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[bunnywithablog]

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[bunnywithablog]

um... hi guys :)

[bunnywithablog]

Hi! I saw that requests were open, so I wonder... can I request an imagine or headcanons (whatever you're more comfortable doing) about Legosi falling for a carnivore s/o and struggling with that after being so sure to be attracted to herbivores only please??

my writing chops are a bit rusty so please excuse me if this feels a bit off 😭 i had lots of fun writing it though!! if anyone is interested in a part 2, please let me know! i think it's a cool concept to explore and would love to do more with this >:) thank's for requesting and i hope you enjoy!

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pairing: Beastars - legoshi x carnivore!gn!reader - feeling conflicted over falling for a carnivore hc’s

warnings: internalized ...species-phobia??, brief locker-room talk from bill, implied love triangle if you squint

- now this just threw him for an absolute loop

- i mean, sure legoshi has always been more than capable of recognizing when a carnivore would be considered conventionally attractive

- but to actually FEEL attracted to them himself???

- manages to convince himself that maybe he just really likes you,,,,as a fellow peer?

- why else would he feel so strongly towards you?

- it had to be some pack-mentality science! yeah, definitely! 🤔

- but it's hard to ignore the way his ears perk at the sound of your voice during class

- or the slight wag of his tail when he catches your scent in the hallways

- or how his heart seems to stop whenever you look in his direction,,,, 💗

- it's like you were sent into his life specifically to shake him up, it's so confusing!

- so his best solution to this? avoiding you entirely.

- outta sight outta mind 🫡

- sitting extremely far away from your spot in classes, changing which hallway routes he takes, getting to and leaving the cafeteria way before/after you

- it's a perfect plan, really!

- except you don't leave his mind

- no matter where he is or what he's doing, images and questions about you creep into his thoughts

- 'what do they like to do in their free time? they have a really pretty smile, i bet it attracts a lot of people... are they interested in dating right now? would they even be interested in a grey wolf, for that matter? how do they keep their fur looking so soft?'

- he even makes more time to hang around with haru to try reinforce his established attraction to just herbivores

- the only thing this really achieves is sending him into a spiral about how he's attracted to two different people now

- and when you get scouted into the drama club as one of the dancers, it's even harder to keep you out of his sight

- starts making slip-ups with angling the lighting correctly since his focus can't help but shift to you during rehearsals

- the others in the backstage crew actually start asking if he's alright because he never makes this many mistakes

- he thinks every movement you make is so graceful, controlled and confident,,,

- it's a testament to the way you own your strengths and effortlessly channel them into your skills; it makes it undeniably alluring to watch the way you move

- wait! no! it's normal for most carnivores to be good at the physical arts so it's not attraction, just admiration for how good you are!

- denial is a river in egypt,,,,

- this cycle goes on for quite some time until the first dress rehearsal

- "oh man, did you see how good [name] looks out there in their costume? what a hot bod, especially doing all those poses and bends during the dance routine! heh, what i'd do to get a piece of that... huh? hey, legoshi, what's got you all wound-up?"

- hearing bill talk about you like that and subsequently having to hold back from hurtling a mean punch his way, legoshi finally accepted that this was a feeling he had to address 💀

- despite the borderline obsessive pull toward you, he realizes he doesn't actually know you beyond being classmates and drama club members together

- eventually concludes the best course of action is to formally introduce himself and hopefully spend some time together

- figures it's also a good way to see if these feelings grow or fade the more he gets to know you, maybe it really is just some carnivore pack-mentality thing!

- best-case scenario is that he just really wanted to be friends with you so he can continue pursuing haru without worry, but only time will tell now...

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[so-many-ocs]

“how’s the writing going?” i’m glad you asked! my room has never been cleaner and i’ve decided to take up baking

[willowcrowned]

“how’s the cleaning going?” thanks for checking in! I’ve written four chapters :)

[freedomofthemoon]

Seriously, though, everybody relating to this: you're doing so great! This is an excellent habit!

You've successfully harnessed the power of procrastination in ways that keep improving your life in your avoidance time. That's huge!

And sometimes the best thing for a block is to let your subconscious have at it for a while uninterrupted by the constant poking. Treat your brain like a small child. Treat it with kindness and give it something else to do so it stops trying to drive you mad.

[bunnywithablog]

Hii, can I request fluff headcanons mangle with female reader?

of course i can!! i used she/they pronouns to refer to mangle btw. :) thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy! 💗

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pairing: FNAF 2 - mangle x f!reader - fluff hc's

- it’s not hard to see that mangle is a,,, pretty odd animatronic, to say the least

- but what was probably more odd than them to both employees and patrons was the bond you had formed with the animatronic

- when kids weren’t pulling apart and piecing together mangle, they were usually avoiding kid's cove entirely

- but you?

- you would spend any moment mangle wasn’t swarmed chatting the time away

- really, there’s nothing they appreciated more than your company 💗

- it's nice to be treated as another being and not just a monster or something to be ripped apart without regard

- mangle takes a great interest in your life outside the pizzeria, especially your hobbies and preferences!

- not only do they wanna know more about the outside world, but more importantly, they wanna know what you like 🥺

- "what ab— about your favorite food? oh— oh! or how about songs? what songs do you— you like to listen to?"

- if any of your favorite songs are in the pizzeria database, she might just sing a few for you :>

- never gets tired of you going on and on about yourself 🥺💗

- they're so obsessed with your style, put on little fashion shows for them!! she absolutely loves it and thinks you look so adorable!! 💗

- one time you brought them a bow that matched the colour of your outfit and it immediately brought tears to their eyes,,,

- they were so excited, they almost completely crushed you with their hug!! ×_×

- its become a weekly ritual ever since!! :>

- every friday you show up with a piece of ribbon matching your outfit colours and tie it up into a pretty bow on her framework for both of you to rock the look!!

- in return, they sneak you any of the limited edition plushies you want from the prize corner whenever the monthly shipments come in >:)

- pretty please let her paint your nails?? 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

- definitely paint hers too! especially if the color also compliments or matches with the weekly ribbon!!

- if you wear lipstick or colored gloss, they'll proudly parade around with your kiss marks all over their face 😌

- would leave kisses all over you too if she could!!!

- is the type to throw a billion compliments your way and genuinely means every one of them 💗

- and if you're too busy for her to flirt with you, they'll hang down from the ceiling and quickly nuzzle their nose against yours before darting up and away again

- also just loves seeing you get all flustered because of it

- they like being close to you in any capacity!! be it holding hands, laying her head in your lap, or even just sitting together 💗

- mangle is fiercely protective over you too!

- not only do they use their facial scanner to keep suspicious people away, but she'll also get confrontational with the other animatronics if they're hostile toward you

- let's just say toy chica almost lost more than just her beak once

- on slow days, they'll just follow you around the pizzeria whilst you carry out your duties

- peers over your shoulder or hangs above you watching curiously, tilting their heads this way and that to get a better look at what you're doing

- loves to chip in and help wherever they can!! it's also an excuse to do something together <3

- they'll even tap into the radio to play some tunes for both of you to jam out to while you work :p

- one time the two of you were cleaning out an old supply closet together when you practically squealed, saying you found a surprise for them

- couldn't believe it when you turned around with an old manual on her model clasped in your hands!

- "no way!" 😮

- "yes way!! maybe this thing has instructions on how to put you together the right way! c'mon, let's look through it!" 😁

- "oh, sweetie..." 🥺💗

- you already won over her heart the day you first approached her

- but from the moment you vowed you'd figure out how to assemble them correctly, she knew she'd be yours forever,,,, 💗

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[rabbitwithsomefangs]

Hello! I came over from your fanfic blog and your asks are closed rn.

Would you ever write for darkwood again? There's not a lot of content for the game! it's so underappreciated :( So I occasionally look up the tag to see if anything new has been written in the fandom, but alas no. So I usually just reread yours 😅

But anywayyy, thank you for the works you've created I really enjoy reading them!!

awe, thank you so much, i'm really glad you enjoy my works!! 💗 the darkwood stuff is what i'm particularly proud of tbh, so it's so good to know that there is an audience for it out there! :>

to answer your question, i definitely do plan on writing more for darkwood! ironically, i was brainstorming an idea for a piece around the time this ask came in, so expect to see something wolfman related hopefully soon - and whenever my requests open back up, feel free to make any requests for it c:

and just more for anyone wondering about requests; i plan on making a long overdue update post soon to touch on my hiatus and the current workings going on to get things moving again 😅

[bunnywithablog]

fun idea of my interpretation of an animatronic lolbit who's programming is...not quite right. >:) inspiration and voice claim comes from listening to this! i believe the vocals are by theniftytable. :)

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pairing: FNAF:SL - lolbit x technician!gn!reader - possessive lolbit scenario

warnings: creep ogling reader, stalker-ish lolbit, threats of violence, brief mention of sexual harassment

the security office is filled with the soft hum of electricity, a rhythmic static click sounding every so often as the different monitors flick through the camera feed of the pizzeria. it's uneventful, a regular day. baby is serving ice-cream to the kids, freddy's doing his usual routine with bon, ballora's dancing up on her stage, and technicians are prepping foxy for his show in an hour. a usual workday. the monitors carry on their idle scrolling.

a screen tilted at an angle clicks onto a view of the dining hall, it lingers on the feed longer than the others.

there you are! it's you in the crowd! donned in your circus baby's rental uniform and chatting to a customer.

it looks innocent enough, but something's off...

the camera zooms in, focusing on the scene.

you're smiling and laughing at whatever the man is saying, but the jovial behavior doesn't quite meet your eyes. shoulders tensed and smile strained, hands fiddling together when not gesturing during speech. you're uncomfortable. he's practically leering at you, propped up on his elbows as he leans across the table with a sleazy smirk, something unpleasant behind his stare.

this just won't do.

one by one, the different monitors flick to settle onto the image of your predicament, some displaying it from multiple angles of the dining hall, some from the same. the initial monitor shifts upright with a metallic shuffling noise before just the buzz of electricity can be heard once again in the small room. it feels louder now, deeper. all the different feeds stick to this singular scene playing out.

it drags on for a moment before you look to the side, attention turning away. a co-worker has come to your rescue. the man at the table seemingly a little annoyed, his smile dropping as you briefly converse with them. you nod and say something to your fellow technician before they walk off, turning back to the man to awkwardly excuse yourself.

his smile only returns when you look back to him, but it's less genuine now, nodding as you tell him you have to go. when you take your leave, his lips reform into a lazy smirk, gaze dropping down along your body as you walk off, that look back in his eye again...

disgusting.

several fans kick to life within the different monitors, loud mechanical whirring filling the security office. every single viewpoint on the screens zooms to the max capacity, zooming in on this man, this pest, capturing several still frames of his face. the buzzing rises to an almost soft crackle.

this won't do at all...

some of the displays distort, beginning to glitch.

lolbit pushes themself up out of their seat, cables connecting the monitor that sits atop their shoulders to the rest of the security system moving with them as they stand to their full height. the screen flickers from the camera feed to a terminal window and strings of code immediately run down along it at a rapid pace, stopping occasionally to process before they execute new lines.

a voice hums out pensively through lolbit's voicebox, leaning forward with robotic hands splaying across the top of the desk. their head tilts a little, code pausing after several paragraphs of text.

bingo.

the display once again flickers, this time from the terminal to a simple screen showing a slowly rising percentage. above it, an animated fox bearing a strikingly similar colour palette to the attached animatronic runs between two folder icons on all fours, a small group of papers held in it's mouth.

this should be everything required.

an amused laugh sounds from them, the number just shy of clocking 100%, but the sound of approaching footsteps causes lolbit to stiffen, an exclamation point appearing on their face. in a flash, all the screens cut off from the cameras, instead showing the familiar 'please stand by!' message.

lolbit straightens up from the desk, clearing their throat - despite not having one to clear - through the voicebox as their own monitor reverts to a 2D rendition of the animatronic face model, style reminiscent of the old 'freddy & friends' cartoons.

they hurriedly seat themself back into the office chair as the other monitors end the transmission and click back to their pre-programmed scrolling. adjusting their tie, they put on a smile just as you round your way into the office.

"hey bitty!" a chipper lilt in your tone as you wave over to the animatronic, "how's it going in here?"

"[name], buttercup! you almost gave me a fright!" they perk up at your appearance.

"it's the usual, just soooo boring all by myself!" lolbit dramatically leans back in the chair, holding their hand up to their forehead and another to their chest to sell the performance, "maybe it's an error in my programming! i might just need the best technician in the world to stay and make sure i don't have some kind of bug?"

they peek an eye open at you, drawing displaying a cartoony grin complete with a row of flashy pointed teeth. the sound of your laugh only makes it grow wider, little squiggles of pink appearing on their animated cheeks.

"i'm sure you'll live. just came in to get the chip with funtime foxy's routine." you explain, smiling as you crouch down to rummage through one of the company crates.

the animatronic shifts back upright in the chair, crossing their legs and resting their elbow on the chairs armrest, face taking on a little pout as the corner of the monitor comes to rest in their palm, observing you.

"fine, fineeee." their eyes wander over to the other screens, lingering on one of the hallway cameras as their brows furrow a bit, mouth pulling into a stern line, "but you gotta to promise to come right back after he's all set up, you're my technician, after all!" lolbit bargains, keeping up their usual cheery voice despite their expression, gaze lingering a little longer before trailing back to you. you're still hunched over the crate, humming in deliberation.

"if they don't need me on the floor anymore, then sure. i still need to make sure that your software is taking to the new body well, in any case. aha- there it is!"

you triumphantly pull the case with foxy's different routines out, grinning over your shoulder at lolbit as you shake the little box. they smile back, more at your agreement than your successful find.

"good job, buttercup!" they cheer, robotic hands clapping together, "now run along! the faster you get it done, the faster you can be back here to get all up in my hardware."

you snort out a laugh as you stand, stepping over to flick the top of their monitor as they shoot you another cheesy grin, laughing with you. to be honest, lolbit would much prefer that you stayed, rather than going out and risking running into that creep again. but if you didn't, someone would be bound to come looking for you and drag you off anyway, so this was the best compromise.

"in your dreams, tin can!" you chuckle, giving another wave as you step back out of the office, calling over your shoulder, "see you in a bit!"

lolbit waves you off, bright smile only dropping back to the earlier frown once they're sure your gone, casting a glance back over to the monitor that stayed unchanging from the hallway. a little text popped up in the corner of lolbit's screen, narrowed stare glitching slightly.

'download complete...'

-

lolbit lingered outside the door to the men's bathroom, several devices in different parts of their body whirring in an attempt to keep them from blowing a circuit in their rage.

they'd kept watch on that hallway camera for a while after seeing the man from earlier heading this way, counting heads, making sure nobody else would be down here when they decided to make their move. with foxy's show starting soon, they doubted the traffic coming down this hall would be bustling for a while anyway...

the door swung open and there he was. it was him.

"what the fu-"

the words were cut short, lolbit slamming their hand against the man's throat

a low growl crackled through their voicebox. they'd planned on just making this a quick chat, at first. give this guy a lecture, throw in a threat or two, then take their leave...

but their emotions were completely overwriting their logic.

he struggled, clawing fruitlessly at the metallic hand holding him steadfast as the much larger animatronic ushered the man back into the vacant bathroom, shoving him up against a wall.

they leaned in, monitor so close to his face he could feel the static buzzing around the screen. sneering up at him, lolbit's usual friendly visage was instead traded out for a hyper-realistic rendition of the 3D head, hollowed out eyes with pinprick pupils boring right into the man's rotten soul, glitches bouncing around the corners of the image.

"think you can just roam around being a fuckin' scumbag and nobody would put you in your place?" they hissed out in a whisper.

their screen flickered to a clip of his gross staring earlier, static warping across it every few seconds, "thought running around being a scumbag wouldn't come with any repercussions? huh?!"

they were practically seeing red...

still whirring, several clicks sounded off inside lolbit, a caution warning popping into their code causing them to reel their anger back in and reluctantly release their iron grip. the man crumpled to the floor in a heap, sputtering and gasping for air as the robot regained their composure, taking a pause.

"now, the way i see it, you only have one choice..." they began slowly, voice warbled as they spoke.

"you're gonna go out there, apologize to anybody you creeped on today, and get the fuck outta here. or, i could take these..."

the video flicks from yours to a different instance with another person, and then another, and another. either other rental company employees or employees of the hosting establishment.

"and i could send them off to your lovely wife!" a woman's ID pops up on screen and his eyes go wide with recognition.

lolbit tuts, shaking their head, "a shame, really, she seems like such a lovely woman, helping out every weekend at the community center. i wonder if she knows about your workplace discrepancies..."

multiple documents of hr write-ups piled up across the screen; misconduct, harassment, inappropriate touching, sexual language... he scrambled up to his feet, desperately lunging forward to grab onto lolbit's shoulders in a panic.

"you- you can't! who... what the fuck are you? why are you doing this??"

the monitor flickered back to the 3D head, irritation clear as they brushed the frenzied man away as if he was little more than just a fly. lolbit swiped imaginary filth off their shoulders and adjusted the purple tie before clasping their hands behind their back, staring down at him.

"just a concerned citizen, nothing more." they replied plainly.

the vile creature even daring to touch them almost made them blow a gasket.

"think carefully before you leave, and don't forget our conditions." lolbit leaned in close, streetview of an idyllic home coming onto the screen, voice distorting with a crackle.

"i'll be watching."

without another word, they straighten up and turn on their heel, exiting the bathroom before any more words - or possible blows - could be exchanged.

-

barging back into the hall, a worrying rattle arose from within lolbit's torso, 'uh oh, system error!' flashing onto their face. running a quick system diagnostic showed the main cooling unit had given out, several vital components beginning to overheat, the whole ordeal having been too demanding on the new body.

shit...

a small beeping alert began to sound off, body trembling, fingers jerking and visual processor failing, unable to maintain control anymore.

a gasp could be heard off to the left.

shit, shit, shit... they couldn't move.

"lolbit! what're you doing out here?!"

thank the stars! it's you. it's just you...

"bu— -uttercu—..."

your hands were on either side of their head in a flash, turning the monitor in order to read the error details. lolbit couldn't see, but they were sure a worried frown would be pulling down your usual pretty smile.

"central unit overheating..." your voice mumbled, a hand dropping to press against their uncomfortably warm chestplate.

"not good... you should've stayed put if you had a problem instead of coming to find me."

of course that would be the most probable reasoning in your mind. the sweet lolbit would never violate protocol otherwise, right?

"i h— -had t—t— -to."

you hushed them, fishing a walkie talkie from your belt and putting in a request for a trolley to transport the unfortunate robot back to the security room, also inquiring if there were any spare cooling units brought along by any of your colleagues.

signing off after the confirmation that it might be in one of the crates, you brought your attention back to your fidgeting friend, popping open a panel on the monitor's side.

"i'm gonna reboot you into safe mode, okay? don't worry, bitty, i'll get you fixed up in no time." you assured, fiddling with the buttons within.

lolbit didn't doubt your capabilities, you were 'the best technician in the world', after all. you took care of them, and, as programmed, they took care of you. besides, at least now when that weasel would finally show his face again, you'd be waiting right outside and be the first to get your owed apology.

and safe mode or not, lolbit would very much still be watching, security camera in the corner subtly shifting for a better frame right as they clicked off to reboot...

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[bunnywithablog]

no excuse, i just wanted to indulge in angst. 😔🤘🏼 also daycare attendant sorta becomes my interpretation of ‘eclipse’ toward the end skjdsksjf-

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pairing: FNAF - daycare attendant x gn!reader - s/o bleeding out scenario

warnings: literally just bittersweet angst lmao, stabbing mentions, blood mentions, bleeding out, reader dies

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[bunnywithablog]

me when uhm um uhhh, forbidden romance,,,, <3 inspired by this lovely post and so fun to finally get the brainrot about it out!! happy valentines y'all! :)

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pairing: BNA - knight!shirou ogami x royalty!gn!reader - kingdom au, platonic imagines + heavily implied romance scenario

just imagine.

imagine hearing word of a new recruit in the royal army, marveled for the promising talent he shows that seems unparalleled compared to his fellow trainees.

imagine all the ways he lives up to the whispers of the gossip, truly a sight to behold during the sparring exercises, intrigue about this mysterious newbie growing.

imagine pulling one of your nighttime escapes from the castle, and the unexpected turn of events that he should be the one who discovers you loitering by your usual spot at the old well.

imagine finally learning his name - shirou ogami. he's honestly quite gruff and closed-off, but not inhospitable.

imagine the way he is not yet knighted, much less permitted to speak to someone of your standing, yet ogami insists on escorting you back to your quarters.

imagine the way he gives a humble bow when he wishes you a goodnight, offering a genuine warning to be careful next time. next time?

imagine these adventures of yours quickly becoming a staple between you two - like a child's game of sorts. you 'hide' by the old well and he seeks.

imagine a frienship forming, over time his cold stare turning warmer. getting to see him smile, to hear him laugh, to know more about the mysterious ogami.

imagine over the years getting to see each other grow as both knight and royal, from just teenagers to young adults, always having the other's back.

imagine shirou ogami, finally completed his training and sworn-in as dutiful protector of the kingdom.

imagine a knight so loyal and of such skill being assigned the privilege of becoming your highness' personal guard.

imagine the mutual joy that no longer does your friendship have to be carried out in secret.

just imagine. 💗

-

"my liege, the hour is far too late. i must advise you to return to the castle at once."

you don't bother turning around. shirou's approach is always surprisingly silent despite his armor, but you already know it's him. even if it wasn't by voice alone, only he knows to check by the old well when you've gone missing from your chambers at the dead of night.

you remain stuck in your thoughts, running a hand along the worn bricks of the wells rim, eyes transfixed on the dark void within, the chasm feeling so intimidating you could fall in and it'd could swallow you whole.

your other hand clutches the shawl around your shoulders tighter.

shirou steps forward, coming to stand beside you. he remains alert, but his posture relaxes, mimicking the run of your hand along the surface. it's only in these moments where you're both alone that he's so bold as to break his ranks in these subtle ways.

icy blue eyes are drawn into the maw of the well too, before slowly, they trail over to you. he speaks again, voice softer this time.

"what seems to be troubling you?"

a brief silence passes between you. eventually, you speak. you're so quiet, in fact, that shirou has to perk his ears in your direction to catch it fully.

"ogami, do you think i am fit to be a good ruler?"

he turns his body to you, a little bit surprised.

ah. the upcoming coronation.

it must've been weighing heavy on your mind. you only ever use his last name when you're being serious.

"your highness..."

shirou catches the way your brows furrow at that, wishing he'd held his tongue. his hand slides over the rough surface, closer to where yours rests - dangerously close - but a distance is still maintained.

"my liege, i can assure from firsthand account that the kingdom will flourish under your reign."

you turn to him, his words are every bit sincere as the look in his eyes.

"the beastmen of this land look to you as a beacon of light, and i too feel it. you will make a fine ruler, and i am pleased to be allowed to be of service to an heir as graceful as you."

you shift, hand sliding closer by a few centimeters - yet still never daring to stray too close to his.

there's another silence as you simply stand there, eyes searching his face for any sign that the truth in shirou's heart might be contrary to the words he speaks...

he holds confident, and you find none.

this time when you speak, your voice is stronger, firmer. you're sure of yourself.

"swear it to me."

his expression turns equal part surprised and confused.

"pardon?"

"swear it to me." you repeat, face serious, "you have already taken your oath to be my knight, but i want you to swear it to me. swear that no matter what happens, where we are, or what becomes of me, that you shall remain by my side. swear it to me, ogami."

now it's his turn to pause as his eyes flicker across your face. there's an ever so slight nervousness behind your gaze, but the intensity burning in the foreground says all there is to be said. shirou knows what you mean by your request.

it was reminiscent of your first encounter by this old well as adolescents, when you first made him swear to protect you, to become your personal guard.

one would call it a silly childhood wish, and yet...

his hand parted from beside yours, and with his usual grace, shirou brought himself to not one, but both his knees before you.

the way you looked standing over him...

soft rays of the moon backlighting you with an ethereal glow, he felt as though he was kneeling in worship before a deity - to him, you might as well have been one. you were beautiful, pristine, perfect, much more than just another beastman. everything he wanted to give his life to protecting. he wanted to be your safety and warmth during even the coldest nights.

of course, that was something highly improper for him to ever express...

your hand parted with the surface of the well as you presented it to him, taking up a more regal stance.

the way he looked kneeling at your feet...

moonlight illuminating his sharp features that were absolutely flooded with the softness of such powerful devotion, he was like the heroes described in old tales you used to read - strong, handsome, fierce, and yet completely vulnerable and laid bare in the company of their destined love. you wanted to be the only one allowed to witness his softness. you wanted him to be your hero.

though it went without saying, this could only be a thought and nothing else...

there wasn't the slightest bit of apprehension when he grasped your soft fingers in his rugged ones, placing his other hand on his chest.

your stares remained entirely engrossed in one another.

"i swear it."

shirou's voice rang clear. you could feel your heart beating.

"through ailment or good health, famine or harvests. come kingdom rise or fall, come storms or clear sky, beastman or human... i swear it."

your hand was warm in his. shirou could feel his heart beating too.

"i swear that no matter what future, no matter what circumstance, i will never part from you. i swear it beyond even my final breath. in every lifetime, i will be forever by your side..."

only then did he break his gaze, shutting his eyes to first press the most tender kiss to your knuckles before holding them to his forehead, head tilted down.

"i swear it, my liege." shirou uttered honestly.

you did your best to keep your composure maintained, blinking your suddenly wet eyes in quick succession. there was an unspoken message in shirou ogami's words, and you knew him well enough that you'd felt it conveyed deep within your heart.

it was the same way he knew you well enough that he acknowledged the gentle squeeze you gave his hand was an echo of your shared sentiment in place of your lack of words. the moment is allowed to linger in the air.

after what feels like forever, yet still not enough, shirou reluctantly, slowly, slips his hand from yours, eyes opening once again. you draw your hand up to join the other, adjusting the shawl whilst shirou brings himself up to his feet. he notices your eyes are still downcast, but they look far from solemn. you feel tired.

"the hour is late." your voice is demure, "will you escort me back to my chambers, shirou?"

"always, my liege." he responds with an equal fondness.

shirou steps to the side, holding his arm out to allow you the space, a respectful bow of his head when you pass in front of him. as usual, he's never more than a step behind you the entire way, shadowing in your wake and ever vigilant.

you are his liege. he is your knight. 💗

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me when uhm um uhhh, forbidden romance,,,, <3 inspired by this lovely post and so fun to finally get the brainrot about it out!! happy valentines y'all! :)

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pairing: BNA - knight!shirou ogami x royalty!gn!reader - kingdom au, platonic imagines + heavily implied romance scenario

just imagine.

imagine hearing word of a new recruit in the royal army, marveled for the promising talent he shows that seems unparalleled compared to his fellow trainees.

imagine all the ways he lives up to the whispers of the gossip, truly a sight to behold during the sparring exercises, intrigue about this mysterious newbie growing.

imagine pulling one of your nighttime escapes from the castle, and the unexpected turn of events that he should be the one who discovers you loitering by your usual spot at the old well.

imagine finally learning his name - shirou ogami. he's honestly quite gruff and closed-off, but not inhospitable.

imagine the way he is not yet knighted, much less permitted to speak to someone of your standing, yet ogami insists on escorting you back to your quarters.

imagine the way he gives a humble bow when he wishes you a goodnight, offering a genuine warning to be careful next time. next time?

imagine these adventures of yours quickly becoming a staple between you two - like a child's game of sorts. you 'hide' by the old well and he seeks.

imagine a frienship forming, over time his cold stare turning warmer. getting to see him smile, to hear him laugh, to know more about the mysterious ogami.

imagine over the years getting to see each other grow as both knight and royal, from just teenagers to young adults, always having the other's back.

imagine shirou ogami, finally completed his training and sworn-in as dutiful protector of the kingdom.

imagine a knight so loyal and of such skill being assigned the privilege of becoming your highness' personal guard.

imagine the mutual joy that no longer does your friendship have to be carried out in secret.

just imagine. 💗

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"my liege, the hour is far too late. i must advise you to return to the castle at once."

you don't bother turning around. shirou's approach is always surprisingly silent despite his armor, but you already know it's him. even if it wasn't by voice alone, only he knows to check by the old well when you've gone missing from your chambers at the dead of night.

you remain stuck in your thoughts, running a hand along the worn bricks of the wells rim, eyes transfixed on the dark void within, the chasm feeling so intimidating you could fall in and it'd could swallow you whole.

your other hand clutches the shawl around your shoulders tighter.

shirou steps forward, coming to stand beside you. he remains alert, but his posture relaxes, mimicking the run of your hand along the surface. it's only in these moments where you're both alone that he's so bold as to break his ranks in these subtle ways.

icy blue eyes are drawn into the maw of the well too, before slowly, they trail over to you. he speaks again, voice softer this time.

"what seems to be troubling you?"

a brief silence passes between you. eventually, you speak. you're so quiet, in fact, that shirou has to perk his ears in your direction to catch it fully.

"ogami, do you think i am fit to be a good ruler?"

he turns his body to you, a little bit surprised.

ah. the upcoming coronation.

it must've been weighing heavy on your mind. you only ever use his last name when you're being serious.

"your highness..."

shirou catches the way your brows furrow at that, wishing he'd held his tongue. his hand slides over the rough surface, closer to where yours rests - dangerously close - but a distance is still maintained.

"my liege, i can assure from firsthand account that the kingdom will flourish under your reign."

you turn to him, his words are every bit sincere as the look in his eyes.

"the beastmen of this land look to you as a beacon of light, and i too feel it. you will make a fine ruler, and i am pleased to be allowed to be of service to an heir as graceful as you."

you shift, hand sliding closer by a few centimeters - yet still never daring to stray too close to his.

there's another silence as you simply stand there, eyes searching his face for any sign that the truth in shirou's heart might be contrary to the words he speaks...

he holds confident, and you find none.

this time when you speak, your voice is stronger, firmer. you're sure of yourself.

"swear it to me."

his expression turns equal part surprised and confused.

"pardon?"

"swear it to me." you repeat, face serious, "you have already taken your oath to be my knight, but i want you to swear it to me. swear that no matter what happens, where we are, or what becomes of me, that you shall remain by my side. swear it to me, ogami."

now it's his turn to pause as his eyes flicker across your face. there's an ever so slight nervousness behind your gaze, but the intensity burning in the foreground says all there is to be said. shirou knows what you mean by your request.

it was reminiscent of your first encounter by this old well as adolescents, when you first made him swear to protect you, to become your personal guard.

one would call it a silly childhood wish, and yet...

his hand parted from beside yours, and with his usual grace, shirou brought himself to not one, but both his knees before you.

the way you looked standing over him...

soft rays of the moon backlighting you with an ethereal glow, he felt as though he was kneeling in worship before a deity - to him, you might as well have been one. you were beautiful, pristine, perfect, much more than just another beastman. everything he wanted to give his life to protecting. he wanted to be your safety and warmth during even the coldest nights.

of course, that was something highly improper for him to ever express...

your hand parted with the surface of the well as you presented it to him, taking up a more regal stance.

the way he looked kneeling at your feet...

moonlight illuminating his sharp features that were absolutely flooded with the softness of such powerful devotion, he was like the heroes described in old tales you used to read - strong, handsome, fierce, and yet completely vulnerable and laid bare in the company of their destined love. you wanted to be the only one allowed to witness his softness. you wanted him to be your hero.

though it went without saying, this could only be a thought and nothing else...

there wasn't the slightest bit of apprehension when he grasped your soft fingers in his rugged ones, placing his other hand on his chest.

your stares remained entirely engrossed in one another.

"i swear it."

shirou's voice rang clear. you could feel your heart beating.

"through ailment or good health, famine or harvests. come kingdom rise or fall, come storms or clear sky, beastman or human... i swear it."

your hand was warm in his. shirou could feel his heart beating too.

"i swear that no matter what future, no matter what circumstance, i will never part from you. i swear it beyond even my final breath. in every lifetime, i will be forever by your side..."

only then did he break his gaze, shutting his eyes to first press the most tender kiss to your knuckles before holding them to his forehead, head tilted down.

"i swear it, my liege." shirou uttered honestly.

you did your best to keep your composure maintained, blinking your suddenly wet eyes in quick succession. there was an unspoken message in shirou ogami's words, and you knew him well enough that you'd felt it conveyed deep within your heart.

it was the same way he knew you well enough that he acknowledged the gentle squeeze you gave his hand was an echo of your shared sentiment in place of your lack of words. the moment is allowed to linger in the air.

after what feels like forever, yet still not enough, shirou reluctantly, slowly, slips his hand from yours, eyes opening once again. you draw your hand up to join the other, adjusting the shawl whilst shirou brings himself up to his feet. he notices your eyes are still downcast, but they look far from solemn. you feel tired.

"the hour is late." your voice is demure, "will you escort me back to my chambers, shirou?"

"always, my liege." he responds with an equal fondness.

shirou steps to the side, holding his arm out to allow you the space, a respectful bow of his head when you pass in front of him. as usual, he's never more than a step behind you the entire way, shadowing in your wake and ever vigilant.

you are his liege. he is your knight. 💗

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Can you write a Vincent Sinclair oneshot of how he would treat his s/o if their insecure

thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy!

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pairing: House of Wax - vincent sinclair x gn!reader - comforting insecure s/o scenario

warnings: vinny is kinda ooc but idc 😤, hurt/comfort, slight angst

'shit, shit, shit!'

vincent practically tore his way through the tunnels at break-neck speed, labored breathing behind the mask, boots kicking up dirt with each sharp turn. blood was rushing in his ears, but he paid no mind to it, powering through as he wound through the underground maze.

chasing after a victim? oh, no, they'd already been dealt with a while ago. this was far more urgent; he had to make his way back home.

back to you...

vincent promised this wouldn't happen again.

he promised...

his precious angel. you were ever so excited to finally spend some time together, as just the two of you. planning it well in advance, spending the day getting things ready, and he promised that he wouldn't let you down, not this time.

there were many conversations spent soothing anxieties, always willing to hold you for as long as you needed to feel secure again. but here he found himself once more, rushing through the dim tunnels well past the dead of night, just like last time...

he hoped, at the least, you were still awake. hoped he could apologize. beg for forgiveness, even.

anything he could do to make it up to his angel, he would.

hope swelled in his chest when he rounded the corner, the light still peeking around the edge of the basement door putting an extra burst in his step. the stairs were taken two at a time, flimsy boards rattling underfoot from the force. fumbling hands grappled with the doorknob in a haste, the door flying open as vince partially stumbled into the hallway.

he took a moment to steady himself, chest heaving with each breath as his head whipped from one side to the other, scanning down the hall. his ears strained between labored breaths and the pounding of his heart.

it was quiet. gloomily still...

the main area of the house was dark. neatly laid cutlery and unlit candles could be made out on the table from where he stood. the door to the bedroom was on the other end of the hallway. closed.

vincent's shoulders sagged with a low sigh, breathing slowing as he shut the basement door behind him. heavy, tired steps trudging through to the kitchen, workboots and apron shaken off along the way, mask removed and gently placed beside the abandoned silverware. he leaned back against the kitchen counter, head down as a hand was brought up to first run down his face, pausing for a few silent moments before moving up to push the hair out of his view.

vincent lifted his head, surveying the room that now felt solemnly empty. there was the faintest smell of food still lingering in the air - usually a smell that would bring him comfort on account of most of the recipes you cooked together having come from one of ma's old cookbooks. but now, the smell only made his stomach twist with a pang of regret.

the corners of his mouth tugged downward, brows furrowing. the image of his ever so loving darling growing tired of waiting formed so clearly in his mind. fighting back tears once you realized he wouldn't be coming. putting the food away and wiping down counters in the suffocating silence of a cold home, trying to finish cleaning up before the hurt became too much to bear.

vincent knew it was likely you'd heard him enter the house, what with that racket he made on-entry.

would you even want to see him right now? what would he even say?

maybe it would be best to leave you alone...

but his heart wouldn't let him.

he didn't want you to be alone for longer than you already had been.

slowly, vincent pushed himself away from the counter, taking a breath to calm himself. straightening up, his steps were quiet as he made his way back down the hall, pushing down the wells of anxiety that bubbled up the closer he got.

his hands felt clammy the second they made contact with the metal of the doorknob, swallowing the lump in his throat as he gave it a twist, half-expecting it to be locked. keeping you harbored inside and effectively shutting him out. admittedly, he was both a bit surprised and tense to find that it wasn't, the knob easily giving way.

it was honestly a bit ridiculous, he thought to himself.

only a few hours ago he was a twisted, detached killing machine, and now, here he was - completely wracked with nerves.

but this wasn't like dealing with victims when he could be up and done with it! this was [name] for crying out loud!

his partner.

the love of his life...

the door pushed open with a soft creak. vincent's head timidly poking into the room before the rest of him followed through, shutting the door behind him with a soft 'click'.

each one of his steps felt volumes louder in his ears as he padded over to the bed, moonlight illuminating the space through the thin curtains and allowing him to make out your shape curled up beneath the comforter. taking a pause, vincent shifted his weight from one foot to the other, eyes never leaving you. second-guessing for a brief moment, vincent debated whether or not it would even be a good idea to go over to your side of the bed - admittedly not a difficult decision. mending the hurt he'd caused would always be the most important thing to him, after all.

so slowly, gingerly, he took a seat on the edge.

there was barely a reaction. he looked down at the ground in uncertainty before glancing back at your figure, unable to tell if you were asleep or not. still, vincent reached a hand out, wanting to touch you. hold you, console you, anything...

anything to apologize for his gross tardiness.

"you're late."

he froze, chest tightening.

"again."

his hand hesitated just above the comforter, your quiet voice wavering as you curled tighter around yourself cutting straight through vincent's heart.

he swallowed hard.

there was a heavy, uncomfortable pause. only punctuated by a sniffle and the sound of rustling sheets as you shifted upright, just barely poking your head out of the covers, vincent's thoughts falling further into a guilty spiral when you faced him with teary eyes.

"vinny... do i no longer...matter?"

the way you asked that, so small and fragile... it absolutely broke him. immediately sending vince into a panicked tizzy as he frantically shook his head, no hesitation in his movements when he cupped your cheeks the second tears started rolling down them.

he would never ever want to make you feel like you didn't matter to him! you were the thing that made it all worthwhile! there wasn't a time he didn't wish you could see yourself the way he did. see the way your presence lit up the room. the way your touch warmed his entire being. the way constant thoughts of you seeped into every piece of art he created. they way he loved you with all of his soul.

he loved you more than he ever thought could be possible for somebody like him.

" 'course not, darlin'..." vincent rasped out, pressing his forehead to yours.

he tried to control the slight wobble in his voice, powering through. "ya mean...the world to me. you...you are my world."

he couldn't hold his tears back anymore. his eyes locked to yours, barely able to see through the heavy droplets pouring out of them.

vincent cupped your cheeks like you'd slip out between his fingers as easy as grains of sand trickling through an hourglass, pressed his forehead to yours in the hopes that maybe the two of you could meld together into one. that way, at least, he'd never be late, you'd never be alone. at least that way, you'd see all the beauty in yourself that he sees everyday in you. you'd see all the things he wishes he had the courage to say. you'd see how much he...

"...i love ya." vincent whispered shakily.

he didn't know why he was scared. scared of losing you? scared of not being enough? he didn't know

all he knew was, right now, he was most frightened that you'd never know how he truly felt if he didn't say it now.

"i. love. you. you're enough..." he took a trembling breath, "more than i deserve, really, lord knows... and honestly, i'm not sure where i'd be without ya..."

there was a strain in his vocal chords, but vince was determined to power through.

"you'll always matter to me, baby, ya always... ya always have... you're always gonna be my love... i'm always gonna love ya..."

he couldn't hold his resolve any longer, eyes peeling away from yours and turning downcast, fingers slipping from your cheeks to instead grasp your cold hands in his warm ones.

"i know i've missed more dates than just this, angel, but please...let me make this up to ya." he asked quietly.

there was a silent pause.

vincent's heart sank a little as you slipped your hands free from his, leaving them feeling suddenly very empty. keeping his head down, vince was already starting to mentally beat himself up before there was the feeling of your fingers gliding over his cheeks this time, cupping them gently.

"alright." you mumbled.

his gaze darted up to meet your sincere look, feeling a little surprised.

"i'll let you make it up to me, baby."

he placed one of his hands over yours, turning his head to press his lips to your open palm in a silent promise, quietly nodding his head. the little smile that pulled on your lips was adorable, making him mirror it with one of his own.

you leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

"i love you too, vinny." you whispered sweetly.

yeah, he was gonna do anything he could to make it up to you... anything.

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Any Nubbins x reader stuff? go crazy go stupid lol you can do nsfw if you want as well ;))

HI LOL THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY ASK BOX FOR FOREVER IM SORRY ANON BUT ITS HERE NOW.

You heard him before you saw him, which was usually the case, the way he (and chop top) ran around the house like chickens with their heads chopped off. He was already halfway through a sentence as he skidded around the corner into your shared bedroom with...something in his hands.

"-What Bubba and I fou- found out near the barn! check- check it out Y/N! Lookit thi- this!" he gushed, shoving his hands at your chest. you blinked and stalled a second while it registered before looking down, it took you another moment of looking at the wiggling grey thing in his hands to register that he was holding a mouse.

"Oh! How cute, uh, why'd you bring it inside?" looking back up at him, he was more focused on the mouse, nudging it and trying to pet it, as it moved you noticed its hind leg seemed injured. He looked back up at you with a crooked grin, "Well- well it was hurt an, uh, I figured ya coul-could take care of it? Ya like cute stuff, and you got real upset findin' that dead squirrel a couple weeks ago, so- so I thought maybe makin' this guy alright again might make ya feel good? Bubba th- thought it'd be a good idea too!"

You took yet another moment to process, that was...honestly a pretty dumb idea but he was so earnest and excited you really couldnt deny him could you? Besides, the mouse was cute.

"Well, uh, alright? Lets put it in a shoe box with some rags or something before the poor thing has a heart attack." Nubbins tilted his head, glancing at the mouse then back at you, "Why- why would it do that? Its its leg that's broke." you snorted and gently took it out of his hands, "It's terrified, nubs."

He studied the little creature as you placed in in a nearby box (thank god this place was always so cluttered, especially his room,) "O- oh yeah...it is kinda shakin' a bunch huh? Must'a spooked 'im real bad!" you huffed out another laugh as you rooted around the closet for a spare shirt or towel, finally settling on an old tee, "I mean, wouldnt you be kinda scared if two giants just swooped you up and poked at you while you had a broken leg?"

He considered for a second before nodding, "Yeah probably, but I'd just bite 'em, this guy didn't bite me or- or Bubba at all!" he scooted to the side so you could put the shirt in the box, immediately sliding up behind you with his arms around you waist and a head on your shoulder to watch what you did. "Ya think we should feed it? Or le- let it sleep a lil?" you craned your neck to look at him, "We should probably let it sleep. Then later we can steal some scraps from the kitchen for it when Drayton is out doing whatever." he was silent for a moment before letting out a loud cackle

"Boy, imagine if Drayton found this lil thing up here in the house!? Hell, he'd ta- tan our hides!" you laughed at the thought. "yeah...we definitely aren't telling Drayton about the mouse."

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Loved the last one you made about overprotective shirou. Now, if it isn't to much to ask, how would it be shirou's aftercare after having really rough sex with their s/o(male or neutral, most likely bottom). I know this might be to explicit to the request but I imagine the reader to the point of breaking and/or overstimulation during the climax.

everytime i see overstimulation i gotta go lay down for a bit because it's just so, ugh- 💗 i'm glad you enjoyed the other request!! thank you for requesting again and i hope you enjoy this one too!

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So I saw that your accepting requests, and I was wondering if you still did Human FNAF(Five nights at freddys) requests and if so could you do a Human!Bonnie x F!reader NSFW where bonnie went into heat (Just curious, goodness this is embarrassing🙈)

y'all really exposing how much i simp for the bunny man- 👀 thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy!

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pairing: FNAF - human!bonnie x f!reader - bonnie in heat scenario

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hnnnnn, self indulgence hour! a high ace just holding his s/o and chattering away about how much he loves them bc i’m really just self-projecting hard right now aksvskdhsn-

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How about headcanons for Lucio with a Dom!vampire s/o who likes to give hickeys?? How do you think he would feel about it? If you're okay with writing this of course! Also GN reader so more people can enjoy it!

aaa, sorry for taking a while to get to this, i was still just starting his route when the request came in so i wanted to at least make some progress on that first! also the ‘beg me’ option during the hermit chapters 'anything?' paid choice?? had me rushing right over here to write these headcanons in an instant- but thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy!

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