#strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde x reader

[fenris-wolff]

Hey!! I got so excited when I saw that you wrote for Jekyll and Hyde, especially the original book iteration! :]

I wanted to see if i could request Jekyll/Hyde x reader content? (Literally anything. I’m so desperate for more stuff of them ;-; )

Absolutely! here's an idea that's floated around my head for a while and just never had a reason to write!

Unconditionally

Pairing: Book!Henry Jekyll x Wife!Reader (mentions of possible Book!Edward Hyde x reader)

Word Count: 586

Summary: Doctor Henry Jekyll had been shutting himself off from his wife, hiding away in his lab. Finally getting sick of it, she goes into his lab despite his protests, and discovers the true nature of her dear husband's friend, Mr. Edward Hyde.

Warnings: First person POV, mentions of mild violence (book canon altercations), Hyde, Dr. Jekyll stresses out his wife, breaking and entering Henry's lab

He'd locked himself away again. He'd been doing it for weeks, hiding in his lab with the promise that his friend Mr. Hyde would be stopping by, and to make sure I steer clear of him while he ambles about his business.

I didn't like that Henry spent so much time around such violent company. I had heard that he'd murdered one of the Prime Ministers, but the authorities weren't quite sure if they could trust the word of the maid.

It had been six hours since Henry locked himself away, and I was getting sick of it, so I made my way to his lab. he'd always told me to keep away, that the things inside of it were dangerous, but I knocked anyway.

"Poole?" my husband's voice came from behind the door.

"It's me, Dear," I rattled the door handle. "May I come in?"

"No," he sounded panicked.

"Love, open the door," I called again, "I'm worried about you."

"There's nothing to worry about," I heard a crash from inside.

"Love?" I searched around our yard frantically for something to open the door with. I had found a large stone, and began to try and break the door handle. Once the door handle fell off, I pushed open the door.

"Henry!" I called out as I kneeled next to his form. He writhed in pain next to me, as i watched him shrink as if by magic.

"Please, Love," his voice had changed, and he refused to look at me, "go. My experiment failed. I tried to separate good and evil, but I only amplified my intrusive thoughts-"

He groaned and I placed a hand on his back.

"Love-" I was cut off when he lifted his head, and I saw Mr. Hyde's face staring back.

"I can't control my urges, I can't control the changes anymore," he pleaded.

"Oh, Henry," I sat back on my heels.

"I gave him a fake identity so I wouldn't have to be known as this," he shook his head, "forgive me, forget this."

"Oh my love," I reached for his cheek, now younger than either of us had been for many years.

"Please," he groaned again, and against my better judgment, I left the lab.

Hours passed before henry returned to our room. I placed my book on the bedside table and stood to meet him. I cupped his cheeks, now as old as he really was, and I brushed some gray strands of hair out of his eyes.

"Darling," I whispered.

"Please," he tried to stop me from talking.

"No," I cut him off, "you need to hear this. I've thought about it. We have been married for near twenty years now, and you have never given me reason to doubt your judgment."

"Love-"

"I'm not done," I shook my head, "you are my husband. My other half, and I vowed twenty years ago to love every side of you. And due to Edward Hyde being a part of you..."

"He is a fake name I created for my urges-"

"And that's fine," I pulled him into a hug. "I love you, and he is still you. I vowed that much, and I have never broken a promise over the past twenty years, have I?"

"No, I suppose you haven't..."

For the first time in many nights, I slept in my husband's embrace without fear that I'd wake and he'd be gone off to his lab. Although, i supposed we'd have to replace the door handle.

[spaceagebachelormann]

hellloooo :D

feel free to cut out any characters if u want! (theres a lot lol) but i was wondering if u could do some characters with an ftm reader? romantic or platonic is fine!

i was thinking specifically dracula, van helsing, viktor and adam frankenstein, dr jekyll and mr hyde, erik destler, meg and carlotta?

again, no pressure and take as long as u want!

☆ — classic lit characters with someone who’s ftm

✧ masterlist — navigation

✧ carmillas notes — wrote this as like coming out to them!!sorry this request took forever anyway i included all the characters but if they’re ooc i apologize, i also apologize for how badly written this prob is because i’m afab ALSO none of them are explicitly romantic or platonic so take it as u wish. also renfield mention because he’s my MAN 💜 also i ran out of motivation half way through i apologize

✧ warnings — MIGHT be inaccurate

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ count dracula

realistically he’d probably be very very confused but we’re gonna go off what i think!

i think at the end of the day he could honestly care less

in his eyes, it’s not his problem

you could sit there and tell him how you’re feeling, what being trans means, all of it, and he’d just sit there and twiddle his thumbs

“…okay.” and then y’all go on with the day

he ends up mentioning it to renfield for some reason who actually understands and gives him a good description of it (renfields cool he’d be super supportive btw)

then dracula is like “ohhhh”

he sits you down later that day and asks questions and he’s not outwardly supportive but also not outwardly bad? he just doesn’t really care

occasionally you’ll just find random masc clothes in your room or laundry after that

he’s not. the greatest but he definitely tries his best with the pronouns and gets livid if someone messes them up, even by accident

(only he’s allowed to mix them up and he apologizes and uses the correct ones after)

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ abraham van helsing

he’s fascinated honestly

outwardly more supportive than dracula, already kind of gets it and doesn’t ask as many questions unless he feels they’re necessary

he’s like “wait here” after a couple of moments and comes back a bit later holding some of his old clothes he doesn’t wear anymore and lets you keep them

he’s another one who would kind of struggle with the pronouns but for the most part he gets the hang of it pretty quickly

if he or someone else uses the wrong pronouns he’s very polite with correcting himself or someone else

wouldn’t yell but would definitely have a TALK with anyone who still uses she/her

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ victor frankenstein

he’d be very fascinated and have a lot of questions

he’s kind of asking them repeatedly but it’s just because he wants to understand. it’s also because he’s like entranced and wants to know more

also he’s a surgeon. he could give you free top/bottom surgery but also maybe you shouldn’t trust him that much considering his earlier experiments

for some reason his brain is used to it instantly and he always uses the correct masc pronouns for you and it someone uses the wrong ones he emphasizes the pronoun until they get it

overall he could genuinely care less, the concept of ftm had him interested and that’s the only thing he cared about (getting information)

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ henry jekyll

he’d be very confused. but not necessarily mean

you kind of just need to keep explaining it to him every time he messes up and then after a while he’s like “ohhhh”

it’s not his fault he’s just not used it

he would also be perfectly fine with it once he’s doing asking his questions, in his words “it’s perfectly normal to want to be your true self” (he’d know)

would probably like. tailor some of your clothes himself or pay someone to do it so they’re more masculine presenting or would straight up just get you new ones

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ edward hyde

his reaction is essentially “okay??” because he has no idea what this has to do with him

he’s cares less than everyone else. realistically he’d misgender you and then go on like nothing happened but the next time he uses a pronoun it’s likely masculine. he kind of just accidentally switches between them

he’s trying (he’s not)

he doesn’t treat you any different because he hates everyone equally, so he’ll still torment you and then drag you off to go rob a stand or something

he doesn’t have the best memory for the right pronoun, but he’s not transphobic. he just doesn’t care

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ erik destler

very similar to hyde, wouldn’t care

however, he actually does try to look out for how he refers to you and if he messes up he’ll kinda just stand there like 😨 for a moment before he corrects himself

tbh i feel like if you have longer hair he’d cut it for you himself because he’s very talented with his hands

would also let you borrow a lot of his clothes and gives you money to buy new ones, but will not be getting you them himself (unless he asked madame giry) because he does not leave that cellar

over all very supportive!! is actually very sweet about the whole thing (considering if you trust him enough to come out as ftm ur probably close w him)

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ meg giry

essentially she’s screaming I KNEW IT in your face

then goes on a long rant about how she knew and every little thing you’ve ever done that she thought was even slightly suspicious

overall she’s also very sweet and will give people the thousand yard stare if they misgender you (she’s very good with pronouns)

knows all kinds of ways to present more masculine because of her role in the opera house and helps you with those

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ carlotta giudicelli

at first she’s like okay…. what

one of the ones that needs it explained to her in full detail

because she’s a diva she will 100% be yelling at people for you because she does not support rude behaviour from anyone except herself

would also wanna pick out your clothes for you and do your hair for you herself, because she’d be very good with fashion and clothing i feel

lowkey she’s like look at my MALE FRIEND who’s a MALE and is a MAN but it’s more so to keep herself in check because she’s genuinely worried about messing up

[berriepie]

hiii!!! i'm the same person who sent the ask regarding jekyll and i LOVED it! im honored to be the first asker and i might fill more - so if it's alright, may i request jekyll and/or hyde with an innocent yet motherly!darling who worries for their wellbeing, even going as far as gently scolding them and making them feel relaxed every once in a while.

take your time and take care!! xoxo

╭ . . . 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 ੭

𝐃𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋 / 𝐌𝐑. 𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ♰ ৎ﹕𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯 (𝘩𝘤𝘴)

YAYYY ANOTHER JEKYLL & HYDE REQUEST, I'm honestly in love with the book and game so I'm sooooo happy you came and requested more!! :D I hope you like this

𝘩𝘤𝘴 ~ 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋

✧⠀⨾ Despite never saying it, Jekyll adores you and values you a lot- like more than he cares for Utterson and Lanyon- and thats saying a lot since he knows the two very close

✧⠀⨾ he loves it whenever you visit, because you take the time out of your day to make sure he is doing well, even helping the servants make some tea for him and clean up a bit after- for some reason Jekyll loves your tea more than anyone else's, you make it so perfectly

✧⠀⨾ he also tends to try and not cause as many mistakes as he usually would while you're there- whether it be via experiments that he maybe burnt himself with or just casually bumping into things, you'll always be at his side right after and be scolding him while patching him up as well

Currently, you were sitting by the side of Jekyll- who has managed to mix up the wrong amount of chemicals needed for one of his recent experiments which caused it to overflow and accidently got on his hand- which burned... a lot. ❝ how could you be so careless Jekyll? look you've hurt yourself again.... Please be more careful around your chemicals, you know first hand how dangerous they can be! ❞ you patched Jekyll's hand up, holding with with delicacy which made it seem as if he'd break if you were careful enough which was true to an extent, Jekyll was feeling weaker lately- he's been more careless with himself and how he acted leading to this mess. However, he couldn't help himself from smiling at you with a fondness- you were always there for him, out of the kindness of your heart and that made him adore you more than anyone else could. You were truly a miracle to him

✧⠀⨾ Jekyll doesnt understand how he managed to meet you and befriend you, but he thanks god everyday for it.

✧⠀⨾ As a thank you, he always buys you gifts that he knows will make you overjoyed, he pays attention to what you like and dont like so when it comes to thank you's, you're never disappointed or sad

✧⠀⨾ All of his servants, cooks and Poole love you since you're sort of keeping their master together while also keeping them happy- whenever you visit they're always chatting with you about anything but this isnt about them

✧⠀⨾ Jekyll find your innocence adorable, and questions on if you are the completely moral person you make yourself out to be- or do you also indulge in your vices? do you have your own Hyde? though he'll never ask, no never, he just loves this perfect image of you- sweet moral you who wouldn't hurt anyone ever

𝘩𝘤𝘴 ~ ��𝐘𝐃𝐄

✧⠀⨾ the first time you met Hyde, it was probably an accident- Jekyll has though of something so horrid that Hyde couldn't help but take over, it was never Infront of you (Jekyll is so grateful for that you don't even realize)

✧⠀⨾ Though when Hyde did see you, all of his rage and anger suddenly just went away?? it left him so confused and almost made him angry and vicious again until you began to talk to him- normally??

✧⠀⨾ you weren't disgusted with him? you didn't find him hideous? you didnt run away, screaming in horror? no, you didnt do that, oddly enough you walked over to him- smiling happily, and introduced yourself leaving the creature so confused and baffled he almost completely ignored you (he didnt though- you were too intruging to him)

You smiled at Hyde, grinning from ear to ear as you held out a hand for him to take and shake. ❝ hello! I'm [name] it's so lovely to meet you ❞ you didnt run away, or looked at him grossed out which almost irked the monster but he stayed out of pure curiosity. ❝ I'm Hyde.❞ he replied almost coldly, though you didnt get angry with him- instead fascinated ❝ oh! yes i have heard of you- you're a good friend of my dear Jekyll's! i dont understand why everyone is so sacred of you ❞ you smiled even more- leaving Hyde to question you and your intentions, yet he made no move to hurt you. Everyone was shocked, sorry- correction- everyone outside, in the beauty of the moon was shocked to see Hyde, the murderer, the man who trampled a girl to near death, the one who smites women down for simply looking his way- walking down the street with the sweet little thing like you latched by his side, smiling from ear to ear as you chatted about something while Hyde listened. You has done the impossible, yet only you could do it

✧⠀⨾ he secretly love having you around, you're the only person who gives him the light of day at the minimum and at the maximum you care for him.

✧⠀⨾ once he returned to his home after getting into a fight with a man who was capable of fighting back- the man obviously was killed as Hyde had overpowered him with sheer brutality and died bleeding out, though he did manage to get a few hits on the deformed man (Hyde) leaving him bruised.

✧⠀⨾ you were waiting for him- happily with a knitted scarf for him (you felt bad for him as it was always cold in the night time of London and Hyde barely wore anything warm) but when you saw him, bruised and beaten you didnt even care about the scarf or how he even got hurt

✧⠀⨾ you sat there, much like how you were with jekyll, scolding him and patching him up carefully- despite him stating MULTIPLE times he can handle it and wont die.

✧⠀⨾ Much like Jekyll- Hyde questions your innocence but enjoys it none the less- the two of you acting as the opposites attract trope

✧⠀⨾ Overall, the two of them adore you so much- you're the sweetest and kindest person to the two of them and they're grateful, in their own ways (Jekyll buys you stuff and Hydes beats people up for you)

[lalasworld2x]

Taking Care of Hyde…

You sat in the living room by the fire place, unable to sleep. It was a dark and cold night in Soho. You fixed yourself a cup of tea by candle light and sipped on it sparingly.

Every ten minutes, you wrapped the throw blanket around yourself tighter. The couch was growing more and more comfortable and it seemed as though you might be sleeping there for the night.

That was until rapid banging pounded at your front door. You shot up instantly and stared in horror, not knowing whether it was a safe idea to answer or not. Heavy breathing came from the other side, but no voices.

Slowly and quietly, you stood from the couch, gently logging off the blanket from your shoulders as to not make a heavy-fabric-dropping sound. You crept closer and closer…

“Y/N..? Are you home?” a husky voice called helplessly. A very recognisable husky voice.

Immediately all was okay. It was your lover, Edward. You rushed to the door and unlocked it, swinging it open for Edward to come stumbling in. He had been attacked.

You gasped, stepping back. He was hunched over and gripping the side of his torso in anguish, grunting and groaning. Blood had soaked his waist coat and was dripping down through his trousers.

You slammed the door shut and pulled out a chair for him to fall into at the dining table. Your house was quite small so it didn’t take a great effort to move around. He babbled about how much he’s missed you and how much he loves you as you rushed around the kitchen to light up a new, bigger candle. Immediately after that was done, you grabbed a large bundle of bandages from the top cupboard in your kitchen. The whole time, his head was swinging around to watch you and talk to you, but you only gave half-assed responses out of stress.

You kneeled by his side and eased him to lean forward, undoing his waist coat and dress shirt. He complained about a light head and a dry throat. “Just a moment, love. I’m getting there…” you spoke gently as you tightly wrapped the bandage around his waist. The stab wound was not large, but quite a bit of blood was lost.

“How on Earth did this even happen, Ed?” you scolded. He chuckled, flashing a cruel smile that told you you really didn’t want to know the answer. Finally you secured the bandage around his side, cheekily putting pressure on his wound for just a second to watch him howl and spit.

You grabbed a cup and filled it with cold water, handing it to him as he hugged himself. The night was still very much freezing, reminding you of that delicious throw blanket still awaiting you on the couch. He gulped the water down in seconds, slamming the cup in the dining table and running his sharp nails through his unruly hair.

Finally you had a moment to relax your minds, basking in each other’s company. You crouched beside him with your hand on his knee and his hand clasping your own. You stared into each other’s dark eyes for what felt like a life time.

Somehow that new candle was burning faster than you expected, likely a sign to turn in for slumber. You helped him stand to his wobbly feet and stumble over to the fire place and couch. Instead, he opted to sit on the floor. His tastes have always been unusual, but that’s what you love about Hyde. You sat with your back leaning against the couch and his head in your lap, arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

He purred like a feline as you massaged his scalp. His skinned perked as you ran your nails along his neck and back. The both of you sat like that for maybe 15 minutes (it’s hard to tell when you’re together) before Edward sat up and stared into your eyes. He grinned calmly, and you smiled back softly. Something gave you the sinking feeling that he was about to… Pounce!

He tackled you to the floor, groaning only slightly in discomfort, attacked your neck with kiss after kiss. You laughed and giggled, trying to push him off. He rolled across the floor with you embraced in his arms, a comforting warmth bringing euphoria to your mind. “You’re a fool, Ed!”

“Only for you, my love,” he planted a hearty kiss on your lips before finally resting his head on your chest.

The both of you fell asleep like that, laying by the crackling fire place with his arms cradling you in a heavenly embrace.

The next morning, you woke up to the broad chest of Henry Jekyll. You sat up, seeing that his pants finally fit him and weren’t dragging along the floor like the did for Edward. It always made you laugh seeing Ed wearing Henry’s clothes, seeing as they’re way too big for him.

Henry grumbled as he woke up, rubbing his eyes and shielding his face from the pouring-in sunlight like a vampire. He sat up and turned to look at you, his eyes smiling. “Good morning, beautiful.”

“Good morning, handsome,” you chuckled, wiping loose bits of hair out of his face. “I got a lovely visit from a certain someone last night. Any explaining you’d like to do on his behalf?”

He sighed, hiding his face in his hands. This was definitely not the first, or the last!, time this would happen.

Buttttt you love them for it.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Masterlist

[angel-anachronism]

Hi can you do a y/n x jekyll mlm oneshot

The Assistant (Dr Jekyll x male reader)

"Thus...my next experiment will hold his name...as to never seperate Jekyll from Hyde."

CW: Jekyll's POV, both Jekyll and (Y/N) are in their 30s, REALLY ANGSTY, The story happens before the events in Stevenson's novel, reader's name is (Y/N) Hyde for plot reasons (HE'S NOT EDWARD HYDE OR RELATED TO EDWARD HYDE/JEKYLL THOUGH, JUST KEEP THAT IN MIND WHEN A CHARACTER SAYS "MR HYDE"), DEATH (UH OH), Kind of rushed (sadly).

It was no lie that I certainly am an ambitious man. Ever since I was a young lad, I did everything possible to make the elders I respected praise me. As much of a blessing as that was, I wanted to have as much fun as my peers... They were able to play tug of war, while I was a labourer to my own studies. Not much changed even once I became a strapping lad, as my peers still had fun but in different ways. Instead of skipping rope, they were now drinking like mutts for the night. Yet I was still studying medicine, never even thinking of a life for myself. I mean, that's what I used to regret, but now I'm a doctor who will change the world once and for all. And what did those foozlers become? Exactly, nobodies.

My thoughts were immediately interrupted as the door to my laboratory opened.

"Master, Mr Hyde arrived." I nodded at Poole as I signalled for him to let the man enter. (Y/N) Hyde was the assistant for my various experiments. He used to be my colleague back in college, and with him, I finally felt...free. Once we finished our studies, he decided to become my assistant and help me create medicines and various experiments for the greater goodness of humanity.

"Why hello there, Jekyll!" He greeted me as he came to the table, inspecting the liquid in the Erlenmeyer flask which I made earlier. "Why, what have you been brewing lately? It smells like ginger!"

"Oh, it's just a simple nausea-reducing elixir. Nothing complex." I chuckled. "I tried finding a more excellent solution for ways people wouldn't become sick!"

"Well, depends on what kind of sick. Either someone with an awful malady or just someone getting tipsy! You have to be more specific, pal!" (Y/N) joked, which made me laugh, but at the same time feel a little regretful. I have never experienced getting tipsy like other gentlemen, as I need to hold up a perfect image of myself... but how I wish that I could feel ecstatic... If only I could turn into someone else at night, like a werewolf...

"Hyde... did you ever think of how'd it be to turn into two... never mind..." I caught myself simply talking without thinking, and I mentally groaned, embarrassed that I let my heart talk out once more.

"Do go on." (Y/N) seemed quite intrigued by what I was saying, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. The way he looked at me could simply make a lady swoon in my place. I had to admit, (Y/N) had quite a "beau regard" as the French would say... I never admired a man, or even a woman more than him. But I know it's only because of what a loyal friend I am. He gained my friendship after all!

"No, it's rather silly to admit..." I sighed. But (Y/N), being the stubborn man he always was, kept insisting

"Come on, Henry, mon ami!" he even put his hands on both of my shoulders as I was sitting on my chair, looking at the rainy night outside of my mansion.

"You're acting exactly like a juvenile, Hyde. insisting so much like a child tugging their mother's skirt to bring them to a sweets shop!" I joked. (Y/N) began chuckling, finding the situation I gave as an example rather giddy. "But if you insist... I just had a somewhat foolish thought as of currently... how would it be to split yourself into two people... I personally find that-"

"You know that great inventions are created from a rather 'silly' idea, as most would put it! Like, was it a silly idea that somebody created anaesthesia for patients to not feel pain? I don't think so, and neither does your idea have to be thrown to a ditch for how 'absurd' it may sound!"

"You should've become a philosopher, Hyde. You really know how to make me think twice!" I smiled at the man, which made him smile back even more.

It has been a few years since we had that conversation. Hyde has been helping me a lot, bringing me various herbs and various other ideas for how I could create another version of myself, a version which could be free from the grasps of society.

But as free as I could be...I'll never actually be free from his lovely platonic gaze...how I wish I could make him look differently towards me.... I wish he would look at me as I look at him... but it's all so very wrong... I can't possibly feel these kind of feelings for another man! What will the fellow higher society think of me!?

"It's done..." (Y/N) said, looking at the mulberry coloured liquid in front of us. It's odor was quite disgusting, as if it was rotten flesh, but it's colour was truly pleasing.

"But we don't have anyone to assess it..." I responded. I was quite proud with what we've created. My smile immediately diminished as (Y/N) put the liquid in a vial.

"I'll be the one to assess it. It's for science after all!" He smiled at me, but I didn't smile back.

"(Y/n)... You can't possibly test it... it might kill you!" I said in a serious tone, but (Y/N) didn't listen... forever, eternally stubborn Hyde

As (Y/N) drank the vial before I could act, he seemed fine...at first. He then fell to his knees, holding his stomach.Oh no NO NO!

"HYDE!" I kneeled next to him. Hopefully it was just a temporary effect from the liquid, but my hope died down as he didn't seem to change appearance in any positive way, or even look healthy.

"Oh...it didn't work...You know...Jekyll...I always wished you were a lady...so that we could be happy... maybe above the sky, we'll finally be...together"

I felt tears coming down my eyes. I CAN'T JUST LOSE HIM, NOT LIKE THIS!

"I'm...so so sorry..." was all I could say before his eyes closed one last time. I hugged his now limp body. It was all my fault...ALL MY FAULT!

Thus...my next experiment will hold his name...as to never seperate Jekyll from Hyde.

If you liked this story, please reblog, I'd appreciate it a lot!

[flowercrownsanddaggers]

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Frankenstein (Original Book)

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Disney (Movies)

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Cult of the Lamb (Game)

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Don't Starve Together (Game)

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Undertale (Game)

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Minecraft (Game) (No smut, One-Sided Pining from Characters)

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If you want me to try writing for a different game or form of media, ask and I'll give you the 'yay or nay' response.

[floylia]

GLIMPSE OF YOU

Ayato x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS: You feel like a disappointment. He sees you as perfect.

Kamisato Ayato’s entertainment depended on your frustration.

He adored the way your eyes rolled at his antics, scrunching your face in disbelief when he teased your intelligence. There’s no doubt about that. You were the smartest person he’s ever met.

It started off in math.

He notices the way you solved the problems on the board with ease while he scrambles to put the numbers and letters together.

Then it continued in literature.

He watched the way you held your ground while talking about the symbolisms in the Great Gatsby or the message behind The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He noticed the way your mouth moved—how he never wanted your discussions to end because he can hear your voice and stare at you without an excuse.

He watched as you confidently took the seat he reigned over for years as he topples over second place while you ascended to the throne.

But he also watched your descent—in silence.

The spiral started in January.

Your absences increased. Your rank decreased.

And his worries shut through the roof.

“She’s doing test corrections.”

That was the reply he had been hearing for the past week.

And it pissed him off. Because he couldn’t see you.

He sighed. Eyes glued to the ground, planning a trip to see your face whether it’s out of annoyance or joy. He just needed a glimpse of you.

“Ayato?” You said suddenly, confused why he was walking around the hallway.

For the first time that day, the sun was worth looking at.

He pulls you in one of the empty classrooms. Hands intertwined as you make no effort to budge.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, tilting your head, as you moved your free hand to cup his cheek. He leans in your touch. He should’ve asked you that question first.

“You tell me.” He replied. Eyes holding sympathy and warmth, “What’s up?”

You sighed before leaning into his touch and enveloping him in a hug as the warmth spreads through your body, “It’s been difficult.”

“It’s okay, you’ll be okay.”

“I feel stupid. I study yet I still fail. It’s difficult to feel motivated when all I see are failures.”

He pulled away from you to see your face. Up close, he saw the tears start flowing. He wiped them with his thumb, carefully tracing your face to memorize what he sees as art.

“You’re perfect in every way I adore.”

“We’re allowed to feel bad about ourselves once in a while. That’s how we grow. But you can’t let that stop you from your potential. I know how smart you are. How talented you are at your craft. Don’t let a fleeting feeling stop you from your long term goals. If you need help, it’s okay to ask.”

“How are you so good with words.”

He shrugged before leaning in for a kiss, “I have a gifted tongue.”

NOTE: I just wanted to write something cute

[it-happened-one-fic]

The Strange Case of Doctor Jade and Mr. Floyd (Part 1) - Jade

Author Notes: Tis October, so here is a Halloween-themed fic! I read a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde inspired fic with Jade and Floyd quite some time ago (I'm pretty sure it was Azul x reader actually) but I can no longer find it, so I'm afraid I can't link it and I can't remember the author or the fic name either (such is my memory). But anyway, I wanted to try doing my own spin on the idea and, fear not, mine ended up wildly different from the one I read. And I won't lie, I kind of wanted to make this series longer, but I cut myself off at 4 chapters because (a) that's how many Fridays there are in October and (b) I didn't know where to take this series. Reader is gender-neutral and I hope you all enjoy!

Type: Gender neutral reader/ sfw/ sort of fluff/ romance implied/ platonic relationship/ kind of mafia AU/ some drama/ intrigue??

[Part One: You're Here!], [Part Two], [Part 3], [Part 4]

Word count: 2523

Trigger Warning: Mentions of blood

I looked up, immediately smiling as the door opened and in strolled Jade. An ever polite smile on his seemingly flawless face as he looked over at me with practiced gentility, “Good morning, Y/n.”

I nodded at him, reaching down under my desk to grab the package Azul had left for him just moments earlier, “Good morning, Dr. Jade. Mr. Carews called and requested that you call him back, and Mr. Ashengrotto just came by and left a package for you.”

Jade let out a hum as he eyed the small package, a slight frown appearing on his face at the mention of the first man before his two-toned gaze flickered up to meet mine. Amusement flickering in his mismatched eyes as he tilted his head, the motion causing the singularly long, dark grey strand of his otherwise short turquoise hair to swing wildly, “Did Azul say anything?”

I shook my head, as I sifted through a pile of papers. All appointments, letters, and general paperwork, “No, he and I chatted for a while, but he didn’t leave a message for you. Why? Are you expecting something from him?”

I paused to glance questioningly up at the doctor, who shook his head. An amused smile spreading across his face as he rested one gloved hand against his chin, “No, but it is as I feared. You have quite charmed my work partner.”

I snorted at his teasing, shaking my head slightly, “Hardly. He was just being polite.”

Jade hummed, straightening as he balanced the package in one hand easily, “I sincerely doubt that, my dear. I do fear he might soon come to steal you away.”

I rolled my eyes, mething his gaze once more, “Azul has no need of a receptionist, so I doubt there is any real fear of that.”

Jade let out a quiet chuckle as I held out a slender sheet of paper, “Here, this is Mr. Carews’s number. He sounded very upset when he called, so I imagine he’ll want to schedule an appointment.”

He quietly eyed the paper before accepting, “Yes, I suppose he will, considering everything that’s going on.”

I frowned at his words, perfectly used to Jade’s occasionally ominous statements by now, but I tilted my head at him nonetheless as I gave way to my own wary curiosity, “Are you talking about that new criminal that supposedly looks exactly like you? ‘Mr. Floyd,’ was it?”

Jade’s characteristically discreet smile split into a grin. One that displayed his pointed teeth that he always kept hidden behind close-lipped smiles whenever any patients were nearby, and in many ways I genuinely believed that the first time I’d seen it had been entirely accidental on his part. But at this point I also honestly suspected that Jade only smiled like that when he was truly, and perhaps villainously, amused. 

His voice was filled with humor, as evidenced by his slight chuckle as he spoke, “Ah, yes, that fellow. So you’ve heard of him too?”

I blinked slightly at his words before smiling in slight disbelief and shaking my head, “Hasn’t everyone? It seems like everyone’s talking about him. People on the streets, patients in your waiting room, the newspapers….”

I trailed off amusedly as Jade tilted his head at me, his eyes flashing with a far-too-clever glimmer, “And what do you think of this ‘Mr. Floyd’?”

I felt my eyebrows raise at Jade’s question. But, in all fairness, I suppose it only made sense for him to be at least slightly curious about the criminal that everyone had been likening him to.

Though, knowing Jade, I doubted that any of the gossip actually bothered him. In fact, Jade would be more likely to find their gossip rather amusing.

“Well, I suppose he may have a passing resemblance to you based on what people say, but it can’t be anything too awfully close. After all, neither the practice nor your reputation have been hurt by any of the rumors,” I finally answered. Lifting one shoulder in a half-shrug before I frowned slightly, “Beyond that, I haven’t heard much about him. No one actually talks about anything he’s done. Just that he supposedly looks like you and apparently can’t be caught.”

Jade blinked at my words, his eyes widening in an almost comedic fashion before a slow smile crept across his face as his gaze shifted back to something more amused, “Yes, I suppose there isn’t much information about him, is there?”

He paused, tilting his head slightly before finishing in an oddly pleased manner that had me frowning slightly, “I suppose we’ll just have to wait and see how things pan out, won’t we?”

I was almost tempted to question as he turned to go but I stayed silent. Instead, watching as he walked off with his package, as I idly considered his words before tilting my head with a slight frown.

Because it was odd, now that I considered it. The way Azul kept sending mysterious little packages so cryptically.

The rest of the day rolled by uneventfully, though, with patients coming and going. Ever-thrilled to be seeing that the esteemed Dr. Jade. Though how Jade kept up the ‘esteemed’ part of his reputation was beyond me.

It was true that he was the perfect image of a gentleman and was by far a good employer whom I got along well with. But it was also true that it hadn’t taken me very long after getting hired as his receptionist to figure out that there was far more to him than just his good looks, intelligence, and faux-polite smile.

If nothing else, Jade was a master of manipulation, and he could be beyond slippery at times. And then there was the way he’d emerged from his office with a distinctly smug expression to tell me that Mr. Carews did indeed want an appointment and for me to be sure to schedule plenty of time.

And that was, of course, in and of itself perfectly innocent. Jade was a well-respected doctor after all. If Mr. Carews needed an appointment, even a long one, that wasn’t really very strange. 

But the way Jade’s pleasure had seemed all too villainous was odd and had me shaking my head with a frown even as I was walking down the street on my way home.

It wasn’t the first time I’d questioned Jade’s flawless reputation, though.

I might have bought into it at the start, when I’d applied for the job of his receptionist, but I didn’t now. 

But I also had no idea why he seemed so perfectly villainous sometimes, and the fact that I got along with him so well despite my occasional concerns had me questioning my own sense.

Jade had appeared out of nowhere, with similar timing to Azul’s appearance in town. Both reasonably well-respected from the start, and by now they’d built up quite the reputations as well as quite a bit of money.

Jade, as a supposedly moral character who helped the sick and ailing with all sorts of problems, and Azul, as a businessman who could help most anyone find what they needed.

The two of them had already been friends when they’d both shown up within days of one another and set up their businesses with the implicit understanding that they worked together.

Both of them were a bit of a mystery, and both of them were men I’d ended up working with and getting along with rather well. But all of it was still odd enough to make me sometimes question their sudden appearance and the way Jade seemed to always know stuff about people.

After all, that was why he was regarded as so good at his job. The sheer amount of information he had about what troubled individuals. 

I paused mid-step as something caught my eye through my peripheral vision, causing me to turn and look down a darkened, trash-filled street before my eyes widened in recognition.

Because there, of all people, sat Jade himself with a hand pressed to his now bloodied right arm, even though he’d only left the office shortly before I had.

My mind swirled with questions about how he’d gotten hurt, what exactly had happened, and what on earth was doing here when his house was in the exact opposite direction. But none of those thoughts slowed me down as I darted across the street. Heedless of others passing by.

I all but dropped to the ground beside him, my hand reaching out to try and shove his hand out of the way so I could get a better look at his injury as words flew from my mouth in a garbled mix of distress and genuine concern, “What happened to you?!! We need to get you some help! I’ll call the hospital and-”

He jerked back at my sudden appearance, staring at me with wide eyes, and I felt myself go still as my words came to an abrupt halt as I stared back at this young man who was so familiar but also wholly foreign to me.

A yellow right eye and an olive left one, both of which were slightly drooped at the edges, giving him an almost gentle appearance. But Jade’s eyes were sharper and more upturned at the edges, with his right eye being olive and the left being yellow.

And then there was the hair. The same shade of turquoise, but where Jade had his longer stand of dark grey hair that framed the left side of his face, this man’s longer strand hung on the right side of his face.

He was a perfect mirror image of my employer, but the simple fact of the matter was that this man was not Jade. And suddenly all I could think was the rumors of the very criminal Jade had questioned me about just today.

Mr. Floyd. The criminal that no one could catch, who looked uncannily like Jade.

I swallowed thickly as he blinked back at me, his expression slowly shifting to surprise to something more intelligent that had me both mentally and physically retreating.

I slowly let go of his hand, pulling back as I let out a nervous laugh, “Sorry… I must have gotten the wrong person….”

I trailed off as I hurriedly backtracked, about to stand and scurry away only for him to catch my hand in his, which I noticed all too late was also different from Jade’s. 

I froze at his sudden touch as I stared at where his hand now held mine captive before my gaze darted back up to his face.

If he was bothered by my sudden wariness, he didn’t show it as he stared back at me and clearly identified me despite the fact I’d never met him, “You work for Jade.”

In no way were his words a question. They were a statement. Like he knew it for a fact, and I felt myself nod even as I scrambled to figure out what I needed to do now.

I had no idea what sort of crimes this man had committed or anything about him. And even if I had paid more attention to the gossip about him, I still wouldn’t know anything. 

“Dr. Jade? Yes, I- I’m his receptionist,” And I only faltered slightly as I responded to him. Feeling both very much out of my depth.

He stared back at me, his expression oddly, before a sharp-toothed grin crossed his face that had my eyes widening as his grip on my hand tightened slightly, “I guess I’d better get you back home then? Hm~ It’d be a shame for something to happen to the respected doctor’s receptionist.”

I blinked at his lilted words. My confusion only increasing as my wariness remained. I didn’t know if he was being patronizing towards the fact Jade was well-respected due to something akin to jealousy or if it was something else entirely. But either way, I wanted to get away from him, and I certainly didn’t want ‘Mr. Floyd’ anywhere near my home.

I might not know what crimes he had supposedly committed, but I definitely wasn’t going to take any chances.

I pasted a nervous smile onto my face and pulled my arm back towards me, my motions doing nothing to break his grip as I shook my head, “Oh no. Thank you, but I’ll be fine going home on my own.”

He stared at me, almost like he was surprised by my words before he let out a harsh sounding laugh, “Nah, there are a lot of criminals out and about right now. A lil shrimpy like you might get in a world of trouble on your own.”

And just like that, he shot down my polite refusal as he stood, hauling me to my feet with him as he turned and took off down the street. All but dragging me along behind him as I stumbled along, “I’ll getcha back home safe and sound, though. But-”

He paused, his long stride coming to a stop as he suddenly tugged on my arm, pulling me up alongside him so he could grin down at me. Sharp teeth perfectly on display as I swallowed thickly, bracing myself for whatever he was about to say.

“You gotta keep it a secret from your boss, ‘Kay~?” His tone was oddly sing-songy, and I felt myself distantly nod before I immediately frowned at myself. Because I wasn’t about to agree to letting this man walk me home. Even if he had caught me wholly off-guard.

But before I could hardly object, he took off down the street, somehow knowing the exact direction to head in as I stumbled after him. But after a moment, his long-legged pace slowed so that I could keep up as he glanced down at me.

“Jade’ll be mad if he finds out I walked you home, so this’ll be our secret~” I blinked at him in utter wary confusion as he held up one long finger to his mouth and winked at me.

Because was this man, bleeding though he was, really the criminal that everyone had been gossiping about? He certainly seemed…. Odd. But despite my initial panic, he hardly seemed as horrifying as the rumors made him sound.

He was, however, still suspicious.

I felt myself distantly nod even as I eyed him warily, “Right…. But how do you know the way to my house and that I work for Jade?”

If anything, his grin spread across his face, “I remembered it. You had to put your address on your paper when you applied to be his receptionist. Remember?”

If I could have frozen in place, I would’ve, but instead the man just kept pulling me along with him as he started humming. His jaunty tune wholly at odds with my chilled thoughts.

Because his words had one painfully obvious meaning. That he’d seen the paperwork for everyone who’d applied for my job. Which meant he definitely had some sort of connection to Jade.

It appeared there really was more to Jade than I’d realized, even despite my suspicions.

[lilith0fthevalley]

Lilith's Summerween 2025 Event Masterlist

Showing Schedule:

May 2nd: Wesker x Reader || The House That Made Him May 9th: Short Film Feature: American Werewolf in London starring Chris Redfield May 16th: Leon x Reader x Krauser || The Valdebos Tapes May 23rd: Short Film Feature: 28 Days Later starring Leon S. Kennedy May 30th: Wesker x Reader || An Interview with Raccoon City’s Mad Doctor May 30th: Birthday Week Special: Short Film Feature: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde featuring Albert Wesker  June 6th: Short Film Feature: Psycho starring Leon S. Kennedy June 13th: Wesker x Reader x Krauser || The Curse of Camp Morning Glen June 20th: Solstice Special: Leon x Reader || The Hunter's Solstice June 20th: End of Event Special: Krauser x Reader || The Thing

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@shymoob

[kairiscorner]

the confounding case of dr. o'hara. — miguel o'hara x gnreader

✧ summary: your first ever real patient out in the field as a criminal psychologist, and it's the recently caught supervillain, dr. miguel o'hara; a disgraced genius geneticist that supposedly went insane after a freak accident that not only worsened his hunger for rapture, but also turned him into a horrifying spider mutant. you had to be wary around him, anything you could tell him could make him try something risky... but what he wants with you now that he's gotten a whiff of you and your scent is something far more than just risky... he wants your life, but not to take it, but rather, for you to willingly submit yourself to him and only him. ✧ pairing: miguel o'hara x criminal psychologist!reader ✧ genre: (honestly idk, it's not fully fluff but not fully angst nor comfort either ... ? tis just a guilty pleasure fic ig !) ✧ author's note: this is inspired by the lovely kimmy's art on twt !! I'M SORRY, IDK MUCH ABOUT THE DETAILS ON DR JEKYLL AND MR HYDE, I DIDN'T WANNA BUTCHER ANYTHING AND I HOPE I DIDN'T !! i mixed some traits between joker, gomez addams, and some elements of the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde ! ... i hope y'all like this :'DDD AND I'M SO SORRY FOR THE SHITTY SPANISH FGIRUFBUIRBIURTB google translate is all i got .......

i. the scent of honey and a vision of an angel.

pages and leaflets of the mountains of cases against this man successfully made you shiver at the sound of his name–you couldn't believe just how little remorse he had for every crime he had ever committed written down in these records, it was like being in the scenes of a true crime documentary; it didn't feel real that you were going to speak to the very man himself and see just why he committed all those crimes... and why he could only smile at the thought of wreaking so much havoc. you took in a deep breath and walked into the hall where his cell was in, taking cautious steps as you heard the leaking of pipes and the dripping of water accumulating into puddles the further down the hall you entered.

you had no idea why, as a rookie, your first patient would have to be a criminal mastermind—but you needed all the experience you could get, not many people in your field at your level of expertise get the chance to talk to high-profile criminals like him; and you were far more professional and knowledgeable at your job compared to your colleagues in the academy; surely this wouldn't be too bad... right? well, the minute you saw the light coming from his cell, you were greeted to the sight of a hunched over man, sitting quietly at the center of the room with his back turned to the glass in front of you. you gently tapped at the glass, but that didn't catch his attention. "i know you can hear me." you spoke as you tried to get him to turn around again, but he still didn't budge. you rolled your eyes and sat down on a chair across from his cell; preparing to ask him questions that he probably won't even answer.

you introduced yourself as a freshly graduated criminal psychologist from nueva york university, you hoped he would cooperate with you and give you reasons as to why he committed his crimes, explaining to him that he could get a much more lenient punishment if he could explain his side of the story as to why such a once well-respected man had spiraled into such a morbid life of crime. you heard a low chuckle rumble from the other side of the glass, and that low rumble became more audible, all the way until he was cackling loudly; the sounds reverberating throughout the rubber-padded white walls and rang throughout the glass. the cackling soon faltered out and ceased, you felt the hairs on your body stand up as you heard every octave of his maniacal laughter–you'd think that years of case studies and witnessing firsthand from your mentors that dealing with people like him wouldn't be too challenging or disturbing, but this experience proved you to be wrong, so terribly wrong.

as the laughter died down, the corner of the man's smile showed from behind his long, shaggy unkempt wispy hair; and when he turned around to face you, you saw that his eyes were a dark shade, they were bloodshot and crimson, they were deathly, and you knew he was far more dangerous than any other criminal could contend with. the man grimaced and slowly creeped his head around over his shoulder to get a good look at you. his body followed suit and gradually turned to face you, the brown restraints on his white, yet stained, straightjacket made him look both pitiful and dangerous all at once. suddenly, the man slowly got up and wobbled over to you–it was as though he had gone days, maybe weeks, without walking; could he have stayed in that position this whole time before you came to see him?

the man's gaze was bearing into your own, his eyes not leaving yours as his grimace widened; the corners of his smile reaching his ears as he chuckled every now and then in a delusional daze. his chin and cheeks were dotted with stubbles and hints of fuzz and a beard–he had gone days without shaving, either, it seemed. he pressed his forehead against the glass and stared down at you, and only then were you able to understand how big he was; about 200 centimeters and counting, and yet, he was able to be restrained... he was frightening, and he knew you thought that of him.

"...miel..." the sound escaped his lips, the first word he spoke in a long while. you looked up at him in fear and gulped, writing down what you heard. "...w-what?" you asked him, hoping he'd repeat the word. the man's grin widened creepily as he slowly opened his mouth to speak again, and a dribble of saliva dripped down his chin as he stared at you, hungrily, like a starved predator cornering its prey. "miel, mi cariño, it's... honey, sweet as... shocking honey, making me hungry..." he murmured out, hid constant breathing fogging up the glass. you moved your chair back a little and cleared your throat, making miguel press his face against the glass even further as you moved away from him. he thumped his forehead against the glass, making you jolt a little and look at him. he stared at you from underneath his eyelashes and smirked widely.

"don't... don't escape me, mi tesoro... c'mon, it's been... too damn long since i've had such a pretty little thing come here and look so shocking ravishing–" he gushed and mumbled as his breath quickened and his smile got even wider, but seeing as how uncomfortable and tense he made you, he, surprisingly, quit that and moved away a little from the glass. he hung his head in what appeared to be frustration, and mumbled in a hused tone, "ah, quiero arrancarte esa blusa... but i can tell..." he whispered as he sat down closely to the glass and leaned his head forward, looking at you with a sly grin. "you don't like men who are that straightforward, do you?" he asked you as he watched every little move and twitch your body made, sinking in all the details about you as he muttered to himself, twitching as well at your little responsive gestures that said more than words ever could help you articulate the feelings he was giving you right then and there.

he chuckled as he watched you restlessly fidget in your seat, darting your gaze away from him as much as you could. "you're so cute, mi amor... keep that up and i might just really break out of here, i finally have a reason to now that your pretty little face showed up." he said, gazing at you all... lovingly as he smiled the more you stuttered out the next thing you wanted to say. "...there is... literally nothing you'll get out of smooth talking me." you said defiantly as miguel chuckled aloud again, rocking himself back and forth in ecstasy. "you're not only cute, smart, and snarky, but a bad liar too... eso me excita, sabes?" he teased you as he stuck his tongue out, a couple of smuggled piercings on the tip of his tongue gleamed as he did so, making you a little more tense as before. he hummed to himself as he looked at you with an even more sultry, desperate look on his angled face. "you're like an angel... you'll be known as mi angel from now on, okay, mi ángel? keep visiting me more often, mi ángel, i need to be reminded miracles can happen... even to scum like me." he whispered as you looked away from him, making him whimper and beg for you to look at him in spanish and english.

"por favor no me hagas esperar… mírame, mi ángel..." he pleaded with you as he got on his knees and pouted, showing off his lower lip as he gave you such big, sad eyes that tried to convince you to look his way. though he tried to appear less menacing and pathetic, you knew this was just a front of his to get you to do something for him, maybe to get him out? to take his place for him? to... oh, you couldn't even jump to that conclusion, because there's no way that—

"i desperately need you, mi ángel... please, look my way, my little angel... come closer, i need to smell your... your honey-like scent again, it drives me crazy, crazy with love, mi ángel, you can't even imagine..." he begged of you, leaning his forehead against the glass again, sobbing audibly as you sighed. would you look him for a second time? would you kindly let him get a whiff of you again and crave for you? he would never hurt you if you did, of course not; angels aren't meant to be hurt, and you, his darling little angel, would never be hurt around him... he'll do everything to make sure you won't be, and no restraints will ever hold him back from getting his strong, toned arms around your beautiful body, around his little angel, once and for all.

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[liminalarchivist]

Hey guys!!

It's been some time since I joined, so I finally decided to make an introduction! :]

This blog is mostly about me and the things that interest me + my art

Some of those things:

Podcasts:

→ Finished:

The Magnus Archives (if you like tma too, I have an ask blog of Oliver Banks @askoliverbanks)

→ Listening to:

The Magnus Protocol

The Penumbra Podcast

Camp Here & There

Cry Havoc! Ask Questions Later

Malevolent

-> Will listen to:

Welcome to Night Vale

Series:

→ Finished:

Loki

WandaVision

Dark

Sandman

The Rings of Power

Slugterra

Arcane

Severance

Good Omens

The last of us

Stranger things

(There are more, but this will do for now!)

→ Watching:

Daredevil

Yellowjackets

→ Will watch:

Dexter

Hannibal

Movies(Sagas):

→ Finished:

Pirates of the Caribbean

Toy Story

Most of the MCU (including X-Men)

Cars

Lord of the Rings

Transformers (most of it)

HTTYD

The Hobbit

→ Watching:

→ Probably will watch:

Star Wars

Books:

→ Finished:

The Silence of the Lambs

The Picture of Dorian Gray

The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Antigone

The Mousetrap

Pride and Prejudice

The Great Gatsby

The Merchant of Venice

FNAF trilogy (first two books)

→ Reading:

Blvd

Lord of the Rings

The Bible

→ Will read:

The Fourth Closet

The Silmarillion (and other works by Tolkien)

Games:

→ Finished:

Omori

8:11

Minecraft

(More, but there's a lot)

→ Playing:

Different Strokes

→ Want to play:

FNAF

Mouthwashing

Music:

Slay the princess

Sonic X Shadow Generations

→ Listening to:

Will Wood

Jhariah

Jann

Arctic Monkeys

Teddy Hyde

Soda Stereo

Kyoto Lo-fi

Palaye Royale

Måneskin

(Again, there's more, but this will do)

Graphic Novels:

-> Favorites:

Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

My Hero Academia

Jungle Juice

School Bus Graveyard

Haikyuu!!

Cherry Crush

Eleceed

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Thanks for reading!

-Aël

[fenris-wolff]

Masterlist!

Sorted by Fandom, not character (yet?)

❤️-Fluff 💔-Angst 🫦-Smut ❤️‍🩹-Hurt comfort ✌️-platonic 🌶️- not quite smut, just a little suggestive

Rules

The Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde:

❤️‍🩹Unconditionally - Dr Jekyll x Wife!Reader

Dear Evan Hansen:

❤️‍🩹Just a little Longer - Connor Murphy x Reader

True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys:

✌️❤️Wait...What are your pronouns again? - Vaya and Vamos x platonic!reader

💔Nothing Dies in the Desert - Party Poison x reader

The Outsiders:

❤️Tim Shepard in Love - Tim Shepard x reader

Non-Fanfic???

Maybe....

[spaceagebachelormann]

What if Jekyll and Hyde (and Adam Frankenstein help I am falling in love...) had a short S/O... Like barely five foot tall... She's so small

✧.* 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋, 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐒/𝐎

╰┈➤ MASTERLIST. NAVIGATION.

╰┈➤ CARMILLAS NOTES : RAHHH I REWATCHED BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN TODAY

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: mentions of death

𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋

he thinks you’re so cute

he doesn’t really make fun of you and when he does it’s not even really making fun of you

likes to wrap his arms around your shoulders/waist from behind and lean his chin on your head/shoulder

if you ask him to grab something for you off a top shelf he does it with no hesitation

literally reaches up and hands it to you without you even needing to ask

he himself is like 6’1 ish so the height difference is really funny

when you’re sitting down he likes to stand behind you and talk about whatever and run his hands over your arms and shoulders

when you’re laying in bed with him he’ll always his your head on his chest and an arm wrapped around you

you’re literally the cutest thing ever in his eyes and he tells you non stop

𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄

he’s like barely taller than you (canonically like 5’2. i’m 5’1) and he’s never been more proud of his height after finding out

most likely only an inch taller but is so smug about it

but he glared at you like you’ve horribly wronged him when you ask him to get you something

as funny as it is to harass you for your height, he makes it very clear only he’s allowed to do it

when you guys walk around in public he probably puts an arm around your shoulders every once in awhile to remind you he’s still taller

he loves you but he loves that he’s taller than someone for once even more

but when someone in the street points out your (or his) height they never see the light of day ever again. actually they don’t see anything at all because they get killed

although his love language is gift giving because you’re shorter than him sometimes he likes to push the hair out of your face and lean down and just kiss your forehead

also definitely does that thing where he squishes your face

𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

as cute as you are to him your height lowkey scares him

he’s about eight feet tall and insanely strong so your height kind of worries him

extremely careful around you

when he hugs you he very gently and very carefully rests one hand on top of your head and the other on your back and doesn’t dare to even move or tighten his grip out of fear that you’re gonna snap in half

his hugs are amazing though

and of course he grabs the things off the tall shelf he’s not a monster

sometimes he even lifts you onto his shoulder to let you get it yourself and see the world at a new angle but he is oh so careful not to drop you

when he isn’t fearing for your life and his sanity about your life possibly ending he likes when you just lay on him because you look so tiny and comfortable

[berriepie]

if it's not much, some yandere jekyll and/or hyde hc's? can be both sfw and/or nsfw 🤭 anyways take care

╭ . . . 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 ੭

𝐃𝐑 𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐑 𝐇𝐘𝐃𝐄 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ➤ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴

❏ warnings : love-sick ('yandere') themes, dark themes, a Victorian doctor, mentions of torture, mentions of blood, murder, Hyde.

I have SOOOO many requests LOL, and i got so much homework- this shit is more important- ILY MY LOVELIES

✩ ⊱ Jekyll likes to think that he's the gentler, sweeter and more loving version of the two (technically one) men obsessed with you. he's not.

✩ ⊱ He's manipulative, and knows how to get his way with you- you try to leave? Why? do you hate him, do you want to see Hyde take control of him and never let the face of Jekyll be shown to the world ever again? You're the only thing that's keeping him in power.

✩ ⊱ He also, sometimes, has a brutal side to him too- if someone he doesn't approve of gets a bit to close to his lovely dear spouse (Either your parents arranged a marriage with Jekyll, for money obviously, or Jekyll had manipulated you to marry him) well he's just gained a new test subject- how sweet right? right?

✩ ⊱ Don't worry though, he'll save you from watching- he doesn't want to ruin your little head (anymore than he already has.)

✩ ⊱ Jekyll likes to believe that you're a pure little thing, how could you not be? He could only love someone as pure as you- dont even thing about how he's a terrible man- you dont need to at all! Just keep being you're little angelic self

✩ ⊱ unfortunately for you, Jekyll is a Victorian man (a doctor no less) so therefore he has the mentality of one too, i hope you can see what I'm trying to say

✩ ⊱ Jekyll views you as his property is what I'm trying to say, right? I know it sounds horrible and it is, but that's his mentality- I am not going to sugar coat this for you, my lovelies

✩ ⊱ Don't worry though! Jekyll does have his sweet moments, on some occasions he'll let you roam the house! Though the servants will either be busy or away from you, after all who needs to see them, hm? all you need is him!

✩ ⊱ The doctor is deadly scared of loosing you, to either death, or someone else so therefore, he locks you up in a lovely little room he had made and decorated for you- the walls are your favorite colours, he got all the decorations he knew you would love, makes sure the room is constantly clean and you have a lovely large bed the two of you sleep in (whenever Jekyll is not busy, and is not Hyde- though Hyde will also visit you) though you are shackled, again he doesnt want you to leave

✩ ⊱ Hyde, on the other hand, is some how more gentler- though he's a monster, he's artificially made his soul is full of nothing but hate and rage but somehow he never lays a hand on you

✩ ⊱ He, actually doesn't to much to you. Sometimes he'll only sit on a chair in your room and just stare at you- sometimes he smiles at you (or what seems to be a smile) which is either more horrific or sweeter than what Jekyll does.

✩ ⊱ Sometimes Hyde loves to sit next to you, and let you rest against him, he'll also play with your hand or hair, if it's your hand it will be near the shackle so your aching skin could have at least some relief- you're the only person he will ever be gentle with.

✩ ⊱ Whenever he knows Jekyll is not mentally there, he'll let you out of your room and take you outside (in the night of course- there's less people, and much like Jekyll, Hyde hates having people any closer to you than at least a street away) and show you around, sometimes you'll be lucky and he'll take you to his house.

✩ ⊱ Hyde can cook, shocking I know- but he loves to cook for you whenever he can, and hey- it keeps you full and Jekyll never knows.

✩ ⊱ Unlike Jekyll, Hyde (despite loving you so much) does not really care if you saw something horrific, it just means you'll see what he's capable of, how much he's willing to protect you and how much blood he can shed.

✩ ⊱ though don't you EVER think, EVERRRRR that he'll lay a hand on you, he may be evil but he'll never do that, no Jekyll does that (sometimes, after he's sob and beg for your forgiveness)

✩ ⊱ Overall, yeah no, I beg- do not fall for this man (men?) your life will not look so pretty but they'll love you, at least they'll tell you that they do.

[lalasworld2x]

Modern Jekyll and Hyde x Reader

• Henry would be very ashamed of his vice. He’d constantly hide from you when he gets the urge to drink the drug, not wanting you to notice his struggles. He’d need constant reassurance that he’s doing good and that he’s not a bad person, even if it’s not exactly true.

• Hyde is definitely a very selfish person, he’s probably super bitchy in an every day setting.

• Jekyll would never even think about looking at another person, never mind cheating on you. Hyde on the other hand… he would probably go straight for some random prostitute then throw himself back like, “Wait, would Y/N kill me for this?”

• I’m sorry but Hyde is a bit of a gooner 🙁🙁 I don’t suggest checking his search history…

• Lots of cute gifts like flowers, jewellery, perfume/cologne, or just anything you like! Yes, even Hyde would do this for you. He would probablyyyy just put a lot less effort and money into these gifts… and he would also probably forget the things that you like very often…

• Hyde would actually probably bring back some strange trinkets he finds. Like bones, dirty bits of broken machinery, teeth, broken jewellery parts, feathers, stuff like that. It probably wouldn’t be much of a gift for you but a little collection for the both of you to enjoy.

• Jekyll is so respectful of you as a person and just everything about you. He respects your personal space, your boundaries, your emotions, your values.

• Jekyll can be a bit oblivious sometimes. Any kind of flirting or sarcasm and it gone straight over his head. He’ll only understand it later when Hyde has taken over 😕

• Definitely both dog people but I’m sure they wouldn’t mind any other pet that you suggested. I think Hyde’s favourites would be snakes, rats, spiders, or any other kind of exotic pet. Jekyll would be open to anything within reason. But his fav would probably be cats or birds or anything interesting that you could sit and watch for hours.

• Jekyll likes the warmth and gets cold very easy. Hyde likes the cold and gets hot very easy. Expect to have a shit ton of blankets during winter and basically one sheet during summer.

• Hyde will do everything in his power to fluster you but sometimes it just makes him like silly lol

• You will probably find Hyde during some interesting things around the house. You can decide for yourself what that means. His response to you questioning him would be, “What? It’s our house. If someone looks in then that’s their problem 🙄”

• Jekyll will search up many cute date ideas for you two to go on

• Jekyll is actually a little bit of a famous doctor. Or at least famous in his field. Sometimes the two of you will get stopped in the street and have someone tell him, “Oh my gosh I’m a big fan of your work!!”

• Watching the actual transition between Jekyll and Hyde can be a bit disturbing so they will leave the room just for your convenience.

• Hyde likes to complain A LOT so expect to take care of him when he’s hurting or sick 🤒

• Hyde doesn’t work but he’s not gonna stop you from working. Jekyll makes plenty of money and you have found ways so that it’s guaranteed Hyde will never be a permanent being.

• Henry keeps himself very well groomed and keeps up with his hygiene perfectly. Edward doesn’t cut his nails, lets his hair grow freely, forgets he needs to wash his hair, needs to be reminded to brush his teeth, etc. Although when it comes to you, he will remind you to take your medication or take care of yourself because he does actually care about you (he’s just a bit mean about it lol).

• When I say Hyde doesn’t have a job, I don’t mean he’s a basement dwelling bum. He sleeps a lot but he does a lot around the house. He’ll help you with chores or keep gardening in check or he’ll fix stuff around the house that needs fixing. Sometimes you wish they were split in two so you could have both of them helping you out lol.

• Many parties and dinners with their friends. I imagine that in modern times, Jekyll wouldn’t have a butler or maids but he would still have a friend named Mr Poole lol.

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This might be major mischaracterisation, I’m sorry 💔💔

Masterlist

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♦️The Strange Case of Harleen and Harley by Melissa Merr, illustrated by Jenn St-Onge♦️

Genre: YA Comic

Series Status: Standalone

I don't feel super confident when it comes to reviewing any form of visual novel of any kind because, for me, the art is kind of irrelevant. I care about the story, but a lot of reviews I see of comics talk about pannels and pacing and art style, and i have no opinion.

This was one of the latest ventures with DC Comics trying to bring in more eyoung readers by publishing YA standslones featuring their IP with YA authors. The most popular of being the Teen Titans series by Kami Garcia & Gabriel Picolo. I read quite a few of them in 2023, which is how I heard about this, though it wasn't coming out til late 2024. The reason I'm only reading it now is my library finally got it in (I personally don't like to buy majority comic/graphic novels/manga I read because I din't think how long it takes me to get through them is enough value for the price.)

The story itself was fun. Obviously, inspired by the Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde... it's funny, but I genuinely have nothing to say, lol. This is more of just a notice. I read this, I pre-made a graphic, and I'm want it seen! I liked the plot; I read it in 40 minutes, and if you like Harley Quin, then it's a cute Harley x Ivy AU.