#the voice over cant take it. cannot take it

[stevie-petey]

ive been feeling a little stug deprived but i cannot for the life of me think of a blurb idea so,, hit me with a blurb you've been wishing to write about stug :3

anon u also stumped me like i KNOW i have blurbs ive been dying to be asked about but suddenly my mind is blank ,,,, pls take this silly thing my brain managed to concoct

enjoy !

"one more loop around the block before i take you home?" steves voice rasps out, husky from lack of use. neither of you have spoke much as he drives the two of you around hawkins. its been at least an hour now; music plays softly throughout the car and the windows are rolled down to let in the early june nights cool breeze.

you lean your head against the passenger seat and listen to freddie mercurys smooth voice as he plays over the speakers. hes become one of your favorite artists thanks to steve. "i dont want to go home just yet."

steve grins, he knew youd say this, and you smile at the knowledge that he knows you so well.

his fingers are wrapped lazily around the steering wheel as he takes a slow turn back towards downtown hawkins. you watch his movements, illuminated by the lamp posts that spill light onto the otherwise dark wooded street. its late, the first monday of june and the last day of your junior year.

it had been steves last day of high school, and all he had wanted to do was spend it with you in his car, driving in circles around your small town.

you close your eyes and allow the moment to seep into your bones. youre in steve harringtons car, there are crickets outside as he drives you around the town the two of you met and grew up in, and youre in the car with the boy that you love and you know that he loves you, too.

"you still with me, angel?"

you hum. "im still here, honey."

"your eyes are closed."

"im enjoying the moment," your eyes remain closed and yet you can feel the smile that steve flashes your way. you can hear it in his voice, you can feel the shift in the air.

the car slows down at one of hawkins only stop lights. steve looks over at you and feels a heavy wave of affection roll over him. youre curled into yourself in the passenger seat, your hair spills over the headrest as you close your eyes, and its rare that he gets to see you so relaxed. "i can take you home if youre tired."

"but i love driving around with you," you mumble, feeling sleep beginning to crawl over you. but steves car is warm and smells like home. "one more loop, please?"

again steve feels affection caress his face when he hears your words. youve only curled further into yourself and your eyes are still closed; steve knows you really are struggling to stay away now. its late, he knows he should get you home soon so you can sleep, yet steve cant bring himself to deny your request.

"one more loop, but then im taking you to bed."

you giggle, happy youve won, but you try to argue some more anyways. no one else has ever been able to match your wit, so you revel in the quips you share with steve. "fine, its the first day of summer. dont be such a grandpa."

steve laughs, his voice is still husky and you can feel it drape over your tired body. "angel, weve got all summer to drive around this stupid town."

weve got all summer.

"promise?"

more crickets chirp and the car begins to drive once more, the stoplight now green. freddie mercury sings about the love of his life and how he doesnt want her to hurt him. your question of a promise joins alongside his pleads, and steve understands.

"i promise." he reaches for your hand and you feel his soft lips press against your palm. hes slow with the kiss, as if hes sealing his promise with it, and your body fizzes at the touch. "now lets get you home."

you bring the hand that hes holding to your face and nuzzle against it, too tired to respond with words. you simply nod your head and keep his hand there as a content sigh escapes you. steve has to bite his lip, scared he'll say the three words that terrify him.

youre everything.

youre his everything.

but steve has all summer to tell you this.

so instead he drives you home, taking the long way just so his hand can rest against the dip of your cheek for an extra few minutes.

#ask #anon #m speaks #m's writing #come home blurb #set in between seasons 2 and 3 ! #steve is so so so in love #and theres something so intimate about driving around in someones car late at night without saying anything

[ezshellshocked]

⚡︎ ┊ TMNT : Finalized designs & Headcannons.

⚡︎ ┊ Finished my official designs, now I can make comics and such without them looking different every time. !! HEADCANNONS BELOW IMAGE, FOR ANYONE INTERESTED.

⚡︎ ┊ HEADCANNONS.

Leonardo

Cannot be sneaked up on (Will catch whoever tries)

Lots of night terrors

Light sleeper

Loves bubblegum

Superiority complex

Talks to himself out loud

Really good at lying (Best liar in the family)

Always smells good

Very overprotective (especially over Mikey bc he's the youngest)

Annoying older brother vibes

Argues with Raph the most

Sleeps with one eye open (literally)

Allergic to dogs

Only turtle who CAN cook

Can't watch horror films (they freak him out)

"IDC" Thinks about it for hours

"I'm not scared!" Freaks out

Hates bugs

Raphael

LOVES Halloween. (Has decorations all over his room)

Heavy sleeper

Snores but says he doesn't

Mr.Sarcastic

Picks on Don the most

Swears in nearly every sentence

Metalhead

Bedroom? No, Mancave. (Barely leaves his room)

Talented artist

Plays the bass guitar

JUGALLO RAPH REAL!!

Hates everything and everyone.

Edgy middle child attitude

"IDGAF!!" Starts crying

Likes Mikey more bc he can playfight rough with him.

True crime >>>

Horror movies >>>

Works out to calm himself down

Only shows his "cool" art to his brothers, keeps everything else hidden

Always looks angry no matter what

Can't control his tone of voice (Speaks really loudly, and aggressively)

Hates being told what to do

Deathly terrified of roaches

Missing a tooth (From a fight with leo)

Donatello

Very very VERY tired

Mr.Fix-it

Germaphobe

Neat-freak

Really picky with food

Won't eat spaghetti or most noodles bc it reminds him of worms

Hates wearing most clothes because they make him feel trapped

Gets hiccups when nervous

Doesn't drink coffee, though likes energy drinks

Must double check everything a billion times

Throws a fit when someone messes with his plans, or things

Swears as much as Raph

RARELY in his room, mostly in his lab.

Hates the smell of dust, sage, and greasy food

Likes collecting pens

MOOD SWING KING!!

Paranoid all the time

Insomniac

Almost always accidentally falls asleep in his lab.

Sticky notes, sticky notes, sticky notes

Can only draw mechs and vehicles, cant draw anything else

" We're poor as dirt " Has thousands of dollars hidden in his room.

Has to wear glasses but doesn't around his brothers (they pick on him :( )

Likes psychological horror better than visual horror.

Slouch king

yells a LOT

Listens to techno music when making inventions

#1 oingo boingo fan

Has slight bucked teeth

Speaks with a lisp

Michelangelo

Spoiled younger brother vibes

Loves video games

A LITERAL GOD AT DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION

Hates being left alone, or away from his brothers for long periods of time

ALWAYS asking Donatello for money (usually a yes)

LOVES candy (especially sour)

Borrows April's camcord to take stupid videos

Cracks every bone in his body when nervous

"The vibes are off right now…"

" Dudezz!! " " Chill out brozz " type of guy

Wears braces!

Always doing stupid shit

PRANK LORD

#ILOVEBEINGATURTLE!!!!

Sings in the shower

Puts on whole concerts for no reasons

Plays the drums

LOVES play fighting with Raph

Likes cooking, but cant do it good.

"CAN WE KEEP IT!!"

"I licked it, it's mine"

Steals from everyone, thinks its funny

Hides Donnie's tools for fun

Talks too fast

#digital art #artists on tumblr #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #tmnt redesign #tmnt design #tmnt headcanons #tmnt 2012 #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo

[moonlit-imagines]

…

#hypothetical situation (not) but how would one feel if their roommate was using their tv in the living room (which was bought by your father #as a gift to you) and is sitting on the couch you paid for (rubbing their feet all over it like literally rubbing back and forth and in #between the cushions) and had left a mess on the table you also bought and when you asked if you could use your tv in the living room their #response was to immediately argue (raise voice) saying ‘I PAY RENT TOO YOU CANT KICK ME OUT OF THE LIVING ROOM’ when this was the first time #i had asked in our 2 months of living here to use my tv bc shes been using it all week and my ps5 is connected to it so i wanted to use it #she said ‘this isn’t yours your dad bought it’ and then said ‘dont you have your own tv in your room’ (which is much smaller and i cannot #play ps5 games on bc yaknow. ps5 is in living room) #how would we feel in this situation #knowing said roommate is using your things and claiming them as apart of rent (i assure you its not apart of rent i paid for and dragged in #and set up all these things out of my own pocket) #claiming them……as their own………. #and taking over? #she has not even bought anything for the house and then whenever i ask and finally give up and get it myself shes like ‘oh i was gonna get #that tomorrow’ (which is why shes not allowed to use my shower caddy now lmao) #am i being territorial or am i being reasonable for being upset with her? #wtf do i do LMAO #delete later

[upsyturvyy]

you all are not going to like what I have to say about The Greatest Show Unearthed Returns I can tell you that much

#it fucking sucks #pushing dasies goes hard as fuck though #so does the title song it makes me become evil #it's the only song on the album that has la las do you know how that makes me feel? #it's so bleak there are no fun monster voices or anything there is no joy or wonder #this is what happens when erik isn't there /j #also carpe demon is pretty good #art of poisoning is simultaneously the best and worst song on the whole album cuz the chorus makes me go 😊😊😊 but the parts between each- #-verse are so so bad like the cyanide by the seaside parts are so ass i cant get over it #im sorry i have so much to say about this album and very few of it is good #some of the songs are so genuinely bad that i cannot listen to it oh my god curtis fell off so hard #not gonna put this in the fandom tag because i know some of yall will not like this take and that's ok #if you like it i am so happy you managed to find enjoyment in an album that made actually mad to listen to #fr if you do like it that is totally cool i will not judge you cuz like i said it does have a few bangers

[drchucktingle]

i have copied this comment without name because i think it is very kind and respectful and i do not want buckaroos interpreting it the wrong way. PLEASE UNDERSTAND this buckaroo is very sincere and has important points and please respect their way. i am going to answer in a way that is counter to their point and i do not want buds to go after them IN ANY WAY. THEY ARE PROVING LOVE AND THEY HAVE GOOD POINTS

okay here is what i have to say:

i have not transitioned and in this lifetime i do not expect to. i think you have a good point of 'how can you know?' and honestly i cannot know that is just how timelines and reality and perception work

HOWEVER i must caution against this train of thought slightly because what works for one buckaroos MAY NOT WORK for another. every time i talk about my non-dysphoric way there are plenty of well meaning buds, particularly fellow trans buds, who show up with posts in the tone of 'its only matter of time.' like i just do not understand yet.

this reminds me of bisexual buckaroos who are told 'you just do not know you are gay yet'. as difficult as it is to step out of our own dang minds, i implore buckaroos to accept that there VERY JOYFUL AND FULFILLED NON-DYSPHORIC TRANS BUCKAROOS who do not need to transition and never will and are healthy and happy without that. just like there are bisexual buckaroos who are not just on their way to being gay

a good way to look at it is like this: I LOVE MY MALE BODY. i think i am a very handsome buckaroo. i have masculine features in my muscle and height and frame. as far as how fate could have placed me on this timeline I WON MY OWN PERSONAL FOOTRACE. i am up on the podium and i am standing here with a medal around my neck. GOOD JOB CHUCK

HOWEVER when i look down i see that medal is silver. i am not going to lie and say it is gold. it is silver.

YES my gold medal is a female body. that is an objective truth to my trot. i believe my gender way is that of a women, but there is no part of me that is upset about where i have placed.

I GOT SILVER. i am not upset. there is no tragedy. in fact i am OVERWHLEMED WITH JOY not just to be on the podium but to be in this race in the first place. HECK YEAH I DID IT AND I GOT A MEDAL

of course this is not to dismiss the difficult journey of others. many do not feel the way i do and their trot is VALID. a dysphoric way matters and is important and these voices are important. they should be elevated and supported. i understand some do not share this podium imagery, and they feel PAINED by trappings of their body.

i feel so much for this. i understand and care for my dysphoric buds, but the simple truth is that is not my story. i cant just lie and say that it is.

it will never be my story. i cannot say this enough: i love my body. however i STILL believe my truest way is that of a ladybuck. if it was a simple button push to change me, then i would push it without hesitation.

but it is not a simple button push.

talk to almost any buckaroo who has transitioned and they will say 'transitioning is hard'. it takes time and work and money and emotional support. i am in awe of the bravery of buckaroos who trot this path, but all of that is not worth it for something that i already feel good about. SCRATCH THAT, i feel GREAT ABOUT. i feel overwhelmed with joy every day over just existing in this male body that i have been blessed with. YES buckaroo, i feel joy existing in a male body that i know is ladybuck on the inside. it feels interesting a cool and exciting.

but my truest way is STILL a ladybuck trot

i guess i am just trying to say that i love second place. im happy to celebrate it. i think my male body is really dang cool. it is not a 'perfect me' but it is really dang awesome, and i never really bothered with trying to be perfect

#trans #non dysphoric #buckaroo lifestyle #love is real #trot of chuck

[helluvapoison]

I just read your Lucifer ABC's and the idea of him knowing everything about reader, but also needing words of afirmation just gave me an idea. Just imagine Lucifer truly asking to be tested about how much he knows reader, and they just start asking "Who is the person that i love most?" "Who makes my heart flutter and beat so loud even heaven could hear it?" "Who lives in my head rent free that even while dreaming he's there making everything brighter?". Lucifer would crumble.

I cant take this image from mi mind, please honey, show me the sweet baby crumble.

The Answer

Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ

“C’mon!”

Lucifer’s smile threatens to crack his face in half.

He’s been begging you to quiz him on your knowledge of him even though you assured him, you believe he knows everything about you. A part of you knows this isn’t for you; it’s for him. Lucifer wants to prove he’s a worthy mate by sharing the information he’s collected about you. His crimson eyes are big and beautiful and straight up impossible to deny. With a smile of your own, you sigh and drop your phone. Turning to give him your full attention, you rest your head in your hands.

“Alright. What’s… my favorite color?”

Suddenly his smile drops, eyes rolling dramatically to the left.

“Pfft! That’s way too easy. You need to give me a harder one than that, darling!”

Pursing your lips to the side for only a moment, you don’t need to wrack your brain very hard for a question that would stun Lucifer. A smirk tugs across your face. It’s returned tenfold. He’s vibrating with excitement when he sees you’ve conjured something, something he thinks he can answer. That only makes you more ready to win the battle he’s started.

“Who’s the first person I’d tell a secret to?”

Lucifer inhales like he’s been holding his breathe the whole time.

“That’s—!” He chokes, pupils shrinking to slits, “That’s, uh…”

You make sure to give him a few seconds before dropping the next question.

“Who’s the person I want to see every morning, noon and night of every day?”

“I-I know this one!” Lucifer assures but deflates, shoulders slumping with the amount of uncertainty weighing him down.

“Who am I thinking about every waking moment because they’re my favorite person in the universe?”

Lucifer looks like he wants to say the answer, but he’s afraid it’s wrong. His mouth opens and shuts unsure of itself. His eyes scan your face for any warning signs and although he finds none, it’s as if he can’t trust any of his senses.

Who makes me smile and laugh more than anyone?

Who’s so creative they always have me in awe?

Who can make my day brighter just by being themself?

Question after question, you tug him closer by his hips until he’s flush against you. You will your hands to deliver to reassurance your words cannot. Fingers glide up his neck and comb through his blonde locks, every stroke an apology for dragging the game on.

“Who do I love the very most and thank Heaven every night for sending him to me?”

Your hands steal the apples of his cheeks and tilt his head up. Your eyes grip his in a staring competition fueled by adoration. The games over and forgotten but it has a clear winner. Lucifer’s a blushing disaster, his voice failing him and melting to a whine. He swallows hard on nothing, eyebrows pinching together making his expression appear dangerously hopeful.

Your voice drops to an agonizingly soft whisper. Syrupy sweet yet serious.

“I’ll give you a hint. He’s my angel… His name starts with an L… He’s looking at me like he wants a kiss…?”

“I—Is… Is it.. Me?”

“Yes, Luci. The answer is you.”

Closing the small gap between you both, you finally give him a reward for answering the question correctly.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel headcanon #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar headcanon #lucifer morningstar imagine #hazbin hotel lucifer x reader

[hxrny-ftm]

Imagine this, you're at a bar. Its a high end bar in the nice part of town, and drinks are expensive. You wanted to treat yourself. You don't realize until you try to close your tab that you've left your wallet at home. Hoping to charm the bartender, you lean over the bar a little, showing off your tits in your deep cut dress.

"Surely there's something you can do bartender, without my wallet I can't pay."

"Don't worry," he responded. "There's ways you can pay us back. I'll introduce you to the boss, he'll work something out for you."

The bartender takes you into the back room of the bar. You can feel yourself getting tense with nerves. What's the boss going to want from you?

The bartender knocks on the door to the back office, throwing a wink your way.

"What is it?" comes a deep voice from inside.

The bartender pops his head in the door. "Sorry boss, but we have a customer who cant pay back her tab. I'm afraid its quite a lot, and she wants to discuss an alternative with you."

"Bring her in."

As you enter the bosses office, you momentarily forget your nervousness. His office smells sweet, and the loud music of the bar fades into a relaxing hum in the back of your mind. The boss gestures for you to take a seat in front of his desk, and without thinking you obey. The chair is comfortable, and you feel some tension leave your shoulders as you sit. The sweet smell you noticed earlier, along with the dim lights tinted pink, momentarily cause you to drift away. His deep, soothing voice draws your attention back to him.

"I hear you need an alternative payment plan sweetheart," the boss says. The rhythmic tones of his voice lull you into a sense of safety. "Don't worry dear, we'll fix you right up. Just relax now, I'll explain everything for you. Now I'm going to count down from ten..."

You feel your eyelids relaxing, your neck going limp, and your thoughts slow and fade away as you fall into a deep trance.

As you wake up, you realize you are no longer in the boss's office. You appear to be in a brightly lit bathroom, and you can hear the muffled tones of the bar music. You are sitting on your knees, with your arms tied behind your back. You look up to see the boss's face, a suggestive glint in his eyes as he gazes down at you. In a moment of panic, you realize you have been stripped completely naked.

"What did you do to me?"

"Hush darling, you needed a way to pay back your debt to us. Now, open wide."

Without hesitation you open your mouth and stick out your tongue. You see him rest the head of his dick on your outstretched tongue, and you begin sucking him off. You realize you cannot control your actions, and this is how you are expected to pay off your debts. A line of men begins to form behind the boss as he finishes.

"Swallow." And you obey.

#hypnosis #hypno toy #hypnosub #brainwashing #personal

[batwritings]

Im back again bc my brain is rotting , plspls , i ask of you , ghost fucking his cute gf on their kitchen counter, like imagine reader is making dinner , dressed in a cute skirt and one of his sweaters , reader looks hot ass fuck to simon , especially because they currently have a vibrating dildo inside of themselves, simon had put it there because he wanted to have fun and what was more fun than making his sweet angel suffer ? So reader is cooking with shakey hands and legs , softly whimper and sniffling while tears run down her face , frustrated that she cant do anything because she had to be a good girl , that is until reader us about to come , she doubles over the counter and her whole body is trembling, she's abo- , oh wait , Simon pulled the dildo out , leaving his poor angel edged until later after dinner , he makes her cum as much as she deserves and absolutely destroys her cunt , cumming inside of her and then fucking it back inside of her , so she can take it like a good girl while he praises her :)))) (idk why i make ts so detailed)

See here's the thing about Simon goddamn Riley: you cannot tell me this man isn't touch starved and in need of someone to push boundaries and experiment with and this would be fucking perfect for that. Enjoy!~

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To say you and Ghost were an experimental couple in the bedroom would be quite the understatement. If the storage container full of different toys and various bedroom extras wasn't proof enough, you weren't sure what was. So when this man, this touch starved man came up with the idea of making you cook dinner with a vibrator in your cunt, you weren't too surprised.

Dinner was nearly done for the night, but so were you at this point. Your legs were shaking as the vibrating toy did it's job deep in your soaked hole. Tears were starting to stain your cheeks from overstimulation as your end was keeping you teetering on the edge of absolute pleasure.

It was only when your whimpers got louder, hands unsteady to the point that you had to slam your hand on the counter to support your weight that you felt a presence behind you. "Simon...!" You whine, legs clenching together. "Please...! Cl-ohhh...!"

You cry out in disappointment, nearly a sob as you feel Ghost's hand slip beneath your pretty skirt to pull the toy from your stretched hole. "Not until after dinner darlin'," he rumbles, voice dark with arousal yet mocking at the same time.

Your mind is fuzzy, a blur as he helps you plate the food and settle in your seat, watching you with critical cocoa eyes to make sure you finished it all. You'd need all the energy you could take in before he got his hands on you. The moment your plate was clear, he's on you, pulling your seat back and out of the way as he pins you to the table from behind.

You don't miss the man's bulge pressing right against your eager cunt, whimpering as he frees it to rub along your slick entrance. "So pretty, in my sweater," he growls directly in your ear, breath so hot it makes you shiver. "But so naughty with no panties on for me."

"Pleeease Simon...!" You're practically in tears again, desperate to get back to where you wanted to be. You don't need to ask twice, sobbing out in pleasure as you feel Ghost thrust into you roughly. He fucks you harshly, the table rocking violently as he slams his cock into you over and over.

Between grunts and groans the blonde is spewing out praise left and right. Some of it is mixed with degradation, but it's all such sweet music in your ears that brings you close and closer to completion. "So close babygirl," he moans, fingers bruising on your hips. "Come for me sweetheart. Show me how good you feel."

You don't need to be told twice, crying out in pleasure as you milk his cock for all it's worth. Ghost isn't far behind you, a long moan indicating his finish as he spills inside you. You whimper and moan as he fills you, loving how full he's made you feel.

Your military husband cages you in, panting hard against your back as you both come down. You can start to feel the excess mess starting to leak out and down your thighs. A dark chuckle makes you shiver and whine a bit.

"Looks like I'm going to have to ruin you all over again sweetheart."

#bat writes #anon reqs #cod x reader #cod smut #simon riley smut #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley smut #ghost x reader #ghost smut

[memospacexx]

I’ve been thinking about how affectionate mammon would be if he did have a lover, the way he sits down and pulls the fizzie bots into his sides and drapes his hands over them, he’d probably keep a hand on his lover at all times, I’m gonna start rambling if I’m not careful, I imagine if you were to hug him it would be like hugging a big warm pillow. If you have any HCs about being affectionate with mammon please share them I’m in an absolute brain rotting stage at the moment lol.

Touchy mammon for life

-hes so touchy

-its insane

-in public even

-you two arent out to the public. ALL THO-

His persona to the public is so touchy so he gets away with ALOT of it

-he hugs you, pinches your cheeks and even slaps your ass in PUBLIC infront of a CROWD

-and they think

Oooh its just mammon being mammon!!!

-yeah right

-in private he acts as if you leaving to take a shit is the end of the world

-cant you hold it??☹️☹️☹️

-no mammon. No i cannot.

The amount of WRESTLING you have to go thru and your opponent is not even conscious

With a groan, you try to remove mammons arms around you cos you REALLY needed to take a piss, mammon in question snors away

“Ugh!” With a huff you give up, slapping mammons arm before surrendering

-he wish he could be more lovey w you in public but i suppose this will do😒😒

-he loves hugs, 4 arms, better to hug you with

-hes basically your pillow too he wont let you sleep if its not on him

“I have pack pains.” “Not my fault mate” “ITS 100% YOUR FAULT?”

he gives good massages tho

BUT

Its such a hastle to get him to agree ughhh

“Why?” He grumbled, crossing all his arms

“You” you point at him “gave me BACK PAINS”

“You said to be rougher!” He argued back raising his voice slightly

“Besides, why would I, the great mammon, ruler of greed, massage YOU?” He says with a sassy tone

Your eye twiched.

Yeahhh silent treatment for the bitch👎👎👎

#helluva boss mammon #helluva boss #helluva boss mammon x reader #mammon x reader #helluva boss season two #helluva boss x reader #.memospace #helluva boss season 2 #mammon

[xviiigumix0]

GO FOR IT, FUSHIGURO ! +_+

1097 words 𓆏 gn! reader fluff, cursing, no use of capital letters.

megumi had a big fat crush for you. and the idiot didn't even notice until nobara pointed it out.

''i don't know...'' fushiguro mumbled as sank into the couch ''everytime I see them i feel...nauseous, as if there's something on my stomach'' he closed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest ''those are called butterflies, you dumbass'' kugisaki's voice rang from the kitchen, as she finished cooking her breakfast ''hey!'' megumi frowned ''those cannot be butterflies, y/n is my friend'' he protested against nobara's teasing before quickly being cut off by her, yet again 'yeah, a friend you have a big fat crush on.' she sat on the dining table, in a way she could be seen by megumi and yuji who were on the living room across, as the first cheeks grew crimson.

''i dont wanna agree but, nobara's onto something, actually'' yuji chimed leaning forward on his seat towards fushiguro, who covered his face with one arm, shifting in the sofa ''well, even if i did like them, the fuck would i do about it?'' megumi exclaimed in annoyance. he had known you since he entered jujutsu tech, you've always been friends, but lately, something had changed. whenever he saw you he felt a fever incoming, he felt his hands trembling and and something similar to a wave of nausea, what is wrong with you he thought, all of a sudden things were just different around you, or even at the thought of you. he couldn't shake you off his mind, but yet, he did not feel so good around you, physically.

''tell them.'' nobara and itadori chimed in unison. and all of a sudden fushiguro's face flushed hot, quickly sitting up and shaking his hands ''no, no...i cant do that, were just friends and what if...'' he trailed off, his words becoming more of a ramble to himself. because, to be honest, he has thought about telling you, he has thought about it a lot, megumi already had every single scenario meticulously organized from bad to worst in his head, in his mind there's no way you like him.

''oh my god, fushiguro can you shut the fuck up? y/n likes you, i would know.'' nobara argued, taking another bite of her waffles. ''just go for it, fushiguro'' yuji encouraged, standing up next to megumi, tapping his shoulder ''and if they reject you, we can cry together'' he reassured.

''i won't cry'' megumi rolled his eyes.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

''how did i agree to this?'' he thought to himself and sighed, bouquet in one hand, chocolates in another. someway, somehow, kugisaki and itadori brought him into this. ''maybe i should just text them, tell them it was nothing...''

the three of them had organized a perfect plan for fushiguro to confess, at the end of the day, you and megumi would meet up in an empty classroom under the excuse of megumi having a plan to prank nobara (she did not agree to that). and as the sun set, he would tell them everything he felt, they even wrote script which took hours to complete since fushiguro wasn't exactly fond off his friends teasing him for his feelings for you. nobara and maki managed to discover your favorite flowers, and itadori interrogated you about the food and specially sweets you liked, saying one day he'll invite you out to eat. the plan was perfect, totally foolproof, except for one detail.

megumi's heart was pounding in his chest, cold sweat down his face, his cheeks kept getting hotter each step he took towards the classroom you two would be meeting in, his mind was going a hundred miles per hour. until he stood in front of that door. he suddenly forgot about everything he was thinking about, his mind going totally blank.

he silently opened the door, and closed it behind him as he made his way over you, holding the flowers and the chocolate box behind his back, quickly going over everything he wanted to tell you. ''y/n'' he said in his usual, stoic tone, giving no signs of nervousness or doubt. you turned around, facing him. good lord. just in that moment, he totally processed why he liked you, the way the sunset hit you skin, your eyes, your hair, it was simply perfect. and the way you spoke to him, always so nice and sweet, can a man ask for more?

''fushiguro!'' you smiled so brightly when you looked at him, there's no question of why he loved you.

he took a deep breath at his own lack of words, flushing at your sight.

''is everything goo-''

''i love you''

''what?'' you softly stuttered

''i always had, i... i planned this for you and...'' he stumbled over his words, forgetting the whole script he had planned and bringing both his hands closed to his chest as he held your flowers and chocolates. ''its not going how i planned to'' he finished, looking at you, almost vulnerable as he poured his heart out.

'' fushi, i...'' you found yourself blushing as you stared at him in surprise

''this is your you'' he extended his arms, offering the gifts, you gladly accepted them

''i thought you were avoiding me.'' you stated taking the gifts with both your hands ''i thought i did something wrong''

he opened his eyes wide, fuck.

he took a deep breath, thinking how he could explain it to you, i love you so much it makes me sick didn't seem like the best option right now.

''i'm an idiot y/n, i'm an idiot that didn't want to accept how much he like you'' he stated, putting his brows together as he leaned in closer to you, the sunset making his eyes shine ''i did avoid you, i didn't know how to...react to my feelings so i...i'm sorry, im stupid'' he shifted his eyes towards the floor, now avoiding your sweet gaze

''i...love you too, idiot'' you said, smiling to yourself, managing to get a gasp out of him. you placed the box and the flowers in a desk, and stepping closer to him, you cupped his face with both of your hands, making him look at you ''you're really stupid, but its a part of why i like you so much'' you laughed, making you touch your foreheads

megumi closed his eyes and took each wrist on his hands lovingly ''are you not mad at me'' he mumbled after some seconds ''i couldn't be'' you answered softly.

''can i be your boyfriend?''

''i would be glad to accept you as my boyfriend''

haaiii:3 this is kinda risky to post since is my first writing post, but fuck it im doing it. also, im sorry if anything i write sounds kinda weird or out of place, english is not my first language and it was just kinda implanted into my brain in 6th grade so i never truly 'learned'.

anyways, i hope you liked it !11!!!1!

-kat / gumi :3

#dividers by pommecita #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu sorcerer #megumi fushiguro #jjk megumi #megumi x reader #fushiguro x reader #jjk fushiguro #jjk #jjk x reader #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu megumi #megumi jujutsu kaisen #fanfiction #fanfic #writing #writers on tumblr #jjk fanfic #yuji itadori #nobara kugisaki #jjk headcanons #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #megumi headcanons #megumi fushiguro headcanons #xviiigumix0

[ssparksflyy]

hello! can i request jason grace or leo valdez x child of hypnos reader ? (gn) 🫶🏻🫶🏻

ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.

jason grace dating hcs! ٩(ˊ〇ˋ*) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

pairing: jason grace x child of hypnos!reader warning(s): none!! js fluff :) a/n: i love children of hypnos, u stay sleepy ! also me writing this running off five hours of sleep ( the most ive gotten this week ) yikes..

mr gets up willingly at six am nd his sleepy lover ♡

there are times where u literally have to beg jason to go back to bed cause omfg what r u doing. its six am. no u r not going to go run. no the early bird doesnt get the worm. go. back. to. sleep.

hey nd most times it works cause the thought of holding u close and a sweet sweet dream is enough to get him back in bed

but other times noooo he goes running 🙄

what is bro running from? sleep???

omg but then literally knocks tf out by like nine

one of the times when you had a sleepover planned together

you were running a little late cause ur cabin's ac wasnt working nd everybody was tweaking out

so you had to stay behind and help fix it

by the time you finished and ran over to cabin one , jason was already passed out nd lightly snoring 😭

mind you it was like 9:15 pm

its ok tho u were tired asf too , who knew fixing the ac could be so hard ??

he apologized sm in the morning tho

but u were like its okay el oh el

he cant help it bro he needs his sleep almost as much as he needs you

its better that he falls asleep early than stay up super late tho

cause like when he was helping plan out the new cabins, it was impossible to convince him to go to sleep

he wouldnt stop working nd u were like 😠 fool 😠 go to sleep 😠

nd he was like no thank youuuuu ♡

so you used your powers on him cause he hadNT SLEPT IN DAYS

u were both mad at each other in the morning and things were painfully tense

but you sat down nd talked it out like mature ppl ♡

he srsly hates fighting, he already does it with monsters nd shit so much, he doesnt want to do it w you :(

he apologized for being ignorant and promised he would be better about taking care of himself instead of burying himself in work

you apologized for using your powers on him without saying anything first, and promised you wouldn't do it again ( unless its necessary ) :))

to this day, youve still kept your promises ♡

jason is SUCH a sucker for when you touch his hair

the most relaxing thing everrrrr

i will die on this hill ppl dont play w me

his hair would be soft asf bro

best believe he uses a good conditioner !!

he lets u play w his hair nd do wtv u want with it cause like ~relaxing~

so best believe you have a 0.5 of him with all his hair tied up and looking like a palm tree

0.5s of jason would literally be flawless asf but scary

cause ur like omg by bf is so cute- god DAMN somebody get this man contacts

he looks amazing but THEM EYES

terrifying. staring into ur soul.

theyre cute tho ♡♡

you OBVI have matching pjs

i cannot decide if jason would go to sleep w just pj pants nd no shirt or if would have light blue and white striped pants, a button up shirt, slippers, a cap with a little fuzzy ball at the end, nd a candlestick

jason grace is a SPECTRUM OKAY

but he buys u so many plushies ugh

you own so many jellycats im so jealous

he helps u name them nd their literally ur children like

u have matching build-a-bears !!!

the voice memos are messages u made for each other :(

his to u is a quick ramble about how much he loves u but gets cut off cause he only had 20 seconds ♡♡

nd u get matching outfits for them!!

urs is named 'sleepy' and his is named 'sparky' ♡

i feel like jason gets some real bad nightmares

like yea every demigod does but he gets his more frequently nd their more graphic bcs of what he's seen and gone through :(

most of the time they arent even messages from his dad, theyre just really bad flashbacks of horrible times in his life

but ever since you started spending ur nights together, theyve toned down so much

now he even gets dreams abt your future together sometimes :((

he really wants to tell you about those dreams cause they feel so real but hes scared that youll think its weird or get uncomfortable

little does he know you get those exact same dreams ♡

and on the same nights as he does...

CAUSE UR MEETING IN UR DREAMSSSSSSS

nd thats how ur dad shows his love to you !

zeus doesnt gaf. wtv we dont like him anyway

i mean sometimes hes like erm gtfo my cabin 🤨

but doesn't actually do anything

u literally dont care for anybody's thoughts tho cause you bagged a baddie as sleepy as you ♡

an two: ik i didnt talk abt sleepovers together but like ive got a jason fic called sleepover (thats also gn!) if u wanted to read that :DD but i hoped u enjoyed and have a good day/night!! GO STREAM THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT.

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson ♡

#percy jackson #pjo #heroes of olympus #pjo x reader #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo x reader #jason grace #jason grace x reader #percy jackson x reader #by bells ♡⋆ ࣪.

[mxrvelouss]

yall im trying to sleep but my throat hurts and i cant, so im just gonna write this (cringe) scenario that has been swimming around in my head all day. to the girlies who wanna be saved by a handsome man like mike schmidt.....this lil story is for u. i cannot believe i posted this

The Scene at the Mall | Mike Schmidt x Reader | Dual POV

warning: mentions of stalking, drinking, kidnapping, harassment

note: this is when mike is still working as a security guard at the mall, so prior to the events of the movie

here is the link to pt 2!

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Are they following me?

That's the thought that was in your head as you made your way through the crowded mall. You had gotten off work an hour ago and, after a particularly busy shift at the restauraunt, you decided to go the mall and spend some money. You deserved it; you had been waitressing nonstop the whole week. It was Friday night now.

When you had left a clothes store about five minutes ago, you saw two men standing at the entrance in your peripheral vision. You heard them whisper and chuckle, and they have been following you from a distance ever since- or at least you thought so.

I'm probably just overthinking, you thought to yourself. But...I don't wanna go out to my car, just in case...

You took a quick glance over your shoulder, and yep, they were still there. They looked away as soon as you made eye contact. Your heart started to pound.

The mall was closing soon, and the area had emptied. You were alone. What to do, what to do....?!

You were getting close to the main exit, but there was no way you were going to go outside in the dark now. So you turn on your heel and do a swift u-turn, now facing the men. They'll keep walking forward, out the door, and then I'll just find another exit in this direction.

As you walked toward them, you started to go diagonally, to get as far away from the creeps as possible. One of them, however, suddenly lunges towards you, the other one close behind.

"Hey, what are you doing here all by yourself?" one of them said, now in front of you, his breath reeking of tobacco and alchohol. There was a nasty grin on his face. The other sneered and crossed his arms.

Just keep walking, just ignore them, they're drunk...

But you couldn't move, like a deer in headlights. You were so freaked out that you didn't even notice the security guard who was suddenly at your side.

******

Mike's POV

Today was a long shift. Mike had been at the mall since noon. And while he knew Abby was safe and sound at home with the babysitter, he was still anxious to get home to her.

He was making his way towards the main exit to prepare to lock the doors when he noticed a girl walking his way- quickly. He looked to the other side of the area, and two middle-aged men were eyeing her.

His heart started to pound.

When the men suddenly made their way in front of the girl, blocking her path, he was no longer at the mall. No, he was back in the forest, helplessly watching the car that took his brother away from him forever.

A voice screamed in his head. Help her!!

******

Protectively shoving you back from the men and forming a wall between you and them, the security guard spoke in a deep, intense voice. "Get out of here," he growled as he glared at the men. "Mall's closing."

The guard quickly turned over his shoulder, looking at you with worried eyes. "You okay?"

You were about to respond with a "yes" when one of the men reached for your arm before you could react. In a slurred voice, he says, "Aw, c'mon man, of course she's-"

The guard immediately turns and shoves him, hard, and the man's grip on your arm releases. You recoil, and the guard grabs both of the men by their shirts. His brown eyes are filled with fury. "I. Said. Leave."

Their alchohol-ridden minds finally take the hint, and they stumble towards the door as the guard follows closely behind. He shoves them out, quickly locking the door behind them.

He takes a deep breath, and turns to you again. You let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, oh my gosh, thank you." Tears fill your eyes and your body starts to tremble from the shock of what just happened. Great, now you just look like some sort of damsel in distress. "Sorry," is all you say as you wipe your eyes.

The guard looks at you with a soft smile and concerned eyes and moves in closer. You notice that he doesn't touch you at all; but even if he did, you would've allowed it. Everything about him, his voice, his presence- it just felt safe.

"You don't have to apologize," he whispers. "I'm glad I was here."

"What's your name?" you ask softly.

"Mike," he replies. The two of you sit down on a nearby cushioned bench, and the trembling starts to stop as he quietly sits by your side. You look up at him, and, to your suprise, now tears are starting to form in his eyes, too.

You wouldn't find out until years later why exactly he cried that night, or why saving you from those men was so personal to him. But that night, as Mike sat with you for a while and, when he was absolutely sure there was no danger, walked you out to your car- you knew that he was the one.

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guys this was so cringe ik BUT ITS MIKE SCHMIDTTTT ok goodnight im sorry

#mike schmidt #josh hutcherson #fnaf movie #fnaf #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x y/n #mike schmidt fluff #i am actually insane #five nights at freddy's #josh hutcherson x reader #my silly thoughts #this is actually insane #im sorry #cringecore

[imsofuckinggayforwomen]

SANEMI HEAD CANONS

(as determined in the previous poll)

Hello everyone! Thanks so much for all of the 300+ votes I got on that poll, that’s like crazy 😦 rengoku and sanemi tied so we’re just gonna write for both! Rengoku’s will be in a separate post because imma be shitfaced when I’m done with this.

These head canons will involve sfw and nsfw, so if you are a minor please do not read past the part labeled NSFW

Warnings: Smut, Fem reader

(MINORS DO NOT CONTINUE AFTER THE NSFW LABEL I AM SLASH SRS)

Sanemi

Sfw

He’s a cold guy, giving out glares to anyone that looks in his direction.

But for you, his eyes briefly soften.

He refuses to admit it, but he truly turns into mush when you’re around.

Always keeps a hand on one of your body parts, hand, thigh, waist. He’s extremely protective, especially after losing the majority of his loved ones. He swears to protect you forever. Poor genya

Shows more affection when the two of you are alone, not wanting his coworkers to see him all lovey dovey. Only you get to see that

He’s like one of those guys that talk to you in a baby voice asking for attention but then the moment someone walks into the room his voice drops like 5 octaves.

Literally will not let you get out of bed earlier than him. Like his arms anchor you to the bed.

If you’re also a hashira, he makes sure that you both are always assigned together on missions. He knows you are capable enough to take care of yourself, but he can’t help the fear of not being there when you need him.

Trains with you but absolutely refuses to actually spar you. He couldn’t bare the thought of accidentally hurting you.

If he’s called out on his love for you in public he literally turns into a tomato.

NSFW

Oh boy, this guy is insane

He wants to love and cherish your beautiful body but he can’t help but feel the need to claim you

Once you give him the go ahead, he quite literally pounces on you.

Eats you out for hours, it’s basically impossible to pry him off.

Will start out by teasing you, giving small kitten licks to your wetness. He loves the frustrated face you make when he doesn’t give you what you want.

Cant tease forever, he yearns to see you throbbing with pleasure.

When he starts sucking your clit, you almost double over.

This man has a goal and he IS going to get it.

doesn’t even think about his own needs until his face and fingers are drenched in your arousal.

When he finally gets to the real shit, he starts extremely slow. Not wanting to hurt you.

He gives you time to adjust before carefully thrusting into you

However, when pleased mewls began to erupt from your mouth, he simply cannot hold back any longer

Bro changes his pace entirely, gripping onto your thighs and pulling his hips all the way back.

At first, you’re confused, but then he slams himself back into you.

Your breath literally disappears from your lungs as he feverishly thrusts into you.

Please pull his hair

He Bites and sucks on your neck whilst your fingers curl into his white locks.

Reaches his free hand down to passionately rub your clit, quite different from his hips roughly knocking into yours.

When you begin to reach your climax, he nearly finishes from the sight of you.

As your back arches in pleasure, his fingers quicken and his hips continue their pace.

When your orgasm hits, his does as well. The both of you moaning and riding out your high’s together.

immediately gets you water and makes sure you are okay.

Aftercare 100000%

Runs a nice bath and washes your hair for you

don’t comment on his flushed face.

If you fall asleep in the bath, he’ll dry you off and carry you to bed.

I hope you guys liked this!! I’m going to continue rengoku’s part in a separate post, I’ll probably write it later tonight after I shower and do my 1000 step skin care routine.

Comments, likes, reblogs are all appreciated!!

#demon slayer #kny headcanons #kny smut #demon slayer smut #demon slayer fluff #kny x reader #kny #kny x you #kny sanemi #demon slayer sanemi #sanemi x reader #sanemi smut

[t0rturedangel]

╭ . . . 𝚆𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 ੭

𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ; ♰ ৎ﹕𝘦𝘹𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘶𝘮

TUMBLR DECIDED TO FUCK ME SO HARD BC IT CRASHED AND I LOST ALL OF MY ORIGNAL WORK. AUGHRRRRRRRR I'M GOING TO SCREAM SO HARD.

but here is scene two as promised my lovlies, I'm sorry that it's short

➷ ＰＲＥＶＩＯＵＳ ＳＣＥＮＥ | ＮＥＸＴ ＳＣＥＮＥ

With her fall,

the cherubim went mad,

with sorrow and hate

she now sat on jagged rocks

     You glared at the sky, or whatever it was above you- the bottom side of heaven? whatever it was, this place was not the earth the angels created nor was it the hell your Lucifer was dammed to but there is one thing for sure- you fucking hated this shithole. There was no life here (no life that was thriving, all the nature that could have been here is now reduced to rotten carcasses of what they used to be), just barren land with not a single soul in sight- besides yours of course though your soul was practically torn to shreds. 

     For endless days of your damned punishment you'd scream at the top of your lungs, begging heaven for it's forgiveness, to be let back in- making empty promises of never betraying them again. You'd sob into your hands when your voice finally gave up, your tears felt unusually acidic and whenever you did cry a weird feeling over came your senses, almost as if you had to get your hands on whatever moved- just as long as it didn't watch you. Eventually, when your crying sessions would end, you'd make an attempt to fly to heaven though their skies, those clouds you'd always rest on, the clouds you and Lucifer would fly through in utter glee were now so far to reach, no matter how fast and strong you flew. For hours, you'd manage to make your wings fly and then- they'd give up, your feathers simply gave up just as much as you did then once again you'd plunge down into the mossy yet rocky ground.

     ˓˓ HEAVEN! ʾʾ you screamed out as you fell ˓˓ HEAVEN FORGIVE ME! I BEG YOU! ʾʾ though as always your words were never heard, you were sure they could hear you- at least even some of them, perhaps St. Peter?... yeah you heard of him, you heard of his arrival- from who or where you cannot remember but you knew he was now by the gates of heaven allowing good moral souls to enter- GOD FUCKING DAMN IT YOU ARE MEANT TO BE WITH THEM! those shitbags dont care about anyone but them, they're selfish little fucks who only want to see the good- never the bad! Cant they open their fucking eyes to see that they aren't perfect?! 

     Sharp rocks dug into your back as you landed on them for the umpteenth time for that day, or week, or month- you didn't know any more, time was a concept you lost the knowledge to a while go, as much as other things. Your old social behavior was sure to have faltered, gone wrong, your mind had probably twisted into something horrific. That Cherub that once thrived is now dead, in her wake a new angel- a weeper angel now takes her place.

Now with heaven's ignorance and silence

the weeper lost hope for salvation,

and then she turned to the ground beneath her feet

     Out of sheer anger of the lack of reply from the heavenly skies, you kicked yet another rock out of your way- while flying from where it once stood the rock broke into several pieces. It's been so long. So long of you begging and pleading with heaven for one more chance and they have done nothing but ignore you, you'd tried so many times to reach out to them you flew for hours- screamed for days- wept so loud you were sure all three worlds could hear you crystal clear. ˓˓ GOD DAMNIT ʾʾ kicking more things you looked above you ˓˓ CAELO TE DAMNO! TE ANGELOS PATHETICUS OMNES ʾʾ 〔 DAMN YOU HEAVEN! DAMN ALL YOU PATHETIC ANGELS 〕 if heaven will not answer your calls, then you'll turn to hell. While yes, you saw Heaven as a choice first it was mainly because you could not bare to see Lucifer again, after you failed to keep his place in heaven he would surely hate you, he's want you to suffer but seeing as even heaven will not take you- Hell was your only chance of escapism, but how would you get there? Would you be able to stomp onto the ground with such power that the ground would crack and open up?

     Perhaps not, after all what if you end up on the earth's land- with humans, eugh, the thought of them makes your stomach twist, full of virtue or full of vice they were disgusting mortals- your presence would send them into insanity, they'd all go mad and kill one another and plus they were dirty, vile creatures- you felt that if you even saw one, they'd end up dead by your hands. Something was wrong with you, you never thought that way before. It was this isolation that was breaking your mind, you needed to get out and fast.

     again, but how? There was no way you were willing to break the ground, and the only other way to even get there was through the extermination- yes this was another thing you were aware of, after all Angels needed to pass through your current home to get to hell, so maybe just maybe while they're flying through the portal you'd be able to sneak in too. There was only one problem, you dont know where the portal appears, it never appears in the same place and whenever it does appear you're too far away.

     But, it was your only chance and you had to take it, or else you'd go truly mad, turn into a beast and kill anyone and anything you set your glossed over eyes on. Now the waiting game begins, though it wont take long at all- the last extermination was 350 days ago, you counted. Only 15 days left until you could be free from this torture.

     Forget heaven, forget it all- now hell is your new destination.

     ＷＡＩＴ ＦＯＲ ＭＥ ＨＥＬＬ

𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⠆(want to be reminded when I post a new chapter? Lmk!) ⸺ @reverse-soe @jellibean2018 @aliazy @sugarrush-blush @littledolly2345 @immahuman @marsilis @c0sm1cstqrsx @redqueeen99 @persephosposts

#જ⁀➴﹒⁾⁾ 𝑶𝑹𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑫 / 𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑬𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀 𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑺 ✫ #➤ 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 | 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐝 / 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 ৎ #x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #x you #i'm going insane #so is reader #LMAOOO #TUMBLR I'M GOING TO SHIT ON YOU #ahem anyway #lucifer morning star x reader #lucifer morningstar x you #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor the radio demon #alastor hazbin hotel #AUGHRRRR #who else do i tag? #reader is insane #angry reader #screams aesthetically

[tkaulitzlvr]

Can you maybe write 2010 toms reaction and hc's for the reader being pregnant?

UNEXPECTED - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: you have to tell tom some unexpected news, and his reaction isn’t what you had hoped for.

contents: angst

a/n: thank you so much for the request, i am so bad at head canons so i just did a fic, i hope that’s okay!!

my hands shakily clutched at the test, tears rolling down my flushed cheeks as i hoped that somehow, my eyes were deceiving me. positive, the test reads, the eight letters staring back at me, reminding me over and over that they are very real, and i can’t back out of this.

tom and i were always careful, using protection every time we had sex to stop things like this from happening. we were young and foolish, as every 21 year old is, not ready to welcome a child of our own into the world, the thought of it scaring me so much, never thinking that it would become a reality so soon. it wasn’t that we didn’t ever want kids, but tom was constantly on tour, away from home for weeks and though i always went with him, it just wouldn’t be right to take a child with us. we had always discussed starting a family, both of us coming to the mutual conclusion that now just wasn’t the right time.

which is what terrified me even more, tom’s reaction worrying me as i just couldn’t guess what it would be. he was currently at the studio with the band, and he would be home any minute now, evening dawning over us as he had no idea of the news i was about to bring to him.

i sat on the couch, the test stuffed into the back pocket of my jeans, my eyes fixed on whatever was on the tv, but my mind was elsewhere, waiting for the door to open and tom to walk through it, praying that he wouldn’t freak out. there was no time left to just hope, the door handle turning as tom steps through, baggy jacket clad to his figure, reminding me just how cold it is outside. he takes his shoes off, announcing a quick “i’m home my love”, before entering the living room, a smile appearing on his face once he sees me.

he walks towards the sofa, sitting down beside me and embracing me in a hug. my body begins to shake as i can no longer hold back the tears, tom noticing and quickly pulling away, studying my face and the sorrow etched upon it.

“baby, what’s wrong?” he replies, concerned, holding my face and kissing my forehead, attempting to wipe the tears as he awaits my response.

“you promise you won’t get mad?” i manage to let out between sobs, my words almost inaudible, yet he clearly understands what i say, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

“what? why would i be mad? you can tell me anything, you know that.” he says, much more composed than i am, his heart aching to see me in this state. “now what’s wrong? please, talk to me schatz.”

my eyes meet his for the first time, bloodshot and glassy, whilst his hurriedly scan my face, the worry only increasing in his own as every second passes that i don’t confess. i can’t bring myself to say the two words “i’m pregnant”, because the second i do, it will truly become real, my mind in some twisted sort of denial, telling myself that if i don’t admit it, it will somehow go away. so, instead of saying what is wrong, i decide to show him, reaching hesitantly into my back pocket and placing the pregnancy test in his hands.

he looks downwards, finally seeing the reason why i am so upset. his body tenses up, his mouth hanging open in shock the only thing he is able to do. i cant tell if he is happy, excited, or completely angry, all i know is that he cannot believe his eyes. the tears continue to spill down my cheeks, praying that he will reassure me that everything will be okay, but the twisting feeling in my stomach provides me with the terrifying realisation that i’m not going to receive that comfort.

“please say something.” i whisper, my voice shaky as he still hasn’t moved or even looked at me, his eyes fixed on the pregnancy test in his palm of his hands.

“is this real?” he mutters, refusing to look at me, his hands trembling a little.

“it’d be a pretty fucked up joke tom.” i reply, angry at his ridiculous question but not in any position to consider causing an argument, knowing that is the last thing i need right now.

“i just- i don’t know what to say. i’m not ready for this.” he confesses, finally looking upwards as his gaze meets mine, his eyes now glazed with tears, yet he isn’t sad - i see a glare within them that cannot be mistaken for anything else but anger.

“i’m not either tom, you know this. i don’t know what to do.” i put my head in my hands, sobbing even more now, my breathing fast and irregular. my mind longs for any sort of comfort from him, even a little reassurance, a half-hearted ‘it’s gonna be okay’, even though it would be a lie, it would be the most perfect one he ever told, because it would give me a million times more consolation than i am receiving right now. but he stays silent, biting his lip, almost as if he is stopping himself from truly speaking his mind.

“i can’t do this.” he finally says, standing up and walking out of the living room, exiting the house as he closes the front door behind him with a slam.

my breathing begins to quicken, my heart rate increasing as the worst possible scenario is suddenly becoming true in front of my eyes. if me finding out that i was pregnant wasn’t enough, tom leaving only placed the cherry on my cake, a sickening sense of guilt now punching me in the gut, stabbing a knife in the wound as i begin to feel nothing but completely stupid for letting this happen, blaming it all on myself. my sobs are muffled within my hands as my head rests there, my entire body trembling as i long to be in his arms, him telling me that it would be okay, that we would get through this. instead, the cold air is my only company, leaving me in it’s icy embrace, giving me the constant reminder that i am alone.

it is this reminder that sticks with me until my eyes begin to feel heavy, my body falling into a deep sleep, providing me with a temporary distraction from reality.

warm hands. two large, warm hands are what wake me from my sleep as they caress my face gently, contrasting with the coldness of the entire house.

“love?” i hear a familiar voice whisper, finally opening my eyes to see tom kneeled beside me, his own bloodshot from crying.

“why are you here?” i ask, anger quickly filling my veins, the reminder of how quickly he left, betrayed me like it was nothing, flooding my memory.

“i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have left like that. i was just so shocked, and i backed out, and i shouldn’t have. we can talk about this, if you’re ready to.” he softly says as i sit up, moving his hands off my face.

“you left me.” i mutter, the tears already threatening to fall. “i wanted your support, and you left me. you fucking left me when i needed you most! do you know how shitty that feels? all day, i’ve felt guilty, and i find the courage to tell you and then you fucking bail on me?”

“i know and i’m so sorry my love. i didn’t expect it, i reacted in the wrong way-”

“what you think i did expect it? you think i’ve been throwing up for the past two weeks and i wanted it to happen? do you know how hard it’s been to hide my suspicions, because i didn’t want to scare you until i knew for sure, and then you run away because you didn’t expect it? the one time, the one time i fucking need you here and you leave me.” i sob, my voice breaking as i shake my head, standing up and walking away, tom quickly following me to the kitchen where i stand, my front against the counter, head in my hands.

he says nothing, but wraps his arms around my waist from behind, his thumbs running along my stomach comfortingly, lips pressing small kisses on my shoulder as i slowly begin to calm down. we both stand in silence, tom never loosening his hold on me, finally speaking up once my breathing has slowed a little.

“i’m sorry. i’m so so sorry. you didn’t deserve that at all. i promise you, i’ll never leave you like that again, not for a second.” he whispers, turning me around so that my chest is flush against his, his arms securely around my waist.

“why did you do that tom? you have no idea how scared i am.” i say, my words slightly muffled as my head is buried into his t-shirt, my arms clinging onto his neck.

“ i’m so sorry. i’m sorry.” he keeps repeating, kissing my forehead over and over between his words, never once letting go of me.

“what are we going to do?” i sigh, appreciating the fact that we have made up, but knowing that it doesn’t change the situation or make the reality any easier to swallow.

“i don’t know baby, i don’t know. but whatever you decide, i’ll be right here, always. i promise, i’ll always be here.” he affirms, and the sincerity of his voice tells me that i can believe every single one of his words.

“i love you tom.” i say, the words slipping from my mouth naturally as they are the only ones that come to mind.

“i love you too.”

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hiiiiii ^^ i just wanted to say i love ur work sm lol

i really like yandere stuff but i literally cannot find it for m!reader at most like gn!reader

anyhow ♥️yanderes♥️

i particularly like the pathetic loser yandere type (streamer yan had me giggling)

if you can, could you write something with a loser yandere?? tysm

I Will Be Back.

okay william afton ... pls come back soon :3

loser m yandere x m reader thoughts. basically. ahemhrmhmrm.

loser! yan who’s just a loner gamer guy who happened to get attached to you because you decide to befriend him… him, having a crush on you and YOU MAKING THE FIRST MOVE?!?!! he's supposed to be the alpha male... tch. he's gonna be a little weird about his irl friend, you - his crush, ( having a plethora of online friends and whatnot.. ) and initially be distant at first because he's nervous that his pretty crush that he actually fucking stalks wants to be his friend… thinks it's a set up at first, but only because he's paranoid,,, then wanting to be close to you at every given time like a little freak. bro constantly stalking ur socials even if there's nothing new, ever. going through all your highlights and seeing ur face… rolling around because he likes you so much,,, printing out a picture because he doesn't want to seem too strange if he prints out a whole bunch because he totally thinks that you'll see if you happen to come over… which is why he has a little shrine box underneath his bed instead with a porno magazine of guys that vaguely resemble you!!!!

loser! yan... type of guy to go crazy, rocking back and forth, when you don't answer his texts when ur visibly active,,,, like.... w-who the fuck do you think you are??? are you fucking kidding???? Is he not Important to you???? Not important enough to answer his texts of memes and clips of funny animals?????? then being so happy when you finally respond but still so bitter that he leaves you on delivered for a whole “five minutes”. then answering so quickly and so excitedly,,, cant help his emotions, out of touch as blood shoots to his groin at the thought of you acting like he does over you messaging him. liek,,, do you do that too? … get jealous over him texting over people..? the thought makes him ache bro. uaagghghg jerking himself off to the voice clips of your voice he's recorded over your late “fall asleep on the phone” calls…

loser! yan when sleeping over, or if roommates, just stares at you while you sleep while a random hardstyle song plays in the back of his mind. literally pulling the curtains of your window back just to see the moonlight hit your face while standing in the dark corner where you could probably make out his silhouette if you stared hard enough. hes delusional ,,,,, touching himself in the corner bro. before stealing a pair of ur underwear to go jerk off with,,,, jerking off in the shower while covering his mouth and imagining you jerking him off while muttering praise or degrading him. he'll take either one, fr.

but then that same scenario actually happening in real life??? god he cums so quick hes so fucking embarrassed. how can he not? you, grinding into him from behind while hurriedly yet languidly stroking his naked cock in hand with your other hand covering his mouth; keeping him in your hold with ur back pressed to a dark hallway wall.. your breathing,,, so heavy and ragged,,,, your erection,,, pressing into his ass…,,,, he cant help but jerk his hips forward into your hand, trying to help as he whimpers behind your palm.,,, EEKEKEWK

loser! yan who stalks you at work in his free time bro... like,,, hes lonely and he misses you, his "best friend",,,, so. staring at you through the windows of your workplace with binoculars through tinted windows of his car while “creep by radiohead” blasts through the radio. LMAOO

loser! yan who, when finally in a relationship - most definitely toxic in its own way - with you, literally begs you to be touching on him every second. whether it be sexual or literally just laying your hand on his arm while sitting or somethingㅡbro just craves ur touch. knowing that hes yours just gets him all giddy and shit.. constantly getting boners and extremely tired after he begs you to do something about it too,,,, freak.

#ocs =͟͟͞͞★ #loser yan.... #x male reader #male reader #top male reader #x top male reader #x dom male reader #dom male reader #sub bottom character #sub male character!!! #yandere male x reader #yandere x male reader #yan m x m reader......