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queenmayor23 · 1 year

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Grand Piano IV {Dean Winchester X Male Reader} nsfw

if this one was a glee character it would be salsa caliente cuz it's spicy. don't read this at work or do i don't care. sometimes its a little sexier when you do. just don't blame me for weird looks or if you get fired.

He looked at the clock near his bed, a quarter past nine. He starts the water in the shower and strips. Once the water is hot enough, TJ steps in, closing the sliding door behind him. He stands under the water, allowing his body to adapt to the temperature. Then he raises it higher, creating more steam.

TJ: What are you thinking? This morning you wanted him dead if you ever laid eyes on him again, and now he's downstairs getting ready to shower and sleep in your guest bedroom. There's nothing wrong with being nice, considering you technically stole his car.

TJ sighs, closing his eyes.

TJ: I remember me and Dean in my Accura NSX.

TJ laughs.

TJ: It had a beige interior. I never ate in it, but somehow it always smelled like Lucky Charms. And every time Dean got in, he complained about how cramped he was. He's so tall. Taller than one would think by looking at pictures. And his big hands, even back then, were calloused and made me feel safe when he would hold my hand or rub my shoulders.

TJ takes a moment to reminisce on the feeling of Dean's hand gripping his wrist as they ran away from shopkeepers all those years ago. Just by the memory, he's sixteen again, feeling the same emotions as if it were happening for the first time. Then TJ feels it. Dean's hands rubbed on TJ's shoulders, relieving the built-up tension and giving TJ time to relax in the shower. Next, Dean's lips grazed TJ's neck before he started to kiss the back of the neck, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine.

Dean: Baby, I'm sorry for not treating you the way I should have. I should have stood up to John, taken Sam, and stayed with you. I missed you so much.

Dean deepened the kiss on TJ's neck. It would definitely leave a hickey. TJ turned around to look Dean in the face, and it was sixteen-year-old Dean, just as he remembered, even his gunpowder and leather smell with hints of gasoline.

Dean turns TJ to face the wall, and TJ feels Dean's chest close in on his back. As TJ's length hardens. Dean's manhood grows in the crevice of TJ's bottom. Dean continues to whisper in TJ's ear.

Dean: Can I show you how much I missed you?

Without words, TJ nods his head. Dean begins to rub his fingers against the tight hole, pleasing TJ until he plunges his thumb in and rhythmically thrusts in and out, making TJ moan. Finally, Dean stops, and TJ spurts on the shower wall.

Dean: Seems like you're ready for the real thing.

Dean removes his thumb and places his tip at the entrance. He grabs around TJ's waist and slowly pulls tight. Dean pushes his groin into TJ, and they grind against each other, creating a motion of amusement for the both of them. TJ fulfills his dreams of long ago as the two become one, and TJ syncopates to Dean's heartbeat. TJ becomes weak as his legs turn to jelly, and he feels Dean penetrate him deeply. He looked down, and there was a small bulb forming and disappearing to the beat of Dean's drum. Seeing this, Dean wrapped his hand around TJ's shaft and slowly moved up and down.

Dean: At the same time, okay?

Dean increases his thrusts in the back and slows down in the front, almost to a stop making TJ ache.

Dean: Okay?

TJ throbs and nods his head.

Dean: Good boy. My perfect pledge.

Dean ramps up his jerking motion returning to kiss TJ's neck. TJ wordlessly begs for release, but Dean is not letting that happen.

Dean: I said at the same time.

Dean stops leaving his manhood in TJ and his hand around TJ's length.

Dean: Work for it.

TJ starts propelling himself forward and back, massaging his member and ramming Dean into his abdomen.

Dean: Faster.

TJ starts moving faster, and Dean throws his head back, closing his eyes. He slaps TJ's ass, reveling in the experience.

Dean: If you want it, take it.

Wanting release, TJ throws himself faster and faster, earning slaps of praise.

Dean: I'm so close, baby. Give me more.

Dean pins TJ against the shower wall, and TJ slams himself into Dean. He wraps his arms around Dean's neck, arching his back, making Dean go deeper and forcing an orgasm, causing TJ to ejaculate all over Dean's hand. Dean collects it all, not wasting a drop, and places his hand at TJ's lips.

Dean: Now eat it for me.

TJ starts licking Dean's hand and sucking each finger clean. TJ's tongue felt so good to Dean. The little kitten licks on the big calloused hand felt heavenly to Dean. Next, TJ starts sucking Dean's thumb with his tongue wrapped around it. He bobbed his head, sending Dean into overdrive, earning another slap of praise.

Dean: Such a good boy.

With a final thrust, Dean floods TJ's insides. Dean was careful coming out of TJ, keeping as much of his manjuice inside of TJ as he could as they both leaned in the wall to catch their breath while the water rained down on them. Then, after about twenty minutes, their hearts began to beat at a regular rate. TJ leaned on Dean's chest while the young Dean wrapped his arms around TJ's body protectively, resting his back on the wall.

Dean: I love you, okay? I don't care what you say or do. I love you.

Dean lifted TJ's chin to kiss him passionately, slightly tasting himself in TJ's mouth. A phone rings. Dean removes himself from TJ's lips.

Dean: I have to answer that, but you stay here and wash up, okay.

TJ nods, and Dean kisses him before leaving for the bedroom. TJ washes up, and Dean watches from the bedroom. TJ turns off the water and gets out. He dries off and walks into his room. He looks at the clock to watch it go from 9:29 to half-past nine. TJ turns on the fan and gets in bed. He wraps his naked body under the blankets. He looks in the corner of his room at the old rocking chair, the same chair his mother rocked him in as a child, which was empty. In that same thought, TJ drifts to sleep with that image of his mother rocking him.

#dean winchester x tj chase #gay #more to come #dean winchester x omc #dean winchester #queenmayor23 #dean winchester x poc!male reader #supernatural #wincest #this is my world now not your world #i made this #bts fic #supernatural x male reader #supernatural x male oc #gay seggs #seggsy time

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heartfullofleeches · 5 months

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Baron: Now, which of us will be the object of your attraction?

Harem Reader: Hmm, wow... what great options, this is going to be so hard

Travis: Oh, sisters, I'm back from investigating.

Reader: HELLO SAILER 😍

Baron: Psst, hey - if you have a crush on anyone and want to spill I'm all ears. I won't even be that pissed if it's not me-

Harem Reader: That Travis guy is kinda cute....

Baron: I fucking knew it. Outta the way, Pigeon - he's mine [pushes Alasdair out of the way as he opens and crawls out of a window]

Alasdair: You mean that detective who wears the same shirt for days and had a breakdown in his car because you let him keep a coffee mug?

Harem Reader: Yea, I guess so-

Alasdair: ...Excuse me, I forgot to pick up something I needed for tonight from the store [calmly walks out the front door - pulling his sword from his belt as it closes]

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere x you #male yandere #supernatural harem #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere insert

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boywifesammy · 2 months

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i used to cringe at self-shippers when i was younger, but now that i have transitioned i have to apologize because i totally get it. of course i want stanford sam to make eye contact with me across a bar and then take me home to his rundown flat to have nasty gay sex. sorry. turns out teenage me didn’t actually have valid fandom critique it was just the internalized transphobia 👍 my bad guys

#oc #supernatural #spn #sam winchester #x reader #male reader #fandom meta #sometimes u have to look yourself in the eyes and ask yourself:#is it really cringe or are YOU the cringe one up on your high horse ?#anyway. someone needs to go back and shake teenage me and just scream ITS NOT WOMEN ITS YOU!!! ITS YOU !!!!!

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kahuunknown · 8 months

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Prized Beast - True Blood Eric Northman fanfic

!NOTE!: (18+), inspiration from TRUE BLOOD TV Show, Eric Northman x male reader, Male-reader/(Y/N) is replaced with alternative terms.

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Eric couldn’t help it, usually he wasn’t so sentimental or wondrous about sex, but the little beast beneath him was nothing short of beautiful. He couldn’t stop his eyes from trailing the expanse of the muscled back rippling and arching before him, each push and pull earning a new shape and curve to that untouched skin. Colour a gorgeous olive tan, a shade blessed and kissed by the sun, it was warm and familiar- the same kind of skin tone of viking women during the long-summer. It was soft, velvet and youthfully delicate. Stretchy and forgiving to his rougher nature.

Eric groaned lowly, eyes flickering briefly to the back of his head, as he realised his nails had dug through and pierced the boy’s smaller body and drawn a flavour unlike any other. It smelt warm, satly like the sea of his origin, earthy like the sandelwood of forests- but sweet, if only naturally. Like vanilla bean and fruit. Juicy. His Tiger smelt like home. Natural and untampered. Pure and his alone.

Eric moaned obscenely as a hand left the boy’s hip to gift his tongue with the pleasure of tasting the treat he’d stained his own fingers with, cutting his own flesh in the hurry of consuming such an addiction. Fangs in the way, but all of Eric’s self control had left him hours ago, instincts ruled him and his horny bloodlust wouldn’t let him calm.

His beast usually waited until near dawn to arrive, but tonight had been different. Eric had smelt him, heard that rapid animal heart-beat, well before the young man had even neared the establishment. But he waited, patiently so.

For that grumpy expression to become expossed to his ocean eyes, for that pout to rile his excitement, for those yellow feline-eyes to seduce him. Eric waited, for he was no new fledgling, he was old and experienced in the art and reward of waiting. Godric had instilled the importance of such a lesson and Eric would never forget something so valuable.

Then, there he was. Tucked into a hoody much to large- it was his, and Eric relished in the fact that his scent was prominant and consuming the boy properly. Eric felt a wave of pride fill him, as not only was the little beast uncaring of other vampire- He was loyal, Eric preened. But he was also respecting the rule Eric had fussed over, others needed to know who the shifter belonged to. Who owned him.

The beginnings of a purr was igniting within Eric’s throat, especially as his beast neared him. He could now see black combat pants, with pockets that Eric could sense was filled with something silver- always the cautious little boy. Good.

The red glimmer of an earring, and Eric couldn’t stop himself from smiling smugly- his clever beast had thought of the idea. To have some of his blood on hand, safely and inconspicously hidden within the small vile of an innocent earring. Never used. But it made Eric feel better during his day-absence.

But this night, right... yes, Eric recalls, it was unusual.

He was practically vibrating with the hum leaving his lips as arms curled around his boy’s waist and hugged him close. That made his Tiger’s expression now available to him, the shifter looked conflicted- but with eyes blown so wide, Eric knew things were progressing smoothly. Sexuality didn’t mean much to a vampire... But his beast was a hesitant soul, stuck in the mindset of human tradition which had been imprinted. Eric was quick to fight such thoughts, battle it with force and persuasion. While his work wasn’t yet complete, Eric knew he had won something when the boy chose him. This night, his Tiger had confided reluctantly to him. And this was a change.

Eric rumbles at the brilliant hotness of his creature, so warm, so comforting. Like access to a sun away from suns. His own personal source of the long forgotten but well-missed heat of the day. The new position granted Eric the expanse of throbbing skin to his mouth, neck expossed and vulnerable to an attack which was undoubtly going to occur.

“My pet, this is unusual of you.” Eric chimes, eyeing his property stood before him. The eyes of some still lingered, but most were too caught up in lust, alcohol or simply the desire to move with the music. His pet looked uncomfortable, but in actuality, Eric was already well aware of this fact. He could sense the emotion from the blood bond. But he could not decipher why...

His Tiger’s expression remained bored, but Eric knew better, his grumpy kitten couldn’t fool him. But others were not so privy to understanding the subtleties of his prized possession.

“I need your help.”

It was but a whisper, soft and sweet. Embarrassment know flooded the bond and Eric was eager to understand why. Why, why, why? This was so highly unexpected. His shifter was a strong supernatural- humans were mostly no threat to him... And Eric had already honored his side of the bargin. So no other supernatural’s should bother the young boy further, unless, they had? But even then... He was confident his boy was powerful enough.

Of course, Pam was by their side in an instant, just as surprised and delighted to hear such words fall from lips as tightly sealed as their resident Tiger’s maw.

“Did I hear correctly?” She teased, silently urging him to repeat himself.

But Eric waved her back to her duties quickly at the massive spike of anxiety that clouded his bond, now even he was worried. She huffed with a frown, but rolled her eyes dramatically and did as she was told.

Standing, Eric allowed himself to briefly marvel the difference in height, shiver as those feline gold eyes followed him. Fuck, those damn eyes- they had such power over him, but he’d never let their owner know that.

“Come.” Eric ordered, “Let’s speak in the office.”

Relief came... Eric wondered what this was all about. Easily dividing the crowd, and while some humans watched with envy and jealousy, many of the vampires present understood that the Tiger was his. And that was to be respected, and reason enough, to earn priority from his duties on display as Sheriff and business-owner. They bowed their heads, and averted their eyes.

The door closed swiftly behind the shifter, and Eric found himself holding the boy still as his nose dotted about the mortal’s form. Hands patting down the smaller for injuries he perhaps wasn’t capable of detecting. The beast waited patiently, not stopping Eric until the vampire was satisfied. Head pressing against a warm chest, Eric concentrated on the heart beat once more, double checking that it was healthy and normal. It was a little fast, but otherwise fine. He frowned, stepping back.

“I-...”

“You’re temperature has risen, and your heart beats quickly. But nothing is wrong...” Eric mumbles.

“I’m fine.” His pet assured before pausing, “Mostly.”

“What is it?”

“It’s me.” The shifter admitted through clenched teeth. He looked and felt unhappy to be sharing anything with Eric, and yet the boy continued. “I’m a shifter.”

“Yes. I’m aware.” Eric mused, perhaps he was over thinking things?

“I’m omega.” It was added, swiftly and beyond quietly. Eric was sure that without his enhanced hearing, no creature would be able to detect something so silent and muffled. But he heard it. And he didn’t dare ask his Tiger to repeat such a declaration. The implication was enough. A spark of greed clouded Eric’s mind as he knew how incredably rare such a beast was- but he restrained himself.

No wonder the Tiger had trouble with other shifters (Were’s included). The boy was a walking, talking magnet. Valuable to every supernatural creature. Of course... Eric pondered. His boy was an excellent tracker, had given abilities that exceeded regular shifters and... those damn eyes. Eric nearly hit himself, those golden orbs were a dead give away.

“You-“ Eric paused, “You said you needed my help.”

The shifter nodded his head, “Normally, I’d figure this out on my own... But-“ He cut himself off, the little beast was unable to finish that sentence and Eric knew exactly why. His night has gone from boring to electric in mere minutes.

“I understand.” Eric assured, picking his words carefully. His chest puff up upon hearing the further loyalty in his tiger’s words (or lack of/implication). “I’ll help you.”

His Tiger’s shoulders slumped, and while there’s still a lingering nervousness and anxiousness, there is undoubtedly a type of relief paired with disgust. Eric ignored that last feeling, for he’d overcome it eventually.

“Is it tonight?”

He nods, and Eric is glad for the excuse to abandon Fangtasia.

Eric raises a palm to press against his big cat’s cheek, the boy doesn’t have the curouge to meet his eyes, but Eric can feel how despite the still rather grumpy expression, the Tiger presses into the touch. It wasn’t going to be their first time together, but it would be memerable and would change their dynamic.

So here he was. Fucking his dear omega prize.

Eric knew it was said to be special sleeping with an omega during heat, but the occassion was so rare that even Godric had not experienced such a thing. Still, he would disagree. It was so much more than special. It was otherworldly.

It felt like the perfect balance between man and women. And finally (aside from fellow vampires), Eric found a partner able to compete with his sexual stamina. Fuck, the little tiger just felt so very good. Unlike anything. He tasted brighter. He sounded pretty. He moved animalistically.

“You know, I’m offended I wasn’t invited.” Pam drawls.

Eric hadn’t even heard her. Hadn’t noticed her at all. Too focused on feeling everything, hearing everything, tasting everything. It scared him that Pam was able to do such a thing. So much so, that he initially snapped and hissed at her. Bearing down upon his dazed shufter and crushing the poor boy beneath him in an instinctually protective stance.

Pam seemed shocked as well, but then the scent hit her. And she forgot about Eric’s posessiveness, and moaned at the taste in the air, fangs shooting out uncontrolled.

“Is he?”

“Yes.” Eric croaked, “My tiger appears to have been keeping a rather serious secret from us.”

“I can’t believe he smells so damn good.” Pam hums.

“He feels even better.” Eric rasps, pushing himself up to better allow Pam to see the blissed and sex-drunk state of Eric’s dear beasty. And removing the protective stance he’d been displaying. There was no need if it were just his child, his progeny.

“Fuck.” She swears, biting a lip. Rounding the bed, she drags her done-up nails upon the shifter’s scalp. Tugging his locks of midnight hair in order to further expose the pretty face behind. Feline eyes dilate before expanding once more. He looked wild, Pam noted. Untamed despite the circumstance. Those hands were gripping at the sheets with white knuckles, in fact, she might’ve seen those precious talons of his extended and digging into the material. He didn’t want to be here, he didn’t want to be in this position... be with a man. Be wanted by men.

Pam nearly laughed at the irony. Oh how she wished she’d found the pussy cat herself, claimed him for herself. He’d have been happier then, but Eric would win this war, she had no doubt about that. The Tifer would succum to the Viking, submit to him fully in due time.

Unable to remain still any longer, Eric resumes his rythum of thrusting once more. And his shifter wheezes at the quick pace, but Pam silences him with her mouth. Bring the omega into a sloppy kiss. Her tongue traced those cute little pointed canines of his, while her own fangs threatened to draw blood. But she knew Eric wouldn’t be happy about that, she knew that tasting the omega was only a matter of time. Still it was hard to resist such a temptation before her.

Pulling away, Pam gives the special shifter’s cheek a quick peck. She briefly gazes at her Maker, whom looks to have returned to a daze of lust. Perhaps, she’d join in next time. Trotting away, Pam wanders in the direction of her coffin. The day would join them soon.

Eric and and his newly discovered Omega had been at it for hours, but dawn quickly began presenting itself. Pam’s interupting them was evidence of that fact, she didn’t like to be in the basement without appropriate need. Eric near roared as he climaxed, fangs extended and showing off their might. Lengthier and more prominant due to his age and power.

Calming himself, and steadying a non-beating heart, Eric examines his little beast carefully. The Tiger was near passed out, but his body responded appropriately regardless, still wanting more. Bruises and bites littered the boy black and blue. And while there was pride in such ownership, Eric knew it was only fair to heal the omega.

Biting his wrist, mortal lips numbly suckle at the blood. Not much is needed, and his feline doesn’t drink more than is nessessary, he takes what he is given. He’s a good pet, Eric nearly coos.

He’d never let the boy stay with him during day-rest before. Of course, the Tiger had guarded the room from time-to-time, but Eric knew at this stage that the boy was little threat to him. Nor did he ever suspect his shifter had the intentions to harm himself or Pam.

Simply rolling to his side, Eric curled around his dear tiger and allowed sleep to take him into a temporary death. Together in deeper manner than ever before. This new revelation made Eric ponder the changes he could make to his future endeavours. But it also made him debate his level of possessiveness, as of course, should anyone discover such information, it would be remarkably dangerous for not just his pet- but to him and Pam, as well.

Love was not an emotion Eric would ever be capable of understand, nor any vampire really, but he liked his little beast. He really liked his dear Shifter, and for now, that was all that mattered to a mind as old as his own.

#eric northman #eric northman smut #true blood #pam ravenscroft #true blood smut #eric northman x oc #eric northman x reader #eric northman gay #eric northman x male #eric northman imagine #eric northman oneshot #true blood oneshot #Eric northman x male reader #male reader #male-insert #omega #ABO #supernatural

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queenie-the-court-jester · 3 days

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˚ ༘ ℬℒ𝒜𝒞𝒦𝒲𝒪𝒪𝒟 𝒜𝒞𝒜𝒟ℰℳ𝒴

𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬..

★ vacant

𝒄𝒉𝒍𝒐𝒆 𝒋. 𝑺𝒌𝒚𝒍𝒂𝒓; 𝑋𝑉𝐼𝐼 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓

★ Chloe's appearance

✩ "𝐨𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭..'

★ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝖑𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊; 𝐼 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖓

༆ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

⁂ "𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲"

༆ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒌.; 𝑋𝐼𝐼 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏

𖨆 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

☠︎︎ "𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞"

𖨆𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

𝕺𝕻𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖆 𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖌𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖓; 𝐼𝐼𝐼 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘

♕︎ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

❁ "𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.. 𝐚𝐦 𝐢 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠? 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐢 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞?"

♕︎ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆; 𝑋𝐼𝑋 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏

𖣔 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

✵ "𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧"

𖣔𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

𝕮𝖍𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖊; 𝑋𝑉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑

𓁹 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

༒︎ "𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧."

𓁹 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄

???; 𝑽 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕

✿︎ NOTHING HERE

❀ "𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭"

✿︎ NOTHING HERE

𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑢𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑦; ° 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑙

♫︎ NOTHING HERE

♪ "𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐞."

♫︎ NOTHING HERE

𝒞𝒪ℳℐ𝒩𝒢 𝒮𝒪𝒪𝒩 𖦹 𝓒𝓞𝓜𝓘𝓝𝓖 𝓢𝓞𝓞𝓝 𖦹 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛

#queenie writes #queenie ocs #yandere x reader #ocs #yandere male #yandere male x reader #yandere #yandere x darling #male yandere #Masterlist #x reader #female reader #Yandere oc x reader #yandere supernatural #Yandere oc blog #Yandere female x reader

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dipolardruid · 1 year

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Mutants aka popular kids

Paul Richards - Shifter

Best athlete in school is highly talented in sports and a very social person is easy to get along with not the brightest one academically but is a shoulder to cry on when you really need it.

Despite that he is also known for his temperament and can be very impulsive causing less then ideal situations to happen, He would never hurt you or the others he couldn't even dream of it but those he considers threats are less then safe.

Jake Wenton - Mind Reader

Good looking, charming, and someone you want to steer clear of, He always knows what to say and how one is feeling due to this he is able to easily gain ones trust while also knowing and receiving the most deepest of secrets in a matter of a moment.

As long as you're genuine in your thoughts and words he'll be your prince charming, If possible try to keep your less then ideal thoughts quiet he never holds his tongue around the others.

Tina Kulten - Banshee

A sweet bubbly girl who is known to flaunt and boast about her riches, tends to spoil the others greatly, very physically affection will push boundaries knowingly or not often uses fake tears to get what she wants or to make others feel bad.

Is the most protected of the group as long as you treat her well and make sure she is properly cared for and things will be peachy for everyone.

Petra Jones - SuperHuman

The calmest of the bunch and often keeps to herself however once she dislikes someone she makes it known whether that be by having their things destroyed, school life filled with harrassment and isolation even going as far as to have their family affected, she is not above having any crime committed to her target.

Despite that she isn't completely heartless and is very protective let her know of any problems and she'll have them solved not a day later.

Story 1

Story 2

Story 3

Story 4

Asks are open!

#yandere x reader #yandere scenarios #yandere x y/n #female yandere x reader #yandere female oc #my oc character #multiple yanderes #yandere harem #high school #male yandere #yandere #supernatural #yandere male oc #oc x you #oc x reader

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kind-hufflepuff · 10 months

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HERMIONE AS A BANSHEE

#aesthetic #harry potter #harry potter aesthetic #harry potter ships #hogwarts house #hermione granger aesthetic #banshee aesthetic #supernatural hermione #banshee hermione #hermione x male oc #slytherin hermione

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nasty-quillz · 3 months

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A Helping Hand

Inspired by this tweet

Behold Anarchy, my OC!!

Dean grunted as Anarchy straddled his lap and pushed their straining dicks together. "Fuck man." It came out whispered and bereft between them.

Thick brown deep brown thighs straddled his and he gasped as the thick heavy curve of the man's uncut length pressed against his own. Pushed together like this, Dean admired the hot contrast they made.

His own dick was pretty. Long with a flushed pink cut cock head. Pre was beading at the tip as he enjoyed the warm press of the other man's dick

And Anarchy?

His own length is as thick as Dean's damn wrist, struggling to stand up under it's own weight. The tip poked from the foreskin and leaked heavily, thick veins ran along it, that made Dean's mouth water with the desire to trace them with his tongue.

Finally Dean was pulled from his reverie by Anarchy wrapping a big hand around them, both. "Fuck—what are you—"

Anarchy looked him in the eyes and it took Dean's breath away. "We're friends. Friends can help each other out, right Hunny?"" As he said it, he stroked them in one warm palm, making Dean fuck into his fist and whimpered.

"F—fuck Archie! Sweetheart that's—" The thought was lost when his grip became firmer. He started a stream of dirty talk as he fucked his fist down around both their dicks.

"Goddamn Dean. You got such a pretty dick, Hunny . Nice n' thick." He takes extra care in caressing it. "Betchu got all the girls panting aftah this." It seemed the thought turned the younger man on, as his dick started to leak harder.

It made his hand glide more easily over them and Dean was in Heaven.

"A—Archie!" Dean rocked into the dark fist around him, grasping desperately at Anarchy's hips. Rough skins dragged against the soft skin there and the young man reveled in the intimacy of his friend's touch.

Anarchy's other hand grabbed Dean under the chin and made him look at him.. "C'mon Dean. His thumb pressed against pouty lips, slipping between them. "Spit on 'em, Hunny. Gimme somethin' else to stroke wit', Baby."

Without thinking too hard, Dean gathered the saliva pooled in his mouth and leaned forward to let it fall hot and wet on to twitching flesh.

Anarchy groaned, spreading drool all over them to give him a better stroke. "Damnit Dean, so pretty when you drool all over our dicks." A rough palm pressed their lengths together tightly and jerked away at them.

Dean couldn't decide on where to look, eyes darting between Anarchy's dark heated stare and the way the younger man's hands jerked them off.

"You gunna give it to me, Hunny?" The sweet dark tilt of Anarchy's head betrayed the filthy way he was touching them. Dean could only nod deliriously.

Anarchy leaned forward, lips pressing against the Hunter's ear. "C'mon Dean, gimme that nut, Hunny. Wana see you make a fuckin' mess of us."

Dean's whole body went taut as his orgasm washed over him. He watched his own cum spurt like a geyser, coating Anarchy's fingers as he kept beating them off. His shakes apart further when he witnesses his soft spoken friend come apart astride him.

Takes satisfaction in watching his dick shoot spurt after spurt of cum. Groans when he feels some land on his face and mouth. Looking back up, his breath caught as He found Anarchy's sole focus on him. As he works them through their orgasms.

He panted and stroked until they were both oversensitive, only stopping when Dean whined at the overwhelming feeling.

Anarchy pulled his hand away, bringing it up to his mouth. He stared Dean in the eye as he licked their cum off his fingers, until they were clean.

Dean stared speechless, until Anarchy grabbed him by the chin again and brought their faces close together. Dean felt a hot flush creep up his neck when Anarchy licked his own cum off his cheek before moving to where it stained his lush mouth. A hot tongue licked into the older man's mouth and Dean let himself enjoy it.

After all, this was just friends helping each other out.

#black fanfic writer #moots🖤🖤#Dean Winchester x Black Male Character #Dean Winchester x Black Male OC #supernatural #spn #dean winchester #Dean Winchester x Male OC

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lyssak09 · 1 year

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Masterlist & Things I write for

AN: I automatically write the reader as female so when you re quest please please tell me what pronouns you want the reader to have. Also if requested I will and can write the reader as part of the LGBTQ+ community

Key: Italics means to be posted/its a draft

Fandoms I can write for:

Supernatural

Corpse Bride (my favorite movie ever)

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Night Court (1986)

Certain Stephen King movies: Just request one and I’ll tell you if I have seen it or not

Doctor Sleep

Charmed (the original one)

The Labyrinth (David Bowie movie)

Krull (1983)

Secret Obsession (netflix movie)

Day of the Dead: Bloodline

The Walking Dead (seasons 1-7) I get pissed with the show when I get to parts of season 7 so I stop watching and restart from the beginning of the show

Umbrellas Academy

Repo! The genetic opera

Z Nation

Warehouse 13

Repo! The Genetic Opera

Dead by Daylight

Adventure Time

The Big Bang Theory

Friends

Suicide Squad (both movies)

Futurama

Slashers: Ghostface (preferably Stu), Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Jason, Brahms Hillshire

Star Trek: TNG, Voyager, Lower Decks

Nightmare on Elm Street: Movies 1 through 3 (I’m iffy on doing Freddy because he is a dick and child rapist in a lot of the movies. But I will do the other characters for sure)

My Bloody Valentine: Both 1981 and 2009 movies so please be specific with which one you want

Markiplier & Jacksepticeye egos

Masterlist

Supernatural

Yandere Dean hcs

Yandere Shapeshifter hcs

Yandere Sam hcs

Yandere Archangels request

Yandere Castiel hcs

Yandere Lucifer hcs

Yandere Casifer hcs

Yandere Casifer with Trans!reader request

Yandere Archangels soulmates request

Dead by daylight

Platonic Yandere killers reaction to child reader

Yandere Leon with Killer!reader request

Yandere Leon with Killer!reader pt.2 request

Platonic Yandere (HOY) Trapper & Huntress with tween!reader request

Platonic Yandere Huntress & Trapper request

Yandere Nemesis hcs request

Yandere Killers & Survivors request pt.1

Yandere Killers & Survivors request pt.2

Yandere Doctor hcs request

Plantonic yandere (HOY) Trapper & Huntress pt.2

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Yandere Jake Peralta hcs

Yandere Jake with Lawyer!reader request

Yandere Jake

Yandere Rosa

Yandere Amy

Yandere Charles request

Star Trek

Yandere Q request

Yandere William Riker

Yandere Data

Umbrella Academy

Yandere Five with Soft!reader request

Yandere Five hcs

Yandere Luther hcs

Yandere Diego hcs

The Walking Dead

Yandere Daryl with motherly!reader hcs request

Yandere Daryl motherly!reader hcs pt.2 request

Yandere Daryl

Yandere Rick hcs

Yandere Grown Carl hcs

Yandere Michonne hcs

Miscellaneous (Aka writing that doesn’t have their own category yet)

Yandere Brahms Heelshire (The boy)

Yandere Elliot Stabler (L&O SVU)

Yandere Mack Thompson (Z Nation) hcs

Yandere Emily (Corpse Bride) hcs

Yandere Black Mask/Roman Sionis (DC/BOP)

Yandere Pete Latimer (Warehouse 13) hcs

Yandere Homelander (The Boys) hcs

Yandere Joker (Suicide Squad) hcs (Fight me on this)

Yandere Piper Hallowell (Charmed) hcs

Yandere Leo (Charmed) hcs

Yandere Colwyn (Krull) hcs

Yandere Danny Torrance (Doctor Sleep) hcs I love Ewan McGregor

Yandere Max (Day of the dead: Bloodline) hcs

Yandere Victor (Corpse Bride) hcs

Yandere Wilford Warfstache hcs

Yandere Antisepticeye hcs

Ocs

Tyler from my yandere song fic

Evan ( Yandere Landlord)

Daniel (Yandere Slasher)

Hudson (Yandere Cop/Sheriff)

Luke (Yandere Childhood friend/Bully)

Damien (Yandere Teacher)

Zachary (Yandere zombie apocalypse survivor)

Derek (Yandere Hypnotist/ Therapist)

Ashton (Yandere Neighbor)

Zeke (Yandere robot boss)

William (Yandere Prisoner)

Adrian (Yandere Asylum patient)

Devon (Yandere Priest)

Jason (Yandere Step father)

Max (Yandere step brother)

Anthony (Yandere slasher/homicide survivor)

Ryan (Yandere childhood friend)

Ewan (Yandere military man)

Unnamed (Yandere boss)

Unnamed (Yandere AI robot house)

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queenmayor23 · 1 year

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Grand Piano II {Dean Winchester X Male Reader}

He arrives at the location and looks at the nearly missable sign. Dean walked in the door to a narrow staircase that led to a red door. He opens the door to a lounge filled with people moving boxes and furniture, wiping down the bar area, and setting up decorations. A barkeep spots the muscular, six-foot-one, green-eyed man and catches the attention of the others around him. Then like a choreographed dance number, all of the workers aim a variety of guns and projectile launchers at the Winchester, all having a clear shot.

Dean: Woah. Hold on here.

Jackson: Damon, go get the boss. Tell him we have a trespasser.

A young man no older than twenty-one and no younger than eighteen runs to the back area of the lounge into another segment of the drinking establishment.

Dean: Maybe we can work something out. I'm looking for TJ. TJ Chase.

Jackson: We know who you're here for. We're just waiting to see who gets the three hundred dollar bonus.

The crowd murmurs in excitement, waiting for their boss. Damon returns, TJ peeps around the corner, confirming the alert, and storms into the room.

TJ: Chip, Chad, hold him down.

The two barbacks holster their weapons and hold Dean down on his knees as if he were being sacrificed. Then, TJ marches through his workers and punches Dean square in his jaw.

Dean: What the hell, man?

The Winchester spits out blood and what could be a tooth as the crowd cheers for their boss.

TJ: Hello, Mr. Winchester. What can I do for you today?

Dean: Mr. Winchester? What happened to "Dean, my best friend"?

Barkeep 3: Can I shoot him, boss?

TJ: Not yet. Well, Dean Winchester, you have a bar full of people who want you dead, ready to give you your one-way ticket to the worst part of Hell. Any last words? Please keep it short. We do have an establishment to run.

Dean: You weren't answering your phone, so I came to check on you.

One of the servers in the back laughs, gradually getting louder, her gun steady as a rock on Dean.

Dean: What's so funny back there.

TJ lightly smiles.

TJ: Even they know that you don't check on me. You call for information, and you hang up.

Dean: So everybody's all buddy-buddy around here.

TJ: Damon needs a raise to send his little brother to summer camp. Chip and Chad want to gamble in Vegas. Carter and Ryan are planning a wedding. I know that because we communicate and take care of each other around here.

Dean: What about trigger fingers over there.

Dean nods his head to the long-haired and tatted guy next to TJ.

Jackson: I could care less about the money. For all I care, Teej can burn it when we burn you.

TJ: Alright, you're boring me. Hunters, aim!

Everybody who wasn't aimed was now pointed at Dean's heart, as indicated by the multiple dots on his white shirt.

TJ: The game begins in three...

Dean: WAIT!

TJ: Two...

Dean: Dad hasn't been home in a couple months.

TJ: One...

Dean: He was on a hunting trip.

TJ: Hunting what?

Dean: Come with me, and I'll tell you.

TJ: Guns down. Chad, Chip, let him go.

The crowd that once was ready to kill Dean Winchester was now upset their boss was letting him go, resuming their daily duties.

TJ: Jack, take him out.

Jackson punches Dean, and TJ searches his pockets, finding a set of keys. TJ motions for Jackson to follow him, and Jackson throws Dean over his shoulder, following the boss.

#dean winchester #dean winchester x omc #dean winchester x poc!male reader #supernatural x male reader #supernatural #supernatural x male oc #this is my world now not your world #more to come #toxic winchester men #queenmayor23 #Dean Winchester x TJ Chase #fun #gay #new #read me please

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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A reverse human haram with a supernatural reader sounds so cute and dope

(I don't remember names so I apologize in advance)

But like the angel being a human business owner like an antique shop

Baron maybe being a tattoo artist? I feel like it'll fit him

And the reaper could be... Um.. maybe a hacker or something like that? Something that will let him stay inside all day and minimize human interaction.

And there's reader, some kind of a supernatural being, that maybe like going shopping in antiques shops, and getting tattooes... And going on the dark web? 💀

Or maybe the 3 humans already know each other and trying to track down this being for some reason?

Anyway, i just dig the idea:) could be really cute and I also miss those 3 😭

(I Stan librarian Maddox who just draws most of the time and panics when people talk to them)

"Can't one of us just ask them out for coffee? Even in the bizarre scenario they are what you claim, why would this be the best way to go about this?"

"Because your ugly ass would scare them away. Now shut the hell up and Mad give me the next step."

Maddox flips through the pages of the book positioned in their lap, producing a switchblade from their pocket. "All that's left now is a drop of blood from those who wish to form a contract. That's us, I suppose."

Baron, safety be damned, grabs the knife blade first - cupping the warm blood in his hand as he passes it to Alasdair. The shop owner was hesitant, but for the prize at hand he was desperate. He sticks his thumb and gives the knife back to Maddox who does the same.

Baron snorts, blood seeping from his closed fist onto his jeans. "What? Scared of a little nick?"

Alasdair rolls his eyes meanwhile Maddox ignores Baron's remarks as they get into position. What led them all to this situation? Two of them though on equal levels would never be seen together, and the alternative pairs worked as well as water and glue. The binding agent for their group was none other than a visitor shared between their place of business. Those keen eyes that marveled at the antique owner's precious collection of angels. That sweet smile peaking over the librarian's shoulder as they scribbled away behind their desk. The bubbly laughter that gave an ego boost to the tattoo owner and his horrid taste in fashion.

A person capable of bringing these opposites together had to be supernatural in nature, and in a way - you were. Baron discovered this while stalking you to the back alley behind their stores and witnessing you vanish from thin air. Doing more research than he ever had for school projects, Baron reasoned that you had to be a demon. He enlisted the help of Maddox to find a way to get your attention with Alasdair picked up along the way. He was skeptical as any Christian man would be, but since they were using his store for the summoning he had no say.

The trio bring their hands to the center of the circle on the floor and pour the contents onto the piece of your shirt Maddox managed to snip off. They squeeze the tip of their finger as apology and remain the last to pull away as the puddle of bloods turns black and begins to boil. The ground cracks and a skeletal hand reaches through, bones staining in the onyx sludge that creeps up its body creating layers of muscle and flesh. Crawling from the hole, the creature's tongues flicker against the hostile air as smog disburses from its throat. It cracks its jaw as it stands to full height, towering over them all - plucking a bone from its needlepoint fangs.

"That's the last time I try to finish something while being summoned."

Baron speaks up first. "Are... you naked?*

"If I'm not pretending to be a mortal there's no need to put on clothing... Don't I know you all?"

"that's so fucking hot... Ow, bitch!"

Alasdair clears his throat to play off the assault he committed on his peer. "I apologize for our barbaric approach. I'm sure this is as shocking for you as it is for us, but we have gathered here due to a shared interest in winning your heart."

You look around the room. "So.. you all want to date me?"

"Precisely."

"Hell yeah."

"Is that a bad thing?..." The librarian slides their charred notebook at your feet. You pick up the book. What's left of the pages shows you in human form.

"I suppose not. I am bound by contract to whatever your commands are, and if you wish to sell your souls for something like that then so be it. If I'm allowed an opinion, this one has already made a good first impression."

You point your claws beneath Maddox's chin who nearly faints from the contact. Baron's jaw drops to the floor while Alasdair tries, and fails to hold a straight face.

"Come on, Mad you're the last one I thought I'd have to worry about. I thought we were cool!" Baron grabs your arm, eyes bulging out of his sockets at the feel of your harden muscles. "Holy shit.... You said you'd do anything, right?"

"Baron I swear to God if you ask them to crush you with their thighs I'll choke you to death right now."

"I wasn't, chill-.... Their arms would do just fine."

#Supernatural harem #yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere x you #male yandere #yandere insert #yandere blurb #role swap au #yandere drabble #Alasdair my oc #Baron my oc #Maddox my oc #soft yandere

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w0efulboopsoul · 1 month

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Her fingertips gingerly traced the hem of her beanie, her lower lip between her teeth as she chewed on it nervously. Questions clearly spun around her mind, as she contemplated cautiously on what to say, to break the deafening silence. "How did you find me?" Rebecca asked finally, her voice barely a whisper as she forced her greens to peer before her.

#free to all to reply mutuals and non alike #oc x oc #oc x canon #first come first serve #spn rp #supernatural rp #shadowhunters rp #vampire diaries rp #cocky/alpha male x female Lycan oc

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thunderbone · 4 months

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English

Today I decided to share with you a drawing I made last year. That year I was going to write a book with my friend, NOTG. The story was about a romance between a human and an anthropomorphic being.

I don't remember if this character was supposed to be an alien or a being created in a laboratory, but I just know that he is a mix of a rabbit, cat and fox. I even made a drawing of this couple and I loved it so much.

The human was inspired by Ruby from Supernatural, while her boyfriend looks like Zahk, even though he was never inspired by him lol. For those who don't know, Zahk is a furry artist who makes really cute arts, where his fursona is a hybrid of a dragon and a fox.

However, unfortunately my friend couldn't create the story with me, because he didn't even have time to write his book, Between Stars. But the cool thing is that my character gave rise to a new species for his story.

Yes, NOTG asked me for help and suggestions for his book, so I helped him create this fictional species for his story. It's a shame I didn't create a story for this beautiful couple, they're definitely the cutest couple I've ever created. But who knows one day, right?

Português (Brasil)

Hoje eu resolvi compartilhar com vocês um desenho que fiz ano passado. Naquele ano eu ia escrever um livro com o meu amigo, NOTG. A história era sobre um romance entre uma humana e um ser antropomórfico.

Eu não me lembro se esse personagem era pra ser um alienígena ou um ser criado em laboratório, mas só sei que ele é uma mistura de coelho, gato e raposa. Inclusive fiz um desenho desse casal e amei demais.

A humana havia sido inspirada na Ruby de Supernatural, enquanto o namorado dela se parece com o Zahk, mesmo que nunca tenha sido inspirado nele kkkkkkkkk. Pra quem não sabe, Zahk é um artista furry que faz artes muito fofinhas, onde o seu fursona é um híbrido de dragão e raposa.

Porém, infelizmente não deu pro meu amigo criar a história comigo, porque ele não tinha tempo nem pra escrever o livro dele, Between Stars. Mas o legal é que o meu personagem deu origem à uma nova espécie da história dele.

Sim, o NOTG me pediu ajuda e sugestões pro seu livro, então eu o ajudei na criação dessa espécie fictícia da história dele. É uma pena que não criei uma história pra esse lindo casal, com certeza é o casal mais fofo que já criei. Mas quem sabe um dia, né?

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dipolardruid · 1 year

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Mutants aka popular kids

Story 4

"You've got a lot on your mind try not to worry too much about it I'm sure it'll work out."

Jake was always watching and observing

Watched as you let yourself be lead pushed and dragged around by paul, petra and tina

Even other students he knew you were being stretched thin as he would listen to your thought on situations

The annoyance and even angered words you never voiced yet you never made any moves to leave all because of a promise to your parents

He found it amusing when you would get him snacks or even little gifts or went out of your way to always give him an extra pencil or eraser for him to have

All in hopes that you'd finally get on his good side

He'd often make comments about you while you were out of earshot some could range from complimentary to insults

Which often resulted with one of the others giving him a light smack or telling him to be quiet

He finally decided to stop being in the side lines when you won over Petra she was always so easy to soften up once you gave her what she wanted

someone who needed protection and a hero they could call for when they needed help and weren't afraid of being possibly snapped in half by a overpowered mutant

Tina who loves being doted on and given compliments and told that she'll always be a first priority do that she'll spoil you rotten if

She wouldn't have given you the time of day if it weren't for her being in a vulnerable spot and needing someone to latch onto now she can't help but want you by her side

Paul always so friendly no matter who it is, it wouldn't take a genius to know how you got close to him, sucked up to him always practiced and learned even getting into sports because of it

You stroked his ego and he loved it now he always has you beside him as a achievement he can't help but be proud of

He knows this and so much more like your family financially struggling at the brink of homelessness and how much more comfortable they are after meeting Tina

He can't help but wonder when you'll finally turn tail

Even if you did he'll always be a step ahead of you, he loves how you stay quiet when spoken to or when you go above and beyond at the chance he'll start opening up

He doesn't even need to use his mutation around you, you're just so easy to read once you know what to look for how you stare straight ahead when in deep thought, your leg bobs when your nervous how your breathing speeds up around petra

He simply can't help himself when you're so easy to take advantage of

He makes himself a friend when it feels like the pressure is becoming too much for you

Stalling the other three while you want to spend some time away

Maybe you need an ear to listen to your troubles

Always there when you need him while always giving you your own space allowing you to spend time with your friends and go out with them even going as far as to become their friends

Its easy to learn about them when so close and handing that information to Petra

Can you really be surprised when one by one their arrested, expelled or even striaght out avoid you after all him and the others kept trying to warn you about them being bad news

He loves the faces you make as you realize your other friends have all left you, how you go into his or the others arms for some comfort or the face you make trying not to show annoyance

He loves it all so stay by him and don't even think about trying to leave he'll let the others know after all they know how you feel and think just like he does

He knows you've picked up on some suspicions but don't act on them and he knows you know about doing so

So it's better for everyone if you continue as you are

#my oc character #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #male yandere #yandere oc #male yandere x reader #supernatural #yandere male oc

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