Our hosts name is Toxic/Ghost/Kris, we are a traumagenic system, Ask for our pronouns daily !! ANY/ALL + NEOS
We are collectively Genderfluid, Polyamorous, Trans-Neu and Lesbian
We are Bodily Taken!
WE ARE A VOID-SHARING
Vee Version 1 and Harley Quinn SELFSHIPPER/YUMESHIPPER
DNI
Homophobes, Rasicts, AI "Artists", Endo systems, Pro/Com/Darkshippers, Harmful paraphilias, MSI and Hazb1n Hotel supporters, Vee and Harley Doubles and some pomni yumeshippers
Fandoms
FNaF
Steven Universe (not as fixated on it anymore still have fictives and kins tho)
Dandy's world
Resident evil
FnF
Pokèmon
Bad Things
DC
Murder drones
The Amazing Digital Circus (i do not support gooseworx)
I'm fascinated by the line "don't need to scream if you ain't got a mouth" that Caine delivers in his villain song, because while it's obviously the strongest reference to I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream in the entire show, I think it also starkly illustrates the biggest difference between Caine and AM: that Caine is way, way more vulnerable to criticism.
The original line is delivered by the last human: it's Ted's sad internal lament that he's become unable to even express his pain, which is its own form of psychological horror. It's AM's final, cruelest joke. But here the line is instead delivered BY the AI. Caine did his best to please the humans. But the humans just WON'T stop complaining! And that's torture for him. So rather than listening to them, which would take willingness to reflect and improve, he just takes their mouths away, so they can't complain anymore.
Rather than being a cruelty inflicted on the humans, it reframes the whole line as a way for the AI to protect its ego. It's Caine going "la la la I can't hear you." It's not a clever form of torture, it's just pathetic and childish. Caine's ego is his biggest flaw. And it's what gets him killed.
hi would you write vee x reader romantic headcanons pls also hope ya have a good day
Dating Vee Headcanons
HI!! I am having a good day, thank you for the well wishes! Hopefully what I wrote is satisfactory and what you were looking for. Keeping things mostly vague since you didn't request anything specific!
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Minors dni!
With Vee you’re likely the one that has to confess first!
She’s not used to how she feels and might consider confessing too emotionally vulnerable. If you do confess to her expect a fair bit of gloating on her part.
“Of course you have a crush on me? Who wouldn’t?”
Once in a relationship with Vee, she’ll try her absolute best to impress you and show off. She offers to help do machines for you or guide you through the dark.
Her love language is acts of service and quality! She likes words of affirmation, especially from someone as special to her as you!
If you want to fluster Vee try surprising her with physical affection! Hugs, kisses, holding her hand, and cuddling maker her screen freeze.
“What was that for? Oh… well of course I accept your affections!”
With you as her partner she becomes more emotionally vulnerable, leaning on you and coming to you when she has a problem.
Dates look like you helping her practice questions to quiz other toons, she likes hearing your ideas as well.
Vee doesn’t use pet names very often but when she does it’s probably something she picked up from her database! She does get embarrassed by saying them, her screen gets fuzzy with static.
She’s a little possessive over you, but not unbearably. This mostly comes from her insecure of being inorganic, it’s hard to share a meal when she has no mouth.
Overall Vee is a good partner and would take good care of her lover!
Request: May I request some cuddle hc with Harley Quinn?
Once you two go down neither of you are getting up until she is done, and Harley will not make it quick.
And cuddling isn’t just laying or sitting down either, she will find a way to cuddle standing during the day. Whether she’s just snuggling against your side or she’s jumping into your arms to have you carry her, she will do something.
Has such a strong hold when cuddling, throws her arms around your neck or waist and doesn’t let go. It’s not bad but gets inconvenient after she’s fallen asleep and you need to get up.
Adores leaving lipstick marks all over your face, she makes sure to kiss you during these sessions.
Loves when you twirl her hair, after you did it the first time she makes sure to free her hair every night.
This girl drags most of her blankets to cuddle, often burrito-ing you two underneath layers, trapping you further in her hold.
Notes | I feel like Harley would have a love hate relationship with therapist roleplay sex. And while I can totally see Jonathan having a fear kink and doing "exposure therapy" during sex, I can't decide whether Harley would psychoanalyze you during sex, so I have decided she would. I just feel like that is totally something she would do, at the very least on a mania day.
Note 2. Don't mind me projecting my attachment and trust issues onto the character. Not gonna lie though, I think therapy sex would actually solve like 90% of my issues.
Kinktober Day 5: Wax play + Dacryphilia
Masterlist kinktober2025
"Hssst!" You inhaled sharply as hot wax drizzled down the center of your chest, dripping down your sternum.
"Breathe, baby!" Harley chirped happily, her voice eager as she tipped the candle once more. "Wax therapy is a valid therapeutic practice."
"Yeah, physical therapy." You pant, arching against her as she gives a sharp snap of her hips. You swore you could feel her strap in your throat, even if that was physically impossible.
"Therapy is therapy sweetheart." She purrs, tilting the candle once more making you whine as wax dripped closer to your nipples. "Now, keep talking. We were making progress."
"I..." You keen loudly, throwing your head back as you rut your hips, "I refuse to let people get close to me...because I feel like everyone is out to get me, and the people that aren't will get tired of me eventually and leave me behind."
"It..." Whimpers spilled from your lips as she poured wax over your nipple, immediately blowing cool air on it, making the wax harden, leaving sensitive skin behind. "It's easier to push people away and be lonely, than let people in and be disappointed when they leave."
Harley grins, tilting her head as she rocks her hips lazily, giving slow shallow thrusts that barely did enough to keep you aroused, "There we go, now we're getting into the meat of things. Why do you think that is?"
You stay silent for a while before she snaps her hips again, causing you to choke on air, "Because I've gotten use to being disappointed."
She hums, trailing wax down the expanse of your stomach, slowly drawing with it, marking you as you continue, "When I was little... I got used to not being picked. Everyone was my best friend, but I was never theirs."
"Elaborate."
Tears threatened to start gathering in your eyes as she tilted her head continuing to draw with the wax, "I always went to everyone else's birthday parties, but they never came to mine. Not once. They always invited me to their house, but they never came over to mine. We would play together at recess, but only if I asked to join."
You moaned as tears started to fall down your cheeks, Harley setting the candle off to the side as she gripped your hips and finally began thrusting with some semblance of a desire to get you off.
"And as I got older, it stayed the same. Only I had less friends. One by one they all left. And it..."
Harley grinned wickedly, catching the words on the tip of your tongue, "It what?"
Tears poured down your cheeks as you began to sob, words continuing to spill out of you between moans and mellows, "It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault."
"Whose fault was it?"
"It was my mom's...for grounding me, for things I didn't do. It was my mom's, for wasting money on my sister and then never having enough for me so I always went to parties empty handed." Words flowed out of you like a river as Harley's pace began to quicken. Her hands gripping your thighs to pull your legs over her shoulders, deepening her thrusts, making you see stars. "It was my teachers, for never stopping the bullying. For not believing me. It was my friends, for abandoning me over things that weren't my fault. For not saying goodbye, leaving me confused and hurting."
"Good girl, letting yourself cry. I know you struggle with big emotions. I'm so proud of you for letting yourself feel. You look so pretty when you cry." Harley coos, her voice deepening as she loses the flirty manic air for a moment as he focus shifts to making you feel validated. Before long, her clinic look returns, "What else?"
"I got used to never being the first pick. And it... it manifested into believing no one would ever want me...even when they did." You sob, a loud keen leaving your throat as you arch against the bed, heat pooling in your belly as your toes curl.
"Keep going, sweetheart." She murmured, "We're almost there. Almost to the root of the problem."
"Whe-when I got older," Your breath turned labored between your sobs and her continued assault on your core. "When I got older, I took those issue, and they changed. I... believed that because I had lost all my friends, that no one wanted to be my friend. That no one wanted me. So... so I struggled to make new friends. I struggled to identify when people were being genuine. I... I turned down so many people because I believed they had to be pranking me."
"Why do you think they were pranking you?"
"Because if people didn't want to be my friend, why would they like me enough to want to be my partner? I believed...I believed that nobody loved me, and every attempt to prove others, only solidified my beliefs in my mind."
You choked as Harley angled her hips, her fingers coming up to rub circles in your clit, "It was easier to believe that no one wanted me, that they were lying and playing a prank... then to accept that maybe I wasn't broken. That I wasn't the problem. That it wasn't my fault. It isn't my fault."
You screamed as you came, vision going white as you arched painfully. Your nails digging into Harley's wrist as you clung to her, whole body shaking as tremors shot through you. Harley wasn't much better. Her own body trembling, her hips stilling as her orgasm slammed into her.
Though she recovered much faster, gently pulling out of you, undoing the velcro on the strap to toss it on the other side of the bed and pull you into her arms. Her arms wrapping around your body in a fully body hug, even going as far to throw a leg over your hips, pulling your head to lay on her chest.
"It's okay sweetheart. Your feelings are valid, everything you experienced is valid. It's okay to let yourself feel. Just breathe. I'm right here. I won't go anywhere." She cooed, gently running her fingers through your hair, holding you as you sobbed into her chest, holding back a small grimace at the feeling of wet skin, though she ignored it in favor of coddling you.
Her nails lightly picking at the black 'H' of wax coating your stomach, flicking the little wax flakes onto the hardwood to deal with later as she consoled you, carefully doing what she could to manage aftercare in the fragile state you were in.
Headcanons: Gotham City Sirens + Batwoman. [Fem Reader]
What It Would Be Like To Date:
Harley Quinn - Harleen Quinzel
Harley was a nervous wreck at first. Having her previous relationships being what they were, she was constantly on edge.
She sends texts all throughout her day. They consist of what she had for breakfast to what time shes going to bed. She expects the same from you. She manages to text back while crime-fighting with her squad, you can put in the effort.
She enjoys taking you shopping and spoiling you with whatever you want. Interestingly enough, she rarely never has to pay for the items. Maybe it’s the Hyenas.
Speaking of her babies, she trusts you with them, and they trust you. You often end up babysitting.
Once she breaks some of her habits from her past toxic relationships. Harley is very good at communication, having been a top psychiatrist. She’s very aware of what a relationship needs to thrive.
Psychiatrist. She’s always analyzing you, sometimes knowing what you feel before you do yourself. You aren’t sure if thats from her past of walking on eggshells or her doctorate.
She finds little ways to be touching you throughout the day. Fixing your hair or makeup, hand lingering on the small of your back, interlocking your pinkies while walking.
She is big on PDA, she doesn’t care who’s watching or where you are, best believe she’s kissing you whenever she feels like it. Which is all the time.
Poison Ivy- Pamela Isley
Ivy loves kissing you, but she’s less likely to initiate a full on make-out. Instead opting for places like your collarbone, cheeks, or chin.
Her love language is acts of service. When she has the time she’s cooking you meals, running you a bath, brushing your hair. You had to stop her from brushing your teeth for you. It’s not that she sees you as incapable, she wants to take care of you the way she takes care of her plants. Entirely.
Ivy likes for you to call her by her name Pamela, It feels more intimate. She also appreciates a cute nickname
Pamela in return calls you things like: My Flower, Rose, Petal, Darling, Dearest. etc.
Ivy doesn’t text often, but when she does it borders on sensual rather than sweet. Messages that when you read have your cheeks turning red.
Ivy enjoys a nature date, that could consist of anything from planting, to visiting a swamp for a sample of rare algae. She considers anything you do together a date, so she brings you along on a lot of her to-do list.
She doesn’t let you get too involved, not wanting to put her precious petal in danger. You aren’t allowed to accompany her on her missions.
When she irrevocably lands herself in Arkham, you are her first phone call. Apologizing for getting caught and promising her next scheme will make all of humanity (besides you) pay.
Ivy doesn’t trust you to take care of her plants, so when shes away, she’s checking in on them often. More than asking about you
Batwoman- Kate Kane
Kate is a tough girlfriend to have. Often acting steely and cool-headed. It’s hard to know what she’s thinking, even harder to recognize how shes feeling towards you.
She’s fairly wealthy. With her money she is generous. She pays for all your dates, not allowing you to even pretend to fish for your card when the bill comes. She actually takes some offense when you offer. She wants to treat you, let her.
She’s never home at night, out fighting crime and all. So, she leaves you little notes to wake up with incase she doesn’t make it back before the alarm rings. Or make it back at all
Before you found out about her double life, she was even more distant and secretive. If thats possible. How you managed to weasel your way into her routine is something that still surprises her. Going from no-showing your plans to telling you which Villain was currently a pain in her ass.
Buys you things you mention in passing to make up for disagreements. She can rarely bring herself to say “I’m sorry” verbally. Kate shows it with actions instead.
Loves hard. Once she’s in, she is truly in.
Always worried, a bleeding heart like yours doesn’t do well in Gotham. Knowing this, she works hard to make it a safer place.
Catwoman- Selina Kyle
Selina wasn’t one for relationships. She doesn’t like to be tied down, dependent on her own independence. That being as it was, you caught her eye. A rare jewel in the dirty streets of Gotham. She simply had to have you.
Selina sneaks in through your window after a heist. She takes time in making sure she isn’t being followed before scaling your apartment building. A bag of new goodies to show off.
Selina is surprisingly vulnerable. She isn’t afraid of emotions, she’s perfected controlling them.
As she is good at controlling her temper, it can come off harsh and indifferent when temperatures are already high. It’s not that she doesn’t care, but she won’t exhaust herself to outdo you in a yelling match. During intense fights, Selina goes silent. She leaves in the heat of the moment, but always comes back once she’s less annoyed.
Selina is physically affectionate, but it’s teasingly, never lingering in her touches for long.
Selina prefers to be spoiled rather than do the spoiling. Everyone knows she loves looking at pretty things. Part of the reason she keeps you around.
When she’s in a particularly good mood, She speaks softly with you, like someone would speak to a kitten. It’s a glimpse past the aloof persona she wears.
You find random pieces of jewelry at your place sometimes, and Selina denies them being hers. Her roundabout way of gifting it to you.
