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PLAYING RUSSIAN ROULETTE WITH HABIT

PLAYING RUSSIAN ROULETTE WITH HABIT

PLAYING RUSSIAN ROULETTE WITH HABIT

PLAYING RUSSIAN ROULETTE WITH HABIT

PLAYING RUSSIAN ROULETTE WITH HABIT

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I LEGIT SCREAMED. I JUST SCREAMED SO LOUD. OHHGHHJDHGJKDFHGJGBHJFDBGHJFDSB OHHHH MY GOD.

Sitting across from each other in his dark basement. The walls are bloodstained from previous encounters. While he loads the revolver, Habit's wearing a shit-eating grin and staring into your soul. Maybe your ankles are tied down if he's worried about you running off.

Ohh if he really can't trust you, or if you're too afraid to do it yourself, he'll hold the gun up for you. He'll wrap his hand around yours, guiding your finger to the trigger and urging you to pull it, because he's right there. He's got you. You can trust him. Habit acts like he knows where the bullet rests in the cylinder.

When it's his turn, he's holding it up to his head with zero hesitancy and pulling the trigger with no thought. Your turns are comically long compared to his, and that's exactly what he wants. He wants to see the fear in your eyes, even if you're wearing a smile and giddily playing along. Habit likes that you're afraid of death, but still plays this silly little game just for him.

And it always ends by fucking on top of the table, gun pressed to your cheek and your hands around Habit's throat. Ugghhh I NEED him. I may have to expand on this later. Adding to my list.

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habit with a reader who like the chase... reader who runs out the backdoor after ticking habit off just to have him chase them down...... reader who likes being prey and will further push the dynamic... reader who gladly gets a few cuts and stabs because they like how it riles habit up... yes... thoughts? opinions? prayers?

It has become a habit (no pun intended) where people send me asks relating to the EXACT thing I am currently writing about. Am I broadcasting my computer or something???

But anyway, you are SO real.

There are definitely two sides to this: One where he’s playing along and one where Habit’s genuinely pissed off. He has such bad double standards when it comes to the word no. When you say it, he barely acknowledges the statement and continues to pester you beyond annoyance. But when Habit is the one saying no, he’s expecting you to stop whatever you’re doing immediately. And then when you don’t, Habit’s getting angry that you’re bugging him.

Those times are the more violent scenes, and more true to actual predator/prey. The ones where you’re not sure if Habit’s going to stop before he kills you.

He plays dirty, without a doubt. If you’re willing to go the full mile and have a predator/prey chase scene in the Candleverse, Habit doesn’t tell you that he knows where you are at all times. He gets a kick when you try to hide, only to be yanked out of your spot and pinned to the ground, found not even ten minutes after you started running.

And if it’s not in the Candleverse, Habit has every possible location you could go to mapped out and remembered in his head. He knows all sorts of shortcuts and pathways to cut you off and to scare you.

I mentioned this in 'Stuck in a Rut' and I’m also using it in an upcoming fic, but Habit doesn’t let you get the full head start he promised he’d give. He could, without a doubt, count to one hundred, but he always gets bored after thirty and starts walking preemptively. Then he gets impatient and starts running, catching up to you really fast.

Is it cheating? Yes. Does Habit care? No. Complain and pout all you want; he’s not changing.

And willingly getting yourself hurt for him… oh, don’t even get me started. Habit’s licking the blood from your scrapes and cuts, nudging the healthy skin around the wound with his nose. He’s not sorry, no way in hell he would be. It’s more like aftercare than an apology.

I don’t know if you meant stabs as in actual stabs, but if you’re willing, Habit’s willing. He’s plunging his knife through your hand and into the ground with little thought, or maybe clipping your heel with the blade's edge to immobilise you.

Of course, Habit enjoys it when you fight back. He also enjoys it when you submit, but it’s never as sweet if there isn’t resistance beforehand. Habit + CNC + Predator/Prey Play. I’m losing my mind.

GOD SOMEBODY please let me stop lollygagging and finish AT LEAST ONE draft.

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habit with reader who knows he stalks them and they play into it. knowing he follows them home and leaving the door unlocked.. getting changed in front of windows purposefully.. leaving laundry out to dry within his reach. is this maybe a continuation of my anons about reader who plays into the prey role... maybe. i just like the idea of a reader whose intelligent enough to know who/what habit is, what he's done, and yet still enjoy the game of it all... it's so tasty

Ohhh Habit’s acting like you have zero clue. He’s allowed to be a little less careless in his stalking—He trails a little too close, is a little too loud in your house while you're sleeping. Stuff that would make any normal person fearful and install security cameras.

Not that he hasn’t done that for you. There’s at least one pinhole camera in every room, save for your bedroom and closet, which have several facing all directions.

And, really, you’re just so nice. Leaving everything unlocked and leftovers in the fridge for him—Sliding your window open after changing in front of the parted curtains and sleeping with no underwear on like you want him to do this. Habit’s taking his favourite pair that you so nicely always leave on the line and returning them soiled and sticky, if they’re returned at all.

I’m also thinking about Habit with someone who’s really into the occult and has researched what he is. There’s no way he’s not teasing you, calling you a super fan. Though he’d get jealous upon finding out you’re learning about other demons, and not just him.

The king of “Why read a book when you can just ask me?” knowing damn well that he’s exaggerating and embellishing all his lore.

Habit come home.... You ate the kids but I miss you

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as much as i love pred/prey with habit n stuff.. i also absolutely love domestic stuff too.. or as domestic as he gets. like... reader trying to cook or bake smth and habit coming and just bothering them, clawing at whatever skin is exposed, pawing at them. or when reader sleeps and habit decides to join them for some time even if he isn't tired. just like. pestering them n trying to take up as much space whilst also crawling into their skin.

i have another headcanon that habit, with his ego, always likes being the one to hang up the phone when reader calls him. its like. charming in a really weird way. ugh i need to gnaw on him. i wanna bite at his chin and jaw and cheeks and

God he's so touchy it becomes insufferable after a while.

Maybe I'm biased because I really enjoy baking, but I feel like Habit would have an absolutely massive sweet tooth. You've had to banish him to the living room multiple times 'cause he's all up in your business, trying to stick his fingers into anything he can. Doesn't matter if you tell him no, Habit's licking the bowls and spatulas once you're done. And as far as chores go, Habit only picks up a mop when he's gotten blood all over the floors. Either from an animal or another human, it's the only thing he cares to clean up.

Habit's the type to forcefully push you all the way to the other side of the bed so he can occupy a majority of it. The only way you can comfortably spread out is if you lie on him, and even then, he's shoving your limbs off playfully. Pokes and prods at you while you're trying to fall asleep just to annoy you. Once you fall asleep, Habit stops and either fiddles with the ends of your hair or scratches your back.

Ohh and Habit is rarely the one to call first. He enjoys teasing you and calling you needy when you call him for the fifth time that day. Just ignore the rapidly sent text messages that say 'CALL ME', 'CALL ME NOW', EMERGENCY CALL ME'. He cries wolf so much that when there actually is an emergency, you're way too late responding

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Habit or evan being cowboys. in chaps. and a lasso. yeah i came.

sorry im insane for men in chaps rn i fucking love chaps i love cowboys i love

DON'T even get me started. Habit is an outlaw with an absolutely ridiculous bounty on his head, and Evan is a cowboy working on your father's ranch.

And Evan tells you not to sneak out of your house at night, but you do anyway. It, a lot of the time, ends up with you on the back of Evan's horse as he takes you to hidden spots just off the edge of your property. Carries you up to your room on the nights you fall asleep against his back, even if it means there's a chance of getting scolded in the morning.

But the other times you sneak out, and Evan's not available, you go to the Saloon just down a ways. A lot of the time, it's just for a quick conversation away from the small circle of people at the farm, maybe a drink and a dance if you're fed up enough. Safe, though. Until Habit walks through the doors, of course. He's sliding up to the bar and buying you a whisky he thinks will be too strong, and when you down it like a champ, he's taking his hat off and setting it on your head. Tells you that he's gonna want it back when he leaves town, and you better return it in pristine condition.

Put me in front of a historical AU and I'm locking in my god.

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hmmm... movie nights w bitty..... snuggling into his arms and watching trashy slashers.... perching in his lap, sticking uour nose in his neck to huff him :3 lalalaaaa

Habit has zero sense of personal space. Absolutely none. Even if you wanted to sit on the other side of the couch, you’re dragged closer by a hand on your ankle. Habit’s the type to keep the house freezing and then blanket hog so you’re forced to cuddle up against him.

If you have a habit (no pun intended) of falling asleep during movies, he’s shouldering you awake at the first signs of sleep. Habit says some shit like “You’re gonna miss the best part!” Even though the so-called best part was twenty minutes ago, and just poorly done gore. Sometimes he roughly pokes your sides just for the fun of it

His bad double standards apply here too. Habit’s allowed to annoy you during the movie, but you are, under NO circumstances, allowed to annoy him. You HAVE to sit and watch the movie. Habit doesn’t seem to care as much when you move to stuck hickey marks on his neck and will even keep you there with a hand on the back of your head

And if you’re not interested in the movie he picked, Habit’s making you suck him off or cock warm him. That’s just how it is. He doesn’t make the rules (he does)

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I'm so tired but I have so many ideas I can't rest yet. So many fics to work on and not enough words in my head aghhhhh

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still thinking about trueform habit... when reader can finally take his knot after hours of overstimulation and stretching... how excited he gets. biting and nipping at reader.. licking up their face and leaving slight red lines from the spikey things on his tongue. makes reader take it constantly... keeping them trapped under him for hourrrsss... just stretched open. especially if afterwards he fucks reader in evan's body, till they're passed out and incoherent... yes pls. reader clawing and scratching at trueform habit's underbelly that they're trapped under when the stretch becomes too much.

and afterward habit is so 'proud' of reader for taking it... shows it in his own way... ugh yes moar animalistic habit

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I honestly don't think Habit's above buying you all sorts of toys in all sorts of sizes to help open you up. He's sitting at the end of the bed, watching you while you try out different positions to try and fit the toys inside.

And I see Habit getting one of the big ones, like the length of your forearm, with a really big knot. He has you riding it, except you got tired like twenty minutes ago, and the only thing keeping you moving is Habit's hands on your hips. He's setting a realllyyyy mean pace and says some realllyyyy dirty things when you finally reach the knot, and forces you down onto it... And he goes for the chase almost immediately after prepping you, too. He can smell you so well and catches you almost immediately, either because being edged for so long did something to your brain, or you just wanted the actual thing.

OHHHH and he's nipping at your neck and cheek when you start squirming too much underneath him. Habit needs you to be still to fully push his knot in, yet you kepe tugging at his fur and whining and whimpering to wait.

I was going to include a small tangent about how I imagine Habit's true-form cock but I instead inspired myself so hard that I kicked off an idea for another anons ask. You guys give me such good inspiration I love you all

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ur writing is sosososo good omg. i reread it nightly to fall asleep :3 i love people who write the reader who can match habit's freak. it always makes me giggle thinkin about habit one day letting evan take control bc he needs him for something or wtvr and evan accidentally finding reader whose definitely not a victim who is just as confused seeing evan in control rather than habit.

Oh my GOD you’re so real. I have this exact idea in my to-do list.

Because like... Why leave when you have everything??? Why leave if you're happy and getting your freak matched every night???

In most of my Habit fics, I always imagine reader to know/be dating Evan before Habit came along. Like this demon comes and kills all your friends using your body and then steals your partner, and they’re loving it???? It feels so insulting to me. You loved Evan, you still do. You care for him. But Habit? He knows the things that go on in your mind. They go on in his all the time. It really does take one to know one.

I think Habit would switch with Evan for the sole reason of fucking with him. Usually, they’re quick and away from you. Just to really drill in how helpless Evan is. If Habit ever decides to let Evan take control in front of you, he’s either dead or overpowered by his own curiosity as to how you’d react.

Evan would be so so so confused. At everything, obviously, but also as to why you’re bruised and bitten to hell and back. Evan recalls snippets, very blurry pieces of things. Maybe a moment a few months back where Habit taught you how to torture someone. Maybe a brief second of him hitting you and the moans you make that are definitely not from pain. And even if Evan didn’t remember, he would assume the things he did.

There’s a good minute of staring at each other in shock. Evan has a moment of Oh, I did that. I did that to you. You have a moment of Habit’s playing Evan again. Why? Because honestly, if Evan came out randomly, I would find myself calling Habit's name. Like, there’s no way he doesn’t play as Evan when in trouble to gain some sympathy points. It doesn’t work anymore—you’ve gotten good at spotting the very, very subtle differences between Evan and Habit playing Evan—But there were a few times he tricked you when this first started.

Poor Evan, my goodness. This has to be a total mind fuck. I mean, imagine waking up to your partner after some random, ambiguous time who doesn’t believe it’s you. They look like they’ll be in immediate danger once Evan goes back, subjected to violence Evan didn’t think his body was capable of. Once you realise that it is him, Evan is clinging to your shirt and sobbing into it. The fabric is bunched between his hands as he tugs on it for literally an ounce of comfort.

Sigh. Do NOT worry Evan, I will save you.

I HAVE to stop slacking and finish my Habit fics. There are I think three that can be related to this post, and I’m about to start SCREAMING because I’m lollygagging.