I know that there's already belle, but what if there was a sheep part timer? Y/N took her under their wing, the sheep coworker joining in order to boost her confidence, maybe like a few months after Y/N started working? Or at least Y/N was there long enough to be considered best fit for a new employee. Sheep idolizes Y/N and slowly sees the customers as lesser to Y/N, like they have to earn Y/N similar to how Sheep tries to. Generally, Sheep seems shy and innocent, but she has a huge praise kink and giving worship to y/n to the point she doesn't even let those other than Y/N touch her.
Sorry that this is so long, and there's already four characters for the yan owner café, but I just had to air it out. I've been loving it. -🍭
"Come on... You can do this."
An unsteady hand pours syrup around the inner later of a glass; a bump from a passing coworker causing the bottle to go off course - a bleat coming from the anxiety striken woman as she looks at the mess she had created.
"Oh dear..." Shanna grabs a few paper towels from the nearby rack and quickly cleans up the accident. She had been part of the cafe's staff for three months now starting today. Majority of staff was made up of humans, but she managed to gain a spot. She had been mostly working in the kitchen at the time, but recently started floor work. It was tough, but the coworker in charge of helping her out had made things alot easier.. and pleasant.
They're counting on you...
Shanna's face goes beet red as the thought crosses her mind. She shakes it from memory, and goes back to work. Her hands still tremble as the words linger in the back of her head, but she's able to get the iced coffee done and ready for her customer.
Shanna pushes the kitchen door open with her back as she steps out into the main area. Busy day, as always. Not too many people requested a timid sheep like her to be their master, but those who did were always a bit off. At least she had someone to tell the stranger ones off in the beginning. Shanna always wondered what it would be like to take care of them.
The poor sheep is once again left to cast wondering thoughts from her mind. Stay focused. Y/n wouldn't get this distracted on the job. Shanna stands up straight and walks further into the room. She tries not to think about you much, but it helps with her shyness to imagine the person she's delivering to is you. You'd thank her for a job well done and a pat on the head. Maybe even a ki-"
Shanna stops in her tracks. It seems the subconsciously thinking of you lead her right to you. You take care of a customer a few rows from hers; all smiles and professional as always. So perfect.
Feeling eyes on you, you look up; spotting your dear coworker and friend. You give her a small wave; warm expression now directed her way. Shanna train of thought derails - legs becoming aware of the fact one of her shoes was untied as she back pedals from the scene.
"Ah!" The tray flies from her hands as she trips over the stray lace. The glass thankfully misses her as it crashes off to the side, but it's contents are a different story. She sits up; sticky coffee covering the lower half of her dress. Tears form in her eyes. You excuse yourself from the table and rush over to help.
"Shanna, are you okay?"
She nearly bursts into tears as you offer your hand. She's not hurt- least not physically. You always help her out and she can't do a thing to show you can rely on her. It's not fair.
You help up her and to the break room; cleaning her up as best as the few towels you had would allow. The coffee had completely seepee through her clothes - white fabric bleached a soft beige. You reach her face as you hold the towel, dabbing at the corners of her wet eyes.
"Hey, Bo, it's alright. We all have out bad days."
Shanna looks away. Not even the usage of her nickname can make her feel better. Her bad days were every day, and she was no closer to working up the courage to tell you how she feels. You allow her the silence; striking up another question.
"Do you have a change of clothes?"
Shanna shakes her head.
"Hm.. Thanks okay. It's not much, but I have something you can use." You go to your locker, grabbing a spare shirt you kept for emergency from your stuff. She shakes her head again, blushing this time.
"I-I can't..."
You gently push the shirt into her hands. "But you will. Your shift was almost over anyway and you might get sick if you don't have some kind of protection."
Shanna slowly takes the shirt, staring at the floor. You place your hand on her head, palm falling bewteen her cloud like locks and bewteen her horns as you stroke
"You did your best and that's all anyone needs. Nobody's gonna hound on you for one little mistake. You did a really good job today."
You straight up as you grab your notepad from the table. "I have to go back outside, but let me know when you head out."
You leave with one final pat to her head. As soon as you exit, Shanna looks at the shirt. She holds it to her nose. It may be clean, but it still smells like you. She'd rather the coffee be boiling hot than put it on. Carrying something so priceless in her possession, it was a sin just to hold it on hand.
Shanna buries her face in its fabric; growing acquainted with each fiber. Her best may truly be something to you, but she'd shoot that expectation out of the water someday and show you that she's the only one you should ever come to in a time of need.
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I always wonder about the bully, what would happen if s/o just moved from the school, like they can't take the bullies anymore. And when they finally find them they see s/o kissing their lover and holding hands. Bonus point if the lover said "don't worry, no one will bully you anymore i'm here" just fluff pls no bad end for the lover but i want to see the bully get pissed hahahaahha
What time is it? It's "Eat the hearts of my ocs" o'clock! But we're WEEKS late!
(I'm so sorry for the wait ;-; I have no idea when it comes to passage of time)
I want to change the request just a little bit because it's been a while but I've been referring to my bully ocs as college age/older- I know it's just fluff but I want to just add a little sprinkle of pain✨
[🚚🧳🌉] This post has something similar to that-
TW/Tags: They/Them being used in the beginning as a neutral singular pronoun, just in case anyone gets confused, you can say it was either one of the twins// they went loco while you were gone // delusional, slight victim blaming mentality, bullying, stalking, slight mentions of pain/harm, mentions of insomnia // nothing happens in this one to be honest.
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Breaking apart [Yandere!Bully!OCs x Gender Neutral!Reader - Headcanons]:
🎇 Let me set the stage for a quick sec!🎇
It was just so sudden that they couldn't avoid it sooner- Perhaps you managed to keep your mouth shut for long enough so that they wouldn't hear the rumors of it, or since you didn't have close friends (thanks to them) no one was able to snitch on you.
Maybe you didn't even give them any hints around your social media, nothing seemed out of ordinary in your posts-
Not even the teachers seemed to know of your plans, or if they did, they made sure to keep it a well hidden secret.
The only change to your usual routine was that small yet noticeable hopeful glint in your eyes, as if something was keeping you in a good mood even while having to deal with your bully each day.
Ah, for a few days they thought that it was because of them, going as far as thinking that now was that time- Finally, finally you would have come to terms with your own feelings towards them and finally confess it for all to hear! It would be a pitiful display but they were sure it would be all worth it in the end.
You never did that, however. The day after you changed schools, so quickly that they couldn't make any plans to stop you.
Their younger self felt more insulted than anything, you dare to run away from them your entire life than to deal with your responsibilities?… It was pathetic and cowardly, from their point of view.
Then again, in their point of view you were also responsible for the way they would treat you, for the countless nights left without sleep, and for the constant paranoia that plagues them.
It was so obvious (to them) that you just didn't want to deal with the shame of liking your bully, and although changing schools was an ""exaggeration"" on your part, they thought they could deal with your lack of presence just fine.
They didn't. It only made it so much worse.
But it wasn't until later on, after years of being away from you that they would be able to understand why you left school…
Finding you by chance after so long was a miracle, to be honest! It was impressive how you managed to hide yourself online so well and ever better yet in public.
You wouldn't be able to understand the joy, the rush that runs through their veins as they see you after such a long time of no signs of your presence or of your existence! Ah, but then again it made sense, right? They were awful to you, weren't they? They didn't show you how much they actually admired you.
But they're older now! They matured! They would never act the same childish way that pushed you away in the first place!-
That's what they thought as they kept pushing people out of their way so they could follow your silhouette, desperately wanting to call for you but not having the strength to fully scream it out- Ah, wasn't this like old days? Wasn't this just like the time they would chase you? Although, you haven't noticed them yet due to the busy crowd…
It was when you finally stopped walking, your back turned to them that they finally were able to see you properly, you changed yet not enough to be fully unrecognizable- You grew yet in their eyes everything seemed to be just like in highschool all over again, but this time they promised that they would make things right!... Until they saw you hugging a stranger.
They didn't know who it was, and for all they cared it could be a friend, a family member, it didn't matter at all, all that it mattered was that they could see you again-
Yet before they could make any advance towards you, to finally speak their mind, they see you and the stranger hold hands and kiss. An innocent and very short action that to your bully feels like an eternity in Hell.
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→ Adrien Coldwell:
It's been such a long, long time since Adrien last saw you, last heard of you- In general he might as well have thought you were dead! And for the longest time, he really thought that!
So tell me, how do you think he felt seeing you in the arms of some nobody?
It's a joke, right? An unfunny prank you want to put him through, surely this isn't actually happening in front of his sleepy, barely holding each other up eyes.
Oh… Wait. You were never one for jokes, especially not with him, of course…
"... [Y/n]? [L/n] [Y/n]? It's you, isn't it? It really is you, isn't it?" Adrien's voice is lazy, tired, devoid of all that smugness and confidence he used to treat you with. He just needs to confirm that you really are here.
Ah… but when you turn around, your happy face goes back to one he recognized oh so well, of horror.
"It's you.. It is you, I shouldn't have doubted it- You've changed..! I'm… it's been so long, hasn't it..?" His sorrowful words hit you as if he was talking to a longtime friend, which you're not.
Ah, his state however… It's deteriorating. You knew who he was by his voice alone, it would be impossible to forget it after having it drilled into your brain with all that resentment and fear you harbored. But to see him in this depressed, messy state almost makes you feel pity towards him… What happened while you were gone?
That didn't matter now, however, you couldn't simply turn a blind eye to all of what he did, and all that healing you've done shouldn't be so easily broken just because he recognized you in public.
You considered your options, you could curse him off, talk to him indifferently and politely… Or simply walk away.
You didn't owe him anything, talking to him would only make you more uncomfortable than you already are- Who would blame you for not wanting to talk with your past tormentor?? You took your partner's hand and urged him to leave with you.
"Are you going already?.. I… I need to talk with you, maybe another time if you're busy.." He almost sounded considerate and respectful of your boundaries if it wasn't for his hand holding your arm and stopping you from getting away. Possessively clingy onto you almost in a threatening way.
You felt this sensation before, yet you wish you didn't. You wish you weren't as terrified as you were but as long as the situation keeps on escalating you can't help but feel more and more like you were still in highschool being helpless and scared of turning your head to face him. Like a cursed time machine, you're brought back to feeling worried of what will happen if you tell him to stop, to leave you alone! You remember how no one used to believe you when you mentioned being bullied, how no one dared to say anything because "oh well, is just the Coldwell!" As if that alone gave him rights to treat you the way he did-
But this time you weren't completely alone, your partner took his hand away from your arm- A stern look in his eyes as he lightly pushed Adrien away.
"I don't know what you want but I'm pretty sure I know who you are, and they don't want to talk with you. Leave us alone." It wasn't a threat, it wasn't insulting nor intimidating and yet it set the message very clearly: He wasn't letting Adrien enter back into your life if you didn't want to.
"Who even is this, huh, [Y/n]?" Adrien gave your partner a little slap on his hand, it wasn't clear if he felt insulted by his presence in general or by him touching Adrien without permission.
"[Y/n], this isn't funny anymore, stop ignoring me, please-" A request that would go to deaf ears, as you continued to distance yourself from him while your partner stood in between you two.
"They don't want to. I'm warning you, go away." During high school every student feared the power and status that the Coldwell family held on their grasp, everyone envied and admired their wealth, but they all knew that if you crossed their family- No one in the world would ever be able to help you stand up against them.
But today was different from those dark days where you couldn't rely on anyone, it was comforting even if a bit reckless to see Sean protect you the way he did.
Younger Adrien would have made your new boyfriend's life a living hell, he would've made sure he knew his place in the school's hierarchy… But that doesn't work anymore. He could say he would tell his mom to use her money against this guy… But that doesn't work anymore.
He watched as you held hands with the man that had stolen you away from him, unable to stop him.
Adrien watched as your partner promised no one would bully you anymore and that you were safe with him…
"... Bastard… I could have said the same thing if you would've let me finish.." Adrien stood there, mumbling nonsense that you wouldn't be able to hear anyway, saying things he knows are not true.
For now, you were happy walking away with someone who actually showed how much he cared from start to finish.
→ Alexandra Coldwell:
It's been such a long, long time since Alexandra last saw you, last heard of you- In general she might as well have thought you were dead! And for the longest time, she really thought that!
So tell me, how do you think she felt seeing you in the arms of some nobody?
Oh, this is a dream, right? She is hallucinating again, silly her, her sleep schedule has been completely changed since the day you left- Now her eyes are wide open to everything and everyone all the time! She always swears she can see you in the corner of her vision. Always there to make fun of her….
Oh wait! You're real! Right?? This is real, right? She has woken up a few hours ago, she is sure of that-
"[Y/n]??- I-it's been a long time- H-How are you?" Alex falters as she makes her way closer to you, trying to stay focused on the more urgent matter that is talking with you for once.
Ah… but when you turn around, your happy face goes back to one she recognized oh so well, of horror.
"So it IS you!! You are you! Of course you are! H-How have you been?!" The excitement in her voice is palpable, even in her current state, she still strikes you as an extrovert with a very talkative personality.
Ah… Her state, however… It's deteriorating. You knew who she was by her voice alone, it would be impossible to forget it after having it drilled into your brain with all that resentment and fear you harbored. But to see her in this nervous, trembling state is making you feel concerned for her… What happened while you were gone?
That didn't matter now, however, you couldn't simply turn a blind eye to all of what she did, and all that healing you've done shouldn't be so easy to break just because she recognized you in public.
You considered your options, you could curse her off, talk to her indifferently and politely… Or simply walk away.
You weren't actually obligated to talk to her at all… so… why not just run away? You took your partner's hand and pretended as if Alexandra mixed you up with someone else.
"Hm..??! Wait- Where are you going?! I-I really need to talk with you!" She begged you to hear her, her meek voice contradicting the desperate hand in your arm. Her nails are still sharp as ever clawing at your skin, even if not intentionally this time.
You felt this sensation before, yet you wish you didn't. You wish you weren't as terrified as you were but as long as the situation keeps on escalating you can't help but feel more and more like you were still in highschool being helpless and scared of turning your head to face her. Like a cursed time machine, you're brought back to feeling worried of what will happen if you tell her to stop, to leave you alone! You remember how no one used to believe you when you mentioned being bullied, how no one dared to say anything because "oh well, is just the Coldwell!" As if that alone gave her rights to treat you the way she did-
But this time you weren't completely alone, your partner took her hand away from your arm- A stern look in his eyes as he lightly pushed Alexandra away.
"I don't know what you want but I'm pretty sure I know who you are, and they don't want to talk with you. Leave us alone." It wasn't a threat, it wasn't insulting nor intimidating and yet it set the message very clearly: He wasn't letting Alex enter back into your life if you didn't want to.
"[Y/n]... Who is this?? Who is this- Person?! Unhand me!" Alex pushed your partner away, it wasn't clear if she was mad about his presence in general or because he was holding her wrist.
"[Y/n], please! It feels like a nightmare whenever you ignore me!-" She was beginning to cry as she whined your name, your partner standing in-between her and you didn't stop her from trying to reach you.
"They don't want to. I'm warning you, go away." During high school every student feared the power and status that the Coldwell family held on their grasp, everyone envied and admired their wealth, but they all knew that if you crossed their family- No one in the world would ever be able to help you stand up against them.
But today was different from those dark days where you couldn't rely on anyone, it was comforting even if a bit reckless to see Sean protect you the way he did.
Younger Alexandra would have made your new boyfriend's life a living hell, she would've made sure he knew his place in the school's hierarchy… But that doesn't work anymore. She could say she would tell her dad to use his money against this guy… But that doesn't work anymore.
She watched as you held hands with the man that had stolen you away from her, unable to stop him.
Alexandra watched as your partner promised no one would bully you anymore and that you were safe with him…
" I… I wanted to say that.. I-I would've said that ages ago if you had stayed just a little longer…" Alex stood there, mumbling nonsense that you wouldn't be able to hear anyway, saying things she knows are not true.
For now, you were happy walking away with someone who actually showed how much he cared from start to finish.
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masterwords halloween party
Welcome to my Halloween party!
From October 1st - 31st, I'd like to challenge you to create something with October/Halloween vibes. Anything from a bucket full of sweet treats to roll around in to a total bloodbath. The catch?
It has to be Criminal Minds.
You can write fic (any ship, gen, self-insert, world-building, AU, meta, headcanons, crossovers...whatever you want to craft with words), create art or moodboards or playlists or whatever your heart desires. I want to keep it simple and easy to participate, just have fun.
If you're interested, read below the cut for a list of prompts you're welcome to use, details and a few simple rules!
🎃 Tricks:
As if the case isn't grisly enough, now the hotel might be haunted.
Alternatively: The BAU is haunted
Anderson? There hasn't been an Anderson here in thirty years.
Childhood fear exposed
New fear unlocked
A near death experience acquaints a character with the Grim Reaper
Unsub AU
Back from the dead
Spooky campfire stories
Horror movie AU
Vampire AU
Zombie Apocalypse
The team plays with a Ouija board
"That isn't fake blood."
Power goes out during a thunderstorm
Someone's costume triggers Character A and Character B helps
The entire BAU ends up in a murder castle ala H.H. Holmes
🍭 Treats:
Taking the kids trick or treating
Office Halloween party
Pumpkin Patch/Corn Maze/Hay Ride
Cozy backyard bonfire
Haunted House/Carnival/County Fair/Spook Show date night
Characters make their relationship public with couples costumes
Operation: make Derek Morgan like Halloween
Character A is hurt/sick and has to skip Halloween. Character B brings Halloween to them.
Masquerade Ball
Character A surprises Character B with a sexy costume
The team is traveling on Halloween and makes the best of it
Scary movie night at Reid's place
Pumpkin carving contest
Doing yard work is unexpectedly fun when you have piles of leaves to jump into
Two people show up to a work party in the same costume
Character A relentlessly tries to scare Character B.
I have a bunch more prompts, so if you don't see something here but want something a little more specific you can send me an ask and I'll try to help you out. You do not have to use any of these to participate or ask permission to use them. Just take them or don't, totally up to you. I'd love to help you brainstorm so feel free to reach out! (You are welcome to combine these with Whumptober, Kinktober, etc. Double up! Triple! Quadruple!)
Please note: This is a challenge for you to do the creating, not a list of items to request of me. (I will be participating though.)
👻 Rules:
Must be Criminal Minds. Any character or ship, gen, self-insert, OC...whatever, but it has to be CM. This includes the main show, Suspect Behavior, Beyond Borders and Criminal Minds: Evolution.
Explicit sex/smut is allowed but you must be 18 or older. I will not add your fic to the masterlist or interact at all if there isn't clear indication that you are 18+.
Please warn/tag appropriately
No ship shaming, kink shaming, character hate etc please. This is a Halloween party, it's bound to get dark but let's not be mean!
Please tag me in your creation so I can add it to the masterlist and share it with everyone! (You can post here or send an AO3/other app link, up to you!)
Happy Haunting!
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