lalasworld2x

[lalasworld2x]

Santana/Santviento x Reader Headcanons

• Sleeping with him means your head on his chest and his arms or arm wrapped around you protectively. If you’re lucky and he’s feeling fidgety, he might play with your hair or massage your scalp while falling asleep

• He’d never heard heavy metal or heavy music in general but it intrigued him. If that’s your jam, he doesn’t mind it, but it’s probably not his favourite.

• He’s a very physical person with his lover and constantly craves their touch. Anybody else though? Begone!!

• He doesn’t care about other peoples’ opinions on him which means that if you want to do his makeup or do his hair, he genuinely doesn’t mind. He likes the attention and the soft feeling of brushes against his face and fingertips in his hair. Although he probably wouldn’t enjoy any drastic altercations like a Mohawk lol

• Your appearance really doesn’t bother him. Clearly you were stunning enough to catch his attention and keep it rather than him shoving past you like he does to everyone else. What else could he need in someone’s beauty and magnificence!

• He’s very curious about the new world and will constantly ask you questions. If he doesn’t understand or like the answer, it’s stupid and shouldn’t exist lol. If you don’t know the answer, he expects you to know it by the end of the day!

• If there is clothing or jewellery that you desire, he’ll have servants go and find it for you or literally make it for you.

• He’s very affectionate but very gruff. His resting face hardly changes and it’s a constant >:|

• You will witness him absorbing someone more than a few times throughout your relationship so uh.. giddy up I guess…

• He loves his beauty sleep so if you aren’t actively dying or giving birth, don’t even THINK about waking him up…

• He doesn’t really know how to give or receive compliments, nor gifts. If he’s giving, he’s very awkward. Like “Here. Take it. I hope you like. Bye bye now..”

And if he’s receiving, it’s a lot like, “Thank you. 😐”

• For some reason he just refuses to learn modern technology so expect him to demand help if the case ever arises.

• He’s not too big of a fan of dogs but he likes cats. Maybe even snakes and spiders.

• He doesn’t really sleep with many clothes on - maybe pants or boxers or a loincloth… He doesn’t care what you wear as long as it’s reasonable lol (so that’s a no to the Koolaid Man costume). Althoughhhhhh he doesn’t prefer skin to skin contact so if you maybe possibly WANTED to loosen up on the clothing, he would NOT be complaining.

• Not the biggest fan of pet names and PDA doesn’t really cross his mind

~~~~~~~~~~~

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

I used to ship Celia from Monsters Inc. with Lola from Shark Tale when I was younger

[lalasworld2x]

Jekyll and Hyde painting

Nearly 2 months of work?

[lalasworld2x]

Near x Fem!Parent!Reader

Requested by @aspergerhero !!

• He’s not the best at showing emotions but you quickly got the hang of understanding what he’s feeling

• He LOVES spending time with you, even if he’s pretty nonchalant about it.

• If you guys started an activity together, like a puzzle or board game or watching a movie, he won’t get bored and will sit by your side the entire time.

• He’s not a very picky eater but he prefers your food so much more than anything else.

• He’s able to adapt easily and quickly to new environments and situations, so moving schools/houses or changing schedules is not a big deal for him

• He doesn’t really have friends and you did try to encourage him to make some, but eventually you gave up on that lol

• He’s not embarrassed by you in any sense and he’s incredibly grateful for the parent you are, even if he’s doesn’t totally know how to show it

• He can definitely be pretty cocky at times but you know how to humble him. For the most part he doesn’t direct his ego towards you so it’s not like he’s putting you down or undermining you

• He’s not too fond of physical touch but he does love a good hug from you and only you

• He can get pretty impatient at times, but you always know how to calm him down

• Sometimes he cries when he’s scared or stressed out and he always needs you to comfort him, although he doesn’t always say it out loud

• He has a mini collection of fidget toys that you’ve bought him over the years, among other little collections of stuff he likes to pick up

• He’s a very organised and reliable person so if you’re ever feeling forgetful or stressed out, he’s there to help ground you.

• He’s always been incredibly smart and when he was little, he would always offer to help you with bills or files or whatever it is that looked important. Whether you let him help you out was up to you

• Sometimes when he feels lonely he’ll just come crawl into your bed. He’s not really one to cuddle but just being in your vicinity is enough to cure his sorrows

• When he was younger, anytime he was really stuck on something (especially social situations) he would ask himself, “What would Y/N do?”

• He keeps pretty much everything you give him. Even when it’s broken beyond repair, he’ll keep its pieces close together just for safe keeping.

• He’s a very crafty person so expect to keep a lot of his inventions on display and a lot of his art works on the fridge lol

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hope it was worth the wait, sorry it took so long! 😓

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

Gee, Pops. Who woulda thought adopting a severely traumatized child but never calling him son or even by his own goddamn name, ostracizing him from your "real family" (aka never referring to your daughter as his sister or Eri as his niece, only ever "my daughter" or "my granddaughter") and then raising him in an organization that's built entirely on loyalty, would go the absolute mile to make you happy and gain power to that organization. Who'd'a think it, right? it's definitely not like he's trying to prove himself to you. no not at all, never.

[lalasworld2x]

Reader Finds Tenko First.

Hero!Shigaraki AU

(For the sake of this fanfic, pretend Shigaraki's family didn't have any other extended family or whatever...)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sobs and scratchy hiccups echoed across the empty alley ways. The sky was clear and shiny when he first sat down, but it was now dark and dreary. Tenko had no concept of time at this age. To him, it felt like he spent years in this spot. It had really only been a day since the incident. Guilt had left him mute and tears soaked his skin. The scabs across his skin had grown immensely and the tips of his fingers were raw.

Footsteps approached and rain drops landed against somebody's umbrella. Some unknown force told Shimura to look up; otherwise, he hadn't noticed passersby all day. If he hadn't looked up, the figure may not have seen him the dark. His ruby red eyes and shiny tears were what had caught their attention. "Hello? Are you okay?"

At first the figure hesitated, standing in a way that was obvious they were ready to flee if needed. Once they realised it a was child they were staring at, they immediately crouched down close to Tenko. "Hey hon, what's wrong? Are you lost? Do you know where your parents are?"

Too many questions at once. Tenko could only stare at them and hold back the sobs in his burning throat. But this person was patient. They didn't rush an answer out of him and they didn't walk away. After a few long minutes had passed and Tenko couldn't muster up any words, the figure offered a hug. That was what broke him. "Nooooo! I can't touch you! You'll die, you'll die! I killed them - it was my fault. They're dead because I killed them. I want to go home! I can't hug you!"

The words spilt from his mouth with no control and his fingers dug into his own eye sockets. The person's hands swung to his wrists and gently pulled them away from his face. "It's okay, it's okay! You're okay, my love, you're okay. Be gentle. You don't have to hug me if you don't want to."

His heart was racing in his chest and he couldn't breathe an ounce of air. His vision blurred and he wanted to run away himself, but his body planted itself to the concrete. Again, the person stayed patient and waited for Tenko to become cohesive enough to understand their words.

"Would you like me to hug you instead? You don't have to touch me, but you look cold. And you look like you need a friend," they smiled warmly. Tenko nodded slowly, his heart slowing slightly. They inched slightly closer and helped his small body to his feet, pulling him in for the nicest embrace he's received in a while. He didn't realise how much he wanted affection until now. He grew tired and his body became sore. He just wanted to sleep in his bed again. The person rubbed his back in soothing circles, their other hand softly massaging his scalp. It took him a moment to realise they were whispering things to him. "It's okay, you're okay. You're safe with me. I'll help you."

His eyelids felt heavy and his limbs went limp. His breathing was softer now. The person hoisted him up into their arms and walked home to their apartment.

Tenko woke up in a cozy bed in a dark room. The door was cracked open with light seeping in. He crawled out of the bed, being careful not to fully touch anything, and stepped into the light. He saw the same person cooking in the kitchen, and the food smelt good. His stomach ached and they obviously heard. "Hello. There's no need to be afraid, bud. I've brought you to my home so that you could get out of the cold rain," they crouched down to his level. This apartment was nice, and so was its owner.

After dinner was served, the two of them sat on the floor together with calming music in the background. "Can you tell me your name?"

"It's.. Tenko Shimura."

"Oh baby, your voice is so hoarse. Let's get you some medicine for that. Does your throat hurt?" Tenko shrugged. Nevertheless, they gave him a spoonful of liquid medicine. "My name is Y/N L/N, but you can call me (preferred name)," they held their hand out for him to shake and his stomach sank. He didn't want to kill them in their own home. Y/N noticed his change in atmosphere and pulled their hand away. "It's okay, buddy. We don't have to touch. Do you know where your parents are? Or do you know their phone number so I can call them?"

His heart sunk even deeper. He knew exactly where his family was, but there was no point in calling them. They were dead. He killed them. It's all his fault. Tears welled up again and he shut down. Yet again, Y/N was patient with him, giving him space to work it out in his own head.

"Tenko, can you please tell me why you're so scared to talk to me about your parents? Are you afraid of them?"

He had enough of so many overstimulating questions. He slammed his hand down on the plate of food and it all disintegrated within seconds, leaving a pile of scraps and porcelain shavings. It was slowly making sense to Y/N. Clearly he was young enough to have recently developed a quirk, and maybe his family didn't have the ability to help him understand it. Just based on this, they were able to piece the puzzle together.

"I'm not angry with you, Tenko. Nobody's angry with you," were they starting to feel scared shitless? Yeah, kinda. But it didn't worry them too much.. "Can I tell you something about myself, Tenko?" He nodded, his shoulders hunched to his ears and his cheeks red. "My quirk is cancellation. That means other people's quirks automatically don't work on me."

His teary eyes swung open and he stared at their content face. Immediately he ran over and wrapped his arms around their neck. There was no need to fear hurting them. They could love him all they wanted. He sobbed into their shoulder, trembling. Y/N cradled him. So much crying, so much guilt, so much fear.

They talked it over for the night. Y/N would explain the situation to a pro hero they were friends with and get the help to hide the bodies the next day. Hopefully by then the neighbours hadn't seen or heard anything. Y/N had already decided they would fight for this kid's life no matter what and raise him to have the best life he can.

~~~~~~~~~

Y/N put Shimura into quirk therapy as most children receive. They learnt how to work around it and experimented with gloves. He was given a great education and received therapy for the incident. Y/N loved Tenko with all their heart and cared for him as their own.

When he was old enough, he applied for U.A. High, where the best pro heroes trained for their careers. After a lot of anxiety and patience, the acceptance letter came. Tenko trained there for three years with the support of his parent at his side the whole way through. It didn't take him long to climb the ranks of prop heroes. He loved Y/N and appreciate everything they did for him. In return, he gave them a good life - good enough for them to retire early and take it easy. Y/N watched him grow up, and he watched Y/N grow old.

They were the best things to happen to each other.

~~~~~~~~~~~

God I'm sorry this is so cringy 😓😓

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

Shredder Sees Reader in Sexy Outfit… (PG-13??)

No smut but implied lust ig lol?

This was requested by @keiko89yo !! Sorry for the longest wait in existence…

~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was almost time to leave. Saki had a formal dinner to attend to meet new associates and see what opportunities are open. He got a plus one, and of course that was you.

The outfit he wore was a lavish suit with armour plates attached to the shoulders and elbows. The sound of it is terrible, but it actually looked nicely done. It definitely suited him. And of course, he had to keep the mask on. Anything to be an intimidating bastard.

He waited patiently for you to be ready. A nice limo was prepared outside and he tapped his feet, almost stressing. Finally, your footsteps approached. His head turned and his eyes widened, jaw dropping ever so slightly. You smirked as he collected himself.

“You look… devine,” he announced, eyeing you up and down. You ordered the sexiest red outfit you had ever laid eyes on. It had beautiful cherry blossom print in a slightly darker colour. You wore gold accents just to really put the cherry on top. This actually came in a few months ago, but you were just waiting for the perfect night to wear it. Now was definitely the time.

You chuckled, “I’m glad.” You put your arms around one of his and the two of you settled into the back of the limo. He kept a hand on your thigh throughout the entirety of the ride there, occasionally squeezing. Was this just his way of fidgeting? Or was he trying to get some kind of message across? It didn’t really matter either way to you - it was still hilarious and cute. It made your heart swell knowing that you were one of two people in the universe who could have THE Oroku Saki flustered.

Upon arriving at the luxurious restaurant with multiple stories, Saki stayed very close to you. His arm was held around your waist at all times; walking up the carpeted steps, checking in, on the elevator, finding your seats. He almost seemed defeated when he had to pull away in order to sit down. Whilst waiting for the rest of the guests to arrive, Shredder was trying to find small ways to make you smile. He would whisper stupid jokes in your ear, give corny compliments, point out strange traits about the restaurant staff.

You were the only person in the world that got to see this light hearted side to Oroku, and it usually came up on special occasions. This outfit was clearly considered a special occasion.

The dinner was lovely and everyone was civil. This was an incredibly tame meeting considering who the guests and their plus ones were. A lot of the plus ones gave each other dirty looks, especially towards you. After being in the game for so long, you understand it’s best to keep your eyes down and your tone polite. That was another thing Shredder loved about you.

As the end of the meeting approached, Saki placed his hand in your thigh once again, giving a tighter squeeze than in the car. You turned to look him in the eyes and you could already tell what he was thinking. Thankfully nobody had noticed.

Finally everyone stood up and said their goodbyes. The goodbye part was probably the most dreadful; shaking hands and saying the same sentence over and over and over again with people you clearly didn’t care about. As soon as the opportunity struck, Shredder took it and took you with him - his hand on the small of your back as he guided you back towards the elevator.

He pressed the buttons and had the doors close just before anybody else could get in. He quickly took off his mask and leaned in to give you a long kiss, sweet and warm. Your hands reached for his cheeks. It felt like the perfect eternity. Once the elevator came to a halt, he pulled away and slipped the mask back over his face. “I’ve been waiting to do that for hours, decades even,” you let out a chuckle as he rushed you back towards the limo. Clearly he was excited about something back at home.

This time, on the way home, his arm was wrapped around your torso so that he had you pressed against his side. His eyes flicked here and there, down at you and around the streets. As soon as the limo parked around the side of the lair, Saki jumped up and scooped his arms underneath your back and legs. He climbed out steadily with your body close to his hearty chest.

The large front doors opened for him as he carried you inside. “What’s got you so worked up?” you laughed, arms wrapped around his shoulders. “That outfit and the way I want it off now.” You’d never seen him so shameless. But also, you’d never worn something so elegant and fancy before. Maybe you should start wearing this more often…

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I’m actually so sorry for how long of a wait this was… I did NOT realise it had already been FOUR months?! I definitely don’t think this was worth the wait at all but I hope it’s at least good enough 😓😓

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

Putting the Toddler Sawyer Brothers to Bed

In this idea, you can either imagine yourself as an older sibling or as a babysitter

Bubba:

Honestly not a hassle

Cutie patootie

Loves his cute little pajamas

Only brushes his teeth when you remind him to

Likes being cuddled to sleep or having a book read to him

Makes cute mumbling and babbling noises when he’s happy and wants to tell you something

You’ve actually learnt how to communicate with him pretty well

That’s like your final stage in being part of the family, being able to understand Bubba lol

Cries for you when he wakes up from nightmares

Explains his dreams to you in great detail the next day and you are expected to listen and nod along

Nubbins:

Is very much a hassle.

Refuses to settle down

Refuses to brush his teeth

Rarely wants to dress in his pajamas and would rather wear the same clothes for days at a time

Will have to bribe him to get to sleep, like “I’ll give you chocolate if you go to sleep” and he’ll probably forget that he needs to be awake to eat the chocolate

Probably needs something to fidget with to get to sleep

Remembers all of the breathing exercises you taught him when he knows he genuinely needs to rest

You do have to hide a lot of sharp objects around the house because he’s very likely to go grab one and make a MESS

Is very cute when he’s finally settled down and is drifting off to sleep

Likes sleeping with taxidermied animals as teddy bears

Chop Top:

Is the WORST.

Also refuses to calm down

Also refuses to brush his teeth

Doesn’t mind changing into pajamas but definitely runs around the house naked almost nightly and fully expects you to chase him around

It’s much harder bribing him to sleep because he’s a bit smarter than Nubbins lol

Very competitive so does respond to “who can get to sleep the fastest!” You seal your fate the next time you see them by telling them who won

He probably needs some music to help him fall asleep

Definitely yaps in his sleep and moves around A LOT

Kind of a light sleeper

Nosy asf and will get up and come see what’s going on if he hears literally anything

The embodiment of “mum I frew up 🧍”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

Catwoman x Reader Headcanons

• She knows you don’t want to get caught up in crimes, so she’ll actually buy the lovely expensive jewellery she gifts you. Either that, or if it suits your aesthetic, she’ll snatch cute little trinkets like shells and animal teeth or fossils and make the jewellery for you.

• The more serious your relationship gets, the more she’ll distance herself from Batman. Or at least, their own relationship will become more platonic and business based

• She loves physical touch so she’ll always have her arms wrapped around you or her head on your shoulder

• Many many many pet cats

• LOVESSSS makeup and skincare. WILL use all makeup that you buy her as gifts.

• Takes really aesthetic pictures of the sky or nature or pretty buildings and immediately sends them to you

• Will sway her way into getting first class and VIP access for the both of you.

• Honestly doesn’t actually mind if dates aren’t expensive and fancy. She just loves spending time with you, even if it means just binging watching Netflix on the couch or walking around the park.

• Knows where to find all of the comfiest clothes and lets you borrow stuff without hesitation

• Lots and lots of banter

• Hates hurting your feelings but kind of struggles to apologise? Like it takes a lot of effort to muster up a real apology but you know that she heavily means it

• She writes cute poems about you but never actually shows them to you because she feels embarrassed

• She’s always thinking about you. Oh pretty necklace! Y/N would love that. Oh that shirt is so Y/N coded. This kitty would get along great with Y/N

• It’s a pretty equal relationship. She spoils you and hopes that you spoil her back (as much as you can at least). She knows that you love her and that you always try your best, but she likes getting some lovin’ too

• Loves cooking and baking with you

• Many many girls nights with her little gang

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

Mahito With a Pet Cat

• He’s constantly teasing the poor thing, but definitely a good play mate for when the kitty gets bored.

• He shape shifts into a cat sometimes just to hang out on their level OR so he can get cuddles from people 🥰

• He loves them dearly so he won’t experiment with them 😋

• He likes the really big and long ones, like maine coons or above-average ragdolls. They’re fluffy 😍😍

• I feel like he would over feed it a lot and would have to constantly be reminded that they shouldn’t eat that much 😓😓 if the cat got deathly overweight though, he would ask for help to help it lose weight (he doesn’t want it to die ☹️☹️)

• He trained the cat to sleep with him in bed rather than in the actual cat bed. He just constantly wants its attention 😭😭

• He takes many silly and cute pics of the kitties (I also kind of headcanon that he would have like a cute little Polaroid or digital camera instead of any kind of phone)

• He would find a crap ton of little costumes and pajamas for the kitty, ESPECIALLY Halloween ones

~~~~~~~

Sorry this is so short 😭😭

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

It took me years to realise that Offenderman is called that because he’s an actual $3x offender and NOT because he was slightly rude… wasn’t the brightest, was I?

[lalasworld2x]

The Raid • Reader x Shigaraki Oneshot

The city had been invaded by the Paranormal Liberation Front. Every section had been attacked by seperate groups of the league. They even made it out to the rural areas just after the city. Y/N’s town couldn’t have been invaded at a worse possible time…

This was Shigaraki’s part of the league. They broke down houses, dragged fathers out by the shirts and mothers out by the hair. Children screamed and kicked everywhere you looked. Pets flocked to protect their families, but they were kicked to the ground and thrown into the wild. Every home was ravaged and robbed. All valuables were stolen, only to be sold later off.

Shigaraki walked through the storm of destruction. Was this what he expected when he planned to take over the world? Not exactly, but he wasn’t complaining. All he wanted was to see people suffering and miserable - the same way he was raised. He decided he would join the fun and take down a few families while he was there.

The raid had lasted probably two or three hours by now and somehow there were still people fighting for stability. Shigaraki ignored all of this and ventured towards an awfully quiet house at the end of the roads. The lights were off and it clearly hadn’t been broken into yet. To be fair, it didn’t appear to have anything valuable stored inside its walls. Just for the hell of it, he still kicked the door in anyways.

It was dark and quiet. Whimpering came from the other end of the house. He checked every room with heavy footsteps, wanting to savour the fear radiating from that very last bedroom. There was nothing special about the rest of this house anyways. It didn’t even seem like many people lived here - maybe two at most.

Finally. That last door. It was already open. He peered inside and his heart sunk.

A person hunched on the floor covered in weak blankets. They trembled in the dark, tears drenching their skin. In their arms was clutched a baby. A new born. Maybe a few hours old. Shigaraki stepped into view from the doorway. Y/N stared up at him with terror in their eyes.

“Please… Don’t hurt my baby…”

Their arms visibly tightened around the little one. Its skin was dark and unwashed - they clearly didn’t have the time to tend to the baby’s needs. Tomura stepped closer and crouched down. As he peered down at the baby’s resting face, a feeling of unusual love fell over him.

He reached his arms out but Y/N immediately snatched their baby out of the way, hissing in pain. A passion burned in their eyes - fear was no longer present. Just an angry need to protect their kin.

Tomura stiffened. He thought for a moment. “Has he eaten yet?”

“She. And yes, she’s eaten.”

He nodded. The smell hit his nose and he realised a puddle was in the corner of the room. This person had given birth all alone as their town was being raided. They clearly had no one to help them. For the first time in forever, guilt panged in his stomach.

“What if I took care of you?”

“And why would you do that?” they demanded.

For once, he didn’t have an answer. He swallowed hard. This was the most beautiful person he had ever laid eyes on, holding the most precious form of life in their arms, and he felt like he just fell in love with the both of them. “Because I want to.”

What a stupid reason. He was a menace, a villain. A cruel man. Why on Earth would he want to help some random civilian that was suffering - suffering the way he thought he’d want people to suffer?

Y/N narrowed their eyes at him. “Fine. You will take care of me and my baby, or you will leave us alone. On one condition.”

“Yes?”

“I will never be separated from her. Not even for a second.”

He nodded again, firmer this time. He held his hand out to help them stand up, but they smacked it away. They managed to stand themselves up. Shigaraki realised they were in nothing but a large shirt and a long blanket.

Just as they started to walk, Y/N’s legs became jelly and started to tumble - only for Tomura to catch them in his arms. “Let me just-“ Tomura started to speak but trailed off as he scooped his arms under Y/N’s legs and back, picking them up bridal style. They tightened their loving grip around the baby.

Once they stepped outside of the house, the world went quiet. Villains and left over civilians watched as the leader of the liberation carried this helpless creature to safety. “I need a medic! Find me a medic immediately!” Shigaraki screamed at his league.

Somehow Y/N could already tell that their baby wouldn’t be the only one attached to their hip.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

Little sketches I did of some of my favs, they turned out bad cause there was no planning but I was just testing out some old markers so it’s okay 😓😓

[lalasworld2x]

Confetti - Art the Clown x Reader Imagine

You had asked all of your friends and family that would normally be interested in horror movies if they’d like to join you at the cinemas. It was actually for your birthday, but you didn’t really say that. You even offered to buy them dinner and dessert in a desperate attempt to lock in a date. But it turns out everyone was busy or just weren’t interested… That, and some people lived too far away to even ask.

Ughhh this sucked. You had been waiting for this movie for agessss and you wanted to enjoy the experience with someone else, especially on your birthday. It didn’t really bother you going by yourself, but it just wasn’t going the way you expected and that slightly peeved you. Whatever, time for some self love!

You arrived at the cinema and grabbed your snacks quickly. As soon as you sat down in the theatre, you posted on all your socials just how excited you were, really rubbing it in everyone’s faces. After about fifteen to twenty minutes (you just HAD to be there extra early for the best seats) you realised you were literally the only person in the theatre. The ad reel would be starting in a minute, maybe they’re all about to enter? Or maybe someone was just laying down for the moment? If you were truly the only person sitting here then that would feel a little embarrassing… but oh well, nobody needs to know.

Fifteen minutes worth of ads passed by slowly and by the end, you were DEFINITELY the only person sitting there… in that entire theatre…

~~~

The movie was absolutely awesome. You LOVED it. Like beyond love. But the entire time, you had this sinking feeling deep in your chest. As if you were being watched, there was a dark aura in this cinema that only occurred to you half way through the movie. You hadn’t seen or heard anyone entire, must have just been your imagination..

The end credits rolled past and there was no special feature at the end. You stood up and stretched your arms wide with a gleeful grin pressed on your lips. As you turned to exit, a white spot behind you caught your eyes. You jumped back and screamed as Art the Clown stood in front of you now, towering over you from the row of seats behind your own. You scrambled to your feet and dodged the stairs and seats, sprinting for the exit. As you turned the dark corner, he appeared again just in front of the door. You took a double glance back into the theatre in terror - was he not just up there? No time to think, just run. You tried to sprint and dodge past him but he snatched your arm and swung you back.

You gulped. This was the end. Definitely the end. He leaned over, his hand pressed into the wall next to your head. You shut your eyes tightly and hoped this was just a nightmare. A surge of power shot through you and you kicked with all your might, kicking him into the adjacent wall and running for your life outta there.

In a flash of darkness, a massive rubbish bag was secured over the upper half of your body. You skidded to a halt in confusion and were immediately swept up into someone’s arms. Obviously it was Art’s… After a tremendous amount of struggling and screaming and fighting, you gave up, finally understanding this was the end.

~~~

It felt like hours before the bag was ripped away and your vision was able to start adjusting again. You were sat in an uncomfortable chair in a disgusting basement. Candles filled the space, surprisingly creating enough light to feel like early morning hours, even without windows. There were broken down cars, random bits of housing and furniture strewn across the floor, cobwebs galore, and the chattering of birds and rats could be heard.

In front of you was a mini dining table with many candles sitting around a large pink cake. The candles were scented your favourite smell. The cake had the words “Happy Birthday!!!” written on it with little balloons and hearts scribbled in as well.

Heels clicked towards you and out from the darkness emerged Art the Clown. Tears bubbled at your eyes as you couldn’t figure out what to do. Do you scream for help and run away? Do you sit and play along with his game and maybe he’ll spare you? Do you just wait for your inevitable demise?

He grinned at you almost loudly, tilting his head dramatically. He whipped his hands down in front of him, gesturing at the cake. He inched closer, pausing every time you flinched. He would rock back and forth, making extreme facial expressions, pretending to laugh. Eventually he got close enough to pull the second chair out sitting opposite to you and take a seat. He folded one leg over the over and rested his elbows on the table, looking like a smug princess. You stared at him, too horrified to really process whatever the hell was going on.

Soon enough he got bored of waiting for you to do something and picked up the large knife that laid next to the cake. He cut a slice and spun the cake around to face to slide to you. You stared at the cake with no emotion. It was probably spiked anyways. He raised his already tall eyebrows and grinned wider, his hollowed cheeks looking full for just a split second. That small split of an expression was almost adorable, but you couldn’t figure out why.

“I don’t have a fork or spoon,” you spoke plainly. He shrugged his shoulders high, then scooped a handful of cake and shovelled it into his large mouth. He continued to do this until the icing on the cake was starting to melt. Fuck it, why not join him? You were going to die anyways, may as well enjoy cake while you’re at it.

The both of you sat and ate cake for what felt like hours until you were full. He ate most of it, rubbing his stomach and licking his lips as soon as the plate was empty. Somehow this helped calm you down. Maybe now you had just accepted your fate rather than fear the worst.

He stood up quickly and waltzed to your side. He got down on one knee and held a hand out for you to take. His glove was disgusting and his finger tips weren’t much cleaner. Who knows what the hell his hands have been… Oh well, anything to appease him and make you death any less painful. You placed your hand in his own and he stood up at the speed of light. He pulled you to the middle of whatever room you were in and twirled you around. He tried to get you to box dance with him and dip you backwards. The whole scenario was incredibly awkward and embarrassing, but who was there to judge you? You have been kidnapped by THE Art the Clown and you were getting off lucky, just dancing around and eating cake with him. When he finally realised you weren’t entertained, he decided to pull out his black bag again.

Juggling pins, fire swords, a harmonica, a light saber - it seemed like he had every form of performance tucked away in that rubbish bag. He was doing all of this just to see you crack a smile and you couldn’t figure out why. Why did he spare you for so long? Why did he want you to smile? Was he trying to give you false hope?

It didn’t take him long to realise none of this was working either. You were too numb to even pretend to be happy. His shoulders slumped and his black mouth paint formed a long frown. Oh god, had you upset him? Was he finally deciding to just kill you now?

He reached behind him in a dark corner and pulled out a small box. He handed it to you and slipped a party whistle into his mouth. He snatched the mini top hat off his head and replaced it with a black and white party hat. This confused the shit out of you. Seriously, how did he know it was your birthday?

You glared down at the small box covered in bright wrapping paper placed in your hands. It was probably a little bomb. As soon as you would open it, it would explode and destroy the whole building, obviously taking you with it. Oh well, at least it’s a quick and easy death to deal with…

You hesitantly punched the lid of the box, hands shaking relentlessly, and pulled it off with a small ‘pop’ sound. Instead of a bomb, confetti burst out and slammed you in the face. Cute sparkles and bits of paper sprinkled everywhere, glitter covering your front. He clapped his hands loudly, swinging here and there, silently laughing big belly laughs. Inside the box was a gorgeous necklace, shining bright iridescent colours in the little light that filtered the room.

His grimy hands came into your eye sight as he pinched the necklace up and stood behind you, placing the jewellery around your neck and clipping it together. His hands were cold and rough as they grazed the nape of your neck. You looked at the beautiful charmed attached to the jewellery and it reminded you of home, filling you with a warm feeling. Whether this home represented the one that you came from or the one you wish you did, that only mattered to you.

Art rested his chin on your shoulder, raising an eyebrow and smiling wide. This whole time, you couldn’t help but realise Art was the only person that remembered and celebrated your birthday. This realisation was both cruel and comforting. Maybe this situation wasn’t so bad after all.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

Chubby Reader x GN!Ghostface

You had been invited to a Halloween party and you were fucking ecstatic. Your friends were invited too so you would have someone to hang out with when the nerves inevitably set in. Who knows, maybe you’ll even meet new people? Wishful thinking, let’s not get too ahead of ourselves just yet…

You didn’t have too much money at the moment so you decided to do a sort of closet cosplay. A skeleton maybe? You had some old black and white clothes that you could possibly paint over to make a cool skeleton design. You had some pretty sick jewellery you could throw on. Maybe some hair chalk and cool face paint? Actually, maybe a mask would be a better option. How about both just for the fun of it?

You were up in your room, trying on your old clothes just to see how they’d look out together. Honestly not too bad, you even started to like what you saw. You stood in your body sized mirror, checking yourself out. Then you stood to the side and everything was ruined. Your stomach was obvious… God, why did your legs have to look so large and lumpy? Could you have any less of a chin?! Maybe the mask was a good option.. You didn’t want people to see your chubby painted cheeks and look at your hideous body only to realise it’s you.

Already the anxiety came flooding back in and you regretted accepting the invite. Just as you turned back to face the mirror, tears drowning your eyes, a smudge of white was sitting in the corner of your window behind you. You realised you left the curtains open and freaked out, immediately spinning on your toes. Somebody was watching you from the window.

You screamed and jumped out of view, crouching behind your bed and covering your mouth with shaky hands. Somebody was wearing a black robe and an elongated ghost face mask. What kind of creep-?

“Hey, wait! Come back! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…” their voice was oddly soothing. Just a peeping tom you supposed..

You moved back into view, seeing that they had their hands on your window sill and their head poking into your room. Creepy… “Uhm, what do you want?” your voice croaked, a mix of the tears from before and a bit of fear.

“Oh, I just saw you up here from down on the street and I thought you looked gorgeous.. I wanted to take a closer look, I didn’t mean for you to see me…”

“Yeah, well, you did a great job at that…”

“Hahah, sorry…”

A moment of silence passed.

“Did you really think I look gorgeous..?”

“Absolutely! Is that your Halloween costume? I think it looks hot…”

You swallowed hard. Enjoying the attention of a peeping tom? Sighh. You crawled out from behind your bed and sat in front of your window. Honestly their outfit was pretty hot too. Not much to it but just something about it was so…

“Wanna hear a secret?” You hesitantly nodded, not knowing what to expect but hoping it wasn’t gruesome. This was definitely the get up of a suspected serial killer. You inched a little closer and leaned in slightly. Your head was turned to the side so you couldn’t see their face as they lifted their mask. They were so close that you felt their lips brush against your ear. “I wanna rip those clothes right off you and see what’s underneath.”

Immediately they snatched their mask down and you squealed on shock, face turning beat red immediately. They chuckled and pushed themselves down the roof. You looked out the window in horror, thinking they had just fallen to their death or something, face still boiling hot from flusterment.

Nope, they were totally fine… They stood on your front drive way, waving up at you. You waved back and they walked away, robe swaying in the chilly wind. Something felt off about them but you didn’t worry about it. This interaction made you feeling weirdly good about yourself. Hopefully they don’t become a full time stalker…

~~~~~~~~~~~~

This is so bad, I apologise 🙂‍↕️ probably won’t do a part 2 so maybe don’t ask lol

Masterlist

[lalasworld2x]

I kind of love writing fanfics for readers who specifically relate to me in some way, especially insecurities and mental health/physical conditions. It makes me feel seen and I hope I can makes others feel seen too 🫰

[lalasworld2x]

I KNOW Tatum could have fit through that cat door in the garage, if I can do it you can do it 😭