#🦄.anon

[nanaslutt]

hii nana!! i saw your rules and that you could do fics abt other fandoms/games, i would love a fic on oliver aiku as ur sugar baby :3. ur choice if smut or not, i dont mind.

— 🦄 anon

at some point yes but uhhhh ive only seen ep 1 of blue lock LMAOOO so i would mischaracterize him horribly seeing as how ive never met him lolll

#🦄.anon

[jaemmphilia]

Me? How. I? I'm dead. I'm literally simping so hard for Sungchan

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i miss seunghan bro :(

#status: answered ! #🦄.anon

[another-lost-mc]

Hellooooo first time requesting on your blog!

So for a long time I've wondered what it would be like if NB Satan & OG Satan were to meet & converse with each other. How would they react to each other? What questions would they ask? How would they respond? Etc. I was wondering how you would imagine this interaction would work?

Also, is it okay if I claim 🦄 anon?

A/N: Ooh that's such a neat idea. You know those “talk to your past/future self" tropes? I almost see OG Satan leading NB Satan through the present timeline version of House of Lamentation. It gives him a glimpse of what life will be like later, how things will change and what will still be the same. I kept this mostly wholesome because NB has enough angst potential without me adding to it. lol

SATAN x gn!Reader, 0.5k words, SFW.

Content: implied established relationship with gn!Reader.

The house itself is obviously a bit different. It’s older but also newer in some ways—updates and renovations over time, that sort of thing. It’s endured years of the siblings living there and all that entails. Their home is obviously loved and well-cared for, despite the little dents in the wall from their squabbles and the occasional scorched marks from some accidental fires. Those lingering remnants of the past each tell a story, and OG Satan offers to share them all.

I think NB Satan is just confused by everything he sees. There are portraits of himself on the walls, and there's lots of family photos where OG Satan looks so happy. OG Satan talks about his brothers while they walk slowly through the halls together. His voice is laced with fondness, especially even when he talks about Lucifer. He reminisces about pranks he attempted with Belphie that Lucifer managed to thwart somehow, but there’s no real bite in his tone. He can look back fondly on those memories and cherish them all, the good and the bad.

By the time they get to his bedroom, NB Satan has no idea what to think. He explores the familiar space but notices all the subtle differences: there are a lot of human world literature and movies strewn about, and he notices a jar of cat treats near the door so it's easy to grab a handful before going out to feed the strays. This bedroom feels less like a prison of his own making because it's comfortable and uniquely him and surprisingly warm.

OG Satan just kind of watches his other self with something like amusement, and NB Satan gets fed up feeling like the punchline to someone's idea of a joke.

"I don't get it. We're the same, aren't we? So why aren't you—how are you not—?"

"How am I not what?"

"How are you not angry all the time? Why are you so happy? Especially talking about him."

"Oh, I'm angry," OG Satan says, picking up a framed photo from his bedside table. He runs his fingers over the glass as he looks at the picture in his hands. "You know what it feels like, how it festers deep inside us. We're always looking for reasons to let our rage loose on the world so everyone else hurts as much as we do. But we both had to learn that there's more to life than that, didn't we?"

OG Satan hands him the photo, and NB Satan takes the frame carefully. It's a a photo of him and his family at a beach somewhere, and right there in the middle with their arms wrapped around his waist is—

"Our attendant?" he asks, eyes lingering on a familiar smile before reluctantly handing the photo back.

OG Satan nods. "If anything, you're the lucky one," he says, returning the picture to its proper place beside his bed. "I had to wait a lot longer to meet them than you did. I was lost just as you were, but then they came here and—well, I have a feeling you know how the rest of that story goes," he says, clearing his throat as a pink blush dusts his cheeks.

For the first time since they met, it feels like they finally understand each other. "...Yeah, I think I do."

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me satan #obey me satan x reader #satan x reader #obey me x reader #jes: 🦄 anon #x reader #gn!reader

[nickgoesinsane]

Imagine getting arlong pregnant? 😍

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Once upon a time, Arlong thought it was humiliating how whipped he is for you. Somewhere along the way, though, the thought is thrown out the window. Maybe it’s the way you treat his men with kindness or the way you bring those corrupt marines to their knees with a single flare of haki. Eventually, as your relationship grows, he’s overcome with a frantic need he can’t put a name to. He wants to have his hands on you all the time, constantly leaving imprints of his teeth in visible places like your neck and the curve of your jaw, and glowers at anyone who gets too close to you.

But you have a busy schedule, which means you can’t be with him all the time. It’s frustrating, especially since he doesn’t know what’s wrong, and it makes him snappy. Until he sees it. Your latest rescue is composed of an unconventional family— a fishman, a human woman, and their hybrid child. She’s undeniably adorable. With little webbed hands and feet, sharp little teeth, and gills on the sides of her neck. She grins toothily at her father, looking so tiny in his arms.

He. Wants. One.

Arlong rides your cock all through the night, even when his thighs strain and sweat slides down his spine, until his cunt is so full that he makes a frothy mess of your pelvis. You seem taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm until you catch the longing way he stares at the family as they make themselves at home in the village. You’re more lenient after that, not protesting when he pulls you into an empty lounge and nudges you to sit in one of the massive sofas before straddling you.

“What?” He asks gruffly when he spots the cheeky grin on your face, even as he strokes you to full hardness. He’s so wet that his slick drips down onto your cock, dribbling down your length as he hovers over you.

“You really want a baby, huh?” You ask teasingly, slipping your hands under his open shirt to touch his bare skin.

His face gains a smug look, his sharp teeth flashing as he grins down at you. It’s distinctly shark-like, his pupils blown hungrily. “And you’re gonna give it to me.” With that, he lowers himself, sinking your cock into his warm, wet cunt.

“Yeah, I am.” You mumble, sighing contentedly as he begins rocking his hips. Eventually, his efforts are rewarded with that heavy feeling in his lower belly that other fishmen have described when being gravid. Unfortunately for every innocent soul in the village that has fallen victim to his murderous glares, it’s only increased his possessiveness.

#╰┈➤ nick answers ! #the title for this could be “arlong gets baby fever” #one piece brainrot #dom reader #top reader #sub character #sub arlong #arlong x reader #revolutionary reader #n/sfw #n/s/f/w #🦄 anon !

[princessbrunette]

need ur thoughts on how u think puppy!reader n john b met princess 🫣

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ooooooo this is fun !!

🧸ྀི𐙚🍪⋆˙

he arrives home to the chateau one day to see a sweet thing on his porch knocking away at his front door, yelling out a worried “‘scuse me! is anyone home?” all teary eyed and upset.

he wanders over with a frown, brown paper bag of groceries tucked under his arm as he fishes for his keys in his pocket. “hey, woah, hi there. everything okay?”

you spin around, and there’s this little moment where he’s taken aback because you’re actually really cute. he blinks a couple of times dumbly, brows raised and lips parted. “do you live here?” your voice is just that little bit more quiet now because you weren’t expecting someone close to your age, let alone someone as handsome.

“that i do.” he steps up onto the porch. “what can i do for ‘ya?” he finds his keys, tossing them up in his palm.

“well i was riding my bike near by and i rolled into a bush and my wheel flew off and i grazed my knee.” you extend your leg, drawing his attention to the bloodied graze. he makes a face, turning his head a little with an ‘oo’ sound following at the gash. “i was wondering if you just had a bandaid… and if you knew how to fix this.” you point to where your bike is stood up beside his house, a lopsided pink bunch of scrap essentially with the wheel comically perched beside it.

john b unlocks the door and gives you a friendly smile he tried his hardest to make appear as non-threatening, nodding his head inside. “come on in.”

you get chatting as he lets you clean your knee up and patch it up, exchanging names and small talk before he heads over to your bike, letting you sit by him as he does his best handiwork to screw the wheel back on.

“yeah, you know my friend jj is way better at this kinda thing than i am. should get you home in one piece though.” he stands back, observing his work and you grin, elated.

“you’re the best, i owe you big time john b.”

“you owe me nothing. you’ll come back if you need anything at all though, right?”

of course, you took that literally — and started to find excuses to show up almost every day like a lost puppy until he had no choice but to make you his. the rest is history !

🧸ྀི𐙚🍪⋆˙

#🦄 anon #john b prompt

[bookofmirth]

Feyre threw her shoe at Rhys. Nesta kneed Cassian in the balls. I wonder what Gwyn & Elain will do to Azriel & Lucien. Maybe Gwyn will throw a book or a friendship bracelet at Az’s head? I would’ve added dagger, but. . .And Elain will throw either a bouquet of flowers, or weeds with dirt on them, or her hat, or her gloves at Lucien?😂 -🦄 anon

ahhhh Elain throwing her hat and gloves at Lucien ahhhhhhhh. She gets annoyed at him teasing her and rips up the wrong plant

Elain *holding a plant with roots up in her fist*: I am trying to weed and look what you made me do!

Lucien: how is it my fault that you couldn't tell the difference between a weed and a... regular plant?

Elain, nostrils flaring: I know the difference, you were DISTRACTING me!!!!

I could see Gwyn throwing a book at Az's head, or maybe she tries to punch him and he catches/blocks her, so she tries again and he blocks her again until they end up all tangled, maybe on the floor, and eyes gazing and lips just inches apart 👀

#elucien #gwynriel #ask #🦄 anon

[spacexseven]

sorry for the late reply! And to answer some of your questions in the tags, it’s actually all three. A “final girl” is a basically a trope that means a character (usually protagonist) that is “pure, feminine, and the victim” during a horror film. They’re usually a victim of chance or have a distant past connection to the killer. Be it their intelligence, connection, or simply pure luck, the final girl is able to avoid death until the end where: 1) they survive to the end and defeat their killer 2) they escape or 3) they die regardless. I was thinking of killer! yan bsd, but I was also intrigued with a victim/final girl! bsd. An example of an idea that’s currently plaguing my mind is Final Girl! Nikolai. I liked the idea of a serial killer targeting magician/or whimsical (maybe ability users) people and choosing nikolai as target. cat and mouse chase, and they end getting the drop on him (how? idk). Its kinda a slow burn horror, but regardless nikolai fights back. this is a gist and example. Tuna, i’m so sorry about throwing this ramble dump at you. 🙈 this is just an idea, nothing you actually have to do. im just happy sharing this with you - 🦄

ahahahaha....there was a lot i had to say about this, but i kept it as brief as i could because i Might...might do a series/oneshot w this au. Maybe </3 thank you for sharing this gem of an idea i am very excited to dig in nomnomnom. tagged under 'sk reader au 🐟'

gn! reader, is a serial killer & implied to have an ability that can 'collect' other abilities. can be read as a yandere reader.

cw: stalking, murder, violence

ability users are fascinating little things.

especially when they try everything in their power to stay alive. it's a wonderful sight, to see those that always stood above regular people, to see those regarded as gifted, desperately attempt to survive. there was something intoxicating about holding power above the same ability users that were feared by all.

but your interest was less in the users and more in the ability itself.

there was a lot you hoped to learn about abilities, regardless of the type. there must be a reason as to why some were sentient, why some were so much more powerful than others, why some were uncontrollable, and the best way to learn, was of course, through the ability itself. you were willing to do anything to satisfy your curiousity, even if it meant the user had to die for their abilities to join your collection.

you had fond memories with all of them; flawless made for an exhilarating fight, always a step ahead until you sunk your claws into the frightened figure of a dark-eyed ability user, rashōmon was unique, the dark mass almost besting you, but, in the end, you stood victorious over a sickly body—even if you hadn't gone after it, this was an ability that wasn't meant to survive for long, and you liked to think that it was for the best that it joined you instead of disappearing with its user. and of course, discourse on decadence was unforgettable. you remembered it belonged to some goverment agent who was hot on your trail—it was the closest anyone came to stopping you—and your most recent kill.

usually, you didn't like picking favorites. each ability was fascinating and unique in its own way, but it was undeniable that one in particular stood out to you.

the overcoat was an interesting ability. at first sight, it appeared quite simple, but you had viewed it in action too many times to know just how frightening it was. how easy it was to turn it into a lethal weapon—to reach in and twist out a limb or to drain out the blood from a vein. the seemingly unlimited potential of the ability, however, was only one of the aspects that intrigued you.

generally, you've never cared for the users as much as you did their abilities. while you enjoyed the brutal torture you made them suffer, and you liked hunting them down, they always came secondary to their abilities. you didn't care to know their names or their personal stories. despite all that, a name—nikolai gogol—had made his way on your list of targets, scrawled next to his ability.

it'd only take you a minute to identify nikolai in a sea of people.

whether he had the scar over his eye showing or hidden, whether he was wearing glasses or colored contacts, no matter what wig he wore or how ordinary he tried to look, you would immediately be able to point him out. no disguise, no false identity could hide him from you—you know this because he's tried, many times now, to fool you. but you've always known it was him, from the slightest strain of his voice when disguised, the unsettling blankness in his gaze when he looked at you, the subtle upturn of his lips when he approached you. you knew it was him from the way he titled his head when asking you a question, the way he said your name, and even the syllables he stressed when he spoke.

he approached you first as a police officer, then as a detective, a local politician, and even an assassin. You had already noted down each encounter you had with him, the details of each false identity, and what you had learned from it. it was a feat in itself that nikolai had survived so many encounters with you. perhaps it was because of your growing obsession with him,

(somehow, you always knew that your last victim would be nikolai. he'd be a fitting end for your legacy, as the ability user who had been watching you from the very start. the only ability user you could see as more than a shell for his powers. the only one who escaped you once.)

initially, you believed that nikolai followed you around for self-driven justice, to punish you for your crimes. (the policeman getup convinced you of that much), but instead of lunging at you, he watched, enraptured, as you stole the perfect crime, and he followed you closely as you stalked the user of falling camellia, doing nothing to stop you either time. and every time after that, be it walking past him in the busy streets of yokohama or meeting him as your taxi driver, nikolai had yet to try and expose your crimes and exact revenge. he never held a blade up to your throat, never used the very frightening ability of his on you.

his passivity, however, did nothing to quench your bloodthirst.

it was you who attacked him first.

you're no stranger to hunting down your prey. it was something you anticipated now, the sound of footsteps making their way around corners, the sight of shaking shoulders and trembling hands as they hid behind walls, the way fear consumed them when you finally cornered them; you relished in the hunt as much as you did the result.

nikolai doesn't make it much of a hunt. he's quick, with his coat fluttering around him. his footsteps, you remember, are light and quick, his breathing staggered as he laughed wildly. he snatches up your gun with a hand through his coat, and shoots blindly. there is despair consuming his mind, no panic climbing up his spine. his heart rate accelerates not out of fear, but out of thrill, and he looks at you with unrestrained elation. this was no hunt, nikolai wasn't hiding from you—this was a chase. just as you approached a dead end, and you think you can finally, finally, shove him into a corner, nikolai turns to smile at you one last time, before disappearing into a flurry of his coat. as you stand alone, a dark glove laid on the floor ahead of you catches your attention; his glove might have caught on a jagged end and fallen, you think. after cleaning up his mess, you silently pocket it, still haunted by that uninhibited look and that devilish grin.

nikolai is everywhere after that, taunting you.

he sits across you from the train, he takes your order in a restaurant, he applauds you from a distance, after watching you drag away yet another body, congratulating you on another successful kill.

"next time," he smiles at you, all coy and enticing, "i hope it's me."

you hope so too, but you don't let him have the pleasure of knowing that. the scowl on your blood-streaked face sends him spinning away in giggles.

it wasn't the next time, but after a few more dead bodies and many more warnings about your work are played on the news, you meet nikolai again. nikolai gogol is no easy prey, but you're not one to be bested twice. this time, you don't let him run. you're finally on top of him, blood pooling out of where your knife was stuck in his thigh, his coat ripped off him and abandoned somewhere else. it would be so easy to kill him now, so easy to watch him bleed out and claim his ability as yours, but for the first time, you hesitated on delivering the killing blow.

this time, it's not the ability you're after, is it?

#anyone interested for a spinoff w yukito ayatsuji hunting down this reader? #on a serious note thank you anon ^^ this really brought a spark to me which i haven't been feeling in a while #yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bungo stray dogs #yandere bsd x reader #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #yandere nikolai x reader #nikolai gogol x reader #yandere reader x nikolai #is he yandere actually i dont know myself #sk reader au 🐟 #yandere reader 🐟 #nikolai 🐟 #drabble 🐟 #ask 🐟 #anon 🐟 #🦄 anon 🐟 #bsd 🐟

[daintyf4wn]

bf gojo out on a long mission missing u :((((( leaves u a looong voicemail of him jerkin off all whiney n shit saying “fuck, ’m so hard it hurts. miss your perfect lil’ pussy, baby” n telling you in great detail all the filthy, perverted things he wants to do to you. he’s so sloppy when he’s jerking off too you’d be able to hear the wet noises so loud and clear over the phone. he’d end the voicemail with “god.. ’m gonna fuckin’ ruin you when i get back,” with a little chuckle. shhdjsjsjdbh im coping so hard rn jjk makes me so ill

my jaw dropped. im gonna need a couple days to do this one. got me flopping around like a fish outta water 😭

#jjk gojo #gojo smut #smut #anon 🦄 #jjk smut #jjk #jjk fanfic

[dearlyjun]

sugardaddy!yeonjun who gets mad and only makes you cum by delivering slaps after slaps to your pussy, giving you the most painful yet best orgasm of your life 🥰

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ANONIE YOUR BRAIN FUCK THIS IS SO!!!!

⚠️ warning! squirting, possible mean dom sd yj, overstimulation?, begging / whining, clit slapping obv

keep your fucking legs open. yeonjun grunted, prying your legs apart by your knees. what did i fucking tell you?

ill be a good girl, daddy I promise. you whimpered, writhing slightly in his lap as yeonjun toyed with your over sensitive bundle of nerves.

you sat on yeonjun’s lap with your back to his chest; with him holding your legs apart.

you didn’t apologize. yeonjun spat. see what happens to girls that don’t know how to behave? he slowly rubbed your clit with his fingertips before quickly spanking it, making you nearly choke on your saliva.

or do you like when I do this to you? yeonjun sadistically smirked. pussys so wet, I don’t even have to spit on it, huh?

you felt like you were fighting for your life, the way that yeonjun had you so on edge.

your legs threatened to close again as his fingers worked at your clit once more before slipping two of them inside of you, finding your sweet spot instantly and honing in on it.

your back arched slightly as you let out a whiny moan; yeonjun studying you.

I have yet to hear it come out of that pretty mouth of yours, sweetheart. Yeonjun’s voice was low. he pulled his fingers out of you, giving attention to your clit once more, then slapping it. this time harder.

tears welled in your eyes, and you let out a whimper.

tell daddy you’re sorry. Yeonjun’s hot breath was on your neck. he slapped your clit once more, making you yelp.

you were shaking, but you finally broke. fuck! the slaps to your clit didn’t stop this time; Yeonjun finding pleasure in the way your body tensed up in response. you came hard, actually squirting onto his hand. im sorry, daddy im sorry, im so sorry. I disobeyed you.

fuck this was yummy I love unicorn anon

#ash replies #🦄 anon! #txt hard thoughts

[takami-takami]

Siren Hawks where he get close to you because he curious both also wants a mate.

~🦄

This made my brain take a screenshot.

Are we monsterfucking Hawks now? Please god tell me we are monsterfucking Hawks now.

#aha....... gets up and walks in a circle #💌 asks #🦄 anon

[jaemmphilia]

Also Lee Taeyong and Nakamoto Yuta wtaf???

Then Winwin when Renjun almost took of his shirt and did finger hearts??

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they're going crazy and they're driving me crazy

#🦄.anon

[beesneedswords]

Headcanon | Karlach, Lae'zel, and Astarion | Platonic | Companions react to a motherly/fatherly tav?

[I made an older orc and in my head she was like a temporary mom to everyone in camp, pretty much adopting them. Is this okay? I want Platonic fluff. You can add more characters if you wish!]

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So sorry this took so long. I've been doing a million different things.

Masterlist

Karlach

She cries holding Clive at night for the first few days.

She remembers her parents, but is so happy to have someone looking after her well-being again.

She shares all of her memories of her parents with Tav, trying to bond more.

Karlach hates seeing Tav get hurt.

She is always afraid of losing them like she did her parents.

Astarion

He cries every night.

He doesn't remember his parents' faces or names.

He tries his best to imagine what they look like, but everything he thinks of looks wrong.

He tries to distance himself from Tav at first, but can't help being drawn to their kindness.

Astarion slowly starts to loosen himself and enjoy the protection Tav gives him.

Lae'zel

She is very outspoken about how she doesn't need a parental figure.

In her spare time, in her tent at night, she thinks about the day's events and thinks about how differently they could have gone.

Lae'zel slowly warms up to Tav's ideas and insights, but pushes back a bit with her ideals she grew up with.

She tried to hide how she feels about Tav's guidance, but everyone has noticed how much more reasonable she seems.

She begins to talk to Shadowheart and others about their disagreements instead of starting with violence.

#baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate iii #baldurs gate tav #bg3 #bg3 tav #{✿❀bg3✿❀} #tav #baldurs gate #{✿❀bee answers✿❀} #{🦄anon} #bg3 karlach #bg3 laezel #bg3 astarion #bg3 headcannons #bg3 headcanons #karlach headcanon #astarion headcanons #laezel headcanons #older tav #older tav headcanons #baldurs gate astarion #baldurs gate karlach #baldurs gate laezel #baldurs gate headcanon #no romance #no romance headcanon #friend tav #baldurs gate fanfiction #bg3 fanfiction #gn tav

[princessbrunette]

THE CINDERELLA DRESS??1? ohmygod i thought i made that up!!!!! when i tell u i used to chew the hell out of that thing

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my mouth is watering i’m not kidding

#🦄 anon #chatting ૮₍ • ˕ - ₎ა♡₊˚

[bellafragolina]

*pulls up to your askbox like this is a drive thru*

hey so could I get uhhhh... Raihan and Leon x reader...

With uh....

The reader having an shiney absol that choose them when they were little (and living in a very rough situation) who is very protective of them? Like absol used to warn them when bad things might happen so they could hide or protect themselves, and now as an adult absol doesn't trust a lot of people in readers life

uhh....

Oh also! The guys meet readers absol (not knowing about their past) and absol either doesn't make a fuss about them or actually seems to like them. Making reader cry or something because they realize they will be safe with Raihan/Leon??

That's it thanks!

(can't remember if I've asked this, but is this emoji taken? 🦄? A unicorn if you can't see it for some reason)

can i offer some fries with that? lolol, what a darling prompt, love! and yes, you're very much welcome to the 🦄 <3

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Leon:

Leon has seen pictures of your Absol before he actually met the sweet Pokémon. He compliments the red against white that the Pokémon displays, which makes you smile. The day he's meant to meet your longest companion, he makes sure to bring not only some flowers for you, but plenty of treats and even some toys for your Absol as well

He enters your home, nervous but calm. And your Absol approaches him without wariness. As Leon sits on the couch while you fetch a vase for the flowers, Absol even climbs onto the cushions with him, offering its head for pets and accepting the treats with a pleased purr.

You return to the living room to find Absol snoozing in Leon's lap, and immediately dissolve into tears of relief. Leon is immediately concerned, wanting to comfort you but not wanting to startle you Absol. You sink to your knees next to him, admit that things weren't always the best for you, so Absol protected you best it could from harm. And for it to be so relaxed with Leon, it must mean he's safe.

Leon hugs you best he can with your Pokémon in his lap, kissing your crown. He promises himself then and there to always protect you. And in his lap, Absol smiles.

Raihan:

Raihan doesn't get a heads up before meeting you Absol. He's had a bout of bad luck after a tournament that left him at your door, hoping for a couch to crash on since his hotel had an infestation of Skwovet that turned the place into a storage container for endless mountains of berries and other squirreled away food. Luckily, you let him in without hesitation

Your Absol, brilliant red with pure white fur, stares Raihan down as he enters. His brows raise, but he smiles, greeting the Pokémon kindly. You go to get the man a drink, leaving your Pokémon to make its decision on your newest friend. Absol, slowly rising to its feet, makes its way to Raihan. The gym leader swallows, intimidated by those intense eyes staring him down

But Absol mere bumps its head into Raihan's palm, sitting at his feet as Raihan pets it. When you return with the drink, you nearly drop it, finding Absol purring and braced on Raihan so it can lick at his cheek. Raihan chuckles, and give you a warm smile, but it falls when he sees the tears rolling down your cheeks. He's safe, you realize. You're safe, finally.

Raihan immediately moves Absol off of him, rising to catch you in a hug. You set the drink down, and bury yourself in Raihan's hold, Absol brushing against your legs. You ramble out to him every relieved thought that crosses your mind, and though it's not all coherent, Raihan gets an idea of what your past must've been like. He rocks you both side to side, and gives Absol a smile. It nods in return, an unspoken agreement to protect you passing between them

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ta-da! i don't know too much about absol personalities, so i made them something like an extremely wise cat! hope that works!!

and i hope you enjoyed! have a wonderful evening, love <3

~Renee

#🦄 anon #raihan x reader #champion leon x reader #leon x reader #pokemon x reader #pokemon imagines

[spacexseven]

Tuna, messed up idea, but imagine thriller buddy cop comedy turned full blown yandere horror with: scapegoat! Darling based on the serial killer au. Darling just has terrible luck and gets pinned all the murders and worse thing? they wake up one day, covered in blood, in a strange place with the cold corpse of a red headed man. It takes a while for the implications of what happened to hit them and they later find out they now have mutiple abilities. Abilities they never had before. Or! maybe, this is a crappy isekai au with bad end! serial killer reader. sigma 🤝 isekai scapegoat darling - 🦄 (im thinking about random ideas too much while i should be finishing other wips and ideas.)

manga spoilers below regarding the unknown doa members and a future part of the doa's plan :) i took liberties with the extent of the book's abilities so. don't question it hfhfh

in the same universe as sk reader, but this time, reader is a stranger who has been brought into the bsd world as a pawn in fyodor's new plan. here, fyodor has broken out of meursault already. fyodor centric but implied sigma x reader and nikolai x reader

cw: murder, dark isekai, death, start of an obsession, manipulation, kind of dehumanization of reader, fyodor is Evil.

let's say things were not going according to plan. the hunting dogs had found the coin bombs in the casino, and now all eyes were on sigma and the associated members, mushitarou was out and working with ango and the ada, and the port mafia had seemingly come to help the ada too. it would only be a matter of time before kamui's identity was revealed, and that would destroy everything he's worked for thus far.

it would be easy to do as kamui says and unleash bram's infection across the population; it would only take weeks, if not days, for the virus to spread with kamui's ability in hand. but fyodor disagreed with his decision. no, there was a better way to do things. all he needed was time to distract the public and get everything back on track. if kamui's identity was revealed now...it would throw the world into chaos, yes, but not the kind he needed.

this called for his last resort.

though he hadn't told anyone, there was a little more than a side of a page left blank in the book. on the written side, he had intentionally left a very part blank on the offchance that things would stop going his way. kamui was unaware. of course, but that was for the best.

the first order of business was to ensure ango sakaguchi was dead.

his ability would prove to be too much of a hindrance since he could use it to find kamui and the others. with the information he had, he could somewhat be certain of where ango was and what he would be doing.

under the moonlight, he writes, ango sakaguchi walks down the alleyway, believing himself to be alone. suddenly, there's a strange sensation at the back of his neck; he considers turning around to face his pursuer and slowly reaches for his gun. but it's too late. the minute his hand reaches for the handle, something pierces his chest...

he can almost feel the words coming to life, twisting reality. fyodor smiles to himself as he finishes writing the last line; besides the corpse of ango sakaguchi, a person awakens. in their hand is a gun, the bullets of which match the ones inside ango. he writes about the blood splattered newcomer methodically cleaning up the scene and disposing of the body and evidence.

this person's ability allows them to take the ability 'discourse on decadence' for themselves.

it's a little bit harder to alter history, to make it so that the deaths of numerous ability users before were a result of his new subordinate's work, and give you all the power you need to be useful to him. he has to write down all the details about the deceased users so that there are no discrepancies, has to ensure the crime scenes are cleaned up but with enough clues so the implication is clear. there is a serial killer loose in yokohama, one that has been targeting ability users for almost a decade now.

the special division wouldn't be surprised that ango had become a victim; it made sense because he had been strongly involved in the case for a while now, but this also made it a priority. files about the sky casino were put on hold, and now the terrorists of the armed detective agency and the serial killer were the priority of the government.

it's funny; the special division thinks that the serial killer is working with the ada, which is why you were not caught despite the agency being aware of your presence all this time, and the ada believes you to be working with the doa. they would all be running in circles, chasing their own beliefs, with no consideration of fyodor's involvement.

nikolai brings him updates; his pawn is in a constant state of confusion and shock, and still unable to use your ability as it was intended. you're plagued by nightmares, too, and still afraid of everyone. he chides fyodor for not writing you to be a calm, composed person, so you would continue your work as fyodor intended you to, but he only had so much space. besides, he tells nikolai, pawns can be trained, too; like pets. all he needs is to offer you a home, an identity, and a life—just like he offered sigma—and you'd be eating out of his hand. what did it matter to you, after that, if a few more lives were lost as long as it guaranteed your own survival?

he arranges for documents to be made; for you to have your own job and home so that there's no suspicion about your identity, arranges for nikolai to surveil you closely and watch out for the eyes of god, lest you're caught by fitzgerald, and for sigma to gain your trust. he himself comes to let you know about all the abilities you have and helps you wield them easily

it's a shame. on paper, you were the perfect pawn—but you're too weak to act on your own yet. he doesn't mind the extra time spent, however, and he coaxes you into targeting mushitarou, whose ability would be extremely useful, but your hands still shake even when he places his over yours and directs the gun for you, and you still cry when you see the blood pooling out of mushitarou, folding in on yourself with shallow breaths. you still tremble when he asks you to use your newest ability.

you're still sniffling when he pets your head and suggests you clean up, and though you go quiet, he can tell you're still haunted by your actions when he looks at the glossy emptiness of your eyes. even after all this time, you still look conflicted when he praises you for a job well done.

it doesn't matter what you feel right now, anyway. fyodor smiles to himself when he catches sight of you slumped up against sigma, watching the other go through his customer files, because he would never let you leave. you don't have anywhere else to go, or anyone else to turn to. nobody would accept you like they have, and you knew that; even if you were so terrified that your hands froze over the trigger or you can't pull the knife out, you'd still force yourself to do it if he asks.

truly, you make for a perfect pet.

#its not really yandere Yet fyodor might become obsessed w reader later #yandere bsd #this is so sad poor reader ill save you #yandere fyodor x reader #fyodor x reader #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bungou stray dogs #dark isekai #isekai au 🐟 #bungo stray dogs isekai #sk reader au 🐟 #ask 🐟 #anon 🐟 #fyodor 🐟 #nikolai 🐟 #sigma 🐟 #bsd 🐟 #🦄 anon 🐟

[aventurine-official]

Listen okay you and Veritas are each gorgeous in your own individual right... but BOTH??? AT THE SAME TIME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! WITH TWO GENTS (...okay ONE of you DEFINITELY is VERY much comfortable) SECURE IN THER SEXUALITY???!!!???

Yes. Ugh... pretty men you two are. Wanna see you kiss AND kiss you.

-🦄(...but uh...🪷)

Gorgeous? I’m touched by the compliment! 

And I completely agree… Veritas is quite a sight, indeed~

*Aventurine smirks upon seeing the newcomer, eyes glittering mischievously.*

Oh, I assure you, I am quite confidently gay.

*He nods, considering the proposal for an instant.*

I know I would be completely fine with a threesome, but… mmm, Ratio..? I might have to convince him. 

#trump card 🃏 #king of diamonds ♦️ #unicorn anon 🦄 #aventurine #honkai star rail #honkai star rail rp #hsr aventurine #hsr #hsr rp #dr ratio #dr ratio hsr #dr veritas ratio #aventurine honkai star rail