#Angels of death x reader

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Gonna be writing for my less talked about anime and manga babes maybe even cartoons and other media think of this of a master list of sorts. I will have characters from well known media in here but l it will just be about those characters because we don't get much exclusive material about our boys and possibly girls, they them's as well won't be excluded.

Characters/Shows/ Games/ Media etc... like:

- Shino Aburame - Naruto

- Jack the Ripper - Black Clover

- Characters in General - Hajime no Ippo

- Decim - Death Parade

- Garry - Ib

- Micah Yujin - ERROR143

- Cove - Our Life

- Sal - Sally face

Don't be shy to make a request I do prefer that you don’t it anonymous so that I can tag you maybe even become friends!

I’m not saying that I will exclusively make content for that purpose, but I will make a lot of my content based off of that since I cannot find that type of content!

I’m almost willing to write for every fandom and every character. If I’ve not watched the show or consumed the media, I’ll try my best to do research on it! Or even watch the show or consume media. Who knows I just might find my new hyper fixation!

Updates: I ALSO WRITE FOR POC PEOPLE & I WANTED EVERYONE TO KNOW THAT AS ONE SO DON’T BE SHY.

English isn’t my first languages guys so there might be a lot of typos.

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Toxic Fan Culture

Pairing: Isaac Foster x Reader

Summary: The infamous serial killer, Isaac Foster, meets someone akin to a fan that would love nothing more than to please their idol.

Disclaimer: Minors DNI

Warnings: mentions of violence, cursing, blowjob, unprotected sex, rough sex, creampie

Word Count: 2.4k

You’ve been down here for days. Weeks? Maybe even months. You weren’t sure. Not getting a beam of sunlight or a breath of fresh air made the days blur together. You didn’t mind though. As long as you were with him it didn’t bother you. You’d heard of him before, everyone had. The rumors of the laughing reaper spread like wildfire. The infamous Isaac Foster. It came as a shock to everyone when the killings ceased, it seemed like he had just up and vanished. Who would’ve thought that all this time he was hiding in the basement of a chapel?

You always wondered what happened to him. You’d walk down dark sketchy alleyways just to see if he’d pop out and grab you. Ever since you were a child you knew to keep your morbid fascinations to yourself. Having been on the receiving end of many distasteful stares as you shared your analyses about different serial killers and what went on in their minds. That paired with your constant, abnormal, state of arousal branded you as a ‘freak’.

Personally, you thought you were completely normal. After all, you’d been this way for as long as you could remember. What else were you supposed to think? Perhaps you watched one too many horror movies as a kid. Or maybe you were just born with a few screws loose. The only downside was that he found you as off-putting and disturbing as everyone else did.

Zack thought you were insane. Normally the sacrifices were terrified from the moment they stepped a foot onto his floor. And rightfully so, being abducted and waking up in an elevator lowering down to a basement that looked like an escape room brought to life.

You were the one exception. Either you were good at hiding your terror or you truly weren’t afraid in the slightest, waltzing out of the elevator as calm and collected as you could be. But that was about to change.

Unbeknownst to you he’d been stalking you as you made your way through his killing grounds, waiting for the right moment to reveal himself. He quickly grew bored of your blank face and hid inside a boarded-up alleyway, listening to the sound of your footsteps getting louder the closer you got. When he heard you on the other side he swung his scythe. Cutting through the boards and almost killing you right then and there.

Your eyes were wide, mouth agape, as you watched the bandaged monster step out of the alley, wooden shards crunching beneath his boots. It was the way he psychotically laughed at your shocked expression that tipped you off.

In your starstruck daze, you reached out to touch him, asking, “You’re Isaac Foster right?”

He pushed you away, suddenly being reminded of an encounter he had similar to this one. A woman reaching out a shaky hand, trying to seduce him into letting her go. Her facade crumbled to dust immediately when he rejected her advances. Although being lied to left a sour taste in his mouth, he couldn’t deny how gratifying it was to cut her up into pieces. And soon your body would be sliced open as you cry and scream for him to stop just like she did.

“I’ll give you till the count of three to run,” he started his usual spiel, holding up three fingers for emphasis. “One.” You just stared at him. Poor thing, he thought sadistically, you must be frozen in fear. “Two.” He raised his scythe. “Three.” You were hit by a gust of wind as the blade cut through the air, stopping only millimeters away from your neck.

“Huh?” His excitement vanished, replaced by confusion. “Why the hell aren’t you runnin’?”

“Hey.” Your fingers grazed the blade, lowering it from your neck as you stared at the man in front of you in awe, “How long have you been hiding down here? And what exactly is this place? Are there more serial killers in this building or just you?”

Frustrated by your curiosity, he threatened to hurt you. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t deter you from asking him anything and everything you could think of. His first instinct was to kill you, especially with that giddy look on your face, but the way you looked at him gave him the creeps.

So he ended up letting you live. It was the same old song and dance every day since then. He would distance himself from you while you constantly pursued him, sometimes even romantically. God, the thought made him want to vomit. How sick in the head were you to want to have a fling with a literal serial killer? Regardless, he had to get rid of you soon or he was gonna lose his mind even more than he already had.

He was lounging on the couch in his room, trying to get some rest when he heard the door open. He groaned, “What now?”

When you didn’t answer he turned his head to look at you. His body went stiff at the sight of you. You hid behind the doorway as you peeked inside the room. Your body was trembling, short breaths escaping your parted lips. You looked terrified. You gasped as your eyes met his and you took off. Almost as if he was possessed, he quickly grabbed his scythe and ran after you.

Adrenaline pumping through his veins, his laugh bouncing off the walls, as he chased you through his floor. You disappeared into the room at the end of the hall and closed the door behind you. Zack slammed his shoulder into the door, nearly knocking it off the hinges. He paused as he entered the room. You didn’t try to run or hide. You just stood there with that fearful expression, batting your eyelashes as you spoke, “Please don’t kill me, sir. I’ll do anything.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” As his head cleared, he realized what you were doing. He gripped the handle of his scythe in anger. “You were faking it?”

“It was the only way to get you to pay attention to me,” you said.

He was seething as you approached him. You shoved him, catching him off guard as his back hit the wall. “Hey!”

“You have a scythe,” you pointed out, pressing your body up against his. “You can stop me if you really want to.”

Zack’s eyes never left you as you leaned in to kiss his lips. He watched you for a moment, not moving a muscle. He didn’t know why he was letting this happen, anyone else would be a red splatter on the pavement. If it weren’t for his pride he might’ve been able to entertain the idea that maybe he enjoyed the way you looked at him. Your eyes filled with adoration like he was your idol, desperate for his attention. Even now, when you touched him you were as gentle as could be, not wanting to hurt him.

Lids fluttering shut, he began to move his lips against yours. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as he kissed back. You hummed in contentment and stood on your toes. The kiss heated up quickly with both of you releasing your pent-up tension. He craned his neck, trying to keep up with you. His hood fell to his shoulders as you ran your hands through his hair. You gasped into each other's mouths for oxygen. He flinched away when he felt your tongue graze his lips.

Looking up at him, you could see the hint of arousal in his heterochromia eyes. Being desired by him made you feel like you were on top of the world. You dropped to your knees and began undoing his pants.

“What are you doing?” he asked, not bothering to stop you.

“Sucking your dick.” You pulled his pants down just enough for his hard cock to spring out. You teased, “Are you always hard when you kill or is this just for me?”

“Shut up,” he spat through gritted teeth as he anxiously awaited your next move.

You kissed from the base of his cock to the tip before taking it into your mouth. “Shit!” The loud clang of the scythe hitting the ground echoed through the room. He fought off a moan, your mouth felt so good. Hollowing your cheeks, you bobbed your head, stroking what you couldn’t fit in your mouth with your hand.

You felt him brush his fingers against your shoulder, not sure where to put his hands. You halted your movements and swirled your tongue around the tip as you grabbed his wrist. You placed his hand on the back of your head, helping him nudge you forward. He quickly picked up on what you were trying to tell him and pushed your head down his cock. He tried to get your lips all the way down to the base, relishing in the sound of you gagging on his dick.

“Fuck.” The tears pooling in your eyes as he violated your throat was doing more for him than it should have. You held eye contact with him as tears ran down your cheeks. You reached a hand up to grab his hip, trying to pull him towards you. He thrusted into your mouth, tangling his bandaged fingers in your hair to get better control of your head. You allowed him to go as fast as he wanted, taking all he had to give. Of course, with Zack being Zack, he set a brutal pace.

Saliva ran down your chin as he violently fucked your face, aggressive grunts and groans leaving his mouth. You gripped his thigh when he shoved his entire cock down your throat, breathing through your nose so you didn’t suffocate. You went to touch his balls but it wasn’t needed, the vibrations from you choking on his cock was enough. Both of his hands held you in place as his salty cum flooded your mouth.

You slurped it down and pulled off his cock, noticing that it was still hard. When you got back on your feet he beat you to the punch. With his hand cradling your face, he pulled you into a deep kiss that had your knees going weak. He lifted you by your thighs and you wrapped your legs around his waist. Without breaking the kiss he walked back to his room and threw you down on the couch.

As you both quickly undressed he warned, “I’ve never really…”

“It’s fine.” You threw your clothes on the ground and stood up. “Just lay down and I’ll guide you through it.”

Zack laid on the couch, completely bare except for the bandages wrapped around his body, and you climbed on top of him. You grabbed his cock, rubbing the tip against your slick pussy. “Ready?”

“Yeah,” he nodded.

You slowly sunk down on his cock until every inch of his was inside you. The air left Zack’s lungs, his jaw dropping at the sensation of your pussy sucking him in. A stunned expression adorning his face, you asked, “You okay?”

He squirmed beneath you, adjusting to the new feeling. “It’s so warm.”

You smiled, placing your hands on his chest and rolling your hips. Zack tried to hold back from cumming right then. In an attempt to distract himself from your velvety walls massaging him, he teased you just as you had done to him, “Do you fuck all serial killers you come across or is it just me?”

Knowing what he was doing, you answered, “Just you,” and began to bounce on his cock. “Damn it.” He knew he wasn't going to last long. Throwing his head back, he tried not to watch your boobs bounce as you fucked yourself on his cock. But you weren’t gonna make it easy for him. “You wanna feel ‘em?” You placed his hand on your breast and, unable to resist, he groped and kneaded your boob. His other hand traced up your voluptuous curves, taking note of how soft your skin was compared to his burned flesh.

“Ah, Zack!” you moaned, reaching down to rub your clit. Your walls clenched around him as his hips bucked into you, hitting your sweet spot. “Keep doing that.”

His hands found their way to your waist, helping you rock back and form as he thrusted up into your warm, wet, cunt. “Just like that.” Feeling his cock twitch inside you and the growls that left his throat, you knew he was close. So you raced to get yourself to the edge before he reached it himself. But honestly, it wasn’t all that hard. As inexperienced as he was, he was still so fucking sexy. And the way he manhandled you earlier left your skin burning with desire.

“Harder.” His nails dug into your flesh, bracing you for what was to come. He pounded his cock into you, leaving you breathless as he used you for his own pleasure. Your moans became irregular and choked up at the feel of his erratic thrust hitting deep inside you. You gasped, body convulsing as your orgasm rippled through you. He gave you one last powerful thrust before emptying his balls deep inside you.

As he lowered his hips, you kept yourself steady by leaning your hands on his torso. “That was amazing.” Zack hummed in response, trying to catch his breath. He was shocked by your next words, “You wanna go another round?”

“You can’t wait five minutes before your tryin’ to bang me again?!” he asked, his cock was still sensitive from your previous activities.

“I just love sex,” you shrugged. “If you could kill people all day then wouldn’t you?”

“Duh,” he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Well that's what it's like with me,” you explained, “just with sex instead of murder.”

He frowned at your flushed face as he contemplated it in his head. Damn you, he thought, you were still looking at him with that loving expression. Sighing, he said, “Give me ten minutes and we can go again.”

“Yay!” you cheered.

You grabbed a blanket that was hanging off of the armrest and used it to cover you both. Zack grimaced when you placed sweet kisses on his chest. “The hell are you doing that for?”

“I’m giving you affection.” You cuddled into him, looking up at him with big doe eyes.

“Gross.” He closed his eyes, letting you hold him close as you both rested. Maybe keeping you around for a while wouldn’t be such a bad idea. “Do it again.”

[okchijt]

could you do an yandere alphabet with zack foster? thanks <3

Author's Note: Thank you so much Anon for the request! I actually finished both the manga, the game, and the anime not too long ago, so I hope I do a good job here! Zack is one of my favorite anime characters so I hope I do him justice or else this will be embarrassing 😅 And lastly, go ahead and check out my masterlist if you like what you just read and if you want to request anything yourself, thank you and enjoy! ❤

Issac "Zack" Foster -> Yandere Alphabet

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

Zack has never felt the urge to show affection to anyone, nor did he ever receive it. The subject is foreign to him so he never even thought about it, that is until he met you. Surprisingly affection from Zack is delicate at first, viewing you as some fragile object that he can easily break, making him gentle with you at first. As your relationship grows he will become more desperate and intense, no longer holding you as gently as before. He'll press you hard against his chest as he entangles you in his limbs, hiding you away from the world, enjoying having you all to himself.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

Is that even a question nobody knows the answer to? He obviously will, before he met you he was always bloody, and during a relationship with you he will continue to get messy if he wants/needs to. Especially now that Zack has you he might even seek it out more, wanting to eliminate the competition immediately.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Maybe, the most Zack will do is whine about you being too loud for him and to "shut up". However, the more you keep your act up the more irritated he gets and besides raising his voice at you he might start mocking you just to enforce the point that if you don't settle down, things will only get worse.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Depends. If it's NSFW stuff, then that's a no. Everything else is essentially fair game though. Zack's gonna force you to do a lot of things if it's for the sake of your health even if you don't want to out of rebellion. You will be forced to eat, wash, clothe yourself, etc. Zack doesn't want you dying on him, so you ain't getting out of this one unwillingly. The same can be said with affection, there is no way you're strong enough to push him away so if Zack wants to hold you or kiss you, he will. Doesn't matter how hard you manage to fight back, you're his and he will eventually get his way.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Never, Zack won't dare to show you even a lick of weakness to you. Maybe while he's sleeping you'll catch him mumbling about something in his past, but that's all you're gonna get because you'll never hear or witness being vulnerable willingly.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

He'd find it slightly amusing at first, before quickly changing his mind seeing that you're being serious and telling you to knock it off. Even though Zack is a big strong guy, he would never use his strength to hurt you. Instead, if you continue to dismiss his orders he'll either lock you somewhere to come down and keep you there until you do or physically hold you down or against something until your tantrum is over, all the while telling you to calm down.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

No. Zack only plays games with his victims, but you're not prey to him, you are much more than that. Nothing makes Zack angrier than you getting away from him, he'll instantly go berserk, destroying everything in his path just to get you back, and he won't stop until that happens. Once he has you back he'd lock you up somewhere for as long as it takes him to calm down, which we all know will take hours if not days for Zack to do so. Making you rethink each time if escape is really worth it cause even after calming down he'll be harsher to you than usual, and that won't be fun either. Though that will pass with time too.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Witnessing him slaughter people. Zack doesn't really care if you see him commit the crime or not, he doesn't think it's that big of a deal, at least for him. Zack would be so confused upon witnessing your horror over the situation, he doesn't get it and then is massively insensitive about it, making you even more terrified of him and his lack of human compassion and morality.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Definitely not marriage or kids, because let's face it, with him being a killer and his immaturity, none of those things are logically happening, he won't even consider them. All Zack wants is to just have you with him by his side forever, that's all he needs.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

Indeed he does. When Zack is jealous he lashes out at the person who made him feel this way. You're his and he won't let anybody take you away from him. Zack somehow becomes even more angry and violent when jealous, how dare someone try to take you away from him he will make sure their death will be as painful as possible. Once he is done with his tantrum, Zack will act cold but possessive with you. He'd barely speak to you and only curse under his breath as he holds you in any way possible, reminding himself and you about who you actually belong to.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Honestly, Zack would act as his normal usual self around you. The only difference is his lack of urge to harm you in any way, instead wanting to keep you safe and sheltered from the world. There's also his overprotectiveness of you, you come first in any situation so Zack will go overboard for you every time just to keep you safe. You can argue he'd be the same as with Rachel, the difference being that anything involving you is taken by Zack 100% even more seriously. Heck, he'd even try his hand at being nicer and gentler with you because of how much you matter to him. Other than everything that involves you, he's still the same old Zack.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Zack doesn't even think of a plan about how to approach you, he'd approach you like any other victim of his, but with the lack of trying to kill you of course. Even if you try to run Zack will catch up and try one last time to be "nice" and "patient" with you, wanting you to come with him willingly as that would be easier for him. If you still refuse, understandably so, Zack will either knock you out or forcefully drag you to his hiding spot/where he lives and no amount of screaming or protesting will get you out of this one.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not at all. Like I said before, outside of a few differences, especially with the ones involving you, Zack acts exactly the same. He's just more gentler and caring towards you compared to other people. But like I said, there's barely any difference between his normal self and his yandere self.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

The only punishment you'd ever get is isolation or more rights being taken away. Zack would never physically harm you, so he'd use other methods to reinforce the point that you are punished. As mentioned before, Zack will lock you away inside an empty room for as long as it takes for him to calm down or feel like you've learned your lesson. When it comes to rights, Zack will just limit the amount of freedom you had before or will take stuff away from you for a period of time that keeps you entertained. He'd discipline you as if you were a child, and even though that may feel dehumanizing, it's not Zack's outright intent to make you feel that way. It's just his only way of punishing you without actually laying his hands/weapon on you.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

Only the ones that personally threaten, Zack. For example, never go anywhere without him near you. No weapons near you are allowed, for your safety and his. The only human contact as well as interaction is with him only, nobody is allowed to be as close to you as he is, the only exception is Rachel. Basically, the only rights that are taken away from you or are at least limited are the ones where you would have a chance of escaping or hurting Zack, other than that Zack doesn't care how you spend your time. As long as you aren't going against his rules he's fine.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Zack is not a patient person, at all, I think we all know that. That being said, when it comes to you he tries his best to be more patient. Sure at some point he will snap and throw a little tantrum, but he'll be far more careful about it than with anyone else, always keeping in mind not to accidentally hurt you. He'd try to be gentle with his yelling at you, trying not to be as harsh as he usually would be with everyone else, but even that's hard for him. Only for you does he try to be somewhat nicer even when he's being mean.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

Not sure, it depends on the scenario. If you somehow escaped him then be prepared to be forever on the run cause he is coming. You have been claimed by Zack as his and that means no matter where you go he's right behind you. Zack would never give up in trying to find you, he'd destroy everything and everyone in his path if he had to, anything to have you by his side again. But if you die, Zack would completely shut himself out emotionally, he'd be a sad shell of his former self. Forever angry and miserable, he would not be able to move on from that, only becoming even worse and more violent of a killer, wanting the world to feel his anger by slaughtering people because that's all Zack would have left. He'd add couples to his list of people he would kill, the sight of happy couples too much for him to handle after losing you. After all, if he can't have you, then nobody else can have that form of happiness that was taken away from him.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

Nope! Guilt and Zack? Never! There is no guilt or even a thought of ever letting you go in his head, ever. It's not like Zack thinks he's justified or that he's doing the right thing, but there's no way in hell that will stop him from having you if that's what he wants. As far as Zack's concerned your place belongs with him and that alone is enough for him to not think twice about taking you.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Curiosity is definitely a part of it. At first, you were supposed to be another one of his victims, but as he stalked you, observed your actions, and got to see your personality and how attractive you were. Zack didn't even mind your smile, heck, you could even say he liked it! It all frustrated him so much, that he could not understand this feeling! The longer he followed you the less he found himself wanting to kill you, but to keep you. So every day he would find you by chance just to watch you, to understand why you gave him this annoying sting in his chest. Zack was so scared and angry for feeling this way for you at first, it made him feel so weak. All he could think about was having you, and that's what ultimately pushed him into making you his whether you wanted to or not.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

Seeing and hearing you so vulnerable gives Zack an unwanted sting in his chest. He feels both irritated and worried, just wanting you to stop and calm down. At first, Zack would ignore you, thinking you'll get it out of your system without his help, but the longer you go on the more he feels does annoying emotions. He'd finally snap and tell you to stop, his tone and words harsh but his actions the absolute opposite, gentle and sweet. Pulling you into his arms as he continues to tell you to shut it as he pats your head and runs his other arm up and down your back, in an attempt to soothe you. He'll stay like that with you as long as it takes for you to calm down, absolutely giving you mixed signals unintentionally with his opposite intentions of helping you.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Zack will still happily kill people even if they're not in his way in regards to you. Whereas most other yandere's kill out of necessity for their darling, Zack doesn't need that type of excuse and just kills whenever he pleases, even if it doesn't involve you in the slightest.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

His immense anger. When Zack enters his temper tantrum, he always makes sure not to be in your vicinity to not accidentally hurt you. You can use that time to escape, but like I said before, Zack will eventually catch on that you're gone and will immediately run after you. No matter how far or long you run, he will always catch up to you and bring you back.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

Not on purpose. Zack would never hurt you physically, but even though he never intends to hurt you emotionally, he does it sometimes without even realizing it. He may raise his voice at you and use harsh words a lot, this man has no filter and is still learning what isn't offensive or is sensitive for you so he may make you cry or angry sometimes without meaning to.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

I don't think there would be any worship in the relationship. He's not that obsessed with you to actually worship you. Zack loves you on a yandere level, sure, but he won't kiss the ground you walk on, he'd just treat you with more care than a normal person, is all.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

As established before, Zack is not a patient man by any means and will at most take him a few days to a week before he snaps and just takes you. The fact he just doesn't take you immediately says something because it means he wanted to study you first to understand this strange feeling you make him feel. Wanting to figure out first if it's just him wanting to kill you, or a new unknown feeling entirely.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

Not on purpose. Zack would never intend to actually do that, but I can see that happening, depending on how well your mental health will handle the situation of being, loved by an obsessive killer that kills on the regular while having him and maybe Rachel as the only human contact you can get with a poor living situation. So it depends on the person, but I feel like most people would not be able to handle something like this after a while if not immediately, and break.

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[bakugokemkatsuki]

Zack (Isaac) Foster X Reader

**Warning(s): mentions of night terrors and bad pasts

**Reader GN/F/M

**Genre: Comfort/Fluff

The manic laughter echoed through your head. The look of insanity on his face the emotionless look in his eyes. He’s running toward you scythe out ready to cut you. You jolted up right in your bed. Sweat beading down your face. Your heart was beating what felt like a million miles a second. The light on the nightstand turned on as your boyfriend sat up in bed. He pulled you in close and held you. “Another night terror? It’s okay. We’re out of that place now and I’m here. I love you. You’re safe.” You and your boyfriend had escaped from that place but not without a lot of trials. One included watching your boyfriend almost ascend into madness, the madness you’d worked to overcome together. You knew he loved you, you knew the man you saw that day wasn’t your boyfriend but the nightmares still remained. After a few minutes more of him holding you whispering sweet nothing to you, you both curled up and went back to sleep.

**Might make a horror version of this as well.** sorry for errors I wrote this at midnight. NOT proofread**

[inkstainedpages]

alright, so, I’m actually sorta nervous to ask this but-

Can I request Zack from Angels of Death with an S/O like Wanderer/Scaramouche from Genshin?

Can this is before he met Ray, like he was killing people and then the S/O comes and sees this and only looks curious and so they approach Zack, who’s looking at them confused.

I don’t know much of what I’m expecting, which is why I’m asking you of this. If you don’t want to, you don’t have to, I just randomly thought of this and didn’t know where to go with this.

(though, if you do end up doing this request, maybe add some headcanons of how they go into a relationship and how it works-please???)

OhmyGod I'm so so sorry I haven't been active on this account broski

Also I'm gonna split this in two parts,The first when they meet reader is more like scara,and when they get closer into a relationship reader becomes more like wanderer.I hope you liek this

Zack Foster (Angels of Death)

x Scaramouche (Genshin) GN!Reader

How you first met~✩

"What are you doing?"

Your voice was loud and your head was held high.Your stare was blank and straight as your gaze pierced through his wide eyes.

His clothes were stained of blood,and so were his hands.Bloody corpses laid by his feet.He turned around fully to face you properly with a maniacal grin.

"What?do you want to be next?"

You furrowed your brows at him,taking a few steps closer to him.You came to a halt at your feet were by the pooling blood of his victims.

You hummed,looking down at the fallen below you.

"Why must you have to let them endure such suffering before you end them completely?"

Your calmness and stoic expression put him off,not really all that shocking to him since he's seen a few people come and try to intimidate him.But they mostly back off,scrambling away as soon as he starts threatening them.

He could sense the fear coming from them even from the start,

But you

You didn't emit any sort of feeling.

No fear,no disgust,not even warmth.

He wondered if you even have emotion like a normal human,if you could truly feel remorse for the corpses laid Infront of you.

"Because they deserve it"

He simply said,in reality,he didn't know.He didn't know why he enjoyed seeing others in pain.He couldn't understand himself.And he didn't seem to want to.

He wanted to understand you before he could understand himself.

"oh?why do you say so? What have they done?"

He fell silent.Staring at you with dark eyes.Eyes that weren't able to shut and let him sleep for days.

He walked off,walking pass you and the bodies.But you quickly stood back up to come after him.

You were quite the persistent one,even when he told you multiple times to back off or mind your own business.You just kept bugging.

"Go to hell with your endless questions"

"But I really must know,you intrigued me very muc-"

"Go away already,won't ya?"

"no thank you.As I was sayi-"

He couldn't escape you at this point,and in all honesty,he really didn't want to.With every passing stupid question you asked,you peaked his curiosity more and more.Until he stopped shooing you away like a fly.

And before you knew it,you got to know each other more,even daring to say you became something near friends.He would never admit to that,of course.

Zack Foster (Angels of Death) x Wanderer (Genshin) GN!reader

Relationship Headcannons~✩

You tend to show much more emotion now that you've became closer

He might not admit he may have catched feelings for you (he never will)

There's only been a few moments of you genuinely smiling at him.And his brain photographed each memory.

Speaking of how he'll never admit his feelings for you,you'll have to be the one who confesses and he'll just go "yeah I liked you too"

If you actually get into a relationship with him,all I can saw is good luck

He's a lot more rowdy now,his ego got boosted 3x since you actually liked him back.He's got a new feat to shove in other people's faces now.

Sometimes you'd have to stop him from going on crazy killing rampages.You don't really care much about the fact he's a psychotic serial killer,but it concerns you how he can go on gove on the same day.

Your now boyfriend needs serious help

Honestly you both do

Your tired already but are willing to get even more tired for his sake

Either way he's protective over you and isn't a big fan of PDA.

Maybe the occasional hug and kiss on the cheek but it doesn't go more than that.

Behind closed doors,he's hella clingy.

Sometimes,he won't even let go.

Maybe he got a bit too attached..

[universallychaoticpan]

Hey! Can I request some comfort/fluff with Isaac foster and a transmale reader going through a PTSD episode related to a fire? If not just some issac and transmale reader fluff please -🐍

I'm sorry if this isn't entirely what you were expecting, but I hope you enjoy this attempt to get back into writing- and thank you always for your patience and support.

Issac was not comforting by nature.

It simply wasn't who he was. Any reasonable person could see why- abused, left alone in the world, seen as a monster...well, there was not short list of reasons why he was the way he was.

But that didn't mean he didn't care.

Actually, despite how much it enraged him at times, despite how annoying it was, he cared about you.

You were...tolerable. Yeah. Tolerable. Between you, the creepy doctor, and the little necrophiliac, he'd pick you every time. He liked you- you could make him laugh, you went along with and stoked his 'creative flare' (which most of the time meant being creepy little shits together.) But he liked you a lot; as much as he might like too, he couldn't deny that.

He knew you better than anyone. Given the limited company you both kept, the competition wasn't exactly stiff, but hey, it had to count for something. It had taken him months to remember things like your favorite color or foods, but one thing he never forgot was that you were like him:

Fire was the one thing that could stop you cold in your tracks.

Now, he never asked too many questions about it. It was another thing he appreciated about you: the two of you had an odd understanding that stories were hard. The past was painful enough without dredging it up all the time, so the two of you never felt the need or desire to dig too deep. He didn't know why you hated fire- he didn't need to know.

All he knew was that the one person in the world he could admit to caring for was staring off into space with glassy eyes so far away, you could've been in another universe entirely.

Isaac Foster was not comforting by nature, but sometimes he wished he was, if only for your sake.

He didn't have the words to comfort you; there was nothing he could say that would bring you back to earth. But he stayed with you as you sat in the grimy hallways of the nightmarish complex you called home, stayed close, scythe nearby in a constant promise of protection. He would protect you- he had your back. You knew that just like you knew your name, your real name, or that the sky was blue the last day you'd seen it. He stayed with you and you were grateful- it really was simple as that at times. He brushed soot and ash from your cropped hair, muttering about needing to cut your hair again soon. He talked to himself, filling the silence, never once forcing you to pick up the silences. Issac did what no one in your life did before him- he stayed.

Issac Foster was not a comforting person by nature. But when he looked at your sleeping face, finally peaceful, he wondered if he could ever be something different.

He wondered if he could change if it was for you.

[hail-ey-m]

є∂ωαя∂ мαѕση--ℓєƒт συт

Relationship: Romantic

!!TW: None!!

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

Y/n

Hi! I've been meaning to send you at least one letter a day so we can keep in close contact but I was very busy yesterday so sorry about that!

Anyways, I thought a lot about what you wrote in your last letter, and I'm glad to know you trust me enough to confide in me with your troubles.

From what I understand, you feel as if you are being left out? I'm very sorry to hear that, and I want you to know that no matter what, you will always have me.

Even if it feels like nobody else in the world wants to include you, that's their loss! I can speak from experience, you are an amazing person and I'm so glad to have met you.

I also want you to know that in no way are you alone. I know when things get rough it's easy to feel that way, but I will always be here for you.

I think I count as someone, right?

I understand how it feels, being afraid to lose someone. I know it all too well actually. Because the person I am afraid of losing is you. 

So just... keep that in mind for future reference, k? :)

Love,

Eddie ♡

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

© 2023 Shiggy | All Rights Reserved | No portion of this work may be used or adapted in any way without the author's explicit consent.

[junkratswifey]

can you please write Daniel Dickens x trans male reader smut, could you also please make reader the dominant one? Thank you

DANNY????? UHHH, YEAHHH???

Also idk if you meant before or after bottom surgery, so I'm doing after just that way I don't confuse myself if I continue editing while I'm high/drunk 😭

Uhhh like not really warnings but "containing": Praise, degrading, begging, crying, swearing, usage of "slvt"

Danny exhaled deeply, his face a beautiful shade of red. Y/N gently touched him, teasing every inch of him.

"Y–Y/N.."

"Yes, Danny?"

He put his fist near his mouth, biting it. He whimpered muffled swears. "Please..."

Y/N bit his lip, smirking.

"Please, f..uck me.."

Y/N chuckled quietly in a deep tone. "Is that what you want?"

Danny nodded, putting his fist down whilst panting like a dog.

"Are you gonna be a good boy for me?"

Danny nodded, slight whimpers of "mhm" coming out of his mouth.

"Do you wanna beg for it, my sweet, stupid, slutty doctor?"

Danny moaned loudly. He was a sucker for being degraded, and Y/N knew it.

"Yes...yes, please! Please, f-fuck me! Please, please!!"

Y/N stopped smiling. "What's my name?"

Danny bit his lip, "Haa, ah, M-Master...please! I'll be a good boy, such a good boy for you, please!"

Y/N gently stroked Danny's hair, slowly removing both of their clothes.

Danny groaned as Y/N's hot breath grazed his neck.

He repeated, "Please, please, please," over and over while his mouth turned dry.

Y/N smiled, kissing his neck. "Look at you down here. Are you really that turned on?"

Danny didn't reply.

"I asked you a question," Y/N said, demandingly.

Danny nodded. "Yes-Y-yes, p-please..."

Y/N carefully slid his hand down Danny's stomach, pausing right before his waist.

"Wh-what are you..doing?"

"Beg," Y/N said, his eyes filled with pure lust.

Danny's eyes began to well up with tears. "P-please!! I can't beg a-anymore! Please just, use your h-hand...haah..."

Y/N smiled, finally moving down.

IM SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGER I WANNA LEAVE IT TO YOUR IMAGINATION

[skelletonscloset]

ೃ࿐ fandom list ೃ࿐

༊*·˚anime

: ̗̀➛ Demon Slayer

: ̗̀➛ Fruits Basket

: ̗̀➛ Howl’s Moving Castle

: ̗̀➛ JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

: ̗̀➛ Ouran High School Host Club

: ̗̀➛ Spy x Family

: ̗̀➛ The Case Study of Vanitas

༊*·˚ games

: ̗̀➛ Call of Duty (MW2)

: ̗̀➛ Dead by Daylight

: ̗̀➛ Genshin Impact

: ̗̀➛ Mystic Messenger

: ̗̀➛ Obey Me! (+Nightbringer!)

: ̗̀➛ Resident Evil (all original/remake games)

: ̗̀➛ Red Dead Redemption 2

: ̗̀➛ The Wolf Among Us

: ̗̀➛ Love&Deepspace

-🧸

[thesimpsbasement]

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[daemontargaryennn]

DOES ANYONE WRITE FOR ANGELS OF DEATH???

[bakugokemkatsuki]

Zack Foster (Angels of Death) X Reader

~Warning:Dark Topics (ie murder/attempted), cussing

~NOT FLUFF

His manic laughter echoed through your head. The look of pure insanity in his eyes, as he’s running toward you scythe out ready to cut you. You jolted up right in your bed as sweat beaded down your face. Your heart was beating what felt like a million miles a second and you were breathing heavily, panting out of breath. You quickly flip the light on next to you and look around the room. Of course, it’s safe. Your home. You made it out of that hell hole but the trauma  it caused you life long affects. You had almost been killed by Zack while you were in there. This left you to jump at the slightest noises and become so scared of sharp objects and the color brown that it made life very difficult at times. You could hardly leave the house without having a break down. You swear you saw him everywhere, and yet at the same time you didn’t. You kept trying to convince yourself it was your mind playing tricks on you. That’s all. You cuddled up dimming the light but not turning it off as you calmed yourself. You were almost asleep when you heard it the door shut on its own. You shot up and immediately looked only to see him staring at you. You were so scared you couldn’t move you couldn’t scream, nothing. You were completely frozen in fear. “I told you I’d find you doll. Time for me to cut you open”…

[wxnheart]

Amāre Divinitatus: "And the light shineth in darkness..."

He, too, dreamt of you. He, the crown jewel of his Father's virtue.

It was a dream sundered by doom and covered in blood; of his or yours he could not tell. And yet, he found solace in it all.

He held the visions and yearning at bay and no matter how tempted he was to give in, he could not. Not for Man's sake and certainly not for yours, and how the shame tore him in two. That yearning, one he sensed so strongly within his sons, grew stronger with each passing day.

And when he saw you at last, he could contain it no longer.

You were unaware of Fate's pull and too caught up in the throes of war to realize what had befallen you. You came to in the embrace of majestic gold and blinding white, the softness of his hair brushing against your grime-covered face.

He held your wounded hand in his own. He brought it to his lips, savored the metallic scent and, licked.

Baptism by blood.

The joy it brought him was immense. He knew then to cherish the little time he had left with you and then... and then...

When he died, it was with your name on his lips, imprinted in his mind.

When he died, his beloved sons were blessed with fated love.

— Sanguinius.

[boatsailing]

What kind of man is this and does this have something to do with mental illness???

Answer truthfully.

[junkratswifey]

Hello. Can I request nsfw oneshot (if u writing it) for Cathy Ward having anal sex with top male S/O?

woah,

like a scenario I'm assuming 💀

Warnings(???): Mutual Masturbation, Anal, Partial Oral, like cum eating??

I'm sorry if this sucks, I consider her to be dominant so I might have trouble illustrating this.

Cathy was taking an afternoon stroll in her floor, bored and alone. When she saw Y/N, she instantly lit up.

He didn't have the same reaction, though. His face was flushed, breathing heavy, and his face was warm.

"Oh dear, are you sick?" Cathy asked him.

Y/N shook his head, grabbing her shoulders.

"Y/N, are you okay?"

He nodded. "I...wanted to try something with you."

She blushed as he explained the "issue."

"Wow, you really want to do that? I've been wanting to for the longest time," she giggled.

He nodded, scratching his neck. She gently grabbed his hand and pulled him to a private room, and–well–got to work.

She carefully unzipped his pants, pulling them down slightly. She then gently pulled out his cock. He grunted in comfort. She was touching Y/N whilst touching herself with her other hand, when Y/N grabbed the hand she was using for herself.

"Well, now. That's not fair, is it? If you're going to stroke me off so tantalizingly, I should be the one to play with that pussy, yeah?"

She let out a breathy moan, "Y-Yes sir.."

He laughed smugly, touching her with gentle, loving hands. "F...uck..." she muttered.

They began to speed up the process, she was practically trying to pull his dick off. Meanwhile, he was fingering her into oblivion. They were two sloppy messes—or, they were about to be.

Cathy moaned in each breath. "Fuck, Y/N, c-can I...ugh...can I.."

Y/N's voice became low. "Can you what, sweetheart?"

Cathy bit her lip, "Can I s-swallow..your...c-cum?"

"Aw, Cathy.." he said, the fake sympathy dripping off his tongue, "you wanna swallow it?"

She nodded and her eyes started to water.

"Y/N, ah...I'm..close..I'm c-close.."

"Me too," he sighed, the lust and love forming in his heart.

They were almost that sloppy mess, when Cathy put Y/N's dick in her mouth. She sucked and twirled her tongue around it, making him moan.

"Right now, baby..r-right now," Y/N commanded.

She nodded, as if she could truly cum on command.

After about 3 minutes, Y/N and Cathy felt as if they could begin round 2.

He pulled down her stockings, before asking, "Skirt or no skirt?"

"No skirt.." she said.

He nodded, taking off all of her clothes.

"Hey," she said, "what about you?"

He giggled. "Well, I don't need my shirt off to fuck you, and my pants are already off."

Her body was now bare, no clothing to shield it from the world. Just her porcelain skin.

"Cathy, baby, be a good girl and bend over for me, okay?"

Cathy instantly followed. Y/N played with her thighs and ass, making her breathe like a heated animal.

"Don't worry, babygirl. I'll take care of you."

"Hah..thank you.."

He put a generous amount of lube in/around her ass and some on his cock.

"Fuck, baby," he groaned, slowly pushing himself inside her.

"Fuck—AH! Y—Y/N!! G-Go faster, please, please, please.."

Y/N denied. "No, Cathy. I want you to feel good, but I want you to feel the love I feel for you, not just the pleasure."

She nodded, "R-Right, sorry.."

He ran his fingers through her hair, when he was all the way in her.

"Y/N," she moaned, "I love you.."

He laughed, "I love you too, Cathy."

That somehow got her off fairly well, because at that point she was begging him if she could ride him.

"Of course, my dearest. What kind of partner would I be if I didn't let my baby have what she wants?"

She laugh-moaned, bouncing on his cock. "Fuck, I love you, Cathy."

Her breathy voice was sexy, especially when she said, "I love you too, I fucking love you.."

"Good fucking girl," he said, pushing his hands on her ass.

"Such a little slut for me, yeah?"

She nodded, panting like a dog.

"Who's my little bitch, hm?" he asked in a seductive tone. She bounced faster and harder.

"Me, me, me, me, me, me!!"

"Yes, baby, that's you," he said.

"I'm–close! I'm so close, Y/N, please let me c–"

Y/N interrupted her. "You know the rules, beautiful."

She nodded. "A-are you close, at all?"

"Mhm..yes, I am.."

Cathy went faster, as if her body just provides all of her energy.

"Same time?" he asked.

She nodded, her mouth totally open.

Y/N bit his lip. "Right now, right now."

Again, it was like she could cum on command.

"I love you," Y/N said.

"I love you too," Cathy sighed.