#this is so ugly gn 😓

[saturncodedstarlette]

Captain Price, texts :

Y/N, go to sleep, it’s late.

Y/N, being a rebel & reply :

You’re not my mom 🙄

Captain Price, smirks as he typed :

Yes but, I am your “Daddy”

Y/N, shuts up real quick after reading the text but soon reply back :

Yes.

Goodnight.

…

Daddy 😉

[sw33t-d1vine]

Ok ok, domestic springtrap….. you just brought him into your house and your bathing him/tending for the open bits on his suit but he’s like super sensitive in those areas and apprehensive of your touch but when you do start cleaning him off, he becomes forlorn😨😨😨😨😨😨😨🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

“ Heart to Heart ”

Springtrap x GN!reader

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You decide to bring Springtrap home and clean him up.

( A/N ) I hope this is to ur liking anon !! im sorry i had a hard time understanding what u meant a little , pls forgive me 😓

“Come on, let me clean you! You’re so dirty you’ll ruin my house!”

You had a wet cloth in your hand, standing in front of Springtrap. You had brought him home not long ago, and he was filthy. You needed to clean him!

Springtrap only grunted in response, shaking his head. He didn’t want you touching some parts on him, they were sensitive. Why would you even wanna touch him anyway?

Groaning, you crossed your arms and huffed, annoyed. “Why?” You didn’t want him leaving around dirt where he sat, or even worse!

He crossed his arms as well, huffing. He didn’t wanna admit that some spots were sensitive, so he kept making excuses like, “It’s dangerous.” or “I’m clean enough.” You however, did not believe that.

“Come on, please? You’ll feel so much better!” You begged, holding your hands together and giving him puppy dog eyes.

Springtrap stared at you, before finally giving in. “Fine.” He grumbled. You smiled, grabbing his hand and leading him to the bathroom.

You sat him down next to the tub, his back leaning against it. He watched as you grabbed things like soap, a bucket of water, and cloths. Was he really that dirty?

You put the things down next to him, sitting in front of him. Grabbing one of the cloths, you wet it and squeezed some water out, before reaching up and starting to scrub at his face.

Springtrap let you touch him and wash him. He.. liked it, honestly. He forgot how it felt to be so close to someone. Its been years since anyone cared for him, talked to him and given him attention. Until you found him.

He didn’t deserve you. You were sweet and a kind soul, while he was an ugly monster. Why did you trust him so much? You didn’t run from him, scream and cry.. You instead, talked to him. Why? He had so many questions, but he stayed quiet, not saying a word.

You looked at him in his eyes, and it was almost like you knew he was upset. “Are you okay?” You asked, tilting your head with a frown.

Springtrap opened his jaw to say something, before closing it and grunting, glancing away. You blinked, before chuckling and continuing to clean him. “You’re funny.” You hummed.

Springtrap glanced back at you, scoffing. ..Maybe living with you wouldn’t be so bad..

[dearsnow]

Hi can I please request a story for Alicent x reader - Maybe jealous reader, having an argument over something minor with Sir Criston when actually it is about time being spent with the queen. Alicent interrupts the argument and tells Criston to leave which leads to Alicent teasing reader but also reassuring.... does this make sense?! Thank you :)))

FLAWED

an argument with ser criston cole reveals your inner flaws (alicent hightower x gn!reader, reassuring fluff)

a/n - i hope it’s okay that i changed the prompt a little 😓 i couldn’t come up with another reason for them to be fighting so i just decided on an outright argument about time spent with alicent.

“What I’m saying is you don’t need to be around her all the time-“

“I’m her guard, for fucks sake! I need to be around her to protect her.”

“Too much is too much. You shouldn’t stand so close to her either, she deserves her own space.” You protest. Criston is getting visibly upset, but so are you. You can’t stand that churning in your stomach that happens whenever he glances near Alicent. Your Alicent. The way her hair falls over her shoulders when she takes it down, how she sighs when you rub her shoulders, how she giggles to you when she passes along gossip- you can’t share that with anyone. It’s your fatal flaw. The sin of jealousy rears its ugly head when she speaks to her kingsguard. You don’t care that it’s a flaw, though, not in the moment. The important thing is letting him know that he can’t be so friendly with the woman you love.

“You care too much about something that doesn’t concern you.” He spits. “I have half a mind to think you’re becoming an insufferable bastard.”

“That’s enough out of you, Ser Cole.” Alicent says.

Alicent? Where did she come from? How much did she hear? You think frantically. She can’t know that you’re arguing with her sworn protector; she’d be upset, and that’s the last thing you could ever want.

“You may take your leave until I call you back in.” She waves him away dismissively, and he nods. He walks away as stiff as a scolded child as Alicent smiles at your disgruntled face. “My love, does he really upset you that much?”

You turn away slightly, blood rushing to your face. “He’s the insufferable bastard. He doesn’t understand that he can’t act like… like that with you.” You clench your fists. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset your protector, but he needs to know his place.”

“Ah, I know where this is coming from.” She says, uncurling your fists with soft hands. “You’re jealous, are you not?”

There’s a teasing tone to her voice, causing your face to become even redder. “And what if I am?”

“It just means you love me, and for that I am grateful.” You let out a small puff of air. She looks lovely in the warm glow of torchlight. When you’re with her, you feel your worries slipping away.

“Of course I love you, my queen. But I am flawed. I should not be jealous of a man doing his job.”

“There is not one person on this planet that is not flawed. Myself included.” She pinches your cheek gently between her fingers. “I think your flaws are quite sweet. Well, as sweet as yelling at my kingsguard can be.”

Humor fills your gut as you laugh. Everything has taken a lighter tone now that you’re sure she’s not upset.

You’re flawed, you know, but as long as she loves you, nothing else matters.

Comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!!

[hoseokhasmyheartxx]

welcome to my disaster (of a masterlist)

fic key: fluff 💜, smut 🌶️, angst 😓

networks list: BTS Writers' Club

Kim Namjoon

Come Home With Me: fuckboy!Namjoon x f!Reader 💜🌶️😓 -> Jealousy is an ugly emotion, especially when it comes to friends-with-benefits. Too bad you can’t hide yours any longer.

Kim Seokjin

Drunken Confessions: best friend!Seokjin x gn!Reader 💜😓 -> When you go to pick your best friend up from the bar, the last thing you're expecting is a drunken confession.

Min Yoongi

Nothing's Changed: best friend!Yoongi x f!Reader 💜🌶️😓 -> You and Yoongi have been best friends since college. The rest of your friend group wants to go on a couples' trip, leaving you and Yoongi to share a room. But to your surprise, your room only has one bed... will the two of you be able to get through the week without letting the other know how you feel?

Love So Loud: idol!Yoongi x gn!Reader 😓💜 ->Yoongi returns home from his stateside solo tour, and all you want to do is take care of him.

Jung Hoseok

As Always, For Us: idol!Hoseok x gn!Reader 💜😓 ->Your relationship with Hoseok has been a whirlwind since it started. The two of you fell in love quickly, all at once. A year later, you're preparing for his departure date, and your feelings about it are all-consuming.

Park Jimin

Coming soon!

Kim Taehyung

Craving You: bad boy!Taehyung x f!Reader 🌶️ ->Taehyung has a reputation. When his reputation leaves him bloodied and bruised, you only want to help. But the way he wants you to help takes you by surprise.

Jeon Jungkook

Listen: brat tamer!Jungkook x f!Reader 🌶️ ->Your relatively new boyfriend shows you a different side of himself that you can’t get enough of.

Multi-Member

Package Deal: Yoongi x f!Reader x Hoseok 🌶️💜 ->Years have passed since you graduated high school in your small town. Spring break rolls around, and some familiar faces are back in town. You've always been the town's good girl. Will those familiar faces change that for you?

[hajimine]

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each person can only pick one of these activities :>

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note. the character must have speaking lines or else i’m not gonna be able to make the edits

★ BUILD-A-BAE GAME [20]

this is a matchup event! you’ll also get a blurb of what your first date with them will be like!

> what you need to do -> send me three fun facts about you + describe your ideal weekend + character gender preference (if you don’t specify i’ll give you a guy)

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give me 3 people (can include hq characters, other fictional charas, yourself, or my moots lol) and i’ll tell you who i would kiss, marry, or kill!

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FOREWORD FROM THE COUNSELOR!

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[cryptid-hermit]

This is my first time requesting something so I'm not sure these is where you do it, but could you write a angst carlos fic where he thinks we like Camilo. You can decide how it ends :]

Title: Flooded by the thought of you

Pairing: Modern au! Carlos Madrigal x Gn! Reader

Warnings: cussing

A/N: ahhh thank you so much for the request, this is my first time writing angst after so long im so sorry that it’s kinda short and if it isn’t up to any of ur standards😓😓 English isn’t my first language and I only know a few basic Spanish words so I used google translate! If there’s any mistranslations or mistakes pls let me know!

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“You…like somebody?”

Carlos asked. Dumbfounded. He watched as you smiled shyly, refusing to make eye contact with him. He could practically feel the ugly feeling of jealousy in his stomach, as he forced himself to smile.

“Yeah..believe me I wasn’t expecting it myself!” You laughed.

Ah.

Carlos just wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. His throat was tightening and it was getting harder to breathe. “So, who’s the lucky guy?” He asked almost a little quietly.

“He’s..well, I can’t just tell you!”

You exclaimed. With a smirk. Looking smug as you leaned on your locker.

“Oh well, how about you…I dunno, describe him? That’s allowed right?” He asked again, prying. Whoever your crush was, he’s sure one lucky guy.

“Oh, that’s okay..? I guess” you hummed in thought. “Lets see…well he’s such a sweet guy overall but not a lot of people realize it!” you practically yelled out. Your eyes shining brightly, as you sighed with a dazed look.

Sweet

“He’s absolutely perfect, well..to me he is”

Perfect

“He’s just…so so nice too! I don’t understand why nobody realizes how—”

Nice

Carlos’ ears were ringing. Whatever you were saying it became inaudible to him, every noise became muffled and it was as if the world was spinning to him. His head hurt. His heart hurt. Everything hurts.

“I’m sorry, I gotta head home or else mama will kill me for being late again” he said quickly. Running away from you. He ignored how you called out to him desperately.

His pace quickened. He didn’t need any more clues to figure out who your dumb crush was, of course it was non other than his dear twin brother. Camilo Madrigal.

It was always him. Always the perfect student, always the perfect son, and always the perfect fucking guy. Carlos was a fool to have thought he had a chance with you, of course you liked his brother. It was always his fucking brother, never him.

He almost laughed at the thought.

Who would want him?

Why would anyone want him?

Even his parents didn’t want him. Sure they had never voiced it out but it was clear in the way they always spoke so disappointed with him, always with that look of disapproval.

What hurt the most was that he knew he couldn’t have you right from that start. But no matter how hard he tried he was always flooded by the thought of you, the idea of you being together and the fantasy of being a couple. He wasn’t sweet like his brother, he wasn’t perfect and he was so so far from it.

Before he even knew it, his feet had brought him to an empty park. Then it started raining. Horribly. It was as if the universe was shoving it right into his face on how miserable he was. He decided to stop and sat down under a tree.

It was so cliché that it was hilarious.

“I’m so stupid,” he mumbled to himself.

An image of you flashed before his eyes and he could feel his breath hitch, a broken sob wracking out, tears then kept flowing out no matter how hard he tried to make it stop, desperately wiping away his face as he found it harder and harder to breathe.

He didn’t deserve you at all.

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Part 2?