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Please request/ give fanfic Ideas! The fandoms I know are:
- Your boyfriend game
-fnaf
-my hero academia
-Steven universe
- creepy pasta
- shameless
- howls moving castle
- toilet bound
-amazing digital circus
There maybe some I missed so if you have a request not on the list dm or comment:) also one of my post is marked as mature it’s not tumblur is just be weird 😔
-rain
p.s head canons request are welcome as well!
#amazing digital circus#your boyfriend game#creepypasta#toilet bound hanako kun#steven universe#fanfic#headcanon
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Peter Dunbar x Reader FLUFF pt.2
“C-can you kiss me?” Peter’s face flushes crimson. “Of course!- I mean of course.” He blushes even harder at his excitement. His heart is as nearly leaping out of his chest. You giggle at his excitement. “You’re so sweet..” you say dreamily gazing at his lips. “No you..” He whispers before slowly leaning in. You feel his lips brush gently against yours. Then you feel soft pressure of his lips against yours. Your hands have found his way to his neck pressed gently behind his head. His one arm has now snaked around your waist, while the other gently coddles your face. The grass below you tickling your legs. Peter gently prods at your lips with his tongue to deepen the kiss. You oblige, your tongues slowly dance against each other as you let out a light moan into the kiss. After a few more seconds you lightly pat Peter’s shoulder signaling you need air and he slowly breaks the kiss. But not before going back for one more peck. You two now lay beside each other with labored breath. The lush green grass blanketing the ground beneath you as you look up at the pale blue sky. “You’re amazing” he breathes out. You look over to Peter whose blue eyes now look at you with pure love. “You are too love” you gingerly take his hand in yours. “I gotta go back to work want to walk me?” You say standing up and dusting one side of your pants off while your other hand still is in Peter’s. “Of course love” he smiles as you help pull him up to his feet. The two of you walk back to the dinner hand and hand. You smile to your self realizing you’ve reached a new point in your relationship, with one of the best people you know. You look at Peter and smile. He looks at you and smiles back blush adorning his face.
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(Hey guys I’m open to request)
Peter Dunbar x Reader FLUFF pt.1
You’re working a shift at the dinner it hasn’t been great. You and Tk are at odds because recently he’s expressed feelings for you. “I- I like you romantically” Tk stuttered face a blaze. “Tk I- I have a boyfriend.” Since then the usual banter between you both has subsided and was replaced with awkward silence.
“Ding!” The jingle of the door bell snaps you out of your thoughts. “Oh shit here go” you think to yourself preparing your best fake smile. “Hiya welcome to Dansdam- “hello darling!” You gasp excitedly. “Peter!” You nearly drop your pen and paper jumping into his arms. “Hello darling did you miss me that much?” He chuckled trying to contain his own excitement at such a cute reaction. “Yes! Yes! Let me clock out for break!” You jump to the back with a skip in you step. “So that’s him huh?” Tks somber voice snaps you out of your thoughts. “Ah Tk look I’m so-“ you begin. “No _____ it’s fine I’m happy for you, I hope he treats you well” Tk says forcing a sad smile with a hand on your shoulder trying to show he’s genuine. You smile kindly at him “Thank you Tk.” You embrace him in a short hug before clocking out to break.
You see Peter standing by the door seemingly zoned out. “You ready to go?” You smile at him a light blush adorning your cheeks. “O-of course” he smiles snapped out of his daze. He’s chill expression is replaced with a flustered one as you grab his hand and lead him out of the dinner. “Where would you like to go darling?” He smiles at you with a love sick expression. “How about the park darlinggg~” you drag out the syllables just to tease your boyfriend. “O-okay!” He chirps flusteredly. Comfortable silence fills the walk to the park. As you and Peter walk your signature park bench come into view. This park bench has always been special to you, it was the first place you meant Peter and he asked you out. Suddenly you get an idea. “Peter” you coo. “Yes darling?” Peter ask looking at you with a happy yet quizzical expression. “Last one… to the bench.. is a rotten egg!” You giggle before taking off into a full sprint. You hear Peter chuckle behind you, “Cheater” he yells playfully. You’re giggling as you hear rapid footsteps behind you. “No!” You playfully scream. Suddenly a hand on you backs make you go tumbling to the grass along with Peter. Peter hovers above you, his hands on either side of your face pressed into the lush grass. His brows are furrowed in worry. “Darling I’m so so so sorry! Are you alright?” You look at him and let out a hearty laugh.
In between gasp you manage to wheeze out “we (gasp) are so (gasp) silly.” You hear Peter chuckle above you. As you open your eyes wiping away the tears from laughing so hard you see Peter. “What?” You smile out. He looks at you with pure love and adoration. “Y- you’re so beautiful _____.” You look at him suddenly more serious. “Peter?” You blush gently letting your hands cup his face. He feels the pounding against his chest. “Yes darling?” He looks at you breathlessly quickly glancing to your lips with longing before looking back up to your eyes. “C-can you kiss me?”
What will Peter say? Pt 2 soon
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Jeff the killer x fem Reader
You’ve known Jeff ever since you were 14 years old. You both entered into the mansion around the same age for similar reasons. Your childhood was anything but pleasant. Maybe that's what drove you to kill them? You hated your parents, they were violent angry people. You remember that day vividly. You were pouring milk into your cereal your father had just entered the room. Your father could lash out at any moment with little to no reasoning and never an apology. You spilled the milk. That was it, that's the event that changed your life forever, spilling the milk. Your father smacked you. That's when you snapped. You remember plunging your knife into him over and over again. Then remembering how you lunged and your guilt stricken mother pummeling her with your knife over and over. Hours after their death while dissociating on your floor that's when he appeared. Then that was history. You were now a creepy pasta. Upon your entry and introduction into the mansion one person caught your eye. A boy with long singed black hair and the palest white skin you'd ever seen. However, the most prominent thing on the boy was his smile, his smile was deep gashes dressed in pure red. You found out from Slender the boy's name was Jeffery and he, similar to you, killed his family. You also learned the jeffery only entered into the creepy pasta two months before you because of that your room was next to his. Your first night was rough to say the least you were still grieving what you, not regretting it but angered how things could have been so much better.
You open your rickety old window and it lets out an achy squeak. As you stepped out onto the small roof below your window you heard a noise, a shuffle. You snapped your head to the right and you saw him. His shoulder length black hair curled up in his hoodie, the side of his bangs narrowly covering his eye. However that's not what surprised me, but his pale blue eyes shining in the slight moonlight were adorned with tears. “A-are you okay?” You whisper. “Why are you out here?” he snaps quietly. “I just killed my parents,” you blurt. “They were shit but I just needed time to think how I feel..” Jeffery now faced you with full attention. “ I know what you mean” he says quietly “I know I wanted to do it but I am still processing.. But I know I'd give anything to see them die again.” “I agree.” You say and Jeffery faces me with a subtle smile. You return his smile “ Guess I found my new best friend" You stick out my hand for a fist bump. He hesitates and returns it. “What's your name?” he asked. “____ and you’re Jeffery right? “Jeff” he corrects. “Nice to meet you Jeff” And so it was history. 10 long years had passed and Jeff and I had not only grown older but closer.
“Hurry up dumbass!” You hear Jeff yell from downstairs annoyed. “Hold your horses fatass I’m coming.” You stand in my room that is adorned with a bed and a small dresser. You sit on your bed lacing up your combat boots. You’ve been looking forward to killing. You needed this release. You walked down the steps with a black jumpsuit with thick black pants and combat boots. The holster on the hip of your pants holds your knife. “You ready jerk?” You smirk as you tease Jeff. He stands towering over you, his short black hair has now grown down to his waist, his Glasgow smile still dressed in red. He wears his signature white hoodie stained with blood, some black pants ripped at the knees, and his black converses. However, something's different today, the way he's watching you, the glimmer in his eyes almost looks like.. Attraction? “What?” Jeff snaps out of it “Nothing hurrying up!” He snaps. There's my Jeff moody bitch as usual. “Okay Karen” I say playfully, rolling my eyes and punching his arm before skipping ahead.
Jeff POV:
I’ve known her for a few years now, as dumb as it sounds for a literal serial killer we’ve become close ever since that night on the roof 10 years ago. _____ is my bud we kill together, beat each other up, tease each other and she gets my outburst and my personality. Lately though of experiencing these feelings..? When she walks by me I can smell her stupid strawberry shampoo and I.. like it? Or when we are playfighting I get a tingle when she jokingly puts her hand on my chest and pushes me. Last week was the scariest though. We were playing video games and I was beating her cause I’m just better. She got mad and tried to take my controller. I held it over my head. “Not my fault you suck!” I cackled “Jeff give it your ass!” We both tumbled off on the ground and off the couch. When I opened my eyes there she was above me. My heart began to pound in my chest. I stared at her taking in every feature, her jawline, her complexion, the feeling of her hand on my chest. She was staring intently at the tv and all I could think of was her. “Game over” from the tv snapped me out of my trance. She jumped off of me “I win!” My chest was still pounding, what the fuck is this?
“Hurry up dumbass!” I yell up the steps. I’m a little pissy about not being able to kill just yet. “Hold your horses fatass I’m coming.” She yells. I smirk to myself. I gotta admit I love that smart mouth. Wait what the hell I snap at myself. You're here to murder not to socialize, I think to myself.”You ready jerk?” I snap out of my thoughts when I see her. She's wearing some type of skin tight suit. I watch her come down, taking in her figure. I notice she smirks at me and God do I love that smirk. I get that weird feeling again as my heart pounds, she's like a beautiful, funny and sweet treat I can't have. Damnit if I could just-”What?” Oh fuck ive been staring, I feel my face start to heat up. I can only imagine the red tint. I turn on my heel quickly and bark “Nothing hurrying up!” Fuck I didnt mean to be harsh she just- cant know. Luckily she wasn't too focused on me “Okay Karen” she jokes. As she takes the lead walking ahead I chuckle quietly to myself.
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