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thequietkid-moonie · 9 months

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Foreign!S/O talks in their first language whenever they're angry

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Anzu, Junta, Tsukasa ]

[ Romantic Killer ]

English isn't my first language and I know pretty much no insult in english, but in spanich a know like a million and I can just invent some 20 more 💀 is pretty funny

If you could talk another language what language would you like? I think i will like to know French or Russian 🤔

Anzu Hoshino

Anzu is just pretty chill with everything so even when you two are dating you can easily get mistaken for just best friends, but she doesn't really give importance to what others think, if she is happy and you too then she doesn't see any problem

About being foreign she doesn't see a problem either, it could even be that if it isn't physicaly obvious neither with your accent then will take her a while to notice it or that anyone say it to her (she will be embarrased in that case)

She doesn't pry on your private live, so aside from asking small things from time to time she doesn't pry on how your contry or culture is, although if you are the one who directly tell her or hear you talking about it with someone else she will be happy to hear you rant about it and even get really curious

She defenitly is surprised and amased the first time she hears you talking in your mother language, since is your first language you do it so naturaly and so fluid that she can't help but want to hear more, wondering what you are saying. Although it would take her a while to get used to hear you talk in that language, you surprise her almost everytime you start talking with it

She gets worried for you whenever she sees you upset or mad (when she actually notice it since she can easily get distracted), again, she won't pry but she want you to know that if you need help with anything you can ask her, even if you just want to complain about what happened is alright for her. She doesn't try to calm you down either, as long as you don't get violent with anyone or with yourself you can express all you want

She is already surprised whenever you speak in your mother language, but the moment you start talking in it angrily she is even more shocked, even a little worried, it take her a moment to comprehend what is happening, but when she does she find it pretty funny, she start laughing but not as making fun of you

Even when she doesn't undestand what are you saying she cheer you to continue, not matter if the two of you are alone or you are saying it towards the person who make you mad, she still cheer you (having someone really mad screaming things that you don't understand could be pretty intimidating)

Later on she will ask you what it means what you said just now ago, truly curious, and thanks to that experience she ask you if you could teach her different words or expresions in your language (doesn't have to be just insults) and she will teach you different insult in english if you ask her

Junta Hayami

Junta is kinda shy some times and being in a relasionship with you already flustered him, so you being foreign make him a little more flustered (specially at the start of your relasionship)

It isn't like he thinks low of himself but he doesn't think that he is a big deal neither, so you being foreign is something that get stuck in his mind, like he doesn't fully understand what he has done to even catch your attention (specially for how he used to be ignored and bothered for almost everyone except for Anzu)

He doesn't want to pry but he tent to ask you a lot of your country and the culture (at first with the excuse of worring if you feel homesick of if it isn't too difficult to adapt), but he is genuinely interested

Hearing you talk in your mother language will always flustered him, he doesn't know why but something about you talking so fluid and naturaly in that languaje just make him skip a beat, specially the first time he hears you, at first he was confused but that quickly becomes amusment and admiration

He may not be the best at reading people but he pay a lot of attention to you since he cares for you, he want to be able to help you whenever you need it, so when he notice that you are angry he inmediatly reach your side and ask you what's wrong, he wants to help you calm down specially if whatever made you mad is still there (either a person or a situation)

If ranting and complaining about what made you mad helps you calm down then he will be there to hear all you have to say (but a little nervious though), however he gets shocked when you start talking in your first language, and since you still seem pretty angry he can tell that whatever you are saying isn't kind words

As much as he is confused and nervous for not really knowing what are you saying he doesn't stop you, also when you finally calm down and start talking in english again he just ask you if you feel better and if you need something, he is really curious about what you had say but is too nervous to ask (and if you tell him that you were saying a lot of insults and maybe even threats he will be even more nervious)

After a while he just get used to this, and even so it always make him nervous, but he will never stop you. If someone ever sees/hears you talking like that and ask him about it he won't be able to repeat or completly explain what you were saying, he just manage to shyly explain that you were very mad for something

Tsukasa Kazuki

Tsukasa is a pretty chill and mature person, and that will be expressed is his relasionship too, however for the bad experiences he had in the past when he start a relasionship with someone that person has to be of his fully trust, someone he knows he can rely on and be vulnerable with, just like you can do it with him

Also, for him you being foreign isn't an issue nor something too special, he will never make a big deal out of it, although if is something important to you he will respect it

He isn't someone who pry so he won't be asking you a lot of things about it, unless is something really small and is related to whatever you were doing/saying, although if you want to talk about it he won't stop you from do so. But as you two start a relasionship he grows a little more interesed and from time to time he ask you more or something more specific, but will never pry to much or force you to talk about it

Also, whenever you talk in your first language he doesn't seem like it but he pays close attention to what are you saying, he may don't understand but he enjoys hearing you talking like that

For the traumatic experience he had a while ago he end up learning to be a little more wary of his surroundings, specially with the people so he will learn to read your body language (even if is unconsciously) and he is the type to offer you his help either direct or indirectly

Whenever he sees you getting mad he worries and just step closet to you while trying to find out what bothered you, although if you tent to be loud with your anger it would startle him a little. In either case he will never expect to hear you talking in your mother language while being angry, he is shocked and dounfounded, but he doesn't stop you, the first time is because he is too confused but the next times he just let you be, and still he is paying close attention in case he has to stop you before you get more aggresive

He doesn't ask you about it and don't even say anything, for your expresions and the tone of your voice he can tell that you were angry, he just asks you if you are better now once you are calm

After a while he will just get used to it and will even end up learning some of the words you say without even trying, he isn't planning to use them (unless is with you and in a joking manner) he just reconize them whenever you are complaining and may even start count how many times you say it (just to kill time). And if you apologize to him for talking like that or are embarrased of it he will find it pretty funny

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lav-bee · 7 months

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Romantic Killer x Reader Headcannons

Reactions to Reader stimming

Characters: Kazuki, Riri/ Rio

💛- read as platonic

A/N: Autism is not mentioned ‘cause people that aren’t on the spectrum can still stim 👍 Also Kazuki is mentioned to stim as well :]

Kazuki

Stims mentioned: Voice stims, flapping wrists, leg bouncing, tapping

- Doesn't know what stimming is so the first time you did a voice stim he was so confused

- Will stare at you for a second before moving on

- The second time he notices is when you do some happy wrist flaps

- Still won't say anything but will do some research on his own

- Not only does he find out that its called stimming but he also finds out that leg bouncing is part of it

- He also bounces his leg when he’s anxious so he can understand to some degree

- After doing research he doesnt think too hard about why you do what you do

- He simply glances over and smiles whenever you make a tapping beat or voice stim

Rio/Riri

Stims mentioned: Voice stims, patting, snapping, repetitive movements/ leg bouncing, hitting your leg and chest

- Does not fully understand what stimming is but doesn’t mind at all

- Since they aren't human they will ask questions as to why you do it and how it works/ helps

- The first time you had a voice stim they simply smiled and did it back

- Most of the time if its a simple stim like patting your legs or snapping your fingers they’ll do it with you

- If you do repeated movements with no rhyme or rhythm like bouncing your leg bouncing up and down they’ll place a hand on your knee

- After pushing them off and explaining its something you need to do they’ll back off

- However, if you're hurting yourself by hitting your leg or pounding your chest then they will interfere by trying to take your attention away from it

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docwritesshit · 1 year

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@docglitch is my main

I caved and started a side blog for my writing. I will be taking requests from only series I have watched and care about and that list includes

-My hero Academia

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-Saiki K

-Haikyuu

-Blue Period

-Blue Exorcist

-Demon Slayer

-Asaaination Classroom

-Komi Can't communicate

-Spy Family ( Haven't seen season 2 yet)

-Romantic Killer

-Death Note

-Lego Monkie Kid

-Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

List will go on as I watch more series.

And occasionally I will post some of my original works as well. Depends on my mood and motivation

Will do:

X readers

Some ships (if I like it, just ask before you send a full on request)

SFW ONLY PLS

Headcannons (don't expect fancy format though for rn)

Platonic and Romantic

Poly ships or poly x readers

Depends:

Angst

Will not do:

NSFW

Incest/ Minor x adult ships

Yandere (one of my writing icks, don't hate on yandere writers though they are very talented)

Request status:OPEN (read information below)

I will take on as many requests as I see fit

Each person is allowed 2 requests max per week.

Requests will close if I get overwhelmed

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sage-green-matcha · 11 months

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HANDS ON YOUR KNEES - ETHAN LANDRY 📸

“Let me put my hands on your knees, I’m Angelina Jolie”

MINORS DNI

Ethan gives the reader her first orgasm when he's literally a virgin. She's been with a couple other dudes but they’ve never made her finish :(

Content includes: SMUT, P in V sex, orgasm, Virgin! Ethan, blowjob!!

"Is this okay?" You looked up at Ethan, having pulled away from his now hickey-covered neck. "Yea...yes" his breath became unstable as your hands messed with the buckle of his belt, pulling it off in one simple motion. He watched as you pulled it off so easily, his eyebrows slightly furrows.

Your hands ran back up his torso, scratching and running your hands along his light-toned abs. You always saw Ethan as tall and lanky, but with the way his polo shirts squeezed his biceps, you should've known better.

You stuck your hand in his boxers, gently pulling his hard length into your hand. You adjusted yourself on his thigh, your lips back on his neck as you rubbed his tip with your thumb.

The stickiness of his precum made him shudder. His head pushed back against the car seat with a groan as you continued to kiss him. You spit in your hand, wrapping it around his warm cock. You looked down at the sight with lust in your eyes. Your ears taking in all the small whimpers he was trying oh so hard to hold back. But you liked it...No, you loved it. "Holy shit" he bit down on his lip as your hand started to pump.

"You're doing so good already" You smiled into his neck, squeezing him tighter as you stroked. You could feel his breath on your face. After a couple seconds of the painful teasing, you lifted yourself off Ethan's thigh, sitting down on the ground next to him.

Your lips wrapped perfectly around his dick, it was like he was made just for you. He never took his eyes off you, his hands shooing off any hair in your face that dared to take away from the view. You felt heat grow in your belly, one of your hands now down your skirt.

You could take all of him down your throat. You wanted him to be harsh but you knew he wouldn't do that. He's not the Ethan you had made up in your head. The one that would fuck you senselessly, fucking your throat as cum and spit almost made you choke to death.

You pulled down your tank top with your free hand, your nipples hitting the cold air. Whimpers escaped Ethan's mouth as you continued to suck, tasting all of him and feeling every perfect vein on his cock. "Y/n...please" he felt so dirty begging, but he couldn't care less. The scenario he had carefully built up in his dreams was becoming a reality.

He would practice just for you. Making sure he could last long enough. He'd always edge himself, not allowing himself to cum to build up a tolerance. He was a complete virgin, not even a first kiss. You opened up that door for him, and he was more than thankful.

You'd given more blowjobs than you'd like to admit, over time you just learned what men liked. Although they never learned what you liked. No man had ever made you finish before. Sure you had experienced a mediocre, half orgasm but you didn't know what it actually felt like. You weren't expecting much from Ethan, if it did go any further then just giving him head.

You bobbed your head up and down, the sounds of wet skin and swallowing filling the car. He finally gathered enough courage to pull your hair up, thrusting himself into your throat. You let out a gasping moan, your hand between your legs speeding up, rubbing your clit with the juices you had collected from Ethan's cock.

"I'm..I'm gonna" he couldn't talk as you swallowed him down, your hand on his knee for leverage. You pulled away for air, your lips now focusing on his sensitive tip. You took your hand out of your pants, clit begging for pleasure but right now you could only focus on Ethan's. You squeezed his base tight, pumping up with harsh, fast movements. His cock twitched and he cursed under his breath. Feeling that tight feeling in his belly snap.

Your tongue was already waiting for him, licking the mess he made off his thigh. You could help but pull him down to you, sharing a harsh kiss with his cum still on your tongue. Cum and spit mixed between your two mouths, swallowing hard with your hand still on his sensitive dick. "How....how are you so good at that?" He looked at you, lost and confused.

You just shrugged, straddling his hips as your hands ran through his soft curly hair. “You lasted longer than I’d thought” “You have low expectations” you pulled him back into a kiss with a smile. His hands were placed on your waist, his finger gently running across your skin.

You looked down at the space between you. Pushing yourself further down onto him, your covered pussy made contact with his dick, your wetness seeping through the fabric. You moved aside your panties, taking his length in your hand and running it through your folds.

Your head collapsed onto his chest, the feeling of his sensitive tip on your clit making you melt. Heavy breaths came from the both of you, pleading until you finally slipped him inside of you. He let out a hiss, your warm walls around his dick were a feeling he’d never thought he’d experience.

He filled you up, all the way up. You weren’t even moving yet but you could feel his thick cock stretching out your walls, his tip almost hitting your G spot. Holding onto his shoulder you slowly started to bounce, his breath hitched, arms moving up along with your waist.

Ethan felt like he was gonna pass out from the pleasure, your walls squeezed his cock so tightly. His head was rested back, eager to take off your top. He had no difficulty taking it off, no bra to create another barrier. His hands couldn’t stay put, the mix of you bouncing on his dick with his hands all over your chest made him wanna bust instantly.

He sloppily kissed your neck, pulling out a groan or whimper out of him from time to time. His fingers rubbed over your nipples, thrusting his hips higher so your tits were right in front of him. You let out a moan, feeling him all the way inside of you.

He wrapped his pink lips around your tit, feeling you harden in his warm mouth. He looked up at you with shiny eyes, all the admiration he had for you had tripled. You started to push harder, wanting every inch of him inside you. You wanted him to split you open, you craved more and more of him even if it hurt. “So..so good” your voice sounded whiny, music to Ethan’s ears.

His legs started to shake, your breaths no longer matched as he was closer to finishing. “Are…are you close?” You could feel the tight knot in your stomach, so close to just snapping. “Yea…” This time maybe you wouldn’t be able to finish like you’d thought, your legs getting tired from moving for so long.

“Tired?” “Mhm,” he slipped his arm around your waist, laying you down as he hovered on top of you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer into you so the rest of his length fit inside you again.

He rolled his hips forward, pushing you down with his hands on your hips. He was doing everything just right, maybe even perfectly. His thrust caught up to the pace you had set before, your legs started to shake as you felt yourself fall closer to the edge. Ethan was barely managing, trying his hardest not to cum inside of you.

Your breathing got heavier, eyes closed tightly as his pace quickened. Your legs shook and you bit your lip, feeling yourself finally release. Cum covered the base of Ethan’s dick. Satisfied he pulled out, cum shooting onto your pussy and stomach. You could feel the hot liquid oozing off of you, not caring as you gained back your composure.

The car was filled with heavy breaths, windows cloudy as the smell of sex filled the small space. “How’d you do that?” He looked at you confused, fixing up his zipper and putting his belt back on. “Do what?” You couldn’t believe he was a virgin, his tolerance was too high, and he actually made you finish. He threw his shirt at you, placing it over your naked body as you still stared in confusion.

“You’re not actually a Virgin? Are you?” “Why would I lie?” “Cause you’re good, like really good” he just laughed it off, scooping you onto his lap. “Did I do a good job?” Your hands ran through his hair, looking back at him with pouty lips. “More than good, baby”

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semiweirdshipper · 1 year

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Killers' with a reader during bath time. Non-binary reader.

Warnings: Nudity. Non-sexual romance. Implied kissing and touching.

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Jason

Most of the time Jason hates baths or anything to do with water. But if you're in it with him? Then he can compromise.

He always sits up straight and still in the warm tub, his mask off and body bare before you, completely vulnerable. He doesn't like to move because the water scares him, so he settles for watching you as you go about creating bubbles and adding scented oils to the tub. It's pleasant and he enjoys it.

Jason likes to touch you for reassurance that you won't let him drown. A hand on your shoulder, knee, arm or waist; he just likes knowing that you're there for him. Some times he might even pull you into his lap and just hold you for a while, bask in your safe and loving presence.

He loves it when you wash him. During bath time, Jason gives you all the wheels while he sits back and watches. When you use the soft, suddy loofah to scrub his body, it's utter bliss and makes him feel good. Your praise is an added bonus too, making him gladly submit his body in any way you wanted.

He gets transfixed on your bath products. Is that a glitter bath bomb? Whoa. Colored bath beads? Can you use purple? He loves purple. Seeing the water turn purple and glittery will have his adorable eyes going wide in awe. Just look at the water, (y/n), it's magical. You're amazing.

He's a good boy and he'll want to return the favor by washing you. His big hands will scrub every inch of you, making sure that you're nice and clean. Seeing your blissed out expression when he scrubs your back and head makes him happy. He's glad you're enjoying yourself.

The best way to end is by holding you close for a while, feeling your body pressed against his as he held you in his arms. With you around, Jason loved the water.

Wesker

Wesker's preference when it comes to baths is strictly to lay back, submerge himself into the hot water and relax. After a long day at work, relaxing is all he wants to do.

Most of the time Wesker lays back and watches you in your place between his legs as you pour in muscle relaxing Epsom salt and night-time bubble bath. So considerate. You were always thinking about his well-being, and he loved it.

He enjoys listening to you as you blab about your day- shows you had watched, things you had cleaned, ideas you had hatched, ect... Your innocence is a refreshment to him and it makes him feel a type of happiness that his job just can't mimic.

When it comes to you washing your own body, Wesker absolutely loved to watch. Seeing your wet body move around as you covered it with glistening suds was beyond enamoring to him. Some times he would even ask you to stand up and wash yourself, give him the full view so that he could admire every inch of you.

He's not really one to care for childish bath products but he does get a kick out of how much you enjoy them. Seeing you get excited over a new box of assorted bath bombs- which he totally didn't order for you by the way!- he just adores how excited you get. And that same excitement transfers to the bath whenever you happily go to try out your new water toys.

Bath massages. Oh, there's nothing better. Feeling your wet hands press against his tense, sore muscles was utter ecstacy. Expect lots of groans because he was a very knotted up man, and he tends to make loud noises when you work out those knots with your expert, caring hands. God, you had no idea how much he loved you.

To settle the end, Wesker likes to pull your body on top of his and have you lay against him for a while. Submerged wet cuddles? Yes please.

Frank

Oh God... Frank is an absolute child when it comes to the bathtub. Because he was deprived of such innocent luxuries throughout his childhood years, he can't help but to enjoy the opportunity to have fun in the bathtub with you.

Expect everything that was Satan's equivalent of a bathroom mess nightmare pack. Bath bombs, water guns, water crayons, colored bath beads, bubble bath. Everything! He had it all- it's actually kind of cute going to the store with him because he always wanted to check out the bath stuff. Don't tease him though or he'll get frumpy.

Frank loves playing games, so get out those fucking water crayons, baby. If you weren't ever scared of him before, then you should be now, because you are his human canvas. Come on, scoot closer, he wants to draw a heart on your cheek- news flash! It's actually a miniature penis. Let's not forget a colored beard to match!

You can't escape him.

Ever heard of bathtub roulette? Of course you have. It's where you fill the gun with soapy water, play a game of tic-tac-toe, and whoever loses gets a shot of soapy water in the face. Ouch if your eyes get hit.

Despite his childishness, Frank does love relaxing and holding you close. Your legs intertwined as he held your face and kissed your lips? Oh, he could do it for hours, even after the water was freezing cold. You're his gorgeous, beloved angel, and he was never letting you go.

Ending a bath with Frank is less romantic than you probably want to believe because there's a lot of cleaning up to do. And yes, he is childish enough to run away naked so that he doesn't have to take responsibility. Lucky you.

Michael

Talk about a statue. During bath time, this man is a brick wall. Like always, he sits at his end of the tub with that very neutral, monotonous look on his face.

Michael isn't against baths. Not at all. In fact he finds them very interesting and fun- except for that time he accidentally ate a "bath treat". Yeah, he knew it was a miniature bar of soap, but why in the hell was it shaped exactly like a gummy bear!?

He finds himself fixated on whatever you're doing. Michael and you have a deep understanding of each other, and he appreciates how you show and explain to him what all kinds of new products you had bought. A double loofah with a rainbow handle? Cute. Colored foam soap? Expect a beard.

Michael loves, loves, loves his rubber ducky collection. Every time he takes a bath with you, he carefully sets each of his duckies in the water one at a time. He may not show it, but every time you gifted him a new rubber ducky, he mentally flies over the roof.

And he feels the same kind of excitement with surprise bath bombs that have little toys hidden inside. Those were his favorite. So far he had some sharks, some dinosaurs, a pearl ring, and a bunny. It was just so fun watching the bath bombs dissolve and reveal an adorable item from all the magical colors within.

He gets frumpy when you try to wash yourself. Michael is very protective and caring of you and he likes to take care of you himself, and that means scrubbing and washing your body. You can't deny... It feels really, really nice.

Seeing your relaxed, sleepy face is the perfect end to a perfect bath for him.

Jeffrey

Lazy. Completely and utterly lazy. Depending on the day, baths with Jeffrey could either be very lively or very boring.

Prepare to find yourself squished between his legs at the front of the tub by the faucet, because Jeffrey practically prides himself in taking up most of the space. He chuckles a lot, teasing you and squeezing you between his legs, tickling you with his toes. He loves it when you get all frustrated and defensive, and yet you're still helplessly squished/trapped.

He thinks it's cute when you get on your knees and lean against his belly, your faces closer together so that you can talk, hold hands and caress each other's faces. Your so damn adorable, he could just eat you up.

One of his favorite things, though, is when you slather yourself up with oil. Oh yes. There's nothing Jeffrey loves more than seeing your gorgeous body glistening smooth and slippery. He enjoyed sitting back, licking his lips while watching you languidly touch yourself. It drove him mad.

After enjoying the show you put on, Jeffrey would sit up and touch you himself, squeezing and rubbing different parts of your body for as long as he pleased. Remember, he's obsessed with soft things, and when your body is oiled up it becomes prominent that he worshipped you for hours.

Some times Jeffrey's insecurities got to him, however, and he would refuse taking a bath with you. It took lots of lovin, gentle coaxing and praise, but you always won him over with your caring words and amazing acceptance. How could he ever ask for anyone better?

Ending a bath with Jeffrey usually involved lots of loving touches and cuddles, for you are his and he is yours.

Herman

The ultimate God of baths? Look no further than Herman Carter.

This man is unbelievably romantic and will have you wait in your bedroom until he has the perfect set-up created. Like a king/queen walking the red carpet, you would be presented with everything abundantly cheesy and romantic.

Dim lights, scented candles, freakin rose petals- all of it you would follow until you arrived at the bathroom where Herman lay beautifully naked and submerged in the bubbly tub, waiting for you.

Herman smiles at you and beckons you closer, enjoying the sight of you getting undressed right before his eyes. You're clumsiness while getting into the tub with him amuses him and fills him with fondness and joy. He loves spoiling you like this.

During bath time, Herman loves pulling you close and cradling you against him, his lips kissing whatever happened to be in reach- your lips, your face, the back of your neck, or your shoulders. He loved worshipping your body for every second that it was touching him.

Lots and lots of touching. Herman treats your body like it's made out of gold. Constantly he touches you, fondles you and massages you. Praise drips from his lips as he pulls you back against him and rubs his big, calloused hands up and down your chest. You're so beautiful, (y/n), and you're his.

Herman loves taking baths with you because it gives him the opportunity to be intimate under a new light. He got to spoil you, wash you, worship your body and make you feel good. Your happiness was all he needed to make himself happy.

Even though he doesn't want the bath to end, when it does, Herman rinses you off, helps you out and dries you off. Oh, don't think that just because the bath is over he still doesn't have a lot left to give.

#dead by daylight fanfiction #slashers #reader insert #killers x reader #frank morrison x reader #jason voorhees x reader #albert wesker x reader #jeffrey hawk x reader #herman carter x reader #michael myers x reader #bath time #can be read as platonic or romantic #slasher fanfiction

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wildechildwrites · 2 months

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Sweet Wine and Rain Checks

Pink Mugs and Painful Expressions Part Two

John Price/Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Smut and the softest Captain Price

No use of Y/N

Summary: You invite John over for dinner and he wants to return the favor

Can be read as a stand alone :)

A/N: I swear this was going to be a slow burn but we all deserve to have Johnathan Price hopelessly head over heels romcom love at first sight in love with us honestly.

AO3 Link: Sweet Wine and Rain Checks

You had invited Price over for dinner, and he was raised better than to arrive empty handed. He came bearing flowers and a bottle of sweet wine, and the smile you graced him with when you opened the door could've put a perfect summer day to shame with the way it warmed him, inside and out. You wrap your arms around his neck, and he returns the hug as best he can with his hands full.

"Thanks for coming over," you say. You're nervous, verging on giddy, your flat much neater than he'd seen it last. Something delicious smelling is simmering on the stove, and there are candles on the kitchen table.

John sits while you whirl around him, a tornado of productivity, haphazardly plating food and spilling sauce. He thinks you’re lovely like this, nose scrunched and brow furrowed in concentration, like the salad you’re tossing is a bomb you’re trying to disarm. When you finally sit down, he pours you a glass of wine, and you laugh, settling into yourself.

“I’m always paranoid that I'm going to burn something or use sugar instead of salt when I cook for others,” you say. John quirks an eyebrow, putting a forkful of food in his mouth with an exaggerated amount of cautiousness as you giggle, rolling your eyes at him. The food is delicious, and John proves it by eating two servings.

He starts the dishes without you asking, dodging your attempts to fuss him out of the kitchen. A dishrag thrown over his shoulder, sleeves rolled up showing off sturdy forearms, two hands on his hips as he tells— orders you, really, to get out of the kitchen. You refuse, lingering just out of reach. Warm light bathes you both in a sunset glow. You tell him about your day and ask about his, and when the dishes are done and dry, order restored to your kitchen, you lead him to the couch.

You put on a movie, something John's seen before but can't quite remember, an old classic that reveals your nostalgic side. He wraps a strong arm around you, an action more confident than he feels. He wonders if you can feel his heartbeat pick up when you lean in, warm head against his chest. You smell wonderful, soft and warm.

Halfway through the movie you’re dozing off, head nodding as you curl deeper into his side. John reaches for the remote and turns the movie down, gently pulling you into his lap so he can lay down with you. Your weight on his chest is comforting, and soon he feels himself following you into unconsciousness.

It’s dark and his back hurts. You’ve shifted, your legs wrapped around his, your head on his chest, and John makes a mental note to never tell you that you drool. He sits up, trying not to jostle you, but you open up your eyes, looking up at him sleepily.

“What time s’it?” you murmur. John checks his watch.

“Just past two, love.” He lifts you off his lap, watching you yawn. “I’m goin’ home, you get yourself to bed.”

He stands, and you let him help you to your feet.

“Do you wanna see me again?” You ask, your voice scratchy from sleep. Your eyes are droopy, staring up at him, fingers still intertwined with his own. John wonders if it’s possible for his chest to get any tighter, and briefly considers the possibility that he’s having a heart attack.

He swallows the feeling, instead smiling at you softly. “How about I host next week? I can’t promise I cook as well as you do, but I’ll keep it close to edible.”

You smile back then reach up, grabbing his shirt collar and pulling him down for a kiss. Your lips are soft, your mouth warm, and John places a gentle hand on your face, thumb tracing along your jawline. The night is warm, but the dark street is a painfully lonely contrast to the bright interior of your flat. John keeps an eye on your window until he watches the warm yellow light flicker off.

The night before you're coming over, he gets the call, a mission that needs to be handled by his team immediately. He’s told to report early the next day. It’s late, nearing two in the morning, but his bags are packed and he's got an itch under his skin to see you. John loads up his car and heads to your flat. He can imagine you kicking him out, sending him away, put off by his bizarre behavior and the late hour, but he follows the impulse, letting muscle memory pull him back into your orbit. He knocks firmly on your door, hiding his nerves.

You open the door, your eyes hazy, your hair messy, and John wishes he could take this moment and frame it. Instead he captures it in his fluttering heart, locks it away.

"I know it's late," he says quickly, "but I've just been called out for a mission and I wanted to— I had to say goodbye. I'm not sure when I'll be back."

You say nothing, still half asleep, just yawn and open your arms invitingly. He sweeps you into a tight hug, nuzzling his cheek against your hair. John lifts you off the ground and spins you around, shutting the door.

You let out a happy noise, high in your throat, and mumble against his chest. “You should leave more often if I get hugs like these.”

He laughs, and you giggle with him as he pulls you in tighter, crushing you against him. He wants you to feel his heartbeat, wants to feel yours, to know that you’re real, that there’s blood and bones and you’re not just some lovely dream.

John pulls back and kisses you, harder than the times before, wanting to taste you, to have something to hold onto when he's alone, breathes deep so he can remember the way you smell. You’re minty from your toothpaste, clean from your shower, and he thinks how desperately he wants to be here forever, in your beautiful flat, flowers he bought you sitting on the kitchen table, two sets of dishes in the sink.

You pull back from him, your cheeks flushed and your lips swollen. “Come to bed, John,” you say shyly, and Price is certain that he’s dreaming, that he’ll wake up alone in his cold flat, but your soft hand in his own keeps him tethered, an anchor in his stormy sea.

You pull him down with you, tossing his hat away haphazardly, your arms snaking around his neck. He’s desperately trying not to crush you under his weight, trying to hide the lightning bolt of want he feels, hovering over you. You're beautiful like this, too tired to be self conscious, staring up at him like you need him just as bad as he needs you.

“You’re a vision,” he murmurs, just to watch you blush. He kisses along your jaw, nipping at your neck, and you gasp, pulling him closer to you. He feels like he’s going crazy. He wants to touch you everywhere, lets his hands wander, trying to maintain a level head, resisting the urge to pin you down and consume you entirely. He pulls off your shirt, humming lowly when you let him, when you lift your hips so he can pull off your sweatpants. He kisses down your chest, pausing to suck at the soft skin of your breasts before continuing lower. He nips at your hip, using a large hand to hold you down as he sucks a bruise into the stretch of skin next to your hip bones. You squirm and whimper at the sensation. He wants to taste you, wants to feel you cum on his face, so he pulls your legs apart, scraping your sensitive thighs with his facial hair, placing gentle kisses along your legs. He pulls your panties off and you’re suddenly shy again, legs closing slightly.

“You alright, darling?” he asks, and you nod, looking down at him with wide eyes. John moves his hands to your thighs, spreading you open. He eats you out like it’s something he needs, sloppy and slow, wanting to be able to remember the taste of you. Your hands are in his hair, egging him on, and you moan when he slips one thick finger into you, finding a tempo that makes your thighs shake. He pulls you over the edge, keeps licking until you're squirming away from him, weak hands attempting to push his shoulders back as you stutter out a soft "w-wait w-wait."

His beard is soaked when he pulls himself up, kissing you and laughing when you scrunch your nose at the moisture. He reaches down to quickly undo his belt, and you lean up to pepper soft kisses across his nose and cheeks as he awkwardly shoves his pants down and off.

You both let out a breath when the head of his cock bumps against your clit, and he thrusts his hips lightly, dragging himself across your wetness. When he catches against your entrance, he leans down and kisses you passionately. John watches your face as he slowly slides into you, watching you wince at the stretch when he's fully inside you. He gives you a moment to adjust, kissing you softly, tongue moving against yours. He feels you start to squirm, searching for friction, and he thrusts into you.

"Oh sweet girl," he groans, dropping his head into your shoulder. He's fucking you open, soft and slow, noises slipping out of him with ever thrust. John places soft kisses on your shoulders, nipping at your collarbones, making you gasp. You've got your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him close, and for a moment there's nothing but you two, nothing but warm skin against warm skin and the sweet things he whispers, the feeling of you clenching around his cock. John feels himself coming undone and speeds up, making you moan as his hips slam against yours. For just a few moments, he fucks you like he wants to break you, and you feel yourself being pulled over the edge again when he reaches a hand down to rub your clit without losing his punishing rhythm. He calls out your name and you feel his hips stutter, his dick twitching as he cums.

John gets up and gets a towel, cleans you both up. You reach for him, pulling him back into bed and letting him wrap his arms around you. You're still sticky but seem unbothered, exuding contentment as you nuzzle into his chest. He pulls you close, his eyes on the clock near your bed.

When the time comes, John gently shifts you, untangling himself and stepping off the bed quietly. He watches your face as he gets dressed. You look so peaceful, hair a mess and blankets tucked tight around you. Your eyelids flutter softly, and he gently reaches out, placing a hand on your cheek. You nuzzle into him unconsciously, and he feels the iceberg in his chest crack and shift. He picks up his hat from the floor, and quietly lets himself out of your apartment.

#I know he canonically commits war crimes on the reg but doesn't mean you can't be an old fashioned romantic who gives killer head #cod mw2 #cod x reader #captain john price #john price cod #john price x reader #reader insert #really got y'all with that one two posting punch hm konig and john all in one day???

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theres-a-body-here · 9 months

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Ghostface with Creep!reader

A new killer has been snatched by the Entity. Something about their cheap Halloween werewolf mask and casual clothing made some of the realms residents uneasy

Was drawn to you from the beginning

Not in the way you'd expect

He was offended

He saw you as a cheap imitation. A copycat

A masked killer that stalks their victims and records their last moments?

You were basically begging to be stabbed

The Entity shut that down real quick before he could push his blade into your liver

He made sure to downright ignore you after that event

That was until he spectated your trials

As the Entity's favorite, he had many "perks". Being able to spectate matches as they happened was one of them

You weren't bad, but you weren't great

He'd grit his teeth whenever you'd prioritize filming the survivors with your video camera instead of injuring them

He'd facepalm whenever you'd swing at a vaulting survivor, only to hit the wall

He needed to intervene

Don't get it wrong. Not for your sake, but for his

Danny hates copycats, but he hates it even more when said copycat is shit at it

Makes him look bad

After your trial, he grabs you by your arm and pulls you deep into the forest

The Entity hasn't stopped him yet, so you guess he isn't trying to kill you again. You let yourself get dragged along

Get ready for a long rant followed by an even longer lesson in stalking

"What the fuck was that? You didn't even bring one slowdown perk. Come on now. If you're going to imitate me, at least do it with finesse." Behind his mask, Danny's lips twisted into a snarl.

You occupied a spot on a toppled tree trunk, engrossed in reviewing recordings on your video camcorder. Evidently, his lecture failed to captivate your attention.

"The Entity seems to be pleased with my performance. If I was doing bad she would've let it be known. Get off my back"

Your voice retained an air of calmness, though the underlying hint of a threat was unmistakable.

Despite how it appeared, you and Danny have started to "hang out" more after that

It usually goes like this: you exit a trial and Ghostface begins to hound you over your mistakes. However, he always gives a few pointers before he leaves for his own trials

He would never admit it, but he slowly started warming up to you

Not even 2 months later, Danny shares his perks with you

"Here you faker. Maybe now you'll finally get more than one kill per trial"

He still criticizes and taunts you as you both sit near the fire with the other killers within hearing range

But it's more friendly than malicious

Amidst the silence around the campfire, Danny couldn't resist taking a playful jab at your looping skills, a smirk playing on his lips. "You know, I've seen toddlers with better footwork when it comes to catching survivors."

You shot him a mock glare. "Hey, not all of us can be stealthy killers with years of practice."

A chuckle escaped from Danny's masked lips, but before the moment could settle, Frank chimed in with a taunt of his own. "Yeah, Danny's right. I've seen snails with better chasing skills."

The campfire's atmosphere shifted instantaneously. Danny's chuckles ceased, replaced by a tense stillness. His masked gaze settled on Frank with an intensity that sent shivers down the spines of those around.

Danny's voice was low and controlled, his anger barely contained. "You've got a death wish, asshole?"

Frank seemed to realize his mistake too late, his face paling behind his own mask under the weight of Danny's glare. He stammered, trying to backtrack, "I... I didn't mean..."

But Danny's patience had worn thin. He stood abruptly, the menace radiating from him unmistakable. "You listen, and you listen well. You don't get to insult them. Only I do."

Frank swallowed hard, his bravado evaporating. "I... I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean anything by it."

Danny's gaze didn't waver, his message conveyed without a need for further words. Frank nodded frantically, looking as though he'd just escaped a close encounter with the Entity itself.

Danny's shoulders visibly relaxed as he resumed his seat by the fire, his attention returning to you. His voice regained its familiar tone of teasing, but there was an undertone of possessiveness. "Now, where were we? Ah, yes, talking about how you managed to lose a survivor while they were practically walking backward."

You and Danny didn't exactly exemplify the poster image of a perfect and conventional friendship dynamic, but it worked out well enough

Masterlist here

#dbd x reader #ghostface x reader #danny johnson x reader #slasher x reader #dead by daylight x reader #killer!reader #dbd imagines #platonic or romantic

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a-girl-withouta-face · 1 year

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Riri/Rio x Reader

“Rio x Reader

Fandom:Romantic Killer

Omg I just realized this was the first Romantic Killer fanfic on tumblr , Im honored:D

“Noooo! Where did you put Momohiki?!Bring him back!”You whined in desperation as your eyes scattered around the room with your precious cat no where to be seen.

“Don’t worry , he’s up there!” giggles pointing on top of a high shelf where Momohiki sleeps.

You looked at them with the stink eye and they smiled ear to ear maliciously knowing damn well he did that again to get on your nerves but you sighed in response.

“I told yaaa , remember I said that when you don’t make any romantic progress you’ll lose your three desires again?Or did you forget hehe!?”He teases you.

“Oh shut it!” You yelled in laughter grabbing the closest thing you can find , a pillow to throw in their face , throwing it will all your force.

“Heyyyyyy!”They dodged and it landed against the wall , they picked up the pillow you threw against the wall to throw back at you which ended up hitting your face resulting into a pillow fight.

Both of you started grabbing random pillows from the bed , mercilessly beating each other with them , they holler childishly in laughter as you started to chase them all around the room.

But then as soon as you got a couple of inches close enough to hit them you stepped on a pillow , your foot slipped and you tumbled over with Rio falling right after you.

“Ouch!✷✷✷”

“Owww , that hurt. Y/N are you okay?” They groaned in pain , his entire body shielded the impact of your face slamming on the ground.

“I should be asking you that question. But I’m fine..” Blinking a bit , you were about to get up but then you felt something bulge like that you were cupping against the hand of your palm and considering that the position of where your arm was it was obvious what you were touching.

Your eyes widened as you realized the position the both of you were in and you sprang up almost instantly in a flurried movement.

“AHH!” Shrieking in fear of what was going on you jumped back onto the wall of the book case hitting your back against it , a book on the shelf fell onto the ground in response , you hyperventilate a little trying to process what the fuck just happened while your heart still beats in a fast rate.

Your face turns into a faint crimson , you kind of knew cause of how hot your face felt. Your body went stiff for a second , you were blushing? I mean who could blame you for being so flushed but what was worse is that it was painfully obvious.

Author’s Note:I’m probably gunna make a part two to this so please tell me what you think!And if I should continue!

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knyontop · 11 days

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Hiiii!! Can you do Jeff the killer x Coquette (the fashion style) Female reader?

🎀

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OFCC MOOTIE!! 💗

Creepypasta x coquette!fem!reader.

Ft: Jeff the killer, and our beautiful, amazing, reader.

Tw: guilt tripping, kinda toxic, jeff being a perv.

Jeff:

・Jeff looooooooooves teasing you and dotting on you.

・he likes when you wear those short skirts with that cute little pattern thing at the ends of it.

・Bro really really loves when you wear short skirts💀

・He tried to help you with your hair but it came out rly messy.. (he didn’t mean to i swear)

・jeff kisses you all over your face just to see you all flustered.

・sometimes he will drop things on purpose and ask you to get it just so see your ass/under your skirt. (Perv)

・but as much as he loves seeing your ass and stuff he puts his hoodie around your waist so others dont get a view. (Your ass is his ass)

・when you wear crop tops his eyes are always on your boobs, hes a tits man fr😭

・the crop tops make your boobs stand out;3 (he doesn’t care if your flat or not)

・pet names for you, “baby” “doll” “good girl” “princess”

・Jeff likes to play fight with you at night, sometimes he takes it to far though.

・he feels guilty but doesn’t show it.

・hes just a silly killer. <3

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HOPE YOU LIKE IT! Its a little short but whatever >:P

#jeff the killer #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #x reader #jeffery woods x reader #jeff x reader #romantic #jtk x reader #creepypasta jtk #creepypasta x female reader #jeff x female reader #jeff the killer x female reader #me and azzy

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missladyhope · 2 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚ𝒊 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖ɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ˚₊‧꒰ა𝓙𝓮𝓯𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓻 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶.𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻໒꒱ ‧₊˚

(This is the first story that i write so it's not gonna be super good, i hope you will enjoy it tho, and English is not my first lenguage so if there are any grammar errors i deeply epologies)

( in this story the reader is a female and is friends with Jeff, she's very kind hearted and girly and recives a letter from a secret admirer but doesn't know who it is and Jeff doesn't really like the idea)

You were a proxy in the Slender Mansion, and you had a secret admirer. As you found yet another love letter at your door, your close friend Jeff, snatched it from your hand.

“God, another letter!?” he crupled up the letter and tossed it to the floor. He couldn't seem to hide his jealousy.

''I don't understand who could it be'' You said regrabbing the letter from the floor and looking at it again.

Jeff couldn’t help staring at you, as you were the very definition of pretty. “You know something, girly?” he taunted. “ I think I might be able to guess who it is…”

''really?'' You ask, darting your eyes from the letter and looking at him with doe eyes. ''or are you just messing with me?''

His eyes were fixated on yours, a sly grin spreading across his face. He took several steps towards you. “I know who it is… and the best part is…” He stopped right in front of you, his nose touching yours. “I’m not going to tell you.”

Your cheeks flushed from how close he was. You sighed ''That's fine it's not like i really care, i will know it when the time comes''

“Are you sure you don’t care?” he said softly, his breath brushing against your lips. “ Because… I think I might have a pretty… pretty good idea of who it could be…”

''i'm sure...'' You say, your faces were inches away and you could feel he's hot breath on your plump lips, your cheeks were starting to warm up from the position you guys were in.

His finger traced gently around the outline of your lips, and his breath grew heavier. He moved his lips just a few centimeters from yours. His breath was heavy, his nose practically pressed against your cheek, and his eyes stared deeply into yours.

your heart was beating at unhuman speed hoping that he couldn't hear it. You wondered if jeff felt the same way about you or he was just teasing.

''You're a real mistery Jeff'' You whispered softly.

He smirked. “Am I a good mystery?” He finally moved his hands to your soft, round cheeks and cupped them, his hands warm against your soft skin.

''A real good one, you confuse me, it's frustrating'' You whispered softly, your cheeks were heating up from the contact made by his rough hands.

Jeff chuckled. Your lips were so soft, and his breath was getting heavier as he spoke. “Am I really so confusing? Or could the reason why I confuse you be… perhaps… because you…” He paused and licked his lips in anticipation. “you want me?”

''I wouldn't say want is the right word to describe how i feel about you''

“Oh, really?” Jeff breathed softly, his breath hot and heavy. His hands slipped past your cheeks and slid just behind your ears. Your lips were so full, so kissable. He leaned in, his breathing even heavier now. “Then.. what would be the word for how you feel about me?”

''Love'' You whispered ,your breath hitched and your cheeks were a crimson red.

Jeff smirked at the unexpected answer, his hot breath pressing against your lips. “Loving me…” His lips were nearly touching yours now, his hands sliding from behind your ears to your hands, his fingers weaving through yours, and he leaned in even closer. “That’s what you’re feeling now?”

''oh stop teasing..'' You said lookig away, you coudn't take anymore of his teasing.

His head tilted to the side as he studied you, his expression unreadable. “Say those three little words…” His eyebrows raised, and his breath came faster and faster, his hands slipped down to the back of your neck, making you look back at him.

''i love you''

The last three words were like music to his ears. His lips finally met yours. His lips were wet and soft against yours, his hand sliding up from the hand to around your neck, the other resting behind your head, his fingers running through your soft hair.

the kiss was soft and full of love, your heart was beating out of your chest, but the same was for Jeff, he never felt so loved by someone... You never wanted this moment to end, but at some point it did, you broke the kiss gasping for air and looking in eachother in the eyes

Hiss hands were still wrapped securely around you. He leaned in close again, still breathing heavily.

You never felt more loved

#Jeff #Jeff The Killer #jeff the killer #reader #jeff the killer x reader #Jeff The Killer x Reader #jeff the killer x Fem.reader #jeff the killer x fem.reader #Creepypasta #creepypasta #Fem.Reader #fem.reader #Love #Romantic #love #romantic #first story

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thequietkid-moonie · 1 year

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hey! hope you're having an awesome day so far. i recently just finished watching "romantic killer" and OMG I LOVED IT! if you don't mind, could i request some headcanons of kazuki, junta, and hijiri crushing on the reader who's a huge otaku (like a huge one. loves watching anime and reading manga when given the chance, owns as much merch as they can afford, and their eyes literally light up when anyone mentions her favorite series)? and one thing about them is that they're such a simp over certain anime characters, will literally squeal over images and video clips like "WHY IS (INSERT ANIME CHARACTER) SO CUTE/HOT/GORGEOUS?!" later, it turns out the reader also likes the boys back, and while they're happy about it, they're initially flustered like "you actually like me? out of all people, you like someone who does nothing but watch anime 24/7?" and even asking "you do realize that you're probably gonna deal with me screaming over my anime husbandos and/or waifus even when we date, right?" (may or may not have put myself on blast with this request. also, sorry if this got a bit too long LMAO). ty! <3

Their crush is a huge otaku

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Kazuki, Junta, Hijiri ] [ Romantic Killer ]

Dear are you sure you aren't my lost twin or something? 🤨 Because you have described me perfectly

Haha I loved your prompt dear, it was really funny to think

Tsukasa Kazuki

Since the first moment you had met Tsukasa you had always been like that, and actually that is something he admires, just being you is something that atracted him to you at first

It help that you don't pay much attention in his beaty, he hates to draw attention for his appearance and you had never made a big deal of it (mainly because you are always focused in the characters you love, but he still appreciate it)

Speaking of, probably you had emphasize his appearance at least once, and the first time you did it he get anxious (specially if it was when you two met), but he was surprised that in just on a second you started talking about someone else, a characters that looks like him (even if is just a little) and you just start ranting about them, not even paying attention to Tsukasa anymore, he was confused and shocked but somehow grateful too

He had never been bothered by your ranting, at first he find it problematic since he hates drawing attention, and with how excited you get it could be a little difficult to not to, but with some time he just gets used to and doesn't bother him anymore

He had never mind it at all whenever you talk about the characters you love, but he tent to ask you to calm down before you hurt yourself for how excited you get, if you show him pictures or videos of them he will see them (just because you asked nicely) but he doesn't say much about them since he cannot see what is so special about them (he doesn't say it out loud though, he had learned his lesson after the first time he did it and you explained to him all the good things you know about that character)

If you ever show him your collection, either mangas or different merch, he will find it a little strange (it would remember him a little about his stalker, but he calms down rather quickly when you start talking like always), he won't judge you though (at least try not to), and will give you some advice of how take proper care of it if you ask him (he is pretty good with the housechores so that could help)

If you ask him he will make you company while shopping whenever you go for more mangas or merch, he doesn't mind too much, but he will make you dress something not anime related

Tsukasa doesn't even realice when he started to pay more attention to whatever you are saying, when he start to made efforts to understand what are you talking about, when he started waiting to be able to talk to you just so he could hear you speak with such emotion nor even when he started to get annoyed whenever he heards you simp about one of your favorite characters, wanting to be the one you are talking about so lovely (but he feels embarrassed about feeling like that)

For him is a slowly process so he will notice his feelings for you after some time, when he had already fallen in love you, and his attitude doesn't change much, but he discreetly start to spending more time to you, you have become his safe space so he start being a little more clingy

He start to even pay a more close attention to you, to your voice and your expresions so it won't be so strange if he ask you from time to time about the anime you are watching, he may even unconsciously mentions it when you two aren't talking about it just to to provoke you so you will start talking about it (specially becouse by just hearing the only mention of it makes you noticibly excited, and he loves seeing you like that, it amused him)

He probably won't confess, it had to be you the who confess to him or either one of you do it by accident, unconsciously letting out at comment that express your feelings

And when you two admit your feelings for each other he never expected for you to asking if he is willing to accept you as the huge otaku and simp you are, he will look at you weirdly and say that he already does it and he loves you for who you are, he is already used to your craziness (and he will tease you for it)

Junta Hayami

Junta is really sweet and kind-hearted, even when he is bothered for something he has troubles to say it, but by the moment you two become friends he is always up to hear you rant about anime, he doesn't mind

From time to time he can get confused and a little bit overwhelmed for all your ranting and he tries to ask you to stop or to repeat yourself mainly because he is actually trying to undestand all you are saying, Junta really tries to get into the conversation, even if he doesn't really know the anime or doesn't say much he is always paying attention

He won't have much troubles to help you whenever you need it, like if you stayed up watching anime at night or were too distracted during class he will help you to cover it or explaining to you what you missed, but will scold you for doing it (no matter how much times you do it he never stop helping you, he just get more worried about you)

If you ever recommend him an anime or manga he promises to watch/read it, and he actually will make some time to do it, it won't be too weird if one day he came to you to ask you something about it or to tell you something he really liked it

Also, it won't be so strange if he ended up learning your favorite animes and characters, he actually did efforts too, and he even search about them a little more whenever something you say catch his attention

Whenever he heards you being simp over a characters he laugh nervously, at first it makes him nervous because is like if you were talking about something personal (since you like them so much), after some time he get used to but still it makes him a little nervous since you get so excited and even passionate whenever you talk about the character you love (and when he starts liking you he start being a little jelous too)

Junta doesn't have the heart to say something bad about them or ask you to stop, you seem to be having a lot of fun with talking about them and he will feel bad for interrupt you (even by accident). Also, if you show him pictures or videos of them he won't say much and just nod or say that you are right

Junta doesn't think much about his appearance and he is rather shy, so if you ever compliment his appearance he will get super flustered, even if you did it because he looks like one of the characters you love and start ranting about them, he doesn't mind (that actually help him calm down) he still appreciate the compliment, but after some time it would start bother him because he wants to be the person you like (he may even put more attention on what you say about them)

To be honest he was surprised the first time he saw your collection or when he accompanied you to buy something new, he has never thought that it would exist some much merch for just one anime, he really takes time to appreciate all your collection if you let him and he gladly hear you rant about it (like from what anime it is, from what scene, if it is a special edition and so on)

Also, he normally is busy with the school and the club (all the training and matches) but he will be happy to go with you whenever you want to buy more things for your collection (but he will be a little shy for it since that could easily be a date)

By the time Junta start liking you he will get a little more clingy and blushy with you, it would take him some time to notice it too but he tries to not make a big deal of it

He had never mind it all your excitment about the animes but now he start to get more flustered whenever you rant about them because now he pay more attention on your expresions and your voice, feeling that he falls more in love whenever he sees you and feeling embarrassed whenever he catches himself thinking like that. Now he will pay more attention on the characters you love the most, trying to see if there is something similar between them (maybe there will know your type or if he even has a chance with you)

The moment you two confess your feelings for each other you don't even have to ask him because he had let out his heart when he tell you how he feels, and he makes sure to say that he loves you completely , even that part of you that loves ranting about the animes and characters you love the most

Hijiri Koganei

Hijiri is used to be surrounded by people who admire and praise him, so to catch his attention you have to be different from them and not really pay attention to him. It could be either because you say that he is like a typical anime character or praise his appearance just to start ranting about one of the characters you love that he looks like

He doesn't even know what are you talking about but he is offended because you are comparing him with someone else and you seem to prefer the other. He will confront you right away, how you dare to compare him with someone else?, he demand to know it in that moment so you will have no other option than talk about the anime/character (not like you don't want to), that is the first time he heard you rant like that

At first he just stay by your side because he wanted to show you that he is obviously better that all that characters you talk so much, but soon he start seeing you as a friend (as much as he hate it)

He thinks that all your rant is dumb and usless (at least at first) and he will express it, but he will learn to at least tolerate it since offending what you love just makes your relationship difficult (either because you get mad at him or because it sadden you, both option lead you to avoid him)

After some time Hijiri go from criticize you for obsessing over something he sees silly to criticize the plot and characters, he may even admit from time to time that "is not too bad", maybe it isn't the best change but that shows the interest he started to win over it

Normally you two have this conversations in "dates", he accept to hear you rant about everything you want only if is in a date (for him is like a deal), and after some time he just get used to all your ranting and even start to get interested in it, and when he does he will start to search more about it (either him or ask Tsuchiya to do it)

Also, he tent to surprise you by having the iniative to talk more about that anime or saying some details that you could bet he didn't know, he says that is not a big deal, is normal for him to know so much but in reallity he loves to see your shocked expression when he does it and to brag about it too

When you had commented that you have a collection with a lot of merch about it, he find it strange (and he say it) but he demand to see it (he is curious too). Even if he is surprided by your collection (no matter if is a lot or just a few things) he will act like is nothing, saying that he isn't impress even when he is curious

He from time to time buy you some things too, mainly after he got interested on the anime (and in you of course), he doesn't go out of his way to buy something but if he find something casually that he reconize it from anime you like or that he even is interested in, something he knows you will like

What he will never like is seeing you simp over the characters, even before he start liking you, he will call you idiot for it (but will stop after learning that this make things more difficult) he just don't see what you see in them, why you put so much attention in them and not in him? What they have that he doesn't? He is embarrassed for it but he is jelous of seeing you so excited for someone else, he will try to avoid to talk about them and even cut you when you start talking (and that just increase when he start liking you)

After he started to like you in a more sincere way then he will do more efforts to know what you like, trying to remember the animes you like the most (at least the names), now he pay more attention what you say than in criticize it. And this time he does efforts to find some merch about it, specially if is a special/limited edition, too expensive or something that have a special meaning either for you or in the anime (he isn't going to accept it but he is trying to impress you)

He never really had a problem with admiting that he is interested on you, so a confession it would came either from you or him admiting that now he likes you in a more sincere and romantic way

And when you ask him if is real and if he is willing to endure you he gets a little annoyed, first because you are doubting his feelings and second because he had already endure your attitude all this time, do you think he will do that if he doesn't wanted? He just accept his love for you inconspicuously, in his own way

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Romantic Killer x Reader Headcannons

PDA in public VS private

Characters: Kazuki, Riri/ Rio

❤️- read as romantic

Kazuki

- Not huge fan of PDA over all

- Especially in public

- It feels like everyone is staring at him, its multiplied from before

- Small things like holding pinky fingers or quick pecks on the lips are okay, but he mostly does it because he knows you like PDA

- Will always be near you, not in you personal bubble but he’ll be hovering

- Really likes to be near you, you're his safe space

- In private is a little different

- Hugs and kisses last longer but there still isn’t much of them

- Will accept anything you give him in the comfort of your presents/ house

Rio/ Riri

- They will show you love wherever you are

- Does not care for people looking, won't even notice it

- Won't go overboard with PDA in public such as making out or inappropriate touching

- But gives lots of hugs and kisses

- Their loud about it too, would almost be yelling as they run towards you and practically throw themselves on top of you “Y/n! I missed you so much!”

- They like poking and kissing your cheeks, it makes them smile when they see you flustered

- In private it's not very different

- Will keep you on the couch/bed for hours cuddling

- You’ll have to convince them up let you go, even if you have to go pee

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gogoani · 1 year

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Romantic Killer Zodiac Signs

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sage-green-matcha · 1 year

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SWEET LIKE CANDY - ETHAN LANDRY 18+

minors DNI!

You just wanted some time to yourself, not knowing the masked killer was getting off to you from outside your apartment window…

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ: SMUT, P in V sex, vibrator, fingering, slight degrading kink, overstimulation!!

This is my first time putting up something on tumbler! Hope you enjoy!!

You danced around with your friends, enjoying the moment of freedom. You were all caught up in classes, you had good grades and of course, your apartment was shiny and clean. You felt good, the one time you actually wanted to come to a party it was for something you were interested in.

You've always loved Halloween, you had a interest in horror. Especially the Stab movies, but the candy and getting to dress up in a tiny outfit made the holiday that much more enjoyable. You pulled up your small top, your cleavage exposed as you grinned on your friend jokingly.

"Hey! My friend here, total snack right?" You glanced at the boy in the box-like hat, an awkward smile on his face. "Yea, what's your name?" You walked up to him in a sultry way, your words dragging by the amount of alcohol in your system. "Ethan...Landry" "Oh! You're in my Econ class, the awkward cutie" Chad's smile was off the charts, Ethan's hands shaky as you went to ask him for his phone, typing in your number.

"Well E, I'll see you around" You handed him back his phone with a side smirk, going back into your group of friends. The night gave you a rush, the taste of alcohol you had indulged in still on your lips as you walked home.

You took off your heels, reaching your apartment. You started to strip, it wasn't like anyone was in here with you, or so you'd thought. You were careless wandering in your apartment, tits out in your little pair of pink, silky shorts. Ethan was hard under the black cloak, the ghost face masked murderer just out of your sight.

You felt goosebumps on your skin, feeling a sense of danger. You shook it off, turning up the temperature in the Cold, New York Apartment. Ethan's eyes wandered over you, wanting to take his mask off to admire you fully. He had to hold back, to hide his identity and the fact that he had become obsessed with you in a matter of seconds.

You were gorgeous to him, long hair and perky little henti tits that made him hard. He wondered what they would look like as you bounced on his cock, overstimulated by the hot pleasure.

He still remembered your scent, getting off to something similar as soon as he got home. "Oh my god Ethan! Stop being a pervert. Dad wants to talk" Quinn groaned from outside the door. But he didn't stop, he didn't care. His mind was flooded with thoughts of you, your boobs, and how good your ass looked in that short skirt.

He wanted more of you, he wanted you. The memories weren't enough. He was yearning for your touch. Your hands around his base as you pumped up and down, he could picture it already.

You cleaned up the kitchen, picking up your thrown Halloween costume into the bag to wash it later. You hugged your body, warmth, and smooth skin tingling. Your drunken state made your mind cloudy, picturing yourself doing the things you'd never admit to.

You had some toys, a vibrator, small to bigger dildos. You could never actually find someone good enough to lose your virginity to. So while you waited you learned, where it felt good. How to play with yourself. If no one was gonna make you feel pleasure then might as well do it yourself.

You unplugged a charging toy, it was your favorite. It could make you cum over and over. You underestimated the power of the small device. It had a couple of settings, controlled by a remote that you've almost broken hundreds of times from holding onto it so tightly. It made your legs shake and your back arch, you had a thing for being overstimulated so this was just the thing.

You slipped it inside of you, teasing your clit with spit covered fingers. You shuddered against your own touch, relaxing deeper into the cushion. You had a routine, mostly teasing yourself until you had to cum, only to put it back on the lowest setting as your weeping hole begged for more.

You started with the medium setting, feeling the vibrations through your entire body. You felt weird about your surroundings, not caring as ghost face casually watched you through the small sliver of your apartment window. He thought going in was too obvious. And he wanted to see your body shaking as it came before he did anything to you.

He palmed himself, melting at every small noise and whimper that came from your lips. He wanted to break in, help you cum for hours. Multiple rounds as he made you bleed. You crying for his cock as he choked the fuck out of you, your pussy throbbing as he thrusted.

You were now at the highest setting, your legs shaking at the shocks of pleasure. It was like a pulse, your body jolting at every beat. He took this as the perfect opportunity, not allowing you to finish as the phone rang. “You-you have to be kidding me” you groaned, the vibrator off as the knot in your stomach undid itself.

You were frustrated, picking up your phone angrily. “Hello?” “Well hello Y/n, how has your night been?” You froze. That god damn voice modulator. “This isn’t funny” you knew Tara and Sam, but you never thought you were in close enough range to them to be killed off by ghost face. “I’m not trying to be funny-“ he took a breath before continuing to talk. Your naked body frozen in place. “Are you having fun? You seemed frustrated when you didn’t get to cum”

Your heart dropped, covering your chest with a large shirt on the side of your bed. “Where are you? What do you want?” Your breath hitched, waiting for a response. “I wanted to see you cum…too bad I called right?” You put on your clothes quickly, a pathetic laugh coming from your phone.

“I’ve been watching you this whole time. You can undress yourself again. You look so pretty shaking like that. Making me hard” you heard a groan, your chest rising up realizing that ghost face was probably getting off to you getting off this entire time.

“Who are you?” You hummed, only for your question to be answered with low whimpers. You asked again, this time the call cutting off. You heard a loud bang, a gunshot going off and ghost face walked into your bed room. “I- please” he loved hearing you beg, pushing you up against the wall with a large knife in his hands.

He pressed it up against your neck, your legs trembling but in a different way. “Who- who the fuck are you? What did I even do?” You pleaded. “Please, I’ll do anything” your breaths were heavy, you were in survival mode. Anything you had to do to stay alive you would do it. Even if that meant getting on your knees for the masked killer.

“Take it off” his knife made a slit in your shirt, your arms shaking as you slid it off your body. “You take something off now” you spit bitterly, a chuckle coming from him before he pulled the mask off from over his head. You gasped, “Ethan?” He dropped the knife, pushing his lips onto yours harshly so you couldn’t pull away, your only option to kiss him back and feel his hard cock rub against your sensitive clit.

You let out a small groan, his lips on your neck as you struggled to let out your thoughts. “How? What?” He shushed you, finding the sweet spot on your neck that made your knees weak. “Let me fuck you, please” he whimpered against your neck. His hands on your sides as his hair tickled your chin.

His cock rubbed against your pleading pussy, feeling your clit get wet. “Let me take these off” he slashed the crotch, slashing not only your shorts but your panties too, ripping the fabric off with a hard tug.

You were completely naked now, his hands getting closer to your arousal. You wanted him so badly, but you couldn’t admit it. He was a killer. He hurt your friends. But he didn’t want to hurt you, so how should you really feel in this situation? He took his gloves off, shoving them into your mouth as he fingered your clit, feeling your wetness on his thumb.

Your eyebrows furrowed together as he slipped a finger in you, slowly pulling in and out. He took his time, admiring your facial expressions of impatience, only then adding another. His pace was the same, making your walls clench around him. He knew you wanted more, you just didn’t want to ask. “Tell me if you want it faster” you could feel his breath on your neck, breathing heavily with a nod. “Tell me Y/n, beg you bitch”

“Please, please…oh fuck, faster” “what a good girl, telling me just how you want it” he shoved in a thirds finger making you jolt, his hand pumping in and out of you at an absurd speed. Your mouth was open, loud moans escaping as you watched his fingers pump into you. You felt that tie in your stomach come back, so close to snapping. His hand was removed from your side, slowing down his fingers and bringing his attention to your clit.

It was a mix of delicious pain and pleasure, your head pushed back against the wall as you felt your own start a pattern of opening and closing around his fingers. “I’m gonna..fuck” “Uh uh, not yet baby” you bit down on your lip, unable to hold it in, feeling a warm, sticky sensation in between your legs. “I didn’t say you could cum, y/n” he pushed you into the wall, holding one of your legs up with his hand.

He got on his knees, kitten licking your clit before making a bold stripe with his tongue, swallowing all your juices. “Taste yourself, baby” he stuck his cum covered finger in your mouth. The taste of tangy sweetness covering your tongue before he went in to kiss you.

He placed kisses on your collar bone, biting and licking all over your body. His hand massaged your tit as he sucked on the other one like it was a lollipop. He kissed it, licking your nipple and sucking on it till he could feel you harden in his warm mouth. You collapsed against his touch, wrapping your legs around his waist before he brought you over to the bed.

Your mind was foggy and clouded, eyes coming back into position from being rolled into the back of your head. In a quick motion you flipped. Now on top of Ethan. “I want you to ride me” your head traveled backwards, hands messing with his belt as he took off the long black cloak. “Maybe if your pussy is good I won’t kill you” he rocked his hips up, allowing you to fully pull off his pants.

You reached into his boxers, his cock twitching at the warmth of your hand. Ethan’s eyes were closed as you pulled his dick out, waiting for you to get on top. But instead you wanted to make him beg. Just like he made you. You spit on him, rubbing it on his lower stomach all the way up to the tip of his cock. You licked off his pre-cum. Making him curse lightly under his breath. “Suck it, slut” you tapped his tip against your tongue. Tasting him as you popped him into your mouth slowly. You did tricks with your tongue, circling it around his tip before letting it hit the back of your throat. You could feel his veins on your lips, craving the same feeling on your other pair.

Your head bopped up and down, gagging on his thick cock that you were addicted too. He grabbed your hair, holding it up for you but also letting it control how deep it went into your throat. You sucked all of the air from your cheeks, the feeling of just your wet mouth and teeth on his dick. You licked a bold stripe just like he did to you, placing yourself on top of him but not sitting down just yet.

Your head was down, Ethan looking at you with list filled eyes as you dragged his tip against your opening, the feeling of his wet skin against your clit making you shudder. He was tired of your bull shit, pushing down on your shoulders so you would take all of him. You let out a soft gasp, Ethan’s whimpers turning you in even more. Your hips swayed forwards and backwards, not letting yourself bounce just yet. “Please, god y/n please just fuck me already” a smirk was placed on your mouth as you tucked your hair behind your ears. Letting him watch you hop off his dick painfully slowly before sitting back on him in a hard motion.

Your hair tickled your back as you bounced. His eyes taking in every movement and his ears picking up on every groan and moan you had let out. You eventually started to feel tired, Ethan thrusting his hips into you so you could both finish at the same time. You helped balance yourself with one hand, all your hair flipping that way. A sight That brought Ethan to his knees. Your legs shook together, moans and pleads filling the room as the bed creaked.

“You’re fucking me so..so good ,baby…such a good boy aren’t you?” You bit your lip as he quickened his pace, your cunt aching and your lip bleeding from the pleasure. You felt the tie in your stomach finally snap, a ring of cum coated the base of Ethan’s dick as he continued to thrust into you. His legs gave out as he slowed down. The feeling of hot cum shooting into your pussy.

He continued to thrust, overstimulating the both of you. You were cock drunk, mind cloudy as he kept thrusting. “E..Ethan, it’s..it’s sensitive” your mouth was still wide open as he thrusted, turning you into missionary position, his cock perfectly hitting your G-spot. “Ethan…E stop” your hand was placed against his toned chest. But he didn’t care. As much as the red pain took over him it was worth seeing you beg for him to stop, making you pass out against the bedsheets.

He pulled out of you, the sight of your creamed pussy and his swollen tip driving him crazy. He leaned over to you as you caught your breath. Placing kisses on your jaw and closed eyes, watching your body regain its composure. “You looked so beautiful tonight, baby” he kissed your lips with a sweet voice.

(Not checked!!)

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