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livindeadgirlgrav · 7 months

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can you plz write headcannons or a story about female reader picking up nubbins sawyer while he’s hitchhiking, one thing leads to another, and she’s riding him to death (not literally teehee) in the back of her van🖤? maybe a bit of dom reader too? thank you so much🖤🖤

Yessss! Of course! Thank you so much for the request! I can totally write a headcanon also if you like! I love my little stories lol

Pairing: Nubbins Sawyer x Dom fem reader

Warning: NSFW!! Very nsfw, mention of drugs, violence, etc

Ps: Not 100% proof read it’s 3am lol it’s possible I overlooked something

You were a lost soul according to your parents, but in your mind all you wanted was to be free. A lot of things gave you that feeling of freedom- music, the open road, and a couple psychedelic drugs here and there. Having all three at your disposal you felt pretty free today. Driving your 72' Ford van you jammed all the way down the road. You hummed at the silk like feeling of the wind running through your fingers as you held your hand out the window. You smiled to yourself when you saw a hitchhiker on the side of the road. Of course you pulled over for them. First off it was way to hot to be walking I mean you were practically naked in your mothers eyes. And secondly he was pretty cute and you didn't have anything to do all day besides seeking that sweet freedom.

Once you came to a stop the strange looking man quickly got in the car. "Hey man? You alright? Its super hot out today. Suppose to be the hottest day of the year." You stated trying to make small talk. The man now in your passenger seat smiled. "Where you heading too hm?" You smiled at him as you started to drive away occasionally looking at him. "South" You nodded. "Same!" You giggled. "So how did you get out here?" You asked softly. "I was at the slaughter house, my brother work there. My grandfather too! My family always been in meat." He chuckled a little liking the attention he was getting from you. "Oh cool, my daddy was in it for a bit too but got a better job as I grew up. I never liked it, it made me sad seeing the poor babies." The man chuckled. "Its good food though, see they make head cheese. T-they take the head and boil it expect for the tongue and they scrap all the flesh away from the bone. They use everything, they don't throw nothin away!" Hearing the man ramble on you thought it was a bit gross but also kinda cute, he was so excited as if he hadn't had anyone to talk to in years. Like a little lost puppy. You giggled a bit, "Well I didn't know that." You smiled at him then looked back at the road. "Oh I love this song" You said turning up the radio, the wind blew into your window perfectly swaying your hair from side to side. Your attention was captured when you saw a flash coming from the man. Looking over you saw the man grinning as he looked at you then his camera. “Hey you took my picture!” You giggled. “You can drive to my house! It’s just down this road! A-and you can have dinner with me and my..” before he could finish you cut him off “Are you asking me out on a date?” You asked as you pulled over. The man looked at you confused. “Let me see.” You said as you scooted closer to him and took the photo out of his hand. “It’s not bad. You wanna take some more?” You smirked at the man.

Before you knew it the two of you were in the back of you 72' Ford van. You made the first move which wasn't unusual for you. At first you whispered sweet nothing into the nameless man's ear, then started nipping at his ear and the skin on his neck, earning soft moans from him. You noted at how edger the man was, noting how he trembled at your touch. Seeing how he wanted to touch you just not sure how. "You can touch me if you want, I don't bite..hard." You giggled then moaned softly as the man place his hand on your exposed thigh. "We can be slow if you like?" The man starred at you in awe and shook his head no. "Good boy." You quickly straddled his lap and began to kiss the man, kissing you back the man placed his hands on your waist. Grinding you kept kissing him till he pulled back a little to let a moan escape his lips. "It feels good doesn't it?" The man nodded as he laid back watching you grind against his lap. Smirking you kept going as you removed your shirt then your bra watching the mans face as he grinned ear to ear. You grabbed the mans chin softly and pulled him to you. Looking down at him you felt very dominate and free. The mans breath hence at the sudden touch, looking up at you he went to kiss you but you moved back slightly. "Tsk tsk so you wanna touch me?" You asked. "Y-yes." The man stuttered. "What do you say?" "Please?.." The man was very impatient as he was so needy, wanting a release. Grinning you placed the mans hands on your chest and he bucked his hips uncontrollably, making you chuckle. You grinned against the man making him shutter and moan. "You are so big." In a matter of seconds you both went after the same thing, his belt. You pushed his hands away and he grunted frustrated. Grinning you undid his belt and then his pants, going to undo yours he stopped you, pushing your hands away lightly. The man quickly unbuttoned your daisy dukes. Lifting yourself up the man pulled your shorts down. Before you even realized he was inside you and you rode him like a bull rider. Hearing his moans, grunts and whimpers. It was music to your ears and he was so unaware.

You both stayed in that metal tin till the sun went down, changing positions and occasionally fighting for dominance (when you won more than once) you moaned as the now naked man trusted into you and kissed on your neck. Grabbing his hair you moaned out, grinding as best you could against. The man moaned as while almost in perfect harmony with you. Before you knew it you both were finishing at the same time, it was something you never experienced before! A feeling washed over you that you swear was familiar but it definitely wasn’t.

Laying in the floor of the van you snuggled up with the man you come to learn to be Nubbins. Finding a old blanket under one of the seats you both snuggled underneath . Surrounded by polaroids of your naked body and of his you both fell asleep on the biggest high you could only imagine.

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Hey! I hope you enjoyed! Thank you so so so much from the request and thank you tons for reading!

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im-pyretta-blaze · 8 months

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I feel like Luigi would be a bit of a wild one. I think he would be pretty possessive, and rough and I think he’d be into body worship. Maybe period sex too.

You are correct on every single one, Nonnie! I absolutely see Luigi as being possessive and controlling and mostly rough with his S.O. I mean.....most of his screen time was of him yelling and stabbing people lol

Luigi definitely would be extremely possessive of you. Wanting nothing more than to keep you locked up in his room so no one (Pavi) could have a chance to steal you away. He knows that this isn't possible so he tries to know your whereabouts 24/7 or be with you as much as possible instead. You will have your own security escort when, on the odd occasion, you are not with him. He will call frequently and will grow increasingly antsy and aggressive the longer you are out of his reach.

Luigi knows no other way to express his emotions other than to be rough and mean. It's not exactly that he wants to hurt you, or that he likes seeing you tear up in pain, but he's been mean and rough for so long that it takes great effort for him to not take his anger out on you. However, he does have a fascination with seeing his handshaped bruises on your hips and thighs and even around your throat. Will become a bit more gentle after those nights, petting over you and not letting you lift a finger the entire day, tracing his marks with a possessive gleam in his eyes before brushing his lips across any blemish he left on you. Sometimes you would have to remind him to be more gentle, to ease up or calm down, but it overall depends on his mood if he decides to listen to you.

Body worship (Luigi receiving) would be the easiest way for you to calm him down. A few compliments here and there, soft gentle cooing as you clean the blood splatter off his face, and a well-timed submissive kiss against his lips or jaw will have him melting against you. You might even be able to convince him to join you in the shower so you can wash the rest of the blood off of him and further calm him down. He will get unexpectedly gruff and borderline bashful whenever you kiss or trace his scars, muttering, shifting around, and grumbling under his breath the entire time, but will force your hand back if you try to move away. This would also include you getting on your knees for him while he sits at his desk working or when he's on the sofa watching the news or just relaxing. Your head on his lap with his cock in your mouth, cockwarming him to be precise, would be the easiest way to get him to be less aggressive and more relaxed for the next few hours. (Even if he ends up brutally fucking your throat when he wants to come)

Body worship (on you) would definitely be something done in private. Only allowing his soft side to come out when you two are truly alone. As rough as he can be, he can turn it into gentle touches and tender brushes of his lips, murmuring against your skin all the soft confusing emotions that you bring out in him. Would definitely led him to eating you out until you can barely remember your own name as he looks at you with pure adoration. In public, when he's in one of his rare good moods, he will allow you to link your arm through his when you walk down the street or even curl a few fingers around your own if you are in a more public event like a party or at the opera. The sweet touches are only reserved for you.

Period sex would be one of those things that is slowly brought into the bedroom. With his almost compulsive need to be clean and your rather...delicate...situation neither one of you would even think about it at first. He would usher you to the bathroom if you wake up and realize you made a mess of the sheets and he would change the blankets with a few tired grumbles before joining you in the shower. You are usually miserable during this time anyways so you would usually shy away from his more demanding touches. Between the cramping and headaches and mood swings, Luigi first steers very clear away from you, but will eventually join you in bed or on the couch so you can lay against him. It would probably start with something as simple as you grabbing his hand and using it as a makeshift heating pad as you watch a movie together, moving his long fingers with your own almost subconsciously to press against your tender abdomen in a search for relief. Which will lead him to doing it on his own without any prompting, staring at your face intensely as your nose scrunches in pain, but a relieved sigh leaves your lips.

The actual "sex" part won't pop up until you off-handedly mention how you will sometimes ache on the inside. How sore and sensitive you get and his inner sadist would perk up at the idea of mixing pain and pleasure in the bedroom with you. The first time you have to beg him to be slow and gentle because the added warmth and slickness leaves him breathless and chasing after the feeling despite your hisses of pain. You would definitely have to take the reins on these encounters but Luigi is absolutely enthralled watching your face contort in pain even as you gingerly grind against him. Would lead to more sessions of cockwarming, although more for your benefit as he's easing that horrible ache, and he is utterly delighted that something so "dirty" and "taboo" is shared between you two. The more you both indulge in this the more he becomes okay with the mess, stating that it's bearable since it's from you, and when you wake up in the middle of the night a mess Luigi will first roll you over and slip his cock inside you before (much) later letting you up so you both can shower and change the sheets.

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slxsherwriter · 1 month

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Waking Up

Fandom: Repo! The Genetic Opera

Parings: Luigi Largo x Reader

Word Count: 1,414

Warnings: Scars, talk of surgery, mentions of addiction, cursing, talks of violence

Series: Genetic Repossession

Author's note: A straight continuation of Better Me Than You. Just a short little fic to detail a little fallout and Luigi getting to display a slightly softer side.

Beeping. A gentle, steady beep. It was the first thing that registered. A gentle tickle on the brain that brought you back to the conscious world. Slowly. Disoriented and feeling like you were swimming through a dense fog, it was a struggle to latch onto the feeling of waking and not get pulled right back under. That was until a not so gentle touch yanked at your head, causing a groan to slip from a chest that seemingly didn't want to expand right away.

“For fuck sakes!” A familiar harsh voice yelled out, breaking the peaceful quiet of the room. “Be fucking careful or I'll take those fucking hands and mount them like God damn trophies on the wall. How the fuck did you ever become a fucking nurse?” It took effort but finally, you forced your eyes open. The world was blurry for several long seconds as you tried to blink your vision clear. Low lights made the adjustment easier, no harsh fluorescent lights greeting. A thud sounded somewhere off to the side but there wasn't enough energy or care within you to turn your head. Right now, the focus needed to be on what the hell happened.

‘“I'll get the doctor…”

“You fucking do that,” the voice barked. Warmth encompassed your hand and finally, Luigi came into focus. There was a hesitant smile on his face. “Hey there, sweetheart.” Oh, shit. A soft pet name. Yeah, it had to be bad. Your throat and mouth felt incredibly dry, as if someone had filled it with cotton. A soft cough came when you opened your mouth to respond, though it hardly hurt the way that could have been expected.

“I…”

“Easy. Here.” The water was soothing and cold as it washed down. Definitely helpful. The room spun a little when you shifted your head again. Before Luigi could say anything else, a doctor came in. A soft greeting before the exam started, though right then as he babbled, words you should understand sounded foreign.

“We'll start weening back the medication, hopefully clear your head up a bit. I know things probably aren't making a lot of sense right now…” Well, that was hitting the nail on the head. Your vision started to blacken at the corners, slowly creeping and consuming your field of vision. “Get some more rest.”

Your head felt significantly more clear the next time your eyes opened. A little sore and sorry. The room was quiet. Not a typical hospital room. Grunting softly, it took a little effort to shift your weight and work to a seated position. The family home, your room with Luigi, that was where you were specifically. Part of you was surprised and part of you wasn't all things considered. Curiosity got the better of you before anything else. No one else was in the room, so you took the opportunity to carefully pull back the covers and pull up the shirt. A large wound ran across the left side of your abdomen, sutures keeping the skin shut. Where the knife had entered you and likely where another, that one by skilled hands, tried to do damage control. Across your chest was a marring wound that didn't require sutures as it hadn't pierced flesh deep enough to require such treatment. Alive. You were alive. Something you should be grateful for, even if it broke the streak of never having had surgery.

The door opened.

“Shit, you're awake.” The shirt dropped from your hand, as if you were guilty of doing something that you shouldn't be. Luigi quietly closed the door behind him and moved to the bedside. “Had to replace your liver, bastard really got a good jab into you…” You would never expect him to be all that great at comfort and it was apparent he was struggling at the moment. Giving him a reprieve, you offered a small smile.

“And I take it that he was relieved of his own?” That seemed to lessen his worry and the uneasy nature about him that was a little unnatural feeling. As if he had been unsure how you would handle everything. “I'm honestly a little surprised to be awake at all…”

“It was close,” he admitted. “Doctors weren't all that sure you were going to wake up.” He settled down on the edge of the bed, careful to not jostle you too much.

“I thought I was dead when my knees hit the ground.” Which was the truth. You had accepted that your dying act had been protecting the man beside you. A worthy trade in your eyes.

“Shit fucking security has been dealt with too. How the fuck he got in there and that close with a weapon is ridiculous.” The words grew in volume, Luigi seething as if the event was happening all over again. It was a valid point. No one should have ever gotten that close or been allowed in with a hidden blade. Everybody was supposed to be checked. Not only to keep the Largo's safe but for the general safety of the event. It looked bad when shit like what had happened actually happened.

“And the PR nightmare that is surely causing a shitstorm?” He rolled his eyes in response.

“Nothing that you have to worry about right fucking now. You aren't getting paraded in front of the press until you can actually stand up.” Judging by the fact that you were able to sit up with pain, you thought that it may be at least a week before you would be able to get yourself to your feet and put on a face that did not show just how much discomfort and pain that you were in. Being able to school your features was too important in order to maintain appearances, so you would have to take it careful.

“Right.”

“I mean it. I don't give a shit what my father says. You are staying in bed and healing until you get a clear from the other docs.” You held up a hand, hoping to placate the man before he ended up stabbing whoever came into the room next. A high possibility on a normal day but judging by the slight redness to his cheeks, he was particularly worked up.

“I'll keep my ass in bed until given the all clear.” Repeating back the near order had him pausing and returning his eyes to yours. It accomplished just what you had hoped as his shoulders dropped a bit, his body going just slightly more slack. Tension unwinding from a constantly tense man. There was something on the tip of his tongue as he went to start speaking and thought better of it after a second. Silence reigned for a moment, neither of you willing to say something right away, for different reasons. You wanted to know what it was that he had been ready to say, while he was restraining himself. Until finally, finally he broke.

“Did you need any more Zydrate?” Ah, now it made sense. As uncomfortable as you were starting to be, the dull throbbing becoming more insistent and increasing in intensity as you sat there, you weren't willing to mask it. For multiple reasons. One of which was clearly on his mind. Shaking your head, you decided to recline yourself slowly instead, hoping it relieved enough pressure on the wounds to calm them down mildly.

“No, I'm okay. Would be preferable to not have to take any more.” It was impossible to miss the small sigh that rushed out of him. One addict in the family was enough. “Rather be uncomfortable and have a clear head anyway. Hated that I couldn't understand what was being told to me when I woke the first time.”

“It gets bad enough you don't need to go being a martyr. Take the fucking medicine, okay?” You nodded your consent, even though you both knew that there was a likelihood that you would ignore it entirely. His hand engulfed yours again and you used what little strength that you had left to give him a tug. A silent request for him to just lay down beside you. He grumbled a bit, an attempt at putting on a show, before he did just that. Carefully, his body settled down onto the bed beside you and with just as much care, his arm wrapped around your waist. Warmth seeped into your skin. Settling enough that you began to drift off once more.

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im-his-druidess · 8 months

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Can you write plz headcannons or a story about being Rotti Largo’s secretary in a secret relationship with Luigi?? with smut ofc🖤Thank you so much

Oof. What a predicament that would be 😆

Honestly Rotti would know about the secret relationship early on, but decides to stay quiet. Mostly out of curiosity to see how long the "secret" lasts and if one of you slip up, but also because Luigi's temper has calmed a bit since you two became a thing and is relieved at the lessening bad publicity Luigi would normally bring.

Luigi would shower you with gifts in secret, giving you passing lingering touches when you walk past him, and he would make sure to attend every function his father throws just so he can watch you from afar.

Would definitely visit his father more just so he can see you and possibly talk to you for a few fleeting moments in public.

Expect to be called into Luigi's office for a "meeting" only to be completely railed on his desk with his hand over your mouth. Grunting in your ear how much he misses you and your pussy the entire time. He would randomly pull you into a storage closet to push you down on your knees, hissing at you to be quiet while unbuckling his belt, and would also drag you to his car so he can fuck you there on your lunch break.

Would also sneak into your home or sneak you into his home. All in an effort to be with you without paparazzi or his father finding out about you two. Those times you will not be leaving the bed anytime soon. All his sexual, and regular tbh, frustrations would be released on you and there has been a time or two where you had to call out the following day because you could barely walk.

Luigi is stupidly proud of those days. Completely smug when he calls you to "check on you" and listens with a smile as you yell at him. Blaming him for the frozen ice pack you have in-between your legs to help with the tenderness.

He would cheekily send you "get well" flowers.

Despite him sneaking around both Rotti and Amber know what's going on, but keep their mouth shut because Luigi is stabbing less and his temper is being somewhat controlled.

Pavi is the last to find out and is completely blindsided.

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salemshotspot · 1 year

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Slashers with a reader that picks at their skin:

[cw/tw//skin picking, anxiety, drug use, self harm slightly]

[includes: choptop sawyer, bubba sawyer, luigi largo, otis driftwood, freddy kreuger, doomhead]

Chop-Top Swayer:

I feel like he would notice your scalp picking pretty quick but not really say much at first; not because he didn’t care but more of the fact he picks at his scalp a lot {because of his plate} so he assumes it’s normal and nothing to worry about, he’ll just assume your head has been particularly itchy lately like his plate from time to time.

However one rare evening where no one had any pressing matters to attend to you sat with the Sawyer’s to have dinner and afterwards you all sat and watched the television.

Drayton had absolutely no interest in the television because “tv isn’t as good as it once was" so he just kind of looked around the room aimlessly and it just so happened that his eyes landed on you as you were picking at your already damaged scalp.

Drayton goes in a partly joking tone "fuck y/n has chop-top been rubbing off on you that much, you’ve been picking at that darn head more than him lately.”

You just awkwardly laugh trying not to bring more attention to the matter and move your hands away from your head, feeling yourself grow more anxious about the fact attention was brought to the matter.

After a few minutes you make up an excuse along the lines of “I’m tired I’m going to head upstairs” and quickly rush to the bedroom which you share with Chop-Top.

Chop-Top would notice you left when he went to place his arm around you and he couldn’t feel you there.

He would be confused as to where you were because he wasn’t paying attention because he was focused on the tv after it caught his attention, however when Drayton explained in a slightly annoyed tone that he made a, slightly, joking comment and you upped sticks and went to what he assumed was sleep for the night Chop-Top was puzzled to say the least.

He decided to make his way to the bedroom which he shared with you to see if you were ok, however when he walked in on you close to tears, struggling to breathe as you was trying to hold in your tears, he could tell you wasn’t holding up too well.

He isn’t too familiar with people expressing feelings around him as due to his nature and the whole family business he never really formed bonds with anyone, let alone him comforting them.

It’s safe to say his first thought would be to freak out, threatening to kill whoever upset you {very aggressively.}

I feel like he’d also just kind of stand in the door way while he tried to work out what to do, he hates seeing you like this but he also hates knowing that he doesn’t know how to help.

He’d eventually land on just holding you, still freaking out inside.

When you finally calm down and regulate your breathing he would 100% try and break the silence with a joke.

”We all bored you to tears down there y/n?” He anxiously jokes.

“No it’s not that” you trail off and take a deep breathe; you then explain everything to him from how anxious you’ve been feeling to how you’ve been stress picking at your scalp.

He feels immediately guilty because he noticed it happening but said nothing about it.

It’s safe to say after that you both lay in each other’s arms for a long time.

As he is also prone to picking at his scalp Chop-Top knows how you feel better than anyone and in turn has a long list of ways to try and help you stop, or at least reduce how frequently you pick at your scalp.

Chop-Top would definitely be one to advocate getting high whenever you were stressed {and he certainly wouldn’t be opposed to getting high with you, apparently it’s "good couple bonding.”

Despite his best efforts, he shows his support in the most round about, ‘Chop-Top’ way possible, for example he’d tell you that “your scalp is far too pretty to hurt” {he thought it was endearing.}

Most importantly he’d want you to know you can talk to him, even if he’s not the best with his words.

I also feel like he’d pat your head a lot to try and comfort you whenever you were stressed so you would be less inclined to pick at your scalp.

Bubba Swayer:

He wouldn’t notice the scalp picking but he’d notice the cuts on your head; basically he’d just start seeing more cuts and marks through your hair and royally freak out.

Immediately wants to, violently, kill whoever kept hurting your head.

This idea was very quickly put on the back burner once you explained that you did it yourself.

I don’t think he’d fully understand it, like he finds hurting others, when deserved, very therapeutic because it’s what he’s always done but he can’t wrap his head around the idea of self-inflicted pain.

Although he doesn’t understand it he wants to listen to you talk about it to try and understand it better so he can support you the best he can.

Would most likely end up hugging you so tight that you thought you was going to die after you explained everything in detail.

If he ever saw you picking at your scalp or looking anxious he would just place his hand on your head and kind of just leave it there? You found it very comforting all be it confusing at first.

Luigi Largo:

Luigi isn’t the world’s most observant man so don’t be surprised if he doesn’t notice your nervous habit straight away.

I feel like he would find out in the most unconventional way, not because he’s oblivious, he’s just so focused on work that he pushes everything aside.

I feel like him finding out would be something along the lines of Pavi bringing it up, like casually asking Luigi how you was doing with the whole thing {because let’s face it, pretty much everyone else has noticed you picking at your head once or twice when you was stressed because you’re too overwhelmed to try and be discreet about it.}

This would cause Luigi to become, even more, short-tempered declaring “if something was going on he’d know.”

On the outside he’d become much more hostile but he would be internally freaking out because he’d feel awful for not noticing if this was happening and convince himself that you’re going to leave him for ‘not caring enough’ or something like that.

He’d eventually psyche himself up enough to go find you and try to talk to you about it, however he’d do it in his own round about way.

"I’m going to kill Pavi” he shouts as he enters the room.

”It’s nice to see you too Luigi” you’d chuckle.

Part way through his rant he’d explain that he was mad because Pavi had essentially made him feel like a bad boyfriend for not noticing that you’d be struggling.

You’d have to get him to backtrack for a moment because he’d miss a few key points such as what Pavi had meant by “you’re struggling” as he apparently put it.

After he explained everything you’d probably have to reassure him that he isn’t a bad boyfriend; despite his demeanour he’s really insecure because of the lack of affection from his dad growing up.

Now he is aware of your problem he’s really observant, like scarily observant.

You’re hands move? He’s looking to make sure you’re not stress picking your skin, he’s been busy and hasn’t seen you all day? When he sees you he checks to make sure you have no cuts on your skin from picking.

If you have been picking at your skin he would be concerned; he isn’t the best at talking about feelings but he’ll listen to you and try his best to understand.

If he noticed you were getting anxious and picking at your skin he would definitely be the type to just grab your hand and keep hold of it to comfort you and stop you picking at yourself.

He’s very protective of you as it is but he would probably get *more* protective; like if he even thinks someone or something might be stressing you out he’s resort to violent means instantly {which isn’t anything new.}

Otis Driftwood:

I feel like he’d either be exactly like Luigi Largo in the sense he’s oblivious and wouldn’t notice without someone bringing it up or he’d notice straight away, I feel like he’d be in a bad mood and notice you picking at yourself and it would annoy him so he’d tell you to stop {which would in turn make it worse.}

When you didn’t stop he’d go to question it but when he noticed you were stressed he’d be confused; “what the fuck is up with you?”

I don’t think he’d completely understand what was the matter when you explained how you felt but he’d understand enough to know that he should probably keep an eye on you.

I don’t care if you agree with this, I will die on this hill, if you were really stressed and started picking at your skin, he would just swat your hand away from your head.

HOWEVER, I feel like Otis would also kiss your head, when no one was looking, and I will not take arguments on this one.

Freddy Kreuger:

Freddy would be surprisingly observant of you, so when you start picking at your head when you’re stressed or anxious, he will notice.

He wouldn’t try and be gentle and ‘walk around the topic’ he’d just ask you about it straight up.

I feel like he’d be really sympathetic and understanding of the whole situation.

After you spoke about it he would probably try and cheer you up afterwards and take your mind off of it to cheer you up by telling really shitty jokes.

I feel like if he saw you getting really anxious and start picking at your skin his first thought would be to kind of prompt you to stop by gently pushing your hand away from your head and try to take your mind off whatever is making you anxious by completely removing either you or whatever is making you stressed or anxious from the situation.

If that failed to work he would take matters into his own hands, quite literally, by keeping hold of your hands until you’ve calmed down.

He would probably just talk to you until you felt better, whether it be about the situation or talking about something completely random to try and take your mind off of it; he’s definitely a talker.

Doomhead:

He would without a doubt notice your habit straight away, he seems like the kind of person to notice *everything* for no other reason than paranoia; he needs every element of his surroundings to be in his control all of the time so he himself doesn’t become stressed so in turn he pays attention to everything all of the time.

He would try and make you feel better and, at first, make you feel worse.

"Can you stop doing that, there’s better things to be doing” was meant to be endearing and meant to show you that you don’t have to hurt yourself but it came across as him calling your habit stupid.

When you started crying at his comment it’s safe to say he’d be confused as fuck; “what the fuck are you crying at now.”

Once you explained it he’d fee quite bad but he wouldn’t want you to know that; he’d just explain that that’s not what he meant.

If he ever saw you getting anxious or stressed I don’t think he’d try and physically stop you he’d just shoot you a look or say something to you.

If you didn’t stop picking at your skin after he brought it up he would then physically move your hands and give you a long ass talking to about why you shouldn’t do it.

TLDR; if he sees you picking at your skin he will give you a lecture.

He cares about you, he just doesn’t really know how to show it so it manifests in him acting like a pissed off parent or teacher.

A/N:

God I wrote this so long ago

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adalwolfgang · 24 days

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could I ask for some incorrect quotes for the largo siblings from repo the genetic opera

(Name): So that’s my plan.

Luigi: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean.

(Name): No, go ahead, I want to hear it.

Luigi: It fucking sucks.

(Name): That’s not constructive criticism.

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Pavi: I can explain.

(Name): Can you?

Pavi: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

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Luigi: *Screams*

Amber: *Screams louder to assert dominance*

(Name): Should we do something?!

Pavi, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

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(Name): *Trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff* Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?

Amber: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.

Luigi: I personally was created in a lab.

Pavi: I just straight up spawned lol.

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(Name): Pavi and I are having a baby.

Shilo: That's gre-

Pavi, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here.

#x reader #reader insert #pavi largo #luigi largo #amber sweet #repo! the genetic opera #repo!tgo #Pavi largo x reader #Luigi largo x reader #Amber sweet x reader #shilo wallace #incorrect quotes

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otisbitchwood · 2 years

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Best Bill Moseley slasher boys:

1 CHOPTOP SAWYER:

- just look at him, hes a pure ball of sunshine but he WILL fuck you up

- best music and fashion taste

- always a risk that he might eat me. and that’s okay 😉

2 LUIGI LARGO:

- he may stab me to death

- but he will look hot covered in my blood

- he needs therapy for his daddy issues but do do i

3 OTIS DRIFTWOOD:

- save the most controversial for last

- …he defiantly smells like a wet dog and anyone who simps for this man has problems

- but hear me out

- he is really creative and will make his s/o so many sculptures

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littleoddwriter · 2 years

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Heya, can I request a Luigi Largo/GN reader please? Angst with happy ending preferable. But I'm open to anything. Thank you

Luigi Largo x GenderNeutral!Reader | Headcanons

Hiya there! Oh, sure thing, thank you for the request! I hope you like these (and that you were expecting HC's, considering I only take those requests at the moment). :')

notes; Gender Neutral!Reader; Morally Ambiguous!Reader; Angst with a Happy Ending (somewhat happy at least, and unrealistic, but yeah); Dark-ish Headcanons; Mentioned Murder; Unhealthy Relationship; Anger Issues.

While Luigi does love you and wants to be with you, he's not particularly good at showing it or leaving any of his previous habits behind in favour of your relationship.

Some of those things you can kind of overlook, like when he kills random people for pissing him off in any way, but that also goes too far when he's threatening you with his knife instead.

Usually he tries to keep himself under control so as not to hurt you, but it doesn't always work. Those moments aren't just terrifying for you (not knowing if he's going to lose it completely or not), but they also make you question how deep his love for you even goes if he's that quick at pointing a knife at your throat, chest or stomach.

Of course you understand that it's not his fault that he's raging so quickly, but you still wonder if you should even stay with him if your life is always in immediate danger if you do something to anger him.

At some point you have had enough of it, though, when it happens again, and you tell him how you feel about all of this, how you're terrified and confused, how much you love him, but that you couldn't go on if he doesn't work on changing this.

Maybe it's unfair to put him in such a position, but it makes him falter and lower his knife. And then he also apologises. You've never actually heard him apologise to you or anyone else.

He promises to work on himself and that it's just too much pressure he's under with trying to keep the company running when his siblings are too incompetent for it, and you offer to help him out. Perhaps it would be a start to lessen some of that pressure Luigi had been under long before his father even died.

And so he does work on himself. He even tells you that he loves you more often now with this genuinely happy smile that only makes you fall harder.

He still murders random people, though. Not as often anymore, but old habits die hard.

#this is basically just a 'reader shouldn't actually be with luigi at all but alas here they are' (mood tho)#hope these are good enough sorry i couldn't think of anything better ^^"#gender neutral reader #luigi largo #luigi largo x reader #bill moseley #repo! the genetic opera #repo the genetic opera #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons

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slasherscrybaby · 1 year

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Slashers sending Y/n little cousin to the Gulag

Y/n: *dragging the slashers by the arm* Honestly what was your thinking!?

Slashers: what? He thought he was grown up and I showed him how grown up fight

Y/n: GAWDAMN IT HE WAS 7 AND YOU SENT HIM TO THE FREAKING GALUG

Slashers: I don’t know what the problem is😐he hit me first😒

Y/n: What are you 5?🤨

Slashers: No you shouldn’t be worrying about my age but, instead how to put together a funeral for the boy I painted on the wall

Y/n: I CANT TAKE YOU NO WHERE I SWEAR!!!

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1dum-slasher-writer · 1 month

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Helloooo, I'm new to writing fics/head cannons, but I'm giving it a shot this year! Here are some rules if you wanna request, or something, I'm not too good at this. I have the right to decline any ask/request if it gives me the ick 🙂.

WHO CAN INTERACT;

-basically everyone.

WHO CANT INTERACT;

-No homophobes, transohobes, zoophiles, incest accepting people (idk what it's called), you know, ect..

RULES FOR REQUESTING;

-Yes, I mostly do smut.

-Will (attempt) to write fluff.

-No CNC, dub-con, incest, pedophilia, no weird ass kinks like piss; shit; vomit; along those lines, no fem readers (just not good at them.)

WILL GLADLY WRITE;

-Male readers.

-Gn readers.

-M4M/M4A fics/headcannons.

-FTM readers.

-Smut.

-Slasher characters is all for now.

WHO I WILL WRITE;

-Thomas Hewitt

-Bubba Sawyer (all)

-Nubbins Sawyer

-Chop-top Sawyer

-Johnny slaughter/sawyer

-Drayton Sawyer

-Billy Lenz (1974)

-Billy Lenz (2006)

-Vincent Sinclair

-Lester Sinclair

-Bo Sinclair (will attempt)

-Norman Bates (1960)

-Hannibal Lector (newer ver.)

-Michael Myers (RZ)

-Michael Myers (OG)

-Jason Voorhees (2009)

-Jason Voorhees (older ver.)

-Martin Mathias

-Billy Loomis

-Stu Macher

-Herbert West

-Luigi Largo

-Pavi Largo

-Amber Sweet

(WILL BE UPDATED ALOT)

NOW I HAVE AN ANON LIST SO WOOHOO;

-🪐anon, 💿anon,

👍

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livindeadgirlgrav · 8 months

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Things to know!!

Hey guys I am Livindeadgirl! This is my blog for all my crazy stories and fanfics! Please note I will try to post regularly but I am a busy bee!

Request= OPEN Ask= OPEN

⚠️Important Note: My page is 18+! It’s possible I will write about inappropriate content! Please don’t report but block! Highly advise everyone to be 18+ due to writing containing gore and nsfw material⚠️

Characters I write for! ⬇️

Michael Myers Otis Driftwood Brahms Heelshire Bo Sinclair Vincent Sinclair Graverobber Pavi Largo Luigi Largo The Grabber Nubbins Sawyer

(The list will grow in time!)

What I write

NSFW

SFW

Shorts

Stories

Headcanons

Onehots

What I won't write

Paedophilia

Rape (I dont mind writing dubcon I'll try to have it listed in the warning section on my post)

Incest

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cresent2003 · 5 months

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Payment.

Pavi Largo x Fem! Reader

Unedited

18+ content

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Marina's legs burned as she ran around the streets like a spooked rat.

She didn't have the money for her payments.

Not after her mother hacked her account and took everything she had.

She paid everything until now and that was easy to notice on the vulture's end and now she was running from them.

The repo man was dead but that didn't stop the fear.

It was worse now.

The Gene Co guards did the chasing for the family that sat in golden chairs watching the world scream in fear when they slip up.

She ran to a wall before collapsing as her heart raced in her ears.

It was all too much as she tried to stand back up.

She couldn't.

They were getting close and she couldn't move.

Their heavy footsteps got closer as Marina prepared for what was going to happen to her.

Suddenly someone grabbed her causing her to scream.

"We got her sir" A deep female voice filled her ears as a much stronger person held her in place.

One of them suddenly injected her with a mysterious drug causing her to hiss before falling limp in their arms.

She couldn't think or see as everything around her slowly faded away.

Time passed as Marina groaned before trying to sit up only to be tossed back by chains.

She tried to look around but everything was black.

Tears rolled down her face as she started to feel to chill of the room around her.

She didn't know where she was but knew she wasn't in the streets anymore.

She suddenly heard voices.

All were male but one was more high-pitched and silly-sounding.

The only one she could make out was the deepest.

It was Rotti.

She knew that voice from his many public appearances.

Suddenly the bag covering her head was torn off.

There they all were.

Rotti and his two sons.

They looked at her with three different threatening eyes.

Rotti's was calm, the brown-haired one was angry and the one wearing a mask from one of their other victims was calm but lustful.

"You were so good with your payments Marina.

I thought I would never see you here" Rotti said before taking the cloth from her mouth.

"She took everything I had," Marina said.

"Who?" Rotti asked.

"You know who.

If you know so much about me you know her too" Marina said as her voice trembled.

She didn't want to die.

"Your mother I presume.

Well, that doesn't excuse your missing payments.

Your beauty belongs to me darling" Rotti said as he lifted her chin.

"Please I don't want to die," she said.

"That's too bad" the brown-haired one growled into her ear causing her to flinch.

"Luigi," Rotti said.

"There has to be something I can do.

This isn't my fault" she said.

"I could think of a few," the one wearing a mask said.

He grasped her shoulder causing her to hiss.

"And what is that?" Rotti asked.

Luigi laughed.

"Leave her to me, father.

I'll make her pay each missing payment" he said.

His voice was crooked and needy.

All of a sudden she realised she was sitting there only in her bra and panties.

He snaked a hand down her body giving her chills.

"Fine," Rotti said.

Marina looked at him with wide eyes.

"What?" she asked as her voice broke.

Why did he give in that easily?

"Take my mercy and don't question it," he said before he and Luigi left the room.

"I remember you.

Your mother used to bring you here.

I never should have let you leave" he said before taking off her bra causing her to tremble.

Right away she knew what his plan was.

"So beautiful darling" he said before squeezing her breasts.

"So soft," he said before kissing down her neck causing her to feel the chill from the mask's cold lips.

She tried not to give in but failed the minute his sharp teeth dug into her neck.

She moaned as she moved her head to give him more access to her neck.

"That's it," he said before licking the blood running from the fresh bite.

"You're Pavi's.

All mine forever" he said before standing in front of her revealing the clear tent in his trousers.

He bent down before kissing her.

The sensation was strange as it was his lips she was kissing.

He then walked away before coming back with bolt cutters.

"I'll make sure you walk out of here limping darling but only if you play nice.

I don't want to have to wear your pretty face because of a little mistake" he said.

"I won't get out of the building alive if I try something," she said.

"Such a smart girl," he said before cutting the chairs and holding her in place.

She rubbed her wrists before looking up at him as he stood close to her but not close enough to scare her.

He wanted her to want this as much as he did and he didn't want to force her to get to that point.

"So pretty," he said before unbuttoning and unzipping his trousers.

He pulled his hand cock out before pulling her close.

"Suck it, Amore," he said as he caressed her face softly.

She looked into his eyes before taking a deep breath.

She placed a kiss on his tip before wrapping her hands around him.

One was at the case of his cock as the other was squeezing his thigh feeling the fabric of his trousers.

She took him into her mouth as she breathed through her nose to stop herself from gagging.

She created a rhythm as she used her tongue to send him to the heavens.

He hissed before grasping her hair.

"So good Amore," he said.

She closed her eyes as she tried to ignore the arousal soaking her panties.

It had been a while since she had done anything like this and the way he spoke to her was incredible.

She sped up slightly as he let out a groan that sent electricity down to her cunt.

She was tempted to touch herself but didn't know what would happen if she did something he didn't tell her to do.

Suddenly he began to throb on her tongue causing her to realise that he was going to cum.

He was so close.

She sped up as the noises that he made became a melody.

She then gagged softly as his cum shot down her throat.

She pulled back slowly before leaving her lips on his tip before licking his slit.

"Lay back Amore.

Relax" he said.

She looks at him before lying on the cold floor.

He sat beside her before putting one of her legs over his shoulder spreading her.

"You must be so tired after all that running darling.

Let me help you relax" he said before ripping her panties.

He then put two fingers inside her causing her to let out a pornographic moan.

"Oh god," she said as she tossed her head to the side.

"Yes, princess.

Call me god" he said before curling his fingers.

She arched her back as he hit her G-spot.

He then leaned down before licking and sucking her clit.

"You're tight Amore.

So tempting.

I might not be able to hold back from taking you properly" he said.

"Then do it.

Please" she said.

"Don't tempt me Amore" he said.

"I need more.

Please" she said before throwing her head back as he sped up.

"Please.

Please" she moaned out as her body begged to be filled.

He knew each spot that made her a babbling mess as he was losing self-control from that.

"You want me.

My cock?" he asked.

"Yes," she said.

"Who would I be to refuse you?" he said before moving.

He spread her legs before running his tip around her entrance.

She waited patiently before moaning loudly from the pain and pleasure as he pushed himself in.

"So warm.

You were made just for me Marina.

No one will satisfy you as I do and the same for me" he said before placing his arms beside her head as tears ran down her face.

He rolled his hips as she clung to him.

He felt euphoric as he thrusted in a pattern he had perfected after years of exploring women.

She could feel each vein as her walls moulded around him.

"So warm and perfect.

I never want to leave this pretty cunt Amore" he said.

"Faster" she said as he loved movements started to lose electricity.

He smirked behind his mask before speeding up.

She threw her head back as she squeezed her eyes shut.

Her abdomen warmed up and tingled as she got closer to her release.

"Close already.

I guess I am skilled" he said before laughing.

She looked into his eyes before pushing him into a straddled position.

She sat on him before bouncing her she wrapped her arms around him.

Her thighs were burning as she moved into the crook of his neck as he trusted into her knowing she was starting to lose rhythm.

Death surrounded them but all she cared about was him.

She threw her head back as sweat ran down her chest.

She then looked at him before letting out loud moans.

"Pavi" she moved out his name as he watched her in awe as his release got closer.

"Me too Amore.

Let's cum together yeah" he said.

She nodded.

He groaned before slamming into her; kissing her cervix with each powerful thrust.

She then screamed out as her orgasm rushed through her.

He continued his now sloppy movements before shooting his cum inside her.

They then sat there out of breath as his cum ran out of her onto his trousers staining the fabric.

"All you're payments have been completed little mouse.

Try to miss the next one so I can come for you personally" he said.

"I have no more money," she said as she placed her head on her shoulder.

"I can take care of that.

Remember me and come back here when you need me Amore" he said before kissing her shoulder as he held her.

#smutshot #smut #pavi largo #repo! the genetic opera #fanfic #mature #maturity #oneshot #maturelanguage

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slxsherwriter · 8 months

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Hand Picked

Fandom: Repo! The Genetic Opera

Pairing: Luigi Largo x female reader

Word count: 1,881

Warnings: Cursing, canon typical violence, Luigi being himself, organ repossession

A/N:It had been years since I watched Repo and at the time I had watched it for Anthony Stewart Head. Rewatching it for Bill was an experience. This is a bit of a tease for another fic idea that expands upon the ground work here. I warned you all the Moseley brainrot had set in.

The relative quiet of the office was a stark contrast to the constant noise coming from right outside the building. Then again, in today's day and age, quiet was a rare commodity. The streets were always alive with the noise of the desperate and downtrodden. In most of the city. The few spots where those with wealth resided tended to be a little more quiet. No Zydrate addicts at least.

The quiet was welcomed though, needed even. An opportunity to reset from the long day. Uncommon it was for you to experience the sort of hours that you pulled today and all the trouble that came with it. Ten hours scouring the streets, fighting with those that were terrified at the mere sight of you. Everyone feared the Repo men. Contrary to popular belief, there was more than one of you. With the business that Geneco did and the way that people defaulted on their debts, one man wouldn't cut it. The Largo's would have been out of business a long time ago, despite being one of the only names in the game. The numbers were small, though. And recently, the numbers had gotten even smaller. Down to just two of you now.

Organs already returned to the store rooms, you were simply finishing up a few pieces of paperwork to close the accounts. Dull work really and something that you could have left for someone in a lower position. But, it was those moments that allowed you to calm down from the high of the hunt, recenter yourself back into a controlled semblance of a human being rather than the monster that the public know your masked face to be.

It would be a lie to say that you didn't get some sort of enjoyment out of your job. A fact that you would have ventured to guess when you first started several years ago.

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You didn't come from a family with money, just an incredibly scrappy will to survive in a world where money often meant survival itself. Instead, you had been blessed with intelligence, enough smarts to prove your worth to society and the company that ran the world. Geneco had pegged you for medical school when you were nothing more than a smart mouthed teenager with a problem with authority.

True, your trust in the company had been low. Practically, nonexistent if you were honest. But, it was a chance to get out of the streets, away from the constant fight and scrap. Sure, you knew you were trading one devil for the other, but at least with the opportunity to become a doctor, you may be able to properly make something of yourself. Taking the offer that had been presented on a silver platter, you signed the contract and unknowingly sealed a fate that neither you nor the company could have ever really anticipated.

School had shown your true potential. A skilled, deliberate hand and the ability to not only quickly pick up information but react to it as well had all of the professors singing your praise. Top in the class, across the board. Of course, those at GeneCo were kept aware of the process that you made, like they were each and every student who signed a contract with them. Apparently.it was enough praise that two of the Largo's themselves decided to come and assess your value when you closed in on graduation.

The first time that you met Luigi, you had been standing over a fresh cadaver, ready to give a presentation as part of a final project for one of the last graded classes you were taking. Rotti stood beside him, both in watching you with an intent that bordered on dangerous, making you feel like the piece of meat that was laying on the table before you. But being under pressure had always forced you to perform well. Dissecting away flesh and muscle with ease, you began to show the proper method for organ removal to allow them to potentially be used by the company. Not for resale exactly but for the scientists that were making continued improvements on them. The entire thing took half the time it took several other students once they came up to attempt the process themselves, a fact that you snickered about to yourself.

It was only when you were washing the blood off of your hands that Luigi approached. Rotti had chosen to speak with the attending surgeon who taught the class rather than you right off the bat.

"Not half bad with a blade…" You looked up from the station you were at, a kind smile plastered to your lips. The last thing that you needed to do was piss off the man before you.

"I appreciate the kind words, Mr. Largo." It even sounded level, and you gave yourself a quick mental put on the back for it. The words seemed to amuse him rather than piss him off another win. Up close, you could appreciate the blueness of the man's eyes. They didn't seem unnatural. While GeneCo was very good at what they did, it was going to be your job to know the difference. "You and your family, your company, has been more than generous in putting me through school. The least that I can do is make sure that the debt is repaid in full, to the best of my ability." There seemed to be something else on the tip of his tongue, but before he could speak any further, he was called away by his father. The senior Largo didn't approach, seemingly having nothing to say to you at the moment. That suited you fine.

Of course, you had no way of knowing that the wheels had been turning in the man's head after seeing your presentation. Graduation came and went, with another contract signing, this time for employment. Wages were garnished some to make up for what had been paid out to send you to school. That was fine by you since it made life easier. One less thing to worry about. That was how you looked at it. It also brought you back into contact with Luigi. Apparently, he was the one that helped manage accounting and financing.

The Gentern that had been there to help was a bumbling fool of a woman. Clearly new, she couldn't keep her face neutral, nor could she actually do her job as every paper that they had needed wasn't present. When Luigi shoved the knife into her gut and tossed her carelessly to the side. You blinked before pointing down to the body.

"You want me to salvage what I can from that? Before they are no good?" He blinked, seemingly caught off guard by your lack of reaction. It pulled him from the mess of anger that had overtaken him. "I imagine that the intestines are punctured, but the liver, stomach, and obviously any organs in the upper torso would be fine." This was the way of the world. You couldn't afford to blink at death. Especially working for this company and around the family that owned it. All the body was now was a sack of meat with some useful parts.

"Yeah, go take care of that. We will meet in a couple of hours, and I'll have someone less incompetent this time. And we will be negotiating new terms of employment." There was a bit of a growl to the words, showing that the simmering rage was still there. But there was something else in the look. A heat that made a shiver run down your spine. Well, that was interesting. You were wordlessly helped by another Gentern that appeared, giving you time to think over your own reaction. Luigi was a good looking man. There was no denying that. But he couldn't possibly be interested in you. Nol-when he had women hanging off of him all the time, well, mainly the Genterns, but they still counted. Plus, he could really have anyone he wanted.

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The sound of the door to your office slamming open pulled you from the memories. Your start at GeneCo was definitely something unique. No one else had been set on the path that you had but you didn't mind in the least.

"For fuck sakes woman, are you planning on being in this damn office all fucking night?"

"Hello to you too, Luigi," you greeted him, a smile coming to your face and amusement tinging the words. He paused at the edge of the desk before plopping right down on the corner.

"Fifteen repossessions today. Maybe I should piss you off more often. Clearly, it's good for business." There was a playful edge to the words as he looked through the few files that remained on the desk. He would have kept up with your long day, the smug bastard that he was. Probably wanted to see how the argument from that morning affected you. Even through it, you couldn't help but smile, not feeling an ounce of frustration over the reaction. "You ready to go home?" You stretched your legs out under your desk, debating if you were going to try and make him sweat it out a bit. Not that he really worried over much besides acquiring GeneCo.

"Yeah, I am. Are we ordering in tonight?" You pushed up only to have him wrap an arm around your waist and pull you close. Resting against his side, you waited for the next response from the man, unsure where this was leading right then and there. Luigi was unpredictable even to you. Dating for the better part of three years or not, his temper often made him react in unexpected and unanticipated ways. But even outside of anger, he wasn't the easiest to read.

Sure, to some degree, your relationship had curbed some of that volatility. But, Luigi would always have a temper. The outlets that you had come up with only went so far. That didn't count the times that perhaps you encouraged it a little, at the very least agreed with the actions. Sometimes, people made it really easy to remember that most of the population was a bunch of idiots.

Not another word was said as his lips pressed against yours. Ten plus hours was probably the longest time that you had spent apart in recent weeks. As busy as you had been, you would be hard pressed to say he hadn't been on your mind. Add to that the fact that he did often like to watch you work, and today had been a challenge in far more ways than simply a long day.

"Shame you didn't save any of them for a show…" The words came murmured against your lips, his barely parted from yours.

"I guess we'll just have to skip the foreplay tonight then." His hand began to slide downwards sIowly, lips twisting into a far more egear smile. "Or we can head out and see who else may just have defaulted on payments…"

"That's my girl. The rest of that paperwork can be done by some useless fuck we are paying to do some job they likely aren't doing correctly. Can all be handled tomorrow. Let's get the fuck out of here."

#slasher writing #horror writing #slasher x reader #bill moseley #luigi largo #luigi largo x reader #repo! the genetic opera

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im-his-druidess · 9 months

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Some thoughts I had about Luigi Largo...

I feel like, despite him being a perfectionist, he would actually really love your imperfections.

Like...any natural scars (acne, accidents from childhood, etc.), freckles, moles/beauty marks, and especially stretch marks he would find absolutely endearing. Mostly because he lives in a world where being perfect and looking perfect are everyone's main goal. People are always getting surgeries to "fix" themselves and, even though he's in that line of business, he can't help but to view these people as simple minded and vain.

Then there's you. Someone who is so natural that he can't help but marvel at the smallest detail. Even if you hate a certain body part or scar or mark he would go out of his way to look at them/feel them. Of course, he wouldn't tell you how much he adores these things about you because he has an "image" to uphold. But it would be so obvious.

He would talk you down about having surgeries when you are feeling self-conscious and spiraling about your looks, would (rather bluntly tbh) tell you in great detail how much he loves whatever part of you that you are hating at the moment. However he would support you if you really have your heart set on a surgery, but he definitely makes sure that you are only going through with it because it's something you want and not societies standards influencing you.

Also he would happily gut anybody that has anything negative to say to you about your appearance.

#Luigi Largo #Repo! The Genetic Opera #Luigi Largo x Reader #Luigi Largo headcanons #Repo! The Genetic Opera headcanons #slashers #slasher fandom #slasher x reader #horror film #Bill Moseley x Reader #Bill Moseley headcanons #Bill Moseley #the cryptid posts

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deadolloading · 10 months

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Solicitudes

Presentación de mi perfil, lo que escribo, reglas.

¡Hola pequeña personita! Me presento, soy deadolloading aún que pueden decirme Joven D, Doll, Dolly o como gustes. Mis pronombres son She/Her/Him, ¡Pero puedes decirme como sea!

Mi blog es totalmente en contenido en español, esto es debido a que no se mucho de inglés y hasta que no lo aprenda en su totalidad, no haré contenido en inglés.

El contenido de mi perfil apunta específicamente a todo lo relacionado con fanfics, pequeños escritos míos, etc. Igualmente los fanfics van del famoso Character x Reader o como el famoso Character x T/N.

Personas de cualquier edad, genero, creencia o nacionalidad ¡Es completamente bienvenido! Ya que mi contenido va para todo público ya que me incomoda escribir cualquier cosa NSFW, por lo que todo mi contenido es SFW, en caso de ser lo contrario se pide que no interactúen con esa publicación.

Requests are open!

Lea esto antes de solicitar cualquier fanfic, headcanon y esas cosas (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

Nota: A veces no puedo publicar mucho debido a lo ocupado que suelo estar.

Soy muy imaginativo con headcanons, escenarios/drabbles y es posible que veas mucho de eso en mi perfil, pero nada de fanfics o one-shots y tendrás que esperar mucho tiempo para que haga uno.

Por favor, no envíe hagas spam de solicitudes porque en esos caso no lo haré.

Si no publico un post muy largo, puede ser porque no tengo mucha imaginación en ese momento, disculpas de antemano.

¡El inglés no es mi primer idioma! Así que lo siento mucho por lo que solo escribiré en español.

Cuando pida algo en mi bandeja, por favor dame detalles de lo que quieres, como una parte específica que desea que agregue, qué personaje, género del lector, etc.

Solo puede escribir de 2 a 3 personajes a la vez.

Quiero que este lugar sea seguro tanto para mí como para los lectores.

Tengo todo el derecho a rechazar una solicitud, especialmente si rompe con las reglas que ya tengo.

Acepto escribir

Relaciones poliamorosas.

Dolor/comodidad.

Pelusa.

Amor, oc x character

No acepto escribir

Incesto

Sexo/NSFW

Violencia

Pedofilia, zoofilia

Relaciones altamente tóxicas

Fandoms y personajes para los que escribo !

Videojuegos

Phantom of the Opera - MazM

Christine Daae Sorelli Dupont Melek Levni Detective Hatim Eric

Genshin Impact

Sucrose Rosaria Beidou Amber Kaeya Diluc Jean Aloy Lisa

Mario Bros

Princess Peach Princess Daisy Rosalina Pauline Mario Luigi

Cuphead

Baroness Von Bon Bon Chef Saltbaker Cala Maria Hilda Berg

Five Night's at Freddy's

Michael Afton William Afton Henry Emily Clara Afton Animatronics

Sims 4

Elvira Lapida

Series/Anime/ARG

The Mandela Catalogo

Cesar Torres Mark Heathcliff Adam Murray Jonah Marshall Arcangel Gabriel Alt!Archangel Gabriel Sarah Heathcliff

Popee the Performer

Papi Poppe Eepop Kedamono

Kimetsu no Yaiba

Tanjiro Kamado Nezuko Kamado Inosuke Hashibira Zenitsu Agatsuma Muzan Kibutsuji Kagaya Ubuyashiki Kyōjurō Rengoku Obanai Iguro Gyomei Himejima Tengen Uzui Shinjuro Rengoku Mitsuri Kanroji Shinobu Kochō

Welcome Home

Wally Darling Julie Joyful Barnaby B. Beagle Frank Frankly Eddie Dear Howdy Pillar Sally Starlet Poppy Partridge

My Hero Academia

Kyoka Jiro Eijiro Kirishima Denki Kaminari Mei Hatsume Mt. Lady Tsuyu Asui Tenya Iida Endeavor Ochako Uraraka Momo Yaoyorozu

Sakura CardCaptor

Tomoyo Daidōji Tōya Kinomoto Yukito Tsukishiro Maki Matsumoto Nadeshiko Kinomoto Syaoran Li Fujitaka Kinomoto Kaho Mizuki Sakura Kinomoto Clow Reed Caras Clow

Sailor Moon

Usagi Tsukino Rei Hino Makoto Kino Ami Mizuno Minako Aino Haruka Teno Michiru Kaio Setsuna Meio Nephrite Mamoru Chiba/Tuxedo Mask Kou Seiya Kou Yaten Kou Taiki

Dragon Ball

Gohan Veggetta Piccolo Trunks Broly Androide 18 Androide 17 Whis Krilin

Scooby-Doo

Vilma Dinkley Daphne Blake Shaggy Rogers Fred Jones

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Montgomery Montgomery Violet Baudelaire Klaus Baudelaire Georgina Orwell Justice Strauss Fernald Fiona Kit Snicket Lemony Snicket Gustav Sebald

Marvel/DC Comics

Solo agregare unos personajes

Doctor Octopus - Spiderman Miguel O'Hara - Spiderman Ghost Spider - Spiderman Spider-Man Noir - Spiderman Doctor Stranger - Marvel Peggy Carter - Marvel Raven - DC Comics Starfire - DC Comics Beast Boy - DC Comics Green Arrow - DC Comics

Moral Orel

Bloberta Puppington Clay Puppington Rod Putty Stephanie Putty Nurse Bendy

The Amazing Digital Circus

Ragatha x Reader Pomni x Reader Caine x Moon Caine x Reader Jax x Reader Gingle x Reader

Otros personajes (serie o película)

Miss Peregrine - Miss Peregrine y el hogar para chicos peculiares Carrie - Carrie 1976 Michael Myers - Halloween Jason Voorhees - Viernes 13 Thomas Hewitt - Masacre en Texas 2006 Ghostface - Danny Johnson Phantom of the Opera - Movie 2004 Blue Diamont - Steven Universe Yellow Diamond - Steven Universe Personajes de Disney - Solo si lo conozco

⠀⠀ ⠀ Reglas ⛧ ?!

ㅤㅤ⛧ Especificar por favor lo que quieren, no soy adivina. Si quieren cierta situación especifica, ese tipo de cosas ya saben.

ㅤㅤ⛧ Al momento de escribir para lectores, lo diré de una vez, no se mucho de pronombres. Por lo que si quieres de un personaje no binario o algo así, por favor dime como es su uso de pronombres para escribirlo y te sientas cómodo.

ㅤㅤ⛧ Esto totalmente abierta a la idea de escribir OC x Character, para eso pido que en privado me den algo de información de su oc. Alguna ficha, descripción de personalidad y física, ese tipo de cosas.

ㅤㅤ⛧ Pido que me tengan paciencia, suele escribir de forma muy tardada debido a mi gran bloqueo de escritor. Ténganme paciencia, soy nuevo en esto :').

ㅤㅤ⛧ ¡Pueden pedirme cualquier cosa! Romance, platónico, relación padre/madre e hijx, de hermandad, etc.

ㅤㅤ⛧ Por favor, pido respeto ya que esto es como un tipo de pasatiempo para mi. No vengo a molestar a nadie y tampoco vengo a que me molesten. Si no les gusta mi perfil o tienes problemas conmigo, te pido amablemente que dejes mi perfil y con gusto puedes bloquearme.

Eso sería todo por mi parte, bienvenidos a mi perfil y espero que les guste mi contenido.

¡Nos vemos!

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