#oh the things I would do for my darling monster husband

[weebsinstash]

I know you mentioned that you aren't a big fan of pregnancy AU stuff in Hazbin, but hear me out...

Imagine Yandere Valentino getting his Darling pregnant to have a living bargaining chip to make sure she doesn't even try to leave him

New idea. What if the only people who can procreate in Hell are red string soulmates, or, it's like akin to ABO in the sense that not everyone or every combo of people could create a baby.

I was thinking about a yandere Valentino who has Reader as his red string soulmate whatever and you run away after seeing how truly abusive he is to other people, worrying for your own safety, and you're missing for like a straight year before Valentino finds out where you are, and... he's all but KICKING DOWN the door of your apartment, and he's looking at you like a hungry predator ready to pounce on you, cornering you, and

a baby starts crying from the other room and you're SPRINTING to the noise and Valentino finds you defensively holding a little bundle to your chest, growling snarling baring fangs holding a knife whatever at him, and Valentino thinks you adopted some other man's kid, some little imp bastard or something, and he's furious, he's raising his voice, he's getting closer, he's-

making perfect eye contact with a little tiny baby replica of himself as it turns to look at him with its big red eyes and chubby cheeks and fat arms and. It takes Val a few seconds to process it. The baby looks right at him and is whimpering and gurgling, upset, but doesn't cry. The baby boy sneezes and his antenna flip back and forth. He's got lil hearts in his fur and his teeny antenna are already so fluffy.

'Oh but aren't baby moths technically caterpillars--' shut the fuck up, you're demons and also that would be ugly as fuck. You want to give birth to a 20 armed baby or something. No. We save the truly inhuman babies for the human x monster/alien/whatever prompts. Your baby comes out a mini mothperson and it's fluffy and chubby and fucking adorable and also shut up

Val is just, SMITTEN, the narcissism is turned up to 100, he's rapid cycling emotions, "*GASPING* OUR BABY IS SO FUCKING CUTE, WHAT THE FUCK, I WANT TO HOLD HIM" "So I knocked you up good huh 😏" "*already on the phone in a group call with the other Vees and taking 200 pictures* you should see this thing, he looks just like me, can you even believe that, I can already tell he's gonna be so handsome and successful cuz he's MY son" "aw, amorcito did you think you needed to run away to protect our baby because I have so many enemies? You're such a good mama ❤️❤️❤️"

You spend like MONTHS lovingly protecting and sheltering your child until he's a healthy giggling little chubroll and Val has him for like two days and suddenly your baby has his ears pierced with diamonds in them and Valentino is walking around in his high heels and slutty bodysuits with your son in a papoose cuddled into his chest fur. You're holding your sleeping son while Val is beside you and someone sneezes across the room and the baby stirs and here's Valentino, "SHUT THE FUCK UP, MY SON IS SLEEPING", like, NOT ANYMORE YOU DUMB JACKASS???

'Oh gee why is Valentino suddenly funding and producing more erotic films involving moms and breeding and pregnant people and lactation-' you fucking know why and honestly I think it'd be SO FUNNY if he's like, "oh yeah, don't worry, I want you on birth control too mami. I missed fucking you and I kinda wanna do a lot of that without worrying about another little niño or two. At least not for a while :)"

Valentino on the red carpet being his cunty fashionable self while his baby is in a sling and they're both wearing matching outfits. Your baby boy has a tiny iced-up watch that's worth more than the entire building you were living in before his father found you. Your "husband" is posing half-naked with your baby on the cover of Demon Playboy which he owns, "HELL'S HOTTEST NEW DILF" like I COULD NOT WITH THIS MAN

And obviously he's got new kinks now that you're a mom and he absolutely fucks the hell out of you to the point you would get pregnant again without the birth control 😳 valentino on some real "is this the milk you've been feeding my baby with, let me try some" type stuff where he's milking you dry during his bang sesh and your son has to have formula that night because your tank is EMPTY 💀 YOU'RE A RAISIN LIKE THAT SCENE FROM SCOOBY DOO ZOMBIE ISLAND--

God. I've read horror stories about women getting pregnant again even WHILE being on multiple types of birth control so, then you get knocked up again Because Of Course You Would, You're Taking More Creampies Than A Professional Rodeo Clown, and what does Valentino say? "Fuck it, I wanna keep it! I can't just MURK my baby after it beat the odds, that's so ME!" And now you're having twin girls 💀💀💀 who knows, maybe having some daughters would teach Valentino to actually respect women--

I feel like you would wake up one morning and be genuinely hysterical because your baby is missing and you can't get in contact with Valentino and you're freaking out at the absolute highest level and it turned out to be some dumb shit like Val just took your son along with him for THE ENTIRE DAY and didn't think of mentioning it to you because "but you were needing a break and we were bonding, mami. We were having our guy time. I was leaving for work and he looked at me and he SMILED AT ME. What the fuck was i supposed to do, I couldn't just LEAVE HIM, he wanted his papi"

Of course, all these ideas hinge on the concept of Valentino actually caring for his baby. He could still genuinely use it as a tool against you. You're out running errands and suddenly you're getting a call. It's Valentino. He wants you to come home; you left the baby with Kitty so you could go out for a little while for some 'you time' since you've been trapped at home hiding ever since you ran from him before learning you were pregnant. It's not even about you leaving the baby with a nanny; it's about you not being home when Valentino came to visit you and him being uncomfortable not knowing exactly where you are and exactly what you're doing

Well, you got a little smart with him. You've just spent the last about 11 months living through hell with your pregnancy and hiding; you deserve to get some fresh air and walk out on the town and--- in the middle of you lecturing him you can just hear your baby making baby noises through the phone and Valentino just adopts this... tone in his voice, "amorcito, I came to spend time with you and our little frijolito and you're not heeee~ere. You know I can have trouble concentrating when I've had a few drinks and, earlier i dropped my phone on accident and i thought 'oh, it's good i wasn't holding something important"

You're home within 20 minutes and Valentino is cuddling into you while he puts some garbage on TV and pretends not to notice how you're trembling as you hold your son and send the occasional wary glance his father's way...

#valentino x reader #yandere x reader #yandere hazbin hotel #hh #sinprompts

[sansaorgana]

Oh my God, would you write a little something about their little daughter/son or (twins?) walking in on reader and Buck? Pretty please? 😅🫠

hi, sugar! 🍬 thank you for your request, it's such a cute idea. 🥺 I love imagining Buck as a husband and a father and all these domestic things. 🏡

I had to currently close the requests because I got so many so I'm working on them atm 🙏🏻

🔞 THIS FIC IS 18+ 🔞

You hadn’t been intimate with your husband for a long while now. Taking care of energetic twin preschoolers was taking up most of your time and even when you happened to have free time at the end of the day, you were often too tired to start anything. Which was a misfortune because you wanted at least one more child with Buck. You dreaded the day your son and daughter would go to school – you wanted to be busy with another little baby in the meantime.

You gave it a try tonight because after a long day spent in the park, running around the playground, your twins had fallen asleep very quickly. So, there you were, laying under your husband’s warm and strong body, with your thighs around his waist pushing him deeper and deeper as your back arched and his full lips were muffling your soft moans with a kiss. Your hands were squeezing his biceps as his were cupping your face; the rhythm of his hips was steady but not too fast and not too rough. Buck Cleven was not the type to fuck. He was making love to you.

After a few weeks of no intimacy at all, you could feel your release coming very fast and you only hoped you’d have more than one round on that night. So lost in pleasure and chasing the high, enamoured by your husband’s flushed cheeks, a single golden hair strand falling down on his forehead and his beautiful blue eyes staring at you lovingly whenever he’d break the passionate kiss to catch a breath… you simply didn’t hear the noise in the corridor.

“Mummy, daddy…!” Your little girl’s whine interrupted you as she pushed the door open without knocking. Her twin brother followed and you froze with widened eyes as you panicked.

But Buck never panicked. That man was always calm and always knew what to do, it was impressive. No matter what the situation was, his calmness was working miracles to make you feel safe and taken care of. He made sure that you were both covered with the blanket and turned around to look at your children.

“Minnie, I’ve been telling you to always knock,” Buck scolded her gently. Her lower lip trembled as she squeezed tighter the teddy bear she was holding.

“But daddy, Bobby is mean to me! He says there is a monster under my bed…” She was on the verge of tears.

“I really saw him!” Bobby denied the accusations. “I wasn’t trying to scare her! There is a monster under her bed.”

“Funny!” Minnie faced him. “Why under mine and not yours then?”

You took a deep breath in and sighed. They were only children and it was difficult to be angry at them for this but you weren’t pleased either.

“And what are you doing?” Bobby squinted his eyes at his parents.

“We… We are talking,” Buck answered awkwardly, his cheeks flushing even more. However, your little boy didn’t seem to be convinced. “And cuddling,” Buck added quickly so the answer was more believable.

“Why are you naked?” Minnie asked and you furrowed your brows at her.

“How do you know?” You asked and she pointed at your nightgown on the floor. “Well, it’s hot here,” you quickly made up an excuse and rubbed your sweaty forehead. “Go back to sleep, darlings, there are no monsters under any bed in this house. Monsters are too scared of daddy,” you tried to make them go away as quickly as possible.

“Then daddy should inspect,” Bobby crossed his hands.

You looked up at Buck’s face and he sighed with a gentle smile. He was a big softie for his children and that was one of the reasons why you loved him so much. He moved away delicately, making sure you were still both covered with a blanket.

“Can you hand me that, love?” You pointed at your nightgown and your daughter picked it up to give it to you. You put it on over your head and let it fall down, allowing Buck to take more of the blanket for himself. He left the bed with it around his waist as if it was a towel and he picked up his own underwear from the carpet.

“I’ll go and inspect in a moment, “ he winked at Bobby and went to the bathroom.

When he left the bed with the blanket, you spotted your panties scattered somewhere down the mattress. You quickly grabbed them before the kids could notice and you turned your back on them on the edge of the bed to put them back on.

When you were completely dressed up again, you spotted that Minnie was already in the middle of your bed, laying her head on your pillow and cuddling her teddy bear.

“What are you doing, Minnie?” You asked her and caressed her hair.

“I want to sleep here tonight,” she gave you puppy eyes.

“But daddy will go there and show you that there are no monsters,” you assured her.

Gale left the bathroom at that very moment, already in his pyjamas. He carefully put the blanket over you and Minnie as he leaned in to kiss her forehead.

“You coming with me, young man?” He asked Bobby and the boy nodded, feeling important as he followed his father out of the bedroom.

Minnie moved closer to you and put her tiny arms around your waist. You sighed and kissed the top of her head with a smile. You already knew there would be no way you’d go back to your lovemaking tonight. Minnie was starting to doze off in your arms and you watched her sweet angel face lovingly. 

Buck and Bobby came back to your bedroom. Your husband had a playful smile on his lips and your heart skipped a beat at the sight. He was so adorable, you were so happy to be his wife.

“There are no monsters under the bed,” Gale ruffled his son’s hair as he stated. Then he raised an eyebrow at half-asleep Minnie.

“I guess she stays here tonight,” you whispered.

“Me too, then!” Bobby jumped inside the bed and laid beside his sister.

Minnie turned around and clinged to him adorably. Buck joined you all in bed and adjusted the blanket over you.

“You okay, baby?” He asked as he caressed your cheek.

“Yeah,” you nodded. The heat was long gone now, you were mostly sleepy. “And you, sweetheart?”

“Perfectly fine,” Buck assured you. He turned off the light on the bedside table and put his arm around his wife and babies, curled up together between their parents as they fell asleep; feeling safe and loved. Like you always wanted them to feel. It was the most important thing in the world for you.

When you woke up, the bed was already empty. You rubbed your eyes and glanced at the clock. It was nine already and you wondered how it was possible that you had been allowed to sleep for so long and no one had been trying to wake you up to prepare breakfast. The mystery was solved soon enough when Buck entered the bedroom quietly. He was still wearing pyjamas as well.

“Oh, you’re awake now,” he pointed out as he got under the blanket to greet you with a kiss. “You were sleeping so peacefully. I made them breakfast and now they’re watching the kids’ program on TV. That gives us about half an hour,” he pointed out in a whisper as he smirked.

“You’re so needy, Major Cleven,” you giggled and cupped his face.

“I’m starving, Mrs. Cleven,” he admitted before peppering your face with tiny sweet kisses. Once he was done, he focused on your exposed neck as his hips lowered down and you felt his erection between your legs already.

Trying to be as quiet as possible, you lifted yourself up and joined your lips together in a heated kiss as you got rid of each other’s clothes. You knew that you had no time to waste if you wanted to finally get the job done.

When you were both naked, hands wandering all around each other’s bodies while kissing and shushing each other, Gale pushed you down softly and positioned himself above you with his elbows on both sides of your head as you raised your thighs to put them around his waist and impatiently guide him inside you. He pressed his forehead to yours with a hiss at the feeling of your warm, wet and pulsating pussy. 

Your back arched as you threw your head back, exposing your neck even further for your husband’s sweet and needy kisses as his hips thrusted into you firmly, hitting all the right spots with military precision.

Just like on the night before, it didn’t take long for you to feel the reaching peak overtaking you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you gasped and dug your fingernails in his shoulders. Buck grunted softly and picked up his pace.

You came with a soft moan and he joined your lips together quickly to muffle the sounds leaving your mouth. He needed a few more chaotic thrusts before spilling himself inside of you as his eyes shut close and his sweaty forehead pressed to yours.

“God, finally,” you sighed with a chuckle and he smirked. You raised your hands to caress the scars on his cheeks gently.

“You better find them a nanny for the weekend,” he rubbed your nose with his, “because I don’t want you out of this bed for hours, Mrs. Cleven.”

You giggled like a schoolgirl at his words.

“Sir, yes, sir,” you nodded.

MASTERLIST || BUCK MASTERLIST

#sansaorgana: Answered #lovely anons #*buck #gale cleven x reader #austin butler x reader #lilysfiction

[abysswalkersknight]

very quick thing I wrote down at nearly midnight because I saw this Brooklyn 99 clip.

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‘Pa-papa! Papa come in here!’ Yawning widely Lilia slid off his spot upside down his bed’s canopy, rubbing his sleep heavy eyes as he trudged toward the room next door, where his little one sat quivering with the fragility of a weak legged fawn ‘ah, my darling Silver, what is ever the matter?’ he coos, sliding in next to his son, pulling the frightened child close and nuzzling those soft silvery tresses ‘there’s a monster in my closet!’ the boy cries, clutching his father’s shirt and burying into his side. Despite his inner irritation at being awoken at such an ungodly hour Lilia chuckles good heartedly and continued stroking Silver’s head ‘now, now my dear I doubt there’d be any monsters here let alone inside your closet, perhaps one of your squirrel friends snuck inside?’ he murmurs, glancing at the closet doors with a bemused expression. Ever since he introduced his precious babe to his life Lilia has made it abundantly clear to all just what would happen should anyone dare intrude upon their home, he retained his skills as a soldier of Briar Valley after all. 

Unfortunately his son was not convinced in the slightest ‘no I saw it! It was big and hairy’

‘Big and hairy? My, so perhaps it was a bobcat?’ Silver swiftly shook his head into Lilia’s side. Sighing he gently nudged his boy ‘well I believe you may have just had a nightmare my dear’

‘No it was real!’

‘I’m sure it felt that way’ Lilia says with a wide yawn ‘tell you what. How about I go open the closet and show you there’s nothing to be frightened of’ there was a pitched squeak as he stood and gently he pried the little one’s fingers off his shirt, it was obvious Silver wanted to still cling onto his father but as the fae drew dreadingly closer towards the closet, fear won over and instead Silver hid beneath the warm sanctuary of his covers, oh well he’s still quite young ‘here darling, see? Nothing is there, now I am going to open this closet and show you there is nothing to be afraid of,’ he says, placing a hand on the knob, ‘don’t do that papa!’ shrieked his little boy, ducking under the covers, Lilia chuckles at the cute eyes peeking under ‘see? One. two-AAAAHHHHH!!!!!’

The local wildlife trembled in their burrows as three voices shrieked bloody murder to the heavens. 

Bracing himself on the closet door, Lilia takes huge gulping breaths, on the bed Silver is sobbing his little heart out in terror but the old fae could not move to comfort him with the large figure he’s trapped in the closet in a tight chokehold ‘hurk! Ack, Lilia!’ the third voice gasps, tapping Lilia’s arm. Breath caught Lilia looks down at the intruder ‘Malleus Draconia’ he snarls, slowly releasing the prince ‘and just what made you think you could scare us like that?’ said prince ducked at the dangerously low tone that spoke volumes of just how livid his guardian was, right before a loud smack mingled with the child’s wailing as Malleus rubbed the back of his head ‘go on, get out of Silver’s closet! I’ll deal with you later’ once the dragon slumped outside to the living room, Lilia sighs and busies himself with soothing poor Silver.

‘- and that is why Malleus is not to hold Silver for two weeks at most’ Lilia grumbles while Baul’s daughter and her husband burst out into wild cackles. Oblivious to the prince sulking on the stool he was forced to sit on ‘speaking of Lilia, I believe I can hold him now-’ Malleus starts, already reaching out for the child napping peacefully on his father’s lap, only to have said father lightly slap his hand away ‘no, Malleus, you still have two days left remember? And now poor sweet Silver refuses to sleep in his bed anymore’ he laments the last part to the Zigvolts who giggle once more.

#knight's writing #silver twst #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #don't worry Silver ends up just fine and returns to his room #and a certain prince was just feeling protective of their human again after hearing about tooth fairies #just decided to write that here cause I'm too tired to write it properly

[grandeoatmilklatte]

Undying Love 💍 (Part 2 - In-Laws)

Time for Part 2! This part gets super angsty at the end, so get ready!

Undying Love - Part 2: In-Laws - Ominis Gaunt x Female MC

Summary: Phase 1 of the trio's plan to fake Ominis's death is working so far, Sebastian and MC playing their role as a couple well, until a family member becomes suspicious.

2.4k words - it's a long one sorry!

Tagging @myrachondria cause you wanted an update! 💕

Warnings: No smut in this part, but there is some suggestive wordings and mentions of arousal. Also, The Gaunts are present.

Smut/NSFW/18+!! Part 1 contains smut! Characters are aged up and out of school. Do not read if you're under 18!!

Part 1, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5!

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MC woke to the feeling of her husband stroking her cheek. It was a comforting feeling, and she savored it, wishing they didn’t have to get out of bed. “Darling, you need to wake up, Sebastian will be here soon.” Ominis’s voice was soft and gentle. MC fulfilled his request and got herself up, planting a long, sweet kiss on his lips before heading to the bathroom to get herself washed up and dressed. 

When MC finally entered the living room, she found Sebastian already there, sitting across from Ominis, who was on the couch. The boys had a look of worry on their faces, and it broke her heart knowing that she was the cause of their worry. While both Ominis and Sebastian were purebloods, she was not, therefore she was the one most in danger if this plan went wrong. The group sat together discussing their plan once more. After some time they gathered themselves up to leave, MC removing her wedding rings and placing them on the table.

Their carriage pulled up to a large, dark mansion surrounded by lush dark green trees. MC hadn’t even stepped foot inside yet and could feel a negative energy around the home. Ominis was across from her, and Sebastian was next to her, their illusion of being a couple officially having started. 

The three of them had discussed at length what this arrangement would entail. Ominis had set several boundaries - Sebastian could hold MC’s hand, hug her, call her pet names, kiss her on the cheek or forehead, and touch her in any way necessary to make their story believable, (outside of just straight up shoving his hands in her underwear). But Sebastian could not, under any circumstances, kiss MC on the lips. MC and Sebastian had a brief romantic history back in 5th year, at the same time Ominis and Sebastian’s friendship went through a rough patch. While all had been resolved and forgiven at this point, Ominis’s trust in Sebastian never returned to what it once was. Ominis reminded Sebastian once again of what he was and wasn’t allowed to do to MC. 

“Oh, and Sebastian, please don’t stare at my wife’s breasts! I’m well aware she has nice ones, but don’t even think about it!”

“I won’t Ominis! I’ll be respectful. Isn’t that right, darling?” Sebastian took MC’s hand as he opened the carriage door, leading her out. Ominis exited last, but led the way. The family house elves had already shown up to retrieve their belongings.

MC squeezed Sebastian’s hand as they walked, the fear setting in. He squeezed back in an attempt to reassure her. Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest as they entered the enormous mansion. Upon looking around, it seemed like everything in the house had a dark green and black color palette to it. It was actually quite beautiful, all things considered. Hand in hand, Sebastian and MC followed Ominis to one of the several living rooms the place had, where his parents were reading. 

The Gaunts greeted Ominis well enough, likely putting on a show for their son’s guests. Ominis had informed her that his family was obsessed with their public perception, eager to seem like wonderful people, not the monsters they actually were. His father was tall and stocky, with dark brown hair and eyes and his mother was petite and thin with blonde hair and blue eyes like Ominis. “Mother, Father, you remember Sebastian of course.” Ominis turned his parents’ attention toward them. “And this is his girlfriend, MC.” MC held out her hand, praying that it wasn’t noticeable how hard it was shaking. She shook both of their hands, and his mother commented on how beautiful MC was. MC was the only one who caught the small smile that formed on Ominis’s face for half a second before his mother began her questioning: How long had her and Sebastian been together? (Since Christmas, the day her and Ominis got engaged), what was her house? (Slytherin - not actually a lie, this earned her a nod from both parents) and of course, what her blood status was? 

“Pure blood.” She replied nonchalantly on the outside, screaming on the inside. The three of them had prepped for this moment, but no amount of prep could have prepared her for the utter fear she felt being interrogated by her in-laws. Ominis’s mother was about to inquire further when another member of the family appeared in the doorway. “Ah, Marvolo, we have guests! You remember Sebastian, right? And this is Sebastian’s girlfriend, MC!” Mrs. Gaunt exclaimed.

Marvolo - Ominis’s older brother by several years. She had heard horrible things about him. He took great joy in physically hurting his younger, disabled brother when they were kids. MC couldn’t decide if she hated him or his parents more. He was tall and thin, and looked as if he were just an evil, inverted version of Ominis. Instead of blond hair and blue eyes, he had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, but he still shared many of the same facial features as Ominis. He was also less put together than Ominis, his messy hair a contrast to Ominis’s combed back, maintained hair. “Pleasure to meet you!” MC greeted, realizing that he was staring her down. He simply looked her over, his face expressionless, before turning and leaving. 

“Well, off with the lot of you! Get yourselves situated. Ominis will show you to his room. One of the elves will fetch you for dinner!” Mr Gaunt exclaimed as he brought his attention back to the book he had been reading.

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At dinner, MC sat in between Sebastian and Ominis, while the other three members of the family sat across from them. MC wasn’t questioned any further about her fake blood status, the conversation instead turning to Sebastian and what his plans were for the future. At one point, while Mr. and Mrs. Gaunt were in deep conversation with Sebastian, Ominis’s hand bumped MC’s while he was reaching for a napkin on the table. MC handed him the napkin and smiled, taking a moment to gaze at her perfect husband. Her gaze must have lingered longer than it should have, because when she turned her head forward, Marvolo’s eyes were locked on her. He was expressionless once again, but she saw his eyes squint ever so slightly as he studied her. Feeling uneasy, she leaned in towards Sebastian, giving his hand a squeeze and giggling in his ear. 

When it was time for bed, the three of them headed to Ominis’s room, locking the door and placing a silencing charm on it. MC brought up to Ominis the weird stares she had received from his brother, but Ominis brushed it off. “It’s just Marvolo being Marvolo, but let’s limit the staring, just in case.”

The trio climbed into Ominis’s bed, the bed being big enough that the three of them could fit comfortably. MC figured she wouldn’t be able to sleep, but as soon as she felt Ominis’s arms around her, she nuzzled into him and dozed off immediately. 

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The next day, the trio spent their afternoon in one of the small libraries located in the home. MC and Sebastian were on the couch, and Ominis was in one of the chairs across from them. They were sitting in peaceful silence when someone approached the library and entered. It was Marvolo, walking in and sitting down in the chair directly across from the couch and right next to Ominis. Sebastian gave him a friendly nod and a smile, but MC refused to look up from her book, fed up with his unsettling glares at her. 

“Is that you, Marvolo?” Ominis asked, breaking his concentration on the dictation spell he had been using to read. “Mhmmm.” Marvolo replied, his eyes once again glued to MC. She was still refusing to look up at him, but she could feel his eyes on her. She was starting to wonder if he could speak at all considering he hadn’t uttered a word the entire time they had been here so far. Almost as if he could read her mind, Marvolo finally spoke.

“Are you two dating?” He asked, eyes now locked on Sebastian. Sebastian, ever so confident and afraid of almost nothing, replied instantly. “Oh yes!” He chuckled. “Feisty little thing, this one! But I adore her!” Sebastian pulled MC in close, planting a kiss on the side of her head, which made MC finally look up. For once, Marvolo wasn’t glaring at her, but he did have a wicked smile on his face as he continued to stare at Sebastian.

“I don’t believe you. I think she’s fucking my brother.” His eyes switched over to MC, his smile getting even wider. 

A sense of total panic washed over the trio, none of them being able to properly react. But somehow, the combination of the panic and her being fed up with Marvolo’s bullshit gave MC confidence, as she looked Marvolo in the eyes and spoke. 

“Ominis is one of my best friends and I love him dearly, but he couldn’t handle me.” she smirked. “This one can barely handle me!” she giggled as she rested her elbow on Sebastian’s shoulder. “Oh, you!” Sebastian shouted as he grabbed MC and pulled her in, nuzzling into her neck as she giggled. 

“Prove it.” Marvolo’s voice rang above MC’s giggles. Sebastian and MC broke away from each other. “What?” Sebstian asked with a chuckle, trying to hide his nervousness. “Prove it.” He repeated, a malicious tone to his voice. “Kiss her.” Sebastian and MC felt their hearts start racing, neither of them dared to look in Ominis’s direction. MC decided she had enough, hoping that maybe if she yelled at him, he’d bug off.

“Listen, I’m sure you’re not used to seeing a pretty girl here, since I imagine no girls come here for you, but that doesn’t mean we’re going to give you a free show so you can have something to wank off to later!” There was a bite in her voice, but this only brought on another smile from Marvolo. 

“Hmm what a shame. I wouldn’t think kissing your boyfriend would be so difficult, unless he’s not actually your boyfriend. I’m sure mother and father will be thrilled to hear Ominis is actually the one fucking the halfblooded little bitch running around our home.”

“Enough!” Ominis shouted. Sebastian and MC finally dared to look over at him, he was surprisingly calm, the only look on his face was that of annoyance. “I had to hear these two snogging plenty when we were still in school. I’d prefer not to hear them snogging in my own home as well.” 

“DO IT. Now.” Marvolo growled at Sebastian before turning his attention back towards Ominis. “Or I’ll be happy to have a little chat with our parents about why they should vet any of the vermin you bring into our home, you absolute disgrace to our family!” 

MC had heard enough and sighed before she grabbed Sebastian’s face and gave him a quick and gentle peck on his lips. “Happy?” she spat out. “Nope.” Marvolo sported another wicked smile. “Really kiss him.”. 

Her heart sank. She knew Ominis was already going to be upset, now things were only going to get worse. She remembered how they agreed to make it believable. She thought about the commitment she made to Ominis. That she would do anything for him. “I’m sorry, Ominis.” She thought to herself before she turned her body to face Sebastian, pulling him in for another kiss. 

Her kiss was full of passion, and it only took a second for Sebastian to return the same passion. His lips parted for her immediately, their tongues touching. MC had her hands in his hair, running her fingers through it as they kissed. Sebastian felt guilt wash over him, but that guilt was immediately overpowered by arousal at the taste of her lips. Sebastian let out a groan against them. Though their time together had been brief, Sebastian had really fallen for MC. When it ended, Sebastian made peace with it, knowing he was the one who ruined it. But there was no denying that kissing MC again made him feel something. Sebastian had his hands on MC’s waist when the kissing started, but he moved one of his hands down to her knee. His hand then began to trail up her thigh, hiking her skirt up with it. MC moaned in surprise at the feeling of his hand on her thigh, immediately regretting how audible her moan was. 

Sebastian removed his lips from MC’s to bring them down to her neck. MC whispered Sebastian’s name, confused about what was happening. On the one hand, she knew this was necessary. The more passionate this seemed, the less suspicious they seemed. While she knew that this wasn’t real, she didn’t actually hate it. She had also noticed the fervor in Sebastian’s kiss. Was he enjoying this too? Sebastian resumed kissing her lips, his hand halfway up her thigh as his fingers began to slip underneath her hiked up skirt. This was when MC snapped out of it, as feelings of arousal were starting to creep up on her. She gently pulled away from Sebastian’s lips. At this, he removed his hand from her thigh. 

They both looked at Ominis across from them, grateful he couldn’t see anything, but the sounds were enough. He sat expressionless, but was fuming inside. Marvolo on the other hand had the biggest smile on his face. “I stand corrected. You two make a lovely couple.” MC made the mistake of glancing down as Marvolo stood from his chair, an erection growing in his pants. MC shuddered as she looked away. “I must be off now.” he said with a wink as he left the room, the door closing behind him. 

The three of them sat in silence for several minutes, Ominis finally reacting as he began to hyperventilate. “Ominis…” MC whispered, her voice laced with guilt. The sound of MC’s voice broke him as he began to sob. MC felt her heart shatter at his tears, but she felt like she didn’t deserve to feel sad, knowing she shared some of the blame for his sobs. 

“Mate, we did what we had to do. You know that wasn’t real.” Sebastian said, refusing to look at Ominis. MC shot Sebastian a questioning look, unsure if he was being truthful when he said it wasn’t real. 

“I know.” Ominis choked out, his voice laced with anger. MC got off the couch and kneeled where Ominis was sitting, about to take his hand in hers when he jerked away from her. MC gasped at his reaction as he got up and stormed off, leaving MC and Sebastian behind.

----end of part 2----

#ominis gaunt x mc #ominis gaunt #ominis x mc #ominis gaunt x reader #ominis gaunt smut

[teal-sword]

Imagine

[gender neutral reader]

(this one is different from my other fanfics because readers text isn't bold so mom and dad will be easy to spot)

Mom's text ,dad's text , reader text , npc/background character text

As you walk with Itto along the beach. "Umm... Y/n I know it's a bit out of character for me to be quiet but I LIKE YOU nah I LOVE YA” you stoped in your tracks and look at him “You Arataki Itto like me?” “Yeah of course I like ya I mean who wouldn’t? Your a kind a sweet person and a overall great person to be around...” you look over to his blushing face “Sooo do you accept?” "Yeah..I do" you smile at him and he smiles back "WOAH" you yell as Itto spins you around "IM SO HAPPY" "I am too" you take his face in your hands and kiss him

*after a few months*

You couldn't be happier! Itto was such a sweetie and gentleman though not a lot... But he was the light of your life "Father I'm home!" You yell as you open the door "Ah Y/n come in I me and your mother wants to talk about something" he says to you in a serious voice that kind of worries you sit down on the table "What's wrong? You and Mother don't usually talk to me in such a serious manner.." your mother sighs with a pitying look on her face "..Uhh darling we trust and support you of course you know this but... F/n help me!" She whispers at her husband to help her "Oh Y/n we know you love that... Well 'boyfriend' of yours but don t you think it's time for you to stop joking and just choose one of the suitors we have chosen for you" you look at him with a shocked look on your face as it slowly crumbs into a look of anger "THIS AGAIN!" You yell but take a deep breath to calm yourself "I have said this a million times mother. Father. Arataki Itto is my boyfriend no I'm not playing I'm not joking I like him why is that so hard for you to understand..." You say with a sad look on your face your mother returns it "Darling he's an oni he's a literal monster who knows what he could do to you!" You look at your father thinking like a fool like he would back you up

"Y/n...A monster could never love a human." Eyes tearing up you stand up ignoring your parents pleas as you start walking out of the room of your estate to the forest to your tiny cottage you start to hear it all the people whispering about Itto and you "Why would such a wealthy and beautiful person date such a thing?" "Well he's probably black mailing them I mean who would willingly date an oni?!" Your fist curls up in anger then it hits you Itto and you have a little date at your cottage as your 10th month anniversary of dating god it has been close to a year.. you smile you can't wait

"Hey babe" he has such a wide smile on his face "Itto come in!" You move a little out of the door frame to let the oni in your house "Here I saw these and just knew I had to get them!" You take the flower out of his hands smiling "Thanks hon" you kiss him "Take a seat" of course Itto complyed after all looking at the delicious food you made how could he resist? After a while of happy chatting talking about your week Itto starts to look drowsy "Ohh Honey are you tired?" But when you stand up to touch his cheek he's already fast asleep you smile as it already worked so quickly

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Itto wakes up in ropes he can't seem to move "Huh hun! Are you okay? I can't move" he darts his eyes across the seemingly dark and empty room the warm and sweet atmosphere from before changed "Oh! You're awake and by the looks of it the medicine worked better than I thought." You look at him "Y/n what are you talking about.." he starts to get scared and kind of worried of what happened to your happy demeanor that changed into one an obsessed yandere would have from those books you would rant to him about "Oh..No nickname? What did I do wrong? I just protected you from the cruel cruel society we live in." You state with a smile walking towards him leaning down to touch his cheek "After all they said a monster can't possibly love a human." His eyes start to widen realizing this wasn't the Y/n he fell so deeply in love with as the thunder after the lighting from outside calling out to him and you, you didn't realize in this situation you had become the monster.

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Hey y'all so I edited this so if you read it before the changes and saw the changes.. um sorry?

#angst #genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #genshin angst #genshin impact x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x female reader #genshin impact x f reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact x reader #genshin fluff #arataki itto genshin #itto x you #arataki itto #itto imagines #genshin impact x gn reader #genshin impact x male reader #genshin impact x m reader #itto x fem!reader #itto x male reader #itto x gender neutral reader

[acciotherapists]

The Throne Room

Loki x Reader

Summary: Loki introduces you to his parents and things don't go as planned

Warnings: Smut (alternate ending), angst (Odin is an asshole), fluff, Jotun Loki, 18+, reader has a bad dating history, abusive past (nothing in explicit detail but it is mentioned)

*If I've missed anything please let me know*

NSFW under cut

Loki’s hand gently pushed my hair out of my face as we waited for the door to the throne room to open. I took several slow, deep breaths to calm my nerves as Loki did his best to soothe the worries clouding my mind.

“They’ll love you, darling. Just as I do.”

I smiled, pressing my face into his hand as the guard informed us the king and queen were ready for us. I nodded and Loki removed his hand from my face, dropping it to my lower back as the doors opened.

“Welcome back,” an older man greeted as the woman beside him smiled kindly.

“Mother, father, this is Y/n, the woman I told you about,” Loki introduced before turning to me. “Y/n, this is my father, Odin, and my mother, Frigga. King and Queen of Asgard.”

The man nodded in greeting, though his face remained mostly expressionless apart from the strange twisting of his mouth as he pursed his lips. The woman smiled warmly, descending from the throne and engulfing me in a warm embrace. I breathed a sigh of relief before returning the hug. She pulled away and Loki squeezed my hand before turning to his father, who still hadn’t said a word. He cleared his throat before finally speaking.

“This is who you’ve chosen? This?” He looked back and forth between Loki and I, his expression holding nothing but disdain.

“Father,-” Loki began but I stopped him, my voice shaking as I spoke, trying to steady myself.

“I-I know I’m not what you expected, your majesty… but-.”

“I wasn’t talking to you, child,” Odin interrupted. “Honestly, of the two of my sons you’ve chosen Loki?”

My eyes widened as he spoke, realizing what he meant.

“Excuse me?” I hissed. The queen looked down, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the room. I imagined this must’ve been a difficult position for her to be in, stuck between her son and her husband, but I refused to let Loki be spoken about this way.

“How dare you!” the king exclaimed.

“No, how dare you!” I spat as he stood up, trying to intimidate me but I held my ground. “He’s your son!”

He scoffed, his gaze falling on Loki. “You really haven’t told her?”

Loki glared at his father, who returned the gaze with a sickening smile.

“He’s a monster, my dear. You’re far better suited for my other son, Thor.”

I scoffed, laughing at his stupidity, before regaining my composure. “Go to hell,” I spat.

“Tell her, Loki. Tell her what you are.”

“I know what he is!” I hissed. “But more importantly know who he is! It’s clear to me he got his kindness from his mother and not from you! Have you ever even seen his Jotun form?”

Silence.

“Well, I have,” I continued. “And he’s beautiful. I feel sorry for you that you’ve lived with him his whole life and have never cared to see him as he is.”

“I found him as a Jotun child!” he spat. “I saved him from the frozen rock!”

“And you’ve hidden his true form since then! You’ve never bothered to ask him how he feels about any of it!” I yelled.

“I truly had such high hopes for you,” Odin said, changing the subject. “You could’ve ruled this realm.”

“She will rule it,” Loki hissed. “Side by side with me.”

Odin scoffed. “Don’t tell me you’ve brought her here under the impression she will be your queen.” He turned to me. “Oh, my dear. It appears he’s lied to you. He’s not in line for the throne, nor has he ever been. If your interest is in being queen, you’re far better suited for Thor.”

“Fuck you!” I hissed before turning to Loki.

“Y/n, I-,” Loki began but I stopped him.

“We’re going to talk about the lying, but you…” I turned back to Odin. “You have no right to speak about him that way. No wonder he feels he has to lie! All you’ve ever done is make him feel like he would never be worthy of anything! I feel sorry for you! It must be a very lonely life when your only purpose is making your son feel like shit!”

“My purpose is making sure my kingdom is safe and provided for! My eldest son, Thor, has proven he can handle these matters where Loki cannot. I’m sure he could provide for you as well.”

“Are you serious?” I scoffed.

“All I’m saying, child, is you could rule Asgard… be queen at his side.”

“Go to hell,” I spat.”

Odin sat back, a small smile playing over his lips as he said the last thing I ever expected him to say: “Right answer.”

“What?”

“Darling, I’m so sorry,” Loki whispered, taking my hands in his. “This was necessary and I had no choice.”

“Loki, what the hell is going on?” I asked.

“I’m sorry, my love… when I told my father I was bringing home a woman who wasn’t royalty, he…”

“He thought I was a gold digger,” I finished.

“No, that’s not what I meant!” Loki rushed to explain. “He just… needed to make sure you were in it for the right reasons… and I suppose I did too.”

“So you lied to me,” I said.

“No… Thor doesn’t want the throne and the responsibility has fallen to me but-.”

“I don’t care about the throne, Loki! I never cared about the throne! All I wanted was you and if being queen was the price I had to pay then so be it! But I never wanted it!” I looked to Frigga. “I mean no disrespect, your majesty, but I’m not cut out to be queen.” I turned back to Loki. “All I wanted was you.”

“Was?” he murmured, his eyes searching mine.

“You know how I feel about lying… you knew what happened before and… I told you I couldn’t do the lying. I won’t do that again, Loki.”

“It was just a little white lie, darling.”

“That’s how it starts, Loki! A white lie here, a mistake there, a promise it’ll never happen again, until next thing you know you’re in the hospital telling the doctor’s you just fell and everything’s fine!” I spat.

His eyes widened in realization as he pulled me closer. “Darling, I’m so sorry… I had no choice. It was the only way.”

“I won’t go through that again,” I murmured into his chest.

“You never have to go through that again, my love. I’m so sorry… I had no choice. I promise you I will never hurt you like that.”

“My dear,” Frigga interrupted. “If I may… Loki hasn’t stopped talking about you since the two of you met. I’ve never seen such passion in the way he talks about anyone or anything than when he talks about you. He tried to convince my husband not to go through with this but he insisted.” She glared at Odin as she spoke and he rolled his eyes. “I’m so sorry for everything you’ve been through, dear, but you are safe here… and we would be honored to have you as our queen.”

Loki pulled back slightly, holding my face in his hands as he wiped my tears with his thumbs. “Please forgive me, sweet girl,” he whispered, pressing his lips to my forehead.

“Don’t ever do that to me again, Loki,” I replied. “I was ready to throw hands with your father!” I exclaimed. “I sort of wanted your parents to like me.”

He chuckled as I spoke. “They love you, darling, as do I.”

Alternate Ending

*Smut*

“Tell her, Loki. Tell her what you are.”

“I know what he is!” I hissed. “But more importantly know who he is! It’s clear to me he got his kindness from his mother and not from you! Have you ever even seen his Jotun form?”

Silence.

“Well, I have,” I continued. “And he’s beautiful. I feel sorry for you that you’ve lived with him his whole life and have never cared to see him as he is.”

“I found him as a Jotun child!” he spat. “I saved him from the frozen rock!”

“And you’ve hidden his true form since then! You’ve never bothered to ask him how he feels about any of it!” I yelled before turning to Loki, taking his hand in mine. “We’re leaving.”

I pulled him out of the throne room and down the hall, ignoring Odin’s protests. A small smile spread across my face as I heard Frigga silencing Odin before the doors slammed closed. I pulled him into a nearby hallway, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“I’m so sorry, Loki,” I whispered, burying my face in his chest.

“No, my darling, you have nothing to be sorry for. That’s just the way he is… the way he’s always been.”

“That doesn’t mean it’s okay, Loki,” I murmured, leading him to the guest room I was staying in. “How long before your parents leave the throne room?”

“Maybe a few hours… why?”

I smirked, pressing my lips to his cheek. “You’ll see.”

****

I led Loki down a dark hallway, several guards nodding as we passed, but not paying much attention to us otherwise. We reached the unguarded throne room and I pushed the doors open.

“What are we doing here, darling?” Loki asked as I pulled him forward.

“You’ll see,” I replied as we reached the throne. “Have a seat, baby.”

He looked confused but obliged nonetheless, taking a seat on the throne that would soon be his as Thor had renounced his claim to the throne, leaving the burden to Loki. I slowly slipped off the cloak I’d been wearing, revealing green, lacy lingerie. He licked his lips as I straddled him, his eyes moving up and down my body, trailing along every inch of exposed skin through the sheer fabric. 

“What are you doing, little minx?” he asked.

“No one talks about my Loki like that,” I hissed. “I’m going to fuck you on Odin’s throne. I want to ride your cock until all of Asgard hears you screaming for me.”

Loki’s eyes widened and he gripped my hips tighter, his cock growing hard beneath me as I began slowly grinding against him.

“You like that idea, my handsome boy?” I asked, slowing my movements. “You like the idea of the guards hearing us, telling Odin what we’ve done in here?”

“Yes, my queen,” he whimpered. “Such a naughty boy, aren’t you?” I chuckled before ordering him to take off his clothes, which he quickly magicked away. His bare cock pressed into me as his clothes disintegrated beneath me. He hissed at the contact, his fingertips digging into my skin.

“Want me to sit on your pretty cock, baby?” 

He nodded, looking down at my breasts, barely covered by the lacy fabric.

“Go ahead, love. Take them out,” I said. He wasted no time in undoing the bra, being careful not to rip the fabric.

“Want to see you in this again,” he mumbled, tossing it to the floor before running his hands along my collarbone and down to my breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples.

“Can I suck on them?” he murmured and I nodded, guiding his head to my hard nipples. He began running his tongue over my left nipple, his hand squeezing my right one. I moaned as his hot tongue flicked over the nipple before moving to the other, giving it the same attention.

“So perfect,” he whispered before continuing to suck. His cock was twitching beneath me and I knew he desperately needed release but as I tried to slip my underwear to the side with his cock, he stopped me.

“No, let me taste you first,” he whimpered. “Please.”

How could I deny him when he asked like that? I nodded and he lifted me up, turning us around, before placing me on the throne and kneeling in front of me, quickly slipping my underwear off.

He licked a long strip up my slit before circling my clit with his tongue.

“Oh, fuck, Loki,” I moaned, grabbing his hair.

He growled as I tugged on his hair and dived into my dripping cunt, happily sucking everything I had to offer him. It wasn’t long before I felt my orgasm approaching, his skilled silver tongue working wonders on my aching clit. He moved his tongue down, slipping inside my hole and I clenched around it. He chuckled darkly as he thrusted in and out of me with his tongue before sliding back to my clit. “That’s right, darling. Let go for me,” he murmured before returning his warm tongue to my clit. I moaned loudly, screaming his name as I came on his tongue. 

“So beautiful,” he whispered, before picking me up. “Still think you can ride my cock, sweet girl?”

“Sit down and find out,” I retorted, smirking as he sunk into the throne and I slipped his cock inside me. He groaned as his cock entered my cunt, stretching around him.

I slowly began moving and he grabbed my hips, more to steady himself than to control my movements. I gripped his shoulders and began moving faster, moaning his name, before a thought occurred to me.

“Baby,” I began, slowing my movements. “I-I need your Jotun cock… want you to fuck me in your true form,” I said in between moans as his cock hit beautiful places inside me.

He furrowed his brows and I could see a few tears forming in his eyes. “You want me like that?”

“Yes, Loki. I want Odin to know you fucked me in this beautfiul form. I want all of Asgard to hear how a Frost Giant fucks his queen.”

His cock twitched at that and suddenly I felt his skin grow cold. I looked down, seeing his skin turning blue as the familiar markings formed along his skin. He’d shown me this form before but I’d never asked for him to take me this way and the thought excited me. His cock grew cold inside me and I whimpered at the feeling.

I ran my fingers across the markings along his arm, gently touching the raised skin.

“Please, Y/n,” he whimpered. “You have no idea how amazing your cunt feels right now… so warm.”

Instantly I understood. The sensation of his cool skin hitting mine felt amazing but for him the sensation was entirely different. His body was used to the cold, needed it to survive, and the feeling of warm skin against his was a heightened sensation for him. I knew he wouldn’t last long as I began riding him, gripping his hair with one hand, holding his shoulder with the other. 

“Yes, Y/n!” he moaned as I tugged on his hair.

“Fuck, baby… I’m gonna cum,” he whimpered. 

“Go ahead, baby. Cum inside me.”

He brought a cold hand down to my clit and began rubbing, bringing me closer to my orgasm as his cock twitched inside me. I could see him holding back, trying to bring me to my orgasm first.

“So good for me,” he murmured. “Such a good girl. Cum for me darling. I need you to cum for me.”

The praise sent me over the edge, my body spasming as the orgasm washed over me just as his cold cum shot into me, coating my walls. I collapsed onto his chest and he wrapped his arms around me.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too, Loki.”

Suddenly the doors burst open and Loki magicked a blanket around us as his cock began to soften inside me.

“What is the meaning of this?” Odin’s voice boomed through the throne room.

“Thought I’d introduce my queen to where she’ll be sitting,” Loki answered.

“What are you… why are you…” Odin sputtered, looking at Loki.

“I told you he was beautiful in this form,” I interrupted. The glare on Odin’s face was priceless and I chuckled as the door slammed and Odin left, though not without booming an order: “clean off that throne and return to your rooms!”

#loki of asgard #loki x y/n #loki laufeyson #lokixreader #loki odinson #loki friggason #loki x reader #loki smut #smut #jotun loki #loki of jotunheim #smutty

[indecisive-dizzy]

Do you have any more Eddie dear headcanons you wanna share?

Im sorry for being annoying about him, I don’t get to talk about welcome home a lot so when I do I get really excited :>

No you're so good! I will always take the opportunity to talk about my favorite goober :D

First, Eddie sews! Can't remember how canon this is, I could be tricking myself haha. But I think Eddie has so many little hobbies and sewing is one of them!

He makes all sorts of things: New ties, shirts, dresses, etc! For himself and for his friends!

He and Poppy make sweaters and scarves for everyone together during winter :)

I also like to think he's made Frank a bowtie and/or vest as a gift,, sigh what a loving husband

Speaking of Frank, Eddie uses so many pet names for his husband. Darling, love, sweetie/sweetheart, sugar, puddin', bug, honey/hun, pumpkin. just so many southern petnames

Another hobby of his is obviously crafts, but he really likes origami! It's fun/relaxing and keeps his hands busy when things are slow. Also he can make gifts! A win win!

cough is also helps with his fine motor skills, hand eye coordination struggle is real cough

This man is so autistic adhd to me. His forgetfulness and clumsiness is all part of it. As someone with audhd I can't walk anywhere without getting a bruise from running into things lol. So I'm projecting a bit haha

Mail is his hyperfixation. Eddie can tell you everything and anything about mail/postal history, including stamps. Point to a stamp in his collection he can tell you the year it was made, where, and who. Plus anything else he may know about it.

He loves thriller novels and dramas. And sappy romance novels. He's probably read Frankenstein and Dracula a bunch of times. And he would absolutely read Twilight. Dunno if he'd like it, but he would read it lol

my gen z youth is showing,, idk when vhs was the most common/around but Eddie would have a vhs collection. He'd have the og Frankenstein on vhs and would treasure it. Again, my time is off so just pretend

Also if it's not obvious, Frankenstein is his favorite classic monster story. He feels for the Monster bc Eddie thinks he's so misunderstood. Honestly he probably relates a bit. Also makes a banger costume lol

Eddie would do drag more if he had the time, I think. (Also if the times were more accepting cough-) He likes to feel pretty!

cough I have so many he/she Eddie thoughts but that's another post for another day

Very uncomfortable around bugs/insects but has come to terms with butterflies after spending so much time with Frank.

Similar note, Eddie would never hurt a bug (on purpose) he just calls Frank to safely relocate it. He may not like them, but he meant it when he said he'd never hurt a fly!

Oh I could keep going but I fear I'll dive into au territory lol. I have a habit of updating technology/times/etc with fandoms that take place before the 2000s yikes

#Thx for the ask!! #neon child #You are not a bother I love talking about eddie #I hyperfixate on characters more than anything so Eddie brain rot is real and won't leave me alone #i have more thoughts but these are what I got for now haha! #i also have family headcanons but again another post another day sigh #spolier alert! he the youngest of three! #cough Anyway im in the car so sorry this took a bit to get to! #im going to look at sheds hehe #or as i like to call them: cheap tiny homes ✨ #oh i realized i don't have an ask tag #uuuhh #dizztalkstoomuch #yeah i like that we'll do that #welcome home #eddie dear #headcanon #headcanon asks #welcome home puppet show #ive tried to proof read this like 5 times #so if there's any typos just #ignore them lol srry

[ariadnekurosaki]

Asking about enough of your WIPs that this probably is some form of cheating at the ask game, BUT: - I still think about Ghost AU! How is it going? Any recent ideas or headcanons to come out of it you're excited about?

- Dragon's Bride? Do dragons get married? I mean, evidently so and even that briefest of descriptions sounds very cool, but what can you share about it? I'm really curious!

- I'm also curious about Miko Sequel since it's not marked with an asterisk and I'm also blanking on a story of yours with a a miko in it. Is the prequel to the sequel published and I've just missed it? Dying of curiosity here too.

I'm pretty sure most of the rules in this tag/wip game are the ones I'm supposed to be following...

Ghost AU: I still think about this AU too (and I'm flattered that you remember it, considering it's been two years since I posted anything about it). Unfortunately it isn't going because I keep trying to pants it instead of writing a proper outline, and then I go chasing after the next, oh, 50 ideas that pop into my brain.

But I'm not ready to kill my darling and say I won't write it, because I love the idea of ghostly socialite Rukia and modern office worker Ichigo being roommates. I did decide that Rukia died at the hands of someone who should have protected her, and part of the reason she's a ghost is that she can't accept what happened or why they did it.

The Dragon's Bride: Well this dragon gets married, anyway. This is another Ari Special: historical fantasy that draws a beat from Eros and Psyche and a teaspoon of inspiration from Spirited Away, features a protective monster, and comes with a meet overwhelm. It's around ~6800 words at the moment but will probably end up being, oh, three or four times that, knowing me.

A quick summary: Rukia's father, the emperor, has arranged her marriage to the prince of a neighboring kingdom. When the prince arrives, with a pretty face and a heart full of greed and lust, Rukia prays to her late sister for intervention.

Rukia and her would-be husband arrive at the shrine for their wedding, but the Great Dragon of the Black Sun interrupts the nuptials, claiming Rukia as his bride thanks to a promise her father made years ago. Forced to choose between a prince and a monster, Rukia chooses the dragon.

Miko Sequel: A member of the IR server put the idea in my head of a sequel to The Miko of the Forest Shrine, one of my earlier efforts. If you haven't read it I won't share too much to spoil it, but the original features Rukia as the caretaker of a rural shrine in ancient Japan and Ichigo as a kitsune. It was inspired by this edit.

Anyway the sequel takes place quite a number of years later, going into how things have changed for the shrine maiden and the kitsune since their first meeting.

#ichiruki #ari answers stuff #fic preview #vaegtersang

[gaitwae]

I also have non-sentence prompts too:

Reader pampers Loki after he has had a rough mission

summary: above!

Warnings/notes: pre-established relationship, mention of fire and horses

“There we go,” your voice soothed as you helped your husband into his ice bath. Loki’s burn was rather ugly, and his leg was torn up from all sorts of fires and magical heats that he hadn’t expected during the last mission.

It had been a quick fight — one flaming horse had trampled through the boroughs of New York City, whinnying and stomping about. Many fires had been started. Strange had been in charge of putting them out while he had been in charge of breaking in the horse.

That foal had not been bombproofed. 

It wouldn’t have ever let anyone ride it, and it certainly wouldn’t have won any show.

It was easily spooked. It was angry. It hated being ridden; it hated magic; it hated Loki riding it while he used magic. It was just a recipe for disaster, and he spent the entire time waiting for it to be over just so he could go home to you.

He hissed as his skin made contact with the cooling liquid that was supposed to help him recover. “Being mortal isn’t nearly as fun as it’s cracked up to be.”

“I told you I should have been Asgardian.” You laughed and kissed his head. “You did great today.”

He groaned as he felt your fingers massage his scalp. “Darling, I fought a fire monster next to Stephen Strange! Do you think that was smart of me?”

“I’d rather it be you and Strange than just you.” You deepened your touch. “I really can’t tell you how long I’ve stopped worrying when I see your progress on the news. I only start worrying when there’s less coverage.”

The more news there was, the less importance the story actually had. Y/N was only ever fretful when you heard evacuation notices and saw the TV glitch out. On those days, you gave him what for when he came home. Loki didn’t blame you — he would have done the same if he had not been fighting the threats on the front lines. 

“You mean because that J. Jonas Jameson really loves making fools out of mutants and supers?” he scoffed. He rested his shoulders against your chest. “That’s endearing. You know, I should retire. I love spending time with you when I don’t have to worry about aliens and monsters attacking our neighborhood.”

“You’d be a wreck without having some higher calling, babe, you know it.” You gently removed him. He sighed with disappointment. “Should I get the aloe mask out yet or do you want to go straight to the manicure first?”

Loki heaved a sigh. “The mask, preferably. I wasn’t done feeling your fingers in my hair.” His eyes glittered. You laughed. 

“You said you were going to cut it, didn’t you?”

“I changed my mind. I like fighting with a ponytail.” He grinned, sat up, then winced. “I feel stylish. With dashing Strange, I always feel one step behind. How can I impress you without copying his goatee?”

“I married you, not Strange,” you teased, bringing the mask over. “So there. My opinion matters most.” You kissed his lips and then set the mask over his face. 

“I am ever-so-grateful that you did.” He kissed back, not ready to let you go. “I like the thrill of aging. It makes my life feel more meaningful.”

You moved away, going into the next room where he could still see you. You prepped the necessary accessories to his pampering. “But we’re still together forever, right?”

“As long as you treat me like the king I am!” he joked.

You laughed harder at that. He melted at the sound — after so many years, he still loved it. “I would never think of such a thing. Now, I’m getting ointment for your burns, okay, babe?”

Loki sighed. “I really do love you…”

“Oh, I know. I had to rein you in the hard way, remember?”

“You hardly did any of the hard work. I wooed you,” he insisted. He scrunched his nose up. “I still have the memory of a god, for whatever that’s worth.”

“Thousands of years in your brain isn’t too reliable, honey.” You walked back with ointment and more fun things. You sat down beside him, gingerly taking his leg. You began to rub in the ointment while he threw his head back in pain briefly. “Maybe you should just believe me.” You smirked. 

“Why should I do that? You’ll make me sound like a damsel in distress.” He chuckled. “I do care about reputation.”

“I can change it in an instant.” You winked. 

“You tease!”

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[welcomefortune]

I finally finished my Larycent playlist because these two make me feral.

Tongues & Teeth

Oh, I will ruin you. It's a habit. I can't help it. I know that you mean so well but I am not a vessel for your good intent. I will only break your pretty things. I will only wring you dry of everything. And if you're fine with that, I will poison all your happy thoughts. I will love you like the ashes in my cigarette box.

The Fruits

My love, are you the devil? ... My love, you're something special, I've never met someone like you. You'd make me fall from heaven but I know just what I do. "Devil," you call me but seems to be enjoying the fruits of my labour that came to me too young when he stole my virtue. I'm glad it seems to serve you that I was born a daughter and not a son for if I'm going down I guess I'll take you with me. Screaming birds sound an awful lot like singing and I will tell you now that I'm not even singing there's no escape for some least of all for me. I feel your lips kissing my feet, but even so.

Don't Blame Me

Halo, hiding my obsession. I once was poison ivy, but now I'm your daisy. And baby, for you, I would fall from grace.

Fly On The Wall

Don't you wish that you could see me every second of the day? That way you could have no doubt that baby I would never stray. Don't you wish that you could be a fly on the wall? A creepy little, sneaky little fly on the way. All my precious secrets, yeah, you know them all.

Curses

Every word I say is kindling, but the smoke clears when you're around. Won't you stay with me, my darling, when my walls start burning down? This house says my name like an elegy, echoing where my ghosts all used to be. There's still cobwebs in the corners and the backyard's full of bones.

Pomegranate Seeds

I get what I want, one way or another. I'll own your heart and soul, my lover, six feet under. Kore, kore, fauna and flora, how did you get your throne? You made a deal, traded daffodils for a kingdom of ash and bone.

Criminal

He is a villain by the devil's law. He is a killer just for fun. That man's a snitch and unpredictable. He's got no conscience, he's got none.

Partners in Crime

If the heat comes close enough to burn then we're burning this place to the ground cause you'll never take us alive. We swore that death will do us part, they'll call our crimes a work of art. We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners in crime.

Poison & Wine

You only know what I want you to. I know everything you don't want me to. Your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine. You think your dreams are the same as mine.

Ivy

I wish to know the fatal flaw that makes you want to be magnificently cursed. He's in the room, your opal eyes are all I wish to see. He wants what's only yours. Oh, goddamn. My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand. Taking mine, but it's been promised to another. ... He's gonna burn this house to the ground. How's one to know? I'd live and die for moments that we stole on begged and borrowed time so tell me to run or dare to sit and watch what we'll become and drink my husband's wine.

After Everything I've Done For You (That You Didn't Ask For)

What's that look on your face? You're horrified. You think I'm a monster. For doing your dirty work. You think love is stainless and pure but beneath all the fantasy there's filth and there's gore.

Green Green Dress

Deep, dark velvet hugs your silhouette, black silk stockings, you're my Juliet, soft, long hair, baby, beautiful eyes cool me down before I jump into your thighs. The green, green dress 20 buttons and a strap, the green, green dress what a pleasure to unwrap green dress, oh, what it can do what the green, green dress does to me on you me on you.

Good Girls Go Bad

I know your type, you're daddy's little girl. Just a take a bite let me shake up your world cause just one night couldn't be so wrong. I'm gonna make you lose control. ... Boy you're dangerous. You're that guy I'd be stupid to trust, but just one night couldn't be so wrong.

#larycent #hotd #larys strong #alicent hightower

[your-yandere-darling]

“I Can’t Lose You, I Won’t Lose You” | Klaus x Amber

《Here’s an idea that’s been in my head for a while now :3》

✎Self Indulgent

✎Tagging: @undeaddfelix @fluffytimearts @anonsleap @prettyemofashionistahours @ann-yeah @kingsis

✎Trigger Warning: Slight yandere, obsessive behavior, yandere with a willing darling

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Three days.

It’s been three days since Amber’s death.

Most people would plan a funeral or mourn the death of their spouse.

Not Klaus.

Klaus isn’t ready to lose his beloved wife.

Not now.

Not ever.

And he plans on making sure he won’t lose Amber ever again.

Lying unresponsive on top of his operating table is Amber’s corpse, Klaus sitting in front of another table scanning a bunch of papers scattered all over the table. His hair is a mess, there’s a bunch of empty coffee cups on the table, and there’s obvious bags under his eyes. Ever since those damned monster hunters killed his selkie wife, he’s been trying everything he could to bring them back to life.

The first thing he tried was to turn them into a vampire, but that didn’t work; they’re still unconscious and the only difference is the bite mark on their neck. These past few days, Klaus has been trying a few different experiments in hopes it’ll work. Since Amber’s a selkie- technically a merfolk, would the heart or blood of another merfolk bring them back? He would find another selkie but he couldn’t on such short notice, but hopefully it’ll be fine…?

Klaus groans as he slams his head on the desk in frustration. No, it’s stupid to think it would’ve worked. He should’ve studied necromancy instead. Well, it’s too late now. The surgery is done and the only thing he can do is travel to the library and find spell books on necromancy. But he doesn’t want to leave his beloved Amber…

Klaus perks up when he hears someone. ‘Is…Is that…?’ He spins around to face them.

Amber groans in pain as they try to sit up, finally regaining their consciousness. They quickly lay back down and clutch their sides, hissing in pain. They look…different. Very different…

Sure, Amber’s still the short, curvy, and slightly chubby selkie he knew, but that Amber looked entirely human. This Amber still has their long-ish dark purple hair in the pixie cut with shaved sides and dark brown hair in the roots. Now they have teal colored scales which are on some bits of their face, arms, legs, and body which fade from scales to skin like a gradient. They have fins on their ears, two on the side of their arms and legs, and three on their back. They have glowing gold eyes, a glowing anglerfish lure hanging in front of their face which is attached at the top of their head, claws instead of nails, webbed hands and feet, fangs, a short fish-like tail attached to their lower back like a sea monster, and they wear a light cyan, thin, fabric cardigan which has a shiny scale design on it if the light hits it just right. In this form, they don’t have a fish tail but rather legs, though they still look merfolk-like anyways.

Klaus lets out a gasp and stares at them in shock. “A-Amber…?”

Amber looks over and perks up upon seeing their husband, beginning to smile slightly. “K-Klaus…?”

“AMBER!!!” Klaus rushes up to the table, placing his hands on their shoulder and waist. “You-You’re alive!! Y-You’re really here!! I-I-” He pulls them into a tight yet comfortable embrace, tears streaming down his cheeks. “I’m so glad you’re back…!”

“Ack- c-careful luv.” Amber chuckles, gently wrapping their arms around him, careful not to press on one of their wounds.

“Oh! Shit…I-I’m so sorry!” Klaus loosens his grip yet doesn’t yet go.

���It’s alright, luv.” Amber smiles lovingly at him. “Wh-What happened…?”

He pulls away to face them. “W-Well…Some monster hunters attacked us, and…a-and they…” Klaus sighs before continuing. “They killed you. Two of them shot you in the stomach. I-I thought I was going to lose you, I…I did everything I could to bring you back.”

“I…died…?” Amber thinks to themselves for a moment. “That…That makes a lot of sense…” They look into his eyes. “Thank you for saving me, love…”

“A-Ah, yes. B-But, th-there is a slight…problem…” Klaus squeaks out nervously.

Amber’s face drops with anxiousness. “What problem…?”

“W-Well…” Klaus walks over to his desk and grabs a mirror, slowly approaching Amber with the mirror facing away from them. “Aheh, I-I don’t actually know how this happened myself, b-but… Y-You’re…not entirely “human-looking” anymore…” He holds up the mirror, showing them their new appearance.

Amber gasps upon seeing their new inhuman appearance, inspecting every detail with a shocked look. “Wh-What the…”

“I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m so so sorry-” Klaus quickly apologies.

“Klaus, wait! Don’t worry.” Amber quickly reassures. They stand up and walk over to a full-length mirror, Klaus nervously following behind them. “Whoa…” They mutter as they inspect more of their new appearance.

“W-Wait…” Amber gasps upon realization. “M-My coat! Wh-Where’s my coat!?” They begin to panic.

“D-Don’t worry, my selkie! That cardigan you’re wearing is your coat! It changed one day, I saw it.” Klaus explains, hoping to calm down his husband.

“H-Huh? B-But how? Why?” Amber looks into the mirror. “What am I?”

Klaus hums, thinking to himself, before walking up to them. He places a hand on their waist and the other on their arm, pulling them close to him as he inspects the new scales and fins attached to them. He hums then lets go of them, switching sides to inspect their face, putting his hand back on their waist and his other hand cupping their cheek. Amber nervously stands in silence, letting him do his thing with a red face.

Klaus hums again and lets go of them, glancing at their cardigan and thinking deeply to himself. “Hmm…I’d say you’re a hybrid between three monsters. A merfolk, which appears to be an anglerfish; a selkie, which seemed to mix with your merfolk genes; and a vampire, probably because I bit you…”

“You bit me?” Amber asks him.

“I hoped it would’ve been enough to bring you back, but you didn’t wake up…” Klaus drops his head at the memory, frowning.

“Hey…” Amber cups his cheek, smiling at him. “I’m here now and there’s nothing for you to worry about now. I’m here and I’m alright.” They say in a soft tone.

“But you’re not human anymore… Well- human-looking.”

“But I’m still me, right?”

“Well, yes, but aren’t you unhappy with how you look?”

“You’re a shapeshifter because you’re a vampire, right?” Klaus nods. “Then I’m perfectly happy like this.” Amber smiles lovingly at him.

Klaus smiles, letting out a sigh and leaning into their touch, his shoulders relaxing. “I’m glad…~ I was worried you’d be upset and hate me…”

“No, honey… I could never hate you.” Amber cups his other cheek with her hand as well before pulling him down to give him a soft kiss on the forehead. “You’re too cute for me to ever hate you…”

Klaus giggles softly before pulling them into a tight hug. “Aww, I’m glad~!!”

“Ahh! K-Klaus!” Amber yelps in pain.

Klaus immediately lets them go. “Oh! I’m so sorry! I forgot you still need to heal-”

“It’s okay!” Amber chuckles. They glance away before asking, “Hey, do you know how I became a merfolk?”

“I believe it’s the merfolk heart I placed inside your body.” Klaus recalls.

“Wait what-”

“Oh! Well, you see…I thought because you were a selkie, I could replace your heart with that of a merfolk to bring you back. Now you have a new heart and your old one is in my fridge!” Klaus explains.

“Ooh okay.” Amber nods.

“Here, let me just-” He picks them up bridal style and walks into their shared room, setting them down on the bed. “Let me get you some pain killers and soup; and anything else you may need! Don’t worry meine liebling, I’ll take good care of you while you recover~!!”

“Thank you, luv…” Amber smiles at their husband, snuggling into bed.

“Of course, luv~!” Klaus leans down and gives them a quick kiss before hurrying over to the door. “I’ll be back, my darling, with your favorite soup and unlimited cuddles~!!”

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#amber's writing #amber's self indulgent works #klaus aka amber's husband <3 #oc x oc #oc x self insert #yandere oc #yandere writing #tw yandere #tw obsessive behavior

[benossummongirlii]

Your Stupid | Jareth x Reader | Stranger Things x Labyrinth

This story had a different plot to it, but this will do hopefully <3

Summary: You and the party is involved with the upside down again. Your trapped in the mall and panicking. Luckily, your husband makes an entrance.

Warnings: Language, mentions of monsters

I wrote a story, but it got deleted before I could publish it. Hopefully this will replace it and be as similar as possible.

You, the party and the older teens were back into the upside down bullshit, again. Honestly, you were sick of this. You had your own things to be worrying about right now.

Your husband was probably having a panic attack, starting a riot and war looking for you. You were married to Jareth the goblin king. You had previously been wished away by your brother, Eddie. But you built a relationship with Jareth in those thirteen hours. Eddie had got you back, but you wished to be with the goblin king. You could come to see Eddie and your uncle too. It was everything you could dream of.

Until this disaster struck. You didn't tell Jareth where you had gone, so he was looking for you everywhere. You were panicking too. I mean, would you be if you knew you and your friends could die in the hands of a monster?

You guys got ready for any dangers as you watched Nancy cock her gun. You were feeling really scared as you thought that you may never see you family again. Jareth again. Your friends didn't know that you were married, let alone to the goblin king. They thought he was just a book character.

"Your gonna kill him, aren't you." You heard Max talking to Nancy.

"It's just a precaution, okay." Nancy replied, looking nervous.

It had been at least an hour after the cabin situation. Since that thing almost killed El. You were zoning out, fearing the possibilities of death in your head. A rolling noise snapped you out of your trance.

You all looked up at the noise, thinking it was a creature from the upside down, but no. It was a glass sphere? No, it wasn't that. A broken light bulb? No, definitely not. Wait... could that be-

"Uh guys what the hell is that?" Steve asked.

"It's a crystal." You answered the confused guy. They were all still confused, while you were relived. Before anyone could reply, it turned into someone, a handsome man. Your husband.

"JARETH!" You yelled as you hugged him tightly, him doing the same.

"Oh my god, you scared me so much love." He says, letting go and looking for marks on your face. Everyone behind you looked at each other, being confused as ever.

"Wait, he kinda looks like the description of that king in the goblin book." Dustin spoke up.

"Oh yeah, that's me." Jareth replied, seeming too nonchalant.

Everyone let out a "WHAT?!" as you facepalmed your hand.

"Were literally married, guys." You said, acting like it was the most obvious thing ever. They all gasp in shock.

"Whatthe howthe whenthe-" You heard from Lucas.

"Y/n honey, can I talk with you?" Jareth asked you. You nodded and followed him to somewhere private. While walking away you heard them talk about how Jareth looks like David Bowie. To be honest, he did kinda look like him.

He suddenly hugged you. "I was so worried about you darling." He whispered into your hair.

"M'sorry, we were trapped here and I didn't know what to do." You said into his chest.

"It's fine sweetie."

"But can you please explain to me what it going on here?"

Oh boy, what a chat.

#stranger things #labyrinth #labyrinth 1986 #david bowie #this took longer than it should have #im proud of myself

[everfairestar]

Weird writer asks for my weird writer wife: 10, 11 (like I don't already know you SADIST), 18, 24, 26, 35, 37 😘💖

Oh my god, my wife <3 I'm always happy to answer your questions

10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?

Of course. Sometimes you read things and they have you by the throat, forever. I can think of several authors who have works who haunt me. The Sweet Far Thing by Libba Bray is probably the one that haunts me that's most like my own writing. As for being haunted by my own writing -- basically everything I write is like being chased by ghosts. My brain is a haunted house, and all my characters are my ghosts.

11. Do you believe in the old advice to “kill your darlings?” Are you a ruthless darling assassin? What happens to the darlings you murder? Do you have a darling graveyard? Do you grieve?

I know you hate to hear it, but yes. Kill your darlings. Let their ghosts haunt your protagonists, let their spirits possess your POV characters, like shades calling from beyond the grave. It’s not ruthlessness, though. It is love, or necessity that drives it. Some characters are written as in tragedy. And I grieve them as my other characters grieve – it’s killing a piece of your very own soul.

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

Let’s see… So this is a passage from my first novel, from my female protagonist. She’s meeting her arranged husband’s family – who isn’t kind of him. And she looks at him, and sees him. As he is, as a whole being, as someone who has suffered and lived a life less than ideal. It is her first real recognition of him not as a monster, but as a person. He is used to fading into the subservient background, and she won’t let him make himself disappear in front of her.

24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?

The answer to this is… Typically an absurd amount? I mean, there’s one or two pieces that a sit with for a brief moment and just write it out. But anything multichapter? Conceptualizing that takes years. Playing out and deciding POV characters, building their backgrounds, mannerisms, quirks, likes and dislikes, etc. Then you have any kind of actual world-building. Fanfiction in this regard is ‘easier’ because it comes with some rules – established characters, rules for the world, etc. I spend hours daydreaming, or making up a scenario and playing out how that would be seen from various characters perspectives. So, the short answer to this is: A Lot. And it’s one of my favourite aspects of writing.

26. How do you get into your character’s head? How do you get out? Do you ever regret going in there in the first place?

Getting into their head is easier than getting out, especially when you look at my last answer. Establishing how they would think makes it easier to get in… Once I’m in, it’s the getting out that’s hard. Especially with some of the darker, more monstrous characters. I can’t say it’s entirely regretful, but if I’m not careful with some of those awful characters it can cause my own mental health to spiral. Which probably means I’m pretty delicate emotionally or something.

35. What’s your favorite writing rule to smash into smithereens?

Probably “don’t post anything publicly without editing.” I hate editing. I catch errors here and there as I’m writing, but I hate going back and reading my own writing 90% of the time. Most of the time I feel great about it in the moment, and not so great about it after. Once I’ve posted it becomes Everyone Else’s Problem. :^)

37. If you were to be remembered only by the words you’ve put on the page, what would future historians think of you?

Other than “this person was probably extremely mentally unwell”? Well, hopefully that I was a bitch with a lot of opinions and cared a lot about people.

#askmeme #writeblr #hersilentlanguage #bestie I love this #my writing #I always feel like i'm slightly unhinged in answering these questions #as well as being entirely too earnest

[valentine-cafe]

. ˚◞♡ 𝒔𝒏𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒙 𝒃𝒕𝒕𝒎! 𝒈𝒏 𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒃 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

⊹ ۪ ࣪ snake monster x reader, mad doctor x reader, villain x reader, cw: smut, exes, penetratve sex, creampie, dirty talk, gn afab reader ⊹ ۪

𖹭. your ex husband jingyi o'hara sure did make it hard to stay away from him. . .

oh ex husband!jingyi is so frustrating(ly hot). especially since you're still his assistant. you've wished to quit for the longest time but you can never bring yourself to do it. not when it was the last thing keeping the two of you in contact. not when your heart still yearned for him.

he held no ill feelings towards you. he still loved you with everything — it was your fear of committment which drove the two of you apart. 

but oh. he drives you up the wall. he still looks so unfairly handsome in every piece of clothing he wore. so carnally beautiful when his amber eyes focused on his newest patient.

oh how you've witnessed him examine his clients and felt jealousy prick at your stomach. 

it's his job. you tell yourself. 

and you chose to walk away from him. 

you swore that one day when you entered his office to hand him a file that he made sure your hands grazed intentionally. that the little smirk on his lips when you turn away when the both of you are trapped in elevators together is indeed real and not a figment of your imagination. 

and he still smiles at you. still opens the door for you. still cares for you. fuck him. 

oh but you have. you've found yourself pressed against his desk as he fucks your poor cunt sore. as he fills you up and claims you as he always has. touches you in every spot he knew would have you dizzy, moaning, clinging to him as you used to.

it's what he wants. for you to leave claw marks down his back. for you to say his name as he knocks against your cervix and creams you to the brim. 

you know it's wrong, bedding your ex. you can't help it. not with the mind-numbing feeling is his cock pushing into all your weakest crevices. not with his hot kisses attacking the back of your neck. not when he calls you his pretty little darling. 

when he tells you how much he's missed this. your cries, your cunt, you. 

“oh how you have missed this. haven't you, darling? missed being stretched out on my cock.”

jingyi's spreads your legs further with a clawed hand and presses a kiss to the side of your knee. all before cruxing it over his shoulder and hunching over you. practically jerking your body against his desk as he takes what was once his — what is his. 

“my perfect little spouse. . . mngh fuck,” he groans, burying his head into your hair. “one more baby. give me one more before I let you go again." he shudders, bringing a free hand to thumb your swollen clit. his deep, throaty groans joining the wet, thumping slaps of flesh. 

panting breaths, raspy voice — he grunts into your ear. 

“this needy little pussy will always be mine.” he'd pull out only to give it a light slap before shoving himself back into your swollen hole and rams straight into your sweet spot. 

“you will always be mine. my spouse. my slut.”

. ˚◞ ꒰ 🥐 ꒱ earth 209 jingyi o'hara ⊹ ۪ ࣪ 

#⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ daydreams — jingyi 209 ꒱ #teratophillia #terato #gn reader #teratophillia smut #smut #terato x reader #afab reader #monster oc #monster oc x reader #monster x reader #monster boyfriend #oc x reader #monster boyfriend x reader #monster romance #snake monster x reader #snake monster oc #mad doctor x reader #mad scientist oc #villain oc #villain x reader #x reader #jingyi 209 x reader #jingyi o’hara 209 x reader #imagines

[razumdars]

3, 9, 13 for aurel/wyll 👀

ahhh thank you ten!!! ♥♥♥

romance asks

3. When they are having a fight, what is it about and how do they deal with it? 

I think 'big' fights are a rarity for Aurel and Wyll. They don't really have any strong ideological differences, and neither one is prone to getting angry at the other. Wyll may sometimes tease Aurel, and Aurel will get huffy about it for a little while, but that's not really a fight (and Aurel isn't really upset, he's just sensitive and it's not Wyll's fault he's Extremely Teasable.)

I think the biggest thing that leads to potential disagreements between them is that Aurel is much, much more prone to being petty, spiteful, and vengeful. Wyll is capable of this too (like in his ending where you go hunt Mizora with him) but not to the same extent that Aurel is. Wyll is normally capable of talking Aurel down from these moments, but in certain instances (like coming face to face with the order of paladins responsible for the death of Aurel's first love, Philo), Aurel is much less willing to forgive and forget. He becomes capable of a level of cruelty in those situations that alarms Wyll. And while normally a gentle touch or a soft word is enough for Wyll to coax Aurel into a calmer state, in those rare instances where Aurel is too far into his own vengeance Wyll has to plead with and rebuke Aurel.

They probably go back and forth for a bit "If you kill these men for simply associating with the Order that killed your love, how are you any different?" "They chose this, I did not" "They chose to defend the light; their comrades thought that meant burning the world. Do not punish them for their brethren mistake." "They would burn me and my father if given half a chance." It's...messy, it displays a side of Aurel that Wyll isn't accustomed to seeing, but I do think Wyll is eventually able to coax Aurel down from his anger. Because, at the end of the day, Aurel loves Wyll more than he hates the paladins who killed Philo.

9. How open are they with their feelings?

It definitely depends on what stage of the relationship they're at. They were both keeping things fairly close to their chest at the beginning, and Aurel especially was trying to remain emotionally distant from Wyll. Aurel is a dhampir, he has had many a bad experience with monster hunters, he was preparing himself for disaster as soon as Wyll found out who and what he really was.

Except the other shoe never dropped. And then the only thing stopping Aurel from being actually open about his budding feelings for Wyll was his own self-doubt and anxiety regarding romantic relationships. However, when it comes to romantic relationships Aurel is Exceptionally Bad At Hiding His Feelings. He is putting up big blaring neon signs that say "I like you but I'm afraid of attachment." Wyll has to do quite a bit of coaxing to get Aurel to admit to him his anxieties regarding romance.

But once they're in an established relationship? Oh they are open BOOKS. It's sickening. Aurel is cuddling up to Wyll next to the campfire. They're calling each other stupid nicknames. They're reciting poetry to one another. They find every excuse to hold hands. If one of them gets injured in a fight the other is on them the MOMENT they are able to so they can fuss and worry.

13. How do they react at being away from each other?

Aurel is definitely the more clingy of the two: when Wyll leaves he pines. Of course, if Aurel has something to do, he's fine. But if he just has to wait? Oh he's counting down the days until Wyll is back. He is staring wistfully out the window wondering when his husband will return from the war (Wyll just went to the market, Aurel, stop being so dramatic). When Wyll returns Aurel is on him in an instant and cuddling him and kissing him and asking how his day was and oh darling you look so tired here let me draw you a bath let me cook you a meal -

Wyll is a bit more accustomed to solitude, so he copes a lot better (even though he certainly still misses him), but there is an inescapable sense of joy he feels when they're back together and Aurel instantly starts pampering and fussing over him again.

#asks #ty for sending this ♥ #i loved answering these bcs i went. oh yeah. aurel's unwell ♥ #oc: aurel #aurel x wyll

[fueledbyapplepi]

Please do Haitani brothers when their 5 years old Child ask them 'How babys are made' Please 🤧

And Sorry about my poor language:'(

Daddy Knows Best | Bonten Ran Haitani, and Rindou Haitani

- When their child asks them how babies are made. (female reader)

genre: fluff, crack (?)

warnings: none

A/N: Please this is so cute! I always live for Bonten Dads request. Thank you so much for this, anon! I hope this was okay for you hehe. Also, I can actually imagine these two as chaotic good type of Dads (although chaotic's already a given for Ran LMAO)

Ran Haitani

Seeing you round and full with his child made Ran prouder than ever. This somehow made his already big ego skyrocket even more.

It's yours and his.

How couldn't he be proud? And knowing damn well that it was his child, Ran couldn't help but spoil the kid. Whatever they want, they'll get. Sometimes, your husband even buys unnecessary things for a five-year-old.

Although you can't deny that he was trying his best to be a good father.

The only problem with Ran as a father is that he doesn't have any filter. Sometimes, your husband just runs off his mouth like a kid wasn't even in the same room.

Unfortunately, for you, it's one of those days.

It was one of Ran's days off. So it was natural that the three of you hang out together. Currently, you're at a five-star restaurant that Ran booked for your family.

You were sitting across from your husband while your kid was sitting beside him. As you were waiting for your order, a pregnant woman who's also handling a stroller together with her husband passed by your table.

Your child looked at the family curiously. Then, suddenly, they started tapping his father's shoulder.

"What is it, Y/C/N?" Ran looked at his kid. Wondering what's the sudden all about.

Your kid motioned his father to come closer, which Ran did. Closely leaning on his father's ear to half-whisper. "Papa, how are babies made?"

Ran looked at his child wide-eyed then suddenly looked at you. Only for you to frown upon him as you were already feeling something wrong he's about to say.

"Well, just like mama and papa, to have a baby, a man and a woman have sE- OUCH!" Ran didn't get to finish his sentence when you stepped on his foot underneath the table.

"You little.. what are you saying?!" You looked at your husband annoyingly.

"Darling, how am I supposed to? Honesty is the best policy." Ran smiled at you teasingly.

"Yeah, but our kid's a 5-year old! That's not how it is!" You half-whispered irritated at Ran.

Then, you looked at your child sweetly. "Y/C/N, we'll be discussing this when we get home, okay? Mama will explain it to you."

Your husband suddenly leaned on towards you, "I think they're asking for a sibling."

You rolled your eyes at your husband. Looking away as you try to hide the redness of your cheeks. "Shut up."

Your husband could only look at your annoyed expression, lovingly.

Oh, how he lives for this.

Rindou Haitani

Rindou never planned to have kids. He never really thought of himself as a "dad material"; seeing how kids are little monsters and just a bother on one's time and relationship. Plus, he didn't really expect to actually have one since he's Bonten's executive.

Who would want to be involved with a high-profile criminal like him?

So when you told him that you were pregnant with his child, Rindou had his mind on the short circuit for days. Sure, he does love you. He truly does. But parenting is another subject for the both of you.

However, after bearing the child, Rindou unexpectedly became a doting father. As much as he denies it, it was clear for anyone who sees that he's obsessed with the kid.

So here he is, at the couch, with you and a 5-year old kid beside him. You were insisting on putting your kid to bed, but Rindou had planned on bonding with the child more.

The two were watching The Incredibles when suddenly, your child climbed into Rindou's lap, tugging the end of his shirt.

"What's up, buddy?" Rindou carefully placed the kid on his lap, making sure it was comfortable enough.

"Daddy... baby." Your child pointed to the screen where Jack-Jack was being dressed up by Edna.

"Yes, that's a baby." Rindou looked at the child questioningly.

"How are babies made?" your child blurted out. Suddenly making your husband choke on his own spit and faintly blush.

You giggled at Rindou's side. "I told you, I should've put him to bed."

Rindou sat straight up. Looking at the kid eye to eye. "Y-you know, it's when...you know."

Your child looked at his Dad with big eyes, "I know?"

"Ehhh, is the Rindou Haitani embarrassed?" you teased your husband. Knowing well that he's trying his best to hide his reaction.

"Y/C/N, it's w-when, you know.." Rindou looked at you, pondering on what he should tell. While you only looked at him with a smirk. "it's when two people love each other. They make babies."

"So mommy and daddy can make babies?" Your child looked between you. Mouth agape from the knowledge they had just learned. While your husband just nodded with his ears red.

Standing up, you giggled and opened your arms towards your kid. "Right. When you grow a little bit older, mommy will explain it to you. But it's late now honey, time for bed."

You carefully carried your child in your arms. While Rindou just sighed then rolled his eyes on you.

You saved him from further embarrassment. But it's not like he's going to thank you for it.

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