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[your-yandere-darling]

Peter x Reader General Headcanons

✎Requested

✎Reader is Female

✎Trigger Warning: Yandere, obsessive behavior

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❥OH BOY-

❥This man is absolutely obsessed with you-

❥The moment he saw you, he knew you were the one

❥After stalking you for a while, he finally meets you face-to-face

❥After your first meeting, oh boy- he's somehow even more obsessed

❥You're just too cute! You look so adorable, and your shyness just makes you cuter!

❥He still can't believe you agreed to go on a date with him

❥After your first date, you gave him your number and agreed to go on a second date

❥He. Was. ECSTATIC!!!

❥He texts and calls you all the and gets anxious when you don't reply quickly

❥He randomly leaves you gifts he knows you'll like whenever he feels like giving you something or when he finds something you'd like

❥If you're having trouble paying rent or you're dying to leave any roommates you find annoying (whether it be Lucy or someone else (like your ocs), Peter will suggest moving in with him. He can pay all of the rent for you! He can pay for anything you want too! He can do all the housework if you want!

❥If you do decide to move in with him, he'll be the happiest man alive <3

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[letters-from-your-fo]

Love Letter from Your Boyfriend Mettaton

✎Self Indulgent

✎Fluffy

✎Reader is Gender-Neutral

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Dearest Darling Y/n,

Hello my beautiful darling! I can't see you right now but I bet you look absolutely fabulous! Oh how I miss seeing that adorable face of yours...

Unfortunately, filming is taking ages and we're not even halfway done, so I'll be a bit late to dinner. I promise once this week is over, I'll take the weekend off just for us to spend some time together. We deserve a break, don't you think? Oh, I can already imagine how we'll spend the weekend together and I can't wait~

I'll see you tonight my darling, once I get home I think you deserve one of my world-famous cuddle sessions~

With love, your beloved Mettaton~♡

[selfshipping-shapeshifter]

Rain | Infection

Featuring: Nick Valentine

Nick slams the door shut after the two rush inside the building, Amber panting heavily before leaning their back against the wall, slumping down to sit on the floor.

"We should be safe here until the rain stops." Nick turns to look down at Amber. "You alright?"

"No, I feel sick. I think I got rads." Amber mumbles in discomfort, sighing to try to ease their nausea and leaning their head back against the wall.

"Ah, that cuts getting infected." Nick kneels down and gently grabs their arm and scans the cut on their arm. "I'll go find some Radaway and Stimpacks for you." The synth detective stands up and steps out of the room.

A few moments later he comes back, sitting down next to Amber and injecting the Radaway into their arm. "First we'll take care of the rads, then I'll give you the Stimpack for your cut."

"Thanks, Nick..." Amber says weakly with a small smile.

Nick shifts so he's sitting next to them, leaning his back against the wall. "No problem."

Amber's smile widens a bit and they rest their head on his shoulder as they wait for the Radaway to cure their rads.

[self-shipping-selfcare]

Moonlight Ballet | Hector x Reader

✎Requested by: Someone on Wattpad

✎Fluffy

✎Reader is Gender-Neutral

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You stand outside in the backyard of your friend's house, listening to music through your headphones. It's Halloween night and your friend invited you and your boyfriend to a costume party. Your boyfriend, Hector, and you decided to go as a vampire couple, which included a gothic suit for Hector to wear and a gothic, fancy outfit for you to wear, whether it be a suit as well or a dress- or a mix of both.

The party is going fine but it doesn't interest you, right now you'd rather be alone or with Hector. You're tired and not in the mood to be around a large group of people.

"You alright, sweetheart?" The sweet sound of your boyfriend's voice makes you perk up, looking over at him.

"I'm alright, just a little tired." You smile lovingly at him.

Hector approaches you and stands next to you, looking over at you. "What are you listening to?"

You tell him what song you're listening to, which so happens to be a perfect song to dance to.

"Well..." Hector turns to you and holds out his hand. "Care to dance?"

You blush slightly and stiff out a chuckle, a smile on your lips. "Of course, I'd love to..." You play your song out loud and take his hand. Hector takes you to a grassy part of the yard and begins dancing with you, staring at you lovingly. As the two of you dance you forget all about your worries, only focusing on Hector and Hector only.

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[gt-cafe]

Order up~!

Tiny Teru | Tiny!Teruteru x Giant!Reader

✎Self Indulgent

✎Fluffy

✎Reader is Gender-Neutral

✎Teruteru is interpreted to be around 3-6 inches tall but is up to you

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The tiny chef runs across the floor to the coffee table, climbing a ladder to get on top of it. There are various ladders, stairs, and other platforms for Teruteru to get to place to place. Since Teruteru is a very short 3 inches tall, it's hard for him to get to places without some help, so you installed all the platforms for Teruteru to use.

"Y/n darlin'!" Teruteru says as you walk through the door, waving his hands so you see him on the table.

"Hey Teru baby~" You smile at him and scoop him into your hands, holding him close to your face. Your hands are warm and soft like a pillow, which makes Teruteru melt instantly. "How were you while I was gone?" You ask.

"Ah missed you so much~! It was borin' without you~" Teruteru winks at you with a grin, making you chuckle softly.

"I could say the same thing about you~" You say softly and give him a gentle kiss on his small face, making him blush a dark red. He lets out a flustered squeak and giggles, hiding his blushing face in his hands. You chuckle softly at his flustered reaction and begin walking towards your guys' room. "C'mon, let's go cuddle for a while you adorable little chef~" You say and smile at him.

"Y-Yes please~!" He says enthusiastically with a toothy grin.

The rest of the day is spent cuddling with Teruteru on your bed. You're laying on your back with Teruteru laying on your chest. Teruteru naps peacefully while you do whatever you normally do; reading, on your phone, napping, etc...

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[sighcomics]

Last words

[shaianne]

I wrote about how Amber Heard was the victim of a misogynistic smear campaign that many people, including celebrities, happily participated in.

[kirjavas]

never not thinking about iorek byrnison eating lee scoresby's dead body, so as not to let it rot but instead allow it to sustain an old friend on his journey. and how this act fulfilled lee's dying wish to help lyra by giving iorek the strength to go on and find her. thinking about consumption as a form of love, loving someone in their entirety and wanting to eat them whole but also love and grief being something you carry inside of you that guides you forward

[thoughtkick]

Never regret something that once made you smile.

Amber Deckers

[sc0tters]

Betting On Brats | Nico Hischier

summary: when you decide to give Nico a taste of his own medicine it seems you two can only go so far.

request: yes/no

warnings: sexual themes, p in v (unprotected), swearing, oral (fem receiving!), slight degradation, porn with post plot?

word count: 4.37k

authors note: I really don’t know when it was that I last released something so let’s not ask @heavenlyhischier how long this idea has been swirling around… but long story short Abby posted something with Nico in his car and I was like the car sex request was music to my ears. I actually love elements of this so I’m hoping it gets picked up by y’all too. Here’s to us getting more updates soon!

You were playing with fire.

From the moment you stepped into the venue, the smirk on your face should have given it away that you were ready to ruffle some feathers. Except it all started and ended with your fiancé and how he didn’t seem to care for the fact that you disliked your neighbour.

Mackenzie could have been the nicest person in the world, but that didn’t matter to you whilst she felt the need to flirt with Nico.

You swore things were going to be different when you came home with the giant rock on your hand. Yet your hopefulness quickly ran out when you saw her talking with him.

It was any old Monday as when you came back from Pilates, ready to tell Nico all about your day and how the Slovakian lady who owned a bakery left you with more baked goods for him to try “thanks for helping.” The voice made you freeze.

Mackenzie’s voice was like chalk against a board as she twirled her hair through her fingers “yeah our sink had that problem last week.” Nico nodded along as he clutched to the tool bag you got him months back.

You froze seeing Mackenzie in her pj shorts and a little vest. She tucked her hair behind her ear as she practically flashed her tits in his face “Hischier I’m going to shower if you want to join.” Your words came in a grumble as you shoved your shoulder into his.

It threw both of them off “we were in the middle of a conversation.” Mackenzie shot back as you scoffed.

Usually the sight of you all sweaty in your leggings and tight tops was enough to make Nico weak in the knees “I’ll be back in a sec okay schatzi?” He squeezed your hand but still that made you just roll your eyes as you pulled your hand back and left to the apartment.

That was four days ago and your comments to him have been with minimal contact. Nico noticed of course but he didn’t have the time to call you out on it with the start of the season quickly approaching.

It was what brought you both to today, the welcoming dinner for the returning and new players alongside their partners and it was your third season planning the event “schatzi please can we act-” Nico began as he went to squeeze your hand “Timo!” Your cheer cut him off as you saw the older boy smile at you.

Throughout your relationship with Nico you had gotten the chance to get close to Timo, and after convincing him to teach you Swiss phrases to then say back to Nico who of course was in awe of the gesture. After that you quickly found the boy turning into your friend as he now saw you like his American sister “you two still at it?” Timo smirked as he pulled you into a side hug.

Your sigh seemed to tell him all that he needed to know as he cracked a grin “knew you were wearing this for a reason.” It was a red sundress that Nico adored on you with the little slit that sat midway up your thigh that you paired with a white pair of heels.

Each time you wore it Nico seemed to end up pulling you into a room before the end of the night. So having it in place where he wasn’t allowed to touch you, was bound to be torture “it’s all just for a little bit of fun.” You smirked as you shrugged doing your best to ignore how Nico’s eyes glared at sight.

Timo simply nodded “is it still that Mackenzie girl?” The name made you scowl “if Nico could realise that she’s flirting with him then all of this could be avoided!” You wanted to pull your hair out at the idea of his constant disagreement of Mackenzie trying to do any bad in this world.

It made the older boy feel sorry for you “look maybe I can help you.” His offer was quick to make you raise your eyebrows in anticipation “since you want to get him jealous, why not stand with me.” The idea was perfect.

You were in your dangerous dress, Timo and you actually had a lot to talk about with the need to catch up, and if all went well Nico would get a taste of his own medicine. It almost made you mad that it wasn’t you who came up with it as you nodded “I owe you.” You added shaking his hand, leaving Nico confused at what was causing the smirks on your faces.

The questions only seemed to grow as Nico offered you the seat next to him - your normal seat - but instead you opted for the one across from the captain, right next to Timo “schatzi?” Nico did little to hide his confusion as sure he knew you were mad but he didn’t think that you were going to be that mad.

Instead you just offered him a smile “figured you’d want to see with Jacky boy no?” Your hand pointed to the boy who took your normal seat “yeah cap she got you all summer.” Jack matched your tone as he sent you a toothy grin paired with a wink.

Throughout that dinner Nico swore he was going to kill Timo and honestly Jack too. It seemed the American only loved to start talking when you were whispering things into Timo’s ear. All of the things had to do with random questions but the way it made Nico’s eyes burn into your soul left you feeling more alive than ever.

Nico was close to breaking his glass as he watched Timo help you push your hair out of your face as the freshly curled locks weren’t paired with a hair tie tonight “you’re so good t’me Timo.” You cooed sending him a smile as you sipped at your drink “Nico you good dude?” John was sat on the other side of the boy and felt how his body tensed.

It took the American a snap of his fingers to break Nicos gaze “yeah I’m fine.” Through gritted teeth you figured you had done enough for now to make him jealous “yeah baby you’re not looking too hot.” You turned your attention back to your boyfriend and that seemed to be the longest sentence you had give him in days.

Nico grew surprised but when your heel began to rub up the inside of his leg “schatzi I am good.” His voice came with a warning and a cough not sure how much more of your teasing he could truly handle from you.

You instead just smiled as you nodded dropping your foot to go back to your dinner letting the night go by quietly. Still you never gave Nico the satisfaction of standing in a conversation alone with him as Timo seemed to be attached to your hip, making the captain more irritated by the second “look dude I don’t know what you did-” Johns words practically dug his grave for him “what makes you think I did it?” Nicos head snapped in the curly haired boys direction as his eyes sharpened.

John felt his mouth go dry “well she’s kind of spent more time with Timo than she has with you.”John was scared his comment would get him into trouble as his body shrunk in front of the boy.

Nico went to respond but when your hand raked over Timo’s shoulder it practically cut him off “I’m going to kill him.” His voice was rough as his hands clenched making his knuckles grow white “hey now we cannot have the start of the season be tied to our captain being a murderer.” John stopped the captain from moving.

The Swiss man knew he was right but somehow that didn’t make him feel any better “she is just doing this all to piss you off.” It was the truth. You were desperate for Nico to feel how you felt about Mackenzie and you had done only an ounce of what she did.

When you touched Timo’s shoulder it had been to flick a leaf from it. Whilst you wanted Nico to feel your pain, not even your own stubbornness would bring you to inflict those emotions on him. You also wouldn’t think to do that with Timo, yet still you were too proud to let Nico see how you constantly watching him as you hoped that he would care enough to be a little jealous.

Your wishes quickly came to fruition when Jack finally ran out of things to say to Nico and Luke’s whines of boredom got too much for the middle Hughes boy. As the Hughes boys were no longer in eyesight, Nico turned his attention to where you and Timo stood giggling as you sipped your wine.

He didn’t hesitate as he made a beeline for you both, not uttering a word as he swooped down to grab you by your knees so he could throw you over his shoulder “have a good night you two.” Timo couldn’t help but laugh knowing the that your salute and his captains not so subtle middle finger basically said the same thing as one another, the end goal of the night was reached.

Nico didn’t let you go until he got to the door of the restaurant “I wasn’t ready to go.” Your voice was a mumble that made him scoff as he continued to walk now with his hand gripping yours “when you are acting like a fucking slut flirting with my friends, I think you’re ready to go.” Nico shot back not bothering to look back at you as your lips pursed together feeling the pain form in your wrist.

His comment seemed to trigger something within you as you scoffed “maybe it’s a shame that she wasn’t here because then you wouldn’t give a damn what I did.” Your comment struck him in a way that most words wouldn’t. All of this came down to jealousy and as he shut your door it seemed that part of it could have fizzled down to the fact that you didn’t feel heard.

Nico thought that leaving the environment would have been enough but your silence only reminded him more of his much you seemed to enjoy talking to Timo “cat got your tongue schatzi?” Nico’s words had a hint of annoyance that only you could pick up on.

You turned to him with a glare “surely you can’t be thick enough to not see why I’m mad?” Your teeth bit down on the inside of your cheek.

The timing of the comment was against you as the car came to a red light giving him the chance to fully focus on you “you let her flirt with you and get it to a point where I’m uncomfortable and somehow I’m the fucking bitch!” It was clear you were hurt as Nico’s consistent effort to ignore your complaints stung “at least I’m not flirting with your best friend.” If Nico didn’t notice that you were pissed off he was sure to notice it now.

A laugh left your lips like you couldn’t believe that this was reality “Timo at least gives a shit about what I think.” As your words oozed from your lips Nico clenched at his hands around the steering wheel.

The commentary struck a nerve “you need to watch it schatzi.” His tone was cold “or else what?” Your tongue clicked as you waited to hear him throw back some lousy argument.

But instead you got something so much heavier “if I have to pull this car over you will not be able to walk for a week.” His threat made you want to squirm but your strength stopped you “is that meant to make me scared?” Your ego was always going to get you in trouble.

And as you watched Nico pull the car into a semi secluded area that was made all that much more private by the darkened skies “w-what are we-” you had never seen Nico do this, the only place you two had been together was in your room “you wanted to see me fuck you in the back so get in the back.” Nico’s expression was flat as he turned the car off.

As he went to undo his seatbelt you realised that he was indeed serious so this time you opted to listen, sliding into the back seat as you realised he had gotten out of the car. Nico didn’t take long however, as the next you saw of him was now from the back door as he did his best to find a comfortable position whilst the doors locked around you both “we could have gone home and had a nice night schatzi.” Nico sighed as he let his lips hover over yours.

His hands traveled up your waist over the fabric of your dress “would have bent you over in this pretty fucking dress that I love so much.” The captain muttered along to himself as his breath fanned against her skin.

You whimpered trying to force your body closer to his touch “uh huh baby.” Nico clicked his tongue as his hands tugged at your dress forcing it over your stomach “hold it.” He ordered as he sent you a look that told you he was serious.

His usually soft fingers felt rough as he tugged at your panties pulling them down your legs before he shoved them into his pants pocket “want you to spread these.” Nico patted your thighs as he helped you lift your legs up resting your feet against the passenger headrest and your current seats.

Your cunt still glistened even in the darker area “did Timo make you this wet?” Nicos question taunted you when his index finger ran up your slit “fuck no.” You whimpered as you shook your head.

Even as he pushed you to your most irritated , it was always Nico you thought of when your hands dropped between your thighs “oh look, your brain does still work.” The hockey player didn’t give you a chance to respond as his lips pressed a kiss on your clit “fuck Nico.”

Your hand traveled to his hair, fearing that he’d leave if you didn’t “always my pretty pretty girl.” Nico cooed as he slowly thrusted his fingers into your cunt.

In response your stomach tensed feeling his beard rake against the inside of your thigh “please.” Your voice was needy as his pace was painfully slow “please what?” His lips dropped from your clit with a pop.

Your lips rubbed together as your waterline was soaked in tears “please cap.” You begged arching your back against the door.

Your cunt was weeping as it called for his attention “such a well behaved girl.” Nico smirked as he went back to what he was doing. His fingers were long as they thrusted into your core “and to think you were trying to be such a brat.” The captain clicked his tongue as he laughs vibrated through your body.

It didn’t take him long to settle back into his motions lapping at your clit as he eyes watched you chew at your lower lip “you’re so pretty.” You whined feeling his gaze burn into your skin.

His fingers were calloused from the large amount of weight lifting that he had done in preparation for the season, you felt every detail as the gummy walls of your cunt clenched around him. Nico found the perfect balance between licking and thrusting his fingers that held you back from cumming.

He would graze your g-spot without letting you enjoy it for long enough.

He hid his smirk as your thighs began to shake “fuck Nico.” Your moans were brought on with a tug at his hair as your stomach began to tighten.

You drove your hips closer to him “fuck Nico ‘m close.” Your eyes screwed shut letting your pent up frustration bubble over as your fingers weren’t doing enough for you.

Nico always knew how to lull you into your orgasms so when you felt his fingers drop from your cunt your mouth fell open “you really think I was gonna let you cum?” He laughed as he pressed his lips against your thigh.

You couldn’t help but huff “you wanted to be a brat and not get treated like one?” Nico taunted you as he rolled his eyes sitting up straight “you know you gotta answer when I talk to you sweet girl.” The hockey player pointed out as you looked to your thigh where his hand sat.

A gulp echoed from your throat “why do you let her flirt with you?” The question was vulnerable as if your heart wasn’t ready for the answer even as your mind was “because I don’t care for it.” It was Nicos usual answer and it made you feel like everything you had done tonight crumbled beneath you.

He too noticed your disappointed state when he hooked his fingers under your chin “not when I’ve got my girl.” He explained using his other hand to pull you onto his lap “and what’s so special about her?” You failed to hide your blush as you chewed at the inside of your cheek.

Nico nodded as he brought his hands down to your legs “well she’s got a smoking body.” His words made you laugh as you toyed with the buttons on his shirt “just a good body?” Your fingers made light work of revealing the skin of his chest.

The boy placed a kiss on your shoulder “sometimes she knows how to behave too.” He smirked as your jaw dropped letting your mouth fall agape “well we both know you prefer when I act like a brat.” You shot back petting your hand travel to his belt.

The increased pressure made Nicos breathing grow unsteady “so you admit you were being a brat?” The air around you both grew hot as he clicked his tongue doing as much as he could to hide his reaction to your hand fiddling with his boxers.

A smile formed on your lips as you pulled his cock out from above the waistband “well I don’t think a brat would willingly fuck you.” You pressed a kiss against the shell of Nicos ear as his fingers dug into your skin.

You squeezed your thighs around his leg “yeah well you’re still my needy fucking slut.” Nico reminded you as he arched his back trying to push into the pleasure he felt as you met his movements with pulling away.

His gaze sharpened as he scoffed “who’s the needy slut now.” You smirked running your fingers through his hair, softly tugging at the roots in the process “schatzi you better watch it.” The hockey player warned as his hand cupped your ass cheek.

You grinned as you let your hips drop so that his cocks head could graze your clit “know that you’re too horny to leave me here.” You hissed as the sensations shot through your body “just fucking sit on my cock.” He ordered and as his eyes practically burned into your skin.

The air around you both grew tense as you let your cunt sink around his cock “fuck Neeks.” Your forehead pressed against his as you took a chance to adjust around him.

His eyes stared into yours when his hands settled on your ass “I’ve got you.” His voice was soft as he dropped his head to kiss at your collarbone.

You whimpered at the feeling, finally rocking your hips as you revelled in his attention “don’t like you in all this.” You mumbled fisting your hands at his jacket “can say the same for you schatzi.” Nico clicked his tongue as his eyes toyed over the breast line of your dress.

It gave you the confidence to begin moving a little bit faster as you propped yourself up in a way that left you almost bouncing on his cock “then do something about it.” You whined as his hands wrapped around to slap your ass.

The skin was left red but you didn’t seem to care as you continued to swirl your hips, letting your core feel every inch of him “maybe I will.” The hockey player let his fingers harshly tug at the fabric, damaging the straps in the process “Nico!” Your whine echoed through the car as the boy smirked.

Nico always did adore this sight as your now free breasts bounced with every thrust of his cock since he made his hips meet yours. He was grateful for the fact that, you hated wearing bras in these dresses because now he had one less piece of clothing to get rid of.

His laugh pulled you away from the pleasure that was building up in your stomach “much better.” He clicked his tongue before he lowered his lips to your peaked skin.

A wonton moan left your lips as his tongue swirled around your skin “fuck Nico.” You gasped letting your hand tug at the hair on the nape of his neck.

You forgot how much you missed getting Nico like this, the power you had being on top of him was your favourite since he so clearly worshipped your every being“all you had to do was ask for this doll.” Nico murmured pressing a kiss against your skin as he switched to the other breast.

Now you were far too gone letting your hand drop to your clit craving the fucked out bliss you sought “‘m sorry.” You huffed catching your lower lip between your teeth.

It made the boy grunt against your skin as your cunt clenched around him “what was that schatzi?” His lips left your nipple with a pop bringing a line of saliva with his mouth, causing your eyes to screw shut.

Your silence made the sound of his breath and his skin slapping against yours when he drove his hips up echo in your ears “I couldn’t hear you slut.” Nicos voice got deeper as he softly hit your hand away, replacing his calloused fingers on your clit.

The action cause a long moan to leave your lips “please Nico.” You whined pressing your hand against his chest causing the cold metal of your ring to cool his skin.

As he looked down being reminded of the sizeable diamond that sat on your engagement ring, he swore he could have cum on the spot “you know that’s not the right words schatzi.” His softer words could have given you whiplash “I’m sorry okay!” You grumbled growing frustrated as you swore that every bit of strength you once had as you planned your night had vanished.

His thumb pressed into your clit in response “now that wasn’t so hard, now was it?” Nicos pace increased as he rubbed your sensitive bud craving his orgasm yet refused to cum first.

Your eyes began to flutter as he watched you do little to hide the fact that you were close “wanna go make a mess on my cock?” He added cooing in your ear as you nodded “wanna baby neeks.” You confessed feeling your walls burn as they trapped his cock within them.

If Nico had been dreaming he didn’t care because that made his pace turn animalistic as his free hand pinched at your hip “can’t wait to see these fucking tits grow so full.” Nico barked his desires at you and it was finally too much as your body began to shake “Jesus neeks.” You cried as your cunt clenched around him when you collapsed into his chest.

With a few more pumps of his cock and a soft “fucking hell.” His release spurted from his tip and coaxed your walls.

A flurry of whimpers flew from your lips as you felt him continue to slowly thrust into you “just making sure you don’t lose any of it schatzi.” Nico softy laughed as he kissed your forehead seeing your breathing slow “I love you.” The whisper was so quiet that if you weren’t looking up at him the words would have been lost in the leather of his seats.

In that moment he swore it was just you two and the gentle hymn of the engine “I love you too.” He let out a soft sigh running his fingers over your skin in random figures “and I’m sorry that I haven’t done a good job showing that.” Nico added causing you to nod as he tucked his hair behind his ear.

You softly smiled as you had enough energy to sit up straight “really?” You cocked your head blissfully unaware of what the night would hold.

It was as if Nico was going to cement the thoughts in your brain as he pushed any doubts away “you think you can give me one more?” You were now in your bed with your legs over his shoulders “fuck no.” You gasped seeing his face push out from the sheets.

The sun now started creeping up through the gaps in the curtains “ain’t that a shame.” Nico let out an exasperated huff as he pushed up to hover over you.

Your body was tired as you hadn’t stopped feeling his pleasure since you arrived “you’re so pretty.” Your voice was soft as you kissed his lips pulling the sheet over you both once you used what little strength you could find to flip the two of you over.

It was funny that after that night you two didn’t see a lot more of Mackenzie, in fact she seemed to move out “isn’t Micheal so sweet?” You giggled to yourself cupping your now quickly forming baby belly as you stared at the basket of baked goods in front of you.

Nico swore it was the universe coming back to laugh at him mocking what happened all but four months ago. Oh how he was going to grow relieved on the day when he learnt that it was in fact he who Micheal had a crush on, not you.

[ashen-char]

i say that i hate you with a smile on my face 🔞

ship: amber freeman (scream) x gender neutral reader

warnings: explicit smut so minors get out. hate sex, sex while driving

summary: amber is furious after seeing you with another girl at a party. the only way to deal with her jealousy is to fuck it out of her.

word count: 2700+

By the time the party ends, it's almost 3am. Early hours have always felt so strange to you, so mysterious that liminal time past midnight and before the sun rises. Everything feels slower. Less alive, almost. There aren't any other cars on the street, aren't any lights on in the houses you pass as you make your way back to Amber's.

The radio is off and the streets are quiet. You almost wish that Amber would go right back to yelling at you because at least it wouldn't be this mind-numbing silence. You're so tense, shoulders stiff and defensive, your grip a vice on the wheel.

You had danced with another girl, sure.

Chad had introduced you to some new girl that Liv had befriended and told to come. You can't even remember what her name was. When Liv got roped into a night shift and couldn't go, she'd told her friend to stick to a familiar face.

Really, you think that Chad just wanted to ditch her on you so that Liv wouldn't tear him a new one for leaving her friend while he got wasted. You owed Chad a solid for helping you score a reservation at some fancy restaurant for you and Amber's anniversary after you forgot it, and you didn't see the harm. That was your first mistake.

Amber's expression is unreadable, her grip white-knuckled on her knee as she stares out the window of your car. Speaking first would feel like you lost—you still don't think you did anything wrong, feel that Amber's reaction went way too far. And you're stubborn. But Amber is even more so. And your relationship is more valuable than winning... whatever this is, so

"I didn't do anything," you say for what feels like the hundredth time that night.

"You hear how you sound right now?" Amber snarls, her own shoulders tensing up. "That's what everyone says when they're caught. I didn't do anything," she imitates your voice in a whine.

Mocking you? How mature.

Letting go of her knee, Amber folds her arms over her chest, looking away from you again. You can see her roll her eyes and scoff a “whatever” under her breath.

You grit your teeth. Possible responses whir through your brain—a joke, an apology, something to diffuse the situation. You know what you should do, know that Amber’s only jealous because she’s desperate for reassurance from you. But God is it exhausting navigating Amber's complex emotions when she doesn't even care if she hurts yours.

Tonight was supposed to be fun for fuck’s sake. You were supposed to go to a party and have a blast, not get into another stupid argument.

Amber hasn't apologised a single time since you two started dating. She hasn't once promised she'd be better like you always do for her. She had yelled at you the second you two left the party, fighting from the porch all the way to the car. She wouldn’t hear you out even once as you were vehemently denying her accusations. You truly believe that you shouldn’t be the one to apologise. Not this time.

So this time, you don't do that. Your hand reaches out, sliding over to the passenger seat until you're grazing Amber's thigh. "What did you think you saw me do, huh?" you say.

“What are you—"

"You think I touched her?" Your fingers trail their way up. The fabric of her leggings is thin, so you can feel the heat of Amber’s skin as you caress her inner thigh. It’s a tease, a war of nerves, wondering when the other will give in. "Like this?"

Amber's still worked up, blood still pumping; the adrenaline from the argument is rushing through her veins. But you know that no matter how pissed off she is at you, there’s no way she’d push you away. You swear she actually moves closer.

“You would,” Amber challenges. “You know, if I knew you were gonna be another unfaithful piece of shit, I wouldn’t have agreed to go out with you.”

You can tell from her tone that she’s trying to rile you up on purpose. Like she’s enjoying getting under your skin. She wants you as heated as she is so it becomes a level playing field. Amber does this whenever you two have a fight, like she's just waiting for you to blow up at her so you feel as insane as she does about you. You know it's all coming from the same place as the jealousy does. She feels so fucking much about you that she's begging for more. Needs retribution so bad. Needs to feel something.

"Sometimes I swear you start fights out of nowhere on purpose," you say. On her upper inner thigh now, your hand squeezes, almost hard enough to bruise. Your thumb runs up down, up down, never quite getting close enough to where she wants it. "Because you like when I touch you while you pretend to hate my guts."

"You're an idiot. Why would I want you to touch me?" Amber clenches her thighs, holding your hand in place, preventing it from slipping back down. You can hear how her breathing gets laboured. She's too stubborn to admit that she wants you to keep going, but you both know it. She can't help the mix of hatred and lust that fuels her veins right now. "I do hate you. I hate you so goddamn much."

A red light. You breathe out in relief.

Finally, your attention doesn't need to be split between the road and this argument. You can see the smile on her face as she swears that she hates you. Good. That wild look in her eyes tells you that you can be more aggressive with her. Amber loves that. 

Your hand slips up right where she wants it, until you're cupping at her center. Only a thin scrap of fabric separate your fingers from the cunt you love so much. You could do it. You could tear through her leggings and fuck the shit out of her. Amber's legs part for you and you swear you hear her whimper.

"What would you do if I did flirt with her, huh?" you say. "Would you break up with me?"

"Fuck you," she spits, though with her shortness of breath it sounds more like a plead. "I bet you wanted to get her to some spare room. You're desperate enough. Were you hoping to get your fingers wet with some other bitch even when you went there with your girlfriend?"

Her mouth is so filthy. You should do something about that. Amber shouldn't be allowed to talk right now. "What's your fucking problem? I was with you all night!"

God, this is fun. Amber's grinning and her eyes shine, the golden light coming in from the streetlights and making everything glow. You squeeze. The meat of your palm is grinding up against her clit but it isn't enough. Not with all that clothing between you. She moans, clenching her legs once more, needing more pressure there.

"You're my problem!" Amber shrieks.

Fuck.

The second you're about to leap in and devour Amber in a kiss, the light you're stopped at turns green. The car behind you honks and you're forced to turn your attention back to the road. Amber lets out a frustrated groan at that, that stupid honking throwing the moment entirely.

"You know what, screw this," she says. You hear Amber unclick her seatbelt, and before you can tell her to strap back in she grabs your hand.

"What are you—" You barely get the words out before your hand is shoved down into her leggings.

Amber's soaked. She's as sticky and warm as the last time you touched her, and you know just how good she'd taste right now too. It isn't your dominant hand—that one is busy on the wheel—so you actually haven't touched her with this one before. It's unfamiliar territory and the same all at once. She pushes her panties to the side with her own hand but it'll be yours that she makes do all the work.

"Shut up. I need this." A low guttural sound escapes her lips as she finally, finally feels your hand where she wants it. Her head tilts back and you feel her thighs squeeze at that first sharp sensation of pleasure. "Shut your mouth and drive," she practically hisses.

You have to focus on the road. The guy behind you is already pissed from how slow you were to keep driving after the green light, and how Amber had given him the middle finger. He's driving so close behind you know that a single slip up could mean a crash. You're so fucked. Especially your fingers, which Amber is sliding her slit up and down on, collecting her wetness with a satisfying shlick.

"Amber," you try to warn. As hot as this is, you do not want to get into an accident because your girlfriend was just so horny during a fight.

Her mouth hangs open in pleasure as she rubs her clit against your palm. It's so much better when you can feel her. You wish you could turn to look. But you can feel Amber's eyes on you, probably still glaring at you with the same hateful glare she had earlier.

"She wouldn't be this wet for you," she tells you.

The girl at the party could not be further from your mind right now. "I don't give a shit about her," you admit. "God, you're so wet, baby." You can feel your own excitement between your legs, can see how your windows are starting to fog up as both of your breaths heat the air.

She lets out a moan, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. "That's right. Because you're mine." Her nails dig into the flesh of your forearm, a threat to scratch you up if you so much as attempt to move away. 

Your fingers slip inside. Two at once. Amber normally likes to play the long game and build up to more, letting you tease her with one sliding in and out until she screams at you for more. But the thrill of the danger and anger and jealousy is getting to both of you. Her hips grind and wind as she rides your fingers, while your other hand desperately grips onto the wheel as you will yourself to concentrate on the road.

"Say it," Amber breathes out. "You're only mine."

A part of you thinks that'd be no fun. "You should've trusted me," you say instead. It's so much more fun when she's seething. It's like her anger is heating up her insides. She feels different. You curve your fingers inside her and she cries out.

"Fuck!"

"Yeah? You loving my fingers in your pussy?" You wriggle the two until you're pressing at the spot that always drives Amber crazy. But it's clumsy. You never use this hand and eventually it'll cramp up and get tired. You know you're doing your job well when she digs her nails in even harder and her hips thrust. Neither of you give a shit when the car behind you honks and overtakes you.

She's too wound up right now, too far gone. Her mouth twists into a vicious smile that you can't see, but you can hear it in her voice. "Y-you wish," Amber struggles out. "You think you're so good. I'm using you here, not the other way around."

She rides your fingers like that for a few minutes. As you had suspected, the lack of practice means that your forearm is already getting tired. As hot as this is, you can't pump as easily as you could if you were on a bed, not worrying about driving. You can tell that Amber is getting frustrated. Maybe that's making it better.

Everything is a blur of rage and lust until you realise you've driven right past her house. Whatever. You're dying to stop the goddamn car and set Amber right. You slam the brakes now that there's no car behind you to hit, sending the car lurching to a stop. Your fingers slide deeper into her cunt with the movement and it makes her scream.

You pull into a residential side street, one even quieter than the rest. Finding a spot to turn off the engine and throw the car into park is easy enough when your brain is putting I need to fuck her right now over safety.

The second that ignition goes off, Amber is already on you. You slip your tired hand away, the other going to her leggings and slipping them off. Her expression is still twisted in that rage that never quite goes away—she hates you, she hates you, she hates you—but she loves you so much when you shove three fingers into her.

You feel her tongue invading your mouth, probing and searching, while her hands continue to grip and claw at your clothes. It's like she's trying to claim you; she wants to take away all evidence of you being your own person, to take away your control.

"Is this what you wanted?" Amber whispers against your mouth. "Why do you make me feel like? You want to see me like this? Huh?"

It's reckless and out of control and perfect. You don't even care that any second you could get caught. You could lose yourself in this moment, in this golden haze that illuminates your fogged up windshield. The car's starting to sway with your movements.

"How do I make you feel, baby?" Her pussy feels so good as you surge your fingers in deeper. "Tell me."

"Like I'm going crazy," she whispers, her voice breaking a little with emotion. It's too much. It was too much then at the party, when she saw you dancing with some other girl, too much when you started touching her. 

Everything about what you're doing to her is bringing Amber closer and closer to that point of no return. "Like you're making me crave you." Her hips rock against you again, her breasts soft as they rub against you too.

This is Amber making you feel the way you make her feel. When you dance with other girls, when you don't text back for hours, when you forget your anniversary. Every time you brushed off an insult and didn't let a fight escalate, this is what she wanted. How pent up she must have been, swallowing down the rage and accepting your apologies.

Amber whines when your thumb grazes against her clit. Every bit of her feels like it's tingling and she's practically soaking your lap at this point. "I hate you but I can't live without you." Amber sounds like she's on the verge of tears. "It scares and excites me at the same time. I—I've never cared this much."

You keep pumping right back into her, never stopping, only growing more and more intense. Her body trembles but you're holding her. Amber's hands grasp at your forearm again, like she can't decide whether to push you away or pull you in. You don't know what to say. She was enjoying the fight earlier, instigated it even, but she's so vulnerable now.

"You're the only one I want," is what you end up settling on. Your thumb stops those teasing grazes now, rubbing against her clit proper. Her wetness makes it so easy. "And I am yours."

This is what makes Amber shudder and dissolve in your arms. The tension finally breaks and she starts squirming against you, fingers lodged so deep into her body it's like you're grazing at something deeper, body shaking violently. She's so close, so impossibly close, a moment of pure ecstasy that lasts seconds before falling apart in a burst of heat and pleasure.

"You're mine!" This she shouts so loud you'd be surprised if the entire neighbourhood didn't wake up.

You two fall silent for a moment, both taking slow, shuddering breaths. Amber can feel her brain is still short circuiting, trying to calm down; it's like her stomach has been replaced with a ball of fire.

"Still hate me?" you whisper, leaning in to kiss Amber.

"Just shut up, okay," she murmurs, kissing back happily now, her voice still raw from the edge of tears and the intense orgasm that had wracked her body. "Don't ever do that again."

[your-yandere-darling]

There’s Nothing Holdin’ Me Back | Klaus x Amber

《This is an idea I had on a road trip :3》

✎Self Indulgent

✎Fluffy

✎Songfic?

✎Tagging: @undeaddfelix @fluffytimearts @anonsleap @prettyemofashionistahours @ann-yeah @kingsis

✎Trigger Warning: Slight yandere, obsessive behavior, yandere with a willing darling

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“How much longer was it until we get to the hotel again? Was it two hours or three?”

“I believe it was three.”

“Ah okay-”

“Ooo! Hey, we should stop here!”

“Yeah!”

Klaus drives up to a parking spot and stops the car. Amber and Klaus look around the scenic overlook they decided to stop at. There’s only a table, a thick and short wall resting on top of the cliff, and a beautiful view of the green mountains and colorful sunset.

“Ooh, that’s beautiful!” Amber gasps, unbuckling their seatbelt and getting out of the car, wandering around the overlook as Klaus quickly gets out of the car and follows them. The overlook is empty of cars or anyone else; it’s just them.

“Wow, look at that view!” Amber rushes up and leans against the wall, looking at the scenery in awe. Klaus stares in awe as well, but mostly at his wife. Their attractive body, their cute sundress flowing in the wind, and the beautiful scenery in the background make them look so perfect. “Isn’t it beautiful?”

“Very…” Klaus mutters with a lovesick smile, hearts practically in his eyes. He takes out his phone and carefully takes a picture of Amber, trying to make the photo look perfect.

Perking up at the thought of an idea, Klaus approaches Amber and starts playing one of their favorite songs.

“Huh?”

“Dance with me.” He says in a soft voice with a loving smile, holding out his hand for them to take. Smiling, they take his hand and he steps up onto the wall, pulling Amber up with him. The two of them begin to dance together as they sing along to the song, dancing in-sync to the beat.

“I wanna follow where she goes

I think about her and she knows it

I wanna let her take control

‘Cause every time that she gets close, yeah

She pulls me in enough to keep me guessin’, hmm

And maybe I should stop and start confessin’

Confessin’, yeah

Oh, I’ve been shakin’

I love it when you go crazy

You take all my inhibitions

Baby, there’s nothing holdin’ me back

You take me places that tear up my reputation

Manipulate my decisions

Baby, there’s nothing holdin’ me back

There’s nothing holdin’ me back

There’s nothing holdin’ me back

She says that she’s never afraid

Just picture everybody naked

She really doesn’t like to wait

Not really into hesitation

Pulls me in enough to keep me guessin’, whoa-oh

And maybe I should stop and start confessin’

Confessin’, yeah

Oh, I’ve been shakin’

I love it when you go crazy

You take all my inhibitions

Baby, there’s nothing holdin’ me back

You take me places that tear up my reputation

Manipulate my decisions

Baby, there’s nothing holdin’ me back

There’s nothing holdin’ me back

‘Cause if we lost our minds and we took it way too far

I know we’d be alright, I know we would be alright

If you were by my side and we stumbled in the dark

I know we’d be alright, I know we would be alright

‘Cause if we lost our minds and we took it way too far

I know we’d be alright, I know we would be alright

If you were by my side and we stumbled in the dark

I know we’d be alright, I know we would be alright

Oh, I’ve been shakin’

I love it when you go crazy

You take all my inhibitions

Baby, there’s nothing holdin’ me back

You take me places that tear up my reputation

Manipulate my decisions

Baby, there’s nothing holdin’ me back

There’s nothing holdin’ me back

I feel so free when you’re with me, baby

Baby, there’s nothing holdin’ me back.” 

Their dance ends with Klaus holding Amber in a low dip, the two of them breathing heavily from exhaustion as they stare into each other’s eyes. “That…That was amazing…” Amber sighs, a smile on their lips.

“We should do this more often…” Klaus smiles lovingly at them.

“Yes, yes we should…” They stare at each other for a moment before glancing at the scenic view. “Wow, that is beautiful…”

Klaus looks back at Amber. “That’s what I say every time I look at you.”

“Klaus!” Amber swoons. “You’re so sweet…!”

Klaus giggles and replies, “I meant it, after all.” Amber “aww”s in response.

“Should we get going?” Klaus asks as he pulls Amber back up on their feet, keeping his hand on their waist.

“Oh yeah! We still have a three hour drive ahead of us, right?”

“Yeah, we should get going.”

Klaus steps off of the wall and Amber hops down, the two making their way to their car and getting in again. Klaus starts driving towards the hotel again and they go back to listening to Amber’s playlist and chatting.

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《Not me skipping the entire dance scene cause I can’t write dancing, sorry- TwT》

[letters-from-your-fo]

Love Note from Your Boyfriend Klaus

✎Self Indulgent

✎Fluffy

✎Reader is Gender-Neutral

✎Trigger Warning: Slight yandere, obsessive behavior, yandere with a willing darling

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Dear Y/n♡

Hello, my dear! I wanted to leave you a note to let you know that I left to go get groceries and I'll be back in a bit! I'm going to get all your favorite snacks and a cute little gift for you as well! I love you so so much and I'll see your adorable face in a bit!

I love you darling!!

Sincerely, Klaus~

[selfshipping-shapeshifter]

Klaus steps into his shared bedroom and sees his wife laying on the bed on their phone with a frown of discomfort on their lips. Klaus approaches them and sits down on the edge of the bed and they set their phone down.

"What's wrong, hun?" Klaus asks softly, eyebrows furrowed with concern.

"Meh..." Amber mutters and wraps their arms around their stomach. "I have cramps..."

"Oh..." Klaus immediately realizes what the problem is. He gives them a lighthearted grin. "Satan's waterfall?" He asks playfully.

Amber stiffs out a chuckle with a slight smile. "Yeah..."

"Man, I hated having those..." Klaus mutters and shakes his head. "Here, I'll be right back." He smiles at them and stands up, leaving the room.

Around ten minutes later or so, Klaus returns and gently takes their hands in his, pulling them up and off the bed, leading them out of the room. "Here, follow me, love."

He leads them into the living room where there's a heating pad, fluffy blankets, and snacks on the couch. "Let's rest out here today, okay? We can cuddle and watch movies." He smiles at them.

"Aw, Klaus! You're so sweet!" Amber beams brightly at him and wraps their arms around his waist in a tight yet gentle embrace.

Klaus returns the hug, smiling back at them. "Of course! Here, what should we watch?" He leads them to the couch and the two sit down, snuggling up against each other. Amber puts the heating pad on their stomach and turns it on.

"Uhh-" Amber says, making Klaus chuckle.

"How about Gravity Falls? You've been hyperfixated on it again recently." Klaus suggests with a smile.

"Yes!" Amber grins brightly at the suggestion. As he turns on the TV, they pick up a bar of chocolate and rip open the packaging, taking a bite of it and leaning against Klaus with a loving smile.

[self-shipping-selfcare]

First Meeting With the Purple Haired Gremlin | Kokichi x Reader

《Reposted request for a friend! :3》

✎Requested by: @ann-yeah

✎Fluffy

✎Reader is Female

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“Shit- shit- shit- I’m gonna be late-” You mutter to yourself as you rush into your school building, your arms overfilled with books and papers. You’re a mess but you don’t care, you’re just trying to get to class on time.

You turn the corner and immediately bump into someone, dropping everything that’s in your arms.

“Ah, hey!” The guy you bumped into says.

“Ack- s-sorry! Fuck-” You apologize sheepishly before kneeling down, gathering all your stuff off the floor.

“Oh wait, you’re pretty cute-” Kokichi mutters before kneeling down. “Here, let me help you!” He smiles sweetly at you.

“O-Oh, thank you!” You smile back at him. Kokichi hands you your books as you and him stand up.

“Nee-heehee, of course~!” Kokichi purrs with a grin. “Whoa, is your hair okay? Looks like you just fought a bear and lost.”

“Heh, yeah. I just- panicked and forgot to brush it. It looks bad, I know-”

“Nah, it’s fine. Here, let me just-” Kokichi takes the hair tie off your wrist and runs his fingers through your hair, brushing your hair before putting it in a ponytail.

“Thank you!”  You tell him with a smile, bushing slightly.

“Nee-heehee~! Now you look even cuter than before~” Kokichi winks at you with a grin, making you blush more. “Wait, hold on- there’s something on your cheek.” Kokichi licks his thumb and cups your cheek, rubbing the mark off your cheek. “There! Now you look perfect~!”

You blush and let out a flustered noise. “Th-Thank you-”

Brrring

The first class bell goes off, indicating you should hurry to class. “Shit- I gotta go-” You turn away and are about to speed walk down the hallway but stop.

“Wait!” You turn towards him with a confused head tilt. “Two things.” Kokichi takes out a pencil and a sticky note and writes something down. “Here~” He winks at you as he hands the note to you.

You take it and read it. It’s Kokichi’s phone number with a “call me~ -Kokichi ♡” next to it. “O-Oh, thank you!”

“And two;” Kokichi pulls down your skirt and fixes it. “There! Your skirt was up, whoops!” He shrugs.

“Th-Thank you so much- Kokichi, was it?” You say, smiling brightly at him.

Your smile is so cute, he could stare at you for hours… “Nee-heehee, yep~! What’s your name, cutie~?” He winks at you.

“Y-Y/n, m-my name is Y/n.” You stutter out, blush on your cheeks.

“Text me, N/n~” He winks at you. “Anyways, you need to get goin’! Bye Y/n Chan~!” Kokichi smiles at you.

“O-Oh, right! B-Bye Kokichi!” You smile at him before running away in the opposite direction, feeling a whole lot better than you did before.

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Lab Mishaps | Tiny!Klaus x Giant!Reader

《Here’s an idea I’ve been wanting to write ever since I made Klaus :3》

✎Self Indulgent

✎Reader is Gender-Neutral

✎Klaus is interpreted to be around 3-6 inches tall but is up to you

✎Tagging: @undeaddfelix @fluffytimearts @anonsleap @prettyemofashionistahours @ann-yeah @kingsis

✎Trigger Warning: Slight yandere, obsessive behavior, yandere with a willing darling

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“Hey honey, have you seen-?” You stop when you don’t see your partner anywhere in his lab. “Klaus?”

“O-Over here! I’m down here!” You look down and see Klaus has been shrunken down to around 6 inches tall. He’s standing on the floor near his experimenting table, which has a nearly empty flask with some smoke emitting off of it.

“Oh my god, Klaus! Are you okay?” You quickly yet carefully rush up to his side, leaning down in front of him.

“Y-Yes, I’m fine! Uhmm…j-just a little setback, is all…” Klaus says sheepishly with a chuckle, glancing away as he nervously rubs the back of his neck.

You stare at him for a second in awe before gently scooping him up in your hand, making him squeak and blush. You gently hold him up to your face, resting your thumb on his cheek. Klaus immediately melts in your touch with a lovesick grin, leaning against your hand with a dreamy sigh.

You chuckle and gently pet the top of his head with your other finger, smiling down at him as you say, “You’re adorable, you know that…?”

“H-Heh…yeah. Y-You tell me that all the time…” Klaus says softly, blushing even more.

You stiff out a chuckle with a smile on your lips. “C’mon…” You slowly stand up and begin walking out of the lab and towards the kitchen.

“H-Huh? Wh-Where are we going?” Klaus asks you, looking around at the now giant house.

“The kitchen. You must be hungry.” You smile down at him.

“Oh yeah, you’re right! Didn’t you make pancakes this morning?”

“Yep.”

You walk into the kitchen and gently set him down on the counter, ripping off a small piece of the pancakes and handing it to him. Klaus happily takes the food and starts eating. “Mmh, this is good! Can I have some maple syrup please?”

“Of course.” You grab a small bowl and pour a little bit of syrup in it, setting the bowl next to Klaus. 

He rips off a smaller piece and dips it into the syrup, eating the small bit of pancake. “Mmh, even better!”

You sit down on a bar stool and lovingly watch Klaus with a smile. He’s so tiny, it’s adorable! You just want to pick him up and gently hold him…

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