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To Love You (Platonic Yandere! Child x Monster!Reader)
Chapter 0: The Body I Stole
(CW: death, femme bodied gender neutral reader, child abuse) very short prologue for a story idea I had
There was a muffled sound of a woman struggling quietly as she chased the terrified gasps of a child running for his life. A small boy, maybe five years old, covered in scrapes and bruises new and old, was fleeing his mother as she limped after him.
Avery had caused the accident.
Her eyes were cold and sharp, glaring at the road ahead of her as they drove down the curvey mountain. It wasn't his fault, the scene at the birthday party, but his mother didn't believe it. She never did. The fear of being "disciplined" was something Avery never really shook, in fact, it was something he learned to expect..
He didn't know why he did it. But a surge of adrenaline electrocuted his fingertips, and launched his little arms towards her and the steering wheel. The family car swerved towards the trees, rolling twice before smashing into a tree.
The mother was practically dragging her shattered ankle through the weeds as she tried to catch her kid.
"AVERY! COME BACK HERE RIGHT! NOW!" Her voice tore through the woods. The venomous words that promised pain was heard by more than just Avery, however.
They didn't know what the situation was, nor did they care.. All (Reader) could think about was their hunger.
A twig snapping made the woman stop, believing she had found her child. The scowl on her beautiful features deepened, making the woman look more like a monster than the creature who had just woken up.
"Avery. If you come out right now I won't be mad. I promise."
Even to a monster that had been sleeping for the past hundred or so years, her lies were obvious. (Reader) listened to the little one covering his mouth a few feet away, and guessed that he was the Avery this woman was speaking to. But unfortunately for her, Avery was hiding in the opposite direction.
She couldn't even fake a smile as she hobbled over towards where the monster hid, stretching out their creaky joints.
As she passed the thick trees to where she heard the snapping branches, a small look of hateful triumph was shattered as she found something else standing where she assumed her son would be. The eight foot tall creature with grey skin smiled down at the human. Their body smelled of dirt and moss, but looked like a mummified corpse stretched out. Black hair fell around their shoulders, almost covering their six, blood red eyes, focusing on the trembling prey before them.
Her beautifully painted lips weren't given a chance to scream before the creature opened it's jagged toothed maw, and bit her pretty little head in half.
(Reader's) strong jaw crushed the woman's skull easily, splashing her soft innards down their throat and across their naked chest. It had been so long since they ate that they forgot to take the basic feeding steps.
What was her height? Her hair color? Her chest size? They forgot to care. It wasn't until the only thing left of her body was her left leg.
"Ah.. I made a mistake." (Reader) mumbled to themselves as they tried to recall what their meal's appearance was. If they hadn't been starving, they would have morphed into their new persona before eating them.
They did their best in replicating the woman.
Their spine snapped loudly as they shrunk, hair and skin rapidly changing in color and texture, until they were the woman as they somewhat recalled her to be. 'I'll just find a better suit later..'
Not even the woman's clothes remained in the bloody aftermath. (Reader) sighed as they shook her leg. 'My starvation made me sloppy.' They finished off the last leg of their meal, before turning and surprising themselves with the appearance of a small boy with black hair watching them. (Reader's) new eyes widened, having been so focused on their food that they hadn't noticed him sneaking up on them.
As they contemplated killing and taking the young boy's form, he surprised them again, rushing forward suddenly and wrapping his thin arms around (Reader's) naked flesh.
A/N: I know it's short, but I had an idea for a multiple chapter story, with a clingy adoptive son ❤️ needed to get the OG mother out of the way before the story, because even though this is what I want to happen in the story, it doesn't fit the way I want the first chapter to start haha
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dickiebirdie37 · 18 days
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Polin Week: Day Five
♡ Nicola & Luke Appreciation Day
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vulto-cor-de-rosa · 1 year
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WHAT IS IN THE AIR TONIGHT?
Round two, motherfucker. Gramps is coming with the metal chair!
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lunylune · 27 days
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"Will it not break your hearts, when inevitably... the child grows to know only rage?"
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"Did you prove your parents right, or did you prove your family correct?"
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I drew this when stress-tested came out because I have a lot of feelings about Gorgug fighting so hard for people to see him as he is. I think Gorgug knows rage is a part of it, and his protective instinct builds from that. But he knows other people don't know that. Many people only see what he bring to the table as a barbarian.
And with everything that happened in the nightmare forest i can't help but wonder how the world would have remembered Gorgug if he did die on that first day of school, the kid who got detention on the first day for fighting another kid.
Gorgug knows he is more, but the pressure of making the world understand that might just break something.
(No worries i'm working on a follow up :D )
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daisiesonafield-blog · 6 months
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neocentral · 11 months
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rating: 18+. mdni.
content: stepbrother!jeno x reader, masturbation (m), voyeurism
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Jeno had left the door open, the small sliver allowing you to spy the lewd view before you.
Jeno’s pumping vigorously, knuckles white as he squeezes himself in desperation. His back muscles are tense, casting shadows along every dip. His sweats are low on his hips, pulled down just far enough to allow him to pull his cock out and pleasure himself. You watch the way his toned stomach tenses, shallow breaths escaping him as he bites his lip to keep himself quiet. Still, low groans reach your ears. Thankfully, his eyes are shut tight, long black bangs curtaining against his lids. His cheeks are flushed, the color fading into his ears. 
Your own face burns but you can’t look away, admiring your stepbrother's body as he pleasures himself in your shared bathroom. A familiar feeling fills your stomach, running down to the apex of your thighs. You had always been attracted to your stepbrother, but the feeling was always accompanied with shame, but this time, you couldn’t help the arousal laying heavily in the pit of your stomach.
Your thighs press together as he begins to hump his fist, hips moving skillfully. The head of his cock turns a brighter red, the veins running along his shaft bulging. You lick your lips as pearly arousal leaks from his slit, collecting on his thumb as he ruts against his steady hand.
“Shit,” he growls, head falling forward. His other hand joins in on the stimulation, reaching underneath himself and you wish you could see the way he fondles himself as he continues fucking his own fist. His mouth splits open, a deep noise of pleasure echoing through the room as spurts of milky cum shoot from his cock, the ropes coating the faucet of the sink and reaching the mirror in front of him.
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themborules · 3 months
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i . nothin.
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dophaminezest · 5 months
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Winners royal AU grian
(For more info check my pinned post)
[He could've brought anything else back with him, but he chose scares scarf.]
He could only bring back things from the season he's won, each of the royal's room is decorated based on their theme from the season that they have won.
Their memories of seasons outside of the ones that they have won gets fuzzy, they could remmember their season clearly, but things gets blurry when they try to remmember any other seasons.
But when playing another season, playing a new game, their memories are given back to them.
The 'commoners' could remmember each season clearly though.
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araneapeixes · 6 days
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suygarcaine · 1 year
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LETS GO, GADGET! ★ 01
more of this trio :3🔥
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clauii · 3 months
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Mhmm? Abyss?
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Wonyoung x F!reader
Synopsis: When your ex-girlfriend suddenly returned after years of her sudden disappearance.
Word count: 1. 142k
Let's pretend the girl on the right has brown hair ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ
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    "I love you, so much that I just have to kill you." Their voice— nice and innocent as it passes through a filter by the clothed black mask they're wearing. All while the dull side of their sharp knife glided through beneath the brown haired girl's chin.
    "You don't love me at all! You call this love? Please, you're pathetic!"
    "Everyone has different forms of love, don't you know that?"
Their voice quiver with much excitement as their knife shallowly digs into her skin, cutting through her neck as blood begins to slip out. Y/n's mouth piles in with a metallic taste and her eyes begin to water.
Their psychotic giggle filled the white walls, clearly enjoying the sight before them yet they stopped. They drew the knife back and threw it on the floor. Helplessly, the girl's eyes travelled to the ground, slowly gazing at the thrown knife— she wondered, what they would do next? Why'd they throw it away when they were enjoying each passing second of her being tormented?
With an unwavering deep focus on the knife, unbeknownst to her, They knelt down to her level and leaned closer to her face, then slipped off their mask and placed a soft and gentle peck on her lips. Their eyes filled with adoration as they pulled away and stared lovingly into her eyes.
What is this gorgeous woman doing to her?
    "You don't actually think that I'm gonna kill you, right?" Her voice— nice and innocent, as well as her smile.
Her hands picked inside of her pocket to reveal a white towel, then she brought it to her bleeding neck, slowly pressing and putting pressure onto the cut.
    "Does it hurt?"
Y/n shakes her head hastily before responding. "No, not really."
Wonyoung's eyes fluttered back to the girl's brown eyes and a warm smile escaped her lips. A red blush rushed onto her cheeks and neck. "Good." She said, trying to compose her voice as confident and on point. But she cannot deny the fact how her own body feels crumbling by the girl's gaze.
    "Where have you been?" Y/n whispered beneath her breath while her eyes observed the beauty in front of her. Even after all of these years, the woman in front of her never seemed to have aged. She still has those angelic features. Her skin was still smooth as a baby's butt. She still has that loving yet fierce gaze and the taste of her lips tasted the same.
    "Away."
    "Where?"
Wonyoung was silent.
    "Where?" Y/n repeated herself. She was eager to know where that love of her life went. Why did she leave her when she needed her the most? What was so important that she chose to go to a place, far from her embrace?
Yet Wonyoung remained silent.
The silence was loud and uncomfortable. Y/n's eyes averted around the woman's face, finding for an emotion, a reaction, or anything she could find. But what she found was her feelings coming back to her. Just when she thought she had moved on, the woman in front of her just had to come back.
    "Let's not talk about it, love." Her hand reached for Y/n's and brought it up to her face. A content sigh escaped her lips after the contact.
The audacity of this woman. How can you leave me then come back all while effortlessly making my heart beat for you once again?
    "What's important is that I'm here now, don't you think?" The woman smiled at her as she tilted her to the left all while having Y/n palm her cheek.
A sudden yet familiar urge swept by Y/n. Instinctively, her thumb caressed Wonyoung's soft cheeks. Meanwhile, her other hand made its way to cup the woman's other cheek. Her hands pulled the woman closer to her and her lips ghosted against Wonyoung's soft lips. She felt her lips quiver as she pulled away.
Her eyelids fluttered open and her gaze met hers. It was as if Wonyoung understood Y/n's hesitance, she nodded softly. She smiled at her knowing Y/n's silent question. She could see the nervousness in her eyes, in fear of doing something wrong, but in Wonyoung's eyes, Y/n could do no wrong, she was perfect in every way possible.
She dropped Y/n's hands that rested on her cheeks and stood up from her kneeling position as the girl's eyes traced up her tall standing frame.
Man, the power this woman has over me..
Her head dropped down as she smiled down at her ex-lover. "Let's go somewhere comfy instead." She said softly as she swiftly picked her up in her arms and surprisingly carried her on her shoulder, earning a yelp from the girl.
In shock, the girl can't help but feel the panic wash over her as she instinctively slapped the woman's butt while upside down. "That surprised me, you know!" She said in the most bratty tone she has ever released today.
A smile crept on Wonyoung's face, feeling the familiar warmth wash over her again. It was like this years ago, before she left. She missed Y/n's bratty attitude, and her bold and brave acts towards her, she missed it all.
Her pace began slowly but as seconds passed, her pace began to fasten, she was in a rush to feel her embrace once again after a fairly long time. Finally arriving at their destination, she plopped her down on her bed.
Y/n lays on her back, her hair fanned across the mattress, and her face showed a serene expression as the other stood there in front of her. Wonyoung gulped down at this sight.
Wonyoung laid down on her side beside her and Y/n watched her every move. Her doe yet almond like eyes trailed down to her every curve as Wonyoung settled herself beside her.
When her eyes started to trail up, their eyes met and both felt an electric shock that filled the void of their stomach.
    "I-." Before Y/n could even continue, Wonyoung shushed her by placing her index finger over her lips. Wonyoung's eyes soften as she gazes over Y/n's confused expression.
    "How on earth are you so beautiful?" She muttered under her breath. But instead of impressing Y/n, Y/n frowned at her.
She rolled her eyes at the older woman as she swiftly swatted Wonyoung's finger away. "You're the one to talk, you're the goddess here, dumbass."
After releasing those exact words, Wonyoung can't help but giggle to the flame that enveloped her whole soul. She leaned in a placed a gentle kiss on the girl's lips while her hand travelled to the curve of her waist.
Y/n practically melted into the kiss as  her hands travelled up her nape, pulling her closer to her.
Their lips danced in sync while the room filled in with a romantic filter.
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unknownhyperial · 1 month
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So I have a very silly headcanon I'm obsessed with
Consider: The worm on a string that abstracted at some point being named Bill and having this tired middle aged grumpy man vibes. Its the silliest thing to me and I love him dearly.
I also headcanon that Bill was Jaxs first friend when Jax first got there. I imagine Jax was a lot more of an annoying prankster and less of a nihilistic asshole at first. He still 100% caused chaos and a lot of digital property damage, but he wasn't hate crimeing Gangle 24/7 because she didn't exist.
Anyway this is how I picture their dynamic being. Annoying young adult constantly bothering the old grumpy ass man.
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mytragedyperson · 2 months
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possibly unpopular Pjo Opinions
Also, if you disagree, that's fine. people are allowed to have differing opinions. But, if you decide to be dick about it in the comments, the comment will be deleted. we can disagree but there's no need to be rude about it. However, if you'd like to respectfully and civilly discuss the differences in opinion, I'd be happy to. I always enjoy hearing different opinions. However I will warn you, while I'm not strictly anti-percabeth, there are some anti-percabeth or negative towards percabeth opinions in this post. If you're one of the toxic percabeth stans who hates on anyone who dislikes or says anything negative about the ship, you have been warned, any toxic comments will be deleted. I won't be arguing with you because it would be pointless. You're not going to change my mind and I'm not going to change yours. civil and respectful discussions only
Is it bad that I don't like Bianca Di Angelo. Like, don't get me wrong, I don't hate her, I don't think she's terrible, she's 12, she's a child, but try as I might I just can't understand her choice. I get that she's 12 and left to take care of her brother but they have no one else at that point and the first chance she gets she agrees to leave him. She agrees before they even get to camp, before she's even made sure it's safe and I've said it before I don't think there's a world where Nico stays at Camp Halfblood. I don't think Bianca necessarily dies in every universe. There must be at least some where she actually listens when told not to touch anything or even where she, an untrained, inexperienced 12 year old isn't picked for this quest where they know one of them will die because it's been prophecised, but I do think Nico, at least in every universe where Bianca agrees to join the Hunters, always leaves camp after discovering he's a son of Hades, and then he's really not safe. they're each other's only family and she chooses to leave him. In 2 years he'll be the same age as her, and a year after that he's older. He'll live his entire life while she pops in and out when they can, maybe sees him if he's at camp halfblood at the time. and, to be fair to Bianca, I don't think the Hunters should offer this to 12 year old anyway. but, no, Bianca will either be dead, or 12 forever as he younger brother grows older, as he nearly dies trying to save his friends and help his family. Although I would love to see her and the Hunter's reaction when Nico shows up in the fifth book, same age as Bianca, with 3 gods and, if I'm remembering correctly, an army of skeletons, as she realises her younger is growing up. Honestly I could see them finding a way to send messages and Nico, despite knowing there's no place for him there, going to Camp Halfblood when he knows the hunters will be there so he can see his sister. see, i like the idea of alive Bianca that lives in my head, because i love the angsty idea of her seeing her brother get older and get married and make new friends and meet the half sister and her still being physically 12 but so much older mentally and wondering what could have been if she hadn't agreed to be a Hunter. But canon Bianca? i get that she's young but, maybe it's because I'm the youngest of a family with quite a few cousins that are very close but I can't imagine a world where my older brother or one of my older cousins agrees to just leave me somewhere without first making sure it's safe, even if they were 12. and the fact that they're each other's only family on Earth at that point? and then in book 4, instead of appearing directly ti Nico and telling him not to come to her, she uses Percy as a middle man? Nico is not Percy's responsibility. No, you agreed to join the Hunters, you agreed to go on this quest when you were untrained and inexperienced (because somehow there was no one more qualified or better suited after the other Hunter couldn't go).
Honestly, maybe my problem is more with the Hunters than Bianca herself now that I'm thinking about it. The way they act like they're better than everyone's else but get upset when they retaliate. The way they hate all men. There's just something about their attitude in the third books I hate. Maybe it's because it's from Percy's POV but, I don't know, they just rub me the wrong way. Maybe it's because they're supposed to be feminists but they're written by a man who thinks the extent of feminism is "we as women hate all men and think we're better than them" which, while is admittedly how some women are, is not supposed to be the point of feminism. I was taught feminism was equality between men and women, not one being better than the other, not hating on one while hating one the other, both men and women being equal. Is this where I realise that my problems actually boil down to problems with Rick Riordan writing women and girls? Zoe's dislike does make some sense and I do like her character but it feels like the other Hunters are, like, radical feminists who believe men and women should be separate?
Also while I'm here, might as well add, as someone who read the first five books but does plan to read the others, Percabeth means literally nothing to me. I don't hate them but I don't ship them either. They're fine as friends but as a couple? I'm sure there are much more interesting ships for both of them. The first five books is more or less them not being together but getting jealous of anyone of the opposite who talks to them, (though Percy's is also annoyance because, you know, Luke tried to kill him and Annabeth still has hope she can get through to him even though he's betrayed them. Percy's fatal flaw is loyalty, he doesn't take betrayal well, we saw how he reacted to Nico's perceived betrayal), and (Usually Annabeth but Percy sometimes) picking arguments. Ah, yes, the old married couple. Now, the moments where they actually bond outside of quests and camp halfblood? Not many of them. They have a couple of cute moments but, as a couple, I don't really care for it. I don't mind them as friends but, as more than that, not really. Annabeth chose Percy over Luke? oh great, and so the rest of camp Halfblood, the others who stay there all year? They mean nothing? If it was't for Percy, she would've just left them? Interesting. Percy gave up immortality for Annabeth? Not really, sure, she may have been part of it, but the main part was making sure children of all Greek gods had somewhere safe to go and would be claimed. also, why would a depressed, possibly suicidal teen want to be immortal? want to be with the gods who have just used him and his friends and half of whom hate him? Also, next to Annabeth Percy is always made out to be the dumb one but he's not really. Sure Annabeth is better at planning but Percy is better at improvising when things go wrong. See: him tricking Crusty. Also in that first book Annabeth also makes some not so smart choices. See: going to the Arch to sightsee in the middle of the quest. Percy is also the one who figures out The Lotus Hotel situation, not Annabeth. They have different types of intelligence but Percy is not dumb.
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yanderemommabean · 3 months
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Look me dead in the eyes through this screen and tell me that you wouldn't slap Toji's ass if you had the chance. Because when I tell you. THAT MAN HAS GYATT TO GIVE ME HIS WORKOUT ROUTINE.
As if me, THE mommabean, wouldn't full force slap that mans ass?! YOU COME IN HERE, POINT AT MY FACE, AND DISRESPECT ME LIKE THAT?!
No but for real that man has the PERFECT build, 100/10 I know he'd let you peg him for cash and I plan to destroy that hole
-Mommabean
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noeggets · 1 month
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Surge with and without a reference/ a slight sort of a redesign jsut trying to make her a little simple to draw
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acaiyatree · 10 months
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she's so fine....
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