#look at em they're all together ;w;!!!

[wishi-selfships]

work on chainsaw man si (gabi) lore so I can post it and have people enjoy the work I've tirelessly slaved over for ~2 years ❌️

make another gabi variant 🥰✅️✅️✅️✅️

anyway gabi variant whose a reality traveller like wishi. she travels the same way wishi does (through portals but sometimes they kinda just phase in and out bc it's funny) except she's also able to dream-walk through realities.

(no super real visual differences between her and the usual csm gabi's. she just doesn't have the abnormal traits (ahoge, eye rings, and the line down her spine. though i'm contemplating letting her keep the ahoge bc it's cute. visual difference is because this gabi never needed wishi to give her powers, she kinda just spawned in with them 🙇🏽‍♀️)

she has a silly "meet-cute" kind of thing w/ denji after accidentally going into his dream while she slept normally. they meet each other more often in his dreams and they start falling in love w/ one another; denji thinks she's literally his dream girl (but also in a metaphorical sense because she is, in a way, his dream girl) while gabi knows the truth and just doesn't correct him. 🔽🔽

they do end up meeting irl after gabi actually travels to his reality while trying to escape something else. she kinda just gets spit out via portal into his kitchen in the middle of breakfast lowkey and denji goes "omg it's my dream gf !!! whaght is she doing in my kitchen ..." and she goes "...." cause she hit her head on the counter so she's outta there @-@

ermm other stuff happen I guesssss but that's unimportant !!! the real importance is the fact that they're actually together now in REAL life !!!! no need for gabi to hijack his dreams to see his cute ass face when she can kiss it in the waking world 😋✌🏽!!!

tho they still do sleep 2gether 100%. they gotta !!! but this time they actually get to rest because they know they'll see each other in the waking world 🫶🏽

(queued post bc it is like 6:21 am rn and I'm not gonna wake up early enough to post at a good time T□T)

[still-a-morosexual-help]

i agree with the whole thing about mc not needing anymore love interests. tbh i feel like diavolo should’ve been the only datable side character (and also solomon but that’s me being biased bc he charmed his way into my heart) since he’s so interested in humans so he would naturally spend more and more time w mc. simeon and barbatos had the same aura as your older brothers best friend. yes they’re charming and it’s nice to imagine a relationship w them but they’re also emotionally unavailable and just don’t seem that interested in you anyway romantically.

Honestly I don't see Diavolo as a dateable either

When they first announced the side characters becoming dateables I was so visibly excited about Diavolo being dateable that I got a couple asks about whether this meant I'd be ditching Mammon

But I don't like the way they executed it?

They kinda just sprang it at the end of s2 with 0 build up?

I mean Solomon's being showing interest in MC since S1 (though I don't really interpret that as romantic interest) that it's believable when he starts liking them?

But even mid way through S2 Diavolo had no real interest in MC other than the 'they're human gotta keep 'em safe to make sure my millenia old dream suceeds' and 'if they die lucifer is going to be big sad' kind

Okay maybe my bitterness at the execution is making me exagerate. I'm sure he cared about MC as a person and/or a friend in S2 but it's never enough to justify the sudden romantic twist at the end of s2

The focus when it came to Diavolo or Lucifer in S2 was all about their relationship with each other and MC acting as the therapist. To the point that:

a.) Lucifer (with amnesia) asked MC what he was doing talking about other men (Diavolo) the last time they were together in a romantic spot (the top of a ferris wheel)

b.) MC's gonna fucking explode and take all three worlds with them and Diavolo refuses to tell the brothers till the very end because:

I mean look, you can't suddenly claim he's in love with MC when a few lessons ago he was willing to keep the fact that MC was a ticking time bomb from people who could have helped just because he wanted to not upset Lucifer for as long as possible

Also not Diavolo fighting for his life trying to deflect Simeon's questions and Simeon basically going

Even now each time Diavolo says something romantic to MC it's like getting hit in the face because it feels like it came outta nowhere

[lowkeyrobin]

Omg mcyt when their crush asks them out, but the reader is just surprising chill? Like, it's so casual it's insane just a "Hey, you wanna go out sometime?" while scrolling through sm and chillling lmao

oooooo okay okay I see the vision ; thank you for requesting!!

MCYT ; nonchalant ask-out

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, & quackity

warnings ; language

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

you were sitting on the train to go visit some friends for a stream

you were sitting next to the window, facing the back of the train, while he was on the opposite side, also sitting next to the window, although his backpack was perched so he could rest an arm on top of it

you turn to him and just kinda ask as you're passing a field of cows

"you wanna go bowling sometime? like, as a date? it's fine if you don't wanna" you shrug

Tommy just blinks as his cheeks get a little red

"Uh, sure. I mean, yeah!"

you guys get to where you're going and while he's with tubbo, more secluded from you, tells him about it

"y/n like, casually asked me out on the train and I said yes! I don't know what happened, it was so weird"

"they're concerningly laid back about everything, you know this"

"...true"

RANBOO

you were doing a stream watching flushed away

lots of laughter and fucking around considering you were on the couch sitting next to each other with a camera in front of you

"what is happening right now???"

"hey, Ran?"

"hm?"

"you wanna go to dinner sometime? like a date?"

chat explodes and you're trending on Twitter before he can even respond

"uhm, uh, yeah, sure"

"cool"

they later tweet a "that was unscripted, and weird. y/n is never streaming w me again"

you reply with "yeah, sure pal"

"okay y/ns steaming w me tmr night stay tuned!!"

FREDDIE BADLINU

you guys + harry were making puppets at his place for a little prank, and making your friends into puppets as well

you were making him while he was making Tommy, and harry was making kermit (??), making some conversation for the camera

you're mostly working on the floor next to Harry because the table wasn't big enough for the three of you

you look up and just kinda blurt it out

"Hey, Freddie, you wanna go rollerskating sometime?"

harrys the first to speak "what the hell?"

"sorry, bad time"

"wh-no, actually, I'd love too" Freddie smiles

he later edits that with some music like it's 2019, pixel meme glasses and all

"got a date, wwwww"

NIKI NIHACHU

you were both playing on the qsmp, and taking care of em

niki passed over some food bc you were building something for her and ran out of food

"Hey, niki, would you ever go on a date with me?"

"wh- oh, uh, I mean, yeah!"

"cool"

her chat explodes and so does yours LMAO

ppl clip it and it's a hot topic on qsmp tumblr for a week or so

you tweet after stream "date ideas, GO"

niki responds with "you have to come here first, y/n/n 😭"

ALEX QUACKITY

you were out exploring the city together for a little vlog on your alt channel

you were talking and having a good time and whatnot, exploring stores and restaurants and parks

"hey, Alex, would you ever like, date me, I guess?"

"yeah- I mean, uhm, I guess so"

"cool"

when you guys get back to the hotel he instantly gets on a call w some friends, whom are streaming, and quickly rants about it, leaving you nameless tho

you see the clipped bit on YouTube the next day and can't help but smile cause honestly w move

[p0rk-guts]

HUSKER!!!! Husk. Whatever. THIS OLD CAT!!!! ^ - ^

comparison + breakdown ⬇️

Look idk what possible lore reasons there could be for Husk having bird wings and tail feathers whether it's hidden somewhere online or to be determined later in the show even though I can't for the life of me even guess why they're there (if you've got any hc's tho I'd love to hear em) but I just got rid of em entirely, at least for the time being. Declutters him a little. They're definitely a little much.

And I've always hated those buttons on his chest fur... Are they part of his pattern.... Are they hot glued on...... What is it with Viv and melting clothing and flesh together.........

He also does NOT look 60-70 like at all (pretty sure that's canon but I just got it off the wiki) so I tried to remedy that by giving him more wrinkles and creases. He's a Persian cat thing now bc some of them really do be lookin like mustache wearing old guys fr. Also his neck fluff is sorta supposed to allude to facial hair w/ some greying sprinkled in! He's officially like... 62 now. + He's fatter bc 1) beer belly 2) Persian cat build and 3) Vivzie twink fatigue

Husk's outfit is objectively silly for his grown ass to be wearing but I like the hc I've seen around as that being a stipulation in his deal with Alastor where he figuratively and literally "took the shirt off his back". Considering how as an overlord he had a nice suit and he (possibly. Definitely In headcanons) doesn't even like showing off sinner features, or his body at all, especially not in such a way. Is this canonically the case? Probably not. But hey 🤷🏾‍♀️

I made some comparatively minimal changes there. I undid his tie bc man's usually drunk and doesn't have the energy to fuss with it. I also gave the ends a bit of a spade shape. The clasps on his suspenders are meant to be clovers and there are still hearts on his hands. For the diamond face... I kinda tried to put it into his tail? But that's kinda iffy so 3.5/4 card faces achieved 👍🏾

Turned his top hat into a more flat wide brim hat that i could NOT for the life of me find a name for... Just wider fedoras I think? but they seemed to be kinda popular at the time. For my Husk, as an overlord he occasionally wore a fancy top hat when he was showing off, and now this is like. His downgrade replacement he's got to wear. + Some playing cards tucked into the hat band!

Made those yellows his primary colors bc in my rewrite greed is gold and I definitely think that would've been one of his major sins in life. Also a bit of gluttony too, which I made orange, so I added some of those tones in there. Allsoo after fussing with the colors for literal days I stilllll kindahateemalittle BUT IT'S FINE. I'll figure it out

And that's all for him!! Realized I forgot to put the little anti Viv banner on my last post but then again idgaf fr it's whatever. If you don't know I hate her you'll learn before long

And, of course, dvelopment sketches 4 sticking around!!!!

Ok that's all bye ✌🏾🧍🏾‍♀️

[platonicyanderereverie]

I dunno if you do doubles but if you do then awesome, if you don't then don't worry about it or you can just pick one character!

But what about Yandere platonic Dottore and Pantalone as a tweenager(11-13) reader and they're like readers dads even though reader wants nothing to do them I was thinking letter A, B, C, E, G, H, J, M, O, P, R, S, T, U V, W, AND Z! I know this is alot but please choose which ones you want to do if these are too much, all I ask is that maybe you especially Z, S, W, T, O, J, H, F, D, OR C! Again pick at which ever one you want!! Thank you!!

( I luv your platonic yandere writing!!!)

Thank you for your request‼️ I tried my best to do the main ones you wanted <3 I really hope you like em

Platonic yandere Dottore and Pantalone with a tween reader using the yandere alphabet!!

[Warnings!: usual possessive behaviour, implied kidnapping, isolation and so on]

Zenith

(Would they ever break their darling?)

Chances are, no. Dottore is very calculated with his advances and actions, and Pantalone tries to avoid actively placing you in situations that could make you crumble. However, it's not entirely impossible for their child to snap under the pressure, and both of them would be highly displeased if that happened. They would immediately swoop in, attempting to piece you back together.

Stigma

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

For Pantalone, his childhood was filled with troubles. Born poor, he always felt beneath everyone else, constantly forced to look at things he wished he had from afar. He never wants that for you; he wants to give you the childhood he wished he had, even if he becomes overbearing in the process.

Dottore, on the other hand, experienced significant mental isolation. Driven by an unquenchable thirst for knowledge, he strives to understand everything there is to know. You seem like a book with endless pages to study, each one holding possibilities that he craves to uncover. His obsession drives him to push you onto the same page as him, fueling his desire for intellectual satisfaction.

Wit's End

(Would they ever hurt their darling?)

The short answer is yes, but it would be in calculated, mentally focused strides. If you've been particularly disobedient, expect isolation, loss of privileges, and an intense struggle to regain the love they once showered on you freely. You might even find yourself wrapped up in a few of the doctor's "tests." Nothing serious, but certainly enough to leave a lasting impression.

Tears

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

Pantalone would be the first to lean forward and wipe your tears. He hates seeing you upset, he truly does, but if it’s due to a punishment, he'll softly coo, reassuring you that it’s all necessary. Meanwhile, the doctor might run a hand through your hair in a slightly chastising manner.

Screaming or throwing a tantrum would earn you disappointed looks from both of them. They’d regard you as a child throwing a fit over not getting what you want. Dottore would shake his head, speaking in a cool, calm tone to remind you that such behavior is unfavorable. Pantalone might attempt to soothe you with promises or small gifts if nothing else seems to work.

Isolating yourself would prove difficult, as they’d quickly sense your withdrawal. Once they do, they’d reel you back in for a lecture and enforce some "mandatory family time."

Oppression

(How many rights would they take away from their darling?)

Most likely, they'd control nearly every aspect of your schedule. Pantalone would ensure it’s filled with classes and tutors, while Dottore would require time in his lab. You wouldn’t be making any significant decisions on your own either, as they consider you too naïve and impulsive. Despite this, they still expect a certain level of engagement and respect from you, even if you’re resistant.

Jealousy

(Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?)

Jealousy is an interesting concept when it comes to your fathers. Pantalone is confident and self assured in his status, knowing no one else could give you everything he can. No one else would sacrifice as much as he would for you, even if you don’t recognize it. If someone tries to interfere, he has the power to make sure they can’t.

Dottore, however, would be fascinated by jealousy itself, viewing it as a curious feeling. Understanding its implications, he deals with it by turning it into a personal experiment. He identifies the cause of the itch in the back of his mind and manipulates situations so that you seek him out, he won't fetch you himself, oh no, you will be the one cementing your dependence on him. He won't stop until he’s fully satisfied with the results.

Hell

(What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?)

Once, you managed to slip away from the manor, somehow finding yourself wandering the streets, finally tasting freedom and reveling in spite.

However, I hope your short loved feedom was worth it. Upon your inevitable return (having been dragged back by the agents), you faced endless berating from Pantalone and a slew of unpleasant new tasks from Dottore, not to mention an extended session in his lab. Anything that entertained you was confiscated, and any servant you liked was dismissed. And god forbid If one of them had assisted your escape, the punishment would be even harsher. You were met with cold discipline, leaving you powerless to change the outcome. Days seemed to blur, each one more isolating than the last. Should you resist further, you might find yourself bedridden, unwell due to "mysterious circumstances."

Darling

(Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?)

Short answer, yes. For one, they expect you to stay with them, fulfilling their aspirations for you. To them, it’s simply that you can't see what’s best for you yet. Resistance is futile; listening to them would make things so much easier. Furthermore, you don’t have a say in spending time with them...it’s simply not optional.

Cruelty

(How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?)

Pantalone would present the situation as a luxurious arrangement, framing it not as a victory for himself but rather as the natural, ideal state of things. He’d act as though everything is perfectly fine, assuring you that all you need to do is stick with family.

Dottore, however, would be slightly more biting. He wouldn’t mock you outright, but his words would carry a tone of condescension. He’d calmly lay out the terms of your new reality, driving home just how powerless you are, making sure you fully understand the situation.

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(Original request forum)

[kiaxet]

Sooooo y’all see the latest @somerandomdudelmao comic update? Because once again it is living in my head, which means once again my brain has generated fic. This one’s ~1200 words and slightly less tragic, depending on whether or not you take dramatic irony into account.

~~~~~~~

It starts fairly innocuously.

One of the surviving technicians monitors a computer as it finally, finally boots up successfully, whooping when the Genius Tech loading screen pops up. He grins and pats the power cable. "Thanks, Raph!"

It catches on.

A water purifier, disconnected to save a struggling power supply, gets plugged back in. It chugs back to life, and the kids responsible for its upkeep cheer and high five. One of them waves at the ceiling, where a power conduit runs overhead. "Thanks, Mister Raph!"

And it spreads like wildfire.

Every time something works the way it's supposed to - every time a much-needed device pops back to life, or the emergency doors close correctly, or a dying lightbulb flickers on one more time - they thank Raph. In gleeful shouts and careful whispers, they show gratitude for the person who gave up his life - and his second chance at life, at that - to keep them safe. It makes the emergency base, ramshackle and barely held together as it is, feel a little more like a home. A little more alive.

It doesn't take long for a few unspoken rules to develop.

They never say it in front of the metal shell. It's one thing to say it to the walls, the cables, the electricity; it's something else to say it to a figure with a face, seated against the wall like a sentinel that will awaken and protect them when danger arises.

(Nevermind that they've been in danger, constant and unending, for decades, and that this sentinel is already protecting them in smaller, everyday ways.)

They learn very quickly never to say it in front of Raph's surviving family, either. Master Leonardo gets angry when he hears it. It's an anger born of grief and loss, painful but not dangerous to allies, but given how terrifying Master Leonardo can be on the battlefield or a bad day, nobody really wants that anger directed at them. Master Michaelangelo just stops when he hears it, lips curling up in an expression too devoid of life to truly be called a smile. It's almost worse to witness than Master Leonardo's anger. No, they learn to watch themselves in front of the family, carefully taking their gratitude towards a dead man elsewhere.

Until the day someone forgets and says it in front of Casey Junior.

The kid looks up at Roger with wide, almost hopeful eyes. "Why did you- is he here? Can you feel him?"

Roger stares back at him with equally wide eyes. He'd just been grateful the computer had booted correctly for his monitor shift, and he hadn't been looking, and now he has to try to explain this to a kid who's never known a life outside the apocalypse. Oh boy. "No, uh- I mean- I don't have magic like your dads do, Casey, I couldn't-" He sighs. "It's just...a thing people do, when things work. Before the Krang, we had all sorts of machines that made life easier, and...we'd talk to 'em. Thank 'em when they worked, yell or beg when they didn't...I remember threatening a fax machine once, not that that made any difference. I think that just...kinda carried over here." Wait. "Not that your uncle was a machine or anything-"

"His body was a machine," Casey says simply, with a pragmatism that Roger hadn't been expecting. Apocalypse-raised kid. Right. "That wasn't what made him Uncle Raph. He was- it's-" Casey falters, expression starting to crumble. Pragmatism be damned, the kid is still grieving-

Rem, just coming off her shift, steps in smoothly. It's not the first time she's saved Roger's ass, both on and off the battlefield, and it won't be the last. "We know," she says gently, putting an arm around Casey's shoulders. "What Roger means is that we're grateful he's keeping us going, and that people like to bond with machines even when they're too simple to bond back. We all used to name our cars - can you believe it?"

"I named mine Red Rider," Roger says wistfully. He still misses that car.

"And I used to sneak out of the Hidden City with my cloaking brooch and go joyriding outside of human cities," Rem says, a grin splitting her feline muzzle. "I named every car I stole Phantom, like I thought I was cool."

Casey smiles - small and watery, but there nonetheless - and Roger breathes a sigh of relief. "What else did you name?"

"I mean, it was mostly cars, but some people named their computers."

"I had a friend who named her phone and just kept adding numbers when she had to replace it. It was Duchess O'Brien the eighth last I'd heard."

"I know some Yokai named their weapons, but I never really kept track of those. It was more of a Battle Nexus fandom thing."

Another Yokai leans in - a four eyed lizard whose name Roger could never remember no matter how hard he tried - and Roger shuts up. She's in charge of security now, and honestly she intimidates him. She looks around - at him, at Rem, at Casey - and then intones seriously, "I once named a kitchen appliance Toasty McToastFace."

There's a beat of silence. Casey has a lopsided grin growing on his face, like he doesn't get the joke but he knows it is one, and that's enough to lift his mood.

And then Rem doubles over, cracking up, and Bob smiles carefully. "Really loved that toaster, huh?"

"It was my closest friend," the lizard Yokai replies, deadpan as hell, before leaving the conversation.

Casey turns that confused grin on Roger. "Was she serious?"

"Kid, I have no idea. Some people are just really into this kinda thing."

Rem finally straightens up, wiping a tear from her eye with a paw. "Ohhhh boy. Oh, I needed that." She turns her smile back on Casey. "Point being, naming something makes it a little more real, and makes you a little more likely to take care of it. The system here...already has a name. We're just saying thank you, you know?"

The grin on Casey's face settles down into consideration. "Yeah, I think I do. I- Thanks. I'm gonna-" He waves at the door to finish his sentence.

"Go for it, kid." Roger waves him off as he departs, then sighs once he's gone. "God, that kid is just hemmhorraging family, isn't he."

"We all are, Roger, it's the fucking apocalypse." Rem flicks an ear.

"Yeah, but still. It's rough." There's a second or two of silence. "Also, if he says it in front of Master Leonardo, I'm denying all knowledge of this conversation."

"Spirits, same."

Roger learns a few days later - from Rem, of course - that Casey has named his chainsaw hockey stick Killer, because it's what his mom used to call him. Well damn, if kids like him are gonna be the future, then maybe they have some hope after all. He raps on a wall lightly, just below where the power conduit is mounted. "I know you didn't have a lot of time with the kid, but you did a good job." He can't help but smile. "Thanks, Raph."

[creativesaturn]

Can you do Emiley w/ bau f!reader. They are on a case and get stuck in a hotel room together w/ only like 1 bed (I know, overdone, but its my fave) But Reader hasn't told Em that she has a crush on her, and Emiley kinda figures it out and teases her for a while? Idk, smut if you want? But you can also just like ignore if your over this scenario. I love your stuff! <3

Summary: Emily chose to room with you, but she didn't account for the one bed.

Genre: Fluff , Suggestive

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x gn!reader

Warnings: One bed trope , kissing!!

Word count: 1.4k

a/n: the way I was already working on a one bed trope for her 🤭🤭 but don't even worry cuz the one bed trope is my absolute favorite as well

You sat in the lobby with your go bag at your feet with the rest of the team. Hotch went to go check everyone in, since the case was so last minute it was hard to check in beforehand.

You looked up when Hotch walked over, "That explains why we couldn't sign in beforehand. They're completely booked." He spoke, "But I managed to get us 4 rooms, meaning we're all going to have to share." He explained, holding up 8 key cards.

"Can you behave and choose who you want to room with? Or do I have to hand them out randomly." Hotch asked, making eye contact with everyone one at a time.

You turned your eyes to the couch in front of you, catching eye contact with Emily who had already been looking at you. A slight pink tint filled your face. These past few days have been.. different, with Emily. Stolen glances, goosebumps every time she said your name. And butterflies going wild every conversation.

You couldn't not look away, it was like she had you in some sort of trap with no way out.

"Can me and Derek share?" Penelope asked, biting her bottom lip with a wink aimed at Derek.

Derek laughed in response, his eyes going to Hotch as he waited for the answer. "Sure." Hotch responded, handing them both a key card.

Penelope giggled as she stood up, grabbing onto Derek's arm as they made their way to the elevator.

"I'm not rooming with anyone, but Hotch. You guys can't be trusted." Rossi raised his hands as if he was surrending to his own words. He stood up and placed his hand in front of Hotch, Hotch laughed but nodded, placing a key card in his hand. Shoving the matching card in his own pocket.

Your eyes had finally left Emily's, trying to think who the best person to room with for a week. Your eyes on the floor, lost in thought. Emily watched you contemplate, but she had other plans.

"I'll room with, y/n." Emily blurted, standing up from the couch with her hand out.

"Y/n?" Hotch asked, turning his eyes to you for your answer.

"Huh? Oh-- uh.. Sure. I don't mind." You finally answered, standing up and grabbing the card Hotch handed you.

Emily grinned at you as she began walking towards the elevator, you following close behind her. As you both entered the elevator, you turned your head.

"Why'd you want to room with me?" You asked, genuinely curious on why she suddenly wanted to room with you.

"Who else would you rather room with?" She asked, obviously teasing, finally turning to look back at you.

"Didn't have much time to think about it." You admitted, listening to the ding of the elevator as it pushed open, both you walking out and trailing the halls for your room.

"I haven't actually roomed with you, now that I think about it." She stated, opening the door and letting you step inside first.

"Yeah, it's not very common that we have to share in general." You replied, quickly stopping in your tracks with an annoyed sigh.

Emily furrowed her brows at your expression, and the moment she stepped inside her mouth made an 'O' shape with a soft chuckle.

"I can sleep on the floor if you--" You quickly spoke, but quickly being interrupted by Emily.

"What? You're not seriously sleeping on the floor." She scoffed, walking towards the back of the room that had two chairs to place her bag on top of it.

Her back was facing towards you as she slid off her jacket, "Are you sure?" You asked, placing your stuff on the opposite chair.

"Please. You wouldn't be the first person I shared a bed with." She scoffed, "I call dibs on the shower." She raised her brows, quickly lowering them as she entered the bathroom, leaving you alone.

You sighed, unable to argue with her as you looked around to take in your surroundings. You checked your watch and when you noticed how late it was, you decided showering can wait. You took the time you had with Emily in the shower to change your clothes.

You slid into the bed, sighing at the feel of the plush mattress beneath you. You pulled the blanket up your body and kept your back towards the bathroom, trying to catch up on your sleep.

You weren't surprised you couldn't sleep. The first night in the hotel is always the worst. But you kept your position and continued your attempt.

You listened to door of the bathroom open and the light that peered through turn off. The mattress dipped from the weight of Emily that got comfortable behind you.

"Y/n?" She whispered, clearly testing to see if you were awake.

"Hm?" You hummed lazily.

"You don't mind that I don't wear pants to sleep, right?" She asked, a wide smirk on her face when she spoke but you were unable to see.

You stayed silent for a while. The thought and realization that Emily, the woman you've had a crush on since you started at the BAU, was inches away wearing no pants.

Your face flushed and you unconsciously tensed your thighs together, which Emily couldn't help but notice.

"I'll take that as a yes." She continued to whisper, clearly teasing you at this point.

"But I didn't say anything." You furrowed your brows, your words slightly stuttering and more above a whisper.

Emily raised her brow, "You're right," She responded, "Is it okay?" She asked again, her back against the mattress but her head towards your direction even if your back was facing her.

"Oh-- yeah.. Yeah, it's fine." You muttered, silently cursing at yourself at how embarrassing that was to answer.

Emily couldn't help but laugh. She wanted to keep the conversation going, obviously you were having trouble sleeping if you were still up, and she already knew she wasn't going to be able to.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked in a soft mumble, shifting her weight to lay on the side of her body, staring at the back of your head in the hope you'd turn around.

You hummed to let her know you acknowledged the question, now thinking of a reply. "The case." You answered honestly, well slightly.

You weren't lying. Just.. bending the truth.

She groaned as a reply, "Other than the case."

You thought about it once more. Finally deciding to answer honestly.

"You." You managed to mutter between your racing mind and your now dry mouth.

You finally adjusted your body to lay on your other side, finally making eye contact with Emily who had a wide smile on your face.

"I could've told you that." She laughed, her white teeth showing, almost blinding you with how pretty she looked in the moment.

"What?" You asked, knitting your brows together. "You knew?" You questioned her, genuinely confused, you thought you hid it well.

"Are you kidding? You're always a wreck when you're with me. It's adorable, honestly." She grinned, her smile never leaving her face. In fact, you swore you saw it grow bigger.

"Oh." Was all you said, unable to find the words that could explain how you felt. But your actions did. She could see your face grow redder even from the darkness, your fingers fidgeting with each other, and your eyes unable to find a place to sit for more than five seconds.

"Don't be embarrassed," She cooed, shifting herself closer towards you, close enough to where you could feel her breath hit your skin.

"It's cute, really." She whispered, her hand trailing up your hip, getting caught on the fabric of your t-shirt.

You couldn't find your words, staying silent with your eyes locked onto hers even when she wasn't keeping eye contact.

"Cute?" You breathed out, your words hiding in your mouth, barely being able to mutter anything.

"Mhm." She hummed, bringing her hand to your face to rest her palm against your cheek, finding herself moving closer to you and closing the gap between your mouths.

You kissed back in an instant, letting the soft flesh of your lips move against her before she pulled back.

"You think you can be quiet for me?" She teased, her lips slightly grazing your own.

Your head bobbed up and down in a nod, "Yes."

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

[19burstraat]

Ok we all know guild me, build me exists due to my artistic abilities being very lacking in the visual arts, so rather than drawing the crows in the komedie brute, I had to write kaz in. however I had ideas for the others that I couldn't get into a fic, so I've put em down here

Kaz: (description ripped from guild me, build me):

a heavy black cape, sewn with stolen chains and jewels so that it jingled upon every movement (...) It was marked up and slit here and there, on the edges and at the collar, to give the impression of crow’s feathers, and it was made of some kind of shiny, velvety fabric that had the oily shine of crow’s plumage. The gloves were the same material, thinner and more embroidered than Kaz would have ever entertained, and the cane was a plain, inaccurate copy– (...) the mask; a silver crow’s head (...) crooked over the eyes and nose, almost like a Kaelish plague mask. But it left the mouth unblocked; of course it did. Dirtyhands needed to talk.

Inej:

Light and flimsy dark (doesn't have to be black; could be blue or grey) fabric for the veil and cloak. Has an element of spiderwebby fraying to it which is a nod to her being... Well, a spider lmao. But also meant to look ghostly and insubstantial, can sometimes see a metal shiny suggestion of knives underneath it. The veil can be parted just down the side of her face, so you can occasionally see a bit of her face, but never the whole thing. Would not be a practical costume to climb or spy in; too long and bothersome, the same way Kaz's Dirtyhands cloak would not be practical to pickpocket in. Sometimes productions get her a few cheap sheath knives.

Jesper:

Rabbit head mask, short cloak in some batshit colour like green or pink, lined w rabbit's fur and threaded with gambling chips, 'lucky' rabbits feet, coins, and stray bullets. Adornments tied on loosely so they swing everywhere when he moves. This way there's also a real risk of the Kaz and Jesper actors getting tangled together if they interact, which is not symbolic, just funny. This is our get-along Komedie Brute costume :) (we are stuck)

Wylan:

A once-fine red cloak with a high ruffly collar-- now tattered and singed and gone to seed. Little bits of wiring or string or pouches of powders etc sewn into it; sneakily embroidered with the Van Eck laurel around the edges. Mask, while elaborate and matching with the cloak, only covers the top half of his face, as if he's not quite as all-in as the others. For similar reasons, the cloak is half-length.

Matthias:

Wolf's head mask ofc, white fur cape a lot longer and more substantial than Jesper's, with heavy furring around the neck (made to bulk out the actor if they're not the right stature, which most will not be). Likely they also weight his boots to make his tread sound more imposing. Possibly a wig if they can afford one, since Druskelle are known for the long hair.

Nina:

Porcelain-doll Venetian style mask (you know the ones!) with a single black tear-- referential both to that bit in CK when they identified themselves that way in the crowd of Mister Crimsons, and the Queen of Mourning thing. Mask is covered with a very light veil, and she wears a long heavy silk cloak with a bit of a hint of a kefta, but not enough to get the Komedie Brute in shit from Ravkan Grisha lmao. Entrance usually heralded with a blue corpselight.

I imagine dependent on the production and the costumier they could look great and beautifully elaborate, or they could look cheap and shit lmao.

Bonus: I got bored and made a mock-up of a page of a Komedie play. I edited over the first folio for this, yes. Sorry to the Big W.S.

[sturnioz]

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OKAY ROLL W ME ON THIS ONE but the first clip is giving: you and matt are secretly fucking/in love, and you’re roped into talking to your friends or whoever about this ‘new boy’ you’re sleeping with because everyone’s noticed you’re happier and not around as much (somehow no one’s put two and two together that when you’re not around neither is matt lmao). so you get to the juicy stuff and you’re explaining how good the sex is and maybe even talking about how much you actually really like him/ think he might be the one etc and everyone’s like “OH EM GEEEE we need to meet this boy!!!” and he’s just there like smirking away like a lil cheshire cat

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can just imagine you are all at the triplet's house, partaking in the weekly catch-ups and sharing gossip, and the topic of this weeks conversation is about you and your 'mysterious new boy' that they're so desperate to know about. your girlfriends and nick are crowded around the kitchen table while matt, chris and another shared friend are on the sofas, engrossed in some sport game that your little group are not interested in.

the conversation is pretty tame at first; a few simple questions like who is it and when it all started. but it slowly takes a different route when you're roped into the more extreme questions — the juicier the better.

you're unable to stop talking, a giddy smile on your face as you go into details about your situation, completely unaware of the fact that your 'mysterious new boy' is listening in secret.

matt's tonguing his cheek, fighting the urge to grin as he hears you boast about him, and the pride and satisfaction swells in his chest when you admit he's the best sex you've ever had — even though the others are none the wiser.

he slumps back against the cushions comfortable, his head rolling to the side to stare over at you, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth as he takes you in — the flustered look on your face, the gleam in your eyes, the sound of your giggles and the excited smile that spreads across your cheeks.. all because of him.

[kairismess]

Hello! I was wondering if you could do Atsumu w/ a s/o who tells their friends they play volleyball and their friends just start laughing and making jokes like “Oh no no no, you’d be benched because you’re too short” 🥲

it’s alright if not, I think I’ve only sent you angstier requests (sorry 😔) so it’s fine if you don’t want to do this. Have a good day/night regardless <333

"hey, shrimpy... what's all that they're gigglin' an' laughin' 'bout, hmm?" atsumu asks you in a whisper as you hand him the rogue volleyball that flew all the way to the back of the court. you felt too embarrassed to explain to your boyfriend just why exactly your friends were laughing at you; or more like, you were terrified of what atsumu might do to them, regardless if they just meant what they said as jokes or banter that stung you somehow.

you shook your head silently, insisting you didn't know or that it was something unfunny, but before you could walk away, atsumu gripped your wrist and walked up to you. "baby... you don't have to lie. i think... something's up between you and 'em, hmm? am i right or right?" he asked you with a slight smirk curving up on his lips.

you hesitate to tell him for a moment, but you shake your head once more in response, prompting the blonde to quit smirking, and look at you with such a soft expression on his face. he had known that from the very beginning, a lot of people looked down on you for your stature. despite being as talented as any tall volleyball player out there, you were never given a proper chance to prove your worth because of how outlandish the idea of a short person like you being able to overcome the hurdles that stood behind that net.

his hand slid down to your fingers, then to your palm, and the back of your hand. he held your hand in his, intertwining his fingers with yours, and rubbing the back of your hand in a soothing manner with the pad of his thumb. "hey... don't listen to what they say." he blurted out of the blue, making you turn around to face him with glassy eyes that threatened to spill out tears any moment now. he smiled at you sweetly and wiped the tears from your eyes gently with his other hand after setting the ball down.

"you are so talented, and if they can't see your worth past for what you're lacking... then they're all full of bullshit." he chuckles out from under his breath, shaking his head lightly at how utterly wrong your friends are for laughing at you for your small size, and not supporting you for how great you are beyond how you may seem. "even if they're joking, they should support you a great deal... but if not them, i could always do it for you, my cutie; my amazing, strong and powerful cutie." he murmurs into your ear after leaning closer to you, kissing your ear and wrapping his muscular arms around you and holding you tightly.

"and besides... such a cute height like this really makes me feel so fond of you. look how comfy i am with resting my chin on your pretty little head, hmm?" he teases as you knit your brows together in embarrassment and frustration. looks like your cocky bastard of a boyfriend can say meaningful, worthwhile things sometimes... and make you feel good about yourself, feel supported, for who you are no matter what you were born with.

[disneeznuts]

hi it’s me again!! could i have some general crushing + relationship hcs of hercules w/ a muse! reader? 💕

a/n: YES I CAN

(hercules x reader)

summary: herc crushing on a muse!reader

masterlist

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first off

he thinks youre so fine

like so so so fine

down bad from the moment he sees you

bro is so stuttery he can't be around you without messing up at least three sentences

he just thinks you are literally a piece of art- which would make sense because "we are the muses, goddesses of the arts and proclaimers of heroes, heroes like Hercules, HUNNY YOU MEAN HUNKULES-"

anyways...

he is subconsciously really flirty

like don't get me wrong he's still like a nervous wreck have of the time

but the more comfortable he gets around you the more the comments/compliments he's spewing

stuff like -

y: Herc can you help me with something real quick

h: anything for you

or like

y: sorry I'm such a mess today

h: you look so pretty what do you mean?

really subtle cheesy shit yknow

he's such a sap always willing to help you when you need it

always wanting to spend time with you

he will complain to phil if he doesn't see you at least every other day

h:Phil I think I'm actually going to die if she doesn't show up in the next hour

p: you literally fight monsters that are a thousand times your size and the fact you haven't seen your lover girl that's it. that's whats gonna take you out?

h:....yes :(

and it gets worse once you guys are together

he let it slip once that he thinks he's in love with you and boom that set it all off

so clingy fr

but also knows boundaries

if you've have a long day and want some time alone he can do that

he'll sulk but only when you're not looking

loves holding you

especially by your waist

just has a thing for having an arm around you like 24/7

he's a sucker for picnic dates and always loves them

he eventually meets the other muses who all see him for the sucker he is and never stop teasing the both of you about it

fr they're gossiping about how he looks at you and is just so so sweet towards you

arguments hardly ever happen

it's usually about him being jealous if anything

he trusts you 110% but when others look at you and talk to his hot shrexy bae it's hard not to be a little jealous

however, that's an easy fix as you just have to consol him that you only have eyes for him

he's such a sucker for smooches

love em

cheek kisses neck kisses forehead kisses- all of them

giving and receiving

also a big cuddler loves just to hold you

he's such a romantic and is so down bad for you fr fr

[itsyagurlchip]

HIII!!

i've come to bother you with requests that you totally don't have to do if you don't want to🫶🫶

Could i maybe possibly request a rise!Leo with an easily flustered reader- but the reader gets all snippy and snarky when they're flustered??

Like let's say Leo gives reader a hug (bare with me here) and the reader enjoys it but instead they try to push him off, i guess reader is kinda touch starved in a way lol.

PLEASE DONT FEEL PRESSURED TO DO THIS AND LMK IF YOU WANT MORE REQUESTS I HAVE A TON I COULD GIVE YOU🫶🫶

☀︎⋆.ೃ࿔*:･This Can't Be☀︎⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

ᯓᡣ𐭩 warnings: cussing(!) rizzernardo(!) extra fluff(!)

ᯓᡣ𐭩When I first looked at this I was lowkey confused- but just pieced this together as best as I could! I always want requests! Just send em in and they'll come out when they do :) It doesn't even have to be a request either- it could just be a hi in my ask box. Interactions make me happy! I hope you all enjoy <33

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Who was this swuave boy? And why was he stealing your heart? Oh wait- it's just Leo...

You and Leo were walking down the street, crumbs of your favorite chips being swiped off and dropped onto the concrete. Only for you two to continue walking, being knee deep into the ridiculous words you threw back and forth at each other.

"And then I just- fwoosh!- sliced at 'em like he was nothin!" Leo said, jabbing at the air, making you chuckle a bit.

"Im sure you looked great doing it, pretty boy." You said back, rolling your eyes.

Your black hoodie was not a good choice for this summer, but you could care less. You weren't no punk. At least you weren't looking like the kid next to you.

Leo was wearing this stupid galaxy hoodie with the worst tacky khaki shorts on. Why was this the person you decided to crush on?

"Never better than you though! I'm pretty sure you could knock those uglies down with only one of those glitter bombs!"

You couldn't help but blush at the compliment, swatting at him for making your heart sway in such a way. Your brows furrowed as he took the hit.

"Glad your ugly mug couldn't surpass mines. Every time I see you, you look like a green blur- makes me think of boogers." You could feel your ears warming up aggressively, but you weren't willing to admit that.

Worst part is, he wasn't even flirting. Leo caught onto this quickly.

"No really! With your gorgeous face smirking down on those who try you- now that's hot!"

And somehow, with the sunset shining on his face at just the right angle. His smile looking down at you in amusement as you try to gather your thoughts. It was like time slowed. Were his mask tails flowing or was it just you?

"UUGH YOU FUCKWAD!!" You yelled, jumping at him ready to tear off that dumb mask of his-

"Hey!W- WaiT-"

You guys tumbled against the concrete, giggling and catching hits. You two tussled, trying to see who gets onto the ground first.

Unexpectedly, Leo brushes his lips against your forehead, stunning you for a moment. Next thing you knew, you were flipped over. Back on the concrete, flushed to the nines, and hair spread everywhere.

Leo leans slowly, grabbing your chin.

"Wasa babeh gurl 😏"

"EWWW UR SO CRINGE!!!! GET OFF OF ME!!"

-

BONUS SCENE:

Somewhere deep inside of you, you knew how much the fucking ass CHEEZY ASS action affected you.

And you couldn't help but yearn for more.

BONUS BONUS SCENE:

Mikey walked up to you the next day, with a sniggling face on

"I knew you were a simp- but not that down bad-"

"FUCK YOU!" -

I made this divider btw <333 im so cool 😎 🤡

I tried to make this as fluffy as possible- that last sibling reader broke my heart.

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[dragon-spaghetti]

I gotta ask about Violet a bit. How would you explain her relationships with the rest of the Hazbin crew? Are any on the "auntie and uncle" ranks?

Does she stay at the hotel or does she live off the property?

How would her first encounter with Lucifer go, in your opinion?

NIYA WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW MUCH ILY FOR ASKING ABOUT THE GIRL!!

For anyone not in the know; Violet is my husk fandaughter from when he was alive, she's somewhere between 7-12 (haven't decided yet) and currently resides in heaven

For the sake of this we're gonna pretend there's some explanation for her meeting everyone in hell; she loves most of the people there!!! She gets along really well w Angel which husk is super thankful for ;v; she thinks he's v funny even if she doesn't always understand his jokes (though he does his best to tone them tf down)

She and Charlie get along like a house on fire; two positive gals running around just tryna make everyone as happy as possible, it is chaos putting them in a room together 😭 she's kinda nervous around vaggie at first honestly, but after a few conversations together she's much more at ease ;v; they both have auntie status

She thinks it's fun to try and keep up with Niffty as she runs around the hotel, but put em both together when they're hyper and something will probs end up on fire 💀 husk tries to keep her away from alastor however he can, but he doesn't mistreat her at all when they do interact. She thinks he's a bit weird, but funny

UP IN HEAVEN IVE DECIDED SHE DOES MEET PENTIOUS AND HE LOVES HER. He's uncle Pen, even before he figures out she's his friend's daughter. Finding that out just makes him even more determined to look after her until husk can join them, telling her stories of her father and how good of a friend he was

As previously mentioned, she is up in heaven!! Being taken care of by other family members as neither of her parents are up there with her :,) first thought was husk's grandmother, who I have just now decided loved magic tricks and is where he got the love for them from

Lucifer makes her so many rubber ducks. And she fucking loves them. She thinks he's hilarious if a bit dorky. Absolutely 0 concept that this is the king of hell, he's just a silly goofy guy. First interaction is him asking who's lost child is this, looking between her and husk, and going 'oh!' while she stands there like ;v;

[lowkeyrobin]

Mcyt bbut a Karen makes their S/O cry? :0

It's the readers first ever encounter with one in the wild and at first Y/N just,,, tries to ignore the woman/leave but the Karen does the usual of not letting em leave and then Y/N gets overwhelmed and starts crying?-

BAHAHHAAB I LOVE FUCKING WRITINF ABOUT KARENS I CANNOT LMFAOOOOOO ; thank you for the request lol ; I got a random strike of writers block halfway through and its very obvious I'm sorry

MCYT ; wild karen encounter

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, & foolish gamers

warnings ; language, iterations of homophobia/transphobia & fatphobia, Karen activity, reader is described as nonbinary

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

you two went different ways while clothes shopping and you were looking at more fem/masc (whichever doesn't conform with your sex) clothing

you felt someone glaring daggers at you so you glanced up and saw some random ass woman staring at you, accompanied by her 13ish year old son

she started making remarks about how you shouldn't be looking at those clothes and it's not "modest" for a little young man/woman like you

like mf you're nonbinary huh

you try to ignore her, meanwhile her son looks SO uncomfortable and wants to very obviously leave

she starts recording you out of no where to call you slurs and the sons just like "mom stop" and of course she doesn't

you end up crying and trying to hide it while you defend yourself but you get quickly overstimulated and flustered

the yelling caught Tommy's attention so he quickly walks over like "woah, woah, woah, what's going on?"

and she starts SCREAMING at poor Tommy about you

he looks at you literally wiping your tears while she's STILL recording it and he just peacefully flames her ass

"it doesn't matter what the hell they wear, clothes don't have gender and I could care less about what my partner buys and wears and how they express themselves. go post that to Facebook and look like a fuckin' idiot."

he pulls you away to the changing rooms so you can talk in private and eventually try on the clothes you were looking for

while he was going that he got a hold of a nearby security officer and told them about the situation since you'd both been illegally recorded on the premises of the store

he didn't wanna press charges for you or anything but at least wanted the woman escorted out to look more like a dumbass, considering the security guard had to call the police because what she did was a crime

couple days later you found the video and bodycam footage of the woman being detained and arrested for resisting arrest and recording someone without consent on private property, which is marked as a felony where you live

live laugh love Tommy bc everyone in the video description was hyping him up and saying how bad they felt for you and even the son 🫶

RANBOO

dude you can't even go grocery shopping without people bitching about you guys

you were just trying to pick out some chips and this lady walks past with a scoff

ran quickly turns around like, "Sorry, can we help you?"

she quickly starts yelling about how you gay people are all going to hell and shit

ranboo quickly spits back but you get overstimulated and really take it to heart and you tear up a bit

the lady notices and points it out

she then follows you around the store, yelling at you and shit while they're on the phone dialing the non emergency police line because wtf is wrong w this lady???

before you're questioned and after she's detained, you guys stand alone and try to calm yourself down because you were just getting really stressed about it because wtf do you even do in that situation

gives you a big hug and reassures you that it's okay to cry

he's generally just proud of you in general for being able to hold yourself together for the most part

FREDDIE BADLINU

you two were going out for a little movie date, and dressed in tuxedos to watch Saw X

some dumbass dude was making snarky comments to his wife about you two considering you were holding hands while ordering snacks

Freddie turns around, having heard the guy talking about you thinking he dropped something "can I help you?" He asks in the nicest tone possible

the man and his wife both start making nasty comments about "this generation going to hell" and how you're brainwashing Freddie or something???

you almost immediately start crying because you're trying to ignore it and talk to the girl behind the counter filling your popcorn bucket who doesn't know what to do

she quickly pushes the security button under the counter because she can see your distress and how Freddie was just like stunned as he looked between the couple and you cause like wth

once they're escorted out you're the first in the theater so you guys sit there and talk it all out because you got really overwhelmed

he gives you a hug and reassures you that you did nothing wrong and you're gonna enjoy the movie

the dude had a warrant out for his arrest for not paying child support anyways L

NIKI NIHACHU

you two were out on a walk in a park holding hands and shit and passed this little family down by the creek

the mom just goes full fucking demon mode and starts recording you guys and shouting at you

niki quickly retaliated with a "leave us alone!" before walking off

you were visibly pretty shaken but she reassures you everything is okay and she probably wasn't even recording

she ends up finding the video a few days later

thankfully all the comments were supporting you two and flaming the lady's ass lmao

QUACKITY

you guys were out doing stuff (getting shit at home depot for quackitys new house and peojects) and some Karen was judging your abilities to handy-man basically

"actually, my partner is the best handyman I know! so shut the fuck up"

the Karen immediately goes to the front to get a manager or some shit

meanwhile yall quickly checkout and leave

while leaving you see her getting detained for resisting an officer with violence and threatening an officer 🥰

that becomes a story you tell at every single "family reunion" (meetup with friends)

he still boasts about yelling at someone like that

FOOLISH GAMERS

you guys were out getting snacks for a movie night with friends that were staying over

some Karen made a comment how you needed to go on a diet or some shit since you were the one carrying the basket full of unhealthy snacks

foolish quickly whips around and flames her ass

you just kinda stand there like "wtf"

foolish slings an arm around your shoulders and leads you away since she wouldn't stop blabbering and was threatening to call the cops for some reason

back in the car he reassures you that you do not need to go on a diet and you don't need to listen to the lady whatsoever

movie night was 10/10 you watched Barbie & roasted Saltburn bc that movie wasn't good like at all

[storydays]

The Show Must Go On P3

(3rd POV)

Charlie and Vaggie rode on Razzle and Dazzle's dragon forms, with (Y/N) flying behind them, his wings now as big as his dad's and they were now tipped in silver.

They could hear their people cheering for them as they took to the skies. "Yeah! Get 'em!" Husk called.

"Forward!" Charlie screamed. "Go, Razzle, go!" 

"Let's do this!" (Y/N) screamed, angelic sword at the ready. "Oh, look who thinks they're badass now." Adam grinned.  "Fuck yeah! I knew you were holding back, Princey!" Ash laughed darkly before (Y/N) shot fire at him. 

"The traitor came to die." Lute chuckled, before charging Vaggie, and killing Dazzle. "No!" Vaggie cried as Lute stabbed the dragon through the neck.

"Before I take your life, I'm going to tear that other eye out of your face." threatened the exorcist. "Try it, bitch." Vaggie growled, putting her fists up.

The two started to fight, Vaggie dodging the angelic sword, and kicking Lute. Lute responded by slamming her head into a table, making gold ichor drip from her nose. 

*With Charlie*

"Vaggie!" cried Charlie, Razzle flying down to try and help, only to be stopped by Adam. "Surprise, bitch!" He grinned, slapping the princess into the hotel sign, making her shriek as she was electrocuted. 

Charlie panted heavily as Adam hovered over her. "Risking your immortal life for sinners? That's some crazy shit, even for Lucifer's brat!" 

"These sinners, are my family." Charlie growled, slamming her fist into the roof. 

"These sinners are my famwy." mocked Adam in a baby voice, Charlie narrowing her eyes. "Do you even hear yourself? You shoulda stayed in your place, girlie--Arrgh! Shit!" he screamed as Charlie used her trident to stab Adam before throwing him into the a glass window. 

"That's Princess of Hell to you, pig!" she growled. 

"The fuck! That hurt!" Adam exclaimed, eyeing the stab wound. Charlie just glared at him, eyes filled with determintation as her tail waved behind her. 

"Heh hahahahaha, okay." Adam muttered lowly. 

*With (Y/N)*

He grunted as Ash punched him in the face, giving him a black eye. "Archer, please. I know somewhere deep down you know who I am." (Y/N) blocked Ash's sword as the two faced off. "I've told you already! My name is Ash, and I know who you are: (cute nickname)."

Hearing the old nickname, (Y/N) gasped and lost focus, allowing the red fox to kick him in the stomach, and pin him to some rubble by his ponytail with one of his spears. "Yeah, (cute nickname). I've always known. When I was 'killed' in that extermination, it was fake." Ash commented causally, leaning on his own spear.

"W-What?" (Y/N) felt his own blood run cold. 

"Yep. Well, no, I was sliced in half, hurt like a bitch. But yeah, Lute and Adam found me and took pity on me. Adam used his magic to put me back together and ever since then I've fought my way up to being his number 2. I'm the Sargent of the Extermination Angels, babe." 

"So, all this time you've been alive, and you never came home? You never wanted to--" (Y/N) could feel the tears in his eyes. Ash chuckled and rolled his eyes.  "Nope. It was all a sham, sweetie. All the time and love we've spent together,  it was so I could kill you and your sister and take your place as Prince of Hell. To think, the Shadow Prince of Hell, was such an easy lay."

At that, (Y/N) let out a scream of rage, took his sword and cut his ponytail, freeing himself. Ash's eyes widen, remembering the prince loved his long hair, and took such special care of it. 

"Let me show exactly why they call me the Shadow Prince." (Y/N) grinned darkly, before charging. 

*With Vaggie*

Vaggie grunted as she was thrown to the floor again. She tried reaching for her spear when Lute grabbed her by her ponytail. "You always were weak." Lute chuckled, before taking Vaggie's spear and stabbing her in her head, making Vaggie scream in pain. 

"So I'll spare you the pain of seeing your demon bitch die." 

Vaggie looked around and noticed the railing. She took the spear out of her hand and threw Lute into some rubble nearby, used her spear to cut her wings free, and cut the rubble down to fall on Lute.

The angel screamed, her mask falling off. Vaggie approached with a hard look on her face to see Lute's left arm pinned under the rubble with a glare on her face. 

"Do it then. Correct your mistake."

"Seriously, you're pathetic, you know that? Ready to die rather than accepting mercy?" Vaggie backed off. "No, live. Live knowing that you only do because I let you. The failure." 

Charlie's scream could be heard in the background. Vaggie gasped and flew off to help her, leaving Lute. 

Once Lute was alone, she started to pull against the rubble, screaming as her arm was painfully ripped from her body.

*With Charlie*

Adam laughed as he slammed Charlie back, before grabbing her by her throat. "Let..me..go!" Charlie grunted. 

"This fight was cute n' all, but it's time to die with the rest of them." Adam declared dramatically. Charlie briefly peeked at her people, standing close together, ready to go down fighting. TO her brother, who was now covered in shadows and fighting his ex. 

Vaggie landed to help the princess only to be pinned by an angry, armless, Lute. "Charlie!" she cried out to her love.

Adam laughed evilly before a fist punched him in his face. Adam screamed as he was thrown into the window from earlier. 

Charlie gasped as she was caught by Lucifer. "Dad?"

"Sorry I wasn't here sooner, sweetie." Lucifer smiled, putting Charlie down, before looking around. "Where's your brother?" 

Charlie pointed to (Y/N) in the distance. 

Their attention was drawn to Adam as he climbed back up, coughing. "Okay, seriously? How many of you freaks do I have to fight?" He growled.

"Oh, I'm the only one that matters."Lucifer rolled his sleeves up. "See, you messed with my kids, and now I am going to fuck you!" he grinned. 

Everyone froze in the battle. Vaggie, Lute and Angel rose an eyebrow in amusement, (Y/N) facepalmed. 

*With the Vees*

Velvette was grinning like a maniac, Vox look weirded out, and Valentino smiled like the slut he is. "Well, this just got interesting." 

*at the hotel*

"It's fuck you 'up', Dad." Charlie whispered to a smug Lucifer. "Wait what did I say?" He asked before being tackled by an raging Adam. 

"Haha! So this is what you've been up to since Eden? Gotta say, you really let yourself go, buddy." Lucifer shrugged, shifting into different animals. "You judgin' me? You're the most hate being in all of creation!" Adam growled, throwing the snake form of Lucifer. 

"Woah! Well, your first wife didn't seem to hate what I had to offer," He made a V around his mouth, "Or the second. Bow-chick-bow-wow." Lucifer thrusted his hips forward mockingly. "I'll fucking end you!!" growled the angel. 

"Woah, missed me! Hoohoo, not even close! Hehehehehe! Nice try, douchebag!" Lucifer giggled. 

*With (Y/N)*

The prince and the fox angel traded magic shots back and forth. (Y/N) was encased in shadows, his eyes as red as the Pride Ring sky. He opened his wings, which were now completely silver and thrusted them forward, thousands of his feathers turning into Kunais. 

"Ow fuck!" exclaimed Ash, now pinned down by the silver weapons. "What the hell?" (Y/N) landed in front of the angel, holding his sword at the other's throat. "My wings are an extension of my body. And one of my  greatest weapons. I can make angelic steel appear in my wings. I can control my feathers as they if they were still attached as well. These are angelic steel kunai but also they are filled with Deadly Nightshade poison. "

Ash's eyes widen. When Deadly Nightshade enters your body, it was only a matter of time until the hallucinations, paralysis, convulsions, and his painful death. 

"When you were 'killed' all those years ago, I raged for several hours in heartbreak. I killed thousands of demons and exorcist angels with my poisonous wings. And now, just like our time together, this battle is over!" 

With that, (Y/N) raised his sword, and beheaded his lo-Ash, the exorcist angel. 

Looking into his ex's cold dead eyes, he sighed and briefly allowed the tears to flow. "You were wrong, Archer. I know our time together meant something to you. Even if it didn't, I am worthy of love. And I will always love you. But I will be happy this time."

(Y/N) smiled, wiping his tears, before flying away to help. 

*With Charlie*

"Hold still you slippery fucker!" Adam snapped, still trying to get the King of Hell.

Charlie looked down to see Vaggie and Lute still wrestling.  Charlie rushed forward with a worried look. 

Adam sent a beam of holy light towards Lucifer, Lucifer dodging only to for the hotel to fall apart, Charlie screaming as she fell. 

"I got you!" Lucifer smiled as he caught Charlie in his arms, the king and princess sharing a soft look. 

Charlie smiled at her dad, only to see Adam flying towards them behind her dad. "Dad, look out!" she cried, eyes changing colors. 

Charlie's hand changed to a bigger size, glowing with magic going to stop Adam. Adam froze in place, mere inches from hitting Lucifer when he felt a tug on his wings. 

"(Y/N!)" Charlie and Lucifer smiled, seeing the Shadow Prince with a glower on his face, holding Adam's wings in one hand. 

"Woah, wait, what the fuck?" Adam gasped. Charlie grabbed the Angel and thew him to the ground, creating a crater in the ground. 

Adam groaned, ichor dripping on his face to see the three Morningstars in full demon form, all glaring at him. Charlie was being held by one of Lucifer's arms, and (Y/N) was hovering behind him, eyes narrowed, and (f/c) flames hovering around his hands and tail.

"You come at me and my kids, don't forget you're in my house, bitch!" Lucifer roared,flaming fists beating the Angel. 

Laughing, Lucifer raised his hands, summoning his own holy light, ready to smite Adam, when a hand was placed on his shoulder. "Whoa, whoa, Dad. He's had enough." Charlie chided softly.  

"Mm, he's got one more hit in him." (Y/N) grinned, kicking Adam in his dick....hard.

"How's mercy taste, you little bitch?" panted Lucifer, high fiving his son.

"No...You don't get to end this." Adam panted, climbing out of the crater, as the rest of the members appeared. "I'm the fucking ,man, and you're just some fucking clown or something. I started everything on Earth. All of mankind came from these fucking nuts!"

Everyone looked at the angel with frowns, and raised eyebrows, and crossed arms. "You should all be worshiping me, you ungrateful, disgusting, fucking losers!" Adam screamed in pain, making everyone gasp, looking down at the knifes: One sticking through his heart, and the other sticking out of the side of his head. 

"Woah!" Vaggie exclaimed with a smile. 

"Hey, you got something sticking out of your...your thing there." Lucifer deadpanned. Adam fell to the floor, revealing Niffty blinking innocently. Out of the corner of his eye, Angel saw (Y/N)'s tail flicking suspiciously. 

"Niffty?" Charlie asked, Lucifer frog blinking next to her. 

"(Y/N), did you...?" Angel asked. His fiance shrugged, looking pretty proud of himself. "What? He was getting on my nerves." "Stab! Stab! Stab!" Niffty laughed manically, stabbing the dead body. 

*With the Vees*

"Hoooooly shit." Vox grinned, as Val and Vel stared at the screen with wide eyes. 

*At the hotel*

"Blood! Ha ha ha!" 

"NOOOOO!!!" screamed Lute as she flew to the dying Adam's side. "Sir?! Sir?! Stay with me, sir." Lute begged, as Adam smiled softly at her before dying. "Adam!" she shouted, tears falling out of her eyes.

"It's over." Charlie said softly, glaring at the Lieutenant. 

"Take your little friends, and go home!" Lucifer shouted, flames coming out of his mouth. "Please." He added pleasantly.

Lute glared at the King before grabbing Adam's and Ash's Halos. "Retreat. All exorcists fall back." she ordered, flying after the few exorcist angels alive.

The demons watched as the portal closed before Lucifer turned to the tired group with an awkward grin. "Soooo...who's up for pancakes?" 

*On the news*

"I'm Katie KillJoy." "And I'm--" "Nobody gives a shit who you are, Tom." Katie rolled her eyes, pushing her coworker away. Breaking news: Extermination Day is canceled. Charlie Morningstar managed to fend off the angelic attack  with more than just nice words." All around the Pride Ring, demons listened to the bitch reporter. 

"In an unseen turn of events, our demonic head honcho Lucifer stepped in to save his daughter's ass in the last moment. We're also hearing reports that Adam, leader of the Angelic Legions, first man and totally fuckable bad boy has been slain by even more fuckable Prince Morningstar and a filthy janitor. The janitor said, quote, '(Y/N) told me to stab, so I did.' The Prince said and quote, 'He was getting on my nerves.' And can we talk about how sexy the Prince's new hairdo is? Hottie alert! Anyway, congrats to Charlie and her crew for not being totally fucking useless for once."

*At the Hotel*

Everyone was rummaging through the piles. Husk found a bottle of alcohol which shattered into pieces. Charlie looked around the rummage, and finding KeeKee stuck under a rock. "Oh, there, there. It's," she sighed heavily, " It's okay."

She watched as (Y/N) approached Angel with Fat Nuggets in his arms, and the two shared a kiss, before Angel took his pet pig in his lower arms. He ruffled (Y/N)'s now short hair and smiled, "This suits you, my love." (Y/N) smiled and kissed Angel's cheek.

Charlie smiled at the two, going to talk towards them when she stepped on something. Looking down, her eyes widen seeing the banner they made for Pentious' first week.

Everyone stared at the new hotel with admiration when Lucifer spoke up. "Say, don't we have a wedding to plan for?" He smirked as his son's eyes widen before Angel wrapped an arm around his lover's shoulder. "We sure do, baby! Can't wait to marry the finest man in all of Hell!" Angel kissed his lover's head.

"I see my short hair is doin' something for you, tesoro. You can't keep yourself from touching me," He paused as his father and sister shot him looks, "Wait I--" "Oh, no, you're right baby, I can't keep my hands from touching you." Angel smirked, before (Y/N) playfully blew ice in his face.

*In Heaven*

Sera and Emily were sitting in a meeting room when suddenly a new soul arrived. The new soul stood up and looked around confusedly. "What--? Where? Where am I?!" Pentious asked anxiously. Realizing he wasn't alone, he smiled at the two angels. "Oh, hello." 

Emily squeaked in joy, while Sera's face dropped in horror.

*Elsewhere in Heaven*

Waves splashed against the beach as a figure with long flowing hair sat in a beach chair. Lute approached the figure and threw Adam's halo down at the figures feet.

"Adam and Ash are dead. Your deal is done and I'm in charge now." She looked coldly at the figure. "Your brats are threatening the very foundation of Heaven. And if you want to stay here, you're going down there and stopping those bastards. You understand me," Lute glared into the woman's hard gaze. 

"Lilith?"

*End*

Wow! We made it to the enddddddd!!!! It was so much fun writing and I can't wait for Season 2 of Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss! Should I do a reader insert of Helluva Boss? Ooh, or maybe a Characters watching Hazbin Hotel with Prince MorningStar?? I will also take requests for Prince Morningstar oneshots, or Hazbin oneshots in general. 

What'd ya think? Keep an eye out for more!

@marshm3llo

This is (Y/N) with short hair :) thank you @deathexe6110 ❤️💋kisses darling

[quichein-me-softly]

Hi! sorry to bother but I was wondering if you could do a sans x reader where it's like a first kiss scenario? It's alr if you can't! Have a great day!!

Author's note: No bother at all! And I'd actually like to thank you for being my first ask! Feel free to return with any new ideas lol

first kiss w/ sans

The stars shimmer softly above, casting a gentle glow over the empty picnic spot. The last of the laughter had faded, and the quiet hum of the night settled around you.

The day had been loud—filled with chatter and cheerful chaos. Papyrus and Undyne’s friendly bickering echoed over the hill as they teased each other about their sparring match, Alphys trying (and only half-succeeding) to wrangle Frisk into helping with an experiment that’d apparently gone slightly awry, Toriel chiding Asgore over a mix-up with the picnic basket.

But they've all gone home, leaving you with only the soft sounds of the night and the gentle presence of Sans beside you.

He leans back on the blanket, hands tucked behind his head, staring up at the stars with that familiar, lazy grin of his. “gotta hand it to ya, sunshine. pretty solid idea for a get-together. beats grillbz any day.”

You laugh, nudging him lightly. “Oh, come on, nothing beats Grillby’s in your book.”

“eh, fair point. still, wouldn’t mind doin’ this again. maybe next time, i’ll even bring my… stellar humor.”

You snort, rolling your eyes. “Oh, no. Please spare me the space puns, Sans. I don’t think I can take any more.”

“oh, c’mon, ya gotta admit, they're outta this world.”

You groan, hiding a grin. “Alright, I right walked into that one.”

"i call that a job well pun," he replied with a wink. You groan.

Then, you both fall into a comfortable silence, the night sky stretching endlessly above. The darkness wraps around you, serene and familiar, and you feel yourself relax into it, savoring the quiet, steady rhythm of simply being by his side. The world feels distant, leaving just the two of you, sharing a peace that needs no words.

After a moment, you tilt your head towards him, a thought surfacing as you gaze up at the sky. “Did monsters ever make wishes down in the Underground?” The question comes out softly, almost as if you’re afraid to break the spell of the moment.

“wishes, huh?” he echoes, his gaze staying fixed on the stars.

Sans' smile softens, and for a fleeting moment, something deeper lingers in his gaze. "yeah… yeah, we did. used to make ‘em all the time."

He pauses for a few seconds, choosing his next words carefully. "wishin' and waitin'… that was kinda all we had, y'know? we'd look up at the crystals in Waterfall, just hopin' someone out there might actually hear us." There’s something soft and somber in his tone, something that speaks of countless nights spent in darkness, staring up at artificial lights and longing for something… different.

As if the universe was listening, a shooting star streaks across the sky, a brief but brilliant trail of light. You catch your breath, feeling a little thrill as you shut your eyes and make a wish before the light disappears.

When you open your eyes, Sans is watching you with a faint, curious smile. “well, did ya wish for somethin’ good?”

“I did,” you reply, feeling your cheeks warm slightly. “What about you? Did you wish for anything?”

Sans leans back again, stuffing his hands into his hoodie pockets. He hesitates a little, his face a touch more serious. "heh, if i told ya, it wouldn't come true."

But there’s something in the way he’s looking at you now, lingering just a little too long, as if he’s forgotten to say something else. The silence stretches, and before he can stop himself, he mumbles, “can’t help it, though… feels like i might be fallin’ for ya.”

The words hang between you, and he visibly tenses, realizing what he’s just said. “uh, i mean—trippin’. heh, yeah. trippin’ for ya… guess i… gotta watch my step…” But the attempt to backtrack doesn’t fool either of you.

His face softens, the humor falling away as his gaze meets yours with something far more honest, even a little shy.

Heart pounding, you leaned closer, the fabric of your clothes brushing together as you whispered his name, barely able to find your voice.

"Sans?"

“what?” he murmurs, the word barely more than a breath, his voice tender and uncharacteristically soft.

Before you know it, you’ve closed the gap, your lips brushing his teeth in a feather-light touch. For a moment, he doesn’t move, and you worry you’ve crossed a line, that this might be too much—too soon. But then, his hand comes up to cup your cheek, hesitant yet grounding, as if he’s anchoring himself in the moment.

The kiss is soft and achingly gentle.

When you pull back, his eyes meet yours, carrying a warmth that speaks louder than any words. The moment hangs between you, charged with something fragile yet profound, neither of you daring to look away.

Finally he leans forward, his mouth brushing yours once more, this time with a little more confidence. The hum of his magic mingles with the crisp night air as he pulls you closer, his thumb gently stroking your cheek as he deepens the kiss. Each movement is careful and deliberate, as though he’s savoring something he’s barely dared to hope for. The kiss holds a quiet sincerity, making it feel precious—like he’s offering you a part of himself.

As you part, he lets out a soft, breathy chuckle, his eyes crinkling at the corners in that familiar way that shows he’s genuinely happy. The sound fills the quiet night, a soft echo of joy that lingers between you.

“So,” you say softly, trying to calm your racing heart, “what’d you wish for?”

He looks at you, his voice softened by a gentleness that feels almost like an answer in itself. “maybe i’ll tell ya someday…”