cw: slight creepy behaviors (by tim ofc), suggestve content (tim jorks it using the hand he touched your shoulder w)
- Its been just over a week, and Tim has NOT stopped thinking about the sweet girl from the gas station. Like... its an issue. Despite his attempts to stop his mind from wandering, ESPECIALLY during 'work' and in the night, he just cant seem to get you off his mind!!!!
- That is until one day he parks his truck in the lot of a small local grocery store, and spots a familiar figure prancing down the sidewalk without a care in the world. He had to stop and admire your carefreeness, it was.. adorable in a sense, stupid, but adorable.
- As you make your way closer and closer to the building, Tim finally gets out of his car and follows you inside, trying not to catch your attention (not that it was difficult to stay unnoticed).
- Imagine your surprise when you (literally) bumb into a familiar figure!!! His hand lightly gripped onto your shoulder to stablize you, shuddering at the thought that he got to touch you. Chirping out an airy 'Thank you!' and going on to ramble about how you need to pay more attention to where you were walking.
- You two stay and chat for a bit, he walks with you around the store, taking note of the items your grabbing and checking off of the list held tightly in your left hand. Suddenly, you perk up!! You almost forgot about your deal from a few says prior!!!! You immediatley re-suggest grabbing a cup of coffee and bite to eat the next day. Tim agrees hesitantly, already thinking up an excuse to tell his coworkers why hell be out the next days afternoon.
- After deciding on a set time, you both part ways, and Tim rushes out to his truck, not even grabbing the groceries he had made the short journey for, and all but speeds home.
- Once he arrives at the small building he and his coworkers called home, he gently swings the front door open, making a beeline right for his room. Tim ignores the concerned call from Toby, and locks his door behind him.
- Fumbling with the buckle of his belt he sits on the edge of his bed, hastily yanking his jeans down and letting them pool around his ankles. The brunette lets out a sigh of relief as soon as his palm comes in contact with his length, giving it a few slow pumps with the same hand that had come in contact with your shoulder about an hour before.
- As ashamed as he was, he couldnt stop, the thought of you with your pretty little skirt scrunched up against your adorable thighs as he absolutley ruined your cunt, your soft voice chanting out his name, it all pushed him further towards his release.
- As he bit down on the fabric of his shirt he noticed something that pushed him completely over the edge, he smelled like you. That sweet floral-honey scent was it for the poor man, because moments later he was spurting hot white ropes of cum all over his hand and exposed stomach.
- Goodness Tim couldnt wait to see you tomorrow...
Can I request distressing content from BEN with this question please?
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I'm so glad you're better
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You asked for distressing, and so I tried to be quite angsty with this one. I think this is the longest headcanon post I might have ever written, if not close to it
"I'd take the hit for you again." Those were the words you told him. He said it over and over again to himself while he watched you die, the fact that he shouldn't have been out here with you, that he hated being on the field for missions, he was clumsy and a distraction, and you had taken the hit for him and lost your life because of it. He kept blaming himself, and you knew that, and you'd told him it wasn't his fault, that you'd do it again for him. To keep him safe. He'd already screamed his throat raw while you were dying, your blood still soaking his form, but if it wasn't for the raw pain he could feel, he knew he'd still be screaming.
BEN wasn't surprised when Slender eventually appeared in front of the two of you. BEN had run his calculations and told Slender how long the mission should have lasted and when you should be home by. What BEN hadn't done calculations for was you taking a fatal hit for him, and the two of you being unable to return home at all. BEN was already dead, had been for at least a decade, but sitting there and holding you as you died had made him feel like he himself had died again. Slender seemed to hesitate, glancing down at BEN. There were only two people in the world who knew of BEN's full extent of trauma, of the damages that did to his real personality, and with you resting cold in his arms, it seemed that number had dropped back down to one, with Slender being the only one left with you gone. "They said they'd do it again," BEN says numbly as he looks up at Slender, "that it wasn't my fault." Slender tells BEN that he agrees and that it wasn't his fault.
That just makes BEN's face scrunch up and makes a fresh wave of tears run down it. It makes BEN remember the fact that only three people had seen what he really looks like when he's crying. His mother, you, and Slender. Both you and his mother had died to an extent relating to BEN, you from taking a hit for him, and his mother, his mother had died protecting him from his father. Her numerous injuries and constant weakness made her illness worse, driving her body to give out. That realization, that both of the people he loved most in the world had died protecting him, makes him silently scream again, his face twisted in unbelievable pain as he silently sobs, as Slender takes both of you back to the mansion. BEN continues to hover next to you, to always be beside you as Slender cleans up your body and prepares to put you into one of the freezers. "BEN..." Slender's voice softly rings through the room, as he rests you upon the table you'll lay on until they can bury you. "I am truly sorry, for what happened. When you were young, and now, with them. I know that you'll internalize this, that you'll blame yourself, but I hope that you know that neither of them nor myself, would ever blame you for this. This was not your fault." Slender gives him a hug, tries to force his kindness into BEN's mind, and tries to stop him from continuing to blame himself.
However, right now, BEN's mind has always made itself up. Perhaps in a few more years, BEN will see that it wasn't his doing. That it's okay to be protected, to be loved and cared for, that he deserves it. That he deserves to be happy, and that all of those acts were made out of love and a desire to see him continue to be happy. But that's not right now, and he knows that. As he sits beside you, looking over you, a small part of him hopes that you'll turn into a ghost as he did, but he knows if that were the case it would have been done by now. Only those that die an incredibly sufferable death may turn into ghosts. As he recalls your death, how you smiled up at him, expressing your affection for him, how your last breath fanned softly across his face, BEN wouldn't have called that death one of extreme suffering. You seemed happy, in your last moments, to be able to spend them with him, to express your love for him one last time. That fact, that image of your final smile, a smile reserved only for him, has BEN screaming once more, so hard that his powers have all of the walls in the mansion shaking and rattling, however, none make any move to go down there. After all, they all internally knew the same thing; that only you could have been the one to calm him down.
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jason is a grandpa's boy and u cant take this away from me!!! they cook together, they discuss literature together, and when jay comes back, they clean their guns together haha. ofc they celebrate their birthday together too! 😌
FAT LAST LONGER THAT FLAVOUR
DO NOT FAIL YOURSELF AGAIN.
May I please ask when you're feeling like it if you'd please some more Scollace? Uni time is best but any will do (Sorry to be repetitive but this is my only source of serotonin lately, it seems :') )
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crossaint emoji (also up on youtube)
song: mixed messages - tom cardy
black and white graphics stamps
i like to think that they go to eachother for some sort of comfort when things goes to shit (as usual)
i just rlly like rarepairs n i think staig is 1 of my top 5 craig ships JHKASDAJ
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