#yandere monster prom

[fiona-my-love]

Hello! Just thought I’d let you all know that I might try taking requests or writing for a few other fandoms out of pure brain rot,, feel free to request for poppy playtime, yandere sim, saiko no sutoka, garten of banban (I hate it but like it’s so bad that I love it sm like it’s so silly), rainbow friends, Backrooms, cookie run, monster prom, skullgirls, encanto, monster high, and lion king. I’m not putting these on the list tho these r the embarrassing ones. :3

god I want to be the first person to make garten of banban x reader so badly it would be SO fucking funny omg

[stupid-newt]

Cringetober days 11-13

[tims-coffee-addiction]

Hey I'm going to open up requests fanfics for almost any Fandoms such as but not limiting

Anything yandere, fluff, comfort (of any kind), angst

Welcome home

Dc

Marvel

Ddlc( doki doki literature club)

Heathers

Hamilton

Six

Deh (dear Evan hansen)

Bmc (be more chill)

Monster prom

Stardew valley

Slashers ( I will watch new horror movies)

And many many more

I have like 3 rules no shaming for suicide or sh, rape, and pls If I make a mistake tell me but pls don't be disrespectful I'm trying my hardest

[yandere-wishes]

｡⸝❀Desert Rose ❀⸜｡

𐙚 Yandere! Paul Muad'Dib Atreides x Reader x Yandere! Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Plot: You miss the desert. Miss the sun and the sand and the place where they buried your heart. So you run and pray that they won't catch you. 

⁀➷Warnings: Yandere behavior, obsessive tendencies blood and gore, bloodplay, knifeplay, injuries, Feyd being Feyd. Paul is high on spice for 60% of the story. Part two will be much more fluffy. 

The thing they don't tell you about the desert is that it's alive. A breathing creature with feelings and a beating heart.~💜

There's blood on the Sietch floor, red and thick and sacrilegious. 

You thought you had run far enough, fast enough. You thought you had escaped. 

How terrifying it is to be betrayed by that which you love most. How terrifying it is when you've forgotten how to harmonize with that which love most. 

That applies to the desert.

That applies to people too. 

There's something about the sun that's never been more poetic. It's harsh in its lashes, a cruel master, reminding you of what you'd been born into. It beats down something terrible and you can't help but suppress the frantic giggle that escapes your dry lips."You're so mean" you mumble, the glimmers muddle your focus. You see silhouettes of blue-eyed warlords and tar-painted gladiators. Feel phantom kisses rummage across the hollow of your bones. 

All of this is too familiar.

It makes you sick. 

Back then your father had reveled in Muad'Dib's coming. Proud to meet a warrior such as he. He'd spent hours refining his war plans, polishing his battle tactics. It's always such a strange site to see excitement in such a strict man. 

He introduced himself as destiny's child when he arrived. Dissolved and dehydrated with curls coated in sand. He was the desert's golden boy sent to fulfill every prophecy you'd ever been told. 

And yet, to you, he'd simply looked like just another heartthrob.

Just another boy's name to whisper to your friends during blasphemous games under the starry night sky. He had been no different than any tribal leader or warrior's son. That was truly such a miraculous time, back when such an atrocious thing had been merely a girlhood toy. 

Your father hadn't proposed marriage or alliances. That's not the Freman way, not during war. That doesn't stop the renegade gaze you've felt since he arrived. There's something stalking the desert, something too powerful to contain. You feel its chill, like the space between breaths before the breaching of the shai hulud. 

"You can call me Paul..." 

Lisan Al Gaib

The desert is a cacophony of dreams and nightmares. Deadly once the blood-deep navigation atrophies from constant complacency. You try to remember the prom of each foot. When to straighten, when to bend. Each step feels like treading through a mirage, murky and viscous. Too thick, too loose, you think you might sink. Fall through a false bottom into something great and endless. 

There is no bottom, no end. 

Only darkness, vast and perpetual. 

You wonder if that's what it feels like to be swallowed by a sandworm. If there is security in its infinite stomach. If it's better than the Arrakeen Palace. Daunting, soulless structure, home to monsters and killers. 

The sand grows thin. 

It's always the thinnest nearest a Sietch.

You made it...

You wonder why it had all felt so gruesome, so unholy. Paul's cacoon of naivety was breached, its remnants nesting underneath his feet, their spines snapping with each ground-quaking step he took. Arrakis had given birth to something monstrous, something ravenous. Yet all you had seen was a youthful face that tells not of horrors or suffering. It only promises freedom. 

Freedom was supposed to taste sweet, satisfying. The first sip from a childhood oasis. And you guess it had, for a little while. Before the realizations set in. Anyone who so openly grants freedom can take it away too. 

Paul inhales the reverence of the crowd. Savors the saccharine taste of victory on his tongue, before he spits out the essence of his hatred. Watching the blood scorch away under the desert sun. 

He swears he sees the sand dunes bow from the corner of his eye, they're towering magnificently bestowing something lethal onto him. Something they've yearned for, something fragile, something ancient. He deems it responsibility, duty, divinity and spins it into an enamelware crown.

Paul had become king. Not emperor, not sovereign, not overlord. Not yet at least. He's not the boy-prince from a distant planet anymore either. There no longer exists a boyhood carved of temperamental weathers and jagged salt-covered rocks. No more fairy tales of great dukes fighting bulls by the seaside and young princes running off on fighter jets to save mystical witches. There is only the sand and the giants underneath it, only a prophecy cracked whose ichor covers him in gold and stardust. 

He is Muad'Dib, savoir of Dune. 

Paul's eyes rummage through the crowd. Hungry, desperate

seeking out something, someone whose devotion does not show. 

He memorizes the scowl on your face, the dip of your lips. How he longs to feel them under his thumb. 

Duels concluded in death. When the ground has been fed its blood depts. When Jannah and Jahannam are granted another soul. That is when the victor arises. Duels end in death, in a chipped knife and a broken body on the floor. 

This one did not...

The memory still haunts you. 

Not in its breach of rite.

Nor its contradictions to morality.

But in what comes after.

The fear of the thing that was allowed to live...

Paul hadn't killed Feyd. Beaten, mauled, tamed. But not killed.

There is a rostrum made of sand and burnt bones. It was meant to serve as a victory throne, a symbol of a war and a revolt. You aren't so sure about that anymore. Not when it's being desecrated, by a survivor of the very thing it vowed to eradicate. Atop the dias, Paul stands, fingers swathed tightly around a pale, maimed wrist. The crowd stares, speechless as the prophetic son appoints a battered and bleeding Harkonnen Na-baron as his aid, his duke.  

Feyd-Rautha is all jet blacks and blood reds. His eyes hold daggers, impaling anyone who dares to look into them. You can not fathom why Paul, the one who promised a paradise and an end to the Harkonnen oppression would do such a thing. You never thought him holy, you didn't consider him cruel either. 

Paul hands over the spice trade to Feyd. He speaks of concentrated zones away from life. Somewhere deep and forgotten. He says "virtuous" as if it's a sermon only he can comprehend. "We need the funds, we need to rebuild, to fight. The spice is valuable and it will not hinder the awakening of Dune. My cousin will oversee its harvest and trade. The finances will be brought back to Arrakis, back to the Freman."

Maybe it's sorrow, a slithering nuance that won't leave. Maybe it's guilt twice folded and misplaced. Desperation for a kinsmanship

with a family, he had thought all lost. The way he looks at Feyd speaks of hope and trust and everything else a little boy feels when he's dragging his friend by the hand through a forest made of splendor and ideation. But Paul isn't a little boy anymore and Feyd has never been naught save a killer. And you, you can't help but notice how the Muad'dib begins to lose his golden hue. 

The Sietch is cavernous, domed ceiling that expands into the rocks and sandy tiles that stretch as far as the eye can see. Unaltered spice particles dance in the gentle filtered rays of the sun. It feels like home. Like freedom and paradise and everything else those two men had stripped you of. Your body slumps by one of the etched walls. Awaiting your fellow Freman to find you. 

There is a stiffness in the Freman, an elegance that must be mastered. You'd once thought it inherited, a mere bone structure passed on from mother to child. You're not so sure anymore. The stiffness reverberates off the Sietch walls, it's obvious now that it's never been about straight spines and high-held heads. It's the ideals, the loyalties that Fremen carve into their souls. Sooner or later someone will inform the king of where his darling hides. 

All of Arrakis knows who you belong to. 

One of the older women tunnels water down your throat, she cradles your head and shushes you when you try to speak. She spills advice, motherly advice, into your veins. Telling you of how blessed you are to be chosen by the Lisan Al Gaib and his blood. Her embrace is a vice, coddling suffocating and not at all unpleasant. There is a sleek comfort between the witherd silk of her chador. It heartens fatigue residing stubbornly between your bones. It causes your eyes to fade and your mind to race. You forgot the terrors that lay outside, the advancing menace carrying crystalknifes and a voice that shakes worlds. Darkness beckons, a welcomed change. For the first time in months, you feel safe...

You are still a Freman, born of sand and spice. There is a future somewhere with palm trees and rosa persica. You intend to find it, to hold it between your hands running tired fingers over soft cloud-light edges. Arrakis has stood for longer than most planets have existed. You refuse to abandon its fate to a spice addict and a manic.

It's obvious, isn't it?

Maybe it always was...

Arrakeen palace is shaped like a heart, something eternal ungraved. It was young when you first marched through its grand gates. It had felt no less threatening than the sandworms beneath your feet. The spice that flew through the halls was suffocating, a distant, permutated relative of the elixir that had raised you. 

Paul's chancery is something empty, a cut out of Kaahgel masquerading as a citadel of dominance and perspicuity. It, much like the rest of the palace is novice and new. Paul sits in an awkwardly placed plush parlor chair, one retrieved from Caladan no doubt. He squirms in his seat as if his body has too many angles to fit properly in the rounded chair. He's far too accustomed to soft sands and jagged boulders. To sitting cross-legged on something loose and malleable. This luxury is unwelcomed, uncomfortable. You only notice Feyd when his demonic eyes suddenly land on you. He's languidly draped on the carpeted floor. His back half propped up by a quarter-painted wall. He's feeding slices of fruit into his mouth, savering the nick of the knife along his tongue. 

They look so innocent. Sinless, carless little boys playing in a sanctuary fort. Hiding from life and its crushing expectations.

Paul follows his cousin's gaze, he's out of his seat and across the room before you have time to knock. You note the blackness under Paul's eyes, how the synthetic blue feels distant and sunken. Almost as if they're looking at you from meters inside a cave. He's wandering through the twilight of exhaustion. Paradying awakeness like a lost bat caught in the afternoon sun. He's only surviving on artificial energy from the spice he so readily consumes. 

There is an exhilarating lilt in the timber of his voice. A galvanization in the way your name spills from between his lips. "What brings you here?" Paul's fingers dance across your shoulders, gripping them as one does their favorite toy. His eyes hold a fragile reverence, something unstable, denating with the slightest breath. "Lord Usul..." you begin, eyes bouncing between the sandy beiges of the walls. "You don't need to be so formal. Just say my name, like the first time we met." His nails start to dig into your arms, a jovian strength only a divine may possess. You don't remember leaving a deep impression. 

"Paul, I-I need to talk to you about..." Your vision cuts to Feyd, a hidden flare penetrates his legs, you don't dare look the Harkonnen in the eyes. He's far too feral for such raw exhibitions of hate. Yet you want him to feel your abhorrence, your detest. Paul understands, he knows what you're going to say before you've even finished rehearsing in your head. "Feyd doesn't mind, you can talk freely in his presence, I promise you, he won't bite." You swallow the need to argue, to protest, he bites, he definitely bites, and lacerates and kills...

It's easy to fall between the crevices of his voice, to allow the gentle nudges to sway your decisions for you. You wonder if the words coming from your mouth are even truly your own. They had sounded so absolute in your head. So firm. Now they sound dented, feeble, like a child begging to remain awake. You tell the king of how you disapprove of the spice trade, that it should be ceased. Its termination can only benefit the war, hindering the galactical navigation of your enemies. Paul listens with a distracted sort of attendance. His eyes melt into you, tracing your features with a delicate precision. You feel like a map, laid bare, feeding him information. Information he ignores, opting to busy himself with tracing continents and oceans. "Paul please listen" you beg. "Please". You notice an ignited flicker in his eyes, snapping him out of his lucid trance. "You know, since you feel so strongly about...everything. Maybe, maybe you should stay here. With us. Be the queen or duchess or whatever. You can help us rebuild. You can-" 

"What?" Your body jerks back, his fingers don't leave your forearms, pulling you back, closer. "Lord Usual...Paul...what are-" Something slithers between your bones, your skin, your muscles. Pushing past the cracks and sliding inside you. His mind grasps yours, echoing his desire, mapping out its constellation between your crux. 

Paul feels in blues, blues that make up the nuance between worlds. 

The ocean behind the largest dune

The lake beneath the greatest mountain.

The lamination of spice over one's eyes. 

It somehow ends with you. Covered in a color that mimics ambitions and dreams and something practically attainable. 

You feel him reach out, pushing you back into the physical world. Away from the luminous tints and flickering landscapes. 

"I'm saying that everything I do reminds me of you. It's hard not to dedicate every single breath to your memory." Paul's eyes are blown wide, there's a lament carved into his voice. He's pleading, desperate, like trying to chisel rock with a pebble. You don't like where this is going, don't like the mania, the love that's painted so vividly on his face. Your stomach churns, false ecstasy pumping in agonizing doses. This is wrong, you shouldn't feel flattered, gleeful. This isn't a miracle or a blessing. It's a curse, you know this, you have to run to escape. But something in you freezes, a sickly silver of devotion, of habit, a tradition force-fed into your soul keeps your legs stiff and still. 

Devotion is such a slippery thing. Always so close to suffocating. Sometimes all it's good for is a knife that kills. Just a grain of salt in a pulsing wound. 

Your eyes flicker across the room, trying to look at something, anything but him, anything but the Muad'dib who could make you grovel at his feet like a doll without even opening his mouth. It's only in your frantic search for an affix point, that you notice the beast is missing. His dominion left empty. You feel a chill in the room. Something stalking closer, something lethal and rogue. You scream shriveling into Paul's arms as someone grips your waist from behind, encaging you. "You were right cousin, she's as beautiful as you described...and as brave." Your breath hitches, he's touching you. Your body twitches as a cold sweat breaks. "Paul" you plead looking up into his electric blue eyes. He only smiles, contorting his features into something they're not, something soft and arrogant. You see triumph shimmer through his mind. He's won a game you didn't know you were playing. Crowned victor by fate and circumstance and...

and prophecy.

Paul cradles your cheek in his hand, tilting your head up to look at you. 

 "The first time I set eyes upon you, I knew you were the girl in my dreams. The desert rose beckoning me to Arrakis, to Dune. Don't you see, we've been bound by fate?" 

No. 

Feyd slowly licks the shell of your ear, he hums in satisfaction, an action you didn't know could be laced with so much malice. He murmurs something into your jugular, something too violent to decode. 

No.

Please no. 

It's easier to love than to be loved. 

There's a jolt that rings you awake, something violent crawling under your skin. You feel it before you witness it, witness the cold and loneliness not viable in the desert temples. 

The halls scream in silence, 

Hollow, employed out. 

"Hello?" The eerie reverberation of your words leaves you shivering. Scraping along the walls, tumbling into doorless rooms trying to find someone, anyone. You can't remember the last time you'd been alone. 

Utterly alone.

You didn't notice it at first. Didn't notice the unnatural stillness and the deafening silence. there is no life here, but it takes a practically mangled corpse for you to look down at the floor. 

There's blood on the Sietch floor, red and thick and sacrilegious. 

You thought you had run far enough, fast enough. You thought you had escaped. You turn and you run, back from that which you came, feet thundering across the sand-dusted floor. You don't know where you're going, why even run? Helplessness swells inside you, coiling in intricate knots. Only to snap violently when you cross the third threshold. 

The corpses lie at his feet. your frenzied brain tries to count them, only going up to eight before it forgets what comes after. There is more, more bodies, more blood...more bones? But you can't focus on anything else except the glabrous man standing over them, knife pointed downwards, dripping into an endless sea of red. 

Your father used to tell you tales of rivers made of blood. Of mad men claiming divine crusades as they fed bodies into the endless stream. 

You never thought you'd witness it.

It shouldn't feel as conflicting as it does. 

"Darling..." Feyd's voice is gravel on gravel. Rough and coursed. It grinds against your skin reawakening every half-healed scar. 

"no, dear maker, please no" Feyd's gaze rakes over you, lingering on every detail. Toying and probing, much like a predator sizing up its frightened prey. "I missed you" his voice is purely threatening, mocking, he wants you back, needs you back. You can't be forgiven for this deliberate offense.

You try to bolt passed him, it's like a gallon of adrenaline has been shot straight into your chest. There's a scream in the air, you're not sure who it belongs to. you make it to the hallway leading to the contraction arena. Where the bearers of the water of life are nursed. You can see the stone-carved stairs and someone sitting there...

The ground slips beneath your feet, the red liquid having leaked under your soles. In the next breath, you're plunging into redness, shrouded and engulfed and bathed in the blood of your own kind. It feels warm and safe and disgusting. Like watching the stars of your favorite constellation collapse within themselves. It's a destructive kind of comfort, one that only ends in pain and bruises and fractured bones in places you can never wholly identify.

You're drowning, 

the more you thrash the harder it gets to stand. 

You feel the blood entangling you, weaving around your body like a net. 

and then like a shadow, he's over you. 

Looming with the promise of pain, of the misery of the savagery only he can offer.

"Feyd..." his name is razorblades upon your tongue. Your eyes catch his, distant voids colliding. Since when did you start looking into his eyes? When did the torture become worth it? His fingers ensnare your jaw, pushing cheeks and bones together. Feyd straddles your body, knees splashing into the blood. He tugs your head forward violently, before pounding it onto the floor. You moan out in pain a mangled, distorted noise. He only chuckles. Before repeating the motion. "You ran from us, you left us. I should kill you here and now. Bleed you out with the rest of these traitors!" it's hard not to notice the pain his voice harbors, odd how even a monster like Feyd can have his feelings hurt. He lifts his knife, wrapping both hands around the handle before plunging it into your abdomen. You choke, on a shriveled scream or a throat filled with blood you do not know. The colors are dulling and pulsating, somehow too dark and too bright at the same time. Everything feels like it's made of flowing water. Precious streaming water. You can feel the throbbing at the back of your skull, you feel the giddy patter of your heart, and the nervous ticks of your hips under Feyd. 

Feyd...

Has he always been so beautiful?

Your body feels so hot and your mind feels so distant. 

Everything feeds into his endless beauty. 

Why are your lips pulsing? 

your teeth sink in, trying to still the need to kiss. 

"What's wrong princess, trying to play innocent? I know your tricks."

Feyd traces your lips with his. Fingers snake into your hair, pulling at odd intervals. "my sweet stupid little girl" he whispers, a curse and a blessing. He sucks on your bottom lip biting it harshly. Slipping his tongue between your teeth. His kiss is possessive, and swallowing. You feel yourself sinking deeper, wanting him to consume you whole. When he pulls back you feel like you can't breathe, you only existed within his kiss. It's the last thing binding you to this world. 

But then his head dips down. Leaving open-mouthed kisses upon the gushing injury. Feyd drinks deeply from your open wound, ravaging the blood and pushing in silver of a forgotten moonlight. The way his tongue laps at the gaping hole and torn ligament sends a shutter up your spin. When he lifts his head again you watch mesmerized by the way your essence drips from his lips. He kisses you again ferocious and deep and all conusiming. 

You feel so lost and so found.

Grounded and afloat. 

It's only when a scream, a familiar one, in a distance distorted sort of way, rings across the hall that you start to pull away. You push yourself up, palms slipping on the liquid life. From behind Feyd, you notice a man and a women. Young, scared. There is revulse in their blue eyes, yet you can't navigate its direction. You're sure if you weren't bleeding out you could identify them, you're sure you knew them in this lifetime. You hear the blood gushing, hear the crisp whistle of the blade as it slices through flesh. 

Once

Twice. 

Only then does the alluring migraine sober. The metallic tang of blood wafting through the air makes you sick. It's odd how the repugnant scent had alluded you until now.  Even if you'd been lying right in it. You wonder if such a scent would bother them. You doubt it, they tend to revel in the red glory and its hypnotizing associations. 

"Took you long enough, cousin" Feyd's head is turned watching as Paul steps past the corpses. His eyes are vibrant, a sapphire blue that cuts through time and space. He kneels next to you, gaze devouring you in your pitiful state. "why did you run?" he is cold, hurt. His blue eyes betray a degree of relief hidden by a defrauding glower. "I-we love you, you mean everything to us." You look away too exhausted to put up an argument. "I missed being home." You mumble. You swore for a minute something akin to comprehension ripples through the air. You're too delusional to believe in anything solid anymore. But maybe Paul understands, maybe he yearns for the desert too. Maybe he'll go easy on you...

Paul's fingers glide across your stomach, scattering the dust particles that have landed on your still form. The light from the high windows glimmers off the three of you painting something holy, something right, in another world, in another lifetime. When he sees the wound Feyd created he chuckles. " Stars Feyd, at least try to keep her alive." Paul's nails gently rack across the torn ligament, idly playing with the loose skin. Feyd laughs deep and psychotic -is it wrong to say you missed it?- "I couldn't help myself, you should have seen her. Eyes blown wide covered in blood. Stars I just want-" you interrupt him with a low moan. Paul rubs his calloused thumb over your wound, soothing the cut before he presses down. Hard.  

 when he hears the moan he presses harder. Making you wither and hiss. "This is a punishment, (y/n), you're not supposed to be enjoying it." His fingers slither into the open wound, stretching out the ligament " You jolt and holler and cry, begging him to stop. "You're my oasis, the only thing I love in this world. But you ran. YOU LEFT US." His words glitch and crack, the voice shining through penetrating you with a knife seeped in guilt. "I'm sorry." you choke out, only to be rewarded by another harsh cut from Feyd's knife. "I'm the daughter of the desert..." you protest, tears slipping past your hooded eyes. "You're our lover" Feyd barks defensively, aggravated. When the tears begin to leak the pain stops. "Don't waste your water" Paul mutters, wiping away a tear and sucking it between his lips savoring your delicate taste. 

Paul cradles your bleeding head in his lap, lowering his to kiss your crimson-soaked lips, "I love you" he mumbles against you, trying to press the core of his words into you. Making you feel him, making you believe. Feyd tucks your hair out of your face. Slowly pulling you up by your shoulders. The thin smile he offers is such a rare sight it makes your heart explode.

Why did you run away?

Why did you leave the ones you love most?

Your heart is laying on a bed of nails.

Somehow that feels fitting. 

Feyd pulls off the top of his stillsuit, discarding the armor-like pieces. Slowly he lays in the gore, he pulls you over him. His motions slow, mesmeric. You follow just another wave trapped in the current. You're so torn and hurt, broken in ways that can never properly heal. You let it happen, it's easier this way. Slowly he licks his blade clean of your blood, he grabs your wrist places the hilt in your hands, and tucks your fingers over it. "Hold on tight," he advises as he draws your hand back and brings the knife down between his defined muscles. The moan he lets out is profane, it makes you feel euphoric, filled to the brim with the merriment of guilt. Feyd kisses you again, his tongue pushes past your teeth, his conquest of you feels Harkonnen in every way. His tongue down your throat feels like a heavenly bliss. From behind Paul breaks the back of your stillsuit, he licks a strip up and down your spine. You moan into the kiss with Feyd. Slowly Paul starts to whisper firefly kisses into each vertebrae. Sucking melodies into the frail bones. His teeth snick between the cartilage, all scorpion stings, and cobra bites. It feels so right.

Feyd is a cannibalistic star, relishing in the way your wounds bleed into his. He feeds off your pain, feeds off the pain you grant. He's delusional with a cosmic kind of lust. Pulling celestials from their homes to burn into his own body. He loves you, loves how you penetrate him with a knife clad in anathema and adherence too turbulent to understand. 

Paul is, in many ways Feyd's opposite and in many others his equal. The quintessence of the path to hell being paved with good intentions. His kisses are the desert's curse and it's love. He's an entire solar system revolving around the only two people he has left to love. 

Slowly the world grows dark. You feel it hard to remain awake. "Sweet dreams princess" you hear Paul whisper as Feyd shuffles under you. You fall into his expecting arms. Safe and strong. The day has been so long and bootless. so tiring. so vexing. 

Yet somehow, in the endlessness of the moment, it matters all so little. Paul is here and he can hang the stars upon the night sky. Feyd is here and he can slaughter the universe and call it entertainment. You are safe with them, safe and happy and satisfied. 

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pink aesthetic

south park

hazbin hotel

12 years old (as in age)

stranger things

yandere simulator

homestuck

pesteroyest (i think it's pesterquest but i can't read it )

homestuck 2

clone high

your turn to die

killing stalking

hiveswap friendsim

ducktales

any objects show

monster prom

monster high

musicals

hetalia

death note

gacha club

detroit become human

big mouth

adult cartoons

IDV

attack on titan

doki doki (literature club)

avatar the last airbender

fire emblem

battle for bdfi

madoka magica

anime at all

[hoesoflamentation]

𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕪'𝕤 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟜 𝕓𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥 | 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕕𝕒𝕪, 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕓𝕠𝕤! (𝟙𝟠+ 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪)

HOW TO PLAY:

bake me a birthday cake! choose 2-3 ingredients from my lists of faves below & put them in my ask box to bake. i'll be taking requests until the end of july 2024, or when i reach 26 requests (for my 26th birthday!)

RULES & TERMS:

18+ only. i MUST be able to verify your age in order for you to participate. if you wish to be anonymous in my asks, you MUST message me so i can confirm your age.

2-3 "ingredients" (categories) per request. no more, no less. you may request either a fandom OR a character. if you request a fandom, i will choose the character! any adult or aged-up character from that fandom is fair game.

no "secret ingredients" allowed! (i.e. no requesting the inclusion of additional elements that aren't listed below). an exception is if you would specifically like to request gn! or afab! reader. i do not write m! or amab! reader.

INGREDIENTS LIST:

𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕣 (fandoms)

jjk

obey me!

haikyuu!

mysme

atla

tokrev

hxh

yashahime

monster prom

𝕤𝕦𝕘𝕒𝕣 (characters)

levi (om!)

mammon (om!)

oikawa (hq)

kuroo (hq)

mikey (tokrev)

draken (tokrev)

nanami (jjk)

sukuna (jjk)

geto (jjk)

zuko (atla)

hisoka (hxh)

inuyasha (yh)

damien (mp)

𝕖𝕘𝕘𝕤 (k!inks)

ddlg

tentacles / monster-fuck!ng

spanking / paddling

hitting / slapping

biting / marking

bondage

knife play

yandere

𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕜 (prompts)

"happy birthday, princess"

"this is the best gift i could have asked for"

"now close your eyes and blow out the candles"

"are you ready for your surprise?"

"i wanted to be the first one to wish you a happy birthday"

"i'm going to make this the best birthday you've ever had"

"wait 'til you see your real present"

"my wish just came true"

MESSAGE ME TO JOIN THE TAGLIST !! I MUST BE ABLE TO VERIFY YOUR AGE

[xjulixred45x]

HELLUVA BOSS/HAZBIN HOTEL

English

Helluva Boss rant

Why i hate the STOLYTZ

Theory of Belphegor

Rambling about Look My Way

Rambling about Asmodeus and Next episode

Rambling about Millie

Fizzmodeus FUCKING SUCK at hidding their romance 🤣

Stolas DID NOT get hurt in WE

Hazbin Hotel x Monster Prom idea

Hazbin Hotel x Monster Prom idea Part 2

Yandere Vox rant

^aditional ask/ Vox x House wife!Reader?

^Darling with Migraines after he uses his hipnótic trick on them

Fizzmodeus x Pomni Reader

Douma! Reader in Hazbin Hotel

Akaza! Reader in Hazbin Hotel

Gyutaro! Reader in Hazbin Hotel

The ACTUAL people of Charlie are the Hellborns

Hazbin Hotel crew with Bill Cipher Reader

Hazbin Hotel crew with Hunter TOH like Reader

Guess who just watched Apology Tour/Helluva Boss Critique

Español

Rant de Helluva Boss

Porque odio el STOLYTZ

Teoría de Belbegof

Rant de Helluva Boss: Look My Way/Mirame

Rant de Asmodeo y el siguiente episodeo

Rant sobre Millie

Fizzmodeus APESTABAN ocultando que eran pareja🤣

Stolas NO SE LASTIMO en WE

Hazbin Hotel x Monster Prom

Hazbin Hotel x Monster Prom 2

Rant sobre Yandere Vox

Vox x Lector@ ama de casa/espos@ trofeo

Darling tiene migrañas después de que Vox le hipnotiza

Fizzmodeus x Pomni! Lectora

Douma! Lector@ en Hazbin Hotel

Akaza! Lector en Hazbin Hotel

Gyutaro! Lector en Hazbin Hotel

La VERDADERA gente de Charlie son los Hellborns

Bill Clave en Hazbin Hotel

Hunter(Toh) en Hazbin Hotel

Critica de Helluva Boss/Apology Tour

[drippingviolets3]

I’ve been getting into monster prom recently and while I definitely think I should start writing for it, this is about something totally different, but I mention monster prom because of a secret route that inspired this prompt!

So imagine a yandere au, idc what fandom it could be Genshin or danganronpa or whatever, but the yandere’s darling has a sibling (because let’s face it, almost everyone reading this has a high chance of having a sibling apart from me). Yandere gets the bright idea to go to them for help, and they tell them they’ll write a book of information about darling, and yandere is more then happy to give them the money they want!

They get them the money, and their sibling gives them the book. The yandere scurries home, and excitedly opens the notebook to see what they can find, and start reading the following:

“What you hold on your hands is a book about my sibling _____. This book is the key to scoring a date with the-HA YOU FUCKING THOUGHT.

Yeah I know you’re a fucking creep, why else would you come crawling to me for information? Here’s a tip for getting close to _____, DON’T go to random people and buy information from them. I filled the rest of this book with dick drawings, but don’t you expect any refunds from me.”

Yandere flips through the book to see if this is true and it is. They see abstract dicks, realistic dicks, dumb doodle dicks, dicks on dicks-you get the point.

Now yandere is back at square one with no new information, and a lot of dicks burned into their memory.

[apatheticcrossovers]

✨{Introduction}✨

Hello! You may know me from my other blogs. Well, i made a new one, cause I have no sense of impulse control, and I think he need more writing blogs specifically for crossover ships.

About Mod Apathetic

Just call me Mod Apathetic, or Apathetic!

I am an adult

I am a Fudanshi, Himedanshi, Profic, and Anti-hara!

Pangender probably, Any pronouns (no she/her)

My ao3 is ApatheticCrossovers, all requests and stuff will be archived over there!

I also plan on posting original fics here too!

My other blogs are @/Syrups-edit-corner (Edit requests), @/Syrups-fanfic-cafe (General requests), and @/Spookyscaryships (Edit/stim request blog run by both me and my friend)

If you aren't if I write for a certain fandom/topic, just ask please! I have anger issues and I will get extremely aggressive

WHAT I *WILL* DO:

Headcanons

Imagines/Oneshots

Crossover ships (Obviously)

Age gap ships (Including Minor/Minor age gaps, Adult/Adult Age gaps, and Minor/Adult age gaps)

Shipcest (Mainly headcanons cause, yaknow, crossover ships rarely have canon shipcest)

Alternate universes (Including "what if Character A was a canon character in Character B's universe" and Isekai type scenario's)

Yandere content

Ot3's (no more than 3 characters please!)

NSFW

WHAT I *WONT* DO:

Same Source/Series Ships (That included characters from two different games in the same series, and two different shows that take place in the same universe. This rule can be worked around if its an ot3 involving a character from a different source/series)

Satire/Joke ships (I have nothing against these types of ships, they just personally make me feel insecure about my own ships, since I take a lot of comfort in crossover ships /lh /gen.)

Things about active S/H (Things about recovering from S/H or brief mentions of it are fine!)

RPF/Stuff involving real people (Stuff like c!mcyt characters and musicals where the characters are based on real people are on thin ice /srs)

Drug Use/Abuse (Again, recovery is fine) [note: This rule does not and never while apply to weed. Weed is super cool /hj.]

Anything considered Unsanitary/generally gross (if you aren't sure if something would apply to this rule, please ask)

FANDOMS I'M IN:

Ace Attorney

Angels of Death

Animal Crossing

Afterl!fe (yes, even if the fandoms kinda dead)

Baldi’s Basics (+ mod/fangame characters)

Bendy and The Ink Machine

BFDI/BFB

Boyfriend to Death (Both 1 and 2)

Break In 1/2

Bugsnax

Cookie run (Both Ovenbreak and Kingdom)

Creepypasta

Danganronpa (all main games + UDG)

Deltarune

Doki Doki Literature Club

Doors (Roblox)

Eddsworld

Five Nights At Freddy’s series (+ Fangames)

Friday Night Funkin (+ Mods)

Happy Tree friends

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Henry Stickmin Series

HLVRAI

Homestuck

Huniepop (both 1 and 2)

Identity V

Inanimate Insanity

Inscryption

Junji Ito

Madness Combat

Minecraft Storymode

Monster Prom

Mortal Combat

My Little Pony

MyStreet

Obey Me! Shall We Date

Object Terror

Okegom

OHSHC

Rainbow Friends (Roblox)

Roblox Myths

Riddle School

Saints Rows series

SCP Foundation

Smile For Me

Sonic Series

South Park

Sr Pelo’s Spooky Month

Steven Universe

Tankmen Series

Telltales TWD Games

The Backrooms

The Nightly Manor

Therapy With Dr. Albert Krueger

Undertale (+ Au’s)

Vincent: Secret of Myers

Welcome Home

Yandere Sim

Your Turn To Die

Zardy’s Field

And more that I currently can’t remember :p

FANDOMS I'M NOT IN BUT I AM FAMILIAR WITH ENOUGH TO WRITE FOR:

DC

Dream SMP (Characters, never the streamers)

Marvel

Genshin Impact

HFJONE

Pizza Tower

Sparklecare Hospital

Spiderverse

Super Danganronpa Another (1 & 2, mainly 2)

Twisted Wonderland

Probably more that I, again, can't remember.

CURRENT REQUESTS:

[Tumblr Inbox]

Hopeless Romantic Part 2 (Millie May x Amy Rose x Moxxie)

Barbatos [Obey Me] x Yuri [DDLC]

Beast Boy [Teen Titans] x Steven Universe [SU] SOulmate AU Headcanons

Vector [Sonic the Hedgehog] x Alphys [Undertale] NSFW

Hellborn Artic Owl!Rarity [MLP] x Stolas [Helluva boss]

Fischl [Genshin Impact] x Gundham Tanaka [Danganronpa] NSFW Headcanons

[Ao3 Inbox]

Yuri [DDLC] x Noelle Holidy [Deltarune]

Donut Joe [MLP] is accusing Soarin's [MLP] new boyfriend, Drago [Animal Crossing], of stealing from his shop, and Soarin doesn't know who to side with.

Glamrock Freddy [FNaF] x Audrey Belrose [Huniepop] NSFW

Golfball [BFDI] x Tennisball [BFDI] x Test Tube [II] Headcanons

Monika [DDLC] x Senpai [FNF]

Collin [Helluva Boss] x Lila [Spooky Month] Short Fic

That's all! Feel free to request stuff from me! I'm always looking for new crossover ships to write about! /gen

[fiona-my-love]

Welcome to the clew!!

Do not @ me unless you’re directly talking about/to me.

Main blog: @fionay

Requests: OPEN

REQUEST QUEUE (not currently being updated)

Just one thing I’d like to mention, I don’t delete requests without a warning! If you don’t see your request pop up on the queue after about a day, and I didn’t give you a reason why I wouldn’t do it, Tumblr probably ate it. Make sure to resend if you’re unsure, I don’t mind light inbox spam, thank you!

MASTERLIST

ANONS

Platypus Anon, 🦊, 🎨

Fandoms I’ll write for

SCP

FNaF

Doki Doki Literature Club

Pokémon

DC

Warrior Cats

Helluva Boss

Hazbin Hotel

Sonic

Undertale

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare games

..And a whole lot more! Just ask!

Boundaries

Things that ARE allowed:

- Pretty much anything that isn't on the not allowed list!

- Very specific stuff. Ex: SCP 096 with a robotic cat companion who’s empathetic and blind and can read minds

- Gender neutral readers!

- Platonic x readers

- Mentions of having kids with the character, like family headcanons on if certain characters would want kids/how they would act around them

-LGBTQ+ related stuff

- Polyamory

- Light mental/physical health related stuff

- Darker themes, such as death and mental abuse.

- Yanderes

- Love letters from a character/characters reacting to love letter

- AUs

- Humanized characters

- “Who’s most likely to _”s

Things that are NOT allowed:

- Readers with specified gender, I can make it lean one way or the other, but that’s it. I can do feminine and masculine, just not directly gendered.

- Male pregnancy (not talking about ftm people, talking about weird shit), miscarriages, etc.

- Anything DIRECTLY sexual. I’m fine with implications or throwing in slightly suggestive bonus headcanons, but nothing centered around that. Stuff like pole dancer! reader is fine, but not direct smut.

- Fetish content.

- Cheating, breakup.

- S/A or r*pe. No forms of s*xual abuse will ever be allowed here.

- Romantic minor x adult readers, p*dophillia.

- Self hxrm, abused readers

- Animal abuse, including zoophillia or be*styality.

- Toxic relationships in a positive context. Like student x teacher relations being treated as innocent.

- Gender swaps

[eepy-sleepy-snoozer]

about me-

my name is kai

minor

in the united states

comfortable with any/all pronouns (except for it, please do not use it/its when referring to me)

lesbian, aroace

not sure about gender but i'm definitely not cis

got that dawg in me fr (audhd)

°•♡•°

i mostly just post about and reblog my interests, and those are-

marine life (more specifically jellyfish)

bugs

penguins

cats

various other critters

witchcraft and various witchy things

lgbtqia+ topics (rights, issues, petitions, etc.)

neurodivergent stuff

character/oc designs and making

the black phone

stranger things

the disastrous life of saiki k (kubokai 4ever)

yandere simulator, mostly the retelling written by @peachiime (you should check it out because it's really good and well thought out, plus kotohime is better than yandev)

the osemanverse, especially solitaire and radio silence

the sims 4

stardew valley (sambastian is 4ever, and haley is my fav bachelorette)

doki doki literature club

omori

danganronpa

stray

enstars

monster prom

road 96

the red strings club

°•♡•°

music that i like :>

mindless self indulgence

my chemical romance

pierce the veil

sleeping with sirens

the cure

molchat doma

ghost

paramore

slowdive

fallout boy

mitski

girl in red

the orion experience

tv girl

the smiths

queen

baby queen

the front bottoms

°•♡•°

dni list

nazis

racists

queerphobes

terfs

nsfw blogs

proshippers

pedos

yandev supporters

and all bigots in general

°•♡•°

idk i'm here to be silly and have fun xp

[vanilla-ending]

Ultimate F/O Masterlist

Format: Name (Media) - Relationship - Tag

** **- Uncomfortable sharing

~~ ~~- Kin

!! !! - 18+ source material, minors don't interact

Divider credit

I'm putting in pretty much every character I've posted on this blog but may come back and delete the ones that were very shortly lived, for now here is my (mostly) cohesive list-

Main/Current Fixation F/Os:

~~**Peter Quill (Guardians of the Galaxy) - Familial (Father) - Legendary Star-Lord**~~

Guardians of the Galaxy (GotG) - Familial - Bunch of Losers

~~Wade Wilson (Deadpool) - Romantic - Merc with a Mouth~~

Not fixated but still loved:

Remy “Gambit” LeBeau (X-Men/X-Men ‘97) - Romantic - House Always Wins

Engineer Mark (In Space with Markiplier) - Romantic - Don't Split Up

Mackenzie Paxon (ISWM) - Romantic? Platonic? - A Mack Guarantee!

~~Actor Mark (Who Killed Markiplier?)/Date Mark (A Date with Markiplier) - Romantic - Something Beautiful~~

Heist Mark (A Heist with Markiplier) - Romantic - Don't Split Up

Celine Doom/Whitacre (WKM?) - Romantic - With All My Heart

Celcionna F. Kelvina (ISWM) - Romantic - Think of the Colonists!

~~Fluttershy (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic) - Familial (Mother/Older Sister) - Kindness~~

Mane 6 (MLP:FiM) - Familial/Platonic - Elements of Harmony

Gamora Zen Whoberi Ben Titan (GotG) - Familial - Unspoken Thing

Rocket Raccoon (GotG) - Familial - Ain't No Thing Like Me

Puppet!Freddy, Foxy, Chica, Bonnie (Five Nights at Freddy's the Musical) - Familial (Children) - Time to Play

Mark Schmidt (FNaF the Musical) - Romantic - Surviving Five Nights

Matthew Afton/MadPat (FNaF the Musical) - Romantic - And You're the Victim

Nathan Fitzgerald (FNaF the Musical) - Platonic - Enjoy the Show

AJ (FNaF the Musical) - Platonic - Hey J!

Calculester Hewlett-Packard (Monster Prom) - Romantic - Love.EXE

Winnie the Pooh (The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh) - Familial/Platonic - Chubby Little Cubby

Raggedy Ann (the doll/Raggedy Ann and Andy’s Musical Adventure) - Familial/Platonic - Just A Rag Dolly

Retired (little to no interest):

The Author/Host (Danger in Fiction) - Romantic - Stranger in Fiction

Jackieboy Man (The Somewhat-Incredible Jackieboy Man) - Romantic - Back in Action!

!! Lawrence Oleander (Boyfriend to Death 2) - Romantic - I Love the Curve of Your Spine !!

Chase Brody (Bro Average) - Romantic - Bro Average

Captain Magnum (AHWM) - Familial/Platonic - The Greatest Treasure

Silver Shepherd (Super Infidelity) - Romantic - Super Zero

Mori Annus (Unus Annus) - Romantic - Deity in White

Clint Barton (Avengers) - Romantic - Gosh I Love Arrows

Mundy/Sniper (Team Fortress 2) - Romantic - Be Polite Be Efficient

Wanda Maximoff AND Vision (Avengers: Age of Ultron) - Romantic - I Just Feel You

Mobius M. Mobius (Loki) - Romantic - For All Time Always

Loki Laufeyson (Thor) - Romantic - Glorious Purpose

Kraglin Obfonteri (GotG) - Romantic - Ravager Red

Makoto Naegi (Danganronpa) - Romantic - The Ultimate Hope

Monokuma (Danganronpa) - Platonic? - It's Punishment Time!

Mikan Tsumiki (Danganronpa) - Romantic - The Ultimate Nurse

Kiyotaka Ishimaru (Danganronpa) - Romantic? Platonic? - The Ultimate Moral Compass

Nagito Komaeda (Danganronpa 2) - Romantic - The Ultimate Lucky Student

Ayano/Yandereiplier (Yandere Sim) - Romantic - I Love Senpai

Freddy FazBear (Five Nights at Freddy's) - ROMANTIC?? - Bear Hugs

Illinois James (AHWM) - Romantic - An Adventure Sounds Lovely

Google Red (Google Gets an Upgrade) - Romantic - Secondary Objective

Yoshi (Mario) - Platonic - Soft Yarn Dino

Henrik Von Schneeplestein (The Jacksepticeye Power Hour) - Romantic - Ze Good Doctor

!! Jacob Alden (Lurking for Love) - Romantic - Your Secret Admirer !!

!! Mason Heiral (The Price of Flesh) - Romantic - You Visited the Cabin !!

!! Celia Lede (TPoF) - Romantic - You Were Cleaned Up !!

!! Strade (Boyfriend to Death) - Romantic - Strade Loved You Too Much !!

!! Ren Hana (BtD) - Romantic - Ren Ate Your Heart !!

[brainpal-gachapon]

I saw the other mods doing this, so here's my (hopefully fully done) "media mod-madoka knows" list!! (disclaimer i genuinely forget what i like. a lot. its the cisaudhd im so sorry gang.) REGARDLESS HERE IT IS !!!!! -🍓

ALTER EGO (v good game)

Cookie Run

General Lunime Titles (gacha world, gacha life 1&2, gacha club, etc.)

Genshin Impact

Pokemon

Muse Dash

Project Sekai

Monster Prom/Camp/Roadtrip

Blush Blush (im so sorry)

Crush Crush (im so sorry again)

Doki Doki Literature Club

OMORI (very vaguely. i still have yet to actually get further than meeting sweetheart)

Slime Rancher (1 & 2)

The Stanley Parable

Changed

FNaF (literally any character not exclusive to the books; ive never read any of the books)

Fran Bow

Little Misfortune

Shelter / Shelter 2 / Meadow

Our Life; Beginning And Always

The Sims

BNHA / MHA

Little Witch Academia

Ouran High School Host Club

Aggretsuko (never finished season 1)

Bojack Horseman (never finished season 1)

Vocal Synths (mostly VOCALOID and UTAU though also a TEENY smidgen of Synth V through Teto and A Friend)

Obey Me! (Nightbringer & One Master To Rule Them all)

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K

Yandere Sim (unfortunately)

Creepypasta

Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss

(The start of) Twisted Wonderland

Splatoon (played 2&3 though never did story mode)

UNDERTALE and DELTARUNE

Lucky Star (haven't finished season 1)

Kakegurui (& Kakegurui twin!!)

K-On!

The Amazing Digital Circus

Murder Drones (not seen the whole series yet)

My Little Pony (only FiM; I refuse to watch the new gen in any form)

H*rry P*tter (unfortunately. Also FUCK JK R*wling)

DSMP (and very surface-level exposure to QSMP)

The Coffin of Andy and LeyLey

Rain World

Oneshot

Warrior Cats

Survivors (erin hunter; have NOT finished the full first arc.)

Wings of Fire (have not finished Sunny's book; already spoiled on a lot of things)

Honkai; Star Rail (have not finished Xianzhou Luofu quests, already spoiled on so much late-game content)

Honkai; Impact (i only very vaguely know ANYTHING about it)

Hamilton (the musical)

Mean Girls

Heathers (not actually watched it; ive absorbed so much information that i simply know most of the plot and characters)

KinitoPet

Class of 09

Date with Death (highly reccommend; love interest is adorable)

Buggy Dates (SEVERELY UNDERRATED AND FREE ON ITCH.IO)

Blooming Panic

Slay the Princess

Not my Neighbor

Among Us

Papers, Please

there's definitely stuff ive accidentally left out, but im tired and forgetful. hope i can steal some more requests soon hehe >:3c

[bimboothefool]

𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐬 & 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 & 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

Angels of Death | Bayonetta | Creepypasta | Danganronpa THH, SD2, UDG & V3 | Delicious in Dungeon/Dungeon Menshi | Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba | Eddsworld | EverymanHYBRID | Five Nights at Freddy’s | Friday Night Funkin’ | Identity V | Jujutsu Kaisen | Marble Hornets | Mario Series | Monster Prom, Camp & Roadtrip | My Hero Academia | Persona 3-5, Q & Q2 | Pokémon | Resident Evil | Scott Pilgrim vs The World | Sonic The Hedgehog | Soul Eater | Stardew Valley | The Amazing Digital Circus | Twisted Wonderland | Welcome Home

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬

- Fluff

- Light Angst

- Hurt/Comfort

- Yandere!Characters

- AU’s (either by me or others, but the creator of an AU must have given permission in my circus tent we respect boundaries)

- Character/Canon x Reader (Both Art & Fanfiction)

- Fem, Gender Neutral Reader

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬

- Minor x Adult Ships

- Suggestive or Lewd Situations w/ Minor Characters

- OC x Canon & Character x Character (Gotta pay me for that!)

- Suggestive/NS-FW Content (on a separate blog and twt account, I won’t reveal the name/url for my own safety)

- Child/Baby Reader or Character

- Human x Mobian (Romantic)

- Incest/Stepcest

- Cheater!Reader/Character

- IRL Serial Killers

- Celebrities or Youtubers

- Pregnant!Reader/Character

- Tribe Twelve

- Seven Deadly Sins Anime

- FN@F Kids Souls (For my fnaf fics it’s more so the characters themselves rather than the soul of the kids.)

[junovuno]

||𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧

Hii! I'm Juno and I'm here to tell you 🫵 that my requests are now open! Very exciting I know. What I write will be around 1000-2000 words long (or longer depending on the prompt) and I'll also be eternally grateful to get rid of writers block!

||𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

☆Genshin Impact

☆Harry Potter (J.K. Rowling sucks)

☆A3

☆PJO series

☆Monster Prom

☆CSM

☆Obey Me

☆Tears of Themis

☆And maybe some original content too!

||𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 ✔︎

☆Any gender of character or reader!

☆Everything x reader

☆Fluff. All the fluff in the world.

☆Romance

☆Platonic

☆Found family or family aus

☆Angst

☆Hopefully stuff that will make me cry writing it

||𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐙𝐨𝐧𝐞 𖨆

☆Character x Character (maybe if I know the ship haha)

☆NSFW! I'll probably write it in the future so you can of course request it! I might not be as likely to write for it though haha

☆Gore writing

☆Yanderes (only if it isn't super weird)

||𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 ☢︎︎

☆Anything illegal like S/A, incest, that kinda stuff

☆Anything that promotes hate

☆Really weird age gaps

☆Anything that I find out of my comfort zone in general!

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☆I might not get everyone, and please feel free to send another request if I miss yours!

☆I might take 1-3 days to write depending on motivation!

☆If you like what you see, consider following!

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NO-NO YES-YES MUNDAY MEME || ACCEPTING

Send ✋ for a prompt/plot/concept/ anything you refuse to role play

This is either going to be the most commonly accepted ‘refusal’ to roleplay stance or I will be ripped to shreds like a slab of beef around a group of street dogs.

BUT LIKE, I really don’t vibe with highschool AUs, with the exception of monster prom FOR my monster prom muses.

I don’t like the idea of massively deaging my characters, I don’t like the idea of trying to fit their stories to the standard Disney channel esc highschool scenerios, I don’t like the inherent misunderstanding the highschool AU trope brings to high schools as an institution and how unpleasant, underfunded and frankly harmful they can be to their students. I do not vibe!! It’s just, bleh, I don’t like it!

AND ON THAT NOTE, I HATE HATE HATE YANDERE AUS and concepts related to the romanticization of obsessive infatuation and tropes related! At best they are ableist, and at worst it is fetishizing sexual and domestic violence and abuse. It’s so nasty and it won’t be going on around here!