#still feels weird though and uncomfy

[ghostlyfeelings]

i went to a bridal shower today and you wouldn't believe this but they had two dogs AND a naked cat

[transgaysex]

im going to sleep soon but i feel a tad nervous

[goldenstring6123]

HIIIYAAAYAYA I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH AND I LOOK FORWARD TO EVERY SINGLE PIECE YOU RELEASE!!! YOU HAVE ME CHECKING YOUR PAGE 24/7 IM OBSESSEDDD 🫦🫦 ANYWHO ignore my fawning but how do you think the lads boys would react to a suuuuper clingy gf??? idk but if i were mc i would NOT be leaving their side and would literally be glued onto their body like mc is a strong soldier for resisting (especially rafayel my HUSBAND 😩) literally wanna just curl up in their lap and carve myself into their ribcage so they can never escape from me tehe. ALSOOO U DON’T GOTTA RESPOND IF UR BUSY OR UNCOMFY!!!! JUST KNOW I LOVE YOU AND YOUR DELICIOUS WRITING 🫶🫶

Lnds: Sticky little lover

Warning: vaguely suggestive, mentions of hickeys, fem!reader, clingy!reader, reader may or may not be the mc, there might be spelling mistakes, I haven't proofread yet.

Author's note: Awieee thank u sm pookie! I understand the feeling of wanting to latch onto the LIs~

Zayne:

Zayne wakes up with you on his chest, your leg over his crotch, and your arm across his stomach. To him, you were like a weighted stuffed toy and a weighted blanket, all at the same time. He wasn't complaining; maybe it was an excuse to stay in bed for another half an hour.

The bathroom is big enough for the two of you, with two wash basins, a separate shower, and a bathtub. There are three bathrooms in the house, but you always choose the one he uses. He's complained once, but you said you didn't like the interior design of the others. Side by side, you brush your teeth and comb your hair while he shaves and flosses. If you wake up earlier than usual, maybe he'll let you moisturize and exfoliate his face. It's no surprise Zayne leaves the bathroom door open for you. It's just normal for both of you to cross paths in the large bathroom.

When he leaves for work, you never miss a day to kiss his nose and give him a quick peck. You embrace him with two arms, but he hugs you back with one, the other hand holding his bag. You don't mind.

Your message gallery is filled with pictures of your mundane life: a snapshot of a book you're reading, the new coffee you tried, the little teacup Maltese that reminded you of him. Even though he's busy, he always finds time to react, and if he doesn't, he brings up the picture when you pick him up at the end of the day. He never forgets.

Calm days are spent in each other's presence. You always cling to him in one way or another. While he's reading a book, your feet are on his lap, and his fingers unknowingly knead your ankles. While watching a movie, your shoulders touch, and your hands are intertwined. When you react to the film, his hand, still holding yours, follows your movements.

Dates are always fun. It doesn't matter where you go or what you do as long as Zayne's in your company. Cafe dates are cute, but Zayne always calls you out for staring at him with a weird look in your eyes—you were admiring him. Whenever you walk, you cling to him, wrapping yourself around his forearm while playfully weighing him down. He stumbles for a second but smiles.

You love leaving hickeys on him, even bite marks if he allows, but the rule is never above the collar of his shirt. You oblige 97% of the time. The other 3%, you sneak in a light hickey that passes off as a mosquito bite, just peeking through the collar of his dress shirt. Sometimes, there's one behind his ear, barely visible. He never knows, but the doctors and patients at the hospital do.

When you're apart, you always call him and go about your day. At night, you video call and try to stay awake, only to snooze off. Zayne chuckles at your attempts to wash the tiredness away, but sometimes, he falls asleep with you. In the morning, both of your phones end up overheating and out of battery.

Zayne loves your company, to others it may seem trouble some but with you, it was adorable. It's through your clingyness that he experiences feelings he never once did before, and those little things always brighten his day. You actions with him makes him feel more loved and he knows he has a hard time expressing them but with you around, it had become more and more easier.

Rafayel:

They say opposites attract, but you and Rafayel are the universal exception.

Rafayel doesn't like it when you're late. Even for a home-date, he fusses about being left alone too long and feeling abandoned. You laugh at his whining over text and enter his door. When he sees you, he jumps off the couch and pouts, "Finally, it took you long enough."

You're like magnets to each other. Wherever one goes, the other follows. If you're cooking ramen in the kitchen, Rafayel sneaks behind you, hugging your back and sniffing your hair. If he's watering flowers in the greenhouse, you sit nearby and watch a ladybug on a leaf. If he's painting, you're reading on a nearby couch. Rafayel's residence is too big for one person but just enough for two.

Rafayel whines when you do something without him, especially if it's something he wants to do. You once took a flower arrangement class without him, and he sulked, "Wow, you didn't even think to tell me? I wanted to do that with you." Even watching movies is hard because you need to pause and wait for him whenever he leaves the room. One time, you finished a mystery series without him, and he ate the tiramisu you were saving for dessert in revenge.

Matching clothes is a thing. He avoids tacky prints but opts for complementary outfits. Because of this, Rafayel buys clothes with you in mind, often choosing items with a feminine counterpart. His shoe closet and yours are practically the same, and you don't complain because Rafayel has good fashion taste.

You love cute matching items. You once bought a two-piece mug set with a heart design, and he took the other one without you knowing. He also took a keychain from your collection, matching the one you have in your wallet.

"Are you tired of me now?" he asks when you keep your distance, avoiding a hug. It's the middle of summer, and the AC is broken. You reek of sweat, and the last thing you want is to be touched. You sigh and pat his back, "After I take a bath, I'll give you all the hugs you want."

He asks about your plans every morning, almost as a ritual. You've gotten used to replying while getting ready. If both schedules permit, he joins you for grocery runs, laundry, or whatever mundane tasks you have. You make good use of him, letting him carry the bags even if you could do it yourself.

When Rafayel is at an exhibit, you bombard him with texts: jokes, articles, or random thoughts. He replies quickly, hiding from the audience, bored out of his mind. In return, he sends you pictures of his artwork, which you threaten to sell online as digital files. He blocks you for a good five minutes.

You're each other's wallpaper. Surprisingly, Rafayel asked to do it. You spent hours finding the perfect pose and recreating trending ones. Rafayel insisted on multiple retakes.

You were rafayel's missing piece. To him, you were the only thing that he has ever wanted in his life. He loved you dearly and a part of him was terrified that you don't reciprocate the same level of love as he does to you; but lo and behold, fate has given him a blessing after all those years of loneliness. His heart swoons at the very sight of your actions. You were clingy, that was factually true but the same goes for him. Nothing makes him more fulfilled than seeing you both think and love in the same wavelength.

Sylus:

His base has become your home. On days off, you often find yourself in one of three rooms: his bedroom, where you lie on his bed, tapping away on your phone or laptop; his kitchen, where the chef cooks whatever you want in exchange for listening to his stories from his little village; or the lobby, where Luke and Kieran update you on the most boring things in the building. Sylus doesn't mind at all; it's less work for Mephisto, and he can keep an eye on you.

Sylus's sleep schedule is the same as that of those in Linkon City. His days begin in the evenings, often leaving you lying in the big bed alone. Sylus is nearby or at his desk if he's not out on the streets. You like hugging his pillow because it smells like his 3-in-1 shampoo. If he's out on late-night trips, you selfishly steal his shirt from the closet, wear it on the pillow, and hug that to sleep, forcing yourself to be satisfied with what you got.

His lap is your chair. It doesn't matter where he's sitting; you always find yourself on him. Sylus sometimes complains about his thighs going numb, but when you leave, he yanks you back, positioning you between his legs, with your butt on the chair instead of his thigh. He goes back to his work as if nothing happened, occasionally sparing you a kiss on the forehead or rubbing his face against yours. If not, you shower his chest and neck with light pecks before snuggling into the crook of his neck.

His biceps are nice to the touch. On dates to the city, while waiting in line, you squeeze his muscles for entertainment, even through his thick leather jacket. He flexes for a minute before relaxing, amused at how easily you entertain yourself.

The boyfriend shirt phenomenon is common. You don't leave the base wearing his clothes, but you certainly walk around the area in them. Whether a turtleneck, a black blouse, or just a plain shirt, you're always wearing his clothes, even in his company.

You're an eccentric one, thats for sure. Sylus never truly got ahold of how you managed to change from being so distant to practically being glued to him. It was like he partnered up with a whole new different person. He wasn't complaining at all if anything, he found it admirable and a part of him was quietly relieved that time did all the adjusting between you and him. Despite being a bit too fussy at times, he'd be more than willing to compromise if that's what makes you happy.

Xavier:

You always steal his hoodies. They're big, soft, and smell like him, so you have two or three at home. Xavier scratches his head when he notices bare hangers in his closet. When you visit, he finally sees what's missing. No matter how many hoodies and jackets he buys for you, you always get your hands on his, almost becoming a problem. Now, he rotates his jackets, giving them to you on schedule.

Xavier's hair is too soft to be human. When he's on your lap, you massage his scalp and fidget with the ends of his silver hair. If you have hair elastics and a cute clip nearby, he ends up with his hair tied up or braided. He needs your help to take it off because it's too painful for him to do alone. Oops?

You prefer sitting beside him rather than across from him at a table. He didn't understand at first because he wanted to face you when eating. But when he's beside you, he slowly gets it. You like touching him one way or another. You enjoy your elbows touching or your thighs grazing each other. It's also convenient to lean slightly and rest your head on his shoulder.

Xavier loves bathing with you. The bathtub in his apartment is big enough for both. He likes the smell of your bath bombs and is sometimes fascinated by the toys or mini jewelry inside. Your back always presses against him, and he willingly holds you. On more stressful days, you light candles and open some cheap wine to enjoy in rose-covered water.

He's riddled with bite marks, even when not having sex. He's dozing off when you suddenly find his arm or leg appetizing. He jolts awake and tries to shake your grip, but it's too tight. When you've had enough, he stares at your work of art and wipes his saliva-coated limb. You grin, watching him wipe your fluids. Because of the frequency, he rarely lets his consciousness drift away when his bare arms and legs are around you.

When bathing alone, you use his shampoo instead of yours. It's surprising he doesn't use all-in-one shampoo and body wash; he uses baby shampoo. When confronted, he shrugs, saying it does the job, and recalls you like playing with his hair. His perfume and powder are also for babies.

In the eyes of Xavier, you were adorable even if your actions were questionable. You were cute, and he never once thought that your actions were a burden or suffocating. The things you do, the way you speak they were all precious in his eyes and Xavier understands that this was you way of showing your love for him. Because of that, he tolerates you every time you bite him.

Your gallery is full of his pictures. Candid photos you secretly take daily. Your favorite is when his cheeks are full of food, resembling a hamster. You take pictures when he's asleep, using you as a pillow. Sometimes, you're both looking at the camera, making random faces.

Author footnotes: I'm sorry if these were pretty general. I'm not the clingy type so I don't know how these type of people act but I wrote it with the things I observed from films and tiktok lol

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[ghostofhyuck]

NCT Dream when you go out on a club with them. 

AN: While writing this, I forgot Dreamies' alcohol tolerance, so I apologize if there might be inaccuracies. 

Mark Lee

You know that girls night out where one girl always brings their boyfriend? yeah that's you with Mark. All your girl friends love Mark though. He knows the great and money-worthy clubs in your area. He pays half of the bill and watches not only after you but also to your other friends. He's the type to just sit at the couch, with a beer in his hand, keeping an eye on your bags and you dancing on the dance floor. Sometimes he dances with you, if you drag him to the dance floor.

Huang Renjun

Renjun isn't that fond of clubs. It's too loud and sweaty, especially when there's a lot of people. But since you love clubs, he insists on going with you so that he can take care of you. The most frequent thing that he does is hold onto your glass while you dance on the dance floor. He makes sure that you won't get spiked or anything. He's also the type to take a sip on your drink first before giving it to you, just in case it taste weird, (he does that despite not liking the taste of alcohol!)

Lee Jeno

SCREAMS. Okay, *breathes* but this man is overprotective of you when it comes to clubs. You know those sickening couple that's glued together on the dance floor? that's the two of you!! But that's because Jeno makes sure that you're not being touched or uncomfy around people. He's the type to pull you closer to him when you're dancing or has his arms wrapped around your waist so that you wouldn't be bumping onto strangers. Although he still gives you space to have fun, he just makes sure that he's around before a stranger approaches you. 

Lee Donghyuck

This is so hot but I believe in Haechan who would take shots for you. You have very low tolerance in alcohol, so you could only take a few drinks and shots. That's why whenever you're already tipsy and your friends insist you to take a shot, Haechan will snatch it and drink it on behalf of you. Like you can see that the alcohol doesn't matter to him and just takes it with a blank expression, and despite taking a lot of drinks, he would remain sober. 

Na Jaemin

I think that whenever Jaemin joins you in your night out with your friends, he's just there to take care of you. He's not going to touch any drinks or alcohol, maybe a glass of water or juice if he's feeling it, BUT he's there for you. He lets you get drunk and let loose as long he's there to bring you home. He doesn't get tired of taking care of your drunk self since when you're drunk, you're just sleepy. Jaemin's probably the type to help you sober up first before bringing you home too. 

Zhong Chenle

Just like Jaemin, I think that Chenle is the type to join you in a club only for the purpose of bringing you home. He has his own car so that means he has to drive safe. I feel like Chenle can still let himself let loose, taking a shot or two, maybe a bottle of beer, just enough to vibe with the club and sober enough to drive you two home!! AND he always brings you home safe and sound, especially when you're knocked-out drunk. 

Park Jisung

NOW Jisung is the life of the party. He's probably the type who will hype you up, dance with you, and go drunk with you. He knows his alcohol tolerance and honestly he doesn't fucking care, he's there to have fun with you. You two are probably those giggly drunk couple who at some point made out on the dance floor, or maybe outside the club or inside the bathroom. Still, despite being drunk, you two still have senses to go home, (sometimes you two would sober up at a near convenience store.)

[azzibuckets]

Paper Rings [Part 1/10 | Paige Bueckers]

Paige Bueckers x fem!reader

summary: very angsty friends to enemies to lovers told through flashbacks & current day

a/n: this is my very first fic + i’m still pretty unfamiliar with how to use tumblr so pls forgive me in advance 😭 but lmk what you think!

warnings: drinking, angst, paige as a player

word count: 1.9k

masterlist w/ all parts

FLASHBACK: 1 YEAR & 1 MONTH AGO

It was the night of the Big East championship game, and the entire UConn women’s basketball team was piled into Paige and Azzi’s apartment to celebrate with drinks. At first, you’d been hesitant to come, as you would be the only non-player there. Which usually wouldn’t be a problem, but since it was a celebration for something as special as a tournament win, you wanted to let the team have their moment. But Paige insisted, saying that you were basically one of them at this point, and that everyone loved you and would want you there.

So here you were, sandwiched between Paige and KK on the sofa. There were so many people squeezed onto the sofa, though, that you were basically half in Paige’s lap. She didn’t seem to mind though - one hand was holding a red solo cup filled with dirty Shirley while the other was firmly wrapped around your waist, holding you in place next to her. Not a typical look for best friends, but both of you attributed this intimate position to physical touch being both of your main love languages.

Paige’s fingers were absentmindedly brushing up and down your hip, alternating between playing with the fray at the end of your shirt and scratching your hip. You tried not to think too much of it. Paige was constantly moving, and she always needed something to play with or else she’d get bored and distracted. She definitely wasn’t touching you because she had feelings for you. Paige made it clear that she wasn’t interested in anyone romantically, with how quickly she moved from woman to woman. But that was how she chose to live her love life, and you respected that! And didn’t care….at all.

KK suddenly lurched up from next to you. “Ayoooo, we should play spin the bottle,” she crowed, as if this was the best idea she’d ever come across.

“Nah, girl, I’m good,” Nika teased, shaking her head at KK’s antics. “Geno said he wants us to be close, but I don’t think he meant that close.”

The rest of the team hooted in laughter. KK pouted. “Well, Azzi just texted the guys’ team to come, and they’ll be here soon. That way I don’t have to kiss any of y’all’s nasty lips.”

At that, Paige sat up a little bit straighter, her grip around my waist tightening. “Ain’t no one playing spin the bottle with the guys. Especially Y/N.”

“Why, Paige? Jealous?” Ice teased. Ice always gave you a hard time about Paige, wiggling her eyebrows at you every time you walked Paige to practice or dropped off food for her during their recovery sessions. You suspected that she was onto you, but you always shrugged off her teasing in order to seem nonchalant.

Paige rolled her eyes, although her grip on you didn’t loosen. “Nah, bro. They’re just weird. They don’t know Y/N like that. She’d be uncomfy.”

You tugged on one of her Dutch braids. You loved whenever she put her hair into two full braids. She looked so cute. Although you’d never tell her that. “What if I wanna play, hmm?” You were testing Paige’s limits, and you knew it. And as much as you wanted to chalk it up to her being jealous, you knew she was probably just being a protective friend.

Paige shook her head. “It’s such a middle school game, Y/N. You don’t wanna do that.” With those words, you felt a surge of drunken defiance rise in your chest. Paige was bossing you around, as if she knew what was best for you. But you refused to be seen as the innocent and meek type. And now you wanted to play. Because if you couldn’t have Paige, you weren’t gonna let her limit you from having someone else.

You raised your chin. “No, I think I’m gonna,” you declared.

Paige’s eyes flashed. There was a hint of surprise in the way she leaned back and studied you. “Okay,” she responded coolly. “Whatever. Do what you want - Imma top up.” She briskly slid the part of me on her thigh off, and got up, disappearing into the kitchen.

Soon, the guys piled in, along with some of their buddies that weren’t on the basketball team. You all agreed to do a mix of spin the bottle or truth or dare. It was either answer the question, or kiss. Except those who were players insisted that teammates were off limit. To be honest, you didn’t wanna play. You, like Paige, thought the game was childish. And more importantly, the only person in the room, or frankly anywhere in the world, whose lips you wanted to kiss was Paige. But Paige didn’t want you, and you had to move on.

Paige returned with a full cup, this time of beer, just in time for the game to start. A couple of the girls had gotten up to sit with the guys on the floor, so there was more room on the sofa now, meaning that Paige and you were no longer touching. Instead, there was a sizable gap between the two of you. The lack of her warmth was upsetting to you, and another reminder that Paige was only touching you because of how crowded the sofa was. Not because she craved your touch the same way you craved hers.

Just your luck, the bottle landed on you the first spin. You vaguely recognized the guy who spun it as one of the players on the basketball team. He had dirty blonde hair and a cocky smile. The top buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and he had a rumpled look about him that would be messily attractive if it weren’t for the fact that you had almost zero interest in guys.

“Which guy on my team looks like he’d be the best in bed?” The guy’s wildly inappropriate question barely registered before Paige leaned forward, sliding her hand protectively over your knee.

“That’s a fucked up question,” she snapped. Her eyebrows were furrowed in that way that happens when she’s really angry, and her cheeks were flushed, likely from the alcohol. Tipsy Paige meant a Paige with much more intense emotions, and you knew now that she would be even more unashamed now than she is sober, which says a lot considering how she’s already pretty free willed sober. “Don’t be an ass. Give her a decent question so she’s not forced to kiss you.” Paige snarled.

The guy’s eyebrows shot up. “Chill out, P. It’s just a game,” he laughed arrogantly.

“Yeah, P.” The words, laced with malice, were out of your mouth before you could stop yourself, and you wanted to die as soon as they came out. Paige looked like a puppy who was just kicked, confusion and embarrassment in her eyes. Shame rose in your throat like bile - Paige was just trying to protect you from a creepy guy, a guy who you didn’t even want to kiss, and you were taking this random stranger’s side. In front of all these people.

But words kept piling out of your mouth, even though you didn’t mean it. “Stop babying me,” you hissed. This time only Pauge could hear, but you internally kicked myself again for the harshness of your words. It was the alcohol in you, running hot through your veins, exacerbating all the bitterness and jealousy you’ve been feeling towards Paige for so long. You wanted to get back at her…but for what? It wasn’t her fault she didn’t love you back.

You were thrusted back to reality when you realized everyone was staring at you, waiting for you to make a move. It was an almost out of body experience, in the most terrible and awful way possible, watching yourself move like a robot to where the guy was sitting. You kneeled down, planted a kiss on his lips to the cheering of all the people around you, then got back and returned to your seat on the sofa.

And for the rest of the night, Paige didn’t speak to you.

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“I can’t find them.” You were digging through your purse, trying to find your keys. Paige was standing next to you, her face stone hard.

You were so drunk. After the whole kiss incident, you’d started going wild with the drinks, putting back shots as if your life depended on it. The alcohol made you feel numb, softening the ache you felt whenever you thought back to earlier that night when you had hurt Paige, embarrased her in front of all those people. You felt like the worst person in the world, and the more you drank, the more that guilt disappeared.

And now you were drunk out of your mind. You’d expected Paige to ignore you completely after, and she had, until the celebrations died down and you had to go home. You had walked to the apartment because your dorm was only 10 minutes away, and now with how you couldn’t even walk without staggering, someone needed to escort you back.

You hated how good Paige was. How she immediately got up without hesitation when Nika requested for someone more sober to walk you home. You knew she was angry and hurt, yet like always, she looked out for you first.

“Paige, I can’t find them,” you pouted. Paige exhaled through her nose and grabbed the purse from you, sifting through it before she found your keys, tucked into one of the side pockets. Opening the door, she rested her hand on the small of your back to guide you inside.

Once inside, you grabbed Paige’s hand, tugging her into your room and flopping on the bed. She stood there, still and silently watching you. She was unamused, and rightly so.

“Are you mad?” You giggled, sitting up to poke her in the stomach. When she stared back at you, still in silence, you stopped laughing. Sobering up a bit, you grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. “I’m really sorry,” you said quietly. “I don’t know why I did that earlier.” She was between your legs now. You weren’t thinking straight, your mind a muddled mess, and so you wrapped your calves around her, pulling her in until there was no space between you two. She looked down at you, bringing her hand to lightly touch your jaw.

You both stayed there for a moment, the tip of her finger running back and forth along your jaw. Your eyelids fluttered closed. Paige’s touch was so gentle, and you wanted to lean into it and stay in it forever. You didn’t understand why she was being so kind to you when you had been so cruel to her earlier, especially on a night as important as this.

“I’m sorry. For ruining tonight,” you told her, shifting to lean your forehead against her toned stomach.

“You didn’t ruin anything. But I was trying to look out for you,” she said quietly from above you. Paige. A golden heart, and a reminder of why you didn’t deserve her.

“But you kiss a lot of people. Why do you have an issue when I do it?”

Paige’s hand stuttered. “You should really get some rest,” she said gently instead of answering your question. She backed up, looking at you closely before shutting the light off. “I’ll call you tomorrow. Good night.”

[kaisaerinlover]

blue lock yanderes!!

who i think is most likely to be a yandere + what are they like ? ;o

characters: sae , rin , kaiser , nagireo (as a duo)

pls if ur triggered by or simply just dislike violence or themes of kidnapping and unkindness pls don’t read ;< i write a lot of dark content with these themes and it will be here too so pls scroll if u feel uncomfy with it sorry

sae seems the type to want to do it for convenience to me, from everyone i picked he’s the most nonchalant, so i feel like it wouldn’t really be a big deal to him, he would just simply kidnap you and you would be confused at first since he wouldn’t really talk to you or anything D: you might think he hates you, but honestly i think sae is just cold and bad at talking to people. he would be maybe the worst yandere to have also, because he would just tie you up and leave you whether it be in his bedroom of a lavish mansion of his or the hotel he’s staying at right now because of playing soccer abroad. to him he’s just glad to have you there and not talking to anyone else, and doesn’t really understand he can’t just not talk to you ;-; if he realises, i’m sure he would try and be nice, but it’s a long shot. he just does it for convenience. he’s probably also not against punishing you for trying to escape and stuff, i don’t think it would be anything too bad, just a slap or a punch or something, or threatening words. to me he has the most intimidating aura from all of these hhhh so empty threats would be enough to scare you into docility :< he would probably just grab you and pin you to the wall and warn you that you’re his now and not to try and escape. he would probably keep you dressed up all nicely too for when he gets back from soccer practice, but his uses for you won’t always be for sexual gratification, he seems like the type to just bring you and lay you down on his bed sometimes and just stay there with you, scratching your head and inhaling your scent and just looking at you. it would probably be really awkward too, unbeknownst to him. he would probably give you a lot of kisses, neck kisses and stuff, and probably bite you from time to time. he sees you as more of a toy than a lover, but he also does love you. it’s complicated for him. he’s just less in tune with human sentience okay. when he’s angry, he would take it out on you somewhat, but he doesn’t seem like the type to be out of control with his emotions really, i don’t think he would shout, he would just insult you in a cold manner and be very monotone in terms of voice, and maybe be that one extra bit cruel to you, maybe he’d give you less food or something, or just call you pathetic or worthless or a slut or something of the sort. he’d probably also seek out more sexual gratifications when he’s angry from soccer, because he has nowhere else to take it out. you would be sucking his cock whilst still bound, just on your knees in front of him instead, and he would be silently amused at you choking on his cum. he’s not one for words but over time you will learn he’s not so angry anymore after he pets your head and gives it a kiss after he’s finished using you however he thinks will make his anger subside the most. i think he would have a level temper though, so it’s less often than not that he would act like that to you. maybe he’s not the best yandere to have because he’s ignorant to other peoples needs and kinda cold but if he realised i’m sure he wouldn’t be as bad!!!

his brother on the other hand, i feel they’re kinda opposites but the similarities are there. rin would probably take you because of a fear of being abandoned and not wanting you to leave, but maybe convenience is a bit of a factor. maybe you were an old classmate or a girlfriend of his that he really doesn’t want leaving him. maybe he wants to bring you to blue lock too and keep you there as some weird trophy/reward for when he wins a match idk or just simply keep you in his bedroom ! he’s probably one of the nicer ones in general to have as a yandere, but he’d have his moments. he’s just scared of you leaving him like sae did so he didn’t have a choice :( !! he wouldn’t kidnap you if he didn’t have to!! he’s more emotionally in tune than sae, sae is cold and rin is, well, lukewarm. he understands that you have your own needs to a degree, so while he’s not around, he won’t always tie you up, you’ll just be forced to stay in his room and not leave. but maybe if he’s in a sour mood he’ll tie you up or chain you to something. but mostly he’s pretty nice. he doesn’t neglect you and tries to talk to you when he can, and he’s a little better at talking to girls than sae is, especially if you were a past girlfriend. he probably sees you as an angel of some sort, or someone who’s just so sweet for putting up with him and he didn’t wanna let that go ;-; he’s also not really someone who seeks out much sexual gratification from you, he just lays in bed with you at nights and cuddles you and holds you close, and maybe sometimes you can hear him sniffle and mumble that he doesn’t want you to leave :< he’s pretty loving and you can just tell he’s a big baby who wants to be loved and not abandoned. but when he’s in a bad mood from soccer, oh he won’t be nice at all, he’ll snap at you if you try to talk, he’ll berate you and insult you, and he’ll give you (accidental) hot and cold treatment. rin has a nasty mouth when he’s mad, so you would probably cry a lot. he doesn’t have patience for that really, so i don’t think he would comfort you until he’s in a good mood again. he would feel bad though for making you cry, he would bring you back a cute trinket, like a plushie or keychain for a bag that you’re never going to get to use outside of this. he’s more caring than sae, in the way that he’s more sentient. i don’t think he is a bad yandere to have as long as you can learn to love him and comfort him, he is very broken after all.

kaiser to me is a whole other world of evil, like i just don’t think he cares. he might kidnap you for convenience or simply his own pleasure, because he has the money to get away with it anyway, so why would he care? he likes the sight of you tied up, or chained to his bed, so you’ll find yourself like that often. i feel he would also be very degrading, he would put you in some collar kind of thing, simply to just degrade you, and because he likes the sight of you like that. he is not really able of showing a lot of love or care, because he didn’t receive it growing up, so i can’t imagine being the apple of his eye would be very pleasant. he would be probably the smartest yandere here because of how much reading he has done on psychology etc. he would be very good at manipulating you and making you believe you love him and don’t want to leave. at night when you’re in bed together trying to sleep, you might hear him sniffling and holding onto you crying into your neck ;< poor baby, of course you will comfort him ;-; sometimes he’ll let you and other times he won’t, he is just as broken as he’s making you, and you know that !! you can hold him and comfort him all you want in the night, because the next day it won’t matter. he will completely gaslight you into believing it was just a dream and never happened, and the way he acts completely the same and like nothing did happen, you believe him, you believe everything he says because what else do you have? he would definitely be someone who seeks out sexual gratification from you too, but if you were a virgin i feel he would have a soft spot for you, he would be a bit gentler with you, and hold your hand during, because he knows he fucks hard, and he kidnapped you because he feels some affection for you, so it’s pointless to be nothing but cruel. other than that though, he just does what he wants. if he wants to be rough, it will be rough, and if he wants to be nice, it’s for himself not for you. when he gets home from practice and he’s mad, sometimes you’ll be an outlet for it, other times he’s just mad at himself. kaiser is not against abuse, because he grew up that way, he doesn’t really know anything else, so expect to be punched at times, or choked, or have your hair pulled, or anything like that. he probably likes the marks they leave too, seeing you like that because of him is probably a turn on, because it shows how much power he has. he’s a sadist, but i feel like he just needs you to show him a bit of love, so if you can do that, similarly to rin, he would be a fine yandere.

nagireo!! i think that you would be kidnapped because nagi took a unique interest in you, and reo, being the friend that he is, simply just gets you brought to them. i think they would be like kaiser, and treat you as more of a pet at first, but not from any sadistic desire, just because neither of them really know what they should do with you. so you’re some domestic pet to them at first. nagi gives me very incel vibes, but not in the way he’s angry at women, he just can’t get laid hhh reo is the opposite; he could, he just doesn’t care. at first he would be uninterested in you, he only bought you because of nagi. nagi is the one who plays with you mostly, he literally treats you like some pet cat or something. he feeds you from his hand, lets you drink from his bottle and puts it to your mouth himself, pets your head, goes pspspsps to you etc. reo thinks it’s kind of amusing at first, but after a while he has to teach nagi that’s not really how you talk to girls, but hey, it works for nagi so he’s not so bothered ;p nagi would care about using you for pleasure, to a degree, mostly he just wants you to sit on his lap whilst he plays games, or just wants a pet to play with that he doesn’t have to take care of much because you can do some stuff for yourself, or reo just does it for you. but it’s not a hassle feeding you or anything, since he just feeds you from his hand anyway. maybe sometimes he’ll expectantly push you off of his lap between his legs and put his cock on your plump lips expectantly, he doesn’t really like doing anything that requires effort, so he just leaves you to it. if you don’t do anything though, reo will just push your head down and look down at you condescendingly. neither of them like mess, so you have to swallow, and besides, nagi thinks this can be your lunch of the day hhhh reo also eventually starts taking an interest in you, he treats you a bit more human than nagi treats you but still as some domesticated pet nonetheless. you can sit on his lap and he’ll scratch your head, or he’ll bring you nice things back from shopping sometimes. him and nagi start sharing you, you have to sleep between them in bed, you have to spend time with them both at once, if you do any sexual favour for one, you’re going to be doing it for the other, and especially when they’re in a bad mood from soccer. none will just harm you outright, but they’ll both be neglectful. they want you to put them in a good mood again cause that’s what pets do!! so you better go act sweet and cuddle up against their legs and play like a good cat or they won’t pay any mind to you til their next win :< they love you, but you’re like a mix of a cute house cat and a girlfriend to them, it’s a weird dynamic, but overtime they might start seeing you as more of a human, only making you play the role of a sweet loving pet when they feel like they want it. not bad yanderes to have at all, they’re pretty nice compared to the others!!

[nyancrimew]

do you ever feel that people are a little parasocial with you? i keep noticing weird comments on some of your posts and i keep wondering how you feel about it lol

there are a lot of ppl who are very parasocial with me, both in a fan way and in a hater way, i think it's unfortunately an inevitability with having a big platform and public image and you eventually get sorta used to it even though its ofc not exactly great. i try to counter it a lot and like either subtly or very directly remind folks that like i am a different entity from the image they have of me in my head with everythign theyre projecting onto it and try to avoid feeding into parasocial things as much as possible, but it's still not entirely possible to avoid. but yea it doesnt rly make me that uncomfy anymore most of the time, but it can be odd to deal with

[silassinclair]

Hello! Wondering if I can request a Maddox with a very Dense darling? Just all in general doesn’t realize that Maddox grew to love her? It’s just going back and forth on Maddox trying to show his love while Darling is just thinking that he’s trying to manipulate her or something of the sort..Just all in all love silly and weird things happening with the two.

Hope you have a great day as always, remember to always take care! :)

This is such a cute request. Thank you for this one!! And you have a greater day :) Masterlist Here!!

Yandere Wild West Outlaw x Dense Reader

You noticed something odd about your outlaw captor lately. Usually he would force you to do chores around the house while he would either watch and insult you; or go out in town to drink while you were chained to the table so you wouldn’t run off. But for the past few weeks the chores have become less and less and Maddox kept a closer eye on you. No longer did he go out in town while leaving you chained up. Instead he watched you in silence. It was weird and honestly uncomfortable. Why was he always looking at you and not saying anything?

“Did you run out of crude words to call me?” You ask while hanging some clothes outside to dry. Maddox sits on the porch step watching you.

“Huh?” He utters.

“You’ve been watching me in silence lately. It’s… odd.”

The shirt you hang up is one of his. Even though it's clean it still has his cedarwood and smokey scent on it. Maddox has invaded all of your senses lately. You see him watch you, you smell him when he's near, you hear his grunts when he chops wood, and you feel his featherlight touch on your cheek when he thinks you're asleep. You can't go anywhere without sensing him nearby. No, the masked outlaw has you on an invisible leash.

Maddox stands up from where he was sat on the porch step. Walking past the hung clothes blowing in the wind he strides towards you. His brown eyes are locked on you. It makes you nervous. Did you slip up? Say something you shouldn't have? Will he punish you again?

"What is it princess? Am I makin' you uncomfy?" You can pretty much hear him smirking from behind that bandana. You don't even need to see his face to know what it looks like.

"No." You reply. "It's just weird. You're always watching me now. What are you scheming huh?"

The outlaw chuckles and reaches a hand out to your face. You flinch and his hand freezes. Maddox's eyes soften for a moment and he moves his hand slowly to put a strand of lose hair behind your ear. His hand brushes against the shell of your ear. It's warm.

"I ain't scheming anythin' sweet heart. Just like to watch you is all. Is that a crime?"

Your eyebrows furrow. "I don't believe you for a second."

Taking another article of clothing out of the basket you hang it up on the clothesline.

"You don't believe me?" He whines jokingly. "Why would I lie? Who wouldn't wanna watch a pretty girl like you go about her days? It's more entertaining than going to any boring ol' show."

That one causes an eyeroll. "Now you're trying too hard. If you think I'm going to run away then relax because I'm not. I learned my lesson when you shot me."

Maddox groans and wraps his arms around your waist. He leans down, resting his chin on your shoulder. Once again Maddox invades your senses. You smell the gun smoke, feel his heat, hear his breathing, and see his arms around you.

"What if I told ya' I loved you hm?" His husky voice whispers into your ear.

"Well then I wouldn't believe you." You shoot back imediatley. The outlaw whines and buries his face into the crook of your neck from behind.

"Why not princess?" He says as his finger toys with the ribbon that ties the front area of your dress together, the ribbon right over top your breasts.

"Because you're a lying criminal. Now shove off, I'm working on drying your stinky underwear."

Your elbow jabs Maddox in the ribs making him wince and let you go.

“Easy now princess.”

"I'm home."

You turn to see Maddox standing under the entryway of the kitchen. In his hands is a bouquet of wildflowers varying in colors of white, green, yellow, and purple.

"Those are nice flowers. I'll grab a vase for them." You say and look for one under the sink cabinet. But all you find is an extra large empty can that once held baked beans. Well, it'll have to do. You take the can and fill it with water from the basin. Maddox watches you take the flowers from his hands with the utmost care. He watches how gently you put them in the can and set it on the table.

You'd make an amazing wife. The way you make this temporary house a home is admirable. Maddox never knew what he was missing until he met you. You were a thorn in his side, just a little play thing that annoyed him. You were only supposed to be a temporary pleasure but you soon turned into an irreplaceable companion. Whenever he was gone he'd miss you. When he was home he'd watch you. Every second of his life is all for you.

All because he loves you. And seeing you smile over some simple wildflowers proves that his love for you is no mistake. You're absolutely perfect, even if you don't feel the same way about him. Eventually he'll make you come around. Even if he has to use force.

"I saw em while I was out and I thought you'd like em." Maddox says, rubbing the back of his neck.

Smiling softly you adjust the flowers. "They're beautiful. Thank you."

You turn to Maddox and lock eyes with him. At the same time the both of you think to yourselves,

"Maybe he isn't too bad."

"Maybe love isn't too bad."

[wolfiesmoon]

Chocolate-covered strawberries

riddle x gn!reader

have u ever wanted to have a (totally definitely platonic with no romantic feelings involved, wdym? *wink wink*) sleepover w riddle? bcs if so, you might wanna read this

thanks to @chillpanda36 's plant related encouragement i am once again riddleposting (hope u dont mind being tagged ＞︿＜)

I kinda got carried away and wrote waaaaay more than I thought i would

"Wow, your room is so... swanky." you commented upon entering his room for the first time. It was decorated in checkerboard patterns and heart motifs, which was very fitting for the dorm of Heartslabyul.

You never expected him to actually agree when you jokingly suggested a sleepover, but you're definitely not complaining.

"Thank you. It was modeled after the Queen of Hearts' castle and has mostly stayed the same throughout the dorm's history. I only made a few adjustments to have it be better suited to me." he explained. Clearly, he took good care of the place since it looked very clean and organised.

"By the way, you won't collar me if I happen to break any of your weird rules by accident, will you?" you were still somewhat worried you'd have to sleep with that uncomfy collar around your neck.

"I will excuse you from the rules, just this once. But do not call the rules 'weird', as it is quite disrespectful to do so." he crossed his arms.

Well, atleast you're glad about that.

You placed down the little bag of stuff you brought with you just for this occasion. You got so excited you ended up planning out several activities for you and Riddle to do.

But first, you have pyjamas to change into! Riddle graciously offered to let you change in his bathroom. Even in there, everything is super clean and organised, almost to a scary degree. Somehow, you get the feeling that Riddle doesn't really know how to "have fun". In a 'casually messing around with firends' kinda way.

After changing into your pyjamas, you call out to Riddle to make sure he's done changing as well. Once he confirms he has, you exit his bathroom to find Riddle in an oversized, frilly pair of white pjyamas, the kind you'd find people wearing in the medieval times. Oh. My. God.

"Pffft.... You-" you had to pause to hold back from laughing. "You look like a starving victorian child." you couldn't help but point out the silly resemblance. The pjyamas brought the whole look together.

"I haven't the slightest clue what a victorian child is, but I am certainly not starving. Why must you constantly insult me with such strange phrases?" Oh, it makes sense he wouldn't get the comparison. And even if he did, you feel like he wouldn't be very amused.

"They aren't insults. Just little comparisons." You smiled innocently at him. While they are just comparisons in a sense, they are usually meant to rile him up a little bit. You just can't help but banter with anyone and everyone sometimes.

Riddle felt a slight shiver run down his spine since you reminded him of a certain someone who likes comparing people to sea creatures at that moment. Though your lovely smile didn't resemble his creepy grin at all.

Lovely... smile? What is he even thinking about right now?

"Are you... good? You're making a weird face." your voice snapped him out of it and he assured you he was perfectly fine. No cause for concern.

"You might not be starving, but are you in the mood for a little snack?" you tried your best to sound enticing, like you're mass advertising the little surprise you brought along with you.

"The rules state that-"

"I double-checked the dorm rules, don't worry. And I also know you don't like junk food, so I made sure my snack is on the healthier side. Sorry for interrupting you, by the way." you laughed awkwardly at his offended pout. But you weren't going to lie, his angry face wasn't intimidating or scary at all (atleast not right now). It gives off more of an 'angry little kitten' vibe to you. But you already made one silly comparison tonight so you feel like Riddle might appreciate this one even less.

"Well then. I'd like to know what it is." he actually seemed pretty interested in what you came up with. You dug around your bag, pulling out a packet of chocolate-covered strawberries.

"Feast your eyes on these bad boys!" the specific choice of chocolate-covered strawberries was a calculated one on your end. You had asked Trey about Riddle's food preferences before, but it was unrelated to this sleepover. You can only thank your past self (and Trey) for arming you with the valuable knowledge that Riddle likes strawberry tarts (and consequently strawberries, you hope).

"Oh. I suppose these look quite tasty." he was actually really pleasantly surprised about your choice of snack. It's surprisingly fit to his tastes.

How thoughtful of you...

"Here, have one!" you actually made homemade chocolate just for these. Trey gave you a good baking lesson on how to do that. So of course, you want him to be the first one to try!

He hesitates for a moment. Although the food you're giving him doesn't break any of the Queen's rules, it still feels off to be eating so late at night. Scheduled meals are so ingrained into his mind that he feels the sudden urge to reject the offer and go brush his teeth immediately.

But something strange blooms in his heart when he sees the excitement in your gaze and he submits, telling himself he'll do it just this once. For you.

He grabs one of the strawberries from the packet, slowly and hesitantly raising it to his mouth as if it were forbidden to eat. It still felt forbidden, no matter how many times he told himself it was fine to let loose sometimes.

"It's... delicious." he comments upon eating the entire strawberry.

"Oh, goodie! I was worried I messed up the chocolate, somehow." his eyes went slightly wide upon hearing that you made part of them yourself. He felt his chest tighten up slighly. In a good way.

"In that case, I shall have some more. And you eat them too, since you prepared them for this occasion." the two of you sat down on the edge of his bed, placing the strawberries in between you so you could both easily reach for them while talking.

You still made sure you swallowed the food before you talked though. To avoid a scolding about proper manners from Riddle.

"So, for this sleepover I was thinking we could try summoning a demon, playing board games, doing karaoke, watching a movie, playing 'would you rather', making a pillow fort, and-"

"What was that first one?" Riddle had never experienced a sleepover before, so he had no clue what people actually did in them but he always just imagined sleepovers were purely sleeping at eachother's houses, not doing anything BUT that. He could barely keep up with all of the things you were listing off, but the first one ESPECIALLY stumped him.

"Summoning a demon? Everyone tries that in sleepovers. Usually doesn't work." you shrugged casually, reaching for another strawberry.

"How... horrific. And utterly nonsensical. What joy do you get from doing something so horrible? Especially if you know it won't work?" he seemed genuinely stumped by the concept, which made you want to laugh but you held back since you didn't want to choke on a chocolate-covered strawberry. It would certainly be a way to go.

"It's about the thrill, Riddle. What if it actually works this time? You never know...." you whisper teasingly, like a narrarator in a horror movie.

"In that case, we are absolutely not doing that." he hates to admit it, but he's actually kind of worried a silly ritual might workmand is taking precautions right now to not let it happen at all.

"Hahaha, that's fine! We can do all the other stuff, then." you decided to take mercy on him after seeing how hard he's trying not to let it show that he's scared of demon summoning games. He reminds you of your friends on your first sleepover when you tried summoning a demon. All of you were acting tough and unbothered back then, but were deathly afraid and unable to sleep after.

When you reached for another strawberry, you just happened to grab Riddle's hand instead. Seems you were both going for the same one. Actually, that one's the final one!

"Oops... you go ahead and take it. I feel like I've had enough." you smiled awkwardly at him. Gosh, is it suddenly slightly hotter in here or is it just you?

"Thank you." Riddle looked away, turning his head so you wouldn't see his reddening face as he ate the final strawberry. He's kinda mad at himself for getting so flustered over an accidental hand hold. Your hand felt so... nice to hold. It would be so nice if he could hold it more often. Gah, what on earth is he thinking?! None of this is rational...

An awkward silence fills the room.

And you get a cheeky little idea.

You picked up a pillow from his bed and threw it at the back of his head.

"Hey. What do you think you are doing-HHMMF!" you threw another pillow, this time directly at his face as he turned around to scold you.

"PILLOW FIGHT!" you yelled out excitedly, already grabbing another pillow to defend yourself with as you scurried on the other side of his bed. You giggled at the way his entire face flushed red with anger.

"That was no fair! I was not prepared at all!" you totally caught Riddle off guard, but now he was prepared to have his revenge. He never had a pillow fight before, but if little kids are capable of having one, so is he. And he is quite confident that his magical abilities will give him the upper hand against you.

"Even if you were, I'd still win! They called me the pillow fight champion back in my world!" you throw a pillow at him, which he stops with his magic.

"Oh, we'll see about that. You've had quite enough of landing hits on me, I believe." he smirked confidently at you, feeling a childlike excitement running through his veins.

Now that he thinks about it, it has been a long long time since he has felt this excited and relaxed. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to do this over and over and over again.

In moderation.

[moneymartin]

PLEASE PLEASE do a kate martin fic where the reader is her ex and they cannot stay away from each other. like “uh oh” by tate mcrae PLEASE

・❥・- favorite bad decision

summary: you see kate at a practice after the two of you split

warnings: nfsw mdni. 18+ as fawk! but the smut is kinda short sozzzz

rpf. don’t read it if you don’t feel comfortable

a/n: i’m negl all my kate fics are fluffy cause i cannot see myself writing smut. (but i try to deliver so this sucks cuz i got a lil uncomfy) 😭 also i’m sorry for lacking on my writing im so stressed w all these exams im taking and some family problems. this also might go off track cause i wrote this half asleep 😕 didn’t know how to end this one too

stars are the skips :)

it’s been 5 months. 5 stupid months since that relationship you refused to let go ended. you couldn’t believe it either when your girlfriend suddenly said “we need to breakup.”. she never told you why, despite the multiple calls and texts you sent when she left the morning after that were begging for her to come back or at least explain why she felt that way.

you felt like absolute shit.

it was a long relationship, your longest one too. it was the fact you believed it would last forever. you wished for it to last when you saw those repeated numbers and whenever a star dotted across the sky. you believed in those silly little things, but you only believed in them for this stupid 1.5 year period.

everything felt like it had been going your way during those times. you felt alive again after meeting kate. she was the definition of a literal ball of sunshine when it came to you. constantly bringing you to her basketball games, showing you off to her friends and teammates, introducing you to her family. things were great. the feeling was refreshing, especially after being in probably the worst relationship of your life.

a guy played you behind your back so many times and you were unable to figure out yourself. the second you did, you didn’t even know why or what to do. you struggled with school from the thought of never finding out what he thought was weird about you or why he even considered doing that in the first place. you treated him like he was the best boyfriend in the world!

then kate had dug you out of a hole you thought you’d never have the guts or the fucking courage to get out of.

“there’s nothing wrong with you trying to get your mind off of it y’know.” jada says. shes been helping you cope with this thing even though her and kate are the closest people ever. she’d never tell a single soul anything you always talk to her about. “coming to our last game in carver won’t be that bad!”

“yeah, not so bad until i see kate! you know how i feel about her, jades. it hurts.” you murmur and swipe the back of your hand against your face. there’s a painful feeling at the bottom of your stomach and it makes your skin crawl uncomfortably. “i’m not going and there’s nothing you can do to change my mind.”

jada’s face contorts into a half smile when she hears the way you talk about the whole shebang. she knows you that still can’t let it go, and she wishes so badly that you could let kate go. “right.” she breathes out and grinds her teeth together. “you don’t need to come.”

but you do anyways.

you sat there at court side awkwardly, watching the hawkeyes train before their final home game. you only saw caitlin, hannah, gabbie, syd, and kylie. jada was sitting next to you and cheering on her teammates. thankfully, you didn’t spot kate anywhere close or on the court at all.

until you fucking did.

kate walked in through the tunnel and dropped her gym bag on the floor, a loud thud echoing through the arena. she had her hair up in that same stupid braid, that same stupid smirk on her face, and that same stupid look in her eyes. you hated her so fucking much and you hated the fact that you couldn’t stop thinking about her no matter how hard you tried to.

that churn in the stomach made you feel like you had level 1000 cramps, but it was just that feeling you got when you felt absolutely sick to the core. sick because you didn’t know what, or how to feel after seeing kate again. it was the shitty feeling of not knowing why she even chose to leave you in the first place. it was the feeling of frustration when you saw her smile again. the feeling of confusion rushing back to you. you felt like a small child getting yelled at when she broke up with you, it was when nothing made sense at all to you. when you didn’t get the answer you wanted after multiple tries of begging for it.

you didn’t understand it, and you still don’t.

“you alright?” jada snaps you out of whatever the hell you were thinking about and you jump slightly, eyes diverting away from kate. “yeah, why wouldn’t i be?” you huff and smile with your teeth out. your body starts to grow numb and you feel as if you can’t breathe as well as you normally would, which jada notices. she grabs your shoulders tightly and places her palm on the side of your face to move your head towards hers. she knows you’re staring at kate. “you’re not fine.”

thanks captain obvious.

“yeah, obviously not!!!” you blurt out way too loud. it makes everything and everyone around you stop. the sound of the balls dribbling against the floor and the continuous chatter around you just stops. everything is silent and you know that its because of you. your face flushes at the embarrassment you feel and you step off onto the court, walking towards the exit. the sound of footsteps follow you and you don’t even have the guts to turn around. it seriously feels like you’re about to get completely flamed for acting out at a clear statement about what you felt.

but it’s not jada. or caitlin. it’s fucking kate.

a wave of anger and bitterness rushes through you like no other, and you can’t tell whether to be upset or nervous about this little interaction. you still love kate and you know that. “you like to yell, huh?” she chuckles and pushes your shoulder lightly. when her hand touches you, you don’t move away and just let her do it.

“lighten up, will ya?” kate’s lips curl up into the damn smirk again and she looks at you with those eyes. the eyes that she knows you can’t say no to, the eyes that got you hooked in the first place. “i missed when you acted up like that, to be honest.”

you’ve missed her touch so badly, but you just can’t admit it.

there’s a lot of things you acknowledge in life. things that you know. you know whats right and wrong when it comes to decisions and when it comes to certain things like seeing people you know you aren’t supposed to.

but you know that this is right. it always has been.

promises are always broken too, and this was one you swore you’d never break. it was hard, especially because kate was the hottest fucking person on the planet. saying ‘no’ to her was practically impossible. she asked you to come over after the game and you happily complied. which was a horrible idea.

“you’re such a fuckin’… asshole.” you whine out and let out a bated breath. your body shivers when kate’s fingers run up and down underneath your shirt and when her breath hits your sopping core. she’s in between your legs and eating you out like a madwoman. your head falls back into her pillows, fingers gripping tight at the roots of her hair and the bedsheets on the side of your body. “am i?” she mumbles, sending vibrations through your body that you haven’t felt in months.

that feeling is so good. and you know it. you missed it when kate acted up too. seeing her all tough on the court made something reignite in your stomach again, and it exploded when you saw her in the locker rooms. you literally dragged her out of there while she was in the middle of a conversation with addi and into your car. you couldn’t even wait before your lips were eagerly on hers and her hands were roaming in all the right places.

“yeah, you are. you fucking bitch…..” your voice goes up an octave the moment kate licks a stripe up your pussy and starts leaving hickeys around your thighs and stomach. “i tried ignoring you when i saw you at the club last week. all i wanted to do was jump into your arms and kiss your face off.” you admit awkwardly and let out a quiet cry the moment your stomach turns into knots. you’re close and she can feel it, her head diving down again while you absentmindedly hump at her face.

“shit!” you whimper and prop your head up, watching kate lap up every last drop of your cum. “i got you, baby,” she breathes out heavily onto your stomach. her breath is warm and she presses her cheek up against it when she feels your legs shake. her thumb rubs your sides and she looks up at you, rising up slightly and keeping herself steady with her hands. yours grabbing at her shoulders. when she keeps herself up you can feel her arms bulging underneath her shirt and she leans in. “mmf.. that’s my girl.”

her tongue swirls around yours, making you taste yourself all the way before the moment turns over quickly. “mhm..” you hum and slide your hands down her arms to get a feel again. the second you pull away, kate’s eyes go from feral to soft. she leans back and searches around on her floor, picking up your undergarments and sliding them on for you. “it’s okay.” she smiles and moves her head towards you. kate rests her head on your chest, chin in between and her arms around your stomach while your fingers cup her face.

you’re never gonna be able to stop forgiving her if she keeps doing this to you. and you know it.

[the-s1lly-corner]

hello! Im one(1) of the anons that requested the jane doe reader and i thought of a funny scenario

So the character of jane doe was basically decapitaded so, imagine if reader's head isnt atached to their body, and can take their head off .

The tadc cast react to the reader taking off their head and then putting It back on like nothing. Tyy!!!

( remember to rest and drink wáter) :)

TADC cast x a reader with a detachable head!

oh hoho this one is going to be fun because my TADC oc can do the same thing, can take their limbs and head off at will and as needed; so i may or may not let my excitement show in this post and use my oc as a placeholder.. i definitely will.. which reminds me, i have a sketch of my ocs human design as well as a messy ref of their digital body... i have got to draw them more.. maybe ill finish the human sketch sometime today after this post... speaking of this post! this is the last request in my inbox ! after this im gonna take a break for a bit then reopen requests! do not send in requests at this time, please! (this goes for everyone regardless of fandom </3)

CAINE:

technically i think you could consider him with a detachable head... because i dont... think he has a neck... so technically.. not phased at all, he has seen things from various different circus members.. but lets say you came before zooble, and you were also the first circus member who could do that... i think he would be really into it and be amused. probably flies right up to you chattering about that little trick of yours

POMNI:

uncomfy by it, i think it would take her a while to get used to it... i think she would be the same with zooble thanks to the "these are people" thing, with the only reason she didnt freak out at zoobles dismemberment in the pilot being because she was preoccupied with her panic and confusion of this new setting

RAGATHA:

mildly uncomfortable anytime it happens but no where near as uncomfortable as pomni, since she has had her time to get used to a bunch of weird stuff in the circus; both from the circus itself as well as the people in it.. will guide your body to your head if theres ever a scenario where the two get separated.. hand holding... smiles

JAX:

probably tries to convince you to leave your head in someones room or in a box and have some poor unsuspecting person open it.. i think that would scare anyone, even if they were used to your headless activities... probably laughs at your body wandering aimlessly trying to find your head if theres an occasion where it was forcefully knocked off.. probably nudges your head away... this only really works if your body has to blindly fumble and you having to telepathically guide it towards you instead of it just going into autopilot and knowing where you are automatically and has zero struggle beelining for the head... but fumbling... funny

KINGER:

owoo!! jumpscare!/ref

honestly i think sometimes he just rolls with it and other times hes bothered by it; really depends on how hes feeling that day... but i think the majority is that hes used to it thanks to zooble... has probably run off with your head on accident when he meant to run off with you as a whole, usually in the face of danger during an IHA...

ZOOBLE:

completely unphased by it since they can pretty much do the same thing! there isnt really much to be said since zooble neither feels this way or that in regards to your little decapitation trick... if they couldnt mess with their own parts though i think they would find your thing cool, though

GANGLE:

depending on what your digital body is themed around i think this would determine how gangle would feel about it... like zooble is mismatched and is seen taking out their antennae as well as their limbs being snagged off by jax... with zooble, is makes sense, they look like a mismatched mess of different parts.. so if you were something that could reasonably do the same thing i think she can overlook it... now the first time would still be a shock, no doubt about it, regardless of theme.. very careful whenever theres a reason they need to get close to your head, she does not wanna knock it off and potentially upset you

[foptbw]

how do your human parents feel about....all of this? about you moving out and your memory issues? you mentioned that they just left you with Vicky, witch is horrid. where there other things they did that made you want to leave and never look back?

Also, its odd that Galax doesn't have any fairy research given that they study monsters and ghosts. why do fairies seem farfetched?

Timmy: My human parents? They are the ones who wanted me out. The second I turned 18 they kicked me out. Delighted to finally be able to get rid of me and my issues. What didn't they do? Oh yea care. They didn't care. All they cared was their plans for their big money making lawyer son went down the drain replaced by this useless childish idiot. Pfffh I think at this point Gary is more of a son to them than me. They didn't care when the doctors let me go home saying that they shouldn't leave me alone They didn't care when I told them there was no food in the kitchen when I left. All they told me was "You always managed before" For a full week I barely saw them even when I was having lots and lots more bad days than I do now. The only food was the food Chloe brought over. She ended up spending a lot of time with me during that week. She says thats what step siblings do. When I ask why she called us step siblings. I member it but I can't remember why anymore. Chloe said it was just a inside joke thing we had since shortly after we became friends. Even she didn't remember why anymore. My human parents only cared when Crocker caused a scene. Going on about how it mustah been my fault and how they thought I was old enough to be left alone even though the doctors said I shouldn't be alone anyway. So they rehired Vicky so they could still not care bout me. Even when they could have hired Chloe! She was a babysitter too and my friend! Buuuuut they said they KNEWWWWW Vicky better. They didn't care when I tried to show 'em the the injuries she gave me. And just said I was clumsy. When I told them bout Tootie being touchy, and making me uncomfy, they said I was lucky dat she still was interested in me after... They'd complain bout how I was useless now and how I couldn't become a lawyer now. When Mr. Blue Man brought Gary and explained he was mah cousin and bah bah bah. They basically happily took him in as a better son. They even call his kids their grandkids cuz its clear no one is gonna wanna hab kids with me. Anyway I didn't leave and never look back. THEY kicked ME out at 18 glad to finally be able to get rid of dah burden. THEY didn't wanna deal with me anymore. AJ was there for me, and helped me. He moved me across the whole country and got me ah place and job. They are the ones who said they didn't want contact not me. ANYWAYYYYYY YES YES YES It is odd that there is nooooo fairy research departments in Galax! We met aliens before. Like Mark! He's ah nice alien even if his planets weird. He's dah first alien AJ met. Earth and his planet has ah peace treaty or whatever! Hes really nice to me. When he learned bout my memory lost he was very nice bout it. he calls me greatest warrior and and and that I'm even more powerful now. Cuz I love cutesy things and his species doesn't like cutesy things. They knoooow aliens are real and Chloe helps help hurt monsters. So I duh get why there is no fairy department. Chester said if there wassss a Fairy Research Department I'd be head researcher!

[icypenguin]

Hellooo ☺️👋🏻

I didn't see any rules on your page so... I hope I'm not crossing any lines? If you're uncomfy, just ignore this then ♥️

I wanted to request an hc about reader bring married to Alhaitham or Kaveh (separately) and showing her infant for the first time to the other friend (like, if she's married to Alhaitham, she shows the baby to kaveh or vice versa) And the baby looks exactly like the father and has the same personality

Was curious how'd the men react to seeing a mini version of their best friend 😁

Thank you~

★~ Copy of my bestfriend!

HELLOOO ERR YEAH I HAVEN’T MAKE RULES ABOUT REQUESTS YET.. SOON THOUGH. ANYWAY I’M OKAY WITH UR REQUEST BUT I DON’T KNOW IF THIS REACHES YOUR LIKING… I’M SORRY IF IT’S WEIRD, I’M STILL A MINOR AND NOT AN EXPERT OF WRITING THINGS LIKE THESE… BUT ANYWAY I HOPE YOU ENJOYYYYY!!!

★ ★ ★ ★ ★

★~ Al haitham

- when you first told al haitham, he was as happy as ever. he can’t wait to spoil his baby (besides you).

- when it was the day, he was really worried something might go wrong, but kaveh was there to calm him down the whole time (kaveh ws surely excited to be an uncle!).

- his first time seeing the baby, his eyes were starting to tear up. the baby looked a lot like a copy of him. eyes, skin, hair, he/she didn’t cry that much too. he held the baby carefully, trying to not break or squeeze the fragile, little thing.

- he then called kaveh to come inside the room to meet the baby and he silenty screamed. he definitely notices that the baby looks like al haitham so much…

- al haitham and kaveh will surely spoil your little baby. your man will buy him/her toys (books) and anything they want, while uncle kaveh will make him/her a special handmade goody. not to mention, on the day he/she was born, people in sumeru came and gave your baby presents while congratulating you both.

- kaveh will surely be THAT type of uncle. kaveh will give your kid plenty of treats and perhaps if your kid is feeling ‘sneaky’, they both will pull a prank on you…

- kaveh would think your kid is a mini and fun version of al haitham.

★~ Kaveh

- when you first told him, he got really excited and started hugging you real tight!

- he immediately started on making the crib and organizing the nursery room.

- when it was the day, he was nervous but excited to meet his little one.

-when he came in, his eyes were full of tears of joy. he thanked you a billion time while cradling the baby in his arms.

- on the 2nd day, al haitham came to visit and you both welcomed him with pleasure. he examined the baby carefully, noticing the same everything from kaveh. what points our is that the skin and hair makes the baby look a lot like kaveh.

- as a present, al haitham gave your baby a yellow and white cat plushie (that looks like kaveh) and place it next besides he/she.

- when he/she grows up, al haitham will definitely tutor your kid about academic things and borrow them a book from the library.

★ ★ ★ ★ ★

thankyou for readingg! i hope this is okay.. i’m sorry if this is not what you meant hueheueheuhe BUT I HOPE YOU LIKED IT HEHE ANYWAY ADVICES ARE ACCEPTED THANKYOUUU!!!

[charliemwrites]

Has there ever been a time any of the keepers get jealous or something along those lines with their feral/shy thing/obedient? 👀

Like idk Simon is giving RELIGIOUSLY avoids the miscommunication trope so he'd probably talk to Feral about it but imagine she teases him about it- kehfjwf If obedient did that I'd imagine she'd get like punished or something BUT I SWEAR PRICE GETTING JEALOUS???? JOHNNY GETTING JEALOUS? Shy thing feeling bad if Johnny tells them but like Johnny might just not because he doesn't want to make Shy Thing feel uncomfy?

Simon is giving avoids and obliterates when the miscommunication trope tries to hit

Price is giving almost gets hit but man DOES NOT allow it

Johnny is borderlining the miscommunication trope but is trying so hard not to

Shy Thing/Obedient/Feral all telling each other about it like it's their own little girl squad time tho? I cannot- the three kept babies are just so cute

-❤️‍🔥anon

Simon is definitely not the jealous type since his pretty girl gets to do whatever she wants. Wants to spend time with someone other than him? At least she’s socializing! Feral is the one more likely to get jealous tbh.

Price also doesn’t get jealous because she may be spending time with someone else, but she’s wearing his collar. She’s looking to him constantly; he’s her touchstone for reassurance. Again, I think she’s the one more likely to get jealous.

Shy thing and Johnny though!!! Oh Johnny would be soooo jealous but also sooooo careful not to show it. He doesn’t want to scare her away from socializing, it’s good for her and makes her happy. But he’s also very protective of the amount of work they’ve done; how much she trusts him, likes him, relies on him. Her liking price so much in particular would make him a bit twitchy. Logically he knows that he’s still her favorite, which is why he can swallow it back, but he’s extra clingy whenever they’re alone again.

The pets definitely have girl nights to discuss their keepers and their weird behaviors. Pass around theories and experiments.

[the-only-teruteru-fan]

So- Danganronpa became a big enough fandom for me that I decided to make a side blog for it! And because…I need a community my dudes

ME:

I’m @snickerzanddoodlez, you can call me whatever you’d like! I’ve finished the first and second games, but I intend to complete the series so please avoid spoilers for DGv3 past Chapter 5 when interacting with me! I did finish the Danganronpa 3 anime (you know, with the different arcs) though!

My favorite characters are Teruteru, Gundham, Ryoma, Byakuya, Kaito, Yasuhiro, and Togami! Fuyuhiko, Gonta, Kokichi, and Monokuma are very close behind :) (NOTE: I don’t support all of these characters’ actions! You know who this disclaimer is about, haha! And my affection of said individual doesn’t exactly extend to the End of Hope’s Peak Academy anime…) Also, I haven’t played Danganronpa v3 yet, but I think I’ll like that weird little guy who looks like Mineta

I’m a Warrior Cats veteran, so…the things I make might end up being a little weird!

I also sell cute lil’ Danganronpa stickers!

I do commissions, too! Fund my Doll-gonronpa Collection

ASKS:

The ask box is always open for questions, discussion, suggesting incorrect quotes / art / animatics, etc!

By the way! I like to be incredibly needlessly angsty and cringy- so we don’t judge here! I’m still getting a feel for what does and doesn’t fly in this fandom- so give me the best you’ve got! All of your angst and ideas- maybe I’ll draw them!)

Just stay generally SFW (suggestive jokes and the likes are fine!) and keep in mind that I am 16!

RPS:

Currently occupied with a few!

TAGS:

Oh! FYI, I tag posts that fit into the same niche the same way! Here’s the list!

Incorrect Quotes - dgnincorrect

Headcanon - danganheadcanon

Posts I Look Back On for Comfort - my happy posts

Animatics / Animation - danganimatic

Fankids - Koji Hinata, Hotaru Tanaka, Aika Miodasoda, Haru Nidai, Mieko Nidai, Natsuki Kuzuryu, Fumiko Kuzuryu, Kiko Naegi, Honda Hagakure

The Nextgen Killing Game - legacy killing game

“IMPORTANT” STUFF

-The Teruteru Essay

-Animatics (Even Unlisted Ones!)

MY BUDDIES:

(If you are on this list and uncomfy with it let me know!)

-@detective-dick-gumshoes-pot-room

-@susiecampbelll

- @thedaydreamerscastle

MY SHIPS

Please note! As long as it isn’t incestuous / predatory, I don’t really mind what people ship- these are just my biggies! I’m also a really big fan of weird / unconventional ships, despite the lack of them on this list. Not PRO-ships, let’s get that straight, just ships that make you think about ‘em for a minute…like, “who came up with this??” I dig those.

TRIGGER HAPPY HAVOC:

Ishimaru x Mondo

Makoto x Kiyoko

Byakuya x Toko / Genocide Jack (I like to pretend they love each other. And make them less creepy)

Sakura x Aoi

Yasuhiro x Aoi (but as adopted siblings)

Celeste x Hifumi (I’m not active in this ship, nor am I even sure it actually exists I just think they should fix each other)

GOODBYE DESPAIR:

Gundham x Sonia

Akane x Nekomaru

Fuyuhiko x Peko

Monokuma x Monomi (silly)

Hajime x Nagito (but only Nagito’s one-sided crush on Hajime)

Chiaki x Hajime

Kazuichi x Ibuki

Imposter x Mikan

KILLING HARMONY:

Shuichi x Kaede

Tsumugi x Gonta

Korekiyo x Kirumi (Kokichi is their son) (don’t even ask)

Miu x Keebo (Monotaro is their son)

Kaito x Maki (one of my OTPs for this fandom, honestly)

Shuichi x Kaede

Ryoma x therapy

Kokichi x Himiko

[vrachis]

I don't know how you feel about breeding or heat... so just ignore this if it makes you uncomfy!! But could I request something with Tingyun when she's in her heat and you help her through it. Maybe breed her a bit as well. Thanks in advance!

(YESS OFC OFC! i very much love it when yall request things that have to do with breeding or heats sjhsfjjfshhs,,, i love these kind of anons <3 )

“one touch is all i need.”

synopsis : after her heat suddenly strikes her in the middle of a walk, tingyun reaches out to you in need, telling you her situation. you, as her lovely mate, of course indulge and help her.

warnings : gn reader with a cock , breeding , mentions of heat , semi-public sex?- , crying , reader has ice abilities here

nsfw under the cut!

by the time the foxian girl started feeling weird tingles, getting bothered by the sheet heat, and legs starting to tremble in the slightest, she had to sit in a nearby alleyway to regain her energy. despite panting heavily and being overly exhausted in such a short period of time, she was still able to make herself stand with shaky legs. she breathes heavily, feeling the heat starting to overcome her. sighing exasperatedly, she takes out her phone and pulls up your messages, typing in short messages to signal that she needed your help.

‘help’

‘in heat, now’

‘alleyway, pls come quick’

while on your side, you were already on your phone when you saw those messages. you mutter a curse under your breath, before grabbing your coat from the coach, then storm outside the door to your shared house.

you ran so quickly, you may have bumped into some strangers which elicited many shouts of complaints, but you didn’t care.

after several minutes of you whipping your head in some few directions to see which place your mate had been staying at now, it didn’t take long for you to find where she was located. you saunter over to the narrow alleyway, placing a hand on the wall while you look down at tingyun, who was rubbing her thighs together in desperation of some friction.

as soon as she saw your silhouette towering over her, she looks up at you with a few tears prickling at her eyes, making her green orbs seem so glassy.

you crouch down to her level, sweating profusely in worry as you sweat you hear her whine.

“need you, now, please. i-i don’t care if we do it here, just fuck me now, please. it hurts.”

you’re lucky you brought your oversize coat, or else you would’ve been so peeved at the idea of fucking her on the bare, dirty cement and might’ve had taken so long to at least move somewhere else. meanwhile you didn’t mind helping her there and then, you were worried people would see your activity. but seeing the desperation and need painted all on tingyun, how could you possibly worry about other irrelevant things now?

with a grunt, you take your coat and lay it flat down on the ground, then looking at your foxian girl, gesturing for her to lay down on it. she immediately complies through whines, messily laying down on the thick material, eventually waiting for you to at least pounce on her.

and even though you know she needed immediate help, you still needed to keep her safe. with a whip of your hand, your create an ice wall to the entrance of the alley, letting it avoid from anyone to see what was happening behind the thick, icy block.

once you knew it was safe enough to start, you lean down to tingyun, smothering her lips with your own, kissing her with such a quick fiery passion, eliciting some moans from the now sensitive woman. your hands manoeuvre down from her chest, lowering ever so slowly to her waist, then landing on her groin.

she lets out a gasp at the touch, squirming lightly under you. “do you want it now, baby?” you murmur.

she nods vigorously, clear to see that she’s been left needy for such a long time. “mhm, please..”

you pull back from her, sitting on the heels of your feet as you make quick work of your belt, opening it with a few clanking noises from the expensive metal. while opening your pants, you see tingyun’s fingers rubbing all over her dark bottoms. the excess white flap to her dress was folded up, allowing you to see the wet patch formed in her shorts.

“shit, so wet already.”

you waste no time getting your semi-hard dick out of your boxers, stroking it till it was achingly erected. with a few pumps left given, you carefully swat away tingyun’s hand from her crotch, and you let the wet hand land on your shoulder.

she looks up at you with need, on the brink of crying as she starts to get impatient. her ears flutter and fluffy tail wags vigorously when she feels your tip poke at her slit, sliding up and down to be coated with her self produced lubricant.

you both hiss in pleasure, soon to be replaced with low moans when your tip enters her. the slick did successful work, and you were able to slide in without much struggle.

by the time you hilted in her, she let out a hic when your tip swiftly reached and poked at her womb. you chuckle when she reacted in that way, kissing her deeply on the lips when you resumed to thrust.

tears finally spilled from her eyes, and she pulled away. she wrapped her arms around your back, grabbing ahold of your shirt, using the fabric as an anchor to hold herself from your rough thrusts.

“oughhh, fuck, so b-big!”

she squeals in delight when you relentlessly attack at her cervix, already feeling close by the stimulation alone.

you take her legs and wrap them around your waist, allowing her to fully hold on to you now. after that, your hand lands on her waist, holding her romantically close to you. feeling yourself close too, your pace goes out of your control and becoming irregularly faster, turning almost animalistic.

tingyun seemed to notice the change in pace, and lets out a cacophony of swears and pleas when you go bewilderingly rougher.

“u-ugh! oughhh fuck! breed me, breed me pleasepleaseplease—“

and that’s what had both of you cumming at the same time, triggering one another’s orgasms so deliciously blissful.

you had tingyun seeing stars by the time you both locked in place, your tip spurting out copious amounts of your thick semen, making sure to fill up your girl’s womb to the brink to make sure she takes.

her orgasm sure was intense, fluids gushing out at such a rapid pace it was enough to coat all of your length. her eyes rolled back and tongue lolled out, letting out a loud scream of bliss when she felt herself being filled up.

that sweet moment of letting go seemed to last for a minute or so, as both of your bodies flopped down in exhaust.

you were the first to recover, and you look at tingyun blearily. you could see her fucked out expression, while panting ever so heavily.

you let out a weak chuckle, resting on top of her for now.

and don’t get it wrong, you two may have finished but it was only one round. and as far as you know, her heat usually lasts for a week or so.

realizing the thought, you chuckle one final time to yourself before waiting for your girl to recover.

after all, you weren’t a stranger to these acts when it came to this, anyways.