#also i hope this was. a request. if not just enjoy the two killing eachother on an ugly pink background

[automatonknight]

SNIPERMEDIC

love at first deathtaunt

[b3rrymilks]

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 !

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 : a cute lil sleepover with your boyfriend miles :)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 : <3 this was also requested by anon, so enjoy luv ! (sorry for all the angst on my page rn..💔💔) this is very short due to my mind not being able to cook anything longer up. my minds been a bit all over the place😭😭 sorryyy💔 ART CRED : thokzu on tt

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : miles morales (1610) x reader

ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ

🕷️ while being conjoined at the hands, you both danced around in the pouring rain. your laughter filled the small space you danced in. miles was a nice change of pace in your life, ever since you’d gotten with him, things have changed for the better.

“you’re so beautiful” miles wasn’t usually the type to get all sappy without nearly having a nervous breakdown. “what did you do?” you replied, squinting and pointing an accusing finger at him. “nothing nothing, i just wanted you to know” miles laughed, watching you happily. this moment was cut short by his mother yelling. “MILES GONZALO MORALES GET INTO THIS HOUSE OR SO HELP ME!” her screams were louder than the rain. somehow.

when you two both walked into the house, rio had placed multiple towels on the floor so the rain wouldn’t get spread all over the floor. “you two—“ her lecture paused as she stared at the both of you. standing there soaked holding eachothers hands. “—get changed before you get sick.” she said, throwing even more towels at you two. “nowwww!” she added, watching you both still standing there, giggling.

what you two didn’t know, was that she watched the entire time as you two danced out in the rain. she found it heartwarming as her and jeff did the dame thing when they were kids.

miles wrapped a towel around you and rubbed it all around, creating friction to warm you up. “well, there’s no taking you home in this rain, my mom would kill me if either of us got sick.” miles spoke, looking around his room for a change of clothes for you. “uhh, here” he handed you one of his large white shirts, and fluffy pajama pants that his mom had bought a dupe of.

miles loved to draw, it was one of his favorite hobbies. he would often sketch you during class, as you would be nearly falling asleep at the boring lesson. no matter where he was or what he was doing he would always find himself drawing you. he had multiple sketchbooks already full, and every 2 pages there was a sketch of you.

there was something about the rain that was calming, making you tired. the rain definitely wasn’t going to let up soon, so you joined miles in his room as he completed his physics homework. he rubbed his temples in confusion. he had missed a few days of class, meaning he was behind in work. “you know it’s a trick question right miles?” you told him, giggling at his frustration. “no it’s not? it’s—“ he paused mid sentence, rereading the question. “no way…” he whispered, looking back at you. your giggling finally got to him, making him grab a pillow from his bed and toss it at you.

“hey HEY! it’s not my fault you missed class” holding the pillow up in defense. “you think it’s so funny hm??” he asked, picking up another larger pillow and threw it at you. loud laughter eventually filled miles’ room as you both began throwing pillows at each other.

his parents sat in the living room, listening to the laughter. “hope he’s done his physics homework.” his father spoke through an exhale, finishing his water. in honestly, they were all glad miles was happy and had someone to hang around with. (tehee.. get it? hang aroun? alr my bad don’t block me pls💔)

“okay okay fine! i’m sorry” you apologized to miles who was still hitting you with the large soft pillow. “i forgive you.. for now” miles spoke before falling onto his bed, pulling you close. his body heat quickly spread between the both of you.

soon the laughter died down, and the rain continued to patter against the window in his room. with slow blinks and miles caressing your face, you slowly fell asleep.

“i love you.” miles whispered pressing a gentle kiss onto your forehead, watching your chest rise and fall. “you are a lover boy huh? crazyyyy” his father peeked into his cracked open door. “dad! get—“ lowering his voice, “—get out.” embarrassment quickly setting in. as his father left, he closed the door. “he takes after his father.” he mumbled with a laugh.

[rose-pearls]

hi idk if your still doing requests but can I request ( this is super angsty btw!) a Clarisse fanfic where the reader is the daughter of Poseidon and there like absolutely in love with eachother like soulmates but then the reader dies during the war and clarisse can’t handle it and dies too like Romeo and Juliet

Hi! Thank you so much for your request!! Hopefully you like it :)) My requests are also still open for every fandom I write for!

Main Taglist: @avada-kedavra-bitch-187, @nyx2021, @thestarspangledcaptain, @kmc1989

Percy Jackson Taglist: @niktwazny303

Clarisse La Rue Taglist: @peanutbelley, @abbersreads

Clarisse loved you and you loved her, it had always been as simple as that. It was a known fact around camp, that the only person that could calm Clarisse down or make her smile brighter than the sun was you, the daughter of Poseidon.

Being demigods was a challenge in itself, but when the war started it became even trickier, filled with losses. By the second week of the war there were more flowers surrounding camp half-blood then students in it, to honor the lost ones. Because even if they were forgettable in the eyes of the Gods, they weren’t in the eyes of their fellow half-bloods. 

It had been tough for Clarisse and you, juggling the war, your friends, your siblings and yourselves but you had gotten through it. Clarisse had been your rock during everything, and you couldn’t imagine a world without her, it would be like everything was wrong. 

“We need to be careful,” Clarisse whispers in the early sunshine of the morning, running her fingers along your skin.

“We will, it will all be alright Clar,” you tell her, hoping to reassure the Ares girl, she had lost one of her half-siblings the day before and it had taken a toll on her. 

“Let’s hope our fathers will protect us,” she whispers, like a child scared of saying something, as if saying it out loud would jinx it. 

“They will, just like the Gods will try to help us if they can,” you whisper back, even if deep down you know that it isn’t true, that the Gods will turn a blind eye on everything that happened and on every child that lost their lives in their feud.

You don’t know how long the both of you stay there, lying in each other’s arms and whispering sweet nothings but you enjoy it, basking in the love that surrounds you.

“I’m sorry to interrupt but we need to go,” you suddenly hear Percy say, and you turn around to find your little brother looking at you with a sad smile. He looked so much older already then when you first met him two years ago, a part of you feels sad that he already had to go through so much at a young age. But he had his mother, Sally Jackson, who had seen you as her daughter from the moment she met you. 

“We’ll be there in five minutes,” Clarisse tells him, and he nods in agreement before softly closing the door and letting you change.

You do your usual routine, helping each other getting ready while exchanging kisses through it all and before you know it you need to leave to help the others.

The battlefield is a mess, people screaming left and right, monsters running after children who are far too young to be here. You don’t have time to take out your sword before Clarisse kisses you softly on the mouth.

“I’ll see you later?”, she whispers, and you nod in agreement, a loving smile on your lips.

“See you later,” you tell her before kissing her back and whispering a soft I love you. 

You see Percy in the distance but before you are able to go towards him a minotaur steps into your vision and you get ready to kill some more monsters, hoping desperately that these will be your last ones. It’s a long time before you get a minute to breathe, trying to ignore the ringing in your ears and looking around for someone you know. 

Percy looks tired, and there is a panicked look as he helps Annabeth to a safe place, the girl seemed to have gotten her leg cut. You start walking away, hoping that maybe Clarisse could be somewhere close but before you can turn around you see a Chimera starting to walk towards the pair, who still looked too busy with each other to notice anything else. 

You don’t think about it, you just start to run towards them, hoping desperately that you will get there in time and just as the Chimera gets ready to open her mouth to breath out fire you slice your sword into her leg, getting her attention towards you.

It wails in pain before turning her eyes towards you with a sick determination, you try to get your breathing right, but you hear Percy scream your name.

“Get Annabeth to safety, I’ll be alright!”, you tell him, and the boy looks unsure for a moment before giving into your pleading eyes and helping Annabeth to get to the other side of the road.

The Chimera doesn’t give you any time to think your decision through before it charges towards you. You manage to escape it a few times, burning a car or two and bruising your skin as you roll away from her attacks. But as you try to get another hit at her she hits you with her paw, making you land ten feet away, your back hitting an abandoned car. 

You try to breathe again, your back hurting from the hit but just as you try to reach for your sword a couple of feet away the Chimera is already in front of you. You try to move away, willing your body to move but you can’t move anymore and the only thing you can do is pray to your father. 

But even as fire hydrants explode around you, trying to scare off the creature, her paw lifts up and slashes right through your stomach making you scream in pain for the first time in your life. You wonder for a moment if this is it, before the Chimera disappears in front of your eyes, a heaving Percy looking at you with wide eyes. 

“Percy,” you whisper and your brother rushes to your side, blue eyes flickering between your wound and your face.

“We need to find you water, we need to heal you,” he whispers as he starts looking around the streets like a madman and as he tries to get up to go and find some sort of water you take his hand to stop him.

“It won’t help,” you tell him, but Percy shakes his head, always the hero, trying to work things out.

“We can find something, alright, we need to!”, he says, his voice wavering over the words and his blue eyes gets darker with the tears that are welling up.

“Percy, it’s okay,” you tell him, just like when he used to apologize for climbing into your bed after a nightmare. A tear rolls down his cheek and you take his hand in yours, only managing it after the second try.

“What about Clarisse? What about everything we had planned this summer?”, Percy says, and you feel pained at the sight of his tears, his pain. He had been through too much and you never wanted to be another pain that he had to bear, another loss.

“I’ll be there, somehow, with you. You won’t get rid of me that easily,” you tell him, and a sob leaves his lips, breaking your heart.

“How?”, he whispers as he holds onto your hand for dear life.

“Through the rain pouring down on New York, through the countless rivers and oceans surrounding you, through the blue food that you will see. I’m not leaving you Percy, I’ll always be there somewhere, cheering you on,” tears are streaming down your face, but you still try to reassure your brother.

“I love you,” he says and your heart breaks as you realize that this really is the last time you will hear that from him.

“I love you too little brother,” you tell him with a soft smile, squeezing his hand three time.

Before you can say anything else you hear your name being screamed, Clarisse. 

“What happened?”, she asks as she arrives, her hair all over the place after having fought some monsters.

“A Chimera,” Percy says, and she looks determined, but her hands are shaking, telling you that she is scared.

“Well, we can find some water, right? Fix you up,” she says, looking all over the place as if she is hoping that an ocean of water will appear, but you shake your head slowly.

“It’s too late,” you whisper and for a moment she says nothing, simply looking into your eyes.

“No, no, no, no, you promised me you would be alright, that you would be safe,” she says, her voice filled with desperation as she looks over you and you smile sadly.

“I’m sorry, I tried to beat it, but I couldn’t,” you whisper, and she shakes her head again, tears forming into her brown eyes.

“Don’t say that. It wasn’t your fault,” she says, and you smile softly before taking her hand into your other one.

“It’s going to be okay,” you tell her, but she shakes her head, a tear rolling down her cheek.

“It won’t, I can’t live without you,” she whispers, and you feel tears falling down your cheeks at her words.

“I love you so much,” you whisper, and she closes her eyes, looking pained at the words.

“I love you too princess, never forget that” she tells you and you smile at the words.

“Never, I’ll always remember,” you whisper, and she nods quickly.

“Good, now focus on Percy and I,” you nearly tell her that she has never called your brother Percy but you don’t, you can’t as you start seeing dark spots before your eyes.

“I think it’s time,” you tell them, and you just feel them squeeze your hand, Percy mumbling words you can’t hear but a kiss on your forehead makes you smile, you always used to do it to him.

“Clarisse?”, you whisper, and the girl kisses your forehead too, staining your forehead with her tears. 

“I’m right here princess,” you hear her say, her voice breaking over the words.

“I’m scared,” you whisper, and you hear a sob leaving Percy’s mouth, and a couple of tears fall down your forehead.

“It will all be alright, I’ll be right by your side,” she tells you and you let out a sigh at her words.

You want to say something else, but the darkness takes over, taking you with her as you hear comforting words being whispered, hands holding yours. 

--

Clarisse can’t stop crying as she feels her girlfriend’s pulse die down against her hand, the hand that was holding on to her so tightly is now laying limp into hers. Percy is sobbing into his hands, cursing his father through the sobs and Clarisse wants to do the same but the only thing she can do is sob louder.

She didn’t know how she was going to survive without you, she just couldn’t imagine a life without you. You had been her everything for the past five years and all of the sudden she was supposed to live without you, she couldn’t. Deep down she knew that she would never be able to live a life without you.

As more tears roll down her cheeks, she remembers the small drink that had been given to them before the war, making sure that if someone was to be captured, they could drink it and die to avoid getting tortured.

She takes it, her hands shaking as she opens it and for a moment, she sees Percy looking at her, a moment of realization at the sight of the bottle.

“Clarisse,” he whispers, he looks unsure, sad even as he understands what she wants to do but she shakes her head. 

“I can’t live without her; it wouldn’t be living. You know what I mean,” she says, and he nods slowly, she knows he understands what she means, he would do the same thing if he lost Annabeth. 

“Take care of her?”, he whispers, a stray tear falling down his cheek and she nods.

“I will,” she whispers before bringing the bottle to her lips and drinks it in one go.

She looks at you as the liquid goes down her throat and for a moment, she thinks that it won’t work and that she will have to live without you, but her eyes start to flutter shut and. Before she knows it, she is falling against you, her head on your stomach as her last breath leaves her lips. 

Rain starts pouring down on him and he knows it’s his father, trying to console him and the sadness that comes with losing a child. He stays there until Annabeth forces him to leave, trying to hold back her own tears as she watches the couple lying against each other. The monsters are gone in an instance, as if seeing two girls giving up their lives for each other was enough for the Gods to decide the war could finally be over.

He never forgets his sister, seeing her in the waterlilies blooming along the water on her birthdays, in the playlist she always used to blast in the Poseidon Cabin, in his father’s eyes. But the moment he sees her, and Clarisse again is at the last scene of Romeo and Juliet at the theater, seeing Romeo sacrifice himself to be with Juliet. The two of you flashes before his eyes as Annabeth holds his hand with a tight grip even as everyone leaves the theater, and they stay watching the closed curtain. As if it was symbolizing the end of your life too.

[slasherbvnnie]

Hello!! Could I request a billy loomis smut about her being new to the school and then sitting beside eachother. It could be like strangers-to kinda friends-friends-good Friends- eventual smut when she gets jealous of Sydney. It’s fine if not! Have a good day! x

Hi! So sorry this request is late, but I really enjoyed writing it and couldn't stop to be completely honest. No smut in this part, but there will be in the second part of this! I honestly might make this longer and into a mini series, I like the idea!! Like, literally, this is longer than any chapter for Until We Found You...

Who's Watching Billy

Part II

Word Count: 2401

Context: Modern day scream au, all characters 18+, afab!reader

“Well feel free to take a seat anywhere, I’ll send you an email later today to update you on everything we’ve done so far. I’m sorry for the complications, admissions is kind of tricky sometimes,” you saw an older lady speaking to a guy. You looked down at the paper in your hand for the hundredth time before looking at the room number on the wall, staring at the two who were blocking the doorway to your class. Thankfully, you made out that the older lady was the professor, so you were thankful that she wouldn’t have any grudge against you for being late for class.

“You must be my other new student, right? Seems like your admins are having a fantastic time with schedules lately,” she joked as she looked to you. You flashed a sheepish smile, giving a nod as the guy turned his attention to you. You couldn’t help but blush, he was pretty cute and having his attention on you just made you want to cower away. A small smile turned on his lips before he looked back to the professor, thanking her for her help before walking into the class. “As I was telling Mr. Loomis, I’ll send you an email after class going over everything we’ve discussed so far. I’ll put all the information you need to know to be able to catch up with us, so just leave a good email with me once lecture is over,” she said as you nodded. “Great, thanks, I hope it hasn’t been too bad. My administrator just told me the class I was enrolled in before wasn’t going to count towards my program and all so- yeah.” You rambled on before nodding, “no worries dear, the only other seat that hasn’t been taken so far will be right next to Mr. Loomis. I’m glad you both arrived today, we’re having a lab later and you’ll need a partner for it,” she said as she moved out of the doorway, you nodded, heading to the back of the class to sit next to the guy from earlier.

“So, did they also fuck up your blocking or is it just your first day here,” he asked as you sat down, shaking your head. “uh- neither. I apparently enrolled in another class that would have just counted as an extracurricular and was told last minute that one I needed, this one, had one seat left open,” you explained as he nodded. “Glad you had a mess up, though. Otherwise I would be out of a partner,” he said, making you smile.

Two days later, you were back at class, seated next to Billy once again. “So, about the project, I was watching a few movies last night to get some ideas,” Billy said to you as you looked over, “oh? You found some movie scenes with chemistry in them?” You asked as he nodded, “have you ever watched who’s watching oliver?” He asked as you thought, “that slasher movie about some creepy dude who kills for his mom?” You smiled when he nodded, “yeah, you know the scene where he’s dissolving all the evidence? I figured that could fit with the project,” he said as you laughed, earning a small glare from him. “I don’t know…I mean, it’s kinda creepy to mention that. How about something more tame, like that movie where jeff Goldblum plays the guy who learned about dna or something,” you suggested as he rolled his eyes. “We could, if you want to be like majority of these idiots. Or, we could be more unique and disturb them while educating them,” he said with a smirk as you laughed again. “How about something better? We have a horror movie night while your set up to an apple watch, then we do some calculations to see if you were scared enough to emit isoprene.” You suggested, seeing his eyes light up. “isoprene,” he questioned as you nodded, “yeah, it’s this chemical we’re always processing but when you get scared, it goes up. We can monitor our heartrates with our apple watches while watching some scary movies and talk about that. We could even timestamp the scenes we got scared at,” you said as Billy smirked. “I’d like that,” he said with a smile as you nodded. “Wanna do it tonight then,” you asked as he looked away and sighed. “Ah, I’ll be busy with my girlfriend,” he admitted as you sighed, “oh…um, tomorrow night then?” You offered as he nodded with a smile. “Tomorrow night sounds good.” He agreed.

After class you said goodbye to Billy and began to head back to your home. You popped in your headphones and turned on your favorite playlist as you made your way to your car. What disturbed your usually normal walk however was seeing Billy with his girlfriend, as well as three others who were talking. You frowned a little, trying to brush off the tiny stupid crush you were developing on Loomis, getting a little angry for thinking that he didn’t have a girlfriend. He was handsome, of course he would have one. You were about to walk past, hearing the two other boys in the group arguing about something you couldn’t make out over your music, but you were disturbed when one came up to you. “Excuse me,” he said, making you pull out an earbud and look to him. “Ah, random awkward question, but do you think you would say you find me attractive. Me and this idiot are having a debate and-“ “leave her alone Meeks, I don’t want you freaking out my lab partner,” you turned to see Billy talking to the male in front of you, the girls and the other male laughing.

“Lab partner, huh,” said the third, you looking to the group in confusion. “Not freaked out, just confused,” you said with a small awkward laugh. “Randy thinks he has a chance with you, caught him drooling over you,” said the unknown male, “and he doesn’t. She’s too smart for him,” Billy said as he wrapped his arm around Sidney. “Sorry about them. That is Randy, a dumbass. The other dumbass is Stu. Then Tatum and…Sidney,” he said, kissing Sidney on the cheek when he introduced her. You tried to hide your frown and instead smiled, nodding. “Um, nice to meet all of you, I guess,” you said as the girls smiled. “So you take chem with Billy? You’re pretty lucky, he’s smart with that kind of stuff,” Tatum said as you nodded, “yeah, he is,” you said with a smile. “Sorry guys, I have to get going,” you said, about to put your headphones back in before Billy called out to you again. “Hey, still good for tomorrow?” He asked as you nodded, “Yup! I’ll text you what time,” you said, seeing Sidney give him a look at your response.

Ever since that night of horror movies, your feelings for Billy had only grown. You were mad at first because you knew him and Sidney were dating, but soon you just became mad that you two weren’t dating. Your anger turned into sadness eventually through the three months of the knowing each other, having been invited to hang out with the friend group more often and becoming a good friend to them. Throughout the months, Billy never seemed to once show interest in you, he wasn’t like Stu who constantly was flirting with others, or Randy who was trying to ask the two for advice on how to make you more interested in him, he just seemed content with Sid. However, October marked a turning point. Casey Becker and Steve Orth were the first thing that began to change the group. The next was the attempt at Sidney which led to Billy getting booked for a night.

You were surprised when Randy called you to let you know what happened, explaining how Sidney was nearly attacked by ‘leatherface’ which he used as a nickname for Billy. “What is this, fucking the house on sorority row or something,” he asked, as you shook your head. “So, did he do it?” “His dad’s some lawyer, even if he did he’s probably getting away with it,” he said as you sighed. “Thanks for letting me know, Randy. Um, I’m gonna call Tate to try and see what’s wrong,” you said, hanging up on him. The next day at school, you noticed that the spot next to you wasn’t empty. Instead, Billy sat, scrubbing his fingers to try and get the ink off. “Hey,” you said softly, his eyes darted up to you before he relaxed and looked back down at his hands, wiping them on his jeans. “Hey…” he said, surprised when you sat next to him. “Not afraid of the killer?” He asked as you laughed, “Loomis a killer? I mean I admit you are kinda creepy enough for it but, no, I don’t think you did it.” You said as he chuckled, “well I’m glad you don’t think so, Sid sure does,” he sighed as you rolled your eyes. “I mean, I could see it if you were in theater. Didn’t she say the killer left then you came out? You’d have to be a track star and the best undresser ever,” you joked, smiling when he laughed.

A bit into class you heard an announcement on the intercoms, you and Billy looked at each other when the overhead voice said that classes were cancelled for student safety. “Wonder what happened,” you said as he hummed. “Maybe ghostface is on the loose again,” he said as you nodded, “scary…” you mumbled, putting your things away and picking up your backpack. Just then Billy’s phone dinged, he looked down at his phone and chuckled, shaking his head. “Ah, there’s a party at Stu’s tonight.” “Macher really does have great timing, truly,” you said as he smirked. “Hey, how about you come with me? I’ll pick you up before it starts,” he suggested as you paused, “what about Sidney?” You asked him as he sighed and shrugged, “she accused me as the killer last night, I think I would say we’re pretty much done.” He said as you shrugged. “Um, I don’t know, Billy…” “Come on, if not as my date then as my friend, yeah?” You saw his eyes piercing into yours, a shiver of excitement going down your spine as you nodded and agreed, receiving a big grin from him.

Billy was running a little late, putting gas is what he had texted you. You were waiting on your porch, pacing back and forth slightly as you waited for him. You looked up when you saw headlights in the dark heading towards your driveway, smiling when he honked at you to get in. “About time, take that long to pump gas?” You teased him, smiling when you saw the ends of his lips upturned slightly. “Didn’t know I had to make a good impression, this isn’t a date, remember?” He said as you rolled your eyes. “And we’re an hour late, you owe me alcohol if Stu is all out,” you hummed, “it’s stu, if he’s out just blow him and more will magically pop up,” he joked, the two of you laughing as he drove off.

By the time you made it to the Macher residence, you noticed not as many people. That didn’t bother you really, you just enjoyed the promise of free alcohol and making out with someone by the end of the night. You two hopped out of the car, heading to the door before seeing Sidney about to walk out. Both of your expressions were the same, confused and a little angered to see the other. Billy and Stu looked at you two before at each other, Stu grasping his hands together as he cleared his throat. “Well look what we have here,” he said as Sidney looked to him. “Did you invite Billy?” Stu stayed silent for a moment, pressing his lips together and sucking them in slightly before letting out a chuckle, “I thought it would be nice for you two to uh…reconcile, you know.” He said as you pushed past them, walking to the kitchen where you saw a few others chugging alcohol and hanging out together. You couldn’t hear much over the loud speakers Stu had set up throughout the house, different songs blasting from his playlist. You poured yourself a drink, heading out to explore what was going on around the house.

Not much caught your eye, just people competing in drinking games, others just hanging out with friends or dancing with their dates of the night. You made yourself comfortable, leaning against one of the walls in the living room, getting a small look at the doorway and seeing Billy and Sidney talking, Stu closing the door as the two talked together. Both of you watched them, surprised when Sidney had moved away and slapped Billy, moving away from him to call out again for Tatum so they could leave.

You were a bit happy to see Billy hurt, but a large part of you was also sad and angered by it. You didn’t enjoy seeing him hurt physically, but it made you a bit more comforted knowing he felt a tiny bit of the pain you were hiding. Stu was quick to try and calm down Sidney, putting his arm around her shoulder as they talked.

You and Billy made eye contact from across the room, he gave a dejected smile and a shrug, heading your way. “Did you know telling a girl that you don’t appreciate being called a killer and assuming that breaks you guys up is not a good idea?” He asked as you laughed, “I could have guessed,” you hummed, sipping on your drink before offering him the cup. “Promise it’s not laced or anything, not yet at least,” you said jokingly as he drank. “I would prefer if it was,” he said as he handed it back to you. “How about we get a refill and head upstairs? We can steal some of Stu’s cds and dvds, hopefully not his porn collection,” he said, making you laugh once again. “Hey, who knows, Stu might have good taste in porn,” you said with a wide smile as the two of you headed out to the kitchen.

[beeindaclouds]

Time to resend my requests.

Can I request c!DSMP with a reader who is a "Vampire Queen" like Marceline from Adventure Time?

-🥀 anon

Hii 🥀 anon, thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy <3

C!DSMP w/ a Vampire!Reader

Includes C!: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, Philza, Technoblade, Nihachu, Eret, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

You took the SMP by storm on the first day you appeared there

Everybody already knew about the famous vampire, who enchants everyone with their catchy songs and grungy looks

To hear that you were moving here had made everyone exited to meet you

They all just didn't expect you to be as mischievous as you were

Dream and Punz mostly stayed away from you, knowing that your other vampire form could probably kill them in an instant. But you liked to tease Punz from time to time, just to see the blood rise to his cheeks;

You visited Kinoko Kingdom a lot, mostly because the red mushrooms were a great way for you to stay fed, but you also enjoyed the George, Sapnap and Karl's company and vice versa;

Bad and you seemed to have completely hit it off, a demon/vampire friendship that no one expected. But since you are basically a second Skeppy, who's your best friend and the person you cause mischief with the most, it's no wonder you get along so well;

You, Wilbur and Quackity had a weird...dynamic. Alone, you got along with both of them, but the second you three are all togheter all hell breaks lose;

Phil and Techno were pretty friendly. You and Philza had bumped into eachother while on a flight many times, and you liked to tease Techno by sucking the red off of his cape;

Niki is basically the Princess Bubblegum to your Marcelline. You tease her, and she finds it annoying, but in the end you two are still very fond of eachother;

Eret was someone you were always scared of talking to. He reminded you so much of a person you had met when you were younger, so you could never find yourself to talk to him;

Another duo you teased is Foolish and Sam, especially Sam. Foolish was always too adorable to torture, so you would sometimes visit Sam in the prison and keep him company by causing a bit of chaos.

[5am-mist]

Plz like Bella and reader driving around as friends late at night and having a really intense kiss

Late night drives

°pairing°> bella ramsey x reader

°summary°> you and bella go out for a late night drive as friends you guys come back as something more

°requested?°> yeppp!

~°A/N°~

hiyaa! this one took me a while so im super sorry but regardless i hope you enjoy! remember to take care of yourselves and thank you for the request! also i have no idea if i did your request justice im so sorry if i didn't:(

It was late. Like really late, you and Bella had spent the past few hours watching movies, laughing and overall messing around. Time always seemed to pass so much faster when you were with Bella, minutes felt like seconds and hours felt like minutes.

"we should go on a drive" you suggested you had no clue where the idea came from but it was late and you weren't about to question yourself. "yea ok, lets go" he said looking at you with possibly the biggest smile you've ever seen, you two sat there for a whole 2 minutes just staring at eachother before bursting back into giggles.

You had absolutely no idea where you were going, Bella on the other hand said that they 'knew a place'. The roads were empty the only things occupying them being the light from the street lights and Bella's car.

The windows were rolled all the way down and the spotify playlist you both made together was turned almost all the way up (Bella kept telling you that you'd wake up everyone in a 5 mile radius but still screamed along to all the lyrics with you).

Eventually the car came to a stop meaning that you were at this so called spot. You were at a loss for words when you saw the collage of different colored lights. You looked over at them to say thank you only to see him already staring at you.

" You're staring doofus," you comment following it with a light shove and a laugh. Your laugh. A sound that made Bella weak in the knees. "I know." You tried your very best not to get flustered by this but your face betrays you as you begin to feel your cheeks getting hotter.

You had pushed your feelings for Bella away along time ago. Of course they were still there but you chose to ignore them because you simply just couldn't risk losing Bella due to a silly crush. Bella had done the exact. same. thing. However they knew that they simply couldn't do it any longer. He loved you. They wanted nothing more than to hold and kiss you. She wanted to be able to call you her partner. They of course hoped things would go well but if they didn't they hoped you guys could atleast stay friends.

"hey i actually needed to say something," your heart begins to beat rapidly as you hear that sentence, your mind racing a mile a minute as to what he would say next. Bella on the other hand was trying to find the right words. They ultimately decided to just say everything on their mind and hope they don't make an absolute fool of himself.

" I love you, i mean really love you. i love how your hair falls, i love your smile could kill 1000 men in an instant, i love how absolutely perfect you look with out even trying, i love how we share the same stupid humor. I love everything about you and if Im being 100% honest there is nothing more i want to do right now than kiss you."

You're stunned, only for a second though because before you know it you you're reaching over to hold his face in your hands. You pull them into a kiss, it was short you were simply testing the waters. Pulling away you two looked in eachothers eyes, which wasn't very long lived as Bella pulled you right back in for another kiss.

This time it was different. It was passionate but hungry, you both wanted this for so long now and it was better than you both could've ever imagined. You're hands went up to their hair as you deepened the kiss. One of their hands traveled down to your waist while the other was being used to keep you two stable. This went on for a while with short breaks in between for much needed air.

Eventually you break the kiss, your hands still playing with her hair. It was quiet, with you two looking into each others eyes, you two really didn't need to say anything but eventually Bella breaks the comfortable silence. " So will you be my partner?"

"I'll have to think about it...yes of course!" you giggled which only sent them into a fit of laughter himself.

[belit0]

Hello!♡

Thank you so much for doing my request! I absolutely loved it! It probably made my day too haha! Your writing is so fun and nice to read, you're just so talented!

I'm honestly very shy about requesting things from people, because I don't want to bother them, but this definitely motivated me to share another idea of mine, which I hope you don't mind!

I'm really into the Yandere x secret Yandere trope, which I honestly don't see enough of and it's a shame! I also really loved the dynamic between Yandere Shisui and Itachi in your fic, which made me have an idea.

So basically, the reader, Shisui and Itachi all growing up together. Shisui and Itachi were always super obsessed with the reader, unaware that the reader fully knew of this and enjoyed the attention. And they were also a Yandere for the two, who just waited for the moment they finally confessed to them, so they can unapologetically keep the boys to themselves. The clan kept them away from eachother maybe as well, but nothing can really stop the two boys once they want something, haha... You can gladly make this nsfw, if you'd like, too!

I'm sorry that this is a long one and hope you don't mind me asking for a request for them again! Thank you once more for doing my previous one too! I love it!<33

(Excuse my English btw! I'm not a native speaker.♡)

- bunni anon

I really appreciate your love and interest, genuinely!

I completely understand the feeling of being a nuisance, but this blog is a safe space for everyone, and you are more than welcome anytime you want to chat or send me a request! Please don't be shy, and make yourself comfortable here!

I would have loved to make this request sooner, but life and work sucked me in. It took longer than usual, but here it is and I hope you like it!

TW: Yandere! Itachi - Yandere! Shisui - Yandere! reader Pairing: Uchiha Itachi / Uchiha Shisui / reader NSFW

You see, the Uchiha are not very good when it comes to demonstrating affection with words, yet they are great with actions. Sometimes, they have a hard time pronouncing an “I love you", but they won't hesitate to burn down cities for their loved ones, to kill as many people as necessary, to destroy lives just to prove their feelings.

They lose their head and minds for the one who dominates their heart, making it their priority for them to be happy, to have everything they need, and to lack nothing. They may not be able to verbalize it or find it difficult to formulate words to explain emotions, but in their behavior, there is no hesitation.

They know what they are doing.

Just as (Y/N) knows what she does.

In this girl's case, she has not one crazy Uchiha, but two. Both ninjas decided to take and share her as the object of their passion, to give her all their sentiments and affection, undivided attention.

The beginning of the end comes when Shisui saves her from some thieves one rainy night. The Uchiha was on guard duty, patrolling dark streets looking for suspicious activity. Police life is much simpler than working fighting ninjas from other nations, and he appreciates the solitude of the evening. Suddenly, he sees a woman walking alone, presumably trying to get home. She tries to shelter from the rain by walking under roofs, and doesn't notice when she is accosted halfway. Two thieves tried to steal her belongings and assault her, but the ninja intervenes quickly, coming out of hiding and reducing the threat in seconds.

The woman thanks him in tears, hugging him and hanging onto his neck as if it were a matter of life and death. Shisui takes a moment to appreciate her closely, and gets fascinated by her beauty. Even soaking wet and with a face swollen with tears, the girl is beautiful. He can feel the shape of her body beneath his hands as he holds her, how her curves mold to his fingers, and then, it hits him.

This girl has to be his.

He took her to the Uchiha police station where Itachi sat, waiting for his best friend to return and continue chatting. His free time between missions became a moment to spend with his cousin, unpressured by schedules, making a habit of visiting him on his night watches and keeping him company.

When Shisui enters with the attacked woman, the two share an immediate look of understanding, and realize they have found their next object of obsession. Used to not being argued with and always getting what they want, both friends worked countless times to achieve their goals.

With (Y/N), however, it was different. The girl seemed uninterested in their advances yet somehow managed to keep them wrapped around her finger.  They tried to approach and conquer her countless times, to win her heart and finally be able to possess her, but she seemed to enjoy seeing them struggle, working for it.

Soon, it became a challenge.

Such became the fixation of both Uchiha, Shisui began to miss his nightly patrols, and Itachi to skip his ANBU missions. Undeterred by their sense of responsibility, their superiors questioned them, not understanding how two shinobi of such caliber could be acting so strangely.

The two would get together to plan, try to understand, and brainstorm ways to obtain her without having to make a fuss. Sure, they could resort to kidnapping, taking and making her disappear forever, but that meant dealing with a lot of cumbersome details. Investigations, explanations to the family, tracing, covering up fingerprints, annoying things they had dealt with countless times in the past.

The puzzle lay in how she always sought them out and needed them, but never accepted their moves.

She would call and ask them to escort her home for the night, but never allowed them to come in and stay with her.

She would call and ask them to keep her company at work, but never agreed to stay with them for a drink later.

She would call them if she heard a strange noise in her place, but never let them stick around to secure the perimeter.

The girl would play with them, and it drove the two ninjas crazy. They had never met anyone who would make things so difficult, who would complicate their strategies and maneuvers, who would resist their advances like that. It made them even more desperate and obsessed, falling into the trap of needing her.

Eventually, their respective bosses had to intervene. Itachi was temporarily suspended from the ANBU for neglecting his responsibilities, and Fugaku forbade them both from approaching the woman if they wanted to continue holding their positions within the clan. Shisui was closely watched by his police colleagues, obeying direct orders from the chief.

Things got annoying and cumbersome, which only gave them more determination to achieve their goal. If people wanted to take her away from them, to get her out of their hands, there would be trouble.

Something (Y/N) enjoyed in a big way.

Knowing the two most powerful Uchiha were eating out of her hands, trying to get under her skirt, to get something from her, made her feel like the most powerful woman in the world. She could whistle, and the two would be at her feet obeying her needs, doing whatever she wanted them to do.

She abused and used this ability to the fullest, enjoying the looks of desire from both men every time she called them for something. They always hoped she would allow them to stay, to come into her bed, to be part of her life in a stable way, but (Y/N) never would.

She loved the frustration on their faces when she asked them to leave, when she told them she didn't need them anymore, and how helpless they were every single time. The girl learned to manage and have them at her beck and call, so much so they would abandon their responsibilities for her.

Yet, at some point, the Uchiha had enough, and decided to put a stop to (Y/N)'s demand. She had gained the upper hand, and it was time to turn it all around.

When she called them again, they were determined to act.

It was late, and (Y/N) was moving her chakra with the signal the three had agreed to use as a call. Both Uchiha were together, and they rushed simultaneously to the scene. The girl was in the middle of the forest and desperately called for them.

When they reached her, they were met with a heartbreaking sight.

She was on the ground, her clothes torn and crying. Anyone who analyzed the situation at first glance would say she had been attacked by someone, but something wasn't right.

Shisui rushed over to her, asking if she was all right, what had happened, demanding answers. As he pulled off his shirt to cover her, Itachi detected the lie.

There were no footsteps in the perimeter other than hers, no sign of other people. No chakra seemed to be nearby, and there were no traces of anyone, either in the trees or on the ground. (Y/N) had no scratches, no cuts, no blood on her skin, and if someone had genuinely ripped her clothes off, they would at least have marked her with their fingernails.

The other Uchiha continued to worry, hugging and holding her as if something had really happened. Itachi merely watched, and when (Y/N) stopped her theatre of lies, he spoke seriously.

"If we're going to keep suffering, you'll have to give us something in return, you know?" The man leaned his back against a tree, serenely crossing his arms over his chest. He narrowed his eyes and glared at her, waiting for a reaction.

"What the fuck, Itachi! How could you say such a thing in this situation?!" Shisui exclaimed in true anger, so mowed down by his feelings he didn't even pause to observe the staged scene.

Some seconds of silence were by, the forest completely calm, while she decided what would be her next move.

(Y/N) began to laugh, and clutched her stomach as a fit of giggles knocked the wind out of her. Itachi looked apprehensive, having caught on to her deception from the beginning, while Shisui watches her in disbelief, not understanding the scenario.

"You genuinely think someone did this to her and didn't leave a single mark on her body or the place? Look around, it's another one of her lies."

"Busted!" she continued to laugh, as if she didn't care one bit about doing such a thing. "Tachi, relax, be a little funnier next time, it's not amusing if you ruin my show from the start. All right! we're done, back to your normal activities, boys!"

Normally, both would listen to her and let her be, but this time she had gone too far. By faking a scene like that, she seemed to be asking them to execute it themselves.

"I'm fucking sick of this (Y/N)!" Shisui pounced on her, trapping her under his body while holding her wrists above her head. "You want to play with us, treat us like your faithful dogs, yet I'm fed up! If you don't give me something in return, I won't continue with this!"

"Yes, you will, even if I don't give you anything, because you love me, don't you? Both of you do. You're as much mine as I am yours, there's no way around it!" She exclaimed with a smirk, laughing in both their faces.

"All right then, time for you to prove it." Itachi moved towards her, quickly working his pants. Shisui caught the hint and readied himself likewise.

If (Y/N) didn't want to cooperate, they would have to do it the hard way.

The long-haired Uchiha knelt at her head, with each of his knees at one side of her face, facing Shisui. He pulled his cock out of his clothes and held it in front of her face.

"You're going to take it all, and let us do what we want with you, just like you've been doing what you want with us." The short-haired man exclaimed as he finished ripping the remaining clothes off of her.

"Well (Y/N), let's see what you've got." Before she could say anything else, Itachi shoved his member into her mouth, reaching the back of her throat without warning. Shisui soon followed in step, spitting his hand and rubbing it over his dick before thrusting it into her.

(Y/N) moaned as best she could from the initial pain, until her pussy produced enough lubrication to accompany the Uchiha. They both worked her holes with abandon and ferocity, drawing out their pent-up need for her.

"Shit (Y/N), if I'd known you felt this way, we would have done it sooner."

"Eat it all, you fucking slut, don't leave anything out."

They destroyed her entrances with heavy thrusts, not letting her catch her breath. Her hands remained restrained above her head, and she could do nothing but take them both at once.

"Come on little slut, bear it like the good little girl you are, show us what you're made of."

"So good baby, it feels so good, shit."

Itachi works her mouth, making her gag with each thrust, leaving a trail of fluids around her lips. His balls crashed against her nose and knocked her out of breath for long seconds. Her eyes lost focus, and she could do no more than endure it.

Shisui was tearing apart her cunt with abandon, pumping in and out over and over again without caring how red her skin got or how much it hurt.

They both finished almost in unison, followed by the difference of a couple of seconds, filling her with their seed.

"This just became your new routine, (Y/N). I hope you enjoy it."

[gaybananabread]

for the thing i saw that you were open to magnus chase potentially fierrochase with oranges and cherries? Lee alex ler magnus? You definitely dont have to just curious (for 300 fruit thing)

Fruit(s): Oranges, Cherries

I haven’t read these books in a while, but thanks for reminding me of them! I was younger when I first read these; the gay went right over my head. Also, severe LACK of tk content for this entire series! Now I can obsess over these as well (UvU). Used she/her pronouns for Alex on this one. Magnus strikes me as a shy ler, ya know? Hopefully these peeps aren’t too OOC, same with any lore or character dynamic issues (). Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!

Lee: Alex

Ler: Magnus

Summary: During one of the Hotel’s fights to the death, Alex and Magnus slip away for some calm. Unfortunately for the son of Frey, Alex got geared up for the fight and is feeling antsy. He offers another kind of fight, and while it’s not what Alex had in mind, it's certainly a laugh.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

It was business as usual in Hotel Valhalla; Einherjar running around, trying to pop eachother’s balloons that were attached to their chests, various weapons flying across the playing field. Folks of all ages screamed in frustration as spears, axes, and arrows went through their balloons and hit vital organs. The usual mayhem.

Two residents managed to sneak away from the craziness, locked in a room with a nice, peaceful atrium. Magnus took a deep breath, savoring the quiet peace with his partner. The blonde spared a quick glance at her face before turning back to the trees, blushing softly. “Thanks for dipping with me, Alex. Sorry if I spoiled your fun with Mallory…”

Alex rolled her eyes, pinching the hand she was holding. “You didn’t spoil anything, dork. I’d rather relax with you than kill that loudmouth again. I’ll get her later.” Her free hand moved up to her chest, absentmindedly twisting the changing pronoun pin Magnus had got her on their last trip to the mortal world. That day, it read, “she/her/hers.” She wore it every day, though a certain blonde got punched whenever he brought it up. 

The calm sounds of nature surrounded the pair, bringing a small smile to Magnus’s face. He much preferred the quiet to the chaos, though he had to admit a few of the games were kinda fun. The son of Frey could’ve stayed there all day.

Alex, on the other hand, was really starting to get bored. She was all for supporting her boyfriend, but Gods, they’d been just sitting there for almost twenty minutes. She had no problems ditching the fight for Magnus, but it left her fidgety. The greenette wanted to move, the urge to do something like an itch on her hands she just couldn’t scratch. She tapped a quick, repeating pattern on her arm, trying to distract herself. 

It took the blonde all but four seconds to see how antsy Alex was getting; he nudged his partner’s arm, sighing. “You don’t have to stay here if you’re bored. I’m fine by myself.” The look on his face was a smile, though his eyes gave away how desperate he was for Alex to stay.

That got an eye-roll; how poor was that boy’s self-esteem? Alex wrapped an arm around Magnus’s shoulders, squeezing him a bit harder than necessary into a hug. “Maggie, listen; you’re good. I know you don’t like super loud ‘n crazy stuff, and they’re literally killing eachother while popping loud ass balloons. It’s actually refreshing that you have the sanity to not wanna do it.”

Magnus’s guilt faded, the desperation melting into adoration; what did he do to deserve someone as awesome as Alex? Well, besides saving a bunch of stuff and almost dying for it, but he didn’t count that… “Thank you, Alex. Seriously.” Still, something nagged at him to make it up to his partner. He really didn’t feel like actually fighting, though a silly idea popped into his head. One his partner might enjoy even more than revenge on Mallory.

“Hey, I know it’s not Last Einherjar Standing, but do you wanna do our own thing in here? Like…a fight, but not killing eachother?” A small blush decorated Magnus’s cheeks, making his partner hum. It sounded better than just sitting there, though she could tell there was more to it than that. “Okay…what’s the catch?”

The fact that he only got redder was very telling for the child of Loki. Another silly Magnus idea…but anything was better than nothing. “Well, we could, ya know…tickle eachother instead.” He regretted the words the moment they left his mouth; why would Alex ever wanna do that? He tried playing it off, hoping he wouldn’t get teased for it. “It’s, uh, nevermind dumb idea-”

“Eh, sure. I’m bored enough.”

Magnus was a bit stunned, to be honest. Alex actually wanted to have a tickle fight? He was shocked for a good few seconds before snapping back to reality. “Oh…alright then. You wanna count it down, or…?”

Alex rolled her eyes, seeing the shock on her boyfriend’s face. Normally, she would’ve teased the Helheim out of Magnus for even mentioning something like that. That day, though, she was feeling kind; kind enough to let Magnus have his fun. While he’d never directly expressed it, it was clear to literally everyone close to him that Magnus liked that kind of thing. Still had appearances to keep up, though. “We can count it if you want. I don't really care.”

A vibrant red hue decorated Magnus’s cheeks, a rare bout of confidence overtaking his thoughts. Things were gonna be fun; if he could win without combusting, that is. 

“Okay…uh, three, two, one…go!”

Not in a thousand years would Alex have expected Magnus to pounce like he did. I mean, she was already planning on letting the blonde win, but damn. Boy was excited. 

Magnus was quick to wrestle Alex down, his mind racing with all the possible ways the greenette could wreck him. Animal claws, bird feathers, multiple appendages… Best to get her before any of those played out. Soon, the shapeshifter’s arms were above her head, wide and slightly surprised eyes staring up at Magnus.

“Dahamn, Beantown! Didn’t think you had it in you~” Alex, ever the tease, smirked up at his boy. While there was no avoiding what was about to come, she could at least see the little flash of red across her boyfriend’s cheeks.

Predictably, the blonde blushed, his confidence faltering for a second. “Quiet…” Okay, Alex was so getting it after that. However, the doubtful thoughts wormed their way back into his head. Gods, he hated his head sometimes… “Hey, are you sure this is okay? Like, you’re fine with me ti-…uh, doing this?”

Alex rolled her eyes, a small groan escaping her. Magnus said “fight,” not feel guilty about everything; was he seriously gonna make her ask? The anticipation was honestly getting to Alex, her heterochromic eyes shining with a nervous giddiness that she would never admit. “Yes, my Gods, just do it already!”

Magnus huffed, feeling himself get a bit red at the annoyed ask. Still, he kept Alex’s arms above her head with one head, the other experimentally kneading at her hip. 

She bit her lip, squirming in his hold as she tried not to giggle. If she really wanted to, Alex could’ve just shifted into a ferret and slipped away; she could’ve won the whole fight if she wanted to. Magnus seemed down though, and while she’d never admit it, she loved the wondrous little gleam he got in his eyes when he was happy. So, for him, she endured. It wasn’t that horrible…

“Aww, c’mon Alex. You were begging me to get started, and now you’re not even gonna giggle?” He dug in, drilling his thumb into Alex’s hip. Hello, confidence! Alex’s strained focus broke, surprisingly bubbly giggles spilling past her lips. Even more of a shock: her cheeks grew red, almost matching her boyfriend’s. “Sh-shuhuhut ihit!”

Magnus was stunned for a second, his mind taking a moment to process the sound of her giggles. So cute…she’d kill him for saying it, but it was true. He had to hear more; the hand traveled upwards, curiously clawing at her ribs. He wasn’t disappointed.

“MAHAHAGNUS! F-FUHUHACK!” Alex arched her back, not expecting that spot to be so bad. She hadn’t really been tickled as a kid, and while that stuff was more common with her friends, most of them were too anxious to really try it. That was…really the first time someone had actually gotten her. She didn’t…hate it? It was a lot.

The blonde chuckled, his eyes sparkling as she laughed. Okay, new favorite sound… Alex had never sounded so carefree. “Wow Alex, such dirty language. It’s just a few little tickles; no need to get so worked up!” Not wanting to make her uncomfortable, Magnus moved his spidering fingers to her stomach.

“Y-yohohohou’re the wohohorst!” It was hard to take that “insult” seriously with all the giggling she was doing. That side of Alex was one Magnus didn’t see often, but he loved when it would show. “Am I? I mean, you did literally ask for it. I’m kinda an awesome boyfriend for giving you what you want, no?” 

Alex groaned through her giggles, mentally rolling her eyes. “Noho, you dohohork!” She wiggled in his hold, but made no real effort to get away. It still lit up her nerves, but the gentle tickling on her belly was actually kinda nice… Well, until Magnus started talking. “Wasn’t this supposed to be a tickle fight? Kinda seems like you gave up, love~”

Her cheeks went red, an indignant grunt flowing with the adorable giggles. “I- thahat’s nohot-... Ihi hahahate youhu…” Alex tried to hide her face in her shoulder, her arms still above her head. 

Magnus gasped, feigning a hurt pout. “You hate me? Wow Alex, I thought we had something…” He sighed, shooting his hand back to claw at her ribs. “Guess I can’t feel bad for doing this anymore.” 

“NAHAHAHO! MAHAGNUHUS, YOUHU AHASS!” She squealed, her face turning an even deeper, lovely and vibrant shade of red. Magnus couldn’t help but coo. “That’s actually adorable, Alex. I mean, I knew you were a shapeshifter, but I never knew your cherry impression was so good!”

“SHUHUHUT UHUHP!” Alex twisted and turned in Magnus’s grip, her face only getting hotter. She really wasn’t used to tickling, and while it was kinda fun, she was nearing her limit. While it hurt her pride to do it, she tapped out. “ENOUHUHUGH!”

The son of Frey stopped almost instantly, his arms wrapping around Alex to pull her into a hug. He was pushing it with all the affection, but he was feeling brave. “Sorry, that was kinda mean. You good? Did I go too far?”

Alex buried her face in his shoulder, giggling off the ghost tickles. “Thahat was- Gods, Mahaggie. Yeah, Ihi’m good…” She took a few deep breaths, her slightly dazed smile becoming something much more mischievous. “Uh…Alex?”

Suddenly, his partner shrank, a small ferret in her place. The fuzzy noodle zipped under his shirt, climbing up his torso and around to his back. He squeaked, squirming as her fur brushed against his poor skin. Finally, she made it to his neck, hopping out and shifting back. 

Alex wasted zero time with her plan. In seconds, Magnus was on his back, his arms stuck firmly above his head. She smirked down at him, a playful smirk on her face. “Here comes the fight, Beantown. Hope you’re ready~”

Magnus gulped, looking up at his partner with wide eyes and a wobbly smile. “Oh Gods…” The rest of the afternoon was filled with laughter, the chaos of the morning’s strange murder-game forgotten. While it wasn’t exactly what either of them had planned for the day, it was definitely the most fun they’d had in a while. Totally worth it…

[mookiwrites]

What’s left of the man who had nothing | Part 3: My demons look like you

Brooo this is a big one, very ✨hefty✨. I just went on a trance while writing and when I “woke” this was there… remember, quality NEVER guaranteed!

Jokes aside I like this! I was eager to jump on the juicy parts I’ve planned but nothing was to my liking untill this spawned, everything seemed too rushed… so I do hope you’re able to enjoy it too~

@yoel-o-fellow let’s talk about what you got planned for Sverenne and everything because man I’d love to hear what’s in your head and if you also get lost in the sauce like I do when writing. (I’d also love to hear about it if that’s completely fine with you I’m mostly joking but also 👀✨)

Please enjoy, or not 😉😉 (no srs pls enjoy)

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Believe it or else the Ruggaboors had to be kicked out the family property before they tore the place down. While Sebastian angrily played tug of war with a few members who insisted on taking chairs and statues, Marvin tried to argue very loudly that there would be another funeral soon enough so there was no need to strip the place naked right that instant.

That just prompted everyone to horrifically turn their heads towards the oldest member, the grandfather that fainted earlier, and smile in the disgusting way only the putrid family knew how to. Although most of them agreed it was a solid reason enough and put the many objects down, a sly someone slithered away with a random marble bust or two.

After being found in such a harrowing state, old Gallagher just sat on his chair in the living room. He had his nephews turn it to face the windows in the living room, but sat there silently barely reacting to anything they said or did to try and snap him out of that trance. The only time he got up was when it hit 4pm and his favorite flick was on, so he slowly moved to turn on the television, but sat facing away from it as the chair now looked straight out the window.

— What the hell even is a Notoriah? — Sebastian asked quite angrily — Uncle’s done gone mad! Almost made this funeral a double feature!

— By goodness, Jacob! Watch yourself! — Marvin clasped a hand over his brother’s mouth — Uncle! We’re going to fix dinner! Any requests?

Upon receiving a grunt in response he sighed in disappointment, them yelped from being bitten by Sebastian’s abnormally sharp canines. Both slowly headed into the kitchen while most lovely cursing eachother out very silently but very meanly so.

The kitchen did not lift their spirits in the slightest. Gomorrah was a terrible cook in her lifetime, most out of spite, but also because she couldn’t fathom herself taking the same role as her mother: tending to the house as a wife was her biggest fear. So she messed up food on her own accord, but when left alone and feeling gloomy, her hearty soup was something you just needed to taste.

Although they weren’t going hungry they definitely weren’t tasting anything good, their mum and uncle. The cabinets were stocked with those easy to make foods, supplements, old people food and rat poison enough to kill the whole population of english rats that probably resided in their attic and basement. The fridge had pieces of meat, juice and water, who the hell is out there juicing prunes? And a lonely bottle of cider on the very back as Sebastian made a mental note. A basket housed potatoes, garlic, and onions. Also a moldy apple to top it off.

— Well, he is definitely better off starving, so are we — Sebastian commented as he analyzed their options — But we can make a simple stew, maybe?

— Maybe we’d just head down to the pub? — Marvin grimaced at the squishy and dead apple.

Looking at eachother and finally throwing away the apple, they both nodded and resounded a “no”. Not leaving uncle alone at least untill he was back to his rotten and sarcastic self. They wanted no blood on their hands and nothing to do with planning a Ruggaboor funeral.

Now, although Marvin left home earlier, the man would starve sooner than anyone else in a dire situation. The circus troop gave him shelter and readily food, and then he’d live off many forgotten lovers for a few years untill they broke up or he wandered away without a word said. Also the man once burned water, Sebastian can easily vouch for it and so can the Stoke Fire Department.

The youngest Ruggaboor was the one to command the kitchen, giving orders and letting his brother do only a bit outside of cutting and pouring. His parents, the absolute winners of parenthood, couldn’t care less if he was fed or not, maybe out of being blackout drunk most of the day and away all night. Sebastian learned very early on — and specially after Marvin left — that independence was not only a gift he was given but also his only means for survival to a decent age.

The pot slowly cooked and filled the house with a good smell, not great but enough to make it feel less of a bummer. They sat at the table, one spreading butter on bread and the other hazardously toasting them with a simple lighter. This awkward exchange of glances and curse words whenever the hot butter fell on someone’s hand was the first moment of reflection Marvin and Sebastian were allowed that day — oh yes, we burried mother today huh? Ow! Soddin’ butter!…

— She’s really gone, that witch of a woman

— Didn’t ya always picture her being the one to burry us instead? — Marvin played around with the lighter — Ya sent me a letter saying that once

— Well? It made better sense than this — The youngest pointed around with a knife, and to the frilly apron he wore — That hag, good ridance!

Marvin chuckled, Sebastian smirked. For the two of them this too was the first time in a bit they felt carefree and not awkward around eachother in a goddamn while. Be it his pride getting in the way or an apology left unsaid. Be it his hurt and anger hidden by apathetic malice.

— She hadn’t spoken to me since so long ago — The youngest spoke — Then just the week before she passed, suddenly she calls me! Asks me when I’m coming to Stoke again!

— Mother probably felt something, Jacob, like cats do — He shrugged — Honestly it’s nonsensical for me too, she was able to find me and sent me a letter

— What did it say?

— That I shouldn’t be a stranger, that this place is my home too! Fuck! Can you even believe that? — Marvin asked, eyes watering all over — She said that! That… that awful woman!

— Well damn Marv, ye won’t believe what she told me then!

Between mumbled and sobbing words, he asked his brother. With a grim on his face, Sebastian punched the knife down, getting it stuck on the table. He leaned in real close to his brother’s face, enough that their breaths mixed very uncomfortably.

— Before I hung up, she told me that — He felt the tears welling up in his eyes — She’d love to see me face again, and that she loved me!

Dead silent, the pot boiling over now, butter and breadcrumbs all over everyone and everything. Sebastian started to laugh, which turned to a maniacal cackle very quickly as he turned off the stove and leaned over the counter, screaming while crying. Marvin, once startled, soon followed suit, also screeching laughing and falling back from his chair. Even after hitting the floor with a loud thud, they just kept laughing and cackling. Looking at eachother only made it worse but they couldn’t stop, that was too damn good.

Gallagher stood against the wall as he missed the chance to enter the kitchen while they weren’t losing their minds. But he heard good and he heard it all, he even aided his sister in writing the letter and finding the number to her son’s telephone line. Notoriah’s smirking face came to mind and the old man grit his teeth, making a fist with his right hand while the left was clenched around the cane.

Only he knew what his sister went through, only he knew what turned her into that monster. Everything and all that happened to them, to her, to his brother in law, all was his own fault way back when. Frustrating, scary as it was, he wanted them to know it all before he also became history. But Gallagher wouldn’t have no sons to curse his name at the kitchen table, not at all, he was alone. If he died and when he did, it would be like a whisper that got lost in translation, because no one would organize a fanfare to send him off to the seventh depth of Hell.

— Oh Morrah, I’ll see ye soon I promise — He whispered to himself — But I gots to fix this, so maybe in the next life…

No one would miss old Gallagher Ruggaboor. Nobody would be bothered at all, he smiled to himself while walking into the accidental carnage the kitchen had become, and no one will sing about me.

— Uncle..?

— Bloody hell the stew is ruined!..

— Pack up ye lot, we’re going for a walk!

Not one soul, nobody would miss him, poor old Gallagher Ruggaboor.

But to end something he started and destroy what destroyed him, maybe that’s worth it.

[strawberrylabs]

Hi! I was wondering if I could get a match up from bnha no one underage please since I’m 22 years old 😅 I’m just not comfortable with it

I’d prefer a male matchup please

Pronouns: she/they

A romantic match up please

Height:5’6

Zodiac sign: Aquarius

Personality type: INTP

I’ve been told I’m come of as very intimidating to people who don’t know me and also I’m very introverted. I have a little bit of a tattoo obsession and have quiet a few also some piercings. I get told I look like cruella deville cause my hair is half black and half white 😅. I like the horror genre in anything and also like listening to true crime stories. I’m not the softest person I’m assuming since a lot of my friends say I’m just someone who’s never really cared about a broken bone or if something scary is happening. Example: one time I got my toenail ripped off and didn’t even notice for like five minutes then just casually removed it and put a band on. 😅 I also love rats and snakes ❤️ and have a dog (a bassist hound named Lou) two cats, (a Maine coon named Koa and a one eyed black cat named Remi), and a rabbit named patches.

Just a little bit about my fur babies since they’re very important to me

Lou: scared of everything. But mainly of men and I have no idea why 🤷‍♀️. He the first dog I ever had.

Koa: super shy but secretly really likes affection and food. Meows back when I say good morning or ask how his day was. 😭 he’s so cuteeee

Remi: A crackhead. He’s got one eye and breathing problems but that doesn’t slow him down 😃. Treat addict. Like literally always gets in the cabinet where I keep the animal treats.

Patches: very quiet. Stares a lot. He’s still cute and fluffy though ❤️

(Also I’m working towards owning my own tattoo shop ¨̮ and can you maybe include how a lot of people I’m close to call my middle name Evangeline. I’ve always liked it cause I got it for a really sweet reason)

Could you maybe include my pets. you don’t have to! You also can choose to ignore this if you want. I’m sorry for adding so much!

Thank you even if you don’t do this! 💕

Have a wonderful day/night!

Hello! I am so so sorry for the late reply! I really hope this lives up to the wait!

your pets sound adorable! and good luck with opening the tattoo shop!

I had a hard time deciding with this one- If you're unhappy with who you were matched with feel free to request headcannons for a different character.

Hope you enjoy<3

Also the character may be a little OOC, as I haven't watched or read BNHA in a longgg time

Warnings!!: May be spoilers to the BNHA lore, slight gore (only minor) and mentions of needles(tattoos)

I match you with...

Tomura (Tenko) Shigaraki!

You and Tomura were probably friends when you were younger but lost contact a little before the incident.

Years later, you live in a two story apartment in the city, the bottom floor is your tattoo parlor and the top is your home!

Your and Tomura run into eachother again when you're looking for your cat Remi who managed to get out the window while you weren't looking.

Despite his new appearance, you recognised him instantly.

Unfourtunetly he cannot say the same.

His memory is.. foggy. He recognises you, but he doesn't know why. Why does his heart hurt at the sight of you?

He tells himself he doesn't need to know why, he just needs it to stop.

So he gets Toga to spy on you with the intention of eventually using the information he gets to kill you.

Or that was the original plan

Toga goes to your tattoo shop one day saying she wants a tattoo!

Which is true- she does want a taattoo!

In Toga's mind it's a win win, she gets a tattoo of a knife on her wrist, and she gets information on you!

However she ends up liking you a lot more than she anticipates.

"Ok so what would you like to get?"

"A knife! With blood on it~!"

"Ok sure! Sit down and I'll ask you a few questions and then we can get started."

It starts off well, you two talk a lot, surprisingly hitting it off right away.

That is until your animals decide to come down because you apparently forgot to close your door

although you're convinced they know how to open it yourself

Remi goes ballistic, jumping around the place, bouncing himself off of Toga's lap- It's a wonder you didn't mess up the tattoo

You turn off the machine and apologise to Toga as you round up your pets.

Toga loves them.

"OMG they're so fluffy!"

After that incident Toga tends to stop by more often to see you and your pets.

She may or may not forget her mission for Tomura- which leads to him confronting her while she was with you.

He walks into the shop, ignoring the closed sign (he disintigrated the lock smh)

he hears you and Toga laughing and goes upstairs, furious with Toga.

"Awww, Evangeline listen! Koa is mewoing with me!"

This makes Tomura stop in his tracks. Evangeline?

Why is that name so familar?

He walks in the room with a sense of urgency, no longer angry at Toga.

"Uh oh! Shigaraki I swear I was doing my job but-"

"Tenko? It's nice to see you again!"

Toga and Tomura are silent.

Tenko?

That one name uttered from your lips brings back Tomura's memories of you.

"...Evangeline..?"

Needless to say Toga is very confused.

After some explanations from all of you, you kinda all just sit there and process for a moment.

"Wait.. You were going to kill me?!"

This leads to Tomura and Toga reluctantly explaining their.. ahem.. professions.

Surprisingly, you're chill with it. Toga still comes over often to hang out with your animals you, and sometimes manages to bring a reluctant Tomura with her.

Over the course of a few months, you become acquainted with the entire league, and even gave a few of them some Tattoos.

During that time, you and Tomura rekindled the flame that was once lost, although this time, it burned much brighter.

One day Toga wasn't able to visit, and it was just you and Tomura,

Normally you would find a way to fill the silence but today was.. different.

So, to nulify the awkwardness, you decide to make some tea/coffee/hot chocolate.

Only Remi decides to jump in front of you and causes you to trip. smh.

You fall down the stairs. Oops.

But you're ok! You didn't really hit anything to hard and you braced yourself pretty well.

That doesn't stop Tomura from freaking out though

"Holy shit! Are you alive?"

Tomura rushes to you in an instant, checking over you, while being careful not to touch you with all 5 fingers.

While he's fussing over you, all you can do is stare at him. All you can think about it how he was as a child. How much you adored him- and still do.

So you decide- Fuck it. Now or never as they say, right?

"I had the biggest crush on you when we were kids, and now I am in love with you."

He broke for a second. He thinks you hit your head or something.

"You must be stupid after hitting your head... there's no way you'd feel the same."

Man is so insecure please

"I didn't hit my head Tenko. Please, believe me."

After a few hours of conversation, you come to the conclusion you both like eachother, but you can't tell anyone else.

He can't risk your safety. Being in contact with the league is already dangerous enough.

From there its a slow but steady start.

You eventually both warm up to eachother more and more, regaining that trust from all those years ago.

Tomura gets so worried whenever you injure yourself and brush it off like it's nothing- how are you still alive?

Having said that if anyone makes a comment about your unnatural ability to suppress pain, they will lose a finger or two. Maybe even an entire limb.

He 100% insists on matching tattoos

He's a little bitch while getting it though

Eventually you invest in getting him those gloves woth only 1 or 2 fingers covered so you can hold hands<3

The more comfortable he gets, the more he realises he's very touch starved.

It eventually escelates to him staying over at night and just- cuddling.

You make him feel... stable. Safe.

And that's something he hasn't felt in a long time.

He just hopes he can do the same for you<3

I hope you enjoyed<3

-Strawberry

[1eaf-me-alone]

Hello-I saw your match-up event and decided to make a request so here it is

Male,he/they,I would prefer 2 characters(preferably female but male if you find it fits my personality more since I’m bi)-I tend to be quite a quiet and reserved person with most people but show my more goofy and loud side on certain occasions and with loved ones,I tend to prefer being the little spoon,I love the idea of feeling protected by my partner-I enjoy coding,reading and writing,I also tend to just about try anything as long as it’s interesting in general also love language is quality time-spending time with partner usually fills me the most

That shld be all for now-sry I can’t think much since it’s pretty late-I hope I wasn’t too unclear and hope your writer block clears soon!!

I match you with ….. Eula and Yoimiya

Eula:

She will definitely protect you with all she’s got, you’re her number one priority. You will always feel safe around Eula.

She spends a lot of time with you, getting to know you, learning about the Lawrence clan from her, going on walks with her.

when she sees you she’ll kiss you (she’s a little shy in public but soon enough you’ll be filled with sweet kisses.)

you will definitely feel protected by Eula, if anyone were to lay a finger on you Eula would probably kill them. No-one can hurt you and she will make sure of that.

she loves cuddling you - if you’re taller then her she will embrace you, if you’re not she’ll envelop you into a cuddle as you fall into her arms.

she will always make time for you - and as you both get to know each other more you reveal more of your goofy and loud side, and Eula lets her guard down. - with you she’s more relaxed, more happy. With you she can be herself.

when you first met her she would have come off as really stiff, always wanting to “seek revenge.” But as you get to know her more she turns out to be really caring, sweet and protective.

same going for you, when you first met Eula you were quite quiet and shy. You kept to yourself more, but the longer you got to know her the more free spirited you became. You could be more you around her- and she wouldn’t judge you.

Eula will try get to know your hobbies too, if she’s never coded she’ll try learn from you- and she’ll listen to you with great enthusiasm whilst you teach her.

Eula will dance with you. Maybe it’ll be late at night, but the two of you dance with eachother, having quality time. She’ll caress your face lightly and bring you closer, as you dance together in the light of the moon.

whenever she needs to leave to go somewhere she will kiss you goodbye in the cheek before leaving, and when she comes back she’ll bring you into a tight embrace and make sure the two of you spend more quality time together- catching up on missed time.

Eula held your hand as she leads you to the grass field underneath the moonlight. You take off your shoes as the feel of the grass beneath your feet tickles your toes. Eula holds your arm and pulls you in, as she dances with you. You embraced her tightly as she whisked you in and twirled you in the air.

— — — — — — — — — —

Yoimiya:

Yoimiya would absolutely love to spend time with you, she would show you all the stuff she loves in the hope you would like it to.

she loves sharing stuff she loves with people she is close to- it’s like a deep connection thing for her.

she’ll spend a lot of time with you doing sweet things like cooking, taking you to places you’ve never been to, showing you how to make fireworks

she would be very interested in your hobbies too. As you like reading she might find a special place with lots of books just for you

Yoimiya would take you to a bunch of festivals to try new foods and activities.

with her colourful personality she always has new activities to show you.

she likes trying out new things and especially loves doing so with you.

Yoimiya is big in hugs, kisses, physical touch. - she really likes them- especially with you

She would definitely look out if you get hurt. She wouldn’t want that- and she probably has some stuff to heal you if you do get hurt.

Yoimiya is the type of person to get along with anyone, she’s so easy going to talk to. Even when you two didn’t know each other as much she chatted to you as if you had been friends for years- and she didn’t mind that you were a little quiet as first, as she quite likes talking and sharing things with you.

Yoimiya would let you explore new things a lot, she would let you try new things with her. She loves spending quality time with you, and enjoys whatever she does as long as you’re doing it too!

Yoimiya held your hand as she dragged you to the colourful festival. Bright colours and smells filled your senses. Flaming reds, ocean blues, emerald greens. Everything seemed to be filled with colour. “Well what do you think?” Yoimiya stopped you at a stall to try something new, pointing and showing you everything there was. She seemed so happy to be there with you.

— — — — — — — — —

i hope you enjoyed that anon :)

well that’s my second ask complete if you want to send an ask click here for more details on the event.

[soft-boi-eli]

Hello Hello!

I just wanted to say I love your fics!

ALSO!

Could I request a CC!SBI X Gn! Insomniac Reader! Where the reader is an insomniac (Obviously-) but is somehow a pro at MC!

Like they are basically god at the game! They also REALLY enjoy horror games! They don’t get scared easily and LOVE horror movies! They basically love anything horror/creepy-

ANYWAYS!!

The reader lives off of ramen and Monster energy drinks (For fun-)! They have a Twitch (Which has about 18 mil followers and 14 mil subs!) and a YouTube channel (Which has 20 mil followers!)

They mainly play horror games (Obviously-) and MC!

You can do headcanons or scenarios/images with the SBI! Maybe like playing a horror game together or MC? OR! Maybe some things they do together? Or when they meet up? Or-to many ideas Nightmare-

ANYWAYS!

I don’t really care! And don’t worry about taking too long on it!

ALSO!

Maybe we could be friends? Only if you want too!

Remember to eat, drink, and get enough sleep!

<3

Yes. I lovesthese ideas and I'm gonna choose headcannons due to they are a bit easierfor me to write.

And yes I'm perfectly fine with being your friend! I'm actually happy to make friends on this app so yeah!

Pronouns:nonbinary

Tw: cussing. Insomia, mentions of horror movies. Mention of horror games. Fluff.

SBI with a horror streamer friend head cannons.

*Ahem* tommy wanted to paly a game with you so you choose a game that didn't look like horror until the middle. He screamed at the jump scare and it made both of your chats so happy.

When phil decides to play with you there is literally a silence after a jump scare. Everyone thought he had a heart attack and honestly so did you until he spoke up about accidently hitting his mute button when he jumped.

Wilbur. He's a bit better then tommy but more scared then phil would be. Any little noise won't get him but when it starts to get noticeable the noiseless to him. The jump scare, he'd fall out of his seat and stay on the ground for a bit. You ask if he's good and he literally doesn't answer. He's dead. You killed him. Congrats.

Techno. He'd handle them a bit better then everyone else. Not as good as you but heisnt very paranoid. He literally runs at the noises trying to get jumpscared. While you run after him telling him to stop because if he doesn't then you'd lose and die. And technoblade never dies.

If you all play together both tommy and wilbur pussy out. Techno last the longest and phil the second longest. While you remain the ruler of horror games.

Now how you all met was dream invited you to the dream smp to add to the chaos. Needless to say it got extremely chaotic due to you being on almost 24 hours. You first ran into techno. He seemed confused and skeptical.

You both found eachothers love for potatoes. You set up camp quote close to techno but not too close.

Phil popped in when he needed something for a build and noticed a new name. Talked to you in chat and asked to join your VC. You both found each other talking for a bit.

Wilbur was next. Wilbur got curious over the new person and just hoppedinto the same VC as you techno and phil. He was quick to realize that you were a famous youtuber. Mainly for your horror videos and your extreme Parkcore skills.

In minecraft that is.

Tommy noticing that all of you were in the same VC joined in with shouting. He was low key jealous that everyone was obsessed with you. Then he saw why.

You literally cracked jokes at his shouting.

"Is that an angry pomeranian? Nah nah. It's an angry child. Even better an angry blonde!" - you.

He was shocked and immediately started joking and laughing with you. He wasn't fully angry for long.

Now about your diet. When they heard that you had only eaten ramen and drank angry drinks they were concerned. You lived quite close to techno so when you guys met up he was shocked that you looked as healthy as you did.

He hated the fact that you literally didn't eat anything else.

You told him occasionally you have something other then ramen but you were just too lazy to really cook anything and that you didn't feel like burning the house down.

One month phil, tommy, wilbur, and techno decided to organize a month long sleep over so that they could celebrate your birthday. Phil being quote the father figure cooked different, but easy dinners every night just so you didn't eat only ramen that day.

When they actually arrived though you got a text from Phil asking about your address in your dms. Not think much of it you just sent him your location.

You were going to take a small nap. Just to bost your energy before you went and streamed later that night.

As you were sleeping there was a car heading to your house.

Phil, wilbur, tommy, and techno were all just existing in the car. And when they arrived to your house they didn't expect to actually see a clean house.

You woke to a loud knock.

When you opened the door in your half dazed state you expected a package. But to see four people standing on your porch.

You nearly jumped out of your skin.

You were stuck there blinking at them.

Finally snapping out of it you let them in. Confused on why in the ever loving fuck they were here.

Phil explained they were here to celebrate your 21st birthday and they were here for a month.

You stared at them for a while. Confused on what to do since you haven't had people over in almost 2 years.

But you got use to it.

So when you got done streaming and smelled something other then ramen you were thrown off guard. Like what was that. I haven't smelled that in years.

But after the second day you got use to it too.

For your birthday phil literally made a feast.

Like he found your favorite food other then ramen and cooked it. With that he prepared everything you could dream of.

Your sleeping habits. Let's dig into those.

I'm in no place to talk as right now it's 3:05 in the morning. And here I am.

But when they are over they don't let you stay up till no 3-4 in the morning. They all know the importance of sleep.

But there are those nights where no once can sleep and it results in a late night stream. And streaming for hours none the less.

The amount of accidental all nighters everyone has pulled was immense. But that's what happens with jet lag, adhd, and insomnia.

Literally you get tired randomly. Sleep for only 3 hours. Wake up. Drink coffee, energy drinks, highly caffeinated tea. And don't sleep till late at night.

Pillow forts.

It's a must and it happens. Horror movies, pillow forts, and snacks. Like you all are in this massive fort, watching horror movies, one by one you all are falling asleep. You and techno were the last up due to technos active mind and your body not letting you sleep.

You two literally just vide there, changing the movies from horror to some silly animated movies, like how to train your dragon, frozen, Luca, and many others.

You two pull an all nighter and it's actually a bet to see how long anyone else takes to notice.

You bet an hour. Techno says all day.

You won. Philza notices the worse eye bags under both you and technos eyes and immediately starts scolding.

He is papa bird and he won't let anyone of his children neglect their needs.

"Did you even drink water at all? You guys should of been sleeping not binge watching horror movies all night!" -philza

You could only offer a smirk, along with a laugh.

"I think we did I just can't fully remember. Also we were watching animated films. Not horror. Surprised you didn't wake up to let it go." - you.

You turn to techno.

"You owe me 15 bucks pig boy!"-you again.

Handing you the money he rolls his eyes. "Yeha yeah. Rub it in." -techno.

Ah yeah they found a horror game that you were scared of surprisingly. It was actually surprisingly you hadn't played it yet.

Outlast.

You had been holding off that game until you finished your other one but here you were. Bored out of your mind.

So you decided fuck it.

That game teriffed the shit out of you. It was so good though.

When you screamed they all came rushing up due to the fact that you never scream.

They say you out of your chair, on the floor, blinking. They thought you were hurt.

But you sat up and looked at your computer.

"Damn. That was actually really good." When you looked behind you and found the boys all staring you smiled and waved.

"You need something?"-you

"You screamed. We heard a thud. We thought you fuckin died!" -tommy.

"No I'm alive. My soul almost divorced my body but it's still quite here."-you

That day made highlights.

The popular y/n actually got jump scared. The one person who never screamed at horror games screamed.

When they left you were sad yes but they were still your best friends. Ready to talk when ever you want.

Sometimes I think that you guys talk all through out the night. Them forgetting that you were actually in a different time zone.

Sometimes they pop into your streams, be it MC, horror, you just talking to your fans, or even the once in the blue moon, cheerful games.

They just pop in and start talking to you. And you talk back like they were there since the beginning.

Phil is now one of your moderators too. Along with tommy, wilbur, and techno. When they pop in they make sure no one picks on you.

And since you are now close to the SBI. You are now part of it.

You didn't choose the fans did. But they are your new family. No matter what.

Even if they disagree with your eating habit.

Or energy drink addiction.

Or insomnia.

Or you mainly playing horror games.

Or you basically living in your streaming room.

Or even the nearly 24 hour streams.

I could go on but I'm not gonna.

I'm tired. But I can sleep. 2 days and I get to have a tour of my new school.

And it took so long to finally get into it.

We have been going through a huge hassle even before school started to get me enrolled.

And then we had to get me into this program.

But now on Monday I get to go in. Get a tour. Then start either Tuesday or Wednesday.

Anyway hope you liked. It's now 3:50 and it's no proof read I'm sorry

[thora-jane]

CAN I REQUEST AGAIN FOR SIRIUS BLACK ANGST ASDGSTAH

I was thinking like the reader got into a fight with sirius, and the fight doesn’t end nicely, the next morning reader need to go into an order mission with sirius, and she saves him from the sectumsempra spell

Take a Beating

Sirius X Reader

(a/n) This is my first time with a Harry Potter request, and also my first time writing for Sirius. This was a really fun request to work with and it was nice to give my brain a different set of characters/world to work in. I hope you enjoy! <3

Warnings: Descriptions of pain and blood, light swearing

Word Count: 2,820

“So does everyone understand the mission?” James asked, looking around the table, “We get in, torch the records, and get out. Simple, easy, we could’ve pulled this shit in fifth year.” It always put you on edge to see him this serious, but you had to remind yourself that sometimes he was serious for his own sake. You knew later tomorrow he’d be back to his joking self, all the guys would. Lilly would go back to rolling her eyes with Remus, Sirius would go back to being a flamboyant flirt, and you would go back to starting your own little troubles and pranks.

‘It always went this way’ is what you reminded yourself. You could hear it now, James and Sirius would come crashing in, cheering and laughing about how stupid Death Eaters were. Lily would giggle, James would scoop her up in a hug and a kiss. Remus would look tired and drained, but relieved, with a smile you loved to see. Dorcas and Marlene would put on some records and bust out the fire whisky. Sirius would probably let his hair down and start flirting with you. You’d roll your eyes. The two of you would never really take it anywhere. Maybe someday you’d actually flirt back just to see his reaction. Or maybe someday you’d flirt back because maybe you wanted to.

“(y/n).” James pulled you out of your thoughts, you looked up to see him and Sirius glance at each other before he continued, “A few of us have decided that it’d actually be best for you to sit this one out. You can stay back here, maybe be on guard if we need back up, but for tomorrow you’ll stay out of the field,” Something was off about the way he was talking, “Right then. Meeting dismissed-”

“Did Dumbledore tell you that?” You asked, not letting him end the meeting.

“Well…no…” James’s calm and cool demeanor faltered, he seemed nervous.

“Moody?” you quirked an eyebrow, “Surely Moody wouldn’t care about that-”

“Not Moody, no,” he looked down at the table.

“Then why can’t I go?” You asked. You didn’t mean to sound annoyed, but you couldn’t exactly help it.

“Because this mission is to destroy muggle-born records. We’re burning them to make it harder for them to track,” Sirius spoke instead of James, “These records have your name on them, we’d practically be giving you over to them and that doesn’t sound like a very smart idea.”

Remus and Lily looked at eachother. James wouldn’t look up from the table. Marlene and Doras each coughed and looked down at their hands.

“Was this your idea?” You asked Sirius, you had to admit, though you had tried your hardest, some frustration and annoyance seeped into your voice.

“It doesn’t matter, what matters is that we don’t play it stupid,” Sirius’s voice was calm and even, but it didn’t matter, you could feel how strongly he was on the matter.

“When have you ever been about playing it smart, Pads?” You crossed your arms, ignoring Lily, Dorcas, and Marlene as they ducked out of the room.

“Since we’ve been plunged into a war filled with ruthless, murderous biggots.” He spat out the phrase, brows furrowing, “Why do you have a problem with staying safe-”

“Because it’s me they’re trying to kill. It’s people like me and Lilly and I don’t want to stand on the sidelines while others protect me!” It was getting harder and harder to deny that you were yelling, “How come you aren’t making Lily stay back?”

“Lily didn’t have a dangerously close encounter with Bellatrix last month!” Sirius shouted, “Don’t think I haven’t forgotten about how close she was to getting her hands on you! I know her, and if she sees you you’re the only target she’ll have and she won’t stop until you’re tortured to-” He cut himself off, taking a moment to keep his composure, “You’re staying here. We’ll be back here tomorrow.”

James and Remus left the room quietly, but you wouldn’t let Sirius out of your sight, “If you think…If you think that for a second I’m going to let that bitch scare me then you’re wrong. You’re wrong Pads and I won’t let you stop me. You can’t hold me back. We’ve planned this out. Hell, I’ve planned this out-”

“I don’t care!” He had given up on trying to stay calm, “I don’t care how strong you think you are, I won’t let my cousin get her wretched hands on you!” He pounded his hands on the table. A little too harshly, you figured, his rings probably leaving the wood dinged up.

“And I don’t care how bold and protective you’re trying to be! Don’t think I didn’t sign up for this oblivious to the possibility of death! This is bigger than me, Sirius!” You used his name, his actual name. You hardly ever said it out loud, “It’s for the whole world.”

The two of you stood there for a moment in seething silence.

“I’m going to bed,” He muttered, walking past you.

“No you aren’t! Not until-”

“I’m going to bed.” He interrupted you, his voice loud and firm. He refused to look at you as he walked through the doorway, his head turned over his shoulder, but he didn’t look at you, “You should do the same.”

You all went to bed that night, having crashed once again at James’ family house. James and Lily shared a room, Marlene and Dorcas shared another room, Remus and Sirius each took one of the guest rooms, and you volunteered to sleep on the couch.

Though you didn’t really sleep. You didn’t care what Sirius had said, you were going to go with them. That’s what you hated about this stupid, stupid war. You were the one at risk, not only as a member of the Order but also as a muggle born. You were one of the people they were always out trying to kill. It wasn’t like the others, not like Sirius or James, who would be killed with hesitation (it’d be a shame to see pure blood be spilled), but you would be killed without a second thought. You were the scum of the earth You-Know-Who wanted to be wiped clean.

This meant sometimes it felt like the group was walking on eggshells around you and Lily. But Sirius was right, the difference between you and her was the last mission you all went on. You had managed to get Bellatrix cornered, even nearly took her wand before you all had to make your escape. She was crazy, so she’d only be coming after you with an extra sense of vengeance. But you’d be ready.

You’ d have to be.

The next morning was the same as every morning before a mission, if you could even call it morning. You all woke up ready long before the sun came up. It was the best plan for a raid like this; break in while there would be minimal guards and others were sleeping, catch them when they weren’t ready, incinerate the records, then collect part of the ash and dispose of it so no one could recreate any lists from the ashes left behind. You didn’t exactly need seven people to pull it off, but no one ever went off alone.

You all gathered around the table again, dawning your boots, coats, and wand holsters. The others stood in silence, not saying anything about how you were there even after last night. Lily offered you a pity-filled smile as she pulled her hat over her head. Sirius didn’t say anything, but you knew he was digging his nails into the sleeves of his jacket.

“Alright, Dorcas, Marlene and I will burn the records, Lily, Moony, and Padfoot, you all cover us and keep watch. Remember who you’re responsible for-” James began. You dug into him with your stare before he finally gave in, swallowing before adding, “(y/n), you’re with Lils, Moony and Pads.”

Remus put his hand on your shoulder and squeezed, Lily nodded at you. They both understood how passionate you were about this. Hell, they knew you’d take down You-Know-Who himself if you could. But Sirius refused to look at you. His jaw clenched and he looked like was going to claw the sleeves of his jacket to shreds. But he didn’t say anything. No one said anything as you all circled up, joining your hands like you did before every mission.

This mission would be just fine. You’d done this dozens of times.

You noticed Sirius made a point of not standing next to you, so you took Remus and Lily’s hands in yours. You looked over to James, as leader for this mission, he would be the one to apparate, bringing you all with him.

It only took a moment, the seven of you popping into the library of some Death Eater’s mansion. In an instant, you whipped out your wand, knocking out a Death Eater before they could react.

“Right then,” Remus whispered, “We might need to move quicker than we thought.” He silently spelled all your shoes from making noise as you ran through the hallway. You could feel the blood pumping in your ears.

You all wove through the shelves of the library as you heard Dorcas whisper, “Accio records.” James held up his hand, catching it mid-air as it came flying towards you all. It took a while to magic up a fire that dealt permanent damage, but it moved faster with more than one person. The three of them gathered around the stack of papers, whispering incantations as you began to smell smoke. You, Lily, Remus and Sirius circled around them, your backs to theirs with your wands at the ready. Things were going smoothly, you even started to feel things would be over before you knew it.

Then you heard it. A quiet cackle from the other side of the library.

“Did little cousin bring his friends to play?”

You looked over at Lily, eyes wide. You looked back to Sirius, who only gripped his wand tighter.

“C’mon silly little Siri, you don’t want to come out and play?”

She cooed. You could practically hear the pout in her lips and the way she ran the tip of her wand over the spines of the old books lining the shelves, “You did bring your friends, didn’t you? Is your little girlfriend with you? I was so sorry to see her go before we were finished with our last playdate.”

At this, Sirius looked over at you. It wasn’t anger in his eyes, but fear. To your surprise, he reached out for your hand, taking a moment to glance back at James. James looked at him, not saying a word, but shaking his head furiously. This seemed to upset him, and the two of them took a moment in silent conversation filled with nothing but pursed lips, wide eyes, furrowed brows, and violent jerkings of their heads.

“You know I know you’re here, I know you’re all here,” Bellatrix drawled out, her footsteps getting closer. Sirius grabbed your hand and squeezed, looking over at Lily and Remus before nodding. The four of you held your wands at the ready, spells resting just behind your lips.

The footsteps drew closer before stopping, her bubbling laugh seemed to echo all around you, like it was playing through a speaker and not like she was lurking somewhere close by.

“We’re nearly done,” Marlene whispered to you as Dorcas pulled a vial from her bag, gathering ashes.

“What was that?” You heard Bellatrix’s voice echo, “Going so soon?”

Your heart sank. As James gathered ash into his own vial, Lily and Remus moved to stand by their sides and joined hands. You and Sirius however, both stood guard, his hand not letting you go. Though he kept his eyes fixed ahead of him, he ran his thumb along the back of your hand.

She leapt out between the shelves. Her a wild mess, her eyes wide, her dress torn. She threw back her head and let out a cackle before looking you dead in the eye and whispering.

“Boo.”

Sirius didn’t hesitate to start throwing spells at her, and she didn’t hesitate to deflect them.

“You really think I’d fall victim to your itsy bitsy hexes? You know your mother always loved me more,” she rolled her eyes.

“Prongs! Take the others and get out of here!” Sirius shouted over his shoulder.

“No not without you!” James shouted back. But it was too late, Bellatrix brought her wand back, an evil glint in her eye as she prepared to cast a spell. Remus reached out for James' hand and apperated. You and Sirius were left behind.

“Sectumsempra!” She screamed, launching a spell at Sirius.

It was a split second, but time seemed to slow down. You tugged Sirius behind you and threw yourself forward, the spell hit you right in the chest. You couldn’t hear Bellatrix’s squeal of glee, or Sirius screaming your name. All you felt was agony ripping its way across your chest, and the room spinning before you reappeared on the floor of the Potter’s kitchen.

Things felt warm and wet and sticky. Someone screamed, it might have been Lily. Sirius was whispering something, it may have been to you, or maybe it was an incantation. Your eyes began to flutter when he shook you by the shoulders, “Not today, (y/n). Stay with me. Stay with me. Not today.”

“I told you…” you coughed, and you felt something splutter up from your lips. Were you drooling? How embarrassing, “I told you I should go,” You wiped your mouth, deep crimson staining the back of your hand, “That would have gone right at you, Pads.”

“I know, sweetheart,” he whispered, tossing his wand aside as you heard others start whispering things, “I know. You’re so brave. You’re so damn stupid but you’re being so brave for me.” You recognized some of the words in the room; a cleaning spell, a healing spell, but most of all you recognized Sweetheart.

“Awwww, Padfoot! Are you in love with me?” You giggled through the pain, the only thing feeling lighter than your heart was your head. And, though your vision was tunneling, you couldn’t take your eyes off his gorgeous gorgeous face, “You’re pretty, did you know that? Your hair is beautiful, it makes my chest hurt,” you wheezed out, becoming more aware of the pain in your chest, “Pads my chest hurts.”

“I know it does, Love. We’re doing our best.” His smile began to falter as his eyes flitted from you to your body, “Just a little bit longer, things will be all better.”

“Did we do it?” Your voice was weak and you held out your hand to look at it again, red streak drying and feeling crusty, “We did it, right?”

Sirius gripped your hand without a second thought, “Of course we did, darling,” He began to wipe your mouth with a damp rag, “The records are gone, we made it back safe, you’re going to be ok.” He looked up and took something from someone’s hand, “Could you drink this for me, beautiful?” he said, holding a small bottle up to your lips.

You nodded wearily before taking a drink. It was bitter, and you tried your best not to cough it up. It burned the back of your throat as you swallowed, but the pain in your chest subsided, “Pads you can’t kiss me,” you gagged, sitting up more as you came to your senses, “That was bloody awful and-”

You were cut off by two hands in your hair and your lips pressed hard against his. You closed your eyes, hands finding their way to his shoulders to keep you from falling back on the floor. A few pairs of footsteps shuffled out of the room, with a couple of giggles and a groan from Remus.

“I’ll find a way to work around it,” Sirius whispered to your lips with a smile, “Do you feel better?”

You began to look away from his face and down at your body, but his lips caught yours in another kiss before you had the chance, “It’s best if you don’t look, darling. Let’s go find you a change of clothes.”

He scooped you up, letting your head rest on his shoulder, “Is all this just to distract me from what happened, or do you really like me, Sirius Black?” your voice was soft, but tinged with an unmistakable hint of surprise as he walked out of the kitchen.

“Gorgeous, that potion tasted so awful I wouldn't have kissed you if this wasn’t love,” he chuckled before pulling your lips to his again as music began to play in the next room over.

(a/n) Thank you for reading everyone! I didn't know who to tag in this, and hopefully, soon I can get a tagglist form out for people to use. The next school term starts soon, so my stories may have some time in between them, but since I've had more people give me requests, hopefully I can keep writing even if it's shorter stuff. Go drink some water and remember you're loved <3

[beeindaclouds]

Hello mother I have a lot of hybrid reader running around my head the one that stands out it dsmp x butterfly reader since my bio parents told me that a butterfly landed on me when I was born................so that's why I have a obsession of butterfly

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Awe I love the backstory to why you like butterflies, that's adorable ;-;

But yee, hope you enjoy <3

C!DSMP reacting to Butterfly Hybrid! Reader

Includes: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, Philza, Technoblade, Nihachu, Eret, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude, Slimecicle, Aimsey

Requests are closed

Reader: They/Them

Being one of the rarest hybrid in the entire SMP, came with a lot of attention towards you

Not that you wouldn't have it anyway since you have big beautiful wings behind your back and an almost unnaturally beautiful looks that seemed to attract anybody near you

So needless to say that you were well known, to say the least, around the SMP

I feel like, right of the bat, Dream, L'Manburg/Pogtopia Wilbur and Revivebur and Sam don't have much interest in you. The Dream and the Wilburs see you as a neutral in this chaos of wars while Sam just sees you as another citizen. But they cannot deny your beauty;

Ghostbur, contrary to his alter egos, is enamoured with you just like Slimecicle is. The two energetic men find your wings absolutely enchanting and they always have a lot of questions to ask regarding your hybrid;

Quackity is kind of like the first group, he doesn't really care about you but you're friends with Charlie so he'll at least acknowledge you. But he secretly listens to all the information about your hybrid because he's genuinely interested;

The three boys from Kinoko Kingdom, George, Karl and Sapnap, all are very close to you. George, whenever he is present and awake, enjoys talking to you; Karl takes some time to admire your wings and always manages to find something he didn't see the first time; and Sapnap has fun with you, but not when you tease him about being "taller" when you're just flying over him lmao;

You bump into Bad and Skeppy from time to time and are always happy to talk to them. Skeppy loves to turn tiny and sit onto your shoulder as you fly away, while Bad loves to relax with you after your fun with the diamond man;

Another duo you're very close to his Phil and Technoblade. You and Phil have by now become flying buddies and Techno is a very calming person to be around, he also gives you his capes to hide your wings from the cold;

You've stumbled upon Eret, Punz and Foolish a couple of times. You and Eret really admire eachothers beauty and won't stop complimenting one another; Punz doesn't open much to you, but you two had a few talks; and Foolish appreciates your help when it comes to his builds;

Last, but certainly not least, we have Niki and Aimsey. They're probably the ones you hang out most with other then the Kinoko Kingdom Trio. You three are the "Cinnamon rolls that could kill you" Trio, always underestimated until proven other wise u.u

[rayofsunas]

pretending you’re not his s/o. [1]

A/n: happy Thursday!! whew, the week is almost over thank goodness. I hope you’re all doing well and thank you for being patient while I knock out these requests <333 Scaramouche’s is long for obvious reasons (I simp) ALSO thank you for 800 followers, I hit that milestone yesterday ahagdwcsh omg I’m growing so much wtf. thank you all :) <33 

Summary: the boys having to pretend their s/o is their secretary, maid, friend, etc. (someone other than their s/o)

Parings: Childe/Reader, Venti/Reader, Kaeya/Reader, Diluc/Reader, Albedo/Reader, Aether/Reader, Xiao/Reader, Chongyun/Reader, Xingqiu/Reader, Scaramouche/Reader, Razor/Reader, Bennett/Reader, Zhongli (fem and gn mixed)

Warnings: violence tbh (in Scara’s especially chile), swearing, crack, angst?, fluff

Word count: 1.7k

Requested by bestie @mintydump​ 

Refuses (tells people you’re his s/o and compromises the mission)

Childe: for some odd reason, he was sent out by the Tsaritsa to retrieve a man who was impersonating one of the eleven harbingers and you were to go along. she said men were much more willing to follow along, if there was a beautiful woman promising affection, etc. the only problem was, to win over the impersonator, you had to pretend to be Childe’s co-worker. he hated this idea, and the minute he left, he reassured you he would not call you his partner unless it was romantically. so hell yeah, he’ll compromise the mission and will return without the impersonator. he does not care, you’re not his co-worker. he’ll just be like, “sorry, next time send me alone.”

Venti: jean why... ofc you'd be great company duh, but why did you need to be his babysitter on this expedition?!? sure, Venti may look like a child, but this was stupid! he’s loose-lipped anyways, so he’ll accidentally let it slip to whoever that you’re not his babysitter and that you’re his s/o. he’ll be like, “oops.” with the biggest shit-eating grin. he doesn’t care though, you’re not his babysitter grrr. 

Razor: he also accidentally lets it slip you’re his s/o. hunters were after him and his friends, you included (you’re human, he considers you family though, therefore wolf) and he just yells, “don’t touch my mate, GRRR” before ya know, ending them lmao. it never crossed his mind that maybe it wasn’t in his/your best interest to say what you were to him. other hunters could be nearby listening and then target you at a later date. but, tbh he will worry about that another day. as long as you’re safe now, he’ll always be there to protect you. 

Refuses (he doesn’t refuse the mission, but he refuses calling you someone other than his s/o/he won’t say if you’re his s/o or not.) 

Kaeya: he definitely won’t be calling you anything other than his s/o but he also won’t offer this mission to anyone else. he’s more than capable and he can do this without you having to be in danger too. if someone asks who you are, he’ll just cooly respond with, “none of your business.” and move on. he’ll use that whenever someone asks who you are. even if someone gets a little pushy, he won’t use anything to clue them of your relationship.

Xingqiu: he was supposed to borrow steal a book from someone. he needed it for personal purposes lol; it would be great for his collection. and from his understanding, the person who has it wasn’t using it. though you were confused on why he needed to break into somewhere to retrieve it. you just happened to be with him when he broke in, he says it was an accident that you were there, but tbh it’s all part of the thrill and his mischievousness. despite Chongyun warning him that he shouldn’t have brought you, he still did. and when the person who owns the book whips out a sword and then asks why you were brought along if you seemed timid and unreluctant to steal, Xingqiu’s response is, “well she’s my girlfriend! duh.” cue deadpan. legit no hesitation.

Scaramouche: this mission is happening no matter what. the Tsaritsa’s life is on the line; highly trained assassins from all over Teyvat were sent into Snezhnayan territory to kill her. she could protect herself, but Scaramouche was feeling feverish for battle; he was one of the more unhinged and dangerous harbingers, she entrusted this task upon him. he never turned down a mission. plus, it’s your fault you’re even here. why are you here again!? he left you home in Inazuma days ago. also... who the hell was looking after your daughter if not you...?? when you caught up with him once he was well away from Liyue Harbor’s docks (so he couldn’t force you to get back onto the ship, smart) you told him you weren’t some housewife and you missed the thrill of adventure, so you snuck on the ship too. he wasn’t sure how you got on in the first place without alerting The Kanjobugyo (you’ve snuck out before, so he’s told them not to let you leave, though he assumed you used your former title of a Fatui to gain clearance) let’s just say he’s not happy you’re here, but he’s not turning back now, he’s determined to end this. in the end, he kills all the assassins (ofc). on your way back to Liyue Harbor, arguing about why you’re here (you’re losing), another assassin comes out of the shadows; intent on killing the both of you. he’d managed to grab the end of your hair in his fist and was going to slit your throat. Scaramouche will say, “don’t touch my wife, you insolent scum.” he doesn’t have a problem telling those who have a death wish of your intimate relationship, because they’ll die in the end anyway; therefore to him, it’d be like they never knew. 

Zhongli: not many people know you’re his s/o anyways, so if he has something to do, especially dangerous you’re not coming along. he’ll make sure of that. on missions or something, he refuses to call you anything other than his s/o, but if he can’t/wants to keep it private he’ll call you by your name. if you’re facing off against someone, he’ll be like, “y/n, please watch out, I’ll handle this.” he never wants to put you in danger, and tbh even someone threatening who knows your name is a risk, but if they ever found out that you were not only his s/o but the s/o of an Archon? yeah, you’d be on a hit list just like him. 

Accepts (he will do this and won’t ask any questions)

Diluc: sorry y’all, but once this is discussed in full and you agree, he’s going to accept it. this mission is important. it’s not often people travel into Inazuma, so he was very lucky his wine is sold there and that he has a popular, well-known name. shipments of his wine weren’t making it into the borders and he was to find the culprit behind it; someone was stealing obviously. you were to go along with a few other soldiers and when jean told him it would be safer to call you his maid and not his fiancé, he agreed. you wouldn’t be a target that way. if anyone wonders why he took his maid, he’ll just say, “she’s to travel everywhere with me.” don’t worry, after the missions over he’ll reassure you he doesn’t think of you as his maid, definitely not. he’ll apologize profusely. “please don’t think of yourself that way, you’re not my maid, I adore you very much, sweetheart.”

Xiao: he already doesn’t go around calling you his wife or telling just anyone, only the Archons know and the fallen Yaksha once knew (you’re one of the female Yaksha) so being talked into this wasn’t a big deal at all. before, he didn’t run around Liyue telling people about your relationship because you both enjoyed the privacy. but now, having to call you his fellow Yaksha who’s been working alongside him for centuries, kinda feels like he’s ignoring or not acknowledging you. sure, you do hold the same titles (Yaksha) and yes you’ve known eachother for centuries, but really, you’ve been together for centuries. if you’re not bothered, then he doesn’t mind. but if you are? he’s very apologetic and will repay you in some way. “you’re not a weakling, you have no reason to worry.” he needs to do this task, he’ll never turn away from the people and if you have to be known as your Yaksha title to him and others, so be it. 

Chongyun: it’s not that he doesn’t want to call you his s/o. it’s just he’s a quiet guy and never has told anyone about your relationship; only Xingqiu knows. so he has no problem introducing you as his friend to absolute strangers, especially if you’re okay with it. if you’re not and tell him, he’ll be sure to never call you a friend again. he’s really looking out for your safety, people can be two-faced as he’s learned from Xingqiu’s fantasy books. he wants to protect and keep you safe, and if you need to be addressed as his friends a few times then that’s how it’s going to go. 

Accepts (he’ll accept but he has so many questions on why and hates it)

Albedo: he will accept if there’s a logical reason. for example, if you absolutely need to come because you’re his assistant or something and can offer your expertise, he will accept. but if you have no need? you’re not coming, please stay home. the whole time, he hates this. yes, you’re his assistant irl, but you’re his s/o, not just an assistant. it makes him sick that he has to call you that tbh, even if it’s your occupation. but it’s necessary for a lot of reasons you two have already discussed. after the mission is complete, he’s never going to stop apologizing. “love, please do not take what I said to heart, you’re not just an assistant.”

Aether: he has to be talked into this a lot. once kaeya and jean tell him the seriousness and importance of seeing his sister again, especially after all they’ve discovered about her, he’ll agree. no matter how much he hates calling you his travel partner, he has to. his sister has turned to the dark side for whatever reason and this meeting already is risky enough. if she finds out you’re his girlfriend, who knows how she’ll react; she’s very unpredictable now, a little unhinged even. but it does hurt to have to call you that, let’s be real. he never wants to say or hear that ever again.

Bennett: he knows he’s quite unfortunate, so you going with him on expeditions is just stupid and you could face something awful due to his bad luck. you go either way though, what a good s/o :) he almost slips a few times, especially facing off against a few lowlife Fatui. but then you remind him of the dangers of doing that and you’re immediately just a friend/member of Benny's Adventure Team. pls, he hates this so much, like why can’t he call you what you are?!? he’s constantly like, “well why can’t I just say you’re my s/o already? they won’t harm you as long as I’m here!” ?!?!?!? HE JUST DID?!?!?!?!

2.25.21, rayofsunas 

[shlutnutt]

i don't know how this headcanons stuff works yet, pls dont kill me :,)

The Evans x Drunk

warnings: smuttyyyy, oral sex mention, penetration mention, fingering mention, 69 mention, daddy kink mention, sir kink mention, name calling, slapping, harsh language

(mostly intimacy)

Detective Colin Zable

Definitely a freaky fuck on the low. Will pull you in for sensual cuddles, groping you aggressively then later asking if you're okay in his silly drunken accent. He'd call you beautiful names in between kisses, a total sweetheart.

"Shh baby, they're gonna hear you next door." you'd warn Colin, as he'd scream at you telling you how beautiful you are and how lucky he is to have you. "Everyone should know.. eh– you're mineee!" he'd continue in which you laugh off anyway.

"Mmm, quickie?" he'd say in between sleepy groans as you bathed his intoxicated self, unaware of his unholy request.

Kai Anderson

Menace. To. Society.

Be ready to be Kai's sex slave when he's not sober, can either be a blessing or a curse no in between. He'd call you names such as "pet", "slut", "whore", "lamb" etc.. He'd face fuck you like the sex toy he'd view you as nonstop, making you throw up on his member at times, moaning and groaning your name heavily.

"That's right. Suck daddy's cock my little slut." Kai would praise as he thrusted into your mouth with no remorse whatsoever. Will definitely leave you limping for hours also.

James Patrick March

Do I have to say much? This is a dominant fuck.

A gentle sweetheart at sex though (sometimes). Will make sure you're enjoying yourself more than ever when he's drunk, since he will believe he's being too rough.

Will either fill you up with sweet wet kisses along your neck as he softly thrusts into you, causing lovely goosebumps to appear on your skin provoking a smile to form on his lips.

Or will fuck you senseless, making you scream under every little one of his rough touches, overstimulating the fuck out of you. Making you scream his name from the top of your lungs.

"Yeah that's right darling.. Let everyone know who owns your delightfulness."

Warren Lipka

Literal psycho.

Uncontrollable fucking, literally. Will pound in and out of you merciless, fingering you after every one of your screams.

"F-fuck Warren, just like that dont stop.. please" you'd moan under his sliding in and out of you at an uncontrollable speed. "That's not my name, princess." he'd say in between sensual grunts. "D–daddy." you'd reply, provoking his pace to arise even more.

Will 100% be down for public sex, he's a crazy fucker.

Will slap the fuck out of you if you called him anything else but "Daddy", you'd enjoy it though.

Jimmy Darling

Finger fucking motherfucker.

Will sweetly ask you to shower with him since he wouldn't be able stay away from you not even a second.

To later fingering you with his claws, hard-heartedly in between makeouts.

Loves to hold onto your love handles as you ride him unstoppabley, getting hypnotized by your bouncing breasts infront of him.

Will whisper adorable names in your ear such as "babydoll", "sweetheart", "beautiful", "my precious" etc.

"Yeah.. So good beautiful. Always doing so good. " Jimmy would moan in between lip bites as you ride his. Slapping your ass making you yelp in excitement.

Kyle Spencer (pre death & after death)

–pre death–

Definition of a gentleman.

Wouldn't shut up speaking about your future children with him.

Would just love to cuddle up with you, admiring your beauty as he falls asleep.

Will do anything you ask him to (literally)

–after death–

would be almost paranoid, unaware of why's he feeling such a type of way.

Would find his way to your boobs massaging them and playing with them lightly.

Will literally fuck you slopply, making the both if you a moaning mess.

You would pleasure him with your mouth, provoking his intoxicated self to thrust his hips deeper into your mouth.

Just a drunken mess in general, throwing things, breaking things, and later feeling terrible afterwards.

Tate Langdon

A total aggressive lovesome fucker.

Tate wouldn't leave your side, not for a second. giving lots of bottom energy.

Would just curl up in a ball kissing you softly, barely even touching you so you dont get hurt.

Would also take his anger out on you as you two get intimate with eachother. "Ta–te. Slow down!" you'd yell as his member thrusted in and out of you, him fucking you senseless as he slapped your ass and grabbed your breast in the act.

Would also vent a lot and get a bit emotional. (aw)

Kit Walker

would stumble upon everything and just be a lightweight

Would always love to be refferred as "sir".

Loves. Literally loves to play with your ass.

Would literally fall asleep on your ass and jiggle your cheeks for fun as he'd get mesmerized by the beautiful patterns they'd create.

Precious name calling and will always ask for 69, in the sweetest way ever.

"Hey ya darling, think we can maybe *makes a 69 with his fingers* " Kit'd ask with adorable intoxicated puppy eyes, as you of course accept his request and get straight to work.

Quicksilver

Will literally rip your pussy open.

Nobody will ever fuck someone as fast as Peter will fuck you when he's drunk.

Loves the taste of your clit against the rapid flicking of his tongue.

Will make you his sex slave if he wanted to, but loves giving you options.

this is definitely not the best I can do, kinda rushed through and new to headcanons. hope you enjoyed !