#old reqests

[nanaslutt]

HI NANA ILY spiral anon again i have a request ^.^ reread ur 'stealing ur panties' smau and i'm so obsessed with the nanami one do u think u would ever write perv nanami? like as a coworker or an apartment neighbour stealing ur panties from the laundromat... idk i'm kinda obsessed w the concept n i need it TY <33 -🌀

ʚ cont: fem reader, perv!Nanami, panty stealing, fantasizing, jerking off, masturbation (r!)

ʚ note: my reqests are closed, i just woke up wanting to write a little and found this gem in my inbox

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

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Perv!Nanami has been working so hard over the past year to get close to you, his pretty little neighbor. You have the same impression of him that everybody else shares about the handsome man; kind, gentle, and caring. And that's exactly what he wants you to think about him when he knocks on your door and asks you if you would like to eat with him because he "ordered too much takeout." Or when he so kindly comes to your house each week to take your laundry down to the shared washers and dryers the apartments provide because of, "convenience."

And of course, you say yes, how could you not? Nanami is such a good guy, and you know your clothes will be safe with him, that he'll treat them good and return them to you folded and smelling like poppies. And because NAnami is such a nice man, you never even think twice when he brings your laundry to you hours later and you're missing a pair or two of panties. You don't worry about it, they always show up sooner or later--and the pink pair sitting on top of the pile of freshly cleaned clothes? You could've sworn those have been missing for weeks but maybe they were just buried at the bottom of the pile and you missed them, yeah, that had to be it.

Nanami doesn't want you growing suspicious and he sure as hell doesn't want you spending your precious money on new panties if you think you're missing your old ones. He convinces you that you've been so busy lately and probably misplaced the undergarments after coming home and peeling your clothes off after a long day. You blush at the thought of Nanami seeing you in such a state, and the look on your face and the way you avert your eyes doesn't go unnoticed by the man in front of you, trying to convince you your panties will show up again.

And they always do. Right after Nanami finishes taking real good care of them, just like he'll do to you one day. After Nanami so generously offers to take your clothes down, he sets the basket on top of the already rattling dryer and closes the door so no one walks in and sees what he's about to do. God, he doesn't know what he would do if you walked in on him like this. At first, Nanami was good about taking your panties and hauling them up to his room to worship them, but the urge to have you only grew every day, leading him to now pull his pants down and wrap your panties around his cock almost the moment he steps inside the laundry room.

Nanami hastily digs through your basket, searching for the prettiest pair of panties as his sore cock throbs against his hard zipper, begging for release. He prays you didn't notice the way his cock strained against his pants when he was convincing you you lost your panties after a long day's work, hoping the basket he held over his crotch covered most of his problem. After acquiring his target, Nanami leans back against the door with his full weight and fishes his cock from his pants, hard and dripping between his legs, a little wetness falling and making contact with the floor.

Nanami wastes no time before holding your panties up to his nose and inhaling, his hand already working furiously over his cock, wet noises, and muffled grunts getting drowned out by the rattling dryer in front of him. The 'nice' man paints generous pictures in his head of his pretty little neighbor exhausted after work, barely closing her door before stripping off her clothes in the hall, leading to her room.

He's unable to stop the groan that surfaces as he drops his head against the door and lets his eyes fall shut, wrapping the part of your panties that touches your cunt against his tip, rubbing his own wetness against yours while jerking himself off with his other hand now, legs spreading the longer he goes. He feels himself already so close to the end as he pictures your dripping body in the shower, scrubbing the day off of you. He would spend so much time helping you get clean if he had the chance. He would also make sure to spend plenty of time washing your tits, wondering how long he could get away with groping you there before you figured out he had ulterior motives for cleaning you.

Nanami pulled his lip between his teeth as he imagined your now soaked body walking out of the shower, leaving a trail of water behind you from your poor job of drying off before you plopped down onto your bed, bedroom already dim as you reached a hand between your thighs, finding that ache, that need between them that would finally relax your sore body after such a hard day.

His thrusts speed up as he vividly watches you in his mind as you push a finger between your folds, gasping in relief before you start up a quick pace, your other hand alternating between playing with your clit and rubbing your chest. It usually doesn't take Nanami long once he gets to this point, his body lurching as his bach arches with spasms, his cock kicking against your panties as he dirties the fabric even more, drenching the poor thong in his thick cum that he would much rather give you, inside you.

The guilt of his acts never ceases to go away after he finishes defiling your panties, but he ignores it the best he can, putting the now ruined panties back in the hamper before he fishes out two more to keep for himself this week. Wonder if he would feel better about his deeds if he learned that his jerk-off fantasy wasn't all that wrong and that the person you use in your own fantasies to get off is your kind, gentle, and caring neighbor.

[rhea-is-bored-again]

could u do johnny cade from the outsiders x reader?? just like one night while it's raining Johnny's parents are fighting so he sneaks to readers window and climbs in and they get warm and fall asleep together then in the morning, one of readers siblings wake her up and see johnny beside her??

absolutely! sorry, it took a tad bit long to respond!!

divider at the middle by @dollywons (I LOVE IT)

warnings: few swear words, just fluff!!

my hearth

ping.

there it was again. your eyes fluttered open, heart pounding just a little louder, wondering what (or, worse, who) was out there at this time of night.

you peeked through the curtains just as thunder clapped across the sky, as if applauding your courage for looking outside. 

a little ways below, a shadow stood; a hunched, drenched, shivering shadow. a bolt of lightning illuminated his face, which of whom was none other than your boyfriend, johnny.

his face was worried, twisted into a small frown. when he saw you, a small smile blessed his face.

soon, you helped him up and he landed with a humph on your rug, making it a tad wet.

"hey." you said quietly, already knowing why he was here. you leaned down to kiss his damp cheek, before going over to your dresser to open the special drawer with all of your brother's old clothes, just for johnny. 

he shyly stepped into your bathroom with a towel and dried off, changing into the softly worn material.

soon enough, the two of you were cuddled under your warm blankets, body heat threading into each other like clasped hands. his wet, grease-free hair made your shirt a little damp from where it lay on your chest, but you didn't mind. so long as he was breathing deeply like he was now, safe and happy in your arms.

your hands rubbed his back tenderly, and he nuzzled into you just a little, eyelashes pointed down and a small, barely there smile gracing his mouth.

gentle whispered words flickered between you two, before it turned hushed when thunder clapped outside and it began to rain harder.

"i'm sorry." a soft, deep voice rang in your ear. "i keep comin' all the time. you tired of me yet?" johnny tried to laugh. you sighed, kissing his temple. "absolutely not. you're always welcome here."

you both fell asleep wrapped up in each other, your vanilla scented skin calming him into sleep. your soft voice which made his eyes droop. and knowing your gorgeous eyes would be waiting to run over him when he woke up in the morning.

molten sunlight filtered through the light curtains. johnny's eyes fluttered open to be met with your beautiful complexion, dappled with sunshine. the sound of clanking silverware and words could be heard from downstairs. and...was that elvis you heard? must be your brother's stupid records.

your eyes slowly came into view as you rubbed them blearily, immediately smiling as you spotted johnny's big eyes looking at you with so much trust.

"mornin', handsome." you teased quietly. he blushed pink clear to his bangs. just as you were about to kiss him good, your door busted open, elvis presley's voice much louder now.

"ay loser, get your ass u- woah." your brother stopped, a grin spreading across his face. "am i interupptin' somethin'?"

you huffed at him to go away, sitting up. "get. out."

"you sissies don't do nothin' stupid, ya hear?" your brother said, waving the spatula (that he randomly brought with him) at johnny.

"johnny, stay for breakfast. ain't lettin' you go back to that place unless ya gotta."

you smiled as johnny hastily nodded.

a/n: i hope you liked it!! EEEE MY FIRST REQEST!!

[dragonridernoobie]

Okay I watch TF1 and I have an idea

What if B 127 ( or Bee ) wasn't alone down there, granny predicon is a placebo prime but not really as they are in charge of making sure new spark and bots are born from the forge with care before thrown out down there when having their memory ripped out and only their dragon firm as instincts to self preservation

In a way with the amnesia she just dose their best to take care of Bee even scrapped any energon to keep him feed

Awwww, i like this idea. I am gonna do this in my own way but it stays along with you're reqest. So hope you love ot or like it!

B-127 (TF1) X PREDACON READER

It was a normal day for B-127. Watch trash, separate anything that's not, dream about anything. So when a giant form dropped from the trash shoot, almost destroying it in the process, it definitely surpsied B-127.

He stopped the belt and looked at the mass. He saw it was some cybertronian but an old one. He pulled them off the conveyor belt and leaned them up against the wall. He checks them over and finds they are still online.

So, intel they wake up, he made sure they are warm and tell them about his stories. Even though they can't hear him while offline, it doesn't stop him.

When they do wake up, B-127 had to calm them down since they woke up confused and had their blasters out. When he finally calmed them down enough to speak to them, he finds out their name was (Y/N) and that they were the last remaining predacon.

B-127 asked more about them, but (Y/N) said they don't remember. So, this is where their story started.

(Y/N) stayed in the lower level with B-127, even if the place was extremely cramped for them. They shared their energon snacks to B-127 since they were fine on it, and to be honest. (Y/N) was old, extremely old, so she had experience with raising sparklings, and Bee was no different from a sparkling. So she gave all her snacks to him, only eating when she needed them.

She would remember her dreams and tell B-127 them, though she didn't know that those dreams were memories.

(Y/N) was extremely patient with Bee as well. She could sit and listen for hours and never get bored. She understood that being alone, away from others, can make you a talker or a loner.

When Orion and D-13 arrived down there, they were met by a very, very, VERY mean looking old bot. When B-127 interduce themselves and welcomed them, (Y/N) did relent a bit.

She still hit Orion with her tail when he killed Steve.

When the message played and they all agreed to go on the mission, (Y/N) actally tried to tell Bee not to go. Since she dosent not want him in danger.

Though, B-127 dident listen and went with Orion and D-13. (Y/N) couldn't follow them since she couldn't climb up the shoot without breaking it. So she stayed where she was.

While they were away, she kept doing her and B-127's job. When the video footage of B-127 and the other 2 bots are in danger, this made her mad. Extremely mad.

(Y/N) was no longer in control. Her instincts came out and she forced herself to transform into her predacon form (The picture above) and she tore her way out from sub zero 50

(The story is gonna change a bit, so hate me if you want)

When Orion, B-127, Elita-1 and D-13 were on their knees with the high gaurd in front of Sentinel Prime, about to be executed. They watch how the ground shook and out came a gaint predacon. Bigger then the trains cybertron used.

Everyone watches how the predacon flies to the tower and blew its fire. Killing many gaurds and making Sentinel Prime flee with Airachnid.

The high gaurd, Orion, elita-1, and D-13 look at the predacon in fear when it latches on the edge of the tower and its head coming into the room.

B-127 recognized the optics of the predacon and gasped

Guys! It's (Y/N)! (Y/N)! What is this alt-form!

(Y/N) makes a small purr noise. Their instincts are happy to see their B-127 is safe. Orion and D-13 soon leave to find Airachnid and Sentinel Prime while B-127 and Elita-1 go with (Y/N).

When Orion becomes a Prime and Megatron is banished, (Y/N)'s memories are restored by optimus, giving them the matrix to restore their memories.

Now that (Y/N)s memories are back, she helps Optimus with being a prime by guiding him and stating B-127's now named Bee, friend.

[mikalame]

Halloween with Tokio Hotel

Check out @riaisnotok as i got a lot of inspo from them!!

Bill

he goes all out with big fancy decorations as Halloween is his favourite holiday, he drags everyone else into it as well

wakes everyone up super early to start with costumes and on the day of Halloween he gets everyone super hyped up before trick or treating even with Georgs grumbles of 'being to old for this shit'.

Make sure to milk all the people that give candy out for a lot of candy so he can get the most he will brag about it on the way to the next house to do the same thing

doesn't really dress up as gory characters more so fictional characters he sees in shows or reads about but he will make up sure the decorations around the house are gory and scary as shit.

love doing face paint and putting latex and fake blood on everyone thinks it is really cool to see it like drip down and how you can make some one look like they just got beaten up

Tom

Most gory shit ever its his whole thing could be the most plain character ever and he will be like "yeah i wanna be -------- but make me look dead 😁"

Scares little kids with Georg like around the time where 8-9 year old are walking around cause its not super dark but the sun is setting and they hide in bushes jumping out.

threw up in the middle of the night cause he scoffed down his lollies and got sick even though he was told not to eat them quickly but he didn't listen. this also happens every Halloween.

Gets scared by the fake skeleton bill puts up and will screech every time he sees it even in the middle of the night when he gets up to go puke.

Georg

Moves the fake skeleton around the house and even moves it so its hovering over top of toms bed so it looks like it was watching him sleep then laughs his ass off when he hears tom scream.

tom dared him to mix all his lollies together with a fizzy drink then when the drink tasted like pure sugar and no other flavour he punched tom for 'wasting his candy' then steals like 5 from everyone else.

like to get the Halloween drinks they do at cafes and will never admit it though. Gustav found out and now uses it as blackmail when ever he wants something from him.

Dresses up in THE most boring costumes ever think like batman or harry potter you know and they're also from the dollar store where they are really cheap shitty quality. gets hounded at by Bill for it.

Gustav

Makes all the best Halloween snacks like little ghosts and skeletons or zombies and they're all gone by like the 2 day of October because bill made sure this was a month long holiday

helps Georg with scaring tom and puts fake cobwebs in random places so he can walk into them but walked into them instead and screamed cause he thought it was real them got super embarrassed

didn't really do Halloween before moving in with the band but then because of bill he got into it but doesn't really dress up to much kinda basic as well but well thought out.

May tease Georg about his little pumpkin spice lattes but he in fact does drink them as well but comes up with an excuse about why he is going out (they don't really believe him most of the time)

Taglist:@oppopotamus@saumspam@violentnewmarley@adissonsss hope you all enjoy halloween and make sure if you have any ideas reqest them 😁

[blueskittlesart]

hi :] this isnt really a reqest cuz it'll prob be a longer answer but im rlly curious abt ur comic process

i love all ur comics and somehow they always manage to gutpunch me- and ur composition and the way they read is always so beautiful and adds so much to the message youre trying to get across

yeah lol let's get into it! Ive spent maybe 5 or so years refining this process to the point it's at now so it's pretty much my standard procedure now. I'm going to use Now that you're gone as my primary example here since i still have most of the planning stages associated with it (my laptop does not have a whole lot of storage left so i usually delete my planning once the comic is finished lol) but i'll try to throw in some other examples too!

I almost always start with a written script. (the exception for this is longform oc comics which i find easier to write in the moment, but for my shorter character studies I almost always write first.) I use discord to write because it's convenient, but before i had a dedicated discord server for my stuff i was using txt files on my laptop which i do NOT recommend. anyway, this is what the written script for ntyg looked like:

note that some small elements changed in production, like the amount of time that had passed since link's death. the lines "I look at her and i am only afraid. i remember all the ways in which i hurt you. She's almost as old now as you were then. I cannot stand the thought of outliving her, too" were also added during the rough stage because i felt like there wasn't quite enough emphasis on aryll in the initial script, and since this was a major change that necessitated a whole extra page in the comic I went back and edited those lines into the script so I wouldn't forget them. (both these changes were made during the rough stage. i'll almost never make major script adjustments after the roughs are finished.)

more examples of my scripts; specifically the original script for totk: failure and two versions of oot: adulthood (one before some major refining and one after.) with comics like these, where i have a very clear idea in my head of the imagery i want to go along with the words, i'll sometimes include it interspersed in the script, either spolier-marked or denoted with brackets.

with ntyg and some of my other more. canon divergent? i guess? comics, there's sort of a mini phase in between scripting and roughs where I do some minor character studies to get designs nailed down in the early stages. with ntyg I already had a clear image in my mind for aryll, but the central character was link's dad, whose design wasn't quite so solid in my head. I really wanted to make sure that his design was well thought-out and consistent throughout everything, so i did a few mini sketches and studies to ensure I had his design memorized and could execute it consistently:

these are sans hair and accessories because nailing down consistent facial features was my main focus with them, and both these sketches ended up getting used as references for certain panels later on. This isn't a step I ALWAYS take with my comics, but if there's a central character that i'm not super used to drawing i find it helpful to get some practice in before jumping into the real thing!

after the scripting and design phases i move on to roughs, which I consider to be the most important stage in my process. roughs are very very quick approximations of what I want the final pages to look like. they usually don't take me more than a few minutes per page to create, and their sole purpose is to help me visualize the flow of the page and the placement of major elements like panels, characters, and dialog. this is what the 1st page rough for ntyg looked like compared to the final page:

as you can see, all i have laid out is the major text and visual elements, but it really helps me to visualize how the finished comic is going to flow. i do the roughs for every page before i start on the finals so that i have an idea of what the entire comic is going to look like before I really start finalizing it. it's important that these roughs are FAST--i almost never draw fully-fledged characters unless the pose or expression is particularly important to the scene, and that's because the goal is to allow everything to flow quickly and easily from panel to panel and page to page, and getting too caught up on one panel or element often breaks that flow. Nowadays, i have a pretty good idea of how much room my writing takes up so i don't write out the entire script in my roughs, but back when i was a little less experienced i took the time to write everything out in this stage to ensure that my dialog would fit into the space it was given without getting cramped or cutting off other important elements. doing that really helped me build awareness of how much dialog and panel placement matters and how i could use it, so this rough stage is non-negotiable for me even now!

after the roughs i go straight into finalization. I never enjoyed lineart back when i was learning to draw digitally so i basically built my art style to be understandable and visually appealing after one sketch phase, meaning there's legitimately no in-between stage between that rough and that final page, i just sort of. go for it. this is what works for me, but i think most normal people would probably find a second sketch phase helpful LMAO i'm just crazy and i need everything done as fast as possible. the finalization stage usually doesn't contain any major adjustments of script, composition, etc; i make it a general rule to keep most of the major adjustments confined to the earlier stages, for my own sanity. One thing that DOES occasionally change in this stage is my plans for color--ntyg in particular was originally planned to be completely black-and-white with no grays added, but when looking at my completed pages i found them sort of empty and unengaging without the gray, so i added it. usually if my color plans DO change it's something small like that--I'll almost never switch between full-color and grayscale on a whim because the way that i sketch for those two versions differs significantly so it isn't an easy switch to make.

anyways i hope this is what you were looking for! I'm very passionate about making comics and this process is a result of years of experimentation & finding what works for me, but i hope it's of some use to you as well!

[cringycrisis]

Hi! I use to read you fanfiction A LOT AND I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE! Including one about Cindy x Kara story a add on from Your Jealous Aren't You? I got a reqest if you can do it I REALLY Like to see art from Possessive AU Beatrix and Kid along with Felix as well! If I remember correctly Kid and Felix had Beatrix bit more earlier than the original one

Aw! Thank you!!! >w< Omg, I forgot I wrote a Cindy x Carla spin-off! Here we are! (This took longer than it should have :') )

(Excuse me while I go beat up my 2019/2020 self for trying to reboot the possessive book and then never finishing it) (I do have a old screenshot sketch for the revamped version that I need to finish as well :,3)

[mimie-and-the-visions]

Mimie - 21 - She/they

Reqests - OPEN

Hello! I am very VERY new to writing, but would love to hear any thoughts, feelings and suggestions!

Mimie's writings -

Holding hands (Argenti, Aventurine, Luka, Ratio, Robin, Ruan mei)

Jealous Herta (fem! Reader)

Luka thoughts

Opposites in love (Argenti and Luka x shy/reserved Reader)

The cutest oddity yet (Herta x reader)

Catching the eye of a busy mind (Herta and Ruan mei x secret admirer artist reader)

Request related stuff bellow

Characters i am most familiar with :

Astral express crew

Belobog characters

Xianzhou (I am slightly less familiar with these characters but can still write for them, it'll probably just be a bit wrong lol)

Penacony characters

My favorite characters at the moment :

Ruan mei - Luka - Argenti - Natasha

Rules :

-As of now i don't write any nsfw stuff

-Character limit for headcanons is 3 (but of course can send in similar ask for different character after)

-I'll only write romantically for characters who are old enough

-I take however long i need/want with answering them as this is a hobby for me lol

[phenikas]

Just wanna let you all know I am in the middle of so many wips it's not even funny... I'll try to get at least one thing out this week but bear with me cause work is absolutely kicking my ass and I do not have as much free time as I wish I had

There's still two reqests I wanna finish but then there's a Halloween thing I wanna do that involves editing Jack and Rhys' textures and also slightly modifying Rhys' old Tales Atlas model.

And then there's another thing that I wanna do for once I reach 200 followers which honestly I have no idea when that's gonna be (hint: AI Jack RGB lights) (another hint: it's gonna be a video with actual voice lines taken from tales files this time)

Also I started writing one of my wips again that I haven't really talked openly about but it is the same AU as that one drawing I did earlier this year and I feel like it's not supposed to have a definite ending so I might just put whatever I wrote on AO3 sometime soon and then get back to it later once I have more of it written down

[xxcrumbxx]

I am wejdan 43 years old from Gaza

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married, and my husband has been dead for nearly 8 years. I have 3 children: Hamza, 16 years old, Zakaria, 18 years old, and Israa, 24 years old. Please, I need a donation of $20 or $25. I know my request for help is unusual for me, but I really need you. The donation link is in my bio. Every small donation makes a difference. Help my children and my family. We lost everything and we need this money urgently

https://gofund.me/d571a6e8

I am so sorry for youre lose of famaly,home and youre butifule mouther land. I myself dont have mouny nor a big blog but ill post youre reqest hopefully it duse something im sorry i cant do more.

[descendantofthesparrow]

old request that has been sitting in my files for.....idek - Harry Hook x Sparrow! Reader - oneshot - My Bonnie Lass

Ok so I have a request Harry’s betrothed to the reader since birth so like there close and she’s the daughter of jack sparrow and he’s like super shy and quiet and he chooses to pretends she doesn’t exist but then he sees some picking on her but people don’t know their like a thing I guess so he gets really angry and they ask him why he’s angry and it slips out

this oneshot has been sitting in my files since before i went exclusively commission writing

@daughter-of-the-stars11 here you go! after...idk how many months but i finally finished ur request! 

=

The isle of the lost, a place filled with criminals and thieves alike, some of the vilest villains had been trapped there as punishment for the crimes.

While the isle was deprived of fresh food, there was no shortage of alcohol. And one night, as Captain James Hook and Captain Jack Sparrow sat in a tavern drinking until dawn, the two had decided that Hook's firstborn son and Jack's firstborn daughter would be betrothed.

Why? No one knows, and Jack or James cannot be bothered to remember why the thought had even come up in the first place.

It would work to their advantage though, at least that’s what they thought, once the barrier surrounding the isle was down and their children would rule the seven seas with their combined power.

Now 16 years later, the two betrothed teens, who neither minded their “secret” engagement, still lived on the isle of the lost under the barrier that prevented them from concurring the seas.

….yes, you heard that right “secret” engagement, only Jack, James, Harry, and (y/n) know about the drunken night that ended in the kids getting hitched.

now if only Harry didn’t pretend (y/n) didn’t exist, the two could rule the docks of the isle. The two had been close all their lives, then suddenly, the son of Hook had decided to completely ignore (y/n).

something the young pirate teen had been burning to try to find out why one of her greatest friends, and her fiancé, had decided to just abandon her.

Now Uma, Harry's best friend, and Captain of the lost revenge, knew why Harry had decided to ignore (y/n).

He liked her….yeah Uma was extremely confused too. The two had known about their engagement since they could think and had been close since they could comprehend each other's existence.

By the time Harry had learned what “feelings” were, specifically the feeling of affection and love….he distanced himself from (y/n).

He always heard the villains go on and on about how love had doomed them, destroyed them, how it would destroy them if they allowed it to grow.

he knew what the butterflies in his chest and stomach meant when he saw (y/n) glance at him, the rapid beat of his heart when she laughed, the stutter of his breath as she smiled up at him.

To protect both of them from destruction, he had to separate himself from her. he knew deep down he couldn’t avoid her forever with their parent's insistence on their engagement, but Harry reasoned with himself that if he pretended, she didn’t exist, soon the feelings for her would disappear.

Yeah, that would be going out the window as one day, as he turned the corner of the main market place and saw a group of vicious Vks surrounding (y/n). he stopped, feeling heat build-up in his body as he saw them poking and prodding at her clothes and skin, one even attempting to take the necklace Harry had given her when they were kids.

He saw red, gripping onto his hook tightly as he stormed up to him, his mind told him (y/n) could easily take care of them herself, that she was one of the best swordswomen on the isle.

His heart screamed to rip them apart for talking to HIS girl like that.

“ello~” he purred, giving an airy chuckle as the group leaped 2 feet into the air and turned to him, fear filling their eyes “wha’ do we have here~ picking on the bonnie lass are yeh~”

(y/n) gave him an odd look, months and months of ignoring her only to call her that? What-her eyes shoot to her feet, confusion bubbling in her mind. “we-we were only putting sparrow in her place Hook; you know how it is-“ the lanky blond male who spoke up yelped as Harry gave a sharp snarl and shoved the sharp end of his hook under his chin.

Harry chuckled darkly at the growing dark color in the male's pants. “I don’ take kindly ta those threatenin’ my lass, I suggest yeh leave her alone from now on~”

“you-your lass?” the redhead muttered, looking at his friends before his neck was grabbed and he was shoved against the wall, knife at his back.

“yes, his” (y/n) seethed, grinning as the redhead yelped as she further dug the knife into his back “but don’t forget I’m not as helpless as you all think, stay away from me or it's your head hanging from the black pearl” the group nodded, running down the market place as soon as the two descendants of legendary pirates released them.

(y/n) glanced at harry for a moment before walking past him, yelping as he wrapped his arm around her waist and hefted her over his shoulder, making his way towards his apartment. “Harrison James Hook you put me down right now!”

“in a moment” he muttered, wincing at the metal rings on (y/n)s fingers bashed against his back as she punched it.

Soon (y/n) gave up her struggle to get out of his grip and simply let herself hang, hands tightly gripping onto his jacket to not fall off.

He carefully lumbered up the steps to his apartment and kicked open the door, he shut it with his foot and set (y/n) on her feet, sighing and leaning against the wall as (y/n) stared at him in heavy confusion.

“what the fuck was that?!” she yelled, smacking his shoulder “you ignore me for months and then call me “your lass”?! the hell?! You better explain yourself hook-Mff!”

Harry dived forward, pressing a soft kiss to the ranting (y/n)s lips, before pulling back and sighing, quickly patting his face to rid of the heat “I-I fuck-I figured shit out and I didn’t want ta ignore yeh any more love, I’m sorry” (y/n) just stared at him with wide eyes and her mouth slightly open “I-say something…please?” (y/n) closed her eyes and sighed, before suddenly reaching out and grabbing onto the lapels of his jacket and pulling him to her height, pressing her lips to his in a quick kiss. She grinned as Harry just turned red and stared at her.

“you’re forgiven….but, you owe me lunch”

“done” Harry muttered, eyes drifting down to her lips. (y/n) caught the action and snorted, patting his cheek and walked around him to the door and swung it open. “where are yeh-“

“I got shit to do Harry” (y/n) laughed, turning and winking at him as she backed out of his apartment “we can hang out later, bye~” she skipped down the steps and ran out of sight, leaving a blushing breathless harry in his apartment.

He groaned, sinking to the floor and covering his face “I could've done that such a long time ago” he groaned, smiling at looking back up at his open door “fuck yeh da’, shell be worth everything”

-end-

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This is probably dirty af 💀, but how would Cove feel about the doggystyle position? (Whether he was on top or bottom)

Your mind may be in the gutter but this is the exact type of ask I love to receive lmao, keep em comin if you have any more 👌🏽

As for Cove and doggy... I feel like he's more of a face-to-face kinda guy when he's fucking. He prefers to be able to kiss u, caress your face, watch your expressions for any subtle signs of ecstasy or discomfort. So if he's topping, he can only tolerate it for so long before it starts to feel weird and he has to flip MC back around to be close to em again!

Now, if he's bottoming, he's a lot more open to it, for a few reasons 👀 Not only is he putty in their hands and willing to do whatever they say/ask, but it's also probably a lot easier for him to handle. He can hide his face, which is obviously beet-red from getting him into this position in the first place, and he thinks he can muffle his moans in the pillows. But one can easily put a stop to this by pulling his hair or holding his hands behind his back til he agrees to be good 😌 If you wanna keep him like this tho you're gonna have to find some way to kiss him while you're at it; it's a non-negotiable part of lovemaking for this man, and he'll get sub-drop n probably cry if he doesn't receive them. He doesn't mind twisting his neck a little to make it work, just keep ur lips on his <3

[maeizy]

C!ranboo little sister x reader!

I HATE MYSELF RN, I LOST THE DANG REQEST THERE WAS TWO AND I REMEMBERED THE FIRST ONE- sjdjdnsidndoanfiehidn anyways the request was by @fantasyfiction-net ! and no I dont have a discord server yet! Ill try and make one though, ty for the advice! And yes I'd love to be freinds!!:D annnyways- ONWARD!!

INFO FOR REQESTS MY FANDOMS, AS WELL AS BLOG

GENRE: PURE FLUFF!<3

SYPNOSIS:x-reader where very young sibling,age 4-5. of C!ranboos, gets close with the sbi, Tubbo, philza, tommy ecr. To where he thinks they like the sbi more than him but they dont.

PRONOUNS: gn

TRIGGERS: getting hurt; (by water[since readers also half enderman]), no others!

Notes <3- totally didnt forget about this- I kinda hate it but its whatever I guess. Sorry for being so inactive as of kate, I'm making a lot of more fics, not in this fandom but in others like Lockwood and co ect. Please please please make sure to check out my blog info and my other stuff I have it linked in ever post :D sorry of this is trash but I hope y'all enjoy anyways.

you and ranboo where getting ready to go to philzas house it had just started to snow. you had always been fascinated by the white floating specs that reminded you of your very own purple ones that floated around you from time to time connecting to you to your ender man heritage.

"Y\N!" your older brother Ranboo yelled out as your tiny bare feet thudded out of the shack door breaking free from your bigger brothers arms to excitedly run out to the snow and attempt to flop down on it, but as soon as your bare skin touched the cold frozen flakes of water it burned, the excitement was then sucked away, as a searing pain tore through the pads of your exposed feet.

an enderlike screech of pain burst from your shocked mouth and purple particles was all your vision picked up on as you subconsciously teleported back, with a soft woosh, you popped back into the small space of the entrance of the Shack, that you and ranboo called home.

upright and confused, you where frantically holding your foot with a Audible "ow,ow,ow,ow,ow-" trying to balance on one leg and hopping backwards. already loosing your balance due to your freakishly long limbs for your age. (Thank your enderside) with a hiss you where sent wheeling back. being uncorranated as is, and then adding the fact you where standing how you where at the moment, you knock things down with you as you fall and land on your back with another shriek and a loud thump.

You let out another small, half hurt half annoyed huff, as tears formed at the ends of your green and red eyes. ranboo panicked running over in a semi-shocked state to grab onto you checking the red scorch marks on your left foot as you pushed yourself up on your elbows to let out another soft "ow" as he bent down to pick up your small 5 year old form.

being carefull not to bump into anything as he stumbled to set you on the staircase as he went to go grab some bandages rambling on with a " oh no!- I said to get your enchanted shoes on! Water hurts us-aww no please don't cry- healing poti-TUBBO"

The shorter boys head popped around the thrown open door as cold wind pushing its way in in a blizzard you hadn't noticed brewing till now, too focused on the throb in your foot.

The boys chipper voice was followed by ranboo half falling down the stairs to greet him and help you "Hi ran boo and- RANBOO WHY ARE THEY CRYING?!" ranboo fumbled with The wrappings as he wrapped it around the fresh wound " they went outside! in the snow! without enchanted boots and got hurt when it melted on them!" The little kid rushed over to tubbo hugging him tightly completely oblivious to ranboo who was trying to help; and ran into the shorter hybrids arms tubbo stooped to pick the younger child up as he set them down again on the staircase.

She wasn't full blown crying now, just sniffling as she tried to wipe of runaway tears as tubbo patted her head warmly with a small comforting grin to calm her nerves. she let the goat boy wrap the rest of the bandages around her foot then gave him an exited hug and a small. "thank you tubtub!" And got to her feet ignoring the ache and running to the front door to pick up her shoes, while ran boo wined a little at The younger boo and crossed his long arms in silent protest, giving a little huff of annoyance.

Tubbo chuckled "apparently she just likes me more" he said in a joking tone. But ranboo frowned "pftt-no.she-" tubbo laughed again as ranboos face turned a shade out of embarrassment. "whatever" he grumbled as he walked over to little y\n as she finished yanking the big enchanted boots onto her much smaller feet. she hummed with a happy little smile as he watched her with furrowed eyebrows standing their a little she got up humming a song tommy taught her and unconsciously grabbed his bigger hand bouncing as she pulled him outside "Phil's!phils!phils!" She chanted as her hand slipped from his when they got to the front porch of their small home in the snowy biome. Phil and technos conjoined house in the distance, lit with a warm light as the girl twirled through the snow twords it.

Ranboo teleported to the front step of philzas house with ease and tubbos head peeked out of the door of ranboos house, confused and annoyed, his shouts unheard as he ran across the landscape to join ranboo, and his sibling, who was huffing up the steps. "Cheater" you glared with a tired face. Your brother grinned as tubbo caught up. they didn't bother to knock as tubbo opened the door lazily and thunked his snow boots on the side of the doorframe. piles of snow landing on the hardwood deck from his boot.

The younger boo copied his actions holding onto the door frame for balance. And with a less powerful kick, her boot collided with the door, sending a little amount of Triump into the girl as she soon forgot about it and rushed into the house.

when she spotted philza and Wilbur having a chat in the kitchen she ran straight to them ranboo trailed aimlessly after her finding a spot next to tubbo as he chatted with tommy. Tomny and tubbo where fighting over who got the last peice of cake to which ranboo intervened and took it holding it above their heads while he took little pieces to eat himself while tommy and tubbo complained.

The little girl rushed over to hug phil who managed a "hey mate!" and patted her head and before he could say anymore she found techno who was talking to Wilbur.

"no -you have to kill them, then you can drag them into the-" he spotted the younger girls salt and pepper hair as she was silently staring curiously at him. He switched up his words as she walked up to him with a small cautious and confused face "kill someone?!" You questioned "uh-but of course we would skip the uh first step. and We would -drag them... to a nice place to have a talk-" she laughed hugging the pig-man who akwardly patted her back with a grimance. A glare shot from wilbur burned into technos skull.

You then hugged Wilbur who already had his arms stretched out. and with a warm smile she ran straight into him as she gripped his jumper with all her force. She leaned her small form back to Look up at his muddy eyes. With a mischievous grin then snatched his glasses off his scarred nose putting them on there face quickly, and dodging his long arms they Ignored the shouts of the older man. running off to find philzas arms to hide in. You darted into the living room, stopping shortly to take in there surroundings. the chatter from the boys, the sun streaming through the window, and the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen of whatever Phil was mixing up. it was comforting, but the loud footsteps behind them where not.

You couldn't make it to philza in time so you went to the person you would normally go for comfort, ranboo. Your brothers long limbs where crisscrossed on the floor and he silently nodded along as tubbo and tommy conversed. His green and red eyes found yours and his mouth turned into a grin and you sprinted twords him. Tommy spotted you coming there way and intervened "HEY y\n!" His bandaged arms opened wide, with a boyish toothy grin. Before you could decide who to go to, Wilbur rounded the corner. a glare set on his face as he squinted at her. "AHAHHHH" you ran straight into tommy.

the betrayal on ranboos face was prominent, his arms dropped slowly to his sides as his smile faded. though he didn't show it his heart panged a little As Tommy's arms locked in around you. He was supposed to be the one you ran too. He was your brother!

Wilbur barreled into the living room trying to take you from him. Tommy attempted to throw you on the couch and quickly cover you up with a pillow but it didn't work. The fight was over, Wilbur grabbed his glasses back off your defeaded half dead looking form and grabbed the pillow and proceeded to beat tommy with it.

You lifted yourself up, your hair now disheveled from the two brothers. You looked over to ranboo, your own brother, who looked a bit downtrodden. A wary smile was shot tword you, you huffed, feeling a bit tired you walked over to him, laying your head on his shoulder and gripping his arm "you ok big man?" He said as he patted your head lovingly "yes-can we go home now?" you yawned "we can- but I thought you wanted to hang out with techno, and tommy and-" " ranboo! I wanna spend time with you!" you smiled up at him, your eyes squinted. ranboo, forgetting you where a very unfiltered five year old died at your next words "Tommy's a little loud anyways-" he Busted open with laughter as wilbur did too, pausing over Tommy's defeated form on the spot on the floor where he had been being hit multiple times with the soft round throw pillow clutched in wills grip, tommy yelled in protest "HEY! I PROTECT YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME??" You look at him blankly " ummmmm- yes." Ranboo shoots grin his way, and scoops you up and grabs your shoes. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, you could hear techno voice echo " the kid was right, you are really obnoxious tommy" and another yelp from the blonde boy as a pillow thrown from techno this time, hit him square in the face. another loud scream was heard this time from tubbo "GET WRECKED" and a bust of laughter was heard.

This was your family.

And as you grew up, it always stayed that way, no matter what you went through, this, what some would call a ragtag group. was stuck with you, as family and you were ok with that, as long as your big brother stuck by your side, you felt impossible.

[dragonridernoobie]

Hey I've been stalking your page for a while because the transformers and undertale stuff you do are immaculate and very pleasing and I've been thinking quite a lot about Megatron so I'm here to request some Megatron (and possibly some soundwave and shockwave)with a male Predacon reader the kind of similar to perking (if that's how I say his name right) but they're like very old and they somehow survived the great cataclysm that extinguished all the Sparks of Predacons and basically they became a gladiator and met Megatron and stuff like that thank you hope you have a great day and make sure to eat and drink as much water and food and hope you have some good sleep =]

Will do, also welcome to the page, you are always welcomed! Thank you for liking my work to, it makes me worried people don't like it when people don't reqest. So don't hesitate to request or ask anything! So I will try my best for you're reqest! Have fun reading!!!

TFP Decpticons X Prediction Reader

(Not my art)

^^^YOU^^^^

Megatron

Megatron met reader when was still in the pits of Kaon

When he was a gladiator, Reader would have challenged him when he kept beating everyone that challenged him.

Megatron would have been cock but realized real fast how strong a pute predicon was.

In this, though, he wouldn't know reader is a predicon since reader would be in her cybertronian form.

Once he got his aft handed to him, reader would spare him, since they felt petty for him.

Years later, I think megatron would find reader again when reader has a cybertronian artifact and my god. Thus dude would be pissed.

He would remmber how reader kicked his aft and hurt his pride.

For once, he would forget about the autobots and attack reader..............he got his aft beaten again.

After his pride was hurt again, he would do 2 things. Depends on his moods.

1. He would ask reader to join him only if he realized reader was a predicon.

2. He would a little bit better if he finds reader was a prediction but wouldn't even dare to invite them to the decpticons. Dosent want somone on the team that could beat him.

Soundwave

I think Soundwave would meet you when he went to go fetch an artifact.

He would go to a frozen lake and brake the lake to go underneth the ice.

When he finds the artifact, he also finds a predicon wrapped around the artifact.

Soundwave would do his mission first and try to take the artifact but when he tries, the predicon would wake up.

I can see him being hit and thrown around for the first time by the predicon.

Once he is above the water, he tries to open groundbridges to get rid of the predicon.

When all else fails, he tries to fight the predicon but when it's too much, he would flee.

He would show megatron the recording he got of the predicon to show he had a good reason why he failed.

Megatron would understand, and tell his old friend to get some rest.

Rip you. The whole decpticon army is after you.

If you get cought and taken by the decpticons. Soundwave would actually try to get you free.

You earned his respect.

Shockwave

Shockwave would have met you while on cybertron.

While he was stuck on cybertron, he would start the process to collect fossilized predicon parts.

That's when he met you. You cought him stealing some of you're brother and sisters dead remains and attacked him.

He was surpised a predicon was still alive but it won't stop him from his mission.

For once, Shockwave met somone more stronger then him and Megatron.

I can see you and Shockwave forever in a battle. You attack him on sight and he keeps trying to come and steal parts.

I think this would go on for a while intel he asked for a truce and told you that he can bring back you're species.

You're choice but if you accept that and let him take you're family remains, you where with him every step of the way when he made predaking.

If you don't, you try to kill him, which is very understandable.

I can see him somehow getting away with a peice and finally starts to work on predaking.

Once predaking was made and the story continues, you would take predaking underneth you're wings when he comes to cyberton.

Teatch him you're species ways and how predicons survived.

[butterfluffy]

Can I request Sanji Vinsmoke with marry your daughter by Brian McKnight and it was their wedding day. Cause that song was for wedding right?

“marry you”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· the big day has finally arrived, and now, sanji says to your father that he's gonna “marry your daughter,” which is you.

⠀⠀➧ r. fluff | v. sanji × f!reader | oneshot / song fic

⠀⠀➧ warnings — none, this is fluff! mistakes may be present though.. so do ignore them, thanks!

⠀⠀➧ requests are closed until further notice!

⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: welcome to my “sing me a song” event made to honor this account reaching 200+ followers! visit it to see my other works on this special!

reqested by: anonymous — thank you for the request, dear anon! here's your fic of marrying sanji..! btw, there's no interaction with you and sanji here, i focused the conversation to sanji and your dad.

Everyone is busy on this special day, especially the bride, and the groom, which is you, and Sanji—your soon to be husband who nervously tapped his shoes on the floor, waiting for the car to pick him up and drive him to the church.

“Sanji, boy, you nervous?” Your father asks, sitting beside the blond who looked to him, a small smile on his face.

“Yes sir, I'm a bit nervous 'bout being here today.” Sanji admits with a sigh, fiddling his fingers as your father raised his brow, chuckling.

“Oh well, that's normal. I was just like you when I got married to my dear wife, haha!” Laughed the old man, giving Sanji a light smack on his back.

“Is that so, sir? Well, that's.. Assuring? Though I'm still not real sure of what I'm going to say...” The cook mutters, patting his pockets, reaching out to get the small box.

“So bare with me please if I take up too much of your time, I just want to calm my nerves here by talking to you, my soon to be wife's father..” Rubbing the small box as he spoke, Sanji then opened it before he continued.

“But you see, in this box is a ring for your oldest.. She's my everything and all that I know is it would be such a relief if I knew that we were on the same side...” Showing the beautiful ring he had picked for you.

“Oh my, what a beautiful ring.. My dear daughter deserves it. And don't worry, I'm alright with you, you're gonna be my son-in-law anyway.” Sanji's soon to be father-in-law mumbles, gripping his leg as his eyes glistened with tears that he immediately wiped away, not wanting to be emotional.

“That's good, 'cause very soon I'm hoping that I can marry your daughter and make her my wife..” Sanji says with a smile, looking up the sky as he thought of a married life with you. “...I want her to be the only girl that I love for the rest of my life, and give her the best of me 'til the day that I die, yeah.”

“Then.. Please take good care of my princess, okay?” Asked F/n, receiving a nod from Sanji.

“I'm gonna marry your princess and make her my queen—she'll be the most beautiful bride that I've ever seen.” The blond promised, vowing to treat you like the queen you are.

“I can't wait to smile as she walks down the aisle, on the arm of her father, which is you, sir. On this day that I marry your daughter...”

“She's been here every step since the day that we met, and I'm scared to death to think of what would happen if she ever left..”

“So don't you ever worry about me ever treating her bad, no, we've got most of our vows done so far so bring on the better or worse, and 'til death do us part.” Sanji hums, catching sight of the car that came to pick him up.

“Ah, my service is here, sir. I'll be going now, see you at the church, and..” Keeping the ring back in his pocket, Sanji stood up, talking a glance to your father and saying a few words before leaving, “There's no doubt in my mind, it's time, i'm ready to start. I swear to you with all of my heart—I'm gonna marry your daughter...!”

Exclaiming this with a bright smile, Sanji then dashed to the car, being drove to the church where he now watches you walk down the aisle wearing the most beautiful gown on the arm of your father, exchanging vows and ‘I do's,’ starting a new chapter of your lives together as husband and wife..

© butterfluffy 2022

[imagineanime2022]

Tall S/O

Osamu Dazai X Reader Nakahara Chuya X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Hello, can i reqest dazai and chuuya(separate) when he in relationship with very tall female s/o(190 cm) who scary when do mission but was very shy and sweet outside work?

Osamu Dazai 

🩹 Dazai isn’t actually that much shorter than you and honestly he doesn’t care about the height difference.

🩹 Given half the chance he’ll jump on your back and make you carry him.

🩹 He met you through the Doc, he was supposed to show you around to get you used to everything, you hardly said two words to him.

🩹 The first time that he saw you on a mission, he honestly thought that you were a different person, you impressed him easily.

You un-holstered the gun as you walked down the alleyway “This is weird they were supposed to be here.” Dazai mumbled as he walked in front of you, your eyes moved around the alley before a shadow above you caught your attention.

“Careful.” You muttered, not taking your eyes off of the moving shadow, you lifted your gun and pointed it towards the figure.

“What?” Dazai asked looking where you were looking just as you let off a shot, the figure slumped over and Dazai smirked. “They’re above us.” 

“Mmm.” You hummed as you walked over the fire escape on one of the buildings lining the alley and started climbing until you could see another figure, you took aim but before you could shoot someone spoke.

“Alright no need to kill anymore of my men.” The voice said and you glanced down at the man emerging in front of Dazai.

“I don’t know I’ve got an itchy trigger finger.” You muttered.

“I have what your boss wants, I suggest you put the gun down-” He was cut off by you shooting the other man on the roof before changing your aim to him.

“You don’t suggest anything, you're not the only person that has what our boss wants so I suggest you stop suggesting things and hand over the only thing that is worth anything to us.” You warned him. “Quickly my patience is wearing thin.” He grit his teeth as he reached into his jacket, you watched as he slowly took something out of his pocket, he handed it to Dazai who checked it and then nodded, you smirked and then shot the man in the chest.

🩹 You were cute together and you were a pretty well known power couple, no one even knew when you got that way.

🩹 Dazai always talked for you, even if you were the one that took out the entire team of enemies.

🩹 You never went anywhere without him because you were nowhere near confident enough to talk to anyone without him.

🩹 When Dazai left the mafia, you were gone about 3 days later, Mori had tried to send someone after you but you killed or mortally injured everyone that he sent.

🩹 You became a mercenary for hire and an enemy to everyone, that is until Dazai found you again for the first time.

🩹 When you came face to face with him you wanted to be angry after all you were dating before he disappeared, but your brain didn’t allow it, instead you receded into yourself and barely said 2 words to him.

🩹 He followed you back to the place that you were staying and spent most of his time convincing you to join the ADA.

You looked around the office building and frowned “this is where you work?” You asked.

“Mhm.” Dazai hummed, swinging your hands as he pulled you up the stairs.

“What if they don’t like me?” You mumbled and he giggled.

“They like me, they’ll love you.” He promised pulling you towards the door, he pushed it open and everyone turned to you. You wanted to hide but you were one of the two tallest people in the room so instead you looked at the floor playing with your fingers. You could vaguely hear Dazai introducing you as an old friend and it wasn’t long after that, that everyone started asking questions mostly centered around how you’ve dealt with Dazai for so long. You started to warm up to them and started talking a little more.

“How did you meet them? They seem too sweet to have ever known you.” Kunikida saud as he watched the rest of the agency talk animatedly and you listened.

“Wait until you see them on a mission and then ask me that question again.” Dazai smirked before skipping over to steal you away for himself.

Nakahara Chuya

🔪 You knew Chuya before he joined the mafia, you weren’t a part of his gang but you were the only person he had even met that could keep up with him in a fight and that was what caught your attention.

🔪 You guys actually became very close very quickly and when you were alone you’d often use his head as a head rest which often got you tackled to the floor in a fit of giggles as he tickled you.

🔪 The first time that he met Dazai he tried to keep you away from him, you were the one thing that he wanted to keep separate from the mafia even if you did have something to offer them.

🔪 That never worked out though because you had no intention of leaving Chuya to deal with the traitors he once called friends.

“Chuya go…” You ordered as you watched the task force in front of you.

“No I’m not-” 

“Chuya go now!” You ordered as you moved forward taking out anyone on the same level as you, you heard cliff crumble behind you and glanced back to see that Chuya was gone, you killed every single task member, you left the sheeps alive assuming that Chuya would want that and if he didn’t they’d be easy to find at a later date.

“Who are you?” A boy about your age asked, you turned and upon not recognising him you kept quiet. “Do you know these guys?” Still nothing “you don’t want to talk?” 

“I don’t know you.” You finally answered.

“I’m a friend of Chuya’s, my name is Osamu Dazai.” He smiled, “it seems that our little Chuya was hiding someone very valuable.”

“He’ll kill you if he hears you call him that.” You said lowly.

“Wouldn’t that be wonderful.” He gave a small smile. “He’s down there if you want to see him.” You stepped back towards the edge of the cliff, you stepped off landing on the small patch of earth at the bottom of the cliff.

“I assume you finished them off.” Your eyes found Chuya clutching his stomach.

“Not the sheeps, your old friends are still alive.” You informed him and he nodded.

“Thank you.” He breathed out.

“Figured that was what you wanted.” You shrugged as you walked towards him, he looked up at you before pulling you down to a kneeling position over his seated one “w-what are you doing?” 

“I’m just thanking you.” He answered smoothly before his hand wrapped around the back of your neck and pulled you down into a kiss, you froze for a second before returning the kiss, you both pulled away blushing but he was smirking nonetheless.

🔪 Unfortunately your existence was in no way a secret for more than 5 minutes inside the mafia as Mori requested that Chuya bring you to him.

🔪 Mori thought that you were cute and trusted Dazai’s recounting of your skills so he asked you to join, Chuya requested that you stay partnered with him and Mori saw no problem in adding a third to their little group.

🔪 It was weird to see the taller of the two trying to hide from any and all social situations, and at times that you couldn’t hide you looked rather imposing.

🔪 You were invaluable to the mafia being the only one that could stop Chuya on a rampage after Dazai left and also the only one able to keep up with him in a fight, you could clear out a building in minutes together.

🔪 The ADA had problems with both of you, they hated you two being together but lucky for them you both usually dealt with overseas issues.

“How the hell did this happen?” Chuya asked as he cleaned a wound on your arm and you shrugged. “Don’t just shrug at me, what happened?” 

“He was going for you.” You answered and he frowned.

“He was what?” He asked.

“He was going to hit you, so I stopped him.” You explained and he looked at you, he sighed before leaning forward taking your chin in his hand.

“Don’t put yourself in danger like that, you know that I’m strong enough to protect myself just like you.” He said.

“Yeah…” You looked away from “but he was huge.” 

“Excuse me?” He asked, tying the bandage slightly too tight at the statement. You bit your lip as you looked up at him before looking away from him again. “Answer me.” 

“He was very big.” You repeated.

“Explain yourself.” He raised an eyebrow as he coaxed you to relax a bit.

“Well he was like here.” You gestured to where your shoulder was “you are like here.” You gestured about 2 heads lower and he glared at you, he let out an annoyed growl as he used his ability to pin you to your seat as he stood up but even then he wasn’t taller than you.

“You should be careful how you talk, you forget that I’m your superior.” He warned as his hands reached out connecting with your side causing you to giggle, a wicked smile took over his face, he was going to teach you a lesson this time, you fell back when his ability deactivated and this was the only time that Chuya even towered over you.

Request Here!!

[btssunnyboy]

— Infatuated Desires — Yandere! Actor Kim Taehyung

He was only supposed to play a psycho on a movie, what happens when he personally starts to develop the same intentions as his character?

Word Count - 5,063

Warning - Yandere behaviors, stalking, profanity, unwanted kiss on the forehead, murder, a picture of said body is shown to your character as well. Blood and gore.

BTS , NCT , ATEEZ , Reqest Open.

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You’d think with the countless times Kim Taehyung has played a love interest, he’d be able to focus his emotions on one thing at a time. But obviously that statistic couldn’t be more wrong. He’s never truly felt that tug in his heart for someone, that little bit of excitement that should ignite within him whenever that someone is around. No matter how much he tries nothing, not a single spark, comes from his pity attempts at love. It was honestly embarrassing, seeing as the public eyes have noticed him with many potential people, but it always ends up in disaster as he somehow can’t figure out his feelings for them. Although it’s been over a few dozen tries, if it hasn’t worked out by now is it ever going to?

Rose, his manger, has done countless things to try and boost his “love” appeal, if you could even call it that. Despite his very open and caring characters on screen his true persona could not be more different. He’s very much a keep to himself type of person, making sure his voice is in the background of conversation, so that it doesn’t draw unnecessary attention towards him. Also making sure that each and every encounter is as simple as one, two, three. After all, why does he need a real life love interest so much, how could he ever benefit from that?

“Will you at least look over the script! For once it’s a thriller type of romance!” Rose tried to persuade her client to at least take a glimpse of the script. And she wasn’t wrong about it being a thriller type of romance, the only thing she left out was the fact it was a horror, thrill romance. But seeing the way that Taehyung could pull off a loving husband one minute into a mere hermit crab the next. His range is impeccable, he’d definitely be able to pull off the psycho that they need on the big screen. Once more Rose’s eyes settled on the uneasy man, as she tried to maneuver the thick script into his grasp. “I’m begging you to at least look at it.”

A heavy huff of air passed through his lips as he begrudgingly took the script. The name, Infatuated Desire, printed in bold lettering across the top of the page. From the title alone he could already piece together the type of movie this was going to be, and it certainly wasn’t anything he’s dabbled into before. A psycho fuckboy type of character who becomes obsessed with someone that was the apple of his eye all along. Taehyung cleared his throat loudly, as he spoke his question, “So basically I’d be playing a dumbass college boy who can’t keep it in pants because he wants someone to notice him?”

“I mean kinda, but he gets more evil and manipulative as the story goes on! He tricks the character, Rue, by acting like he doesn’t give too shits about her, but he does change in the middle of the movie!” Rose exclaimed as she tapped her fingers against her cheek. This could actually be a learning experience for him, seeing a new side of himself on screen might break him out of his secure shell. The shift of his eyebrow was making a pit form in the depths of her stomach, his quietness was a tell tale sign of his discomfort. And right now he doesn’t seem too happy with the events that are taking place. “Would showing you a picture of your co - star make things any better?”

Her question seemed to go in one ear and out the other. A bland expression stayed glued to his face, as his eyes raked over the words on the paper, then to meet Rose’s small stare. He rolled his eyes playfully as he gestured towards the gold phone laying a inch away from her. A small squeak of excitement exuded from her as she quickly typed away on the glass screen. Those long acrylic nails made a pleasant sound as they tapped a rhythm on the phone. A playful chuckle passed through his lips, and he started to joke, “Any day now.”

“This is the beautiful co-star named Y/n L/n! And I know she doesn’t look familiar because this is actually going to be her break up movie!” He tried to focus on the excitement that laced her voice, but he couldn’t. Surprisingly, right now the only thing he could focus on was you. Well, the picture of you that adored his agent’s phone. There wasn’t anything special or out of the ordinary about this picture, it was simply you in an old coffee shop, and yet you looked ethereal. The way the old lights made your eyes shimmer, and your dazzling smile made his heart fill with an unfamiliar type of emotions. For lack of better words, he was stunned by all the beauty that was taking place in this photo.

“Oh, I didn’t expect that.” His reply was quick, as he knew he was already taking too long to respond. But he can’t seem to string together a coherent sentence that truly captures the beauty within that small screen. Maybe working in a new role won’t be so bad, but he just hopes your personality is as nice as your looks. If they are then maybe, just maybe he’ll actually try to socialize a bit better with this co-star.

“See, I told you this would be a great deal! And I met her when I was picking up the script, and she's as sweet as they get! Maybe you two will become friends! So are you gonna do the movie?” Rose exclaimed as she clutched his hands excitedly, and watched as Taehyung’s face remained bland. A small groan of annoyance bubbled in her throat, as he stayed silent.

“And she is definitely going to be in the movie with me?” Taehyung questioned once more, as his free fingers delicately traced the spine of the script. Refusing to give Rose the victory of meeting her eyes, they stayed trained on that stupid script. But, nonetheless a special script that somehow brought someone like you into his life, and he was going to make sure to keep you in it.

“Absolutely, honey! Now it’s getting late, get some sleep and you two will officially meet tomorrow!” Rose gushed while packing her bag. A bright smile taking over her face, as she mentally got excited about the two of you meeting. She saw exactly how his eyes lit up when he first saw your picture, maybe you’re the key to help him over his shyness when he’s off camera. “I’ll see you tomorrow for rehearsal!”

Taehyung bid her a quick goodnight as he whipped out his phone. Typing in your username as fast as the speed of light, he needed to see your face again. The mere sight of it calming him down within an instant, and he cherished that feeling. Being so well known and having eyes constantly on you could be overwhelming sometimes. That smile on that cute face of yours was more than enough to set his mind at ease, and he just wishes that he could see it in person sooner than tomorrow. For the first time in a long time Taehyung was actually able to fall asleep with a peaceful image on his mind.

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Rose immediately noticed the pep in Taehyung’s step the next morning. A smile that was brighter than his usual one, and she loved to see it. She loved seeing him genuinely happy for once, and right now she’d do anything to keep that smile on his face. A soft hand was rubbing comforting circles on his back when they first entered the table read. Everyone’s eyes snapped towards new entering people, bright smiles coming to their faces as they noticed a familiar set of people

“I’m so glad you were convinced to take the role, Mr. Kim! If you would please take a seat next to Ms. L/n and we’ll go over the plot and start shooting soon!” The director spoke happily as he gestured towards the open seat. Taehyung’s eyes fell onto the brown cushion that was placed within the seat itself. A little hesitation was noticeable in his walk. He didn’t want to overstep any boundaries by sitting too close or anything and the last thing he wanted to do was make you uncomfortable in any way.

“You can sit, I promise I don’t bite.” You teased light heartedly as you patted the seat next to you. A quirked eyebrow in his direction almost like a sign telling him to hurry it up. And his heart quickened in pace, he was terrified that his shirt was moving in the same rhythmic pattern. He didn’t want to appear weird if you noticed just how anxious he got from meeting you. Without wasting another second he hastily planted himself in the seat beside yours. “I’m, Y/n, but you probably knew that already! But...um I’m really excited to work with you.”

Once more his heart started beating rapidly at the sound of your voice. It was like music to his ear, and he could listen to it on repeat for days. He thought of how sweet you seemed online, and how cute you were in your photos, but now he’s even more astonished about the beauty you hold in real life. Everything is enhanced, from the way your eyes are shining in the office light, to the small laugh lines you have surrounding your mouth. Oh, the list could go on and on, and he’d gladly sit down and list off everything he finds amazing about you. And it’s only been a few minutes. Soon he noticed your head tilt in worry at the fact he hasn’t spoken yet, and he mentally scolded himself for having the audacity to leave you with no response. “Oh, yeah! I’m quite excited to work with you as well. I hear this is your first first film, and I hope it launches your career.”

“Thank you so much, that truly means a lot coming from you.” You whispered, as you tried to shake his hand in a professional manner. And he felt his body shut down when your skin came into contact with his. The soft sensation paired with that honey voice was driving him crazy. Almost like it made him malfunction and it was starting to take a toll on him. Why were you so different, he’s had flings in the past, but right now he doesn’t want a fling. For some reason why he wants things to work, he wants this five second professional meeting to turn into a five year relationship. All of these thoughts were racing through his mind, and it was starting to worry him about how quickly he became attached. Usually it’s the other way around.

“I presume we’re okay with heading into shooting now?” The director questioned as he looked at yours and Taehyung’s agent. Seeing both of them shake their heads, the crew knew it was game time. They were ready to make this horror romance a hit on the big screen. “Let’s make some magic, shall we!”

Everyone scattered in the direction of the director. All of them panicking to get the extras into place, and make sure the two stars of the move are front and center. Your hastily steps were no match for Taehyung’s as he easily caught up with them. “I hope you don’t mind me tagging along. I just think it might be good to get some friendly conversation in before shooting.”

His voice was soft spoken, and that was one thing you liked about him. He never rushed his words or tried to make a big deal with his presence. Either you noticed him at that moment or he faded into the shadows, no in between. Before he got a chance to leave you jumped on the opportunity to bother him. “I don’t mind at all, in fact I think it would be best if we got to know each other.”

“Me too, if you don’t mind me asking why did you pick a movie like this for your start up career?” He inquired as he kept a small pace with you. As well as trying to keep a good distance between each other as well. Even though it might be a little hard considering the feelings that are taking over his body right now. The temptation to pull your body close, and feel those soft lips against his was growing. But you only just met, and somehow he feels like he’s known you a lifetime already.

“To be honest with you, my agent saw a horror type movie and just jumped on the deal without giving it much thought afterwards. He said something about showing everyone I can play a serious role right from the start, that's why they won’t see it coming if I’m doing something different.” You admitted, while fiddling with the sleeve of your shirt. His eyes never left your shy figure as you tried to avoid eye contact with him. But why were you trying to avoid it, he genuinely liked talking to you already, and the sound of your sweet voice was still like music to his ears. For some reason his mind latched onto the word he in your sentence, and it made a pit form in his stomach, and his hands clutched tightly together.

“Don’t be embarrassed by that, Rose, did the exact same thing and now look at me.” Taehyung tried a lame attempt at a joke, and shockingly you let out a little chuckle. Oh god, even you laugh was adorable. This was all new territory for Taehyung, usually he has to pretend to be interested in his co-stars, asking questions, and faking a shocked reaction. But you seem so genuine that faking anything is out of the question, he wants your everything. He wants to know what keeps you up at night, what’s your biggest fear, what’s your most devastating secret to this day.

“I just hope my career turns out as good as yours. You’re amazing, honestly.” You mused while giving him a small smile. Everything you’re doing is somehow making him fall deeper and deeper into your love spell. But truth be told, he doesn’t really mind. Without thinking he reached forwards and grasped your right hand, and didn’t break eye contact.

“I just know you’re going to be the most beautiful star, you have absolutely nothing to worry about.” His actions seemed innocent, like a friend that was trying to give a small pep talk to someone in need. But the way he was gripping your hand like his life depended on it, was a whole different story. A small jerk was delivered to his hand in an attempt to take away your hand, something about this interaction now, felt off. And you didn’t want to deal with that.

“Thank you, Taehyung, but we’re falling behind. We need to get situated for hair and makeup.” It was obvious that was an excuse to get away from his close behavior. His head tilted in confusion, why are you trying to get away from him? He’s trying to be vulnerable, he’s trying to show that he can be loving, goddamn it! With a slight nod of his head, you walked off in the direction of the makeup staff. If he doesn’t play his cards right then you might quit the movie before it’s even begun, and he definitely couldn’t have that. _______________________________________

Everything was fine at the start, like it was picture perfect. You as the bright eyes and bushy tail lead, paired with the ever soft, and shy co-star who looks like he wouldn’t hurt a fly. But obviously looks can be deceiving, because you never expected Kim Taehyung to act like this.

“Oh come on, Rue. He’s bad news I’m just trying to keep you from getting hurt.” Lucas, Taehyung's character tried to persuade your character into ditching a date last minute. His voice was stern as he followed along behind you, with his wide steps. A soft echo of his shoes hitting the pavement filled you ears.

“Oh, like you’re any better. You’re probably a walking STD, and besides at least Sam knows how to keep it in his pants.” You spat out harshly towards him, as you yanked your head in his direction. A small smirk came over his face, and the temptation to smack it right off was growing. With a few moments of silence you knew it was time to turn around and walk away, before you could even get a step away his large hand yanked forcefully at your forearm. “Lucas, let go. You’re hurting me.”

“Next time, princess, I’d think twice about mentioning another man's name when you’re in my presence. Now I strictly forbid that date to happen, and if you want to keep little Sam safe you better not go tonight.” Each word seemed like it was laced with pure venom. A sinister glint was sparkling in his eyes, and for some reason why you felt like this was much more than a character. This sensation felt too real for it to be a made up scenario. The way his hand was clutching your arm tight enough to leave bruises was worrying you, and he seemed genuinely upset about the fact you spoke another man's name.

“Lucas you’re scaring me, I mean it! Let me go and leave me the hell alone!” That was real panic laced in your voice as he got closer to your face. His warm breath lingering on the tip of your lips, and it was paralyzing you. The thought of him actually kissing you was sending you in a spiral. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.

“I mean it, Rue. I will kill him, mark my words. If I ever see you within ten feet of that guy, I just want you to know his blood will be on your hands.” He seethed as he forcibly shoved your body to the side. A scowl written across his face as his shoulder collided with you for the last time. The small action made sheet panic shoot through your body.

“Cut! That was amazing, you two, really nice work. We’ve got enough footage for today! Pack it up and head home.”

You bid everyone a small goodbye as you gathered up all your things. Making sure to examine them, just to be clear that everything is the way it’s supposed to be. It might seem weird, but you still can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong. Like someone’s eyes are always watching your every move. It was traumatizing just to think about. Even right now it felt like a shadow was following you right for the perfect time to strike.

“Hey! It’s just me! Calm down.” Felix ushered as he retracted his hand from your shoulder. The look of terror that crossed your face made panic shoot through him. He didn’t mean to scare you at all, in fact he was just trying to be friendly and ask if you wanted to grab a bite to eat. “I’m so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I was just gonna ask if you wanted to go to dinner.”

A light laugh floated through the air, as you tried to regain your posture. You rubbed a hand over your face, and stared at your other co-star. “Of course, I would love to. And I’m really sorry about getting all jumpy, it’s just I keep feeling weird.”

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Felix asked with real concern as he started to take your bag. His eyes were trained on you as you started to speak. “Is this about Taehyung?”

At the mention of his name you felt eyes on you. The sinking feeling in your gut was growing, but you needed to get this off of your chest. “It’s just I know he’s playing the role in the movie, and I get that. His character is crazy, but it seems like he’s starting to act like it in real life.”

“Can I tell you something, but you have to promise to keep it to yourself.” Felix whispered as he placed his hand on your lower back, and tried to pull you a bit closer. Your head ducked down so both of your heads were positioned towards the ground. “I keep seeing him stalk your social media accounts on break, and every time you have a scene with another dude, he goes berserk. I heard him yelling at his agent about this too.”

The sudden pound of information made you stop dead in your tracks. You knew this wasn’t just a gut feeling, it was real. Those psychotic tendencies were starting to bleed into his real personality. If this keeps happening he might end up hurting someone, just like he does in the movie. Oh, god you never be able to live with yourself if you ever found out you’re the cause of someone’s demise. “Maybe we shouldn’t go to dinner together.”

“Y/n, I’m not scared of him if that’s what you’re worried about. I don’t care if he gets rough with me, because I really like you and I thought we could get to know each other better.” Felix relaxed his soft grip, and left his hand fall back to his side. A smile playing on his feature as he waited for you to give him a response.

“Are you sure about this?” You needed a real answer, because if anything does happen you’d never be able to live with yourself. Even if you did like Felix, Taehyung still made terror strike the the center of your heart. “I just don’t want you getting hurt.”

“You’re definitely worth the risk, Y/n.” Felix smiled as he gestured towards your hand. A small difference between him and Taehyung. On one hand Felix is soft, and gentle with his touches. Taehyung is forceful and a little bit rough. “So should we go?”

“Yes, lets go.”

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That exchange of words was absolutely disgusting. How dare that asshole plant fear into your heart. Looking at a social media page is fine, and he was only talking to Rose because he was worried about the other actors. They seemed like they were the type to take advantage of a sweet new comer, and he could not let that happen. You were so pure, not yet corrupted by this stupid dog eat dog industry. He just wanted you to stay that way forever. Right now the only thing on his mind was getting rid of the impure person that was planting seeds of terror within you.

Taehyung watched like a hawk as you two walked to the little diner down the street. Hand intertwined with one another, and he fought the urge to get out of hiding and attack now. But his original plan was much better, the element of surprise would surely get his message across. A message that stated all he had to do was stay away and he wouldn’t be involved in this predicament. When he finally knew you two were in the confinements of the diner he raced off towards Felix’s house. As soon as he picked the lock he welcomed himself into someone else’s safe space.

It was at least an hour before he heard Felix unlock the door. Taehyung was so lucky he lived walking distance away so no car was in sight at all. He stood directly behind the front door, as he waited for the perfect time to strike. The moment he had a clear view of Felix’s head he smacked the blunt end of the hammer on it. Making sure to put enough force behind it to knock him out. And out like a light he went. Pretty soon Taehyung propped Felix up in a chair, and duct taped his hands and feet to the chair.

“Come on, pretty boy wake up.” Taehyung taunted as he smacked the hammer against the wooden table. A fearful jerk from Felix made his heart swell with joy. He should be scared, because he decided to mess with someone and make it seem like Taehyung was the bad guy. On the contrary he was the good guy in this game, he was getting rid of the people who were out to harm you. “I’m guessing you understand what you’re in this mess.”

“You’re a sick bastard.” Felix spat at Taehyung's face. As he tried to wiggle his arm free of the multiple layers of duct tape that were wrapped tightly around his arms and legs. Before he could even finish another sentence a harsh blow of the hammer collided with his left knee. Searing hot pain shot through his body, while he physically felt the bones in legs start to crumple. “Why...are you doing this.”

Taehyung wanted to laugh at the state of misery he had put Felix in. The way fresh tears were cascading down his cheeks every few seconds, and deep breaths he was taking to calm himself down was just adding to the thrill of it all. “You know, you were never on my list of people I hated for this movie, because you kept your distance from her. That’s all you had to do, but you just had to go off and tell her all about the shit you’ve supposedly seen me do. You shouldn't have tried to take her away from me.”

“She’s scared of y-you.” The victim stuttered as they tried yet again to wiggle themselves free. A dark look overcame Taehyung's face at the mention of you. “You’re psychotic, she’s scared you’re gonna hurt her.”

“That’s a lie! You’re lying!” Taehyung bellowed as he raised the hammer in a fit of anger, and smashed it down on Felix's skull. Taking the forked in and out with rapid motions. He was lying! You can’t be scared of him, you’re not supposed to be scared of the good guys! And Taehyung’s a good fucking guy! “She’s not, she’s not scared of me! I know it!”

He took a step back to get the full picture of his work. The gaping hole in the side of his head was slowly leaking blood, and it was staining his blond hair. Then his eye was falling right out of the socket. The nerve ending being the only thing to hold the eye in place. After a brutal beat down the enemy is gone, and now you’re officially free and safe! Right now the only sound in the entire house was the clicking of his camera, he was going to prove he had gotten rid of all the bad guys. “Oh she’s going to be thrilled tomorrow!”

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Taehyung got to play the role of the grieving coworker once more. As they shared the heartbreaking news of the murder of Felix. For once he was fighting back a smile as he watched your body go numb. You were just in shock that the bad guy was finally away for good! Now was the perfect time to show you all of the evidence. His hand grasped yours, and yanked you into a nearby room. Your eyes widened in horror as you tried to fight back in his grasp, the last thing you wanted was those filthy hands to touch you.

“Please calm down! I’m not gonna hurt you, I just want to show you something!” Taehyung admitted as he struggled to pull up the picture on his phone. As soon as he did he placed the blinding screen in front of your eyes and forced you to look at the photo. The photo of Felix’s mangled body.

“What the hell is wrong with you!” Your words were muffled from his hand being placed around your mouth. Questions were racing through your mind, were you next, was the main one. Right now all you wanted to do was leave,run away, and never look back. “You sick freak! Let go of me! I’m calling the police!”

“Oh, dear. Good luck with that, haven’t you realized by now I’m a master of disguise! Besides do you really think they’re gonna believe you when you were the last one with him. You could have easily been in his house after you date.” Taehyung started as he held your body close, and let your head rest against his chest. Taking in the sweet scent of your shampoo. The lavender smell put him at ease.

“Taehyung! let me go!” You tried to thrash around once more. To no avail as he just tightened his grip around your body. Almost cutting off your air supply, but he soon pulled your body away from his. Cupping your face in his hands, as he wiped your cheeks softly. Making sure every last tear was gone from your perfect face.

“Don’t worry, baby! All the bad guys are gone, and if anyone else tries to get in my way, they’ll meet the same consequences.” He smiled as he placed a small kiss on your forehead. “And remember if you don’t want this to happen again you’ll stay by my side forever. Do you promise?”

With a shaky lip, you tried to muster up the courage to tell him off. Tell him he’s a psycho that deserves to rot in hell for crimes he’s committed. But right now he’s still a stronger competitor, and he’s right. Who would believe you over him. “I promise Taehyung.”

“Good, now that wasn't so hard was it! Keep this charade going, when we go back out there, if anybody asks you needed a shoulder to cry on. But if you mention this to anybody they will meet the same fate, sweetheart, and I love you so much.”

“I love you, Taehyung.” You sighed, because you had to play along. If you didn’t you knew someone else would meet the same grave that Felix did. As much as you hated this man, you needed it to seem like you were in love with him. Then when he least expects it you’re gonna make him pay for everything he’s done.