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#Yandere Brett x reader
insidethejob · 9 months
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hi /⁠ᐠ⁠。⁠ꞈ⁠。⁠ᐟ⁠\ if your requests are open you could do one about brett and prompt 42
Prompt 42: “You want me to fuck you..? Would that make you happy? Would it make you love me?”
Welp, I Guess I'm Stuck
Yandere! Brett Hand x Fem! Reader Tw: NSFW [No actual Smut], Drunk! Reader, Dubious-Consent 🔞18+ Content due to dark and adult themes. Read at your own risk
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Brett felt his stomach tighten as your hands roamed his body. You were giggling and whispering in his ear. Brett knew you were drunk, but it was hard to hold himself together.
"I love you in your suit, but god you look so good in normal clothes."
He laughs, trying to avoid the awkwardness. "You look good, too, Y/n."
You push his hair back, before playing with a loose strand. Brett could feel his face darken and his hands tighten on his wheel.
"So where are we going, Brett baby?"
"I'm taking you home."
"Aww," You cross your arms, frowning, "I was hoping you'd be more..." You lightly touch his tight, "Interesting."
He slammed the breaks, causing you to fall forward. Your eyes widen as you bang your head on the dashboard. Brett gasps and is quick to grab you and inspect you.
"Oh my god! Y/n are you okay? I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to... Oh my god!" He says as he starts to freak out.
You shake him off, "It's fine Brett... Don't worry about it."
But he does worry about it. The anxiety of you being mad at him takes over his mind. He frowned when pulling up to your home. You sloppily get out, before going to the drivers side.
"Do you want to come in, Brett?"
He looks at his alarm and frowned when seeing the late time. He was going to deny and mention work.
"Please?"
He looked at you, his face red. How could he say no when you're looking at him like that?
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He examined everything in your home. It was so you, and it made him smile.
"Do you want..." You were going to ask him if he wanted something to drink, but your eyes slowly started to droop, and you fell forward. Brett was quick to catch you and laid you on your couch.
You wobbly got up, not being able to keep yourself straight. He sat down by you, to make sure you didn't hurt yourself. You leaned on his shoulder, trying to gain yourself. You giggled to yourself, before looking up at him.
"You're so pretty," You say, rubbing his face. "I want to fuck you."
His body freezes as you lightly grace his neck. You lightly run your tongue on his neck, causing a shiver to run down his back. He leaned into the couch as you move to his lap. You play with his hair and his nails clinging to the seat cushions.
You remove your shirt and Brett looks away, trying not to feed into his boner. Your hands were all around him and he could feel his body flush. You stopped, confusing him, and he finally looked at you.
You look up at him, tears gracing your eye, "Do you want to do this?"
Brett could feel a knot in his throat. You could do whatever you wanted to him. He took a deep breath before speaking, "You want me to fuck you..? Would that make you happy? Would it make you love me? I would do anything to make you happy."
You blushed fiddling with your hair, "I don't want to overstep-"
"You could use me however you want, Y/n," He grabs your face, pulling you in close, "You can use me like your boy toy."
"Well, you shouldn't say that if you don't mean it, because I might just do it."
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vrisrezis · 2 years
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Yandere Reagan and Yandere Brett team up? 👀
Reagan doesn’t like the idea of a team up, I think of her as the kinda yandere that wants you to herself and hates any kind of competition and I’m inclined to think Brett is the same way. But I think they’d make exceptions for one another due to their friendship in canon, especially if you take this as polyamorous. They have very different ways of dealing with things however, Brett resorts to kidnapping and more extreme measures, whilst Reagan believes you shouldn’t be controlled like that and should live the life you wanna. Surprisingly she’s less problematic than Brett can be at times? But I think that’s just due to the abuse she experienced from her dad that makes her not want to control you too much.
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sunsphobia · 1 year
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yandere brett head canons?
yandere brett hand headcanon❜s
yandere brett x reader, little nsfw, anon asked!
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brett was always little obsessed with you, brett always thought of you and him together. poor you, you can't get rid of him this man will always follow you every where you go.
brett doesn't care if myc can hear his every thought, but myc doesn't say anything (myc is probably scared of him 😭🙏)
brett would talk about you with reagan, reagan just listens but she'll get annoyed 👐 (lmafo) this man could talk about you all the time, it just proves how much he loves you. 🤭
brett always wanted a loving family, but why not make one with you? he doesn't mind trying, dude would be great with kids, specially babysitting. this man will make you pregnant 🫶(If your okay with it tho)
brett loves to dance with you in your office or his, slow and passionate. If you never learn to dance he'll teach you how to.
he'll buy you dresses, flowers your favourites, clothes, and food! he takes you out on nice dinners and cute picnics, he'll make you a flower crown and you'll make one for him.
this man get jealous, he hates when people try to flirt with you, he would give you a kiss and tell you have amazing you were last night. the person flirting with you leaves feeling embarrassed.
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botheyanderedog · 1 year
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*I take off my clothes revealing a sexy blue lingerie then take a deep breath* Ok…open…
(Hope you’re ok with this)
Bo opens his eyes, almost instantly he starts drooling.
Woah...
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tea-plantz · 1 year
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MASTERLIST
Hello! I’m a new writer on tumblr here to feed into you people’s crazy obsessions! I will probably mostly do oneshots and headcanons, however, feel free to request anything from my list down below. Oh, and also, English is not my first language so please do excuse me if I happen to make any spelling mistakes. You may also feel free to correct me if you do spot any, that is how we learn after all.
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First of all, I will NOT write:
pedophilia
character x character (I will mostly write “x reader” but polyamorous fics with other character are gladly welcomed!)
NSFW (mainly because I absolutely suck at it, but feel free to leave requests, and I might consider it)
What I WILL write:
fluff
angst
yandere
polyamorous relationships
SFW (and maaaaybe some NSFW if you ask nicely;) )
romance
platonic
Fandoms + characterlist
THE OWL HOUSE
-Luz Noceda
-Amity Blight
-Willow Park
-Gus Porter
-Hunter
-Eda Clawthorne
-King (platonically)
-The Collector
-Raine Whispers
-Emira Blight
-Edric Blight
AMPHIBIA
-Anne Boonchuy
-Marcy Wu
-Sasha Waybright
-Darcy
-The Plantars (platonically)
GRAVITY FALLS
-Dipper Pines
-Mabel Pines
-Wendy Blerble Corduroy
-Bill Cipher
-Soos Ramirez
INSIDE JOB
-Reagen Ridley
-Brett Hand
-Gigi
-Andre Lee
-Myc
ENA
-Ena
-Moony
JUNJI ITO
-Souichi Tsujii
-Tomie Kawakami
-Chizumi
-Yuuma Azawa
GORILLAZ
-2D/Stuart Pot
-Noodle
-Russel Hobbs
-Murdoc Niccals
HORROR
-Jason Vorhees
-Michael Myers
-Bubba Sawyer
-Thomas Hewitt
-Brahms Heelshire
-Sadoko
-Norman Bates
-Carrie White
-Pearl
-Pennywise
-Ghostface (Billy, Stu, Danny or just ghostface himself)
This list might change later on
Feel free to send in any requests (with a bit of information like, pronouns, what genre, age etc.) lovelies<3
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sin-sidejob · 1 year
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Hi, you could do a yandere brett x fem reader with nsfw ( but only if you want)
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cherryo · 2 years
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RULES <333!!
Okie Dokie y’all!! this is the place to see my rules and what I do/don’t write!!
We’ll start with what I will/ wont write and then get into the fandoms I write for!!
Edited: 1/23/23
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I WILL WRITE :
fluff!!
smut (not that good at it but I will still try!!(all minors will either be aged up or their request will be denied depending on how young they are, I wont write any minors in that situation))
angst 
triggering stuff (abuse, sexual harrasment)
(regarding the triggering stuff, I will not write the Character inflicting such things, I will only write it if said Character is comforting the reader)
x readers
mostly GN but can be specific towards gender identity
Mental illness/disorders (i will only write what I am diagnosed with, so Depression, Anxiety, EDs, adhd, audio halucinations, and Autism)
violent scenes (this is really only with the action related characters, Rottmnt, demon slayer, etc)
yandere (sometimes, depending on what type)
Hurt/comfort
Romantic and platonic
Headcanons (i love these)
I WONT WRITE:
incest/stepcest
sexual assault from character or in general. (assualt and harrasment is different, if you specify it, it might be something i will write)
regarding smut if you specifiy what you want I might write it however these are kinks I won’t write (water sports, hard bdsm, cnc, anything thats too dark or hard)
x ocs
pregnant reader / trying to get pregnant! (i’m comfortable with breeding kink but not so much them actually wanting to try for babies,,,)
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All in all with my rules, just specifiy in your requests and I might decline or I might write it! I’m open to a lot but also not experienced in certain things/ uncomfortable. just ask! dont be shy, I won’t be mean about it I swear <3
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Fandoms I write for! (plus the characters i write for, I’m super Specific on who I will or won’t write for hehe)
The Arcana
I WILL WRITE FOR:
Julian
Asra
Lucio
Portia
Nadia
I WONT WRITE FOR 
any of the courtiers (?)
ATTACK ON TITAN:
I WILL WRITE FOR:
almost everyone
i will also write in titan form!
DEMON SLAYER:
I WILL WRITE FOR:
the main three boys
Any of the pillars
the demons
I WONT WRITE FOR:
Muzan
Nezuko
HAIKYUU!!
I WILL WRITE FOR:
all of them !
JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure:
all of them suckers, except a select few, just ask and i might write for them!!
INSIDE JOB:
I WILL WRITE FOR:
Reagan
Brett
Andre
Myc (possibly)
Gigi
Ron
I WONT WRITE FOR:
Rand
Jr
Alpha-beta
Glenn
ROTTMNT:
I WILL WRITE FOR:
the main four boys <3
I WONT WRITE FOR:
April o’neil (i love her to death but can never properly do her character justice)
Casey Jones Jr (not a big fan of him in this one, love him but didnt get enough like content for me to go off of !)
Splinter
any of the villians 
2012! TMNT:
I WILL WRITE FOR:
the main four boys <3
Casey and April O'Neil
I believe thats about all, again please just ask, i might now write for the series but i can/will talk about it if i know/like it :))
MCU:
I WILL WRITE:
Almost all of em
THE BOYS:
Almost all of em hoes, just specify
I WILL WRITE:
Butcher
Frenchie
Hughie
M. M (only after his divorce</3)
A-train
Black noir
Soldier boy
Homelander (possibly)
I WON'T WRITE:
The Deep
MYSTIC MESSENGER:
SUPERNATURAL:
Ryan Gosling characters:
Officer K
Sierra six/court
Holland march
Noah (notebook)
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faithsxoxo · 7 days
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REQUESTS -
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fandoms i write for :
➥ inside job (reagan ridley, brett hand, andre lee, gigi thompson, myc) ➥ life is strange (max caufield, chloe price, rachel amber, nathan prescott, victoria chase, kate marsh)
what i will write :
➥ fluff, angst, etc ➥ smut
what i wont write :
➥ fetishes (scat, piss, cnc, non con, petplay, etc.) ➥ yandere, tsundere, anything like that ➥ student/teacher ➥ male reader
in your request :
➥ please be specific!! include exactly what you want, not just "can i have ____ x reader pls" ➥ specify reader gender as well, either female or gender-neutral
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myc-ology-whore · 2 years
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A angst request. Reagan x reader. The reader is going to be sent to shadow prison for trying to get rid of Rand.
She'll Be Okay
Reagan Ridley x GN!Reader
ooh, i like this one >:) more angst for you guys, this time starring our favourite disgruntled scientist <3 reader is gn btw
another 4k story that i may or may not make a sequel to. the way things are now, however, i feel like i've satisfied the angst that was asked of me.
nsfw: no sexual content, but explicit gore is used.
When Rand took over, everyone was pissed, not just the upper management team. Reagan had just promised everyone so much, and she had intended to make good on all of her promises, but the robot Rand brought into the company had ruined everything, and somehow in the end he was the one to get put in charge? Of course people were angry.
You, however, were by far and away the most angry of all. Reagan was your girlfriend; you knew better than anyone just how abusive Rand was to her growing up, though whenever you'd try to point it out she would just brush it off, saying, "Well, he's still my dad. I can't just kick him to the curb."
And so, you and Rand had simply been at each other's throats at every given opportunity. He said you weren't good enough for Reagan and that you were holding her back from achieving more, and you said that he was an abusive, manipulative parasite who'd never even treated her like a daughter in the first place (only one of you was correct). Reagan tried to ignore it; she understood your anger toward Rand, and she loved you for being hurt and mad in her place, but she couldn't abandon him. She didn't listen to Rand either, thankfully, sticking things out with you and staying at your place more than half of her time in the months leading up to the Bear-O incident. She told herself she could still have you and not betray her father, though of course, that couldn't last forever.
She made the right decision that day after digging through her memories and finding out what Rand did to her, telling him to get lost. You, Reagan, and the rest of the gang had dinner at Reagan's place that night, celebrating the fact that she had finally stood up to Rand. You all helped her to throw his stuff onto the curb, and at the end of the night, after everyone else went home, it was just you and Reagan.
Reagan sighed happily as she locked the front door behind the last of your friends, turning around and leaning back on it as she looked around the now-much-cleaner living room. "It already feels so much better to look at," she said, beaming over at you with tired eyes. "Just knowing that he's gone is... It's so much more of a relief than I thought it'd be."
"I told you so," you laughed, opening your arms to her. "C'mere." She chuckled and obliged you, crossing the room to bury herself in your hold. You both hummed contentedly, enjoying the silence of the house and the warmth of each other, though something scratched painfully at the back of your mind. You kiss the top of her head before quietly addressing her. "Hey, honey?"
"Mhm?"
"What Rand did to you," you start, already feeling her tense up, "you know that it wasn't okay, right?"
She pulled back, looking at you incredulously. "It was utterly fucked up," she corrected, making you smile. She didn't always admit it so easily; this was progress. "Fucking up my memory is a whole new low, even for Rand."
"Good, I'm glad we agree." You touch her cheek softly, and the creases in her brow and forehead fade as she relaxes. "D'you know I would do anything for you?"
Reagan laughs a little, her eyes warm as she reaches up to trace your features in return. "So you say," she answers, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. You close your eyes and kiss back, mouth opening and moving against hers lazily. She broke away to look at you once more, looking so happy and at peace. "I don't know what I'd do without you," she says, her voice wistful and filled with meaning. "You've been so patient throughout all of this, even though I was kind of stubborn in getting rid of Rand."
"Well, we haven't quite gotten rid of him yet," you reply, and Reagan frowns in confusion. "I've gotta drive him up to Canada and bury him in the snow before I'll feel satisfied that he's not coming back."
"As much as I'd like to strangle Rand myself, kidnapping and murder would get us put away for life."
"That's only if we get caught," you reminded. Reagan snorts at that, making a grin spread across your face. "I'd do it if you asked. I'm serious."
She rolls her eyes with a smile, giving you another quick peck before stepping away. "You're ridiculous," she chuckled, grabbing your hand and beginning to tug you toward the stairs. "C'mon, I'm tired of talking about that asshole. Let's go get ready for bed."
"Alright, alright," you say, relishing the warmth of her hand in yours.
That night was spent in blissful ignorance of what was to come the next day. When you woke up, Reagan was already out of bed, showered, and dressed, something completely unheard of. She was in such a good mood, better than you'd seen her in what felt like ages; she'd spent the morning putting together a little mini-model of what Cognito 2.0 would look like, and she'd ordered breakfast for the two of you. (She'd tried to cook at first, but ended up burning everything because she got distracted by her little project.) It felt like the end of an era, and seeing Reagan practically bouncing around the house with excitement for her promotion and her plans for Cognito made you feel happy and at ease. You loved seeing her smile so much.
That was why what happened when you got to work was so much worse. You were hanging out in the conference room with the gang, goofing off with Myc and Andre and going out of your way to annoy your friends, when Reagan came in with tears streaming down her face.
"Reagan, what's wrong, honey?" She'd immediately collapsed into you upon entry, dragging you to the ground and clutching onto you like she was about to fall off the face of the earth. She tried to speak, but couldn't talk over her sobbing. As you tried to calm her down, your friends gathered around you, unsure of what was going on.
"Deep breaths, Reagan," Gigi advised gently, crouching down beside you and resting a manicured hand onto Reagan's shoulder. "You've got to take deep breaths. In... and out... in... and out..."
As Gigi continued her breathing exercises to try to calm the hyperventilating Reagan, you looked up to your friends.
"I've never seen her this upset," Andre remarked, concern creasing his brows and forehead.
"Maybe Rand finally offed himself," Myc mused, earning him slaps from both you and Andre. "What? I thought we didn't care about him anymore."
You rolled your eyes, glaring at the mycelian. "Myc, you idiot, why don't you just read her mind and tell us what's going on?"
"Oh shit, you're right." He quickly went to place a flagella onto Reagan's head, the limb glowing pink as he sorted through her thoughts. Within a few seconds, he'd snatched the limb back as though he'd been burnt. "Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me."
"What? What is it?"
"It-- It's Rand," Reagan choked out, coughing as she tried to clear the phlegm from her throat. "He-- He's--"
"Calm down, sweetheart," you said softly, patting her back as she falls into another bout of broken cries. Turning back to Myc, you prompt, "He's what?"
Myc seems to hesitate for a moment. "He... took her position."
"...What?"
The room is silent aside from Reagan's bawling, even Gigi looking up in confusion and disbelief. "He took her position," Myc repeats, his voice small for once as he watches the tears dribble down Reagan's face, the way she's wrinkling your shirt in her fists. "He's the new CEO of Cognito."
No one speaks. For a moment, everything is still, aside from the shuddering gasps and sobs from Reagan. Then, the blood begins to boil in your ears. Your friends start to talk, their faces aghast and outraged, but you can't seem to hear them. All you can hear is a ringing in your head as you process the information that's been given to you.
Rand... He did this to get back at Reagan. He did this to hurt her for thinking she could escape him. You feel Reagan tighten her hold around your ribs, her face squished into your collarbone, and something in you flips like a switch.
I am not okay with this.
Gently, you pry Reagan away from your body. Her eyes are swollen and her nose is runny, cheeks red from the warmth of her tears, but she's still so pretty. You cup her face in both hands, using your thumbs to wipe to wetness from beneath her eyes. She sniffles and coughs again, trying to catch her breath as she looks at you. "What-- What am I supposed to-- to do?"
You smile fondly at her, leaning in the press a kiss to the tip of her nose. "Nothing, sweetheart," you say, running a hand over her head to smooth her ragged hair. "You just stay here, okay?"
"(Y/n)," she blubbers, her lip shaking violently as she tries in vain to regain her composure. "How could he do this to me?"
"I don't know, Reag," you admit, forcing yourself to maintain the smoothness of your features as you look at her, wanting to reassure her. "But hey, you know what?"
"What?"
"I love you so much, honey," you affirm, "and I'm not going to just sit here and do nothing about this."
Gigi nudges you, and you turn to look at her, doing your very best to keep your expression blank. "(Y/n), don't go and do anything crazy, you hear me? We're all just as furious about this as you are, but we have to make a plan before we can go and do something about this."
"For once, I agree," Glenn says from behind her. "As much as I love violence, we've got to make a plan of attack first. If we go in guns ablazin', we're liable to get sent down the tube on sight."
"We've got to get weapons, figure out where he sleeps," Andre surmised, hand on his chin in thought. "Then we can catch him by surprise!"
"Or we could just, y'know, do the easy thing and poison his coffee," Myc suggests.
"You guys, isn't there a way we can figure this out that doesn't include murder? I don't think I'll last very long in prison," Brett chimes in, looking nervous at everyone's plotting. "Why don't we all just calm down and really think about this?"
"Shut up, pretty boy," Myc dismisses, no one else even bothering to acknowledge the idea of not killing Rand. As your friends discuss the situation, you stand up, giving Reagan a pat on the head and straightening your jacket before you begin for the door. Myc notices first, and scuttles after you. "Hey, where do you think you're going?"
"Figured you, of all people, could figure that one out," you reply, laughing coldly. Though any one of the gang could probably guess where you were headed, none of them could feel the pure, white-hot rage dripping off of you like Myc could. He's never seen you like this, however, and isn't quite sure how to approach the situation.
"It's a bad idea, and you know it," he hisses, looking around as he follows you out of the conference room. "You're gonna get yourself fucked up, bud."
"Maybe," you confirm, striding with a purpose toward the CEO's office. "Then again, maybe not. Maybe I'll tear his fucking head off before anybody can do anything about it."
"Even if you manage that, you're still gonna get fucked by the Shadow Board once he's dead," Myc reasons, his voice growing more hushed and anxious the closer you get to the elevators. "Look, I'm saying this because you're my friend, (Y/n), our friend. Just hold off for a while, yeah? C'mon, let's go back."
He tries to grab onto your arm to halt you, but despite his surprising strength, you're quick to tear yourself from his grasp. "Don't fucking touch me right now, Myc," you snarled as you whipped around, your whole body feeling as though it was on fire from your anger. Myc takes a step back, startled, and though you feel a sudden sense of guilt, you quickly turn and continue down the hallway. You're on a mission, and no one is going to stop you.
"(Y/n), we'll still be here when you come back," Myc calls after you, allowing you to go on without him. Under his breath, he adds solemnly, "If you come back."
You stop only once on your way upstairs, at one of the hidden weaponry stations. Myc had shown you before how to spot their subtle designs, and you were a bit surprised to find such a stash so high up in the building, since most of the offices and labs were underground. You grab the first handgun you see, not really knowing how to use it since you've never really been in contact with a gun, but you figure it out easily enough through what you've seen in movies and video games. You were honestly a little proud at how quickly you managed to pull out the magazine to check that the weapon was loaded, and after that it was only a matter of cocking it, pointing, and shooting. You shoved the gun into your waistband and closed the weaponry station, making a beeline for the CEO's office.
When you arrived and knocked on the door, there came no answer. You wondered if this was a trap, if Rand was prepared for someone to try to assassinate him, but pushed the thought back in your mind and opened the door as quietly as you could. Luckily, it was unlocked, and you stepped carefully into the office before closing the door behind you, not wanting to leave any signs of entry if at all possible. It seemed as though Rand had left, perhaps to use the bathroom or to grab some food. It was almost too convenient.
Still, you couldn't turn back now. Trap or not, you'd leave this office once one of you had a bullet in your chest. You were so fucking done, absolutely fed up, with the way Rand treated Reagan. He'd put her down so many times, made her feel stupid or selfish for trying new things or doing things that separated her from him. He treated her like a pawn, like nothing more than a tool, a weapon to wield, and it infuriated you. He'd made her cry for the last time, if you had anything to say about it. You sat down in the chair in the corner of the room, one that was slightly hidden from view of the doors by a partition; if things went according to your impromptu plan, then by the time Rand noticed you he would already be on the other side of the room and away from the exit, cornered. You didn't doubt some secret exit or defense mechanism was hidden here in the room somewhere, but you were ready to take your chances. You had to do this now, while you were determined and enraged, or else you'd chicken out.
Close to ten minutes after you'd arrived and gotten into position, the doors to the office opened. You sat still, relaxed, as you heard shoes tapping on the tiles, Rand's voice reaching you as he muttered angrily to himself.
"Shit, I left the fucking door unlocked," Rand grumbles out of sight. You hear the jingle of his keys as he shoves them back into his pocket, and watch his shadow against the floor as he straightens his jacket and starts forward into the room. "Gotta remember to start locking things again, now that I'm back in charge."
He pauses in the middle of the room, looking around the office but not behind him yet. "Back in charge," he laughs to himself, clearly satisfied with what he'd done to get here. "Christ, it's good to be home."
He lifts his foot as though he's about to continue onward to his desk, but stops short and lurches forward slightly. Things seem to move in slow motion as he clutches at his stomach; if you were looking at it from another point of view, it might look like he was just feeling nauseous. You were watching very closely, however, watching how the bullet ripped through him and hit the hard wood of the desk, the clean hole in his torso vomiting a mist of red in the bullet's wake.
All you can hear is that ringing in your ears as Rand doubles over, hunching forward at a right angle before bending at the knee and falling down. He rolls onto his side, and you see his mouth moving as though he's screaming, agony painted across his features, but you can't hear him. You cross the room slowly, the gun still clutched tightly in your hand, your knuckles white. Rand sees you, and though his wound is bleeding profusely, he lets it go to try to scramble away from you.
"Stop moving," you command, your voice not quite sounding like you as you pointed the gun at him again. He yelps at the gesture and raises his hands in surrender, his eyes shut tight.
"Don't, please," he begs, his voice finally reaching your ears. It's raw, as though his vocal chords have been torn, and tears bead at the corners of his eyes. Still, he tries to maintain his cockiness as you loom over him. "Y-You've fucked up big time, kid," he says, chuckling through gritted teeth. "You can still... still fix this, though. If you help me get to that button over there, I'll... I'll make sure you don't die when security comes to get you."
He gestures to a red button on the back wall, but you don't even glance up at it. "You're going to die," you inform him, watching as his strained smile twitches. "I'm going to shoot you in the head, and you're not going to be standing up again, I'm afraid."
Rand's face pales as he realises just how powerless he is in this situation, and you can't help the small smile that begins to twist your lips. He deserves this, you think, not a doubt in your mind.
"C-C'mon, kid, you don't have to do this," Rand said uneasily, his gaze flicking between your face and the gun. He tries to push himself up on one arm, raising the other in a halting motion as he backs up against the CEO's desk. "D'you think Reagan would still wanna be with you if... if you killed her old man? Think of how... broken she would be, knowing the jackass she kept around blew her dad's brains out. She'd hate you."
You snort involuntarily, covering your mouth with your free hand as you try to stifle your laughter. "Hate me? For killing you? My god, man, how out of touch with reality are you?" You adjust the gun in your grip and squat down beside the frail-looking bag of blood and bones wasting away on the floor, being careful to keep your aim trained on his head at all times. "I'm doing the world a favour right now, Rand," you sneered, bouncing slightly on your heels. "You're a fucking waste of space, and I think you know that."
He's shaking, his lips trembling as he tries to find something to say but fails. He grabs at the hole above his hip again, hissing in pain as he attempts to stop the bleeding.
"That's not gonna work, stupid," you scoff, slamming the side of your gun across his face. He groans, eyes squeezing shut again as you stun him. You briefly think of how good it felt to do that, but push the thought of repeating the action away. You weren't a sociopath like him, and you wouldn't be reduced to one out of anger towards him. His hazy gaze meets your own once more, and you realise you shouldn't be drawing this out at all. You stand, straightening yourself out. "I think it's time we cut to the chase. Don't you think so, Rand?"
"Please," he implores, his face scrunching up in discomfort as he knits his fingers together in a begging motion. "I'll... I'll give you whatever you want, just, please, don't--"
He's cut off by another thunderous bang, this one splitting his skull and blowing a hole straight through his frontal lobe and into the desk he sits up against. Bits of brain and blood splatter onto the wood and tile around him, and a sense of pride makes your chest swell.
Now he was gone, and only now was it over.
Heavy footsteps thud against the floor somewhere nearby, and you set the gun down onto the desk. You couldn't take your eyes off of Rand's face; aside from a small, jagged circle in the middle of his forehead, he looks almost exactly as he had a few moments ago. However, you knew by the amount of gore surrounding his head that the exit wound had been much less contained. Silently, you thought to yourself how a shotgun would have been a much more fitting murder weapon for a monster of a man like Randall Ridley.
"Holy shit," said someone from behind you, and you turn wordlessly to see two armed security guards in the doorway. The man who spoke tears his eyes from Rand's body to meet yours, and immediately he aims his gun at you. "P-Put your hands where I can see 'em, kid," he quavered, clearly unprepared to deal with this situation. "Hands up, now!"
He was scared, and fear made people more dangerous, more unpredictable. You'd already accepted the terms and conditions in this contract, however, and so you simply smiled and raised your hands in surrender. "The gun is on the table there," you advised, gesturing to the desk. "Don't worry, I'm unarmed. I'll come quietly."
"R-Right," the security guard replied uncertainly, looking you over as though you might explode if he stepped any closer. He turned to his partner, who remained gawking at the corpse lying haphazardly on the floor. "Brady, come on, man," the guard blurted, startling his partner so badly that he almost dropped his gun. "Go on! Go and, uh, disable 'em, I suppose."
"Yes sir," the second man answered, stepping cautiously toward you. You gave him what you hoped was a reassuring smile, but it was obvious that it only served to disturb him. "Hands behind your back, p-please," he stumbled, walking around you like you were a dangerous animal. You did as instructed, and the guard wrapped a pair of handcuffs around your wrists with shaky hands.
"Right, bring 'em here," the first man said, beckoning the other forward. You felt the second man grip your arm securely, and then you were being led forward, stopping right in front of the more commanding guard. "I suppose I don't have to ask why you did what you did," he reckoned, looking back at Rand. "Guess you had more problems with him than most, eh? That, or you just had less to lose or more to gain than the rest of us."
"It needed to be done," you explain simply. "It was as necessary as putting down a decrepit old dog, I assure you."
The man chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "Can't argue with that logic. Unfortunately, we're going to have to put you in a holding cell, either until we've got a new boss or until the Shadow Board figures out what to do with you. I'm... sorry."
You can't help a laugh at the absurdity of the situation. "Apologising for arresting a murderer? What has this world come to?"
"I suppose you're right," the man replies. Holding one of the glass double doors open, he gestures into the hallway. "Brady, come on."
The second guard jumps and nods quickly, pushing you forward once again. As the door shuts behind you, you find yourself looking back at Rand's unmoving body, and a soft smile etches itself into your face. She'll be okay, now that he's gone.
She'll be okay.
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shiggyscumrag · 3 years
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Masterlist
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MHA
Tamaki Amajiki Brainrot- Tamaki x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut with fluff
Mha characters and hair pulling- headcanons (hair pulling) and 18+ smut
Mommy kink huh?- Shinsou x dom!Fem!Reader, 18+ smut
WHAT A WASTE OF FUCKING TIME- Ejiro Kirishima x GN!Reader, angst w/no comfort
How the MHA boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes- fluff and light smut implied
Dumb whores get bred- Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Reader
Chubby Chasers- Which Mha characters I think are chubby chasers and why, fluff and light smut
Teasing the Mha boys and what would turn them on- 18+ Smut, multiple characters
Tenya the breeder- Tenya Iida x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut
All the right wrinkles- Ejiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut
Yes, Mommy!- Ejiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut
Kissing Bakugou Katsuki- red lip stick-
You really wanna prove it to me?- Ejiro Kirishima Angst & Implied Smut
Love that rivaled the stars- Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader, 18+ Light Smut
Sore, Swollen, and Secretive- Ochako Uraraka x GN! Reader, fluff<3
MOMMY I PROMISE ILL BE A GOOD BOY!- Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut
Ass, tits, thighs, tummy, or hips- what i think these mha characters like what
Master made in Heaven- Tomura Shigiraki x Reader, 18+ Dark Smut
Mha thirsty headcanons- 18+ Smut, all the guys are doms<3
Peircing Brainrot ft. MHA- Mostly fluff but a little smut on bakugous part lol
Comfort cuddles<3- Bakugo Katsuki x Trans!Reader (ftm) fluff/comfort
Yandere Villian Tenya Iida x Ex hero Female!Reader- Smut with fluff
Mha characters with trans s/o- Fluff and a little smut
Villian!EnjiTodoroki x Reader(platonic)- angst mostly, a little comfort at the end
Yandere with tamaki, midoriya, and iida
"I'm tired"- Bakugou x GN!Reader angst with comfort
Painted Flowers- Bakugou x GN!Reader fluff<3
Tamaki Amajiki fluff Headcanons
Mha fluff drabble
Horny thoughts with shiggy pt.1
Horny thoughts with shiggy pt.2
Wham Bam Shang-a-lang is what we got baby - katsuki bakugou x reader fluff
Comfort w/Ejirou Kirishima cause I need it
VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL
Katsuki comfort/smut
Dabi comfort gamer!reader ask
Katsuki Bakugou Corruption Kink Brainrot
Haikyuu
Cat boys & Maid outfits- Aone x Fem!Reader, mostly fluff with hinted smut
Scenarios that I feel fit the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut
Just some thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons
More thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons
Even more thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons
The Haikyuu boys as dad's hc's- fluff<3
Iwazumi + Cockwamring- 18+ Smut
Sakusa Kiyoomi HC's- fluff, crack, and a little smut
I wont let you go- Tobio Kageyama x GN!Reader, angst with comfort
Shiritorizawa Brainrot Smut
Tendou smut<3
You look so pretty covered in my cum- Tsukishima Kei x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut
Yamaguchi and Tsukishima angst to comfort for s/o going though a panic attack
'A Work in Progress'- Ushijima Wakatoshi Fic pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, etc.
VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL
Demon Slayer
How the Demon Slayer boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes- fluff<3
Wisteria filled wind- Inosuke x Fem!Reader, fluff<3
Hot and Needy- Tanjiro Kamado x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut
AOT
Eren thirst imagine
How AOT characters e@t you out<3
VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL
Jean thirst <3
ENCANTO
Luisa Madrigal Scenarios I Love- fluff with Luisa x fem/gn reader
DSMP
Echoes? - Schlatt fluff
INSIDE JOB
Puff Puff Pass - Brett Hand x reader smut
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keylimeimagines · 3 years
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introduction thing except im very awkward :)
welcome to my (secondary) blog! my name is avery (or auve) i will be writing and posting specifically headcanons and imagines of your favorite characters from your favorite fandoms (x reader or not)! before we get started, i will lay down a few guidelines:
CHARACTERS I WILL MAINLY WRITE FOR (and that i prefer to write for):
-Brett Hand (Inside Job)
-Arataki Itto (Genshin Impact)
-Raph “Big Red” (ROTTMNT)
-Gorou (Genshin Impact)
-Tenya Iida (Boku no Hero Academia)
-Eijiro Kirishima (Boku no Hero Academia)
FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR:
-Inside Job
-Genshin Impact
-ROTTMNT (only the main turtles + April)
-Boku no Hero Academia
RULES:
1. No NSFW please! This also goes for suggestive things (as i am uncomfortable and i am still a minor)
2. No gross, illegal, or sensitive topics. This includes i*cest, r*pe, p*dophila, you get the picture.
3. Please stick to the fandoms i have mentioned above (although i might remove or add more fandoms in the future). This helps me know what the characters act like and how to write them :)
4. Please do not rush me. It really stresses me out.
5. Please specify what you want in your request!
6. I only write character x reader, SOME character x character, or normal character headcanons
7. Please do not request characters that are already in a canon relationship, as it makes me feel like a terrible person for separating them apart. HOWEVER, poly with said character and their partner is alright!
8. Since i do not do NSFW, i do not write gendered readers or s/os! i want my headcanons to be enjoyable for everyone, regardless of gender. I feel as though gendered readers are exclusive, so the reader will always be gender-neutral and go by they/them pronouns (or no pronouns at all).
9. absolutely NO yandere stuff. the yandere trope makes me really uncomfortable, so i will not be accepting requests for it
and that's about it! have fun!
(This account is run by @m00n-elixir)
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insidethejob · 9 months
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How are you today? Sorry if it's been a bit of a bad day, though I do hope this community can make you feel a bit better! Yo if you still take requests and are free/in the mood to write, can you consider mine? Please consider prompt 17 with Yandere!Brett x Gender!Neutral!Reader If you do go through with this then I thank you for your time.
Oh? This might be a little wonky and I apologize, I need to get back in the zone.
Prompt 17: “Please don’t scream. I don’t want anyone thinking I’ve done something terrible to you.”
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You looked at the male, wide-eyed. He was rambling about something, but you were tied up with tape covering your mouth. Tears were streaming down in your face, confusion showing in your eyes.
"I didn't want to kidnap you..." He stops, messing with his hands, "It wasn't supposed to be like this," He turns towards you, before kneeling and reaching for the tape. "Please don't scream. I don't want anyone thinking I've done something terrible to you."
He rips it off and you hold back the scream as a glare of red stains your face where the tape once was.
"I hate you."
He sighs, looking away from you, "I know. But," He looks directly into your eyes, full of emotion, "You'll learn to love me."
"You're insane."
He laughs, caressing your face. "Love does that to you, doesn't it?"
"No! God, if I weren't tied up-"
"You'd kill me?" He smirks as your eyes widen, "Yeah, wouldn't it be bad if the police found out about your dead body under your house?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," You look away, "It was an accident."
"Was it?" He rubs your bare thigh, but you don't respond. "If you stay here, no one will ever find out."
"Can you at least loosen the ropes?" You ask, batting your eyes.
He laughs, shaking his head, "Yeah, no. I know everything about you and because of that, I know you're really good at getting out of ropes."
"So what, you stalked me."
"Stalk is a crazy word to use." He shakes his head, trying to defend himself, "I just... you know watched."
"Uhuh. You know, if you weren't hot you probably would of gotten hot."
"You think I'm hot?" His face errupts in a bright red.
"You're kidding me right? Fishing for compliments."
He lays his head on your lap, causing you to groan and roll your eyes.
"So what now?"
He looks up at you, "Honestly... I hadn't thought that far."
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writemyaceattorneys · 3 years
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✨♥Rules♥✨
✨Please Note!✨
This is a blog that I will be running as a hobby, meaning that when I have schoolwork I will be a lot less active because I'm at a crucial point in my education and I can't afford to slip up on that.
If anyone sends a request that breaks my rules, it will be ignored.
I maintain every right to decline a request if I don't feel comfortable writing it, however, I will be sure to make a post about this if that is the case.
Post length may vary, but I will try to make it as long as possible.
This blog is not spoiler free, however, if there are spoilers I will be sure to tag them.
Please don't send requests in when the request box is closed, I'll just automatically decline them. That being said, feel free to send non-requests in the ask box too! I'd love to hear your ideas.
I have a ko-fi, please feel free to check it out!
✨What I Will Write!✨
Headcanons - I will accept up to 5 characters for headcanons.
Scenarios - You can request up to 3 characters for a scenario, however, please note that the more characters you request, the shorter each scenario will be.
Yandere themed writing - You can ask for headcanons and scenarios that contain Yandere!Characters, however, I will not write Yandere!Reader
I will write platonic yanderes
Prompts - I have a small list of prompts that I will write from, only because I know what they are. You may request for up to 4 characters per ask and up to 4 prompts per character. If you find any other prompts lists, be sure to let me know the blog name and/or provide me with a link in the submissions box and I'll take a look.
This prompts list (alphabet prompts)
This prompts list (yandere alphabet)
This prompts list (yandere Tarot cards)
This prompts list (yandere prompts, NOT the NSFW ones though)
This prompts list (dialogue prompts)
AUs - Examples: Soulmate AUs, Fantasy AUs, Office AUs, Hanahaki disease, Coffee Shop AU.
✨❌What I Will NOT Write!❌✨
Paedophilia, incest or non-consensual NSFW
NSFW Content full stop
Excessive gore or acts of domestic violence
Genderbent characters
Character x OCs (I'm sure your OCs are lovely but I just don't feel like I should be the one to write about other people's brain children unless I know them very well) or Character x Character
Yandere!Reader
Pregnancy requests (Just my own personal preference but I just cant stand pregnancy fics/headcanons or scenarios)
✨Rules For Requesting!✨
Before requesting, make sure to check that my requests are open. This information can be found in the blog description <3
Make sure to check which characters I write for, requests that contain characters that I DO NOT write for will be immediately declined.
Please make sure to be specific in your ask, especially when it goes for AUs, if you do not specify in your ask whether you want me to write a list of headcanons or a scenario then I will just write headcanons.
Please don't request things that I have specified that I won't write, this goes for NSFW especially. I am not old enough by Tumblr standards to provide NSFW content and I don't fancy dealing with that hassle.
✨Characters that I will write for✨
Phoenix Wright (Both Trilogies)
Miles Edgeworth (Both Trilogies + Ace Attorney Investigations I + II)
Maya Fey (From Justice For All ONWARDS)
Franziska Von Karma
Dick Gumshoe
Ema Skye (Second Trilogy ONLY)
Lana Skye
Godot/Diego Armando
Ron DeLite
Desirée DeLite
Matt Engarde
Dahlia Hawthorne
Iris Hawthorne
Apollo Justice
Athena Cykes
Klavier Gavin
Wocky Kitaki (for you Wocky Anon 😎✌️)
Raymond Shields
Sebastian Debeste (Platonic ONLY)
Simon Blackquill
Bobby Fulbright
Nahyuta Sahdmadhi
Ryunosuke Naruhodo
Kazuma Asogi
Sherlock Holmes
Barok Van Zieks
Klimt Van Zieks
Satoru Hosonaga
Jezaille Brett
Ashley Graydon/Eggs Benedict
If they aren't on THIS LIST ^^^^^^^^^ don't ask for them. I may add to this list later if I feel more confident in writing for other characters, but until then, this is the line-up.
Current Requests: Here
Masterlist: Here
Anon List: Here
- Mod Miles
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insidethejob · 1 year
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Stalker Brett hand
Oh Bet. I have like a million request but I love this
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Brett didn't mean to follow you. He just saw you walking alone at night, and he was in his car and just happened to go in the same direction as you. Though, when you noticed his car, you got freaked out, so Brett rolled down his window to call out to you.
"Brett! I'm so relieved. I thought someone was following me." You laughed as Brett unlocked the door for you.
He awkwardly smiled at you, allowing you to get into his car. You gave him directions to your house, but he didn’t need them to be frank. He knew where you lived, what kind of boyfriend we he be if he didn’t know?
Well- technically he wasn’t your boyfriend, at least not yet! Though Brett knew it was bound to happen. I mean you were obviously as in love with him as he is you. He just needed time- Well, more like you needed time. He was more than willing to settle down with you. It's YOU who needs to realize that you are in love with him.
I mean why wouldn't you love him? Is there something wrong with him???? He's everything you want in a man! He would know because he's read your diary! So why don't you love him yet?? He didn't want to wait any longer, so please stop playing this game of cat and mouse with him and just love him already.
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insidethejob · 2 years
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Y/n: You often use humor to deflect trauma Brett: Thank you Y/n: I didn't say that was a good thing Brett: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny Y/n: Oh, Brett..... I don't think you're funny... Not in the slightest
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insidethejob · 2 years
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I Love You
A Letter to My Lover
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Dear Y/n,
Y/n I miss you. I know it’s my fault you’re gone, but it’s hard to accept the reality. It wasn’t supposed to happen like it did. They were never suppose to find out! Ugh, I wish I could of gold you everything...
I love[d] you so much and I will love you till the day I die. I will never love someone as much as I love[d] you. God, am I going to die alone??? It’s fine, because no one will ever be you.
I could never say enough words to apologize to you. Your mother and father were in disbelief. They were disheartened that their child was dead. And it’s all my fault. They tried to reassure me, but they don’t know. I know. I will always know. You may be asking how I live with myself.
Well, jokes on you- I don’t. I hate myself and I will never forgive myself. I know you’d be mad if you were alive, but I hope you’d still love me.
Love, Your Secret Admirer
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