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[not-a-good-writer]

You know, it's kinda sad that I've lost the patience to write stories but I've got some ideas up my sleeve that I'd like to share, and if you find any of interest then you can use them to your heart's content.

:The… err, three horsemen of the apocalypse:

So my idea for this was, what if the reader had two siblings (whether they are older or younger is up to you). But instead of being, you know, born the traditional way you were all created by death. So in a way each of you gained some attributes of one horseman each. However this doesn't necessarily translate into how you view life or how your personalities are shaped.

Oldest child: The cold and calculated war strategist.

Middle child: The ever so starving overachiever.

Youngest child: The weak optimist.

How does this affect your lives? Not much, unless you get severely hurt, then it's pretty noticeable that somethings up due to your unnatural healing abilities. But you got each other's backs when difficulties arise.

:Not human:

This one actually inspired the first one, but now it's with anomalies? Or whatever you are, it's not very fleshed out but in synopsis. Though most people wrote you off as weird or abnormal the longer someone stays around you it's abhorrently clear that something isn't right. With every little detail that reveals itself indicates that you're not supposed to be here. From the light glow emitting from the eyes that are only noticeable in darker settings to the inhuman amount of pain tolerance and damage your body can take before temporarily shutting down. Though your siblings are not one to share their compassion they have for each other you are more than ecstatic to open up your arms for a lifetime of excitement. And Peppino just so happens to be a magnet of opportunities. Tranquility, heartache and triumph you felt it all thanks to him and his falling establishment. Not that you don't feel empathy for him and what he had to go through to keep his pride and joy from being destroyed, it's just that it was a neat coincidence.

Though your not alone, something else is aware of your existence

Hidden in the shadows, waiting, wathing

It's here, and it's hunting you down

These are some great ideas friend! It seems to me like you already have a great ability to write.

I'll be honest, I don't have the patience to write most of the time either. What I do instead, is write in short bursts. If I get a sudden bout of inspiration, I immediately start writing. Doesn't matter what, I just write down everything that fills my brain.

Then, later on, I organize it better. I'll change or take out some parts, all at my own pace. As of now, I think I have about 11 WIPs in my drafts. So I completely understand not having the patience to write.

[not-a-good-writer]

hii (not on anon cuz i have no shame okay maybe a little shame) buttttt could i request a tavros x reader(matesprites) where the reader also uses mobility aids?not like a wheelchair but crutches and stuff. Take your time! - :o)

I don't write for homestuck, sorry. If you read my pinned post, you can see what characters I do write for tho!

[not-a-good-writer]

i am once again asking for a leon kennedy x zombie reader imagine please and thanks 🤲🤲🤲 they're so precious i CAN'T

sorry this took so long, i'm so hyperfixiated on john marston that it's not even funny. I wanna slap his dick and ride his dumb face. anyway here lmfao

It was another day at the DSO and another day of skateboarding the friendly zombie around the facility. It had been a fairly busy day with the new year just around the corner, many agents being sent out to the major cities all around the country for security measures as the year came to an end and festivities began to arise.

While Leon was surprised he also hadn't been sent out, he was thankful. Being assigned to keep watch over you meant more time to just relax and wind down. Leon sighed softly as he guided you through the DSO, pushing the skateboard towards the labs.

You still weren't exactly fond of the scientists, but Leon was hoping that his presence would keep you relatively calm as the scientists did their tests.

The closer you got, the more you began to click your teeth and chirp lowly. You knew exactly where he was taking you, but you hadn't tried to step off of the skateboard once (not that you could. you'd just tumble and fall right off the damn thing and break another bone).

Leon looked over at you as your chattering teeth became louder as they entered the labs, and he stated.

"Don't worry. I'm going to be with you the whole time."

You clicked your teeth together again, and Leon sighed softly before walking in. The scientists looked uncomfortable, obviously not up to doing more tests after the last incident, and Leon stated firmly.

"Try not to spook them this time. Keep the needles to a minimum."

The scientist gave Leon a look.

"I don't see why you can't just shoot the damn thing and get rid of it already."

Leon glared at the scientist, and the scientist gulped before nervously sweating and stating.

"Alright. Just stay out of the way, Agent Kennedy."

Leon mumbled to himself as he carefully helped you off the skateboard and settle up onto the hospital bed.

"I don't see why I can't just shoot you and get rid of your annoying ass."

You glanced over at Leon, nervously chirping, and Leon patted your hand.

"It's alright. I'm gonna be right here, sweetheart. They're gonna have to stick a needle in you, but you gotta stay calm, okay?"

You gave him a hesitant thumbs up, and Leon hummed, taking a green herb out of his bag and handing it to you.

"Here, hold onto this."

You immediately began to hold the plant tightly, zoning out and ignoring Leon and the scientists. It was stupefying how having the plant made you docile and ignorant to the world around you, and it was almost surprising to him how you didn't even flinch when the scientist pricked you with a needle to take a blood sample.

Black blood filled the vial, and Leon frowned to himself before he glanced at your face. You were staring down at the plant, your free hand playing with the leaves gently, and then you glanced down at the needle.

Your eyes widened, and Leon stood up immediately the second you growled. Pushing the scientist to the side, Leon gently pressed your shoulders back as you sat up.

"Hey, it's alright. It's alright. You're okay, sweetheart."

You let out a wail, a sound Leon had never heard come from your lips, and you looked haunted; frightened by whatever it was that was running through your mind. Leon ran his hand through your hair, soothing you.

"Hey, I'm here. It's okay, (Y/n). You're okay. I'm right here."

You looked at him, and Leon swore that if you could still produce tears, you'd probably be crying. The man sighed before gently before rubbing your cold and frigid arms.

"It's okay."

You calmed down before chirping softly, and Leon asked you, tilting his head.

"Are you alright?"

You stared at him for a moment before hugging your plant close, and Leon smiled softly before patting your head.

"Yeah, you're alright."

Had they had the heart monitor attached to you, they would have heard your heart beat for the very first time.

[not-a-good-writer]

The Midnight Crew relationship hcs

AN: This is strictly going off the intermission because homestuck lore is too complicated for me :p

CW: swearing, brief mention of violence

♠ Spades Slick ♠

Being the leader of the group, he's got a reputation to uphold. He's the toughest gang leader around, and he'll be damned if he ever gets caught being all affection and shit.

So, no PDA from this guy. The most he'll do is wrap his arm around your shoulders or waist, maybe hold hands. In private though, he'll be more physically affectionate but not by a whole lot.

His love language is acts of service. He believes actions speak louder than words, and he's not great with talking about his feelings anyway. He'd much rather show you his devotion, whether that be by taking you to your favorite places on dates, helping you with chores around the base, or killing that one guy that pissed you off the other day.

He seldom calls you by any pet names, but when he does, it's usually toots or babe.

♦ Diamonds Droog ♦

Diamonds is a very suave and sophisticated man. He's pretty much the definition of a gentleman.

He likes taking you out on real nice dates. Candlelit dinners, dancing, anything fancy.

His love language is gift giving, through and through. He's gonna spoil you rotten. See a piece of jewellery you like? It's yours. Can't choose between two pairs of shoes? He'll buy you both. Seriously, don't take this man shopping with you if you don't want him buying you anything you look at for more than five seconds.

It's not like he can't afford it either. The Midnight Crew steals makes good money, so you don't have to worry about that. He likes buying you so many things because it's his way of showing you that you mean far more to him than anything material, so much so that he's willing to go bankrupt for you.

The pet names he'd give you would be doll, dollface, dear, and darling.

♣ Clubs Duece ♣

Clubs is a total sweetheart, obviously. He's completely head over heels for you, and he makes sure you know it.

His love language is both quality time and words of affirmation. He just loves spending time with you. Doesn't really matter what you do, as long as he's with you he's happy. He also praises you a lot, whether it be in the form of compliments, declarations of his love, or telling you how proud he is, it really seems like he doesn't have anything bad to say about you.

PDA? Not a problem! If you wanna hug him, kiss him, hold his hand or whatever in front of other people go right ahead! To him, there's no reason to conceal your relationship. He'd be willing to shout how much he loves you from the rooftops.

His pet names for you would be, honey, angel, baby, and gummybear.

♥ Hearts Boxcars ♥

Despite being the crew's muscle, Hearts is quite the romantic and has a big soft spot for you. What can he say? You just make his melt!

His love language would be physical touch. If he got back from a tiring job, the only thing he'd want is to just cuddle you or have you cuddle him.

He doesn't mind a bit of PDA. He'll be happy to hold your hand, or give you a quick hug or kiss.

His pet names for you would be sweetheart, love, and darling

[not-a-good-writer]

Don't Hug Me Neighbor

[Episode 1]

《You and your friends find yourselves in a new Home.》

《Warnings: the subject matter this ARG has are potentially disturbing. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. Welcome Home was created by Clown @ partycoffin. DHMIS also obtains potentially disturbing content, be mindful.》

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The four of ya'll walk outside gazing at the upcoming houses and buildings in the distance. "Why, why are those houses so far from our own?" Yellow asked, pulling on your hand. You shrug, "can't say I know."

"Maybe it's because we're better than them," Duck replied with a prideful look. "Or maybe it's because we aren't..." Red mutters, his enthusiasm becoming less with each step the group took.

In the center of the colorful neighborhood stood a brilliant red house, with a couple of other houses and buildings surrounding it like a circle.

"Wow, it's so.." Duck interrupted Red quickly.

"Dull. Very dull."

"What? No. It's not dull."

"I like it." Yellow expresses. "Yeah, he likes it. Why can't you?"

"Because that house has two giant eyes that are staring at me."

Your group turns to look at the red house, it blinks right back at you.

"Erm.." You pull Yellow closer to you as the red home sets its eyes, or curtains, on you.

"Oh c'mon now, didn't that stupid notepad come to life before? How is this any different?" Red Guy stares at Duck for a few seconds before nodding. "Yeah, he's right."

The four of you ignore the living house and head in another direction. Going inside a little shop with so many items you could even buy a shed there.

"Howdy new neighbors! The names Howdy! Howdy Pillar, welcome to the neighborhood!"

A caterpillar-like puppet greets the four of you from behind a counter and cash register. He holds out all four limbs for a handshake. Causing Duck to jump back into Red as Yellow stared in awe at the many appendages.

"Yes, hello, we'd like to buy some of your goods. May we take them?" Duck explains, and you huff out a laugh, Howdy too, was chuckling.

"No can do neighbor, you gotta tell me a joke and I'll give you your groceries. Simple as that."

"What? Is that the currency of this place?" Red Guy mumbles as Duck stews in thought.

"Funny joke? Uhm, you kinda look like that, w-worm, no, he was an eagle guy. He went inside my head and gave me a worm in br-rain." Yellow announced curiously, causing Howdy to become quiet at the boys' words...

Your lips becoming a thin line as you recall the incident.

"That stupid worm thought he was a eagle, ha!" Duck mocked. Unaware of Howdy's thoughtful expression.

Before he too, was howling in laughter.

"A worm that thinks he's a bird?! Hahaahhaha!!" The store owner laughed loudly, trying to catch his breath as one of his arms slammed on the counter-top.

"Never heard that one! Interesting delivery there, bud'!" Howdy ruffles Yellows messy blue hair kindly, "So? What can I get ya'll?"

You step in, a simple smile on your face. "Coffee-"

"Now hold on," Duck interrupted, looking up at you. "I have my own specific items I need, I don't want them to be lumped with yours."

"Okay? But what I am getting is for everyone."

"Right, but I'm not everyone. I'm me, and I need things for me." Duck reiterates before pulling out a list and handing it to you. "You... You want more paper? Why?"

"For my shredder! Keep up!"

"Okay.. Can we have some paper-"

"Oh! And Chuddle Dollops, please?" Yellow asked, gazing up at you with puppy eyes. You nodded before look at Red expectantly. "Uhm, I'm good."

"Okay then, so..." Howdy lowers down beyond the counter, placing the items you needed. "Coffee, paper and.. Chuddle Dollops? Hm, never heard of that brand before, I didn't even know that was in stock! Oh well."

Handing over the bags, you thank Howdy as Yellow shyly thanked him too. "Thanks mate'," Red said, holding one of the bags for you, Duck nodded to the bodega owner before all four you left.

"Hm, strange neighbor's.. But they seem nice." Howdy comments to himself before wiping down the counter.

"I agree, they all are quite oddities."

"Oh! Didn't see ya' there Wally. The usual right?"

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[not-a-good-writer]

Platonic DHMIS trio × reader

AN: yellow guy is called David, red guy is Redd, and duck is just Duck. This is really short but I liked how it turned out.

CW: none, just fluff

You and David were cuddling on the couch. You had your legs crossed with him seated in your lap as your arms hugged his torso. He leaned back against your chest the watching TV, which displayed some random shopping channel.

Duck walked into the living room and say you two, "What are you doing?" He asked. "Cuddling!" David responded enthusiastically and threw his hands in the air. "Why? He's not a baby, you know." Duck directed this statement to you. "Well, I like holding him, and he likes being held; so I don't see anything wrong with it." you stated, and David added, "It's like a really really long hug."

Duck crossed his arms, "Well, I still think it's a bit odd. You agree with me, right?" Duck directed his attention to Redd, who was sitting in a recliner next to the couch, reading. "I think It's quite nice actually." He looked up from his book at his feathered friend, "What?"

"Yeah. I've cuddled with them before. It's relaxing, you should try it sometime." Duck let out a little 'hmph', "I'm quite alright, thank you. Do whatever you all please."

"Suit yourself." Redd set his book down and moved to the couch. He sat next to you and leaned his head on your shoulder. You wrapped an arm around him and kept the other around David. Duck stared at you all for a moment, before throwing his hands up, "Ugh, fine! If you all insist."

None of you were insisting anything, but this was just how Duck was. He acted like minor things were an inconvenience, but you all knew it was just because he had a hard time accepting affection.

He sat on the couch and pressed into your other side. He didn't lean on you like Redd, he was more sitting very close to you, which was fine; whatever made him comfortable.

You all relaxed, the sound of the TV providing a comfortable background noise as you sat in silence. None of you needed to speak, your combined presences were enough.

[not-a-good-writer]

Platonic Piepoe x reader

AN: piepoe belongs to @awakenthebeing i love their creature soo much i had to write this lil thing

CW: none :)

You were on your way to see your good friend Piepoe. You've known them for quite a while now and made sure to visit them regularly. Seeing her always made you happy; she was cute and friendly and always gave the best hugs! Their body was so soft, you felt like you could fall asleep on it sometimes (and they would probably let you).

"Piepoe!" you called out once you got the area they usually stayed at. You heard the sound of footsteps and looked to see your friend. They opened they're arms up for a hug and you gratefully obliged. Her arms wrapped around you and she lifted you a bit off the ground. You looked up at them and smiled, "I missed you too. I brought a surprise!"

Piepoe set you down and tilted its head in curiosity. You opened up the plastic bag you were carrying and took out a pie, "I figured we could share it!" Piepoe sniffed the container and her pupils grew wide with excitement. You chuckled and sat down, taking out some paper plates and plastic silverware that you also brought.

You cut a slice of pie for you and your friend and handed it to them. They took the plate and, before you could even take one bite of your slice, wrapped their tongue around the pie and brought the whole piece into their mouth. The bow of her apron started wagging happily (you'd noticed it acted like a tail sometimes), and you laughed as you started eating.

"It's good isn't it? Do you want another slice?" Piepoe nodded, but waited patiently for you to have a few bites before you cut them another one. The two of you chatted while you ate. Well, it was mostly you talking and Piepoe listening. They weren't much of a talker, but you knew they could understand your words and that was good enough for you.

After a bit, Piepoe suddenly stood up. They picked up the pie tin and grabbed your hand and started walking. "Woah! Piepoe, where are you going?" She didn't respond and simply kept walking with you in tow. Soon Piepoe let go of your hand and walked over to what looked like a nest of some kind.

You walked over to see what they were doing and they turned back to you with her arms full of little creatures. There was a flying pineapple, a sardine, a rat, a Peppino clone, and a cheese dragon. They were so small and cute! You looked up at Piepoe, "Are these... your babies?" She nodded and moved closer to you.

You reaches out and let the little ones sniff your hand before giving them gentle pats. They accepted the affection and were soon nuzzling into your hands. You and Piepoe sat down and she set down the creatures. They moved towards you and settled into your lap for more affection.

"They're so cute! Did you want me to meet them?" Piepoe nodded, "ylimaf teem ot dneirf detnaw." They grabbed the pie and set it down in front of you all. The creatures sniffed the air and went to the pie and started eating.

They were kinda messy by the time they finished; so Piepoe picked them up one by one and licked them clean. You found it really endearing how motherly she was. Once all the little ones were clean they pressed up against Piepoe and settled down to have a nap.

You decided that was a good idea, and leaned against Piepoe too. They wrapped an arm around you and spoke, "dneirf smaerd teews."

[not-a-good-writer]

:Just for the funnies:

y/n trying to lick their elbow: so close, yet, so, faaaar

Peppino from across the kitchen counter: ಠ_ಠ

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Peppino @ The Noise: Im-a gonna baja blast your ass if you don't get the fuck out

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y/n bullying Fake pep lovingly: Stinky

Gustavo distraught: No!! don't be mean!!! :(

y/n swaying peps hands back and forth like a jump rope: Stinky bastard man :3c

Gustavo: No!!!!!!!!!

Peppino, amused: Naughty boy, brat… thing

Gustavo: NOOOOO!!!!!!!!

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Mr. Stick: I see your high in vitamin B

Peppino: What does the B in vitamin B stand for?

Mr. Stick: Broke

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Gustavo: I did have a wife but they took her in the divorce

Peppino: They took her in the divorce?

y/n: YoU HaDe a wIfE!?!?

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Vigilante before getting his ass handed to him by Peppino: you've yeed your last haw

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The Noise fucking up Peppino's pizza dough: Two shots of vodka

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Fake pep: njhihuiehxnjgeiiahuiernmdkijieomcijropjaothe mitachondria is the powerhouse of the cell :)

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The Noise: Hey, how ya-

Fake pep: TGBHJCFGHJJ >:(

The Noise: SCREECH, GeT YoUr fUkInG DoG BiTcH

Peppino: It don't bite :)

The Noise: yEaS It dO, gE-

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[not-a-good-writer]

The Noise be doing a bit of trolling at Peppino's pizzeria https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5DoqH3wMiw

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[not-a-good-writer]

Don't Hug Me Neighbor

《You and your friends find yourselves in a new Home.》

《Inspired By: [post] [post], fan artists as well》

《Warnings: the subject matter this ARG has are potentially disturbing. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. Welcome Home was created by Clown @ partycoffin. DHMIS also obtains potentially disturbing content, be mindful.》

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"I quite like this place!" Duck remarked, gazing through one of the opened windows from the house.

"Yeah, I do too, it's peaceful." Red Guy said, watching the sun rise from beyond the orange-colored sky of this new place.

You nodded at the two, settling yourself beside Yellow, asking him for his thoughts.

"I.. uh, I don't really know.." Yellow replied, the young boy yawns tiredly. His head rocking back and forth as he tries to stay awake with his family. You smile at Yellow, "well, let's explore later in the day, it's a bit early, isn't?" You said affectionately, picking up the puppet carefully as he snuggles into your neck.

"Hmp, I want to explore now." Duck whispers under his breath, but follows you and Yellow back to your rooms.

You pause, looking back at Red, asking him if he was gonna head back with you. Yet he remains silent, his focus on the outside world, much different from the one you all knew.

You tuck Yellow back in his bed, patting his messy blue hair before whispering reassuring words to see him when he woke up. Duck heads back into his bed as well, mumbling a sleepy "good-night".

You, however, don't go back to bed. Instead, creeping back downstairs to see Red still in the same place where you left him. His mind still elsewhere, hopefully somewhere happy, you hoped.

You open the fridge, clicking your tongue in distaste, peeved at the stains of blood decorating the inside. Opting to ignore it, you focus on a few items you needed to make a pleasant breakfast.

You were so thankful for the stove to be working today.

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"I reckon if there's any coffee left," Red states, walking over to the fridge, but finding it empty.

"Is there?" Duck asks, looking through his crossword puzzle as Yellow happily munches on the crepes you made.

"No."

"Any in the pantry?" Red questioned you, watching you clean around the pantry door. "No, sorry. I guess will have to stalk up today for groceries."

"Oh yay! We- we can explore this place today!" Yellow cheered, Duck recoiled in disgust. "Close your mouth when you eat, it's rude to talk with your mouthful."

"Sorry..."

You throw away a red-color stained rag in the trash, coming over to Yellows side of the table. Wiping away the crumbs on his cheeks as Red brightens up at the idea of heading into the new environment.

"Yeah! It's evening now, I think we should be fine."

"Hmm, lemme finish this first," Duck says, looking over his puzzle. "What is a six-letter word for an action, but also a group of birds."

"It's a murder." Yellow says, you wince at the words, but dutifully take away the dishes from the table and place them in the sink.

"That can't be right..." Duck utters, scratching the tip of his pencil on his head.

"Can we please just cut away to the exploring bit, please."

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[not-a-good-writer]

Platonic Peppino is plaguing my brain right now so hear.

Imagine accidentally bringing up your partner that you haven't mentioned before in a conversation and Peppino asking you to bring them over so he can meet them properly. (only to then secretly vibe check them, subsequently give them the shovel talk if they don't meet his criteria of a good partner).

Imagen teaming up with Gustavo, Brick and fake Peppino to make a killer present for Peppino's birthday.

Imagen inviting him to a party where you're celebrating one of your milestones, and he couldn't be prouder.

Imagen (dragons) discussing your interests to him while working overtime, keeping eachother company.

Imagen late night talks where you comfort each other and confide in each other's warmth.

Imagen saying a slang but nobody gets it because 80% of the characters are old geezer.

Just imagen man, imagen

All of these are getting me thinking! I might use some of these for future works, cuz I've been wanting to write more platonic Peppino stuff.

I can absolutely see him interrogating your new partner! Especially if you see him as a parental figure.

He just gives off such heavy dad vibes to me, You, him, Gustavo, and fake Pep would all be like a little family!

[not-a-good-writer]

I really like your platonic Peppion headcanons, I bet he would be protective of the reader because of the pizza tower incident. And not just from Pizza heads former goons (or whatever they were) but from anyone trying to make a move on you, customer or not he's having none of that shit.

Peppino would most definitely be protective of you! He's not overbearing about it, but he's willing to defend you if the need arises.

If he sees you dealing with a rude customer, he'll passive aggressively politely give them a warning to be more respectful. If they continue their act, then he's ushering them out the door while giving them a death glare and a "good riddance" once they're outside.

I personally hc that after the fall of the tower, the survivors went on with pretty normal lives. If any of them happen to stop by the pizzaria, they're fine as long as they don't cause any trouble.

If any of them do decide to start anything in the restaurant, he's gonna charge them and tackle them out the door. If they don't get the message from there, then there's gonna be a fight.

But if one decides to harass you specifically, Peppino won't even have a mind to take it outside. He'll start a brawl right there in the restaurant, and you and Gustavo will probably have to break it up.

Peppino will step in to a situation that needs his attention, but if you've proven that you're fine on your own, he'll let you handle things; that won't stop him from staring daggers at the person from the kitchen though.

You're his friend and employee, and he cares about you very much! And no matter how aggressive he'll get with someone, he'll always turn back to you concerned and making sure you're ok.

[not-a-good-writer]

David Livesey × reader | Dog Days

AN: David finds a stray puppy and you two decide to adopt it.

CW: none, just fluff

The heavy rain beat down loudly against the roof of the house. You hoped David would be able to make it home safely. Sometimes unexpected storms came up when he was taking house calls, and a few times he had to stay at a nearby inn for the night.

Thankfully this wasn't the case, as you heard the front door open and close back quickly. You jumped up from your seat and ran to your lover, "David!" You gave him a big hug, not caring that he was soaking wet, "I'm so glad you made it back safe!"

"Careful darling." He adjusted himself before hugging you back with one arm. It was then you noticed that one of his hands was tucked into his coat, "What happened? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but this little one isn't." He pulled back his coat to reveal a small puppy, soaking wet and shivering. "I found it all alone on the road, and I just couldn't leave the poor thing there." You're heart melted at the sight of the little dog. You took it from David's arms and craddled them close to your body. It looked up at you and wagged It's tail, despite cleary being weak.

"What was it doing all by itself? Was it's mom not around?" David shook his head, "Not from what I could see." After removing his coat he gave the puppy a few head pats, "Why don't we get you warmed up little one?"

You grabbed some towels and blankets and brought the puppy into the living room while David went to change. You sat by the fireplace and rubbed the puppy down vigorously to dry it quickly; this made it think you were playing, and it kept trying to play tug-o-war with the towel.

You also checked to see what gender it was, finding it was a girl. Once she was dry you bundled her up in a blanket and set her on some cousins by the fire.

David came into the room shortly after with a bowl in his hands. You gave him a curious look, to which he replied, "I figured they would be hungry."

"They're a she." you informed him. "Ah, a sweet little girl." He sat down next to you and the puppy's nose twitched in the air as it smelled the food. She jumped up from her cocoon and barked excitedly. "Ha ha, yes, here you are." He set the bowl in front of her and she started devouring it immediately.

"You poor thing, you must've been starving." David pet the puppy's back while she ate. You leaned into his side and watched the little dog fondly.

"Are we going to keep her?" David looked at you and smiled more than he already was, "If you want to, then I don't see why not." You smiled back and snuggled against him. He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you in closer. The puppy had finished eating and cralled into your lap to cuddle too.

"She's really friendly." You scratched her ear and her little leg started kicking. David chuckled, "Quite adorable too, like someone else I know." He pressed a kiss to your temple and you felt your face heat up. David patted your shoulder and moved to stand up, "Well, it's quite late, my dear, we should be heading to bed." You looked at the clock and it was indeed late. You stood up with the puppy in your arms and headed to the bedroom.

You sat in the bed and watched David set up a bed for the dog. He took a shallow basket and put a pillow in the bottom with blankets surrounding it. One he was finished he patted the dog bed and the puppy waddled over, sniffing it before climbling it. She turned around a couple times before laying down.

David stood up and got into bed with you, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you close. "What should we name her?" David pondered for a moment, "How about Sokro?"

"Sokro?" You questioned. "It's short for sokrovishche, Russian for treasure."

You giggled at the mention of treasure, "Maybe. We can figure out a name in the morning." David hummed and kissed your forehead, "Goodnight my love."

"Night, David." Soon the two of you drifted off to sleep, wondering what life with your new companion will bring.

[not-a-good-writer]

Odd Friend | fake Peppino + self insert

AN: this is an entirely self indulgent fic of my self insert meeting fake Peppino.

CW: very brief implication of violence

Emma skated cautiously down the dark hallways, trying to see in the low light. Everything was quiet, too quiet. Usually there would be sounds of enemies or rats or something, but for some reason it was totally silent.

She got separated from Peppino and Gustavo while they were being chased by some enemies. It wasn't until they finally let up and she could stop that she realized her friends weren't with her.

This was the first time she was completely alone since entering the tower, and she was feeling quite scared. She figured it would be best to find a safe place to stay put and wait to be found.

She came to the front of a building and strained to see what the giant letters above the door said. "Bruno's Pizza." she read aloud to herself. Hopefully it was someplace safe. She went inside, not catching the 'danger' sign plastered outside.

"Hello?" Emma called out to make sure she was alone. The echo of her voice was the only thing that responded to her, so she sat down on the floor against the wall.

Suddenly, a strange croaking sound echoed through the room. She jumped and looked around, and saw two eyes staring at her in the darkness.

She tried to get up but the thing bouned towards her at great speed. It loomed above her and she froze in terror, staring back at the creature.

"remotsuc a!"

The thing grabbed her ankle and dragged her further into the building. She screamed but was cut off after being dropped onto something.

A sudden light cut through the darkness and she was finally able to see. She looked up at the creature before her to see... Peppino? No, no this wasn't Peppino. It was tall and goopy looking, and it didn't have human proportions.

It seemed more like something that was trying to look like Peppino; or at least, Emma hoped this wasn't the Peppino she knew.

"Tnemom a tsuj ni ydaer eb lliw doof ruoy." The creature stated before walking off and into an adjacent room. Emma sat up and tried to process what was happening. The creature didn't seem like it wanted to hurt her, but then again, that could change.

She looked around the room to see if there was anything she could defend herself with. Upon observation this place looked like a pizzaria, which would explain the sign outside. But the place looked old. Cracked tiles, holes in the walls, odd stains here and there. There wasn't even a proper light source, it was just a single lightbulb with a pull string above the table she was sitting at.

Emma wondered why there was a pizzaria in the tower, and why there was a doppelganger of Peppino here.

She didn't have much time to dwell on that thought however, as 'Peppino' came back with a dish in his hands. He was smiling as he presented it to Emma, "Etiteppa nob!"

She looked at the pizza that had been placed in front of her, then back at the clone. It looked at her expectantly, and she contemplated if eating the pizza was a good idea. The tower had been merciless, and she hardly was able to stop and take a break, much less eat anything. Besides, if this thing wanted to hurt her, why go through the effort of poisoning her? It already proved it was strong enough to haul her like a ragdoll.

She picked up a slice and took a bite. Aside from being cold, it wasn't that bad. Pretty similar to any other fast food chain, in terms of quailty.

"This tastes pretty alright. Thank you." The creature made a happy gurgling sound. Emma continued eating as the creature watched her. It wiggled and danced around the room, as if she was the first person who enjoyed it's food. She giggled at the happy being, feeling much safer and more content.

After she finished eating, she leaned back in her seat a sighed, "Thank you, really. This place has given me nothing but greif. I'm glad that I can finally relax for once."

The creature purred and plopped It's head on top of her's, "You sure are happy! What's your name?"

It's eyes lit up, "ylno dna eno eht, Peppino!" Emma paused. No, this couldn't be Peppino, could it? Had something in the tower turned him into this thing? What about Gustavo and Brick? What happened to them?

But before she could assume the worst, the sound of distant voices could be heard. And they sounded an awful lot like...

"Peppino!" Emma rushed to the entrance and listened closely. It was her friends! They were calling out for her. She turned back to the fake Peppino, "I have to go, my friends are here, but I'll-" the creature whimpered. The expression on it's face looked like a mixture of sadness and anger, "Hey, what's wrong?" She tried moving closer to it, but it turned away and squeezed itself into a hole in the wall before disappearing.

Emma felt a bit upset at the loss of her odd friend. She skated to the door, but before leaving called out,

"I'll be back, Peppino."

[not-a-good-writer]

Hypnotherapy | Pizzahead x reader

AN: this is based on an ask I saw on @nexus-eden 's blog. Pizzahead uses his hypnosis to help you de-stress.

CW: hurt/comfort, consensual hypnosis

The past couple days had been awful. You had so much to do all the time, it felt like you couldn't catch a break. It also seemed like most of the people you've had to interact with have been rude or insufferable.

You finally had a whole day to relax and unwind; though, you found that to be more difficult than you initially thought. It's like your brain was still in work mode and running a mile a minute. Like it hadn't yet realized you were resting. You thought about all the things that still needed to be done in the near future. You replayed the events of the previous days in your head, along with some of the nasty things people had said to you.

It all got to be too much and you felt tears start to well up in your eyes. You got out of bed and went to go find Tonio. If anyone would be able to help you calm down, it was him.

You softly knocked on the door to his office, "Come in!" just the sound of his upbeat voice made you feel slightly calmer. You opened the door and stepped inside, "Hey Tony." Your stress was evident in your tone, since Tonio gave you a look of curiosity that turned into one of concern.

"You ok dear? You don't look so good." He walked towards you and placed a hand on your shoulder. You felt another batch of tears well up as you tried to speak clearly, "No, I- the past few days have been real hard on me. I could use some help to relax."

He placed one of his hands on your cheek and used his thumb to wipe a stray tear, "Of course, hun. C'mere." He led you to a couch in the room and had you sit down. He made eye contact with you and asked, "Ready?"

"Mhm." You stared into his eyes as pink and green rings formed in the whites of them. Within a few seconds it felt like all the stress and tension in you completely melted away. Your body felt warm and light, and your mind was totally at ease.

"Feel better?"

"Much."

Tonio pulled you to rest against him and gave you a soft kiss on the head. You smiled and snuggled close to him, feeling content and happy in his presence.

[not-a-good-writer]

Reverse! Brahms Heelshire x Billy Lenz x reader

AN: A short fic where you're the menace living inside the attic and Brahms and Billy are the unfortunate souls you're tormenting. I might make a part 2 to this.

CW: mentions of nsfw, but nothing explicit

It was a quiet night in the Heelshire mansion. Brahms and his boyfriend Billy were cooking dinner in the kitchen. Classical music was softly playing on the radio, and they were laughing and enjoying each other's presence.

You were in the attic. You had just come in to escape the cold of the winter night. You looked around the dusty room, spying all kinds of miscellaneous junk. What really caught your attention however, was a vintage rotary phone. The bright red color stood out in the dark room, and as luck would have it, it was plugged in.

The ringing of the phone cut through the music. "I'll get it." Brahms made his way to the living room and brought the phone to his ear, "Hello?". At first, it sounded like silence, but then his ears picked up on faint breathing, "Hello? Who is this?"

A giggle sounded from the other end, "f-f-filthy pig, you want me to s-suck you?" Brahms was startled and cleared his throat, "I'm sorry, you have the wrong number."

The voice let out obscene noises before continuing, "nasty whore... you want y/n t-to suck your ff-fat cock? make you s-squeal like a piggy bitch?"

Billy walked into the living to see what his boyfriend was up to, "Brahms? Who is it?"

The voice spoke up before Brahms could, "ohhh, two piggys. you want h-him to watch while I s-s-suck you off Brahmsy? watch me make you cu-"

"Look, you have the wrong number. Please don't call again!" Brahms slammed the phone down, his face was flushed with a mix of embarrassment and frustration.

"What was that?" Billy's face held a look of disgust as he stared at the phone. "Some pervert, don't worry about it. Let's go eat." Brahms wrapped an arm around Billy as they both headed back to the kitchen.

You gritted your teeth as you clutched the phone in your hand, "filthy slut brahms. hanging up on y/n. stupid whore." You threw the phone down and started throwing and shoving anything you could reach. Your tantrum only lasted a couple minutes before you flopped back on an old bed.

You'd be calling Brahms again, and the other boy too. Thinking about it made you giggle. You couldn't wait to talk to them again.

[not-a-good-writer]

Peppino Spaghetti and platonic!reader hcs

AN: Pizza tower has consumed my thoughts and Peppino has such strong dad vibes to me. This is very self indulgent and kinda specific.

CW: none

You started working at Peppino's Pizza shortly before the pizza tower incident

Though you'd only been working there for a few weeks, you couldn't help but feel bad for your boss who was struggling with debt. He'd never been hard on you despite the emotional strain he was put under, and never asked you to work overtime.

You couldn't believe it when a sentient floating pizza appeared in the restaurant one day and threatened to destroy it. As wacky as the situation was, Peppino wasn't going to let his pride and joy be ruined.

You and Gustavo rushed after him towards the tower and helped him along his journey; and the whole ordeal brought you all much closer.

You started seeing Peppino as more than just your boss, and he saw you as more than his employee.

He started referring to you as 'piccolo/a'. You didn't know what it meant, so you asked Gustavo about it one day.

He chuckled and explained to you that the direct translation meant 'little one', but the nickname was often used by family when referring to their children.

You were pleasantly surprised by this revelation, since you looked up to Peppino as a father figure yourself.

The next time you say Peppino, you decided to let him know the feeling was mutual:

He'd just finished washing some dishes and asked "Piccolo/a, could you help me put these away?" "Sure thing, padre." he looked at you in stunned silence for a moment before his face softened. You thought you almost saw a tear in his eye as he pulled you in for a hug.

Since then he's been teaching you more about his craft and all his tips and tricks. It feels good to have someone to pass all his knowledge down to, and your honored to be the one to learn it.