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#Danny Phantom x male reader
supercap2319 · 7 months
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"I think I might have been hit harder than I thought, but I swear I'm seeing double Peter Parkers. Except, this one has snow white hair and glowing green eyes." Y/N looks at Peter, who looks at the other Peter.
"Actually, Y/N. This is Danny Phantom. He's from another universe. He just happens to look like me." Peter said.
"What does the Phantom part mean?"
"I have ghost powers. I can walk through walls, disappear and fly." Danny explained.
"Makes you much more unique than the other guys." Y/N teased.
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ectoplasmic-entity · 9 months
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Yooooo, I just wanna ask if I can get a Dan x Reader! But add some smut on the side 😎 (it can be any scenario lmao)
Here ya go, anon! I decided to try out a scenario involving quick sex.
I hope you don't mind that I decided to write a male reader, I haven't written that yet .3.
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Genre: Smut
Rating: Explicit (MINORS DNI)
Content Warnings: Short but heavy kissing sequence, a bit of foreplay, semi-public sex, semi-clothed sex, quick sex
Words: 3k+
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Time moves too slowly for you. Stiff, wooden chairs, you decide, aren’t good for you. To the point you’d rather sit on someone’s lap than feel your butt go numb. You shift around anxiously in your seat. It’s not that you have any physical or medical ailments. Frustration boils in your gut and impatience sways your mindset.
The meeting was supposed to have begun by now. It seems, though, that the other members are taking their sweet time to arrive.
Genuinely, you wish you aren’t here right now. You’d rather be back home with your partner and get up in whatever shenanigans he causes. Or just have some time to yourselves without interruption.
Your arms fold down on the table, you lean forward. The empty, dim lit room looms over you. A sense of isolation washes over you. Antique furniture sits all around you, their creeping silence deafens you. The longer you stare at them, the more you almost expect the furniture to spring to life just to take away the emptiness.
Your insides twist with the discomfort of longing. Your heart drums in your chest, and you feel goosebumps tingle on your skin. You press your legs together, and your skin continues to tingle with phantom touches that you are familiar with, yet it seems so far away.
A sharp inhale and a slow exhalation. You shiver with a much deeper sense of longing.
You rest your head on your arms, try to relax. Likewise, you close your eyes to stave off the crushing isolation. Focus on calming yourself on the inside. Another deep inhale.
The empty conference room’s bare, dull colours seem persistent on making sure you know you’re alone. The walls stand above you, it stretches up and up. The ceiling at one point seems far away, and you get dizzy looking at it. Then it suddenly appears closer, and you can’t help feel the nauseating claustrophobia it brings.
Without realizing it, you stand straight up, the chair clatters behind you. Your mind wanders far away, the thrum of your heart leads you to what you desire the most. Right into the arms of your partner, whose presence is as ominous as it is powerful.
Your skin tingles.
His name on the tip of your tongue. “Dan…”
You look right up ahead, your eyes glance around in suspicion. You’re almost certain you can feel the walls watching.
If no one’s coming, not even a single one of them…then you don’t need to be here. You’re just wasting your time.
A grin appears on your face, it tightly pulls your facial muscles with internal excitement. You scoot past the elongated table and make a brisk walk for the doors. There is a small skip in your step as you get closer.
Footsteps echo off, getting quieter and quieter. As though it affirms that you’re free to go. Hand around the brass knob, an antiquated squeak emits as you turn it.
You jolt in shock when a pair of arms wrap around your waist. A deep, low voice speaks in your ear.
“What’s my favourite human doing?”
Your heart races. You involuntarily shiver and exhale slowly.
Tentatively, you guide your hand behind you. It feels something of a curve and how it feels particularly muscular. The drum of your heart gradually thunders in anticipation. A warmth swells in your chest.
The name balances on your tongue, though you don’t say it because you already know who it is.
“What are you doing here?” You ask in exasperation.
There is a deep sigh of contention. The arms unwrap and pull away from you, allowing you to turn on the spot. You press yourself against the doors once you're face to face with him.
Muscular arms in a fold and a neutral expression on Dan’s face. You suck in your cheeks on the inside of your mouth. You honestly do consider yourself a lucky man to have someone like Dan, it’s not often a guy has a handsome ghost standing over him.
“Dan, how did you get in?” You ask again, with not as much exasperation.
“Isn’t it obvious? The door was open,” Dan says, he points past you.
Your mouth hangs open for a moment before you close it. A huff of amusement and resignation emits from your throat. You shake your head playfully.
A mischievous grin spread across Dan’s face. Dan leans in close to you, your faces only inches apart. There is a quiet thump as one of his hands presses against the door to hold it shut. Your body jitters and a tingle touches down your spine that causes you to arch your back a bit.
“What are you thinking about?” You ask quietly.
“You,” Dan responds.
His other hand comes up to your face and gently takes hold of it. Your lips twitch, but you don’t say anything, your focus fixates on the sudden surge of emotions bursting from your nerves. Your heart accelerates in return.
Two sturdy fingers strokes and caress your cheekbone and jawline. Dan watches with a certain kind of affection as your expression relaxes and close your eyes at the gentle touches.
Seeing your vulnerability has exhilaration course through Dan. Like fire in his ectoblood. He leans in closer and before either of you know it, your lips meet. It’s an intoxicating mix of passion and frustration.
“Mm…” you twist your body and warmth rushes up your face. You lean deeper into the kiss.
Dan breathes heavily, tasting every bit of you he can get. His ghost core picks up the pace, a surge of energy shoots through him. A lustful haze fills his mind, your soft and warm skin feels like an acid that slowly eats away at him. 
How Dan wishes he could sweep you right off your feet and ravish you.
You pant softly and your body quivers. Adrenaline fills you with every kiss from Dan. It’s like a lightning rod that touches every part of you, your heart works harder and harder. The blood pounds in your ears and waves of heat wash over you.
You tense up. A hand slowly slides down between your legs, making you quiver violently. Your heart races and your mind is suddenly crystal clear.
“Dan,” you say softly between the kisses, “Dan, please, not here.”
The kiss breaks when Dan pulls away with a confused expression. He takes his hand away as well, fingers flexing.
“I thought you missed me?” He retorts with a smug smile.
“This isn’t the place,” you say a little snappily. “Let’s go-”
“Why not?” Dan stops you, his face softens a bit. “It’s just the two of us.”
Your cheeks burn with embarrassment at the thought.
“Someone could walk in on us!”
“Then it’ll be a quick one, alright?” Dan leans toward you again. Both of his hands are flat on the doors. “When we get home, I’ll ravish you all you like.”
While your mind protests against the notion, the overwhelming desire and emotion in your heart overrides the rationale. You steady your breathing. To be frank, Dan has been on your mind all day. Your heart thumps loudly, as though it agrees.
You look up at Dan and wrap your arms around his neck. “It’d better be quick.”
“If you grabbing my ass is anything to go by, I’d say you were waiting to fuck me.” Dan wraps one arm around you and pulls you close to his body.
You feel the stinging prick of his nails digging into you.
Your breath shudders, you lower one of your hands and place it on Dan’s chest. Elation churns inside you, a hot urging sensation floods every inch of your body.
“M-maybe…” You utter out, your eyes cast downward. A single finger traces the outline of the DP emblem. Dan’s tone chest rises up and down with your motions.
“Just focus on me, love,” Dan says in a low voice. “I’ll make you feel good in no time.”
Your hands reflexively tighten, and you press closer to Dan. His ghostly aura flares with emotion and his body radiates warmth which you bask in as much as possible. You push yourself against him some more.
You jump a little when you feel pressure on your groin. One glance down, a gentle squeeze from Dan forces a small gasp out of you. Your heart beats violently in your chest and your legs quiver.
Another, tighter squeeze.
Blood rushing through you brings forth yet another wave of warmth. Your face blazes with desire, and it works its way down. Your muscles twitch in anticipation, and you press your legs together shyly, a tight and warm sensation swells up.
“Mmm…” Dan hums softly. “Aren’t you excited.”
He loosens his grip and presses his palm against your groin. You tense and squirm around under his touch. Grinning, Dan slowly moves his hand up and down. Almost immediately, a lurch of pleasure from you greets him.
You press your back against Dan’s arm and the door, your body twists with the tingles of pleasure. Your limbs twitch as if a switch inside you turns on. A tight, warm, and straining sensation forms in your pants. You thrust your pelvis forward with shaky gasps.
Dan continues to rub you, relishing in the soft, moaning sounds you make. Every so often, Dan digs his fingers in deeper between your legs. He feels you gradually harden in stimulus, to a point there is a visible bulge.
Smiling slyly, Dan rubs faster. The fabric of his glove creates friction with the fabric of your pants.
You arch your body; a sweltering buzz numbs your lower body. You shove yourself into Dan’s hand, your knees buckle with an intense feeling that goes through them. 
You cling onto his muscular body with the silent plea to keep going.
Dan’s hand rubs and presses harder and harder on your crotch. His fingers methodically stroke the curve of your member, oh so lovingly hitting all the right spots. Zaps of pleasure causes you to heave your body, you feel your throat is full of emotion and yet you can’t expel it all at once.
The tightness in your pants goes from a mild discomfort to your member wanting to escape the confines. The bulge is more visible than ever, hard and erect. Dan lets you go and presses his lower body against yours.
You whimper quietly and shiver. “P-please…hurry…”
“What was that? I can’t hear you.” Dan lightly teases.
He places his hands on your sides – you quiver in response – and slowly slides them down. They touch down the curves of your body, feeling you up through your clothes. Sharp nails lightly trail along, leaving a stinging, nerve busting sensation in their wake.
The hands stop at your pants. You shift around in uncertainty.
You become still as the tightness in your pants loosens, a blush makes its way across your face as your member twitches up. You feel the sharp nails trailing on your sensitive skin. Cool air hits you as the fabric falls down to your feet.
You shiver violently, one because of relief that your length is free, and throbs for the attention you desire so. The second is that you’re now half naked in front of Dan, in a semi-public space no less. Your body seems to go weak with ecstasy, your muscles rapidly clench and unclench, and you expel quick, shaky breaths.
You jerk back in surprise when Dan pushes his groin against your bare half. You can’t help shudder in delight with Dan’s bulge rubbing the underside of your shaft. All your ‘pressure’ points are tense and tingle intensely.
“Was there something you wanted to say?” Dan asks, his hand holds your chin and firmly tilts your head up.
He slowly presses himself harder against you, your blood pounds through your veins.
“…me,” you mumble out unintelligibly and shyly.
“I can’t hear you.” Dan leans in close to your ear.
“Fuck me.” You breathe out heavily, beads of sweat begin to form on your face. “Please…fuck me.”
A pair of strong hands grip your bare butt, squeezing it. You press your legs together in embarrassment.
“I’m so glad you asked,” Dan says with a wide, fanged grin.
He takes one hand to his belt and quickly undoes it, it falls away with a quiet click. There is a quiet grunt from Dan as he works to undo his pants. He unknowingly thrusts himself outwards, and you get a glimpse of a very visible bulge. You swallow thickly.
The gulp turns into a deep, biting inhale to hold back a small sound that attempts to escape your throat. Dan’s thick, throbbing member emerges from his pants. You stare silently as he stands up straight and looms over you. Dan has a lustful gaze in his deep red eyes as he looks over you.
“I hope you’re ready to take me in,” Dan says in a low, husky voice.
It reaches deep into your mind, your heart thumps loudly. You wordlessly nod as he picks you up.
Before you know it, the two of you are on one of the chairs around the table. Dan is on the chair itself while you settle on his lap. He has you turn around and face away from him, he nuzzles into the crook of your neck.
Dan immediately grabs your thighs in a firm grip, he positions his member directly under you so that it seems like you’re sitting on top of it. It rubs up with yours, your insides clench in delight at the contact.
Then you find yourself unable to move around. You feel a tug on your thighs, a glance down, and you squirm in embarrassment. Dan pulls your thighs wide apart so that you’re completely exposed.
You breathe heavily, your chest expands and deflates.
You freeze up as you feel Dan position himself under you, his member slowly slips in but stops just before your hole. The tip barely touches the tender flesh.
“Relax,” Dan says soothingly, enunciating with a deeper tone. “Ready?”
You breathe shakily and nod. A wave of emotions swirls up in you, from your gut all the way up to your throat.
You tense up, legs stiff and quivery as a thick and warm mass slides inside you. Then you jerk in response, discomfort lightly tingles through you.
Dan groans softly as he eases himself into you. Your warmth clenching around him becomes a point of fixation. He inhales deeply, the intoxicating taste of euphoria floods him. Every breath seems like Dan is slipping deeper and deeper into you, earnestly taking you all at once.
In and out.
Your nerves explode with sensations and emotions that you can’t describe. There is no way to do so, all you know is that they seep deep within you. Something that unlocks your innate wants and desires and makes your heart dance.
You lightly bounce up and down with every thrust, twisting your body to feel the thrusts hit home deeper and deeper. You fall back against Dan’s body, you heave a breath of euphoria. Your legs jitter uncontrollably and a rush of blood pounds your throat.
Dan pulls you closer and tightly to him, he lifts your legs up high and at an angle. You have little choice but to awkwardly dangle there, though you barely notice since a hot, lustful haze fills your head.
Jutting into your body, Dan feels you tense around him. He grits his teeth with a soft groan. Every little sound he makes seems to expand more and more energy. Shivers tease his muscles into clenching and twitching.
Thrusting faster and harder, the hot, tight sensation around him, and the sound of your whimpers dissolving into quiet cries of pleasure.
All of it feels so good. So right. A dizzying sensation hits the both of you.
Heat blazes on Dan’s face, he bares his fangs as he forcefully thrusts upwards. Lightning shoots through his body in a numbing buzz. Dan’s member throbs and twitches deep inside you.
You grunt at the sudden force of Dan’s thrusts, a fireball that explodes inside of you. You suck in your gut. You bite back a cry, it jolts you. An overwhelming sense of numb and heat washes over you.
You stiffen, pants huff out of you. You arch your body, quivering. One of your arms wraps over Dan’s arm to hang on to him for support. A wet warmth pools under you, you twist away from it, but it sticks to you.
Dan slows the thrusting, you hear him mumble something and then grunt a bit loudly.
A pleasurable sting explodes in your lower body.
Panting hotly, Dan shifts around and repositions himself on the spot. His length twitches and throbs to the point of discomfort. Dan groans and jerks forward to ease the feeling.
He twitches violently.
Warmth erupts inside you. You sit up straight with a loud moan as you feel a sticky liquid fill you up on the inside. You try to close your legs, Dan prevents you from doing so.
Dan grunts in relief. He focuses on the wetness dripping from him, leaking from you as you sit stiffly on top of him. Dan’s ghost core thuds and a tingle crawls up his spine. He leans forward, easing himself deeper into the sticky mess.
You sit there in silence; your brain numbs and your face flushes all over. A liquid warmth settles deep within you. You swallow thickly and deeply, your insides and muscles churn and twitch in zeal.
“That…” Dan starts out slowly to break the silence. “Could’ve been better.”
You barely turn to pin him with a look.
Before Dan can respond, a faint bang interrupts him. The two of you perk up, wondering what it could be. Voices are heard chattering away loudly, it carries imminent alert.
You squirm around in panic. “What if someone sees us!?”
“Let them come,” Dan states with a sly smile, the blush on his face didn’t exactly fade away.
You levy panicking looks between Dan and the doors that were sure to burst open any moment. You don’t like how calm he is.
Then, just as the double doors burst open, Dan grabs you closer. Even before the first footsteps into the conference room, the two of you vanish into thin air. As if you were never there at all.
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funny-bat-fruitloop · 28 days
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I'm making a Vlad/Reader for the depraved, except I'm doing this to practice realistic relationships while keeping the humor and dialogue as close to canon as possible. . Chapter 1 has been released, I'm planning to add more. posting fanfic here as well.
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You were the outsider of your college group. Maddie studied biochemistry, her and Jack both studied mechanical engineering together, Vlad studied both alongside Maddie, and you? You simply studied computer science.
Sure, you later studied robotics and delved more into artificial intelligence, but at the time you were falling behind the trio. What makes matters worse is that you were in love with Vlad. He was too busy being in love with Maddie. Maddie and Jack were too busy with their Science.
You used to be closer during your first years. Then you drifted apart from the group.
Or the group drifted apart from you. But you phrased it the other way to feel better about yourself.
At least Maddie was nice. But it turned out that Maddie had a crush on you. You softly turned her down and told her you did not swing that way. She understood, and Vlad was elated that she stopped focusing on you.
She was surprisingly supportive, though, so she starts being more casual with her physical affections—she leaned against you and gave you hugs, at most, but never kisses of any type. Vlad glared at you every time.
You couldn’t handle Vlad’s glare towards you. You just couldn’t. You were so madly in love with him.
This wasn’t what you wanted for college. You wanted to thrive with less drama, not thrive in the drama of a love square. So you decided to turn it into a love triangle.
How? With distance.
You start making excuses about why you couldn’t hang out with them anymore. Maddie seemed pretty sad that you were becoming distant, and urged you to hang out with them more. Jack gave you puppy eyes, because it turns out that he enjoyed your dry wit and casual gifts—both clothing and food that you made.
Vlad looked...conflicted. As if as he did not know what to do with the slowly growing empty space. Every look he gave you after the start of you leaving seemed like he was having conflicts inside his mind.
But he did nothing. So you continued on with your life.
That was the start of your isolation.
You were pretty depressed now that you did not have anyone to accompany you. For the first few months of your departure from the group, people did not bother to include you in their friend groups due to your relationship with the “resident weirdos”.
You got into a robotics class and was forced to group with 2 other nerds, Gabin and Feen. It turns out, they were gay too. Dating, even.
Then the three of you started becoming closer in a platonic way. You were included in every conversation, arguments, and acted as a mediator for their spats which end up being resolved amongst the three of you.
Until the couple mutually broke up. You were devastated at the news, but it turns out all three of you were better as friends. Gabin turned out to be Bi and married a tall country Bisexual girl, and Feen turned out to be poly and married a few other people.
Even when the friend group grew larger, the three of you kept each other on your toes as you challenged each other to make robots. At some point, you made a lion-sized guard dog that read any sort of unique identification, like a treasured object, and chased intruders out of your home.
You gave this machine to a marketing professor as a joke. It ended up saving his life, which you did not intend to do at all (the machine dog was purposefully made with weak scraps for a chance for the victim to escape, in case it went haywire.) He was so grateful that he got you hired into a major tech company—Wayne Enterprises.
You got an award for it. Something close to a Nobel Prize. You’re pretty sure you were dragged out of the house with a blindfold, and were dropped onto the stage to receive the award. Or maybe you had too much coffee and dissociated the entire time.
Who knows. Photos of you taking your award in smudged eyeliner with a baffled expression became viral years down the line.
Gabin’s girlfriend also went out of the way to teach you “spellcraft”, which you thought was cool. She said that she could sense your “powerful bloodline”, and you entertained her by learning the basics.
You thought it was fun. Until a forced family reunion made you realize that Gabin’s girlfriend was absolutely not joking. Not fun.
Then it was your last year of college. You were forced to take a semester off due to the consequences of that disastrous family reunion. That year, you were having the time of your life while suffering with your thesis and OJT’s.
You almost missed the news of Vlad’s unfortunate accident. When you heard about what happened, your heart dropped to your feet.
Yes, you were trying to get over Vlad, but he did not deserve to almost die. You tried to visit him in the hospital but the nurses pushed you away. He needed something, anything, even if it is just to cheer him up.
You left some tupperware full of menudo and coconut milk pumpkin soup for the nurses to feed him. Nobody bothered to tell you that he left the hospital. He probably did not know that you cooked a large meal for him.
So you continued on with your life. You tried to reach Vlad a few times when you saw him back on the campus hallways, but he seemed too focused on...something. You did not want to bother him.
Life went on, and you managed to graduate in time. For your next couple of years, you worked as a robotics engineer for some more companies. Then you started a company with your friends several years down the line. You sold some patents, kept some patents, and you lived a comfortable life with enough money to support yourself, your needs, and your leisures.
You never got into a relationship, because you never tried. You were too afraid to be hurt.
Vlad Masters simply became Masters. He swindled, scammed, and stole with his newfound powers to become a billionaire. He’s seen some of your inventions sometimes, but what you made never really interested him.
Or rather, he was still conflicted at the thought of you.
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You were dared by one of your socialite friends to post photos of your outfit before your flight to Illinois, and announce your arrival on your barely active social media. You’ve always loved the gothic aesthetic and mastered your outfits throughout the years—though you slowly shifted your outfits to be more modern while retaining the aesthetic.
For some god damned reason, you got a somewhat larger following than you thought—more than 10,000 people were interested in your life. You mostly posted your projects, but your outfits got more attention.
The youth kept calling you “DILF” along with other unholy comments, no matter how much you tried to discourage them. They seemed to flock to your socmed ever since that photo of you receiving your awards became viral. They also kept calling you “pookie bear”, whatever that meant.
You tried to restrict comments, but a few of your friends kept disabling the restrictions. They enjoyed your suffering.
You were beyond your 40’s, sipping a cappuccino as you left the airport while holding your luggage in the other hand. Suddenly, a notification popped up in your phone. The sound from your phone indicated that it was a text message, and not another weird ass comment that required you to say “aren’t you disappointing your parents with these DILF comments?”
Your leg hooked around your luggage as you pick your phone up from your pants with one hand. It’s a message from...Jack Fenton?
0xxx-xxxx-xxxx: Hey Bucko! Remember me? Jack Fenton? Heard you were in Illinois! Do you mind meeting at our place in Amity Park and meet Maddie and I like old times? :-D
Oh shit. It’s your old college friends.
You cringed a little as you remembered the way you ghosted the first two people who were decent towards you. Sure, you had your reasons, but it wasn’t fair to them. You checked the rest of your schedule on your phone and find that you still have free time to spare. A quick google search about the town, and you found that your convention is just at the town next to Amity.
So you made your decision and decided to make this up, let bygones be bygones.
You: Sure! Give me the address and I’ll meet you there!
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gravehatesyou · 2 years
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Welp I wanna write a x male or female fan fic but idk with who or what show so I’m gonna leave some suggestions of shows and you pick who from which show ig also they can be with other males no need for it to not be lgbtq+ 🤷‍♀️ and I will maybe make a better version of this with requests rules and other things afterwards so this will be more understandable 😪
•the thundermans (bc I barely see any)
•the flash
•mcu
•Henry danger
•mlb
•the owl house
•amphibia
•danny phantom (bc why not)
•adventure time (my friend said to so 🤷‍♀️)
•victorious
•my babysitters a vampire (do ppl still even watch this 😭)
•Wednesday
•lab rats
Yeah that’s all I can think of for now so bye bye :]
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tadashisdisaster · 1 year
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┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ Master List 📁📎
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‗ ❍ Haikyuu 🩹
Miya Osamu X reader Osamu closes his Onigiri shop with you…(this contains smut)
Feelers - Haikyuu men X reader They just love you so much…. (This contains heavy smut)
Dad Suna Rintaro X reader Doesn’t hurt to have a kid or 2…? (This contains fluff & mild smut)
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‗ ❍ Random head cannons ⭐️
Mornings Spend the morning with your favorite person (this contains fluff + pet names)
Tiny Town Go Christmas shopping with your s/o… (this contains fluff)
Golden Hour Xavier Thrope X reader Golden hour is Xavier’s favorite time of day, especially now, the light coming through the window made the sweat on your chest sparkle… (this contains smut)
Name calling in bed. Favorite character/male k-pop bias x reader The title says it all….(this contains smut)
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‗ ❍ Jujitsu Kaisen 🦖
Roommate Gojo Satoru X Reader Does your roommate really annoy you that much? (This contains smut)
Roomate Gojo Satoru X reader Can we really be like this? What do we even call… us? (This contains smut)
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‗ ❍ Series 🛹
WIP Danny phantom. exe X reader Who were you trying to impress with that mini skirt of yours? (This contains smut)
Birlap Arny X reader I like you. I’ve liked you for a really long time… do you feel the same? (This contains fluff, smut, alcohol consumption)
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‗ ❍ Skz - Stray Kids 🍔
8 letters - Han Jisung x reader Late night studying is causing a lot of stress for the both of you… (this contains smut)
Dancing in the Dark - Christopher Chahn Bahng (Bangchan) X reader It’s been too long. I missed you so much… (this contains heavy smut)
Getting Caught- Felix & Hyunjin X reader Lock your doors next time, you don’t want an extra set of eyes watching you guys fuck… (this contains heavy smut)
Dad Time - Bang Chan & Lee Know X reader These boys as dads. This makes you wanna cry… (This contains tooth rotting fluff)
Sing to You - Hwang Hyunjin X reader Hyunjin loves Art, your voice and you on his table where you and him can make an art piece together… (This contains smut)
Hesitations - Hwang Hyunjin X thick curvy reader He loves all your curves, especially dat ass… (This contains smut)
My Princess - Hwang Hyunjin X reader Let him take care of you. You are his princess after all…(this contains heavy smut)
Little Cotten Tail - Seungmin X Hybrid (bunny) reader He wants mini hybrid bunnies. A couple of rounds or 2 will suffice…(this contains heavy smut)
Sweet thing - Bang chan x reader Make up sex with daddy Chan…(this contains smut)
Baby - Jeongin x reader Eating you out under the table during a live…(this contains smut)
I’m sorry I love you…-Any Stray Kids member x reader He loves you but you don’t love him back…(this contains angst)
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© Tadashisdisaster 2020/2023 ~ Please do not copy or use any of my posted work. Anyone caught doing so will be blocked and or reported depending on the act.
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wolfman-moony · 1 year
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 Fanfic requests open!
My requests for stories are open!!
I’ll write any character on this list x male reader, non-binary reader, gender neutral reader, gender fluid reader, any specific pronouns you request I’ll do.
My rules on what type of stories I will, and will not right↓
Fandom and characters I’ll write for!
~Harry potter~
Draco Malfoy
Blaze Zebini
Viktor Krum
George Weasley
Bill/William Weasley
Neville Longbottom
Cedric Diggory
~Stranger Things~
Eddie Munson
Steve Harrington
Gareth Emerson
Billy Hargrove
Nancy Wheeler
~Julie and the phantoms~
Alex Mercer (i’ll only write male reader for him)
Reggie Peters
Luke Patterson
Willie
Nick
~Descendants~
Harry Hook
Gil LeGume
Carlos De Vil
Jay
~The 100~
(Note: I’ve only watched the first two seasons of the 100 so far)
Jasper Jordan
Monty Green
John Murphy
~D & D Honor among thieves~
Doric
Simon Aumar
~The school for good and evil movie~
Hort Hook
Hester
~Z nation~
10K
Sarge/Lilly Madison Mueller
~Okja~
Silver
Blonde
~Words on the bathroom wall~
Joaquin
~Diary of a wimpy kid~
Rodrick Heffley
~The Entitled~
Dean Taylor
~The Santa clause movies~
Bernard the head elf
~Evil Dead Rise~
Danny
~Matthew Lillard Characters~ 
Tim LaFlour
Stu Macher
Shaggy Rogers
Stevo
Emmanuel "Cereal Killer" Goldstein
William Afton
Brock Hudson
Roger Sperling
And most any other character Me has played as long as I know the character 
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allzelemonz · 4 years
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NSFW Alphabet: Vlad Masters
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Pronouns: None mentioned Physical Sex: Either, wording is neutral Rating: M/Smut Warnings: Sex, cum, biting, praise, oral, ghost sex
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
He’s always ready to cuddle. No work or anything is to be done until he knows you’re well taken care of.
B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)
Your eyes are always his favorite, both in and out of the bedroom. He finds eye contact to be extremely sexy.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)
He has this thing about cuming in his ghost form. He doesn’t do it often but he gets off on it more than just cuming as a human.
D = Dirty secret (A dirty secret of theirs)
He loves leaving marks from his fangs while in his ghost form. He prefers them over hickeys or things like that. Just the feeling of his fangs makes you shiver in all the right ways.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
In all of his attempts to get over Maddie he has gained some experience. Now that he has you, he can put it to good use.
F = Favorite position (This goes without saying)
He’s traditional. All about that eye contact.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious at the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)
Very serious and romantic.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He is quite the gentleman. He keeps himself very well groomed, but his hair down there still retains some of his original hair color. In his ghost form he is hairless.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He’s all about praise and whispering sweet nothings and he fucks you.
J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)
He doesn’t really. He thinks it’s unbecoming of him, especially when he has you to look forward to.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
He’s had you wear a Packers helmet before. That time was a bit of a hate fuck because of how mad he is at the city of Green Bay.
L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
His lab is second to no other. He loves when you come down to give him a break from work and he ends of fucking you on the lab table or against the portal.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Seeing you handle his ghostly henchmen and giving them orders. Any time you’re in a position of power really. He also feels the need to cling to you whenever Jack is around.
N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He wouldn’t do sex in public. He has an image to uphold after all.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves giving while in ghost form. Mostly because his tongue is longer and forked. There's a lot he can do with that.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough or slow and sensual? etc.)
Slower with a buildup. If it’s in bed then he takes all the time in the world.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He’s not big on quickies. He feels that they don’t give him enough time to cherish you. However, if he gets jealous he’ll pull you aside and tell you what you’re in for later that night.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)
There was a time when he tried switching sub/dom roles with you. Never again. He is a goddamn top if there ever was one. But he’ll kill whoever you tell that he likes little spoon.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)
As a ghost he can go forever. As a human he has limits, but because of his halfa abilities while in human form he can go more than you think.
T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them on a partner or themselves?)
He doesn’t use toys. He’s never even really come across them.
U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)
He doesn't tease at all, ever. Even after he’s been jealous.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He and you have a lot of volume. It’s a good thing the mansion grounds keep neighbors at a distance.
W = Wild card (A random headcanon for the character)
You called him daddy once. He wasn’t into it. But he does like to call you pet.
X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Human dick is average, but ghost dicks can technically form however they want...
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
It’s not that his sex drive is very high, but you are the light of his life. He loves having sex with you after a long and stressful day- which would be most days.
Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He likes to talk about light things before bed. He’ll hold you close and you’ll whisper to each other until one of you falls asleep, the other follows soon after.
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thealtoduck · 2 years
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So your basically Danny Phantom but your also part of the Avengers… + Peter Parker becomes your boyfriend…
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Peter Parker x Male Reader
Tony Stark x Male Reader (your basically his adopted son)
Warnings: your parents die, feelings of guilt
Summary: Reader becomes half ghost then goes on to become a superhero and he develops feelings for Peter Parker…
(A/N: I haven’t actually watched Danny Phantom but as i was trying to come up with something to write and i thought, hey Danny Phatom is kinda hot and here we are.)
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How does one become a half ghost one might ask. Well you see when Mommy is a monster fucker and she-
Just kidding… Though your mom and dad did have something to do with it. They were ghost hunters, which means your basement was filled with their high tech equipment including the Fenton Ghost Portal.
So one day when you were in the living room reading comics you’d bought earlier that day until your house started violently shaking and loud noises started coming from the basement, so you ran down stairs to check on your parents.
When you came down stairs you saw the Fenton Ghost Portal glowing with strong green light. ”Mom! Dad! What’s happening?!” You yelled over the loud noises, as your mom and dad stood by the control panel trying to stop it.
When your parents noticed your presence your mom yelled ”Y/n, you need to leave, the portal is going to blow up!”. ”What?!” you exclaimed, you wanted to ask what happened but knew there wasn’t time for that. ”Mom, Dad, come on we need to leave” you told them.
”We can’t leave it Y/n, it’s our responsibility to make sure the explosion is as contained as possible” your mom yelled with a hint of saddness in her voice. ”But… i can’t leave you two here!” You returned.
”Y/n Fenton! You get out of this lab right this instant!” you dad yelled but just as you were about to tell them you weren’t leaving the portal started shaking and glow even brighter. You ran towards them to pull them away from the portal but before you could reach the portal blew up in a burst of green light.
You felt the energy from the portal encase your body, it felt as if your whole being was on fire and at last you felt nothing…
The firemen came and put out the fire but Iron Man was also called in as witnesses described the explosion green which made investigators suspect the involvement of either dangerous chemicals or alien tech.
Tony suspected they were somewhat right as the house had a strong energy reading, but what Tony found weird that the energy reading came from didn’t seem to come from the house itself, it came from an object within the rubble.
So Tony started digging until in the rubble until he saw a persons shoulder, he removed the rubble and lifted the body out of the rubble. It was a young boy, he was dressed in a black jumpsuit and white boots, gloves and belt. The boys hair was unatrually white and he also had some sort of faint white glow about him.
”Friday, check his vitals” Tony told his suit A.I. The A.I did a reading but a question mark appeard on Tony’s screen and Friday said ”Vitals unclear”. ”What?” Tony questioned and told Friday to check again which gave the same response.
”Friday, fly him back to the base and make sure he gets medical attention and that someone is prestent if he wakes up” Tony commanded the A.I. ”What about you, sir?” Friday asked.
”I wanna continue investigating, send another suit here when you take him back” Tony said and stepped out of the Iron Man suit. ”Yes, sir” Friday confirmed and flew of with the mysterious boy.
A few hours later…
You eyes slowly opened again, you were met with a ceiling, you try to sit up but notice you body feels completely drained of energy making it hard. You then heard movements close to you and a blonde man appeared infront of you. ”Hey Hey, don’t strain yourself” the man said and helped you sit up.
”Thank you” you said looking around what looked like a hospital ward except a bit more high tech. The man walked towards the door and opened it and said ”Tony, he’s up”. The man then turned back and you noticed something. ”Wait? You are familliar, i just don’t-” you started but was cut of by THE Tony Stark entering the room.
”Tony Stark?!” you exclaimed you then continued ”Then that means you must be Captain America”. You then stopped yourself ”Wait, Where am i?” you questioned and you also noticed your change of warderobe ”And what am i wearing and-” you the remembered the most important question ”Where are my parents? They were with me in the basement, you found them, right?” you questioned nervously.
The two men looked at each other and Tony Stark stepped forward saying ”Kid… your parents didn’t make it” he said and all of a sudden it was like the whole world stopped and all you could heard was the sound of you heart beating quickly in your chest.
You started breathing rapidly, reapeatingly whispering the word ”No” as you eyes started filling with tears. This was your fault, if you’d left when they told you they would have had more time to turn off the portal or at least give them time to escape.
”Kid! Kid! calm down” Tony said urgently making you look up and noticed your body was realeasing green energy, which burst in all directions.
A month later…
So it turned out the explosion had given you superhuman abilities. Tony’s theory was that the ecto-plasm energy had somehow been fused into your DNA and had turned you into a being in between the living and the dead.
The Avengers had decided to let you stay at the compound, As you were recently orphaned and you had newly gained powers that you didn’t know how to control. So just letting you out into the world alone would be a bit of a safety violation.
You spent most of your time either in your room or in the training area but only during the night as you wanted to get to know your powers by yourself. You had learned to shift back to your human form which returned your hair and eyes to their natrual colors and the powers you had learned about so far were your strength, durability, flexibility and agility were heightend, you could become intangible and you could fly.
You also guessed that the green energy thingy you had done when you found out about your parents was also related to your powers but you’d not been able to do anything like it since.
You were also slowly but surely getting more used to being around the Avengers, who had done their best to make you feel welcomed, like inviting you to do stuff with them, trying to get you involved in their conversations, etc… which you appreciated.
One time you had even stayed up to watch a movie with them instead of training your powers to 3 in the morning which was definetly a step forward.
You had also added some things to Steve’s list like some movies he should watch which were Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Legally Blonde and all of the Back to the Future movies. You also taught him and Natasha how to play video games like Mario Kart.
You and Sam also bonded, mostly through competing, like flying (he won) and lifting (you won).
But most of your time would end up being spent in Tony’s lab where you’d watch him work and on occaision help him. He managed the best to make you feel at home amongst superheroes. Maybe it was because he had gone through something similar to you.
A 8 months later…
Then when months later when your life was finally back on track it was all derailed again… When everything with the sokovia accords and Bucky Barnes happened you were unsure what to do to say the least. But you ended up siding with Tony.
So there you were on a private jet on your way to Germany to help arrest Barnes. You saw Happy pull up next to the jet with the back up Tony had brought in. You didn’t get a clear view of the guy who exited the car until he entered the plane and when he did you almost fully died from suprise.
”Y/n?!” Peter said when he saw you. ”Peter” you said suprised. ”You two know each other?” Happy questioned. You and Peter both ignored Happy and Peter said apologetically ”I’m really sorry about what happened to your parents”. ”Thanks” you said.
You and Peter used to be in the same class before your parents passed away. From what Peter told you there were a lot of rumors about what had happened to you after it. Some were that you had gone to live with another relative, others that you ran away to join the circus and some more odd like that you were taken by aliens who then blew up your house.
You then got down to the real question about what the other was doing there. You told him about the explosion and transformed into your ghost form to show him the result, you also told him that recently you had learnt to create blasts of ecto-plasm and become invisible. ”Wow… you look great with white hair by the way” Peter said in amazement. ”Thanks” you said.
Peter then told you about how he had been bitten by a radioactive spider and it had heightend his sences and given him super strength, durability, agility, etc…
So for the rest of the flight you and Peter geeked out about each others powers and compared abilities, which helped put your mind at ease and not think about the incoming battle.
The airport battle that ocurred was wild, you were forced to fight your friends, Barnes and a guy you never met before who then turned into giant. It was also strange using your powers in battle for the first time.
After the battle Tony told you to look after Peter while he, Natasha, and Vison went with Rhodey after his accident. You were relativley unhurt as one of your power were literally that people can’t touch you.
You and Peter were back at the hotel and you cleaned a cut he had on the face. As you cleaned the cut your powers acted up and the cloth you used fell right through your hands as it became intangible. ”Sorry”you said and picked the cloth up again.
You stood up and went to get a band aid from the pile of medical stuff you had gone to a store to get after the airport fight. ”Y/n, are you okay?” Peter asked you. ”Yeah… ” You answered simply. ”Are you sure? Cause your pants just disappered” Peter said and you looked down realising your pants had turned invisible, which revealed your Black Widow boxers.
”Don’t judge me cause i bet your wearing Iron Man underwear” you said making Peter chuckle. You got a band aid and sat down on Peter’s bedside again. ”Sorry, i’m just stressed, it sometimes it makes my powers act up more than usual” you revealed to the brunette boy as you put on the band aid.
”Don’t worry i get it, come here” he said and moved over a little so you could sit directly besides him. You sat down besides him and Peter brought out his computer and said ”Let’s watch some movies and just relax, okay”. ”Okay” you said.
You and Peter stayed up long into the night just binging diffrent movies and talking. It came to an end when you fell asleep on his shoulder and Peter decided that he should go to bed as well, so that night he held his arms around you keeping all the bad vibes away from you.
When you heard about Tony’s battle with Steve and Barnes in russia you were quick to get a quinjet with Visoon and fly there. You landed outside the Hydrabase and you flew in to get Tony. He sat leaned to a wall waiting for you in a suit that had definetly seen better days, you ran over to him and gave him a hug and said ”You should have gotten one of us to come with you”. ”Sorry” he said simply and you helped him up and got him and Caps shield back to the quinjet.
When you were once again back in the compound something felt off, something was missing and you knew exactly what and so did everybody else.
The next few months were pretty dull since nothing new was happening except Peter getting in trouble with Tony and then redeeming himself.
But it became better once Peter started occasionally visiting the compound. He started doing a thing where he brought different things from Queens that he thought you might miss since moving into the compound, sometimes it was food or snacks, sometimes it was videogames and sometimes it was both.
You quickly started developing feelings for Peter because of how sweet he was to you. What you didn’t know was that Peter had developed feelings for you as well.
You would eventually confront your feelings for Peter when he invited you over to his apartment so you could have a sleepover.
When you knocked on the door you heard hurried footsteps coming towards the door. Peter opened the door and quickly said ”Hey, come in”. You entered and closed the door behind, you smelled something burnt and Peter said from the kitchen ”I tried to cook something for us only to realise i can’t cook”. Which made you laugh. The two of you decided to go get takeout instead.
You found some fast food place and then went back to Peter’s apartment where you started watching a bunch movies just like you did in Germany. You ended up in just the same position as then with your head on his shoulder. ”Y/n, i need to tell you something” Peter confessed.
”Ever since we started hanging out so much i’ve started having really strong feelings about you and i just wondered if you’d might consider being my boyfriend?” he asked, you answered by putting your hands on the side of his face and planting a kiss on his lips, you then asked ”Does that answer your question?”
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lixxen · 2 years
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Masterlist
Welcome to my masterlist of fanfics. This will be updated as I go.
Bold is NSFW
Italic is Female Readers
I Think they are all x Male! Readers sorry
X Reader tag My rambling/general post tag. Playlist AO3
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Why Monetization Of Fanfic is Bad
*Marvel
-FATWS
Bucky (Part One) - Mild NSFW
Sam (Part Two) - Mild NSFW
Bucky (Part Three)
Bucky (Part Four)
-Venom
Venom/Eddie Brock Headcanons
Venom/Eddie (Part One)
Venom/Eddie (Part Two) - NSFW for gore/descriptions of death
Venom (Part Three)
-Daredevil
Matt Murdock
Matt Murdock Headcanons
Matt Murdock (Part One) - NWH SPOILERS
Matt Murdock NSFW Headcanons
Matt Murdock Headcanons Part Two
-Peter Parker
Bedlam - Part One (non relationship)
-The Spot
The Spot HC
The Spot NSFW HC
I'll tear your heart out, it'll always be mine
I always thought it would be easy
Heaven Is Closing Fast on My Fate 1 • 2 (no ship)
You can tell them what you saw in me and not the way I am
Miguel O'Hara
Headcanons (no ship)
*Criminal Minds
-Aaron Hotchner
Family Dinner (Part One)
Family Dinner (Part Two)
*Five Nights at Freddy's
-Security Breach
Moondrop (Part One)
*DCEU
-Adrian Chase
Out of Touch (Part One)
Killer (Part Two)
Headcanons (NSFW & part of series)
Adrian & Jake Twins AU
*Miraculous Ladybug
Les Imortels info (not an x reader)
*Time After Time
-H.G Wells
I Bet My Life
*Pitch Perfect
-Luke
Foolishly Wrong
*The Crew
-Jake Martin
Head canon drabble
*Ghost (Swedish Band)
-Papa Emeritus II
Slowly, For You
-Papa Emeritus III
That Glitter Wasn't Gold
*Danny Phantom
General (Non-Reader)
- Headcanon Masterpost
Sweet Dead Eyes (non relationship)
It Takes Two AU
*Other
Venom Scrap (NWH SPOILERS)
Hotch Part Three Scrap
Adrian Chase NSFW scrap (GN Reader, but planned male)
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ectoplasmic-entity · 1 year
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⇢ ˗ˏˋ Hey! I’m an artist and writer. Mostly an artist but I do like to write when I have the brainpower for it. I binge a lot of movies, some tv shows and YouTube ๑(◕‿◕)๑
⇢ ˗ˏˋ Obviously going by this blog, I have completely fixated (read: latched on to) Dark Danny/Dan Phantom from Danny Phantom. He’s basically my comfort character at this point since I first laid eyes on him years and years ago.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ While there are Dan centred fanblogs, most of them are art oriented and few fanfic oriented. I tend to write a fair bit of fics with Dan in them, hence one of the reasons why I made this blog. Art will be reblogged from time to time.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ I want to dip my toes into the “character x reader” stories. I did find a Dan x Reader once, but it wasn’t that great to be honest, and it was on Wattpad. There does seem to be a lack of Dan x Reader, I kind of want to fulfil that.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ If you don’t mind oc x canon stories, I have my male oc Kai paired with Dan. I may or may not ask for prompts about them.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ This version of Dan I write is canon divergent in terms of personality, he only ever had one episode and was (imo) unfairly shafted to the side as a one time character. His canon personality doesn’t give me much room to work with, so a few tweaks to it won’t hurt much.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ If you’re that type of person to who strictly adheres to canon...this might not be the blog for you.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ Feel free to send asks (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
⇢ ˗ˏˋ A small tangent about posts: Liking posts does nothing for creators on Tumblr, it doesn’t have an algorithm. The only way posts get around Tumblr is to reblog them.
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╰┈➤ From the get-go, please pay attention to the ask box for when fic requests/prompts are open or closed.
╰┈➤ I will take requests/prompts in batches, you may only send in one at a time. I can only handle so many things at once. On special occasions, I might open the ask box for themed prompts.
╰┈➤ I will take LGBTQ+ requests/prompts (。•̀ᴗ-)✧
╰┈➤ I can and will write fics where shipping/romance is not the focus.
╰┈➤ Please be specific with your requests/prompts. Be patient with me, writing takes up a lot of brain energy you know.
╰┈➤ No discourse. I don’t care about it that much, keep it away from here.
╰┈➤ I do write smut, but first and foremost, no kids on this blog, you must be 18 and older to request smut. Blank and ageless blogs will be blocked.
╰┈➤ There are certain things I won’t write, if I listed them all out...we’d be here for quite a while. If you’re unsure about something, send me an ask.
╰┈➤ Incest, pedophilia, underage, etc. are hard no’s. You will be blocked if you send it to my inbox.
╰┈➤ I will only write Dan and other characters as adults.
╰┈➤ You can send asks about headcanons, I’d really like to talk about my fave (づ ◕‿◕ )づ 
╰┈➤ For Dan x reader, please be specific with the gender of the reader.
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imagineanime2022 · 2 years
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Pro Heroes
Scenarios
You Get Caught In The USJ Incident (Yagi, Keigo, Shota, Hizashi)
Their S/O Gets Trapped In A Collapsed Building (Keigo, Taishiro, Shota)
The Thing (Dabi, Keigo, Shigaraki)
Danny Phantom Reader (1A, Pro Heroes, League Of Villains)
S/O With Powers Like Raven (Tokoyami, Shoto, Shinso, Keigo, Dabi)
S/O With Powers Like Genie (Keigo, Shota, Mr Compress, Spinner)
S/O With A Zombie Quirk (Keigo, Shota, Taishiro)
S/O With Ghost Rider Powers (Shota, Keigo, Shigaraki, Dabi)
Hunter S/O (Keigo, Shota, Taishiro)
Lana Del Ray S/O (Keigo, Shigaraki, Dabi)
Underground Performer S/O (Dabi, Shigaraki, Keigo)
Teen Reader (Platonic) (Dabi, Keigo, Tomura, Kai)
S/O With Powers Like Hawkwoman (Keigo, Toshinori, Shota)
S/O W/ Talking Cat (Keigo, Taishiro, Shota, Hizashi)
Hawks and Dabi W/ An S/O W/ 2 Personalities (Keigo, Dabi)
Celebrating The Day Of The Dead (Taishiro, Shota, Keigo)
Pros With A Mogwai (Shota, Taishiro, Rumi, Keigo)
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Yagi Toshinori/All Might
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Enji Todoroki/Endeavor
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Keigo Takami/Hawks
Secret Partner
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Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fat Gum
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Shota Aizawa/Eraser Head
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Yamada Hizashi/ Present Mic
Other 
Unknown Known Threat  *Part 2* *Part 3* Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko) X Male!Reader
Back To My Hero Academia
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acakespitch · 2 years
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Since I feel like I should do this before I get controversy on being an ageless blog (even if I haven't started yet) and possibly getting blocked or banned just for that reason, here's an introduction.
It shall be updated when needed.
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Name: Ashton (just call me Ash)
Age: 18
Gender: transgender man (I apologize, I don't know how to word that)
Pronouns: he/they
Sexuality: pansexual
Zodiac: Taurus
Personality type: INFP
Personality: lazy, hyper, stubborn, funny ( I hope) and overly affectionate
Random facts: I have two cats, I love all ice cream EXCEPT strawberry (it's nasty), I have border line ASD (autism spectrum disorder (currently getting another more indepth test)) I'm also going to get tested for ADHD (test is STILL pending through my doctor) as well as severe anxiety, I game almost 24/7, I have an ao3 account and I'm currently hyper-fixated on Sonic the hedgehog.
Fandom list:
BNHA
Sonic (please give me Sonic requests, it is my current hyperfixation)
Randy Cunningham: 9th grade ninja
Danny Phantom
Descendents
Five nights at Freddy's
Encanto
Friday Night Funkin'
Omori
Pokemon (more recent series' however)
Cuphead ( The show specifically)
The Music Freaks (that one super cool gacha series)
Lego Monkie Kid
The Owl House
Amphibia
Stardew Valley
Obey Me
Seduce Me the Otome
-that's all I can remember of the top of my head, I'll add more when I remember-
Just a fair warning, I will be writing primarily x male reader and x gender neutral reader related content (because there's a severe lack of that) but I will sometimes write x female reader things but it will be super rare. I will do either SFW or NSFW, depends on how I'm feeling or what the request asks for. I will ABSOLUTELY do yandere requests and anything related, those sort of posts have my heart and soul in a death grip right now. I do head-cannons and one shots, but I do prefer doing head-cannons, so let me know in your requests if you want head-cannons or a one shot.
I will NOT do anything illegal. So no incest, pedophilia nothing like that. The worst I will do is a mention of rape if the request is for or about a rape recovery victim, that is all.
If there is anything else I should add please do let me know, it is my first time doing one of these you know, thank you and have great day!
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shardsofbrokenlove · 2 years
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Hey guys! You can call me Cinna, I write mainly gay stories, and Im open for a few suggestions! The main ones I can do right now are
Anything homestuck
Rise of the guardians
The hobbit
LOTR
Harry Potter
Full metal alchemist
Black butler
The Witcher
Danny Phantom
Generator Rex
Ben 10
Outlast
Dc related (batman especially)
Marvel related (xmen especially)
Slight bit of Encanto (bruno mainly)
Percy Jackson
The Ascendance Trilogy
Avatar the last airbender
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one-more-fangirl · 3 years
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Pretty Boy - Stiles Stilinski
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stiles stilinski x male!reader
summary: reader decides that stiles is gonna have to realize that he’s in love with him
warning: swears, mentions of human sacrifice
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Stiles Stilinski was helplessly in love with Lydia Martin. Had been since the third grade, it was common knowledge around Beacon Hills High-School.
Wrong!
Stiles Stilinski had been helplessly in love with me his whole life, he just didn’t believe it until I proved it to him —because my boyfriend is stubborn like that and won’t believe anything without prove. Unless it’s his own gut, then no one can question it.
Name’s Y/n L/n, and this, is sort of a “Popular and Nerd” story about the hot, popular guy that could get anyone he wanted —a.k.a. me—, and the socially awkward, hyperactive nerd —a.k.a. Stiles.
I like to think of myself as a good guy. Kind of those popular guys that still have a heart and are nice, instead of having a superiority complex or a stick up my ass like Jackson Whittemore. And believe it or not, most people agree with me. Still, I know what kind of effect I can have in the girls around me, just like Jackson did too. Bit, I like to focus in the effect I can have in other boys.
And my stupid ass decided to set his eyes in the most confused bi boy of the whole school. Well, maybe not the most confused, but he was one of those boys that weren’t sure if they were bi. “Yeah right, and Beacon Hills is just a normal town in California”
Let’s start from the beginning, shall we?
[...]
I came out when I was around fourteen years old, and my parents and my siblings weren’t even surprised. It was good, I liked it that way; life carried on, no new information, nothing out of the ordinary.
Ever since I care to remember, I’d found the sheriff’s son cute. Even when we were in fucking kindergarten and our conscious of pretty was “pretty girl”. What came to my mind instead, was “pretty boy”, along with an image of Stiles —around that time known as Mischief— making a puzzle with Scott. You could say it had always been obvious for me that I had zero interest in girls, finding boys much more intriguing.
When we hit high school and I made it first line in the lacrosse team, my name was suddenly known. I was, along with Danny, the cute popular guy that no girl would ever get because he was gay. I took pride in that title. I took advantage of it, too. Danny, ever the great friend, pushed me to act upon my growing feelings on Stiles.
“I seriously don’t know what you see in him, you could do so much better” he told me “But you have to do something about it” we were not-so-discreetly staring at my crush from across the hall. He was currently making heart eyes at Lydia, that was making out with Jackson “Are you sure he’s bi?”
“Positive. I mean, how can you not see it?”
“The way I see it you have two options: you do something about it, or you move on. Has he ever shown interest in you?”
“Danny Phantom, Mieczyslaw Stilinski has been in love with me our whole lives, he just doesn’t know it. Which is why, I’m going to show him” I stated to my best friend, confident in myself.
“If you say so” he shrugged.
“Of course I say so” I nodded, starting to lead the way to our chemistry class, passing by Stiles and Scott “Hey Pretty Boy” I winked at the former, smirking to myself when he choked on air and looked at me with wide eyes.
That was the middle of freshman year. Just like that, I started to flirt shamelessly with Stilinski. I did not give a fuck about who saw or heard, or when and where I did it, I just acted upon my feelings. However, at the same time, I wouldn’t close my doors. He didn’t show any other reaction than a faint blush —which really was enough to make my heart flutter and my hopes to get higher— and the same old “choking on air” action, but he got that one from everyone that dared make a comment that could be interpreted as flirting, even if it wasn’t. I wasn’t gonna pause my life for the boy, so I had my fun with other boys too.
Was that more confusing for Stiles? If we take into account that I flirted with him and then chatted up other guys in front of him, yeah, probably. Was it cruel? Maybe a little. But like I said, I wasn’t gonna pause my life for a boy that hardly gave me the time of the day, and other than lacrosse and school, we didn’t really talk to each other much. And yet, I was completely infatuated by him.
But, as soon as Scott McCall was turned into a werewolf, the Argents returned to Beacon Hills and the supernatural part of town suddenly awakened, my favorite boy was thrown into my world. Now, us elementals tend to be more discrete about our nature and all that jazz, and I really tried to stay away from the forming pack, but when sacrifices start to be made around my town, and my house gets assaulted by angry alphas for no reason, well that’s when I draw the line.
[...]
“Hale!” I yelled as I burst into his loft, getting the alpha’s attention “You said you had it under control. An alpha pack trying to get you to kill your pack isn’t having it under control”
“L/n, listen. Your mother told you to stay away, so just do that, alright?”
“My siblings and I just got attacked by that alpha pack! They came into my house and nearly choked my little sister to death!” I shouted, getting everyone to stay quiet “Last year, one of my friend’s was turned into a kanima because you bit him, then he died and then he came back to life again, after killing a bunch of people while being controlled by a psycho teenager first and a psycho elder next! And I did nothing!” I exclaimed “And let’s not forget how your uncle went ballistic too and turned crooked jaw over there, leading the Argents back in town to relight all our problems” I gestured to where Scott and Peter stood, next to Stiles, Isaac and Cora “Guess what? I stayed out of it then too. Beacon Hills is getting more and more dangerous, my best friend has a thing with one of those alphas, and while I usually do as my mother says in this type of situations, I’m tired of doing nothing”
Yeah, we elementals tend to keep our distances, but I’m the only fire elemental in my family since my great-grandfather, and fire lights up quickly. There’s many exercises to keep our temper at bay, which usually work on me, but I had reached the end of the rope and the dynamite had just exploded.
“What’s happening?” Scott asked.
“Not right now, Scott. Explanations come later, give me time to cool out” my eyes flashed orange.
The temperature —that had gone up during my angry rant— started to go down again, and after a couple of deep breaths, I didn’t feel as if my hair was going to burst into flames —which, yes, had happened before.
“You” I pointed at Derek “Are going to tell me what is going on”
“No, this is my problem” he dismissed.
“Bullshit. Elementals have been protecting our homes since homes exist, and Beacon has been protected by elementals since we exist. For whatever reason, my mother decided I should stay away, but my home was broken into. So tell me what the hell is going on or I’ll boil you alive. In your own blood”
The space was silent.
“Just tell him, Derek. Maybe he’ll be of more help than the others” Cora finally spoke up, quitting her glare and giving me a sided smile “Hey N/n. Long time no see”
“And whose fault is that? You bitch, you’ve been here for a month and a half already and you haven’t come visit” I answered, opening my arms for her to get into.
“You still stink to burnt shit” she scrunched her nose after she pulled out of our embrace.
“This burnt shit can also still burn your hair. Wanna try that look again? You looked hot in it” I smirked; she punched me “Hey, put those claws back in!” I nudged her, putting extra heat on my fingers and smirking when she hissed.
“Fucker!” I snickered as she glared at me while rubbing her arm.
“Okay! Hold up!” Stiles interrupted “How do you know about all of this?” he pointed accusingly at me.
“Pretty Boy, I sort of have to know the world I live in” I leaned forwards, showing my canines when he blushed and swallowed. I pulled my hand out, making a small flame appear on it “Let’s get this over with. Hi, my name’s Y/n L/n, but you already knew that. I’m an elemental, a fire elemental. Essentially, I control fire and heat and its variations —pretty similar to the Avatar series from Nickelodeon, really— and that’s like, all you need to know” I explained quickly “Now, about all these sacrifices and alpha pack shit... you guys have any clues on that darach? By the way, Stilinski, my offer to take your virginity still stands, even if virgin sacrifices are out of the table” I winked, enjoying how his temperature rose.
And that’s how I came out of the supernatural closet.
[...]
To this day I still don’t know how I ended up at Stiles’ jeep that one day after trying to find out more about the dark druid. However, I will forever be grateful.
“Can I ask you something?” I looked up from the window at the boy’s voice, humming for him to continue “When you- when you f-flirt with me... why do you do it?”
I arched a brow at the question. Hadn’t I made it obvious enough? I thought I had even spelled it out for him once or twice.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I’ve seen you flirt with other boys seconds after you do it with me, but I’m the only one you seem to repeatedly flirt with. Other than Danny, but you’re best friends and he’s seeing Ethan so...”
“Have you been observing me, Pretty Boy?” I smirked.
“W-What?! N-No!” he got all flustered “Wait! See? This is exactly what I’m talking about! Next cute boy you see you’ll chat up too, so what exactly are you doing?”
“It’s okay if you have been, I take it as a complement because it’s you” I quickly dismissed, the arrogant smile that had formed in my face shining bright under the light of the post light next to the car “It’s okay if you are jealous too”
"Wha- I didn- I’m not-”
“Ah pah pah pah” I shushed his stutters “To answer your question, Stilinski —although I really thought I had made it clear—, I like you. Quite a lot, actually. Problem is, you still believe you’re madly in love with Lydia, and I’m not gonna waste my live until you realize you’re in love with me instead” I shrugged “So yeah, I flirt with other guys, and that might mislead you, but trust me, I like you very, very much”
“What do you mean “believe”? I like Lydia!”
“Oh, so is “like” now” I mused “It was definitely “love” last year. Anyways, answer me this question: are you straight?”
He stayed quiet, looking at me with wide eyes and his mouth wide open. I could basically see the gears in his mind running, collapsing and turning into flames, not to mention I could feel how much his temperature had gone up.
“What’s that got to do with anything?” he ended up sputtering, defensively. I shrugged again, and he looked down and quietly answered “No. But you can’t tell anyone, because I haven’t even told Scott or my dad yet”
“Darling, Scott and your dad already know you’re not straight. The whole pack knows, you’re not as slick as you like to think” I chuckled “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, you know?”
“I know. It’s just... we have bigger problems than that, and suddenly outing myself in the middle of this feels selfish. But then, when the supernatural problem finishes, it never seems like the right time to tell anyone, and it’s all just so fucking frustrating!” he ranted, making wild gestures.
“You should just throw it out there. Like, in the middle of a serious conversation, or a battle or whatever. Go like “I’m bi!”. I’m sure they’ll congratulate you”
“Is that how you did it?” he asked with the ghost of a smile from my joke.
“Kind of. I mean, I always knew I liked boys, never once had a thought of a pretty girl and me dating passed through my head. So one day, we were having dinner and I just blurted “I’m gay”, in the middle of a conversation. Kaya, my older sister, I’m pretty sure you’ve seen her around, just patted me in the shoulder and said “Babyboy, we know”, then mom laughed and dad commented that it had taken me time to say it out loud. Lainey and Walt, the twins, just shrugged and dinner continued”
“Huh. That’s nice”
“Yeah, it was a chill coming out. But I don’t think the whole “coming out ceremony” is really necessary. Like, it’s perfectly normal to like whoever the fuck you like. So if you want, just present me as your boyfriend” I winked, but he rolled his eyes at me with a groan.
“And you’re back. Y/n, I don’t like you” he whined as rubbed his face.
“Oh really?” I taunted, shifting on my spot. I turned to him and leaned in, the closest to his face than I had ever been. I saw him gulp, I smirked “I could kiss you right now to prove my point, and believe me, you’d kiss back” I whispered over his lips, looking directly into his eyes “But I won’t. For two reasons. First and foremost, I believe in consent, it’s a very important part of any type of relationship. Besides, I don’t want our first kiss to be because of something as silly and petty as proving a point, I want it to mean something” I backed up again.
“Let’s get you home” Stiles mumbled after a few moments of silence, in which I admired his features and he shifted around in his seat, looking everywhere except for me.
The drive to my house was silent, with Stiles tense and the sound of his fingers constantly tapping the stirring wheel being the only thing that was heard. He parked in front of my driveway, and let out a sigh.
“Well, it was nice while it lasted” I got out, taking my bag from the backseat “Goodnight, Pretty Boy” I winked and waved.
“G’night, N/n”
[...]
Guess what? My fucking English teacher —that was also dating Derek, by the way— was the bad guy all along! Yeah, so that took a turn. Oh, and she tried to murder my two best friends, poisoning one of them and trying to strangle the other one, and she took my crush’s dad.
“I knew there was something wrong the second she messaged all of us on the first day” I commented while I walked with Stiles and Lydia “After she read it she just looked at me and scrunched her nose. Who fucking does that? Nobody, that’s who. She knew I was something”
“You’re not that special, Y/n”
“Of course I am, Lyds. Just like you, our very own banshee. Redhead banshee, at that” I threw my arm around her “We’re so lucky. Pretty Boy, tell Lydia that I’m very special and that so is she”
“No...”
“Okay, look, I get that you generally don’t agree with m-” I stopped talking when I finally laid my eyes on him. He was looking at his phone, his face pale “What’s wrong?”
“Allison just texted me. Jennifer’s got her dad. Oh my God” he took in a shaky breath, stumbling backwards “Now she’s got all three- my dad-”
He ran. He left towards the bathrooms, and Lydia and I hurried behind him, catching him just as he tumbled to the floor. He was having a panic attack.
“Stiles” I crouched in front of him, speaking low and gentle “I know you think you can’t process anything right now, but you can. I’m gonna need you to answer some questions, alright? Stiles, alright?” I pressed, slowly reaching for his forearm. He nodded rapidly “Good. Can you name three animals?”
“U-Uh, a dog, a-a hor-se and a t-turt-le”
“Thank you, now name three numbers. Your favorite three”
“F-five, eight a-and two-o”
“You’re doing amazing. Name three of your favorite things” I placed my other hand on his neck, making him look at me.
“My jeep, Scot-t’s bat an-nd your eyes” he exhaled. I would’ve loved to smirk and make a flirty comment, but he was almost done.
“One last time, alright? This one’s easy. Name your three favorite colors”
“Blue, red and orange” he threw his head back and closed his eyes, taking a few breaths.
“How are you feeling?”
“Y/n, how did you know what to do?” Lydia came from behind.
“Well princess, I know you usually have no faith in me, but I know stuff” I tried to joke, but was met with her unfazed expression. I sighed “Kaya has had a few before, and I had to learn the hard way. Walt is starting to have anxiety attacks too” I admitted.
“Thank you, N/n” Stiles’ voice croaked “I’m sorry I just- I don’t want dad to die”
“Don’t apologize. You’re worried about him, that’s normal! You think you can take the rest of the day or should I drive you home?”
“Maybe it’s better if you take him home. I’ll let the teachers know” I nodded to Lydia’s words and helped the boy stand up “I’m gonna call Allison and Scott, see if they’ve found out how to stop this”
“‘Kay, good luck!” I called as we went our separate ways “Pretty Boy, I’m gonna need the keys to your precious jeep” he begrudgingly tossed them at me “Speaking of pretty... a birdie told me my eyes are one of your favorite things” I smirked, hearing him groan “That’s just prove that you do like me”
“I’ll throw myself off this moving car!” he threatened, making me laugh.
[...]
We did find a solution. Well, more like a plan to create another plan to solve our problems. Of course, that is, if it worked.
The plan —that Isaac and I expressed various times to be stupidly and overly dangerous— consisted in having Scott, Allison and Stiles take something significant of their parents to have with them... while they were being drowned.
So there we stood, in front of three tubs filled with ice and water. I was sat in a chair in the background, watching as they explained why the objects were important. I wasn’t really needed; the guys were supposed to be drowned by someone with a deep connection to them, and Lydia was staying outside with me.
“Y/n” I looked up from the flame dancing between my fingers to Deaton.
“Need more ice, Doc? Because I’m not sure if I’m the ideal one to get that. Fire, heat and all, y’know?”
“No, actually, I need you to keep Stiles underwater” at that, my eyes twinkled and I opened my mouth in a smile, directing my gaze at the boy in question.
He had turned deep red and his eyes were wide once again. But instead of arguing or trying to form words like he usually did, he looked down and fiddled with his fingers.
“Do you, now? That’s interesting, don’t you think so, Pretty Boy?” I stood up, enjoying my moment and how everyone seemed to find the situation amusing.
Stiles remained silent, shifting awkwardly in his spot.
When the time actually came —after an awkward tense moment where Isaac was chosen to drown Allison— I put my hands firmly on my crush’s shoulders. He looked up at me nervously, and I gave them a squeeze.
“Don’t worry, darling, I won’t actually drown you. Pinky swear”
“You better not, because if you do, I’ll haunt your ass” I laughed lightheartedly.
“Even after death you want to spend time with me? That’s cute” he glared at me “You know, I’m not really having to prove you anything. A shame, really, I had so many things and reasons to show you that you’re in love with me. But life is just proving you that without me having to put any effort in it”
“Shut up, Y/n” he greeted his teeth “By the way, Scotty, if I die in this, just know that your dad’s in town and I’m bi” he announced; my jaw fell “Okay, put me underwater L/n”
So I did.
[...]
Jennifer died, the parents were saved —I had to do with that part and I’m honestly so proud of myself because I didn’t burn their “hiding spot” to ashes— and Scott was a True Alpha. Everything seemed as fine as it could get. I mean, sure, the twins almost died, but so did we, and sure this was Beacon Hills and things didn’t stay fine for a long time, but hey. Our problems were done for now and I was very glad about it.
“Hey” I turned around to see a guy next to my locker, a flirty look in his eyes.
“Hi. Can I help you?”
“Yes, actually. I’m kinda new here and I was wondering if you could help me get around and then show me a good club this afternoon?” he went straight to the point. I liked that. So I opened my mouth to take up on his offer, but I didn’t have time to.
“I mean, he could show you around the school, but I doubt his interested in going to a club with you” a figure appeared next to me. Stiles.
The guy looked him up and down as I bit the inside of my cheek.
“How would you know that?”
“Because I’m his boyfriend” he stated confidently taking my hand; I raised my eyebrows.
The guy in front of us shut his mouth and muttered an apology, hurrying away.
“My boyfriend?” I arched a brow in amusement “Wow Pretty Boy, that is quite the statement”
“You did say I could just present you as that” he mumbled, all the confidence wearing down as he looked at our hands and played with my fingers “That dude wasn’t new anyways. He’s been here since the beginning of the year” he huffed “You were gonna take up his offer, weren’t you?”
“I was” I said honestly “But you know what? I’d rather spend time with my boyfriend”
“Maybe I shouldn’t have said that” Stiles muttered as I started dragging him through the halls.
“Oh, I loved you saying that. It was the last prove you need to believe you’re completely in love with me, Stilinski” I looked back at him, leaning over and kissing his cheek “Scott! Scott, guess what? Stiles said I’m his boyfriend!” I grinned at the alpha.
“Really?” he smirked at his best friend “He said I was the hot girl!”
“You’re trying to hit on other guys, babe? We’ve been dating for like two minutes!” I glared playfully.
“Oh my God” he groaned; I snickered.
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Unfinished Business
This was the request I was initially very confused about but luckily the anon was kind enough to elaborate! Thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy!
The request: No problem! The idea was that reader learns about Dio bullying jojo/killing Danny and just takes a swing at him, knocking Dio on his ass. After that Dio keeps trying to win her over but she always resorts to a fistfight. It’s all fun and games until he turns into a vampire and punches don’t work anymore
Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure Part 1: Phantom Blood
Dio Brando x Fem!Reader
Summary: Confronting Dio and inflicting physical damage on him was undoubtedly one of your weirdest yet greatest achievements but never in a million years would’ve you guessed just how serious it truly was.
There were certain moments in your life when you got this gnawing feeling that something wasn’t right. A bubbling anxiety mockingly poking your insides, making it impossible to ignore. These moments were rare, but they were almost always there for a reason. Not once, had your gut feeling been incorrect or for naught. 
And this piercing feeling was stronger than ever as soon as your (E/C) eyes landed on the adoptive son of the Joestars.
The sinister aura that seemed to surround Dio was undeniable. You were sure that behind those sharp eyes and that admittedly charming smirk was an underlying malicious intent that was just waiting for its moment to strike. He was good at hiding it, often using his talent with words and good looks to his advantage. It was absurd how easily he was able to use people and turn them into his followers he could never consider as friends. No matter how much he tried to appeal to you, -which was quite a lot as for some reason he seemed to be intrigued by you-, that alarming feeling you experienced when near him was telling you to get far far away from him, because something was definitely not right about him.
And when his own brother voiced his concerns about him, your suspicions were more than confirmed. When Jonathan told you all about the things Dio had done to him, your blood was practically boiling in anger, your mind not wanting to believe those horrible actions to be true. You were angry. Not only because of the horrible things the golden haired male had done, but also because of how sad your friend seemed to be. Jonathan didn’t deserve this. He hadn’t done anything and his life was so cruelly ruined by his adoptive brother. 
How could someone do something like that? What twisted mind could bring so much suffering and misery to an innocent person’s life? Learning the truth about Dio made a part of you feel grateful for your feelings of anxiety as if it weren’t for them, you could have fallen victim to his charm, rendering you completely oblivious to his true nature.
But now that you knew exactly what was going on in the depths of Dio’s heartless mind, you allowed your wrath to take over your mind and blind you, causing you to quite recklessly make your way to the blond, unrelenting determination to defend your friend fueling you.
~
Your heavy, angry footsteps seemed to echo around the forest, your eyes filled with rage. Thanks to some “light” questioning from his followers, you gained information of his whereabouts, and were heading towards his location, your mind set on one very specific goal; To beat the shit out of him. You didn’t care if he was stronger than you, that very simple fact flew above your head due to your fury and the only thing you wanted to see was him laying on the ground, bleeding. Quite brutal, even from someone like you, but he deserved even worse than that.
When your (E/C) eyes see his figure leaning against a tree the only thing you can see is red, burning anger as you quicken your steps, unable to hold back any longer. Dio’s amber eyes turn to look at you, seemingly sensing your presence and his lips curl into that irritating smirk you had always hated. This time though, you want to wipe it off his face.
“(Name), what a surprise to see you here. How can I-” His smug voice gets cut off by your fist hitting his face, causing him to stumble back and fall on the ground. With a painful groan he grabs onto his now bleeding nose, a sight with pleases you greatly. Serves him right. His amber eyes look directly at you, filled with that same rage that fueled yours just mere moments ago. Before he has any time to yell at you for punching him so rudely, your stern voice comes forth:
“If I ever see you harming Jojo or if you even dare to come near me ever again, I’ll make sure that your nose won’t be the last thing I break.” 
And with that one, simple sentence you withdraw from the scene, leaving Dio confused, angry but at the same time, extremely impressed.
~
The impact of your attack stuck onto Dio for years and only seemed to increase his already existing fascination with you. Of course, the bitter taste of something akin to defeat left its mark on his tongue upon the impact but at the same time Dio couldn’t help but to feel a sense of respect for you. The fact that you had managed to inflict such brutal damage on him was impressive and he was now far more intrigued by you.
But try as he might, he soon realized that trying to win you over was anything but possible. Whenever he so much as approached you, your fists found their way in front of you, your eyes glaring at him with undying spite and hatred. To avoid unnecessary conflict, Dio thought it best to leave you be -though he could easily overpower you-, despite wanting to use his manipulative tendencies on you as well as get revenge for that utterly insulting punch you had delivered all those years ago, as it still somewhat haunted him.
But when the overwhelming power of the stone mask engulfed him, so did his thirst for revenge.
Your slow walking comes to a halt when that familiar feeling of something not being quite right hits you after it has laid dormant for years. Your eyes quickly scan the area that’s covered in darkness thanks to the night surrounding the area, not noticing anything out of the ordinary but that feeling just won’t stop bothering you. It’s as if someone is watching your every move, following you around like a shadow. And then you hear it.
“My.. Aren’t you brave? Walking around the dark and dangerous streets all by yourself.” 
That voice. “Who’s there?!” You immediately recognize it, but at the same time it sounds so different. As if it’s empowered by something very sinister. Cold shivers run down your spine as his chuckle echoes around the dark alleyway, your instincts immediately telling you to run. That’s what you try to do, but stop in your tracks when a dark figure you can only assume to be him lands in front of you. You notice the familiar amber eyes glowing dangerously, that same smirk dancing along his lips framing the sharp fangs in his mouth as he looks at you, that sharp gaze burning you like a flame.
Since running seems to be out of the question, you resort to the other method that had been successful last time, and swing your fist at him, hoping to make him stumble back again. Your efforts are in vain as he swiftly grabs your fist, his smirk only growing at the disbelief on your face. 
“That’s not going to work on me, (Name). But this reminds me, we do have some unfinished business.” His grip on your wrist tightens and with it sends waves of pain throughout your entire arm. The anxiety and fear within you only increases as Dio’s intense gaze looks directly at you. This was bad.
Your heart races, your stomach twists in fear and before you even realize it, your eyes fill with tears as you only now realize just how bad of an idea it was to launch your fist at this monster’s face all those years ago.
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