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[bigmacari]

may I please get a Betty x reader cuddle session.. stares and begs (I love Betty she’s so augh..)

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Betty x Reader

☆ Cuddle Session with Betty late at night.

☆Warning(s) none

☆Author Note(s) Had this in my drafts for a bit. I think I forgot to post it? Idk, but it's so cute. I hope you enjoy <3

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☆ It wasn't often you felt truly and utterly relaxed. It was rare to take a breath and not have to think about the things around you. Work, school, people, money... and now, due to these glasses, objects. Your day to day life changed completely, and of course, it can be overwhelming.

Dealing with people wasn't your thing in the first place. A surge of anxiety hit you every time you tried talking to somebody. Your hands get shaky, and so does your voice. Breathing gets just that much harder.

You've gotten better though. Well, you think at least... Sure! There would be some stress here and there having to worry about a hundred- something different people - (uh, objects that is.) But the all the stress was worth it.

You've made close friends and lovers. You've gone on adventures. You've learned about the things around you.

You've helped and taken care of the things around you.

"So it was worth it." You decided out loud while laying in your bed one night. A lamp was on, a warm glow cradling the left side of your face. The sound of droplets hitting the window above you filled your ears.

"Worth what lover?" A soft voice asks from next to you. Your body flinches involuntary, not really expecting the voice. Did you really forget to take off the dateavadoirs? That's weird. Guess you were just used to them being on your face all day.

When you turn your head towards the direction of the voice, you immediately see a head of pink curly hair. It seems as though your body relaxes instantly when Betty's face comes into view. She did tend to have that effect on people. Then you feel a small warmth spread across your face. Whether it was from her or the fact you just got caught talking to yourself, you weren't sure.

Betty was lying down in the bed a couple of inches away from you. A hand supported her head while she laid on her side. A fond smile could be seen on her face. For a moment, you play around with the thought that she was smiling because of you.

"Lover?" Betty repeats once again, forcing you out of your thoughts.

"Ah- sorry, nothing. I was just thinking, I suppose..." You pause for a second, trying to look for a reason to switch the subject. Your eyes drift to the cat clock placed on the dresser. In bold red numbers, it read 12:43. Wow. That is later than you thought it was gonna be.

"Is it pretty late, isn't it? What are you still doing up?" You question in a lowered voice, realizing that most of the others were asleep by now.

Betty hums and pouts a bit while twirling one of her locks around her finger. "The same as you, though that's pretty normal for me. What's got you thinking so much that you're up so late at night?"

Betty stops twirling her hair to place a hand on yours. She runs a thumb up and down the back of it, warming it up in the process. You make a small note in the back of your mind about how smooth and soft her hand is. Almost as though it was made for this specific task.

"Feeling alright?" She asks in a concerned tone.

A small grimace spread across your face. How could you even answer that? 'Oh, you know, my entire change within a few minutes because a hacker sent glasses through my door, and now I have to make sure every object in my house is good. But I'm okay!' Jesus. That all seems too heavy, no?

Her eyes avert yours after a moment. "You know, this may not come as a shocker or anything, but as your bed, I feel some kind of responsibility to keep you comfortable."

She giggles a bit, "I know it must sound odd hearing that. But I assure you I do enjoy it. So, talk to me... or don't. We can always watch a movie or read together -"

Betty looks back up to you when she suddenly feels your hand lace with hers. You let out a deep sigh, leaning your head back a bit more on the pillow below your head.

"I think..." You start in a small voice. "I think I need a break. From talking and doing things, I mean." Holding Betty's hand a little tighter, you prepare for what you're gonna ask next.

"Can we just cuddle?" You feel blood rush to your cheeks for a second time tonight. For some reason, that was the hardest to get out. You felt silly almost, asking this beautiful lady laying in your bed to hold you.

Betty lets out a small laugh, smiling big. "If just laying here, with me, makes you feel better, then I'm glad to do it anytime time hun. Come here."

Betty lays on her back, pulling you closer to lay on her chest. She places one hand on your back and another in your hair, running through it. You wrap an arm around her, feeling the soft curve of her body. She was soft and gentle, but stable at the same time.

Taking a deep breath, you inhale her scent. She smelled like fresh sheets out of the dryer, wood, and a bit like your perfume. Which made sense. You do lay in her every night.

It takes a minute, but you let your breathing slow. You try to focus on the way she massages and scratches your scalp while brushing the knots out of your hair with her fingers. You focus on the up and down of her chest, gently rocking you asleep. You focus on the rain hitting the window above you two.

For the first time in a long time, you let everything in your head slip. It didn't matter, not here and now. All that mattered was the way Betty held you tight.

Eventually, your eyes became heavy and warmth overcame you, successfully pulling you into a gentle slumber that you could only describe as peaceful.

Betty smiles when she hears your soft snores. She looks at your sleeping form with nothing short of love and admiration. She sighs, planting a chaste on the top of your head. "Goodnight, love."

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[bigmacari]

☆BORDERS☆

Sky:

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Animals:

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Flowers:

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Music:

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[bigmacari]

Imagine the player thinking their house is extremely haunted, but it's just the dateables living their lives.

Door creaking open? That's just Dorian letting the datables in and out of rooms.

Your old record player is playing music randomly? Thats just Rainy enjoying some midnight tones.

Dishware moving around? Daisuke.

Bed being made up for you even though you didn't touch it? Betty.

Weird noises in the attic? Well, that's Zoey, BUT STILL.

It's not until you get the glasses that it all makes sense, and suddenly, you feel a little dumb for all the times you've gotten scared.

[bigmacari]

O GRACIOUS OVERLORD MACARI I HUMBLY REQUEST THE HANKS FROM DATE EVERYTHING! romantically, and I have no specific requests, I’m just going feral for hanks content

THIS IS MINE REQUEST IF YOU WOULD BE SO KIND TO WRITE IT

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Hank(s) x Reader

☆ Romantic Headcannons

☆Warning(s) Suggestive-ish, Injuries

☆Author Note(s) O VALUED FOLLOWER, I SHALL GIVE YOU THIS AS MY OFFERING!! (Sorry for not posting, writers curse hit me hard). Hope you enjoy<3

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☆ Although they are considered a hivemind by many residents of the household, when it comes to loving on you, the Hanks each have their own love languages.

Different strokes for different folks if you know what I mean.

☆ Though, one thing they all have in common is words of affirmation and quality time. The Hanks are not afraid to tell you just how radical and gnarly you are. Feeling down in the dumps and insecure? Not around these men you aren't. It's like getting gang banged with compliments every waking moment.

You think you look ugly? The Hanks are already hooping and hollering about how hot you look.

☆ The Hanks are always by eachother, and now that your apart of them, your never gonna get alone time. Sleeping? All in a cuddle pile. Cooking? Hope you're kitchen doesn't set on fire. Peeing? At least one of them is sitting on the sink and telling you about the radical stunt they just did.

☆ When your sick, it's basically like your in a hospital. The Hanks will spend the entire day taking care of you and making sure your feeling good. How do they know what to do? Hank 3 of course! Guess you could say he knows how to make you feel better in more ways than one.

They also carry you everywhere, so that's a bonus.

☆ All of them have different ways of kissing you.

Hank 1 takes the lead, and is normally the one initiating. His kisses are firm and meaningful, making you smile each time. When you pull back, he's looking at you with the dumbest most lovestruck face ever.

Hank 2 is more shy, careful as though he may hurt you some way. Hands are shakily placed on your hips while your hand is steadily place on his cheek. Overall, you're gonna have to initiate if you want a good kiss out of him.

Hank 3 leaves you dizzy and hot. He somehow knows which place to kiss, when to kiss, and how to kiss it. His lips aren't the only thing that are on you either. He is super handsy. Cheek, neck, abdomen, hips, ass, etc. It doesn't matter as long as your comfortable with it. Takes the longest out of all 5 of them, (which leads to some complaining from the others.)

Hank 4 is excitable and sweet. His kisses are kind of messy. Hand in your hair, tongue in your mouth type deal. He kisses you with the type of passion that makes you think he's gonna die tomorrow.

☆ If you ever get hurt on one of the Hanks gnarly adventures? All of them are either freaking out or grimacing. Even if it's not they big of a deal, they are all over you. Then they're voices overlap in worry and it's super overwhelming. God forbid you break a bone, Hank 2 is passing out. You will NOT be leaving that bed anytime soon, and just like when your sick, your getting carried everywhere.

Hank 5 is passionate in a whole other way. His kisses are chaste but passionate. Every kiss you receive from him, you can feel the love and longing he has for you. Type of man to pick you up and spin you around <3

☆THEY ALL TASTE LIKE GRAPE!

☆ Cuddling with the Hanks is the warmest and most comfortable thing ever. But it gets a little too warm during the summer so make sure Hector turns up the air conditioning. Blankets, snacks, and the afterglow of a super adrenaline inducing challenge? Perfect conditions for a relaxing night of movies, kissing, and talking about eachothers dreams.

☆Not up to go on an adventure? That's perfectly okay! The Hanks don't mind letting you sit back and watch them put on a show.

"Its okay hun! Just chillax and look pretty while we impress you with our sick moves!"

"Yea! We'll have you feeling like a female bird in no time babe!"

"YEA!"

Fucking dorks <3

☆ After the Hanks are realized, they of course have to learn how to be human. And between that and going on with their own dreams, they dont exactly have time to see you has often. This is hard for all of them, as they aren't used to being away from you for so long. Don't worry though, they always make time to visit and catch up on the loving they've missed.

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[bigmacari]

platonic love exists... tell all ur friends u love them!!!!!!

[bigmacari]

PLEASEEE PLEASEEE RIDING RIDINGGG BOUNCING ON THAT SHIT LIKE A DOORSTOP

REAL REAL REAL GUYS THIS IS SO REAL

[bigmacari]

hihi,,, can I ask you for,,,, johnny splash x writer!reader? Like the reader wrote a poem or something along the lines of that for him,,, not sure if this is too silley

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Johnny Splash x Writer Reader

☆You write Johnny a lil something to show your love <3

☆Warning(s) Anxiety, You go through writers block. (Ik scary) Dont worry, Dorian gives you advice.

☆Author Note(s) Hi Penpall!! I'm so sorry this took so long. Believe it or not, I got horrible writers block, hence the story. I still hope you enjoy <3

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☆ You suppose you're not one to get writers block. Ideas seemed to pop into your head fast and smooth, like a river of sorts. You write as a hobbie, a job, a form of appreciation towards the people/thing you love the most.

So when you went to write a confession for your shower of a crush, you didn't think it would be this hard...

Johnny was your inspiration. A beacon of light radiated off of him, forging a path of admiration and appreciation for your work. He encouraged you to write your ideas and opinions of the world.

In return, you usually find yourself writing songs that he can sing. Little whips thought out carefully to fit his... unique vocal abilities. You sit at his mercy, listening as he performs, and pay attention to how every vowel sounds on his tongue.

Eventually, it started to become a routine. Every week or so, you and Johnny would sit on the bathroom floor. Coming up with lyrics and singing together. It didn't have to be necessarily good. Hell knows you're not much of a singer yourself. It just had to be with him.

As your feelings grew for Johnny Splash, unfortunately, so did your inability to write. When it came to writing this dumb confession letter, it felt as though you were paralyzed. Nothing seemed to be perfect enough, an anxiety washed over you every time you tried to lift up a pencil or type on your keyboard.

You just wanted this to be perfect because you thought he was perfect.

"...ugh dammit."

Letting out a huff of frustration, you erase another sentence on the paper you were working on. Using your hand, you swipe off the eraser leftovers. You stare at the paper for what feels like an hour, eventually giving up and laying your head on the desk.

"Trouble in paradise?" A deep voice asks.

Lifting your up head lazily, slowly blinking at the man in front of you.

"Hi Dorian." You let out in an exasperated sigh.

"Hello love, what seems to be the trouble?" Dorian asks, guarding his place at the door, staring at you with his brows frowned together.

"Y'know Johnny?"

"The one with the ear grating singing?"

"Yea."

Dorian crosses his arms as he waits for you to continue.

"I fancy him, and I'm trying to write something cutsy, but it's just not coming to me...I'm frustrated"

Dorian hums, "This is why friendship is better. No awkward tension and frustration, just the smooth sailing of companionship. Beautiful thing, I'll tell you."

You groan, banging your head back on the desk below you. "You're not helping."

He sighs, uncrossing his arms to run a quick hand through his hair. "If he likes you, then you shouldn't have to worry about being perfect or - uh 'cutsy," as you say." Dorian pauses for a brief moment. "Don't let your fears control how you express your love for something."

With that, he turns around and goes back to guarding the door like the conversation didn't happen in the first place.

You look at the door for a moment, then at your paper, and start writing.

☆

The next day, you walk with excitement towards your downstairs bathroom. With a quick hand movement towards your head, you put on the magical glasses that start this all. A few seconds later you see the man you were looking for.

"Hii Johnny!"

Johnny perks up a bit, smiling when he meets your eyes. "Well, hello there gorgeous, you seem mighty energetic today." Johnny takes one of your hands, bring it up to his lips and giving it a firm kiss.

You smile, a blush crawling from your cheeks to your ears. God, you love this man. It takes you a moment to remember what exactly you came here for.

"Here-" You reach your hand out, a small folded note with a pink heart drawn on it can be seen. "-this is for you, Johnny. I- uh, I hope you like it."

He give your hand a squeeze before letting it go and then takes the note you carefully crafted. "Thank you sugar."

You laugh a bit, "You haven't even opened it yet!"

Johnny opens the note, "Any gift from you is worth thanking." He says, then drifts his eyes down to read it.

Letting out a nervous exhale, you watch as Johnny's tired eyes take in the contents on the paper. You watch as his face flushes, his eyes widen, his mouth going agape. You didn't know if this was a good reaction or not.

"So...um, do you like it?" You ask hesitantly.

He snaps his eyes back up to you, and a second later, you seem to be swipped off the ground. "Do I like it?! Darlin' this is 'bout the sweetest thing I've ever done gotten!" His lips make contact with your face, peppering kisses all over.

You giggle, "Really?? I'm glad. I was nervous to give it to you..." You grab his face, giving him a kiss of your own.

"Gorgeous, I will always be impressed with whatever you give me. Plus, I'm usually the one tryin' to impress you..." Johnny holds you close by the waist, inching towards your lips with a hand under your chin.

"Johnny... you'll always impress me." You close the gap, and for a moment, you forget you're in your bathroom.

[bigmacari]

BAD JOKE OF THE DAY: What is the Hanks’ favorite fast food place?

Five guys

[bigmacari]

ON MY SOUL WE ARE CRACKING XXXSHADOWLORD420XXX!!!

Spoilers

CRACKKKKINNNGGGGGGGG

[bigmacari]

Did Parker just confirm that he does acid?? Omg???

[bigmacari]

Could you do a Mateo x fem reader? Just a fluff cuddle session!

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Mateo Manta x Fem Reader

☆ You two cuddle up after a long day of taking care of the inaminals.

☆Warning(s) None

☆Author Note(s) Sorry if this is out of character. I have played through Mateo's story, I just kind of...forgot it? 😭 I hope you enjoy <3

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☆ You sighed, falling onto the bed, running a tired hand through your hair.

Today had been particularly harsh, leaving both you and Mateo to be incredibly exhausted and honestly? Kinda sore. It had been the inanimals grooming day, and like the lovely girlfriend you were, you decided to help Mateo. Little did you know, bathing, brushing, feeding, and nail clipping over twenty plus inanimals was a lot of fucking work.

Every single inanimal had their own routine, personality, and preferences. The amount of information you had to take in made your head spin a little. Of course, your boyfriend made sure to give directions clearly, which you're very grateful for, but that didn’t stop the dull ache that was forming in your back.

Honestly, you can’t even imagine how Mateo must feel having to do this every single day.

You know Mateo absolutely loves the inanimals, and wouldn’t trade the world for them, (that was one of the reasons you loved him so much after all), but you can’t help to wonder how stressed he must feel. This was not an easy job, after all, and you’ve learned that your boyfriend is stubborn when it comes to taking help from others. It's not like he takes many breaks either.

Now that you think about it, you don't think you've ever seen Mateo take a proper break. Sure, he's taken time to love on you and stuff, but you'd hardly count that as a break.

You were gonna have to change that.

With a determined huff, you get up to go find your boyfriend.

A few moments later, you see the back of the white-haired boy you were looking for in the living room. Mateo was currently playing with one of the dog inanimals, telling it to do different tricks and then giving treats after. You smile as he gives the dog some scratches on its head with a faint, "Good boy."

You watch for a minute with a dumb lovestruck smile before deciding to interrupt the sweet moment.

"Hey, Teo!"

Mateo looks over his shoulder, halting his praise for the inanimal. Once he sees you, a big grin spreads across his face.

"Well, look who it is, my favorite human." He turns to you completely after giving the inanimal two more pets, then starts walking over to where you're at.

You immediately take the opportunity to wrap your arms around Mateo's neck, pulling him closer to you. He then slides his arms around your waist, enveloping you completely.

You two stay there for a while fitted like two puzzle pieces. Mateo gives a hum of satisfaction, rubbing his hand up and down your back.

"I wanted to say thank you again for helping today, I know it can be a lot, but it helped more than you could possibly imagine." Mateo lifts his head from your neck and gives you a chaste kiss on the cheek. You suddenly feel your face get warm.

"You don't have to thank me. You work so hard all the time. The least I can do is help, especially if it means you can catch a break." It was now your turn to give him a small kiss. "Which reminds me, are you free right now?"

Mateo, now sharing the same blush as you, lets you go (much to your despointment) and crosses his arms.

"Yea, I just got done feeding all the inanimals, actually. Though, now that I think about it, I probably should- ah!" Mateo feels a sudden pull on his sleeve.

"Great! Now, come-come!" You pull him to the couch, falling down on it dramatically while Mateo chuckles at your at your actions.

You hold out your arms for him, inviting him to come sit with you. He, of course, accepts and leans against you, wrapping a padded arm around your waist pulling you closer towards him.

Mateo lets out a soft sigh, and relaxing into your touch. It seems like he needed this more than you thought.

"I really should make sure the inanimals are alright..." Mateo says after a while, his voice soft and light.

You run a hand through his hair, making sure not to pull any knotts he may have.

"Mateo, I promise I'll keep an eye out, just take a rest okay?" You plead tenderly.

You give him kiss on the forehead, then another on the nose, and one more on the lips. Mateo returns the kiss, putting a gentle hand on your cheek, rubbing his thumb back and forth. When you pull back, Mateo is looking softly at you, a blush very prominent on his tan skin.

"Alright, just for you, mi vida."

...

You're so good at this.

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[bigmacari]

The way Timothy is SIGNIFICANTLY shorter than the rest of the dateables is taking me out.

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I’m nervous to ask but could you do a Timothy timepiece x reader it’s okay if not

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Timothy Timepiece x Reader

☆Romantic Headcanons (I missed writing Headcannons)

☆Warning(s) None!

☆Author Note(s) I LOVE Timothy with all my heart. One of my favorite characters and the first one I romanced. I can't wait to write to him again. Hope you enjoy <3

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☆Timothy's top two love languages are definitely quality time and words of affirmation.

☆For you, and you only, he will make room in his schedule to spend time with you. He often finds himself losing track of the time, actually, as he feels that he can finally unwind and just be himself.

☆Big on overall praise. Laugh at a (kind of bad) joke he made? Oh my, Timothy is giddy! Tell him that his clock collection is a work of art? Timothy is blushing! Reassure that you love both sides of him no matter what? Timothy is basically dead!

☆Later on in the relationship, you'll also find that he can be big into physical touch too. Once Timothy gets beyond the point of shyness (and his own ego), it seems that he doesn't ever want to let you go. He could spend hours wrapped in your embrace, up close and personal, basically purring.

☆Which he does a lot in your presence, btw, even if he may try to gaslight you into thinking he doesn't.

☆Speaking of cat behaviors, Timothy has a habit of nudging his head towards you. He mostly does it when he wants attention. His ears and tail are very expressive, too. Give him a chaste kiss on the lips? Ears are perked, and his tail is swaying side to side happily. His tail also wraps around you when kissing.

☆Although timeliness and scheduling are the things most important to him (besides you ofc.) He is also very into grooming himself. Washed and ironed vest suit, manicured nails, healthy and moisturized hair, etc. All is to say that he puts in as much effort into himself as he does with his pocket watches.

☆If you flirt with Timothy unexpectedly, he either gets so flustered that he can't look at you or completely misses the fact you flirted with him at all. He has pretty good flirting skills himself, it just... gets a little confusing with how he speaks.

"Thank you! I think?"

☆"Ah, darling, your elegance could stop all the pocket watches in my collection from ticking."

"You're the utmost welcome, my dear!"

☆Little spoon. Loves laying on top of you while laying his head on your chest, with arms wrapped around your shoulders. Purrs so loudly, and he tries to swallow them down, but its honestly unavoidable. His tail also wraps around you while cuddling.

It just really depends on how you take it, but he means well.

☆Going on dates with Timothy can either be very relaxing or very stressful depending on what person you are. He often takes the lead when planning and scheduling dates. Timothy has to plan everything, minute to minute. This is great if you're someone who likes to step back and let another person take the lead in those types of things.

☆Pet names! Darling, dear, dearest, my love, lovely, my beloved, and if he really gets 'comfortable'? Master.

☆Kissing Timothy usually consists of quick pecks on the lips and chaste kisses on the cheek. If you get him particularly relaxed, though, nothing is stopping him from wrapping his arms around your neck and pulling you into a particularly needy kiss. Also, he schedules a kissing time about every two hours that consists of exactly 3 minutes. If he can't find you, he gets disappointed.

☆If Timothy is particularly busy one day and doesn't have time to see you, he'll squeeze you into his schedule around the same time he's cleaning his pocket watches. This is actually one of his favorite activities to do with you, as it reminds Timothy of the night he fell in love with you.

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[bigmacari]

HELLO EVERYONE 🤗

I've decided to postpone some Date Everything requests until I can play through the game a bit more. IM SUPER EXCITED!! And I can't wait to start pushing out some writing for this game!!!!

Love yall so much, and HAPPY DATE EVERYTHING RELEASE DAY ❤️❤️

[bigmacari]

Call me fucking crazy, but I think I'm genuinely afraid of Dishy.

He brings out some kind of fear that chills me down to my core....and I don't know why 😭

[bigmacari]

(Probably) Bryce Papenbrook when he found out the lines he had to voice for Timothy.

I wonder how much he got paid

[bigmacari]

What characters in Date everything do you/do you not write for?

Hii, right now I'm waiting for the game to come out fully so I get the characters down. So my options are pretty limited! Any characters I add will be on my pinned post.

Right now I'm currently writing:

The Hank(s)

Dirk

Mateo

Timothy

Johnny Splash

Characters I WONT write:

Dishy

Doug

Sinclaire

Ben - Hwa

Mitchell Linn

Sophia

(NOTHING towards them or anything lmao, I just think I wouldn't them well or are too nsfw)