#twilight male reader insert

[running-with-kn1ves]

Drunken Stupor

A/N: this is based off of that drunken yan gangster idea that I couldn't get out of my head. I might rewrite it or do it differently but this is 4 u my 1 gangster lovin' anon for now!

OG Yandere Gangster Drabble (nsft) w/ da Yan Gangster Ramble

TW: kidnapping, drunken yandere, noncon kissing (no nsft), threats, toxic behavior, 

Puzzles, accompanied by whatever news channel you could get through. Paint-by-number pictures, and shitty DVD’s from another time. Horribly thin sheets and an aching back--- you were completely, utterly, and seemingly irrevocably, isolated. The tight handcuffs around your feet only allowed you to hop around the house, barely making it to the front door before you tripped over the rug and nosedived into the cold, black floor. 

How long has it been? When was the last time you felt the spring wind on your face? You weren’t even allowed to open the windows, out of your captors fear of you screaming for help, even with him right next to you. He gave you countless things to keep yourself entertained, whether they be knitting grandma-like sweaters or taking up a different artistic hobby, anything that could keep you in one spot for long without the need to move or the option to hurt yourself. 

You were tempted to scream, to throw your half-finished puzzle at the wall and destroy the nice room set up for you that once belonged to the lone bachelor-- who, was much later than usual tonight. Your throat was too sore to keep up with the screaming however, and you pushed it to the back of your mind to try again tomorrow. If he came home all of a sudden and found you screaming at the ripe hour of 11 PM, he might do more than just threaten with one of his switchblades. 

You hated being around the bastard, feeling so terrified and weak like maybe today would finally be your last-- but at this point, you were going insane being by yourself for so long. Even a nice screaming match with him until your voice finally left you would more desirable than watching another 80s thriller that would haunt your dreams, alone. For someone who wasn’t home very often, he certainly had an extensive collection of old gangster movies, romcoms too even. But you couldn’t put Sixteen Candles on again without wanting to rip your eyes out-- not even one of his five million copies of The Godfather. Who needs that many copies of the same movie?

Your exhausted, beaten-down brain jolted at the sound of someone jerking at the door handle. The door practically thumped with the lock against the wall, dust raining as it was violently ripped back and forth. But then came the familiar jangle of an overloaded key ring, one you had heard most nights for what you can only assume has been the past month. 

Finally, your spiked anxiety crashed when you saw those familiar, much-too-shiny-for-a-gangster-to-be-wearing black leather shoes thump inside. You peaked your head out from your sitting position near the opened bedroom door, trying to get a glimpse without getting up and alerting him of your presence. It was inevitable for him to come to you, his kidnapee, but you tried to postpone the smothering for as long as possible. Maybe now was the time to chuck that puzzle. 

“You reallyyy gotta hold *hic* on mee…”

Mismatched footsteps trudged, stopping first to hit the corner of what you could only assume was the livingroom loveseat.

“Move outa ma way, couch! ..Even though you… treeat me *hic* badlyy..”

You heard the raking of fingernails on the couch cushions, the clink of a bottle rolling on the ground back and forth. You didn’t dare look back through the door crack. Maybe you should shut it? Lord knows what that would cause him to do, though. 

“You still gotts’a hold on me…” 

The sing-songy voice came closer, belonging to the madman you dreaded the return of. Within the crack of the door you saw a dark silhouette, the TV casting a face-shadowing glow that made you just an inch more terrified. 

“Hey, baby…” He hiccuped. 

“Well that’s new,” You started, looking away from him back to your puzzle. “When did I become your ‘baby’?” 

He moaned thoughtfully, thinking about your rhetorical question. “After you kidnapped me, I suppose?”

Maybe it was wrong to poke the beast, especially because he smelled like dirty whiskey and had three buttons too loose on his dress shirt, showing a deep scar betwixt his faint chest hair. A vulnerable image he’d never let you witness soberly. 

“Hrmmm….” He pushed his entire weight on the door, letting it creak open as he looked at you with a smile. 

“I dunno…maybe.” He laughed a little, giving a small snort like a schoolboy hearing his first nasty joke. 

You rolled your eyes. Damn, as if you weren’t on edge before, now you were going to have to deal with the equivalent of a murderous toddler who’s been threatening to hurt you ever since you were first brought here. Drunken fools were best left at the bar. 

But your icy demeanor didn’t sway his unsettingly good mood, the gangster opening the door all the way to flop onto your (unwillingly) shared bed. He dug his face into the sheets that smelled like you, looking at the back of your head that was pressed against the edge of the mattress.

“Was thinkin’ bout’cha…” He murmurs, tugging at a strand of your hair from behind. “Couldn’t stop talkin’ to the boys, ‘bout how pretty you are..” 

The short yanks at your hair to get your attention were becoming annoying, though you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of glaring face-to-face. 

“Told em’ how nice you look when yer sleepin’, when ya brush ya teeth, sayin’ that they’re not allowed to have ya....”

You hummed in response, trying to bend away to get closer to your puzzle. But you could sense the bubbling in your stomach, could feel that something was coming. Whether it’d be a bunch of slobbered kisses or your early demise, you couldn’t tell. 

“Oh really?” You asked, knowing he’d been adamant on not saying a word or letting make a peep about your existence in his gang-funded condo. 

“Yah, I did. Don’t believe me? Said i’d cut their fingers off, like boss does when some’n fucks up. I’d slam into em, make em watch while I...” 

He went quiet, and you thanked whatever made him. Whatever he said, you didn’t want to know; you’d already had enough of an unwilling look into his violent thoughts. 

“Well, doesn’t matter now, right... ‘cause now I gots’ya here. Mmph,” You hear him kick his shoes off, his face coming up to bury in your hair. “Smellin’ so good, lookin’ so nice fr’ me… wanting you so bad.” 

The sound of him inhaling you, his nose pressed to your neck as he shimmies his head deeper against you like a cat is uncomfortably warm. You feel two hands creep up, looking for your shoulders to push you back and make you more accessible. 

The gangster wasn’t normally so affectionate, so quiet and simple when he spoke. You were waiting for it to be replaced by his normal, angrily resentful behavior, the type that’d pull you by the hair to kiss you, that’d rant about the idiots he’d had to deal with for the day at you. But maybe, just maybe, you were in the clear for now?

“You’re acting weird,” You try to jerk away. “I’m not in the mood to entertain you, okay? Just, let me do my puzzle in peace. Go take a shower or something.”

He’s quick to respond, wrapping veiny arms around your shoulders and dangerously close to your neck. 

“Nuh huh, not unless yer comin’ with me, wanna show how much I loove you,” His head pops up closer to yours, the stressed crinkles under his eyes making him look older. “Cuz’ baby, you reallyy gotta hold on mee..” 

“Stop stop stop.” You couldn’t take the second-hand embarassment of listening him to try to sing again, horribly off key and far too confident in each drawn out word. “What do I have to do to stop you from singing again?”

“I can’t hold it in though. Love’s too strong for you, love.” His disheveled hair, once slicked back in an oily black, now strewn about across his forehead as it nearly covers his eyebrows. He presses his forehead towards you. “Lemme kiss. Told the boys you give the best kisses, lemme prove it..”

“Prove what-- they’re not even here!” You try to go under his arm-barricade, only to be stopped as he practically puts his full weight forward, dragging him with you each time you move. 

“Lovin’ you for so long, jusst a kiss, just one kith..” He reaches for your cheek with his lips, ignoring how you whip your head around in retaliation.

“No, no! You stink like a bar and ciggarettes, get off me.”

He grunts in frustration, biting down on his lower lip as his dark, full eyebrows furrow together. 

“Let me kiss or i’ll.. I’ll gut you like a fish, my lovely..” 

You stopped at that, looking out of the corner of your eye to his pink-tinted cheeks and strong neck that sweated at the sight of you. 

He puts a ringed knuckle to your cheek, huffing as his eyes go half-lidded. His suit was all wrinkled from rolling around on the bed, dirty with the day’s work and bar-stench as he forced you back against the end of the mattress. 

“C’mon, don’t make me say stuff like that just for a kiss…” He whined, scooting closer. “Maybe I’ll start singing again, y’knoww, if y’don’t come close.” 

“Please just… don’t hurt me.” You mumbled, trying to avoid that blank, dark look he often held that came crawling back a moment ago. You didn’t want that sober side right now; this was somehow easier to handle, even if it meant losing your dignity. 

“Don’t wanna, never will,” He hums, staring unbothered at your lips, as if he wasn’t holding you tight enough to suffocate. “S’just kiss me, need it bad..” 

You looked around, as if there was anyone else looking, trying to avoid the task that made you shiver inside. 

But you didn’t get a chance to reject the drunken gangster again, his wet lips coming against the side of your face. He poked the tip of his tongue out, flicking against your lip before going tongue-first into your surprised mouth. 

Anytime he had tried to kiss you, to do anything overtly intimate, the most he released was the silent huffs of a man too wrapped up in himself to let you hear anything of pleasure. But now, you witnessed the lewd shlops of his lips against yours, the neediness of the back of his throat, groaning to be deeper inside of you. 

One of his heavy hands cradled the back of your head, his stupor not caring (or rather, not noticing) how little you moved, how you seemed to be backing into his large palm that massaged your hair. 

“Loved’ya forever, so happy you were so stupid…” He mumbles between licks to the corner of your lip, diving back into the sticky warmth of you. “What kinda… mph, idiot, doesn’t..hugh, report to the police..?” 

With his arm once wrapped around you, the gangster takes your limp wrist to his collar, bringing it to hold his loose tie. He makes you drag him closer, guiding your slow and frowning lips in his one-sided makeout session. 

“Not’ma fault, making your life so much better now.. N’now, you’re mine.” He grins, a stupid little grin from the alcohol and delusion swarming his head as he consumes you, fingers coming to fiddle with your cotton T-shirt as he draws lines down your chest. “My sweet sunshine, all mine, forever n’ ever.” 

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[supercap2319]

Hi can you please write some Paul Lahote smut please with Paul being rough with y/n and y/n just loving it please like they almost break the bed kinda rough

Having a werewolf for a boyfriend had its pros, and cons, but it was definitely worth it. Paul was reckless. Impulsive. Hot-headed. Jealous. Possessive. But all of that made him so much hotter. Especially in bed.

Being a werewolf-shifter means that you were now different from before you turned. And Paul was definitely different. He could be sweet when he wanted too, but he liked to play rough with Y/N. Talk dirty to him. Especially after he imprinted on Y/N.

Y/N was his. And he would gladly show him all the unconditional love that he could, but that doesn't mean Paul wouldn't have fun along the way. He pushed Y/N onto the bed, grinding their crotches together roughly as Y/N grasped Paul's shoulders. "P-P-Paul? Please?”

"Please, what?" Paul growled.

"Take me. Take me hard and rough." He grinds and whines pathetically for him. Paul loves this. "I love it when my mate begs. Gets me so turned on." Paul's fingers traced Y/N's pants as he squeezed his bulge before unbuttoning his pants and soon he was naked for Paul.

"All mine. Just mine." Paul possessively grabbed Y/N's hips and flipped him on his stomach. He traced a finger down his back and close to his cheeks. "Is my mate loose from earlier in the woods?" Early this morning, Y/N told Paul he was really horny, so they fucked in the woods. Leaving their scent all over the place. The pack definitely complained.

"Yes. Please?”

"That's it." Paul lined himself with his mate's hole, before he pushed inside him slowly. Feeling that tight heat wrap around and squeezing his dick was almost too much for Paul to bear. He let out a small moan. "So, tight. So, hot." He pushed in and out, slowly at first before starting a punishing pace with Y/N grabbing the sheets as Paul grabbed his hair and pulled his head back to look at him as Paul fucked him.

He pounded in and out of him, adding some of his supernatural strength into it, causing the bed to slide, and hit the wall. Paul loves it and so does Y/N. "Oh, fuck! Paul! H-H-Harder baby." He closed his eyes as he just felt Paul jackhammering into his hole.

"Fuck, Y/N. I love my mate's tight hole." Paul said.

"Rougher! Scratches. Anything rough." Y/N begs.

"Oh, you dirty boy." Paul growled in his ear. "You got it." As Paul rammed into Y/N, scratching his fingernails down his back, as they went all night long.

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[xer-melody]

Rookie

Cullen family x adopted!human!male reader(!platonic!)

Warning: hurt/comfort, three original characters, readers friend sucking, a potential new friend tho, swearing, fighting, blood, getting arrested, mostly Carlisle centered.

Words: 2364

Summary: Y/n Cullen wants to tryout for the Baseball team

(A/n: I’d just like to say fuck Stephanie Meyers. Also this is my first request fill so yay!)

Request by anonymous : Cullen family x adopted!human!male reader hurt/comfort(?) where R wants to try out for the school baseball team, but his friends have little faith in him so he starts to self-doubt. So the rest of the Cullens help their youngest sibling practice and he eventually gets on the team. :)

The Forks High School baseball team had just lost a player. Well, not ‘lost’ but he decided that he'd rather play basketball instead, leaving an open spot on the team just a month and a half before baseball season. And you decided to fill that spot. Last season, tryouts had filled up quicker than anyone could have possibly thought they would, but the entirety of the old team was graduating that year, so with twenty-six spots open, people -most not even knowing how to play- flooded the coach in applications. And in an attempt at management, a team was hastily picked and tryouts were closed before you even got a chance.

While that first season was beyond painful to watch, they've gotten better over the last year, way better.

Ronan leaving the baseball team was, for the most part, a secret, at least for the time being. But he knew you liked to play, so he told you, and while you weren't friends with Ronan, you're glad you were the first he considered to take his spot.

That same day, in between classes, you practically ran to the coach's office and asked for an application.

Turns out applications had changed a bit from last year. Considering the fiasco that was the previous tryouts, he'd made it a bit harder to join. Instead of applications being a simple one-page, name-birthday-signature ordeal like it had been for years, it's become a ten page contract.

‘To weed out the fakers’ he said.

Now you were sitting in the schoolyard on the second to last step of the bleachers, half watching the team practice, half trying to fill out this seemingly never ending application.

“‘Have you ever broken a bone?’ no..” you muttered to yourself, checking off another box among dozens of other tiny boxes.

While the questions weren't particularly hard, there were hundreds of them. And you understood why but goddamnit this used to be so simple.

Leaning back against the beaches you watched as the eighth inning began, short words were exchanged between members as they switched spot, the catcher, a guy named Thomas, let out a playfully excruciating yell as he stood from his squating position for the first time nearly 20 minutes, his teammates laughed, and you let out a small chuckle along with them before returning your attention to the application.

‘Do you have siblings? If so, how many?’ was the next question on the packet.

Another filler question, as many had been, only maybe 20 of the questions retained to your health, or your ability to play.

A few minutes later and you were still answering questions, but kept a mental score of of who did what and how much longer until the ninth inning.

A few more minutes passed and you were nearly done, just a page and a half to go. You could get that done before practice was even over. You clicked your pen as you tried to think when was the last time you went to a doctor that wasn’t Carlisle.

Then, without warning, the application was pulled from your hands.

Looking up you saw the sudo captain of the Forks Baseball team, Apollo, who you only really knew two things about, both his parents were Greek mythology nuts, and despite baseball teams not technically having a captain, he was the captain. He dragged the team out of the mud by himself, and then proceeded to knock every game of the season out of the park.

And for a reason you couldn’t comprehend, he smiled down at you after quickly glancing over your application.

“You joining the team?” He asked, slightly out of breath (he ran across the field to talk to you).

“I’m going to try..” you responded quickly.

He chuckled, leaning up against the fence separating the two of you he said, “That’s good, we need someone like you-” he passed the application back, “You’ve been at basically every practice and game this team has ever had, won’t take you long to get the hang of things.”

“I play with my siblings all the time, playing on this team shouldn’t be too hard..”

At that, his smile widened.

“You’re confident, I like that. Can’t wait to have you on the team..”

He turned as the current right-fielder called him over.

“I expect you to see you at tryouts- on time, alright Cullen?”

“Alright..”

“Have you lost you’re goddamn mind!” Your self proclaimed ‘best-friend’, Jamison shouted.

You felt like your eardrum was going to burst if he kept yelling in your ear like that. You were driving him home and chatting when the topic of baseball came up, while he wasn’t too much of a fan, his older brother was on the baseball team. The moment you told him you were trying out he blew up.

“Maybe the rest of your siblings might stand a chance but come on Y/n, be realistic for a moment.”

“I am, I’ve been playing for years, I'm pretty sure I can make the team.”

He groaned, rubbing his hand down his face in frustration,

“Dude, the entire team is getting full ride scholarships, you can’t just come in and fuck that up!”

Stopping at a red light you turned to face him, “Who says I’m going to fuck it up?”

“Just..” he groaned again, “You’re not as good as them man.”

“You’ve never seen me play.”

“Still, just think about it playing with your siblings is different, they go easy on you because they don’t want to hurt your feelings, other teams won’t give a shit about you or your feelings!”

The light turned green and you moved your foot from the breaks to the gas, thinking just how wrong he was. This asshole had never seen you play, he didn’t even know anything about the sport and he was trying to tell you that you’d bring the team down.

“Whatever man,” You muttered.

You tried to ignore his words as best as you could, but such heavy doubt coming from one of your closest friends stung. Tapping your finger against the steering wheel, you breathed in deeply in an attempt to calm the anger that was slowly bubbling under your skin.

“Y/n, I love you man, but don’t do this, you’re good at…stuff, but not this. Just let somebody else try.”

You sighed, slamming your foot on the breaks, making Jamison jerk forward, nearly slamming his head on the dash board. You looked at your rear view mirror, no cars as far as you could see, you look forward, no cars. Then, as though the past three years of friendship meant nothing, you said,

“Get out.”

“What?”

“You heard me, get out of my car.”

He scoffed, sitting back in his seat, “Are you serious?”

After a second of silence he got out of the car.

And you got out right after him.

The familiar smell of human blood traveled through the Cullens’ home, followed by your scent, followed by Charlie’s.

Four loud knocks echoed through the quiet house, all were hesitant to move. But Carlisle, being the closest to the door, moved to open it.

Behind it he found a very irritated Charlie who was holding your arm behind your back. Blood ran from your nose all the way down to your chin, but other than that you seemed mostly unharmed.

Charlie gave a quick glance to you, then back to Carlisle.

“Found him fighting some kid in the middle of the road.” He said, sounding almost as disappointed as Carlisle felt.

You refused to met your fathers eyes. You have never disappointed him before, not in this way at least. You knew that fighting Jamison would lead to you getting in trouble with Carlisle eventually, you imagined every scenario as you rode home in the back of Charlie's car, but Carlisle crushing gaze of disappointment was harder to face than anything you could have imagined

You tuned out their conversation, but never missed the looks Carlisle would give you every so often, disappointment and worry clear on his face.

You didn’t move until you felt your fathers hand on your shoulder, pulling you into the house.

You heard something along the line of “don’t do it again” from Charlie and then the front door closing behind you.

Now you were facing the entire Cullen family, your family, as they swarmed you with questions. Questions you really didn’t want to answer, not now anyways. So, the moment you found an opening, you slid passed them and up the stairs. While any of them could have stopped you at any moment, they didn’t, instead watching as you climbed the stair and disappeared behind the wall, a second later they heard your door slam shut.

Laying on your bed, armed crossed over your chest, glaring at the ceiling above you, irritation coming off of you in waves as the fight replayed in you mind. You kicked his ass but he got a single good shot at you and it was with a rock, not even with his own fist the fucking coward. What kind of person throw stones?

You groaned in frustration, you should have put his ass to the goddamn hospital, maybe that would have given him some time to figure out how to not be a total dick!

You don't know how long you sat there stewing in your own frustration, but someone did eventually come to check on you. You heard the knocks, still you hesitated to get up. You didn't feel like talking, or explaining yourself. You did what you did and that was final.

But, then your father's soothing voice called for you and all the stubbornness you'd been harboring to avoid persecution slipped away.

Pushing yourself up and out of bed you walked to the door, and were met by Carlisle's no longer disappointed face, now replaced by worry.

He sighed before he spoke, grabbing your face and examining your still-bleeding nose.

A moment later you were both sat on your bed as he prodded your nose, tissue held to your nose as he asked you.

“Does this hurt?”

“No.”

He moved to another spot.

“What about this?”

“No.”

He sighed again.

“It's not broken, are you hurt anywhere else?”

“No.”

With that he sat back.

“So are you going to tell me why you fought Jamison, I thought he was your best friend?”

“He was,” Groaning, you said, “until today!”

Falling back onto the bed with a huff, letting your legs dangle off the edge.

“Do you remember what happened last year? With the tryout for the baseball team?”

“Yes, you said they were over before they even started, why?”

“One of the members of the baseball team dropped out, and he specifically asked me to try out and take his place.”

Carlisle smiled, but it faded quickly once he saw the hurt expression on your face.

“That's a good thing, isn't it?”

His words only frustrated you more. not with him, but with your so-called best friend, “It is! But when I told Jamison, he blew up on me- told me I'd only bring the team down. Then he told me to not even try because he thinks I'll fuck up their scholarship.”

“Sorry, I just-” you sighed, “it's just so stressful- I don't know if I even want to join the team anymore. I don't even know if I could! I went through all that trouble with applying and I don't know if they’d even let me on.”

Another sigh left Carlisle. Without saying a word he wrapped his arms around you, his cold embrace comforting beyond anything else. You huffed, irritation and betrayal still scorched through your vein but this lessened it.

A moment passes and you mutter, “thanks dad..”

“It’s alright son..” after a moment he continued, “never take advice from someone who doesn’t have your best interest in mind. As your father, I have nothing but your best interest in mind, so I'll tell you this-”

He pulled back for a second, looking down at you, a small smile on his face.

“Try out for the team, you've played with vampires, I'm sure a group of human boys will be more than impressed with your skills.”

With another sigh you held back a grin, your mood- and your heart- feeling tons lighter.

“Well if you insist, I guess I'll have to-”

And then your door was slammed open, the entire Cullen clan standing behind it, except for Emmett, who'd accidentally pushed the door open by pushing his body weight against it while your siblings were violently eavesdropping.

“…surprise?” Alice tried, holding up a metal bat as both a peace offering and mild defense.

“We were just uh-” Emmett started, but fell short.

“-going to help you practice…for your tryout.” Belle finished smoothly- well as smoothly as she could with a speech pattern as unconventional as hers.

With a wide grin Alice tossed the bat at you, you caught it seamlessly, having done it thousands of times over the years.

“Alright, let’s go.”

Tryouts were over. You were laid out on the dirt, which you were also covered in, the other attendees were in similar positions. Though some were closer to passing out from exhaustion than others. You, on the other hand, we’re just enjoying the sunshine and the breeze after a surprisingly tame tryout.

You closed your eyes, taking in your surroundings with your other sense, the most prominent of which was you potential competition gasping for air just a few feet away.

“You’re not even tired?” A familiar voice said.

Opening your eyes, you saw Apollo, nearly blocking out the sun.

“Not really.”

He let out a short laugh, looking over at the rest of the candidates with his hands on his hips.

“Well, shit- ain’t that something.”

He kneeled down next to you.

“So coach is the one who usually makes these calls with who gets picked after tryout, but you know what I’m pretty damn sure it’s gonna be you.”

“Really?”

“Really, I’ll see you at our next practice-“ then, unexpectedly he whipped his baseball cap off and tossed it onto your face, “-rookie.”

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[aresthelostboy]

Requests

Rules:

No female reader

No female characters

This is all gay shit

Seriously, I won’t be answering shit like ‘x fem!reader’ or anything

Might do FTM reader

No NSFW

I do poly!couples (from the same fandom)

I do angst, fluff, suggestive, headcannons, imagines, fics and such

Fandoms:

Metal Family (Dee, Glam)

Tokyo Ghoul (Uta, Nishio, Juuzou, Shuu, Ayato)

Twilight (Carlisle, Jasper, Aro, Caius, Marcus, Emmett, Alec)

Vampire Diaries (Damon, Klaus, Elijah, Kol, Finn)

Horror (Predator, Michael, Ghostface (Billy and Stu), Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Deacon Frost, Eric Draven, Leatherface, Pyramid Head, Hannibal, etc.) If the character you want isn’t there, you can always request and find out.

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Creepypasta (Jeff the Killer, BEN Drowned, EJ, LJ, Jason the Toymaker, Bloody Painter, Ticci Toby, Candy Pop, etc.) If the character you want isn’t there, you can always request and find out

Resident Evil (Heisenberg, Leon Kennedy)

Spider-Man (Hobie, Pavitr, Miguel)

Call of Duty (Ghost, König)

American Horror Story (James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Tate Langdon, Dandy Mott)

Obey Me (Lucifer, Mammon, Asmodeus, Satan, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Leviathan, Simeon, Diavolo, Barbatos)

Helluva Boss (Moxxie, Blitzø, Stolas, Striker, Fizzaroli, Asmodeus)

Other: Le Chiffre, Howl Pendragon, Jonathan Crane, SCPs, Billy Hargrove, Sally Face…

If a specific character isn’t here, please feel free to ask but be aware that I may either not know the character or dislike writing for them!

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[itsloverrrboy]

──aliens

i. twilight

ii. emmett cullen x m.reader

iii. language/cussing, fluff

iiii. a/n: I haven't written twilight before so this is my first time, IS THE TWILIGHT FANDOM STILL ALIVE??😭

It was a few days after the first day of school, your sister already made friends while you had not. You sat with them at a table, the fact that you didn't know them or didn't know where to go besides the cafeteria.

All this time you hadn't listened to a word they were saying besides gossiping about the "Cullens?" You guessed some popular teenagers like in those terrible high school movies, all you were doing was eating Bella's food.

You burped out loud to have the whole table glance at you.

"What?" You attempted to say with your mouth being stuffed down with the cafeteria food, meanwhile: the brunette was disgusted.

"Cover your mouth, (Name)" you simply chewed louder and made noises; doing the complete opposite of what Bella asked. Some laughed, and others were grossed out.

"Please go somewhere else" she shoved your face away from hers as you pouted and stood up anyways, grabbing your- or more like Bella's tray to throw it away.

"Fine. You don't deserve my love and affection" you walked away; being a little extra and chose to stick out your tongue at her, not seeing the little smile on her face.

"Very mature" she mumbled, glad you didn't hear her...otherwise you two would be arguing the whole lunch period.

As you went towards the trash can, you didn't notice another boy your "age" standing a few feet behind you. Turning around again, it felt like you bumped into a hard brick wall...

Glancing up to make eye contact with a tall male. He was definitely not a wall.

He had broad shoulders and saw his strong muscles through his white jacket. His golden bright eyes gazed back at you with wonder as his pupils dilated, despite his large scary figure, you smiled up at the handsome man.

"You should watch where you're going big guy" you joked.

Surprisingly he laughed or more like chuckled at you, was a bit taken aback, he still responded with the same energy.

"You were in the way," his handsome face had a playful smirk. You put your hands up defensively at his comment "you got me there" he then stuck out his hand out unexpectedly.

Did he wanted to talk to you?

"I'm Emmet."

"(Name.)" You shook his hand and felt his pale skin was cold like ice, you winced and pull your hand back immediately.

"Jesus, what are you? A vampire?" He raised his eyebrows in amusement, funny to him that you were right all along and had no idea.

"You believe in vampires?" You shrugged your shoulders and walked with him to get another tray "uh, no but I do believe in aliens" he scoffed and watched you get a salad.

You looked back at him at the sudden noise he made "what? Aliens are real, why wouldn't they exist...we have the whole earth, space, and universe to ourselves-" as you kept talking and grabbing a couple of things, you didn't realize his eyes soften.

As soon as you burst in through the cafeteria door, he smelled your scent and felt a deep connection with you; knowing you were his mate. He was surprised you were a male but was glad you weren't some old man. His sister encouraged him to talk to you and...was not disappointed.

His snorting caught your attention, you looked at him again with a confused look.

"Sorry." He clearly wasn't.

"What's so funny?"

"You're just really cute" he complimented with an adorable smile as you felt warm at his sudden bluntness, you coughed awkwardly and thanked him.

Talking for a few more minutes-or more like Emmet listening about your silly theories, but before your went to sit down with your boring sister. You gently put your tray down for a second and got out a pen.

"You know...if you ever want to talk about aliens sometime, here's my number" you shyly mumbled out as your bad hand writing was stain to his arm.

The buff man doing his victory dance inside his head, he nodded and tried to stay calm by not freaking you out. He knew his brother was reading his mind and would probably tease him later for acting like this.

At least now you've had a friend.

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[cece693]

I've Moved On (Bella Swan x Male Reader)

This is how I envision New Moon to end cause I know for a fact I wouldn't have easily forgiven Edward for his stunt. Bella went easy on his ass, I swear.

Summary: After the whole Volterra incident, Edward believes everything can go back to normal, but what if Bella had moved on like he insisted? What if now it's her who breaks things off?

This conversation was long overdue, Bella thought, watching as Edward once again tried to hold her hand over the car's shift stick but retreated when she pulled her hand further onto her lap. His gold eyes stared worriedly at her, yet Bella only looked out the Volvo's window, not wanting to say anything until they arrived at the safety of her home.

Charlie was, thankfully, still at work, so the house was void of any additional ears. Edward had insisted they go to the Cullen's house, but in all honesty, Bella didn't want to reunite with the people who had so easily left her. With Edward's absence, Bella understood that the Cullens only accepted her due to her relationship with Edward, not because they genuinely liked her. If they did, why didn't any of them try to reach out, even Alice, who called herself her best friend, had ignored the multitude of emails she'd sent.

"Edward, we need to talk." Bella finally voiced after what felt like an eternity spent in silence. They would reach her house shortly, so now would be a good time to begin this conversation.

"Of course," Edward replied, a reassuring smile on his face, yet it didn't alleviate any of Bella's anxiousness. Even if she was breaking up with Edward, she wanted to spare his feelings. From what she'd gathered, this was, like her, his first relationship. "Would it make you more comfortable if we did this inside?" he sought, after the Volvo parked in the driveway. Nodding, Bella was about to open her own door, when Edward beat her to it.

"Thanks."

Opening the front door, the hinges creaked open, revealing the familiar yet transformed interior. In those few seconds, Edward couldn't help but notice the subtle changes. Where there once were only photos of a young Bella, now included photos of the Swan family standing beside a young male.

"Who's he?" Edward sought, gently taking hold of a picture frame when Bella came into view. At first glance, he could have been mistaken for a family friend, but something in the image suggested more. Edward's keen eyes caught the hand around Bella's waist and the broad smile she wore, a smile that was oh-so-familiar to him.

"That's m/n." Bella whispered, "my boyfriend."

Edward, taken aback by the revelation, involuntarily dropped the frame. It hit the floor with a crash, the sound of breaking glass punctuating the weighty silence. His eyes met Bella's, a mixture of surprise, confusion, and a hint of hurt evident in his expression. "Why didn't you tell me?" Edward asked, his voice tinged with a sense of betrayal.

"I didn't know how to." Bella admitted, "And with everything that happened in Volterra, I couldn't."

"Okay." Edward whispered, bending down to pick up the photograph. "So when are you breaking up with him? I know it won't be easy—"

"Who says I'm breaking up with m/n?" Bella voiced, her tone firm. "Edward, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. I don't want anything to do with you anymore."

Edward's eyes widened in a mixture of shock and disbelief. "Bella, you can't mean that. After everything that happened between us, you're telling me we're through? I know I left, and you don't know how much I regret that day, but we can work it out. I still love you." Desperate, Edward came closer to Bella and held her hand. "Please give me another chance."

"No." Bella whispered, retracting her arm, her expression unyielding. "Edward, you left. Don't you see the hypocrisy in that? I moved on like you told me to, but now that I'm moving on with life, ask me to give us another chance? No. I won't leave m/n for you."

"But—" Edward tried again, but Bella shook her head.

"Please...just leave and forget I ever existed."

#the twilight saga #twilight #new moon #bella swan #edward cullen #esme cullen #carlisle cullen #charlie swan #alice cullen #jasper whitlock #jasper hale #rosalie hale #rosalie cullen #emmett cullen #x male reader #male reader insert #male reader

[railingsofsorrow]

can I request Seth Clearwater x male shifter reader

plot male reader can't start the day without his coffee he make but leaves it unintended while busy doing something else real quick Seth see it and drink it so know the pack has to deal with grumpy reader and a super hyper seth

Coffee Stealer

[seth clearwater x reader]

A/N: grumpy x sunshine trope because that's what your request led me to :)

summary: a cup of coffee is stolen and two people deal with the consequences.

pairing: seth clearwater x male!reader

w.c: 1.3K

warnings/content: language; description of violence (someone is thrown into a tree); fluff.

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masterpost

[requested]

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“Hey, did you get Embry's text?” You ask, frowning at the notification in your phone. It was early Saturday morning, you weren't supposed to meet until later in the day. It was Saturday!

Apparently, there was a new threat in the city and they need all the help they could get. Embry couldn't have been more ominous in the text.

Waiting for your coffee to finish brewing, you typed a quick reply back to your friend, alerting that Seth and you would be there in ten minutes.

Probably twenty if Seth didn't respond to you any second now. Although, it didn't take you long to realize you were home alone.

“Morning!” A wet kiss met your cheek and you blink at your sweaty boyfriend walking past you to reach the fridge. “Why are you up so early? We still have time before—”

“No, we don't,” you cut him off with arms folding across your chest. Slightly annoyed at his energetic persona before ten o'clock of a Saturday. He probably went on his morning jog. “Embry said we're needed now. The whole pack.” Seth is too busy dripping cool water on the floor of your kitchen to bother with you, apparently.

He kisses the back of your neck as your pouring coffee on your mug and you flinch away with a groan.

“Cold.”

He bites the skin on your shoulder softly and exits the kitchen before you can curse at him.

“Drink your coffee, baby. You're grumpy!”

“And you, stop making the whole apartment wet!”

Idiot.

You love him. You truly do — after the first sip into your favourite beverage you start remembering that. It's just rule number one for you, you can't function in the morning without your coffee.

However, when you check the hour, you sprint away to your room to get ready before even taking a sip of your cup. You're later than you expected given the time Embry sent the text.

Once you arrive back at your living room, your boyfriend scent is mixing with the smell of coffee you left at the kitchen. You don't think much of it, coffee is strong enough to linger through the apartment.

Until you see a culprit holding your mug and drinking your coffee. He grins up at your from the couch.

“Looks good on you.” He points at your outfit, sipping on the cup.

You had chose the first comfortable piece of clothing you could find, which end up being one of his sweaters that hang loosely around your frame and some gray joggers to match — those are yours, at least.

“Is that...is that mine?”

Seth gave you a confused face, then lowered his attention to the mug and then back to you. His eyebrows raising in sudden alarm.

“I thought you had it before and you left it for me...”

“You don't even like coffee, Clearwater.”

“Well, I thought—”

Shaking your head in disbelief was what made him shup up because he knew he had hit a nerve. If he thought you were normally grumpy before... now you'd just straight up murder someone — him. He wouldn't blame you, to be honest. It was true, he didn't even like coffee, just a cup made him hyped up the entire day. And your coffee was strong, that was like three times worse for him.

He couldn't stop saying sorry and you were rolling your eyes every time. You weren't angry, you were annoyed. That's all. What made the situation worse was that when you got to the supposedly pack meeting, Embry's text had been a joke. There was no new threat in Forks. No need for you to be up and about that early.

“I just wanted some company and you idiots were the only ones who actually believed me.”

Yes, you would murder someone today.

“Why are you children yelling?”

Seth felt Leah's presence before she made herself known. He didn't even need to look up to see his sister's legs hanging from the tree branch.

“Y/N is beating the daylights out of Embry because he woke him up early.”

A whoosh of wind beside him told Seth that Leah had jumped down. Her lips displaying a satisfied smirk.

“Oh. I'd say whatever it was Embry probably deserved.” Leah kicked the back of his knee which made him stumble back, glaring at her. “What's up with your leg?” He was moving it non-stop as if he was being electrified. “Why are you so hyped?” Now that she looked closely, her brother couldn't stay still. Even his fingers were twitching for some reason.

Before Seth could answer, a tree fell on top of another. They watched Embry shift back to his human form and groan loudly on the grass. Oh, that meant so much more than a few broken ribs.

Leah laughed, “Go, Y/N!” said wolf turned to her and huffed, paddling away further down the woods. “Oof, he's mad. What did you do?”

Seth gave her a bored look, “Why do you always think I'm to blame?”

“That's because you usually are.”

He sighed in a resigned manner, shoulders slumping. He was messing with the strings of his hoodie, rolling it around his fingers distractedly.

“Well, I— I kind of... drank? His coffee.” Leah blinked, eyes widening slowly as she connected the dots in her brain.

“Oh, my g— you basically fed the beast?”

“Okay, I didn't know—”

“Seth, you don't even like coffee,” Leah deadpanned.

Just as Seth was about to retaliate, he froze at your voice from behind him, shoulders tensing.

“That's what I said.” You tilted your head, your arms crossing over your bare chest as you stared daggers into Seth's profile. You loved that jawline, it was the perfect spot to kiss, but did he annoy you today.

Except that you couldn't stay mad at him for long, you just liked to add fuel to the fire.

“I'll make you two whole pots next time, sunshine,” you said, pulling your — his — sweater above your head, letting it sink into your frame.

Seth takes a careful step towards you and that is Leah's cue to leave, she chooses to bother Embry for the time being, he's still thrown on the grass.

“I'm sorry. I know how you value your coffee in the morning—” he's cut off by a soft peck on his lips, causing a gasp to leave his throat in surprise. “You're not... mad?” Moments like these — when Seth makes that puppy-eyed face, cogs in his head turning on new ways to make up to you, lips pursing into a pout — are what keeps making you fall for him even more.

“I love you, you idiot.” You kiss him again because you can. His body is slowly melting into your arms, you can feel the tension leaving him as your hands pull softly at his baby hairs on the back of his neck. “Just don't drink my coffee again. If you do, leave me some, don't be a monster.”

Seth nods, licking lips lips to kiss you again. “Okay, I promise. Sorry, I love you.” He repeats it while cupping your cheeks to bring you impossibly closer.

The thing is, he tasted like coffee. So, technically, you still had your morning coffee, right? It wasn't so bad, even if you had to deal with a hyped up Seth Clearwater for the entire day.

#requested #seth clearwater x reader #seth clearwater x male!reader #twilight fanfiction #reader insert #seth clearwater imagine #seth clearwater blurb

[redheadjustin]

Ok

Edward x male reader x Jacob

So this is a little different because in this story they all go to the same school, which makes the vampire and werewolf fued even worse, the male reader is a new boy and as soon as Edward sees him the male reader becomes his mate and as soon as Jacob sees him he imprints on the reader (male reader is human) over the next couple of weeks they become his friend and they get very close and soon the reader learns who they really are.

they try to fight over him which leads to a big fight between all the vamps and werewolf's but the male reader fell in love with them both. You can pick an ending and please include a LOT of Bella bashing 😂 we don't like her. Lmao 🤣😂

Sometimes you question whether or not you pissed some deity off in a past life. It was easy to think this. You were new to Forks, Washington and if you knew what awaited you would have never agreed to move to Forks. You lived with your family in New York until your dad died. You were always a daddy’s boy. You were the one out of your three brothers to be a daddy’s boy. So, it wasn’t a surprise that you took your dad’s death the hardest. Your mom was considering devorce as your dad’s being in the military was hard on her, Not everyone can handle the deployments and being out of contact. You were the youngest of four kids and you were a surprise pregnancy. But, you were loved by your family, even if you weren’t planned. 

When your mom wanted to move back to her hometown you were against it. New York was home. It was where you were born, It was where your life was. But, considering your brothers were all grown and out of the nest, you didn’t have much of a choice. Your mom grew resentful towards you. She didn’t blame you for your dad’s death but you looked like an exact copy of your father and she couldn’t handle that. So, you held your tongue and followed your mom to Forks. Your mom got a job as an administrator at Forks hospital. You enrolled at Forks high school, unaware that you would become the mate of both a vampire and a shifter and would cause the rivalry between the two to get even worse.

Edward Cullen. A bronze haired male with looks that drive people nuts. Of course, no one knew the reason for his good looks and if they did know they’d run for the hills. You see, Edward Anthony Cullen was in fact not seventeen. Edward Anthony Cullen was born Edward Anthony Mason Jr. and was born on June 20, 1901; Chicago, Illinois. Now, you’re probably asking: how can someone born before television be around today, let alone look like they’re seventeen? The entire Cullen family are vampires. Yes, vampires. And they are not the only supernatural beings around. 

Jacob Black, Nearly the exact opposite of Edward. He is Edward’s rival. He loved Bella Swan and after Edward and the Cullens left a broken hearted Bella Swan behind after an accident at Bella’s birthday party. Jacob only hated vampires because he was told to hate them. And very few people knew that Jacob had an inferiority complex. He always felt he wasn’t ever good enough. He wasn’t good enough to save his mom, he wasn’t enough to keep his sisters from leaving, he wasn’t good enough to keep his dad from a wheelchair, he wasn’t good enough. And Bella choosing Edward over him only worsened it. 

Edward would never admit it but he felt sorry for Jacob. And while the mind reading vampire would never tell the shifter, he felt sorry for the young wolf. Edward had heard Jacob’s thoughts and knew Jacob truly loved Bella. And to have his heart broken the way it was, it made Edward feel guilty. Jacob felt similarly, He had no ill will towards Edward. The only reason he picked fights with the other Cullens was because the Cullens picked fights with the rest of the pack. But, the two would be brought together soon in a way that they once would think impossible

You met Edward on your first day of school. It was the first few days after Bella dumped him after she had been turned. Now, Edward could hear her thoughts after she became a vampire. She never loved him, she just used him and the Cullens to get what she wanted and then left him but remained in Forks. She still went to Forks high school and both the Cullens and pack hated her. The Cullens hated her because while she was NOT a part of the family she was represented as a Cullen so she would not be immediately hunted down by the pack. The pack hated Bella because of how badly she broke Jacob’s heart. The rivalry between the two groups was idioditc and many on both sides wanted to end it but because Rose and Isabella picked fights. Well, mostly Bella now since Rosalie knew what it was like for the love of your life to betray you.         

  You wanted to run. You hated this idea of your mother’s. You explained to her that you could graduate early and not have to deal with high school and you could attend college in Seattle. Your mom shot this idea down. She wanted you under her control. She believed that you were like your father and the first chance you got you’d get yourself killed. Oh, if only she knew. You felt trapped in your mom’s car as she drove you to school. She didn’t let you drive as she felt you’d skip and she was going to keep an eye on you. Hell or highwater. 

You were walking to your first class when you saw him. He looked like a movie star and you felt angry at all the lustful looks of the females of the student body. You didn’t know why, but you felt something in you that told you you needed to be with the bronze haired boy. The moment Edward looked at you, he knew and nearly jumped for joy as he found his mate. The mind reading vampire had no problem with his mate being a male. Edward’s long dead heart broke when he heard your thoughts. He was already organizing how to get you to live with the Cullens. He kept his distance till lunch. 

You were sitting outside as you wanted to stop yourself from making friends as you were just biding your time till you graduated. If your mom didn’t hold you back. You sighed to yourself as you saw the boy from the hallway walk towards you. He was hot. You already had a crush on the copper haired boy and you’d only seen him once. As Edward sat down next to you he inhaled your scent. It was intoxicating but not in the same way Bella’s was. He did not want to drink your blood. Edward would rather throw himself into fire before drinking your blood. As Edward sat down he saw the cuts on your arms and his dead heart broke even more. The copper haired vampire had seen a lot in his time. And thanks to Carlisle Edward knew what self harm looked like.

“What are you doing out here all alone? There’s a full cafeteria of people gossiping about you.” Edward asked playfully and you cracked a small smile. If it weren’t for Edward’s vampire sight he wouldn’t have seen it. “I’m just here biding my time till graduation. Mom thinks I'll get myself killed.” You said, not knowing why you felt like opening up to the boy besides you. 

“And why’s that?” Edward asked but he knew why. He knew your mom resented you heavily for looking like your father. “She thinks I’m just like my father. She thinks I’m going to do something reckless and get myself killed.” You could not help the bitterness that seeped into your voice. You had made it a point to be the least reckless of the four children your parents had. “Can I ask how he died?” Edward asked, but he knew how your dad died, he knew almost everything about you. You told him. You opened up about your dad’s death and your TRUE feelings about your father’s death. You don’t know why you did but you felt safe with this boy. You didn’t even know his name. Edward heard your thoughts and smiled as introduced himself.

“I’m Edward, Edward Cullen.” you smiled as you introduced yourself and Edward was all smiles the rest of the day. It was weeks later when you met Jacob Black. Jacob hadn’t been at school when you started due to the death of Billy Black and Harry Clearwater at the hands of Victoria. Jacob had been quickly taken in by the cullens. You were aware of the Cullens being vampires as you saw Edward and Emmett drinking from a deer. And Edward told you about being mates. 

It had been about a month and a half since you met Edward. You were clutching your phone in your left hand and your car keys in your right. You had blood on your arms and you were severely hurt. You needed help and the only one you could think of was your mate. So, you dialed the number you knew the best.

“Hello Y/N, is everything alright?” Edward asked as it was nearing twelve AM and you were usually asleep by eleven PM. “H-hey E-eddie, um, I need some help.” You tried to keep your voice even but it was no use, Edward knew something was wrong. You could hear rushing and the rattle of car keys. “I’m on my way Y/N, what happened?” your heart dropped hearing the worried tone in Edwards voice. “Mom and I had a fight…then all of a sudden Bella jumped through the window and killed mom and drank her blood and ran off…I’m bleeding…she cut me with the glass.” You could hear growling through the phone. “Y/N, I’m sending Jacob to you till I get thare…be safe my love.” and with that the phone went dead and you tried to process Edward’s last words. Jacob was coming. You wished that you would meet the wolf Cullen under better circumstances. You don’t know how long it was till you felt warm arms wrap around you. 

“Oh my God. Y/N? It’s me Jacob, can you look at me?” you complied and you instantly knew that you had two mates. Jacob must have known as well as you felt his arms slightly tighten around you. You were in shock. Your mom was just murdered by someone you didn’t even peg as a threat, You had a major bleed on your arm and to top it all off you have a second mate. “Don’t worry Y/N, Ed and I got you, you’re safe.” were the last words you heard before passing out.

You woke up the next morning in a bed you knew all too well, it was Edwards and you had two sets of arms around you and two sets of eyes on you as well. After Jacob and Edward explained what an imprint was and what it ment. They stayed by your side all day, helping you deal with Bella, your mom’s funeral, among other things. Finally, the three of you were laying in Edward’s bed again and just as you fell asleep you heard both of your mates speak at the same time.

“Go to sleep love, you’re safe with us.”

#male reader insert #x male reader #male reader #male!reader #twilight x male reader #twilight #x male!reader #twilight x male! reader #edward cullen x male reader #jacob black x male reader

[ymmpily]

Masterlist | The Cullens Series

Summary: Vincent Black Rothschild was born on June 15th, 1989 to a wonderful family. They were not only well-off but also kind and generous. Vincent grew up with plenty of love. As Vincent grew each day so did the roughness in which he played, this resulted in plenty of hospital visits. This was how the family eventually became acquainted with Dr. Carlisle Cullen. In 1997 only a year after meeting Carlisle a group of newborn vampires terrorized the Rothschild home, luckily enough Alice had a vision; though this did not save Vincent B. Rothschilds' parents it did save him. In the end Carlisle being a compassionate man he is, he decided he would not leave the child in the hands of a foster system, this resulted with him adopting the child to become one of his own. The other members in the coven did not agree with this and told him it was dangerous, warning him of the possible outcomes. Instead of agreeing with his coven family he headed their warnings and invited the child with open arms; Esme soon followed.

↳ The Cullens x Adopted!Male Reader

Word Count: n/a

Chapters: Unknown

Status: Currently a work in progress.

Taglist: I wanted to make this an option so just let me know if you'd like to be added!

Character Pt.1 | Character Pt.2 | Character Pt.3

Life Before The Twilight Franchise.

Prologue

Twilight.

New Moon.

Eclipse.

Breaking Dawn Pt.1 + 2.

🏷️

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[weird-addiction]

"Flowers are Blooming in Antarctica" writing Event

This is a writing event where you can request from any of the following fandoms and characters and I will write to the best of my ability based around the prompt. You can be as detailed as you want with the request.

⇒ NOTE! : If it says "Entire Plot(s), it means that I am willing to write full stories based around the plot.

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"Flowers are Blooming in Antarctica"

Defined:

Something that is not meant to happen, and what is happening is disturbing or uneasy.

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All Male Readers!

"Here is the menu, take your time."

Fandoms and Characters:

House of the Dragon - Dance of Dragons [OPEN]

Aegon II, Aemond, Daemon, Targaryen House, Entire Plot

Genshin Impact [OPEN]

Any character (I do not write for female characters)

American Horror Stories - Seasons 1, 3, 5, 8 [OPEN]

Entire Plot, Michael Langdon, etc.

Lord of the Rings - The Hobbit [OPEN]

Legolas, Thranduil, Sauron, Bilbo (platonic), Aragorn, Smaug, Elrond, Lindir, Glorfindel, Entire Plot

The Silmarillion [OPEN]

Maedhros, Maglor, Mairon, Tar-Mairon, Melkor, Glorfindel, Feanor, Entire Plot

⇒WARNING! : "These dishes have not been perfected yet! So whatever you order will be based on limited knowledge that I know! But I will try my best!"

Baldur's Gate 3 [OPEN]

Astarion, Gale, Halsin, Raphael, Haarlep, Gortash, Dammon, Kar'niss, Zevlor, Plots

The Mandela Catalogue [OPEN]

Alternate! Gabriel, Angel Gabriel (my version)

MDZS - The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation [OPEN]

Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng, Lan Zhan, Lan Xichen, Nie Mingjue, Nie Huisang, Wen Ruohan, Entire Plot

TGCF - Heaven Official's Blessing

Xie Lian, Hua Cheng, Jun Wu, Mu Qing, Feng Xin, He Xuan, Plots

Twilight [OPEN] (VERY LIMITED) dont even know why i like this lmao but also dont ask why lol

Male Characters only!

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If you have any questions feel free to send me a ask. If there are requests they will likely take some time to complete. I will be writing some fics to start off. Enjoy this idea of mine.

Also! I will be drawing some of these requests. I will be posting them on my art blog! So if you wished to be tagged please so say!

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𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 × 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 who is gullible and kind, and who can't say "No".

Info on Reader: Reader is intended Masculine and uses he/him/they/them pronouns. Reader is very open and honest, almost to a fault, and is mentioned to do a lot of things they don't want to. Reader is very "do it himself" and is decently strong (able to flip a person). Reader can be Summoner or anyone else.

Warning(s): Canon Typical Violence & Weapons Used | Reader is grabbed at in all parts but they never lose control | Fujoshi's DNI | Fem Aligned Individuals may read as long as they have a Masc MC and stay respectful | Silent Reader/Blank Blogs Will Be Blocked

Timeline: Set within the typical canon, but noticeably post Chapter 4. Ambiguous after that.

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐀 is conflicted about this situation he has seemed to find himself in. Your a very attentive and honest man, and he likes that about you a lot. He could see the honesty and genuine kindness in your eyes, but... he can see you giving too much leniency to other students often. Freshman dragging you into studying (copying) your notes was his last straw, especially since this is the fourth time it's happened.

While you both are alone inside the conference room he will bring it up and he will chide you for it, at first. He is going to try and teach you how to say no more often, and remind you that other's should be honest as well, but he stops and realizes that's not the way to do things. You've told him about his sterner behavior before being intense, and tries to just stress that they're using you. He just... cares, and it's sometimes hard to show. He's sorry.

The first few instances of you putting your foot forward were very gratifying to see, especially after you stood firm and turned down the other students. Of course, he wants to help, but he knows you have to do it yourself and just let's you do your thing. But something feels like they aren't taking the message.

It seems that the more you put your foot down, the more displeased the other's became. Students like Alpheratz, even though he doesn't agree with it happening, at least can take a couple no's when he cheekily asks you for a peak at your notes. But freshman aren't so aloof, and can feel slighted more often. Spica would be willing to take these students through detention一

一If you hadn't flipped one of the freshman on their back after they grabbed your shoulder. The freshman scattered like the scared children they are, and Spica notes he'll have to track them down later for disciplinary action. For now, he'll overlook them to check on you and walk you to class. You beckoned him over, and he obligated.

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐒 is almost the same way with how honest and good-natured he acts, it's like you both were just the sunshines of the school. Fellow students would say you were just too nice as a couple, but they didn't complain. Oh, they wouldn't complain. Arcturus noticed it when he actually was busy with Spica that a fellow student actual got upset he said no...

He was busy? Can he not have time to himself and help Spica as a choice? This small outburst brought to his attention that一okay一maybe he is too forgiving of some requests and does them anyway after not much thought. He thinks on a little bit before hearing a discussion in the hall, and he saw it was you and another student! Oh, hello!

After getting closer, he could hear that you were having a hard time turning this person down gently. You have never been a confrontational man, so Arcturus knew that you were trying very hard, but not succeeding. He took it upon himself to help you, because a good boyfriend helps!

But, it was unexpected that this student would get pissed and grab your lapels to ask you why your not doing this this time, probably wanting something you've done for them in the past. Arcturus freezes up, as this wasn't supposed to happen and he can't believe your being pulled away from him一

一before not being shocked when you grabbed at the wrist holding your clothes and started to pull them away from your clothes. Arty can hear the bones in the other's hand start to pop at the pressure of your grip. They quickly step away, shaking their hurting hand, and stomps off. Your boyfriend checks in on you, as that was scary!

𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐗 with you is like a "tsundere talking to sunshine" boyfriends trope, and anyone can see it except for the two in the relationship themselves. Pollux will pull and push, and you'll always respond romantically, and the times you push back are when his face heats like a tomato. It's almost sweet, if not for his growing concern that your... a bit too sweet...

Some would call you charming, almost prince charming, but he's sure he's seen you do things you don't care for. Dealing with bullies is harsh as is, but being confronted by another person's bully and being asked to trap their lunch? He's seen you angry before, but your silence is booming as they laugh and pat your back.

You can do it my guy, they urge, you never say no! It was almost surreal to hear that out loud, and so brazenly! How scummy can this student get! Pollux makes the first move by confronting them and telling them off, and trying to get you out of their grip as they were confronted. You start to speak up after the fighting got heated, and everything went quiet.

That was, before the so called ringleader tried to grab your shoulder, and your eyes widened as you were dragged backwards from the grip. Pollux was about to launch forward to help, when he saw you already reaching back to grab the student.

A quick stance change and grip on the student behind you sent the other flying over your shoulder, and crashing into the ground. You start to walk away, looking very upset, and you drag Pollux with you while he blubbers a bit. Of course, he's all for leaving with you, but are you okay? Do you need a drink?

𝐕𝐄𝐆𝐀 is the definition of touch-starved, and if your hugs aren't enough to warm his chest and cheer him up, he's unsure what will. It's... nice to be around his boyfriend, even if he can't muster to accept hugs in public. He's thankful you refrain from PDA at his request, but he's also a bit concerned when he sees you want to... but don't, again, for his sake.

He knows your behavior better then anyone else, and he knows you'll be taken advantage of at this school. Sorry, but it's just true. No matter how nice or charitable you are, someone will eventually be entitled to your time. Of course, you promise your time is only entitled to him (which made him blush) and you'd be more careful.

He can only take your word on it, and he trusts you. He'll go his separate ways in the morning, and if he sees you before breaks it's a coincidence. He can't hear what the others around you are saying, but your not at all pleased. A deep instinct inside him warns him this will be bad, and he matches over.

Before he can get there, hands have already found themselves on your person and he wants to brandish his weapon to ward them off. Yes, it would lead to more paperwork and a visit from Spica, but physical retaliation was all he could think about!

It wasn't even a few seconds before he could touch either you or the aggressors shoulder that he heard bones popping from pressure. From this close, he can see your grip on the other's clasped hand, and they cried out as they backed away. Of course, they are escorted to detention, and Vega checks on you.

𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐙 isn't going to enjoy how gullible you can be, but he does enjoy how kind you are. If he has a complaint for how you do too much for others, he has a compliment on how kind you are and how your a breath of fresh air. But don't think you can get away from his (soft) scolding with affection. He's serious.

Of course, you do have free bodily autonomy so he's not going out of his way to follow you and dictate what you do, that's on you boo. He'll still help out his boyfriend if he needs of it but you know he'll get to your side before you can even ask him to help, as he's always two steps ahead of you... while also being two steps physically behind you.

Now, Alpheratz isn't the nicest person and he knows his aloofness sits with people the wrong way. But he'd never expect people to request you tell him to back off from getting in the way of abusing using your kindness.Now that's just cowardly. At least Alph goes face-to-face with what annoys him...

He's about ready to walk around the corner when he hears the guy call you a bastard and tries to grab your shoulder as you attempt to leave, having seen Alpheratz peaking the corner. If Alpheratz was a tiny bit faster, he might have been in the blast zone, so he's glad he stayed put.

From over your shoulder, the bully goes up and over your back and onto the floor just around the corner. From where he stands, Alph leans down to look at the dazed student and lazily grin. Serves the chump right. But how are you doing?

𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 definitely benefits from you being gullible, and he can often get the better of you sometimes if you aren't careful. It's never enough to hurt or cause you to lose anything, but sometimes he wastes your time or makes you go in circles. Think about going on the town, him getting "lost", and then giving you "directions". He'll be there eventually and he always kisses you happily.

Having a boyfriend is nice and he will be ecstatic that you two fit so well together, he'll think you're the most adorable guy he's ever dated. He'll tell you your the best and please try not to let people walk all over you today, he's seen you've been bullied lately by the freshman. Of course, you defend yourself and he takes your word for it. Okay, your the boss.

While he was distracted, you grab at the wrist of the student and start to put pressure on it. With a yelp and Sirius basically making this awkward, they slink off shaking their bruising wrist. Sirius, although clearly unamused, does chuckle he also loves your grip strength.

Of course what he says is on your mind all day and you notice most of your requests to help with written homework is... well, just copying! That'll get you in trouble if you share the same teacher with them, and so you finally snatch up your work to put it back up.

And in no time flat, the freshman are offended and try and confront you. They think they're entitled to it and grab at your lapels, when Sirius just seems to slink between you and the ringleader. He's trying to be smooth, but you can tell he's not as happy as his chipper tone suggests.

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Edward: "You're not afraid of me, Y/N?"

Y/N: "Why should I be?"

Edward: "I'm the world's most dangerous predator. As if you could outrun me. As if you could fight me off, I'm designed to kill."

Y/N: *Smiles* "Well, it's a good thing I'm a Heretic. We have a lot in common."

Edward: *Frowns* "What's a Heretic?"

Y/N: "A half witch–vampire hybrid."

Edward: "You're just like me?"

Y/N: *Flashes fangs and bloodshot eyes* "Yup. You're not the first vampire that I’ve met, and the pack isn't the first group of werewolves that I have encountered. Just ask Stefan.”

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[wiltedkyinn]

You and I,

1, 2.5

cullen family x male reader, jasper hale x male reader.

short

not proofread meow

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as the days went by jasper kept staring at the boy he had somewhat met at his house. of course you took noticed at the blonde boy, he was basically glaring at you during lunch. his siblings also took notice and starting teasing him about his newly founded crush.

one day though you gave up with the glances and walked towards his seat in english, you sat down next to him. Clearly surprising him, not completely sure what to do he just stared at you. "you know it's rude to stare?" your voice broke the uncomfortable silence between the two. "oh- um, it's hard not to, your so much handsome then everyone else 'round here" his voice softend towards the end. he was using a classic Emmett corny pick up line. you only giggled, "why thank you cowboy, your not that bad yourself." your face scrunching a little to come off as a playful manner. he felt so comfortable with you, he felt an explosion in his dead hurt, one that would make him believe if his heart was beating again. he only smiled. his blood lust long forgotten.the class once settled down once the bell rang. you could heard as jasper pulled out a pen out and quickly scribbled something on a random piece of paper. he slid the folded note to your side, quickly figuring out what he was doing you take it from his hands. "you smell amazing btw what cologne do you use?" y/n quietly chuckled at the cute boys hand writing, it was proper, almost cursive. "im not sure lol some cheap vanilla cologne from target !" you wrote down in your monster looking handwriting compared next to his. you swiftly passed it back. he looked at you for a moment before slightly swinging his head to his right. "Mr. hale, this isn't the time to stare at Mr. l/n. pay attention, you need it." the teacher called out. you tried to not laugh, it clearly showing on your face. jasper gave a quick glare before giving an apology nod.

English being there last period of the day, they bid goodbyes.

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[statticscribbles]

Family

Summary: Esme Cullen/ftm!Reader; where reader is a wolf shifter (like jacob) and Bella takes him to meet the Cullens

You were dreading having to pick out a college to go to; while your mother had been happy for you to stay with her; you were growing increasingly annoyed with how everyone in arizona was treating you; how everyone seemed to know you as Rennee’s oldest daughter; all grown up. You grimace; that wasn’t you anymore.

You’d transitioned in high school and pretty much everyone seemed to understand you were transgender but they wouldn’t bother using any of pronouns you were using. Which meant you were trying to avoid being anywhere close to home when you went to college.

Bella had said everything would be fine if you moved in with her and your dad. You hadn’t told them what had been going on and you figured having been at college for the past few years meant that neither of them really knew you.

 You hadn’t expected to have become a werewolf shifter; but apparently there was an affinity for the supernatural in your family's genes if when Bella greets you her eyes being bright orange mean anything.

“So uh; that looks new..” You gesture to her eyes and she nods

“It’s a long story..”

“Oh; uh okay so you like died?? And had a kid??? I’m an uncle???”

“Yeah I know it’s a lot to take in but at least I mean your life has been; normal. Right? Please say it has..” Bella laughs a little and you pull over the hot chocolate your dad had made.

“Yes; but the Cullens; my husband's family; they’re nice.”

“Nice? Considering they’re vampires; yeah that makes sense… Sorry it’s just a little much to take in right now.”

Bella lets you cool off for a few days. It feels both far too long nad not long enough because she’s already talking about having a dinner so you can meet your brother in law, niece and then all of his family; even if none of the others are actually related. 

She explains that there’s no way for you to be turned; unless you’d be willing to fake your death in a few years and then watch as your mom and dad passed before your eyes. You wonder if Bella regrets it; or if she’s so happy with her new life she’d leave her family; including you behind.

You don’t dwell too long on it; you’re not given the option as she drags you into the forest excitedly describing all of the Cullens and their various powers and pretty much there entire background and life stories. You try not to comment that she could fill at least four books with what she’s told you. You know she chatters when she gets nervous; and you wonder just how big of a deal it is that you get to meet her new family; and be part of her new life something even your dad didn’t get.

When you meet the Cullen’s you understand why. Esme Cullen is beautiful; and she won’t stop staring at you and smiling.

“Carlisle and I are very happy; but we could be; happier..” She seems upset by something nad you wonder if Bella left out her ability to hypnotize when she was talking about her.

“Can I help?” You find yourself asking and she nods; you know you blush; you wonder if she can hear your heartbeat.

You knew that Esme didn’t know you were trans; or at least you assumed she knew; but for her to invite you to stay over; when Bella and Edward were going somewhere else; made you flush; and think that she had to know something. The way she’s smiling is making you blush and the nerves in your stomach flip over.

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