#jd x male reader

[bloody-cupcakes]

Jd x yandere male r with a corruption kink 🙏🙏

Okay it can't be just me who loves the idea of a reader who's somehow more perverted and insane than a character who's already perverted and insane

Also when I tell you this is the MOST FILTHY thing I've written so far for this account I mean it

Tw: yandere/dark content, male reader, smut/nsfw, blowjob/oral sex (reader receiving), brief dacryphilia, degrading, hair pulling, facial, cum eating, dubcon-ish in some areas (all of this is JD receiving btw), could be seen as a toxic relationship but that's a given considering the content

When you and JD first met, he was already into some dark stuff, but he could never imagine the absolutely filthy things you'd end up getting him into. In his defense, you didn't immediately come off as the nasty pervert you ended up being.

"Come on, baby, just let me cum on your face this one time," you begged as he knelt down on the floor in front of you, unable to answer due to your cock being in his mouth.

He let out a garbled response, tears forming in the corners of his eyes and spilling down his cheeks. You had no idea if that was a yes or a no, but it didn't matter. You planned on doing it regardless.

"God, you're so pathetic. I mean, just look at you." Your hand reached down and gripped his hair, yanking his head back in a position where your cock was shoved even further down his throat as a result.

A strangled whimper could be heard coming from him, a sound that made you grin with utter delight. Despite his slight discomfort, he did his best to keep sucking like the good boy that he was.

"There you go, that's better." You let out a grunt as you felt his tongue brush against your length. "You're such a natural, are you sure you haven't done this before with men other than just me?"

The bright shade of red his face turned at your question was priceless. It kind of made you wish you had a camera to capture the moment. He was struggling to catch his breath, even after you told him time and time again to breath through his nose.

Luckily for him, you were close to finishing anyway, so you pulled your cock out of his mouth and came all over the lower half of his face. Not wanting to give him the opportunity to move away, you tightened your hand's grip in his hair and kept him still until you were done.

He stared up at you with a look of embarrassment on his face that was only partially hidden by the white, sticky substance you'd left there. "I didn't want you to cum on my face," he mumbled in a indignant manner, his lips curled downwards into a slight frown.

"Oh, grow up. You really didn't think I was going to give up on the opportunity to paint your pretty little face with my cum, now did you?" Your tone was condescending, as if you were speaking to nothing more than a bratty child.

"Besides, I know how much you love it when I treat you like the pitiful little whore that you are. You might have everyone else fooled, but I don't buy your tough 'bad boy' act for even a second."

You smirked at the way he simply pouted in response, unable to think of a good enough comeback. While he was caught up in his own thoughts, you reached your hand out and swiped some of the cum still on his face onto your fingers. "Open," you commanded as you held them in front of his lips.

JD opened his mouth and licked off the cum despite himself, his hazel eyes glaring at you in a displeased and bratty manner as he did. You merely watched, not put off or intimidated by him in the slightest.

Even if he did decide to complain about it afterwards, you had a few tricks up your sleeve that you were certain would quickly shut him up.

[lanawinterscigarettes]

Jason Dean dating someone who's transmasc

Warnings: brief mentions of transphobia, canon typical stuff such as bullying, swearing, violence, murder, etc, slight suggestive things but nothing that's full on smut (I might make another post with that later), smoking (because we all know our boy JD smokes like a chimney), mentions of dysphoria, mentions of menstrual cycles/periods, some forcemascing by JD (sorry I couldn't resist)

A/N: I did a Veronica version of this like two years ago and since I'm currently obsessed with JD (and it's pride month) I felt the urge to write one for him too (also because I've come to the conclusion that I might just be transmasc and not genderfluid so this is mostly just written for me)

I wanna start off by saying that yes JD is an asshole, but he'd never be (intentionally) transphobic. However, if he thought you were trans then he would push your buttons a little bit to see how long it would take you to admit it, especially if you met before you came out

Let's say you two started dating when you still saw yourself as a girl or something (I know that JD's supposed to be "straight" or whatever but he's bisexual to me okay fight me on it). If he saw you acting a little uncomfortable being referred to as his girlfriend or having to use the women's restroom at school he would 100% call you out on it

Not in a degrading way or anything like that, just to see how you would react to it. The second you start to get defensive or give him the silent treatment he shuts up, not only because he accomplished what he set out to do but also because he feels a little bad

Eventually you just decide to rip off the bandaid and come to terms with the fact that you're actually a trans guy, him being one of the first people you tell. His only real response to this "startling revelation" is to look at you and go "Yeah I kind of figured that one out for myself already, I was just waiting for you to"

Your worries that he'd want to break up with you after telling him disappeared almost immediately as you crossed your arms and rolled your eyes at him. "Ha ha, very funny smartass"

If you decide you want to cut your hair shorter then he will absolutely offer to help you with it, insisting that there's no reason for you to go to a professional with him there (it's totally not just because he's very possessive and would never let anyone else touch your hair other than him, that's crazy)

You may have wore his clothes some before, but he practically begs you to do it after you come out. Why would you ever need to go shopping when you can just raid his closet, y'know? Plus seeing you in them really turns him on

He gets ten times more protective afterwards too, constantly following you around to make sure you're okay. You could have classes that take place at the same time on opposite sides of the school and he'll always skip his to join you. Eventually the teachers just move his class schedule around to match with yours since he never attends his anyway

Always has an arm wrapped around you no matter what, especially if he sees someone like Kurt and Ram passing by. It's best to distract him with kisses or something so he won't hear the things they call you and get mad (he hears them anyway but can't resist making out with you so he lets it slide for the time being)

Speaking of making out, he does it with you everywhere and all the time, whether it's a modern au or the 80s. He's not worried about what people say or do, usually letting his gun do all the talking. He shoots them is what I'm trying to get at here lol

Most people are much too scared to even breath too loud near you because of your attack dog boyfriend but if it ever does happen that you get bullied (whether that be verbally or physically) he will go out of his way to make sure the local morgues, cemeteries, and funeral homes have plenty of business

Feeling anxious or stressed about having to spend time with/be around someone who misgenders/deadnames you? Just let him tag along. He might not say much but what he will do is very passive-aggressively correct said person on their "mistakes". It pretty much always works as no one wants to argue with a guy who frequently carries a gun

It's not the best habit around but he probably gets you hooked on smoking at least occasionally, especially if he hears you complain about your voice being too high. Oh, you're worried that you sound too feminine and "girly"? He has the perfect way to get you that low and gravelly voice that you want! You think he's talking about voice training or something until he hands you a pack of cigarettes and with the most serious expression ever says "these will do wonders"

Even if you don't smoke religiously like he does it's kind of hard to resist it completely given how often he lights up a cigarette (and yes, he will blow smoke into your face, because while he loves you he's also an asshole and thinks it's funny when you wrinkle up your nose in disgust at him)

He's not the best at comforting you when it comes to days where you feel dysphoric. Like, he won't flat out say that he thinks you're acting ridiculous because he knows it would only make things worse, but he's also not great when dealing with emotions, so the most he might do is let you cling to him while he gives you a few awkward pats on the back

If this goes on for days borderlining on weeks, however, that's when he'll start to act less sensitive and give you a bit of tough love. "What are you talking about saying that you 'don't look like a guy'? Are you crazy? You really think life would be better if you were still living as a girl? Do you honestly think that would make you happy?"

It surprisingly works, believe it or not. Even if you know he's purposely trying to rile you up it ends up making you feel better and more confident in yourself. Anytime he notices you starting to slip back into feelings of self doubt or insecurity, he just wraps you up in his arms and whispers soft encouragements in your ear. "You were never a girl, you just need to work a little bit harder than others to grow into the man that you are. If anything, that's a testament to your strength for being able to do that"

This certainly happens whenever you're on your period and feel grouchier or less confident than usual. "You're so strong for being able to endure this every month, did you know that? You're much braver than I am, I doubt I'd be able to get through it as well as you"

Sometimes you almost start crying because of how emotional his words make you feel, and sometimes you roll your eyes with annoyance while muttering "you're a condescending asshole" under your breath. Either way it ends up making you feel better, especially when he offers to rub your lower abdomen when your cramps get too bad

If you decide to start HRT then he wants to be there to help you take the shots, even if you insist you can do it yourself (he likes being part of the process of helping you "turn into" a man). Same thing if you use T gel or whatnot, he gets really pouty if you ever apply it without him

He's not really the best person to do "guy bonding" activities with unless you like making pipe bombs or planning the murders of people you hate (hypothetically speaking, of course) but if there's anything like that you want to try out then he'll definitely be there to support you. Like I don't know, hunting/fishing? Or watching sports games while drinking beer? Or breaking out the toolbox and fixing things around the house? Sorry I don't really know things that guys do despite being one myself 😭

The only exception to that is probably car maintenance. I see him as being very protective over his motorcycle and learning how to take care of it himself so he doesn't have to worry about taking it to the shop and having them screw it up. He'd be happy to teach you about how to change your own oil and might even teach you how to ride it as long as you don't accidentally scratch up his paint job. He might not kill you for it, but he will be very upset and end up ignoring you for a few hours afterwards

Purposely introduces/refers to you as his boyfriend in front of others just to see your face light up with confidence. It's not like JD has a lot of friends or anything but anyone that he does know feels as if they've met you already because of how he much he talks about you (he's totally that one annoying person you know who never shuts up about their partner ever)

All in all, I'd say he's a relatively good boyfriend in general, but especially if you're transmasc. Solid 8/10 (one point was deducted for his slight insensitivity and another was due to his crazy streak. Sorry JD I promise I still love you </3)

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[froggywritesstuff]

compromise | yandere!j.d

ship/pairing: yan!jd x g/n!willing!reader

request: anon: helloo, could you do a yan jd but with a willing reader? like they really don't give a shit about anything and ignore all the red flags. thank you and have a good day!!

warnings: yandere themes, manipulation, toxic relationships, death threats (both implied and explicit), minor character death, not proofread

A/N: this is like the anti 'I Say No'. ty for requesting this, it was a bit difficult to write as i've never written this kind of concept and i've been going through some major writers block, but i hope you like it, sorry if it doesn't make sense. i do not in any way support yandere behaviour, please know that this writing is purely fictional, and should not ever be reenacted in real life

The sound of the phone ringing made you stand up quickly, already knowing who was calling.

"Jesus, Y/N, again? This is like the fifth time he's called." your friend groaned in annoyance. They were never a fan of your boyfriend, especially after he kept interrupting their time to hang out with you.

You sent Parker an apologetic smile, "I know, I'm sorry, he just gets annoyed if I ignore him."

Rushing to answer the phone, you couldn't see Parker's look of concern as you said that.

"JD, you know I'm fine, right?" you said, grinning as you spoke.

"You never know, Y/N. Anything can happen when you invite a stranger into your home."

"Parker's not a stranger, babe. You have nothing to worry about," you were practically pleading with him, though you knew he wouldn't drop the subject easily.

"Oh, so I'm not allowed to worry about you anymore?" he retorted, laughing to hide the harsh tone in his words.

That wasn't what you said at all, but why argue over it? You'd never win.

"Of course you are," you responded sweetly, "But I know Parker's annoyed you're interrupting our sleepover." you said it as a joke, not thinking enough to know JD would take offence.

"Well would Parker rather me do what I have every right to do and talk to you, or wake up with a bullet in their head."

You whipped your head around to face Parker, checking that they weren't close enough to hear before turning back, "The first option." you said, rolling your eyes, feeling a smile tug on your lips. You knew it was bad he made threats like that, especially when you never knew if those threats were just threats, or if he'd follow through with them, but you knew there was no use in fighting him. Over time you had become desensitised to his toxic behaviour. It was just easier to let him try to control your life, especially when you knew he could end it with ease.

"I thought so." you could practically hear his smirk over the phone. The two of you continued talking for a few minutes, much to Parker's disappointment, before JD finally let you hang up. You turned to face Parker, frowning when they left the room. You walked out the door and called out their name, which was followed by Parker responding in a rather annoyed tone, "I'm in the kitchen."

You walked to the kitchen, smiling as you saw Parker, "Sorry that took so long, I know it's annoying, he's just really protective."

Parker took a sip from the glass of water in their hands, "Does he think I'm an axe murderer or something? He calls you non-stop every time we hang out, what's his deal?"

You sighed, thinking carefully about what to say, "He... he just doesn't trust a lot of people around me."

Parker shook their head in disbelief, "I've known you for years, Y/N. Longer than he's known you." You were grateful for that fact. If JD had met you before Parker, you would've never been friends. He drove away anyone who tried to get close to you. You let JD do a lot of things, but you never let him drive Parker away. Of course, you had to beg him not to hurt them.

"I know, he just..." you trailed off. You genuinely didn't know how to defend him.

Parker sighed, "Y/N, I'm happy you have a boyfriend, I think it's great. But you have to understand that JD is not a good boyfriend."

"Yes he is, he's just a lot sometimes."

Parker rolled their eyes, "I don't understand why you're still with him, he's such a dick." noticing your hurt expression, Parker set their glass of water down, and moved closer to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, "I'm sorry... I know you love him, he just..."

You smiled at them, "Let's just not talk about him tonight." 

As much as you loved Parker, you knew if they continued talking about JD like that, you'd both end up saying something you'd regret.

Like you said, JD wasn't brought up for the rest of the night. Luckily, he decided to stop calling you as well. The rest of the sleepover carried on like normal sleepovers would, you and Parker talking for nearly the entire night, until the sun eventually came up, and in what felt like no time at all, Parker went back home.

You sat in your room, thinking of ways to entertain yourself, when you heard a knock at the window. You jumped in fear, calming yourself when you saw your boyfriend smiling from the other side. You stood up, opening up the window and pulling your boyfriend inside and embracing him into a hug.

"I missed you," he mumbled, pressing a kiss on your head.

You laughed against his chest, "I know Jason."

He pulled away from the hug, kissed your lips, before he spoke, "About last night..." your heart dropped as he pulled out some polaroid pictures from his coat pocket. Whenever he killed someone he always took pictures and showed them to you. And you knew he was more than capable of killing Parker.

"I know you don't want me hurting Parker," you mentally braced for the news, "So I found a compromise."

You stared at him in confusion, "A compromise."

He nodded, grinning wide as he handed you the pictures.

"Is this..." you trailed off, staring up at your boyfriend, lips turning upward into a smile.

"Billy Jameson, Johnson?" 

"Billy Jackson," you finished, "from my english class."

He smiled at your excitement, "He's the dickhead in your class, right?"

You nodded, a part of you was scared that he forgot his reason for killing someone, but there was no use in bringing that up, "Yeah, he fucking sucks." you said, staring at the pictures of Billy's hanging corpse.

"Don't worry, I didn't just knock him out and hang him," he began, "I fucked him up a bit beforehand."

You smiled, pulling him into another hug, "Thank you Jason."

He quickly returned the hug, wrapping his arms tightly around your body, "Anything for you, darling."

[famwhy]

Desperation

Yandere Jason Dean (JD)

Word Count: 3,583

Ready to rekindle your love for Heathers the musical?

Your eyes crinkled in sympathy as you witnessed your good friend, Jamie, get completely ignored by his long-time crush, Veronica, in favour of her swooning over the new kid beating up two jocks.

Your legs carried themselves over to his pitiful form, a low whistle drawing out from your lips when you reached his side as you both gazed at the back of the infatuated teen.

"Damn, buddy, tough luck." You patted the nerd's back, watching his shoulders shrink further into himself. "How long have you liked her now? Couple o' years?"

He sighed. "Yeah."

Another low whistle. "And she just falls for that dude straight away? Dammmnnn, and I thought my luck was shit when I bet on black and lost half my savings."

"You bet on black? What type of idiot bets on black?" He rose a brow.

"The hell do you mean 'what type of idiot bets on black'?! It's a 50/50 chance! What type of idiot gets rejected by their crush without even confessing first?!"

Cue the disheartened expression returning to his face and you suddenly feeling like that wasn't the right time for that joke.

"Shit, dude. Too soon?"

Another sigh left his lips.

"Cheer up, man. I mean, he doesn't reciprocate the feelings right? Seemed like he didn't when they spoke a bit ago."

Your words caused his expression to light up again. However, it wasn't lit up out of relief, no, it was lit up with an idea. You did not like that expression of his one bit.

"Yeah!" He exclaimed brightly. "You're right! And he won't ever be able to if you charm him first!"

"Wha-?!" Your eyes widened as he trained his gaze on you with a grin so bright, it was blinding. "Hold on! I never agreed to be your guinea pig!"

"Come on, pleaassee." His fingers intertwined with one another as he begged you. "You still owe me for all that money you borrowed."

You glanced at the new kid one more time, taking in his looks and mannerisms to assess whether or not you had been given a good deal.

Oh, who were you kidding? Of course you got a good deal, in return for a thousand dollars, you just had to charm one guy and keep him away from a girl.

"Fine, I'll do it."

Jamie cheered, launching himself into you so that he could wrap his arms around your neck in an appreciative hug. "Thanks! You're the best!"

"Yeah, yeah, you obsessed little freak." 

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"Ah, shit." You cursed your luck.

Why exactly were you cursing your luck? Well, simple, because Veronica was about to make her way to the store the new kid was in so that she could pick up some snacks for the Heathers.

How did you know the new kid was in there? Let's just say you did a little... observing of his schedule.

The things people do to get out of debt.

Anyway, if they were in the same store, no doubt the new kid would approach Veronica out of interest from their earlier interaction.

You absolutely could not let that happen.

"What to do, what to do..."

You snapped your fingers, an imaginary bulb basically lighting up above your head.

"You sure you wanna get snacks from there, Veronica?" The brunette jumped as you approached her.

"Oh, Y/N, hey."

"'Sup."

"Sorry, uh, what was it you just said?" She looked a little confused. You didn't blame her, you never really approached her outside of school.

"I said, are you sure you wanna get snacks from that store, Veronica?"

"How did you-?"

"After all, you can't possibly be ready to face your bestie after what you just did to her right?" You sneered. "I can't imagine that bodes well with your subconscious."

Instantly, her expression faltered and her eyes filled with guilt. "I- I didn't..."

"Yeah, well, you did." You gave her a little glare. "And you can't be telling me you wanna see her again right after that. If I were you, I'd head to a different store."

"I-!" She looked ready to defend herself, but just one look at your scowl and she backed off. "Yeah, you're probably right."

With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, the atmosphere around her filling up with gloom.

Yikes, you may have overshot it there.

Oh well, Jamie could use that as an excuse to comfort her anyway.

You casted a glance to the shop, taking in a deep breath and praying your drama skills were good enough to get you through this. 

As you stepped through the doors, you immediately spotted your victim by the slushie machines. This caused you to, almost immediately, make your way over to him.

Once you were close enough, you acted like you were looking at the flavours, casting a sneaky side-glance his way to see he wasn't staring at anything in particular, before choosing your moment to strike.

"Y'know, for a new kid, you sure don't take shit from anyone."

Please work, please work, pleasework-

"Yeah? Well, you seem like the type to understand why." He smirked your way.

Holy shit- it actually worked.

"Greetings and salutations, my name's Jason Dean, though you can call me JD for short."

'Greetings and Salutations'? Dear lord, he's a weirdo-

"Y/N."

You reached out for his hand, shaking it firmly.

"Those were some good moves back there."

"Yeah?" He smirked your way. "You pick up on these things when you're constantly moving around."

"Ah, a parent's job?"

"Yup, my dad own a deconstruction company. You know the one on all those commercials where he goes-" he then proceeds to imitate the commercial you always saw on TV during every programme's commercial break.

"Must be tough moving so often, I could never imagine what it's like." Your head shook from side-to-side.

"Heh, yeah. I usually just stick to myself and refrain from making any bonds."

"How's that going for you this time around?" You sent him a knowing smile.

"Not too good so far." He reciprocated.

Okay, this conversation was moving at too much of a snail's pace for you. It was about time you sped things up.

"So, tough guy, you gonna ask me out or what?"

"So soon? Where's the fun in that?" JD's rough fingers ran through his hair, swishing his locks to the side as his grin never faltered.

"Oh," you slowly took a few steps towards him, basically swaying your hips as you closed the gap between the two of you, pressing your body up against his before speaking in a breathy whisper, "there's plenty of fun in that."

His eyes grew half-lidded as he slid an arm around your waist, the slushie in his other hand practically forgotten. "Oh yeah? Sounds great..."

"But-!" You slipped out of his grasp, sending him a cheeky wink and a suggestive smirk. "You're right, there's no fun in that."

His dazed expression didn't let up as you continued on your way out of the store, casting a last glance over your shoulder to confirm that he did, in fact, still have a cloudy expression.

Lo and behold, he was still out of it.

Hook, line, and sinker.

You're welcome, Jamie.

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"So did you do it?" Jamie was the first to approach you after the end of your first period class, bouncing on his heels in excitement. 

"Only time will tell, dear friend." Your voice dropped an octave and your expression turned serious.

"What's that supposed to mean?" 

"It means my master plan has yet to give me desired results because it's just started." You rolled your eyes, making your way to your locker with your folders tucked tightly into your chest. 

"Have they met then?"

"Of course not, I was very meticulous. All I had to do was play with that little snake's feelings and- oh!"

Your steps screeched to an abrupt halt, causing your friend to crash straight into your back and stumble back a bit.

"Why is your back so sturdy-?"

"MIKE! BUDDY! PAL! FRIEND-O!" You tossed your arm around the person that caught your eye, your grin feigning cheer. "How are you doing?"

"What do you want?" The playboy narrowed his eyes in your direction.

"Well, you see, I happen to-." You didn't even need to finish your sentence for his eyes to start widening and your own smile to turn sinister.

"Shit, I should've known you would've gotten a hold of it. Fuck! Look, man, I don't have money on me, please. Gimme a day, I swear I'll get you the money you need to feed that sick obsession of yours."

"You better." Your expression darkened. "Or you can say bye-bye to that new car your parents promised you."

He shuddered, immediately rushing off. 

After that interaction, you and Jamie continued towards your locker, this time in silence.

Well, that was until you reached it of course. Jamie decided that was the perfect time to speak.

"You're still doing this, Y/N? Don't you think it's a little... excessive? This addiction has really messed with your head."

"I love you, Jamie, I do-" you shoved your things into the empty space before you. "-but you need to know when it's time to butt out of business that isn't yours."

You slammed the locker shut, jumping slightly when you noticed the new form that stood there, leant against your neighbour locker. "You have a minute?"

You immediately brought your act up again. "Of course~."

It was then that JD's eyes trailed to your friend's, narrowing at the shorter male in clear distaste. "Alone."

"Ruh-right!" He rushed off without a second thought.

"My, oh my," the spotlight was placed back on you. "So harsh."

"You 'love' him, huh?" Though, his narrowed eyes stayed narrowed. 

"Jealous, are we, Mr Dean?" Your fingers trailed up his torso, gently tracing his muscles through the thin line of fabric separating skin-on-skin contact.

Your touch caused his breath to hitch in his throat, the familiar expression he wore yesterday returning to his face. "You know, I wouldn't mind you being called Mrs Dean."

"Woah-!" You quickly pulled your hands a way. "A bit too soon, don't'cha think?"

"Weren't you the one who said there's plenty of fun in that?" He smirked, dipping his head closer to your own.

Get the fuck away, you lil' sh-.

The familiar chime of the bell caused you to breathe a quiet sound of relief. 

Saved by the bell really is a thing.

"Well, looks like we have to continue this conversation later."

You went to move away but were stopped abruptly by a tugging force on your wrist. 

"Oh no you don't," your back met with a rather sturdy chest, "you're not getting away like that again. Let's ditch together."

You gritted your teeth, cursing yourself at that exact moment for not using blackmail on Jamie when it came to taking money like you did with every other student. Damn that boy for making you soft.

"Fine. Where'd you wanna go?"

"7-eleven." He grinned, turning around and starting to walk out of the premises with you in tow, grip on your wrist never faltering for even a second.

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Once you arrived, he rushed over to the slushies, immediately buying two random flavours. 

"I didn't even tell you what I liked." You grinned in amusement as he gave you one. 

"Sometimes you gotta take risks in life y'know?"

"Okay, Mr. Bootleg Shakespeare."

He bowed with a little smirk. "In the flesh."

Okay, so that got a little chuckle out of you. He was still a weirdo though.

"So, I've heard quite a bit about you, y'know," he started off.

"Oh yeah?" You rose a brow. "Like what?"

"Like how... oh, I don't know, you're very keen on using blackmail to get what you want."

Almost immediately, your facial expression darkened.

"What's it to you?" 

"Nothing." He absentmindedly looked to the side. "I just find that really hot."

The drink came flying out your mouth. "I'm sorry- what?!"

"You heard me." He hooked an arm around your waist, pulling you in so close, you could feel his breath on your face. "I. Find. It. Really. Hot."

This guy was weird. Almost unnervingly so.

"Hm. Good for you." You slipped out of his grasp yet another time, sending him a playful smirk in response to his frown.

After that little interaction, you stopped speaking in favour of just hanging around in a comfortable silence.

Well... that was, until he spoke up once more.

"So, I've been thinking..." He trailed off. "Wanna be my girlfriend?"

"Hmm. Sure."

Had he not been so elated from the affirmation, you were sure he'd have realised how strange your response was.

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Some time passed and you spent so much time with JD, you barely got to see Jamie anymore.

But judging by the way you passed him by once, with the emo boy walking beside you, and he sent you a grin as well as a thumbs up; he didn't mind. Veronica beside him though? Now, she definitely had a problem.

Oh well, that's on her, not you.

"Y/N!" Oh, was that Jamie just now? "Y/N!"

"Hey Jamie, I haven't- woah!" You cut yourself off when he launched himself at your arm, clutching you so tightly, you could've sworn he stopped your blood flow.

"Y/N! You need to leave the new kid!"

So much for him being happy about your new relationship.

"He-he's psycho!" Jamie was panting really hard. "He threatened me to stay away from you! You need to leave him!"

"Aren't you the one who wanted me to get with him in the first place?" You rose a brow, priorities obviously not straight.

"Yeah, that was before I found out he was a psycho!"

"But isn't it in your best interests to listen to his threats instead of warning me?"

"Y/N, you are literally asking all the wrong questions right now . JUST LEAVE THE-!"

"Leave what?" A new voice piped up, causing Jamie to jump out of his very skin.

"Uhhhh..."

Speak of the devil and he shall appear, it was JD.

"Oh, great!" You beamed, fixating his gaze onto you almost immediately. "You're just on time. I needed to talk to you."

Both men looked at you with surprise. "Oh? What-?"

"I'm breaking up with you." Your expression fell flat within the next second, cold gaze trained on his figure.

"Wha-?" His face fell, eyebrows creasing as it seemed like his whole world fell apart before him. "Why?"

"I'm just not feeling it anymore." You stared at your nails, pulling off the whole disinterested thing way too well. "It's not me, it's you. See ya."

You took to turning around and walking off- or, at least, you wanted to before he seized your wrist.

"Yuh-you can't do this to me, baby." His eyes were blown wide, pupils shaking in his desperation. "I love you."

His attempts to make you stay were starting to get annoying. "Really now? Shame. Looks like you'll have to move on."

You ripped your arm from his grasp, sending him a glare as you did so. His grip was tight but thanks to your sudden movements, you were able to free yourself.

After that, you wasted no time in leaving him behind, gesturing for Jamie to follow you as well. The boy took one glance at the heartbroken expression on the new kid's face before gulping and rushing after you.

.

.

.

Your footsteps echoed through the barren halls, the slurping of your slushie being the only other sound to accompany them.

The light of the moon was the only thing illuminating the hallways and keeping you from walking straight into a wall.

Why exactly were you at the school at night.

Well, you received a peculiar note when you got home from school earlier that day.

The contents?

Greetings and salutations darling,

I love you. I know you love me too. We are meant to be. The only reason you left me is because of that asshole who calls himself your friend. He's keeping you away from me. He made you blind, messed up your mind but I can set you free!

Meet me at the school tonight, your class. I'm waiting.

Yours forever and always,

JD

Now, you could fully ignore this note and just go about your life as normal, not even considering giving JD the time of day.

But...

He successfully caught your interest.

You were bored and your gambling addiction couldn't be satiated so you found temporary reprise in this little meeting.

Plus, there was always the fact that this was potential blackmail material-.

Your train of thought was halted when you reached the door of your homeroom, left hand leaving your pocket to push on the handle, swinging it open with a look of nonchalance.

Inside, you were greeted with quite the sight to behold.

Standing above a puddle of crimson, the lifeless eyes of your former good friend looking up at you in a permanent expression of horror.

Your lips parted from the straw as a low whistle drew out from them. "Damn, buddy, always did have such rough luck." 

"No thanks to you." The chuckle of a boy dressed in dark clothing reached your ears. "Oh babe, I find it so fucking hot that you didn't even fucking flinch at this."

His lips grazed your ear, shaky breath hitting you at uneven intervals as one of his arms looped around your waist and pulled you into his chest, the other reaching for your left hand and intertwining each of your fingers with his own. 

"Shit..." He spoke breathily. "Let's fuck up the world together, baby."

BONUS! FEAT. VERONICA AND THE HEATHERS

Veronica's blood boiled in her veins as she watched your fingers graze the arm of the new kid she was crushing majorly on, teeth gritting as he seemed to fall in a deeper pit of his own infatuation for you.

"Hey," she spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper but her anger incredibly apparent. "Do you guys think we could... screw with Y/N somehow?"

"Y/N?" One of the Heathers spoke up, her hands adjusting the mascara on her eyes with a look of total concentration. "Why?"

"Because she stole the emo boy Veronica has a major crush on." Giggled the other two.

"Well," Heather Chandler scoffed. "I'm afraid we can't touch Y/N."

"Why not?"

"Oh, Veronica, you sweet, dumb, little girl." The brunette shook her head from side-to-side. "You've never come across her bad side."

"SHUT UP, HEATHER!" Chandler screamed at the girl clad in a green blazer before clearing her throat. "I'm telling Veronica."

The other girl whimpered out an apology.

"Anyway," the blonde rolled her eyes, "Y/N is a no-go for targeting. That girl has every dirty secret ever known to the whole school. Getting on her bad side is not just social suicide, it's real suicide."

"Real?" Veronica tilted her head to the side, attention now on the leader of the group.

"Yeah, do you remember Hailey?" 

Veronica rose a brow. "Who's Hailey?"

"Exactly."

The Heather with the yellow colour-scheme piped up. "She tried setting Y/N up to be jumped by a bunch of jocks but they told Y/N about her plans because she had dirt on them."

"What happened then?" 

"...she got rid of her." The blonde cut in once more. "Y/N got rid of Hailey, completely. She's a dangerous woman."

"A dangerous woman addicted to gambling. It's why she even has blackmail on everyone to begin with, so that she can take people's money and gamble it all away."

"Wow." 

"I know."

EXTRA BONUS! FEAT. JAMIE AND JD

Jamie had noticed some things. 

First of all; he, himself, was being noticed increasingly more. Although, not by the person he wants to or in the way he would like it to be.

JD, the new kid, was the one noticing him more. 

He would glare at the shorter male whenever he approached you. Fists clenched so hard he drew blood.

Something about the kid was fishy.

And this just confirmed it.

"I'm sorry- what?"

"Stay away from my Y/N." JD repeated himself, hand reaching into his pocket to pick out- was that a switch-blade?! 

"What the fuck?!"

"She's mine. I will kill you if I found out you disobeyed my orders."

'Disobeyed his orders' who the hell did he think he was? The fucking King?

Jamie needed to warn you; and fast.

Writing 'commercials' instead of 'adverts' is so weird-

Also, I had to slip in a few iconic lyrics y'all can't blame me-

In case you didn't notice, Reader's a bit of a sociopath in this. Thought it would be nice to change it up a bit.

[little-bumblebeeee]

Hey, can I request Jason Dean X transmasc reader, where they were away(on the like a trip or smth) and were on T, and when they came back JD didn't realise how deep their voice was now and was surprised?

SORRY IF IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE😭

GOD sorry this took so long, life has been kicking my ass and I really wanted to get this right :/

JD x transmasc reader

Warnings: no use of y/n, reader's appearance isn't described, cursing (I think "holy shit" appears like, once?), fluff!, reader is insecure about "passing" and their look and voice but dw happy ending

You were scurrying around your small apartment, cleaning like it's what keeps you alive but you need to distract yourself. Jason hadn't been home in a while, his dad had dragged him along for a fishing trip when it was clear that Jason was going to hate every single bit of it, especially the fact that he had to spend time with his father. You know you should be ready to comfort him, but you're worried. Your voice is different, you look different. And he doesn't know that. He's not one for phone calls, mostly texting or sending you random pictures of things. So he doesn't know how different you are now, even just over the course of a week and a half. You jolt as you hear the keys in the door, then the creak letting you know he's here. Your mind is running at a million miles per hour, your heart going even faster. You know he's exhausted by the heavy thunk of him dropping his shoes at the door, usually he just sets them down quietly and neatly.

You didn't dare speak, just keeping your back turned as you wipe down the kitchen counters, trying to keep your breathing steady. You don't know why you're so panicked, you know he loves you.. but at the same time, what if he doesn't? You can't get that ugly thought out of your mind, your brain whirring with the "What if's?". What if he doesn't like you? What if he thinks you look weird, sound weird, smell weird?

"Hellooo? I've been calling out to you since I walked in the door." Jason says as he walks into the kitchen, quickly noticing something you hadn't. You weren't even wiping down the counters, just blue screening while holding the cloth against the counter. He comes up behind you and wraps his slim arms around your waist, putting his head on your shoulders."You doing okay there, handsome?" He murmurs into the shell of your ear as his fingers toy with the hem of your shirt. You gulp. You don't want to respond, and even if you did you couldn't. And just yesterday you were so happy with the change, excited to show him the deeper tone of your voice. But it feels like your words are caught in your throat. But you force them up anyways.

"'M alright." You mumble, trying to keep your voice low. You can feel Jason jump back slightly, and even if you don't see it you know he's doing that thing with his head that he always does when he's surprised, shaking it with wide eyes and parted lips. But when you turn you see a smile appearing on his strawberry tinted lips.

"Holy shit! You.. woah." He says, and you sigh slightly out of frustration. Is he happy or surprised, you really can't tell. "You sound... woah. How the hell did I miss that!? You sound amazing!" Jason continues with a dumb smile, fully turning you around so he can get a good look at you. You're not even that different, you hardly even feel like you "pass" (no matter how much Jason says that doesn't matter as long as you feel good, it gnaws at you).

"I'm not even that different." You say, but you feel your confidence returning in the same way you felt when someone first called you "Sir", or when you didn't get scammed when you needed your car fixed. Maybe this will all be okay after all.

"No, I'm serious. I was only gone for a week and you're practically a whole new person! God, how did I even land you?" He says. You just listen to him talk about how much he loves you, every inch of you. Every pore, every hair, every old childhood scar or even new ones.

"You sure you're even the same person?" He asks, smiling wide and kissing you all over your face as you wrinkle your nose and try to pull back, but Jason is determined to make up for lost time. "Come on, I'll make you some food." He says with the sweetest and most reassuring smile you've ever seen on him. You don't know why you were even scared anymore, all forgotten by the look in his eyes, pure love. You don't remember the last time somebody looked at you like that.

"I'll help." You say softly.

[domxmarvel]

Puppet

masterlist

Pairing: Night Wanderlust/Wanderlust x Male!Reader

A/N: The original request was for possessed Wanderlust during majesty but that didn't give me much to work with so I changed it to Night Wanderlust

"Wander?" You had no idea what was going on,you were just walking through the city when you were pulled through a portal. “Wander looks down at you and chuckles, amused by your cluelessness. He bends down slightly so his face is closer to yours and grabs you by your jaw gently, forcing your gaze up to his.

Ah, so you remember me! I’m so flattered” His demeanor shifts and his grip on your jaw tightens slightly,he didn’t seem to recognize you. “Now however, I answer to the sorceress Night Swan and it’s night Wanderlust” You gripped his arm 

“Wander it's me,don't you recognize me?" He quirks an eyebrow and looks down at you, tilting his head in curiosity. His grip on your jaw tightens further, though not enough to hurt. He squints slightly as he looks you up and down almost intently.

“And why should I recognize you? I’ve met and danced with countless others. What makes you so special?” Was he really that far gone? Have you lost your boyfriend? You reached closer and touched his face,hoping you could get him back. His grip on your jaw loosens slightly as your hand touches his face, your unexpected touch catching him off guard. He stiffens at your touch, his expression remaining stern but you notice the slightest hint of surprise in his eyes. His eyes dart around your face, attempting to place you as memories slowly start filtering into his mind.

“You seem familiar” You moved closer to him 

“Wander it's me" You needed to break through to him. His gaze travels to your mouth as you speak, watching your lips as the words leave your mouth. The hand cupping your jaw slowly starts to loosen, though still not letting go entirely.

“How… how do I know you?” It was working,you were breaking through the spell but before you could explain. Night swan tried to take control of him again. His pupils dilate briefly as Night Swan attempts to take control over him again. He closes his eyes and grits his teeth as his hand tightens around your jaw, digging into your skin just a bit too painfully. “No… stop!”

He manages to grumble out, his head snapping from side to side as he attempts to fight off the sorceress’ spell. It was like he was fully aware of what was happening but Nightswan was controlling his body like a puppet. He was struggling, fighting back against Night Swan’s control but he opened his eyes again, his dilated pupils still slightly out of focus a clear sign of the sorceress’ influence. His grip on your jaw becomes almost unbearably hard. “I’m- I’m trying- can’t- stop her-” You reached out to touch his cheek,your other hand still on his arm “This isn't your fault" his claw-like nails were digging into your skin,drawing a small amount of blood. You tried your best not to cry or scream because you knew if you did he'd never forgive himself,even if he was under Nightswan's influence. Tears started to gloss over his eyes, a clear indication that despite Night Swan’s control over him, he was still there somewhere. He hated the fact that he was the cause of your pain, but was helpless to stop it.

“No… no- I don’t- I don’t want to hurt you” His voice breaking. Her magic was clearly too strong. 

"Wander,look at me" He looks at you, his dilated pupils staring into yours. The look on his face was that of regret, pain and sorrow as he stared down at you. His lips were parted as a silent plea as his gaze locked with yours, almost as if he was pleading with you to save him despite being unable to speak for himself. "I'm sorry" He doesn’t understand at first, and he gives you a confused look. 

“No,no, darling. Don’t- don’t ever apologize to me. I’m- I’m the one that should be apologizing for hurting you”

"No,I'm sorry for this" You moved closer to him,punching him. He fell but quickly picked himself up. His expression becomes confused and surprised as you suddenly punched him in the face. He stumbled back a few steps, a hand on his cheek. He lets out a short groan of pain as he slowly touches his face where you punched him. He looks at you, his eyes wide but now free of the dilated pupils indicating Night Swan’s influence. Now he was no longer digging his nails into your skin,but there was still blood on your face. Now free from the sorceress’ control, his eyes immediately went to the blood on your face. Guilt and concern crossed his face as he took a step towards you and gently touched your cheek near the cut.

“I- I’m so sorry. Are you alright? Let me see-”

"I'll be fine,but what about you? Is Nightswan still-" before you could even finish your sentence,his eyes had turned fully black,Nightswan was in full control now. His expression became cold and indifferent as he looked down at you. All the guilt and remorse that was present just seconds ago is now gone.

“Heh, silly boy. Did you really think you could snap him out of it that easily?” You threw him down,pinning both his arms at the wrist. 

"You get your claws out of my boyfriend before I make you regret it" He lets out a huff of annoyance as you pin down his wrists, struggling slightly against your grip.

“Hmph. Feisty one, aren’t you?” Night Swan chuckled coldly through Wander as he spoke.

“And what exactly do you intend to do about it, darling? You don't have the guts to hurt him,and we both know it.” She was right,you couldn't hurt him. 

"Not him,but I have the guts to tear you apart" Night Swan lets out a cold laugh through Wander.

“Oh please, darling. Don’t make me laugh. You can barely even pin this idiot down, what makes you think you can tear me apart?”

"Don't talk about him like that!" Another cold chuckle from Night Swan.

“Oh come on. You really think this fool is worth protecting? I mean look at him. Pathetic. Weak. He wasn’t even fighting his hardest to get me out but here you are, protecting him and worrying about him.” Wander’s face morphed into an annoyed frown, a clear sign that even though he was under Night Swan’s control he was still there and listening.

"I told you not to talk about my boyfriend like that! You don't even know a single thing about him! He's not weak,he's one of the strongest people I've ever met and you don't get to talk about him like that. Especially when you're too much of a coward to face me yourself!" Night Swan lets out a scoff and a cold laugh through Wander.

“Oh please. Spare me with all that sappy garbage. He’s a weak and pathetic excuse for a deity. And as for facing you myself? Hmph. That’d be far too easy. I don’t have the time to deal with some insignificant mortal” Wander once again began struggling against your grip, his expression strained as if he’s fighting off Night Swan’s control. You leaned in closer "Wander,I know you're in there. You have to fight her,I need you back" He broke through for a moment.

“I… I’m here. I’m- I’m trying to fight her” He managed to choke out, his eyes still dilated indicating that Night Swan has a tight grasp on him. Wander continued struggling against Night Swan’s controlling spell, sweat dripping down his forehead as he tried to gain control over his own body. “It’s not- it’s not working, she's too strong… I- I can’t-” His eyes dilated. Going back and forth between him in control and nightswan. Loudly fighting each other. “No- please- I’m trying- PLEASE” He managed to choke out as his body violently jerked. Night Swan’s magic was too strong, and she slowly overpowered him, her control becoming stronger. His eyes were dilated to the point where his iris was almost nonexistent, a clear sign that Night Swan had regained control over him.

“Hmph. Fool. Did you really think you could fight me? You’re mine now, and there’s nothing you can do about it” Wander’s face was no longer struggling, once again completely under Night Swan’s influence. He looked up at you with dilated eyes, a blank expression on his face and a cold, mocking smile on his lips. Wanderlust was fighting her again as you saw his eyes,you heard his voice again. Wander’s eyes dilated back to a normal size and he choked out another groan as he began struggling against Night Swan’s grasp again.

“I’m still- I’m still here… don’t- don’t give up” You were struggling to figure out what to do,but you knew he had to fight her off. At least he was back for a bit and all you wanted to do was hold him. You let go of his wrists and pulled him closer to you,wrapping your arms around him. 

"I love you" He wrapped his arms around you tightly in an almost desperate manner, burying his face into the crook of your neck and letting out a deep sigh.

“I love you too” He managed to mumble out before his body suddenly jerked involuntarily again, another strangled gasp leaving his mouth. His hands gripping you tightly,you pulled him into a kiss. Wander responded instantly, one of his hands immediately moving up to your face and holding you there. The kiss was more desperate compared to the usual ones, almost like it was a silent plea to stay there and not let him go.

His body jerked again, this time with more force, and he let out a strangled groan into the kiss. His body continued to involuntarily jerk against your hold as Night Swan fought to regain control of him. He held onto you as tightly as he could, seemingly still fighting his hardest against her. “Please… don’t… don’t let go” He managed to choke out. 

"I won't let go"

“Promise?”

"Promise" just as you said that he managed to one word out before his voice changed into Night Swan’s cold and emotionless tone.

“Ugh… you insufferable little” She began, her annoyance clearly evident in her voice, before being interrupted by another involuntary jerk of Wander’s body. “Hmph. Still fighting back? You’re really starting to get on my nerves. Just give up already.” You cupped his cheeks,making him look at you. 

"I'm right here,just focus on me. Come back to me,Wander"

“I’m- I’m trying” His body trembling underneath your touch. His eyes kept changing back and forth between his real blue ones and Nightswan's black. “I-I’m not I-I won’t give up”

He managed to stutter out, his eyes slowly becoming more and more black as Night Swan’s influence grew stronger. “I won’t- I won’t leave you” His eyes turned blue,and stayed that way. His dark form faded and he was back to his real form. Wander’s body suddenly relaxed in your hold,completely free of Night Swan’s influence. He took a deep, shuddering breath, taking a moment to regain his bearings as he fully returned to normal. He looked at you with a mixture of relief and exhaustion in his eyes, his grip on you growing weaker as he slumped against you, still breathing heavily. You picked him up 

“You think you can open a portal?" You hoped he had enough power to do that,but he looked exhausted.

“Y-yeah I… I think so” He managed to mumble out, his voice hoarse and strained. He shakily lifted his free hand in front of him and closed his eyes, concentrating on opening a portal. He opened the portal and you quickly ran through,carrying him 

"Where are we?" The place was covered in various doors,black and gold.

“this is the danceverses’ Hall of Portals. It’s a… a sort of hub that leads to all the different danceverses” He spoke quietly, a hint of exhaustion still evident in his voice.

"So,where do I take you?" You had heard of this place,through the stories he told you but he never brought you here before. Saying something about his dad being very careful about this place. He pointed subtly towards one of the golden doorways.

“Take me through there, darling” You opened it to find a bedroom and not a portal. 

"So I don't get it,do you live here? And wouldn't your dad be mad that you brought me here?"

“This is my place, yeah, I live here. And my dad,he doesn’t know you’re here right now so don’t worry, sweetheart.” He spoke with a bit of humor in his tired voice, a small smirk forming on his face. You set him down on his bed. He let out a relieved sigh as you gently laid him down on the bed, his body sinking comfortably into the soft sheets. He glanced up at you and smiled weakly, patting the spot on the bed next to him. “Come here,lay with me” You laid down next to him and he cuddled closer to you.

[gay-as-hell-blog]

I read a whole oneshot about JD/Jason Dean from Heathers and only after I finished I realized it was fem! reader.

Please label in tags if the story of fem! or masc! reader, and if it’s fem! reader don’t put a #masc!reader or #male reader in the tag’s it’s not funny.

Like and reblog if you can relate to this

GN and Male Readers after they expect the Reader in an X Reader story to be GN or Male, but instead they realize that the Reader is female:

[reticent-writer]

Hi! Feel free to reject but can I get Lucifer having a male (or female if you feel more comfortable writing that) best friend that everyone pretty much assumes they are together? Like JD and Turk friendship from Scrubs.

Example in this video: https://youtu.be/lgeoL_QV3y0?si=aupEDU2dD98aBklr

Lucifer x male best friend reader

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Lucifer is obviously JD in this situation

You used to be an angel untill Lucifer fell

U threw your halo off and fell through the clouds so he wouldn't be alone (even though he was there with lilth)

In hell you took on the roll of his assistant/advisor

You even lived with him and lilith

You like his other half

He cannot function with you and vise versa

Lilith couldn't believe that as straight as the two of you are completely gay for each other

When Charlie was born it was like she had 2 dads

"Y/N Y/N Y/N Y/N!" Lucifer came storming into your room, practically jumping out of his skin.

"WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT!" You matched his energy.

"CHARLIE INVITED ME TO THE HOTEL!" He squealed like a school girl.

"OH MY GOD! when?"

"In an hour.... We gotta get ready."

Que Lucifer and you rushing to look presentable (even though you already do)

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From the moment you two arrived at the hotel a certain spider demon took notice of your peculiar relationship.

You sat yourself at the bar along with mimzie.

"Soo you and the short guy fuckin'." Angel bluntly stated.

"Oh no no no. I'm straight. He's straight. But he's 100℅ mine." You explained.

"Oh like a bromance shorta thing, that's cute." Mimzie said while sipping on her drink.

"How long you two been together." Angel insist on considering you a couple.

"From the start."

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[littlexdeaths]

stage tech eddie munson x actress reader

warnings: modern!college au, lots of making out

y’all can blame this brain rot i’m currently having on a conversation i had with @rebelfell about techie eddie that ended up spawning all of this… thanks sarah for indulging me xx. 😘

also big kisses to @taintandviolent and @uglypastels for giving this a look over for me <3

“hey— sweetheart. you’re gonna miss your cue.”

eddie all but mumbles against your lips as you pull him in even closer, your bodies wedged between the heavy stage curtains.

“don’t care,” you reply almost breathlessly, allowing your lips to trail over his neck.

you are no longer interested in listening for the inevitable call of ‘veronica?’ to leave barb’s microphone. the music begins to swell just as you are supposed to rush out on stage to finish off the opening number.

while robin was initially supposed to help you with your quick change, when you rushed off stage you were surprised (and delighted) to find eddie in her place instead. the male gave you a cheeky grin as he had your blazer and skirt combo draped over his arm.

but the way his eyes continued to linger a little too long on your half naked figure once you slipped your costume up over your head— would only spell out trouble for both of you.

which was how you ended up half-dressed, blue blazer dangling off your shoulder and your lips smashed against his own. his hands tug you inevitably closer, rings digging into the meat of your hips while he effectively steals the air from your lungs.

your fingers grip tightly onto the cotton of his black t-shirt, feeling the heat radiating from his chest beneath the worn fabric. your lips eagerly drag across the thick skin of his throat, sucking harsh bruises onto the pale skin there.

this had been building for weeks— it had all started when eddie had offered to help you with your scene work. the male almost too eager to have you in his lap, grinding on him while you belted out the lyrics to dead girl walking.

but he’d had his eye on you from the moment you walked into that first rehearsal, all bright eyed and giddy. the more he saw you blossom under the glow of the stage lights, the more he wanted to call you his. little did he know that you felt the same way, despite your initial reservations.

the cast and crew should never mix— that’s what you were always told.

however your eyes would always seek out his lanky figure in the light booth during rehearsals. and you’d ‘accidentally’ leave your prop package of red vines out for him to steal, just to have an excuse to go up to booth to see him. only for him to hold them hostage above your head, dimples on full display as you fought to get them back.

but when you had to kiss your on stage JD— all you could think about how much better his lips would feel slotted against yours. and eddie can’t help but feel a sense of relief wash over him after you receive some feedback that the passion between you and jonathan was less than stellar.

but that low burning jealousy would rear it’s ugly head when you steadily began to improve.

wanton hands would paw at each other hungrily, those once dull kisses becoming increasingly more passionate with each rehearsal. and that blissful expression that flitted over your features while you gazed into the warmth of jonathan’s eyes has eddie crumbling the pages of his script beneath his fists.

but if this sudden improvement was because you were picturing eddie during your scenes together, no one was the wiser.

the mutual pining between you was palpable and downright maddening, to everyone involved in the production. so if some of them began to scheme a little behind the scenes to bring you two together, neither of you were aware of this recent development.

but everything finally come to a head with the culmination of what your cast mates so lovingly called, hell week. with the stress of opening night looming over your head, and the ever mounting tension between you two— it didn’t take much for your remaining resolve to crumble.

so when he gave you that look, all bets were off.

when eddie desperately tugs your mouth back to his, any worries that you shouldn’t be getting involved with one of your crew members is thrown out the window with each heated press of his lips. you can taste the lingering cigarette on his tongue and you’re engulfed in the musky, spicy scent that is so distinctly eddie when he reaches up to cup your cheek in his palm.

you are so wrapped up in each other that you don’t notice when the music stops abruptly and the burst of confused chatter erupts on the stage. eddie just pulls you in closer, eagerly swallowing the small whine that leaves your lips. the two of you only manage to pull apart when you hear nancy’s annoyed voice ringing out from behind the curtains.

“where the hell is veronica?”

you are a flurry of limbs and fabric as you struggle to pull on the rest of your costume, eddie’s rings accidentally getting caught in your hair during the process. he presses a soft kiss to your forehead in a silent apology before pushing you toward the bright lights of the stage.

you subtly wipe the gloss that was smeared across the corner of your mouth when you rush back out from behind the curtains. unaware that your blazer was buttoned incorrectly in your haste to finish dressing.

“sorry! costume malfunction! can we run it from the bridge?” you ask innocently.

nancy gives you a disapproving look from her stage manager’s seat, flipping the pages of her script back with a raised brow. you’re just thankful the director wasn’t here for this run through— or you’d have your ass chewed out for missing your big entrance.

“alright from the top of the bridge people, places!” she calls.

everyone utters a ‘thank you places’, while you duck back behind the curtain to get into position.

you can feel how flushed you are, adrenaline still pumping through your veins. whether that was from the way his lips were pressed against your own or the melting warmth of the stage lights, was hard to say. but you manage to catch his eye as he makes his way past you and the male can’t help but grin despite himself.

“don’t miss that cue again, sweet thing.” he teases, giving your ass a little pat before continuing on his way back towards the light booth.

[starboye]

pairing: drew starkey x male reader

request: drew starkey fucking jds younger brother(he’s a year behind jd and he’s got a fatty) and while he’s fucking the shit out of him jonothan davis d calls drew and he makes reader ride him while he’s on FaceTime with his brother and he better be quiet and not make a noise

warnings: smut, cursing, unprotected sex, rough sex

you don't even know how you got into position, face slammed into drews bed as he fucks you dumb, all you did was come over to his house to see if jonothan was here because you had to talk to him about something but the way drew was looking at you drove you both right to pound town.

although you didn't expect to do this you sure as hell were happy it happend, ever since jonothan started hanging out with drew you've had your eye on him, wanting him to take you somewhere private and fuck the life out of you, and i guess now you got that.

"who woulda thought my best friends brother was such a slut" drew says holding your hips in place so he can effortlessly fuck into you "fuckkk you feel so good drew" you moan backing your ass onto him wanting more and more pleasure "you just love this dick huh" drew teases "mhm" you nod.

"yeah throw that ass back on it" drew smirks letting go of your hips and you obey backing your ass against drews hips, fucking yourself on his dick "yeahhh keep going just like that for daddy" drew groans throwing his head back and just feeling you around him so well.

you both are brought to a stop when drews phone rings "who the fuck could this be" drew says leaning over you to get his phone from the night stand, he looks at the phone for a second before a devilish grin creeps onto his face "well who could this be" drew taunts turning the phone to how you who's calling.

your eyes widen to see it's your brother jonothan calling drew "wait please don't answer it" you beg trying to get off drews dick but he pulls you back onto him making you moan out "don't worry i wont answer it... yet" he says turning over in the bed to rest on his back.

he pulls you on top his lap with his dick still nuzzled in your hole "ride me and stay quiet so we won't get caught" drew whispers as he answer the phone "hey wassup j" drew greets "whats good drew" jonothan greets back.

"what do you need" drew asks, his hand placed on your hips to keep you steady as the hold his thighs, riding him as he talks to your brother "was gonna ask if you wanna come to this party im having" jonothan asks "yeah sure i'd be down can i invite a friend" drew asks glaring over to you riding him.

"yeah who" jonothan asks "oh just someone i meet the other day and i really like them" drew says in a teasing manner towards you making you smile a little before a thrusts his hips up into you, you let out a little moan, jonothan could hear the little moan too.

"and would that special someone be there with you right now" jonothan asks with a smirk "maybe" drew replys with an equal smirk "well then hello special someone" jonothan says through the phone still not knowing it's you making you internally freak out and grab the phone to hang up.

"what, nervous your brother almost saw you getting railed by his best friend" drew snickers "fuck you" you smile "c'mere" drew says grabbing you and kissing you as he thrusts up into you harshly, you moan into his mouth as you both messily kiss "so fucking good" you say in between the kiss "want me to cum in you" drew asks holding you against his chest with his arms wrapped around your back.

"please" you whine and drew delivers your request, fucking you so hard you could hear his balls slapping against your ass before he slams into you one last time to push the cum as far as possible into your ass, you moan out with him as you both cum, your cum staining both of your chests.

"i fucking love you" drew says in the middle of his high making your heart beat against your chest "i love you too" you moan, you both now coming down from your high and realizing what you said "well that was something" drew chuckles moving the sweaty hair from his face "wanna go to that party with me" drew asks trying to lighten the situation "yes please" you say cuddling into his chest.

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[takusan-no-ai]

Well, aren’t you a cutie

PAIRING: Jane x Male Reader (Romantic) (Suggestive)

SUMMARY: (Y/N) meets Jane Doe, and a simple friendship becomes something more.

You’re an officer working at New Eridu Public Security, having been a member for some years now. The top of your class in the training academy, and past roommates with Seth, it’s safe to say you had connections in the industry.

Those connections led to you being entrusted as a “thug” for an undercover operation. Naturally, you were entrusted to work with your new temporary boss, Jane Doe. And boy, she wasn’t anything you were expecting.

For starters, she was a flirt; “Hey there handsome, nice to meet you. Think you can carry my luggage to the car? Your big strong arms can handle it~”. It was never ending with this woman. And the worst part is that after a while it started to work; being complimented just felt good, especially when it came from her.

You’re pretty good at undercover work, so you were effortlessly able to keep up with Jane’s choices and adapt accordingly. It built a nice camaraderie between you two. Fortunately, this didn’t stop after the mission was done.

Letting out a grunt, (Y/N) stretched in his chair, ready for his shift to finally end. Someone knocked on his desk beside him, though he already knew who it was. Jane Doe, who was now leaning over his chair to face him upside down. Her rat tail swaying back and forth.

“I have another mission next week. I was hoping you’d be my underling again.” She said. (Y/N) smirked, seeing an opportunity to get back at Jane for all that teasing last time.

“As much as I enjoy being under you, I don’t like mixing work and pleasure, Jane. You should pick someone who’s more qualified rather than someone you just miss.” He teased. Jane hummed before sitting on his lap and taking a bite out of the apple he was saving for later.

“I can’t help it. A guy with such charisma like you is all the pleasure I need. Work with me, and make me happy~” Jane countered his attempt without even trying. A blush appeared on both of their faces; one anxious, and the other excited.

“I’m starting to think you’re talking about more than work, Jane.” (Y/N) said cautiously. Jane smiled, getting up while her tail wrapped around his waist.

“Nonsense. I simply mix work and pleasure.” She walked off, giggling. (Y/N) chased after her, only to be met with a crumbled piece of paper smacking him on the face.

“Call Me. - JD”

- Fin

[metalheads-trash-bin]

Hello everyone! My name is Toby, I’m a beginner writer and love to make shit uber realistic for readers. Here’s all the info about my stuff!

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Key:

Ships

Notices

Warnings

Fandoms

Baseline importance

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So far I have three fanfics, a fourth is on the way.

All of my fics will be linked down below! They are wips, so please be patient. Each has their own schedule so make sure to read!

All fanfics will have nsfw, and I don’t mean the basic “stick penis in hole” shit. I mean detailed, loving, and non vanilla nsfw.

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TROLLS:

The first one is my all time fav: Fliff! It goes into Floyd’s trauma, his healing, and realistic dynamics between the characters. This fanfic will be updated twice a week, it used to be updated every day but that’s not survivable long term for me ^^

The second one is Breek! Creek is in no way infantilized in this fanfic. I look at things in a psychological aspect and make damn well sure he’s not babygirlified. This fic goes into Creek’s trauma, Branch’s trauma, allll the trauma, a bunch of healing, and a little bit of angst. It’s updated whenever I feel, but it won’t be abandoned or rarely touched!

The third one is John Dory x Reader! In this it talks about JD’s trauma, some headcanons of his diagnostics, and a bunch of intimate stuff and heart to heart stuff. He is not glamorized in this fic, instead he’s recovering and in therapy. He also has a smallll teeny weeny alcohol issue, but he’s in therapy for that as well! The reader is a trans male, fat L if you can’t handle that. <3 It’s updated whenever I feel just like the Breek fic, but it won’t be abandoned or rarely touched!

The fics are interconnected, so if you see a ship or lore that’s in one of them, assume it’ll be mentioned or involved in the other!

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CREEPYPASTA:

I am currently working on ideas for a rework of a Jeff x reader fic I read. It had a really nice plot but the execution was absolutely horrendous + it was abandoned. I’ll type more info as I update!

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Where else you can contact me or see my content:

Insta: _.metalheads.trash.bin._

Twitter: _mhs_trash_bin_

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And with that…

!!Release the hounds!!

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Summary:

Floyd is forced into therapy after Branch takes him to his annual checkup since he's staying with him.

Branch's reason for sending him being that he notices Floyd's facade of "being fine" and totally not traumatized even toward a doctor. This leads to him sitting in therapy, which in turn gives him homework. Whats the first assignment you ask?

Making friends besides your brothers and Poppy.

Who better than Barb, the queen of rock, as a starting point??

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It was the last few weeks of fall, Branch heading to the forest to get the final harvest for the season. There were rumors of an animal lurking around the farm, he didn't realize that that animal was a familiar face.

Summary:

You're a metal/rock troll starting a new life in Pop Village. During one of your bonding activities with Branch, you notice a large creature in the meadow.

Why not pay the owner a visit??

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PS. I have a shit ton of playlists on Spotify of ships, characters, and more! Check em out down below~

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[storydays]

C'mon, baby! Let's Go CRAZY

John Dory X Male! Rock Troll! Husband! Reader.

John Dory chuckled to himself as he watched his three children chase their cousins around. Currently, he was relaxing at the bar with his brothers', enjoying a drink and warm atmosphere.

After meeting Bruce, and knowing how dangerous things were, JD asked his sweet sister in law, Brandi, if he could leave his children safe on Vacay Island until either his partner came for them or he himself came back.

Of course, she happily kept the 3 Trollings. "It's honestly safer for them," she chided him before they left.

The oldest at 10 years old, Ash was a stubborn Troll and got along well with Bruce's oldest child, Cove. They were both super sarcastic but cared deeply about their siblings.

Cove would show Ash all of the cool hiding places on Vacay Island, and Ash was small enough that they could fit into the nooks and crannies that Cove couldn't reach. The two pre-teens bonded over learning about being non-binary and being true to themselves.

Ash took after John the most. Their hair color, eye color, and was a Pop Troll. Ash even wore compression gloves like their Papa, to keep their shaking hands still when drawing in their sketch book.

Then their only girl, Brooke, was an exact carbon copy of her Daddy. She was only 6 years old, but she was a wild card. She would jump off of stuff, then used her (h/c) pigtails to catch herself at the last moment. She took after John's husband in personality, looks, and even in music genre: Rock! John's favorite part was that (Y/N) and Brook shared (e/c) eyes.

Honestly, most of John's gray hair comes from that child. She was LaBreezey's little shadow. "She's just following what her big cousin does because to her, LaBreezy is her hero." Brandi laughed when John wondered outloud.

Ugh, John could just hear his husband's smirk when Brooke started talking about the government's control..or lack of it. Great, he already (Y/N) to worry about, now he's got two to deal with. Hopefully, that phase will pass soon.

The teal haired Troll hissed when he felt something tug sharply on his tail. Looking down, he brightened, seeing his youngest, Reed making grabby hands at him, demanding attention. John set his drink down before grabbing the Trolling.

"Reed! Finally up from your nap, little man?" Reed was currently struggling with speech, so he just made some babbling noises, before cuddling in his Papa's arms.

Reed was quite the surprise. John and (Y/N) thought they were done having kids, both of them in their late 30's. But one day, they woke up to Reed's egg sitting snugly in John's head.

Reed was a little miracle egg, and hatched looking like both of his fathers, John's hair, (Y/N)'s nose, but what was unique about the little dude, he had heterochromia. So his right eye was the same blue as John's and the calm (e/c) as (Y/N).

"So, where are you John Dory?" Bruce snapped his older brother out of his thoughts, making him realize his siblings' were looking at him.

"Huh?" John asked dumbly. Clay snickered, "John Dory has left the building, gentlemen." They joked, making the other brothers laugh.

"Ha ha." He chuckled, jumping slightly when he heard Brooke squeal loudly. BroZone looked over to where the little teal trolling watched excitedly as a (s/c) Troll went nacho diving.

Even though, there was salsa and cheese in their eyes, the new Troll got out yelling happily and excitedly. Bruce's children and John's older children crowed around him, chattering away.

Bruce frowned, knowing his kids wanted to copy the mysterious Troll's actions. "Ugh, that is so reckless. Now the kids are going to want to do it, and they'll be all sticky. Have you ever tried to give children in general a bath? Not to mention my kids are giants." He groaned.

John ignored his brothers' as Reed's tail excitedly wagged in his face, pointing towards the crowd.

Laughing, he adjusted the little Troll and stood up. "Okay, okay, we're going." He turned towards his brothers, with a raised brow. "Y'all coiming?"

BroZone scrambled after their brother, watching in shock as the new Troll grinned and rushed to John Dory. John stopped him with his tail, and deadpanned expression. "You are NOT touching us, until you've showered or rinsed off, (Y/N)."

(Y/N) grinned mischievously, turning towards Ash and Brooke, who bore matching grins. "Come on, kids!" "Wait, no!" John yelped when he was suddenly pushed from behind and pulled into the stream.

BroZone watched as (Y/N) held Reed in his arms, with a smug grin on his face. "Well, I rinsed off." He cackled, helping John Dory out of the water, before leaning in and kissing the grumpy Troll.

John smiled into the kiss, and kissed him back.

"Daaaadddddssss!!!!" Ash and Brooke squealed laughed, as John and (Y/N) covered their children's eyes with their tails.

Pulling back, (Y/N) pulled his children into his arms, squeezing tight. "Sorry it took so long for me to get here. This place is a good 3 day ride by caterbus. And I forgot my snacks!!!" (Y/N) whined, ears pointing down, perking up when his children giggled." So when I saw those nachos, I had to dive in and eat something."

John laughed, shaking his head. "Papa, I think our uncles' stopped working.." Ash pointed towards the frozen BroZone where their jaws dropped and stared wide eyed.

"Oh, right! (Y/N), babe, these are my brothers! Spruce, who now goes by Bruce, Clay, Floyd, and Bit-- I mean Branch. Guys, this is my husband, (Y/N)."

"Husband?" asked Clay. They were cool with it, same sex relationships weren't taboo or anything, but Clay was just surprised that John Dory of all people was in one.

"Cool." Floyd smiled.

"Papa?" Bruce whispered, a smile growing on his face.

"(Y/N)?" mumbled Branch, your name sounding familiar.

"Dada!" Reed giggled, tail wrapping around (Y/N)'s forearm.

"Uh-oh."

[cowboywritersworld]

can you please write an Damian Priest X Fem Reader Story where Reader is crushing on him and him also for her (which no one knows) but is part of the New Judgment Day where she gets mistreated by the rest by just be good enough to help Liv, Finn and JD to retain their titles and before an RAW starts Liv and Finn are talking about how they wanna beat them after an match where Damian is going one on one against Carlito after the Match which Damian won they did as they said but reader has enough and turns on the New Judgment Day by attacking JD and when Liv tries to attack her Rhea helps her and Reader just screams at Liv that she is sick and tired by them and joins Rhea and Damian by finally confess to damian and just kiss her, afterwards they stand tall in the ring together

You are better

General Masterlist | WWE Masterlist | Damian Priest Masterlist

Characters: Damian Priest, Reader. Mentioned: Liv Morgan, Finn Balor, Rhea Ripley

Prompt: can you please write an Damian Priest X Fem Reader Story where Reader is crushing on him and him also for her (which no one knows) but is part of the New Judgment Day where she gets mistreated by the rest by just be good enough to help Liv, Finn and JD to retain their titles and before an RAW starts Liv and Finn are talking about how they wanna beat them after an match where Damian is going one on one against Carlito after the Match which Damian won they did as they said but reader has enough and turns on the New Judgment Day by attacking JD and when Liv tries to attack her Rhea helps her and Reader just screams at Liv that she is sick and tired by them and joins Rhea and Damian by finally confess to damian and just kiss her, afterwards they stand tall in the ring together

A/N: hope you like it!

The more time passes by, the more you regret joining the New Judgement Day. You can't find yourself at ease with them, they are basically only using you to ensure that those who have titles, will still keep it at the end of the matches, by cheating.

You are way more than that though and you perfectly are aware of that. You sigh as you wander backstage: you are not supposed to be out there for a while, and you don't fancy staying with your teammates right now.

You stop as you hear a male voice, hiding for a moment, a blush appearing on your cheeks. Damian Priest... The man who you have a secret crush on. He is talking to someone, who you assume it's Rhea Ripley, but the interlocutor is hidden by his big body.

Your gaze can't focus on anything else but his broad shoulders, his back, the form of his a-. You shake your head, trying to recompose yourself, starting to walk the other way.

"Yeah, he is going to win against Carlito, we can't help it, but once the bell rings we get out and beat him up." That is Finn's voice and suddenly you can see, from the corner of your eyes, that he is speaking to Liv. "JD, me and Dominik will have him, you and Y/N better make sure Rhea doesn't interfere."

You can hear footsteps and you look up, when they stop in front of you. "Ohy, I am sure you just heard what we said, so you better go prepare yourself, loafer." You hate Liv so much, you can't stand her, but she'll get everything back later.

"I'd watch your back, if I was you, Morgan." You hiss at her, making her gasp and give you a smack on the cheek. It burns, but you smile creepy. "Bye."

You leave them both there, getting to the locker room, where you wore you i/r/g and just went to wait near Gorilla. There, you see Damian once again, waiting for his music to hit. You smile, he can't see you and you don't want to disturb him since he seems focused. You can see from the language of his body, how he stands there straight, looking into the distance. Damian can't see you, but you notice how he turns around and looks, as if he knows someone - or maybe you - is there watching him.

Your gaze falls on his lips and for a moment you wish you are kissing him - a good luck kiss - but he doesn't know your feelings towards him. You blush at your own thoughts, hiding behind a pillar when it seems like he has spotted you.

"Playing hide and seek, are we?" He reaches you quickly, a grin on his lips.

"I am not. I just..." You stop for a moment, pondering what to say. "I just didn't want to disturb you. Plus, technically, I am still an enemy, so we shouldn't be talking." You look away, chuckling nervously.

"Oh of course, can't let myself get distracted by such a beauty." He smirks at your blush.

"Stop it! You should go, it's almost time for you to get out there." You try to push him away, but damn is he huge.

"Will wait for you out there then. Don't forget it."

He winks at you and lets you finally alone, like he hasn't just embarrassed you. That flirt means he feels the same? Or is he just playing with you?

You watch the match sitting on a crate, standing up not much before the end, waiting for the ambush to start. As JD starts to attack Damian, you rush out to the ring, attacking him from behind, punching and kicking him.

You stop only when Finn and Liv get there as well. You give your back to Damian and JD, taking a step back when Liv charges at you. You avoid her, making her crash against the ropes, smiling when you feel a hand on your shoulder. You don't need to check, to know it is Rhea who has your back right now and you are proven right when she steps in front of you, handing you a microphone in the meantime.

"This is the last straw, Liv! I am done! I am not who you all are trying to picture me. I am sick and tired of all of you, of how you all treat me!" You scream into the microphone, your face only inches away from Liv's, before she gets dragged out of the ring by Dominik." Yes, retreat, you cowards. You'll pay for this."

You can hear someone clapping behind you and you smile as you turn around when you notice it is Damian.

"This is where I belong, these are the right persons I should be with." You point at the Terror Twins as you speak. "And this is where my heart especially belongs." You walk to Damian, standing in front of Damian. "I can't hide it anymore, Damian, but my heart belongs to you."

You let the microphone fall on the ring, a blush appearing on your cheeks as you finally confessed it. You get on your tiptoes and finally kiss Damian, who is still shocked at your words.

"I love you, Damian." You whisper to him when you finally divide yourself, smirking.

"You sure are a sneaky girl, but I have to love this behavior of yours." He smirks and finally holds your hand up, while Rhea does the same.

[brights-place]

Hi! I was wondering if I could request a John Dory x reader where JD is just whipped for the reader. You know that meme 'when a bad b tells me what to do'? I can just imagine when JD and the reader first meet he started to flirt with her and try to impress her and all but over time he ends up wrapped around their finger to the point he just does whatever they say because he's so in love. His brothers would definitely tease him lol

John dory with an Dom! Reader

Pairings: John Dory X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Teasing

A/N: John dory is whipped for his S/o... WHIPPED I SAY!

- When he first met you it was obviously so fucking sad to watch this male fail to flirt with you - The moment your figure loomed over him he blushed so hard he nearly became an puddle - "your really bad at this aint'cha?" Your voice echoed into one ear and out the other as he mentally wanted to propose to you on the spot and he didn't even know you that much yet - Every time he finds you he would try impress you and would always fail - Though it was entertaining for you cause every time you initiated an conversation he'd be an blushing babbling mess - Give john a simple command and he'll do it immediately, no questions asked - Ask them to buy you a snack from the nearest store? he'll return back with a bagful of others that he thought you would like! he''d do chores - He would do anything for you tie up your shoes fix your clothes and help you or just be beside you the whole time - He confessed first when you and him where cloud watching randomly both of you where flustered messes but John was even more flustered realizing he slipped up - Definitely starts to try find wherever you are after he's had a bad day or had been in his head too long - He would do anything for you tie up your shoes fix your clothes and help you or just be beside you the whole time - He confessed first when you and him where cloud watching randomly both of you where flustered messes but John was even more flustered realizing he slipped up - Definitely starts to try find wherever you are after he's had a bad day or had been in his head too long

- You were visiting branch with John dory and his other brothers while you sat on an chair with branch and floyd chatting away as Clay, Bruce and John dory were in the kitchen making coffee - THIS BITCH CLAIMS! CLAIMS HE IS THE ONE IN THE RELATIONSHIP THAT HOLDS EVERYTHING TOGETHER! - This smug little shit is LYIN! cause once you heard that while you were chatting with branch and floyd you paused before speaking "John!" your voice called out as John dory perked up quickly noticing how you quickly patted your lap

- he quickly rushed over and sat on your lap while sipping his coffee as you and the others snicker - John dory slapped himself in his face cursing under his breath as bruce mocked JD "I'm the most dominant in our relationship" Bruce mimicked as the others soon decided to tease their older brother who just rolled his eyes while still sitting on your lap - John dory obviously gets teased alot by his brothers by this - he would do anything for you in order to make sure you're happy and safe

- One call of you saying his name or you just walk past he is following behind like an love sick puppy.

- you walk past he's dropping everything and tries to flex his muscles...

- You laugh alot because of it He thinks because you find him hot... It's acutally the face he makes when trying to flex he looks so focused its cute

- TOUCH-STARVED! HE IS TOUCHED STARVE! GIVE HIM HIS AFFECTION! He's love struck when you pepper his face with kisses - Melts into your hands easily as he is on your lap looking at you with admiration as he smiles while you praise him

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[imasoftieforbarb]

Any headcanons for Floyd x Rock Troll!Male and/or GN reader, specifically the reader meeting Floyd's brothers?

Rock male reader meeting Floyd’s brothers

He’s so nervous

I’m gonna imagine that he’s come out to his brothers by this point

But this is gonna be the first time they’re gonna meet his boyfriend

He ends up deciding to organise a family picnic

When his brothers ask why- he tells them he wants to introduce them to someone

Chaos ensues

He’s nervous, you’re scared!

What if they don’t like you? What if his brothers are scared of rock trolls after the past events

Despite being nervous, Floyd reassures you that his brothers are gonna love you

Encourages you to dress up, not dress down

Both of you walk over to where the picnic is being held- a tiny bit late

Floyd was laughing as you told him about how at your bands latest concert, after your last song- your guitarist tried to break his guitar but it ended up bouncing back into his face

You were just in the middle of re-enacting it when everyone came into view

“It literally bounced off the floor into his face it was hilarious!”

“Did it hurt?”

“Well I mean he looked like- oh, uh hi!”

Que nervous Floyd again

You grab his hand and walk over to everyone and take a seat with him

“Hey I’m M/n! It’s cool to meet you finally!”

THE CHAOS ENSUES ONCE MORE

The bros love you-

They watch how you interact with Floyd and simultaneously realise that you are both WHIPPED for each other

Jd definitely starts to tell alllll the embarrassing stories

(You ask for a wallet sized pic of him in his denim suit)

After the picnic you walk back to pop village together

Floyd insists you stay the night because Volcano Rock City is quite a journey back

The minute you leave the room after agreeing he gets teased about that