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blueberry-rose · 3 months ago

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Arlecchino smut

It’s my first post be nice 🙏

Arlecchino x caregiver!reader

You’re a caretaker of the house of hearth. You’ve always loved children, you’re a very caring person the exact opposite of the father. So it was a surprise when one of the children called you mother, right in front of Arlecchino. You felt your face heat up, and you practically fell over your self telling them that you’re not their mother. But Arlecchino just walked away. It’s now the end of the day and Arlecchino called you to her office. you’re trembling in front of the door hand just above the handle. You’ve heard horror stories of Arlecchino when she’s displeased. And the mother comment has you terrified. You knocked slowly.

“Come in” archons her voice was so low and dangerous you felt your core tighten. You opened the door slowly stepping in. “Shut the door.” You didn’t have to be told twice. Pissing her off more was a bad idea, you heard the click of the door like a nail in your coffin.

“I-if this is about the mother comment I swear I had no idea that she was going to call me that. I’m so sorry.” She looked up from her work.

“Oh? Did you not like being called mother?” You could swear you saw her smirk slightly. No it was a trick of the light, there’s no way the knave would smile. “I thought you would like to be called mother. I remember when I was doing your interview right before you started working here. You told me that you’ve always dreamed of being a mother.” She simply motioned you to move to her. It was like a siren’s call, your feet moved without your brain even thinking.

“Ma’am? What do you mean.” Your standing by her side, she leaned back in the chair, looking up at you, your not used to looking down at her she usually towers over you.

“The children care about you. That makes you indispensable.” Your heart was racing the words running over and over in your head. “So heres my proposal. You become the mother of the house. And I take care of you for the rest of your life.”

“Are you asking me out?” Fuck, you need to think before you speak.

“Is that what you wish?” You felt her hands on your waist. archons your definitely red.

“yes” your voice was a whisper but it was loud enough. You’re now sitting in her lap.

“tell me what you wish, dear.” It was an order, you could tell in her voice as she pressed her her chest to your back, your so thankful that she can’t see your face.

“You” your voice was breathy. Her blackened hands snaked around your waist.

“Oh? How do you want me? Use your big girl words.” Fuck your clit is aching. You tried to grab her hand and guide it to your aching core, she grabbed your wrist. “Tell me what you want. I want to hear it.” You let out a pathetic whine.

“Ma’am please, please touch me.” She pressed her hands to your breasts squeezed them gently.

“Like this” you whined, she’s teasing you and she’s liking it.

“Fuck, you’re really going to make me say it.” You reached for her hands again. Only to have one of her hands to grab both of your wrists holding them together.

“Behave.” You let out another whine. Her free hand finally started to undo your shirt. “Tell me how much you want me.” She was getting more demanding. Her tone was the same one that made you tremble in fear if she was displeased with you.

“Please, I-I want you to fuck me” you obeyed her orders your hands were let go of as she focused all of her attention on getting your clothes off, slowly unbuttoning your blouse. Slowly revealing your lacy red bra.

“Good girl” your face was on fire. She started kissing your neck. “Red? hmm, and sexy at that, do you like dressing up. I sure do appreciate the view.” You inhaled sharply, your shirt now off completely. “Stand up” you obeyed standing up immediately. Her hands grabbed the waist band of your skirt and pulled it down it now laid in a pile. You’re now standing in nothing but some pretty red panties and bra set. “Matching? How naughty. Yet you’re so shy. Face me.” You turned.

She pushed your body back into her desk she now standing above you in between your legs. She slowly removed your panties, Her eyes were burning into your soul, her eyes looked so hungry, your not used to such a sight. She usually elegant and stoic but she looked so hungry for … you. She ran one of her fingers over your slick folds, its filed down you let out a moan. “Well what do we have here. Alright so wet for me. So sensitive too”

“Please, ma’am-” She kissed you to cut you off.

“So impatient, don’t worry I’ll take care of that.” She pushed two of her fingers in your heat, you arched your back letting out a moan. “How adorable I’ve barely even touched you, and you’re already a mess for me.” She curled her fingers easily finding that gummy spot that makes your brain go fuzzy. You moaned out, again. “So vocal too.” She pressed her thumb to your clit slow agonizing circles mixed with the curling of her fingers. You were a mess, moaning out as she continued to tease you. It didn’t take long until you are on the edge. Arlecchino could feel you clenching around her fingers, the way your nails dug into her jacket. “Do you want to cum, dear?”

You moaned out your answer. “Yes, ma’am please”

“Call me Arlecchino.” You barely got to process her response when she started to finger fuck you harder, pushing her fingers in you, curling, her thumb placing pressure on your clit, you tumbled over the edge fast.

“A-Arlecchino!” You came hard, a creamy ring forming on her fingers. She pulled them out slowly. You felt your face flush at the sight of your cum on her fingers. She placed her fingers in her mouth licking and savoring your taste.

“So messy,” she looked at your reden face. “Red really is a great color on you”

#arlecchino #arlechinno genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin smut #arlecchino x reader

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impish-baby · 25 days ago

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Masterlist 🎃

Fandoms:

Pokémon:

Platonic yandere Saguaro headcannons

Platonic yandere arven headcannons

Stardew valley

Platonic yandere haley headcannons

Platonic yandere stardew valley moms

Platonic yandere caregiver Elliott headcannons (agere)

Bugsnax

Platonic yandere strabby

Platonic yandere bunger

Cookie run kingdom

Platonic yandere cream ferret cookie headcannons (agere)

Original characters:

Home is where the heart is (platonic yandere familly)

Jaiden's intro (yan big bro)

The reckoning (Jaiden's reaction to reader leaving)

Marcus's intro (yan dad)

Clara's intro (yan mom)

Jack and Theo's intro (yan twin older siblings)

The twins' reaction to reader being kidnapped

A fluffy moment with them

Would the twins keep reader

The twins see reader out shopping

Reader's interlude

The family's reaction to thinking reader was kidnapped, but they actually have a romantic partner

The family's reaction to reader running away because they thought they wouldn't be supported after coming out

Marcus and Jaiden's reaction to reader being kidnapped

Platonic yandere werewolf familly

The family's reaction to reading reader's journal

Jaiden's reaction to reader having an abusive partner

Rowen's intro (werewolf father)

Summer days (Rowen fluff)

Vivian's intro (werewolf mother)

Maddison's intro (werewolf sister)

Liam's into (werewolf brother)

Do the other kids regress? (agere)

Is reader babied the most? (agere)

Both arms cradle you now (Platonic yandere estranged familly)

Burning bridges (first part)

Infant and innocent (first part continued)

Stabbing stars through my back (first part continued two)

Viliian and violent (first part fin)

Platonic yandere step brother + friend group

Platonic yandere superheros/villians

Platonic yandere "friend" group ramble

Day trips (drabble) (tyler)

Platonic yandere superhero brother fic (Cyrus) (sidekick reader)

Platonic yandere villian drabble (Eos) (vigilante reader)

Platonic yandere villian and hero fic (Eos and Nyx) (vigilante reader)

Valerian (Platonic yandere vampire caregiver)

Mother's come, she is the night (pt.1)

Sylvia (Platonic yandere witch caregiver)

Headcannons about them

How they would react to you hiding from them

Sylvia's intro (agere)

Sylvia and reader decorate a paci (agere)

Miscellaneous:

Platonic yandere ghost caregiver headcannons (agere)

Platonic yandere siren headcannons

Platonic yandere angel and demon caregivers headcanons (agere)

Platonic yandere demon king fic (Areon) (child reader)

Platonic yandere fae caregiver fic (Briar)

Platonic yandere dragon hybrid headcanons

Platonic yandere dragon headcannons (wings of fire inspired)

Platonic yandere naga brother drabble (Koda)

Platonic yandere haunted doll drabble (mathew)

Platonic yandere eldritch horror fic (jonah)

Platonic yandere alien caregiver rambles (agere)

Platonic yandere harpy familly ramble

Platonic yandere various monster siblings rambles

Platonic yandere vampire caregiver ramble

Platonic yandere caregiver stepdad headcannons

Platonic yandere caregiver stepmom headcannons

Platonic yandere queen x servant reader fic

#pumpkin patch (masterlist) 🎃

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yaut-jaknowit · 9 months ago

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How about a human womans gets pregnant with a yautja (They are probably in a lab). The male escapes and takes her back to his clan and hands her off to the females of the clan. And instead of falling in love with the male, the sire of the unborn pup. the human womans gets together with another female who is teaching the ways of the yautja. Maybe the male stops by here n there...

Lose Yourself

Pairings: Male Yautja x AFAB!Reader (Platonic)

Word Count: 4039

Summary: Four concrete walls have been your sight for the last year. Caregivers and doctors see you every day to ensure your heath. Then three months ago, they introduced you to him. A creature not from this world that you can tell. He does not speak but the two of you have an understanding and one another.

Author Note: When this popped up in my feed, I started to bounce off of the walls like a crazed animal. I love this idea so much. In the future, I would love to write out a whole story like this. For now, I'm just going to do at least two parts, maybe three for this.

Part 2

Masterlist

Ao3

Blaring sirens jolt you back into reality. Your heart instantly leaps into your throat and lodges itself there. The whites of your eyes clear even in the limited light of the dingy cell you dared to call home.

Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around your knees and carefully watched the only entrance and exit to this singular, minute room. The alarm meant something. Terrible things. Nothing ever good came from it. Your head was plastered to the tops of your knees as you observed for any incoming threat.

This wasn’t a horrible life. Three meals a day; seen by doctors – or at least what looked to be doctors – practically every day; clothing on your body. But the fact you weren’t allowed to leave the room unless they wanted you or you didn’t have anything to stimulate your brain. Just an animal on the verge of insanity, forced to be driven there with no relief.

The people who keep you locked in here are the only people you are able to interact with. It’s one sided. You lost your will to try and gain any words besides the casual ‘how are you feeling today?’ from them. They might mix it up after some time but it was always the same doctor-patient relationship.

Out of everything here though, what caught your attention was the thing they brought you to a few times before. Everything about him is locked down and sealed tight from both sides. Not even a name from the lumbering giant.

From the limited times you’ve got to interact with him, you’ve learned he wasn’t a nice character. At first, he had nearly torn you apart before he had jerked to a stop. Akin to a horrified look passed over his alien features and he backed away. After that day, he’s been reasonable to be around. For some reason, your ‘caregivers’ love to know how you interact with him or what he’ll do if… you were some sort of danger.

Not the most protective creature, he’ll snarl and growl if the guards are too rough with you. His chains prevent him from doing anything physical. Once you are completely alone with him though, the chains that keep him locked to the wall are slackened. He’s now allowed to move about the vicinity as he seems fit.

Move he does. He stalks, prowls around the room, searching for any way for escape. They way he moves gives you the hint he’s this predator, like a lion hunting its prey. When you watch him, you admire him and prowess.

Wishful thinking makes you pray for him to find a weakness and escape from this horrid place. The chains on his wrists are more than tight. It’s daily occurrence blood drips from cuts. He tries to hide it, obscure it from sight but the eyes are the window to the soul. You are able to read his pain, every wince when the chains rub just a hair too much. You worry about him, this creature that was no human.

The first time he allowed you to touch him was a miracle. When the session was over, you were immediately yanked from the premises and shoved into a different room. Your caregivers began to berate and demand answers on why he was allowing you such contact. As the clueless person you are, you just shrugged your shoulders.

That night, they left you with a few more bruises than usual.

The door swung open and revealed a guard and a caregiver. Same protocols as always. You were taken from your room and swiftly led further down to what you believed to be the lowest level of this complex. The entire way there, you were compliant and willing. You’ve done your fair share of fighting, everything in your power to leave this place.

But it never worked. It wasn’t truly accepting your fate but going along the motions. Your mind has long grown numb, completely stale to everything. It needed stimulation but no one offered that.

A quick shove had you toppling onto your hands and knees. A loud snarl and rattling chains, metal creaking from tremendous amount of weight thrown against echoed in the limited space. You hissed at the new wounds on your knees and whipped your head up.

Though weakened from lack of food and proper exercise, the alien was straining against the shortened chains. His blazing eyes were on you, taking in everything your caregivers did to you.

With a click, the thick steel door latched shut and trapped you in here with him. You sighed and stood back up while taking a glance behind you. The only entrance to the room sealed off until they choose to retrieve you. Until then, you calmly walked over to the ashen, grey alien and sat down close by. A respectful amount of space placed between the two of you.

Two more clicks entered the air. The chains that once locked him to the wall slackened and allowed the predator free range.

He instantly stalked over to you and knelt down. You picked up your head to find his eyes still on your sitting form. His gaze flicked down to your scrapped knees.

Those strange mandibles of his, or fangs could be a better word, didn’t offer any lips to form words. Not English at least. He seems to speak in his own but neither of you could truly understand one another in words. Instead, gestures got you farther in this strange friendship you’ve created with him. He was the only being in this forsaken place to offer niceties.

You reached to the fresh wound. Blood already dotted the scrapped skin. Nothing that cried for a bandage. Not that you would get in the end. “It’s alright,” you reassured him and threw a thumbs up at him. A sign he’s learned meant everything was fine.

He hovered still and stayed sat on his haunches at your side. A little unusual for the predator always on the move. When he was with you, ninety percent of the time he is prowling the given space and observing the door. You didn’t need to be told he was searching for his escape.

One animal, spirit lost to the solidarity.

Another animal, always moving, always searching.

It didn’t take further than five more seconds for your gaze to drop and head to lean against the cool wall. It was colder in this room than even the halls that lead to here. You’ve pondered the reasons but have never come up with something concrete.

Warmth cupped your cheek and tilted your head back up to the only figure in this room. Your jaw dropped at the touch, eyes widening while you could only stare at the alien.

Once he found your eyes, he leaned in, diverted slightly to the side, and placed his alien mouth next to your ear. “I will get us out of here,” he whispered barely a fraction over his breath. You gasped in reaction, ready to spew questions when his thumb pressed against your lips. The words died in your throat before they could become sound.

Then, he nuzzled his mandibles to the crook of your neck and pulled back. The whole interaction had you puzzled but slightly scared shitless. Thise sharp fangs so close to your throat, knowing they could rip it out if he wanted. But instead, he promised your escape.

Escape.

It was like he offered you a sack of gold as a peasant.

“Please,” you murmured back and against the pad of his thumb. He grunted then stood up. The chains rattled at the movement and clacked against the ground. You saw the way his hands twitched at his sides when the sharp edge dug into his already sore flesh. Thick, raised scars would be left in its wake. That, you were sure of.

The alien moved away from you and began his pacing. It was the same pathing he always took. He looked high and low. You stayed there on the ground despite it hurting your lower back and watched him. As he moved, the hope that bubbled inside of your chest began to dwindle. Maybe he didn’t have a plan just yet or even the start of one.

You missed the feeling of the sun on your skin, the smell of fresh air. Freedom. That’s the base core you craved the most while in the pits of this place. You had no plans for escape. It didn’t look like he did either.

A hand ran through your knotted locks and started to work out the small rats' nests growing. He had spoken to you. Spoke English. After all the times you’ve been in contact with him, he finally speaks up and says that. But why did he say it so quietly?

Your eyes darted around the room, hiding behind your lashes. Four cameras. They left no space unseen. Did he not want anyone to know he could speak your language? I huffed and drew your knees while resting your chin on them.

Another click drew you from well of your thoughts. A sound you’ve heard before. The chains began to sucked back into the wall and dragged the struggling alien back to his original place. You watched with a sorrowful gaze, knowing every pull cut deeper into his forever bleeding cuts.

Before he could officially trapped back to the wall, he lunged at you and trapped your now quiver form to him. His body was a few degrees warmer than the room itself. The textured scales that covered him from head to toe rubbed against your back. You gave a yelp and struggled at first but stopped, hoping he wouldn’t harm you after all this time.

The first time you met flashing in your mind. What had stopped him?

His grasp on you wasn’t harsh or demanding, but firm, not allowing you slip away from him. The claws that tipped his fingers looked they could gut you like a fish. Yet, he ensured they didn’t dig into your skin.

The chains stopped once he was pulled to the wall but with you still in grasp. The door was ripped open and in poured seven heavily armed soldiers, guns directed at the two of you. You screamed and tucked into his chest and seek protection from the only friendly figure here. His arms tightened around in a secure manner. A deep rumbled beginning to grow from the depths of his chest.

In walked the main caregiver for you and him. You submissively bowed your head, afraid to look her in the eye and feel her wrath; or be knocked out and wake up in pain again.

The woman wearing a white coat looked down her nose at your meek form then gazed up at the predator trapping you. “You won’t hurt her,” she stated with a voice honeyed and sweet. How could she be so sure of something unknown? Even you didn’t know what his intentions were.

Warm, callused finger ensnared your throat. Your heart jumping and thumping against the digits holding your life. A whimper breaking free of your cracked, cry lips. The arm still wrapped around your torso tightened but the hand rubbed the area behind your back. You inhaled sharply and slackened in his hold.

She marched forward and only left a space between her and you that dared him to take the lunge. “It’s against your honor code, isn’t it?” Your brows furrowed at the new information, unsure of what this ‘honor code’ entailed but hoped it truly meant he won’t kill you.

He growled and sent vibrations up your spine. Goosebumps were left in its wake. You shuttered and pressed yourself more into him.

Harsh, vile clicks and snarls sounded from his alien throat as he spat alien words at the doctor. An unamused gaze fell on her face while the grey creature said his piece.

When the sounds ceased and he breathed heavily, she used a finger to wipe spit off of her face and flicked back at him. “Are you done?” she huffed and rolled her eyes. “Your kind is so predictable. Quick to surge with rage and believe themselves to be high and mighty. Not for much longer.” You wanted to somehow shrink even more against him but there was not even a molecule of space to take up.

“Now, hand over the subject and we’ll still feed you tonight. And if you don’t… well, that’s for me know and you to find out.” You shuttered at her words, hand finding his arm and squeezing it. He returned the action with his arm still wrapped around your torso.

An action she saw. Her posture sagged then she spun around and walked behind the seven soldiers. They were used as a wall of protection.

“Retrieve the subject. Don’t kill either of them. Harm is okay,” she gave the order you knew was about to occur. Your eyes instinctively shut as you prepare for bullets to begin flying.

A deafening roar rattled your brain. Metal snapped. The heat you were once pressed against was gone. The pure instinct to search it out strong before your brain could register the scene unfolding in front of your trembling form. Your feet glued to the spot.

Even though he’s lost some of his muscular physique, this lethal giant showed off his strength and prowess. He had already thrown one of the soldiers into a wall, a dent left in its wake. Another was meeting the business end of this predator… and loosing not only the fight but their life as well.

Blood sprayed across the ground in a terrifying arch. The ruby red a sight you weren’t prepared to see. His claws causing the damage to be dealt and valuable life essence to be spilled at your feet. The same claws that had been wrapped around neck so softly moments before.

Bright pops of light and ear-bleeding claps left you dizzy in where you stood. You stumbled back and rested your shoulder against the cool concrete wall. The scene before you continuing to unfold as if you didn’t even exist.

It swiftly became a blood bath. The seven soldiers she brought into here were desecration into nothing more than piles of shredded meat and bleeding blood bags on the ground.

The horror that morphed over her usually neutral face was satisfying to say in the least. The fact she wasn’t going to be able to step out of this room dawned upon her. You watched as the color drained from her face with each step backwards.

Unlike you, she was trapped and at the will of the alien that bore his gaze down on her. You may be pressed against the wall like her, but you were safe, not afraid of him spinning around and mistaking you as one of them. You knew it in your heart he was following through with his promise. You’ll see the light of day again, breathe the fresh air of the day. Strangely enough, you felt giddy.

“You can’t do this! I’m unarmed!” she screamed at him and pointed a trembling finger at the grey alien. What’s with that? Does it have to do with this ‘honor code’ she spoke about before?

Oh, but he could. In a terrifying millisecond, your eyes couldn’t register what had truly happened. Her body laid motionless at the feet of the lumbering alien. Her back faced you, her head was turned towards you. The cold, lifeless blue eyes of hers stared blankly, unfocused.

Dead.

You released a shuttering breath and timidly looked at him. Said creature stood back to his full height and rolled his dense shoulders. The muscles that lined his shoulders and back rippling at the motion.

Then, the alien spun on his heel and marched over to you. For a scared shitless moment, you best believed you were about to receive the same treatment. What stopped him from doing so?

He came to a stop before you and offered you a hand. “We are getting out.” Words of English were rumbled at you. Your eyes flicked down to the open palm. The freedom you begged for since the day you arrived here was standing before you. Not in a form you were expecting.

You took his hand.

One moment, the ground was touching the bottom of your feet. The very next, your legs had to wrap around a wide frame, arms snug around his throat. His back to your chest. He patted your forearm. “Hold on tight. Do not let go,” he ordered then marched towards the door.

It was closed, still sealed. What was he going to do about that?

That had to a be stupid thought after watching him massacre the entire room. Clearly he had an idea, some plan to get you two out of here. As much as you hated to this, it gutted you, you trusted him fully to release you from this prison.

Carefully, he crouched down and grabbed a key card from a pocket of the doctor. Red from his hands smeared onto the thin piece of plastic. He held it up to a small area next to the door.

With a whoosh, the door opened. The moment it did. All the white lights suddenly flashed to red. A horrifying screech entered the air before going into a low pitch then back up. It continued to do this while he carried him and you into the hall.

His head whipped side to side, thoughts determining which way to go. You perked up at this and motioned for him to go left. “The stairs are next to the elevator,” you reasoned with him. He grunted and began to full on sprint in the given direction. This hundreds of pound of flesh barreled down the hallway like a semi-truck. Nothing could stop him unless he wanted to stop.

A ninety degree came up. The alien just slid and used an arm to keep himself from slamming into the wall. He continued on. You buried your face into his neck, ignoring the strange rubbery dreads that slapped against your head and face with each of his steps.

The hallway led him to the necessary door. He didn’t even try the handle when he full on kicked it down. The metal screeched as it was torn from the hinges and laid to rest at the bottom of the stairs. With that out of the way, he leaped easily over it and took three steps at a time.

The alarm still blared its horrible tune and forced a headache to pound inside of your skull. You whined and scrunched your nose, unable to relieve yourself of the noise.

Over the noise, you heard the tall tell sign of thundering footsteps. You tensed up, breath shuddering and catching in your throat. In reaction, you go to open your mouth and speak of the discovery. A single finger was held up in your line of sight. You closed your trap and hunkered back down.

He launched himself up a flight of stairs and crashed into something hard. Gunfire sounded less than ten feet away. A bullet never hits you as he powered through a sea of bodies. You kept yourself locked onto his back like a monkey for dear life. You don’t know if he would come back for you if you were to fall off. Or if a soldier may just kill you to solve half of their problems.

Warm, slightly substance latched onto your arms. You shuttered, already coming to the conclusion of what it is.

Dying, horrified screams echoed off the halls. They decreased in amount and volume until the last one was silenced.

A new quiet filled the air besides the heavy breathing from the beast you clung to. Ringing echoed inside of your ears and worsened your headache. You groaned and clenched your hands into a tight fist.

He moved on.

You were brought back to reality as the warmth tinglingly the back of your neck and arms. Confused, you picked up your head and opened your eyes.

Bright light first had you flinching but powering through the pain. Sunlight greeted you. Its light painful at first but warmth more than welcomed. Your jaw dropped at the sight now before you.

A vessel… No. A space craft. A UFO. And it had to be his.

The alien didn’t stop moving across the short field that took him less than ten seconds to clear reach the feet of the ship. He slammed his fist against the belly of it. A screeching hiss entered the air.

A slab of metal began to peel itself away from the belly of the craft and angle one end towards the ground. The sight something you would see from Star Wars. You could only watch in amazement as the alien marched up the ramp. He rushed his way through the insides and took expert turns until he reached the cockpit. His feet skidded to a stop at a console and hands flying across the panels.

You pulled yourself up higher and watched. He pressed buttons and started the engines.

They rumbled to life under his feet. The ship waking up from an unknown amount of rest.

Hanging off of his back, you spotted movement through the glass window before you. A hoard of soldiers poured from the facility you had broken out of. A cold sweat dripped down the length of your spine at the sight. You tapped rapidly on his shoulder to gain his attention. “We’ve got company,” you warned, voice wavering.

The creature scoffed and turned his head enough to meet your eyes. “Not for long,” he answered. A smirk that you didn’t need to see was evident in his voice. He reached over and grabbed a throttle. Pressure was added to the stick.

Power was fed into the engines. Their sounds gaining in volume. You felt it before you noticed the fact the craft was starting to lift off the ground. The people rushing towards the two of you doubled their efforts as they began to grow smaller.

Something hit the roof and prevented the vessel from gaining anymore height. The creature just scoffed and added extra power to the engines.

Metal groaned and gave way. The ship returned to its form ascent into the sky. You release a sob of relief while the two of you continued to climb into the sky. The prison left behind as everyone could only watch your escape.

Once blue skies transitioned to black and sparkles shining through, he released the tension in his shoulders then patted your forearm. “You can get down now,” he said and knelt down. The warm metal floor touching the bottom of your bare feet. You finally relented your hold on him and stretched out your muscles. Soreness sunk into your muscles after clinging to him for so long.

He turned around to look at you fully. The two of you taking the other in without the constant pressure of being under watch and locked into a room.

A smile broke across your dirtied features. It was slow, a small dribble of happiness filling your veins before it became a rush. You pumped your fists into the air and gave a lungful cheer that echoed back at you. Damn that headache, you could care less about it when freedom was returned to you at last.

Close to the end of your excitement, an ear-piercing roar sounded with your call. You stopped abruptly and looked at the alien. His head was tipped back, fangs fully widened. You let the smile return and gave a hearty call again. You deserved it after all the shit you’ve endured while at the prison.

The roar died off. You cut yours as well and returned to studying him again. Despite not knowing who or what he was, you could trust him completely. He had fought off the advances of the soldiers and kept you safe. It was impossible in the moment to wipe off the smile on your face. You didn’t even dare to try and knew it would be futile.

Freedom at last.

#yautja #predator #yautja x reader #yautja x you #alien vs predator #yautja x human #predator x reader #predator x you #predator x human #x reader

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angelbaby-fics · 1 year ago

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Would you mind writing a little reader who regresses to an extra tiny headspace with caregiver Bucky 🥺👉👈

yessssss ohh how i wish i could have buggy around while im in babyspace >.< ❤️ 114 words

you squirmed in the bed; you couldn't do much else. not that you'd even want to. what could be nicer than rolling around on the big soft mattress, stretching out your fingers and grasping at all the different textures you could find. plush farm animals, a big crochet blanket, a quilt bucky had owned since he was a little one himself. bucky….. your bubba… just the thought of him in your fuzzy little baby brain brought a smile to your face, your giggle was like a siren call to the man in question. "is that my little baby laughing in there?" he peeked his head around the corner. "baaaa…" you reached up at him.

you're invited to my tea party!

#bucky x little!reader #little!reader #daddy!bucky x reader #daddy!bucky #bucky barnes x little!reader #chloe's tea party

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cozzzynook · 6 months ago

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Hot Rod is a mer and his carrier is Perceptor. He's been raised by the wreckers clan meaning he's a little gremlin.

One day he decides to go to the surface because his carrier told him not to and he meets a handsome human and falls in love. His carrier isn't happy and Hot Rod doesn't care. All he can think about is Soundwave and how much he loves him.

Then one day he gets kidnapped by pirates. Perceptor panics and thinks Soundwave did it.

He proves that he didn't and the two work together to get Hot Rod back. While he's making the pirates lives as difficult as possible.

Hot rod is so difficult.

He’s such a sweet sparkling but so hard headed just like his carrier and finds himself in multiple jams like his caregiving sire Brainstorm who mated Perceptor after meeting the two.

Roddy goes to the surface with Brainstorm sometimes to collect things they need and thats how he met Soundwave but Soundwave wasn’t fully human, he was half siren.

Soundwave often joined Hot rod in the waters.

He could stay down there like any normal siren he just didn’t have a typical tail. He had scales and a long tail that protruded from his spine and back. He had fangs, claws, a sirens call and the eyes and temperament of a siren.

And Hot rod loves it.

His carrier catches them on the surface kissing and is pissed.

Perceptor goes right up and yanks Hot rod back underwater and scolding him for being with what he thinks is a human.

Hot rod is upset because he doesn’t want his carrier treating him like a sparkling and goes off to cool down when his carrier yells at him that he’s acting just like one so as long as he does he will be treated like one.

He knows his carrier means well so he isn’t mad at him he’s just mad at the situation and himself.

He’s heading back to talk to his carrier when a net catches him and yanks him from the sea.

He manages to give off the call for help to his carrier, caregiving sire and potential mate before being shoved below the deck in a glass water box.

Perceptor is seething angry thinking Soundwave hurt his baby and he drags him down to sea to torture the answers out of him when Soundwave transformers and pushes Perceptor off.

“I get your anger. But Soundwave is innocent. We must find Hot rod and eliminate true threat.”

And yeah Perceptor thinks Soundwave is an odd one but he’s right. Brainstorm is able to locate the ship Hot rod is trapped on and Soundwave is able to use his voice to lure the men to their deaths aboard the ship but one.

Perceptor is the first to breach the water and see the captain holding his baby hostage with a sword.

Hot rod obviously was clawing at the man with how bloody he was but his baby was also hurt seeing as his tail was gashed open at the sides.

The thing about mers is that they can and will climb ships using their claws and humans don’t know about this because they’re dead by the time they learn this little fact.

Perceptor literally took a vicious chunk of the mans throat and ripped.

Hot rod was so happy to see his creators and mate before passing out from blood loss.

He woke up in his nest with Soundwave snoozing beside him and his carrier holding his head in his lap while Brainstorm held his carrier.

He cooed wrapping his tail around the two and holding Soundwaves hand putting a finger over his pulse to feel his heart.

He was safe, in his nest, with some of his favorite mers and siren.

He was more than happy falling back asleep.

#mild gore #perceptor #soundrod #soundwave #simpatico #hot rod #merformers

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l0st-g1rl-r0tt1ng · 3 months ago

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The dazzlings ∿♫ Headmate pack!!

𝄞˚⋆ Name(s): Adagio Dazzle

𝄞˚⋆ Pronoun(s): She/her, Shx/hxr,

𝄞˚⋆ Age: 18 (418)

𝄞˚⋆ Species: Siren

𝄞˚⋆ Gender(s): Transfem

𝄞˚⋆ Orientation(s): lesbian polyamorous

𝄞˚⋆ Role(s): Persecutor

𝄞˚⋆ Sign-off: 🎵✨

♬ ⁺｡Name(s): Aria Blaze

♬ ⁺｡Pronoun(s): She/It

♬ ⁺｡Age: 17 (417)

♬ ⁺｡Species: Siren

♬ ⁺｡Gender(s): Cis female

♬ ⁺｡Orientation(s): Bisexual polyamorous

♬ ⁺｡Role(s): Antagoniser

♬ ⁺｡Sign-off: ⭐🔥

♩ ₊˚ Name(s): Sonata Dusk

♩ ₊˚ Pronoun(s): She/He/Taco/Moon/Cat/Song

♩ ₊˚ Age: 16 (416)

♩ ₊˚ Species: Siren

♩ ₊˚ Gender(s): Bigender (Male and female)

♩ ₊˚ Orientation(s): Pansexual

♩ ₊˚ Role(s): Caregiver

♩ ₊˚ Sign-off: 🌙🌊

Might open requests soon!! Idk tho lol

#endo safe #pro endo #build a headmate #headmate pack #create a headmate #adagio dazzle #aria blaze #sonata dusk #mlp eg #mlp equestria girls #willogenic #tulpa #tulpamancy #headmate creation #fictive

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gamerbearmira · 6 months ago

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I wonder what does everyone in the Giant Siren AU do for fun on their own time?

It really depends on who you ask lmao 😭😭

Alma doesn't really have much free time, she really always busy, but in the few times she's not, she actually likes going through the market and looking at stuff, just mingling around with other elder sirens or business owners. Guppies trail behind her all the time, but that's sort of a constant whether she's busy or not lol 😭

The adults mostly are busy with hunting, but they do have free time. A lot of the time, they'll spend time with their kids. Pepa and Félix always make sure to take time away from hunting to spend time with Antonio, because Dolores and Camilo can just go with them, but Antonio can't <33 Agustín and Julieta spend time with the cool sisters, doing a number of things. Mostly eating. That is something all sirens have in common, they like eating 💪💪 Bruno, he lives in the trenches with other deep sea sirens, but after being reintroduced to the family being reassured he wasn't at fault (around when Antonio was close to bwing born/or was already born but a itty bitty lil bab) he'll visit the family several times a week, and mostly hang out with his sisters.

Isabela likes to be with Dolores, the two will randomly chase larger sea animals, mostly because it's fun and vecause they can; they always have competitions to see who can catch the biggest. Luisa, 9 times out of 10, is sleeping somewhere, whether it be in land or not; thankfully she's not constantly working, she just really likes sleeping; even as a guppy she would look forward to naptime in the grotto <33

Camilo and Mirabel like to hang out with the guppies, they don't even mind. They also have friends they hang out with, obviously, and despite being told not two, they'll gather in groups and go terrorize ships. And by terrorize I mean just make giant waves and whirpools and rock the boat (AALIYAH❗❗❗). They don't sink the boats tho (at least not on purpose) Antonio is akways having fun tbh. I mean he obviously doesn't have work, and he's usually hanging out with other guppies, usually following one of the elders (typically Alma) or caregivers. They also eat, obviously 😭😭

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zthescientist · 1 year ago

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Music Induced Trance:

TOPIC WARNING: hypnokink, detailed hypnotic ideas.

Lately I've thoroughly enjoyed listening to Kulning, Gnawa music, ancient Egyptian chanting, the original soundtrack of Runescape(Yes Runescape) and a few Shamanic Chantresses. It sparked a few ideas that I'd love to do for a scene or file.

The ideas that came to mind:

A Caregiver induces & fractionates their pet by humming them a beautiful melody. Changes to the melody such as, pitch changes, length of note suspension, volume change, speed, minor or major notes, and other things can correlate to a non-verbal instruction for the bottom. (ie: when the note is sustained, you sink deeper)

A Siren/group of Sirens seduce a sailor to abandon their course and detour through a magical cave or underwater world. Trapping them into being a prisoner to Their world.

A Deity hums and sings a hymn that brainwashes Their devotee to be Their perfect worshipper.

A sadistic Fairy lures a traveler into Her kinky cabin by kulning. The traveler must pass through the enchanted forest, but doesn't realize it's controlled by the Fairy. She watches in amusement as She makes them overcome obstacles and barely escape de*th just to get closer to Her.

A Caregiver empowers and snuggles Their little by singing affirmations. Perfect for after a tough day. They rub the little’s back, dropping them into restful trance and immersing their little in verbal love.

Something with Jigglypuff and a trainer! I don't have a full idea, I just think it could be cool to have pink dust and dress up like Jigglypuff lol

A time traveling lounge Singer seduces and brainwashes a group of patrons, at a modern restaurant.

I’m sure I’m forgetting some but these seems like lots of fun. I'd love to hear about anyone trying these, making their own idea or any resources for hypnotic singing!

Thanks🫶🏾

-Dr.Zzzz😋

#brainwashed #mind control #bd/sm kink #hypnotism #induction #hypnosis #trance #literotica #audio file #story ideas #hypnok1nk #brainwashing #hypnos lullaby #hypnodomme #sadist dom #bd/sm sadist

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aidensteddybear · 4 months ago

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regressor aiden w/ cg tom headcanons? thanks in advanceee!

Regressor! Aiden w/ Caregiver! Tom Headcanons

•One of the main ways Tom picks Aiden up is by throwing him on his shoulder, like you would with a towel.

•Whenever he does this, Aiden thinks it’s the funniest thing ever. He loves being carried around on Tom’s shoulder.

•Tom will also give Aiden piggyback rides as well. The whole time Tom does this for him, Aiden will laugh and squeal nonstop.

•Sometimes, when Aiden wants a piggyback ride, he’ll just jump on Tom’s back instead of asking him.

•Tom ruffles Aiden’s hair a lot. He does it most of the time whenever he walks away or over to Aiden.

•Baby Aiden babbles a lot, most of it being complete gibberish. Though, weirdly, Tom can understand almost everything that Aiden’s trying to say, as if he’s fluent in baby babbling.

•Another thing Aiden tends to do while in babyspace is shriek. He shrieks when he gets excited, but he’ll also do it randomly, which normally freaks Tom out because one, he doesn’t know why Aiden’s shrieking, and two, he didn’t expect Aiden to shriek.

•Though, whenever Tom goes to check on him, Aiden’s, more often than not, shrieking because he’s happy.

•If Aiden does something on accident, like make a mess or something, he won’t take any accountability for it. Instead, he blames his bear.

•Of course, Tom knows that the bear plushie wasn’t the one who did something on accident, but he does go a long with it.

•Tom will ask Aiden stuff like “Did your bear mean to do that?” or “Is your bear sorry?”. Aiden always answers the questions truthfully.

•Aiden thinks that Tom’s cop car is really cool. So sometimes, Tom will take Aiden driving in it and will bring him out to backroad areas where he’ll let Aiden turn on the siren.

•Tom also bought Aiden his own cop car! Toy cop car, of course, but it’s a really nice one that also has blinking lights and a siren. It’s one of Aiden’s favorite toys to play with.

•Aiden can be pretty clumsy, mainly when he’s in babyspace or at a younger toddler age. He’s not very good at walking when he’s around this age range and will often trip and fall.

•Whenever Tom sees this happen, he always tries his best not to laugh, which he often does fail.

•Luckily, Aiden very rarely gets hurt when he trips, so when he sees Tom laughing, he’ll start laughing with him.

•Though, on the rare occasion Aiden does get hurt, Tom will immediately stop laughing when Aiden starts crying. He’ll also repeatedly apologize for laughing as well.

•Aiden steals Tom’s hoodie a lot. He mostly wears it, but he does sometimes enjoy cuddling it liked it’s a blanket.

#disventure camp agere #total drama agere #fandom agere #agere fandom #agere headcanons #age regression #disventure camp age regression #total drama age regression #disventure camp

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t4t-apexeclipse · 1 year ago

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scene sides (or at least an attempt at scene culture)

in order:

Logan Monroe - 28 - she/they

transfem hacker!!!!! also a major gamer (fnaf, minecraft, and fortnite are her favs). they’re a bit new to the scene… scene lmao, but her joyfriend virgil has helped a great deal with their confidence in expressing herself this way. they’re also in a relationship with roman, but their relationship is unlabeled because they don’t really need a label, they just know they love each other in a way that doesn’t need explaining <3 really loves dinosaurs

Roman/Prince Mordecai - 31 - he/they/crown/fae

name hoarder!!!! also every gender except the feminine ones. casually dating patton, in a relationship with logan, and in a QPR with virgil. his favorite color is the rainbow <3 they make EDM and crown’s really good at it (look up The Royal Dream Machine on spotify /j). and fae’re a therian! foxkin <3

Patton Harlow - 34 - he/she/any “lovecore” neos

gender is a game and patton is playing for keeps. if cute gives you kandi jewelry or hair accessories he must really care about you. she loves clowns and sky blue (and romans music <3). has the most piercings of the group, but also the most tattoos because heart has literally one. and no one else has any not even remus jahdjdjf (it’s one of those gothic heart tattoos as a tramp stamp because why not). really loves domo

Virgil Tyler - 29 - they/it/she

she wears a mask for fashion but also to hide its face in public (there’s no pandemic in this au). they love sanrio, especially hello kitty, kuromi, and my melody. also loves invader zim, which it watches with remus a lot. purple is love, purple is life. extremely into scene music, especially 6barelyhuman, black veil brides, sleeping with sirens, and avril lavigne

Janus Young - 32 - they/he

remus’s caregiver and bestie <3 they kin rainbow dash and pikachu. he loves doing makeup and they’re always down to do his friends’ makeup if they ask. collects all things mlp and pokemon. also furbys

Remus Mordecai - 31 - as many pronouns as you can fit in one sentence

talks the least out of the group as he is semi verbal! and when she regresses xe’s nonverbal. it’s special interest is homestuck and fox is a nepeta kinnie. also kit basically always has a pacifier in zir mouth, even in public. ey live with janus, who they may have a slight codependent relationship with (or whatever you’d call the kind of relationship where one person is wayyyyyy more reliant than the other? remus is very attached to and reliant on janus)

so that’s them :3 i love them all, i just wish i knew what to do with this au lmao

@spooky-sanders-fan you asked to be tagged so here it is 👀

#scene au #sanders sides #sanders sides fanart #sanders sides au #sanders sides agere #logan sanders #roman sanders #patton sanders #virgil sanders #janus sanders #remus sanders #eyestrain #bright colors

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artobotsrollout · 1 year ago

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Hissy Sparkling Headcanon: Communication

Until Sparklings are adjusted to compassionate parenting, they often are only heard making noises of complaint or defensiveness. However it has been recorded that some sparklings will form groups and they'll have their own little trills, whistles, honks, and beeps that mean different things. When they are more accustomed to a gentle parent they make a great deal more noise.

There's many many noises a sparkling will make with a wide range of meanings. And depending on their development the same sounds might sound different between sparklings. Here are just a few:

One noise that I like to think Hissy Sparklings make is similar to baby Alligators: LINK. Little pew pew noises. That's often a noise of agreement or acknowledgement. When used in repitition it means the sparkling is trying to grab someone's attention.

They'll make little Boo-oop? Voo-eep! noises to greet someone they like or express excitement.

When they feel safe and relaxed their little engines purr. Imagine a high pitched car engine rumble.

A loud grinding noise is often the precursor to an angry sparkling tantrum.

They'll often sound off a honk noise when they urgently want someone's attention. Aggressive repetitive honking is usually a sparkling being obstinate or throwing a tantrum. One single LOUD honk usually is a big "no!". Often heard as a defensive warning if you approach a feral sparkling too fast.

They are sometimes heard making a whistling noise to themselves when they feel content.

They are also little parrots at times. They'll imitate noises or words they hear similar to human children. The only difference is their ability to mimic is uncanny and often turns into shenanigans. Many a Cybertronian parent with a filthy mouth has been outed by a sparkling repeating a swear word over and over.

Sometimes sibling sparklings will annoy eachother with repetitive beeping, screeching, or honking

Many sparklings make a little mechanical trickling noise when they are thinking or focused. Similar to human tutting or humming.

Happy trills are very common when a sparkling feels happy and safe around a person.

Special Vocal Abilities

Some sparklings are created or develop enhanced vocal abilities naturally. Jazz was a good example of this, he is capable of basically being a one man acapella group and can talk or sing different notes at the same time in multiples of his own voice.

Soundwave and Bumblebee both developed an ability to naturally record and replay the noises in the world around them. A lot of Cybertronians can gain the ability to do similar things due to later life augmentations but it can happen naturally.

Some sparklings learn and develop a noise that is so high pitched that it is painful to the ear as a defense mechanism. These sparklings often will later use these ear piercing ringing noise as a way to throw a tantrum and get what they want. Some create this noise through their vocal processor and others develop it through somewhere else in their body like a siren.

Pre-war caregivers assigned to educate and raise the Medic caste had specific training for this ability since a siren noise was something they often did their best to force a young sparkling to develop for their assigned future career. Ratchet will never admit it but he was a rarer sparkling who developed his siren naturally at an even higher pitch than "desired" at a very young age so he would often harass his assigned caregivers with it.

#artobots headcanons #hissy babies #hissy sparklings #sparklings #headcanons

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ideasarestuckinmyhead · 2 months ago

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|•♡•♡{Welcome pick your man!}♡•♡•|

|•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡{Number 18}♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•|

Good Omen's

{♡} ask

- Rip to season 3 you were put on pause.

Another party?

{♡} ask

- I wonder if that cute stranger will come?

Protective hand

{♡} personal

- Silly hc my dad does this actually

Tattoo time!

{♡} requested

- Blurb of Seth comforting Scout who is getting a tattoo and being brought as emotional support

Jar opener

{♡} personal

- bc I love him so strong <33

You deserve this

{♡} personal

- He does deserve this and more.

Incorrect Quotes:

Wasn't suppose to be around this long

What's better than one yandere? Two!

{♡} requested

- HC's of Yandere x Yandere dynamic w Orchid and Withered! Finn

Age regressing Sunflower

{♡} requested

- hc's of Finn with a reader who uses little space/acts more childish to cope when sad. ngl think Finn might be the best caregiver for this type of reader

Fucking whore. God I love it.

{♡} requested

- Story of NSFW Withered! Finn, sadly doing brat things didn't work out...

Incorrect Quotes:

give it to a man

How did you get here?

{♡} requested

- Congrats your parent's now to a child of light.

I took it to my penthouse and then I freaked it

{♡} requested

- All it said bottom Auron, so Story but i basically pick.

Glitter pens with fluff balls

{♡} ask

- Silly idea from mootie

Incorrect Quotes:

grill me a cheese

Full of love

{♡} requested

- HC's with Lucien comforting plus size Angel

What a lovely tail

{♡} requested

- Short story of Angel playing with Lucien's tail

Oh my big baby!

{♡} requested

- Story of Lucien being a child for a day and Angel gushes over him.

No mames wey.

{♡} requested

- Hispanic Angel fic! Where Lucien eat's their candy </3

A demon named Angel, how ironic

{♡} requested

- Blurb and hc's of reverse au of human Lucien and demon Angel

Let's have a slumber party, like a fat kid on a pack of Smarties!

{♡} requested

- Jack and listener have a sleepover!

Tiktok video

{♡} personal

- He's so silly goofy

Like a cat in heat

{♡} requested

- Nsfw hc's w a neko listener (enjoy war flashbacks)

My muses, who fully my pages and books with their beauty.

{♡} requested

- Short story of Bittersweet boys with a artist reader who's shy showing off their sketches of them.

Maybe one wouldn't hurt....

{♡} requested

- HC's with Auron, Alphonse, and Charlie with their listener asking for a baby. (this is bc I posted about a dream I had once I think??)

Whole lot of lovin'

{♡} requested

- HC's of Lucien, Finn, and Jack with a chubby reader

Bro these bad habits got hands.

{♡} requested

- HC's Seth Faust Charlie with a listener/reader who relapsed with smoking cigarettes.

Please, please dont leave....

{♡} requested

- hcs of listener having a dream where their boy died. With Alphonse, Charlie and Auron.

Honey, your sexy with or without glasses

{♡} requested

- Sugarboo hates their glasses but it's giving office siren

Fucking gnomes. It's always gnomes.

{♡} requested

- Gravity falls Au, I see Seth as Dipper and Alphonse + Boo as Mabel

Let me tell you something!

{♡} requested

- Short story of the bittersweet boys hyping up Sugarboo who's going out in a sluttier outfit.

Awe, what a cute cat.

{♡} requested

- SFW hc's of the bittersweet boys with a neko Sugarboo

Sir, continue and I'll get you pregnant.

{♡} requested

- HC's of listener threatening to put a baby in Seth, Auron, and Finn

YV x lgts

{♡} ask

- More about the au my mootie made!!

Party like the 80's

{♡} ask

- song by 6arelyhuman, aseria, and kets4eki but the bittersweet trio as the cover art

Who would want kids?

{♡} ask

- Mootie asking for my opinion

Michael's owns Boo's check

{♡} ask

- Rip Boo, it's Ross for me bc their clothing is so fucking cute

OBJECTION!!

{♡} ask

- Rip Faust he's gonna get jumped

Guilty Gear

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- Ngl kinda fuck w this I kinda wanna play the game or watch the series it has

The Dilf meeting

{♡} ask

- What if Dilf! Al and Seth meet younger them?

Traumatized by cupcakes hd and smile hd

{♡} ask

- Crazy how I was introduced to gore by mlp

YV college AU

{♡} ask

- Au from my moot!

Auron or Alphonse?

{♡} ask

- Moot asks me who I think is better (Sorry Al, Auron is in my head)

Bittersweet trio in costumes

{♡} ask

- moot asks me what they'd dress up as and I told how there was a asks making them a pirate and merperson trio

Bosscandy or black licorice

{♡} ask

- Auron x Alphonse and how I think it'd work

OMORI au

{♡} ask

- Au from my moot!

Who'd say Beetlejuice

{♡} ask

- I was asked of my opinion

Beetle juice

{♡} ask

- Sugarboo saying Beetlejuice to the boys

New nail set

{♡} personal

- cute duck nails <33

Twitter PT54 PT55

Incorrect Quotes:

....fuck

#red rants #yuurivoice #red's masterlist #yuurivoice auron #yuurivoice alphonse #yuurivoice seth #yuurivoice faust #yuurivoice finn #yuurivoice jack #yuurivoice charlie #yuurivoice lucien

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