#cps fluff

[erinawritesheadcanons2]

Can I request Jeff the killer, the proxies and any other ones you want with an s/o with Tourette’s? :P

❤️Jeff The Killer, Ticci Toby, Masky and Hoodie with S/O who have Tourette Syndrome❤️

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A/N: Hello there Anon! I have to be honest but I have huge trouble when writing this Headcanons because I don't have enough knowledge in this field and I don't have any experience writing this. The next time, please give me an explanation of this medical condition so I wouldn't be accidentally being insensitive.

Warning: Mention of Tics and Tourette Syndrome and Profanities

Gender: Neutral

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Jeff The Killer

Let's admit it, Jeff The Killer can be a huge asshole and being insensitive pricks. Unlike other proxies, he doesn't feel bad or guilty when he is making fun of someone.

I am not gonna sugarcoat it because Jeff The Killer would make fun of your Tics if you have Tourette Syndrome. Especially if the two of you haven't dated yet.

Even if you are already dating him for a long time. Jeff would still make fun of your tics even if you couldn't control them. Sometimes he would act as if he has tics just to make fun of you.

The only difference if you already dating him and if you're not dating him is one thing. Jeff would still help you if you need his help (when you already dating him) or he doesn't care about you at all (when you two are not dating).

When you have tics that were caused by excitement or stress. He would try to help you calm down by giving you a water or an object that would distract you from your stress or excitement.

Jeff The Killer would also remind you to take medical treatment for your tics but his reminder isn't gentle enough to be like "Hey, you need your medicine now". It would be literally like 'Hey idiot! Remember your meds, loser!" before shoving it to your face.

I am sorry but in my opinion, Jeff isn't much of a help if your tics got worse. Not because he doesn't care but it's because he doesn't know what to do about it.

You can expect when your tics got worse, he would look around searching other proxies that knows about Tourette Syndrome since he doesn't know what he should do.

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It was really hard for you to do your daily activities after yesterday, the tics would make you drop the object in your hand as you accidentally broke your drinking glass. The stress after one of the victims that you suppose to kill in the mission had managed to escape from your grasp and causes you to be scared, stressed, and anxious with Slenderman's reaction.

A footstep could be heard from the upstairs of the abandoned mansion and it was getting louder and louder every second. In the hallway, a tall lean muscular man with long messy black hair, a white hoodie with blood on them and blue eyes strutted down from the second floor to the first floor to meet his s/o.

His eyes landed on (Y/N) (L/N) and his eyes widened to see themselves hitting and pulling their own head repeatedly as it was getting harder for them to control their actions. 'Shit! Babe! What the fuck happened!?" He jumps off from the downstair before landing right in front of you.

Instead of an answer that he got, he was only receiving a high-pitched/low-pitched scream from you and making him jump in surprise because of his reaction. Jeff immediately looks around to see any objects he can use to distract you until he sees a piece of paper and then a pencil.

Jeff remembers that drawing can be relaxing for you as he immediately rushes to grab the paper and the pencil before giving it to you," Uhh shit! Babe! Look what I have got for you! Try to draw me or that loser elf-" Jeff pointed to Ben who immediately shouted 'Hey! I'm not a loser!'

The offensive jokes that Jeff made along the paper in front of your eyes made you instantly forget about the memory of your failure to kill the target were long forgotten as your right hand began moving around, trying to draw Ben Drowned. Slowly, the tics and the screams were long gone before you were calm down with still minor tics here and there.

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Ticci Toby

It is canon that Ticci Toby also has Tourette Syndrome and it is always triggered by his sadistic tendencies, stress, anger and when he is too excited.

He understands what it feels like having this kind of illness and the difficulties that you and he need to face every day (it really hits home for him).

Because of this, Ticci Toby would also try to help you out even though there would be some times he also cannot help it because it's obvious that he is not a doctor and he doesn't study psychology.

Just like Jeff the Killer, he would seek other proxies who understand Psychology more than him to help you when your tics get worse as he is trying to distract you.

Ticci Toby would be much sweeter than Jeff The Killer. He would not make fun of you and would help you out even if the two of you are not dating (only if you are a proxy).

Believe me, he doesn't seem like it but he is actually very patient as he is facing your tics but only the minor or smaller tics. The bigger ones e would slightly panic and ask others for help.

Tobias would also constantly check up on you, he is really worried if your tics got worse and would try to distract you every time when you start to get tics (as the reason for your tics is because of fear, stress, or stronger emotions).

Also he would be quite protective around you, he wound swing his axe to those who are making fun of your tics as he glares at them and turning sadistic before killing them.

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Inside of the abandoned mansion where all proxies and killers stay to hide from police, creepypasta hunters and any humans who could expose them. All proxies have a good relationship with (Y/N) (L/N) except one of them, the white hooded killer with deep cuts on his smile and little eyelids.

The two of you would constantly bicker with each other because of the two different opinions of a certain things whereas it's only something simple matter or a big matter. However, your boyfriend didn't notice it at all and constantly told (Y/N) (L/N) to be friend with the insensitive jerk.

"FUCK YOU, JEFF!!" You swore.

"F-F-FUCK YOU TOO, ASSWIPE!" Jeff mocks you, snarling before shoving you with both of his hands.

"S-SLENDERMAN WILL HEAR ABOUT T-THIS!," There was a slight movement of your head that starts into a jerking movement

This did not go unnoticed by the tall female with the white mask, not surprised that Jeff The Killer would go low like that before she shakes her head off and storms off to tell Ticci Toby about this. It was just a small accident that she happened to see that your shoulder accidentally bump with Jefferson. However, Jeff did not like it a bit and started saying some inappropriate slurs and that's when the fight starts.

Timeskip

It was getting difficult for (Y/N) to stop the jerking movements of her head and their hand along with the sudden twitching movements on their body. The stress and the anger clearly make them go ticking, having uncontrollable tics after the outburst and the fight with Jeff The Killer.

A sound of a knock could be heard but (Y/N) decides to ignore the person behind it, "(Y/N)? It's me, Ticci Toby, I heard what Jeff did to you...can we speak? I'm going in," Tocci Toby pushes the door open even though you haven't answered if he's allowed to go inside or not but he would still ignore you even if you said no to him.

Seeing the tics causing him to frown underneath of his guard mask and guilt washes over him even though it wasn't him who harassed you. Ticci Toby slowly walking up to you before sitting next to you , his hands gently tracing yours back in a circular motion, "I'm sorry babe t-that, Jeff was making fun of you. I didn't know Jeff would hurt you," he clicked his tongue as he was speaking.

"No....It's alright, I just need t-to be away from him and to be alone or with you for a m-moment," You jerked your head once again, trying to control your ticking.

His touch made you slowly relax, it feels calming and nice and you found it's getting easier to control your movements and speech better than before before your head leaning up to you shoulder.

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Masky

This can go to ways if you have Tourette Syndrome and Tim's reaction to your illness. One would be really sweet if you are dating him.

If you are not dating him and you are happening to be someone he really dislikes. This could get really worse for your condition and for your mental health too.

Almost like Toby, if you are dating him. He would be surprisingly patient around you and he won't be insensitive around you. Instead, he would try to take care of you even though most of the time he's clueless about it.

He's not someone who is good at comforting but he would be the best listener surprisingly as he listens to you patiently. Because it's canon that he has a laid-back personality, he could reassure you and cheer you up.

He's not someone who knows about a psychological problem even though he has one (I believe he has schizophrenia), so it would be suck when he tries to help you.

If you are not dating him but he doesn't hate you, he would be insensitive by sometimes asking some questions that might sound a bit insulting like "Why did you do that?" but he didn't mean being an asshole to you. He was just genuinely curious.

Last ones is the one if he really dislike you. I am sorry to say this but he purposely would being an ass to you as he wouldn't care that if he hurts your feeling.

When you get into an argument with him. Tim would definitely make fun of you and even mimic your tics just to piss you off and he doesn't care if you got hurt by his words.

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The sounds of crickets at night made the whole forest feels serene along with the noise of frogs' croaks and firefly flying around the grass. Two figures walking around in the forest, hiding together in the darkness as the two of them prying for another living being. A pair of (E/C) and brown eyes keeps paying attention to the laughing teenagers with boozes on their hands.

It was clear those three teens had just gone to the party and drunk. Their faces were red like a tomato along with their loud hiccups, giggles, and their slurring speech. 'These idiots, why the hell they are drunk in the middle of the night and going to the forest? Isn't it obvious it's dangerous to be like that," Timothy thought, rolling his eyes while watching those three endangering themselves.

"Can we just kill them quickly for trespassing?" (Y/N) opened her mouth before closing it with her hands, trying to hold on her yawn as minimum as possible.

"You know Slenderman going to be pissed if you kill them recklessly," he glances at you.

"Says the one who went full killing without giving me a chance to kill," you roll your eyes,

"Oh shut up," Masky rolls his eyes underneath his mask.

However, the three teenagers got closer with the distance between themselves with you and Masky. Pulling his knife out, he slowly hides in the shadow holding one of your head before crushing down to get ready, "Here they come," he said.

Slowly and slowly, the sounds of the footsteps are getting closer to those three people standing next to you in the hiding place. With maximum speed, the two of you jumped out from the darkness and surprised the drunk teens, their scream wasn't only loud but it was high-pitched and almost ear-splitting but it wasn't that the problem that made you anxious and scared.

It was getting harder to breathe for (Y/N) (L/N), she could feel her breath getting restricted along with her muscles getting stiff so suddenly. You could feel your head twitching before jerking slightly to the side along with the jerking movement of your hands that were holding a knife.

"Shit! Now Look What You Have Done Bastard!" Masky screech, stabbing one of the teens and throwing a knife at the other victim as the knife logs into their chest. One by one, all of the drunk teens were killed and none of them are survive Masky's wrath after they made you tick.

Timothy glances at you as his snarl are forming into a frown, feeling guilty that this mission did not go into his plan before he gently swaps you in his arms "Let's go home, you will be saved once we are back in the mansion," he whispers softly into your ear before running off from the police that just got arrive to take the corpses away,

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Hoodie

Hoodie or Brian is surprisingly can be sweet when taking care of his s/o who has Tourette syndrome. He knows some of the killers in proxies might have Tourette Syndrome and how they work.

Unlike Masky and Jeff. He has lots of patience to help you around, listening to you venting and then helping you around when you cannot do certain things because of the tics (more than Masky I mean).

If there’s anything that causes your tics to worsen like stress, anxiety, certain emotions or a task. He would take care of the task quickly and then try to distract you away from those emotions.

Since I can see he can handle Ticci Toby more than Masky who would often explode at him, You can rely on him a lot more than anyone else in the creepypasta.

Just like Ticcu Toby, he would constantly check up on you but most of the time you didn't notice it because he always checks up on you as he's hiding in the darkness...like a batman.

He is also low-key protective of you but you don't even see it because he would immediately remove the things that cause your tics to go bad when you're not looking.

Also he would definitely remind you if you need some kind of medicine at certain hours. I headcanon he has a great memory so he would never forget reminding you.

Hoodie would be the best partner you could ever ask for a killer because I can see that the tics you would have around him are minor tics and it's almost rare having a worse tics when he is around.

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Two figures standing inside of the living room with one of them crossing both of their arms, eyes squinted with lips pursed together and the inner side of their cheeks sucked on like a fish. (Y/N) (L/N) glares at the killer with Mustard coloured hoodie killer with a white feminine mask.

It was usually rare that you had a fight with one of the closest proxies inside of the mansion but today is just the day where a small conversation turns into a disagreement between Masky and you. It was clear that you are trying to not explode in anger but Masky sometimes can be a little bit insensitive.

"H-how many times I need to t-tell you. Don't leave the dish around and not clean it. It's dirty," you said and trying to hold down your clicking noise from your mouth.

"Well, I said I will do it later," Masky shakes his head.

"But y-you usually would l-leave it," You were getting annoyed.

"That doesn't mean you have to patronise me!" Masky snarls.

"I-I'm not!" You twitched.

"I-I-I"M N-N-NOT!" Masky mimicking you, clearly mocking your tourette.

Brian who was also there while making coffe for himself was surprised. The orange hooded killer immediately going up to him and smacking Masky's head upside down whereas you stare at him with shock. You did not expect that Masky would pull that stunt on you as anger building up in you and the jerking motions of your head and hands getting heavier.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Masky whined in anger, glaring at Hoodie.

"You shouldn't have done that. You made their/his/her Tourette worse than before," Hoodie scolded Masky before walking up to you with his hands holding one of yours.

His right hand gently placed on top of your back before giving a comforting trace that followed your spine "It's okay...it's okay. Let's go meditate in my room and forget all of this," he whispered into your ears, giving the comfort that you need. You could not help but smile at his sweet gesture, he would always be taking care of you whenever you need his help.

"Thank you," you whisper but not loud enough for him to hear it.

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[emmyrosee]

Don’t read this bc this is more cute aggression with mr sakusa and this is for me so

Also, yes, these are all things I’ve said to my niece in an act of cute aggression 💅🏼

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“I could rip your teeth out.”

“That’s nice, baby.”

Kiyoomi is used to you. It’s the only reason, you’re convinced, that he lets you do the things you do, say the feral things you say. Your methods of making him swoon were, arguably, cuter than he’d expect, and he openly tells you that when you used to get self conscious about it.

(“It’s not every day someone wants to squeeze me until I pop.”

“Well, now, it will be. Welcome to your life.”

He smirks, “well alright then.”)

It’s not a lie- he’s never had someone as openly affectionate as you, clinging to his arm at the grocery store, biting his muscles and neck when he’s trying to cook dinner (his teammates ask him constantly what things you two get up to- he doesn’t have the heart to tell them you bit him when he was making some tea) just doing anything and everything to bug him domestically.

Its… comforting, in a bizarre way. To know you find him absolutely intoxicating and addictive. He’s not entirely sure he’d change it.

Even now, when you practically have burrowed into his skin.

“I could kick you; how dare you be so cute?” You pout, laying your head on his shoulder restfully.

He chuckles and continues to scroll through his phone, “it’s strange- I’m so used to Komori being the cute one.”

You roll your eyes and snicker, “you’re so full of it, and you know you are. You’ve always been the cute one, shut the hell up.”

“Handsome, maybe, but never cute-“

In an instant, he’s cute off by your hand immediately darting towards his face. Your fingers fly up at his mouth, trying to grip his teeth. It’s something you don’t do often because he can’t stand it, but it seems like today, you’re on a mission to be as close to him as possible.

“Ah!” He snaps, turning his head away. You retract your hand as he gives you a scolding look. Immediately, you feel bad that the impulsive thoughts won, and you made him so mad. “We talked about that. Don’t do that.”

“But-“

“No. Do. Not. Grab at my teeth.”

You pout softly at the reprimand in his tone, mumbling a soft ‘I’m sorry’ as you settle back down, your head dipping to hide in the crook of his neck. He lets out a sigh and plops his phone on the side table and shuffle a bit.

“You know I like your cute aggressions…. Except that one. Of all the things you do, that’s the one I can’t tolerate babe, you know that.”

“You’re just so pretty. I can’t help it.”

“Oh, so it’s my fault now?” He says, absolutely teasing you and you giggle as you hide your face in his neck. “Is biting me not good enough? Is sniffing me until you can’t breathe not good enough now?” He interrupts his own preach by pecking kisses all over your cheek, holding you tighter as you start to squirm away. “Is coming into my shower not good enough now? Is dropping by extra desserts at practice not good enough? Is sucking hickeys on my cheeks not good enough?”)

You move your head away from his neck to giggle more and try to make an attempt away from his kisses, but this gives him real estate, and he decides to take it. He starts to give you a taste of your own medicine, biting at your cheek and ear and neck and fingers now pinching up your sides and ribs.

“Omi!”

“Is crawling into my lap while I’m on a zoom call not good enough? Is stealing my pillows from under my head when you’re sleeping not good enough? Is taking my clothes when you’re sick not good enough? Is picking. My nose. When I’m mad. NOT GOOD ENOUGH?”

Your struggles to get away from him are in vain, he’s got you gathered in his big arms, your head tossed back and feet kicking for a meek attempt at freedom. He peppers bites and kisses continuously on your neck, smiling against your skin as you scream and whine into the air.

“Are all these things so boring now and you have to grab my literal teeth?”

“Yes!” You titter, and while it does make him stop in surprise, he’s quick to smack the facade back on, pulling his head back to glare at you. You flash him some puppy eyes while you reach up to card the curls from his face, “I’m just obsessed with you… always need more ways to get under your skin.” You laugh as he sighs and leans his forehead against yours, clearly not caring half as much as he says, and taking gentle breaths against you. “I love bugging you.”

“Well, how could you not when you do such a good job?”

“I know right?” Once again, he lifts his head up to glare playfully at you, snickering as you continue to flash him the same innocent beam.

“Can you promise me you won’t grab my teeth anymore?” He asks, shifting a hand to lace with yours; he brings the knuckles of your hand up to kiss them, a way to show his affection and also, sort of, maybe, convince you to promise.

You sigh softly and let him kiss over your fingers, letting the comfortable silence between you both relish. “No.”

“No?”

“No.”

He groans in faux agony, face crashing down to bury in your chest, and you cackle while he does, your arms tossing around his shoulders to keep him close.

“I hate you,” he grumbles.

“No you don’t. You eat this shit up and you know it.”

He sends a dirty look at you between his lashes before sighing and laying his head back down. “Don’t expose me.”

“That’s what I thought.”

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[kharonion]

how they spend most days during Vikt's recovery post-Mikoshi... but there's nowhere they'd rather be than with each other. <3

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#you bet Kerry hardly ever leaves that bedside the entire time. #a moment of Fluff amidst a period full of Angst. 🥺 #khar arts #oc: vikt #male v #kerry eurodyne #x: dark matter in our space #v x kerry #cyberpunk 2077 #cp 2077

[creepypasta65]

Hi can you do a toby, Jeff and maybe ej with a s/o who loves to live in their hoodies and sometimes steal their clothes?

Thanks for the request :)

Toby, Jeff, and EJ with a s/o who lives in their hoodie and steals their clothes:

Toby:

He loves to see you wear his hoodie. He will give you all his clothes so you can wear them. Toby loves seeing you wear his clothes, it makes him feel loved.Toby will cuddle with you when you wear his clothes. 

Toby will share his closet with you so you can wear anything he has in his closet. If he comes back from a mission and sees you wear his clothes, he will give you the biggest hug and lots of kisses. 

He will feel bad when he has to take away his hoodie from you when he has to go on a mission. 

Jeff:

He would be wondering why his clothes are missing, but when he sees you wear his clothes, Jeff will understand why his clothes were missing. 

He doesn't understand why you like wearing his clothes, but he doesn't mind. Jeff will tell you to give his hoodie back when he's going on a killing spree but will give it back to you when he washes the blood away. 

Jeff will tease you when you wear his clothes by saying, "you missed me so badly, huh."

Eyeless Jack:

When Jack catches you wearing his hoodie, he will get so happy and gives you surprise kisses. He loves seeing you in his clothes since you will smell like him. 

Expect him to sometimes tease you about wearing his clothes in a lovely way. Jack finds it adorable, and he can't just help to tease you about it. 

He will buy more clothes so you and he can wear them. 

Have a nice day :)

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[cluelesspigeons]

This is written for the song “Make It Sweet” by Old Dominion from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 202

Drarry microfic: sweet lemonade

When Harry entered the kitchen, Draco’s head was buried into one of the cupboards above the stove. He was standing on his tiptoes, trying to look in the back of the cupboard.

“What are you doing?”

Draco jumped a little at the sound of Harry’s voice, though he didn’t turn to look at him. He continued his search for Merlin-knows-what.

“I’m looking if we still have some sugar left,” came Draco’s muffled voice from the cupboard. “It’s not looking promising, though.”

Confused, Harry raised an eyebrow. “Why do you need sugar?”

Draco pointed at a big batch of lemons standing on the counter. “Mother has sent some lemons from her home in Italy. I want to make sweet lemonade of them.”

Harry chuckled and shook his head fondly. He couldn’t deny that the thought of some fresh homemade lemonade made his mouth water.

In front of him, Draco sighed as he finally emerged from the cupboard, closing it softly. He turned to look at Harry, his long hair all dishevelled. “Could you go get some sugar from the store, please?”

With a smile growing on his face, Harry stepped closer and placed a loving kiss on his husband’s cheek. “Of course, love.”

Prompt from June 2nd

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[aspiring-writer-hidden-voice]

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Eijiro Kirishima likes to volunteer his time outside of school/workouts/patrol to help out at the nearby Physical Therapy clinic or Assisted Living. In short: he is the muscle behind the therapists.

Someone needs help standing or moved from their wheelchair?

Everyone has his pager on speed dial when he’s working.

That’s how the two of you met.

You had just moved to this part of the city and the old clinic you used for therapy had closed unfortunately. It was hard for you to get around due to your Cerebral Palsy but at least you had some mobility thanks to years of physical and occupational therapy. Wheeling yourself in through those doors, everyone made you feel welcomed and heard…

Then the therapist had asked for his help in being your support as they helped keep your hips aligned for standing practice.

“Hey, name’s Eijiro Kirishima! Nice to meet you!” He smiles and holds your elbows in a gentle grip, gently but firmly. “Don’t worry, I gotcha, okay? I’ll always be here to catch you!”

Every visit you looked forward to seeing and getting to know the Pro Hero more. It wasn’t long before you enrolled in the private program so that the therapists could do in-home services, something your old clinic never offered.

Though the surprised expression on his face (the therapist was more than accustomed to seeing such a sight) when you answered the door crawling on hands and hips across the carpet had been so comical you wish you’d had a camera.

And when he suffered an injury to his spine while fighting a villain which left him temporarily unable to perform regular things, you were the one he called…

“Hey…I’m sorry to bother but…”

“Which hospital?” Is all you ask and within the hour you were wheeling into his room with an understanding smile. “It’s my turn to help you.”

#bnha #mha #mha x reader #bnha fluff #mha fluff #bnha x reader #mha x you #eijiro kirishima #cerebral palsy #cp #handicapped #physical disability

[jadeddangel]

Creepypasta(CP) & Marble Hornets (MH) Masterlist:

Jeff the Killer:

Creepypasta and Marble Hornets headcannons

Masky/Tim:

Creepypasta and Marble Hornets headcannons

Hoodie/Brian:

Creepypasta and Marble Hornets headcannons

Ticci Toby Eren Rogers:

Creepypasta and Marble Hornets headcannons

Slenderman:

Creepypasta and Marble Hornets headcannons

Eyeless Jack:

Creepypasta and Marble Hornets headcannons

Requests:Open

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #x reader #marble hornets #marble hornets x reader #mh x reader #MH #CP x reader #CP #comfort #angst #smut #fluff #jaded works🪶

[civilization-illstayrighthere]

RED DYE NO. 40, a silverVdyne fic ( rated E, 4.8k words )

summary: Johnny never comes back from a gig without some sort of loudly voiced grievance or complaint; luckily, Kerry and V are there to help. tags: PWP, fluff, established relationship, post-canon, teasing as a love language, threesome, dirty talk, face fucking

( READ MORE HERE ) ( RBs AND COMMENTS MUCH APPRECIATED )

#cp 2077 #cyberpunk 2077 #kerry eurodyne #johnny silverhand #silvervdyne #silverdyne #johnnyv #thirsty thursday #stomping in a glass house #i was gonna post part of this for wip Wednesday but then realized I should just finish it #this fic is entirely plotless. Just cotton candy fluff and smut. beach read if u will

[brights-place]

Masky/Tim Is S/O

Pairings: Masky

Warnings: None

A/N: I’m so tired right now and school has started again and I’m so annoyed about it but I’m enjoying writing here cause I love it.

- Tim has D.I.D (Which is confirmed)

- System of 3 Tim,Masky and An Unkown one that has kept all the trauma.

- He’s very touched starved but wouldn’t show it

- He’s always stressed and overwhelmed so if you take care of him he would melt.

- He always takes his mask off around you but was hard to do at first

- kisses your cheeks and face whenever alone never in public around the mansion due to him wanting to keep his ‘Scary’ personality.

- Hates Toby with a passion because he took his position so you have to calm him down and apologise to Toby who waved you off.

- He loves it when you play with his hair it makes him sleepy and at peace.

- He can hit high notes in arianna grande songs

- dosen’t talk about your relationship with any pastas except for hoodie who is just quiet.

- He dosen’t Talk about your relationship due to him worrying if someone would hurt you

- You met before you became A offical member of CP

- he loves cuddling you from behind or in front dosen’t care at all.

- Likes to scare you out of nowhere making you freak out

- you make him laugh

- He always has his moments remembering being in a mental hospital when he was young.

- he would have flashbacks making you worried

- He is combative

- He dosen’t like mixing his Social and work life but it was difficult when you then popped into his work life.

- he will try his best to spend time with you even though he has a tight schedule

- First Met in a drug store

- Both trying to get the last box of cigarettes

- you guys ended up sharing and starting a bond

- Whenever he hears Toby speak German he gets annoyed while you giggle

- When you hangout with Masky/Tim you try to see which alter is in the moment right now.

- He stalked you a lot at first when you met to get information in case you did something

- Bro Pops a squat outta nowhere

- One time you were sleeping and you will see that man squatting or sitting on a chair, Drawer, desk anywhere staring at the bed making you complain while he talked about doing that to his old friend Jay.

- Loves whenever you give him a latte after a tired day he enjoys it.

- Loves quiet car rides with you.

- when he smokes he looks at you while you stare at something you found interesting.

- You use to think he was stuck up and arrogant when you didn’t know who he was but when he showed you. You kept your shit asking him questions while he smacked the back of your head while you whined.

- He gets the most punishments if a mistake is created or a problem grew in a mission.

- you heal his wounds with Dr smiley

- Nurse ann Questioned why he hanged out with you and his reply made your heart burst “They make me laugh”

#fluff #x reader #creepypasta #headcannons #marble hornets #slenderman #creepypasta masky #Masky #timothy wright #tim masky #cp masky #marble hornets masky #marble hornets tim #help me

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Love me tender, love me sweet Never let me go You have made my life complete And I love you so

#shippy saturday #otp : highway to love #panam palmer #oc : virgile sarto #just fluff and cute #no drama today #just two nomads in love #cyberpunk photomode #cyberpunk 2077 #cp 2077 #glory pics

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Hey can you make a jeff the killer HC when he hears his s/o say "i love you" for the first time? Also i love your work!😊

Jeff the Killer, Ben Drowned, Eyeless Jack and Slenderman Hearing their S/O saying 'I love you' For The First Time.

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A/N: Hello there Anon! Thank you so much for reading my work! I'm also very sorry for the long reply. There are lots of requests in my other account so I hope you understand why I reply for a long time. Also, I made a bonus, I added Bren Drowned, Eyeless Jack and Slenderman.

Warning: Mention of blood, violence, profanity and a little bit of NSFW.

Gender: Neutral

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Jeff the Killer

Jeff the killer hear you saying that you love him? There could be many ways how it ended up. When I say that, it could give you a bad ending too where there's a chance you could get killed very brutally by him or uh....I'm not going to explain what will happen but you have the gist of it.

However, you don't need to worry too much. Those endings are only when he's in his sadistic mode or horny mode but when he's in other states such as calm or relaxed. He would be okay with it.

Well I wouldn't say he's okay with it but more like surprised. It is a new feeling for him and either we would look away and unsure what to do, teasing you back or either leave you alone to think why did you confess to him.

His personality screams ISTP which if you know the anime trope. ISTP people have a tendency to be cold and blunt so it wouldn't be a huge surprise that he would react to you by leaving you alone for a moment or standing there not knowing what to do.

However, you don't need to worry because once he knows what to do. He would tease you back and say he loves you back since you are his S/O. His hands would be a little bit grabby but still with your consent.

When you confess that you love him, his hands would cup your cheeks gently as he is smirking, "So, you do really love me. You know what's the next step~" and that's also your first kiss. He's bold after all.

Just don't confess to him when he is angry or when he is in his horny mode. That would be a nightmare for you darling, just say your first 'I love you' when he is in more sane condition.

He would endlessly tease you and get a little bit affectionate with you in physical touch. You would end up dying in embarrassment because of him

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The door slammed open, showing a tall killer with bleached skin, a cut smile, a jet black messy hair that was tied into a pony tail and deep baby blue eyes. His unblinking eyes looked around to search for you, his partner. It has been such a tiring day for him after all of the missions that Slenderman has given to him.

Scratching the back of his head, the tall make throw his shoes away before laying down on the couch as the blood on his hoodie stained the sofa. Slenderman would probably punish him for dirtying the furniture but he doesn't care, even if Slenderman going to use the deafening static to make him move his ass off.

Walking down the stairs, you saw your boyfriend already watching some kind of horror movie as his eyes glared at the movie. With a little smile, you strut up to him before sitting next to him. Not caring about the blood on the couch stained your clothes a little bit as you were sitting next to him.

Seeing you, his cut smile widened more as his hands slowly grabbed your thigh and rubbed it up and down, "Hey there, baby girl~" he says.

"Hey..." You greet back silently, laying your head on his shoulder.

"This is the first time you're being this affectionate. What is it, babe?" Jeff raises his eyebrows at you.

".....I love you," you look away trying to hide your red face.

Surprised was an understatement, he was stunned and you could see the buffering sign on top of his head. However, that did not last long as his smirk crept into the corner of his cheeks. His hands gently cupped your cheeks before he moved his hands to make you look at him in the eyes.

"Aww, is my little darling getting shy after saying 'I love you'. That's adorable~" he teases you as he made your lips getting closer to his chapped lips.

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Ben Drowned

Unlike Jeff, I know he is not as much an asshole as him but still going to tease you if you tell him that you love him for the first time. He would still at least respect your feeling.

Ben Drowned is even a bigger tease than Jeff the Killer so I will pray for your patience and the strength of your mentality. He would often fluster you to death with his teasings.

Ben Drowned personality screams ESTP so much. ESTP people can be very teaser when they want to fluster their S/O. After your confession of 'I love you. I am sure he would be even more grabby, his hands on your chin. You got your first kiss by him, and boom you had your make out with him

Of course, it can end two ways, it's not always teasing even though Ben Drowned can be a huge flirt, especially to his S/O. Sometimes, he could be a little bit fluffy.

The other ending is he would blushing a little bit as he knows that you said your first 'I Love You' but it would be gone for a little bit before he smiles as his arms wrapped around you.

Ben Drowned would carefully hug you and smile as his hands would gently trace your back in a comforting way even though his body is cold as hell. After all, he is a ghost.

Your head would be placed on the crook of his neck as his lips would gently peck the crown of your head before he also admitting that he loves you too.

If you are his S/O. I just hope that you don't get embarrassed easily because if Jeff is a huge tease, Ben Drowned is even bigger than he is although less asshole than him since he respects your feeling a little bit more.

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Tonight inside of Ben Drowned room filled with the sounds of statics and a character game from his PSP. The game itself not surprisingly is a Majora Mask, Legend of Zelda. Usually, he has someone to play together with him but his gaming buddy is on a mission so he's playing alone as the screen gets a little bit brighter than before.

It was getting boring for you as you keep yourself inside of your bedroom, particularly not doing anything besides listening to the music on your cellphone. It is kind of your rutine, listening to any kind of music when you were bored as you're waiting for SLenderman to give you a new mission.

Remember today Ben Drown doesn't have Jeff the KIller as his gaming buddy. You had an idea as you pushed yourself from your bed and left the bedroom, coming to his bedroom to spend your time together with your boyfriend as you ran from the dostairs and strutting to his bedroom.

Since he's a ghost of an elf, he could hear your footsteps even though his eyes were focused on the game. The boy turns around once he sees you opening the door with a shy smile on your face. "Hey there baby, wanna play a game with me and cuddle?"

"Sure" you walk up to him, sitting next to him.

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He was frustrated. He knows that you want to say something to him because your eyes keep glancing at him several times as if you want to say something but you were too embarrassed. Out of nowhere, the elf has an idea of how to make you speak up and tries to make you say the words out of your mind.

Ben Drown wraps his arms around your hips, his other hand gently intertwined with yours after he pauses the game before pulling you closer to his lap. "Babe, why are you so silent.....I can see you keep looking at me from the corner of my eyes," he snuggles his head to your shoulder.

"It's just....I wanna say that...I really love you, Ben," you look away to hide your red face.

"...Heh, I love you too. No need to be shy," he looks at you with a smirk on his face.

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Eyeless Jack

Even though Eyeless Jack is a demon or a dark fairy, he's not going to be as cruel as Jeff the Killer when it comes to confession, especially four first time saying I love you but I don't think he is also a huge tease like Ben Drowned.

Just like Jeff the killer, he is quite new to these kinds of feelings. If you are his S/O, you had to be patient around him. Even though he won't be as a jerk and teasing as Ben Drowned or Jeff, he would be respectful.

Eyeless Jack may be silent but don't be mistaken, he isn't shy but rather he's calm and collected. Unlike Jeff, he won't run away from his feeling, he just finds them strange and he is very observant.

He would notice quickly that you want to say something but you were keeping it. He's not going to force you to say it but he is willing to sit next to you and wait for you to admit that you love him (Saying you love him for the first time).

You couldn't see it because he is wearing his mask but he would gently smile at you underneath his mask. He would make you lean your forehead and touched his forehead like how lions are affectionate with each other.

Luckily, Eyeless Jack is not nosey and doesn't like to force things so if you are not prepared to at your first 'I love you' in front of him. He would be patient and let you say it at another time when you are ready.

In my opinion, once he knows that you like him back and you say that you love him for the first time. He would be quite flattered and a bit affectionate as he would hold your hand carefully since he has sharp claws.

He would pull his mask gently but not showing you his full face before he admits that he loves you too before giving you a sweet peck on your lips.

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Outside of the window, the sound of wind knocking against the window gets louder and louder each second. You were worried because today Slenderman gave your boyfriend a hard mission. It's not as hard as trying to take down Lord Zalgo but still.

You had been dating Eyeless Jack for two months ago but you haven't said your first "I love you' because you could feel your cheeks getting red and your heart beating louder each time trying to tell him how much you love him. Yes, you are a bit shy around him even though he's not as much as a creep or a huge tease like Offenderman and Jeff.

Unknownbeast to you, even though he doesn't have an eye. He is one of the most observant creepypasta other than Slenderman and Ben Drowned. He felt a little bit frustrated that you haven't said what's on your mind to him but he's not an asshole and he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable so he let you be.

As the door slammed wide open, your eyes shifted and you saw your boyfriend with dried blood on his clothes. His movements were sluggish and your eyes widened to see a huge red stain on his shoulder. Without thinking twice, your tiny feet ran up to him and your arms slithered his back and lead him to the nearest couch.

"W-WHAT Happened?! How did you get injured?!" You panicked.

"There were....hunters. One of them shot me," he flinches in pain.

"Wait in here! I will go to the medic bay and help you," you ran off.

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Tying the bandages on his shoulder, you have the courage to look at him in his unexistent eyes as your eyes show him a mixture of anger and worry, "Jack, I know you are a part of a demon but please be careful. I'm worried if you came home like this, what do you think how I feel.....you know I love you and seeing you hurt like this makes me hurt," you said.

"You...... you said it," he chuckles, not believing that you finally say it for the first time even though not at the right time. Underneath his mask, the corner of his lips twitches in happiness as his hands grab your cheeks, caressing them gently as his other hand lifts up his mask before his lips touch yours.

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Slenderman

Just like Eyeless Jack, he wouldn't be a huge tease like Jeff the KIller or Ben Drowned. He would be more gentlemanly and not try to fluster too much you because he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable.

Unlike the rest, Slenderman is already aware of feelings and just like Eyeless Jack, he won't run away and would try to confront those feelings.

Slenderman even though he has a strong Fi (Introverted Feeling), Slenderman also has a strong FE (Extroverted Feeling) which means he is also observant of your feeling so it would be difficult for you if you try to cover up your emotions around him.

There would be some little teasing here and there but it won't be as hardcore as Jeff The Killer and Ben Drowned, his teasings are more light-hearted and cute, making you blush but also smile.

His white pale hands would gently grab yours and even though he doesn't have a mouth. His unexistent lips would kiss the back of your hands like a gentleman.

Slenderman would also tell how beautiful, attractive, or handsome you are just to see your cheeks getting a little bit red after you told him that you love him for the first time as he also says he loves you back.

I know he sounds romantic, but if you say you're 'I love you' the first time when you had a date together with him. He would be even more romantic than other creepypastas.

You can expect gifts for you, it could be flowers, plushies if you like cute things or other stuff that you really like. It doesn't always have to be feminine stuff, some of them are handmade or it's out of his magic mixed with nature.

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Putting on your favourite clothes, you are getting ready for your date together with Slenderman, He's always been such a busy man, especially when it comes to stopping Lord Zalgo plans or Creepypasta hunters. It wasn't his fault and you know it but you couldn't help but miss him, craving his touch and his words of sweet nothings.

However, because there was no movement from the rival. Slenderman finally had some free time and he asked you a few days ago to gang out together with you inside of the forest and enjoy the nature. It was just a simple plan but you still love it nonetheless because of the fresh air and the interaction with small animals.

After putting on the clothes, there was a loud static near you and you turn around to see your boyfriend, Slenderman. Even though he always same the wear thing which consists of a suit and red tie, it still looks good on him.

"Are you ready to go, my darling?" Slenderman asks, offering his hands.

"Y-yes" You hold his hands.

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Sitting on top of the three while Slenderman standing next to you, you could see the sun is getting down as the sky is painted by the colour of red, orange and a little bit purple and blue. You smile softly as you watch the beautiful sight in front of your eyes, and one of the reasons why you love it is because you rarely see the sunset even if you say inside of a creepypasta mansion.

For a few seconds, you turn your head as your eyes meet with the side of Slenderman's face. Taking a deep breath, you can feel this current moment is the right time to say what's on your mind.

"Slenderman, I know we are just recently dating but.....I love you, more than anything," you glance down, hiding your red cheeks.

Slenderman was a bit surprised, even if he doesn't have a face. You could sense Slenderman was happy nonetheless with your confession," Darling, it is very sudden. However, I love you too my sweet darling," his hands gently held one of your hands before he pulls it to his unexistent mouth and kissed it.

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#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta scenarios #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta x you #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta fluff #cps #cps headcanon #jeff the killer headcanons #jeff the killer #jeff the killer x reader #ben drowned x reader #ben drowned #ben drowned headcanon #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack headcanon #eyeless jack #slenderman x reader #slenderman #slenderman headcanons #CPS #Cps headcanons

[xveenusx]

You

Paring(s): JJ maybank x fem!reader

Summary: Request- John b's little sister grew up with JJ. Both boys are protective of her but when John B and Sarah leave on the boat, she only has JJ. She realizes she has feelings for him, not knowing he feels the same.

Authors note: I decided I could give you guys a sprinkle of fluff and slight smut after the last two pieces! This takes place at the beginning of season 2 where they believe Sarah and John b are dead.

Also, someone complained about the length of my pieces. I know they’re long but it’s just my writing style. I like for the readers to feel what the main character is feeling. If the length bothers you, then don’t read it!

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Angry.

That’s how I felt.

At myself. At my dad. At John B.

When we first lost our dad, it didn’t feel real. I waited outside on the steps of the chateu hoping to see him come back on his boat. Suddenly, hours turned to days which turned into months and the hope that filled my chest shrank bit by bit until I no longer sat outside.

Instead, John B and I did what we could. After successfully evading CPS, we decided it was best to lay low. That was the thing about us, we always managed to make the best out of a shitty situation because let’s face it, being born on the cut was shitty situation after shitty situation.

Unfortunately, it felt like the stress had finally caught up to me. Being surrounded by unfamiliar people caused a bitter sense of panic to fill my very core. My anxiety had amplified tenfold as the once out going girl became completely sheltered.

It was safer that way. At least, if I isolated myself, losing someone else won’t hurt as bad as this. Because as long as I had my brother, everything else was manageable.

Losing my dad was tough, almost impossible but at least I had John B.

Until, I didn’t.

It didn’t hit me until I saw the boat capsize with my brother and Sarah in it. I was truly an orphan, in every sense of the word.

My knees had given out as every emotion crashed into my body like a violent tsunami. A silent scream leaving my body as I could no longer hold myself up.

Familiar arms caught me just as I was about to hit the floor, the rain pounded into my skin like thousands of needles. As I drew in a sharp breath, my voice impossible to find, a delicate smell of sex wax and salt filled my nose.

JJ.

“Please breathe. I need you to take a b-breath,” He pleaded, his voice shook in obvious grief. He had just lost his brother too.

I couldn’t seem to do what he was asking. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing for this nightmare to end, but thought after thought slammed into my head repeatedly. My chest squeezed tightly, so tight that I began to claw at it, desperate to relieve the tension.

Yet, nothing seemed to work. I could see him now, his image blurred due to the tears falling from my eyes. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t hear anything.

My fingers slowly started to cramp due to the lack of oxygen from my inability to calm down. The tidal wave known as anxiety pulled me deep, my vision slowly becoming black before my unconscious body falls limp in the arms of my brother’s best friend.

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I hated this sign.

My eyes glared at the makeshift headstone my friends made for Sarah and John B that was carved into the tree.

It served as another reminder that my brother left me.

I’ve become close friends with anger and sadness.

Our friends tried to give me a sense of stability and normalcy, one that I’ve been lacking since the moment our dad died. Kie always stopped by bringing left overs from her parent’s restaurant. Pope would help me with my homework and go over scholarship options. I knew he was trying to help me plan for the future, but we both knew he was the only one that could really get out. I welcomed the distraction and tried to enjoy the small bubble I’ve created for myself.

And then, there was JJ.

JJ was special.

He all but moved in to the chateau, never leaving me alone in my thoughts for too long. He took up a serving job at some kook club to feed us and always brought me with him. I would sit in a small corner throughout, his shifts and enjoy his company.

In a way, I think it was for him just as much as it was for me. We had both bonded over the loss of my brother and it caused an invisible string to tether us together in a way that almost felt intimate.

I blew out a breath.

Standing up, I wiped off the dirt from my thighs and flexed my hands. JJ was on his way to pick me up and take me to the annual bonfire here on the island.

When he asked me, my first reaction was an immediate no. I had avoided going near large groups of people since they believed my brother to be a murder, therefore, making me guilty by association. Just the thought of surrounding myself around those people made my skin itch.

But I also knew that we were both desperate to feel the closest thing to normal that we could find.

What he didn’t know was that feeling of normalcy could only be achieved when he was with me. Breathing was easier when he was with me, living was easier.

The familiar sound of a bike engine caused my stomach to flutter with nerves.

“You ready?”

Inhaling deeply, I turned around to see JJ leaning against his bike looking every bit as handsome as the first time I laid eyes on him. He was grinning, something he reserved just for me, with a toothpick on one side.

If he was here, then I’d be able to do anything.

“I go where you go.”

JJ’s blue eyes shined at my words. He shot me his infamous smirk that nearly caused the butterflies in my stomach to erupt.

“You got that right. Get on the bike, let’s get the fuck out of here.”

My brain was my biggest enemy. It had a tendency to disrupt whatever sense of peace I had and destroy it with every self sabotaging thought I’ve ever had.

In this case, my brain wanted to know just how many girls sat there before me.

Noticing my hesitation, JJ raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. “What’s up?”

“I just don’t want to get cooties from all the girls you let on this thing.”

He rolled his eyes. “Get your ass on the bike.”

My feet moved towards the bike as I mumbled under my breath. Stopping in front of him, JJ brushes some loose strands of my hair out of my face before grabbing the helmet that was on the seat.

I reached for it but JJ shoved my hands away, shooting me a flat look. Huffing, I stood there as JJ placed the helmet on my head, tightening the strap under my chin.

“Why do I have to wear a helmet and you don’t?”

“Because you matter.” His response was immediate.

Speechless, I said nothing more as he continued with the unnecessary pampering before he finally let me on the bike. Revving the engine, JJ kicks up the stand before reaching behind and grabbing my arm, settling it around his waist. He tapped my thigh twice to signal we were going and we took off.

I clung to his body, watching as the greenery blurred into one large mass, my thoughts doing the same.

You matter.

You matter.

You matter.

But what did that mean? What did it mean to him? What did I mean to him?

Because, I knew exactly what he meant to me.

There were small moments we shared. Our eye contact would stay on each other for a beat too long or his hands would linger just a minute longer than normal.

I knew, at least for me, our friendship had reached a very blurred line. My feelings for him seemed to consume me but I couldn’t tell how he felt. No one ever could, JJ didn’t let them.

He would say things like this that would completely throw me out of the loop. So we settled into a routine, one that resembled a relationship yet we weren’t in one.

The familiar cackle of the fire and shouts of excitement signaled that we were close to the party. Unease leaked into my bloodstream as I flexed my fingers into JJ’s shirt, the nerves sky rocketing.

JJ parked next to some truck but my focus was broken. My eyes jumped all over, taking in the scene all while trying to remind myself to breathe. People were shot gunning while others were playing beer pong, kooks and pouges alike.

Everyone was laughing and smiling, but it all seemed foreign to me. This was what I used to do, when things weren’t as complicated and dark as they were now. It felt almost wrong to go dancing and drinking when my life was in shambles.

A small touch to my wrist pulled me out of my thoughts as I turned to face JJ. A look of concern painted his face as he pressed his fingers against my wrist, checking my pulse.

“JJ, I’m fine.” I said exasperated but secretly, I adored how he took care of me. It made me feel like to him, I was different than all the other girls.

I just couldn’t decipher if he took care of me out of obligation to John B or because he actually cared for me.

He picked up this habit after I passed out in his arms. JJ always brushed his fingers against the inside of my wrist, just to double check that I wasn’t going to pass out again.

My anxiety was yet another monster I had to tackle after I lost John B and JJ was the only one that could calm me down. He weighed me down like an anchor.

“Look at me,” he demanded, his fingers lifting my chin causing my eyes to meet his.

His gaze ran over every inch of my face before a small satisfied smile played his lips.

“Do you believe me now?”

JJ shot me a wink, before cupping my face gently. “I’ll be back with tequila, don’t move.”

A small laugh left my mouth. “JJ, I don’t hang out with anyone else.”

“I’m all you can handle anyways, baby.”

My stomach dipped at the term of endearment. Laughing it off, I shooed him away and within seconds people were calling out his name, tugging him into their groups.

He seemed relax—happy even—to be surrounded by familiar people that I’m sure made him feel normal. I wanted him to have that, god, did I want him to have that.

So I ignored the nausea that nipped at my throat and spent the next five minutes looking around, hoping to spot Pope or Kie with no luck.

JJ deserved some time that didn’t involve watching me.

Only, I didn’t expect him to disappear for the rest of the night.

Hours later, I pushed passed the sweaty, overheated bodies as the bass of the music trembled through the air rattling my chest. The mass of bodies caused a layer of sweat to cover my body the further I went into the crowd. Intense rap music was being blasted instantly getting a reaction by the drug induced people around me.

Just by a simple sweep of the overcrowded property, I gave it a solid half hour before the cops showed up.

A large figure stumbled into me, beer sloshing onto my top. I gasped, stepping back slightly wincing at the cold liquid dripping down my stomach.

"Sorry," He slurred before stumbling back into the mosh pit of raging teens.

A familiar laugh rang out and almost immediately my body reacted to it. It was odd. After years of hearing his voice and his laugh, you would think I'd have gotten used to it by now, but no.

The effect he had on my body left me stunned.

My eyes were drawn to him instantly. I blocked everything else out.

His head was tilted back as he belted out another laugh. JJ was leaning against a wall with a hand holding a beer bottle loosely and the other moving as he spoke animatedly to the group that surrounded him.

His sun touched skin complimented his bright blue orbs that shined with a child-like wonder. JJ’s golden colored locks were thick and fell into a messy heap on his head, loose strands brushing against his forehead.

The black cut muscle tee he wore displayed every muscle as he continued to move his arms to accompany his storytelling.

JJ Maybank was a sight for sore eyes.

He was still talking rapidly when he glanced up and locked eyes with mine. JJ’s ocean eyes shined as he shot me a megawatt smile nearly sending me to my knees. He stopped mid-conversation and motioned for me to come over, his eyes once again gleaming with a unspoken level of affection.

I remained frozen. Sometimes this happened. I got overwhelmed by just how much I needed him.

JJ managed to knock me off my feet a solid five times a day. Each time welcomed even more than the last.

He bit his lip, stopping a smile as he bid his friends goodbye and began walking over to where I stood, running a hand through his hair messily.

I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say when a manicured hand rested itself on his stomach, stopping him in his tracks.

“Haven’t see you in awhile. Where ya been?”

Stacey Williams had this thing about her.

What it was, I couldn’t say, but it was enough for JJ to keep going back for more. She was the only other girl in his life that he gave a fraction of his attention to.

That fact alone made me nervous.

Just walk away, JJ. Please just walk away.

Instead, he took a seat next to her and shot her smile that was reserved for me.

People stumble between us, blocking my view but I could still hear them conversing.

“You know me, Steis. I’m here, I’m there. Just doin’ me.”

She let out a giggle causing me to roll my eyes. He’s really not that funny.

“You haven’t been answering my calls. I figured, tonight you could come over and we could talk.”

My stomach tied itself in knots at the silence on his end. It was almost like he was contemplating going.

“I -I can’t tonight. I came with John b’s sister.”

I winced. That’s all I was to him?

I could see Stacey lean forward and slip her hand along the open slit of his muscle tee. “She follows you around like a lost puppy, JJ. It’s almost sad if it wasn’t so weird.”

I saw him shake his head. “It’s not like that, we’re both just dealing with everything the best way we can.”

Stacey rolled her eyes before she took a sip of her drink, “JJ, your hot but please tell me you’re not that blind. The girl is basically in love with you.”

Judging by the way JJ froze, I now knew that I misjudged every interaction we’ve had to this point. He didn’t even notice how I felt.

“What-I mean-no. She’s just a girl that needs help. I mean, come on. She’s just John B’s sister.”

The only thing more humiliating than finding out the person you want doesn’t want you, is finding out they were only there for you because of an obligation.

I wasn’t special to him. I was just John B’s little sister.

I think another part of me died right there, because yet again, I have lost another person I loved.

But this time, he wasn’t gone, no—he was right in front of me, but he might as well have been a million miles away or six feet under.

Eavesdropping is the quickest way to a broken heart. Words not meant for your ears strike your heart in a brutal assault until nothing remained.

Finally, the crowd that separated us moved and I stood there stupidly staring at him.

Feeling the weight of my gaze, JJ turned his head and his eyes widened before settling into a look of guilt.

I tore my gaze off of him and looked at her. The smug smile she wore told me she intended for me to hear what he had said.

My face heated, and I glanced down at the drink in my hand. How could I be so fucking stupid?

Ignoring the sickening twists in my stomach, I tossed back the strong liquor in my cup. The burning trail the tequila left is the feeling I decided to focus on.

Spinning around, my eyes searched for another cooler, desperate to keep the burning feeling going.

“Shit-Wait,” I could hear JJ shouting for me but I kept moving.

Finding a handle of tequila, I flicked the top off and took a pull. The bitter burn fell over my body with a fuzzy warmth.

JJ knocks the bottle out of my hand.

“What the fuck is your problem?”

“Since when do you drink like that?” He asked.

“Go away, JJ. I don’t need you to babysit me anymore.”

“Listen, if this is about what I said-“

“You’re free, JJ,” my voice trembled with pain,” You don’t need to waste any more of your time on me.”

I grabbed a red solo cup, sniffing the contents, and just as I was about to chug it back, his hand slaps it out of my own.

“Will you stop fucking drinking that-“ JJ’s baby blues narrowed as he growled at me.

“What are you, my dad? You’re taking this baby sitting gig a little too seriously.”

It was, then I noticed how many eyes were on us. The music was still blasting, but no one was dancing.

My breathing picked up at the sudden attention. I dug my nails into the palm of my hand to distract my body from the ever growing panic that plagued my body.

JJ’s eye clock in on my nervous tic causing his glare to soften. A figure approaching pulled my focus off of him.

Topper strides over with a drink in his hand and a lazy smile. “Hey man-“

“Top, your wearing sandals bro. Step off.”

“I’m just saying man, she doesn’t want to talk to you.”

JJ’s eyes darkened as a threatening smile slowly graced his lips. “Wanna run that by me again?”

“I forgot that you pouges are missing a couple brain cells,” Topper lolled his head to the side and shot me a wink, “Since you’re clearly a bit slow, I’ll spell it out for you. She. Doesn’t. Want. To. Talk. To. You.”

“I dont remember you being this cocky with a gun to your head.” The words were spoken softly but the threat was clear.

A storm brewed in JJ’s eyes as the bright blue was replaced by something much darker.

My heart jumped at his tone and the look in his eyes made me swallow hard. Disgust filled me as heat began to build between my legs forcing me to press my thighs together.

Hands up on surrender, Topper shot me a look before heading back to his friends. JJ’s eyes stayed on him for a beat ensuring that he wouldn’t come back.

When he was satisfied, JJ moved towards me in quick strides making me yelp in surprise.

His ring covered hand grasped my upper arm and tugged me back to his bike. I shrugged out of his hold and crossed my arms across my chest, hoping it’ll keep a safe distance between the two of us.

I couldn’t think clearly when he was close.

“Listen-“

“No thanks.”

“If you would just-“

“Go away.”

“Can you please stop acting-“

“Why don’t you go back to Stacy? I’m sure she’d find this conversation enlightening.” I spat, shoving his reaching hands away.

“I dont want to talk to Sta-“

“Are you sure? You seemed to have a lot to say be-“

“Jesus Christ, would you just shut up?” JJ shouted with his hands in his hair.

My mouth opened and closed in shock.

“You’re the most frustrating person on this fucking island.” He growled, shaking his head in false amusement.

“Then why are you still talking to me?”

“Because it’s you.”

Throwing my hands up in defeat, I let out a bleak laugh. “What does that even mean? Stop pretending you care. Stop pretending to be my-“

“I wasn’t pretending.” He shook his head, the blue orbs pleading for me to understand,”Stacey was just saying shit to get a reaction-“

“She wasn’t wrong.”

He stopped talking and stared at me, almost confused.

My body trembled slightly with nerves as I prepared to finally expose every bit of my heart to the blue eyed boy in front of me.

“What she said—about how I feel about you. She was right. Anybody with two fucking eyes can see how I feel about you, except for you.”

I furiously wiped my eyes stop the tears from falling. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

“But now I know you only see me as John B’s little sister. It’s just humiliating that you chose to say that to Stacey instead of me.”

I was going to throw up. My stomach churned and swayed but I swallowed down the urge.

JJ let out a harsh sound, “I feel fucking guilty, okay? I feel guilty that I don’t see you the way I should. John B was my best friend and now I’m falling for his sister? It’s eating at me.”

“Then leave-“

“Shut up,” He snapped. “You’ve already got to say what you wanted. It’s my turn.”

My throat tightened as I braced myself for his confession.

“I look at you and I have to stop myself from kissing you even though it’s all I can think about.”

His eye contact seared into my very soul. I could feel it pierce my pounding heart.

“So you aren’t the only one that feels something.”

My heart was in my throat as I processed his words.

“But you said-“

“I lied.” He cut me off with a shrug and advanced towards me, clearly fed up with the distance I placed between us.

In a last ditched effort, I put up my hands to stop him in his tracks. I needed to think. I needed to breathe.

“Don’t touch me.” The plea itself was weak at best.

At the sound of my sob, JJ ignores my demand, and shoves my hands away, despite my weak attempt to keep him out of my space.

Instantly, his fingers curl themselves along my wrist and take note of my pulse. He let out a distressed sound from what I can only assume is the pounding of my pulse and whispers soothing words.

Taking in gulps of air, he slowly counts me down to a manageable pace of breathing. My shaking slowly begins to subside and my very focus is just on him.

Resting his forehead on mine, JJ whispers pleadingly, “Please stop crying.”

Another kiss lands on my nose. “I’m sorry.”

His request along with his sweet pleadings, causes my defenses to crumble down. Another sob tears from my chest as I relax into his embrace.

“I didn’t mean it.” He muttered, brushing my tears away with his thumb.

“Then why did you say it?” My words were soft, barely a whisper.

“Because she’s not important enough to know how I feel.”

Our eyes were glued to each other, a deep unknown longing singeing us together.

“You said I was just some girl.”

JJ tilted my head up, his fingers trailing softly along my bottom lip, “I meant my girl.”

“I have a lot of baggage,” I gave him one more shot at leaving.

“Good thing I have a truck.”

“But she-“

He shook his head, leaning down so there’s just a sliver of space between our lips, so close that we were inhaling each others breaths.

“You’re the only one I want.”

JJ bent down, his arms circling themselves directly below my ass, and picked me up causing me to shout out in surprise.

My hands curled onto each of his arms, my stomach fluttering at the flex of his muscles. He set me on the seat of the bike, his large calloused hands gripped my upper thighs tightly sending a wave of heat right to my core.

JJ’s half lidded eyes dart between my gaze and my lips. “Tell me to stop.”

The words never crossed my lips.

He let out a sound of satisfaction, tugging my legs open to stand in between them.

His ring covered fingers danced along the strands of my hair before nesting themselves at the root, gripping the nape tightly, "You’re mine.”

Heat instantly swarmed my belly as I drastically tried to collect my thoughts. My lips trembled as he hovered over me, his figure towering over my small frame.

JJ swiped his tongue along my parted lips before biting gently. Instantly, my body jolted forward and we were chest to chest, perfectly aligned.

My grip on his biceps tightened as I tremble with anticipation.

Finally, he pressed his lips to mine, slowly guiding our kiss. Gripping my hair tighter, he tilts my head sliding his tongue inside.

A small whimper escaped my lips causing a groan to erupt from him. Almost lazily, he pulled back slightly and pulled my bottom lip into his, sucking softly.

White hot lust seared itself into my blood. I let out a whine and pushed myself up, pressing my lips to his, desperate for another taste of JJ.

My blood was pounding in my ears as I tugged him closer. Almost lazily, I teased his mouth open and slid my tongue inside. Humming with desire, I gently sucked on his tongue causing him to flex his grip on my thighs.

JJ pulled back giving me the opportunity to catch my breath. His fingertips left a heated trail along my face as he caressed every inch.

He shook his head, laughing to himself softly,” It’s you. It’s always been you.”

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I love sassy JJ. Sorry for the delayed upload, I got into a car accident and am just now starting to get better:)

Please let me know what you think!! Next piece will be yummy smut with Rafe

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[kharonion]

Before now, Kerry didn't much think himself a morning person; greeting the world was honestly a fuckin' chore. Now, though, mornings are something he looks forward to. The most magical moments of the day are when he wakes up next to the man who brightened those shadows more than the sun itself.

And, those times he is so grateful for where he sees Vikt at his most vulnerable, and especially when he can be the one to wake him up.

"Rise and shine, pretty boy." "Mmm... little longer?" "Fine, just a little longer..."

#sorry i just needed some Soff Fluff content in my day #featuring Vikt without his makeup for once (since i remembered to toggle it off kdsjhf) #oc: vikt #kerry eurodyne #x: dark matter in our space #khar vp #kerry x male v #cyberpunk 2077 #cp 2077

[creepypasta65]

can I request Jeff, Liu and maybe Ben with a s/o who likes taking care of them? like if they don't sleep enough or eat their s/o tells them to and gets worry?

Thanks for the request :)

Jeff, Liu, and Ben with a s/o who likes taking care of them:

Jeff: 

Jeff loves that you care about him and want to take care of him. He will be happy and teases you about it. 

He will listen to everything you say, like tell him to get some sleep, and he will. Jeff doesn't like making you worry about him. 

Jeff will sometimes cry when thinking about how much you take care of him, so expect random hugs and him thanking you for taking care of him

Liu:

Liu loves when you take care of him and will return the favor by taking care of you. He would rather take care of you than himself. 

He will love how much you care about him even though he doesn't care about himself. Please don't worry about him, he doesn't like you getting worried about him. 

Liu blushes and gets flustered when you notice that he didn't eat or sleep. He loves you so much. 

Ben:

Ben loves you taking care of him. Tell him to get some sleep, and he will say that he will only sleep if you sleep with him. 

He never expects anyone to take care of him and you taking care of him makes him happy. 

Ben feels sad when you worry about him. He doesn't want you to get worried. 

He likes to thank you by floating around you and hugging you. 

Have a nice day :)

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[cluelesspigeons]

This is written for the prompt “zenith” from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 92

Drarry microfic: flutter

Draco looked up at the burning sun. It was well past its zenith, though it was still too hot outside. He couldn’t risk his fair skin turning into a lobster.

He glanced at the glittering ocean in front of him. He could just about make out the messy blob of dark hair between the waves and the blue water.

His smile softened as he saw Harry hold little Scorpius high above the water, jumping around. He had never thought the sight would make his heart flutter like that. It was truly perfect.

Prompt from June 6th

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[thenightwolf51]

So i originally had this idea when i reblogged this post by @saphushia but i wanna just seperate it out as its own little prompt.

A quick context is that Danny seems to be roaming around Gotham like some homeless cryptid, kinda Bus to Nowhere style but with more vigilante interaction and casual offerings of first aid. And the batkids are keeping their adoption bait First Aid Cryptid(tm) secret from Batman.

One set of tags in the reblogs from @little-pondhead caught my attention

I came up with both funny answers and an angsty answer for that "#why?" but here's the angsty one (though i promice i actually envision it to be more hurt/comfort with a lot of family fluff)

Actual Prompt⬇️⬇️

Something happens, maybe a reveal gone wrong, maybe he got capture by the GIW, maybe he lost Jazz and his parents somehow.

Whatever it is, it leaves Danny with a need to escaped to a new dimension which just so happens to end up being the DCU. He winds up in Gotham and is just trying to start over, easier said than done but at there's plenty of heros around so he doesn't need to go ghost and he can still patch up the local vigilantes to feed his obsession. He's just not up to being Phantom yet and he's still recovering from whatever happened in Amity, whether it be mentally or physically.

Plus these vigilantes are kinda fun to mess with. Danny can practically see the gears turning as they try to put together and make sense of his little "lore drops", that Red Robin almost reminds him of Wes in a way.

Its not like he really needs to hide anyways. There's no GIW here, no Anti-Ecto Acts, if it really comes down to it he could probably pass as meta and fall under those protection laws. Judging by Signal, Danny's pretty sure Batman's bluffing on the whole "hating metas" thing anyways.

It takes awhile before Danny actually does meet the big bat himself and the reaction he gets is nothing anyone was expecting.

You see theres one little detail danny couldn't have been warned about, and its that there just so happens to be a version of Jazz here.

Except this Jazz lost her Danny when they were in high school, as in full on dead and gone Danny, no halfas here, the portal simply did not work and it was just regular ole lethal electrocution that hit her little brother.

What if she grew up with a young Bruce somehow, whether it be because CPS took her from the Fentons after her Danny's death or Amity Park simply doesn't exist in the DCU making Gotham the city with the thinnest veil and thus where the Fenton's chose to settle down.

This Jazz is an adult in her 40s but was once a kid smart enough to go to Gotham Academy on scholarship (or maybe the Fenton's had enough money from patents?). A kid who took one look at young Bruce's grumpy little face and decided he needed a honest friend, one that wasn't after status or money.

This Jazz grew up being a secondary voice of reason for Bruce, ganging up with Alfred in their own crusade to enforce healthy habits on him in between their weekly tea sessions.

This Jazz lost her brother and could not only understand Bruce's resoning on a minor level but encouraged his planned "journey of self discovery and healing". (Though the bat costume he made when he came back was unexpected and she gave him a look to rival Alfred for it)

This Jazz grew up to be a social worker because if anyone had cared enough to take her away from the Fenton's sooner then her brother might've still been alive

This Jazz being the one Bruce calls when he first gets Dick because holy shit he has no idea what hes doing and "Jazz, i just became a father, help!"

This Jazz being a sort of aunt to all the Batkids and is a major influence that has led to their dynamics being similar to Wayne Family Adventures

Bruce goes pale and later calls Jazz after he finally gets a glimps/meets the so called "First Aid Cryptid" his kids have been obsessed with. Because this kid that he's looking at with the barely visible lichtenberg scars... that's a face he hasn't seen in little over 20 years, that's his old friend's long dead baby brother.

Bruce sees danny and his mind rapidly jumps to all sorts of possibilities. Is this a clone? Is this a trap? Are the Lazarus pits involved somehow? Time travel? He does consider a ghost but this kid is too solid and they're nowhere near the old dilapidated Fenton Works building

Eventually, down the line when they get the full story of Danny being from an alternate dimension, Jazz might try to adopt him. Which has potential to be unhealthy but i fully believe Jazz would be aware enough not to project her decades old grief on this Danny, who is so similar but so different to her brother.

(Because I think a Gotham raised Danny would've been similar to a young Jason in street smarts so this Amity raised Danny is noticeably different)

Danny on the other hand... not sure if i could say the same, especially if he just lost his Jazz before winding up in the DCU. But again, this is an adult Jazz in her late 40s with professional experience dealing with traumatized kids, and she'll do her best to help him through it

Im imagining Jazz and Bruce to have a more platonic friendship, maybe even see each other as family, but you could go with Parent Syndrome if you want

(And because i love to see other peoples ideas and opinions, @omnicrafts @ailithnight @atiyasnake @hdgnj @nelkcats @nerdpoe @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 @dcxdpdabbles. Sorry i tag you guys so much but i like your writing, im eager to offer ideas, and your posts have been major sources of joy while ive been hyperfixating on DPxDC)

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