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halcyone-of-the-sea · 7 months

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Omg I am in love with your writing, I want to eat it-

A humble request for a Soap Drabble-

In the aftermath of a mission where Reader is kidnapped and tortured for information (the 141 saved them) Reader seems like her usual sunshine self, like she wasn’t just beaten within an inch of her life. Some accident happens while everyone is hanging out that triggers a flashback. Reader feels like she has to escape the base facility where she’s being held and the 141 chases reader, not knowing that it’s making it worse-

Basically a PTSD episode that leaves reader going all Rambo and Soap calms her down- lots of Hurt/Comfort and hugs :)

—Find Me

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 5k Drabble Masterlist ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ ❝ [You're finally back in One-Four-One's hands, but that doesn't mean you're saved. Johnny tracks you down after a violent episode.] ❞

The worst part is that you don’t even remember most of it. By whatever coping mechanism that you’d been cursed with, all you can bring forward is snippets. The doctors tell you it’s a blessing in disguise, of course—if you remembered how they had broken you over, and over, and over again, you would be…unrecognizable.

But not knowing and having this paranoia in the back of your skull was far worse than guessing where the new scars started and ended; how they got there in the first place.

It was like everything was one second away from falling apart again.

Sitting in the rec room on base, you may have managed to fool the therapists and pass through the medical evaluation, but you can’t, not for one minute, fool Johnny.

It started with a casual comment.

“We don’t have to be here, y’know?” The Scot had said. “Let’s just go someplace a bit quieter, aye, Dearie? It’s gettin’ late out.”

You had sent him a side-eye, your arms crossed. It had been wrong to ignore the pound of your heart like that—to ignore how your skin was sweaty and your voice shook as you spoke above the laughing of fellow soldiers.

But you had to keep the act up. Even with him.

“It’s nothing, Soap,” you ease. “We’re all here to have a good time. I’m fine.”

Those cobalt blues were tight, worried. Every part of his face was tight with concern as his feet shuffled, elbow moving back to the table behind the two of you.

“You’re not actin’ right, Little Lady,” he mutters, his jaw clenching as he watches you closely. “There’s no shame in it—”

“Would you just quit it, Johnny,” you snap, looking over sharply. “God, I’m not gonna break apart like some weak bitch, okay?”

He’s quick to clarify, hand moving up in a display you would use for a feral animal. “I never meant it like that.”

Your head turns away, and you roll your eyes. Simon and Price watch closely from the corner of the room, their conversation from previous falling silent.

But you couldn’t have accounted for the way Gaz strolled past, or how the soldier was walking back over from the pool table, swinging his cue stick in some wide arch to mess around with his friends.

But you also couldn’t have accounted for the sudden flash you’d have to the breaking of bottles over your head—of glass being ripped out of your shredded flesh and thrown to the ground.

Your body seizes up as Gaz’s cup shatters, and your eyes all at once go far away.

Johnny’s shocked face had snapped to the scene in front of him, blinking quickly as he stood and was about to go get a broom.

“Best watch where you’re swingin’ that thing there, eh?” He says to the soldier who looks highly embarrassed, Gaz frowning down at the remnants.

“Oi!” Everyone’s eyes dart to Ghost’s outburst, but he’s not addressing anyone left in the room—the Lieutenant dashes out of the hallway, Price hot in his heels.

Johnny turns back and you’re gone.

Racing away, your blood is hot and rabid, taking corners with record speed; the pounding feet behind you don’t help, the shouts. Every moment you try to get your head under control the sounds make it worse.

You end up outside, lost in the trees as the branches slap your face and body—running with no destination, no thoughts. And you just keep going. Panting, your stomach is stuck in knots, and your aching legs shake until you fall over and heave into the grass; sobs breaking through. Your lungs can’t get air down.

You don’t know how long you were out there, you don’t know how long it took for Johnny to find you, but when he did you heard his quick call of your name—his desperate plea for you to breathe when he grappled for your shoulders.

Your eyes stare blankly at him, gone to all else but your ringing ears.

Hands cup your cheeks.

“Hey, it’s me, Bonnie,” he rubs along your flesh, petting your skin with his thumb. You’ve never seen his eyes so afraid before. “Hey now, hey. Come back to me, we’re both right here—just focus on me. You’re back home, then, aye? Back with me on Base. There’s nothin’ that’s going to happen to you long as I’m here. I made that promise, yeah? I intend to keep it.”

His voice is grounding for you—for your failing body as your addled mind tries to calm down.

Johnny.

You pull on that shred of remembrance of when he’d found you, beaten within an inch of your life. His tiny pupils, stuck in a sea of deep blue. His callouses holding you to him as he raggedly breathed into your hair, screaming for med-evac.

“That’s it, Dearie,” right here, right now, you sag forward. Widened eyes quiver as your lower face is pressed into his shoulder, Johnny’s hand hard on the back of your head. “That’s it—it’s just Johnny.” The man is shaking just like you are, even when your wheezed sobs make his chest tighten painfully. How your hands weakly grasp at his shirt in desperation; clawing for purchase.

“It’ll always just be me.” Soap breathes, swallowing the saliva in his throat. “I’m gonna get you all the help you need….you bet on it. You’re going to be better, and I’m going to be with you through all of it.”

The side of his face nuzzles into yours as you breathe in his scent, choking on the air but slowly starting to get it down.

“No one fights alone.”

“Johnny,” you gasp.

“Shush, now,” he whispers, wrenching his eyes shut. “I’m here. Breathe. I’m here.”

“It hurts.” Your tears soak through his shirt, and his arms hold you tighter until he reminds himself to be gentle.

All he can do is try to hold back his own tears, his throat raw from his mad dash after you—he’d never run that fast in his life besides the moment he’d found you alive.

“I know,” his voice cracks, rocking you back and forth like a child. “I know, m’sorry, Dearie. I’m so, so sorry.”

“Don’t let go,” you plead. “Please don’t let go.”

“Never,” he growls. “Never in my life.” He says it with every ounce of goodness left in him.

“I’m never lettin’ you go ever again, aye? They’ll have to pry me off you.”

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emo-trash101 · 2 months

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HELLO HELLO ONYX,DEARIE!!

I'm baaaack!~

(me,coming to your blog when I have an Idea because I want to feed you: )

The platonic asker,yours truly,has come once more to request a new platonic headcanon!

May I please have platonic! any character you'd like (Maybe Alastor,Vox and Lucifer,but you may change that as always! All characters are welcome.) With Child!Gn!Reader that randomly goes out (maybe teleports? Idk,just a random idea) and brings back random sinners (mostly poor and homeless) at the hotel/the character's work and goes "They wanted to work for/with you!!" with that little sweet and innocent voice of theirs? They're really naive and talks to everyone really kindly,a bit like my first ask! They're just a sweet sunshine kid that wants to help those in need! It's not their fault there are bad people that may use them,they just want to help!!

Anyways,I think that's good for me!!

Here's another reminder to take care of yourself! Eat,drink and sleep well,honey!

Enjoy writing this new prompt <33

Stay proud,

-Nina <33

I MISSEDD YOUUUU!!! And that prompt is giving me flashbacks to when I brought a feral raccoon into my house when I was a little kid lmao. But I love this!

Alastor, Vox, and Lucifer x Sweet Child! reader

THIS IS STRICTLY PLATONIC AND SHOULD ONLY BE TAKEN AS SUCH

Pronouns: Second person, gender neutral

Tw: Kidnapping? (Can a child kidnap someone?), pedos, general hazbin hotel

Alastor -

- I would say this man would be disappointed but in all honesty, he probably taught you how to steal people by accident.

- It would most likely take place after Charlie goes on one of her rants about how she needs more people at the hotel, and you being the cute little child you are, waddle away to go find some.

- I feel like he wouldn't particularly notice you missing until you show back up, random ass sinner in tow.

- Obviously you get lectured by everyone for stealing a person off the street and bringing him to where you live.

- cause...y'know...pedophiles happen to be in hell.

- But after you pull out the cute little eyes and the "I just wanted to help" everyone kinda gives up.

- Alastor does make you release him back outside like a butterfly you grabbed (omg that is something I never thought I would write)

Vox -

- As I've mentioned before, this man kinda lowkey sucks.

- Like Alastor, probably accidentally taught you how to steal someone, but he probably did it on purpose or some shit.

- You'd most likely see him murder fire another one of his workers and decide that he needs an immediate replacement.

- So you take your two little feet and waddle down the streets of hell asking anyone and everyone if they want to work for Vox.

- Obviously everyone wants to work for the Vees, so you end up bringing like a hoard of people to the office and kinda just, bring them in.

- As I've mentioned, this man would not notice you being gone like, ever, so when you magically show tf up with like 70 people all in tow, he is partially impressed and partially confused.

- He asks you why you brought so many people and you just look up at him with your cute little baby doll eyes and go "I thought you needed someone to replace mr. dead guy".

- He honestly kinda appreciates it and gives you a little pat on the head as he kills kicks out everyone you brought.

Lucifer -

- This man pays copious amounts of attention to you so the fact you were able to waddle away to go collect people off the street is honestly astounding.

- He was like, super art blocked and could not come up with another idea for a duck, and it was starting to piss both of you off.

- So you do your little thing and walk off by yourself to collect another person to help come up with some sweet succulent duck ideas.

- Well turn out, creepy people exist in hell (surprise surprises).

- So a creepy ass guy follows you to the palace and when you get back Lucifer panics.

- He was worried you died or something and was about to go find you when you show up with a rando behind you.

- Lucifer politely scolds you for running off like that, but before you could introduce him to the guy you found to help, the guy left.

- So you give up and instead devote a lot of your time to making a new rubber duck

- Lucifer ends up making a duck that can track where you are incase you go wandering off again.

This was so funny to write, I hope y'all enjoyed reading it!

#vox hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #platonic #Love y'all #child reader

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unavoidedbyme · 1 year

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OMORI casts giving you nicknames and reverse

featuring: SUNNY, BASIL, HERO, AUBREY, KEL, MARI, CAPTAIN SPACEBOY, SWEETHEART

tw: if you count fluff as a tw then yes, fluff warning

SUNNY

man. This boy has a lot of cute nicknames for you but he’s very shy to use it

so most of the time he’ll just call you by your name instead

it honestly makes you sad

and he notices it

so he starts to use more cute nicknames!

you ALWAYS call him with nicknames

there isn’t a day pass without you calling him with nicknames

and he’s very flustered about it

he’s very cute 10/10 boyfriend material

protect him at all cost

a plus point if you use the right ones when you’re comforting him!

nicknames he gave you:

sweetheart

love

blossom

light

lovely

or just your name

the nicknames you gave him:

sunshine

sun

sweet

my future husband

mi sol (my sun)

lovely

darling (this makes him very flustered btw)

sunset

he really likes ‘sunshine’ and ‘darling’

he always get flustered when you use ‘my future husband’

he’s really shy if you call him that on public though

he sometimes might get uncomfortable by some of the nicknames…(he’s not used with affection after 4 years shutting himself)

that’s why you should ask him, but as a sweetheart he is he often doesn’t tell you because he felt really bad

my baby is so soft for you❤️

im begging you please reassure him that its fine

BASIL

he’s not too sure on nicknames

but if it makes you happy he will gladly do it!

he loves you very much

like SUNNY, he will get flustered if you call him with nicknames

like he was just watering his plants one moment

and you called him “love”

his face instantly turned into a tomato

this boy would pass out anytime soon

please don’t be too harsh on him…

nicknames he gave you:

flower

love

sweet

bub

my love

nicknames you gave him:

my flower boy

sugar

honeycomb

mi corazón

plant…💀

i can imagine when you too were cuddling and then he suddenly wakes up from his spot

you scream asked him where is he going

“plant!! where are you going?!”

he’s just there, dumbfounded by the sudden burst of nickname

“w-what..?”

HERO

omg he’s low key the definition of gentleman

like this mans showers you with all that cheesy stuff…

he loves pda so be prepared

really loves giving you cheesy nicknames

it flutters you so much and he doesn’t even know it

like he’s doing it not on purpose

he’s calling you all that genuinely

nicknames he gave you:

princess/prince/royalty

love bug

my dear

my other half

babe

honey

dove

nicknames you gave him:

handsome

good looking

husband material

darls (a short for darling)

dearie

he adores you alright?

so when he calls you ‘honey’ he cant help but to look at you lovingly

and it made you even more flustered

you thought that he was doing it on purpose

but nooo, he actually does mean it

keep him save please

marry him if can

AUBREY

she hates nicknames when you two are on public

but when you two are alone

please always use them

she really needs reassurance and just by calling her sweet things?

she’s already melting in your arms

there are some tolarable nicknames though

but i would not recommend it

just use it in a private area like her room or when you two are alone

nicknames she gave you:

heartbeat

sweet

babe

nicknames you gave her:

casanova

cherrybomb

lovely

dear

ma chérie

angel face(very flustered on this one lmao)

auby

please always use nicknames when you two are alone

she’s begging you

it reassures her that you’ll never leave her

the tolerable ones are ‘cherrybomb’

and the others are used in private

KEL

uh😨

okay so first

he gives you very weird nicknames that honestly kind of endearing…

he loves you vv much

he COULD give you some normal nicknames…

but it would be very rare

he just calls you anything tbh

like one moment he accidentally calls you ‘my basketball’

?????

basketball??????😭..

nicknames he gave you:

my love

basketball…

orange joe

sweet cheeks

cute face

my bike

nicknames you gave him:

crazy orange joe fan

orange

my love

dearest

star

kelsey

he got completely off guard when you called him his real name

but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it

he really loves it!

he wants you to call him that everyday

but when you does that his mind goes completely out

just.. 😭

he’s precious so its okay

MARI

god saves you from her teasing nicknames🙏

istg you’ll die from embarrassment

this girl has no break from her teases

one moment you were glad that its finally over

and then boom, she’s already teasing you again

you’ll need SUNNY’s help to get you out of there…

but she really means it!!

every little things she does

she loves you and if you do get uncomfortable

just tell her and she’ll stop

she will buy you anything you want or just cuddles you as an apology

nicknames she gave you:

babe

hot stuff

my queen/king/royalty

my dream girl/boy/person

dolly

wifey/hubby/spousey

pookie bear

nicknames you gave her:

marchioness

loves

honeybunch

sweetheart

my light

she really loves being called marchioness by you

she’ll fall heed over heals for you if you call her that

you could even say that as a revenge for teasing you

she’ll be embarrassed

trust me

CAPTAIN SPACEBOY

AWWW ITS THE SWEET BBY

he’s really REALLY soft with you..

so you’ll be receiving cute and soft nicknames from him!

he loves you dearly

so please tresure him :(

he already got his heart broken two times

and its with the same girl..

so protect him with all costs alright?

nicknames he gave you:

sunshine

beautiful

my lovely

dear

corazón

nicknames you gave him:

captain of my heart (usually to tease him)

lover boy

dear

rey

bubs

star

i repeat, protect him at all cost.

please he’s literally so tired of people using him

treat him right and the crew might approve you

oh right i forgot to tell you that his crew does not like any of their boss’ partner

so if you got their approval then you’re lucky

SWEETHEART

tease her

but not too much

she might kick you out of her castle☠️

she’s kind of a tsundere???

but she also kind of likes it when you tease her

it made her heart goes fuzzy wuzzy inside

when the first time that happened, she thought she was sick

so she goes to a doctor (that doctor is a sprout mole)

and the doctor said she’s dying..

she panics and starts crying on your arms

you asked her why she’s crying, and is completely dumbfounded when she told you the whole deal

nicknames she gave you:

cake

sunstar

my muse

my brain (because yk, she’s the ‘heart’ you get what i mean)

love

or your name

nicknames you gave her:

sweetface

darling

love

queen bee

babe

beloved

like what i’ve said

she sometimes felt her heart beating so fast when you use nicknames

and she got ‘diagnosed’ by a sprout mole that she’ll die

which got you kicking out the sprout mole who dare to call your beloved like that

the other sprout moles has been quiet after that

a/n: this was honestly really fun, i’ll try to make more of these.

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yeetus-feetus · 24 days

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i have a little brother who is 12 years younger than me, and when he first came into the family (he's adopted) I used to take him with me everywhere because he was adorable and I loved looking after him (and sometimes forces to take him with me when I went out). And people used to think he was my kid when I went to the shops or the park.

It STILL happens sometimes!!

and I'm now just imagining this happening with Dick and Jason, or Dick and Damian.

Omg there was this one time where I was hanging out with a group of my friends and my baby brother wanted to come with me, so I brought him along. And we're at the shops and he wants donuts so he's looking at all the options through the glass and this lady behind us taps me on the shoulder and goes

"is that your son deary?"

And I'm like "no, no he's not mine he's-"

And before I can finish she turns to my other friend like "is that your little boy?"

And she laughs and goes "oh god no"

And then my little brother smacks one of the guys in the leg and goes "I want that one! I want the T-Rex with the red sprinkles!"

And so he says "lol okay, can I get the red T-Rex for the little man please?"

And the old lady just frowns and goes. "Is he the father?"

And my other friend is trying SO HARD not to laugh, and the old lady is looking at him suspiciously like she's gonna ask him next, as I go "none of us are the father, that's my little brother, I'm looking after him"

And this lady is like "oh I knew I saw some resemblance there, good on you" and I'm trying so hard not to disappoint her by saying that we do not in fact share any genetics and we're only related through law.

And she's saying "you should probably get you mother to teach him how to tie his shoe laces, I'm so worried he's going to trip over them and hurt himself" and now my other friend who was already laughing is basically on the floor in tears like

"don't worry ma'am I'll tie them, we won't let him get hurt"

And I can't help but picture this as Dick and the other titans. It would be so fucking funny. Like I'm just imagining Dick and Kory being asked if this kid is theirs, and then they asks Donna and she's like 'oh Hera no'. And then Roy is the one ordering the donut and Wally is the one laughing so hard he's in tears.

Oh God I desperately need someone to draw this. It'd be so funny to show my friends like, this is what our shenanigans did. It's DC fanart now😭

Or maybe I'll write a fic with the same premise, don't count on it.

#dick grayson #being mistaken as your younger siblings parent #teen titans #jason todd #Or #damian wayne #yeetus rambles #yeetus stuffs #fandom bs #ideas

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iluvbillkaulitzz · 2 months

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Hi,

since you wrote that you don't have any requests or ideas for tokio hotel first in your post, I thought I'd give you one (sorry, if mine is not comfortable for you, love).

I was thinking, if you could do Bill Kaulitz x female reader. I'd really appreciate it, if it was angst. I'm rooting for some argument, fight, cheating or stuff. You can combine it. Only if you want, of course. I really like 20-year-old bill.

Thank you so much, if you do the request, I really appreciate it.

Deari❣️

cheating ‘n fighting

“I can’t fucking believe you!” I stormed into the hotel room me and bill shared. Me and bill just went to the club together and while I was in the bathroom, he was making out with some girl, I obviously caught him, and I was obviously angry as fuck.

“Schätz, I already told you it didn’t mean anything!” Bill followed me in “wow bill real fucking original, put it on a shirt why don’t you?!”

“Omg you’re being ridiculous!” Bill shouted out I shouted back “IM BEING RIDICULOUS!?” “YES YOU ARE!”

“Ok so if I was making out with some random dude at the club, you’d be okay with it?” I crossed my arms “that’s… different, alright!” Now that statement really pissed me of “HOW IS IT FUCKING DIFFERENT?! YOU JUST CHEATED ON ME!” I yelled loudly, so loud in fact probably the whole hotel heard it which resulted in him saying this.

“Geez calm down.” I clenched my fists, ready to strangle him. “DONT TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!”

I was staring to get tears weld up in my eyes since I felt so betrayed. I trusted bill, I was planning to marry him and then he goes and pulls this, like what? I didn’t know how he could do this to me and act like it was all fine. He always said he was against cheating and he would never do anything, and he always told me that, but I guess he lied, I guess you can’t trust anyone. I started grabbing all my stuff and stuffing it into my bags. Bill noticed this and he looked confused. “What are you doing?”

“I’m leaving!” I yelled “where the hell are you going? He asked me like I was crazy “I do t know, okay! I don’t know where I’m going but all I know is that I don’t want to be here or anywhere around you! I can’t stand to even look right now!” I finished packing up my stuff and I was ready to leave before I heard bill say. “So is this it?”

“What?” I answered in a confused tone. “Is this it? Are we over? Am I even going to see you again?” “No you’ll see me again, I’ll bring the rest of your shit over tomorrow.” I say before leaving the hotel room.

Bill stood there stunned, finally realisand taking in everything he just did. He really fucked up…

#bill kaulitz #tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz fanfic #bill kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz x you #georg listing #tokiohotel #tom kaulitz smut #gustav schäfer #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz #2000s

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thegoober010 · 3 months

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HI the mettaton headcanons were AMAZING I LOVED THEM!!

Ok I have a bit of a specific request SO IF YOU CANT DO IT I WONT BE UPSET!!

But could you do a oneshot where Mettaton finds reader’s drawings of him, and old love letters they never gave him, and he realizes they love him AND THEN READER FINDS HIM LOOKING THROUGH THEM AND SJFJFJFJDJFJJD sorry im SO NORMAL ABOUT METTATON

-🐾 (im claiming my place as paw print anon now)

OMG I AM SO SORRY I DID NOT SEE THIS EARLIER GRRRR I WAS BEING SILLY YESTERDAY BUT I AM BACK ON TRACK NOW 😈😈

AND ALSO HELL YEAH I CAN DO IT DEARIE OMG TYSM IM GLAD YA LIKED THE HEADCANONS <33!!

I SHALL GLADY DO THIS REQUEST PAW PRINT ANON!!!

also IMA DO IT LIKE THAT THEY'RE ALREADY TOGETHER JUST THAT LIKE reader got too shy to give the letters/drawings and such to him even after they got together/didn't see the point after YA KNOW ANYWAYS LETS GET INTO IT

as usual gn! reader <3!!

TW/CWS -> NONE JUST FLUFF <3!!!!

word count -> 1.8k/1,848

"Can I get a kiss? And can you make it last forever?"

"Thanks so much for helping me out Mettaton!" You grinned as you picked up the huge overfilled box with your clothes. Mettaton turned his head over to you as you spoke, giving you a playful smirk, " Awe no need to thank me darling~! I'm always happy to help you out, especially since it's helping you move out into my home." Mettaton replied flipping his hair as he looked for any more boxes to put into the trunk of your car. Your face turns a light shade of pink due to his little pet names. You let out a soft chuckle as you open the door "Heh, still thank you, Uh I think there might be a few more boxes in the basement, could ya check for me?" You ask. Mettaton nods "Of course dearie~! Leave it up to me!" he says putting a hand on his hip before walking down to the basement to check for anymore boxes.

As you walk out to put the box in the trunk you slouch onto the side of the car, letting out a soft sigh. Jesus these boxes were heavy! Sometimes you forget how much stuff you buy.

As you were relaxing outside and taking a break from all the heavy lifting Mettaton was searching all throughout the basement. He was checking every crook and crevice of the basement so that he wouldn't accidentally leave anything behind. His metallic feet making a loud clanging noise as he walked, his eyes shifted over to a small box on the side of a dusty desk. He raised a brow as he quickly made his way to it. "Hehe, almost didn't notice this!" Mettaton giggled to himself as he gently grabbed the box and inspected it. As he moved it up to his eye level a small note escaped out of the open box. He raised a brow before bending down and picking it up. He inspected the note quickly, seeing how the envelope was open he let himself look inside. He took out the small note from the envelope, a small peek never hurt anybody, right? He skimmed over the note, his metallic body quickly heating up as he read every word from it.

'Mettaton, I wanted to give you this note because I've been wanting to tell you how much I truly love you, I love you more than anyone I have ever met, you're one of the first people, or well robots, to have ever made me feel this way. My heart beats a trillion times faster when I'm with you, I start to sweat and I dont know what to say, you just catch my attention every time you're near me or talk to me, you're one of the bets things to have ever happened to me and to have appeared in my life, no one has ever caught my attention like you. I hope you know what I mean, I hope you say the same to me, I hope you love me the same, because I love you so much more than you could ever imagine, I love you, so so much.' Mettaton read the note, over, and over, and over again. Each time he read it he could feel his body heat up and his heart (or well metallic heart- or monster heart? not even sure-) beat 10 times faster. A playful smirk quickly formed on his lips before he put the note back in, his eyes heart shaped as he placed the box down onto the desk. He opened up the box and saw even more letters. He grabbed a few of them and opened them, he read them as quickly as possible to not make it seem like he's taking to much time down in the basement.

'Ugh I don't even know why I feel like this, Mettaton I love you so much more than you could ever imagine, I know this note is a bit stupid, I know you probably would never like me back, but I just wish I could tell you already, I hope I don't just give up on this note like all the others but anyways I love you so much Mettaton, I genuinly do and I hope you feel the same. Ive never felt like this with anybody besides you. I feel like being with you my whole life, I feel like spending all my time with you, I want to spend all my time with you give you all my attention and love. I want to be with you for as long as I possibly can! I hope we can. I love you so much.' Mettaton could not stop reading these notes, god they were just so sweet! Mettaton let out a soft laugh, "Did they really think I wouldn't have liked them? Pff, this cutie really had no idea how much I loved them before huh." Mettaton thought out loud. He quickly opened up all the other notes, reading them. His body was currently overheating from joy and love. His pupils were heart shaped as he read through all of these little love notes that you had never given to him before. "I wonder why they didn't tell me about these notes now that we're together! Hehehe, I'll have to ask them later." He muttered, you both were daring after all, so he's a tads bit confused why you never gave him these notes after you confessed to him, he understands these were form way before you had confessed, but he wonders why you never gave them to him now that you two are together after all they're from the past and they honestly are super sweet.

He let out a soft chuckle before grabbing all the letters and organizing them. He closed them and peered inside the box once more before putting back the letters. He noticed a few more papers inside. Mettaton turned his head over to the stairs which led to the living room floor. He didn't hear any footsteps so he assumed it was safe to check. He grabbed the papers and gently placed them on the desk, he flipped through them. They were all little doodles of you and him together. They were mainly of you two going on dates and your little date ideas or about you thinking of him. He placed a hand on his mouth as he let out little giggles. His body was overheating as he looked through each one of them. As he looked through each of them he couldn't help but have a huge smile on his face. While he was giggling and smiling like an idiot at these notes and drawings he wasn't really paying much attention to his surroundings so he didn't hear you coming down to the basement, but once he heard your voice it was too late, you had caught him in the act of looking at your old and meant-to-be secret love-letters and doodles.

"Hey Mettaton I think that was all the boxes are ya done hereeee-..... uh- honey.... what are you doing...?" You ask as you had been making your way downstairs. You stopped midway on the stairs as you realized he had found that old box filled with your old love-letters and drawings. Mettaton turned his head over to you, a laugh escaped his lips and a playful smirk formed on his face as he saw your red, embarrassed face. "Hello darling! Nothing much just looking at these wonderful little drawings and letters you made to me in the past! Hopefully ya don't mind dear!" Mettaton replied putting the drawings and letters back gently. He closed the box and carried it, he walked over to you and looked down at your blushing, embarrassed face. He pinched your cheek as he laughed "No need to be so embarrassed! These are adorable I think I'll keep them!" Mettaton grinned, you tried to take away the box but due to his tall stature he was able to keep them out of your reach by holding them higher. "Mettaton!! Those are private! You weren't ment to find them! They're really old they're from before we got together and- and they're really bad!" You replied, your tone filled with shame as you crossed your arms, you hid your face with one of your hands trying to hide your embarrassment and just yourself in general as if that would work.

Mettaton smirked and shook his head. "But they're cute! I like them! So what if they're old and cheesy? They just show how much you really love me, no need to be so embarrassed!" Mettaton chuckled ruffling your hair. You grumbled in response causing Mettaton to take your hand of your face and pinch your cheek once more, admiring your cute features. "You look so adorable when you're all embarrassed like this! Just look at you darling so cute~!" he teased causing you to stumble all over your words. You let out a grumble.

"I'm taking these with us dearie! Now come on let's get going so we can move everything in early! We wouldn't want to be unpacking all your stuff late at night now would we? We don't want you missing out on your beauty rest hehe!" Mettaton giggled before using his arm to pick you up. Despite your many protests he loved picking you up, being able to keep you so close to him physically and being able to show everyone how close you two are made him very happy for some reason, it felt like he was able to show you off like this and he loved it! He giggled as he brought you two to the car, he placed you down so that he could open the back car door and place the small box on the seat. Once he did he closed the door and looked down at you. "Awe don't look at me like that dear~! It's not my fault your little love letters were so cute that I want to keep them." Mettaton remarked noticing your blushing face. "Ugh it's just a bit embarrassing is all..." You mumbled.

Mettaton placed his hand on his hip. He put his other hand on his chin as he seemed to think for a bit. "Hmmm, well, no need to be embarrassed! Those little notes just show how much you love me darling~!" he smirked. "Now come on, get in the car so we can get going, I want to get home and relax with you already!" Mettaton smiled as he bent down to give your face multiple little pecks on your cheeks, forehead and lips, leaving you all red in the face and feel embarrassed but also lovely. You gave him a peck on the cheek before nodding. "Fine, fine, let's get going then." You reply with a soft smile forming. He grins widely as he played with you hair. "Good~! Oh and- don't be scared to make me some new letters or drawings hehehe!! I'll appreciate every single one of them!" "Hm, fine, if that's what you want my love." You reply.

"Heh, I love you so much darling!"

#mettaton #Mettaton ex #mettaton undertale #undertale #undertale fanfic #undertale fanfiction #Mettaton x reader #toby fox

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kirans-wonderland · 1 year

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Malleus Birthday Special~

"Cmon Lilia pleaseeee. You gotta tell me" you pleaded trailing behind the older fae. "ah ah ah i'm afraid i cannot help you dearie. Why don't you ask him yourself?" You groaned. "You think I haven't tried that!? Every time i ask him what he would want he just avoids the question. I'm desperate Lils. D e s p e r a t e." The fae chuckled "I wouldn't concern yourself too much with this matter" he teased before disappearing from your line of sight.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

And thats how you ended up here... listening to Sebek... rant about Malleus. "IN CONCLUSION, I PERSONALLY WOULD BESTOW MASTER MALLEUS WITH A RECOUNTING OF HIS ACHIEVEMENTS AND WONDEROUS QUALITIES AS A GIFT ON THE DAY OF HIS BIRTH-" "SEBEK- I got it thanks. I'll keep that in mind." you sighed, rubbing your ringing ear. "I AM GLAD I COULD BE OF SUCH ASSISTANCE!!" You pursed you lips and patted his shoulder before leaving. And there's the end of the quick list.

Silver sleeping

Lilia enigmatic unhelpful grandpa

Sebek he tried, he really did <3

...

And so the day arrived, still without a gift for Malleus. This really shouldn't be so hard but what do you get for a dragon let alone a prince?? You're borderline frantic at his point. "Cmon henchhuman it's not thaaaat bad, it's not like he'll kill you... right?" "Grimmmm you're not helpi-" Knocking at the door cut you off. Exchanging a wide eyed look with Grim you moved to the door, wishing to the Great Seven that the one behind the door wasn't Malleus. The one time you'd be excited for Adeuce to come tumbling through your doorstep.

The door opened with a deafening creak. Oil hinges.. right, added to the list. And there Malleus stood. "Greetings Child of Man" "Hey Mal" "I was wondering if you would be willing to advance our daily stroll." He offered holding out his arm. You nodded putting your arm through his as you set off. You couldn't bring yourself to stop getting lost in the thought about your lack of gift. "-N... y/n? Are you alright?" You snapping out of your daze "h-huh? Oh yeah. Don't worry I'm listening."

He furrowed his brows, leading you to sit down together on a fallen tree. "What is the matter?" You sighed and pinched the bridge of your nose. "I'm sorry. I just- I really wanted to get you something special for your birthday.. i just couldn't think of anything. i'm sorry Malleus." You finished putting your head in your hands. He stared ay your hunched figure with slight bewilderment. He paused before laying his hand on your back. "This." You looked at him. "What?" "This. This is what I wanted." He smiled, moving a lock of hair out of your face. "I cannot fathom a gift I would desire more today than you darling." He kissed your forehead. It was your turn to smile feeling like you were going to cry over how wholesome he is. "I have an idea now" He raised his eyebrows "Oh? reall-" You cut him off pressing a kiss to his lips. He moved his hand to run through the hair at the nape of your neck keeping you close. You pulled away leaning your forehead to his. Letting out an airy chuckle you wished him a happy birthday. "It definitely is my dear~"

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YES I GOT IT OUT BEFORE MIDNIGHT (well, my time)

I ALMOST THREW UP WRITING THIS OMG IMAGINE IF MEN WERE MALLEUS.

anyways, sweet dreams all~

#kirs writing desk #twst #twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #malleus twst #malleus x reader #malleus draconia x reader #twst x reader #malleus birthday #twst fanfic #twst scenarios #twst imagines

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stvrlight-nyx · 1 month

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My interpretation of Murder Drones episode 7(a lot about N and Uzi) EPISODE 7 SPOILERS‼️‼️

N is the most caring drone ever, he cares so much about V (friendship) that first thing he can think about is trying to move the rocks to get back to her. After all the shit she put him through, he still thinks of her as one of his closest friends besides his old crush on her. HES JUST SUCH AN ANGEL OMG.

N’s direct-ness towards Tessa is very interesting, because you can see his character wants to really help “Tessa” (who we now know was never actually Tessa), but obviously cares and loves Uzi a lot whether that be platonic or romantic. He clearly emphasises his point by putting a full stop at the end, making it clear to Tessa that he doesn’t want anything bad to happen to Uzi. Taking it back to my point about N having to choose between Tessa and his family from back in Manor House, or Uzi this “little bot” that in my opinion he’s poured his heart out to (coming from a Nuzi shipper and no it’s not pro ship). Well we now know that after the whole absolute solver using Cyn as a host and Tessa as a skin suit that he is 100% on Uzi’s side.

YOU ARE TELLING ME THIS MAN DIDN’T KNOW IF HE WAS GONNA LIVE OR NOT AND THE FIRST PERSON HE CALLED OUT TO WAS UZI LIKE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Anyway yea so uh, you can see here that N’s first thought and in past episodes too, his first thought is Uzi. Clearly showing he cares for her and loves her a lot. Usually you brain or in their case their programming should probably make you think about yourself but, he often thinks about Uzi first and then himself like N just confess istg.

I don’t really wanna go through it now maybe in another post but it has to be here so…

J oh deary me J. J is the kinda of character who clearly has always been jealous of N, and how fond Tessa was of him compared to her. Obviously, because you can clearly even as the audience see that Tessa doesn’t really care too much about J, she clearly has to receive the approval from someone else. And that’s where the company comes in, in my opinion I think the company is just feeding her ego so she begins to do more for them. The company had control over V and N previously but because of their exploration and independence they now know the truth but, because of J’s hunger for approval she is turning a blind eye towards her curiosity.

The idea that this isn’t even “The real Tessa” is wild to me, you’re telling me the solver literally an eldritch entity can adapt to humane environments, features, and characteristics that easily. If I were Uzi I’d be wetting myself right now. For me what I would really like to see is the solver disinfecting everyone(or like collecting itself) and somehow disconnecting itself from Cyn and Tessa cus I don’t think it will be able to operate without a host and skinsuit.

DOLL A LITRAL ICON AND GIRLBOSS. Her ideas of the absolute solver while also trying to use it to her advantage is really interesting, it’s crazy that she knew everything but didn’t tell Uzi. Some may argue with me and say ‘oh but doll did it to avoid Uzi ratting her out’ which is correct but, do you think it would alter the storyline if she did? I think it would. Some more question I would’ve asked doll are things like

Do you expect to defeat the solver alone? After defeating the solver what are your theories for a cure? And why do you look good doing everything?(shes so cool)

I am not really talking heavily about Nori right now cuz she deserves her own post but, the notes behind her are really cool to me. Like did she know about the absolute solver and the involvement with the disassembly drones and JcJ? But that’s kinda it

AGAIN N THINKING ABOUT UZI BEFORE HIMSELF AND OTHERS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Apparently can only add ten images so I’ll do a part 2

Reblogs>>>>likes

#stvrpost #murder drones nuzi #tessa james elliot #j murder drones #murder drones theory #n murder drones #murder drones uzi #murderdrones #murder drones v #disassembly drone #worker drone #lizzy murder drones #doll murder drones #murder drones n #murder drones j #murder drones

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pininghermit · 22 days

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Mockery of Errors

Pairing: Alucard x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Alucard's got a personal idiot to save him decade's worth of therapy.

AN: some nsfw vocab so minors dni

"Omg oh no I am so sorry."

Three pairs of eyes stare at you.

"I can get myself out," you mumbled, shuffling awkwardly. Turning to leave through the broken window you entered by, you paused. "Oh crap," you muttered, glancing at the shattered glass and then back at the golden-haired vampire, who you assumed was the owner.

"I can pay for the damages," you offered, patting your pockets frantically. You desperately hoped you hadn't been an idiot and left your purse at home. You studiously avoided looking at the vampire's bare, luminous legs.

Was that… rope? Your eyes widened at the crimson bundle peeking out from under the bed. Great. You'd just stumbled into some bizarre threesome. Just your luck.

The commotion seems to snap the supposed lord out of his shock. Though you desperately tried to avoid their gaze, you heard the rustle of clothes and felt the air shift as the vampire lord moved in front of you. And much to your dismay a sword.

Your spine felt like jelly, but you forced a wobbly smile as you looked up at the ridiculously good-looking vampire lord. It all clicked into place. Dammit! He deserved a good threesome. Insanely handsome vampire lords with deary castles deserve a good bang.

"Now, now, my lord," you began, your voice betraying a slight hitch. "There's no need for that. I assure you, I'm no robber." You mentally shoved aside the very inappropriate picture that had just popped into your head, desperate to stay alive.

"This is all just a…jest, you see? A silly little bet with friends. Terrible timing, I admit, and terribly sorry for the interruption. I can, of course, make myself scarce." You finished with a weak attempt at a conspiratorial wink, hoping it landed somewhere between charming and utterly insane.

You flashed a friendly smile at the, ahem, occupants of the bed, who (to their credit) did a fantastic job of conveying annoyance through sheer silence. You waved awkwardly, but they weren't having it.

"Ahem," the vampire lord cleared his throat to catch your fleeting attention. "Do you know where you stand?" He asked, his voice surprisingly weak. He sounded young...a young adult vampire? They came in all ages and formats you mused internally.

Focusing on his question, you tried to hide the relief of finding a young master instead of a slithering nasty vampire."Ah, my lord," you stammered, "we, uh, my friends and I…had no idea a vampire resided here...the cutesy garden in the back yard had us guessing this castle was looked after a kind granny."

That was not the right thing to say. Apparently, even unageing vampires were vain enough to detest being called a granny...to your credit, his white nightgown was not doing him any favors.

Alucard felt a furious blush creep up his neck. Thankfully, you seemed too terrified to meet his gaze.

The shattered window was a godsend. A distracting agent that prevented acknowledging the scene you walked in on.

He towered over you as you sat perched precariously on the windowsill, inspecting the broken glass with an unsettling focus. "Sturdy stuff," you muttered in approval, completely oblivious to the elephant in the room - or rather, the castle.

Not the damn ropes! Adrian groaned silently. He wasn't easily flustered, but this… this was pushing his limits.

Steeling yourself with the air of someone who'd made a grand decision, you rose to your feet. "My lord," you declared, "I can totally replace this glass tomorrow! No worries. Besides, who carries a purse on a ridiculous late-night dare, anyway?"

Adrian let out a sigh so deep it could rival a tectonic plate shift. Clutching his face in his hands, he squeezed his eyes shut. This, he thought hysterically, was worse than a thousand post-nut clarity moments combined. There was no way he could ever face Sumi or Taka again.

He nods. At this point, he would be better off flying away as a bat and never show up to his accursed castle ever again.

Peering out the window, you mumbled, oblivious to the tension, "Yikes, that's a drop. So, about those ropes…" A collective cringe echoed through the room, the occupants unified in their secondhand embarrassment.

"Just use the damn door!" Adrian roared, his voice cracking spectacularly mid-scream.

And thus, with a shattered window, a flustered vampire lord, and a shockingly oblivious mortal, the future of Adrian Tepes, son of Dracula, took a most unexpected turn.

#alucard x reader #alucard #adrian tepes x reader #castlevania #fluff #taka and sumi #fix it fic

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the-autistic-vulcan · 30 days

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A Hot Date (Furfur x Angel!Reader Headcanons)

Request by anon: Hello! Could you maybe write some Furfur x Angel!Reader headcanons on what they did after they started dating? (All fluff) Like small things they do for eachother or with eachother

Summary: just some cute headcanons about you, an angel, and Furfur, a demon dating each other - y'know, the usual shenanigans

Warning(s): none i think

a/n: treat this as a part 2 to the previous Furfur x Angel!Reader

where to even start?

well, for one, y'all had to sneak around your respective head offices before even planning to go anywhere

thus dates had to be short and sweet - whether it was having a meal at your place or going for a short walk around Regents Park

Personal Headcanon: You reside in a living space above Aziraphale's bookshop

omg he gets you flowers - not a specific kind, just anything he found pretty

"i didn't know which ones you liked, so...i bought...all of them..."

"dearie, that's terribly sweet, but...did you have to take the whole stand?"

"i used my own money this time if that fixes anything..."

you both like to read - given Furfur isn't very good at spelling, he can recite poetry like the back of his hand

he loves it when he stays around a little longer than he needs to, especially if it adds a bit of edge into your relationship

"dearie, you need to leave. Aziraphale will be back any minute-"

"but i don't want to. if i get caught, let me get caught."

despite his innate selfish nature, he is actually very selfless - he loves you to the moon an back, despite only knowing of you since the '40s

you make his world a little less darker - he suffered underappreciation and bro is desperate for a promotion

but your relationship is a promotion in itself

HOLDING HANDS

kissing - eskimo kisses, quick pecks, full on making out, even a little bit of love biting here and there

there are more times Crowley had accidentally walked in on your two on your romantic escapades (she just wishes it was him and his angel IM SORRY)

Aziraphale kind of knows what's happening, but he just assumes you guys are "very helpful allies"....yeah, sure

that is until He and Crowley walk into the bookshop to see you both on the armchair - Furfur on your lap and you clinging to him

"Allies?"

"...To be fair, dear, they're very good at hiding it..."

y'all are cute. i want what you guys have.

#good omens #furfur x reader #furfur good omens #angel!reader #reece shearsmith

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witchthewriter · 3 months

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@pookipomi.

𝐓𝐌𝐑

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑵𝒆𝒘𝒕! Always with a level-head, you know you're in safe hands. He has so much loyalty that you never feel uncomfortable around others, he's completely yours and he wants everyone to know it.

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

From the moment you two agreed to be in a romantic relationship, Newt prioritized trust and faithfulness. He's reliable and committed to you, always standing by your side and working to build a strong foundation of trust.

Your safety is the most important thing to him. Even if the danger has been thwarted. Newt will go to the end of the earth to keep anything bad from happening to you. He is so reassuring.

Loves holding your face in his hands, makes you stare into his eyes - it's his way of silently saying "you're here, you're okay"

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

True North by Joseph Trapanese

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

Home Is Wherever You Are

The Parents Of The Group

Accidental confession during heat of the moment/fight. (You were almost killed and he got so mad that you put yourself in danger.)

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Mutual Growth and Empowerment

𝐇𝐏

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒎! (I HAD to use this gif, I've never seen it and omg imagine this is professor neville :o ) He would be the best match for you. Is fine with you being independent but loves it when you want to be in his company, or want to lean on him.

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

So very considerate of you and your emotions/feelings. You always feel heard and understood. That's something that you never worry about

Absolute safe space for you. You'd feel so comfortable in expressing yourself and he'd be your cheerleader in anything and everything you do

I think something that a lot of people forget is Neville's humour. Sometimes he's funny on purpose but a lot of the time it's not. He just has amazing comedic timing. And I think that's something that made you crush on him

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Baby I'm Yours by Cass Elliot

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

"Hey can I have a…" (You) x "Yes. Whatever it is. Yes." (Neville)

Gives Necklace (Neville) x Wears It Everyday No Matter What (You)

Aggressively Supportive & Protective Of Each Other

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Unbreakable Bond

𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐑

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑺𝒂𝒎𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒆! I absolutely adore Sam, to me he is the main character. He was the one who CARRIED FRODO ON HIS BACK to succeed the mission. Imagine Frodo by himself? They'd be livin' in an orc world. Okay, sorry I went on a rant.

I think you two would be great for each other because you have such similar personalities but Sam would, without a doubt, throw hands for you. He would love you so fiercely and without holding back.

𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

The BEST cook for you - he always has food ready for you. He's the type of partner to be like, 'have you eaten? drank water? do you want some food? i'm gonna get you something hold on-'

Is a homemaker but also really masculine at the same time? He would honestly be a DREAM

His nicknames for you are: "deary," "my love," "sweetheart." And he says them in front of anyone unabashedly! Even though Pippin and Merry definitely tease him

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Ho Hey by the Midnite String Quartet

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

When Two Of The Sweetest people In The Room Are In Love

Falls In Love Wholeheartedly (Sam) x Wary Of Love (You)

More Alike Than Different

𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Timeless Love

#match ups #personal aesthetic #lord of the rings #lotr pair ups #lotr match ups #the maze runner #tmr pair ups #pair ups #ships #shipping #ship game #witchthewriter #headcanons #aesthetic

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halcyone-of-the-sea · 9 months

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5K! Wow, that's so incredible, and I'm so happy for you!!! Congratulations omg

I was wondering if I could request a drabble of Mr Soap MacTavish (2022) where the reader is fixing up his wounds, and he's just staring at the reader with the biggest heart eyes and that's when he says "I love you" for the first time???

—Heart-Eyes

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 5k Drabble Masterlist ࿐ྂ

╰┈➤ ❝ [Being a medic wasn't pretty, but when your boyfriend was the subject under your needle you can't help but enjoy his unwavering gaze. Today, he has something to share with you.] ❞

You sigh and slip on your sterile gloves, hearing the snap of the latex as they conform to your flesh in all of their blue, tight glory.

“I warned you they would pull,” your voice levels, exasperation making lines spring to life on your forehead and squiggle. “Do you ever listen to me?”

“Always, Dearie.” The Scot behind you holds a rag to his head, blood dripping off the corner and slipping down his arm. On his square face, he holds a small smirk. “Now, what I didn’t expect was a madman rushin’ me as he did—didn’t mean to rip all of your stitches, but I was more worried about the knife two inches from my damn eye, if ya understand.”

You fight down a smile, rolling your eyes before grabbing the handle of the utility cart and turning to face Johnny—raising a teasing brow in the process.

“I’m fond of my sutures, MacTavish. I hope you know that I’m highly offended right now.” Lips twitching, the mohawked man tilts his head, leaning against the examination table still in gear and with his free hand situated at his neck; handing off his vest’s collar.

“I’m sure there’s still at least one under here that’ll call to your expertise, Ma’am.”

“There better,” you mumble, fake glaring at your boyfriend of one year. He chuckles, reaching out a hand as you come near and drag your cart with you.

As if it’s a chore, you sigh loudly and let him bring you into his arms. Your grip wraps around his waist and you sag into the wide frame and his natural warmth—Johnny’s hand spans your back, firm as his thumb lightly moves up and down.

His sapphire blues soften as he stares down at you, stubble moving back in a smile. You rest your chin on his chest as he lightly presses the rag deeper into his forehead.

“It’ll scar,” you say slowly. “Especially if it got even more damaged by the fall.”

“Ah,” he whispers, breath hitting your head as your lashes flutter. Johnny’s chest grumbles with every word, accent deep and rich. “Think I’ll be just as handsome, then? That’s all that’s going to matter.”

You laugh at the exaggeration, lips peeling in a grin. “The most handsome, Johnny. It’s surprising that the entire world doesn’t stand still when you enter a room. Add in another face scar and people will faint when they come near.”

The Scot huffs, but a sheepish sheen splays over his cheeks, and a giddy smile grows when you call him handsome.

“Knew I wasn’t the only one that thought it.” Sharing a laugh, you pull back. The man pouts before you lightly hit his thigh with the back of your hand.

“Hey!” Johnny grunts out. “Watch the arm, Hen, it’ll leave a mark—”

You kiss him with a grin, feeling the man start forward to meet you with no hesitation and sigh deeply, stubble scratching against your skin in the most delicious way possible. His arm grabs onto your hip and the rag at his flesh loosens—the blood drip-drip-dripping as his fingers dig into your scrubs.

When his teeth nip your lip, you chuckle into his mouth and lean out of his hold to reach for your supplies. Johnny frowns in false disappointment but still yields to you when you carefully take away his soiled rag to stare at the damage.

A bloody mess of open skin forms a head wound that makes your face dip with seriousness. Humming in your throat, you lightly touch the area as Johnny winces. You utter an apology and kiss his hand as it comes up to brush at your cheek, unable to be away from you.

“Hm,” the Scot doesn't notice his flinch when you numb the area, the needle digging into the thin skin. All he sees is you.

“Bad?” He asks, letting you slant from in between his legs and grab the saline solution.

“Nothing you need to worry about, Big Guy.” Softly staring, you prep the area for sutures, oblivious to the pair of eyes that conform to a delicate roundness of tender affection. Like the contents of a great love poem of old, Johnny is distracted from the pain by your supple touch—breathing in your scent like a field of wildflowers as your body lay in his easy clutch.

Humming a tune under your breath, you let Johnny’s arms encase you, not minding the left-over blood he spreads as your needle driver moves a sterilized needle through lightly tanned flesh. Tissue forceps grab and manipulate where you see fit, but your attention is solely focused on getting your Lover better.

Johnny breathes deeply, barely feeling the pressure of the digging point. When you’re about halfway done, the man grunts out the easiest words he’s ever uttered to light.

“I love you, Little Lady.” Your eyes flash to a widened stare into his held skin, the needle poking out of his bloody mess of glistening redness.

It was no trial to anyone to see how much you two loved each other—the entire base was aware of your relationship; the other nurses relentlessly teased you when the only help Johnny would accept was from you or your head doctor. And the Scot had said multiple times the only reason that the doctor was in his book was that, if the injury was beyond what you were allowed to work on, you’d be unable to help unless the individual was there.

It was in the touches, the kisses filled with warmth and reverence—the way he looked at you. A blind man could notice it just by the way he talked about you on Leave if you weren’t able to join.

“She’d like that.”

“My Hen would lose her head over this; let me get a picture.”

“Hell’s bells, wait a moment—need to buy this for my Dearie. She’ll put it to good use.”

And you, of course, leaned into him with equal worship whenever able. Reveled in his great weight at night as his head rested on your stomach, Johnny’s body between your legs and lips muttering into your flesh in a deep sleep on his chest. Arms so tight around you his biceps would gain size as if he was flexing and not just pressing you up into him.

But this was the first.

The first confession. The first declaration of love.

You don’t know why, but saying it made it feel so much more real.

Your eyes slide to the side, looking into those deep blues with all of their loveliness; their hues and flecks of stars trapped like ocean waves dancing in moonlight. Wisps of stories you’d yet to uncover. Blinking, your expression evens out as the minute stretches—that look on the man’s face still staying.

You chuckle softly.

“Took you long enough, MacTavish.”

A breathless kiss. A shuttered exhale.

“...Then I’ll be sure to make you never doubt it.”

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emo-trash101 · 2 months

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Hello dearie!

How's your day?

Yes,yes,I'm back already,I know!

It's just that I just love your writing,and you said that you'd let me ask whenever so,here I am!

You already know me,so let's just get to the ask!

May I have any Hazbin hotel character (only Hazbin,but any character you want to write for! Only preference is Alastor- If you could write multiple that'd be great,but that's up to you,honey!) with a Platonic!GN!Friend!Reader that gets talked a lot behind their back (maybe by fake friends or just random people),but they know about it,and when the characters ask about it,they just say "It doesn't matter" or something along those lines? Would they stop the people talking behind their backs? Would they get angry? That's up to you!

That's all for me! I hope you enjoy writing this as much as my last one!!

Stay proud, don't forget to take care of yourself!!

-Nina <33

OMG YIPPEE YOUR BACKK!!! You can always spend time in my requests, because I love writing them! But definitely, and I absolutely love this concept!

Angel Dust, Alastor, and Lucifer x Bullied! Reader

!Platonic relationship!

Pronouns: Second person, gender neutral

Tw: Shitty friends, Alastor in general

Angel Dust -

- This man gets it to absolutely no degree.

- Like he absolutely has had friends who were untrustworthy and just garbage human beings.

- That being said, this would likely become a conversation after you get him to hang out with your other group of friends. Y'all probably clubbing or going to a bar.

- After awhile you go to use the restroom which leaves him with your garbage other friends.

- Then they start talking to him, trying to get him to agree that you're annoying and whatever other bullshit they try to spout.

- Angel (being the loyal puppy he is) immediately starts to tear your friends a new one for being such asshats. He continues yelling at them until you get out of the bathroom.

- He immediately starts telling you what they said, still glaring at them aggressively. And he is hardcore shocked when you just respond with "It's fine"

- Cause like bitch, no it's not.

- He is definitely very appalled, and ends up dragging you out of there and giving you a slightly aggressive pep talk on your self worth and being worth more than shitty friends.

- in all, he tries to love and support you, but sometimes he's really sure you were dropped on your head as a baby.

Alastor -

- I am being as honest as possible when I say this man most likely has no experience when it comes to this.

- Like he deals with annoying assholes by just plain killing them. There, problem solved.

- You probably brought your friends to the hotel to try and introduce them to everyone, and during this time they seemed sweet as peach cobbler. But Alastor definitely picked up on their hidden intentions.

- After you walk away (Charlie definitely dragged you away to help with something), he sneaks up on them and makes them his newest addition to his radio station. After all, he can't be having people hurting his little pet (I swear this man is a literal red flag, run.)

- When you return he doesn't even really mention it to you, he just tells you your friends "Went home early"

- Safe to say you never saw those friends again.

- In all, probably the most efficient when it came to his approach.

Lucifer -

- As I mentioned in a previous post, Lucifer is definitely a people pleaser. He tries to constantly help people and make excuses for them.

- However, when he sees his loved ones (*cough* you *cough*) being used it's another situation entirely.

- He most likely meets your friends by accident, just walking through the streets of hell with you when you run into them (spending time without you).

- Y'all actually have a really good conversation before you realize you forgot something in the last store you were in and run to go grab it.

- After you leave one of your friends makes a really ill intended joke about you being forgetful, and lets just say that Lucifer did not take that kindly.

- He immediately yells at them for a good couple of minutes, and then leaves to go find you after deciding they were not worth anyone's time.

- He brings up their comments to you and after you just brush them off he doesn't get mad per-say, just really sad that it's happened so much it doesn't even affect you.

- In all, he tries to just keep you busy and away from them as much as possible, because at least you have someone who thinks you're amazing.

This was really relatable while I was writing it, and I just wanted to say if any of y'all are being treated like this by anyone just cut them off. They are not worth your energy and time.

#hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel angel dust #platonic #Take care of yourselves <3

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doomh3ad · 2 years

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RUSTY NAIL AND JEALOUS SEX PLEASE I WILL DO ANYTHING

Take your time of course dearie, although now that you are writing for him I’m going to never shut up about him 👉👈

-Housewife anon 🧁

YES OMG A REQUEST FOR HIM HES SO SEXY HIS VOICE DOES UNHOLY TJINGS TO ME HOUSEWIFE ANON MY BELOVED <3 it absolutely amazes me that i'm now simping or a man called RUSTY NAIL... google search what are standards.

rusty nail + jealous sex (nsfw under cut)

You didn't think anything of it. It was a long drive home, you begged Rusty, as you'd affectionately dubbed him, to stop at a cute little diner you'd found on his well-used map. You hadn't anticipated the frat boys, who already looked down on anyone that wasn't a frat boy, who decided the best way to get your attention was to flirt and leer at you while Rusty was ordering for you.

He didn't take kindly to it. He wasn't angry at you, of course, you were visibly uncomfortable at their crude jokes. But you saw the twitch of his eye, the tightening of his jaw, as tiny little changes came over him, imperceptible to others but all too obvious to you. Rusty did not like others messing with what was his.

You think he's going to do something, here, and your heart leaps in your chest. He wouldn't do anything so publicly, would he?

His face relaxes, and his knuckles, clenching the back of your chair, are becoming less unnaturally white as he loosens his grip.

"Let's go, darlin'," he says, and it's not a question. He places his hand on your waist to lead you out of the diner, almost daring the boys to make another comment. Once you're home, his hands are you and tearing through your clothes faster than you're prepared for.

"They think they can talk to you like that," he snarls, hands on your chest, taking off your shirt for access. "You're mine, you know that? I won't let anyone else even dare to touch you."

His voice is rough, but he's astoundingly gentle as he confirms you're okay and the encounter didn't shake you up too much. With a soft kiss to your forehead, Rusty promises to get them back in a dark tone you've heard before. You know he means it when he uses that tone.

He gives a gentle squeeze to your throat and a pat to your thigh, then signals he wants you to jump, with your legs around him. His exceptional strength holds you up with no issue, and you're pleading with him to just fuck you already in minutes.

"You think they could fuck you like this? Tell me who's making you feel this good," he orders you.

He wonders if you'll mind him recording you screaming his name so he can play it when he's killing those frat boys.

#slasher x reader #horror #imelda's writing #slasher #rusty nail #joyride 2001 #joyride movie #rusty nail joyride #rusty nail x reader #rusty nail x you

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