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washeduphazbin · 3 months

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I know were all on an Adam kick rn but I wanted to get your take on what Alastor would be like with a fem partner?? Maybe someone thats a bit more innocent than him and doesnt ENJOY partaking in murder or cannibalism like he does

Unsure if this was a fic request or for me to answer in general! So if you want a fic just lmk!

But I think Alastor is really tricky because I love him but I don’t think he has a bone in his body that isn’t manipulative at least not one we have seen. So I think at first it’s a very (not toxic necessarily but still manipulative) but a much more guiding, nurturing role type relationship. Similar to Charlie and him AT FIRST cause I get that you would have the same vibes as Charlie with your hope, optimism and innocent. Cause I imagine innocent you falling down to hell being terrified and Alastor taking her under his wing. At first it’s just to get another deal or another soul but then he realizes like.

Oh. Oh I don’t think you’re supposed to be here at all. There’s absolutely been some sort of mixup because this girl is incapable of hurting anybody.

From then on I think he’d be more of a silent protector role. He’d know and respect your unease at his cannibalistic and violent lifestyle so he’d do his best to keep her out of it. No interacting with Vox, no other overlords other than Rosie, any freak outs/power trips he has he would always make sure you’re away from the danger and the sight. He doesn’t like you seeing him like that for some reason. (Rosie would have to explain to him that he might be in love or whatever that means to him)

I also think No one would know they’re together romantically until one day Angel makes an offhand comment to reader and as follows:

Angel: I just don’t understand toots, you’ve been in hell for ‘dis long and there hasn’t been a single dame or lad that’s tried to woo ya? It’s a crime! I mean look at ya!

You: *very flustered* oh thanks Angie. That’s not entirely true though Al and I have been together for…oh goes going over seven years at this point.

To which you slap a hand over your mouth because you and Alastor are very private and you just did the one thing he told you not to do. Al just slowly turns to look at you eye twitching.

Reactions as follows:

Angel: flabbergasted. Jaw has dropped. Eyes BULGING. Asking a million questions about your sex life.

Husk: chokes on his drink while promptly also dropping the bottle and shattering it on the floor

Niffty: she def already knew.

Charlie: LOUD SQUEALING, HUGS, A MILLION QUESTIONS

Vaggie: shock, horror, curiosity…but mostly the first too.

Both you and Alastor would get very overwhelmed and he’d teleport you both away, with a promise of answering questions later but him and his dear heart must be off on important business.

Anyway yah hope that’s what you’re looking for! That’s my take! And if you guys want little blurbs like this lmk I can probably crank these out much easier.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you #x reader #just chatting #answering questions #answering asks #imagine #hazbin hotel imagine #alastor x reader

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ghouljams · 4 months

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reincarnated lovers soap and moon and thats why hes so clingy

God that would be something. I love a good reincarnation au, I love one character knowing and never being able to really say anything. The idea that Soap seeks out Moon every lifetime and hopes she'll remember him is delicious. Also Soap having to woo Moon again and again, knowing everything she likes and exactly how she works, but also knowing that she's a tough catch even when he knows her so well.

For the purpose of the Cowboy au as it stands now I'm going to say that Moon and Soap could have met when they were younger. It would have been probably while Moon was in college, or maybe fresh out of high school. Back when she was still trying to figure herself out, and working on her thorns. Maybe she booked herself a ticket to the UK with the limited funds she had and figured she'd have some fun in a country where no one knew her. Maybe she wound up in Scotland, at a pub that had too many SAS men crowded in it.

You sip your pint from the corner of the room, watch the raucous excitement of men celebrating something. You don't particularly care what, but it makes you smile. Their joy is infectious, you're not ashamed to admit that. There's a man in the middle of the crowd, --young, boyish, your age you'd bet-- who seems to be the man of the hour. His short cropped hair is ruffled, his shoulder is pat, he's given hard thumbs on the back, and his blue eyes sparkle with pride. You wonder what he's celebrating, you wonder if you've ever seen anyone smile that wide.

His eyes land on you and you look away quickly. You don't want to be accused of staring, not when you're alone in a foreign country. Americans already have a bad reputation without you helping it. When you glance back at him, he's focused on the crowd, talking and laughing with the other men. They push at him a little, urge him to the bar, and lean close to talk to him. You decide to stop staring before you really do get into trouble, tugging a journal free of your bag.

You're half way through your notes of the day when a fresh pint is set in front of you. You look up with a "thank you," and feel the words die on your tongue looking up at the man of the hour. Boyish wasn't quite the right word for him, you realize. He's well muscled in a way that speaks more to his masculinity than his youth, and his hands look worn from hard work when they slide off your fresh glass. It's his eyes that are young, his smile that makes you think he's fresher than he wants to give the impression of.

"Thank you," you smile back.

"My pleasure," His accent is thick, and his voice rumbles pleasantly. You wonder if he's lowering it for your benefit, or if that's his natural register. You blink when he pulls out the chair next to you and takes a seat. "What are ya workin' on?"

You glance at your journal, try to remember your exercises in self confidence. "I'm- it's a log of my trip," You tell him, sitting up a little straighter. His eyes drop to your chest as you move, brief but warm and appreciative before they meet your gaze again.

"Mind if I look?" He asks, holding out his hand. You hesitate before handing your journal over. Confidence, you tell yourself, it's not like you've got anything embarrassing written in there. You have your days written down, and a few thoughts on what you've done

The man flips through the lined pages, stopping near the front to read. You finish your first pint and start your second, watching his eyes move over the page. He flips to the next one carefully, his eyes still skimming. You didn't think you'd written that much about your days. Except that's your all around journal, you don't just have your daily notes in there, you have a few little stories in between the pressed flowers and ticket stubs. Embarrassment floods you. You reach a hand to grab for your journal and he pulls it away from you. Your heart sinks at the familiar gesture. He must see it on your face, because he freezes and closes the journal to hand back to you.

You pull it back quickly, and squeeze it tight between your fingers. "I dinnae get to finish that?" He hums, leaning with his elbows against the table.

"It's not good," You explain, he shrugs.

"Aye, but it's yours," somehow that doesn't hit you as insulting, there's a warmth in his voice, "makes it special, yeah?" You look at your journal and nod. You suppose that's one way to look at it. He tips his head to the side, studying you.

"What?" You ask when he's been staring a second too long.

"You are a beauty," He tells you his eyes never leaving yours, "you got a man back in the states, or are you lookin' for one here?" You can't help the smile that splits your face, or the heat that rises on your cheeks.

"You're a lot dude," You laugh.

"Dude," He parrots with a grin, "ya cannae call your future husband dude."

"It's my last night in town," You shrug, sip your drink, "I can call you whatever I want."

"John," He says, "can call me John."

"How about Johnny?" You compromise. Something in his eyes softens, melting like snow. His voice is just a touch lighter when he says,

"Aye, can call me Johnny."

You think maybe you should've gotten a longer visa. Only because Johnny swears you haven't seen the best Scotland has to offer. You run through your whole trip with him, and he scoffs at your route through the UK. He makes you laugh, like he's known you for years and not an hour. Future husband doesn't feel like such a stretch, or it wouldn't if you thought you'd ever see him again. You won't. Neither of you talk about where you're from, where you're going. There's a silent understanding, that this is it. The wrong person at the wrong time. You never understood star crossed lovers, but here you sit wishing the flame could burn just a little longer.

You only realize how late it's gotten when the bartender yells out for last call.

"Lemme see your book again love," Johnny holds out his hand, you curl your fingers against the cover protectively. He tugs a pen from his pocket, and holds it up to show you. "Just wanna give ya somethin' to remember me by."

You suppose you're amenable to that, sliding the journal over for him to flip to a fresh page. You hum quietly to yourself, watching the bar. It's nearly empty, you've been here longer than you planned to be and you have an early flight home. Johnny shuts your journal and slides it back over to you, clicking his pen shut.

"I'll finish it the next time I see you," He promises. You shake your head with a smile, and he grabs your chin to hold you still, leaning in and kissing you. It's soft and sweet, and melancholic. Your smile feels a little sadder when he pulls away. His doesn't seem to lose any brightness. "Next time," he assures you.

"Next time," You agree.

You take your time collecting your things, let Johnny jog to catch up with his buddies. They smack his back and give him thumbs up, pushing at his head when he blushes and grins. You flip your journal open to check what he left you. Your chest tight when you stare down the little sketch of your face, your penned in fingers tight around a glass, your eyes looking out at the blank page. It looks good, you don't know what he means about finishing it. You suppose it was just a good line.

Soap sorts through your bookshelf, waiting on you to finish getting ready for dinner. His eyes land on a red leather spine, and he carefully eases it out of its spot sandwiched between broken paperbacks. The cover is plastered with stickers, and the pages are warped. It's stuffed full of something other than notes, and held together by a piece of elastic across the cover. It's familiar enough for him to ease the elastic to the side and flip through the pages.

Ticket stubs, pressed flowers, pieces of wrappers and wrist bands are carefully pasted to the lined pages. He smiles at your handwriting, traces his fingers over dates and doodles. He stops on a largely blank page, carefully blank, save for the drawing in the corner of you at a bar in Scotland.

His heart clenches tight in his chest. Affection tugging at him, he can't believe you kept this. You never said anything, but he could never forget you. Soap glances around your room, and snags a pen off your desk, quickly but carefully sketching himself onto the page next to you. He loops a quick heart around the old and new sketch and scribbles a messy "I love you" underneath.

He get your journal slid back into place as you exit the bathroom, grumbling about not being able to clip your bracelet on.

"I hate weddings," You complain, when he grabs your wrist to secure the chain.

"Really?" He glances at your pout, "I was hoping to do something special for ours."

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robintherobiner · 7 months

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There are two ways you can do Reverse Robins. You can either reverse by age, or the order they arrived in.

this means you either have Damian as the first kid, or Duke. While i think they both would make an interesting story, Duke has the possibility of a buttload of angst. I mean, doesn't Batman have a no meta's in Gotham rule? Sure, in canon that doesn't affect Duke's fostering, but thats only after YEARS of befriending aliens and gods and meta-humans, so I doubt his rule even exists at that point. But if Duke is the first kid, taken in only a year or two after Batman is created? Woo boy, that gives you the perfect way to execute the whole "I'm an adult now so I'm moving away, fuck you ya controlling bitch" thing, AND a reason for him to be jealous of Damian showing up. because you never trusted me due to my powers, even though I never hurt anyone, but your blood son shows up literally bloody and all he gets is my old suit? wtf dude.

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rindough · 10 days

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that first anon again: oh my god losing my religion by r.e.m. for boothill. this man is SO full of teenage angst, sitting in the corner of one of those old timey country bars all veiled in shadow looking at the person he has feelings for laughing and dancing in the crowd, completely mesmerised as he rests his chin on a hand with a focused expression, mouth slightly open, and absent-mindedly traces the rim of his glass with a finger from the other, almost without realising. You ain't slick, dude. Go talk to them.

God, I am so fucking normal about him.

OH YA i forgot to reply to a question from ur prev ask, sure! u can give me indie songs as well heheeee, and ngl i wasnt expecting this song but its one of my fav songs to vibe to!!!!

OKOK I GOT THE IDEA AND I FIND IT CUTE buttt i kinda put a twist to it if thats okay!

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so lets say you're a regular at this diner in town, you had your fair amount of visits here with your friends, your family, even alone. boothill has seen it all, but god at each time he tries to strike up a conversation with you, it either comes off awkward or him just flying off his seat from trying to 'smoothly' whoosh onto the stool.

he doesn't know what made him this... intrigued by your presence, why is it that everytime the door bell chimes, he glances by the door to see if it was you, the way your voice echo in the quiet diner, the way you spun around after you got your order and straight out the door you walked. he wants to know why and how has he suddenly had the balls to walk up to you, and just start some small talk.

unfortunately on his side, it got to the point where it only ends in 'hi's or 'i see's. he thought he could do it, he thought he could whoosh his way in n perhaps whoosh his way out out this diner with u tagging along. but look at where he is now, it's not that you don't get along, but with the way he looks into your eyes and stutter whatever he wants to say, fumbling over words and fall into silence while you wait, while you search his eyes, his body languages. Waiting for something more, as the man himself got you to become a nervous mess too.

but overtime, he gradually became standoffish, he no longer sits beside you at most of your visits, he doesn't look high up above the diner booth to check if its you (he observes from the window instead 🙄), he just waves, he just stands up to go at your presence, he just-

he no longer visits the diner.

in fear and perhaps shame, he and his cyborg body, you would prefer someone much more... human, right? what does it take for a cyborg like him to woo someone he fancies?

it's impossible, he thought. at this point, he'll just give up and not think about the thing people call, the thing he once dreamt of having, love. he'll just give up the act and focus on some... commission he has or whatever...

but does he really though?

"dude, since day 1, are you still gonna mess this right up?"

the voice behind him pulls him out of his trance, the spunk haired man stays put in his seat, the fold of his index rubbing his bottom lips while a thumb rests on his his sharp jawline. choosing to ignore the blond waiter by his side. the waiter throws his tablecloth aside.

"hello?" he snaps his fingers at him, earning a 'tsk' from the man.

"whaddaya want? can't ya see i'm busy?"

"busy doing what? staring at them from this corner of the bar? i know that look of yours, i saw what happened last time-"

"and what? what makes you think i stand a chance with them, best believe 'm gonna look after them from far away. they don't needa see me here, they don't gotta see me at all."

the waiter groans, as if the man in front of him is being blind or feigning ignorance to escape falling in love, to just... dwell in his insecurities. "bro, look at the way they look at you!"

boothill stays put, eyes blinking at your swaying form, your head shaking side to side at the music. the way you jump, throw your hands up, his mouth falls slightly ajar at the way you move. his throat runs a little dry at the way beauty could exist in many forms and at anytime, and this was one of the many times he had found beauty in you. he had found himself longing for you.

it's agonizing honestly.

both on your end and on his.

you're here swaying to the music from the speakers, mingling with other youngsters in your town, hoping that when you turn around to start talking, it'd be the one you've been looking for this whole time, the one whose clumsy way of flirting leaves you wanting more and more. the night was young and there's ample time for him to visit the diner, but... would he?

for him, he wishes he was the only one under your spotlight, the one making you laugh, oh how he loves the way your lips curl into a smile, the way your eyes twinkle.

if he was out there in the crowd with you, best believe he'll twirl and dip you down on the dancefloor and make you have the best night and dance of your whole life.

he turns his head sideways, looking at the blond. "what's with the way they look at me?"

then he turns back to observe you. maybe, just maybe, you would turn around at a certain degree and meet his yearning gaze. wondering if he can make you feel his presences by drilling holes into your skull.

"..." at this point he's defeated, he can't be bothered to explain all these lovey-dovey pre-dating crush nonsense to this sulking cowboy.

"y'kno mister, they've been looking for you every time when you're not around the diner. do i gotta explain more? do i gotta explain the 'where's boothill? have you seen him? has he visited today?'" he mocks, "ya wanna know what happened when i told them no every single time? they just left the diner- not ordering anything!"

the spunk haired man hums, now no longer focused on you, but instead, his back facing the crowd as he stares into the prepared drink before him, finger circling the rim of the glass as the complaints of the waiter goes unheard.

if what the man was saying is true, then... but... why? what made him special enough for you to promptly ask for him at every visit. and he bet it was every visit, since he's not even in the diner every day for months. so, why did he have to leave?

was it the fear of judgement?

was it fear of rejection?

or was it the fear of losing you?

so-

"so?" the waiter quirks an eyebrow, "what do you plan to do with that information-"

he can't back down now, the aftertaste of soulglad lingers the back of his mouth, he's walking, walking towards the crowd, thank god your back was facing him... otherwise he wouldn't be doing what he was doing now, otherwise he'd instantly run away again. and he does not plan to let you search for him again.

"hey." he whispers, smiling gently at the way you suck in your breath at the sight of him.

he never thought he'd feel his heart melt much more than before the moment your soft lips mellow into a smile, the twinkle of your eyes refreshing his past, yet brief memories with you.

"hi."

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viiiiiiiiiin · 2 months

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JAJSJSJDJSD HELL YEAH

Sanji with bff reader who's trying to be his wingman and failing pls (either because sanji is really bad at picking up ladies or the reader is horrendous at wingmanning, heck maybe even both, you decide)

Next Time: Sanji and Wingman Reader

Includes: Sanji , Male Reader , Strawhats

A / N: STOP I LOVE THIS. LOSERS BEING BESTIES FR !!! I hope u don't mind that I chose male reader. I don't write much of them and I want a variety :) enjoy ! Sorry it's short @@

"Cmon Sanji ! You got this ! Do what we rehearsed !" You gave him a thumbs up and a toothy grin. The blonde haired gentleman nodded in return as you took your place behind the door.

Another failed attempt , you assumed by the way his head was hung downwards. You walked over to him and patted his back gently. "It's okay , Ji. You'll get 'er next time !" You laughed and threw your arm around his muscular shoulder.

"Maybe I should try a different pickup line. What do ya got , Reader ?" He asked , grabbing a notepad from seemingly nowhere.

"Ooh ! Ooh ! How about this ! Pretend to spill a drink and be like 'I tripped over my feelings for you . . .' That's gotta win Nami over for sure !" You spun around and grabbed out a poster board.

"What about something about tangerines ? 'You heart is as sweet and sour as a Tangerine' as you kiss her hand. That's gotta make her swoon !" The fact that both of you were so bad at picking up women honestly made the crew feel a bit bad. Why Sanji listened to your advice , the world will never know.

"How about for Robin - Chwan !" He said , spinning as he spoke of the dark haired diva. You placed a finger to your chin , deep in thought. Maybe a dark pun ? Maybe a history pun ? Before you could think , you spoke.

"Ooh ! How about 'you stole my heart like Doflamingo stole Dressrosa . . .' Thats gotta woo her !" You jumped up and down and smiled widely. "What if I gave her something as I said that ?? Or you could help me trip for the pick up line with Nami - Swan !" Sanji rambled as he swirled around , a love tornado of lust was what he was.

"Ooh ! Great idea !! You're so smart !!" Sanji closed his notepad and you both walked over to the ginger. She raised an eyebrow and you pushed Sanji , fake acting like you did it by accident. "Oh no ! I'm sooo sorry Sanji !" You snickered , watching as he fell to his strong knees.

"I tripped over my love for you , mademoiselle . . ~" He spoke smoothly , a perverted grin on his pale face. Nami picked up the book she was reading and smacked both of you in the head.

"That one sucked ! At least be mote creative !" With that , she stomped away and left the both of you with massive bumps on your heads. You both groaned and sat up.

"Fuck , another failure. I'm sorry , Ji. I'll figure somethin' out." You scratched your aching head snd looked sadly at the devastated cook. "Maybe you just haven't met the right girl ! Try flirting when we get to the next island !"

Your suggestion didn't go unheard. As you approached an island to restock supplies , you snd Sanji ran out to the nearest bar. "Try buying her a drink and saying she's as sweet as it ! Or I could spill it on you and you could say your love for her spilled over you !" You suggested as the both of you dashed to the nearest bar.

"Yeahh !! I got this !!"

He does not got it. You spilled the drink and it got ALL over his slacks and the ground. You both ended up being kicked out for causing a disturbance and made all the women laugh at yalls failed attempt at seducing a possible suitor.

You both walked out , dejected at the last failed attempt. You sighed dramatically and fell to the ground. "I'm sorry , Ji ! Next time !"

Next time. How many more 'next time's can he take ? You both were seemingly made to be best friends. One horrendous at flirting and the other horrendous at wingmanning. Next time , next time , next time. Would there be a next time ?

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spacexseven · 2 years

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hey you know what? fuck it. im making another one of these. this one is chuuya.

when he gets the order to get close to you, he almost lets out a yawn in the middle of the executive meeting. like… seriously? all he has to do in this mission is make you fall for him? this is gonna be so easy he could cry! you poor, pathetic thing. you're not gonna have any idea what hit you when he gets done.or, thats what he thinks. the initial plan is just to throw money at the problem. thats what people like, right? hes SUPER confident, just peacocking around and grinning at you like he knows something you don't (pretty accurate to the situation). of course, you inevitably show little interest in what appears to just be some douche flaunting his wealth and expecting you to drop your pants over it, and hes lost.

the extreme confidence that he came into this mission with is gone. you don't? want? these nice things hes offering you? why Not? hes very confused and upset at this point. he had no plan b and his ego just took a MASSIVE hit. now, he's pissed. he'll show YOU! you're gonna like him so FUCKING much and then he'll KILL you and then he WINS. his pursuit gets aggressive quick. stalking you to find out your likes, dislikes, friends, favorite places, any information he can get. thinks hard about gifts you'd actually Like instead of just getting you the most expensive thing he can find. researches your interests and/or areas of study/work so he has things to talk to you about. and it all starts out as a pretty elaborate revenge plot, and hes extremely annoyed at you for making him do all this, but the thing about doing a lot to get close to someone: you might start to FEEL close to them, as well. being with you is. calm. easy. different from what hes used to in every way. it feels nice, to be with you. he falls for you WAY harder than you end up falling for him by the end of it. his loyalty to the mafia and his passion for you cross swords, and he does everything he can to find a compromise. up until you find out, of course. then you make the decision for him, you pack your shit as quickly as you can when he goes out to his “office job” and make a break for it.

you dont make it far. did you really think you could run away from the port mafia so easily? you’re cute, sweetheart, you really are. c’mon, please don’t cry, he’s not gonna hurt ya! he’s not mad! you don’t have to be scared, baby, please? just let chuuya take you home without a fuss, ok? it’s not like you have much say in the matter anyway.

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chuuya and dazai rock paper scissors to decide who takes this mission and chuuya loses so he gets it :O all content for this au is tagged as #spy au 🐟

cw: yandere character, obsessive behavior, stalking, tracking devices, breaking in, implied kidnapping, deceit

despite how annoyed he might have sounded when he was tasked with this, chuuya's actually not so upset. this was a break for him from the usual tiring jobs he was put on, and honestly, he was curious as to what kind of person you were to have access to so much valuable information. on paper, you looked quite ordinary. nice smile, a pretty impressive resume, but...somehow he felt like he wasn't picking up on something.

the day he's set to meet you, he offers to buy you a drink and asks if you'd like to sit down and talk with him. he even smiles all pretty and he knows he's irresistible when he lays down the charm like that, but you only smile and say you're busy.

oh. he wasn't expecting that.

so, he decides he must be able to woo you with money instead. who doesn't like a new watch and luxurious cakes? but it keeps happening regardless. he brings you expensive gifts and casually remarks about his new bike, but you don't take the bait. each time you thank him but return the gift with a firm statement about not wanting such an expensive gift. and then you go and tell him you don't care about his bikes, "but that sounds pretty cool!"

you were so...infuriating. how could you be so callous to his efforts, when he's trying so hard to do this right? you could at least come out of this with wonderful memories and expensive items, even if you'd lose your job. he didn't have to stroke your cheek and get you things wrapped in premium paper. if he wanted to, he could just as easily blackmail you—as long as it gets the job done. but you were so ungrateful for his consideration. he swore he would get his revenge on you after this job was done.

you would wish you never met him.

the easiest (and fastest) way to figure out what you would actually like, according to chuuya, was by stalking you and rummaging around your place when you were at work. he bugged your phone and listened in on conversations, making a careful list of all the things you liked and formulating ideas for gifts you'd appreciate.

as expected, it works. you're touched by the genuinely nice things he gets you and you're impressed when you see him reading the same book you've been reading. suddenly, chuuya isn't so much of a pretentious asshole to you. he's softer and smiles more and...and he looks happy.

he feels happy, too. and it terrified him. you're definitely not what he expected, calm and cute when he's used to brashness. you talk to him about everything and you're genuinely interested in what he has to say, not just listening to poke fun at him. it makes him feel so warm. he could only hope you liked him nearly as much as he liked you.

but then you decide to run away.

some part of him tries to understand. what made you decide to throw all of this away? what made you feel like he wasn't worth it anymore? but try as hard as he might, he can't help but feel betrayed. maybe the mafia thing scared you, but you knew him! you've been dating for long enough to know that he wouldn't hurt you! he worshipped the ground you walked on, he got you anything you could ever desire, and he was still risking so much to keep you by his side. he loved you.

on the bright side, he thinks to himself, as he scours the streets for your new apartment, eyes glued to the blinking dot on his screen, at least now there won't be any more secrets between the two of you. he could go back to his usual job and you would be by his side. it would be the best of both worlds.

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ivanzplaid · 2 years

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Ok i think i have a cute idea for slasher hcs??

Maybe them trying to deop hints that they want to date but the reader being oblivious? Idk i just really like that trope

LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS, CUTEE

thank you sm for the idea its perfect, this trope is amazing🙏 ALSO IH MY GOD I GOT 600 FOLLOWERS WHILE I WAS INACTIVE ILY

im sorry ive been so dead i swear its just classwork thats been catching up to me😭

requests r open, masterlist is up!!

im currently working on my white death requests & others, but classes are here so i may be a little caught up!

Slashers x Gn Reader | Dropping Hints

Including; Freddy Krueger, Otis Driftwood, Candyman, Baby Firefly, The White Death & Lester Sinclair! ( if yall want a pt 2. with ither slashers id be happy to hear🫶 )

Warnings: Mentions of Violence, Flirtation, Language, Fluff

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Otis Driftwood

if he has his eyes on anybody, hes as obvious as the sun with flirting, he wants to lay it flat out and charm you in his own otis way

"Woah there sexy! Where 'ya goin, you don't wanna spend dinner over here?"

his little smile with a hand over your shoulder, hes really trying to woo you and see you flustered

you assume it was his southern charm, so you smile at him and give him an oblivious response

"Sure! What would we be eating, and do you need help preparing?"

while mama firefly is jolly you asked to help, otis's smile falters at your enthusiasm of dinner and not him

"It could be you darlin', if you'd seek your way to my room."

even with the painstakingly sexual sentence, you give him a rather nervous look before laughing, and hes stumped

he will linger around you a lot, always giving you a smile and his adoring eyes, taking you out a lot to go to town with him & to get art supplies

he only has you give criticism on his art, and while this is less obvious, its his way of showing trust and trying to invite you in more

if he was anymore obvious with it hed die, hes given you his sweatshirts, even washing them, to make the hint as bug as possible, but you just smiled and thanked him before saying how cold it was, then going to spend time with baby

"Ah fuck, there goes that little ball of sunshine. The fuck am I doin' wrong?"

when he talks to mama about it, she suggests doing more classic romantic gestures, maybe his ways if flirting werent to your style

he thinks its corny and stupid, but for you hed try it once

he had baby help him find good looking flowers in the fields

mama made your favorite food to help🫶

he proposed a dinner between you two, and you accepted kindly, wanting to spend more time with him anyway

it was you and him st the table, dinner before you, and he gave you the flowers, saying, for o ce, something genuinely seeet to you, and when he saw your smile & you trying to avoid eye contact because if how hot your face was, he knew it worked

after the dinner and overly sweet compliments he threw at you, he finally gained the confidence to be straight and ask you to be his s/o, a rare shy tone coming over him to drop it gently

after that, he is all iver you, and while the sweet comments stay, hes happy you finally get his sexual innuendos

Baby Firefly

baby is a lot less obvious, but the average person could pick up the hints shes putting down

"Well don't you look all cute, I could kiss you right now!"

her smile is wide and she tries her best to look her cutest for you, but damn, shes impressed by how youre so calm, especially when she slips her hand on your shoulder and brings her nose to yours

but mama never raised a quitter

she always grabs your hand and brings you to her room to relax there, trying on clothes or letting her do your make up, visa versa

if you let her brush/admire your hair, shes all over it, massaging your scalp while being gentle with your hair texture

and if you were to ask to do that to her? she's screaming internally, a huge smile on her face the while time while she giggles, her face growing red

she constantly has you around her, even performing for you one time, and when a victim they had over complimented you, her face dropped, and she goes to your side, hand over your neck and ruffling your hair while tracing her hand over your collarbone

shes trying her best to drop subtle hints, have you make the first move, but she takes things a step further with you not getting it

she amps her pet names up, as well as her general personality, trying to have you in her arms more

if youre sitting on the couch, she'll sit herself on your lap and wrap her arms around your neck, starting a conversation then, and maybe even falling asleep on your chest

"Aw Honey, why don't me and you rest together upstairs."

she does everything she needs to make her stance known, and when you finally get the point, shes all smiles and laughing into your face

The White Death

if he wants to date you, he will be as charming as ever

taking your hand gently, kissing it while treating you to dinner, your choice of the restaurant. dont worry about the cost, he could buy the entire restaurant if he wanted to, or if you asked

soothing dates that leave memories of him in your mind; a breath-taking view, one on one time while clothes shopping, buying out s movie theater so you two can view it in the peace of eachother

flowers, gifts, soft & considerate touches, cooking, and cards written for you, all to make you more familiar with his love, but when you arent getting it, hes slightly confused, but he truly loves you, so he will keep trying

"My heart and soul, my closest beloved, I will be with you once again at noon, there's breakfast on the table." sweet little notes in the mornings

he lets you hug him, and hell keep the hug for twice as long as you can, he keeps his lingering gaze on you and wonders what hed do without you, but you just smile and wonder whats on his mind

he tries to swoon you with words, and when you laugh at his remarks hes taken aback, you dont know his occupation or his personal life, and you arent the slightest bit intrigued by his actions, he knows its time to pop the question

he is very nervous, his mind is taken back all day, he doesnt know what to do with himself, he isnt paying attention to his work and he finds himself zoning out more

when you finally come to him, his face is dull, hes trying to conceal how antsy he is

"I believe in taking time to what you love, more than life, more than whatever a god could grant me."

poetic AND hot? youre burning up while he speaks

when he takes your hands in his, gently interlocking his fingers with yours, he gazes into your eyes and tells you just how he feels

youre stunned, you didnt expect all this, and its so much to process, but all of a sudden the remarks and gestures make sense

hes overjoyed when you say yes, a smile appearing on his face while he kisses you, laughing quietly to himself as he sees you thinking back on his past hints <33

Lester Sinclair

lester bless his soul, hes as clueless as you to flirting

he ends up looking goody, or saying something that comes out the wring way, but it always makes you laugh, and his cheeks turn red when you do

"Cut me some slack Darlin'! My ass is covered in mud from my slip, now help me out!"

atleast he serves entertainment while flirting

he uses his clumsiness as a form of flirting, it keeps you hanging out with him in Ambrose after all

he gets you either slightly wilted flowers or the most dirt and grime covered flowers youve ever seen, he picks them on his car rides in snd iut if Ambrose and he thinks theyre perfect the way they are

if he sees a trinket, its yours, whether its misding a piece of slightly stained, he thinks its absolutely perfect for you, and after cleaning it up, he presents it to you

he believes he does a good job st flirting while being subtle, thats why youre not effected right??

it takes bo explaining to him that you literally do not notice his attempts for him to grt the push he needed to do more

"Oh.. is that why they don't ask me out yet?"

hes a little disheartened, he wont give up because he truly has an interest in you, and youve granted him with nothing but good times

he thinks its funny how badly youre missing his cues, even when he makes a kissy face at you and you just think nothing of it, he takes a slight advantage to this

he wants to see how long itll be before you officially notice, and he made a bet with bo, whos eager to not lose

Freddy Krueger

he thinks its so fucking funny that you dont notice, he is the most DIRECT man to flirt

at first hes a little serious or disappointed ted, like be real, he talks about how he wants to drag you into his dreamworld and keep you there snd you dont know hes flirting

but after his initial reaction, youre never seeing the end of it

"Hot stuff, why don't you let me take you to somewhere where nobody can hear us?"

he teases you, sticking his tongue out provocatively or giving you certain looks, whatever it is to see if there will be a reaction

while he would keep this game going for a bit, eventually his genuine love for you would come out some more

maybe it was the slow sweet treats coming in

or the more 'romantic' situations

but he tried to make it so that your reactions could come out differently

but yourr judt thinking of how nice he is for doing it

he has a huge ego and isnt afraid to ask you, but he would prefer the time to be right, so it may take days or weeks for him to perfect this

he will make fun of you after youre dating to how blind you were and will bring it up

Candyman

he loves to take things slower paced while still sensual, so maybe your obliviousness is preferred here

he likes to woo you, his hints are intimate while not going too far

smaller 'dates', some flowers here and there, maybe keeping you next to his coat while you walk together

he wants to treat you while you both enjoy the time spent together

eventually, he will take it a step further because hes immersed himself in your time, he wants to ask you out, but he needs to know how youre feeling about this, and wants to know your reaction by his larger hints

when he takes you out and you see a romantic movie together, he slips a hand over your shoulder and you happily lean in closer, hes as hopeful and joyful as ever

hes a little amused when you thank him for warming you up, as you began to get goosebumps

when you two are on a walk through an empty park, he takes your hand in his, and you two chat easily

later, you thank him for taking your hand to guide you, because you were worried you might get lost

he laughs after every one if these, because its funny how youre so sweet with someone like him, its refreshing

he tries to be involved with you a lot and do more special things, but inside he knows you wont get the hint unless he asks you, but its nice to have you around like this even so

when he does eventually ask, which may be months after he realizes, he makes things hearty and slow paced, maybe its to make sure you get what hes asking, or maybe its judt because thats how hes loved to soend his time with you

either way, his emotions are overjoyed when yiu say yes, and he smiles warmly as you recount all the thjngs he did for you and how you mayve missed the mark a few times

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oh my god im so sorry sbout not answering requests in timely manners n shit, ive been a little busier than usual, but ill make it up🫶🫶 this is my apology for being so late😭

requests r open, masterlist is up!!

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crybabyhearts · 5 months

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;; @oberonnie ♠ @hulizi ♠ @parumnimiumque ♠ @roosterust ♠ @voltgeist

woo wee woo would ya look at you lot!! i was sorta waitin for a bigger bang a eyes ta welcome ta my personalized Hell show, but fives just gonna hafta do it!

i mean its booooring waitin for people ta come linin up at your shiny and bright lookin mobile display wantin ta talk small!!

like seriously borin.

so you gaggle a fun get ta be phase one a this new trial im settin up! its called "socializin with the multiverse" which i imagine probably gets a lil confusin, what with all the anime runnin around! L O L

anyway, im mad! or mads! formally madeleine (but thats more a board room classic than a friendly chat bitch) im a livin nightmare (literally!) an i love makin cash an helpin people invest in their own sorry ass!

tell me about yourselves! 🎉

#soundboard #crybabyhearts #oberonnie #hulizi #parumnimiumque #roosterust #voltgeist

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penguin--rat · 7 months

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woo!! more of them!! im rotating this au around in my mind SO much you don't even know

i'm not sure if i'm happy with the character assignments - katya definetely has changeling vibes, and, sergei sorta fits the haruspex !! but i wasn't at all sure who i was gonna assign to be the bachelor. but, yura sorta fits, plus he's the protag of pafl, and, he Is the prickly prick that will bury us all!!

i was actually thinking sooo much about character assignments i made this lol

i was out of it when making it .. forgive me for my inaccuracies .. if i could redo it, i would, and i Can, but, i dont want to. since ive already assigned them chars.

more about bachelor!yura: he's not a full bachelor in this au, really. he's studying to become one !! like daniil, he's interested in Immortality and all that jazz. part of thanatica, but didn't create it. somewhat of a prodigy, sorta.. he's sent out to town on gorkhon only to interview isidor, nothing more. the plague still happens though, and, even though yura's not a certified doctor, he's better suited for dealing with it than most of the town. he's much more laid back than daniil, also. a bit snarky hehe. he Knows that the plague is dangerous, and that he might die, of all his terrible circumstances. he still tries to make the vaccine. he's not nice by any means, no, but he does try to maintain a 'chill' vibe. he is not always sucessfull.. but, that's life for ya!

haruspex!sergei .. i have not thought about him much yet, to be honest. i was certain i'd make him take the bachelorelors role at one point. i also got the idea of having sergei and yura Both take the bachelor's lore! yura as sergei's understudy, following him around. honestly i do like this idea still, but, i'm gonna be fully honest - i didn't wanna make a design for understudy yura. yea i could have just like, modified sergeis a bit. but i didnt wanna ‼️

haruspex's role also underwent some thinking. at first, i thought that olya fit - she does! she fits well! but also i like sergei's unwillingless to think about his emotions for even one second and i thought that was neat. when i was thinking over bachelor!sergei, i thought that haruspex!dmitry would be neat and also funny. imagine sergei coming to this town to interrogate The Great and Immortal tatiana temnova. but she dies. and then a plague breaks out and his only 'colleagues' are these two kids that fucking hate him. cool dynamics

speaking of dynamics! thats a big part as to why i had a hard time choosing characters for the roles! if i had made olya take on haruspex's role, bachelor!yura wouldnt really work, i think, not to the extent that i'd like it to. bachelor!sergei Could have worked, but i don't think there'd be enough conflict, really.. i think they'd have a much easier time working together than with yura.

i've never doubted katyas role, though. she's perfect. she detests trickery. but if we ourselves are to suffer deception. then our hands are no longer tied. her character is about what you'd expect. she stays silly throughout it all. . i dont actually know That Much about the changeling's route. but i like her:) and i like katya. so. that's what ya get!

#pafl #parties are for losers #pathologic #i dont know if my words are coherent at all.. apologies if you find my speech strange or absurd or whatever #fanart #pafl au #pafl yura #pafl sergei #pafl katya #paflogic

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the-mostdiabolik-of-lovers · 7 months

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(tw nsfw) Hey Ayato.. remember how you said something about how "pussy tastes better when its got a diploma"? well, proud to tell ya I got my masters degree. Come here and taste it, tell me the differance~ (YES THATS FROM MONTHS AGO, I STILL REMEMBER IT.)

// OMGGG- Did I truly write that as a react? Hell yeah :3 Congrats on your degree, woo!!

Ayato: Heh, I'll be the judge of that. C'mon and gimme a taste!

#diabolik lovers #dialovers collection #the-most-diabolik-of-lovers #ask #react #anon #ayato sakamaki #sakamaki ayato

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askfairyromano · 2 months

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oooh so you come from a long line of flirts, huh? i cant say that i envy you. i can tolerate a lot, but watching my own grandpa woo women left and right would probably send me over the metaphorical edge. are you any good at it, or do you enjoy it? im sure flirting can come in handy at de-escalating some situations, maybe even helping with diplomacy a bit. and youre definitely lovely enough that it would work easily! i wont pretend like i understand anything youve been through, but i do know that its the most important to find joy when you have demons to face. you need something to hold onto on the days when it feels hard, something grounding and steady that you cant find in another person, only yourself, ya know? you are your own closest friend, its important to cultivate and maintain that relationship as much as it is the ones around you. everyone else can change and grow and leave, but you are you for the rest of your life, so its important to have that comfort and love within yourself. make your body a home or however the phrase goes, ya know? as for the eggs! what? are you neerrrrrvoous~? theyre not dragons or anything, they dont bite. i mean they will eventually, but they dont now. theyre just swans, or, ya know, they will be swans. maybe. they should be swans, if the breeder is to be believed. but who knows! lots of shady businesses popping up. guess youll just have to keep them incubated to find out!

(ghjkjh honestly i didnt even consider the idea until you said pigeon eggs lmao. tbh i had no actual plan for them, i just saw the emoji and i was like huh? phones have egg emojis? sure why not lets send that and see where it goes. tbh my plan for them was either toucans or swans, both bc theyre such absurdly fascinated birds that can be such assholes, and having them sitting at romanos side like some weird guard dog makes me giggle. i hope thats okay, really theyre just for fun, so you can play with the idea as much as you want. congrats on passing your exams btw!!! thats amazing!! you must be so relieved!! you deserved the celebration, im so happy for you!!!!)

#I'm gonna see if I can managae to draw birds lmao #my expertise lies... somewhere else I'll say lol #hetalia fairy au #art #hetalia south italy #hws south italy #hetalia romano #hws romano #aph romano #aph south italy #ask answered #hetalia #hws

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tojimeatr1der · 10 months

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Why is he so close to you.

— Jealous bully scara x gn reader woo! —

Synopsis: He likes you and doesn’t wanna share, But he bullies you since it gets your attention.

Orange bold - Tartaglia / Childe / Ajax (man why does he have so many names istg)

Purple bold - Scaramouche

TW: Childe balding <3

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Scaramouche, your evil classmate who loves and I MEAN LOVES. Bullying you, teasing you and making you suffer.

You really needed a break from this stupid idiot.

One day, you were walking to your class.. Humming and walking peacefully until you saw the short, indigo-haired gremlin..

“Hey dumbo, Where ya going huh?” He said while smirking.. Ugh that stupid smirk of his always pisses you off.

You rolled your eyes and ignored him, making scaramouche a bit confused since you always fought back..

“I’m talking to you idiot, what are you, deaf?!” He replied to your ‘rude’ behaviour as he grabbed your shoulder harshly to make you look at him.

But you just slapped his hand off and walked away.. This isn’t what he expected at all.

“Whatever, i don’t need you anyways idiot!!” He yelled while huffing.. the truth is, he really needed your attention.. he craved for your attention all of the time even tho he doesn’t show it.

He’s just a tsundere in short, he loves it when you gave him attention. Even the slightest bit of your attention could make his heart go doki-doki.

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Your class ended and it was now free hours, since it was free hours.. You decided to go have some fun with your friend, Childe. (don’t come at me i love childe🥹)

And there you were, at the school garden talking and laughing with Childe. That was until you spotted grimace looking gremlin from afar.. “Tsk, why are they always so close with that idiot of a ginger.” He thought with his arms crossed and his body leaning on a tree.

You ignore him and continue laughing and talking with Childe, you were having a good time with him to be honest..

A few minutes passed before someone familiar grabs your hand and pulls you closer to him.. You recognize the voice and it was.. “Back off Tartaglia.” It was the gremlin.

“What the fuck Scaramouche?!!” You yelled as you look at scaramouche..

“Well well well, if it isn’t the short little gremlin, stop acting so possessive over them. You two aren’t even together!~” Childe laughed while trying to take your hand away from Scaramouche.

But he wrapped his arms around your waist while looking at Childe with a glare “Shut up ginger, they’re mine and only mine.” He said in a jealous tone before tightening his grip on your waist.. But not to tight to hurt you.

Childe laughed again and scoffs “You think you have a chance with Y/N? What a joke!” “And you think you have a chance? Not so fast shithead.” And they started bickering for several minutes..

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You stay quiet in scaramouche’s arms, feeling a bit comfortable and cozy in it.. What if you liked him? No! Thats impossible.. he’s your bully.. Your supposed to hate him right?..

“Don’t talk when you cut your hair by using a bowl.” “Oh yeah? don’t talk shit about my haircut when your near to getting bald stupid” ”H-How do you k- i mean— i am not balding!!?” “Mhm, i totally believe that Tartaglia, oh look! hair is already falling out of your stinky scalp.”

It was quite entertaining to watch and listen to them fight over some things, you almost letted out a laugh at scaramouche’s comment..

“I- you!- ugh! Whatever.” Childe leaves, leaving you two alone. ^wink wink^ “I gotta say scara, your pretty amusing.” You softly say while looking down at him.. “I know, and.. i like you Y/N.” “WHAT?!” “Heh, sorry for not telling you sooner.. But i do like you.. no.. Love you.” “Hmph, so you bullied me just for this? You really are an idiot are you?”

“Shut up stupid.. Can i court you?..” He looks at you with adorable, hopeful puppy eyes while blushing intensely..

You think for a moment before saying in a flustered tone “Fine.. Stinky.”

His eyes light up while his face turns red, scoffing as he replied in a slight flushed tone.

“I’m not stinky! And.. I’ll take you out to dinner tonight.”

“Hehe, alright~ What time?”

“7 pm, don’t be late okay?”

“I got you, scaraboobs.”

#genshin impact x reader #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact #jealousy #fanfic #childe #balding #I GOT SCARA AT 81 PITY

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