situation.
· Though they aren’t really his thing, he is amused by your plushies. While he can see the appeal of them, the only real interest he takes in them is how you react to them. Which ones are your favorite, do you favor one character or animal over another, do you prefer the big and fluffy or small and squishy? Most importantly though, he wants to know how deeply your fondness for them extends and how/if he can use that as a persuasive tool against you in the future. Should they prove to be a promising means of coercion, prepare for quite a few new plush friends to keep you company in the future. :)
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Celia👩💼
· She’s an early riser. Not necessarily because she wants to so much as it’s engrained in her from years of putting in overtime at her corporate job. If you try and pull her back into bed she’ll gripe at you, but is secretly happy that you are willingly making yourself a scapegoat for her laziness. Though on days she absolutely has to get up early, you best be getting up right alongside her to help her get ready for the day or you will be deeply regretting it. She always takes precedence, you can sleep more when she leaves.
· She’s on edge most of the time and is overall a very light sleeper. If you snore or toss and turn too much, she’ll get pissed off and roughly shove you awake, grumbling obscenities while complaining about how annoying you are being. If she can’t sleep, she certainly isn’t going to let you sleep either.
· Even if you aren’t a noisy or restless sleeper, she’ll still find constant things to gripe about regarding your sleeping arrangement. Either you take up too much room, or you are encroaching on her personal space, or you have some other sleeping habit she finds grating that you have no control over because you are unconscious when you do it. She doesn’t ever seem overly pleased to share sleeping space with you, and you often wonder why she doesn’t just banish you to the couch or some other place to get your rest.
· And yet, she never does make you sleep elsewhere. In fact, it only makes her MORE pissed off if you suggest it, taking it as a personal offense that you don’t want to spend time with her. She won’t admit it to you, but the act of sleeping near someone she doesn’t positively loathe or who isn’t trying to use her in some way is one of the few things that really brings her peace. Even if it’s against your will, having you in bed with her soothes her. It’s honestly the best sleep she has had in ages.
· She’s not a huge cuddler, but she does like physical confirmation that you are near. Often times she’ll reach out in the night to grab your hand or drape her arm across your body, never smothering, but just enough contact to assure that you are still by her side.
· She staunchly refuses to have any stuffed animals in her bed, telling you she finds them childish and stupid (whether she actually feels this way or is just pissed you are trying to bring things into her bed that take up even more space is debatable). If she finds any plushies you are hiding she will most likely throw them away on sight. You may be able to get away with a little one, but that’s only if she doesn’t find it or is feeling extremely benevolent.
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Derek🦂
· The only time Derek shows any kind of ‘affection’ is when he sleeps. Like Strade, he likes to secure himself to things while he slumbers, and if he doesn’t fall asleep with an item (you) already in his arms at some point in the night, he will subconsciously grab onto something (also you) and not relent until he wakes the next morning.
· The way he clings to you can almost be considered sweet. Wrapping his arms around you securely, burying his face into your chest or the crux of your neck as he snuggles up against you as close as physically possible, it makes you momentarily forget what a monster the man beside you actually is. It’s almost as if he’s a child huddled up close to a parent, seeking comfort from the things that go bump in the night. The spell is broken if he happens to be awoken during one of these cuddle sessions, and he’ll take out his embarrassment over the situation by treating you even crueler than he typically does.
· One of the few niceties he allows you is sleeping in his bed as opposed to the floor-but it comes at a price. It’s an honor to be able to sleep next to him nightly in his huge, plush, expensive bed, an honor far too good for the likes of you. He expects to be compensated for his generosity, so you’d best be ready to do any and everything he asks or desires at the drop of a hat, no matter how degrading or agonizing it may be. If you want to keep this privilege while preventing as much suffering as possible, you’ll do as he says. (Then again, it’s not like he really needs your active participation to force what he wants out of you, but he does like when you obey him ‘willingly’ and has a tendency to be a smidge less cruel when you follow his instruction).
· He usually forces you to either sleep nude or in some very compromising/uncomfortable/embarrassing negligee that covers so little you mine as well BE naked. He’s a blanket hog too, and has a penchant for cranking up the AC at night, leaving your only source of warmth to be curling up beside him. You try and fight it at first, but you inevitably give in when the chill gets to be too much (also you aren’t too keen on getting ill in his presence, swallowing your pride is worth it if you can avoid more suffering).
· He will mercilessly make fun of and belittle you for any stuffed animals you may have or try to sleep with. He’ll infantilize you, asking if you need a binky to go with your stuffy, or tease that he’ll need to put you in diapers so you don’t accidentally shit the bed. However, even with all the constant mocking, he does find it kinda hot when you try and use the plushies as a shield, doing your best to conceal your sniveling face and exposed body behind the fluffy creature as he plows into you ruthlessly. The toy does a shit job shielding you, but it is hilarious to watch you try and hide yourself behind them.
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Mason🐻
· Despite everything, he’s actually probably the nicest of the lot to sleep with. He’s warm and soft, and when he holds you it’s comforting and shockingly soothing. It’s disconcerting how easily you melt into the same person that caused you so much trauma and torment, haunted by the fact that the arms that now wrap snuggly around you were not so long ago the greatest threat to your life. You don’t know whether you should be more disgusted with him for holding you with such familiarity or yourself for enjoying it as much as you do.
· The man can sleep almost anywhere. After years of surviving out in the wilderness he has honed his body to handle tough climates and all manner of conditions, granting him the ability to thrive in less than favorable environments. The man could probably fall asleep in the middle of a torrential downpour with nothing but a rock bed beneath him and come out of it completely rested.
· You aren’t expected to immediately be able to rough it. He realizes this way of life is all fairly new to you and that getting used to nights out in the wilderness has its own learning curve. Because of this, he’s actually surprisingly accommodating about the whole thing. When you camp, he makes sure to bring his best tent and sleeping bag for you to use, even though it’s a hassle to drag around and he himself has long since forgone the need for it. Though it’s nearly impossible to find comfort enough to sleep while stranded deep out in an unfamiliar forest, surrounded by nothing but the pitch black of night, all manner of voracious wild animals, and a serial killer, he does his best to make sure you are adequately cared for and as content as you can possibly be.
· However you best not slack with your survival instincts, this coddling is only a limited time deal. You proved yourself to him once by pulling through his trial, but that doesn’t mean you have a free ride forever. He’ll pamper you a bit in the ‘honeymoon’ phase, but if you grow complacent and begin to let him down… It isn’t going to be a smooth or happy time for either of you. Its best not to betray his expectations, if you do something overly stupid or otherwise show your survival was just a fluke… your sleeping arrangement is going to be the least of your concern.
· He finds your affinity for stuffed animals a bit juvenile, but also slightly endearing. He can’t deny how cute you look when you are curled up in his bed, nestled amongst various furs and blankets, clutching tight to your favorite plushie while you rest. He enjoys that sight so much that he decides to make you his own plushie for you one day as a gift.
· It was a strange little lumpy creature he cobbled together from various fabric scraps and other soft, but unidentified, material, all sloppily hand sewn with little black buttons for eyes. It was a true amalgamation of mismatched cloth and stuffing, and to be honest… You weren’t really sure what it was supposed to be. A bear, maybe? Or a raccoon? Regardless, you take it without question, and once he sees it’s been accepted he’s quick to discard your previous plush. He’s accepting of this hobby to a degree-you can have ONE. And since you were smart and picked the better of the two, you don’t need the ratty old one to cling to for company anymore. You have him and you have his gift, everything else is frivolous.
Brushes his teeth right before bed and can sometimes forget to do so, but remembers in the morning.
Given Strade’s imposing stature and comfortable living conditions, it’s easy to assume he sleeps like a log. In a way, he does—but he never truly falls into a deep slumber. He is a notoriously light sleeper who startles awake at the slightest disturbance, reacting with dangerous, split-second speed. Needless to say, he is *not* someone you want to sneak up on.
In bed, He absolutely loves cuddling and will enthusiastically bear-hug whoever is next to him—whether his "partner" is willing or completely unwilling. You can expect to be practically suffocated against his soft belly and locked inside his massive arms. Once you're caught in his grasp, don't expect to break free for at least four hours. You simply have to wait until he eventually shifts in his sleep, giving you a brief window to carefully slide out of his death grip.
As for his sleeping habits, he’s a bit of a gamble. Some nights he sleeps surprisingly quietly; on others, he snores exactly as loudly as you’d expect a heavy-set German man to snore. He’s also prone to drooling on occasion and will often mutter under his breath in German. Position-wise, he prefers sleeping on his side, either using his arms as a makeshift pillow or stretching them over his head. On the rare occasions he sleeps on his back, he tends to rest with his legs crossed in a figure-four shape.
He doesn't need background noise to drift off. He’s perfectly accustomed to sleeping in a dark, quiet room without a TV. While he does enjoy falling asleep to something playing on rare occasions, it’s far from his standard routine. Though some nights he’ll sleep on the living room couch, the TV playing a YouTube Overwatch streamer he put on, or a show he’d never much pay attention to.
Unless he's actively out hunting for new "guests," Strade keeps a fairly early schedule, usually turning in around 10:00 or 11:00 PM. However, his nights are rarely uninterrupted. He has a habit of waking up in the early hours of the morning to check on his victims (or, on rare occasions, Ren). Sometimes, he stays up much later than usual if a particularly sadistic fantasy of what he could do to his guest takes hold of his mind and he simply can't wait until morning to act it out.
When morning finally does arrive, Strade doesn't toss, turn, or slowly stir. His eyes just snap open. Creepy yeah but he still gets up slowly, and is up and on his feet shortly after. If you’re incredibly lucky enough to have made it to his basement couch instead of a cage—you might wake up to the feeling of his fingers brushing across your temple, or a gentle kiss on your forehead, accompanied by his quiet, still-groggy voice warmly wishing you a good morning.
Brushes his teeth before Strade, usually before going to bed entirely.
Ren doesn't need a bed or, frankly, even a blanket to sleep comfortably. He has a strange habit of being able to sleep wherever he decides—whether that’s a couch, the cold basement floor, or on the nights Strade uses him.
Before Strade died, Ren would use the guest room most of the time; he never felt comfortable enough in the house to claim a room as his own. Maybe it was fear, or some deep-rooted feeling of respect to Strade he couldn’t quite explain. He didn't make the most of the space or really do much with it. It was only when Strade came home one evening—after a visit to the bar with "friends" Ren couldn't even begin to identify—carrying a laptop. An expensive one at that! Ren was shocked; he immediately assumed there would be a *quid pro quo*. His tail jerked in fear at the thought of Strade making him cut off a finger for it, or worse. Of course, Ren was wrong in his fears, as Strade placed the laptop on his lap, still boxed and sealed, before smiling and telling him, “Happy 1st month anniversary, roommate!”
Nowadays, Ren doesn't really enjoy sleeping with blankets and tends to sleep with rarely any clothes, minus some tight shorts and a beater, or just completely shirtless. When he does sleep, he’s prone to digging his claws instinctively into whatever he’s holding—squeezing his palms into someone’s hand or a shirt.
He's naturally nocturnal, so he tends to stay up far later than Strade. He sleeps late into the night, usually in the early hours of the morning, occupying his time by playing video games or watching streams.
He snores, but it's pretty faint most of the time. However, if he's completely exhausted from the day prior, expect a deeper snore. He’s quite embarrassed by it and hates to admit it, but he's never really slept better than he does in this home with Strade. Back home in Japan, he never slept well.
He enjoys cuddling, but not nearly as much as Strade does. He tends to overheat quickly and will usually slide out of a cuddle or a grasp to cool off and sleep in his own way, though he’d never object to the cuddling beforehand. Though, he likes to sleep curled into a ball, and if he's not in that position, he’ll tend to sleep on his chest. If he's called awake by something or by Strade, he’ll groggily let out a “hm?” and slowly stretch his way out of bed. He’s never been one for mornings, so it’s best to expect him to take longer than usual to finally get up.
Can you do Lawrence head canons with a chubby female mc who is insecure over her body
A Little Lamb
Summary: Lawrence has taken an interest in his newest, softest captive...
Headcanons & oneshot for: Lawrence Oleander (BTD2)
F! Chubby! Reader; Romantic; Fluff/Comfort; Angst; Light Smut; Dead Dove || Words: 1.4K
sorry for the short entry, lawrence is so hard to write for omfg... and i tried SO hard not to get explicit with it but yk... it's lawrence.
!! DEAD DOVE WARNING !! !! NSFW WARNING !!
Contains: Sex, dub-con, somnophilia, penetration, mild violence, mild gore
Boyfriend to Death 2: Fresh Blood is an 18+ game || Minors DNI
NSFW & SFW Headcanons:
Lawrence isn't very picky when it comes to his captives, dead or alive. But for him, his ideal victim would be someone a bit heavier and with a few unique imperfections. Y/N catches his eye almost immediately and from the first moment he sees her, he makes the decision to bring her home.
Something about the way warmth pools under Y/N's curves and rolls, the vitality thrumming under her skin... It's the very thing he finds fascinating and- dare he say- attractive. He's never been one to crush on another, but there's no other way to explain the fluttering in his chest every time he glances her way.
Clothing is no longer an option for Y/N. No baggy shirts, no loose pants. If Lawrence is feeling generous, he might leave her some underwear to cover up with, but it has to be form-fitting. He wants to see every dip and curve, every press of her flesh against the chair's surface.
He stares, but not to mock. Not to judge. He's entranced, completely smitten by the way her flesh clings to the waves of fat and muscle hidden underneath. His gaze is reverent. Adoring, even. He might even hesitate to kill her, keeping her around longer than he's kept his other victims.
"You're... soft. Delicate. Honest. So full of life. Your body doesn't lie to me. It just... is."
Lawrence loathes every little thing about himself. His voice, his personality, the way his bones poke out from the pallid stretch of skin he's forced to call his own. His body is a reminder of the physical tether that ties him to the nightmarish realm of the living.
But Y/N... She's everything he isn't. Her body is life where his is the rot that comes after. He doesn't shy away from exploring it in every way he can.
On particularly cold nights, he'll untie Y/N and sit her on his lap to keep him warm. It doesn't matter to him if she's squirming and struggling to get away from him, his arms will keep her firmly in place against him until he's finally sleepy enough to put her back in the chair.
"Hold still. I'm- I won't hurt you. Just stay here a little longer. Just... just a little more."
If he ever does end up killing Y/N, she'll linger in his thoughts for the next few months. In a way, he might hate himself for letting Y/N go so soon and will absolutely take it out on his new victim. He might make a snide remark about how they're "nothing like her", how they "lack warmth".
Lawrence’s touch is always unsteady, shaky, trembling when it trails over Y/N's skin. Not out of lust, but from awe. He treats every part of Y/N's body like something sacred and unfamiliar. He can’t decide if he wants to worship her or crawl inside her skin and disappear completely. Given the chance, he'll probably end up doing both.
He’s fascinated by how warm she feels under his hands, how her pulse seems stronger beneath the softer parts of her body. He’ll press his palms there, murmuring about how “alive” she is, almost as if trying to convince himself she’s real. As touch averse as he can be, he's surprisingly comfortable with touch when it comes to Y/N.
Lawrence sometimes finds himself fantasizing about how Y/N might feel from the inside. With how soft she is on the outside, he can only imagine how she'd feel inside. Occasionally, he'll relieve that aching curiosity by letting his fingers dip into the shallow cuts he's left on her or by squeezing her rolls rougher than he should. But sometimes, even that isn't enough...
He might initiate sex sooner with Y/N than he normally would with anyone else. It would definitely come after a few hours spent grabbing at every possible curve he can get his hands on. Breasts. Thighs. Belly. There will be finger shaped bruises come morning.
The quiet sounds of discomfort his rough touch elicits from Y/N and the way she squirms will only spur Lawrence on. But in the back of his mind, he's torn between killing her right then and there or taking a more... carnal approach. All he knows is that he needs more of Y/N. This isn't close enough. It's not enough. He needs more...
He's only ever been with lifeless corpses, so his first time with Y/N is... awkward to say the very least. But his touch is no less bold. It's less about pleasing her and more about getting to be inside of her that really matters.
Whether or not Y/N gets to come depends on how generous he's feeling in that moment. Some nights, he might just be looking for something to keep him warm, spooning Y/N from behind and sleeping while still inside of her. Other nights, he'll reward Y/N with a few climaxes.
Somnophilia. Sometimes he stares at her after she’s fallen asleep, eyes hollow but soft. He looks like he’s memorizing her, waiting... But Lawrence can only be so patient. Sometimes, he just can't wait. Whether or not Y/N is a light sleeper, Lawrence will grind himself against her again and again, dreaming of the day that the two of them can finally fuse into one another, no longer knowing where one ended and the other began.
More often than not, Y/N will wake up to a mess come morning.
He might be sterile, but that doesn't stop him from fantasizing about how perfect Y/N might look, round and full of his child. He'll spend literal hours with his eyes locked on the curve of her stomach. "What a lovely cradle to have..."
Even when he’s gone too far — when she’s left marked, breathless, or trembling — he looks almost ashamed. He’ll clean her up carefully, almost penitently, whispering that he “just wanted to see” what it felt like to be close to something alive.
Oneshot:
Decay.
The one constant that Lawrence clung onto like a vice.
The one thing in this cold, uncaring world that offered some sense of belonging. The become one with the soil, to be accepted... It was that very beauty that Lawrence was trying so desperately to share with his Y/N.
But she just wouldn't listen.
No, she just had to fight and cry and squirm. He had to do something about this before Y/N became an even bigger nuisance to him than she already was.
"H-Hold still! I'm not trying to make it hurt, I just need you to- Please, just-!" Lawrence was becoming increasingly agitated as Y/N writhed and trembled against his lap, pleading for mercy before his blade drew up a thin line of crimson across her skin. It wasn't supposed to hurt, but his hand just kept slipping the more she moved. Didn't she realize she was only making it worse for herself?
"Please! I'll do anything!"
Lawrence went deathly still as he heard her helpless pleas, a flicker of intrigue playing across his pallid features. "Anything...?" He murmured mostly to himself. His fingers stilled mid-slice, the thrumming of her pulse fluttering against him. She was going to die here anyways. But... there was no harm in indulging... right?
For a moment, he didn't speak, his intense gaze taking in the fear and desperation etched in Y/N's featires. So soft, so round...
"Let me..." He trailed off thoughtfully, shifting Y/N on his lap so that she was facing him, her supple breasts pressed up against his firm bony chest. "You're warm..." Her inviting heat seeped through the scant fabric separating the two of them and Lawrence could feel every shudder that coursed through her heavy frame.
His hands, bold and eager in their exploration, feathered down her sides, giving her rolls a gentle squeeze before his fingers traced the stretch marks across Y/N's skin. Like little streaks of lightning.
He loved the way the small ridges felt beneath his fingers, though not as much as he loved the bounce of her flesh each time she wriggled and squirmed against him.
"Can you... do that again?" He asked in a low, gravelly tone, a faint blush coloring his cheeks as his breath became ragged and labored. Y/N simply gave him a puzzled look, her discomfort obvious.
"D-Do what...?"
"Move." The words were barely a whisper now and Lawrence's hips gave an insistent buck against her as if trying to show her exactly what he meant. He was excited.
Y/N, hesitant at first, agreed only when the glint of the blade caught her eyes and reminded her of the precarious situation she was in. There was no refusing. Not if she wanted to live.
and now it's starting up, feels like I'm losing touch. oh, and nothing matters to me, nothing matters this much.
today I want to cover some abstract things. the possibility of another person getting the collar, to be exact, because I've seen a lot of oc's in it, and it makes my thoughts wonder.
! before I'll start the rant I want you to know that I have nothing against people making their own characters. they're just having fun and I'm just shoving you all the nooks my curiosity had lead me into. these are just my views on the story unfolding. !
first of all, Ren would be ecxited. he spent months without any normal connection, barely having anyone to talk to, and now they're going to be here every day. well, he makes sure of it; once the person settles, he'll tell everything they need to survive in Strade's house. what provokes, what makes him excited, even how to cause less harm for yourself. this is the lest he could do, if he wants his mind slipping away slower. I mean, Strade's talk is overwhelming sometimes. think about that day-3 convo, when he presses the player to the saw table, speaking peoplemachines stuff. most of it just went over my head, even though I scrolled back over and over. man talks in riddles and Ren just needs someone who won't do that.
it could appear like the beginning of a friendship, but no. Ren knows better than getting attached; just imagining what Strade would do if he found out there's a bond makes him sick. and actually, the person beside is mortal still. they could die anyday and anyhow, starting from Strade's carelesness. well, it's partial, but Ren is always afraid that it might be too late one time or another.
now, let's move to the more complex part. jealousy. not the usual one, where one gets upset by receiving little attention. well, to some extent, but it's more dread than anything else. what if there's more to a new pet than to him? what if he stops being interesting? that means Strade will just get rid of him. that he'll just kill Ren someday because that's the only way he goes with people who are no fun. and that's what terrifies Ren the most. he could start to be more agressive, provocative even but only because he doesn't want to die. he would do anything if it meant he'll be intriguing for Strade.
now every moment where something seems wrong could make him crawl up the walls.
but even with all that being said, I think he'll enjoy having someone around. it's a lot of benefits, including easier distraction from whatever's going around, or the opportunity to replicate something, resembling normal relationships. his feelings would vary, but the good ones would prevail more often. after all, he's not the type to turn his nose up on the only normality around.
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another enormous text brick, lol. Ren has so much nuance it's hard not to dig in it, and I could write more if my thoughts weren't so vague. not in that format, tho, more like some headcanon dump on how life with Ren could be. imma think about it. take care!
Can you do sano (btd) nsfw headcanons plsplsplsplspls 🙏🙏
♡ hey there anon, ofc I can!!<3
! you guys know the rules, especially with btd, 18+ ! 🩷🍰
some of my sano nsfw headcanons ♡
♡ medical play is an obvious one, he would push your body to the limit in any way he could to see how much you could take, using various medical appliances in different ways
♡ strapping a stethoscope to your chest to monitor your heartbeat accelerating as he fucks and plays with you
♡ enemas, enemas, enemas. wants to fill you up to the brim
♡ forcefully injecting you with various different drugs , making you helpless to him
♡ cutting you open and cumming inside of the wound before stitching you back up, telling you that it's staying inside of you forever
♡ this man loves marking you up, cuts, bruises, hickeys
♡ injecting his cum straight into your holes so that you take it all
♡ "doll" "angel" "puppet"
♡ "how does that feel?" makes you describe the sensations you're feeling whilst he ruins you, enjoying the way you struggle to form words, even when you're gagging on his cock
♡ temperature play!! would insert ice cubes into you, watching you squirm and plead for it to stop
♡ would pour alcohol and salt over fresh wounds if you misbehaved, enjoying the noises you make when you're in pain and recording them, playing the clip back to you later
♡ fucking on the operating table? yes. especially with restraints
♡ makes you masturbate in front of him and watches intently, noting down your reactions
