#yandere brett hand x reader

[insidethejob]

hi /⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\ if your requests are open you could do one about brett and prompt 42

Prompt 42: “You want me to fuck you..? Would that make you happy? Would it make you love me?”

Welp, I Guess I'm Stuck

Yandere! Brett Hand x Fem! Reader Tw: NSFW [No actual Smut], Drunk! Reader, Dubious-Consent 🔞18+ Content due to dark and adult themes. Read at your own risk

Brett felt his stomach tighten as your hands roamed his body. You were giggling and whispering in his ear. Brett knew you were drunk, but it was hard to hold himself together.

"I love you in your suit, but god you look so good in normal clothes."

He laughs, trying to avoid the awkwardness. "You look good, too, Y/n."

You push his hair back, before playing with a loose strand. Brett could feel his face darken and his hands tighten on his wheel.

"So where are we going, Brett baby?"

"I'm taking you home."

"Aww," You cross your arms, frowning, "I was hoping you'd be more..." You lightly touch his tight, "Interesting."

He slammed the breaks, causing you to fall forward. Your eyes widen as you bang your head on the dashboard. Brett gasps and is quick to grab you and inspect you.

"Oh my god! Y/n are you okay? I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to... Oh my god!" He says as he starts to freak out.

You shake him off, "It's fine Brett... Don't worry about it."

But he does worry about it. The anxiety of you being mad at him takes over his mind. He frowned when pulling up to your home. You sloppily get out, before going to the drivers side.

"Do you want to come in, Brett?"

He looks at his alarm and frowned when seeing the late time. He was going to deny and mention work.

"Please?"

He looked at you, his face red. How could he say no when you're looking at him like that?

-----

He examined everything in your home. It was so you, and it made him smile.

"Do you want..." You were going to ask him if he wanted something to drink, but your eyes slowly started to droop, and you fell forward. Brett was quick to catch you and laid you on your couch.

You wobbly got up, not being able to keep yourself straight. He sat down by you, to make sure you didn't hurt yourself. You leaned on his shoulder, trying to gain yourself. You giggled to yourself, before looking up at him.

"You're so pretty," You say, rubbing his face. "I want to fuck you."

His body freezes as you lightly grace his neck. You lightly run your tongue on his neck, causing a shiver to run down his back. He leaned into the couch as you move to his lap. You play with his hair and his nails clinging to the seat cushions.

You remove your shirt and Brett looks away, trying not to feed into his boner. Your hands were all around him and he could feel his body flush. You stopped, confusing him, and he finally looked at you.

You look up at him, tears gracing your eye, "Do you want to do this?"

Brett could feel a knot in his throat. You could do whatever you wanted to him. He took a deep breath before speaking, "You want me to fuck you..? Would that make you happy? Would it make you love me? I would do anything to make you happy."

You blushed fiddling with your hair, "I don't want to overstep-"

"You could use me however you want, Y/n," He grabs your face, pulling you in close, "You can use me like your boy toy."

"Well, you shouldn't say that if you don't mean it, because I might just do it."

#brett hand #brett hand x reader #inside job #yandere brett #brett x reader #yandere brett hand #yandere brett hand x reader #yandere inside job #yandere inside job x reader #brett #yandere brett x reader

[vrisrezis]

Yandere Reagan and Yandere Brett team up? 👀

Reagan doesn’t like the idea of a team up, I think of her as the kinda yandere that wants you to herself and hates any kind of competition and I’m inclined to think Brett is the same way. But I think they’d make exceptions for one another due to their friendship in canon, especially if you take this as polyamorous. They have very different ways of dealing with things however, Brett resorts to kidnapping and more extreme measures, whilst Reagan believes you shouldn’t be controlled like that and should live the life you wanna. Surprisingly she’s less problematic than Brett can be at times? But I think that’s just due to the abuse she experienced from her dad that makes her not want to control you too much.

#Reagan Ridley x reader #Brett hand x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #inside job x reader #brett x reader #reagan x reader #reagan x brett

[sunsphobia]

yandere brett head canons?

yandere brett hand headcanon❜s

yandere brett x reader, little nsfw, anon asked!

brett was always little obsessed with you, brett always thought of you and him together. poor you, you can't get rid of him this man will always follow you every where you go.

brett doesn't care if myc can hear his every thought, but myc doesn't say anything (myc is probably scared of him 😭🙏)

brett would talk about you with reagan, reagan just listens but she'll get annoyed 👐 (lmafo) this man could talk about you all the time, it just proves how much he loves you. 🤭

brett always wanted a loving family, but why not make one with you? he doesn't mind trying, dude would be great with kids, specially babysitting. this man will make you pregnant 🫶(If your okay with it tho)

brett loves to dance with you in your office or his, slow and passionate. If you never learn to dance he'll teach you how to.

he'll buy you dresses, flowers your favourites, clothes, and food! he takes you out on nice dinners and cute picnics, he'll make you a flower crown and you'll make one for him.

this man get jealous, he hates when people try to flirt with you, he would give you a kiss and tell you have amazing you were last night. the person flirting with you leaves feeling embarrassed.

tags

#yandere #brett hand x reader #anon request

[botheyanderedog]

*I take off my clothes revealing a sexy blue lingerie then take a deep breath* Ok…open…

(Hope you’re ok with this)

Bo opens his eyes, almost instantly he starts drooling.

Woah...

#dachabo #dachabo pet sim #jambeebot #roleplay account #yandere boy #ooc #tumblr milestone #bimbo reader #brett hand x reader #mlp creepypasta

[tea-plantz]

MASTERLIST

Hello! I’m a new writer on tumblr here to feed into you people’s crazy obsessions! I will probably mostly do oneshots and headcanons, however, feel free to request anything from my list down below. Oh, and also, English is not my first language so please do excuse me if I happen to make any spelling mistakes. You may also feel free to correct me if you do spot any, that is how we learn after all.

First of all, I will NOT write:

pedophilia

character x character (I will mostly write “x reader” but polyamorous fics with other character are gladly welcomed!)

NSFW (mainly because I absolutely suck at it, but feel free to leave requests, and I might consider it)

What I WILL write:

fluff

angst

yandere

polyamorous relationships

SFW (and maaaaybe some NSFW if you ask nicely;) )

romance

platonic

Fandoms + characterlist

THE OWL HOUSE

-Luz Noceda

-Amity Blight

-Willow Park

-Gus Porter

-Hunter

-Eda Clawthorne

-King (platonically)

-The Collector

-Raine Whispers

-Emira Blight

-Edric Blight

AMPHIBIA

-Anne Boonchuy

-Marcy Wu

-Sasha Waybright

-Darcy

-The Plantars (platonically)

GRAVITY FALLS

-Dipper Pines

-Mabel Pines

-Wendy Blerble Corduroy

-Bill Cipher

-Soos Ramirez

INSIDE JOB

-Reagen Ridley

-Brett Hand

-Gigi

-Andre Lee

-Myc

ENA

-Ena

-Moony

JUNJI ITO

-Souichi Tsujii

-Tomie Kawakami

-Chizumi

-Yuuma Azawa

GORILLAZ

-2D/Stuart Pot

-Noodle

-Russel Hobbs

-Murdoc Niccals

HORROR

-Jason Vorhees

-Michael Myers

-Bubba Sawyer

-Thomas Hewitt

-Brahms Heelshire

-Sadoko

-Norman Bates

-Carrie White

-Pearl

-Pennywise

-Ghostface (Billy, Stu, Danny or just ghostface himself)

This list might change later on

Feel free to send in any requests (with a bit of information like, pronouns, what genre, age etc.) lovelies<3

#toh x reader #luz x reader #amity x reader #willow x reader #eda x reader #amphibia #amphibia x reader #marcy wu #marcy x reader #sasha waybright #sasha x reader #anne bounchoy #sashannarcy #gravity falls x reader #ena joel g #ena x reader #inside job #inside job x reader #reagen ridley #brett hand #andre lee #myc inside job #gigi inside job #junji itō #souichi tsujii x reader #tomie kawakami #friday the 13th #slashers x reader #south park #south park x reader

[faithsxoxo]

REQUESTS -

fandoms i write for :

➥ inside job (reagan ridley, brett hand, andre lee, gigi thompson, myc) ➥ life is strange (max caufield, chloe price, rachel amber, nathan prescott, victoria chase, kate marsh)

what i will write :

➥ fluff, angst, etc ➥ smut

what i wont write :

➥ fetishes (scat, piss, cnc, non con, petplay, etc.) ➥ yandere, tsundere, anything like that ➥ student/teacher ➥ male reader

in your request :

➥ please be specific!! include exactly what you want, not just "can i have ____ x reader pls" ➥ specify reader gender as well, either female or gender-neutral

#faiths updates

[myc-ology-whore]

A angst request. Reagan x reader. The reader is going to be sent to shadow prison for trying to get rid of Rand.

She'll Be Okay

Reagan Ridley x GN!Reader

ooh, i like this one >:) more angst for you guys, this time starring our favourite disgruntled scientist <3 reader is gn btw

another 4k story that i may or may not make a sequel to. the way things are now, however, i feel like i've satisfied the angst that was asked of me.

nsfw: no sexual content, but explicit gore is used.

When Rand took over, everyone was pissed, not just the upper management team. Reagan had just promised everyone so much, and she had intended to make good on all of her promises, but the robot Rand brought into the company had ruined everything, and somehow in the end he was the one to get put in charge? Of course people were angry.

You, however, were by far and away the most angry of all. Reagan was your girlfriend; you knew better than anyone just how abusive Rand was to her growing up, though whenever you'd try to point it out she would just brush it off, saying, "Well, he's still my dad. I can't just kick him to the curb."

And so, you and Rand had simply been at each other's throats at every given opportunity. He said you weren't good enough for Reagan and that you were holding her back from achieving more, and you said that he was an abusive, manipulative parasite who'd never even treated her like a daughter in the first place (only one of you was correct). Reagan tried to ignore it; she understood your anger toward Rand, and she loved you for being hurt and mad in her place, but she couldn't abandon him. She didn't listen to Rand either, thankfully, sticking things out with you and staying at your place more than half of her time in the months leading up to the Bear-O incident. She told herself she could still have you and not betray her father, though of course, that couldn't last forever.

She made the right decision that day after digging through her memories and finding out what Rand did to her, telling him to get lost. You, Reagan, and the rest of the gang had dinner at Reagan's place that night, celebrating the fact that she had finally stood up to Rand. You all helped her to throw his stuff onto the curb, and at the end of the night, after everyone else went home, it was just you and Reagan.

Reagan sighed happily as she locked the front door behind the last of your friends, turning around and leaning back on it as she looked around the now-much-cleaner living room. "It already feels so much better to look at," she said, beaming over at you with tired eyes. "Just knowing that he's gone is... It's so much more of a relief than I thought it'd be."

"I told you so," you laughed, opening your arms to her. "C'mere." She chuckled and obliged you, crossing the room to bury herself in your hold. You both hummed contentedly, enjoying the silence of the house and the warmth of each other, though something scratched painfully at the back of your mind. You kiss the top of her head before quietly addressing her. "Hey, honey?"

"Mhm?"

"What Rand did to you," you start, already feeling her tense up, "you know that it wasn't okay, right?"

She pulled back, looking at you incredulously. "It was utterly fucked up," she corrected, making you smile. She didn't always admit it so easily; this was progress. "Fucking up my memory is a whole new low, even for Rand."

"Good, I'm glad we agree." You touch her cheek softly, and the creases in her brow and forehead fade as she relaxes. "D'you know I would do anything for you?"

Reagan laughs a little, her eyes warm as she reaches up to trace your features in return. "So you say," she answers, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. You close your eyes and kiss back, mouth opening and moving against hers lazily. She broke away to look at you once more, looking so happy and at peace. "I don't know what I'd do without you," she says, her voice wistful and filled with meaning. "You've been so patient throughout all of this, even though I was kind of stubborn in getting rid of Rand."

"Well, we haven't quite gotten rid of him yet," you reply, and Reagan frowns in confusion. "I've gotta drive him up to Canada and bury him in the snow before I'll feel satisfied that he's not coming back."

"As much as I'd like to strangle Rand myself, kidnapping and murder would get us put away for life."

"That's only if we get caught," you reminded. Reagan snorts at that, making a grin spread across your face. "I'd do it if you asked. I'm serious."

She rolls her eyes with a smile, giving you another quick peck before stepping away. "You're ridiculous," she chuckled, grabbing your hand and beginning to tug you toward the stairs. "C'mon, I'm tired of talking about that asshole. Let's go get ready for bed."

"Alright, alright," you say, relishing the warmth of her hand in yours.

That night was spent in blissful ignorance of what was to come the next day. When you woke up, Reagan was already out of bed, showered, and dressed, something completely unheard of. She was in such a good mood, better than you'd seen her in what felt like ages; she'd spent the morning putting together a little mini-model of what Cognito 2.0 would look like, and she'd ordered breakfast for the two of you. (She'd tried to cook at first, but ended up burning everything because she got distracted by her little project.) It felt like the end of an era, and seeing Reagan practically bouncing around the house with excitement for her promotion and her plans for Cognito made you feel happy and at ease. You loved seeing her smile so much.

That was why what happened when you got to work was so much worse. You were hanging out in the conference room with the gang, goofing off with Myc and Andre and going out of your way to annoy your friends, when Reagan came in with tears streaming down her face.

"Reagan, what's wrong, honey?" She'd immediately collapsed into you upon entry, dragging you to the ground and clutching onto you like she was about to fall off the face of the earth. She tried to speak, but couldn't talk over her sobbing. As you tried to calm her down, your friends gathered around you, unsure of what was going on.

"Deep breaths, Reagan," Gigi advised gently, crouching down beside you and resting a manicured hand onto Reagan's shoulder. "You've got to take deep breaths. In... and out... in... and out..."

As Gigi continued her breathing exercises to try to calm the hyperventilating Reagan, you looked up to your friends.

"I've never seen her this upset," Andre remarked, concern creasing his brows and forehead.

"Maybe Rand finally offed himself," Myc mused, earning him slaps from both you and Andre. "What? I thought we didn't care about him anymore."

You rolled your eyes, glaring at the mycelian. "Myc, you idiot, why don't you just read her mind and tell us what's going on?"

"Oh shit, you're right." He quickly went to place a flagella onto Reagan's head, the limb glowing pink as he sorted through her thoughts. Within a few seconds, he'd snatched the limb back as though he'd been burnt. "Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me."

"What? What is it?"

"It-- It's Rand," Reagan choked out, coughing as she tried to clear the phlegm from her throat. "He-- He's--"

"Calm down, sweetheart," you said softly, patting her back as she falls into another bout of broken cries. Turning back to Myc, you prompt, "He's what?"

Myc seems to hesitate for a moment. "He... took her position."

"...What?"

The room is silent aside from Reagan's bawling, even Gigi looking up in confusion and disbelief. "He took her position," Myc repeats, his voice small for once as he watches the tears dribble down Reagan's face, the way she's wrinkling your shirt in her fists. "He's the new CEO of Cognito."

No one speaks. For a moment, everything is still, aside from the shuddering gasps and sobs from Reagan. Then, the blood begins to boil in your ears. Your friends start to talk, their faces aghast and outraged, but you can't seem to hear them. All you can hear is a ringing in your head as you process the information that's been given to you.

Rand... He did this to get back at Reagan. He did this to hurt her for thinking she could escape him. You feel Reagan tighten her hold around your ribs, her face squished into your collarbone, and something in you flips like a switch.

I am not okay with this.

Gently, you pry Reagan away from your body. Her eyes are swollen and her nose is runny, cheeks red from the warmth of her tears, but she's still so pretty. You cup her face in both hands, using your thumbs to wipe to wetness from beneath her eyes. She sniffles and coughs again, trying to catch her breath as she looks at you. "What-- What am I supposed to-- to do?"

You smile fondly at her, leaning in the press a kiss to the tip of her nose. "Nothing, sweetheart," you say, running a hand over her head to smooth her ragged hair. "You just stay here, okay?"

"(Y/n)," she blubbers, her lip shaking violently as she tries in vain to regain her composure. "How could he do this to me?"

"I don't know, Reag," you admit, forcing yourself to maintain the smoothness of your features as you look at her, wanting to reassure her. "But hey, you know what?"

"What?"

"I love you so much, honey," you affirm, "and I'm not going to just sit here and do nothing about this."

Gigi nudges you, and you turn to look at her, doing your very best to keep your expression blank. "(Y/n), don't go and do anything crazy, you hear me? We're all just as furious about this as you are, but we have to make a plan before we can go and do something about this."

"For once, I agree," Glenn says from behind her. "As much as I love violence, we've got to make a plan of attack first. If we go in guns ablazin', we're liable to get sent down the tube on sight."

"We've got to get weapons, figure out where he sleeps," Andre surmised, hand on his chin in thought. "Then we can catch him by surprise!"

"Or we could just, y'know, do the easy thing and poison his coffee," Myc suggests.

"You guys, isn't there a way we can figure this out that doesn't include murder? I don't think I'll last very long in prison," Brett chimes in, looking nervous at everyone's plotting. "Why don't we all just calm down and really think about this?"

"Shut up, pretty boy," Myc dismisses, no one else even bothering to acknowledge the idea of not killing Rand. As your friends discuss the situation, you stand up, giving Reagan a pat on the head and straightening your jacket before you begin for the door. Myc notices first, and scuttles after you. "Hey, where do you think you're going?"

"Figured you, of all people, could figure that one out," you reply, laughing coldly. Though any one of the gang could probably guess where you were headed, none of them could feel the pure, white-hot rage dripping off of you like Myc could. He's never seen you like this, however, and isn't quite sure how to approach the situation.

"It's a bad idea, and you know it," he hisses, looking around as he follows you out of the conference room. "You're gonna get yourself fucked up, bud."

"Maybe," you confirm, striding with a purpose toward the CEO's office. "Then again, maybe not. Maybe I'll tear his fucking head off before anybody can do anything about it."

"Even if you manage that, you're still gonna get fucked by the Shadow Board once he's dead," Myc reasons, his voice growing more hushed and anxious the closer you get to the elevators. "Look, I'm saying this because you're my friend, (Y/n), our friend. Just hold off for a while, yeah? C'mon, let's go back."

He tries to grab onto your arm to halt you, but despite his surprising strength, you're quick to tear yourself from his grasp. "Don't fucking touch me right now, Myc," you snarled as you whipped around, your whole body feeling as though it was on fire from your anger. Myc takes a step back, startled, and though you feel a sudden sense of guilt, you quickly turn and continue down the hallway. You're on a mission, and no one is going to stop you.

"(Y/n), we'll still be here when you come back," Myc calls after you, allowing you to go on without him. Under his breath, he adds solemnly, "If you come back."

You stop only once on your way upstairs, at one of the hidden weaponry stations. Myc had shown you before how to spot their subtle designs, and you were a bit surprised to find such a stash so high up in the building, since most of the offices and labs were underground. You grab the first handgun you see, not really knowing how to use it since you've never really been in contact with a gun, but you figure it out easily enough through what you've seen in movies and video games. You were honestly a little proud at how quickly you managed to pull out the magazine to check that the weapon was loaded, and after that it was only a matter of cocking it, pointing, and shooting. You shoved the gun into your waistband and closed the weaponry station, making a beeline for the CEO's office.

When you arrived and knocked on the door, there came no answer. You wondered if this was a trap, if Rand was prepared for someone to try to assassinate him, but pushed the thought back in your mind and opened the door as quietly as you could. Luckily, it was unlocked, and you stepped carefully into the office before closing the door behind you, not wanting to leave any signs of entry if at all possible. It seemed as though Rand had left, perhaps to use the bathroom or to grab some food. It was almost too convenient.

Still, you couldn't turn back now. Trap or not, you'd leave this office once one of you had a bullet in your chest. You were so fucking done, absolutely fed up, with the way Rand treated Reagan. He'd put her down so many times, made her feel stupid or selfish for trying new things or doing things that separated her from him. He treated her like a pawn, like nothing more than a tool, a weapon to wield, and it infuriated you. He'd made her cry for the last time, if you had anything to say about it. You sat down in the chair in the corner of the room, one that was slightly hidden from view of the doors by a partition; if things went according to your impromptu plan, then by the time Rand noticed you he would already be on the other side of the room and away from the exit, cornered. You didn't doubt some secret exit or defense mechanism was hidden here in the room somewhere, but you were ready to take your chances. You had to do this now, while you were determined and enraged, or else you'd chicken out.

Close to ten minutes after you'd arrived and gotten into position, the doors to the office opened. You sat still, relaxed, as you heard shoes tapping on the tiles, Rand's voice reaching you as he muttered angrily to himself.

"Shit, I left the fucking door unlocked," Rand grumbles out of sight. You hear the jingle of his keys as he shoves them back into his pocket, and watch his shadow against the floor as he straightens his jacket and starts forward into the room. "Gotta remember to start locking things again, now that I'm back in charge."

He pauses in the middle of the room, looking around the office but not behind him yet. "Back in charge," he laughs to himself, clearly satisfied with what he'd done to get here. "Christ, it's good to be home."

He lifts his foot as though he's about to continue onward to his desk, but stops short and lurches forward slightly. Things seem to move in slow motion as he clutches at his stomach; if you were looking at it from another point of view, it might look like he was just feeling nauseous. You were watching very closely, however, watching how the bullet ripped through him and hit the hard wood of the desk, the clean hole in his torso vomiting a mist of red in the bullet's wake.

All you can hear is that ringing in your ears as Rand doubles over, hunching forward at a right angle before bending at the knee and falling down. He rolls onto his side, and you see his mouth moving as though he's screaming, agony painted across his features, but you can't hear him. You cross the room slowly, the gun still clutched tightly in your hand, your knuckles white. Rand sees you, and though his wound is bleeding profusely, he lets it go to try to scramble away from you.

"Stop moving," you command, your voice not quite sounding like you as you pointed the gun at him again. He yelps at the gesture and raises his hands in surrender, his eyes shut tight.

"Don't, please," he begs, his voice finally reaching your ears. It's raw, as though his vocal chords have been torn, and tears bead at the corners of his eyes. Still, he tries to maintain his cockiness as you loom over him. "Y-You've fucked up big time, kid," he says, chuckling through gritted teeth. "You can still... still fix this, though. If you help me get to that button over there, I'll... I'll make sure you don't die when security comes to get you."

He gestures to a red button on the back wall, but you don't even glance up at it. "You're going to die," you inform him, watching as his strained smile twitches. "I'm going to shoot you in the head, and you're not going to be standing up again, I'm afraid."

Rand's face pales as he realises just how powerless he is in this situation, and you can't help the small smile that begins to twist your lips. He deserves this, you think, not a doubt in your mind.

"C-C'mon, kid, you don't have to do this," Rand said uneasily, his gaze flicking between your face and the gun. He tries to push himself up on one arm, raising the other in a halting motion as he backs up against the CEO's desk. "D'you think Reagan would still wanna be with you if... if you killed her old man? Think of how... broken she would be, knowing the jackass she kept around blew her dad's brains out. She'd hate you."

You snort involuntarily, covering your mouth with your free hand as you try to stifle your laughter. "Hate me? For killing you? My god, man, how out of touch with reality are you?" You adjust the gun in your grip and squat down beside the frail-looking bag of blood and bones wasting away on the floor, being careful to keep your aim trained on his head at all times. "I'm doing the world a favour right now, Rand," you sneered, bouncing slightly on your heels. "You're a fucking waste of space, and I think you know that."

He's shaking, his lips trembling as he tries to find something to say but fails. He grabs at the hole above his hip again, hissing in pain as he attempts to stop the bleeding.

"That's not gonna work, stupid," you scoff, slamming the side of your gun across his face. He groans, eyes squeezing shut again as you stun him. You briefly think of how good it felt to do that, but push the thought of repeating the action away. You weren't a sociopath like him, and you wouldn't be reduced to one out of anger towards him. His hazy gaze meets your own once more, and you realise you shouldn't be drawing this out at all. You stand, straightening yourself out. "I think it's time we cut to the chase. Don't you think so, Rand?"

"Please," he implores, his face scrunching up in discomfort as he knits his fingers together in a begging motion. "I'll... I'll give you whatever you want, just, please, don't--"

He's cut off by another thunderous bang, this one splitting his skull and blowing a hole straight through his frontal lobe and into the desk he sits up against. Bits of brain and blood splatter onto the wood and tile around him, and a sense of pride makes your chest swell.

Now he was gone, and only now was it over.

Heavy footsteps thud against the floor somewhere nearby, and you set the gun down onto the desk. You couldn't take your eyes off of Rand's face; aside from a small, jagged circle in the middle of his forehead, he looks almost exactly as he had a few moments ago. However, you knew by the amount of gore surrounding his head that the exit wound had been much less contained. Silently, you thought to yourself how a shotgun would have been a much more fitting murder weapon for a monster of a man like Randall Ridley.

"Holy shit," said someone from behind you, and you turn wordlessly to see two armed security guards in the doorway. The man who spoke tears his eyes from Rand's body to meet yours, and immediately he aims his gun at you. "P-Put your hands where I can see 'em, kid," he quavered, clearly unprepared to deal with this situation. "Hands up, now!"

He was scared, and fear made people more dangerous, more unpredictable. You'd already accepted the terms and conditions in this contract, however, and so you simply smiled and raised your hands in surrender. "The gun is on the table there," you advised, gesturing to the desk. "Don't worry, I'm unarmed. I'll come quietly."

"R-Right," the security guard replied uncertainly, looking you over as though you might explode if he stepped any closer. He turned to his partner, who remained gawking at the corpse lying haphazardly on the floor. "Brady, come on, man," the guard blurted, startling his partner so badly that he almost dropped his gun. "Go on! Go and, uh, disable 'em, I suppose."

"Yes sir," the second man answered, stepping cautiously toward you. You gave him what you hoped was a reassuring smile, but it was obvious that it only served to disturb him. "Hands behind your back, p-please," he stumbled, walking around you like you were a dangerous animal. You did as instructed, and the guard wrapped a pair of handcuffs around your wrists with shaky hands.

"Right, bring 'em here," the first man said, beckoning the other forward. You felt the second man grip your arm securely, and then you were being led forward, stopping right in front of the more commanding guard. "I suppose I don't have to ask why you did what you did," he reckoned, looking back at Rand. "Guess you had more problems with him than most, eh? That, or you just had less to lose or more to gain than the rest of us."

"It needed to be done," you explain simply. "It was as necessary as putting down a decrepit old dog, I assure you."

The man chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "Can't argue with that logic. Unfortunately, we're going to have to put you in a holding cell, either until we've got a new boss or until the Shadow Board figures out what to do with you. I'm... sorry."

You can't help a laugh at the absurdity of the situation. "Apologising for arresting a murderer? What has this world come to?"

"I suppose you're right," the man replies. Holding one of the glass double doors open, he gestures into the hallway. "Brady, come on."

The second guard jumps and nods quickly, pushing you forward once again. As the door shuts behind you, you find yourself looking back at Rand's unmoving body, and a soft smile etches itself into your face. She'll be okay, now that he's gone.

She'll be okay.

#inside job #inside job x reader #inside job hcs #cognito inc #reagan ridley #reagan ridley x reader #brett hand #gigi thompson #magic myc #myc #andre lee #glenn dolphman #i've never written gore in my life but i'm so proud of the turnout #is this yandere behavior? #i don't think so #i mean every sane person wants to kill rand #reader was just barely insane enough to do it #love makes us do crazy things though #doesn't it? #rand ridley #major character death #murder #gore #tw gore #tw violence #tw muder #psychotic behaviour??? #idk if there's a tw for that lmao

[shiggyscumrag]

Masterlist

MHA

Tamaki Amajiki Brainrot- Tamaki x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut with fluff

Mha characters and hair pulling- headcanons (hair pulling) and 18+ smut

Mommy kink huh?- Shinsou x dom!Fem!Reader, 18+ smut

WHAT A WASTE OF FUCKING TIME- Ejiro Kirishima x GN!Reader, angst w/no comfort

How the MHA boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes- fluff and light smut implied

Dumb whores get bred- Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Reader

Chubby Chasers- Which Mha characters I think are chubby chasers and why, fluff and light smut

Teasing the Mha boys and what would turn them on- 18+ Smut, multiple characters

Tenya the breeder- Tenya Iida x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

All the right wrinkles- Ejiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

Yes, Mommy!- Ejiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

Kissing Bakugou Katsuki- red lip stick-

You really wanna prove it to me?- Ejiro Kirishima Angst & Implied Smut

Love that rivaled the stars- Izuku Midoriya x Fem!Reader, 18+ Light Smut

Sore, Swollen, and Secretive- Ochako Uraraka x GN! Reader, fluff<3

MOMMY I PROMISE ILL BE A GOOD BOY!- Denki Kaminari x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

Ass, tits, thighs, tummy, or hips- what i think these mha characters like what

Master made in Heaven- Tomura Shigiraki x Reader, 18+ Dark Smut

Mha thirsty headcanons- 18+ Smut, all the guys are doms<3

Peircing Brainrot ft. MHA- Mostly fluff but a little smut on bakugous part lol

Comfort cuddles<3- Bakugo Katsuki x Trans!Reader (ftm) fluff/comfort

Yandere Villian Tenya Iida x Ex hero Female!Reader- Smut with fluff

Mha characters with trans s/o- Fluff and a little smut

Villian!EnjiTodoroki x Reader(platonic)- angst mostly, a little comfort at the end

Yandere with tamaki, midoriya, and iida

"I'm tired"- Bakugou x GN!Reader angst with comfort

Painted Flowers- Bakugou x GN!Reader fluff<3

Tamaki Amajiki fluff Headcanons

Mha fluff drabble

Horny thoughts with shiggy pt.1

Horny thoughts with shiggy pt.2

Wham Bam Shang-a-lang is what we got baby - katsuki bakugou x reader fluff

Comfort w/Ejirou Kirishima cause I need it

VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL

Katsuki comfort/smut

Dabi comfort gamer!reader ask

Katsuki Bakugou Corruption Kink Brainrot

Haikyuu

Cat boys & Maid outfits- Aone x Fem!Reader, mostly fluff with hinted smut

Scenarios that I feel fit the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut

Just some thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons

More thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons

Even more thirsty hc's for the Haikyuu boys- 18+ Smut headcanons

The Haikyuu boys as dad's hc's- fluff<3

Iwazumi + Cockwamring- 18+ Smut

Sakusa Kiyoomi HC's- fluff, crack, and a little smut

I wont let you go- Tobio Kageyama x GN!Reader, angst with comfort

Shiritorizawa Brainrot Smut

Tendou smut<3

You look so pretty covered in my cum- Tsukishima Kei x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

Yamaguchi and Tsukishima angst to comfort for s/o going though a panic attack

'A Work in Progress'- Ushijima Wakatoshi Fic pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, etc.

VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL

Demon Slayer

How the Demon Slayer boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes- fluff<3

Wisteria filled wind- Inosuke x Fem!Reader, fluff<3

Hot and Needy- Tanjiro Kamado x Fem!Reader, 18+ Smut

AOT

Eren thirst imagine

How AOT characters e@t you out<3

VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL

Jean thirst <3

ENCANTO

Luisa Madrigal Scenarios I Love- fluff with Luisa x fem/gn reader

DSMP

Echoes? - Schlatt fluff

INSIDE JOB

Puff Puff Pass - Brett Hand x reader smut

#milo's few coherent thoughts🍓

[keylimeimagines]

introduction thing except im very awkward :)

welcome to my (secondary) blog! my name is avery (or auve) i will be writing and posting specifically headcanons and imagines of your favorite characters from your favorite fandoms (x reader or not)! before we get started, i will lay down a few guidelines:

CHARACTERS I WILL MAINLY WRITE FOR (and that i prefer to write for):

-Brett Hand (Inside Job)

-Arataki Itto (Genshin Impact)

-Raph “Big Red” (ROTTMNT)

-Gorou (Genshin Impact)

-Tenya Iida (Boku no Hero Academia)

-Eijiro Kirishima (Boku no Hero Academia)

FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR:

-Inside Job

-Genshin Impact

-ROTTMNT (only the main turtles + April)

-Boku no Hero Academia

RULES:

1. No NSFW please! This also goes for suggestive things (as i am uncomfortable and i am still a minor)

2. No gross, illegal, or sensitive topics. This includes i*cest, r*pe, p*dophila, you get the picture.

3. Please stick to the fandoms i have mentioned above (although i might remove or add more fandoms in the future). This helps me know what the characters act like and how to write them :)

4. Please do not rush me. It really stresses me out.

5. Please specify what you want in your request!

6. I only write character x reader, SOME character x character, or normal character headcanons

7. Please do not request characters that are already in a canon relationship, as it makes me feel like a terrible person for separating them apart. HOWEVER, poly with said character and their partner is alright!

8. Since i do not do NSFW, i do not write gendered readers or s/os! i want my headcanons to be enjoyable for everyone, regardless of gender. I feel as though gendered readers are exclusive, so the reader will always be gender-neutral and go by they/them pronouns (or no pronouns at all).

9. absolutely NO yandere stuff. the yandere trope makes me really uncomfortable, so i will not be accepting requests for it

and that's about it! have fun!

(This account is run by @m00n-elixir)

#x reader #x reader headcanons #inside job netflix #inside job #inside job x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #rottmnt x reader #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #boku no hero academia x reader #my hero academia x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader

[sin-sidejob]

Here’s my writing FAQ!

Main rule: I have the right to decide what to write and what not to. I am providing a service free of charge. I do not owe anyone anything nor am I to write things that make me uncomfortable or are not my place to write.

Prompts list if you need ideas: located here

Who do I write for?

- currently I am writing for: Reagan Ridley, JR Scheimpough, Glenn Dolphman, Gigi Thompson, Brett Hand, Robotus Alpha-Beta, Andre Lee, and Myc!

Do you take requests/are they open?

- yes I do and currently they are not open!

What types of requests are you taking?

- I take several types of requests, including:

Drabbles/imagines for specific characters x reader with certain pronouns or gender specificity

Ships in which you tell me about yourself and I ship you with a character from the cast of inside job

Examples of things you can include about yourself (that you are comfortable with sharing) for ships are your: age, hobbies, height, physical characteristics + traits (aka hair color, eyes, etc), special interests, personality, music taste, interesting facts, talents, clothing style, and more!

Ficlets/fics where I write a fanfic, either short to medium length, about your given prompt or plot + character and reader presentation

Headcanons where you give me a prompt or idea/concept regarding a specific character or characters, can be x reader, and I write what I think they’d do with the prompt given

What will I not write/what am I willing to write?

- sfw: I’m game to write about anything as long as it’s not problematic or abusive/harmful towards others.

- nsfw: I will not write scat, certain fetishes, water sports, non-consensual or cnc smut, pet play, student/teacher, yandere/tsudere, and etc.

Do you like comments/reblogs/etc from your posts or about your posts?

- it’s my drug of choice, you reblog or comment on my work with any reaction at all and I’m immediately in love with you.

Do you write for specific x readers?

- YES! I write for fem!readers, afab!readers, and gn!readers. I don’t really write for male!readers due to the fact I’m a cis-woman I feel it may not be my place to do so and do so accurately. However, when it comes to other specifics I try to be as vague concerning physical traits and characteristics as possible so people of any gender or race feel welcome. If there’s language or writing that indicates otherwise or describes a certain type of reader rather than one you can identify with, let me know so I can improve and rectify that!

#writing faq #frequently asked questions #rules and regulations

[insidethejob]

How are you today? Sorry if it's been a bit of a bad day, though I do hope this community can make you feel a bit better! Yo if you still take requests and are free/in the mood to write, can you consider mine? Please consider prompt 17 with Yandere!Brett x Gender!Neutral!Reader If you do go through with this then I thank you for your time.

Oh? This might be a little wonky and I apologize, I need to get back in the zone.

Prompt 17: “Please don’t scream. I don’t want anyone thinking I’ve done something terrible to you.”

You looked at the male, wide-eyed. He was rambling about something, but you were tied up with tape covering your mouth. Tears were streaming down in your face, confusion showing in your eyes.

"I didn't want to kidnap you..." He stops, messing with his hands, "It wasn't supposed to be like this," He turns towards you, before kneeling and reaching for the tape. "Please don't scream. I don't want anyone thinking I've done something terrible to you."

He rips it off and you hold back the scream as a glare of red stains your face where the tape once was.

"I hate you."

He sighs, looking away from you, "I know. But," He looks directly into your eyes, full of emotion, "You'll learn to love me."

"You're insane."

He laughs, caressing your face. "Love does that to you, doesn't it?"

"No! God, if I weren't tied up-"

"You'd kill me?" He smirks as your eyes widen, "Yeah, wouldn't it be bad if the police found out about your dead body under your house?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," You look away, "It was an accident."

"Was it?" He rubs your bare thigh, but you don't respond. "If you stay here, no one will ever find out."

"Can you at least loosen the ropes?" You ask, batting your eyes.

He laughs, shaking his head, "Yeah, no. I know everything about you and because of that, I know you're really good at getting out of ropes."

"So what, you stalked me."

"Stalk is a crazy word to use." He shakes his head, trying to defend himself, "I just... you know watched."

"Uhuh. You know, if you weren't hot you probably would of gotten hot."

"You think I'm hot?" His face errupts in a bright red.

"You're kidding me right? Fishing for compliments."

He lays his head on your lap, causing you to groan and roll your eyes.

"So what now?"

He looks up at you, "Honestly... I hadn't thought that far."

#brett hand #brett hand x reader #inside job #yandere brett #brett x reader #yandere brett hand #yandere brett hand x reader #yandere inside job #yandere inside job x reader #brett #yandere brett x reader

[insidethejob]

Howdy I was wondering that if you ARE taking requests could you write something with Brett and prompt 3 please and thank you!!!

YES! :) I hope you like this :) “I don’t want you to talk to them ever again.”

Brett's never been jealous. Well, maybe he has? But this feeling, he's never felt this before. Seeing you talk to that Ron guy really twisted something inside of him. Brett wanted to punch Ron, repeatedly.

Brett was shocked by these thoughts but tried shaking them off as you walked back over to him. He put on his biggest smile and waved to you.

"God, this dude is a riot. He's nearly as popular as you when joined the crew," You told Brett grabbing his hand. He hesitated to grab your hand back, which made you look at him suspiciously as his smile grew and he tightened his grip on you. "Are you okay, Brett?"

"I don't like him."

You chuckled out, before grabbing his shoulder, "You like everyone Brett!"

He frowned, looking around and then back at you, "He just seems like a bad guy."

"Aren't we all bad guys?" You jokingly stated, not really taking Brett seriously.

"You're not taking me seriously-"

"Well, you're joking right?"

He let go out of your hand and walked off, annoyed.

"What's his problem?" Reagan questioned, while you just shrugged and went after him.

---

"Hey!"

Brett stops, but he doesn't turn around.

"What happened back there?"

"What do you mean?"

You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

He sighed, “I don’t want you to talk to them ever again.”

"Why?"

"I just get this icky feeling from him. I don't like it. I mean you can do whatever you want, but... I don't know."

"If you weren't so good looking, I'd think you were insane. I understand your feelings and while I can't just not talk to him, I cannot go out of my way to talk to him."

"I guess that's something.

#brett x reader #brett #yandere brett hand #brett hand x reader #yandere brett hand x reader #yandere brett #brett inside job #inside jobs #netflix inside job #inside job netflix #brett hand

[insidethejob]

What about yandere!platonic!father rand Ridley and yandere platonic sister Reagan with their genius!daughter/sister y/n who works for incognito and is dating yandere Brett

OH! That's fun...

[Reader had feminine pronouns, such as She/Her]

Rand is very disapproving of you dating Brett

He truly believes no one is good enough for his daughters, especially his youngest

Reagan doesn't hate Brett, at least not because he loves you, but mostly because he's taking her job

Though when Brett tells her that he's in love with you, she punches him. He pretty much took her job and now he's trying to take her sister?

"If you touch my sister, just remember I know where you live and I will kill you"

Brett is so giddy with you and Reagan's yandere tendencies are just for her to see you happy. She wants you to have the life she never had and she would be willing to give anything for it

Now Rand on the other hand doesn't care. He hates Brett and he makes it known to everyone, especially Brett

"I think your dad hates me"

^ "Nooooo... He's just... Difficult"

"Dad tell Brett you don't hate him"

"Why? I do hate him"

"You're not good enough for my daughter and no matter what you do, it'll never change my mind. If you really loved her, you'd leave her because she deserves better"

Rand and Reagan are opposite yandere. Reagan wants you happy, even if it's with the idiot Brett. But Rand is so stuck in his own world, that he thinks you're too smart for some guy. Rand wants to keep you trapped in a box, especially since he's realized he's losing Reagan

Rand sees Brett as a threat to his control over you

Rand, unlike Reagan, doesn't care about you being happy

Brett does take you away for a while, to hide from the rest of your co-workers

Brett's biggest passion is making you happy and would do anything for you

If you ever need anything, he's willing to drop everything to help you

He wants you to love him- No, he NEEDS you to love him. He wants you to need him. He just wants to be everything to you

Your father does everything to stop you guys. He doesn't care if he can't ever sleep, as long as that man is never inside you spreading his stupid genes with you

He'd rather have no grandchildren, than having half-Brett Grandchildren

Though Rand can't always watch you, much to his displeasure

Brett always finds a way to be with you and nothing could stop him

Brett wants to protect you, just like your sister, but there are some things you won't even let him know [Much to his displeasure]

Reagan will help you get away from Rand, by distracting him

Though, even though Rand hates Brett [and Brett knows this], Brett still tries to impress him, because he loves you so much and wants your father to like him

But it's never going to happen, no matter how hard he works

Because like I said before- "No one will ever be good enough for my daughter, not even you Dog Boy"

#brett hand #yandere brett hand #yandere inside job #yandere rand ridley #yandere reagan ridley #inside job #brett hand x reader #brett x reader #yandere dad #yandere inside job x reader #yandere brett hand x reader #yandere brett

[insidethejob]

Stalker Brett hand

Oh Bet. I have like a million request but I love this

Brett didn't mean to follow you. He just saw you walking alone at night, and he was in his car and just happened to go in the same direction as you. Though, when you noticed his car, you got freaked out, so Brett rolled down his window to call out to you.

"Brett! I'm so relieved. I thought someone was following me." You laughed as Brett unlocked the door for you.

He awkwardly smiled at you, allowing you to get into his car. You gave him directions to your house, but he didn’t need them to be frank. He knew where you lived, what kind of boyfriend we he be if he didn’t know?

Well- technically he wasn’t your boyfriend, at least not yet! Though Brett knew it was bound to happen. I mean you were obviously as in love with him as he is you. He just needed time- Well, more like you needed time. He was more than willing to settle down with you. It's YOU who needs to realize that you are in love with him.

I mean why wouldn't you love him? Is there something wrong with him???? He's everything you want in a man! He would know because he's read your diary! So why don't you love him yet?? He didn't want to wait any longer, so please stop playing this game of cat and mouse with him and just love him already.

#brett hand x reader #brett hand #brett x reader #brett #yandere brett #yandere #yandere brett hand #yandere brett hand x reader #yandere brett x reader

[insidethejob]

Y/n: You often use humor to deflect trauma Brett: Thank you Y/n: I didn't say that was a good thing Brett: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny Y/n: Oh, Brett..... I don't think you're funny... Not in the slightest

#brett x reader #yandere brett hand #brett #inside job #brett hand #brett hand x reader #yandere brett #yandere brett x reader #yandere brett hand x reader #yandere inside job #incorrect quote #incorrect quotes #incorrect inside job quotes #yandere incorrect quotes

[insidethejob]

I Love You

A Letter to My Lover

Dear Y/n,

Y/n I miss you. I know it’s my fault you’re gone, but it’s hard to accept the reality. It wasn’t supposed to happen like it did. They were never suppose to find out! Ugh, I wish I could of gold you everything...

I love[d] you so much and I will love you till the day I die. I will never love someone as much as I love[d] you. God, am I going to die alone??? It’s fine, because no one will ever be you.

I could never say enough words to apologize to you. Your mother and father were in disbelief. They were disheartened that their child was dead. And it’s all my fault. They tried to reassure me, but they don’t know. I know. I will always know. You may be asking how I live with myself.

Well, jokes on you- I don’t. I hate myself and I will never forgive myself. I know you’d be mad if you were alive, but I hope you’d still love me.

Love, Your Secret Admirer

#inside job #brett hand #brett hand x reader #brett #yandere brett #yandere brett hand #brett x reader #yandere brett x reader #yandere brett hand x reader #andre #yandere inside job #yandere andre #andre lee x reader #gigi x reader #inside job x reader #letter