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general headcanons relationship —proxies x fem!proxy!reader

including: ticci toby, masky, hoodie and kate the chaser (individually)

suggestive mentions, mentions of murder, creepypasta masky and creepypasta hoodie (but with some features of MH tim and brian).

i'll make a distinction between Tim and Brian from MH and Tim and Brian from Creepypasta, if i'm writing of both and i don't mention if it's the creepypasta version, then it's from Marble Hornets! but in this case, i mentioned that is their creepypasta version (if it's said like that? (⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠))

i did my best with my proxies characterization, hope you like it! 💗⭐

Masky/Tim Wright

oh Tim my beloved.

one thing is to interact with Tim outside of work and another one to interact with Tim as Masky while working.

he's protective way too much.

please understand him, everything is already very fucked up and even more to being controlled by Slenderman.

y'all live in cabins in the woods! and even though you have your own, you tend to spend a lot of time in Tim's cabin.

since you started dating, you both made one thing clear: private relationship.

and to be honest, helped you quite a bit.

it didn't suit either of you for others to know exactly what's going on.

when y'all aren't deeply under his command, Tim is more soft and more talkative. his sarcasm makes you smile and he then sometimes initiate some kisses and physical contact.

but you are more of the one who initiates it.

when he has missions where the two of you don't go together, he tries to bring something to you.

but when you both go together on a mission, you take things and he covers them up and also you both deviate a little from the path or take a little longer to return (if you understand me wink wink)

but it isn't so common that you deviate from the path.

use honey, dear or your name

he holds your hand when you are together.

sometimes he wants to be alone but he always tells you before you give him space (something that he had to learn and it's difficult for him but he tries to do it to avoid arguments between you, he is an exhausted guy).

when this happens you go back to your cabin or take a walk nearby until Tim is the one who comes to find you.

his jealousy is more of a pessimistic comments to himself.

he loves you and he doesn't want to lose you.

he genuinely cares about others despite his reserved demeanor.

when you go shopping, even if he says that only what is just and necessary, he buys you what you like without anyone knowing.

but when he's Masky.

well... it's almost the same attitude.

he doesn't soften his voice to you.

just wants to do the mission, finish it and leave.

but also, that everything goes well and ends well.

he actually talks more than Hoodie.

more reserved.

he doesn't hold your hand at all.

but his protective attitude is still there!

if you get hurt during one of the missions, he will help you.

says your name, no nickname, no pet names.

but in the end, he knows you are his partner and her girlfriend.

"look at her, i would die for her, i would kill for her" vibe.

"older sis of her family x older brother of his family" vibes/trope

his kisses are long but with a strong charge of emotion.

he's a soft dom.

and again, the difference between when he's outside of work and when he's at work is not much, it's just that he acts more distant and less expressive, but for the rest, he is still a big protector.

he also values autonomy!

don't get him wrong, he just enjoys seeing his girlfriend being self-sufficient, especially with the life y'all lead.

it's between Toby or Brian that teases both of you.

Kate doesn't care much.

he loves it when you squeeze his shoulders! even though your hands hurt from how tense they are.

please give him words of affirmation and quality time :(

his love language would be acts of service and quality time!

your dates are going to the nearest city or town or just hanging out inside his cabin or yours.

there are times when it's already daylight but he doesn't let you go, for him, you're the only that can keep him putting up with that shit any longer.

and vice versa.

the sound of leafs colliding against each other thanks to the gentle gust of air was the background noise of the scene.

your head was resting gently on his shoulder, somewhat snuggled into him being greeted by the strong smell of coffee and cigarettes, his arm around your body to be more in contact with you. Tim's breathing was a little slow, you thought maybe it was because of all the cigarettes he smoked or the scene was really peaceful, a calmness that you always appreciated.

"Tim, honey..." your voice brought him out of his thoughts.

"yeah, dear?" you opened your lips, thinking a little about the words you would say. "if we get through this, will we be able to live far away and have a life together?"

your question made him go back into his thoughts, that question was so sad but Tim knew the answer for a long time.

"honey, we both already have a life together and when we least expect it, we will be living in a house somewhat away from the woods."

"love you" your lips joined together forming a beautiful connection and dance, that words were not enough because of how much you loved each other.

although you both know that it's increasingly a distant dream but he couldn't say no to his future wife.

Hoodie/Brian Thomas

ALRIGHT HEAR ME OUT.

Brian is a great boyfriend.

Hoodie absolutely not lol.

i started with Brian outside the power of the operator/slenderman.

brian is a golden retriever vibe, something in his past remains present and that is his charisma.

although his charisma is later interrupted by more sarcastic tones. after all, he's not the same as years ago.

the first to know about your relationship with Brian was Tim.

after all, he's his friend.

then the next to know it was Kate and Toby almost at the same time.

Brian does the best he can, knowing the shit y'all live, he tries to make sure to have at least some good moments within that... exhausting reality you both live in.

use honey, babe and love.

the kind of give you some flowers that are picked up in the forest.

remember when i say y'all live in cabins? well, he also has his own but he's constantly in yours.

his love language is words of affirmation and quality time!

he's not a jealous type at all, yeah sometimes he is jealous but he's more the kind of "yeah, she's my girlfriend, all mine, look at her because that's the only nearest thing that you're going to have something about her" "proud that she's my girlfriend, so what?"

your relationship is also private!

your dates consist in going to the nearest city.

a great kisser (i still hc that he's the top 1 among them lol)

an absolute service dom.

when he sends both of you on missions, he tries to do the hardest parts (although you don't care much about that later and end up doing too).

the cool aunt and cool uncle couple vibes.

but when he's working as Hoodie... well

you missed your Brian when he's not completely under the slenderman's control.

i mean y'all are completely but when he put y'all to "work".

when he's as Hoodie, he doesn't speak.

he just sighs, pants, grunts but doesn't say a word.

but those sounds sound different, because he carries a voice changer inside of his hoodie and balaclava.

Hoodie just treats you as an equal like the other proxies.

kind of stubborn (but not as toby)

Hoodie genuinely cares for you, if you go the wrong way, he grabs of your clothes and pulls you back to the right path.

there aren't many displays of affection when he's in the mission, to be honest.

but it doesn't mean that he doesn't do it completely, he is, along with Toby, the one who mind the least about showing affection (knowing the current situation everyone is in).

but he adores you, and even though you're under Slenderman's command, he's afraid that he will do something against you.

your footsteps that made the old dry leafs scattered on the dirt ground crunch made Brian turn his head to you.

"hey babe" he showed you a smile, revealing his small tooth gap.

"i didn't know you had arrived" the sound of crushed leafs began to get closer to Brian, you stopped your walk when you were already next to him. "Tim told me you got injured"

there was no response from Brian, he kept his gaze in the direction where you were but without seeing you as such, appreciating the green grass with brown tones due to dryness. the only thing he could enjoy about this shit was nature in its purest state and you by his side.

he let out a small chuckle and looked away, now looking at the lake in front of you. "just a little scratch".

your mouth curved into a smile, taking your hands out of the pocket of the large and thick jacket you were wearing, you ran your hand over his abdomen, causing him to press his lips together. "you got me, you got me" now you let out a little laugh.

there was a brief silence, the sound of leafs rustling against each other from the gusts of wind that appeared was the only noise between you and him. his hand slid down your back, at the height of your waist, curling his fingers at the end of.

"hurt or not, i'll always come back to you, love" he murmured near your temple, placing a kiss. in response, you tilted your head to his shoulder, still not losing your smile.

one thing you both know is, wounded, healthy or dead, you will always come back for each other.

Ticci Toby

OH THIS BOYY

being with him everything is a box of surprises.

he's so spontaneous, seriously.

and stubborn.

when you accepted to be his girlfriend, that same day everyone already knew it.

"hey, can you tell your boyfriend it's his turn to take out the trash?" "how do you know- nevermind"

"I LOVE MY WIFE!!!" vibes

laughs and jokes will never be lacking!

he has a terrible diet and terrible habits, but you help him improve it!

he really tries hard to make the relationship work (and he achieves it very well).

for Toby, you make him live his teenage romance (although he's no longer a teenager).

he says things directly and, well, someone said that truth hurts.

it's not his intention (sometimes it is) but he doesn't know how to be "delicate" with what he says.

he tries it but after a while, he does it again.

when you go on dates, he wears a mask and something to cover his wound. all to prevent everything from spilling out when he's eating or drinking.

after all he's been through, he would never dare treat you badly or hit you. he lived with an abusive father and he saw what his mother and sister were suffering, including himself.

but it doesn't exempt him from the fact that he can fuck up on some occasions.

sometimes he leaves you on seen, sometimes he forgets to go see you at your cabin, sometimes he tells you something and can hurt you his words (by the way he said it), that kind of things.

he has not filter when saying things, to be honest.

uses princess, babe, love, honey or a nickname of yours.

i dare to say he's the one who doesn't mind showing affection at all.

"Toby! you stink of blood!" "just another kissss c'monnn"

he's a switch.

can't keep his ass in just one role.

when he's working under Slenderman's control, he is much less careful.

even with you.

if you fucked up something, he will tell you much more directly.

if you get injured, he'll bring you or will be healing you without much care.

doesn't measure his strength.

he spends more time in his cabin than yours.

his love language would be words of affirmation and maybe physical affection, but the last one would be when he has too much trust in you.

he's the most jealous of the four.

but just like Tim, his jealousy would be self-sabotaging.

and maybe a little finishing off those who are in your way, OH! who said that?

his kisses are kinda sloppy and with tons of little smiles between kisses to kisses. just sloppy and passionate.

he just hopes that you both will get away from that life and still living in the woods, without being tied to him.

the thick sheets that were impregnated with the aroma of fresh oak managed to lull you more and more in your sleep.

your mind was blank, you were eternally grateful for that, genuinely missing dreaming. your chest rose and fell calmly until you quickly became alert when you felt the sheets lift slightly, quickly you turned around pulling a dagger out from under your pillow but it was stopped by Toby's hand holding onto your wrist with a smile on his face.

"what are you doing, honey?" he smiled making short sounds with his tongue, pretty amused how your muscles seemed to have memory.

"sorry, love" his arms quickly caught you, leaving you lying on his chest and his back being hugged by your soft pillows. the dagger was left on the nightstand. "why aren't you this quiet when we're on our way to missions?" you said playful.

"i don't want to" you chuckled. he didn't say anything, he just held you in his arms.

"babe, i want to live with you" "well, you can come to my cabin-" "not that way, du-dumb"

you looked up, could see a beard just trying to emerge from his skin, his pale skin looked similar to the moonlight and then, he sighed.

"i mean far away, where we are not tied to this" he lowered his gaze to you "would you promise to be with me?" "ye-" "forever" "forever"

both lips collided in a slightly rushed kiss but you could feel his feelings on the surface of the skin of his lips.

this is forever.

Kate The Chaser

MY GIRRRL KATEEEE

"toby i'm lesbian" "i thought you were american"

the majority of your dates are at dusk and at night.

sometimes she tells you about Lauren and Chris but just a little of what she can remember.

actually she's pretty good at drawing!

usually draws you recycling pages.

be patient with her, she isn't very familiar with relationships, not romantic ones.

but still, she's a sweetheart!

she goes to your cabin very often.

every time you go out of the woods to go shopping or just to go on a date together, she tends to hold your hand or be very close to you.

although most of your dates are inside the cabin or near the forest.

the first to know it definitely was Toby and it was by accident.

he saw you kissing behind a tree and almost got killed by him thinking you both were intruders.

and then Brian and Tim knew.

praise her please.

sometimes she just walks away and leaves you, when she does that you know he's starting to torment her.

when she is on his mantle, you don't say a word, she just nod and sigh.

then she holds you, she wants to confirm that you're real and not another hallucination of Slenderman's part.

when the both of you go on missions, you're quite fast, which is why there isn't much interaction between you.

but when she comes out of that trance she asks you if she was ever too harsh with you.

she loves you, like, way too much!

you both have an engagement ring (don't ask where she got it).

when she's with you, the mask is freely removed.

how is she going to kiss you with the mask on?

use love and honey.

there are times when she snuggles up on your chest when you're lying down.

her jealousy is just like Tim's, it's self-sabotage and tends to grab you with more intensity.

the relationship is private but the affections are obvious.

her kisses are slow and shy.

her love language is definitely quality time and words of affirmation.

tell her you love her and spend time with her, she has been through so much.

she's a switch.

although she's more a top but she's beginning to accept receiving.

the kind that brings you many objects that remind you.

often lend you her clothes.

although your lives are no longer part of you, you both have each other's hearts.

the large, rough trunk of the tall tree behind you made abrupt contact with your back. you had leaned on it without much care, watching as Kate desperately cleaned the fresh blood from her hands.

"love, you did it amazing" you tilted your head slightly without receiving a response from her.

"how can you be so calm and, i mean, how can you get used to it?" now you were standing next to her as she looked up to you, she didn't have her mask on and her reflection could be seen faintly in the lake thanks to the sunset.

"because it's not like we can leave and he won't find us" you stopped for a little moment. "apart from that, the only thing i'm grateful for is that i was able to meet my fiancée" you extended your hand showing the ring. you finally achieved your goal, a soft smile curved on her lips.

"do you think this will end at some point?"

"i hope not" she looked at you again. "because I know i couldn't be with you" now you were both looking at each other. "and if it ends, i would go with you, no matter what"

your voice was silenced along with your lips as you felt Kate's lips on yours, she's fast definitely. her hand descended, passing through your abdomen until it reached your waist as your hands made a short journey between her shoulders, neck and ending on her cheeks.

you both separated with your breathing agitated but the sweetness in both eyes made a genuine smile appear, reuniting again in a much slower kiss.

you couldn't say if you were sure that this control and nightmare was going to end, you and Kate wished to know the answer but it was almost impossible.

but what you both were sure of, was that you didn't want the relationship to end.

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ok hear me out . . .

Tim: second chance trope or best friend's sister/brother trope

Brian: friends to lovers trope, colleagues to lovers trope or childhood lovers trope

Jay: friends to lovers trope or best friend's brother trope

Alex: childhood friends trope or enemies to lovers trope

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IT'S ALREADY IN PROCESSSS

LET ME COOK

i want to make some general headcanons of a relationship with the proxies HEHEHEHE

AND OF COURSE MY GIRL KATE WILL BE INCLUDED

(btw, even though Tim and Brian are both in Marble Hornets and Creepypasta, i'll specify depending on whether i'm writing about MH or creepypasta!)

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Klaus — masterlist

requests are open!

Jesper Johansson

— request! under a mistletoe fem!reader: here!

— request! kiss me, and it's not a joke fem!reader: here!

Klaus

coming soon!

Mogens

coming soon!

Alva

coming soon!

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oh em gee I’ve been dying for klaus fics!! I loved your Jesper one btw !!

Can u pls write a Jesper with a quiet and shy reader who’s super sensitive?? Like if jesper said something sarcastic she would think like “omg he’s making fun of me” or “He thinks I’m stupid” and just start bursting out in tears

sorry I’m just rambling atp

hi!!

of course, i'm so glad that you liked it and i really hope you like this one too

i use fem!reader btw !

thank you for your request!

kiss me, and it's not a joke — jesper johansson x shy and sensitive fem! reader

a little short!, use of (y/n)

The smell of fresh paint reached your senses, your nose was already accustomed to it. The brush that was finely handled to paint the most hidden points of the toy was handled by you, that you were sitting quietly at a table somewhat apart of the rest.

You felt comfortable that way.

Whole Smeerensburg knew you for being quite a shy person and that's why they didn't get too close to you or didn't consider you a target for bothering, because to be honest, you were never a bother. Every time you walked through a fight with a fearful step hoping that you wouldn't get hit, they themselves made you move quickly, without being hurt in the process, of course.

And now you find yourself helping the big woodcutter apart from everyone, together with the Sámi were making toys and some were painting.

And all because of that blond postman, Jesper Johansson.

"Hey" Jesper's voice made you look up, pausing your action. "Uh, Hi" You said simply as you left the brush on the table.

There was a small, somewhat awkward silence and that do Jesper pursued his lips trying to find something to start a conversation with you and even more so because you were one of the few who didn't treat him badly and offered to help. He pulled a chair close, but not before looking back where Klaus was giving him an encouraging look. "And now how did i start the conversation?" he thought.

Jesper before coming to Smeerensburg was quite good at starting a conversation and had had one or another date but with you it was getting complicated, not because of you, of course, you aren't the problem, it was him who with your shyness that you put aside to help him and all of you ended up interested in you.

Swallowing a little nervously, he saw the pile of toys carved in the shape of different animals and carousels painted in such a pretty and colorful way. Stunned, took a dry one and looked at it more closely.

"You... painted all of these?" You looked up somewhat fearfully, tightened the skirt of your dress with your hands.

"Yeah, i painted them" There was a spark of pride and happiness in your eyes that Jesper was recognizing your work, even more because in the span of months you generated a attraction in him.

Everything was going well until Jesper said those words: "I don't believe you"

You quickly lowered your gaze and left the cabin quickly, leaving Jesper unaware of your absence and with the words still on the verge of coming out.

"Literally looks like it was painted by a professional! Woah, where... (y/n)?" The toy was left on the table and he began to look around the cabin seeing the half-open door. Before moving forward he walked into Klaus who was looking at him with a "you ruined it" gaze.

"Do i fucked up?"

"Pretty much"

Jesper took his blonde locks between his fingers stressed. "But I was supposed to be flattering her! She didn't let me finish" Klaus sighed amused, placing his hand on the postman's shoulder and walking him to the door.

"You know what she's like and the first thing that occurred to you was to say "I don't believe you?"" He lowered his gaze with an arched eyebrow. "She will obviously think that you are just seeing her as incapable, instead of telling her that she did a wonderful job and she's like a talented painter." Jesper looked up and raised an eyebrow as well.

"I didn't know about those techniques of yours" He joked, causing a small laugh from the other, patted his shoulder and with that same hand that was previously on his shoulder, he motioned for him to come out and talk to you.

As Jesper stepped outside, he was greeted by the loud blast of the iconic cold of the forest. Starting to walk among the trees, he found you sitting on a log, looking at the little wooden bird houses and his heart tightened as he saw your slightly swollen eyes, that actually, the feeling about his heart getting tightened for you was so new for him. With a heavy sigh, he approached you and sat down next to you on the log, your legs tightened and put your hand on your cheek, turning to look at the opposite side of where he was sitting.

"Sorry, I'll do it again if you like-"

"What? No! No!" Jesper raised his voice a little, but when he noticed, you were looking at him quite shy. "Ok, i don't do it" You raised your hands a little, with a neutral voice.

"No! I didn't mean that! Ugh!" Something that you couldn't deny is that you found Jesper's gestures a little amusing as you lowered your hands. "I mean, inside, that i couldn't believe you did it because it literally looks like it was done by a professional." blinking a little, you looked at him and about to say something he nervously spoke again, interrupt you. "I mean, it doesn't mean you're not a professional, because you have the talent of one, just... just forget it".

There was a small silence but a big laugh escaped from your lips, Jesper looked at you.

"I understood you in the first explanation and thank you" You turned your gaze back to the little wooden houses hanging from the large logs. As you began to speak, smoke came out of your lips. "It's just that i used to be a painter but my family made me doubt a lot about my ability since they didn't want artists in their family tree."

The touch of a hand other than yours made you turn your head towards Jesper, his hand was on yours softly.

"Well, i think you're an incredible artist and an... incredible person, a pretty and wonderful one" The blonde's tone was sweet and warm, something rare coming from him, your cheeks were so warm from how your body heat was focusing on that area of your face.

When you hear his words, tears want to appear in your eyes. How many years had you waited to hear those words? A few, and more from someone you love? A few too and even more, from someone who your heart beat with a happy and loving rhythm? absolutely yes when you met him.

"Hey, don't cry" His hand rose to your face, wiping away with his thumb the small tears that threatened to fall. "I haven't given you the ring yet"

"The ring?" And that's where Jesper's love bubble burst.

And again Jesper was looking for excuses to say but, sure enough, he had fucked up again. With a smile already more confident of what you were going to do, now it was your hands that were on his cheeks, getting closer little by little, you gave him a soft kiss near the corner of his lips causing a bright crimson red dyed his cheeks.

"I'll wait for it" You quickly stood up and, with happy little jumps, you went back into the cabin.

"And I'll wait for a kiss from you" He sighed, running his fingers over the corner where you kissed him to his lips. "And it isn't a joke."

And he stood up from the log following your path back to the cabin, to work or at least that's what he would try after that kiss.

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HIIII

a little late but HAPPY NEW YEAAAAR !!!!

i hope this year is full of abundance and good luck for all of you, that whatever goal you set, even if it is small, you have the strength to achieve it and that when you achieve it, it is more than satisfactory!

love you, and thank you so much for the support! 💗⭐

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HII OMG I LUV SEEING MARBLEHORNETS XREADERS!! but are you olay with doing dark topics?? nothing crazy ofc but i know some people aren’t super comfortable with those requests!! mainly im asking if ur okay with yandere/stalkerish requests?

HIII!! 💗

i'm okay with it! i can write some mature and similar topics but there will also be topics that i don't feel comfortable writing about :(

for example, i can write about a character who, in order to protect you (according to him), ends up eliminating certain people.

and i also don't give them a happy ending (you don't stay together, you suspect him, that kind of ending).

thank you so much for your request! 💗⭐

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hi !! Was wondering if I could request some hc’s on conforting Mel after the absolute hectic act 2 of season 2? I haven’t fully finished it but oml invisible hand give her a BREAK !!

hiii, of course!

and definitely agree! Mel deserves a break and more of what happened to her.

hope you like it!

thank you for your request! <3

these hcs can be seen both platonically and romantically, kinda short.

headcanons of you comforting Mel Medarda after act 2

you searched every corner and you entered several doors only to find her missing, a few days had passed and there was still no trace of her.

the darkness of your room embraced your body, which was somewhat cold despite the sheets that covered you. but the sound of your front door knocking woke you up almost immediately. with your body feeling heavy from sleep, you got up, tying the straps of your robe that covered your pajamas to make way to go down your stairs and go straight to the door.

taking the door handle you managed to see a woman with a white robe covering her, you opened your eyes somewhat frightened until her voice, that voice, was unrecognizable to you.

"(y/n)"

"Mel, oh god, come in!"

your voice sounded quite relieved and agitated at the sight of her.

despite everything that happened and that trap where she was imprisoned for a short time, still maintained her firm stance.

she told you what happened with Elora.

after telling you, both remained silent while she touched your face.

"i want to feel you, i want to know that you are here with me and this is not an illusion"

you always told her over and over again "i'm here" "i'm listening to you" "i'm feeling you" "are you feeling me?" and you didn't mind repeating it to her.

she told you everything she saw in the trap of the black rose, the illusion, and how they called her sister.

you were able to see a more sensitive and personal part of her, more than you already knew her.

her voice broke but you never left her side.

the hot water dripped from her skin, your gaze couldn't stop analyzing the golden tattoos that were now part of her, the water only wet her body from the chest to feet and with her hands took a little of the water wetting her neck and face and the foam managed to cover her body a little.

the silence was comforting, not uncomfortable. your figure was sitting on the side of the bathtub, ensuring that Mel felt as comfortable as possible.

"thank you so much, really"

she said in a low tone of voice with a small smile on her lips.

she definitely asked for your help.

until you gave her an update on how things were in Piltover and Zaun.

and now she was going to do everything possible to ensure that you didn't get involved in anything about the war.

she already lost her friend, she doesn't want to lose a person so loved by her: you.

"please, whatever you do, please don't get involved" "but you asked me-" "before you told me how much this has advanced"

she doesn't want to lose someone else :(

after finishing the bath, you gave her some time alone while she dried herself and put on her clothes, while you sat on your bed somewhat agitated by all the information you knew thanks to Mel.

if you were already feeling like your head was spinning, you couldn't imagine how Mel was feeling.

you were still immersed in your thoughts while feeling a weight behind you, her hands were now on your shoulder while she crawled across the bed and took a seat next to you.

"people say that in a war you will always lose, no matter which side you are on, but you will always lose something or someone"

your head turned slightly to her side, her gaze had softened a bit but one thing you could be sure of was that it was no longer the same.

"with all this and this new... power that i have"

she paused briefly.

"the only thing that i have clear right now is that i don't want to lose more and especially someone like you."

her words made you remember when you first met, you were an inventor just on the rise and you created a bond with Mel.

a warm and closer one.

now the two of you were lying in your big bed, that was previously cold and just you and was now warm with mel next to you.

you didn't even mind about going to bed and sleeping in separate beds or one in the living room and the other in the bedroom.

you both felt alone, you both needed each other.

the two of you were in a fetal position looking at each other, you both smiled weakly.

the eyelashes of both looked at each other, you closed your eyes and before sleeping, you whispered a few words:

"good night, Mel, love you"

Mel didn't answer, you heard the sheets move and her breathing near to you. her lips touched the skin of your forehead placing a kiss.

hours passed and your body naturally began to respond to wake up, opening your eyes little by little you noticed that the other side of the bed was empty.

"she left"

you said in a low, sleepy voice but there was concern in your words.

she was gone and now all you hoped for was not to lose her.

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seeing the lack of reblogs on ur posts DISGUSTS me… the ppl don’t appreciate your works of art enough omg

thank you so much for your words! <3

i think i'm just starting and i hope to reach more people that like what i write!

the reblogs and the likes (can i say it like that?) are always well received and a great motivation to know how if liked it and also to reach more people who like to read about a character that i write.

i also like to read the comments btw

but again, thank u so so sooo much 💗

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Could I please request a Jesper Johansson x f! Reader? Ik it's a bit late (Christmas was like 3 days ago) but there's literally no fanfics of him and I'm struggling 😭🙏🏽

under a mistletoe — jesper johansson x fem!reader

i agree !! there's literally nothing about him :((

thank you so much for your request! hope you like it <3

It's a bit short and again, i rlly hope you like it !

fluff, use of y/n and a bit short!

You've never seen this island so alive, so illuminated.

Since you can remember, Smeerensburg was a place extremely cold, where erratic behavior and fights were the breakfast of every day until now.

You opened the windows with a strange calm, letting in the warm rays of the sun that managed to counteract the typical intense cold of the place but this time, there were no fights, or weapons and bodies flying.

"Good Morning!" The voice of an infant made you look out your window, lowering your gaze.

"Oh hi, sweetie, something you want?" A kind, non-irritating tone of voice now comes from your lips every day. The little girl kindly asked for a cake and you nodded.

As you entered your home to take out the freshly baked cake, you heard the screams of many kids echoing to the kitchen and the voice of that blond who, you could not deny, changed the entire atmosphere of the island. You smiled and carefully took the plate with the cake in your hands, heading back to the window.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll give him your letters" The blond answered, taking all the cards that were extended to him. "Here, sweetie" The postman turned to look at you as you carefully placed the cake into the girl's tiny hands and received the money.

All the kids had gone, leaving you alone with the postman. Putting your elbows and arms on the frame of your big window you looked at him and he approached the window.

"a lot of work, postman?" A smile curved on your lips, he let out a chuckle.

"Yeah but i'm already used to it" and the both of you stared at each other.

You still remembered how the two of you had met.

All for that bell.

The loud sound of the knife blade digging into the wooden desk top, cutting into the fish, made you jump a little from your spot. Your gaze went to the blonde who, with a frown, continued to cut at the fish.

"And will you buy or not?" Alva's deep voice made you smile a little, you denied. "I just came to see you, you're the only friend I have here"

"And Mogens?"

"He's not here or at least not as usual" She smiled.

She walked away from the desk and left, but not before telling you that she was going to check out something to eat for both of you.

Everything was going relatively well, the smell of fish was starting to irritate you and make you dizzy but you didn't want to be so bad as to leave Alva, especially since she had the warmth to share something to eat with you.

Until the battle bell rang.

An exhausted sigh left your lips, screams and blows echoed throughout the place to the school, well, to the fish market if you can give it a name. There came a point where your consciousness was no longer present, it was almost your technique to be able to get through each day in this place, actually, Alva and you were planning to leave Smeerensburg, you both have been saving for a while now.

But the sound of a door abruptly opening and closing made your eyes snap open and your plane of consciousness returned to your boring reality.

"Oh thank god, you're the one in charge or-"

"Come to the counter, i'll be right back" Alva's voice reached his ears.

"A new postman? What a determination" Your voice sounded sarcastic, which made him roll his eyes. "Why does everyone find it as a joke?"

"Well any postman ran away from here and honestly, i don't judge them" The chair creaked as you moved on it, the sound of the small heels of your boots echoing on the old wooden floor made him step back a little.

"(y/n) and you?" He lowered his gaze and saw your hand extended in his direction and, with certain distrust, he took your hand and shook it "Jesper, Jesper Johansson"

"So a new postman, huh?" You both turned your attention to the blonde woman, you nodded. "Yeah! not a client i guess" You smiled somewhat tired as you held a part of the house and Alva the things on the desk and part of a roof, at first Jesper saw this so weird until a big shake moved everything inside by most likely someone falling from the roof, Jesper looked so horrified.

"This is a thing of all days?" "Kinda" Alva and you said in unison.

The blonde took a few steps inspecting the place, he looked with disgust at the hanging fishes and their smell was strong, sometimes you wondered how Alva can handle the smell.

"This is supposed to be a school, where at the kids?" And was like that question turned on a little flame inside Alva.

You didn't know at what moment Alva was now dangerously approaching Jesper, you just watched the scene amused as you sat on the old chair. Sometimes you curse a little your constant habit of just lost in your thoughts, forgetting all your surroundings.

A hand in your shoulder made you get out of your trance completely, when you raise your gaze the figure of Mogens came across, who was more entertained than you watching the scene.

"There you are, postman!" Mogens exclaimed. "Morning, Miss Alva"

"Mogens"

"Long time to not see you" Feeling the gazes of the three of them, you pressed your lips together and moved somewhat uncomfortably in the chair. "Nevermind"

"How can i forget about you?" The black haired man put his arm around your shoulders. "What's my name?" A silence invaded. "You forgot, right?" "Yup" You rolled your eyes and stared disinterestedly at a fixed point.

"Well, back to the point, i saved the best for last!"

Alva released Jesper from the tight grip on his uniform and he quickly walked towards Mogens, already quite tired and scared of the whole place.

"Bye Bye, Jesper, good luck" The before mentioned turned his gaze seeing your figure leaning on the door frame while you waved your hand. Well, One thing he can admit is that your gaze showed honesty and complement with your words.

"Goodbye, (y/n)" The corner of his lips raised slightly and also raising his hand slightly in unison.

Now the two of you were in the center, where everything was decorated with lights, the kids running and playing, the food stalls, materials and even clothing were open and transmitted a kinder and less cold aura.

Your shawl covered your shoulders and a little of your chest, despite the beautiful visual field transmitted, the cold couldn't counteract it. The two of you walked almost in unison, seeing the whole place with the great radical change.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Jesper saw you when you started to speak, a lock of your hair slipped from your low ponytail, covering your face a little.

"Absolutely" A gawky voice came out of his lips but as he opened his eyes completely, you blinked three times in a row at his tone but you let out a laugh. "what was that tone, huh?" "What tone? I'm just talking as usual" Jesper stepped forward with a smile letting you a little far but without undoing your smile, you reached him.

The laughs couldn't go away, your eyes met almost as if a magnet was bringing them together again and again. Little snowflakes fell from the sky to land on your clothes, melting away as did immediate contact.

The lively music was starting to slow down but with a steady rhythm, couples were starting to get closer, sharing their warmth. Something that didn't escape Jesper's notice. For a moment he looked at you as you looked tenderly at the other couples, "It's all or nothing!" he thought.

"(Y/N) I..." You looked at him, he felt a piece of saliva slide with difficulty through his throat when he saw your face illuminated warmly by the lights, your eyes like stars shining when you saw him and your lips... oh your lips that he wanted a few months ago take. "You, Jesper?" you smiled.

Jesper looked sideways at the other couples and they all shared something in common, they were under mistletoe that served as decoration! He turned his attention back to you, taking your hands in his.

"I" smiled nervously. "You know that people say is that if two people really like each other, i mean, i'm not saying exactly us, right? But they say that if two people who, mainly like each other, stand under a mistletoe, have to kiss" he felt like his body heat increased in each word that he said.

"Jesper" Now it was you who took his hands in yours. "If you wanted to kiss me and confess you just had to tell me" he smiled and let out a little chuckle.

"Well, so that's a...?" He narrowed his eyes, playing a little. "A yes, postman"

You couldn't continue playing when you felt a hand briefly run along your jaw and cheek to the back of your neck with some hair caught in his fingers and the other on your waist, pushing your body gently against his and your lips merging with his. Something you could be thankful for at this moment, is that your consciousness was present, enough to be able to memorize his lips, his touch, his aroma, the moment.

"I told you, those were going to end up together" laughed in low Alva drinking hot chocolate, extending her hand to Moggens who handed her coins.

Coming back to the two of you, you both were so immersed in that kiss that you hadn't noticed that the other married couples had imitated the same thing as both of you: kissing under a mistletoe.

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masterlist! — marble hornets

requests are open!

Tim Wright

— general relationship headcanons fem!reader pre mh: here !

— general relationship headcanons fem!reader during and post mh: here !

Brian Thomas

coming soon!

Alex Kralie

coming soon!

Jay Merrick

coming soon!

[minikoko-a]

general relationship headcanons — tim wright x fem! reader during and post mh

angst to fluff, some marble hornets spoilers.

maybe i'll write the brian's version HEHEHEHE

merry xmas, beautiful people !! <3

pre mh here!

during marble hornets

you looked at your window, you felt your eyes heavy due to the newly rising rays of the sun that passed through your curtains. you had barely taken a few steps when you felt your throat burning, that damn cough again, you thought.

it had been a few years after that recording, Marble Hornets? you remembered that it was titled like that.

now you had a job, things weren't going bad but of course could have gone better.

but for some time now you started having an intense cough, nightmares and hallucinations. and not to mention the intense headaches!

and also that you have felt stalked by a person, making you move to another house.

you clearly remembered what it looked like, it was impossible to forget that white mask with black outlined eyes and black painted lips with a beige jacket.

at first you thought it was just a simple migraine, but it was happening every day and you were irritated for quite a while. and these symptoms were exactly the same as your ex-boyfriend.

oh your dear ex boyfriend, Tim Wright.

you don't remember exactly when his reserved, calm and sarcastic attitude had become more distant, to the point that weeks could go by him not answering a message.

but you understood it, you were supposed to know him.

you loved each other, supposedly. you trusted each other, supposedly. you were going to end up living together in a house happily married, supposedly.

it was hard to accept that everything had been a "supposedly" (or at least that's what you thought).

you felt like a heavy weight was concentrated on your chest, your breathing was difficult to come out and you felt a strong churning in your stomach.

meanwhile he, with a serious look but still keeping that protective character, had released those words that you never thought you would hear come out of his lips.

"we have to break up"

those words had taken your breath away. you felt your cheeks begin to soak with tears that flowed so freely, the feeling was so unexpected that you felt small spasms in your lungs, that hurt you and too much.

you were hating his words and he at that moment, how could he say that sentence and still have that protective aura? you didn't understand and, honestly, you didn't want to understand anymore.

"alright"

you said in a rather soft sobbing voice, watching as he looked at you for the last time, pressing his lips together and walking away from what the two of you once considered your home, your relationship.

the memory was bitter but your friends said you had to move on and you did it. you were in a relationship with someone else but ended up breaking up because, you're not going to lie, he's not him.

and also that you were doing the same thing as Tim to you.

even though your friends told you to drop the topic, something seemed strange to you. since those Marble Hornets recordings had started, everything changed for the worse.

Tim was already quiet and reserved, but as the days went by, his attitude became more erratic.

you remembered that he came home to your apartment/house quite angry, irritated and tired because "Alex was irritable, again". you managed to calm him down by letting him vent or simply by accompanying him to smoke.

although there came a point where the cigarette drove you dizzy, Tim was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the cigarette smoke inside his house was starting to make you like that.

you remember you were at his house, looking at him while he was smoking and talking but you started to cough. then, you went to the bathroom to wash your hands but you managed to see a yellow bottle peeking into the drawer, your curiosity was beginning to take over and before you could react Tim's grip on your arm couldn't make you even react, and anyway, for education you weren't going to do it.

you remember looking at him quite curiously and he was somewhat worried, agitated.

there you found out that Tim was hiding something, something that you told him he shouldn't feel the need to hide.

he explained it to you but didn't get to the core of it as such but still, you understood it.

he looked up and down, from his hands to your face.

you wondered what was eating away at him inside that kept him from getting straight to the point.

but there was only a sigh and a chaste kiss on your forehead.

"do you want to go out to eat something?"

he looked at you and again, you trusted him.

your relationship with Tim was warm but with some mysteries, that's what you concluded.

you took a sip of water trying to calm your burning throat, memories full of nostalgia invaded your head until the sound of the door knocking distracted you.

you hurried to the front door, grabbed the handle and opened it, revealing a pale boy wearing a cap.

"Jay? Oh hi, Jay!"

you and Jay met at the recordings, one of those occasions where Tim invited you to accompany him and Brian on the shoot.

you became friends and kept in contact.

but when you saw a figure that your consciousness and body recognized, you couldn't help but tense up.

but your smile never faded.

Jay was sitting on your couch, dark circles were under his eyes, you looked at him.

"i haven't seen you for a long time, you look... tired, to be honest" you said.

Jay looked at you laughing a little but his smile fell a little and he sighed, his gaze was tired but still had a hint of determination in it.

"we need your help" you looked at him strangely.

"who's "we"?" Jay placed his hand on a forearm, rubbing it a little. "Tim and i" you felt a great weight on your throat. "we have a lot of things to explain to you, but let Tim come in."

Both Jay and Tim explained to you how things were.

need to mention how angry you were?

also that Jay was quite uncomfortable because of the tense atmosphere between you and Tim.

but Tim was worse.

already exhausted and wanting to get this off you, you accepted, collaborating with them as much as you could.

btw, you communicated directly with Jay, never with Tim.

"hey jay, can you tell Tim if he needs this?" "yeah but why don't you tell him directly?" seen.

Tim wouldn't want to get close to you either.

he didn't want to hurt you anymore.

To be honest, the only way you guys talked was in a situation where The Operator was chasing Jay, Tim and you.

Jay managed to get away but when he realized that you two were not there with him, he went into total stress.

meanwhile you both...

well, you had a lot of things to say to each other.

"is he gone already?!" your voice was agitated, you swallowed large gulps of cold air that managed to irritate your throat and nose. "Tim!" Tim didn't say anything.

you let out a tired gasp, grabbing his wrist and pulling him along, urging him to continue running out of the forest.

and that grip managed to get him out of his trance.

you two thankfully escaped unharmed.

you threw yourself on your knees on the grass, trying to process what had happened.

again Tim felt like he hurt you again.

he involved you in this shit, more than you already were. that's what he thinks.

"Tim, are you ok?" and Tim felt so bad again.

he tried to protect you.

now you were sitting on a bench outside the park, the silence was suffocating but no one wanted to make a movement. the two of you looked at each other occasionally but then you gave yourself a mental facepalm, you were acting as you both were in your freshly 20s, but you couldn't deny that it brought a tender smile to your face with a heavy load of nostalgia.

"Tim, when we were together-"

"i never wanted to tell you because i didn't want to involve you, and in the end i did ".

you turned to look at him when you heard soft sobs, instinctively, you put your hand on his shoulder tilting your head a little. seeing him in this way, he didn't even need to tell you everything anymore, his tears were already telling you the whole story. "Tim, can i..." you said in a soft voice.

as your two gazes connected, you smiled softly at him. his eyes filled with tears again, damn he had missed you.

he nodded. you slowly placed your hand on his face, your thumb tracing a path on his cheeks wiping the tears gently.

now you understand.

a few days passed after that moment, Jay was grateful that the tension had dissolved between Tim and you.

the operator's effect was still there, but you tried to deal with it as best you could.

what no one could deny is that it seemed to begin a second chapter between the two of you.

there weren't even words or agreements, it was as if your glances had said the words "love me again, even though you always had me"

everything was going well, they were getting closer to Alex and of that hooded man, even finishing off that tall, faceless man once and for all!

maybe this nightmare was finally going to end... right?

you didn't remember anything, only that you were now in your house. the only thing that you remembered is you accompaning Jay to an abandoned building.

you tried to get out of your bed but stifled a moan, your leg was bandaged. in your blurry memories you tried to remember, but the only thing you could capture was that you were being carried by someone, someone with a kind of yellowish hoodie and the desperate yells of Tim exclaiming your name echoing.

desperately, you grabbed your phone, calling both Tim and Jay but there weren't any answers. the phone was now in the bed, somewhat far from your figure and tears started spilling, dropping and wetting your sheets.

you lost them.

you lost him.

post marble hornets

days passed and your leg was completely healed. boxes and more boxes were scattered around the living room, or well, what would soon be your old living room.

the decision had already been made, you wanted to get away from all, everything you had through was enough to make the decision to move away.

these past few days, a house on fire was on the news. you could recognize that house, it was Tim's house, your love. every moment you remembered him you drowned in more sadness, the opportunity of a second chance was between your fingers and like sand, it slipped through your palm and fingers.

you just had to wait for the moving men and you could go to your new home, the sickness was no longer so present. but suddenly, the sound of the door caught your attention, you thought it was a friend, you grabbed the handle and opened the door revealing the man behind.

"Tim!"

he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you to him, hugging you. "you are alive" you both said almost in unison.

you two moved together, far away from there.

the sickness began to gradually dissipate mutually.

Tim continued with his medication, and you were always there taking care of him and comforting him, although there were days where everything he had experienced came as a strong blow.

you both got a job!

you live in a small house, quite far from Rosswood park.

"stand by me" vibes

both keep photos of everyone, yes, even photos with Alex.

you understood that Alex was also a victim of The Operator.

you two got married! it was a small and private wedding.

now your relationship (or do i have to say marriage? wink) was much more honest, mature and with a lot of understanding.

after all, the worst is over.

[minikoko-a]

i want to make some general headcanons of a relationship with the proxies HEHEHEHE

AND OF COURSE MY GIRL KATE WILL BE INCLUDED

(btw, even though Tim and Brian are both in Marble Hornets and Creepypasta, i'll specify depending on whether i'm writing about MH or creepypasta!)

[minikoko-a]

general relationship headcanons — tim wright x fem!reader pre-mh

during and post mh here!

starting that Tim finds it difficult to have a bond with someone, if with a platonic one he has his challenges, now imagine with a romantic one!

and it's very probably that he either met you through Brian (extra points if you are his sister... i got an idea) or during the recording of Marble Hornets but since this is pre marble hornets, we'll go for the first one.

if you met through Brian...

if you met through Brian, it was a little easier for him to have a conversation with you, because Brian did his best to make sure that the three of you could talk without leaving anyone uncomfortably silent.

the three of you went out constantly, until little by little, you two began to start a conversation without looking for a topic by searching hard in your little heads.

first were more fluid conversations.

then you hang out more often.

and then one of you caught feelings.

most probably was you first.

"she fell first, but he fell harder" trope.

at this point, you were just thinking about when you had developed romantic feelings for Tim. for your other friends, he was a quiet, reserved and sarcastic guy, according to them, he was absolutely not your type! but hey, he has something that makes you feel your heart beat as crazy and honestly, you don't give a fuck what they say lol.

Brian knew it.

he knew it even before you had developed feelings for him.

get ready for the most teasing ever.

but at the end, he would be more than happy to help you figure out if your feelings are reciprocated.

Brian would be the third wheel but not in an awkward way, he would help you two always be together. in small details like, if the three of you are walking, he will be on the other side so that you are both walking side by side.

until one day, Tim asked Brian if you and he had something, obviously, Brian denied it and in the end he collected an important fact.

TIM ALSO LIKES YOU!

you considered just giving up on your desire to tell Tim that you have feelings for him, for fear that the friendship would fracture and hangouts would become awkward and strained. But you didn't expect to have that day that you once dreamed of, to have him in front of you, his jaw somewhat tense pronouncing those words that had you in heaven: "i like you"

although you confessed to each other, it was after a week that he officially asked you to be his partner.

"can i be your boyfriend?" his voice sounded so intimate, so honest, the intention and the feeling were genuine despite his reserved nature.

congratulations! you and Tim are a cute couple <3!

your dates would be simple but cozy, an outing to a restaurant or being in their respective houses/apartments cooking something delicious for both of you.

i feel like it took Tim a while to give you a kiss, you were the one who showed more physical affection but it wasn't something that bothered you.

but don't worry! his mainly love language is quality time and acts of service.

but when he kisses you, oh god! his kisses are slow but so real, could fall into passionate, emotional? kind of that type.

use honey, dear or a nickname of yours.

your relationship with Tim was going pretty well. the attention Tim gave you, the protection and his genuineness in his feelings towards you made you the happiest person in this whole place! he usually gives you some little things, like flowers, a necklace or things that he knew you liked. you didn't want to pressure him into kissing on the lips, sure there were kisses on the temple and cheek but that was it. you knew Tim, you knew that for him there had to be a certain time for him to be comfortable in doing some actions and it doesn't bother you.

but it was a day that you went up one more step.

you were both waiting for Brian to return, he had a project to give to a professor and he had told both of you to go ahead and wait for him at the exit. Tim was next to you, his cigarette smell made you dizzy, he started to get into the habit of not smoking around you, he recognized that the cigarette smell was strong and he doesn't want to hurt you.

you played with your hair somewhat bored, you raised your gaze meeting his, making your gaze soften. his fingers tangled in your hair sending a tickle down your stomach that wasn't bad, a smile began to curve on your lips

"honey, can i..."

his voice sounded somewhat nervous but didn't tremble, you confidently took his cheeks, feeling his freshly cut beard in your hands, bringing both of your faces closer, cutting the distance and sealing it with a soft kiss.

the kiss escalated into one still slowly but with more contact from the two until a fake cough made your lips break the union, looking where it came from it was Brian with a smile.

there was a day where you were waiting for Brian and Tim. you remember that Brian had said something about a project that a friend of his wanted to do and he needed actors, since you had left your classes a little late Tim accompanied him.

a while had passed and you saw their two figures approaching the exit, Tim's gaze was tired and Brian raised his hand a little when he saw you from afar, corresponding to his sign, you did the same.

as Tim set his gaze on you, he smiled softly, seeing you brought him calm and warmth, he didn't want to lose you, he really didn't.

he was so grateful to have you as his partner, so much that it would hurt him that this so genuine, so... warm would end, but that won't happen and not soon, right?

[minikoko-a]

The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

[minikoko-a]

MASKY NOOOOOO TURN AROUND

[minikoko-a]

Hiiii !!

hi!! i'm koko ♡

english isn't my first language but i'll do my best!! 💗⭐

this post will be to give my do and don't and what i write for ^^

DO !! ⭐

fluff

some mature topics

mostly fem reader (and also latina!reader)

angst

DON'T !! ⭐

smut (yet)

age gap

male! reader (except when it's Jay Merrick!)

incest

and i think that's it, for now.

THIS ONLY APPLIES WITH OLDER CHARACTERS! : about the sexual content, i can write mentions but not go directly into the topic (while i take courage to write smut without failing in the attempt HAHAHA and also that i feel comfortable writing it)

⭐ I WRITE FOR:

Spiderman (ATSV)

masterlist (coming soon)

Hobie Brown

Miles Morales (earth 1610)

Gwen Stacy

Miguel O'Hara

The Spot

Tokyo Revengers

masterlist (coming soon)

Baji Keisuke

Manjiro Sano (Mikey)

Ryuguji Ken (Draken)

Takashi Mitsuya

Rindou Haitani

Ran Haitani

Yuzuha Shiba

Kawaragi Senju

Chifuyu Matsuno

Hanagaki Takemichi

Emma Sano

One Piece

masterlist (coming soon)

Luffy

Zoro

Sanji

Robin

Nami

Ussop

Marble Hornets

masterlist

Alex Kralie

Jay Merrick

Tim Wright

Brian Thomas

Jessica

Creepypasta

masterlist (coming soon)

Ticci Toby

Tim Wright/Masky

Brian Thomas/Hoodie

Kate The Chaser

Nina The Killer

Jeff The Killer

Bloody Painter

X-Virus

Jane The Killer

Eyeless Jack

TMNT (Bayverse, Rise!, 2012! MM!)

masterlist (coming soon)

Donatello

Raphael

Leonardo

Michaelangelo

Klaus (2019)

masterlist

Jesper Johansson

Klaus

Alva

Mogens

Arcane

masterlist (coming soon)

Vi

Jinx

Ekko

Caitlyn

Sevika

Ambessa

Mel

Jayce

Viktor

i may add more but for now are just these.

Requests are open !! (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

but i only ask for two things:

having read my do's and my don't's

be respectful and patient

it also depends a lot on what you request! ^^

For now that's all, i hope you enjoy my writings!!

kisses and hugs! 💗⭐