#sfw story

[babey-lewis]

Hello my little love, I've missed you so much. Will you come and hug Bubba? Would that be okay? Yeah? Thank you, my snuggle bug, mmm, I need my babies hugs! I've missed you so much... I'm so glad we are together today <3

[comfort-person]

Draco Malfoy headcanons‼️

Disclaimer: have this for now as I’m on holiday rn and can’t write 😭 but I’ll write more headcanons if y’all want them. Send in requests all you like. I’m also working on lots of requests too. Tysm (:

Oh and if you want NSFW headcanons then just lmk!

• Draco isn’t good with his words, he can’t ever express how he is feeling and so sometimes it seems as if he doesn’t love you and it frightens you but he always reassures you by putting love letters underneath your pillow in the mornings whilst you’re asleep as he knows it’ll always put a smile on your face.

• he isn’t big on physical touch but as soon as you’re both out in public he becomes completely attached to you, hand around your waist, shoulders, resting against you, holding your hand- anything and everything because he wants everyone and anyone to know that you are his.

• gets you a snake pendant and also lets you wear his ring to feel closer to him. But if you’re in another house other than Slytherin he’d get you a necklace with your houses animal on it.

• always ruffles your hair to annoy you, and you ruffle his back but he loves it.

• when he gets the dark mark you’re the first person he tells and first person he goes to- seeking comfort from you as he’s utterly terrified.

• he isn’t good with homework, he doesn’t like it one bit, but he’ll always help you out with your homework even if he ultimately fails.

• constant kisses on the cheek and forehead.

•he likes to trail his fingertip over your skin and watch how you smile, sometimes you trail against his lips and he playfully pretends to bite your finger. He allows you to see another side to him.

• always there to support you no matter what.

• sometimes he’s very defiant and agitated and even you can’t calm him down and he says things he doesn’t intend on saying/ things he didn’t mean to say and he apologises every time with a trip to hogsmeade to get some butter beer

• if someone ever hurts your feelings he’s immediately in their face making them regret hurting you.

• loves to skip classes with you

• holds hands with you constantly.

• he can’t ever take his eyes off of you, always admiring you. Always. You mean a lot to him in many many ways and the best way I can describe it is if you’ve seen the movie inside out and the emotions and those islands that have core memories stored inside of them… yeah… well you have an island in Dracos core memories. You’re ultimately his safe place<3

• he loves that you know him well, you know when he’s unhappy like he knows when you’re unhappy. But you always press him to tell you what’s the matter and he ultimately opens up.

• very very cuddly. His hair is fluffy and soft

• one of his favourite things to do with you is stargaze in the astronomy tower. He often takes you on dates up there so the two of you don’t get disturbed.

• when kissing you he holds your jaw with one hand yet his touch is oh so tender and gentle as if frightened he was going to break you.

[tomscocksleeve]

Hold me… please

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Female Reader x Georg Listing

Comfort story

Tw: Daddy issues, dark topics?

REQUESTED

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Growing up you always had issues with your father. He would constantly scream at you and then be nice right after and it had always conflicted you. He even hit you a few times and would apologize and be nice after. It caused a drift in the family as well. Your mother wouldn’t do anything to stop it, but she did care about you.

You recently turned 18 and you were walking down the streets of Berlin when you saw one of the Tokio Hotel band members Georg Listing. Your eyes lit up. He was celebrating his birthday, he had just turned 24 and you wanted a picture or a hug or anything really, but you were hesitant since maybe he wanted to be left alone. In your mind you just said fuck it and walked over nervously. When he saw you he gave a soft smile and shook your hand, you couldn’t help but smile back. “You must be a fan right?” You nodded. And his smile just grew bigger and you could still feel his hand on yours and you turned pink. “Hey? Do you wanna join me for some coffee? My friends are running a bit late” you smiled and nod and he grabbed your hand walking you into the coffee shop.

Timeskip-After the coffee shop

You were walking with him down this little path and he noticed a bruise on your arm and he pointed it out. “That bruise.. what happened?” You felt like your heart was just ripped out of your body and you didn’t respond. He then lightly grabbed your chin making you look up at him. “What happened.” He said more sternly. You gave in telling him everything with your family and you cried. It caught him off guard with the tears but he pulled you into a hug and held your head massaging your cheek with his thumb. He placed a little kiss on your head before speaking. “Hey I’m proud of you alright? If my girlfriend would let me I’d adopt you..” you felt like shaking and you just stayed in his arms. The gentleness and the warmth is what you needed. You eventually calmed down and looked up at him. “Thank you.. for everything” you said with the tear marks all on your face. He chuckled and wiped them away before kissing a gentle kiss on your head again. “You know maybe I could really convince my girlfriend to adopt you” he chuckled. He wanted nothing more than to be the replacement of a father you didn’t have. You chuckled too.

After a while you had to go back home and all you could think about was your encounter with Georg you felt so special and loved.

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I hope the story was okay, it was definitely short but with the person who requested this @banshailey I wanted to do an age gaped comfort and I wasn’t sure if I should’ve added more romance or any smut but I decided not to since I wanted to focus on the actual comfort aspect.

Anyways.. sorry if its not my best and if there’s any requests always ask!

[axuleyes]

“Unexpected Alliances”.

HII I’m Azul I really hope you enjoy this it’s been awhile since I wrote so yeah please enjoy!

ALSO to know more about what I do dm me to join the discord server!

~🍷

The grandeur of the Phantomhive Manor was nothing short of breathtaking. The polished floors glistened beneath chandeliers that cast a soft, warm glow. Within this opulent setting, the crimson-clad Grim Reaper, Grell Sutcliff, found herself in familiar territory.

~jadesspell

Ciel Phantomhive’s mansion had been known to her for some time, but today marked a peculiar occasion. She had been summoned here on matters that piqued her curiosity—tasks that had nothing to do with reaping souls.

~jadesspell

Grell’s fiery hair contrasted starkly with the refined surroundings as she strolled through the elegant corridors. Her intent gaze wandered until it fell upon a young maid going about her duties.

~jadesspell

Y/n, the dedicated maid in Ciel’s service, moved gracefully, ensuring every piece of fine china was placed just so. Your presence did not go unnoticed by Grell, who saw more than just another servant in you.

~jadesspell

As Grell approached, your eyes briefly met, sparking a connection that neither could explain. It was as if the threads of fate had woven an unexpected bond between the Reaper and the maid. Time seemed to slow as they exchanged introductions.

~jadesspell

Grell’s smile was as flamboyant as her appearance, and she held out a gloved hand. “Grell Sutcliff, at your service, my dear. And who might you be?”

~jadesspell

You hesitated for a moment, then replied, “I’m [Y/n], a maid in Master Phantomhive’s employ.”

~jadesspell

She took your hand, pressing a delicate kiss to your knuckles. “Ah, [Y/n], such a lovely name for a lovely lady. I must say, this place is truly magnificent, but it’s missing a dash of vibrant crimson, don’t you think?”

~jadesspell

A faint blush dusted your cheeks as you chuckled at Grell’s theatrics. “It’s not often we receive visitors with such a… unique fashion sense.”

~jadesspell

Grell’s laughter echoed through the corridor, drawing curious glances from nearby staff. “Ah, my dear [Y/n], you have a delightful sense of humor! I believe this mansion could use a bit of my personal touch.”

~jadesspell

Little did you both know that this chance meeting would set in motion a series of events that would forever alter your destinies. The Phantomhive Manor held secrets beyond imagination, and together, you and Grell were about to embark on an extraordinary journey, one filled with danger, intrigue, and the most unexpected of alliances.

(This is my first fanfic in a while please don’t judge to much 💗)

[quivntana]

HIIII so ik ive restarted my page basically to post glee stuff and things from other fandoms, WHICH I WILL BE MAKING A POST ABOUT IN THE FUTURE !! but i wanted to announce that ill also be posting some short stories i write :3 this is a little old story but ill post it here like its new; go along with it 😭 ITS CALLED:

“Happy Four Years, Dork..”

It was a rather clear Saturday afternoon. Clouds parading the sky. Sun shining down on all the little people down below. There was a slight breeze causing the grass and trees to sway. The girls had been driving for a while. Quinn had a blindfold covering her eyes. Her hand holding Tanas in a nervous but excited state. She hummed in joy before she continued to try and ask for hints. “C'mon tell mee, i want to make sure you’re not about to ditch me somewhere in the desert.” Quinn would joke. Santana's eyebrows furrowed as she kept her eyes on the road. “Believe me I would never do that. Now quit trying to interrogate me here. I'm trying to drive.” Santana would announce in a teasing tone. Quinn huffed as that was her last attempt at trying to get the secret plan out of Santana.

Santana had planned this whole day out since it was their four year anniversary that day. Santana had gotten the blonde girl a gift as soon as she had woken up. Quinn had an idea on how to spend their day but Santana took care of that. She had planned a beautiful picnic at Quinn's favorite park. The park was filled with nature and was always kept clean. It was like a movie scene during the afternoons, which was why she was trying to get there as soon as she could. A mutual friend (Kurt) Had helped Santana set everything up without Quinn knowing. He helped plan the food, scenery, even a small guitarist who was going to sing her favorite song. Of course Santana was appreciative of Kurt for this. It probably wouldn't have gone well if she had planned it all by herself. It would’ve probably been a disaster. Luckily, the girls had finally made it to the park; barely anyone there. Santana excitedly parked before she spoke up. “Okay Q, we’re here .. now you sit tight for a second while i come help you out.” She’d say with a smile.

Quinn would nod eagerly though she couldn't see shit. Laughing at herself she sat in the car as she heard Santana exit. To be fair this was quite nerve wracking for Quinn. There was no need to be nervous since it was Tana, the girl who's been with her through thick and thin, the one who's dealt with her for four whole damn years as girlfriends. They had been dealing with each other for much longer .. since kindergarten. These two girls have been there for each other since day one. Quinn couldn't have asked for a better partner in crime. Santana quickly snapped Quinn out of her thoughts as the door opened. “It's just me..” Santana would announce in case the blonde girl threw some punches. Tana then gently held Quinns hands helping her out of the car. She watched as a smile quickly formed onto her face. Santana practically just fell in love all over again. She laughed silently before they finally made it to the spot.

Santana hummed in excitement. “Okay, let me help you with this..” Santana would say in a softer tone untying the blindfold and slipping it away from Quinn's eyes. She peaked over the girl's shoulder to see her reaction. Quinn's eyes widened, her jaw falling agape slightly. A small sniffle was heard before Quinn turned towards Tana. Santana stood there with her head tilted slightly and a warm smile on her face. “Happy four years dork..” Santana said with a soft teasing tone. Quinn, who was practically crying, threw herself into Santana's arms for a tight hug.. Some tears of happiness flowed down her cheeks. Quinn laughed aloud. “Thank you Santana.” was all she could say at that moment. She was so filled with joy. The pair stood there for a moment in each other's embrace with smiles from each one. Santana was glad Quinn liked the surprise, she was happy how it turned out.

After that moment, Quinn finally let go from the tight embrace turning back to see the beautiful scenery in front of her. Quinn had wiped her tears with one hand, and the other was interlocked with Santanas. The two walked towards the picnic mat that was on the grass. A basket with some of Quinn's favorite snacks was set on top with some roses. The two sat down on the picnic mat still holding each other’s hands. Quinn had let go for a moment unpacking the basket with a small laugh. “You even got my weird snacks in here.” Quinn would say sniffling with a smile. Quinn had a few “weird snacks” as Santana would call them. Santana would refuse to eat them but she kept note of them which came in handy for today. As the blonde girl continued to unpack Santana would just observe with hearts practically forming in her eyes. She heard a soft laugh which snapped her out of it. “Quit staring ..” Quinn had said with a small huff.

Santana smiled at her. “Whaat, I'm not staring ..” She replied. Her cheeks turned pink in embarrassment from being caught. Quinn would laugh, shaking her head. “Yeah sure you weren't.” She replied. “What else do you have planned for today, creeper.” She would ask, causing Santana to laugh afterwards. “Hey, I'm not going to spoil the surprise.” Santana would say, causing Quinn to roll her eyes playfully. The two finally dug into the food, Quinn forcing Santana to at least try her weird food combos. Surprisingly she had liked one or two. Both girls had spent some time talking, and snacking. Quinn laughed loudly a few times. It was as if the two were the only ones. The only ones in the world. Everything and everyone around them seemed to disappear. It was always like that whenever the girls were doing something together. They liked it that way anyway.

As the girls continued to act like lovebirds they had made it to the ice cream part of the basket. Two pints, one strawberry and one vanilla; Quinn quickly grabbed the strawberry pint with a smile. “Ohh my godd i haven't eaten strawberry ice cream in soo long!” She exaggerated. “You literally ate it last weekend.” Santana spoke up teasingly. Quinn pushed her arm playfully. “Whatever..” She replied in the same tone. Quinn opened up the pint and took a spoonful quickly. Her shoulders melted showing how good the ice cream tasted. Santana would just laugh seeing the girl's reaction. Not shortly after, a boy had walked up with a guitar and a small box in his back pocket. He had looked at Santana first, nodding his head as if he was waiting for Santana to signal back. Quinn had looked between both of them with a confused look before Santana gave the same head nod.

The boy quickly sat down in front of them on the grass, trying not to invade. He took a big inhale before his fingers started to strum the guitar. The tune was Quinn's favorite song, “My love Mine all Mine” by Mitski. Though the song was mainly played on the piano and drums; Santana had forced the boy to make it work with his guitar. As the boy continued to strum, Santana had begun to sing along; though it had been a while she had tried her best. Quinn had always loved listening to Santana sing so this was the cherry on top. As the two continued with the song, Quinn had brought her knees up to her chest, observing the raven haired girl with hearts forming in her eyes. (cartoon style) As Santana continued the song she couldn't help but turn red at the hazel eyes that were on her. Suddenly she felt a few more eyes on her. When she had finished the song and finally was brought back to reality, she looked around to see people from afar watching and clapping.

The boy who had been playing the guitar had also begun clapping. Santana shyly smiled in gratitude at everyones clapping and cheering. When the crowd had left, Quinn seemed to be star struck. Quinn quickly spoke up. “You sound perfect every time.” She would say taking Santana's hands again. The boy who had played the guitar cleared his throat before taking the box out of his pocket and handing it to Quinn. He smiled at the pair before leaving. “I had forgotten I told him to do that.” Satnata spoke up with a laugh. Quinn shook her head with the box in her hands. She shook the small box with a smile. “I wonder what this could be~” Quinn teased before opening the box to reveal a ring, with an S on it. Quinn's eyes quickly widened before looking up at Santana who had her eyebrows furrowed. Santana was nervous about the blonde's reaction.

“Tana.. what?” Quinn said with an awkward laugh before Santana shook her head. “Don't worry I know what you might be thinking, this isn't an engagement ring.” She had reassured her. Quinn was still confused but calmed down. Santana nervously took the ring in her hands before showing Quinn her hand. The raven haired girl's hand had a ring just like that one with a Q on it. “It is a ring though .. a promise ring.” Santana began, Quinn looking up at her with her eyes widened. “Quinn , these four years together have been amazing , perfect even.” Santana said, looking down at her hands nervously. “You make everyday feel like a movie; whether we’re on the couch watching Jersey Shore together or on a date just talking .. it's always perfect.” She said, causing Quinn's eyes to start to water.

“I got us matching promise rings to show that I promise to continue loving you. I promise to love you till our wedding day. And yes I have that planned too.” Santana said, adding the last part with a laugh. She had begun to choke up, causing her voice to break a few times. “I thought today was the perfect day to do this because you know i suck at doing relationship things. Will you accept the ring?” Santana said Quinn had been looking at her with a soft expression letting her tears flow silently. “Oh tana..” Was all Quinn could say. She smiled nodding before leaning in for a quick kiss. Tears and all. After Santana had helped Quinn put on the ring, both girls had been silent, not an awkward silent but a comfortable one. After everything they just needed to soak it all up. Whipping away the tears that had been shed during their intimate moment.

As the silence carried it was sundown already, it didn't feel like long but the girls quickly ditched the picnic mat to go walk around. They were hand in hand going down a slim, rocky path. Santana had been collecting the flowers that they passed to form a small bouquet. Quinn was in her own world, her hand grazing the long grass that they passed. When the bouquet was big enough Tana decided to give it to her. “Psst.” She said, “Look at what I made.” She added with a soft tone handing the blonde girl the flowers. Quinn’s expression softened. “Awe T.” She said with a warm smile taking the bouquet in her hands and smelling them before looking back at the raven haired girl beside her. “I love them .. thank you.” She said as they continued to walk. “I hoped you liked today .. I know you had plans and I felt terrible for making you ignore them.” Santana began, her expression soft.

Quinn shook her head. “It was no issue my love, I'm glad I canceled them for this.” She said with another warm smile. “Today couldn't have been more perfect.” She added. Santana smirked. “I dunno about that~” She teased as Santana stopped in her tracks. “Hm?” Quinn hummed. Santana pushed through some tall grass and trees before they made it out to a lake where the sunset had been reflecting onto. The orange and pink colors from the sky colored the water beautifully. As the sun was setting, bird chirping could be heard faintly. This moment calmed the pair. “I spoke too soon.” Quinn would say lowly, whispering almost. The blonde had rested her head onto the raven haired girl's shoulder as they were tangled together watching the sun set. You could hear all of nature's noises. They spent that moment watching the sun settle, as it did Santana led the way back towards the path making sure her girlfriend wasn't bitten by anything.

She’d probably fight the bug that bit her. They continued the path back towards their spot before they were met with fireflies. Quinn had quickly gone to go catch them only catching two before the rest flew off. She held them cupped in her hand before showing Santana. Santana peaked into her hands watching them turn on and off crawling all over the girl's hand. “Ew , what do they feel like?” She asked, only because she's never held an insect in her life because those r gross, ew. “I don't even notice them honestly.” The blonde replied. Santana raised an eyebrow. Quinn began to speak. “I hold them every chance I get, do you wanna hold one?” She asked, continuing to keep her hands closed. Santana was hesitant but nodded.

Quinn opened her hands and let the two fireflies crawl onto her hand. Santana quickly began. “Nope nope nope take your creatures back.” She said trying to keep her calm in case they bit her. Which they weren't going to .. I doubt they would bite. Quinn laughed, taking the bugs back quickly letting them fly out of her hand. She shook her head at Santana's reaction. “You are such a baby Tana, they weren't going to do you any harm .. I wouldn't let that happen.” Quinn stated, taking the girl's hand into hers. Santana shook off her disgusted feeling from the bugs and shook her head. “Never again blondie.” She stated as they finally made it back to the main area of the park.

They collected their belongings and threw away their trash. Santana was going to let Kurt deal with it or let some homeless man take it. Quinn obviously didn't let that happen and made Santana get everything and pack it into the car. The trunk was packed with the basket and mat. On the ride home the two were still hand in hand. Quinn made herself comfortable on the arm rest laying on her own arm but keeping Tanas hand in front. She knew if she slept on Tanas arm while they drove it would be a disaster cause she can't multitask for shit. While Quinn slept, Santana had peeked down watching her snore quietly. Quinn denied every snoring accusation Santana threw her way because she thought that was an ick but honestly; Santana found it cute.

It wasn't the loud obnoxious snoring, it was the silent but noticeable snoring. It was Santana's favorite thing about the blonde girl. On the drive, Santana was stopped at a red light that was taking longer than usual to turn green. She found the opportunity to make sure the girl wasn't cold. Covering her with a spare jacket she had in the back seat. Once Quinn was covered Santana kissed the blonde's temple and whispered. “I love you.” which was something she usually didn't say..

[natsuki-bakery]

˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ Agere One-shot !໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳

Hi! Could you write an agere hetalia oneshot with regressor sweden and cg denmark or Norway? Or headcanons,whichever is easier!

After their playful escapade, they returned home, their cheeks rosy and noses tingling from the cold. Denmark brewed a pot of hot cocoa, the rich aroma filling the cozy kitchen as they snuggled up by the fire. With mugs of steaming cocoa in hand, they shared stories and laughter, reveling in the warmth of each other's company. Denmark couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him as he watched his beloved snöflinga's eyes light up with delight at the simple pleasure of sipping hot cocoa by the fire.

As they sat together, wrapped in blankets and surrounded by the comforting glow of the fire, Denmark held his mug and smiled warmly at Sweden. "Here you go, my sweet little snöflinga," he said, handing Sweden a mug of hot cocoa. Sweden's heart fluttered at the endearment, feeling a surge of warmth spread through him at Denmark's affectionate words.

Taking a sip of his own cocoa, Denmark couldn't resist showering Sweden with more petnames. "You're like my own little cinnamon bun, all warm and sweet," he chuckled, his eyes twinkling with fondness as he watched Sweden's cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and joy.

Sweden's heart swelled with love at Denmark's words, feeling cherished and adored in his caregiver's presence. With a shy smile, he leaned against Denmark's side, relishing in the comfort of their cozy evening together. As they enjoyed their hot cocoa and each other's company, Sweden knew that there was nowhere else he'd rather be than right here, wrapped up in the warmth of Denmark's love.

•Sfw interactions only | read my dni before interacting my blog

•Don't repost and claim as yours ! Reblogs are okay but not reposts !

[hellodragonkit]

Beetlejuice Fanfic

New Chapter posted. (apologies if you have already seen this, i figured one basic post i can reblog each time i post a new chapter with a hash tag of what chapter would be cleaner then a chain of reblogs with updates on it.)

its my version of a head cannon of what happens after the movie and before the cartoon.

Please know i do use a mix of the Beetlejuice Media mainly movie and cartoon info, with musical flair sprinkled here and there. I will say there are some slight deviations from the works, like instead of Lydia’s dad reading the living and dead handbook, i have that he read the handbook from the recently deceit.  The family and Mitlands have to deal with what they did in the first movie from letting Beetlejuice out, to allowing “Breathers” to read the book and be exposed to the afterlife with proof of its existence. Not to mention Lydia who had let Beetle out and had agreed to marry him.

Feel free to let me know what you think, what your favorite parts are, or what theories you have about Beetlejuice. https://archiveofourown.org/works/43510143/chapters/109745685

[femboywolfox]

hybrids, a fallout story. pt:1

it has been 20 years ever since the brotherhood of steel, marched across the commonwealth with their war-bot "liberty prime", vertibirds flew overhead as they fired upon the forces of the institute, the secret organization's shrouded curtain of mystery was finally pulled away revealing the monster behind, after the institutes destruction few remaining scientists banned together to continue their vile research, now focusing on more "animalistic" combat units rather than just synths...

at least that's the stories you remember hearing, as you wander through the ruins of a long forgotten town, finding pieces of scrap to salvage and a few boxes of cram in an old fridge, you found it to be mostly empty. the quiet had an unsettling atmosphere to it, but you simply shrug it off, since everywhere that wasn't a bustling settlement was unsettling and quiet. as you wander around you hear the sound of footsteps, and something scratching at the ground, you slowly turn a corner to be met with the mussel of some wolf-like deathclaw creature, you immediately freeze up, your hands shake as you put them up before slowly backing away, the beast slowly rises up onto its hind-legs as it tilts it head to your behavior. once you were a good 6-7 feet away you turn around and sprint as fast as your legs could take you, after a few seconds of running you're suddenly pushed onto the ground and pinned by a large claw, you shake in fear as you curl up bracing for the fatal blow deathclaws were given their name for. but instead you feel a light nudge against your shoulder. looking up you see the creature's tail was waving slowly, as if it was a large dog. unsure of what to do you remain still as it uses its mussel to roll you onto your back to nudge your chest and stomach. eventually it stops and walks away, either bored from the lack of a chase, or it was simply checking you for injury, the idea made you question what the hell was in your breakfast. you decide to mark the location on your map to come back later, before you make the long trek back to diamond city, after passing through the gate into the settlement you see a familiar face, "hey y/n" a young woman in a red trench coat waves over to you. "hey piper, hows it been?", piper shrugs "about as good as it can be", you nod in agreement. "piper i saw something today, and i rlly need to talk to nate" piper shoots you a look, "y/n you know nate has alot to worry about, he has the minute men to lead, and his duties in the brotherhood, he cant be bothered by some strange rock you found" you shake your head in frustration, "its more than that, i think i found the institutes newest weapon." her eyes widened before she waves you to follow her inside.

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hope everyone likes this and if you wanna suggest what happens next im always ready to hear, this was rlly fun to write and im excited to do more ^^

[shamerli]

heeeey.....

[fayzart136]

Freaks playing a visual novel: omg i know exactly which classical painting this reminds me off. It's me, I'm freaks. (Slay the Princess is SO GOOD i highly encourage people to play it. The THEMES.)

[colourstreakgryffin]

Teen!Reader finding Alastor all beaten and bruised after the finale and getting worried, insisting in patching him up, etc, while Alastor during the entire time is having a moment of realization like "oh, this kid ACTUALLY cares about me"

(This is platonic obviously, reader sees him like a weird older brother/father figure and looks up to him idk)

I love it. Simple, enjoyable and to be honest, we’ll just pretend Alastor had his sick solo in the finale before we showed up and I suppose Al will be quite unhinged and aggressive in this state so goddamn. Also, my second time writing about the finale

Platonic! Alastor- Reaching Out

“You son of a bitch, I am trying to help you!” You growl out, now half-wrestling with the Radio Demon himself, after his lose battle against Adam. Whilst Adam has been finally defeated at Lucifer’s hand then killed at Niffty’s knife. It’s clear as crystal that Alastor isn’t taking his own defeat well at all. He’s aggressive, completely lost his usual charismatic, well-mannered demeanour, he’s breaking down and barking at you to back off as you’re still trying to pry his own hands off the visible red bleeding wound over his chest

You’ve found this retreating deer out of pure luck and now, you’re acting on your compassion for him to try make the process of healing less painful for him

You’re the only Hazbin Hotel staff member that actually treated Alastor more than an annoyance standing there. He isn’t the best guy at there, never. No, but he isn’t as bad as Vaggie or Husk claim he is. However, right now, he’s boiling your blood with how much he is refusing to let you even touch him, despite the fact he needs to be patched up. He’s low on power, his cane is snapped in half, he’s limited and requires help

“I don’t need your help, Leitora!” Alastor barks back in possibly the most unhinged way you’ve ever seen, basically backing into a wall. He can’t even notice how worried you actually are, how you’re getting frustrated because you’re worried and you’re the only one who has been looking for and have found Alastor whilst everybody else is celebrating the victory over Adam. You’re the one looking for and now looking out for the man you actually find quite nice. He isn’t as patronising to you, for whatever reason, Alastor’s decent and it’s almost like he wants to be some type of figure in your life with how he behaves

“Stay still before you bleed yourself to unconsciousness, you narcissistic edible piece of shit!” You only say this so cruelly, sharp and half loud as to put Alastor into his place, prove to him you’re not backing down whilst you finally win the half wrestling session you have with the weakened and distressed Overlord, already beginning to check around for the entire length of the wound and use what little excess fabric your current clothing has to make a makeshift bandage for this wound

This is surprising, you’re possibly two times his age. A teenager, if not 15-16 at the oldest upon your human death and you’re acting more mature than the biologically 34 year old. Alastor just stayed quiet, tall fluffy deer-like ears still pinned back and suffering through the intense pain. He wouldn’t admit that he is quite grateful that somebody is around but at the same time, he doesn’t want to get attached to any soul

It took him a proper glance at the cute young sinner he found it fun to playfully tease, mock and behave like a clingy overprotective big brother to piss off, that they genuinely care for him. That they aren’t lying or pretending as to get something out of him like he suspects everybody in the Hotel, including Charlie, is

This is so much different than he suspected, he was believing he’d be going back to his radio tower to vent out his rage at being smacked in the face of such a pathetic opponent

Ending up being the pathetic opponent. He hates showing his weakness and he can barely keep himself from snapping but he also can feel his racking nerves ease up a bit at this strong, confident yet sweet and compassionate kid trying to take care of him when they have no actual requirement to do so

Alastor takes a few more seconds to think and speak, not even realising he was sat down by you as he was thinking frantically about how his own mischievous and mocking behaviour as some type of surrogate brother for you was more than just something down to see your reactions for his own amusement, he does feel some type of family-based affections for you

Now, that affection has been bumped up even more. He definitely owns you a lot for caring about him like some surrogate little sibling when all he does for you is annoy you. He doesn’t even know that you actually look up to him like some type of family figure… so, the familiar feelings are mutual

“Fuck… can you just be careful with the coat? This is my treasure”

(A/N: Real quick. Leitora means ‘Reader’ in Portuguese, this’ll be our name for any none anime posts. There’s two versions; Leitora as the feminine version and Leitor as the masculine version. You can use either for us! I got this from Google Translate)

[alwaysribbit]

tea time game <3

[coffehbeans]

Another g/t trope that I love but as a dialogue prompt

Giant: "You're scared of me."

Tiny: "...I don't want to be."

[motionpicturessoundtrack]

midwestern horror stories

on the left, dakota (vocals/guitar), and on the right, jasper (drums/percussion)

[lavenderplushie]

october 1st picnic for my baby bats! what did you choose? 🖤🦇✨

[kix-mm]

You know that polyamory is immoral, right?

What do you mean it's immoral? They love each other, there's no need to have some stupid love triangle if they all 3 love each other 🤨

*smh*

Anyway ✨