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Good day! Would you be willing to do a Xavier Thorpe x male reader? If so, do you wanna hear an idea of mine? :3 👀

I would absolutely love to hear an idea if you have one

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HEYY!! I was just thinking about Eugene Otinger with a male reader who has the same obsession with bees as him and Eugene is just like ��he’s the one”

“Lame”

Short Story᯽

Authors words: sorry for taking forever- I had jack shit ideas for this just like I know Jack shit abt bees- speaking of that- I may have bullshitted my way through this cause I don’t know anything abt bees;-;

Word Count: 712

Character(s): Eugene Otinger

Pronouns: He/Him

Warning(s): Y/n has pathokinesis but that’s not directly(if at all) stated in this, I gave Y/n the last name Stygian, Ajax X Enid, not proof read, Enid is referred to as Wereblond instead of Werewolf like once,

“Lame.”

“Lame.”

“Lame.”

“Lame.”

“Lame.”

“Lame.”

“Lame.”

“Choir? Really? How��. Lame.”

Y/n groaned for what felt like the hundredth time, rolling his head back as he did so.

“I don’t get why I have to join a club. They’re all so—“

“Lame?” Ajax, Y/n’s childhood friend, mocked as he laughed at his friend's antics. “What’d you do your whole first year in that normie school then?”

Y/n looked at his childhood friend with a half hearted, annoyed glare. “None of them wanted a freak to join their club. You’d know that if you listened to me instead of gushing about your werewolf girlfriend.” The [taller]/[shorter] male said, rolling his eyes.

Ajax only rolled his eyes back to his friend before nudging him. “Hey, we still have one more club to check out.”

“Fuck my life…”

And that’s how they ended up in front of what seems to be an old tool shed. However what caught Y/n’s attention was the bees buzzing around the building, as well as the boy wearing bee protection gear.

“Well this is it.” Ajax gestured to the building before turning to Y/n. “But knowing you, you’ll probably find it lame too—“

Ajax is cut off by Y/n. “Hey, don’t you have a date with wereblond?”

“Oh my god! I totally forgot me and Enid had library duty today!” The Gorgon shouted. “I’ll see you later dude!”

Rolling his eyes as Ajax ran back to the school, he turned to the boy who was coming up to him.

“Hey! Are you here to join the bee-keeping club?” Y/n nodded. “Really?! Okay!- I’m Eugene Otinger, just call me Eugene, did you know you’re the second person that wants to join this club? Oh! And- what do you know about bees?”

“Y/n Stygian, dark, I know.” He joked. “Now uh- yes I am. Yes really. Okay Eugene. No, I didn't know that. And I know quite a lot, bees are pretty… cool.” Y/n answered all of Eugene’s questions.

“Woah! Did you just say bees were cool? I was told you thought everything was lame?”

“I do. Bees just so happen to be my favorite living creature, Ajax is a close second.” Eugene chuckled nervously at the male.

“W-well then… What do you know about bees?”

Eugene watched as Y/n’s eyes seemingly lit up. “Well for starters bees are—“ The [taller]/[shorter] male started to ramble on and on about everything and anything he could that had to do with bees as Eugene occasionally jumped in with excitement.

The two found themselves smiling and enjoying each other's presence as they continued to talk about bees for the next two hours. To anyone else they would’ve seemed like weirdos, passionate weirdos, but weirdos nonetheless.

And they were.

However, that didn’t stop them as they continued to talk, even as Eugene got out of his bee protective gear and walked back to school together, still talking about bees. Both of them waving their hands around and smiling as they walked through Nevermore hallways.

Y/n invited Eugene into his dorm, finding he has no roommate, and looked in awe as there were bee plushies and pillows on the bed, along with other bee related things. Eugene found that the stuff that took up most of the dorm was anime stuff, bees, or metal bands. Which was pretty cool in his opinion.

The two continued to talk in Y/n’s dorm for awhile, still about bees, and sometimes other stuff. However after Eugene finally left to go to his own dorm, he found himself thinking.

Y/n and him shared an interest in bees, and both only had like two actual friends. Not only that but they could both just communicate so well with each other, both finding out that the other also found it hard to talk to most people. It was just… perfect.

Y/n on the other hand was thinking similarly. To him, Eugene was like Ajax, “totally not lame” in his own words. Unlike Ajax, Eugene shared his interest in bees, which most people are creeped out by. It was also just so easy to talk to the other boy.

‘Could he be the one?’ They both wondered that night.

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More xavier 😈

I totally would but I need ideas mannnn😭

I could spill hundreds of ideas for other people but when it comes to my own shit I have nothing, my brain literally disappears😭😭

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Coming Out as Transgender to “Wednesday” characters

Characters: Wednesday Addams, Enid Sinclair, Eugene Otinger, Xavier Thorpe, Ajax Petropolus, Tyler Galphin, Bianca Barclay

Pronouns: None(this works for trans fem and trans masc and any other trans but I did target it in the masc/fem direction)

Warning(s): Includes trans Gomez & Morticia, deadnaming(accidental), Y/n x Enid x Ajax in one of them, all Y/n’s have pretty different personalities

Wednesday Addams:

Y/n, chilling in Wednesday & Enid’s dorm: “Wednesday, I need to tell you something.”

Wednesday, typing on her typewriter: “Is it important? I’m in the middle of writing my novel.”

Y/n: “Very important.”

Wednesday, turns around to face y/n: “carry on then.”

Y/n, taking a deep breath:

Y/n: “I’m trans.”

Wednesday:

Y/n:

Y/n: “Are you gonna say something or—“

Wednesday: “My parents are trans as well. Is that all?”

Y/n, stunned: “uh- oh uh- uhm yeah- that was it.”

Wednesday, turning back around: “Very well then.”

Wednesday, typing: “What will you go by now? Also what pronouns shall I use when addressing you?”

Y/n: “oh uh- Y/n and [he/him]/[she/her](or any other variation)”

Wednesday: “Alright then.”

After that she would stop someone mid conversation to correct them on your name and pronouns if they messed up and misgendered anybody who purposely deadnamed or misgendered you(the consequence if they continue after that tho is unknown). Don’t try and thank her though because she will say she’s just having common decency.

Enid Sinclair:

Enid: “So there was something you wanted to tell me?”

Y/n: “Oh uh- yeah…”

Enid, resting a reassuring hand on Y/n’s shoulder: “You can tell me anything [deadname]!”

Y/n: “well uhm.. I actually wanna go by Y/n and use [he/him]/[She/her] pronouns..”

Enid: “Oh! That’s so cool!”

Enid, pausing: “Wait- I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to call you by your-“

Y/n: “It’s fine, I just came out to after all. You couldn’t have known otherwise.”

Enid, whining: “true… but I still feel bad about it!”

Y/n, softly smiling: “You didn’t know, don’t worry about things you make mistakes of when you had no knowledge on them.”

Enid, smiling: “I’ll try! Thanks for trusting me enough to come to me with such information Y/n, I’ll make sure I will work on the pronoun and name thing!”

Y/n: “Knowing you, you’ll probably get it down in a week.”

Enid: “Really?!”

Y/n: “Really. Now let’s go, I did offer to go shopping with you the other day.”

Enid: “Yay! Ooo could we get matching keychains?”

Y/n: “Sure.”

She proceeded to correct everyone on your name and pronouns after that. She also did get your name and pronouns within the week.

Eugene Otinger:

Eugene: “You wanted to tell me something?”

Y/n, taking deep breaths:

Y/n: “Eugene. You got to promise me you won’t tell anyone what I’m about to tell you, at least not until I’m ready.”

Eugene: “Okay?…”

Y/n: “Eugene I’m trans.”

Eugene: “Really? That’s cool!”

Y/n: “You’re… you’re fine with it?”

Eugene: “I have two moms… there’s nothing wrong with being apart of the LGBTQ.”

Y/n: “Well I know that Eu.”

Eugene: “So do you have a new name now orrrr?”

Y/n: “Oh! I wanna go by Y/n.”

Eugene: “Y/n, huh?… That’s so cool! I like it! It really fits you.”

Y/n: “Really?”

Eugene: “Totally!”

Y/n, smiling: “Thanks Eu. I appreciate the support.”

Eugene: “Of course! You’re a hummer after all! And Hummers….”

Y/n, rolling their eyes with a smile: “Stick togetherrr… now come on, I want the bees to meet the new me.”

Eugene: “They’ll still love you! I just know it!”

He introduced you to the bees all over again as Y/n and your new pronouns, and after he did that he told you that the bees said they still love you and are very proud.

Xavier Thorpe:

Y/n: “Xavier i have something to tell you.”

Xavier, drawing: “Hm?”

Y/n: “I’m trans.”

Xavier, still drawing: “I know.”

Y/n: “I hope that you accept me—“

Y/n, processing:

Y/n: “Wait what?”

Xavier, looking up to Y/n: “I had a dream where you presented as the opposite sex and went by a different name,”

Xavier, passing his note book to Y/n: “I even drew you from my dream.”

Y/n: “That’s scary… I was planning to do exactly that to my hair…”

Xavier: “Haha… yeah… my dreams are kind of weird but back to the topic, what are you going by now then?”

Y/n: “I was thinking Y/n.”

Xavier, smiling:

Y/n: “That’s what I went by in your dream huh?”

Xavier: “Possibly.”

Y/n: “Oh my god. Let me guess, there’s more of those drawings, huh?”

Xavier: “Well I couldn’t get the dream out of my head so yeah, plus you’re a pretty good muse.”

Y/n: “You’ve got to show me.”

Xavier:

Xavier: “Do I have to?”

Y/n, smirking: “I’m your muse, right?

Xavier: “… fine, after school.”

Y/n: “Bet.”

He had no issues with your name or pronouns, and he had around five or so drawings of you which were super cool. He also offered to help you go buy new clothes for outside of school, only if you agreed to then model for him from time to time so he could draw them.

Ajax Petropolus:

Ajax: “Ayeeee wassup? What’d you wanna talk about?”

Y/n: “Ajax, I’m going to need you take this conversation very seriously, okay?”

Ajax: “Is something wrong?”

Y/n: “What? No, I just- Okay I’m just going to outright say it.

Y/n, takes a deep breath: “Ajax, I’m trans.”

Ajax, shocked: “YOURE LEAVING?!”

Y/n: “Yes I am.”

Y/n, processing:

Y/n: “The fuck? No- where the fuck did you get that from?”

Ajax: “But you just said you’re transferring?”

Y/n: “Ajax, no. I’m trans.”

Ajax, distressed: “Yeah, you’re trans. That means you’re leaving Nevermore!”

Y/n: “No, Ajax. I’m trans GENDER.”

Ajax: “Oh…. OH! My bad.”

Y/n, shaking their head: “Oh my god Ajax you’re gonna be the death of me.”

Ajax: “You’re welcome- wait does that mean you go by something different now orrr?…”

Y/n: “Y/n.”

Ajax: “Okay okay, bet, I can do that.”

He’s genuinely really happy he’s the one you came out to first but also feels bad he didn’t understand what you were saying at first.

Tyler Galphin:

Tyler: “Oh hey, [deadname]! Something on your mind? You don’t normally visit after hours.”

Y/n: “Tyler i need to tell you something.”

Tyler, sitting next to Y/n: “Oh? What’s up?”

Y/n: “Tyler I’m just going to kind of drop this on you so prepare yourself, okay?”

Tyler: “Uhh okay?”

Y/n: “Tyler… I’m trans, and I wanna go by Y/n now.”

Tyler:

Tyler: “Y/n, huh? I like it.”

Y/n: “You do?”

Tyler: “Yeah, it fits a pretty [boy]/[girl] like you.”

Y/n: “Glad you think so.”

You’re now only referred as Y/n or pretty [boy]/[girl] unless you ask him to call you otherwise. He also offered to see if his dad could help you change your name legally if that’s what you want.

Bianca Barclay:

Y/n: “Bianca I need your help.”

Bianca: “Hm? What’s up?”

Y/n: “First off, sorry for barging into your dorm, I really need to get this off my chest.”

Bianca: “It’s fine, just tell me what you need to.”

Y/n: “Okay- so like- I uh-“

Bianca: “Take your time, I’m listening.”

Y/n: “okay. Okay…”

Y/n, taking deep breaths: “Okay… Bianca, I’m trans.”

Bianca: “Oh?”

Y/n: “yeah and like- I need help looking more [masc]/[fem]/[Androgenous] because I may or may not have a date tomorrow with Ajax and Enid so like—“

Bianca, sighs: “Fine, fine, I’ll help you. But first you have to tell me if you have a new name or not.”

Y/n, grinning: “Oh! It’s Y/n!”

Bianca: “Alright Y/n, meet me at the gates around 4:15(pm), I have a few things I need to finish.”

Y/n: “Eeee! Thank you! I appreciate this so so much!”

Bianca: “Yeah, yeah.”

Not only did she pick you out the best outfit for your date the next day but she helped pick out stuff for everyday wear. Bianca also said if you ever wanted/needed help when it came to stuff like binding/tucking(if you decided to start) she’d be there to help you as she has met quite a few trans people due to “connections”, whatever that meant.

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I woke up to 327 notifications from this blog wtf ??? Uh- thank you??? I’m so confused—

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“Cliché”

Headcannons᯽ Incorrect Quotes᯽

Authors Words: I love this man sm and I tried to do something for him, please don’t judge me I can’t write HCs

Word Count: 1687

Character(s): Xavier Thorpe

Pronouns: none used(masc coded)

Warning(s): both the reader and Xavier fall under the multisexual umbrella, not only is this “friends to rivals to lovers” trope but it’s also an “idiots in love but in denial” trope(yw), not proof read

⚰︎ You and Xavier were once best friends, you mainly got along due to you both being able to manipulate stuff, him drawings and you Shadows

⚰︎ However you both winded up falling for the Wednesday Addams, and you both being best friends quite easily caught onto the others feelings for the alternative girl

⚰︎ Though neither of you physically or verbally fought over her, you both definitely had some kind of mental arguments and created tense atmospheres whenever the two over you were around the other to the point it could be cut with a guillotine

⚰︎ What neither of you seemed to notice however was that you both definitely started to catch feeling for each other after being ditched by Wednesday(for Tyler) on more than one occasion, together

⚰︎ Specifically on Outreach day at Weathervane where you both were (unfortunately) to work together for the whole day and practically get rejected by your shared love interest at the same time

Picking up dirty mugs off one of the boothed tables and wiping it down you had caught the voice of your EX best friend.

Eyeing a glance to see what he was doing you found him in the middle of a conversation with Wednesday. That would simply not slide with you. So taking your wet rag and leaning next to your old friend you join in.

“Oh yeah? You want-“

“Oh hey Wednesday.” You said, quickly cutting Xavier off. “You want a Kaffee or something?”

You caught a glance of Xavier side eyeing you but you just brushed him off and kept smiling. However Xavier decided to add to your comment with his own. Seemingly dragging himself back into the conversation you tried to overtake.

“It’s one of the many perks of this wonderful assignment.” He said, to which you nodded in agreement. Sure you didn’t want him to be a part of this conversation but he definitely was right. The best part of this assignment was the free coffee.

“I’m actually here for Tyler.” Wednesday said to which you crossed your arms and scoffed at.

“I told you he was bad news.” Xavier replied verbally.

“Twice, from both of you.” She said flatly. “But who I speak to is my business.” She continued before ringing the bell.

Your face scrunched at the annoying ding but brushed it off as Tyler came out from the back.

“You rang?” Tyler said.

Wednesday looked at you and Xavier as if asking you both to leave them. Both you and the brunette scoffed before you grabbed Xavier’s forearm.

“Come on Xav.” You said as you dragged him away in the other direction.

Xavier pulled his arm out of your grasp and looked at you in disbelief. “Xav?” You couldn’t tell if he was offended, hurt or something else. “Really?”

“What?” You replied, questioning him before you paused, finally processing what you did.

“Whatever. Get back to work, Thorpe.” You turned on your heel and went back to wiping tables, now feeling some kind of pit in your stomach for the rest of the day.

⚰︎ After that things pretty much stayed as they were

⚰︎ You did get pretty jealous when Wednesday asked Xavier to the Rave’N dance, but for some reason you couldn’t exactly tell who you were jealous of and just winded up avoiding anything to do with the Rave’N dance altogether

⚰︎ Only after the Rave’N dance did you find out that Xavier and Wednesday didn’t go together and you felt relief flood throughout you

⚰︎ However after that you did start skipping any and all classes you had with Xavier and Wednesday, because you felt that put in your stomach from your Weathervane assignment all over again

⚰︎ You only ever showed up to class for any possible tests and to pick up class work you missed, other then that you isolated yourself in your dorm and gave the silent treatment to your vampire roommate if they ever tried to ask about what was happening with you

⚰︎ Quite literally, you disappeared into the shadows of your guys dorm room until they stopped questioning you or they left

⚰︎ That continued all the way until Xavier was arrested for supposedly being the monster(that you managed to find out is called a Hyde due to your roommate)

⚰︎ Though due to you knowing Xavier for as long as you have and how you were both practically attached to the hip before the whole Wednesday thing, you knew damn well you would’ve been dragged into the whole thing way before Wednesday even showed up, therefore automatically telling you Xavier was innocent

⚰︎ However you were confident that Xavier was not the Hyde monster, you couldn’t help but feel slightly betrayed due to you anxiety and insecurities eating you up and telling you that you’re only saying he’s innocent cause he’s your best friend

You laid on your back facing the roof, headphones over your beanie blasting music as your head swarmed with thoughts.

Was Xavier really the Hyde?

Was it because of Wednesday? Is that why he didn’t tell you? No, the monster had been around before her and the whole Wednesday crush thing.

Could he have just not trusted you with his secret?

Were you not trustworthy?

You wouldn’t have told on him, he was your best friend. So why wouldn’t he have trusted you?

Were you a bad friend?

⚰︎ After sitting like that for an hour or so you told yourself to “man up” and decided to go and find out if you or your anxieties were right, which was pretty easy for you to sneak out of a Nevermore and into the police station due to you being able to manipulate shadows

⚰︎ You remember the whole night as if it was yesterday

⚰︎ You remember sitting next to his cell and asking him questions that he answered

⚰︎ And him and you both sitting on opposite sides of his cell back to back holding hands as you both cried and apologized to one another

⚰︎ You remember all of it

⚰︎ You also very much remember him pulling your hand through the bars and kissing up your arm as far as he could while saying “sorry” before you had to disappear into the shadows before one of the deputies walked in

⚰︎ You also remember after the whole crackstone thing where you had thanked Wednesday for taking an arrow for Xavier because “he’s an idiot”

⚰︎ And how she immediately went to asking if you and Xavier were a thing

⚰︎ You and Xavier were practically dating after the whole night in the police department and didn’t even realize until then

⚰︎ (That was just something you both laughed about after though, alongside both of your guy’s old crushes on Wednesday)

⚰︎ After you guys came to terms that you both liked one another everything had practically gone back to they way it was before, just you guys being more than friends this time

⚰︎ Though one thing didn’t change however

⚰︎ And that was your guys rivalry

⚰︎ Everything was a competition and or a fight now

⚰︎Examples:

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You, in a whiny voice: “Xav I’m tireddd.”

Xavier, in a mocking voice: “Xav I’m tired.”

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Xavier would always answer (basically) all your questions and requests with a “no” before actually answering/fulfilling your request(s).

You: “Hug me.”

Xavier: “clingy much?”

Xavier: *hugs you anyways*

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You’ll both wind up fighting over who can eat faster anywhere at anytime. You could be having dinner with both your families and friends and still wind up scarfing down all your food to beat the other.

Xavier: *eating quickly so he can go draw*

You: *eats just as fast so you can listen to music*

Both: *Glaring across the table as you both scarf down food trying to clear your plate before the other*

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Xavier: “I can’t believe we fell in love. We literally became the Rivals to Lovers trope irl.”

You, smirking: “Who doesn’t live a good cliche?”

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Xavier: “Hey, you want some leftovers?”

You: “What's that?”

Xavier: “You've never had leftovers???”

You: “No, because I'm not a quitter.”

Xavier: “… that’s a fucking lie.”

You: “Fuck off and die.”

Xavier: “Bet.”

You: “Wait no-“

Xavier, Smirking:

You: “I hate you.”

Xavier: “Good.”

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You: “I live to spite you.”

Xavier: “Then why are we married?”

You: “To ruin your life, duh.”

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Xavier gets up an hour earlier just so he can say he brushed his teeth first.

Now you both go to bed at eight and wake up around 3:40 just to beat the other.

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You: “I'm 10 times funnier and sexier than you.”

Xavier: “10 times 0 is still 0 though.”

You: “Jokes on you, I can't do math.”

Xavier:

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You: “Three words. Say them and I‘ll buy dinner.”

Xavier: “Three words.”

You:

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Xavier: “Okay, help me with this drawing… please.”

You: “Got two words for you.”

Xavier: “I bet they won't be helpful.”

You, with a close eyed smile: “Your problem.”

Xavier: “I was right.”

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He also does his best to remember dates just so he can pull shit like this:

You: “Can you please be serious for five minutes?”

Xavier: “My record is four, but I think I can do it.”

You: “Why am I dating you?”

Xavier, smiling: “Because you said “I love you” first.”

You:

You: “Did I?”

Xavier:

Xavier: “March 2nd at—“

You: “jeez okay fine just shut up.”

Xavier, smirking:

You: “I hate you.”

Xavier: “Keep telling yourself that.”

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He would probably give you his left kidney with absolutely zero questions but won’t give you his phone charger even if his phone is at like 70%

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Trivial matters trip both of you up and you both being stubborn, wind up arguing over said matters.

You: “who’s turn is it to do the dishes?”

Xavier:

Xavier:: “ I think it’s yours.”

You: “But I did them yesterday.”

Xavier: “No you most definitely did not.”

You: “Did too!”

Xavier: “Did not!—“

And it continues.

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“Hexed Child”

Chapter 3 ch1|ch2

Prompt: a child ends up in the Entity’s realm, in the cursed hell where those who had already suffered enough in life had been chosen to suffer for eternity, a hell where they had to kill or survive, and make constant sacrifices. How well will they handle having a child to take care of in this constant game of death.

Authors words:

Gah sorry for the wait;-;

Pronouns: He/Him

Tags: @doggo-owns-this-account

Warning(s): de*th, manipulation, moral questioning, reader throws a fit, Tricksters screaming k!nK

“So.. I just stand here?… why?” {Reader} asked.

The Trickster had dragged {Reader} to the other side of the map, the side where the closest gens near him are already done, leaving Trickster with a higher chance of the other survivors not finding the little boy.

“Because… if you do I’ll uh…” Trickster tried to find something that would catch the kids interest.

Then a flip switched in Trickster’s head.

“I’ll get you a coat like mine! You said you liked mine right?” Trickster watched as the little boys eyes sparkled ever so slightly.

“Really?!”

Trickster nodded “of course, I always keep my promises.”

Trickster just hoped the Entity would let him get the kid a jacket like his, otherwise the kid would never trust him again.

Than again… why did he want the kids trust anyway?

As Trickster was about to go into a deep dive on what his morals were again, a gen popped.

Two left.

“Alright buddy, I gotta go okay? Uh…” Trickster pat his pockets down in search of something.

“Ah there it is!” Trickster pulled out a photo of himself.

“Here, you can draw on the back of this yeah?” He said as he pulled out a purple pen and handed it to the kid.

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With the Survivors

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“I can’t believe you left a kid to deal with him.”

“Shut it gramps.” Feng snapped as the three survivors finished a gen.

“Haven’t heard him scream, so he most likely hasn’t been hit yet, so chill out.”

“Do you really think that kid is looping him that good? He’s just a kid right.” David said, contemplating his life.

“Hell if I know dammit— AHH!!” Bill screamed as he was hit by a barrage of daggers.

Feng and David Ran off over behind some ruins, or “loops” as they called it.

Bill was close to being knocked down but he kept crouching behind this one pallet or the finished gen.

It was getting annoying.

Then finally, Trickster got a lucky shot in as Bill tried to crouch behind the pallet once again.

The idol hummed in content as he broke the pallet and picked Bill up.

Even with Bill’s wiggling, he still hummed in what Bill saw as delight. Oh god did he want to punch the younger purple haired man, if only he could.

“AHHHHHHH!!” Bill’s scream rang out through the realm.

Trickster hit Bill with his bat.

“Arghhh!… don’t you got the others to go get, or are you scared to lose- Arghh!!..” Bill groaned as Trickster hit him again.

“Asshole.”

Trickster laughed.

“Why should I leave when everyone I need to kill is on the other side of the wall to my left?” Trickster whispered towards Bill.

“RU- ARGHhhhh..” Bill groaned as Trickster hit him again and booked it to the other two survivors.

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With Reader

——

{Reader} heard Bill scream.

He also heard a loud bang come from the sky above, a thing that looked like his friend, or what Feng called “The Entity” come down and and then retract itself back towards the sky.

{Reader} had convinced himself that he wasn’t hearing anything, at least anything that mattered anyway.

That’s what Trickster told him, anything that he heard in the trial from then on didn’t matter and to wait for Trickster to come back.

Plus, {Reader} was having too much fun drawing the Trickster with him and his pet cat. He missed pebble, hopefully he was okay.

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With the Others

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Feng had gave her life for David as he had escaped the eyes of the the Trickster.

He prayed that {Reader}, who he had learned the name of from Feng, was working on a gen somewhere.

As that thought passed he found a gen that was almost done. David figured that {Reader} was working on it and than the Trickster showed up.

Now assuming {Reader} was looping the Trickster around somewhere nearby as his heartbeat started to speed up.

*BOOM*

Then gen was finished.

One left.

As David tried to hide his scratch marks by walking away, he was suddenly hit by three daggers in the back.

David was now injured.

As David ran through the realm the Trickster laughed out, not too far behind him.

“I haven’t heard you scream enough David! Please! Entertain me for a little!!” Trickster laughed as he threw more daggers.

And just like that, David was down and being picked up by the Trickster.

Once David was hooked, he noticed something.

He saw {Reader}’s aura.

They were laying on the ground.

Had they been slugged and David just hadn’t realized it? Dammit!

The kid is probably suffering over there now.

David watched as the Trickster left towards the direction of the aura.

“You— heartless bitch!—“ David struggled to scream out.

Trickster had sloppily put David on the hook, resulting in one of David’s lungs being punctured.

Of course, the Entity made it so he didn’t die due the injury, but goddamn it hurt like a bitch.

Maybe he should’ve payed more attention and looked for {Reader}’s aura, maybe then he wouldn’t be bleeding out on the ground right now.

David closed his eyes and sighed as the Entity’s claws came down, accepting that everyone was dead and they had lost this trial, he would have to apologize to {Reader} after the match for not noticing him sooner.

——

With the Trickster and Reader

——

As soon as {Reader} saw the Trickster enter his view he stood up excitedly. Flinching as there was the loud bang from the sky again, though he recovered quickly and practically hopped over to the Trickster.

“Look! Look! Trickster look!” {Reader} shouted happily as he practically shoved the back of the picture of Trickster into his abdomen.

“Hmm?~ what’s this now?” The Trickster said as he slowly grabbed the pictures {Reader} had drawn on the back of his autograph.

{Reader} seemed excited by the question, “it’s you, me, and pebble!!” Poking the back, or the front, of the piece of paper.

Trickster knelt down and put the photo between him and {Reader} “okay now show me who is who.”

“That’s you!” {Reader} said as he poked the person on the left, “me, and than pebble!” as {Reader} listed the names he poked the drawing on the right, and then the one in the middle.

“Oh here!” {Reader} said as he grabbed the paper out of the Trickster’s hands and started writing on the photo.

“There! Now you know who is who!” {Reader} exclaimed happily as he held the now labeled pictures of the three towards the Trickster.

“Why thank you dear~” Trickster dragged out his words as he grabbed the paper and stood up.

“Follow me, we got to bring you back to camp at some point.” The adult male laughed, {Reader} giving him a confused look as he followed behind.

“Camp?”

Trickster proceeded to explain that after the trial, they would arrive back into the forest of “the safe realm” where if anyone hurts anyone, they get punished, and that there were two campsites in the “safe realm’s” forest.

One for killers, like him, and one for survivors.

“You’ll go to the survivor one.”

“Why?”

“Cause you’re a survivor.”

“But.. you were nice to me, so I wanna go with you!” {Reader} said as he stopped following Trickster and stomped his foot.

Trickster laughed nervously.

Please tell me this kid wasn’t about to throw a tantrum.

‘Come on, come on…. Think, dammit! Think!’ The Trickster cursed at himself. He didn’t know how to handle kids! Much less an upset one!!

“Uh- well you could always just come to the killer camp when you want..” Trickster paused.

Did he just tell a child… A CHILD, that they could COME TO THE KILLERS CAMPSITE WHENEVER HE WANTED?????

“Really?! Yay! Thank you uh…. Is your real name Trickster?”

“Hmm?~ Of course not! It’s just a flashy nickname!” Trickster smiled.

“Oh.. so what do I call you?”

“Trickster?” The Trickster said, questioning the child.

“Oh! Do you wanna call me by something different? Is that it?” {Reader} only nodded in reply.

Trickster laughed at the child, such a weird little thing he was.

“Hmmm Ji-Ji sound good to you kid? It’s as close as you’ll get to my real name” Trickster said as he held back a laugh.

{Reader} nodded vigorously.

“Alright then kiddo,” Trickster started as he began to hear the hatch, “what about you, ya haven’t told me your name ya know, I can just keep calling you dear and kid after all.”

{Reader}’s eyes sparkled slightly once again “{Reader}!”

“Well then {Reader}, you see that thing?” Trickster said as he knelt down a bit “that’s the hatch, it’s another escape you can use, you got that?”

{Reader} nodded.

“You go through there, I’ll see you soon alright? Just go to the survivor campsite, I’ll come get you after awhile so you won’t be lonely.” As Trickster said this {Reader} nodded quickly, a toothy smiley adorned his face as he did so.

“Okay! Bye Ji-Ji!!” {Reader} shouted as he waved and jumped into the hatch.

Black taking over the Tricksters vision.

He’d have to explain to the other killers about the new survivor situation, but that wasn’t his first priority.

His first priority is seeing if the Entity would get him that damned coat.

——

Entity’s Records:

——

New Offering:

Child’s Autograph

-strengthens the heart, allowing the killer to perform actions such as vaulting, damaging gens, and breaking pallets 5% faster

[qutiesquish]

“Hexed Child”

Chapter Two Chapter 1/ch3

Prompt: a child ends up in the Entity’s realm, in the cursed hell where those who had already suffered enough in life had been chosen to suffer for eternity, a hell where they had to kill or survive, and make constant sacrifices. How well will they handle having a child to take care of in this constant game of death.

Authors Words:

You ask, I shall deliver! Oh! Also feel free to hit up my ask box if ya wanna dm for suggestions and stuff for this story cause I have my dms off lol #trust-issues

Tags: @yourkairii

Pronouns: He/Him

Warning(s): strong language, de@th, screaming kink(?), gore(?), de@th, manipulation if ya squint

The three adults gawked at the child who stood before them.

This child was the new survivor.

Suddenly, the four felt their heartbeat start running.

“Feng! You distract the killer and me and David will take the kid and tell him what’s going on!” Bill whispered.

Feng nodded and sprinted the other way, knowing she was leaving scratch marks behind her.

David and Bill went the other way, the new survivor right behind them.

“Okay so, you see those flickering lights?” Bill asked as he crouched down and pointed up. The child nodded as he looked to where Bill was pointing.

“That’s where a generator is, we gotta fix up five of them alright?” Bill said as he and David started walking towards the gen.

“But… what do I do?”

“Just stick your hands in and mess around with things, once you do that you’ll know what to do, it sounds weird but it happens to all the new survivors” David said as he started working on the gen.

Bill just choked back a cough as he too started working on the gen.

“Okay I guess…” the child said confused.

Hesitant and shaky hands going into the generator. The moment he started messing around with the wires and gears he suddenly felt like he knew what he was doing.

Almost like muscle memory had taken over, he started expertly weaving his hands around the inside of the gen, fixing it up.

While the three worked on the gen the two adult males went back ‘n fourth explaining what the kid what to do and what this place was.

As the gen popped a scream was heard.

Feng had been knocked down.

——

With Feng and The Trickster

——

“Stop wiggling you dumb girl, it’s getting annoying and you’re putting wrinkles in my jackEt!” The killer’s voice cracked as he ran into another wall.

“Fuck— you dammit—“ Feng managed out as she continued to swing her arms and kick her legs.

She had several stab wounds in her back, sides, and calfs. Some of the Trickster’s daggers still embedded in her skin.

It hurt to move, and she felt like she was gonna die.

If only she could.

Unfortunately the Entity made it so she would continue to bleed out and feel pain, unable to even pass out for a moment of peace.

“AHHHHHH!” Her scream reached across the map as she was put onto a hook.

The Trickster laughed out at her pain.

He went on about how glorious her screams were and that he hoped he could hear her teammates screams as well.

After his short rant he ran off, away from the hook to go find her teammates.

Feng looked around and saw one aura which was across the map, seemingly working on a gen. As she thought that the gen had popped.

Three left to go.

Feng saw the other two auras, one much shorter than the other.

Then she saw David’s face pop out from behind the wall infront of her.

She could still see the aura of his legs, and the child. The child seemed to be somewhat behind David, probably not to get caught.

As David was grabbing Feng, both of their heartbeats rang inside their ears loudly.

“I was waiting for you David! I saw you ya know?!” The Trickster laughed as he hit David.

“FUCKING RUN!!!” David yelled as he and Feng sprinted off.

One thing led to another and suddenly Feng was back on the hook and David had been slugged.

After hooking Feng again Trickster left to go hook David on the second closest hook.

Feng sighed, Bill was still pretty far away and wouldn’t able to save her.

Suddenly she felt her legs be hugged.

She saw the kid.

“That’s not gonna work kid— AHHHHHH!” Feng screamed as a black fog appeared above the child and black shiny, slick claws grabbed her.

This was the end.

Then suddenly she felt herself on the ground.

What the fuck just happened?! Feng didn’t know.

“Was that the fucking Entity?!” She whispered out as she crouched down to the kid.

“I dunno. They just help me do stuff.” The kid shrugged.

Feng looked at the kid.. wait a minute.. “what’s your name kid?”

“{Reader}.”

“Okay than… {Reader}.. I need you to—“ Feng was cut off by the sound of her heartbeat.

“Run kid!” She shouted as she vaulted over a window.

“Wha?..” Reader looked behind him and was met with a purple haired man with some kind of trench coat.

The two stared at each other for what felt like hours, even if it had only been a few minutes.

“I like your coat.”

——

Trickster POV

——

I giggled as I heard Feng tell her savior to run.

It’s not like they’d escape my grasp anyways….

What. The. Fuck.

IS THAT A KID?!

“Wha?..” The child said as he turned to look at me.

OH MY GOD THATS A FUCKING KID!!!

WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO NOW??!

DO I HOOK HIM?!?!

WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE?!?!?!?

IS THIS SOME SICK JOKE?!?!?

——

Normal POV

——

As the Trickster continued to question what his morals were, {Reader} just stared at him silently.

The man with the trench coat was really pretty.

Like really, really, really pretty.

{Reader} didn’t know it but the word he was looking for was stunning.

He didn’t know men could be so pretty.

He wished he could be as pretty as the man who stood before him.

{Reader} noticed neither had said anything yet.

“Hi..”

He got no reply. Trickster not hearing him over his internal screaming about what his morals actually were.

“I like your coat.”

This time the Trickster looked at the boy before him.

“Say… can you be a dear and do me a favor boy?”

[qutiesquish]

“Hexed Child”

Chapter One Chapter Two/ch3

Prompt: a child ends up in the Entity’s realm, in the cursed hell where those who had already suffered enough in life had been chosen to suffer for eternity, a hell where they had to kill or survive, and make constant sacrifices. How well will they handle having a child to take care of in this constant game of death.

Authors Words:

I have chapter 2-4 currently posted on Quotev, I will soon release this to Wattpad aswell! Anyways, hope you will enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it!<3

Pronouns: not sure if I specified in this chapter actually, but it will be male reader

Warning(s): strong language

Black smoke clouded the sky.

Survivors and killers across the ‘safe realm’ all know what this means. A new survivor, a new killer, and a new map that they would have to learn about.

At least, that’s what they expected, but when neither the killer nor survivor campsite watched a person walk out of the forest and into the campsite as what would usually happen, they knew something was wrong. Really, really, wrong.

Normally a new person, or creature, would walk out of the forest line and into their respective campsite, where they would then be explained about what’s going on.

So when that didn’t happen after a few minutes, people had concluded something had gone wrong.

——

Survivor’s Campsite

——

“What do we do? The new survivor hasn’t shown up? What if they got attacked by the new killer?!” A man with glasses, otherwise known as Dwight, asked shakily.

“Yeah, it’s weird.. really weird.” A red headed athlete said, throwing suspicious glances towards the tree line.

“Calm your horses, everything should be fine, right guys?” A blond with cowboy boots said, trying to reassure people.

“Maybe-“ A muscular man started, only to start fading.

“David- Ah!” A girl with black hair and blue & black athletic wear yelped as she too started to fade.

“Ah fuck, me too?!” An old man cursed quietly as he started fading not long after Feng.

“Bill!” The only witch survivor shouted.

A girl with a pink shirt looked around frantically. “That was only three of them! Who’s the fourth one?!”

All the other survivors looked around, all muttering and trying to see who else had been summoned for the trial, then it hit them.

‘The new commer!’

——

Killer’s Campsite

——

“Where’s our dazzling new killer?!” The k-pop killer complained. His impatience showing severely.

“Shut the fuck up screaming kink! No one cares!”

“Says the peporoni burn victim!”

The two killers starting to get up in each other’s faces, weapons drawn. Both trying to size the other up.

“Wanna say that again fuckface?!”

“My face is gorgeous thank you very much, if anyones a fuckface it’s gotta be you right?~ I mean… have you seen yourself Freddy?~” The purple haired idol laughed.

“I’ll fuck your “gorgeous” face up you asshat-“

Freddy was cut off by a hatchet.

It had been thrown right between the two arguing killers. The one who threw the weapon bore a painted bunny mask.

The Russian woman huffed and walked towards the two males, she stared down at them.

The idol backed down and laughing it off with a “yes yes, sorry darling” and walked away.

Freddy however, decided to try and face off with the Huntress that stood before him.

Though he was immediately pushed to the side as the Huntress grabbed her hatchet and pushed Freddy again as she went back to where she was once before, not after mumbling something in Russian.

As the woman sat down the killers who had been secretly watching the interaction, lowkey craving some kind of action, went back to what they were doing before. Nobody noticing that the bright and sinister idol had dispersed into a dark mist, fading away.

——

Campsite

——

David, Feng, and Bill looked around the campfire, of course they could see the killer out past the forest line, but they couldn’t see who it was completely as the entity wouldn’t let them.

Then they realized something, there wasn’t a fourth survivor.

Maybe the Entity was still choosing someone for this match? But then-

That’s when they noticed, off to Feng’s right there was a puff of black smoke, and black shiny like claws.

Was… was the fourth survivor in there?!

The killer, otherwise known as the Trickster, noticed this and held back a laugh.

Was this the new survivor?!

Did they have a perk that kept them hidden during the start up so that way the killer doesn’t know who it is or what they have?

Although it was a good theory, Trickster had no idea that the other survivors couldn’t see the fourth survivor either.

Trickster watched as the three survivors he could see make their offerings to the Entity using the fire pit.

Bill had brought a green toolkit, with only god knows what on it. Feng had a yellow med kit, had she just been saving those or did she just have that many?! And then there was David, thick skulled David who had brought a map.

Trickster decided to pull up his perk list and decided to switch some things out, bringing Hex:Ruin, Nurses calling, barbecue and chili, and of course, his personal favorite perk, star struck.

After everyone thought they were ready to go the game had started.

Bill had brought shroud of bonding, which allowed all the survivors to start the trial together.

David had also brought a shroud himself that would spawn them as far away from the killer as possible, that way they could have some time to tell the new survivor what was going on.

Though when they looked for the person they couldn’t find them, until they heard something start walking on the other side of the wall where they stood.

That’s when they saw him.

The new survivor… was a child.

[qutiesquish]

“WHY?!”

Short story᯽

Character: Ben Drowned

Pronouns: He/Him

A/N: I’m going for 16 y/o Ben, cause he was that age when he died last I checked, so don’t make this weird. Also I tried to make this as canon as possible :’]

Warning(s): mentions of death, obsessive behavior, manipulation, child neglect, alcohol ab@se, toxic romance, mentions of getting drunk and hangovers, kidnapping(?)

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Recently, some common residents of the Slenderman manor have noticed a particular change with a certain link lookalike resident. Ben, Ben Drowned.

Normally he would find random targets and torment them throughout the day/night, fuck with their head, stress them out to the brink of paranoia and insanity on the occasion, and than kill them.

He would sit in the main living room of the manor and sit their on the TV with a laptop and giggle darkly as he tormented some poor bastard.

As of the past week it seems he’s been talking to the same person? He always mumbles and giggles at his laptop screen. Usually mumbling this one name, {Reader}?

It was weird. Usually he wouldn’t go on this long with talking to his victims. Was there something special about this certain one? Were they not scared and tormented enough to fit Ben’s expectations?

In reality, or at least from Ben’s point of view, it was nothing like that.

At first, he thought to himself “oh wow! A kid my age? This should be interesting” but then it all changed after you got up from your TV set up after looking at your phone and running out of the LED light filled room, leaving the game open.

Ben waited for you to come back, when you did you walked in with a woman, seemingly your mother.

That day he learned that your father had been going to work, getting drunk and coming home, leaving you to help take care of him. Your parents were split up and your mother occasionally brought you groceries, or gave you money to buy them yourself. She apparently couldn’t take you in with her as her boyfriend doesn’t want “loud brats” so this was the best she could do.

You seemed so forgiving about it too.

That’s why it pissed Ben off.

You were forgotten. Ignored. Brushed aside. Told some dude was worth to keep around more than you. And you just- accepted it!? Like what?! Are you that easy or are you just blind?

After waiting for about fifteen minutes or so, the woman, your mother, left the room.

You heard your tv make noise, the one that it makes when a chat box from a character shows up. You look towards your TV screen and watch as an npc character speaks to yours.

“Why?!” Is all it said.

There was no reply option to choose from.

“What the…” you mumbled. Questioning how you would react to the question if there was no reply option.

The npc started talking again.

“Why would you let them drown you?!” It said.

“Wha- let who drown me? What?” You questions aloud once more, not expect a reply.

“Why would you let him drown you?” The npc questioned. The music of the game getting darker.

“Heh?! Did- did that- DID THAT JUST REPLY??? I DIDNT CLICK ANY… thing… can it.. hear me? What-“ you yelled, getting cut off by the npc chat box.

“You didn’t answer.”

“I.. I don’t know what you mean!”

“You’re being drowned. Why do let them drown you.” The npc replied. The music of the game seemingly sounding angry, and darker than before.

“This is freaking me out man! Fuck this!” You said, running to your console to shut it off.

When you went to turn of the console it shocked you, making you retract your hand.

“Ow! What the fuck!?”

The npc box went off again. “You’re their son. Why do you let them drown you?!”

On the other side of this situation, Ben was getting more and more upset. The little red light he has for eyes glitching out as the black tears that normally ran down his face come out in globs.

He was crying out of frustration.

Why won’t you answer?! Why don’t you explain?! Why would you let them do this! Why would you let them drown you?!

Those were his thoughts.

And until he got his answers you would not be leaving.

So you’ve been stuck in your room for almost a week now.

You tried to leave by opening your door but the nob zapped you everytime. Your window has never opened once since you moved in since it was stuck shut, so that would’ve been useless to try.

You also tried to call and text for help, but anytime you called or got a call from someone, the phone always hung up almost immediately. Than anytime you typed up a message for help it wouldn’t send and just said “error” above it.

Also, your tv would randomly turn on and the npc from your game would show up, looking worse and worse each time, and ask you the same questions over and over.

It was all so weird.

Though, there were two things you found to be weirder than everything else.

Sometimes the npc would talk to you, normally, and ask random questions. It was almost like it was human.

Than the other thing.. almost every night, or just anytime you would go to sleep, you would wake up to your TV becoming this illuminated white screen and shutting off. Then when you got up to look around, you’d always find food.

You don’t know where it came from either.

Your mom wasn’t supposed to show up until next week with groceries. Than your dad was usually never home, or too busy laying on the couch drunk or with a hang over.

So how did it get there?

You asked the npc one day, as a joke, or just some way to calm your nerves. What you didn’t expect was for it to actually reply.

“I gave you the food from your kitchen”

What? That’s crazy!

“You’re.. but you’re an npc.. in my game.” You said.

To Ben you seemed flabbergasted and confused. He enjoyed it. It was.. cute.. in a pathetic messed up way.

You heard a dark giggle of a boy come from your tv.

That.. didn’t sound like the npc’s voice..

And you were right. It wasn’t the npc’s.

The npc box showed up again.

“I am more than a piece of trashy code… {Reader}… I am… not a human either. At least not anymore..” the npc box said, another dark, creepy sounding giggle after it.

“What… than what.. are you?!… how do you.. know my name?!..” you asked hesitatingly, causing another dark giggle to come from the tv.

“Who am I?..” The npc text box said.

Once again a dark chuckle emerged from the tv, along with a voice.

“I am Ben, Ben Drowned.. and you? {Reader}… Are coming with me.”

Your tv screen illuminated, a bright light causing your vision to go white. The last thing you remember is a shadow crawling from your screen.

[qutiesquish]

Can we get part 3 of gyutaro x human child?🛐

Yoooo bet?

It’d take a bit seeing as I have ass motivation + other life things. Also other work I’m writing on my other/this account:’]

[qutiesquish]

Random Shika Thoughts

This was a random slow burn book idea I made the other day, and I decided I wanted to share with tumblr cause why not?

Im so obsessed with this idea please😭

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What if male reader, who is either a Hashira or Tsuguko, was inlove with Iguro but never said anything as he was raised to believe a man loving another man was wrong and was heartbroken when he found out that he actually loved Mitsuri.

He did like Mitsuri as well, but not in that way. He tried to make it that way but he just couldn’t, she had been a sister figure in his eyes. Anyway, in the process of forcing himself to crush on Mitsuri he had convinced everyone around him that he did as well, including Obanai.

Which led him to be aggressive towards reader. Which made him hurt more.

And because he was so tired of suffering he ran to his dear friends. Uzui and his wives.

He showed up in tears and cried for a good hour or so. He didn’t tell them what was wrong however. As he believed they would shun him. Say he was disgusting for being slightly different.

So he left it at that.

They were always trying to make sure he was okay.

But he never budged.

Soon Uzui had brought it up with some of the other pillars.

And then they started worrying for him too.

Obanai however just brushed it off as he was still quite aggressive towards reader, and refused to budge.

Though he too was slightly worried, he had convinced himself that it was merely nothing and moved on.

Everyone else however, didn’t.

After awhile people started to notice that Reader wasn’t gonna tell anyone anything. They knew this because not even master could get a word out of him.

So they chilled out a bit.

Though they were always there to console and reassure Reader that they were always there when he needed them.

Anyways, Reader had gotten closer to Uzui and his wives after awhile.

Finding them to be comforting.

Then the war happened.

And Obanai had died.

Reader was wounded and was suffering. Then he blacked out after Kanao had set him down after supporting each other.

When he awoke he was inside Uzui’s estate.

Apparently he was out for a long time. He then discovered that they had beaten Muzan. And Uzui had retired.

He decides he will stay with Uzui and his wives until he fully heals, then he will go out and maybe find something he enjoys doing.

Like cooking. He always wondered what it’d be like to be a chef, he never thought he would live to see Muzan’s downfall so he never really thought he would ever do anything else in life.

Now he had options.

And apparently one of them was being with Uzui and his wives, forever, and married.

Turns out he wanted both.

“So our future husband is gonna be a chef ey? Guess we can look forward to some flamboyant meals!”

[qutiesquish]

Gyutaro x Child!Reader Pt.2

Short Story☂︎︎

Go check out Part 1

Prompt: Gyutaro and his new little friend meet his sister, Daki.

Side Note: @one-green-frog asked for a part two, so here it is! I hope you enjoy this seeing as you have enjoyed some of my other works on my other account<3

Pronouns: Not specified

Warning(s): strong language, fighting, de@th, demons consuming humans,

Gyutaro winded up having to carry you as you almost fell off him after falling asleep.

So now here he is, walking through the snow with a child in one arm and said child’s dead mother over his shoulder.

Tho seeing as you were asleep now, it gave him time to think.

Time to think about what to say to his sister.

Also time to think about what to do with you.

I mean he and Daki are both demons. Uppermoons to be exact.

How would they go about carrying a child around? A human child. Would his sister even want to have you around? If she did what would master think? Would he kill you or would he try to turn you into a demon? Should he turn you into a demon before master does? Would you even handle becoming a demon? You’re so frail and your skin has a greenish grey tint to it, it just shows how bad your health is.

Gyutaro stopped thinking about those things as soon as he heard you start shuffling in his arms.

You weren’t awake so he assumed it was a nightmare.

Poor thing..

Wait what?

“Damn human thoughts” Gyutaro mumbled.

“Big brother!” A familiar voice shouted from behind.

Gyutaro turned towards the voice and sighed.

“What took you so long?!”

“Well I-“

“Is that a child?” Gyutaro’s little sister Daki asked, cutting him off.

“Shut up. Yes it is…. We’re keeping it.” Gyutaro said as he walked past her and into the cave she emerged from.

“Huh?! But big brother why?!”

“Quiet. You’ll wake them.”

“Them?!”

Gyutaro sighed. He set {Reader} down and made sure to cover them in the thin blanket they had brought with them.

“They are a a person. Not an object Daki, so we should treat it- them as such… or whatever.”

“I��� why do you care for it so much?! It’s ugly! Do you not care for me anymore big brother?!” Daki cried out. She had tears in her eyes.

Gyutaro turned to his sister and reached out to hold her face.

“No that’s not, you’re beautiful, the most beautiful sister in the world… it’s just.. look I don’t know why I didn’t kill them… I just…” Gyutaro searched for words as he failed to communicate his feelings.

“Then why?!-“

“Here. Think of it like this.. you can be a big sister.. and uh.. you can be like me and take care of your little sibling..?”

Gyutaro honestly just took words and spat them out. He didn’t know how he would get Daki to accept that he brought a human child to stay with them.

“I can.. be like you?-“

“Mister Gyutaro?” A small voice said.

Gyutaro and Daki turned towards it.

The child was awake.

“Woah… she’s pretty like you mister Gyutaro.. is she your sister?!”

{Reader}’s eyes sparkled.

Gyutaro recognized the look. It was one the one the child gave him after he killed their mother.

To Daki it looked like child just saw something and it was the best thing ever. It was… cute? But that’s impossible! You’re an ugly human child! Utter filth! But… you.. were adorable.

Daki immediately stopped crying and was in your face at an instant.

“What’s your.. name?”

Daki stared at you intently.

You were… weird.

“Daki…”

“You’re pretty Ms. Daki.”

“I know.”

“Oh…” you said lowering your head down.

You seemed sad now. Daki didn’t know why but it upset her when you appeared to be sad, but it did.

“I mean- uh!-.. thank you!.. I guess?” Daki questioned. She doesn’t even know what she’s thanking you for, all you said was she was pretty.

You looked up at her and smiled.

It was adorable.

Kinda.

You were missing quite a few teeth.

“Did something happen?” Daki asked, reaching out and grabbing your face, inspecting your teeth. Why? She wasn’t sure. She was just being impulsive.

Gyutaro sat back and watched as his sister impulsively followed her older sibling instincts.

It would forever be a memory he looks back on and cherishes forever.

If only he had more memories like that to look back at before you left.

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Shikamaru Nara as a..

Boyfiend

Headcannons✰

Side Note: Have this little set of headcannons

Warning(s): None😁✨

-lots of cloud watching dates

-free cuddles whenever as long as their at least semi private

-if you like napping as much as he does then he’ll probably sneak you both out of whatever you’re doing and go nap with you somewhere

-he does it all the time

-he’s not too big on pda

- but if you’re really not okay with having very little pda then he’ll open up to it a bit more

-he loves to hold hands

-drag him out to star gaze once in awhile

-he really likes stars too

-will show you different constellations

-he’ll want to show you a constellation that reminds him of you

-will not smoke around you if you don’t like it

-or at least he tries not to

-if you smoke too then you bet he will light your cigarette with his almost everytime

-he thinks it’s badass.. and romantic it is

-he likes to both revive and give neck kisses

-he usually does it when he’s wrapped around you and has is head in the crook of your neck

-he doesn’t really like spooning all that much

-he prefers you both hold each other

-it’s a passionate and loving thing to him

-he has a photo of you in the breast pocket of his vest

-tho he puts it in his pocket when he’s out of uniform

-it gives him confidence in and out of missions

-if you guys get married just know you’re doing all the paperwork

-unless your just as lazy as him

-then y’all will get Choji to ‘help’ you guys fill it all out

-he won’t admit it but he also likes to dance with you in the living room

-he also likes to say that he’s “practicing for our wedding day”

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Master List❣︎

Last Update: December 15th 2022

JJBA♥︎

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Naruto♥︎

Shikamaru:

Shikamaru as a Boyfriend(Headcannons)

One Piece♥︎

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Genshin Impact♥︎

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Demon Slayer♥︎

Gyutaro:

The Small Child/part 2(Gyutaro x Child!Reader)

Others♥︎

Creepypasta:

Ben Drowned:

“Why?!”

Dead By Daylight:

“Hexed Child” Chapter One/Two/Three

Wednesday:

Coming out as trans to Wednesday characters

Xavier Thorpe:

Friends To Rivals To Lovers

Eugene Ottinger:

“Lame”

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Gyutaro x Child!Reader

Short Story☂︎︎

Part 2

Prompt: The brutal start of a platonic relationship between a demon and a child

Side Note: this is my first time writing for KNY so if you have any words of advice/tips please give me some<3

Pronouns: Not Specifed

Warning(s): Slight ab^se, strong language, de@th, Gyutaro being Gyutaro, not fully proofread

Gyutaro wondered around the entertainment district. It was a cold snowy night, and he was going around looking for a beautiful woman that he could feed his sister. Seeing as that was all she asked for.

While wondering he came across a woman and a child. The woman looked to be in her late 20’s or early/mid 30’s, and the child looked to be around 6-9. He couldn’t tell.

Gyutaro glared at the two humans. Envy and hatred clear in his eyes.

He was just gonna leave them alone.. but the woman was actually very beautiful. She could possibly be worthy to be eaten by his sister.

“Mom” Gyutaro heard the child ask.

“What do you want now brat?!” The woman turned around to face her child.

The woman’s face was cold looking. Her glare razor sharp. Her mouth in a frown that never wavered.

“Well.. I’m hungry momma...”

The woman scoffed and put one hand on her hip.

“Didn’t you eat a few days ago?!”

“Yeah but-“

The woman cut the child off with a slap to the face.

“Then shut up! You ugly piece of shit! Also what did I tell you about calling me that?!?!”

“Not to-“

“Exactly!”

The woman yelled as she pushed the child through a door.

Gyutaro stared and watched from afar.

It wasn’t everyday he saw this happen.

It also wasn’t everyday he got so angry at a human.

Sure he got upset at those with great lives.

Though this time.. he was really upset.

A child shouldn’t be treated like that. Especially one so young… it pissed Gyutaro off.

But why tho? It’s never bothered him before. So why does it now?

That was a question to be answered another time. He had a goal to accomplish. Find and kill a human for his sister to feed on.

Gyutaro then walked up to the door the lady had pushed the child through and opened it harshly, breaking it.

“AHHHHH! A-A DEMON! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU UGLY CREATURE!!” The lady screeched as she backed away.

“Ehhh?! What did you say?!” Gyutaro looked at her in disgust. Such a pathetic human she was.

Gyutaro decided it’d be better to get this over with and started walking towards the lady.

Her screams amused him.

“PLEASE! IL DO ANYTHING! DO Y-YOU WANT THE BRAT?! YOU CAN TAKE TH-THEM!! PLEASE DONT HURT ME!!”

Gyutaro ignores her pleads and attacks her.

One swift cut to her neck made all her pleas and screams disappear.

Gyutaro was about to leave and take the body to his sister, but he heard shuffling in the corner of the room.

He looked over and saw the child from before. They were wrapped in a thin blanket. They were also looking up at him with a look in their eye that Gyutaro has never seen from a human before.

“You wanna die too?” Gyutaro said smiling sadisticly towards the child.

“Maybe you want your head sliced off like your mommy hmmm?! Hahaha-“

The child’s blanket fell from their head, revealing a bright smiling child with stars in their eyes.

“Pretty mister just made momma be quiet.. no one’s ever done that to momma before..” the child said in awe.

“W-what?.. are you making fun of me brat?! You think this is a game?! I’ll kill you!” Gyutaro yelled.

“Huh? I’m sorry pretty mister… I just think you’re super cool….”The child mumbled as they shifted deeper into their blanket.

“Ehhh!? Are you fucking with me you brat?!” Gyutaro said, getting in the child’s face. His teeth on display.

“You talk like momma does” the child said.

Gyutaro froze.

Him? Like that pathetic human he just killed? As if.

Wait- why were you just comparing him to some lowly human? Why are you not screaming in fear and calling him an ugly demon and begging for your life? Didn’t you call him pretty too? Is something wrong with you?

“What the actual hell is wrong with you kid? You should be screaming in fear and begging for you life! And telling me stay away because I’m hideous!” Gyutaro then proceeded to put his hand on the child’s head.

“Huh?! Answer me brat!” He shouted as he shook the child’s head back and fourth.

“I-“ the child tried to reply but couldn’t because of Gyutaro’s shaking. Noticing this Gyutaro stopped. He threw the lady’s body on the ground and proceeded to pull out his sickle and direct it towards the child’s forehead.

“Go on!~ Answer me you brat!” Gyutaro threatened, pointing the edge of the sickle closer to the child’s head.

“… you never hurt me like momma did tho..” the child stated.

“Ehhh?! What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“You don’t hurt me as much as momma.. so…”

“Are you saying you fear a measly, dead, human over me! An ugly demon who has a weapon to your head?!”

“Yes?.. I think.. I don’t know what most of that means.” The child replied with a blank stare.

“Ha.. hahaha! How interesting!~ Say kid! What if I turned you into a demon?” Gyutaro asked.

To him it was a rhetorical question.

The child on the other hand took it seriously.

“Momma said I already was one tho?”

“No! I mean like the human eating kind you dumb brat!” Gyutaro educated.

“Oh… okay.”

“Heeeh?! Are you actually stupid?! Ugh! What was I thinking!? You’re just some stupid human child!”

“… does that mean I can’t become a demon?”

The child said in almost sad pleading voice. It honestly rubbed Gyutaro the wrong way. Like why the hell would you, a human, mortal, fragile child be so upset about not becoming a demon. Kids like you exist and people think he’s freaky?!

“What the hell? Why the fuck do you sound so disappointed?! Are you some kind of freak?!”

Gyutaro questioned angrily.

He didn’t know why this pissed him off so much. Normally he would’ve laughed and killed you off already. So why hasn’t he done so? Are there some kind of human emotions getting in the way? But he thought he disconnected with his inner human and embraced Lord Muzan to become a full fledged demon? Does he still have a little bit of humanity left in him?

“… You’re dangerous…. I should kill you right now!” He yelled pointing his sickle at your throat.

“…. Fuck… FUCK!” Gyutaro slammed his sickle in to the wall behind you.

“WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY CANT I KILL YOU HUH?! YOU SNOT NOSED BRAT! WHY CANT I BRING MYSELF TO KILL YOU!!”

“Maybe because you see yourself in them.” A feminine voice said. It almost sounded familiar.

“HUH?!” Gyutaro looked around but he saw no one.

“…. I… fuck..”

Gyutaro looked back at the shivering kid behind him. He pulled out his sickle from the wall and turned back away from the kid, looking towards the door he broke earlier.

“Get up kid.” He said harshly.

“Huh?-“

“I said get up! You’re coming with me! We’re gonna get you something okay?!” Gyutaro asked rhetorically.

Next thing he knew he had an unfamiliar warmth take over his leg. He looked down and saw the child.

“Get off me.”

The child didn’t say anything but they showed no sign of moving.

“Ugh.. whatever. Just don’t move to much dammit.”

Gyutaro then picked up the body of the lady off the floor and started walking out into the cold snow.

Bonus*ੈ✩‧₊˚

“So… brat.. what’s your uh.. what’s your name… I guess…”

Gyutaro looked down after he didn’t get a response after a few minutes.

“Hey! Did you not hear me or something!?”

“Where are we going?”

“That doesn’t!-… we’re going to meet up with my sister.. Daki… now will you answer my question?”

“… {Reader}”

“Okay… {Reader}… Call me Gyutaro.. or whatever.. not like I care what a snot nosed human brat has to say to me.”

“Okay mister Gyutaro!”

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Imagine☼︎

{Character} came up behind you and wrapped their arms around you. They set their head on your shoulder and start kissing your neck. In between each kiss they tell you how much they love and adore you.