#also....jeff pls calm down

[b3rrymilks]

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 !

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 : a cute lil sleepover with your boyfriend miles :)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : <3 this was also requested by anon, so enjoy luv ! (sorry for all the angst on my page rn..💔💔) this is very short due to my mind not being able to cook anything longer up. my minds been a bit all over the place😭😭 sorryyy💔 ART CRED : thokzu on tt

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : miles morales (1610) x reader

ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ

🕷️ while being conjoined at the hands, you both danced around in the pouring rain. your laughter filled the small space you danced in. miles was a nice change of pace in your life, ever since you’d gotten with him, things have changed for the better.

“you’re so beautiful” miles wasn’t usually the type to get all sappy without nearly having a nervous breakdown. “what did you do?” you replied, squinting and pointing an accusing finger at him. “nothing nothing, i just wanted you to know” miles laughed, watching you happily. this moment was cut short by his mother yelling. “MILES GONZALO MORALES GET INTO THIS HOUSE OR SO HELP ME!” her screams were louder than the rain. somehow.

when you two both walked into the house, rio had placed multiple towels on the floor so the rain wouldn’t get spread all over the floor. “you two—“ her lecture paused as she stared at the both of you. standing there soaked holding eachothers hands. “—get changed before you get sick.” she said, throwing even more towels at you two. “nowwww!” she added, watching you both still standing there, giggling.

what you two didn’t know, was that she watched the entire time as you two danced out in the rain. she found it heartwarming as her and jeff did the dame thing when they were kids.

miles wrapped a towel around you and rubbed it all around, creating friction to warm you up. “well, there’s no taking you home in this rain, my mom would kill me if either of us got sick.” miles spoke, looking around his room for a change of clothes for you. “uhh, here” he handed you one of his large white shirts, and fluffy pajama pants that his mom had bought a dupe of.

miles loved to draw, it was one of his favorite hobbies. he would often sketch you during class, as you would be nearly falling asleep at the boring lesson. no matter where he was or what he was doing he would always find himself drawing you. he had multiple sketchbooks already full, and every 2 pages there was a sketch of you.

there was something about the rain that was calming, making you tired. the rain definitely wasn’t going to let up soon, so you joined miles in his room as he completed his physics homework. he rubbed his temples in confusion. he had missed a few days of class, meaning he was behind in work. “you know it’s a trick question right miles?” you told him, giggling at his frustration. “no it’s not? it’s—“ he paused mid sentence, rereading the question. “no way…” he whispered, looking back at you. your giggling finally got to him, making him grab a pillow from his bed and toss it at you.

“hey HEY! it’s not my fault you missed class” holding the pillow up in defense. “you think it’s so funny hm??” he asked, picking up another larger pillow and threw it at you. loud laughter eventually filled miles’ room as you both began throwing pillows at each other.

his parents sat in the living room, listening to the laughter. “hope he’s done his physics homework.” his father spoke through an exhale, finishing his water. in honestly, they were all glad miles was happy and had someone to hang around with. (tehee.. get it? hang aroun? alr my bad don’t block me pls💔)

“okay okay fine! i’m sorry” you apologized to miles who was still hitting you with the large soft pillow. “i forgive you.. for now” miles spoke before falling onto his bed, pulling you close. his body heat quickly spread between the both of you.

soon the laughter died down, and the rain continued to patter against the window in his room. with slow blinks and miles caressing your face, you slowly fell asleep.

“i love you.” miles whispered pressing a gentle kiss onto your forehead, watching your chest rise and fall. “you are a lover boy huh? crazyyyy” his father peeked into his cracked open door. “dad! get—“ lowering his voice, “—get out.” embarrassment quickly setting in. as his father left, he closed the door. “he takes after his father.” he mumbled with a laugh.

#💫 » 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐄’𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ˚ ˛ * 。 #miles morales #across the spiderverse #miles g morales #sony spiderverse #spider man across the spider verse #fluff #miles x reader #miles gonzalo morales #miles morales 1610 #miles morales x reader

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Hii!!! Can you do Jeff and Toby reacting to Y/N having an autistic related meltdown?

Male or gender neutral reader pls :]

I'm not autistic, nor have I ever witnessed an autistic meltdown, so I hope I did ok!

Also, apologies Jeff has more, but only because of the information about the "cool down room"

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Jeff

There are a number of creeos in the mansion, all with different disabilities, mental illnesses/disorders, etc

That being said, there are usually plenty of fidget toys, nice things for you to touch and feel with that aren't the worst textures in the world, and I also like to think that after a while, Slender had a "cool down" room put into the mansion

Said cool down room is a dark, quiet room for anyone to go when feeling overstimulated, feeling anxious, or just needs a break

It has plenty of cozy resting spots, pillows, a huge pillar designed to look like a lava lamp and you even have the option to play soft music if you would like

There is usually only 1 or 2 people in the room, so it's never too crowded

And tonight was one of those nights where you just needed to be in a quiet space

It was one of the mansions monthly get togethers, where everyone came into the dining room and feasted upon lots of delicious food

There was something there for everyone, and at first, you were really enjoying yourself!

But after you finished your food and had talked to a few of your friends, you kind of just mingled to yourself

And as time passed, you began to get more and more overwhelmed

There were so many people, and too many noises and the amount of smells wanted to make you puke

Eventually it began to feel like your clothes were too tight and you couldn't breathe

You began to stim as discretely as you could (whether it be quietly vocally stimming, or trying to slowly physically stim is up to you!)

You were certain that if anyone talked to you, you would end up either crying or snapping at them

Jeff noticed, and pulled you aside "hey, you ok? You look a little nervous"

You shook your head and tried to stop the tears from falling

"Is it ok if I touch your hand?" He asks

You nod

He holds your hand and begins to lead you to the cool down room

Once there he sits down on a bean bag and pats the spot next to him for you to do the same

You sit and stare at the floor, trying to calm yourself down

"Do you want me to leave you alone?" Jeff says in a hushed tone

You shake your head and continue staring at the floor

He gets a blanket and wraps you in it, holding you close to him and sheilding your eyes from the outside world

His cool skin is nice on your warm eyes

Jeff is an asshole, but you were thankful he cared about you enough to do this

Toby

Like previously mentioned, there is a "cool down room" in the mansion (go read the first few bullets of Jeff's part if you would like more info)

It is one of your favorite rooms, so you find yourself in there quite often

Toby, also being on the autism spectrum, also stays in there from time to time

You've helped him through numerous meltdowns and panic attacks, and he is eternally greatful for you

So when he wondered into the room to you with a very frantic look on your face and constantly fidgeting, stimming, covering your ears, etc (up to you and your personal experiences!) he knew what was happening

Normally he doesn't like to be bothered when he's in this state, so he decides to ask you a few questions

"Are you ok?" "Do you want me to stay?" "Do you need me to do anything for you?"

After you answer all of these questions, he is either sitting next to you, trying to comfort you or he is sitting on the other end of the room comforting you from afar

If he is next to you, he is holding you in his arms, quietly rocking back and forth with you

If he is opposite to you, he is offering you water, snacks, and stim toys

Either way, you end up getting through it (as tough as it was) and thanking him for staying

He of course, is quick to tell you that you can always come hang out with him if you ever need or want to

You end up spending the rest of the day together, foraging in the woods, eating weird foods or just staying in the cool down room

You wrap up in nice blankets and falling asleep

Its just so cozy in there, you can't help it!

#creepypasta #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x you #slender mansion #creepypasta x male reader #jeffery woods x reader #jeff the killer x you #jeff the killer x reader #jeffery woods #jeff the killer #jeff the killer x male reader #jeff the killer x y/n #ticci toby x male reader #ticci toby x you #ticci toby x reader #ticcy toby #ticci toby #toby rogers x reader #toby erin rogers #tobias erin rogers

[lettingtimepass]

I WAS AT THE NERDY PRUDES SHOW WHERE THEY LOST POWER!!!

Here is my spoiler-free recounting!

After over a decade of being a Starkid fan, I traveled 3,000 miles to see Nerdy Prudes!! (The date just happened to align with a trip I was planning.) It was so surreal being in the theater! I saw Producer!Dylan and Corey L. running around with their headsets. Then right before the show started I saw Joe Moses and Tessa walk in. Also two rows ahead of me was someone in a Spiderman hat... I was like... Is that Nick Lang? No... why would he be in the middle of the audience? Later I found out I was right 😂

For context, it was raining really hard in LA and the streets were flooding. LA is not used to rain so they're not well equipped to deal with it.

Act 1 went great and then shortly after Act 2 started, BAM, the lights went off. Everyone froze. The person in the light booth said "We've just lost power." Then, Nick Lang stood up and said, "It's going to be okay everyone, we'll figure this out." And he left to help the staff. But for a good minute or so the entire audience thought it was a bit and couldn't tell if this was part of the show or not! But after a few minutes we were like holy shit this is actually happening. It took maybe half an hour or so but we were back up and running and everyone was so hype cheering on the actors when they came back on stage.

Then, during the final song, on what sounded like the final NOTE, the lights went off again. You could hear a reaction from the actors-- I can't imagine how upset they must have been in that moment! But the entire audience erupted in cheers and instantly gave a standing ovation. After the crowd calmed down a bit Nick came back out and was like "Yeah...... That actually wasn't the ending. There are two minutes left." And we freaked out 😂 They had us wait for a few minutes, but then they decided to call it. In the words of Nick, "You're the lucky audience who gets to see this show with a happy ending!" 😳😳 So yeah - I still don't know the ending. I'm going to have to buy the digital ticket so I can see the ending and also get the full experience uninterrupted. I can't wait for the YouTube version!

SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT - Updated!

I think everyone's favorite part was the LORDS IN FREAKING BLACK!!! AHHHHH!!! JON AS HUMAN!WIGGLY was perfect! Also was he giving Onceler/TumblrSexyMan energy? 🤔 Can't wait to see how it looks on the YouTube version!

I loved Jon's anime nerd character. It was so damn good. The collective "Nooooooo" when the audience realized his death was imminent 😭😂

The parallels between Abstinace Camp and NPMD are very fun to me. "IT WAS GIRL JERI THAT DIRTY GIRL!"

DIRTY DIRTY GIRL WON'T YOU PRAY FOR MEEE?

Max's pronunciation of "skel-a-in" 😭 I need the story of how he decided on that or if it was written into the script?!

The Barbeque Monologues?! And that song? Jeff Blim pls. Lauren is a master through.

Someone pointed out that all the Hatchetfield shows have in-world productions: Working Boys, Santa Clause is Going to High School, and The Barbeque Monologues. Idk what this means, but it is a nice touch for worldbuilding.

The little musical reference to Nightmare time!!

I keep thinking about how Rob M fumbled the Starkid bag 😬 But Joey did such a great job as Pete! For some reason it feels like a full-circle moment between MAMD and "Joey Richter" with him playing the nerdy character 😊

Anglea was freaking fantastic as Grace. I just love her voice and how she makes it go so high it cracks! And Curt and Kim playing her parents was so good.

There's something so funny about Angela's characters being so different - Lex vs Grace - and the fact that they would hate each other 😂 Can Angela please play both of them interacting?!

Kim freaking Whalen!!!! I love her so much.

I LOVE seeing Corey and Mariah playing father and daughter again (but it's a very different dynamic than TGWDLM).

LOVE LOVE LOVE evil/slimly dirtbag Corey. HE'S SO FINE!!

I missed seeing Jeff and James on stage - I wonder if Jeff's chaotic energy would have been too much with the horny teenagers hahaha. But James would have fit right in! Oh well, we can't have them all in every show, unfortunately.

Gotta say I didn't expect them to say "Nerdy Prudes Must Die" so many times in the show 😂

The last song having pop-punk vibes?!

Anddd...... the last scene...... (yes I finally got to see it!) GRACE KEPT THE BOOK!!! Did she say "every perv must die"? Yeah, that's gonna be a lot of people on her list... Also very similar to the end of Abstinence Camp! This isn't going to go well.......

#NPMD #Nerdy Prudes Must Die #Nerdy Prudes #Nerdy Prudes Must Die Spoilers #Team Starkid #Starkid #hatchetfield

[creepypasta65]

MORE TEENAGE JEFF HEADCANNONS🙏🙏

Thanks for the request :)

Pt1:https://www.tumblr.com/creepypasta65/715324680373977088/jeff-the-killer-head-canons-but-as-a-teenager-pls?source=share

More Teenage Jeff Headcanons:

Teen Jeff had many hobbies like woodcarving, playing electric guitar, playing video games, studying plants, etc. Even as an adult, he still has some of the same hobbies.

Jeff also has anger issues, and Liu has to calm him down.

Jeff was a loner, and the only friend he had was Liu.

During lunch, he would be by himself, sitting on a bench, listening to music, and doing some schoolwork though he doesn't try to get the answers correct.

He also loves listening to bands like Pierce the Veil, MCR, Slipknot, Aerosmith, Rolling Stone, and many more.

Jeff also likes collecting bracelets, skateboards, and figurines from Marvel.

His room is separate from Liu's and is neat but full of stuff. He has posters all over the walls, skateboards hanging up, some plants, and his electric guitar. He also owns a lot of gaming consoles like DS's, PS2, Wii, etc. He has all his gaming console games organized. His bed is covered with pillows and blankets. His bathroom counter has his nail polish and hair care stuff.

Jeff wears the same dirty old high-top black Converse to school every day, and they're falling apart but still wears them.

Have a nice day :D

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta hcs #creepypasta jeff the killer #jeff the killer headcanons #jeff the killer #jeffery woods #jeff the killer hcs

[theoreticslut]

「 bruised body, broken heart 」

gareth emerson x fem reader

summary: your best friend gets worried, and rightfully so, when you ignore him the day after you have a date with someone else.

requested: yes

word count: 1.7k

warnings: implied jealousy, mentions of physical assault, mentions of bruising, crying, worried gareth & hellfire, brief mention of hospital visits

a/n: uhm...so i got a little carried away with this. it was supposed to be 700 words or less, and its obviously not. i think it's pretty cute though, & it was extremely fun writing for a different character than who i normally do. quick note: the nickname i use for him i've been pronouncing as 'gair' - kind of like how you'd say gary, but without the 'y.' anyways, i hope you enjoy this!! Xx

p.s. if anyone wants to talk about this fic with me pls do bc it gave me so many thoughts

“Have fun on your date. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

With Gareth's words echoing around your head, you can’t help but wince and curl in even further on yourself as you sit on the floor of your bathroom. You sure had a lot of fun. That is if getting ambushed by said date and his douchey friends can be considered fun.

You should have known that someone like Ryan James wouldn’t have asked you out on a date and seriously meant it. Yet you let your hope delude you, and you are certainly paying for it.

There’s no way you can show up to school all bruised like this, but there’s also no way your parents are going to let you stay home. Not when they didn’t know about your date and won’t know about how shitty it was.

Gareth is going to lose it when he sees what happened. That thought alone is enough to make your heart ache with guilt.  He’s your best friend, has been for nearly your entire lives, and he didn’t want you to go. He didn’t want you going on that date and you ignored him. 

You should have just listened to him. Surely he had a better idea of what they were planning than you did.

~.~

Gareth hasn’t been able to sit still at all today. Not when he’s been worried about you from the moment he got to school.

You would always greet him with a smile and tight hug at your locker before first period. It was just something you did, but you were nowhere to be seen today. 

It’s bad enough that he doesn’t share any classes with you, but his anxiety only skyrocketed when you failed to show up for lunch as well. He had asked the guys, of course, if they had seen you, but he was slightly hoping they would all say no.

Although the thought of you not being at school at all worried him, it didn’t worry him nearly as much as the thought of you avoiding him which is what his brain jumped to when Jeff said that he’d seen you in the few classes the two of you share. 

“Well is she okay? It’s not normal for her to ignore me.” He had asked, his heart racing and sinking to his stomach all at the same time.

“As far as I could tell.”

While Jeff’s vague reassurance helped slightly, Gareth still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. You don’t ignore him. Not for anything, so something has to be wrong. He just needs to figure out what.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t take him long to figure out. Not when you hurriedly walk into the club room right at 3:15 for tonight’s campaign, sporting a black eye.

“Oh my god! What happened to you?” Gareth exclaims, not hesitating even a second to cling to your side.

“I’m fine, Gar. Please.”

“Please what, y/n? I haven’t seen you all day, and now you try to sneak into the club with a black eye? What happened?” 

“Gareth.” Eddie sighs, trying to get his friend to calm down. 

It’s obvious how he feels about you, and that he’s worried, but his demanding tone isn’t going to help anything. 

“Calm down, man. You don’t need to interrogate her.”

“Calm down?! Just look at her, Eddie! She’s covered in bruises, and you’re telling me to calm down?”

“Gareth, please. I’m fine, I promise.” You beg, already uncomfortable with how much of a scene he’s created.

“You’re not, and we both know it. You didn’t suddenly get into a fight, did you?”

Shaking your head, you really hope he’ll drop the topic. You knew he’d be upset, but you were hoping you could hide it long enough to get through hellfire.

“Then what happened?”

“It wasn’t your date was it?” He questions, voice softer than it had been, however when you fail to respond any, he starts to get upset again.

“Y/n, please tell me it wasn’t your date that did this to you.”

You can feel all the guys’ eyes on you which only makes you curl in on yourself again. With being the only girl in the club, all of the boys have become rather protective of you. Hearing that a date did this to you? None of them can blame Gareth for his boiling blood.

“N-not just him,” you mumble before your thoughts start tumbling out of your mouth without you even realizing what you’re saying.

“…but it was my own fault for even going on the stupid date and I’m sorry! I’m sorry.”

At your outburst, Gareth finds himself stunned, expression shifting from bubbling anger to confusion. You’re sorry? Why would you be sorry?

That’s when the reality of the situation settles in his mind - you went on your date last night and he, and apparently others, attacked you. They attacked and hurt you. 

“Y/n. Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay, peanut. Why’re you sorry?” He questions, tenderly holding your arms as he shifts into comforting mode.

Although he wants to beat the living shit out of the guys that hurt you, that’s not what he needs to worry about right now. Not when you’ve got tears falling over your cheeks and you struggle to catch your breath.

“What do you have to be sorry for, peanut?”

“You…You didn’t want me going o-on the date. I-I should have listened, Gar.” 

“Hey. Hey, I don’t care about that anymore, y/n. Just wanna know you’re okay, peanut.”

“Are you okay?” He reiterates after a moment of you catching your breath and sniffling.

All of the guys watch with bated breaths as you shake your head, your bottom lip pouted out as you refuse to make eye contact with anyone. Gareth is still carefully holding you by your biceps, keeping you from turning away from him, but he desperately wants you to look at him.

“You’re not okay?”

“I hurt…a lot.” You sigh, beginning to fidget with your fingers.

“Where?”

“Everywhere...I really didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. Hurt too much.” 

“Then why did you, babe?” He questions, not even registering the pet name that slipped from his lips.

He’s too worried about you right now that he's not thinking straight, and the rest of the guys know it. You don’t, but they certainly do.

“You know my parents wouldn’t let me stay home unless I was actually dying.” You nearly whine, being too tired and sore to care. 

The only thing you want to do right now is lay down somewhere comfy and let Gareth hold you, even if you aren’t super physical with each other on any normal day.

“Yeah, I know. Do they even know about this, peanut?” 

As he watches you shake your head, he can’t help but let out a heavy sigh. You are going to be the death of him one of these days, he’s sure of it. However, he’s pretty sure he signed up for that risk the moment he became friends with you - long before he ever started to fall for you. 

“Where else are you bruised? Can you show me? Need to know whether or not we need to make a detour to the hospital.” He teases, trying to make you feel less uncomfortable. 

“Might not be a bad idea, Gar. They were…they weren’t too nice.” 

“Yeah?”

“Mhm. Th-this one hurts the most.” You admit, placing a hand over the right side of your torso.”

“Can I see?” Gareth questions, voice soft as he reaches for the hem of your shirt.

At his question you finally look up, glancing around the room before settling on his face. He can’t help but notice how panicked you looked, and he worries just how bad it is. 

Although nervous, you eventually give him a short, soft nod. If anyone needs to check it out, you’d rather it be Gareth. You know he’ll be careful to not hurt you any more than you are.

You feel him slide his hand over your hip, palm warm against your bare skin as he tucks his fingers under the hem of your shirt. From there, he lets his palm just barely trail over your skin as he lifts the material, revealing your side to the group.

“Jesus Christ.”

“Shit!”

“I’m gonna-“

Even though the guys are voicing their own shock, all you focus on is Gareth’s. With him finally focused on something other than your face, you find yourself studying his.

For the first time since entering the room you take notice of just how worried he is, and you can’t help how your heart aches. Aside from worry, though, you can see a plethora of other emotions swirling in his eyes - anger, hurt, softness. 

“Y/n…peanut. This, this isn’t good.” Gareth comments, voice soft even though you would’ve expected him to shout some expletive like the others.

Nodding, you can’t help the small hitch of your breath as he gently caresses the purple center of the bruise with his thumb.

“Gareth…take her to the hospital. Get her looked at.” Eddie comments, drawing the boy’s attention from your marred side.

“Yeah. Yeah, okay. You guys…?”

“We’ll hold off on the campaign until next week. This is more important.” 

“Okay. Uh, thank you.” Gareth thanks, sending Eddie a curt nod before turning back to you.

“Let’s go, yeah? We’ll make sure nothing’s too banged up, okay?”

There’s no stopping the small smile that grows on your lips as you nod, tangling your arms out in front of you as he places a hand to your hip.

He is so going to hurt whoever did this to you, but they better hope you’re not too hurt aside from the way-too-big bruises. If there’s anything seriously wrong, there’s a very good chance they’ll be making a trip to the hospital as well.

No one is going to hurt you like this - on top of toying with your emotions - and get away with it. He’s not going to let that happen. Not when you mean everything in the world to him.

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[doorrobloxstuff]

LORE: Seek, Seekblings and Seeklings

Seek (It/Its)

Sort of imposed ‘leader/manager’ figure of the hotel. It keeps lists and assigns chores to the hotel’s denizens.

Also has..more..private tasks that it itself oversees to completion.

When not doing any of its multitude of things it assigns itself. It is either stuck somewhere on Figure’s body or chilling in a nearby wall and reading a book (or taking care of its children.)

DRAMA QUEEN with the WIne and ThE SkUlLs and ThE stuFF

Loves its suits and can sometimes be seen wearing them.

Born with chronic anxiety that it keeps all bottled in like the rest of its problems. Besides, it needs to help out its siblings!!

Not much can be said about it other then the fact that all it’s eyes are different colors from how many it snatches so heterochromia seek!!!

Has explosive fits of pure and unadulterated passionate anger in private. Doesn’t do this often though.

STUBBORN.

Also ✨traumatized✨ but at a really young age so it’s had time to simmer.

Loves wine like it’s sibling eyes and will often take Figure out for wine sipping dates.

Figure has all the brain cells. Seek needs its Figure lol.

Jeff’s child..not a happy relationship.

Twins with Hide, very close :)

Eyes is it’s older sib.

Had another parent.

Married to Figure <3

Parent of Snare, Screech and Mystery entity. Seek really just said “just three pls.” And they are YEARS in between each other.

That and having Snare nearly killed Figure so-

Unlike Rushbush who can’t keep their goddamn hands off eachother for five minutes.

Ehhh I’ll let you guys ask for the rest.

Hide (It/Its)

Shy creature. Spread across the hotel like Seek, just more sneaky with the placement of its eyes.

Likes food. (A lot.)

Like looks Seek, but blue tinted like Jeff.

Has horrible panic attacks during and after hunts that takes hours or even days to recover from. The chronic anxiety is ramped up to 100.

Stutters a lot.

Has a HUUUUUUGE crush on glitch. Yes, it’s siblings, Glitch, literally everyone in the hotel are very much aware of this.

Wouldn’t mind adopting an asked if it was small enough and could confirm it’s actually a child.

Just gonna take awhile and there’s a whole bunch of stuff involved.

It likes wings and worked out a deal where if Rueben (who can leave the hotel) catches some birds he’ll trade with it.

Arguably scarier then Seek when angry.

It likes wings.

Good friends w/Timothy. Likes to learn its secrets.

Keeps the closets nice and clean :)

Has a little music box. Doesn’t remember where it got it but very it’s precious to it. It’s one of the few things that can calm down its more anxiety attacks.

Actually really good at chores and Seek trusts it with more delicate stuff.

Only one of Jeff’s children to still speak to him.

Seek’s twin!! Really close with it.

Younger sibling of Eyes. Occasionally they hang out.

I’m gonna develop this one through asks :)

Eyes (They/them)

Whirrs and beeps like a little geiger counter when happy!

Talks in multiple voices but is a singular being.

Not much to say about design wise just looks like

Then proceeds to do the weird whispery stuff they do in canon.

Used more as a scout or an alarm (rather then an actual intruder catcher) but is sometimes caught off guard. Updates other entities through whispers where an intruder currently is positioned.

Can teleport, but still has yet to perfect the art.

Actually has a really refined taste in wine and literature. Likes nuttier wines. bUt nObODy ASkS AbOUt iT. (They are annoying about it.)

Horrible anxiety worse then Seek’s but not as extreme as Hide’s.

More so anxiety attacks then panic attacks. (Yes, There is a difference.)

ABSOLUTELY FUCKING HATES JEFF I CANNOT MAKE THIS UP

Has a casual thing with Jack that might grow serious with time.

Actually really mature despite being a little parrot like thing.

Has secrets

Older sibling of both Seek and Hide.

Plays the violin

Actually pretty good friends w/Halt.

Has terrible allergies hence why ^

Screech (It/Its)

(Art not by me btw I just thought it was funny. ^ )

Middle child + iPad kid energy

Loud as fuck

Rueben regrets giving it an iPad for Christmas because you can hear its primal screeches at three am.

Can also teleport (learned from its nibling Eyes)

Still learning how to hunt and mostly just takes big bites outa people or animals for sustenance.

Likes to occasionally prank its older sibling

Good friends w/Dupe and Sally

Cannot do chores for the life of it.

Might have ADHD or Autism??? Maybe even both??? Still deciding I’m more pointing towards ADHD honestly.

Has a more bipedal form it uses sometimes

Got all its looks from Jeff lol.

Likes to cuddle w/Snare and play on the iPad with it. Occasionally takes it on little adventures.

Actually really careful around books thanks to Figure but would absolutely tear stuff apart.

Has managed to sneak out of the hotel through grandpa’s backpack. GL has never noticed LMAO.

Will play w/the askers just ask nicely.

Is unaware of the crush Dupe has on it.

Siblings w/mystery entity and Snare :)

Ask to figure out more <3

Snare (It/Its)

Built like Figure but can melt into a bunch of vines plant-like vines like seek.

Has one eye like Seek

sharp teeth like figure.

If you decide to draw it think..figure but with a bunch of predatory plants on its back.

Little baby. The youngest out of all the siblings and is a super young child/toddler

Has a few predatory plants scattered around like pitchers and sundews that it shares nitrogen with.

Still learning to respect non-predatory plants within its boundaries. It’s a little guy it keeps eating them or choking them out.

Has sundew-like whiskers and little pitchers it’s it likes it’s bugs

Originally it assisted Rush in hunts incidentally. It doesn’t like people stepping on it’s surface lung system (that’s what those holes are for) so it’s developed sharp ends.

Then after it managed to help Rush get someone, it started to encourage it and that’s how their partnership began.

When people started stepping on it, it developed keratin to counteract it and prevent damage.

Friendship/mentorship with Rush! Views it almost like a third parent.

The hotel’s nickname for it is “Sne Sne” “little sundew” “pokey”.ect (bonus points if you can guess which nicknames are from who)

Little spoiled vicious baby.

Mystery entity (It/It’s?)

Lol you know the purple one? The one El-Goblino mentioned?

That’s a Seekgure kid, the eldest.

Doesn’t have a name yet and won’t till floor two is made.

You don’t see it a lot. Mostly spends its time on the second floor or occasionally visiting the rooms gang.

Older teen/ Young adult, around the rooms gang’s age.

 I dunno maybe it’ll end up with A-60 or somethin I’m leaving them deliberately vague because “purple” and “creepy” is all we get from Gobby’s dialogue.

Big sib at college vibes.

Boom! Done! Up next is the intro, then rooms gang!!

#roblox doors #doors roblox #doors seek #lore #CHECK IN//OOC #genericdoorsaskblog #main au #author.txt

[captainjerkface]

Jeff: *losing his shit after realizing all the deceit going on*

me: man, I was privy to all of this nonsense and I still don't know what's going on...but go off my dude

#Jerkface watches YJ #it's going too deep man #there are so many moving parts to these lies I don't know which way is up lol #jerkface: no thoughts head empty #just various jpegs of kaldur la'gaan and the occasional m'gann floating around in there like the dvd screensaver #also....jeff pls calm down #there are moles around #have u learned nothing from season 1

[damnasstyles]

Hihi omg I just found your tumblr and I absolutely love your writing and I now am in desperate need of a blurb where a 37 weeks pregnant reader attends HSlot to support her boyfriend husband Harry and walks out from backstage to in the middle of the concert to watch him perform and all the fans stare in awe. At the end Harry acts a little sad because she stole all his attention and makes a little joke and speaks into the microphone about how amazing and strong she is. Pls xx

Hihii! Thank you so much bby! 🥺❤️ I'm so sorry this took forever but hopefully you like it! Also, I gave it a little twist from what you requested. I'll definitely be revisiting this and adding some stuff in the future ❤️

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DILF at work

paring: husband!harry x reader

word count: 820

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“This isn’t the last show yet, love. If you’re feeling tired, you should stay back here and rest.” You were sprawled between Harry’s legs on the chaise lounge sofa backstage. His hands were softly caressing your 37-week-pregnant belly while his chin rested atop of your head. You’d been complaining all day about heartburn and back pain, and from this angle, he could clearly see how swollen your feet were.     “Plus, you’ll still be able to see the show from the TV” he gestured towards the flat TV screen on the wall in front of you.

“Yeah, I’ll save some energy for the last show. Wanna see my hubby smashing it” the smile plastered on your face showed how much pride and admiration you felt towards Harry. You pecked his lips sweetly right before Jeff came knocking on the door, giving Harry his five-minute warning. After a few more kisses, he got up and made his way to the soft goods box.

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The view from the TV wasn’t as exciting as being in pit, that’s for sure. Harry had been on stage for almost an hour now, and he was about to go onto his quick bathroom break. Your heartburn had calmed down some time ago and were feeling much better. Right before Harry ran off stage, the camera filmed a sign that quickly caught your eye: “Do not disturb: DILF at work” and below the letters, a picture of japanrry napping on a frayed brown leather sofa. It made you laugh so hard you had to hurry to the bathroom.

After the quick bathroom trip, you talked to a security guard that quickly located the girl with the sign and accompanied you to meet her. She recognized you immediately before you had reached her spot. Some other fans around noticed you as well and started to get excited.

“Oh my God! YN! Hi!” she squealed.

“Hi girls! Are you having fun? Enjoying the show?” You smiled widely at her and her little group of friends. 

“Yes, oh my god, it’s amazing! How are you?!” It was clear they were starstruck and, to be honest, it was quite cute and endearing. 

“Good, good! Listen, I saw your sign from backstage and it’s hilarious! Would you mind if I borrow it? I think Harry will love it!”

“What?! Yes, yes, for sure! Holy shit! Yeah, you can take it!” She did not hesitate for a second to hand you her sign, which made you giggle. 

“Thank you so much! What’s your name? Can I get your Instagram? I’ll DM you after the concert to give it back” The girl was quick to pull out her phone and show you her Instagram handle after telling you her name. You noted it down and, after exchanging a few more words, you bid your goodbyes.

The more time you spent with the girl, the more people noticed you there, creating a commotion around you, making Harry, who was about to start performing his next song, notice everything.

“Oi! What’s all that hassle over there? It’s supposed to be my show!” He joked lightly. In the meantime, the crowd had made a small pathway towards the stage, letting you pass through. You kept the sign down, wanting to surprise him when you got close enough.

“Well, well, well, it's my wife, coming to steal my spotlight!” He laughed. “Everyone, please, give it up for the beautiful, the talented, the wonderful, one of my personal favourites, the missus, YN Styles-Y/LN!”

The crowd went wild with screams as the camera crew focused on you and your face appeared on the stage screens. You waved shyly and smiled modestly, not used to being the centre of attention of over 50,000 people at once.

“I thought you were resting backstage, love. Whatcha got there?” He spoke into the mic as he scrunched down by the edge of the stage to see you better. You gave him a mischievous smile and lifted up the sign. “Do not disturb, DILF at work” he gasped after realising what he had half-whispered into the mic. “YN, language! This is a family show!!” he walked away talking to the crowd. He then turned back around towards you again, a cheeky smile on his face, and joked: “… ooooooor is iiiitt?!”

The entire arena shook with screams due to his iconic one-liner, and you laughed along with the fans.

Later, that night, as Harry fell asleep on the hotel sofa, you propped up the sign on top of him, hiding the japanrry picture, and snapped a quick picture of him. His hair was dishevelled all over his face, a cute pout on his lips and he was hugging a pillow as if his life depended on it. You don’t usually post anything related to you and Harry’s relationship, your Instagram was mostly dedicated to your professional career and a few pictures of some trips, but this picture was worth posting.

Do not disturb: Future DILF at work. (PS: Thanks for the sign, @fansusername)

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a/n: im so sorry this took forever! uni was kicking my ass big time but now i am slowly getting back on track here as well! i have a few things planned out that i cannot wait to put out! i hope you guys enjoyed this cute little blurb 🥰 there are more coming! 

in the meantime, you can check out my masterlist! 

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[somewhat-crazy]

Assorted Hoodie Headcanons Pls?

Can be x reader, can just be random interactions with otherz, can be secret things he do alone. sfw- nsfw- all the same to me pick and choose my dude.

I'm bored and I'm harassing you with asks ✌️😗

brian is best boy

guys i just realized that we're probably the only people that think of a person when we see the word 'hoodie'

also i don't do nsfw but here's a massive smorgasbord of hcs. i ended up making it super long since i kept remembering more stuff im sorry-

he works out a ton, very fit physically. also he's tall and has really broad shoulders 0///0

as most people know, he is very quiet. tim brought up the idea of stuff like ASL and brian actually excels at it, often finding it more comfortable than speaking out loud

a bit of a father to toby and cody, tries his hardest to protect them, even if it means putting himself in danger

very good friends with EJ! they spend a lot of time talking about books, history, philosophy, psychology, and other honor-roll student stuff idk

IDK IF HE SUCKS AT COOKING OR EXCELS AT IT 😶

he loves loves loves back hugs. whether you're a friend or more, he adores back hugs and soft cuddles

has a super diverse music taste! can enjoy everything from classic rock to acoustic or lofi, classical, hip hop, occasionally modern pop, and everything in between! will 111% help you make music playlists since he has awesome taste

knows so much about everyone in the mansion since everyone (yes, even jeff) goes to him as a therapist since his advice is 💯💯💯

his smile- HIS SMILE. IT IS SUNSHINE AND RAINBOWS AND JUST *incoherant sobbing noises*

misses all the hikes and walks he used to go on, and tries his best to go as often as possible when his schedule allows

he dorms with tim! they were put together when they first moved into the mansion, but they also have a cabin in the woods that they occasionally stay in

helped toby build a tree house hehe

he can play the guitar. definitely. both electric and acoustic and probably the ukelele too idk. HE HAS GUITAR VIBES DON'T ASK

rarely responds to texts, but when he does, he's being a gen z wannabe. be prepared for deez nuts, joe mama, and ligma jokes

he overheats at night so he doesn't sleep with a blanket, has a fan on, and usually the window open too (even in the winter, im sorry)

has a really comforting scent. a mix between pine, smoke, and cinnamon candles

OH YEA THAT REMINDS ME- he has so many pretty smelling candles that he lights every night or whenever he wants to relax

he's comfortable in his identity so if you bug him enough, he will put on cat ears or a maid dress just to humor you

goes around with earbuds in most days, music really calms him down and he finds it easier to focus with background noise (same tho 💅)

he's actually hilarious. can make straight face jokes out of the blue and he finds it really funny to mimic other people

got himself acrylic nails once and went around for a week with a high voice and acting like some teen girl from a 2010s disney teen drama

maybe this is me making weird associations in my brain again, but when i think about him i get the vibe of a field of pale purple wildflowers

okay i'll shut up now but seriously i love him so much i can't 😭

#im really proud of you alright? youre so strong for living another day- even if you didnt want to #you deserve love in this universe and every other one! i want you to try to smile a bit. it looks cute on you :3 #creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #platonic creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta headcanons #mh hoody #creepypasta hoodie #hoodie #marble hornets brian #brian thomas x reader #brian thomas #marble hornets x reader #marble hornets #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you

[finelinevogue]

Just wanted to say 2 things:

1)Love the fic where he proposed over a cup of tea…so sweet💗

2) we all know how H has asthma sometimes so…could u write something w/the reader helping him with an attack idk or during an interview/concert/family gathering do as u pls

A nice day

XOXO

firstly, thank you so much that’s so sweet of you <33 and secondly, um yes i would love to give this a go at writing for you! hope you enjoy;

Harry couldn’t breathe.

He was in a panic, completely terrified of the uncontrollable situation. He was having an asthma attack concocted with a panic attack and it was brutal.

“Shit,” Jeff whispered as he watched Harry breathe heavily and loudly on the floor. His friend was currently on his hands and knees trying to gasp for air, whilst dressed in his notorious Fine Line outfit.

It was the big night. The one night only at The Forum for the release of his new album Fine Line, hence the costume. He had been nervous all day, with shaking hands and a tendency to forget simple things. You had been with him all day; having a slow brunch together out in the Hollywood Hills and then just chilling around for the afternoon. You didn’t want to anything to strain his voice, so talking hadn’t been an option. That left you either to sleeping and cuddling, whilst watching a movie, or sex. Now you were all for sex, but Harry complained that he liked talking to you during it and so that got shut down pretty quickly. You didn’t forget what he whispered to your ear though just before you cuddled into watching Bambi;

“Keep your moans for later, you’ll be fucking needing them for what I have planned.”

But that was over two hours ago now. Harry had been whisked away to start getting ready, what with hair and makeup first. You’d left him to it, telling him you would just lounge around and wait for him. It was when he was getting into costume had you announced you were just going to go down the street to get some coffee from Dunkin’ - seeing as there were few of them back in England, where you most commonly lived with Harry. The problem was you hadn’t come back yet, and it was an hour later.

“Harry mate, you need to calm down.” Kid Harpoon told him carefully, kneeling down next to his good friend. Nothing was working though and Harry was too breathless to ask anyone for his inhaler.

It had started by thinking about how nervous he actually was for tonight. It was such a huge show and one of a kind too. He was playing his new album and it wasn’t even 24 hours old yet. There was so much pressure weighing him down that he couldn’t breathe - he was suffocating in the anxiety of his own mind and he couldn’t escape at all. Then because he was in so much of a panic his asthma hit him and added another reason to his breathlessness. It was finally made worst when he realised you weren’t by his side to help him. You weren’t there to quickly eliminate the asthma and focus on helping him overcome the panic attack, instead he had his mates surrounding him - crowding him - and they didn’t know the first thing to do.

“Sarah, where’s Y/N?” Mitch shouted, making Harry squint the thought away. He didn’t want to think about how something back might’ve happened or might be happening to you. Where were you? Sarah’s response did no better to help him.

“I don’t know.”

“Harry bud. Talk to us.” Jeff spoke, crouched down in front of him. Harry shook his head, tears running from his eyes as he began crying. The sobs were really harsh and embarrassing. The tears were heavy and mixed with snot running from his nose to pool on the floor below him. He was not doing well at all, coughing when the asthma choked him up. He couldn’t do this. He felt like he was in a small box and it was only getting smaller. He felt as if he were going to die. Genuinely.

“Does he look like he can talk, dickward.” Adam’s voice came from the other side of Harry, messing his head up even more. There was so many voices and he couldn’t focus on just one, but he didn’t want to. He wanted yours. He needed yours. You.

Whenever this has happened before he was always luckily in the comfort of his home, or the tour bus and always with you. So this was unfamiliar and terrifying. He was beginning to think you’d left him or you’d gotten seriously hurt, but he couldn’t do anything to help. He was stuck - paralysed to this position as his lungs collapsed in on themselves and his brain sped the same speed as a train. You were his comfort person and it was only ever you that he wanted in situations like these. Just you.

“Move out of my way. Move!” Harry thought he heard you and your voice, but he hated that his mind could be playing tricks on him in desperation for what, or whom, he truly wanted.

He felt someone crash on the floor in front of him and the almighty smell of lavender and soap hit him all at once. This time, he was glad to have someone sit so close to him, because it was you.

“Harry look at me, hey, hey. You’re okay. Look at me bubs.” You spoke calmly, trying not to sound panicked yourself, even if you were heavily worried. You watched as he looked up at you, eyes ridiculously red and puffy whilst his nose was dripping like a leaking tap. You wanted to rub his tears away and dab away the snot, but your main priority was on his breathing first. “Okay good, okay.”

Your hand went into your bag and picked out his inhaler. You shook it a few times, before putting it into Harry’s mouth. “On three, one, two, three…” Harry tried is best to breathe in and you pushed down on the canister. “Good, bubs, really good. Okay again, one, two, three…” You repeated and then a third time until you could tell that the wheezing of his asthma attack had disappeared.

“T-than…” Harry tried to mumble out, but couldnt because he was still in panic and his throat was so dry.

“Sshh you’re okay.” You turned to one of the crew members and asked for them to fetch you a bottle of water. You asked people to clear out of the room and leave you with Harry for a bit, knowing he wouldn’t settle in front of all these people. You sat on the floor, crossed legged, and brought Harry to lay his head in your lap with his body trailing behind. You offered him one of your hands to squeeze if he wanted to, which he appreciated, cupping both of his around yours. Your other hand laid to stroke through his gelled hair - that would no doubt have to be redone now.

Instead of going straight into talking to him, you sang his favourite lullaby to him in aid of calming him down. It always worked, or at least helped a little. You sang quietly, noticing the beat of his heart soften with every line you sung. You were by no means a professional singer like him, but he liked the way it was so imperfect and mellow. It calmed him to hear something so simple and so you. Whilst you sang the crew never came back with your requested water and you thanked them, before you were the only ones left in the room.

After you finished singing you noticed how calm Harry was, almost still - the complete opposite to how he’d been all of 10 minutes ago. It was amazing what the power of you could do to him.

“What colour are we feeling?” You and Harry had created your own little system by which you would let each other know how you’re feeling by a colour of the rainbow. You’d designated a meaning to all of them that only you two could understand and used them on the days when you weren’t feeling great, to help understand each other’s feelings better.

“The whole bloody rainbow.” Harry mumbled out and you passed the water around so he could take a few sips, to which he thanked you graciously for.

“Oi, you can’t have that as your answer.” It was a rule that you could only use one colour to some your most intense emotion in that moment, otherwise there was kind of no point to the system.

“But it’s true. I feel grey with confusion, blue with sadness, purple with frustration, yellow with fear and even light yellow with cowardice. Yet I feel pink with happiness and light red with love.”

“What about red red?” You teased, not being able to help yourself.

“What? Lust? Always, for you that is.” You leant down to kiss his head as he cracked a joke, showing you that your Harry was still there beneath all this worry.

“Tell me what the colours represent in real life.”

“Purple because I am frustrated that I had to have a panic attack right before the biggest show of my career. Yellow because I am frightened that nobody will like the album and it will be a complete fail of a night. Grey because I can’t choose one colour and focus on it. I.. I—”

You could tell he getting himself worked up again, so cut him short. “Bubs stop, you’re okay. Listen to me.” You tucked his hair behind his ear as if to open it up for him to hear better. “Don’t ever be frustrated with yourself for something like this. You are allowed to have moments of weakness; you wouldn’t be human if you didn’t. Did this compromise your show? No. Did this show off how strong and brave you are? Yes. That’s what is important, therefore we can swap purple for dark yellow because you were brave. Which means yellow can also turn to dark yellow because you are so brave for doing something so huge and so wonderful. People already love the album H. Can’t get enough of it. Everyone will sing along to every word, I can promise you that. Or at least I will. You are amazing, so never undersell yourself. That’s important to me and for you. Bubs, you are so amazing for what you’re doing here tonight and I couldn’t be prouder of you. Yes, a panic attack isn’t nice and it isn’t convenient, but it just helps show how much you care about tonight and it going a success. That must count for something.”

He didn’t say anything for a bit and that was okay. He was most likely getting his thoughts together and mentally preparing himself for the greatest night of his life. You bent your body over so you could hug him, since his back was to your front, and just give him a squeeze to reiterate how proud you are of him.

“Y/N.” Harry spoke quietly, as your body encased his. You embraced his warmth and inhaled the beautiful scent that he was wearing. He both smelt and looked phenomenal.

“Yes bubs.”

“You know I love you right?” Of course you did, but it still made your heart flutter as crazy as the first time he said it to when he tells you now.

“I do.”

“And you know you’re it for me right?”

“Well.. I—” You didn’t want to get too ahead of yourself.

“Because you are.” Harry turned himself around, making you sit up so he could move. He was lying with his head facing upwards now, face looking less red and puffy, and staring right into the souls of your eyes. He looked magical. Beautiful. He thought the same of you. “And,” he moved his fingers to take off his S ring from Gucci, that probably cost more than your annual salary, and place it onto your ring finger of your right hand, “I give you this as a promise to share my last name with you someday.”

Seeing the initial of his last name sat on the finger opposite to the one he claimed he would one day put two more rings on, brought you to tears. “Harry…” You didn’t know what to say, you were speechless. You had never expected for him to do something as monumental as this and had never experienced it before to know how to react.

Of course you’d always dreamt of marrying him and being his for eternity, but never thought of it possibly becoming your reality. Now, Harry was completely devoting himself to you and only you and it suddenly all felt like the dream was settling in place.

“I swear to you Y/N, i’ll love you until the next lifetime and i’ll find you again. I love you so much, I can’t even tell you how much because it is so infinite. You’re so kind and patient with me and you see me for me, not for the Harry Styles, just Harry. I’ll never let a day pass without you on my mind and I think it’s because you were always meant to be mine. My heart is yours.” He smiled once he noticed you were crying, moving one of his hands up to wipe the tears away.

“How do I top that?” You whispered to him, but mostly to yourself. Both of you laughed.

“Just tell me you love me.”

“I do. I do love you Harry.” You nodded and then he sealed your confirmation with a kiss to his lips. You rested your hand upon his cheek, placing the coolness of the S ring upon his cheekbone, as he placed his hand under your chin to guide you into the kiss. He tasted divine and you smiled knowing that you got to have him like this, taste him like this, for the rest of your beating hearts’ days.

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[goldencherryhazz]

Touch

A/N: I went a little wild with this one, it a little messy but I hope you enjoy. Notes would be much appreciated, pls don’t copy my work! And as you can see I couldn’t think of a title lol.

Warnings: smut, masterbation, degradation, daddy kink, squirting, pure filth!

You know Harry didn’t like it when you played with yourself, the only acceptation he would make was when he was on tour but even then he would get you to FaceTime him so he could watch and guide you so that you would have the best orgasm, he always wanted to control your pleasure and to be fair any appendage of his body was ten times more pleasurable than your own. His fingers were longer and thicker and reached spots you didn’t even know existed, his tongue did wonders and flicked your bud just the right way, his cock was a whole other story you could only describe it as magical and you would never argue against that.

In your defence you knew that Harry recording vocals for his album this week and he was tired from countless late nights at work, he would always be frustrated with himself if he didn’t get a note for a song pitch perfect, and then he would just get mad at himself trying it over and over again but still not happy with it, then Jeff and the team would force him to go home after a while in fear that he would wear his voice out and have to go on vocal rest and the fact that he was probably going to burst from his pent up anger, and when he got back home he would just want to cuddle and go to sleep so you thought you would take care of yourself before he got back.

Once he did get home he had calmed down slightly, driving always seemed to calm him down for some strange reason. He got inside aiming to go straight to bed where he thought you would be, but when he goes past the bathroom he heard a small whimper, he had to do a double take at first but when the same sound comes from you again he was ready to burst through the door but decided to wait a few minutes to let you have your fun, because after this you wouldn’t be cumming for days.

Your moans start to get a little louder through the door and when he hears a loud shout of his name, well the preferred name you always called him when it came to doing anything sexual (‘daddy’) he burst through the door knowing you were probably about to cum, to find you sat on the edge of the bathtub fingers buried deep inside your head thrown back, which slowly lifted up in shock. You hadn’t even heard him come in the house, you thought you would of had plenty of time but you had obviously lost track being so lost in pleasure. The stern look on his face told you that you were in deep shit, so you opt to remove your fingers from your pussy and put both hands in your lap.

‘Well what do we have here baby’ he saunters in coming to stand right over you from your perch on the bathtub, he immediately noticing the pool of your juices on the floor.

‘Harry I didn’t’ you started before he made eye contact, the fury in his eyes was enough to shut you up.

‘First of all it’s daddy to you, and secondly how many times did you cum?’

‘Sorry daddy, I came twice’

‘hmm twice to many baby don’t you think, I see you squirted aswell didn’t you’

‘Yes d-daddy’ his eyes boar into yours and you couldn’t help but feel slightly intimidated.

‘You know daddy doesn’t like it when someone else touches his pretty little peach don’t you’

You nod, ‘my pussy belongs to you daddy, I’m sorry for touching myself’ you say quickly knowing that any excuse you had as to why you were playing with yourself wouldn’t work.

‘Hmm, now that’s what I like to hear’ he couldn’t help but get slightly hard at that but he quickly thinks about something else to not give you the satisfaction.

He averts his eyes to the floor quickly taking in the pool of your clear juices once again, a cynical smirk overtakes his features which instantly made you panic knowing he had something brewing up in that head of his.

He looks back at you ‘I want you to clean up your mess for me’ he says reaching his hand up to your jaw his thumb resting heavy in your bottom lip making it snap back when he released it again, ‘don’t want you to use a towel or anything like that, want you to use that pretty little mouth of yours, do you think you can do that? He asks even though you didn’t really have a choice.

‘Yes daddy’ you comply getting down on you knees still only wearing a t-shirt, hissing as the cold tiles make contact with your bare legs. You lower your head so your nose is just above your juices your hair falling onto the floor which is quickly resolved when Harry crouches down beside your form and grabs it and makes it into a makeshift pony tail at the back of your head before lowering you head down practically pressing you face into the wetness almost a signal to start cleaning up.

You lips start smacking against the tiled floors, the slurping sounded quite disgusting and made the heat rise to your cheeks in embarrassment, but you knew he wouldn’t let you out of the bathroom till you had licked up every last drop.

‘Such a filthy fucking whore aren’t ya, doing anything daddy says’

Your hair being yanked slightly at every word to accentuate his statement as you hum again the floor, not being to come out with a proper respond without it being muffled.

Once Harry sees you are done he pulls your head up by your hair so that you are sat on in your calves, your chin slightly wet, your eyes had this fucked out look in them from being that submissive for him. He kissed you on the lips for the first time since he caught you, dipping his tongue into your mouth to have a taste, the kiss ends just as quick as it started just as you were starting to enjoy having his lips on yours, he runs a finger along your chin collecting the remainder of your juices and then dipping it into his mouth before moving to stand up.

‘C’mon come to bed where you can dream about cumming, cause if you think I’m touching you for the next week you can think again, you’ve been a very bad girl’

Before you even got the chance to get up off the floor he was already walking to the bedroom, he was angry from earlier and you had just added fuel to the fire and he had contained it very well if he said so himself. At the same time he couldn’t keep the small smirk off of his face, cause he was definitely going to have fun with you.

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Fast forward 3 days and your clit was throbbing and in desperate need of a release. To make it even worse Harry had had a few days off so the teasing was constant, he walked around the house in little to no clothes, made sure to leave the bathroom door slightly open to make sure you heard his moans when he jerked himself off in the shower almost loud enough that you would hear even from the living room. The way he would spoon you when you were cuddling or in bed, he would shuffle around and press his cock right between your ass cheeks so that you felt him even through layers of clothes.

The sexual deprivation was driving you insane to say the least. You were currently in bed reading a book Harry doing the same, well you were reading that was until you caught the sight of your boyfriend, before he was sat with his legs straight out infront of him but being the fidget-bum his is he had now moved his knees towards his chest and spread them slightly his feet planted on the bed. The fabric of his shorts tightened over the area between his legs, outlining his cock and balls perfectly, his thighs looking deliciously thick, the muscles of his tattooed arm flexed as he flicked through the pages of his book, the shirt he was wearing was practically skin tight making you ogle his figure at the head of the bed, from you spot on your belly further.

You don’t realise your shifting your legs together as you watch him, your panties now getting undeniably wet, trying to relieve some of the ever building pressure, the movement catching Harry’s attention.

‘What are you doing darling’ he looks at you knowingly.

‘Nothing’ stopping the movement of your legs, shying away from his gaze, staring at the words on the page you were currently on but not actually reading them.

‘Staring at me weren’t you, rubbing those soft little legs together’

‘Can’t help it, you look really good sat like that’ she says innocently.

‘What about a the rest of the time, do I not look good then’

‘Course you look good, it’s just- I can see the outline of you cock really good from here, making me soo wet, pretty sure I’ve ruined these panties by now.’

Well to bad baby, shouldn’t have been a bad girl the other day’ he retorts going back to reading planning on ignoring her desperate pleas.

‘Pretty please daddy, will you touch me’ making him huff and look back up at you, getting a little frustrated.

‘Oh it’s daddy now is it, you have your own fingers don’t you baby?’

‘But it’s not the same as when you do it’ she also knew that if she did touch herself again it would only prolong her punishment, but at this moment in time you was close to loosing it with how horny you were.

‘Well that didn’t stop you the other day did it’ he points out.

You whine ‘no baby don’t you get all bratty with me, I could’ve had you over my knee spanking your ass right now, would’ve made you feel it for days, but I bet you would have loved that though, cause you’re such a filthy girl, aren’t you’

‘Answer me, are you a filthy girl?’

‘Yes daddy I am’

‘Good now we have that established I am going to carry on reading, and I suggest you stop speaking before I have you over my knee, is that clear baby girl’

‘Yes daddy’ you say submissively doing as he said.

20 minutes had passed when an idea popped into your head, you had been warned not to talk and you knew the consequences but your mouth was moving before you had time to process it.

‘Daddy can we touch ourselves together, I-I mean like masterbate together’ you explain even though Harry already knew what you meant.

He looked at you in annoyance, but in his head he was absolutely pining at your suggestion. Getting to watch you touch yourself all spread out for him, and him doing the same. The past few days had also been torture for him too, he tried to replicate your touch when the was running his hand up and down his cock in the shower, but it wasn’t even close to the way your soft hands would stroke him, he had to resist pounding into you multiple times from just watching you do daily tasks, yesterday you were bending over the dining-room table to reach the vase of now dead flowers to put a new bunch in, you were wearing leggings so when you bent over he got a perfect view off your ass, he really wanted keep you bent over it as he pounded you into the table, he had to take himself to the small gym he had set up in the basement to calm himself down.

He closed his eyes and let out a angry sigh. He hated how much he was caving right now. He was adamant he wasn’t going to let you cum for the next week but your suggestion was too hard to resist. So if he wasn’t touching you he would still be carrying through with his punishment. Right?

He hadn’t said a single word yet, and you were almost certain he was going to say no, but when he marked the page he was on in his book and threw it down into the bed it brought a flicker of hope within you.

‘C’mere’ he murmured, making you scramble up the bed kneeling between his spread legs.

He cups your cheek ‘you were a bad girl the other night, made daddy upset. Didn’t think I was good enough, that I couldn’t satisfy you’

‘Daddy you always satisfy me, make me cum so fucking hard, no ones ever touched or fucked me the way you do’ you say truthfully.

‘And who do you belong to’

‘You daddy, always been you’ this tips him over the edge his cock hardening making a tent in his shorts.

‘That’s a good girl, now I’m going to let you cum, but on one condition, we don’t touch each other whatsoever, still gotta keep up with your punishment even if you did say all those nice things to daddy’

‘Okay, thankyou daddy’ a wave of relief washes over you, itching to just get on with it now.

‘Strip for me then’ you immediately start shuffling out of your clothes as if he had read your mind.

He does the same, moving to the middle of the headboard so that there would be more room, once you are finally naked and turn your head towards Harry again you gawk at him, he looked soo hot with his legs spread, his pretty cock hard up against his belly, he looked delicious. You catch yourself staring, quickly snapping out of it, moving to sit across from Harry replicating his position only being inches away from his form, your juices had made your pussy nice and slick practically glistening.

‘God you’re so wet haven’t even touched you, shit you’re such a filthy little slut’ he groaned, desperately wanting to reach out and run his fingers through your folds to get a taste.

‘Open’ he instructs quickly placing his fingers onto your mouth.

You were about to say something about the no touching rule but decide against it cause in reality he was going to do whatever he wanted anyway. So you let his fingers enter your mouth and happily suck on them, humming as you do. Just as quickly as he put them in he retracted his hand and brought it down to his throbbing cock, spreading the wetness from your mouth up and down his length.

‘What now daddy’ you ask knowing that if you did anything he didn’t want you to do he would probably stop all of this immediately, so you decide to teed carefully.

‘Touch those pretty tits for me’ he says going straight to tugging his leaky cock. So you bring your fingers down to your nipples, the coldness of them making you hiss when the come into contact instantly hardening them, you slowly begin to tweak the nubs between you thumb and index finger.

‘That’s it, just like how daddy does it except he’d have his mouth on you tits sucking and biting them marking you up just the way you like’ he says knowing this was getting you even more riled up.

After a couple of minutes he stops you ‘now I want you to tease that sweet cunt of yours, don’t you dare put a finger in your tight little hole until I say, is that’s clear’

‘Yes daddy’ you say making eye contact with him as you start to touch your clit.

The sight could have made him cum right there and then, his beautiful girl touching her perfect pussy like daddy had told her to, it got him impossibly harder as he was now moving his hand up and down faster, circling the sensitive head every once in a while.

Moan after moan was pouring out of your mouth, rubbing deep circle into your clit, the sight of your boyfriend getting himself off at the same time was incredibly hot.

‘You can dip those finger into your sweet pussy of yours now baby, doing so good for me’ he was desperate to see your face morph into one of pleasure.

You moan again at his words instantly slipping two finger inside of you, not having to be told twice. You bury them to the hilt curling them up, hitting your g-spot, the sensation making you bite your lip to suppress you moans but it was no use as one escaped you and your eyes roll back. You start building a rhythm which was subconsciously at the same time as Harry ran his hand up and down his length.

‘Go faster sweet girl, just like daddy does’ you whimpered already getting close to falling over the edge, you feverishly grasped the sheets trying to keep you body up.

‘Nobody does it like you though daddy’ you were never able to replicate the actions of his fingers and the way they worked at your cunt.

Harry groans and moans had increased as he got closer and closer ‘shit I’m gonna cum’ he says his cock twitching, a long purple vein bulging as his hand now stroking himself faster then before, you really wanted to lick up the underside of his length you practically drooled at the thought.

‘Can I please cum with you daddy’

‘No baby, daddy’s gonna cum first. Wanna cum on that pussy of yours, seeing as I can’t cum inside you. C-can you spread you folds for me, can you do that for me’ he slurred out inching closer to you.

You do as he says removing your fingers then spreading you folds for him ‘want you to cum on my pussy daddy, want it soo bad’ he reaches his spare hand to fondle his balls and with a few more pumps, that mixed with your words he was done for ‘shiiit I’m cumming’ he shouts rope after rope landing on you cunt and thighs, the sensation of his warm cum on your pussy making you feel all fuzzy and bringing you to the brink once again.

His legs start to shake from the oversensitivity, his hand slowly riding out the waves of his orgasm, eyes clamped shut, his mouth still hung open soft moans tumbling out of it. ‘You good daddy’ you ask as he finally opens his eyes again.

‘Hmmm, made me cum soo hard, such a filthy little thing, look at you pretty pussy covered in my cum, looks soo good baby’ he swipes some sweaty curls that he’d fallen onto his forehead.

‘Can I have a taste daddy’

Course baby, as long as I get one aswell’

You quickly bring your fingers and collect the mixture of you twos juices, bringing them to you mouth, humming at the taste that now laid heavy on your tongue, you replicate the action again but this time bring your fingers to Harry’s awaiting mouth, he took your finger in sucking in them greedily, his soft moans making shiver run up your spine.

‘Can I cum now daddy, please daddy’ you whimpered.

‘Been such a good girl for daddy, been waiting for soo long, bet your poor little cunts aching by now. Make yourself cum for me baby’

You instantly plunge your finger into your hole, Harry’s cum making you even slicker but sticky all at the same time, the area between your legs must have looked a mess, but Harry thought it was the most hottest and beautiful things he had seen, his cock getting excited again but he would deal with that in a bit.

You fingers move inside of you at a quick pace, even adding a third the sting of the stretch morphing into pleasure. ‘Tell you what baby, if you squirt for me we can cockwarm later, promise I won’t make you clean up the mess like I made you do the other day’

You whimper, how could you deny that it was impossible in fact, the last part would have made you laugh but you were too caught up in pleasure ‘okay daddy, I’ll s-squirt for you’

Your fingers were now going frantically fast, and when you feel like a balloon was forming in you lower belly you cried out in relief ‘found the spot haven’t you, gonna soak the sheets, gonna soak me angel’ he moaned. You were seconds away from your sweet release when you threw your head back breaking eye contact with Harry which he didn’t like one bit ‘look at me baby, wanna watch you fall apart, gonna cum for me, cum for daddy’ and with that you couldn’t hold it anymore your orgasm collapsing on top of you, the balloon inside you also bursting resulting in you squirting over the sheets and part of Harry’s lower half ‘thankyou daddy, thankyou, thankyou, thankyou’ was all you managed to get out, Harry swore he could have cum at the sight of you, fingers still slowly moving in and out of you pulsating cunt, trying to come down from your high. You looked utterly fucked out and it boosted his ego knowing that the majority of you pleasure was coming from him and he hadn’t even touched you. You eventually collapse flat in the bed not being able to hold yourself up any longer, still out of breath like you had tuna marathon.

‘Fuck you’re soo hot baby, came soo hard and squirted like daddy told you, now you get to have my cock in your tight little cunt later cause you’ve been such a good girl for daddy’ you moan at that.

‘Mhhh love being your good girl, don’t know if I like being your bad girl more though’

‘Let’s stick to being good shall we, don’t think I can handle not being able to be inside you and it’s only been 3 days, think I would shrivel up if I have to do it again.’ He chuckled making you laugh tiredly. Soon you feel him crawl up between your legs before leaning over you until you two were face to face. ‘Kissy’ he asks puckering his lips making you smile wildly, leaning up to kiss his plump lips, the both of you feeling as if you were on cloud 9 now indulging in one another as their lips pressed, and tongues danced with each other.

Maybe all that torture wasn’t soo bad after all.

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[peezbabey]

Yan!Jeff, Yan!EJ, Yan!Brian, Yan!Toby, Yan!Tim when their s/o cheats on them

pls send me asks :') I especially love yandere stuff

Contains gore

Jeff The Killer

Contrary to popular belief, Jeff wouldn't actually kill you, oh no

Or your other partner

Oh no, he'd keep you alive together

This is what you wanted right?

He'd be terrifyingly calm and slow the entire time

He'd tie you both up in his attic (He thinks basements are to cliche)

He'd tie you up on opposite sides of the room so you can't comfort or be with eachother

You'd be tied up more comfortably, but Jeff wouldn't admit it. He'd tell you it's so you can see him torture your partner.

Which he would.

Lots of physical and psychological torture.

He'd cut of their fingers and force feed them to them infront of you,

Maybe he'll even shove one down your throat if he's feeling generous

Jeff would also shower you in love infront of your preferred lover, not real love of course.

He's only doing it to mock them.

Whatever happens, you're not getting out of there for a long time.

But you're together. This is what you wanted right?

Eyeless Jack

First of all he ties a bloodsoaked gag around your mouth.

He doesn't need an explanation.

That doesn't, however, stop you from screaming as you watch your lover get torn to shreds.

As you watch them be gutted alive and fed their heart while they're still conscious.

That doesn't stop you from squirming to get away as you're quite litterally showered in their blood

You scream so hard it hurts as you watch Jack rip the gag off of you and shove your ex's kidney down your throat, his claws scraping across your face painfully leaving huge gashes that bleed all over you.

You stop screaming, however, when a heavy boot comes in collision with your throat, and you're choked to death by the man you despised most.

Don't worry though, your kidneys are still his most prized possession, so your rotting corpse should be grateful.

Brian

Blind rage.

Blind fucking rage.

Hope you like your head being repeatedly smashed into the marble kitchen counter.

He gave you so much when he didn't have to

A bed, food,love.

How dare you?

He's so enraged with you, that he goes straight for you first.

But even if your lover tries to protect you or run, they're dead either way.

It's honestly terrifying

Even when angry, Brian is usually calm and silent so him being so loud and enraged is petrifying.

Especially if he's wearing his mask.

Toby

Yeah, no, our boy is in denile.

And if you're smart, you'll keep him there.

You're his beautiful angel, his reason to live

You'd never do that to him. Right?

No, haha, no.

He would immediately assume you were being assaulted,

And if you're stupid enough to deny that, he'll just believe you've been manipulated.

You're just in shock, you poor thing.

Don't worry though, he'll love you enough to make up for it!

Better hope you're not noticeably upset at the loss of your 'lover' otherwise you might just dissappear.

Tim

He didn't mean to kill you while he was beating the shit out of you.

It just happened.

You're lover was long gone, a bloody mess in the corner, a bullet hole in his chest and multiple dents in their face.

You are now curled up on the floor, limp and unmoving.

He feels regret, he took it to far.

But he'll never show it, you don't deserve the guilt he holds

So instead of mourning, he's going to give your body one last kick, just to check if you're actually gone make sure you're really gone

and then go out to smoke a cigarette.

You're lovers body will sit in that corner for a while, probably till someone else moves it,

Yours will be buried somewhere, with a single flower on the top.

No gravestone or anything, he's stubborn, so he'll make sure no one will remember you.

He'll pretend he doesn't remember you himself by downing bottles of alcohol

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[pasta-in-the-blender]

[x] general match up information

I'm so sorry but i'm writing this with a headache, i will check for grammar but i can't promise much even with that...

Sorry if this isn't the best,,, this is like my first attempt at a match up ever..

Hope you like it though!^^

I MATCH YOU WITH:

Creepypasta:

Jeff the killer

Let's be honest,,, you saw this coming

Jeff is a man of respect so he definetly likes that you give it to everyone until they fuck up

Boy is a simp for the petnames you listed ngl--

Call him sugar once and he is melting dude-

I feel he could take all of the personalities you listed, Siletly hating everyone? Okay let him sit next to you while you do that, Lighting shit on fire? He's bringing the gasoline. Also not to mention that he is definety stronger than you so you won't be destroying anything that he knows you wouldn't want destroyed.

He cusses like a sailor so i don't think that'll be a problem.

You just can't sneak up on him bro, due to his,,,, line of work that's pretty impossible.

He would look up every possible thing about your hyperfixations or let you ramble about them if you'd like.

Definetly collects you bones and random cool rocks he finds that made him think of you while he is on the job.

Music sessions that consist of laying on the floor in his room doing nothing just laying there and listening.

Will take you to forest walks if you'd like him to and he's free.

All in all would be an almost completely smooth relationship if we don't count both of your issues with anger management and other stuff.

Marble Hornets:

Jay Merrick

Listen ik you think i'm dumb rn but hear me out

You and i both knew i was going to go with Tim (or Alex but that wouldn't end up good either) but then i reminded myself that he doesn't take some bs you would do very well sooooo

Yeah Jay

One thing i can defiently see is you just dragging him back into the house when he tries to go off to "look for clues" aka die.

He could take almost every personality type exept the destrucive one, so if you happen to be acting that way he'll just go away and let you calm down by yourself.

Also melts if you call him sugar no questions asked, he is a simp.

Will ignore the cussing but he doesn't do it often.

Also get you random stuff he saw and thought about you especially bones.

Tbh he looks up at the way you don't take bs, he wishes he could be like that sometimes too.

Tries to keep you away from the events that go down in mh

Pls be nice to him omg

It would be a lil rocky due to Jay's issues (and yours aswell), but i think you can figure it out

FNAF SB:

Moondrop

You saw this coming too didnt' you?

Probs can't get you bones or anything like that, but he will make Sun glitter glue some rocks for you if that counts as a crystal.

Also one to be able to take all sides without issues, he can easly go with your mood and vibe with you, and if you feel like destroying stuff he'll just drop you off into Monty's room (while he isn't there ofc) and let's you destroy all the things you want. No one will notice anyways lmao.

Will also call you petnames (if you're comfy ofc) like star, starlight etc

He would be pretty intrested in your music ngl. Having to hear that daycare theme all day makes him desprate for any kind of sounds other than that lol

Sorry but you will never see nature with Moon, it's the pizzaplex policy and his programming.

As i headcanoned earier, Leo, your oc fixed his programming at one point and after that he would try to make you random pillow forts for absolutely no reason (if he coould he would cry if you fell aslep in them tho)

It would be a perfect match in my eyes if you can bear the burden of sticking to the lights schedule.

K ur getting impatient so imma just wrap this up bdsjb...

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[all-my-love-for-harry]

Hi. Can you pls do something in the shy little boy universe where Harry is overwhelmed with work and snaps at Artemis. So Artemis stops talking to him and Harry apologises. Thnx a lot

my first time writing angst for my shy little boy universe, hope you like it!

you can find more of my shy little boy here

2020.

It has been an overwhelming past few weeks.

With the whole situation in the world going on right now, Harry has been forced to reschedule his whole tour. That meant he's been constantly on the phone, having meetings with his label and entire crew to figure out the new dates as soon as possible.

He barely sleeps anymore and is stressed pretty much every day. Y/N knew to let him be and not bother him while he was like this, she also understood the amount of pressure he must be feeling right now.

But Artemis didn't.

He barely sees his daddy anymore, and he misses him. He was also bored to dead. Now, he's a smart boy who knows how to make himself busy and can play alone just fine, however he wanted to play with his daddy.

Y/N offered to play with him, but Artemis declined her offer. Something he never does, by the way.

"Where's daddy?" He asked, entering to the master bedroom where Y/N was folding the laundry.

"I think he's in his office, honey"

"Is he gonna go out soon?"

"I'm not sure. He's busy"

Artemis hopped off the bed, walking out of the room and straight to Harry's office.

He opened the door gently and poked his head into the room. "Daddy?"

"Not right now, baby. I'm busy" Harry said, not even looking up from his computer. He was waiting for an important call from Jeff and couldn't get distracted right now.

"But daddy, i wanna play" Artemis said, now entering the room completely.

"I told you, i'm busy. We can play when i finish"

"You said that yesterday" The six year old frowned. "I wanna play now"

"Jesus christ, Artemis! I told you i'm busy!" Harry slammed his palm on the desk. "Stop being a brat, bloody hell"

Artemis stood there, not sure of what to do as Harry has never spoken to him like that, let alone slammed his hand on something making such a horrendous noise.

Harry sighed, passing his palms through his face and calming down. He stood up and began to walk towards his son, however, as soon as he got up from his chair, Artemis ran out of the room, scared.

He was going to go after him, he really was, but at that moment his phone started ringing and he had no choice but to close the door again and take the call.

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Artemis ran as fast as his legs allowed him, going straight to where Y/N was and closing the door behind him.

"Hey, why do you look so scared?" She stopped her actions, looking at her son who might as well be shaking.

"Daddy"

"Did something happen? Is daddy okay?" at first Y/N thought something happened to Harry, and tried to open the door but Artemis wouldn't let her.

"He was mean, mum" he mumbled, tears finally falling from his precious eyes.

"What do you mean?"

The boy tried to explain the situation the best he could, through sobs and hiccups. Y/N sighed, embracing her son to take him to the couch in the room. She placed him on her lap and started cooing at him.

Screaming and slamming things was definitely not something he was used to, so she couldn't blame him for being like this. So she let him cry on her chest, let it all out so he could be calmer when Harry came to apologize.

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: 

After Harry hung up with Jeff, he felt relieved for a moment, knowing that was the last call from the day.

But then he remembered the way he acted with Artemis, and his pulse started to rise again. He knew he crossed a line, and lost his temper and that was not okay.

But he didn't quite know how to fix it. Artemis was a kind boy, but he wasn't the forgiving type. Harry hopped he could do an exception for his dad though.

First he went to his room and he found it empty. He frowned, walking now to his and Y/N's room and tried to open the door. His frown deepened when he couldn't.

"Did you locked the door?" Harry heard Y/N's voice from the other side, then a couple of whispers and steps.

She unlocked the door, opening it so Harry could enter. "He's very upset" she said to him.

"I know, i was an idiot" Harry sighed, looking around the room for his baby. "Where is he?"

"On the... he was on the couch" Y/N paused, noticing Artemis wasn't where she left him.

The only other spot he uses to hide was the closet, so they walked towards it and found the door half opened.

"I'll step out and you are gonna fix this"

Y/N left Harry on his own on this one, knowing it was his mess and wasn't really in the mood to be in the middle of it so she went and returned to her previous task, still being able to listen to what they were saying.

Not that Artemis was saying much. He flinched away from Harry when he opened the door, and refused to look at him.

"Baby... Artemis, please. I'm so sorry, okay? didn't mean to scare you, i swear"

The smaller boy only hiccups in response, closing his eyes to not look at his father.

"Please forgive me, baby. We can go play now, we can play as much as you want" He tried again, moving closer to Artemis.

Before Harry could touch him, he stood abruptly. "No!" Artemis yelled, running out of the closet and to his mum, where he hid behind her legs.

Harry's heart dropped to his stomach and he felt like throwing up. Was his little boy scared of him? He's never done nothing like this before, but then again Harry has never spoken to him like that either.

His son only wanted to play with his daddy and Harry snapped. Oh, what a mistake it was.

Y/N gave him a half smile, feeling sorry for him. Yeah, perhaps Harry was out of line but she knew he didn't mean what he said, it was just the stress speaking.

"C'mon, let's go to your room" Y/N held his small hand. She gave Harry a little nod, silently telling him she'd talk to their son.

Harry sat on the bed, his hands passed through his hair aggressively. He felt the tears in the corner of his eyes ready to spill. It was the first time Artemis was this upset at him, yeah he's been mad at Harry before but never has refused to talk to him, or flinched away from his touch.

The last thing he wanted was for his son to be scared of him.

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: 

When Harry approached Artemis' room down the hall, he noticed the door half opened so he got in as quiet as possible.

He heard water splashing and voices in the bathroom connected to Artemis' room. His heart broke when he realized it was bath time, and he wasn't there for it.

Harry was an absolute sucker for bath time, it was his time to bond with his son after a tiring day. They always had so much fun with the bubbles and multiple toys Harry allowed him to get in the tub.

But this time he knew Artemis didn't want him there, so he waited outside of the bathroom. He noticed Y/N forgot to bring his clothes into the bathroom and he didn't like the thought of Artemis catching a cold, so he grabbed the folded pj's and went to knock the bathroom door.

"Hey" Y/N said, offering him a smile. "I talked to him, he's calmer"

"You forgot his clothes, love" he passed them to her. "Do you think i could talk to him?"

"What about tomorrow? You know how he is"

Y/N stretched an arm and caressed one of Harry's cheeks. She knew he was hurting, but one thing she knew for sure was how much Artemis loved his daddy, and even tough he doesn't forgive easily, he'll be able to forgive Harry.

The man sighed but nodded nonetheless.

"It happens to the best of us, don't beat yourself up because you lost it once"

"He hates me"

"No, he does not. Tomorrow you'll talk to him and everything will be fine, i promise"

*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: 

Harry barely slept that night. He waited until the sun came up to go out of the bed, careful to not wake Y/N up. He cancelled all his meetings for the day, saying he had more important issues to solve.

He went down and started breakfast. Waffles were Artemis' favorite, so that's exactly what he did. He also washed strawberries and blueberries to put on top of it.

Now, they didn't allow chocolate this early in the morning, but Harry still grabbed the chocolate syrup out of the fridge.

Once he finished his work, he looked back at it. He was proud he pulled off this amazing breakfast, he only hopped it would be enough to earn Artemis forgiveness.

After a little while of being in the kitchen, Harry heard steps coming from the stairs. He stood up from the stool he was sitting on and waited until the six year old boy entered the kitchen, looking mainly for his mum.

"Hey, mate. Good morning" Harry said with a cheerful tone. but he received no response. "Wait, i made you breakfast" he quickly added when he saw Artemis backing off of the kitchen. "Aaaand, you can put chocolate on top of your waffles if you want to"

Now, that caught the boy's attention. He hesitated but still walked towards Harry, sitting on the stool his dad was previously on.

He made him a plate and let Artemis put whatever he wanted on top. Harry waited until he was eating to talk again.

"Listen, buddy, i'm so sorry. I was a big meanie yesterday and shouldn't have spoken to you like that"

"You scared me, daddy" Artemis whispered.

"I know, and i can't apologize enough for it, baby. I promise it won't happen again, would you forgive me?"

Artemis looked at him. Harry had tears in his eyes again and was ready to collapse if his son said no.

"Only if you play with me today"

A big smile formed on Harry's face as he nodded furiously. "I'm all yours, always"

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[dem-cp-hoes]

Sorry to bother you, but can you do some wholesome/cute head canons for the creepypastas please?

You're not bothering at all, no worries😊

Though I think these turned out to be general hc rather than cute but... 🤷‍♀️

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Jeff:

I think it's pretty much canon that Jeff names his knives. Most people would think that he gives them badass names but nah...

His favorite is named Martha, no one else is allowed to touch her

There's also Kule, Austin and Annie, sometimes he talks to them (mostly about Liu)

No, you can't point it out/comment on it, it'll upset him

Smile is his best friend, Ben is jealous

His hair gets curly after a few days, which means he has to straighten it with an iron

He also puts his hair buns, or ponytails around the house (he looks good tbh)

^the reason he always has hair ties as well

He's either dead asleep or hasn't slept for 4 days straight, there's no in-between

Not a total asshole all the time, surprisingly

He doesn't make mean comments about things that hit too close to home

Like, sure he's gonna tease Toby for his ticks but he's never gonna mention his sister

He makes up his own curse words

He puts on chapstick, but no one knows

Everyone knows, they've seen him, Ben has a video

He talks during movies, questioning the logic and making comments about characters' decisions, nobody minds bc it's hilarious since everything he says is on point

He drinks the sweetest coffee with milk and 3 spoonfuls of sugar at least

Loves romantic movies, but he has a reputation

Has a small cactus in his room, it was a gift from Ben, he takes good care of it

Ben:

He has freckles!!! He has freckles everywhere!!! (sorry I got excited, I just love freckles) but bc of the whole dead/demon thing, you have to get close to him of you want to see them

Owns a lot of fandom themed hoodies and t-shirts

He can mimic a lot of cartoons' voices, including the jigglypuff song, it's quite impressive

He's very proud of it

Ben is a genius, since he's mostly attached to a computer he has access to anything the internet has to offer, so lots of knowledge

Sometimes he can answer like Alexa/Siri does if someone calls his name and asks something

The others think he can't control it and ask him things all the time

He absolutely can control it and only does it to fuck with them by giving them bullshit answers that sound legit

He collects action figures, what a dork

Has a hamster, his name is Picachu

He gets teased a lot over it, let him live pls

The others secretly love it tho

Loves to watch people argue through their cameras

He lives for the drama

"Ben what are u doing?" "I'm watching this couple in New Jersey, apparently Sharon cheated on Nick again, but this time with his sister!!!"

When he giggles/gets embarrassed his ears become bright red

Sits on the floor, sits on tables, sits on Jane, Slender is convinced he doesn't know what a chair is

Jack:

Any perfume with a very heavy scent makes him sneeze a lot

He refuses to believe he is hurt/sick

Jack, while being held down by all the proxies: Guys, I told you I'm fINE, I CAN WORK TODAY, JUST LET ME GO!!

He has a lot of animal mannerisms

Like licking someone he likes on the cheek, purring/growling, sniffing etc

Bruh, you scratch behind his ears or under his chin and his whole chest vibrates with purring

He tilts his head on the side when he's confused, like a dog

Loves scented candles, he has a bunch of them in his room

His favorite scent is lavender

He can in fact eat human food, it just can't sustain him all that well and anything that is not overly seasoned tastes bland

With that being said, he loves spicy food bc he can taste it properly

Jane screamed when she saw him eat an entire plate of ghost peppers with no milk

The jingle of keys makes his head turn sharply towards the sound, once again like a dog

He can fall asleep anywhere, and I mean anywhere

The porch? More than once

In another's room? Of course

In slender's office? That was quite an interesting thing to explain

In the middle of the kitchen? Yeah, once

He's just a sleepy boi

Jack is the one who knows everyone's ticklish spots bc gives check ups

Likes listening to audio books on his free time

Masky:

He drinks Irish coffee (for those of you who don't know, it has alcohol in it)

Once Masky called Slender dad (sleep deprived) and then proceeded to slam his head down on the table and say a bad word

Sally once made him a flower crown for his birthday

He refused to take it off for 5 hours!!

Won't sleep with less than 2 pillows

He considers his one True near death experience to be when he almost choked on one of Jane's fake eyelashes (long story)

He has mastered the 'disapproving face' game', even when he wears the mask, you can feel it's there

He's around Toby, what did you expect?

Doesn't trust giraffes ("why are they so fucking long????")

He has a very contagious laugh when he really laughs, even when he just grins

Can give the best hugs, hands down

Like you feel so warm and protected when he hugs you

And it doesn't help the fact that he smells like the forest after a rainy day.... (now I want a hug)

Hoodie:

He has dirt on everyone

Mainly bc he's quiet and reliable so people tell him stuff

Has Masky saved in his phone as 'Bae' and when people see it they ask, "Is he your boyfriend?"

And he replies with, "Nah, it stands for Biggest Asshole Ever"

Drinks tea by the gallon

Reigning champion of "How many objects can we put on Jeff while he sleeps"

Hoodie has those "hoe don't do it" moments pretty much every day

Jeff trying to start shit, Ben is planning a prank on someone, someone insulted Slender. Every time

Award winning smile

His hair is the softest thing ever I swear-

Will make tea for anyone he sees that's having a rough day

He likes to sketch people, he's actually pretty good

He likes to read books to calm down

If someone wants to he will read out loud to them

Toby:

Don't give him energy drinks

It won't make him hyper, oh no, but it will make him do dumb shit

Once, Helen made the mistake of handing him a red bull, and let's just say he was found playing a mix between 'the floor is lava' and 'don't let the balloon touch the floor'

It was intense

President of Protect the Bees and very proud of it

Will follow through with literally any dare, he takes impulsivity to new levels

Will let Sally do his hair and dress him up to play princess

That friend who sends you fucking memes at 3am just to be a prick

It's easy to get him flustered, especially if someone flirts with him

He is obsessed with sour sweets, not even he knows why

There's no such thing as personal space, he's comfortable around everyone

Gets excited when he sees a cartoon on tv from when he was a kid

Places the stickers Sally gives him on the headboard of his bed

He knows how to say, "can I pet your dog?" in 4 languages

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[edgypasta-headcanons]

Headcanons for your OCs pls

Dracul:

Is such a chaotic force it’s not even funny

She’ll scare the shit out of people because she sits in trees and watches people when she gets bored. Toby threw a hatchet at her when she scared him

Has the scent capabilities of a fucking bloodhound

She’s really like the live-action version of Maleficent. Looks evil, acts evil and has a small soft side

She likes to piss people off and get away from them by using her stunt abilities to the max and parkour through the mansion

Drinks her blood straight out of the bag with a straw or with her coffee at home. She loves when it makes a few other Creeps gag (whether it be the Happypastas, Chic, or Trendy ones, she loves the reaction)

Will throw down if you so much as give her a tiny threat. It’s a demon pride thing

Currently, in a relationship with Masky and with those two it’s either ride or die

Lowkey they have a suicide pact together on the days neither of them want to be on earth

Appearance wise, picture Vlad Tepes from Dracula Untold and that’s kind of her vampire shit (includes the growling he does and subconsciously does it when surprised/angered) but she’s covered in dark, kind of witchy markings all over her body, mostly on her hands, arms, neck down to valley of her breast, the back of her neck down her spine, and a huge line from her feet to her hips where it wraps around to the back marking. Has a black sclera and bright orange iris’ that turn lips red when angered

Hates it when anyone other than Eyeless Jack and Masky call her Dracula. She nearly ripped out Jeff’s throat when he mockingly threw it in her face during an argument

Darkelle:

Exterior she seems calm and collected, but on the inside, she’s chaotic and needs some sleep

The mouth on the back of her head often talks shit through her main mouth. 

She named the mouth on the back of her head “Ragnarok” because when that parasite takes over, it could literally destroy worlds with its insatiable hunger. 

Currently in a relationship with Eyeless Jack; She’s very attached to him and he is fairly protective of her. 

Darkelle is EJ’s personal therapist whilst he’s her personal nurse doctor.

Dr. Smiley is her literal doctor though. She has a fairly well relationship with him to consider him as her ‘Voice of Reason’

Misty is her ride or die. She grew up with her and treated each other like sisters or partners in crime. 

When the mouth opened, Darkelle hated it and was terrified of it due to not understanding why it was happening to her. 

Was raised as an assassin very similar to Black Widow when being reborn and serving The Slenderman

Darkelle and Misty attended human school and homeschooled by the Slenderman.

Had gone by the alias of “Alexis Bagans” that lived with her mother in their apartment. Often spent time by Misty’s side during being out in the human realm to “lead” her around.

A few months after Jeff was recruited into the CreepyPasta, she dated him for a while before they both broke it off. They both started seeing each other like siblings and thought it was weird, so they just broke it off on good terms

Jeff and Ben are her main guy best friends who she often hung out with

For being a hybrid between a Harionago and a Futakuchi-Onna, also being the Daughter of Nyx; Darkelle adopted the Gothic and Traditional Japanese fashions. 

She has markings all over her body like her mother that only manifests when she's using heavy magic and/or under black light.

Misty

Stressed out 24/7

Her full name is Mystique Nightingale Mann but prefers to go by “Misty”

Hates being called by her real name, luckily barely anyone knows it. If anyone were to call her by Mystique, she’ll deadass rip your head off.

Daughter of Slenderman, never really knew her biological mother. 

Was raised by Slenderman's younger sister, Slenderwoman(Scarlett).

Slenderman's personal assistant - She refuses to be her father's proxy

She had a mental breakdown about it in front of her dad after he asked her and fell asleep in his office to wake up in her room.

Unlike her father, Misty has a face. But her eyes are milky white which makes her look blind but she can see perfectly fine with extraordinary vision. 

Her tendrils switch colors depending on her mood. White when calm and collected, black with pissed off and beyond enraged

Unlike the rest of her family, she's actually short standing at 5’4

In the human realm, she’s a barista at Starbucks in Vancouver. Despite having to act blind. 

She and Darkelle attended human schools and home-schooled. 

Went under the alias “Mystique Addams” who was a blind girl that lived with her guardian uncle in a small house. 

She is secretly a Daddy's Girl but only out of sight and earshot. As much she rebels against her father's rules, she still has a pretty close relationship with him.

Misty doesn’t know who her biological mother is and doesn’t mind not knowing because she has a perfectly fine family without her

As lazy she seems to come off as she is a diligent worker. Without her, Slender’s mission files and assigning who goes to who is chaos

She’s technically Slenderman’s Proxies’ superior but she treats the boys as equals. 

She and Masky have a love-hate relationship. Toby is like a little brother she never had. Hoodie is the chill brother that she can talk shit with.

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