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Hiii ! i wanted to know if you could make more Larry’s headcanons??? i love him so much help-

I've been meaning to do this forever but skl started and I'm rlly busy😭

My Larry Johnson headcanons pt. 3 🧚

General and dating

- Fast driver, turns those corners like it's nothing.

- Calls you up at very odd hours of the night/day. Doesn't actually have anything to say, he just wants you to talk to him.

- Enjoys comfortable silences.

- Obsessed with the feel of you, not even in a dirty way. He wants to be in your skin.

- Smells like pine needles and smoke (trust me he told me).

- Wiggles his finger in your ear when he wants you to pay attention to him.

- His humor is either eye watering, floor rolling, perfectly timed comedy or literal dad jokes, there's no in-between.

- Silent treatment does not work on him, you'll end up speaking very quickly.

- Snores like "honk shoo, honk shoo"

- Sensitive scalp, the second your hands are in his hair he's struggling to keep his eyes open.

- Teaches you (or tries to-) anything that he's good at/ interested in. So now you have basic knowledge on guitars, drums , painting, colour theory, video games and.... Hamilton??😧

- He was a theatre kid ok🙄.

- Listens to Mother Mother.

- His love languages are all of them, loves hard.

- Adores gifts, or anything that he receives from you. He's keeping it forever.

- Has ghosting phases, unfortunately. I doubt that they last long (like a day) but he always comes back around.

- Loves matching anything, clothes? Jewelry? Shoes?, he'll do it.

- Licks any part of you he can access then pretends like nothing happened.

- He wants to get close to anybody your close to, and wants to love anything that you love. It's one of the many ways he shows that he cares.

- Silly little guy <3

you were simon's collar, leash of which was in your hands, and you didn't even have to wrap it around your fist and tug, because simon was so devoted to you that being always near and in your sight was something that was in him from the beginning.

simon always defaults to reporting if he goes somewhere, as if asking for permission, despite the fact that he really rarely went to pubs with his teammates from the task force, there always was a mute, hoarse question in the air — “can i go? won' to com' with me, luv?„

his whole appearance shows that he's yours, the way he holds your neat hand tightly in his calloused and wide one, the way he sits you on his broad lap in the middle of the pub at a table, the way he nuzzles into your shoulder or the curve of your neck

the way he's flashing scarlet buds of hickeys left by you on his thick throat or neck, wearing a shirt with short collar.

simon is not afraid to kiss you in public, letting his tongue intertwine with yours in front of other people's eyes extremely greedily, allowing you to tease him with promises of what awaits him at home, while the thick bulge in his pants only grows bigger.

no other girl has time to try to get to know him or his number, catching the moment when you leave to the pub counter, cause simon immediately interrupts any loose attempts with a deep, smoky voice of — “no' a chanc', i'm on a leash her', you sei„

as his dark eyes crinkle and thin lips stretch into a wide, toothy grin, pointing his thumb behind his back, at you, standing and chatting obliviously with the bartender.

✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘢𝘰3.

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Jeff the killer general smut headcanons:

Jeff is definitely into knife play. I mean... I firmly believe that he would carve some stupid drawings on his act partner.

He's into bondage. Jeff tries to convince at least himself that he's strong enough and he's in control, due to the fact of his physical weakness and megalomania.

Jeff's also into self harm! Killer will fuck the brains out of himself until he'll shot blanks and have a biggest headache.

He has some bugs in his asshole. Due to being scared of Jane getting to him at night, he oftentimes sleeps outside the Slendermansion, wandering around.

Due to being generally unhygienic, as part of self-harm, he scratches his ulcers frequently and openly and likes them scratched by an act partner as well, especially if they're trying to fight him away.

He's also a junkie, and that makes his urge to scratch even more.

Jeff is a KILLER after all, so i guess his into a little chase, but because of his control complex he never goes to far. He already had a "bad" experience, his pray got away and he had to migrate. That was a lot of pain in his ass and Jeff's also lazy so he made a word for himself to control his "inner animalistic nature".

He likes to get high during or after the act, and it can cause him to do werider crap. For example, Jeff is hungry often, since he hasn't much money due to being an addict, so he might start to bite the act partner.

For Jeff, if there's a hole there's a goal: he doesn't have a preference for a partner's gender. However, keeping his past with male bullies in mind, he will probably be much more violent with male victims.

TW: Choking, suffocation, hand job, brat tamer reader, teasing

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Jeff is so comfortable with being overbearing all of the time.

It’s just his personality: yelling too loudly, hitting too hard, and especially pushing the boundaries of comfortability with others. Any chance he could get to provoke a fight he was going to take.

He’s a tease, a prick who likes to watch others cringe at the worst insult he can conjure up.

So, when he’s nudging your side and pestering you about how easy you are to make mad, it’s no surprise when you come back swinging.

Now, Jeff is flailing his legs, kicking his heels into the hardwood in an attempt to escape.

You’ve pinned him in a headlock, bicep and forearm locked tightly around his throat and squeezing hard enough to make him cough. His hands are clawing at your skin, a panicky attempt to get you off of him, but the lack of oxygen is proving difficult.

“Uhn- Fuc- Hnng-!”

He can’t even get words out, labored-cutoff breaths getting caught in his throat as you pull him back against your chest and restraining him further.

“Sorry? What was that? Gonna have to speak up, Jeffrey.”

You’re taunting him, sitting back on your knees as you hook your free hand behind his head and push, creating more pressure against his airway.

He lets out a rushed cough, a deep grunt as he’s trying to fight, kicking his legs like a kid.

You’re nearly satisfied, ready to let off and leave him embarrassed, but your eye catches something that makes you hesitate.

Jeff’s face is red, cheeks flushed deeper than you’ve ever really seen. But what really catches your attention is the way his eyes roll back.

His legs are shifting, pushing his back firmly against your chest as his jaw hangs slack. He’s gasping, eyes fluttering and rolling up into his skull with an almost pleasurable edge.

Your suspicion is confirmed with a tempted look towards his crotch, a noticeable bulge pressing firmly against the fabric of his jeans. You falter for a moment, the tense in your arm relaxing as you watch Jeff’s thighs press together.

You’re also surprised at the way the killer is pushing your forearm back against his neck, almost like he’s upset you’ve let go. An embarrassed string of noises floods from his lips when you retighten your arm back, the twinge of excitement in your chest making you brave.

“God, you’re a freak.”

Sliding your hand from the back of his head, you’re reaching to his open mouth, daring to run your fingertips against his lips. Jeff halts for a moment, rough breathing all you can hear before he’s opening his mouth further and taking your fingers inside.

He sucks in the digits, his jaw falling loose when it becomes too much and he’s dizzy for air again. Groans and huffs fill the room as you’re pushing your fingers deeper, sliding the pads of your fingertips against his tongue and reaching for more.

Jeff’s gagging when your knuckles meet his lips, fingers brushing against the tightness of his throat as you watch his eyes strain to shut. Even without being choked, gagging on your fingers is making the killer dizzy, his head nearly spinning before you’re dragging your hand from his lips.

“Hah- Fuck you… Huhn- Buh- Bitch-”

His voice is ragged, snapping his anger between heavy inhales. You don’t listen, readjusting your grip as Jeff’s placing his hands on your thighs, watching carefully as you’re running your spit-soaking fingers towards his jeans.

“Hold on-”

Jeff’s trying to sit up, your arm locking back around his neck and holding him firm into your chest. He’s forced to watch as you single-handedly undo his belt, tugging the zipper down and pushing your hand under the waistline of his boxers.

He’s gasping against your arm, his nails dug into your skin as he watches you push the fabric down, his cock slipping out and bobbing heavily against his abdomen.

You take the length in your saliva-soaked fingers, gripping tightly and smiling when Jeff’s whole body jerks with it.

He’s whining, a labored hiss below you when your forearm hooks tight around his throat and his eyes begin to roll back again.

You jerk your wrist, tugging the length roughly as Jeff’s hips jerk along with it, desperate noises pushing past his lips. His heels dig into the ground, spreading his legs as he becomes lost in the dizziness and adrenaline rush of it all.

You grip onto the head of his cock, running a thumb on the head and gliding against the slit. Jeff grits his teeth at that, a gutteral groan echoing as you smile, whispering against his flushed ear.

“For someone who talks so much shit, you sure do give in real easy. What? Can’t fight back when you’re being handled like a bitch?”

The attempted curse Jeff tries to spit gets cut off when your arm tightens against his neck, his heads reaching back up to grip against your skin as you continue to pump his wilting cock.

So much pre-cum is drooling from the tip, his lightheadedness forcing his body to compute with your every touch.

“Fuu- Hngh-”

He’s drooling now, tears pricking at the corner of his heavy eyes when you teasingly bite against his ear, nibbling against the shell of hot skin. He whines out of shame, squirming against the overwhelming sensations.

Every exasperated noise and jerk of his drowsy body is disheveled. He’s desperate now, chasing every twist of your fist on the head of his cock and every tense of your bicep against his airway.

Humiliation burns his cheeks when you whisper, “So you do get off on this…” He doesn’t know if it’s an insult or a tease, but he can’t help but gush at the feeling.

He can’t stand it any more, the corners of his vision slowly darkening when he feels his abdomen strain and knot, his dark cheeks soaked in tears when he finally cums.

Your hand tightens against the base of his cock, hot stripes of cum shooting onto his stomach and drooling from his tip. Jeff’s head is so light, temples pulsing when you finally release your grasp on him, panicked inhales and gasps following.

The killer leans back against your chest, your hand still firmly gripped onto the base of his cock when he finally recatches his breath.

“You’re so disgusting.”

You’re teasing, releasing your grip on him and reaching to grip his face, hand tightened onto his jaw. You force him to look up at you, heavy eyes and darkly flushed cheeks flushing you with pride.

“Fuck you.”

His voice is hoarse, throat raw and aching as he glares, your answering smile making him falter.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

He nearly moans, that overbearing intensive exterior faltering when he’s forced to stare into your excited eyes.

It seems he’s finally found his match, but Jeff always did like a fight.

➤ Sin Alignment & Primary and Secondary Sins

Featuring: All Demon Characters (+ OCs)

Content: Worldbuilding headcanons about how demons determine their sins.

a/n: I've mentioned this idea before because it helps my characterization for the demon characters, so here's a more detailed explanation.

SIN ALIGNMENT

Demon children aren’t “born” already aligned with a particular sin and sins aren't assigned either. A demon's sin alignment evolves as they grow up and once they’re fully matured, the sin(s) that guides their behaviour is obvious.

Fully grown demons can usually assume how other demons think or how they'll behave based on their sin. Young demons are inherently more chaotic in comparison because there is no defining sin yet to explain their motivations for certain behaviour. They're unpredictable because they're still trying to figure out their true nature, and it's not a quick or easy process.

Demons don't simply look at a baby demon and say, “That there's a Lust baby.” The family or the demons the child spends the most time with can affect which sins they gravitate towards to a limited degree.

Exposure can impact how a growing demon interacts with sin. A family of Greed demons is more likely to have a child that also grows up to be a Greed demon, but that’s not a guaranteed outcome.

Experience is the last crucial piece that helps young demons discover themselves. A greedy demon child might shift their sin preference to Lust or Envy as they explore new parts of the world that slowly become available to them with age.

The subtleties of their familial relationships, and the things young demons experience/explore as they grow up, can easily disrupt any attempt to pre-determine their sin alignment.

Basically, demon children are hellish little imps that tend to be impulsive and chaotic and unpredictable.

Fallen angels, like the Demon Brothers, are rare exceptions because they are usually prone to specific sin(s) by the time they're cast from the Celestial Realm and become demons.

PRIMARY & SECONDARY SINS

Due to the overlapping nature of many sins, I assign a primary and secondary sin to each demon character—the two strongest sins that resonate within them most. In many cases, demons of the same alignment get along well. There are some obvious exceptions:

— Pride demons with easily bruised egos may end up in petty squabbles, and then they get even more upset they were reduced to such behaviour in the first place. (If they DID engage in stupid fights, it was the other demons' fault, obviously.)

— Wrath demons usually have quick tempers and resort to violence to settle their disputes. Even the ones with deceptively docile demeanors can be unpredictable if something innocuous sets them off.

My characterization shifts slightly depending on the context, but generally speaking, these are the sin alignments I assign them most often (this list isn't exhaustive, there are many possibilities).

CANON DEMONS

Lucifer: Pride/Wrath or Pride/Lust

Mammon: Greed/Gluttony or Greed/Envy

Leviathan Envy/Greed or Envy/Sloth

Satan: Wrath/Pride or Wrath/Lust

Asmodeus: Lust/Greed or Lust/Pride

Beelzebub: Gluttony/Greed or Gluttony/Wrath

Belphegor: Sloth/Envy or Sloth/Wrath

Diavolo: Pride/Lust, Pride/Wrath or Pride/Envy

Barbatos: Greed/Pride or Greed/Lust

Mephistopheles: Combinations of Pride, Lust, and Envy (unless I missed it, his sin isn't confirmed in canon yet)

DEMON OCs

Karasu: Greed/Pride

Azra: Lust/Greed ↳ Virtue before he fell: Chastity

Zekhan: Wrath/Envy

Tenebris: Gluttony/Lust

Belial: Greed/Sloth ↳ Virtue before he fell: Diligence

Bathin (Current incarnation): His sin alignment hasn't been determined yet because he’s too young. He's childish and immature at times like most growing demons are. There have been moments where he demonstrates extremely manipulative, jealous, or deceitful behaviour. (Best early guesses if you asked Mephisto: Envy, Wrath and/or Sloth.) ↳ Past incarnation sins: Pride/Wrath

The Demon King: Lust/Sloth before Diavolo's birth; Envy/Sloth afterwards

ANGEL OCs & VIRTUES

Metatron: Kindness (Sins: Envy/Greed)

Gabriel: Chastity (Sins: Lust/Pride)

Uriel: Patience (Sins: Wrath/Lust)

Seraphiel: Diligence (Sins: Sloth/Pride)

Habuhiah: Charity (Sins: Greed/Envy)

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