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Baked Goods

Baked Goods (slow-burn romance)

Alastor × reader

Warnings: cannibalism,

Chapter 4: Tea

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Alastor spent the rest of the day thinking. It was unwise to just charge head-first into Vee Tower. Especially now that Vox was working on Angelic security. He was still confident in his abilities, but this was not the same as his little spat with Vox when he had returned. Alastor had to be careful. This would take time.

The next day, Alastor visited Rosie. It was their regular weekly tea party. Alastor had 7 years' worth of tea drinking to make up for.

As the two sat down for tea, Alastor admired the tray of 'finger' sandwiches. Rosie had a sly grin on her face. The tea was poured, and several seconds of silence went by before Rosie spoke up.

“So, have you visited the bakery I recommend?” she sipped her tea casually. Alastor's eyes narrowed slightly. It was very obvious what she was digging for.

Alastor smiled. “I dropped by.” he wasn't going to give her what she wanted so easily. It was a playful fight between them. Rosie would poke and prod, and Alastor would give her as little info as possible. Even if Rosie was his best friend, he couldn't just tell her. Besides, she enjoyed clawing the information out of him. She enjoyed the challenge.

“What did you think?” She picked an eyeball off a try and rolled it in between her fingers before eating it.

“It was,” he paused for a moment, trying not to give too much away “nicer than I expected,” he took a sip of his tea.

The smile on Rosie's face grew. Her eyes narrowed a little. “How is our little baker?”

Alastor's ear twitched slightly. Almost unnoticeable. Almost. One look at Rosie's face, and he knew. She saw it. He cursed internally. He had to change the topic fast.

“Fine, I guess.” He tried to be nonchalant. “I actually have a favor I'd like to ask of you” It was a bit early to drop this, but he needed a distraction before she dug anymore.

She lets out a soft sigh. She could take a hint. She had poked something Alastor didn't want her poking at. So naturally, she planned to poke at it as much as possible. She looked forward to it. For now, however, she would let it slide.

“Ooh.” She faked a gasp. “It's not like you to ask for favors,” she teased. He rolled his eyes, ignoring her antics. “I am planning an attack. On Vox.”

Rosie put her cup down, her face serious, “Alastor” her tone full of concern and worry.

“Don't worry. It's not like that.” he waved his hand as if waving away her worry. “This time, it's purely business. I swear.” His signature smile wide on his face.

Rosie eyed him for a moment before giving him a small smile. “Alright. How can I help?” She wasn't convinced, but it would be better to stay close. The last time Alastor and Vox had a big all-out fight was the day Alastor disappeared. She wasn't going to let that happen again.

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Baked Goods

Baked Goods (slow burn romance)

Alastor × reader

Warnings: light violence, suggested stalking

Chapter 3: The Goons

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It took Alastor all of 5 minutes to locate the hideout. It took another 2 minutes for him to drag the leader out. Dusting off his coat, he smiled at the shark squirming in his shadow tentacle's grasp.

“Now my good fellow” his voice is light, “Tell me, why did you attack my new bakery?” The shark's eyes widen as he wiggles more.

“They didn't tell me nothin'” he pleads, “They just want him closed!”

Alastor's eyes narrow slightly. “Who?”

“The Vees!” His terror was short-lived, as Alastor squeezed him until he popped like a balloon. His eyes flashed radio dials, and his smile grew unnaturally wide. For a moment, you saw a glimpse of the true radio demon. You swallowed hard. Fear ran through you. Hearing his onslaught on the radio was far different from seeing it up close and personal. Your body ran cold. Frozen. Alastor turned to you, his face normal again. He sees the fear on your face plain as day.

“Well now. I think you should head back to the bakery for now” Despite his friendly tone, it was clearly an order. You nodded and he watched as you walked away.

Once you were far enough away, you released a breath you hadn't realized you'd been holding. The gruesome scene loops in your mind. After the sock had worn off, you were actually impressed. You had always known Alastor was strong, but seeing him in action was different. A smile started to tug at your lips.

The rest of the afternoon was peacefully quiet. You kept the radio on just in case, but nothing. By the time you headed to bed, you were exhausted. You barely manage to undress before flopping into your bed's warm embrace. You fall asleep almost instantly, completely unaware someone was watching you.

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Baked Goods (slow burn romance)

Alastor × reader Warnings: None Chapter 2: The Bakery

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It had been a few weeks since you met Alastor, and he seems to have taken a liking to you. Or at least you're baking. The radio demon would stop by your shop daily and get something new each time. Sometimes, he would get his food to go, and sometimes he would eat inside, but regardless of how busy he might be, he always had time to talk to you.

The little bell above your door dinged. You were in the kitchen. “One moment,” you shouted as soft jazz slowly began to play. You smiled to yourself as you pulled a fresh tray of muffins out of the oven. Whenever Alastor visited, the radio on display would kick on, and soft jazz would fill the store until he left. You quickly set the muffins on the cooling rack, stopping to check your face in the mirror before walking into the front.

“Y/n!” Alastor smiled wide as he saw you enter the room. “What is that marvelous smell?” His natural smile seemed warmer to you.

“I just took some muffins out of the oven. Would you like one?” Alastor quickly accepts your offer. You snap a finger, and a small cookie golem in the kitchen springs to life. The golem grabs a muffin and brings it out on a tray. Alastor's eyes light up as he takes the muffin.

“I must say, these little food creatures of yours fascinate me. How do they work?” He inspects his muffin as he speaks. Before you're able to answer, a brick gets thrown through your front window. You just sigh and casually move to clean up the mess. Alastor watches you for a moment, confused. “Is that common?” You nod as you pick up the brick and lightly toss it to him.

Alastor catches the brick easily, and upon seeing it up close, he realizes there's a note attached to the brick. “How crude,” he mumbles to himself as he reads the note out loud: “surrender or else.” He inspects the brick and the back of the note for more information, but finds nothing. 

You finished getting the glass cleaned up and put a covering over the hole in the window. “Apparently, my shop is in the middle of two territories, and both leaders have been trying to get me to submit.”

“It's really starting to become a problem.” You sigh, suddenly feeling emotionally drained. You take a moment to compose yourself before turning around to face Alastor with a smile. “Anyway, how's your muffin?”

Alastor's smile grows as he walks over and places a hand on your shoulder. “If I may offer a suggestion?” He leans closer. “I could take care of this for you, and in exchange,” he pauses for dramatic effect, making a show of looking over his muffin. “Let's say you become my personal baker.” You looked up at him, studying his face closely. You were no dummy, this sounded suspicious, but you're not strong enough to handle it yourself, or you would have already. Minutes tick by as you weigh this out in your mind. Alastor patiently waits, seeming to enjoy your struggle to make this choice. “I get to keep my shop, right?” Your question causes Alastor to chuckle softly. “Of course, my dear! I would never dream of taking it away from you. I simply want to keep my favorite bakery safe.” His voice was light, almost as if he were singing. His casual attitude makes you feel more conflicted. 

Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves, you answer, “Okay.” The room fills with static; the hairs on the back of your neck stand as Alastor extends a hand. “A deal then?” His smile oozed confidence. “A deal.” You shake his hand, sealing your fate. For better or worse, Alastor now holds your fate in his hands.

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I'm going to try and finish chapter 2 of Baked Goods this week! The Stardew Valley update has been consuming me but I'm almost done i swear!

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kiss roulette

inspired by the infamous "i want the k" meme by deactivated tumblr user tastcful. send 🎲 to generate a kiss! potential suggestive/nsf.w themes may appear

A kiss on the cheek

A kiss on the nose

A kiss on the forehead

A kiss to the top of the head

A firm kiss

A gentle peck

A romantic kiss

A platonic kiss

A kiss to the eyelid

A kiss along the jawline

A kiss to the neck

A kiss along the collar bone

A kiss on the chest

A kiss to the stomach

A kiss along the hips

A kiss in the rain

An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss

A kiss while laughing

A kiss underwater

A rough kiss

WILDCARD! Dealer's choice :)

A french kiss/kiss with tongue

A kiss influenced by alcohol/other substances

A sleepy kiss

A kiss that's an accident

A kiss while one or both parties are crying

A kiss in greeting

A kiss in parting

A kiss to the back of the hand

A kiss to the palm of the hand

A kiss to the inner thigh

A kiss while someone watches

A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking

A kiss after a bite

A kiss against a wall

A kiss to the shoulder

A kiss to the back of the neck

A kiss while one party is carried

A tentative kiss

An impulsive kiss

A kiss out of spite

A clumsy kiss

A bloody kiss

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Baked Goods

Alastor x Baker reader (slow burn romance)

Plot: During the 7 years, Alastor was missing the reader and Rosie became friends. Now that Alastor is back, Rosie is dying to introduce you. She just knows you'll get along amazingly, after all, she's a great matchmaker.

Warnings: suggested cannibalism, swearing

(Note: reader is a poisonous frog demon) Next

“Alastor!” Rosie was waving her hand in the air to get her friend's attention as she approached him. Her other hand was pulling someone behind her.

Alastor smiled at his friend before noticing the demon his friend was dragging behind her. Alastor was filled with curiosity and excitement.

“Rosie!” Alastor greeted, letting the woman hug him before turning his attention to her guest.

“I have someone I want you to meet” She smiles wide, pushing you in front of Alastor. You smile up at him, offering your hand, “Nice to meet you. I'm y/n.” You were beyond nervous.

You've been in hell for a while. You knew about Alastor and had even heard his broadcasts. You were a huge fan. You were also hugely disappointed when Alastor disappeared, but you kept his radio on display in your shop. In hopes, he would one day return.

Shortly after he left, you met Rosie. You were hoping to branch out and expand, and the cannibals were one of the few markets left. You had approached her about doing business, and the two of you quickly became friends.

Alastor shook your hand. “A pleasure,” his signature smile seemed genuine. Rosie quickly excused herself, leaving the two of you alone. Alastor looked you over a bit, amused, “So tell me about yourself.” Alastor led you over to a bench so you could sit and chat. After all, Rosie had made the effort to introduce you, which piqued Alastor's curiosity.

“Oh, um, I'm a baker.” You take your seat on the bench. “I've recently started working with Rosie to include meat in my menu.” You emphasized the word. A bit obvious, but that was the point. Alastor's eyes light up. That was interesting. “Oh? You must let me try one sometime”.

The two of you talked for hours about everything from recipes to music. It was getting late, Alastor stood up and adjusted his outfit “it's getting late, allow me to escort you home” You nodded jumping to your feet this earned a chuckle from Alastor. You'd never dream Alastor would be walking you home. You chatted more about meaningless things. All too soon, arriving at your home. Alastor gives you a bow, “goodnight, I do hope we meet again soon.”

“Holy shit!” You were pacing around your living room. Alastor, the Aalstor, the Radio demon himself, just walked you home. You couldn't sleep that night.

You contemplated closing the bakery today but decided against it. You had a feeling Alastor might stop by. You quickly eat and dress before heading to the bakery.

It was currently 9 am and business was slowing down. The morning rush was finally over. You were sitting at a table taking a much-needed break when 'ding' a customer. You sigh before getting up and turning to see Alastor.

“Hello dear” his smile widened at you. “I was hoping to try your meat dish”, Alastor emphasized the word the same way you had the day before.

“Of course!” You smiled and disappeared for a moment before returning with a plain white to-go box. Handing him the box.

Alastor accepts, “may I?” He gestures to the box. You nod, holding your breath as he opens it. In the box is a medium-sized pie. Enough for about 4 people. Alastor pokes a hole into the pie with one of his long fingers and samples the pies insides. His eyes light up. “That is fantastic!” His voice crackled with excitement. You can't help but blush. “I will have to return,” he smiles, turning and leaving. Stopping at the door, he snaps his fingers, the radio you had on display switches on, and music begins to play. “Such a lovely radio should be enjoyed, don't you think?” With that, he walked out the door.

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Fanfic Writer Ask Game

These are always fun so I wanted to make one! Reblog this and let others send you an ask based on any of these emojis/questions:

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Secret Valentine!

This is for @writeblrcafe Secret Valentine's Day event.

My Secret Valentine was sadfragilegirl

I hope you like it!

Note: I know nothing about K-pop, so this was a fun challenge. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You can't believe it. You stare dumbfounded at your computer screen, where the word WINNER is in big bold letters. Several months ago, your favorite artist, Ravi, had not only announced a solo tour but a solo international tour. On top of finally getting the chance to see him perform live, there was a contest for one lucky fan in each location to spend the day with him. If you're reading your email correctly, you have just been announced the winner for your area!

The big day is here! You spent all morning perfecting your hair and makeup. Standing outside your home, you make minor adjustments to your outfit. Then you see it, a limo turning onto your street. This is it. You stand up straight, a nervous smile on your face. The car stops in front of your house. The driver exits the car, walks around, opens the back passenger door, and out he steps; Ravi. You can't breathe. He smiles warmly at you. He takes your hand and gives it a gentle kiss. He then invites you into the limo and off you go.

Your first stop is shopping. He takes you to any store you want to go to. As the two of you shopped, you started to get comfortable, and before you know it, it's dinnertime. You arrive at a traditional Korean restaurant. The place had been rented out, so it was just the two of you. As you ate, your bond only became stronger, and by the end of the meal, he was finding any excuse to touch you. A strand of hair in your face, a piece of rice on your lip, your legs bump under the table.

When you finish your meal and return to the car, it seems like he's sitting closer to you than before. You arrived at the venue early as Ravi was needed for preparation. You were then escorted to a dressing room, where you were fitted into a special outfit for the concert. It took longer than you realized to get ready. They did your hair, makeup, and nails. By the time you were ready, fans had begun pouring into the venue. You were escorted to your front-row seat.

Then the lights went dark, and a single spotlight illuminated the stage. A small layer of fog covered the stage, and out of the center rose Ravi from under the stage. The concert was unforgettable. By the end your face was sore from smiling, your hands still stinging and numb from all the clapping, as you were escorted backstage after the show. After a few minutes, Ravi joins you after he has changed out of his stage clothes. He sits down next to you, his face a bit red. After a few quiet minutes, he slowly moves his face closer to yours, until your foreheads are touching. He looks into your eyes, leans closer, and kisses you on the cheek.

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The Girl Who Runs the Universe

The Girl Who Runs the Universe

Chapter 1

Warnings/triggers: Blood, violence,

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The sun was bright and still hung high in the sky. The fluffy white clouds slowly rolled across the deep blue sky. The birds sang in the background. The gentle breeze danced with the vibrant green grass. It was a perfect spring day. It should have been a perfect spring day. It had been a perfect spring day. As Amelia stood there in her front doorway. Her school bag dropped to her feet. Her eyes widened, her mouth a gape. The walls of the normally crème hallway were splattered with blood. There was no mistake, the smell of iron so strong she felt as if she were choking on it. The dark hardwood under her feet was barely visible. After several minutes, she slowly started to move. She moved slowly and quietly.

“Mom?” She tried whispering, but her voice was so soft, that she almost wasn't sure she'd made a sound. She took a deep breath.

“Mom?” Her voice cracked.

She crept from one room to the next, hoping her family was okay. She looked under beds and in closets, anywhere she thought someone might be hiding. But there was no one.

Finally, Amelia found herself in the basement. Her least favorite place. The poor lighting and heavy concrete walls made her uncomfortable. This was the only room not bathed in blood. It looked exactly the same as it did every day. This made her even more uncomfortable. She had, during her search around the house, found and armed herself with her little brother's baseball bat. She held it up high, ready to swing at anything. Thankfully, the basement was a small single room with an old couch and TV against the far wall and a bunch of old boxes by the stairs. She sat on the worn and fluffy couch, taking a moment to collect herself and figure out what she should do next.

Before Amelia could organize her thoughts, a menacing laugh echoed through the room. Amelia shot straight up, bat at the ready. “Who's there?!” she screamed at the laughter. Her voice trembling. The laughter only grew louder, as if taunting her.

“What have you done with my family?” Her body trembled with fear. Her grip on the bat tightened. The laughing only seemed to grow louder, drowning her in the sound. Then, as suddenly as it started, it stopped. The room became an eerie quiet. Suddenly, smoke started forming at her feet, with no source in sight. Before she could react, the smoke gathered in the center of the room and formed the outline of a person.

A blinding flash of light burst from the smoke, and when Amelia looked again, a woman stood in the smoke's place. She wore a long black robe with intricate emerald patterns embroidered deep into the fabric. The woman pulled the hood down, revealing her chin-length red hair, her skin so sickly pale it almost looked gray, which only made her unusually bright yellow eyes pop even more.

“Do not worry,” she spoke, her voice soft and almost kind. “Your family is safe for now. That may not last. It all depends on you” She smiled softly as if she was having a casual conversation with an old friend.

“What do you want from me?” Amelia's grip on the bat was so tight her knuckles were losing color.

“From you? Now? Nothing. I want something from your future. You're going to become someone great. I want that person to grant my wish. Unfortunately, I do not have the time to wait for you to become that person,” she gestured to the weapon in the young girl's hand “Why don't you put that down, and we can have a nice talk?”

She extended her hand, waiting for a response. Amelia took a deep breath. She did not know what was going on. This was all too much. Maybe it was a dream? Whatever it was, this person clearly would not take no for an answer. For now, she felt the best course was to cooperate, at least until she could be sure of her family's safety.

Amelia put the bat down and reluctantly took the strange woman's hand. In an instant, they were in a field of flowers. Flowers as far as the eye could see, and just to her left, a pavilion with a table and chairs. The table was covered in food, more food than Amelia had ever seen. The woman sat down at the table and began pouring two cups of tea. Amelia cautiously joined her, leaving a seat between them.

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#the girl who runs the universe #tw blood

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publishing companies will be like ~ooh this is a hardcover oooh it's so durable that will be $35~ and then you see the actual book and it's like. "perfect"-bound with endbands glued on crooked and a completely plain paper cover under the dust jacket. my dudes this shit is a mass market paperback with delusions of grandeur

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The Boy Who Rules Reality

The Boy Who Rules Reality is an adult fantasy-themed story about a boy who in a case of mistaken identity receives the ability to alter all reality. Follow as he goes on epic quests, overthrows evil, and lives out all of his wildest fantasies, after all, who's going to stop him?

WARNING 18+! This story contains: Violence, swearing, death, drugs, alcohol, and sexual themes. This story is recommended for readers 18 and over.

Chapter 1

#The Boy Who Rules Reality

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The Girl Who Runs the Universe

The Girl Who Runs the Universe is an adult fantasy-themed story about a girl who was destined for great things and the hero of all, however, a villain from her future kidnaps her family and changes everything. WARNING 18+! This story contains: Violence, swearing, death, drugs, alcohol, and sexual themes. This story is recommended for readers 18 and over. Chapter 1

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Main: @blu3birdprince

I cross post all my fanfiction to my A03!

I am open for requests!

I am working on 2 original stories. 'The Girl Who Runs the Universe' and 'The Boy Who Rules Reality' both stories are fantasy-themed and contain violence, swearing, and adult themes. I will add warnings/triggers at the start of each chapter.

I also post fanfics and short stories. I am open to feedback and suggestions.

I do have dyslexia, so if you see any grammatical errors, please let me know!

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