#mdhm x reader

[improbable-outset]

📂 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐚𝐧

Alan Orion x gn!Reader

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𝐀𝐎3 | 𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 | 𝐌𝐃𝐇𝐌 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐓𝐖 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐖: Established Relationship, Yandere Lover Unprotected Sex, Fingering, Grinding, Dry Humping, Slight Fearplay. MINORS DNI!!🔞🔞

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: In the midst of a game of hide and seek, you find yourself pinned by your hatchet man lover in the middle of the forest.

From a few hours ago up until now felt like a blur to you. You couldn’t pinpoint when you felt your heartbeat spike in your chest or the film of sweat that appeared on your forehead, despite it being cold outside. The temperature was low enough for you to see your breath forming misty clouds.

Having been surrounded by nothing but darkness and silhouettes of tree trunks was getting unnerving, and you were losing your sense of direction. Every path looked the same, and you lost count on the number of times you circled around the same area.

The moonlight that filtered through the leaves above you only served some sort of mockery, following you around as you continued to run aimlessly. The air was filled with the rustling of leaves and twinges that crunched beneath your feet as you filtered through the twisted maze of the forest.

However, your exhaustion was catching up to you, and you had to pause in your tracks. You knew it was a stupid idea to stop midway, but you had to catch your breath, leaning one hand on the tree truck as you lurched forward to recollect yourself while holding your midsection. You were panting heavily to the point where your mouth was becoming dry.

This all started with an innocent game of hide and seek. It was your turn to hide and you thought inside a hollow tree would be a good enough hiding place. The hole was big enough for you to fit through, and there was enough room for you to sit upright and wait until you were found.

However, as you got comfortable inside, you felt a chilling sensation of something crawling up your back, making the hair on the back of your neck stand and a shiver run down your spine. It didn’t help that it was dark — so dark that you couldn’t even see your own hands in front of you.

Panicking, you squeezed your way out of the hollow tree to find another hiding space. But as you emerged, a twig snapped in the distance, a sign that there was another presence nearby. Out of instinct, you fled, hoping whoever or whatever was behind the bushes, wouldn’t come chasing after you.

Now, you lost track of how long you’ve been running for. Your heart was thudding in your chest and you could hear the blood rushing in your ears from the adrenaline.

You quickly realised that you weren’t alone. In the distance, you could hear the bushes rustling, slowly at first before it got louder and more aggressive. Whatever was behind there was getting close and your legs were too exhausted to carry on.

Yet, you still forced yourself to move, even if you were staggering. You felt your fight or flight instincts activated with a surge of left over energy brewing in your system. However before you could move forward, a large hand grabbed your arm, pulling you backwards before pinning you onto the tree trunk.

The rigid tree bark pressed against your back with your wrists were pinned besides your head. You could feel hot breath fanning against your neck and unruly hair brushing up against your face.

Your eyes adjusted to the darkness and his face was becoming clearer now. It wasn’t until you saw the familiar scared face and the heterochroma eyes staring back at you that you recognised who was in front of you.

“Holy shit—Alan?!” You shrieked in annoyance. His face shifted from intimidating to a sweet smile after hearing your voice.

“Found you.” He teased, lowering his face closer to you. You grumbled in annoyance at his blissful expression; he knew exactly what he was doing to you.

“Don’t…don’t do that again. You scared me to death!” Your mouth was still dry from how much you’ve been panting like a dog and you couldn’t moisten it no matter how hard you swallowed. You managed to steady your breathing, however. His face was so close to yours; the misty clouds that formed from both of your exhales merged together.

“But it was fun watching you run like that, trying to hide from me.” He chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a tingling sensation down your spine and reached to your core.

The air between the two of you crackled and he was close enough for you to feel the heat radiating from his body. His fingers, that gripped around your wrist to keep you from getting away, spoke a controlled power over you.

You tried to maintain your composure while holding a stern gaze, but his proximity made it hard to ignore the magnitude of the situation you were in.

You were sure he could feel how hard your heart was pounding beneath your ribs the way he was pressing his body against you, the uneven barks of the tree digging further into your back. The aroma of fresh cut wood intertwined with the earthy fragrance of the forest floor lingered around him.

“Maybe you should think twice before scaring me half to death in the middle of the game…” you resorted, trying to sound as controlled as you could, but your wavering voice betrayed you, making you sound powerless. A playful grin played on Alan’s lip he was amused by the effect he had on you.

“Admit it, doe-eyes. It was exhilarating. And you were just too tempting.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from shaking beneath him, not from the cold, but from the newfound vulnerability you were feeling against him. You were suddenly acutely reminded of how much taller he was, and how his figure was looming over you, making you self-conscious about how small you were against him. His eyes bore into you and you noticed a hint of something dark emerging from beneath his gentle demeanor. The realisation of being alone with him in a secluded, dark place now settled on you.

“What’s wrong, doe-eyes? Are you scared?” He murmured, his tone carried something almost predatory. You always knew that the fear in your eyes excited him and as twisted as it sounded, seeing him dominate you like this sparked a fire in your gut too. You trusted Alan. Who knew being scared like this was also a turn on for someone?

Alan’s proximity that would always offer comfort, now carried an undeniable menace that made your skin crawl in both excitement and anticipation. There was a sudden jab that could be felt between your legs coming from Alan pelvic area.

He pulled himself away slightly, enough for both of you to see that familiar bulge beneath his pants. Something you were used to seeing by now, more often than not, when you’re both alone in his cabin. And it wasn’t a surprise to you to see him get turned on by this.

What you didn’t expect was seeing him grind his hard on against your crotch, earning a sharp gasp from you.

You quickly looked up at him to see his reaction and he gave you an innocent smile back, as if this whole predicament wasn’t happening right now.

“Alan…”

“Yes?”

“What are you…what are you trying to do?”

“What does it look like?”

His vague response and his gaze, that held a possessive edge, didn’t help with your nerves. The forest that was once a familiar place now felt alien and ominous.

He leaned in again, this time pressing his lips against yours in a feverish kiss. His tongue lapped your lower lip and teeth lightly grinding on the soft skin. He was needy for you right now.

His calloused hands still had your wrists anchored in place, a rugged sign of his labour as a hatchet man, while your hands trembled beneath his firm hold.

You felt him grind himself again repeatedly in a steady rhythm between your legs, his hard on pressing eagerly against your clothed sex making you whimper into his lips.

Even with how uneasy you were feeling right now, you could still feel your sex throbbing desperately under your clothes. A whirlwind of emotions was running through your mind right now and it was getting hard to focus. But despite that, you knew your body wanted this too.

He pulled away from your mouth, more misty clouds emerged from your lips. He buried his face into your neck and continued rolling his hips onto you. His breathing became ragged and it was fanning against the sensitive area of your neck.

The heat from his breath was getting closer to the neck until you felt his teeth sink itself into your skin. There was a momentary pain from the shock which made you hiss from the sensation, before you felt him suck on the area.

You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling the initial sting morph into something more blissful. As he released his mouth from your neck, you opened your eyes and noticed the string of saliva that was connected from your neck to his lower lip.

He stopped grinding himself against you now, and you watched him intently as he pulled himself away, releasing your wrists. Your eyes were glued on his hands as they reached down to unzip the flier of his pants before pulling him down.

You continued to watch the scene fold in front of you as his cock sprang out from his pants. Pre-cum was already dripping from the tip and was now starting to fall on the ground.

You were already aware of his size and how he could reach every crevice inside of you. Yet, you couldn’t hide the agitation that was written all over your face and body language. Alan was quick to pick this up.

“Are you okay? We don’t have to do anything now if you don’t want to.” His attentive tone quickly kept you grounded, all of the uneasy sensation quickly vanished. His question settled in your mind as you tried to articulate what to say next.

You knew that if you denied him, your body would hate you for it. Getting yourself riled up and ready only for you to say no. Pathetic.

Swallowing hard, you took a few steady breaths before you spoke up. “I want this Alan. Please.” You didn’t expect to hear yourself beg, especially given the fact that he was more confident about this than you were.

You knew no one was going to catch you out here fucking, but there was still an underlying nervousness you couldn’t ignore. Nevertheless, you still went along with this because there you trusted Alan and sharing a moment like this in a forest sounded hot.

After hearing your confirmation, his hands reached for your pants to pull them low enough so he could bury himself deep inside you, before lifting your legs up to wrap around his waist and pressing himself close to you against the tree again so you wouldn’t slip.

From your perspective, you couldn’t see where his cock was going but you could feel the tip brushing against your heated skin before nuzzling over your opening.

There were times where sex with Alan would be intimidating — he would start off with slow kisses and words of affection. But you knew this time wasn’t like that.

After the chase you just had and having you pinned against the tree, the adrenaline and thrill he felt earlier would morph into something more primal. There wasn’t going to be foreplay to prepare you to take his length this time. He was desperate to be inside you already.

You felt him inserting himself inside, eagerly pushing your walls open. You felt a dull pain as the walls of your muscles stretched out for his size. It was all happening too fast. With each inch of his cock that was inserted inside you, there was a fresh wave of the initial sting before it subsided.

The grip you had on his back was intense as you tried to relieve the tension. If he wasn’t wearing his jacket right now, you would’ve definitely left a few scratches on his already scarred back. He came into a halt, a sign that he was all the way in. You could feel how full he was making you, how much he was overwhelming your heat which coaxed a shaky breath of approval out of you.

You took this second to adjust yourself to the position, feeling his hands gripping firmly into your hips that were holding you upright.

You felt his cock slide out before slamming back into your swollen hole, forcing you to cry out and throwing your head back against the tree trunk. Heat ran up to your cheeks where you felt his cock throbbing and twitching desperately while moving in and out of you.

He buried his face into your neck and continued moving inside you. His pace was sporadic and desperate. The barks of the tree continued to dig further into you again with each relentless thrust he threw at you, making you utterly helpless under him.

The forest provided its own backdrop with wind continuing to howl through the branches and the leaves rustling in the trees. But the grunts and groans escaping him, muffled against your neck in response to how tight you were squeezing his cock, were the only sounds that you picked up from your earshot.

“Alan…Alan-!”

Your mind was slipping into a haze and all you could focus on was the feeling of Alan’s cock abusing your hole and the sounds he was making.

You couldn’t stop yourself from crying out his name like a chant that echoed in the emptiness of the forest. You squirmed under his touch but his grip held you in place, preventing you from slip away from him.

“Look at yourself doe-eyes. Taking me in so eagerly.”

Alan’s movement always held a control forecity. Every action and every step reflected his raw energy and the primal instinct that coursed through him.

His thrusts were becoming more and more harsh and primal. You could feel his balls slapping against your ass every time he pushed his cock into you. His cock was twitching eagerly now and you could tell he was coming up to his peak.

With a few more pumps, he held you closer, relying on the tree and his arms for extra leverage before he pushed himself as deep as he could into your core, before he unraveled.

His hot release started to fill inside you, making him moan desperately into your ear. Even after his balls were drained into you, he still kept his cock inside you and forced his cum to sit inside. He didn’t want a drop to go to waste.

Soon, you felt him pull out and you immediately felt a withdrawal from his dick. There was still a sticky string of his cum that leaked from your hole. Alan released your legs, gently putting your back down and gave you a chance to regain your balance.

He noticed the cum dripping out of your sex and used his two rough fingers to push it back in, making sure it stayed there.

“All the way in…”

You still had your grip on his but now you leaned into his chest. His arms wrapped around you, enveloping you into an embrace.

“That was pretty wild.” you commented, smiling up to him.

“You did enjoy it, didn’t you doe-eyes?” He chuckled. “But I think it’s your turn to seek now.”

“Can we go back to your cabin instead? It’s getting cold.” You asked, shivering slightly in the chilly night air. There was another part of you that wanted to go back inside because you were craving the safety of the fireplace in his cabin and the forest was starting to become an eyesore now.

“Of course.” Before you could say anything else, Alan lifted you off the ground again and carried you in his arms. His nurturing side emerged as he navigated his way through the forest.

You just hoped his boss wasn’t lurking and watching the both of you right now…

[yanderelovlies]

What about a poly relationship between MC,Jack and Alan

(I mean since there’s gonna be an upcoming crossover why not?)

Not gonna lie since there is a confirmed collab I'm a little nervous to respond to this.

Okay okay

So like I said he will be reluctant to share, and I can honestly see them fighting a bit over you. Nothing bloody or serious but more like testing the waters. I can see them being wary with each other afterwards until finally they just use to each other presence.

Congrats tho now you have scary dog privileges! With Alan now being apart of your relationship don't expect many people to approach you. Alan and Jack will even quietly converse on who he should chase away or.....get rid of.

Jack doesn't approve of yours and Alan's snack run because Alan is a bad influence, but it's hard to get on to you when your smile and laugh is so distracting.

Alan doesn't like how child friendly Jack is. It makes Alan feel like Jack is talking to him like a child. Likes it even less when he does it to you. Lowkey ready to punch.

You were quick to figure out the sleeping arrangement. The first night you tried letting the figure it out they kept you up all night....and not in a good way.

[pastelclovds]

Thanks for listened to me about Broken colors :D!

Heres a funfact! Did you know that Mdhm was inspired by a Marble Hornets and/or Creepypasta fanfic! The beginning is the same!

oooo very interesting

[talkbycolor]

MC's kindergarden . . . ↷

Yanderes as toddlers AU

GN!Reader as a teacher who doesnt get paid enough for this.

CW: just a bunch of weird kids wanting to marry their teacher, keep scrolling

Sunny Day Jack.

the golden child, the angel of the classroom, he is a little devil in disguise, getting his classmates into trouble so that his teacher thinks he is the best

he looks like a mini teacher, he teaches colors to his classmates and shares everything (except the teacher)

uses guilt to convince his teacher, but with that little face and red cheeks, who wouldn't fall for it?

a very intelligent child but he is selfish, he learned to steal cookies from the kitchen and has not told anyone

he gives part of his lunch to his teacher, he likes to eat and sit next to him, he is the child who gives bouquets of flowers picked from the playground (MC already scolded him so he should look for other places to get flowers)

MC doesn't usually scold him often since he manipulates and makes kicked puppy eyes to get his way, a mini bastard

John Doe.

probably autistic and socially anxious child, very attached to MC, they must always accompany him to go to the bathroom, he eats in the classroom during recess time while MC teacher accompanies him

this is the child you have to make sure doesn't go through the trash or eat the crayons

he is actually a very sweet boy, MC usually combs his hair before school so it doesn't bother him, for some reason Doe always has it tangled and dirty

he can't count to 10 with his hands, poor thing

cat-like affection, gives insects or interesting things he found on the playground to his teacher

when the children play house, he is the mascot

Alan Orion.

boy obsessed with outer space, his lunch box and clothes are full of planets and stars

wants to impress MC with his knowledge about space, he usually tells them facts about galaxies and constellations during classes

MC of course would notice certain marks on Alan's little body, he would feel protective of the child (llamen al dif)

he steals things from his classmates, he was already scolded several times by MC

animal lover, once brought a moth he found on the playground into the classroom and Doe ate it, he cried for thirty minutes while MC comforted him

when he plays with puppets he pretends that one puppet is him and the other is MC, usually his games are of them getting married and living in the forest

Peter Dunbar.

a very sociable child simply because he is indifferent to all other people other than MC, he enjoys causing mischief to his classmates who play with MC

MC has to make sure Peter doesn't bite his fingers or scratch his face, a habit he has while concentrating

Peter looks like a bald rat when it's very hot weather, which MC finds funny, but they still puts sunscreen on him so the boy doesn't get sun-burned

even though there are many things that Peter doesn't like, like swimming, fruits or singing, he would do it for MC, adding the biggest embarrassment of his life by doing group dance with his classmates but happy to see his favorite teacher smiling

he would bring sweet lunches to share with his teacher, lying by saying that it is too much and he can't eat it all by himself (Peter loves sweet lunches but he loves his teacher more)

probably draws him and MC on the board with lots of hearts around them, causing the other kids in the classroom to start crying because they want to be the only ones for MC

Ren.

a cutie with his teacher, a bastard with everyone else, he knows how to maintain that image very well to fool MC

he sneaks into the staff room to see you, very attentive, isn't he? sometimes he leaves small gifts on your table

fights with Peter every time he tries to get him in trouble with the teacher, he must maintain his good boy reputation for you to love him!

the last time a girl confessed to him, Ren pushed her into the mud of the playground and made her cry, unfortunately the girl told MC and Ren also cried, not because of the scolding but because he didn't want MC to think that he was bad

once he saw you outside of class time, you were at the supermarket and he panicked because he had fake tattoos that he put on (they came in the packaging of the gum he ate)

MC would come to think that Ren lives in a super religious way since he always draws angels. Ren doesn't draw angels, he draws an angel (you)

Mycheal.

another little manipulator but this one cries every time he tricks MC and gets hugs illicitly (little baby)

he is a very hardworking child in class when it is time to do manual work, he likes to make small paper flowers for his teacher

the baby gets very sad every time he is left out of school projects, he doesn't know why no one seems to like him. surprisingly, he managed to get along fairly well with John Doe until he noticed his interest in MC

usually wraps his tail around MC's leg whenever he feels nervous or sick, that has been an indicator for MC to lull the child

kid who is a cotton candy fan, Peter pushed him while they were playing on the playground and his candy fell to the ground (he cried for 40 minutes)

kitten boy starts purring when MC praises his work

Keith and Tenebris.

as for them, I decided that they were twins in this AU (tenebris still has his blue skin and strange smile), they don't seem to get along very well and have a marked rivalry because they both want MC for themselves

Keith usually hates being in the classroom because his classmates are very noisy, MC has tried to help him with the overstimulation so that it is not an uncomfortable experience, since then Keith loves going to kindergarten

Tenebris does not get along with most of his classmates (if not all), he came close to befriending John Doe and Mycheal because they know what it's like to be treated differently because of how they look, but Doe scared him off by showing him a pair of beetles he found on the playground and Mycheal…well, just by being a liar

Keith is a very dedicated child, he likes to take care of the flowers in the playground with the help of MC, his teacher usually reads books about facts about flowers and apparently Keith is one of the few who pays attention (he cries every time that Jack plucks flowers from the garden to give them to MC)

Tenebris uses a toy guitar from the classroom to serenade his favorite teacher, that always kills MC with cuteness (Tenebris gets angry because it's not a real guitar)

when there are school trips, Keith always takes his teacher's hand and tries to pull them to see everything he finds interesting with them, whether it's a flower or a heart-shaped cloud

Tenebris always takes advantage when playing with swords with his classmates to satisfy his violent need to hurt everyone who likes MC, the game ends up turning into a real battle and Tenebris is scolded

Solivan Brugmansia.

at first glance, MC thought that the boy was always upset and didn't like him being around, but Sol just doesn't know what to do like when he's around his favorite teacher

the quiet child in the classroom, prefers to do his work alone, always takes the opportunity to draw MC with chalk on the playground

the boy is obviously obsessed (and not in a fun way) with his teacher, his parents came to the classroom angry because Sol had his sketchbooks full of sketches of you

you are the only person he allows to hold his stuffed animal, he leaves it with you whenever he goes to the bathroom and asks you to play with it, you don't think it's strange that Sol has a stuffed horse, children have strange toys all the time

Sol is clearly a target for bullying, you know it, you see it, so you have to constantly check that he is not hurt (Peter put gum in his hair once and he cried a lot)

SURPRISINGLY, he is one of the few children who has REAL friends, he has Hyugo, a classmate from another class, Hyugo knows about his crush on MC and is not very secretive, Sol has to cover his mouth or push him to the sandbox to make him shut up

Damon.

puppy love, usually chases other children on all fours and licks snot from his own nose

barks every time someone gets too close to MC but in the end the scolding is always worth it since MC teacher strokes his head when he doesn't promise it won't happen again (it will happen again)

he will believe anything you tell him, he is quite gullible with the things that MC says, if his teacher tells him that he can't dig holes in the playground because giant insects will come out of there that will eat everyone, Damon believes it

sweet tooth, loves chocolate, MC has to be careful with what his students eat, Damon often hides chocolate bars in his pockets and that always ends in MC confiscating the chocolates

Damon has a friend in another class who he calls DG, he is his best friend and again Damon is one of the few kids with real friends in your class, DG knows that Damon likes you but unlike Hyugo he is more secretive

when there are school dances, Damon gives his all, always trying hard, not only because he loves to dance but he also loves when his favorite teacher applauds and praises him

 ♡

[succubusmelt]

Dating Alan Headcannons

Alan would be a very unique and devoted boyfriend. Here's some headcannons about dating him:

- Extremely loyal and monogamous. He takes the concept of "partners for life" very seriously. Infidelity is something he couldn't forgive.

- Very affectionate and cuddly. He enjoys long hugs, forehead kisses, playing with your hair. Physical touch is how he shows his love.

- Protective to the point of jealousy and possessiveness at times. He doesn't like being away from his partner for long.

- Aside from the intimacy, he likes bonding through activities like cooking together, stargazing, going for walks in nature.

- Communicates through actions more than words. Showing his care through acts of service, bringing you gifts, making sure your needs are met.

- His home/cabin becomes your home. He wants you with him always in his territory where he can shelter and provide for you.

- "Dating" doesn't exist much - it's more like living as a mated pair. The intensity of his feelings moves very fast.

- Low-key romantic gestures embedded in daily life, like picnics by the fire or back rubs after a long day. He admires you as his equal.

- Sexually intense and intimate. Wants to explore and experience all of you without limits or judgment. But also very sweet.

- Somewhat insecure due to his past but your reassurance and choice to be with him eases that. He tries his best to be "normal."

- Fun adventures like hiking in the forest keep the passion alive between you two nature-lovers. Tradition meets novelty.

[queenxxraccoon]

So I love this meme a lot especially when people make them into characters. And I’m hyper fixating on yanderes rn and I wanted to make a little collection. I couldn’t find Alan Orion or Sunny Day Jack so I made Alan and planning on making Jack

THESE ONES ARE NOT MINE I DID NOT MAKE THEM!! CREDIT TO THE ORIGINAL CREATORS!!!!

Here’s Alan! His creator is @hatchetmanofficial

Also if you wanna repost on another platform credit me pls!

[motuzi]

Okay but like imagine having sex with Alan and praising his body. Like you’re on top of him, you bend down and press a kiss to his lips before carefully tracing your finger tips over his scars. “I love you Alan, I love every part of you.” You whisper to him, trailing your hand over to his arm before you rub soft circles around the cigar burns that permanently stained his left shoulder. Alan feels warmth spread all throughout his body as he gazes at you lovingly giving him praise. Not gonna lie he gets a bit teary eyed before cupping your cheek and giving you a long passionate kiss and murmuring his sweet nickname to you as a way to show his appreciation. Next thing you know you’re on top of him as his dick slides In and out of you and you can’t help but worship his body again. “Mnh.. I love your body Alan.. so pretty.. ‘makin me feel so good..” you whimper out as you place your hand on the large pinkish mark left on his body from past experiences. You rub your thumb across it, adoringly. And In that moment Alan found himself falling for you again

But Idk, js shitty late night writing 😪

[lovelycrimsonredsnow]

The perfect cosplay doesn't exis-

👁👄👁!?

0///0

I'm looking respectfully

[nite-v4mp]

Late Night Films

Must be 18+ to view. Warnings include: Smut, no lube, Alan being OUT OF HIS MIND in love with you

Alan Orion x M!Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!!

Word count: 4,002

The television was buzzing in the background as you stepped back into the living room, changed into a pair of pajamas. Alan was gripping the thighs of his pants, staring away from you as he tried to reign in his thoughts as you comfortably sat beside him, almost oblivious to just how hard Alan was trying to keep his composure.

‘It’s just some skin-‘ he thought, his tongue feeling too big for his mouth as he peeked at you. ‘-I have seen worse.’

Yet, as your thighs flexed while you got comfortable on the couch to watch a movie, the man found himself unable to think of anything but how the smooth expanse of unblemished skin would look after a few dark marks of his own making. How they would feel as he gripped along your thighs; would the indents he would leave be as noticeable as the scratches you undoubtedly would leave along his skin, marking him as yours?

“Alan? Are you even listening to me?”

Alan blinked out of the haze of his mind, looking up at you with an almost flustered look as you caught him. “Oh- what was it ya asked, Doe-eyes?”

You laughed a little, the sound gracing Alan’s ears, and you shook your head, almost endeared. Alan would kill to keep you smiling like that at him, the twitching of his fingers unnoticed as his longing to hold you almost overtook him.

“I was saying that since you’re the guest, I’ll let you pick.”

This was his chance- he can have you snuggled up to him, the smell of your body wash filling his head and making his brain turn to mush.

“We can watch a horror flick? There is a new movie out.”

He could see you hide your grimace- even when you didn't like the movie he picked, you were still so cute in his eyes. Your nose scrunching, and the way you tried to hide it made Alan almost sigh in endearment.

“Don’t worry, Doe-eyes. I’ll be here ta help out if ya get too scared. You can lean on me.”

After you sighed and nodded, he put on the movie, sitting next to you. An arm around the back of the couch, he looked at you from the corner of his eyes. The apprehension in your eyes, the subtle ways you get closer…

It was too easy. You were basically cuddled up to him, and the smell of your conditioner, addictive and subtle, had him gripping the back of the couch, trying to dispel all the thoughts of you behind his eyes. Visions of you tied and wiggling, the moan of his name on your glossy lips. Shaking his head of the thoughts, he wrapped an arm around your waist, rubbing soothing circles.

You leaned against him, pressing against his side as your eyes were on the tv, wanting to tear them from the screen, but being unable to. Your fingers dug into his jacket, curling in as if to shield yourself from the growing anticipation of the jump scare that surely won't happen.

‘So cute.’ Alan thought, his eyes running over your fearful face. You didn’t know how tempting you looked, with eyes bright and wide and the grip you had on his jacket spreading warmth through his chest.

He needed you carnally. Primitively. He needed you in ways that had his stomach fluttering, his gaze on you as he stared you down with hunger in his eyes. He wanted to consume you- needed to devour you whole right here. Right now.

“Doe-eyes, are ya okay?” Alan asked, voice saccharine sweet as his hand went to your waist, rubbing faint circles that had you jolting at the touch. Your head tilted up to meet his gaze, slight flicks of embarrassment in your eyes before you nodded, red flushing in your cheeks. Oh, how cute you were to the male, the red on your cheeks making him want to see you in other flushed positions.

“Yeah..sorry, I am just..a little scared is all.” Your voice was quiet, in a slight trance from how much closer Alan was. When did he scoot so close to you? His scent of pine woods and fresh laundry had you leaning in for more, the smell making the edges of your brain fuzzy as you placed your head against his shoulder.

Alan couldn't breathe. You were touching him.

You were so close to him.

You were TOUCHING him. He could smell you better. He could feel your warmth radiating through your clothes. He could hear your breathing.

Your heartbeat picked up.

Now you were enveloping him in an almost soothing wave of comfort, a pull that had him needing to be closer- under your skin, between your teeth, clinging onto every fiber of your beautiful being. Anything that would have his remnants on you.

He leaned in and pressed his nose against the crown of your head, taking in a deep inhale of your scent. His body shook, a wavering sigh leaving his lips as his eyes squeezed shut, trying not to get drunk off your scent, though every part of his body responded to the stimulation, and you picked up on it.

It wasn't a secret to most that the man next to you made you nervous, whether it's because of the dangerous aura from him or the large crush you managed to develop you have no idea, but the action caused a shiver to go down your spine.

“Alan..what are you doing..?”

Alan either didn't hear you or didn't care to, too wrapped up in the delicious scent you had, the warmth he wanted to consume more of. He needed more of you, you, YOU.

Soon it went from sniffing your hair to him burying his head along your neck, and although you didn't know when he managed to have your head slightly tilted to accommodate him, you were too flustered to care.

Until his teeth came into play.

The nipping was unexpected but, after the first few nips, not unwelcomed, your head tilting more as his sharper canines scraped along your skin and left goosebumps along your arms. You were melting in his hold, too lost in the moment to think maybe this was a mistake that could bite you in the ass. Your mind was far too occupied with the warmth that gathered too fast in your lower half, and he could taste the quickening of your pulse, the taste of your clean skin, and it’s something he has thought of for as long as he has seen you- that faithful day that bred his obsession with you in ways you have yet to see.

To think now he is here- your taste on his tongue, his hands now on your waist, and you slowly leaning back along the couch as his body weight eased you down, soft sighs and hums prickling heat beneath his skin. God, were you temptation on a plate- the sweet ambrosia that was before him, and he was a man starved of your taste.

Pulling back, his eyes landed on your face, sweeping over the features- taking in the flush of your cheeks, your half-lidded eyes, your parted lips. He needed you. Now.

Your lips met in an almost haphazard dance, his sharp teeth nipping along your lip in a clumsy manner, tongue licking over the spot as if hungry for any bit of you, starving for that electrifying feeling that only you seem to elicit out of him.

It is a flurry of shirts being thrown off, hands roaming along your skin as if worshipping you; the angel you were in his eyes deserved nothing less than absolute devotion from him. It bled into the way his fingers traced your skin, in the attention he paid to you as he took in every shuddered breath, every whimper from your lips. His tongue traced along your collarbones, the sight he has only seen through his video camera outside your window as you laid there, unaware of his presence.

Beautiful. Delicious. And all his.

He bit at the skin, starting on his claim along you so everyone knew you were his, just as you had been his since he laid eyes on you.

You were receptive to the electrifying brushing of his fingers on your skin, drawing out quiet sounds that made his breathing hitch, getting drunk off your noises like the cheap wine you drink on weekends after a particularly grueling week. Sometimes he licked over the bottle to savor the taste of you- but now your taste is on his tongue, strong and minty, and he wanted more.

You pulled his head back, a groan on his throat before he looked up at you, eyes looking over your features in a haze, and you could feel your breathing stop at the lust that you could drown in in his eyes. He was flushed, an almost lovesick look replacing it as soon as his eyes met yours.

He was too cute to pass up like this.

You cupped his cheeks and you almost cooed at how he leaned against your hand, melting against your touch, and you almost felt that pull that normally tugs on your heart when you see him. You kiss him instead.

He was taken aback, eyes wide before they closed, and he kissed you like he wanted to devour you whole.

You felt your skin burning from the touches, his lips on yours making you feel as if your insides were melting, pliant as he pushed you further onto the couch.

Your lips parted when his sharp fang nipped at your lower lip, his tongue meeting yours with a low groan vibrating in his chest.

You tasted like mint toothpaste, and he felt his breath hitch as he needed to take more of you. He wanted every inch of you, every taste. He needed to consume you whole so he can never forget a single thing-

and then you moaned against his lips. It was quiet, hardly there, but he heard it.

He pulled back and took a look at your blushing cheeks, your dazzling eyes, the tongue dancing across your tantalizing lips that he wanted to suck on.

You were surely killing him like this. He needed you now.

“Can I..touch ya more?”

Your breath hitched and you nodded enthusiastically. You wanted this as much as him, that was sure.

His fingers trailed along your lower stomach, tracing over it as his other hand cupped your chin, thumb pressing down on your bruised lower lip to slide over your tongue, your breath hitching and a faint noise leaving your lips. His half-lidded eyes zeroed in on your lips, leaning in as his tongue peeked out to lick over them, kissing you with so much heat and need your brain grows fuzzy at the edges.

Sighs left your mouth, thighs pressed together as the hand on your stomach pulled at the top of your sleep shorts, hand pulling it down as you kicked it off. His hand raked over your plush thighs, unmarred, as he leaned in and pressed kisses along the skin, parting your thighs and placing a leg over his shoulder. Your hips pressed up against his mouth, quivering under the flutter of his lips as your lidded eyes found his.

Alan was already pulling your underwear down with his teeth, his hands sliding to your hips as he pulled it off and tossing it in an unknown direction.

Your hard erection curved against your stomach, and his warm breath along the shaft caused it to twitch.

“Dont’cha worry, Doe-eyes. I’ll take such..good care of ya.” His voice dropped a few octaves, sending a shiver down your spine at the promise underneath his voice.

Alan leaned down and traced the tip of your cock with his tongue, fingers wrapping along the base to kitten lick the head as he watched your reactions.

Your head rolled back, eyes fluttering shut and breathless moans of his name fell from between your lips, and oh fuck is it getting Alan going. He was hearing the noises he could have only imagined, and he wasn't about to stop til he had you wrung out.

“Alan…oh- ngh!”

Your grip on his hair was tight, hips kicking up as his hot mouth took more of your cock down, spurring him on to continue making HIS name fall out of your kiss bruised lips- laying HIS claim over this body that he has imagined in this position more than once- your sighs for him chipping the self-control he so carefully built up when it came to you.

Your head lifted up, looking at him with half-lidded eyes as you pushed his hair back, watching him with almost unseeing eyes as you watched your cock disappear into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the head in a way that had your thighs shaking.

“So good- so good for me, Alan”

He pulled off your dick, staring up at you with wide eyes, the praise causing his face to warm up.

“Fuck- Doe-eyes, yer real dangerous right now…messin’ with my head soundin’ like that.”

As if to prove his point he leaned over you, his hand guiding yours to his crotch and- oh..he was worked up.

Your lips were parted in a gasp, his cock pressing against your hand as he let out a shaky sigh, more and more of his composure chipping off.

He pulled off his shirt, his arms flexing at the dramatic change in the air. Your fingers traced over his forearms, delicate touches as you looked up at him, your pupils dilated and your pretty mouth parted and-

“Look atcha- so ready for me ta give you more.”

His hands soon turned to his pants, unbuttoning it with shaky fingers, the dam that was his breaking point close to completely crumbling, but as long as he didn’t look at you, he could soldier on a little more.

As long as he doesn’t stare at your hazy, lidded eyes that will captivate him, or your bruised lips from the intense kissing session, or the way that-

“Alan, please. I need you.”

His fingers gripped on the edge of his pants, breathing hitched and it was so silent, you could almost hear the remainder of his self control shatter like glass as he slowly looked up at your waiting form.

You looked beautiful, marked up and breathing heavily as you waited impatiently for him. He could see your cock twitching, chest heaving, almost hear your heart beating. His tongue felt too big for his mouth, it was almost too hard to swallow. Nothing in his life could have prepared him for this.

He blinked once, twice, before letting out a strangled groan and nodded, practically almost tearing off his jeans and underwear before climbing back over you, lips finding yours in a desperate dance. Teeth dragging against your lips, soft moans and shaky whimpers shared as he pushed your thighs back, fingers burning against your skin as the heat of the moment consumed you, licking over you as he pulled away and he licked over the spit string connecting you two.

He shoved three fingers in your mouth, a dazed, almost dark look in his eyes as his lips twitched up in a faint smirk.

“Get it nice ‘n wet f’r me, doe eyes. I don’t wantcha ta get hurt.”

You lathered his fingers in your saliva, tongue trailing over his skin and he watched on, hawk eyes latched onto your mouth as he groaned.

“Yer such a tease- dontcha know how hard it is f’r me? You look so good f’r me, Doe-eyes ..finally…yer mine.”

The alarms that should be going off were overshadowed by the whine on your lips, your eyes fluttering shut at the possessiveness in his voice, your cock throbbing. He pulled out his fingers to circle them against your hole, teasing you before pushing in.

You gasped and whined, blinking up at him at the slight burn, gripping his shoulder as you let out a shaky breath. Alan pressed kisses along your cheeks, your forehead, your nose- anywhere to help ease you from thinking of the burning for too much longer.

When he got to your lips, you kissed him back, sweet and gentle as your mind fuzzed over again, lost in the kiss before being pulled back when his finger brushed over your prostate, causing you to buck up your hips.

Noticing this, he pressed down, a smirk on his lips as he pulled back.

“Feelin’ good, Doe-eyes? Look atcha- so lost in pleasure. ‘ve always wondered how’d ya look like this~”

Alan’s voice was teasingly husky, his admission going right over your head as you whined, mouth parted as quiet pants left your throat. He added a second finger, his free hand coming down to stroke over your cock after draping your leg over his shoulder, the burn from his fingers and the hand on your cock bringing forth contrasting whines on your tongue.

The dual stimulation was almost too much- chest heaving with heavy pants and your nails pressing faint crescent shapes on his shoulder made his breathing hitch.

“That’s it, go ahead- mark me up f’r ya. I have always been all yours.”

Alan was on cloud nine from how your face twisted in pleasure as you looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, along with the small noises you were making was driving him insane, and as he pressed a third finger in he leaned in, wanting to swallow the noises that belong to him, that he made you make. His thumb ran along the slit of your cock, collecting the precum as you panted against his lips.

Your hips pressed against his fingers, toes curling as you scratched down Alan’s back, your nails leaving red marks in their wake, causing him to groan against your puffy red lips. He bit down on your bottom lip, tugging it before pulling back, licking over the string of saliva as he watched your every move.

He had you just how he wanted you: under him, giving you anything and everything he can, all he has to do now is keep you there with him. He knew that this would be the best time to start.

“Alan- ah fuck-“

Your eyes squeezed shut, small little ‘ah ah ah’s leaving your mouth as his fingers pumped into your warmth, before he pulled them out. You whined in protest before watching him pull down his pants and boxers, your thighs wanting to squeeze together. You were hard, brain almost mush from how the temperature around you seemed to rise, unable to think about anything other than how good Alan looked over you, how good he sounded in your ear, and how you will be begging if he isn’t inside you right now.

“Don’t worry, Doe-eyes. I’ll be sure ta have you feelin’ so good f’r me~”

His teasing lithe was followed by him pressing his cock against your hole, a hitched breath and a quiet whine his reward. He pumps his cock a few times, wetting it with his own precum before he leaned over, pressing a kiss to your lips as he slowly presses into your hole. You let out a sharp gasp, gripping onto his shoulders as he slowly pushed in, pausing partially for you to get used to him, and partially to stop himself from cumming so early on. You were so warm, so tight around him, and he is gripping your hips to stop himself from chasing the feeling of your walls around him.

You were gasping, the feeling of pain making you grit your teeth, shuddering out pained breaths as you tried to get yourself used to him.

Alan pressed kisses along your heated skin, trying to soothe you from the burn of him stretching you. You cupped the back of his neck, pulling him down to kiss you.

You panted against his lips, more tongue and teeth than actual kissing when you pulled back and looked up at him.

He must have hit the jackpot with the bleary-eyed look you are giving him, your lips slick with spit and puffy from kissing. Your chest was pressed against his, raising and falling in quick successions and your ass was so warm and tight on his cock, gripping on the edge of the couch to stop himself from thrusting into you like a rabid animal was all he could do.

After a few minutes you let out a shaky breath.

“Okay- I’m ready, Alan-“

He kissed your forehead before quickly bottoming out, making you let out a small scream. Your eyes squeezed shut as you gripped his arms, and though it still took you some time, thankfully it wasn't as long because only a minute or two later you let out a breath.

“Fuck- Alan-“

He kissed you as his finger traced along your cock, drawing out whimpers and whines from you, head falling back at the teasing touches. His hips picked up a steady rhythm, his eyes on your face.

“God, y’re so beautiful like- fuck- like this, Doe-eyes. Oh fuck- ya fallin’ apart on my cock so prettily-“

Alan sounded drunk on you, almost whimpering in his own pleasure. Ths possessive edge in the way he talks is lost on you, the fuzzy edges of your brain almost so far gone as you melted against the cushions, cracking moans and heavy pants on your tongue. He needed to mark you up- sink his teeth til he made himself an eternal part of you.

Your eyes fluttered closed, lost in the way his hips smacked your ass, the way his hands teased you. You didn't see the slight crazed look in his eyes, the way his head leaned down, his tongue tracing your neck to taste your salty skin. Didn't notice until he bit down, your hips jerking at the reaction.

“Fuck- Alan- ‘m all y’rs, please-“

His hand came down and smacked the arm rest, half-lidded eyes watching you as he slowed down.

“Say it again-“

You whined as you pressed your hips back against him, looking up.

“Please, Alan- don't- please faster-“

He leaned in, your legs pressing in an almost mating press. His heterochromatic eyes stared at you- a glint in his eyes that made him look crazed.

“Say. It. Again. Doe-eyes.”

Each word was punctuated by a thrust, hand pressing your hip down. Your lips quivered, harsh breaths leaving your lips as you wriggled under his hold, wanting to press against him more.

“Fuck fuck FUCK I’m yours- I am yours, please Alan-“

His pace was relentless, rocking into you like a man depraved. His grunts soon muffled against your neck, littering marks against your skin in a possessive display, one you seemed to enjoy if the twitching of your cock was anything to go by.

Alan was trying not to cum already- the combination of your scent, your hands that soon leave more marks of your love down his back, and the constant cries of his name soaring him so close to the edge that he can taste it.

He wrapped his fingers around your cock, fisting it to get you as close as possible, and he was rewarded with your whines, hips pressing up like you do when you're close.

“Go on, Doe-eyes- cum f’r me-“

He was met with the most glorious sight: your eyes rolling back and his name on your lips in the whiniest voice, his own coming too soon as he came inside after a few more thrusts.

You were shaking, shallow pants intermingling with each other as you both came down from your high.

You then pouted, looking up at him.

“And after I just showered too.”

Alan is so endeared.

[just-a-simp]

More Stu to add to mine

(Alan art work isn’t mine)

[sunbitesworld]

Hmmmmm sorry now I'm bombarding you, but you can take your time on all of these. If I don't mention them at the moment I simply forget about them so, sorry again.

But out of curiosity sake, how about one with Alan for once?

I'm not feeling great at the moment (time of month) and got curious on how this in the woods cabin, feral man, would react/care for his MC who's going through their time of month?

If not that's completely fine too

Don't apologize hun, you know I love your ideas! I hope you feel better <3 Also the disclaimer is because Alan steals something LMAO

AFAB! Reader (No set pronouns)

DISCLAIMER: This is the work of fiction, if you try this you could face criminal charges.

Warnings: Mentions of blood & killing

At first, Alan wasn't sure how to handle your time of the month.

You we're always so grumpy with him when he didn't even do anything wrong!

When he first asked you what your problem was, he earned a pillow to the face.

"Go to the store and get me pads or tampons, you jerk!"

He just growled at you slightly and left, but he didn't come back for about an hour.

You we're starting to get worried that you pissed him off.

That's when the hormones really started to hit you, making you burst into tears.

Not soon after, Alan was back with a whole bag full of stuff.

"Sorry I'm late, Doe-Eyes. They caught me stealin'-"

He saw that you were crying and dropped the bag, immediately rushing to your side.

"Doe-Eyes, what happened? Did someone hurt ya? I'll fuckin' kill em-"

You shook your head, wrapping your arms around him tightly.

"N-No one hurt me, I just missed you! I'm sorry f-for hitting you with my pillow!"

He let out a sigh of relief, seems he didn't have to get his hatchet bloody today.

"It's alright, I'm not mad at ya..." He leaned down, gently placing a kiss to your forehead.

"I got ya some stuff, but I want ya to look at it and tell me if I need to go get more."

You nodded, letting go of him so he could go grab the bag.

He went and grabbed it, before sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"You stole that much? Jeez..." You mumbled, sitting up to look at what's inside.

Your eyes widen slightly in surprise, wow no wonder he got caught!

He had stolen 4 boxes of pad and tampons, 6 chocolate bars, and a little teddy bear.

"Do I need to get more?" His worried tone snapped you out of it.

"N-No! No, this is perfect Alan..." You leaned closer, kissing his cheek.

He blushed slightly at the sudden kiss, then smiled.

"Anythin' for my Doe-Eyes..." He whispered, before wrapping his arms around you.

"Let's cuddle, feel like ya need it." He lies down, holding you close.

You happily returned the embrace, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

"I love you, Alan..." You mumbled, feeling the pain die down a little.

"I love ya too, Doe-Eyes. Forever..."

[yanderelovlies]

Cloudcroft was a busy little town all things considering. So it was no surprise when a lone cowboy came riding into town. It was hard for anyone to catch a glance at his face as he hid it behind his cowboy hat the best he could. Thinking he wanted his privacy you left him until you caught him red handed. In the alleyway near the bar he stood above the body of a man. His arm raised above his head with a bloody hatchet in hand glowing in the moonlight.

With a shaky hand you raised you gun nearly fumbling it to the ground. “Drop the weapon Mister!”

His mismatched eyes seem to glow as they meet yours “careful doe-eyes…My aim might be better than yours.”

He was right and you knew it. With your shaky hand you knew you wouldn't hit your mark, but you couldn't just let him leave! The man stood to his full height as he made his way closer to you. You tried to stand your ground, but your shaking legs gave you as he got close enough to touch you.

With his eyes still trained on you he lifts his unoccupied hand slightly covered in blood, and cups your cheek. “What is something as precious as you doing as a deputy?” his voice was barely above a whisper as he studied your face.

“W-who are you?”

His face softened a bit at the question “You can call me Alan…”

Before you could respond Jack’s voice echoed through the empty buildings “Where are you sunshine?”

Alan glared at where the voice was coming from before stepping away from you. “Dont worry Doll-eyes…I’ll come back for you.” Not giving you time to respond he quickly turns back, and retreats from the scene. Leaving you with nothing but a body and his smeared bloody handprint on your face.

[vomitingstars]

Fics I'll Eventually get to writing

Ghosts! Now with blue hair and pronouns!: Elias Gallagher and Sunny Day Jack meet. This is an AU where y/n is an Adams family fanatic. She wanders into The Gallagher mansion with the fantasy of gaining a cool new hideout for quirky daydream adventures

Contains: Comedy, maybe smut idk, squabbling between ghosts, ghostie besties, enemies to friends to friends with benefits to maybe sort of lovers, poly antics)

Sleepy Time Bo: DachaBo is an app you use to sleep at night. Place him nearby on your pillow and close your eyes. Bo whispers encouragement to guide you on your journey to dreamland. One night you gave him and plugged him into your laptop. You're having a strangely...erotic dream tonight. (this was meant to be a comic)

Contains: Somno, smut, breeding, teehee times, etc.

Join Us For A Bite!: Alan kidnaps a cannibalistic y/n and must sacrifice random Doomsbury citizens to keep her happy. Anything for his Doe Eyes!

Contains: Cannibalism (consensual and non), a heavy emphasis on eating, intimacy, maybe teehee sexy times, blood, lil bit of comedy)

Sleepover Sleepover! Sleepover Sleepover!: It's a sleepover baby! C'mon let's share one beer! Friendship. And magic! And bodies to explore! FunShine Jill and y/n have an epic girls night adventure. I don't wanna spoil too much tbh it's too funny to me.

Contains: manipulation, evil, maybe dubcon, that moment when the dildo comes out at the sleepover, strong sexy woman, teehee woman times, sexy woman my woman

Anyway, let me know which fic you're interested in reading first

[talkbycolor]

Alan: MC! LOOK AT ME!

MC: yeah?

Alan: I AM GOING TO MARRY YOU!

MC: i-is that a proposal?

Alan: it's a threat

MC:

[succubusmelt]

Can I request SWWSDJ, MDHM, John Doe, and Peter YB with a reader who is pregnant. I don’t know why I just wanna know how they are with a moody Y/N and newborn babies.

Thank you!!! ❤️❤️❤️

I'm sorry I haven't responded in a while... university started and I still haven't adjusted my schedule. I hope you like it.

ALAN ORION

- Alan would be extremely protective and possessive of you during the pregnancy. He would worry constantly about anything harming you or the baby.

- He would insist you move in fully with him so he can take care of your every need. Alan would make sure you are well fed and always comfortable. He loves indulging you with food like pancakes and eggs.

- Alan would be very excited yet nervous about becoming a father. He wants nothing more than to have a family with you but worries he may not be the best at it since he was mostly alone in the woods for so long.

- He loves touching and talking to your baby bump. Alan finds it amazing that you two created new life together. He might even talk or coo to the baby through your belly.

- Sex would be off limits while pregnant but Alan would find other ways to be intimate like romantic baths, massages, and lots of cuddling. He still wants to satisfy your needs and be close to you.

- At night he would watch you sleep even more closely and protectively. Alan wants to ensure nothing disturbs you or endangers the pregnancy.

- Come the birth, Alan would insist on being right by your side through it all. He wouldn't want to miss a moment. Alan would also be very hands on helping care for the baby after its born.

- Fatherhood would make Alan clingier and more territorial than ever. He finds you even more perfect for creating his family.

SUNNY DAY JACK

- Jack is absolutely overjoyed with the news of your pregnancy. He becomes even more attentive and protective towards you, making sure you have everything you need and taking extra care of you during this special time.

- Jack becomes extremely protective of you and the baby, constantly ensuring your safety and well-being. He's always by your side, guiding you through your pregnancy journey with love and support.

- Jack spoils you with attention and affection. He pampers you with massages, prepares your favorite meals (particularly craving cravings), and takes care of household chores to ensure you can rest and relax.

- Jack is there to listen and provide emotional support whenever you need it. Pregnancy can bring about a rollercoaster of emotions, and Jack is always ready with open arms and a comforting presence to reassure you and make you feel loved.

- As a former children's show presenter, Jack knows the importance of a healthy lifestyle. He encourages you to eat nutritious foods, go for regular walks, and takes care of your overall well-being. He may even show off his cooking skills by preparing delicious and wholesome meals for you.

- Jack cherishes every opportunity to bond with the baby. He talks to your growing belly, sings lullabies, and even performs silly little shows just for the baby's entertainment. He believes in creating a strong connection with the baby even before they arrive.

- Jack actively participates in preparing for the arrival of the baby. He helps with setting up the nursery, picking out baby clothes, and reading parenting books to ensure he's well-equipped to be the best parent possible.

- Jack shares in your excitement and eagerly anticipates the arrival of your little one. He constantly reassures you that he will be there to support you through labor and be the best co-parent alongside you.

- Being a ghost, Jack has a unique ability to connect with the baby in ways others cannot. He may gently hover his hand over your belly to feel the baby's movements or use his ghostly presence to soothe the baby when they're being fussy.

- Jack adores your pregnant body and finds you even more beautiful. He showers you with compliments and loves having intimate moments with you, cherishing the connection between you, the baby, and himself.

- Throughout your pregnancy, Jack's love and devotion to you only strengthen. He sees this time as a precious milestone in your lives and is committed to being the best partner and co-parent he can be, cherishing every moment as a family.

PETER KING

- Peter treats darling's pregnancy with the utmost care and affection.

- He is constantly doting on darling, giving them foot rubs to ease their tiredness and seeing to their every craving even in the middle of the night.

- Peter talks tenderly to the baby, resting his large hands on darling's stomach so he can feel the kicks. He is already besotted with his child.

- To help darling feel safe, Peter has Rat coil protectively around their waist each night as they sleep. Though usually mischievous, even Rat knows to be on its best behavior for the duration of the pregnancy.

- Peter worries endlessly about darling and ensures the doctor gives them only the finest prenatal care. Money is no object when it comes to darling's health and comfort.

- Each morning he wakes darling with a breakfast in bed including their favorite pastries, fresh fruit, and a good luck kiss placed gently on their bump.

- Peter is over the moon at the thought of having a family with darling and will be the best father -and husband- he can possibly be.

JOHN DOE

- John is extremely protective of his loved ones, including his pregnant partner. He becomes even more attentive and vigilant during this time, constantly ensuring the safety and well-being of both the mother and the unborn child.

- Being a shape-shifter, John can adapt his body to provide physical support and comfort to his pregnant partner. He can transform into a cushion or a soft surface for her to rest on, alleviating any discomfort or strain.

- John is highly aware of the changes happening in his partner's body during pregnancy. He educates himself on the subject, gathering information from various sources to better understand the process and support her in the best way possible.

- Despite his possessive nature, John recognizes the importance of giving his partner space and respecting her boundaries during pregnancy. He understands that her body is going through significant changes and ensures he is there for her emotionally without being overbearing.

- John is always ready to fulfill any cravings or desires his partner may have during pregnancy. He happily goes out of his way to satisfy her needs, whether it's midnight food runs or preparing her favorite snacks.

- Due to his innocence and lack of understanding of human norms, John may unintentionally overstep boundaries with his physical affection. He may need gentle reminders from his partner or other trusted individuals about appropriate boundaries and personal space.

- John's protective nature extends beyond just physical safety. He becomes hyper-aware of potential dangers or threats to his partner and takes extra precautions to keep her safe, such as accompanying her to doctor's appointments or avoiding potentially harmful situations.

- John's curiosity is piqued during his partner's pregnancy as he witnesses the development of new life. He eagerly learns about fetal development and eagerly engages in conversations about the baby's future.

- As the due date approaches, John becomes increasingly excited and anxious. He assists in preparing the nursery, gathering baby essentials, and ensuring everything is in order for the arrival of their child.

- Throughout the pregnancy, John showers his partner with love, affection, and support. He embraces the role of a dedicated partner, providing emotional stability and reassurance during this transformative time in their lives.

[sunny-speaks]

Alan x Reader (My Dear Hatchet Man)

So I don’t know much about Hatchet Man lmaooo- He’s more mildly possessive but not a full blown yandere or creep or stalker-- so I'm adding a couple of personal touches!

But seriously, we don't get much Yandere! Alan content in the demo so far aside from him being a lil posessive. Or at least what I've seen so far, I could be wrong--

Wants nothing more for him and his doe-eyes to just avoid society and live together for the rest of their life

Is way too committed for a relationship despite meeting you yesterday ‘for the first time.’

Maybe you don’t remember him, maybe you do… But see, you made eye contact and smiled at him a year ago! So that had to mean something to you!

Even if you were just working at a convenience store for quick cash, you wouldn’t just smile at anyone !

(He made sure you didn’t.)

Studied every habit of yours down to the narrowest of details, just so he could act and pretend think like you were right there with him at all times of the day.

He's so observant for you, isn't he?

He wouldn’t venture out far from the forest, but on special occasions, he would stumble upon you sitting on a bench, feeding bread crumbs to birds.

Ohhh, that’s his pretty doe-eyes for ya, hmm? So kind, so generous, so… breathtaking.

Gosh, all his tech is so outdated. When he saw you taking photos of yourself on that fancy rectangle you call a ‘phone,’ he almost regretted becoming a hermit. Simply thinking about the quality photos he could get of you from your style of ‘phone?’ Sent shivers down his spine.

But he supposed he’d have to settle for an older method. Black-and-white camera out, film loaded and ready to take as many photos of his precious darling as possible.

During the day, inconspicuously guarded by the thick lines of trees and maybe at night, if you left your window open. He could scale the walls and crawl in or get a vantage point from a tree.

You were so innocent, his doe-eyes. He had to take such good care of ya, huh? Forgetting to lock your windows sometimes, leaving the curtains open, awh… You must’ve forgotten how creepy the rest of the world is. Don’t worry, Alan’s here to protect you…!

And if he took a couple photos of you sleeping, that’s no one else’s business but his own.

He couldn't wait for the day where he'd be able to be beside you while you were awake too..

So, won’t you be a dear and notice how much he loves you…?