#doesnt shower and loves dirt

[totaly-obsessed]

would you be willing to write either an alessia x reader or a leah x reader who has ADHD? i loved your alexia piece. it made me feel super seen ❤️

Fitting In

Alessia Russo x reader request

-> A struggle day with Alessia - ADHD!Reader

-> @anon Makes me so happy to hear that you felt seen! These are things that actually happen in my day to day life - and adhd presents so different in people, please don't be offended if this doesnt fit you!

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“Baby?” Alessia's shout echoed through your shared home – the blonde had just come home from practice and was excited to spend a nice, relaxing evening with her girlfriend. But just a couple of seconds later she could see that the rest of the day would be a bit more chaotic than she had originally thought.

“Where are you?” Win, the Arsenal dog whined quietly booping her nose on Alessia's shin, trying to get her attention. With a sigh the striker took off the collar, letting the chocolate lab loose – just to see her race to the living room carpet where she dramatically flopped down with a loud huff.

“Bedroom!” Carefully Alessia opened the door, she never quite knew what to expect behind closed doors when it came to you. Maybe you would be dying your hair, trying her clothes on, or simply staring into the abyss. While she had been preparing herself for the worst, seeing you re-arrange furniture wasn’t so bad.

“Hi, Lessi!” The footballer did her best to ignore the heavy desk you were pushing around, instead giving you a kiss, melting at your huge grin and sparkling eyes.

“You’ve been quite busy huh?” You have been. The Wardrobe had been replaced by the bed and the bed with the desk – or at least your girlfriend guessed that you wanted it to go there.

“Help me?” She didn’t need much convincing, but the sheepish smile on your face certainly did the job.

With a gentle push, you were removed from the desk, as Alessia couldn’t watch your struggle any longer. With just a few expert nudges and lifts it was where you wanted it to be, with you directing the blonde.

“Done!” She brushed off her hands as if she were brushing off dirt from hard labor. With a smug smile, she saw you stare, particularly at her arms (still wearing her Arsenal training tank top), before she pulled you into a bruising kiss – large hands resting on your hips, fingers digging into your bum.

“Did you get groceries amore?” Oh right. There had been a reason why you had wandered in here, you originally had planned to get dressed and go shopping but all of a sudden you just felt an incredible urge to re-arrange the furniture. “Sorry, Lessi.”

With a soft chuckle, Alessia kissed your forehead, she knew that you didn’t do it on purpose, you never did. You just were forgetful. “How about we go out to eat?” That was the most brilliant idea you have ever had. Usually, you would order in because Alessia was too tired from training to actually go out – so it was a nice change. “That sounds fantastic baby. But it’s gonna be noisy and busy, you okay with that?” Your excited nodding was enough to melt her heart all over again. Bless you, so excited to go out with your girlfriend.

“I’m gonna have a shower, yeah?” You didn’t really realize what Alessia said until you heard the water running. “No Lessi!” As fast as you could you made your way to the bathroom, your girlfriend still in front of the mirror taking off her makeup. “Can I have it first? I’ll literally be ten minutes!” With one or two bats of your lashes, the blonde agreed, leaving you in the bathroom.

“Hey, google – play shower list! No, play Date playlist!” You had to repeat yourself, your Alexa was too confused with your wishes. The water was still running as you took Alessia's place, looking at yourself in the mirror. “Should I wash my hair? But I washed it yesterday – Shit. I didn’t do that washing did I?” There was no one to answer you, you were talking to yourself. On your way to the laundry room you nearly tripped over Win. “Winnie! You’re here! Oh, I love you so much!”

“Amore?”

No answer.

“Amore?”

With Win in tow, you climbed back up the stairs, already seeing Alessia with a big goofy smile in the bathroom. “Shit. I left the shower on.” The dog excitedly yapped once she saw the familiar blonde, her tail hitting your leg. “Yes, you did.” She wasn’t mad – she was laughing, and she had shut the water off. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry Less. Promise I’ll go now.”

“You haven’t had it yet?” Win was once again whining for attention but stopped once you leaned down to pet her head. “No, I want downstairs and I was doing the washing because I forgot to do it earlier.” By now you had eventually taken off your socks and outer layer, just in your underwear now.

“I just need to get my skincare stuff.” Why it was in the kitchen you didn’t really remember, however halfway down the stairs, you remembered the disgustingly cold showers. “Need the shower to warm up first!” Up you went again.

Now with your skincare, water warming up, the right music, and the laundry on – you were ready to actually get in, until you weren’t. Your sister had sent you a TikTok, which left you to doom scroll for a while before Alessia eventually came back up. “Are you done amore?”

She knew that you hadn’t been in yet, the half-Italian always knew when you were having a hard day, and today was one of them.

“I don’t know if I want to shower yet.” Your girlfriend could see the frustration building up in you, so she pulled you in a hug. “That’s okay baby. Can I go?” The defeated look on your face was all she needed, cooing over your sad little face before shoving you out the door after calling Win to keep you company.

Whilst the footballer was in the shower, you had tasked yourself with picking outfits for the both of you. Picking Alessia’s was easy, not only did she look good in everything, but all her clothes matched, so there was no bad choice.

When the blonde entered the bedroom she couldn’t help but laugh at you standing in front of the full-body mirror, wearing a cropped puffer jacket you had bought last week. Your lips in a pout and cheeks red in frustration – something was wrong.

“You okay baby?”

Boom, tears. Knowing that Alessia knew you and all your little signs meant the world to you. “I hate this jacket.”

“But you just bought it last week, what’s wrong with it?” by now she was standing in front of you, opening it up, closing it again, turning you around to get a better look, trying to figure out what is bothering you. “It’s the sleeves, look.” You thrust your hands out, the sleeves rising up so that your wrists were out.

“Maybe it’s the hood?” Your girlfriend pulled the zipper on the detachable hood, taking it off and abruptly throwing the hood itself on Win’s head. “What do you think? I think you look great!” You had to admit, that it was better, but the sleeve situation was still bothering you. “Nuh-uh. Wanna get rid of it.” With a final nod, Alessia helped you take it off, throwing the jacket on a pile of clothes. “Ella was looking for one of those.” That was that. Ella would get the jacket.

In the end, Alessia chose your outfit, as you were much too busy playing with Win, who was pawing at you when you had flopped down next to her on the carpet.

Whilst you were getting ready Alessia grabbed the rest of your stuff – that you would definitely forget and run back in and out again until you have everything, like your wallet or lip balm.

As soon as you entered the restaurant you regretted it. There was so much going on and such a wave of noise that greeted you that you nearly just walked back out again – but your girlfriend had already picked out a table in a corner.

“Less I don’t know what to get – I’m like overwhelmed by the options.” Somewhere a child started screaming and a hoard of adults kept laughing at it very loudly. “It’s like I can’t read the words that are literally right in front of me."

It started to beep everywhere in the big room. You had picked a popular restaurant in the area that had pagers that vibrated, blinked, and beeped when your food was ready so you could go and get it.

“What do you feel like amore?” You were zoned out, eyes empty staring at the menu, dead to the world around you. Alessia sighed, she knew that this would happen. “How about Pasta?” You nodded, she knew which one you would like.

A couple of minutes later your girlfriend came back, with one of these little devices in her hand, placing it under her thigh on the stool, desperately trying to soften the glaring noise.

Suddenly the lights dimmed and a birthday song was played loudly over the speakers. As well as you could you held your ears closed as most guests started to sing and clap along. Just as the song ended your food was ready and Alessia went to go and get it.

“How was training Less?” She could see your head swiveling around, overwhelmed by the lights, the noise, and the people – nonetheless, she took your bait, explaining what had happened at the Arsenal training center, appreciating that you tried to listen, and even asked questions.

Ten minutes into eating a children's birthday party sat down at the table next to yours, and as cute as the kids were – they were even louder than your thoughts. Screaming over the top of each other, begging for Ice cream for dinner and even yelling at the poor elders on their other side, trying to show them something.

“Amore? Are you overstimulated? Would you like to get this to go, and just go home?”

“Yes please.”

Alessia went up to the register with your plates, while you packed up all your stuff, grabbing your jackets and Alessia’s little bag that really only held her car keys.

In the car, you couldn’t hold it anymore, and the tears just burst out of you in streams that seemed never-ending. “I-I’m sorry Lessi, jus wanted to be like everyone else but I can't even sit in a restaurant.”. Your girlfriend cooed at you, gently stroking your thigh trying to calm you down a little. “We don’t need to be like anybody else. We can just be… Us!”

The rest of the evening was spent cuddled up on the couch with Win occupying one of the ends, stealing a blanket off of you, as Alessia covered you in hers as well. The wood was still warm when you ate it, even after changing out of the uncomfortable outfits and into big shirts and joggers.

“I love you amore. For you – you don’t need to be like anybody else.”

#woso x reader #woso imagine #woso #woso imagines #arsenal wfc x reader #engwnt x reader #lionesses x reader #alessia russo #alessia russo x reader

[medium-rare-bimbo]

EDDIE AND HIS CRYPTID GIRLFRIEND

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MINORS DNI

contain: dubcon, somnophilia, drugging(?)

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♡ thinking of eddie x cryptid!(?) Reader who is so curious about human norms and stands outside his trailer every night making strange noises and moving things around. He tries to understand you and talk to you maybe even help you but you freeze and runaway :((( he soon starts sitting outside his trailer waiting for you to come back, you stand near the tree line watching him holding eye contact and barely blinking, You look human but the way you act tells him that theres something off about you maybe you're not all mentally there? Each night you get closer to him and eddie starts leaving food a couple of feet infront of him hoping you get close enough so he can ask you something. When you're close enough to the plate you crouch down keeping your eyes on him as you bring the food to your mouth, you're almost animal like. Once eddie sees that you respond well to the food he brings the plate closer to him until you're sitting next to him and hes having an entire one sided conversations with you. He somehow gets you to come inside the trailer and in his room where you're immediately interested in the lamps and strange sticky magazines. He offers the shower to you after he notices your dirt covered feet but you stare blankly at him and he soon realises that he needs to bathe you himself if he wants you clean. It was no easy task however, you were more interested in dragging him into the shower with you than actually getting clean, by the end Eddie was naked and his clothes were soaked and thrown on the floor but you were clean so his job was done. He proceeded to keep you locked in his room and occasionally let you wonder around the trailer park but ONLY at night you've already gave poor old lady edith a heart attack when she caught you staring at her through her windows </3</3  as much as eddie tries to train you to behave you refuse >:(( you were born to make nests in his bed, stare into nothing and freak him out, watch him sleep, kneed his pillow, it's in your DNA how dare he deny you of your instincts >:000 idk I just think they'd be a neat couple <3 breeding kink is through the roof though jesus

♡ (vampire eddie!) OR they meet in the upside down and you're just standing over his barley alive body, his eyes struggling to adjust to the world around and he honestly thinks you're a hallucination

♡ you like standing over him while he sleeps, watching his chest rise and fall, his eyes flickering across his eyelids, the sleep filled murmurs he speaks and the tics of his body. You have been hit multiple times from eddie suddenly waking up. you stare, he wakes, you stare, he screams, you stare, he attacks, you stare.

♡ your pupils are very unsettling, too big or too small theres never an in between. Never.

♡ you bite everything like literally EVERYTHING. Never in his life would eddie think hed have to hide batteries and no he doesnt care if they make your brain fizzy you cant have them >:((

♡ you steal every piece of fabric in the house, blankets, towels, shirts, pants, socks you name it, it's in your 'nest'

♡ you like places you shouldnt be especially small dark places with closed spaces and little room to breathe aka Eddie's closet. It smells like him, it's dark, its warm, what more could you want?

♡ if eddie is eating food you MUST try some, you sit there staring until he gives you a tiny piece. You never ask for more unless he offers preferring to walk off and see if the light stays on when the fridge closes

♡ eddie loves watching you exist, you're a simple creature just living life except you have zero brain cells and you scare everyone. Wow what a shocker that children would be scared of a non blinking creature standing at the edge of the forest

♡ you've followed eddie to school multiple times and only on a few occasions has he caught you although you prefer the night youd do anything to look at your eddie.

♡ there have been many times that eddie has suspected you're just a possessed girl whose going to eat him one day (yeah eat that dick)

Maybe youre severely mentally unwell? hes not sure, your movements are conspicuous and unnatural as if you're not sure how to be human, as if you're body isnt your own yet you act too contemplated for him to draw a direct conclusion. Every movement that comes from your body is planned out, that slow stumble over to the eddie while his back was turned? You were stalking him youre prey. the small cries that left you throat when you both went on a date? You were calling a stag over for a meal disgusing yourself as a baby doe In need of help (eddie quickly shot the idea down)

♡ if any of the gang meet you they 100% think you're from the upside down, and they're right. Nancy has tried to shoot you 17 times <3 only missing 4 times <3 s'okay though you're built different

♡ she meant to shoot you the first 12 times the others were accidents, you kept breaking into her house and staring at her (you also stole some of her things because you thought they looked nice, where those items are now will forever be a mystery) you wanted to know how to be a normal human girl and robin isnt the best at being girly so you had no one else to turn to :(( she gave you a dress that you have never wore, nancy will never forgive you for tormenting her

♡ like to think Steve pushes your head away when you stare at him for too long, an awkward hand to the side of your creepy face your eyes never moving from his. He hates it. Hes also poked you with his bat multiple times when he found you lying on the floor seemingly dead. You dont let him have anything nice, hes drinking out of a coke can? Boom on the floor where it belongs. Pick it up bitch boy

♡ you like hearing what robin says about obscure topics, you pick up items and look at her until she tells you the entire history of how it's made and what it does. She rants to you about her life as she realises that you couldnt care less about anything that goes on in human society, you dont understand why same gender couples 'shouldn't' be together nor do you understand why high school roles exist. Why should you care about a cheerleader? What the hell is a cheerleader? Have you ever met a cheerleader? Whose a cheerleader? What is band practice? Why is she telling you this? Is this what humans go through when they reach as certain age? Turn into basketballs? Are basketballs a type of human?

♡ you think the kids smell weird and refuse to go near them, you stand awkwardly in the corner until eddie leaves then you follow or they blink and you're gone.

♡ Dustin has tried to get close to you but you deny him the attempt. Many many many times has he tried to lure you into a trap with food (just like eddie had) yet you dont even care for the food to busy looking at him in disgust to care

♡ children stinky

♡ Will thinks you're sent to bring him back to the upside down but the truth is you simply couldnt care less, who is vecna? What is a demodog? Demogorgan? Who are these people?

♡ water is your enemy, juice however? Love it! Magical flavourful liquid is amazing, water is plain and boring would you drink it out in the wild? Absolutely but now that eddie has showed you the wonders of squash life has changed

♡ if eddie isnt showering with you then you're not having a shower. You refuse and pull him in with you because how else are you supposed to smell like eddie? Does he expect you to smell like yourself? Not happening >:(((

♡ you've drank his bath water

♡ it was traumatizing for him please never do it again

♡ holding hands <3<3

♡ it's not because he loves you so much it's because you cant be trusted

♡ he doesn't like your shape teeth please remove them from his leg and back away

VAMPIRE! eddie

♡ he spits on you because he hates you (he is actually devoted to you and only spits on you because it makes you smell like him)

♡ he doesnt like the way you look at him

♡ you compare teeth together<3<3

♡ you're always throwing him in your "nest" because hes cold, he doesnt have the heart to tell you that hes naturally cold

♡ even as a vampire you still scare the shit out if him, where do you come from? How did you get there? He turned around and you were practically in his skin. Back up

♡♡♡NSFW♡♡♡

♡ breeding kink ™️

♡ eddie is your mate and your mate only!! whoever this "fleshlight" is needs to back off >:000 you're the only thing that deserves to have his cum

♡ you like his cock!!! You love how its tastes and how it twitches in your mouth, you love how his precum coats your tongue, you love the way your jaw aches from how wide you have to open your mouth <3<3<3<3 you like when hes soft too, you like playing with his foreskin and kissing his tip when it peaks out or just watching it become hard <3

♡ your obsessed with making out with him!!! Even more obsessed with receiving/giving hickeys!!!! Marks are everything to you, it's how you show the world you have a mate although eddie did have to vigorously explain that he cant walk around with a dark people neck (he has thighs so it's okay)

♡ if eddie has his attention on anything other than you it's like a wet dream for him. One second he was toning his guitar next thing he knows you're presenting to him like a cat, naked, bent over, holes visible to him and him only. The first few times this happened he thought he was dreaming

♡ you refuse to wear pants, the most he can get you in is shorts and even then you only wear them when Wayne is home. You're usually wearing his shirt and panties or just his shirt, he takes advantage of the times you decide that panties are awful

♡ eddie has been woken up to you sucking/bouncing on his cock many times. hes in a good mood for the rest of the day

♡ he spanked you once without thinking, you had just finished rooting in the cupboards looking for your fav carton of fruit juice when he reached above you for a mug, you walked off and he unconsciously slapped your ass. You've never been the same since, whenever you feel the urge to get your ass smacked you wonder over to eddie and place his hand on your ass and no you dont care that he has people over

♡ you ate some of his edibles (it was multiple times) you got so horny that you rode eddie until he passed out, when he woke up you were still going at it. He walked funny for a week or two, each swing of his legs jostling his sensitive cock however he would 100% do it again

♡ eddie fingers you while he does basic tasks, brushing his teeth? Hes shirtless with messy hair, a toothbrush in his mouth as your bent over the bathroom sink stuffed with his fingers. No attention is directed to you, too occupied with getting ready for him to care about how your fucking yourself back on his fingers.

♡ you have stuffed several rings of Eddie's inside you why? Because love <3 you only do it so he has to fish them out of you

"Y/N where are my rings?"

"I think you know"

♡ eddie had to buy you a couple of sex toys because as much as he loves to be inside you his dick needs a break. You currently have a small collection of a 2 dildos, a vibrator, a bullet vibrator, 2 plugs (one for each hole) and a bottle of lube that rarely gets used. On several occasions he has found you double stuffed and passed out. he doesnt take your toys out simply lays down next to you and falls asleep

♡ blood <3 you love his !! Very tasty and yummy would eat again.

♡ you sat on his face once and almost drowned him, you were in and out of consciousness after your orgasm shook you. Eddie has oral skills <3

♡ predator + prey kink? YES, you dont care whose the prey or whose the predator as long as you're being stuffed. Something about chasing for your prize /being chased gets you going

♡ eddie let's you hump his leg while he writes up a new campaign

♡ He likes pinching your tongue and watching your salvia drip down his fingers

♡ he got you a collar and leash <3

VAMPIRE! Eddie

♡ he bit you and you came

♡ you both share a primal kink

♡ you thought your breeding kink was bad before its even worse now.

♡ he has shoves you against trees and fucks you until you cry, theres a lot of snarling and growling involved

♡ definitely scents you after he feeds

#stranger things x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson headcanons #cryptid reader

[bendycxmet]

My, What Beautiful Hair You Have!—Vash the Stampede

summary: on a boring Sunday, you decide to get Vash's attention through some head scratches

content: 771 words. mostly fluff but suggestive towards the end, head scratches, needy reader kinda ngl (but who isn't for Vash's attention), one (1) hickey, written with tristamp vash in mind

a/n: saw this fanart and immediately wanted to write this. his hair looks so nice. anyway something soft before i post my first smut piece. aha

You should be thankful. Its been a long week of nonstop travel from dusty town to dusty town. You stopped remembering what the town names were, every stop melding into one as the exhaustion from the constant Tomas riding got to you. But finally, the week reached its end, producing a lazy Sunday for you and Vash to recuperate at the latest town you stopped in. 

Both of you were lounging on the motel bed, sunlight creeping in from the second-story window, dust flurries apparent from the rays pouring in. You were lying sprawled out on the mattress, Vash sitting at the end of the bed, cleaning his gun. You feel your eyes shut, not from sleepiness. No. Boredom. You sigh loudly, hoping Vash can give you some attention. Silence meets your ears. You sigh again, this time much more slowly and drawn out. Nothing. Wondering what is so interesting about that damn gun of his, you open your eyes and stare longingly at his back.

“Vashhh,” you whined. He hums questioningly, continuing his ministrations against the metallic piece in his hand. That’s not the answer you wanted. You wanted him to turn around and pay attention to you. A conversation. A wrestling competition. Anything to drive away this boredom that’s consumed you.

Your eyes land on the back of his head, outlining where his scruffy brown undercut meets the soft gentle waves of his longer, blond hair. 

When does he find the time to cut his hair? Why does it look so nice? He should let me cut it for him…

What stands out to you the most, is how fluffy it looks. You feel your hand moving on its own before your brain can even register the action. You feel your fingertips reach his head, and just as you expected. Soft. You trail your fingers up from the undercut and into his blond tresses.

Vash is used to you touching his hair. What he isn’t used to is you actually using your nails to scratch his scalp. A pleasurable shudder runs down his spine, whipping around to face you as he lets out a squeak.

“Uhh…” He doesnt even know what to say, only averting his eyes and trying to distract you from the blush that’s fallen on his cheeks.

“Oh, sorry, did I scare you? I can stop.”

“No, no. It’s fine… just took me off guard.” Vash glances at you, shooting you a quick smile before turning back around. Assuming he’s ok with it now, you sit up straighter, reaching your fingers back to softly scratch at his hair, admiring the way it shifts back into place, covering your path.

“How the hell is your hair so soft? We live in a dry desert!” 

“I just take showers with whatever soap we have. Other than that, mostly water when we come across a fountain and I wanna wash the dirt off me.” Vash shrugs, peeking at you over his shoulder, his gun forgotten. You smile. 

I win. You thought. You finally got his attention.

“I don’t know what pisses me off more: the fact that you’re blessed with this hair, or the fact you don’t even realize. Ugh, I hate men.” You tease, a slight quirk in your lip.

“Mayflyy, you love meee though, right?”

“Yeah yeah whatever you say hot stuff.” You can’t let him think he’s got the upper hand after ignoring you for an hour. The way his brown undercut trails into a peak at the slight bend of his neck triggers an impulsive thought. You lean in, trailing your lips across his neck, giving light kisses along the way. You feel Vash stop his movements suddenly, his breathing becoming shallow.

Got you right where I want you.

Just as Vash begins to relax into your gentle kisses, he gasps, eyes shooting open as you abruptly bite into the soft skin, suckling slightly after. You pull back, leaning on the palms of your hands as you stare admiringly at your work. 

The satisfying grin falls away as Vash doesn’t turn around after a minute. Thinking you may have crossed the line, you offer a white flag in surrender.

“Heh, hey sorry I didn’t mean to stop you from working on your gun. If you want, we can go out and get din-” 

His gun clatters noisily on the ground near his feet. Looking up, you meet Vash’s swimmingly hot gaze. 

“Not tonight. You started something you have to finish now, Mayfly.”

You scoot backwards, inviting him further up the bed as he crawls his way to you. 

This was gonna be a long night.

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[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Yippy! Once you have the time to write, how would the Creeps (any of your choosing) feel when y/n surprise them with a drink or meal? Like after a hard day.

-🪱 anon

As usual, when given free reign with characters, i do my characters that are most popular at the time, so i hope you enjoy!

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Toby

Usually its pretty obvious when Toby's having a bad/rough day

He is one of the few creeps who doesn't mind wearing his emotions on his sleeve

So when he comes home from work an hour or so late, more twigs and dirt in his hair and on his face than usual, and doesnt even bother to bid you hello, you know somethings up

So you make a quick trip to McDonald's, and get him his favorite

10 piece chicken nugget meal with sweet and sour sauce, and a medium sweet tea

When you get back to the manor, there is no sign of Toby anywhere

So you go ahead and go up to his room, where you hear the shower running

You put his food on his nightstand, turn off the lights, light a few candles and pull up his favorite tv show

While you wait, you go ahead and pick up his very dirty uniform that reeks of dirt and dead things, and go ahead and put it in the washer for him

About 30 minutes later, he emerges with a towel wrapped around his waist and another towel in his hands that he uses to dry his hair

He jumps a little bit when seeing someone in his room, but when he notices that it's you, he calms down

He doesn't speak to you as he shuffles over to his dresser and picks out some sweatpants and a baggy band t-shirt he got from Tim

After putting his clothes on, he comes to lay on his bed with you, putting his head on your chest and awaiting the headrubs

You wrap an arm around him lazily and use your other hand to stroke his damp hair "do you wanna talk about it?"

He shakes his head

"Ok. I got you some food" you say, offering a fry

He takes and eats it, before sitting up and eating the rest of his meal

All the food is gone and he is still sipping on his drink when he finally speaks "thank you." Is all he says

You smile and kiss his shoulder "of course, love"

Jeff

Jeff is another one that you can easily tell when he's upset

He has very explosive anger that can sometimes get out of control

And depending on what hes done and who hes hurt, he can sometimes feel very guilty when he comes to

Which is exactly what happened this time

He's punching walls, throwing things, screaming, you name it

No one really knows what triggered this, but Liu eventually tries to step in

Liu is almost immediately shut down, because as soon as he tries to say anything, jeff is shoving him up against a wall and screaming at him next

Which of course, triggers Sully to front

So now Jeff and Sully are in an all out fist fight, and Jeff ends up hurting him pretty bad

Sully ends up with a gnarly concussion and has to spend the night in the medical wing

Now, jeff doesnt feel bad about hurting sully at all, but he does feel bad that he hurt his brother's body

So he shamefully locks himself away in his room, refusing to come out for anything

After an hour of trying to convince him to at least let you in, you instead decide to go get him a tasty treat to make him feel better

You go to a sushi restaurant and get him his favorite rolls, then make a trip to a gas station to get him some arizona tea, mango flavored

When you get home, you slide his food under his door (pretend it wouldve fit 💀) and await a response

You are met with him taking the food and eating slowly, before he eventually lets you in

You spend the rest of the night consolling him, sitting in his lap and telling him that it'll all be ok

He does end up thanking you for the sushi, but its not until a week later when his ego is all better

And in the morning, you take him to see Liu, who is totally playing it up to make jeff feel exxxxtra bad (lmao what losers)

Eyeless Jack

Unlike the other two, jack is very hard to read

He almost always has the same, neutral expression on his face

His emotions only show if he especially vulnerable, like during a blood moon or around other demons, etc

And even then, he tries his hardest to remain nonchalant

So when you finally find him in the library, pacing around, you know somethings bugging him

You know its not gonna be easy to get it out of him though, so you go to his favorite steakhouse and get him steak, loaded mashed potatoes, and water

You come back to the library where he is still pacing, seemingly very deep in thought

You place his food down on one of the long library tables, and watch as his pointy nose twitches, and his eyes flick over to the food

He comes over to the table, where you are now sitting and points at the food "is this for me?" He asks

You nod and he sits next to you, beginning to eat in a way that looks quite weird, almost like hes trying to eat the way a human would, but is failing miserably due to his large teeth and multiple tongues

"What's on your mind?" You ask as he finishes his potatoes

"This and that" he mutters

"This and that being...?" You trail

"Just...a lot" he says, finally finishing his food and taking a sip of water

"I see." You say, standing and coming to drape your arms around his shoulders

"Did the food help? At least a little?" You ask, pressing a kiss to his sharp ear

"Yeah, it was nice. Thank you, dear" he says, turning his head and kissing your nose

"Anytime" you respond, allowing him to kiss you several more times all over your face

#creepypasta #slender mansion #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x female reader #ticci toby #jeff the killer #ticci toby x reader #toby erin rogers #jeffery woods #jeff the killer x reader #eyeless jack x you #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack creepypasta #eyeless jack #jeff the killer x you #jeff the killer x y/n #ticci toby x y/n #ticci toby x you #🪱 anon

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R and R | Lucifer X OC!Reader

Another! Tadaaa

If i'm being totally honest, i was Stoned out of my mind when i wrote this, so i can't guarantee it's top shelf, but here ya go.

TW: some mentions of self-harm, suicide, but mostly fluff and suggestive stuff

Enjoy ;)

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You stumbled upon the renovated hotel directly after arriving in hell. It was a dark and confusing night, but you hadn't had the easiest life anyway. Barely getting by day to day, with a history of depression and self-harm, sometimes your only solution to your problems was to keep walking forward. So you did just that, leading you to a fantastical hotel that seemed to be giving away free rooms.

You entered the lobby, covered in dirt, blood, and whatever else was on the streets of hell. You worked as a waitress, and on an especially rough day, your break time was spent taking your own life. And here you are, in a pink and white striped, vintage uniform dress. Along with a little apron, that still had written orders on it in your pocket.

Looking an absolute mess, Charlie immediately took you in and fixed you up before rambling about the redemption aspect.

It was a miracle that you stumbled upon the clean and comfortable rooms available. It wasn't anything that fancy, but after being on the streets until your end, this was heaven.

After appreciating a significant amount of pampering, a hot shower, comfortable clean clothes, and a cushy bed, you were introduced to the rest of the hotel residents. Everyone seemed lovely, some.. interesting.. personalities, but nothing you weren't too intimidated by. Except for Alastor. The tall, shadowy figure put you entirely on edge, and you hated to admit that you were actually afraid of him.

Moving on -

You've been a resident at the hotel for 6 months! They did say redemption would take a while, but at this point, it was becoming hard to believe.. Still, in reality, why would you leave? You created a chosen family that can't be compared to your living family in any aspect. Not to mention the slightest crush on the king of hell himself.

It was something you were ignoring for weeks, but his humor and caring nature was too hard to ignore. The fact is, you start noticing little things when you develop feelings. How his eyes sparkled when he looks at Charlie, and fiddled with his ring when he became anxious, and how his hair get's messier when he seems stressed. You assume that he doesnt really take care of himself when theres too much on his plate.. it almost made your heart ache just thinking about it.

You also notice how he unconsciously flinches at the slightest touch, even to Charlie. From the sounds of it, he hadn't been this active and social for years, so physical contact had to have been sparce.

It was just because he was working on things.. yeah, important things!

Of course, its your anniversary of arriving at the hotel, so you were welcomed into the lobby that night with banners, balloons, some sloppy cookies, the works; everyone was there to celebrate your progress. The night consisted of a heart-felt speech from charlie, some disturbing accessories gifted to you by niffty, and a lot of drinking. Lucifer was prone to getting lost in a conversation, especially with you. And even moreso after a few rounds of whiskey. Very late into the night, you finally noticed how everyone had gone to their rooms, leaving you and Lucifer in a passionate conversation about whatever important project he was currently working on.

You found yourself facing him entirely, your knees brushed against his side with every roll of your barstool. You were too intoxicated to notice his small reactions to it. Occasionally, it would cause him to stutter or make him lose his focus. You were rudely dissociating while he talked, noticing his hair was slightly messy. It must have been another long day.. A small piece of hair fell into his face, but he didn't do much about it, continously blowing it out of his eyesight and combing his fingers back through his hair. It was all you were able to focus on while he spoke, almost to an annoying extent. You let out a sigh and simply brush the hair out of his eyes during one of his stories. You leaned back and propped your elbow on the bar, waiting for him to continue on after he stopped talking for some reason. It finally clicked that you may have overstepped his boundaries. He was blinking his widened eyes, just a slight blush across his cheeks. You gasped, covering your mouth with your hands.

"Oh! Oh- Lucifer i'm sorry i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything I just-" you rambled an apology out before he snaps out of his fazed state. He quickly calms you down;

" Nope! No-ho-hope you are great. Fine! You're fine, it's fine.." his drunken babbles dug his grave. He groaned and laid his heads in his hands for a moment.

"Just.. i've been alone for so long, you know? I always get a little nervous when people do that.. type of thing..." He leaned up, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

For some reason, your only thought process was to try to calm his nerves any way possible.

" S-sooo.. do you want, like, a massage or something?" That bold comment was never something you'd say to royalty, even to ones you've become close with. Lucifer's eyes grew even wider as he stuttered nonsense.

You slap your forehead, "Fuck! Lucifer, i'm drunk i swear.. i'm sorry. If you manage to remember this night after blacking out, do me a favor and forget this whole thing, okay?" You rambled.

".. Yes."

It took you a moment to process what you just heard. You looked over to him, his shoulders were tensed as his hands clenched fists onto his thighs. He was looking away, biting the inside of his mouth, possibly to stop him from saying anything else. You blinked, a small smile spread across your face, just seeing this powerful demon acting all embarrassed.

"Okay. Sure, yeah!  I mean.. if you're comfortable, i.. i don't mind doing it." You responded. There was no reason to debate this, playing it off as a bold response. Lucifer gulped, his face only getting hotter with every word.

He takes a few deep breaths," Fuck it.. Listen, I trust you." He smiled at you, the kind of smile that made your heart melt. You try to switch the topic as the two of you moved up to his room, simply to avoid the dreaded awkward silence. You got into another friendly conversation about something unimportant, that will have been forgetten in a matter of hours.

You've been in his workshop once or twice. It seemed like he kept the doors locked often, probably nervous about anyone seeing the mess that was inside. It wasn't too bad this night. He did have to swipe a few rubber ducks off the couch, so there was a place to sit, though. Lucifer plopped on the couch, his back stretched heavily as his head leaned over the back of the head rest. He rubbed his shoulder in this relaxed position, seemingly stressed just by being in a place he associated with work. That didn't stop you from taking a mental photo of him in this state. He wore a white shirt, decorated with puffed sleeves that were rolled to his elbows, and a small ruffle coming from the neck line. He crossed his  legs in his regular heeled boots and began to explain some work he was struggling with. He brushed his hair back into place again, looking to you as he did and noticing you were still standing. He cocked his head before silently slapping the cushion next to him.

" So.. how we gonna do this?" He tries to play off the suddenly intimate moment with a jokingly flirty voice.

"Ah! Right, well.. you could - face this way, and i'll just -" you quickly sat with your legs underneath you and take a hold of his shoulders, moving his body to have his back face you.

"Ookay. So.. um, tell me if this is.. uncomfortable, okay?" You decided to set that boundary for him, and he nodded in response. He looked down slightly, revealing his neck to you, already relaxing his shoulders.

Your hands hesitated for a moment just reaching out to him. Finally making contact, you noticed a familiar little flinch, making you pull away immediately.

"Sorry! Sorry, go ahead.. uh- please.." he muttered. You nod and try again, your hands touching his shoulders much slower than before. He slouches his back towards you, letting out a satisfying sigh just a few moments later.

You moved your massaging hands from his shoulders to his shoulder blades, then to his middle back, then slightly lower. As you focused on specific areas that simply felt harder to dig into, you occasionally ran your fingers up and down his spine. He shuddered every time, making you do it just for the reaction at certain points.

You brushed another spot near his side, that made him flinch. It took both of you by surprise, being simply one of those spots on your body that make you jump. He let out a sudden hic, turning his head back to you. Your eye contact felt long overdue. The couch wasn't very large, his actions left him just a few inches away from your face. You hold your breath, worried that he'd hear how fast your heart was beating. You take the sudden interruption as a chance to make a suggestion.

"Can I.. can i do your- uhm..." You pointed to his chest, implying what you were too nervous to say. He almost stopped to think for a moment before shifting his position to face you directly. You let out your breath and looked at the nervous demon in front of you. His face was rosey pink, his eyes half lidded. You take out another quick breath before reaching back up to his shoulders. You dug into his shoulder and collarbone area, nervous to go any lower. Your thumbs traced the divots of his collarbone as your fingers reached up across his neck momentarily. He melted into every movement, his body moving with the direction of your hands, his eyes finally resting shut.

You got as lost in it as he did, the massage suddenly turning into your hands lightly tracing over his features. You could tell he only needed the slightest comforting touch to relax. Your fingers traced down the center of his chest, then made circular motions over his abdomen, then back up, tracing across his arms and squeezing his palms lightly. He flexed his wrists as if he was about to hold your hand in his. You were embarrassed to admit how excited that madd you for a moment. While running your hands near his sides, you accidentally reach into his partially untucked blouse. You both gasp and pull away, giving each other the same wide-eyed face. Lucifer was first to break eye contact. He looked at your hands for a moment before letting out a brave breath and unbuttoning his shirt from the front. You cover your eyes and stammered out.

"Woah-woah! It was an accident you don't have to do this if you-"

"Oh! Shit! Ah-hah.. i'd.. i mean, i wouldnt mind... if .. you.. wouldn't?" He bashfully replied, covering his previously unbottoned chest.

"No, i don't mind.." Your responses were becoming more confident, uncovering your face. You almost smile at him but become too flustered watching him remove his shirt. He let his top sit at his waist, simply pulling the shirt off his shoulders. His skin was like porcelain, smooth and white, and surprisingly cold to the touch. Your hands pressed on his chest, attempting to heat him up with your warm hands. Either you pushed too hard, or he expected something different, but Lucifer follows your hands and lets you essientally push him back to lay on his forearms. You can't handle it. He looked so amazing in this position. You both mentally decided that it was best to just not question this increasingly intimidate moment.

You resume running your hands across his chest, noticing his breath changing. After just a couple minutes, he was putty in your hands. His forearms were shaking and gripping the edge of the couch, ready to give out. Then he finally gave in, making him drop his back to the cushion of the couch. You followed his movements as the position slowly shifted, and your knee moved in between his legs, trying to keep up with his slouching torso. He's breathing heavily from his lips, his face a tomato red, while he can barely keep his eyes open. You enjoyed his reaction too much to ruin this moment, but god, you were desperate to be closer to him. You swirled your palms down his torso and abdomen, tracing his v lines until you lightly grazed the hem of his pants.

You stop yourself, pulling your hands away and keeping them close to you, hoping to hide your heaving chest until you calmed down. It takes him a minute to tune back in, looking up at you with concern and slight disappointment. His eyes darted around for a moment before sitting up and breaking the silence.

"You.. uh.. you want to stop? You've done more than enough, trust me, Way more than.. I.. erm.. fuck it. If you're not up to it, it's okay.. but-" he stopped his mumbling, to slowly pull out his 3 sets of wings. To comfortably adjust their size, he had to essentially curl them in your direction. Being as large as they were, they were nearly encasing the two of you together. You shrink back, curiousity hitting you before he could properly ask. You ran your hand across his feathers, simply intrigued by their color and softness. He let out a soft yelp, making you pull back again. Again, you two give eachother a wide eyed stare, not sure how to follow up that kind of reaction. At this point, you finally let out a snort and started to laugh. It was quick to lighten the mood, as he joined you.

"Keep going." He smiled at you, a beautiful sparkle in his red eyes, as he reached out to take one of your hands. He took that hand and gave its palm a small kiss.

"Ooh~ i'm honored, your highness." You teased. He responded with wiggling his eyebrows and sending a joking smirk in your direction, hoping that would conseal his excitement to your words.

It didn't, really.

You gently take your hand from his, and continue running your fingers across his feathers. They flinch at any contact but still folded into your hand with a longing to be held. His flirtatious demeanor immediately folded, letting out another sigh. He became a bit vocal this time, letting out low hums every now and then. And sometimes, he would attempt to hold his eyes open just to look at you. He wasn't sure if you could tell, being too concentrated in your work, but he didn't care. He loved the view. His breath became heavier again, but with the close proximity and his wings keeping you two close, the area became very heated.

You send a puff of air close to his feathers, letting out a small chuckle at his sudden shock. The laughter between the two of you slowly dissolving into sweet smiles. The light was slightly dampened by the coverage of his wings, yet you were still able to see his shifting eyes. He leans towards you, breathing slowly. In response, you place your hands back on his chest, causing him to sit back up a bit. He almost looked upset for a moment, being stopped from moving towards you. You gather the courage before moving in closer, your legs nearly overlapping each other at this point. You lean in just a few inches away and shut your eyes, allowing him to finally make the decision to meet your lips together.

The teasingly long tension from this intimacy seemingly burst. Lucifer's wings pull back, tucking back behind him. He breathes heavily into your lips, his head swaying in the direction of yours, still melting into your touch. To keep him from completely collapsing, you keep your hands firmly on his chest. His arms tenderly grab yours, just needing something, anything, to anchor himself. You pull away after a while, allowing him to catch his breath.

Even in this winded, flustered state, you could both tell this is something he's needed for a long time. It was a long night, following every desire that he was too embarrassed to ask for and loving every moment of it. It felt so good to give this sweetheart something he didn't realize he needed; something he deserves. You end up leaning your back on the couch arm, his back flush to your chest. Your fingers were running through his hair slowly, providing a very satisfying scalp massage. The warmth coming from you body, and him unknowingly using your chest as a pillow was more than enough to lull him to sleep. You couldn't remember if he was awake at the time, but you continued to plant a small kiss on the top of his head before falling asleep right underneath him.

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You sit up quickly from your sleep, immediately wincing at the light coming from the workshops' windows. After taking a moment to get used to your throbbing head, you finally took in your surroundings and then the flood of memories of the night before hit. Your eyes went wide, and you groaned into your hands. Despite this reaction, you were so glad that you remembered last night. You finally notice a blanket over you and a large duck plush underneath your head, which made you smile until realizing Lucifer was gone. Your chest dropped, immediately thinking of what you could have done to make him leave you here, alone.

"Feeling like shit, my love? 'Cause i sure am!" His voice comes from the door, in an entirely joking tone. You quickly turn to see him, letting out a sigh of relief. The king of hell made you fucking pancakes. He wear a little apron protecting the same shirt he wore the night before, and placed your plate at a nearby table. You hobble off the couch, groaning from the stiffness of your body. Lucifer was quick to pull out your chair, and push it back in once you were seated, the table set with a variety of fruits, the tall stack of pancakes, a small glass of water, and a large mug of coffee. Clearly, that was what you went for first. The drink shot you awake, noticing the freshness of the ingredients and its preporation. You take in a large fork-ful of hotcakes and let out a stereotypical hum.

"You're amazing, Lucifer." You mumble out of your pancake-filled cheeks. He places his hand on yours, simply smiling at you from the side of the table.

"Thank you, darling. I really needed that.. like Really needed that." He huffs out, becoming embarrassed again. He didnt even stutter holding on to your hand. You finish off your food, having some light conversation that came easy to the two of you after last night.

Alastor's broadcast chimed through a nearby radio, "Hellish morning, residents! ~ I'm sure you all had a restful sleep after your nightly activities! Your planned activities for today include ... "

Alastors voice quietly fills the room, announcing some of the exercises Charlie had planned for today. His phrasing made you nervous, as if he knew what you were up to. It also gave you an uncomfortable flashback to a high school P.A. system.

" I should get going then, right? Busy... trying to be redeemed.. and stuff. You know." You slide out of your chair, letting out a nervous chuckle, not seeing his strange reaction to you mentioning redemption. As if he were scared to lose you to heaven. Before you have a chance to look back at him, Lucifer is wrapped around your waist. He shifts to stand into the embrace, as close as he could be. He leaves a hand on the small of you back, and the other on the back of your neck, his clawed fingers entangled in your hair. It takes you a minute to hold him back, just from the shock, but you held him tight, closing your eyes and nuzzling your nose into his hair. That's when you notice how lovely he smelled.. probably an apple scented shampoo. -And how he never flinched to your touch after that night.

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I left this one pretty suggestive, because i haven't really written smut before. I might rewrite this if anyone's interested in it going that route tho!

#hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin #lucifer morningstar x you #hazbin hotel smut #lucifer x reader #lucifer x reader smut #lucifer morningstar #lucifer magne #lucifer hazbin hotel #hazbin

[roe-and-memory]

its been enough time for me to stop gatekeeping and Immediately talk about how, in a human au, i choose to interpret the night in cars 1 where lightning and sally talk.

sally listens to mater and lightning talk, mater slowly driving down the main road and lightning trotting along beside, talking to him through the open window. the conversation goes how it does in the movie, nothing much changes there, but when they split lightning makes his way into the motel office to get his room key.

hes Dirty. hes got mud in his hair and sally just cringes because the rooms have white sheets and she does NOT want to scrub dirt off of them. she tells him that, he cant sleep in the room if hes gonna track dirt everywhere. he just kind of winces and apologizes. its not like he really has anything with him, and, on his crash into town, he cut his arm open pretty badly and has gauze wrapped around it. doc still isnt too fond of him, and he tells sally that he cant really shower because doc will Kill him if he ruins the bandages.

without hesitation and out of nowhere, sally is like well i can help you wash your hair in the sink right here! and she cant even process her offer until its already out of her mouth. he gets a kind of shocked look on his face and is like oh! okay. that’d be nice. and they both stand there awkwardly before one of them makes the first move (its sally; she quickly runs into the “back room aka her little apartment” to grab her shampoo)

lightning wanders around the counter, studies the stuff on her desk, and flinches when she reappears. he doesnt really know what do to so he just stands there and waits for instruction.

they get to talking, conversation Basically the same as it is in the movie, shes helping scrub the dirt out of his curly hair and its dawning on her that maybe hes not an awful person after all. maybe he Is a little misguided.

its a generally quiet scene, a majority of the light in the little office/lobby is from the streetlights outside, and its very comfortable. they get more comfortable as they chat, and its at this moment that she realizes maybe she even likes him.

the end of the conversation is the same, he thanks her for letting him stay and Also helping him feel a little cleaner considering he hasnt showered in what feels like years (its been like 3 days)

the next morning shes talking to flo and she thinks she can casually talk about how lightning is actually kind of nice and flos like ohhh honey ure so in love with him arent u. she immediately gets flustered and tries to deny it and all flo can do is give her the knowing motherly look of “u love him dont bullshit me!!!”

her and sallys conversation, though, kind of opens flos mind up to the idea of hearing lightning out — maybe he ISNT that bad.

anyways silly domestic salqueen Gets me . i think stuff like this becomes a little tradition between the two like just quiet comfortable chats over random little things. do you get me.

#cars 2006 #cars fandom #lightning mcqueen #pixar cars #cars headcanons #memory’s headcanons #sally carrera #salqueen #this has been a hc ive had FOREVER #like its just a development scene #they get to talk for the first time really and its like the starting point to the idea of their relationship #like its just Fluff and its sweet #i adore them

[stromy-weather]

hii i just saw your dazai smut and it means so much to me 🥺

is it possible to do a dazai x afab reader comfort + smut who has small chest is often feels insecure of the way she looks, thinking shes not as pretty as the other girls and had a breakdown in front of him about how she is not good enough and doesnt understand why someone as handsome and desirable as dazai would ever love her?

tysm bby <3

Ahhhhh! Thank you >< I'm glad to hear!!! Thanks for the request! ♡

Warnings/content.

Female user, no y/n mentioned. user is a bit inoccent in a sense. Dazai nickname for women ((Bella, belladonna)), body shaming on user part. User not mentioned as skiny, or plump. (You all pretty never underestimated yourself ♡) breakdown/ poor mental health. Mention slightly of dazai past. Dazai being probably occ. Insecurities. Written by someone who's a virgin and no experience in sex is not actually to the real thing. NSFW under the cut.

Sort ngl.

You were pretty in dazai's eye. Very pretty. For a man sin and dirt on his hand, he found peace in someone, and that lovely person is you. He doesn't even care what type of body you have. Sure, he been around once and awhile paying with other girl's feelings. But yours oh his sweet little inoccent bella. He loves you so much and pretty much shows you it every single day. Many kisses in the morning, secretly making sure you were much better than him. Seriously, this man is broke, but he spends every cent on you to see you smile happy. It felt much, much better than anything else he ever indulged in. Now dazai isn't stupid. He is a very smart man. Many more sometimes than you expect. So when he felt something was off with his sweet bella, he opted for the best option, finding it out himself. Since you probably wouldn't tell him straight up or lie. He could see it, so he opted to get the answers he wanted himself.

"Bella~, I'm heading out to buy us something to eat, alright? I be back in a bit, " he lied but for a good reason "accidently" leaving his wallet on the counter as he made his way out of the bedroom. You were showing, but you till heard what he said. Once you came out, the shower, drying off your skin. You got on your bra and panties before letting a small sigh out. Looking down at your chest. Dazai always said your body was built so wonderful for him. The perfect nature of a woman in his eyes. The doubts started to flood your head. Wonderfully. Just wonderfully. "I wonder what he sees in a woman like me... he is so handsome and wonderful. I'm just a skiny bones.... I don't even have a chest... maybe a more woman with a chest...or ass..mabye, even a skinner waist...." Words leak out your mouth almost like how water did. Oh, but that lovely boyfriend heard it all. His stomach dropped. How could his wonderful Bella think of that! It broke his heart to hear you sniffls but also he loved hearing them when if was onlt for him...oh his sweet bella dod things to his heart.... "He probably doesn't deserve me-" With that, the door was pushed open as dazai pulled you into his arms. He was taller, lanky frame curled over yours as he pulled you back into his chest. "Bella. Never ever think of that again, you hear me. I love you. Do you know what you do to me? You make me... feel whole... don't you ever say if you deserve me. I'm the one who is lucky here." he mumbled into your ears as you cried. God, he hated how much it made him twitch in his pants. As he just wished to bend you over and take you then. But he knew he had to care softly for his precious Bella first.

"Just let me show you how much I love this body of yours~" he didn't even let you get a next word as he sat down on the bed pulling you to his back again making you face a mirror in the shared bedroom. The small, fully body mirror, as he loop his legs to yours to pull them apart. He whispered nothing but sweet words in his ears as his lanky hands ran down your neck to your chest. "You know I like any women, bella~, and well, I don't care if you don't have a chest or a models body. You know how adorable you are when your girls get perked~ like~ ah! There it's~ It looks like someone existed to see me!" His big palms didn't waste time getting the bra off as he tossed it away as he squished your small chest. His figures worked on pinching and twisting your nipples. Chuckling at your face as he watched threw the mirror. As small mewls came from your lips, one hand moved to travel to your neck and hold your head to look at yourself in the mirror when you tired to look away as the other slid down your body over your stomach. "Your belly is so good too~ I just move to rest my head on it, so squishy and nice~ so much hickey i can leave on it~ my sweet bella..." he purred as he titled his head to suck and lick your neck. His hand squished your stomach as his palm almost cover your whole stomach, completely tracing heart shapes to it. His eyes looked at your face as he smirked. "Good girl~ and then his litte pretty cunt. I can't get enough of it." That when it came painfully noticeable. He was rock hard in his pants. He knew what he was doing as he shifted his hips a bit. "Feel it bella? Feel what your body does to me? I can't control it when it comes to you~" he chuckled as his hand traced your pantie line.

"Suck a shame. I got to mess up my pretty girl pussy up~"

I hope this was good >< slightly rushed and I might add more or change more later....

Proof read- nu uh.

#bsd #strom story's #bsd x reader #bsd x y/n #bungo stay dogs #bsd smut #dazai x y/n #dazai smut #dazai x reader smut #dazai osamu x reader #dazai x reader #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bungou stray dogs dazai

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

#72, #5 #7 and #74 #3 from the prompt game pls... idk if that would eork but i like them

and minsung poly w reader bc who doesnt love them

SKZ PROMPT GAME

Prompts: "Are those...bite marks?"

"You're incredible." "Aw, thanks!" "Not a compliment, babe."

"If I can get it in pink, I want it in pink."

Members: Lee Minho, Han Jisung

Relationship: Hunter!FemReader x Werewolf!Minsung

Genre: Fluff, Crack

Warning: Blood, Minor Injuries

You stumble in to the darkened apartment shortly after 4 in the morning, and your immediate first thought, echoed by the loud growling of your stomach, is food.

You head straight for the fridge, hoping Minho had cooked something for dinner that made leftovers, and almost cry when you see the plate saran wrapped and waiting for you.

God bless Lee Minho.

You shove the food into the microwave and lean back on the counter to wait, picking at the dirt caked beneath your finger nails and sniffing the arm of your dirty jacket experimentally.

You wrinkle your nose in disgust.

You definitely need a shower.

Preferably before falling in to bed.

Minho will never let you hear the end of it if you get grime on his sheets.

The light flicks on in the kitchen right as the microwave beeps, and you yank open the door, glancing over your shoulder in a squint to see Minho standing in the doorway.

Speak of the devil.

You blink a couple times, getting your eyes adjusted to the light, and give him an easy smile as you slide into a seat at the table, the smell of the food making your stomach grumble once more.

"Oh. Hey, Min. What're you doing up so early?"

Minho rolls his eyes, hair mussed, and makes right for the coffee maker.

"I dunno, some dumbass just got home and it's my job to check up on them."

You shrug, mouth full of food, and lean over to pull your knife from your boot, throwing it down on the table as you unstrap your gun from your back to do the same.

"I'm fine. Starving, but fine."

"Really?" Minho turns, leaning against the counter, watching you with an annoyed scowl. "Because you're dripping all over our linoleum."

You glance down with slight interest, and see he's right.

You'd forgotten all about the gash on your arm in the adrenaline and need for food, but it's still slowly oozing blood, puddling on the floor at your feet.

"Fuck, I liked this coat." You complain, staring at the ripped fabric, before your eyes follow the trail of blood to the fridge and back up to Minho's irritated expression.

You manage a grimace and an apology. "Sorry, Min?"

"Sorry for what?" Jisung appears then, rubbing at his eyes, still heavy with sleep, his dark hair a mess, and you grin at him, holding up your arm for him to see as he moves his gaze to you blearily.

"For bleeding all over Minho's perfectly clean floor."

Jisung's eyes go wide, and he hurries across the kitchen to you, taking your arm carefully in his hands, his jaw dropping.

"Are those.....bite marks?"

You wince slightly as his fingers prod carefully over the open wound, but arch a brow at him and smirk teasingly when he meets your gaze once more.

"Don't worry, Sung. It wasn't anyone you knew."

Jisung rolls his eyes as you laugh, and Minho is sighing, moving past the two of you to get the first aid kit from the bathroom, calling over his shoulder with clear annoyance, "And what did we say about weapons on the table?"

"Sorry, babe!" You singsong back as he disappears from sight.

Jisung releases your arm, settling into the chair beside you, eying you carefully.

"Does it hurt?"

You shrug, digging back into your food. "Not really. Too much adrenaline still."

Jisung cocks his head. "So you got them?"

You wink at him. "I always get them, Sung."

You go back to eating, and Jisung goes back to quietly keeping you company.

It shouldn't work. You all know that.

Two werewolves and the very hunter tasked with taking out their kind, but it does, and none of you question it.

Minho returns, shooing Jisung out of the seat next to you as he lays the contents of the first aid kit on the table, pulling out some thread and a sharp needle as he glances over at you.

"Arm please."

You stretch out your arm dutifully in front of him, allowing him full access to the bite, and Jisung takes your empty plate over to the sink, choosing to not watch this particular part of the process.

He's never been one for too much blood.

Minho swipes disinfectant across the wound, and you hiss, but hold still, as he begins to stitch it closed. It stings, a pinching, hot pain, but you've been patched up by Minho enough that you know it won't last long.

"So." He says, in between even, careful stitches, his eyes narrowed in concentration. "Do I need to worry about you getting rabies from this?"

You snort, and Jisung returns to sit beside you as Minho finishes up the first row of sutures, tugging your skin closed as he brushes aside the tatters of your coat sleeve.

"Nah. It was a dangerous stray situation, but I've had all my shots."

Jisung taps his fingers along the table, and you reach out with your free hand to cover his hand with yours, giving him a gentle smile.

"Sung."

He looks up at you, eyes dark with worry, and you squeeze his fingers between your own.

"I'm fine."

"You smell weird. Like wet dog. I don't like it."

You chuckle, reaching up to knock him lightly under the chin. "I"ll wash up as soon as Min is done, okay? Promise."

Jisung nods, biting his bottom lip, before he says hesitantly, "You know how we discussed...things the other day? The rules?"

You cock your head in surprise, watching him carefully. "Yeah?"

"If it means we can be seen in public together, I'll do it."

Your brow arches in surprise. "What?"

Jisung straightens his shoulders. "I know the order requires werewolves in society to be 'tamed-'" He makes finger quotes and a face of disgust but keeps going. "-so if wearing a collar in public makes it possible for us-the three of us-" He glances at Minho, whose hands have stilled and gaze is on him. "-to do things together, then I'll do it."

You squeeze his hand harder. "Are you sure?"

Minho is still, staring at Jisung.

"Yeah." Jisung nods, giving you a little hint of a relieved smile. "But I have one condition."

You grin. "Anything."

"If I can get it in pink, I want it in pink."

You laugh, leaning over to kiss him. "I'll get you the pinkest, prettiest collar I can find, baby boy."

Jisung looks satisfied, grinning now, sitting back in his chair and pulling your joined hands to rest in his lap.

You glance at Minho, who still hasn't moved, and lower your voice, glancing down to his blood stained finger tips.

"Min?"

He sighs, tucking away the needle and thread, before he gets up to wash his hands.

With his back to you, he says, "Fine. But I'm not wearing that shit at home. Or anywhere we're alone."

Jisung grins and claps, jumping up to wrap his arms around the other werewolf's narrow waist.

"We promise, hyung! Unless, of course, you wanna wear it for something kinky or some shit."

You consider with a smirk, Minho glaring at both of you. "I could be into that."

"You're incredible." He says dryly, holding you in his glare, even as Jisung hugs him tighter and presses a kiss to his neck.

"Aw, thanks!" You wink, reaching to grab your gun and knife off the table, pushing yourself up to put them away properly.

"Not a compliment, babe."

"I'll still take it as one!" You call over your shoulder, heading down the hall to your room and the waiting shower.

"Wait!" Jisung yells back, and you hear him scrambling across the floor in the kitchen. "I wanna shower with you!"

You grin to yourself, warmth settling firmly into your chest, as you put your weapons away and head to the bathroom and the waiting Jisung.

You're not even that mad about your coat anymore.

#skz #stray kids #stay #minsung #ot8 #lee minho #han jisung #skz x you #skz x reader #skz fluff #skz crack #werewolf!skz #minho x you #minho x reader #jisung x you #jisung x reader #minsung x you #minsung x reader #y/n #femreader #skz imagines #skz reactions #skz scenarios #skz drabble #skz prompt game #inbox #my submissions #submission

[tiffcore]

tw: au Eden but he acts the same. He's a dog lol. Implied noncon

contractor Eden.

an Eden who unapologetically exists within society selfishly. he who has the skill and experience to get himself into good jobs, but none of the interpersonal skill, the wherewithal nor the care to spare proper attention to detail. he's crass and rude and talks shit about your decorations when you invite him in for tea.

but he can always be a whole helluva lot ruder. hes a big guy, naturally the intimidating type, and paired with his brooding demeanor, its no surprise he's not popular.

but hes the only one that could get this job done! the installation needs to be as perfect as you imagine it in your head, and hes the only guy near or far in this backwater town that has the expertise you need.

he's weird though. doesn't want to discuss payment until after the work is finished. doesnt send you an invoice like your regular guys do, just works until the sun sets and relucantly joins you for hot tea every now and again, watching you flit about the kitchen as you prepare him a cup.

and what a gracious host you are.

you break every other silence, coming up with a question or five, an anecdote about your pretty life, several comments on his poor graces, the coffee on his shirt, dirt in his hair.

"And how'd you reckon I'd go about fixing that?" He quirks a brow barely, the impassiveness of his expression overshadowing his intrigue in your interest, teacup held up by one burly finger.

you're balancing a bowl on your hip and stirring something it he can't see. Doesn't stop it from smelling good as hell though. Or maybe it's the oven that's on, warm brown and red glow rising behind the glass at the heat intensifies.

"I have a shower in the shed outside. I propose that after work, you clean up, and I'll wash your clothes. Your boots dry outside and I clean those too, yes? Keep you from getting my floors all dirty, because you can't stand taking your boots off." You bustle about in your little apron and Eden can't help but think of how cute you are when you blather.

Uppitiness is a fitting look on you. So is gingham.

Your dress flatters your figure (stretches across your ass so nice, you bend over and it's really like pow! all up in his face,) and when he leans forward it's not because he's sipping tea.

You'd make such a sweet lil spouse.

Would be good for company, easy enough to keep on the house, with your small stature n' all. He'd keep you barefoot when he could, do all the farm work for you, come home to a hot meal and thank you with a hot load.

You're ox-dull, too. Letting him work without mentioning price is like trusting a lone kid in a candy store. But he won't pretend extorting you isn't the one thing he's been most eager about since taking on the assignment

Towards the end of the month, he finally has a sit down with you, under the guide of discussing your payment.

He makes it a little too steep, just to see you sweat a little.

Then he sweetens you up, reassures you that, no, one installation shouldn't put you out of house and home.

He pretends to think so hard about it, while you're busy checking your books to see if you have the kind of finances to give what he's asking for. But even if you did, he wouldn't take it.

Then he lets it come to him! Snaps his fingers like he's an epiphany or seen the edge of nirvana. Stopping your puffy red eyes from spilling the tears you've been threatening him with. You're cute, but not so much so you could cry your way out of his perfect, loving arms.

You really can't either. Because you do cry when he starts bending you over the table, strength unlike anything a man should be able to posesses. He can hold both your hands down with one wrist, and even when you beg, and you plead, and kick and scream.

He does not budge.

He smacks you so sharply it feels like your ears pop.

"What happened to all that hospitality from earlier, hun? I quite liked that about you...." He leans so close to you. Can smell the Earl grey lingering on his breath.

"Maybe you just need a man to teach you some manners."

#eden the hunter #degrees of lewdity #eden the hunter x reader

[buckyismybae]

THE VERY FIRST NIGHT ~ b.b barnes

summary: you were part of the ✨orginal seven✨ who saved nyc in 2012. steve’s friend bucky was recently brought to the compound to be an avenger after being saved from hydra. bucky being known previously as the “winter soilder” had never known kidness from anyone but steve and sam after being saved. you accidentally run into bucky in the most awkward way possible. what a great way to welcome the newest avenger.

warnings: nudity, bucky being a gentleman (yes thats a warning), fluff, curse words, thats pretty much it

comments: hii this is my first fic so please be nice!!! im sorry for any and all spelling errors and i hope you enjoy!!!

Unlike everyone else in this compound besides Steve, Sam, and Nat I wasnt totally upset about the whole bucky thing.

Yes he killed Tony’s parents but it wasn’t actually him. Thats what these people dont seem to understand. It wasnt his fault that he was being tortured and controlled by hydra. 

I haven’t actually met him yet so I still have to do that. But im totally team Bucky, Tony just needs to get over it (its not like he liked his parents anyways).

I was unfortunately sent on a two week long mission the day Bucky was set to arrive so I was the only one from the team who hadn’t met him yet.

But today was the day I was supposed to go back to the compound where I would go immediately take a shower to make myself somewhat presentable as I had blood and dirt caked on my skin from my mission.

I didnt want to be all gross when meeting someone who meant that much to steve, let alone a new teammate as he was offically an avenger as of two weeks ago today.

Steve honestly hadnt talked about Bucky before we found out about him. I can understand that though as it was probably to painful to talk about past people who meant a lot to us.

Its painful enough trying to see Steve talk about Peggy.

I think we all have people who even though they might not be apart of our lives anymore they will always be with us spiritually.

Thats what my parents are to me. Its what Bucky and Peggy are to Steve. Its what Yelena is to Nat and so on and so forth.

I couldnt wait to meet him. He really did mean so much to Steve, therefore he meant a lot to me.

Often times people would assume Steve and I were dating when in fact he was like a brother to me.

I was only 20 when the avengers first assembled to defeat and detain Loki. God that greasy headed man did some damage to NYC.

Steve looked out and was there for me since day 1 and promised that he would always be there for me. Thats why I love him as a brother. Thats why i was excited to meet the man who had protected him for all those early years of his life. To meet the man who had been there for Steve when his mom died.

I had offically gotten back and headed straight for the showers. Did I have my own in my room that was amazing? Yes I did. But they make us decontaminate before we enter the compound which makes sense.

No body wants to be walking around and step in ailen goo from someone after all. Totally not based of my own experiences.

I was walking into one of the open shower rooms when I heard some recruits behind me.

But just left it alone as I didnt have the time nor energy to even wonder what they were laughing at.

I got in the shower and immediately turned on my music. My playlist had a lot if music on it but it was mostly just taylor swift if im being honest.

Thats when the shower thoughts kicked in.

Does Bucky like taylor swift?

Does he even know who taylor swift is?

If he doesnt i HAVE to be the one to show him.

i wrap my shower up and go step outside to wrap myself in one of the softest towels ever.

I go over to my locker bag to get my clothes I was going to change into. Thats when I relized why those recruits were laughing. Those bitches stole my clothes.

So now I have no clothes on or to change into. I peek outside the room and relized im screwed.

My only plan is to scoot to my room in this skimpy towel before anyone sees me.

I run. I book it. Its still not enough.

Why did stark have to put so many god damn windows in this place.

Of course the Avengers are having a meet when I try to run back to my room. They all turn to look at me. This is the first time I ever met Bucky. In a towel that barley went passed my mid thigh, hair dripping wet, i look like a wet mole rat.

They are all staring directly at me. Tony starts to walk out of the glass room where meetings are held. He stares directly at me as if he had never seen me in his life.

“Woah, what the hell happened to you?”

“The fucking recruits stole my clothes when I was showering.” I made sure to say it loud enough that everyone in the room could hear.

They all just looked at one another puzzled not really knowing what to think.

“Now if you all excuse me i am going to go dry off and get some clothes on before i found what who stole my clothes and murder them.”

I scurried off down the hall to try to get to my door before anyone talk to me again.

“Hey your y/n right? Hey wait up.”

I turned to see Bucky coming towards me.

“Oh hey, sorry I didnt really hear you. Whats up?”

“ I just wanted to ask how come I havent seen you before and if you were alright?”

I stand there for a moment too long thinking about the last part. He didnt even know me yet he wanted to know if i was alright. This was the man who steve talked so greatly about these past few weeks. This was Bucky Barnes not the winter soilder.

“ Oh hey sorry I was going to introduce myself later but sorry I was on a mission the past two weeks. This is my first night back since, sorry! I wouldve introduced myself a few minutes ago but…” I glance down towards my current state pointing towards the short small towel that was covering my body. “ I was a little preoccupied.”

“ Oh well im sorry for bothering you but I just wanted to say hello and make sure you were ok.”

“ Thank you so much bucky, and hey we should hang out sometime. Maybe when i have some clothes on.” I said with a certain little giggle.

“ I would be honored to hang out with the great y/n y/l/n. Everyone that ive talked to said you were the kindest person they have ever met, i mean steve alone talks so… greatly about you that you didnt seem real. I dont have very man friends around here and he said if anyones gonna be my first it should be you.”

I look at him for a moment. How could anyone not wanna be his friend? Hes seems so caring and kind even after everything hes been through.

“ I would love to be your first friend, even though I think you have a few you dont know about yet.” I say simply knowing how everyones warming up to him or atleast the idea of him.

“Well goodbye y/n ill let you get back to well getting dressed see ya around.”

“Ya bye bucky see you around.”

With that I relized he lived right down the hall from me. Wow I thought to myself. Just wow.

#Spotify #bucky x you #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #avengers x y/n

[mondaymelon]

heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy melon :) so about that little ask game of yours,,,,,,, 2, 14, 16, 27, and 31!!

i will ignore your previous transgressions for the pure sake of silly

silly ask game!!!!

2. lighter or matches?

i am a stupid little person and thus my fingers fail to cooperate with my very few coherent thoughts and for some reason when i like yk drag the match over the little strip thats supposed to light the fire it just. doesnt. light??? like back all the way in the elementary days we went to like this camp and i could not for the love of me start a goddamn fire and then i got marshmallow stuck in my hair because someone fucking flung it and the half-melted thing catapulted instelf onto my poor locks ... :( ...my past haunts me. that, and also lighters are more aesthetic and sillier to draw so. lighters. mmm

14. do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

id love to be all dreamy and misty eyed and be all "yes, its my favorite thing in the world" well smiling absentmindedly facing the pale light shining through the window with my chin resting on my palms but i could only say that if i went outside long enough to smell the wet dirt lmoa.

( yes, yes i do. and the name for it like petrichor or smth is so pretty too... although my love for freshly cut wood, printer paper, and those brown paper towels triumphs all. )

16. can you drive?

haha. no. lmao. because ive been putting it off for the sillies. that, and my family dont have another car since its my brothers till he gets shipped to college next year <33 besides hes basically my personal chauffeur anyways <- lie he does not put up with my shit nearly that well

BUT YOU BET WHEN THE DAY COMES WHERE I HOP INTO THAT VEHICLE CRANK THE KEYS AND DRIVE OUT INTO THE OPEN, BEAUTIFUL WORLD THAT ILL CRASH STRAIGHT INTO A TELEPHONE SERVICE POLE ANd BE BLOWN UP IN A SHOWER OF GLOWING SPARKS !!!

27. about how many hours of sleep did you get?

haha anyways next question

31. what kind of music keeps you grounded?

uhmmm hrmmm i like to listen to really fast paced (BREAKCORE ML <333) or very layered music where theres just a lot going on because for some silly reason it quells my thoughts that are a little too silly. if it does not fit my very specific and petty requirements i usually take multiple songs. and yk. just. play em at the same time. at max volume? i think the max ive done is 8 or so? believe me animal ( specifically amane milgram cover )+ god-ish + loli god requiem + meme (MIKOTO AND JOHN... i offer you my beating, bloodied heart <33) + im your treasure box (beware, she moans a bit., and the mv is a lil... m) + ussewa + judas (NOT the lady gaga ver) are actual bangers when you play em all at once with each one at like x1.25 playback speeeeed

... wait hold on just one moment. lemme do something rq

ah. okay maybe just one more for good mesaure haha

maybe... this... means something. yea no lol lmao what am i on about

#★ ˎˊ˗ melonrambles! #★ ˎˊ˗ inbox... mooties!! #⋆˙⟡♡ᝰ.ᐟ - yui (lets sweetly ignore the symptoms <3)!!

[imlivinginyourtrashcan]

The Kenny hc trade anon knows you have em already. What I meant is GIVE US ALL OF IT. please. If ya want to. Not forcing ofc.

Ahhh!!! Ok. SOOOOO let me get goin with this im SO excited. There may not be alot cuz Ken isnt my number 1 but I still like him:

Unnatural eye color cus of the whole cthulu thing

Its probably yellow or purple depending on how youre feeling

Has scars from all the times he died

But they reset if he has an explosion related death

Learned how to stitch in case his sisters toys broke

Ended up using it to fix his own parka and clothes

Does small jobs for people in exchange for money

His parents steal it for their addictions tho the bastards

Makes seggsual jokes but not in the adult way

More like in the

"Ur mom"

Way

Sure hes lewd but no way an eight year old can know THAT much.

Hair is messy as shit

He kinda smellz... he cant help it tho he cant afford to shower

Has school lunch debt :(

Its ok tho his friends help him pay it back

But he had to eat cheese sandwhiches when his debt was low (i had to do that too)

Does crazy shit for the bit

Excellent tree climber but gets bruised so easy

Doesnt have a missing tooth to me, that tooth was a baby one not permanent

Loves frog and bug collecting

Will show you the scariest most ATROCIOUS looking bug and be like

"Guys look!"

And then everyone else shrieks

Draws "squidwards" on the whiteboard

His older brother moved out of the house

Or got kicked out

Idk

Has a horrible relationship with his parents

Based on a story of my friend but he ate dandelions and acted high once

Autistic/ADHD. Idk which one

Cuz i can look at him and picture both

Maybe he has both?

Im not touching gender but sexuality? Definetly a women lover. I don't see him liking men tbh

Bunny is cute tho

I just think he works better with Kelly (that one girl from GGWK) or Tammy (but shes a fifth grader sooo...eughhh...)

Got into his parents addiction stash

He now has bad habitz

That man listens to gorillaz you cant say otherwise

Either that or

Bimbocore music

Just to be silly

Hes not his fathers son

His mom had an affair

His hairs WAY too blonde

Kennys dad has dirty blonde and so does Karen and his brother

But he has bright blond/marigold

Doodles all over his work

Mr garrison had to take points off his assignments cuz of it

Perfectly fine with being a chick for pretend

Batman hyperfixation

Actually no

Superhero hyperfixation

Batmans just his favorite

Clear parellels with batmans costume and mysterions

Eats dirt

Sometimes it has bugs in it (extra protein)

Def the mf to say "peepee poopoo" at a sleepover to keep everyone up

Speaking of

Dont fall asleep near him

He will draw a weewee on your foorehead and give you a mustache

Quiet in class

Loud asf with his friends

Thats all of em!!! Enjoy anons!!!!

#south park #southpark #sp art #south park fanart #south park headcanons #sp headcannons #sp hcs #kenny mccormick #south park kenny #kenny south park #sp kenny

[1tsjusty0u]

hm. major characters' favorite types of weather

HM!!

mipha used to like rain!! its one of the only weathers where new types of creatures come out, like tireless frogs. also its pretty she doesnt care what anyone says its always pretty. especially with how the domains lights reflect off of it!!!! also it feels really nice on her scales. she likes to direct water by moving her arm whe droplets are running across it so it looks like her hand is a small hose if its raining enough. anyways however uh. after vah ruta she probably likes to see the domain sunny again. i dont know how aware she was during the whole being trapped as a spirit thing, so she may still like the rain but’s still weary over it. so right now her favorite weather would probably be sun showers: not enough rain to break the dam and its sunny, but its still raining so critters come out And you feel nice rain on your skin/scales, and the rainbows!!! promises of a better future over all. also i forgot about thunderstorms in the past she’d go over to watch the lightning, nowadays she’ll still watch it but isnt a fan of the noise or wind

on one hand i dont think revali would have a good perception of weather in general (tabantha alone has like. a 2% chance rain and is mostly always sunny, and after doing the shrine quest for the singing chicks/the singing rocks quest rito village is just set to Always Sunny. no i dont know why . so its good chance that for revali itd either be Sunny or Snowy and no in between. ritoes still know of rain though (in game dialogue) so he at least knows of it), however once he does travel i dont think he’d like the rain honestly. makes his feathers wet and heavy and hes not even taking a shower and its Cold >:( . while rainbows would be cool to him once again the rain deters him. snowy is familiar to him but sometimes thats a bad thing. as much as he Knows it its both extremely cold, hard to see through, cold with the Wind making it feel a lot more cold than it is, and yeah. ive said that he would pride himself on being able to see through it which he would but sometimes i think itd be a struggle over all. so he likes sunny the best. thunder irritates him

daruk doesnt have too much of a preference! he likes sunny as its what his home had before death mt was active, rain is something new and surprisingly feels nice, sun showers have both the perks of sunny and rain And have the bonus of rainbows. i dont think he’d like heavy Heavy rain or thunderstorms but yeah! he also wouldnt like snow nor lava/magma weather

urbosa would love thunder storms. gerudo desert as beautiful and homey as it is is so hot. it makes you sluggish tired ready to puke and pass out from heatstroke. unless you have a circlet you will Not Have Fun. always bring water i cannot stress this enough. so having cold rain would already be fun enough, both because of the kind of child instinct of wanting to play in the rain but also Water. Cool. feels nice. minus getting your clothes wet but Still. and then Lightning Too?????? she can practice smiting people and no one would notice!! on a more serious note though she’d like to see thunder in its. Natural Habitat. though she might be a little more weary of it after naboris. also once again she just likes the rain especially if its raining really hard. she does not like snow at all, sunnys meh, sun showers are cool

zelda!!!!!!! thunder storms sun showers and surprisingly enough, snow!! she likes snow the most due to being able to play with snow, snowflakes Looking Like That, and how it feels in general. if its not windy its Perfect for her. sun showers show rainbows and thats mostly what shes a fan of, she Does like the rain but probably a lot more post cal because she can play in mud and dirt and rain with no consequence/shame. she probably Would have shame over it unless there was a goal to it . like walking through bottomless bogs just to get across she’d Do That. but i dont know if she’d actually play play in mud unfortunately </3 . thunderstorms she likes seeing how the thunder Comes In, as they appear through little clouds like the dragon clouds. also did you know that at certain mountain points if its thundering itll turn to snow but the thundering itself wont stop, so itll snow And thunder. i think thatd be her favorite. i dont think she likes the sound of thunder though. also she likes the ash flakes of magma weather but Hates the hot

wreath!!!! neutral however he hates thunderstorms and snowy weather. thunderstorms as it Targets his Weapons and he gets Fried!!!!!!!!!!!! also he cant climb walls. snowy weather he can never see anything and its always creepy… herobrine weather. he does like rain (pretty) but once again. he cannot scale anything. this led to him while scaling the skull lake eye shrine to camp out in a small caveish/a place where he could stand on solid ground when he was halfway up. i think zelda would want to do this and Do This instead of teleporting up. anyways sunnys meh to him. provides nothing of value except in snow regions. post everything it doesnt really. matter to him . well even less. he likes rain a little more now but yeah! probably rain

#wreath of the bild #HI!!!!!!!!!! interesting question!!!!! #if any of this is.. off? i am sorry. noise distractions

[sadlovefeelss]

Yandere/reader snippets

(Until i can come up with something better, will correct later)

Cw: yandere, hymen/dick checking (weird), hygiene therms, unwilling pet

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Sheep

- main reason ive been on my sheep hybrid shit is the idea of being manhandled and dressed cute like one (obvi) but MAINLY treated like one. Sheep are made to follow without question and giving up all control to someone would make my life so much easier. But i always liked it in a ‘unwilling’ way, having your owner hold you down to shave you, arms n legs, armpits, and after some time you.. privates. You hate it, they love it! They get to wash and bathe you, rub and massage your body of dirt. You dont feel clean despite your bath. And the unwilling need to shower you in love and praise, cuddles turn to unwanted touches, its horrible and unwanted….but also am absolute dream!

Virgin

- a thought that came to mind with my yandere/virgin reader story was hymen/dick checking and bite marking. Having them mark up ur neck for everyone to know that your taken, but do you know that? Do you fully know how devoted he is to just one person, you? What if your out and about sleeping and lying to them? They feel like they need some proof… some evidence.. So let them check! Spread your legs, and let them check! For the both you! For the relationship! Hes just anxious its not controlling or bad, just a small moment of insecurity and your gonna deny them? Nah. So you spread them, let them move and smear the soft skin around checking, making sure that youll be his.

Mall Yandere

- i love and hate this one. He’s confident and hes been prepared weeks in advance before kidnapping you, he has the resources, he has the time, and he has the patience. He wont accept bad behaviors and obligations, but hes going to push you in the right direction. Even if hes voice is condescending and mocking, he doesnt think your dumb, your just dumber than him and he isnt gonna view as anything more. He has to make decisions for you, rule you.

#yandere #darling #tw yancore #tw yandere #yancore #yandere x darling #darling thoughts #obsessive #yandere darling #darlingcore #cw unwilling pet #cw hybrids #obsessive thoughts #yandere thoughts #lovecore #smut #cw smut #imagines #writing #yandere writing #insert #self insert #reader #x reader #gn reader #fem reader #masc reader

[monzamash]

10. What colors are each other your fics?  14. Assign each of your fics a season 15. What was your favorite fic to write and is it different from your actual favorite fic? 

🧡 love all the questions and look forward to your answers!

thank you mar x i didn't realise how in-depth these questions are so i'm going to answer yours and @tlhd7 because i'm so time poor and i wanna write tonight eee! thanks to everyone who sent me a message x

~ what was your fave fic to write and is it different from your actual fave fic? ~ the best man was my favourite fic to write but say yes to life is my favourite fic overall, i think. it's the one i go back to read the most and it's just cute af.

~ what colors are each of your fics? (only picked a few lol) ~ blue-green the best man (dr) - i felt incredibly zen when i wrote this story and now reading it back i love how well it flows through the scenes, like the ocean lol

dark blue there when you call (dr) - i remember imagining a dimly lit room where the only light sources were the city lights sparkling outside her windows and the blue light from her phone. all the moodiness and tenderness cloaked in darkness. lost in japan (ln) - similar vibes; rainy nights, steamy showers, whispering sweet nothings under sheets. late night phone calls are my jam.

blue-violet unless you like that (dr) - it's a little more lighthearted than the dark blue fics, definitely has an edge of humour but is equally as sultry as the others.

red ruin the friendship (cl) - fwb makes me go a little feral so this story was just fuelled by passion and straight up deviancy. and ferrari red for our ferrari boy, right? one of my kind (dr) - it's got that red light fever feeling, debauchery galore and semi public sex so it's kinda the epitome of the colour red. steeeamy.

yellow say yes to life (dr) - a fluffy story full of happiness and sickly sweetness. not in the mood (cs) - i get a sunny disposition feeling when i re-read it back so yellow feels fitting. it's also set at the beach and soft carlos is light and gorgeous and sunshine. down under (dr) - this doesnt exactly give me yellow vibes but it's probably the most humorous fics, oozing with innuendo and bants so it's light-hearted and fun.

pink strawberries and cream (dr) - this one makes me blush so pink it is.

orange itch (cl) - it's somewhere between yellow and red because it's naaughty and steamy but also is a ridiculous concept and has some funny moments. red desert (dr) - all of the rural australian references obviously makes me think of the colour orange and i did try to encapsulate the feeling of having sun-kissed skin and watching the little grains of dirt washing down the drain once the sun sets in all it's orange and pink glory.

~ assign each of your fics a season ~ summer say yes to life (dr), not in the mood (cs), strawberries and cream (dr), red desert (dr), drive me crazy (pg), when we first met (cl)

autumn ruin the friendship (cl), there when you call (dr), down under (dr), one of my kind (dr)

winter lost in japan (ln), what could've been series (ln)

spring unless you like it (dr), the best man (dr), lights up (dr), itch (cl)

#monzamail #mmaskgame

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dazai who was just outside for an ungodly amount of time rolling around in the dirt going to hug his s/o with bad pollen allergies,,,

dazai hugs

double suicide jokes

teasing s/o "belladonna, why are you running away from me, dont you love me? 🥺 im so hurt"

DEFINETLY showers afterward. (which obv leads to shower sex)

THEN s/o decides to get back at him for this torture, and they happen to know an ability user that can temporarily turn them into a neko (omg omegaverse time)

dazai is overjoyed "oh my, my belladonna is so considerate offering a way to end my life in such a lovely fashion~"

"BUT WAIT!" i hear you saying, "DAZAI DOESNT LIKE PAIN!!!"

so OF COURSE he wouldnt let this go on

so he simply touches you, pins you against the wall...

and punishes his kitten :)

☕️

hold on wait why was dazai rolling aruond in the dirt ??? fdkjalslkfdlkjdfslkjdsfljkds

#voices in my head #☕️ demon