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sunshine-and-moonshine · 10 months
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Au Where I Make Cod Characters Act Like Characters I Simp For From Other Fandoms
Requested: No
Warnings: Blood Drinking, Voyeurism, Ghost has 3 sons (all fully grown and 25+, their names are Payton, Quentin, and Rowan), small bit of ✨spice✨, Dub-Con touching, Reader is called “Wife” and “Woman” in Soap’s part (if you know who Eddie Gluskin is, you know why), torture, tarantula, tarantula crawling on the reader, mentions of gore, blindfolding, abduction
Ghost - Lady Dimitrescu (Re8)
Ghost stares down at you, on your knees before him, shaking in fear while looking entirely out of place on his expensive rugs with your dirty and tattered clothing, covered in filth from the village outside, scratches all over. Looked like you had tumbled with a Lycan or two, he was almost impressed that you had survived such an encounter.
Ghost sighed as he sipped his wine, the rich taste of a maiden’s blood soaking into his tongue, a burst of beautiful flavor on his senses, like fireworks behind his eyes. He looked to you before looking away again, golden eyes narrowed like a snake’s. He was pretty sure you wouldn’t make good wine. But looks could be deceiving, perhaps he should sample you to be sure?
He heard you squeak and his attention snapped back to you, agitation melting away when he saw that one of sons was was currently kissing and sucking along your neck while another was pushing his hand into your pants, the third palming at your chest while nuzzling his face against yours. Surprisingly gentle for his boys, it seemed that they liked you more than the usual manthings.
He sighed again, deciding that maybe he could keep you around, if only to amuse his rowdy boys.
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Soap - Eddie Gluskin (Outlast: Whistleblower)
He saw you. He saw you he saw you he saw you. He knows you’re there, hiding from him. You heard him chase you up the stairs, slammed the door in his face, damn near breaking his nose before locking it behind you. He had to break it down, an easy feat but it had given you plenty of time to hide from him. No matter, the room was only so big.
“Come out, Love. You’re hurting my feelings.” He cooed into thin air, hoping to soothe you like you were some sort of wild animal that got trapped in the asylum. “I just want to love you, can’t you see that?”
Something shifted to his right, he jumped towards it, scraping his elbows on the cement only to find it was a kitten darting through the rubble. He clicked his tongue, annoyance beginning to take hold when his patience started to wain.
“Darling, stop running from me! We’re going to miss the ceremony!” He called, standing to his full height again, brushing dirt off of his makeshift vest. “I want to make an honest woman of ya! Marry ya and fill you up with my bairn.”
Another shift, this time inside a locker. He took care not to focus on it as he checked his pocket for the spare lock he kept for situations just like this.
“You’ll look so pretty, swollen and full of me. And our babes will be so beautiful. I hope they look like you.” He said, trying to make it look like he wasn’t walking towards you, his fingers clenched tight on the lock, stroking the smooth metal. “Maybe with my eyes though. Just a little bit like me so everyone knows who ya belong to.”
The lock clicked in place and he felt your panic in the air before you showed it, but then you were banging on the inside of the locker, chanting a soft “no” again and again like that would get you out of this mess. If he looked close enough he was sure he could see your tears.
“There you are, My Lovely Wife.” He purred happily.
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König - Asa Emory (The Collector)
König watched as you squirmed, silent as the grace as you sniffled and sobbed, frightened beyond belief. You’d woken up chained to a ceiling by your wrists, stripped naked save for your panties and the blindfold over your eyes. You couldn’t even remember how you’d gotten here. One moment you were in bed, the next? Here.
And the worst part was that something was crawling on you, sticking to your skin no matter how hard you tried to shake it off, making it’s way up your body. Every step it took with it’s furry legs sent you further into a panic attack. It only amused König as he watched one of his beloved tarantulas walk upon your skin. It made for a lovely picture, he’d have to do this again sometime.
He just couldn’t help himself when he saw you, all wide eyed and scared as he chased you through your house, dead family members and pets all over, slipping in their blood and guts with every turn. He didn’t even know you were home when he started laying his traps. Didn’t even know you existed.
But he was glad you were there. From the second he saw you, he wanted to know what you looked like naked, blood running down your body as he touched you, made you enjoy his touch. He got so excited that he ended up slamming your head into the ground a little too hard when he wants to knock you out. He hoped your brain didn’t suffer too much damage, he wanted you to be able to remember this. Remember your fear.
Maybe he’d paint your pretty face after this, just to watch your tears ruin the makeup, smearing it down your face as he fucked you, all pain and no pleasure. Poor little Fehler. His little Bug.
You shouldn’t have come out of your room.
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Alejandro - Brahms Heelshire (The Boy)
He could hear you, trying to stifle your sobs as you crawled under barbed wire and through bramble, your sniffles of pain and fear echoing in his ears. It was almost…cute, how you thought you were being quiet. But so sad for you, Little One, he heard you loud and clear.
His hand clasped around the back of your neck, pulling you out of the bushes and into his arms no matter how hard you squirmed and squealed, pushing at him with your cut palms, bits of glass and thorns digging further into your open flesh. He’d need to bandage that for you.
He cooed in your ear, trying to soothe you as his hands patted your face and belly, trying to calm you down as you sobbed. His sweet Nanny, come to watch over him. And he’d watch over you just the same now that he was out of the walls. Once he got you back into the house and tied down onto his bed. Maybe he could calm you down like that, with his tongue between your legs, drawing sweet noises from your lips instead of the fearful ones you were making now.
He lifted his mask up just above his nose, burned nose nudging against yours softly, voice cracking from disuse. “Kiss?” He whispered, watching you shrink in on yourself with frustration. You kissed the doll’s head, but not him?
He sighed, deciding he would have to work on that later as he hauled you over his shoulder, ignoring the pounding on his back as you cried and screamed. No one would hear you. Not ever again. You were his, and nothing would take you away from him.
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actuallyacerrr · 27 days
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16 Days of Birthday Fun; Info and list!
Today is April 2nd! Meaning 16 days untill my birthday. 🤭
Tomorrow the first headcanon should be posted hehe. I’ve been working on them through out march in between requests and some i’m still working on. but should get done.
Maybe might continue then threw out the rest of the month??? But idk. 😭
Anywayyyy all of them could be read Platonically, Romantically, as family etc. Though are mostly catered towards me so if they don’t sound like a basic plain character(?) that’s why <3.
And yes i’m doing my ocs because they make me so insanely happy, legitimately I can’t stop thinking about them sometimes. 😭🙏🤭
Now onto the list!!
Day 1 - Lloyd
Day 2 - Mei
Day 3 - April O’Neil
Day 4 - Raphael
Day 5 - Michealangelo
Day 6 - MK
Day 7 - Donatello
Day 8 - Leonardo
Day 9 - Percy Jackson
Day 10 - Leo Valdez
Day 11 - Annabeth Chase
Day 12 - Red Son
Day 13 - Casey Jones
Day 14 - Piper Mclean
Day 15 - Ocs
Day 16 -Nico Di Angelo
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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year
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༊*·˚ GUEST IS GOD CUSTOMER SERVICE お客様は神様 カスタマーサービス ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
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☎️ . . . HELLO HELLO! You have reached the Guest is God’s customer service line. How may I help you, dearest guest? ♡
Oh, you’re new ? My my, why don’t I introduce you to our establishment first, shall we ?
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The Guest is God Host Club is home to many of our fantastic hosts here to make your day, afternoon, or evening a little more interesting. Our employees cover a vast amount of needs our visitors might want from a regular old friend to talk to or maybe a dominant sexual deviant to spend the night with !
It’s important to know that despite our guests position as gods and goddesses of our club, to touch and perform any type of activities must with our hosts must first ask for consent. The best way would be to use our in-house formats such as “May this god . . . ? “ or “Could you service this god by . . . ?” as our staff are trained to respond immediately to this call.
If you break any of the rules, especially the one above, you are to be eliminated escorted outside the premises and blacklisted from entering.
So, dearest Guest. Please make sure to read our rulebook thoroughly !
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Now that you know what The Guest is God is, how about I introduce you to our hosts and hostesses?
Now I may be a bit biased, but [L/N] [Y/N] has got to be my favorite ♡ You’ll find them to be the best match for you if you’re interested in the maid types . [Y/N] may act like a bit of a brat at times however, as such it’s your job as our guest to put them in their place ! We can’t have a disobedient servant after all . Oh oh, and I heard, if you pay extra you can bring them home to do your chores and what not. Aren’t you just excited by the thought of —
[ You hear an awfully loud cough from the other side and a couple of smacks. ]
Thanks but th-that hurt, y’know!
Fine ! Fine ! Moving on. Geez.
Now, Hazu Kashi is our latest addition so there may be times he . . . gets out of character but rest assured he’ll get to an acceptable level . . . one day. He’s supposed to represent the Dominant Daddy type but he’s a bit too shy. I honestly don’t know what boss was thinking trying to —
[ Another smack, this time much, much louder ]
He does pack a hit however! [ groan ] Making him the perfect sadist to entertain any of your masochistic needs!
Unto our next host, shall we?
If you’re looking for a more experienced worker. Ms. Hilda Mcguire might be more up your speed. She has worked here for close to a decade now and used to be the top of the ranks before [Y/N]. If you’re into the classic femme fatale who’ll sweep you right off your feet then I suggest scheduling a meeting with her.
Mmm . . . who next . . .
Oh Oh! If you’re up for even more spice in your life, might I direct you to our very own Orochi Kimura! The Yandere Lover. Signing up for them is a little tricky though. Buncha waivers regarding privacy and the lack thereof moving forward with his contract, possible missing peers and family members, bloody letters and what not.
Ah, you want something a little more tame?
Keisuke Abe is pretty rough around the edges. If you like a little excitement but not - well risk your life and all that. Keisuke is pretty fun to hang out with. Though the smell of alcohol in his dedicated room is quite nauseating. He’s great at bringing people out of their shells !
For guests with more expensive tastes, I recommend Junichiro and Nao. Jun is the perfect sugar baby for those whose time is little and wallets big. Give him a gift or two and he’ll be yours to use however you’d like. Nao on the other hand is for guests who love to be on the receiving end.
Tired of demure partners? Why don’t you try Masashi? Personally I wouldn’t hang out more than I have to with the grump, but surprisingly he’s quite popular with the folks here. Some people really do like getting insulted 24/7 huh?
On the other hand, if you like the definition of bland . . . er - shy. Well Haku, Hazu’s twin, should be right up your alley! He’s more of a listener than a talker, so he’s usually partnered with chatty clients.
Let’s get some estrogen back in for our last few introductions . . .
Hinata has to be my second favorite next to [Y/N]. She used to work as a regular old nurse both in and out of the club until Boss was looking for a potential replacement for the latter. Fortunately I heard that [Y/N]’s graduation was cancelled so they’re both available at the moment. As a host she’s pretty similar but with less of the formal speech and more of the motherly vibes, y’know?
Emi Ishii is a jack of all trades when it comes to the sibling-con types. May it be the clingy little sister or the big boobie- [cough] nice older sister, Emi’s got ya covered! A little warning though, that girl can talk for hours if you pick the little sister option. Even I got winded.
And last but not least, we have our general staff members. You might encounter us once in a while during your stays inside the club.
Our boss Mr. Melchior is basically as old as time at this point. I heard from Ms. Hilda that he’s been here since she started working ten years ago and he has not age a bit! He can be really, really scary when people break the rules . .
Ursa or what we usually call her, Bear, is in charge of security. Nothing gets past her sight. If you ever see a big bear mask and claws. Make sure you’re in your best possible behavior.
If you’re having scheduling problems or issues with how your host is acting, please contact either Akihiko Sugimoto or Mei Lan. They’re in-charge of human resources and management respectively.
A quick ring of a bell will alert Kin, our cleaner of any messes you’d like to have gone. He doesn’t exactly talk so don’t expect a conversation if you ever pass by him down the halls.
And last but not least, little old me! I man the desk 24/7. No rest for the wicked they say h a h a! You can call me Youko. I’ll be handling your documents, log in times, and what-not in addition to any questions you may have about The Guest is God.
You still need a bit more time to choose?
Once you’ve made a decision just give this number another ring. I’ll be right here to guide you along the sign-up process.
Hope to see you here soon, Mr. Eden Whitlock!
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GUEST IS GOD REGULARS: [reply to be added to the taglist]
©️ hana-no-seiiki 2023.
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idcfriend · 9 months
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Ok so I've been thinking about a someone from our world getting sent to another attracting various yanderes for like a week now so hear it is
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What if you were get transported to another world where for whatever reason people just keep misunderstanding you?
Now i personally think it can go in quite a few directions but the ones i like the most are the following!:
1. You get mistaken for a villain but there's a catch people think you've had a tragic past (partly because of how you explain things and how you act but what would you expect? you're from a different world literally! Of course there's gonna be some things lost in translation!) and are getting your revenge on the world! Some try to help you "heal" so that you no longer do bad while others whole heartedly encourage you to "take revenge"
2. you're seen as something "abnormal" in that world wether that means your simply not human or your actions cause a major culture clash depends on how you're perceived
- for a non human protag i personally like where your transported as a spirit do to you dying in our world, this causes major misunderstandings with those that come across you. For some reason they believe you to be a powerful spirit with knowledge of the unknown (mostly do to how much time you spent at your local library or deep diving into the internet because for some reason all the myths and stories you read are useful to them? But seriously you discovered some scarring things while deep diving *shudder* never again)
- as for it being more because of culture difference i'm gonna pull the "they can't understand you because of the difference in language" trope like for real you could be talking about how some people place beads and stuff in their hair or showing them your tattoos and they mistake it as some sort of tradition or right of passage your people do (extra points if for some reason your wearing some type of native or traditional clothing) or you're telling- or more miming about how your dog was almost run over and they think it's you telling them about one of your myths or beliefs of your culture (like they think your people believe in some sort of beast god or something) stuff like that
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So yeah there's my current hyperfiction! But anyways comment if that's something you'd want to see more of!
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aphrosdytus0 · 1 year
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Welcome To DreamyPara! Maid Cafe~
(This is my first time starting a writing acc so please give advice on how to improve <3)
Requests:Open!
Rules!!
Menu!! (Masterlist)
Fandoms
Genshin Impact
Bluelock
OHSHC
Tokyo Revengers
Demon Slayer
OCs
Tsukasa
Tatsuya
Michiru
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edenspetals · 5 months
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a small teaser for the soon to be released blog ~ the profile pic that will soon be gracing all of you ❤️ ( art done by the amazing @bluezenzennie )
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yandereloveraw · 2 months
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Poly/Pack A/B/O OCs x Y/N Facts
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Vanilla and Xavier are the best at knowing how you're feeling and what you need
Xavier makes the best nests
Archie is naturally warm, so he lets you and the others sleep on/around him [Group cuddles are included]
Jasper likes to make you laugh when he smells that you're upset/stressed
You get together with everyone and have jam sessions/movie nights
Archie and Vanilla are the protective alphas of the pack. No one is laying a finger on anyone in your group when they're around
Everyone shares each other's clothes
Vanilla makes meals for the pack
Archie gets better at opening himself up to the group with your help
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tally-mshall · 6 months
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Intro Card~!
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Hiii~! im
Tally!
I use They/Them pronouns!
I have been a writer for about 7 years now!
NOW! lets get onto a few
Rules~!
One: I DO NOT WRITE SMUT, DO NOT ASK FOR IT
Two: I do not write for a MALE reader, MASC LEANING IS FINE THOUGH (ex: nb trans masc, trans masc, pronouns like they/he and whatnot, and masculine descriptors!!) I DONT WRITE MALE FOR PERSONAL REASONS.
Three: I can and will write about a FEW triggering topics, such as: Abu/se, SelfH/arm, and explicit mentions and sometimes depictions of trauma
Now that THATS over, Lets get onto what i'll be accepting Request wise!
Request topics!
Pink: best
Green: okay
Red: kinda bad
Yellow: depends
Yanderes
x reader
reader solos
character solos
oc x character
something else may come along, and i'll update as i go
Masterlist!
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naquey · 1 month
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One of A Kind
contains: original characters, x reader, ocs x reader, angel x reader, grim reaper x reader, male x reader, black butler ocs, angel, grim reaper, gender neutral reader
Scenarios for Raziel, Matthew O'Harris, Oscar (I cut out Reggie's bit because I didn't know what to do for him)
dividers by: @cafekitsune (blue) & @plutism (fleur de lice fancy)
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Raziel - The Angel Butler
The last thing you expected was to get attacked tonight. You were walking home just after dark, the street lamps lighting your way. The attacker was a man with chartreuse eyes, you would never forget such a vibrant hue. Your saviour on the other hand was a man you saw quite often in your boutique. He never bought anything, only browsed the items for sale.
He was tall. Dressed in a white three piece suit with white gloves, a white ribbon tying his dark purple hair back. His tie and his shoes were the only things that were black. The man came out of nowhere, shoving the attacker out of the way.
"You really must be more careful." His amber eyes were as striking as the chartreuse eyes of the attacker.
"Were you following me? There was no one else on the street?" You looked around, confirming your suspicions.
"Oh, you must have missed me. Luckily, I was able to defend you. Shall I walk you home?"
"How can I trust you?" You put your hands on your hips.
"It isn't smart to leave one such as yourself alone in the dark, who knows what lurks out there." There was a smile playing at his lips.
"What's your name?"
"Raziel."
"Raziel? That sounds like some biblical name, your parents must have been proud believers of the faith. Y/n" You stuck your hand out for him to shake.
"Yes, yes, my parents were in fact big believers." A flash of annoyance lit up in his eyes. Were they gold for just a second?
You and Raziel walked home, mostly in silence. He wasn't much of a talker from what you gathered, and whenever you asked questions his answers were short and to the point. He also seemed to miss when you were blatantly flirting with him, but it wasn't that big of a deal. If anything, you would be able to see him again if he visits the boutique tomorrow.
He stopped at your door, standing with perfect posture. It was almost uncanny how perfect he moved. Almost as if he wasn't human. You waited for a moment, looking at him expectantly. He quirked a brow, confusion crossing his features.
"What are you waiting for? Go in." He ushered with his hands.
"I would have at least thought you'd want to come inside." You tilted your head. "Most guys do."
"Unforetunately, it is getting quite late." Raziel checked his pocket watch.
"Right," You couldn't help but pout. You really wanted him to come inside. There was just something so alluring about him. "Will I see you tomorrow?"
"Of course,"
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Matthew O'Harris - Grim Reaper -
You always saw him at the cemetary. Dressed in a black suit and tan trenchcoat holding a black umbrella. Sometimes he had a brief case with him. He was always so hauntingly beautiful. It was as if he was a black rose. Typically you would either catch him on his way to the cemetery or coming from the cemetery. Strangely, no one else seemed to notice him. Nor did he ever seem to notice you.
That is, until one day.
"How do you know the recently deceased?" You asked, standing behind him.
A funeral procession had just taken place and the body was put in the grave half an hour ago. Yet, he was here as if he was at the funeral.
"Pardon?" He turned around, playful blue eyes and a smile. He looked so happy for someone in a cemetery.
"The deceased. How do you know them?"
"Oh, I'm just an old friend." He held out his open umbrella to shield you from the rain.
You leaned around him to look at the grave, reading the birth and death date.
"You are aware she was at least sixty when she died?" You rose a brow, giving him a pointed look.
"I make friends with the elderly."
He looked so calm for someone that might be lying. You decided not to push it, he would be sweating and freaking out if he was lying.
"Y/n." You introduced yourself.
"Matthew O'Harris." He mirrored the way you stood.
"O'Harris? Are you Irish?" Your eyes narrowed.
"Far from it, just a family name. Say, we should get out of this rain before it picks up." He chuckled heartily and began to walk. He had this type of grace in the way he moved.
It was strange how cold he was even after you two got inside. People gave you strange looks as you sat at a table and began to converse with the man but you paid them no mind, people in London always had to look and judge.
You spent hours talking to each other at the pub, he offered to pay for drinks and food. When he checked his pocket watch his eyes widened and he adjusted his glasses. You didn't notice how vibrant his eyes were until now.
"Oh, will you look at the time? Will, will have my head if I don't finish my paper work?"
"Will? You give your boss a nickname?"
"Er... You can think of it like that, yeah." He chuckled.
The rain hadn't let up from earlier, the two of you stood under the awning of the pub.
"Take this." He handed you his umbrella.
"Wait, but what about you?"
"I don't need it, trust me."
"How will I return it?"
"Come find me at the cemetary."
You watched him leave through the rain before you could grab him and pull him back. Looking away for a second you no longer saw him when you looked at the street again. It was like he vanished out of thin air.
Such a strange man.
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Oscar - The Missing Prince -
His name came out of nowhere, but Lizzie made you attend the party with her. Ciel Phantomhive was seen talking with a brunette you didn't recognize. They were both accompanied by their butlers—a man clad in black and a man clad in white. The sight was very strange.
Of course, Lizzie took Ciel off to either dance or talk, or eat the finger foods at the buffet leaving you with the brunette. The butlers had seemingly disappeared as well.
"Are you enjoying the party?" He sounded older, and looked older than Ciel or even Lizzie.
The ruffled clothes he was wearing did not look like anything he would wear. His eyes were this icy shade of blue that almost made them look gray, his brown hair was light and just reached his chin. A rather shaggy style for a nobleman.
"Forgive me, but parties are not exactly my forte."
"I understand completely." Oscar sighed, his shoulders relaxing. He ran a hand through his hair.
"This wasn't you idea, was it?"
"Not at all. My friend Ciel- er- Earl Phantomhive thought it would be a great way to build my reputation."
"He's rather thoughtful, but you look like a fish out of water." You laughed.
"I have no idea what I'm doing." Oscar sighed.
"Good, that makes two of us." You elbowded him playfully. "Would you like to dance?"
"Oh, I can't dance."
"Nonsense! That doesn't matter."
You pulled him to the dancefloor, joining the other dancers. Doing your best to copy their motions. Oscar wasn't much of a dancer either, but at least he was smiling. Perhaps, he was even having some fun?
When the song ended he doubled over, trying to regain his composure after getting so dizzy. All that spinning really did a number on him.
"Punch, my lord?" As if on cue, his butler came over with a silver tray in hand.
"No, no. I just need some place to sit."
"I do believe there are empty chairs on the balcony."
"Thank you, Raziel."
You followed him out to the balcony, leaning against the railing as he sat in one of the chairs catching his breath. He was pulling at his clothes around his chest, but you pretended not to notice. It wasn't wise to watch him like this, but the way he struggled was quite interesting. You wanted to know what was causing him such distress, but you wouldn't pry. He could throw you out of his house!
"I'm sorry I had to cut our dancing short."
"No, no! It's quite alright! I'd much rather prefer standing out here than dancing in a stuffy ballroom."
"Hah. Ciel would make a mockery if he saw me like this." Oscar chuckled, shaking his head.
"You're quite close with Lord Phantomhive."
"We... We're unlikely friends, I suppose."
"Is it because you're close in age?"
"No, no. I'm far older than him."
"How old?"
"Nineteen."
"Oh."
You heard Lizzie faintly calling for you, but you didn't respond to her. Instead, you continued looking at the night sky.
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Request: [My request was if they could react the y/n having a long tongue kinda like eyeless jack :>
Your ocs mostly because i am interested in what their like (btw i already know what the 7 Brothers act like) :3]
Summary:They react to you having a long tongue like eyeless jack
Type:Hcs: Drew X GN!Reader: Tanaka & GN!Reader: Kala X GN!Reader
Version:My ocs
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Kala
She'd be quite surprised, and a little interested
Mainly because she's never might someone with a long tongue like yours
She would find it alittle cool if you could do stuff like touch your nose
But she doesn't want anything to do with it
Drew
He'd be... weirdly interested with it
No one he's ever heard if has a tongue like that
So once he finds out it isn't fake, he'll be a little concerned
Mainly because it could be easier to bite your tongue or something like that
Tanaka
He already has to deal with Drew's shenanigans, so he doesn't want anything to with your tongue
Please keep if away from him, he doesn't like tongues that much
Also, if you lick him, there's a 100% guarantee you'll be slapped
Let's just say, he's not a fan
[A/n:I hope you enjoyed]
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asshole-raccoon · 1 year
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kingdom of the gods
Kotg x reader
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Y/n POV
i'm lying on the ground looking at the big blue sky and appreciating the clouds of every different shape, this is my home, my world, the place where i belong…i hear footsteps coming towards me
Hell: hey Y/n! how are you?
this is my cousin Inferno, she is a demon, yes, we are not human, we are creatures created by a goddess to serve her and be faithful to her for a lifetime... even if it is short... Hell was a a little taller than me, she had long, straight hair with black coloring and red tips, pointed and sharp teeth, her skin was fair, but her hands were black with claws, they had two hot pink locks, she had a pair of blood-red horns on its head and a long tail of the same color
i smile when i look at her
Y/n: hello Hell, I'm fine and you?
hell: same as always
Hell would sit and lay down next to me, we both lay in comfortable silence looking up at the sky, just enjoying each other's company.
unlike Hell I wasn't a demon, I had arms covered in fur, one white and one black, it was good to have fur on my arms to protect me from the cold, hair l/h h/c, skin s/c, eyes e/c
as long as i remember Hell and i grew up together, we already shared our clothes with each other, she was my first friend.
our species is known for not living very long, we have very short lives being spent just breeding and worshiping our goddess, it may be sad but it's our reality…my father and mother were always kind and sweet people to me, they always took care of everyone like they're family, I think that's why we're so respected
Hell: hey Y/n, it's getting late, I think you better get back home before your parents get worried
Y/n: ho is it, well see you tomorrow?
Hell: sure, see you later Y/n!
I get up and walk away from Hell, I walk home calmly, not much happens around here, there's never been a robbery around here, everyone knows each other, I open the door of my house and I'm welcomed by my parents
D/n: you're two minutes late young lady
Y/n: why are you so worried? i know the way home
m/n: anyway, we care about you, you're our only daughter honey, now come eat before it gets cold
I smile seeing the food on the table, the kitchen is filled with laughter and the comfortable warmth of home, we ate the food and had a good time, I wish this moment could last forever…
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Sorry for the short chapter, I'm leaving the best for another part, if you want to know the reader here will be female, I hope you enjoyed! (ノ๑◕ω◕๑)ノ.。.:*☆
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boiling-potato · 2 years
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We've all heard of Yandere Trickster x Reader x Yandere Meztli. Now get ready for yandere TCM x Reader 🎉🎊✨️
Oh
OH!!
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This is a very interesting idea!! Oh I would love to do this!! But.. I'm not really sure if I'm even qualified.... I mean I just finished my first story and I don't think I can do it... sorry... Hmm maybe try asking @aesopsbaby ?? They're much more experience than me. •́ ‿ ,•̀
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innerenigma · 2 months
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•Normalize Fanart for Fanfics Again You Fools•
It's not cringe anymore (it SHOULDN'T be cringe anymore), just do it. You're doing something you enjoy, who cares what anybody else says! So spread the words my fellow internet brethren.
Spread the Word :)
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eternalslover · 6 months
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Bullet train incorrect quotes:
Tangerine: Do you want to play 20 Questions?
Y/n: Sure!
Y/n: Whats your favorite color?
Tangerine, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you love me?
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cashmoneyyysstuff · 5 months
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you’ve been katsuki’s for as long as you can remember.
sure, he had never outwardly called you his girlfriend, but when you were both seven years old, he came up to you. chest heaving slightly from running up and down the hill where he had gotten you a freshly plucked out bouquet of flowers. the roots were still clinging to them and he got dirt all over your hands from forcibly grabbing them and shoving the bouquet in them before you could even form a sentence.
“since you accepted the flowers, you’re mine now.” he mumbled, his little hands tightened into fists at his sides and chubby cheeks a cute shade of pink, staring at you as confidently as he could.
a grin grows on his face when you respond with a simple “okay !” and a bright smile. the grin on his face never disappears even as his mom scolds him for getting you both all dirty.
you were katsuki’s in middle school too, when the boys in class decided to play kiss, marry, kill and he had somehow gotten dragged into it. the girls in your class tried their best to seem uninterested, claiming the boys were being childish, but you noticed how hard some of them were straining their ears trying to hear what the guys were talking about in their own little corner of the room. you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little curious as well.
katsuki was as ruthless as you’d known him to be, choosing to kill any girl that wasn’t to his liking, which ended up being all of them. much to the other boys’ chagrin, claiming he had no taste.
then your name was brought up.
at that, his eyes widened and he turned in his seat to see if you were watching. you had never turned your head away so fast in your life and you were pretty sure you heard something go “crack”.
he clicked his tongue. mumbling something about how stupid the game was before muttering out a “kiss yn, marry yn and kill that other bitch.” before getting up and stomping away, claiming he had to go to the bathroom followed closely by the whoops and hollers of his two friends behind him.
you both made eye contact when he walked out and you think you’ll never forget how red his cheeks were.
you were katsuki’s when he was the one to walk you to and from school everyday, claiming you would somehow get lost without him. you were katsuki’s when he had begrudgingly shoved homemade valentines day chocolates into your arms, mumbling something about how you had been upset nobody had gotten you anything last year, conveniently leaving out the fact he had scared off all the other guys trying to offer you anything.
you were katsuki’s when he grabbed your hand during the winter because he said you’d “end up dying of hypothermia with the way you’re chittering over there.” and you were his when you were the only person he laughed around. loud, genuine laughter that you and only you could squeeze out of him. you were katsuki’s when he randomly kissed you goodnight at your door one night and he’s been doing it ever since, and gets all pouty when you turn away from his kisses to tease him.
“are we dating ?” you had asked him. you’re both in high school now and you’re in his dorm room. your legs are on his lap and he’s got a comfortable grip on your leg, which tightens after he registers your questions “hah?” he looks utterly confused and a little insulted as he looks back at you, his entire face scrunched up in confusion. you pinch his nose and he swats at your hand.
“are we dating ? like—am i your girlfriend.” you say again and katsuki’s face scrunches up even harder. he huffs and looks back at his phone, landing a little smack on your leg still placed in his lap. “ ‘course yer my fuckin’ girlfriend.” he spits out, obviously irritated. then he looks back at you “I haven’t made it obvious ?” he says sarcastically. one of his eyebrows lifted as he pokes at your leg still very much in his lap.
you simply shrug “s’not that. it’s just because you’ve never actually asked me out before, so i was a little confused on where we stood.” you mumble. he stares at you while you speak and he stares a little longer before sighing. then he leans towards you and flicks your forehead.
“ow !”
“dumbass.” he murmurs. there’s a slight pout on his face and his cheeks are light shade of pink when he looks you in the eyes again. he grabs both your cheeks with one hand and smushes them together to push your lips out and presses multiple wet kisses onto them that have you squealing and squirming. his wet lips are pulled into a smirk when he pulls back and you try your best to at least look a little angry, you really do. but it’s useless when he looks at you like that.
“of course you’re my girlfriend” he reiterates. his smirk’s been replaced for something softer, something more sincere as he gazes at you with so much unadulterated affection it makes your head spin a little. “you’ve always been mine.” he says it in a teasing tone and his hand is still smushing your cheeks out and it hurts a little but his eyes are still the same. they’re warm and soft and so, so enamored with you and only you.
when he finally let’s go of your face and pulls you fully into his lap, you realize katsuki’s been yours for as long as you’ve been his.
you smile brightly at him but turn your nose up when he leans in to kiss you again. “i still haven’t heard what i wanna hear though, mr. bakugou.”
he rolls his eyes and pinches at your thigh as he mumbles out a “don’t call me that.” sighing, he looks at you intensely and you suddenly feel very shy.
“will you be my girlfriend, ya shitty girl ?” and he says it as a joke, you both know it is cus his lips are already forming into a smirk the second he finishes his sentence. and you’re pulling at his nose the moment you register it, but you’re both smiling hard. he laughs and you’re sure you’ll never get tired of the sound. “what’s your answer, pretty ?” he asks playfully and you pretend to really think it over just to mess with him, and giggling out a “yes!” when he suddenly pounces on you. flipping you both over and tickling you mercilessly, calling it revenge for you “taking too damn long to answer.”
you’d been katsuki’s for as long as you can remember, and you hope you can be forever.
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