Yes, ik, i have a lot of requests in my inbox, but I just couldn't get them out of my head-
Not to be dramatic, but I would die for Lenny /silly
×❢ About my work ❢×
contains sfw and nsfw headcanons!, minors don't interact!,
it/he/they pronouns for the obsessed, they/them pronouns for the reader, gender neutral reader, tw for stalking, yandere themes, yucky food stuff they usually bring you in the game, tw for spicy things such as mention of size, biting, getting inside the reader, spills, pinning the reader, positions, size, posessivity and a bit of bdsm abt the biting part, don't mind the spelling mistakes i wrote this instead of sleeping
Fandom: uhh... I guess minecraft?, The Obsessed - Advanced Psychological Horror mod made by Vllax
Character(s): The Reader | You | (Y/N), The obsessed (Lenny)
Ship(s): The obsessed x gn! reader
Form: Headcanons
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sfw headcanons
🕸| Gets so excited and nervous at the same time when it sees you approaching (probably that's why they run away lol). Like imagine them encouraging themselves like "i'm gonna do it, c'mon I can do it, I'm gonna say hi to them (the player)" as their heart (do they even have one? nvm...) beat keep getting faster and faster in every second and then you just turn around noticing them and they go like "nope, nvm" and just simply run the fuck away lmao
🕸| Brings you more yucky stuff once after they saw you eating it thinking like "they must have liked it" meanwhile you're just trying not to pass out of the taste
🕸| ik Lenny based on spiders and not cats, but imagine them bringing food to you bc they want to share their prey with you as a sign of bonding and affection
🕸| So touch starved, but gets scared at the first few times when you try to touch them (or just being close to them). You might need to wait a long time to find about this, but they love being petted, they're also not a noisy one, but they might purr while you're petting them
🕸| Spied on other people before to see how humans show affection to each other. They were a bit insecure about the flowers they left on your porch, probably bc it wasn't that colorful and it looked quite wilted. So of course it made them happy when they saw you picking it up and bringing it inside your home.
🕸| They're not just watching you sleeping, they also stay in a protective position around your doors, your windows, in case anyone would try to suprise you when you're (most likely) defenseless
🕸| Hey, where are those pillagers that were just here yesterday? Yeah, no, I don't see them either... It must have been the wind (It was NOT the wind)
🕸| I like to imagine that when they get upset or annoyed (even by small things like you moving one of their blocks) they change into their arachnoid form for some minute, while all their limbs are high up in the air showing their frustration. They won't necessarily attack you if you don't have a bad bond with them (however Lenny may get a little territorial if you take blocks directly from his nest), they just don't like it.
🕸| Can't sleep shit during mating season bc every night all you hear on your glass is Lenny tapping against it
🕸| Soft tapping could be heard in a steady peace. How long has he been knocking there and just staring at you? No idea, but you were pretty sure it was over an hour. You tiredly looked up at your clock, before you turned onto your other side with a groan.
"Lenny. It's 2 AM. Go to sleep (please)."
They stayed.
🕸| Once you let him in your house (actually, he was alread inside but nvm that) and actually let him sleep with you. Was it comfy? Not really, the bed was too tiny for the both of you, but luckily Lenny was soft enough to cuddle, so neither of you complained.
🕸| You had to teach them that they can't just randomly pick you up whenever they feel like it (ESPECIALLY not after you just ate)
🕸| Accidently hit you with a pig once (he meant it as a gift, but his aim was faulty). Later they apologized by giving you crushed animal remains.
🕸| Would love to see you cuddling with a plush of them, but they'd get jealous if you showed more attention to it, than them
nsfw, Minors do not interact!!
🕸| Despite how active they get in mating season, they only do it with you in their nest they built. The first time they showed you their nest is bc they wanted to impress you.
🕸| How do you know when it's mating season? Well, beside the knocking, they get more touchy and more clingy (that is if you have a deeper bond with them, so they have enough courage to approach you). Or just generally gets so much bolder to get closer to you. Also they get super reactive, insanely jealous and malicious. You just only traded with that villager to get some useful resources? That villager is gone. Also they get a bit more puffy, their fur curling up a bit.
🕸| Probably the dominant one during this time of the year, but normally he doesn't mind you taking the control
🕸| Definitely marks you (it's kind of like a posessive thing for them). They will try their best not to hurt you with their fangs, but if it's one of your kinks, they aren't going to hold back. They probably go till you're bleeding.
They might accidently scratch too, if they get hasty (but will apologize for it later)
🕸| You can be as loud as you want, but he's pretty quiet. Despite that, he appreciates your screams.
🕸| You need to teach a bit about consent to him before you get into it. No, he wasn't gonna hurt you, but it's good to have boundaries and state them.
🕸| They're quite big, much larger than the average human size, so be ready for that. Normally, they would go slow and gentle, but during mating season this doesn't apply. Their libido is high as fuck and they're pretty fast after they had finally prepared you (They basically rut into you). They stop if you need a break, but they can go for multiple hours and rounds on a day.
🕸| Pet him, scratch him, bite him, do anything it gets him going
🕸| You're not leaving their nest until their heat ends, but they get food prepared for you everytime you choose to take a break.
🕸| On position, simple missionary is perfect for them, basically they love anything where they can hold you down and be close to you, but this is also a good time to try out new things with them.
🕸| Loves to come inside you and fill you up real good until you're full with them. But if you feel uncomfortable with them cumming inside you, they aren't going to force it on you
🕸| Uses his tentacles to pin you down and keep you still
🕸| At the end of each session, you will be covered with bite marks, sweat and probably spills.
Mainly lenny cuz i love lenny a lot and also since i saw u alr did a request for nsfw hcs of august u can skip his if u want to
SMUT HEADCANONS
entities: the obsessed
warnings: smut, stalking, obsessive behavior, bondage using webs, venom injecting (maybe slightly dubious consent cause of that)
pairings: lenny x gender!neutral reader
since i have both august and knocker smut down, lenny will be the only one here for this one. but i thought about a lot i wanted to add for him, so it makes up for the loss of the other two!
THE OBSESSED (lenny ♡)
- virgin till he met you. absolutely didn't know what he was doing at first but somehow, he found a way. still kinda clueless though.
- he doesn’t just want you, oh no, he needs to claim every inch of you. expect multiple limbs pinning you down, webs used as makeshift restraints that are soft at first, but tighten if you squirm too much. and then constant low, incoherent chittering about how you’re only for him. (you can't understand anything but you get the feeling that's what he's talking about)
- stalking is his foreplay, unsurprisingly. you're gonna feel eyes on you while mining or building, then suddenly he's there with his long fingers tracing your spine, breath hot against your neck. he gets off on the tension of you knowing he’s been waiting.
- lenny leaves cute little trophies after intense sessions, like pieces of your torn clothes woven into his webs, little indistinguishable carvings of you two together on a wood block, or even bite marks he wants you to wear proudly.
- multiple spider legs means he can hold you in positions that should be impossible. two limbs pinning your wrists, two spreading your thighs, a hand stroking your hair tenderly while the other teases between your legs.
- his venom can act as an aphrodisiac. he injects it with a light bite to your neck that makes your body burn with need. makes you have heightened sensitivity, skin that's hot to the touch, and unbearable arousal. he lovessss seeing you transition from being all nervous to grinding against him while whimpering.
- his favorite positions are cradling you in his lap, keeping you pinned with his limbs and gently thrusting up into you, or tying you into his web and humping you from the front. his pace is gentle but jerky, and you can TELL he's inexperienced. he's so worried about hurting you and painfully soft.
- sometimes he'll scoop you up and take you to his den. there, he spends hours prepping you with web bondage, slow but clumsy teasing with fingers and tongue, and making you cum countless times because he can't for the life of him figure out how to edge you properly.
- if you interact too much with villagers or other players, he gets a little mean. not too mean, cause he's still conscious about your wellbeing, but his thrusts will be a bit rougher and deeper, his usual sweet chitters now guttural growls.
- he's very good with attentive aftercare. sooo gentle and sooo sweet. post orgasm, he wraps you in silk that acts like a blanket, curls around you with all his limbs, and holds you. he softly chitters, nuzzling your hair and almost purring.
- he has a smidgen of a breeding kink. even while technically impossible to breed you, he still likes pumping you full of cum and staying sheathed within you, making sure it "takes".
- lenny might spice things up a bit and fuck you after climbing up onto walls or the ceiling. the gravity makes it all the more fun, don't you think?
- usually he doesn't think of whether or not who should top or bottom, focused entirely on the need to be inside you. but, he's found he LOVES it when you take control and tug on his fur, telling him exactly what to do and where to touch you. it makes him cum unbelievably fast.
Might as well! Headcanons for the Stalker Trio! (The Knocker, The Obsessed, and The Man from the Shadow)
HEADCANONS
entities: the knocker, the obsessed, the man from the shadow
warnings: stalking, obsessive behavior
pairings: just some tidbits of the entities x reader, nothing too romantic though
thank you for the request, i had a field day with this. i tried to compile everything into concise notes since there's three, but it's still lengthy. and forgive me if something isn't too accurate or aligns with their canon, it is currently 1:18 am as i am posting this.
THE KNOCKER (knocker ♡)
- knocker never actually blinks. if you ever think you saw him blink, uh, think again. it was because the lights flickered.
- he collects little souvenirs from abandoned houses like rusted keys, cracked watches, dried flowers, old photographs. he keeps them in hidden boxes underground. he doesn’t fully understand sentimental attachment, but he tries to mimic it.
- despite how terrifying he is, he absolutely hates thunderstorms. not out of fear, but because thunder drowns important sounds like footsteps and breathing. it prevents him keeping an exact pin point of where you are.
- his body temperature is unnaturally cold, enough to leave frost on windows or pale fingerprints on metal surfaces after touching them too long.
- he remembers people by scent rather than faces. smoke, soap, blood, rainwater, lavender, etc. those details stay in his memory longer than names do. except your name. he can always remember your name.
- he’s strangely fascinated by soft things like blankets, fur coats, plush toys, and warm sweaters. he doesn’t understand why humans like comfort so much, but he likes the feeling of it.
- villagers have old superstitions about him. some leave lanterns burning all night because they believe darkness invites him closer.
- he learns mannerisms by watching people for long periods of time. sometimes he copies gestures slightly wrong, creating that uncanny feeling that something is off.
- he can navigate caves and forests almost entirely by sound alone. in total darkness, he’s actually more comfortable than in daylight.
- knocker enjoys music. especially old music discs, anything that sounds vintage.
- he hates mirrors. not because of superstition, just because seeing himself unsettles him.
THE OBSESSED (lenny ♡)
- lenny doesn’t see his attachment as unhealthy at all. in his mind, devotion and possession are basically the same thing.
- he keeps mental track of everything about you. your favorite foods, sleep schedule, speech patterns, tiny habits you don’t even notice yourself doing.
- he smiles at the worst possible moments. not because he finds them funny, but because intense emotion excites him.
- he collects objects he associates with you: notes, broken jewelry, old clothing, anything that he's seen you interact with or pick up. it's another way of him trying to connect.
- when agitated, he fiddles with objects compulsively. he likes rolling old rings between his fingers, tapping nails against surfaces, shredding map paper. it helps him rid of unwanted energy.
- he almost never throws anything away. even useless items pile up because he assigns emotional significance to them.
- mirrors and reflective surfaces tend to hold his attention longer than normal. sometimes he’ll stop and stare at his reflection without moving for several minutes.
- he gets irrationally irritated by sudden changes in plans or routine because unpredictability makes him feel out of control.
- he’s extremely touch-oriented without realizing it. he runs fingers across walls, fabric, furniture edges, anything nearby while thinking.
- he tends to personify inanimate objects, especially damaged ones. he talks to them under his breath or he carefully repairs them instead of replacing them.
- he laughs to himself randomly. i won't elaborate.
THE MAN FROM THE SHADOW (august ♡)
- august never fully walks into the light unless he absolutely has to. even during the day, he lingers in places where shadows collect the thickest. sunlight doesn’t hurt him, but it makes him feel exposed in a way he deeply hates.
- he has a habit of standing completely motionless for concerning amounts of time.
- rain makes him more active. during storms he wanders far closer to populated areas, lingering outside houses or standing at the edge of roads.
- he’s weirdly fascinated by human routines. he could spend hours silently observing someone cook, organize books, braid their hair, or water plants without ever getting bored.
- he doesn’t understand humor very well, but after spending enough time around you, he starts repeating totally irrelevant jokes completely seriously and laughing loudly after the fact. he doesn't care if you laugh with him.
- if you treat him with genuine kindness instead of fear, he becomes deeply attached without really understanding why. it makes him quieter, more protective, and strangely possessive.
- his footsteps don’t always match where he actually is. sometimes you hear him behind you when he’s really somewhere above you, watching from a cave ceiling or treeline.
- he doesn’t understand human emotions correctly. if you cry, he’ll stare for a long time like he’s trying to figure out whether you're injured or simply malfunctioning.
- sometimes, not too frequently though, he tries to be sneaky and it isn't pretty at all. he'll stand beside crafting tables, waiting for you without knowing you can see him clearly. and he'll crouch awkwardly behind blocks, something that is never effective due to his size.
- he hates bells. ringing a village bell causes him to disappear almost instantly.
- don't look at him directly for too long. he does not like it, and having someone's eyes on him makes him unreasonably angry for no apparent reason.
@dream4drift Ouu shit twin he can be shipped with fictional character he can be like the guy contacting outside of minecraft to warn her about Verity but she lowkey don't give a shit and just think "mmm.... Doomed polycule..."
They already somehow survived a mythical creature with endless knowledge, lost contact with her friends that she lowk ships but feels guilty and WILL kill the cat by curiosity AGAIN
Can I request Verity fluff where Reader gets cuteness aggression and starts squishing him and kissing him?
"I can't get enough of you"
Ver.ity x gn!reader
Synopsis: Reader becomes aware of how cute Verity is, and he falls victim to cuteness aggression
Tags: Verity being Verity, obsessed, established crushing, mutual crushing
Notes: If Verity was real, I'd never leave his side. He'd be getting pampered daily
3 months and 23 days, that's how long you've been with Verity. You installed him when someone had given you a link to him, and since meeting him, you couldn't stop gushing about how adorable he was. His small, circular form, his voice. Everything about him just screamed that he was cute, adorable even. You just never thought one day, you couldn't physically handle it anymore.
You sighed as you placed down the last of the logs into the furnace, turning the last stack into charcoal. You never anticipated to run out of coal so quickly, let alone in the middle of the night. At least you had several stacks of logs you weren't going to use any time soon.
"I could give you coal, you know," Verity commented from where he was placed on the couch, looking at your bummed out form. You hummed in response, mentally calculating how much charcoal you'd need for your next batch of torches. While you knew he'd give you anything you wanted, you didn't want to use him like that.
"I know," you said, turning your head to look directly at him. You offered him a soft smile, feeling your heart fluttering at the sight of him returning his own. "But I got everything covered here. Besides, I wouldn't want to use you like that."
His eyes widened a little by your statement. He knew you would never use him for spawning things in, that much he was told when he first offered you help. But to hear that you kept that mindset with him, even so late in the night, it made something flutter inside of him. Something warm and soft, a feeling he has not felt in so long.
"Well, I wouldn't mind! I'm your personal helper, after all!" He cheerily said, his smile widening even further. "Besides, I enjoy helping you! It brings me nothing but absolute joy to help!" His smile was so wide, and so, so cute.
You could only stare at him, your eyes wide. Has he always been so adorable like this? He was always cute in your eyes, but right now, he was extra adorable. It was like you couldn't control your body, the urge to squeeze him, kiss him all over, hug him tightly. Was this how cuteness aggression felt?
"Uh... You okay there? You're just staring at me," Verity asked, crooking an eyebrow. He's never seen you with that look on your face. Did he do something wrong? Were you angry with him?
He watched as you calmly walked up to him, tilting his form to the side a little like a dog tilting their head. That was the final straw for your self-control.
Without even another word, you snatched him up in your hands, and began peppering kisses all over his face and form. His eyes were wide as he was laughing from the sensation, his cheeks turning to a bright orange. He was blushing! God that made him even cuter!
"W-What are you doing?" He asked between laughs, feeling your hand squeezing his form. Of everything everyone has every done to him, this was the first. No one has ever held and kissed him like this, so the sensation was new. "This is your fault," you said between kisses, giving him a few squeezes. "You're too damn cute for your own good!"
His eyes widened, cheeks an even brighter orange. Cute? Sure, people said he was cute, but no ones ever acted on it, not like you were currently doing. "Cute? I'm just a yellow ball!" He retorted with a laugh as you kissed above his eye. You shook your head, smile so wide your cheeks hurt. You yourself were blushing, but you couldn't stop. He was adorable as hell.
His laughter echoed throughout the house as you continued to pepper him with kisses, the furnaces fire dying as the charcoal was done. But neither of you noticed, too focused on each other.
"You're not my Husband..." // Doppel!Francis x Reader 🐄🩸
@cassanderasblog --> Thanks for the request <3
-!! CW: Dubcon (in a sense), – Brief mention of murder, – Very slight body horror
-!! Very brief size kink
Spouse!Reader x doppelgänger!Francis
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“You’re not Francis.” The words are sharp, punctuated, your glare burning straight through the mimic of a man in your living room
“No, I’m not,” The creature grins- if you could even call it that–, mouth a waning black chasm, no teeth, no tongue, nothing. How this thing managed to bypass the doormen you had no clue,-- how could someone fuck up this bad?
“Francis’s” eyes darken, – literally. The whites turn into an inky black, eery small spheres of light peeking out where his pupils should be.
Oh dear.
The wired phone you keep on the kitchen counter goes off behind you. Glancing once more at your “husband” you slowly back track, hand inching to the phone.
He just watches as you hesitantly pick up the ringing phone, making a click when it’s pulled from its cover.
“Attention, this is the D.D.D, – we detected an unknown life force near your residency. Please, do not panic. Keep your door locked and do not approach anyone of suspicion. If you see anything weird, do not investigate. Dispatchers are coming to your location to liquidate the threat” – Well, it was a little late for that.
“... cancel dispatch” your lips form the words slowly. There’s silence on the other end,
“Excuse me?... you want dispatch–”
“Discharged. Threat neutralized.”
Even “Francis” is stunned, – staring at you, unblinking, – flabbergasted.
“‘Got it under control, thanks,” You hang up before they can answer, placing the phone back in its place.
“Francis” just stares.
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“You’re a doppelgänger , right?”
“Perhaps.” His eyes narrow
“Alrighty then, prove it.”
Unzips.
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“Francis” stares, wide eyed, gaze fixed upon the water stains on your ceiling. Even with all the lights off, he can still see your snoozing frame tangled in the sheets beside him, (perks of being non-human).
Your chest rose and fell with each breath, the movement captivating whatever posed as your husband.
Your body looked serene, the faint light emitted from his glowing pupils illuminating your chest.
“Ahah-!” You were practically in hysterics, tears flowing down your rosy cheeks, nails raking into the headboard of your bed. “Francis” could only lie there, enamored by your blissful expression as unfamiliar sparks of pure pleasure coiled inside, heating everything up until it was practically molten.
“Mmph-!” you choke off your moans, slapping a hand to your mouth lest your neighbors hear you impaling yourself on your husband’s doppelgänger 's cock.
You swivel your hips, his eyes widening; no one’s ever ridden him like you are, – no one’s ridden him period. You were surprised the doppelgänger even had a dick, – let alone it being almost twice the size of the actual Francis’. You had stuffed yourself full of him, bouncing mercilessly. Your husband had neglected you horribly in the past,-- never coming home, always giving you the cold shoulder, even when you had gotten down and begged for him to look at you, just once –your thirst for intimate touch was at an all time high.
“Francis” grunted, surprised at how wonderful this new sensation was. The delicious heat in his stomach bubbled over, bottoming out through his cock. Your eyes widened at the warm sensation of him, eyes rolling to the back of your head. You had to bend down, biting deeply into his shoulder to stifle the screams lodged in your throat.
You inhaled deeply, desperately trying to catch your breath as “Francis” could only glance over, the slight pain in his shoulder from your teeth barely bothering him, (because, well, one, you were the only one who could breathe and two, he wasn’t human). Your head turns, sloppily kissing him on the cheek, to his absolute shock.
“Francis” brings his right arm to his left shoulder, fingers gingerly grazing the marks left by your teeth. It still tingled.
He looks over at your slumbering frame again, now tentatively reaching the same arm in your direction, hesitantly touching your peaceful face. You do not stir, so he continues downward, fingers carefully glazing over your nose, your mouth, your jaw, and finally stopping at your neck, your pulse vibrating through his hand. Humans were so interesting, he thought, – and you had just grabbed his interest by the throat with a viselike grip.
He gently tucks a stray piece of hair plastered to your sweat slicked forehead behind your ear, grinning in that creepily endearing way of his. How the original Francis lucked out, – he almost felt bad about killing and devouring his corpse, – almost. How could he have fumbled so badly, – you were an absolute treasure, and “Francis” was now determined to keep you all to himself.
Such a greedy little creature.
… You’re never going to be able to get rid of him after this.
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