#oc maggie

[whore-ibly-hot]

Yan!Mean-Girls x Fem!Reader

"Just Girly Things"

18+ Minors DNI

Warnings: Bullying (Not at Reader), name callung, nude photos, coercion, dubcon touching, fem pronouns for the yans, mentions of school, general perversion, toxic behaviors, masturbation, sex toys, mean girls, dumbification, buying affection.

(AN: I'm not super proud of this one, but did my best. Never written a fem!Yan before.)

The sound of clicking keypads and the occasional scoff can be heard in Maggie Robinsons loft bedroom. As the most popular girl at Delta High, it was important her room look as perfect as her. She chews on the strawberry flavored gum in her mouth, scrolling through her phone. She scoffs. "Sasha, did you see Jenny Taylor's latest post?" Sasha gags and nods. "Totally a spray-on tan." Sasha says, and Maggie nods. "She looks like a fucking orange. I bet you that nerd she's been with, his dick is that same shade right now..." The two cackle.

"Is he sick?" The third and final member of the group of cheerleaders asks. "Why would his dick be orange?" Sasha sighs, and puts a hand on her friends knee. "Lindsey, his dick is orange because her fake tan would rub off on it. It isn't like, permanently that color. It was a joke." Sasha explains. Lindsey pauses and tilts her head, before giggling. "Oh, I get it!" She claps her hands together, shaking the sequinned bracelet around her wrist as she does so. Maggie grins and roll her eyes at Lindsey's air-headed nature. Luckily, Sasha is always around to explain he jokes, because Maggie won't. She likes to watch her dumb subordinate work things out slowly.

"What about you, newbie? Ever had a fake tan?" She whips her head over to face you. You gulp as the school's queen bee sets her sights on you. You aren't sure why she seemed so fixated on you since you joined Delta High. Maybe it's because you were pretty, or talented, or just really obedient, but she's been dragging you around like a little purse dog since you met her, with Sasha and Lindsey flanking you both at all times. "Um, no." You mumble. She nods, and says "Good, you already have good skin. I mean, you should get a little more tan, but not with that shitty spray stuff. Or, y'know, you'll turn some jocks dick orange." The three laugh. "Because the tan rubs off!" Lindsey giggles. Maggie rolls her eyes, and groans. "Yes, Lindsey. Thanks for explaining." Lindsey looks down.

"Speaking of, have any of the guys at school caught your eye? I mean, like, appropriate ones for you. Not a fucking mathlete dork or something." She asks. "Not really. I've never actually had a boyfriend." The three girls freeze, and gasp. "Seriously?" "You've never had a boyfriend?" Maggie asks. She waves frantically, trying to get you to sit beside her on her bed. "Why not?" She asks. "Do you have a sex disease? Like... like cancer?" Lindsey asks, eyes wide. "Sex cancer, seriously?" Sasha says, glancing at her blonde friend, who only shrugs. "No one was ever interested, I guess." You grimace. You hadn't ever been popular, only making Maggie's interest in you more jarring. You had finally gotten a peek at what it was like to be school royalty.

"Not interested? Aw, you poor baby." Maggie pouts. "That's why you have us, you know? To doll you up, and keep you popular, that way you can have anyone you want." Sasha chirps. "I can't believe no one ever tried to get with you, you're like, really pretty." You smile awkwardly. "Thanks, Lindsey."

Maggie scoots closer, and you bite back a gasp when you feel her cold hands on your tank top, cupping your breasts. "Honestly. The jocks at school are horndogs, they'll stick it in anything, I'm surprised you haven't gotten any attention because of these." She bites her lips as her eyes wander down to your cleavage. "They're natural, right?" You nod. You feel the bed dip behind you, as Sasha and Lindsey join the two of you on the bed. "So you've never kissed anybody?" Sasha asks, tilting her head as her curls bounce. "No, I've kissed a boy, back in church in like, middle school or something." You chuckle, shrugging and rolling your eyes.

"What about kissing girls?" Your eyes widen. You shake your head as you feel the three girls gazes resting heavily on you. "I haven't. Why do you ask?" Maggie grins. "You could try with us. You're one of us now, you've gotta live a little. I mean, you haven't even had a boyfriend, or done it with someone. Let us help you." She coos. She leans in, and you gulp. "Don't you have a boyfriend, Maggie? Jason, right?" She asks. Maggie nods. "Yeah, but like, he won't care. He'll probably think this is hot or something. Besides, it's just girls helping each other out. It's not like a random hookup, we're all friends here." She feigns hurt at your hesitance, pouting. "Don't you like us?" Lindsey whines, giving you puppy dog eyes as she rests her head on your shoulder from behind. "No, I like you guys, it's just-" You look at Lindsey. "Alright, we can do this." You sigh. Maggie grins, and puts her hands on your waist, pressing her chest to yours. "Good, it's not even weird. It's like, just girly things." She explains. She bites your lip playfully, making you blush as she finally presses her lips to yours. As you kiss the school's queen bee, you can taste the light strawberry flavor of her gum, and as she pulls away a string of sticky lip gloss connects your lips for a moment.

"See? You did good, especially for someone who's only kissed once before." Maggie coos. Lindsey pops up to kiss your cheek. "Your skin is so soft!" She giggles, nuzzling your neck. Sasha sits to the side, waiting for orders from Maggie. "Lemme see your chest." Maggie begins to tug up your tight, white tanktop, grinning when she sees that you have no bra on. "No bra, huh? Maybe you wanted us to do this?" She teases. "Pretty..." She circles her fingers around your left nipple, watching it pebble up. "I bet you're sensitive, huh?" Sasha asks. You can't speak, and only nod. Maggie's cold hands make you shiver, as she gropes your breasts with a wicked grin. She reaches down and puts Lindsey's hands on your breasts. "Lindsey, keep playing with her tits, okay? I'm gonna move a little lower." Lindsey nods, fondling your breasts from behind. "I'll try not to scratch you, my nails are kinda long right now..." She giggles. Maggie hikes up your skirt, keeping it around your waist. She licks her lips as she touches the black panties covering your cunt. "Are these from that department store on 9th?" She asks. "Uh, yeah?" She rolls her eyes. "You don't need to be wearing that shit, that's for people like Jenny Taylor, not girls like us. Tell you what-" She leans closer to your ear, kissing the shell of it. "You make me cum, and I'll take you downtown tomorrow and buy you something cute. That's sure to help you get a guy." She obviously has no intentions of getting you a boyfriend, considering the way her gaze turns possessive. Still, she can't deny that she likes the idea of seeing you in something lacey, especially something she bought you. She notices from the corner of her eye how Sasha is squirming, clearly eager to act, rubbing her thighs together subconsciously.

"Sasha?" Her head perks up immediatly, and she stills. "Y-yes, Maggie?" She pants. "Go get my wand, the pink one." Sasha nods, and scurries over to Maggie's closet, digging around for something. She manages to pull out a pink wand, with a microphone-like rubber tip. You can feel Maggies fingers trying to pull your panties to the side. "You ever played with yourself?" She whispers. You nod. "Yeah, a few times." You admit. "How?" She presses an index against your aroused clit. You gasp. "Fingers! I use my fingers, inside me." You moan. She pouts again, as Sasha hands her the wand. "Well, no wonder your little clit is so swollen, you've not been giving it any attention." She coos. "Don't worry, I've got just the thing." She takes the wand from Sasha. "It feels so good." Sasha says, her eyes full of sincerity. You wonder just how many times these girls have done this sort of thign. Does anyone else at school know?

You are torn from your thoughts when you hear a whirring sound. "What's that gonna do?" You ask. "It vibrates, and I'm just gonna press it right up against your clit, okay? It's gonna feel so fucking good..." She groans. "But, I'm going to enjoy something too. You know, for being such a good friend, and taking in a little newbie. You watch as Maggie mounts your thigh, gasping when you feel her slick pussy press against your leg. Has she not been wearing underwear this whole time? Your whole body flinches when you feel a pusling wave in your lower. "A-ah, shit." You grip the sheets of Maggie's bed tightly. Somehow, the stimulation to your clit makes Lindsey's pawing at your chest feel even more pleasurable. Maggie chuckles as she begins to grind herself against your thigh. "Feels good, huh? You like that? Your pretty new friends taking good care of you? Putting a pretty vibrator on your clit?" Her condescedngin tone makes you blush in shame. After a while, her moans grow in volume too. "Fuck, even just your thighs feel good. Maybe, god- maybe soon I'll ride your pussy like this." She groans. "God, not even Jason makes me feel this hot, this wet. That little limp-dick, can't even make me finish." She tilts her head back. "Sasha, take a photo, m' boutta cum." Sasha pales. "I don't... um, can I use you phone, mines dead?" Maggie doesn't open her eyes, but Sasha can sense her rage. "I don't care, just taking the fuckin' photo, I'm so close. C'mon, baby. Cum on my vibrator, I'll buy you something, anything, just do it." You weren't expecting to her Maggie beg for anything in your lifetime, much less for you to cum. Overwhelmed, you feel your orgasm hit hard. "M-maggie, I'm, oh..." She nods rapidly as she practically bounces on your thigh. "Yeah, right there, I'm cumming to..." She pants.

You close your eyes, but still sense a flash of light from Sasha snapping a photo. As your legs shake from the feeling, Maggie casually dismounts your thighs, sitting down on the bed beside you. She kisses your forehead. "You did so good. I'll get you something so cute to wear to school next week." She flips her hair and acts nonchalant, as if she hadn't just held a sex toy to your cunt while she rode your thigh like her life depended on it. "Sasha, let me see that photo." Sasha shows her the phone, and she grimaces. "Ugh, I look so fucking pale. Put a Sepia filter on it or something." Before Sasha can, Lindsay snatches the phone, and lets out a whine.

"Only my hands are in it! What the hell, Sasha!"

[ragsy]

against my better judgment i paid for a month of heroforge pro so i could make more convincing versions of some of my more complicated dnd guys

[churrorat-art]

Huh. Okay. What if I post my ocs?

Yeah! First time posting about human ocs. I'll plan to post more about these fellas soon. But here are thier ref sheets! An lil bit about them :] these were fun to make.

(Reblogs help artists grow!)

@voldkat <- you wanted me to tag u)

[ornyange]

every time i hear something about rot i always think of maggie bc it’s their last name. the rot consumes? uh yeah.. they sure do!

[maggie-chaos23]

1. 🎮: What Kirby game or what point in the Kirby series timeline would your OC first appear?

Most likely a couple of months after “Fright to the finish” from Hoshi no kabii.

2. 🤝: Does your OC have any important connections to any canon characters?

when she had first arrived in Dreamland, her and tiff were good friends and as time progressed she made good friends with most of the residents in Cappy Town as well as a few of Kirby’s dream friends! And despite knowing of Meta knight, she had never actually met him until about a year into living in Dreamland.

She’s also really close to Magolor! Treating him like an older brother.

3. 🏠: Where does your OC live?

A little further than the outskirts of Cappy Town/close to Whispy Woods

4. 🪄: Does your OC use magic? If they do, how did they gain their magical abilities?

Yes! She was trained by Magolor in the arts of magic! (Levitation and Telekineses)

5. 🍎: What are some foods that your OC enjoys eating?

Rice and crunchy Peanut-butter😀 (yes, mixed together)

6. 🗣️: If you could cast a voice actor to voice your OC who would you choose?

That’s a pretty difficult question… perhaps Elsie Lovelock? Or Maybe Lizzie Freeman

7. ❤️: What is your OC’s love language (Words of affirmation, Quality time, Physical touch, Receiving gifts, or Acts of service)?

Physical touch and Gift giving🫶🏼✨

8. 🏳️‍🌈: What is your OC’s sexual orientation?

Straight Biological female

9. 🪪: Does your OC go by a nickname? If they do, what is their full name?

After arriving in Dreamland, she couldn’t remember her full name, but she did remember her first name “Maggie” after meeting Magolor, and practically becoming family, she took the middle name “Lor” and the last name “Starcutter”

10. 👑: Is your OC royalty?

No. Girly pop is broke as a joke🚫💰

11. 🗡️: What is your OC’s weapon of choice?

“You can use anything as a weapon if you throw it hard enough” — Maggie

She prefers using swords in close range combat though

12. 💏: Is your OC in a relationship?

Relationship? No. WANTS to be in a Relationship? Yes😌

13. 🙅: Does your OC have any enemies?

Not to her knowledge

14. 🍱: If your OC had a dish themed around them at the Kirby Cafe, what would it be?

Probably some kind of blueberry mango mochi

15. 🧸: If your OC had any merchandise themed around them, what would it be?

Probably acrylic keychains

16. 👶: Does your OC have children? If they don’t have any children, would they like to have some one day?

No, she does not have any children. But she does love kids and would love to have her own someday. As of right now though, she treats Kirby as her Son (This caused her and Meta knight to grow closer)

17. 🎨: What are your OC’s artistic skills? Are they a good artist or is art something that they struggle with?

she’s pretty good at art! But she needs to work on her realism😅

18. 💎: Does your OC like to collect anything?

She likes collecting sparkling water cans and bottles as well as commemorative pins and a other little doodads

19. 🛒: If your OC owned a shop, what would they sell?

Probably crochet items and baked goods🧶🥖

20. 🤫: Does your OC have any secrets?

She may or may not have a teeny tiny little crush on Meta Knight

21. 🃏: Is your OC a good liar, or is it easy for others to tell when they’re not being truthful?

She is the living breathing dictionary definition of a bad liar

22. 🪽: Can your OC fly? If they can fly, how do they do it?

Yes! Maggie was taught levitation by Magolor! She can levitate small distances off the ground! She can’t float any higher than about four-ish feet off the ground

23. 👍: What is your OC most proud of?

Her friends🫶🏼

24. 🥺: What is your OC’s biggest regret?

Not being able to remember what her life was like before Dreamland

25. ⭐️: If your OC got their own spinoff game what would it be about and what would the gameplay be like?

It would probably be an RPG similar to Miitopia where instead of faces being stolen, it was dreams and they would replaced with Nightmares so now all of Dreamland refuses to sleep, causing everything to fall into ruins because nobody can think straight (it’d practically be a mix between Meta knight’s revenge, Kirby’s Adventure, Star allies, and Miitopia)

A Kirby OC Ask Game!

Thought I’d make one of these for people to reblog and send each other asks about their OCs. You can send a number or an emoji, I’ve included both for all of the asks here so people can send whatever is easier for them.

1. 🎮: What Kirby game or what point in the Kirby series timeline would your OC first appear?

2. 🤝: Does your OC have any important connections to any canon characters?

3. 🏠: Where does your OC live?

4. 🪄: Does your OC use magic? If they do, how did they gain their magical abilities?

5. 🍎: What are some foods that your OC enjoys eating?

6. 🗣️: If you could cast a voice actor to voice your OC who would you choose?

7. ❤️: What is your OC’s love language (Words of affirmation, Quality time, Physical touch, Receiving gifts, or Acts of service)?

8. 🏳️‍🌈: What is your OC’s sexual orientation?

9. 🪪: Does your OC go by a nickname? If they do, what is their full name?

10. 👑: Is your OC royalty?

11. 🗡️: What is your OC’s weapon of choice?

12. 💏: Is your OC in a relationship?

13. 🙅: Does your OC have any enemies?

14. 🍱: If your OC had a dish themed around them at the Kirby Cafe, what would it be?

15. 🧸: If your OC had any merchandise themed around them, what would it be?

16. 👶: Does your OC have children? If they don’t have any children, would they like to have some one day?

17. 🎨: What are your OC’s artistic skills? Are they a good artist or is art something that they struggle with?

18. 💎: Does your OC like to collect anything?

19. 🛒: If your OC owned a shop, what would they sell?

20. 🤫: Does your OC have any secrets?

21. 🃏: Is your OC a good liar, or is it easy for others to tell when they’re not being truthful?

22. 🪽: Can your OC fly? If they can fly, how do they do it?

23. 👍: What is your OC most proud of?

24. 🥺: What is your OC’s biggest regret?

25. ⭐️: If your OC got their own spinoff game what would it be about and what would the gameplay be like?

[chaospyromancy]

average coworkers

[akiacia]

bsky nonsense 🤣

[nephilimbrute]

stuff i drew today ^_^

[thecapricunt1616]

capriiiiiii can i pretty please request something with carmy and a gf who is dealing with being stiff / sore and tired. i acc just need him to take care of me. maybe cook me a meal. :(( ily

My loveeeee Hello I'm sorry this has been rotting away I've been dealing with such writers block I hope this doesn't suck aaa! I'm sorry I haven't been writing as much / around tumblr this week i've been busy with other things but I hope to write more soon <3 I finally got my new laptop so i'm going to try and cook some stuff up really soon! Warnings for btc: None really, pure fluff & happy carmy!not edited sorryyyy WC: 1638

You had helped Sugar set up her nursery last night. All the moving of large boxes, and helping build the crib, changing table, and dresser, you were wiped out to say the least. You got home around 4 am, and  When Carmy had left for the restaurant that morning, you were still crumpled on the couch where he’d left you, snuggled in a blanket and softly snoring. When he came home that night and nudged you, you jumped like a sleeping cat 

“I’m awake!” You said quickly with an unintentional snore, rubbing your eyes tiredly. 

“Brought you a sandwich and some fries. Back still hurts?” He asked softly. 

You whimper gently as you stretch out your sore muscles, sitting up once again in the dark living room. “How’s work?” You mumbled with a yawn, taking the takeout container as he plopped next to you and planted a kiss on your head. 

“Doesn’t matter, m’here for you baby, why don’t I get you a bath set up mm?” He flicks on a lamp and you blink a few times as your eyes get adjusted to the light.  

“You’re too good to me, you know that right?” You gave him a peck on the lips. He smiled a bit and rubbed your side 

“I can’t even count the amount of back massages you’ve given me after a long week. I’m just repaying the favor.” He watched as you took a bite and sighed in relief, your stomach growling- likely in thanks as you hadn’t moved from your spot all day long in your blanket nest. 

“This is really good, Bear” you mumble as you chew. He hums happily at your approval, giving you one more kiss to the temple before getting up. 

“Good, I put a piece of princess cake in the fridge for you for after your bath if you want” he said on his way to the bathroom, and you could cry at the bliss that was being taken care of. 

He makes sure to clean out the tub with bathroom spray and rinse it fully, before starting the water at the very hot temperature he knew you liked after plugging the tub. He got one of the little herb sachets with different flowers and herbs and hung it over the faucet so it infused into the water, causing it to be a pretty light pink color.

From the bathroom closet he grabbed your little bath tray and set it up for you, as well as the little bath head pillow that suctioned to the tub for you to rest back on, and got those set up before taking out the waterproof electric candles and setting a few out for you for a comforting ambiance. After he put a good amount of the muscle relaxing herbal epsom salts in the bath for you, as well as plenty of bubbles the way you liked and agitated the water for you, he popped your favorite fluffy towel in the warmer. 

He cut off the water and went into the bedroom, grabbing your fluffy bathrobe and a comfortable pair of panties for you as well as the book you were currently reading from your nightstand and got them all set up on the bathroom counter for you, as well as your hair brush. He opened the bottom drawer where you kept all your sheet face masks, and picked out a bedtime one and set it on the bath tray for you next to your book. 

By the time he came back out to let you know your bath was ready you had already finished eating and were once again slumped on the couch, you figured you had pulled or overworked something in your back because even holding yourself up was proving to be exhausting very fast. “Did you want some wine my love” he crouched down next to where you were snuggled on the couch, brushing your hair from your eyes gently. 

“Yes please” you said softly. He planted a gentle, lingering kiss on your forehead before going to the kitchen. He got your favorite wine out of the fridge, popping open the bottle and pouring you a glass. He brought it to the bathroom and put it in the little slot on the tray made for wine glasses, before coming back to collect you. 

“Alright, up” he held his hand out to you and wiggled his fingers for you to take it. You sighed softly knowing moving meant pain, but when you grabbed his hand he lifted you to your feet with little effort, being sure to steady you with his other hand on your hip since you weren’t expecting it. 

“Woah” you giggled, the action having woken you from your tired state and following him to the bathroom. When you saw the state of it, you pulled him into a tight hug, kissing his neck gently. You didn’t want him to see the fact there was tears pooling at your eyes, since he hated when you cried. But the fact that he had a nearly 14 hour day, and came home to you- and still went out of his way, above and beyond to take care of you. To make you feel loved, cared for. You’d never had another partner who was so attentive and went out of their way for you how he did.

“Love you…” you muttered before pulling away with a sniffle. He cupped your cheeks, giving you a gentle kiss 

“Your towel is In the warmer waiting for you baby, I’ll get your pajamas set out for you” he gently tucked your hair behind your ear and rubbed his knuckle over your cheekbone before heading back to your bedroom, leaving the door cracked behind him. You noticed after he left that your skincare was all set up for you as well as your favorite body lotion and its matching body mist which just made you smile even more. 

After undressing you sit in the warm bath, sighing in relief as the hot water did wonders for your sore muscles, resting your head back on the comfortable pillow as you sip your wine and hum contently to yourself. For a while you just sat, reading your book and sipping your wine and after about 30 minutes when the water had gone lukewarm, and your glass of wine had been finished - you decided to drain the tub. 

Carmy heard you getting out of the bath, so he went and got your pajamas that he’d been warming in the dryer for you and got your side of the bed all made up after filling your reusable water bottle with iced lemon water.  By the time you had gotten your lotion on and did your skincare as well as brushed your teeth, the house had already been shut down for the evening. He had made sure to clean up the kitchen and living room, as well as shut all of the shades and get your coffee pot set up for the next morning like usual. 

“Hey pretty girl” he takes your hand, kissing it gently “got some warm pajamas for you, house is taken care of you just have to get in bed” he motioned to the bed where your pajamas were nicely folded for you. 

“And you say you aren’t romantic” you mused, causing him to chuckle a bit as he wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head 

“What can I say, I guess you bring it out of me. Get your pajamas on I’ll rub your feet for you” he said and you hum happily, closing your eyes and planting a kiss on his neck

“Can I be babied like this all the time?” You joked, he huffed a laugh, handing you your pajamas. 

“The days that I’m not too wiped out from work, I can try” he plopped down on his side of the bed with a soft grunt of relief after being on his feet all day. You slipped out of your robe, and his eyes rake over your frame as you unfolded your soft, fluffy nightgown and slipped it over your head. “Mm mm mm” he said jokingly. You giggled as you crawl on the bed, resting your legs over his lap and wiggling your manicured toes teasingly. 

“Get to massaging this isn’t a free peep show” you said and he took your ankle, bringing it to his lips and giving it a chaste kiss

“What- so you can put me to work, and I can’t even eye the goods?” he joked as he put your leg gently back in his lap and grabbing the massage oil that he’d put on the nightstand and warming some in his hands before starting to massage your foot. You hum happily, lips curling into a small smile and your eyes fluttering shut in bliss. 

“Mmmm, keep doin’ that and I’ll let you see whateeever you want” you said happily, your voice nearly a purr from how expertly he was massaging your calves and feet. “Can I turn on Big Brother?” you asked and giggle at the way his face lit up

“You really waited?! Fuck yeah I wanna see whats up put it on” he said and you smiled, shaking your head jokingly as you turned on the TV. He had whined before about not wanting to watch ‘trash reality tv’ all the time, but over the course of the many nights he came home and you were watching it - he had eventually starting asking you to wait for him to watch ‘your show’ together, and you would tease him and tell him how you thought he said it was boring and gossipy, just to get his cheeks to go that cute shade of pink.“Of course I waited, it’s our show now”

[detherun]

The three finally reunited.

[pralinesims]

The idiot squad + tumblr text posts

[whore-ibly-hot]

💞Masterlist💞

Yandere OC's:

🌱🔔🌱🔔🌱🔔🌱🔔🌱🔔🌱

Yan!Cult Member: Joshua

Outsider In (Introduction fic)

💜👿💜👿💜👿💜👿💜👿💜

Yan!Best-friend: Carl

What Are Friends For? (Smut) (Introduction fic)

🍀🧚‍♂️🍀🧚‍♂️🍀🧚‍♂️🍀🧚‍♂️🍀🧚‍♂️🍀🧚‍♂️🍀

Yan!Fae: Puck and Yan!Fae King Oberon

Midsummer Nights Madness (Introduction fic)

A servant and his King (Smut) (Oberon introduction fic)

🪨🌫⛺️🪨🌫⛺️🪨🌫⛺️🪨🌫⛺️🪨

Yan!Soldier/Warrior: Fritz + Private Johannes

His Little Bride (Smut) (Introduction fic)

The Little Soldier And His General (Smut)

🚜🌄🚜🌄🚜🌄🚜🌄🚜🌄🚜🌄🚜

Yan! Farm-Boy: Joey McCall

City Boys ain't Worth Nothing (Smut) (Introduction fic)

📸📘📸📘📸📘📸📘📸📘📸📘📸

Poly!Yan Bully and Freak: Patrick and Ahmed

Art-project (Introduction fic) (Gender neutral reader)

🎟🥊🎟🥊🎟🥊🎟🥊🎟

Yan!Cage-Fighter: Mattias

Paying bills ain't easy. (Introduction fic)

💟🎀💟🎀💟🎀💟🎀💟🎀💟🎀💟

Yan!Mean-girls: Maggie, Sasha, and Lindsey

Just girly things. (Introduction fic)

📞🖨📞🖨📞🖨📞🖨📞🖨📞🖨📞

Yan!Husbands Boss/Ceo: Morgan

Just another day at the office. (Introduction fic)

🎮🕹🎮🕹🎮🕹🎮🕹🎮🕹🎮🕹🎮

Yan!Retro-Gamer: Lewis

My player two. (Introduction fic)

🕦♟️🕦♟️🕦♟️🕦♟️🕦♟️🕦♟️🕦

Yan!Boarding School (Multiple Yan)

Introduction fic pt. 1 (Students)

Introduction fic pt. 2 (Faculty)

Photo shoot fic (Mr. Burton and Joseph)

Sick reader drabble (Mr. Critch, Mr. Murphy, Evan, Carter)

Reader with trouble sleeping drabble (Mr. Critch)

Post-gym shower fic (Evan Reed and Coach Anatoli Sidorov)

Reader losing Virginity Drabble (Coach Anatoli Sidorov)

Special Delivery fic (Tyler)

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Yan!Handymen (Tucker and Billy)

1-800-HANDY-YAN (Intro fic)

Unamed/Misc Concepts

Yan!Neighbor HC's (Concept fic)

[ragsy]

new dnd character! i don't know much about its personality yet, i just wanted to make some sort of weevilbot. and now i have a weevilbot.

also if you sit on its shoulders you can hold its antennae like bike handlebars

[palossssssand]

I hit 'em with the human beam

[ornyange]

[dyhlanobrien]

@angelsanarchy :O

Lucy Hale | Sky with Diamonds campaign by Jacquie Aiche | February 7, 2023 | 📷 DØVE SHORE