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daydreamofrevi · 12 days ago

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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗢𝗪𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗟

► coraline au | albedo x reader (genshin impact)

► synopsis: [name] and their husband had recently moved into a new neighboring residence that was said to be at least five hundred years old. ever since their husband, albedo, has been working himself tirelessly to provide for them. despite his hardworking efforts, he hasn't been paying attention to [name] who was starting to feel a bit lonely. but as soon as they encounter a mysterious door in their new home, the other side was another version of their husband who was willing to finally give [name] the attention they wanted.

► status: COMING SOON

► genres: fantasy, drama, thriller, paranormal, unsettling, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort

► warnings: possessive behavior, yandere themes (kind of?), descriptions of sewing in body parts, mentions of blood and gore, and spoilers for shadows amidst snowstorms 2.3 event

► IMPORTANT NOTE: mostly follows and bases the movie (spoilers) (there is no need to watch the movie to enjoy this miniseries)

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► THE WINDOWS TO THE SOUL CHAPTERS

─ 1.0: awaiting for you

─ 1.5: before the move in

─ 2.0: stranger danger

─ 2.5: beautiful palace

─ 3.0: on the other side

─ tba

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► taglist status: open (lmk if you want to be added!)

@kalluto1 @yourdailymemedelivery @lumiqou

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parkvcrs · 2 years ago

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Boyfriend! Wybie Lovat Headcanons

(for the sake of this post, the character’s age has been raised to seventeen)!

• First and foremost, how did this awkward and rambling mess ask you out?

- Well… that’s simple: he didn’t do a face-to-face interaction. Instead, Wybie, being a man of few words, decides to pour his heart out in a heartfelt letter to you. He carefully writes down all his feelings, expressing how he's fallen for you and how much you mean to him. He leaves the letter on the doorstep of the Pink Palace, along with your favourite flowers. You then find the letter and read it, finally realizing the depth of Wybie's emotions. When you finally rush to find him, Wybie initially tries to ignore you.

- Spoiler alert: It didn’t go as planned. He totally failed. After you finally confess to feeling the same way, you and Wybie shared a warm embrace where he begins to whisper sweet nothings into your ear, feeling overjoyed that his feelings are reciprocated.

• Who says “I love you” first?

- You. Definitely you.

- Despite you possessing enough courage to actually say these special words, Wybie had to admit that he was pretty upset that he didn’t say it first. You beat him to it! But another part of him couldn’t help but feel overjoyed that you said it first.

- He has very mixed feelings about it. -.- but he can’t stay mad at you! It wasn’t anything to hold a grudge over.

• Who initiated the first kiss?

- Depends on who you ask.

- You and Wybie’s first kiss happened on your third date which was in the garden belonging to the Pink Palace which happened to be a rather romantic picnic. During the middle of it, there was something in the air that caused Wybie to feel compelled to kiss you. Or that’s at least how he describes it happening.

- Despite how much arguing there is about who kissed who, Wybie is happy that you’re his first kiss. <33

• Date ideas?

- Even though Wybie has a naturally frantic outward personality, let’s face it… this man loves horror movies! I mean, have you seen his skeleton gloves?! But… he — for sure — screams like a girl from time to time if a jump scare gets him too good.

• Adventurous Dates: While the Pink Palace may not offer traditional adventures, Wybie is creative when it comes to planning dates. He loves taking you on spontaneous and unique dates, like stargazing on the rooftop of the Pink Palace, exploring hidden spots in their town, or taking you on a midnight picnic in the overgrown garden.

- And, yes, the black cat is more than welcome to come on all these little adventures but only if you’re okay with it!

• Would he be the type of boyfriend to take part in playful banter?

- Of course!

- Your relationship is filled with playful banter and teasing. He enjoys engaging in witty banter and playful teasing, keeping your relationship lighthearted and fun. Wybie's sense of humour and your (somewhat) quick comebacks create a playful dynamic that keeps your relationship light and enjoyable.

- If you just so happen to be shorter than 5’7”/170cm (his height), then you’re just asking for him to poke fun at you but not vocally. He’ll either do things like pat your head, use your shoulder as an armrest, or simply rest his chin on top of your head.

• How does he protect you? Is he supportive?

- If someone was messing with you, he’d try to use some sort of scare tactic to get them to stop. Either that be using a combination of his turret-lensed skull mask, skeleton gloves, black fireman’s coat, and motorbike. Who knows! He is full of surprises. :))

- And of course, he’s a supportive boyfriend! He always ensures that you feel safe and supported, and he's not afraid to stand up for you when needed. He's there to lend a listening ear when you need to talk, offer a shoulder to cry on, or simply your hand to offer comfort.

• Hobbies?

- I feel like Y/n and Wybie would bond over a shared love for the supernatural and mysteries, and often indulge in geeking over it together. The two of you may even spend evenings reading ghost stories by candlelight, researching local legends, or even trying to capture evidence of paranormal activity with their cameras.

- ^ If this type of stuff doesn’t interest you… then you can just be an observer of Wybie’s adorable antics. That way, you’ll have the front row seat for everything.

Final assessment?

• Wybie Lovat is a 100/10 boyfriend!

- He’s aromantic and devoted partner who will try his best to make you feel special, supported, and loved in every possible way.

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demonic-charcuterie · 1 year ago

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Other father x reader

This world was a dark place when Coraline wasn’t around. No more reason for the other mother to fill it with joy and laughter.

When Coraline was gone you all were expected to sit. And stay until the little girl came to play. You hated lying to the poor children but their souls are what nurtured you and this land. Sand and cotton was all that filled you and yet you knew deep down you knew that you had a soul.

And so did you beloved. The quick touches. The smallest twitch of a lip. The sound of the bed creaking.

The other mother threatened. Threatened so sow your mouths closed and your hands together if she ever got you again. Even more if you did it in front of Coraline! How could she see her dad sneaking looks at her neighbor.

You held your breath and she snuck pass the other mother’s room and silently swore to yourself as the door clicked closed to his study.

“Darling!” The other Charlie whisper-yelled to you as he turned on a lamp. You rushed over you pressed your lips to his. “I had to see you! It’s been almost a week Charlie! Did you take of the…piano?” You nodded your head to the piano. You knew the gloves were snitches. Charlie nodded as he pointed to a pair of scissors on the table.

“Good.” You whispered as he guided to the couch and sat you do.

“Darling you’re shaking.”

“What will happen if she catches us. We’re her servant and not supposed to be are own beings. You saw what she did to Wybie! And with you trying to help Coraline…maybe you should just stop!”

“Stop!? Darling are you joking? I’ll never stop we can’t let this continue. I know you’re scared but you were the one to bring the idea of saving the kids to me. Plus I have more power that you. I’m with her and Coraline all the time. And unlike Wybie I can speak.” He spat. “As long as we’re don’t make it seem like we’re against her we will be fine.” He pressed his hand to his lips and sighed.

You nodded before standing and heading for the doorway. You turned your head. “You remember the code word.”

He nodded “Squish Squash” He whispered.

That was the last time you saw him…

#coraline jones #coraline #other father #other mother #wybie lovat #coraline wybie #other wybie #coraline movie #other father x reader

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cherrygummycandy · 6 months ago

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Yall want any Wybie from Coraline stuff on here? I'm on a Laika kick...

#chats with cherry #not a fic #coraline #cartoon x reader #wybie lovat

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deathmetalangel · 2 years ago

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Hey there!

I saw in your list of characters that you write for Coraline, I haven't seen anyone writing for her, so I'm gonna request something for my beloved girl if that's okay.

Okay, So, What about a lil fic (or One-Shot, you name it) or some Headcanons, about her falling in love for a fem!reader her age living in the pink palace? And so, when she goes to the other world there is an "other" (y/n) who tells her this when they meet "what are ya doing here Coraline?? The other me will be so worried! She'll think you leaved her forever! Just like her other friends did!"

THE OTHER ME (CORALINE X FEM! READER)

warnings: mentions of abandonment, not really anything major

there’s more to the girl coraline learns to love that she initially thought.

i’m so glad you request this!! i love coraline and it is a shame no one writes for her :/ also i hope you don’t mind if i added one small part, reader is mentioned to be immortal or at least never aging, but i added it for good reason. trust me it makes it a lot better then when i wrote this originally

Y/n sits down in the grass waiting for Coraline. She'd grown close with the blue haired girl over the time she had been here. It was hard for her to grow close to anyone after losing so many people, but she had faith in Coraline. The Beldam would be no match for her Coraline. Maybe she'd even set her other self free. It was only a matter of time until the other mother got sick of the doll's disobedience and eventually destroyed her and reused her parts.

Maybe then she wouldn't feel so empty inside. It was like apart of her was missing, and in ways it was. A part of her soul was borrowed by the other mother and was used to entice her friends and kill them, stealing their eyes and making her stronger. As long as that part of her was in the other world she was unable to grow old. She would only be free when that part of her was let go.

Y/n continues to wait for the girl. Where was she? When Coraline makes a promise she sticks to it. Y/n plays with her fingers anxiously, what if something bad happened to her.

Coraline was so excited to see everything in the other world. She hadn't even went to bed. "Oh Coraline! Y/n is here for you! She wants to take you and Wybie to see Mr. Bobinsky's circus! Isn't that fun." The Beldam smiles at her 'daughter'. Coraline was easier to manipulate than anticipating. The Beldam was thankful for those parents of hers.

"Oh y/n's here! Sweet!" The other mother nods and opens the door fully to show the two preteens standing outside. Wybie smiles at Coraline and y/n waves softly. "Oh Wybie"

"Don't worry dear this is other Wybie. You'll find he's a bit less talkative then real Wybie." Coraline sighs but goes with the two anyways. She waves goodbye to her other mother and happily skips off. Y/n stays behind for a few seconds. She looks at the Beldam expectantly.

The Beldam sighs. "Get along now y/n. Face it, you've lost. Maybe after this I'll finally let you grow old and die. A shame you won't see your friends when you're dead." The other y/n lowers her head slightly before the Beldam yells at her to go.

Y/n follows Coraline upstairs. Right when she tries to enter y/n grabs her arm. Wybie stands there knowing what was happening. Even as one of her tools he never really listened to the Beldam. It was like he knew what was her plan as well. "Wha, what's going on y/n. Don't you want to see the circus again?"

"What are you doing here Coraline?" Y/n speaks softly so Bobinsky can't hear from inside and report to the Beldam.

Coraline giggles. "I'm hanging out with you. What do you mean?"

Y/n remains still. The buttons in her eyes doing little to reflect her emotions. "No, Coraline what are you doing here. The other me will miss you if you're gone for too long. She gets scared when she doesn't see you."

"What? What do you mean y/n."

"Please go home Coraline. She'll think you abandoned her like her other friends did. She hates being left forever. I don't think she can handle that again."

Coraline looks to Wybie whose smile has now fallen. He looks around awkwardly before nodding at Coraline. "She loves you, don't do this to her."

Y/n sighs and gets up from the dewey grass. Coraline wasn't coming after all. Maybe it was time she just went home. It was dumb of her to think Coraline was different from her friends. Maybe her love for the girl just made her hope for something that was impossible to avoid.

#deathmetalangel #coraline #coraline jones #other wybie #wybie lovat #coraline x reader #coraline imagine #coraline other mother #the beldam

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cuddly-dean-baby · 4 years ago

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Into The Button-Eyed World: Welcome to Our New Home

Summary: Deciding to move out of the bunker and into the Pink Palace since the hunts are now over, the three of you do not know about the movie Coraline as the house is straight out of the movie. You’re the one that goes through the door and experience the button eyed world.

Pairings: Dean x Reader x Sam Word Count: 1207 Into The Button-Eyed World Masterlist Warnings: None

A/N: Have fun and feedback would be appreaciated A/N 2: I’ll repost the masterlist once all the chapters are finished A/N 3: Tags are open

Sitting in the back of the Impala, you watch the trees zoom past. Your boyfriends’ voices are trailed out, only the wind rushing past the vehicle is what your ears are only concentrated on.

“Why are they taking so slow?!” Dean’s voice gets your full hearing attention.

“Maybe they don’t want to lose anything out of the truck if they go over a bump. Looks like from here that it doesn’t look so secure.” Sam shifts in his seat, looking at the bottom of the truck’s latch, watching it hit against the truck several times.

Dean sighs, leaning over Sam to look out his window to see no cars coming, but the house in view.

Doing a swerve around the larger vehicle, the driver honks at Dean.

“Dean,” you sigh out his name.

“What? They were taking forever,” he shrugs.

Once closing in to the house, you take a quick glance at the sign; Pink Palace apartments.

A big bellied man is spotted on the top of the roof, himself getting a fright and swearing at Dean in a foreign language as your boyfriend had honked the horn a couple times. The man walks down the roof and disappears somewhere behind it.

After some time, boxes are scattered all over the place inside the area in the house you’re in and some boxes out on the deck.

Sam gives a man with a beard and glasses a tip before him and his workmate sit back in the truck and drive away, leaving the brothers and you with the apartment.

After hours of putting things away, you decide to have a break. Standing up and moaning at the pops move through your back, the feeling of the release of your muscles popping has you sighing in relief.

You grab your jacket and slip your arms through the sleeves.

“Hey!” Footsteps jog after you with hands resting around your hips. They turn you around to be face to face with your green-eyed boyfriend.

“Don’t be too late!” Sam yells out. You wave an arm over Dean’s shoulder, expecting your tall boyfriend to see it.

You press your lips to Dean’s. “I’m just going out for a walk,” you mumbled against his lips. He hums in response, returning the kiss.

Separating from the kiss, you trot the stairs and walk towards a bush next to a gate, sticking an arm into the bush and rummaging through it to find a random stick. Wrapping a hand around one, you twist and pull at it, finally getting it after a few seconds.

Strolling through the colourless garden, you pull at the leaves, letting them trail behind you, along with a cat following you, too.

After a little bit of time, you stop on the bumpy trail as some pebbles and small rocks had made you stop. You take a glance up at the boulders sitting upon the hill.

“Hello? Is someone there?” you call out, waiting for an answer. Getting a little impatient, you grab one of the fallen rocks and throw it up to have it behind the boulders.

A screech makes your heart fasten, and your feet running the rest of the trail becomes your instinct.

Slowing down at a clearing, your chest is slightly heaving for air.

The cat perches itself onto a stump of a tree and does a loud mini roar/meow. Your body jumps at the yell, turning to see the skinny animal.

“You scared the hell out of me, you Gollum. I’m just taking a walk until you decide to follow me. What do you want?”

The wind and the rustles of the trees fill the silence.

It was then broken by a horn blaring, getting your attention to someone on a bike and has a welding mask with a skeleton painted on.

Out of instinct, you had placed your hand on where your gun would usually be - tucked behind the waistline of your pants. “Shit,” you mumble, remembering you had left your gun at the house.

The bike drives towards you, your body moving to the ground.

Mud covers a side of your body.

The person stands on the stump to what seems like they’re zooming in on you.

Taking their mask off, it shows the face of a brown-eyed, tanned male. He plays with the stick that was in your hand, rambling on about something.

He gets cut off as you had hit his leg, him yelping and holding onto his leg. He had immediately let go of the stick, you catching it.

“I don’t like being stalked. Not by psychos or their cats!” On que of the word ‘cat’, the said animal is sitting next to the male’s legs. Yours and the cat’s head are tilted, keeping each others’ eye contact alive.

“He’s not exactly my cat. He isn’t anyone’s, he’s a wild. I do like to feed him and he’d bring me dead things.” The cat receives some scratches and pats, purring at the touches.

Remembering some of the rambles he had said earlier, you say, “I’m from Lebanon.”

“Huh?”

“Kansas. And if there is a well, where is it?” You stomp your foot and your hands planted on your hips.

“You stomp too hard and you’ll fall in.”

Looking down, you see a circle of mushrooms and immediately stepping off the wobbling mud.

The man steps off the stump to move the mud out of the way. “See?” He knocks on the wood, the noise echoing down. He grabs a stick to perch the circled wood away. “If you go down and then look up, you’ll be able to see a sky full of stars in the middle of the day.”

“Huh.” You play with the mud with the toe of your shoes.

“I’m surprised that you were able to move into the Pink Palace. My grandma owns the place and said she wouldn’t really let people move in.”

“Why?”

“I’m not supposed to say.”

Then why did you say it in the first place?

“I’m Wybie, Wybie Lovat.” He has his hand stretched out, waiting for a shake. Doing so, you feel the mud on his gloves.

“Wybie?” You both retreat your hands, yours wiping against your jacket.

“Wasn’t my idea, of course. It’s short for Wyborn or something.”

“I’m (Y/N).”

“(Y/N), what?”

“(L/N), (Y/N) (L/N).”

With him continuing to ramble on and petting the cat, you hear an old voice call out his voice and a bell ringing in the distance. “I think someone was calling for you, Wyborn.”

“What?” The cat falls to his side as Wybie stands up, saying that he didn’t hear it.

“Oh, someone was, Why-Were-You-Born.”

The voice and bell call out once again, Wybie clearly hearing it. “Grandma,” he mumbles to himself. He chuckles nervously, picking his helmet and bike up. “Well, it was nice to meet a Kansas, but I’ll wear gloves next time.” He wiggles his fingers before sitting on the bike.

“Why?”

“That stick of yours,” he points at the small tree branch in your hand, “it’s poison oak.”

Immediately, it is thrown to the ground.

Blowing a raspberry at him leaving, you watch the cat look at you with big eyes before running off.

#supernatural #coraline #supernatural x coraline #dean winchester #sam winchester #dean winchester x reader #sam winchester x reader #into the button eyed world

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